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Tangled in Marinette’s blanket cocoon, it was warm enough Adrien didn’t feel like he’d woken up alone. He thumbed the comforter. The design was a ladybug perched on her kitty’s ear.
“Minou minou minou! Pancakes!”
Pancakes? Really? He climbed out of their bed. As much as he didn’t want to have to eat those things, it was worth it to see her.
A quick detour to clean his teeth and he stepped into their kitchen. She was there by the window, the sunrise sparkling in her messy hair. The tip of her nose tapped on her phone. Her hands were too full to text properly.
“Marinette.”
“Mon Adrien!” She waved her spatula at him. “Come see. I figured out the thread for my midterm.”
Her project was laid out over the counter in a mess of fabric scraps and pins. He could sew a bit, but not enough to help someone as talented as her. He met her bluebell eyes. “Beautiful.”
“We’re talking about the slippers.”
“But I was!” He grinned. “I wouldn’t call you just beautiful, ma lady. You’re beyond gorgeous. There are no words for how amazing you are. How I fall deeper in love every moment we spend together.” He slipped the spatula from her fingers, lowering his head over her calloused hand and letting his kiss linger.
She pushed him off. “Just go eat! Stupid, flirty alleycat.” Through the silky tangle of hair the back of her neck pinked.
“Alas, my love has banished me.” He took his seat in the breakfast nook and poked the awful, dry thing with his fork. It might smell good, but he wasn’t going to trust a pancake.
Over their time together, he’d made many sacrifices for his Marinette. A pancake was nothing. He cut a big chunk. Bracing himself, he shoveled it into his mouth.
It was buttery warmth and the soft flavor of bread. Surely it was a thick, fluffy crepe.
“This isn’t a pancake.”
It was tempting and luscious, whatever it was. He devoured it in two bites and wanted more.
“Is it bad? I take multitasking a bit far sometimes.”
He shook his head hard. “These are amazing. Pancakes are awful.”
“Had any pancakes since we brought down Monarque?”
The pancake mystery clicked together. “So, you’re saying now that I’m a part of your family I get Dupain-Cheng pancakes.”
“Yes, mon mari.” She dropped two buttery soft pancakes on his plate.
He smiled goofily up at his wife.
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d011zk1ll · 27 days
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Thinking about the aftermath of Maneki-Neko....
Turns out, welding the two most powerful miraculous in existence paired with the mental strain of fighting the hardest, most dangerous and most PERSONAL Akuma without anyone to help (because they all got NERFED, this is the chapters where she gives out all the miraculous because she's so *desperate* but they all end up failing because the Akuma is so fucking badass)
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lycorogue · 1 year
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Latest Story: Never Take This for Granted
Who’s ready for probably the shortest ficlet I’ve written for this fandom?
Well, I woke up this morning with (more-or-less) these exact thoughts in my own head, and something told me that Adrien would probably have them too. Maybe it's because I see myself in him a little bit. Maybe because I think he'd learn the same lessons I did with regards to losing a parent. I lost my dad roughly the same age that Adrien lost Emile. While my mom did not end up neglectful, abusive, manipulative, nor a terrorist, much like Gabriel, my mom did make it well known how hurt she was to have lost her spouse. I felt the pain of her realizing she lost the love of her life too early in life (she wasn't even 40) and after far too few years together. I praise my mom for the strength she has shown through the years and how – unlike Gabriel – her love for my dad made her stronger and helped carry her forward.
I know from experience that loves cannot last forever, and may very well be ripped from you too soon. Which is probably why I had these thoughts (ones I frequently have, if I'm honest) when I awoke, and why I feel Adrien might have them too. So, enjoy my morning thoughts, as told by Adrien.
(If you want that extra ambiance, I had the song "Ceilings" by Lizzy McAlpine stuck in my head while I was writing this)
Summary: Adrien awakes overwhelmed with gratitude to be married to Marinette.
Rating: General Audience
Word Count: 420
Status: completed one-shot
Continue reading below, or find this story over on AO3, on FFN, or on DA.
Never Take This for Granted
Adrien awoke before their alarm. The gentle sunlight through their curtains was enough to stir him. The laundry list of things that needed to be done raced through his mind, and he debated taking advantage of the early start to the day.
Then Marinette softly snored beside him.
With a smile, he knew his place was in bed. At least, for a little while longer. He shifted so he could spoon his wife; careful not to move her or wake her. He rested his hand on her hip, and closed his eyes to the world so he could soak her in with his other senses.
They had been together for twenty years, but it still felt like not enough time. He knew that twenty years was both an amazing gift and just a drop in a hat. The duality of it being exceptionally long and tragically short. He needed another twenty years. Forty. Sixty. Eighty! No matter how long they had, it would always be too short.
“Please,” he silently prayed. He wasn't sure to whom, but to any and every Greater Power there might be. He wordlessly screamed his plea to the cosmos. “Please, never let me take this for granted. Have me always be comforted by her body heat against me. Let me always find her quiet breathing soothing. Let my hand always feel at home on her hip. Let her smell always lull me. Let the fact that I wake up with her beside me always amaze me a little bit. Let me feel lucky that I have her in my life; always. Forever. Please, please. Don't ever let me take her for granted. Let me memorize every morning I have beside her.”
He wanted to squeeze her. Hold her closer. Never let her go. Prove to himself that she was there and real and not going anywhere.
But he couldn't chance waking her. He couldn't chance ruining this moment. Clinging tight to her would never improve what he had in that instance.
So, he comforted himself with his legs tucked within the nook of hers, and his hand on her hip. That was enough. That grounded him. That was the proof he needed that she was there and he'd be alright for another day.
The sun flooded the room in a golden glow. Adrien didn't see it though. He kept his eyes closed, focused on the warmth of his wife beside him, and fell back asleep until the alarm rudely interrupted their quiet slice of paradise.
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buggachat · 3 days
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my life's goal is to make tumblr regret increasing the image limit to 30
anyway i haven't been able to get real-cat!plagg out of my head. (i blame @hamsternamedmarinette's post for making me think of my real-cat!plagg au again)
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sabertoothwalrus · 1 year
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uh oh !
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sidsinning · 2 months
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I thought it was the most hilarious thing that Adrienette's dynamic was
Adrien (platonic) loves touching Marinette and being in her personal space
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While Marinette (romantic) can't handle touching Adrien on her own and can't help but recoil from him (tho ofc not all the time)
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rwsdarw · 2 months
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stupid thing I did
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I call this one "Double Kill"
[ID. First panel, Nino sits at his and Adrien's table in school, he's angled to face Adrien, his right arm resting on the back of their bench and his left hand on the table. He's saying "I still can't believe I got Rose with "Ligma"..." with his eyes closed. There's a small amount of text next to his head that reads: "It was funny, but I still feel bad..." indicating he's saying it under his breath. Him saying this gets Adrien's attention.
Second panel, Adrien is facing forward at Nino. His face is set in a worried smile as he asks, "What's "Ligma"? Is it serious?".
Third panel, Wide shot of them at their desk, showing Marinette and Alya at their table as well, looking down at them. Adrien keeps an expression of now confused worry as Nino looks at him with an open mouth. Marinette is looking down at Adrien with both hands over her mouth as her shoulders shake with contained laughter. Alya is also covering her mouth, but her joy is less contained as she smiles. The word "SPEECHLESS" is written above them to help get the surprise the three of them feel across.
Fourth panel, a shot of Adrien alone, facing forward and covering his face in embarrassment as the statement, "Just found out what Ligma is" is pointed to him in a looping arrow.
Fifth panel, a wide shot of Ladybug and Chat Noir sitting on the edge of a building together. Chat Noir is sitting criss cross with his hands resting on his thighs, sitting forward a bit to show that he's listening to Ladybug. Ladybug is much more relaxed, leaning back on her right hand and holding her left hand up casually. She's smiling as she recalls: "And then he fell for Ligma! I feel bad, but I kinda wanna see if he'll also fall for "Candace"..."
Sixth panel, Chat Noir is now crossing his arms, raising an eyebrow, squinting his eyes, and tilting his head. His right cat ear tilts as well, while his left one stays straight. The words: "Skeptical but curious" are pointed at him with a straight arrow. He's saying, "And who's "Candace"?"
Seventh panel, Ladybug is looking at Chat Noir with a shocked expression, her eyebrows raised and her jaw dropped. She's sitting straighter, her hand is still resting on the ledge, but it's no longer supporting her. The same "SPEECHLESS" is floating above her as it was seen in the third panel, to show just how shocked she truly is.
Eighth panel, Chat Noir is sitting with his knees up to his chest as he covers his face with his hands in embarrassment. His ears are flattened and his tail is curled around his ankles. The words "Just found out who Candace is" is pointed at him with a straight arrow. End ID]
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schsas · 5 months
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aged up christmas reveal with a baby!! happy holidays to the world's coolest person @frostedpuffs!!!
comic about frostedpuffs' minibug au (<- read more) for ashville's secret santa
⚠️ADRIEN ISNT THE FATHER! Minibug's father isn't important to the story.
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anna-scribbles · 4 months
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inspired by recent events from my sister’s actual real life
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meowbyacow60004 · 6 months
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steampunk au.
machanical designer!marinette/machine boy!adrien
in this au the human ad died at 6. then gabriel made a machanical copy of him just to see their son smiling and running in the mansion again, but they found that this machine boy could do much more.
(i spelled his name wrongly in the pic. )
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lc-holy · 7 months
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Mirror
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mintivee · 8 months
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i care for them......
@buggachat ml bakery enemies au comic binging left me utterly insane and i couldn't sleep until i redrew something there will be more sorry
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piixxiidust · 6 months
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"adrinette is my favorite side of the lovesquare" "i prefer ladynoir" "marichat is so cute" WRONG. the best dynamic is when they're detransformed hiding from each other on diff sides of walls/other barrier hiding them and communicating thru yelling at each other while recharging their kwamis
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buggachat · 2 months
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Part 206 of my bakery “enemies” au!
THE END!! I can't believe I finally completed this. When I first started this comic, I had no idea that it would end up being this long. A little over 3 years and over 200 parts, so around 2000 panels. (My folder that holds all my files relating to this comic is 3 GB with 2,017 items....). I honestly can't believe that I managed to stick around to the end of this. Thank you all so much for the support, I never imagined that so many people would care about this comic when I started it!
Of course, there are still some loose threads. The kwamis and Nathalie for example, but the core of this series has always been about the emotional conflict between Marinette and Adrien, and that has been resolved. I have some epilogue ideas to cover those loose ends, but this comic has already taken so much of my time and I'm not sure I want to promise that I'll get around to it. ... But who knows. Maybe!
For now, Adrien and Marinette will get some long-deserved rest.
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sabertoothwalrus · 1 year
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🤭
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