#alya is the guy in the chair

[ponytailzuko]

[ID: A digital drawing of the character Ladybug from the cartoon Miraculous; Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir. She’s drawn in a folding chair with her head in her hands, similar to the same meme of Shinji doing so. In the second image, it shows the same drawing with text saying, “When Chat Noir doesn’t put his Minecraft bed next to yours.” End ID]

i dont know why i made this

bonus:

[ID: An image made to look as if Marinette is texting Alya. She sends Alya the picture above that says, “When Chat Noir doesn’t put his Minecraft bed next to yours.” After sending the photo, she asks, “do u think he hates me.” Alya responds, “u and chat noir play minecraft together?” Marinette replies, “yeah. answer the question!!!” Alya says, “marinette. oh my god. no i dont think chat noir hates u. do u guys USUALLY put ur mc beds together.” End ID]

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ladynoir #love square #marinette dupain cheng #ladybug #alya deals w so much always #chat noir: i shouldnt put my bed next to lbs . she wants me to lay off #ladybug: just run me over?

[therand0mwriter]

IDOL-Chapitre deux

Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir x Male!Idol!reader

When a young American idol and his band tours in France, every one in Adrien's class wants to go. Unfortunately for them, tickets sold out as soon as they were for sale. Fortunately for Adrien, his father was able to get him tickets, but with a cost. Even though theres an underlying reason on why he's going, Adrien decides to take his best friend Nino, and his other two close classmates/friends, Alya and Marinette.

When they all got to the concert and the idol started singing, it mesmerized Adrien, pulling him to the front of the stage. Seeing the idol perform made Adrien feel things he never felt before, and it didn't help when the idol lent down and kissed Adrien's hand. Now that caused quite the ruckus.

"𝐔𝐡, 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭?"

[The song "Bad Habit" by Steve Lacy does not belong to me]

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*Time Skip, 6 Months*

*Adrien's POV*

"Are you guys excited or what?!" Alya shouted, grinning from ear to ear. Marinette enthusiastically nodded her head, "Of course! And I already have all of our outfits ready!" "Great! I can't wait see them!" Alya cheered. "Thats amazing, Marinette. It'll be cool to see what you came up with this time." I smiled at the blue eyed girl. Her cheeks turned dark and a nervous smile made its way onto her face, "Y-Yeah, h-hopefully they look good!" I laugh and smile, "It's you, I'm sure they will!"

Marinette had offer to make me and Nino outfits for Ensnare's concert, but we politely turned her down, not wanting to cause her too much trouble. Speaking of Ensnare, their concert was tonight, and it was the last one for the France tour. From the videos we've seen online, it'll be an unforgettable experience...

*Time Skip*

*Y/N's POV*

"We got two hours until showtime! Chop chop people!" I could hear Sheena practically screaming over the hoard of workers, clapping her hands, all the way to our dressing room. "Can she be any louder?" Kylian mumbled to himself. "You know she can," I chuckled. "Yeah, don't tempt her, especially tonight." Jiraiya added, rubbing his temples. Kylian mocked Jiraiya in a tiny squeaky voice, causing the ravenette to throw his water bottle at the brunette.

Kylian shot up to his feet, shoulders squared and ready for a fight. Jiraiya didn't hesitate to rise to his feet either. "Hey!" I yelled, deepening my voice and making both males immediately paused in their steps and look towards me. "Knock it off." I gritted through my teeth, no room for argument in my tone. Both males glared at each other before sitting back into their previous spots.

"Ooo, papa Y/N does not play!" Kairo laughed from his seat in the make-up chair. I rolled my eyes and chuckled, "That's enough out of you," He grinned mischievously but quieted down nonetheless.

*Time Skip, 1 hour*

*Adrien's POV*

Me and Nino were currently in Marinette's living room, waiting as she and Alya finished getting ready. Nino was dressed in a white t-shirt with a light brown button up shirt as a jacket, black jeans with a chain, black sneakers, a light brown flat cap, and his usual colorful bracelets he always wore.

[A/N: Image does not belong to me. Something like this for Nino's outfit.]

I was dressed in a black t-shirt, a light blue button up as a jacket, black jeans, and white sneakers.

[A/N: Image does not belong to me. Something like this for Adrien's outfit.]

"Would you boys like anything to drink?" Marinette's mom, Sabine Cheng, asked us from their kitchen. "No thank you, we're alright Mrs. Cheng." I answered with a smile, Nino nodding along. Just then, Marinette and Alya came downstairs. "Woah..." Nino breathlessly said as he saw his girlfriend. Alya was wearing a long sleeve, orange and brown dress that stopped at her mid thigh. The dress was almost a geometrical design, definitely making it an eye catcher. She wore brown boots and had a brown purse to match.

[A/N: Image does not belong to me. Something like this for Alya's outfit.]

"I decided to go out of my comfort zone this time," Alya smiled, radiating confidence. "You look amazing, babe!" Nino cheered, going and hugging his girlfriend. He kissed her cheek as I added, "Yeah! You look great!" "It's all thanks to Marinette," Alya stepped to the side to show said girl (who was hiding). Marinette was wearing a soft pink sundress that stopped at her mid thigh, a red and white flower design along the dress. She had a white cardigan on, white flats and a matching white clutch purse.

[A/N: Image does not belong to me. Something like this for Marinette's dress.]

"You look amazing, Marinette! Very cute!" I complimented her, making her face turn red. Marinette started to uncontrollably stutter, but Alya came to her side, "What she is trying to say, is thank you." I look back to Marinette and she rigidly nodded her head in agreement. "Alright! Let's go!" Alya cheered, grabbing Marinette's hand and pulling her along, me and Nino following behind.

*Time Skip, 30 Minutes*

*Y/N's POV*

We just finished our VIP meet and greet and got back to our dressing room, touching up our look and/or changing our outfits. Not long after, our manager came in, "Is everyone ready?" Sheena asked, looking around the room. "Yeah, Y/N just needs to get changed." Jiraiya said, motioning to me in the make-up chair. "Alright, everyone else, go get into your positions." Sheena said before quickly leaving the room, most likely to go check on multiple other things.

When the make-up artist was done, I stood up and called over my band mates, "Line up." Ever since our very first performance together, it's been tradition for them to line up and have me look them over. The twins were first, then Kylian and finally Jiraiya. The twins were wearing a white t-shirt, a tan jacket, dark green cargo pants, white sneakers and jewelry.

[A/N: Image does not belong to me. Something like this for Kairo's and Loyal's outfit.]

I straightened out one of Loyal's pant legs, as one cuff was risen higher than the other, and gave him a nod of approval. I move onto Kairo and straightened out his shirt and jacket, giving him the nod of approval as well. I turn to Kylian to see him wearing a white sweater with the sleeves pushed up, gray skinny jeans with material missing at his knees, white sneakers and his jewelry.

[A/N: Image does not belong to me. Something like this for Kylian's outfit.]

I straightened out his messy hair, getting a complaint from him. Once I was done I nodded in approval. When I finally turn to Jiraiya, he was waiting with a smile. I could tell he was nervous, so I smiled at him and wrapped my arm around his shoulders, "Relax, you'll be great, you always are!" His shoulder relaxed but his face held... disappointment? Before I could ask what's wrong, he changed the subject, "Thanks, how do I look by the way?" I pulled away and took a look at his outfit. He was wearing a clean, white button up shirt, light blue ripped jeans, white sneakers and his jewelry. "Handsome," I simply said, nodding in approval.

[A/N: Image does not belong to me. Something like this for Jiraiya's outfit.]

It looked like he blushed but quickly turned his head to our other band mates, "Okay, let's go. Get dressed and meet us out there." He started pushing the other three members out the door. "See you guys there!" I called out before they closed the door.

*3rd Person POV*

There was an awkward silence among the 4 band members that just left their leader. Kairo opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Jiraiya was trying hard to ignore their concerned glances, focusing on heading to their instruments. That is, until Kylian spoke up, "Y'know, he's not going to treat you any different unless you tell him how you feel."

Jiraiya made a sound of annoyance, "You don't think I know that?" Kylian rolled his eyes, "Oh my god, just tell him!" "I don't want to ruin what we have." Jiraiya said. "Well, your looks of longing and sadness towards our dear leader is making me uncomfortable. So tell him and stop with your moping!" Kylian said, exasperated. Jiraiya halted in his steps and got into Kylians face, "If I tell him how I feel and he rejects me, it's going to be extremely uncomfortable for all of us. Not just you." He pulled away and sped off towards his instrument, leaving the three boys behind.

Kylian stared off in the direction Jiraiya went with a glare, Kairo coughing uncomfortably and Loyal shifting from foot to foot. "That was awkward for us," Kairo mumble. Kylian 'tsk-ed', "Shut up."

*Time Skip*

*Adrien's POV*

After we made our way through a metal detector and the security guard scanned our tickets, we were handed some glow sticks. We cracked them as we made our way into the venue and placed them on our necks and wrists. We scanned the place and gawked, amazed at all the lights and decorations. There was a stand selling the bands merchandise and a couple stands that were selling snacks and drinks.

"Okay! Let's grab the merch now! That way we can leave immediately afterwards! The line isn't that long too!" Alya shouted over the noise of the crowd and background music. "Smart! That way we won't be late for our dinner!" I also shouted. All three of them looked at me, confused. "Uh, what do you mean: 'dinner', dude?!" Nino asked. "Um, our dinner with Ensnare? Did I not tell you we have Deluxe VIP tickets?!" I said, starting to get confused.

Everyone had blank looks on their faces before they screamed/shouted in excitement. "Why didn't you tell us we had Deluxe VIP tickets?!" Alya screamed, shaking my shoulders. "S-Sorry I-I f-forgot!" I tried to say while being violently shook. "This is so exciting! We get to meet them!" Marinette cheered, jumping in her spot, Alya joining her not long after.

"Oh, wait! Let's hurry up and get in line for the merch!" Alya paused, taking Marinette's hand and speed walking towards the line. Me and Nino looked at each other and chuckled, following after the girls.

*Time Skip*

*3rd Person POV*

The concert was about to begin, the four teens waiting with anticipation. Adrien looked down to his hands to see the shirt and magazine he bought at the merchandise stand. The shirt was a long sleeve crew neck and it was white, Ensnare's most recent album cover on the front. The magazine also had the bands album cover on the front, but when you opened it, it was pretty much a picture book. It was full of photos of the members, together and separate. Occasionally, there would be paragraphs explaining what was happening in the picture or why they were doing a that specific photo shoot.

Adrien was embarrassed to admit it, but the main reason he got the magazine was because of Y/N. The vendor for the stand had the magazine on display, and he had it opened to a picture of just Y/N. Y/N was dressed in an all red suit, his shirt slightly opened to reveal his chest a bit. The background for the picture was all red too, making Y/N's head and chest stand out the most, making him eye catching. Adrien convinced himself that he just wanted Y/N to sign the picture and that's why he got it, but deep down, he knew he just really liked that picture and wanted it in general.

Finally, a drum roll started. "It's time! The moment you've all been waiting for!" Once the announcer started, the entire venue erupted into a cheer. "Please welcome, Ensnare's favorite set of twins! Kairo and Loyal!" Said twins ran out onto stage, Kairo going to the edge and high fiving a few fans while Loyal sheepishly waved.

Once they made it to their assigned instruments, the announcer started up again, "Next, we have the bad boy, the heart breaker, Kylian!" The brunette ran out onto the stage, winking and blowing kisses to the female fans. "Second to last, we have the cool, collected, Jiraiya!" He calmly stepped out onto the stage, also waving and making his way to his instrument.

The drum roll sped up, "And finally... the leader and amazing vocalist... Y/N!" Time seemed to slow down for Adrien, the sounds of the crowd drowned out, only the sounds of his breathing, rapid heartbeat and the slow steps of Y/N walking onto the stage were present. But when Adrien saw Y/N... everything went silent, it was like he was deaf. The idol on stage was glowing, his silky hair shined, his eyes were vibrant, his skin clear and smooth... and not to mention his outfit. The male was wearing all black, except for his thin white belt. His dress shirt had the first few buttons undone and was tucked into his skinny jeans, dress shoes and silver jewelry completing his look.

[A/N: Image does not belong to me. Something like this for your (the reader) outfit.]

When Y/N made it to the microphone and greeted the crowd, it snapped Adrien out of his trance, "Bonsoir, everyone!" The blonde male realized how heavy his breathing was and how fast his heart rate was, his face felt hot and his palms sweaty. He wiped his forehead and started to control his breathing, 'What's wrong with me? Why am I acting like this?' Adrien thought, genuinely confused.

If Adrien wasn't so focused on his breathing, he would have connected that his 'problem' was right on the stage in front of him.

"Thank you all so much for coming to see us tonight! We really appreciate it! I hope you enjoy the show tonight, and since it's our last one, we have something special planned for you all!" Y/N explained, a large smile on his face. The crowd screamed once again. "Now, let's get on with it!"

*Time Skip, 1 hour*

The band had just finished playing their final song off of their most recent album. The crowd was screaming, confetti was everywhere, balloons that the stage hand had threw out were bouncing around, it was a moment none of the teens would forget.

Ensnare was taking a break, wiping sweat of their foreheads and chugging water bottles. About half way through the concert the twins had taken off their jackets and Kylian had thrown his sweater into the crowd, a lucky female fan catching it. The male only had an undershirt on now, his bicep tattoo of his guitar with music notes showing.

Y/N took a deep breath before grabbing the microphone again, "Y'all enjoying the concert?!" He got excited screams in return. He laughed into the microphone, causing Adrien's heart rate to spike up once more. "Well, we have something special planned for you all. Since this is the last concert of our first out of country tour, we are going to play a couple of our most favored covers!" The venue erupted.

Y/N laughed once again, and turned to Jiraiya, nodding to start. Said male then started to strum an American pop tune. The band played two covers of songs, but before they played their third, Y/N spoke into the microphone again, "This is our last song for the night! We all really appreciate you coming out here to support us tonight... Y'know, when we started this band, we never thought we would be popular enough to tour across the world. We wouldn't be here without you! WE LOVE YOU, FRANCE!" The crowd went wild, a quarter of the fans even started crying.

Y/N looked to his bandmates and they nodded. He turned back to the microphone and took a deep breath.

"I wish I knew you wanted me." The band started playing and Y/N continued to sing. "I wish I knew, I wish I knew you wanted me. I wish I knew, I wish I knew you wanted me. What you, ooh, uh, what you do? Made a move, coulda made a move. If I knew I'd be with you. Is it too late to pursue?"

Adrien didn't know what came over him. He mindlessly started to move through the crowd.

"I bite my tongue, it's a bad habit. Kinda mad that I didn't take a stab at it. Thought you were too good for me, my dear. Never gave me time of day, my dear. It's okay, things happen for, Reasons that I think are sure, yeah." Y/N continued to sing and dance. Whenever there was an opening, Adrien moved in, still moving forward.

"I wish I knew, I wish I knew you wanted me. I wish I knew (oh), I wish I knew you wanted me. I wish I knew (yeah), I wish I knew you wanted me (oh). I wish I knew, I wish I knew you wanted me." Adrien made it, he was at the front of the stage, so close to the siren known as Y/N.

Y/N saw something catch his eye, a mop of golden blond hair. He saw it belonged to a boy around his age, green starstruck eyes, tan skin with rosy cheeks... he was cute. The singer made his way to the boy, still singing. "Say to me (please just say to me), If this could wind up. I wish you wouldn't play with me. I wanna know (oh no),"

Y/N got right in front of Adrien and held out his hand. Adriens eyes were still wide with wonder as he placed his hand in Y/N's, still not fully processing the situation. No one knew what was going to happen next, except for Y/N. He lent down and kissed the back of Adriens hand, "Uh, can I bite your tongue like my bad habit?" Adriens face, ears and neck flushed red as Y/N winked and pulled away. The fans that were around them screamed in excitement, not ready for what just happened.

"Would you mind if I tried to make a pass at it? Were you not too good for me, my dear?Funny you come back to me, my dear. It's okay, things happen for, Reasons that I can't ignore, yeah. I wish I knew, I wish I knew you wanted me. I wish I knew (wish I knew), I wish I knew you wanted me (oh)." Y/N continued to dance and sing, oblivious to the angry/pained look Jiraiya was giving him. The other three band members were just surprised about what happened, eyes wide.

Adrien snapped out of his trance when he felt his phone buzzing. He pulled his phone out of his pocket to see a couple missed calls from Nino and Alya and multiple texts asking where he was. Adrien quickly typed back that he was on his way and looked to the stage once more. He didn't want to leave, wanting to be as close to Y/N as possible, but he knew he needed to get back to his friends.

He turned to head back into the crowd, but finally left the stage after one more longing look towards Ensnare's singer. The song ended when the blond reunited with his friends. "Dude! Where did you go?!" Nino shouted over the noise of the crowd. "Uh, bathroom!" Adrien shouted back.

Ensnare waved goodbye to the crowd, Loyal tossing his drumsticks into the crowd and Kylian and Y/N high fiving a few fans. The band was finally off stage and Jiraiya immediately went to his changing room without a word. Y/N noted that he would have to talk to him about what's wrong later.

Sheena came up to the rest of them, "Amazing work once again, boys! Now, go take a shower and get changed, your dinner is in an hour." They all went off and did just that. Y/N was now wearing a white t-shirt, black jeans, white sneakers and a black jean jacket. Kylian was wearing a black sweatshirt, black sweatpants and white sneakers. The twins were wearing a white t-shirt, dark blue jeans, white sneakers and a dark green jacket. Jiraiya wore a white button up shirt with black birds as the design, black ripped skinny jeans, and white sneakers.

The five boys met up after showering and changing (and a touch up from the make-up artists). Y/N instantly went to Jiraiya's side and whispered, "Whats wrong?" Jiraiya brushed him off, "Nothing."

Loyal cheered, "Let's go get our grub on!" At the opportunity to escape, Jiraiya left Y/N and questioned Loyal, "What dishes are you looking forward to?" He smiled. Loyal got stars in his eyes before going on a rant about certain dishes and how to make them. Before becoming a drummer, Loyal's dream job was to be a chef.

Kylian muttered to Y/N, "At least we know if the band ever breaks up Loyal has a fall back." He ended with a chuckle, Y/N joining him.

They made it to the private dining room and opened the doors. None of the band members were ready to see the people waiting for them... more accurately a specific person. Y/N halted in his step and his breath caught in his throat. In front of him was the blonde that he kissed on the back of the hand. He still had those rosy cheeks.

Y/N lightly blushed in embarrassment, 'I never thought I would see him again! Otherwise, I wouldn't have kissed his hand!' But he cleared his throat, stepped forward, and held out his hand with a kind smile, "My name is Y/N, it's a pleasure to meet you! What's your name?"

#reader insert #x reader #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste x reader #adrien agreste #adrien agreste x male reader #x male reader #chat noir x male reader #chat noir x reader #chat noir #idol fanfic

[howhow326]

First day of college is tomorrow so

Team Miraculous Headcanons!

(Note: I feel like the temp heros arent fleshed out as much so im only talking about their role on the team and the difference between their civilian and hero persona.)

Ladybug & Chat Noir: you already know.

Rena Rouge & Carapace: Just like the two lovebirds up there, I think there personalities swap in their hero personas. While Alya is the more rational one and Nino the coming up with crazy ideas, Rena is the crazy idea girl and Carapace is the one that wants everyone to think things through. In combat, Carapace is a frontliner like Chat Noir but with meatshield bent. Rena rarely sees combat because she's more of a mission control/guy in the chair/Navigator and yes I can randomly make persona references that supports the team from the shadows with illusions and spying on the villain.

Queen Bee: This might contradict canon but idc, Queen Bee is nice! Like yeah, she still insults her teammates, but not to their faces anymore! Chloe's making an effort to not be bad and she's failing, but it's the thought that counts right? In battle, Chloe is just doing her best Ladybug impression and it's not too bad.

Vesperia: If Queen Bee is Chloe trying to be nice, then Vesperia is Zoe being a savage! The girl has a lot of pent up anger from living with Audrey and Chloe at the same time, so she deserves to cut loose a bit. Vesperia is one of the heroes that uses the most taunts and insults against villains, sometimes to bait them but most of the time it's just her being a little bad. She's a frontliner but with an emphasis on dodging hits and grabbing attention.

Viperion: Luka is approachable, Viperion is not. He has creepy eyes and half of Paris is convinced he's psychic and can read minds (which isn't entirely wrong, he just reads emotions). The bad rep dosen't bother Luka too much, but it gets annoying when his teammates are scared of him.

Pegasus: Despite being a nerd, Max really isn't an uptight person. As long as something dosen't endanger himself, he's open to trying new things. Pegasus isn't. He lowkey believes he's surrounded by idiots including Ladybug (but he obeys her orders cause she hasn't really lost yet). Half of Paris is also terrified by him because he's able to pull off Batman levels of big brain during a fight.

King Monkey: Most of the temp's hero personas have different personalities but King monkey really is just Kim in monkey suit. Max has lowkey sussed out his identity, Kim suspects nothing.

Ryuko: Kagami is calm, which is why no one has figured out her identity because Ryuko is cRaZy. She's like one of those middle schoolers pretending to be their favorite anime character but WITH REAL POWERS! Villains are also scared of her because she has like 3 powers for some reason.

Purple Tigress: What more can I add? We all saw her: a raging cat lesbian. She's a berserker!

Pigella: She's like that one "threatening positivity" post: you will feel better, you have no choice >:)". the Love square between her and Tigress is real also. In fight she's like those really annoying spell casters that hypnotize your party members.

Miss Hound: When Sabrina transforms she just goes full Chloe! All the years of being mistreated come out as her being 10× meaner than any other hero! Miss Hound dodges a villains attack? "And thats why your useless, utterly useless!" She and Vesperia are besties!

#miraculous ladybug #ml headcanons #miraculous ladybug headcanons #team miraculous #ladybug #chat noir #rena rouge #alya sugar #carapace #queen bee #ml vesperia #viperion #zoe lee #luka couffaine #ml pegasus #max kante #king monkey #le chien kim #ryuko #kagami tsuguri #purple tigress #juleka couffaine #pigella #rose lavillant #miss hound #sabrina raincomprix

[intercoursefluids]

Where Do I Belong Chapter 8

Damian stared down at the sleeping twins on the bed, painfully aware of Alya, Jon’s sister’s best friend, burning a hole into the side of his head.

“What?” Damian asked, looking away from the two to check his phone.

His father and Clark should be there soon, they had been packing up her room for her. (Clark had been using his super speed while Bruce handled hiring transportation to get everything shipped over.)

“So, Mari is fine now, the other guy-” Alya began, gesturing to bed.

“Jon.” Damian interrupted

“-Jon, is asleep, so we’re just gonna say he’s fine too. So how about this, we are all left in the dark in some way or other, you share what you know and we share what we know” She broached, pulling out a chair and taking a seat.

Damian thought it over, on one hand, it felt like a violation of Jon’s trust to tell them everything.

On the other hand, everyone really needed to be on the same page here.

Damian took a seat, coming to the decision to only share the cold hard facts of what he knew. Nothing about how anyone took the news or the how they felt about it.

“Do you want me to start?” Damian asked, sending one last glance to his friend and long lost sister.

They were both dead asleep, though they seemed to have migrated from their previous positions.

Well, Marinette had moved, Jon was still in the same stiff position he had fallen asleep in, lying on his back and holding on to her hand tightly. Careful not to cross any of the boundaries Alya had set up.

Marinette had no such reservations. She had tossed her arm over Jon, and her knee looked like it was digging into his side. Damian doubted he could feel it.

“Yeah, you seem to know more about what’s going on than us anyway.” Nino said, taking a seat next to Alya.

“Very well.” Damian replied, debating on where to start.

Alya must have seen his internal struggle, offering up a starting point.

“How about you start when it was decided to come get Mari? I feel like anything before that she should tell us herself, y’know, after she finds out.” She reasoned, shooting a glance to her friend.

Damian nodded, checking his phone as it dinged.

It was Father, they would be a little later than expected and were asking what everyone wanted for dinner.

“Excuse me, it’s my Father. He is bringing back dinner for everyone and wants to know what you all would like.” Damian explained, feeling a little guilt about delaying the explanation.

Alya and Nino shared a glance before shrugging.

“I don’t eat pork but other than that I think were good with anything, Mari too.” Nino said, nodding his head in her direction.

“That is fine, I don’t eat meat at all. It’s nothing they aren’t used to working around.” Damian said, sending his father their requests before putting his phone away.

“I apologize for the interruption. Now, the decision to come get Marinette was made about a week ago, when we received a call from her guardian. He told us that her adoptive parents had passed and that they believed it best for her to come live with her biological parents, if they would have her.” Damian explained, laying out the facts as he knew them.

He refused to mention how they had cried.

How Jon had shown up outside his window in the middle of the night in the middle of a panic attack.

How he had cried so hard he had thrown up in Damian’s bathroom.

How he had been unable to sleep well since the call had come in, how he hadn’t slept whatsoever in the past 48 hours as they prepared to come to Paris.

How he’d shaken the entire plane ride, terrified that she would want nothing to do with them for abandoning her.

Regardless of the fact that the Kents had not abandoned her, in any sense of the word.

“We offered to give her longer, to pack her belongings and say her goodbyes to everyone but we were assured she would be ready by the end of the week. As you can see, that was not the case.”

“We were led to believe that she was informed about everything that was happening, that she approved of the plan.” Damian shook his head, leaning back in his chair.

Nino looked understanding, if a little pained by his explanation.

Alya on the other hand, seemed furious.

She shot up from her seat, pacing back and forth and running a hand through her hair.

She was muttering under her breath, something that Damian wisely chose to tune out.

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[beezonia]

A little bit shy, but she’s got the guts.

A Marichat drabble for @asukiess loveybug week!

[My brain has been rotating the loveybug au around for a long time, so you get this!]

You’d think as herself she’d be less of a mess around Cat Walker.

But god forbid a girl actually flirt successfully, Marinette was still her usual floundering mess when it came to the stone faced hero.

It was painful as much as it was embarrassing and she’d rather burry herself under covers then be here right now.

At least as Lovey she could be more confident with her affection, and Marinette sure had guts, but it just wasn’t enough.

SO SOMEONE TELL HER WHY CAT WALKER WOULD NOT STOP BUMPING INTO HER LATELY?!

Well civilian her.

Like last time it was at the cafe, Marinette had just finished a small study session with Alya and no sooner then later he appeared to rant!

ABOUT LOVEYBUG HERSELF OH MY GOD!

And now, supposedly alone on her balcony her he was, waiting for the one and only Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Not anyone else, just her.

“Hi Marinette.”

A pause.

“Hi kitty, what’s up?”

Another longer pause.

“Can we talk again, about anything I don’t care.”

Marinette nods, patting the empty spot on the lounge chair next to her.

Cat Walker jumps down from her railings, a short sigh leaving his lips. It must be hard being such a stone cold hero, it must be hard deflecting love.

Her own love.

“Do you have a favourite fruit?”

Oh way to go Marinette, what a stupid question! He’s laughing? Oh god he’s laughing.

“I don’t really know, I like kiwi or passion fruit but I wouldn’t say their my favourite.”

She smiles slightly.

“Here I thought you’d be a blackberry type of guy, or maybe even a lemon guy!”

They share a quick laugh, but he instantly snaps back into stoic mode. As usual he’s being guarded with her, wether it be Lovey or just normal Marinette.

He was always closed off, deflecting her love. For the greater good she supposed.

“Hey, you okay?”

It’s his question that snaps her back to reality. Her lips parted in embarrassment as they continue to stare at each other.

“Yeah, boy problems I guess.”

What the actual fuck Marinette?!

“Oh? A crush.”

Another pause.

“Yeah, the guy I likes a little dense and won’t really reciprocate my affection. But it doesn’t matter.”

Walker takes her hands, and Marinette knows she blushing because holy shit he’s made the first move, holy shit he’s actually initiating contact with her!

“Anyone would be lucky to have you.”

Oh my fucking god, had she just fallen even more in love with this guy because of one sentence?!

Absofuckinglutely!

———-

[Okay, you’ll notice I made lovey! Marinette slightly salty and a bit of a gremlin!

Maybe this is like a few weeks after they’ve established their relationship, and she’s sorta giving up trying to balance her flirty lovey alter ego and her usual hopeless case self.

And she’s just fed up, she can’t flirt with him as Marinette because then he’ll know she’s lovey and as lovey he doesn’t really reciprocate her feelings. And when he talks to her as Marinette he amplifies that so she’s stuck.

Yeah I have thoughts about this au and sorry it’s a bit angsty oh my god :( ]

#loveybug au week #loveybug au #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #cat walker #marichat

[princess-of-the-corner]

I just thought of the way to make Alya's little sisters a little more distinct from one another in a hypothetical reboot or maybe even of the later seasons of the current cartoon. Rena Rogue and Carapace go to Alya's room after an akuma fight and Nino detransforms while Rena forgets to do and the twins walk in on them making out. Etta runs out while Ella stays and she has the following exchange with Rena and Nino-

Nino- this isn't what it looks like!

Ella- Alya is Rena Rogue?

Rena- oh, then it's exactly what it looks like. Trixx, let's rest.

Meanwhile, Etta gets akumatized and goes after Nino. Alya shows up as herself (while loaning the fox miraculous to one of the other heroes who uses mirage to create an illusion of themself and Rena Rogue) and tells the akumatized Etta that Alya has a Rena Rogue cosplay and that she and Nino were roleplaying. Etta cheerfully goes "ok Hawk Moth, you have your powers back" and detransforms. After they return home, Alya tells Etta the actual truth about how she's Rena Rogue. After this Etta tries to convince Alya to let her be the Robin of the team while Ella is content with being a junior guy in the chair.

Ha!

Honestly though I get why Ella and Etta don't have much individual personality, but yeah if we had more than two episodes of them I'd like to see more.

[aalissy]

Star Sign

Honestly this chapter is just 1,000 words of pure Marichat fluff. There is no plot here haha. I hope you guys still like it! Lemme know what you think :)

AO3

“What’s your star sign?” Marinette asked, tilting her head back to blink up at Chat Noir. They were currently both resting on her lounge chair, his hands in her hair as he neatly braided it. Her lips twitched with amusement as she noticed that his tongue was stuck out with concentration, focusing on her hair.

He frowned, lifting an eyebrow as he met her gaze. “Why do you want to know?”

She shrugged one shoulder. “Just curious, I suppose. I can’t know your real name but I figured a star sign couldn’t hurt.”

Chat chuckled, resuming his braiding. “I’m a Libra.”

Marinette hummed, facing her head forward as her eyes closed. It was lovely having his fingers in her hair. 

A Libra though. That certainly made sense. He was definitely very fair and had a strong sense of justice, especially during akuma attacks. After a brief pause where she simply enjoyed the feeling of someone playing with her hair, she murmured another question, “September or October?”

He choked out another laugh and she grinned at the sound. “September. Why does that matter?”

“Just curious.” Her eyes fluttered open and her gaze drifted to her planner. She’d have to pick a date in September and celebrate Chat’s birthday. It could be a nice, fun little surprise for the both of them. Plus, if Marinette was the one picking the date there’d be no chance of knowing his real birth date. That could be a little too personal.

“What about you?” Chat’s fingers slowed. “What’s your zodiac sign?”

She snickered, unable to stop herself from turning around to look back at him. Amusement flickered in her sapphire blue eyes and she raised an eyebrow. “You were literally at my birthday party. You seriously don’t remember?”

He stuck his tongue out at her before huffing. “I know when your birthday is, I just don’t know what the sign is for that month.”

Marinette turned back around, shaking her head. “A Leo. I’m a Leo.”

Her braids must have been finished because Chat was simply running his fingers through her hair. She tilted her head back into the touch, humming to herself softly. They should do this more often.

“A Leo?” he whispered, leaning close to her. His breath brushed against her ear and caused a shiver to race up her sign. “That’s the lion, right?”

Marinette giggled and nodded her head. “Yes, I’m a lion. Rawr.” She lifted her hands up in mock claws.

Chat chuckled, quiet and deep. “A big cat. No wonder we’re such good friends. We’re both cats.”

“Yes, that’s the reason we’re good friends. Because we’re both cats.” Her voice was filled with amusement. Of course that’s exactly what Chat thought about her being a Leo. Why would she have thought anything else? 

The two were quiet for a few moments later. Simply basking in the other’s presence as Chat lightly ran his fingers through her hair. 

As they sat in the comfortable silence, Marinette’s thoughts drifted, turning to the other Libra she knew in her life. Particularly the one that she had fallen head over heels in love with. The one that she had spent hours googling on whether or not their signs were compatible. 

They were. And she remembered the next countless hours that she had spent talking with Alya about it. She had gushed about how perfect they were for each other and how they were made for each other. Destined in the stars she had called it.

Marinette’s eyes opened, glimmering with fondness as she recalled those memories. Of course, Chat was also a Libra. It probably explained why they were such good partners.

“You know, I know another Libra,” she murmured, breaking their silence.

He stiffened, his fingers pausing in her hair. She frowned, wondering why he had stopped. Chat cleared his throat before hesitantly saying, “Do you now?”

“Yes.” Marinette gave a swift nod of her before chuckling. “Though I suppose you two couldn’t be more different from each other.”

He exhaled, his body instantly relaxing as he resumed his ministrations in her hair. “He’s not as pawsome as I am then?”

“No, that’s not what I meant.” She swatted behind her lightly, missing him completely. “You’re just both different.”

“How so?”

“Well, for one thing, Adrien makes less terrible puns.” Marinette couldn’t stop herself from snickering.

Chat instantly gasped, turning her around so that she could face him. His mouth was gaped open in mock offense, a hand on his chest. “My puns are pawsitively purrfect! And I know mew love them!”

“Love is an overstatement.” She rolled her eyes, her voice dry. 

He tapped her nose knowingly, his eyes glimmering at her. “Don’t deny it purrincess. I’ve seen you smile and laugh at them.”

Marinette’s lips slowly began to twitch into a small grin against her will. “From how bad they are maybe.”

“Look, see! You’re smiling now! I win!” Chat cheered, his own face splitting into a wide beam.

She reached around him, grabbing the pillow and proceeding to hit him with it. He stood up, laughing, and began running around her room but she simply chased after him, continuing her attack. 

“Take it back!” Marinette’s laughter mixed with his as they made a mess of her room.

Eventually, Chat raised his arms in surrender, his snorts coming out in between pants for air. “Alright, alright, I take it back! You win.”

She dropped the pillow back onto her chaise, a smug grin on her lips. “I always win.”

His eyes narrowed before he wiggled his fingers at her menacingly. “I think you might be regretting that statement.”

Marinette’s eyes widened and she took a slow step back, a giggle escaping her as imaginary fingers brushed against her side. She shook her head carefully, keeping an eye on Chat as he approached her. “You wouldn’t.”

“I would,” he said right before diving for her, his hands tickling her sides and stomach as she squealed. 

Marinette just barely managed to duck out of his hold as she sprinted up her ladder to her bed. She heard his footsteps racing up after her as she shoved open the trapdoor to her balcony. “Ladybug, oh Ladybug save me!” she shouted out. “Your partner’s gone rogue!”

“There’s no Ladybug to save you this time!” Chat laughed before following her out to her balcony. 

He backed her into the corner of her railing before picking her up, spinning her around in a tight hug. She buried her grin in his shoulder, her chest bubbling with pure happiness. This was exactly the way every day should end.

#marichatmay2023 #marichatmay #fluff #marichat #love square #ml fic #fic #fanfic #miraculous ladybug #ml #mlb #miraculous

[the-hellhounds]

The big Easter egg hunt! Woo!

Having gathered the guys around, Haechan thought it would be a great day and given it was also Easter weekend, he asked of them to get bags of plastic eggs and fill them with chocolates with him to hide for Minjun.

"I could be playing league of legend right now and winning," Mark had whined along with some of the others as he held a plastic egg that was in the color yellow. "Maybe even eating some chips."

Glaring over to him, Haechan throws a mini m&m packet to his head. "What you should be doing is shoving candy into plastic eggs before I shove them up your ass." He snaps as he works on fixing the basket he had bought for his son. "This is my boys first egg hunt and I want to see his happy face when he finds all of them. This includes grass rashes and back aches."

Seeing as he was determined to make his only son happy, the others hurry with their duties.

Renjun and Jeno having Minjun inside the house as they bathed him and changed him into a new diaper and clothes.

"See? Taking a bath wasn't all that bad, was it?" Renjun smiles, brushing the small hair on top of the baby's head to style it neatly.

The baby only babbling away as he was entertained with the ducky plushie that Jeno had gotten him.

"How does so much poop come from something so small?" Holding a pair of shoes in hand, Jeno stares amazed and flabbergasted over how they had gotten to cleaning up the small boy. His diaper full and tears streaming down his full cheeks when they got to him.

"Your digestive system does wonders," Renjun answers. "Alright! I think we're done." He smiles once they had gotten the little baby changed and into his shoes. Placing him down on the floor, they help him walk out and to the backyard where everyone had just finished running around to hide eggs.

"Minjunnie!! Baby!" Running over to scoop up his son in his arms, he litters his face in kisses. The baby giggling loudly at his father's affections. Each day filled with happiness and love from his parent. "Are you ready to find some eggs?"

"Some? Make that more than 50 eggs..." Muttering from next to his twin, Kyun elbows Hanbin in the ribs.

"You'll be like that too once you have a kid." Kyun says.

"I doubt it." Walking off to the shade, Hanbin sits in a chair while everyone cheered on the only baby of their pack.

After hours of squating down and kneeling next to Minjun, Haechan slowly regrets buying so many eggs for him to look for. "How many is that?" He calls to his pack.

"I think that's 34 with the pink one he found next to Jaehyun!" Taeyong yells as he and Jaemin kept track.

"Oh, make that 35. He found one by the hose." Jaemin says. "I can't wait to do this with my own child next year." Jaemin smiles, his excitement of becoming a father having grown since he found out his mate was pregnant.

"Yay! He found one of mine!" Ten cheers with a glass of margarita in hand.

Groaning and flopping on the grass, Haechan let's the sun shine on him, sweat having begun to form at his hairline. "The things I do for my offspring..."

T-list : @fallenangel-oc ( staci & alya ♥︎ × ♥︎ ) - @lovesick-hyuck ( ♥︎ ) - @witch-renjunnie ( ♥︎ ) - @monsterhigh-cb ( jaemin ♥︎ ) - @helluvaboss-cb ‐ @badbf-cb ( lisa ♥︎ ) - @livealittleoc-cb - @k-dislyte ( moonbyul ♥︎ ) - @redroom-cb ( chae ♥︎) - @universe-of-superm ( little lion ♥︎ ) @kitsuneboyscb ( taeil & kun ♥︎ × ♥︎) - @theonesxcb - @ateezmystery ( yeosang ♥︎ ) - @frathouse-cb ( sicheng ) - @uridealbf-cb - @uridealgf-cb - @raiden-oc ( 🌺 ♥︎ ) - @clubwnderland - @domxbot - @kimheebby - @fantasyaespa - @league-of-assassins - @angelsxdemons-cb ( karina ♥︎ ) - @dreampodcast - @kavengers-assemble - @thepack-cb - @dc-heroes-cb [dm for + or -]

[artzychic27]

DC Villain Kids: *Posing dramatically atop a ledge as lightning strikes behind them*

DC Hero Kids: …

Reshma: Have they been standing there that whole time?

Jean: I’ll ask.

Aurore: Don’t-

Jean: How long have you guys been posing like that for?!

Marinette: No one answer them-

Adrien: TWO HOURS!

—

Marinette wears a lot of suits

As a prank, Alya puts multiple locks on the other students lockers and has them solve multiple riddles in order to figure out the combinations

Nathaniel gets noticeably more aggressive as he grows. All it takes is some gentle coaxing from Marc to get him to shrink back to his normal size

Zoé is responsible for most of them, seeing as their parents are her dad’s enemies

Like his dad, Kim loves watching BET

Adrien will sit anywhere but in his chair

The classes have “Good vs Evil Battles” after school until they’re called home

Cosette: Taste lightning, crazy! *Strikes Marinette with a bolt of lightning*

*Juleka swipes one of Zoé’s bird-a-rangs and throws it at Marc, causing his laser eyes to veer and hit a billboard, so it’s about to fall on top of unsuspecting civilians. However, Marc catches it just in time*

*Aurore summons a tidal wave to knock Kim and Ivan back. While Aurore is distracted, Rose hooks a vine around her ankle and has it drag her down the street*

Nathaniel: *Trying to catch Denise as they’re flying around him* QUIT MOVING!

Jean: Eit mih pu! *With his magic, a glowing rope ties itself around Nathaniel*

*Max deploys a swarm of miniature drones to attack Ismael, only for them to be defeated quickly by him using his ice breath*

Adrien: *Swinging his sledgehammer at Mireille* You’re not gonna win, you bunch’a hero brats!

Reshma: We will just see about that, you-

Sabine: Marinette! Come home! I need you to mend my dress!

DC Kids: …

DC: Class: …

Nino: You, uh… *Snickers* Mending mommy’s dress, Nettie?

Marinette: You- shut up! She and Papa Tom are having date night!

Nathaniel: *Laughs* She could not have done this at a worse time!

Aya: Nathaniel, you shrink back down right now, and come inside! It’s almost time for dinner.

Nathaniel: Ma! In front of them?!

Denise: This couldn’t get more embarrassing.

Dejah: Jean, sweetie! You’re gonna be late for tap class!

Jean: … Ya’ll better not say a fucking word, alright?

—

They’re always causing some sort of chaos in the classroom until Mme. Bustier walks out and says, “I need more coffee for this.”

Myléne knows the fears of every teacher at school

The DC Villain Kids has weekly fight clubs, just to let off a little steam from school and their daily lives

The DC Villain Kids and DC Hero Kids are well-known in this AU. It’s hard to not notice a girl wearing clown makeup, a guy with crocodile teeth, a giant redhead, a girl staying underwater for ten minutes, or a guy running the hundred-meter dash in five seconds... I mean, right? No one’s subtle at all

Adrien has an expansive mallet collection in his room. His father and Nathalie know damn well to never touch them again

There are Villain Girls Night Outs (Without Lila) and Villain Guys Night Outs where they just cause mayhem and try to rob a bank or two

The Villains’ method for conflict resolution is a little… Unorthodox. Basically, Nathaniel closes his hands around the ones fighting and keeps them in there until they work their issues out

Adrien likes to do spontaneous cartwheels around the school. No one questions it

Juleka likes to steal all sorts of jewelry for Rose

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb ocs #akuma class #science kids #dc hero kids #dc villain kids #dc comics #headcanons #mlb au #mlb

[theographos]

I’m a Miraculous Ladybug fan

The thing that I love with Miraculous Ladybug, it has so much potential, but it seems that only the fans see the true colors of the show, the amount of things it could have been, the big healthy influence it could have been for the kids watching it. I like how it reminds something that most writers forgets : characters are often like human beings. You’re maybe the reason why they exist, but it doesn’t mean they have to fit the box you decided they would be in. One day, they will become too big for this box. So :

* No, Marinette is not the perfect heroine, her need to control her pairs isn’t the best solution, and she needs to lay back a little and accept spontaneity. She isn’t confident with herself either, but maybe she wants to be like her bff, loud and always able to put people in their place. Maybe, a certain relationship with a cat will learn her that sometimes being calm, wise and accepting that everyone is gray is the best to help someone. For example, when her school enemy, the one she thought was the most evil creature in this world ends up akumatized and the akuma is inside a miraculous. She can’t destroy a miraculous of course, her only choice is to talk to her and hoping she will reject the akuma...

* No, Adrien isn’t a hero who obeys. He spends all of his life obeying and accepting everything his father will throw at him, because he loves him he would never do anything to hurt him. He needs to be free from orders, destroying his “picture perfect” image and have fun. Though he would still follow Ladybug’s order, he only knows that after all. But maybe when he finally gets friends and that he learns how to fight unless letting people walk all over him, he will less obey, and be more spontaneous. It won’t work at first, the two of them will fight and separate several times. Until one day, a fox superhero called Volpina arrives. And after understanding she lied, they cooperate and balance each other almost perfectly. And he likes that, he likes being equal to someone. Maybe that Ladybug isn’t an authority figure, maybe she is a partner after all...

* No Marinette’s classmates do not have to be superheroes in order to help people and have character development.     -Alya is a great journalist and has been seen as Ladybug’s “guy in the chair” while being Rena Furtive, maybe she can be her “guy in the chair” who doesn’t know her true identity, and helps her investigating Papillon’s true identity, understanding how to not jump into conclusion and will still being critical of Ladybug’s decision (after all, she can’t trust her completly, she doesn’t know who she is). She is also Marinette’s loud and confident friend. She takes shit from no one, and like her older sister, she tends to be harsh with her words. Maybe she’ll learn that attacking isn’t always about being in first line because sometimes you can do as much damage from the back. Maybe when she is stuck with a random guy from her class (who is also in love with her bestie apparently) in a zoo, after she had a harsh conversation about how his behavior with her bff will never win her heart, she sees him sad. She doesn’t want to spend hours in a cage with a crying man, and it’s also one of the first times she sees the effects of her harsh talk on someone she thought was “bad”. Maybe talking to him calmly and asking his point of view will help him calm down ?

    -Nino is someone chill who wants to have fun and doesn’t really care about authority. Maybe he can be inspired by Chat Noir’s carefree attitude, but starts to question it when he learns that the girl he likes risks her life everyday in order to take down Papillon. He is scared for her, and maybe wants to protect her by making her stop what she is doing. When he discovers he is doing exactly what the adult he hates so much are doing, he stops. If Alya wants to fight, he will fight too. Running head first into danger, and at some point having to prove to Ladybug that he has what it takes to be a superhero. Maybe he could learn that protecting someone isn’t about putting them in a cage, but letting them roaming around without care isn’t the best option for them either. (And also that his type is confident girl lmao)

     -Chloe is pretentious, entitled and mean. But she also craves her mother’s love and has done everything to own it. She needs to discover what she really wants. Like keeping her bestfriend by her side, or make people happy. When she discovered superheroes existed, she wanted to be one. She deserved it ! But days past and she did not have any superpower. She will show to this ridicule Ladybug her potential ! She followed the Ladyblog to know everything about her, she bought the costume and trained hard everyday. She never felt more proud of herself then when she accomplished someone by herself, without her dad’s or mom’s influence. Maybe, one day she’ll found the bee miraculous, thinking she finally earned it. But no, all she does is mistakes. First she abandons and Papillon akumatizes her. Then she tries even harder with the help of Ladybug. How weird, she is happier and has more friends when she does what she wants, and not what her mother wants...

     -Sabrina is always there to help her friend. Like her father taught her, serving french citizens was a noble cause. Though she still feels sad when her friend is mean to her. One day, she even ends up akumatized because of that. She needs to understand that taking care of someone isn’t letting that person be mean to you, and it’s not the only thing she can do. After she was akumatized, her bestfriend becomes nicer. After she became friends with Marinette, but then stopped that too, she understood that her feelings matter, and that she couldn’t be able to take care of someone if she didn’t take care of herself. Of course she still doubts, she stills belittle herself and even if Chloe is changing, there are ups and downs. Then her bff becomes a superhero, and she feels left out. She finds the courage to tell it to her best friend, and for once, she is the one getting comforted and take cared of. One day, an akuma attacks the school, Chloe needs to go in order to transform herself, and the teachers aren’t there to calm the student. So she does it. Without even thinking, she manages to hide everyone in a safe place, help with the very few students who are hurt, and make sure Chloe is alone so she can transform. Maybe taking care of someone isn’t about doing everything they want, maybe she can do more, like handling crisis situations or making sure everyone matters, even herself.

Maybe this show could be about students who learn how to be their true selves in the healthiest way, and that kids are always putting themselves in any kind of danger (whether it’s fighting an obsessive father that could kill them at any seconds, choosing to confront the liar of their school, or refusing to talk about their problems to someone), and they will still do it as they grow up. And maybe confront it to an obsessive father, who keeps everything to himself, who likes when things are going his way and take things for granted, like the love of his son or the loyalty of his assistant and his bodyguard.

And from this fight, the moral would be that you don’t need superpowers to fight and/or be safe, you need a good support system and confronting yourself and how you were raised instead of thinking everything you do is the best thing. 

And also, that not everything is what it seems to be. Maybe the bad guy creates henchmen to make sure the Miraculous of the Ladybug and the Chat Noir are given to people, so he can take them. But once it happens, he continues to create henchmen. Is it to take down those superheroes ? Or is it to occupy them while he is planing his real attack against them ? Is it to make sure they don’t notice how he is slowly but surely investigating on how to obtain the mysterious last thing he needs in order to make his wish ?

This is why i’m a Miraculous Ladybug fan, because what i’ve written is one of the hundred ways to create a serie around this concept and the pre established characters. And it’s ironic to see the serie becoming worse and worse with time (even if I must say, season 5 in terms of narration isn’t as horrible as other seasons) while reading fanfictions that are exceptional while keeping the same concept.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous rewrite #miraculous fandom

[imsparky2002]

Miraculous Vampire AU - The other monster classmates

Alya

A young demon who happens to be great friends with the gorgon Mylene, and the other vampires.

Keeps trying to get the souls of her human classmates. A very cunning demoness.

Is in love with her human boyfriend, Nino. She loved his electronic music, and found him to be incredibly cute. He got the privilige of being invited to her home in Hell.

Rides to school on a chariot driven by skeleton horses.

She likes to frighten people that annoy her. You’ll find her lurking around in her black robe, hiding in the shadows ready to scare some poor soul.

Mylene

A gorgon with scaly green skin, and snakes for hair. She also has fangs and the bottom half of a snake. All of her s’s have a hissing sound to them.

Wears a bandana over her snakes, and sunglasses so that her other human classmates don’t turn to stone.

Very protective of animals and the environment. Loves speaking in reptilian language to her snake friends.

You’ll find her slithering around the school, hiding from bullies. She loves it when students give her fish.

Her and fellow monster Ivan are in a loving relationship. His body is made of stone, so she can’t turn him into a statue.

Ivan

A young golem who protects the school from harm. His body is made of stone, so he is unable to be transformed by Mylene.

Since he is very strong, Ivan has to be careful not to accidentally destroy anything. The school made some accomodations for Ivan, such as stronger chairs and furniture.

A quiet and mild-mannered guy who just wants to keep his loved ones safe from danger.

Keeps away from salt crystals as it hurts his skin.

His best human friends with Kim and Max, who are fascinated by him. Ivan is thankful for the appreciation.

And that’s the other friends. Next time, we’ll get into the two vampires (Luka and Kagami) and the one human (Adrien) fighting for Marinette’s undead heart! The Demon Alya thing was inspired by @justanotherpersonsuniverse and I also want to say check out Mirrorverse by me, @artzychic27 and @msweebyness . Bye for now and lemme know what you think in the replies, reblogs, and asks.

#alya cesaire #alya #mylene haprele #mylene #ivan bruel #ivan #miraculous vampire au #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #demon #gorgon #golem #vampire

[generalluxun]

Fanfiction: Swimming in Circles, Chapter 1

Just a little fic in honor of Pride Month. University-aged Marinette encounters a new guy who turns her world upside down in a post-hawkmoth, post-Adrien(but still friends!) world.

Link to the fic on my AO3 page in bio, full test of the chapter under the cut. As always comments welcome.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng was in trouble, and she knew it. It was a familiar kind of trouble, but one that hadn’t come knocking in years. The flushed cheeks, the sweaty palms -even underwater- and the sudden lack of coordination that was all the more alarming in her current activity.  You see, Marinette was swimming, or trying to at this point, and making a bad job of it all things considered.

Normally her laps were peaceful, serene, a great way to unwind from classes. She would grab one of the two lanes set aside for laps at the pool and burn through her 1.5 Kilometers without incident. She’d been doing it for years, ever since conquering her fear. It also just felt good to know that not all of her physical prowess came from a pair of earrings. This time she’d bumped into the wall, fouled herself in the lane lines, and swallowed enough water to make herself feel queasy. She stopped at the shallow end and clung to the wall, barely daring to peek at the cause of her problems.

He was blond, so maybe I have a type, his hair was so feathery and light it made her fingers itch to run through it. It was cut just above the shoulders, and had body Marinette would kill for. Sunglasses atop his head, which wasn't uncommon for lifeguards, but he wore them like a tiara. Eyes bluer than the deep end, at least that part is different, and one of those cocky little easy smiles that flashed perfect teeth and made her toes curl.

Sleek and cuddleable, but with just enough firm muscle that she could imagine herself feeling safe in his arms. The cropped white T-shirt he wore with his red trunks gave a full view of abs she could lay her head on all day. Over all of it was body language that kept pulling her back. Some lifeguards were Lords, some were bored, some were just there to pick up, this guy felt like he both owned the pool and was glad people were enjoying it. It was casual confidence in a slouch that was disarming without being sloppy.

In her mind, he turned to her. Those deep blues widening slightly before one eyebrow arched in a playful smirk, and he said, ”hey.”

She knew it was only in her head, but still she was powerless. She sank lower in the water to soothe her inflamed cheeks. She was in university now, and so her brain had a lot more to work with than the last time she’d had this kind of a reaction to a guy.

“Hey.” the word echoed again; gentle, teasing.

“Hey.” Forceful this time, louder. His tone was rich, but the joke never left it.

“Lane 1!”

Marinette blinked and shook her head. She was lane one right now. She looked up, and.. He really was looking at her. Confusion and bemusement playing across his features. Marinette managed a juddering, ”Y-yes?”

He extended the arm he wasn’t leaning on in his high-backed Lifeguard’s chair. waggling the fingers of his hand towards the side of the pool, “Pauses are okay, but if you need a longer breather, could you get out of the lane and let someone else swim a few laps?”

"Oh!" Marinette sank slightly lower in shame, then slunk to the ladder.

As she climbed out another swimmer slipped into the lane and began their own exercise immediately. Marinette mastered her blush and glanced one more time back at the lifeguard, he gave her a tip of his head and a thousand watt smile before turning his eyes back to the pool. Marinette fast-walked to her seat, dried her hands and snatched her phone up in a heartbeat.

Marinette:OMG OMG OMG

Marinette:Hot guy alert!

She flipped to a second conversation and wrote something a little more coherent.

Marinette:I think I did it! Slump defeated!

A notification came in on the first conversation. 

Alya: hot, or hothot? Are we talking another 'he's pretty Alya, but he's not…'

Marinette: Hothot. Clumsinette hot. All systems are functioning hot. What do I doooooo, hot.

Alya:Yes! Yesyesyes! Congrats, M! So, you gonna move in, or just bask in your revival?

That was a real question. Marinette was still too giddy to decide. It had been so long, since Adrien, for a guy to do this to her. She'd dated guys who were 'nice'. She still wanted a relationship in her life, despite assurances from all sides that there was no rush. Marinette knew she was a girl who liked having a partner, even if she could make it on her own.

After she and Adrien had broken up in the gentlest of ways, she had just lost the spark. Mourning first love, drowning in schoolwork, still Ladybug after Hawkmoth, there were plenty of reasons. That didn't make it hurt any less. Finding she could get this excited about anything, anyone again, it was a victory. Marinette's thumbs spend across her screen.

Marinette: Should I? I don't want to come on too strong and spook him. He might have a girlfriend! Maybe this is better just to admire from afar? I'm going to send you a picture!

Another notification came in while she was typing, from the other conversation.

Adrien: Woo hoo! I feel like I should be jealous but I'm just glad to hear it! Tell me about him, her, them?

Marinette: not that far yet! I just had to tell someone or I was gonna explode! How's Kagami?

Marinette exited out to open up her camera. Then a convoluted process began of trying to take a picture without looking like she was trying to take a picture. She got one she wasn't entirely happy with. Mr. Lifeguard was looking to the side, and there were shadows in the way, but she sent it off to Alya anyway.

Adrien: she's good, we're good. Don't think you need to reassure me, marinette. This is about you! I gotta go though, text me later! We still on for this weekend?

Marinette stuck her phone back in her bag and had a little war with herself. No. She decided. I'll just enjoy this, keep coming to the pool, and not wreck a good thing the moment I find it.

Resolved, Marinette walked back over to take up a spot waiting for one of the lap-lanes to be free. She even flashed Mr. Lifeguard a smile when he glanced her way. She got a playful eye roll in return over a smile in return, and it had her bouncing on her toes.

While she waited ideas started to creep in of their own accord. When it was her turn again, Marinette jumped into the water with possible scenarios coalescing in her mind. She swam her first lap to a candlelight dinner. Her second and third to talking on a rooftop -who cared if it didn't make sense. Her fourth through sixth were hushed whispers and sweet nothings. Her seventh was imagining something entirely too personal so so-

Light and pain exploded in Marinette's head. She'd missed her turn and powered full speed into the end of the lane. She opened her mouth, swallowing water. she darted for the surface but was turned around and careened into the bottom of the pool, scraping her shoulder. Chlorine was burning her lungs, forcing her mouth open again in a cough that spent the last of her precious air before she pulled in even more water. She flailed in a sudden desperation, for Ladybug of all people to drown in less than two meters of water.

A strong arm encircled her neck and shoulder. Marinette lashed out blindly in her panic but the grip held and she was yanked bodily from the pool.

Light, sunlight this time, blinded her. She was rolled onto her side firmly and spit up lungfuls of pool water. Someone was rubbing her back.

“Can you hear me? Not too waterlogged?"

Mr. Lifeguard's face swam into focus. Marinette's first thought: He's wearing eyeliner, blended into her second: His makeup game is on point. Followed by realizing what must have happened, and her old friend, humiliation, of course.

At least she was coherent, "Yes, I-I'm okay."

His eyes stared into hers for a long second then flicked up to her head. The hand on her back moved up, pulling off her cap and running fingers through her hair with a professional firmness. Marinette winced when he found the bump.

His eyes came back to hers. "No dilation, no bleeding, you can go to the front office and have a seat for a bit if you want, just to make sure."

Concussion, Marinette reasoned. She shook her head and the world didn't spin. She sat up, everything was still stable. "No, I think I'm okay. I've had worse."

That got a warm laugh out of him, and the pounding in her head lessened for it. "The walls can jump out at you. Take your time, no need to rush."

He sat back on his heels, then stood and offered her a hand up. Marinette took it without catching fire, which just showed how far she'd come since collége days. "I know. You'd think after years I would be able to do it in my sleep, but sometimes my head gets elsewhere and…" she shrugged helplessly.

"Some things never change."

Instantly their roles were reversed. Marinette's curiosity spiked, while Mr. Lifeguard was suddenly abashed.

Before Marinette could reply he stepped back, "Well, I have to get back to my chair. People complain if we aren't visible. Take care, and remember, swim safe." He was back up at his post while Marinette was still struggling with her thoughts. He knows me? How does he know me? Oh god, what does he know about me?

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[wildthingpoorboy]

CYOA - Adrien's Average Day Pt 6

We're nearing the end of Adrien's day, but that all depends on you guys. We finally get to after school. What do we do then? Let's find out.

*Adrien missed first period. Bustier wants to see him after class.

*Adrien stayed awake during class. Bustier is not upset.

*Adrien came back from the park on time. Bustier is not angry.

*Adrien went to go see Bustier like she asked. Bustier is glad.

**Adrien went to go see Bustier like she asked. Alya and her friends went home without Adrien.

***Adrien went to go see Bustier like she asked. Chloe and Audrey will remember this.

"Let me go see Miss Bustier. I don't want her to get angry with me."

Adrien waved goodbye to his friends and headed straight for Miss Bustier's office. He knocked a few times before letting himself in. The office was small but not cramped. Enough room for a her desk and a few chairs in front. He took a seat and checked his phone. Apparently, the message Nathalie sent was about an impromptu meeting for Style Queen.

Adrien shrugged. Chloe would probably be there and Audrey would most definitely be there. He could see them later or another day. If it was important, they would have called him instead of sending a text.

The door opened and Miss Bustier came in.

"Oh good. You're here," she said.

"You said you wanted to see me," he said.

Bustier turned her back to Adrien, preventing him from seeing exactly what she was doing. However he managed to see Bustier lower the cover for the window and heard a click at the door.

'Click?' he thought. She locked the door.

Miss Bustier turned back around and looked Adrien up and down with hungry eyes.

"Yes," she started. "You missed first period."

Miss Bustier sauntered over to where Adrien was sitting. She spread her legs and sat on his lap, facing him. She put on hand on each shoulder. She grinded her groin against his. She could feel him getting harder, and he could feel her getting wetter. They looked into each other's eyes.

"And I want you to tell me exactly why you missed first period," she whispered. Miss Bustier leaned in and kissed Adrien. She gave him a few more kisses on his lips and then to his neck while Adrien's hands went up under her blouse and bra.

"Well I-," Adrien tried to say.

"You were with another woman. Weren't you?" she asked. Miss Bustier grabbed Adrien's hands, making him squeeze her breasts harder.

"Did you fuck her?" she asked. "Did you make love to her?"

"Miss Bustier, I-," Adrien stammered.

"Like the way you're going to make love to me?" Miss Bustier asked.

Adrien nodded and pulled her in for a deep kiss. A moment later, Bustier stood up off of Adrien to take off her shoes and her bottoms. Adrien quickly pulled his pants down to his ankles but stayed in his seat.

Bustier grabbed Adrien's cock and guided into her pussy as she sank down back on top of his lap. The two lovers moaned as they became connected. Bustier grabbed the chair Adrien was sitting on and slowly began to rock. Adrien grabbed Bustier's breast again from under her blouse.

"Oh!" she moaned. "I've been waiting for this all day."

Bustier bounced on Adrien's cock. Each time earning another moan from Bustier and another creak from Adrien's chair. Adrien closed his eyes, trying to let his sense of touch take over and enjoy the feeling of her soft breast and wet hot pussy.

Bustier's hands went down to Adrien's abdomen, trying in vain to lift up his shirt.

"You ever show up late for my class again and I'll keep you here longer," Bustier warned.

"Oh yes," groaned Adrien.

"Tell me why you were late," Miss Bustier said through her teeth.

"I-I was fucking," Adrien stammered between breaths. "I was fucking in the shower."

"That's so hot!" Bustier bounced harder on Adrien's cock until he came. Bustier slammed herself hard down on his hips. His cum shooting deeper inside her. He could feel her pussy tighten around him as she reached her own orgasm.

"Holy shit," she sighed.

"Wow," Adrien said.

"Sorry," Miss Bustier apologized, regaining her composure. "I just...really needed that today. I swear, if you had done anything else today I would have used that as an excuse to drag you in here earlier."

"Yeah, sorry about that," Adrien said.

"Don't apologize," Bustier kissed Adrien and stood up. "You were great."

"What can I say?" Adrien shrugged. "I'm hot for teacher."

"Oh you," Miss Bustier laughed.

The two took a moment to enjoy the afterglow. With the both of them bottomless it was easy to notice the cum and sweat dripping down from Bustier's legs. Seeing that started to make Adrien hard again.

"Well, my office hours are ending," Miss Bustier said. "Did you have any plans?"

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[intercoursefluids]

Where Do I Belong Chapter 11

“What do you mean people are theorizing? If me or my PR team can be of help, please let me know.” Bruce offered, glancing over at Alya.

Alya didn’t look up from her phone, waving her hand at Bruce.

“Don’t worry about it, I’ve delt with worse with less information. I got this.” She assured him, furiously typing out her impromptu article.

Nino spared a glance towards Alya’s phone, barely making out the words “In regards to the numerous rumors…” before his cell phone started to ring.

He pulled his phone out of his pocket, not bothering to check the caller ID before he answered.

“Hello?”

“Nino? It’s Adrien.”

Nino stood up, knocking his chair over in his surprise.

“Dude! Are you okay?! Where are you, I’ll come get you!” He shouted, hurriedly grabbing his jacket and struggling to right his chair.

“No! No, I’m fine, just, can you tell me where you guys are? I’ll come to you.” Adrien whispered in a rush.

Ninno rattled off the hotel name, fighting to get his jacket on and hurry out of the building to his best friend.

“Okay, I’m not far. Is Mari okay?” Adrien asked.

He was panting slightly, Nino guessed he was running to them.

“She’s fine, she’s asleep right now, the knock back from Hawkmoth, but she’s fine. Are you okay, bro? Where have you been?!” He shouted into the phone.

Alya was standing by now, a question written plainly across her face as she listened to the conversation.

Nino nodded, pressing a kiss to her cheek and calling out a quick “Wait here!” before he was rushing out the door.

“Nino, a lot, and I mean a lot happened. I can’t, I just can’t get into it right now, okay?” Adrien huffed, a car blared it’s horn in the background and for half a second, Nino was convinced Adrien had been hit by a car.

“Sorry!” Adrien called out, relieving Nino’s worries and replacing them entirely.

“I’m almost there, I can see the doors. What’s the room number?” Adrien panted.

Nino rushed out of the elevator snagging his eyes on the front door and watching as Adrien came into view through the glass.

“I’m in the lobby.” He said before hanging up.

The second Adrien walked in the doors Nino was on him, turning him every which way as he checked on his friend.

Adrien had a black eye, it looked to be in its healing stages but that didn’t make him feel better. The faded handprints surrounding his throat made him feel worse.

“Adrien.” Nino gasped, carefully prodding at the bruises.

Adrien caught his hand, pulling Nino into a crushing hug.

“It’s fine, I’m okay. It’s okay now. He can’t hurt me anymore.” He whispered.

Nino squeezed him back, practically crushing Adrien with how desperately he held onto him.

“What do you mean-? Did Gabriel-?”

Adrien nodded, a choked sob coming from him as his shoulders started to shake.

“I- he, I found out and he tried to- Nathalie stopped him and we ran but I-” Adrien gasped out, clinging onto Nino with all his might. “I wanted to tell you but he-”

“Shh.” Nino shooshed him, smoothing Adrien’s hair down to try and comfort him.

“Later, we can do this later.” He said, pulling back to cup Adrien’s face. “Come on, you look exhausted. You can eat something and take a nap with Mari.”

Adrien nodded, sniffling as he whipped his nose.

Nino wrapped his arm around Adrien’s shoulder’s, guiding him over to the elevators and glaring at the staring people over his head.

“A lot has happened since you’ve been gone, bro. Turn’s out Marinette was adopted, Rolland contacted her bio-family and they came to get her. They seem like decent people but Mari was totally blindsided. It’s why she was akumatized.” Nino explained after the doors to the elevator closed.

“They are still in the room too. I can explain everything again later but I didn’t want you to be blindsided.” Nino told him as he walked them to the room.

Adrien nodded, hunched in on himself as he walked. He stayed huddled close to Nino’s side, seeming much smaller than he actually was in his distress.

The second Nino opened the door Alya was on Adrien.

She pulled him close, smothering him in a hug he readily burrowed into.

She ushered them into the room, never relinquishing her hold on him as Nino went to go fix Adrien a plate to eat.

Something small, he doubted Adrien could stomach much.

“Oh my god, what happened to your face? To your throat?!” Alya screamed, carefully checking him over like Nino had.

“Later, please.” Adrien sighed, slumping down onto her shoulder and letting her bare the brunt of his weight.

Alya nodded, forcing Adrien into a chair and sitting beside him.

“Okay, we can do that later. Are you okay though? Does it hurt?” She asked, reaching out to feel around the edges of the bruise.

Nino placed the plate in front of him, pointing at it and sternly commanding him to eat as much as he could.

Adrien smiled sheepishly, picking up his fork as Nino turned back to the kitchen.

He was sure he could find something to act as an ice pack in there.

Bruce and Clark came up to him while he was rummaging through the freezer.

Bruce was focused solely on Nino while Clark kept sending glances towards the bed and Adrien.

“What can we do?” Bruce asked, grabbing the tray of ice and passing it to Nino.

“Nothing. Me and Alya have things handled here. Damian said you weren’t planning to stay this long, right? You worry about you guys, and we’ll worry about ourselves.” Nino told him.

Clark flinched slightly at Nino’s harsh tone, he hadn’t meant to come across so hostile but way too much had happened in way too little time.

He could take care of his people just fine, he didn’t need people interfering and throwing him off when he had it down to a science at this point.

“You two seem quite used to this.” Bruce said, nodding to Alya who was now typing one handed. Her other hand was preoccupied with rubbing Adrien’s back as he ate.

“Not this exactly, but similar, smaller scale things. The method is still the same though. Alya handles the outside, I handle the inside.” Nino told him, placing some ice cubes in a plastic bag before wrapping them in cloth.

“Can you elaborate?” Clark asked, handing over another dish towel so he could double wrap the ice.

“Alya handles anything happening outside this room, press, videos, questions. She gets the media under control before it can spiral out of control. I handle everything happening in here. I make sure everyone is safe and taken care of ads best I can manage.” He explained before walking off.

Adrien took the ice pack gratefully, holding it up to his eye obediently without Nino needing to press.

Nino sighed, taking the seat next to Damian once he was sure Adrien was settled.

“You can rest now.” Damian said, sliding Nino’s previously abandoned plate over to him.

He wasn’t looking at Nino, typing on his phone much like Alya was.

“Yeah, thanks.” Nino said, sitting up to finish eating. “What are you doing?”

“I was recognized in the video. I’m helping Alya curb the press.” He answered, tilting his phone to show a series of social media posts.

Most of which contained something along the lines of “Mind your business.”.

Nino huffed a laugh, it was definitely a different approach than Alya usually took.

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[mysticraven20]

Here’s an unfinished and unedited fic for Valentine’s Day 🤣

I don’t think I’ll ever complete this; but there’s no point in it just sitting in my WIP folder. So enjoy and let me know what you think would happen at the end…

Marinette Dupain-Cheng, 16 years old and feeling incredibly wanted.

She stood over her desk looking at the pictures of the three guys currently trying to take hold of her heart, studying them with skills Sherlock Holmes would be proud of. She tilted her head to the left before swapping it to the right, then again, and again. Nothing was getting clearer. Perhaps she needed a different perspective?

“Hey girl, what are you –” Alya stopped at the top of Marinette’s trap door looking at her friend, who was now attempting (and failing) a headstand on her desk chair.

Walking over to Marinette, Alya looked from the girl to the pictures laying on her desk. Three pictures. Three guys. And an upside down Marinette.

“What are you doing?” Alya asked her friend.

Marinette manoeuvring herself from the awkward position before flopping in the chair with a rather loud grunt.

“Trying to decide.” She said, moving the pictures around as if the order would change her perspective. She moved them, again, and again, and again.

“Decide what exactly?”

“Who I’m going to date.”

Alya blinked once, then twice before opening her mouth and closing it again. Marinette had spoken in such a matter of fact, Alya was… gobsmacked. Was this really the same girl, who only a week ago was giving up on love?

“Your ego’s working overtime I see,” she laughed.

Marinette rolled her eyes, standing up and bracing her hands on the table; one hand either side of the pictures.

“Har har! This whole boy thing needs to end. It’s a distraction which I don’t need, so once and for all I’m making a choice and then making it perfectly clear to the other two that we’re only friends. Just friends.”

Alya picked up Luka’s picture and pursed her lips. “Luka? Really?” She turned the picture around and Marinette shrugged.

“I feel he deserves to be included.” She grabbed the photo and placed it back down beside the other two.

“Whatever you say.” Alya moved closer to Marinette, who once again was frantically moving the pictures around.

Stretching forward, the fox themed hero went to pick up the picture currently in first position only to have her hand slapped away.

“Leave.”

“I’ve just got here!”

“Not you, the picture. Leave the picture where it is.”

Alya looked between Marinette and the picture as the crazy hero girl moved them around again, this time second place swapped with first.

“You do realise you always put Luka last, right?”

“Pfft, no I don’t.” She went to swap him with second position only to stop and try for first, nope couldn’t.

“See.”

“Listen, Alya Césaire, this is an important hero business.”

“Your love life is not hero business.” Her friend snapped back.

“It is when it’s distracting me.” She moved the pictures around again. Unable to decide between one and two, Luka, meanwhile, held his solid third position.

“If this is going to work. You need to make a list.” Alya offered in support. Marinette freezing and raising an eyebrow at her friend.

“That’s a great idea! Why didn’t I think of that?”

“Because you’re in some weird Chat Noir vs Adrien Agreste battle.”

“And Luka!”

“Marinette, forget Luka. You don’t need to add him because you feel sorry for what you did. You had no choice. Yes you like him, he’s a sweet guy. But he’s not one of these.” Alya picked up Adrien and Chat Noir’s pictures and thrust them in Marinette’s face.

“I’m still keeping him in.” Marinette grabbed the pictures from her friends hands and slammed them on the table. Once again, Alya was getting too involved. She had this covered!

“Okay, then amuse me… how many days, over the past 26 days have you spent with Luka?”

“That’s not important.” Marinette crossed her arms, pursed her lips and looked away.

“Because you know where I’m going with this.”

“Fine, I was with him on the day of Truth, and a couple of the days before that.”

“Okay so we’ll count that as four.”

“Then there was the ‘Crocoduel’ incident, oh and ‘Wishmaker’ and - um - I saw him briefly during our last battle with Chloé.”

“Okay.” Alya grabbed a piece of paper, dividing it into three sections. “So Luka, we can put at what? Four,” she began to use her fingers to count up. “Five, six, seven. You forgot the whole Bob Roth bank akuma thing. Okay, so eight. Eight times in the past 26 days. At least half of those being because of needing his help with an akuma” Alya took the pen and wrote eight below Luka’s name. “Now let’s go onto your current second position.”

At the top of the next column, Alya wrote the name.

Adrien

Marinette brought her hands in front of her body, beginning to play with them nervously.

“What’s wrong?” Alya asked, her voice laced with exhaustion already.

“I just don’t know if he should be in that column, or -“ she moved her hand over to the first, “that one.”

“For the love of all things Miraculous, Marinette! Get a grip!”

“Can’t you see that’s what I’m trying to do!” She hissed back at her friend, causing Alya to roll her eyes. “It’s making me feel insane!” The hold and pull of her hair only added to the theory. Yep, insanity was truly kicking in.

“Chat Noir is going in column one, personally that’s where I think he should be but whatever.”

“Biased much?”

“What can I say? After working with him and spending a little time out of the suit with him I can see what a cool guy he is.” Alya shrugged, scribing Chat’s name at the top of the first column, or at least Marinette thought that was what she was doing.

“My Kitty?” she read, raising an eyebrow. “Really?”

“You call him that, not me!”

“Traitor!”

“Anyway back to Adrien. How many days have you spent with him?”

“Well, we’re at school five days a week, two days off for weekends, but I saw him that one Saturday when I fixed his wing. So, um, 26 divided by 7 is around 4, so pretty much 4 weeks of seeing him 5 days a week which is 20 days plus the extra 1, so 21.” Marinette was looking at her ceiling counting on her fingers the different numbers before turning back and seeing Alya’s dumbstruck expression.

“That was extra even by your standards.”

Marinette nodded and pointed to the column, “write it down please.”

“Adrien. 21. Okay so last but not least, Chat Noir.”

Marinette coughed covering her mouth.

“What was that Marinette? I missed it.”

“25.” She mumbled out.

“Sorry.”

“25!” She shouted, Alya flinching at her outburst.

“No need to shout, I’m standing right next to you. Damn, you’re touchy at the moment.” She wrote 25 under Chat’s name. “Pass me your turquoise highlighter.” She held her hand out to Marinette.

“But I like pink.”

“And I like turquoise. Also, I’m in charge of this list and what I say goes.”

Marinette grumbled as she found Alya’s desired colour and slammed it into her hand. “I’m going to let you off for that, only because you’re a mess at the moment.”

“You're a mess.” Marinette retorted, causing Alya to laugh.

“Whatever you say, Bugaboo.”

“Don’t call me that. What’s next then ‘oh mighty highlighter holder’?”

“Looks.”

“Looks? Do you think I’m that shallow?”

“No, but everyone is human and it can make a difference, Marinette.”

“Fine. Luka’s cool. He has his own look and doesn’t seem to care about what others think.”

“Okay. Now imagine you’re 30. Does the look still work for you?”

“Hum, well, I’m sure it’ll change and become more refined. Maybe even more piercings, or even tattoos?”

“Does that do it for you?” Alya asked.

“It’s not my personal preference but people are allowed to do what they want with their own bodies.” She shrugged.

“So what do you want me to put down as his body rating?”

“Like out of 10? I don’t know if I like this.” She bit down on her lower lip, her hands worrying between themselves again.

“It’s for our eyes only, it’s just to help decide.”

She exhaled, shaking her head before looking at the picture again. She really did need to get this sorted. “A solid 8.”

“Really? I thought you’d go for 7.” Alya said, writing it down.

“Nino’s a 7.”

“Excuse me? I’m quite sure Nino’s a solid 10. You haven’t seen under that tee.”

“I don’t want to either.” Marinette shuddered.

“Do you want my help or not?”

“I never asked for it.”

“You didn’t, but you need it.” Alya said, writing Luka’s score before moving to the other two. “Now what about Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum?”

“Which is which?”

“Choice is yours really.” Alya shrugged.

“I’d probably say Chat’s more Tweedle Dum, only because of his jokes. He’s actually pretty smart,” Marinette replied.

“We’re not on ‘smarts’ yet, so let's think about his looks.”

“Well, because of quantum masking I can’t really tell a lot about how he looks. But I know from both his stint as Chat Noir and Mister Bug his body is pretty decent. Plus he’s a superhero, and if he’s half as toned from it as I am, then yup… he’s going to look good.”

“What score do you want to give him?”

“I’m going to have to go for 8, only because I don’t know how he really looks. It would be unfair to give him more.”

Alya wrote it down under his name before looking back at Marinette. “Yet you score him the same as someone whose face you can see. Interesting. And last but by no means least, Buttercup.”

“10.”

“At least think about it first.” Alya laughed.

Marinette pursed her lips once more and looked at the few remaining pictures of Adrien scattered around her room. Maybe she was being a little haisty with the 10. She studied his body and face. Face, with that cute lopsided smile, was definitely a 10. Hair, 10. Body? Okay, so maybe he could do with eating a little more? “9 and a half.” She said decisively.

“Fine. As you wish.” Alya wrote the scores underneath Adrien’s name and then turned back to Marinette. “What do you want to do next? Healthy relationship status, or their pros and cons?”

“What’s ‘healthy relationship’ status?” Marinette asked, intrigued by what her friend was going to throw into the mix next.

“Whether you’ve argued with each other, talk it out, have fun, spend time together, get bored of each other, understand each other… you know, just things that make relationships healthy.”

“We’ll do that one next. Can we start with Chat?”

“It’s your list, M’Lady.”

“Honestly, quit it!” Marinette said in a huff, grabbing Chat’s picture from the table and studying it. Oh boy, this is about to open a can of worms.

“Myself and Chat Noir have a complex relationship. We argue, we talk about most things, we understand each other. I just think we’re still too young to understand what we want and what we need from each other.”

“Think of it this way,” Alya interrupted, “if the guys were going to completely disappear from your life forever, how would you feel?”

Marinette’s stomach dropped, and a lump formed in her throat. If they were gone ‘for good’. Memories and tears built in her eyes. This was starting to hit too close to home.

“I - um,” Marinette coughed to clear her throat, closing her eyes to regain composure before attempting to speak again. “I would be sad if Luka left. He’s a great friend.”

“Would you get over it?” Alya’s voice had grown soft, obviously understanding something had struck Marinette deeply.

“Yeah. I mean, I managed to avoid him fine after we broke up. I, oh I’m going to sound like a bitch.”

Alya smiled at her, a smile of understanding and care, helping her to carry on.

“I didn’t miss him. I had no urge to call him, or see him, or anything. I was just sad I broke his heart because he loved me.”

“And Adrien?” Alya probed.

“I was heartbroken when he left with Lila, like, I think I would eventually get over it, but it would kill me at first.”

“And Chat?”

Marinette stilled, placing Adrien’s picture down and selecting Chat’s instead. She ran a finger over his face and her voice became an emotional whisper. “He left me once.”

The statement took Alya by surprise, the girl recoiling back a little. “What do you mean? Left you?”

Marinette looked up to Alya, her eyes filled with tears. “He left me. Handed the ring back and disappeared. Actually he’s done it twice.” Alya gasped as Marinette continued talking. “I went insane. If you think this is crazy, you haven’t seen anything. I couldn’t eat, drink, or sleep. I didn’t get changed or shower. I just tried to figure out who to give the ring to; someone who wouldn’t fall in love with me. Then I had to battle an akuma and… it was hard. I missed him so much.”

“Did you find someone to give the ring to?” Marinette shook her head.

“No. Plagg took the ring to a new owner. He was amazing, his name was ‘Catwalker’, but he was a bit too perfect. He did everything I could have asked. He was professional, and helpful. He came up with plans and ideas.”

“But he wasn’t Chat Noir.”

“Exactly.” Marinette’s words pushed through the thickness in her throat, releasing a tear down her face. “It was like I could only think about him. I even thought the akuma was him. That I was the cause of it.”

“And ‘Catwalker’ helped.”

“Yeah. He did! If I knew who he was I would have recruited him for the team. He was wonderful.”

“Sounds like Adrien.” Alya laughed, Marinette moving like she’d been hit with a baseball bat.

“What?”

“He sounds like Adrien. Perfect, smart, professional.”

Her eyebrows creased together as she once again picked up Adrien’s picture, imagining him in the mask. “Maybe.” She said, holding the thought in the back of her mind.

“Or, Plagg could have just given the ring back to Chat Noir and changed the design of the suit.”

“I know Chat, and this guy, whoever he was, was not Chat!” Marinette announced, squinting her eyes as she looked at Adrien’s picture once more. It couldn’t be? Could it?

“Do you want me to add this mysterious Cat Walker to the list?”

Marinette placed Adrien’s picture down, before picking it back up and turning it around. She looked at the plain back, she looked at it upside down…she grabbed a pen and drew a mask and green hair on the picture, making a mental note to print another later.

“No,” she decided, eyes still scrutinising, “but add Cat Walker under Adrien, I think you may be onto something there.”

“Green hair? Adrien’s got more taste than I expected.” Alya nodded, impressed by this possible turn around for Adrien Agreste.

“Also add ‘Aspik’.”

“He picked what?” Alya shrieked, glaring at Marinette with wide eyes and almost dropping the highlighter.

“Alyaaaaaa!”

“Marinetteeeeee!”

Marinette snatched the piece of paper from her friends hands and wrote two names under Adrien’s:

Aspik

Cat Walker?

“Remember, this is for our eyes only. It doesn’t leave this room, and it doesn’t get mentioned outside of this room.” Marinette said, placing the photos back in order.

Alya snatched the list before Marinette could do anything else and wrote underneath Chat Noir’s name. As Marinette attempted to look over at what Alya was writing only to be pushed backwards and out of the way. She stumbled a couple of steps before her knees met her chaise throwing her backwards over the piece of furniture, a squeak leaving her lips.

“Are you okay Marinette?” Tikki flew down beside her chosen, only for Marinette to respond with a rather fake thumbs up.

The raven haired beauty pulled herself to standing and brushed off her trousers. “What’s next them ‘oh mighty Alya Césaire’?”

“It’s quite simple…what they’ve done for you. I’ve already filled in Chat Noir’s for you.”

Looking over Alya's shoulder she finally saw what Alya had written.

He puts up with all your shit without question.

“I can’t even deny it,” Marinette said, rubbing the join between her neck and shoulders. “What about the others?”

“I don’t know, it’s your life. What’s Adrien done?”

“He’s-um-” her eyebrows almost fused together as she considered what Adrien had done for her.

What had he done?

“He moved me out of the way of the akuma’s during Scarlet Moth,”

“Okay, good start. Anything else?”

“Oh, Kagami, when she was trying to kill me as Riposte, he got me out of the way.”

“That’s brave of him, saving a superhero.” Alya wrote it down in Adrien’s column.

“He is brave! And he trusts me. He dove from a building knowing I’d save him, he believes he’s always believed me about Lila, he made that speech on heroes day, he supports me through everything. Remember the hat? Even though it was made with real feathers he still wanted to wear it. And my lucky charm. He made me a lucky charm for my birthday.”

Alya was struggling to keep up, as Marinette reeled off what she could remember off the top of her head.

“What about the Valentine’s card?” She asked, Marinette taking the poem from her top drawer.

“We still don’t know who that was. He didn’t know Kagami at the time and it’s not like he’s been actively after me, I think I over read into it.”

Alya took the paper from her friend and glanced over it. “What if it was for you? But not ‘you’ you.”

“What do you mean?”

“Hair as dark as night, bluebell eyes — they’re both you right? But then let’s look at this next section ‘underneath that strong disguise’ who do we know that looks like you but wears a disguise?”

Marinette bit her lip as she considered what Alya might be hinting at. Would it be too much to wish?

“He couldn’t mean…could he?” she said, praying her friend had all the answers.

“Well, let’s look at it this way. He dived off one of the tallest buildings in Paris trusting you to catch him; if he was this Cat Walker person he obviously wanted to be perfect for you, and I don’t know much about this ass picker character, but I’m guessing he went out his way to save you?”

“Over 25,000 times,” Marinette stated, biting into her lower lip.

“Woah! You ask me, the dudes got it bad.”

Marinette’s heart leapt in her chest. This was insane. After all this time could Adrien be in love with Ladybug? With the other side of her?

“Let’s move on before you go into an Adrien affected breakdown.” Alya grabbed Luka’s picture and placed it over her face putting on her best Luka voice. “Hey Marinette, you’re the sweetest most confusing song I’ve ever heard. You need to let me go so I can discover the notes of my true musical path.”

“Don’t be so mean,” Marinette snatched the photo out of Alya’s hand and lay it smoothly on the table in the number one spot, before moving it to two. Still not happy she shuffled it once more to spot three. “Luka’s a great guy.”

“I never said he wasn’t, in fact, I’m sure he’ll change the world one day, but without you by his side.”

“He wrote me a song, and defended me against Bob Roth, oh and he put himself in the way of the wasps during Miracle Queen.” Marinette said softly, looking at the picture of him on the table. Maybe Alya was right, maybe it was time to let her security blanket go.

“Which is really sweet. He’s a sweet guy. But he’s someone else’s sweet guy, Marinette. Not yours.”

Marinette nodded before picking up Chat’s photograph and holding it in front of her. Her eyes took in his huge smile, and she knew that when he had the photograph taken he was looking at her.

“Can you add Luka’s to the list please?”

“You’ll never learn to take a risk, will you?” Her friend shook her head as she scribed the notes onto the paper.

“Can I ask you something, Marinette? That moment, when you were on the rooftop and had lost all the Miraculous’, when Monarch’s face appeared threatening you and all of Paris, who was it you wanted beside you? Who did you want to hold your hand?”

Marinette switched the pictures around once more before finally releasing her grasp on them. This was the order, this is where they needed to stay.

Adrien

Adrien had been sleeping awfully. Not only were the Akuma attacks wiping it out, but daddy of the year had decided Adrien needed more study sessions now he’d stopped modelling. Oh, yippee do!

The old man was really starting to make Adrien dislike him, if it wasn’t one thing it was another, and to be honest he thought his father might be more fair once Adrien had stopped and allowed him to use his free time like a teen for a change, but oh no, that was too much for cranky pants Agreste.

[princess-of-the-corner]

One baby problem. Alya isn't a tech person how will she make web shooters? Soulution. Her guy in the chair Trixx.

Could work. Or just make Alya more of a nerd.