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therand0mwriter · 11 months
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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?"
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[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.
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[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.
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[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.
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[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.
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[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.
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[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.
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[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.
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[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.
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[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?"
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Hide and seek
Timari January: Day 3 (Snuggle up) by @maribat-calendar-events
Summary: Listen, I was sick while writing this and wanted to do a little thing about kiddos cuddling while hiding from Mr. Freeze. So I did.
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Marinette glanced up from the paper she was coloring on – it was really just a mess of brown and black scribbles in a vague shape that could have been a person or a violin depending on what angle you looked at it from – when the intercom buzzed to life.
“Everyone, we are going on lockdown. Mr. Freeze is in the area. The word I will use when we are safe is ‘chinchilla’, do not come out unless that word is spoken.”
The usually peppy teacher’s smile strained and Marinette swore she heard the woman give an exasperated sigh.
“Okay everyone, we’re going to partner up with the people next to us and play hide and seek! Anyone who doesn’t get caught wins! The principal will tell you when you’ve won, but don’t come out earlier than that or else you’ll get caught!”
Marinette blinked. She locked eyes with the kid that sat next to her. She didn’t know much about him, she was pretty sure his name was ‘Jim’ or ‘Moth’ or something like that, but otherwise he was a mystery. He didn’t talk much in class, didn’t stick around after school, and ate on his own...
But, really, there was only one thing that mattered at the moment: “Are you good at hide ‘n seek?”
He nodded firmly.
She smiled. “Me too! We’re totally gonna win this thing!”
They looked around, ignoring the chaos that was the other kindergarteners frantically trying to find partners and places to hide. And then the kid gasped and grabbed her by the hand, dragging her attention (and her person) to the cubbies.
“We can hide in one of the ones on the floor! Tall people like adults don’t look down!”
Those were pretty much the only words that the kid had spoken the entire year outside of the roll call on the first day, but clearly he was a genius.
She nodded feverishly, kneeling to clear out one of the cubbies for them to hide in. It was as she dragged a jacket out that something occurred to her: “We can put some stuff in front of us to hide extra goodly!”
He smiled at her, nodding his agreement.
Within a few minutes, they were safely hidden in a cubby.
Within another few, the temperature was dropping.
Marinette and Tim peeked around the backpack and jacket they had stuffed in front of themselves warily, only to find blue frost creeping along the floor.
They exchanged wide-eyed looks, their lips pressed into thin lines because they weren’t going to lose because of a bit of cold, and shuffled back further in the cubby, leaning close to each other for warmth.
She hesitated before turning and wrapping her arms around the boy. He stiffened.
“What?” He whispered.
“It’s cold. We need to snuggle up or else we’ll get sick! My mama always says so!” She whispered back, only slightly louder than he was.
He hesitated before returning the hug, burying his face in her shoulder.
And that was how they stayed for the next thirty minutes, shivering in a cold cubby with only each other for warmth.
The cold began to recede after a while, and the intercom crackled again:
“Okay everyone, it’s safe to come out. Chinchilla.”
Marinette and the boy beamed at each other, untangling their intertwined limbs and shoving past the things trapping them in the cubby.
The classroom still looked like a winter wonderland, and Marinette instantly slipped on the ice-covered hardwood. Thankfully, she was caught. Kinda. The boy had lunged to grab her, but he too had slipped on the ice, so all they ended up just knocking their heads and falling on the ice in a heap.
Marinette giggled and shifted her way out from under him so she could sit up. He pushed himself up to sit as well, his lips pulled into a somewhat sheepish, but also somewhat amused, grin.
And then he thrust a hand in her face. “I’m Tim.”
“Marinette,” she said, shaking his hand firmly like her Papa said she was supposed to.
Like a pact. And it kind of was. A pact to be friends.
She tipped her head to the side.
If they were friends now… “Want to share drawin’s?”
Tim’s eyes lit up and he scrambled onto wobbly legs. “Mhmm! I made an o-per-a mask because I went to one with my parents last month!”
She smiled and followed after him to look.
And just like that, they became inseparable.
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mochegato · 2 years
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Bad Day in Apartment 5A
A continuation of the Pride Goeth Before the Superhero Landing story.
It had been a bad day.  There was no sugar coating it, no looking at the bright side, no silver lining.  It was a bad day.  Start to finish bad.  It seemed like nothing could go her way, like the day and everything in it were prejudiced against her.  Plagg assured her it wasn’t his doing, but Marinette knew.  There was no other explanation for a day this bad than somehow having drawn the ire of the god of bad luck.
She had briefly considered it being retribution by Lex, but there was no way he was able to trace it back to her and Kon. Not to mention, while he was absolutely petty enough to do something like this, he was nowhere near creative enough to come up with something as diabolical as this day had been.  Tim?  Yes.  Kon?  Absolutely. But seeing as she hadn’t done anything to deserve retribution like this… not lately anyway.
Which only left Plagg.  She bet Adrien didn’t have to deal with this nonsense and when he got back from his romantic weekend with Cassie, she was going to find out what exactly he did to prevent this… or cause this.
She trudged into her apartment, dropping her bag, keys, and coat on the floor, not even bothering to put anything away. With her luck today, if she tried to hang up her coat, she’d end up breaking the hook.  What she’d discovered throughout her day was the best approach was to do and say as little as possible to reduce the opportunities for things to go wrong and get blamed for them.  It didn’t eliminate them, nothing did.  There was no escaping.  But it did lessen them.
“Just going to leave them there to trip over, huh?” Plagg asked lazily.  “That’s awfully risky, considering your day today, Pigtails.”
Marinette narrowed her eyes at him.  “The day you blessed me with,” she hissed.
Plagg floated upright and crossed his arms across his chest.  “I didn’t do this, Pigtails.”  He floated up with a wicked grin.  “Have I enjoyed today?  Yes.  Have I laughed more than I have since Adrien went through that goth phase?  Yes. Will I think back to these days in times of darkness in the future?  Also, yes. But, did I cause today?  No.”
Tikki groaned but floated up in front of Marinette with a bright smile.  “It’s just a bad day, Marinette,” Tikki tried.
“An epically bad day,” Plagg cackled.  “Molly Brown didn’t have luck this bad.”
Tikki glared at him and waved him away.  “I would know if it was him.  I promise it wasn’t.”  She floated closer to Marinette to give her a comforting pat on the cheek. “But tomorrow is another day, full of promise.”
Marinette gave her a flat look.  “That’s not really comforting.  It could be a promise to make Plagg laugh even harder than he did today.”
Tikki fixed her with a pointed look, then quickly softened her gaze.  “Tomorrow will be better.  You’ll see.” She eyed the pile of objects on the floor suspiciously.  “Plagg and I will stay in the box tonight and leave you in peace… but he may have been right about the stuff on the floor.  That’s may be tempting fate.”
Marinette groaned but nodded in agreement.  Tikki smiled and patted her on the cheek again before kissing her on the forehead.  “Good night, Marinette.”
“Night,” Marinette grumbled.  “Thank you.”
She waited until they were both gone before bending down to pick up her things, because as much as she hated to admit it, and she did, they were right.  If she didn’t move them out of the way, she would probably end up tripping and falling through the drywall and then the super would yell at her too.
She hadn’t even had the chance to lay her hands on her stuff before her front door slammed open, hitting her in her rear and sending her sprawling on top of the pile with a squawk of indignation.  
“Pixie!” Jason exclaimed as he rushed through the door to help her.  He reached to help her up but the bags he’d brought with him swung from the rapid movement, hitting her repeatedly in the head.  “Oh!  Shit! Just let me…”  He jumped away, throwing his arms out to the side so the bags were as far from her as possible.  He waffled in indecision, looking between the kitchen island, where he could set the bags and her… still sprawled out on the floor.
Marinette pushed herself to a seated position and blinked at him a few times as his unexpected presence settled in her mind. “What are you doing here?”  It wasn’t meant to come off as accusatory, but it did anyway.  She didn’t need him there.  She didn’t need him seeing her like this.  It was bad enough that she had to endure this day at all, but for Jason to see her falling, sprawling, running into things, collapsing, reeling, and all the other things she’d done today.
Jason brushed off her tone with a bright grin and swept past her to drop his bags on the counter.  “Heard you were having a bad day.  Thought I might cheer you up.”
“By giving me a concussion?” she grumbled. She rubbed her head as she stood up. “Actually, that might make my day better so feel free to finish.”
Jason scoffed at her.  “I’m not here to bring more pain… unless you’re into that kind of thing.”  He waggled his eyebrows at her with a charming wink.  “I’m here to make you feel better.  Just tell me where it hurts.  I’ll kiss it and make the pain go away.  I’m a doctor, I know these things,” he singsonged.
She sighed deeply.  Normally, she would revel in that cheeky interaction, the playful banter they had that just skirted the line of actual flirting, testing the water toward something more substantial.  But she just didn’t have it in her today.  She was too tired to play games right now.  “Just go home, Jason.  I’m not in the mood tonight if I was, I’d be moping at Tim’s right now instead of here.”
“And I know that,” he assured her with a cheery intonation that she only usually heard from Jason when he was teasing his brothers, “soooo, I brought your favorite take out and then I was going to see if you wanted to go to a shooting range and work out some frustration.”
Marinette stared at him in shock for a few seconds not having expected that level of attention from Jason.  Hell, she didn’t even think he knew her favorite take out, but based on the smells emanating from those bags, he did.  “Oh,” she mumbled sheepishly.  The idea was appealing.  Shooting with Jason was always entertaining and often became demolitions practice as well.
But today was not the day, and honestly, she was just worn too thin to leave her apartment after the day she’d had.  “No, thank you. With my luck today a gun would misfire, and I'd accidentally shoot you and then everyone would yell at me for trying to kill you and being so irresponsible.”
Even if he had somehow missed the look in her eyes, the exhaustion lacing her voice as she spoke was unmistakable.  Sympathy flashed in Jason’s eyes but was gone in an instant.  He shrugged instead with a slightly strained smile.  “At least it would be accidental. Most people I know would do it on purpose.” Marinette snorted but didn't disagree with his very accurate assessment.  “So, Pixie, what do you want to do instead?”
“Nothing,” she whimpered.  “I want to take a warm shower, because I would probably manage to somehow flood my bathroom if I tried to take a bath, then scrounge around for something to eat, before collapsing in bed" probably in tears, she added mentally.  "You, however, are going to leave.  You know the way.”
Marinette left the room before Jason could respond beyond the surprised rise in his brows and the concerned slant to his lips.  He considered leaving, as she requested, but refused to abandon her when she was feeling like she was, not to mention, considering her luck that day, she might turn on her light, causing a short in a wire, starting a fire.  Leaving her now would be tantamount to letting her die.  Or at least that’s the story he was going to tell her when she yelled at him later.
Instead, he worked on getting some drinks ready and dishing out the food into bowls for the two of them.  He just finished dishing out the food when he heard a screech from down the hall.  Jason was moving before he registered the action.  He burst through the bathroom door, body already in defensive position and gun drawn.
He quickly scanned the room for threats but froze when his eyes landed on Marinette, his cheeks immediately flushing. She was huddled on the floor, shower curtain barely wrapped around her enough to be considered covered.  Her hands lay limp on the floor, not bothering to hold the curtain close to preserve her modesty in front of Jason. Her eyes were staring unfocused on the floor in front of her.
He flicked his eyes quickly to the shower to try to deduce the cause of the screech, but the shower looked in perfect working order.  The water was even still running.  He scrunched his face in confusion.  “What happened?  Don’t tell me it broke.  It looks fine.”
“The hot water ran out or died or redirected, or… just decided to abandon me like all other good thing have today,” she moaned.
Even without looking at her Jason could tell she was on the verge of tears.  He could hear it in her voice, the way it fluctuated and almost broke.  “Do you need to… were you… Do you want to go back to my apartment and finish your shower?  It might be safer than…” he motioned vaguely around them.
“No,” Marinette answered miserably.  “I hadn’t started washing my hair yet so I can just…”
Her voice was muffled like she was burying her face in something, but the despondent tone still carried easily. All the fight and passion had faded from her eyes.  The fact that she didn’t even have the strength to snark back at him, spoke volumes to Jason.  In all the time he’d known Marinette, in all the fights he’d seen her take on, and win, thank you very much, in all the adversity and setbacks, he’d never once seen her this defeated.  
Jason nodded resolutely.  “Okay.”  He grabbed the towel off the counter and wrapped it around her before finally looking her in the eye with a determined smile.  “Get your pajamas on, we’ll hide under the fluffiest blanket you have and eat your favorite takeout on the couch while watching your favorite movie, and we won’t care if we spill our food or stain anything.  I’ll buy you a new anything that gets damaged.  Doctor’s orders.”
She looked at him but clearly wasn’t really seeing him.  “Okay,” she agreed after a few beats but didn’t move.
Jason quirked his lips to the side.  “Do you need me to pick something out for you and bring it to you?  Because it’s not the way I pictured finally being able to see your underwear, but I’ll be happy to do it.”
Marinette’s eyes cleared up and finally met his eyes, surprise and a touch of fondness showing through.  She snorted quietly and shook her head as she pulled the towel closer to her and stood up.  Jason reached out to help her but pulled back remembering her state of undress.  “No, I think I can handle it,” she assured him quietly.
He watched her walk out of the bathroom into her bedroom with a tender look.  He wished they were in the kind of relationship where he could follow her into her bedroom and help her get dressed or even lay down with her, holding her close, encasing her in his embrace, protecting her from the world that seemed to have something against her today.  But since they didn’t, he settled for what he could do for her.
He’d just set the food and drinks down on the coffee table and queued up The Mummy when Marinette came out.  His breath caught at the sight of her.  It was just an oversized shirt over some sleep shorts, but it was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen.  It didn't hurt that the shirt was one she’d acquired from him at some point.  He wasn’t sure if she took it on purpose or just ended up with it somehow, but either way, he was beyond thrilled to see her in it.  Hell, he’d bring her a dozen more just to see her walk around in them.
Marinette offered a weak smile and collapsed on the couch.  She stared at the coffee table for a full three minutes before she finally noticed what she was looking at.  Her eyes wandered from the takeout, to the wine, to the brownies, to the ice cream… which he really should have left in the freezer, she noted absently, to The Mummy movie still on the television, waiting for them to click play.  She slowly raised her quickly dampening eyes to Jason.  “Why are you doing all this?”
He gently laid her favorite blanket on her and handed her a bowl as he sat next to her.  He hesitantly pushed a wet strand behind her ear, letting his fingers linger along her jaw.  “Because you lost your smile.  Your smile is one of my favorite things about you.  It encapsulates everything that you are.  It’s bright and hopeful and winsome and irresistible and beautiful.  I’d do anything to bring your smile back.  I’d do anything to see you smile more.”  He looked at her lovingly.  “I'd make amends with Tim and start hanging out with him more.”
“More?” Marinate laughed lightly.  “Jason, you're over there all the time.  If you were there any more, you’d have to move in.”
Jason gave her a pointed luck.  “Since you started hanging out with him,” he said slowly, like explaining something she should have known.  “Since you've been over there enough that you have your own room and more clothes there than your own apartment.”
Marinette stared at him vaguely aware that the longer she stared the more her jaw was dropping.  Finally, something seemed to click, and her eyes became coy.  “Well, you never come to my apartment, but you were always at Tim's.  So...”
Jason’s eyes lit up as the meaning of her words became apparent to him, a large grin breaking out.  He placed his bowl on the coffee table without breaking eye contact and gently traced his fingers down her hairline and along her jaw, resting it there.  “And here I was thinking you hung out there so much because of Kon.”
“Well, I do like hanging out with Kon,” Marinette granted, leaning into Jason’s fingers.  “But not that much.”  She leaned in conspiratorially.  “Do you know how many pranks and nagging I’ve had to deal with?”
Jason laughed, his whole body shaking as he did. “At least he likes you.  Do you know how many glares, hissed threats, and body checks I received?  He doesn’t even always do it with his actual body.  His telekinesis is dangerous.” His smile widened when Marinette chuckled, being very familiar with how annoying his telekinesis could be, but also useful when messing with overbearing, despotic, pretentious, blustering, bald fathers.  “I’d deal with worse for you,” he added softly.
Marinette smiled, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as she did.  She rested her hand on his forearm to keep him there while the other gently eased up his other arm and over his shoulder until she ghosted her fingers over his neck, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake, and finally winding them into the hair at the back of his head.  Her smile widened when he leaned toward her, his eyes darkened.  She leaned closer to meet him halfway but just about jumped away when she heard her spoon hitting the rim of her bowl and felt it tip over.
She quickly moved to grab it, but not fast enough to stop it from spilling.  She groaned and dropped her head against the back of the couch in frustration.  Jason quickly scooped up the spilled food and set her bowl on the coffee table, taking the blanket in the same motion. He bundled it up and tossed it haphazardly down the hallway.  He almost bumped into Marinette when he turned around.  “Thank you for tonight, Jason.  It really means a lot, but I think I’m just going to go to bed.  I’m a menace awake and it’s only a matter of time before I do something to hurt you.”
“You can’t!” Jason insisted, cutting off her path to her bedroom.  Marinette raised her eyebrow at him.  Jason looked down at his food and back up with a smirk.  “Who’s going to eat the food?”
She sighed and moved to step past him, but he blocked her again.  “You go ahead.”
“But I don’t even like that,” he motioned toward his food but took a step closer to her, “I bought double for you in case something like this happened.”  He smirked at the awed look on her face, taking advantage of her stunned state to sit and bring her onto his lap.
“Even if I loved it, I’d still let you have it,” he continued quietly, leaning his forehead on hers.  “You can have anything I have, everything I have.  Everything I am, is yours.”
“Such a nerd,” she grumbled affectionately but her cheeks were flaming deep red, but her lips quirked up in a brilliant, adoring smile.  She pushed forward, pressing her lips to his gently.  She let out a quiet sigh when he wound one arm around her waist to pull her closer and the other into her hair.  His lips were softer than she imagined but insistent and demanding, and she was eager to provide.  She pulled away after a few glorious minutes, but returned her forehead to rest against his.
“But you got your smile back,” he noted softly.
She gave a nod small enough not to dislodge Jason. “I realized not all good things have abandoned me today.”
He shook his head with a smile.  “Never,” he promised before pulling her in for another searing kiss.
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Mary Todd pt 17
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Marinette had told Artemis, that the only thing they could do, was live their lives until destiny called. But that didn’t mean they had to be idle, so that was what they did. For the three months between Marinette coming to Gotham, and her scheduled departure to Themyscria, they lived their lives to the best of their ability. Jason and the Batclan got to know Marinette and soon it was like she was always there. Using Longg, she often went out with them at night, but she stayed out of the press and away from the big cases.
When the gala came, everyone agreed that the Wayne’s outfits were to die for. And while everyone expected the designer to draw inspiration to the heroes because of her work for the Heroes Gala in Paris, Marinette surprised everyone by paying homage to the city itself. A negative of the distinctive Gotham skyline was embroidered on Bruce’s solid black coat, which faded into golden stars up his back and chest. Tim’s grey marbled suit was patterned after the Wayne Building, and Dick’s dark blue suit flowed and shimmered in a way reminiscent of the river at night. Barbara’s silver and blue gown was perfectly fitted to her wheel chair, and paid homage to her father who escorted her in with a smile. Cass’s black dress swept the floor with a thousand silver stars, and no one knew that the train was detachable. And of course, Damian’s Forest green suite was embroidered with the flowers and animals found in the Botanical Gardens.  
But Jason, Stephanie, and Duke’s suits were her favorite. Taking inspiration from the neighborhoods where they grew up, Marinette made them the most elegant and royal outfits she could in their favorite colors, and then ruined them. She did it artfully and with intention. Ripping the tulle in Stephanie’s skirt, staining the Gold of Duke’s jacket with browns and blacks, and printing newspapers on the lining fabric of Jason’s coat. If anyone less skilled or intentional had attempted it, the work would have looked messy, and they would have ruined three very expensive outfits. But Marinette had done them, in such a way, that at first glance, you didn’t notice anything wrong with their outfits. It was only on closer inspection that you noticed, the patches on Stephanie’s bodice, the rip in Duke’s tie, and the mismatched fabrics of Jason’s jacket.
The press most certainly noticed what she was doing, and they kept her at the front door for at least forty-five minutes demanding answers. Marinette smiled and explained patiently. “I was adopted from Gotham. In fact, when I was a child I lived in Crime Alley, before my parents, who were visiting, found me and took me home. When I took the Wayne’s commission and these three told me their story, I asked for their permission to share our shared experience with the world tonight. They were very happy to agree, and I’m so glad they did…”
She then proceeded to rave about every single charity, legitimate adoption agency, and foundation available, until Roy, in a more understated but still fabulous suit she had made for him, pulled her into the ballroom. He laughed as he checked his phone when a notification went off. “Looks like you started another internet war.”
“What?” Marinette said as she snatched a champagne flute. She looked over his shoulder.
“Apparently,” he said, “Revealing that you were originally from here has Gotham and Paris fighting over you.”
Marinette laughed and shook her head as she selected one of the tweets. “‘I can’t believe,’” she read, “‘There’s a black-haired, blue-eyed orphan from Crime Alley that Brucie Wayne hasn’t adopted. Someone make sure he doesn’t try to get her by marriage! #whippedGothamboytoy and #badassParischick for life!’ Oh kwami! People are ridiculous!”
Roy chuckled as he put his phone away. “I just can’t believe that hashtag is still trending. Oliver hasn’t shut up about it.”
“How’s that going by the way?” she asked gently.
“It’s good,” he admitted. “But I don’t want to talk about that right now. If you don’t mind, I think I can see the d’oeurve table, and I want to drown myself in it. Care to join me?”
Marinette and shook her head as they moved toward the table. “Always…thanks for coming with me by the way.”
“Hey, it was my honor,” Roy said gently, “Besides what kind of whipped Gotham boytoy would I be if I didn’t escort my bad ass Paris girlfriend to her boring work functions.”
Marinette giggled, as she leaned on him, “Well next date night, you get to pick where we go.”
“So, it’s official then!”
“Zatanna!” Marinette cried as she embraced her friend. “I didn’t know you were going to be here!”
“Yeah well,” the Sorceress said flicking her hair, “Thought I’d crash the party see how my favorite power couple was doing. You’d be amazed the places I can get into with a snap of my fingers. And how are you, Roy?”
“I’m good Z, you?”
“Thriving, mind if I borrow your date for a second?”
“Only if you point me to Jason and/or the bar. I refused to be cornered by the vultures.”
Zatanna complied, and then she and Marinette vanished into the crowd. Roy smiled after them and then, with the skill he’d been honing since his early teens, promptly faded into the background of the party. He made his way to the bar where Jason had predictably latched himself.
“If Marinette comes and asks for a wine, then I’m going to have some severe déjà vu,” Roy said as he ordered a glass of brandy.
“I thought you we agreed you two weren’t going to flirt in front of me!” Jason groaned. “It’s disgusting.”
“It’s not my fault, your sister drives me crazy, and that you’re an overprotective jackass.”
Jason muttered into his glass, and Roy laughed as he leaned back to watch the dancers. In the end it was Jason who broke their easy silence. “Has she talked to you yet? About the whole Paris, Executioner, Arbiter, thing?”
Roy sipped his drink and nodded, “We have. She was very insistent on it. Said it was important.”
“It is important,” Jason said.
“Do you believe you’re the Executioner?”
Jason sighed and knocked back the last of his drink, he ordered another one and then lead them into a secluded corner of the party where they could talk a bit more openly. “I don’t know,” Jason said running a hand through his hair. “I thought I was. When Marinette first explained it, it sounded…right. It would make this whole mess make sense.”
“But…” Roy prompted.
Jason shook his head as he sipped his drink. “Whenever I think of leaving Gotham, even if I’m leaving with her, it doesn’t feel right. I…I tried leaving this place. There have been moments, on missions, with the League of Assassins when I thought, yeah, I could be happy outside of Gotham. But then…”
 Roy waited for Jason to get his words. Jason raised a hand and touched the lining of his jacket. A slight smile tugged at his lips. Marinette had shone him the articles she had printed there. It was a clipping of Jason’s debut. The head line had read, “Robin cusses out the Penguin!” and Jason had laughed when he saw it.
“This city,” the antihero said calmly, “It’s a part of me. I don’t know if I can be what she needs me to be. I’m too…broken.”
“We’re all broken Jay,” Roy said, hand on his shoulder. “And Mari will always need you, even if you’re not some divinely appointed warrior sent to protect her.”
Jason scoffed into his glass as he shook his head, “Shut up, before I have to say something rude to keep my reputation.”
“What reputation?” Roy scoffed.
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“It’s coming,” Zatanna asked quietly. She and Marinette had hidden themselves in a dark hallway away from the party. “Can you feel it?”
Marinette sighed and opened her bag. Plagg and Tikki flew out and greeted the Sorceress Supreme with uncharacteristically somber moods. Zatanna’s eyes bulged at being in the presence of the two most powerful beings in the multiverse. She turned to Marinette and hissed, “Are you wearing both of them?”
Marinette sighed and nodded as she removed her evening glove to show the slender rose gold ring in her finger. “The city’s energies have been swirling for weeks,” she said calmly, “I think Jay-Jay knows somethings up. Roy definitely does. I might have rushed things a bit in order to spend more time with him.”
“You’re going to take the mantel yourself,” Zatanna said somberly.
“I can’t take Roy from Lian,” Marinette said shaking her head, “And I can’t do this to Jay-Jay. His personal balance is too precarious, and I’m running out of time.”
“Do you know when it will happen?”
“I was going to say tomorrow, but I guess that’s wishful thinking.”
“Why do you say that?” Zatanna asked, and Marinette looked away. There was so much pain and exhaustion in her eyes that Zatanna wanted to wrap her up in the biggest hug, but she refrained as the two small gods floated up in between them.
“Because you are here,” Plagg said sadly.
“What?” Zatanna asked startled.
“Sorceress,” Tikki said, “You have been called by the universe to bear witness on behalf of the magics to the ascension of the Executioner, and the completion of the three. Tonight the Keepers shall be made whole, and we of the divine energies of the world might finally be permitted to act and restore balance to the world.”
Zatanna drew in a long breath as Marinette dapped at her eyes in an attempt to preserve her makeup. Zatanna closed her eyes and centered herself. Her friend needed her. She cursed; Marinette shouldn’t have to go through this. She had already given so much to save the world; she shouldn’t have to give more. Zatanna felt like a little girl again, watching her father taking the Helmet of Fate. It had taken years to get him back. Would something like that happen to Marinette? Would Jason and Roy have to fight tooth and nail just to get one hour a year with her.
Zatanna shook herself. This was not helping. She centered herself again and opened her eyes. “What are you going to do?”
Marinette sighed and said, “What I’ve always done…I’ll do what the universe demands of me and pray that it’s enough.”
Zatanna nodded and pulled her into an embrace. “I’ll help,” she whispered. How long they stayed like that, neither of them could say. But they only broke apart when the sound of glass shattering and screams echoed from the gala. The pull of the universe tugged at the hearts of the two most powerful magic users in the world. And so, Zatanna stepped to the side and bore witness.
There are three Keepers of Balance. The Guardian who protects the Miraculous, the physical tethers for the embodiment of the Universe’s divine energies. When the Keepers are called, the Guardian gives the Miraculous away to those who are worthy, and who are in need. But of all the miraculous given, two are reserved for the other Keepers, and none others. The Miraculous of Creation, which is given to the Arbiter, the one who passes judgment. And the Miraculous od Destruction, which is given to the Executioner, the one who sees that judgment done.
Others might wear and use the miraculous, should the need arise, but on the Keepers may use them to fulfill their divine purpose. Only the Arbiter could use the Ladybug to pass judgment. Only the Execution could use the Cat to fulfill justice.
So, Marinette closed her eyes and called upon the magics. The kwami nodded their respect to Zatanna and went to their Keeper’s will. But even as they were drawn into the jewels, they could not help but smile. In a way, they had always known it would come to this. Ever since that final fight with Hawkmoth. Their chosen just needed time before she caught up to destiny. Time and a reason.
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Jason fell to the ground as soon as he saw the large windows shatter. Goons dressed as clowns carrying everything from tommy guns to bats with nails swung in and quickly surrounded the guests. Jason scanned the crowd and cursed. Bruce was in the middle of the floor with Cass. Tim and Steph were right beside them. Barbara and Dick were with the Commissioner. Duke and Damian were in the middle of a group of socialites who had decided to cling to them. Damian looked like he was about to stab one of them, which was fair, but now wasn’t the time for that.
It looked like he and Roy were the only ones in a position to sneak away, but he wasn’t going to leave until he saw Mari. Roy had said that she had disappeared with Zatanna, so she was undoubtedly safe, but they were no where to be seen in the ballroom.
“Come on,” Roy hissed, and they started to rise in an attempt to make it to one of the nearby exits. But then the main doors burst open in a rocking explosion.
In walked the Joker. He wore a brand-new eggplant purple and line green suit. People screamed as he tossed his fedora at a nearby goon, revealing his stretched and twisted smile.
“What’s this! A party? But where are the balloons? The cake? The party games? Old Brucie! Did you even think to hire a clown?” Joker cried as he sauntered into the middle of the dance floor. The crowd parted before him like the red sea. Only Bruce stood in his way. His face twisted in the fear of his “Brucie” persona, but the hand he used to shield Cassandra was steady. And stood tall and firm, as he stared down the worst villain in Gotham.
“Joker,” Bruce said, allowing a single quiver of his voice. “I’m assuming you want a check?”
“Half right there, old Brucie, old pal!” The Joker sang as he lightly tapped Bruce’s cheek. Jason felt himself growl, and green began to creep into the edges of his vision. That was his father, and the man who had killed him. There was no way in hell, he was letting the Joker get in between them again. Not now, after they had worked so hard to finally get to a place where they could actually talk to each other.
Someone tried to pull Jason out of the room, but he was rooted to the spot as the Joker continued his taunting. “I want every diamond, every ruby, and every gold encrusted bobble in this joint. Laughter ain’t cheap folks, so fork it over or you all get sprayed! But! Before I leave, there’s one more thing I need to see.”
“Whatever it is,” Bruce said as calmly as he could while a goon with a bag began walking around. “I’m sure we can come to an understanding.”
“Yes, I’m sure we could!” Joker sneered, “You see…there’s a rumor floating around Arkham. A rumor of a little China chick, who likes to judge others? Specifically, their fashion. I hear Gotham’s practically in love with her, and their all dying to have her judge them. So, come on Brucie! I’m here to get with the trends! Where is she? I want to be judged! I really, truly want to know what she thinks of me!”  
The Joker’s smile practically doubled, as Bruce’s face paled. And if Jason had been in his right mind, he would have been able to guess the cause. However, the moment the Joker had mentioned Marinette, Jason’s vision went pure green, and he began to stalk towards the Joker. Someone was trying to keep him back, and he went to break their hand.
“So, you wish to be judged!” A voice echoed through the assembly.
Jason blinked as the green vanished. He froze and saw that the wrist he was holding was Roy’s. He was about to break Roy’s hand. Roy, however, didn’t seem to be paying attention anymore. His face had gone a deathly pale, but he wasn’t looking at Jason, or even the Joker. Instead, he was staring up at the ceiling, his face twisted in regret and awe. Jason spun and followed his gaze, and his heart sunk even as it soared in wonder. The Joker had called for Marinette’s judgment, and she was here to give it.
Descending from the skylight like an Old Testament angle, A masked warrior dressed all in black stared at the Joker with blue cat eyes that glowed with a fire brighter than the chandeliers that she was among. Her solid black breast plate faded into an emerald green at her arms until it looked as if her hands had been dipped in poison. Her billowing black skirt faded to red until it looked as if she had been wading through blood. She flew on four wings eagle wings. The two that came from her shoulders were a shimmering red as if they were encrusted with rubies. The two that came from her back were green and were like emeralds. Her ebony black hair fell to her waist, but some unseen wind was blowing it about her so that the golden tips resembled a glowing crown about her head.
She was beautiful, wonderful, and terrible all at once. But Jason knew, despite the golden mask covering half of her face, it was Marinette. He didn’t know what had happened to her, but he could guess. Just as he could guess what was about to happen. He wanted to scream. He wanted to run to her, tell her that this was his place. He wanted to stop her…But he couldn’t.
Something rooted him to the floor, and he couldn’t move. And even as he watched in shame and horror, he also watched in pride and wonder. Because that was his sister. That powerful being coming to bring, just a little more peace to Gotham, their home, was his sister. And he couldn’t have been prouder. So, he stayed exactly where he was. He didn’t fight the force holding him back, even as he blinked back tears.
“Joker,” The Keeper declared in that echoing voice that filled the innocents with hope and sent the guilty trembling, “You have asked to be judged, and so I judge you. I judge you guilty. I judge you evil. I judge you a threat against the natural forces that govern this world. I judge that you have destabilized the balance between Order and Chaos, and have turned the world towards evil. You have polluted the rivers of chaos and distorted the natural ley lines.
“I judge you disserving of Justice. And so as Keeper of the Balance, justice shall be met.”
With the last line, the Keeper drew the sword at her waist. The ruby hilt was graceful and elegant, but the emerald blade was twisted and cruel. A slender line of gold ran down the center of both, and caused the sword to glow with the same light of her eyes, dimming the rest of the world with it.
The Joker didn’t even have time to open his mouth before his neck met the blade. There was utter and complete silence as the body slowly fell to its knees in a final act of respect before the Lady, and then fell to the ground. Jason expected the head to role off, but it did not. Instead the Joker just lay on his side, and not even his ghastly makeup could hide the look of pure terror on his face.
“So it is done,” the Keeper said, and she flew away.
For exactly five minutes, no one, not even the goons, moved. Then someone screamed, and the ballroom erupted into chaos. The goons ran out the way they had come. Gordon was on his phone, as the Wayne’s disappeared to get changed. Jason flinched when a gentle hand was placed on his shoulder. He spun and saw Zatanna, her face firm and unyielding.
“Come,” she said quietly, “We have to bring her back.”
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Roy was shaking. Zatanna had teleported them to the top of Wayne Tower, and it was freezing. But that didn’t matter. They had to find Marinette, and as Zatanna explained the more his panic grew.
“Did she know that could happen?” Jason asked as they scanned the night sky for two pairs of glowing wings.
Zatanna nodded as she worked on a spell meant to draw her to them. “It’s one of the reasons the Keepers are traditionally three. Acting on the will of both Creation and Destruction is…seductive. Imagine doing the thing you were always meant to be doing, you’re whole life, and then having every single barrier removed. If we don’t act quickly, she could lose herself in that state forever.”
“But why?” Jason demanded, “Why did the Universe bring her to us, if we were never meant to help her?”
“You are meant to help her!” Zatanna shouted, “Just not in the way you guessed. Right now what Marinette needs is an anchor, not a protector. So, one of you…anchor her!”
“How?” both men shouted at once.
“We don’t even know where she is?” Roy shouted.
“Where who is?”
Roy jumped and spun to see Marinette floating off the side of the building. She lazily rose up and down with the beat of her wings. Her inky black armored dress blended almost unnaturally with the night sky, making the glow of her eyes and the tips of her hair only that much more luminous in contrast. She stared at them with an innocence that belied the power she radiated, but it didn’t matter. Because she was there, and she was beautiful.
“Mari!” Jason cried rushing forward, as Zatanna approached more cautiously. “Can…can you come down please!”
“Why?” The Keeper asked with that same questing innocence, like a child who couldn’t understand why climbing on the furniture was dangerous.
“Because its dangerous!” Jason cried gesturing to the thousand foot drop beneath where she lazily went up and down, up and down with the beat of her powerful wings.
The Keeper smirked and say, “Silly Jay-Jay. Nothing can harm me! I am one of the forces of nature. I cast a magic spell and make everything better. I hurt those who hurt. I help those in need. I give mercy. I give justice. There is nothing you every need to protect me from again.”
Jason looked like he was about to choke on his tongue. He was so desperate, he couldn’t lose her again. But before he could say anything else. Zatanna stepped forward and said, “Marinette you need to come back. You need to train with Hippolyta. You need…”
Marinette giggled and shook her head. “The universe is guiding me. I am beyond Hippolyta. There is nothing she can teach me. Besides, what I need doesn’t matter. I serve the needs of the world now.” She looked out at the Gotham skyline, the city lights turning the smog into a golden hue. She looked so blissfully happy it was heart breaking. “It’s amazing,” she whispered, “To be so needed. To be able to help so many. I cast a magic spell and make everything better. It’s amazing!”
“But—" Jason started.
“I have to go know,” She said twisting in the air.
“But Mari—"
“The world needs me. Goodbye.”
“But so do I!”
Marinette froze in the sky, as everyone turned to look at Roy. Roy ignored them and took a breath stepping to practically lean over the railing guarding the edge. “Marinette,” Roy said desperately. Praying that his longing and panic seeped into his ever words. “Marinette, I need you to stay. Lian…she still has a lot to learn from you.”
“I can’t stay Roy,” the Keeper whispered, but the wind carried her voice anyway.
“I know,” Roy said, “And I’m not asking for forever. I’m not even asking for tomorrow. But please, just right now. Can you give us right now? That’s all we need.”
For a moment no one moved. There was not a sound on the roof top aside from the swish of the wind, and the beat of her wings. Finally, slowly and gently, the three moved back to give Marinette space in the roof beside them. She dropped her transformation and promptly collapsed into Roy’s waiting arms. Jason rushed forward and clung to his sister. Tears fell down her face at the loss of her power, and the kwami cuddled into her neck and cheek, as she struggled to become mortal once again.
Roy just sat back as he breathed a sigh of relief. It was done. For now. It was done, and Marinette was ok.
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kashlyn · 2 years
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"Cute🐈‍⬛"
Winter. What better season to cuddle with your green eyed, cat-like boyfriend that is still getting used to the magic affecting his very being?
As everyone surrounded their favorite dark blue haired parisian who's beauty can rival those of a fairy, the green eyed youngest member of the family nuzzled his head into her neck.
After the incident that happened last week, the family that stayed in the large mansion called The Wayne Manor, consisting of Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Timothy Drake, Cassandra Cain, Duke Thomas, Stephanie Brown, Bruce Wayne, and Damian Wayne, grew a dislike for the cold. For it made their resident magic user go into a deep sleep that they feared was death.
And so, the butler of the family, Alfred Pennyworth, suggested the idea for everyone to move to the head of the house's study, which had a fireplace that could warm them up.
Dick took a particular liking to the idea, as he dashed to his room, grabbed a bunch of soft pillows, blankets, and snacks and ordered his younger siblings to start making a pillow fort that is not too close to the fire to burn, yet not too far so Damian's beloved can still feel warm and cozy.
Currently, everyone is lounging around the fire inside the fort, making sure the girl with pink pajamas named Marinette is kept warm at all costs So she would not fall into hibernation.
No one knows when it happened, but the pets also joined in with the family as they enjoyed each other's company in silence.
No yelling.
No screaming.
No fighting.
No knives.
Just comfortable silence around the fire as it snowed outside.
As the boys heard the purring of a cat, they just assumed that it was the cat named Alfred that did so, especially because the said cat was seated in his master's lap.
… But Marinette knew better.
After all, she was right beside him as he did so.
"Dami, did you just… Did you just purr?"
And like that, the comfortable silence became awkward, neither knowing how to react.
"I do believe he did, Miss. Marinette. Quite adorably too, may I add." Alfred the human confirmed as a fond smile graced his aging face.
The girl practically jumped from her seat into her lover's arms. "Omg Dami, that really was cute!! Ah! I'm sorry I moved! Are you still comfortable? You were just so cute I couldn't help myself" Marinette, unaffected by the bafflement of everyone else from the family, said while fussing over her boyfriend.
Damian on the other hand, was red faced with embarrassment, affection at his angel's fussing, and anger as he saw the look on his brother, Jason's, face.
Knowing he can't disagree with both Alfred and Marinette without disrespecting the former and hurting the feelings of the latter, he simply glared at his brothers, daring them to say anything.
"Very Cute"
Unfortunately for him, he was not expecting his elder sister, Cass, whom he respected more than most, to chime in.
This caused the rest of the family to break their silence and began teasing their youngest. Or in Dick and his father's case, gushing and documenting the adorable display by accessing the room's CCTV so thy can both have a copy of the moment. (unknown to them, Tim was doing the same but with completely different motivations)
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Weeks passed, the incident almost forgotten by the family and only being reminded when Mari starts calling her boyfriend "My Dark Kitten".
Until Red Hood, in all his glory, just had to make his brother's life worse.
At first he started telling people how much he admired Dick, next he praised Tim's brain in front of the whole Justice League (really, that should have raised the flags for Damian), and finally he discussed how he was glad to have been taken in by the Batman, himself. (With this, even more so!)
It started off as a normal meeting at first, with the elder members talking about updates and how they can help the situation in paris to help the people heal from the emotional terrorist that they suffered from.
But then the current robin started urging people to get a certain class out of the city and have a vacation that he was convinced they needed.
Of course, none of the members of the JL (other than Wonder Woman and the Bat clan) knew that that class consists of most members of the Miracle Team but most of them already knew the identity of Robin and the Batfam and so Jason began his master plan.
"Aww that's cute, Demon spawn. Just admit you just want to see your angel"
The whole league froze (including Jon, who was also there), wondering if Red Hood had another death wish because he called Robin cute of all things.
"Tsk. What are you implying, incompetent bafoon?" Unsheathing his Katana, Robin glared at Red Hood. "I am nothing of the sort, you imbe-"
"So are you saying A was WRONG?" The ex street kid, mocked. "That your angel was LYING…"
And finally, with a smirk, unseen by the people without x-ray vision because of his red helmet, he finished with the nickname that would create chaos for years to come.
"Dark Kitten~"
By now Robin was seething with anger. But he couldn't enact on his feelings because doing so would mean agreeing on the questions his adoptive brother pushed forward.
Around them, the entirety of the League was preparing themselves for a fight. Expecting the bat's youngest to attack the ex crime lord.
When nothing came, Jon was practically shaking in fear while the meme "no one plans a murder outloud" was playing in his brain.
"Don't worry, Demon Spawn! Your anger is just making you more adorable! Aww~" Hood kept taunting.
By now, Batman continued with the meeting, ignoring his two green eyed children… and the rest of his children that started joining in.
Sigh why did he get the feeling that this was a petty revenge from three people that were constantly cleaning up their messes?
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More time passed as the rest of the Bat family kept calling Robin Cute or Dark Kitten.
There was even one incident that Spoiler accidentally called him Dark Kitten while she joined Robin for patrol, which got confused looks from the rogues at first but then they started calling him that too (even if he wasn't currently dressed up as a cat).
Rogues calling him that got so frequent that he just snapped and yelled, "DO NOT CALL ME DARK KITTEN! I AM HER DARK KITTEN! ONLY MY BELOVED ANGEL CAN CALL ME THAT!!" Which became viral after a random civilian was able to take a video of it and posted it on multiple platforms.
And thus, when Damian finally dropped the mantle of Robin, and started wearing an assassin themed leather suit with a cat-eared hood, everyone already knew what his new name was.
Dark Kitten, along with Ladybug, became a power duo that was known to roam the land in search of different accessories while beating thugs and creating peace along the way.
Even so, people never really stopped calling him cute throughout the years.
And maybe… Just maybe… He has really gotten attached used to the compliment.
But don't tell his brothers that or you may end up in your grave a little early.
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muzzable · 8 months
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My thoughts on the Miraculous Movie (in List Format, Written as I Thought Them)
With added comments as I'm making this post in purple, and a short review at the end.
Spoilers for the movie and show under the cut; though most of my comments may not be the most relevant, many are.
"Do you believe in magic" you mean miracles? Cause it's Miraculous?
"stronger than death" they're reviving Emilie aren't they (thankfully not; I guess they mean love is stronger than the grief of death)
Tom looks creepy
I actually think "believe in me" could have been tied to "Believe in Miracles" well
I like her having more general social anxiety compared to just around her crushes like in canon (and then it kinda disappeared)
This girl really does have a pretty singing voice so I'm conflicted but like. Who is this singing. Not the same as talking.
I like getting to see more of Gabriel running a fashion empire (has probably just not watched those episodes of the show) (I think this helped set the tone of Gabriel being controlling down to the last detail, and he didn't even act like he cared about fashion so it helps sell him as the villain or something)
Why is Luka here
I kinda like this chloe more so far tbh
Did they take Marinette's freckles? (pretty sure they did; they're really subtle in the show though)
Why does Emilie sound so impatient if she doesn't mind waiting forever lol
I like that tying into him as hawkmoth though, that she'd wait forever for him so he'd try forever for her
This is a completely different school lol
Saw a brown eyed student that looked more like Adrien than Adrien I think lol
Why'd she start calling her Marinella (seriously, why? she demonstrated she knew her name and they did bring back "baker girl" eventually)
Is she crying? I don't think they animated it (i still don't) Cristina voice acted it though
Adrien sells being socially inept by asking if Marinette's ok then walking away
Marinette holding a black cat book is sweet
I think she and Adrien look better in motion (seeing lots of screenshots I didn't really feel they looked like them, but it was mostly fine when animated)
Ok but he did not say "she's so weird" like he liked it and that's not an Adrien thing to do (and then he seems to love Marinette later for no real reason? Since they can't be together due to his love for ladybug and not "sorry I don't feel the same to you.")
Dang Nathalie get a better guy already he's rude
I thought that was Amelie in the picture cause Gabe had long hair lol
Also why is Adrien at school already? Chloe made a big deal about showing him around so I know he's new but. (in fact they didn't show Gabriel as controlling Adrien at all, just emotionally distant. kinda hurts the point of Ladybug making him feel free or whatever; i guess she makes him feel free from...being depressed that his mom is dead? even thuogh he tells Gabriel to move on at the end, it feels like Adrien's character in this movie is defined by his mom being dead almost as much as Gabriel's is, while in the show he genuinely does move past it.)
Emilie looks the most different (And then the painting is exactly the same lol)
Nooroo temple is kinda cool. Why does he sound like a 36 year old lady
Flying miraculous is .. interesting
"friends don't run from frienfs who hate them" "nice screaming exchange" ok yeah I think this Chloe is funny lol (in hindsight she was funny in the show too i just forgot)
"you are the one" you mean one of the two
Ok so Marinette is chosen for saving Fu's life and Adrien for…having a trash can for Plagg to hide behind? An open window? (Answer: we don't know. We don't really see much of how Adrien gets his miraculous.)
Why is that lady who rejected that guy's proposal the only one in Paris with a French accent (later on there were two other Parisians with accents! wow!)
Also the first akuma is just…some guy? (i just really like how in the show the first akuma was a classmate, and someone they know. we get to see ivan grow, and he rejects perfect alliance in the season 5 finale if i remember right. come to think of it they don't put a lot of emphasis on the fact that akumas stem from emotions here, which pretty much exists to explore characters and stuff.)
I like Plagg seeming to turn into a black cat and Tikki as a ladybug (unless Marinette and Adrien are just attracting those animals which is also cool) (this was also not really expanded upon, but I think the ladybug turned into Tikki)
Also the animation is just so pretty. I love the ladybug miraculous and Tikki here
I like keeping Marinette thinking she can't be ladybug
Ok Tikki is acting like there's no such thing as Chat Noir
Also I like them using the theme melody
Also she already had black earrings
Tikki's lines are definitely funny though
I mean gargoyle is practically flying stoneheart lol (this is related to me talking about Ivan earlier)
I feel ROBBED of seeing Adrien and Plagg meet for the first time Plagg is so important for Adrien as a character (especially with Chat saying in one of the songs that he feels free, and Plagg as his confidant is a really big part of Chat Noir being so liberating to Adrien)
Chat why are you being so mean
Chat expects Ladybug to be his sidekick so at least Plagh told him about the existence of Ladybug which is more than Tikki did lol
I'm finding Chat kinda annoying. I do not think that is good. (Ladybug go to the supermarket and pick up some taste in men)
I'm not sure what's supposed to be going on with the yoyo. It seems alive or at least responsive to Marinette's desires but the staff doesn't do that? (Later he calls it back to him kinda like how Hawkmoth called his cane back in Chat Blanc)
Ladybug sure did go to "no I'm here to save the world" fast after arriving on site and seeing another hero and no villain
Ok don't just say stronger together but like. Tell them why their powers rely on each other (I don't think they did. They were only really stronger together in the sense that two people are more than one)
See I don't like Ladybug actually disliking Chat at first but I would too and I don't think that's good
This guy sounds a bit more like Bryce Pappenbrook than that girl sounds like Cris
Yeah I'm not completely sure why he's in love with Ladybug? I guess cause he smiled when he made jokes at her? I mean I like the idea of her making him smile and that's why he likes her since his life otherwise is so frickin depressing but I don't recall her making him smile.
So he likes Ladybug because he's delusional?
Ok what the frick did they do to Plagg (maybe it's a good thing he wasn't in the movie that much actually) "you'll destroy everything" "duh I'm the kwami of destruction" was the only part of it I liked
Marinette what the heck lol. Just throw Tikki out a window. Unhinged Marinette (good)
Afraid Marinette (sad but also good)
Did Gabriel forget what happened when he akumatized that guy? Interesting if so (I think Nooroo's power just knocked him unconscious. It feels like a way to say using the butterfly miraculous isn't good for him but it's not brought up again.)
Why did Tikki and Plagg disappear if Hawkmoth can have Nooroo while transformed
I don't feel like this animation/choreography fits Gabriel but the song itself works
So is he just akumatizing people who are already supervillains or is this song completely metaphorical
No way. Ladybug the world's first female superhero. (I forget this is a show aimed at preteen girls sometimes lol. That being said it feels odd for a modern day setting to have Alya emphasize that she's a girl superhero because just having a female superhero isn't a new concept.)
I feel like they've got Alya down character wise
Is the mime still Mylene's dad. Why was he in prisonMatPat
Today's back to school fair? But they were just at school yesterday?
Are they trying to set Adrienette together? Because I don't recall Marinette telling Alya she liked Adrien
She seems to have gotten over her social anxiety fast
"leave the fair. I won't drive you myself. I'm sending a car." Gabriel moment
Alya and Nino are going to die
When did Marinette put the earrings back on
This song reminds me a bit of Wall Between Us (rip)
Marinette you don't have time for this musical number PEOPLE ARE GOING TO DIE
Yeah I think they recycled some of Wall for Courage in Me's melody (unless it was originally a reprise of Courage)
Wait didn't they say they needed to free the akumatized victims or whatever earlier. Is there no consequence for them failing to do so with Gargoyle (no, because all they do is just fight the villain until they're knocked out or in Gabriel's case reject the akuma. So I Guess they technically succeeded with Gargoyle.)
Ok Ladybug smiled even though she acted upset about Chat so I think she likes him lol
Dang Chat catching an invisible bullet
Poor Nino. Flying blind through the sky.
I'm confused about when his ferris wheel has windows and when it doesn't
I liked that Alya/Nino scene
Maybe Magician is Mylene's mom lol
Ok no they were just dressed like a mime and magician already (do people in Paris just wear their same outfits in prison? Were they already supervillains with theming or did they just arrest an actual mime and magician?)
What do you mean you think you know what to do Marinette. Nobody told you.
Ladybug and Chat Noir cars lol
Is her Lucky Charm move not gonna be in this movie (no.) Sorry Paris no miraculous cure for you (until the end, which i did like that it reminded me of the "holder sets the limits" thing from Mr Pigeon 72. If you're going to ignore your main character's main superpower until the very end of the movie, that's the way to do it)
How much time passed in that montage I wonder. They should make a show about it (this was mostly a joke, but I do think the movie suffered from a confusing sense of time.)
I like that we've seen a bit of Adrienette and Ladynoir already. Surprisingly I was worried they'd forget that a big part of the show is the interactions of different love square sides
You can't just have a shot of Chat alone in front of the moon like this you're giving me Chat Blanc trauma
Tikki why are you not encouraging her to be happy lol
Ok that was smooth Chat lol (when he pretended to be dead)
Chat just traumadumping Adrien stuff to Ladybug
We're not seeing Plagg again are we
Ok so Chat's verse makes clear that what he likes about her is that he can share anything with her, which I like. It's always been about the freedom from his civilian life and his dad (I liked Stronger Together as a song that explored what they both got out of their relationship, with Marinette sorta getting the ability to do anything. However, I went in knowing that it replaced Wall Between Us, which was about the emotions that make them love both sides of the other, confuse them, and keep them apart. This fact was a bigger part of the movie I feel like, since they both said they had someone else they loved, so I think it kinda suffered by losing a song that actually explains and explores those emotions.)
Ok good job singing with Chat, Mrs Marinette "hes not my boyfriend" Ladybug
What do you mean you can't date cause your heart is someone else's? You and Adrien are not dating.
Oh did you Plagg? Did you tell him not to love Ladybug? I don't recall that (he probably did and I forgot. I don't know.)
Oh dang Adrien. Good for you. (yelling at Dad I mean)
Ok so every love square side is already in love but they can't be with each other despite not having made any commitments to any other side. I shouldn't bash that I guess they're teens dealing with hard feelings
Gonna say I love the animation again
I wish the show had this budget
Alright then. Paris apocalypse. Honestly I'm here for it. I wanna see where Gabe akumatizing himself to die goes (ok I guess he didnt akumatize himself to die. He said he'd be joining Emilie by doing so but I guess not.)
I feel like the characters have a lot of emotions driving their actions and we're not getting time to explore them in this movie (actually my main issue with the movie)
Ok are they gonna address Chat Noir being mad at Ladybug for rejecting him the same way he did Marinette or. (They really didn't.)
Cataclysm the Eiffel Tower. This is in fact a Miraculous Ladybug movie
I'm guessing there's no senti lore
So the suits can just be cut up, huh?
They still haven't actually said that the two Miraculous grant a wish. There was no explanation for how getting them would get him his wife
Ok I'm glad the ultimate takeaway was still "Let Emilie be dead"
Ok so this is kinda like her Origins speech. Except that Chat is already in love with her. (And Gabe's been defeated or whatever)
Oh my word finally. Miraculous cure.
They kinda skipped out on Marinette's emotions and reaction to seeing Adrien was Chat huh. And also that Gabriel was Hawkmoth
Finally Adrien gets to go to the dance. (He could have gone in Representation if his dad was already in jail or whatever. Food for thought.)
Marinette did you seriously just wait months to be like "oh also I know your identity and I'm Ladybug"
Why did they stop being superheroes? No patrol?
How is her hair in that bun is it longer now
That's sweet. Except they cut off before the kiss.
Oh Emilie has the peacock on already. Maybe there is senti lore in this universe after all
Ok no credits song for me I guess it cut to puss in boots
Alright so to recap: I really did like the movie. The characters were fun, it got some laughs out of me, and I liked how emotional the ending actually was. I just think the story is too big for a movie. When watching it I was sure there were complex emotions in mind when writing the characters and their motivations, and that's great; it just didn't feel like they had enough time to explore those emotions. Frankly, I feel like Miraculous needs to be a show. It needs that time for the characters to grow close to each other, to grow as people, to process the revelations they have to deal with. Even with the movie focusing almost solely on Marinette, Adrien, and Gabriel, none of them felt like their character arcs were completely shown. We're told "Marinette's afraid to be Ladybug," "Adrien's never felt free since his mom's death except for when he's Chat Noir," "Gabriel finds his life empty without Emilie," but I don't feel we see those in-depth. Even Marinette and Adrien/Ladybug and Chat Noir getting closer together felt rushed because it was mostly a montage. It's stuff that fans of the show already know, so they don't exactly need to see in the movie, but I think it hurts the movie as its own independent story. I could see this version of the story working better as a one season show, or even a miniseries. Of course, there is a show, so it's not like I can't go back to that.
So overall, I'd say I like the show more than the movie, and I feel like the show is better as well, due to really having the chance to get to know the characters it's about.
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fragileizy · 9 months
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brown eyed marinette supremacy
brown haired marinette and kagami supremacy
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fragileizywriting · 1 year
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incomplete thought bc i’m dozing off and i always misspell stuff when i’m on my phone and am texting and am thinking about my blorbos
more jules magic
okay this illusion she has, right? the illusion where it shows what she’d look like if she were in her 30s just like luka, she can manipulate it into whatever she wants? it’s just a moveable doll, really.
what if jules gives in and changes the illusion to show what luka looked like when he was younger?
oh my god.
oh my god could you imagine a 14ish year old luka who has bright blue eyes, light brown hair, and dangles smile and chubby teen ish cheeks?
he’s a baby……..
marinette nearly jumps for him, cooing about how cute he is, how he’s such a cute little newheld and she’s essentially squishing his cheeks the way i would squeeze a pillow after seeing a puppy. she squeezes this illusion so much and so often until jules can’t keep it up because she’s giggling so hard.
he’s so boyish. he looks so similar to juleka (duh). he LEANS INTO MARINETTE’s HAND WHEN SHE PETS HIM and marinette is having a PROBLEM. ever since then luka deals with a very teary-eyed marinette absolutely distraught at how adorable he was when he was younger and how she wants to keep squishing him forever and ever
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trixxiephantomhive · 2 years
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Okay so what's one angry fretboard? 👀
Oooo this one is one of my Stoner!Luka fics (so skip this one if you're someone who doesn't like that series)
it's on of the ones where he actually is trying to pull himself together
I got the prompt "fret" from somewhere, and rolled with it, It's not edited in the slightest and it's def on the chopping board (aka things I delete or completly re-write
“Hey, hey, don’t fret okay? They’re going to love your music.” Marinette hugs Luka. Trying to reassure the restless and anxious boy. “I don’t know.. I’ve been turned away before.. Every time before.” 
Marinette sighs and pats his head “You haven’t tried in over a year” 
Luka turns away to pout “yes and getting rejected and sending me back to weeks of not leaving my room level depression is something I like to repeat” 
“Luka, they’ll love your music! This is where Jagged started out” Luka stands and starts to pace, “yes but.. I’m not Jagged, I’m his half-witted son”
“You are NOT half witted luka!!” 
“..whatever- y’know-” Luka gets cut off by a lady with strawberry-blonde hair and a blue pantsuit “Luka Couffaine? They’re ready for you.”  
Luka’s eyes go wide as he nods “A-alright, Merci..” He looks back at marinette and she gives him a reassuring smile. 
He heads into the offices to see if they’ll sign him to the label. Jagged's old label. He knows it’s just for publicity, he swore that after his mom he would pay the bills with this stupid guitar. 
Less than an hour later he walks out, a slight slump in his gait. Barely even glancing at his girlfriend before leaving the building. 
“I’m not the right sound or look. I wouldn’t sell. This is fucking bullshit.” He sits in the car and slams his head against the wheel. 
Marinette gently sits next to him and pats his shoulder. His eyes snap up to her “sorry.. I lost my temper a bit..” 
“Luka, One, it is stupid, but you’ll find a way. And Two, you don’t need to always control your emotions with me. I’ve seen you at your worst. Stoner boy”
He groans but it turns into a chuckle. I know.. But still it’s so.. Every rejection feels like my ma telling me that my music isn’t good.. Or real music.”
“Your “Ma” is an insane metalhead who made your life miserable. You’re not dealing with that anymore. You also don’t need to write music you think she’d like. I’ve heard some of the recent stuff.” 
Luka slams his head on the wheel again. “I don’t know what I’m doing anymore. Lets just go home” 
The pair drives home and he walks inside and immediately finds himself a gummy worm. The special gummy worms. He slurps down two and leans back on the couch. Marinette sighs as she watches him and finds a fresh roll her mother dropped off. She tosses it to him. His reflexes not delayed yet, He catches it
“Not on an empty stomach Couffaine”
“When will you be a Couffaine?”  The Blue eyed girl blushes and looks at the wall “Just eat the bread luka.”
“At least it's yummy.” Luka eats the bread and lays down, waiting for the high to hit him, it comes on not too much later and he starts mumbling some random things. 
Eventually he gets up and turns on the sink, then just stares at it, the water running seeming to inspire something, so he pulls out his ever present notebook, which is completely Identical in skin to the brown leather bracelet ever present on his wrist. Two things, hiding his only secrets. 
Marinette, After mentally questioning him, leaves for work. Her fashion business took off after taking over the spot of the once renowned brand Gabriel. 
Meaning she works a lot, and with juleka in charge of all her models, and owning her own hair salon  with Rose, Luka tends to get left at home, and feel a bit like the families dead weight 
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angelofthequeers · 2 years
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Ladybug and Reine Nuit: chapter 27
The Collector I
Disclaimer: I don’t own ML.
Chapter 26 | Chapter 28
“This is where the Guardian lives?” Marinette gasps outside Mr Fu’s massage parlour the day after defeating Volpina. “But he healed you…of course! I should have known! Who else would know how to heal a kwami?”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you before, Marinette,” Tikki says from Marinette’s shoulder. “But he didn’t want you or Reine Nuit to come back until you’d settled in to your powers and the time was right.” She looks at the book under Marinette’s arm and a sleeping Duusu on Marinette’s other palm and adds, “I’d say that this counts as the right time.”
Marinette takes a deep breath, then tucks Duusu into her purse, walks into the building and knocks on Mr Fu’s door. After a moment, she opens it. Mr Fu smiles at her from where he’s sitting cross-legged on the ground.
“Hello, Ladybug,” Mr Fu says.
“I know you didn’t want me to bring her to you until she’d gained more experience and could be trusted,” Tikki says. “But you have to see what she’s discovered! Show him, Marinette!”
“I’m guessing you’re not really a vet, then?” Marinette jokes. Mr Fu chuckles.
“Not really. And your first day of school wasn’t a chance meeting either.”
Marinette’s eyes widen. Oh! That’s right! She’d saved an old man in a red Hawaiian shirt from the traffic! She’d lost her macarons! How did she not put two and two together when she brought Tikki in for healing?
“Marinette, you're always ready to help others. I knew that day, that very moment, that you'd make a fantastic Ladybug. I regret that I could not test you further to be completely sure, but the Butterfly had been reactivated after years, and for evil purposes. I knew I had to act fast. And you’ve thankfully proven me right, as has Reine Nuit. I did not even intend to test her; she caught my eye when I was going to test someone else.”
“So…Tikki says you’re the Guardian?” Marinette says while trying to digest the fact that she’d been tested and deemed worthy of being a superhero. “What does that mean?”
In response, Mr Fu slowly climbs to his feet and leads Marinette over to the massive phonograph on the table behind him. Marinette gasps when Mr Fu presses the eyes of the dragon engravings to lift the plate with Chinese writing that she can’t read, then enters a code in the buttons that are revealed. The phonograph opens, releasing a small, dark brown box with scarlet markings.
“Hello!” A small green kwami with yellow eyes and a turtle shell on its back flies out of the horn of the phonograph and hovers in front of Marinette. “I’m Wayzz, Master Fu’s kwami. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Marinette!”
“Uh…you too!” Marinette says, because that’s really all she can think to say to the turtle kwami that had just appeared.
“We guardians are responsible for protecting and distributing the Miraculouses, for the good of all humanity,” Mr Fu – Master Fu – says. “We are chosen in childhood and trained for many years, especially for this mission. When we were much, much younger, we…” He sighs and shakes his head. “I made a mistake. The guardians' temple was destroyed, all because of me. Two of the Miraculouses were lost that day: the Butterfly and the Peacock. Also gone forever was the ancient spell book.”
“Oh!” Marinette reaches into her purse for the peacock brooch. Master Fu and Wayzz gasp and share a wide-eyed look of awe when Marinette presents Master Fu with the brooch and Duusu, who yawns and opens her pink and blue eyes. “The person who found the book also found the Peacock!”
“Duusu…” Master Fu holds out his hands to accept the brooch and kwami. Wayzz darts down to hover next to Duusu, as does Tikki. “After all this time…”
“Hello, Wang Fu!” Duusu chirps with a wide smile. “Wow, you’ve aged! Has it really been that long?”
“Hello, old friend!” Wayzz says, landing on Master Fu’s palm with Tikki to sandwich Duusu in a hug.
“I don’t know how, but her Miraculous is damaged,” Marinette says. “I was told that I needed to bring her to you.”
“After Feast!” Duusu says, and Master Fu pales to the colour of sour milk. Huh. Marinette makes a mental note to ask Master Fu about that in the future.
Master Fu sighs. “I’m sorry, Duusu. It’s my fault. If I’d had a better grasp of my emotions…”
“Master?” Marinette says, but Master Fu just shakes his head as he returns to sit on the floor at a low table and gestures for her to join him. Okay, fine, she’ll let it go for now. He places the brooch on the table and then takes the spell book from Marinette and opens it, while Tikki, Duusu, and Wayzz start to chase each other around in the air, giggling.
“How can you understand that?” Marinette says.
“Back in the day, I was never given the opportunity to even have a look at it, but I've been taught enough to be able to partially decipher the code,” Master Fu answers. “These pages contain various spells capable of giving the Ladybug and Black Cat special abilities that we haven't known about…until now. Obviously, this book is invaluable.”
“Oh…” Marinette stares at the drawing of an ancient Chinese Ladybug, then back up at Tikki. Despite knowing that Tikki is thousands of years old, it’s still jarring to see a woman from millennia ago and know that this could be practically yesterday for her tiny friend.
“I've always believed that whoever possessed this spell book must also have the Peacock and the Butterfly Miraculous,” Master Fu says. He nods at Duusu. “As you’ve proven, they did indeed have the Peacock.”
“So…wait, whoever had this spell book and Duusu could be Hawkmoth?” Marinette gasps.
“How did you discover this book, Marinette?”
“I…well, my friend Adrien Agreste gave it to me! He said he’d gone snooping in his father’s office and found the book and the brooch hidden away. He gave them to me as Ladybug when I asked to see them.”
“Hmm…” Master Fu looks down at the book. “Adrien was one of the people I intended to test for the Black Cat Miraculous. If his father is indeed Hawkmoth, it is fortunate I didn’t. Not because Adrien may be like Hawkmoth – or indeed have any idea of that – but because placing the Black Cat within Hawkmoth’s household would practically be a gift for him if he realised.”
“I could do some more investigating if you want,” Marinette says. “You know, to make sure that it is Mr Agreste. Adrien said that he went on loads of trips to Tibet, so who knows? He could just be a Miraculous enthusiast. I know Alix – she’s a girl in my class – her older brother is an Akhenaten enthusiast. He got akumatised because he wanted to do an ancient Egyptian spell.”
“That is a possibility, however slim,” Master Fu agrees. “But promise me you’ll be very careful, Marinette. If you succeed, you may well find yourself face to face with Hawkmoth. Be very careful not to give Gabriel Agreste any indication that you’re on to him. And I will have a copy of this brooch made to allay any possible suspicion when he discovers it gone.”
“I promise,” Marinette says. She hesitates. “Master…how do you know we’ll win? We’ve fought so many akumas, and yet we’ve never found a trace of Hawkmoth.”
Master Fu just smiles at her. “Marinette, what is Hawkmoth’s strategy to obtain your Miraculous?” he says, tilting his head. “How is he using his akumas to achieve this?”
“Um…he seems to just take advantage of whoever’s feeling bad, right?” Marinette says with a frown. “He doesn’t seem to really have a strategy. He just akumatises people and lets them go wild. I think the only time he had a plan was when we faced Stormy Weather.”
“Exactly. Hawkmoth has no idea how to utilise his powers to their fullest potential. His attacks consist of preying on those who are upset in the heat of the moment – and when things go wrong for him, he simply keeps going with his original plan. You, on the other hand, are quick and adaptable. No matter how obscure your Lucky Charm, you always find an unconventional use for it, and if something does not work then you simply attack from another angle. The Butterfly represents transition and metamorphosis, and Hawkmoth doesn’t understand his power as you understand the power of creation. That will be his downfall.” With another smile, Master Fu adds, “And you have Reine Nuit by your side. I couldn’t have picked a better duo. While Hawkmoth may currently possess more raw power than the two of you due to your inexperience, you and Reine Nuit are an unstoppable team. That is why you will win, Marinette.”
“Oh…” Marinette stares down at her lap for a long while. “Thanks, Master. I was wondering why you chose me instead of someone who wasn’t such a clumsy mess.”
“You may be physically clumsy, but your mind is one of the brightest I have seen in many years,” Master Fu says. “And Reine Nuit’s drive to do the right thing will serve the both of you very well. Now, shouldn’t you be going? I believe it’s nearly time for your school day to begin.”
“Oh! Right!” Marinette waves at Duusu, who giggles and waves back, then stands up and leaves with Tikki.
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When Marinette bursts into the classroom just before school begins, she’s greeted with the sound of Chloé’s shrill sobbing as the blonde sprawls dramatically on the storeroom stairs. Their classmates are crowded around her, while Lila sits on the stairs with Chloé and rubs her back with a tenderness that can only be fake.
“This is a terrible tragedy!” Chloé howls.
“What’s going on?” Marinette says. Chloé’s next words make her stomach roll.
“Adrien's never coming back to school! Ever!”
“His dad grounded him,” Kim says.
“For life,” Max adds.
“Something about losing this major important book of his dad’s,” Nino finishes. Marinette’s eyes widen. Oh no! She’d known that Adrien would face consequences for it, but…pulled out of school? Adrien doesn’t deserve this! Was it really worth taking the book, especially if Master Fu was right and only a Guardian can read it? What if she never sees her friend again? What if he’s trapped in that cold house forever?
“I don’t know why you’re so shocked, Marinette,” Lila says silkily. “Adrien probably let you keep it after I got it back out of your bag for him. That poor boy would do anything for you, what with being his first real friend and all…and even more.”
“Wait, are you saying that Marinette’s letting Adrien take the fall when she stole the book?” Juleka says. “Because that doesn’t sound like Marinette at all.”
Marinette tries to form words, but her mouth won’t cooperate. How can she refute Lila’s claims when she’s technically correct but doesn’t know that Marinette is Ladybug?
“Actually, Marinette’s not the one with the book,” Alya says. She holds her phone up. “I have video proof of Ladybug taking the book off you and Chloé in the park!”
Marinette could kiss Alya, honestly.
“But we don’t actually know what happened after Ladybug and Adrien appeared,” Lila says.
“We saw you steal the book from Adrien in the library,” Nino says, crossing his arms. “He dropped his bag and you totally pushed the book away and took it.”
“Then you tried to frame Marinette for it with Chloé!” Alya says triumphantly. “I got that part on video too.”
“You were stalking me?” Lila gasps and buries her face in her hands as the class frowns at her. “And now you’re trying to take things out of context? I…I didn’t give the book back straight away because I wanted to look at it. And, well…I was so nervous around Adrien Agreste! But if you really were filming me, you’d see that I gave it back to Adrien in the park!”
“While plotting with Chloé to frame Marinette,” Alya says. “Don’t forget that part. I literally have you and Chloé saying that on video.”
“Because…I was afraid!” Lila looks around at her classmates, who are now outright glaring at her. “Hasn’t Chloé ever threatened you guys before?”
“Excuse me?” Chloé snaps, dabbing at her watery eyes.
“I mean…” says Mylène.
“My mamma may be an international diplomat, but Chloé’s father is the mayor of Paris,” Lila continues. “And I’m the new girl! I was terrified that if…well, if I didn’t do as she said, she’d pick on me! And, well…I’ve been the new girl a lot. I didn’t want to be bullied at another school…”
Marinette exchanges a scowl with Alya. Oh, this girl is good. She knows exactly which buttons to press and judging by how their classmates are now giving her sympathetic looks, those buttons work very well indeed.
“I’m truly sorry that I tried to frame you, Marinette,” Lila says, casting her gaze down at the floor. “I really hope you can forgive me.”
“Excuse me, but you were in on it just as much as I was!” Chloé says.
“Oh, shut it, Chloé,” says Ivan.
“Why should we believe you, after all those years of picking on us?” Nathaniel says.
“Chloé’s done the same to all of us,” Rose says, patting Lila on the shoulder. “And you still tried to comfort her!”
Marinette grimaces at the malicious gleam in Lila’s eyes. She’s trapped, and Lila knows it. She can’t exactly call Lila out without looking like the bad guy. So, she pastes a smile on her face.
“That’s okay!” she chirps. “Um, I gotta…go! To the bathroom! Yeah!”
“But class is just about to start!” Alya says as Marinette runs off. Once she’s locked in a stall in the girls’ bathroom, Marinette opens her purse to let Tikki out.
“I can’t believe that witch!” she says. “She just manipulated the whole class to her side just like that!”
“We have bigger problems than Lila right now,” Tikki points out. Marinette sighs.
“Yeah, you’re right. We need to go and investigate Gabriel Agreste before he realises that the Peacock Miraculous is gone as well. Tikki, spots on!”
Once she’s transformed, Ladybug slips out of the bathroom and out the nearest window, swinging up to the roof. She tries to call Reine Nuit on her yo-yo, who thankfully picks up just as it’s about to ring out.
“What’s up?” Reine Nuit says. “I saw you outside the school. Is there an akuma?”
“I’m on the roof. Hurry and we’ll talk up here.” Ladybug hangs up. A few moments later, there’s the sound of grunting, and Reine Nuit lands on the rooftop and smiles weakly.
“I take it you’ve heard the news about our favourite blogger?” she says.
“Yeah…” Ladybug shakes her head. “But we have more important things to worry about. I think I know who Hawkmoth is.”
Reine Nuit gasps and drops her staff. “Wait, seriously?” she splutters, bending down to pick it up. “Just like that? Who?”
“Gabriel Agreste.”
Reine Nuit drops her staff again. “Seriously? You got proof?”
Ladybug pauses to piece together what she can tell Reine Nuit without letting on about Master Fu. “That book Adrien gave me…it’s full of information about the Miraculouses. I thought Mr Agreste could just be a Miraculous enthusiast, but…an eccentric artist who never leaves his home? Mysterious, very intelligent, but cold, even with his own son? And look at this!” She brings up a picture of Adrien on her yo-yo, then enlarges it to show the butterfly-shaped logo on his shoe. “I’ve always thought that was just a stylistic choice, or Mr Agreste’s personal signature. But with all this other evidence?”
“That…actually makes sense. Wow.” Reine Nuit runs a hand down her face. “We need to get to the bottom of this. Let’s go!”
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ashtifers-ballpit · 10 months
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i’ll never forgive mlb for taking away brown eyed marinette. the power this show could have had.
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welcome to another episode of miraculous ladybug: is it intentional or is it a continuity error
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Brown eyed adrienette 🥰💕
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bugaboooooooooo · 2 years
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Made some more Marinette edits where Mari has, you know, actual black hair. Plus gave her grey-blue eyes in one and in the others brown cuz Mari with brown eyes is the best one.
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You guys with black hair and brown eyes are gorgeous! ❤
Marinette with brown hair edits here, a bunch of Chloe edits here
If you have any suggestions for more edits, pls let me know!
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gem-minnie · 3 years
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I can’t hear you over the sound of Brown-Eyed Marinette Supremacy
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koriandrlove · 2 years
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it's racist to replace alya as marinettes best friend and then give all of her good traits to chloe.
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