#muse: nino lahiffe

[deejayrpstaylorsversion]

“ I just got home from djing this really sick wedding. granted two of the brides maids came up to me giving me their number…and i had to let them down easily saying I’m in a very happy committed relationship…I don’t know what’s funnier the look on their face, or the look on mine when one of them goes ‘a relationship with your hand isn’t real’ and then shoved her number into my jacket pocket.. is this actually normal??”

#{ open starter } #indie miraculous ladybug rp #miraculous ladybug rp #indie mlb rp #muse: nino lahiffe #/yes i did repost this one it is too good that it didn't get notes lmao

[miktoast]

so i was just re-reading my reference sheet for Miraculous Ladybug AU's when i found this bit that i'm absolutely in love with. for some context, i was explaining the various nicknames characters have for each other and how they came about. also, please note that this is an AU where Stoneheart took place on the first day of their second year of lycee. Also note, in this AU, Ladybug goes by Coccinette.

Adrien's Nicknames for Marinette and Ladybug:

—Ma Cherinette (as in "my dear [cherie] Marinette" after Nino's short film, where Adrien makes an inside joke of pretending to act like their old roles but with their own names) [Adrien to Marinette]

"Agent Dupain-Cheng! Ah, how I've missed you, ma Cherinette!" Adrien swooned, draping one arm around Marinette's shoulders while the other clutched at his chest. He could feel her tense momentarily and hunch into herself before drawing on the confidence that made her a worthy Madame President when M. D'Argencourt got akumatized, and worthy Buginette when Coccinette was out of town and Marinette had to face Evillustrator herself.

Her spine straightened as she rose to her full height under the weight of Adrien leaning against her, and as every time before that they had done this little bit of improv, his admiration for his friend resurged with vigor.

"Oh, Officer Agreste, mon cœur, I have burned every second we've been apart. The next mission, won't you ask me to stay?" She turned to him, causing his arm to slip from her shoulders until his hand caught on her hip. She grab his hand from his chest and held it delicately between her own before turning her face upward so he could meet her eyes.

Her eyes… They were shining so blue, so filled with love and heartache, that Adrien himself began to feel an ache in his chest, as if he had just learned to breathe and had only ever been suffocating before.

"You know I'd follow you anywhere, if only you'd ask. Even if you wish to wander only in this little town." She closed her eyes, and the spell should have been broken, but still he found himself captivated as she pressed her cheek against his knuckles, as if they were his lips giving her tender kisses. Her words burned him deeply, echoing with his own sentiments towards a girl, and surely it must be the girl in front of him that he is so attached to, for surely no other could set his chest ablaze with as much ferocity as she.

He exhaled softly, and thought that he must be blowing smoke into her hair as the blaze burned higher. "Cherie… you are a brilliant phoenix, and I would never think to cage you at my side. You set my heart on fire, and the embers burn even when we are apart. Let us feed the flames now, so that when you must fly, I will still feel your warmth."

His hand, which had been gripping bruises into her hip, rose to the back of her head. He pulled her forward until her forehead came to rest on his collarbone, and he buried his nose in her hair, thoughts only on how his knuckles pressed into the supple flesh of her cheek, how his fingers dug into the base of her hairline, how his lips brushed her scalp, and how certainly she would remember him, if only by the watercolor marks on her hip.

It was only after several minutes that he seemed to remember that he wasn't some detective who finally returned to his distant lover when he heard giggling and the shutter-click of a smartphone camera. It was several extended seconds more when he finally brought himself to raise his head, dreading to break the scene and have Marinette leave his arms. Alya met his eyes over black hair, a sly grin on her face while she waved her phone screen from only a meter away.

He couldn't stop the glare as he reluctantly pulled away.

“Oh, drop the look, ‘mon coeur,’ you know Nino would never forgive either of us if someone didn’t get this on camera for him to use later,” Alya snorted, stepping towards the pair.

Adrien simply huffed in reply, finally letting his arms drop. His skin immediately began to feel too hot without Marinette’s soothing coolness to sap the extra heat. He noticed, with no small amount of smug, that Marinette shivered, and goosebumps raised on the back of her arms once his heat no longer blanketed her. Even better, it took her several more moments to pull his hand from her cheek, and even more after that to actually drop his hand. Once her grip relaxed, he allowed himself to squeeze her fingers before finally letting go.

All the while, Alya continued to watch, thankfully not recording this time. These soft moments with Marinette, where he allowed himself to dip into his bursting stores of love and get a little out of his system, he wanted to keep only for himself and Marinette. He wanted to keep Marinette’s soft moments only for himself. He wanted no one else to get to see how Marinette acts when indulging in affection, however unrealistic that possessive want may be; after all, Marinette was full of affection and gave it freely.

But this affection?

These embraces, these kisses of the knuckles against her cheek like a cat, this “burning” devotion (however pretend), this affection which Marinette only seemed to give to him? He wanted it all. He didn’t want to see Marinette get a partner and give these affections to them. He didn’t want others to leech off of these affections with their seeing and their hearing when they indulged in these morning rituals. He wanted it to be only Marinette’s and his, he wanted them to be done for him alone, for the rest of time.

#miraculous ladybug #adrienette #fake dating #? i guess #denial #lmao adrien is still blind #it was just lovesick musings bc how could he possibly love Two people so deeply #adrien agreste #pov adrien #marinette dupain cheng #bief cameo of #alya cesaire #mentions of #nino lahiffe #apologies for typos #its 5am and im editing/rewriting as i read #also im on a galaxy tablet with a stylus actualy handwriting at a 90 degree angle in bed #T-T

[msweebyness]

CLASS OF HEROES AU: CAST LIST

This is a list of all the characters currently assigned in my AU, it will be updated as I go along. As always, credit to @imsparky2002 and @artzychic27 for their support and help with this AU!

Marinette Dupain-Cheng- Fa Mulan

Adrien Agreste- Rapunzel

Alya Cesaire- Tiana

Nino Lahiffe- Fairy Godmother(brother)

Rose Lavillant- Belle

Juleka Couffaine- Beast/Prince Adam

Max Kante- Hiro Hamada

Le Chien Kim- Hercules

Alix Kubdel- Aladdin

Ivan Bruel- Quasimodo

Mylene Haprele- Snow White

Chloé Bourgeois- Anastasia Tremaine

Zoe Lee- Cinderella

Sabrina Raincomprix- Pinocchio

Nathaniel Kurtzberg- Aurora/Sleeping Beauty

Marc Anciel- Elsa

Ondine- Ariel

Kagami Tsurugi- Merida

Aurore Beaureal- The Blue Fairy

Mireille Caquet- Simba

Jean Duparc- Kuzco

Cosette Bellamy- Robaire

Denise Cabello- Wreck-It Ralph

Simon O’Connor- Peter Pan

Ismael Prisk- Genie

Reshma Leghari- Isabela Madrigal

Lacey Greene- Tinker Bell

Austin Tomassian- Jasmine

Lila Rossi- Ernesto de la Cruz

Felix Fathom- Cassandra Gothel

Markov- Baymax

Caline Bustier- Flora

Ms. Mendeliev- Yen Sid

Principal Damocles- Prince John

Sabine Cheng- Fa Zhou

Tom Dupain- Fa Li

Gina Dupain- Grandmother Fa

Gabriel Agreste- Mother Gothel

Nathalie Sancoeur & Emilie Agreste- Rulers of Corona

Marlena Cesaire- Eudora

Otis Cesaire- James (Tiana’s father)

Luka Couffaine- Julebeast’s brother, a Grand Piano due to the curse

Anarka Couffaine- Mrs. Potts/Julebeast’s Mother

Penny Rolling- Cogsworth/Julebeast’s stepmom

Jagged Stone- Lumiere/Julebeast’s father

Roger Raincomprix- Gepetto

Aya Kurtzberg- Queen Leah

Kiran Anciel- Anna

Penny & Alyssa Anciel- Rulers of Arendelle

Tomoe Tsurugi- King Fergus/Queen Eleanor of Dunbroch

Jessica Keynes- Pocahontas

Aeon Hill- WALL-E/EVE (Composite Character)

Austin Armbruster- Charlotte LaBeuff

Austin Quinlan- Moana

Austin Boulet- Winston Deavor

Audrey Bourgeois- Lady Tremaine

Sarah(Fred’s Producer)- Evil Queen

Manon Chamack- Vanellope Von Schweetz

Bob Roth- Hades

Alec Cataldi- Timon

Theo Barbot- Pumbaa

Jalil Kubdel- Abu

Clara Nightingale- Lead Muse

Amelie Graham De Vanily- Ursula

Grand Master Su Han- Arendelle Royal Advisor

Mr. XY- Gaston

Chung, Kang, and Jiao- Yao, Ling and Chien-Po

Fei Wu- Li Shang

Plagg- Mushu

Tikki- Cri Kee

Kaalki- Khan

Sass- Pascal

Xuppu- Pegasus

Nooroo- Jiminy Cricket

Duusu- Scuttle

Stompp- Hugo

Pollen- Victor

Wayzz- Laverne

Mullo- Jaq

Fluff- Gus

Longg- Angus

Roaar- Rajah

#miraculous ladybug #disney au #class of heroes #ml au #akuma class #science kids #mlb ocs #cast list

[grimalkinscratches]

Ao3 Link through the here (x)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Other Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug Relationship: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Félix (PV), Félix (PV) & Nino Lahiffe, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Nino Lahiffe, Alya Césaire & Félix (PV), Chloé Bourgeois & Félix (PV) Character: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Félix (Miraculous Ladybug PV), Plagg (Miraculous Ladybug), Tikki (Miraculous Ladybug), Alya Césaire, Nino Lahiffe, Chloé Bourgeois Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, the most AU of AUs, Fix-It of Sorts, No Miracle Box We Thrive In Chaos, Kwami Swap, Kwami & Miraculous Lore, Not Canon Compliant

Chapter Excerpt:

The same two notes. They played in his head, over and over. A second’s worth of audio, drilling into his head again, again, and again.

“You are getting closer to your masterpiece, Bravura,” his patron hummed, smugly oblivious to the pain Bravura was in from feeling the same. Two. Notes. “Keep pushing.”

“I am,” Bravura muttered, reaching for the light-wire keys in front of him. But all that came to his mind were two notes. Just the two. And he played them, again and again, trying desperately to push through the thick layer of fog at the centre of his mind, trying to find the rhythm to continue. But also- he remembered how his لوالدة noted that alarms were music in themselves. Despite being only two notes. And only the two. “Stay Away,” he remembered her saying as she translated out a voiceless alarm for him when he was younger, afraid of loud noises. “Go-to safe-ty.”

His heart stopped, hearing footsteps. He turned, starting to protest, but the protest died on his lips as a voice started to sing. The quality wasn’t the best: she wasn’t perfect, she wasn’t some unshone star dramatically coming to light in a narrative climax. But, there was an amateur's passion in her voice, and it. It was sincere. Bravura could tell. He could almost taste her sincerity because he knew- 

Music was where people’s feelings came to shine. To be communicated beyond just words. This was true, especially as he was now a fairy of music.

“Should their cup runneth over,” she sang, and his fingers, without his conscious input, moved to a third note. A fourth. They kept up with her as she sang, “the loss is not of wine.”

His eyes locked on her. Her face was like a half-forgotten memory before the fog seeped in a lifetime ago. The sharp angles of it were lit with the auditorium’s lights (all of them moving to his mind’s reflex like a limb detached but still listening for his art) like a masquerade mask, and her pale-green eyes seemed like a cut of dew to slash the fog away. Her song spoke even in her body, in the careful positioning of her shoulders, the way she didn’t shiver at him like the others had as they had run from the auditorium.

Bravura’s feet began to move, the gentle click of his new fine leather shoes against the stage. They circled each other as she continued to sing.

He reached out, a light-wire guitar from his patron touching his hand, and a fast-paced Spanish-styled guitar began to play, adding an air of energy and tension, the two of them increasing their pace as they circled and circled but never met.

“Their throne was once so golden.” She flourished her hands, extending her arms out like wings. “But the tarnish taints us all in time.”

A gentle drum beat began to play to the beat of their steps, he made sure of it. As the art came to him, cutting through the fog, he made sure to lay it out as quickly as it came to him, like a memory unlocked from years of decay and rot.

“As they revel in their decadent excess, to their will I bend no knee,” his muse sang. She gestured to him. “Do we stand with the damned or the blessed? Or find some land between?”

#fic: of sages and warriors #felinette #nino lahiffe #pv felix #felix agreste #marinette cheng

[ao3feed-ladynoir]

Artistic Lovers || K. Nathaniel

Artistic Lovers || K. Nathaniel by Shinzo11

Prepare to be enthralled as Miraculous Ladybug takes an unexpected twist in this electrifying fanfiction tale.

Enter Alvaro Sebastián Mondragon, a mysterious transfer student hailing from the vibrant streets of Spain. With his striking foreign looks, an air of undeniable coolness, and an accent that carries the melodies of far-off lands, he becomes an instant magnet for attention. Everywhere he treads, heads turn, and hearts skip a beat.

Amidst the sea of admirers, we meet Nathaniel Kurtzberg, a brooding introvert whose love for the arts knows no bounds. His world becomes bleak when he finds himself trapped in an inspiration block, drifting aimlessly in a sea of creative drought. But just when he's about to lose hope, an electrifying encounter awaits him.

In a whirlwind of fate and creative energy, Nathaniel stumbles upon Alvaro, a newfound muse who ignites a spark within his soul. Their meeting unleashes a storm of emotion, as their contrasting personalities collide. From an initial intimidation to an irresistible attraction, witness the birth of a tempestuous romance between an enigmatic yet undeniably handsome young man and a charmingly adorable introvert.

Words: 3910, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Nathaniel Kurtzberg, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Luka Couffaine, Chloé Bourgeois, Juleka Couffaine, Alya Césaire, Nino Lahiffe, Rose Lavillant, Alix Kubdel, Lila Rossi

Relationships: Nathaniel Kurtzberg/Original Male Character(s), Nathaniel Kurtzberg/Original Character(s), Marc Anciel/Original Male Character(s), Marc Anciel/Original Character(s), Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Juleka Couffaine/Rose Lavillant, Alya Césaire/Nino Lahiffe, Luka Couffaine/Original Male Character(s), Luka Couffaine/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Boys In Love, Yaoi, Cross-Posted on Wattpad, Teen Romance, Eventual Happy Ending, Fluff, Eventual Smut, Fanfiction, Original Character(s), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fluff and Angst, Angst, Gay Male Character, Gay, Gay Panic, Everyone Is Gay, Slow To Update, Aged-Up Character(s)

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48548737

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Adrienette Plus #❤️ #🐞 #💚 #Adrienette Plus #Miraculous Ladybug #♧ #R:T #W:U #A:Shinzo11

[voidfcllen]

Rattles around my Catchphrase-having Magical Girl muses.

Gal Alvarez / Dudepow - Sock it to me Broseph

Evelyn Clavell / Dudewhap - Shock it to me Broseph

Bily Batson / Captain Marvel - Shazam

Adrien Agreste / Chat Noir - Claws Out

Nino Lahiffe / Carapace - Shell On

Danny Fenton / Phantom - I’m Going Ghost

Jim Lake Jr / The Trollhunter - For the Glory of Merlin Good Of All Daylight is Mine to Command

Randy Cunningham / The Ninja - Actually doesn’t have one but says Ninja O’clock a lot.

Dani Phantom - Also doesn’t have one but will steal Danny’s.

Chiro - Also no Catchphrase but also doesn’t transform back to his Civvie self anymore which is sad in several ways.

#(MAGICAL BOYS MOSTLY IG) #❅ [ OOC ] ROAD WORK ahead? uh i sure HOPE so.

[deciphertheriddler]

10, 12

Ask the mun about their writing

10. How many muses do you have and which do you relate to most? Why?

Ok, so. On tumblr I just have Eddie. BUT

On Discord I have:

Selina Kyle

On twitter (even though I haven't been there lately) I have:

Jayce Talis - Arcane

Nino Lahiffe - Miraculous Ladybug

Matt - Death Note

Larry Johnson - Sally Face

Now to which I relate most... It's difficult to say. Selina is the one most different from me, as I usually don't relate as much to female muses. But all the others, I give them parts of me... I think I will go with Jayce, I think when you truly get to know me you see a lot of similarities. We even collect rocks, after all lol

12. Is there a quote from a piece of literature that holds great value to you? What is it and why is it important to you

I... Don't think so. I'm bad at quotting or having quotes. I would say I have pieces of literature that are important to me, but I don't know about specific quotes.

#█ asks #anon #█ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇꜱ (ooc)

[lunar-fandoms]

Can you imagine being one of the first people to get akumatized? Thats all youll be known for the rest of your life. Never living it down.

#after the first 5-10 it stops being as insane #become less well known unless you go apeshit #but the FIRST #poor ivan #ivan #ml #miraculous ladybug #alya cesaire #nino lahiffe #ivan bruel #ml musings

[ladysunamireads]

The Girl in the Photo

The Girl In The Photo by Writers Muse

Fashion designer Marinette Dupain-Cheng is missing, a case that's becoming known as the Ladybug disappearance, and it's up to detective inspector Adrien Agreste to find out what happened to her. But the deeper he dives into his investigation, the more he finds himself drawn to the girl in the photo.

Words: 3432, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Nino Lahiffe, Nathalie Sancoeur, Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth, Luka Couffaine

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Aged Up, Alternate Universe - Mystery, Detective Adrien Agreste, Adult Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Adult Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Rating May Change, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/20479472

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Adrienette #♥ #Adrienette #Nino Lahiffe #MLB #🐞🐱 #R:T #Detective AU #Art AU #A:Writers Muse

[deejayrpstaylorsversion]

rules & about me | muses * | muse headcannons | verses |  memes | open starters | starter call | meme call | ooc

drafts: 0 queue: 0 starter requests: 0

*if you are not on mobile, you can find a bit more information about muses

ACTIVE MUSES AS OF 10/23/2023

Chloe Bourgeois

Marinette Dupain-Chang

Adrien Agreste

MUSES BY REQUEST OR WHEN I FEEL LIKE POSTING AS THEM

Nino Lahiffe

Kim Lê Chiến

Rose Lavillant

Zoé Lee

Juleka Couffaine

RULES UNDER READ MORE

I am going to try and keep these rules short and sweet because I do not like reading long rules at all

1.This is my main rule because it just triggers me and brings me back to early tumblr days. CUT. YOUR. POSTS. If you're replying from mobile, you can’t cut your posts there, but if it's a consistent thing I will end up unfollowing. 2.I am a semi-selective blog, feel free to reply to open starters, send memes ect, but if i do not know your canon muse or you do not have any EASY to find info about them or an OC, there is a chance I won’t reply. 3.This blog will have dark themes with some of the characters I play. Be advised of that. There will be ZERO smut with characters that are CANONLY underaged, this leans mostly to my miraculous and stranger things characters, along with a couple OCs. Things may be implied (because we were all that age once and I’m sure we weren’t all being goody two shoes till 18) but never written. And I will never force smut onto anyone - we can always imply it happened, and fade to black. I personally feel to write smut with someone you need to be comfortable with them and they need to be comfortable with you. 4.Plotting! I am an open book with that. Give me AUs Crackships, the works!. If you see a plot you wanna do and think I’d enjoy writing it with you PLEASE slide into my DMs. nine times out of ten I will say yes to it! 5.Replies. Most of the time I am pretty quick with replies, especially if I enjoy writing with you, meaning you post and then within probably a half hour when I'm on there will be another reply. I try not to have my drafts pile up because then I can get anxious about that, but I do at least attempt to get everything out in a timely manner. I do have a full time job so I am around more nights and weekends. If I ever miss a reply, after about two+ days feel free to give me a little nudge about it! 6.HAVE FUN. Seriously though, roleplaying is a hobby and it keeps me sane, and I hope that is the same for you, so just enjoy it and do not get worked up over everything being perfect.

#pinned post

[the-delta-42]

Disarmed

Disarmed

Gabriel glared at the screen in front of him. The girl, Marinette, Ladybug, had been a major thorn in his side for too long. He’d tried going to her home and taking all the miraculous she had in her possession but had found he couldn’t remember where she lived.

Nathalie had suggested targeting the school, of course, it’d have to at a time no one was there. Gabriel smirk insanely as he started drawing up his plan.

Nathalie had started to grow concerned at the lengths Gabriel had started to go to bring Emilie back. She hoped he wouldn’t go too far in his campaign.

D

Marinette glared at the little screen on her yoyo, Adrien was dozing behind her as Alec Cataldi’s smirking face looked up at her. Ever since Marinette’s arm had been taken off, the ‘reporter’ had been openly questioning if she was capable for her job. It didn’t help that he had the backing of an alt right politician, who’d started calling for anyone who was neuro-divergent to be sectioned for ‘being a danger to society’, and Gabriel Agreste. Marinette supposed that Gabriel had a reason to question her competence, since she was in his son’s class, and she’d lost him his ‘muse’.

Marinette looked behind her, at Adrien, quietly wondering if he agreed with his father. Adrien opened his eyes and smiled at her, before stretching his arms out.

“What time is it?” Asked Adrien, looking around to make sure no one had seen them.

“Just after 11.” Replied Marinette, frowning as Adrien looked around, “Adrien, if anyone spotted us, I would’ve woken you.”

Adrien yawned, before flopping back down. Just as he did, an explosion rocked Paris. Both heroes looked at the explosion.

“Did… did Hawkmoth just blow up our school?” Asked Marinette, blankly.

Marinette shook her head and shared a look with Adrien, before the two called on their transformations. Ladybug and Chat Noir skidded to a halt in front of the burning building.

“Okay, we’re at the scene, but there’s no Akuma.” Muttered Ladybug, her bionic arm twitching.

A deafening roar tore through the street, as a dinosaur glared down at them.

“Mr Césaire got Akumatised again?” Asked Chat, cocking his head.

Ladybug was about to answer, as a blue blurr rammed into her side. Mayura threw Ladybug through the window of her parents bakery. Chat moved to grab the villainess, only to be grabbed by the collar and thrown at the dinosaur. Hawkmoth sneered at the boy, just as Mayura sailed past him and into a lamp post.

Ladybug charged at Mayura, ramming her fist into the elder woman’s stomach. Ladybug’s continuous blows triggered a coughing fit, the woman doubled over, unable to continue fighting. Ladybug turned her gaze on Hawkmoth, before launching herself at him, with Chat following. Ladybug’s fist connected with Hawkmoth’s chin, while Chat’s staff got the back of the man’s knees.

Hawkmoth stumbled back, spitting out a tooth as he went.

“I really need to get one of those, M’Lady.” Smirked Chat, falling into a defensive stance.

“I wouldn’t recommend it, Minou.” Responded Ladybug, mirroring her partner, “Looks like Mayura’s down for the count, Hawkmoth.”

Hawkmoth glanced at Mayura, as the woman continued coughing. Ladybug removed her yoyo from her hip and started spinning it, “We could easily end this now, you just have to give me your miraculous.”

“I was just about to say the same thing, Hawkmoth.” Snarked Ladybug, launching her yoyo at him.

Hawkmoth quickly dodged the attack, before swinging his cane sword at her. Ladybug blocked the attack with her arm, as Chat swung his staff at Hawkmoth’s head.

Hawkmoth snarled, before he grabbed Ladybug’s yoyo and pulled her towards him. He swung his cane-sword at her again. Ladybug raised her left arm to protect her chest and neck, only to collapse to the ground as Hawkmoth stabbed her right leg  and twisted the blade until the limb fell away from the rest of her body halfway up her thigh. Hawkmoth plucked the earrings from Ladybug’s ears and threw Marinette towards Mayura, who’d stopped coughing.

Hawkmoth turned his sights onto Chat Noir, an insane grin covering his face, “You need a new arm, boy?”

Chat gulped, before he swung his staff at Hawkmoth’s head again, only for Hawkmoth to grab his wrist. Hawkmoth grinned sadistically, as his sword pierced Chat Noir’s right bicep and he pulled on the limb until it came off the young hero’s body with a wet snap and a scream from the hero.

Hawkmoth threw Chat to the ground and smirked as he held both Miraculous in his hand.

“Finally.” Muttered Hawkmoth, before glancing down at the boy and freezing as he saw Adrien trying to stop the remains of his arm from bleeding, “Adrien?”

The boy froze, before he recognised the voice of his father.

“Why didn’t you tell me?!” Demanded Hawkmoth, advancing towards Adrien, “We could’ve brought your mother back together!”

Adrien froze, before looking up at Hawkmoth. Hawkmoth tutted, “No matter, we can just have another, worthier, son.”

Hawkmoth raised his sword to kill Adrien, before Mayura tackled Hawkmoth and ripped the miraculous from him. Gabriel looked down as he realised that Mayura had taken all of the miraculous he had on him, including the butterfly. The senti-monster dissolved into nothing, as Gabriel was tackled from behind, while paramedics attended to Marinette and Adrien.

D

Adrien stared down at the stump of his right arm. He now understood what Marinette meant when she said she could still feel her fingers. The very thought of his arm being cut off, much less that it was his own father that cut it off, sickened and distressed Adrien. Max had already come by and measured a new arm for him, he was muttering about having to make Marinette a leg.

Adrien knew that Marinette had lost a lot of blood, since his father’s sword had severed her leg mid-thigh and cut through an artery.

“They’re tying to sew Marinette’s leg back on,” Said Nino, making Adrien look at him, “but there is the possibility that the leg can’t be reattached.”

Adrien frowned, before Nino grabbed his remaining hand, “Focus on me, don’t look at the arm.”

Adrien cracked a small smile, as Alya poked her head through the door.

“Mari’s out of surgery, they’re putting her leg in a cast until it fully heals,” Alya informed them, “It’ll be a while, but she’s going to keep her leg.”

“Thank Allah.” Muttered Nino, releasing a sigh of relief.

“Don’t thank him yet,” Said Alya, “Marinette’s not going to take it well.”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S GOING TO BE THREE TO NINE MONTHS BEFORE I CAN WALK AGAIN?!” Came Marinette’s scream, sounding panicked.

“Yeah, she does not react well to the pain killers.” Said Alya, as Marinette was wheeled past.

“I don’t need blood transfusions.” Babbled Marinette, her tone doing a complete 180.

“You lost a lot of blood, you’re barely surviving on the blood that you didn’t lose, you need these transfusions.” Said a Nurse, as Marinette pouted and glared at the cast.

“I wanna go home.” Mumbled Marinette, folding her arms and sulking.

“You’re going to be kept here for a few days for observation, but you’ll be able to go home soon.” Reassured the nurse, as she and Marinette grew further away from the room.

“Marinette doesn’t seem to like hospitals much.” Remarked Alya, before looking at Adrien, “How’re you holding up, Sunshine?”

Adrien shrugged, looking down at his lap.

“He hasn’t said a word since the fight,” Said Nino, looking away from Adrien and towards Alya, “I think he’s still in shock.”

Alya frowned sympathetically, before sighing.

“I’m not surprised, considering…” Alya trailed off.

“He was going to kill me.” Whispered Adrien, as his vision blurred, “He said he was going to bring Maman back and he was going to kill me.”

Adrien wasn’t aware he was crying until Nino pulled him into his arms.

“Breath.” Nino instructed softly, “Breath.”

Adrien choked out sobs as he buried his face in Nino’s chest.

D

Chris poked Nino’s face while sitting on his chest.

“Nino.” Whispered Chris, “Nino. Nino. Nino. Niiiinooo.”

“What is it, Chris?” Groaned Nino, squinting at his brother.

“Adrien’s had another nightmare.” Said Chris, pointing towards a dark corner of the room.

Nino could make out the vague shape of Adrien rocking back and forth with his face buried into his knees.

“Okay, thanks Chris, I’ll handle it.” Said Nino, rolling Chris off his chest, “Go back to bed.”

Chris quietly shuffled out of the room, as Nino got up and walked over to Adrien. The blond didn’t react to Nino moving towards him and Plagg was hovering next to his chosen.

“How long has he been like this?” Asked Nino, looking at the Kwami.

“A couple hours,” Responded Plagg, “Sugarcube and pigtails are already on their way over.

Nino glanced at the clock; it was six am. He sighed, knowing he wouldn’t be able to get Adrien back to sleep.

“Bro,” Nino’s voice was soft, “Bro, look at me.”

Adrien slowly lifted his head. His eyes were red and bloodshot, he had dark bags under his eyes and his face had become thin and gaunt. Adrien let out a small whine and buried his face in his knees again. A loud banging at the front door echoed though the house, Nino thought he heard his mother grumbling about whoever was at the door.

“Sorry, Ms. Lahiffe, I need to see my cat.” Came Marinette’s muffled voice, “Alya, move faster!”

Nino winced, remembering that Marinette’s leg stump was still healing. Despite Marinette being rushed to hospital a short while after the leg had been severed, the doctors focussed on getting Marinette’s blood levels back up, before focusing on the leg, which had been left behind at the battle ground. Much like Adrien’s arm, the muscles in Marinette’s leg had be torn as Hawkmoth had cut and the limb had become infected, necessitating the legs removal. Marinette was still getting used to the leg Max had made her.

The loud drag-thump sound on Marinette limping on her new leg came down the hall. The bedroom door flung open, revealing Marinette being supported by Alya.

“Adrien.” Said Marinette, as Alya struggled to get both herself and Marinette through the door.

Adrien stopped rocking himself, just as Marinette decided to push Alya away and crawl along the floor to her partner.

“I’m here, Minou,” Said Marinette, softly, once she reached Adrien, “It’s okay. It’s over.”

D

Marinette leaned on the bright pink cane Rose had given her. Everything was quiet, no birds, not aimless chatter. Just silence. Marinette caught sight of her reflection, her arm and now her leg. Marinette wondered if it would ever get the point where she was more machine than human.

Marinette swallowed the lump in her throat, before quickly looking away from her reflection. Marinette walk-limped towards the door. She carefully climbed down from her room, noticing that everything was shrouded in darkness.

“Hello?” Marinette called out, looking around for anyone who was in the apartment. Marinette reached out for the light switch, flicking it on, Marinette was assaulted by both the light and the unanimous yell of “SURPRISE!”

Marinette let out a squawk of surprise, toppling back and landed on her rear. Adrien laughed, before walking over to her. He held up his black prosthetic right hand out for Marinette, which she grabbed with her red left.

“Happy Birthday, M’Lady.” Said Adrien, as soon as Marinette was on her feet.

#miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #nino lahiffe #alya cesaire #gabriel agreste #nathalie sancoeur #plagg #Tikki #delta writes #armed au #tw: violence #loss of limbs #angst with a happy ending

[p-artsypants]

I’ll Handle This (8)

I’ve always wanted to write a sleepover/truth or dare fic, but I never could come up with a plot. This is my wish fulfillment. 

Ao3 | FF.net

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In Which Nino is Sus

“So what does one do at the beginning of a sleepover?” Asked Plagg. “Is it like it is in the movies?” 

“Some things are similar,” Alya provided, digging through her duffel. “First, one must change into their pajamas.” She held up an oversized t-shirt and red flannel pants. 

“Oh! I get it!” Plagg undid his button. 

“What are you doing?” Asked Nino, looking meaningfully to the girls in the room. 

“Changing?” And Plagg dropped his pants in one fluid motion. 

Alya saw it coming and turned away with a laugh. 

But Marinette caught an eyeful (as much as Adrien in boxer briefs could be considered an eyeful) before she too turned away with an ‘eep!’ 

“I change in front of people all the time,” Plagg explained. “As a model that is. Not my fault you’re all shy. I’ve got underwear on.” 

“Well if Sunshine isn’t ashamed, then I’m not going to make a big deal out of it.” Alya stopped shielding her face, though she didn’t look directly at him. 

Plagg peeled his shirts off next, eliciting another squeal from Marinette. 

“I, for one, will be changing in the bathroom,” said Alya, PJs in hand. 

Plagg bent over and ruffled through his bag, derrière within smacking distance to Marinette. 

“I-I-I’ll join you,” said Marinette, scrambling to get her PJs.

Alya was already halfway out the door. “Wait your turn, M.” 

And Marinette was forced to wait as Adrien stepped those long, beautifully toned legs into a pair of...oh, Ladybug spot patterned pants. Then he slipped on a shirt covering those perfect, sculpted abs. 

The shirt was red, and had words sharpied onto it, but it wasn’t until he got it on and smoothed it out that she could read what it said. 

“Ladybug’s sexiest fan.” 

She laughed. Not a laugh of, ‘oh, that’s funny’ but a laugh of ‘why me God?’

“Your turn, M!” Alya sang, coming into the room. Her eyes landed on Adrien. “Where did you get that shirt?? I need one!” 

Plagg puffed out his chest. “Sorry Alya, this is a one of a kind piece! I made it myself!” 

“It’s really good for being hand drawn!” 

“Thanks!” He beamed. 

From his bag, Adrien had to wonder when Plagg had the time to make such a thing.

Marinette excused herself to change, and immediately Alya and Nino whirled on him. “What was that??” 

“What was what?” 

“That strip tease! What the heck?!” 

“Oh that? Well, when you have a bod like mine, you gotta flaunt it on occasion.” 

“Sure Dude,” Nino raised a brow. “But like, we just talked last week about how you were having self confidence issues. Why the change?” 

Plagg had forgotten about that conversation. Granted, he had tried not to listen to it, since it wasn’t a conversation for him...

“Well, you know how it is when you’re around people you trust.” 

“You’ve got the hots for Marinette!” Alya blurted. 

Plagg played bashful. “Well...maybe a little...” 

She squealed in excitement, clapping her hands together. “Oh em gee! I’ve been waiting for this day for forever! You have to ask her out! She’ll say yes, I promise!” 

“Oh, I know about her crush.” Plagg explained, “I just wanted to...encourage her to confess herself.” 

Alya and Nino both went wide-eyed. “You knew? Since when?” 

“And you didn’t tell me?” Nino asked, slightly hurt. “I thought I was your wingman.” 

“It’s a recent thing.” At least for Adrien it was. “I haven’t really had to think things through. I’m just...having fun and flirting.” He quirked a smile. “I am flirting, right? I’m not coming off like a creep, right?” 

“Oh no no,” Alya insisted. “You’re a natural! How did you find out?” 

Plagg twirled a lock of hair close to his scalp. “I have my ways.” 

Nino narrowed his eyes, the action going unnoticed by Plagg. 

Marinette returned, wearing pink shorts and an oversized sweatshirt. 

From Adrien’s point of view, she looked adorable, and he wished he could just pull her into a hug and snuggle up with her...maybe press a kiss to her temple. 

“There you are, Princess. We missed you!” Plagg chirped. 

Marinette blushed. “I was gone for like a minute.” 

“Oh but it felt so much longer! Nino and Alya were making out the whole time! It was torture!” 

“We did not!” Alya barked. “Don’t you lie to my girl!” 

“Don’t listen to her,” Plagg insisted. “She was sucking the soul out of him.” 

Alya gasped in mock horror. “You keep your vulgar rebellion away from my innocent baby!” 

Plagg wrapped his arms around Marinette, pulling her towards him. “On the contrary, I think I’ll pull Marinette with me into the depths of my depravity!” 

“Nooo!” Alya cried. “What horrors do you plan to subject her to?” 

“Well, I know I can’t convince her to dress like me.” 

“Over my dead body,” Marinette agreed, her face red hot. 

“But perhaps she will sneak out of her house like me?” He leaned in closer to her ear and purred. “We can stay out all night doing who knows what?” 

Marinette gave a full body shiver, wriggling away from him. “Uh, you don’t—I’m not very good at—surely they’ll notice—“ 

Plagg smiled to himself. God it was so funny seeing her so flustered. 

“Alright,” said Alya, pulling him away. “Give her a break before she combusts.” 

Nino watched with narrowed eyes, but they softened before Plagg could notice. 

“So? What’s next on the agenda?” Asked Plagg, still in great spirits. 

“Since this is a first sleepover for Adrien,” began Alya, with bravado, “I have an assemblage of traditional sleepover games. Including,” she slammed down a box. “Truth or dare.” 

Nino and Marinette both moaned. 

Plagg sat a little straighter at the reaction. “Oh, a game that causes suffering. Do tell!” 

“You’ve never heard of truth or dare?” Asked Nino. 

Plagg shook his head. “Never been to a sleepover, remember?” 

“Yeah, but you’ve at least had to hear about it in movies or books, right?” 

Plagg shrugged. “Maybe I just don’t remember. What are the rules?” 

“Simple,” explained Alya. “On your turn, you get to pick between truth or dare. Dare is an action you must do, and truth is a confession you have to make. Once you do it, you get to come up with the next person’s truth or dare.” 

“Oh yes, this sounds familiar now. What is the box for?” 

“Suggestions.” She opened the lid to reveal two sets of cards. “I’m sure we can all come up with two or three really good truths or dares, but these are in case we run out.” 

“Passes?” Asked Marinette. 

“Everyone gets one pass.” 

Plagg had to keep that in mind. While this game could be really fun and he could lie his way through most of it, he had the potential of ruining his master plan. 

But these kids wouldn’t try to oust Adrien’s brand new crush on the same night they learned about it. 

Right? 

Alya set a bottle sideways on the floor. 

“What’s that?” Plagg asked. 

“Since we can’t play ‘Spin the Bottle’, we’ll use it as a player picker.” 

“What’s ‘Spin the Bottle’?” 

“A kissing game.” Marinette provided. “You spin the bottle, and whoever it lands on, you kiss.” 

“Sounds spicy, but not a good game for just the four of us if you two are dating...” Plagg gestured between Alya and Nino. 

“Now you get it!” 

“So who goes first?” 

“I’ll go, because I suggested the game.” Alya sang, spinning the bottle. 

Plagg glanced at Marinette, who had her fingers crossed. Obviously hoping that she wouldn’t face Alya’s wrath. 

The bottle slowed to a stop pointing at Nino. 

“Narts…” 

“Alright babe, Truth…or Dare?” 

“Dare I guess.” 

“Perfect! I dare you to shave your legs.” 

“What!” Nino cried. 

Plagg barked out a laugh. “Oh she got you good!” 

“I’m not going to shave my legs!” 

“You have to, it’s a dare.” Alya protested. 

“Fine, I’ll do it later.” 

“Nope. Right now, Mister. Hop to it!” 

Nino groaned in defeat before rising to his feet. “Fine, I’m going.” 

“Do you need help?” 

“I know how to shave!” And Nino stormed off to the bathroom. 

“That was a pretty extreme dare for our first round.” Said Marinette. “How are we going to beat it?” 

“Oh the hair will grow back, and he never wears shorts. I could have dared him to shave his head. I’m sure there will be more amazing opportunities!” Alya sang. 

“So, are we waiting for him before we keep going?” Asked Plagg. 

“Might as well, don’t want him to feel left out.” 

“So these dares...how extreme is extreme?” Plagg asked, curling his legs up underneath him. 

Alya and Marinette shared a look, entertained on Alya’s end, and fear on Marinette’s. 

“Well, we all have one pass...” mused Alya. 

“Nothing physically detrimental or permanent!” Marinette objected. “Like a tattoo or piercing or something!” 

“Pft, that leaves a whole lot of open space.” 

“And nothing traumatic or emotionally detrimental.”

Plagg flapped his lips like a horse. “Now you’re being a party pooper.” 

“Oh!” Said Alya with a snap. “Lila said you guys had a photoshoot yesterday, but she didn’t tell me anything else. She usually tells me all about it! What happened?” 

Plagg chuckled. “Oh nothing in particular. I was just telling her about Magic.” 

Alya groaned. “Oh don’t even get started on it. Ever since Nath introduced it to you guys, Nino won’t shut up about it! It’s ‘Blue Black’ this, and ‘tarmogoyf’ that. I’m glad you guys are all bonding, I am, I’m just so lost!” 

“So you talked to Lila about that card game?” Marinette probed. 

“Yeah, basically the whole time.” He sent her a wink on the sly. “I can’t imagine that would have given her a bad experience. I thought she was my friend...” he played sad. 

Thankfully, Alya bought it. “Aww, Sunshine, maybe something else happened when you weren’t there. Don’t take it too harshly.” 

“NINO MICHELE LAHIFFE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY RAZOR!?” 

“IT'S FOR A DARE MOM! I’LL CLEAN UP AFTERWARDS!” 

“THERE IS BLOOD ALL OVER THE TUB! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” 

“I’M SHAVING MY LEGS! I HAVE HAIRY ANKLES!” 

“GIVE ME THAT! I’LL SHOW YOU HOW TO DO IT!” 

“MOOOOM I KNOW HOW TO SHAVE!!” 

The three teens in the room sprawled on the floor, gasping for air and desperate not to laugh too loud. 

Alya had tears in her eyes. “Oh my god he’s going to kill me.” 

“We’ll plan a beautiful funeral for you.” Marinette teased. 

Eventually, Nino rejoined the group, hiking his pants up so his legs were visible. “Ba-BAM!” 

Alya dragged a hand up his calf. “Damn babe, you clean up nice!”

“Don’t get used to it.” 

“Now you know my struggle.” She sassed back. 

“Al, I never gave you a hard time about unshaved legs. If you can put up with mine, I can certainly put up with yours.” 

Plagg turned to Marinette. “It’s certainly fascinating what couples will argue about, Hmm?” 

“Uh, y-yeah. It’s funny...” 

“Alright Nino, your turn to spin the bottle.” Alya gestured. 

Nino cracked his knuckles. “Don’t mind if I do!” And he gave it a whirl.

It landed on Marinette. 

“Truth or Dare?” 

“Umm...truth?” 

Nino smiled fiendishly, a smile that was uncharacteristic for him. “Okay. What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve done to get your crush to notice you?” 

Marinette gasped in horror. “NINO!” 

“You could pass.” 

“And then for the rest of the game I live in terror that I’m going to get something worse? No.” 

Plagg leaned in closer, head in his hands, trying and failing not to look extremely curious. “Soo?” 

“So what?” 

“What’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve done to get your crush to notice you?” 

Her face colored brightly, all the way up to the tips of her ears. 

“We’re all friends here, M.” Assured Alya. “And you don’t have to say who it is.” 

Finally, Marinette exhaled slowly and admitted, “there’s been a lot. And I’m not sure if I can pick just one above the others...but the least incriminating would be the voicemail.” 

Alya chuckled. “Ah, the voicemail.” 

Marinette covered her eyes with both hands, but continued. “It was normal at first. I rambled a little bit through it, stammered it out…just asked him if he wanted to go to the movies, and then…instead of hanging up like a normal, sane person. I threw my phone, while it was still recording. I then proceeded to say a bunch of stuff to Alya, like ‘I couldn’t have just said ‘blah blah blah’ and the phone recorded the whole thing.” 

“And he didn’t say anything about it?” Asked Nino.

“It gets better,” Alya smirked.

“No…because he never heard it…I stole his phone and deleted it.”

“YOU STOLE HIS PHONE?!” Plagg shouted. He was 1) Shocked that such an occurrence happened around him. He was pretty diligent around Adrien’s belongings. God knows the amount of times Lila had tried to rifle through his bag. And 2) Shocked and delighted that Marinette had the guts to do something so radical. “That’s amazing, Marinette!”

“It’s not amazing!” Marinette lamented. “I’m a phone thief!” 

“She stole mine too,” smiled Alya. “She’s a scoundrel.”

“I am! I am a scoundrel!”

“So what did the voicemail say?” Asked Plagg, much too invested in this story.

Marinette blushed even brighter, pulling her shoulders up to her ears. “You can’t ask that! You have to wait your turn!” 

“Oh clever. I see. Well then, I’ll hold on to that for now.” He chuckled. “It’s your turn to spin the bottle.” 

Marinette relaxed slightly, thrilled that she had made it through the question with minor embarrassment (and her secret crush unaware, as far as she knew.) She spun the bottle with gusto.

It landed on Plagg. 

“Oh boy.” Plagg winced. 

“Ha! Truth or dare?” 

“Hmm…I’ll do a dare.” 

“I dare you to call Principle Damocles, pretending to be your father.” 

“Oh my god yes!” Cheered Alya. “Anyone have his number?”

“I do, for student council purposes. Best not use my phone then.” 

Plagg took out Adrien’s phone, unlocking it, and handed it over to Marinette. 

She dialed the number. “All you have to do is start the call.” 

“What should I say?”

“Don’t get anyone in trouble.” Marinette warned. 

“Oh, and don’t give him a reason to call back and follow up.” 

“Okay…I got an idea.” He hit the call button. 

After a few heart pounding seconds, he answered. “Hello, Principle Damocles here!” 

“Yes, quite, this is Gabriel Agreste.” Plagg said, in his perfectly flawless impersonation. 

The other three in the room had to hold their breath to avoid laughing out loud. 

“Ah, Mr. Agreste! To what do I owe the pleasure?” 

“I assure you, monsieur, this conversation will not be a pleasure. Do you think you’re a good administrator?” 

“I uh…” 

“No stammering, I hate stammering!” 

“Yes! I think I’m very accomplished!” 

“My son came home with a cold today.” Plagg narrowed his eyes, putting anger in his voice. 

“Oh well…I’m very sorry to hear that, sir. But after all, this is a school with many children, they’re bound to pass colds along.” 

“How is your sanitation? Do you regularly clean tables and desks?” 

“I-well, not usually the desks. The floors, yes, and the bathrooms…” 

“And the air system? Do you keep good air flow?”

“The courtyard is open air, so yes, there should be—“ 

“Is your heater running?” 

“It should be! It’s March after all!” 

“Well then, you better go catch it.” And he hung up. 

As soon as he pulled the phone away, all three of his friends were on the floor, crying with laughter. 

“OH MY GOD! THAT WAS THE BEST!” 

“Flawless setup, flawless execution.” Alya giggled. 

Marinette rubbed the tears from her cheeks. “Man, your impersonation of your dad is spot on.” 

“I have a lot of practice.” Plagg shrugged. Plagg’s impression in his own body was pretty good, but combined with Adrien’s vocal chords, it was just too good. Almost too much power.

The game continued onward. With the dares becoming even more crazy. Nino ingested a random concoction of sauces Alya had brewed in the kitchen, while Alya displayed her acting prowess in pretending to be a baby being born. The truths were pretty good, as Nino had confessed to having a secret Gumby fetish, and Marinette had to admit that she had accidentally peed her pants at a water park last summer. 

Then Alya spun the bottle, only for it to land on Plagg. 

“Dare.”

Alya grinned manically, and Marinette felt a chill creep down her spine. Alya had a tendency to go too far, and this would be one of those times where she tried to help Marinette out. 

“Adrien Agreste…I dare you…to kiss…Marinette Dupain-Cheng.” 

Plagg had seen it coming a mile away. It was so predictable. And yet he had been considering what to do. He still had a pass. Kissing humans, while he was human or not, was not up there on his list of things he enjoyed. 

Oh, what the hell. It wasn’t his body!

Marinette’s mouth dropped open in shock. “You can’t make him do that! Adrien, you can pass! I won’t be offend—“ 

Then she was laying on her back, with Adrien’s wonderful, perfect frame pressing her against the floor. His lips were on hers, full, and absent of any hesitation. 

Someone wolf-whistled. 

Before she could even think of how to respond, he clamored off of her, and sat up. “That good enough for you?” 

“Damn, I wish you had warned me so I could have got a picture!” 

“No way! What happens at Nino’s stays at Nino’s!” 

“You good down there, girl?”

Marinette let out a string of consonants.  

“You broke her,” Nino mused. 

“Worth it.” He slyly gazed back to his overnight bag, where Adrien was hiding for the evening. Only his eyes, glowing green slits, full of anger were visible.

Plagg just smirked, and then winked. 

— 

Marinette and Alya left at 9. Marinette because she had to ‘wake up early’ and Alya because she wanted to ‘get homework done’. Plagg saw it for what it really was. They were going to gossip about his little stunt for a while. 

“Wanna play UMS?” Nino asked, once the girls had left. 

“You know it!” 

Nino gestured him forward, letting him lead the way to Nino’s bedroom. 

But upon entering the bedroom, Plagg heard the door close, heard a bang, felt an extreme pain in his head, and then blacked out. 

—

When he awoke, the room was dark. 

He was sitting in a chair, Nino’s computer chair, with his hands and feet bound with duct tape. 

The pain in his head swelled again, as a bright light was flashed in his face. 

“Uh, what the hell?” He grouched. 

“Are you okay dude?” Nino asked, with sympathy. 

“Besides the concussion? Just peachy.” 

Nino sighed in relief. “Oh good.” Then his voice took on an edge he had never heard before. “Now, who are you, and what have you done with the real Adrien?” 

Plagg blinked once, twice. “Pardon?”

“You heard me. Where is my best friend?” 

“I...don’t know what you mean? I’m just me, Nino?” 

“Oh no no no,” anger creeped into his voice. “You may have everyone fooled, but I know better! Marinette thinks you’re having a crisis, Alya says the fame and fortune have gone to your head, but I know Adrien! And I know that you aren’t him!” 

Still slightly shocked, Plagg had to ask, “what makes you say that?” 

“Evidence A: you’ve been wearing sunglasses to hide your weird cat-pupils. And I know they aren’t colored contacts, because Adrien lamented to me that he couldn’t wear colored contacts with his astigmatism!” 

Plagg blinked again. “Shit dude, got me there.” 

“Evidence B: at dinner, Marinette offered an array of macrons, and instead of your hard and true first choice of passion fruit, you went with pumpkin spice! You never went for the passion fruit!” 

“I just...wanted to be adventurous?” 

“Evidence C: the kiss.” 

“Of course.” 

“Even if Adrien was head over heels madly in love with Marinette, he is far too meek to kiss her like you did tonight.” 

“Facts.” 

“So, I’ll ask you one more time. Who are you, and where’s the real Adrien?” 

Plagg considered this for a moment, but only a moment before answering. “Yeah, you got me. I’m not Adrien.” 

Nino pumped his fist in victory. “I knew it! I told the girls but they didn’t believe me!” 

“Adrien’s in my overnight bag.” 

Before Nino could check himself, Adrien came spiraling out to reprimand him. “Plagg! You can’t just give away our situation like that! What happened to secrecy? Secret identities?!” 

Plagg shrugged. “He obviously had me figured out. Mortals are particularly stubborn when they know a truth.” 

Adrien didn’t argue anymore as he was scooped out of the air and crushed to Nino’s chest. “Dude! I’ve been so worried!”

“I’m okay. A little traumatized, but okay.” Adrien squeaked out. 

Nino held him in his hands. “What happened? Why are you—hey, you’re a Kwami!” 

“The Black Cat Kwami,” Plagg clarified. 

“So that means...you’re Chat Noir!” 

“Yep. And now you’re the only other human that knows.” 

“I figured Carapace could keep the secret.” Plagg hummed. “Wayzz certainly trusts him enough.” 

“But Hawkmoth knows who Carapace is...or was...” 

“And he hasn’t bothered me since,” Nino offered. “I don’t think he cares?” 

“See? Everything is copacetic. Now unbind me mortal, or face the consequences.” 

“What consequences?” Asked Adrien with a laugh. “You’re in my body. You can’t do anything!” 

“I can still cast my lip chapping spell.” 

There was a brief knock at the door before Mrs. Lahiffe entered. It was enough time for Nino to hide Adrien in his hands. 

“Alright boys, dad has to wake up early tomorrow, so make sure to keep it down!” 

“MOOOOM! I’m in the middle of an interrogation!” 

“Well, interrogate quietly, honey.” And she closed the door. 

“Okay, one of you, explain what the heck is going on?” 

Adrien held his tail. “It’s my fault. I pissed Plagg off and he punished me.” 

“Sounds an awful lot like his fault, dude.” 

Plagg scoffed. “Fine, I’ll take responsibility for this amazing master plan! Adrien was complaining about his unrequited love life, his poor relationship with his father, and Lila’s constant sexual harassment. So I told him that could fix it all if he agreed to it.” 

“And the solution was to...swap bodies?” 

“I didn’t know!” Adrien defended. “I thought...well I don’t know what I thought. He just said he would fix it. I guess I didn’t imagine it would be this...” 

“In my defense...” started Plagg, “it is really fun to mess with Adrien.” 

Nino mostly ignored him. “So what has to happen to get you to switch back?” 

“Well, we have to get Marinette to confess to me, making our crushes mutual.” 

“Ah, I see.” Nino said sagely. “That makes sense. What else?” 

“I have to get Lila to leave me alone. Like, permanently.” 

“I guess I didn’t realize she was that much of a problem. I know you mentioned that she was harassing you...” 

“That’s not even the half of it. Marinette told me, Chat Noir me, that Lila has been actively threatening her.” 

Nino frowned. “Threatening her with what?” 

“Taking all of her friends and me away from her. I got Lila to lay off by allowing her to model with me, but since Plagg and I swapped bodies, she’s threatened to go back on our deal. If Plagg can get her to drop the whole thing, that would be ideal. But to fulfill the contract, he has to get her to leave me alone.” 

“And she’s been falling for it, hook, line, and sinker.” Said Plagg, with pride. 

“What did you do?” 

“I just explained Magic: The Gathering to her.” 

“...and? I mean, I know it’s a game that’s pretty hard to visualize in your head.” 

“I explained it badly, and gave her no chance to talk. For about four hours.” 

“Oh! So you’re annoying her?” 

“He’s annoying everyone.” Adrien clarified. 

“That’s how I got to school today. Gabriel put the house on lockdown and I serenaded him until he let me out.” 

“You were serious about that?” Nino chuckled. 

“Naturally!” 

“Wait, so the last thing is your dad?” 

“Yeah, Plagg has to fix our relationship.” 

“WOOF! That’s a tall order! Well, I better get used to having a Kwami as a best friend.” 

“Oh come on, Nino!” Plagg groaned, “have some faith in me, dude.” 

“Dude, I have all the faith in you. But I also know Adrien’s tyrant of a father. Unless you do brain surgery, you aren’t changing his mind.” 

Plagg seemed to consider this. “Hmm, brain surgery...” 

“No, NO!” Adrien reprimanded. 

“I’m just kidding. I know it’s going to be tough, but I know a thing or two about manipulation and lust for control. Gabriel is cracking. It’s more and more evident every time I push him. And once he cracks, he’ll listen.” 

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Asked Nino. 

“Yes, but not right now. I have a great use for you soon, Nino Lahiffe.” 

“Don’t talk like that,” Adrien reprimanded. “It’s freaky.” 

“Oooo someone’s still bitter about not getting to kiss his crush~!” 

“I’M NOT BITTER!” Adrien yowled. 

“Bitter like an old grapefruit! I got to kiss pigtails and you’re grumpy!” 

“SHUT UP!” 

“Are you guys always like this?” Nino asked. 

“Sometimes, when Plagg is being annoying.” 

“Which is often. I am a creature of mischief and chaos.” 

“Which explains a lot…” Nino murmured. 

“Hey, are you going to teach me to play UMS or not?!”

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[black-streak]

Little Pistol - Mercy

Chapter 6

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Dialogue heavy. So very dialogue heavy. Also reveals two new facts towards the end. Introducing information by mentioning it casually is going to be a theme here, I think. Song by Muse, taglist closed because I've apparently exceeded limits, sorry.

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"Chat?"

"Yes, my- ladybug?"

"Have you ever done something harsh in the name of positive change?" Ladybug bit her lip, looking down at her folded hands, unable to look him in the eyes, especially knowing that she'd done exactly that to him. But if her Robin was wrong and she shouldn't think of him as her hero, the first step was to backtrack on what she'd done to replicate him, right?

"Well…" he trailed off, head tilting this way and that and a clawed fingertip touched his lip, "Yeah, actually."

"You have? When?" Her head snapped up to look at him, Chat not noticing how her expression shifted minutely.

"Yeah, a few years back, actually. It worked really well too! Both times," he enthused, eyes sparkling as he nodded, probably at the prospect of an open conversation with her.

"Um, well, could you tell me what happened? Without names, of course," she leaned in.

"I would be happy to," he grinned, hand inching towards hers without her notice, "a childhood friend of mine was kind of known for being, well, a bit cruel. So I threatened to stop being her friend if she didn't change."

"Directly?"

"Yup! So she threw a party for everyone and even invited people she didn't like and everything. So I went back to being her friend. It was the little push she needed to be better, really," he smiled, eyes crinkling with joy.

"Oh?" This sounded….familiar, but that didn't mean much. Plenty of people have bad friends, "You said both times?"

"Yeah, the second time went even better. You see, there was this girl, harmless really, that just wanted a bit of attention from our classmates. To be well liked, especially since she was new, and I get that. I was pretty new at the time too," he smiled wistfully, "but she went too far when she got another girl expelled just for knowing the truth. Poor M-… girl should of just kept quiet, but I di-greste," he shook his head sadly at the memory, like he felt bad but also was somehow disappointed.

"So what did you do," Ladybug deadpanned, eyes narrowing, taking note of how his pinky almost touched hers now from his slow approach into her space.

"I told her I would get her fired from my dad's company if she didn't fix it immediately. She got the other girl back into the school and even started playing nice with her. The key is to be a bit harsh and straightforward when a line is crossed. Otherwise people don't change. Both of them became perfectly civil over time, with the right things on the line," his smile turned smug as he leaned back, head tilted up and to the side to look at her from the corner of his eye as his hand went completely over hers, "Why, do you need help with taking care of someone? I'd be more than happy to get rid of the problem for you, m'lady."

There it was. That same look, that same holier than thou attitude and nonsense reasoning. She couldn't believe this.

Except, she completely could and had suspected as much for so long that the truth became a complete let down in the end. The jerk was the same one she'd let go of any hope on three years before. And obviously he hadn't bothered to change since. His words hinted that those weren't the only two instances he'd used this method of silencing others. Of making the abusers sneakier, which is the reality of what happened both times so long before. To think, so many years passed and he still didn't know the harm he did back when they were all younger. Here he sat, trying to convince her once more that he knew best, when really, his direct route ended up causing her nothing but pain, in both sides of her life. Turned her into the bitter, distant person she was now. 

Maybe she wasn't wrong to manipulate him. Maybe, just maybe, he deserved it. Besides, if he condones cruel methods to create desirable change, than surely he wouldn't mind the same being done to him, right? It makes perfect sense that if he becomes the problem, she should make him take care of himself the way he offered. It'd only be what he wanted. 

The direct approach never works. She'd told Tikki as much and he'd just proven her correct once more. 

"You know, I think I can take care of it on my own, thank you," she pulled her hand back, eyebrow raising with a pointed look of contempt. Watched as he wilted under her gaze, "however, there is a favor you could do for me," his perked ears encouraged her, "remember how you said you'd look into past akumas to knock them off the list?"

"Yes, its been slow going, I'm afraid," he rubbed sheepishly at his neck.

"I have some people I'd like you to look directly into."

"I can do that! Just say the name and I'll track them down in a heartbeat for you," he nodded at his own words, eager as a kitten.

"Adrien Agreste."

"What?" He went blank.

"A few years back, I saw him with a book. A book only a guardian should have. He apparently lost it, so I didn't think much of this at the time, but in hindsight, it raised some questions."

"I'm sure he just found it and was curious or-"

"You said I just needed to say the name. Were you lying?"

"No! Of course not, I just-"

"Good. Then you'll look into why he had it. While you're at it, I want you to look into Gabriel Agreste and Nino Lahiffe."

"... Why them?"

"If he 'found' the book as you suggested and in such a controlled environment, I'm sure it was his father's book. If it was Gabriel's, that doesn't bode well with how many akumas he's cost."

He twitched nervously, hands wringing, "Okay, but why Nino?"

"They were best friends at one point, I think. At least, that's what that reporter girl said. It only makes sense to look into the best friend of our suspect, right?"

"Sure," his fake cat ears tilted down and back as he diverted his gaze.

"Oh and Chat?"

"Yes, Ladybug?"

"I'll know if you don't look into them and lie to me about it."

His eyes widened and he shook his head roughly, "I promise I'll look into it. I gave my word, didn't I?"

"You did," she offered a sweet smile for his compliance, "thank you, Chat."

He melted at the look and took off in the direction of the Agreste Mansion. Back home he went.

…

Landing back on her balcony, she called for Trixx to come out of the hidden miraculous box, telling the little fox to make an illusion of Ladybug continuing to travel across the sky for another few minutes well past the bakery as she slipped in the skylight.

"Hello Maman," she spoke as her transformation dropped.

"Welcome home honey. I've seen you've finally spoken up to that mangy cat?"

"Something like that," she glanced towards her mother with a sly tilt to her lips.

"Well it's about time. You know I'll always respect your decisions, but I was about ready to step in for you if you didn't do something soon, sweetheart," Sabine warned with a light laugh.

"I know. Thank you, Maman," she relaxed as Trixx came back and Tikki watched the transaction quietly.

With a kiss to her cheek, her mother finished her straightening of the room and left without another word needed between them.

"So, why did you have him track Nino?" Tikki asked, knowing the answer she gave Chat to only be placating one.

"To lower his suspicion of how much I know. If he feels like he can treat all suspects equally, he'll do so more thoroughly. Especially when he's positive two are innocent."

"You're starting to impress me, kit," Trixx spoke up, staring Tikki down as he did.

Tikki did not retaliate.

Oh well. Perhaps it was time to look into her favorite Robin again. Maybe there was a logic to why he would drive someone insane after all.

#maribat #ml x dc #timinette #timari #Dark!timinette

[ao3feed-ladynoir]

A Sonnet to Sky Blue Eyes

A Sonnet to Sky Blue Eyes by Jheqia

Adrien Agreste, son of one of the wealthiest merchants in France, refuses to marry the woman his father chose for him. Instead, he escapes to Paris where, under the name Adrien Graham, he thinks he is to start his new life as a starving poet. Instead, he is adopted by the local artistic community and introduced to the Lady Marinette Dupain, the woman who steals his heart and becomes his muse. But can he ever speak of his love when he has nothing to offer her except words from his heart?

Words: 4809, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Adrien Graham, Gabriel Agreste, Felix Agreste, Nino Lahiffe, Alya Césaire, Her Grace the Lady Marinette Dupain, His Grace Duke Thomas Dupain, Various servants, other classmates for background, Lila Rossi, Lila Rossi's Father, Luka Couffaine

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Alya Césaire/Nino Lahiffe, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Nino Lahiffe, Alya Césaire & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste & Alya Césaire

Additional Tags: No Magic AU, period au, going for a flavor of Jane Austen, not historically accurate, Artist AU, Sonnets, Poetry, Runaway, escape from arranged marriage, Class Differences

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46174387

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[rosethornewrites]

Fic: The Rebellion of Adrien Agreste, ch. 3

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth, Juleka Couffaine/Rose Lavillant, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Luka Couffaine, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Kagami Tsurugi, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Luka Couffaine, Lila Rossi/karma, Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth/aneurism, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Kagami Tsurugi, Plagg & Tikki

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth, Lila Rossi, Jagged Stone, Plagg, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Luka Couffaine, Penny Rolling, Anarka Couffaine, Rose Lavillant, Juleka Couffaine, Kagami Tsurugi, Alya Césaire, Chloé Bourgeois, Wayhem, Nadja Chamack, Nathalie Sancoeur, Sabine Cheng, Tom Dupain, Tikki, Fang, Principal Damocles, Caline Bustier, Ms. Mendeleiev, original minor character, Alec Cataldi, Lila Rossi's Mother, Sabrina Raincomprix, Roger Raincomprix, Mylène Haprèle, Le Gorille | Adrien Agreste's Bodyguard, Nino Lahiffe, Nooroo

Tags: Lila Rossi salt, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Teenage Rebellion, Swearing, Bad Parent Gabriel Agreste, Crack Treated Seriously, Lila Rossi's Lies Are Exposed, Cuddling & Snuggling, Luka Couffaine Needs a Hug, Paparazzi, Parentification, Marinette Dupain-Cheng Needs a Hug, Gabriel Agreste Needs an Aneurism, Uncle Jagged Stone, we're all queer here, the spirit of punk is sometimes just being allowed to be yourself, Kagami Finds Her Groove, punk rock fashion, Savage Kagami, Marinette protection squad, Good Parent Sabine Cheng, Good Parent Tom Dupain, Protective Kagami Tsurugi, Protective Luka Couffaine, Bisexual Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Pansexual Luka Couffaine, Sharing a Bed, Pet Names, LGBTQ Character, LGBTQ Themes, Instagram, Bullying, Social Media, Anxiety, Makeover, Hugs, will cure your acne, Face Punching, Bad Ass Juleka Couffaine, Rumors, Protective Juleka Couffaine, Protective Adrien Agreste, Lawyers, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Holding Hands, accountability, mental health, Jagged Stone's well-paid pet shark, How to Make the Evening News, Sexy eyeliner for days, one fish two fish Lila is a screwed fish, How to have fun and piss Gabriel off, Fuckery, sweet litigious karma, Alya sugar, lawyer shark doo doo doo doo doo doo, Schadenfreude, Bad Ass Alya Césaire, Gaslighting, abuse denormalization, Jagged likes his lawyers like he likes his pets: toothy af, Blood in the Water, Everything you didn’t know you wanted and some things you did, Gabriel Agreste is shark bait, Denial, Consequences, Principal Damocles salt, caline bustier salt, the impotence of Gabriel Agreste, snarky Nooroo, lies and the lying liars who tell them, Lila's brain is a narcissistic hellscape, Lila’s mind is built like an Escher piece, Alec Cataldi salt, Adrien Sugar, wholesome salt, Fu Salt, Kwami Shenanigans, Nooroo is a little shit

Summary: Marinette gets serious.

Notes: This fic is 3 comments away from the 1K comment milestone on AO3!

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Chapters 1-2

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In comparison to Jagged, who was coming up with more and more ridiculous ideas—getting a pet crocodile, for instance, which made it seem he wanted Adrien to be a mini-him—Marinette was positively sedate when Adrien came back into the lounge. She was seated primly with a notebook she’d found somewhere.

She looked up at him, quirking a smile. “We need to be serious about this if we’re going to win.”

Jagged let out an exaggerated sigh. “Ugh, being serious is so not rock n’ roll.”

Adrien blinked. “Win?”

“Beat your dad at his own game. Manipulating public perception.” Marinette gestured to the notebook, which had a list. “We have fifteen hours before the announcement hits the news, about, if it’s meant to be released at nine tomorrow morning. That gives us some time. Not much, but some.”

He sat down, browsing the list.

Non-Lila fake relationship (call Nadja Chamack)

Not skunk hair – black w/ green tips?

Expose Lila – make her inconvenient (no more photoshoots)

Jagged read out loud over his shoulder, adding commentary like, “Wait, you know Nadja Chamack, too?” and “Yeah, I guess that’d look better” and “I’m in!” The last one regarding Lila.

“I texted Penny to come back so we can make the plans more cohesive before moving to clothes,” Marinette said as he handed back the notebook.

“Should I tell the hotel to hold off on the hair, too?” Jagged asked. At Marinette’s nod, he moved across the room to the phone.

Adrien was stunned that she had, in the course of one conversation he’d had in the bathroom with Plagg, come up with something that would look less haphazard.

“But who would I have a fake relationship with?”

The idea made him uneasy. It felt a lot like what his dad was doing.”

She bit her lip. “Um, not me. But someone who knows Lila is toxic and is willing to help us. The only reason for it is to make it look like your dad is trying to break you and this person up, or is embarrassed or something.”

Adrien winced. “I mean, I don’t want to use someone like that. It’d be easiest to choose a guy, since Father wouldn’t dare upset the LGBTQ+ community with him being in the fashion industry, but it’d be a little disrespectful to the community, wouldn’t it?”

Marinette was quiet for a bit. “I… I don’t know. I’m, um… I identify as bi, but… Maybe if you basically said it was a relationship to explore your sexuality? Like with someone who’s also a friend?”

“But… I don’t think I know anyone who’d be willing to do that.

Realistically, everyone in their class was under Lila’s thumb. Another celebrity would make it weird. Other models might be concerned about a future modeling for Gabriel.

Jagged butted in. “Weren’t you jamming with Anarka’s boy that one time?”

Adrien blinked. “Luka?”

“He might be willing to help—and you could promote Kitty Section, too. Make that part of your outfit.” For some reason, Marinette’s cheeks had turned pink. “Um, is it okay if I text him and get him to come?”

Honestly, Adrien had been a bit jealous of Luka when he’d wielded the Snake so well after Adrien’s failure—but Plagg had pointed out that it just meant he was a better Black Cat. And he was fond of the older boy, who had welcomed him into the band even though his father wouldn’t let him play often.

“I think… yeah. Let’s talk to him. Hopefully he’s not fooled by Lila’s act.”

“He’s not,” Marinette said darkly. “I, uh, told him after she got me expelled and almost Akumatized.”

“No!” Jagged jumped up. “I can’t believe she hurt you so bad! Oh, she’s got to go down!”

Penny just so happened to walk in at that moment. “Who?”

“That Lila girl almost got our talented, wonderful Marinette Akumatized, Penny! We can’t have that.” Jagged sprawled against his part of the circular sofa dramatically. “She’s, like, my muse!”

Marinette turned beet red. “I-I’ll just text Luka and ask him to come here.”

She pulled her phone way closer to her face than was necessary. Adrien thought it was cute that she got flustered whenever someone reminded her of her accomplishments—she was so modest, unlike Lila.

Penny, for her part, rolled her eyes at the dramatics, but smiled. “Adrien, can you run through a list of her lies? I might be able to get more people on board, since she seems to like to steal fame.”

Adrien nodded, listing staying with Prince Ali of Achu, being best friends with Ladybug, Jagged Stone’s kitten and song for her, and knowing Steven Besielberg and other Hollywood directors.

“She even told our friend Nino she would introduce him to Steven Besielberg, and he wants to be a filmmaker,” he finished. “And those are just the ones I’ve heard—she probably has more.”

Jagged broke in. “I wrote one for Ladybug after she saved me, and Mariette inspired a song, but I’d never write her a song, even as a take-down. She doesn’t deserve it.”

Penny was writing on her pad. “I can get in touch with Steven Besielberg, at least. That should be interesting.”

“Luka’s on his way,” Marinette broke in. “And, uh, I just realized my idea for your hair would match his… So maybe that was a sign?”

Adrien smiled. “At least that I should also spend time playing with Kitty Section again.”

Penny cleared her throat. “Adrien, do you have control of your official social media?”

He rubbed the back of his head. “Kind of? My father has the password for both my email and my social media accounts.”

She nodded, and gestured to a laptop on a nearby desk. “Change them while we wait for M. Couffaine. I’ll help you make sure he can’t regain control.”

By the time they finished, Luka had arrived. Adrien and Marinette worked to explain the situation to him; the blond could tell by the look on his face, as though he’d just smelled something nasty, that Luka knew of and wasn’t fond of Lila.

He hadn’t even gotten to asking him, when the older boy abruptly nodded. “A fake relationship. Something your father can’t protest without looking bad. I’ll do it, so long as we take down Lila, too.”

Adrien grinned. “Already in the works.”

Marinette, though, looked worried. “Has she done something?”

Luka scowled. “She’s been trying to make things weird between Juleka and Rose lately. It’s bad enough she hurt Marinette, but she’s not hurting my sister.”

Adrien traded serious glances with Marinette. This was bigger, more important, than just avoiding a fake relationship with Lila now. If the liar had proved anything with her plot to get Marinette expelled, it was that she didn’t care who she hurt, what relationships she destroyed.

It was time to take her down.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous fanfiction #miraculous salt #my fanfiction #luka couffaine #adrien agreste #uncle jagged #jagged stone #marinette dupain cheng #penny rolling #lila salt #lila 'the liar' rossi #juleka couffaine #rose lavillant #The Rebellion of Adrien Agreste

[fenheart87]

Mark of the Butterfly

I have a soft spot for Marc being the true Butterfly holder and another for Nooroo getting the love and care that little beautiful creature deserves! Slightly angsty but its mostly good feels and bonds being strengthened. also on AO3

It was over. The loud sound of the sirens and screaming of Gabriel was completely drowned out by the beating of her heart, adrenaline still flowing through her body. Marientte hugged a newly revealed Adrien closer as he slipped into shock, the reality of his father's actions finally sinking in. All this time and all the terror, sleep deprivation, injuries, property damage and emotional strain just so he could have a shot at a pipe-dream to revive Emilie... It was finally over.

"Gabriel Agreste, your reign of terror is over. Your control of Paris and it's people's emotions is no more. Most importantly, your time as the holder of the butterfly miraculous and torturer of Nooroo is done." Ladybug cradled the butterfly miraculous gently and steered Chat Noir away from the still raving former designer. Tossing her yo-yo and latching onto a building, the din of reporters firing questions and screaming for answers went ignored as she took her partner to her safe apartment where the rest of the miraculous holders were waiting.

"He's in shock and Plagg needs a break at least, if he wants to suit up again then he can after Plagg eats." Max jumped into action and grabbed Adrien's favorite blanket to wrap around him, a flash of green came from under it.

"There's tea and all kwami related snacks in the kitchen, even some Marinette favorites." Luka murmured, taking a quick moment to hug his girlfriend and by extension Adrien who had yet to let go of Ladybug.

"Let Tikki rest too Nette, you know she loves group hugs like this too." Nino joined in, bringing Alya and everyone one else followed to create a giant group hug.

"Spots off." Marientte whispered and felt the tears start. "I'm so sorry chaton, I never wanted to be right about him being Hawkmoth. I'm sorry you had to go through all of that, and more I'm sure you never told me about. I failed you and I'm sorry."

"Milady, you didn't fail me." Adrien whispered, still not moving his face from her shoulder. "Not as Ladybug and not as Marinette. You were always there from the beginning. I love you but you know that already."

Luka raised a brow to Sass, who mimicked the expression as he held Tikki and Plagg closely. 

"And I love you too chaton. We will always be partners, we were destined to be in each other's lives. Don't forget that you have everyone else here for you too."

"I know..." She could hear the smile breaking through and felt one on her own face. "I was thinking of asking my girlfriend to come with me on a trip and maybe my best friend who happens to be an awesome superhero if her and her boyfriend would like to go."

"Dude! Totally knocked out by the superbug?!" Nino complained, causing laughter to spread through the solemn atmosphere. "I get it though she is pretty awesome."

"Well you got the pretty part of that right." Luka smirked as the blush forming on pale cheeks.

"She's always been awesome, just a little preoccupied you could say." Alya teased.

"Preoccupied enough to walk into doors and walls." Alix chimed in, now sitting on the couch.

"Or tripping up the stairs." Juleka muttered. 

"One time! One time!" Marientte whined embarrassed but smiling as she felt Adrien chuckling. "And i think best friend is a pretty big spot for me to fill..."

"Nino is my bro, I am unofficially a Lahiffe. I don't want anything to do with being an Agreste anymore." 

"Adrien, I understand that you don't want the connection to Gabriel and his nonsense but don't just give up your connection to your mom either. She loved him before he became the Gabriel of today and you know her better than anyone. " Tikki flew in, wiping away the tears that spring forth from her words. "Why not step away from the bad stuff but keep the good?"

"How do I do that?" The blonde miraculous holder finally raised his head and stared at the Tikki with such heartbreak in his eyes.

"I don't know, do you Luka?" She smiled mischievously.

"What are you talking about?" The guitarist was confused and looked at his girlfriend who was slowly turning into a tomato. "I missed something?"

"Oh my god Tikki! Do you really have to bring that up now? I like only freaking out for a day- okay okay like a week which considering wasn't all that bad but this really isn't the time!" Marientte babbled and then realized what her kwami was actually talking about. "Adrien... That's it!"

"I don't follow bugaboo."

"Instead of Adrien Agreste, follow your mother- okay not really because you'd be changing your name and she didn't but you could become Adrien Graham De Vanilly. Oh it's perfect!" She hugged the surprised boy to her tightly and bounced in place, causing those left in the group hug to laugh and step back a bit.

"I mean you're always a Lahiffe bro but you're pretty awesome as you."

"Guys, I don't-" Adrien broke into happy tears, launching himself at Nino and pulling in Tiki for a forehead kiss, irritating Plagg who stole her back with a playful hiss.

"I think we're going to be just fine... Just one last thing to do." Marientte leaned into Luka's side fully, letting everyone party for the moment before she would have to collect the miraculous' and let them visit with their newly reclaimed lost brother.

"I see your thinking face and I trust whatever you decide next Songbird." Luka whispered, sneaking a kiss when his sister wasn't looking because she was looking to get revenge.

Ladybug loved the feeling of flying through the air and running across the many roofs of her city. It was a freedom she loved and willingly shared with the other heros even if they could not keep their miraculous full time like she could being the Guardian. For a long time she had worried and thought until she was dizzy about the end of this fight and what would happen after. More importantly who would be best for poor Nooroo as Duusu would need a long time to recover and special help before the peacock would be ready for use again. Seeing her target clad in red made her smile and Ladybug swooped down, startling the boy.

"Marc Anciel, I have a very special request for you. Should you accept, I have a very special friend who needs someone like you."

"Wait, the fight is over, are you giving me a miraculous?" Marc squeaked, green eyes as wide as dinner plates.

"This miraculous is quite different you see, this is the butterfly miraculous that was misused by Hawkmoth and the kwami Nooroo wasn't treated well. I was hoping you would accept and become the true butterfly holder to inspire and help sort through the crazy amount of emotions that everyone will be feeling now that the reign of terror is over. To do good and spread love." Ladybug waited, watching the emotions flash across his face and pulled out the miracle box she had been saving for this moment.

"I accept." Marc smiled and opened the box, flinching slightly from the bright light. A butterfly kwami shook a bit as he opened his eyes and looked at his new holder, awe slowly shining through his countenance.

"Nooroo, this is Marc and I think you'll be in very good hands from now on. There is still much to fix and balance but for now I want you to take some time to spend with each other."

"Oh Guardian Ladybug he is truly inspiring!" Nooroo flew close and stared deeply into frozen green eyes. "Such a beautiful and gentle soul to have been through so much and still so very strong..."

"Well if I can do it, so can you- Nooroo? Right?"

"Yes Mas- I mean Marc. It's very nice to meet you." The kwami settled in his shoulder and seemed to glow with happiness.

"What is your favorite food? I was just going shopping for some stuff." 

"Oh I love cinnamon rolls!"

"Oh I almost forgot, here!" Ladybug handed the new holder a coupon for free cinnamon rolls at the one and only Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie. "Bug out!" She winked and threw her yo-yo to head home.

"Thank you Marinette."

"So now we get to adjust to actually finishing dates and having to come up with actual excuses and finding things to do when bored." Luka mused aloud, making Marientte giggle from her place tucked into his side. "Only good things from here."

"Well emotional aftermath and work through a lot of issues but with Marc and Nooroo I think things will be on the right path. I think Adrien needs to visit him eventually once he gets more settled."

"Speaking of Adrien, I hear he is going through with the name change and the courts are having a tough time with the company in shambles."

"I'm out of a job at the moment, debating if I should wait for the reboot or move to another design house."

"I think MDCC has a nice ring for a new design house, to avoid confusion could just keep MDC."

"Luka! It was just something you said and I was sleep deprived and you know how my mind is. I won't freak out again unless it happens."

"And how long did you calculate for that possibility miss planner extraordinaire?"

"Luka!"

"I just want to know my time limit…"

"Shut up and kiss me."

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