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clusterclump · 1 year
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lukanette my beloveds my skrunklies
viperinette is so special to me like hello i just think that instead of all those fics of marichat’s friendship/relationship being exposed we should have some of viperinette as well unlike chat viperion does know mari is lb and he would take her opinions so seriously (puts her judgement over his own actually bc she is the more experienced hero) and i can just imagine viperion and chat thinking they should go w one route but being slightly unsure bc lb isnt there and mari pipes up with a different suggestion and viperion is like yes. senpai i defer to u always
and i know im a lovesquare/cn/adrien disliker but i genuinely do think chat respects mari canonically (i’m not even talking abt s5. literally from evillustrator) ive never doubted that he does genuinely think she is smart and stuff BUT he also has a bit more of the ‘i’m a superhero leave everything to me i need to protect you’ mindset. which isn’t one of the reasons i dislike him because genuinely that is fair enough or at least close enough to fair that i don’t mind it coming from a 14 year old groomed into to being a superhero but you have to admit that viperion/luka is significantly more likely to take mari seriously and even before viperion finds out abt maribug i’m sure he would listen to her opinion. his dad trusts marinette to make decisions too hehe all the guitar boys worship mari
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justminawrites · 1 year
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For as long as Luka Couffaine could remember, he was a half. It was only when he turned fifteen, watching the dying sun set over the Seine, did he realise that the other half of him had only ever been other people’s secrets.
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feyriu-archive · 3 years
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Go for it bb don’t be afraid uwu
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miraculous786 · 4 years
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The Teeter In Your Tune Is Destined For Disaster
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For as long as Luka could remember, he had possession of an ability that no one was aware of. He wasn't exactly sure why he had it - though one suspicion was because of his soul.
His soul that was destined for the Snake miraculous. The miraculous of time loops and the future. Past and the present.
It was both a gift and a curse.
Gift because he could hear a person's melody. Hear their happiness and emotion through a flowing synaesthesia that would reach his ears and his ears only.
He could detect sincerity with a single note. Love from a single strum. It was something he used to his advantage - to tell who to trust and who to suspect.
However, the curse aspect came with the fact that he would have frequent visions, accompanied with the sound of a sour note or a string snapping. Flashes of violence, blood, death would run past his mint green eyes.
The people in the images would always be someone he'd recognise. That anyone else would recognise. Actors, lawyers, mayors, politicians - those who were important to how life for everyone around him functioned.
Ladybug, one of Paris's heroes, was on the ever-growing list. Every month, week, day she would sacrifice her time, energy, and even life to save civilians. Hundreds. Thousands.
It was no wonder that glimpses of her death would too plague him.
What he'd witness was always the same.
There, penetrating from the teen's back and reaching through to her chest, would be a blade. At the tip, blood soaked the metal - red and ruby like her spotted outfit. The scene was traumatizing, to say the least, but what always haunted him was the expression on her face.
A soft smile would grace her features. Her eyes - usually a stunning bluebell - slowly lost their light, fading until there was nothing there and his vision ended.
The consequences would be sleepless nights and cold sweat. Heavy breathing. Numbed fear.
And an overwhelming urge to protect. To save her like she saved him from an untimely end. To stop the nightmares and keep her alive.
Luka would revel in the time they spent alone together. He'd lay his head on her chest, smiling when her tune and heartbeat would draw him into slumber. He'd kiss her lips, grinning when her cheeks flared with a blush and her melody would speed up.
With his tireless efforts, the flashes stopped. They became as absent as the amount of times he'd wipe away Ladybug's tears, as she wept from the hardships from her supposed 'partner'. As she wept from the guilt of removing his source of power.
Things settled. Life settled.
Until Hawk Moth had struck again - this time with the most destructive akuma to date.
Fire engulfed all buildings in sight, making smoke rise up to the clouds. Parisians scrambled to safety, desperate for shelter and assurance. Rubble blocked escape routes. Dust filled the lungs of many.
The fight, which had lasted hours, was filled with sour notes, strings snapping, and off-tune melodies from Ladybug. Viperion would snap his head to his girlfriend, only to see her dodge attacks by a mere inch. Brush off close calls with an easy grin.
It made his heart drop, but he tried to ignore the keys of her symphony as he drowned them out with the strings of his harp. Stress pressed its way to the forefront of his mind, yet he chose to simply stay by her side. To keep her in his sight to make sure she was safe from an impending doom.
Ladybug landed beside him, weapon at the ready as they stood in confident poses. He pursed his lips, shutting his eyes tight to stop the now-teetering and squeeky tune from her soul. It was blaring within the confines of his mind - seeming to be a siren for danger now more than ever.
Luka breathed out a sigh. He launched back into the fray, landing solid blows and holding structures for those in trouble. All the while her synaesthesia flooded his senses.
A few minutes passed.
Bruises marred his skin from punches and kicks. Cuts dug deep into his face. Horrific music continued to play in his ears.
And then...
...it all stopped.
Everything became quiet. Silent. Deaf. He snapped his neck to where Ladybug was, only to see something silver flash in the corner of his vision. It was a sword - a blade - aimed straight for her back.
He didn't hesitate to run towards her. To hold his arms out in a cross where the impact of the weapon would hit. To close his eyes as he waited for the blood and for the end.
What he didn't notice was how the person behind him saw the oncoming strike.
A painfully familiar string snapped in his ears, and he opened his eyes in time to feel Ladybug twist the both of them around. To see her plant her body in front of his as the blade pierced her back.
The world became mute again.
He could feel the strings from his harp, his guitar, his heart breaking. Could feel the emotion wracking through his brain and through his mind.
And then he could hear the music of her soul again. Longer and drawn out, sombre and sad - yet still as melodic and captivating as usual.
The metal from her chest was painted in blood. Her features had that same smile that he had come to love and fear. Her breaths came out in pants as she gazed up at him.
"T-Thank you, Luka...for everything...P-Please...take care of Tikki for me..."
The glow in her eyes began to fade, but her choked words caused a spark of hope to pass in them.
He opened his mouth a few times, before the thought that he couldn't do anything struck. Tears rolled down his scaled mask as he spoke.
"Of- of course, Marinette."
"Y-You knew?"
Her symphony started to slow.
"Yes."
"I..." she took in a raspy breath. "...I'm glad..."
Ladybug's smile became soft. Her eyes, filled with compassion and love, diminished in colour ever so slowly. He could feel the grip on his hand lessen until her fingers didn't grip anymore.
And all he could do was hold her in his arms, listening to her music stop on a strong, high note. Listening to the now-silent atmosphere as he finally let a sob shake his chest.
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This request was by @kibastray​ and was very long so couldn’t be put in an Ask. It’s so sad and good that I decided to write it today since it was so great! Thank you for requesting it!
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valjune97 · 4 years
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Lukanette short-comic
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badpuns-trademark · 4 years
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since lukanette is kinda canon now i can imagine luka being the cheesy type of boyfriend who LOVES to show marinette off and wear couple shirts and whatnot :)
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mooncherii · 5 years
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the old love square is OUT!! the only love square i will be accepting is lukanette, viperinette, lukabug, and viperibug!!! that is all!!
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kinikoluna · 4 years
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Finally drew this cutie pie Luka from #miraculousladybug
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miraculous786 · 4 years
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Miraculous: Chat Blanc (Sequel to Heartstring) > Twenty
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Adrien groaned. Clawed hands reached to rub at his eyes, as he slowly sat up and opened them. His surroundings consisted of shadows and brick, along with the cold stone that he had been laying on.
There was a blur of red that zipped past his left, and he whipped his head to where it went. Across from him, beside chunks of debris and rubble, were two teens, both with bruises and cuts across their skin.
A quiet gasp escaped his lips at the sight, and he immediately moved forward to inspect them closer. However, he halted when Viperion snapped his head in his direction.
"Chaton..." Marinette whispered, staring at him with an expression of both exhaustion and happiness. "You're back."
"I- what, what happened?" Chat Noir asked, voice meek as the pinned ears atop his head drooped.
Marinette winced, as she straightened her back in an attempt to stand. Luka wrapped an arm around her waist, and allowed her to hold onto him.
"You were akumatized," he informed, whilst gazing at Chat with worry in his tone. "Ladybug was able to save you, but had to go before her timer ran out."
He sucked in a breath. "I was- I was akumatized?"
The snake hero nodded, a solemn look on his face. He turned to the girl in his arms, and pulled a stray lock of hair behind one of her ears.
Adrien tried to ignore the weight in his chest at the gesture, and instead opened his mouth to speak. "Princess, d-did I do this?"
Instead of an answer, she lifted a hand to cup his cheek gently. Pink dusted his features as she said, "I know what you're going to say, Kitty, but this isn't your fault. None of it is. It's Hawk Moth's."
"But-"
"No," she cut him off with, vocals stern. "I don't want to hear any more arguments, okay?"
A finger booped his nose in a playful manner, causing him to lose focus and stutter out an agreement. Marinette chuckled at that.
There was a tickle at her shoulder blade, and she discreetly glanced there to see Tikki giving her neck a hug with tiny paws. Luckily, the tresses reaching down to her chest blocked the kwami from sight.
"We should get out of here," Luka advised. "It's already pretty late."
The designer nodded, and felt her vision tilt as Viperion stood up with her held protectively against him. He hesitated for a moment, then locked eyes with Chat whilst opening his mouth to talk.
"I'm going to take Marinette home. Would you like to come with us?"
Chat Noir bit his lip, before looking up to the moon showering them in a sliver of light from above. "I...I would love to, but...I have to go home myself. My father must be worried that I haven't returned yet."
Luka smiled in understanding. "That's okay," he said, while adjusting the one in his hold to be in a more secure position. "Just know that you can talk to us whenever you want, and Ladybug. It wouldn't be good to have another incident like this again."
"Of course! Ladybug! Is she okay?"
Marinette giggled, a slight flush on her cheeks. "She is, don't worry. She told us that she'd cast the Cure with a Lucky Charm as soon as possible."
"That's a relief," Adrien sighed, holding his heart to stop the fast beating. He tilted his head up, and strolled closer to the two. "Goodnight Viperion, Princess."
He raised her hand to place a sweet kiss on the palm of it, then proceeded to leap off with a smug grin and an extension of his baton.
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"My parents think that I was at Chloe's."
Viperion plucked a few strings on his harp, and glanced up just as the notes from it drifted from the chaise to the entrance of the room.
Marinette shut the trapdoor, and sauntered over to sit beside him. Her skin was now soft and unmarked, apart from the freckles dotting her cheekbones. There was also a rosy hue on them, as her friend sent her a calming smile.
"That's good to hear," he enthused. "But won't they see the news of Chat Blanc and I? He did mention you quite a few times."
Marinette's eyes widened, and she froze for a moment before groaning in realisation. She leant into his chest out of embarrassment, making him simply chuckle and hug her tight.
"I'm such an idiot..."
He grabbed her chin, and slowly brought it up to his face. "You're not, my Melody. Trust me."
She blushed prettily, glancing down. "T-Thank you," she stuttered. "I- for everything, really. Without you, Lila would've still been ruling the class, and Chloe wouldn't have been my friend."
A yawn escaped her mouth, and she covered it up with a hand.
Luka smiled. "It was nothing, Melody," he assured. "And it's getting late. You don't want to be late for school tomorrow."
Marinette mumbled a curse, reaching to grab his hand. "Don't care," she muttered. "I just wanna stay here with my date..."
He blinked, processing her words. "D-Does that mean that you want to have a second one?"
She yawned again, but this time tried to stay awake as she stretched out her arms. "Of course I do, Luka. I'd love it if we did. I...I think there's a chance we could have something."
"Really?"
"Y-Yeah," she replied, rouge dusting her features. "My, my heart's been with Adrien for years, but...I started to move on from him ever since you were akumatized. It's taken me a while, and yet...I think I love you now."
"Me?" he breathed.
"Yes. At least, I think so, but...y-you see, what Chat Blanc said I- he told me that he loved me as well," she explained, chewing her lip as she looked away. "I love you, but I don't want to hurt Chat's heart twice. I already rejected him as Ladybug. I don't want to do it again."
Luka's eyes softened, as he rubbed soothing circles on her back. "Do you think you love the both of us then?"
The female bit the inside of her cheek. "M-Maybe, I...yes."
The last word was choked, and she soon clutched him tight in a strong embrace. Viperion made eye contact with Tikki, who soon zipped to join in calming Marinette.
A look of contemplation took over his expression, and he spoke out on instinct, "I'm sure that we'll find a solution, Melody."
"Maybe I could just date the both of you?" she suggested, before slapping her cheek straight after. "No, that's selfish. Chat Blanc didn't like you, so that might not be nice for Chat Noir."
The guitarist's eyes widened. "Melody, I...that could work if we put our minds to it."
Marinette furrowed her brows. "Wait, really?"
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"Of course Father didn't care that I was gone."
Plagg floated up to his chosen in worry. "Kid, I'm sure that's not true. Maybe he just didn't notice?"
Adrien sent a deadpan look the kwami's way, making him laugh nervously until his black ears suddenly perked up. "You got a message, Kid."
"Really? From who?" Adrien quizzed, sitting up from his silk mattress in curiosity. "What did they say?"
"Hmm...Ladybug texted something about visiting Pigtails tomorrow night."
"'Pigtails'?"
"You know, you're girlfriend?"
"S-She's not my girlfriend, Plagg!" the blond spluttered. "Mari, well, my Princess is with Luka." He glanced down, eyes beginning to become sad.
Plagg sighed. He curled up on Adrien's locks, and started to allow a purr to echo in the boy's ears in an attempt of comfort.
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miraculous786 · 4 years
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Miraculous: Chat Blanc (Sequel to Heartstring) > Seventeen
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"I'm sorry about the distraction, Princess. It seems that Hawk Moth is an impatient man."
Marinette took her eyes off of Viperion. She scanned over Chat Blanc, and let out a sigh when the purple symbol wasn't seen to be hovering over his face anymore. "It's okay."
He grinned, giving her a flash of his pointed fangs. With an unusual sort of enthusiasm, he walked over to the railings at the edge of the platform that they were on. "May this Knight ask what's on his Princess's mind?"
A blush threatened her cheeks. "Oh, I uhh, was just thinking about how you'd protect me in the first place, that's all!"
Adrien leaned his leather-clad arms on the metal before him. "Well, I've already saved you from one person that you're not safe with. That should make getting revenge on your class a whole lot easier."
She found her brows furrowing. "Wait, what? Who?"
The akuma chuckled. "Luka, of course. He would've been quite the nuisance if I hadn't stopped him from interfering with my plan, or hurting you anymore."
"W-What? He, he wasn't hurting me! That was you!"
His back straightened. He turned to meet her gaze, and she fought off a flinch when taking in his now emotionless eyes.
"You were controlling him that whole time, Chat!" Marinette spoke. "Luka didn't hurt me then, and he never will."
Quiet footsteps echoed on the Eiffel Tower, as Chat Blanc made his way forward in the girl's direction. She stepped back a short distance, and it seemed that he had caught the action with the way his eyes snapped to the floor.
"...I'm afraid you're wrong, my Princess," he finally said, whilst placing a chilled hand on her shoulder. "I didn't control Luka. I simply made him speak out his thoughts."
There was a weight crushing her lungs. "What?" she breathed, before gaining a surge of confidence. "No, that's not the truth. I know that he would never even dream of all those things."
In a quick movement, he enveloped her in strong arms, with her head pressed against his shoulder. Warmth seeped back into his tone as he consoled, "It's hard to believe, I know, but you're going to have to trust what I say."
"But what you did to Luka was wrong, Chat! You're lying!"
The one holding her close froze. The claws of the hand wrapped around her pricked at the skin of her arm. She couldn't help but gulp silently, with her eyes shut tight.
Adrien grit his teeth. He inhaled through his nostrils for a few seconds, then let out a shaky breath. "The way you say that implies that I'm like her, doesn't it?"
Marinette pursed her lips. Her silence was all the answer he needed.
"I won't ever hurt you like she dared to do, Princess. I'll make sure of it," he growled lowly, pulling her into a protective embrace. It was as if he was shielding her from the world - keeping her only to himself.
There was a nudge at her purse. The baker glanced down in worry, however soon snapped her head back up when a noise caught her attention.
Chat Blanc was purring.
A cold hand sifted through her flowing locks, whilst another made its way around her waist and brought her into him even more.
"...Chat?"
His response was a casual hum, giving the hint that all his previous anger had been drained away.
"I-I'm sorry..." she found herself apologising. "I- you're nothing like Lila, I promise. It's just that, well, what Luka said was..."
Marinette gazed down with a small frown. She didn't notice the quick flash of remorse that passed her partner's eyes, as he looked down at her in his arms.
In an unusually soothing voice, he said, "It's okay, my Princess. I understand. What Luka said must have been...terrible." The last word escaped him in a whisper.
"I...I still don't think that he would think all of those things though..." she mused quietly, before feeling a harsh grip on her shoulder. The teen winced, glancing up again to see Chat Blanc with an akuma symbol lighting up his features for a second time.
"I said that I'd get that stupid miraculous," he snarled, his eyes unfocused and not on her. Taking a chance, she moved back to exit his hold, and sighed in relief when he didn't react.
"So? I want to talk with my Princess now. Not fight Ladybug."
Bluebell orbs shot up to see Viperion on a metal foundation above. They wavered when remembering who was under the costume - Luka - but soon chose to inspect his movements carefully.
He indicated to the railings at the edge of the platform with his head. She nodded in understanding. Then her eyes scanned over Chat Blanc nearby, who was now kneeling with a flickering symbol.
"I won't get them now!" he hissed between clenched teeth.
All of a sudden, the purple floating in front of his face glowed brighter. He arched his back, clutching his head with his hands as pain shook through his whole body.
A million thoughts zipped through the designer's mind. She choked back a whimper at the sight of him in agony. Her flats clacked as they inched back out of instinct. Soon, a railing made contact with her form.
Warm arms settled themselves around her - scooping her up from the ground. Wind whistled past as she processed that the pavements below were getting closer and closer.
"Luka...I..."
"It's okay, Marinette," he hushed softly. "Let's just..."
A second later and she was placed on stable floor again. The empty pavements about were lined with bright lampposts, that lit up the night sky blanketing them in darkness. Stars twinkled in colours of yellow and white.
The female turned the opposite way of him, her palms sweaty and posture hunched. A breeze forced a chill to wrack through her.
"My Melody?"
She bit her lip. Her eyes became glossy with emotion. "You know, I used to like you calling me that," she said in a level tone.
There was a pain in Luka's chest. "Used to?"
"...Before you said all of those things," she admitted. "I...I don't know what to...did, did you really mean any of what our friendship has been? Or did Chat make you say it all? Cause, I-I don't know what to think anymore."
Tikki - who had zipped out and onto her shoulder - hugged the side of her neck with small paws. She shakily smiled, though the kwami's action didn't feel like enough to prepare her for what Viperion would even say.
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miraculous786 · 4 years
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Miraculous: Chat Blanc (Sequel to Heartstring) > Eighteen
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"Marinette, our friendship is everything to me," Viperion spoke softly, standing at a distance to keep her comfortable. "I would never to lie to you."
"B-But you said..."
She turned her head to the side. Dry tears welled up in her eyes. The kwami cuddled up to her neck whizzed up to her freckled cheek.
"I know," he agreed, tone edging at a guilty whisper. "And I regret all of it. I just-"
Luka let out an uncharacteristic sigh. Scaled fingers gripped at dyed blue locks.
"I just couldn't control myself. Everything just came out of my mouth without thought. I...It felt like watching something through a screen. I-I couldn't do anything."
The girl pursed her lips. She shared a sad look to Tikki. "I want to believe you, Luka. I really do, but- how do I know that what I saw before wasn't you?"
He gripped his lyre, whilst poking one of the strings - as if it would give him an epiphany.
She hesitantly turned around, frown settled on her features. Her gaze took in his forlorn expression. His resigned demeanour. Defeated posture. The dull look in his usually-mirthful orbs.
A gasp escaped her parted lips.
Viperion's head snapped up. "What's wrong?" he asked - the worry laced in his voice making her will quiver. "Are you okay?"
"Your...your eyes..." she breathed.
Concern overcame him, just as Tikki came into his vision. After studying what seemed to be his face for a few seconds, the kwami flew back to her owner's side.
"Your eyes are still red," she supplied. "Not as dark as before, but still red."
"T-That means you're telling the truth, and...but- how...?"
He suddenly came forward in a quick movement, encasing her in his arms just as realisation struck her. Marinette's eyes widened, her breathing becoming fast.
"L-Luka!" she choked, hugging him back when he squeezed her tight. "I- oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I can't believe I trusted-"
"It's okay, my Melody, it's okay," he hushed, stroking her silky locks with care. She soon melted into his embrace. Tears rolled off of his magic-infused costume and mask.
"No, it's not."
He leaned his head atop hers. "It is, Marinette. Trust me, I forgive you."
The sniffles that she let out were muffled by his chest. The tears that she cried were wiped away by him from her cheeks. It was such a gentle gesture that she couldn't help but throw herself onto him again.
They stayed there for a dozen moments more. Cold from the wind was chased away by their shared warmth. Fear of the situation was scared by their heartfelt reunion.
"It's alright, my Melody."
She tilted her head up to meet his gaze. Their pants were blown on each other's faces as they slowly inched closer in sync.
Until a loud shout broke the tender moment.
"W-What was that?"
Viperion squinted to where the source of the noise was, and, sure enough, a white blur was seen to be running about the tip of the Eiffel Tower. It seemed to be sporadic in its movements - panicked. As if it were searching for something.
"It's Chat Blanc. He's looking for you."
Marinette turned to where he was looking. When noticing the akuma, a surge of confidence began to flow through her veins. "We have to save him."
"I don't think it's a good idea for me to fight with you, Melody."
"What? W-Why?"
"He's right, Marinette," Tikki urged. "His eyes being red could mean that Chat Blanc can still control him. It's better to go by yourself."
She sighed. "You're right...but, but what if I'm not strong enough? He's my partner."
Luka placed a hand on her shoulder. "You are strong enough, Marinette. Believe in yourself, just like I believe in you."
After a few seconds, pink dusted her rosy cheeks, as she let out a small giggle. Before he could comprehend what was happening, she came forward, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips.
He too blushed - watching as she smiled shyly.
"Thank you, Luka. Tikki, Spots On!"
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"Chat Noir!"
Said person turned around, only to be met with the sound of a string extending and a hit to the face. Sharp claws held onto the ground, keeping him stable as he took in the person in front of him.
"It's Chat Blanc!" he hissed, standing up and grabbing hold of his baton. "Where did you take Marinette?"
"Somewhere safe!" Ladybug exclaimed. "Chat, I'll ask again. Give me your akumatized object. We don't have to fight."
Blue eyes turned into slits. "Give me my Princess back first!"
"Listen, Chat. Marinette wouldn't want this. You're one of her best friends. One of the people she trusts. Whatever you do now will hurt her."
"Well, not as much as those stupid classmates of hers hurt her!"
Ladybug flinched. However, she didn't have enough time to react as a staff extended into her, sending her careening into the ground below. She snapped her yo-yo back into her hand, then threw it to wrap around a beam.
Her figure perched on the metal, as bluebell eyes scanned about. There was a flash of ivory to her side, and she immediately swung in its direction.
There was a grunt as she kicked Adrien, causing him to land onto the floor harshly. The relief she felt was short-lived, though, when with a quick launch, he was already back in the air again.
"This is not going well..." she mumbled worriedly. "Maybe I should..."
Marinette glanced down at her weapon in consideration.
"What's wrong, Ladybug?" he spat aloud, his voice echoing about the Eiffel Tower. "Too scared to fight your little sidekick?"
His words made something inside her crack. She gained a determined expression, as she gripped the yo-yo in her hand.
"Lucky Charm!"
A flash of pink and ladybugs swirled above, soon manifesting an item into existence. It was a spotted mask - exactly the same as the one she was adorning now.
"What am I supposed to do with this?"
Someone cackled from above. "Oh, I don't know. Cosplay?" They attempted to tackle her to the ground, with a hand laced in destructive energy held out.
The heroine sidestepped out of range. She leaped into suspension again, feeling wind whistle past her ears as she fell. With a graceful roll, she settled onto a building's rooftop, that had a flat surface and no chimney.
Quiet steps followed behind.
"Where is my Princess?" he snarled, fangs bared as he inched closer. "I need to protect her!"
"She doesn't need protection!" Ladybug retorted, spinning her weapon as a shield. "She's strong enough as it is."
"That may be true, but who says that there won't be more in the future who want to break her heart? Break her spirit? Her trust?"
Marinette fought off the warmth blooming from her heart. She instead charged forward, blocking bursts of energy sent her way with her turning yo-yo. The mask at her hip jolted from every movement she made.
The one she was fighting growled in frustration. He held his hands out, roaring, "Cataclysm!"
Her eyes widened. The sheer force of the power shoved her off of the ledge behind, prompting her to groan as she was planted onto a pavement.
Ladybug grit her teeth. She readjusted the red-and-black object at her hip. Her arms supported her weight as she stumbled up.
That was when a small puddle at her foot caught her attention.
She focused on it in confusion, feeling a sense of intrigue take over. Her eyes zeroed in on the reflection of herself - lit up by the lampposts around - and then her face.
Or more specifically where the mask lining her face was.
Marinette sucked in a breath. "Oh no..."
~*~*~
My head huurrrttss :(
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Miraculous: Chat Blanc (Sequel to Heartstring) > Nineteen
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Ladybug placed a hand to her ear, where a device from a spot on her yo-yo was nestled. "Viperion, I need you to use Second Chance."
There was a moment of static, before Luka spoke up with, "Why? Is everything alright?"
"Yes. My Lucky Charm just gave me a mask, and I'm pretty sure that means I'll have to reveal my identity to Chat."
Marinette spun her weapon in a few circles, then hurled it up to pole a few yards away. She tugged on the string, and soon she was launched into the air and face-to-face with her partner again.
Chat Blanc charged forward - baton at the ready - making her narrow her eyes as she leapt out of the way in a graceful movement. The next minute consisted of them trading blows and kicks, with their grunts and pants being the only noises about.
The akuma growled. He performed a high flip back several feet, and aimed his staff in her direction. With a press to the button on the hilt of it, a purple blast shot out, which she scrambled to avoid.
Her feet provided a grip to the many walls she ran across. She could hear the whip of Adrien's tail as he followed close behind.
"Melody?" a voice called from her comm, prompting her to breathlessly hum as an answer. Viperion seemed to hesitate for a moment, then carried on, "You need to get out of public sight if you want to go through with this. There's an abandoned building not that far on your right."
Ladybug nodded, even though he couldn't see, and proceeded to propel herself east. The action appeared to confuse the villain chasing her down, yet he chose not to speak and instead speed up his steps.
She twirled in the sky, giving off the impression that she was the very animal that her spots symbolised. Her yo-yo snapped with a flick of the wrist to wrap around a different lamppost, and she was suspended for another time.
There was a flash of yellow in her vision. She jumped high, and caught sight of a structure with striped tape blocking off exits and dust gathering in all places. Metal placeholders held up the levels of it, whilst planks of wood allowed space to walk.
A sigh escaped Marinette's lips. She ignored the shrill sound that emanated from her earrings and instead landed without a whisper of noise on unsteady ground. So did a figure in bleached white.
Chat Blanc let out a cackle. "What's wrong, Ladybug?" he sneered. "Don't want Paris to see their beloved hero defeated?"
All of a sudden, a purple symbol lit up his features. "I know, I will!" he snarled, baring his teeth. His head twitched as it flickered away, leaving his face darkened once more.
The female pursed her lips, positioning herself into a defensive stance. Her muscles tensed. Her eyes narrowed.
This is it...
Adrien aimed his palms towards her, as destructive energy began to dance at his fingertips. "Cataclysm!" he yelled, while hurling the force straight at her.
The red blur in her hands sent the blast another place - to a pillar supporting the weight of the foundation above. She stepped back on instinct, as she gazed upon the structure beginning to disintegrate.
White ears flicked up. The owner of them sprung back on light feet, extending a baton to lessen their decent. Ice blue eyes watched with disinterest as Ladybug gasped and spun her yo-yo fast as a shield.
Rubble rained down, covering the whole block around with smog and stone. Chat Blanc felt a smirk tug at his lips, until a familiar presence pressed at his mind again. "You'll get your miraculous!" he grunted, tightening his fists as he pounced up again.
Though the moon provided little light to the ground below, his enhanced vision allowed him to spot the girl crouched down in the middle of the debris, whilst leaning on a chunk of rock at her side.
The akuma grinned. He lifted up a hand to aim at her chest, as a ball of energy materialised in his grasp. "I think it's time you give me your miraculous, Ladybug. After all, you've only got a minute left."
As if to prove his point, frantic beeping cut through the tense atmosphere, making Marinette suck in a breath of air. She couldn't fight off the way that her body trembled as a waterfall of pink magic washed over it.
Revealed was an Asian student with flowing locks. A grey jacket and floral shirt. Ocean orbs. Cuts and bruises across her cheeks and skin.
"...Princess?"
The figure's voice was meek, shocked. He slowly lowered his arm and took a step forward. Wide irises became dilated as they scanned over her many injuries.
He suddenly stumbled to his knees, still towering over her as he brought a shaky hand up to cup her face. The other was used to grip her shoulder tight - as if checking that she was actually there.
"I-I'm sorry..." he whimpered, moving in to embrace her in a hug. "Marinette, I- gosh, I'm so sorry."
There were a few moments of silence.
"...Me too..."
The whisper was quiet, yet he was able to catch it with the drooping ears pinned atop his head. "F-For what?"
He didn't have time to react to whatever grabbed him from the shoulders. All that he caught was a flash of teal as he started to thrash about beneath the person holding him down.
Marinette popped up in his vision again, with what he deemed to be tears welling up in her eyes. She hesitated for a second, before snatching the bell from around his neck.
"No!" he shouted. "Catacly-"
A hand muffled his words, causing him to hiss in a threatening manner. He could feel Hawk Moth attempting to regain a mental connection with him, but all he could focus on was how Marinette was clutching his akumatized object.
She grit her teeth, smashing a fist into its surface.
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Hehe...
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