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Chapter 24: First Kiss

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Artwork by the amazing @verabraun-art

Marinette watched as Adrien rounded the corner, leaving her life once again. She had wanted to take it slow, but everything about this evening had proven he most certainly did not — he was doing this for her. The kind, caring boy she’d grown up loving had once again pushed his own feelings aside and allowed her to take the lead.

But it was about time she took the lead herself, and going for what she wanted!

Her heart started a rhythmic command to get moving, to go find him and stop this stupid game once and for all.

She hastily seized the nearest pair of shoes, her father’s cherished boots, slipping her feet into them despite their vast size. Ignoring the discomfort, her heart pounded with urgency as she rushed out into the street, desperate to find Adrien. She couldn’t bear the thought of him leaving again. After New York and then London (twice), she was determined to make him stay this time. He belonged with his family, his friends, and most of all, with her—the love of his life.

Yet, doubts gnawed at her insides. What if their love wasn’t enough to anchor him here?

But she pushed those thoughts aside, clinging to hope as she sprinted down the familiar streets, her heart racing with both anticipation and fear. Catching up with him, she saw him turn to face her, a questioning smile on his perfect, kissable lips.

“Marinette?” he questioned. His eyes glistened and glowed underneath the moonlight. Or was it the lamppost? This was the exact spot he’d proposed to her a couple of weeks ago. A proposal that, regardless of its validity, she’d accepted.

She stared up at him, summoning the courage to speak. “I know they say if you love someone, you should let them go. Well, I did that once and, believe me, there’s no way I’m strong enough to do it again.”

His eyes flickered across her face. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying, I don’t want to take this slow. Not anymore.”

His mouth opened, before closing again, his eyes burning into hers.

They stood bathed in the soft glow of the light, accentuating every imperfection and detail as they locked eyes. His velvety, green gaze delved into her deep oceans of blue. Silence enveloped them, each absorbed in the weight of what this moment could signify for their relationship.

Amidst the quiet tension, she felt a surge of readiness and determination. She wanted this, despite the uncertainty. Her heart swelled with love for him, and in that intense gaze, she found the courage to embrace whatever changes lay ahead. She bit down on her bottom lip and his gaze moved to focus on her mouth.

“Do you love me?” she asked with all the confidence she didn’t know she possessed.

Her pulse quickened as she locked eyes with him again, feeling the searing heat radiating from his intense, emerald gaze.

They stood motionless, the weight of the unspoken answer heavy in the air. Her heart threatened to burst from her chest, each beat echoing in her ears. Goosebumps raced across her skin, every nerve alive with tingling anticipation, as their eyes remained fixed on each other, conveying a torrent of unspoken emotions.

“Do you love me?” Her voice trembled, as the raw emotion broke through. Why wasn’t he answering?

Her heart raced in anticipation of his answer, breath caught in her chest. With deliberate steps, he moved closer, closing the distance between them, his hand rising to tenderly cup her cheek. Her eyes fluttered closed instinctively, savouring the intimacy of his touch and surrendering to the tender caress.

She watched him wet his lips with a nervous flick, before leaning in to whisper the words she had been yearning for. “Yes…I love you!” The breath of his voice against her ear sent a shiver down her spine, his warm breath mingling with her own, creating an intimate moment filled with longing and desire.

Her throat tightened as she watched him retreat, his eyes searching hers with a silent invitation to reconsider. He had an uncanny ability to read her thoughts.

As her eyes met his, she was mesmerised by the intensity of his gaze. It had turned to molten heat, a fire that burned only for her. And in that moment, she felt like the most cherished person in the world – not some distant ideal of beauty, but Marinette Dupain-Cheng, baker’s daughter and retired superhero.

His eyes bore into hers with an insatiable hunger, as though she were the sole craving of his existence. It was a look that conveyed a depth of longing and desire that superseded any other want or need.

She no longer allowed her doubts to resurface. She didn’t stop to question it, to question him or to question herself.

Marinette allowed her instincts to guide her, her hands reaching out and grabbing him by the shirt, twisting the fabric in her grip as she closed the distance between them. Lifting her head, she watched him bite his lower lip, his eyes continuing to blaze in the same way her core was. He kept his eyes trained on her, darkened, his pupils dilating into the green of his irises in a way that made her gulp for breath.

The tension between them was like a tightly wound band on the brink of snapping, the impending release promising a cataclysmic explosion of emotion, reminiscent of a supernova.

“Hey,” he greeted, his voice deep and gravelly.

As if on cue, the tension that had been holding them apart released its grip, and Marinette felt herself drawn irresistibly closer to him. Their lips met in a long-awaited kiss that spoke volumes of unspoken desire and heartfelt connection. She could feel the weight of anticipation lift, replaced by the warmth of his touch and sweetness of their lips.

At that moment, he was everything.

The kiss started slow and controlled, slightly tentative, and Marinette could sense the underlying tension and desire building between them. She felt his possessive growl reverberate in the back of his throat, a primal sound that stirred something deep within her.

As the kiss intensified, she sensed his urgency, the fiery passion igniting between them, a mutual need for more, for deeper connection and exploration. In that moment, amidst the heat of their embrace, her thoughts raced with longing and anticipation, her heart pounding with the realisation that this was just the beginning of something electric and profound.

His hands slid up her arms, fingertips skating across her collarbones and along her throat before cupping around her face almost desperately.

She felt something ignite in her body, and her hands moved up to grab his hair. A match lit inside her, and she was teetering on the edge of an inferno.

She suddenly remembered a quote from a book, where the character asked another what drowning felt like. The response was…not everything feels like something else.

Like falling in love.

Like having your heart broken.

Like kissing Adrien Agreste.

She could never have felt anything as jubilant as this. It wasn’t a tentative first kiss like when they were 14, breaking spells and defeating Akumas. This was a full kiss where she finally knew what Adrien tasted like — a flavour she’d desired for over a decade.

Her thoughts flew further, imagining what he would sound like as his hands moved over her body, adding in her own whimpers for more as he touched her. Her fantasies could never fully capture the unadulterated bliss of this moment, the sounds of his pulse quickening, or his breath catching as he finally relaxed and relinquished control to her.

They couldn’t go back to their normal dynamic now. This kiss was more than she ever could have imagined and everywhere he touched it felt like an electrical storm cracking.

He was more than just looks and a name to her. He was her Kitty, her Adrien. And as she remained in Adrien’s arms, breathless and not nearly satisfied, she understood how a simple kiss could bring two grown people to their knees, her own legs barely keeping her standing.

“Nice boots,” he said before stroking his thumbs over her cheek bones and moving forward again, this kiss just as heated and intense as the last one.

She wanted to experience everything with him because she loved him and she was sure now that he loved her. She never had to do anything to make him see her, because this kiss told her he’d been watching for a long, long time.

If this was what drowning felt like, she would be happy to drown forever.

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Yes! 😆

Me while editing: *adds a sentence*

*finds nearly identical sentence in the next paragraph*

#the pain in real #I hate editing #why can’t people read the mistakes instead

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Chapter 22: Fantasy au

Her movement was graceful, like a flower unfolding its petals to greet the sun. Adrien’s breath caught in his throat as he beheld her fully for the first time that evening.

Her hair, a cascade of dark waves adorned with vivid red roses, framed a face that was a masterpiece of delicate features and allure. Her eyes, enhanced with smoky eyeshadow, sparkled with a hint of mischief and warmth, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. Her lips, painted a bold shade of red, curved into a soft smile that set his heart racing.

The dress she wore was a vision of ethereal beauty. A flowing white gown adorned with intricate red rose detailing, it hugged her slender form in all the right places, accentuating her grace and elegance. The dress whispered with every movement, as if it were woven from moonlight and dreams.

But it was the way Marinette looked at him that truly took Adrien’s breath away. Her gaze held a depth of emotion he had never witnessed before—a silent confession of admiration and affection that spoke volumes. In that fleeting moment, he felt as though he were the centre of her universe, the recipient of a love so pure and profound that it left him speechless.

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Chapter 23: Taking It Slow

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Excerpt:

Adrien led Marinette through the winding paths of the park, the moonlight casting a gentle glow around them. Her presence seemed to shimmer in this ethereal light, her dark hair catching hints of silver and her eyes reflecting the serene beauty of the night sky. He couldn’t help but notice how the soft illumination highlighted her delicate features, making her appear almost otherworldly. His heart failed to keep steady.

They reached the fountain, its cascading water creating a soothing melody in the background. Adrien settled on the edge, gesturing for Marinette to come and join him. She gracefully took a seat beside him, the moonlight bathing her in a soft radiance that seemed to enhance her every movement. She didn’t need the costume to say she was a goddess, she oozed it constantly, his heart soaring with love and devotion.

Taking a deep breath, he knew the moment had come. They’d been playing this game long enough, and he just couldn’t continue pretending when everything he wanted was so close for his taking. All it would take was a little confidence and belief.

He turned towards Marinette, his heart racing with anticipation. “Marinette,” he began, his voice steady yet filled with emotion, “there’s something I need to tell you.”

But just as he was about to lay his heart on the line, a flash of light disrupted the tranquillity from near the carousel. They turned towards the unexpected interruption, their conversation momentarily derailed.

“What was that?” Marinette asked, her brow furrowing with curiosity.

Adrien glanced back at her, a slight smile tugging at his lips. “I think it’s a sign,” he said playfully, his eyes twinkling. “Let’s continue this conversation somewhere a bit more private. Do you think your parents would mind me coming in?”

For a moment, he’d forgotten who he was and what they really were. The conversation they were about to have out in the open would have been incredibly stupid considering they were meant to be head over heels in love and engaged. He’d almost lost himself, forgetting that this could all be destroyed if the wrong people had the wrong information.

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This is so gorgeous and such a great fic!!! 😍😍

A Whole New World - Chapter 15

It's carpet ride time!! And, with special permission from the artist, I'm so excited to share the stunning artwork done by @yan-san-yan as part of the @mlbigbang!

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As they rocketed up into the night sky, Adrien clutched at the princess’s shoulders for dear life – but it wasn’t enough. They were flying – like, in the sky – on a magic carpet!

Terror made his eyes squeeze shut, and he threw his arms around Marie’s waist, only half noticing the squeal she emitted as he pressed her close to his chest like a security blanket. Then they jolted in a way that told him they were upright again.

‘S-sorry.’ He loosened his hold on her but didn’t remove his arms.

‘That’s…that’s okay.’ Her voice sounded strangled.

His sinuses were itching like crazy. He peeked open one eye – then the other. They seemed to have joined a flock of birds going for a night fly. He sneezed hard and scratched his nose. ‘Sorry – I’m allergic to feathers.’

She twisted round to look at him, her expression worried. ‘You’re going to be okay, though?’

‘Oh, it’s worth it, I promise. This is amazing. Better than amazing! I don’t know what to call it!’

The carpet dipped, then, causing him to slide closer against her back, holding her tight as they dived down over a town. Again, he closed his eyes, his stomach flipflopping and his chin nuzzled into the princess’s neck. The shapes seemed to fit together. Like he was made to hold her.

When they’d levelled out again, he dared to open his eyes a second time. They were gliding over the gardens surrounding some stately home, grand enough to rival the palace grounds.

Overcome, he leaned a little over the side of their ride and plucked a flower – a red rose. He reached around to hand it to Marie, who flushed almost the same colour as the rose, before tucking it into her intricate hair, dark locks falling loose and framing her face.

Then they were zipping back up into the clouds. This time, it wasn’t so scary, though he still held her tightly.

‘Wow. Just…wow.’ It was crazy – like a whole new world, up here – a new, fantastic point of view.

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Chapter 14: In the Rain

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Excerpt:

As the rhythmic sound of water echoed through the mansion, Adrien wandered through his room, his thoughts drifting aimlessly. The patter of rain against the windows added to the soothing ambiance, filling the space with a sense of tranquillity.

Alone in his bedroom, Adrien couldn’t shake the feeling of anticipation that bubbled within him. Marinette was in his shower—Marinette, the girl who captured his attention in ways he couldn’t quite explain. His heart raced as he imagined her just a room away, the thought of her presence filling him with both excitement and nervousness.

He glanced toward the closed bathroom door, wondering what Marinette was doing behind it. Was she humming a tune? Lost in her thoughts like he was? The curiosity gnawed at him, tempting him to knock and join her, but he resisted, knowing he should respect her privacy.

Instead, he busied himself with his warm cup of tea, placing hers down on the table and watching the steam rising in gentle curls as he took a sip. The rain continued to fall outside, its soft melody a backdrop to the quiet anticipation that lingered in the air.

He’d completely overstepped his boundaries, but she had responded to him and he just couldn’t stop. Her eyes had darkened and her body had quivered under his touch, the whole exchange feeling electric.

Water snaked down the window, his reflection being obscured by the movement in a way which was all too familiar. It had started similarly seven years ago. They’d revealed — celebrated — hugged… It had been picture perfect…until the weather turned. As they’d decided to run for cover, they’d completely misheard what the other had said. Very much a Rachel and Monica ‘got the keys’ situation, as when Adrien landed home after running through thousands of flirty lines in his head, he turned around to deliver the greatest chat up line of his life, only to find himself alone. She hadn’t followed him back to his home, and, as she’d told him later, she’d thought he was following her.

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Yes and yes!!

Reblog if you write fic and people can inbox you random-ass questions about your stories, itemized number lists be damned.

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First kiss from my fic? Idk I should be studying 😫 someone needs to take my iPad away

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Chapter 13: Flirting

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Excerpt (usually I share the beginning of the chapter but I love this scene):

“It’s been a while since we sparred, M’Lady! I hope you haven’t lost your skill.”

He took the baton from behind his back as she grasped tighter onto her yo-yo. “You’re not the only one who's been keeping fit, Kitty Cat!”

Striking a pose and buffing out his biceps, he almost sent her over the rooftop. It really was unfair how much he’d been working out, and how tight and taut he looked in his super suit.

“Well then, come and have a go…if you think you’re hard enough,” Chat Noir teased, his eyes flickering with amusement.

She started to spin her yo-yo, her eyes reflecting his as they glistened with excitement. Now this was her Adrien in his true domain — all manly and coated in black. She was quite sure all this time spent with him in the super spandex may have given her some kind of kink. Most likely for leather…and for purring.

“Big words, Pussy Cat!” Giggling, she sent the yo-yo straight in his direction, aiming it like a whipping dish cloth.

“Quite a snap there, M’Lady.”

“That’s nothing.” She flicked it again, this time catching his thigh.

He yelped and jumped backwards. “Hey, watch it!”

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Chapter Ten: Villains

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Excerpt:

Many things had happened to Adrien over the course of his life. He’d been a superhero, his father had been his arch nemesis, he’d been Chris Hemsworth’s butt…however, he’d never been run out on, by anyone other than Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

“Well, that could have gone better,” Plagg snorted, throwing a triangle of cheese in the air and swallowing it whole.

“I know she doesn’t like me that way, but to run out on me without taking anything with her? I’m just a little…confused.”

Tikki circled around him, after watching out the window. “She’s running towards the river. How far do you think she’ll go before noticing she hasn’t got me or her phone?”

Adrien shrugged, perplexed by, well…everything. “She didn’t listen to a word I said, did she?”

Plagg shook his head. “Couldn't have. I thought she would have threatened you, or called you a stupid cat or something. This was most definitely different.”

“Should I go after her?”

Tikki looked between them and the window, and back again. “Maybe? I suppose it wouldn’t do any harm if you did.”

With a sigh, Adrien grabbed her bag from where she’d left it dumped on his sofa, and opened it, allowing both kwamis to make their way in. Speedily heading to the staircase and making his way down, he checked inside Marinette’s bag, making sure Plagg and Tikki were okay and her phone was in there. Her phone which once again was lighting up more than a Disney firework display.

“Should I transform?” he asked, pulling his baseball cap down a little further and praying he could get to her without the continued chaos of what had happened at the university.

“It might save some time,” Tikki agreed.

“Where do you think she’s going?” Plagg asked curiously.

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Thank you 🩷

tan lines vs sunburn

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Was listening to Faye Webster earlier (as one does) and “I Know You” came on! Obviously I was only thinking about one thing 🙈

Without the lyrics/background colour:

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Chapter Nine: Identity Reveal

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Excerpt:

Marinette recalled the day Adrien moved to London, often and painfully. She’d had the chance to stop him, but as they’d stood face to face in the airport, she’d instead embraced him, telling him he’d be amazing and she was incredibly proud of him. She’d encouraged him to follow his dream and give it a chance.

Their goodbye had been emotional, so much so that within a day of him living in London, she had already abused her powers and flown over the channel to see him, spending three days at his apartment as he went to his first rounds of auditions. She was there to eat Chinese food through the fails and celebrate his first successful call back, which led to him getting the role — as a certain famous Avenger’s butt!

As they both grew busier, the visits died down and they had to make do with messages and FaceTime. She always believed he would be back one day, that he would get fed up with the Hollywood lifestyle and want to be home in Paris with his friends. But he just got more and more sought after, landing roles of a lifetime, and with each role the hope of him returning reluctantly faded away. She’d plaster on a smile when he FaceTimed, telling him he was doing so amazing and encouraging him to keep going. Then her heart would break as the call ended. He wouldn’t come back – there was nothing to come back for.

She supposed she could have told him the truth, but that would have been selfish. Adrien was making something of himself and he was working damned hard for it. After he’d been manipulated for so much of his life, who was she to stop him from flying free now?

Which, inevitably, brought them to this current situation. Adrien was engaged…and not to her.

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Been a while

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Chapter Eight: Confession

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Adrien hadn’t meant to cause so much of a ruckus. The whole idea was that he would turn up at the university, hopefully find Marinette, ‘pretend’ it was pure coincidence and then invite her out for coffee. There he could tell her that surprise! They were engaged.

However, the idea seemed to grow in extraordinary proportions, when he remembered Marinette was meant to be in design class and he could quite easily drop in and pay her a visit. Maybe he could just go in, send Marinette a message, then escape. She hadn’t been answering his messages all morning, or been on the group chat — which was going slightly chaotic at the moment.

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Kiss Prompt 100 @kisspromptsforthelovesquare

"Here's my present" kiss

Chat Noir sat alone on the rooftop, the chill of the evening seeping through his suit as he gazed out at the city below. Tonight was supposed to be special, his birthday, yet it felt like any other day. His father, as usual, had been too preoccupied to remember, not either bothering to join him for breakfast, or lunch…or dinner. He hadn’t even bothered to send him a message, a quick ‘Happy Birthday, Son. Have a good one.’ He would have even gone for a generic, measly pen. Nathalie’s absence only amplified the loneliness that surrounded him.

Lost in his thoughts, he didn’t notice Ladybug’s graceful arrival until she spoke, her voice cutting through the silence like a gentle breeze.

“What’s wrong, Kitty?” Ladybug asked, concern etched in her voice as she approached him.

Chat shrugged, unable to find the words to express his disappointment. But as he looked into Ladybug’s eyes, he felt a sudden urge to confide in her.

“It’s my birthday,” he admitted softly, wiping away a stray tear that had escaped his eye.

Without a word, Ladybug reached out and gently wiped away the tears that glistened on his cheeks, the touch of her gloved hand sending caressing shivers down his spine. And then, to his surprise, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as Chat savoured the warmth of her touch, the deliciousness of her kiss. He’d always wondered what she would taste like – the sweetness of the strawberry lip gloss matched perfectly to the sweetness of her soul. It was a simple gesture, but in that moment, it meant everything to him.

As they pulled away, Chat Noir found himself smiling for the first time that day. “Thank you,” he whispered, his voice barely a breath as he looked into her eyes, knowing that this would be a birthday he would never forget.

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