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mila-beedoodling · 9 months
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So, this was supposed to be only a sketch to practice angles m, but turned into a whole ass illustration.
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ladyofthenoodle · 11 months
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we are the foxes
chapter 3: marinette dupain-cheng
Alya had barely made it back to her place when her phone started dinging.
Marinette:
Alya.  What is the meaning of this? Adrien Agreste (@adrienagrestebrand) posted on Instagram… instagram.com
Alya:
crap i was hoping to talk to you before you saw it
Marinette:
you know i have alerts on for him!!!
Alya:
which is why i texted you before we posted it it is not my fault you wanted to see what adrien posted before reading my messages
Incoming Call from Marinette Dupain-Cheng…
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lesbitorte · 10 months
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Me thinking of the Nino/Alya and Andre/Audrey parallels while thinking of the Adrien/Marinette and Émilie/Gabriel parallels while also thinking of the Marinette & Adrien & Alya & Nino friendship and Gabriel & Émilie & Audrey & André frienship parallels:
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I love how this show does everything in pairs 🙂
André and Nino are both into film direction. André never truly followed his dream but Nino has a chance to.
Audrey and Alya both working on media by Audrey being the head of her fashion magazine while Alya is head of the Ladyblog.
André/Audrey clearly in an unhappy relationship (that might be full of secrets cough ZOE cough) vs. Alya/Nino being completely honest with each other and resolving their issues rather quickly and maturely for being 14 year olds.
Gabriel and Marinette mirror each other by: being into fashion design, coming from a middle class/poor (in contrast with Adrien and Émilie) background, being disapproved by their love interest's parent/s. Gabriel taints his victims with the power the butterfly grants while Marinette cleanses them with the ladybug.
Émilie and Adrien are both kids with strict parents in a higher class status, sunshines that desire to see the world on their own. Émilie created with the peacock while Adrien destroys with the cat.
Gabriel & Émilie & Audrey & André have been friends since before the kids were born
Émilie starred in André's film while Adrien starred in Nino's project back on s1
Audrey discovered Gabriel and befriended him while Alya found Marinette and befriended her
It is very likely that Audrey knows that Gabriel is Monarque while Alya was told by Marinette herself that she's Ladybug
And right now i don't remember anything else lol
BONUS ROUND!
Luka and Nathalie are both the couple's friend and confidant that knows their secrets and tries to help as best as they can.
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so i checked odnlb today and
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dudes... 😳
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you guys are so crazy 😭i drew you a picture tysm ily 💖
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emdoddles · 1 year
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Madame Moth part four! I’m sorry for the delay since I asked you guys to vote, I got super busy all of a sudden.
Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // part 4
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The Rules of Engagement - Chapter 14 Teaser
Nino blinked as he hefted the tray of food into the storage shelf. “I didn’t know you would be here.” 
“The feeling is mutual.” Alya sighed, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring out into the cabin where Adrien and Kagami were moving the bags into place. “I’d much rather be with Marinette today.”
Nino scowled, keeping busy as he stocked up the tiny kitchenette. He pushed Alya half hoping she would take the hint to keep up the ruse. “It’s too late to change the plan now.”
“Of course, it is.” She hissed, not nearly quietly enough. “None of this bothers you any. You made sure you’re getting everything you wanted.”
“Alya…” Nino sighed, throwing a worried glance over his shoulder before leaning in a little closer to whisper. “Can we just work together to get through this trip? Then everything can go back to the way it was.”
Shoulders slumping wearily, Alya massaged her temples. “Honestly, Nino? I’m not even sure any of that’s possible anymore.”
Chapter 14 will be on Ao3 tomorrow!
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rosie-b · 1 year
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Shelltering Others
Chapter 5: Scales and Balances (Ch. 1, 2, 3, 4)
Nino hangs a sign to tell Chat Noir that he's solved the riddle. But now what? There's still a whole day until Chat Noir will see it. Nino takes some time to think through everything he's been told.
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In the morning, Nino taped a green piece of paper on his window before he left for school. Chat Noir probably wouldn’t see it until his next patrol, and Nino didn’t know when that was. But from what Alya had observed (or was told?), patrols were always after school let out, so for at least the rest of the day, Nino could have a break from the scavenger hunt and Ladybug’s pressure to perfect the art of secrecy or whatever.  
Not that Nino had a problem with the mission anymore. In fact, he kind of missed having a new clue occupying his mind. Chat Noir was more interesting than Nino had given him credit for, and Nino wanted to know him better, figure out who he was and be his friend. There was so much for Nino to learn about him! 
As a matter of fact, it had kept Nino awake for most of the night. Sure, he’d fallen asleep pretty soon after he figured out the riddle, but for the rest of the night, he kept falling back into disjointed thoughts of Multimouse and Snake-Adrien, secret identities and Ladybug’s rules. And a few sweet dreams of Alya. But when he wasn’t trying to stifle the voices in his head screaming at him about the Miraculous and their secrets, Nino was thinking about what he’d learned so far from the mission. 
For example, Nino used to think Chat Noir was on completely equal grounds with Ladybug, even when some Parisians had assumed he was more of a sidekick. But with the information Nino was learning, it was becoming clear that, while the two heroes might once have been equal, there was a divide between them, an imbalance in favor of Ladybug, the new Guardian. Particularly when it came to secret identities. 
Nino frowned as he unplugged his headphones and slipped them on over his neck. Ladybug knew the identities of all the temporary heroes, but Marinette had been kicked off the team for revealing her identity in front of Chat Noir. Even if Monarch knew her identity now, that wasn’t any different from what he knew about Nino, was it?  
But then, Nino was probably going to be allowed back on the team, and Chat Noir obviously knew who Carapace was. Did Ladybug tell him his identity in trying to convince him to give up on Marinette as Chat Noir’s confidant? 
And, come to think of it, what made Nino so much better than Marinette that Ladybug would go against what both Chat Noir and Marinette wanted and insist that Chat Noir reveal his identity to someone else? Nino had proved himself to be reckless, giving up valuable secrets on what looked like whims to outsiders. Yet Marinette hadn’t even told Nino about being Multimouse after getting kicked off the team and losing her identity until Nino told her about his own secret hero identity. Didn’t that make Marinette more trustworthy than Nino was? 
But then, she had been personally threatened by Monarch—twice. And it sounded like the second time nearly ended in her akumatization. If Monarch was already gunning for her, then perhaps Ladybug’s reasoning was justified, since her knowing Chat’s identity would put Chat Noir at a greater risk than if a player who looked like he’d been taken off the board knew it. 
Nino wished he could see into Ladybug’s brain and figure out what made her tick. The great Guardian of the Miraculous, a teen girl who scared boys into dangerous missions at ungodly hours of the night and followed a set of rules only she seemed to understand. What was guiding all her decisions? Could she still be trusted? 
If Nino were Chat Noir, he’d be very hurt by Ladybug’s choice to trust a distant friend and temporary hero more than her own partner, who’d been with her from the start. Chat Noir was always there for Ladybug; she’d never lost him... but was she there for him in return? 
Nino shook his head. If Chat Noir, who knew her better than anyone, still trusted his lady enough to give in to her wishes and reveal his identity to a guy who’d almost killed him over a misunderstanding, then Ladybug must be worth his (and Paris’) trust. 
But she was not so perfect, it seemed, enough to prevent Chat Noir from moving on to a new love.  
Nino wondered how Alya felt about the apparent death of Ladynoir. That had been her favorite ship. Well, that and Adrienette. Adrinette? Marien? Nino sighed and shook his head. The ‘best friend’ ship, call it what you will. 
Come to think of it, Nino should really consider warning Adrien about Chat Noir’s impending attempts to woo Marinette outside the mask (presumably outside the mask). He’d just woken up to his feelings, and Nino would hate to see Adrien’s heart broken by Chat Noir sweeping Marinette away from him. But ultimately, the choice would be up to Marinette. She was reliable, after all, and Nino trusted her to handle the situation gracefully. With a Marinette kind of grace. So, with lots of stuttering and clumsiness and innocent charm. 
Mouth curving into a fond smile, Nino grabbed his school bag, snatched a chocolate croissant from the pastry box to eat for breakfast (his mom would not approve), and headed out for school.  
As he approached the steps outside Francois-Dupont, Nino saw Alya and Marinette crossing the street. They’d been much earlier to school than usual lately, well, at least Marinette had. Alya was almost never as late as Marinette was.  
She normally arrived separately from Marinette, too. Nino wondered why the two girls were showing up at the same time in the mornings now. Could it be that Ladybug had told Alya about Marinette’s two threatening encounters with Monarch? Alya was such a good best friend; she would never let Marinette feel alone or hurt after Monarch’s villainous actions. She’d make sure Marinette was safe, maybe have a few sleepovers like she’d been doing and walk with Marinette to school, because she cared so much about all her friends. Nino loved that about his girlfriend. 
Giving a quick wave hello, Nino held his bag securely on his shoulder and ran over to Alya, sweeping her into a tight hug as soon as she stepped onto the school’s campus.  
Laughing, Alya returned the hug, beaming as Nino brushed a kiss to her cheek.  
“Good morning to you, too, babe,” she said, her smile clear in her voice. 
Nino grinned as he pulled back from Alya, not wanting to draw attention from the rest of the school.  
“I missed you,” he said, slightly out of breath.  
Marinette smiled as she watched the couple, but quickly looked away, brushing something out of her eyes. 
Nino swallowed. “Listen,” he said, “About last night, I’m so glad we don’t have any more secrets between us. Mostly. But I have some questions I’d like to ask you sometime, about... things I’d better not say out loud.” 
Alya tilted her head, a ray of sun glinting across her glasses. “Do you want to meet up during lunch?” she asked. “Because you know we can’t talk about it until then.” 
Nino nodded. “That would be good,” he said. “You’re the best, Alya.” He blushed as he offered her a grateful smile. 
Walking up behind Nino, Adrien cleared his throat. “Am I missing something?” he asked, breath tickling Nino's ear. 
Nino spun around. 
“Dude!” he exclaimed. “Twice in two days? What are you, some kind of cat, sneaking up on me like this?” 
Adrien blushed and looked down, embarrassed. “I’m just a normal boy,” he said. Then he peered up from under his eyelashes, green irises glinting dangerously. “Unless you decide otherwise.” 
Nino stared. 
Alya choked on a laugh. “Adrien,” she wheezed, “I thought you were going to be flirting with Marinette if anyone, not trying to steal my boyfriend!” 
Mortified, Adrien flushed red. “I’m not flirting,” he hissed ruefully. “Why do people always assume that I am?” 
Walking past the boys as she headed into school, Alya patted Adrien on the shoulder. “You’re too smooth for your own good, Agreste,” she said. “You might try giving us poor allos a break sometimes.” 
“What’s an allo?” Adrien asked, turning his head to look after Alya as she walked up the stairs, Marinette close behind. (Another new development; her avoidance of Adrien.) 
Alya turned to call back, “It’s something you aren’t, sunshine!” 
Adrien groaned.  
An amused look on his face, Nino bumped his friend’s shoulder. “Don’t sweat it, dude,” he said. “Even I can’t keep up with Alya sometimes. And I don’t know what an allo is either, mon pote.” 
Adrien sighed and shifted the bag on his shoulder. “Let’s head inside,” he said. “I can’t believe I was almost late today. There’s a funny story behind that, actually—you know how Ladybug burst into your room the other night?” 
Nino nodded, a shudder coursing through his body. “Uh-huh, I can’t forget,” he said. “What are you saying, did she do it to you, too?” Nino joked. 
Adrien twitched. “Not... quite,” he said. 
Nino almost dropped his bag. Turning to Adrien with wide eyes, he asked, “Ladybug dropped by your house to warn you, too? Dude! I hope she didn’t scare you too much! You told her it was my fault, right? You—what did she say? Are you all right? Talk to me!” 
Adrien’s lips quirked up into a smile at Nino’s concern. “She didn’t wake me up,” he said. “She actually dropped by just after Nathalie left, right at my bedtime. It wasn’t too scary,” he assured Nino. 
Nino’s shoulders sagged with relief. “Thank goodness,” he said wearily as he and Adrien headed up to the school. “It seems like every hero of Paris is bothering my friends these days.” 
“I think you mean bugging them,” Adrien snorted. “But Ladybug wasn’t really a bother; she didn’t take up much of my time. She just wanted to make sure I knew not to spread you and Alya’s secret identities around. She knows Monarch is aware of them, but she’d prefer that no civilians find out about them.  
“And she had another question for me,” Adrien said, giving Nino a long, sideways glance. “She wanted to know if you’d told me how things were going with Chat Noir.” Adrien paused, looking off into the distance as he stopped with one foot on the school’s steps. Then he looked back at Nino. “You aren’t... dating him, are you? I tried to think of other reasons she’d ask me about how things are going between you and him, but I couldn’t come up with anything. I have to say, it’s not cool of you to go all Rocketear on Chat Noir for just talking to Alya and then turn around and cheat on her with him, Nino. Not cool at all.” Adrien shook his head disapprovingly. 
Nino’s jaw had dropped, and he stared at Adrien in outraged shock. “I’m not dating Chat Noir,” he hissed. “How did you even come up with that idea? I would never cheat on Alya! Just last night we had the most perfect date, and we— why would you jump to that conclusion?!” 
Adrien shrugged. “Well, you know,” he said, “sometimes jealousy can come from pretty weird places. Maybe you didn’t want Chat Noir to be in love with Alya because you wanted him to be in love with you, instead. I don’t know,” he said expressively, spreading his arms wide. 
Nino’s face seemed to have frozen halfway between shame, anger, and confusion. “I— that’s not— you—” He hung his head and groaned. “I’m not in love with Chat Noir,” he said, looking up with a serious face. “Yes, he is hot. No, I’m not blind. But Adrien,” Nino hissed. “I would never do anything that would hurt me and Alya!” 
“Okay, okay, I believe you,” Adrien said, smirking. “But then what was Ladybug talking about?” 
Nino huffed and took a few steps up the stairs. “I can’t tell you,” he said. “It’s got to do with my secret mission.” 
“Ohhh,” Adrien said, nodding his head to show that he’d gotten it. “That makes sense. Wow, I must look stupid for assuming you were hiding something else! I’m so sorry, Nino!” 
“It’s fine,” Nino said, a bit red in the face. “Just never do it again.” 
Adrien shook his head enthusiastically. “Definitely not,” he agreed. “I should have known to trust you.” 
Nino gave his friend a lopsided smile. “Thanks,” he said. “It’s nice to know you’re still on my side.” 
    At lunch, Alya and Nino snuck down to the boiler room. It had been seeing so much use anymore that the old spiderwebs in the corner were being abandoned one by one, the holdover creepy-crawlies glaring at the students as they broke into their refuge. 
“Okay,” Alya said as she sat on the old desk. “What was it you wanted to ask, Nino?” 
Nino walked around the desk and pulled out his checkered detective cap, taking off his usual hat. Pulling the detective hat over his head with practiced ease, Nino crossed his arms and leaned against the desk near where Alya was sitting. 
“It’s about Ladybug,” he said. “Now, I know you can’t tell me anything about her identity, and I don’t really want you to. I’m wondering about some of her rules, specifically when they come to Marinette and Chat Noir. I think she’s biased against them.” 
Alya stared at her boyfriend for a minute. “You know,” she said ponderously, “I think that old cap of yours is the opposite of a good luck charm. Every time you wear it, you come up with your worst ideas.” She nodded her head, as though she had found the correct answer to all of Nino’s scheming. 
Nino spluttered, “It’s not a bad idea! Look, it makes sense,” he said, pulling out a crumpled notebook page he’d scribbled on during class. “Ladybug expected us all not to reveal our identities to anyone,” he said. “If we broke that rule, we risked losing our Miraculous. Presumably that extends to Chat Noir, too, but I’m specifically talking about the temporary heroes right now.” 
Alya nodded slowly. “Are you saying you think you and I should never be heroes again?” she asked. “Because that’s what it sounds like you’re saying. Our hero identities are out to at least two civilians.” 
Nino shook his head. “I’m not there yet,” he said. “Keep listening.” 
Alya gestured for him to continue, crossing her legs at the ankles and swinging them under the table. 
“All right. Marinette was a temporary hero once, apparently,” he said, pointing to a hastily scribbled drawing of a mouse and a necklace. “Multimouse. Only she revealed her identity to Chat Noir, and later to Monarch. So, she’s not allowed to be a hero anymore.”  
Nino pointed to a different drawing, a coiled snake (or maybe it was just a rope). “And! Adrien was a hero too: the Snake! I’m not sure what his name was,” Nino said regretfully. “I’m going to call him Venerable Venom for now.” 
Alya burst out laughing. “How did you come up with that name?” she asked when she was able to stop guffawing, wiping a tear from her eye. “It’s awful!” 
Nino jabbed the air near her face emphatically. “I am sleep-deprived and high on caffeine and sugar,” he said. “I thought it was a pretty good name.  
“Now! I don’t know why Adrien couldn’t continue on as Venerable Venom, except that Viperion was a better fit for the Miraculous. And originally, Ladybug made it sound like that was why the Mouse was given to Polymouse, too. But that’s not true! Marinette told me the story herself! According to her, Ladybug only took the Miraculous away because she let Chat Noir find out who she was! But!! If Ladybug and Chat Noir are partners, which they have been from the start, then why can’t they both know the temporary heroes’ identities? It doesn’t make sense!” 
Alya frowned. “Well, if you think about it,” she said. “Only Ladybug is the Guardian. She’s the only one who should need to know.” 
Nino waved his hand in the air excitedly, nearly tossing the notebook paper in the corner. “So why is she okay with letting Chat Noir know my identity?” he asked. “Wouldn’t it be just as fine for her to let Chat Noir have a civilian as his confidant then? And they aren’t her! She has a few good reasons why Chat Noir’s confidant couldn’t have been Marinette—though I say, she could just wait a few weeks for things to die down, and then let her know—but why trust me at all? It’s not like she knows me! Or that Chat Noir does, either! They both deserve to have someone close to them as civilians to keep their secrets. It just doesn’t make sense,” Nino said, crossing his arms in a jerky motion. This time, the freshly crumpled paper did fall, landing a half a foot away from the wall, where a cobweb dangled over the college ruled lines. 
Alya’s face made it look like she was watching a train crash in slow motion. That, or she was constipated. 
“I think that Ladybug makes the best decisions she can in any given situation,” she finally said, slowly and cautiously at first. “And maybe she’s operating off of who can become the best confidant for her and Chat Noir to inform this decision. Maybe you and Chat will become best friends, given enough time! I know I’m grateful that she took a chance on me,” she offered. “Besides, you not being a true civilian makes it easier for her to trust you. She has to balance so much already; vetting a new person to be Chat Noir’s confidant would take too much time, and if you think about it, it could put his identity at risk. If Ladybug has to observe a whole new friend group, then all she would need to do is stumble across the friend who looks the most like Chat Noir and voilà, she knows his identity. She’s making the best decision she can with limited information. We have to trust her, Nino,” Alya pleaded. 
Nino frowned. “I do trust her,” he said. “It’s her decisions I’m less sure of. What makes her any better than the rest of us? She’s only our age.” Last week, Nino had trusted Ladybug enough to akumatize someone in full faith that they would be restored by Ladybug. Now, his faith was being shaken, though Nino didn’t regret his choice to trust the city’s heroes. His trust was just... evolving into a more mature, informed version. Ladybug was just a girl under the mask; Nino couldn’t expect her to be superhuman. 
Alya sighed. “I can’t answer that,” she said. “But trust me, Nino, if you knew who she was you’d be kicking yourself for ever doubting her. What Ladybug needs right now is not to be criticized by her only allies; she needs our support. And if you can give that to her by putting her mind at ease about Chat Noir and his safety, then do it. I know you can still back out of your mission,” Alya said. “Chat Noir is more generous than I thought. But please, don’t leave him without anyone on his side. I never knew how alone Ladybug was until I became her confidant, and neither did she. I think Chat Noir could use your support more than even he can guess, Nino. Please give him a chance, give Ladybug a chance to prove she was right!” 
Gaze faltering, Nino nodded and slowly looked down. “You’re right, Alya,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry I overreacted again. But really,” he said, “If you can, try to convince Ladybug to share the other heroes’ identities with Chat Noir. That way, she can have even more support from him and bring back some of the balance between the two of them.  
“And, maybe after Monarch’s suspicions die down... she could consider having Marinette be Chat Noir’s confidant, too. They both want her to know,” Nino said. “Chat Noir says he’s in love with her, but he can only date her as the boy under the mask. And I know Marinette wants to know who he is, because she asked me to tell her.” 
Alya suddenly frowned and hopped off the table. “She did what?” Her eyes bored into Nino’s, and he looked confused by her intensity. 
“She asked me if I knew Chat Noir and Ladybug’s identities,” he said, baffled, forced to bend back over the desk by Alya’s sudden proximity but not registering the corner digging into his hips. “She wanted to know Chat Noir’s, especially. But don’t worry, I didn’t tell her anything! It’s not like I have anything to hide yet, anyway.” 
Alya smacked a hand to her forehead and stepped back. “I’m going to kill her,” she said, and muttered something else under her breath. “I’d better go back upstairs,” she sighed, exhaustion bleeding into her tone. “I have some problems   to work out with my friend.” 
Nino watched as Alya strode over to the boiler room’s hallway. “Which one?” he asked, getting no reply from his stormy girlfriend. “Girls,” he muttered under his breath, though he knew gender had nothing to do with this. 
Then he looked around for his paper, which he must have dropped at some point. Finding it near the wall, Nino bent down to pick it up, but he saw the cobweb just in time. Shivering, he quickly withdrew his hand and hurried away from the dark corner, rubbing his hand to get rid of the creepy sensation he felt. 
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lilacladybugs · 2 months
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The process of making my art - Alya and Nino.
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mikauzoran · 2 years
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DJ Wi-Fi: A Ride Home – Smokestacks (One-Shot)
@steelblaidd asked for DJ Wi-Fi.
Read it on AO3: DJ Wi-Fi: A Ride Home – Smokestacks
Summary: When Alya calls Nino out of the blue a decade after their breakup to come pick her up at the airport, things fall into place, and it's the continuation of a beautiful romance.
Pairing: Nino Lahiffe/Alya Césaire
Rating: T
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lesbian-space-fish · 9 months
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fucked up that they don’t put radios in boomboxes anymore
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mila-beedoodling · 10 months
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So i have an AU going on for them but it's all a list of plot points and background build up about the story, so anyways restaurant rivals dj wifi
(you can support me on KoFi💙)
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ladyofthenoodle · 1 year
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we are the foxes
for @carpisuns for @miraculers-for-ukraine only like, a year late
alya & adrien fake dating with lovesquare prpr & dj wifi, rated G, chapter 1 of ?
summary: In the wake of his father's defeat, all eyes are on Adrien Agreste, and his aunt has the perfect plan to ensure they look on him favorably: have him date the Ladyblogger. Surely, this is a foolproof plan, aside from some minor details, like her already being in a relationship. Or her best friend being in love with him. Or the fact that every person who'd attended Collège Françoise Dupont with them knew about her best friend's feelings. Or that fact that Alya doesn't know the first thing about dating someone in the public eye. Other than those things, it's a totally foolproof plan.
The sharp clacking of heels against the tiles echoed through the cavernous foyer of the estate formerly belonging to Gabriel Agreste. Adrien Agreste stood at the foot of the stairs, one hand on the handle of his suitcase and the other clutching the strap of his duffel against his shoulder, waiting with heart heavy in his chest.
Amelie Graham de Vanily came to a full stop in front of him before dragging her eyes across his figure with a frown.
“Adrien, darling, what on earth are you doing with this nonsense?”
“I started packing as soon as the trial was over, this is all I really need. We can go—”
“Go?” Amelie gave him a disapproving tut as she took the liberty of removing Adrien’s hand from his luggage. Her hand was dry and cool against his own as she led him towards the double doors of the atelier.
“With you and Félix, back to London.”
Wasn’t that where he was going? Was she not taking him with her? 
He didn’t want to leave—not when she was here, not as long as there was even a chance she might need him—but he wasn’t welcome in Paris. That had been made clear with every averted eye, every lost contract, every too-loud whisper.
Adrien Agreste had been cleared in the eyes of the law, but the court of public opinion was still in deliberation.
If Aunt Amelie didn’t take him, where would he go?
“Don’t be ridiculous, little lamb,” Amelie said as she whisked Adrien past the police tape in front of his mother’s portrait and down a set of small white steps before depositing him onto a long, magenta velvet bench. She wrinkled her nose with distaste as she sat beside him.
“We’ll have to gut this room entirely, of course, once this investigation business is over,” she said airily, as if remodeling the office of a former magical terrorist was a casual, everyday occurrence for her. “But Félix and I will be moving here. He’s not pleased, but I think it will be good for him. The damp London air encourages his choleric disposition.”
They wanted to move here?
Why?
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How did Lila find out marinette is ladybug? Through reading minds during the chapter or she came to the wedding, already aware of her identity?
through dj wifi lol
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since lila was invisible at the time, they didn't know she was listening. but lila heard "marinette, undo, transform" and who else could that apply to but ladybug 🐞
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rawro · 1 month
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dj khaled would make excellent wifi because he never goes down
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rosie-b · 1 year
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Shelltering Others
Chapter 4: Slow and Steady (Ch. 1, 2, 3)
After his date with Alya, Nino puzzles over Chat Noir's riddle. Can he figure it out? (This is a short one!)
Full chapter under the cut!
Fashion fans wear me.  
It had been just over half an hour since Nino’s dinner date with Alya. Already changed into a loose nightshirt, he was brushing his teeth as he thought about Chat Noir’s riddle. Though he’d told Alya about the mission Ladybug had assigned him during their date, he wasn’t able to give any specific details other than that, if he were to be successful, Nino would soon know Chat Noir’s identity. It was a pity, since Alya was so good at this type of thing, but Nino prided himself on solving mysteries and finding clues by himself. He could solve this riddle, no problem! 
But the first part of Chat’s Noir’s clue could represent anything, from kitten heels to berets to that ugly tie-thing Adrien’s father insisted on wearing. ‘Fashion’ was such a broad term that it didn’t do Nino much good to focus on that part of the hint, even if it was limited to Nino’s own wardrobe, as Chat said in his hint. And so Nino moved on to the next section of the riddle. 
Fitness fans use me.  
A barbell? But you can’t wear that. Maybe Chat Noir was talking about one of those weird-looking fanny packs, but those were never really in fashion (at least not that Nino knew of). A pedometer? Those could be worn, though Nino wasn’t sure someone knowledgeable, like Chloe, would ever consider them to be part of a fashionable wardrobe. Besides, even though Nino did have access to a fitbit, he hadn’t used it in years. 
As Nino finished his bedtime routine, he considered the rest of the riddle.  
Technology fans love me.  
Fitbits were innovative, but tech geeks like Max tended to go for things like the latest laptop, robot, or phone model. 
A mobile phone... Come to think of it, phones could be used to count steps too, like a pedometer would. That was fitness mixed with technology, right there! But phones couldn’t be worn, not really, so Nino gave up on that idea.  
Heading back into his bedroom, Nino took off his glasses, set them down, and crawled into bed. But he refused to give in to sleep just yet. He was so close to the answer, he could feel it! Maybe he already knew the answer in the back of his mind. It could be right there, waiting for Nino to wake up and put everything together. 
Nino didn’t want to wait until morning, though. He just needed to take a step back, stop getting distracted by thoughts of Alya in that cute dress she wore to the date, with the dim restaurant lights reflected in her eyes. No, stop getting distracted, not start! 
...But she had looked so beautiful, and it was rare that Alya and Nino had the opportunity to enjoy such a formal setting for their dates! They usually did something more casual, like going to the movies or the zoo, where they’d shared their first kiss, found out that they had so much in common, taken a chance on this relationship. Alya was Nino’s first real girlfriend, and if he was honest with himself, Nino hoped she would be his last, too. Maybe someday he’d take Alya to an even fancier restaurant or back to the zoo, and Alya could wear that adorable orange dress again, and Nino would get down on one knee and pull out a ring and— oh! 
You can’t wear a phone... but you can wear a ring! 
Suddenly shaken out of his daydreaming, Nino stared up at the dark ceiling above his bed in shock. An Alliance ring! That was the answer to Chat Noir’s riddle.  
Fashion fans wore them because they were advertised by Gabriel’s successful brand and came with Adrien’s digital likeness for extra appeal. Fitness fans used the rings to replace fitbits or phones for a more accurate tool to help with their exercise, and technology fans loved Alliance because it was such an innovative idea, from the reputable Tsurugi company, no less! Nino held his hand out in front of his face, touching the silver band he still wore. Just like Chat Noir hinted, Nino had one of the rings, too, so Nino had solved the riddle! 
But... why did Chat Noir not like the rings? Weren’t they helpful enough for him? With their help, the Resistance had been able to film Gabriel’s akumatization. What could possibly keep Chat Noir in the group of Alliance ring doubters? 
Nino frowned, twisting the ring around his finger. Nope, no ideas... unless, like Nino, Chat Noir didn’t like Gabriel! The man had attached his image to the rings, and regardless of how much Alliance helped in the fight against Monarch, being sponsored by such an awful dude would be enough to ruin the rings for almost anyone. If it weren’t for Adrien’s friendly face appearing, not someone else’s, when Nino turned on his ring, he might have hated Alliance, too. 
Feeling proud of himself for solving the mystery, Nino turned on his side and smiled into his pillow. Today had started off a little rocky, but two solid clues and another good date with Alya were helping Nino get back in his groove. Everything was working out perfectly! 
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wormzandgutz · 10 months
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Ohhh can i ask for some dj wifi for the requests? 👀
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God I really need to get to the part of the show where they are even a thing
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