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Ok so I just found out @beebeebombam 's Lady Fairy AU and already LOVE IT!!! I've always been intrigued by the fact that the Butterfly Miraculous' original purpose was to be used for good and create allies. Like, imagine Gabriel hanging out with Ladybug and Chat Noir around Paris, without being locked up in his lair, and making more heroes appear???
When I saw that this was exactly the AU proposal (but with Marinette in Gabriel's place) I immediately freaked out. And also, Peacock!Gabriel and Ladybug!Nathalie??? They are PERFECT.
And also, Marinette outfit as the Butterfly Miraculous holder... just ✨✨✨✨✨ AMAZING!!!!! The shades of purple used in the suit actually match her personality and highlights the fact that she functions as a heroine. Besides, i really like the fact that Marinette is blind and the ideia of her mask working as a blindfold. Awesome representation!!!!!
Oh, and I cannot forget to mention that I am obsessed with the akumatized villains regenerated as champions, especially Braverator, Syren's new form and Bubble Boy. Just kdjsklwpjskwpo3mso@*#)2₩18+_×¥₩÷¥×()@¥&^$%₩×;~}●□■♤♡863783bsmowpwjso2p2js0ps
Their first post (I think) about this AU: click
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zoe-oneesama · 5 months
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Some "Special" Girls! And the late girls.
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sizzleissues · 3 months
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Idk thinking about it maybe Adrien is not just totally blind to other peoples feelings for him but it’s again a product of the low self-esteem wherein he doesn’t think anyone would ever love him sincerely. His fans ‘love him’ but they love the image crafted by his father. His mother loved him but she was taken away from him. His father probably loves him but he definitely likes to give and take it away at a whim. So surely that ‘I love you’ was platonic, I am nothing to love and she definitely meant that in a friend way, because who even am I?
I think he’d easily twist every confession into something that fits the narrative he tells himself, and that he’d never want to make someone uncomfortable by misreading their intentions so he just doesn’t read them at all. Like marinette acts weird around me a lot, she does stuff I’ve seen people with crushes do but surely thats just the way marinette is and it isn’t my business to push myself on her in case she’s just awkward because I’m a drag of a person blah blah blah.
Idk if I articulated that well but do you get the idea?? Even if you want someone to love you that way, if you do not know/like yourself you will reject the possibility someone does like you that way.
And Ladybug is delightfully unattainable so he can place her as the person whom he can imagine loving him because there’s no way LB would actually love him. Sure she’s his partner, their love is totally platonic and so he’s safe to love that way. The other side of his low-self esteem, the side that craves validation is shown here. As a civilian he cannot believe love can be given to him without price or cost and it’s probably something else, he’s mistaken. But the moment the love square reverses, he can’t see her attempts at wooing him as sincere. They’re a test or a joke, or an affect of the miraculous. Nope, she definitely doesn’t mean it. And adrienette only happens because he gathers a little self-esteem and he knows marinette likes him, it all comes to together for him finally, there’s too much evidence now and he likes himself enough to take a shot.
LIKE COME ON
Anyway I think that is interesting
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mochinek0 · 11 months
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I Could be a Better Boyfriend (sing-fic)
This is for Maribat Pride June 2023. It was suppose to be posted yesterday. 
THEME: I have a thing for blondes
Marinette looked around the gala and sighed. It had been three year since she moved to Gotham and she still wasn't a fan of the galas in Gotham. Jagged Stone always gave her his tickets, anyways.
'Why turn them down when you live there, Cupcake? Show off you designs. Be proud!'
She knew he was just trying to help her out. Both him and Penny were trying to convince her to open up her deisgns and go public. After Paris, she didn’t want anyone trying to claim anything about her. She had been hurt too many times before. It didn't matter that everyone now knew the truth. She had been too damaged to go back. She preferred animosity; Jagged and Penny gave that to her.
Marinette sighed as she dropped onto her bed. She wasn't sure why she was so upset. She had seen Stephanie's boyfriend sneak out of the gala, several times over the last couple months. Sometimes, Stephanie would leave instead. Mari couldn’t help but wonder if their relationship wasn't as great as it appeared. Stephanie Brown would just smile when people asked where the CEO had gone and said he had to step out or something urgent came up.
It hurt to see her alone. She had spoken to her before about fashion and sweets. Marinette hoped one day she'd be able to call Steph a friend. They had spoken briefly a couple times before about fashion and sweets. She laughed when she learned she had a giant sweet tooth. She knew her parents would have loved her.
Marinette closed her eyes when an image of Luka came to her mind. It had been awhile since she thought of him, of Paris.
'Marinette, I know you don't want to say anything, but maybe you should at least write it down. You might not notice something right away, but you will be able to look back and see changes. Feelings change; it's normal. You might even notice something new or something you never even imagined possible.'
Marinette sipped her drink as she watched Stephanie and Tim Drake argue silently again. It seemed like the blonde was trying to get him to stop from leaving, but he broke free and left anyways. Marinette shook her head and turned at a compliment about her dress. She still wasn't ready for the world to know her identity. She would just smile and say her uncle's designer made it for her.
Once home, Marinette opened her notebook and began to write her feelings down. Many people had complimented her latest design. It was rewarding to hear so many compliments about her designs. What stuck out the most to her that night was Stephanie again. She hated feeling angry. I quick shower was the best way to wash away the anger.
Once she was out of the shower, she picked her notebook back up and read through it: I can't believe Stephanie is still dating Tim Drake. She doesn't seem like the kind to stay with someone for money. She should leave him! Stephanie deserves someone better than him. Who cares if he's a CEO?
Marinette frowned at her thoughts. She turned the pages back and began to read from the start. She had a year woth of notes. When Marinette had started this, she thought it would be a notebook full of abuse. She would show it to Steph and tell her how much better she was without Tim. That wasn't what she was reading.
Mari blushed as she read page after page, further cementing her thoughts. When she reached the page she had written that night, she turned the page and picked up a pen. Mari closed her eyes and quickly wrote down her feelings. She opened her eyes and saw it staring back at her.
'I haven't been upset. I've been jealous! Thanks, Luka.'
Marinette walked into the studio and looked around. She hoped to speak to Jagged about something.
"Hey, Cupcake." Jagged called out, "You usually don't show up in person, unless it's for a fitting. What's up?"
Marinette blushed and admitted, "I….I wrote a song."
"You did?" Jagged asked, standing up excited.
"It's probably not very good, but-" she began to say.
"Can I see it?" he questioned.
Marinette opened her bookbag and held out her notebook. Jagged looked over the lyrics, curiously and smiled.
"Think we can put a beat to it in the studio?" the rock star asked, "Would you be able to sing it?"
"Actually I wanted you to sing it." Marinette declared, blushing, "Not-It does not have to be released. I-I was thinking about giving it to someone."
"I have to hear you sing this." Jagged stated, "Please!"
I can't believe we're finally alone
I can't believe I almost went home
What are the chances? Everyone's dancing
And he's not with you
The universe must have divined this
What am I gonna do? Not grab your wrist?
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won't quit
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus all my clothes would fit
"You sound wonderful, Cupcake!" the rock star announced.
"So, you'll sing it?" Marinette questioned, happily.
"No." he answered.
"What?" his designer asked.
"This is your song." Jagged declared, "You have to sing it."
"But I can't!" Mari replied, "I-"
Jagged pressed a button and let Marinette's voice flow over them.
"Cupcake, I can't give this song the emotions youre singing." he stated, calmly.
Marinette sat as she listened to her own voice.
"It could be a single?" Jagged spoke.
"But it's personal." she whispered.
"Most songs are. Musicians write about what inspires us. It's not always happy feelings, either. We write and sing so that people know they're not alone. Why else would there be so many break up songs?" the rock star spoke, "I'm sure there are other people who are feeling the way you are right now. No one has to know it's you. We can think of a rock and roll name. Anytime you think of songs and you decide to sing it, we can put it under that name."
Marinette tilted her head as she thought about her options. Jagged refused to sing it for her, but gave her the option to record it. Instead of personally handing her the song, it could be something they talked about in passing. She would never know it was her voice she was listening to. Animosity wasn't something new to her. No one knew she was Jagged Stone's personal designer. Besides, she usually only sang in the shower. No one hear her singing in passing.
"Okay." Mari sighed, "On two conditions. We create another alias; not my designer name."
"Not a problem." Jagged smiled, "What's the second?"
"No one but the recording studio knows who I am. Not even Luka or Juleka." she declared.
"What?" he asked, shocked, "But-"
"Not a word." Marinette pleaded, "I don't wanna be up on stage or end up doing duets. Nothing like that."
"Deal." he smiled.
It had been almost six months since the last gala when she walked back through those double doors. Almost instantly, she was able to spot Stephanie. She was alone again. Marinette took a deep breath and made her way over.
I could be a better boyfriend
I don't need to tell you twice
All the ways he can't suffice
If I could give you some advice
I would leave with me tonight
The universe must have divined this, mmm, mmm
Ladies first, baby, I insist
Marinette quickly noticed that Stephanie seemed shocked by her presence.
'Oh, God. Maybe she didn't want to talk to me. Maybe she was avoiding me. I look fine, right?'
She had worn a sweetheart, strapless lavender dress with a cape. Marinette had worked her hair into a bun and curled the loose hairs. Before Marinette could ask the blonde if she was okay, Tim appeared in front of them with a smile. The designer smiled back, but Tim and Steph quickly recognized it as the fake 'Brucie' smile.
Tim cleared his throat, "I don't think we've ever met before." and held out his hand.
Marinette kept her hand at her sides.
"No." she responded, "You usually run off, at some point in the middle of these things, over the last few years."
Tim paled. He never expected someone to notice him leaving to change into Red Robin.
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won't quit
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus all my clothes would fit
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could be a better boyfriend
"Ha-Have you met Steph before?" Tim questioned, nervously.
Stephanie smiles, "A few times, actually, but you know how these things are. We barely get to say hi or hear a speech before anyone can introduce themselves."
Tim nodded, "So, are you learning the ropes to take over the family business?"
"I left the family business a long time ago." Marinette stated, "I'm here for my own business."
"You're own business?" Stephanie asked.
"Yes." The designer answered.
Tim began to panic. He couldn't remember inviting someone influential around his age. Obviously, she was because she had been here multiple times.
'Who is she?'
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed his blonde counterpart bobbing her head.
"Are you to that song again?" He asked.
"What song?" Mari questioned.
The blonde looked around and popped an earbud out from behind her ear. She handed it to the designer. Marinette placed it in her ear.
'It's my song!'
I never would have left you alone
Here on your own glued to your phone
Never would have left you alone
For someone else to take you home
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won't quit
I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus you know my clothes would fit
Marinette blushed as she watched Stephanie smile.
"Steph is obsessed with the song." Tim commented.
"It's amazing!" Stephanie declared, "I probably would have broken up him sooner if any girl had walked up to me and told me this."
Tim rolled his eyes, "It was a mutual break up."
"You-You're not together?" Marinette questioned.
"Nope." the blonde answered, "We're exes."
"Who are weirdly….adopted siblings or I guess you could say we fit better as siblings?" Tim tried to explain better, "Bruce has weird adoption habits."
Steph smirked and asked jokingly, "You wouldn't happen to have a tragic past or were possibly orphaned, were you?"
"Oh!" Marinette replied, shocked, "Um, bullied and emancipated. My parents bought my bullies bullshit."
Tim and Stephanie froze, before the side-eyed each other.
'Blue eyes. Black hair. Tragic past. She fits the Wayne bill, alright.'
Marinette giggled, "Don't worry. I've already been unofficially adopted by someone else. I'd like to see Bruce Wayne fight him, though."
"Fight who?" Bruce questioned, emerging from nowhere.
"Bruce!" his kids called him, shocked.
'They seem on edge.'
Bruce looked to the girl across from them. He had seen her at a couple galas, but could never place her.
'What did she do?'
"There ya are, Cupcake!" a voice cried.
"Jagged Stone!" Stephanie and Tim shouted.
"Uncle Jagged!" the girl cried as she hugged the rock legend.
"Bruce, this is my designer and neice." Jagged stated, "I've been giving her my tickets for the last couple ears since she lives in the city. M is an amazing bundle of talent and full of surprises."
"Wait!" Tim spoke, "You're a designer?"
Mari nodded.
Steph gasped, "Are you MDC?"
Marinette blushed and nodded.
"Can you design for me?" Tim asked.
"No, me!" Stephanie exclaimed.
"I asked her first!" Tim growled.
"She knows me better!" Steph declared.
Off to the side, Bruce and Marinette hid their embarrassment, while Jagged just laughed.
"Sorry, Stephanie, but you need to learn how to treat a lady." Tim spoke, putting his arm around Marinette's waist.
Marinette quickly grabbed Tim's arm, rotated it and threw him to the ground.
"I find it's better to keep a man on his toes." the designer declared.
Tim wavered under her glare. Bruce looked between them.
'Okay. Something definetly happened between these two. Is she one of Tim's exes?'
Mari shifted her attention back to the blonde, "I'd love to create something for you."
Stephanie quickly hugged her. Marinette quickly pushed her away and backed up towards Jagged Stone.
"Oh, um-" arinette began to mumble.
Jagged placed his hands on her shoulders, "Why don't you both go to the dance floor? Inspire yourselves."
Marinette slowly held out her hand for the blonde female to take. Stephanie smiled and took her hand, leading them both to the dance floor.
"Jagged?" Bruce questioned.
"Sorry about that, Mate." the musician spoke, "She isn't use to physical contact anymore. Cupcake can take care of herself, as your son found out."
Tim dusted off his clothes, as he looked at the girls questionably. He still knew nothing about MDC. He still didn’t have a name. Jagged called her Cupcake or M. He knew she was emancipated so her name could be completely different from what it once was, for all he knew.
Stephanie cautiously grabbed Marinette's waist as the reached the dance floor. Marinette tensed slightly, but forced herself to relax. Marinette took a step forward and began the dance.
"You know, I thought you and Tim were still dating." Marinette admitted.
Stephanie smiled, "We broke up about a year ago."
"Oh." Mari spoke, "It was…mutual; I think he said?"
"Yeah." the blonde stated, "We sorta mutually decided we wanted to explore the same sex, with out each other."
"Huh?" the designer asked, not understanding.
Steph giggled, "I was checking out girls and he was checking out guys."
"Oh!" Marinette spoke.
"Tim's dating a red head, who thinks one of his older brothers is secretly Nightwing because of the whole 'The Butts Match' theory." Stephanie explained.
Marinette laughed, "Oh, no!"
"We can see Tim loves him." the blonde smiled.
"That's sweet." Mari smiled, softly.
"I hope that doesn't make this weird?" Steph suddenly questioned.
"Weird?" the designer asked, "What is weird?"
"Us dancing." Stephanie whispered.
"N-No!" Marinette blushed, "I-I'm actually in the same boat…..actually."
"Really?" Stephanie asked in shock.
"It was a recent discovery." Mari admitted, "I know I've had crushes on guys in the past and-"
"You realized you might not be into just guys?" Steph finished.
Marinette nodded in embarrassment, "It took me months to realize how I felt."
The two left the unspoken words hang in the air as they continued to sway to the music. Stephanie recognized the familiar tune to her new favorite song, as the tune began to play in the Raycons. Before she could hum along, she heard the song louder than ever. The blonde looked up to see her dance partner's lips repeat the lyrics.
I could be a better boyfriend than him
I could do the shit that he never did
Up all night, I won't quit
Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him
I could be such a gentleman
Plus all my clothes would fit
Stephanie moved on auto-pilot, but she could feel her cheeks were burning hot.
'The cute girl who kept talking to me- I can't believe it; she's the singer to my favorite song! I wonder if I can convince her to meet up and have lunch with me. She looks adorable tonight! She's even wearing my favorite color! She likes girls, too. I might have a chance…if only I knew her name!'
Marinette pulled away from Stephanie when someone cleared their throat loudly. She turned and glared, only to spot Jagged looking sheepish.
"Penny has an issue with Fang." he spoke.
Marinette sighed, "He got into the closet again, didn't he?"
"F-Fang?" Steph questioned, still reeling over Marinette's identity.
"Uncle Jagged's pet crocodile." Mari answered.
"Sorry, Cupcake." Jagged apologized.
"It was nice to see you again, Stephanie." Marinette declared and handed her back her Raycon, "I'm sure I'll see you at another gala. I…have to go wrangle a crocodile and save what is left of my deisgns."
Stephanie stood on the middle of the dance floor. She watched as people quickly stepped out of her way with Jagged Stone, apologizing. She didn't even notice Tim approach her.
"What's got you all twisted?" he asked, causing her to break contact.
"New crush on the designer." she whispered, looking back to where she had left.
"Already?" Tim questioned.
Stephanie nodded.
"Well, that should stop Bruce from adopting her." he chuckled.
"Sooooo?" Jagged teased, as Marinette looked over her design book, "You have a thing for blondes?"
Marinette could feel her cheeks heat up, but kept her eyes focused on her sketches.
"I don't know, yet." she replied.
"Does she have green eyes?" he questioned.
"Blue." Mari answered.
"The song was for her, wasn't it?" Jagged asked.
Marinette merely nodded.
"Think you have a chance with this one?" he prodded.
"Yes." Marinette answered with a smile, "She liked my song."
Jagged merely smiled as his designer continued to focus on her designs.
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anna-scribbles · 4 months
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one day i will speak about the absolute romantic BLUEPRINT that is bill/rachel in the film Eloise at Christmastime (2003) and the way it is an adrinette au waiting to happen .
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bittersweetresilience · 4 months
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Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Félix Fathom Characters: Félix Fathom, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Romance, my obsession with hands and with kissing them, Sentimonster Félix Fathom, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, very lightly, Tenderness, is maybe a better description than fluff
His hand is warm in hers.
the shrimping has produced some chowder. thank you for funding this @asukiess
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ladyofthenoodle · 1 year
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people keep insisting luka is wise and mature or whatever but literally ANY person with an ounce of emotional intelligence would’ve suggested marinette take alya to the museum instead. boy do you not see how you attending as her ex is a problem
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temporalbystander · 12 days
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Don't really do the whole writing prompts thing but, after all the ones I've seen filling my head with ideas it's the one I didn't see that got my attention. There are so many miscommunication prompts based on the love square, I mean look at these two/four it's basically their entire dynamic. Ones where Chat Noir doesn't realise him and LB are dating, ones where Marinette is sure Adrien can't like her in THAT way while he's signing every note with love hearts and doodling her name in everything he owns. It's so easy.
But I now propose the opposite. An Adrien who knows EXACTLY why Marinette started stuttering after the umbrella scene. An Adrien who sits through the confession to Buttercup because all this worry is clearly stressing her out. An Adrien who is perfectly aware that Marinette doesn't hate him during Puppeteer 2 but did NOT expect that kiss to screw with him as much as it did. An Adrien who cares for Marinette dearly, knows the meaning behind every blush or stammer, but can't give her what she needs because of his love for Ladybug. An Adrien that plays dumb because it's the only thing he can do to not embarrass her further.
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kandy-proyect · 9 months
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as a Huntlow shipper I was wondering if there is anyone or anything Huntlow related in your MLBxTOH AU? If so who is it, and who is the Lumity of this AU
Well, I think they would be The best of both ships...
Although I would separate it as:
Feligami = Lumity
Adrinette = Huntlow/Winter
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(There is no Adrinette if there is no blindness)
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thinkingfandoms · 1 year
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buck, love of my life, light of my eyes and holder of my heart... i know you're traumatized and confused, BUT PLEASE HAVE SOME DELICACY TOWARDS EDDIE
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jennagrinsoverml · 1 year
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Title: Learning to See
Chapters: 5/?
Series: Part 2 of Love is Blind: France
Rating: T
Pairing: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug
Notes:
Reality TV AU
Summary:
After 10 days of blind dating in the pods, Adrien and Marinette chose each other and got engaged.
But the face to face reveal has thrown them for a loop. For Marinette, she came on this show to get over Adrien, and now she unknowingly fell for him again. She fears that he’ll never be able to reconcile his love for Thesis with his platonic feelings for his very good friend Marinette. For Adrien, he’s always loved Ladybug and wanted to be closer to Marinette, but he knows Adrien’s always made her uncomfortable. He worries that the reveal of his identity has caused her to regret choosing him.
They’re together but they’re still pining away, thinking they feel more than the other does.
Will they learn to talk openly and vulnerably, the way they used to in the pods? Or will their insecurities drive them apart?
In this chapter, Marinette has a foolproof plan to make things happen. And Marinette’s plans for Adrien always go so well...
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miktoast · 3 months
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so i was just re-reading my reference sheet for Miraculous Ladybug AU's when i found this bit that i'm absolutely in love with. for some context, i was explaining the various nicknames characters have for each other and how they came about. also, please note that this is an AU where Stoneheart took place on the first day of their second year of lycee. Also note, in this AU, Ladybug goes by Coccinette.
Adrien's Nicknames for Marinette and Ladybug:
—Ma Cherinette (as in "my dear [cherie] Marinette" after Nino's short film, where Adrien makes an inside joke of pretending to act like their old roles but with their own names) [Adrien to Marinette]
"Agent Dupain-Cheng! Ah, how I've missed you, ma Cherinette!" Adrien swooned, draping one arm around Marinette's shoulders while the other clutched at his chest. He could feel her tense momentarily and hunch into herself before drawing on the confidence that made her a worthy Madame President when M. D'Argencourt got akumatized, and worthy Buginette when Coccinette was out of town and Marinette had to face Evillustrator herself.
Her spine straightened as she rose to her full height under the weight of Adrien leaning against her, and as every time before that they had done this little bit of improv, his admiration for his friend resurged with vigor.
"Oh, Officer Agreste, mon cœur, I have burned every second we've been apart. The next mission, won't you ask me to stay?" She turned to him, causing his arm to slip from her shoulders until his hand caught on her hip. She grab his hand from his chest and held it delicately between her own before turning her face upward so he could meet her eyes.
Her eyes… They were shining so blue, so filled with love and heartache, that Adrien himself began to feel an ache in his chest, as if he had just learned to breathe and had only ever been suffocating before.
"You know I'd follow you anywhere, if only you'd ask. Even if you wish to wander only in this little town." She closed her eyes, and the spell should have been broken, but still he found himself captivated as she pressed her cheek against his knuckles, as if they were his lips giving her tender kisses. Her words burned him deeply, echoing with his own sentiments towards a girl, and surely it must be the girl in front of him that he is so attached to, for surely no other could set his chest ablaze with as much ferocity as she.
He exhaled softly, and thought that he must be blowing smoke into her hair as the blaze burned higher. "Cherie… you are a brilliant phoenix, and I would never think to cage you at my side. You set my heart on fire, and the embers burn even when we are apart. Let us feed the flames now, so that when you must fly, I will still feel your warmth."
His hand, which had been gripping bruises into her hip, rose to the back of her head. He pulled her forward until her forehead came to rest on his collarbone, and he buried his nose in her hair, thoughts only on how his knuckles pressed into the supple flesh of her cheek, how his fingers dug into the base of her hairline, how his lips brushed her scalp, and how certainly she would remember him, if only by the watercolor marks on her hip.
It was only after several minutes that he seemed to remember that he wasn't some detective who finally returned to his distant lover when he heard giggling and the shutter-click of a smartphone camera. It was several extended seconds more when he finally brought himself to raise his head, dreading to break the scene and have Marinette leave his arms. Alya met his eyes over black hair, a sly grin on her face while she waved her phone screen from only a meter away.
He couldn't stop the glare as he reluctantly pulled away.
“Oh, drop the look, ‘mon coeur,’ you know Nino would never forgive either of us if someone didn’t get this on camera for him to use later,” Alya snorted, stepping towards the pair.
Adrien simply huffed in reply, finally letting his arms drop. His skin immediately began to feel too hot without Marinette’s soothing coolness to sap the extra heat. He noticed, with no small amount of smug, that Marinette shivered, and goosebumps raised on the back of her arms once his heat no longer blanketed her. Even better, it took her several more moments to pull his hand from her cheek, and even more after that to actually drop his hand. Once her grip relaxed, he allowed himself to squeeze her fingers before finally letting go.
All the while, Alya continued to watch, thankfully not recording this time. These soft moments with Marinette, where he allowed himself to dip into his bursting stores of love and get a little out of his system, he wanted to keep only for himself and Marinette. He wanted to keep Marinette’s soft moments only for himself. He wanted no one else to get to see how Marinette acts when indulging in affection, however unrealistic that possessive want may be; after all, Marinette was full of affection and gave it freely.
But this affection?
These embraces, these kisses of the knuckles against her cheek like a cat, this “burning” devotion (however pretend), this affection which Marinette only seemed to give to him? He wanted it all. He didn’t want to see Marinette get a partner and give these affections to them. He didn’t want others to leech off of these affections with their seeing and their hearing when they indulged in these morning rituals. He wanted it to be only Marinette’s and his, he wanted them to be done for him alone, for the rest of time.
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mochinek0 · 1 year
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Daminette December 2022: 30-Extra (free space)
Adrien and Kagami sat on the bench as their son got ready for the finale in the fencing championship. They were sure he was going to win two years in a row. His opponent was a fencer dressed in all black. It reminded Adrien of when Kagami dressed all in red. The black fencer seemed to breeze through the tournament. It made them wonder why they hadn't seen them the previous year.
Adrien looked over to the black fencer's side as Kagami reminded their son of his techniques. The fencer had left with a water bottle and a lady with short blue hair on the bench.
'Must be their mother.'
She dressed so differently from Kagami. Kagami had stuck to hakama, much like her mother did. Their mother was wearing a long dress with a sash in the middle. Many parts of it reminded him of China, but other parts he wasn't sure.
'I bet Father would know where it was from.'
His thoughts were broken when the fencer returned.
"Your father would be here if he could." the lady spoke, sadly.
The fencer in black nodded.
'I remember those moments. All I wanted was Father to come watch one match. For me to turn around and him to pat me on the back or tell me good job. I hope they show up for that kid.'
"Who says I'm not?" a man questioned.
Adrien watched as the fencer turned and hugged a man tight. They had olive skin and jet black hair.
"Damian, I thought you had a meeting!" the lady declared.
"I had them push a couple meetings back and got the others to fill in for me; today is important." he answered, "Father says we will go out for dinner, no matter the outcome."
The fencer nodded, eagerly.
"Remember, you are restricted; feet to the floor, at all times." the man spoke.
Adrien turned to his wife when he felt his hand getting crushed.
'Oh, no. She heard them, too.'
Kagami turned to their son and sneered, "Go all out."
Kagami crossed her arms as the opposing fencer was declared the winner. They both knew they fought admirable, but the black fencer always had the upper hand. They were always just out of reach from their son, Hiro. Adrien sighed and saw Hiro had taken off his helmet. He had the same look on his face when Kagami got angry. Their son may have gotten some of his looks, but he definetly had his mother's fury.
'Oh no.'
Hiro threw his fencing mask on the ground and stomped over to the other side.
"I demand to know who I fought!" he declared, "I want a rematch!"
The fencer nodded and took off their mask. The Agrestes were shocked to see a girl with olive skin, her black hair pulled back into a braid and bright blue eyes. Hiro blushed red, as she smiled. Adrien gulped, recalling a girl he knew with the same exact bright smile.
"You won!" the girl's mother cried, hugging her.
"Amaya, you fought beautifully." her father declared.
Amaya smiled and bowed, "Father." turning away from the Agreste family.
She peeked up and saw her father with his arms open. She quickly hugged him.
Kagami pouted as her son seemed enthralled by the newest champion. She was sure he would be furious that he had lost and for a short period, he was. He walked up to the champion only to have her father glare at him. He flinched and took a step back as the man stepped in front of his daughter.
'His glare is worse than Mother and Grandfather's combined. It's like looking Death in the face.'
"Father." Amaya hissed.
Damian looked from his daughter to his wife, to find she was also glaring at him. He relented and backed up to let his daughter out from behind him.
"I had fun." Amaya declared, holding out her hand, "I wouldn't mind a rematch when we can meet up again."
The Agreste heir grabbed Amaya's hand and kissed it.
"My name is Hiro Agreste." he smiled
"Adrien?" the mother shouted.
Hiro looked from Amaya to her mother, back to his father. Amaya's mother smiled and his father's cheeks flushed.
"It's me!" she cried out, "Marinette! Marinette Dupain-Cheng; well, it's Marinette Wayne now."
"Mari?" his father shouted.
With a nod, Adrien quickly pushed his son out of the way and knocked him to the floor. Amaya quickly jumped back. Adrien was quick to bring Mairnette into his arms.
"I missed you!" Adrien cried out, "You never came back!"
Damian yanked Adrien off of his wife and tossed him next to his son. He pulled both of his girls close.
"Fuck off, Agreste." Damian growled, "You can't have my wife or my daughter!"
Both Adrien and his son paled. Marinette giggled and kissed her husband's cheek.
"Never in a million years, Habibi." Mari answered.
"You seriously think a smile is going to sway me, Father?" Amaya questioned, "You raised me to see through deception. The look of innocence is the most misleading."
Damian Wayne stood taller with their declarations.
"Was this Amaya's first tournament?" Kagami questioned, breaking the tension?
"No. I'm on the fencing team and gymnastics team at my school. I go to a lot of tournaments, but, um-" she answered, hesitantly.
"Amaya only turned fourteen this year and wasn't able to participate, last year." Marinette explained.
"She also landed herself in the hospital the day of our flight." Damian declared, "We had been prepared to scout out the competition for this year."
"Are you okay?" Hiro asked.
Amaya smiled, "Oh yeah. It was nothing."
"Nothing?" Marinette hissed, "You had a broken leg and fractured your arm! Tell me I'm over reacting."
"You're over reacting." Damian and Amaya responded.
"I don't want to hear it from you." Mari glared at her husband.
Damian sighed and looked away. Adrien smiled at the way Marinette took charge.
'I knew she had it in her.'
"Oh!" Marinette cried, as her alarm went off.
Damian turned to his wife, "Is that for your appointment?"
"Yes." Marinette answered.
"I'll get my things." Amaya replied, "Father, take Mother to the car and I will meet you there."
"Appointment?" Adrien questioned.
Mari smiled and placed a hand on her stomach, "Amaya has a younger sibling on the way."
"Congradulations, Marinette." Kagami responded.
Marinette nodded and turned to leave.
"Bye, Hiro." Amaya smiled and waved, as she chased after her parents.
Hiro sighed with a smile. Kagami facepalmed at her son's obvious crush.
'Just like his Father. Better get this over with now.'
"You like her." Kagami stated.
Hiro tensed under his mother's stare.
"N-No." he murmured.
'Oh god, he gained Adrien's idiocy for feelings.'
"Son, never hesitate when it comes to your heart." she declared.
"Did you see him?" Hiro shouted, "He's scarier then Grandpa and Grandma combined; I can't win there!"
Kagami sighed, "At least you are not calling her a friend, yet. She could have been your sister if your father wasn't oblivious."
"What do you mean?" Hiro questioned.
"Marinette is just a friend." Mrs. Agreste smirked, looking at her husband.
"She is!" Adrien exclaimed.
"Your face still lights up the same way, since we were fourteen, when you see her." Kagami declared.
"I haven't seen her since she was sixteen!" Adrien declared.
Kagami rolled her eyes, as her husband brushed off her statement.
"Wait!" Hiro shouted, "What do you mean my sister?"
"If your father wasn't so blind, he would have noticed Marinette Wayne crushing extremely hard on him when we were teenagers. She had dates and a wedding dress in mind, but your father asked her for help on dating me. We became friends and she backed off." Kagami announced.
Hiro turned to look at his father. He saw his dad had gone ghost white.
"You're lying." Adrien spoke.
Kagami shrugged, "Call anyone from your old class and they will tell you otherwise. Alya told me she wanted three children with you, named Emma, Hugo, and Louis. You were a blind teen. It appears she found someone who saw her not just as a friend. Good for her."
Kagami began to walk away with her husband and son at her heels questioning her about the past.
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iwasbored777 · 2 years
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I'm reading all these YouTube comments on the twist in Adrienette dynamic in s5 and all of them are "it's great Marinette is moving on because now she can fall in love with Adrien as a person and not have him on pedestal and he is falling in love with the real version of Ladybug not the idolised one" and I'm like "how much crack are you smoking to still believe in that sh*t theory aren't y'all embarrassed? And you call Adrien blind?"
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chatbugmlb · 2 years
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This is truly legit😂😆
So Monarch too is definitely blind😂😆🤣😂😂He should probably stop taking find the treasure classes from her and think for some real plans😂😆🤭
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A Blind Meeting
Chapter 14
04/27/2022
Note: This is outrageous I am sorry for the long wait.
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I wanted to know what was going on as soon as possible, but Richard doesn't get out of school until three thirty. I walked back and forth in my office at home, as the video of the attempted robbery played in the background. I couldn't believe Marinette flipped a man over her shoulder.
Marinette is truly someone special. I sat down at my desk and close out the video. If I didn't know any better I'd assume she was that Ladybug hero. I want to apologize to her for real this time. But how can I? Maybe I'll buy her flowers. Yeah I'll do that with a card that says, "I'm sorry."
"Maybe you should put more than an 'I'm sorry.' Master Bruce." Alfred walks into the office carrying a tray of food. "Flowers are a good start to a woman of good taste. Which flowers were you thinking?" He placed a plate down on my desk with a glass of wine.
"She liked the flowers in our garden. Specifically the roses in the center. She said they had a different scent than most roses. What's for lunch?" I asked moving some papers around.
"Your lunch Master Bruce. Smoked Salmon with seasons potatoes and carrots, and a glass of red wine. That's a good choice. Why don't you just take them from the garden."
"Thank you Alfred, I just might." I picked up the fork and knife and eat.
"Master Bruce, if I can advise. Marinette is not your average 'Desirable' woman." Alfred says disappearing around the doorway. I thought over what Alfred said as I eat.
Alfred and I made it to the academy to pick up Richard. I held onto the bouquet of flowers when I watch Richard walk up to the car. I quickly placed the flowers down beside me on the seat.
"Alfred, you can't believe what happened at school today. My French teacher-" Richard stared at me only blinking three times registering that I was in the vehicle too.
"What happened in class?" I asked resting my hands on my left knee. He rubs the back of his neck thinking of what to say. His eyes looked around the car landing just beside my leg.
"Bruce, are those flowers? Those wouldn't be for a certain beautiful blind lady would they?" Richard wiggles his eye brows at me with the biggest grin he could possess.
"As a matter of fact, they are." I feel a smile cross my lips and quickly cover it with my hand and cough just a little. Richard continued to grin untill when we arrived at the Sleeping Bug-Mice. There was a line about a block long when we arrived. I look down at my watch seeing that it was only three o'clock. It didn't seem like Marinette would have time right now to even say a quick "hello." I decided to have Alfred take us to the company to check on the business.
Richard finished up his home work in my office. I looked up to notice Alfred looking at his watch and pushed it back under the sleeve.
"Is something the matter Alfred?" I asked drawing Richard's attention.
"No sir. Just thinking about what I am preparing for dinner tonight." Dinner? I look down at my own watch and noticed it was thirty minutes to seven. I sat there thinking for a good moment then locked my computer down.
"Marinette's store was really busy today. She probably didn't have anything to eat yet." I started.
"Let's bring her dinner?!" Richard excitedly finished. I smiled getting out of my chair and walked over to him. Alfred had a smirk on his face, clearly amused.
"I agree. What should we pick up?" Richard stood up and we walked to the elevator as we decided on where to go.
We settled with the famous Italian place, ordered all of our favorites, then some Tortellini, salad, and their famous bread sticks. Alfred pulled up to the bakery, finding it had only Marinette, a couple customers, and her two new employees. Richard and I exit the car holding the to go bags of food waiting for Alfred to join us. Be held out the bouquet of flowers to me. I had to maneuver the bag around in my arms then take the flowers.
"I will be at the Manor for some me time, young masters. Call me when you need me." He quickly just got into the car and drove off not waiting for a response from us. I blinked in the direction he drove off in, wondering what just happened. Richard walked in first with his half of take out.
"Pas de souci. Nous sommes arrivés vers deux heures trente mais votre employé a dit que vous preniez un repos bien nécessaire, alors nous avons décidé de revenir plus près de la fermeture. J'espère que ça va?" Richard smiled as he spoke. I walked in with the other half of the food and quietly placed it on an empty table. I listened carefully to their conversation. A young man peered his head around the corner of the kitchen. He looked oddly familiar but I couldn't quite put my hand on who.
"It isn't a problem at all. Wait, We? Is Monsieur Pennyworth with you?" Marinette asked, looking around Richard to as if to see if Alfred is indeed here.
"No, he is at home taking some "him time" so he put it. How are you Marinette?" I said, coming across sincere and hurt for a minute. Its as if she didn't want to see me anymore. Or it could have just been that Alfred had always dropped the boy off.
"Y-you're fine. I mean I'm f-fine! Ouch." She said in a hurry. "Go ahead and have a seat in the empty table, I'll bring over your drinks and pastries before we get started then?" She mumbles. She seemed to have hurt herself some how. Her words had slurred here and there. Richard chuckled before he took a seat at the table with our food on it.
I watched Marinette walk into the kitchen for what seemed like a couple minutes the walk back out. She poured us two cups of coffee and heated up a couple of the muffins and cream filled croissants delivering them to our table. I waited a couple minutes watching her closely. It is remarkable how she is able to be so successful in this world just by only being blind. It is as if she is magic. She stood there with her hair tied over her left shoulder held only by a red ribbon. She didn't smile but that could be because I am here.
"Alright, so did you bring your homework?" She asked as she pulled out the seat in front of her.
"We actually brought you dinner." I began.
"Incase you were hungry. You're shop seemed very busy today. We brought Italian." Richard finished. He moved the muffins and croissants into the middle and unwrapped our take out on the small table for the three of us.
"Oh, Mercí. But I couldn't. I still have to clean up and still have some customers in here." She said, with a small bite to her lower lip. She seemed a little nervous for some reason. Was it me?
"You go ahead and eat Miss. Evelyn and I will do the clean up. You need to eat." The same young man from before stepped out from around the kitchen with a small little girl, who stoodnthere nodding. Marinette is about to protest when her stomach gave a loud growl. With a defeated sigh and agreed and sat down with us.
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