#but the comics i was inspired by all had really basic corny titles anyway?

[ersatzangel]

Here’s one I prepared earlier

#destiel #deancas #destiel fanart #spn #spn fanart #literally no idea what to write about this one lol #the original idea came from that bit in butch cassidy and the sundance kid where they're riding the same horse #but the refs i used were not from that #(i did do an alt version from a butch and sundance ref but it was eh) #and then i changed their outfits #dean's is inspired by a comic character called the colt kid which i thought was approrpiate #appropriate even #now i kind of want to do a series based on canon - like one issue per season maybe??? #call it destiel stories maybe idk #i'm not very good coming up with clever titles #but the comics i was inspired by all had really basic corny titles anyway? #so i tried to emulate that #ersatz art #an ersatz original

[miraculously-fangirling]

Springtime Connection - Chapter 11

The day’s classes passed by quickly. Excited chatter and passed texts mute the teacher’s lessons as the students secretly continued to work on their exhibit. Many of the teachers grumbled about the students’ split attention, but couldn’t help smiling as they watched the teens working together.

Things seemed to slow down around physics class as Mme. Mendeleiev tapped her pen against her desk. Many teens grumbled as they took out their notebooks. Marinette doodled in her notebook as Mendeleiev discussed the qualities of electricity. Marinette thought back to her conversation with Adrien. She was glad that she managed to get him smiling but the conversation also made her think about something she had put on the back burner. What the hell was she going to wear? 

Ladybug was out for obvious reasons. Actually, she was going to steer clear of anything red and black. The class had decided to not do American comic heroes, so Marinette was going to have to get creative. There was one week left before the festival. What in the hell could she scrounge up in a few days? The only rule was that everyone had to have a mask of some sort. 

The bell rang just as Mme. Mendeleiev announced homework that no one except Max would probably do on time. The excitement was palpable as the students filed out of the room and congregated into friend groups around the courtyard.

Marinette wandered, lost in thought, when Alya slung her arm around Marinette’s shoulders. Marinette jumped a bit while Alya giggled to herself.

“Hey girl,” Alya said as Marinette playfully pushed her elbow into Alya’s side. 

“What’s with the spacing out? You’ve been daydreaming all day.” 

“Have not.” 

Alya smirked. “Oh really? Then tell me what last class was about?”

Marinette looked around, trying to remember anything from the past hour. She could only think of designs of possible heroes and the sketches in her notebook. “Ah, okay fine. I wasn’t exactly paying the most attention.”

 Alya smirk turned into a straight up grin. “Oh? Did it have to do with your little walk this morning?”

 Marinette rolled her eyes. Alya was half right, she guessed. “No, I was just thinking about next week.” She wasn’t lying.

 “Is it really that soon?”

 Marinette nodded. “Oh yeah, Alya do you know who you’re going to dress up as?”

 Alya stopped for a moment with an ear-to-ear smile. “Isn’t it obvious?” Marinette shook her head. “Ladybug of course,” Alya said with her chest out.

 Marinette couldn’t help but giggle at Alya’s enthusiasm. She really was a fangirl. It almost made Marinette proud. She caused this. She caused this passion to rise in Alya. Sure it was embarrassing at times, but she was nothing but happy when Alya fell deep into her obsession.

 “Is Nino being Chat Noir then?”

 “Of course.”

 Marinette fell into a fit of giggles as she imagined the hyper DJ getting into ridiculous poses and trying to make up ‘clever’ puns. Only the real Chat could come up with corny jokes the way he did. Nino would just sit there and struggle to wear his glasses over the black mask.

 “Oh, are you laughing at me?” Alya said with hands on her hips, “Then what’re you wearing?”

 Marinette shrugged. She thought back to her earlier conversation to Adrien. Maybe she would try the cat theme, but she wasn’t quite set on it just yet. She didn't want to become a gender-bend of her partner.

 “Well,” Alya said, “I’m sure you’ll come up with something just fabulous. Watch, Adrien won’t be able to resist you after next week.” Marinette’s heart skipped as she thought about him. He was smiling this morning, but was he really okay? She pasted on a wider to smile to ward off any vacant expressions.

 “Oh my God, Alya,” Marinette said with a fresh wave of giggles coming on. 

“Just stop.”

 Alya gave her a wink. “Have some faith.”

 “Am I interrupting something?” Nino said from the stairwell. He took off his headphones as he came to Alya’s side. He wrapped an arm around Alya with a stupid grin.

 “Always, you big dork,” Alya said while giving her boyfriend a wide smile.

 Marinette suddenly felt the third wheel effect. Adrien was going to be picked up shortly if he wasn’t already. Marinette said her goodbyes to the happy couple before making her way home. Adrien was just climbing into his family’s car as Marinette walked down the school’s front steps.

 They locked eyes and exchanged a small wave. Marinette almost forgot to lift her hand before the Gorilla sped away with Adrien in tow.

Adrien kept thinking about outfits for next week. He couldn't do Chat, obviously, but he lacked in the creativity department. He was always more of a thinker than a maker. Maybe that’s why Ladybug had the confusing ability while his destruction powers were more straightforward. American heroes were out of the question due to a class poll, but what about other countries?

As soon as Adrien got home, he went straight to his room. His father was still out of sight, and that was fine by him. His father’s warmth was fresh in his memory and he’d hate to spoil it.

His door locked behind with a click, as Adrien went to his wall to wall bookshelves. He scanned the titles until he came to the brightly colored section that housed his manga collection. He pulled out a number of volumes from various series. He looked over the brightly colored costumes for any spark of inspiration and wondered how in the hell that Marinette was able to pull things into existence from her thoughts.

Eventually the floor was covered in manga and Adrien laid in the middle of it on his back. He rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. The flashy costumes were all too complex. Sure, he could buy one, but that didn’t feel right. Everything so far was handmade. Using money seemed like a cop out at this point.

He groaned. Plagg floated from his bed hidden in Adrien’s bedside table. He yawned as he landed atop Adrien’s chest. “What are you griping about now?”

“Next week.” 

“What about it?” 

“The festival and the cafe?”

“Oh, the superheroes coming home thing. Right. Right. I think you mentioned that.”

“Yeah well, I need to figure out a costume.”

Plagg rolled on his back in laughter while Adrien let out another groan. Plagg really was never any help. Ever. “Oh my God, kid. I knew you were something, but this takes the cheese.”

“Cake, Plagg. You’re supposed to say cake.”

Plagg shrugged. “But cheese is so much better,” he said, “Anyways, why don't you just wear a mask and a suit. You can probably just say you’re some robin hood or something.”

An idea popped into Adrien’s head. He could do that with the addition of some props. He clamored down his stairs to his desktop. He quickly went to Google and searched for an older franchise, one he hadn’t read or even watched but knew quite well.

A wide smile spread across Adrien’s face as the possibility came before his eyes. He would be cosplaying pretty much, but it would work.

Well it would almost work… he just needed a top hat. 

Marinette headed home without delay. She really couldn’t put anything off with only a few days left. She crawled into her room soon after greeting her parents. Hopefully she wouldn’t have to disappear this time.

She sat on her bed with sketchbook in hand and began flipping through the pages. She came upon her bowler hat designs from a few months ago and found one rejected sketch, a hat covered in flowers. She leaned against the wall and stared at the drawing. 

Flowers…

Tikki flew over and landed on the edge of Marinette’s sketchbook with her big blue eyes scanning the drawing. “What are you going to do with that?” 

Marinette ripped out the flower hat drawing before turning to a new page in her sketchbook. She quickly sketched out a basic dress scape over a generic human figure. “I think I’ve got something.”

Marinette intently sketched out a design for her new hero. It was going to be nothing like her aerodynamic spots. It was, well, cute.

Tikki clapped her small hands when Marinette finished her second, more polished sketch of the design. Marinette smiled as she placed the book and pencil onto her desk. She rubbed her eyes, leaving a graphite smudge on her cheekbone.

She snatched her tablet and scrolled through social media. She was in no state of mind to do homework; instead, she wanted to concentrate on finishing her costume. One week wasn’t going to kill her. As she scrolled, she came upon a video posted by Adrien, a playful match between a kitten and a golden retriever puppy.

Marinette smiled at the video, but that smile soon diminished as she thought about her partner. He was probably still hurting. He smiled in class, but Adrien was good at hiding. He didn’t need the mask to hide his personal life. Marinette thought about his mother.

Fuck, how is he doing really?

“Tikki,” Marinette said, “can we go out right now?”

“What for?”

“Just a little visit.”

#Springtime Connection #writingfaber #ml #miraculous ladybug #chapter 11 #ao3 #ao3fic #fanfic #fanfiction