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quickspinner · 1 year

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Six Sentence Sunday 3-19-2023

I hope I’ll be getting this chapter out in the next couple days, but here’s a crumb for the kiminette brotp fans in the meantime. (NGL I didn’t even count sentences today lol)

“All right!” Kim whooped, punching both fists in the air. “Let’s get this party started!” Marinette shot him a look and he grinned back. “Fifteen minutes,” he said, pressing buttons on his watch. “Whoever hauls the most boxes in fifteen minutes gets to pick what we order for lunch.”

Marinette rolled her eyes, but grinned. She was glad to have Kim here as much for his abilities as a hype man as for his muscles. It would keep her from getting depressed or lonely or overwhelmed. There was an awful lot of stuff crammed into that trailer, after all.

She would’ve let him pick lunch, anyway. “You’re on,” she said, and they shared a fistbump before Kim darted up the ramp into the trailer with another whoop.

#six sentence sunday #too good to be true #lukanette #endgame lukanette #lukanette endgame #luka couffaine #marinette dupain-cheng #pro lukamari

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lunian · 2 years

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Marikim’s rights for Kim’s uuuuuhhh 👀💦

#miraculous ladybug #marikim #marinette dupain cheng #kim le chien #le chien kim #kiminette #ml fanart #myart #mmmhmmmm #idk what’s happening in the show and fandom here’s some beefy content

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sasstrash · 3 years

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Thinkin about......

Marikim

#marikim #kiminette #miraculous ladybug #marinette dupen chang #le chien kim

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miraculous786 · 4 years

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I don’t know if you like this, but what about Kim x Marinette + Class salt, like they are in a relationship and Alya is trying to claim that she and Adrien are perfect for one another? You know the story, but if you want you can add some Adrien salt, like he agrees with what the class says but then Kim snaps?

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Her Boyfriend, My Girlfriend

“But you’ve had a crush on Adrien for years! How could you not love him anymore?”

Marinette grit her teeth. “Rose, I’ve already told you before why,” she started, voice strained and trying to hold back anger. “Adrien doesn’t like me romantically, he only sees me as a platonic friend. Isn’t that enough of a reason?”

“Girl, he’s just oblivious to his own feelings, trust me. He’ll realise that he wants you as his girlfriend tomorrow, anyway.”

The girl rose a brow at Alya. “What are you talking about?”

“Well, I’ve managed to set up a special date between the two of you,” the reporter whispered, grinning as if knowing an inside joke. “It’s at 5pm, so be sure to get there on time.”

Kim - who was sat beside Marinette - opened his mouth to speak, yet was halted by a hand that squeezed his under the table. He let out a deep breath in an attempt to calm his nerves.

“I’m already busy tomorrow afternoon, Alya. I can’t go.”

“So?” she responded. “You can just clear up your schedule. I’m sure you’d be willing to do that if Adrien’s involved.”

Marinette narrowed her eyes, and felt the same frustrated aura surrounding Kim float to her as well. “As I already said, I don’t like Adrien anymore, and I have to be with someone else then.”

“Someone else?” Mylene repeated.

“Yes.”

“Girl, what? Who? It better not be Luka again, we all know how flustered you are by him,” she remarked, rolling her eyes along with many others - she didn’t catch Juleka glaring at her from the opposite end of the room.

“No, it isn’t Luka. They’re…they’re a friend.”

“Well, surely they’ve gotta call off your hangout if your crush is involved, right? Wouldn’t they want you to be happy with Sunshine?” Alix quizzed, whilst propping her legs up on a desk nearby.

Kim glanced to Marinette, before speaking up, “I’m afraid her boyfriend wouldn’t want to disrupt a date that he’s having with her for Adrien.”

There was silence for a few seconds after his words, and then a cacophony of shouts filled the room. Alya and most of the students had confused expressions marring their faces.

“Mari, you have a boyfriend? Who isn’t Adrien?” Alya exclaimed, making the bluenette flinch. “How long have you been with him? Do our efforts not mean anything to you?”

“W-What? Of course not! I just-”

“That’s enough, guys,” Kim broke in, his features neutral yet seeming to be holding in exasperation. “She’s been with him for a few months at least.”

“Wait, you know who he is?” Alix asked, and at his nod carried on, “What’s his name?”

Kim grinned, moving to wrap an arm around Marinette’s shoulders. He placed a kiss to the top of her head, causing her cheeks to burn as he replied, “I believe it’s Lê Chiến Kim.”

“You?” Alya questioned, shock laced in her tone. “But Marinette loves Adrien! Why would you-”

“Loved,” he corrected. “She used to, which you’d know if you’d listened to my girlfriend speaking before.”

Marinette blushed in his arms, and spluttered when he pat her head to inidicate who he was referring to. She glared in his direction, only to suddenly jump as the sound of the school bell rung in her ears.

“We better get going to class now,” the boy advised, taking the designer’s hand and helping her up. “See you guys later~”

He encircled an arm around her waist, and simply led her off whilst ignoring the ruckus that they left behind. There was soon a soft tap at his shoulder, causing him to turn just as Marinette pressed a peck to his cheek.

“Thank you, Kim,” she spoke, glancing to the side with pink as evidence of her embarrassment. “I don’t know how else we would’ve brought up us being together.”

Kim chuckled, eyes shining with mirth and mischief. “Me neither, Cupcake, me neither.”

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@northernbluetongue @moonystars14 @soupfilledboots @vixen-uchiha @starsshineandgivehope @professionalfangirl1738

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #marinette dupain cheng #le chien kim #marikim #kiminette #alya cesaire #alya salt #ml salt #class salt #rose lavillant #alix kubdel #submission

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gelljc · 4 years

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marikim wip that i don’t think i’ll ever finish

#ml #miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #le chien kim #kim le chien #lê chiến kim #marikim #kiminette #fanart #my art

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2sunchild2 · 4 years

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Gym buddies. Or more?

@ryn-garner I’m still here asshat

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Why is it that whenever Kim had a crush, it was always with someone either way out of his league or gay?

First it was Chloe, which yeah, he still cringes at. Then it was Ondine, who he had a great relationship with, but something felt off. Turns out, she was a lesbian. Yeah. His luck with women was amazing.

And now there was the subject of Marinette Dupain-Cheng, who was, without a doubt, way out of his league.

Did he know he had a crush on her until today? No, absolutely not. Was he going to lie and say he never found her attractive? No, because he did. Will he ever—

Kim glanced at his phone when he felt it vibrate. A text message? Who from?

From: MarMar

Hey Kimbo!

We still on for the gym later today?

Oh, the gym.

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“You came late today,” Marinette observed him as she stretched, “which is weird because I’m usually late to… well everything really.”

Kim stayed quiet and tried to avoid looking at Marinette’s uh. Contrary to popular belief, he was not a pervert. He was the perfect gentleman. At least he hoped he was.

“Why don’t we start with cardio and continue from there?” His voice cracked, he knew it did. He really hoped she didn’t notice, but going by the small smil of her face, he figured she did. She probably thinks he’s an idiot now.

“Kim? Kimbo?” She snapped him out of his daydream, “Are you feeling alright? You’ve been spacing out since you got here…”

“Yeah yeah I’m fine,” he brushed her off and smirked, “Let’s see who can do the most pull-ups after five minutes. Maybe you’ll be able to beat me this time, ey MarMar?”

Suddenly, there was a competitive fire in her eyes and she smiled viciously at him, “Oh you’re on Kimbo, loser buys the other lunch. Deal?” She held out her hand, knowing fully well he’d accept at the chance of having a free lunch.

“Deal.”

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“Try not to empty my wallet okay?”

“I’m an athlete MarMar. And athletes have big appetites.”

Marinette glared at him and focused on the sandwich on her plate. She should’ve asked for fries. Her sandwich looked so lonely. She then remembered Kim had fries. She glanced at his plate to see the mountain of fries and reached out for one, but she couldn’t. He won the bet fair and square.

But fries.

No, no. She lost the bet, it was only fair he got to eat his fries.

“Mar,” she looked up at him, “just… just take the fries. You’re making me sad and I can’t vibe with that.” He pushed the plate of fries towards her and smiled.

“Are you sure? Because I’m not gonna share em.”

Kim looked at her softly, “Yeah… I’m sure.” Okay, maybe this was more than a crush. Maybe. And honestly? Kim couldn’t even be bad.

“Kimbo, eat your food before it gets cold.”

“Are you gonna keep calling me that?”

“Of course. It’s your contact name on my phone after all.”

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#marikim #marinette dupain cheng #le chien kim #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #why is this not showing up in the tags #imma cry #im cryin #whyyyyy #it says MARIKIM #PUT IT IN MARIKIM #kiminette

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berger-chien · 3 years

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Brucellose chien : symptômes, diagnostic, traitement !!

Brucellose chien est une maladie infectieuse qui peut toucher de nombreuses espèces différentes. Le type spécifique de brucellose chien est

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momostodoroki · 4 years

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Ohhhhh I have a question what would happen if chat saw king monkey and ladybug kissing and flirting

oof that’s a really good one!

i think considering current canon chat would be disappointed and sad not just over his heartbreak but because his lady didn’t confide in him enough to say she was into someone they both knew (like both of them know king monkey even if only ladybug knows he’s kim). but eventually he’d accept it and do the whole “if you hurt her you will pay” speech to king monkey.

well that’s my best case scenario, considering how much has been said about adrien/chat noir’s character and how the show goes one step forward two steps back on his characterization, it might well be a coin toss on how it would go.

hope that answer satisfied you! thanks for your question <3

#haysu answers questions #simplysslytherin #kiminette #miraculous ladybug #king monkey #ladybug #chat noir #king monkey x ladybug #monkeybug whoa i like the ship name monkeybug

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marichchchat · 4 years

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i spy with my little eye

AO3

... something _________.

Adrien’s grasp of teen drama and relationships are shaky at best.

Marinette’s just too tired to see.

Sometimes the best way to understand is to bring it back to the basics.

a.k.a. How Love Colours Your World at Fifteen for Beginners

#idk what this is anymore i rly dont know #I'm still shaking in the revelation that i wrote adrinette content #adrinette #miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #marikim #kiminette #?????

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ao3bronte · 4 years

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Obey

1 | 2 | 3

Warnings: Characters are aged up but still drinking underage (legal drinking age is 18 in France). Wild parties, hypnosis and NSFW themes will ensue.

Marinette blinks away the voice in her thoughts and grins widely, breathing the clean, crisp air of the autumn Parisian evening into her lungs. She feels stronger, taller, her posture more like that of Ladybug than the tiny, timid character she has to play every day. This girl is different — this woman is different —and it shows in the way her hair flows freely in the wind, unrestrained and dangerous. Marinette’s not playing pretend any longer, not anymore; there’s no need to hold back her strength, her dexterity, her endurance from the people that surround her now that she’s thrown her shackles away. She’s all Ladybug, with or without the mask, and her reflection confirms it, her eyes glowing with a fire within when she glances at herself in a porthole.

She’s all liquid embers and sharpened teeth.

Marinette is hungry.

She grazes her fingertips along the thick ropes of the ladder, her slow, slinky saunter downwards drawing the eyes of everyone on deck. She doesn't feel the need to smile at them or duck her head as she usually would; the old Marinette might have been afraid that making eye contact with a stranger would cause a conflict. This new, unchained Marinette looks at them directly and doesn’t flinch as they blush and whimper beneath her gaze while she passes, fully aware of the weight her presence carries when she splits the crowd in two.

She shucks her cardigan to the side with a flick of her fingers, revealing the cascading neckline of her dress that she’d been too nervous to show off before. Marinette stops tugging the hem of her homemade off-the-shoulder outfit downwards and shows off all the little cutout details she didn’t want to reveal, her lower back and sides now completely exposed to anyone who wished to drink her in. All wrapped in poison pink and silver seams, Marinette no longer regrets being convinced to wear it; if anything, she wishes she had had the courage to show her body off earlier, what with the way she draws their stares.

They like what they see, and who is she to deny them?

Marinette reaches the far end of the deck and allows the boys nearest to the stage to hoist her up onto the platform, drinking in the rabid attention of the crowd. The new Marinette loves to be the centre of attention and she quickly juts her hips to the side, spreading her arms to greet her shipload of admirers, hopelessly devoted to her.

“I think it’s time we get this party started again. Don’t you agree?”

The partygoers concur with a rowdy cheer, hanging on her every word.

“Good,” Marinette raises a palm and the crowd hushes immediately, “But listen closely. Tonight, we’re going to let loose a little, right?”

The crowd below her roars.

“And we’re going to celebrate the people we love! We’re going to take care of each other, right?”

A building wave of energy begins to cascade over the partygoers, the pulse of their voices beating as one.

“As your Party Queen, I want you to kiss and laugh and dance the night away!” she cries, raising her glass, “Tonight, we’re going to be the bad kids our parents warned us about! We’re going to be free!”

“YES!”

“We’re going to be wild!”

“YES!”

“And we’re going to party until the sun comes up!”

“YES!”

Smiling, Marinette basks in the excitement of everyone around her. Pleasure, happiness, joy, ecstasy...it feels good to watch the fire consume them, “Then what are you waiting for?! Let’s make tonight last forever!”

The crowd erupts around her and Marinette feels like she’s floating on cloud nine as she leaps from the stage like a rock star, laughing wildly as the crowd catches her with ease. She feels amazing! She couldn’t feel more alive than if she was freefalling from on top of the Eiffel Tower, her mind buzzing with the sultry pull of alcohol coursing through her veins. The throb of the bassline is like a shot of adrenaline, the joy of it all threatening to force her heart to burst in her chest. She loves this, all of this, the grinding bodies, the sweat on her skin, the hands that all clamber to hold and caress her. She kisses and touches whoever she pleases, her lips writing stories of tragedy on their tongues. She’s gone from them too soon and they all mourn her loss as she flits through the masses, an enchantress on the prowl in search of her first victim.

And speak of the devil...

"You know, I always liked you as a brother," Marinette glides into Kim’s personal space, carefully hauling half asleep Alix up and onto the nearest bench with a strength she has to always hold back as a civilian, "But you've grown up. Puberty looks good on you."

The words flow unbidden from her lips, her deepest, wayward thoughts bursting guiltless passed her teeth, "I even thought you were kind of cute back in 4ème until Adrien joined our class the following year."

Kim stands stock still, utterly entranced as she circles him like a tiger sizing up her prey, "I’ve always wondered what Odine saw in you. I never let myself think about that kind of thing, but that was the old Marinette. Now I know exactly why she's still in love with you."

Marinette stops in front of him, a hair's breadth away from the fabric of his red and black UnderArmour sweatsuit, "I have a question for you, Lê Chiến. Do you kiss her like you worship her? Do you touch her like you adore every facet of her body and soul?"

Kim blinks and swallows, nodding beneath the heat of her gaze, "I think so."

"You think so?" Marinette's head tips to the side, "Or do you know so?"

The new Marinette won’t listen to excuses or leave any questions unanswered; no one deserves to feel as unappreciated as she feels each and every day, "Well?"

He opens his mouth to speak, then closes it silently, and it's all Marinette needs to erase the space between them and drag his face down to meet hers, sealing their lips together in a kiss so chaste and yet so much deeper than any kiss she's ever experienced herself. She pours her soul into their kiss, her desires, her cravings, all of the things she dreams about at night when she can’t put a tamper on her thoughts. She kisses him the way she's always wanted to be kissed, leaving him breathless in her wake as she releases him, their lips swollen and shining with the evidence of her assault on his senses.

"Do you kiss her like that?" Marinette asks, wiping away the taste of cheap beer with the back of her hand. Kim looks about half the size he was before she pressed her lips to his, knock kneed and shaking, the breath having been sucked from his lungs.

"No," Kim finally utters, his voice warbling against the heat of her gaze, “No.”

"Then I suggest you find her," Marinette gestures around her, her arms splayed wide as she spins in a slow, deliberate circle, "Show her what it means to be your lover. Show her what it means to be yours and yours alone."

She doesn’t look back to hear his response and and simply continues her journey across the ship’s deck; they may not remember this when she finally decides to come to her senses and defeat the akuma, but for the time being, she was having fun.

Her sway on her devotees never wavers as she slices through her friends and acquaintances like butter, the seas of people parting like a curtain with every step and whim. She’s beautiful, dangerous, and everyone seems to know it. She’s their party queen and it’s the only responsibility that she’s willing to shoulder tonight.

Smiling, Marinette drinks up their adoration and graciously accepts the gifts they offer her, a kiss here, a shot of vodka there. Alya’s adoration in enraptured in the arms of her boyfriend and Marinette can’t help but grin at the sight of it, their clothes half shed in lust and disarray. The old Marinette would have averted her eyes, would have blushed, would have turned around and ran into the nearest washroom for fear she’d die from a fever if she ever walked in on her friends necking like they are now. But the new Marinette, the daring Marinette, thrives on seeing her friends being cherished, being worshipped, being adored.

Everyone should feel this way. Everyone should be loved.

Marinette smirks as Alya throws her head back and wails.

No, she thinks. Everyone will be loved tonight, and I will make sure of it.

#miraculous ladybug #kiminette #Marinette Dupain-Cheng #ml fanfic #mlnsfw

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lovelylapins · 5 years

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@lunian‘s drawings got me thinkin about marikim way more than i should’ve been... enjoy this

How Marinette agreed to some things, she had no idea.

Taking a swing from her water bottle, she glanced over at Kim. He’d somehow talked her into working out with him, and he was already stretching. Not that she didn’t mind helping a friend, but… he was less of a friend these days and more of a flirt.

“You’ve gotten really fit these past few years,” he says, arm raised over his head and eyes trained on her. Sure, maybe she could’ve planned better and not showed up with her torso exposed, but hell if she wasn’t going to show off the abs she worked so hard for. Years and years of hard cardio as Ladybug paid off big time, and if that meant Kim was going to flirt a bit more than usual, so be it.

Plus, it’s not like she didn’t like it. She was human, after all.

Leaning down, Marinette felt the regular burn in her legs start up, but pushed through, trying to warm up as fast and safe as she could so she could get this over with. Finally going back up, she noticed Kim’s eyes had barely left her, causing her to roll her eyes.

“If you keep your eyes on me any longer, I think I’m gonna have to start charging you,” she says, bringing an arm over her chest and holding it there before switching.

“What’s the cost? A kiss?”

“Very funny. Why don’t you focus more on your frame? You’re stretching all wrong.”

“Am not,” Kim scoffs.

“Yes, you are.” Marinette heads over, looking up at him. She motioned for him to change the way he was pulling his arm over, too short to try and reach him. And, when he didn’t listen, she stood on her tiptoes, adjusting as best as she could with their height difference.

Kim was toned, Marinette thought as she lay her hands on his skin, taut muscle just anywhere she touched. Not surprising. He had been obsessed with working out and getting toned ever since they were little, and now, a few years down the line, it wasn’t a shocker he was so fit, practically bursting with all that muscle packed underneath his skin.

Her eyes darting down for a second, Marinette wondered what else he was packing.

“You know,” Kim says, “if you wanted to get your hands on me, you didn’t have to make such a silly excuse. I knew I was stretching right.”

Marinette steps back, hands coming off like she touched a hot stove. Looking up at him, she crosses her arms, trying to maintain a sense of cool even with the feeling of her face going warm.

“As if,” she says, clearing her throat. “I just didn’t want you to pull something before we’ve even started.”

“Started what?” Kim moves his arm down and takes a step forward, closing the distance between them. “As far as I’m concerned, I haven’t even started yet, sweetheart.”

Marinette blinks at his shift into a lower tone, suddenly unable to look Kim in the eye. She darts her eyes back down, staring him straight where her line of sight met his chest. If she couldn’t look him in the eye, Marinette was more than fine with just keeping her eyes trained on his chest. His toned, strong, oh so firm chest, which wasn’t all that hidden by the tight tank top he had on. Come to think of it, very little was, leaving her to imagine, just for a brief second, what lay underneath his workout clothes.

Mind blanking out, Marinette didn’t notice the finger that moved upwards and caught on her jaw, gently motioning her head to train on Kim’s face.

“You know, if you keep your eyes on me any longer, I think I’m gonna have to start charging,” he says, and Marinette would be a liar if she said the way he spoke didn’t make that all too familiar warmth travel through her, nestling itself in the pit of her stomach.

Not bothering to think of a comeback, she watched him, wondering what Kim would do next to her. Smirking, he leaned down enough to whisper, low and smooth, in her ear,

“I think we’re warmed up enough, don’t you?”

What happened next, she couldn’t tell.

#marikim #kiminette #marinette dupain-cheng #ml kim #le chien kim #kim le chien #miraculous ladybug #obvs they're aged up if you read right in the fic #someone come in my askbox and ask for some more marikim i luv them

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lunian · 2 years

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more Marikim to bully ml fandom

#:)#miraculous ladybug #marikim #marinette dupain-cheng #kim le chien #le chien kim #roi singe #kiminette #ml fanart #myart

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bluesoulblueheart · 4 years

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So I see Adrien and Marinette being cute and I’m like “YESSS”

Then I see Marichat being dweebs and I’m like “YESSS”

Then I see the blushing dorks Ladrien and I’m like “YESSS”

Then I see LadyNoir and I’m like “YESSS”

Then I see Luka and Marinette and I’m like “YESSS”

Then I see Kagami and Marinette and I’m like “YESSS”

Then I see Kim and Marinette and I’m like “YESSS”

Then I see Alya and Marinette and I’m like “YESSS”

Then I see Luka and Adrien and I’m like “YESSS”

EVERY TIME! IT NEVER ENDS. WHY? WHY AM I LIKE THIS?

#miraculous ladybug #ml #mlb #ml ships #love square #not love square #marikim #alyanette #kagaminette #adrienette #ladynoir #lukadrien #marichat #ladrien #kiminette #im a disaster

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miraculous786 · 4 years

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Hiya can i get a request in marikim style please. Anyway could I get some where king monkey becomes a permanent hero and after protecting marinette from an akuma he starts having a massive crush on her and kim starts acting on it and mari starts to like kim back and they start dating

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Cupcake?

“So…which hero do you want to interview?”

“I’m actually not sure,” Marinette mused, finger poised on her chin. “Maybe Chat Noir? We see each other often, since he comes to my balcony a few times a week. Maybe I can ask-”

“He what?” Kim yelped, causing his friend to flinch in surprise. Seeing this, he backtracked, apologising with, “Sorry, it’s just…are you friends or…?”

“Oh! We’re just friends!” she answered cheerfully, glancing to the side whilst reminiscing of their hanging outs. “We watch movies, eat macaroons, play Ultimate Mega Strike and-”

“What?” he shouted yet again.

“Kim,” Miss Buster called sternly. “Is there something you would like to share with the class?”

Snickers sounded around the room.

“N-No ma'am,” the teenager chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Good. Now carry on with your project, please. In silence, preferably,” the teacher scolded.

Kim nodded in agreement, before turning back to his desk mate. The student’s around began to chatter again, forgetting the exchange just seconds ago.

“Why are you so shocked? You know I’ve already told you about our encounters sometimes,” Marinette spoke, though in a more hushed tone. “It’s really not that much of a deal.”

“But we-” the boy started, but soon cut himself off with a sigh. He whispered, “I thought that I was the only one you challenged when it involves Ultimate Mega Strike. We’re the ideal team, right?”

There was silence for a moment, broken by a snicker escaping Marinette’s mouth.

“Would you happen to be jealous, my Oaf?”

“W-What?” Kim spluttered, not bothering to deny the nickname given to him. “I’m not jealous of you! Why would I be?”

He folded his arms with a huff, turning his head to the side to prevent her from seeing the blush on his cheeks.

“O-Oh, right, yeah,” Marinette mumbled sadly. “Why would you be in the first place?”

The teen caught a glimpse of her crestfallen expression, prompting him to face her with a panicked look whilst he took in her slouched posture and twiddling hands. However, before he could think about cheering her up, crashes were heard outside, followed by a tremor of the very floor they were on.

“I have to go,” the duo recited in unison, making them share eye contact in confusion. They broke it when the wall to the side of the classroom suddenly crumbled. Debris was strewn everywhere.

“Marinette!” a voice howled from the dust.

Squinting, said girl realised that the figure stood there with a scowl planted on their lips was her own father, though his skin was replaced with dark brown fur. Vines were wrapped around his arms and wrists.

“Papa?” she shouted in disbelief.

“Not anymore!” he yelled, “It’s Weredad! And I’m going to make sure you’re protected from that mangy alley cat once and for all!”

“What?” Marinette squeaked, her eyes unconsciously drifting to Adrien’s pale face across the room.

Her father took a few steps forward in her direction. “He kissed your hand last night, after he said he wasn’t interested you!” the akuma howled. “Now, I need to make sure he never plays with your heart again.”

As he held an arm out, Marinette wasn’t prepared for the plant that came hurtling her way. Closing her eyes, she waited for the inevitable, yet when it didn’t come, she forced herself to gaze in front.

Gasping softly, she took in the sight of a figure clad in various shades of brown, who was situated in a protective stance with a wooden staff in their grip. Their mop of maroon hair shone from the lights above on the roof.

“You will not take Marinette away!” King Monkey thundered, not even backing down when Weredad levelled him with an infuriated glare.

Turning slightly, he commanded, “Run and hide! I’ll take care of your father!”

Nodding resolutely, she zoomed past the rubble to the side, hearing the echo of a shout from behind that bounced off of the walls and straight into her pierced ears.

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“Tikki, Spots Off.”

A wave of bright pink enveloped her exhausted body, leaving a girl adorning a dark grey blazer and pink jeans in a dreary alleyway. Shivering, Marinette sent a small smile to her kwami, before making her way home.

Her legs shook ever so slightly with each step, as the toll of the akuma’s battle began to affect her full swing.

“Marinette?” a familiar male called from behind.

She recognised it as King Monkey, who had landed with an over-the-top somersault onto the pavement. After a period of silence, he frowned slightly, placing a suited hand on her shoulder.

“Mari?” the hero said, mask furrowing where his brows would be when he didn’t get a reply.

“Hello? Cupcake, you there?”

Marinette felt an ache wash over her form, forcing her to fall forward and into King Monkey’s chest. A splitting headache pierced her skull, that only doubled when she attempted to stand upright again.

Taking a sneaky look around, Kim scooped up the tired girl without hesitation, who didn’t fight his sudden action. His eyes scanned about, spotting a bakery a few streets away.

Sighing in relief, he leaped up, cradling her carefully, though he faltered the tiniest bit when she snuggled into his warmth with closed eyes.

Red flooded his face.

~*~*~

“Marinette!”

Strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her in for an embrace. The chest she was pushed into wore a bright red hoodie, with white patterns sewn at the ligaments.

Kim exhaled, leaning his head atop hers. “I’m so glad you’re safe, Cupcake,” he breathed, not noticing the stiffening of his friend. He patted her back one more time, before moving away.

“I heard that you passed out yesterday. What happened? Are you ill? Are you hurt? Are yo-”

“Kim,” she cut him off with, eyes wide. “‘Cupcake’?”

Silence rung.

“Umm…surprise?”

~*~*~

Hope you like it - I’ve never written any Kiminette!