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uptoolateart · 3 months
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A Whole New World - Ch 4
ML Aladdin AU for @mlbigbang 2023 :)
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Gabriel stormed through the palace corridors, Adrien’s look of defiance still vivid in his head, making his hands curl into fists.
That damned boy, determined to do as he pleased – to have ideas of his own. Staring after those doves, like he meant to fly away too someday. Why couldn’t he just fall in line like everyone else in the palace did?
He turned a corner, letting out a growl. ‘I don’t know where he gets it from.’
Plagg peered out of his robe. ‘Really? You don’t see where he inherited his stubborn streak from? You who insist on chasing a dream I keep telling you is totally impossible and stupid?’
Gabriel’s eyes narrowed at him, his anger changing targets. ‘Again – did I ask?’
‘As I’ve told you –’
‘Silence!’
He stormed through the palace, back to the throne room, where he dropped into his golden seat, roaring and slamming his fists on the arms.
It felt good, so he did it again, roaring louder and hitting the throne harder. This did not feel good. In fact, it hurt. A whimper escaped his mouth before he could stop it.
Plagg flew out, smirking as he settled back on his cheese platter at the side.
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gale-gentlepenguin · 1 year
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ML Ficlet: Mayo on Pizza
(Happy birthday @xhanisai )
It was late at night, Ladybug and Chat noir were patrolling the rooftops. Monarch had been very quiet and the two decided to keep an eye out for anything suspicious.
After a few hours, Ladybug’s stomach growled.
“Sounds like it’s time for a snack break.” The cat hero said with a cheeky grin.
Ladybug was flush with embarrassment.
“I forgot to have dinner.” She confessed.
Chat noir shook his head.
“Well we can’t have that! And fortunately for you. I know a place that is both filling and tasty.”
Ladybug shrugged and followed Chat noir across the city. After a dozen rooftops, chat noir stopped.
“Perfect, they are still open.” Chat noir exclaimed with joy.
“Bruno’s Pizzeria?” Ladybug spoke aloud.
She remembered that Alya mentioned a weird restaurant that Nino took her too a few weeks back. Apparently the toppings were… unorthodox.
But as her stomach growled again. She followed the cat hero as he leaped down to enter the pizzeria.
The bell chimed as the two entered, where a portly man with a glorious mustache greeted them.
“Well if it isn’t My favorite stray!” The man greeted chat noir.
“Ciao Bruno!” He greeted the man with a smile.
“So you brought the bella this time. Ciao Ladybug.” Bruno greeted Ladybug.
“Nice to meet you.” Ladybug responded politely.
“Hey Bruno, we are in need of some Patrol food. Could you set us up with two slices of the Heaven Pizza?”
Bruno smiled big
“I see you have awakened to the genius of the pizza. I will prepare it right away!”
Ladybug tilted her head in confusion.
“Heaven Pizza?”
“Trust me Ladybug, you will love it.”
After a few minutes, Bruno rang the bell and placed on the counter two slices of pizza. Chat noir and ladybug took their plates. Chat noir happily started eating though Ladybug noticed something unique about them.
“What’s this white stuff drizzled on top?”
“Oh, it mayo.” Chat noir said between bites.
Ladybug looked at the pizza in shock. Mayonnaise on pizza?!
She looked at her partner who was happily eating the slice without qualms.
Ladybug was no expert on pizza, but it did seem weird to add the condiment on top of the pizza.
Chat noir noticed ladybug wasn’t eating.
“Trust me, it may seem weird but it’s really good.”
Ladybug looked at the slice nervously for another minute before deciding to brave the decision and try it.
To her surprise, it was actually delicious.
“Wow, that is something.”
Ladybug devoured the slice. Her only regret was she didn’t have another.
Chat noir put the money on the counter.
“Thanks Bruno.”
Bruno gave the cat a wave, happy to know the heroes of Paris enjoy his food.
Ladybug learned that cuisine can seem weird but can make for unique flavor experiences.
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nobodyfamousposts · 1 year
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The Hero of Paris
...so when Gabriel was in the bathroom on that train when he transformed and tried to akumatize someone...
...you think anyone could have just...I dunno, recorded it?
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Michael Donahue was the hero of Paris.
In truth, he was an American tourist. And about as American as one could get.
And AS a young American in a foreign country, he did what most Americans do: abuse his phone's camera function for anything and everything he thought was interesting and likely to get him likes on social media.
He recorded a man feeding pigeons before being run off by a police officer.
He recorded some curator at a museum telling a wild fanfic idea at the Louvre.
He recorded a bunch of people chasing after a blond haired kid and screaming at the sight of him. Which...okay, weird?
Well, he'd known Paris would be weird. But he didn't think it'd be THIS weird.
But then THAT day happened. And what he thought was perhaps the silliest…even the downright dumbest thing ended up being what made him go viral in the last way he ever expected.
Some would consider it uncouth. Most would have just politely ignored it.
But Micheal was a young American with a need to record everything.
And he was already in his seat in a train waiting for it to depart for his next travel destination...only to be delayed due to some reason that he, not being French-speaking, didn't understand.
Ultimately, that made this the perfect combination of bored and impulsive in JUST the right way to achieve a miracle.
So when he heard what sounded like shouting and insane laughter coming from the bathroom on the train, Michael—in true American fashion, decided to record it.
"Dude, some guy has taken over one of the restrooms and is yelling like crazy!"
…and for the sheer hell of it, he started livestreaming.
And his chat started to come alive.
What's going on?
"The train's held up. My French isn't that good. An 'akuma' or something?"
What's an akuma?
He looked over his shoulder.
"I dunno. But that guy in the restroom has been shouting about it a lot."
On the other side of the door, the faint sound of yelling could be heard. Most of it garbled that Michael couldn't quite make out except for a few words.
"—akuma—"
"—Ladeebuug!"
What's he shouting?
"Something about Ladybugs and noir? Is he shooting a movie or complaining of a lack of pest control? Lol."
Out of all his vids and livestreams, he hadn't expected the one about some random making a scene in a bathroom to be the one that got attention, but more people were joining the chat and he saw his numbers rise more than they ever had.
"Wow. Okay. Didn't expect to get this level of response."
He made sure to keep the camera on the bathroom door the noises were coming from rather than himself. It was what the people wanted to see apparently and it allowed better audio quality.
What was perhaps the most interesting was that he started getting comments in French.
In all caps.
With many exclamation points.
Is this real!?
HAWK MOTH!
IT'S HAWK MOTH!
WHERE IS HE?!
"Hawk Moth? What?"
Then a particularly insistent commenter named LadyWifi joined and started to spam the chat.
Où est-ce?
Où est-ce?!!
OÙ EST-CE!!!
"Wait hold on. What?"
où!
WHERE?!
WHERE IS IT
wherewherewerewhere?!!!!!!!!11!!1
He balked at the repeated demands. Given the chat seemed to be repeatedly questioning where in English, he could only presume that's what they were asking in French, too. But he had no idea why and no explanation was forthcoming! Any attempts anyone made to tell him what was going on quickly got lost in the flood of comments demanding a location.
Before he could comment further though, his thoughts were interrupted by a cry of outrage from the restroom, loud enough to ring his ears.
Silence.
Then…
"Nooroo, detransform moi."
There was a strange sound from inside. Muffled, but distinct enough. Like how sparkles should sound? Something from one of those magical girl shows his little sister watches.
A click signaled the door unlocking.
"I think he's about to come out!"
The chat was going wild. Everyone commenting. Making random names? Maybe trying to guess who the person on the other side of the door was?
Then some blond guy in glasses and a really unfashionable suit came out of the restroom.
…and his livestream promptly exploded.
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a post-identity reveal au where parisians are having an ABSOLUTE field day over ladynoir and adrinette dating openly, pitting both pairs against each other to win the title of the ultimate it-couple. like there are serious SERIOUS shipwars reaching stan twt, people fighting over which one’s superior: the hot superhero couple laydnoir or the wholesome talentfest couple adrinette. on the one hand, people have been hardcore shipping ladybug/chatnoir since their debut days, vying for the smallest morsels of pda thru the course of their akuma fighting ventures, click baiting news titles incessantly, manifesting this relationship into reality while on the other hand, every teen girl is shooketh to the core that the smokeshow model adrien agreste is dating this hella cute up-and-coming fashion designer out of NOWHERE one day, like after years of being somewhat restrained and uber careful about contact with girls on camera, adrien is fucking DRAPED over marinette in front of any and all paparazzi coverage, both of them seeming utterly and hopelessly in love. there are instagram & tiktok edits, there are twitter thread analyses, there is a whole halloween costuming couple trend – everyone and their mother is chiming into the debate and adrien & marinette are just having the time of their lives, laughing their asses off as paris and the world descends into chaos over their very much singular relationship.
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junnmoon · 1 month
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mlb gc pt.2??
check out pt.1 !
(maripoo=marinette ,alya da coolest=alya, speakup=adrien, lukipoo=luka, ninotron=nino,and yn)
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i’ve upped my game w a texting app it kinda eats idk. also i made yn and mari neighbors bc why not also adrien is a drama queen :3
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blinday · 1 month
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Ok guys but imagine if Marinette just went bonkers and told Adrien she, like, wouldn't mind if he flirted with LB. Or even kissed her. And he's like fr?? And she says yeah bc she aint stopping him from kissing LB, SHE would like that too. And also maybe Chat Noir. And he goes all red and says he's okay if she kisses Chat too bc he knows they used to have a thing. They both just have a fantasy of being each other's hero and while Marinette daydreams and plans to make it reality eventually Adrien viciously writes fanfic of his identity reveal with Marinette with various outcomes depending on how his self esteem is that day.
Adrien actually makes out with LB first bc Ladybug could NOT contain herself and flirted with him openly; and Marinette makes out with Chat. They have this idea that they're in a sort of polycule so Adrien insists she must have some one on one time with Ladybug too so now Marinette needs to figure a way to date herself, and also she puts him in the same predicament bc even tho he doesn't know she's the same person as LB, she knows he'd get allong just fine with Chat, they're her favorite boys after all!
And Boom, we have the lovesquare back and it's even funnier now bc they're all dating.
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wolflover2426 · 5 months
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Crack Prompt: Marc and Nathaniel are busy coming up with a special arc for their superhero comics and wonder about their classmates who have been akumatized except for two which are Adrien and Marinette.
It eventually leads to a discussion of the first arc with an akumatized Adrien fighting against Ladybug and Chat Noir. The second arc was a bit more tricky because the duo knew just how much Marinette has the skills to be the most devastating akumatized villain ever so they had to include the rest of the class except Marinette to flesh out the details.
It all spirals into oblivion like Alya coming over with a conspiracy board of just how much damage an akuma Marinette can do and also doubles as a meeting to come up with ways to make sure Marinette never gets akumatized.
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cardiac-agreste · 5 months
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Ladynoir Crack Prompt
In her thirteenth year, Marinette found herself crushing hard on a boy she'd met at a Gabriel fan event. She loved the man's fashion, while the boy was a modeling enthusiast and wouldn't shut up about Gabriel's son, Adrien.
She soon receives a miraculous and is told to fight some new villain named Hawkmoth. Oh, and she has a partner named Chat Noir!
Staring at Chat, she can't help but notice how much he looks like her crush, Wayhem! It must be him!
But Wayhem lives across the city, so there's no way for them to regularly date. And she's so nervous around him when they're civilians!
So she does the most logical thing: she decides to date him in their superhero forms. One day, after defeating Hawkmoth, she'll be able to reveal to him that he's been dating his friend Marinette all along!
Until then, they share late-night cuddles on the Eiffel Tower and talk about their future with three kids and a hamster.
Adrien Agreste? He just can't believe how lucky he is to be dating Ladybug when he's transformed!
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verfound · 10 months
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FIC: Luka's First Father's Day (MLB; Lukanette; House Band)
Rating: Teen and Up
Characters/Pairings: Dingo King (OC), Luka Couffaine, Marinette Dupain-Cheng; Luka Couffaine/Mariette Dupain-Cheng
Summary: When Marinette finds out she’s pregnant with their first child (and Dingo accidentally finds out before Luka), Dingo begs her to let him be the one to tell Luka the happy news.
Author’s Notes/Warnings: It still counts as a Father’s Day fic if it’s a day late, right?  I don’t usually observe Father’s Day anyway, but there was this mug, see, and then a plunny, and this was supposed to be quick, short, and stupid.  It still is, even if it's now also late.  😂
“Luka’s First Father’s Day”
In hindsight, it was probably Marinette’s fault.
No.  No, it was definitely Marinette’s fault.
But, at the time of the…accident, Marinette was also pregnant (even if she was still early pregnant), and pregnancy hormones – Baby Brain – can do some wicked things to a woman.  And she wouldn’t have been pregnant in the first place if not for Luka, so really, didn’t that actually make it Luka’s fault?
…yeah.
So.
Really.
Luka had no one to blame but himself.
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jeankirsteind · 6 months
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All of Fanon!Chloe suddenly were gathering in the one place until some guys who looks familiar to them come into the place. At first, they didn’t know who he is until one of them are remembered him.
Arctique!Chloe: “So this is the guy who treated us as an irredeemable monster, huh?”
Medusa!Chloe: “Yep, an asshole who giving redemption to the whole grown ass adults who treated and manipulated us.”
Thomas astruc: “Hey guys take it easy, I’m just kidding and didn’t mean to hurt you. Isn’t you love to make Marinette and the others to suffer….”
A punch comes to his nuts who apparently Anatis!Chloe in the Valkyrie form who did that later followed by Chloe who wields Snake Miraculous to pull his beard which makes him kneeling on the ground. Later, three of them are surrounded that man and shows their cynical towards him.
Valkyrie!Chloe: “You can still talk guffaws like that in front of us and accusing us to make your virtual daughter to suffer.”
Medusa!Chloe: “I heard this big mouth labeled us as an anomaly just because we don’t same like his punching bag.”
Arctique!Chloe: “Tsk, let’s give this scumbag what he deserves.”
Thomas astruc: “Guys, please I’m sorry and I…promise…to give my creation the truly redemption in the next story…”
Valkyrie!Chloe: “Nice try, Tommy. Your promise isn’t matter anymore for all of us.”
The attack keeps coming to Thomas even they didn’t give any chance for him to defend himself. Not far from there. Canon!Chloe who’s seen that didn’t expect watching herself from another universe who wields Miraculous giving some justice for everything Thomas gave to her. Even though, she feels this is will not restore what has been passed.
MQ Rewrite!Chloe: “I know this is won’t change anything for you. Hopefully, he won’t hurt you any further after what you've been through lately.”
Canon!Chloe: Am I will become holder like you in the future?
MQ Rewrite!Chloe: “I really hope like that but after what you have been through, it’s better for you to stay away for a while because I’m afraid they’re just using you as the object to preaching you with some nonsense toxic positivity from Ladybug and your sister.”
Note: These chloe are from my favorite fics that I’ve read on AO3. Even though, they aren’t really like that in their fics and I used them as a plot device in this short fic. The last one was from my fic that still on going 😆✌️
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xhanisai · 2 years
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Les pommes de terre et la Buguinette
AO3 / FFN
Pairing - Ladynoir + Adrinette
Summary -
"That's it!"
She may be oh-so-tiny...mais, mon Dieu, she was also a huge force to be reckoned with.
"Screw our secret identities. I'm taking you to my house right now right this second and you're gonna eat the best damn potatoes you ever had." She admonished confidently, leaving no room for arguments or even a semblance of common sense, hauling his boyish body over one of her tiny shoulders and swinging away (blind to the way his eyes were wider than an owl's in both shock and elation of them finally, finally unmasking).
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'All this over potatoes!?'
~(x)~ . . . "What do you mean you don't like potatoes that much?" Ladybug's big blue eyes practically bugged out of her sockets (no pun intended), her jaw fallen into an astonished yet comical gape and her face super close to her partner who internally sweatdropped from the sudden proximity (not that he minded seeing her super pretty face up close at all). Tilting his head cutely to the side, he attempted to explain himself better, still pondering over her extreme reaction to what he originally thought was just a mundane opinion for idle chatter.
"I'm not saying I hate it. I'm just not crazy about it either...it's just...c'est juste un légume, non?" He winced when his Lady let out an unholy screech that sounded like a dying banshee, sensitive faux ears plastered to his hair from the verbal assault and brows raised under his dark mask. He knew his Lady could be super passionate and vocally strong when it comes to what she loves and protects, fiery debates and ranting about injustices and so on. . He just didn't ever expect that his nonchalant feelings about some measly potatoes would arouse such blazing fire within her beautiful blue eyes as if he just claimed that the Jagged Stone wishes he was as amazing as the talentless XY or that the moon landing is a mere conspiracy theory to make America look good. "I knew you were a bit sheltered and naive with the bits and pieces that you shared about yourself with me, but I didn't think that you were this bad to the point of having...having wrong opinions!?" She was back to pulling on her hair with an intensity that worried her partner, the boy reaching forward with his arms with the intention to grasp her hands away from the poor midnight strands. Thankfully, her hands went to squish her face with frustrated groans seeping out of her mouth and her mind still scrambled from his supposed ridiculous thoughts regarding the despicable potatoes. Chat Noir couldn't help but scowl, wondering whether his taste buds really were quite insane or if his Lady was overreacting (which was more common than one would think). His mind wandered back to all his very lonely and very tasteless meals that featured les pommes de terre. Either boiled with little to no salt with a measly leaf of parsley as a garnish, mashed with a texture so dry that he has to drink at least five glasses of water to get it down his throat or roasted to the point where his teeth have trouble sinking in through the tough skin and all that he could taste was bitter smoke. Even the occasional crisps that his wonderful best friend Nino shared with him at le collège didn't capture his fancy. Far from it if he was entirely honest. The feline hero really didn't like the way the extremely savoury flavourings assaulted his tongue nor the way that the crunchy snack would stay stubbornly glued to his teeth, making him way too self-conscious to even open his mouth let alone talk or even smile- "That's it!" Chat Noir was suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when Ladybug finally stood up from the rooftop they were seated on, snatching his hand without a beat and vaulting him to his feet in a manner that made his entire world spin. His heart leapt to his throat from the way her twin blue flames bored into his larger frame and he could have sworn that if had fur, they would have stood on their ends just like his iconic belt tail behind him. She may be oh-so-tiny...mais, mon Dieu, she was also a huge force to be reckoned with. "Screw our secret identities. I'm taking you to my house right now right this second and you're gonna eat the best damn potatoes you ever had." She admonished confidently, leaving no room for arguments or even a semblance of common sense, hauling his boyish body over one of her tiny shoulders and swinging away (blind to the way his eyes were wider than an owl's in both shock and elation of them finally, finally unmasking). . 'All this over potatoes!?' ~(x)~
Adrien Agreste continued to remain entirely bamboozled and ridiculously dumbstruck with his hands clenching the denim of his jeans and his big green eyes wide open. Yet, whilst his mind was a windows error notification spamming the screen, his body was on autopilot and played along with his Lady's whims. Oh yeah, did he forget to mention that his Lady is also his loveable, cute, illegally talented good friend Marinette Dupain-Cheng? And that she didn't even blink twice when he was unravelled as shy model, awkward Adrien Agreste at the kitchen table? Even seating him down on one of the chairs without missing a beat and babbling about all the amazing dishes that he was going to get to try and finally change his opinion? "These are just a bunch of simple dishes I quickly whipped up since I don't have time to make anything extravagant...and it is way past midnight. But here, dig in," Marinette nudged the numerous plates of deliciousness to him on the table nonchalantly, as if she wasn't presenting a buffet of some of the most enticing cuisines he's ever seen, his emerald greens dilating from the scent of the food alone and he was deaf to the way she was huffing in impatience. Arranged on the table were all sorts of meals that definitely didn't look simple at all and were practically begging for him to eat them all up in one go. Ranging from fresh sweet potato fries coated generously in paprika, garlicky and creamy mashed potatoes (with a jug of steaming gravy and sliced sausages to the side), gnocchi in a yummy looking cheesy sauce that even had Plagg hovering over it with amazement and gluttony, piping hot Gamja Bokkeum (Korean sweet soy glazed potatoes) that was covered in toasted sesame seeds and spring onions and just so, so much more dishes he could barely describe. A meal fit for a king. Was a silly teenage boy like him even worthy of having a taste of the abundance of beautiful treasures that was set before him? Handmade by the love of his life, the very same girl he fell for twice (or at the very least thrice; with how he's fallen in love with her all over again because of the food she decided to cook just for him)? "Ugh! Staring at them isn't going to get them in your stomach!" Restlessness won over and Marinette quickly fetched a pair of chopsticks from the side, picking up a piece of the scrumptious, steaming hot soy sauce glazed potato and placing it in his obedient mouth as she cupped his cheek firmly yet tenderly. . Adrien's entire being was suddenly pummelled with an indescribable sensation of absolute pleasure and sheer ecstasy as if he was knocked through three buildings and landed in one of the seven heavens. The savoury sweet taste of the sauce was like fireworks bursting in his mouth, the slight heat and kick from the red chillies that tickled his palette warmed up his entire body and the soft, soft fluffiness and crispiness that was the potato turned his entire being into melted butter. "This...this is what potatoes really taste like...?" He couldn't help but murmur dreamily, eyes closed in pure bliss and peachy pink lips curved up into an adorable beam as he savoured the taste of his Lady's amazing, spectacular cooking. He barely caught her victorious smirk playing on her mouth and the way her baby blues glittered with pride and achievement, her heart pounding in her chest with delight as the vicinity was filled with her Chaton's happy purrs. "And all this time, you thought they were just a silly little vegetable~" She teased endearingly, placing another piece in his waiting mouth without wasting any more time. "These were made on a whim so just imagine how amazing they'd taste if more effort and time was put into it," Adrien watched her anew with admiration, his emerald greens softening with affection as his Lady happily treated herself to a sweet potato fry. His heart beat a thousand times faster against his ribcage, his cheeks emitting a rosy pink flush with love and contentment and his eyes continuing to shimmer with devotion. Using a finger to not only wipe off some of the paprika that lingered on the corner of her lips but also to gather her attention, Adrien couldn't help but speak. "You're amazing, Marinette. Thank you. Thank you for this delicious meal and for trusting me enough to share your identity." Before he knew it, he timidly leaned forward to place a tender, gracious kiss on her forehead, his cheeks continuing to blaze in colour and his heart hammering inside his chest like crazy. "What? Share my identity- OH! ...Oh..." All of a sudden her pale complexion instantly changed to a hot red colour, concerning her partner who readied his hands in case he needed to do something to alleviate her emotions. "I was so fixated on potatoes that I didn't fully realise that you're my Chaton- I MEAN! My Chat Noir- no, no! I mean! I mean! Aaaaaa..." Luckily, Adrien was more than accustomed to Marinette's iconic babbles and flustered actions since it was a regular occurrence at school or whenever he manages to sneak out of his prison-like house to hang out with her and their close friends. He grinned patiently, giving her time to manoeuvre through her scrambled thought process and regather her bearings, all whilst gently holding her hands and squeezing the hardworking appendages gingerly. His sweet touches lead Marinette out of her word soup dialogues and brought her mind back on track. Her watery and nervous baby blues peered into his content, sparkling greens, the dark-haired girl now piecing together just how ecstatic she's made him. How incredibly happy she's made her Chat Noir. Her Chaton. . "You could've stopped me you know. You're strong enough to break out of my hold and run off." She couldn't help but darlingly pout, averting her gaze from his radiant smile and clinging onto her shred of stubbornness and pride. Her cheeks coloured anew from his warm laugh, eyes back on him as he brought her skilled hands to his chest just so she could feel how hard and fast his heart was racing at this moment. How thoroughly affected he too was with the revelations the night brought them. "And miss out on the chance of trying out my Lady's handmade cooking? Not a chance~" He was pure Chat Noir right there and then, lips upturned into a silly and lovesick grin and cheekbones blooming in an adorable red. "Do you regret it? Revealing yourself to me?" He was playing dirty, eyes wide like a kitten's (like the beloved nicknames she has for him) and his forehead resting on hers. He knew that she was far from dissatisfied, especially with how she remained relaxed and comfortable within his grasp. Mais aussi, il n'est pas un ange. "Not the eyes! That's cheating!" Marinette snatched one of her hands away, trying to shove his face far from hers and practically growling at his quiet, mischievous snickers. It was really starting to settle in that the love of her life who she assumed was a bashful yet dear Prince was also a cheeky and obnoxious jester. "You know I don't regret it, you ridiculous cat! I just wish it wasn't this anticlimactic!" She blurted and then was taken aback by the sudden gleam in his spring-green eyes. "So you have imagined us revealing ourselves? Tell me, tell me all about them~" The grin he wore was borderline shit-eating, a finger poking one of her puffed-up cheeks annoyingly. "How many of them were romantic and full of kisses, ma Buguinette~? How many of them have me swooning in your arms as you lead us down the aisle for our happily ever after~?" . He was met with silence and for a split second, Adrien worried that he may have pushed too far with his teasings. However, that thought was quick to be replaced with one of reverence and wonder. Her eyes were averted once again, sky blues barely peeking under her long, thick lashes and her cheeks a beautiful sakura pink. One hand was clenched against her chest (that was starting to hurt from the rapid way her heart has been battering it) whilst her perfect teeth tugged on her soft lips. Lips that were illegally kissable, plum blossom pink and just so, so, so perfect. He's been kissed by those very same lips a handful of times too, now that he noticed with a loud gulp. "All," Marinette decisively confessed, determination now lacing her beautiful features as she faced him with cheeks continuing to colour. "All of them. So what?" She narrowed her eyes, daring him to tease her again. Little did she know how much air was punched out of his body from her words alone and now he was barely unable to comprehend any thoughts, let alone talk. . "...Then you should kiss me now...right?" His voice was quite hoarse and his remaining courage was on a scarily thin tightrope. "We wouldn't want your dreams and plans to go to waste...right?" His tone delved lower and lower until it was nothing more than a pleading, wanting whisper, unable to mask his raw feelings and thundering emotions. . He was answered by the press of her soft shy lips upon his. . "There...happy?" The aspiring designer pulled away far too quickly, not even letting him kiss back and cherish the moment. She received a lightly irked look from him, one of his hands now clasping the back of her neck whilst the other dug its fingers into the fabric of her shirt. Emerald greens now darkened with sheer want. "Oh, no. Not even close," He fibbed, a devious smirk being the last thing Marinette saw as Adrien crashed their lips together clumsily with all the pent-up love and feelings that has been building up within him ever since she crash-landed into his life. Literally. . And thus, potatoes became his favourite vegetable. . . . ~(x)~
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uptoolateart · 1 month
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A Whole New World - Chapter 12
ML Aladdin AU for @mlbigbang 2023
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Seated on his throne, Gabriel let out another groan, this one longer than before. No one had responded to the last one, so he had to up his game.
‘I cannot believe I let the earrings go!’ He leaned on the armrest, his chin on his palm and his expression as forlorn as he could make it.
Nathalie stood before him, stoic as ever, while beside him, Plagg munched away on a platter of orange-shaped testouri. Damn them both, they still weren’t reacting.
He sighed – loudly. ‘I must’ve dropped them in that blasted cave. They must be down there, not even in the Miracle Box. How the hell do I find them, now? And with that girl down there….’ That was the worst part – losing her, after he’d lost the earrings. ‘I can’t get another of her, I suppose. Nathalie, any more diamonds in the rough to find?’
She shook her head. ‘Sorry, sir. There’s only one Guardian per generation. There won’t be another until she dies. And as long as she’s in that cave, she’ll never die. She’s preserved in a time bubble.’
He let out another moan, increasing the volume.
Plagg smacked down another mouthful of cheese, hardly swallowing before speaking. ‘Maybe you shouldn’t be so quick to dispose of the people you use. You could’ve just kept her around for a while. You know – bribed her, set her up for life, relocated her. After all, she didn’t care about the earrings. But noooo, you had to be dramatic.’
Gabriel growled at him. ‘As usual, I didn’t ask for your input.’
‘As usual, I don’t care.’ He popped more cheese into his never-ending mouth.
Gabriel slammed his fist on the arm of his throne. ‘I will have the missing Miraculous!!
Plagg shook his head. ‘Seriously – and you were complaining about Adrien’s tantrums? It’s a shame this is all happening too far back in history for you to have a way of recording yourself and listening to it later. You really should hear how you sound.’
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miraculousfanworks · 2 years
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Fanfiction Prompt
Gabriel: At last the Miraculouses of Creation and Destruction are in my hands! I can finally get my wish! Plagg: There are a few rules. Gabriel: …Rules? Plagg: No wishing for more wishes, no making anyone fall in love with you, and we can't bring anyone back from the dead. Gabriel: But… but… but I wanted to revive my wife. Plagg: No can do. Outside of our powers, pick something else. Gabriel: But--! Tikki: You heard him. Gabriel: But that's the whole point why I went after your Miraculouses… are you saying that all of this was a… waste? That I've failed? There's nothing I can do for my Emilie? Plagg: Nope! Gabriel: Just leave… all of you… you too Nooroo… just take your Miraculouses and go… I need to be alone. Plagg: Well that was easy. Nooroo: Since when did the wishes have rules? Tikki: They don't. Plagg: Your holder is just an idiot. Heh. We should have done this millennia ago!
via @graaythekwami
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nobodyfamousposts · 11 months
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Another Miraculous Crossover Nobody Wanted (DCxML)
In the midst of so many Batfamily/Miraculous crossovers, the thing I feel so many people forget is that the Waynes are...well...themselves.
Sure, they're awesome vigilantes. Trained in martial arts and with great mental fortitude to help them against the likes of Scarecrow's fear gas, Joker's venom, and Mad Hatter's manipulations.
...the problem is that Hawk Moth is a whole different ballgame.
He doesn't target their fears or dreams. He targets ANYTHING. Like petty annoyances. Frustrations. Sleep deprivation. Obsessions. Things the Batfamily generally try to ignore on a regular basis.
If he can akumatize and reakumatize the same man over his love of pigeons and people who feel they've been wronged over silly reasons, there's SO MUCH that could come from the complete dysfunction/emotional constipation that is the Wayne family. Remember, ANY frustration or annoyance or upset counts. 
Meaning Ladybug and Chat will be having their hands full with the Waynes until they leave.
And given that Hawk Moth comes up with the silliest costumes and powers...
...the others would never let them live it down.
...
It was a beautiful day in Paris. And an absolutely wonderful vacation to the City of Love, where everything was peaceful and nothing was wrong.
Dick stood at the window looking out over the city.
Tim was on his computer doing some reports. Possibly Wayne Enterprises work, but more likely mission work.
Damien had apparently gotten tired of grumbling and was focused on sharpening his sword—which Bruce really shouldn’t have let him bring. But given the situation, he couldn’t argue against letting Damien have something that would help him stay calm.
Cass had found a magazine to occupy her time, though she seemed somewhat confused as to the male teen model that kept appearing in nearly every line.
And Jason…
…he was grinning. And watching Bruce with such anticipation, looking downright hopeful as he waited. Not helping was that he was holding what appeared to be a brand new camera, fully prepared to start recording.
Bruce knew why.
But he would not give him the satisfaction.
Because nothing was going to happen.
Absolutely nothing.
Bruce twitched.
SNAP!
And his pen cracked from the sheer amount of pressure he was putting on it. Which was admittedly an annoyance, but wasn’t that big of a deal…
…if it wasn’t the 15th pen he’d broken in the past three hours.
It was fine though.
Nothing was wrong.
He was calm.
Calm.
Calm.
A muffled voice could be heard from outside despite the room being on the seventh floor of a building. Which of course was a coincidence and not because someone was actually right outside the room….and the building.
And perhaps if Bruce tried really hard, he could convince himself was just someone singing a line out of “American Pie” and not someone talking about butterflies.
No.
Because there were no butterflies outside. Because he was fine!
Not the slightest bit upset!
At. All.
“That’s thirty-three…” Dick counted.
…Dammit.
Bruce sighed.
“Did she come back to the roof?”
“Actually, she never left.” Tim confirmed, not even looking up from his computer. “She stopped leaving after the last incident and has just been standing there for the past couple hours now, catching them as they come.”
A long pause.
“How…?”
“Her partner has been bringing her water and snacks. And keeping watch whenever she has to leave to hibernate or use the little bug’s room.”
Bruce groaned.
Why couldn’t it be a villain? Or a fan or stalker? He could deal with those. He dealt with them all the time.
It was the well intentioned young superheroes that he had a harder time dealing with. The ones that wanted to help but were misguided in not understanding that their help wasn’t necessary.
“Gotcha!”
“Thirty-four.” Dick droned.
…no matter how many magical butterflies implied otherwise.
“Maybe we should do what the nice Ladybug hero asked and finish up our business in Paris?” Tim suggested.
“I refuse!” Damien shouted, jumping to his feet. “This villain has made a mockery of us and it must not be allowed to stand! I will not leave until he has been caught and my sword has tasted his blood!”
“Damien, we don’t kill, remember?”
“I wouldn’t kill him.” Damien said, looking away with a pout. “Just…dismember him a bit.” He frowned, consideringly. “Maybe cut off his arms. He can’t continue villainy then, right?���
Tim sighed.
“So that’s a no on going home early then.”
They heard a noise from the roof.
“Is she leaving?” Bruce asked, trying to hide how hopeful he was.
“Nope. It’s her catboyfriend back again.” Dick replied, blithely.
Bruce sighed.
“Do you think they’re dating?”
“Dick.” Bruce warned.
“Because the city seems to be really hamming up the romantic angle between the two and it’s kinda hard to not see.” Dick continued. 
“Dick.”
“Even if it is kinda weird that they’re essentially shipping teenagers.”
“Speaking from experience there, Dickie Boy?” Jason cut in, cheekily.
“Stop it. Both of you.” Bruce ordered. “The goal of coming to Paris was supposed to be to deal with the emotional terrorism from Hawk Moth.”
“A little hard with all your emotional constipation there, B.”
Jason smirked.
“Or should I say ‘Justice Man’?”
Bruce twitched.
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this feels like cheating because it isn't a secret that I can never shut up about the catacombs-cataclysm scene in wild hearts, but oh well. also, if phrases count, add Plagg's acronym (and characterization) in the hanahaki AU and Chloé's character analysis of a sentence in the Lukloé wedding fic, I will never be normal about any of them <3
<3 <3 <3 hold on let me plug them all real quick since you've given me an opening
the enemies au one shot with the catacombs-cataclysm scene
the crack ls hanahaki au with the longest acronym ever (that the author knows of) where plagg is the best AND worst matchmaker
the lukloe wedding with luka musing on what chloe loving ppl is like
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junnmoon · 1 month
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mlb group chat???
pov ur besties with the miraculous characters.
(maripoo=marinette ,awlyeah=alya, speakup=adrien, lukipoo=luka, ninaur=nino, and y/n)
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cunty little babies 👶
*maripoo created a chat*
*maripoo added adrien.a, alya.c, y/n, luka.c, nino.l*
maripoo: hello every nyan
maripoo: plz rename urselfs i can’t take it.
awlyeah: finally a gc
ninaur: frl
lukipoo: hey??
speakup: i didn’t name myself this.
speakup: y/n come out of hiding ik it was you.
y/n: oh..erm….haii :3
awlyeah: i was gonna say let’s get food again but mari doesn’t love us anymore so she won’t come
ninaur: tbh when we was at dennys she was throating them waffles like a mf
maripoo: CAN U QUIT IT??
y/n: mari where is adrien rn i have
to give him my notes
speakup: why are you asking her and not me
maripoo: well it’s almost 3 so he’s probably in the car right now otw to fencing practice with kagami then they go out to eat afterwards so he should be free at like 4:30ish- oh. yeah maybe ask him..
ninaur: jaw dropped
awlyeah: mari you’re terrifying.
speakup: ..i think it’s kinda comforting idk
y/n: oh yeah y’all both fucked up mentally
maripoo: ANYWAYS!! what r u going to give him y/n..
y/n: …why is ur aura threatening rn
maripoo: 😆
y/n:does anyone wanna get lunch w me😣
awlyeah: I WOULD but me and nino r going out as we speak
y/n: sighhh. wake up and break up
lukipoo: i wanna get lunch with you
y/n: YAYY
speakup:wake up and break up u said?
y/n: shut
maripoo: juleka js texted me asking if we wanna sleepover tonight😝
awlyeah: yassss
y/n: WHY is viperion so fine omg
maripoo: this is the wrong gc i’m afraid.
y/n: ….oh
lukipoo: ??
awlyeah: speak ur truth n/n
y/n: ykw i WILL cs chat noir fine as shit too
speakup: ????
maripoo: CHAT NOIR??? EW TAKE IT BACK
y/n: FYM????
maripoo: NO WAY U LIKE CHAT NOIR
y/n: ermm ofc i do.. hes tewwww fine
maripoo: have you ever met him.
y/n: I HAVE! he took me up to a rooftop when
there was an akuma alert
speakup: what was he like
y/n: he’s so babygirl
y/n: OH I MET VIPERION TOO lord…i luv me
the emos
awlyeah: i remeber u simultaneously telling me about cat noir and viperion for 7 hours non stop
y/n: THEYRE SOOOOOO
maripoo: still can’t fathom the chat noir hype
y/n: do u want me to break down 4 u damn
maripoo: yes bruh
speakup: not a fan of cat noir mari?
maripoo: not my type.
lukipoo: interesting
y/n: i luv kitty noir BUT…..viperion is my
boyfie i fear.. :/ (mad at chat for flirting
w lb on tv)
lukipoo: yeah?
awlyeah: yeah you tell him y/n !!!
maripoo: YEHA BOOOOOO CAT NOIR BOOO
ninaur: BOOOO🍅
speakup: but guys
y/n: SHUT UP BROKE BOY
y/n: BOOOOO CAT NOIR👎
speakup: broke boy is crazy.
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thanks for reading tbh. i’m obviously very new to this LMFAOOO but there will be a part 2 bc these r fun to write.
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