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wisteriasymphony · 1 month

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The Gift of Jubilation - (Pigella & Chat)

(and those who no longer receive it)

Porcalina had no trouble in using her gifts. Under another holder, the Miraculous of the Pig might be seen as an insult or as ineffective in battle, but Porcalina considered it much more like a party trick, and she reserved no qualms about it. When not using it for distractions, Porcalina liked to exchange her gifts like fortunes throughout her teammates, touting herself as a seer who could predict their most wanted future, whether said future be years beyond or the very next morning.

"I can always try again," she comforted Chat Noir. "I swear it's probably something I'm doing wrong. This doesn't usually happen."

Porcalina took her tambourine in hand and begun to sing. This was a necessary part of the process: She channeled the domain of Jubilation through reverent song, remarking to others that her Miraculous would guide how she sang and what syllables and half-words would echo around her. It was never anything resembling a spoken language, at least to Chat Noir's own knowledge, but it seemed to change depending on the person she was divining for. Ladybug would always be sung to in an innocent C Major full of princessy trills and ornaments; Renared's song was a calm B Dorian, and CARA.PACE's was E Locrian with many stops and starts. Many of them were in those more obscure modes, some forgoing classification entirely... And Chat half wondered if it was because the Miraculous itself knew Chat was analyzing each note Porcalina sang to find a pattern and was trying to throw him off its path.

But Chat's song was, like Ladybug's, in a regular key. Multiple, in fact. Porcalina would keep a steady beat on her tambourine and start in a brooding, ghostly D# minor. Porcalina's chants would break in form, often sounding like the grieving wails of a young mother, and then just as they started she would bow her head further and return to low chants and humming. Porcalina kept her eyes shut during these sessions, relaxing all her body so that she could be a true vessel to the whims of Jubilation, and with every sharp breath she would seem to rock back and forth in her seat. Then it would switch to a minor B, hesitant in its patience and spilling in shaky half-words off Porcalina's lips. Now the light which the world kept hiding in little corners would fly in and gather around the seer, enveloping her in a faint ring much like the shape of her tambourine cymbals. And as Porcalina would be tossed back and forth by that which she channeled, the ring would move to accommodate her, much like the rings of rock and dust that surround Saturn... or perhaps even a halo for some sleeping giant far below the rooftops of Paris, far beneath the ground. An omen that Porcalina as the augur she was was simply as much a pawn in the schemes of Gods as any of them were.

As she finished her incantations, Porcalina broke out into her final key: A♭ Major. Key of judgement. Key of the grave. And once her voice has swelled to its loudest... she sighed as if nothing had ever happened, and opened her eyes.

"There," she said, setting down the tambourine and guiding the light surrounding her with her hands. Her arms seemed to wade through the air as she gathered her vision, placing each shard of glimmering light into its place on a sphere the size of her head. "And now, if I did everything right this time..."

There was nothing.

Like the last three times before it, Porcalina had divined that Chat Noir's deepest wish was.... nothing.

Porcalina furrowed her brows, bringing the sphere closer as if the answer she wanted was simply one that was too small to otherwise see. "I mean... Perhaps this is a good sign? Maybe you have everything you could ever want?"

Chat stared at her blankly. Even the teammates he'd known for years could tell that such a statement was laughably untrue. After his short absence from the team, Chat had grown bitter and silent, with deep lines carved onto his face that made him seem much older than the others than he truly was. Hell, he hadn't even gone out of his way to request Porcalina divine for him because he simply couldn't care—His new demeanor was hardly that of someone who had everything he wanted.

"I told you there's no point in it," he spoke to Porcalina. The way his bangs hung over his face seemed to cloak his eyes in shadow, dulling even the bright green of his irises to a shade too dark to determine. And that was all he said to her before standing up and walking away to the edge of the rooftop.

Ladybug approached Porcalina from behind, placing a kind hand on the girl's shoulder. "Still nothing?" she asked.

"Yeah. ...It's almost like it doesn't work on him at all," Porcalina sighed. "Or maybe he just doesn't have anything worth wishing for."

Chat could hear them talk behind his back; They did it often, but not once did it go unheard. And she was right to think he didn't wish for anything anymore. He found no joy in it. Only the aching feeling that maybe, there was once something he had wished for... that he was no longer allowed to remember.

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mokomu · 17 days

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Models, especially teen models, are required to have diets and food restrictions to stay thin. When Gabriel Agreste, aka Hawkmoth, is caught, you ever think about how much Adrien would eat?

Like he’d probably develop an ED from overusing his freedom to eat whatever he wants. Especially if Marinette Dupain-Cheng(a BAKER’s daughter) is his friend.

#miraculous ladybug #ml #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #mlb angst #adrien angst #mlb rant

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kiichikonoes · 3 months

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This is mostly for my 2016 self but yea..

#they’re together now so ig it’s fineee #still angst #i miss ladynoir #mlb #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #adrienette #mlb angst #miraculous angst

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ivorydoodles · 9 months

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Lady noir angst

#artists on tumblr #digital artist #digital illustration #artist of tumblr #digital art #fanart #digital aritst #digital sketch #fan art #miraculous fanworks #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #ml ladybug #miraculous ladybug #ladynoir #ladybug fanart #ladybug and chat noir #ladynoir angst #mlb angst

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jedi-lothwolf · 1 year

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Febuwhump day 5: That's gonna scar

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Time: Monarch times

Warning violence

"Akuma attack, akuma attack" Adrien's phone buzzed.

"I just got home" Adrien sighed. The boy transformed into his superhero persona and leaped through his window.

"Hello Ml'lady" the cat greeted.

"Hello Kitty Cat."

The akumatized victim had been turned into a colorful monster. They had long sharp claws, lizard-like eyes, and scales. The two heroes would begin their fight to free the civilian from Monarch's grasp.

The teens were quite quick to free the victim. The citizen thanked the two profusely and ran off.

"Hello heros" A menaceing voice spoke from behind them.

"Hello" Cat Noir turned around to meet the mans eyes "Monarch."

The villain spared no time for fancy speechs. He knew that neither had much time before they transformed back and planned to use this to his advantage.

Now the hero's understood their time limit and tried to come up with a plan. One of them would leave while the other feed their magic companion.

"Ml'lady you first. I'll hold him at bay."

"You sure kitty?"

"Yep."

With that Ladybug made her way to the nearby alley.

"Just you and me Monarch" Cat Noir hissed.

With no words the two began to fight. Of course the villain attempted to get past to Ladybug but as Cat Noir said he kept him at bay.

Monarch activated the dragon miraculous and reached for the sword. Yes he could get past him with wind dragon or he could have used voyage but decided he wanted to fight the boy instead.

Reacting to the sword being drawled, Cat Noir snatched his poll from his back. A short fight would insue. The poll slipped through his hands as the sword hit it harshly. Right after the sword sliced into the child's chest. Screaming he grabbed his chest and fell to the ground.

Ladybug who had only been gone for a minute rushed back to the scene. The guardian rushed to her friend, grabbing the poll on her way to deflect what would have been a killing blow to her partner.

Adrien assessed the injury. It went from his left shoulder to just above his elbow on his right side. He attempted to put pressure on the wound. He knew how to fix injuries like this and had before except this one was much worse. It would need stitches but how could he get the help he needed without reliving his identity?

Adrien's ring blinked, one minute remaining, possibly less. The girl grabbed her loved one as gently as she could at the time and took him to the alley she had been in. "You're gonna be okay" she tried to reassure him.

"Yeah. Take care of Monarch, I'll be here. I'm about to transfrom anyway." Cat Noir spoke softly. Ladybug nodded and left. Tears slid down his face as he tried to remain calm. He knew one thing, that was gonna scar.

Detransforming, Adrien pulled himself against the brick wall closest to him.

"Kid!" Plagg yelled.

"I'm alright" Adrien breathed. "Cloth.. find." The pain started to regenerate more as his adrenaline wore off.

"Yeah I'm working on it." With that the kwami left, leaveing the human alone. What was he supposed to do about the wound? He placed his hands on the gash, trying to keep his blood from spilling to much. The pain scared him. He had never felt such sharp pain before.

How did he explain to his father? The father who would never let him outside again. He would lock him up forever, never to feel like sunlight again.

Even if he could hide the wound the pain would give him away. He could bear all the other damage done to his body over the year he'd been a hero, all the scratches and bruises, even a broken finger he claimed to have been a dumb accident. He hid all of those practically perfectly but how could he hide this? Even then the scar would betray him eventually, telling everyone who he was.

He looked down at his hands covered in his blood. He supposed it was better than someone else's. Adrien's breathing had begun to quicken and his head was spinning. He hoped Plagg would be back soon.

Adrien heard Ladybug call upon her lucky charm. He worried about her more than he would like to admit.

Plagg had rushed into a nearby store, careful to avoid the fight taking place not too far away. Looking for the medical supplies he stumbled upon the cheese. Of course that would have to wait until his favorite holder was safe. Once he found the medical aisle he grabbed as much as his little self could.

Adrien could barely stay awake now. He prayed that Ladybug or Plagg would be quick. Time passes and Plagg would come back. He slowly unwrapped the gauges and bandages and pressed them to the bloody mess that was his chest.

Ladybug ran into the alleyway with her eyes to the ground. "Cat Noir" she stated "are you okay?" Her voice was laced with concern. The spotted hero kneeled down to her cat. She put her arms out for him to take to his wound. Shaking he pulled her hands to his chest. From there she proceeded to press her hands to the wound. Adrien winced. "Sorry." Ladybug quickly responded to him.

"Don't-" Adrien stuttered "apologies."

"You need help I can't give kitty."

"My identity. I can't"

"I have a mask you can wear."

"Medical history."

Ladybug sighed "you're right...."

There was no more time to wait. Ladybug grabbed her bug phone and called for help. She explained they can't learn of his identity and tried to figure out how to prevent them from knowing. The operator reassured her that the EMT's would do their best. After thanking the person on the phone she hung up.

"Plagg" he pulsed "claws out."

"What are you-"

He pulled his body down and into her lap. He was scared and needed the comfort, the reassurance everything would be alright. Ladybug played with his soft hair as the two waited.

Adrien knew whatever was next he would be okay. The slash would heal and one day be a scar he could be proud of. Of course it wouldn't stay that way as it would become a painful reminder of the monster who would kill a child, the monster who was his father.

#miraculous ladybug #febuwhump #Febuwhumpday5 #adrien agreste #monarch ml #ladybug #febuwhump2023 #mlb fanfic #miraculous season 5 #miraculous ladybug whump #cat noir #whump #thats gonna scar #miraculous #miraculous whump #Adrien agrest whump #cat noir whump #mlb angst #cat noir needs a hug

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nyxicnymph · 2 years

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Writing request. What about the prompt ‘you’ve protected me, now it’s my turn’ - post-Season 1, Ivan Bruel protecting Marinette from a collapsing building during an Akuma attack after she helped him confess to Mylene. Fluff and Angst would be recommended in that he survives.

:0 thanks for requesting! I had a lot of fun with this! I can't believe this is like. the only thing I've written and posted for this fandom despite having been here for a long time! I really hope you like it!

Rating: teen+ Warnings: blood and injuries, possibly OOC Chat Noir but honestly the show does him dirty anyways, ending might be rushed or weird. Summary: read above <3 Notes: I... really really like writing Marinette's POV. Wordcount: 1878 words whoops

You’ve Protected Me, Now it’s My Turn

Marinette cursed her poor luck once again. An akuma just had to strike now?? While her class was on a field trip, and she couldn’t get away. Looks like it was time for the good old “get caught by the akuma” plan.

Except the Akuma was outside, and she was inside. And even for poor scatterbrained civilian Marinette, dashing outside just doesn’t make any sense, in addition to her being locked inside this room. She was going to have to resort to something else.

The Akuma was huge, and carelessly wrecking whatever might stand in it’s way. Marinette eyed it from where she was standing near Ivan and Mylene. Their group, including Juleka and Rose, had been sent away with a different guide to check out the music editing software that this company used to help boost big name artists like Jagged Stone or even XY to the top of the charts.

Juleka and Rose had had to leave for the restroom a few minutes before the akuma struck, and when it did, their guide panicked and left the room, taking the master key with him, and effectively locking these three in the room together.

Marinette bit her lip nervously as she watched the giant roam the street outside. The huge man was a shiny steel, but a small blue and red pin on his chest caught her eye. That had to be where the Akuma was.

“How are we supposed to get out of here?” Mylene asked suddenly, dragging Marinette out of her focus stupor. “Shouldn’t there have been an emergency release button in case of Akuma attacks?”

“That’s only a requirement for the newer buildings around here,” Ivan said. “This one hasn’t gotten around to adding them yet.”

“They should! This is dangerous! And terrifying…” she added, clinging closer to Ivan as a tremor went through the building.

Marinette hummed in thought. “We need to either pull off the keypad and mess with the wires so we can open the door, or break the door down with something. We’re too high up here.”

“I can’t believe our guide abandoned us!” Mylene shouted in righteous anger. “We’re just kids! Just because Ladybug can fix everything doesn’t mean we should be left alone in a dangerous situation.”

“I know,” Marinette agreed. The complacency of the adults in Paris was one thing that really frustrated her. If the Police would just work with her, she could expose or capture Hawkmoth! But they didn’t.

Ivan spoke up. “If Nino or Max were here, we could probably do the wires thing. But since they’re not…” He knocked on the door. “I can try to bust it down?”

“If it’s too hard, Ivan…” Marinette trailed off as he grabbed an empty table and started banging on the door.

She glanced outside and spotted a black speck dancing around the giant. Chat Noir had made it to the scene. But, of course, no Ladybug to be seen.

Marinette had left her phone at home that morning, something she hadn’t done on purpose but still regretted. Tikki was staring at her from her purse, clearly needing to say something, so Marinette turned to Mylene.

“Any updates on the Ladyblog?”

Mylene pulled it up. “She’s live streaming it!” The noise of the battle and Alya’s voice filled the room.

Marinette took her chance and dove under a desk. “I don’t know how to get out of here, Tikki!”

“You might have to take the chance of revealing yourself!”

Things must be bad if Tikki was saying that.

They had a quick talk, then Marinette tucked her purse away again, and stood up. “I didn’t find anything that could help-”

“Marinette, look out!” Mylene screamed as the building shook.

Ivan shoved Mylene under the closest deck before jumping for Marinette, sheltering her small body as the ceiling collapsed on top of them.

The dust cleared and Marinette’s ears rung. She pushed at Ivan’s shoulder as she coughed.

“Thank you.”

She was met with nothing more than a groan, and she panicked. She scrambled out from his protective grasp.

“Ivan?!”

His eyes opened slightly. “Marinette?”

Her panic increased as she saw the amount of building around them, and the wounds he had. “Stay awake!”

“Ivan!” Mylene yelled, clambering over from her desk. “Ivan, what were you thinking?!”

“Needed… to protect… Marinette…”

“Why?!” Both girls asked, Marinette’s panic getting worse by the second. She needed to get out of here, but she needed to know what he was talking about.

“She helped me with you… Protected me from myself… My turn…” His eyes slipped shut, and Mylene frantically shook him.

“He needs medical attention! Marinette! What are you doing?”

Marinette had made a decision, standing up from beside Ivan. “Keep him safe! And keep my secret!”

“Your secret?”

Marinette sprinted towards the now gaping hole in the wall, yelling her transformation phrase. Pink sparkles ran over her form, and by the time she jumped off, she was fully transformed into Ladybug.

Rage and fear coursed through her veins in tandem with adrenaline as she used her yoyo to speed towards the Akuma. She had to deal with this Akuma, now. She’d deal with the logistical nightmare of Mylene and possibly Ivan knowing her identity later.

She landed beside Chat Noir quickly, and before he could speak, she said. “No puns, I need to take him down right now.”

Her partner straightened up and nodded. He was not going to argue with the look on her face. “What can I do, Ladybug?”

“Let’s find out. LUCKY CHARM!”

A bag of flour fell out of the sky, and Ladybug had more sense than to catch it. She jumped back, and it fell at her feet with a dull “thunk”.

Chat Noir was just as confused as she was, and a little spooked. “Flour?”

She stared at it for a moment, and noticed on of the seams was close to busting. A plan formed in her mind.

“Swap weapons with me.” As he did, she explained the rest of her plan. “Take the yoyo, and swing up towards his face. Distract him and try to push him backwards, then I’ll trip him with this. His head is going to land on the sack of flour, which I’m going to put at the end of that road right there. The Akuma is in the blue and red pin, I’m almost certain of it. Cataclysm it once his vision is obscured.”

“Yes, Ma’am!” Chat saluted, taking the spotted yoyo, and the sack of flour. “I’ll set this up for you, as well.”

“Fine. Be fast, he can’t spot you until you’re ready to distract him!”

Chat nodded and took off, sprinting across rooftops with more speed and agility than she would expect from someone carrying a bag of flour. She started making her way down, not quite to street level, but close.

She eyed the immense destruction around her as her earring beeped once. This was by far one of the most destructive akumas, if not the most. She watched Chat set the flour down in exactly the right spot, and flashed him a thumbs up. Then he zoomed off past her to go grab the giant’s attention.

He did his part splendidly, and as the giant stepped backwards, Ladybug pushed the button on the baton that extended it out, holding it down until it was lodged sturdily between two buildings.

It happened quickly.

The giant fell backwards, and landed on the flour sack, obscuring his vision. Chat tossed the yoyo back to her as he activated his cataclysm and destroyed the pin. Ladybug wasted no time in catching, cleansing, and releasing the akuma, and as he returned to normal, she sprinted for the deflated bag of flour.

She grabbed it, and without stopping, threw it into the air. “MIRACULOUS LADYBUG!”

She watched it dissolve into millions of magical ladybugs, then joined Chat Noir beside the victim. She gave him a soft smile, noting his dirty work clothes, and a variety of scars. She offered his pin back to him, noting that it was a workers’ union pin, and everything clicked in her mind.

“The steelworks aren’t offering enough compensations, are they?” She asked. The man shook his head. “Then maybe I- we? -need to stop by with some authorities to help.” Her earring beeped for the second- no, the third -time, and she stood. “Leave a message on the Ladyblog, okay? I really have to go. Pound it!”

She fist bumped Chat Noir, and sprinted off, using her yoyo to get back to the building she’d started in as fast as possible.

She saw Mylene and Ivan by the window as she returned, and she nearly hesitated. She could try to pretend it hadn’t happened, but that wouldn’t be right. So she let them open the window for her, and she dropped the transformation as she landed on the floor.

“I’m so glad you’re okay, both of you,” she sighed in relief.

Mylene hesitated. “Marinette…”

“Later,” she said, pointing to the door. “I’ll text you both about today, but our guide should be coming back any minute now. Please, don’t tell anyone.”

“Of course we won’t,” the couple said.

The guide returned then, and the rest of the field trip was promptly canceled, with everyone sent home to their families.

Marinette glanced at Adrien as he got into his family car. A part of her wished he’d been in that room with them, but it was already bad enough that Mylene and Ivan had been with her.

Still. As long as all her friends were okay, a little sacrifice was worth it.

And Marinette couldn’t lie to herself. It might be nice to have some people cover for her.

She’d just have to tell Chat Noir quickly.

She walked with Ivan and Mylene for most of the way, since they both lived in the same area as she did. Alya had long since split off, so there was no one questioning her about why she was with these two instead of her other friends.

“Can we talk about earlier?” Mylene whispered.

“You didn’t imagine it. It’s completely true. I’m technically not supposed to reveal to anyone, but even Tikki acknowledged that the situation would be incredibly hard to resolve if I didn’t.”

“Tikki?”

Marinette wordlessly opened her bag so Tikki could wave at the two of them over her cookie, before closing the bag. “She’s the source of the whole thing. No Tikki, no cool things.” Marinette purposefully worded her sentences so the people around them wouldn’t figure anything out.

“Don’t worry, Marinette, we won’t tell anyone. Cross our hearts,” Mylene said, Ivan nodding in agreement.

Marinette could have cried. “You have no idea how much that means to me.” She hugged them both. “I’m glad you’re both okay, I hope you know.”

The three of them stood in front of the Bakery like that for a few minutes, before Marinette pulled away. “I’ll bring you something before you guys go home. Consider it a ‘thank you’ gift.”

The couple smiled as she dashed inside and grabbed them each one of their favorite treats, paying her mama for them out of her own pocket.

And thus a deeper friendship was born.

~end~

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katydoodles · 8 months

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Shadybug got me back into this brain-rot again.

#shadybug #mlb spoilers #paris special #miraculous ladybug #ladybug #mlb fanart #ml #edge lord #marinette #multivers?#i kinda thought it was a good edit #but seeing its official im so happy #GIVE ME THE ANGST #SHE CAN STEP ON ME #i would ship shadybug with cat walker #toxinelle

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rwsdarw · 2 months

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Hate this but whatever

#miraculous lb #miraculous fanart #mlb #miraculous ladybug #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #adrien agreste #chat noir #gabriel agreste #father angst #I miss my dad horribly

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ratottoman · 1 month

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I think she would be the first to resent her miraculous Shes for sure a swiftie

(Lyrics from: would’ve could’ve should’ve by Taylor swift)

#digital art #miraculous au #miraculous fanart #miraculous ladybug #sketch #ml ladybug #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #mlb au #marinette dupain cheng #ladybug and chat noir #ml marinette #miraculous marinette #mlb marinette #mlb angst #wouldve couldve shouldve #taylor swift #my beloved

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tranqviridii · 3 months

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“Somethin’ Stupid” - Frank Sinatra

For those who can’t read my writing:

The time is right, your perfume fills my head

The stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue

And then I go and spoil it all

By saying somethin' stupid like, "I love you"

Roughly the first time i’ve drawn the mlb characters and using tumblr but I really wanted to get this idea out so please don’t mind that it’s messy :) I can very much see how Ladynoir can fit into the entire song so give the song a listen too!

#miraculous ladybug #mlb comic #mlb fanart #ladynoir #chat noir #ml ladybug #my art #sobbing #I LOVE THEM SM #mlb shipping #angst #mlb angst #Spotify

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wisteriasymphony · 2 months

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“I- I don’t understand! Adrien, there’s a wedding dress in there! A wedding dress, and it’s not mine!”

“Darling, please—“

“Please just tell me you bought it for me! I- I’ll overlook the cigarette burns on it and the way it got stained, just please tell me it wasn’t meant for someone else! Tell me the truth!”

Adrien thought for a second, chewing his lower lip.

“I’ve always been meant to love you, Marinette,” he said, his guilt only compounding with how much he had to force that name out of his mouth. “…But I didn’t choose to.”

Marinette was dizzy from weeping, and she was not the person who knew how to sift through his riddles and ways of obfuscating truth. “…What do you mean..?”

He couldn’t look at her as he said it. He wouldn’t want to look at Marinette ever again. Had he ever wanted to?

“Please don’t say you’re cheating on me,” she whispered.

“…No. If anything,” he paused, feeling compelled to look her in the eyes but refusing to, “I’ve always felt like I’ve been cheating on her, with you. And I never even wanted it.”

Forgetting who the dress belonged to, Marinette clutched it to her chest like a child. “Never wanted what? Me? We’ve been married, we’ve been in love for all this time and you never even meant it?”

“No, I have, you just weren’t my first choice—“

She was going through the rest of the box now, scattering the contents across his closet. “What else am I going to find in here, Adrien? Love letters? Lockets? Wedding rings? Did I ever mean anything to you?”

“We didn’t even have the chance to do such a thing, Marinette!”

“The chance?! —Adrien, we have children together now! You expected to hide this from all of us for the rest of our miserable lives?!” Her tears only grew louder and more fervent upon finding the jackets—each neatly folded, with the smell of his lost love still lingering. “You’re not the man I feel in love with! Or— Or maybe you are! And I just fell in love with a sick, miserable man! How dare you, Adrien Agresté.”