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mlmxreader · 2 years
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Don't Touch What Doesn't Belong To You | Black Noir x gn!reader
Anonymous asked: "I'm sorry, is there a reason you're flirting with my boyfriend?" and “C’mon, you love me, really.” With Black noir?
summary: Noir has to fight tooth and nail to be able to take you to public events, but as much as he does love to have you there, he can’t deny that he does also have a slight jealous streak when it comes to certain people. 
tws: jealousy, swearing 
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Noir wasn’t the jealous type for no reason, he wasn’t jealous and possessive simply because he wanted to be or because he felt any particular kind of claim over you, no, if anything he was only jealous and only possessive if and when he had to be. And that, if he was honest, was rare; it always came as a surprise when Noir got jealous, but it was always towards the same two suspects. Homelander and Deep. When those two so much as looked your way, Noir was pulling you as close as he possibly could, sometimes even daring to lift up his mask so that his mouth was exposed, giving him the opportunity to bite and kiss at your neck, claiming you as his; but then the second they left, he was going back to being gentle with you again, soft touches and tender mumbles, even daring to laugh a little at your silly jokes and to let you slip one hand under his mask so that you could give him an earbud and let him listen to whatever it was you were playing. It was like a switch had gone off, and he suddenly became an entirely different person.
Often, if you were Vought events, such as premiers, he had to fight tooth and nail to bring you along with him; squabbling with Ashley over emails until she eventually caved and told him to fuck off. She didn’t like you, she never did, she didn’t think that you were marketable enough, she didn’t think that some nobody was good enough to be putting in the magazines and the papers and on television; she didn’t like you, and she made it very well known - but even she had to obey orders given to her by Stan Edgar, and when Noir went running to him about letting you be his date to those events, not even Ashley could say no, as much as she really wanted to. She couldn’t stand it, knowing that she would have to allow you to go, and would complain and grumble at you the entire time that you were there if you ever crossed her path. 
While attending one such event, though, you had left Noir for all of ten minutes so that you could go and chat to Maeve about something that you had been meaning to bring up with her, when you noticed that a photographer had gotten a little bit too close to Noir; you clenched your jaw, excusing yourself with a shake of the head before daring to walk over, taking Noir’s arm in yours as you smiled forcibly at them. 
“I’m sorry, is there a reason you’re flirting with my boyfriend? Or do you blush and hold the biceps of every Supe you come across?” 
The photographer swallowed thickly, opening their mouth to speak but then closing it again, eyes wide as they watched Noir sneak his arm around you to pull you closer, pressing his forehead against your neck. Admittedly, they did regret flirting with him, and they frowned as they sighed. “I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” 
“You are goddamn right it will not. Now, jog on,” you grinned, not even getting your moment in glory of seeing them run away with their tail between their legs as Noir dragged you behind one of the big promotional posters, lifting up his mask just enough to expose his mouth. 
He hooked his arms around your neck while you cradled his face in your hands, pulling him closer and grinning when he finally kissed you; it was harsh and desperate and you could feel the desperation in how he had you, you could tell that he was struggling so hard to keep himself held back and to not kiss you like that on the red carpet; he couldn’t do that just yet, the one thing that he couldn’t yet get anyone to agree to, letting him kiss his own damn significant other. He pulled away, pulling his mask down and grumbling quietly, pressing his forehead against yours gently, not wanting to accidentally knock you with his tough helmet. 
You smiled, daring to slowly and softly trace his jaw, a soft hum coming from the back of your throat. “I love you so goddamn much.” 
Noir nodded, pulling away completely and offering you his hand, giving it a little swing as he walked back out with you; he paused, posing for a picture with you and quite happily, quite smugly, holding up the hand that was holding yours as he waved. Out of the corner of his eye, though, he could see Homelander approaching, instinctively stepping a little front of you, getting between you and his teammate as he clenched his jaw tightly. 
“(y/n)!” Homelander called, putting on a happy and friendly face if only for the pictures. If only because looking like he was nice to you, a normal person, made him look good. “Hi!” 
He went to hug you, arms outstretched and a terrifyingly convincing grin on his face, but Noir stopped him, putting his hand on his chest and shaking his head slowly; a mere warning, and Homelander seemed to get the hint, backing up and showing his gloved palms. 
“Thank you,” you muttered in Noir’s ear, prompting him to nod a little as he stared at Homelander. “Can we, uh, can we go stand with A Train and Annie? Please?”
Noir pulled out his phone, daring to type a little message to the supposed leader of the Seven, trying not to ask so smug beneath his mask as he showed him the screen. 
“Don’t touch what doesn’t belong to you.” 
“Noir,” you grumbled, pulling at his arm a little. “Noir, can we go over there, now, please?”
Again, Noir nodded, shoving Homelander aside as he guided you over to the quieter and more private little area where A Train and Starlight were standing; you sighed heavily, relief flooding you, as you put your arm around him and stayed close to his side. He pulled his phone out again, showing you the screen after he had typed out his little message. 
“Fucking Homelander should know you don’t touch what doesn’t belong to you…” 
“I really do love you, so fucking much, y’know,” you told him, grinning as you dared to kiss the nose part of his mask. He recoiled a little, a soft growl coming from the back of his throat as he shook his head slowly. “C’mon, you love me, really.” 
He started to type on his phone again. 
“I don’t doubt that. It was cute 2 see you jealous earlier, tho”
“Yeah?” You mused, raising a brow. 
“Yeah <3”
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fetus-cakes · 2 years
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I'm really baffled by Noir's timeline in The Boys. So he was a full grown adult in the 80's, but he somehow had a childhood that included Chuck E Cheese pizza arcade mascots. Chuck E Cheese launched in 1977. I know it's not meant to be the exact same franchise but their world does follow the same timeline: WWII happened in the 40's, Reagan was president in the 80's, people use smartphones and internet in the present.
Pizzeria/arcade mascot restaurants didn't get extremely popular until the 80's, when Noir was already a full time hero arguing for more representation. I could believe that he got attached to the mascots as his comfort characters AFTER he suffered brain damage, but the scene specifically says he "made friends" with them when he was a child and they helped him through embarrassing moments when he was 13 years old. When was this? in the 70's? the 60's?
the real life Chuck E Cheese restaurants specifically have video game arcades, but video games didn't exist in the 60's. In fact restaurants designed for children didn't exist as a concept. It's not a stretch to say that children's restaurants came about when boomers started having children...in the 80's.
I guess it's possible for Noir to be very young (like 18-20) when Soldier Boy disappears and that he went to an extremely early version (possibly the first in the country) of the pizzeria/arcade restaurant in the 70's but man it's a stretch
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sleepysebris · 10 months
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felix exuberating theater-kid energy nonstop this season just makes me imagine his pv chat noir design being a parody of adrien's chat noir
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fiiniaofficial · 2 months
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The cat's meow!
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So I started watching Miraculous Ladybug near the end of last year! I didn't fully get at first why people were so into this show, until I got to the episode with the umbrella scene where Adrien and Marinette first met, and the concept stuff and potential of this series made me get hooked.
I like this hero(?) magical boy(?) design a lot.
Since I also grew up on a ton of magical girl series and saw a lot of magical cat themed boys and girls back then as a kid too, I felt quite nostalgic by this.
Claws on the gloves, big cat bell, belt as a cat tail and really animated expressions. I love it! So this and that and this and that, I drew it and feel quite happy with it now.
The colours were quite different before I made a blue exclusion filter on it, I am not sure which one I like the most honestly.
Yada yada, have dark background version and sparkles
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We love sparkles in this household
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bigfatbreak · 7 months
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i hope adrien fell first and i hope he hates his dad and i hope marinette thinks its sooo cute how much he hates his dad
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cookiedough77 · 2 months
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OK so in season 5 where gabriel has all the miraculous rings:
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IMAGINE he just... wore those ALL THE TIME, idk i thought this was funny:
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dumdolphin · 10 months
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adore
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kittygirl346 · 5 months
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This is the future mayor Chloé Bourgeois wants!!! Cat boys in captivity!!
Adult Chloe sketch inspired by Malediktator where chat acts like a real cat and is owned by the Bourgeois family
This is dumb . Lol.
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frishbi · 6 months
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continuing with my little series: green haired characters! :D
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glumby · 1 year
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femme adrien au more like miraculous lesbian
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mlmxreader · 2 years
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Quick Visit | Black Noir x gn!reader
Anonymous asked: May I request "Are you... goddamn, you cannot be jealous right now" with Black noir? Please and thank you?
summary: Noir's always had a possessive and jealous streak, it's just a shame that it comes out at times where it shouldn't.
tws: swearing, possessiveness, jealousy
Noir was no stranger to making it known that he was your boyfriend, as it wasn't rare for him to text you while you were at work, when he knew that other people would see the pictures he sent you of himself and the little text captions that went with them; he knew exactly what he was doing, and even though he often sent you various selfies while he was working so that he could check in on you, it was purposeful when he sent you certain pictures at work - ones of him topless with his mask still on, ones with rather raunchy captions. Just so that whoever saw would know that you were his.
But beneath his possessive tendencies, he was still sweet; if he got home first, he would do the cooking and the cleaning. He often brought you back little gifts when he could, he often brought back a fair few if he was gone for a while. Noir could be so sweet, but he was no stranger to jealousy.
So when you decided to visit him at Vought, and you were chatting to A Train, Noir couldn't help himself; he crept up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him, resting his head on your shoulder as he glared at A Train through his mask. You felt bad for Reggie, the look of fear in his eyes when he realised that you were Noir's significant other, but when you tried to continue the conversation, he knew that he would be alright. No one wanted to mess with Noir, but when you were making no move to leave, they often got the message that it was safe.
But when A Train was called by someone else, and he politely excused himself and asked if he could text you later to carry on your little conversation, Noir coaxed you back into his room; in an instant, he had you pinned against the door, easily lifting your legs up and holding onto your thighs as he let you wrap them around his waist.
"Noir!" You moaned softly, your hands on his shoulders as you clenched your jaw. "Are you... goddamn you cannot be jealous right now."
Noir nodded, pressing into you a little more.
"Get your phone," you panted, moving his mask up so that his lips were visible.
He did as you asked, pulling out his phone and sending you a quick text, "mine. want 2 kiss you, now."
You looked at it, then nodded, closing the distance and letting him properly pin you against the door as he took control; it was open mouthed and all breath and moans and shudders, but you loved it when he was like that. When he got rough and possessive and jealous, you adored it; he was usually so soft and gentle and tender, you loved it when he snapped and decided that he had to show everyone that you were his, and only his, and when he let go of one of your thighs, moving his hand round so that he could grab your ass, you let out a loud moan.
"Noir," the word came out so hoarse and raw that it was almost hard to hear. "Noir, wait a second."
He pulled away immediately, gently letting your legs go as he kept his hand on your ass, daring to send another text. "I'm sorry."
You shook your head, cupping his face in your hands as you smiled at him, a quiet laugh coming from the back of your throat. "It's okay. I... I'll admit it's really fucking hot when you get jealous like that, but... I'd rather we waited until we got home."
He nodded, pressing his forehead to your shoulder and wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as he could.
"I love you, too," you whispered, holding tightly onto him. "And, for the record? It's only because I don't want Homelander to walk in on us."
He laughed quietly, nodding. Nobody wanted that.
"I have the day free," you started, "and if you want, I could go down to that shop we like that does the iced coffees - if you're not busy we could chill out here?"
Noir pulled away only so that he could send you a text, "do you want the money?"
You shook your head, pulling down his mask again and pressing a kiss to his forehead, trying not to wince at how warm his helmet was. "My treat... same as always?"
Noir nodded. "Maybe get snacks?"
"Sure," you agreed with a grin. "How does fig rolls, dough balls and cheesy garlic bread sound?"
"Real nice," he texted back, "love you. stay safe."
"I'm always safe," you told him quietly. "Because I know I've got you looking out for me."
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himbionn · 8 months
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SHAKES HIM LOVINGLY
Undercut Adrien Undercut Adrien Undercut Adrien UNDERCU
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fumble-art · 9 months
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I dunno man I just missed his dumb lil face
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spacedoutcowgirl · 1 month
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whatever you do don't think about all the lonely dinners adrien agreste has every night. he's had a full day at school and an amazing date with his girlfriend, yet he sits at that giant table waiting for someone who will never show up. even though. he's like three feet away in another room.
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nobitchs-world · 3 months
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If you’re gonna make a smut fic please specify which sexual acts that will be in it I don’t want to be surprised attacked by a nigga getting his butt fingered
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elviradreaminess · 9 months
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Marinette on Zoom class 💕
A cute and funny illustration of Marinette crushing over Adrien during a Zoom class!
I made this quick drawing at the beginning of the pandemic when online classes were such a common thing for everyone, so this idea came up right away back then.
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