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Intertwined

My gift for @aurordraws for the @mlsecretsanta gift exhcange! I’m so so so sorry it’s late but time got away from me and then tumblr didn’t cooperate but here we go! Happy holidays! 

(AO3)

“Come on, I promise you this will be fun!”

No response.

“It’s almost Christmas and this is the closest thing we’ll get to having snow”

Still nothing.

“I’ll buy you an ice cream if you at least try it out?”

Marinette smiled in satisfaction when her newest client, Leo, an eight year old little boy who was the son of one of her dad’s friends, hobbled out onto the ice. Design School was expensive, something she’d found out about half a semester in. The good thing was that she had gotten considerably better at babysitting over the years. 2 kids a day at $12 an hour for five days a week and she’d have enough money to pay for classes...eventually. It was the holiday season now though which meant a considerable increase in clients, given all the gift shopping that required certain little ones to not be present. Marinette quickly found out that the ice rink was a big hit with the kids. Usually. They learned something new and got as close to winter as one could get in Paris. Besides, Philippe loved the increased enrollment in youth figure skating classes during that time of year.

Marinette though? She loved visiting the ice rink for a different reason. The place was covered in blue hues all around. Everything from the neon fluorescent lighting that bounced off of the ice to the navy details embroidered on the white rental skates. But one very specific shade of blue stood out amongst all the others. One that was usually only present during the season and on select days otherwise. One which stood out everywhere else but blended in perfectly here. One that she just couldn’t get enough of. It was the very shade that she was staring at now, so intensely that she didn’t realize she had reached the end of the rink.

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Ahhh I’m screaming this is so cute!!!! Thank you so much 😭💖❤️

Merry Christmas @my-bugabooo! Have some holiday KagamixMarinette! 

Love your Secret Santa ;) 

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Happy Birthday, Miss Bustier

Every year, Bustier looked forward to her birthday. All the teachers got together for drinks after school, and Bustier go show off all the wonderful presents her students got her. One gift in particular always was sure to wow.

However, the school year had been different than the previous ones. It had been a difficult year. The class seemed to be in a civil war. Marinette’s side versus everyone else. Caline was forced to expel Marinette after she was caught cheating. Only for it be revealed that she never cheated and Lila had a terrible disease that caused her to lie. The explosion was reversed and Bustier chalked it up to the students as terrible mistake.

Though the look Marinette had given her when she returned to class sent shivers up her spine.

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Ladybug! It would be Dragonbug to you, Chloe.

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very self indulgent kagaminette

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I’m screaming omg like just imagine Mari constantly carrying spare chanclas in her bag to whip around and throw at people when they’re annoying her

Ok but....

ML au where everything is the same except Marinette is Mexican American-French who was born and raised in Texas before moving to Paris when 9 yrs old. She's part French bc of Tom and Mexican bc Sabine is Mexican who grew up in America.

Please...someone make headcanons in how things would change. Please?

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Asdfg okay Mari would totally say y’all all the time

-Gina is very proud of who she is and Mari has taken after her so she would totally be this odd yet perfect mix of southern belle/chicana/Asian culture and fashion

-She celebrates all the holidays from Chinese New Year to Día de los Muertos to thanksgiving so her year is always jam packed

-A multilingual Queen! She’s fluent in English and French and can understand a pretty good amount of Mandarin and Spanish (it’s not perfect but it’ll do)

-Mari coming off as very kind and innocent, calling everyone honey and sweetie, showing up the first day of school in the prettiest hand sewn pastel pink dress she designed just for the occasion

-It’s not until the weekend when the class is hanging out together that she shows up in Chicana fashion complete with dark red lipstick because “it’s comfortable, cute, and I like it, whats the problem?”

-Nobody can compete with Mari when she gets mad/irritated. She has boatloads of sass but also southern charm and half the time you can’t immediately tell when she’s insulting you because it sounds so calm and collected. You can bet when Lila shows up she’s obliterated almost immediately.

-lowkey reverse love square because Ladybug’s inner rebel (part of it is the chicana culture, part of it is the deep need to be anything but proper) loves Chat’s leather getup and Adrien is obsessed with confident!proud!Mari who could care less what others think

-she’s also his first glimpse into something other than the bougie designer clothes his dad makes him wear all the time and he loves seeing her unique designs mixing every part of who she is

-speaking of! Her designs are a hundred percent her, she’s constantly combining traditional Asian and Mexican styles with a southern belle/pageant girl aesthetic and nobody knows what she’s gonna do next can you say icon

-Anyway this was more than I thought I’d think of but I love me a cross cultural iconic Queen

Ok but....

ML au where everything is the same except Marinette is Mexican American-French who was born and raised in Texas before moving to Paris when 9 yrs old. She's part French bc of Tom and Mexican bc Sabine is Mexican who grew up in America.

Please...someone make headcanons in how things would change. Please?

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What Your Favorite Miraculous Ladybug Ship Says About You

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loosely based on something that happened to me

my ko-fi!

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tHIS IS SO CUTE!!!!! I LOVE 😍

you’re on repeat (with me)

tysm for 4k followers! as a way to celebrate and give my thanks, i will be posting 4 fics, each one dedicated to a different side of the love square… 

first one up? adrienette!

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There was nothing that compared to the thrill of being near Marinette, Adrien realized. Nothing, no matter how hard he attempted to find something.

The way she smiled would easily defeat the way his heart accelerated after each leap off a building. A simple and quick hand brushing against his seemed a thousand times more exhilarating than any suit transformation. And gazing at her face, Adrien was sure he would feel more adoration with one glance than all the times he had looked over Paris combined.

Marinette had him completely and utterly over the moon, even if she hadn’t realized it yet.

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youtuber!au + the obligatory drama

I just binge-read @lenoreofraven ‘s beauty guru!au and am obsessed so I present my take on the drama because I live for it wanted to write something!

So yeah, most if not all of the class has a youtube channel. They vary in category but they’re all pretty popular and not just in France. That being said, they all like to keep their personal lives pretty private. Whenever rumors circulate they more often than not just let them fizzle out (unless it’s something ‘bad’ in which case, yeah they’ll address it)

There’s a running joke floating around the internet about how all these really entertaining and actually super talented people apparently all go to the same school like “what do they put in their water have you seen all of them?!”  

When Adrien starts he’s a little intimidated because he may have been shut off from the world but he still had internet. He gets to class and finds all these big name personalities sitting around the room spitballing ideas and brainstorming and he freaks out a little on the inside because yeah, he may be a model and have connections but these people are famous through their own volition, you know?

He tries to hide how excited he is and doesn’t do the best job of it. Everyone finds it endearing though and very quickly take to him. Soon enough he’s pinballing back and forth between everyone’s channels, occasionally appearing for a few seconds (and even a couple minutes every now and then) in videos and another meme is created (the DuPont cryptid??!!)

But everything changes when Lila transfers to Francoise DuPont though (she’ll never admit that her sole reason for transferring was to join this one class). What was once very private personal lives became common knowledge because Lila didn’t care who she had to throw under the bus, she would get more views than all of them

She especially doesn’t like Alya because dueling beauty gurus and everything. Which, of course, means that she befriends her first. At first, it’s little things. Like Lila using a look Alya did a while back and not giving credit which people call her out for but Alya brushes it off. She eventually likes her enough that the two of them do a collab together (and then another, then another…) and Lila’s sub count shoots up since Alya has a lot more subs than she does. They never collab on Lila’s channel though.

Marinette is the one who starts to get a little suspicious because the more Lila’s sub count goes up, the less time she spends with Alya. Marinette watches as she goes from her to Nino, promising she’ll send a link to his channel to ‘a director she knows’. She stars in one of his shorts, takes the subs that roll in then she moves on to Max. She tells him that she knows these big name game creators in Silicon Valley or something and he soon puts her on his channel too.

Marinette, who’s been convinced by Adrien that it’s best not to engage, doesn’t say anything about it for a while. But then things sort of blow up.

Alya starts talking to Lila about this huge collab her and Marinette were talking about doing for the Halloween season. She tells her all about the first couple of looks she’s planning and next thing Alya knows Lila is uploading a video titled Halloween Preview! (A breakdown of future looks!)

Alya is fuming. She had her sketches done, planned, and bought new products for this specific occasion and Lila literally takes every single one of her ideas. In the heat of the moment she posts her sketches on twitter along with the caption ‘Me and @maridesigns have been planning Freak Week for literally months and then this happens?! At least I know how fake some people are now’

It only takes a minute or two to realize what she’s done and she quickly deletes the tweet but people have already seen it. Marinette, who was in the process of filming with Adrien and Nino, starts getting flooded with notifications. The three of them quickly investigate and find screenshots of Alya’s now deleted tweet along with one from Lila that says ‘People will really try to steal all of your hard work when they’re jealous huh’

No one in the friend group comments about it online but in class the next day it’s more than a little tense. Everybody is really supportive of each other and they had all heard about this thing Alya and Marinette were planning, even giving them ideas and their opinions and such during their separate outings together so they all know that Lila completely stole Alya’s looks.

Lila, being who she is, doesn’t pay attention or really care what anyone else is doing so she doesn’t know that they’ve all been helping with the brainstorming for Alya and Marinette’s Freak Week. She walks into class and immediately marches up to Alya and starts this rant about how betrayed she feels and how she can’t believe she’d do something like that and everyone is a little shocked by Chloe of all people bursting out with laughter halfway through Lila’s rant

“Puh-lease! I may not like Cesaire that much but I gotta give her some credit, those looks scream ‘the Alya brand’. Besides, I’m the one who helped her think of the Ladybug inspired look during Mendeleiev’s class last week.”

They all quickly come to the shocking realization that Lila had lied about almost everything that she’s told them since her transfer. By lunch they’ve all removed the videos on their channels that she was in, which is a good amount considering how insistent she had been on doing videos together, and the internet notices.

The class as a whole all just sit back and watch as people start pointing out how Lila has stolen looks before and how Alya had in fact teased one of the looks Lila had used in her video a couple of weeks back. They connect that to the fact that everyone in the group has removed videos featuring her but otherwise gone silent for the time being and start speculating on what’s going on behind the scenes. 

The drama channels have a field day.

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After working for Audrey Bourgeois for four years Marinette is sure that she’s prepared to handle Gabriel Agreste. And for the most part she’s able to manage everything thrown at her with little difficulty. Upon moving back to Paris, though, she acquires a new set of problems she doesn’t know how to deal with. One: her final year of school. Two: the newly added difficulty of moonlighting as a superhero. And three: Adrien Agreste, who hates her just as much as she hates him. 

Have and enemies to friends to lovers au because I am complete trash for this trope. I’ve never written for ML so this is a first but if anyone is curious hmu 

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Message Belatedly Received

It’s probably been months since Marinette had opened up her most treasured (non-magical) possession. Which truly is a crime, but it couldn’t have been helped. Things have been particularly busy, ever since Alya had found and returned her lost sketchbook all that time ago. 

Hawkmoth had went on a rampage for a solid month, specifically targeting Chat Noir, and in that time, hadn’t even demanded the Ladybug or Black Cat Miraculous. In fact, all of his attacks seemed angry, overly violent, and uncoordinated. Marinette worries that their nemesis may very well be going off the deep end, and had been taken hold of by a bout of insanity. 

There was also the matter of Adrien. He had taken special interest in frying her internal circuitry, and she can’t for the life of her figure out why. Not that she was complaining, of course, but… 

No, yeah, she’s definitely complaining.

Having the object of her affections flirting with her every day should have been a dream come true for her, but in actuality, it’s a total nightmare. She hasn’t been able to get a coherent sentence out around him for ages, which is a huge step backwards on all the progress she made! She’s been coming home feeling absolutely mortified almost every single day, and at this point, she just can’t handle it anymore.

But, for the past three days, Adrien has not been in school, giving her time to finally get over all her embarrassment, think hard about his recent behaviour, and finally, jump, dance, squeal, and gush in absolute joy over the development.

Which ultimately led her to remembering the forbidden sketchbook.

How could she have possibly forgotten about it?!

She berates herself rather harshly for making such an error. She’s not one to forget something so important so easily, especially for that length of time. At the very least, even if she didn’t have the time to add anything, she should have thought or remembered it at least once!

There’s no use dwelling on that, however. Now that she actually has the free time, there’s no question on what she’s going to use it for.

With a look of fierce determination, Marinette draws out her mighty pencil from her desk drawer, and flips the forbidden sketchbook wide open.

And then she nearly has a stroke. 

There’s a sticky note in it, peeking out ever so slightly behind pages that cover over it.

Alya had promised that she hadn’t look in it, and that she never would, but somehow, there was a sticky note in it, and she sure as hell wasn’t the person to put it there. 

Hand shaking, she lets her pencil clatter to the desk, and hastily flips through the pages. She lands on the last of the occupational pages, where she had drawn Adrien in his pajamas, cuddled up with their three possible future children, the top of the page labelled Stay-At-Home Dad.

This one’s my favourite! :D

Her hear stutters to a stop. She recognises that handwriting.

As soon as realisation sets in, her heart restarts, then beats ten times faster.

Abruptly, she stands up, her chair forcefully pushed to roll across the room and slam into her bedroom wall. She flips to the first page, then lets a strangled noise emit from her throat.

There’s another sticky note.

Your designs are awesome! I can’t wait to see this when the time comes! ;)

Beside the sticky note is her in her wedding dress. Her face goes bright red as she lets out a whimper.

“Marinette?”

Tikki flits out from her corner, cookie crumbs on her cheeks, looking at her current Ladybug in concern. The expression on Marinette’s face isn’t anything new, especially recently in the wake of Adrien’s advances, but it’s certainly strange to be seeing it on her within the confines of her bedroom. 

“Are you alright?”

Unable to gain control of her mouth fast enough, Marinette nods almost violently, snatching the forbidden sketchbook and pressing it flush against her chest. 

“Don’t worry, I won’t look,” Tikki says in slight amusement. “Well, if you say you’re alright, I believe you. But if you need anything, just ask, alright? Or… snap your fingers, if you go nonverbal.”

At Marinette’s agreeing nod, Tikki goes back to her corner to consume more cookies.

With her kwami no longer inquiring, Marinette takes in a few deep breaths, willing herself to calm down enough so that her face is no longer a furnace.

“I’m gonna– balcony!“ Marinette cringes, but knows that Tikki’s familiar enough with her babble to know what she’s trying to say.

“Alright! Be careful though, it’s chilly!”

“Right, yeah!”

A minute or three later, Marinette is bundled up in one of her spare blankets like a burrito, resting against the lounge chair on her balcony. The cold air stings her cheeks, and it’s exactly what she needs to gather up the will to continue.

She opens the sketchbook up again, and flips to the next page, featuring Adrien in his wedding suit.

I like how I look here. I look happy and loved. 

I want that.

She closes her eyes and simply breathes, feeling tears gathering up behind her eyelids, chest feeling full and warm despite the cool air. She takes a moment to herself before she continues on, flipping pages until she gets to the next sticky note.

I’d make a pretty handsome professor, wouldn’t I?

She lets out a surprised laugh. She was going for the dorky, borderline conspiracy theorist look, with unkempt hair, a wide grin, and a tacky tie, having him gesturing animatedly towards a chalkboard in front of a class.

Yeah. He’d be a pretty handsome professor.

She continues.

Hey, you give me too much credit. I love fencing, but am I really gold-medalist material?

Rugby? As a career? And ruin this pretty face? My father would have a coronary. 

Okay, your idea of being a model looks so much more fun than my father’s idea. Yes please.

Baker? I can’t bake. I’d love to learn, though. I wouldn’t mind continuing the family business. Think your dad would teach me?

You know, I’ve never thought about being in a band full-time. I love that idea.

Ice dancing? Okay, I won’t deny I was interested in those lessons, but I think I’m too old to start a full-time career out of it at this point. Or was that figure skating?

She keeps flipping until she finally lands back onto the Stay-At-Home Dad page, smiling so widely it’s almost painful. 

Adrien was giving her input on their shared future. He made no comments about how it isn’t guaranteed, or that he didn’t like her like that, or that he was upset with her, or that he liked someone else. No, instead he went along with it, seemingly happy with this find, and narrowing down the options for their future paths. 

But, she can’t deny that the occupational pages and the wedding pages weren’t the most important ones. It’s what came after that truly mattered. And she can see the outline of the next sticky note against the page, so she knows he’s seen it.

Taking in a deep breath, she flips the page.

Hugo Dupain-Cheng-Agreste.

Louis Dupain-Cheng-Agreste.

Emilie “Emma” Dupain-Cheng-Agreste.

They’re beautiful.

You’re beautiful. 

Thank you.

The tears that had been threatening to spill finally break free, rolling down her cheeks, and she smiles so wide she’s almost embarrassed, reaching a hand up to block the view of her grin.

“What do you got there, Marinette?”

She yelps and topples off the lounge chair, blanket slipping halfway down to her waist. Her head whacks painfully against the flooring, since her hands are too busy protecting the forbidden sketchbook to break her fall.

Chat Noir winces and helps the poor civilian up and back into her seat, apologising for startling her.

“It’s nothing, Chat Noir,” Marinette eventually responds, not too surprised to see him on her balcony. He’s been visiting more and more frequently lately, which is just another thing to add to the list of time-consuming distractions that’s kept her much too busy to even think about the forbidden sketchbook. 

Honestly. How dare that cat be part of the reason that led her to committing such a crime.

“You’re not the type to cry over nothing,” Chat Noir says simply, raising an unimpressed eyebrow.

“It’s not like they’re sad tears.”

“Happy ones, then?”

Her eyes dart away, cheeks going pink. Chat’s expression becomes devious.

“Of a boy, purrhaps?”

“That is none of your business.”

“Au contraire, mademoiselle! You have no idea just how much it is my business! But, since I am your absolute best guy friend ever, I promise not to push any more. Isn’t that noble of me?”

Marinette breathes out a relieved— and slightly amused— sigh, shooting her companion a grateful look. She looks down at the sketchbook, inspecting it to make sure it wasn’t damaged in the fall, then shuts it and places it on her lap. 

Unnoticed to her, Chat Noir’s eyes finally make contact with the object of her happiness, and his smile goes tender and soft. 

So, she’s finally noticed.

“It’s getting a little cold out here, don’t you think? Let’s go inside. Besides, last week you promised me we’d have an anime marathon. It’s Friday now and I’m getting antsy!”

Marinette laughs and shakes her head, kicking her blanket off her legs so she can stand up.

“Sure thing, minou. You know my desktop and Netflix password, I’ll go downstairs and sneak us some snacks.”

She flicks his bell.

“Be good.”

And with that, she descends into her bedroom and down the trap door, leaving a stunned superhero in her wake. 

Huh, Chat thinks, heart thudding rapidly against his ribcage. Would it be a rational response to move our marriage date up a couple years? Eighteen isn’t too young, right? Right.

To the surprise of no one, he thinks that with full sincerity.

To the surprise of everyone but Adrien, she would say yes. 

… But that’s a story for another time.

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Ladybug, holding a cauliflower in front of Carapace’s face: What is this?

Carapace: … A cauliflower?

Ladybug, to Cat Noir: Now tell Carapace what you think it is.

Cat Noir, arms folded: Ghost broccoli.

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Adrien:

I just imagined Lila being mean to Marinette in Marry that girl au and Adrien gets in the way. Adrien telling her to stop trying to hurt his future wife. (Whether Lila only heard this. Marinette heard this, or everyone in the class heard this) all 3 scenarios make me laugh

Ooo, that’s just hilarious. 

In the Marry That Girl AU, Adrien’s still trying to keep it on the down-low that he’s seen Marinette’s forbidden sketchbook, so if Marinette’s around, he’s going to hold back that “future wife” comment.

If Marinette’s not around, though? No holding back. 

Let’s say he hears Lila make a “subtle” comment about Marinette that’s meant to stir up drama, maybe to Nino or Alya, or just anyone else in the class. Adrien is going to hone in on that immediately. 

“Marinette’s just a bit clumsy, you know?” Lila says, speaking to a large group of their classmates. “And she seems to be late for quite a lot of stuff, always so busy. Don’t you think her position as class president might be too much for her? She has so much on her plate, she seems distracted almost all the time.”

“That’s funny,” Adrien says. “Marinette’s the most focused person I know. And she’s doing an excellent job as class president. Just last week she helped manage a fundraiser so Nathaniel, Marc, and Rose could put on a play they’ve been working on.”

He smiles sharply. Lila seems to be the only person to realise just how unfriendly that expression seems. “Of course, you must not know all of the things she did. I mean, you were traveling with your mom for so long, isn’t that right? But don’t worry, Lila, Marinette’s the type to plan ten steps ahead for everything, and even if she has to improvise, she’s always got a solution. She can handle anything.”

He leans in a little, whispering just low enough so the other classmates can’t hear. They’re too distracted to notice, anyways, all agreeing with Marinette’s competence, now talking about all the good things she’s done for them. All that work into stirring up some classroom drama has been washed away by Adrien’s defense. 

“I’d think twice before you talk about my future wife like that, Lila. You’re already on thin ice, don’t shatter the only support you’ve got under your feet.”

The expression on Lila’s face is truly comical. He can’t help but laugh. He walks away, moving towards the familiar silhouette of a girl in pigtails. He’ll keep an eye on Lila in the future, that’s for certain.

Now then. He’s got 5 minutes before his ride gets here. Time to flirt. 

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Hot take: ML but memes