#ladybug oneshot

[frickingnerd]

secretly making out with chat noir

pairing: adrien agreste / chat noir x gn!reader

summary: your secret make out session with your superhero boyfriend gets cut short due to an akuma attack...

tags: secret relationship, secret make out session, clingy!reader, wholesome fluff, bits of angst (chat having to leave too soon)

“please don't stop… don't go yet!”

you were clinging onto your boyfriend, who had just pulled away from your lips after a few minutes of making out. the only few minutes of the day you even got to be with him!

“i have to. you know that…”

it pained chat to leave you already. he just got to see you again, when time was already up again. you both knew it would be like this. secretly dating a superhero wouldn't be easy. but every time you had to say goodbye hurt.

“just one more minute…”

you tried to bargain with chat, but he had to keep strong. he wanted to spend all the time in the world with you, but he knew he had to go again.

“i promise you, i'll make it up to you!”

he pressed a quick kiss onto your lips, before hopping out of the alley you two were hiding in, leaving you wondering when you got to see him again…

[sillysiluriforme]

this has been rattling around in my mind like a marle in an empty soda can, so I remember the "two bumbling lesbians in charge of an international power" and the only conclusion my mind can make outta that means Marinette fucking dupain-cheng and Lila "EU-brand CIA" Rossi is president and vice president respectively and thought "hey that would be good" and then I remembered that this whole au is [i assume] named after THE terror and I believe now the ladybug/Marinette presidency is the biggest shitshow in french history

YOURE ALMOST RIGHT ANON ! unfortunately for the french its a different pair of bumbling lesbians who have taken reign of the country....

[haikyuubby]

3005 ; cat noir

⋆.ೃ࿔*♡:･“no matter what you say or what you do, when i’m alone i’d rather be with you.”

↳ syn: you and cat noir have a interesting conversation after fighting a villain…

this will be part 6 to my valentine’s series!

❀ - fluff, female! miraculous holder! reader

h/n = hero name

“phew, glad that’s over.” cat noir says, struggling to catch his breath

“yeah, agreed.” you reply.

you two had previously just fought a villain, and it was late at night.

you had school tomorrow, but you knew that you had to complete this mission with cat noir.

luckily, the mission was a success.

“h/n, there’s something that i need to tell you.” cat noir says, out of nowhere.

“yes, cat noir?”

anxiety clouds your mind, not knowing what cat noir is about to say.

“i really like you, h/n.” cat noir admits.

his response flusters you, a confession like this wasn’t expected from cat noir.

“i like you too, cat noir. i still don’t know your real name or who you really are though, so can we even be together?” you ask.

cat noir frowns in response, feeling the truth in your statement.

you both go silent for a few minutes.

cat noir’s eyes light up, an idea coming to mind.

“i actually don’t care about hiding who i am from you, h/n. i know and trust you enough to reveal my true identity…”

cat noir’s suit turns into a t-shirt and plain jeans, revealing that he is adrien agreste, a popular boy from your school.

“ADRIEN?” you eyes widen in response, shock painted across your face.

adrien then grabs your arm, pulling you in close towards him.

“you don’t have to reveal yourself to me if you aren’t ready, h/n. i like you no matter who you are.” he says.

you lean your head on his shoulder, not saying anything in response.

as you two bask in the comfortable silence, adrien then pulls you in for a passionate kiss.

maybe soon you’ll reveal your true self to him.

[ladybunny44]

🎸 Strumming the Heartstrings 💔

Pairing : Luka Couffaine x Male!Reader

Genre : ❕️☁️

Word count : ~2000

Summary : Luka Couffaine has always been your best friend, his music the melody of your shared moments. But when he confesses his love for Marinette, your unspoken feelings for him are pushed aside. Despite the pain, you help him navigate his new relationship, only to discover that Marinette doesn’t return his love. When Luka realizes what’s been in front of him all along, a heartfelt confession and a tender kiss might just change everything.

TW/CW : Angst with a happy ending, emotional hurt/comfort and themes of unrequited love (brief)

NOTIFICATIONS ꩜ ₊ ⊹! : Reader is written as Luka's bestfriend and eventual love interest! 📚

『••✎••』

The sound of Luka’s guitar was the background to most of your days. Sitting cross-legged on his bed, flipping through comic books, you found comfort in the music he effortlessly created. You’d been best friends for years, but for the past few months, that comforting companionship had turned into something else—something deeper.

Unfortunately, Luka’s heart was set elsewhere.

You learned the hard way when he excitedly confided in you about his confession to Marinette. His words were hopeful and tender, his voice carrying that rare vulnerability he saved for music or moments with you.

“She’s so amazing,” Luka had said, his eyes soft with admiration. “I told her how I felt, and... she said yes.”

Your stomach had twisted painfully, but you’d forced a smile. “That’s great, Luka. She’s lucky to have you.”

You buried your feelings, choosing to be the best friend Luka needed. You even suggested date ideas and gave him advice, pretending the cracks in your heart didn’t exist. Every time he came to you, gushing about Marinette’s smile or how she inspired his songs, you’d bite back your feelings and nod along.

But one evening, everything changed. Luka showed up at your room, his usual calm demeanor replaced by a stormy sadness.

“Luka?” you asked, sitting up from where you’d been sprawled on your bed, comic book in hand. “What’s wrong?”

He closed the door behind him, his shoulders slumping as he sat down beside you. “She doesn’t love me,” he said quietly. “I was just... a distraction for her. From Adrien.”

Your heart ached for him, the sight of his pain overshadowing your own. Without hesitation, you reached out, resting a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m so sorry, Luka,” you said softly. “You don’t deserve that.”

For the next few days, you stayed by his side, helping him through the heartbreak. You listened when he needed to talk and gave him space when he needed silence. Despite your own feelings, you put Luka first, as you always had.

Adrien’s party was a chance for everyone to relax and unwind, but for you, it quickly became suffocating. Luka had seemed in better spirits, but as the night went on, you caught him staring at Marinette. She, in turn, was looking at Adrien, her expression wistful.

It was too much.

You excused yourself, weaving through the crowd until you found a quiet corner. The sight of Luka’s longing expression had stirred something raw inside you, and you needed space to collect yourself.

Unbeknownst to you, Luka had noticed your absence. He sought out Juleka, who was lounging by the refreshments, and asked if she’d seen you.

“You’re looking for him now?” Juleka asked, raising an eyebrow.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Luka asked, frowning.

Juleka sighed, crossing her arms. “You’re so oblivious, Luka. He’s always been there for you, hasn’t he? Always putting you first, even when it hurts him.”

Luka stared at her, confusion giving way to a dawning realization.

“He loves you, you idiot,” Juleka said bluntly, shaking her head. “And you’ve been too caught up in everything else to see it.”

Luka didn’t waste a second. He pushed through the crowd, scanning the room for you. When he didn’t find you inside, he stepped out onto the balcony, where the cool night air wrapped around him.

You were there, leaning against the railing, your hands gripping the metal tightly.

“Y/N,” Luka called softly.

You turned, surprised to see him. “Hey,” you said, forcing a smile. “Everything okay?”

Instead of answering, Luka closed the distance between you. He stopped a few feet away, his gaze searching yours.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Your heart skipped a beat. “Tell you what?”

“That you love me.”

You looked away, your grip on the railing tightening. “It doesn’t matter,” you said quietly. “You love Marinette.”

Luka shook his head, stepping closer. “I thought I did. But tonight, I realized... I’ve been so blind. You’ve always been there for me, Y/N. You’ve been my anchor, my inspiration, my everything.”

Your breath hitched as he gently placed a hand on your arm, turning you to face him.

“I don’t deserve you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “But if you’ll let me, I want to try. I want to be the person you’ve been for me all this time.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you searched his face, looking for any sign of doubt. But all you saw was sincerity.

“Luka,” you whispered, your voice trembling.

He leaned in, his hand gently cupping your cheek. His thumb brushed away a tear you hadn’t realized had fallen. Slowly, as if giving you the chance to pull away, he closed the distance between you.

When his lips met yours, it was soft and tentative, like the first notes of a melody. Warmth spread through you, and for the first time in weeks, the ache in your chest eased.

When you pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his breath mingling with yours in the cool night air.

“I’m sorry it took me so long to see what was right in front of me,” he murmured.

With a shaky laugh, you brushed a strand of hair from his face. “You’re an idiot,” you said, your voice soft.

“Yeah,” he agreed, a small smile tugging at his lips. “But I’m your idiot. If you’ll have me.”

The party faded into the background as the two of you stood there, wrapped in the quiet comfort of each other’s presence. Luka’s hand slipped into yours, and for the first time, you felt like you were exactly where you were meant to be.

[adaobiiii]

Luka Couffaine x Reader

Prompt : Luka tries to teach you how to play guitar. Again.

Pairing : Luka Couffaine x Reader, Luka x Reader

Warnings : None, Fluff

A/N : Un-edited. I set a 15 minute timer and didn't stop writing. This is what I came up with lol. Reader is gender neutral. No use of Y/N.

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You couldn't remember how you got into this position. Actually, you could. 

Luka, your incredibly sweet boyfriend, had invited you to his boat house during the weekend for much needed rest and relaxation. He'd seen the way school had been weighing down on your recently and wanted you to gain back some energy.

This was obviously achieved by the heavy amounts of hugs and kisses he granted you. So now you lay in your pajamas on his bed as he sat by the foot of the bed, playing his guitar. You watched in curiosity as his fingers swiftly ran over each string, the sound humming out gently into the room.

Suddenly, you got up, an idea quickly forming into your head. Getting off the bed, you knelt beside the boy, eyes boring into the side of his head waiting for him to take notice. 

The boy simply chuckled before turning to face you, an adoring look in his eyes. "Yes melody?"

You felt your face heat up slightly at the sweet pet name but remained focused. "Teach me how to play guitar." You didn't ask him, you demanded it. 

He immediately shook his head in disagreement and honestly you couldn't blame him. "Remember what happened last time I attempted to teach you how to play?" He was right, you seemed to have bad luck when trying to learn new things. A few months back, he had tried to teach you how to play guitar only to end up with 2 broken strings. 

You had obviously forgotten this incident seeing as you were where you are now. A small pout formed on your lips as you flopped onto his lap, he moved his guitar out of the way just in time. "Pretty please??? I'll pay so much attention this time I pinkie promise," you batted your eyes at him. Attempting to persuade him. Little did you know he didn't need much persuasion. He knew he would comply the second you had asked.

This was how you found yourself in this position. You sat between his legs, his guitar in front of you and his arms wrapped around you. At first it was quite easy, both you and Luka being shocked at how quick you were understanding the instrument. That was before you noticed just how close in proximity you both were.

You suddenly remembered why it was so difficult for you to successfully play last time. You knew Luka was a good looking guy, you could see it from a mile away. So being so incredibly close to his face? Feeling his breath on your neck? The way his arms subtly flexed around you as he guided your fingers to the right string? 

Your brain became fuzzy. What were you doing again? And with that, the first string snapped. The room was silent with both you and Luka looking at the instrument in shock. Before he could even utter a word, you groaned in annoyance, falling back on him. "I tried I promise," you looked up at him from where you lay on his chest.

"Really?" he hummed out, smirking at you. You rolled your eyes, quickly sitting up and moving out of his grasp. As you put the now semi-broken instrument on his guitar stand, you began to explain.

"It's not my fault my boyfriend is so pretty," you began to ramble. Turning to face him, you were met with a lazy grin as he sat leaning back, eyes never leaving your frame. "See! You're doing it right now," your voice turned frustrated. How was this fair? 

"It's alright," he tried to stifle a smile. "If you can't play the guitar cause I'm too hot, who am I to complain?" he shrugged, only making you even more flustered. He would most definitely be the death of you. 

[tumblingxelian]

Chloe Knows:

Apparently game Chloe knows Marinette is Ladybug, so I wrote this:

Summary: Chloé Bourgeois is perhaps the last person Marinette expected to see on her roof after having lost the Miraculous to Felix.

Chloé Bourgeois is also probably the person Marinette least wants to see on her roof.

Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, Chloe knows more than she's ever let on and that complicates things, but it just might end up helping too.

Chloe Knows:

The last thing Marinette expected to deal with right now was Chloe hanging out on her roof, arms folded and tapping her yellow jacket impatiently.

It was also the last thing Marinette wanted to deal with, save maybe finding Hawk Moth waiting for her. & that thought just sent her gut into a tailspin, so Marinette forced open her ceiling hatch and stalked onto the roof.

Chloe zeroed in on her instantly, hissing, "You kept me waiting!"

Marinette barely resisted the urge to grab and shake the blonde, because she had only just finished re-tethering herself after the disaster of losing the Miracle Box.

Still, she had just enough restraint to only force her way into Chloe's space, grounding out, "How did you trick my parents into letting you up here, Chloe?"

The blonde blinked confusedly, "I climbed?" She motioned to a discarded pair of gloves sitting in the rooftop bin. "Why would I talk to your parents about that anyway? This is our business."

Marinette tried very hard to parse that question but she was still trying to process Chloe having scaled her walls!?

"Because they-, I-" No she as not dealing with that right now. "Chloe we don't have business!" Marinette settled on, arms flailing.

"Normally we wouldn't, you made sure of that-"

"Oh I made sure of it?"

"Yes you," Chloe huffed, somehow the one affronted, "When you got me to be terrible for my mother, then made it impossible for me to be good as Queen Bee by taking Pollen. Now you go and lose her & the others? I thought you were at least cunning to pull that scheme off Dupain-Cheng, or are you just lucky!?"

Marinette technically 'heard' what Chloe said, but she didn't have the wherewithal to react to it. Not right now as her whole world felt like it was suddenly unreal and empty and yet crushingly full all at once.

"Hah, haha, what are you t- talking about? Me, take a pollen? I don't know what that is? I don't even like wasps!"

Chloe dragged her hands down her face, screaming into her palms, "You cannot be this thick, no one can, for the- I know you're Ladybug, I've known your Ladybug for ages. Now tell me how you lost the Miraculous!"

"I could never be-"

Chloe stepped forward, counting off on her fingers.

"Rena is Alya, Nino is Carapace, Sabrina the Hound, Max is Pegasus, Kim is monkey guy and Zoe is Vespera, very petty of you, kudos really. Need I list more?"

"I"

"I've seen your Kwami, do I need to grab your damned earrings!?"

Marinette's hands flew to them, and she flung herself back, then started to giggle, maniacally.

"Hahaha, of- of course, this is a nightmare! All a nightmare! I didn't fail, Chloe doesn't know anything, I didn't get tricked by Felix and doom Paris! Hahaha- OW!"

Chloe pulled her hand back and out of pinching distance.

"You're awake Dupain-Cheng & finally answered my question to boot. Felix, ugh!! What, did he pull that stupid 'I'm Adrien' stunt and you just tripped over yourself?"

"Actually-" Tikki cut in gently, drifting out of her bag. "There was no tripping that I recall, & he'd had help this time, as Adrien wished to stay in Paris so it was more believable."

Marinette felt like her throat was closing up as she rasped, "Tikki, why!?"

The Kwami turned to her, big eyes doleful, "I am sorry Marinette, but it was obvious she knew and has evidently known for sometime. I felt you continuing to try and cover this up would only make things worse not better."

"Good thing too, I was about to tackle her and shake you out of that bag-ah!"

Marinette grabbed Chloe, spun her around and trapped her against the nearest wall. Eyes wild and frantic, the command phrase to transform dancing on her lips.

"Where's Hawk Moth? What's your game Chloe!?"

"If this was a game I'd be having fun, also," Chloe brought her hands up, and sharply but lightly 'chopped' her way out of Marinette's grip with the sudden pressure on her elbows and then shot out of grabbing range.

"Uhu, you had your chance to straddle me and passed it up."

Marinette's overtaxed brain wanted to 'scream' at that particular mental image. But Ladybug Brain was taking over and she snapped.

"How long have you known? It can't be that long or Hawk Moth would have found out already. After Penal-Team, no after-"

"Are you kidding? I've known way longer than that," Chloe boasted.

"Then why doesn't Hawk Moth know? Why didn't you just Akumatize and bring him the Miraculous!?" Marinette hissed.

"Because I don't want him to win, obviously!"

"You say you want him to win all the time!"

"I say stupid stuff when I'm angry, sue me!"

"Marinette!" Her parents called, and she could hear them racing up the ladder and nearly tripping over one another in a bid to make it to the rood.

Tikki vanished back into her purse and Marinette stood stock still frozen as her parents clambered out. Her mother hugging her close and her dad stepping between her and Chloe.

"How did you get up here?" Her father groused.

"Marinette, are you OK?" Sabine asked, fretfully.

A million and one excuses flew through Marinette's exhausted brain. Class project, Chat Noir dumped Chloe on her roof, she was Ladybug & Chloe had come to yell at her- No wait, that was the truth!

"What business is it of yours?" Chloe snapped back, evidently not intimidated by her father.

"Because this is our home, and our daughter and you are trespassing." Tom rumbled.

Chloe leaned to the side and looked at Marinette, still in her mothers arms, and then pointedly looked 'past' them.

"That doesn't answer my question, Marinette and I's business is none of yours."

Her mother frowned, "You've never had business with our daughter, just sharp words at best. You have no right to her or anything here."

"Ch- Chloe was just checking up on me, after Monarch's announcement." Marinette rambled, trying to piece the pieces together into something workable that wouldn't send Chloe into a fit.

Both her parents looked stunned and also like they wanted to ask if she was concussed.

Fortunately, Chloe managed to pick up where she'd left off.

"Exactly, we certainly aren't friends, but I felt obliged to check up on someone else I knew Ladybug wouldn't check on."

"What?" Her mothers hug tightened, and her voice actually quivered.

Her father looked between the two sides, seemingly lost for what to do with himself.

The pieces fell into place and Marinette came to the truth, in a sense.

"I was Multi-Mouse, when my science teacher god Akumatized, Ladybug needed someone who was good at multitasking."

"Marinette," Her father rushed forward and pulled her into a hug that knocked the air out of her lungs.

"I... I helped her, I did OK I think."

"You got the Miraculous back so you did your job," Chloe cut in, neither warm nor scathing.

Her mother evidently didn't agree, "It shouldn't have been her job, either of your jobs. You're children!"

"Mum, dad, it's fine, really it's fine!"

Her mother ran a hand through her hair, "I feel like there's something you aren't saying sweetheart."

She glanced at Chloe who was watching the exchange with an inscrutable expression. Some strange mix of confusion and almost starvation like hunger that was honestly painful to perceive.

Marinette licked her lips and pressed on.

"Chloe was right that Ladybug might not check up on me. At least not in a way I could see."

"She's usually such a good hero?" Her father said, sounding despondent.

"It's because I asked her too! I... When I was Multi-Mouse, I used the other Miraculous. A lot. I shouldn't have, but nothing bad happened!" she hastily added, at her parents near frantic looks of worry.

"Ladybug warned me, but I misunderstood and she said even though I was OK this time I shouldn't use magic again for a long time. I was upset, I wanted to help her, I-"

Why was she crying?

"I wanted to be a good hero, but I just screwed up and now," she was sobbing. Gods she was sobbing in her mothers arms.

"There there, my treasure, I am sure you were brilliant, let it out," her mother stroked her hair while her father hovered protectively, one large hand rubbing circles on her back.

Fortunately, Marinette had already cried her heart out once tonight and was too tired for a truly spectacular breakdown.

She managed to half slip her mothers grip, wiping at her eyes. "Thanks, both of you," she glanced at Chloe who was back to not quite staring at them. Her face was a mask of forced, haughty neutrality that looked like it was being kept in place with wires buried beneath her skin.

"Thanks for checking up on me Chloe, and for somehow not telling Hawkmoth our, my, anyone's identities when he had you Akumatized all those times." Because she still needed an answer to that, only the fact Tikki hadn't seemed panicked was keeping her grounded.

Chloe swallowed, hands clenching and unclenching before she spoke.

"Yes, well, I might not be Queen Bee or a hero anymore, but ridiculous circumstances demand ridiculous actions. So for tonight I'm a hero and it's the duty of a hero to look out for people. Even one's they hate."

OK, ow.

Chloe pressed on, "As to identities," She shrugged. "If that idiot Hawkmoth, Shadowmoth or whatever he's calling himself had that kind of control he wouldn't have to wait for people to break before getting them under his thumb. Even when I let him in the last few times, I never let him dig deep and I'd just kick him out if he tried to paw at any of my secrets."

Marinette felt like her heart was going to collapse in on itself because, "Even knowing everything you do, you just- I can't- I don't understand you at all Chloe!"

That actually seemed to draw the blonde up short, "That's a surprise, I thought you knew me better than anyone. You're certainly good at," Chloe looked at her parents ten back to Marinette, "Hitting my weak spots when we come to blows."

It felt like there was a lot to unpack there and for the first time in a long time, Marinette knew she'd actually have to spare no small amount of time and thought on Chloe's inner workings.

For now though.

"Even if you 'can' just kick him out."

"You know I can!" Chloe stomped her foot. "You saw me do it when I was Penal-Team!"

"That's my point! Isn't that like willingly helping him!? Other people have to be tricked!"

Chloe scoffed, "Tricked she says, don't over-sell it, it's being angry or sad, or whatever and taking a deal. Besides, does it look like I'm helping? I played soccer for an hour then quit."

"You had a bunch of people trapped in deadly orbs Chloe!"

"So what!? People try to kill me all the time! Ivan tried to smear me on the pavement! Nathanial tried to chop my legs off! Mommy murdered me and no one cared! No one!"

There was a choked edge in that but Chloe pressed on. "Because it's not a big deal, and anyone trying to make it a big deal is just looking for sympathy points, so there." 

She huffed and unfolded her arms, "Anyway you've clearly got people to tend to and I got what I came for. See you at school, Multi-Mouse."

With that she marched across the rooftop to her sky-box. "I'm not climbing the walls again if I don't have to so I'll just leave out the front and avoid the stray dog."

Before she reached the door, Marinette was surprised to see her mother reach out and gently grasp Chloe's shoulder.

"Chloe," She said firmly, as the blonde practically froze up, looking half ready to bolt, or shout. "Thank you for checking up on our daughter, that was a good thing and for whatever it's worth. People should have cared, I'm sorry those who should don't."

There was a moment where Marinette honestly expected Chloe to start crying, to fling herself at her mother and howl and sob. She was sure she saw something glisten in her eyes before Chloe wiped it away, and swallowed.

Her voice was rough as she said, "It's... Thanks, or whatever, doesn't matter. I don't need anyone's help."

"Everyone needs someone, so if your feelings change, don't be afraid to ask, people can surprise you. Especially if you don't break into their house." Her mother said the last part with a sort of forced, hopeful smile.

Chloe nodded, like taking an instruction, a rasped something escaping her lips before she achingly pulled away and climbed down the ladder.

A million and one feelings, questions and terrors still swirled in Marinette's mind but as her father and mother gently guided her down the ladder, intent on hot coco and comfort talk. She knew they'd have to wait. Could wait, until she was rested and ready.

Even still, a part of her would linger on the question of Chloe. What to think, to feel, to do, certainly. But also on the quieter, more uncomfortable thoughts.

Like who someone who felt they had no one would turn to if they were desperate and at the end of their rope.

'& it's not just Chloe either, who does Chat Noir have besides me?'

It was an uncomfortable thought, but one buoyed by a new revelation. No matter how omnipotent Hawk Moth seemed, no matter how all knowing he claimed to be; he was clearly far less than that.

It wasn't much to build on, but it was something, a foot hold from which she could dig in her heels and drag him down from his perch.

Golden hair flashed in her mind again and another thought echoed in her head.

'One good foot hold may be enough to bring down Hawkmoth. So what could it do for someone else?'

Because no matter what she said or had done, Chloe made a choice tonight, and had been making choices for longer than Marinette realized. Not having fallen down the slope but merely standing on the brink.

'But she took a step back tonight, to somewhere I can reach.'

& maybe all Marinette needed was one good foothold to pull Chloe all the way back, perhaps Farther than she'd ever been, or Marinette even realized was possible. 

It was a tender little hope, strange and unsure, but somehow, in Marinette's mind, it felt like solid gold. 

NOTES:

Wrote this is one sitting, then edited it, I hope it reads well XD

I have no plans to continue this, though if someone else wants to take it and run with it please feel free. I kind of envision Marinette re-inviting Chloe to the class group chat as a sort of olive branch and them slowly working through their respective issues.

Also Chloe turning up at Felix's with a tazer and the same martial arts skills that let her fight Mayura to a stand still and possibly, violently reclaiming Doosoo, cos you can pry Jock!Chloe from my cold dead hands!

[inner-sakura]

im just saying, the series would have gone a whole lot differently

we’d have an identity reveal by now at the very least

[nemaliwrites]

10,025 words today! my first 10k day since a year and a half ago surprisingly, but i still got it! i didn't actually work on this fic today, but have a snippet from the post wish AU - i need to get back to this...

“M. Agreste!” one of the reporters calls. He shoulders his way to the front, face painted with a layer of curiosity. Beneath that, poison. “Does your wife’s recovery have anything to do with Monarch’s defeat?”

Several things happen at once: Gabriel’s hand slips out of Emilie’s. He steps forward, raising that same hand — to do what, he does not know. He will never find out. Because before he can do anything, Adrien is there. Anticipating his reaction. Catching him, stopping him. Fingers wrapping around his forearm. Experienced with pain as he is, Gabriel flinches away. 

Silence.

His outburst has not gone unnoticed, captured by no less than fifty cameras. There is no escape. Not in the last world and not in this one. Monarch. He thought he’d left the crown behind, that he would be the only one who knew that name. It would fade away to time, as would his actions — though his rule would remain, always and forever. 

“Forgive us,” Emilie says with a smile, because things have flipped now and it’s her saving him. Adrien saving him. Everyone coming to Gabriel’s rescue. “We’ve, well, we’ve had our hands full lately, in more ways than one. Learning to be a family again doesn’t leave much time for following the news.”

“Oh, of course!” the man replies. “Mme. Graham de Vanily, if you knew what France has been like in the last year, you would hardly believe it. Magic, superheroes, it’s all so—“

“Her name,” Gabriel grits out, “is Agreste.”

“—and remarkable, isn’t it? Perhaps it’s another result of Chat Noir’s victory. Monarch has been defeated and here you are, healed!”

Adrien makes a strangled sound, as though it’s him that’s struggling to breathe right now and not Gabriel. “Whose victory?”

[hellokennny]

yes i made more food

this is a sequel to my first marcaniel oneshot 'let's go to bed'!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/66724510

[insomniac-dormouse]

Oh my GOD what a cool page of doodles!! It is so cute and not functionally an advertisement what do u mean-

On an unrelated note should stop and check out the attached commission rates. Sooo affordable! Who went and did that

[marinettenoirfan]

Your Words were Never Real (Until they were)

A bedridden Marinette unwittingly talks to an Adrien Agreste AI, falls for it, and then the harsh reality that she hadn't been talking to Adrien at all crashes down upon her. How is she supposed to trust people's words ever again after that?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64106194

I wrote a 3.6k word hurt/comfort one-shot around a topic I found really interesting, unwittingly falling for an ai while thinking they're a person, and I'm really happy with the result :)

[frickingnerd]

chat noir's weakness

pairing: adrien agreste / chat noir x gn!reader

summary: ever since chat noir kissed you, he's been avoiding you. when you confront him after an akuma attack, you find out why…

tags: angsty confession (chat noir to reader), implied romantic history/relationship, rejection (despite mutual feelings), angst

“chat noir–!”

your voice echoed through the streets of paris. the hero had just won another battle against an akumatized villain and was on his way home, when you had spotted him.

as you called out his name, chat noir froze. he recognized your voice. how could he ever forget you? but despite that, he hurried away again. or at least he wanted to, but you had grabbed the cat's tail and pulled him back.

“please, stay–” you pleaded, chat noir's back still turned towards you. “i– i don't know why you're avoiding me. ever since that kiss on my balcony, you haven't come back. and now, you're avoiding me…”

chat sighed softly, his saddened expression not visible to you. he didn't want to push you away. nor did he want you to think he was the type of guy who would steal a kiss and dump you afterwards. he truly cared about you! which was exactly why he needed to stay away from you…

“forgive me…” chat mumbled. “but– i don't think we can see each other anymore…”

his words hurt, like someone stabbed you right in the heart. you really had thought that you had a future with chat noir. he truly seemed interested, so why–

“give me a reason… tell me why we can't see each other anymore. i promise i'll leave you alone after that, but i need to know why”

“you're my weakness”

chat noir finally turned around to face you. there was so much emotion in his expression. anger, direct at himself. pity and love, for you. but out of all of it, sadness was the strongest one. he was sad on both your behalves. he was sad he couldn't be with you and sad that you were hurting because of it.

“you're my only weakness. and if hawkmoth were to find out about it, he–” chat noir paused, unable to finish his sentence. “if i'd lose you, i couldn't forgive myself. being around me puts a target on your back. and i won't always be there to protect you. so it's better for both of us if i just stay away from you…”

you couldn't argue with that reasoning. if word got out that chat noir was your boyfriend, all eyes would constantly be on you. and some bullies at school that would pick on you for dating their favorite hero would become your smallest problem, when a psychopath with a miraculous could send one villain after another after you. you didn't want chat noir to have to decide between saving you or keeping up his miraculous. you couldn't put the burden of choosing you and the rest of paris on him…

“i understand…” you took a small step back. “i'll be keeping my distance then…”

chat noir hesitated to leave. it felt final. if he left now, he wasn't sure if he'd see you again. perhaps you didn't want to see him again. perhaps, there would be someone else by your side the next time he saw you.

but he couldn't go back now. he made his choice. both of you made your choice! you'd have to go your separate ways. it would be better that way…

[nana-mizu-shiki]

It good. Read. Kudo. Do it.

★ MLB Masterpost: https://www.tumblr.com/nana-mizu-shiki/783026228099694592/mlb-fic-recs?source=share

[heartfulselkie]

The mockery of his laugh had always made her want to punch Griffe in the face, but now the thought wasn't even crossing her mind. The teasing tone in his voice and smugness of his grin had faded, his cocky attitude dissolving into something more genuine. Was that what his real laugh sounded like? Was that what his real smile looked like?

This takes place immediately after the end of the Paris Special so there are spoilers!

Saw the special. Had a cry over the blorbos. Bon appétit.

[vikkirosko]

Can I request oneshot? More specifically, Reader successfully pulling "Who broke it?" prank on akuma class (Parks and Recreation reference), and his girlfriend Chloe, who watched it from other room, reacting to it?

That's why I wrote in the rules to specify the fandom. I'm not sure which Chloe we're talking about, so I'm guessing it's Chloe from Ladybug

📱 Chloé Bourgeois x Reader Oneshot Who broke it? 🕶

"Who broke it?"

Your classmates were looking at you standing in the middle of class and there was a broken chair on the floor. No one knew who exactly did it, but your serious look said that you weren't going to let this situation go so easily.

"I'm not mad, I just want to find out who did it"

Pretty quickly, your classmates started accusing each other and arguing, not even realizing that their arguments had a witness. It was Chloé. She was in the hallway and heard everything they were talking about. She found it funny to watch your classmates fighting among themselves.

Taking advantage of the fact that they were too engrossed in their quarrels, you quietly left the classroom and stood next to your girlfriend. She smiled at you.

"So who did it?"

"Me"

She looked at you with a slight surprise.

"I hurt my foot on this chair, got angry and kicked it, apparently too hard, it just seemed to me that the atmosphere was too friendly, so I decided to cheer them up a little"

She grinned.

"Really, shouldn't let them get too relaxed"

You stood together, watching as your classmates continued to quarrel, and you were clearly pleased with the situation. Watching the people who annoyed you quarrel with each other was really nice.

[herstoryheaven]

Miraculous Ladybug and Cat Noir: Requests Open

Dear readers,

I am excited to let you know that I will start writing for Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir. If you want me to write about a specific scene please mention the season and episode or the movie.

I only write character x reader, not character x character, and I currently write for gender-neutral or female readers only. I also don't write smut or any graphic violence. Requests may take some time to process depending on how many I receive at once.

I'm excited to dive into these amazing characters. Drop your requests, and I'll do my best to bring them to life. Thanks for your support!

Much Love,

Herstoryheaven