#rocketear

[marinetteplztakeabreak]

I still cannot believe that we had an entire episode about Nino being CONVINCED that chat noir was a flirty little homewrecker who wanted to steal his girlfriend, and we were all like “omg poor nino, he doesn’t understand how ridiculous he’s being, he doesn’t know this will never be a real issue” only to have an episode an entire season later that was like “girl chat noir can and would steal alya away if given the chance” it is still the funniest thing that’s ever happened. I’m so sorry for doubting you Nino, you were so correct, if alya was gonna leave you for anyone it would be a chat noir, you just had the wrong one. It’s been months but im still laughing so hard i start sobbing every time i remember

[spittyfishy]

Bubbler "I’m so devoted to Adrian I’m going to kill all adults in Paris" and Rocketear "Chatnoir is a slut and I hate him"

The duality of man

[pythagoras180]

[meanwhilewhile]

okay nino

i see you nino

[bbutterflies]

i’d love to hear your thoughts on rocketear and its adrino-ness

do you think it was in character? is it an episode you genuinely enjoyed? how do you think nino will react looking back on it in the future after hearings chat noirs secret identity?

I fully intended to answer this and then. forgot. SORRY! here I am

I love the bugcat show more than I can physically comprehend and I thought this episode was hilarious and wonderful. I think as far as you can expect teenagers to handle stress and conflict they portrayed nino well! he made assumptions and got carried away like the best of us but of course he called on his best bud to help him solve it 🥰 he is very much a “take matters into your own hands” kind of character (ie leading the rebellion later on) and it does make sense to me that he’d lash out at chat noir indirectly in this episode. I think if he knew adrien’s identity he’d never have assumed the worst! but that’s the fun of secret identities. it’s also very normal to talk to your close friends about people you’re mad at with the assumption said people will never find out and it’s certainly not nino or adrien’s fault nino didn’t know he was actually talking to chat noir.

I hope this gets addressed in the show eventually! I think nino will be super remorseful and embarrassed about the whole thing. obviously he assumed wrong and blew things out of proportion but who wouldn’t? and adrien wouldn’t hold it against him.

also, and most importantly, nino in the detective outfit makes me cackle so hard. we need more of that

[hamsternamedmarinette]

Hey! Extremely odd question, do you know which episode of ml had a scientist who revived/had 3 t. rexes? I have a very faint memory of it happening and I can't seem to figure out where I saw that or if that's even a real scene

Yeah that was in the beginning of Rocketear!! And I think there was another scene with something like that but I don't completely remember

[thehyperrequiem]

And now, a Random Akuma Incorrect Quote that I thought about

[If Rocketear meets Bubbler]

Rocketear: You’re insane!  The Bubbler: Sure I am, what’s your point?

[anna-scribbles]

callout post for the 5 year old girl I've been nannying she never lets me play as chat noir

[little-mari-on-a-roof]

Frenglish differences in Miraculous - Episode 7

Lady WiFi

Miss Bustier

En: I'm very pleased with how you all did on your last assignment. Some of you have really stepped up and I do appreciate it. Now it's time to move onto our next assignment.

Fr: "On eût dit un coquillage ; / Dos rose et taché de noir. / Les fauvettes pour nous voir / Se penchaient dans le feuillage. / Sa bouche fraîche était là ; / Je me courbai sur la belle, / Et je pris la coccinelle ; / Mais le baiser s'envola." Alya ! Vous êtes toujours avec nous ?

"It seemed like a seashell; / Its back pink and spotted with black. / The warblers, to see us, / Leaned forward in the foliage. / Her cool mouth was there; / I bent towards the beauty, / And I took the ladybug; / But the kiss flew away." Alya! Are you still with us?

Miss Bustier is here reading a poem called "La Coccinelle" (The Ladybug), written by Victor Hugo.

Nino

En: But I guess you gotta be sly when Mr. Control-Freak is your Daddy-o.

Fr: Mais bon, faut dire aussi que son paternel lui laisse pas beaucoup de temps libre.

But yeah, to be fair, his father doesn't let him have a lot of free time.

Nino's English line gave me psychic damage lol. In French, it's notable that Nino uses the word "paternel", which means "paternal", but can sometimes be used as a noun to mean "father". This use of the word is however quite rare (I've never heard anyone use it that way) and sets Nino's speech apart.

Tikki - Marinette

En: Whoever is behind all of this sure is keeping us on our toes. - But you don't have any toes.

Fr: Le Papillon ne nous laissera donc jamais le temps de faire nos devoirs tranquillement. - Mais toi t'as pas de devoirs.

Hawkmoth sure will never leave us time to do our homework peacefully. - But you don't have any homework.

The meaning of the original quote gets lost in the translation but I can't even be mad because "you don't have any toes" is really funny somehow.

Nino to Alya when she tells her Chloé might be Ladybug

En: You need to have your head examined. If she's a superhero, then I'm the wizard of Oz.

Fr: Ça tient pas debout ton truc, Alya. Si c'est une super héroïne, moi je suis le méchant Papillon.

Your thing doesn't add up, Alya. If she's a superheroine then I'm the wicked Hawkmoth.

Chloé

En: Uh, up too late DJ'ing, Nino? Obviously, you didn't get your beauty sleep.

Fr: Euh, t'as pris quoi au p'tit déj Nino ? Franchement, vas y mollo sur le jus d'orange.

Uh, what did you have for breakfast Nino? Honestly, go easy on the orange juice.

Alya about Chloé

En: She's no superhero. She's super psycho.

Fr: Tu parles d'une super héroïne, c'est plutôt super menteuse, oui.

Talk about a superheroine, it's rather super-liar.

Ladybug talking to Chat Noir about Chloé

En: And besides, who would believe that she's the original Ladybug? She's obviously just a die-hard fan. A copycat.

Fr: Franchement, qui serait assez bête pour croire que cette fille est Ladybug ? C'est sûrement juste une admiratrice. Un peu comme toi quoi.

Honestly, who would be stupid enough to believe that this girl is Ladybug? She's probably just an admirer. *Turning to chat:* A bit like you ;)).

She doesn't actually blink but it's as if.

Lady WiFi after catching Chloé wearing a Ladybug costume

En: Well, well. So, my hunch was correctomundo.

Fr: Voyez-vous ça. On dirait bien que j'ai appelé le bon numéro.

Look at that. It seems like I called the right number.

Adrien to Plagg while looking for his ring

En: I could use a little help!

Fr: Je serais pas contre un petit coup de patte.

I wouldn't be against you giving me a paw (instead of "giving me a hand").

A cat pun that got lost in translation once again.

Lady WiFi to Ladybug

En: If you don't get him out fast, your crush will soon be slush. *She frees her.* Good luck with your cat-popsicle. I have other news to cover.

Fr: Si tu ne libères pas rapidement ton copain il va finir en chat glacé. Bonne chance avec ton amoureux transi, j'ai d'autres chats à fouetter.

If you don't free your (boy)friend fast he's gonna end up as an iced cat. *She frees her.* Good luck with your bashful lover, I've got other fish to fry (lit. "other cats to beat").

It's just a saying, French people don't actually beat cats on a regular basis (I swear!!!), but it makes for a nice cat pun.

Tikki - Marinette

En: Is that true? You're gonna tell him? Is that what your heart's saying? - Sometimes your heart tells you one thing, but a great superhero always listens to her head.

Fr: Je sais que c'est difficile de cacher des choses à sa meilleure amie. Mais personne ne doit savoir que tu es Ladybug. - Tu as raison Tikki, tous ceux que j'aime seront à l'abri tant que mon secret restera caché là dedans.

I know it's not easy to hide things from your best friend (Alya). But no one can know you're Ladybug. - You're right Tikki, everyone I love will be safe as long as my secret stays hidden in here *She points to her head*.

I'm so sorry to everyone who used that scene to show the Adrien thinks with his heart and Marinette with her head thing but it's not as explicit in the original French dub haha. Also, they did a major change by switching from her being sad about hiding things to Alya to instead wanting to tell Chat Noir her identity in the translation.

Marinette - Alya (after the latter said Adrien kind of looks like Chat Noir)

En: He's tons more legit that Cat Noir. - Hey! I happen to think that Cat Noir is pretty slick.

Fr: Il a quand même plus de classe que ce Chat Noir. - Hey ! Je te signale que je le trouve plutôt mignon, moi, Chat Noir.

He is more class than that Chat Noir. - Hey! I'll have you know that I do find Chat Noir pretty cute.

Chat Noir is a slut trying to steal Nino's girl caught in 4k.

[asukiess]

I want Adrien and Marinette to break up but it’s while his head is on her chest, counting her inhales and exhales until she’s nearly asleep, and then he asks her if she thinks they’ll be together for a long time. You ask that a lot, and Adrien wants to shy away but Marinette never lets him. He’s just thinking of Emilie who left one day without a trace.

Again, over coffee at his place on a Saturday morning and he swallows a croissant and a “you would tell me if I upset you, right?” but there’s enough crumbs for her to pick up off his plate and she takes his hand and says yes, always, you can trust me. He’s just thinking of his father, who never did. I wouldn’t ever want to hurt you and he’s surprised at her teary-eyed of course, I know.

But she gets this look on her face sometimes when he talks about his father, his mother, his rings, a feeling that hasn’t left him, and he thinks he must be hurting her, must be making her uncomfortable. It’s not that he wants to break up, but he wishes he was better at all of this, better at being him, and there’s a longing to leave himself somehow.

They don’t break up but Adrien wonders still when it might happen because things that love you usually don’t stay forever.

[bittersweetresilience]

knock knock trick or treat

UH UM OH NO *shoves my piles of félix out of sight* how about some custom flavor djwifi for ladyofthenoodle

thank you to @lesbitorte for providing the song 💕

(halloween ask game)

[spittyfishy]

Was Adrien going to become a villain in that AU?

Oh probably, I mean I think that’d be fun. I feel like there’d be a couple of ways to go about doing it though.

Option one: Gabriel picks up on Adrien’s seemingly new dislike of the heroes and gives him (and maybe Chloé?) miraculous after he gets them all at the end of season 4

Option two: Gabriel picks up on Adrien’s seemingly new dislike of the heroes and gives him the newly repaired Peacock miraculous

Option three: When Ladybug comes to give Adrien the dog miraculous in Risk it actually is Adrien instead of Felix, but from being under the influence of the Akuma makes the split second decision to use Fetch on Ladybugs Yoyo and gives the miraculous to his dad

Option four: Adrien, Chloé, Sabrina, and Lila form the worlds most unhealthy friend group and are school level antagonists trying to uncover the heroes identities but not posing major threats

[three-milkz]

André and Nino get together to talk about what a slut Chat Noir is.

[kasienda]

Would Trust You With Everything - Ch 2: Glad You’re Here

An Adrino Story - Canon Divergent from Rocketear, S4 AU.

Chapters: 1 | 2 | ...

Read on Ao3

Chapter 2: Glad You’re Here

 After Chat Noir left, Nino didn’t bother trying to go back to sleep. Maybe he should have, but he didn’t think he could handle just laying there. That would give his mind too much space to spiral.

 So he got up and tried to work on a remix for one of his favorite songs, but he couldn’t focus on that either and every edit he made felt like it was in the wrong direction. He gave up within ten minutes, and  trudged downstairs.

 It was probably just after five in the morning, but Nino didn’t bother to check the time. His maman wasn’t yet home from her night shift, and no one else was up. Perhaps Nino could make everyone breakfast.

 He went through the fridge and the pantry twice, and nothing seemed remotely appealing or worth the effort.

 Nino could not make breakfast.

 Maybe Nino could buy breakfast.

  There was a little bakery on the corner that his maman liked and sometimes ordered from when things got too hectic, so he grabbed his hat and a sweater and went out.

 The frigid morning air was an assault on his dry and irritated eyes, but he didn’t care. It was nice to feel something that wasn’t his feelings.

 He bought a dozen pastries, making sure to pick out at least two of everyone’s favorites plus a few randoms for variety. He texted his maman a picture so she knew breakfast was taken care of, and then made the short walk back home.

 Maman:

   Nino! What are you doing up so early?  

 Nino:

   Couldn’t sleep.  

 Maman:

   You okay?  

   I’ll be home in twenty.  

   How much were the pastries?  

 Nino:

   I’m fine.  

   Don’t worry about it. I have it covered.  

   Do you mind if I head to school early?  

 Honestly he wouldn’t have minded a hug from his maman, but he didn’t think it was worth her anxious hovering.

 Maman:

   Are you sure you don’t want to stay home for a day? Let yourself cry?  

 Nino:

   Yes, I’m sure. Rather be distracted.  

 Maman:

   Be safe. 😘  

   Any requests for dinner?  

 Nino:

   Whatever is fine.  

 He stepped back outside, put on his headphones, and turned up the volume almost as high as it would go. The sun had just peeked over the horizon. Nino couldn’t remember the last time he had seen a sunrise. He normally hated being up this early.

 Maybe staying up this late wasn’t that out of character though.

 The song ended and the next one began, but as soon as the intro began Nino’s eyes welled with tears and his throat lodged closed. The song was one of Alya’s favorites. One that he had remixed for her a month prior.

 He made it to a concrete bench and just lost it. His throat crumbling, his gut churning and trembling.

 He ripped the headphones off, and buried his head between his knees.

 He and Alya had dated for over a year. He had thought they would last forever. He pulled up her contact, and thumbed over her profile picture, which was a shot of her with her head thrown back laughing. He smiled. God, he loved her laugh - unrestrained and unapologetically loud.

 He hovered over the call button. He had broken up with her. She hadn’t wanted to. Maybe,      maybe     if he called her now and said that he couldn’t do it, that he was insane, she’d want to get back together.

     “Nino, I can’t… I can’t tell you this. I wish that I could, but I can’t. It doesn’t mean I don’t trust you, or love you. I do!”  

     “Youre allowed to keep things to yourself. I didn’t realize you were, but you are. Can you just promise that you’ll drop the lies?”    he asked.

     Her face crumpled. And he knew that he couldn’t have even that much.  

     “Ah. Got it.” He was shocked at how calm he felt.  

     “Nino, please!” she cried, reaching for him.  

     But he blocked her arms. “I can’t do this anymore.”  

     A sob tore out of her throat. The sound raked over his skin and burned into his pores. He couldn’t stand it, so he ran.  

 He shoved the phone off his lap to the bench, flipping it screen side down, and cried harder.

 He didn’t want this, but he couldn’t go back either. He couldn’t handle being suspicious of everything she said or jealous everytime she confided in someone else.

 His phone buzzed against his thigh.

 Adrien:

   Thinking of you. 💚  

 Then a series of images from backstage of whatever show Adrien was about to partake rapidly came in one after another. The last shot was a selfie. Adrien wore a brown knitted sweater blazer with a pattern embroidered or woven into the front. It literally looked like something a white old lady would make.  Adrien wore it open without a shirt over a pair of camo shorts and spiky black boots. Adrien’s silly grin made the outfit all the more ridiculous.

 Nino exploded into laughter. He definitely didn’t understand haute couture      at all.  

 Nino:

   DUDE!! WHAT are you wearing?!  

 Adrien:

   I’ll have you know these are exclusive inside peeks of the hottest looks of the season. You could sell them for hundreds if you did it in the next ten minutes.  

 Nino barked another laugh, and wiped the remnant tears from his face.

 Nino:

   Knock ‘em dead stud!!  

 And then before he overthought it, typed out a second message.

   Thank you.  

 Nino slipped his headphones back on, switched to his studying playlist - a playlist that didn’t have a lot of associations with Alya, and resumed his walk to school.

 Normally Nino would have found a bench in the courtyard, but he didn’t really want anyone to see him. He knew this early, his homeroom would be open and empty.

 He was correct. He slid into his seat, and pulled out yesterday’s math homework. He definitely didn’t want to work on the assignment, but not having anything to think about sounded far worse. And three problems in, he realized it was actually helpful - he had no room to feel when he was concentrating on the procedural steps. He tapped his pencil rhythmically in time with his music as he considered the next problem that he wasn’t sure how to start.

 That was when Alya walked in and froze. His heart immediately jumped to his throat and his whole body tensed. He did not look up at her. He couldn’t look at her. He wasn’t strong enough.

 “Hey,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

 “Hey,” he said just as dully, keeping his gaze mostly on his math homework.

 “I… umm… I didn’t think anyone else would be here this early.”

 “That’s what I figured, too.”

 “You were here first. I’ll go.”

 He wanted to object, to tell her that was dumb. Surely they could at least be in the same room. They’d been in the same room for most of their classes the day before. They’d have to be for most of today as well.

 But he couldn’t form the words. The truth was he didn’t want to be alone with her.

 Who knew what idiot things he would say without his peers present to serve as buffers.

 So he just nodded, and she whirled on her feet out the door.

 He was tempted to chase her. He knew she was devastated and that it was his fault. And despite his own hurt he still loved her. He didn’t want her to keep hurting.

 But he couldn’t be the one to comfort her. Not anymore.

 He shoved his math worksheet aside, no longer able to interpret the symbols on the page before him. Instead, he put his head down on the desk. A second later his shoulders started quaking again.

 He prayed no one would walk in.

 But luck apparently wasn’t on his side.

 “Nino?” It was Marinette.

 Nino bolted into a sitting position, desperately trying to swallow his tears.

 She placed a bag of pastries on the desk as she took a seat beside him. She didn’t hug him or say anything else, just sat beside him and stared ahead in some kind of strange solidarity.

 He appreciated that more than anything because there was nothing to say.

 He wiped the worst of the tear-streaks away, and with a deep breath he was able to offer Marinette the ghost of a smile. She offered him a weak one back in return.

 “I brought you some pastries. Croquettes. I know they're your favorite.” She stared at her hands in her lap.

 “Thank you, dudette.” Why was she being so nice to him? Didn’t he just break her best friend’s heart?

 “I’m so sorry,” Marinette says.

 “Not your fault,” Nino instantly reassured.

 Marinette glanced away and visibly swallowed. “It’s umm… still so hard to see you both hurting, and I know Adrien isn’t here all this week, so I wanted you to know that I’m your friend, too. And if there’s anything I can do to make this time easier for you - take notes for you, or bring more food, or just listen - please tell me.”

 Nino smiled again. And this time it felt more genuine. “Thank you, but like I said yesterday, I’d appreciate it if you were there for Alya more than me. I’m… I'm being taken care of.”

 By Adrien virtually, and      Chat Noir     of all people, despite Nino’s less than charitable thoughts and actions toward the hero just in the last week.

 Marinette smiled. “I’m glad.”

 He held up the bag of pastries. “I wouldn’t say no to more treats though.”

 She laughed. “You got it.” She rose from her seat. “I’m gonna go find Alya.”

 “Thank you. Tell her…” then he trailed off. He waved his hands in dismissal. “Nevermind.” She probably didn’t want to hear from him.

 “You sure?”

 He nodded.

 Nino went back to trying to work on math problems. It was slow going and the class gradually filtered in. Marinette and Alya were the last to slip in just before the bell. He tried to offer her a smile, but it felt forced, and she glanced away anyway. But she wasn’t fast enough for him to miss how red and puffy her eyes were.

 He shrunk in on himself again, blinking back the burning sensation behind his eyes. Why did this have to be so hard?

 Class was torture. He didn’t hear a word Ms. Bustier said, and he definitely could not focus on the assigned reading. The words just went in one eye and out the other.

 When the morning break arrived, Nino didn’t know what to do with himself. But before he could dwell on it too long, his phone buzzed in his pocket, and kept buzzing.

 He whipped it out and grinned at the screen. Adrien was calling. He accepted right away.

 “Hey!” Nino greeted enthusiastically.

 Adrien grinned back. His hair was slicked back in a way that Nino wasn’t a huge fan of, but at least he was no longer wearing that hideous sweater. This time, Adrien wore a different sweater - this one was buttoned up, hung down just past his knees, and fit his arms are torso like a glove giving him a more effeminate look.

 “Now      that     outfit is hot.” Nino said.

 Adrien glanced down. “You think?”

 “Yes. Definitely.”

 Adrien grinned. “They might know what they’re doing.”

 “Might?”

 Adrien shrugged. “None of this stuff is practical, but sometimes, it does feel like art. And when it feels that way to me, I do      waay     better at showing it off.”

 Nino grinned again. “I’m glad that you can squeeze in some fun here and there.”

 “I’d rather be at school if I’m honest.”

 “I wish you were here so bad, but thank you for all the pics. You’ve definitely turned around my mood at least once this morning.”

 “I’m glad. You doing better today?” Adrien asked.

 Nino was surprised at how easy it was to smile at the question. “Yeah dude, I… I think I am. At least little bit.”

 “That’s awesome. Here's to hoping that trend continues.”

 Adrien had to leave before the break was over. They had only been able to talk for maybe four minutes. Then the rest of the day felt monotonous. Lunch was the worst. With Adrien gone, Nino didn’t know who to eat lunch with. He wasn’t sure he even wanted to eat lunch with anyone. His classmates kept trying to check in with him about how he was doing and feeling, and the gesture was appreciated, but talking to any of them felt exhausting. It didn’t come easily the way it always had with Adrien, or how it did the previous night with Chat Noir.

 No, he lied. Homeroom at the end of the day was the worst. It wasn’t his only class with Alya, but it was the class with Alya where she sat right behind him. She was literally      right there    . If he turned the right way, he might be able to get a whiff of her perfume.

 He forced himself to stay facing forward.

 Nino bolted from the room the second the bell rang, but once he was off campus his pace slowed to a turtle’s crawl. There was no reason to rush. There was nothing waiting for him at home.

 But he also had nowhere else to go.

 Once home, he stepped over whatever train set Noel had left sprawled over the living room floor, and trudged up the stairs to his own room. Once there, he made sure his window was open before he flopped face first onto his bed.

 He knew it was foolish to get his hopes up. Chat Noir had said he would come back, but he hadn’t said when.

 He very specifically had said he couldn’t come every night.

 Nino found himself hoping anyway.

 ...

[bbutterflies]

ninoir…..

[r8cs]

YEEEEESSS

Rocketear true ending