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sallertiafabrica · 2 years

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Technicolor Phase

It was under the technicolor light of a horror movie that Marinette noticed a change in her feelings for her best friend.

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@felinettenovember Day 4: Blush & Blanch

Note: I thought I might’ve drained all my energy and wouldn’t be able to do many more prompts on time, but a dear friend ‘o mine inspired me and made me want to run to put this out.

Fic title is based on the song The Technicolor Phase by Owl City (here’s a lyric video of it).

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The best setup to watch a horror movie, by Marinette Cheng: The device, a laptop with acceptable resolution; the location, her bedroom in pitch-black darkness, under a weighted blanket; the snacks, buttered popcorn and apple juice.

And, of course, the company! Her best friend, Félix.

Who better to accompany her in their scavenger through all horror movies from history?

It had been funny, at first, how his eyes would go round and his mouth would part at the scariest parts. He’d flinch and shy away, but never tear his gaze off the screen. When Marinette asked, he had shrugged and mumbled it was an interesting watch—it was only after they started watching video essays on horror movies afterward that he started going more in-depth.

She was always more entranced by his reactions than the movie, per se, so it wasn’t weird that she was barely paying attention at the screen tonight. But still, as they reached the technicolor films, something seemed… different.

This was one of the scarier movies. The kind that made Félix’s eyes gleam at the details like the green from the grass right after a rainstorm. That hooked his breath out of his lungs like a gray snowstorm right before the tension released the bright aurora—that, in this case, would most likely be colored in a gory red. She knew all of that because of how closely she watched him, she had no idea what was going on on the screen.

But instead of snorting or poking him about his little eeps and arghs, she just smiled and felt the thud of the evening stars wanting to burst out of her chest and replace the gory blood from the movie’s scene. And when Félix clutched her arm, she was almost sure the DUM from the sound speakers was exactly that happening.

And she made a sound. She must have, because Félix tore his eyes from the screen to look at her. And he giggled, face still blanche from the scare but with a touch of mirth that stole Marinette’s breath better than any movie they ever watched.

“So one finally managed to scare you, huh.” He flicked his eyes back to the screen and her whole body warmed up at how he shuffled closer to her at the vision of whatever scary thing was happening now. “This one must be special, then.”

She nodded, the heavy blanket somehow hugging both of them even closer.

She was very aware of how the colors that had drained from his face seemed to have decided to tint her cheeks and ears in more shades of red than the flowers on the blanket or the gore from the movie.

#Felinette Week 2022 #Felinette Month #Marinette Cheng #Felix Sphinx #Felix Culpa #Felinette #my writing #drabble #Ladybug Classic #ladybug pv #miraculous ladybug #I had so much fun inserting the color metaphors #some were taken out directly from the song others were my own spin on them

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ggomomomo · 2 years

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Switcheroo

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Felix Week Day 3 (Cookie Version) | Field Trip

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The first time they did a switch, it was to mess with their parents.

The second time they did it, they had been dying of boredom.

After the third time, switching places became a practiced show with multiple encores. Whenever either Adrien or Félix wanted a getaway from their usual lives, they'd call the other and initiate a switch. Félix came to Paris. Adrien took a train to London. They'd both live double lives, having mastered the art of being another person.

And no one noticed.

Not their peers, nor their friends. Their parents were often too busy to even notice. That was why they continued the routine seamlessly. Sometimes, Adrien would say he was too suffocated in his sheltered life and then adopt Félix's instead. Sometimes it was Félix who needed a break from so many lessons and expectations.

Until one day, when Félix was pretending to be Adrien, he observed some oddities from one dark-haired girl. There were times when she'd run into class, offer a box of passionfruit macarons to him, but would then look at him and switch it out with a bag of croissants instead. She'd help him escape whenever people hounded him, like Chloe or Lila. She'd know where to find him during breaks: holed up and hiding in the library.

When Félix had asked Adrien about this, the latter said that Marinette never acted that way. She'd be all stutters and falls around him, and would keep her distance. She never even approached him about anything except if she absolutely needed to.

So one thing was clear: Marinette knew.

Félix confronted her about it during another switch. She admitted to it, briefly retelling a moment when Adrien had mentioned a cousin that looked like him. She vowed, however, to never mention the truth to anyone. Félix was satisfied with that and let himself drop the act a little when he was around her. They'd hang out in the library or a secluded spot in the school, sharing anything and everything they found interesting. She would open up about her crush on Adrien, and he'd give her some tips here and there.

---

He was awfully late.

Félix rested his hands on his knees to catch his breath. The teacher gestured for him to get on the bus. "You're late, Adrien."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Bustier." He gave his charming 'Adrien' smile. "My driver had an emergency this morning."

He wiped the sweat off his brow as he went up the bus and located his seat. It was a field trip day around Paris for Adrien's class, and he had been called at the last minute to do a switch. Marinette immediately recognized him when he sat himself next to her.

"Fé?" She whispered softly enough to not let anyone here. "What are you doing here? I thought Adrien . . ."

He mentally grimaced, knowing that she had been excited since she and Adrien got partnered up. "He can't. He called me last night—he had a terrible argument with his father so he went ahead and escaped the house," he explained.

"That's really . . ." Marinette looked down. Félix spotted the box of macarons at her side. "But he's been looking forward to this all week."

"Apparently his father assigned him extra photoshoots in return for letting him attend the field trip."

"That's terrible!" She knitted her eyebrows. "He shouldn't get punished for that."

Félix sighed. His uncle was always a pain to deal with. And they couldn't switch during photoshoots—Adrien was too afraid they'd get caught if Félix didn't model correctly.

"What about you?" asked Marinette.

"Me?"

"Aren't you bothered? Like, being called to Paris suddenly?"

He wasn't. It was all worth it for Adrien. He didn't have a schedule for the day anyway and his friends were well aware about the switches. "Tired from running? I am. But bothered? Not so much," he said. "I wasn't pulled out of anything important, so it's alright. He owes me big for this anyway. He promised me."

Marinette's lips stretched into a warm smile. The same warmth spread in his chest. "You're really kind, Félix. I'm glad Adrien has you."

As the bus went through a slight traffic, Marinette dug around in her bag. "By the way, are you hungry?" She fished out a paper bag. "I didn't get to eat breakfast this morning so I picked up bagel sandwiches."

That reminded Félix of his growling stomach. "Yes, I'd like one if that's okay."

"Here! Good thing I packed an extra." She handed her one sandwich and his mouth began to water.

They ate together throughout the bus ride, stopping in between bites to talk. Marinette mentioned that she helped make the itinerary for the trip, while Félix recounted that he nearly missed the train that morning. He fell into a comfortable state, even if it wasn't his own life he was living at the moment. It was always like that with her.

"Oh no," Marinette groaned.

"What?"

She pointed to a girl peeking from behind her seat, a few rows ahead of them. "Alya's watching us."

His eyebrows rose. He wasn't unfamiliar with the teasing of Marinette's friends, but it felt strange since they didn't know that he wasn't Adrien. "Ignore her," he suggested.

"She's probably going to take pictures!" Marinette blew away stray hair from her face. "And jab me with her elbow all day."

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The first part of the trip was a ride down river Seine on Bateaux-Mouches. The whole class had a boat for themselves—Félix made himself comfortable beside Marinette. He took in the scenery with concealed disinterest as the others 'ooh'ed and 'aah'ed at every sight.

"What I don't understand is why you're having a field trip in Paris," he said to Marinette. "You can always go anywhere in the city whenever you want."

She laughed. "Why? Have you been around Paris?"

His cheeks grew hot. "When I was a kid."

"So it's a treat for you then." She nudged him.

Félix huffed. "Still. The class could've gone to Lyon or even Nice."

"I think a farther trip was planned at first but it didn't work out." Marinette got her phone out to take a few pictures. "That's why we're here."

He looked around the place. Paris was nothing short of impressive of course, but he'd rather explore the city freely on his own time.

"It's because the class is going together," Marinette said.

"What?"

"That's the appeal of having a field trip around the city." She shrugged. "It's more fun with other people."

All of a sudden, two of her friends came dashing towards them. The one with glasses positioned her camera to take a picture. "Smile!" Alya directed as she snapped a photo.

Félix had barely any time to react. He wished that 'Adrien' didn't look too grumpy in the picture.

"You're doing it again." Alya frowned, looking back and forth between the two of them.

"Doing what again?" Marinette plastered a force smile.

"You're not a mess around Adrien." Nino chuckled. "It's like a werewolf transformation when that happens."

"Hey!" The pigtailed girl pouted.

"It's true! You're like a switch," Alya mused.

"I thought you were going to leave us alone on the field trip." Marinette put her hand on Félix's shoulder. He froze up for a second but then leaned into her touch.

Alya gazed at them in a calculating manner. "Fine, fine. Enjoy, lovebirds."

The pair retreated back into their seat, undoubtedly still talking about Marinette's supposed change. When Félix turned to his seatmate, he saw her cheeks tinted with red. "Sorry." Marinette retracted her hand. "I should've asked first."

"It's alright," he assured softly.

He never actually minded physical contact if it was her.

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After their quick stop at Montparnasse Tower and picking up food at a nearby shop, the class headed for the Palace of Versailles. They were allowed to roam around following the quick tour, as long as they stuck with their pairs. Félix and Marinette found a spot near the gardens to sit down and snack on their croissants.

"I have a question," Félix piped up.

"Shoot."

"I haven't asked you before but . . . how do you know when it's me?" Even from his perspective, he and Adrien looked nearly identical. Nobody else seemed notice a blatant difference but somehow Marinette always knew.

"I don't get why either." She took a sip of her juice. "Maybe it's because I've spent so much time looking at Adrien so I just know if it's not him."

"Just because your Adrien compass isn't acting up, you can see through our switch?" He asked, eyebrow arched.

"Not necessarily!" Marinette blushed. "I mean—I didn't know at first too. Then I noticed small details. Stuff Adrien doesn't usually do. You're a good actor—err—you impersonate him well, but there are just things you can't exude if you're not him."

Félix nodded, only partially understanding it. He supposed that he couldn't have the 'sunshine aura' his cousin radiated.

"How do you know it's not me who gave you the umbrella?"

Marinette promptly choked on her croissant, eyes turning large.

He smirked. "I'm kidding. I'm kidding."

She gave him a playful slap. "Do not joke about that."

"Would it be so bad if it was actually me?"

Marinette stilled, as if deeply pondering about the thought. Félix didn't know why, but his heart nervously picked up its pace in anticipation. She licked her lips. "Well, no, not really." She shrugged one shoulder. "But I know it's not you."

"So if it wasn't Adrien . . ."

"I like Adrien for all that he is," she said. "Not only because of the umbrella."

Félix's chest squeezed at those words.

Marinette continued as she rummaged through her bag. "I actually prepared a lot of stuff today," she confessed.

He took a peek for himself. She did bring a lot. A bottle of water, a tin of candy, an extra jacket, a compact umbrella, medicine, a flashlight, and even her pencil collection. "You brought a first aid kit?"

"You never know when you need it!"

He noticed a pink envelope in one of the pockets. "And a confession letter?"

She rubbed her cheek. "Well, uhh—I—I was just thinking . . . in case I ever got the courage to give it to Adrien today . . ."

Now, she wouldn't be able to do that anymore.

"Why don't I carry your bag for the rest of the trip?" Félix offered.

"What? Why?"

"That's really heavy isn't it? You've been carrying it the whole day."

Marinette rolled her shoulders. "Okay, I am a bit sore. But I can bring your things in exchange!"

"If that's what you want," he agreed.

Marinette checked the time on her watch. They still had a couple hours before they moved on to their last destination. She took out her leather-bound sketchbook and a mechanical pencil. "Since we've got time in our hands, do you mind if I get some sketching done?" She flipped the sketchbook open into an empty page. "The Palace got me inspired."

"Sure . . . I'll just—"

"Aha! I have this for you." She reached inside her (seemingly bottomless) bag and brought out a small book.

Félix read the title out loud. "The Edeiem Sword. You actually got this?"

"Yup! I've been wanting to read a book for a while now. I remembered you saying that you wanted to read it but you didn't have time to look for it in London." Her eyes lit up. "You can read it while we wait here."

"That's . . . how come you thought about this book?"

"Eh, you seem to have a good taste in books, that's why I took a recommendation from you."

He opened it carefully to avoid curling the spine too much. A spark of glee took form in the pit of his stomach as he basked in the fact that she thought of him while choosing a book.

They stayed quiet under the calm sky. Every fifteen minutes or so, Félix's eyes would stray from the inked words and towards Marinette's drawing. Her pencil moved around wildly as she brought random drawings to life. At one point, she filled up a page and moved to another to begin a dress design. Later on, he found himself looking at her—at the way her lips moved with concentration, the way she wrinkled her nose, and the way her dainty fingers commanded the pencil.

Félix set the book on his lap to take the time mollifying his racing heart. When the switches happened, he'd often feel foreign in his new skin, crushed under the demand of keeping a smile and embodying someone he wasn't. But maybe—just maybe—the reason he still agreed to do it was right beside him.

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san-fics · 1 year

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Sexting Time

Felinette

Chapter 72 (Ao3)

Summary:

“Shush!” Marinette ordered, placing a finger to Felix’s lips while she continued to press her whole body against his, forcing him to retreat to the far wall of the dressing room. “We’ll make it quick, no one will even notice that we’re gone.”

Felix took her hand in his, kissed it, and removed it from his face. “But don’t you need to check how well the dresses fit the girls and adjust everything if necessary before the photoshoot starts?” He argued. “Not to mention that the walls in these fitting rooms are extremely thin and the place is full of our classmates.”

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Stalker

Felinette

Part 5

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COMING SOON (~2 month) on Ao3

Summary:

Me: first he hangs around my house at night as Argos

Me: now he’s showing interest in our pastries

Me: this is all very suspicious

Unavailable Number: maybe he likes pastries?

Me: as if

Unavailable Number: why not?

Me: because then I’ll have to think of him as a living person again

Me: who has tastes in food and stuff

Unavailable Number: and it’s a bad thing, why?

Me: because I don’t trust him, that’s why!

Unavailable Number: does the fact that he has food preferences oblige you to trust him?

Me: no

Me: but

Me: well

Me: you know what I mean!

Unavailable Number: maybe I do

Unavailable Number: you would like to have an unambiguous opinion about him, bad to be precise, and the fact that he shows human qualities interferes with it, because people are subject to emotions, and feelings, and this means that they cannot be completely unambiguous

Me: exactly!

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Makes Sense

Felinette

Part 2

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COMING SOON (~2 month) on Ao3

Summary:

Marinette opened her mouth to explain to him that she wasn’t the Marinette he was probably used to smiling and winking at, and touching in class, and kissing in the back hallways — when Felix squeezed her hand in his and pulled the girl towards him.

“Does this have something to do with the fact that you ran all over the city tonight?” He asked softly, wrapping her in his arms. “If you needed help, you could call me. Just because I refused to keep Barkk permanently doesn’t mean I’m not ready to help you at any moment. You know I just don’t want you to lose credibility in the team over emotional decisions. Temporary Miraculous holders will feel uneasy about you making someone a permanent holder just because you’re dating them.”

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Quite A History

Felinette one-shot

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COMING SOON (~2 month) on Ao3

Akuma shenanigans and, yes, time-travel again ;)

Summary:

“How many fingers am I holding?”

Felix rolled his eyes and immediately regretted it, because the action echoed with a new wave of painful dizziness. “Three, Marinette. What the hell is going on?!” He asked irritably.

“Can you tell me your name?” She continued, looking at him incredulously. Was she going to use all this ‘how adequate you are’ routine on him?! “My name, too. Today’s date, perhaps? I don’t remember what else they ask in such cases.” She confessed. “What is the last thing you remember before passing out, maybe…?”

Felix gave her a disapproving look. If anyone was adequate in their entire inadequate Miraculous Team, it was him. But since Marinette decided to play a psychiatrist with him, so be it! What a man won’t agree to for the sake of his beloved wife…

“My bloody name is Felix Fathom.” He said through gritted teeth, trying very hard to sound less annoyed than he felt. “Yours is Marinette Fathom. Today is the third of May 2030.” To his annoyance, Marinette looked paler with every word, and he delivered the last few words less confidently, worried about her weird reaction.

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Felinette Fics Based On My Prompts

Ok guys, I already posted the previews for some fics based on my Felinette prompts for those who were waiting for links, here are some more, but make sure to check other works of the same author if you missed my previous announsments, cause their stories are good, and you know there's never enought Felinette!!! (BONUS in the end)

Unsigned Gifts by KnifeDancer

Prompt:

One day Marinette finds an expensive palette color guide on her desk, another day it’s a new sketchbook – just after her sketchbook ran out. Gifts continue to appear and Marinette doesn’t immediately realize who she should thank for such an attentive attitude towards her and her favorite pastime... OR 5 Times Marinette Received Unsigned Gifts And One Time She Guessed Who All The Gifts Were From.

Sleeping Beauty by KnifeDancer

Prompt:

Marinette is hit by the Akuma – who tells the Sleeping Beauty fairytale – and falls asleep. Ladybug doesn’t come to fight and Chat Noir is desperate. Some people who were hit woke up after their beloved kissed them and Alya Cesaire is searching for Adrien Agreste, claiming that his kiss will wake up Marinette, and, for some reason, Felix is very annoyed by this idea... But whose kiss is really able to wake Marinette up?

Dancing In The Rain by KnifeDancer

Prompt:

Rain

In which Felix learns that Paris at night is much more beautiful when he dances in the rain... with Marinette.

Let It Snow by KnifeDancer

Prompt:

Snow

Marinette moved away from her classmates in the park slightly and stood with her mouth open and eyes closed to catch falling snowflakes with her mouth. Something warm and tender touches her lips instead and she is engulfed in a gentle kiss, but when she opens her eyes, Felix is standing in front of her. He says that this is a better use for her mouth than catching snow. And to her surprise, she agrees.

Love At First Sight by KnifeDancer

Prompt:

Love Akuma

Marinette is hit by the Akuma which causes everyone she meets with her eyes to fall in love with her. She has to only look down, because a couple of classmates whom she has already looked in the eyes relentlessly seek her attention and that is more than enough. She has to temporarily give her earrings to Alya, and while her friend replaces Ladybug, none other than Felix Fathom protects Marinette from pseudo-lovers. After all, he is the only one who for some reason wasn’t affected by her eyes and continues to behave rudely with her, though he doesn’t mind to guard her...

Not Dating by KnifeDancer

Prompt:

Not Dating

Classmates’ POV fic. Day by day and one by one Marinette’s classmates noticed that she got closer to Felix. Close enough to be considered dating. Finally all the class is convinced that the two ARE dating. The only problem is, not Felix nor Marinette seem to know about it.

Enjoy!!! And you can find all the prompts HERE (Ao3) and my own works based on my Felinette prompts HERE (Ao3) - NEW one comes TOMORROW (My Amazing Girlfriend) BONUS:

prompt: Felix and Marinette are dating for a while now and they thought that everyone knew about it, but when someone in the class makes a remark that Felix will never find himself a girlfriend, Felix replies that he already has one, and no one believes him, – they realize that everyone still perceives their flirting-through-arguments for quarrels. What will they do about it?

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