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lilian-sins · 4 months

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“𝑈𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒.”

❥︎ pairing: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir x gn!Ladybug miraculous user!Reader

❥︎ p.o.v: 3ʳᵈ person

❥︎ ch. 3 summary: As [Y/N] struggles to adjust to their new role as Red Beetle, tensions with Chat Noir reach a breaking point. With each Akuma attack, their partner's constant comparisons to Ladybug wear on their's patience, ending in a heated confrontation that leaves both heroes reeling. Seeking solace in the city's shadows, the teen finds unexpected guidance.

❥︎ tags: swearing; fighting; bad descriptions of fights; communication is not in the room; chat does not like reader; brief exploration of adrien/chat’s grief over losing ladybug; reader is not doing okay; punching walls and the consequences of it; BURGER 🇺🇸🦅🦅 !!! (im european); fight club reference??

❥︎ word count: 4,004

chapter 2 | series masterlist | chapter 4

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting Paris in a twilight hue as [Y/N] stood atop a rooftop, their careful eyes scanning out the city. Below, the busy streets swelled with life, but above, the air hung heavy with tension and dread. Transformed into their red and black suit, the teen’s heart felt heavy with the burden of the responsibilities that were thrust upon them. A soft sigh escaped [Y/N]’s lips as they adjusted the straps of their goggles, their thoughts drifting to the rough experiences they’d faced as Paris’ new hero. Each fight with the Akumas had left their marks, but none of them compared to the claws Chat Noir sunk into their heart.

Chat Noir: a person who they were supposed to trust, but is the complete opposite — a relentless stream of petty critique and comparison to someone long gone. [Y/N] understands that the void left by Ladybug has been a constant, burning reminder with them around that Chat Noir is still hurt and may feel that accepting them will fully confirm that she won’t ever return. But the teen refused to be compared to the memory of a ghost, to be judged for every wrong thing they did, to be set up to fail every step of the way because the standards were set far too high. But it wasn’t just him; it was everyone — even if they didn’t say the quiet part out loud: Red Beetle was not Ladybug; Red Beetle could never hope to be Ladybug, and all of them knew that…

Before their thoughts consumed them whole, piercing screams from below snapped them out of their trance. [Y/N] quickly pulled their yo-yo out, swinging it, before they secured the string to a building ahead. They jumped down, quickly zipping across the heads of people running in the opposite direction — a bright beacon pointing to where the danger was. A dark figure could be seen causing havoc in the distance. Flying onto the scene, the shadowy creature seemed to cast a veil of dust and debris over the barren city streets. Without hesitation, Red Beetle leapt into action, punching and swinging wildly, their thoughts on a completely different plane of reality, not noticing that their hits fazed through the wispy shadows.

Of course, the shadows retaliated, knocking the masked hero aside, before continuing on with their rampage through the city. Red Beetle hit the ground hard, and the impact sent shockwaves of pain through their body. As they lay there, barely able to catch their breath, another relentless force was beating at their mind and soul. ‘Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!’ frustration was bubbling up faster than they could react. Their vision was going blurry. There wasn’t any fucking time for this, they had to get back up and get rid of this villain. Red forced themselves back on their feet, masking their inner conflict with a false-front confidence. With a wavered sigh, the hero launched themselves back into the fray, only to find themselves inexplicably stuck — something was stopping them to chase after the villain in the distance. Turning around, they tense up at the source of their restriction. The teen’s gaze met the slitted, lime green eyes of the cat of the hour. The look on his face was a mix of frustration and judgement, his mere presence a harsh reminder of their apparent ‘failure’.

—“What was that? What the hell was that?”

Such a good question: what was that? A pathetic attempt at saving the day is what that was — one that could’ve done more harm than good, one that could’ve hurt more civilians. Oh, this day is not going well…

—“Are you even listening to me?” focusing on anything right now was hard, especially when everything is so blurry and an insistent ringing noise that wouldn’t go away plagued their ears.

—“Hey! Snap out of it! We need to focus on this Akuma, but if you’re going to be so useless then at least get out of the way!” the sudden weight on their shoulders snapped the teen back to reality, Chat Noir was glaring at them, before he pulled away and ran in the direction the Akuma fled to.

Shaking their head, Red Beetle tried to focus on what was important right now. They pulled out their yo-yo, quickly swinging and jumping right in front of the mass of shadow. But, the same thoughts came back up, the teen’s movements erratic and unfocused. Chat Noir notices this and his frustration grows more.

—“Damnit, you’re not even hitting it!”

—“Shut up!”

This is the first time they spoke this day, finally letting something out after hours of bottling up. Just as they said that, something, surprisingly tangible and hard, making them stagger back as their thoughts finally cleared enough to think of something that could help. Red Beetle ran behind a brick building, trying to think of something that might help in this situation.

—“Lucky Charm!”

What the Lucky Charm gives is a gamble every time — whether it's an item that will only be thrown in the air to fix the damages, or one that gives you the answer straight away. This time, thankfully, it was the latter: a small pocket mirror that, when positioned just right, is great at reflecting light and getting rid of shadows.

Bingo.

Red Beetle helps the barely conscious man stand up, one of his arms hanging around their strong shoulders. The young man could barely stand on his feet, so the teen had to drag him to one of the emergency vehicles that had arrived once it was safe. Red Beetle’s goggles rested around their neck, their inhuman eyes filled with worry. Each step was a struggle as they tried to keep the man's weight balanced, the strain evident in their tense muscles beneath their red armor. Upon reaching the paramedics, Red Beetle gently lowered the man onto a stretcher, their breath heavy from the effort. They lingered for a moment, watching as the medical team took over, a sense of concern etched into their expression.

—“Is he going to be okay?” they asked one of the paramedics, their voice tinged with worry. The paramedic only responded with a reassuring nod before closing the back door. As the vehicle drove away, the teen hero let out a deep sigh of relief. It was finally over, and they could retreat to what they had dubbed their ‘thinking tree’ — not an actual tree, but a secluded spot atop a building with a clear view of most of the city. As they made their way there, the adrenaline in their body slowly faded away, leaving them exhausted.

[Y/N]’s moment of content shattered when a loud ‘ahem’ was let out behind them. This time, the sigh they let out was an exasperated one; they really didn’t want to get into a spat right now. The teen turns around, coming face-to-face with, and actually looking at, Chat Noir. He didn’t let them say anything.

—“You mind telling me what that was back there? You were a mess, more than you usually are.” Chat Noir scoffed, clearly frustrated. His arms were crossed tightly over his chest, his fingers tapping impatiently against his bicep. He was clearly running out of patience — both because they only had 4 more minutes before they both de-transformed and because he wanted an answer. His eyes bore into Red Beetle, who could almost taste his irritation in the back of their throat. Time was ticking away, and the tension between them was growing thicker with each passing moment of silence.

—“What do you mean, ‘what was that’? I handled it in the end!” The teen retorted, frustration bubbling up like bile inside them, “but it’s hard when your so-called partner doesn’t even believe in you!”

—“Believing in you isn’t the problem! The problem is that your best was a disaster! Ladybug would have never been so reckless!” Chat Noir shouted.

—“Oh, Ladybug, Ladybug, Ladybug, well I’m not HER, okay? I’m getting sick of you comparing me to her!” Red shot back, their anger flaring.

—“Well, maybe if you acted more like her — maybe if she didn’t leave me, we wouldn’t be in this mess!” he shouted, the words he said blindly catching up with him only seconds later. Cold regret washed over the feline hero, but also relief that he finally got out all that was bothering him — even if it was at the cost of another person.

There weren’t any words in any language to explain what went through [Y/N]’s mind at that moment. It was everything and nothing at the same time. They stood there for what felt like ages — but was a mere 5 seconds — Chat Noir’s icy words echoing and setting deep into their mind. With a bitter thought, Red Beetle could finally confirm that they were just not enough, that they will never be enough.

—“Do you really think I wanted any of this?” the teen asked, they felt their hands trembling with an emotion they couldn’t quite figure out — it was sublte but the hurt in their voice was clear as glass, “I didn’t ask for this shit. I didn’t ask to replace her, so don’t look at me like I’m the one behind all of this.”

Red Beetle turned around, ready to leave. Chat’s faux cat ears seemed to droop down closer to his head as he finally registered what they said. His eyes followed their reteating figure, a mix of regret and frustration clouding his face. He tried opening his mouth to speak, but the words caught in his throat, for he had no idea what to even say. His hand hovered in the air, trying to reach out for reconciliation, but he put his hand down — held back by pride.

He watched the spotted hero grabbed her — no their — yo-yo, swinging it to a nearby building, and zipping away in regret. Chat looked down, clenching his clawed fists to not let his emotions take over. He knew that he was unfair — downright an asshole sometimes — but the pain of his Lady’s absence and the months he had spent in these battles alone had clouded his judgement… Maybe he should apologize…

BEEP BEEP

…next time, then.

Adrien lays in the dark of his room, on his uncomfortably stiff bed, staring blankly at the stark white ceiling of his, ridiculously large, bedroom. The teen boy’s thoughts ran louder than he’d like, bouncing against the walls and back into his head like an echo. The argument with Red Beetle wore him down more than he’d like to admit, replaying in his head like a broken record. He couldn’t shake the guilt he felt, but his feelings about Ladybug’s sudden departure hit him hard in the heart every time he set his eyes on the almost-familiar-but-not-at-all-familiar red suit.

Plagg floated over to Adrien, his cat-eyes casting a faint green glow in the dark of the room. The black cat Kwami laid on the teen’s chest, trying to figure out what to say to help him. Emotional talks weren’t his strong suit — that was more of Tikki’s thing.

—“Hey, kid… you okay there?”

The sixteen-year-old took a while to respond, blinking a few times before he nodded sluggishly in response, not wanting to get into it. But Plagg was persistent when he wanted to be, something he shared with Tikki, so, until his holder got everything out, he wouldn’t stop pestering him. Adrien sighed in silent surrender, rubbing his face as he sat uprights. Sleep wouldn’t come easy tonight, so he might as well talk through it.

—“I… I messed up, Plagg. I messed up hard… and I don’t know what to do…”

—“Well, the first thing you could do is apologize to them,” the Kwami stated almost immediately, not out of malicious intent, but a sort of reflex he had to make snarky, unserious remarks. This was clearly not the time for that. It was clear from the tired glare Adrien that sent his companion’s way — a silent message of ‘not right now’.

—“Look, kid, your feelings are natural; you and Ladybug were close, so, of course, her leaving would hurt you. It’s okay to feel hurt.” Plagg floated over to sit on the teen boy’s shoulder. “But your feelings don’t give you a free pass to hurt others, and it’s not the answer or sollution to this.”

Adrien nodded, his gaze drifting towards the view his ceiling-to-floor windows gave as he contemplated Plagg’s, surprisingly wise, words.

—“I know you’re right, I just… I don’t know how to let go of her.”

—“You don’t have to let go of the past, Adrien. But you can’t let it take over your life — you’ve seen how your father took to your mother’s death — you have the power to make it better, starting with how you treat Red.”

Adrien’s lips twiched into a small smile, feeling the weight in his chest lifting even just a bit.

—“Thanks, Plagg. I needed to hear that.”

—“Anytime, kid.” Plagg grinned mischievously, then floated over to his designated pillow on Adrien’s bed, “Now, let’s sleep! I am exhausted!”

The teen boy chuckled quietly, feeling a soft warmth wash over him.

—“Yeah, you’re right. Goodnight, Plagg.”

With that, Adrien laid back down, getting under the covers. His eyes fluttering closed as his mind may finally rest in piece, if only for the night.

[Y/N] paced back and forth in their room, fists clenched at their sides, as their frustration only grew with each step they took. The argument with Chat Noir raced in their head, replaying every word he said over and over again, like a broken record. They didn’t even turn to face Tikki, who was sitting on the teen’s bed watching over them with a worried expression, before they started speaking.

—“I mean, I didn’t ask for any of this, Tikk!” [Y/N] exclaimed suddenly, their voice trembling with boiling anger.

—“And, instead of having a partner to help, I get Mr. Cinema-Sins-for-heroes! UGH, and the constant comparissons to his ‘precious Lady’ make me sick!” they mimicked the feline hero mockingly, putting their hands together under their chin, pretending to be the lovestruck fool they saw in some of the Ladyblog’s recordings.

—“Like, of course ‘Ladybug would have never been so reckless!’, she and I are not the same FUCKING PERSON! UGH!”

Tikki flew over from her spot on the bed, her little wings fluttering so fast you could barely see them. Her eyes held so much concern for her young holder.

—“[Y/N], I know it’s been difficult for you — assimilating into Parisian culture and becoming a hero less than a month after getting here. But you have to remember that this is difficult for Chat Noir too; he must be going through a lot to be reacting this harshly to these changes…”

Okay, so, rational, calm [Y/N] would’ve accepted this, but right now? Right now rational and calm [Y/N] was thrown out the window. The teen’s anger flared even hotter. Their fists were shaking from the energy stored in them as they turned around quickly. They didn’t even think before pulling one of their hands back and punching the wall closest to them. [Y/N]’s reaction was delayed, but when they felt the immediate pain shooting through their hand, they realized what just happened. The teen didn’t turn to face Tikki, afraid to see her little expression, afraid to see her disappointment, maybe even fear, at what they’d just done. They grabbed their hurt hand, lowering their head, as their mind started to overthink again. But one thought was raised louder than the rest:

‘I really am my father’s child, aren’t I...? Maybe she was right, after all…’

Tikki came closer to [Y/N], trying to assess the damage done to her holder’s hand, here alien-like eyes wide like saucers. But, as if able to read the teen’s thoughts, her worries switched when they saw the spaced out look in their eyes. Like they were in another place entirely.

—“[Y/N]? Are you alright?” Tikki asked lowly, as if speaking any higher would spook them like a baby deer, touching their cheek with one of her small limbs. That seemed to do the trick, as minutes later the Kwami could see her holder come back from whatever mental cage they were in, even if just for a while.

—“Great, just great,” [Y/N] finally muttered, staring intently at the swollen and sore areas of their knuckles.

[Y/N] backed up, sitting on the edge of their bed, non-damaged hand hiding their face as their anger dissolved into a heavy sadness.

—“It just feels like no matter what I do, it’s never going to be enough. I can’t be Ladybug, and I won’t even try being her. But it seems like Chat Noir just can’t look past it, look past her. I know that she was this beacon of light and hope, and that I can’t live up to her legacy…”

Tikki gently landed on [Y/N]’s shoulder, offering a small, comforting smile.

—“You don’t have to be Ladybug. You shouldn’t be Ladybug. My previous holder also felt like she was not enough, but I’ll tell you what I used to tell her: you just have to be you; if you have good intentions and your heart is in the right place, then it doesn’t matter what other people think of you, as long as you’re helping people — even if they think your ways are ‘unconventional’. Every holder of ours was new to this at some point, but they always find themselves. And I know you will too.” The Kwami suddenly sprung up, buzzing in front of the teen’s tired face, and reached one red limb outward. “How about we go take a walk around the city? Maybe it’ll help clear your mind, if only for tonight. What do you say?”

The teen looked up at Tikki through the gaps between their fingers, considering the suggestion. With Alizée working late again, they had nothing but time to brood and stomp around, but that wasn’t going to help anyone.

—“Yeah, a walk might be good,” they agreed, standing up and taking a deep breath.

—“Let’s get out of here.”

Tikki nodded enthusiastically, waiting for her human friend to get ready before flying into their bag with her designated snacks. The two headed down the few flights of stairs and headed out into the Parisian night, the air cooler than it was in the hot summer day. The city noises provided a much-needed distraction for the teen to get away from their troubled thoughts.

Tikki and [Y/N] wandered through the dimly lit streets of Paris, the cool evening air helping to clear the teen’s troubled mind. As they walked, a charming 24-hour bar called “Le Piège à Miel” on the other side of the street caught their sharp eye. The warm light from inside spilling out onto the street and the inviting aroma of food made [Y/N]’s stomach rumble, a reminder that they hadn’t eaten since that Akuma attack earlier in the day. The teen looked around wearily before looking down into their bag.

—“Let’s grab something to eat.”

They made their way inside — the warm, cozy atmosphere offered a stark contrast to the chilly night outside. [Y/N] found a corner booth and sat down. Looking over what the menu offered, they decided to order a burger and fries, getting a chocolate chip cookie for Tikki. The waitress gave a slightly curious look but, thankfully, didn’t comment. As they waited for their food, [Y/N] fell silent, lost in thought, replaying the argument with Chat Noir over and over again.

The booth table shook suddenly, immediately snapping [Y/N] out of their introspection, as someone sat down roughly across from them. [Y/N] looked up, startled, only to see an older woman, perhaps in her early-to-mid 50s, staring back at them with sharp, inquisitive, silver eyes.

—“Mind if I join you?” the woman asked, not really bothering to wait for a response. “I’m Katerina, the owner of this little, quaint establishment.”

—“Uhh, sure. I’m [Y/N],” the teen replied cautiously, slightly taken aback by her directness.

They reached their uninjured hand across the table to shake. Katerina reached her own, barely wrinkly, hand, covered in gold bands and some colorful jewels, out for the teen to grab. The two shook hands for a bit before retracting them back to their place. The older woman studied them for a few moments before her gaze fell and lingered on [Y/N]’s swollen and bloody knuckles.

—“Rough day?” she asked, raising a thin eyebrow.

[Y/N] hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded a bit reluctantly. They swallowed the chewed-up fries in their mouth before speaking. If there was anything that their father successfully beat into them, it was manners.

—“You could say that.”

Katerina leaned back in her seat, her expression curious, with a slight familiarity dancing within her eyes.

—“You get into fights often, then?”

—“More often than I’d like,” [Y/N] nodded again, not really looking at the woman sitting in front of them.

Katerina studied them for another moment, as if searching for something, but not willing to share it. It made [Y/N] slightly uncomfortable; being under this woman’s gaze felt a lot like being on trial waiting to hear your sentence. Once she found what she was looking for, Katerina stood up, motioning for the teen to follow her.

—“Come with me. There’s something I want to show you.”

[Y/N] immediately tensed up and felt Tikki in their bag do the same, the little rustling of her eating the cookie she got stopping too, the teen’s mind racing with possible escape routes in case things went south. Katerina seemed to notice their apprehension and gave them a reassuring smile.

—“Don’t you worry, Little Tiger. You’ll be safe here.”

Their curiosity piqued, [Y/N] followed the older woman behind the counter to a door they had noticed a few burly men enter through earlier. Katerina opened it, revealing a dimly lit basement. As the pair descended the flight of stairs, the air grew cooler, and the sounds of glasses clinking and waitresses taking notes faded away. At the bottom of the stairs, Katerina opened another door, and [Y/N]’s eyes widened in awe. The doorway was like a portal to another world, revealing a large, grimy basement that was illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights. In the center of the room, a large, beat-up, well-used boxing ring stood proud, surrounded by various other training equipment. In one corner, there was a makeshift med bay, its frequent use evidenced by its worn-out appearance. Tall, muscular men and women moved around the space, their faces bloody and sweaty, engaged in intense conversations and sparring matches.

[Y/N] released a breath they hadn’t realized they were holding, feeling a strange mixture of fear and wonder. Katerina glanced at the mesmerized teen, a hint of nostalgia dancing in her silver irises.

—“This is where people of all backgrounds come to let off steam. Sometimes, it’s the best way to deal with what’s eating at you.”

[Y/N] nodded slowly, taking it all in. The raw, gritty atmosphere of this new world felt oddly comforting, like they finally found a place to be themselved; without judgement or punishment.

—“I… I’ve never seen anything like this before.”

—“I see a lot of my younger self in you, [Y/N]. I thought you might find this place interesting.” Katerina smiled, her smile lines becoming even more visible.

—“Thank you, Katerina. I think… I think I needed this.” The teen finally turned to face the older woman.

—“No problem, Little Tiger. Whenever you need to blow off some steam, you know where to find us.” Katerina patted [Y/N] on the shoulder.

The sixteen-year-old nodded, mustering up a wobbly smile on their lips. As they watched the fighters in the ring and around the room practicing with punching bags and boxing pears, they felt a spark of hope flicker in their chest.

Maybe, just maybe, they could find their own way to be a hero.

chapter 2 | series masterlist | chapter 4

❥︎ author's note: Chapter 3 is finally here!!! I’m really proud of this chapter, so I hope you guys enjoyed it too! A few things before I go: 1) I’m thinking of explanding into other fandoms (mostly other ‘kids’ movies/shows, but also things like Gotham, MK1 (also lately this fucking Dutchman has stolen my heart and attention so I might write some about Joost Klein, but idk)) so lmk if you're interested in stuff like Descendants, Steven Universe ect. 2) should I open up requests? I know I post like once in a blue moon lol but having ideas to bounce off of would be nice 3) this story is now on AO3! 4) I know Tumblr isn’t a follower/like based platform but recently I noticed that this blog hit 150 followers, so THANK YOUU! ❤️

❥︎ posted: 2024 | 05 | 26

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frickingnerd · 1 year

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kiss me before i lose my mind

pairing: luka couffaine x gn!reader

summary: luka knows he really shouldn't kiss you in public, to keep your relationship a secret. but he just can't keep his hands off you...

tags: secret relationship, mari crushing on luka & adrien crushing on reader, almost caught kissing, use of y/n, kissing, luka is a bad liar, luka is so in love with reader, dancing (reader & adrien)

seeing you smile at him like this but being unable to hold you close and kiss you was absolutely killing luka.

but you and luka had decided to keep your relationship a secret from your friends, ever since the two of you got together a few weeks ago. after all, making your relationship public would only end up hurting someone. everyone knew that marinette had a thing for luka, as well as that adrien had a little crush on you as well. those two were your friends and you really didn't want to hurt them by making out in front of them, but it was getting harder and harder as time went by to keep your relationship a secret.

the two of you were currently at a party that rose was hosting, having arrived there separately, only to find your way towards each other once everyone had arrived. despite trying to keep it hidden, you still couldn't stay away from each other. and keeping your hands to yourself was just as hard, if not harder…

"please, stop smiling at me like that. i'm not sure what will happen if you keep doing that…"

luka's eyes went back and forth between you and the dancefloor, where all of his friends were dancing together. despite having found a more secluded spot, he was sure someone would notice if he'd kiss you right now. though he really couldn't keep away from you for long…

"luka… i always smile like that"

you replied amused, gently resting a hand on your boyfriend's cheek, only for him to remove it and take your hand into his own.

"then i guess i never realized how pretty you look…" luka leaned in a bit. "i really, really want to kiss you right now…"

you could feel his breath against your lips and the loud music in the background. yet somehow, luka's breathing sounded so much louder than the music, as he tried to control himself and stop himself from pulling you into a kiss.

"and the others? if they see us, they–"

"would it be selfish if i said i don't care anymore…? i know they're our friends, but… as our friends, they should be happy for us! and nothing would make me happier than kissing you already…"

luka was barely holding himself back anymore. his lips shaking with anticipation, just waiting to finally meet yours.

"just one kiss, alright?"

you both know that it wouldn't stay at just one. but luka mumbled a quick "sure" out, before pressing his lips onto yours, his hands finding their way onto your hips and pulling you closer. you closed your eyes, immersing yourself into the moment. after a few seconds, luka pulled away for a quick second to gasp for air, only to press his lips onto yours for a second and then third kiss.

you only pulled away from each other when you heard someone approach, a familiar voice calling out to the two of you.

"is everything okay…?"

you quickly pulled away from each other. luka towered over you, covering adrien's view of you, which led to the model only getting a good view of luka's back.

you stared into luka's eyes for a moment, a panicked look on both of your faces, before you put on a smile and turned around to face your friend.

"yeah, all good here!" luka smiled, trying to look as calm as he always did. "i just… got my necklace entangled in their clothes… you know how it is!"

you bit down on your bottom lip, trying not to grin after that awful lie luka told. and yet, adrien seemed to buy it.

"oh, i see! then, if you don't mind, would you like to dance with me, y/n..?"

you turned to luka for a moment, almost as if asking for his permission. though in the end, you knew you had no reason to refuse adrien's request.

"sure, i'd love to!" you replied and the blonde boy's face lit up. "we'll talk again later then, luka~!"

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donat-senpai · 4 months

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Can you please write a platonic Yandere Adrien with (best) friend reader. Reader also has a miraculous, Adrien finds out. Kinda like a scenario

Please don't read this if you are uncomfortable with the yandere!

Pairing: Yandere! Adrien x Reader

tw: platonic obsession, stealing other people's things

Adrian sighs heavily. Lately, too many problems have been piling up on him. He didn't get a moment's peace at school. His father was constantly demanding something. And Hawk Moth seemed to never sleep. He added work for the heroes at the most inconvenient times. During a recent attack on the city, another person joined the famous hero duo. A little later, Adrian (or Chat Noir, to be precise) learned that Ladybug had nothing to do with it. This made him worry. Who is this person? Can they be trusted? And where did another Miraculous come from that doesn't belong to the guardian of the box? Too many questions filled the blond's head.

———

You greet Adrien with a joyful hug. The boy finally relaxes and forgets all his worries. In your presence, he feels calm. You excitedly start telling him about a new game and make him promise to play it with you this weekend. Adrien looks around the classroom. Every classmate is busy with their own thing. Once (when he had just started going to school) they used to tease you with jokes about being long-lost sibling. You two had just become friends too quickly and easily. Adrien sometimes joked himself that you were actually an Agreste. A bright glint distracts Adrien from his memories, and he notices a new pendant on your chest.

"What’s that?" Adrien asks.

You don't immediately understand what he's talking about. But when you catch his gaze, you start to stammer.

"Oh… Umm… just a piece of jewelry," you answer awkwardly.

"I’ve never seen you wear it before."

"I found it recently in a shop. Just some junk. Doesn't matter," you laugh nervously and change the subject.

Adrien raises an eyebrow in surprise. You've never behaved like this before. So… strange. It's like you're hiding something.

———

The villain throws Chat Noir into some trash cans and moves further into the city center, leading Ladybug away. Cat Noir groans in pain and tries to stand up, not very gracefully. A new hero lands softly next to him and extends a hand.

"I thought cats always land on their feet."

"Ha. Very funny," Chat Noir grumbles, but accepts the help. Chat Noir's gaze stops at the new hero's Miraculous. It's a pendant. The jewelry reminds him of something, but he can't remember what exactly.

"Let's deal with this quickly. I still need to make it to the book fair," the hero heads towards the noise, not waiting for his partner.

Chat Noir freezes. There’s only one fair in the city today. And Adrien was already planning to go there with you. A strange feeling washes over him. Now that he knows the new hero will be there too, he’s not so sure if he should go. Although there will be hundreds of people. The chance of revealing someone's identity is practically zero. Even if he accidentally starts scanning the crowd.

———

Ladybug was delayed. The heroes found themselves in a disadvantageous position. They barely escaped. Chat Noir was in a panic. He admitted that he hadn’t come up with the best plan. But the idea was reliable if they wanted to throw the villain’s minions off their trail. The minions ability will not allow them to find specific heroes if the heroes exchange Miraculouses and become new heroes. They needed to buy time until Ladybug showed up. That was what Adrien thought as he handed his ring to his partner behind the door.

He shuddered at the thought that if they wanted to betray him and reveal their connection to Hawk Moth, now would be the perfect moment. But they obediently handed him their pendant. Adrien almost thanked them but restrained himself. It was best not to talk too much without the magic of the Miraculouses. After all, Adrien was a famous model and it wasn’t hard to recognize his voice.

He finally looked at the other’s Miraculous and felt a shock. In his fingers lay a very familiar object. He couldn’t help but recognize your pendant. He had looked at it too often since he first noticed it. You were the new hero. Adrien panicked, wondering if you would recognize his ring. You rarely paid close attention to his hands. The hero (it can’t be… it’s you!) knocked on the door and asked him to hurry. Adrien decided to put his inner turmoil aside. The city needed saving right now.

———

The next day, Adrien watches you more closely than ever. You act as usual, which leads him to think that you haven't figured out Chat Noir's identity. A whirlwind of emotions overwhelms him. He's angry that you haven't told him anything. He understands you because he kept his secret the same way. And he's scared. What if one day you can't handle a villain? What if Hawk Moth finds out too? What if all of Paris learns your identity? Adrien starts to have a small panic attack. Nino jumps up and tries to help. Adrien is gasping for breath and can't explain anything.

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Adrien sneaks into the empty locker room while you and the class are swimming in the pool. It's one of the rare moments when you take off your pendant. It turns out that not all Miraculouses are as convenient as his ring or Ladybug's earrings. He never thought about how lucky he was before. He quickly finds your locker and breaks into it. The lock is so flimsy that Adrien feels a bit ashamed of how easily he was able to open it. He grabs the pendant and goes to hide it in his bag.

Adrien mentally prepares himself to comfort you. If he lost his Miraculous, he would be horrified. He thinks about what words he could say to console you. Adrien wonders if you would tell him your secret if you had nothing left to lose. He wants this. This will prove your trust in him.

Adrien thinks about what to do with your Miraculous now. He would like to use it sometimes along with his ring. But that would completely ruin your opinion of Chat Noir. Maybe he should bury the Miraculous in the forest or throw it into the sea so that no one could find it.

Now, you don't have to worry about the villains. And Adrien doesn't have to worry about your safety. Protecting Paris is no longer your job. Ladybug and Chat Noir will handle it together.

#yandere miraculous ladybug x reader #yandere miraculous ladybug #yandere x reader #adrien agreste x reader #yandere adrien agreste x reader #yandere chat noir #chat noir x reader #miraculous ladybug x reader

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themonasterygates · 1 year

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yandere! chat blanc 🌑 general headcanons

chat blanc x gn reader

content warning: yandere content, stalking, posessiveness/obsessiveness, mention of killing + guilt-tripping

word count: 884 words

• before your meeting with one another, he was already so far accquainted with you but of course, you don't know have to know about that.

• you caught his attention with how alive your energy was, it drew him in to you. he's admire you from afar for countless of weeks, memorizing your habit of movements and your day to day schedule.

• when he finally does feel certain to approach you, he comes to you as a friendly, concerned hero and asking you where the akumatized person went. he finds himself purposefully putting you in a dangerous situation just to only save you and have you indebted to him. chat blanc yearns for any sort of validation that'll feed his big ego.

• after that encounter, you notice how chat blanc is always near you. everyday. whether it be if it's a slow day and no one gets akumatized, you'll see him patrolling no matter where you look it. it was like he was everywhere with you but you brushed it off as him doing his job.

• with how many times you've encountered chat blanc already, you find yourself growing closer to him. he always subtly flirted with you that would be unnoticed to the naked eyed but you had always managed to catch it. with time, you grow closer with him and so does your relationship circumstances.

• you quickly learned that he wasn't what he was on the surface level and what you had always perceived him as of. chat blanc has posessive tendencies which can be ruled off as him being simply clingy but he sticks to you like glue. he wants to be apart of everything you experience, be in every moment with you and to never have you leave his sight.

• when you're away, he has horrible seperation anxiety. he knows where you are, he always does. but that doesn't stop his anxiety. it's nothing specific but it all stems from his father's negligence (something that you don't really know much of but still, chat blanc opened up a bit to you).

• he loves to (exclusively) call you his "princess/my prince" with every chance he's given. lots of physical affection, no matter or wherever whenever you're with blanc, his hands would always be on you. snuggling, putting his heard on your shoulder with this arms around your waist. if he isn't touching you, he'll look at you straight in the eye with no doubt.

• he simply loves your hands in his. he absolutely loves to draw circles with his thumb on yours and give occasional squeezed. he'd lift the back of your hand up to his cheek and would close his eyes and pur at the feeling. he'd open his eyes, half-lidded, with such a pure and content expression on his face, your heart just melts at the scene. he'll lick your face all over like a cat grooming itself and then would play it off as a joke but you know he genuinely loves licking you.

• he loves to just bite you. your arm, hand, cheek, neck. he'll sometimes (almost all the time) leave your neck with hickeys (even if that isn't the intention at times), preceding to give you a bite mark along with it and then will be smugly oblivious of your annoyance.

• back to his possessiveness, chat blanc gets easily jealous to the people around you and prefer it if he can just isolate you from everyone else. even if someone is conveniently standing next to you, he'd scare the poor person off with all of his glaring as his mind travels to a much darker part of his brain on what to do.

• he brands you as "his", whether if you're dating him or not, he brands you as a "his" and vice versa. he feels entitled for your affection and is unable to handle rejection in any form. he holds you in such a high pedastal and would quite literally unconditionally love you as he unreasonably expects the same from you.

• he's willing (and wanting) to go through such deep lengths to keep you happy in any way. he'll do anything for you, even if it's something he despires doing, as long as it manages to get a giggle out of you, he'll learn to love it as you love it. chat blanc, with no hesitation, would and will kill for you. it can be a bully of yours years ago or someone simply mocking you, you'll always see them again on the news declared as "missing".

• he loves your humility and does not want to "corrupt" you in any way, so when you are suspicious of him relating to the recentissing people, you don't pry much as chat blanc goes out his way to guilt-trip you on your suspicions. "do you not trust me?"

• chat blanc is controlling and he knows just the right ways to make you vulnerable for him but he's desperate for you all the very same. he may have a cold front to others but you bring out a side of him that he didn't even knew he had. he loves you, and he knows it all too well, even if that sense of love that he discerns for you is twisted.

"my heart only beats for you."

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thequietkid-moonie · 1 year

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Their extrovert crush is a really good singer

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Marinette, Adrien, Luka ]

[ Miraculous Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir ]

× Inspired on Sarah (from Kaleido Star)

Im being really excited since I had this idea!! I just love it so much!!! Also, im bragging about one of my favorites characters 🙆🏻‍♀️ like, seriously, Sarah is ✨ amazing ✨

I thought in Ibuki too but I decided to keep it as just Sarah

Marinette Dupain-Cheng

It could be that Marinette personaly meet you in school or by casuality first, or that she gets interested in your music first and then meet you in person, no matter how it happen she will be really surprised by how different your personality it is with the angelic and soft voice you have while sing, she find it hilarious at first but as the time pass and she falls in love with you she start to see it more as a little quirk of yours that makes you more special!

Marinette loves your voice and is constantly hearing your songs (if she has to record your voice herself she will find a way to do it), specially when she is doing homework or working in her designs she has your music in the background (she swears that your voice inspire her) and sometimes even sings along with you, and is for sure that at least once she had fallen sleep while hearing your voice

Speaking of it, Marinette has a lot of drawings of you, drawings of you alone, with the diferents costumes of your presentations, drawings of you with designs she made specially for you and so on, but she keep it to only herself! (or at least try to), she will be really embarrassed if you ever find out about this (even when she daydream a lot about you using her designs)

If Marinette ever has the opportunity to heard you sing personaly is almost a miracle that she doesn't faint or even combust for how flustered she is or how her heart is beating so fast, but it would even more dificult for her to stay calm if she is physicaly close to you (like she just casually heard you sing or even hum, or that you do it for her)

She is always paying a lot of attention to news about you in social media, specially if you make a new song or are going to have a presentation, somehow she always know (and she tries to go)

Marinette is always shy and trip in her own words whenever you are around, so you being more extrovert and talktive is a good thing for her, but at the same time is really bad, it helps her that you has no problem with starting the conversation with her but it makes her really nervous that you two are actually talking, still she can't help but be atracted to you

Marinette can't just bring herself to say no to you, and sometimes she is to distracted with your beauty to even actually heard what you are telling her so whenever you invite her to do something she end up going with you to a strange training of any fighting style you are into, however she is too nervous to say something or decline so she just end up doing it anyways

Marinette will never let anyone talk bad about you, even if someone just think that you are a little weird she is quickly to stand up for you and defend you (even if you don't really mind their comments), also it could be that if people don't actually hear you sing they won't really believe it, in that case she will try to defend you too

When you express your admiration for Ladybug and Chat Noir she is incredibly flustered, she is between trying to say a lot of things at once and stuttering, when she finally manage to ask you she quickly become a flustered blushing mess for you saying how much you admire them for how they always bravery fight against the akumatized people and thanks to your words practically all her worries and insecurities completely vanish (at least for a while) and will be giggly braging about it with Tikki for a long time

Whenever she is fighting as Ladybug it isn't her intention but sometimes she has to save you or put you out of danger and everytime she gets really blushy and giggly. Also, it take a lot of self control and insistence of Tikki for her to not give you a miraculous at the first chance she has

Adrien Agreste

It could be that you two met from even before he has the opportunity to properly go to the school, since you are part of the world of entertainment by being a really good singer, it would be because it benefit him (making good to his image) or even that Gabriel has made exclusive designs for your presentations (at least once) that gives him the opportunity to meet you and his father won't really see a problem with it

Adrien is really happy with being able to have more friends, doesn't matter much your personality at first and even so he likes it, however he is too innocent to notice when his feelings started to change, when he wants to spend more time with you not only because you are his friend, or when your voice start to sound even more beautiful or even when he start to win more confidence and become a little more extrovert (at least when he is with you)

Adrien will be lying if he says he doesn't like your voice because he does, and he has no problem with saying it neither, everytime he heards you sing he likes to take a moment to fully apreciate it (sometimes even close his eyes to just focus in your voice) and when you finish he always compliments you, comparing you with an angel or with famous singers (make you flustered isn't his intention, but if he does he will be blushy too)

He isn't someone who judge someone just for their looks or title, so he knows better to don't just think that your voice is all of you, that is why when he start to know you better and find out that your personality is the complete opposite of your voice he is totally fine with it, he is initially surprised but quickly finds it funny and even kinda cute

Adrien is a more calm person so he normally just tent to follow your lead whenever you two are together, he doesn't really mind doing whatever you want (he will only complain if it would bring you troubles or something), it always makes his day better seeing you so happy (specially knowing that you are happy to be with him, it flattered him a lot, it even make him a little shy and blushy from time to time)

Is probably that you two hang out in his house a lot with the excuse to help each other with the practice (him the piano and you with the singing), the first time it happen was because you two were actually going to practice but just entering in his room you imediatly become super excited for how much things he has in his room to entertain himself, and he just watch you run around his room seeing everything he has, laughing in amusment waiting until you finally choose something to do (he never had love his room so much before)

He is surprised by the fact that even as being a singer with an angelic voice you are more into learning fighting styles, but then again he doesn't judge so he just talks to you about his fencing lessons and even a little about how he fight to akumatized people (without saying that he is Chat Noir, just saying that that is how he imagine it would be or something). And when you express your admiration for Ladybug and Chat Noir for their habilities to fight and all of that he becomes really flustered in a second, shyly but excited asking you for your opinion about Chat Noir

Speaking of it he won't really lost the opportunity to approach to you while being Chat Noir, either when doing patrol or to take you out of harm's way, while that he will be a little more flirty and confident and still he easily gets flustered

Once he is finally able to go to the school that will give him the opportunity to spend more time with you, and even then he prefers to follow your lead, at first it could easily be seen as that the two of you are just best friends but as the time pass his friends will notice that what he feels for you is more than a friendship and will try to help him to be with you

Luka Couffaine

Is more probably that Luka meet you before he even has the opportunity to heard you sing, even when he is more into the music what you sing isn't really the type of music he normally hear, however he may know that you are a singer, in any case Luka will be happy to meet you and he is rather friendly since the start

Luka is really friendly so it doesn't take much for you two to start being friends, he won't force you to sing for him if you don't want to, but he is more than happy to hear you do it, he is completely mesmerize by your voice, you truly have the voice of an angel and he has no problem with expressing how beautiful you voice is

He never lose a chance to heard you sing (even if you are just humming or even singing a song that you like and not one of yours it doesn't matter), he likes to take a moment to appreciate before laughing softly in amusment, however he loves it more when he has the opportunity to make you company with his guitar while you sing (he loves doing that, or even just playing something for you, it makes him feel closer to you)

Luka is totally up for making you company in your singing with his guitar while hanging out, however normally when he thinks on you he plays a melody more playfuly and faster than the normal music you sing and is something funny for him (he secretly hopes that you like it because is the way he express his feelings for you)

And just as he loves your voice he loves your personality, once he has the opportunity to truly meet you he finds pretty hilarious the contrast between your voice while singing and you extrovert and determined personality, although he doesn't judge you for non of them it just make you more amazing in his eyes (more than once he had joked about it too)

Both of you easily start a really good friendship so you two spend a lot of time together, and you are always welcome in his house (his mother is always encouraging you to just be yourself, no matter what other would think) and, of course, you are always invited to the practice of Kitty Section and they are completely happy with letting you sing with them if you ever want to take a break of your usual singing

Luka loves hearing you rant about whatever you are into, either the fighting style you are interest or the ideas you are having, and he is actually really interested in what you have to say, even ask more about it sometimes

Luka finds pretty funny that you are interested in learning to fight but still for him is something that make you even more interesting and special, he won't really accept your offers to learn and train with you but he doesn't mind making your company while you do so, if you let him he will like to practice with his guitar while you train (well thats an excuse, he is actually playing along with your training, expressing how much he likes to be with you in his song)

When you express your admiration for the superheros that protect Paris for how strong they are and because they always have the opportunity to actually fight he find it funny and ask you more about it (he will ask you your opinion about Viperion too, but he mainly wants to continue hear you talk so excited about what you like). Everytime he has to be Viperion again he always thinks on you, it flustered him a little but still tries to not get distracted while fighting

Luka isn't unaware of his feelings for you, he knows that he loves you pretty well, even when he doesn't say it out loud (but has no problem with doing it) he does express his love by other ways, like while playing music, with his compliments and sometimes even flirting, but specially by the lovestruck expression he has while looking you while you sing or even when you train, he just can't help but admire every part of you

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princess-sof-time · 1 year

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I want to send you a request before I lose the opportunity (i will be all day without electricity 😦)

Hiiiii A-chan!! I will like to make another request!! Hope u don't mind ❤️

Could you write fooooor Ai, Aqua, Akane (Oshi no Ko) Adrien, Luka, Marinette (Miraculous) Yuki and Tohru (Fruits Basket) with a S/O that works as a voice actor and is a really good one, S/O can do a lot of different voice of diferent tones!! And sometimes playfuly change their voice while talking to them (maybe even learn to imitate their voice) pretty please 🥺❤️

I admire a lot the work of voice actors!! Seriously, I love it sooooo much ❤️❤️ haha im obsessed

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ──────

🄰🄸 🄷🄾🅂🄷🄸🄽🄾

• Ai would be absolutely fascinated by their S/O's talent as a voice actor. She would admire their versatility and skill in being able to portray different characters through their voice.

• She would be captivated by their playful nature, especially when they change their voice during conversations. Ai would find it incredibly endearing and would always be entertained by their antics.

• Ai would eagerly listen to their S/O's voice acting projects and provide feedback and support. She would be their biggest cheerleader, attending their performances and celebrating their successes.

• Over time, Ai would become interested in learning more about voice acting and might even try her hand at it herself, inspired by her S/O's passion and talent.

• She would enjoy spending time with her S/O, exploring different character voices together and engaging in playful banter. Their ability to imitate her voice would make her laugh and strengthen their bond.

• Ai would appreciate the deep connection they share, as they understand the creative process and the challenges that come with being in the entertainment industry. They would support and inspire each other

🄰🅀🅄🄰 🄷🄾🅂🄷🄸🄽🄾

• Aqua would be amazed by her S/O's talent as a voice actor. She would find their ability to transform their voice into different tones and characters incredibly impressive.

• She would be thrilled whenever her S/O playfully changes their voice during their conversations. Aqua would giggle and play along, enjoying the fun and lighthearted moments they share.

• Aqua would eagerly listen to her S/O's voice acting work and would be genuinely interested in the characters they bring to life. She would provide encouragement and be a source of support during their projects.

• Her S/O's talent would inspire Aqua to explore her own vocal abilities, and she might even consider voice acting herself in the future.

• Aqua would cherish the moments when her S/O imitates her voice, finding it both amusing and heartwarming. It would create a unique bond between them and strengthen their connection.

• She would love to experiment with different character voices alongside her S/O, engaging in playful role-playing and bringing their favorite characters to life during their private moments together.

🄰🄺🄰🄽🄴 🄺🅄🅁🄾🄺🄰🅆🄰

• Akane would be in awe of her S/O's talent as a voice actor. She would admire their ability to portray various characters and tones with their voice, finding it incredibly fascinating.

• She would enjoy the playful moments when her S/O changes their voice during their conversations. Akane would be amused and would playfully respond, enjoying the light-heartedness they bring into their relationship.

• Akane would eagerly listen to her S/O's voice acting projects and would provide constructive feedback and support. She would be genuinely interested in their work and would be their biggest fan.

• Inspired by her S/O's talent, Akane might even consider trying her hand at voice acting herself, intrigued by the art of bringing characters to life through voice.

• Her S/O's ability to imitate her voice would make Akane laugh and feel a sense of closeness. She would appreciate their playfulness and the unique bond they share.

• Akane would find comfort in their shared understanding of the entertainment industry, as they navigate the challenges and joys of their respective careers. They would support each other's dreams and aspirations.

🄰🄳🅁🄸🄴🄽 🄰🄶🅁🄴🅂🅃🄴

• Adrien would be incredibly impressed by his S/O's talent as a voice actor. He would admire their ability to bring different characters to life with their voice and would find it both fascinating and inspiring.

• He would be absolutely delighted when his S/O playfully changes their voice during their conversations. Adrien would find it entertaining and would join in on the fun, trying to imitate their voices as well.

• Adrien would eagerly listen to his S/O's voice acting projects and would provide unwavering support and encouragement. He would attend their performances or recordings whenever possible and would be their biggest fan.

• Over time, Adrien might develop an interest in voice acting himself, inspired by his S/O's talent. He might even playfully imitate their voice or attempt to voice characters from their favorite shows.

• The playful moments of imitating each other's voices would create a strong sense of intimacy and connection between Adrien and his S/O. They would enjoy the lightheartedness and laughter it brings to their relationship.

• Adrien would be proud to have such a talented and versatile S/O, and their shared understanding of the entertainment industry would deepen their bond as they support each other's dreams and aspirations.

🄻🅄🄺🄰 🄲🄾🅄🄵🄵🄰🄸🄽🄴

• Luka would be genuinely fascinated by his S/O's talent as a voice actor. He would find their ability to change their voice into different tones and characters incredibly captivating and would admire their versatility.

• He would appreciate the playful moments when his S/O changes their voice during their conversations. Luka would find it endearing and would enjoy the light-heartedness and joy it brings to their interactions.

• Luka would be a dedicated listener to his S/O's voice acting projects, showing genuine interest in the characters they portray and providing continuous support and encouragement. - Inspired by his S/O's talent, Luka might even consider exploring voice acting himself, curious about the art of bringing characters to life through voice.>

• The playful imitations and voice changes between Luka and his S/O would create a playful and fun dynamic in their relationship. They would bond over their shared love for voice acting and enjoy experimenting with different character voices together.

• Luka would find solace in their connection, as they understand the creative process and the joys and challenges of the entertainment industry. Their shared passion would deepen their bond and create a strong sense of harmony.

🄼🄰🅁🄸🄽🄴🅃🅃🄴 🄳🅄🄿🄰🄸🄽-🄲🄷🄴🄽🄶

• Marinette would be amazed by her S/O's talent as a voice actor. She would find their ability to portray different characters and tones with their voice absolutely incredible and would admire their versatility.

• She would enjoy the playful moments when her S/O changes their voice during their conversations. Marinette would find it both entertaining and inspiring, appreciating their creativity and the joy it brings to their relationship.

• Marinette would be a dedicated supporter of her S/O's voice acting career, attending their performances or recordings, and offering her unwavering encouragement and feedback.

• Inspired by her S/O's talent, Marinette might even consider exploring voice acting herself, intrigued by the art of giving characters a voice.

• The playful voice changes and imitations between Marinette and her S/O would create a delightful and fun atmosphere in their relationship. They would enjoy creating their own unique characters and sharing playful banter.

• Marinette would treasure their connection, as they share a deep understanding of the creative process and the demands of the entertainment industry. They would support and inspire each other in their respective careers.

🅈🅄🄺🄸 🅂🄾🄷🄼🄰

• Yuki would be fascinated by his S/O's talent as a voice actor. He would admire their ability to portray different characters and tones with their voice and would find it incredibly impressive.

• At first, Yuki might be taken aback by the playful voice changes his S/O makes during their conversations. However, he would quickly grow accustomed to it and find it endearing and charming, appreciating the light-heartedness it brings to their relationship.

• Yuki would be a dedicated listener to his S/O's voice acting projects, showing genuine interest in the characters they bring to life and providing his unwavering support and encouragement.

• Over time, Yuki might develop an interest in voice acting himself, inspired by his S/O's talent. He might even playfully imitate their voice or attempt to voice characters from their favorite shows.

• The playful moments of voice changes and imitations would create a playful and intimate bond between Yuki and his S/O. They would enjoy the joy and laughter it brings to their interactions, deepening their connection.

• Yuki would be proud to have such a talented S/O, and their shared understanding of the entertainment industry would strengthen their relationship as they support each other's dreams and passions.

🅃🄾🄷🅁🅄 🄷🄾🄽🄳🄰

• Tohru would be absolutely delighted by her S/O's talent as a voice actor. She would find their ability to change their voice into different tones and characters incredibly captivating and would admire their versatility.

• She would be enchanted by the playful moments when her S/O changes their voice during their conversations. Tohru would find it both amusing and endearing, embracing the light-heartedness and fun it brings to their relationship.

• Tohru would be a devoted listener to her S/O's voice acting projects, showing genuine interest in the characters they portray and providing continuous support and encouragement.

• Inspired by her S/O's talent, Tohru might even consider exploring voice acting herself, curious about the art of bringing characters to life through voice.

• The playful imitations and voice changes between Tohru and her S/O would create a joyful and playful dynamic in their relationship. They would bond over their shared love for voice acting and have fun experimenting with different character voices together.

• Tohru would find comfort and happiness in their connection, as they understand the power of imagination and the joy of creating unique characters. Their shared passion would deepen their bond and bring a sense of wonder to their relationship.

─── ･｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ──────

#ai hoshino x reader #aqua hoshino x reader #akane kurokawa x reader #miraculous ladybug x reader #adrien agreste x reader #luka couffaine x reader #marinette x reader #yuki sohma x reader #tohru honda x reader #fruits basket x reader #anime x reader

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cantstoptheimagines · 8 months

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When You Get Akumatized

Summary — Preferences for Kagami Tsurugi, Luka Couffaine, and Zoé Lee from Miraculous Ladybug!

Requested by @tokufan400 — Kagami, Luka, and Zoey with a GN! friend who get’s targeted by an Akuma, only instead of getting possessed, their negative emotions come to life and cause chaos instead.

Warnings & Other Tags ➳ Little bit of angst; potential for hurt/comfort as well, I suppose.

Notes ➳ Word Count is 338. ➳ Reader is gender neutral (they/them).

kagami tsurugi

the dark mask overlaying your eyes was a clear indication that you had been akumatized. and everything in paris was changing due to it. your emotions had come to life in the form of villains chasing people throughout the streets while you could only stand by and watch. kagami found you alone. your eyes were blank as you watched the chaos with an empty stare. quietly approaching you, she gently took your hand in hers. a spark of recognition passed through your gaze. the villains slowly disappeared from the streets as the akuma finally left, flying away to avoid capture. the mask around your eyes fell and a smile spread over your lips.

luka couffaine

zoé lee

the dark mask overlaying your eyes was a clear indication that you had been akumatized. and everything in paris was changing due to it. your emotions had come to life in the form of villains chasing people throughout the streets while you could only stand by and watch. zoé was beside herself. tears slipped down her cheeks in waves of sorrow. she called out your name desperately, trying to gain your attention from where you stood across the way. hearing her voice, you turned. zoé could see both ladybug and cat noir watching from one of the rooftops above, waiting to see what she would do. “you’re better than this!” she cried, noticing the akuma’s hold on you beginning to fade away at the sight of her. “i know you are!”

#2024 #when you get akumatized #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug preferences #miraculous ladybug x reader #kagami tsurugi x reader #luka couffaine x reader #zoe lee x reader #kagami tsurugi preferences #luka couffaine imagine #zoe lee preferences #requested

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fandom-smut-shots · 2 years

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Luka Couffaine x Reader - Ride

Request: Do you accept requests right now? Cuz it would be nice if you could write something smut with Luka with him first as Viperion

Smut warning. Luka/Viperion and the reader are both legal adults.

Again, totally open to any gender for the reader, but if it’s not specified (especially with smut) I automatically write female. Use of one feminine pet name.

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Your heart hammered in your chest as you clung to the wall of the back alley, hiding in the shadows to the best of your ability. Akuma attacks were scary enough to watch on TV, but experiencing one yourself was absolutely terrifying. Everything was loud – the thunderous roar of the akumatized villain, the adrenaline-fueled cries of Ladybug and Cat Noir, the frightened shrieks of victims and passersby. You panted heavily as you sank to the ground, tucking your knees against your chest and willing yourself to appear as small as humanly possible. All you wanted to do was hide. Utter helplessness stabbed at your heart, urging a round of tears to well up in your eyes.

A wave of something washed over the city, and you gasped at the sudden serenity you felt in the air. Rising to your feet, you tentatively glanced around the corner to find the streets full of normal, non-victimized citizens. A sigh of relief fell from your lips at the realization that the miraculous heroes must have defeated the villain once again.

“Are you alright?” came a soft, soothing voice from your right. You jumped at the sudden noise, turning to face one of the heroes that Ladybug and Cat Noir must have called in for backup. Viperion, his name was, if you remembered correctly. The snake hero. Damn, he was so much more attractive up close. You’d only seen him at a distance before, across town or on TV. But with him here, standing in front of you, you were likely to lose yourself in his electric blue eyes, gazing at you tenderly as though you were a close friend instead of just a civilian.

“I’m fine,” you finally managed to exhale. “I ran over here to hide. The villain didn’t see me.”

“I’m glad you’re not hurt,” Viperion smiled softly, and damnit if his tone didn’t send a chill up your spine.

“Thanks for your help, Viperion,” came Ladybug’s familiar voice, and you turned to see her approaching from the left. “Oh, hey there. Are you okay?”

You nodded. “Yes, I’m okay, thank you. You guys were amazing out there.”

She smiled sweetly. “Just doing our jobs, but it’s nice to be appreciated.” She then turned to Viperion. “Thank you so much for your help. We wouldn’t have been able to capture the akuma without you.”

The snake hero bowed politely. “It was my pleasure, Ladybug. I suppose you’ll be taking my miraculous back now?”

Ladybug nodded. “I’m afraid it’s time.”

“I should go then,” you murmured. As much as your curiosity was eating at you, you understood that their true identities absolutely must remain secret, even from a single random citizen.

“Thank you,” Ladybug nodded towards you, and you returned it. You crept away from the alley, sauntering through town and making your way home.

Moments later, a hand grasped your forearm, and you turned around with a gasp. The hand belonged to Luka Couffaine, your friend’s twin and your long-harbored crush.

“Where did you come from?” you inquired, your eyes darting behind him towards the alley.

“I was so worried about you,” he murmured instead, taking your hands in his.

“What?” you questioned, tilting your head in confusion. “Why?”

“I thought the villain had gotten you,” he admitted. “I looked for you in the crowd, but I couldn’t find you.”

What? Luka was looking for you?

“I was hiding,” you explained, ignoring the heat rising to your cheeks as he tightened his hold on your hands. “Why were you looking for me?”

The softest blush dusted his cheeks, and he ducked his head in the cutest way possible. “I wanted to make sure you were safe.”

Warmth spread through your core as you gazed at the blue-haired boy. You gnawed at your lower lip, feeling a surge of confidence as you stepped closer to him.

“Why were you so concerned with my safety?” you inquired, standing close enough that when Luka lifted his head, you could feel his breath on your face.

Electric blue orbs bore into yours, and you felt your knees weaken. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down your spine, but you forced yourself to remain upright and confident.

“I like you,” he murmured softly, lacing his fingers through yours.

“You do?” you whispered back, your eyes darting between Luka’s eyes and lips.

He dipped his head, resting his forehead on yours. “Yes, I do.”

“I like you, too,” you informed him, removing your hands from his in order to place them on his chest.

His hands found your hips, and his breath ghosted over your lips. You watched his gaze drop to your lips before meeting your eyes once again.

“Can I kiss you?” You barely heard his voice, your eyes already closing from the proximity. You managed a nod, exhaling a sigh as his lips pressed tenderly to yours. Warmth flooded your chest at the contact, spreading through your belly before settling in your groin. Your cheeks flushed in embarrassment, but as Luka’s grip on your hips tightened, you found yourself growing more and more comfortable in his arms.

“Can I take you home?” he whispered huskily against your lips. “We don’t have to do anything. I’d just really like to spend more time with you.”

Your heart hammered in your chest. You’d had a crush on the blue-haired boy since high school, but you were certain he was in love with Marinette. You didn’t consider he’d ever see you in that light.

“I’d like that,” you exhaled with a nod. “I have an apartment not far from here.”

He pulled back to smile softly at you. “Lead the way.”

It was a short walk back to your place, but it felt like forever as Luka laced his fingers with yours, gently squeezing your hand. Your entire body was tingling from the kiss, and you hoped it wasn’t too soon to take things further with the boy you’d loved for so many years.

When you finally approached your front door, your fingers trembled as you fumbled with your keys. You hoped he didn’t notice as you struggled to insert the key into the lock before finally managing to click it open. He followed suit as you opened the door and stepped into the apartment, his soft gaze wandering across your furniture and belongings.

“Would you like something to drink?” you offered awkwardly, standing in the middle of the kitchen. “I’ve got water and tea, or I could make some coffee.”

Luka shook his head, padding closer until he stood before you. “All I need is you.”

You exhaled a shaky breath at his words, gazing up into his cerulean eyes. “Are you sure?”

In lieu of a verbal reply, he lifted a hand to cradle the side of your face, bringing your lips to his. You melted into the kiss, your eyes fluttering closed as you pressed back against him. Your hands rested on his chest as his other hand found the small of your back, pulling your figure to his. He began walking backwards, his lips still tangled with yours, leading you out of the kitchen. He managed to find the hallway before he reluctantly broke the kiss.

“Bedroom?”

You offered a nod, claiming his lips as your fingers fisted lightly in his jacket, keeping him close as you walked him towards your room. You reached blindly behind you to turn the knob, kicking the door open as you led Luka inside. He spun you around, closing the door and pinning your back to it. You exhaled sharply at the contact, surrendering to him completely. You could feel his smirk against your lips as he kissed you again, his hands sliding down your sides until they wound behind you to grope at your ass. You whimpered into the kiss, sliding one hand to the back of his head and tangling your fingers in his two-toned locks. He grunted softly, and the sound went straight to your core, adding to the heat pooling between your legs.

“We don’t-“ he panted in between kisses, “we don’t have to do anything.”

His lips peppered kisses across your jaw and down your neck, despite his considerate words. You gasped as he bit down on your collarbone, nibbling at your skin.

“I want to,” you managed, lifting his head up to meet your gaze. “If you do.”

He nodded quickly, kissing you hard. “I do. Very much.”

His hands gripped the backs of your thighs, tugging you close to his body. You jumped, wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck. He carried you to your bed, kissing you passionately as he sat down with you on his lap. His hands groped greedily at your ass, and you moaned into his mouth, sliding a hand into his hair. You tugged experimentally at the two-toned strands, drawing a low groan from Luka’s throat that sent another rush of heat straight to your core. He broke the kiss, and you opened your mouth to protest. Before you could form a single word, his perfect lips latched onto your neck, sucking a deep hickey into your skin, and you whimpered, throwing your head back. You tugged harder at his hair, feeling him groan against your neck.

Your fingers pushed at the fabric of his jacket, prying it off his shoulders. He unwound his arms from your waist in order to pull at the sleeves, tossing the garment to the floor. His hands, warm from his natural body heat and calloused from years of strumming his guitar, slid beneath your shirt, over the bare skin of your sides, and your breath hitched in your throat. He removed himself reluctantly from your neck, gazing up at you to ensure the sound hadn’t been hesitation.

His lips pressed tenderly to the underside of your jaw. “Are you good?”

Cupping his face in your hands, you ducked your head, capturing his lips with your own. “More than good,” you huffed against his mouth.

He smirked softly, a gesture that you felt more than saw, as his hands slid further upwards, pulling the fabric of your shirt along with them. You raised your arms above your head to allow the garment to removed completely, leaving Luka to stare wantonly at your breasts, still nestled in your bra.

“God damn,” he exhaled, his hands slowly lifting to cup your boobs, squishing them experimentally. He tilted his head up to claim another kiss, to which you responded eagerly, as his hands slid around your back to unclasp your bra. You slid your arms out of it, tossing it aside and guiding Luka’s hands to your bare chest. He groaned into the kiss at the feeling of your skin beneath his hands, his fingers dancing across your nipples. You pressed closer, arching your back, and he took a nipple between his fingers, twisting it gently. You whimpered into his mouth and he broke the kiss, ducking his head to wrap his lips around the hardening bud. You tangled a hand in his hair, tugging at the cerulean locks until he groaned around your nipple. He sucked on it until you moaned loudly, detaching himself only to switch sides and repeat his assault on your other breast.

Lustful clouds fogged your brain as you lost yourself in his hands and lips, your own hands across his shoulders. Finding fabric where you wanted to feel skin, you reached lower, taking handfuls of his shirt and tugging upwards. Luka released your breasts and lifted his arms, wiggling out of his shirt before you threw it somewhere behind you. Your fingers danced down his chest and your teeth gnawed at your lower lip as your eyes raked over his toned figure. You’d always known he was the type to eat well and work out, but goddamn you hadn’t expected him to be chiseled like a marble statue. His lips split into a grin as he watched desire pool in your eyes, his hands resting on your hips and tugging them against his own. You moaned in surprise, grinding your hips down to repeat the sensation. The action pulled a moan from his throat as well, and you offered him a satisfied smirk.

“How do you want me?” you found yourself asking, grinding your hips on his lap. You were almost certain there would be a stain on his jeans from the wetness seeping through your panties.

“Just like this,” Luka replied, leaning back and gripping your hips in order to thrust upwards, drawing a whimper from your throat. “Is that okay?”

“Fuck yeah,” you gasped. You braced your hands on his chest, pushing yourself off of his lap. He opened his mouth to question you when your hands found the fastening of your jeans, undoing the button and zipper before hooking your thumbs into the waistband. His mouth hung agape as you slowly slid your pants down your smooth legs, revealing more skin for him to grope and kiss and suckle. His own pants grew uncomfortably tight as he gazed at you in nothing but soaked panties, which you slowly shimmied out of, kicking them to the side once they reached your feet.

“Your turn,” you grinned, watching as he scrambled to peel off his jeans and boxers. Shoes had already been discarded, and you both stripped off your socks before you climbed back onto his lap. Feeling his hard cock rubbing against your dripping cunt had you moaning lowly, resting your forehead against Luka’s in an attempt to ground yourself.

“Condoms?” he questioned softly, trying to focus his mind on something other than how good your pussy was about to feel wrapped around his length.

You reached out your arm, blindly feeling around for the drawer of your nightstand. Upon locating it, you pulled it open, thrusting your hand inside before pulling out a string of condoms and passing them to Luka.

He offered you a husky chuckle. “How many do you think we’re going to need?”

“Let’s find out,” you grinned. He mirrored your expression before separating one wrapper from the rest, tearing it open with his teeth. You rose up on your knees to give him room to slide it on, wrapping your arms around his neck and peppering kisses down his jaw. He tilted his head back as he took his length in hand, lining the tip up with your entrance. You moaned in unison as you sunk down to the base, your cunt clenching at the stimulation of being so full.

“Fuck,” Luka groaned lowly as you began rocking your hips, lifting upwards and grinding back down. You braced your arms on his shoulders for leverage as you picked up your pace, rocking and grinding against his cock. He tilted his head up to capture your lips, swallowing your moans as you sloppily returned the kiss. Luka’s hands found your hips, pulling you down harshly on his length, moaning into the kiss at how deep he was inside you. He used his grip to thrust upwards into your heat, breaking the kiss to dip his head and sink his teeth into your neck. A moan ripped from your lips as you tilted your head back, granting him more access. Your nails dug crescents into the skin of his shoulders as you struggled to match his thrusts.

“You feel amazing,” the blue-haired boy panted against your neck. “So much better than my imagination.”

“You’ve imagined this?” you whimpered as he shifted his hips to thrust at a different angle, finding the special spot inside you that had you clenching around him. “Fuck! Right there!”

He smirked, holding the angle to repeatedly hit that spot. You moaned shamelessly, dropping your head onto his shoulder.

"Of course I've imagined this," Luka growled into your ear. “I just never thought you felt the same way.”

His grip on your hips tightened as he felt you clench harder around him. His thrusts came faster, sharper, chasing your release and pounding relentlessly into your tightening heat. Moans and whimpers tore from your throat at the assault, your fingernails dragging across his broad shoulders, leaving red lines in their wake.

“Cum on my cock, princess,” he groaned, nipping at your earlobe.

“Fuck!” you yelped, your body seizing as your orgasm crashed into you. Luka moaned as you clenched impossibly tighter around him, biting down on his shoulder as you came.

As you rode out your orgasm, the blue-haired man’s thrusts grew sloppy as he chased h8is own release. He wrapped one arm around your back, pulling your chests flush together. His other hand remained on your hip, holding himself as deep inside your heat as he could.

“Oh, fuck,” he moaned lowly into your ear, his hips going completely still. His release unloaded into the condom as he remained inside you, both of you panting heavily.

You lifted your head from his shoulder, gazing up at Luka. He offered you a smile, pressing a tender kiss to your lips. The hand on your hip rose to cradle the back of your head, gently carding his fingers through your hair. You rested a hand on his neck, the other caressing his toned chest.

“I know we did things a little backwards,” Luka commented, resting his forehead against yours, “but I’d really like to take you on a date.”

“I’d love that,” you grinned, stealing another chaste kiss from his lips.

He began trailing kisses down your jaw, his hand on your back shifting to caress your side. You tilted your head to allow him more access, sliding a hand into his hair and gently tugging on the two-toned strands.

“But right now,” he murmured against your skin, “I think we should see how many of those condoms we can go through.”

You gasped as you felt his length twitch inside you. “That sounds like a fucking plan.”

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug x reader #luka couffaine #luka couffaine x reader #reader insert #smut #aged up characters #female reader

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cosmo-estelar · 1 year

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I got really excited when I saw that you will write for Miraculous!! 😆

I will like to request for Marinette, Adrien, Luka and Kyoko (separate) with a crush (or s/o if you prefer) that is introvert and normally don't talk much but when is with them becomes really talktive and funny

pretty please 🥺

🅜🅐🅡🅘🅝🅔🅣🅣🅔

•She is very surprised, she clearly did not expect this change in behavior, she is very happy that you are showing her this other side of you

•Her crush on you grows even more, she thinks this other side of you is really cute! Her cheeks turn red every time Alya teases her about how you only get that way when you're around her, making her think maybe you have a crush for her.

• Over time she starts to get less shy and awkward with you, her female friends always tease her about how you would make a great couple which makes her very shy. Her female friends always encourage her to declare herself to you, with their impulse she ends up declaring herself and after that you are considered one of the cutest couples in school.

🅐🅓🅡🅘🅔🅝

•He likes that side of you, and it's nice to have a warm, talkative person in his life, liking making jokes with you.

•He asks Nino and Marinette for some advice, and is very polite and respectful and preserves his personal space.

•He finds this side of you funny and cute, he doesn't realize he has a crush on you until Nino opens his eyes.

•What makes him more enchanted with you and your extroverted side, with Nino's push he ends up declaring himself to you, with the official relationship you become more playful and closer to each other.

🅛🅤🅚🅐

•He is a very observant person and quickly notices this change in your behavior, being happy that you feel comfortable with him to the point of showing him this other side your.

•He likes and encourages your this outgoing side of you, in a respectful way he tries to get you to show this outgoing side to other people.

• Whenever you guys go out he tries to take you to secluded spots so you feel comfortable, being a good listener and could listen to you for hours, being very patient with all your questions about the guitar he plays and his melodies. This side of you makes him even more in love with you, it's not a matter of time before you get together.

🅚🅨🅞🅚🅞

•She is an introvert and doesn't know much about getting along with people, even more of an extrovert which makes her feel awkward, but she finds this side of her cute and endearing.

• At first, your relationship is strange, but as time goes by, she starts to fall in love with you, she already had feelings for you and with this knowledge she acquired from you, it only made her fall in love even more.

•She became playful and extroverted with you, she likes your extroverted way and your sincerity, making her passion for you very evident, as your relationship progresses, you end up in a loving relationship.

#miraculous ladybug x reader #luka couffaine x reader #marinette dupain-cheng x reader #kyoko tsurugi x reader #adrien agreste x reader

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maxinexstars · 1 year

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Midnight

Fem reader

A/N: Sorry I haven’t posted in a long time,but now I’m back so feel free to request.

“Adrien Agreste,you’ve been an exemplary holder of the miraculous of the black cat. You’ve always used the power of destruction for the greater good,your mission is now over.”

“But Monarch-”

“Someone will succed you,this means you don’t need to hide anything from the people you love,you can finally be yourself.” He handed over his ring to Plagg. “You’ll never forget me Adrien.”

***

“Y/N!”

“Plagg,what’s going on?”

“Y/N I need your help,I reclaimed the miraculous from Chat Noir and now I need to find a holder,”

“Did something happen to him?”

“Not really I reclaimed it from him so he can live his love story with his crush You once were a successful holder of the miraculous. So would you?”

“I accept.”

***

“Midnight? did something happen to Chat Noir?”

“He gave up his miraculous so I’ll be your new black cat.”

“Did something happen to him?”

“He’s fine there’s nothing to worry about.”

***

“I really think Chat Noir should rethink his decision about giving up his miraculous, Ladybug seemed really sad about it.” You handed Plagg the miraculous.

“I’ll let him know,but on one condition.”

“And that is?”

“If you have any camembert.”

“Luckliy I came prepared.” You handed him a piece of camembert.”

“It was an honor to be your kwami Y/N.”

#miraculous #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug x reader #MLB #mlb x reader #miraculous x reader #ML #ml x reader

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domxmarvel · 2 years

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Miraculous Preference-catching the wedding bouquet

Masterlist

Luka Couffaine

You were standing to the side,watching the bride and groom dance. You weren’t paying much attention to the dance anymore,you were just looking at Luka.

“Is there something wrong?”He looked down at his suit.

“No,you look great” It was the first time you had seen him in a suit,he really did look handsome in it.

“You too”He kissed your forehead. Suddenly he reached his arm in front of you. Looking down you saw that he caught the bouquet.

“You caught it,you know what that means”You teased,he laughed before handing it to you.

Marinette dupain cheng

You were standing off to the side watching as the bride threw the bouquet,Marinette decided to participate. She caught it but backed away too much and lost balance. You quickly ran to catch her before she hit the floor. She stood up straight and looked down at the bouquet.

“I caught it” She mumbled, still looking down.

“And I caught you” Her face was bright red as you kissed her.

Adrien Agreste

The second Adrien caught it everyone gathered around him. He seemed really confused as to why this was happening.

“I don’t get it, what's the big deal?”He asked you.

“It’s just something people say,but if you catch the bouquet it means that you’ll get married next” You laughed and saw him blush.You put your hand on his shoulder and leaned in to whisper “Just so you know,I’d say yes”

Kagami tsurugi

The two of you were heading back to your house when you saw a group of people walk past you. It looked like a wedding,well the end of one. The two of you stopped for a bit to let them walk away,just before they left the bride threw the bouquet. Which Kagami caught,making everyone turn to you and clap. They quickly left,Kagami was looking down at the flowers in her hands. When you turned to look at her,you found her on one knee holding up the bouquet to you.

“Kagami” You took the flowers and leaned down to kiss her forehead. “Thank you”

Zoe lee

“You ready?”

“Yeah,good luck” Both of you were standing,waiting for the bride to toss the bouquet. Out of everyone you caught it. “Congrats Y/N”

“Here,these look better with you” You handed it to Zoe,pulling one out to put in her hair. Before you could react she leaned in and kissed you. She pulled out another flower and put it in your hair.

“They look great on you too”

#miraculous preferences #Miraculous Preference #luka x reader #luka couffaine x reader #marinette x reader #marinette dupain cheng x reader #adrien x reader #adrien agreste x reader #kagami x reader #kagami tsurugi x reader #zoe lee x reader #zoe x reader #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug x reader #ml x reader #mlb x reader #ml imagine #MLB imagine

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lilian-sins · 10 months

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“𝐵𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒.”

❥︎ pairing: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir x gn!Ladybug miraculous user!Reader

❥︎ p.o.v: 3ʳᵈ person

❥︎ ch. 2 summary: The news that they were next in line to hold the Miraculous of the Ladybug and defeat Hawkmoth alongside Chat Noir would affect everyone differently. For [Y/N], it came in the form of ignoring the issue all together, if they didn’t think about it, it doesn’t exist, right? But after weeks of lying low and ignoring Tikki’s pleas to take on the mantle of the Ladybug, the teenager finally, after what feels like an eternity, weakens their resolve (and, maybe, definitely, fights their first Akuma).

❥︎ tags: swearing; weird magic headcanons; sorta making fun of Master Fu’s methods of picking heroes; reader is in denial; terribly written fight scenes (i’m sorry); tried writing a panic attack, dont know if its good or not

❥︎ word count: 5,184

chapter 1 | series masterlist | chapter 3

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—“…Are you sure that is possible?”

—“Yes, if I can harness the souls and memories of the past Ladybug Miraculous wielders, I can conjure up an image of the next holder. That means, no more trusting strangers blindly!”

—“Hmm... well, alright, if you believe this will work, let's at least try.”

With that, Tikki took a deep breath, closed her eyes and began to hum. It was unlike anything Master Fu has ever heard — something ancient and not of this world. Wayzz, Fu’s kwami, himself has only heard his friend utter it once before — back when they were young and their powers weren’t contained — and to say it was catastrophic would be undermining it. But that was then, now they're a lot wiser, and their unlimited powers are under control — for the most part — so what could go wrong?

Tikki’s little hands glowed brighter and brighter until the energy was released with a flash. The sphere of light rose into the air, growing in size. Master Fu, Wayzz and Tikki all gazed in wonder at the face of the next Ladybug Miraculous wielder.

—“Is- is that really them?” Fu asked, amazement evident in his voice.

—“Yes,” the red kwami answered, eyes gleaming with conviction, “I’m certain it is.”

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—“What. The. Fuck.”

[Y/N]’s eyebrows in bewilderment as they gazed upon the red, bug-like creature in front of them. Tikki, as it called itself, stated that the teen was chosen to be whatever a ‘wielder of the Ladybug Miraculous’ is.

Their face scrunched up as they tried to process the information.

—“…Okay… what?”

—“Are you alright? You’re reacting much more calmly about this whole situation — especially compared to my previous holder,” Tikki asked, her high-pitched voice tinged with concern.

The teen snorted, blinking owlishly as they surveyed their surroundings.

—“Oh, yeah, I’m perfectly fine! It’s not like a flying, comically large insect just told me I was the fucking chosen one. Nothing weird about that, no,” they shot back with a sarcastic edge to their voice.

A brief moment of silence stretched through [Y/N]’s room. They let out a deep sigh, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over them.

“…I’m dreaming, right? This is all in my head, and- and you’re just a figment of my imagination, right?” they asked, their voice tinged with desperation.

“I’m afraid not, [Y/N]. This is all real,” said the thing, Tikki, who looked almost… apologetic.

“…Okay, well then, can you at least clear some things up for me?” they prompted, slightly curious but still skeptical.

“Of course! What would you like to know?” Tikki flew a bit closer to the teen’s face.

“Well, for starters, the fuck is a ‘Miraculous’?” they asked, brows furrowed.

Tikki released a deep sigh, bracing herself from this point onward: ‘Oh boy… this is going to be a long evening…’

[Y/N] shook their head in disbelief, trying to process what Tikki was saying. She seemed really eager to explain things, but the longer she babbled, the more the teen felt their thoughts disconnecting from their body. They didn’t hear what the flying bug was saying until she was quite literally in front of them, a worried expression on her face

—“...[Y/N]?” she whispered, not wanting to scare them.

That seemed to bring them back, with the teen bringing a hand up, trying to put some distance between the two. [Y/N] wasn’t sure what to even think. They were just a teen, not some hero with superpowers.

—“Look, this is nice, flattering even, but I really don’t think I’m the one for this job, sorry,” they finally uttered, turning away from Tikki. They’ve just escaped to Paris, and they didn’t want to get into any messes so soon.

Frustration couldn’t even begin to describe what the kwami was feeling, she tried getting more words in, but all of it fell on deaf ears as the teen got ready for the night.

—“Please, just listen to me, [Y/N] — you are meant for this, you are meant to be Ladybug — my vision showed you, not anyone else, please,” nothing she said would cause any reaction from them.

Though the conversation went nowhere, the kwami was even more determined to make the teen see reason, no matter how long it took. Hopefully, she wouldn’t cause an Akuma in the process.

Every day since then has been a massive headache, at least for [Y/N]. An entire week of being hounded by Tikki’s constant whining and begging was driving the teen up the wall. If she were completely honest, the kwami was surprised that they lasted so long, she could be quite persuasive when she wanted to be.

One day in particular, though ordinary in every other regard, all of that pleading made [Y/N] reach their breaking point. ‘Kwami of Creation, huh, yeah, right,’ has been a primary thought of theirs. Though, truth be told, the teen found themselves enjoying Tikki’s company, if only a little. Unless she was nagging them, like right now…

—“Please. Please. Please. Please. Please,” the bug floated around their head, relentless in her attempts to coerce them into transforming. She came out every day when Alizée would leave for work, like clockwork.

And just like clockwork, [Y/N] refused again. Suddenly, Tikki was floating in front of their face, the quiet buzzing sound her wings emit growing louder. She then proceeded to use her secret weapon, the puppy-dog eyes, in a sort of desperate attempt to persuade the teen.

To their credit, the teen really tried resisting the blue, alien-like eyes being thrown at them, but some things are inevitable. A few seconds pass before they relent, throwing their head back against the couch.

—“Ugh! Fine! Okay, okay, I’ll fucking do it.”

—“Yay! I knew I could change your mind! Come on! Come on! Let’s go right now!” Before she could get carried away, the teen put their foot down because they couldn’t just transform right then and there, for the sake of staying covert.

Thankfully, Tikki regains some sense.

—“Hehe, sorry,” she smiles sheepishly.

Shivers ran down [Y/N]’s back, mind and heart racing at the thought of them running along the ornate roofs of Paris.

The day ran its course, and the human-kwami duo were the only ones home for the day, spending their time scrolling through YouTube and eating snacks. As the sun was setting, Alizée came home from a long day at work. She spared the teen a glance and a smile, before making her way to her bedroom down the hall.

When the pair heard snores coming from her room, they decided it was finally time. Tikki’s excitement was clearly visible on her face as she flew straight through the door to [Y/N]’s own bedroom. The teen followed her, closing the door silently behind them.

Taking a deep breath, the teen closed their eyes, not wanting to waste any more time than needed.

—“Okay, Tikki, spots on,” they whispered. A bright light surrounded them, it faded as soon as it came, leaving the teen covered in a skin-tight, almost uncomfortable, material. ‘Fuck,’ [Y/N] stealthily made their way to the bathroom, ‘I don’t have a mirror... Their heart felt like it was going to jump out of their throat any time soon. And then, they caught their reflection.

The teen almost didn’t recognize themselves in the reflection. Staring back at them was a person covered head-to-toe in a red and black armor-like suit. As they looked themselves over, [Y/N] felt a grin form on their covered face. The most striking detail that the teen noticed was on their face. It was their eyes. They resembled Tikki’s eyes — striking blue hues with dark blue sclerae.

Right beneath their eyes, the teen noticed a dark gray mask covering the bottom half of their face. A pair of goggles were hanging around their neck, the blue lenses connected by a thick black strap. The suit looks like it came from a sci-fi novel: a dark gray bodice, resembling a ladybug’s underbelly, was tight-fitting, with a red chest piece, shoulder pads, forearm braces and knee-length boots. All the red pieces have black spots on them.

They turned around to inspect their back, and saw a big, red, black-spotted lump that rested between their shoulder blades. ‘What is that supposed to be?’ confusion riddled their face. Suddenly, the lump opened up, and a set of large, bug-like, transparent wings unfurled from its confines. [Y/N] brought their gaze back up after they felt something twitch on top of their head. And there they noticed it — a pair of antennae sprouting out from their forehead. The teen reached up to touch one of the ends, feeling it twitch.

The teen smiled, striking a few poses and quietly admiring their reflection from different angles. Taking a closer look at all the details of their attire, [Y/N] notices something red attached to their waist. They took the object into their hands, quickly realizing it was a yo-yo, it also had five little spots on it. ‘Of course this is my weapon,’ the teen sighed, a bit disappointed.

[Y/N] turned to exit the bathroom, turning off the lights before opening the door very slowly. Before the hinges started squeaking, the masked teen slipped through the gap, quickly making their way across the hallway back to their bedroom. They went over to the window connected to the side of the balcony, opening it and stepping through, trying not to bump or knock over the plant in the corner.

The teen stood crouched on the ledge, looking down at the street below. They grabbed the goggles around their neck, putting them around their eyes. [Y/N] stood up, grabbing their yo-yo from their hip and swinging it back and forth, feeling the weight and movement of the seemingly indestructible string in their hand.

Time seemed to slow down as they took a deep breath. [Y/N] swung their red tool out, linking it to a chimney on the other side of the street, and tugged on it a few times to test it. ‘Well, no time like the present.’ With that thought, they jumped, soaring through the air.

After what felt like forever but, in reality, was only a few seconds, the masked teen crash-landed across the street from Alizée’s apartment with a loud thud and a shout.

—“OW, FUCK!”

Immediately covering their mouth to quiet any cries, [Y/N] looked around to see if anyone had noticed them. Feeling safe, they swung their yo-yo again with a bit more confidence than before. Unfurling the suit’s transparent wings once more, the masked teen glided through the night sky, enjoying the wind hitting their face.

Not wanting to be spotted, [Y/N] made their way directly to the Eiffel Tower, climbing up its structure quickly with their newfound strength and agility. When they finally reached the top of the monument, they felt their breath get caught in their throat, stolen away by an incredible view of the vast city bathing under the full moon.

—“Whoa...” the teen muttered, removing their goggles and resting them on their forehead — right below the long antennae — so they could see a clear view of the skyline with ease.

The moment of awe was cut short when [Y/N] heard a figure land across them. The teen quickly hid behind the tower, holding their breath and not looking back. They were ready to jump off and head back home when they heard another thud, followed by a sigh.

Out of curiosity, they peeked around the corner and spotted a black figure sitting on the edge. Fortunately, the figure seemed unaware of the alien-like blue eyes peering at it from the shadows. Recognizing the potential dangers of being caught, [Y/N] decided to turn around and go back home.

The sound of something soaring through the air caught the ears of the dark figure. It turned its head back, not finding a source for the noise. It let out a defeated sigh after not seeing anything, its shoulders dropping in sadness.

—“I’m even starting to hear things in your absence, m’lady. Sigh, this tomcat misses you…”

[Y/N] couldn’t hear the desperate pleas of the figure, they were too preoccupied trying to find their way back home. When they stopped on a roof to gather their bearings, a group of people caught sight of them, taking out their phones and shouting in unison.

—“OH. MY. GOD! LADYBUG?” the group shouted, taking multiple pictures.

‘Shit!’ The teen panicked and swung away as fast as they could, eventually making it back to the apartment — almost tripping over the balcony railing. Climbing through the open window, they de-transformed and collapsed on their bed, exhausted.

—“So? Did you like it?” Tikki asked, eager to hear what [Y/N] was thinking.

The teen just smiled.

—“That was so cool! Though, I’m not too sure about the yo-yo. Anyway, come on, let’s get some rest.” Tikki buzzes with excitement, snuggling next to [Y/N]’s cheek on the pillow. The pair drift off into a peaceful slumber.

Another week passed before anything notable happened. [Y/N] spent their days bonding with their loving aunt, Alizée, who helped furnish and decorate the teen’s room to their liking. The relationship between them grew stronger, and the teen felt more comfortable and safe in her home, though some habits were difficult to break.

However, when the sun set and everyone was fast asleep, [Y/N] and Tikki would sit on the teen’s bed, having fun and growing closer. The kwami would explain various Miraculous-related topics, like the history of the Miraculous, her own powers, and the rules the teen had to follow.

Together, they enjoyed a sense of peace and security that was lacking in their daytime routine. [Y/N] even let Tikki have a strand of their hair, which the kwami claimed was for ‘secret purposes’ with a sneaky giggle.

Now it’s Thursday, a regular day in the middle of a regular week. And it was, at least until a deafening roar shook the ground the Parisians were walking on. [Y/N] was out running errands — they really enjoyed helping Alizée out whenever they could — when it happened.

The deafening roar made everyone begin to panic and fall to the ground. Only seconds after the bellowing stopped, the grounds trembled once more as heavy stomps took over. The city was in utter chaos. [Y/N] could hear children crying, scared out of their minds.

As the teen’s heart raced and adrenaline soared through their blood, they desperately tried to make sense of the situation. Suddenly, a massive shadow loomed over them on top of the buildings.

Some civilians, including [Y/N], looked up to see what the source of all this commotion was, while others panicked and ran for cover. Some hid in stores, some fled to their homes, and some huddled together in groups, too overtaken by fear to act.

Before they even noticed, the monster came into full view, revealing a stark white reptilian beast towering over everyone.

The teen looked around, looking for a hiding spot to get to, before they heard something. A few feet in front of them, a mother and daughter were hugging as they were about to be crushed under the massive foot of the reptile. [Y/N]’s body moved without a second thought — almost instinctively — running towards the pair as fast as they could. When they were close enough, the teen jumped for them, pushing the woman and her child out of the way.

The older woman looked back at the teen, holding her wailing child close to her. She mouthed a silent thank-you to them before running away. [Y/N] almost forgot where they were before they turned back to look at the clawed, scaly foot coming down on them this time.

They covered their head, preparing for the worst, but it never came. Instead, the giant monster yelled and moved its foot away from them. Peeking their eyes out from behind their forearms, the crouching teen noticed a black, leather-clad figure right in front of them. ‘This must be Chat Noir...’ [Y/N] thought as they brought their hands down.

Chat Noir looked back, looking at you with a concerned expression. His silver staff retracts back into its original size and is placed behind the cat-themed hero’s back. [Y/N] stared at him, even as he extended his hand out to them, before they took it and got up. The two gazed into each other’s eyes, both under a strange haze; the two teens felt a tightness in their chests. It went away quickly, and the leather-clad hero straightened his back and spoke.

—“Are you alright?” Chat asked, voice brimming with concern, green slitted eyes fleeting over them, looking for any injuries.

—“I- I’m fine. Just shaken up,” the teen’s trembly hands were proof of that.

—“Well, do you think you can get back home on your own? I’m kind of preoccupied with a lizard infestation,” he said, pointing behind him, where more destruction could be seen.

Instead of answering verbally, [Y/N] nodded. That was all the hero needed, apparently, as he gave them a smile — it made the weird tightness in their chest come back — before he turned, grabbing his staff and extending it again, jumping away.

[Y/N] stood in place for a second before they felt something jabbing into their side. Glancing down, the teen noticed Tikki already looking up at them.

—“C’mon! Let’s go hide!”

They scrambled to get somewhere hidden, finding an alleyway and crouching behind one of the dumpsters. Tikki flew out of [Y/N]’s bag.

—“I- What the fuck was that thing?” The teen held their chest — their heart beating faster than normal — trying to control their breathing.

—“[Y/N]? Are you sure you're okay?” The kwami flew closer to the teen’s face, touching their cheek with her small limb.

They slid down the brick wall, hand still clutching their chest, as their breath became shaky and ragged, as if they’d run a marathon. Their eyes were looking straight past Tikki, not really focused on anything.

Loud ringing could be heard, though it only seemed to bother [Y/N]; they suddenly brought both their hands to cover their ears harshly, tears welling in the corners of the distraught teen’s shut eyes. Quiet, strained whimpers kept escaping their lips.

Tikki thought they looked like a wounded baby deer — scared and vulnerable. She flew down, perched on the teen’s shoulder, and rested a hand on their neck — that was really all she could do.

The kwami continued to reassure [Y/N], and a little while later, they finally stopped shaking. The teen looked at their little red companion with a determined look as they stood up, rolling their shoulders back.

—“Okay, let's do this.”

All Chat Noir could think of right now was not letting his lunch come back out the wrong side. He was being swung around by ginormous, scaly reptile paws and thrown through the air. You’d think that after half a year of working alone, he’d be more efficient at this whole thing. And you’d be right; today was just... not his day, to say the least.

The terrified screams and reassuring words from the Parisians below all mixed into a disorienting white noise that Chat couldn’t do anything about. As he was being lifted to the Draken’s face, rows upon rows of sharp, yellowy teeth could be seen. The feline hero shut his bright green eyes tight, silently preparing for his doom. ‘This really is it... I’m so sorry, m’Lady.’

—“HEY, UGLY!” A voice cut through the air, loud enough to get the attention of everyone, “Let the cat-boy go!”

There, on the roof of a tall building — eye-level with the scaly, white beast — stood a figure, shadowed by the warm afternoon sun hitting its back.

Murmurs ran through the crowd like wildfire. The figure grabs something from its hip and spins it fast, a familiar pink glow appears from the whizzing of the object.

—“Whoa, who is that?”

—“Is that Ladybug?”

—“HA! I told you she would come back!”

The figure paid no mind to the crowd, keeping their gaze on the giant in front of them — more specifically, the bright purple butterfly outside that suddenly appeared over its face. It seemed to make the large beast stop in its tracks, like it was under a spell. But there was no time to think about that; there were civilians and a stray cat in danger.

—“Oj, scale-face! I’m talking to you!” The red figure took a running start and jumped off the roof, spreading large, transparent wings out from their back.

That seemed to bring the creature out of its trance-like state — the glowing outline had disappeared by now — letting out a deafening roar, black smoke pouring out of its unhinged mouth.

Now that the sun wasn't blocking their view, everyone could see someone akin to the iconic red and black-spotted heroine Paris has come to love and mourn the loss of. Though, the voice and mannerisms should’ve given them away sooner, this was definitely not Ladybug, at least not the Ladybug people know.

The spotted figure zipped straight for the overgrown lizard, effectively — if only a bit clumsily, as if this were their first time — dodging its flailing limbs. They flew straight towards its open mouth, quickly grabbing the black-leather-clad hero before he could become lizard food.

The two escaped narrowly, [Y/N] setting Chat Noir down on one of the flat roofed buildings, behind the roof access room, hiding them from the beast’s line of sight.

—“Are you alright?” the teen asked, unknowingly repeating his first words to their civilian self.

Wherever his mind went, it came back to his body right at that moment. He glanced at the face of his savior, covered with a black face mask and goggles, hiding every part of their face apart from their eyebrows. The short hairs were furrowed, and no doubt a concerned expression decorated the face beneath the disguise.

—“I- Yes… Who are you?” His gaze held so many emotions, like confusion but mostly distrust.

—“Y’know, I never gave it much thought before, ask me again when we take Godzilla over there down, ‘kay?” Apparently, that wasn’t the answer he was expecting, [Y/N] could almost imagine a giant question mark floating on top of his head.

—“So... you have a plan?” He was still staring, the fight clearly not on the forefront of his mind. His lack of answer perpetuated the awkward silence: “... Right, so, ahem, do you know where the Akumatized object is?”

He finally got over it, if only for the time being.

—“Yeah, there’s a gem lodged into the back of his neck, I tried getting it, but I got caught.”

—“Well then, how about we try that again? C'mon, I’ll go and distract it while you destroy the thing!”

[Y/N] raised their goggles slightly over their eyes, winking at Chat Noir, allowing him to catch a glimpse of the alien-esque blue eyes that were hiding underneath the lenses. They prepared to take another running start, spreading their wings, before remembering something.

—“OH! Before I forget, sorry, this is my first time doing this,” they took their yo-yo from its resting place on their hip and throwing it in the air, “Lucky Charm!”

The red polka-dotted sides spun around as it glowed before it came back down, leaving a small object where it was. The item dropped into the gloved hands; it was a red ice pick with a black dot pattern all over it, quite on brand with the ladybug theme. [Y/N] turned it around, looking it over closely, then grasped it tightly and returned to their previous position.

—“Okay, are you ready? ‘Cause I’m not,” the teen chuckled, pulling their goggles back over their eyes, running and jumping off the roof, heading straight for the scaly monster.

The cat-eyed hero stood in place for a second, his mind still lagging behind. He shook his head, getting out of his stupor, and hardened his gaze, focusing on completing the mission. He would ask questions later.

He stood still for a while, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike the Draken. He kept his gaze mostly on the spotted hero, distracting the beast by zipping around with their large wings, evading its grasp. Maybe he was watching them because he was worried they would get caught and hurt, or maybe he was judging them because ‘Ladybug wouldn't have come up with such a primitive plan’.

By now, the Draken's back is turned away from Chat, letting him get a clear view of the icy blue gem, the same color as its eyes, embedded into the back of the beast's neck, surrounded by glistening white scales.

Taking the opportunity to strike, Chat Noir extended his staff, letting it carry him to land on the lizard’s back. He landed a bit below where the gem was, so he gripped onto whatever space he could and began to climb. However, the beast’s thrashing and flailing around made it quite hard to do. The green-eyed hero inched his way towards the glittering jewel, hanging on to a few looser scales to not fall off.

He raised his hand, preparing to strike, “Cataclysm!” A black, void-like mass bubbled around his right hand. Chat pressed his hand onto the gem, watching as it began to crack and turn a deathly gray. Soon it stopped, and a glowing purple butterfly squeezed its way out of the cracks, trying to fly away. But before it could, Chat caught it in a strange, dark metal canister, not giving the insect a chance to escape. As the butterfly no longer powered it, the large lizard became covered in a dark, almost black, purple, tar-like liquid. And then it disappeared, leaving a man, who looked to be about mid 20’s, to fall to his death.

Of course, seeing this, both heroes couldn’t let that happen, jumping into action to catch the young adult, before he could become one with the cracked concrete.

[Y/N] made it first, their wings gave them a stark advantage in situations like this, grabbing the man midair and gently landing him on the ground. The teen removed their goggles, letting them rest around their neck, and looked over the hunched person for any injuries. Thankfully, they found none, so they awkwardly patted his shoulder, making him look up.

He looked frazzled, as if his mind was a couple of minutes behind, trying to catch up to the rest of his body. He looked at the gloved hand on his shoulder and moved his gaze up to his savior’s face. The man was met with dark blues, glazed with concern.

He paid no mind to it, rushing into the hero’s arms and burying his head in the crook of their neck. It was a bit uncomfortable, both because their armor is very rigid and not soft at all and because they weren’t expecting it, obviously. Nevertheless, the teen hugged back, if only a bit stiffly.

—“Thank you! Thank you so much!” The man cried out, tightening his hold around them. He hiccuped, “I’m so sorry, for all of this. I- I just- my emotions got- got the best of me.”

He pulled away after a while, the teen now looking behind him to see Chat Noir staring them both down. Freezing under his gaze, the teen felt the third tightness in their chest return, all because of his eyes. But his gaze didn’t hold that same feeling — it was cold for some reason.

Not wanting to dwell on it, [Y/N] turned their unusual eyes back down at the man. Finally, they took a closer look at him; he was quite short — though that didn’t mean much, as the teen noticed they towered over most of the crowd, apart from Chat Noir, in this form — and gaunt, with heavy bags under his brown eyes. He was clearly dressed for work — unless business casual was his regular style — with a white collared shirt underneath a blue plaid sweater vest, paired with light brown slacks and matching loafers. His wavy brown hair was styled professionally — now a bit mussed from falling in the air.

—“Hey, you’re okay. What’s your name?” The teen asked awkwardly, smiling more with their eyes, as their mask covered the bottom of their face.

—“A- Arthur Gallo,” he spoke, still clearly in shock from his situation. [Y/N] patted his back lightly and reassured him, “Well, Arthur, whatever happened that caused this, it isn’t your fault, you were just pushed to your limit, and that's okay.”

The teen turned to fly away before stopping suddenly.

—“OH! Before I forget,” they grabbed the ice pick from its resting place on their hip — it was quite useless in their plan, but Tikki did say to have it on hand, just in case — throwing it up in the air, shouting, “Miraculous Ladybug!”

The spotted pick disappeared in a bright, pink flash of light, and thousands of ladybugs flew around the area, fixing and rebuilding all the destruction caused under the butterflies influence. The little insects surrounded the two heroes and Arthur before shooting up into the sky and dispersing out of sight.

Civilians around the area cheered loudly, and reporters popped up in front of the trio, asking questions upon questions and shoving cameras in their faces. [Y/N] ignored them, turning to face Chat Noir, whose gaze never left them. Suddenly, he spoke.

—“Ladybug would’ve come up with a much better plan.”

The teen’s expression quickly fell in confusion; you didn’t even need to see the bottom half of their face to see it. Their brows furrowed, and they spoke cautiously.

—“Yeah, well, I’m not good with plans in general, and I’m not Ladybug.”

—“Yeah, I can tell,” he huffed, turning around and extending his staff, jumping away, probably to detransform.

‘What the fuck is his problem,’ [Y/N] thought to themselves bitterly, their mood dampened by their ‘partner’s’ cold behavior. They turned back to Arthur, who was still standing next to them, looking awkwardly to the side.

—“You can make it back home on your own, right? I kind of have to go,” [Y/N] said, pointing to their beeping earrings, only 3 of the 5 spots were left. He nodded, and the teen went to walk away before the man suddenly grabbed their hand, “WAIT!”

—“Yes?”

—“Please, what’s your name?”

—“I- hmm,” [Y/N] thought for a second.

They knew they weren’t Ladybug, and they didn’t want to take on her name out of respect — and something in their head told them that if they did, a certain feline would dislike them even more. All they knew was that they were up for the task; to help Paris and the rest of the world from Hawkmoth, they knew that they had to have a strong, powerful name that would make people feel safe. [Y/N] took a breath, pushing their shoulders back with a more confident expression in their eyes.

—“Red Beetle, my name is Red Beetle.”

Arthur let go of their hand — a grateful expression on his face — and thanked them. The newly named hero turned away from him, grabbed their yo-yo and swung away.

chapter 1 | series masterlist | chapter 3

❥︎ author's note: I’ve written and rewritten this so many times, I feel like I’m losing my mind, anyways hope you enjoy! Also so sorry for the long wait, I really wanted to post this back in September, but school started and killed my motivation. I have chapter 3 as bulletpoints, but I’m not making any promises to post it any time soon :(

❥︎ series taglist: @leafanonsforest @ok-boke @they2luv1naia @mytaiyakeylover (if you wanna get added, lmk!)

❥︎ posted: 2023 | 11 | 19

#❥︎.lilian writes #❥︎.new bug in town #adrien agreste x reader #chat noir x reader #miraculous ladybug x reader #cat noir x reader #mlb x reader #gn!reader

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frickingnerd · 9 days

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poly relationship with marinette & chloe

pairing: marinette dupain-cheng x gn!reader x chloe bourgeois

tags: established polyamorous relationship, enemies to friends (mari & chloe), character development/redemption for chloe

dating both marinette and chloe isn't easy!

marinette was the one who said she'd be okay about sharing you with chloe, hoping a loving partner would change chloe. but even mari can't help but get jealous…

chloe however is an absolute brat when you start dating! not towards you, but towards marinette

she's constantly teasing marinette, making out with you in front of mari and making it seem as if you like chloe better than marinette, even though the two of them are supposed to share you!

marinette hates it, but for a while, she keeps up with it, hoping you'd be a positive influence for chloe

things only change, however, when you discover that marinette is none other than ladybug! and after her secret identity is revealed to you, you have a plan to make chloe behave…

you start to ‘date ladybug’ as well! suddenly, chloe is completely in awe at being so close to her idol, so she puts on her best behavior around ladybug!

she even apologizes to marinette, slowly growing more accepting of the baker girl. and marinette forgives her, wanting to see chloe change for the better!

eventually, the two girls find out about each other's secret identities too! and while it's a huge shock at first, it's the best thing that could've happened!

chloe vows to keep marinette's promises. she's grown fond of the baker girl and doesn't want to harm her anymore!

chloe learned that marinette isn't a threat, but a friend! there's no need for the two girls to fight over your affection, as you love both of them equally and always will!

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princesssmars · 2 years

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late night visitors

a ladynoir x reader

most people don't get visited by paris's notorious superheroes at night. luckily, you're not most people.

wc : 1982

contains : fluff. just a bunch of fluff ngl. polyamory. mari and adrien's ages arent stated but they grew up with me in my head so they're about 17/18 here idc.

f/f - favorite flowers

a/n : we love starting a fic and not finishing it until a year later <3 i made this short (?) and sweet before i went overboard. enjoy :)

one thing paris didn’t get enough credit for was its quietness. during the day the city bustles, each arrondissement’s streets filled with tourists and families enjoying the city of love. but you loved it at night. the air grows cold and the roads are deserted, only a few stragglers walking about. the city lights twinkle against the skyline and blend into the clear night sky to create your favorite sight.

you had spent a while sitting on your balcony and just enjoying it, having finished your homework and chores and ready to just be. you let all of your worries about school and friends and villains go and finally relaxed, staying outside for an hour before heading off inside for a night of rest.

tap tap tap.

you grumble, slowly rising from your sleep at the sudden noise you've heard at the other end of the rom. sitting up and rubbing at your eyes, you look around your bedroom to pinpoint where the disturbance came from. from what you can see in the dark nothing fell from your bed, and your closet and bedroom doors are closed so that only leaves one other spot.

tap tap tap.

letting out a huff of air through your nose, you rise from your bed and throw on your robe, quickly noting the alarm clock on your dresser telling you its already past midnight, before moving to the window that looks into your balcony.

not able to see anything, you carefully open the door, shivering and only stopping for a second to again look at the beautiful view of paris before looking around your balcony, only to see a small flower pot that rose had gifted you knocked over.

figuring it to be some dumb bird or a stray, you turn back towards your room just to see a giant pair of bright green eyes staring right into your soul.

it’s pure luck that you're able to muffle your short scream in your hands to not wake and alarm your parents and half the of the arrondissement. unluckily, paris’ beloved hero chat noir is on the brink of laughing his stupid leather-covered ass off.

he somehow manages to calm down, but that means now he’s talking. and god help you when chat noir decided to speak.

"i knew you could be jumpy when scared but you leaped higher than a startled cat! you should've seen it!"

he makes more jokes and lets out little laughs as you stand still in front of him, glaring at him in your pajamas. the fact that your bottoms were covered in pink cupcakes didn't help your case.

“if you seriously woke me up at midnight just to tease and laugh at me so help me god chat,” you squint your eyes in a warning, barely noticing the figure cloaked in red and black sliding up to your side.

“nope, we brought something else,” you hear whispered into your ear. not flinching this time, be it because you were too pissed off or less on edge from the last time. you turn and smile softly when soft baby blue eyes meet your own. “how was your day, mon cheri?”

you hum as your hands find their way around her shoulders and hers wrap around your middle, “better now that you're here, can't say the same for others though.” ladybugs body rocks with a silent laugh as chat looks at the two of you shocked.

he goes off into one of his usual dramatic rants about how the “loves of my life have left me behind for each other! the stereotypes are true!” as you both watch him in amusement.

“alright fine, you big oaf. get in here,” you sigh, moving your arm from around ladybug to open in his direction. he puts on his model-worthy blinding smile and rushes into the hug, squeezing the both of you and raising you off the ground. sometimes you forgot how strong they could be.

during the day, marinette and adrien were the pinnacles of perfectly normal teenagers. it’d been an honor to not only see them grow up from stumbling middle schoolers bestowed with unfathomable power to where they are today.

when you first met mari you thought she was weird, to put it frankly. you’d reflected on how nervous she would get around you and adrien and how you caught her following you a few times, much to her embarrassment at the memories. but after giving her a chance at the behest of alya you found out how amazing she could be. she was incredibly smart, excelling in her studies and being the group's designated tutor. it was only during one of your late-night tutoring sessions, the blue-haired girl smiling at you sweetly and praising you when you got a problem wrong, that you realized you had feelings for her.

and adrien was so radiant it was scary. you figured since he was rich and childhood friends with chloe bourgeois of all people that he’d be another snob for you to ignore. but then that day happened when chloe was jealous of all the attention you were getting on your new hairstyle and dumped a tiny carton of milk on your head. normally you didn't let her get to you, but you couldn't help but tear up and run to hide in an empty classroom. it wasn't until a little later that a soaking-wet adrien sat down next to you, telling you he was sorry for what chloe did, and said “if she’s going to bully my friends, she’ll have to do the same to me.”

after that, it was hard not to harbor feelings for the two of them, and you were so glad when they confessed not only to each other but to you as well. you weren't expecting the whole superhero reveal thing, though. but it warmed you inside to know they trusted you enough with this secret.

“let’s head inside, its getting colder and i don't want you to get sick.” ladybug pulls out of the hug, holding the back of her hand up to your head.

“i’m fine, bug,” you assure her, pulling her hand away and smiling at the way her cheeks tint pink. “what’d you bring me?”

ladybug waves her hand to chat, the boy coming up behind you before your vision goes dark with his hands covering your eyes. you hear the sound of ladybug’s yoyo, then the familiar whssh of her body traveling through the air.

“can you give me a hint at least?” you plead. its been a solid three minutes of waiting for marinette to come back and the excitement is making you antsy. not to mention your leather-clad boyfriend standing right behind you.

“no can do, babe. we both know you'll figure it out and then ladybug will figure out that you've figured it out and then she figures out its because i told you and then-”

“ok ok! i get it! ill wait patiently.”

luckily you don't have to wait long, chat removing his hands to show you marinette standing in front of you holding a bouquet of f/f and a box of your favorite pastries.

“i made them this morning so they'd be fresh in case something happened, thank god we only had to deal with some thieves.” marinette hands you the flowers, the pair of them thankful when you bring them up and take in a deep inhale of their scent, holding them close to your chest.

“i wouldn't call ten men breaking into the louvre just any regular thieves, my lady.” chat chuckles.

ladybug shrugs. “didnt seem so tough to me.”

she shrugs. “didnt seem so tough to me.”

“c'mon you two, lets head inside before some insomniac catches a picture of you two.”

they follow you inside, the both of them able to sneak well after years of practice. you put the flowers in a spare vase on your dresser, gently placing them inside with a smile. you hear a slight smack followed by a 'ow!’ and a laugh. you turn to see your girlfriend scowling at your boyfriend, whose mouth is stuffed with one of the pastries.

“i made them for y/n! at least let her have the first one.” ladybug chastises him, setting the box down on a coffee table before sitting on your white chaise.

chat ignores her, too entranced by the deliciousness of her baking. “whatever you say, buggaboo.”

you smile, loving to watch how they interact with each other. they worked so well together, and sometimes when you admired them it seemed like they were made for each other. if it wasnt so sweet you’d be more jealous, but they never made you feel excluded.

“ill go put these in your kitchen so you can have them for breakfast.” chat puts some of the pastry on a napkin and leaves it on the table for you before picking up the box and slinking out of your door with a wink.

you send him an appreciative smile, looking to the side to see ladybug still slightly pouting.

“its fine bug, i appreciate it no matter what,” you sit down next to her, reaching up to take her mask off as her baby blue eyes look at you fondly. “ill have to repay you somehow. just tell me what and its yours.”

mari looks at you silently for a few seconds more before brining up her hand to cup your face and bringing you in for a sweet kiss. mari's kisses were some of your favorites, the girl always making sure to assert herself as ladybug and it travels into her intimacy.

you pull away reluctantly, her looking at you with a lovestruck grin.

“you already repay me by being mine, mon cheri.” she whispers, placing a gentle kiss on your warm cheek. you start to flirt back when a force plops onto the chaise next to you, a mop of blonde hair landing into your lap.

“i second what she said, my love. only if i get some kisses too obviously.” adrien says, his mask now off to show off his dazzling emerald eyes.

you roll your eyes in playful annoyance but relent, leaning down to give him a kiss as well. adrien’s kisses are just as amazing as mari’s but they feel…desperate. not in the way he kissed you when he underestimated a villain and nearly lost his life, rushing back to your apartment and kissing you before holding you in a tight embrace for an hour.

he was desperate for physical touch, the reminder that he’s yours and your his and that you wont leave him. but no matter how much the two of you pretend to be exasperated at his constant touches and flirting, you want to assure him that you’ll always be here for him no matter what.

the kiss ends and you nearly giggle from the sight of his dopey grin and hooded eyes, quickly widening when mari roughly grabs his cheeks and kisses him dramatically.

“there, happy not, kitty?” she asks, the boy laying limp across your lap.

“yup. perfect.”

after a minute of mari teasing chat for his dopey reaction to your kisses and adrien pointing out how she acts the exact same, the time of night catches up with you and you feel your eyes start to droop. just when you feel the lull of sleep taking you away, a strong pair of arms lifting you up and placing you in bed. when they start to pull away, you tiredly reach your arm out to hold their wrist, whispering a quiet “stay.”

thankfully your loves cant say no to you, the two of them resting on top of the covers as they cuddle you from either side.

its quiet as they stay with you, and you’ve never loved the quiet of the city more.

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Unrequited Love (Part 3)

Request: None

Requested By: Nobody

Pairing: Adrien/Cat Noir x reader (unreciprocated)

Summary: Adrien and Y/n draw.

Warnings: None?

A/N: *dramatic music*

Word Count: 1K+

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Y/n wandered over to her locker, replacing her books. She let out a breath through her mouth in a sigh. She bowed her head and closed her eyes in defeat, shutting the locker door.

“There you are.”

Her head shot upwards, eyes growing wide. She turned to her left, being met with green eyes.

“Oh, it’s you.” Y/n whispered, more relaxed.

“Who else would it be?” Adrien asked. Y/n let out a small humorless laugh.

“Yeah. Who else?” She muttered under her breath. She knew he didn’t mean it as an insult, but he could have worded it better.

“What?” Adrien asked, cocking his head to the side.

“Nothing. How’s Marinette?” Y/n asked, trying to change the subject.

“Oh, she’s fine; just very clumsy.”

It seemed to work.

“I see.” The two became silent for a moment.

“So, I’ll see if I can talk my father into letting you come over to practice piano.” Adrien announced, breaking the slight tension.

“I don’t want to inconvenience you, or your father.” Y/n admitted.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

~Plagg, claws out~

“Absolutely not.”

“But, father-” Adrien started to protest.

“I will not have a near stranger in this establishment.”

“But I told her I would teach her piano.”

“Well you’ll just have to tell her no, or figure something else out.”

Adrien sighed in defeat, hanging his head.

“Yes, father.” He said, walking out and closing the door behind him. He walked to his room and collapsed on the bed.

“Now what?”

Plagg flew out from his jacket.

“I don’t know. He said she was a near stranger.” The kwami noted.

“So I’ll just have to get to know her better!” Adrien exclaimed, a huge smile on his face. His face fell. “How do I tell her I can’t teach her yet?”

“Be honest.” Plagg advised. Adrien sighed.

“But I feel like I’d be cheating her. What if she insists on teaching me to draw when I can’t teach her piano?”

The kwami shrugged unhelpfully. “I’m sure you’ll figure something out.” He remarked, stuffing another piece of cheese down his throat. Adrien rolled his eyes.

“Helpful.” He remarked sarcastically.

~Claws in~

Adrien walked up the steps to the school the next day. He wandered around looking for any sign of Y/n.

“Where could she be?” Adrien wondered aloud. Plagg stuck his head out of Adrien’s jacket.

“Where does she usually hang out?”

“I don’t know. I only met her yesterday.”

“Well, good luck.” Plagg offered. Adrien sighed and shook his head. He wandered all over the school until he entered the classroom. He looked around and saw Y/n sitting in her seat in the back, sketching. Adrien smiled and made his way up to her.

Y/n saw his shadow and looked up, pulling the earbuds out of her ears.

“Hey.” He greeted.

“Hello.” She answered quietly, smiling. Adrien sighed.

“Look, I’m sorry, but my father thinks I should get to know you better before you enter our ‘establishment’. How lame is that?” He explained, using quotation marks, sitting down next to her. She smirked.

“I don’t blame him.”

Adrien looked up at her in confusion.

“Would you like a stranger in your big, expensive house with expensive things in it?” She asked. Adrien smiled.

“I never thought of it like that.” He said, folding his arms on the desk in front of him. Y/n smiled.

“Your dad’s probably just taking precautions. We can’t be mad at him for it.”

Adrien smiled.

“You’re so understanding.” He noted. Her cheeks turned a shade of scarlet, but she pretended not to notice. She hoped if she didn’t notice, he wouldn’t either.

“I’m observant.” She clarified. “I see things, and based on what I see, and know about that person, or thing, make a reasonable guess. It’s really not that special.”

“If you say so.” He said.

“So, what did you want to draw?” She asked him.

“Oh, uh. I don’t know. I didn’t really think about it.” He confessed. Y/n looked out the window and saw a small creature fly by.

“How about a ladybug? That’s a pretty easy start.”

Adrien looked to her and shrugged, slightly pink.

“Sure.” He chuckled nervously. Y/n smirked and playfully rolled her eyes.

“So, start with a circle. For a perfect circle, place your finger and pencil down, and turn the paper. Like this.” Y/n advised, showing him. He nodded and followed her guidance. It wasn’t a perfect circle, but it was close.

“Good.” Y/n complimented. “Now draw a semi-circle for the head, using the same method, just don’t turn the paper all the way around.” She showed again, and Adrien did as instructed. Y/n looked over at his paper and smiled.

“Perfect!” She exclaimed. Adrien smiled down at the paper in pride.

“You think so?”

“Of course! Now we draw spots using more circles.” She said, drawing spots. Adrien followed and he drew spots. They weren’t perfect circles, but they were close enough.

“Now we draw the line for the wings when they open them.” She explained drawing a simple line down the back of the ladybug. Again, Adrien followed.

“Now the legs and shading.” They drew the legs, but when it came time for shading Adrien’s pencil stopped an inch above the paper. Y/n looked over at him.

“What’s wrong?” She questioned.

“Just nervous.” He admitted. Y/n smiled softly at him. She reached over and placed her hand atop his, pressing it gently onto the paper.

“You can’t get better if you don’t take risks.” She advised. Adrien nodded and began shading in the dots, head, and legs first. Y/n smiled and glanced up at the clock, seeing 7 minutes till class. A few people were just starting to enter. Y/n quickly shaded in her ladybug, and shaded the paper beneath it.

2 minutes till class. Adrien sat his pencil down and looked proudly at his paper. He looked to Y/n’s and his eyes grew wide.

“Wow, that’s amazing, Y/n. It looks like it’s coming off the page!” He commented. Y/n looked down at it and observed her own piece.

“It’s just shading below it. Yours looks good, too.”

“Not nearly as good as yours.”

“Practice. You’ll get better.” She said, smiling. She quickly glanced at the clock again.

“You’d better get to your seat. Class is about to start.”

Adrien looked up at the clock and his eyes widened. He quickly picked up his stuff.

“Thanks, Y/n.” He said, holding his things. She smiled and nodded at him. “No problem.”

He smiled back and headed to his seat. Y/n slid her drawing things back into her bag and pulled out her literature book, ready for class.

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