#Mlb Fic

[monpetitchattriste]

Artwork for my story Panic Attacks in Paradise

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“Do you want me to carry you?” Adrien asked, concerned, etching his voice as he watched her sway slightly. “No, I am fine,” Marinette insisted stubbornly. But her words barely left her lips when she stumbled again, her knees buckling beneath her. Adrien quickly reached out, steadying her before she hit the ground. Wordlessly, Adrien bent down, sliding one arm behind her knees and the other around her back. He lifted her off the ground with a careful heave, settling her into a piggyback. It took a few steps for her initial resistance to fade and for her body to relax against his as he carried her.  Marinette’s breath was steady and rhythmic against his neck.  "You're surprisingly comfy, Adrien," Marinette giggled, her words slurring slightly as she rested her chin on his shoulder. "Thanks, I think," Adrien chuckled, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smile. "Just don't get used to it. I'm not starting a piggyback ride service anytime soon." Marinette responded with a playful nudge against his head. "Too bad, I'd be your first customer. Five stars for the ride!” “Oh, so now you want me to carry you! Well, I guess this ride is over.” He loosened his grip on the legs and let her start to slip. Marinette squeaked in response, grabbing onto his shoulders to keep from falling off him. Adrien quickly tightened his grasp again and adjusted her so she wasn't falling back down. 

The animated version down be low!

[writer-rider-flirty-thirties]

"It's a happy ending." He assures though. "A very happy ending."

I commisioned these wonderful pieces from @carolgpr for my fic Should I Stay Or Should I Go (they’ll be posted in the fic some time this week). It’s so amazing! 💜

Thank you so much!!! Go check them out!!! 

[rosekasa]

58 for the kiss prompt??

HI ILY THANK U FOR THIS

58. ��It’s been years since we’ve seen each other and I didn’t know what happened to you because of secret identities” kiss from this list by @kisspromptsforthelovesquare

The train of her dress catches in the jamb when she slams the door. "Are you fucking kidding me?" she says.

Adrien looks down at his loafers. The floor has been freshly polished. This room is probably booked for another wedding later today. After Marinette finishes taking her vows at hers.

She takes a step forward, fingers clutching so hard at her bouquet that the stems start to split. "Adrien," she says. "What did Tikki mean when she said you're Chat Noir?"

Music floats through the corridor from the other hall. He knows no one's going to wonder where he is, but what about the bride?

He swallows, still looking at his loafers. "...You weren't meant to find out today," he says quietly.

She scoffs. "So after the reception was your idea of good timing?"

Adrien says nothing.

She reaches her hands up, like she wants to scrub them down her face, then thinks better of it. They still haven't even gotten around to the actual ceremony yet -- she can't ruin her makeup.

"God, Adrien, I just--" She sighs. "How could you not have told me before?"

"...There was never a good time," he says.

"Never?" she repeats. "You came back to Paris six months ago!"

He bristles. As if he didn't think about it back then. As if he wouldn't have told her at the airport on the very first day, when she'd outrun Alya and Nino and jumped on him when her engagement ring brushed against his neck.

Does she feel differently about that hug now? Now that she knows he's Chat Noir, her ex-boyfriend, the boy who disappeared as soon as Hawk Moth was arrested?

"I don't know what you want me to say," he says. "It's not like it would've changed anything."

Her eyes cut towards him. "Adrien, do you really think I'd be getting married today if I knew who you were?"

The words hang in the air, reverbing in his ears long after it stopped in the empty room. She can't possibly mean what he thinks she means. She's been with that guy for two years, they have an apartment together, he's pretty sure she's mentioned adopting a cat soon--

"That's not--" He struggles for a moment. "Of-- of course you would, I mean, you love him--"

"Then what stopped you from telling me in the first place?"

He swallows hard.

He knew. He knew full well what would've happened if he'd told her.

Her eyes are moist behind her mascared lashes. "I can't go back out there," she says.

"What?" he says. He steps forward, edging around the skirt of her dress. "Marinette-- no. You have to."

"I can't, I--" Her voice cracks. She turns her eyes up, holding back tears.

"Marinette." He grabs her hands, almost desperately, and squeezes. "Marinette. This is your future. Your life."

"It was my life," she says. "When I thought I wouldn't see you again." Her gaze shifts back to his face. "How can I promise myself to someone that isn't you?"

Her ring feels like a blade against his thumb.

"You kind of already did," he whispers.

She sighs. Her head drops to rest on his chest. Her veil looks like a white tulip petal, spreading across the floor behind her.

Careful not to dislodge her bun, he cups her head. Leaning his face down, he kisses her hair.

"You'll be okay," he says softly. He takes her by the arms and helps her straighten. "You'll be more than okay. I mean, he has much better hair than me anyway."

She laughs wetly, dabbing at her lashes with a finger. "That's impossible and you know it."

He cracks a pained smile.

He wonders when the next flight out of Paris is tonight.

[nemaliwrites]

Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis / The Man of Mind Alone / Trevor West Knapp, Taste / Hozier, Foreigner's God / @floatingstirnerhead / / Absure, Taste Like

On fear, taste, and the concept of knowing someone. A webweave for my Adrien Can Taste Emotions fic

[wisteriasymphony]

dude i drew this months ago how did i forget it existed

[dumbass-brunette]

So… um

Chapter 8 of drowning in plain sight was… painful

So @buggachat in return for all the pain and suffering you’ve caused me… take my trash… art

[akqrus]

Acacias

Marinette finds herself falling for Chat Noir, knowing the consequences she refuses to admit to her feelings. But her heart says otherwise...

X

[celestialtitania]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Alya Césaire/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Alya Césaire Additional Tags: Love Potion/Spell, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, to a degree, Identity Reveal Summary:

“Hi, Chat!” Ladybug greets him, not letting go of Rena for even a second.

“Hello, my lady. Rena,” Chat greets, forcing a smile onto his face. “What are you two up to?” He feigns ignorance, still holding onto some hope of it all being one big misunderstanding.

“I’m trying to convince Rena of all the reasons why I love her!” Ladybug says brightly, crushing what remains of his hope under her heel without a second thought.

“No, you don’t,” Rena groans.

[kuromori4]

Fic authors self-rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love! <3<3

Oh wow! I don't know how I missed this in my asks! Woops!

Is this for published fics only? Because at least 2 of my fav fics I ever wrote are yet to be published! (Complete or almost complete)

Ashes to Ashes- In an unfortunate twist of fate, Chat Noir ends up facing Monarch alone, and it ends very badly. Watch as it slowly destroys him. (Trauma is my middle name!) Marinette tries to figure out what the hell is going on. (Twisty and emotional, this fic is a bit of a wild ride. I've been told by readers that it's quite intense! And of course, I have to agree.) Read it here!

The Grove- Ladybug and Chat Noir spend seemingly peaceful days in an idyllic paradise that she created just for him. (Hard to talk about without spoiling it, but it's dark, bleak and depressing. But this for sure rests in my top 3 fav fics I've ever written. Emotional is a good word for it.) Read it here!

Friends who Kiss- Follows the Reverse kids after the Paris special, trying to figure out how to get along and be good guys. (Spoiler, they aren't very good at it) (Also admittedly, this one's 2 parts and I love them both. The sequel is called No more Friends who Kiss, and is linked in this fic) Read it here!

The First of Many Nights- (Mature fic) This is a oneshot where post-reveal Adrienette enjoy a very special romantic night on a private beach under a starry sky. I just love how sweet and romantic the whole thing is. <3 Read it here! (This is rated M for Mature! You have been warned.)

Sympathy Pain- (Mature fic) Ladybug and Chat Noir have always shared a magical connection. However, when they start to feel their magical connection on a more physical level, things start to get a little heated. (Or: Unknowingly, Ladybug and Chat Noir begin to feel each other's pain. And their pleasure!) Absolutely packed full of relationship drama and tension galore! (This one isn't published yet, but I had to put it on the list because I'm just so in love with this story, haha. Coming soon! (Or so I keep saying) it's been sitting at about 90% finished and begging me to wrap it up! (Life has been lifeing though)

Honorable mention: I'm working on a (Mature, and very dark) Enemies AU series and part 1 is done, and part 2-5 are planned out. And boy, I am so enamored with this AU! It doesn't have a title yet though, and I don't want to post part 1 until I have a title for the series.

I don't know many authors very well to tag! I'll tag @fandomofone for sure, and @chatnia-starlight. But I'm leaving this open to anyone else who wants to jump in, especially/including everyone I've met on this year's MLB Big Bang!

[jayphoenic]

MLB Alya Cesaire Salt Prompts/Fics Recommendations

A Bakers Daughter by @ladyanput

This doesn't actually have a title

“You’re not walking away from this, Marinette! If you need harrassing Lila like this, you’ll get arrested! Get it in your head! Adrien doesn’t want you! He would never want a baker’s daughter, someone so useless and uninspiring! You’ll never reach great heights, Lila does! Lila has more talent grace in one pinky, than you have in your entire being! You’ll always be a nobody and you need to learn to deal with that.”

All This After a Monkey Tries to Steal Marinette’s Purse by @cornholio4

“Dad, I can explain…” Alya replied while trying to think of an explanation that sounded somewhat believable.

“I sent Marinette to our house to wait for either of us, I want you home within half an hour to take over for the babysitting duties that you were supposed to be doing anyway! I will try and be home shortly to have a talk with you!” Otis told him sternly and Alya looked down sadly having to tell Nino and Adrien that she has to get home with them looking concerned.

FACT CHECK by @spooky-z

“Marinette, aren’t you ashamed of yourself? Act like nothing is wrong. I didn’t know you could be that cold and calculating.” She caught everyone’s attention again, especially Marinette.

Marinette sighed, her elbow resting on the table, she laid her head on her palm. There was an air of boredom around her. Chloe, Sabrina and Nathaniel with unimpressed looks on their faces.

New York Special Salt: Confrontation by @nobodyfamousposts

Adrien was shaking at this point, but forcing himself to remain steady.

“You both knew Marinette liked me. Fine. Sure. Apparently she was having trouble telling me this. That’s okay. You knew she felt this way and was having trouble telling me. I get that.”

He glared.

“What I don’t get is why it was necessary to go THIS far instead of just TELLING me what was going on yourselves?!”

Exposed by @miraculousbelladonna

She is still absolutely going to have words with her bestie later, but she doesn’t think twice about posting the life changing video onto her blog.

All she’s thinking about is how it’s so cool that she’s the one who found Ladybugs identity. It’s so cool that she’s the one who’s revealing it. It’s so cool that her best friend, Marinette, is Ladybug. Her views are going to go through the roof. Television channels are going to be talking about this, they’re going to be calling her and asking to use her footage.

[artzychic27]

Spoilers for Kung-Food!

[uptoolateart]

My Beautiful Friend (One-Shot)

‘I guess we…really owe you an apology.’ Alya’s eyes darted to her shoes, never quite managing to latch onto Marinette’s face. ‘I mean…I…I owe you an apology.’

And Adrien. She owed Adrien an apology, too – for mocking him – for saying he was only taking her side because they were dating. And so did Nino. No one had taken them seriously.

As if sensing her accusation, one by one the others hushed and craned their heads her way, watching and waiting for her to speak. The room was silent, the air dense with anticipation.

‘Aren’t you going to say something?’ Alya prompted, her tone beseeching, seeking absolution. She was hoping for instant forgiveness so she could release the weight from her shoulders.

But what about me? What about the weight I’ve carried?

Words bloomed on Marinette’s tongue, directed at everyone who had hurt her. ‘I gave you all proof today because that’s what you demanded of me. But it shouldn’t have come to that. Alya, you filled out school forms saying you want to be a reporter. So why didn’t you do some basic fact-checking? How hard would it have been to see that Lila wasn’t all the places doing all the things she claimed she was? I get that we’re only teenagers and you don’t have hot sources to tap, but you could’ve done something. And what about personal testimony? Doesn’t that count for anything? You’re all supposed to be my friends – yet it was Sabrina who reached out, in the end.’

‘Only to save her own skin,’ Alya put in.

‘It doesn’t matter!’ Marinette threw her arms in the air. ‘She still did what was right! But you….’ She swallowed to steady her voice. ‘I was a victim, Alya. And your refusal to act means you took a side – hers. You enabled her.’

‘I didn’t –’

‘You did! By sitting on that fence of yours, you allowed me to suffer. You left me with my pain. All of you did.’ She scanned each and every face in the room, letting her point sink in. ‘How long have you all known me? When have you ever known me to do anything Lila accused me of?’

They tried to look away, but she was too much for them, locking them in her gaze until she released them. She was trembling, her chest tight and hot. All the anger built up since Lila’s entrance to their school was like fire in her veins. And fire always sought a way out.

On the verge of saying something she might regret later, she did the only thing she could. She turned on her heel and hurried out of the room, ignoring Miss Bustier’s calls for her.

Alternative ending to 'Confrontation'

Read more at Ao3

[writer-rider-flirty-thirties]

‘There was no bigger want in her heart's song, so he would do what he could to help her out so she'd be happy. He knew that seeing her happy would make it all worth it. Adrien would make her happy and that's all Luka cared about. He'd grown up sharing and wanted nothing more than to share in the beautiful glow of her happiness, even if that meant they would only share smiles from then on.

Even if that meant he wasn't able to share his pain.’

An amazing piece of work I commissioned from @edorazzi for the anniversary of my first Miraculous fic, Struggling.

Thank you! 💜

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[rosekasa]

13 is a classic that will never get old

checked what it was and was immediately like Yes. it's always so funny

13. “I forgot you’re dating my other identity” kiss from this list by @/kisspromptsforthelovesquare!

Waking up is slow and sticky, one of those naps that feels almost comatose -- spatial compass trying to calibrate, one arm numb, taste buds still rebooting. Marinette doesn't even try to open her eyes. No point. Naps like this means she's definitely too late for whatever it is she was procrastinating. And she's already drifting off again, anyway.

Slowly, a warm pair of arms pull her in.

Oh, right. She'd fought an akuma. This nap wasn't procrastination. It was deserved.

Blindly, she reaches up and strokes his jaw. "You awake, chaton?"

Chat Noir groans softly. She imagines his face in her pillow, or smushed into her giant cat plushie.

"No," he says. "Body achy. Leave me alone."

She momentarily forgets her own soreness. He sounds exhausted. After the body slam he took against those bricks today, she's surprised he even managed to make it to her balcony. She hardly can, some days, but she knows it cheers him up to cuddle with his civilian girlfriend after difficult fights. The only hard part is having to pretend she wasn't also present during those fights, especially today, when she's so tired she can't even remember getting back to her room.

Cupping the back of his head with one hand, she musters up her strength to move and kisses his neck.

"Do you want macarons?" she asks, kissing him again.

He groans again, shifting around. "I want to sleep," he says. "Your mattress is so uncomfy."

Excuse him. He didn't seem to have much of a problem with her mattress when he was sneaking into her room every night for, quote unquote, 'platonic' sleepovers before they started dating. Now he calls it uncomfy?

Though, to be fair, it does feel a little harder than usual.

He searches blindly for her face until he finds her lips. She lets him kiss her, even though his nose is cold, and in the meantime runs her hand through his hair.

Huh.

She can't feel his hair.

Why can't she feel his hair?

Marinette opens her eyes to the open sky. And her own transformed hand. And Chat Noir's decidedly untransformed face.

"Fuck!" Ladybug yells, and sits up on the roof tile. She grabs hold of his shoulder (his civilian shoulder, clad in a white overshirt--) and shakes him hard. "Chat, wake up."

He must hear something in her voice, because Chat Noir-- Adrien opens his eyes.

He looks at her.

She looks at him.

Reaching up, he touches his collar, where her lip balm had transferred from his neck.

"So I'm guessing the macarons are off the table now?" he asks.

[nemaliwrites]

Kasie West, Pivot Point / Vera Nazarian, Salt of the Air / A Softer World / In Pursuit of the Uneatable

Illusions, love, and Ladynoir: a webweave. For Chapter 7 of my @mlbigbang fic.

[wisteriasymphony]

fuck it marichat soulmate horror time

"Of course you don't have a choice in loving Chat Noir," Tikki reassured with a smile, "It's not like he had a choice in whether or not he loves you either!"

Marinette turned to face her kwami. Her voice came out shaky, almost in pieces.

"...What?"

"Oh, Marinette. Nobody has a choice in these things, especially not you." Tikki's face fell out of its warm expression, if only for the smallest fraction of a second, and Marinette was terrified to find that behind it all, Tikki's eyes were cold and dark. "He loves you because you have the earrings, Marinette. Do you really think it'd ever happen without me?"

"-But he doesn't— I haven't-"

"It doesn't matter that he doesn't know. None of that matters," Tikki clarified. The kwami went up to caress her holder's cheek. "All that matters is that you two are going to get your happy ending one day, okay? Just like I promised you."

Had she ever asked for it?