#adrinette fanfiction

[leih-dupont]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Luka Couffaine/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Luka Couffaine, Alix Kubdel, Gabriel Agreste | Papillon | Hawk Moth, Nathalie Sancoeur, Lila Rossi Additional Tags: Angst, Fluff, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Loss of Virginity, First Time, Love Confessions, Arguing, Identity Reveal, Smut, Emotional Baggage, Time Travel, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Series: Part 1 of There's A Third Option... Summary:

Before Adrien and Marinette said, "I Do." Before Lila's plan to destroy their engagement. Before Marinette said "yes". Before Gabriel's Ultimatum. Before it all started, it had to start somewhere. And that "somewhere" was nearly a disaster.

It's currently 5 am. I wrote this chapter in a day. I'm going the fuck to sleep. ENJOY!!!

[masilvi]

Comic commission for @deinde-prandium for the @miraculers-for-ukraine drive, based on their fic “The Clark Kent Effect” 

🌸🌞 BONUS! a discarded sketch because he looks cute!

[starscay]

Drunk on Your Love

“Marinette!” He calls, running over and throwing his arms around her. She returns the embrace as he burrows his face into her shoulder.

“I thought you left,” He whines, his breath hot against her and smelling vaguely of the tequila shots she had seen him taking with Juleka earlier.

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A very drunk Adrien, his lack of object permanence, and his love for Marinette (1.1k words)

[frostedpuffs]

Adrien sat beside her on the bed, enveloping her hand in his. Their wedding bands gently clinked together. “It feels weird to be back here,” he said. “Weird in a good way or a bad way?” “A good way,” he said, smoothing his thumbs over her knuckles. “It feels like being transported back in time.” Marinette hummed in agreement, lying back against the soft white sheets. “Yeah. It feels like only yesterday we were ‘just friends.” The bed bounced lightly as Adrien settled beside her. “We can still be that.” A snort rose from her nose as she giggled. “Oh, god. Let the joke die.” “Never,” he laughed. Climbing over her, he rested his arms on both sides of her head before leaning down to peck her lips. “You’re my platonic wife.” “I am not!” she squealed. His lips tickled when they brushed her neck, and she squirmed. His laughter reverberated across her throat. “You are.” “No!” she said. He poked her side, and she squirmed away, laughing as his fingers dug into her most ticklish spots. “No, no!” “Admit it,” he teased, tickling her waist. “You like me as a friend.” She wheezed, out of breath. “That’s it, I’m officially putting you in the friendzone.”

it's finally completed! thank you everyone for going on this journey with me 💖 (this is not an april fool's joke, i promise! it's real!)

[lucylichtenweg]

Adrien: *falling in love with Marinette*

Luka: finally, it's the end of the love square, of the pain. They can be finally happy.

Marinette: *falling in love with Chat Noir*

Luka:

[ladynoirfanao3]

Finally getting this on tumblr! Commissioned art by @_mazelwi_ on instagram from a scene in my first completed fic “The Power of Creation.”

Rated M, see the summary below. Also feel free to check out “Power of Destruction” which is from Adrien’s POV instead of Marinette’s

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Everyone knows that Ladybug's cure fixes everything after the destruction wrought by Shadow Moth's akumatized villains. After an akuma with an unfortunate power leaves Ladybug and Adrien in an awkward position, Marinette has never been happier to simply forget. However, she soon discovers that her miraculous ladybugs have a limitation on their curing ability: a limitation that puts her in a situation she never expected to be in.

[mysticraven20]

When I started this project, the aim was to try and commission artists who have supported me this year as a way to say thank you.

Unfortunately time ran out and I didn’t get around to everyone I wanted too, plus others are working hard on some of my other fics so I didn’t want to bombard them. However, I did manage to commission @art-the-f-up back in (I think) September/October for this chapter and I adore the outcome.

Thank you Shay for being such a tremendous part of this fandom. #spidrienforever

[searchingforakeythatdoesntexist]

"It's you. It's always been you." [Miraculous Ladybug]

First part of a future diptych... I just finished this one an hour ago and I wanted to share it with you. ❤

It is 23h55 here. I wish you sweet dreams, my dear Miraculous fans...

[Et pour les fans francophones...

Je suis un peu nostalgique ce soir. Aussi, je me permets sans préambule de mettre un lien vers ma fanfiction "Blanc, Rouge, Noir", complète depuis 2020 mais qui continue à l'évidence de vivre dans mon cœur. J'en parlerai un jour de façon plus posée sur ce tumblr, mais en attendant, si vous n'avez rien à lire... Venez jetez un oeil? (Attention, lisez les tags!)]

[overworkedunderwhelmed]

“Mind if I sketch?”

Adrien blinked, glancing up at her. “Not at all. We’ve probably both watched this more than once.”

She smiled, her pencil expertly flying across the page.

She hunched over the book but the tension in her shoulders practically melted as soon as his fingers pressed slightly on her skin.

Adrien sat up, dying to see how her sketch came together. She wasn’t exactly hiding the sketchbook, but his father had always been a little fretful about letting anyone see a sketch in progress. “Wouldn’t it help to have it paused?”

“Not with the TV screen so small. Stills can provide a lot of detail, but,” Marinette confided absently, as she continued to sketch, “I want to see how the fabric would move.”

For one tense moment, Adrien’s breath caught in his throat as the flash of a few spots caught his eye.

Why would Marinette care how the fabric moved on Ladybug? Unless…

Unless.

Unless she was making a dress herself. 

Or thinking about it very seriously.

Suddenly, Adrien needed to know. His mind raced, struggling to remember every little detail he could about what Marinette had mentioned about her friend who made her dress on their first date.

She had been a little protective about those details. Of course, she had also been pretending to be Kagami… 

Thanks to the amazing @xhanisai I now how more lovely art commissioned for The Rules of Engagement!

[mostmagical]

Fate, Destiny. . . A Hamster

An Adrinette Never Met AU 🐹

Read on Ao3

Chapters: 14/14 (Complete!) Words: 60,480 Rating: Teen and Up Pairing: Adrinette (Eventual Identity Reveal)

Summary:

After finally moving into his very first apartment per Ladybug’s suggestion, Adrien discovers something no movie or TV show could have ever prepared him for: someone else's hamster. Marinette was so excited to have her first pet. If only it would stop escaping! At least now there’s an excuse to talk to the new neighbor.

Excerpt:

Adrien blinked at the little white and gray ball of fluff peeking out at him from under his armchair recliner. It had been a gaudy, indulgent purchase—one of the first he had made once he finally escaped the prison that was his father’s mansion. He had only had it a few days and now, what seemed to be a hamster had made its home atop the metal platform that supported the chair.

“What?” The sound of Plagg’s voice beside him gave him a start. “This place has mice? I am not sharing my cheese. You better figure out how to get rid of them.”

Adrien laughed. “I think it’s a hamster, Plagg,” he said. “Like someone’s pet?”

[xhanisai]

it's hard to say no to Marinette Dupain Cheng.

AO3

Pairing - Adrinette

Prompt - 'Can't say no'

Summary -

 Her eyes were just so blue and so glittery and the idea of turning down her proposal ("Not a marriage proposal— get your head outta the clouds, kid!") was the equivalent of a dagger to the heart. Not to mention that her adorable, kissable lips were pursed and pouty and all that Adrien wanted to do was get down to his knees and cry because dammit how is she so damn cute!?

First, he should probably answer with something coherent before anyone starts questioning why he was just staring at her.

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 Her eyes were just so blue and so glittery and the idea of turning down her proposal ("Not a marriage proposal— get your head outta the clouds, kid!") was the equivalent of a dagger to the heart. Not to mention that her adorable, kissable lips were pursed and pouty and all that Adrien wanted to do was get down to his knees and cry because dammit how is she so damn cute!?

 First, he should probably answer with something coherent before anyone starts questioning why he was just staring at her.

 "O-Of course! I'm more than happy to teach you how to fence. You can ask me anything, Marinette." He answered automatically, the feline within him puffing his chest up in pride when a delighted smile took over her face and her hands bundled up into cute little fists against her chin. Dieu, how could anyone ever even dream of saying 'no' to the Marinette Dupain-Cheng? In his opinion, it should be a crime to deny Marinette of anything but alas, the rest of the world isn't as enlightened as he is. That aside, he couldn't help but be curious about one thing and voiced his question. "If you don't mind me asking, how come you want to start learning now? You can count on me to protect you if it's because of Le Papillon and the Akumas." He almost bit his tongue for how Chat Noir he was suddenly acting but he just couldn't help it.

 She just brings out his charms so naturally.

 "Maybe...maybe I want to protect you, Adrien." Her answer was soft and her blues sucked him right in, rendering him speechless. He was dead. He was doomed. He was a goner.

 And all he could do was gulp audibly with a big, bright red blush.

 She's too cute!!!

 "I can't wait...I MEAN!" He was scrambling for words, his hands animated and his complexion as rosy as his partner's heroic supersuit. "I can't wait to teach you! Not that I can't wait for you to protect me— THOUGH I HOPE YOU'RE NEVER IN DANGER! I! Erm!" Oh Dieu-uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. Can Plagg just come out and turn him into ashes now so that he can stop embarrassing himself!? Surprisingly, Marinette held his hands tenderly and smiled with that sweet, endearing grin that melted his heart.

 "I can't wait either. To learn from you and...to protect you~" Her tone ended with a teasing lilt and all he could do was childishly pout whilst everyone else who was observing them snickered to themselves. Oh, those evil little blue eyes. 

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[miabrown007]

Felonies and Other Love Languages (Heist AU)

art by @art-the-f-up

I have Shay's permission to post his art. as you do not, you should not.

[sariahsue]

Wherefore Art Thou (My)stery Lady

When a failed attempt to let Chat Noir down easy ends with Ladybug learning his name, she does what any lovesick teenager would do: teases him mercilessly. Ch 1 Ch 2 Ch 3

Chapter Four

“She really hasn't given you any more hints?” Nino asked. “It's been five days!”

Adrien loved group projects. It meant that there was a chance that he could visit with friends outside of school hours. And given how lucky he had been over the past few days, it didn't even surprise him when Ms. Bustier partnered him with Nino on their history project. 

They sat on his floor together, taking a much-deserved break. Adrien was rereading his texts from Ladybug again, looking for any clues he might have missed. 

Nino was right. It had been five days. Five long days of torture. He hadn’t seen her since their rendezvous on top of Montparnasse Tower, but she had seen him. She’d sent three pictures she’d taken of him when he wasn’t looking. He had his back turned in each one, and he’d been in large crowds as he walked in the hallway in between classes or at the end of the day. Times where there were so many people around that he couldn’t narrow down who she could be, which was deliberate on her part, he was certain. 

They were so close, and he still couldn’t find her.

His phone buzzed with an incoming message.

My Lady – I accidentally called you Kitten in front of my best friend this morning. So embarrassing!  My Lady – I told her I chose that nickname because of all the stupid cat emojis you send me. Adrien – Is that permission to keep sending them to you? My Lady – No.  Adrien – Too bad. Adrien –  😻😽😸

Nino shuffled over, and Adrien scanned the message quickly. Nothing that would arouse suspicion if read. 

“‘My Lady’?” Nino said, reading the contact name at the top. “Getting a little possessive already, huh?”

“No!” Adrien flipped his phone over to hide the messages. “Uh, ‘My’... is short... for ‘mystery.’ She's a mystery lady, but that was too long to fit. So, My Lady.”

“I don't believe you at all, dude, but I'll give you full points for that excuse.” Nino returned to his spot on the floor and started scrolling through his own phone, which he kept hidden from Adrien's view. “You like her already, huh?”

“Yeah,” Adrien said. He and Nino hadn't talked much about it, aside from that first day. Adrien had been too busy trying to piece together who Ladybug was, and he was getting frustrated. All he'd done so far was eliminate everyone in the school. Realizing he missed her on his first pass, he tried again. He looked at the yearbook, made a list of everything he knew about her, spent almost all his time in class puzzling over her, and he'd still come up empty. 

“You should ask her out,” Nino said. “I've known her for a long time, and I think you two would be good for each other.”

Adrien nodded. He'd always thought so. “I asked already.”

“You did? Why didn't you tell me?”

“She said yes, assuming I could figure out who I'm asking!” Adrien flipped onto his back and stared at the high ceiling above him. “You’re not allowed to give me any hints, but what is she like?”

“How's that not a hint?”

“Because I already know what she's like.” He raised the phone, implying that he’d gotten to know her through texting and not midnight rooftop strolls. “I just want a different perspective. Maybe I just need the same information from a new angle.”

“If she gets mad at me, I'm blaming you.”

“But she wants to go out with me, right? So you're really trying to help her.”

“How about this,” Nino said. “I won't tell her if you won't.”

“Deal.”

Nino had been typing away on his screen, cap hiding his eyes, through the whole conversation and finally lifted his head. 

Adrien listened intently as Nino started listing Ladybug's familiar traits.

“She's very creative and sweet, but still tough when she wants to be.” 

Adrien knew both of those well from fighting alongside her. She could come up with the most ridiculous plans and execute them flawlessly. She'd stare down a monster and then turn around and help someone who'd been trying to kill her moments before. 

“She's good at video games.” Another one that he knew, but had forgotten. He'd have to write that down on the list.

“And she can be pretty shy and nervous sometimes. It took her forever to tell you that she likes you.” 

Adrien hadn't thought about it like that. She'd admitted to being anxious and awkwardly obvious about her crush (not that he'd been able to figure out that clue either), but he hadn't mentally added that trait to his image of her. She always seemed so confident and self-assured, and he loved that about her. He'd only ever seen her truly nervous on that first day. 

“That's all you're getting.”

“None of it was really new information,” he said. “But thanks for reminding me of some things.”

“Sure, dude.”

Adrien's phone alerted him to another message. 

My Lady – So... Mystery Lady, huh?

Adrien turned to Nino. “You texted her about that? Since when have you had her number?” 

“Since the day she got her phone.”

My Lady – That was smooth. Plus, now you can use my favorite nickname! Adrien – I could just break into Nino's phone and check his messages, you know. My Lady – That would be cheating! Don't you dare!

“Am I going to do this project by myself?” Nino asked. “Or should I call your girlfriend and ask if I can borrow some of your attention?” 

“Sorry, sorry.” And he was, until the next text from her came in. Nino sighed but didn’t complain as Adrien reflexively reached for his phone.  

My Lady – Kitten, my homework is boring, and I don't want to do it. Talk to me.  Adrien – What do you want me to say? My Lady – I don't know. Anything. Adrien – Okay... 

He searched the room for inspiration but found none. The first thing that caught his attention on his phone was his name for her.

Adrien – What did you name my contact? My Lady – Uh...  My Lady – …  My Lady – Nothing...  Adrien – Nothing as in just a blank space, or nothing as in something that you don't want to say? My Lady – NOTHING Adrien – Uh huh. So what is it? Adrien – Hm? Adrien – Aren't you going to tell me? My Lady – No.  Adrien – Why not? My Lady – I'm going to delete your number if you don't stop asking! Adrien – That won't do anything. I'll just text you again, and then you'll have it again. My Lady – Please unsubscribe me from your mailing list.  Adrien – Is it just a string of hearts or something? My Lady – The number you are trying to reach has been disconnected. Adrien – Or maybe it's “Hot Stuff”? My Lady – New phone. Who dis? Adrien – Wow. It must be reeealllly embarrassing if you don't want to tell me this badly.  My Lady – FINE! My Lady – When I found out who you were, I changed your contact to “Future Husband.” OKAY?!?!?!

If Plagg could see his face right now, Adrien was sure the kwami would gag. He was probably smiling like an idiot. She really thought that it was a possibility?

“You good, dude?”

Adrien only nodded because how was he supposed to explain? Ladybug - LADYBUG - really had decided that she wanted to marry him?!

She was also still waiting for his response. Probably anxiously. Should he gush about how much he loved her or continue with his teasing?

Teasing won out.

Adrien – Oh, Bugaboo, you didn't even buy me a ring yet! My Lady – SHUT UP I'M GOING TO CHANGE IT Adrien – Please don't. Adrien – My ring size is 29, in case you were wondering.  My Lady – That's not even a real size. Adrien – Oh.  Adrien – Father doesn't sell jewelry, so I don't know anything about it. Haha. My Lady – Average sizes are usually between 5 and like 10 or 11. My Lady – In case you were wondering... My Lady – Mine’s 4 and a half.

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Adrien walked into school the next morning (on time, thankfully! The photographer had been 10 minutes late to the shoot and traffic was horrible all morning) ready to watch the front door for any stragglers who showed up late. He still didn't have any ideas about who Ladybug could be, and he was starting to think he was missing the obvious. So he stood in the middle of the courtyard and scanned faces as they trickled in, but no one in particular stood out to him. No girl was the same height, looked just right, sounded like her, or moved the same way. Over several minutes, the courtyard started filling up. Starting from the doors, he slowly rotated until he’d done a full circle, double checking if someone had slipped past him. Nino was the only one in the crowd who caught his attention.

“Hey, bro!” Nino said, waving as he approached. “You look distracted, which means you haven't figured it out yet.”

“No! And she still won't give me another hint!”

“That's because you have enough to figure it out with, man. You're trying too hard.” He swung an arm over Adrien's shoulders. “Just look at your contact list and find the hole. Should be obvious, my dude.” It was easy for Nino to give advice. He had found out who she was the easy way ages ago.

But Ladybug kept telling him that, too. Plagg, when he didn't avoid the subject entirely, said much the same thing. 

Adrien reached for his phone, but his scroll through his contact list was interrupted by an incoming text image. 

There he and Nino were, in the middle of the crowded courtyard, looking at his phone. Adrien's head snapped up. The photographer had been directly in front of him on the upper level, but that area was now deserted. 

“Come on,” Adrien said. “Maybe we can catch her.” 

He took the stairs two at a time while Nino hollered for him to slow down. Adrien had no plan to do anything of the sort. His Lady had been there just a few seconds ago. She couldn't have gotten far. 

Reaching the top step, he took another look around. There were a few corners that she could be hiding behind, or she could have ducked into a classroom. He debated for only a second. What would Ladybug do if she was trying to trip him up? Probably go where the most people were so she could hide in plain sight. He poked his head into the nearest classroom. A few people waved to him, but no one he knew well enough to have traded phone numbers with. 

He tried a few more, then doubled back and checked the alcoves. There were a lot of people that he knew, and because he was in such a hurry, all of them seemed to want to say hello to him. He stayed only long enough each time to give a very hurried explanation that he was looking for someone in order to excuse himself before running off again. 

“Hey!” Nino said, finally catching up with him. “Will you slow down?”

“Did you see her anywhere? Please tell me that much. Did I overlook her again?”

“I haven't seen her,” Nino said, taking off his hat and fanning himself with it. “What did you eat for breakfast, man? Rocket fuel? I haven't seen you run like that since the last akuma. Or…” Nino put his hat back on and smiled, “do you really just want to find her that bad?”

Two minutes after running out of the courtyard, Adrien found himself up at the top of the stairs overlooking it. He walked to the railing, where Ladybug had been standing when she took her picture of him. She'd been so close, and she'd slipped through his fingers again. He needed to figure her identity out soon, or she’d be the death of him (in the best way possible). 

The courtyard was emptier than it had been a few minutes prior. The flow of students through the front doors had been reduced to a trickle. Only a few stragglers remained at the bottom of the stairs, waiting to go to class until the very last second.

“I think the bell's about to ring,” Nino said, tapping him on the shoulder. “We should go.”

Adrien sighed. Another attempt to find her had ended in failure. 

They trudged back down the stairs to their first class. A few of their friends were ahead of them in the hallway, including Alya and Marinette, who were whispering together. He heard Alya congratulating Marinette about something. He heard only a few words, “likes you a lot!” and “interested.” What were they talking about? He picked up his pace, hoping to get close enough to catch more of the conversation, but Nino called out to them over the crowd to get their attention before he reached them.

Alya cut off her next sentence abruptly and spun around, eyes going to Adrien first before landing on Nino.

“Good morning!” Marinette said, eyes shining. Was he imagining it, or was her gaze lingering on him longer than it usually did? “What have you two been up to this morning? Looking for that mystery lady of yours again?”

“You know about that?” Adrien groaned. “How many people know?” 

A few people shoved past him to get to their classrooms. He hadn't realized they were blocking the traffic.

“Nino told me about it,” Marinette said, starting to walk forward again. “He said you were having some trouble figuring out who she was. Do you want some help?” Behind her back, Nino and Alya exchanged deadpan looks.

“Yeah,” he said. “That would be great. I've tried everything I can think of.” 

Marinette thought about it for a few seconds, tapping her finger to her lips in a slow, exaggerated movement. He glanced down at the finger briefly before turning his attention back to her eyes. 

“Have you tried tricking her into giving you more information? Like ask her about something that happens at school today that only some people know about. Then, if she sees it, you have fewer people to guess from. Maybe you could cat-ch her that way?” She put more emphasis on the first half of the word “catch,” but he wasn't sure why. “What about the assembly today?”

“That's a great idea, Marinette! Thanks!” That was a fantastic idea. The assembly was only for their grade, and if she saw it too, that would really narrow down the pool of candidates. And even if she didn’t, he could exclude an entire grade from his search. He would have to word his questions just right, so she wouldn’t think he was asking for another hint. If she knew he was looking for a way around the rules of her challenge, she might not answer. Or worse, be unhelpful on purpose.

“You're welcome,” she said. “I really hope you find her soon.”

Adrien blinked, surprised to find himself and Marinette alone in the hallway in front of their first period class. His mind was still thinking up exactly how he would pose his questions to seem the most innocent. 

“Really, Marinette. Thank you. I really want to find her.” 

She beamed at him as the bell rang, and they both ran for the classroom door. 

With Marinette’s help, and a little bit of his Lady’s luck, he might know was behind the mask by the end of the day. And he couldn’t wait.

Chapter Five

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Tag list: @eclipsesmoonshine14, @alittlewolf2, @mlbigbang

[frostedpuffs]

My Lady 💞🐞 whatever you do DO NOT go into the spare bedroom -> Why? My Lady 💞🐞 BECAUSE IT'S A SECRET -> Ohhh -> You're making me something aren't you My Lady 💞🐞 i don't know what you're talking about -> Would it have anything to do with my birthday being in two days? My Lady 💞🐞 NO! I AM NOT HIDING A GIFT IN THERE SO DON'T GO IN THERE BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING IN THE ROOM -> Mhhmmmm yeah I'll bet -> That's okay. -> I have something hidden somewhere in the apartment too. My Lady 💞🐞 EXCUSE ME

these two are even more insufferable now that they live together

[lucylichtenweg]

Me after reading fanfiction every day for a Month: what is canon?

[mixelation]

Gift Fic: The Two-Body Problem

Hi, @aliblujay! I'm your secret santa for @mlsecretsanta!! I wrote you a fluffy, comedic fic featuring Marichat and some Adrinette!

The Two-Body Problem

Good news: they now knew how the akuma’s power worked, and the akuma had run off and given them time to regroup.  Bad news: the akuma’s power meant she was now in Chat Noir’s body, and Chat Noir was in her body. Her body, which was currently still Marinette. 

Hope you enjoy!! Happy holidays, and I hope 2024 brings you good things.