#felinettenovember

[ficsmiraculous]

Felinette November 2023

¡¡Hola, queridos artistas miraculers!!🙆🏻‍♀️✨ Este calendario ya está disponible y publicado en Twitter(X) e Instagram y esperamos que por acá se motiven a participar.🥰

La temática de este calendario está inspirado en el baile de diamantes del capítulo "Emotion", así que las interpretaciones de los prompts es libre.

Este calendario fue creado por @ MiraculousFics/ @fics_miraculous, por lo tanto pueden participar con lo que gusten, ya sea con con one-shots, drabbles, viñetas, Au's, microrrelatos, fanarts, poemas, etc.💫

💎 Comienza el 1ero de noviembre y finaliza el 31 de noviembre.

💎 Los prompts del reto Felinette november son:

Baile de diamantes

Lindas sonrisas

Revolución

Anochecer

Frustración

Disfraz

Abrazo

Obscuridad

Caja de memorias

Impostor

Tropezar

Descanso

Argos

Susto

Intercambio

Mirar las estrellas

Amor de enemigos

Latidos

Luna roja

Desilusión

Ladybug

Secuestro

Cartas

Dulces besos

Protección

Tiempo pasado

Pasos

Flor de cristal

Toma mi mano

Redención

💎 Hashtags:

#Felinettenovember #Felinettenovember2023

💎 Pueden etiquetar nos para que compartamos sus obras.

¡¡Mucha suerte, miraculers y fans del Felinette!!🎉🎉

[emzurl]

Felinette Week 2022

Here it is! I wanted to try doing a short comic based on all of the prompts this year. Some of the prompt usage may seem abstract, but I tried 😅 This is Office AU canon adjacent, meaning it’s based off of my AU but isn’t necessarily something that happens. It was just a thought I had to make them trapped in a closet with heightened tension~~~

Thank you to the wonderful people over at @felinettenovember for putting this event together! 💖

Prompt List:

Day 1 - Spice

Day 2 - Failure

Day 3 - Lightning

Day 4 - Blush

Day 5 - Imposition

Day 6 - Trespass

Day 7 - Dusk 

[kronehaze]

Day 3 Lacklustre

@felinettenovember

Uhhh I got stuck so I went for vague hurt comfort lol

I was actually gonna do a more complicated comic but opted for this cuz my original plan was kinda too long to finish in one evening lol

[nelintosan]

Day 6 - Travel 🚂💨

lets just ignore that i skipped day 2 to day 6 🙂

@felinettenovember ♡♡

[plaggs-blog]

Prompt: Lightning 

@felinettenovember

[bitsandbobcats]

Day 4: Blush

careful marinette, or else you might realize that you have a crush...

sorry about felix's handwriting. i wanted him to write in cursive, but i forgot that i cannot write in cursive. felix's handwriting would actually be very neat. the not says:

You're really special to me, and i care about you. I didn't want you to get in trouble. -Felix

Part 1 | Part 2 (here)

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[felinettenovember]

The Felinette November Prompt Week Calendar is here!!

Felinette Prompt Week runs from November 21 – November 27, 2022 and has two prompts per day. You’re welcome to create for one, the other, or both! We welcome all SFW creations, including:

Fics

Art

Headcanons

Incorrect Quotes

Bullet Fics

Poetry

Cosplay

Moodboards

Animations

Edits

and anything else you can think of!! 

We’ll be reblogging each post on or after the day of the prompt — make sure to tag @felinettenovember in the TEXT of your post (not the #tags at the end of the post!!) and include what prompt the post is for. 

Thank you to @newdog14 for helping put together the prompts, @arcadeology for drawing that adorable coffee cup, and @nottesilhouette for compiling the prompts & designing the calendar. 

Full prompt list under the cut! 

Mon. (Nov 21): Sugar & Spice

Tues. (Nov 22): Fortune & Failure

Weds. (Nov 23): Lackluster & Lightning

Thur. (Nov 24): Blanch & Blush

Fri. (Nov 25): Imposter & Imposition

Sat. (Nov 26): Travel & Trespass

Sun. (Nov 27): Dawn & Dusk

[sallertiafabrica]

Warning: Flavored Fae

Tikki ate something spicy.

No Marinettes got injured in this endeavor.

A Félix did.

(Ao3 link)

@felinettenovember day 1: Spice & Sugar

Based on Digit’s post on flavored teeks.

Félix knocked on the back door thrice more, a bit more forcefully than last time, ears strained for any sounds inside. Some footsteps seemed to be approaching, so he straightened his back, a frown tugging at his face at how erratic and rushed they sounded.

Then a yelp sounded out, accompanied by thumps, and… giggles?

Finally, the back door opened a breach and narrowed gray eyes peered out.

Before Félix could greet her, Marinette’s hand shot out and pulled him inside, slamming the door shut behind them as Félix fumbled on his feet and with the paper bag in his hands. Thankfully, nothing fell.

“What–” he started, but Marinette interrupted him again by clutching at his shoulders.

“Félix! We’ve got a problem.”

“PROBLEM?”

Marinette jumped behind Félix’s back. Dazed from all the manhandling, it took a while for his eyes to focus on the red form floating over the kitchenette’s counter.

“I’M THE SOLUTION! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!” The red form whirled back, cackling and sparkling as pink pellets sprang out from its body at deadly speed.

“Tikki?” Félix choked out, shielding his face with an arm as he crouched, reaching behind his back with his free hand for Marinette’s.

He sprinted to the couch, jumping behind it with Marinette to take cover.

He snapped wide eyes to her. “What’s up with Tikki?”

“I don’t know.” Marinette threw hands helplessly, flinching at the crashes and thunks sounding from the kitchen. “We were putting away some groceries, playing ‘what’s this taste’ and then she just–” She gestured widely in Tikki’s direction.

“Uh.” Félix cupped his ears as a bang sounded out. “Did she eat anything weird?”

“Just some fruits! Strawberry, banana, pe-peeerrrrrr.” Marinette turned her face to Félix as she dropped the last syllabus, his heartbeat increasing at every extended ‘r’. “I– I think this was the first time Tikki ate anything spicy.”

Clunk.

“Don’t hide from a creative outburst, Marinette!” Tikki zipped over the couch and to the small living room area, dropping what seemed like paintballs on the carpeted floor. “You’ll lose sight of your best idea this way!”

“I’m losing something, alright,” Marinette grumbled, fingers clenching in front of her face.

Félix threw himself to the floor, paper bag falling onto it, to avoid the new onslaught of painting aimed at the couch’s base.

Tikki dashed over the floor, spinning like a drill to the couch. Fortunately, she didn’t actually drill it. Unfortunately, there was a fresh paint splotch on it.

“Ooooohhh.” Tikki paused her giggling fit to inspect the package Félix dropped. “Are these sugar cookies?”

“TIKKI!” Marinette, who had taken cover behind a vase, bolted to her feet. “SPOTS–!”

“Noooooooo!” Tikki flew to Marinette’s face, zipping around her head after shooting gumballs at her mouth. “We can’t stop the fun now! It’s recreation time!”

Marinette didn’t look the least bit amused.

“Hey, Tikki!” Félix rushed to his paper bag and held out a cookie to her. “Do you want a– AAAARRRRGGGHHH!”

There was a ladybug fae mauling at his fingers before he could finish the sentence.

He turned shakily to Marinette, who was slowly chewing the gum projectile as she stared dumbstruck at his consumed fingers.

“Help,” Félix whimpered as Tikki hang from his hand; and although she looked calmer after ingesting the sugar, her mandibles were no less sharp.

Marinette snapped out of her stupor and spit out the gum, soon appearing by his side. “Uh, Tikki? Could you please–?”

Tikki hummed, glancing at Marinette then at Félix. “Oh.” She opened her mouth and Félix fell on Marinette’s side with a gasp, cradling his hands to his chest. “Hmm–” Tikki leaned back in the air, patting her belly. “–I think you used too much sugar for the icing. Could barely taste the cookie, per se. Try using sprinkles next time.”

“Thanks for the appraisal,” Félix grumbled while Marinette slid a hand around his waist to lead him to the bathroom, mumbling something to herself about disinfectant and bandages.

“You’re welcome!”

Marinette sent Tikki a reproachful glare as she guided Félix into the bathroom. The fae hummed innocently, floating away to glance around the mayhem of her own making.

Gauzes, alcohol, and a handkerchief were thumped on the sink counter together with Marinette’s forehead as she groaned.

“This is gonna be a pain to clean up…” She lifted her head with a sigh, pulling the low bench under the sink with her feet and plopping on it. Félix was already settled on the toilet cover, his unfeeling fingers held forwards. “Least it doesn’t look too bad,” she mumbled, gently taking his injured hand in hers. “Sorry ‘bout your cookies, though. They smelled amazing.”

“It’s fine,” it got out muffled and scratched due to Félix biting down the flinch at Marinette wiping the handkerchief—now damp with alcohol—on his torn fingers. His head dropped on the wall when she lifted the cloth. His lips stretched into a lopsided grin as Marinette picked the gauze. “Having my cookies being used to calm down Tikki was a lot cooler.”

She giggled, tearing off the leftover gauze off his bandaged hand. “Cooler than hanging out with your girlfriend?” She crossed her arms, head whipping away with an exaggerated humph. “How dare you?”

Félix chuckled and, with his intact hand, turned her face to him by her chin. She let out a snort that wafted his lips like the chill autumn breeze—perfect for his spiked heartbeat after the sudden Tikki-attack—and kissed him, one hand raising to clutch at his vest collar.

“Wanna see if Tikki wants to try out other flavors?” he mumbled to her lips.

“Now?” Marinette poked his cheek. “After the mess that a spicy Tikki made, you owe me double the sugar cookies.”

[sfigatino]

Sugar prompt for @felinettenovember!

[ggomomomo]

Roomies | 1 - Sugar and Spice

@felinettenovember

Read on AO3

[next]

Marinette had two cones of ice cream in her hands: one with a big scoop of strawberry at the base, topped with blueberry and a cherry, and another with mango and charcoal. She frowned down at both treats, evidently conflicted at her predicament.

Just in time, Shadow emerged from under the bridge and dropped onto the railing. Any other passerby would've jumped or reeled back in shock, but Marinette only stared at him. The hero eyed the two ice creams she held. "Are you going to eat that?"

"Do you want it?"

Shadow's tail flicked. "I don't like sweets."

Marinette stuck her tongue out. "Fine. I wasn't going to offer anyways."

"Then why do you have two?"

She wrinkled her nose towards Andre's cart at the end of the bridge. "It was a buy one take one but I didn't see the sign," she mumbled, "Andre insisted I take both cones."

"Hmm. I can get one off your hands then."

Marinette raised an eyebrow. "I thought you don't like sweets."

"I don't prefer it if I have a choice, but I don't mind sampling some either." Before she could say another word, he took one of the cones from her hands and dabbed the sticky cream that had dripped down to her palms.

Marinette muttered a quick thanks, finally diving into her blueberry and strawberry delight. Shadow sat on top of the railing beside her, feet brushing the many locks attached to the bridge. It would've been an odd sight for a random Parisian, but Shadow's strange behaviors weren't anything new. Marinette expected they'd get a confused shrug at most.

"Slow day today?" She asked.

"Slow . . . of course it is. You even got ice cream."

"Duh, it's hot." Marinette licked her lips. "I don't understand why you don't like sweets."

"Just not my preference."

"And then you make all of our food spicy."

Shadow quirked an eyebrow, seemingly insulted by such accusation. "I do not. I cook fine."

Marinette huffed, recalling the tingles on her tongue even as she ate her ice cream. "Right. The scrambled eggs the other morning? Spicy. The beef stew last night? Spicy. The dumplings you made? My throat was on fire."

"You just have a low tolerance." He tried to poke her with the handle of his spoon but she swatted his clawed hand away.

"No I don't!"

"If you hate the spice so much, why not make your own food?"

Redness spread from her neck up to her cheeks. "Because you banned me from the kitchen! Except if I'm baking!"

"Ah yes, I remember that fire alarm . . ." He succeeded in poking the tip of her nose, making her frown. "Don't worry, I will make something not spicy tonight."

"You better!"

All of a sudden, the ground shook, nearly causing Marinette to drop her ice cream. She narrowed her eyes towards the buildings due west, where Lollipop Man was wreaking havoc once again. Immediately afterwards, akuma alerts rang out from Shadow's baton and Marinette's phone.

Shadow clicked his tongue in annoyance, finishing up his ice cream and lifting himself into a crouch. "When I thought the latest sentimonster won't show up until tonight. . ."

"Damn it! I haven't finished my ice cream!" Marinette groaned. "I'll join you in five."

"Five minutes?" He gave her a look of disbelief.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" She lifted her cone. "Dump it in the trash?"

"You will seriously put off saving Paris just so you can finish your ice cream?"

"I paid good money for this," she said with finality, pushing him a little. "Now go. I'll see you in five."

Shadow rolled his eyes but bounded off to take care of their monster of the day. 

[san-fics]

Sugar And Spice

PV Felinette

(Ao3 / Wattpad)

For Felinette November Prompt Week, Mon. (Nov 21): Sugar & Spice

Hey, guys! @felinettenovember week is here, and although PV Felinette isn't my main ship, I think this will allow me to explore the origins of Felix's character.

I can't promise to write every day because I don't want to cancel my regular posts, but we'll probably have some extra stories this week.

Enjoy!

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Felix took a sip of his coffee and looked out the window with an indifferent gaze, not particularly noticing how hot his drink was or how bitter it tasted.

For many months now, his senses have refused to respond to the thrill, making his perception of life muted. And if it started as a defense mechanism after his mother disappeared and his father turned into a cold, unsociable stranger, – now the habit of suppressing his emotions and even physical sensations became his second nature and Felix didn’t particularly want to fight it.

At the very least, it kept his mind away from the constant noise of the crowd and the vivid sensations that could unsettle him again. And he didn’t want to lose balance and fall into a new depression, – as it happened then, – at all.

The indifferent calm had its advantages. And now, sitting in a cafe near his favorite bookstore, Felix could completely ignore the noise at the neighboring tables and the chaos outside the window through which he looked.

Something moved in the inside pocket of his jacket and Felix sighed.

Almost everything in his life he could ignore. Perhaps the exception was this small annoying creature, always dissatisfied and demanding stinky cheese...

Felix took a piece of camembert from his bag and slipped it into the inside pocket of his jacket where Plagg was hiding, just as a familiar voice rang out from beside him. “I didn’t know you visited this place too.”

He flinched in surprise and turned around, quickly analyzing if Marinette could have seen his kwami when he opened his jacket. Perhaps his ability to divert attention from surroundings wasn’t always a plus, because he didn’t even notice when she entered the cafe...

And not noticing Marinette was like not noticing a storm was coming, because the girl wasn’t shy about constantly showing him her sympathy despite his – just as constant – rejection.

It wasn’t that he didn’t like her character or appearance, – objectively speaking, Marinette was a beautiful girl and everyone around adored her, because her mere presence created an atmosphere of warmth. And it wasn’t even her obsessive attention to him, – there was always something soft and sincere in her glances and compliments, something that reminded him of his childhood, when his mother... No, not going in this direction!..

But the thing was, despite how cute and sweet Marinette seemed to him, there was already a girl in his life. And although she didn’t reciprocate him, since a permanent ring appeared on his finger and a cheeky creature – in his pocket – she became the only spice in his life that his senses agreed to perceive.

Wait.

Since when did he think Marinette was sweet?..

The girl smiled softly and sighed, lowering her eyes. She turned and went to the next table, which wasn’t occupied, and sat down with her back to him. And although Felix could no longer see the expression on her face, for some reason it seemed to him that it was sad, and he suddenly realized that he hadn’t answered her anything. And in hindsight, he noticed that there was something sad and doomed in her today’ smile.

It wasn’t that it didn’t seem sincere, because he could tell that Marinette was glad to see him, but her eyes didn’t burn with the same joy at the sight of him as usual. And she didn’t wait for either his calm answer or a stern remark that she was disturbing him again at the moment of his privacy.

There was something about her today, as if she finally had come to terms with his rejection.

Felix swallowed the nasty lump in his throat that appeared there for no visible reason. After all, it’s not like he’s changed his mind about her or about the possibility of something happening between them. Firstly, Ladybug was still on his mind, and secondly, as long as he carried the curse of bad luck on him, Felix couldn’t afford to be involved in any kind of relationship.

And yet, the next sip of coffee seemed bitter to him, as if all the sugar that was there was removed from his drink, even though it wasn’t really there from the start.

Felix dropped his gaze and stared at his cup, surprised that he could taste the bitterness of this coffee at all – after all the time food seemed tasteless to him – and wondering what part the girl, who, as he had just discovered, seemed cute to him, might have played in this, – when there was a terrible crash in the street.

Looking up at the window, Felix saw a building collapsed across the road, which could mean only one thing: Hawk Moth decided that Saturday morning was a good time to play with infected butterflies.

Felix jumped up from the table and turned to Marinette to command her to go to shelter – after all, it was his duty to take care of the safety of the civilians, – but the table she was sitting at was already empty. He turned to the door and only had time to catch a glimpse of her clothes as the girl flickered down the aisle before the café door closed.

But he didn’t have time to check if his classmate had gone to safety, because another rumble of building destruction was heard from the street and Felix rushed to the exit and then into the nearest narrow alley between houses, where passers-by rarely walked.

He had already rounded the corner and opened his mouth to call out to Plagg when he heard “...ots on!,” and his gaze fell on the dumbfounded Marinette, around whom a red aura flared up, and before his eyes she turned into a girl whom he had been trying to woo as Chat Noir for over a year and who relentlessly rejected his courtship, claiming that she didn’t believe in his feelings, thinking that he just wanted her kiss to break the curse, and telling that she liked someone else anyway so his attempts were useless.

For a while longer, Ladybug stared at him with dumbfounded eyes. Her mouth was open to say something, but she was probably too overwhelmed with the idea that someone knew her secret to find the right words.

Felix came to his senses first, and realized that he had two choices.

The first was to pretend that he just ran here to hide from the Akuma, wait until she left, and only then transform. Then Ladybug would find him after the fight and lecture him about how dangerous it was that someone knew her identity and that he had to promise her that he wouldn’t tell her secret to anyone, and that he must remain very calm at all times so as not to risk being akumatized and betray her to Hawk Moth unwillingly.

And then he would have to nod at her words as Felix, and during the fight pretend like nothing had changed as Chat Noir, and keep building up the wall of lies between them and lessen the chance that she could ever truly trust him...

The second choice was to tell her who he was, and then she would think that he did it on purpose, knowing that Marinette liked Felix and trying to get from her that kiss that would break the curse on his ring and free him from heroic duties and the constant pursuit of bad luck, which, – he thought ruefully, – was at its peak today, because none of these choices could lead him to positive consequences, because Marinette will never believe that it was an accident.

Felix took a deep breath and lowered his eyes, still feeling the bitter taste of coffee in his mouth and finally realizing that the two girls – one of whom brought spice into his life with her boldness and courage during their fights with Akumas, and the other – without him noticing it – sweetened his life like sugar with her softness, – were one person. A person who, imperceptibly for himself, brought Felix out of his usual apathy, making him feel the whole gamut of emotional shades between the two sides of her image.

Until he saw her faded resigned smile today in a cafe, Felix didn’t even know how much Marinette influenced his life even without her disguise.

“Felix…” Ladybug spoke, and he looked up at her as another rumble came from the main street and she quickly glanced towards the sound and looked at him again with determination. “I need to go now, but later we need to ta…”

“Plagg, claws out!” He called while interrupting her, and when a wave of magic enveloped his body, Chat Noir looked at the heroine with a challenge, expecting her wrath.

Ladybug stared at him, forgetting to close her mouth, her eyes darting over his figure as if to make sure her perceptions weren’t deceiving her. Then she smirked, took her yoyo and launched it upwards to hook it onto the structures of the roof. “Maybe I still have a chance, after all.” She said, still smirking, and zipped up.

For another second, Chat Noir stood still, feeling his heart pounding wildly for what her words meant and not believing himself that none of his scenarios turned out to be true. Then he jumped onto the fire escape to get to the roof where his partner disappeared.

After the fight, they would still have a long conversation, but as he raced towards the Akuma, Felix was sure that today everything was different, because he could again feel the wind on his face, the drive from running, and the anticipation of victory.

And all because of the girl who was both his sugar and his spice.

And who returned to him the taste for his own life.

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[mad-random-penguin]

TAG WAR: LAST LINE

I got tagged by @wyleriseverything

Rules: in a new post you show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words. 

"Or at least they would be if his pupils weren't so big, he could barely see any color at all."

This is from a new fic I'm writing that takes place when Jerome breaks into Bruce's place after he comes back to life. Instead of dragging him to his carnival a whole new scene happens at the house 👀 this line is describing Jerome's eyes at the moment.

I'm tagging @bonded-by-love-and-hatred @xanderwildee @those70scomics @wegotamadmadlove @valeynewhore @charlastor @valeskabitch @lukanette-love @lukanette-exchange @buggachat @mlb-lovesquare @jerome-valeska-trash @gotham-swag @incorrectt70squotes @gothamimagines @felinettenovember @nooowestayandgetcaught @jeromes-harley-blog @jeremiahsfashionsense @jeremiahwasrobbed

[emzurl]

Felinette Week 2022 ✨ Day 1 - Spice

Doing something different this year: all prompt days have been combined to create a short comic! Some of the prompt usage may seem abstract, but I tried 😅 This is Office AU canon adjacent, meaning it’s based off of my AU but isn’t necessarily something that happens. It was just a thought I had to make them trapped in a closet with heightened tension~~~

As always, thank you to the wonderful people over at @felinettenovember for putting this event together! 💖

>> Day 2

[kronehaze]

Day 2 Fortune

I- had dialogue ideas for this that I completely forgot by the time I finished and did not write down but it was gonna be something like “how could I be so fortunate”

@felinettenovember

Also yes I am spreading felinette week over 2 weeks

I forgot to post day 1 on tumblr but here is sugar (yes this is a food fantasy au, I was gonna draw Marinette giving felix something sweet but Food fantasy ads distracted me)

[nelintosan]

Day 7 - Dawn 🌄🔆

NEARLY forgot to post this!! but here it is!!!!! the last day :DD

@felinettenovember

[plaggs-blog]

Prompt: Fortune

I was fortunate to find you

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