#i dunno how or why but. big fluffballs

[nightmares-voicemail]

Richard, if I recall, you almost got to unify the Black Cat and Bee Miraculous together before Maris was able to thwart your attempts and overpower you. What name might you have used if given the chance?

Richard

"Uh, I dunno but it would be something cool sounding, you know? Like Poison Claw! Wait, actually I liked the whole king theme, I'd want to keep that, so... King Scratch. No, that sounds like how someone would call their little kitten, not a terrifying villain. Argh, why do cats have to be these cutesy fluffball online memes, so hard to come up with something that can be taken seriously. Well, there's a Tiger Miraculous, but I at least don't know any other big cat Miraculous, so maybe I could borrow another animal? Like King Lion! No, forget I said that, I don't want to be sued... Black Pan... no, that's not good either. Let me think... panthers, bees, black cat. Bees have... I got it! Panthom Stripe!"

[oughthescrunklies]

i know in canon patapons and zigotons are born as adults, but. please just let me have big fluffball dekapon/tonlings

[miraculousobsession-blog]

Ladybug finds an adorable stray cat which Chat Noir is jealous of, and Adrien just happens to find out about!

Okay sorry this took forever, I got super into it and I wanted it to be perfect. I hope you like it, enjoy! (Will post on fanfiction.net soon) I like to call this one “The CATastrophe”. hehe. 

EDIT: Included the Fanfiction.net link -  https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12580618/1/A-Small-CATastrophe 

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“Awwww, whats this?”

Chat stopped walking and turned around to see Ladybug on her hands and knees on the roof, crawling around the corner.

“My lady?” He walked back over to see what all the fuss was about. He got there in time to see Ladybug sittting crisscross-applesauce on the roof with a light caramel and dark brown long-haired tabby cat in her lab. She grinned proudly as she gently scratched his ears. Chat’s jaw dropped.

“Who’s cat is that?” He asked as soon as he regained the ability to speak. That fluffy little puffball was just sitting, happily curled up in her lap, like he totally deserved to be there. Chat immediately felt jealousy swell inside him. Which was totally stupid, he told himself, its a cat, and you are THE Chat Noir, crimefighter, partner to ladybug, defender of Paris, etc, etc. Have a little perspective, Adrien, he chided himself mentally. But then he saw her give him a loving, gentle kiss on the head and he swallowed hard. God, what he wouldn’t do to be that cat just then.

“I dunno, he was just sitting up here, curled up in an empty gutter. This poor little guy doesn’t have a collar, either.” She scratched down his back, and the cat purred loudly. Chat’s ear twitched.

“Well I’m sure he’ll be fine, we should go before our transformations run out.” Chat offered a hand to help Ladybug up.

“What?? No!” She turned as if to sheild the cat from Chat’s outstetched hand. “We can’t just leave him here. He’ll be cold, and hungry.” She nuzzled her cheek against his soft fur. “Won’t you baby? Awwww, who’s a wittle bitty baby waby-” her speech quickly devolved into baby talk. She was so cute holding that fluffy cat like that. Ladybug was so confident and strong and quick-witted, he didn’t often get to see her being a gushy teenage girl. He decided this was freaking adorable, and he couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across his face.

“C’mon, he probably lives out here. Besides, I’m cold and hungry.”

“But he’s so sweet!” As if to accentuate her point, the cat curled his tail smugly around himself. “Im taking him home with me,” she declared, and stood up with the floof in her arms.

“No fair, you never let me come home with you,” Chat pouted, leaning his head on her shoulder. He blinked his big green eyes a few times. The tabby booped at his bangs as they fell across her shoulder. Ladybug sighed, but her lips were pulled back into a grin.

“Mon chaton, you aren’t a real cat.“ She playfully patted his head.

He gasped and threw his hand over his forehead dramatically. “My lady, you wound me deeply! How could you say such hurtful words to me, your only partner!” He cried with a grin. This time, she couldn’t help but laugh at his display.  Chat smirked. Let’s see that little puffball make her laugh like that.

“Mrowww,” the cat interrupted.

“He’s right, we should get going now. Ill see you tomorrow night, chaton.”

“Till then, my lady,” he said with a very typical dramatic Chat Noir bow, a cheesy grin, and, for added flair, backflipped off the roof.

Ladybug just smiled and shook her head as she walked off. A quiet evening on patrol usually left them with a lot more energy, but finding this adorable cat made a nice quiet night with Chat Noir even better.

Chat climbed back into his window, closed it, and detransformed. As usual, Plagg plopped himself down in the middle of his oversized bed and moaned loudly.

“I need Camembert,” he groaned, dramatically throwing a leg up. “So tired…”

“Plagg, come on, you didn’t even have to fight today.” Plagg flew himself over and perched himself on Adrien’s head.

“I thought you were gonna fight that alley cat Ladybug picked up,” Plagg laughed and rolled over onto his belly. Adrien sputtered.

“Please Plagg, that’s insane, I’m not going to fight a literal alley cat!” he swatted Plagg off, who floated away and kept bellowing for cheese until Adrien finally gave him some. That cat Ladybug picked up was just a pet, he reminded himself. He was her partner, the only one she trusted with her life, and her with his. Their bond was special. He smiled to himself as he started the shower.

Marinette carefully made her way back to her house, which is much more difficult that one expects with a cat in one arm. Luckily for her, she was able to get her window open with one arm.

“Alright kitty, here we go,” she whispered as she set him gently on the desk. The cat mrrrowed in mild protest at having been manhandled so and began to furriously lick his paws. “Tikki, spots off.” A flash of light briefly illuminated the room as she detransformed. The cat jumped a little at the light. Tikki perched herself on Marinette’s shoulder.

“Marinette, why did you bring that stray cat home?” She squeaked, eyeing the cat suspiciously.

“He seemed lonely and sad, I couldn’t just leave him all alone. Look at him, he’s so cute!” She grinned down at Tikki, who was returning her smile with a dubious glance. “Oh Tikki, I’m sorry, I suppose I should have asked you first, its just so hard to when I’m in costume, and-”

“-Oh Marinette, its okay!” Tikki zipped up to her face. “I think its sweet you want to take him in. Cats can be a very big responsibility, and you already have so much on your plate. Also,” she added, glancing at the cat again, “cats tend to think Im some kind of bird.”

“I’ll keep you safe,” Marinette reassured Tikki as she cupped her kwami in her hands. Tikki nuzzled her cheek happily.

“Now come on Marinette, its late and you have school tomorrow.” Tikki reminded her.

“Alright, let me get something for the cat to eat.” Marinette slipped her shoes off and slooowly opened her bedroom door. She had no idea how to take care of a cat, but she figured they probably liked fish. “I know we must have a can of tuna in here somewhere,” she muttered softly to herself as she riffled through the kitchen cabinets as quietly as she could muster. “….no….no….aha!” She triumphantly pulled the tuna can from the shelf. She grabbed a can opener and cut the can open.

“Psssst, kitty cat?” She crept back into her room and set the can down.

“Mrowwww!” The cat leapt enthusiastically off the desk to lap up the tuna.

“There we go” Marinette smiled, then yawned. “Alright Tikki, I’m definitely going to bed now.”

“Wait one second, Marinette!” Tikki piped up. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“My alarm clock is set, my laundry is done, my homework is finished…. I don’t think so?”

“You have to give you new pet a name, silly!” She chuckled.

“Oh! Right!” She paused and sat on her bed and watched the light and dark brown fluffball purr loudly through mouthfulls of tuna. “Well he certainly likes Tuna…. is that a good name? A cat named Tuna?”

“I think its cute!”  giggled Tikki.

“Tuna the cat it is!” Marinette declared with a yawn. “Goodnight, Tikki.”

“Goodnight, Marinette.”

Adrien was tired.More tired than someone his age should be, he determined as he walked off the set of his latest photoshoot in these crazy tight jeans. Admittedly, they looked amazing on him, but beauty is pain and these jeans were proof of that. Oh well, he shrugged as he crossed the street. He pulled out his phone and checked the time. Well, on the bright side, it was only 6:30, meaning they’d finished almost a half an hour early. He had time! Time…..for what, though? Patrol with ladybug wasn’t until 9. Father wasn’t expecting him home until 7-ish. He could just walk around? Enjoy the day? Or- Suddenly his empty stomach interjected with a loud gurgle. That’s right, he had a light lunch today. He grinned. He would go visit the Marinette’s bakery. Father wouldn’t know because he’d think he was still at the shoot. He pumped a fist in the air excitedly. Carbs! Pasties! Freedom! He was so excited he jogged the whole 4 blocks.

“Ting, ting,” the door bell rang as he walked in. He loved everything about this place. The ring of the door when you walked in, the smell of pastries, and Mr. and Mrs. Dupain-Cheng were so nice every time. It was so comforting.

“Hello, Adrien,” Smiled Mrs. Dupain-Cheng warmly as she walked to the counter from the kitchen. He grinned brightly. He often felt more welcome here than in his own home.

“Hello Mrs. Dupain-Cheng,” he said, unable to keep the big grin off his face.

“You’re in a good mood today,” She noted, returning his smile and punctuating it with a small chuckle. “What can I get for you today?”

“Well, I-” He was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a loud crash from upstairs, followed by a yell.

“Mom!!” Came a desperate cry from upstairs even as Marinette climbed down the stairs cradling a squirming cat in her arms. “Mom, I think Tuna’s hungry, he keeps jumping up on my desk and biting my sl-” she froze when she saw Adrien standing in the bakery. “A-Adrien!”

“Hi, Marinette,” he said with a small wave and a smile. “You have a cat?”

“Y-Y-… cat! Yes, I, um, I found a stay cat last night, and he followed me home, and, well, I….” She trailed off nervously before clearing her throat in an effort to regain some composure. “This….this is Tuna.” She held out the fluffball of a feline to Adrien, who now wore a small red collar with a tag that read “Tuna”.

“Aww, he’s so cute, and….” He trailed off as he took the cat in his arms and Tuna batted at his bangs. This was surprisingly reminiscent of….. No, No way. That wasn’t possible…..was it??? Holy crap Adrien slow down! Just because Marinette got a cat the same time Ladybug happened to get a cat and looked exactly the same and the cat remembered him and-

Marinette was kind of confused. Adrien was staring at the cat like it contained the secrets of the universe. She peered curiously at his face. Nervousness was beginning to give way to worry. “Umm, Adrien? You don’t have to hold him if he bothers you, or you don’t like cats, or….?”

“Oh!” He snapped out of his sudden trance. “No no no I love cats, they’re like the best things ever-” He hurriedly reached out to give the cat back to Marinette. “I just remembered I’m late for….” he trailed off as Marinette reached out to accept Tuna back from him. Their hands touched and he froze and looked into Marinette’s eyes intently.

Oh God oh God oh God, Marinette prayed silently. What is he doing??? Her cheeks reddened more the longer he stared. Her heart was racing wildly. It was almost like he was looking for something???“A-Adrien?” She finally managed to squeak out.

Her mother was giving him a really strange look. Shit, he was causing some kinda scene. “Oh! Sorry, M-Marinette. I have to go, Ill be backk later,” He said to Mrs. Dupain-Cheng. He bowed, yelled a hurried “thanks!” as he ran out the door and didn’t stop till he had turned the corner and was out of sight.“I worry about that boy,” Mrs. Dupain-Cheng sighed as she shook her head. “Is he okay?”

“I have no idea…..” Marinette replied, obviously concerned as well. “Ill check on him tomorrow at school.”

“Good idea,” her mom said before heading back into the bakery kitchen. One thing is for certain, she thought as she took Tuna back upstairs, tomorrow was gonna be an interesting day at school.

Adrien’s head was spinning so fast he could feel himself getting dizy. Was it even possible? It wasn’t IMpossible…..right? He believed in coincidences, but this was too much….RIGHT??? He couldn’t think straight. His feet were walking home on autopilot while he tried to digest what just happened. How could he have missed it?? They have the same hairstyle for crying out loud. And blue eyes. And…. wait, no, there’s got to be more than one person in the whole of PARIS who had dark hair in pigtails with blue eyess….RIGHT???

“AAAAGH!” he cried. This whole thing was messing with his head.

“Adrien?” Nathalie called. Oops. He had actually made it home. “Are you okay?”

“Im fine, just tired. Long day, going upstairs to do homework!” One thing is for certain, he thought as he grabbed his backpack and took it back upstairs, tomorrow was gonna be an interesting day at school.

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Leo/Raph Week Prompt: Secret

Summary: Leo has secret way to unwind. Raphael wants to know what it is.

Warning: Fluff. Like literal fluff.

Leo was keeping something from him. Raph could feel it.

Leo was there for training. He ate his meals with them. He’d sit and meditate. All normal activities. Nothing to see here.

But then they’d return from patrol and as Raph would settle down in the pit to unwind, he was stuck just helplessly watching as Leo grabbed a water bottle from their fridge before turning and heading back out. Leo didn’t even hide that part – that he was leaving. Somehow Leonardo managed to have a secret and still manage to leave his brothers behind without even attempting to sneak out. He even waved goodbye.

And if someone asked where he was going, he’d just smile that tight smile that meant he was hiding something and respond with, “I’ll be back in a couple hours” before he was through the turnstiles and out of sight.

He’d tried to follow him once, but given that the turtle was a sneaky ninja master, Raphael probably should’ve known better. Raph lost all trace of him five steps out of their home. So he had swung himself back around, returned to the pit, and pretended to watch a movie with Mikey.

He was not pouting.

At all.

Admittedly, he had hoped that his second-in-command title could expand beyond their patrols. With their father gone, he was worried about Leo. Mikey and Donnie too, of course. But Leo had spent a lot of his free time with their sensei. And now that free time was being spent outside the lair. Away from his brothers. Away from Raphael.

And Raph had kind of hoped – at this point in their lives - that he could be the shoulder Leo needed. He didn’t believe there was any reason for Leo to shoulder all of his responsibilities alone.

And so he sat in the pit even after the movie was over and Mikey had left for his room. He waited until Leo came walking back into their home and wondered what it was Leo was doing that led to such relaxed shoulders on the normally tense leader turtle.

“Don’t stay up too late, Raph,” Leo said as he walked by, headed for his own room for the night.

Raph huffed out a breath and glared lightly at the back of Leo’s stubborn head. He was only up this late because he was waiting to make sure Leo made it home safely! And to see if there was anything Leo wanted to talk about upon his return. Like maybe share where he’d been going. Or how his day went. Or his hopes and dreams for the future.

Just stuff like that.

But then Leo’s shell was out of sight and Raph sighed and pushed himself to his feet to head to his own bed.

Raphael got smarter the next night. He ducked out of the end of their patrol with the excuse that he was going to meet up with Casey, leaving Leo, Mikey, and Donnie to head home alone. Although he still trailed after his brothers, keeping an eye on them from afar to secretly make sure they made it home safely. Then he double-backed in the tunnels, found a spot to hide, and waited.

 Since Leo usually got a head start, making it impossible for Raph to follow him every night, he’d decided he would just have to have the head start tonight. Ninja master or not, there was no way Leo was going to lose him this time. He’d grown up under the same damn sensei as Leo after all. He’d been taught the same skills.  

So he employed his stealth skills and followed Leo. And when Leo climbed a ladder and exited the tunnels through a manhole cover, Raphael waited a respectable amount of time before he followed suit. He climbed the first building he could reach once he was also topside and then stared out over the rooftops, looking for any sign of Leo. He frowned when there was none, and then began to consider the surrounding buildings, wondering if Leo had entered any of them. Every establishment in this row was currently closed, although the sun would be rising soon enough.

He stared for an extra long beat at the building directly across from where he was perched, and decided to follow his gut instinct that told him to check out the inside. The back door was unlocked, another good hint that he was going in the right direction. And when he finally found Leo, he said the first thing that came to mind.

“Yer such a dork.”

Leo had known Raph had been following him earlier, and had initially debated whether to continue to his usual secret place or lead Raph somewhere else – some rooftop maybe – and pretend he unwound by staring down into some dirty alley. In the end, the need to come here and actually unwind had won out. And he figured Raph knowing about this place wouldn’t be the end of the world.

Still, as he lifted his eyes to Raphael’s face, he expected to see an eye roll and hear a scoffing laugh at his position. He was, after all, propped back on his shell against a row of cages in the back of this cat shelter. He had one arm slung across his plastron, creating a safe place for the three kittens that were currently nestled there, purring even in their sleep.

But instead of a teasing expression from Raphael, he was instead faced with a fond smile and warm green eyes. Directed right at him.

He let a small smile pull at his own mouth and was immediately pleased to see Raph’s eyes light up at the gesture. Raph crouched down next to him and lifted the fourth kitten, the one who refused to nap with the others and was instead inspecting the floor outside his cage. Leo’s eyes stayed on those emerald hands and he watched how gentle they could be outside of battle. The little orange kitten purred and rubbed its small head against Raph’s fingers, insistent on some attention.

“They give their affection so freely,” Leo murmured.

“I dunno, this one seems kinda greedy to me,” Raph said with a grin as he was easily persuaded to continue petting the little one behind the ears. He finally relented and settled himself on the floor as well, perhaps sitting purposefully close enough so that his knee could touch Leo’s.

“You don’t seem too bothered.”

Raph chuckled at that and shook his head. He glanced back over at Leo and found Leo’s attention had returned to the three kittens asleep against his plastron. One of the little ones suddenly stretched out its front paws with a wide yawn, but its eyes never opened and it soon resettled in its original spot and was back to sleep.

“Is that why you come here?” Raph asked in a softer voice. “Easy affection?”

Leo began to softly lift the sleeping kittens with his free hand in order to place them back in their designated cage. “The shelter is going to open soon. We need to get moving.”

“I bet Mikey and Donnie, well - ,” Raph scratched the side of his face in thought, “maybe just Mikey, would enjoy having these guys around.”

Leo peered over at Raphael slowly. “You mean take them home?”

Raph nodded in return. He lifted himself back to his feet and set off towards the back of the shelter with the tiny fluffball still bundled in his arms.

Leo returned the final sleepy kitten to its cage before jumping up to follow. “Wh-what are you doing?”

“Here we go,” Raph murmured as he pulled a small carrier out of one of the storage closets. He handed it to Leo, deposited his own small kitten inside, and then began digging through the rest of the closet. He emerged a few moments later with arms full of kitty litter and kitten food.

“We can’t just take this!” Leo said when he finally spotted what Raph was collecting.

“Sure we can. I bet they hand this out to everyone who adopts.” Raph made his way back to the original cage. “Plus, we’re taking four kittens off their hands. Really, they owe us,” he called over his shoulder. “Now get over here and add these sleeping ones to the carrier so that fourth one will stop yowling like that.”

Leo couldn’t keep the small smile off his face as he returned to Raphael’s side and moved the three kittens he’d been holding earlier into the carrier, which did immediately silence the fourth.

“Big baby,” Raphael murmured in the direction of that fourth kitten. “Gonna give that one to Mikey.”

Leo chuckled and then watched as Raph’s face, the features of which had been softened ever since he’d snuck into the shelter, turned away from the side of the carrier in order to meet Leo’s eyes again. Leo opened his mouth to say something, maybe actually thank Raph for following him, but the moment was interrupted by the sound of a key in the front door. So he quickly locked the door on the carrier and silently swept out the back behind Raphael.

They didn’t speak again until they were underground, walking through a familiar subway tunnel towards their home. Leo offered to carry one of the bags Raph was holding, but Raph only shrugged him off, unintentionally flexing the muscles in his arms, displaying the reason why he had no trouble carrying the measly ten or so combined pounds of food and kitty litter.

The lair was quiet when they returned, and after checking to make sure Mikey and Donnie were safely sleeping in their beds, Leo helped Raph find a box that would be acceptable as a litter box before releasing the kittens from the carrier. They set out two small bowls of food and Leo watched as the kitten began to happily eat their breakfast.

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Leo watched as Raph gently set down a water bowl in between the food bowls. “Especially four of them?”

“Of course,” Raph said, taking a seat next to him. “They belong together, right?”

Leo chewed on his lower lip briefly, thinking about the implications of such a simple statement, but nodded a moment later. He leaned his shell back against the back of the pit’s seating and exhaled a slow breath.

“Plus, if they can make ya look relaxed like that, then I think they’re good for everyone,” Raph murmured. He leaned back as well and spread his arms out to either side over the back of where they sat, letting one arm rest against the back of Leo’s shell. “Although, they’re not the only place you can get affection, ya know.”

Leo met Raph’s bright green eyes again. “I wasn’t sure,” he whispered and was thankful when the arm Raph had managed to place behind his shell suddenly tightened around him and pulled him close, meaning no further words were needed to explain what he meant. Leo went willingly into the hug and ducked his face into Raphael’s neck. One of his own arms lifted and squeezed around Raph’s plastron.

“I’m always gonna be right here for ya,” Raph whispered. He grinned as he glanced over Leo’s head and nodded towards the kittens. “And the kids.”  

Leo huffed out a breathy laugh and squeezed Raph closer. “Good.”