MASQUERADE
Warnings: secrets, mild peril (correct me if I left some out)
In the heart of Paris, where the city lights dance with the Seine, Y/N lived a life colored by the mundane strokes of daily routine. But amidst the ordinary, there was one extraordinary exception—Chat Noir, the enigmatic hero whose daring feats were the whispers of legends.
Y/N's fascination with Chat Noir was no secret. They followed every reported sighting, every tale of his heroics spun into the night air. Yet, for all the admiration, Y/N never imagined their paths would cross beyond the pages of the morning paper.
It began one evening, as Y/N lingered at a café terrace, the remnants of an espresso painting patterns in a small white cup. A flicker of movement caught their eye—a shadow against the moonlit backdrop of the city. It was him, Chat Noir, leaping across rooftops with feline agility.
Their meetings became a series of chance encounters, each more thrilling than the last. Chat Noir, always the gentleman, would often escort Y/N home, ensuring their safety with a playful wink and a promise of "Until next time."
But as the nights passed, Y/N noticed something—a pattern in Chat Noir's disappearances, a familiarity in his mannerisms. Curiosity piqued, Y/N began to piece together the puzzle, each clue bringing them closer to the truth behind the mask.
Chat Noir, however, was no fool. He saw the curiosity in Y/N's eyes, the questions on the tip of their tongue. He knew the danger that knowledge could bring—not to him, but to Y/N. The hero's life was one of solitude for a reason, and that reason was to keep the ones he cared for out of harm's way.
So, he tried to distract Y/N, with grander tales and more daring rescues, anything to keep them from the truth. But the heart wants what it wants, and Y/N's heart wanted to know the man behind the myth.
The game of cat and mouse intensified with each passing day. Y/N's pursuit of the truth became a silent obsession, one that filled the pages of their sketchbook with notes and theories. Chat Noir's visits, once a source of joy, now sparked a burning curiosity that refused to be quenched.
Y/N began to notice the little things—the way Chat Noir's laugh echoed a familiar tune, the subtle hints of a shared favorite book, and the peculiar timing of his appearances. It was as if the universe itself was dropping breadcrumbs, leading Y/N down a path they couldn't resist following.
Chat Noir, for his part, was becoming increasingly flustered. His attempts to divert Y/N's attention only seemed to fuel their resolve. He knew he had to be more careful, to guard his secret with even greater vigilance. But the heart has a way of betraying even the most guarded of secrets, and his was no exception.
One evening, as the city celebrated the Festival of Lights, Y/N and Chat Noir found themselves amidst the vibrant display of fireworks. The sky was ablaze with color, each explosion a symphony of light that mirrored the turmoil in Chat Noir's soul.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Y/N remarked, their eyes reflecting the spectacle above.
Chat Noir nodded, his gaze lingering on Y/N's face. "Not as beautiful as the truth that's hiding in plain sight," he thought to himself.
As the night drew to a close, Y/N made a bold decision. They would confront Chat Noir, demand answers to the questions that haunted their dreams. But as they turned to speak, they found him gone, vanished like a whisper in the wind.
Days turned into weeks, and Chat Noir's visits ceased altogether. Y/N felt a void where once there was excitement, a silence where there was laughter. The absence of the hero left a bitter taste, a reminder of the unresolved mystery that lay between them.
Determined to find closure, Y/N set out on a quest to uncover the truth. They retraced Chat Noir's steps, followed the tales of his heroics, and slowly, the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place.
It was on a rainy afternoon, in the quiet of a quaint Parisian bookstore, that Y/N's world shifted on its axis. A chance encounter, a familiar voice, and the sight of a well-worn ring led to the revelation that would change everything.
The man behind the mask, the hero who had captured Y/N's heart, was none other than...
Adrien Agreste
The son of the famous fashion designer, Gabriel Agreste. The revelation hit Y/N like a thunderclap, the pieces of the puzzle fitting together with a clarity that was almost blinding.
Y/N's mind raced with memories—Chat Noir's grace, his humor, the way he seemed to understand the heart of Paris. It all made sense now. The hero of Paris was the boy who had sat two rows ahead in art class, the one whose sketches had danced across the page with a life of their own.
But with the truth laid bare, Y/N was faced with a dilemma. Adrien, or rather Chat Noir, had gone to great lengths to keep his identity a secret. Did Y/N have the right to confront him? Would revealing their knowledge put him in danger?
The days that followed were a battle between Y/N's conscience and their desire to share the burden of the secret they now carried. They watched Adrien from afar, noticing the weight that seemed to rest upon his shoulders, the way his smile didn't quite reach his eyes.
It was a chance encounter at the Louvre, amidst the timeless art and wandering tourists, that fate decided to take a hand. Y/N and Adrien reached for the same sketchbook, their fingers brushing, and in that moment, a silent understanding passed between them.
"Y/N," Adrien began, his voice barely above a whisper, "I know that you know."
Y/N's heart skipped a beat. "Adrien, I—"
"Please," he interrupted, his green eyes pleading. "Don't say it out loud. Just... promise me you'll keep my secret. For Paris."
Y/N nodded, the promise sealed in their heart. "Your secret is safe with me. But why do you do it, Adrien? Why risk everything?"
He smiled, a genuine smile that Y/N had come to cherish. "Because Paris is worth it. Because you're worth it. A bit of freedom.... You know."
From that day on, Y/N became Chat Noir's silent ally, the keeper of his secret. And as the sun set over the city of love, Y/N realized that their love for the hero hadn't changed with the unmasking. If anything, it had only grown stronger, for now, they loved the man behind the mask as well.
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KURONEKO SHORT AND QUICK POST BY FELINETTE AND FELIX
Quickly stopped by here to write something simple, short and basic, it was recently 2 years since Kuroneko was released, one of the best episodes of season 4.
I see that many people comment that when the Catwalker designs came out they said that they thought it was Felix, because logically his design is very British, but then when the chapter came out a lot of them were like that.
Here I return to the fray to clarify several things.
First of all, you are all RIGHT!!!! THIS IS ACTUALLY FÉLIX THAT'S WHY IT HAS THAT AESTHETIC AND THAT ENGLISH AIR, SO CALM AND A DESIGN MORE OF THOSE REGIONS.
But as I have already explained several times, Miraculous gives clues through other characters and this is one of those cases, they have chosen Adrien to explain a little to Felix and his dynamic with Ladybug when he is her partner and of course because with Adrien it is a total chaos.
This chapter would be confirming to us that Félix is going to be a chatnoir, whether permanently or temporarily, but there will be a chapter dedicated to this, because if not, this chapter itself would not make sense to do so.
There are several clues, for example, the chapter is titled kuroneko, which means black cat in Japanese, kagami is Japanese, so it takes us directly to feligami and feliX. Another clue is his aesthetic, for example, Chat Walker has argos green hair, which would not be confirming that he is actually Felix.
Now the million dollar doubt? What will the dynamic be like between Ladybug and Felix when he has the ring, because for this you just have to look at the chapter itself, you judge, it says a lot, right? hahaha
but there is a slight difference and that is that it is not quite like that.
If we look closely at Felix's character, he really is not as much of a prince as Adrien, but he has an elegant bearing, so he would be the mix between that elegance, that use of a cool and focused head, serious and intelligent, and his touch. mischievous, and of course above all fair and brave.
This last facet, if you look closely, is used with Ladybug/Marinette.
For me the perfect mix. the perfect chatnoir and this is why the dynamic with Félix IS GOING TO WORK DIFFERENT FROM THIS CHAPTER WITH ADRIEN, since Adrien is too much of a child, so much so that he is not worth it as a superhero and with what I say I fall short but well, now We will talk about this in another post.
FINAL CONCLUSION: This chapter helps us discover that Felix will be the perfect chat noir and companion for Ladybug and Adrien, what works and what doesn't, and what their dynamic will be like, which may even be better at the shipp level.
[to finish this post, the chapter gives clues about what his wardrobe will be like when he has the cat's miraculous, if you want a more detailed analysis of what FELIX will be like BEING CHATNOIR BOTH ON AN AESTHETIC LEVEL AND IN PERSONALITY, PUT IT IN THE COMMENTS]
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