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jasmine-the-fox · 10 days

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I'm better in Japan then in Paris

Picapollo made this really good request over on ao3 and I can't wait for you guys to read this amazing story i have made for you guys.

Anyways! Please enjoy!

Marinette smiled as she floated on the floaty bed in her pool. She was relaxing in the sun as she faintly hears her husband cooking on the barbecue as they wait for there guests to arrive "Mari! You sure you don't want something to drink?" her husband asked making her turn to look at him "I'm sure Izu! Why don't you instead come join me? The others aren't going to be here for a while and it seems like a waste to cook right now" Mari said making her husband Izuku Midoriya also known as pro hero Deku to smile towards her and enter the pool after closing the barbecue.

"I was just working on a few things that need to cook for a while so were fine" he said as he swam to her side, Mari had met Izuku two years before graduation. Kagami had brought her to Japan, she was so happy and excited when a villain attacked but Deku came to save her... that was how there relationship began making them very happy together. Because of Mari's life in Paris, she decided to keep her relationship a secret which Kagami was alright in doing since she knew they were dating.

As a result... no one in her class knew she was dating Izuku at all... which was a good thing because had lied about getting cheated on by someone and within the hour of saying that the class attacked the guy online for cheating on Lila. As a result, it was for the best to not let them know and instead let them believe she was single and in love with Adrien... especially after they stopped being her friends after Lila lied about Mari sending her death threats... so it was better than Izuku getting contacted about the lies so they break-up.

Izuku did know about Lila and her lies of course but she just wanted him safe until she can live in Japan with him which her parents were alright with only after she graduates... and now here she was two years after graduating and she was married to her husband for a year now. Her parents were able to open a bakery in Japan that had become very popular and Mari opened three stores so far... and let's not forget there sweet two year old son Kazuki that they named after his godfather Katsuki Bakugo who is also Izuku's childhood best friend.

Currently... the BBQ was to have a little party to celebrate Kazuki's second birthday... and also for Mari to surprise everyone with the fact that she's pregnant again... not even Izuku knew as she wanted to surprise him. A while later little Kazuki began to wake up from his nap "Where's the little birthday boy!? I need to see him now!" shouted Katsuki making Kazuki squeal of joy as Katsuki came over with a gift bag and then picked him up to hug him "Hey Kacchan! glad you could make it" Izuku said while Mari giggled.

"How was that mission over in America?" she asked as Katsuki entered the pool with Kazuki in his arms "It was tough since two pro hero's bailed a day after we started" he explained making Mari huff in anger while Izuku sighed "My hero suit also got trashed so i'll need a new one from you Bug" he added making her smirk and nod as Tikki giggled. Before Mari left for Japan... she had located Hawkmoth and Mayura, she threatened Gabriel and Nathalie with going to the police if they didn't hand everything relating to the miraculous over... while promising to help bring back Gabriel's wife.

After getting everything, she went and took Adrien's ring and then left without leaving a trace of her. She did this so to keep the miraculous safe from Adrien... but Gabriel swore that he, Nathalie and Emily would keep Adrien under control and not try to find her to take back the ring from her. Now here she was, safe and happy with her life... and she didn't care about anything that was happening over in Paris at all "Did anyone message about being on there way here?" Mari then asked making Izuku smiled.

"They should be here soon. Ochako said she and Tenya were just buying some sweets and some wine to enjoy after Kazuki goes to bed later today but the others were on there way" Izuku said making her smile and nod to his words as sure enough there friends were slowly coming to join them by the pool... including Inko and Mari's parents making her smile and greet them with a bright smile. Kagami walked into the yard a little while later with her husband Felix... Adrien's cousin but Mari was very happy to see the two of them so they could celebrate Kazuki's birthday... and her little surprise.

Meanwhile... back in Paris...

Adrien has been upset for the last two years... as it had been two years ago when his miraculous was taken from him by Ladybug. He couldn't believe she would take the ring and still not reveal who she was behind the mask! He just didn't find it fair... not only that but after graduation... Mari had left Paris. Her parents refused to tell them where she went other then she left to be happy and wouldn't be coming back... after that her parents began to leave Paris from time to time leaving the bakery to a few employes they hired, he asked why and they simply said that they opened a new bakery somewhere and would go to check on it.

He tried contacting Mari like the others did... but she had them blocked so they couldn't call or text her for anything that they needed or wanted to know about her. Right now the class was meeting up at the park for old time sakes and to catch up, when he arrived at the park he discovered that everyone was already there but Lila, Chloe and Sabrina... and they looked upset for some reason. He went to join them and quickly found Nino to talk "Hey man. Why is everyone looking upset?" he asked making Nino sigh "Look around... who isn't here?" he asked making Adrien look confuse before looking around and then it clicked.

"Marinette... she isn't here" he whispered making Nino nod "I found out with Alya from Chloe that she was in Japan now... married and had a son... today is his second birthday" Nino explained making Adrien look down "So she... moved on from us? She really isn't coming back?" Adrien asked making Nino sigh "Seems like it... turns out Chloe got invited to the party so she, her sister Zoe and Sabrina aren't here because of it" he explained making him nod in understanding. He had tried asking Kagami to hang-out with him but she refused saying she with Felix were going to Japan for a while.

He was now certain she had also been invited to the party... finally Lila arrived with a big bright smile. At that moment Adrien got a notification from Chloe's social media accounts with a post she made... it was of Marinette with her husband hero Deku celebrating not only there son's birthday... but the fact they were going to have another baby. Everyone had checked but Lila as she was focused on talking about herself... and then it happened... something that Adrien was certain Mari had always wanted to see happen with her very own eyes.

Lila's downfall... has arrived... because of her latest lie...

"I just wish you guys could meet my husband! But being the pro hero Deku he's really busy saving lives right now!" she said making there eyes widen... and then Juleka slapped her "You bitch! Your really are a LIAR!" she screamed... at that moment... everyone else began to scream at Lila. Adrien kept quiet as Alya revealed Chloe's post about Marinette being married to hero Deku making Lila freak out and try to lie her way out of it... claiming that the guy she married didn't look like him and she must have been tricked... but it didn't work... and then... her eyes landed on Adrien... and she smirked.

He went pale at her expression... and he couldn't stop her in time...

"Fine then! But this time i'm telling you the truth when I say that Maribrat wasn't the only one who knew i'm a liar! That's right Adrien also knew from the very start and he didn't try to stop me from lying or stop you from hurting your 'Everyday Ladybug' at all!" she said before running away as they went silent... and then turned to him "You knew?" Nino asked in horror. Adrien tried to speak but nothing came out and this time Kim spoke "YOU FUCKING KNEW SHE WAS LYING TO US... AND DIDN'T TRY TO WARN US!?" he shouted making him flinch.

The group ganged up on him and pointed out how he could have told them at any point in time and they would have listened to him... but he didn't and now they lost Mari possibly for good and there was no way of them fixing anything with her now. He tried to claim it wasn't true, that they could ask his friend Kagami or Juleka's brother Luka to talk to her but they weren't listening to him at all and continued to scream at him at how he caused all of this to continue for years and hadn't tried to fix things even after they had all graduated.

And now... it was all far too late... Lila had left to go who knows where to lie to people once more... Mari was married and has a family and here they were in Paris... suffering because they lost an amazing friend forever...

And while they believed it was all Adrien's fault... they all knew that deep down... it was there own fault for not looking into Lila's lies from the start...

#miraculous ladybug #crossover #bnha #salt fic #miraculous salt #class salt #lila salt #Marinette x Izuku

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airi-p4 · 2 months

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Sweep Sweep

Hi! New short lukanette fic!

Summary: Marinette is surprised to see that Luka doesn't know how to clean so she offers him her help (and something more).

AO3

(Thank you @celestiall0tus for checking it for me!)

Enjoy?

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The first time Marinette saw Luka cleaning, she hadn't been paying much attention: she had been distracted and embarrassed by the turnout of Adrien's boys party and her stupid crush on the blond boy to notice anything else.

The second time she saw it, it was at the Liberty. Her past crush on Adrien forgotten, Marinette greatly enjoyed hanging out with her favorite band’s friends. And sure, she couldn't deny the growing affection and the fastening heartbeats she had started to notice around Kitty Section’s guitarist -the butterflies on the stomach made her feelings quite obvious to her, too.

New. Refreshing. Happy.

That time, their first official concert had ended, and fireworks were displayed afterwards for the celebration party. By the evening, confetti was all scattered on the deck, along with used paper cups, pizza boxes, empty snacks bags and candy wrappers- which meant cleaning time. It was very convenient that the captain was distracted (being scolded and fined) by agent Roger- because yes, you can't fire ship cannons (or cannons in general) in Paris, even if it's only fireworks.

So meanwhile, everyone diligently got to work, their cleaning tools and trash bags ready as they paired up and took their positions. There was a broom on Luka's hands and- Oh, clumsy her!- Marinette accidentally stepped on it, her body spinning and falling on the blue-haired boy, who hit the floor on his back. Her heartbeats were loud, the proximity of his face to hers made her fluster with red, and she had no doubts that reaction was most likely noticed by the observant boy lying down under her. Despite the warmth on her cheeks, she couldn't help it but to glance at his lips and stare in his eyes and, lost in them, she leaned closer towards him. Seeing him move too just before closing her eyes, she had expected to meet him halfway, but before that could happen…

*beep beep*

She had to run because of an akuma. Just her luck. She cursed, and with one of her unbelievable excuses, she left in a rush. She hated the thought of her friends thinking that she just left because she didn't want to help with the cleaning- but on the next day, she found out Luka covered for her lie and had protected her from getting a negative impression. In result, she was charged with more tasks than usual (such as baking cookies for the band) as a “penalty”. She didn't think it was possible, but she fell a little more for Luka that day.

And then, the time she actually saw it for real arrived.

It was the third time Marinette saw Luka cleaning, the first time she actually looked -no accidents, no unwanted boys or akumas- and she couldn't believe her eyes.

They had been at the bakery, baking cookies together, and playfully painting each other’s faces with flour and chocolate. Marinette had to admit the chocolate at the tip of Luka's nose looked adorable, almost as the heart shaped chocolate mark on her right cheek. Fun. Cookies were a success but the kitchen a messy flour disaster…

Which meant time to clean up.

She had been wondering: why did Luka have a “penalty” too if he was there to clean? Was it solidarity? Pity? Or maybe he wanted to spend time with her…? She had blushed at the thought. But then, looking at him in her house’s kitchen she understood it: Luka couldn't sweep. Well- sure, he did sweep, but the way he held the broom, the way he grabbed and moved it… everything was JUST WRONG. Wrong and inefficient. Embarrassing, even. No wonder she had tripped on it that past day! And no wonder he had a penalty too! What a disaster! After a minute, she couldn't bare to watch anymore.

“Luka! That's not how you do it!” Marinette finally squeaked, almost scandalized. “You have to-'' she took the broom from Luka's hands, pretending their fingers didn't brush while doing so so she could focus on her task and show him how to do it properly. His attentive eyes on her as she moved were making her a bit nervous.

“Okay” Luka nodded. He took back the broom and tried to imitate what Marinette had done as she observed. He needed practice. Okay-a lot of practice. How can anybody be so bad at sweeping the floor!? She wondered.

“Luka. You don't know how to sweep at all…?” Marinette finally asked. And the boy blushed bright red (an extremely rare sight!) and nodded as he sank between his shoulders. “What!? How!? Why!?”

“Sorry. I- You know my mom, Marinette. She has never taught me or Juleka how to properly do it. She even scolded us when she saw us clean. And with no one else to ask… Of course Jules and I do some cleaning, don't get us wrong! We both take turns to clean whenever mom isn't home. Juleka has learned a bit from Rose but I've always been embarrassed to ask for help so I just know the basics…”

‘You can't call that “the basics”!’ Marinette thought. But well, that made sense. She knew how Anarka did clean the kitchen, do the dishes, the laundry and the bathroom. But she loved chaos and freedom, so she was against cleaning when it came to dust and reorganizing, sweeping the floor included.

“Do you want me to teach you, Luka?” Marinette offered.

“Really? Are you sure?”

“Of course!”

“Oh but- there's more than sweeping, Marinette… Certain cooking tools or persistent dirt- or worse, the clothes’ colors or sizes changed after doing the laundry!”

Marinette started laughing loudly. “As far as I know how, I can teach you anything you want. And if I don't know, then we can learn together” her excited smile made him smile too.

“That sounds great, Marinette. I'll repay with guitar classes. Or pizza. Or anything you want”.

“You don't need to repay me for this, Luka! But I'd really like that” she beamed. More time together? She didn't mind it. At all.

“It's settled then” he smiled back at her.

Then, she took another broom and started to sweep too. Each one started from one corner of the kitchen, slowly getting closer as she silently taught him while exchanging shy gazes. A moment later, they finally met and the top of their brooms bumped together. Face to face, blushing, with the sole sound of their fastening heartbeats, she looked down at the floor, feeling his eyes on her. Their bodies were close as their brooms tangled together- not working anymore at that point.

“Marinette… there's chocolate on your face. Can I clean it?” Her heart skipped at the feel of his warm breath on her forehead. All she could do was shyly nod and suddenly, his hand was on her cheek, warm, caressing there tenderly- the rub of his thumb too soft to clean anything at all, she knew. Was he actually trying to clean it or maybe he- Could it be that their feelings were really mutual? She wanted to see- to know- his facial expression.

Curiosity became courage, and Marinette raised her face up until their eyes finally met with the most adoring, bittersweet and loving gaze she had ever seen on Luka. And that was all she needed to know. Her blush and bewilderment didn't stop her getting on her tiptoes and raising to give him a peck on his cheek- a peck too that lasted too long to be expected to have a friendly meaning, she knew and he suspected. How she blushed even more and avoided his eyes seconded his suspicions for him.

“Marinette…” he said in a whisper. And without words, only with his fingers, he encouraged her chin to raise up again. His face was even closer now, a questioning expression on him which she had no trouble to understand. In response, she lifted her chin even more and closed her eyes, finally offering him his answer and what both of them had been waiting for a long while- too long.

Slowly but surely, he moved. His free hand impatiently moved to her back, raising to secure her in his arms and making both brooms fall to the floor with the movement, at the same time she raised on her tiptoes and their lips finally met at last. Their kiss was everything they wished for, and surprisingly better than they could have ever imagined. Only their smiles and happy faces topped such brightness as they hugged tenderly before kissing once again.

From then on, the cleaning teachings continued. And if Luka was doing it bad on purpose to spend more time with his girlfriend, he didn't say. And Marinette definitely didn't complain either when she realized what he was doing, especially when those lessons always ended with lots of kisses.

Sweeping their love inwards home- both benefited from it.

Fin

#airip4 #my fic #lukanette fic #endgame lukanette #pro lukamari

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pisoprano · 5 months

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Happy birthday, @blur0se! I wrote some more Loveybug AU for you!

Marinette was feeling giddy. Becoming Loveybug was just—GAHH!!! She didn’t have words for it. She wanted to dance and squeal and start throwing confetti.

She’d told Chat Noir she loved him!

After all her failures with trying to tell Adrien her feelings, she’d actually succeeded in revealing the three suns in her heart (i.e., those three little words, “I love you”) to someone! And sure, Chat had run away before responding, but clearly that had to be because he was about to transform back, right? Or maybe it was just that he was too surprised by the other news she’d shared to say anything?

(He looked so sad, though, when he learned that Ladybug wasn’t coming ba—DON’T THINK ABOUT ANY OF THAT! THIS IS HAPPY FUN TIME TO CELEBRATE!)

She started planning what she was going to do when she saw Chat Noir again. Maybe they could go on a romantic boat ride together? She could wear a fancy dress and have a violin serenading them as they watched the stars together! And she had to bring him a rose—no, a dozen! A hundred! How expensive were roses again? She'd figure that out later, she just knew that any roses had to be red because her kitty needed to know that this was no platonic friendship that she was giving him, it was a romance. One that would last forever and ever!

The akuma alert popped up on her phone. A part of Marinette was annoyed—she hadn’t finished her dating plan yet!—but on the other hand, it meant seeing that beautiful, silly, fun, caring, adorable, wonderful boy in cat ears that much sooner. She’d have to make up for the lack of a plan with extra hugs (and kisses if she could snag them!)

“Tikki, spots on!”

Loveybug yo-yo'd herself into the sky and looked for her partner (the akuma could wait). Unfortunately, he didn’t seem to have shown up yet. Probably something in his personal life holding him up. She wished she knew more about that personal life. She wished she was a part of that personal life. Maybe he’d open up more about himself to Loveybug—he certainly wouldn’t tell Ladybug since she'd told him ‘No talking about identity stuff!’ too many times to count (she was a fool to have made that rule—sure the world had ended a couple times, but on the other hand, consider: kissy kissy meow meow).

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn’t see all the birds coming. Loveybug was thrown into the air by Mr. Pigeon’s latest flock of evil pigeons. Maybe I can manipulate the swarm of birds into making a message for Chat? she mused to herself. A giant heart shouldn’t be too difficult, right?

As she tried to think through her plans of sky artistry, she suddenly felt a pair of sturdy arms wrap around her.

He’s here!

Loveybug closed her eyes in a dramatic swoon and nuzzled up to him, “Hey, Hot Stuff, where have you been all my life?” She moved her hand up to his neck to play with his bell, but it wasn’t there. All she found was a metallic chain.

She opened her eyes to look at her catboy. Except he wasn’t her catboy. Sure he was a catboy—black cat ears, a tail, and baton with a paw print that he was using to keep the both of them aloft in the sky as they fled the pigeon horde. But his hair was green and his posture was perfect and he looked like a soldier waiting for orders. Nothing like the fun-loving goofball that had been Ladybug’s partner since the very beginning.

(Except that time when he’d given up the ring. Except that time when he’d been replaced.)

“Catwalker?” she whispered.

“Good day, Loveybug, I hope you are alright?”

“Of course I’m alright!” she yelped. “Why wouldn’t I be alright?”

She couldn’t let herself fall apart over losing Chat, not again. She needed to be Loveybug right now, she would die of mortification if Catwalker of all people found out that she was Ladybug in disguise. Mr. Perfect could never find out about how Ladybug had screwed things up with Chat Noir so badly she’d dreamed up an alternate version of herself to fix it.

Catwalker frowned. “Are you sure you’re okay? We’ve got an akuma to deal with, but if you’re not feeling well—”

“Yep! Purr-fectly fine, that’s me! Paris’ number one heroine of love and justice! Loveybug! Not Ladybug! She’s not here! Oh look, the Pigeon Man! Let’s go fight him! With the power of love!”

She gave Catwalker a smooch on the cheek and flung herself away towards danger.

(But why was Catwalker here? He can’t be a permanent replacement. Chat Noir had to come back. If Chat hated Loveybug so much that he gave up the ring again just to get away from her, she’d—DON’T THINK ABOUT THAT! EVERYTHING IS FINE! JUST KEEP DOING WHAT YOU’RE DOING! YOU LOVE CATWALKER TOO, RIGHT? HE’S SUPER PRETTY AND NICE. YOU CAN LOVE HIM UNTIL CHAT NOIR COMES BACK. HE HAS TO COME BACK.)

#loveybug au #loveybug #catwalker #marinette dupain cheng #ml fanfic #my writing #miraculous ladybug

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brookitty · 11 months

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Okay sooo let's get this straight. Marinette, along with others, withholding information from Adrien about HIS life is WRONG. The show knows this.

S2, Syren: Chat Noir is upset that Ladybug is keeping secrets from him (about Master Fu). This is resolved bc Chat Noir is granted an introduction with Master Fu.

S3, Chameleon: Adrien tells Lila he is happy to be her friend, on one condition, she doesn't lie to him.

S3, Backwarder: Marinette and her friends debate on how Marinette should interject herself between Adrien and Kagami. Someone suggests she disguise herself as a celebrity to woo Adrien, but the idea is shot down bc "Adrien hates lying"

S3, Puppeteer 2: Chat Noir tells Ladybug that the more important something is, is precisely more the reason you have to say it. No matter what.

S4, Lies: Adrien is personally very hurt and guilt ridden when Kagami accuses him of being untruthful.

S4, Rocketear: Adrien is upset that Ladybug allowed for Alya and Nino to know eachother's identity bc it contradicts everything she has told him thus far.

S4, Hack-San: Adrien is beyond angry and betrayed that Ladybug would lend her Miraculous to someone and not inform him on it before hand.

S4, Ephemeral: Adrien confesses how heavy of a weight his secret identity has been on him. As well as feeling like he has been dishonest with Ladybug.

S4, Kuro Neko: Adrien questions his identity and is unsure who his authentic self is. This causes him some distress until Plagg provides him with a satisfying answer. He is both Adrien and Chat Noir, therefore, he is not being inauthentic.

S4, Strikeback: Adrien is upset that Ladybug had kept Rena Furtive a secret from him. Ladybug realizes that, although she meant well, she had been keeping Chat Noir out of the loop and it was wrong. ** She realizes this with Chat Noir not Adrien.

S5, Jubilation: Both Ladybug and Chat Noir are upset after having lost their marriage and four children. Chat Noir is noticeably more enraged than Ladybug. He goes on to emphasize his contempt for having his feelings played with. He attempts to kill Darker Owl.

S5, Passion: Marinette asks Adrien if he is alright. He says that's he's fine, but then decides to tell Marinette the truth that he is worried about Natalie.

S5, Elation: Chat Noir feels wrong for kissing Marinette bc he knows who she is, but she doesn't know who he is. He feels that he is taking advantage of her unawareness (him being Adrien). It's dishonest.

S5, Emotion: Adrien tells Marinette that he couldn't tell her about the Diamond Dance bc his father had ordered him not to. This admission comes from Adrien without Marinette having to ask him.

S5, Revolution: Adrien is tormented with guilt about not telling Marinette about him moving to London. Although, last minute, Adrien is able to work up the courage to tell Marinette before Chloé could.

Miraculous: Rise of the Sphinx, the video game: Adrien's character bio in Marinette's scrapbook includes his likes and dislikes. His like...... Ladybug, of course. His dislike........ dishonesty. Marinette's bio in comparison states she dislikes, "bullies and liars". Which I think is a compelling difference. Adrien doesn't just dislike liars; he dislikes dishonesty.

Dishonesty is a much more broad and grey area than lying. It's why Adrien is uncomfortable with secret identities. It's why he feels uneasy about his own identity as Chat Noir. It's why he was so upset over Ladybug allowing Alya and Nino to know eachothers identities. Ladybug didn't lie to him, but she was being dishonest. It's also why he didn't feel comfortable pursuing a relationship with Marinette as Chat Noir because it would be dishonest. He recognized that he held information on her (as her classmate and friend) that she did not willingly give him. It would not only be unfair, but dishonest.

This characteristic of Adrien's isn't some fandom conceived trait. It's been a very prominent feature of who Adrien is as a person throughout the entire series. There has always been a very strong narrative regarding Adrien's dislike for secrets, lies, illusions, disingenuinity, dishonesty...

The finale was NOT the show justifying Gabriel's actions nor the lie Adrien was told about his father's role.

The way I see it is that because Adrien is the deuterogonist of the show his discovery of all these secrets can not be fully resolved in ONE season finale. Now that the Monarch situation has been dealt with. Now that the kwamis have been rescued. Now that Marinette is dating Adrien. There really isn't any other conflict our protagonist has other than the secret she is withholding from the boy she loves. The writers of Miraculous get a lot of undeserved flak in my opinion. I trust them, and I trust the direction of the story.

Ideally, I would hope this conclusion is meant to lead into an Adrien focused season 6. I would hope that ultimately Marinette will come forward and tell Adrien herself. However, I understand before we get there we're gonna need to marinate in this icky resolution for the sake of drama. It is a show after all, we're here to be entertained.

#long post for no one but myself #ml spoilers #ml s5 spoilers #miraculous ladybug #ml recreation spoilers #ml recreation #recreation spoilers #adrien agreste #chat noir #cat noir #gabriel agreste #marinette dupain cheng #marinette dupain-cheng #ladybug #ml #ml s5

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literaphobe · 11 months

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i think a theme of the later seasons... 3-5 notably... is that there's some great tragedy, or event that has occurred, that greatly warps the status quo in ways that hurt the characters? like in s3 master fu had to give up guardianship, and marinette had to take on the duty way too early and it was far too overwhelming, too much for her to bear, which bled into the s4 finale, where she lost all the miraculous, and realized she had messed up in pushing her partner away, and in the season 5 finale there is this great sense of injustice.... it is all shrouded by the fact that everyone and society at large is being presented as PERFECT like wow so happy look at this villain! the world will remember him as a hero. but something is clearly so wrong about that and i genuinely think we as an audience are meant to feel that? that's why after all the happiness and celebration there is someone in the shadows working on something horrible, and there is literally this FORCE like shown as an electrical force that popped up at the end that makes you think

#text #i cant stop having Thoughts #miraculous ladybug #mlbposting #ml recreation #recreation spoilers #like the framing of the whole wish as this end to all the sufffering #but the suffering is not gone #justice has not been served #no one can actually run off into the sunset

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celestiall0tus · 5 days

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Tales of Bloody Bug and Chat Noir - Chapter 39 - How the Eagle Soars

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“Adrien, you have visitors,” Nathalie announced.

Adrien paused his game and looked back at Nathalie. “Visitors? Who is it?”

“Chloe and her little friends. Your father has permitted you to spend time with them for an hour.”

Adrien perked up and ran out of his room down to the parlor. He rushed down the stairs to see Chloe, Zoe, and Sabrina. He grinned and hugged Sabrina first, then Choe. He approached Zoe, but she shot him a look that stopped him in his tracks.

“What brings you all here?” Adrien asked Sabrina and Chloe.

“We figured we’d swing by and visit since you’re on house arrest,” Chloe remarked in English.

“Why are you speaking in English?”

“Well, it’s Zoe’s birthday. I thought it would be nice for her if we spoke in English today, so she didn’t feel left out,” Sabrina answered in English.

Adrien’s eyes widened as he turned to Zoe. “I didn’t realize it was your birthday. Happy birthday!”

Zoe shot Adrien a side-long glance, then turned away.

“Did I say something wrong?” Adrien asked.

“Oh, no. Don’t mind her. She’s been in a mood since this morning. It’s why we’re out celebrating and why I have a favor to ask you,” Chloe said.

“Oh? What is it?”

Chloe motioned for Adrien to follow her away from the group. He followed as he glanced back at Sabrina, who kept Zoe company.

“Could you keep an eye on her for this hour? I want to prepare a party for her at the hotel and need her preoccupied. She won’t explore the city on her own anymore, so I figured this was the next best thing,” Chloe explained, speaking in French.

“Are you sure? Not that I’m complaining, but wouldn’t Alix have been better to hang out with Zoe? The two seem more alike and that they’d get along.”

“I already tried. Alix is with Rose today on some sort of double date with Luka and Marinette.”

Adrien winced. “Have you heard anything regarding that?”

“Hard not to. I mean, it’s only been a few days and her whole everything has changed.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve had the misfortune of being stuck with her on patrol one night with another new member, Pom Pom. Anyway, she just gushes about her musician boyfriend and how much she loves him. I don’t buy it for a second. I still think she’s putting on an act for everyone. And I know for a fact that Death Noire doesn’t buy it either. Alix though, I’m not sure.”

“That’s… not the best news, but something is better than nothing, right?”

“I’d rather just be done with her. There’s no way she can change.”

“Well, Lila did, right?”

“Lila is not Marinette. Not like that’s saying much. Lila just keeps to her crowd of devote followers, eager to hear her next lie.”

“That’s… that’s fair… I suppose?”

“Anyway, Zoe. You’ll watch her, yeah?”

“I guess?”

Chloe squealed and hugged Adrien. “You’re the best! Come along, Sabrina!”

Sabrina waved good-bye to Zoe, hugged Adrien, and followed Chloe out. Adrien sighed and turned to Zoe.

“So, Chloe asked that we hang out for an hour. Fun, right?” Adrien explained in English.

“If you are hoping to hide some secret plans, you’ll need to use a different language, Adrien,” Nathalie said.

Adrien jumped, startled. “Nathalie? Where did you come from?”

“I came to check on you and your friends only to find Chloe and the ginger gone, but the moody blonde is still here.”

“Uh, well, Chloe wanted us to keep an eye on Zoe while she prepared a party for her at the hotel. It would only be for an hour, I promise.”

Nathalie sighed. She turned to look at Zoe, but Zoe was gone.

“Oh, no! Where she’d go? She couldn’t have gotten far, right?” Adrien panicked.

“Relax. I’ll check upstairs while you handle downstairs. Go.”

Adrien nodded and ran around the first floor as he looked for Zoe. He checked every room when he passed by a window and saw her down in the garden next to the statue of his mother. He put on his outerwear and joined her in the garden.

“Zoe! There you are! I was worried when you disappeared,” Adrien called in English.

“Yeah, well, I’m not fond of being pawned off to be babysat!”

“But that wasn’t the case. Chloe just wanted to prepare something special for you for your special day.”

Zoe rolled her eyes. “Oh, wonderful. Another party where I’ll be surrounded by a bunch of stuck up French pompous assholes. I can hardly wait to be openly judged in a language I can’t even understand for the millionth time.”

Adrien opened his mouth, but stopped when he felt a chill run up his spine. He shuddered as he felt a million eyes fall on him. He glanced around afraid that he’d see Mayura, but there was nothing out in the open. He looked back down at Zoe and sighed. He sat beside her and stared at his mother’s statue.

“Zoe, what’s wrong?”

Silence passed between them before Zoe glared at him. “Why do you care?”

“I guess several different reasons. You don’t seem very happy on a day that should be all about you. You haven’t really been happy since you came here. You seem to have moments where you are happy and playful, but I wonder if they’re all just an act, y’know?”

Zoe’s eyes widened before she sighed. “How do you see it?”

“Pardon?”

“How do you see through me when no one else does? How do you see the act when everyone just brushes me off as an American and disregards me?”

“Because you remind me of Alix in how you act in some regards. It’s mostly the guarded front and never being quite happy. You even wear the same scowl she used to before everything happened in her life.”

“How did she get through it all?”

“I can’t exactly say for sure. I would like to think having friends and people that genuinely cared for her is what helped, but I’m the wrong person to ask since I’m not her. You know what they say, right? Ask not the sparrow-.”

Zoe reached for her locket and gasped it. “How the eagle soars. Right. I suppose it was a bit much to hope for the ordinary to understand the extraordinary, right?”

“I’m sorry, but I can offer something to you.”

“Yeah? What’s that?”

“An ear to listen. Something is bothering you, and it’ll do you no good to keep that locked away. That is something I know Alix would agree with.”

Zoe shot Adrien a side-long glance, then sighed. “Fine. I guess if anyone is to listen, it would be you. If you must know, I’m not happy here. I don’t like being here. I’m away from my friends, my dad, my entire life. My stupid whore ass mother just decided, oh, hey, Zoe dear, you’re coming with me to fucking Paris. I try to fight against her, but she just dismisses me, has the staff back my shit, and throw me onto the plane with her. I never asked to be dragged here. I never asked to be surrounded by dickheads that spoke a completely different language. I didn’t ask for any of this.”

“What about Chloe? And didn’t you seem to show interest in Alix?”

“Chloe… is Chloe. She’s… I guess trying. I mean, most of her attempts are because of Sabrina giving her ideas. Which, I can’t completely complain as at least Sabrina is the one that thinks about me and trying to make me happy. And, Alix, I don’t know. She’s cool and she could crush me with her thighs, but I don’t know.”

“I don’t understand. Why would you want someone to crush you with their thighs?”

Zoe buried her face in her knees and screamed. “I’m not explaining that to you. You want answers, ask Chloe or Alix. Hell, maybe even ask that girl Alix is dating. I’m sure she’d happily tell you all about that.”

“Rose? Does Rose upset you?”

“No! I mean, a little. Fuck! Fine. I might like Alix a little more than the rest of you because she’s the closest thing to an American around her besides just me. The way she acts, her rebellious nature, everything reminds me of the kids I was surrounded by. Even reminds me of a few of my friends. And… and a girl I liked back in New York. And I just… I miss it.”

Adrien’s eyes widened as he saw a reminiscent light glaze over Zoe’s eyes. “What was it like in the States?”

Zoe stared off in the distance. “It wasn’t the best living, but it was fun. I was part of the theater crowd where the closest of my friends were. I did make other friends outside of the theater, but it was in theater I was happiest. To hit the stage with the stage lights on you, to know that you commanded everyone’s attention was intoxicating. Especially once you fell completely into character and lose all sense of yourself as you just enter the zone.”

“And the girl?”

“Huh? Oh, right. I met her after a performance. She was the older sister of one of my friends. A high school girl, the sister that is. I never made any moves or told her how I felt. I just… pined from a distance. Maybe it was for the best since now I’m stuck here.”

“But there’s Alix, right?”

“I don’t know. Alix is cool, but is it really her I like, or just the fact she reminds me of my crush?”

“I… I wish I could answer that.”

“Yeah, me too. Maybe then I could understand why I get jealous when I see Alix with that Rose chick. Maybe then I could make sense of why I acted like a fool when Chloe was shot down. Maybe then I wouldn’t get mad seeing others silently pining over Alix like I did over my crush. Why is everything a mess?”

“Because you’ve been dragged to a completely foreign country and city that’s currently plagued by villains.”

“Please. New York had its share of villains. I jokingly took the name Lady Liberty to fuck with the other superheroes that thought they were so much better just because they were adults. And I suppose that’s something I can appreciate about the heroes here. They’re all teens like me and I don’t feel like an outcast amongst them.”

“Wait, are you one of the heroes?”

“Kinda. I’m not really part of their team, but I still help where I can. Figured I could find a place with them, especially after meeting Bloody Bug.”

“Do you like Bloody Bug?”

“She’s someone I admire. I’ve heard all about her exploits and what she’s done for the victims with Chat Noir. It makes me wish we had a hero like her in the States.”

“What do you think of the other heroes?”

“Don’t know. I’ve only met Bloody Bug and Gallic Chick, but I know Gallic Chick is Chloe, so, y’know.”

“Do you want to be part of their team?”

“Maybe? I mean, I wouldn’t be opposed to it, but I’m not getting my hopes up.”

“I’m sure they could use your help, especially against that Mayura woman.”

Silence. “Hey, are you ok? I heard from Gallic Chick what happened.”

“I’m not ok. I’m honestly terrified. Mayura was able to take control of me and I’m afraid of what she may do with that kind of power. Especially since this fan of mine assaulted me is likely working with Mayura.”

“What? Why?”

“I’m not sure. I just know it would be for Mayura’s benefit as she was able to create monsters from emotion. I saw her create the two out of fear. It could be that she’s feeding into Marinette’s obsession to later reap the harvest. If that’s the case, I really don’t want to be around when it happens.”

“Because whatever is born of it will come for you?”

“Yeah. Even if Marinette is putting on her own show that she’s moved on to her actual boyfriend. I’m really hoping that she has, but like Chloe, I do doubt it. I’m trying not to, but it lingers.”

Zoe snorted. “Is this another reason you asked how I was doing? Are you afraid this Mayura will try to feed off my emotions?”

“Yes.”

“Oh. Well, shit.”

“It’s not just you I worry about. I worry about Alix and whatever anger she may still harbor. I fear for Luka who is Marinette’s boyfriend. I’m concerned about Nino who was once Carapace but left the hero team because he feared Mayura. That’s not even mentioning everyone else who deals with their own demons that are easy pickings for Mayura.”

“So, what you’re saying is that we’re all fucked. Is that right?”

“More or less.”

“Well, make me a promise.”

“What’s that?”

“Will you be my ear again? It was… nice to talk about this.”

“Of course. It was nice to learn about you, Zoe. I’d love to hear more about your time in the States. It sounds fascinating.”

“I’ll be sure to have better stories for you next time. There will be a next time, right?”

“Count on it.”

“Adrien. Zoe,” Nathalie called.

Adrien and Zoe turned to see Nathalie standing near the door.

“Adrien, your father requests your presence in his office immediately. For Zoe, Chloe and Sabrina have returned.”

“I heard Chloe and Sabrina. Are they here?” Zoe asked.

“Yeah. They’re here to pick you up. Perfect timing as my father wants to see me in his office,” Adrien explained in English.

“Well, I’ll see you later, yeah?”

“Yeah! Oh, and happy birthday, Zoe.”

Zoe smiled and hugged Adrien. She trotted over to Nathalie, who escorted her inside. Adrien took a breath and headed to Gabriel’s office. He slipped into the room as he saw a girl with long brown hair standing in front of Gabriel. He tilted his head as he approached the girl and Gabriel.

“Nathalie said you wanted to see me, Father?” Adrien asked.

“Yes. You are aware of this Heroes Day the mayor is preparing for, yes?”

“I do. Chloe also told me how the mayor commissioned the designers in Paris to make clothing lines based on the heroes.”

“Correct. It should come as no surprise that I was amongst those designers. With this project, I needed a female model for some of the outfits.”

“What brought this on, Father?”

“A suggestion from Nathalie to appeal to men and women and general diversity. As such, I’d like you to meet Lila Rossi.”

Adrien’s blood ran cold as Lila turned and smiled at him.

“Pleasure to see you again, Adrien. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Father, you can’t be serious! She was one of the girls that assaulted me!” Adrien snapped.

“Yes. Nathalie mentioned that when she presented Lila’s portfolio. She would have been an immediate no, but seeing her connections with our city’s very own Bloody Bug, I was inclined to accept her.”

“I know this is hard for you, Adrien. I do feel bad that side of me got out. I can be a little… promiscuous. Hopefully we can leave what’s past in the past, yeah?”

“We’ll see, won’t we?”

“We certainly will.”

Gabriel cleared his throat. “With that out of the way, I will have separate photo shoots for the both of you. Lila, yours will be done outside in various parks while Adrien will have his photo shoots here. Understood?”

“Perfectly. Right, Adrien.”

“Yeah,” Adrien grumbled.

“Good. Lila, I’ll have Nathalie escort you home. Adrien, head back to your room.”

“Of course, Mr. Agreste. I’ll see you later,” Lila said as she left.

“Father, I don’t like this. Can’t you hire someone else?”

“It’ll be fine, Adrien. She came highly recommended from Nathalie, and Nathalie has never steered me wrong before. If you don’t trust me, trust Nathalie.”

“Fine. I’ll be in my room.”

“Wait, Adrien.”

Adrien stopped at the door. He glanced over as Gabriel stepped away from his screen.

“How are you feeling since the incident with that villain? Have you been comfortable? Are you worried at all?”

“I’m… I’m managing. It’s not easy, but I’m managing.”

Gabriel nodded. “Well, that’s good. Uh, if you should ever feel in danger, please come find me, will you? Or if you need to talk, I’m here. You know that, right?”

Adrien furrowed his brows. “Y-yeah. Thank you, Father.”

Adrien left the room and headed up the stairs. He paused as he glanced back and saw Nathalie slip into Gabriel’s office. He glanced around before he headed to the door, pressed his ear against it, and listened.

“Nathalie, I’m worried. What if that Mayura woman strikes again? What if she takes Adrien away? What can I do? He’s here. He’s safe, but for how long?”

“I wish I had answers for you, sir. However, as long as Adrien is here, he’ll be safe. You shouldn’t lose him like you lost Emilie.”

“Emilie was my fault, but I won’t have Adrien be my fault too. I… I don’t think I could live with myself knowing I killed the two people I love most. I just… I need to think of something. I need to keep Adrien safe. I can’t lose him too. I just can’t.”

“I’m not sure what you can even do, sir.”

“I don’t know either, but I’ll think of something.”

“Well, by your leave, I’ll-.”

“Wait. Please, stay. I… I would like your company a little longer, Nathalie.”

“Sir, I-.”

“Please, call me Gabriel.”

Nahtalie sighed. “Gabriel, we know how this will end. I’m happy to be here for the job, but it was never anything more. Besides, I’ve never been one to play second fiddle to anyone, especially the dead.”

“Nathalie, please, I know a part of my heart will always belong with Emilie, but I… I can’t, won’t refuse that I need you. You’ve become more than just an employee. You’re a friend, confidant, and so much more.”

“How much more I wonder?”

Adrien furrowed his brow when things went silent from the occasional sigh. He moved and cracked open the door to peek inside. His eyes widened when he saw Nathalie and Gabriel kissing. He covered his mouth and ran from the office doors up to his room. He leaned against his door and slid to the floor. Stompp phased through the wall and stared down at him.

“You look like you say a ghost. Or Mayura. Or both. Or neither? What’s up?”

“I… I just saw my father kissing Nathalie.”

“Oh, is that all?”

“What do you mean is that all?”

“I mean, I’ve seen them kiss before. Sometimes more.”

“More? What do you mean?”

“Uh, how did Bloody Bug put it? Uh, was it, paper snowflakes?”

“I don’t know what that means.”

“Uh, maybe for the best. Anyway, what’s the big deal?”

“The deal is I thought Nathalie hated my father. Why are they kissing and in love?”

Stompp shrugged. “Your kind is a strange one. Well, the human part of you.”

“Should I say something? Should I do anything?”

“Is there any reason you should?”

“I don’t know. How am I? This is just… strange!”

“Breathe, Adrien. It’s not the worse thing. Besides, the fact that they’d hiding it from you means they likely don’t want you to know. So, why not just pretend you never saw anything?”

“I… I guess. Are you sure though?”

“Nope, but it’s what I would do. It’s what I have been doing.”

“Well, alright.”

“There you go. Now, c’mon! Back to gaming. I want to see you beat this level.”

“Stompp, it’s impossible. I’ve been at it for hours.”

“Nonsense! Nothing is impossible. And if it is, you make it possible. Get to it!”

“Fine. Not like I have much else to do.”

“That’s the spirit. Let’s go!”

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tisthedamngreenbriar · 8 months

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windows boarded up after the storm, he built a fire just to keep me warm.

guys i'm so embarassed. so. i wrote this for the @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers Sprint Fic Challenge, BUT THE JULY ONE. and as you may notice it is september already.

in my defense, i kinda started this one and then completely abandoned it on my drafts and never once looked back. but now is here! kinda! this is my first time ever writing a challenge, and also my first time posting my writing in here!! for the sprint challenge july 2023, I chose the social media prompt + one of the prompts from previous challenges (hope that was allowed??)

this is neither polished or revised, just fresh out the notes app so you guys will have to forgive me for errors. i fully intend to develop this aswell, but we'll see.

enjoy!

***

It was supposed to be small. A simple get together for their group, with cake and booze to celebrate Rose's birthday. But, now they were in a mansion one hour out of town and Marinette was pretty sure she could smell something burning.

But, first things first: lets not get ahead of ourselves.

***

Moving everything was a pain in the ass. They'd to be quick and through so no food or garnment was neither damaged nor left behind - also watch out for the worst case scenario, harming sound equipament -, and the threat of the storm was making Marinette mimic the thunders, rumbling with anxiety. With everything already packed in the cars, they went on their merry way, with Adrien leading the path out of the city.

The blonde boy really was an angel. Offering to take the party to his country house when the weather became Marinette's worse enemy was so kind that the bluenette's heart fluttered a bit, reminding her why she used to have that stupid and exponentially big crush on him all those years ago. Not that that meant anything: her romantic organ also gave a little jump seeing him help Kagami, his long term girlfriend, into the car. Affection just made her goofy.

Getting to the estate was easy, since the rain wasn't really pouring yet and the traffic was on their side, for a change. Obviously, it was huge, because the Agrestes never failed in that department, and everyone immeadiately? started setting everything up on the patio behind the main house and in front of the guest one, so they could use it for bathroom breaks and personal items since no one was willying to wander in the Agreste's mansion and risk scarring his perfectly put everything. The rain didnt seem to follow them so atleast it was safe to be outside.

And then there was Luka. Going around helping out everyone, smilling and whistling to himself. Luka who was just as oblivious to her as Adrien had been, cause apparently that was just her luck.

"Girl, stop staring, Jesus" Alya's voice broke off any coherent line of thought that Marinette could have formed, startling the smaller one. "You're gonna burn holes on that poor boys back"

"Am I that bad, or is it possible that you are just a drama queen hoping to live uncomfortable situations vicariously through me since you are on a happy and commited relationship?" Marinette arched her brown and left out a breath after going through that phrase fast so that her best friend couldn't interrupt.

"I thought you were a double major on fashion and business, not psychoanalysis, babes" Alya's eyes closed in on her behind the glasses, the tilt of the redhead's head adding to the menacing look.

"And I thought you were on margarita duty. Where are my drinks, Césaire?"

"Here," the sound came from behind Marinette and this time the jump almost made her drop the firmly held karaoke machine. Before she could register the movement, a arm came foward to take it out of her hands, caging her in. "Where do you want these?" The voice was now in her ear, speaking so softly it could only belong to Luka. This time, the surprise made her actually jerk foward and the man stepped back to allow the reaction.

With the added space, Marinette turned to face him, carrying a pint of she supposed were margaritas on one hand and the box who she was just strugglig with on the other like it was nothing. Looking absolutely delicious doing both, not to mention it.

"Sorry for the scare, Mari," he smiled at her apologetic and she believed she could have died right there on the spot, hearing the nickname and seeing the dimples "'I was just trying to help."

"No, no, its okay! Im just... jumpy. So much to do and whatnot" she tried her best to smile back but the proximity made it wobly. she probably looked so silly that just thinking about it made her wanna scream. But Luka didnt seem fazed.

"At your service" Marinette felt like passing out. "I'm gonna find a place to put these down and then come back to help, okay?"

Not trusting herself to speak, the French-Chinese simply nodded, and at that he walked out. Alya's eyes were on her the whole time, fighting back the smirk.

"Not a word" Marinette sushed her, and the journalist cackled into the sky.

***

The party was a success, as far as last minute ones go. It made Rose so happy she teared up a little over the cake, plus she was so delighted at Marinettes dedication to making the whole arrangement work -- and fighting for the party to go on on the first place -- that the petit blond decided to gift her with the first slice of cake.

Now, it was late and they were all a little too buzzed to drive back. The lights and decorations were all still up, so they sat on a messy circle made out of lawn chairs and pillows, chating about nothing in particular.

Somehow, Marinette ended up on Luka's chair, their bodies pressed together in the small space. Looking for the perfect position, luka grabbed her legs so that they were in his lap and trew one of his arms over her shoulders, causing the girl to shiver with the contact.

"You cold?" He asked her while drawing patterns on her knee hith the hand that rested there. She took a minute to answer positively, barely registering that it was a question, concentrating too much on the way his fingers found the spot that got all her hairs standing and saluding the man that was Luka Couffaine. The second shudder was welcomed by him, who took the softly whispered "yes" and the trembling as results of her freezing and not Marinette being turned on. Thank God for small mercies.

With that, Luka got up and sprinted away after drapping his jacket all around her. She didnt quite understand what was going on until he had already organized all the firewood on the middle of the patio and was trying to light it.

He wasnt. No way.

But apparently the thought of setting stuff on fire appealed more to Luka than simply holding her. Awesome.

"Do you ever just forget they're Couffaines? But then they do something like like this." She could hear the laugh in Rose's voice before turning to meet her eye. "In the beggining of our relationship Juleka would pull the most ridiculous stunts and go the hardest lenghts to prove herself to me. It was so silly. I felt like a damsel in distress on a bad mute movie. But don't worry too much about it. Luka is far more vocal than Jules, and even if he weren't they are fast learners, the Couffaines."

...What?

Maybe the confusion was obvious in Marinettes face, or she had said it out loud cause Rose continued.

"What? Did I say something wrong? Did I meddled? Is just that you guys have been on this will they, won't the thing for so long, and neither of you would just come out and say it! It feels good to be finally able to say it, that's it." Marinettes eyes widened even more than she thought it was possible. What the hell Rose thinks is going on?

It was only when all the bluenette could do was look terrified with her mouth basically hanging open, that the blonde one realized she made a mistake.

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trashyangelic · 1 year

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ML Prompt (w/ Lila Rossi Redemption, A Little of Lila Salt, Adrien Salt, Alya Salt, Class Salt, Bustier Salt, Damocles Salt + Felinette)

I got something in mind. I'm not sure if anyone wants to make it. But if I were to make this then I might do one but for now I'll post this if anyone wanna do this one. You can decide an OC for Lila if you want or let her stay single that is. The pairings are Felinette, JulekaXNino, ChloeXNathanielXMarc, there will be no julerose since Rose is a salt. Outside of CFD is LukaXKagami.

What if Lila Rossi got the part as Marinette's Job aka. Class President from her classmates? But what she doesn't know that she is recieving pure pressure from the class and her teacher causing her to rant at home.

Marinette has transferred school from this toxic classroom that she has been telling her parents about and send her to Jeanne Arc on the otherside of Paris where she meets the Quantic Kids and her twin sister Bridgette as she somehow fallen in love with Felix Graham de Vanily.

As for Lila she was glad that she was picked for Class President here in CFD but what she doesn't realize is that her classmates wants her to do the jobs like field trips, fund rasier, birthday parties, etc for them instead of them doing it for themselves. Just like before with Marinette and Chloe when they had connections from publicity before Lila but now it is her turn.

Until a few days ago it gotten out of hand for Lila. As she was thinking of a possible way to finish this file for the class but she even ask for Sabrina's help since Alya isn't doing her job as a Class Deputy as to what Nino told her the day she was selected as Miss Bustier's Class President. But Sabrina told Lila to ask Alya for that this made her very annoyed at the last second.

Lila told her mother to called the school as she isn't feeling well which she is tired of this stuff that her class wants her to do plus she didn't want to talk to her classmates on the phone she turn off her phone it was driving her nuts while working on this folder that Dupain-Cheng gave her after leaving the class for good.

But what she didn't realize is that her mom is at kitchen after a early day off from her job that her boss had decided for her to spend time with her child. Lila did some research on the internet of what a Class President is suppose to but now it clicked.

"This entire time the fund raisers, field trips, and birthday parties were meant for the teachers. Why is Miss Bustier putting this on me then if its her job to this it is not the Class President job. Well that explains why Dupain-Cheng left from that including my lies as well. I'm starting to regret being the Class President. I think I should tell this to mom maybe she can do something to get a contact to the school board this is ridiculous." Lila muttered to herself.

Lila went to tell this to her mother that she was selected as the Class President but something went off for her so she explain it to her mother which made her super pissed off. But now regretting everything that is happening so she send a text message to Dupain-Cheng that she is sorry for ruining her life and other stuffs but ask for forgiveness as she wants to restart over to find who she is.

Then for Marinette well she is surprised to read Lila's text on her phone but respond back that its gonna take time to forgive her but also suggested her to transfer to Mrs. Mendeleiev's class if Bustier is pure pressuring her to do it. Which caught her attention instantly but now that is done she went to tell her mother the truth as her mother was angry but scold her never do it ever so then she send emails to celebrities that she lied to including Prince Ali that she is sorry for lying to them and other stuff but to be fair she even told them that her classmates from CFD believe in the lies she told them which made Prince Ali felt betrayed by Rose when the girl explain it on email to him but he forgave the girl but told her not to do this again but the other two celebrities as in Jagged and Clara weren't very happy as they remembered that Marinette told them about Lila but to her she apologize to them which gave them a huge relief.

Then there comes Adrien who practically scold Lila on text message to do it which made her scream in fustration in her room as she send a message back to NO. Lila started to hate Adrien with passion plus she doesn't even like him anymore after getting that off her chest.

Lila explain this all to her mother as Mrs. Rossi decided to transfer her daughter to a new class that is in Mrs. Mendeleiev class but highly threaten the principal if he doesn't do this damn job she will send a message to the school board to get him fired. But to Lila she will have to explain this to her science teacher why she is moving to her class instead of Bustier.

While Marinette's squad with Chloe, Nino, Juleka, Nathaniel, and Sabrina looked really surprised the way Lila acted out of the shell then they told their parents to get them transfer to Mrs. Mendeleiev's class away from those people who wants free stuff instead of them getting it for themselves.

Tag me if you are willing to make it. It doesn't have to be a prompt it can be a fanfic but thats your choice.

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anjuschiffer · 4 months

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Amira Wayne-Chapter 24

Happy New Year! For my New Year's Resolution, I plan on finishing this fic! So here's to writing the last chapters of Amira Wayne :D

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Chapter 24: Family, Friends and Identities (3)

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“Marinette!

“Where could she be?” Sabrina asked no one in particular, quickly taking out her phone when she felt it buzz in her skirt.

The moment the group realized that Marinette was taking longer than usual to make her way back to their table, they tried to be optimistic about her tardiness.

After all, who would miss the countdown for the new year? Especially the fireworks?

A few minutes remained until the start of the new year.

Four minutes to be exact.

But when Marinette didn’t appear even as the clock struck midnight and signaled the beginning of the new year, they feared the worst.

Without another second to spare, the group of friends scattered in search of their missing member, pushing their way through drunken adults, hugging friends and toasting celebrities. Not a single person turned to look at the frenzied teenagers.

Sabrina opened up the notification, looking at the group chat updates.

Adrien: We checked the roof, she’s not here. How’d it look in the hall? Did you find her?

Nothing. She’s not downstairs either. Anything from Chloe yet?

Adrien: Still haven’t heard from her yet. She wouldn’t pick up either. Something must’ve happened on her end.

Adrien: Nino, anything from the kitchen?

Nino: Alya saw her run through the hall, but she couldn't make out why she was running. All she saw was her running out into the stairwell, as if she was chasing something. She tried to follow, but her mother wouldn’t let her leave the kitchen in fear of someone seeing her.

Someone seeing her? I thought she volunteered for the event?

Adrien: Kinda

Adrien: Well, Alya somehow snuck her way into the party, so if anyone from the hotel staff saw her, well…

Nino: She was going to get her and her mother in trouble.

Sabrina somehow found herself in the kitchen after reading that text, finding Nino attempting to comfort Alya before both turned to see her.

Sabrina felt guilt gnaw at her when she saw Alya try and look behind her, her shoulders dropping when she did not see Mari.

“Seems like you had no luck finding her either, huh?” Nino spoke up, hoping to ease the tension in the room.

“Marinette really didn’t pass by here, did she?” Sabrina asked, Alya shaking her head. “Ayla, you said she was chasing something. Were you able to see the thing Marinette was chasing?” Sabrina asked.

“As I told Nino, I couldn’t see it, but whatever it was, it had to be small.” When Sabrina didn’t say anything, Alya decided to explain herself. “While I couldn’t go into the crowd to verify what went on, I didn’t have to exactly see the thing to know its size.

If she were chasing someone, people would’ve been moving out of her way to prevent getting caught in the fray.

But no one did.

What makes this all the more strange was the fact that Marinette looked…horrified as she chased whatever it was that she was chasing.”

“Horrified?”

“Normally someone would look terrified if they were being chased, but like I mentioned, she was chasing something as she fled into the staff’s stairway. Whatever it was, it was something that-”

“She has to be downstairs then!” Nino exclaimed, about to head there himself when Sabrina stopped him. “We have to-”

“I don’t think she would be there.”

“Why do you think that?”

“The door leading into the next floor should be locked, as it’s the suite Chloe resides in. In other words, it’s always locked from the outside to prevent others from casually walking into the floor.” Sabrina hated the way Nino looked at her with disbelief. “Marinette should not have been able to get onto the floor without the access card.”

“But we have to try.” Alya pleaded. “Maybe she is there.”

“Alya-”

“It doesn't hurt to check.” Nino sided with Alya. “Let’s just check, Sabrina.” Nino took a breath to calm himself down and stop his words from trembling. “If the door is locked like you say it is, then we have to tell the others that Marinette might not be in the hotel anymore…

And if we do find her there, then I can finally get rid of the thought of Marinette possibly being kidnapped again from right under our noses.” Nino confessed. “I just…I just want to know that she’s alright and that she just got lost inside the hotel and didn’t in fact get kidnapped again…okay? I want to know-”

“Don’t you think I want to know too?” Sabrina managed to say without her voice completely cracking because to be completely honest, she just wanted to cry right then and there.

She wanted to just cry and get rid of the knots that were tying in her stomach and the churning in her gut.

Of course she wanted to know if Marinette was safe…

Of course she was worried… “Marinette is my friend too, Nino! Of course I’m worried! But I can’t just blindly go looking for her without raising concern from those around us!

We can’t push Marinette back into the spotlight like that. She doesn’t deserve to be looked at like a spectacle! I would never forgive myself for doing that to her.”

Nino held onto his arm when Sabrina wiped away a tear with the palm of her hand, noticing how her lips quivered as she attempted to stay composed.

How did he already forget about the news about Victims’ identities starting to leak since the start of the Banshee incident? About the new reporters harassing ex-Victims?

“I’m sorry.” He found himself saying, “I shouldn’t have-”

“No. “ Sabrina sniffled. “You’re right and I’m sorry for acting…for acting the way I’m acting,” Sabrina said. “I’m…alright now,” she lied.

Because she wasn’t alright.

Because something wasn’t right. Something didn’t feel right.

After all, certain things were not fitting with one another.

For starters, the haste in having a New Year’s party.

Alya’s sudden involvement with the planning.

Chloe’s constant meet ups with Alya, with Adrien…with both of them…without her…without Nino…

The whispering and seriousness when they spoke to one another only to smile when they were around her and Nino…

The gathering at the start of the party…

Something was going on…but what was it? “Let’s go look for her together, okay?” Sabrina ended up proposing to Nino, wanting to eagerly shift her thoughts to something new.

“Alright.”

With a soft reassurance to Alya, Sabrina and Nino went off to check the lower floor, only then Sabrina realized she hadn’t checked on her phone.

Making her way past the mingling guests, Sabrina read the chat as she heard the music muffle as Nino closed the door behind them. She let him walk in front of her as she scrolled away.

-unread messages-

Chloe: Someone messed with the surveillance.

Adrien: How is that possible?

Chloe: We’re trying to figure that out as I’m calling and emailing the company about this ridiculous thing!

Chloe: Best in the nation? Utterly ridiculous!

Chloe: Anyways

Chloe: The footage we’re missing is from the time Marinette left the table up until we noticed she was taking a while to come back.

Chloe: I’ll keep you updated and see if we manage to recover the footage. We need to know what it was that Marinette was chasing.

“Sabrina, you said this floor needs a key card to unlock the door, right?” Nino asked, Sabrina looking up from her phone, then noticing Nino’s eyes filled with worry.

“I did.”

“So why is the security off?” Nino asked, showing the powered off lock, causing Sabrina to freeze.

That should never be off.

That wasn’t normal.

That had never happened before.

Sabrina quickly pulled open the door, not expecting for the first thing to see to be the friend they had spent the last half hour desperately searching for.

There, just a few feet away from them was a quietly sobbing Marinette, clinging onto Mlle Kyle as M.Wayne talked with-

How did she miss M.Wayne and Mlle Kyle missing from the party hall?

She should’ve noticed the two most-

No.

That shouldn’t be her main concern, well…yes it should be and yet not now.

What was more concerning-

Sabrina whipped out her phone.

Adrien, didn’t you say your father couldn’t make it to the party?

Adrien: Yes? Why are you asking?

Here’s down here…talking with M.Wayne and Mlle Kyle

And…

We found Marinette.

The minute she finished sending that text, she watched as the trio was already walking away, leaving Gabriel standing by himself in the middle of the dimmed hall.

Sabrina gathered the courage to walk up to the man, wondering if Nino was following her. She didn’t want to approach the smirking man by herself after all.

“M. Agreste.” She managed to bring herself to say. “I thought you weren’t feeling well. Are you sure you should be here by yourself?”

The man finally noticed her, turning his head ever so slightly to acknowledge her, the smile on his lips dropping.

“Mlle Raincomprix. M. Lahiffe. It seems Adrien told all of his friends about my condition.”

“Of course he would. He’s worried about you.” Sabrina bluntly told him, not missing the way something flashed across his eyes. “Is he aware that you’re here, M. Agreste?”

“I thought it would be nice to join some festivities seeing as I was feeling better today. Especially when I found out that Mlle Bourgeois and Adrien organized this event by themselves.”

“Why were M.Wayne and Mlle Kyle here?” Nino asked, finally addressing the elephant in the room. “What happened to Mari-”

“Marinette wasn’t feeling well and I let her guardian know about this.”

“What exactly happened to her, M. Agreste?” Nino asked, Sabrina hoping M Agreste would let Nino’s raise of voice go unnoticed. “We’ve been looking for her all night and-”

“Dad?” Adrien cut off, the three turning to see Adrien barely catching his breath as he entered the hallway. “What are you doing here?” Shortly after, Chloe joined them. “Natalie-”

“I asked Natalie to bring me here after feeling the slightest bit better. I didn’t want to miss the party you and Chloe worked so hard to organize after all.”

Adrien felt his heart swell, Chloe not once lowering her guard upon hearing those words.

She knew those words all too well. Or rather, she recognized that tone all too well.

After all, she had heard that tone all throughout her childhood…

The only tone she ever heard from her own mother when she praised her.

False pride.

“M.Agreste,” Nino tried once again. “What happened to Marinette? Why-”

“Mlle Bourgeois!” A hotel staff yelled as he attempted to catch his breath after opening the door with a large thud. “We have the foot-”

“Adrikins.” Chloe cut off, turning to her friends as she signaled the staff member to stay quiet. “Why don’t you help your father meet the other guests?” Chloe gave M.Agreste a smile. “Seeing as he is feeling better, I think you should take him to greet the other guests upstairs. Of course, if you think you can, M.Agreste.” Chloe suggested, noticing the slight glare M Agreste gave her while Adrien beamed.

“Of course! “ Adrien smiled as he turned to his father. “Do you think you feel well enough to go greet everyone upstairs?” He asked his father, missing the way his father frowned before giving what was supposed to be a smile.

“I think I can manage. After all, I do want to see the gathering you spent this entire week planning out.” Adrien gave him an even bigger smile.

“We’ll see everyone back upstairs then!” Adrien gleefully stated, quickly guiding his father back upstairs.

“Chloe, what is-” Sabrina tried to ask, only to trail off when the hotel staff from earlier whispered something to Chloe before excusing himself. “Chloe?”

“I’m going to head back to the security room to see the recovered footage our staff managed to get. For now,” Chloe let out a heavy sigh. “For now, just wait for Adrien or I to fill you in. There’s too many things going on and this party isn’t going to run itself.”

“But what about Marinette?” Nino spoke up, hating that Sabrina and him were being left out of whatever it was that was going on.

Wait for her to fill them in?

What was going on?

Why couldn’t she just tell them right then and there?

Weren’t they friends?

“Chloe, when I sent that message, Marinette looked terrified-”

“We can’t focus on that right now Sabrina.”

“What do you mean we can’t-”

“That thing Marinette was following?” Chloe looked at them, mentally preparing for the shock she would receive from the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

But she couldn’t just not tell them when they were both looking at her with distrust.

She had to tell them…she just had too…

“She was following an akuma.”

Jason jumped at the sound of the apartment door bursting open with a large thud and Amira sprinting straight to her room.

“Amira!” Bruce tried to grab her attention as he and Selina quickly walked after her.

Jason watched as both attempted to open up the hatch door to her room, only to be met with resistance.

“Maomao, tell us what happened.” Selina tried to coax, only to get a sob as an answer, causing her heart to twist. “Amira…we just want to help.”

“What’s going on?” Jason finally decided to ask, causing both adults to turn to him. “What happened to Amira?”

“That’s what we’re trying to figure out.” Selina spoke up as Bruce kept trying to open up the hatch. “Mr.Agreste got a hold of us when he found-“

“Mr.Agreste? As in Adrien’s dad? What was he doing there?” Jason questioned. “I thought the man never showed himself to those types of events? Hell, he only went to one of your galas and that was years ago!”

“Well, he showed up this time.” Selina answered.

“And somehow he found a way to contact us when Amira wasn’t feeling well.” Bruce noted, Jason watching his brow furrow. “Why did he contact us?”

“Maybe because we are her guardians at the moment instead of the Dupain-Chengs?”

“That’s not what I meant. Why did he directly call us instead of a hotel staff or his secretary-”

“Secretary? Oh! Did you mean that lady with the red highlight on her hair?” Jason asked, remembering Natalie from an old gala from a year ago.

“Now that you mention it, she wasn’t there when we went to find Amira.”

“Nor was she the one to make the call even though she is the one to usually make the calls for him.” Bruce pointed out. “What made him do it this time?”

A phone went off, Bruce realizing it was his own, wondering what Tim needed at this time. “Tim? What-”

“It’s Damian! Damian hacked the zeta tube! And he’s heading to Paris!”

His father barely made it to the party hall before he started coughing up blood, Adrien almost freezing as he watched his father collapse on the stairs. With a quick dial, he called Natalie to find him and take his father back home, something Adrien knew would happen and yet held hope that it didn’t.

Shortly after his father had gone back home, the party started to die down, people slowly bidding their goodbyes and farewells, one by one leaving the hall to head back home.

Soon, it was just the four friends remaining in the hall…or rather Adrien and Chloe and a shaken Sabrina and Nino.

Alya had left shortly after Marinette had left, telling Adrien and Chloe to call her when they had the chance.

“So what happened to that akuma?” Sabrina asked, Adrien turning to face Chloe, his eyes wide and shaky.

“Chloe, what is she talking about? What akuma?” Chloe bit her cheek. How did she forget- oh right his dad.

“Turns out the reason as to why Marinette suddenly left the table was due to spotting an akuma. We barely managed to recover most of the footage, but one thing is clear. Marinette broke down after following the akuma to my suite. From there, the akuma wasn’t seen again, your dad finding her and calling someone, or rather, M. Wayne.”

“Is she alright?” Adrien asked, hating that his excitement on seeing his father up and about made him forget that they were looking for Marinette.

“Has anyone been able to contact her? I’ve been trying to call but no one is answering.” Nino said, trying his best to keep his voice from shaking. Sabrina shook her head. A ding rang from Nino’s phone, Nino quickly whipped it out in hope that it was Marinette only for his shoulders to sink. “Oh. It’s my mom. She’s waiting for me outside.”

“It is getting late.” Chloe pointed out, noticing that her phone was reading 14:45.

“I should be heading home too.” Sabrina stated. “I’m going to wait for my dad at the lobby.”

“Let us know if Marinette calls any of you, okay? I’ll try to call her one more time before heading to sleep.” Nino said before saying goodbye, Sabrina joining him shortly after.

And with that, it was just Chloe and Adrien by themselves in Chloe’s room, the two just staring at the ceiling once Chloe managed to send out one last set of instructions to the hotel employees for the night.

“How the hell did it end up like this?” Chloe asked, wondering if anyone had the answer. “How did an akuma appear right under our noses? We were supposed to have asked her about being Ladybird and not find out Hawkmoth was at our party. ”

That’s right.

They were supposed to have the party, Chloe was supposed to pretend to not feel well and have Marinette bring her to her room. There, Chloe was going to bring up not feeling well due to finding out something regarding Hawkmoth. That he was the reason as to why she was feeling under the weather.

Using that as bait, she was going to tell Marinette about needing to contact a vigilante and wanting to help them, she was going to beg Marinette to help her…to let her help her and the rest of the vigilantes…

About knowing she was Ladybird and asking her to come clean…even if she knew this might affect their relationship…that it might hurt her…

Part of Chloe was glad that their plan failed…and yet…

“Chloe, we couldn’t have predicted an akuma would be spotted during the party, nonetheless Marinette being the one to see it.”

“Alya was supposed to alert us about anything that seemed off from the entrance of the hall or about the people who walked in. If Alya was doing her job properly, then we could’ve-”

“Alya risked her mother’s job to be there tonight. She wasn’t supposed to be there to begin with, remember? But thanks to her, we managed to connect our conclusion of-”

“This doesn’t prove anything!” Chloe screeched, sitting up from her bed. “This doesn’t prove that Hawkmoth is actually planning something big nor did we get confirmation about Marinette being Ladybug! It didn’t do anything!”

“I know you’re frustrated, but Chloe, Alya showed us the evidence. All the evidence is there. The party was just to confirm everything even though we know Mari-”

“But she isn't’ Ladybird!” Chloe screamed. “Because I thought I knew who Ladybird really was!” Chloe yelled. “I thought I knew who she was behind the mask and it definitely wasn’t Marinette!”

“Chloe, what do you mean you thought you knew?” Adrien watched Chloe purse her lips. “Chloe, what do you mean that you knew who Ladybird-”

“This entire time…this entire time I thought Ladybird was a Wayne..”

“What?” Adrien quietly asked. “Chloe, I don’t think there’s a Wayne-“

“Remember back in November, during our stay with the Wayne’s?” A hum. “Remember that video they played during the Gala?”

“What does that video have to do with any of this?” Adrien asked.

I needed to get this off my chest…I can’t keep this from Adrien. I can’t.

“After the video was finished, I told you I needed a break, some fresh air…thanks to that, I ended up overhearing a conversation I wasn't supposed to eavesdrop on.

They were talking about someone named Amira-“

“Amira?” So he wasn’t the only one who knew about that name…wait…

Since the Gala? Chloe heard the name and never told him about it? Then again…he never told her about having heard it around the same-

“Are you listening?”

“I-I am!” Adrien managed to say, scolding himself as Chloe glared at him.

“As I was saying, I ended up listening to Barbara and Tim's conversation regarding-”

“Barbara? As in Babs? From the Christmas party?” Chloe nodded.

“She was arguing with Tim over the video that had played and how Amira was going to get upset when she found out about the recording.” Ah, so she didn’t know about Jason- wait…

Jason? As in…the same Jason that Marinette said died months ago? The best friend that caused her to become Ban- wait… best friend?

Best friend…best friend? Right!

Didn’t…didn’t M.Pennyworth say that Jason’s best friend was his sister? And didn’t that sister move to Paris to-

Oh…

OH.

But…

How was he at the Dupain-Cheng’s residence that day?

Shouldn’t he, well…be dead?

After all, Marinette would never lie about anything like that…wait…

Marinette knew about Jason’s death…she was close to Jason to not only know about him, but also the other Wayne’s… she moved to Paris around the same time as Jason’s sister Amira-

Oh…oh no…

Oh fuck.

“-if anyone catches her bad side, she’ll resent them, hold a grudge against them. But that isn’t why-”

Adrien opened his mouth to speak. “Chloe..can I say something real quick>”

“Adrien, please.” I can’t believe it,” Just…listen.” Chloe pleaded.

I knew it… He’s not paying attention.

“Chloe, we need-”

“Let me finish this Adrien..please.” Chloe begged, even when she knew Adrien had something to say.

“As I was saying, I didn’t bring up Amira’s supposed temper for no reason. It was what they said after, a place they mentioned, that made me believe Ladybird was this Amira they mentioned.” Chloe brought her knees to her chest. “They mentioned Amira being in Paris, but more specifically, how Amira was protecting Paris.

They mentioned how she held a grudge against the Justice League-”

“The Justice League?” Adrien almost shrieked. “As in the recently created hero group? Well, not recent, but- that Justice League? What would they want with-”

“They wanted to keep an eye on her by making her join them. But instead of just asking her to be a part of their association, they apparently kidnapped, making her distrust them completely…

But just as you mentioned…the Justice League is an association of heroes, people who work to protect the people of Earth…and if they had approached Amira to keep an eye on her, then that must mean they were aware of her being a hero, well, vigilante…

And if that did mean Amira was indeed a hero…it explained a photo I saw during our stay at the manor.”

“Photo?” Adrien asked.

She solidified her conclusion with a single photo? Never mind that, he needed to tell her what he just realized!

“I n-never mentioned this because…well…It was embarrassing, utterly embarrassing.” She said under her breath as she calmed herself down. “The night before the party, I couldn’t sleep, so I snuck into the kitchen and on my way back…I got lost.” Adrien stifled a laugh, so Chloe continued.

Knew he was going to laugh. “I ended up going into a room that wasn’t mine.

But it wasn’t just any room. It was a room filled with photos of a girl around our age. A girl who was close to Bruce’s sons. A girl who grew up in that manor and whose life just stopped out of nowhere only to be continued by a single photo.

But not just any photo, but a photo from the top of the Eiffel Tower.”

“Chloe, anyone can get-”

“Adrien, I’m not referring to the type of photos any tourist around 24:00 can access. I’m talking about a photo captured past 24:00, like 01:00 or 02:00.

A photo that requires going past the floor in which the lift stops. A photo where only certain people can access at that hour: one of Paris’ vigilantes.

And since there was no other explanation, that had to be it. It’s what I believed.

Ladybird…

That Ladybird was Amira… Amira Wayne…

But then Alya brought this.” Chloe gestured to nothing as she held back tears. “And now…now I don’t know what to do, what to believe in…” Adrien sat next to Chloe, joining her wallowing. “I want to trust Mari…but now…I don’t know what to do.”

Adrien felt as Chloe leaned against his shoulder, knowing he had to take his own information off his chest.

It was now or never.

“Ever since Alya brought this to our attention,” he felt Chloe fix herself. “I’ve been doubting something that had been lingering in my mind ever since we returned from Gotham.

Just like you, I also had my head wrapped around a girl named Amira-”

“What?” Chloe straightened up. “When did you hear the- wait. Was this what you were referring to before Alya entered the room the other day?” Adrien nodded. “Go on.”

As if he had any other choice.

“These past few months, I tried to push this one thought to the back of my head and forget about it.

But then the Banshee incident happened. The kidnapping. The Christmas gift exchange…

Then Mari’s sudden disappearance…

The Wayne's somehow getting involved in all of these things.”

“Now that you mentioned it…”

“But to be honest, nothing really connected until you mentioned the video from the Gala…Chloe, were you aware that video was pre-recorded?”

“Pre-recorded?”

“After the gala, M.Pennyworth mentioned something…somethings.

He mentioned that video having been pre-recorded months ago…right before Jason’s death.”

“Jason’s- Adrien. We saw him at the Christmas-”

“Exactly. We saw him, we interacted with him…he is alive. And we know M.Pennyworth would never lie about something like that…nor would Marinette.

Especially when we know she barely snaps like she did when Lila mentioned knowing her best friend, her brother. Of being there that night at the gala.

She not only confronted Lila, but she was crying over Jason, she got overwhelmed just recalling his death…to the point she became akumatized…”

Adrien hated Chloe’s reaction to this. He hated how she was slowly processing this information…the way she was painfully approaching the same conclusion he was getting to…

Is this how Alya felt when she found out about Marinette being Ladybird?

“After the whole Banshee incident and the Wayne helping to find Marinette when she was kidnapped, I remembered something Nino told me that day.

He mentioned that Richard and Wally had referred to Marinette as Amira…and if she was being referred to Amira by Richard and Wally, people whom she holds dearly and was best friends with Jason…Marinette even calling him her brother…moving to Paris to mourn said brother…then that could only mean one thing…”

“She was never Marinette to begin with…” Chloe whispered. “Not only is she Ladybird..not only did she hide from us about being Ladybird…”

“But she didn’t trust us enough with her actual identity…” Adrien concluded. “She couldn’t trust us in keeping her identity of being a Wayne…”

So her name is Amira Wayne…

“So I was right..” Adrien heard Chloe murmur. “ So I was on the right track.”

“The right track?” Adrien asked her, watching as she got up, walking up her closet and exposing the ABP board she had been making at the back. “Chloe…how long have you been making this?” He asked as he approached the bulletin board strapped with red strings and an array of photos.

As he glanced at the table beneath the board, he took another look, feeling the world around him stop, quickly recognizing the item on it. “Chloe. Where did you get this?”

Chloe felt her heart stop when she saw what Adrien was referring to, quickly dashing to pick it up before he could. She was a second too late.

“I can’t believe you out of all people saw this!” Chloe dramatically said as she pried the phone from Adrien’s hand, stuffing it into her pocket.“Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous! Can you imagine what would happen if it was someone else who saw my old phones from-“

“Chloe. Drop the act.”

“Come on Adrikins! I get you don’t have many things to tease me about, but-”

“We’ve known each other since we were kids and I know all of the gifts you’ve ever gotten from your father whether it was the random pen from his office or the latest jewel on the market. You have never once not shown me the latest thing you got.

“This one-“

“That isn’t a phone that is on the market and I should know since my father has declined every promo offer relating to phones. And out of all the promos, I never saw that model.”

Chloe bit her tongue. Should she continue to try and find her way out of- no.

This was Adrien. But if she told him, then that would mean betraying her fellow teammates.

Betraying- right…

Ladybird is Mari-Amira…

What was she supposed to do? “So I’m going to ask you again, where did you get that-“

“Kid, as much as I love and care about you, sometimes you make me wonder if you actually have a brain or not.” Plagg casually said as he appeared before both Adrien and Chloe.

“Plagg!” “A Kwami?”

The duo looked at each other.

“Honey Bee! Don’t just sit by! Help me out here!” Plagg whined, causing Pollen to emerge from her hiding place.

“Pollen!”

“I’m sorry my Queen, but we couldn’t keep quiet when you two have figured out so many things already!”

“Plagg, what’s going-”

“It’s Duusu.” Plagg started.

“Who?” Chloe asked.

“Duusu -one of our fellow Kwami- we can sense them again after so many years!” Pollen said.

“Sense? What do you mean-”

“For the past hundred of years, we’ve been looking for Duusu as they got separated from us during a raid on one of the Guardian Temples. Since then, Master Fu has been trying to regain them when he got a faint signal from them in Paris years ago. But since then we haven’t been able to track them.”

“Until now!”

“So shouldn’t you be happy you found-”

“That’s where the good news ends, kit.” Plagg wished he wasn’t the one to tell his holder about this. “Before their signal went out, they managed to let us know about one thing.”

“Which was?” Chloe asked.

“Duusu…” Pollen sniffled. “Duusu told us he was with Nooroo.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?” Adrien asked. Pollen shook her head.

“Nooroo, he’s Hawkmoth’s Kwami.” Plagg informed them…”In other words…”

“Hawkmoth has Duusu…he has another miraculous…fuck.”

“Recognized: Ladybird A01,” the automated voice spoke as Damian walked out of the booth, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in, watching his breath become visible in the air.

The code he reworked…worked… good.

Now standing outside the booth, Damian wondered what people saw in this place, readjusting his small bag over his shoulder.

It looked just like any other city he had been to if he were to be completely honest: bright, loud and yet silent due to the late hours of the night.

But at least he could cross off Paris from his bucket list of cities to step foot in.

Finding the bakery didn’t take long.

Thanks to the research he did beforehand, Damian whipped out a printed out map of the neighborhood and memorized the route before tucking it back into his bag.

Quickly making his way towards it, Damian let out a scoff as he landed on the rooftop.

To think the building his sister was residing in has no type of security besides the two cameras by the entrance of the bakery on the ground floor.

It was there and then that Damian decided he must speak with his father regarding the poor security in the building his sister was living in.

Why was there no type of security for an Al Ghul-

Damian found himself puzzled over his pausing of his current thought.

An Al Ghul heir

An Al Ghul.

Amira didn’t consider herself that, even going as far as rejecting their own grandfather as family…

To think she considered the orphans their father decided to pity on as actual family rather than her own blood.

Damian pushed the thought to the back of his mind.

He was here to see his sister and to investigate why their father came here instead of staying at Gotham.

To figure out why their father decided to follow his sister and not stay in Gotham to train him.

To ask his sister why she wasn’t in Gotham…

Why she wasn’t Robin…

And what she was doing in Paris…

Damian frowned at how easily he was able to lift the skylight window without tripping any alarm, slowly slipping into his sister's bedroom.

He didn’t expect to see his sister curled up in the middle of her room, a hairless cat attempting to cheer her up as it nudged her hand.

But it didn’t take long before the cat turned towards him and started to hiss, but his sister didn’t move one bit.

What was going on?

What happened to the sister that glowered at him?

Where was she?

Because if this was her…

“Pathetic.”

#maribat #bio!dad bruce wayne #amira wayne

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new-kit-on-the-block · 1 year

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I’ve seen some people say “Well, Ms. Bustier’s class has met a lot of famous people, even some of their classmates are celebrities, so the things that Lila said wouldn’t really seem like too much of a stretch.” and you know what? Fair enough.

When you take into account everything that these kids have seen and all of the celebrities that they’ve met, it’s not entirely unbelievable that Lila would’ve too.

However, even if you do get past the absurd idea that they would all believe every single thing she says. Even to the extent of believing her word over everyone else’s, including Marinette’s, who is arguably the most well meaning student in the entire class despite her own issues. That still leaves one problem:

If they really are just kind of used to it by now, to the point where they believe these things without question. Then why are they so enthralled by everything Lila says?

Yeah it’s still cool, but they’re all constantly surrounding her and hanging on to her every word as though the very concept of someone knowing this many famous people is just absolutely mind blowing to them.

Ultimately, it doesn’t really matter and I’m just getting upset over something that happened a long time ago. But I just wanted to get this off my chest.

This show is going to be the death of me.

Anyway, happy 4 year anniversary of Chameleon being released.

#honestly I don't even hate lila anymore #I'm just mad that anything interesting they could've done with her was ruined by all the bullshit they had to pull to get her to this point #lila rossi #miraculous #miraculous ladybug #ml #ml salt #lila salt #chameleon salt #ml chameleon #miraculous season 3 #ml spoilers #miraculous spoilers #miraculous season 3 spoilers #chameleon salt train #media analysis #cartoon analysis

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Scarlet Lady: Crocoduel

Directory | Ikari Gozen

“Because you dye! My! Heart! A rainbow of coloooooors!”

“WHOO!” Everyone cheered as Kitty Section's song ended. Everyone had gathered at the Liberty to listen to their friends' band group, and it had been quite amazing, as they played some of the songs they would release soon, but this one was very much unexpected.

“Wow, Rose,” Luka said as he turned off his electric guitar, “you wrote that for Juleka?”

“Heehee! Happy birthday!” Rose said to a smiling, blushing Juleka, then turned to him. “I'll sing you yours before we head out on Saturday, Luka!”

“Lookin' forward to it!” he replied as he began to take off his costume.

“Everyone still down with watching 'Rock and Monster Party Parade'?” Nino asked.

“YEAH!”

Lila split off from the group to approach Luka.

“And how old are you turning, Luka?” she asked, smiling.

Luka smirked down at her.

“One year older than the last year~” he sing-sang, causing Lila to pout.

“Smartass.”

----

As everyone began to split along the Liberty to do their thing, Marinette found Juleka and Rose on their own.

“It'll work out, Ju!” Rose exclaimed in an encouraging tone.

However, Juleka didn't seem to be convinced that it would.

“I don't know...”

“Hm? Is something wrong?” Marinette asked, worried.

“It's just...” Juleka said, sighing. “This is the first time my Dad is in Paris for our birthday and I really want to celebrate with him. But he and Maman don't know me and Luka know who he is.”

Marinette grimaced.

“Wow, I've... never heard you talk about your dad.”

“Well, he and my Mom don't get along, so...”

“... is he a cop?” Marinette asked, remembering Anarka's rather acrimonious relationship with law enforcement.

All while Rose just gave a nervous smile.

“Every year we 'mysteriously' get gifts centered around our interests,” Juleka said, remembering how she got a makeup kit when she started to be interested in the goth subculture, or the violin Luka was given when he started learning how to play one. “So I think he'd be up for meeting us if not for Maman.”

She sighed.

“I just want to thank him in person.”

“Why woun't your mom let you meet?” Marinette asked, curious.

“Let's put it this way. Between the two of them... my mom's the responsible parent.”

Marinette felt her eyes going wide.

“Oh.” What kind of person is he that Anarka is the more responsible? “Oh, I see.”

“Yeah, I'd like Dad to come too,” Luka added, “but he'll cause a scene if he just shows up at the cinema.”

“'Cause a scene'?” Marinette asked. This only added to the enigma of who their father was.

“How about a party here?” Adrien suggested. “It's private property, so people won't stop him, but not so private he can't coincidentally stop by! Only hiccup is letting your dad in on the plan.”

“Oh, that's easy,” Luka said, pulling out his phone. “I have his manager's number.”

“Oh, perfect!” Adrien exclaimed, ignorant of the mental collapse Marinette was suffering.

Who is this man?! His manager?!

----

“Ha! Your birthday's on the same day so you have to be twins!” Lila shouted, but Luka's smirk stopped her cold.

“Or we were born on the same day years apart.”

“ARGHHH!”

Juleka rolled her eyes at her brother's teasing.

Luka's having too much fun with this, she thought.

----

The next day, preparations for the birthday party were quickly underway, and everyone was helping wherever they could.

“Thanks for bringing the cake, Marinette!” Juleka said, preparing to hang the flags next to a window, as her friend placed the box with the cake on the table.

“No problem!” Marinette replied, just as someone knocked on a window. Luka opened to see who was calling –

“Jagged?” Marinette asked, surprised.

“Hey, birthday sibs! Bon Anniv'!” the rocker said, grinning at Luka, who helped him through the window. “I'm not late, am I?”

“Early, actually,” Luka corrected, while Marinette's surprised turned into confusion.

“What is Jagged Stone doing here...”

Wait.

She slowly turned to look at Juleka, who was looking away and trying (and failing) to look innocent by whistling.

Marinette felt her jaw drop at the shock.

“I was so pumped to get an official invite! From, uh, 'Anarka's' kids,” Jagged Stone said, unaware of the shock he had just induced in Marinette. “I had to get the perfect gifts!”

From a bag he had brought with him, he pulled a bass guitar, which he offered to Juleka.

“Juleka's Kitty Section's bass guitarist, right? I thought it'd be cool if I gave her my very first bass guitar!”

Juleka carefully picked up the present, tested it, and smiled at Jagged – at her father.

“Thank you.”

Jagged acted as if he had been struck straight in the heart by Juleka's cuteness.

But he quickly recovered from it, and pulled a vinyl from the same bag.

“And for Luka, this original edition LP from Crocoduo, the group I had with your mom–“

“JAGGED STONE, YOU SCALLYWAG!”

Everyone jumped in the air as Anarka Couffaine screamed, her eyes glaring at the rocker.

“A-Anarka!”

“No stow aways on my ship! Disembark right now!” the twins' mother shouted as she walked up to the group.

“H–How'd you know I was here?! I was so sneaky!” Jagged declared, shocked.

“Your tour bus is parked on the dock, you one-hit wonder!”

----

On the dock, the class approached Jagged Stone's tour bus, stunned – mostly because all of them could easily recognize it.

“Whoa...” they all said, as Penny Rolling greeted everyone.

“Hey.”

----

Inside the Liberty, things were a lot more tense.

“You have some nerve gifting the album that split us up!” Anarka shouted, marching up to Jagged Stone.

“'Split us up?!' You mean the album that gave me my life back after you left me!” Jagged replied, brandishing the vinyl disc as if it were a weapon, only for Anarka to grab the other side and pull.

“You're the one who left me!” she said.

“No, you!” he replied.

None of them aware of the black butterfly flitting its way down until it touched the disc – which turned black.

“A-AKUMA! AH, SHIT!” Marinette shouted as the disc cracked and both Anarka and Jagged showed the signs of Akumatization.

Juleka and Luka sighed.

“Happy birthday to us.”

----

Hawkmoth was stunned.

It was the first time he had a two-for-one deal.

And both of them were people he had Akumatized in the past.

There was only one thing he could say.

“What? You two again?”

----

Captain Hardrock and Guitar Villain quickly took to the skies, facing each other.

“Ye selfish sea dog, ye sailed off on yer own cruise leaving two matey's behind!” the pirate-themed Akuma shouted.

“You're the one who destroyed our duet and played on without me!” the dragon-riding Akuma shouted back.

“Aw, man, you can get Akumatized again?!” Alix complained.

“Even after Scarlet Lady purifies the butterfly?” Ivan asked, remembering how he got Akumatized twice from the same butterfly.

“Well, that one florist gets Akumatized a lot–” Rose reminded her friend.

“BOOOOO!” Nino yelled, ignoring how his best friend was slowly sneaking away.

Elsewhere in the dock, Marinette was doing the same, while Juleka and Luka watched their parents duking it out in the skies of Paris.

“So much for keeping things a secret,” Luka lamented.

----

“GET BACK HERE, YOU BILGE RAT!”

“TRY AND CATCH ME!”

“Chloé! Akuma!” Tikki exclaimed, but when she turned, she saw Chloé was deliberately looking away.

“So it is.”

“Time to goooo,” Tikki tried to push her.

“Oh, what's the point?!” Chloé complained. “It's not like I can fly up there! Even though I'm a Ladybug hero!”

She turned to Tikki.

“Make me able to fly!”

“No~”

----

As the two Akumas fought, Chat Noir and Marigold managed to reach out to them and attempted to make them stand down.

“I'm the only one who gets to slay that villain, alley cat!”

Unfortunately, the Akumas were so fixated in their fight that they didn't like the interference, and one of Captain Hardrock's cannonballs struck Chat Noir before he could knock Guitar Villain out.

“WAH–!” he shouted as he fell off the dragon.

“I'm the one who gets to sink that ship, you wasp!”

While Guitar Villain hit Marigold with his guitar before she could inutilize one of the ship's engines – causing her to fall off as well.

“AHHH!”

Fortunately, both heroes reached a safe place, but the two Akumas were too high to reach.

“C'mon, Guitar Villain! We've got a duel to finish!”

“You heroes just wait there!”

Marigold and Chat Noir huffed, trying to work out how to stop them, while Scarlet Lady finally arrived.

“Ha! You totally got ignored! Losers!” the so-called heroine exclaimed.

“We're ignoring you too,” Guitar Villain reminded her, causing the heroes to give a knowing look at their 'partner'.

“HEY!”

The Akumas flew away, intent on continuing their fight, while Scarlet Lady angrily pointed at them.

“No fair! We don't have wings or a flying ship!”

Marigold snapped her fingers and turned to Chat Noir.

“Hey, that's right! What about the space potion?”

Chat Noir smiled.

“You're right! Let me just...”

He started to pat his pockets, but then he realized they were not as full as they should have been.

And he turned to Marigold.

“I... I forgot them at home.”

“M–Me too.”

“Pathetic.”

The heroes tried to come up with a plan to deal with the lack of materials, when they saw the twins shouting at their Akumatized parents.

“Do you have to attack each other?!” Juleka screamed, clearly upset.

“Stop pulling others into your drama!” Luka called them out.

The two heroes quickly realized they had had the same idea, and nodded at each other.

“I think this 2-for-1 special calls for a 2-for-1 special, Goldie!” Chat Noir said with a wink, which the Bee Heroine returned.

“Ooo, I think something nice and loud would suit just fine!” she replied, and Chat Noir extended his baton.

“You got it!” he shouted as he jumped away with his weapon.

“Where's he going?” Scarlet Lady asked. “Did he realize he's useless?”

“Nevermind that,” Marigold replied, grabbing her arm. “You and I are gonna protect civilians until he gets back.”

“NOOOOOO!” Scarlet Lady uselessly (as most of her efforts) yelled, unable to free herself from Marigold's iron grip, while Juleka turned to her brother.

“Maybe we should pitch in and help.”

----

“Master Fu!” Adrien said as he entered the old man's house, which was shaking from the sounds of battle. “There's–”

“Two Akumas? I noticed,” Master Fu replied, already opening the gramophone so Adrien could choose a Miraculous. Much to his surprise, he picked the Snake Bracelet and another one. “This is getting risky, Adrien. Five heroes?”

“Well, I only need one Miraculous if you have some space potion lying around,” Adrien replied, making Fu raise an eyebrow.

“And what happened to the one I gave you?” he asked, amused.

“Uh! Well! You can't expect me to carry weird colored cheese with me all the time, can you?” he excused himself, only for Plagg to spring up from behind his shoulder.

“You could if you weren't a COWARD!”

----

While Chat Noir made his way back to his partner, things were getting heated up in the sky, as the Akumas traded accusations, while, below them, Alya, Mylène, and Lila observed.

“You only ever cared about your music! That's why you dumped me when you started climbing the charts!” Captain Hardrock shouted, pointing at Guitar Villain with her large cutlass.

“Whoa,” Alya said with a grimace.

“Omigod the tea,” Lila added.

“Have you caught sea madness?! You dumped me! And didn't even tell me you were pregnant, and blocked me from my own kids!”

“WHAT?!” Alya shouted, feeling like her glasses were breaking apart from the shock, as Mylène looked on, stunned.

“Ohohomighod the tea!” Lila exclaimed.

----

Luckily, Chat Noir arrived soon, and the first thing he did was to walk up to his partner and kiss her hand.

“Welcome back to the party,” Marigold graciously said.

“Please, I am the party,” Chat Noir replied, discreetly passing her the new Miraculous he had picked.

“Did you remember to bring a gift?” she asked, grabbing the richly decorated wooden box.

“Only the best for my honeybee,” he said, smiling at her, before picking Luka up. “C'mon, Luka. Let's go recite our scales.”

Luka looked at Chat Noir with a surprised face.

Meanwhile, Marigold was tossing her top to hook it to a nearby roof and grabbed the other Couffaine sibling, who was shocked.

“Let's go, Juleka.”

“Wuh–HEY!”

Both heroes flew away towards nearby roofs... leaving their 'partner' behind.

“What about me?!” she complained.

(Nobody cared)

----

As soon as they were in a secluded place, Marigold pulled the box Chat Noir had brought her and offered it to Juleka.

“Juleka Couffaine, this is the Tiger Miraculous, which grants the power of Exaltation. You will use it for the greater good,” she said.

“M–Me?” Juleka stumbled. “But I'm not–”

“After helping with Captain Hardrock and Silencer you still don't think you're a hero?” Marigold asked with a smile, making Juleka blush.

“You remembered...” the girl said. It was enough for her to accept opening the box, revealing a panjas bracelet – and a light that flew around her before transforming into a small creature that –

“ROOOAR!”

“Wah–!” Juleka yelled, jumping back from the shock and falling to the ground. The small creature flew closer to her.

“C'mon, let's wreak havoc!” the Tiger Kwami said, grinning.

“O–Okay...” Juleka mumbled, still in shock from the sudden appearance.

“Huh?” the kwami continued, leaning his head. “You say something? Louder!”

“Okay,” Juleka replied in a normal tone.

“LOUDER!”

“OKAAAAAY!” Juleka finally shouted, making the Kwami fly back.

“WHOOOOOAH! Nice and loud! Perfect!” she said, smiling. “My power won't work if you don't feel it!”

Juleka nodded, putting on the bracelet on her right hand.

“Next, just say, 'Roarr–'”

----

“STRIPES ON!”

----

“Alright, ready when you are,” Viperion said, his transformation complete, as Chat Noir looked on, slightly worried.

“You're okay going against your parents?” Chat Noir asked, but Viperion shrugged.

“Going against authority is the Couffaine way,” he replied. “Even your parents.”

Chat Noir nodded – it was an idea that really spoke to his own soul.

“That's such a good way,” he agreed.

----

“Chat Noir!” Marigold said, as she and her new partner landed next to him, Viperion, and Scarlet Lady.

“Ah, the gang's all here!” the Cat Hero happily exclaimed, while Scarlet looked on with disgust.

“Gross, you got another cat?”

“The name is Purple Tigress,” the new heroine replied, while Marigold turned to her oldest partner.

“Chaton, I need you to throw us as high as you can!”

“Sure thing!” he replied, extending his baton as far as he could and telling the two girls to stand at the other end of it. “Me and Viperion will keep protecting citizens!”

“Ew!” Scarlet Lady said, running after Marigold and Purple Tigress. “Then I'm coming with–”

Too late, as Chat Noir pulled with all his strength and sent the Bee and Tiger Heroines flying – while whacking Scarlet Lady in the face.

“AH!”

Chat Noir grinned before walking to continue the work of helping innocent people.

----

The Akumas were so absorbed into their fight that, while trying to stop them was hard, stealing their Akumatized objects was another matter entirely.

“Ahoy, Captain Hardrock!” Marigold cheekily greeted her as she grabbed one half while dodging her slashes. “Yoink!”

“HEY!”

“Time to turn down the volume!” Purple Tigress said as she spun around Guitar Villain, who couldn't make heads nor tails of the new heroine as she grabbed the second half of the disc.

“OI!”

“You're ruining the music!”

The duo quickly jumped to the end of the flying ship and –

“HA!”

“HNGH!”

– snapped both halves of the disc over their knees!

But... nothing happened.

“... where's the Akuma?” the heroines asked themselves.

----

Chat Noir saw that both heroines were holding onto the end of his baton and contracted it.

“Aaaand they're back,” he announced, but when they returned it was obvious something had gone wrong. “It didn't work?”

“No!” Marigold shouted, observing the disc pieces and trying to find some clue in them. “I don't get it!”

“Me either,” Purple Tigress admitted.

“I saw the Akuma go in before it was broken–” both Viperion and Purple Tigress said at the same time, and they gave each other a glare.

“I got it!” Marigold interrupted. “We put them together and then break it!”

She grabbed Scarlet Lady's hand.

“Hurry, use your Lucky Charm!”

“Don't boss me around,” the Ladybug 'heroine' said, but still she created the magical object they needed to solve the problem.

“Purple Tigress, use your power to keep them at bay!” Chat Noir said, but the Tiger Heroine was doubtful.

“W-What if I miss, or, I can't pull it off?!” she asked, scared of failure. “Roarr said I had to 'feel it'!”

“Hey,” Viperion gently said. “Second Chance.”

Purple Tigress looked at him in shock.

“Now no matter how many times you need, I'll make sure you get your shot,” he said, smiling. “But I bet you'll only need one chance.”

Purple Tigress smiled back at him, and, encouraged by his support, turned towards the dueling Akumas.

“You two are always so damn loud. No one can get a word in edgewise!” she growled as her right fist shone in purple, swirling energy – and jumped. “How is anyone supposed to settle things when you won't listen?! It's time for you two to SHUT THE HELL UP!”

She reached the flying ship, still engaged in fight with the dragon, and her clenched fist struck the former.

“CLOUT!”

The energy collided with the ship, and the explosion of energy suddenly sent both Akumas flying arse over teakettle... much to the shock of Chat Noir and Viperion, who watched the entire thing with wide open eyes and an inability to look away.

“Ready, Chat Noir!” Marigold happily declared after using the Lucky Charm – a roll of adhesive tape – to put the disc back together.

“C–Cataclysm,” Chat Noir said without looking away from the Clout explosion.

----

Once everything was fixed up, Marigold took Purple Tigress aside, and she returned to her civilian identity of Juleka Couffaine, who carefully took the bracelet and put it back into its box.

“Thanks for trusting me, Marigold,” she said, giving the box back to the Bee Heroine.

“Whoo! That was awesome!” Roarr said, floating and smiling at her temporary wielder. “It's been a while since I've felt this refreshed! Feels good to let it out, right?”

“Yeah, it does!” Juleka exclaimed, before she remembered the other thing that had happened earlier, and turned to Marigold. “... um... you should know... I figured out Viperion's identity. And he probably knows mine.”

“Oh...” Marigold replied, before she started to get covered in a cold sweat. “I–It's fine. Probably.”

“Are you sure?” Juleka asked. “You don't look fine.”

“Nah, it's probably cool.”

----

Unfortunately, while they may have been deakumatized, it hadn't brought peace, because Anarka and Jagged had resumed their argument from earlier.

“You shipwrecker! This was your fault!” Anarka screamed.

“You're the one off-key!” Jagged screamed back.

“Oh my god, SHUT UP!” Juleka interrupted, fed up with the shouting. “No one cares who's fault it is, so drop it and at least be civil!”

Both adults pulled back and looked chagrined in the face of the girl's wrath, and Anarka pointed at a suddenly shy Jagged Stone.

“J–Juleka, there's something you don't know about this ship rat–”

“What, that he's my dad?” Juleka asked with a deadpan face.

“You knew?!” the adults shouted at the same time.

“I've always known,” Juleka replied, crossing her arms, while her friends reacted in different ways, from Rose's smile to Alix sticking her tongue. “And now so does all of Paris.”

After a few seconds of silence, the adults turned back to each other.

“This isn't something we can be civil about!” Jagged shouted. “Bob gave me your letter! It said you wanted nothing to do with me! It didn't even mention the kids!”

“Have you swallowed sea water?!” Anarka accused. “Bob gave me your letter and it said you wanted nothing to do with me! Right after I told Bob I was pregnant–”

As they listened to what the other was saying, Anarka and Jagged realized something that was missing.

The neuron they needed to realize what had really happened that day, sixteen years before.

Their growing fury turned so incandescent, that Jagged Stone and Anarka Couffaine looked like they were about to fire a Kamehameha at something – or someone.

“BOB!”

----

In one of the many streets that populated the fair city of Paris, a certain music producer (who, in his free time, also was a walking excrement) called Bob Roth felt a shiver running down his back, as if someone had stepped over his (shallow) tomb.

“Why do I feel a sudden chill...?” he asked himself.

Not having any pattern recognition, he didn't give it the importance it required.

----

Anarka and Jagged's brief foray into Saiyanism ended, and both of them collapsed into the Liberty's deck, as they realized what they could have avoided if they hadn't trusted the wrong person.

“I feel so dumb...” Anarka mumbled.

“All this time...” Jagged mumbled.

“This day has been so weird,” Alya declared, and everyone else nodded.

“Alright, everyone!” Penny said, clapping her hands and catching everyone's attention. “Let's not forget, we're here to celebrate! Let's get back to it!”

Everyone cheered in agreement, and Anarka and Jagged were shaken off their brooding: standing up, they hugged each other.

“I'm sorry, Nanarky,” Jagged said.

“I'm sorry too, you old pirate,” Anarka gently replied.

“Let's figure this out later,” Jagged added, before looking at his ever-faithful assistant. “Penny.”

“Already on it,” she said with a grin that wouldn't have been out of place in a sea predator or in a law firm.

----

Jagged offered to play with his children and their group for the party, and they all agreed: playing with Jagged Stone, famous rock and roll star, AND father of about half the group? No one was crazy enough to pass on the opportunity!

“I know I have a lot of time to make up for...” Jagged said as they adjusted their strings, “but I'm gonna do my best to play to your tunes.”

“I know it'll be a beautiful duet, Dad,” Luka said, hugging his father.

“You're speaking my language,” Jagged replied, and Luka let him go so Juleka could glomp him.

“I love you, Papa,” Juleka added.

“You rock my world, too.”

“Please don't get back with Maman.”

“Pretty sure that ship has sailed,” Jagged sentenced.

----

The party was now in full swing. With Kitty Section having done its part, now it was time for DJ Nino to put on some of his music, and everyone was now cheering in unison to the new tunes.

That was when Lila corralled Luka.

“A-HA!” she shouted, and Luka turned to look at her, as she gave a knowing grin. “If Jagged Stone is both you and Juleka's dad, then you have to be twins!”

Luka looked back at her, and shrugged.

“Guess you got me,” he admitted, and Lila smirked.

“Ha! Yes! I win!” she said, walking away. “Nothing gets past me!”

Except the smirk Luka was now bearing, and which she missed because she wasn't looking.

You still haven't figured out my age, though, he thought as he tried to contain his laughter.

----

In one of the most expensive and famous restaurants of Paris, the aforementioned music producer-slash-walking excrement was sitting down at a table, ready to partake in a delicious lunch.

“Enjoy your meal, M. Roth,” the elégant waitress said, and walked to her waiting place while Bob opened his Loco laptop in order to check his business.

Sadly for him, he was doing this as he drank from a glass of Perrier water, and the moment he saw the latest email he had received, he spewed most of what he had drunk and began to choke on the rest.

“M. Roth?!” the worried waitress asked, while in the screen of the laptop glared three large lines that spelled doom for the producer.

Notice of Termination

Penny Rolling

You're fired, Bob.

----

Robostus

@zoe-oneesama How far can Clout fire Bob Roth? Answer: Not far enough.

Apologies for taking so long in writing this chapter! It's been quite the month, between work, personal projects, real life issues... I never found the time nor the boost I needed to get back into writing this novelization! But, between the one-shot I wrote (only if (a) you are a RWBY fan and (b) at least 18 years old) and a request from @sassy-but-sweet-purrrincess29, I got back into the saddle!

I hope to be able to finish Season 4 before the end of year, and continue with a similar tempo as earlier. Please, bear with me (also, we've got the events at the end of Style Queen, and I really want to write that scene!).

With this chapter, we've reached 477 pages, 191,219 words, 1,030,945 characters!

See you soon!

#scarlet lady the novel #fanfiction #milarqui #long post #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #marigold #chat noir #scarlet lady is better than canon #luka couffaine #viperion #juleka couffaine #purple tigress #crocoduel

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diamaker-moon · 1 year

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Moving Forward — Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

Face it, Césaire

Despite disagreeing with her judgement of carrying it all alone, Félix knew he couldn't just interfere with her work, and will respect her wishes of working on it alone, even if he somehow dislike it. He also knew that when the time comes that Marinette needs help with anything, he can imagine himself suddenly putting down everything in a second and rushing to her as fast as his legs could.

Maybe it might not be for saving Paris, but just to see her smile at him knowing he'll be there to help.

— previous chapter... —

"That's enough Chloé! You're being a real bitch right now!" Alya shouted at the top of her lungs.

"I've always been a bitch, and you're not changing it now." Chloé rebutted.

Alya is already on edge about what's happening. Everything was collapsing around her, suddenly everyone is fighting her for Marinette. For Marinette!

"Why are all of you suddenly like this?! Suddenly ganging up on Lila? That's so low for all of you!" Alya screamed.

Alya couldn't understand why every student in the class is suddenly becoming hostile to her new best friend. She never understood why it is Lila's fault that suddenly the bully, Marinette, is gone. She was the one to blame, she tried to bully a student who did nothing but befriend her. They should've been celebrating. They should be happy that they got the bully to leave! But here they are fighting over the said bully.

"Als... Maybe it's time for you to listen." Nino said, coldly.

She flinched at the sudden tone of her boyfriend. Nino hadn't spoken to her like that ever, not even when he was angry for her being so careless. She knew Nino as a caring person, so she couldn't comprehend that the person in front of her is the same one.

Chloé stepped much closer to Alya, to the point where she was standing right in front of her.

"Listen very carefully. Marinette knew from the very beginning. I could see it on her face. The moment she heard you speak so proudly about your stupid interview with that liar, I could see from afar how she doesn't believe it." Chloé started.

"If anything, Ladybug's best friend should be Marinette. I mean, isn't she the one who asked the heroine for an interview just for you?" Sabrina questioned.

Alya blushed hard. She knows that she still owes the ravenette for the very first interview up close with the heroine for her blog.

"Later on, I understood why. Jagged Stone's cat? Really? You all call yourselves his fan when you know that he doesn't have a fur pet but a reptile pet. And an airline allowing a mere teenager to enter the hangar with absolutely no supervision from any airport personnel just to save a cat?" Chloé continued with a mocking look on her face.

"And don't you hear how ridiculous it is for a grown-ass man, to write a song for a teenager? What you wanna call him a p*dophile now?" The blonde said.

Alya was dumbfounded. While others looked away after hearing it clearly. As if a hidden veil was suddenly lifted from their brains, allowing them to see reason.

"Let's add more injury to the wound, who in their right mind would accept the reason of 'catching a tissue that could gouge out an eye' when the said person that was 'supposedly hit by a ball of tissue' is wearing glasses." Sabrina added gleefully with a hidden tone of mockery.

Chloé sarcastically covers her mouth, "Wow, who knew a ball of tissue could cause such a fatal injury? Oh, what a disaster! Help!" She said with dramatic flair.

If anyone aside from the class could see around them, they will see Alya was flushed red, maybe even darker than Ladybug's new costume. She knows about the sarcastic replies and tones she was receiving from the two.

Lila was seething on the inside. All she knows that everything is getting out of hand, but she couldn't leave the room, as Kim had blocked the exit and is staring blankly at her.

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"So when do you plan to execute this plan of yours?"

"Hmm... Who knows, I need more before pursuing it, or else it might backfire all on me."

With a cold hard gaze, people could wonder what happened to the person that they could make such a gaze.

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"It's revolting to know that even an adult is willing to help her lies." Chloé sneered.

The blonde looked around before continuing, "Did you all know that Bustier and Damocles believed this little snake's lies about a certain 'Lying Disease'? Guess not."

Then Chloé's eyes moved towards a certain pair of green eyes. "And that somebody had the gall to cover up the lies and continue to act as your friend. Wow, what a coward."

By that statement, everyone knew she was talking about the nervous Adrien Agreste who suddenly had everyone's attention.

"Chloé, please. Marinette tried to warn all of you, but you didn't listen to her and then left her, I didn't want that to happen. It's the first time I made friends, I just didn't want to lose it..." Adrien pleaded.

"That. I hate you for that." Chloé said.

The boy was confused.

"You think everything is about you. You didn't care if Marinette was being bullied or being left by her so-called friends, all that mattered to you is that it doesn't happen to you. And your first time making a friend? What am I chopped liver?" She said.

"Chloé you don't understand... We were friends because our parents were acquainted with each other." He said.

The blonde girl shook her head, "You're wrong. I didn't like you at first, I could see how you slightly manipulate everything around you. That you had to make it all about you."

Adrien was hurt when he heard it.

"It's kind of true. When Marinette planned a party for getting rid of Chloé, I saw you talked to her and saw how her mood deflated." Juleka spoke loudly enough.

"I thought between the two of us, I was the rotten one. But no, it's you. And what's worse, you're not only rotten but you're like a wolf hiding in sheep's clothing. That's why Marinette left." Chloé said harshly making everyone flinch at her tone.

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The day passed by in a blur. Alya was walking home, alone, as Nino chose to excuse himself for the reason of having some space.

Alya was confused as to why she was being a target of such hostility when all she did is defend a harmless exchange student from a hidden bully.

The pained look in Nino's eyes hurts her as if it was telling her that Alya personally hurt him. And she didn't like that feeling.

As she walks slowly, she gradually points at the reason for what's happening around her. Marinette.

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