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#adrien you are so real

what-am-i-doing-in-this-fandom · 21 days

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obsessed with the oblivious chat noir art because adrien agreste is one of the most recognizable faces in paris and so by chat claiming he's never seen anyone blonde with green eyes ladybug is probably just like "is he *not* from within the city does he come here every day for patrols?"

Shdjsjsjjsk Absolutely- if Ladybug thinks about it for like an extra five seconds, she'd immediately be over-thinking everything about Chat Noir and his living situation!! She would definitely assume he just doesn't live around there 😭

Actually someone reblogged that post and said colorblind Adrien real, and I honestly like that possibility a lot too! I think that even if he wasn't colorblind, Ladybug would definitely be the one to question if he was after his response.

Ladybug: "If Chat Noir has blond hair and green eyes, but he's never seen someone like that.... Does he not know the he has blond hair and green eyes?? Colorblind chat noir??" Like, oh sweetie. You're connecting all the wrong dots again

#thank you for the ask!!!#i'm so glad you liked my art enough to send one!!#second ask ever X3 so exciting #cole's talking #miraculous ladybug #chat noir #ml chat noir #ladybug #ml ladybug #colorblind adrien REAL #oblivious adrien agreste #honestly?#oblivious marinette dupain-cheng #too

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mostmagical · 7 months

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@zodoods inspired

Prompt: candles

Marinette nearly tripped over the box in front of her apartment door. She sighed as she read over the label, picking the package up as she unlocked the door.

“Adrien!” she called.

“Welcome home, my lady!” Her husband quickly appeared, looking like he’d be wagging his tail if he had one.

“Did you order more candles?”

His demeanor cooled. “I– Maybe.”

“Adrien.”

“Okay, yes!” he admitted. “But it’s almost your birthday and I had a big plan and–”

Marinette shook her head fondly, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“What am I going to do with you?”

#also if you're not following zodoods what are you doing?? go follow zodoods #zo is so funny and talented #hundred word drabbles #adrinette #miraculous #my writing #i threw this together real quick but NOW i need to figure out how to write a pyramid scheme adrien

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eternally--mortal · 2 years

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I am in glorious pain once again from @buggachat and Bakery Enemies, so Imma post one more sketch because I can’t stand to sit in this feeling for a whole 24 hours.

Here’s a continuation of my first panel from yesterday’s post:

#bakery enemies au #mlb #adrien agreste #marinette dupen chang #buggachat #I love you #and your comic #but I am in so much agony #please #there has to be something you can do #for these two idiots #marinette doesn’t have hands because I didn’t want to draw hands #if you want hands then go look at the real comic #by buggachat

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yolowritter · 1 day

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A Case of Ladybug Luck Chapter 4

Hello there everyone, and welcome back to Hell! Holy Nooroo it's been so long since I posted abt this AU. Mostly because I'm busy actually writing it and 300k words are apparently nowhere near enough to finish what I started a year ago! Anyway, I'm just going to do a speedrun of posting these early chapters because I want to get to the good stuff already! Believe me, it's worth! So, from now on I won't have a note at the beggining of this, just the snippet and chapter link, kay? Cool! Asks are open btw if anyone wants to chat about ACOLL! Enjoy my suffering!

Nathalie was curled up on the couch, definitely asleep. She looked pale, the same way Marinette would pale when she was worried about him. Like she’d literally been worried sick. His father was sitting in an armchair beside her, reading a book. Gabriel didn’t notice his approach. One of them had wheeled out a TV from the guest rooms down the hall, and it was tuned in on…the news? TVI, it looked like, and they were on an add break. Adrien took a deep breath to steady himself, to throw the image of his seething father almost breaking the dinner table with his fist, right out of his mind.

Gabriel glanced at the screen, stared at the advertisement, something about a new hair product, and went back to his book. It had a full black cover, Adrien noted as he approached. Gabriel heard his footsteps, used a bookmark to not lose the page he was on, and shut the book, placing it next to him on the chair. For a moment, Adrien saw the title. “The Illusion of Living.” Wow. Macabre, much?

“G-good morning father.”, Adrien tried as a greeting. This…was weird. He wasn’t used to seeing his father relax…or at all, to be honest. He looked uninterested, indifferent. Gabriel glanced at the TV, saw the news hadn’t come on yet, and turned to face his son.

“Ah, Adrien. Did you sleep well?”, he asked, seeming genuinely curious. Oddly, Adrien noticed his father wasn’t wearing his tie clip. The empty white spot where it should be drew his eye, but Adrien reigned himself in and nodded an affirmative.

“Yes. But…father, I don’t mean to disrespect you but…don’t I have a photoshoot today? Two hours ago?”, he asked, hesitant.

Gabriel’s expression shifted from his calm. Like a porcelain mask, the façade cracked, and for a single second Adrien thought he saw guilt and sadness in his father’s eyes. He looked so…forlorn. Defeated, even. Guilty.

He nodded, seeing that his father wasn’t going to say anything else. Adrien glanced at Nathalie, concerned. His father’s assistant, always a stern but constant presence…looked so frail. She looked like mom- like she desperately needed the rest. Gabriel sighed when he caught him staring.

“Nathalie is fine, son. She’s just tired. We had an…interesting morning.” A morning that nearly cost Gabriel his sanity, and some pocket change to top things off. Some 50.000 thousand euros to ensure the silence of the hospital staff and discharge him as soon as he was stable. He was fine, really. The problem wasn’t physical. Dizziness overcame him, suddenly. Emilie had said the same thing, once.

Adrien nodded again, not knowing what else to do. “I…Am I free for the day, then?”, he asked his father.

Gabriel didn’t even pretend to consider it. “Yes, free for the week. I’ve cancelled all your lessons and photoshoots. You’re…welcome to stay home, if you’d like. I’ve delegated my own duties for today, so if you require anything…please come talk to me.”, he said, sounding like the words struggled to leave his mouth.

“Adrien, remember. You are my son. I am your father. It’s my responsibility to make sure you are well. I will be there when you need me.”, Gabriel tried, testing the words. They sounded…right, this time. An odd sense of numbness washed over him again, and he turned back to the television. “You should go to your room, sleep some more. It’s been a long week for you, I’m sure.”, he added as an afterthought, his tone monotonous and dry. Almost robotic.

“…Right. I- I’ll go and lay down, then. Good morning, father.”

Gabriel blinked, as if the time was news to him. Right, the night was over. It was a new day, now. He didn’t feel like it. He barely felt like anything at all. “Of course, son. Now go.”, he insisted, eyes glued to the final, fading advertisement, before the screen switched to Nadja Chamack. Adrien obeyed and began to ascend the stairs again, and Gabriel unmuted the broadcast.

“Welcome back, Paris. As I said before, there have been no further news on the case. Poor weather conditions lasted all throughout the night, and police have had no luck finding any trace of…”

Adrien stopped in his tracks, midway up the staircase. He breathed deeply. “Father…did something happen?”, he asked hesitantly. Something had to have happened. This…couldn’t all be because of Lila, could it?

Gabriel’s eyes seemed to glance back at him, even though his head didn’t move an inch.

“We’re standing by for news on any new developments, and are hoping for the best. Please wait for more information.”

“Not to me. I’m fine.”, he said coldly, the air of indifference returning to his tone.

Adrien hoped it wouldn’t be followed by another outburst. He hung his head, and obeyed his father’s order, going back to his room. Maybe he could mess around with his piano? Last they’d met, Luka had given him some inspiration for a song. Hadn’t he said something about…masks? Adrien would have to text him, see if he remembered.

Plagg was there when Adrien opened the door, hovering over his unlocked phone. He looked…sad. Making a face of realization the same way Adrien would do when he could guess that more photoshoots would be added to his schedule. Like an inevitability had just come true. The kwami spun to face him when he came in, but Plagg’s face betrayed nothing of what Adrien had just seen.

“Hey kit! Morning! Wow, good thing your pops let us sleep in today huh? Say, I’m full of energy! How about we go for a run, huh? Get your muscles going?”, Plagg said, looking frantic and desperately pretending to be happy and excited. Adrien knew a thing or two about playing pretend.

Plagg never lied to him. Not unless something was very wrong, not after the Sandman incident. He’d promised. Plagg hadn’t lied to him since. Adrien let the worry he felt for Plagg show on his face. Words weren’t needed between them sometimes, and he didn’t think he should say what he could show. Plagg tried to keep his smile up. Adrien saw him strain himself, the widening of his eyes to look restless, the same expression he’d make when he got bored of flying around his room.

Adrien stared at him. Plagg stared back, a pleading look to please pretend he was oblivious, go along with it. After a moment, the Kwami faltered, and his mask broke.

“K-kid.”, he tried to speak, voice cracking as if his throat had been hit by a Cataclysm. “Do me a favor.”, Plagg begged him. Adrien had already opened his mouth to agree when his phone rang. “Don’t answer that. Please.”, Plagg insisted.

Adrien checked the caller ID. It was Nino. He shot Plagg a look. The cell rang again. Adrien ignored it to swipe down on the screen and check his notifications. 37 missed calls from Nino. 2096 unread messages. Half of those from Alya. What the fuck? The ringing seemed to get louder. Plagg’s whiskers dropped, his face fell.

Adrien reached out a hand to pet him, to offer comfort for whatever was wrong, but Plagg retracted. “Kit…I’m so sorry.”, he offered meekly, and flew up to his spot, curling up in a ball. Adrien thought he heard him sobbing. He picked up the phone, worried and confused. Why was his father acting like that? Why was Plagg acting like that?

Nino’s voice sounded horrible. Like he’d been crying. “A-Adrien?”, he asked, stuttering in near disbelief. “Thank fuck, are you okay? No, sorry, stupid question. How are you…holding up, dude?”

Okay, now Adrien knew something was very, very wrong. He tried to mask his fears with confusion. “Nino? What happened? I just woke up, are you okay?”, Adrien asked with genuine concern, trying not to panic. He’d kept himself together while fighting supervillains, he could get through one conversation without letting his worries eat him up.

Nino sobbed on the other end. Went silent. Adrien heard Alya’s voice, just barely, as if they’d moved the phone away from them.

“Nino…do we tell him?”, she asked, sounding frightened.

Nino failed to hold back a sob. “Babe…we have to.”

Nino moved the phone closer. “Uh…dude. You might want to check the news…”, he said awkwardly. Adrien was downright panicked now. He didn’t respond to Nino, he rushed back downstairs to his father, to the broadcast. What was happening? Why were his friends walking on eggshells around him? Had he done something? Did Lila do something?

“Please hold on, we’ve just received a statement from Officer Raincomprix. Stand by for-”

Gabriel had the book in his lap, reading calmly. Miss Chamack’s voice didn’t seem to bother him. She paused mid-sentence, and moved off screen.

She came back into frame, looking like she was about to cry. Her professionalism was in shambles, Adrien saw the way her face twitched with silent tears, holding back the urge to sob.

“I- I regret to inform everyone that we’ve received official word from the Parisian Police Department. Marinette Dupain Cheng has been confirmed dead. It was ruled a suicide.”

#miraculous ladybug #ao3 fanfic #a case of ladybug luck #marinette dupain cheng #it's peak angst #a *lot* of angst #adrien agreste #gabriel agreste #marinette f*cking died #for real this time #i swear #once again i cringe at my old chapters #i've gotten so much better #i swear on Nooroo himself #mental unhealth #when is it not #adrien agreste needs a hug #he gets it from the local terrorist #hope you enjoy

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feather-of-argos · 2 years

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My favourite thing about @wackus-bonkus-maximus' odnlb Marinette is that she was introduced as her typical soft spoken ditzy persona that would probably have a panic attack if an automatic toilet flushed too suddenly but she’s also the most capable murderer in the entire story.

Similtaneously, Adrien if-I-can't-be-free-than-I-will-die-trying Agreste, is this soft cinnamon roll who thinks being inches closer to death is the biggest 'fuck you' to the universe. Boy knows he needs therapy, but not as much as the sad girl crying drunkingly into his £2,780 Givenchy sweater.

Then we have our work efficient Kagami who, in typical fashion, is the one doing the hot pursuing by eye-fucking her long time co-worker at meetings and making him her "problem".

Paralleling Felix, whose introduction makes him seem like a cold, selfish, political juggernaut but who would spontaneously combust if the right girl made eye contact with him over a game of chess.

Anyway, they’re dating.

#feligami #odnlb #one does not love breathing #kagami tsurugi #felix graham de vanily #felix fathom #i am very normal about them #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #adrinette #ladynoir #okay so I totally need a side-fic about luka watching Marinette being her unstable self and killing people #Could you imagine the aftermath of her destroying Felix's amok only to realise that it took out Adrien as well?#my god that's some real angst food right there #eurozone members don't come for my ass if I don't know the true value of €1

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bittersweetresilience · 4 months

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what's worse... if every time adrien calls for félix he doesn't remember the times before, or if félix has to watch adrien failing to cope day after day?

what's worse... if adrien goes back in time and tries and fails to save félix, or if he does it knowing the ending can't be changed and watches it happen just to see félix again?

what's worse... if adrien brings félix back and keeps him against his will, or if félix stays dead?

#the original concept was just félix is a ghostly companion who hangs out with adrien and hears him talk to kagami and ladybug and amélie #whom adrien forgets isn't real sometimes #adrien's just happy to spend time with his cousin until he remembers why #but i have so many ideas moonie is asleep and i can't decide what to write...#tfw you thieve your sibling's bodily autonomy to keep them alive #thus paralleling his abuser but out of love and desperation rather than hate or fear #and he hates that you did it and doesn't want to be here but loves you and knows you're hurting all the same #🌃#ghost félix au

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jabberwockprince · 11 months

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i finally watched mlb's derision episode and. okay yeah the writing in this season REALLY stepped up?? i like how it retroactively made the previous seasons slightly better with the context it gave about marinette's PTSD, like i've been dying to see what the fuck chloe did to make marinette's life so awful and now we got like a small glimpse of it ITS VERY NICE ?????? LIKE. FINALLY

i still HATE how chloe is been turned to this cartoon supervillain girl though lmfao. good on adrien and sabrina for finally seeing her true colors but like....................thats not the og chloe................... not to me...........

she did have the best line of dialogue, when adrien told her "you only think of yourself" aND SHE JUST WENT "WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO THINK ABOUT?????" SHES SO FUCKING FUNNY EVEN WHEN SHES BEING FLANDERIZED BY THE WRITERS GUYS

also shoutout to rose and mylene for roasting the shit out of chloe like. "dont be mad at [her], shes like this because her mom left her when she was little" and "SO DID MINE BUT YOU DONT SEE ME BULLYING MARINETTE"

#i love whats happening rn in the show #but this is not the real chloe to me sorry </3 #the real chloe cherished sabrina and adrien bc they were the only ppl who saw she was a real person #i wouldve liked if they kept THAT side of her and also continued trying to make her a villain #you already have lila for some fucking unapologetically evil antagonist #and gabriel is going down the corruption arc of becoming on too #why not keep chloe as a villain that you can sympathize with......................................................................#they did it for 4 seasons with gabriel's entire ouguhhh my dead wife ouughhh drama #why cant a rich blonde entitled spoiled girl have feelings sometimes #look i need an outlet to talk abt my interests #i cant talk abt anything i like with anyone bc no one gives a shit #so tumblr it is <3

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