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Miraculous Ladybug and Cat Noir; Year 1

Autumn: Frightingale

It was morning and the twins and Tikki were watching a video on Clara Laura Nightingale,

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who at the moment was singing her latest song, "Big Bang",

Marinette then fell on her back while attempting a handstand walkover, which made Bridgette chuckle.

Then Alec Cataldi came onscreen to interview her.

"And that was Clara Nightingale's hit single 'Big Bang' for us!"

Both Marinette and Bridgette sat at their desk, with Tikki flying over.

"Wow! That girl is incredible!" Tikki remarked.

"Yes she is Tikki. So much success for a soon-to-be-nineteen-year-old," Bridgette said.

"Indeed," Tikki added.

"Both Bridge and I love her! She's totally passionate about her art!" Marinette explained.

Alec then approached Clara and started interviewing her as she dialed back her dancing to take the interview more seriously while he spoke to her. "Clara, in just a few short months you've become an international sensation with your ultra-unique singing and style. Apparently from what I've heard, you even sing and dance in your sleep! Do you ever stop?"

"Never, for you see I have Akathisia and I also have Obsessive-Compulsive Rhyming Disorder which is a form of OCD, so I decided to not have either limit me, and just have them be a part of who I am, a part of my personality. So, dancing and singing are everything to me. And I'm happy to share the joy of song and dance. To the amazing people of France!" Clara happily told him.

"See that, Tikki? She's a true artist!" Marinette gushed.

"You've come to Paris to film the video for your next song, which is gonna be titled 'Miraculous' from what I've heard," Alec said.

Clara nodded before saying, "I really admire and adore both Ladybug and Cat Noir. An homage to them I've wanted to pay because they inspire me every single day!" Bridgette gasped while Marinette shrieked in delight. "She's gonna be doing a song about me- er, us! I mean — Ladybug! Oh! I'm so excited I could... faint!" she then fell backward off of her chair.

Bridgette's mind was racing. Sure, the news was that Clara Nightingale was coming to France to film a brand-new music video, but only now was there information on what it was involving! As far as either of them knew, neither Ladybug nor Cat Noir were that well known yet to even be accessible on something like Wikipedia.

"Auditions will be held at the Grand Palais Hotel, is that right? A little birdie told me that you already found your Cat Noir. Care to share the good news?" Alec proudly announced.

Clara smiled slyly, "My lips are sealed. But just wait, soon he'll be revealed. We must still cast Ladybug and extras, by the way. So come on out and audition today!" Marinette's pink phone then buzzed as soon as the video ended. She ran over, tripping onto the floor on the way, and answered it.

"Hey Marinette, did you hear that? All us girls are heading over to audition and you're coming, too! So don't go pulling one of your Marinette specials on us, okay?" Alya told Marinette.

"And miss my chance to meet Clara Nightingale in the flesh? No way! I'll meet you there!" Marinette excitedly told her friend.

"See ya!" Alya said, ending the call.

Marinette then went and grabbed her purse from her chair.

"Why are you not going to be auditioning for the role of Ladybug, Bridgette?" Tikki asked the disinterested teen.

Marinette let Tikki rest in her hands as Bridgette explained, "Because I'd never do anything that could reveal my/our secret identity, that's all." "And as for me, I'm just gonna be an extra," Marinette added.

"All right then," Tikki said as she flew up and kissed both Bridgette and Marinette on their noses. "I'm proud of you both!"

Meanwhile over at the Agreste manor, things weren't as cheerful for Adrien as they were with Bridgette and Marinette. "It will be an excellent promotion for the upcoming opening of our stores in Korea and China. You don't have a choice," Gabriel explained to his son.

Nathalie presented Adrien with a folded-up imitation Cat Noir costume, with face mask and collar-bell. Adrien gasped in alarm, But Father—"

Gabriel held up his hand while paging through exotic fashion designs on his computer of which he showed to Adrien. "I've been designing Clara's costumes since she started out. She was very pleased with my humble suggestion of using you. She's only seen you in our advertisements, but she does admire you a lot. I'm hoping you won't let us down," Gabriel explained.

"Of course not, Father," Adrien said dejectedly as he left for his limousine.

Over at the Grand Palais, auditionees for Clara Nightingale's video had gathered out front.

A stagehand was pointing to the entrance while saying, "Extras on the left; auditionees for Ladybug on the right."

As soon as Adrien entered his dressing trailer, he had put on the suit, bell, tail, and ears components of the Cat Noir costume he was given, and was then examining himself in a mirror while holding the face mask.

Plagg gasped while admiring the costume, "Great choice of fabric! And these seams! Amazing craftsmanship! And that wig!"

"There's no way I can wear this!" Adrien panicked.

"Yeah, I've always found that little bell so ridiculous! Then again, the costume is what you really wanted deep down, isn't it?" Plagg said with Adrien looking at him in confusion.

"Okay first, I could've made my suit look however I eanted? And second, no, Plagg. That's not what I meant, which is that everyone's gonna realize that I'm the real Cat Noir, voice changer or not!"

"No way! The Miraculouses magic hides not just your voice but also your face, making people blind to who truly are! It is all in the mask," Plagg explained.

Suddenly the stagehand knocked on the door, through the door, which he asked, "You ready, Mr. Agreste?"

"Aah, uh, coming! Just a sec!" Adrien anxiosly told him before then whispering worriedly to Plagg, "If they see me with this mask on, they're all gonna recognize me for sure! I don't wanna risk it!" He quickly placed the mask within a pile of folded fabric on a shelf. "I can't wear it!" Then he added, this time with resolve, "Right. Now I'm gonna try to act as lame as I possibly can. Hopefully they'll have no choice but to replace me." He then opened the door and gasped when he saw the array of people gathered in the main area.

Meanwhile, in the central area of the main room, a stage with a backdrop had been set up, and two long lines of auditionees to either side had formed in front of it, those for Ladybug on the right, those as extras on the left. Clara Nightingale was standing on the stage with her star-adorned microphone, greeting the auditionees.

"Thank you for coming, all of you! This is like a dream come true! Together we'll all dance and sing; It's going to be awesome and amazing!" She walked past Alya, Marinette, Rose, Juleka, Alix and Mylène who were standing in the extras line.

"We're gonna be in Clara Nightingale's music video! This is humongous!" Alya squeaked excitedly.

Marinette hhen followed suit, shrieking with delight, "I can't believe this is happening!"

Clara then tapped her mic to get everyone's attention, "And now, meet our rising star, Adrien as Cat Noir!"

Adrien then walked out toward the stage, awkwardly waving briefly. The extras reacted excitedly, with Marinette gasping, and Rose and Alya waving with raised arms. Adrien just smiled nervously at the line and waved some more. Marinette waved back. Adrien walked up to the front of the stage, where Nathalie was holding a tablet with Gabriel seen on it, and the stagehand stood nearby.

"The costume fits you like a glove, as I knew it would. But, where is your mask?" Gabriel asked his son.

Adrien rubbed the back of his neck, nervous about lying, "Uh, I couldn't find it anywhere."

The Stagehand then piped up, "I'll take care of it!" He then dashed off.

Then Clara turned to Adrien, as she helped him up onstage, she told him, "It's no big deal; it's okay.

We don't need the mask for tryouts anyway." Adrien breathed a sigh of relief.

Clara then turned her attention to the Ladybug auditionees "Come on!" The first few Ladybug auditionees step forward, including Officer Roger. Forty-nine audtionees later some of which were often inept while being onstage with Adrien. Of who loved Clara's skittish reactions to each, especially the fiftieth one who was a little girl spinning a Hula Hoop.

"Didn't I tell you that Adrien looks a little bit like Cat Noir?" Alya told Marinette.

"Unh, whatever! He's a thousand times more amazing than Cat Noir!" Marinette said excitedly.

More auditionees included Roger and his cringeworthy dancing, and a little girl who offered Adrien a black cat, which meowed at him in confusion. Eventually Clara saw that there were no more Ladybug auditionees, but then glanced over at the extras, and got an idea. She picked up a tray of Chouquettes from a table by the stage, and carried it over to the extras.

"You must be starving

From all this waiting!" Clara told the extras.

"Oh, look! She's coming in our direction!" Marinette excitedly squeaked.

While carrying the tray, Clara deliberately tripped herself up, tossing the tray in the air, and falling to the floor. Many of the extras gasped, and Marinette immediately got out of the line, and ran over to help Clara back to her feet while also catching the tray and moved her arm around to catch the falling Chouquettes and just before she could catch the rest, Alya gave her a panicked look, which made Marinette intentionally fail to catch the rest. She then said, "I'm sorry Ms. Nightingale!" but then Clara hugged Marinette instead of getting angry or something.

"There you are! Here's a hug,

Because you are Ladybug!" Clara announced, which made Alya and the rest of her friends gasp.

Marinette then hastily come up with an excuse ANY excuse completely anxious about the implication, "What?! I have no idea what you're talking about!" she chuckled nervously.

Clara stood herself and Marinette up, and twirled her around.

Clara then told her, "You did what Ladybug would have, just the same.

Your heart is pure, like hers. Though your accent sounds more American, why, as well as what's your name?" Marinette stammered out slipping back into her national French accent, "Uh, Ma— Marinette Dupain-Cheng, and the reason for my accent is because when I was a little girl, I would play with my dolls, putting on fashion shows like the ones I saw on TV."

Clara smiled and nodded at her before telling her, "Marinette! Say it's so!" Clara then got down on one knee, arm raised that held the Ladybug costume mask.

"Will you please play Ladybug in my video?" Both Marinette and Alya putt heir hands over their mouths in shock.

"Yes! She'd be awesome!" Mylenè piped up.

"Go Marinette! You deserve it!" Alix said with a small smile.

Marinette turned to look over at Adrien onstage, and envisioned being there with him, and sighed euphorically, before glancing down at Tikki in her purse.

Marinette then turned back to Clara, "That's so nice of you, and...I'm one of your biggest fans, but...I came here to be an extra with my friends, and I really wanna stay with them.

While Alya let out of sigh of relief, the rest of Marinette's friends gasped in shock. Clara stood up again.

"That's a pity, a shame; but I understand it's true.

That's a very cool gesture, very Ladybug of you!" Clara calmly said to Marinette and then beckoned for her to follow.

She took Marinette over and sat her in a chair by a trailer then told her, "Just sit over here for make-up, okay?

I'll ask your friends to be sent over right away!" Clara then turned and walked away. "Oh! Thank you! Thank you!" Marinette stammered in confusion. While yes, Mylène had become her friend due to Ivan telling her what had happened not to mention Alix at least giving an attempt to be friendly to make up for all the bad stuff she had done to her while being a part of Chloe's little gang. But Juleka and Rose? While yes, they can be nice to Marinette, they don't exactly consider her a friend, something that she needed to earn from them.

Tikki stuck her head out of Marinette's purse, "Good job, Marinette! You didn't give into the temptation!" She popped back inside.

Mylène came up to Marinette hugging her, saying "You're crazy!"

Alya then joined in the hug. "You turned down filming with Adrien to be with us?"

Alix joined in as well, while telling her, "You really are the best!"

Outside the hotel, a stretch limousine pulled up. Chloé stepped out, dressed in her own Ladybug costume, and sporting a Ladybug-style wig.

Chloé was now inside, walking past the line of extras, sneering at them. "Thank you all for coming. You can go home now," she coldly told them all.

"Uh, heads up; bitch alert in the immediate vicinity," Alya alerted them.

"Don't worry. Knowing Nightingale, Chloé doesn't stand a chance of being chosen," Marinette assured her.

Alya then pretended to be surprised at her best friend's gutsy attitude toward Chloè, "Wow! What's happening to you today?" She jokingly bowed to Marinette, "I have to bow before so much wisdom!"

Marinette caught on to her friend's joking nature and then jokingly said, "That's right. From now on, the name's Master Marinette Dupain-Cheng!"

Marinette and her friends laughed.

Chloé said to Clara's face, while walking up onstage, "Your 'Ladybug' has arrived! So when does the shoot begin?"

Adrien stepped in, telling his godsister, "Chloé, everyone has to audition. You know that! I also know that while you can dance, you most certainly can't carry a tune,"

Chloé began doing arm stretches, making it clear that she didn't care. "Oh yeah, that little formality. Plus, they can just autotune me." She walked to one side, then launched into a series of expert dance moves, after which the extras in line cheered wildly. "Aaah...ha ha. It's been a while. Eight years of private classes with Aurélie Dupont from the Paris Op-er-a. I know. I'm breathtaking." "Hm, impressive at a glance

However, I've already seen Flashdance.

You've definitely got enough talent for me,

But you and Cat Noir have to be a good match, you see. Also, there will be no autotuning whatsoever, I don't want a repeat of Les Miserables by Tom Hooper!" "Uh, no problem! Adrikins and I have known each other since we were little!" Chloè desperately tried convincing Clara by hugging her godbrother.

Clara let out a "Hmmm."

Mayor Bourgeois, who was just offstage stood up, and stammered out, "Uh, think about it Ms. Nightingale, the son of the world's greatest fashion designer and the daughter of the Mayor of Paris — that would be just perfect!"

Marinette growled at this, gritting her teeth.

"Is there a problem, Master Dupain-Cheng?" Alya asked still in a joking tone.

"Chloé playing Ladybug? No way! Not gonna happen!" Marinette angrily stated.

"Oh? That bothers you more than not being with Adrien in the video?" Alya asked in disbelief.

Marinette had to quickly think of something to say that would throw off the rest of her friends, "Uh, if I were Ladybug, I wouldn't want a bitch like Chloé playing me."

Clara thought for a moment, and then walked to the stage edge where Nathalie was standing, and knelt down.

"What do you think, Mr. Agreste?" Clara asked Gabriel.

Gabriel rubbed his chin before answering, "Hmmm. Artistically speaking, the young lady with pigtails would've been ideal; but it's time to start filming. We'll make do with Ms. Bourgeois."

"I trust you, Mr. Agreste," Clara said.

Chloé who was still hugging Adrien, who had been resisting her let out a, "Woo-hoo! We're both going to be in a music video, Adrikins! ...Or should I say, Adri-cat! Get it? 'Adri-cat'?" Chloé laughed.

Adrien nervously said, "Adri-cat, yeah." he chuckled likewise. "By the way Chloé, where'd you get this Ladybug costume?" "Where do you think? I decided to cosplay as her!"

Marinette clenched her fists as she stood up and quickly and angrily stated "Hey wait!... I've changed my mind! I do wanna be Ladybug!"

This outburst made Tikki gasp from in Marinette's purse. "What the hell are you doing?!" Alya asked.

Clara suddenly sprung up and bounded over Marinette like a kangaroo, "Awesome! This will be the best video yet!"

First she hugged Marinette, then she kissed her on both cheeks. "Thank you, thank you, Marinette!"

Clara turned her attention back over to a now fuming Chloé, "I'm really sorry, what's-your-name,

But you can still be an extra in the video, if you're game!" Chloé was outraged as she yelled, "What?! You want me to be a mere...extra?! Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous!" she stormed away, followed by her father.

Outside the hotel, Chloe's butler let Chloé into the limousine, and then gave her her childhood teddy bear, Mr. Cuddly, on a tray.

Chloé took Mr. Cuddly, and tossed him on the seat next to her. "Unh! Stop annoying me with that stupid dumb bear, Jean-Eudes!" She sat for a moment, then picked up Mr. Cuddly and started sucking her thumb, until she got a wonderfully awful idea and gasped before letting out a "Hmmm."

Inside a dressing trailer, Marinette had put on the Ladybug costume given to her, except for the mask, which she was holding, and she examined herself in a mirror.

"Ooh! Great choice of fabric! And these seams! Amazing craftsmanship! Almost like the real thing, don't you think?" Tikki said, admiring the costume.

"I think that if the suit were any tighter to go with skintight then her buttcrack would be showing along with her-" Bridgette told her, but was stopped by her twin who responded with, "Okay, alright, I get it, I wasn't thinking straight when I created the suit. Speaking of which, as for my thoughts on this, it's too well done! Oh wow, Tikki; I really messed up this time! If they see me with this mask on, they're all gonna recognize me for sure! There's no way! I can't wear it!"

"Bitch, please! From my experiences with you in that damn suit, your face was extremely out of focus, especially when up close! I guess it's because of some kind of Miraculous magic?"

The stagehand then knocked on door, and asked through it, "You ready, Ms. Dupain-Cheng?"

Marinette anxiously responded with "Uh, yes, I'm coming!" she quickly placed the mask within a pile of folded fabric on a shelf, and ran out to the stage, while Bridgette stayed inside playing on her black phone.

Alya then pointed. "There she is!"

Alya, her friends, and others cheered on Marinette.

Clara was clapping before saying, "Oh, spot on! And spotlight! Spotlights then switched on.

She then turned her full attention to both Marinette and Adrien. "So, you're Ladybug and Cat Noir, right? Also, no need to worry about sweating in those, they're made from a fabric that's poris, to let the skin breathe instead of being uncomfortably tight." Marinette and Adrien: Good to know that I -uh- WE won't be pouring out our own sweat when we're finished!" "Nope! Uh...uh...yeah! Aah..." they both chuckled. Adrien then leaned closer to Marinette and told her "Believe you me, wearing a costume while being soaked head-to-toe in your own sweat is absolutely disgusting! Ugh!" He shivered at the thought.

Outside, Chloé, minus her wig, was pushing her father toward the entrance, all while he was trying to tell her, "But sweetie, there's no way we can cancel the shoot now."

Chloé pulled out her phone and threatened, "I'm going to call Mom and tell her how all my dreams have been crushed!" She then feigned sorrow.

Mayor Bourgeois started stammering anxiously, then grabbed Chloé's phone and started punching in a phone number. "Let's not disturb our beloved Queen for such a little matter; right, my little Princess?"

Back inside, Clara was instructing bogh Marinette and Adrien on arm movements for dancing.

Clara was demonstrating arm moves left arm out, right arm out, both up, then down. "One, two, and three."

Marinette and Adrien, who were facing Clara, copied the moves, Marinette was lagging behind Adrien. Marinette's friends watch from just in front of the stage.

"This feels a bit like exercising, feels good!" Marinette commented. Then there came a pop with Adrien asking "Ow, did anyone hear that bone go click? It was quite painful!" He just resumed copying Clara. "What part of your body did it come from?" "My back, there's this disk that tends to slip out, the nasty little bugger, heh! One, two, three."

Clara heard Adrien's back problem then started teaching a dance move that she hoped would go easier on Adrien. "Your dance moves need to be synchronized if you can,

So you'll need to hold each other by the hand." Marinette and Adrien turned to face each other, and clasped their right hands as if shaking hands.

"Okay," Adrien chuckled as he and Marinette smiled nervously at Clara, and Marinette's friends giggled.

Clara suddenly said "Not like that. Don't be shy!"

She put Adrien's left hand in Marinette's right.

"Like lovers do. Give it a try!" Marinette and Adrien gape anxiously at their clasped hands — Adrien's left hand oddly wearing the Cat Noir ring.

Alya took out her phone and began snapping away, trying to get as many phone pictures of Marinette and Adrien, as the other girls watched. "Marinette's jaw will drop when she sees these pics!" she said when she was done.

The pictures were seen of Marinette and Adrien gaping, then smiling bashfully as they looked up away from each other.

"Oh! I can't believe how much they look like the real Ladybug and Cat Noir!" Rose said. Alya tugged at her collar before saying, "Y-yeah, how uncanny!"

"One final task:

Put on the mask," Clara said enthusiastically. Adrien nervously told her, "Uh, I didn't see it. I looked everywhere in the dressing room for it but it was..."

Marinette, simultaneously told her, while also nervous, "Uh, well, I...found the costume, but the mask was, um..."

Then both Marinette and Adrien said in unison, "...nowhere to be found!"

Clara started to laugh, prompting Marinette and Adrien to laugh, then Marinette's friends as well.

As Marinette and Adrien were viewed on the phone fidgeting awkwardly, still holding hands, Alya then said, "They don't look a thing like the real Ladybug and Cat Noir now!"

Suddenly the stagehand shouted from next to a dressing trailer, "It's okay! I found them!"

Marinette, Adrien, and Alya gasped in dread. Moments later, Clara handed Marinette and Adrien their masks.

"Go ahead, put them on, you two.

We've got a lot of singing and dancing to do," Clara enthusiastically told them. Marinette and Adrien faced each other, anxiously staring down at the masks in their hands, the eyes of the whole room upon them.

Alix let out a "Woohoo!"

Mylène then added in an impatient "Come on!"

To the sound of their heartbeats, both the anxious Marinette and Adrien slowly raised their masks to their faces, closing their eyes when they had the masks near, until...

Mayor Bourgeois came walking in, carrying a stack of papers about a foot tall, as Chloé smiled smugly and smirked behind him. "I'm sorry. My administrative staff just realized you never submitted permit A38 as stipulated in the circular B65 that one can only get at counter C, third floor of City Hall, which is, alas, closed for renovations until August, which means you don't have a permit to shoot...anywhere in France, including Paris," he told the shocked Clara. He then gave the heavy stack of papers to Clara.

Clara was bewildered as she stammered out, "I...I don't understand!"

Chloé smugly told her "It means no more dancing, no more singing today,

The nightingale can spread her wings, and fly away!"

Chloé grabbed Clara's microphone, and threw it off of the stage.

"Oh! Did you hear that? I made a rhyme! How talented am I?" she threw in Clara's face. Clara tossed the papers aside after quickly reading through them all, and tearfully ran down from the stage to her fallen microphone, whose star had cracked from the impact, and picked it up to see the damage.

Clara tearfully said, "No! The video needs to be shot here, in Paris, the capital of love, the city of Ladybug and Cat Noir!

This ruins all of my plans!

I'm so sorry, my beloved fans!" Clara ran away in tears, and into a dressing trailer, where she leaned back against the door, crying. She dropped to the floor as she continued crying. Then an akuma flew into the trailer, and entered Clara's microphone, causing the butterfly image to appear before Clara's face.

Clara then heard Hawk Moth speaking to her, "Frightningale, I am Hawk Moth. So they tried to silence you? With the power I'm giving you, the world will be nothing but song and dance!"

Clara, unable to resist, said as she stood up "Yes, Hawk Moth, thank you,

For making this dream come true!" She began transforming. Meanwhile, in the main room, Chloé clapped several times for attention as she addressed the extras.

"The show is over! You all have to leave now," she laughed in evil triumph. "FUCK OFF!" Adrien shouted angrily to her.

The extras started to leave. Before Adrien could roast her, a glowing whip suddenly struck Chloé and her father, giving them pink auras. The extras gasped.

Then they all saw Frightningale who was on a catwalk, "Sing, dance or rhyme,

Or you'll be frozen in no time!" "You see Chloè, this is exactly what happens when you act like such a bitch!" He flipped her a middle finger before running back to his trailer with Marinette doing the same, they quickly changed back into their regular clothes.

Chloé and her father approached Frightingale, clearly not taking the situation seriously as she asked, "What is she talking about? Dancing and making rhymes? And why not play the trumpet too, while you're at it—" Chloè suddenly turned into a shiny pink statue, causing everyone in the room to gasp.

Mayor Bourgeois gasped as well, "Chloé, hon!" Frightningale cackled.

He then quickly rralized what the supervillain meant and started to rhyme, "Please! Please! I'll keep up this rhyme,

Don't make me freeze, not this time!" "Oh, bravo!"

And you've got the right tempo!" Frightingale congratulated. She spun her whip, and started whipping some of the extras below, some of who turned into shiny pink statues while the rest fleed in panic.

Marinette witnessed everyhhing from inside her trailer, where Tikki flew into view and said, "Time to transform!"

Marinette then shouted, "Tikki, spots on! Yeah!" She transformed into Ladybug.

Adrien stopped pounding his head against his trailer's wall in complete disbelief that his own godsister was this selfish and cruel, as Plagg flew into view. "Ahem!"

"Yeah, yeah. Ready to vocalize? Plagg, claws out!" Adrien transformed into Cat Noir.

Outside the Grand Palais, Frightningale stood atop the Grand Palais, whipping people below, who turned into pink statues.

Frightningale shouted, "Sing, dance or rhyme,

Or you'll be frozen in no time!" From behind Frightningale, Ladybug used her yo-yo to catch Frightningale's whip-wrist.

"I thought you were a fan of Cat Noir and me, Nightingale; so you should know that we fight villains!" Ladybug told her.

"I'm Frightningale from here on out,

Forever and ever, there's no doubt!"

And if you stand in my way,

There'll be a price to pay!" Frightingale spat. "You have to come 'round! Don't let negative emotions take you over!" Ladybug begged.

Ladybug flung out her yo-yo at Frightningale, but she caught it, and spun the end of it as she approached Ladybug.

Frightningale then leaned close to her and said to her menacingly, "Song and dance will make the world a better place.

Don't agree with me? Ha! Then you're a disgrace!" Frightningale tried to hit Ladybug by twirling the end of the yo-yo she was holding. Ladybug's dodging it took their fight off the roof, and down to the ground, where Ladybug regained control of her weapon.

Ladybug tried one mord time to talk her down, "I can help you if you give me your akuma!"

"I won't let you take my akuma away.

I like the new me, and I'm here to stay!" Frightingale retaliated. She charged toward Ladybug, but she was tripped by Cat Noir's staff.

Cat Noir recovered his staff and spun with it. "Do you mind if I join the dance?" He extended his staff to the ground in front of him and rested his chin on it, on his hands.

Frightningale leapt up back onto the roof of the Grand Palais.

Frightningale screamed, "You're like all the others; but you can't silence me!

I'm just trying to make the world better, can't you see?" She then heard Hawk Moth "Strike them, Frightningale! It'll be easier for you

to overpower them if they're forced to sing and dance!

Then no one will be able to stop you from

accomplishing your dream. Now's your chance!" Frightningale nodded before addressing the two superheroes, "Do you really think the two of you

Can win this battle through and through?" Ladybug calmly told her "Two is always better than one! We're stronger together!" She turned to Cat Noir, "Cat Noir, I'll take the left."

"I'm on it!"

Ladybug and Cat Noir ran over to the Grand Palais, and ran and scampered up columns to leap above the roof, attacking Frightningale with their weapons. Frightningale maneuvered to cause Ladybug's yo-yo to merely snag Cat Noir's staff.

"Hey, look out!"

"Whoops! Sorry, Milady!"

On the heroes' second attempt, Frightningale's dodge caused Ladybug's yo-yo to entangle Cat Noir himself, and land him on the edge of the roof's dome. Ladybug quickly reeled him back down to her, but in their momentary discombobulation, Frightningale struck the two heroes with her whip, giving both of them pink auras.

Frightningale smiled "Welcome to my musical show.

I hope it will be your fatal blow!" She cackled as Cat Noir started forward for another attack, but Ladybug grabbed his arm.

"Wait! Stay right here and dance,

Or else you'll be frozen..." she told him just as she noticed her arm starting to become a statue.

...uh, without a chance!" her arm thankfully recovered.

Ladybug began moving rhythmically in place. Cat Noir caught on to what she meant, "Yeah, you're right. We have to rhyme.

Not so easy, um...all the time?" Ladybug sighed in relief, while Cat Noir also began rhythmic movement.

Frightinglae heard. Hawk Moth again, "Nice work. Ladybug and Cat Noir cannot fight back!

"They're too busy singing and dancing while we're on the attack.

Now hurry, sweet Nightingale, it's both of their Miraculouses that I lack." Frightningale told him, "Hawk Moth, you bet!

The Miraculouses you'll get!" Ladybug then flung her yo-yo, but Frightningale fended it off.

"Stay in charge, Cat Noir; don't blow a fuse!

Don't forget your dancing fight moves!" "Dancing fight moves...?

Like my Capoeira grooves!" Cat Noir launched into a series of Capoeira moves, and then the battle briefly resumed until they reached a stand-off.

Frightningale chuckled, "Why is Cat Noir so dumb?

He doesn't even know fifty plus fifty is a sum!" Hey! Yes I do;

The dummy is you!

"It's—" Ladybug then cut off Cat Noir "Fifty plus fifty's a hundred and two!" Frightningale let out a "Huh?"

Ladybug and Frightningale resumed battling.

Cat Noir shouted, "Your math is crazy.

Count again, Milady." "Fifty plus fifty — the sum doesn't rhyme!"

One more false move and you're trapped, big time!" Ladybug warned him. "Uh-oh, I almost made a serious boo-boo,

But I didn't, thanks to you!" The battle continued until Ladybug and Cat Noir leapt to the ground, followed by Frightningale, who looked around for the heroes, but didn't see them.

Frightningale called ouy, "You think you two are being so clever,

But soon you'll tire yourselves, and be frozen forever!" Ladybug and Cat Noir were hiding behind a bus that had an ad about the upcoming Weather Girl contest, continuing to move rhythmically.

Ladybug said to Cat Noir "It's not in our favor at a glance,

Because we constantly have to advance,

While keeping up this song and dance.

We can leave nothing to chance."

"Sweet Bugaboo, I agree.

But what possible plan do you see?"

Ladybug suddenly spotted Bridgette in the Ladybug costume talking to Officer Roger, and she pointed to the duo.

"I guess our last weapon that is to do her any harm.

Is a distraction instead of a Lucky Charm!"

Bridgette then approached both heroes with Roger in tow, "What do you need?"

Ladybug pointed to Roger's set of handcuffs, to which he nodded and let her take them. Ladybug then used Lucky vision to see what to do next

Ladybug saw the cuffs, Cat Noir's ring, and her yo-yo. She gave a thumbs-up.

"Stay here and help them Officer, I'm gonna go get out there," Bridgette bravely told Roger who responded with, "Are you sure about this Marinette?" She nodded.

"Hey Frightingale, here's Marinette! You know, the pne who stood up for you Remember?" Frightingale landed on the stage her eyes focused on her. "Hm, indeed you did help me by your own choice. Now, tell me 'Ladybug', how is your singing voice?" Frightingale whipped Bridgette causing her to glow pink just as she picked up an electric guitar and started playing it.

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Meanwhile while Bridgette was singing, "They're not for Frightingale; they're meant for us!

Now Cat Noir, do your stuff!" Ladybug told Cat Noir who hesitated.

"What's with the frown?

What's going down?"

"I can't find a rhyme.

Can you help me this time?"

"Oh Cat Noir, you're such a sweet-talker,

Rhymer, dancer and walker."

Cat Noir shrugged.

"Good luck!" Roger said. Ladybug handcuffed her right arm to Cat Noir's left, and used her yo-yo to lash her right ankle to his left.

Then they both with the help of Officer Roger, snuck over behind Frightingale of whom Bridgette somehow got to dance along to her song.

Ladybug swung Cat Noir toward Frightingale to get closer without being detected by her, he then did the same for her and with that she grabbed for the mic, missed, and knocked down the supervillain.

She was surprised to see them bound together.

"Connected, we're one; our movements are synched.

So let's get a move on, because we are linked!" Ladybug said as she and Cat Noir started toward Frightningale.

Then both Ladybug and Cat Noir say in unison, "As if we were dancing without thought,

Take this shot!" They struck Frightningale. "By any chance,

Will you grant me this dance?" Ladybug asked. She over at her sister and nodded. Bridgette gave a thumbs-up.

Cat Noir: "Let's cut a rug,

MiLadybug!" Cat Noir joked. The heroes fought and kicked Frightningale back inside the hotel.

Frightningale ran and climbed onto the stage.

Frightningale turned toward Bfidgette and sreamed, "You tricked me! How could I not see?!" And as for you two, you can't bend the rules!

Dancing tied up is cheating, fools!" "Well, when someone's akumatized,

We never compromise."

Cat Noir then told Frightingale as he and Ladybug climbed onstage, You know you've lost already! The battle continued between the heroes and Frightningale was pitched, until Ladybug and Cat Noir push Frightningale back, and grabbed her whip-wand together. Ladybug Cat Noir tossed it over to Bridgette who smashed it in midair by kicking it, freeing the akuma. Ladybug released the handcuffs, and threw them back over to Officer Roger. "Thank you !" "No officer, thank you! Now as you can see, we have much to do," Ladybug assured him.

"Wanna say it with me?"

"You know that I do."

Ladybug and Cat Noir shouted, "Miraculous Cleanse!" as Ladybug threw up one of her hands in the air.

The Miraculous wave restored all of the petrified people to normal, and removed Ladybug's, Cat Noir's, and Bridgette's pink auras.

Ladybug: "No more evil-doing for you, little akuma. Time to de-evilize!" Ladybug captured the akuma and purified it. "Gotcha! Bye-bye, little butterfly."

Frightningale turned back into Clara Nightingale.

Ladybug, Cat Noir, and Bridgette fist-bumped "Pound it!"

"Ladybug? Cat Noir! What are you doing here?" Clara asked confused.

"You were akumatized by Hawk Moth; but everything's back to normal again," Cat Noir explained.

Clara's eyes widened "I was saved by the two of you?

How amazing! Too good to be true!" Ladybug then noticed that both hers and Cat Noir's shadows were taking the form of Queen V and Null respectively, Ladybug tore her eyes away from them to put her focus and mind back onto Clara to whom she told, "And, I have an idea how you can finish your video without anyone getting in your way!" Ladybug walked up to Clara, and whispered in her ear; Clara smiled. "Well, I look forward to whatever the video will be like, I gotta get going now!" Cat Noir told them and kissed Clara's hand before vaulting away. "I think I should go as well, because my voice is shot from all that singing!" Bridgette said, her voice hoarse. "What singing?" Clara asked. "Check the security cams, they'll show you what I mean. Say Ms. Nightingale, would it be alright if I kept this Ladybug costume?" Clara nodded, "Thanks!" Bridgette then started running home. "She can also take the spare

While Mr. Agreste can keep his as both costumes were created by my mother, Clair," Clara briefly explained.

A week later at the Collège Françoise Dupont library that had a poster for the Paris music festival, the finished "Miraculous" video was being displayed on the large screen, while the students watched with the exception of Chloe who was sulking over at her home.

Marinette's voice came onscreen as voice-over, 🎵In the daytime, — I'm just a normal girl, with a normal life. But there's something about me that no one knows, 'cause I have a secret.🎵

During Marinette's narrative, the video shows various people, to include all of Mrs. Bustier's students except Chloé, dancing in sync while wearing either Ladybug or Cat Noir masks, starting with Juleka and Rose with the Eiffel Tower in the background, followed by Alya in front of the Arc de Triomphe, which pulled out to reveal Alix, Nino, Alya, Kim, and Max, and then Ms. Mendeleiev, Mrs. Bustier, Mr. Haprèle, Mr. Damocles, Mr. D'Argencourt, Officer Roger, and another woman in the school courtyard.

Then came the chorus ♫Miraculous! Simply the best!

Up to the test when things go wrong!

Miraculous! The luckiest!

The power of love always so strong,

Miraculous!♫ During the verse the video's dancing shots continued with one of Marc, Nathaniel, Mylène, Ivan, and Sabrina in front of the Hôtel de Ville, followed by Ondine at the swimming pool, and then Adrien, Marinette, and Luka by the Canal Saint-Martin.

Rose piped up in the library, "It's so much better like this!"

"At least now everybody gets to be in it!" Mylène added.

Alya then slyly put in, "Besides, even though Marinette and Adrien kinda look like Ladybug and Cat Noir, they really weren't believable."

Marinette added on top of Alya's statement, "I couldn't agree more! And I wouldn't have had any fun playing Ladybug. It was so much better being with you all!"

Rose ran over to hug Marinette, followed by Mylène and Alix, as Kim, Alya and Juleka also leaned in for the hug.

"Yeah, I prefer this version, too. I couldn't have pulled off playing Cat Noir," Adrien admitted.

Marinette agreed dismissively, "I know. Worlds apart!"

Adrien gasped, wondering what Marinette meant, "What?"

Marinette ran over to Adrien realizing her mistake, "Uh, what I meant was that you'd be more lame as Cat Noir than in real life. No! N-Not that you're lame in real life, right? It's just, compared to Cat Noir, you're just, I mean...you don't look a thing like him, that's what I mean," she stammered.

Adrien chuckled, "And you don't look a thing like Ladybug either."

Marinette let a "Huh?"

Adrien then added, "Uh, yeah, I mean, I'm sure she's not as funny as you are!"

Both Marinette and Adrien laughed.

"Yeah," Marinette said happily.

"I'll say this, you've got some great singing pipes, Marinette!" Sabrina complemented. "Why thank you Sabrina! Adrien wasn't so bad either." Adrien smiled.

Meanwhile, Hawk Moth was watching the video and was frowning. Mayura then placed another chess piece onto the board, "They may have won the battle again today, but soon with your army growing, it will be you who will come out on top!"

Marinette's earlier thought where both Ladybug and Cat Noir weren't well-known enough to be on Wikipedia was utterly shattered the moment the music video was released, meaning the entire world knew, spreading to the Unted Heroez of New York, and then even to a bored 13-year-old Conrad Zacharie "Zak" Storm who was just scrolling through YouTube's collection of music videos. There's more superheroes?! he thought to himself before handing the computor over to his father and grabbing his surfboard to go ride the Florida waves.

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Dancing with the Devil: Part II

Part 1

Pairing: Luca Changretta x Reader

Author’s note: This was so embarrassing to write not because of smut...but because I’m crushing hard on Adrien Brody right now. And I can’t even share this obsession with anyone because… he’s kinda niche? Someone please reassure me that I’m just going through a phase because dear God why can’t I stop watching Darjeeling Limited just to see him ahhh.

The story picks up right after the end of Part 1, so I recommend reading that first. Comments, likes, and reblogs are always appreciated, let me know what you think!

Summary: Following your meeting with Luca Changretta, you face the Shelby family and Tommy's reaction. (2.6k words)

Warnings: Smut, angst, swearing

Tag: Let me know if you would like to be added or removed

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You barely make it into your bedroom before he is all over you. The buttons of his crisp, tailored shirt fall like marbles. He moans when you nip the skin of his neck, right over his tattoo of the black cross, legs tangled together like a depraved waltz.

When he grinds into you, you shudder deliciously at the hardness that meets between your bare thighs.

How easy would it be for him to kill you after he fucks you, leaving your corpse twisted in the bedsheets. You know Tommy would find it when he eventually remembers that he has not seen you for days.

“Signorita, you know I come to you with the most honorable of intentions.” He murmurs, as if sensing your thoughts.

“You're not a very honorable man then.” A laugh that turns into a gasp as he trails his hand lower and strokes between your legs. No, not very honorable at all. And pretty soon all thoughts of honor are forgotten as he coaxes a moan from your throat.

His fingers are magic. The cold outline of his onyx rings scald your skin each time he crooks a finger inside you. Knowing exactly what you need, seeking your depths, swirling, rising to rub the clit, all the while exploring the flushed expanse of your body with his other hand.

Shoulder to breasts to hips and back again.

Without meaning to, you’ve let this stranger take control of your entire being. But God, do you crave this pure ecstasy.

It’s as if he wants to know precisely how much you can take before you're undone. So when you clench around his hand and feel the familiar ache he is right there, helping you ride the wave of pleasure, never breaking the rhythm of his thrusting fingers even as you curse, rake your nails down his back.

You almost cry out his name when you come. But you bite into his shoulder instead.

“Sweetheart, I’m gonna have to hear you next time.” He growls.

His words barely register as you come down from the high. Aftershocks spark like tiny flames. Now you are wearing his scent as much as he is wearing yours.

“Be inside me,” You whimper, tugging at his soft hair, urging him for more.

He rasps an empty warning, “What's my name, sweetheart?”

Of course. All this time you've never acknowledged you know of his identity. There was no use in trying to hide it now.

“Luca,” you breathe. And his eyes gleam with approval.

With a snap of his hips, he plunges into silky warmth. The fullness stretches you to your limit, head thrown back. It’s good, so good. Every withdrawal of his thrust is a blessing because you know what follows next. It’s him inside you again, wrapping you with his touch and the scent of tobacco and roses.

“Does your Tommy fuck you like this? Like the way I do?”

“He’s not mine.” You choke out, punishing Luca with a bite on the neck that elicits a chuckle rather than a yelp of pain.

He kisses you, your foreheads pressed together. “A damn shame for him.” Soon he starts to quicken his pace, going faster, more erratic, his breathing heavy upon your ears.

Yes, you urge him, come on, now.

And this is your chance. In a flash you roll on top of him, pinning down his shoulders with your hands. He tries to arch up but you stop him with a knee.

“How many men did you bring, Changretta?” You ask, making your voice rough to mask the lust, pressing your hands around his jugular.

It's a pleasure to see him like this. Shocked at your actions, maybe even scared. Naked with want but unable to do anything to relieve it. Unless he tells the truth.

“Fifteen. Why baby, am I not enough for you?” He laughs breathlessly, hands trailing goosebumps along your hips, tracing the contour of your breasts. The jib doesn't hurt you. After all, men have said worse. He tries to surge into you again, and his hot member pulses on your thighs.

“Do you swear on your honor? That you’re telling the truth?” You insist, squeezing him harder. The touch brands his skin as much as it brands yours.

In a voice full of self-mockery he says, “Yes I swear on my honor. Now let me in, clever Isabel.”

You take him in you, the sensations amplify a thousandfold. You try teasing him, going slowly in and out, but soon you are caught up in the sensation of him completely at your mercy and you ride him, faster, until you keen his name, until he too is undone.

****

Through the haze of dawn, he stumbles out of bed and gets dressed. Before he dons his hat once more, Luca leans down to whisper in your ear, as soft as sin.

“You tell Tommy Shelby he may expect a visitor in the night. I'm coming for him as the angel of death. The vendetta has begun…” He kisses your hair.

“I’ll see you soon, sweetheart.”

The door clicks shut. You rise from your pillow, and a small, hard lump rolls next to your hand.

It is a signet ring of onyx and gold.

****

“So we all get a death letter from the mafia, but Izzy gets jewelry?” Ada huffs as the family filters into the betting shop. As usual, Tommy holds court at the front of the table, brooding over a glass of whiskey. You roll your eyes as Arthur and John try to cover their snort of laughter with a cough.

“If you want it, you can have it, Ada. He’s probably planning on killing me too.”

“Doubt it. You’re not a Shelby, and we’re the ones who killed his father. Well, someone did, to be precise.” She shoots a bitter look at Tommy, who doesn’t even have the decency to look ashamed.

Despite Ada’s matter-of-fact tone, the words cut to your heart. Not a Shelby.

It’s not her fault. No one knows you’ve been sleeping with Tommy, not even your dearest friend. It’s a lonely secret to keep, but at least you can look at the family square in the eye and not have to worry about the things they say behind your back. Or worse, pity you.

You can handle the violence and moral ambiguity of Tommy’s business. But to lose the love and respect of the Shelbys would break your heart.

“What was the mafia man like, Izzy?” Finn asks eagerly. It’s obvious the boy is thinking of the dashing, gun-wielding gangsters he’s seen in the pictures.

“He was a wrinkly old brute. Kind of like your arsehole brother Tommy.” A smile to take the edge off the insult. But Tommy only looks off into space. As if he hasn't paid attention to this entire conversation.

Arthur clears his throat. “Now, let’s get one thing straight. It was me who pulled the trigger on his dad, so the blame falls on me.” He pats Linda’s hand even as his voice is heavy with guilt.

“No one’s blaming you Arthur, you weren’t the brains behind the operation, no offense.” Ada says. He is about to say something when Polly cuts in.

“Stop squabbling like children. We’ve all voted for truce, despite everything Tommy’s done to us—” The words nearly having us hanged hover pointedly in the air. “—So let’s focus on the matter at hand." She fixes Tommy with a sharp look.

“What’s the news from Camden Town? Will Solomons help us?”

“No.” He says tiredly. And all of a sudden you feel sorry for teasing him. He look gaunt. There are shadows under his eyes, even more so than usual. Without you to remind him to eat, you can imagine his diet for the past few days consisted more of alcohol and cigarettes than anything substantial.

“Spent three hours on a fucking tour of his bakery and another pretending to drink his piss-poor rum. I think he was trying to get me sloshed so I’d forget what I came for.” Tommy rubs his head.

“He’s refusing to send his men to help. Said he’s not going to go after another oppressed people.”

“Did you tell him the Italians are rounding up Jews in their country as we speak?” Polly asks incredulously.

“Wouldn’t make a difference to Alfie. Besides, that’s just an excuse. He’s really just a fucking coward.”

Polly looks troubled at this, as does the rest of the family. Everyone had been counting on Alfie’s friendship with Tommy, however peculiar, to help them with the vendetta. What they hadn’t expected was his extreme sense of self-perseverance. How are they going to protect themselves now?

“Before everyone panics, I’d like to say something.” Tommy clears his throat, setting down the whisky.

“As you may all know, two nights ago our Izzy encountered Mr. Changretta in the Garrison. He bought her a drink and asked her to deliver an official beginning of the vendetta.” He chooses this time to finally look at you. You hold his gaze until he looks shiftily away.

“We can also assume that he has been scoping out Small Heath, looking for any weaknesses on our turf. Now, Izzy has something to share with you all.”

You stand up uncertainly. The last time a woman other than Polly tried to speak her mind at the table it had been Esme, who still refuses to come to the betting shop unless Tommy is not here.

“While Mr. Changretta was, er, indisposed at the Garrison, I found some items in his coat that I think could be useful.” You fish out a passport and a stack of papers from your skirt pockets.

“Good job, Izzy! Oh, I knew we could count on you more than my idiot brother.” Ada beams.

“Becoming a right little spy, eh?” John ruffles your hair good-naturedly. As everyone gathers around, Polly gives a low whistle.

“Goodness, if this is your definition of an ugly brute, I wonder who’ll really catch your fancy, darling.”

You flush. The documents were obtained shortly after Luca had fallen asleep. It was an exercise in agility, trying to extricate yourself from his tangle of limbs, especially when you wanted nothing more than to stay in bed, encased in his warmth.

To your own credit, the papers were highly useful indeed. Some were maps of Birmingham, circles drawn in places where the Shelbys are known to frequent. The Garrison. Charlie’s Yard. The Arrow House. There was also stationary from The Stanton, a hotel just outside of the city.

There had been another piece of paper in the stack, a letter. But you kept that for yourself.

“We all have Izzy to thank for bringing us this valuable information.” Tommy’s voice rises above the chatter. “I will be personally examining all the documents and think of a plan. In the meantime, everyone stay alert, stay armed, and stay together.”

“Now if no one has any further questions, I need to have a private word with her. Alone.”

*****

You twirl the onyx ring around your finger as everyone filters out. It’s much too big but you still wear it anyways. The thick band of gold is comforting in its own way. And despite what you told Ada earlier, you don’t want to give it to anyone else.

Tommy’s curt voice snaps you from your reverie.

“Was it good, then?”

A small muscle tics on the underside of his jaw. His previously blank expression is now cold. The coward in you compels you to feign ignorance.

“What do you mean, Tommy?” You ask lightly.

“Did it feel good to have that fucking wop inside you?”

You burst out laughing. “Christ, Tommy. Did you pick up that word from Alfie? You sound bloody ridiculous when you’re trying to be crass, you know.”

“Don’t fucking change the subject, Isabel.” Tommy snaps.

“Oh, so I’m Isabel, now? You only call me that when you’re trying to get me in bed. Is that what you want? A bit early in the evening if you ask me.”

“What I want for you is to tell me how it felt having that man inside you, inside---”

You blaze with anger. “My sex life is none of your business, even if you are an occasional participant. I did what you would have wanted, and now I’ve got intel on the Changrettas that could save your arse!”

“Do you know how dangerous it could have been? Fraternizing with the enemy is exactly what got us into trouble with the Changrettas!”

“And fraternizing with them again has given us an advantage. We know how many associates he’s brought with him, and where they are staying. Good God,” Your eyes widen as you see the mutinous look on Tommy’s face. “Are you jealous?”

The silence of the room presses in until it's almost palpable. Finally he rubs a hand over his eyes, looking utterly defeated.

“I have no right to.” He says, pained. “But I am, just the same.”

The admission of his feelings would have made your heart soar a few days ago, before you met a man who enchanted you in the Garrison. You only laugh bitterly.

“What makes this different from all those other times you made me seduce the men you wanted to spy on?”

He says nothing. But what else is there to say? The past is in the past, and so many hurts have been caused by the both of you, it would be impossible to untangle it all.

You soften your voice, laying a hand on Tommy's arm.

“Let me continue seeing him. He wants me, and we can use that. You know it will be help, you know it might save us all.”

A breath flutters in your chest as you wait for his decision. If Tommy allows it, you’ll do it in a heartbeat. The Shelbys are your family, whether you're one in name or not.

But if he refuses, then perhaps… Perhaps he might actually care for you, deeper than jealousy, deeper than he admits.

“Very well.” Tommy says finally, and something in your heart shatters. The corners of your mouth curve up in a wobbly smile.

“Thank you for trusting me, Tommy. I won’t let you down.”

“You would never let me down, no matter what you do. Just…Be careful, Izzy.”

He closes the distance between you and enfolds you in a hug. You enjoy this quiet warmth, as fragile as spider's silk. With a small laugh, you pull away, patting his arm before turning to the door.

You don't look back to see if he follows.

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Wait, ct predicted something correctly on July 3rd, 2021? I was a little off, and it’s not actually the real Adrien, but still. I will count this as a success.

Canix (nickname I made up) has to be that blurry concept art guy from the Lindalee Rose video. I think we were thrown off by the discarded color schemes because why would a dog be yellow and green, but he looks pretty similar to Sabrina’s design.

Polymouse looks so swaggy in the Lucky Charm sunglasses. I’m obsessed.

Pegabun (nickname I made up) is so cute! I love how her bunny ears are made out of the horse’s little Hermes wings. Kinda bummed that this implies no Alix, but I’m curious what Maribun is gonna do. Go to the future for help and bring back the “new character from the future” who isn’t Alix? Who will it be?

I really wonder what will prompt Ladybug to give Alix the rabbit miraculous when it does happen, though. She’s the “last chance hero”, but if the entire city being on fire while the whole team is getting rocked isn’t enough to warrant her entry, what will? Either things are gonna get a million times worse in season 5, or she’ll get it during some completely normal episode with a villain who is close to her and/or has time powers.

Speaking of the team, will all the heroes show up like in the previous finales, or is this team here all we’re getting? I love the idea of Pigella’s gift exposing Hawkmoth’s long term plan, Luka knowing the identities just has to be relevant at some point, and I just think the finale having every current holder is kind of a climactic expectation at this point.

I finished my post about yin yang pairs days ago, but so much started happening that I didn’t post it because I didn’t want it to get drowned out. Is now a good time? We saw the last four powers, and we’re getting a rabbit/horse unification, which are relevant to my post.

I’m hoping Astruc will serve us his usual twitter posts about what these powers explicitly are, what concepts the miraculous embody, and what the powers’ original names are because sometimes details are missing or something gets lost in translation.

I think the ox and dog powers are pretty cool and useful. The ox would’ve been so helpful against Style Queen. Ever since they started spoiling these heroes, I’ve been trying to get a glimpse of Minotaurox’s tool, and he didn’t even pull it out. From the strike back trailer he looks like he might have a hammer? Maybe also a little anvil or something on his lower back? Idk. I understand nobody using their tools to fight in a soccer episode, but I’m curious to see how they do it.

The goat power is... interesting. Genesis is a cool as hell name, but making any object? Very similar to his akuma power and very similar to Lucky Charm. I’m curious to see what kind of use it’ll have in the future. It’d be useful to keep up the lie and pretend that it’s way more powerful than it actually is, but I don’t expect that kind of continuity, so where does it go from here? I wonder if all his objects have the same color and texture like how all the Lucky Charms do.

The rooster power is stupid busted, like wtf? His power is that he can do anything he wants? The other ridiculously powerful miraculous have some sort of big downside to them, so does he have a secret nerf or power cap? The rabbit is OP, but it’s super dangerous, and its holder has a great potential of messing up and screwing over entire timelines. The peacock is OP, but its power comes with messy moral complications. Is there a “but” with this one? Is there a valid explanation as to why Fu didn’t just pull it out from the jump as opposed to introducing it at the very end of s4?

Edit: I saw someone propose that he lied about his power like Caprikid did. I don’t think that’s likely because they never said he was lying or what his real power was otherwise, so it would confuse the kids at home (and us), but man it’d be hilarious if his actual power was just like. Telekinesis or something and they don’t explain that until a later episode.

I love how not-shocked the kids are at seeing kwamis for the first time. Mylene and Juleka were terrified, but zero damns given here. I’m dying to learn more about them like how we learned about Mullo, Daizzi, and Roarr. I guess we know a bit about Barrk, though, and Ziggy is a lot more talkative than many kwamis.

If these kids don’t have individual development episodes in s5+ I am getting on a plane to France and having a chat with the writers. Marc was actually not too bad. We learned a bit about him, and he’s actually had development since s2! I’m getting the vibe that Penalteam is only the start of Sabrina’s arc, not that she’s supposed to 180 in one ep, so I’ll excuse that for now, especially since the dog has a different holder in the next episodes. I s2g if we don’t get Ivan and Nath development though...

“Ivan is scared to hurt others because he’s so strong”. Guys. If he had his own ep is this what it’d be about? At least explicitly tie it back to Stoneheart. I could write a whole essay about him, his merits, and his potential to be interesting, but he’s constantly overshadowed in the show. I think he’s one of the characters who deserves a miraculous a lot, actually. He’s always ready to protect his friends, even sacrifice himself to save them, he loves and supports his girlfriend no matter what, he protests for the environment, he physically cannot tell a lie, and he does everything he can to make sure his friends feel happy and loved. Go deeper with it. Introduce his home life, bring back his poetry writing, if he’s the secret autistic character, strongly hint at that. Give him his Luisa Madrigal moment or something instead of making him an unoriginal gentle giant.

Nath has been oddly static for the entire show. It’s very interesting that his flaws are so similar to Chloe’s. They both have bad attitudes about things they don’t want to do, and they both hate being on teams. The difference is that Chloe makes it everyone else’s problem while Nath just ditches and gets Marc to lie about it. I could write an essay about them being foils after my hypothetical Ivan is Awesome essay.

I think he’s one of the most confusing characters honestly. Not that he’s inconsistent, but that I never know what he’s thinking or what he wants. He’s failing chemistry, he’s been skipping school since season one, and he’s asocial af. He’s not there in Pixelator when everyone’s working at the hotel, he doesn’t come out of his locker when everyone’s hiding in Zombizou, so he ends up being the only classmate who didn’t sacrifice himself to protect the rest/Ladybug. Even Chloe, who hated the idea, came around and sacrificed herself so Ladybug could win. He’s sleeping in origins. He probably wouldn’t have celebrated his birthday at all if he didn’t get akumatized, and I remember reading a post about how he never goes out unless Alix is there too, implying that she forces him. The only time with spoken lines when we see them being best friends is when Alix helps Nath clean up his biggest mess. He gasps like everyone else in the sneeze scene in Guiltrip, but proceeds to be the only one other than the mean girls to not do anything. He doesn’t trust people and gets paranoid that they’re his enemies.

Another thing is that being good at art is constantly used as his one single merit. What makes his villain form powerful? Good at art. What makes his hero form powerful? Good at art. Why does Marc start to like him in the first place? Good at art. What does he have in common with Marinette? Art. What does he do with Alix? Art. Is he caring, or trustworthy, or resourceful, or- Idk. But he can draw a picture real good.

I could keep going, but I think you guys get the point. I’ve already taken up too much space on this post about this. And this hasn’t changed too significantly over the course of the whole show. When are they going to address it? Is he okay? Is he just a massive doomer? Most characters with negative traits in s1 have had a lot of development since then like Kim’s bully arc or Mylene’s phobias, so I think it’s interesting that he’s still the same, especially since he’s self-aware. I’d love to see a @gentil-minou post about him.

Quilin had terrible animation but it was very nicely written. It was just a simple episode that had little to do with the main plot, but had an important message and some good character moments. We learned more about Sabine in Quilin than we learned about a lot of characters in their own development episodes. I’m glad we finally got the Adrien’s-Pajamas-level lore of what’s behind the door in Marinette’s kitchen/living room. Sabine is so good. I love how she knows exactly what Marinette is going to do at all times. It makes me surprised that she hasn’t figured out that her daughter is LB yet.

I hope Strike Back airs or gets leaked within the next two weeks. I also hope we start hearing info about the premiers of season 5. We know there are some completed dubs and supposedly the first five or six eps are finished in order, which is good. I don’t think the hiatus will be too long. I predict that it’ll probably be Gabriel Agreste -> Kuro Neko length if not shorter honestly. Cant wait!

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ml spoilers #ml season 4 #miraculous season 4 #miraculous spoilers #strike back #penalteam #quilin #should I tag characters? eh nah #if some of this sounds salty that’s not my intention

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jesuis-melodrama · 3 years

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LadyNoir Inequality: Chat Noir’s Fall from Significance

How does Ladybug and Chat Noir's roles differ between the seasons? How was responsibility, positions, duties delegated between them? This essay analyses in detail how the LadyNoir fallout of Season 4 came to be, and how Chat Noir ultimately fell from hierarchal significance.

What attracted me to Miraculous, apart from the stellar animation and the potential of the in-universe powers, was the dynamic between Ladybug and Chat Noir. Like the camaraderie of the Phantom Thieves in Persona 5, the partnership between Ruby and Clancy in Ruby Redfort and the hierarchy of respect and power between the Hashira of Demon-Slayer, Marinette and Adrien interested me, because they are two very dissimilar people on separate standings who mutually trusts, supports, and depends on one another despite being different in almost every single way. Their powers, although complimenting, are not comparable, and their personalities, although cordial, are inverse. But despite these odds, Ladybug and Chat Noir are not just friends, companions, and confidants, but equals.

The first episode of the series, The Bubbler, demonstrates this splendidly (Author’s Note: The Bubbler is the first episode available on Netflix. Chronologically, Stormy Weather is the first official episode, but the same values hold up). It was a jarring introduction to a new show. The audience has no idea who Adrien and Marinette were, what Tikki and Plagg were or why these magical girl transformations suddenly granted them the powers to fight the maniacal butterfly man, but we can recognise the symptoms of two people already deep into the composition of their friendship. The Bubbler threw the smoothness and effectiveness of their teamwork directly into the faces of the audience, and it was brilliant.

We weren’t weighed down by the gritty details of the beginning, we don’t have to watch the awkward bumbling, the introductions or the unsurety of two strangers who have yet enough reason to trust one another. We were immediately thrusted into the middle of their partnership. The first thing Chat Noir did when he stepped onto the scene was to defend Ladybug and the first thing she did was to joke around comfortably, clearly relieved that he had finally arrived. After watching Marinette obsessively creep around Adrien’s house, trying to show love to a boy she barely knows, and watching Adrien uncomfortably trying to enjoy a social event which he desperatedly wanted but is clearly inexperienced in, the sudden switch of persona and their sudden familiarity and reliance on one another was a fresh breath of air and it made Miraculous a show worth investing in.

We may not know what happened between them, how they received their powers and how they know each other, but it is obvious some catalytic event has tied Ladybug and Chat Noir together. And by all the features exhibited (another great thing, the words spoken were only secondary to the demonstrative body language) the audience was immediately aware that they have stepped into something sacred, something unbreakable. And even with the thick wall of secret and unspeakable identities between them, we feel comforted when we see them together, because they are comfortable and happy with one another.

So, fourteen monster-of-the-day episodes later, when Season 1 presented the first inklings of Miraculous’ overarching plot, watching Marinette and Adrien receive their Miraculous, meet each other as civilians and then as superheroes, the scene is nostalgic and sentimental, and aided by the fantastic animation, the audience can appreciate and remember the defining passage as an evocative and triggering moment for years afterwards.

But that is not to say their partnership hasn’t been without fault.

The cracks were always present, but as the seasons rolled on, it only became more obvious. Their roles were disparate. Ladybug comes up with the plans, Ladybug comes up with the solutions and more often than not, Chat Noir is used as a tool and a distraction for Ladybug’s success. Ladybug had the Lucky Charm and the Miraculous Cure. Chat Noir can stand on his own, defend and attack as an individual, but apart from using the Cataclysm as Ladybug directs, Chat Noir has no outstanding impact on the defeat of any akuma. He does not contribute to any tactics, and he cannot win without Ladybug because he has nothing to offer strategically.

Assets aside, there is also the matter of leadership.

The audience finds out that Chat Noir initially took the frontman role in The Origins. He attacked Stoneheart first while Ladybug dithered behind. But as Ladybug regained confidence, she took the leadership position in both episodes, and Chat Noir was more than happy to follow. Thus, their dynamic was laid down. They both showed satisfaction with their place in the relationship, Chat Noir often yielding to her judgement, such as in Stormy Weather and Dark Cupid, and Ladybug asserts that Chat Noir was in her team in Antibug.

The first big indicator of disagreement in this mutually agreed arrangement was in Syren. A contentious episode, the consequence of Chat Noir physically rebelling against Ladybug’s decision for the first time. All the way to Season 4, Rena Rogue has stirred conflict and mistrust between the duo. When I watched Ladybug leading Rena Rogue away while Chat Noir stared angrily at their retreating backs, I remembered hoping that the episode would end with Ladybug telling Chat Noir everything, so that they could have their Season 1 relationship back. Where they navigated this confusing and alien new world together, hiding so much from the public and each other, but never their authenticity and belief in one another.

I wished that Ladybug had told Chat Noir about the Guardian. I wished that both of them had been privy to the information from the very beginning and I wished that both of them knew who the other Miraculous Holders were because they chose them together. Realistically, someone in the show should’ve connected the dots, and realised that most of the Miraculous Holders were attending a specific class in Collège Françoise Dupont and were all associated with a specific person. That was the only reason I could think of why having Ladybug and Chat Noir choosing the Holders together is a bad idea. It would threaten their identity (which at that point, was still a concern).

But canonically, Ladybug constantly chose Holders who were dangerously close to the situation. Kagami in Ikari Gozen, Chloé in Malediktator, Rose in Guiltrip and Max in Startrain. The only Holder Chat Noir has chosen wasn’t even chosen by his particular identity. Adrien suggested that Luka might be a good Snake, and Ladybug heeded his words, not Chat Noir’s. I wished there was a single scene where Ladybug and Chat Noir analysed the situation and the potential Holder together, looked at each other, no words needed to be said, just a nod and a telepathic agreement shared through their eyes, and Ladybug would present the next Holder with a Miraculous with her and her partner’s approval both given.

What was the point of keeping their identities hidden?

In Season 1, it made some sense. They had no idea the Guardian existed. Even if Chat Noir was reluctant, they can both agree that they could not take their chances, should one of them be captured. But with the reveal of the Guardian’s identity in Season 2, the need for secret identities is almost eradicated. Clearly, there is someone who is an even bigger threat to their civilian lives than Ladybug and Chat Noir are to each other. Ladybug is now burdened with a bigger cache of knowledge. Should one of them be captured, it can only be hoped that it would be Chat Noir, because unlike Ladybug, he could not spew information about potions and kwami and secret books and the Guardian’s location.

In Season 3, the climax of Miracle Queen places the duties of the Guardian directly in Ladybug’s hand. She is now in charge of all the heroes in Paris, she is now the leading physical and strategic force in the battle against Hawk Moth and she is now officially stated as Leader, not just holding a de facto position.

In Season 4, the need for secret identities is gone. Ladybug is the Guardian. She and her original partner, Chat Noir, has no more safety nets in keeping their identities hidden from each other because there is no longer a background link tying them. Should Marinette be incapacitated, should Adrien meet an accident, there is no one reading their news who is available to inform the other person. The only reason why Chat Noir’s identity continues to be hidden from Ladybug is because she does not want to know. The only reason why Ladybug does not reveal her identity to Chat Noir is because she does not want him to know.

Chat Blanc could be inserted as a contending factor. Chat Blanc saw to it that the reveal of their identities to one another could lead the end of the world.

But Chat Blanc was not the only factor.

Season 4 Marinette is overwhelmed and stressed and guilt-ridden. Season 4 Marinette tore herself apart trying to maintain the kwami, her Guardian duties and continue moonlighting as Ladybug. Season 4 Marinette was at the end of her tether, and at this point, Chat Noir’s presence and his insistence was no longer a support or a comfort but another chore and responsibility to be balanced.

Her support network as both Marinette and Ladybug were extinguished. Thus, in a peaking moment of weakness, she finally revealed her identity to Alya.

Marinette met Alya and Chat Noir on the same day. Two strangers both became her friend, two insistent strangers who were united in their goal to find out Ladybug’s identity. Marinette hid her secret life from Alya, Ladybug hid her civilian identity from Chat Noir. As Marinette, she was supported by passionate, fierce, and rash Alya who jumped to conclusions and unnerved Marinette with her determination to find out the truth about Ladybug. As Ladybug, she was supported by passionate, fierce, and rash Chat Noir who impulsively leapt into battles and irritated her with his constant declarations of love.

But Marinette had connections to Alya as both Marinette and Ladybug. She found herself acknowledging Alya’s true character and learned to rely on her through a multitude of trust falls and confrontations. Marinette made the decision to trust Alya, she made the decision to depend on a person she knows as both a citizen and a superhero.

She had no choice with Chat Noir. She never knew who he was, only that he was thrusted into the same situation as she was. Truth was an important concept to Marinette, she stated multiple times that she could not stand liars. And subsequently, she could never really trust Chat Noir because she does not know who he was.

Chat Noir was an emotional crutch during the finale of Season 2 and Season 3. He was the reason why she found the courage to go on despite the anxiety of her failures and the culmination of her carelessness. Throughout Antibug, Heroes’ Day, Gamer 2.0 and Miracle Queen, it was demonstrated that the only way Marinette could trust him and confide in her vulnerabilities was through Ladybug with him as Chat Noir. She couldn’t afford the trust the boy behind the mask, so, when it came to the end of her line, when she has no other choice, Alya was the one to receive the relinquishment of her identity, not Chat Noir.

Gang of Secrets signified the end of Chat Noir’s reign.

He was a founding member, one of the original team, once upon a time on equal par with Ladybug. But now, his presence only matters as much as a temporary hero’s. The released episodes of Season 4, Mr Pigeon 72, Sole-Crusher, and most noticeably, Optigami and Sentibubbler, demonstrated the redundance of his company. Both physically and emotionally, Rena Rouge (now known as Rena Furtive) has filled in as Ladybug’s partner. Chat Noir has to be sneaked around, shield from the fact that there is a new permanent hero and shield from the fact that now, there is one other person in the world who knows Ladybug’s identity, that isn’t him.

With Ladybug’s circle of temporary allies expanded, she no longer needs to rely on Chat Noir to be her support. She could gather up any number of useful powers she has at her disposal and expend them as she wished. In Megaleech, among the five-men team Ladybug had gathered, each one of them has contributed to the defeat of the akuma, with Polymouse outshining as the victor over the army of mini Malediktators, and each one of the other heroes playing a vital role in Ladybug’s plan. Chat Noir’s delegation? To distract the enemy while Ladybug gathered up her soldiers. In the end, he didn’t even use his power, marking the first time in a Miraculous episode that a hero was called upon and left without use. The Cataclysm is no longer necessary for the defeat of an akuma. But the Lucky Charm and the Miraculous Cure are as relevant now as they were when Stoneheart first attacked.

Optigami and Sentibubbler reached the apex of his unimportance. Both times, he was more of a hindrance than a reinforcement. He unconsciously prevented Marinette from becoming Ladybug, which derails the plan to Rena Rogue’s command. He has to be told by Marinette, the civilian, to stay out of the superhero’s plan, because there was nothing he could do that Rena Rogue wasn’t already doing.

The Cataclysm is a one-use power, Chat Noir is a one-trick pony. He’s still stuck in Season 1 mode while Ladybug has broadened to new powers, new suit, new duties, new partners, and new goals.

Hawk Moth knows the identity of all the heroes but Chat Noir don’t. Chloé knows the identities of all the heroes but Chat Noir don’t. Alya has more privileges and inside knowledge than Chat Noir has, and with Rocketear, Nino is now another confidant privy to more secrets than Chat Noir is.

All Chat Noir is left with, is the comedic side-kick routine he is now entrenched too deeply in to crawl out, the knowledge that his best friend in both his civilian life and superhero life think he’s annoying, and the realisation that Ladybug truly no longer trust him, because the heroes around him, his subordinates in a sense, now ranks higher in prominence.

Did Ladybug mean for this to happen? Absolutely not.

But Chat Blanc is no longer a reason big enough to cover all the discrepancies. And she has grown so used to keeping him in the dark to realise how much the darkness was causing the chasm between them to grow. Chat Noir is now outwardly lying to Ladybug that he’s fine, refusing to tell her that he knows to some extent the secrets she has kept from him. In Season 2, he angrily confronted her about being left behind. In Season 4, now that Ladybug holds all the power, now that he no longer has the authority to demand reasons and explanations, the only thing he could do is keep his mouth shut and hope that the sheer cliff he’s balancing on does not shear away even more.

Because Chat Noir is still fun for him, isn’t it? Being a hero, being himself? Chat Noir isn’t a role for him to act, to fake being happy, to pretend to be something he’s not. Chat Noir is a persona where he can be as expressive, as temperamental, as coquettish, and childish and experimental he wants. An entity where he can safely explore all the emotions children his age usually experiences without consequences. A place where he isn’t held under fear of abandonment or emotional abuse, where he can explore his identity and speak his mind without retaliation or repercussions.

Isn’t it?

Chat Noir’s presence is still prevalent at every akuma fight because he is a founding member. Ladybug has no reason to tell him to go home, and he’s still useful in the sense that he can provide distractions while Ladybug figures out her plan, and feed information to Rena Furtive who is hiding and watching and waiting. And there is still the Cataclysm, a power that is supposed to rival the Lucky Charm, whose potential is still yet unearthed.

But Chat Noir has no more standing to rely on. He is no longer a principal participant in the encompassing war between Ladybug and Hawk Moth, even if he is a principal target. Each side gathers up their warriors and equipment, and Chat Noir is just another treasured pawn in Ladybug’s army. He is alone in the fact that no one knows his identity. Ladybug has someone, Hawk Moth has someone, and both of them has an arsenal of champions to pick from.

He’s a wild card, he’s an anomaly. He was once Ladybug’s partner, he was a prototype for the modern Miraculous hero, and by himself, he had a visible presence. But he lost the novelty quickly.

Even in Season 1, people preferred Ladybug. She was the one to fix their city, she made the flashy speech at the Eiffel Tower, it was explainable. In Season 2, Hawk Moth began to ignore his Miraculous multiple times in favour of Ladybug’s earrings. Chloé called him Ladybug’s second fiddle. In Season 3, Fu’s obvious favour of Ladybug as future Guardian emphasised Chat Noir’s emerging sidelining. And in Season 4, Ladybug herself begun to omit her partner.

What does this have in store for the future? Rumours and headcanons fly, whispers of an akumatization on par with Chat Blanc looms closer and closer. Personally, I hope that something more substantial is done with Chat Noir’s character. There’s still so much to be expatiated, his family history, his own personality, and his unlocked powers. If the Black Cat Miraculous was truly the harmonizing consort of the Ladybug Miraculous, then logically, Chat Noir should be receiving the multiple new upgrades in the near future.

A climax where an issue that has spanned for four seasons ending within two episodes sounds stereotypically Miraculous and nightmarish. But the show has three more seasons to go, and hopefully this conflict will be used as a starting point for what may be in store for those seasons.

What if Chat Noir decides to deflect? What is he decided to derail, and what if Chat Noir becomes the next villain? ShadowMoth is a recurring joke at this point, and with the development of Season 4, ShadowMoth’s return in Season 5 sounds exhausting and repetitive. Looking at the overarching picture, there is only one person that has enough incentive and power to become Ladybug’s future archnemesis.

Love and hate are the opposite sides of the same coin.

But no matter what is in store for the distant narrative of Miraculous, this essay concludes on the now.

We look at Season 1 Chat Noir, and the Chat Noir of the latest episode. Even if his powers and position hasn’t grown, he has developed into his role emotionally, in an unfortunately negative way.

Chat Noir is no longer Ladybug’s partner, and analytically, no longer as important as he once was.

I really hope the show does something good with this.

#miraculous les aventures de ladybug et chat noir #ladybug #chat noir #analysis

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immaturityofthomasastruc · 2 years

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I think I came to realize a fundamental issue with the love square. One that's existed all the way back during Adrien's initial development after Felix.

If you look at the general timeline (which is pretty long so research is definitely needed) and see where things are changed and where they stay the same, you start to notice where the favoritism of the show actually lies. I think @imthepunchlord mentioned this before, but it's obvious that every facet of the love square was changed except for Chat Noir.

You can even see it in the PV where the changes for each character were made. Felix is basically (and as of episode Felix is confirmed to be in the eyes of the writers) an entire character that was scrapped for vague, inconsistent reasons. He was replaced by fine in concept but cardboard in execution Adrien. Marinette/Bridgette is much more upfront in her love and clearly doesn't struggle in voicing this. We don't see or have much info on how she got on with he class but let's assume that it's similar to how it is in the show. The only real change we can account for is the primary source of "comedy". Instead of putting effort into actual jokes, they sacrificed logic and character growth. Notice how in the show whenever the fake reveals happen, all her issues and anxiety conversing with Adrien magically suppress themselves unless the writing decides to be a dick. Honestly, her arc and relationship with Felix should always remain inverse to their relationship as super heroes. But then there's the other identities.

A key foundation to the appeal of the love square should be how inverse their relationship is to their civilian lives. But through either incompetence or outside meddling, they refuse to develop all sides at once like they should and instead only develop 2. Marinette's civilian life as the guardian and Chat's superhero life becoming lonely. This was stupid, because now you have two parts of the love square oblivious to any changes in their partnership/relationship. Adrien just isn't close enough to Marinette by this point to notice, again because of status quo bullshit, but Chat Noir just refuses to divulge to Ladybug his issues, which is even more stupid writing because 4 seasons in he should know better. This is what happens when stagnation is a go to writing choice. While Ladybug still rejects Chat Noir's advances, she does it in a way to not hurt his feelings too bad and doesn't dissuade him from trying again the next day (or minute in terms of the episodes). In the PV you see Chat Noir show hurt from his rejection (acknowledging that initially he only wanted her love for the kiss to break the curse but was supposed to genuinely fall in love later) and Ladybug show annoyance at his constant advances.

This post is super long but to simplify, it should've gone like this:

Ladybug <- Chat / Marinette -> Adrien to

Ladybug -> Chat / Marinette <- Adrien

with the gradual dissolving of issues like unwanted touches and constant distractions during battle (Chat) and overly obsessive behavior, not encouraged by bad friends (Marinette), and putting the love interest on a pedestal while acting out in jealousy (Chat/Marinette).

Long as post. This is my TedTalk. Thank you for reading.

Don’t worry, I get it. It’s a complicated subject to talk about.

The whole idea behind the Love Square was that all four sides would grow the longer Marinette/Bridgette and Adrien/Felix got to know each other, with or without the mask.

But like you said, because both Marinette and Adrien are growing increasingly isolated, there’s even less development than there was before. It could easily be remedied by focusing on the other sides like Marichat or Ladrien, but they never focus on how deep their bond supposedly is unless the plot needs them to. I’m going to talk more about this in my Love Square analysis, but you still make a great point, anon.

#immaturity of thomas astruc #iota #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug salt #ml salt #marinette dupain cheng #ladybug #adrien agreste #cat noir #love square salt #love square critical

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yanderecandystore · 3 years

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can we get the bullies with a male slasher s/o?

I swear like-

I swear I already did something like this?? But maybe no??¿? XD

So anyway- Alright boo, let me see what I can do- Sorry but I decided to take liberty and… Make this one be very stupid XD

TW/Tags: killer reader :3 // mentions of death // mentions of h o r n i n e s s // I have no like- Idea how to make this work so- Let's just go with it lol // low-key based on dbd, although I never played the game I know only a bit about it- // REALLY silly :P

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Horror Movies Cliches [Yandere!Bully OCS x M!Slasher!Reader - Headcanon]:

🎇 Let me set the stage for a quick sec!🎇

Let's just create a bit of context- Imagine the most over the top horror movie cliche you can think off- Some teens, hanging around a haunted place, everyone is organizing a creepy party while also trying to prank one another. The twins are part of this party because duh- They're popular? Rich? Pretty af? Everyone wants a piece of them tonight, especially you.

Although technically, not in the same way the horny bastards around here want to. While some are trying to impress them, and others try to prank them and humiliate them for at least once in their lives- You're looking for something more, well, important. You were done with being the one left behind, always ridiculed by the twins and their mob of "friends".

You wanted nothing more than sweet revenge tonight, and it didn't matter which rich asshole's blood would be spilled tonight- And even if your plan wasn't exactly foolproof, you were still going to go down and smash their skulls.

With a mask covering your face, gloves to cover your fingerprints and a baseball bat- You were ready for your first hunt tonight. What could ever stop you if not God itself?

Maybe you didn't calculate all possibilities of what could go wrong today, perhaps you should have considered that you weren't the only one bloodlusty in this party.

→ Adrien Coldwell:

Adrien is not really a- Adrien is-

What can I say about Adrien? Adrien is not the best at survival, or trying to survive, or wanting to survive-

Adrien is too lazy for this- He doesn't really put an effort in trying to hide himself, since he is sold 100% that this is just another prank. The only thing stopping you from finding him and smashing his bones is his natural luck which is conveniently protecting himself from being found.

God, this party is boring.

You would probably find Adrien by accident, just- Eating some snacks as all the other participants of the party were already dead. However- You weren't so lucky when you tried killing him right there, he ran away before you could grab him.

Now noticing how real the situation was, he was ready to find any means of communication to call for help, but it seems like all possible means of easy and quick communication has been cut off.

Adrien can either hide and pray for someone to come help him, or try to fight you off and stop you from hunting him. And of course he ain't fucking attacking you, what do you take him for?? Insane?? Dumb?? Nah bitch, he is hiding.

Up until this point, Adrien had no idea you were the one behind the mask. He thought you were a random creep that went insane and decided to take his anger out on some rich people- Which could mean he is half right and half wrong!

But honestly though, you're the last person that he imagined being capable of killing so many people in one night! He didn't even know you were invited to this party, which makes this so unfortunate to him, he could be wearing a cuter outfit if he knew you would be here!

One would assume that after showing their true identities to their victims before their death would cause their victims to become even more frightened and beg for mercy!- In your case though? Nah, that ain't happening.

Adrien is treating this situation with much seriousness as one would imagine he would- With none. Knowing that you're the one killing everyone with a bat is kinda pathetic if not hilarious to him.

After all, it's just "you". What evil can you do? Honestly, you came all the way to this place to make him "pay for his actions"?? Don't you have anything better to do on a Saturday night, honey?

To be fair- He kinda digs the "unhinged maniac" look you have going on, blood suits you so well. Hell! He bet it would suit him just as well too.

Your night was supposed to be one of pure gore and carnage, revenge against those that have harmed you- Yet here you are, being flirted with by Adrien, who is getting a little too into the "killer x victim" dynamic going on.

Ugh, you don't feel in the mood anymore… It feels so wrong when he keeps flirting about it.

In the end, you two have inverted the roles in a way. You were trying to get away from Adrien who was chasing you and making you embarrassed with as much flirting as possible.

Such an unfortunate night.

→ Alexandra Coldwell:

Alexandra would think this is all an elaborate spooky prank, yet she would be lying if she said she didn't find this all…. A bit too much.

No, s-she isn't scared! Just frustrated that this party sucks! It's so immature to just- Try to humiliate her by making her scared! Is such a low move.

Alexandra wouldn't do much effort into hiding since she doesn't think there is any danger nearby. You would have found her very early on, and you can imagine how frustrating it was to see her escaping from your grasp- You have forgotten how athletic Alexandra is, of course she would have ran away faster than you could snatch her.

Now noticing how real the situation was, she was ready to find any means of communication to call for help, but it seems like all possible means of easy and quick communication has been cut off.

Alexandra can either hide and pray for someone to come help her, or try to fight you off and stop you from hunting her. And of course she'll be fighting you- Pfft, what? You think she'll chicken out?? You literally made her break her nail- You psycho!

Up until this point, Alexandra didn't know you were- Well, you! She thought you were some random ass psycho trying to ruin some teens party for some "revenge" bs. So maybe she was half right, and half wrong!

Alexandra would have never ever imagined that you were the killer! Were you even invited to the party?? Why has nobody told her? She could have chosen something more cute for you, damnit!

Alexandra just laughs it off and treats it like every school day- Belittling you while all's giving mix signals of affection.

She isn't afraid anymore, why would she? You're just a little wimp who thinks that getting a wooden bat and dark clothes makes you scary. Dearest, you have forgotten who is the bigger dog around here-

You wasted your whole night just to make her terrified? Honestly, you need a better hobby- Obsessing over your bully is such a loser move on your part, although she would be lying if she said she doesn't appreciate the fact you care so much about her.

Alexandra was getting a little too interested into this "roleplay" going on- Wanting to be your final girl, after all it didn't sound half as bad. Maybe she has been a little too into those slasher fanfics she has been finding around- But damn, you look almost acceptable while drenched in blood.

Her lack of care or empathy towards those who have been brutally killed, while also drooling over you, reminds you that- Honestly? Fuck this. You should have expected a Coldwell to be a morally fucked up person- Why are you surprised?

You've been trying your best to go back home, but being constantly followed by an overly affectionate Alexandra is just as bad as being humiliated by an overly sadistic Alexandra. You got no rest that day.

Such an unfortunate night.

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soulmate-game · 4 years

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Continuation of the story from Day 1, because you guys requested it enough that I started Thinking, lol.

Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Month 2020

Day 3: Siblings

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Dinner. One day after meeting her father for the first time. She had managed to postpone any sort of… socialization and emotional bonding, during their meeting earlier for everyone to choose from Marinette’s initial sketches for them and generally consult some more, by once again steamrolling everyone with Professionalism and Business Marinette.

But no longer. She couldn’t escape. Staring at a giant wooden, elaborate door like it was her pathway to Prison—

“Stop dramatizing everything in your head, Mari,” Adrien fondly scolded, gently rapping the side of her skull with one knuckle. “I got things to do, for your company I might add, so I can’t stay. But, you’ll be fine,” he leaned in, smirking at her and winking as he lowered his voice. “Besides, you’ve been through way worse than a little family reunion, Bugaboo. You’ve faced down way scarier people than the Waynes. You got this,” he encouraged before giving her a solid clap on the shoulder and a chaste kiss on the cheek, walking back towards their sleek but understated dark red car. Rented, of course, for the business trip, but nonetheless very nice.

Adrien had driver’s licenses for just about every major country. Marinette stopped questioning it a while ago.

She waited until he was gone before throwing her hands up. “Scarier people, he says. Like the Bat clan isn’t known for being some of the most intimidating heroes and vigilantes in the spotlight,” she grumbled. When she turned around, it was to the door already being open, and she jumped a bit in surprise. She hadn’t heard anyone answer the door, but sure enough Alfred Pennyworth stood there holding the door with a small smile, with Bruce Wayne and all of Marinette’s siblings gathered behind him. At least this time, nobody had their spouses or children. Every one of them was smirking, some more sharply than others (Damian).

“Would you like to come in, Miss Dupain-Cheng?” Alfred asked, waving his hand to gesture to the fact that there was plenty of room for her to enter. Blushing, she did just that, taking a breath and forcing herself to actually look at the family she had just met instead of down at her glossy navy blue pumps. Jason, the man with the white fringe in his hair. Second Robin, current Red Hood, her mind supplied, spoke up with a grin and his arms crossed over his chest.

“You don’t look so suave anymore, little Queenie,” he teased. Marinette instantly made a face, screwing up her nose.

“No. That nickname is vetoed. One of my friend’s nicknames is Queenie, and not only will she never let me live it down if she finds out someone called me that, but, just no,” Marinette dramatically shivered. “Most of my friends call me Princess nowadays anyway,” she shrugged. “Adrien started it, and it somehow caught on. It’s too much work to protest at this point.”

“You’re not good with crowds,” the soft spoken woman, Cassandra, decided to add. Marinette winced, shifting on her feet even as she followed the group to the dining room.

“Ehhh. I’ve gotten used to dealing with press and stuff, to a certain degree anyway considering my alias. And wearing my Business persona always helps in consultations. But, I’m not…” Marinette bit the inside of her cheek, clearly a little uncomfortable as she looked around. “The best at… actually talking to people outside of my small group of friends.”

Bruce sighed as most of his kids chuckled or snorted at that. Dick, the oldest but second-shortest of the men besides Tim, came over and draped an arm familiarly over Marinette’s shoulders. He still towered over her though, so he had to slouch a bit to do so.

“Ah, that would be the genetics. Let’s hope you stay where you are at instead of getting as bad at communication as B,” he told her cheerfully. She raised an eyebrow at him.

“What about Damian?”

“He’s even worse!”

“Tt,” said teenager tutted, rolling his eyes as they entered the dining room and he was able to come up to Marinette’s other side. “That was mostly how I was raised before I met Father. I have gotten a lot better than I used to be, Grayson.”

Dick gave him a smile, graciously relieving Marinette of the close contact in favor of rustling Damian’s hair despite the fact that the younger Wayne was taller than him already. “Yes, you sure have! But you still need improvement, baby bird.”

Soon enough, everyone managed to get seated around the large dining table. Bruce insisted that Marinette take one of the seats next to him at the head of the table, across from Damian, since this was her first family dinner. Dick sat next to her, Jason across from him, followed by Tim and Duke on Damian’s side of the table. On the other side of Dick sat Cassandra, and then Stephanie. Alfred served everyone before also taking a seat at the table, on the opposite end from Bruce.

And, true to BatFam tradition, everything was a little awkward for the first minute or two. Marinette didn’t know what to say, and nobody quite knew where to begin. Dick would normally start a conversation, but he was trying to glare into Bruce’s head a silent message of “talk to her, damn it.”

Finally seeming to get it, Bruce cleared his throat and turned to Marinette. “So, I wanted to ask. When do you find out about being my daughter?”

Several people around the table closed their eyes in mourning for Bruce’s social skills. Marinette though, just smiled in slight relief at the decision of how to start talking being taken from her.

“Oh. It was in stages, really. When I was ten, we started our unit in school on genetics. I don’t usually care enough about science to do much more than the school requires, but genetics captivated me for some reason. I researched it almost obsessively at home for a while, almost instantly realizing that there had to be a reason that I had blue eyes when none of the rest of my family did. After a week or two, I found my Maman and Papan’s adoption papers in their room,” she blushed, tugging on one end of her bangs, which she had framing her face since she was wearing her hair down that day. “I uh… I’ve always been a little nosy. I never told them that I found the papers, to me it was just the answer I needed. I didn’t think about it at all after that, and my obsession over genetics went away. It wasn’t until I was thirteen that I decided to look into my birth parents,” Marinette sighed, shoving a bite of food in her mouth to buy her time before continuing. Everyone was focused on her, and it was a little unsettling. Every one of them had a sharper gaze than a normal person, and it made her feel like she was made of glass and everyone else could see right through her. “I was going through a lot, back then. I wanted someone to be mad at, I wanted to be able to blame my DNA for the things that had happened.”

“Things?” Bruce interrupted, back straight and eyebrows drawn down. “What things?” Marinette giggled, tilting her head instead of answering and just letting her eyes study him. Bruce Wayne, Batman, the Dark Knight. Original vigilante of Gotham city, one of the founding members of the Justice League. Famous for his secrecy, intimidating presence, and intelligence. Then she switched her gaze, one by one, to everyone else at the table before leaning back and taking a sip of her soda.

“Do you guys know anything about the situation Paris experienced for four years?” She asked, instead of directly answering. It was Tim who frowned, leaning forward to look at her and reply.

“I heard very vague rumors of weird things, but nothing concrete enough to investigate. What happened?”

Marinette hummed, deciding to sum it up for them. “The short version? When I was thirteen, a classmate of mine spontaneously turned into a giant rock monster and destroyed a good portion of the city. Turns out, that was the first of many attacks by our city’s very own supervillain, Hawkmoth. He had a magical artifact that allowed him to take advantage of anyone’s negative emotions to give them powers and brainwash them into being, essentially, temporary villains that he used for his own means. Two heroes showed up out of nowhere, powered by similar magical artifacts, to combat him and free the people he corrupted. Ladybug and Chat Noir, the original Parisian heroes and the leaders of the team that later had to form.”

Jason frowned, along with everyone else at the table. Finally, it was Duke who asked:

“How did we not know about villains in Paris?” To which Marinette just gave him a dangerously wicked smirk that was far too similar to Damian’s for anyone’s comfort.

“Because I do my job,” she told him flatly, sipping from her cup as everyone stared at her in various amounts of shock. “That’s why finding out that my biological father was Batman made so much sense. That’s why I wanted to find out who my birth parents were. I wanted to blame the heroism on genetics. And, it doesn’t look like I was exactly wrong.”

—*—*—*—*—*

Yeah, that was how her first family dinner and subsequent identity reveal went.

Luckily, considering that Bruce had hired MDC for a pretty long job, Marinette was able to finish school online instead of going back to Paris for it. There was no real need anyway, they had defeated Hawkmoth and gotten Adrien emancipated so for now it was calm in Paris. They didn’t need their heroes anymore, for the time being. This meant that Marinette and Adrien, along with a few employees that helped measure and cut fabric and do secretarial duties they needed help with, got to stay in Gotham while Marinette went back and forth to Wayne manor, Wayne Tower, and back to their temporary home.

After about a month, Marinette was comfortable enough with the Waynes that she found herself lounging in the bat cave as she sketched, though she kept raising her eyes to the glass tubes that held old uniforms. Damian was sat across from her, essentially laying out over two chairs while he played some game upside down on his phone. He might usually be a cold brat, even for a sixteen year old, but even he liked to abuse the way furniture should be used and ignore the world via technology.

But he still caught her constantly wandering gaze.

“You don’t like them.”

“They suck!” Marinette immediately agreed, slamming her sketchbook on the metal briefing table. “Your Robin outfit is the only passable one there is! The colors aren’t even the issue, even high fashion designers can appreciate a good color clash moment. But what was Father thinking?! Putting Grayson in that glorified onesie— why are there no pants?! Jason’s at least as a cape that can cocoon his body and prevent anyone from seeing the disaster beneath. I should thank Tim for at least upgrading the suit to having pants, but he still kept the outside-underwear look that I cannot forgive. The attempt at fashion, though, is appreciated. Disappointing, but appreciated.”

“That pretty much sums them all up,” Damian quipped, getting a snort of amusement out of his sister. Maybe that was one thing he had grown to like about her. She didn’t reprimand him for his sense of humor, and usually she even laughed along. The more morbid humor would get a playful shove and a glare, but no real animosity. And she understood him on a different level, too. One he appreciated even more.

“You said, yesterday, that the Cure brings back everyone who dies during a Miraculous-related incident,” Damian spoke up again after a moment, pointedly not looking at her. “Did you ever count?”

Marinette, this being one of the reasons he was quickly growing fond of her, immediately understood. She sighed, closing her notebook. She might have only been two years his elder, but she had had what felt like a lifetime of more experiences than he did, usually in the friendship and social department though. They were roughly equal in their heroism experience, which was weird to think about, but Damian still valued her input. It was different from the rest of the family.

“It was different in Paris than it would be for anyone else. I didn’t keep track of the number of people who died,” she finally answered, taking her hair out of its work bun and running her hands through the midnight black locks. “But I kept track of how often. Since nobody remembered their deaths, I guess I felt it was my responsibility to remember my failures for them. My former best friend, Alya. Over the course of those four years, she died seventeen times. Her boyfriend, Nino, died fourteen. The Mayor died three times. Chloe, my current friend and former bully, died twenty-two times,” she grimaced at Damian’s shocked expression, nodding grimly. “During those first two, maybe two and a half years, she was one of the primary Akuma targets. She was still either an active bully or in the beginning of trying to change for the better, so she caused a lot of negative emotions everywhere she went. Things got better once she matured a bit, though. Anyway, there’s this girl I used to babysit. Manon. She died five times before she was even ten years old,” Marinette shook her head, that look of age and exhaustion that Damian saw in every Wayne and every hero he had ever fought with seeping into her eyes. “My parents, they died thirty-seven times. They were constantly worried about me, and ran into danger on several occasions trying to find and keep me safe. But I could never tell them who I was. I physically could. I had the power to sit them down and say; Hey, I’m Ladybug. Stop running out and getting yourselves killed. But I never did. I valued my identity first. So I usually ended up seeing, in the middle of a fight, one or both of them squished under falling debris. Or drowned. Frozen solid. Burned alive,” she paused, taking a deep breath to steady herself. “So no. I don’t understand what it was like for you, to count bodies as you felled them. But hell, if it doesn’t feel like I should. Logic doesn’t mean much in the face of emotion, especially guilt. I know I didn’t kill the people I care about, but every single one of their deaths weighs on me like I was the one that caused it.”

Damian nodded, and they shared a few moments of peaceful, contemplative silence as they both ruminated on their less than pleasant memories without fear of being yelled at for what those memories contained.

“But, I do have a secret,” she admitted softly, attracting her brother’s emerald-eyed attention again. The normally cheerful woman was much more subdued even than before, sapphire irises self conscious and vulnerable, which was rare. She licked her lips, even more rare considering her love of her light pink lipstick, and moved off her chair so that she was, instead, sitting on the cold stone floor. Without hesitation, Damian joined her.

“Technically, it didn’t happen. It was a timeline that my friend, the one who I gave the snake Miraculous, essentially erased when he reversed time. But I remember it even though I shouldn’t. How could I forget?”

“You took a life,” Damian whispered, grimacing in empathy. “First time?”

“And the second, and the fifth,” she admitted. “Viperion had to try seven times before I stopped repeating it. But it was always the same person, back during our final battle. I killed Gabriel Agreste seven times. But nobody but me and Luca will ever remember.”

Damian and Marinette both knew it wasn’t the same as Damian’s childhood. They both knew that they would likely never fully understand one another’s trauma. Not the nuances of it. But they did understand the important parts, the broad strokes. Despite their vastly different lives, they understood the big parts that shaped one another.

That was why Damian took to her so quickly. If he had been younger and still bratty, naive, and angry at everything, then it would be a different story entirely. But he was matured, more willing to let himself feel sympathy. And that made the difference.

“You never forget the first person,” he remarked.

“No matter the age or timeline,” she agreed. “I saw how hard it was to stop. How sickeningly addictive it can be, but I hate what it makes me more than I like how it feels.”

“... me too,” Damian whispered. “Me too.”

—*—*—*—*—*

“Wooo!” Marinette cheered as she flew through the air, her hands latching onto Dick’s. There was no audience, but there didn’t need to be. Just the two of them, doing a routine that they’ve been working on during the few chances they had for the past several weeks. Marinette had never done trapeze before Dick helped her learn, but her time swinging through Paris streets helped tremendously alongside her general Gymnastics experience.

Marinette and Dick flipped through the air, swinging from bar to bar, Dick occasionally catching and tossing her again. They soared through the air, both curling through two flips before landing on their respective platforms with matching wide smiles. Marinette, chest heaving a bit since she was slightly out of shape (meaning that she wasn’t at all out of shape, only out of practice when it came to swinging through the air for any length of time. There’s a difference). She met Dick on the floor, who proceeded to ruffle her hair happily.

“That was awesome! Looks like you finally got the routine down,” he praised. She laughed, elbowing him.

“I bet I’m better on the balance beam,” she challenged, making Dick grin widely.

“Oh you are on!”

—*—*—*—*—*

“Ya ever died before?” Jason asked, making Marinette chuckle.

“Two-hundred and eighty-seven times.”

“You started as Ladybug at thirteen, right?”

“Yup. No training or mentor for the first year either.”

“Yeah, then that sounds about right. Wanna go break all the traffic laws?”

“Only if we take your bike.”

“Fuckin’ Duh. What else?”

—*—*—*—*—*

“You stalked Adrien?” Tim asked, smirking that insufferable smirk of his. Marinette groaned, flopping back onto the sofa.

“No! I didn’t mean it that way, anyway. I just took a lot of pictures and spied on him.”

“Yup. You’re Bruce’s kid,” he remarked, tapping away at his laptop. Marinette narrowed her eyes.

“You have noooo place to judge, Mister ‘Dick Grayson is the only person alive who can do four somersaults in the air!’ And ‘Yes, I‘ve known that you are batman since I was eight. Look at all these pictures I took when I— what was your terminology again?”

Tim rolled his eyes, but a grin was peeking through. “Yeah, yeah.”

—*—*—*—*—*

Four months later, and Marinette was staring down at all the garment bags she had painstakingly filled. Outfits for every single one of her new family members. It took a while, but they were ready for the Wayne Gala. Adrien slung am arm over her shoulder.

“You’ve outdone yourself again, Princess,” he praised, grinning at the array of coveted outfits they were about to transport. “But one teensy weeny, tiny little thing.”

“What is it, Chaton?”

Adrien grinned. “Do you have a dress for yourself? Bruce invited you, too, didn’t he?”

Marinette’s face drained of color, right as a knock sounded on the door. Adrien, seeing as Marinette was so far into Panic Mode that she could not be reached at the moment, went to open the door. A second later, plastic was all Marinette could see. Blinking, she raised her head.

It was Cass, holding out a pink garment bag with Marinette’s name on it.

“Thought you would forget,” was all the other woman offered as explanation. Marinette, after gaping for a moment, slowly took the bag from her. Cass smirked. “Present from WE.”

Marinette laughed.

“You guys are the best.”

—*—*—*—*—*

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olivia-anderson-fanfic · 3 years

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Soulmarks, Part 7

First part

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Tim watched as everyone debated what to do with him. They had all changed out of their costumes (except for Marinette, who was still using the turtle miraculous) and now sat around the dinner table with their mostly untouched plates.

(It was all finger food, Alfred had thought it best not to get forks and knives involved.)

He sipped at some coffee he’d been given. Marinette had opened a hatch in the hamster ball to hand it to him. Of course, when he’d tried to open the hatch himself when no one was looking, it hadn’t worked for him. Now, he just sulked in the corner.

“We don’t know if he’s really safe enough to let out of his hamster ball, yet,” said Barbara.

Dick rolled his eyes. “Leaving him in it is inhumane.”

“Is it?”

“Considering you’re calling it a hamster ball, I’m gonna say yes.”

Adrien shrugged. “We couldn’t keep him in it full time, anyways. Even if she constantly brought him around with her, she’d have to sleep at some point.”

“Debatable,” said Marinette, holding a Big Gulp cup filled to the brim with espresso shots.

Bruce steepled his fingers in front of him on the table and all the kids looked up at him so he could speak: “We can’t keep him locked up in general. His mental health is already fragile enough, social and physical isolation would only worsen it.”

Marinette nodded calmly. “The Miraculous Cure can only do so much. I haven’t checked to see if my soulmarks are back to normal, but I doubt it.”

It was silent as everyone’s gazes fell on Tim. He looked into his coffee. He knew they were giving him pitying looks, he wasn’t stupid, but he didn’t want to look up and confirm it. Their pity only made everything that happened to him feel more real.

He was glad when Marinette suddenly snapped her fingers and pointed at Adrien, pulling their attention away from him. He didn’t know what he would have done if they’d kept looking at him like that.

“Hey, give me a portal to my room?”

Adrien raised his eyebrows but complied.

She stepped through the portal and they all looked at each other awkwardly as they listened to her throw things around. After a little bit she walked back inside with a grin.

She held up a notebook. It was well-worn and filled with multi-colored tabs. The little ‘writing’ that he could see, which was on the cover in glitter, could have easily been mistaken for squiggles for how illegible it was.

She got a couple raised eyebrows and huffed.

“I’ve kept track of all of my soulmarks over the years, so at least we can make it easier to get used to normal life again by giving him stuff to do that he likes.”

Tim felt his face warm. A notebook keeping track of his likes and dislikes? He knew for a fact that it was important to her, too. He rested a hand over where he knew the tiny notebook tattoo was on his knee. How dare she be so cute?

Barbara laughed. “You really are his soulmate, huh?”

She blushed and held the notebook closer to her chest. He smiled. Good, at least he wasn’t the only one blushing.

“Well, yes, it’s not like I’m faking it.” She thumbed through the pages. “Right, I don’t exactly know what some of these mean. Like there was this circus one for a while --?”

Dick winced a little and raised his hand. “That one’s me. He was apparently obsessed with me for a while. It’s how he figured out our identities.”

She nodded slowly. “Makes sense. It explains why your name popped up around the same time…"

She flipped through for a while, and he noted that she was looking specifically at red tabs. Still, she didn’t ask any more questions. He raised an eyebrow.

She closed the notebook when Adrien tried to look over her shoulder.

Bruce sighed. “We’re all going to have to keep an eye on him. He seems to be in better shape than he was earlier, but we can’t be too cautious. This won’t be a thing that will disappear at the end of the week and we cannot treat it as such. Understand?”

Everyone nodded.

Marinette hesitantly reached a hand out and made a tiny motion with her fingers.

The hamster ball flickered and then disappeared.

They all watched Tim anxiously as he slowly pushed himself to feet. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse from lack of use: “Hey, guys. How’s it going?”

Marinette yawned as she stepped into her room, sending a wave to everyone as the portal closed behind her.

She set the notebook on her desk and sighed as she let her transformation drop. She handed Wayzz the turtle miraculous and sent him off to give Master Fu her thanks and his miraculous.

Normally she would stay up, but the day’s events had been… tiring, to say the least. Besides, she probably wouldn’t need to do anything that night, Hawkmoth hardly ever akumatized two people in a day.

She started to change into her pajamas, then paused and checked her mirror.

On her back was two names: Harley Quinn and Joker. This made sense, his hatred of them was far more personal than it had been when they’d just been represented as a deck of cards. She added it to her notebook.

She checked her back and found that there was nothing else, so she turned around to see the nicer things.

The gag gun had disappeared, replaced by a computer mouse.

She didn’t know what to think about the fact that him being Robin wasn’t over her heart again, but she figured it made sense that he’d be hesitant to take up the mantle again considering the last time he’d done any work as Robin he’d been tortured.

Her eyes found their way to the tiny bowling ball on her hip and she smiled faintly. Oh, so he’d enjoyed ‘bowling’ with her earlier. Cute. She didn’t know if the fun would transfer over to regular bowling, but she figured it would be worth a try as she added the picture and date to her notebook.

The names were back. Her eyes traced over the familiar letters and a sigh escaped her lips. Good. Same places and everything. At least he still valued his relationships.

And then her eyes caught sight of a new name on her shoulder. She felt a blush rise to her face.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

~~~

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kairos-polaris · 3 years

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Miraculous Ladybug. Ah, the show that can't deliver its promises, teaches the female mc wrong lessons, is so sexist and racist it hurts and still calls itself "woke" and says they promote "girls power". I was so angry I wrote it at 1 am with little to no light to see what I was writing.

Mlb has a lot of problems. I won't be talking about the plot because it will be too long.

So here we are!

✓ Who is the main villain? Is it Chloé/Lila or Hawkmoth? The grownup man who chose to terrorise Paris and abuse people in their most vulnerable times? Or two teenagers who need a more strict discipline and help from adults, not their peers? Both Chloé and Lila made mistakes but they're kids who can change. I don't want to say they don't have to be punished for their actions, they do. You can't change a person if they don't want to and making them face consequences of their actions is an important part of growing up. If Mlb writers really cared about teaching their viewers that people can change, they will start a redemption arc for Chloé after Antibug and after Volpina for Lila. But, apparently, they decided that letting kids change their behaviour and grow up to be a better person is boring, right?

✓ Gabriel Agreste. Abuser, control freak, magical terrorist. And yet some people believe he deserves to win. He's not only a bad person but a bad villain too! Most of his actions have no sense and work only because the writers said so. Why did he think that creating a supervillain is a good way to lure out a superhero? They could be in different country/city. Both Miraculouses could be hidden in someone's attic! Plus from New York special we know that other heroes exist. How could he be so sure they wouldn't be the one to fight his champions?

And why did he akumatize himself? He had no way of knowing that Ladybug saw his book. He saw Adrien take the book. All he had to do is to say something like this: "It's a very important book Adrien. Your mother found it years ago in her attic. This book was a great inspiration for me". His akumatization was too convenient for the plot.

✓A lot of people blame Marinette for causing so much akumas. Are you okay people? Hawkmoth is the one who creates akumas. What a surprise! No one other than him can do that. Repeat after me: upsetting someone doesn't equal to using their feelings for your own gain. Chloé deliberately humiliated or angered someone and it still doesn't count as causing an akumatization because it wasn't her goal. I don't mean to say it wasn't wrong but she didn't send an akuma. She is a spoiled rich brat who doesn't care about the consequences of her actions. Lila came close to actually causing akumas but it's still Hawkmoth who sends out butterflies and uses completely natural and normal feelings and emotions against everyone. Please, don't shift his blame on teenagers.

✓ Sexism is everywhere. From civilian interactions to heroes' costume designs. So here's a list of problems I've remembered at 1 am:

Writers show Lila or Chloé trying to kiss Adrien or invading his private space in a bad light. How dare they harass him? And then we have Chat Noir act the same towards Ladybug! And unlike Adrien Marinette actually says "no, I don't like you. Don't touch me like that". Adrien knows that he makes her uncomfortable but he doesn't care. "She loves him but can't accept it" isn't a good reason to continue harassing her. No means no. Not "continue asking me" or "I'm playing hard to get". Disgusting.

Only rivals Marinete has (excluding Hawkmoth because he's Ladybug's rival) are her love rivals. Lila, Kagami, Chloé. Why can't we have a character who rivals Marinete in her passion: designing? It's not "girls power" to have girls in question fight over one rich white sad boy.

The whole Gamer episode. Marinette won fair and square. She deserved to take part in the tournament. Was it okay for Max to be upset? Yes, he spent a lot of time training. Was it okay for him to be angry at Marinette? No, it's not her fault she was better than him. Some may say that she entered because of Adrien (another issue I will mention later) but it doesn't make her less skilled.

Every girl who has a crush is shown obsessive. Marinette, Chloé, Lila, Kagami - Adrien, Rose - Prince Ali, Ondine - Kim. We weren't shown Alya having a crush on Nino but I'm sure she would be just as obsessive because writers can't believe girls can have crushes and not be obsessed with them. I would also like to mention that having two characters of colour with no previous chemistry is kinda racist.(I could have just missed it because I'm not good at noticing flirting. If you noticed Alya and Nino flirting before Animan I would edit this part). They also don't talk a lot if it's not about Adrinette. Their purpose is to push main characters to each other. That's it.

Boys are really nice to their crushes even when akumatized. Both Silencer and Evillustrator were gentlemen. Nathaniel literally took Marinette on a date! Exceptions are Adrien and Felix. Adrien is just perfect (not my words) and Felix is Adrien's evil twin. He was used to: a)show how great Adrien is; b) say "Ladybug would punch Chat if she were truly uncomfortable"; c) to make fans hate him because they prefer PV Felix and Astruc hates him. Do you know why point b is the most harmful? Because it enforces the stereotype that women are always willing and consenting and they have to go to ridiculous lengths to take that consent back.

Suits. Every girl has a skintight suit with little to no details. And did you see how skinny Rena Rouge is compared to Lady WiFi? Or how Ladybug's suit has only one colour? The show doesn't even try to make clothes look more fashionable. They have three (!) designers, two models and Chloé is the Style Queen's daughter. They didn't even try!

✓ Making fun of Marinette's anxiety so often. It's offensive to people who have the same problem.

✓ Master Fu. He's an awful person who pushed his responsibility on children without explaining anything. There was no point in hiding his identity. What if they were akumatized? Well, Paris would be doomed anyway. No Ladybug to purify akuma, no cure. And we saw how dangerous akumatized Chat was in Chat Blanc.

Do you know what would happen if he revealed his identity in the beginning? There would be no Stoneheart 2.0, Marinette and Adrien would have a better understanding of their powers, a support system, a reason to get away to transform.

✓ Chat Noir and Ladybug not knowing who the other is. I've already explained why the akumatization excuse doesn't work. How can you trust a person you don't know? They would be able to support each other in their civilian lives. But they wanted a love square and that's why revealing won't happen in a looooong time.

✓ Sexualisation of minors. Have you seen Mister Bug? Or Lady Noire? They are 14/15! It's gross and disgusting to lust after teenagers. And what about numerous shots of Ladybug's backside? Or how thin Marinette is?

✓ Teaching wrong lessons. First they bash Marinette for not trusting Chloé and then they bash Marinette for trusting Chloé with the bee. How dare Marinette not have fun while fighting her friends? And then several minutes later: How dare she have fun while fighting her friends? Or how she was basically told her feelings don't matter by Madame Bustier in Zombizou. And blaming her for everything bad that happens in the show.

✓ Marinette's whole character revolves around Adrien. It's most obvious in the future special about China. She will go there not to learn about her heritage and her mother's culture but to be with Adrien. Almost everything she does as a civilian is about Adrien. They don't let her move on even when it's hurting her. Wouldn't it be much better if she tried to grow as a person, spend more time on her hobby. Maybe find Hawkmoth?

✓ Another issue is that they don't even try to find Hawkmoth. They treat only symptoms and one day it won't be enough. We had one episode where they were close to finding him. But Gabriel was akumatized so no lead again. Very convenient for the plot.

Why does Mlb have such a big fan base? Why is it so popular? So much wasted potential it physically hurts. But the most important question is why do I spend so much time and energy on this show? Please, send help. I can't continue doing this.

#mlb #mlb writers are sexist #mlb salt #adrien salt #lila and chloe deserve better #lila and chloe are teenagers #they're not evil #mlb characters deserve better #gabriel agreste salt #gabriel agreste is an awful person #marinette deserves better #make characters face consequences of their actions #marinette isn't the only one who makes mistakes #miraculous ladybug #miraculous lb #sexualization

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nemrez · 3 years

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Day 4

Saturday

Plagg

@adrienagresteseptember2021

He’s a pain in his ass.

His best friend.

The sinker of Atlantis.

His kwami.

The one that killed the dinosaurs out (but they still somehow exist?).

He’s in love with cheese, especially Camembert.

He’s quite a handful.

He’s a lot more than words.

Not even his name can completely get him.

Plagg.

“Adrieeeeen~”

“Why are you obsessed over Ladybug?”

“Go. To. Sleep.”

“I love you.”

“I want cheese.”

“I’m hungry.”

Some of his favorite sentences.

But now their time is over.

Every evil is defeated.

And they don’t need them anymore.

Now they’ll have to say Goodbye which is hard.

“I’ll muss you kid and I already told you this but you’re the best Cat Noir I ever had.”

Tears were already welling in Adrien’s eyes because Plagg was the last piece of his family he had. His dad turned out to be Hawkmoth, his mum is dead, ladybug and he still didn’t reveal identities, Nathalie was Mayura and the police thought Gorilla was tangled up in this mess as well.

And now Plagg has to leave him too.

“I don’t want you to go, you’re my best friend and the last family I have. I don’t know how I’ll be strong enough to continue without you at my side.”

Plagg flew to Adrien’s shoulder and hugged him as big as he managed. “I don’t want to leave you either, I-“

“Hey.” Tikki, Ladybug’s kwamis arrived to retrieve the miraculous.

“I’m sorry. Ladybug just-“

Adrien stopped her. “Thank you, Tikki. But I really don’t want to hear about Ladybug.”

“Adrien, we don’t have to do this. You could transform and we would run away and open this shop we talked about and-“

“I’m sorry, Plagg. I wish things could be different but,” Plagg knew that this was going to hurt even more than it did the last time “Plagg, I renounce you.”

With those words Plagg was sucked into the ring. Adrien took the ring of his finger and put it back into the box he had carefully stored away into the top drawer of the small shelf, next to the Camembert.

“Here.”

He handed the box to Tikki and turned away to cry and scream and break down until all his tears were shred, all his screams turned silent and everything inside him was broken to a level not even Cat Noir’s cataclysm could reach.

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toujoursmiraculous · 3 years

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Thoughts and Reaction to WISHMAKER

Oh I'm so excited about this one! Marinette's little soft looks she gives Adrien in recent episodes before snapping herself out of it is adorable. Not overwhelming, just nice. Poor Adrien doesn't know what he wants to do. But the thing that hurts me most (probably because I was always in the same position he is in, so understand more than hurt from it) is the fact he thinks that with Ladybug adding more people to the team, he won't be needed and thus won't be Chat Noir anymore. OOOF it hurts! Poor Adrien doesn't realize that if Ladybug didn't give these Miraculous out, Shadow Moth would've gotten their Miraculous from them a long time ago. I rewatched all episodes out now in chronological order, and it's so obvious she cares about him and could not be able to do what she does without him. What needs to happen is for her to not only tell him that, but express it somehow for him to believe it.

"Come on, Plagg. It's time to start thinking about our future." OUR future. He's including Plagg in that future. Good! I definitely understand what this episode is trying to get across about jobs and careers, but a majority of people can't and never end up doing a job or career they love and gives meaning. Some struggle just to find something they can do with their circumstances, much less something that'd make them happy. A very good message though to encourage young kids to look into many interests and try to find what you enjoy to life to end up doing that makes an impact on the world to spread the positivity and happiness. Hey hey hey Alec, how dare you go after Andre the Ice Cream Maker?! But good on him for not letting it affect him at all, he's doing what he loves so the criticism doesn't matter. "Pistachio and pecan for the clear-sighted young man!" "Who? What young man?" "Hello Marinette." I love Luka so much and Andrew's voice is so smooth. x3 I've wanted to learn the violin for years, I have one, but have never been able to do much with it. Luka having and playing his violin makes me incredibly happy (and adore him even more). "Whoa. You definitely have a gift for finding the right words at the right time." "Adrien." "Ah, well, most of the time." LOL But this entire scene. Luka saying you haven't told him about your feelings have you, her noticing he's sad, and Luka being like let's go talk to him and help him then! Just. AWWW! Poor Adrien has so much pressure to find something he wants to do or his dad will make him do what he wants instead. That's going to make it even harder for him to find something... I remember a spoiler from a long time ago, of Adrien baking with Marinette. What if he finds he loves it when that happens, and it's what he wants to do? :o Ahahahaha when Luka goes and sits next to Adrien, Adrien looks up at Marinette expectantly to sit down too. Probably thought by him. but she went the safe route and went next to Luka. xD Adrien, thinking he knew what Luka and Marinette want to do. Luka knows what he wants but it isn't what Adrien or the rest of us thought. Marinette thought she knew but now she's not sure at all. So all three are kind of confused and it's complicated. Life's complicated. Have you noticed, this is the most honest Marinette and Adrien have ever been about something so deep and personal to them? And they're able to do it around each other. Because Luka's there. He's like their emotional guide to help bring them closer and I love it. "Nothing, my mind is empty!" "I'm completely lost!" - Marinette and Adrien say together. Dang. When Luka explains Marinette and Adrien's "inner music" that felt like the most deep and personal scene this show has ever had. "You two will eventually find what's already in front of you," he says before he knew. As they look at each other. Oh lovely foreshadowing moment here. "But you can't hear it clearly, just let the melody flow." In other words, let things happen as they should. Don't force anything. If it feels right to do something, do it. If it doesn't, don't. Wow that violin is so beautiful. Adrien and Marinette's reactions in

sync, the surprise at the tune, the contentedness, and wordlessly looking at each other before getting up and sitting closer. Such a beautiful scene, this has me in awe honestly. "I've wasted my life!" oh I'm sure that hit hard with some of us older viewers. :c I have trouble sometimes not thinking this way, but there's always still time to change how things are. I love that everyone's dreams are either sweet and positive or just plain silly. Like CrocoJagged.

Hey, hi there, son! I absolutely lost it LOL this was brilliant! And the way he runs away on his hind legs it's too much XD "Hey Adrien, go hide behind that tree!" and then he drags Marinette along to hide her. So funny he's the one taking control in this situation. He's really shown his superhero potential in this and Optigami, even when not suited up. oooh Marinette wasn't where he brought her. That was sus. "HEEEELP I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SWIM!" "If we get hit, we'll reveal our secret identities!" "What do you mean, m'lady?" "When I was six I wanted to be the Knitting Fairy, and the Knitting Fairy didn't wear a mask!" The fact she's distracted and Chat Noir had to be paying attention to pull her to safety was such a Ladybug move. What do you mean you're not needed, Chat?! Obviously you are! Also she's giving you information about herself! LISTEN. She never used to and doesn't have to tell you these things, she's choosing to! And she even asked about you and your childhood! "You must have just forgotten!" or didn't have one. I honestly didn't have a dream as a kid, either. I don't know, I never wanted to grow up and be anything in particular that I thought I could do. I didn't have wishes of things I wanted to do for fun much either. I don't know why exactly, but I had a dad that's enough like Gabriel so maybe that's why. (My sister proceeded to tease me about being a sentimonster, since there's that "Adrien's a sentimonster" theory going around). "But Dad, crocodiles know how to swim..." "I didn't when I was a kid!" THIS SCENE XDD I love it! "If Chat Noir and I get hit, you must come back to this exact moment." Yeah it was at that point my suspicions of Luka finding out about them both seemed to be very likely to happen. "Nobody can know about our secret identities." At this point I was going omg omg omg omg the entire time lol The fact that Adrien would decide to have his identity revealed so he could learn more about himself to help him in the future. o.o This poor boy! And here's Luka finding out about Marinette being Ladybug! The dramatic zoom in! Viperion goes "Marinette?!" literally with Chat less than a foot away and he doesn't even budge. He's really that sad he's not even paying attention to what's going on Dx Okay, Ladybug calling on her Lucky Charm just to have the plushie squeak in her hand got me lol "My childhood dream is being what my parents wanted me to be!" Adrien seems happy. And he's himself, it looks like, so I don't know if we just got it cut off short or if he is exactly what his parents wanted him to be, so he's happy knowing that information?

This back and forth between a serious moment and a hilarious one! Shadow Moth's horrified Adrien's Chat Noir lolol not even the same kind of reaction that was in Chat Blanc when he found out . Okay but back to Luka. I think he was much too far away to hear what Adrien was actually saying, but he can see that it's Adrien standing where Chat Noir was.

He sees Adrien's where Chat Noir was.

The realization that Chat Noir is Adrien.

Understanding exactly what it means for Marinette to be Ladybug and Adrien to be Chat Noir. It's interesting how the people of Paris were able to still have jobs that was as close to their childhood dreams as possible. The man that wanted to be Santa makes toys. Mr. Banana wanted to be a cucumber and while he's not one, he wears a Banana suit every day. Jagged wanted to be a crocodile so the closest he could get was to have one as a pet. Marinette wanted to be the Knitting Fairy and look at all she can knit and sew! Alec: "When I was a kid, I just wanted people to be happy!" so sad that his bullying made him want to make others miserable instead. But it's nice that he wants to start now trying to make others smile and be happy c: "Sorry Alec, but when you're a superhero, even your dreams have to remain a secret." But she told Chat Noir hers. If that's not her going in the direction of outright telling him who she is....! Please let Luka be the one to help Ladybug with Chat Noir and Adrien with Marinette. Please. They need it. They have to have Ladybug realize her feelings for Chat and be willing to tell him everything. And they need Adrien to open his eyes and realize his feelings for Marinette. Once those things happen, they'll be okay. Except Adrien still doesn't know what his dream is because that was taken away by Second Chance. Personally, I think his dream of wanting what his parents wanted him to be, is what he already is. He just doesn't know it. As for his future, that can be up to him to start finding! "Thanks to you, our secret identities were persevered and nobody discovered who Chat Noir and I really are..... uh, not even you, right?" "Not even me. Luckily Wishmaker never hit you or Chat Noir." LIES Funny that he was "Truth" before, but now he's spitting lies. HOWEVER don't worry, I understand very much why he's lying and with the way Marinette is, this would be something she'd worry about and obsess over and Luka doesn't want that for her. He knows he can handle it, and she'll find out about it later when she's meant to. I just think it's ironic and funny lol And ooooof the way Luka's face fell after she left. Poor bb. "It was nothing, Marinette. You know you can always count on me." Luka's going to be Marinette and Adrien's best friend in a way that Nino and Alya just can't be. I can feel it. "We're all okay. Thanks to Ladybug and Chat Noir."

Oh. Oh you dorks! It's like they somehow know deep down they're Ladybug and Chat Noir with that look at that line. They're looking at each other like they know to some extent... I'm sure nothing happened in an episode we have yet to see but, it feels a bit weird, don't you think? "I may not remember my childhood dreams, but that's okay! It's time to focus on the future and find my inner music, like Luka said!" AWWW good for you my precious sunshine boy! Keep being you. Also Adrien's disturbed look at Plagg killed me again.

Marinette: "I'll do it all! .... I'll be Luka's best friend and I'll love Adrien!" Yeah see, that's it! You guys are best as best friends, and Luka will one day find someone else and he'll be happy to have you as his best friend when that time comes too. As far as all the other stuff, that sounds very busy and exhausting, but if it makes her happy! "How can you love other people if you don't love yourself?" Oh dang, that's such a good line to have put in this show honestly! Nicely done. So this is definitely one of if not my favorite episode. Chat Blanc's been my favorite but this is at least up there with it! There's so much to take from this episode, and so much that can come from this episode's events that I'm both extremely excited and scared to find out what happens next.

#ml #miraculous ladybug #ml spoilers #ml season 4 spoilers #ml spoilers season 4 #wishmaker spoilers #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #chat noir #ladybug #viperion #thoughts and reaction to wishmaker #toujoursmiraculous thoughts and reaction

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kitty0boy · 3 years

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More Marichat fanfiction because I’m obsessed.

It’s set a bit in the future so Adrien is 18 and Marinette is 17. Chat is grown up and can use multiple cataclysms but Marinette isn’t yet (I think the age will be 18 so yeah). It’s also reverse love square, so Ladybug is in love with Chat and Adrien is in love with Marinette

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Another day, another akuma. Recently, Hawkmoth had toned down on the frequency of Akumas, maybe he supposed that he would only akumatize the more powerful emotions and oh boy, was this one really mad.

His name was Trickster, his power was shapeshifting. Doesn’t seem very destructive at first but he can turn himself into anything his little heart desires. From blood sucking mosquitoes to giants straight out of a fairy tale to a frog? This guy could do it all. The problem was, what couldn’t he do? How would they stop him?

She was running a little late to the action, who knew getting away from class during a life threatening disaster would be so difficult. Spotting her beloved partner, she landed beside him. “What have we got today kitty?”

“Just your average asshole Ladybug.” He muttered obviously angry.

“You know this guy?” She asked, why was he so mad about this one?

“Not purrsonsly, he was harassing women on the street, following them around. That is until he was called out for it and arrested.”

“You wouldn’t happen to be the one to correct his behaviour, would you?” Silence. She looked up at him, oh he looked seriously ticked off.

She quickly changed the subject. “Well let’s take care of this quickly. Any idea where his akuma is?”

“His camera maybe, or his phone.” He clenched his fists. “Mon dieu what a creep.”

“Alright let’s get a closer look then shall we?”

He nodded before he extended his baton towards the now troll running down the street. His giant club dragging along the ground behind him leaving an indent every time it bounced off the pavement. Without warning he whipped around and threw it into the air, catching on Ladybug’s yo-yo and sending her flying backwards. Twisting mid air she grabbed onto a street lamp, saving her face from scraping the road. Then she was off again, swinging from roof to roof towards the, what was he now? A Yeti?

“Lucky Charm!” She called and down dropped a baseball? Seriously?

She looked everywhere but couldn’t find what to use it for. She raced around looking for its purpose but nothing came into view. “Come on, come on.” She panicked.

Cat looked over, noticing her struggling. “How much time do you have left?”

“Two minutes! I need more time.” She was shaking now, she couldn’t afford to detransform now. It was too dangerous.

“Got it, brace yourself little bug!” Raising his arm in the air he called for his “Cataclysm!” And pressed his hand to the ground creating a giant crater under Trickster’s feet. He only sunk about 2 feet before becoming a raven and flying high above them. So much for getting more time. She had no choice but to leave. She tossed her lucky charm to Chat Noir and hoped he got the message, he looked over to her and nodded before using his baton like a baseball bat launching the ball at Trickster. Well at least the Lucky Charm had some use. She ran until her last dot beeped and slipped into an empty alleyway.

“That was a close one Tikki, I can’t wait until I grow up.” Tikki flew into her purse and pulled out a cookie. “Don’t worry Marinette, you’ll grow up soon. In the meantime Chat Noir will cover for you.” Her heart fluttered a little at the thought of him. “Yeah, I wonder how old he is.”

“Marinette you can’t know each other’s-“

“Identities I know” she cut off “I just want to know when I will be old enough.” Tikki scrunched her face in contemplation, “18” she said, decided it was ok.

“Really! That’s so soon, oh I can’t wait!” She exclaimed. A little too loudly apparently. She heard footsteps, she needed to transform but Tikki wasn’t ready yet. “Hide Tikki.” She whispered before pulling out her phone. Using the camera, she peeked around the corner only to see a tiger creeping towards her. She gasped slightly as she moved backwards, trying not to make any noise. That was when she heard a small thump behind her and a hand covered her mouth. Before she could scream she felt him lean towards her ear “It’s me.” He whispered before scooping her up quietly and trying to figure out how to escape. Marinette looked around and spotted a window on the second floor of the building beside them. He caught on and calling for another cataclysm, reduced the glass to ash. He lifted her inside before climbing up himself.

“Follow.” He instructed before creeping towards the back of the office building. They found an elevator and before he could press the button she grabbed his shoulder, which made him turn around. She pulled him down to whisper in his ear. “Wouldn’t an elevator be too loud kitty?” He paused thinking, “What do you propose?” She looked over his other shoulder and saw a staircase. “We take the stairs.”

“That might take too long, we have to get you out of here fast.”

“You have superpowers Chat, it shouldn’t take that long if you carry me.” His cat ear twitched and without warning he wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her off the ground making a beeline for the stairs. The stairs were those kind of box-y spiral staircases so standing between the gap, he extended his baton causing them to shoot upwards, as if they were in an elevator. She had to tuck her head into his shoulder to avoid smacking it on the bottom of each flight. Reaching the top he put his baton away and wrapped both his arms around her, one behind her back, which caused her to blush, and one under her thighs.

And they were off, though he didn’t get very far before a pigeon started to follow them. She spotted it but wasn’t sure if it was him. “Take a left!” She yelled over the wind and he did, so did the bird. When it turned, a flash of light blinded her but he was still a pigeon. The light came from his foot, which could only mean, she gasped “Chat, he’s wearing a ring! That’s where the akuma is!”

“As helpful as that is purrincess, I can’t do anything until I make sure you’re safe. We’ve gotta get him off my tail.” He huffed in frustration, or from exhaustion. One of the two

She looked around before an idea came to her.

“Cat the sewer system! We need to get down. That way he can’t sniff us out!”

“Got it, hold on tight!”

He quickly pulled something out of his pocket. A blue slice of cheese and popping it into his mouth. He repositioned her so he was carrying her bridal style. “Power up!” He yelled. She felt his hand leave her legs before he twisted around and jumped off the roof, they were going to splat on the road! “Cataclysm!” He growled before extending his hand backwards towards the ground. It made contact with the pavement and it crumbled beneath his hand, they fell straight through the street and she heard him grunt as his back collided with the water. She held her breath. This was gross, something pressed to her lips and she grabbed it inhaling. He started kicking his feet swimming with the current. She had to keep her eyes closed. Luckily it had rained the day before so the water wasn’t just garbage. It was just as disgusting as you’d think it is, but if she had to choose between death and garbage water, this was her best bet. He took a leap before they left the water. Laying side by side. She propped herself up on her elbow and took the baton out of her mouth. Cringing at the stench, she peeled her shirt away from her body, jeez this sucked.

“Sorry Marinette, I was hoping we’d land on the floor.” He panted, she reached over and patted him on the shoulder.

“It’s ok, I’d take sewer water with you over death any day.

Was he blushing, or were his cheeks tinged from the cold water? Catching his breath he stood and held a hand out to her. She took it and stood. He smiled at her and she smiled back. “Claws in” he whispered “Woah woah woah!” She covered her eyes quickly and turned around. He chuckled behind her “Relax m’lady, I just took off my power up.” M’lady? Isn’t that what he called Ladybug? She felt her face grow hot under her hands. “I thought Ladybug was your lady?” She said before she could stop herself. He stammered “O-oh right my bad. I guess the cat got My tongue.” She chuckled slightly before turning around to smile at him, he smiled back and she felt little akumas flutter around her stomach. He eyes drifted from his to his lips. Was he wearing chapstick? What did it taste like? Ugh snap out of it Marinette, there’s an akuma! “Thank you kitty, I’ll be safe down here.”

“I’m not convinced. You’re still out in the open, even if you’re down here. It might be risky to leave you here.” He raised a claw to his chin, trying to decide if he wanted her to stay there.

“Purrhaps if a certain superhero was distracting him, he would leave me alone.” She grinned at her clever wording. She wasn’t usually the type to make puns, but she had to admit, they were kinda fun.

He giggled a little at her pun ‘adorable’ she thought. “You’re right, just please stay safe ok, find a place to hide.” He placed his hands on her shoulders, his thumb brushed over her collar bone and made her blush. “O-ok I will.” She stammered a little breathless. Seriously? She thought she got over the stammering a long time ago. Suddenly, a gloves hand brushed across her forehead before she felt something soft press against it. He pulled back and gave his signature salute before sprinting away from her. Her hand came up to touch the spot where his lips were seconds ago, her face burned and she knew it was as red as her super suit.

“Marinette focus! We’ve got an akuma to capture!” Tikki squeaked. Marinette jumped a little, she completely forgot Tikki was there.

She smacked both sides of her face with her hands “Right! Tikki spots on!” She ran towards an opening, and leapt out, following the trail of footprints no doubt left by the akuma.

She saw Chat Noir pinned to a wall under a bent street lamp, he couldn’t reach it with his hand. The giant shrunk down and changed into an elephant and using its trunk, it made to grab Chat’s miraculous. He almost grabbed it, until her yo-yo wrapped around the trunk and launched him into the building across the street. She ran over to Chat and using all of her strength she pulled the street lamp off of him.

“Thanks bug, the akuma is in his ring.” ‘Bug’ she thought

“Ok then, let’s hope it works this time. Lucky Charm!” And down fell another baseball, the same as before.

“Maybe it was the location last time?” He reasoned.

But she still couldn’t see anything. Was her power broken? “I’ll figure it out, can you provide a distraction?” She asked, “Gladly.” He smiled reassuringly before sprinting towards Trickster.

‘Look at your wrist.’ She had no idea where the thought came from, was that Tikki? She looked down and saw a little bracelet with a loop on it, almost like the loops on a bra. She stared at it curiously “Look out!” She heard before her partner tackled her to the ground. “I don’t know what is interesting about your arm, but please figure it out soon.” He stood and using his baton as a shield, he repelled what looked like water balloons. They were launched back at the akuma who dodged each one, they exploded when they broke.

Chat’s baton flashed red with black spots, it was working! She looked around, the bracelet flashed, and so did her yo-yo and then she saw it. Her yo-yo had a little hook carved into it. She slipped the hook into the loop on the bracelet and the yo-yo spun out into a proper shield. “That’s new.” She exclaimed. Suddenly the vision of Chat using his baton like a baseball bat popped into her head. The solution hit her, “Chat I know what to do!” She yelled leaping out from behind him. The akuma transformed into a giant again and Chat looked at her, “Batter up kitty!” She yelled before pitching the ball to him. He got the idea and hit the ball back to her. She repositioned and angled the shield towards the akuma’s hand. It made contact with the shield and the giant tried to hit it away, but not before it cracked the ring and the akuma fluttered away.

She captured it “bye bye little butterfly!” Throwing the baseball into the air she yelled “Miraculous Ladybug!” And the streets looked good as new.

“Pound it!” The duo said with a fist bump.

The police arrived just in time and arrested the man. “Oh come on I didn’t even do anything wrong! It’s not a crime to take pictures!” He pleaded, “It is to take pictures of people without their consent!” Chat retorted before the door closed and the cruiser sped off.

A small beep came from her earrings, “I’ve gotta go Chat Noir, I’m proud of you though.” She smiled before hooking her yo-yo onto a chimney. “What for?” He asked. “For standing up for those women, being cat-called and followed is terrifying, those women wouldn’t get justice if you hadn’t stepped in. I’m sure they appreciated it very much. Bug out!” She yelled before taking off.

She landed close to where Chat left her and detransformed. “You figured it out! Oh I knew you would.” Tikki came up to hug her cheek. “Figured what out?”

“Your yo-yo can change functions! You figured out how to turn it into a shield today. Chat can do the same thing with his baton.” She explained. Maybe they should experiment on patrol tomorrow then, versatility of their weapons would really help with defeating Hawkmoth. Tikki squeaked suddenly and flew into her purse.

Marinette stood confused before she heard a thud beside her and was encircled by a pair of very strong arms. “There you are, you’re ok.” Chat pulled back and smiled at her.

“Of course I am, I’m a good hider.” She said and put her hands on her hips. He chuckled slightly and crossed his arms.

“What were you doing so close anyways?” He asked, “I uh was getting footage for the Ladyblog.” She lied, he furrowed his brows and stood up straight, “That’s really dangerous Marinette, especially with how strong Hawkmoth is now. You can’t be running around chasing after super villains anymore.”

She looked to the ground, even though it was a lie, hearing him disappointed in her still didn’t feel good.

He sighed before lifting her chin. “I just don’t want you to get hurt Mari, today was a close call. If I hadn’t found you who knows what would have happened. Just promise you won’t chase after Akumas anymore.”

“I promise, I’m sorry.” She said

“It’s ok, besides, if it’s footage you want, I’ve got a camera on my suit.” He said calmly. “Wait really? Where?” She was curious now, did her suit have a camera too? He reached up and flicked the bell on his neck. He lifted his chin as she stood on her toes to get a closer look, sure enough, there was a little camera peeking out from the slit in his bell.

“Woah that’s so cool! And helpful. You should tell Alya, that might make her back off.” Maybe Ladybug should tell Alya too, footage from not one but two superheroes! Besides, maybe they could analyze that footage and see where the akumas come from. “So now that that’s sorted, would like a lift back to school? Lunch just ended didn’t it?” Oh shoot she forgot! “Yeah a ride would be great! I’ve got a-“ she paused in confusion, why did his face turn crimson? Oh mon dieu, she really needed to work on her wording. Her face also grew hot with embarrassment and she looked away from him.

He cleared his throat, “Ok then let’s go.” He turned around and kneeled so she could climb onto his back, that was probably a good idea.

She wrapped her arms around his neck again and he stood holding her thighs for support. In one leap they were on the roof tops running towards her school.

Alya was waiting at the front for her and gasped when she saw the best friend on the back of one of Paris’ superheroes.

“Delivery for a Ms. Cesaire?” He joked, “That would be me.” She teased back Marinette slid off his back and was immediately tackled in a bear hug by Alya, “Where were you girl! We were worried sick!”

“I went to get footage for you, it was clearly a bad idea.” She said for consistency. “Oh Mari, you don’t have to do that for me, if I want footage, I’ll go get it myself.”

“Well in my opinion,” Chat cut in “Marinette’s technique is much more subtle than yours. I guess it just didn’t work out today.” Marinette puffed up her chest and gave a triumphant “Hmph” and the three of them burst into laughter.

“Well I’d better get going.” He said,

“Let me guess,” she put on her best Chat impression “Damsels in distress, ladies in waiting, you’ve got a lot more saving to do,” she mimicked “I can thank you, later?” He laughed at that, “I’m surprised you remember that, look out Ms. Blogger, you got competition for Chat Noir’s #1 fan.”

“A battle that was lost long ago kitten, between you and me, her sketchbook is filled with outfits inspired by your,” she raised a hand dramatically to her forehead “beauty.” She finished, “ALYA!” Marinette squeaked.

He laughed “Well I am honoured purrincess.” He bowed before turning around and grabbing his baton to leave. Something burned inside her and without thinking she walked towards him. “Chat wait!” She nearly yelled, as he turned around she tripped and grabbed his bell trying to pull herself upright.

She meant to kiss him on the cheek, she swears! But he’d turned his face towards her and her lips crashed into his. He was caught off guard but quickly kissed her back, reaching up to caress her cheek with his hand.

Realizing what was happening she pulled back and felt her face go hot again. “Uh I, thank you for saving me.” She mumbled and rubbed her forearm. She looked up at his face, which was tinged a pretty shade of pink. He reached up and ruffled her hair, “Anytime Marinette.” There was something about the way he said her name that caused little butterflies to flutter in her stomach and chest again. He gave her a wink before leaping off.

“Ok girl spill!” Marinette jumped and turned to see Alya holding her phone. “Alya did you take a picture!” She squeaked. “I won’t post it, this is just for me. Ooh maybe I’ll send it to Chat too.”

Her face burned as Alya led her back to class.

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Dragon, Viper, Tiger

Tossing my hat back in the ring for @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers AU sprint challenge!. I went with the Thief/Heist AU since I’d been kicking this idea around for a while.

I gave myself an arbitrary editing deadline of 6pm so I hope it both makes sense and reads alright, but shrugs

Hope you enjoy! Find on AO3 here :)

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Viper was sometimes glad he had a longer running gait than the woman on his tail only a few meters behind. He put his long legs to use and leapt up onto a couple of filing cabinets, scrambled up to the bare industrial support beams of the so called modern office building he’d broken into, and jumped over the dividing wall via the exposed ceiling.

Post-Modern styled offices just lent themselves so well to the good old B&E.

The wiring crisscrossing through the exposed ceiling allowed him to occasionally cut the telecommunication lines in his hasty exit, which was great in trying to prevent any of the security cameras from tracking him. If he also took out the internet lines that was just an added bonus, since that’d probably slow down anyone trying to access the proprietary blueprint he pilfered. He just needed to buy some time.

He probably could have gotten out a few minutes ago since he already had the memcube in his pocket, but this was really the only opportunity he had to see Officer MDC in action. Oh, nice, there she was, waiting for him in her combat stance at his specified exit point. Even at 5 foot nothing she’d landed him on his ass waaaay too many times, but honestly he loved the challenge of facing her. She always had new tricks up her sleeve.

But so did he, with some of the info that Tiger kept leaving him. Like, for instance, even if MDC had gotten the EMP disruption lace installed in her gloves, it could easily be counteracted and redirected by the additional aluminum alloy mesh Dragon had added as the inner lining to his wetware, so the memcube wouldn’t be completely fried if MDC did manage to land a hit (and she usually did). The only problem was trying to find where to ground the pulse… But the priority order was, as ever, keeping his identity safe, then getting the payload, then trying to escape unscathed. Paris PD’s Special Circumstances wasn’t ever going to figure out his identity (unless he died), nor would they get to know that the same general producer for their own tech was his boss (unless he died).

Viper didn’t relish the idea of dying, so he’d been doing his best at avoiding that particular outcome. He’d done well so far, even if he did come out of MDC encounters with more bruises and scars than when he went in. He had landed in front of Marinette and smiled. She rolled her eyes at him. And before he knew it, she had launched herself at him with her classic opener: a roundhouse kick to his solar plexus.

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Viper slid underneath the food truck and unlatched a hidden panel, hauling himself through the opening feet first as quietly as he could. He toed the hatch closed behind him but caught it with his fingers before it made impact. He couldn’t give up the game now by being loud, that’d be so, so lame. He heard the gravel get scraped below his temporary entombment and he knew it was Marinette. She felt at the truck’s undercarriage and probed for any particular weaknesses or different materials and he heard her muffled voice as she worked with her TIKKI AI to scan any infrared signals and find any potential structural modifications done to the vehicle.

Here’s to hoping that Markov did its job correctly, he thought. Otherwise they’d be out of a job… and a food truck.

A few minutes later he heard her curse and slam an open palm against the undercarriage in frustration. “I know you’re in here, Viper!” she yelled.

“Ma'am?” He heard another voice chime in. “Why are you under our truck?”

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A very cramped 3 hours later after a thorough inspection and nearly complete teardown of the food truck, Viper finally popped the floor panel and took in some fresh air. Well, relatively fresh, it smelled like greasy food all around him. The truck was already on the highway, having been released from the PD’s temporary impounding for being present at the scene and potentially housing a wanted criminal. The scans came up with nothing, the truck’s workers came up clean through the ID system, the truck’s visit and movements were tracked and scheduled and above board.

The actual food truck owners were unaware of his presence, which was just the way he liked it. He stretched his legs out a bit after being folded up into such a tiny space for so long. It was the sole disadvantage of having long legs, but he was the best in class at his job for all the contortion required. Plus he wasn’t claustrophobic like Tiger was. Speaking of… he checked his watch.

ur late, asshole

cg again? u simp

special 4u 0xdeadbeef

Oooof course. He could always count on his sister for ribbing on his infatuation with Cafe Girl, their codename for Marinette. He took one last relatively fresh breath of air and went back into hiding, sealing the latch shut. He listened for the engine knock signature: 4, 5, 1, 4, 2, 5, 5, 6, opened the bottom panel, dropped onto the street with his camouflage on, and kicked the panel closed before the truck took off. A bus drove over him and he hitched a ride, holding on underneath for 4 blocks, then rolled into the gutter drain.

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It was a pretty quiet evening at Cafe Orriko, a cozy little cafe that had some steadfast regulars. One of Luka’s favorite hangouts due to the owners letting him lounge around and play his acoustic without complaint. There’d been another reason Luka loved this particular cafe, though.

Nathaniel heard the door chime and looked up, smiling at the newcomer. “Hey welcome to–oh hey Mar–oh shit MARC WE HAVE A CODE PINK!” There was a hastily tossed pillow from Marc that Nathaniel covered with a tea towel and passed to Marinette. She pulled up the pillow to her face and screamed into it for a good 20 seconds. Nath grimaced. “Bad day?”

She lowered the pillow. “Stupid fucking Viper I swear I will rip him in half and tear him to fucking shreds once I finally get my hands on him!”

Luka chuckled, having stopped playing his guitar when he noticed that Marinette had come in. “Careful, sounds like he might like that,” he winked.

“Uuuuugh,” Marinette groaned. “Thank you, Nath. Just… just gimme my usual, please.” She looked pretty dejected this time, handing back the pillow and tea towel, walking to Luka’s couch, and plopping down next to him. “Please, Luka, could you play me something soothing?”

“Anything for you,” he said, starting up an easy tune. “I know you can’t talk a lot about your work, but… what went wrong today?”

“Nnng, just… just I knew where he was and we still didn’t get him. He’s like a fucking ghost, he just… disappears! Poof!” She usually discussed what was already covered on the nightly news broadcasts, just to be safe.

“Then he’s pretty good,” Luka said neutrally enough, but hid a smirk behind a cough when Marinette gave him the stink eye.

“He only needs to fail once,” Marinette huffed. “He can’t always have luck on his side.” Marc came by with her salted caramel hot chocolate. “Thanks, Marc,” she sighed, relaxing a little bit as she took a sip of the steaming hot drink.

Luka set a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. “You’ll get him one day, I know it.”

“I’d still have my work cut out for me. I have to find the Dragon after him,” Marinette groaned again. “And Adrien’s still obsessed with that stupid Fencer lady so he’s no help.” Marinette shut her eyes tight and shook her head. “But enough about that. How are you, Luka? I’m glad I was able to run into you today.”

Luka wasn’t going to mention that she’d already run into him earlier as the one and only Viper. “It was going alright, but it’s better now that you’re here,” he smiled. Marinette blushed a little and smiled back, nudging his shoulder with hers. “Sorry about your rough day though,” he added quickly.

Marinette shrugged. “It’s work. It’s… it’s so weird what the Syndicate goes for, it’s not even like… anything really valuable? I swear they’re doing it just to mess with us and wreak havoc.”

“You haven’t figured out a pattern?” Luka asked. Marinette made a zipping motion across her mouth. “Oh, right. Sorry.”

She shrugged again. “No more talk about work, please. I’d just… like to hear you play, if that’s alright?”

“Yeah, no problem,” he chuckled.

She closed her eyes as he started playing the guitar again, something soft and pleasant that reminded him of her. She leaned her head against his shoulder while he played and he felt his heart beating faster.

One day, when the jig was up, he’d love to take her out for dinner. Assuming, of course, that he hadn’t been torn to pieces by her hands.

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