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@chataclysmic sent : ❛ if it’s all in my head , tell me now . tell me i’ve got it wrong . ❜
marinette was just a normal girl, with a normal life. out of all people to fall in love with... chat noir, was the least normal choice. despite her tie to him as ladybug... she felt like for once, she was seen as marinette dupain-cheng, & not... ladybug, like the rest of the world knows her as. the way he smiles at her, that wasn't for ladybug... it was for her, right? the way he holds her delicately, looks after her, it's for her. so no... the way she feels, the way her aquamarine eyes stare into his emeralds for just a bit longer... no, he's not wrong. god, she wishes her life was normal, simple. she wishes she could be a normal teenage girl, with a normal teenage life.
she's wordless in her overly thought motions, her hand nervously twitching as she reaches out for his gloved ones. she hesitates for a few moments, before intertwining his gloved palm with her own. she'd regret this... but, she'd want to be selfish, just this once.
❝ ...you're not wrong. i'm sorry, chat. i guess i can't lie to you anymore, not like this. ❞
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💋 ♡ @chataclysmic your choice of adrien or chat
( let chloé kiss your muse / accepting !! )
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃, only that she had suddenly grown accustomed to Chat Noir's near-nightly visits. On the nights when she wasn't patrolling with one of the other Miraculous holders as Queen Bee, she'd sit out on her balcony and wait. Like clockwork, he'd show up. He never stayed too long; only a few minutes as he did his own patrols with Ladybug, but she liked the company. Some part of her wondered if he only checked in on her to make sure she didn't betray them all. It wouldn't have surprised her if that were the case.
Chloé had done herself little favours in fostering trust with her teammates. Between her tumultuous emotions, which resulted in either herself or someone else getting Akumtaised, and the number of awful things she had said and done over the years, she could hardly blame any of them for being cautious around her. But Ladybug trusted her enough to be Queen Bee again. And they all trusted Ladybug. So. For now, Chloé was an ally.
She was determined, this time, not to mess it up.
They had been talking for a while. Idle chatter that filled the void. Chat Noir was surprisingly easy to talk to, once she got past all of his annoying puns and flirtations. Chloé found herself opening up more and more, despite how little she actually knew about her teammate. But the little she did know, the little that he did reveal — sometimes on purpose, other times perhaps without realising it — she filed away for safekeeping. Kept them as clues to a puzzle that was slowly, but surely, beginning to take shape.
She had her suspicions.
❝ You know, this is totally unfair. ❞ She watched Chat carefully from his perch on her balcony railing, and when he didn't say anything, she barrelled on unperturbed. ❝ It's just... you know who I am. But I know so little about you. The real you, I mean. ❞
She could see his mind working, trying to come up with an excuse. A reasonable explanation for his reticence; but Chloé already knew the why. It was the same reason why Ladybug and Chat Noir hadn't known each other's identities for so long. And the only reason she even knew that much was because Marinette had told her. Marinette trusted her.
If she were still her old self, she might have taken this opportunity to be nasty and mean about his secrets. She hated keeping secrets and she hated people keeping them from her. But that was old Chloé, and she wasn't going to be that manipulative, self-serving person anymore.
Chat didn't say anything, but she noticed how his posture had shifted. Less self-assured as he folded in on himself, arms wrapping around his middle. She'd seen that posture before. Knew of someone else who did the same thing when they were upset. Chloé pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and plunged.
❝ Adrien... ❞ She was careful not to react when he did. Her eyes had averted, her gaze forward and resolute. She felt, more than saw, him jolt next to her. As if he'd been electrocuted. Gotcha. ❝ Adrien sits like that too, when he's upset. Or when he feels alone. He thinks I don't notice, but I do. I just... I don't know how to help him. ❞ Chloé made a show of yawning and stepped back from the balcony. ❝ I haven't been a very good friend to him in recent years, but... I'm trying to do better. And I would hope he knows he can always talk to me. About anything. Anyway... it's late. You should get back to patrol. ❞
Chloé turned, but instead of going back inside she stepped towards him. With more confidence than she actually felt, she planted a kiss on his cheek, just under the bottom of his mask.
❝ ——But that does go for you, too. I hope you know I'm here to listen if you need someone. I-I know I'm not Ladybug, but... well, goodnight, Chat Noir. ❞
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Chapter One Chapter Two
When an akuma attack leaves Cat Noir in danger, Ladybug decides that they need a better way of communicating with each other- even in their civilian form. That’s how she ends up watching as he gleefully types in her new number into the cell phone she had bought earlier that day.
“Rules. You can’t call me unless there’s an emergency, you can’t text me ever, and you have to change the passcode every three days. Got it?”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to choose a super secret passcode that no one will ever guess.”
“Is it going to be 1234?”
“Well, not anymore, it’s not.”
#miraculous ladybug#ladynoir#marichat#adrienette#ladrien#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste#ladybug#cat noir#Chataclysm
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It’s @chataclysmes’s birthday today!
Happy birthday, wishing you a lovely day!
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Hello. It might throw off your system again, but....
How about a 2-3-6 System? Because that would result in a 6-6-6 point 3 layer (also could be a reference to kwamies chaotic nature) and 11 Miraculous. Quite strange noumber, but maybe they said that's why you need the Guardian, to make it 12, a very classic and perfect noumber... And this way, guardians are also could be called or titled "Master of all layers" as the are capable to control their box all layers separatly.... I would even say, being a Guardian is like having "Human Miraculous"....
I would maybe even suggest this phenomenon be related somehow to Eggo and Niick having no Holder or Miraculous... Maybe something chataclysmic happened, refulting them being without it and made peaple form the order of Guardians? What do you think?
No, that's too much. I'd say that 11/12 is too op, it removes the struggle.
Eggo and Niic have a miraculous, them not having was just an old idea because I didn't want to come up with the restricted powers xd
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Yo what ever happened to @chataclysmes ??
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@chataclysmic sent : ❛ you’ve got your share of secrets and i’m tired of being the last to know . ❜
her heart drops with a painful pang; her minou's truth ached more than he would ever know. i’m tired of being the last to know rings within ladybug's ears——— if only he knew just how much she shouldered for his sake. her brows furrow, unable to face him. she holds herself tightly; for she fears that if she didn't... she'd fall apart in front of him. some superhero she was... she couldn't even tell her partner, her closest confidant, how she felt, what she truly wanted...
❝ chat... ❞ her voice was soft against the sounds of parisienne night, it's midnight choir eventually reaching it's main chorus. the buzz of her surroundings was suffocating——— ( c'mon ladybug. this isn't like you. ) aquamarine meets rich emeralds, & she feels herself falter. biting her tongue, she finally musters the courage once more. ❝ i... can't tell you. if i did... it'd put you, and everybody else in danger. i can't do that. not again. ❞
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When an akuma attack leaves Cat Noir in danger, Ladybug decides that they need a better way of communicating with each other- even in their civilian form. That’s how she ends up watching as he gleefully types in her new number into the cell phone she had bought earlier that day.
“Rules. You can’t call me unless there’s an emergency, you can’t text me ever, and you have to change the passcode every three days. Got it?”
“Don’t worry. I’m going to choose a super secret passcode that no one will ever guess.”
“Is it going to be 1234?”
“Well, not anymore, it’s not.”
#miraculous ladybug#ladynoir#marichat#adrienette#ladrien#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste#ladybug#cat noir#Chataclysm
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* This list is not a complete list and will be added to as new birthdays get added
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I miss chataclysmes
Chataclysmes had some good Adrigami stuff.
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[#95] Hot Chocolate @mlrarepairmonth
#miraculous ladybug#adrigaminette#adrien agreste#marinette dupain cheng#kagami tsurugi#ml#rarepairmonth2020#rarepairmonth#color palette inspired by our adrimi queen chataclysmes
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kenhina?
SUCH A 10/10 SHIP!!!
Who accidentally pushes a door instead of pulling/vice versa
Kenma. His head is almost always on the clouds.
Who doodles little hearts all over the desk with their initials inside them
Hinata. He gets all giggly when he realizes he’s in love.
Who starts the tickle fights
Also Hinata.
Who starts the pillow fights
Kozume might use of the element of surprise when Shouyou is distracted?
Who falls asleep last, watching the other with a small affectionate smile
Kenma has a hard time falling asleep, usually, so thats him.
Who mistakes salt for sugar
I truly think they’re both dumbasses when it comes to cooking, but I have more fun thinking about Kenma doing that.
Who lets the microwave play the loud beeping sound at 1am in the morning
Kenma. Late nights streaming alone made his bad habits stand out for a while.
Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines
Hinata has no use for being in love if he cant sound like a romantic idiot. Kenma does likes them, he just feels embarrassed if Kuroo gets to hear them.
Who rearranges the bookshelf in alphabetical order
Kozume needs a way to center his life, and this sounds exactly like how he would procrastinate something important.
Who licks the spoon when they’re baking brownies
Hinata. It was his idea to make the brownies, too.
Who buys candles for dinners even though there’s no special occasion
Kenma. He might have been influenced by sugarish novels and movies.
Who draws little tattoos on the other with a pen
Kenma has weird ways of seeking physical affection at first, and this was one of them.
Who comes home with a new souvenir magnet every time they go on vacation
Hinata. He cant forget! He does thinks those are neat souvenirs.
Who convinces the other to fill out those couple surveys in the back of magazines
They are both very excited about filling those! They also send each other personality quizzes all the time.
send me a ship and I’ll tell you.
#haikyuu!!#kenhina#kenma kozume#hinata shouyou#chataclysmes#THANK YOU !!!!!#Aaaaahh I remembered this one because you've also send me this same meme on the past
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TITLE: tell me you love me, pls ( i beg u )
Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug
Ship: The Love Square - Mainly Adrinette and Marichat
Rating: T
[ AO3 ]
Summary:
Adrien’s patience was hanging by a thread. Wearing thin, rapidly dissipating, dissolving, the way his father claimed teeth dissolved in aerated drinks, take your pick. In that moment, he felt like Tantalus, hungry, the fruit within his reach but just barely . So. Close.
He loved the girl, he really did, and though he did his absolute best to soften her nerves as he looked at her with what he hoped was a hopeful smile, he suspected that he wasn’t able to cut through her panic induced haze. He watched her stutter a little before she let her head fall on her desk with a wince-worthy thump, before she asked for his physics homework going off their (very, very well-rehearsed) script again . All he wanted to do was take her by the shoulders and shake her while screaming,
“ Tell me you love me, I beg you. I can’t stand waiting around this way!”
And then maybe kiss the hell out of her.
Hell, he wanted to kiss the hell out of her right now , but he couldn’t because there was The Bet ™ that he now felt, in hindsight, was stupid. Not that he would ever admit that to Plagg or to his Princess, of course.
Really, he wished she would hurry up with her confession before he combusted on the spot and did something uncharacteristically un- gentlemanly, like drag her off to the nearest empty closet and kiss her senseless. He was sure she wouldn’t mind, what with her accidentally telling Chat Noir her fantasy of being pinned against the wall while being made out with, but still . He couldn’t just do that .
Or could he?
Well, he could.
But he mustn’t.
Suppressing a frustrated groan, he looked over his shoulder at the love of his life as she opened her French Literature notebook with a miserable frown. He really was not looking forward to another torturous practice session that evening. He sighed softly to himself, determined to find out what went wrong this time.
-o-
“... And he was just…. SMILING at me,” groaned Marinette as she shoved her face into her pillow with a groan.
Chat looked at her blankly. “And that is a problem, because …?”
“He looked so cute ,” she wailed. “It’s not fair, my brain shortcircuits. Can you believe my stutter came back !? After almost three years of being friends with him!? I was mortified. ”
Chat couldn’t help the warmth that flooded his cheeks. “You couldn’t ask him out because he was too cute ?”
“Yeah, go ahead, laugh at me,” she pouted petulantly.
He smiled at her softly instead. “No, I think that’s quite… Sweet.”
Marinette scrunched her nose at him. “You weren’t there. It was my Top 10 Embarassing Marinette Moments.”
Chuckling, Chat pat her side to have her make room for him before sliding in next to her in the space she had created.
“So how was your day? How’d it go with your girl?”
My girl. Adrien liked the sound of that.
“I really, really wanted to ask her out today.”
“Did you?” Marinette asked, with a sly gleam to her eyes.
“ No ,” said Chat petulantly. “I’ll have you know that this gentlecat is very patient with the leading ladies of his life.”
“I bet Ladybug would beg to differ,” she replied mischievously.
“ Hey , I was a kitten then with a stupid crush!” Chat replied indignantly with a pout. “I did not know better.”
Marinette chuckled quietly, patting his head.
“ Marinette, please ask your boy out so I can ask her out!” whined Chat.
“Careful, Chat,” sang Marinette. “Your impatience is showing.”
Chat groaned. This really was a bad idea. It was bad enough that what he considered a triumphant statement - I will ask out the girl I’m in love with, if you confess your feelings to the boy that you love. He was yet to figure out why that in itself was a good idea, but he just had to let himself be goaded into placing a bet on his patience.
“I don’t think you have the patience to wait that long, kitty ,” she had said back then.
“ Bet?” he had challenged, like an utter fool, because she was right , he did, in fact, not have the patience to wait that long. It’d been two weeks already.
“You don’t understand,” insisted Chat. “She- She sits behind me. I can feel her gaze on me, you know? It makes me want to turn around, lean over her table and kiss her.”
“You think, I have it easy?” Marinette demanded. “I can’t concentrate in class because he sits right in front of me. And my fingers itch to reach out to touch his hair and-”
“You should,” said Chat immediately, before coughing and continuing, “I mean, I wouldn’t mind if the girl behind me did that to me, so.”
“Yeah, that’s because you’re in love with her,” said Marinette rolling her eyes.
“Why do you still think Adrien Agreste is not in love with you!” exclaimed Chat.
Marinette worried her lower lip. “Chat, we’ve known each other for four years now, if he had any interest, he would’ve said something by now, right?”
Chat sighed. “Princess, we’ve been over this. You feel so much, but you haven’t said anything either, right?”
“Yeah, but that’s because he’s been clear on how I’m “just a very good friend”, you know!” Marinette said defensively, making Chat wince.
“Well, um, I friendzoned my classmate too, you know,” said Chat quietly. “I don’t know when I started to fall in love with her but I only realised two years ago and well, I tried everything in my power to get closer to her...”
He avoided tacking on During a road trip over the summer, when I had to watch another guy get really close to you, and I was scared out of my mind that you two would start dating because I know how in love with you Luka was, and I was torn between relief for me and concern for you when it didn’t work out and I still don't know what really happened because that would be one coincidence too many, he supposed.
“I… Did not know that,” said Marinette, clearing the bangs out of his eyes. “Why did you wait so long to ask her out, then?”
Chat gave her a wistful smile. “I was too afraid to ruin my friendship with her. She means the world to me, you know. She doesn't even realize how many times she's made my day brighter just by smiling at me."
He paused, before taking in a deep breath. "And well, about 6 months ago I found out that she used to be in love with me but had tried to give up on me..."
"Oh, Chat, I'm sorry," said Marinette, shifting closer to him. "Are you sure, though? Maybe it's not too late?"
"She, er, told me, actually," he said, not liking the dangerous turn the conversation had taken.
"She told you!? That's... Mean!" pouted Marinette.
"Oh, um, not to, um, civilian me," Chat admitted, a hand going up to rub the back of his neck to ease his nerves. "She told Chat Noir me."
Marinette blinked. "What? Really? Why did she-"
Chat chuckled and put a finger against her lips. "What're you, Alya Césaire? You know I can't answer all that without giving away my secret identity."
"Right," Marinette muttered, looking a little thoughtful.
"Anyways," said Chat loudly. "Apparently, she'd been in love with me since we met. Almost four years ago now. And-
“Wow, and you’d been friendzoning her all this while?” snorted Marinette. “I know exactly how she feels.”
“I’ll bet,” muttered Chat. “Your Adrien is as much an idiot as I am.”
“Hey, enough badmouthing Adrien and my kitty,” said Marinette sternly, wagging her finger in her face. “It’s not the end of the world you know."
Chat perked up. "Yes! I found out a month ago from um, mysterious sources that cannot be disclosed, that she did not succeed in getting over me!"
"And you say you have all the bad luck in the world!" Marinette beamed. Now’s your chance, ask her out.”
Chat scrunched his nose. “I can’t because of your stupid bet.”
Marinette cackled. “It was not my idea”
“Yeah, but you didn’t have to take me up on it, you know I say stupid shit all the time!” whined Chat.
“Sorry, kitty, you’re just so fun to tease.”
“ Marinette-!”
“Okay, okay,” she laughed. “I’ll try to do this, but only for you.”
“ Only for me, sure, sure,” said Chat sarcastically. “Not because you want to be able to get your Adrien by the collar and-”
She smacked him with a pillow. “Will you help me or no !”
Oh boy.
“S-Sure.”
They both sat up in her bed and Marinette schooled her expression into a serious one. “Adrien…”
Chat gulped. “Y-Yeah, Marinette?”
“I know this may seem strange and sudden-”
“It is not strange,” interrupted Chat.
“ Fine, ” huffed Marinette. “Adrien, I know this may seem sudden but there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time.”
She inhaled deeply.
“I’ve been in love with you since you gave me that umbrella, and I know it’s been a long time since then, and I don’t expect you to return my feelings but I just needed you to know that I love you.”
Chat’s breath hitched. “I-I love you too, Mari.”
“You say that everytime .” Marinette laughed breathily. ”You need to also prepare me for the worst case scenario, you know.”
“No need,” said Chat, his voice cracking a little. “I’m pretty sure he won’t say no to you.”
“You have too much faith in me, Chat,” sighed Marinette, leaning her head against his shoulder.
“You deserve every ounce of it,” he shrugged, hesitating only briefly before putting his arm around her.
“I’ll try to make you proud,” she giggled weakly. “I’ll tell him tomorrow.”
-o-
She didn’t.
Points for trying though, because clearly she’d asked him to come over for a round of UMS III to finally (finally!) tell him, but she didn’t ask just him, much to his chagrin. At least, he was sure she meant to, but Nino had invited himself, determined to beat the both of them at the game, and he wondered if he imagined the sly grin on Alya’s face.
“Sorry, sunshine,” she mouthed with a shrug, as Nino gushed to Marinette about having pastries while playing the game.
Well, subtlety has never been his strong suit.
Adrien wouldn’t deny that Marinette wasn’t cute when she got all nervous and blushy, but there was so much at stake, damn it.
He could still hope though, he supposed. Maybe Nino and Alya would leave early?
They did, which pleased Adrien, as he pretended to ignore the knowing smirks on his friends’ faces as they left.
And at one point, his heart was beating out of his chest when Marinette beckoned him to sit next to him, took his hands apprehensively in hers, said his name and then, he felt her breathing start to quicken.
This is it.
“I know this may seem strange and sudden,” she started, swallowing thickly. “But I… I- I mean , just sudden, not- not strange. Nope,” she laughed nervously.
Oh, Marinette...
He squeezed her hands gently, wondering if she could hear his thumping heart as he tried not to laugh and take her into his arms.
“Anyways, so, um,” continued Marinette. “The sudden… Thing . Um. I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time that um… Umbrella…”
“Umbrella?” prompted Adrien, trying to hold in his squeal of excitement. It is happening.
“Yeah, um, your umbrella,” continued Marinette, worrying her lower lip as she looked at him anxiously.
“My umbrella?” asked Adrien, pretending to be confused.
“The one you, um, lent to me?” said Marinette, “On your first day of school when I was… You know, being a bitch to you but then you were so nice to me even though I didn’t deserve it, and oh my gosh I was so mean , I’m so sorry about that Adrien! I cannot believe I-”
Digression! Digression! He thought, with alarm as Marinette deflated further and further as her ramblings turned a little incoherent.
“-It’s just that Chloe was such a Chloe back then, and I thought-”
“ Marinette !” he cut her off with a chuckle in his voice, tugging at her hands gently. She snapped out of him and blinked at him as if just realising he was here. “You were saying… Something about my umbrella?”
“What?” she asked, before shaking her head. “ Right. Umbrella. Um… I… I still have it.”
“Why?” he asked, quietly, scooting just a little closer to her.
Her eyes widened in panic, as her gaze darted around her room before finally landing on her closet. “Um… Um…. UM……. I- I just…. Wait a second!” And then she was ripping her hands out of his grip and running towards the closet where he knew she kept that umbrella.
This… This was not part of the plan.
Now he was in the dark , because he didn’t know what his Princess was thinking!
In seconds, she was back in front of him, the umbrella thrust out as she pushed it into his hands.
“I, um, just thought it was about time I returned it,” she said, almost hysterically.
Adrien stilled. “Is… Is that what you wanted to tell me? That you kept my umbrella all this time?”
Marinette nodded once, rocking on her feet as Adrien stood up as well. “Really, Marinette?” he asked, leaning in a little closer. She was right there. He could smell the vanilla and toffee off of her! He could, literally , kiss her right now.
To her credit, she didn’t flinch or move back. She did lie though - Of course, Adrien! Three years is a long time to be keeping an umbrella that is not mine, hahahahahah - not recognising Adrien’s attempt at giving her a chance to backtrack and go back to the script , for what it was.
He wondered if he should just go, To Hell With The Bet , and never admit that to Marinette; she’d made that bet with Chat and not Adrien after all. But then again, if all went to plan, Marinette would eventually know Adrien was Chat and then she would know that he lied, and she hated liars but then again, she was lying right now and not telling him she was in love with him and making this hard for everyone involved.
OH, GODS. The moral dilemma of it all.
He locked his fingers with her very loosely.
“Thanks, Mari,” he said, looking down at her as she still stared at him wide-eyed, with her bright baby blues. “For keeping it safe. And in such great condition.”
“N-No problem,” she said breathily, still when he tucked a strand of hair behind her hair. “A-Anything fo-for my good friend.”
Adrien startled at that, blinking at her as she let out a soft groan and deflated completely, and despite the amused hysteria seeping into him, he couldn’t help but hug her as her forehead came to a rest on his chest.
He thought he heard a muffled, “I’m such an idiot.”
He chuckled and hugged her tighter. “Oh, Marinette. You’re so cute.”
-o-
"He called me cute!" pouted Marinette. "How was I supposed to function after that!"
"What a funny coincidence, I called my girl cute today too!" Chat grinned. He didn't even try to tame the smug look in his eyes as Marinette spun in her chair, eyes on the ceiling, a dreamy smile on her face. "And the blush on her face was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen. And honestly, if you could just hurry up, I'd like the chance to kiss my girl, please."
Marinette snorted. "Concede the bet, and you can."
"Never," he retorted, regretting it immediately.
-o-
Over the next week, Adrien had the honour of witnessing firsthand the numerous ways Marinette could sabotage herself, while simultaneously giving his patience a really good exercise.
(
“Adrien, do- do you want to go on a walk to the park with me,” she’d asked, picnic basket in hand, as she shifted nervously on her feet. “There’s something I want to tell you.”
“Of course, Marinette!” he’d said, gathering all his composure, as he followed her to the park.
“Any special reason for this?” he had asked, hoping that would prompt her into saying something.
Well, it did. But not the thing he wanted to hear. “Um, b-because the weather is so great,” she’d laughed nervously, before fumbling with her phone. “I- I should ask Alya and Nino to join us as well!! It would be rude of me otherwise, they’re our friends, right? Right.”
And he’d flopped onto the grass on his back with a groan to glare at the gReAt WeAtHer’s blue skies as she diverted her attention to invite Alya and Nino.
)
And one of the most emotional metaphorical roller-coaster he’d be on...
(
“ God, Adrien I love you!!!” she squealed as he handed her a roll of that fabric she’d gushed to Chat about.
His heart had seized, and the words ‘I love you, too’ were on the tip of his tongue, when she flailed, very reminiscent of his college days, and hurriedly backtracked, “I- I mean, as a good friend. A great friend who got me something I’ve had my eye on for days!!! Yep.”
In his mind, he’d fallen to the floor dramatically on his knees while apologising for calling Marinette his ‘good friend’.
)
He supposed that was nothing compared to that one night as Chat.
She was frowning at him, kneeling right in front of him as she glared at the tip of his nose.
“I can do this.”
“ Yes , you can. You must, Princess.”
“I will do this, even if it’s so you can ask your girl out.”
“ Yes , you will.”
"We both deserve love, kitty."
"Yes, we do."
Then, surprising the everloving shit out of him, she took his face in both her hands, each of her hand splayed across his cheeks, thumb softly caressing his cheekbones as she held him. Her blue eyes were burning with seriousness, their faces inches apart. Adrien suspected that in that moment, he had stopped breathing.
“Adrien,” she said, and the thrill of when she said his name like that, made him shiver in her hands. “I love you, so, so much.”
And then, she proceeded to kiss the tip of his nose.
Chat Noir had never been so still in his life, except when posing for photos, he supposed. Though Vincent would have his head for the “stiffness”. Adrien could feel the heat on his cheeks, no doubt being felt by Marinette, who was now looking at him anxiously and god , she really needed to stop biting her lower lip like that.
He tried to say something, he really did. “Guh.”
Marinette withdrew with a groan, her forehead dropping on Chat’s shoulder. “That was too much wasn’t it?”
Just right , if Adrien was being honest. “Guh.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” said Marinette not paying his stupor much mind, sitting up straight again, waving her hand as if dispelling smoke. “I need a new strategy.”
)
It would’ve been so cute if it wasn’t so frustrating.
He also lost count of how many times he had contemplated just taking her face in his hands and seriously telling her how much he loved her before asking her out on a date himself, because his Princess was apparently courageous about everything except for confessing her feelings.
And hopefully kiss her some.
Sigh.
The kissing. Oh, how he wanted to kiss her.
She didn’t make it easy for him, or for herself it would seem.
It was endearing, all the same.
The resolution of his conundrum took about two more weeks of torturous nights of practicing and days of wanting to combust, but they both got there in the end. It was an uphill task, and involved one (1) iconic black umbrella, some roses and a box of macarons, but they did it.
Adrien decided that those weeks of thin patience, and wanting to combust on the spot were all worth it in the end.
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A compilation of all the commissions I ordered from @chataclysmes. All of these are based on scenes that take place in the Stammering Adrien Agreste AU. There will be more where that came from.
UPDATE: Now including the latest commission
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