#do i get to tag this as lady noire. fuck yeah
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marinette in a funky lil (lady noire-inspired) blazer :>
#as u can see graphic design is my passion. look at that background. splendid#oof i havent done a Fashion Post™ in a WHILE!!!#the last one was frm 2 months ago and that will simply Not Do.#my art#do i get to tag this as lady noire. fuck yeah#lady noire#miraculous#ml#mlb#miraculous ladybug#les aventures de ladybug et chat noir#miraculous les aventures de ladybug et chat noir#tales of ladybug and cat noir#tales of ladybug and chat noir#miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir#ml fanart#marinette dupain cheng#my fashion#my posts
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Hello, good day !!
I wanted to ask for hcs for Spider-Noir with a Spider-dude
BUT (I'm sorry if this is too specific)
The Spider-dude doesn't actually got any spider powers or gadgets, they are just a dude that dress like spiderman and helps people on his dimension (and somehow actually gets to defeat villains). The spider-dude does things like helping grandmas carry their groceries, getting cats out of trees, help literally everyone he can and etc. I had this idea that the Spider-dude uses his normal clothes with the spiderman clothes and sometimes he uses pants and shirts, sometimes just shirts, sometimes just pants and sometimes more clothes if it's cold. I also feel that the Spider-dude would love to swing with the web shooters and would ask Noir to swing with him and is like, romantic, because they are hugging and that.
(sorry If there's bad english, not my first idiom)
HI ANON !!! omg dw !! i love this idea omgggg i hope my interpretation of it is right though, i'm sorry if it's wrong 😭😭😭
spider noir x spider dude reader headcanons
a/n: as per anon's request, the reader will use male pronouns!
honestly, at first, he would have wanted you as his sidekick. like if he went to your universe on a mission and was hoping to kick some bad guys' asses, he would've seen you, clad in a... hybrid between civilian clothing and spider man-like attire, and think, "oh, well... guess i had my work cut out for me then."
he'd think you'd be super cool but also iffy about you because he was never told about backup or anything from a spider person from this universe at HQ, so being a private eye and all, he'd interrogate you and ask you who you were.
"i'm spider dude." is all you answer as you look at the gray and black clad peter and he's just letting it settle in, like........ "spider dude?" HE HAS NO IDEA WHO YOU ARE 😭😭😭
"yeah, just your friendly neighborhood, um... spider dude." you say with a shrug and he's just looking you up and down and is chuckling at how casual you are about this.
"y'know i like the cut of your jib, how about you and i be partners in crime? of course, we don't have to tell that old grump back at HQ we'll work together, it'll just be between you and me. what say you?" he asks with a smirk and you're just raising your eyebrow and looking at him, confused.
"uh... what HQ? i'm not looking for a job, sir, i'm, uh, i'm a delivery guy on the weekends. i already have a job, i have to help my parents and that sweet old lady down the street with her groceries."
he chuckles again and he's like, "oh, i get it, trying to be humble about it. that's quite cute, anyway (goes on and on about how he wants you as his sidekick, and you don't understand a lick of what he's saying)
then the only time you admit you aren't your universe's spider person and you're just a guy in a spider man costume looking to help those your spider person can't save is when you're fucking up bad guys.
HE FREAKS OUT WHEN HE FINDS OUT YOU HAVE NO ACTUAL POWERS, and he tries to swoop in and save you, but you actually end up saving him :>>
he would have been so overprotective of you if you told him that at first, but he sees now he has no reason to worry. "y'know, you could've done a little saving for my blood pressure and heart rate during that exhilarating battle if you just told me before or after, not while we're beating up the bad guys. but my offer still stands, will you be my sidekick?" HE'S SO EXCITED AND HOPEFUL FOR YOU TO SAY YES
"i'll agree... if you do that spider person thing and swing me out of here." you said as you showed him your DIY web shooter. he takes you up on that offer and holds you close, and you're clinging on to him as he teaches you how to swing, swinging his own webs alongside you and yelling in the night, "I HAVE AN AWESOME SIDEKICK!"
a/n: I AM SPIDER DUDE OF EARTH 1218 FEAR ME !!
tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @binibinileonara @sabcandoit @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @k4tsu3 @fictarian @connors-cumslurper
#spider noir#spider noir x reader#spider noir x you#spider noir x y/n#spider noir fluff#spider noir fanfiction#spidersona#itsv#itsv imagines#itsv x reader#itsv x you#itsv x y/n#atsv x reader#atsv x you#atsv x y/n
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Hi, can I please get something for a fem reader that's a 1930s blues singer who likes to practice in front of her bf Noir? So she can be well prepared for her shows.
The catch is that she sings "dirty blues," like Lucille Bogan's song "Shave 'em Dry" (1934) or level of old school extremely raunchy lyrics.
I need a fem reader who embraces her sexuality and says/sings what's on her mind.
baby yes 🙌🏽 love this so so much <3
spider-noir x 1930s fem! reader
you’re a pretty and seductive lady who sings “dirty blues” in front of your boyfriend, peter, and he’s infatuated with your voice & lyrics.
as you sat at the bar, you couldn't help but take notice of the man next to you. he seemed frustrated, searching desperately for his cigarette pack. unable to resist, you turned towards him with a friendly smile. “is this it?" you asked, holding it out in front of him.
his face lit up with relief as he took the pack from your hand. "yeah...what the fuck? how did u not see that?" he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. you chuckled softly, finding his reaction amusing. "you know, you're kinda cute," you playfully remarked, your eyes gleaming mischievously. he turned his gaze towards you, a smirk appearing on his face. "well, thank you, darling," he replied in a smooth, deep voice. "and might i say, you're quite the intriguing lady yourself."
you laughed lightly, the sound carrying a hint of sultriness. "well, i do have a little secret talent. i’m a blues singer, you see. i like to practice in front of my...special someone, to make sure i’m well-prepared for my shows." his interest piqued, he leaned in closer, his voice lowering seductively. "oh really? well, i must admit, i’m a fan of the blues. what kind of songs do you sing?"you smirked, your eyes glinting with naughtiness. "dirty blues, darling. the kind of songs that'll make your toes curl and your heart race," you replied, your voice dripping with confidence.
he raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by your bold statement. "well, then, i would be honored to be your audience. i’m sure your voice can do wonders." you chuckled softly, enjoying the banter between the two of you. "how about i give you a little taste, then? a sneak peek into what i have to offer." he leaned back, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "i’m all ears, my dear. serenade me with your soul-stirring voice."
taking a deep breath, you started to sing, your voice smooth and velvety. as you sang the raunchy lyrics of Lucille Bogan's "Shave 'em Dry," your words were filled with raw, unfiltered desire. you embraced your sexuality and sang exactly what was on your mind, not holding back in the slightest.
your voice filled the bar, reaching every corner and capturing the attention of everyone present. people turned their heads, their eyes widening in both shock and delight, as your sensual performance unfolded. as you finished the song, you couldn't help but notice noir’s intense gaze fixed upon you. his eyes burned with a mixture of desire and admiration, clearly aroused by your audacious performance.
“well, well," he whispered, his voice husky. "you weren't kidding about the toe-curling part, were you?" you grinned, feeling a surge of confidence course through your veins. "oh, darling, that was just the beginning. i have plenty more where that came from. care to join me for another drink?" noir chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "how could i refuse an offer like that? lead the way, my seductive songstress."
tags 🏷️!! @alliwriteistrash @astro1bloom @obi-mom-kenobi @sabcandoit @emiemiemiii @meeom @kairiscorner
#spiderman atsv#spider man: across the spider verse#🌱 lin writes#atsv x reader#♡´･ᴗ･`♡ lin answers#lin’s asks#spider man noir#spiderman noir#spider noir x y/n#spider noir x reader#spider noir x you#spiderman noir imagine
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Turn Left Ch 11- Pickup Lines 101, With Garrus Vakarian
Garrus meets Shepard during a horrible blind date, Commander and Archangel blow off some steam (HORNY CHAPTER ALERT)
Relationship: Femshep/Garrus Vakarian
Archive Warnings in author's note (CW- alcoholism, PTSD)
Additional tags: enemies to friends to lovers, slow burn, slow build, alternate universe- canon divergence, detective noir, sex club, anonymous sex, canon temporary character death, murder mystery, drug use, dom garrus vakarian, whump, smut, heavy angst, alien sex, dual pov, an overly sexual elcor named candy, earthborn, ruthless, fake/pretend relationship, dead dove: do not eat, identity porn, yall when i say slow burn i mean SLOW like they're not getting together in this fic slow
Detective AU mixed with identity porn mixed with so much whump my fingers are bleeding
(or, start from the beginning here)
lil text blurb:
Garrus felt himself walk over to her before he made the conscious decision to do so. He slid onto the stool next to her. If she noticed him, she didn’t make much of an indication. “So. Do you come here often?” Silence. “I’d be concerned if you did. It would probably mean you’re an alcoholic or something.” Silence. “Of course, I wouldn’t know anything about that. I have a few more pickup lines in my arsenal. Did you want to hear them? You must be a quarian, because you look so hot I’m running the risk of a fever . Not my favorite, but a classic. Are you a hanar? Because this one’s feeling lucky tonight . That one normally gets the ladies to drop to their knees... Oh, there’s my favorite one! Are you an Alliance pilot? Because I want to suspend your license for driving me crazy .”
Shepard turned to Garrus. Her eyebrows were downturned, her mouth was in a frown. But something behind her eyes showed a spark of playfulness. It was enough to make Garrus’s subvocals purr in contentment, then be eternally grateful that humans couldn’t pick up on their frequencies. “I don’t feel like talking to you right now.”
“Are you an illegally parked spacecar? Because you’ve got fine written all over you.”
“That one was significantly worse than the others,” Shepard said. “Also, fuck off.”
“Aw, come on. You’re not going to stay mad at me forever, will you?” Shepard just turned back in her barstool, pretending to be enthralled by the biotiball recaps on the vids. “How about this: I’ll leave, as soon as you give me your best pickup line.”
“No.”
“It’ll be fun. We could roleplay, like we’re meeting on a date. It’ll be like undercover work.”
“I thought your date was already going on, Casanova.” Whatever a Casanova was, Garrus was unsure. But, she was observant enough to notice him earlier. He wondered how much of the conversation with Vaia she’d heard, and how much she’d eavesdropped on him dropping the ball.
“I’m pretty sure she ran.”
“ Ouch . Can’t say I blame her, she was going out with a jackass.”
Garrus chuckled into his empty drink. “Yeah, I guess I’d say I deserved that one.”
“Yes, you did.”
#mass effect fanfiction#shakarian#ao3 fanfic#shepard x garrus#mass effect#mass effect fanfic#turn left#garrus vakarian
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WIP Whenever, was it Wednesday already?
Hi!! You've tagged me a lot! Sorry! :)))
Through a complex combination of multiple things I haven't been able to engage or respond to anything lately, but, good news, getting back into it again! Ah I really missed it. Thanks for tagging me @noire-pandora, @morganlefaye79, @blarrghe, @johaeryslavellan, @knuttydraws, and @in-arlathan! Consider yourselves tagged back along with @kittynomsdeplume, @musetta3, @melisusthewee, @nivenor-krosis and @dreadfutures to share anything you want if you want!
So, usual introductory ramble, I'm often quite stuck between a rock and a hard place trying to figure out just how much Ostwick politics I should include in the fic. being that most of it is from Jon's pov, there's just gonna be a lot of stuff that he will never see, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't either! Some of this stuff is important so while I obviously want to keep some element of surprise, I don't want everyone to be completely blindsided by what's going on.
So yeah, below is a bit that I may or may not keep if it proves to be too much. Though knowing myself, one person's 'too much' is my 'oh shit I forgot like 5 scenes let me just add..'
Anyway on with the show. Quite a big spoiler ahead mind you! It's in the next chapter though.
"Do not test me, Coradia."
"My lady-"
Lady Bayart opened her fan with a sharp wooden noise, pinning her guest with a seething look. How dare this walking disaster, this paper aristocrat darken her door again after what happened! She stared Lady Ehlgar down until she squirmed in her gilded chair, watched her turn her head slightly out of instinct, letting her carefully placed locks of hair cover the top of her eyes. Hiding. Pitiful. Even with her ridiculous ambitions of bringing her Orlesian court charades to Ostwick, even after all these years, she still couldn't handle scrutiny upon her bare face.
Her amateurish games have been their downfall. Months upon months of careful planning, and it came crashing down on her and van Millberg's indiscretion! It was beyond laughable. It was against reason.
"What could you possibly think you still have to offer me after getting yourself kicked out the ceremony room?", Lady Bayart spat, pointing her fan at her guest and enjoying the effects of her accusatory gestures.
But where was the fun in gloating when she knew exactly what this squirming worm would say.
"How about what you owe me!" she squawked in her thick Val Royeaux accent, "I never thought the Lord Councillor would withdraw his support! This was never the deal!"
"This was always the deal!", Lady Bayart countered, "And if you hadn't so decisively secured your removal from the premises of our agreement you would have been there to read it for yourself! The Lord Councillor's joint assets to your smithies are to be transferred to the Trevelyans. It is final."
Lady Ehlgar, utterly unable to keep her expressions in check, leaned forward with eyes like saucers, "You assured me, promised me it wouldn't affect my trade routes-"
"-When we still had an agreement! Before you ruined us! When Leopold was supposed to be successor, and help you break even!" When that stone-faced ungrateful brat was still on her side. When Lady Bayart hadn't yet destroyed her only leverage on her harpy of a daughter-in-law by trying to have their younger brother killed. A thief not caught is an honest merchant. A thief caught is, apparently, left scrambling for allies. That particular fuck-up was not to be brought up to Lady Ehlgar, however. She could focus on her own fuck-ups.
Did you catch it?;) Don't blame you if you didn't, it was literally a year ago.
#I feel like I write my bitter characters very similarly#any tips or sources for writing more distinct voices let me know#all ears#tsts#dragon age fanfic#inquisitor trevelyan#trevelyan origin#family politics#politics politics#noble plots#I promise I'll go into more detail than this#just curious for now#wip whenever#wip wednesday#if you squint hard#thanks for playing with me :)))
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hello! I was wondering if I could request a kinda spicy kinda not spicy chat noir x reader fic? It can literally be about anything you want. Please and ty❤️❤️
AHHH I’M SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT BUT I FINALLY WROTE IT !
Thank you for the submission anon! <333 i had a lot of fun writing it and i hope you enjoy it!
Ship: Chat Noir x Reader
Warnings! : SEMI-NSFW, all characters are aged up here!, swearing!
Tags: enemies to lovers?? ;))
“merde.”
That was the first word you hear that caused you to open your eyes.
Your head was hurting and your whole body ached.
You rubbed your eyes and sat up on the cold floor beneath you.
You saw Chat Noir sitting, slumped in front of you with his head resting back against the wall.
Great he was here too.
You guys didn’t really get along, mostly because he tried to flirt with you on the first day he saw you and you didn’t want to put up with his shit because you knew he did that to every girl he saw.
You both started growing pissy with each other since that day.
now you were stuck with him in this dark, humid room.
where were you guys?
most importantly what happened that got you both here?
you furrow your eyebrows as you try to recall what happened.
All you can remember was Ladybug giving you the bat miraculous to fight along side them again.
Then you went near the Louvre where the villain was and both you and Chat Noir made a run towards him.
that’s all you could remember.
“You’re finally awake.” You hear him croak.
You snap out of your thoughts and look at him.
His blond hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat and his chest was moving up and down with every deep break he took.
He looked hot.
wait, what no he didn’t why are you thinking that?
“what happened?” You ask him.
You couldn’t seem to take your eyes off of him and your body felt warm. Too warm.
“the villain knocked us out with his power and Lady locked us up in this room until she changes everything back to normal.” He says and slides a note to you.
You grab the note and begin to read it.
Hi guys.
You were both hit by the villain and got knocked out.
I had to put you both in this room and lock you in here until I change everything.
Don’t worry Rena is here to help me.
Whatever you do, don’t give in to certain thoughts and fight against urges.
-Ladybug.
You furrow your eyebrows.
fight against urges?
What power did this villain have?
“I don’t know why she’s keeping us locked in here, I mean, I’m awake now so everything must be fine,right?” You say as you get up from the floor and walk to the door.
You feel a hand grab yours and turn around to see Chat Noir in front of you.
His cheeks were a deep crimson colour.
“Not so fast, bat.” He whispers. “His power wasn’t just to knock us out.” He says.
You look down, your eyes fixated on his body. Your body starts burning you.
why the fuck was it so hot in there?
“T-Then what is it?” You ask, looking up at him again and noticing how big his pupils have become.
“Hawkmoth gave him to power to make people uncontrollably aroused.” He states, looking down at your lips.
oh.
This is what ladybug meant by fighting your urges.
You instantly pull back from him and scoff.
“as if, I’d ever be aroused at the sight of you.” You say and cross your arms over your chest, turning around and giving your back to him.
You were lying, you knew that every time you looked at him you could feel your body burning and aching for his touch.
You gulp and sit back down where you were, trying your best not to look at him.
“Yeah because it’s not like you want to rip all my clothes off and suck me dry whenever you look at me, it’s just cause you hate me right?” He says, chuckling dryly.
You instantly feel your cheeks heat up at his words and your legs close together.
fight the urge.
fight the urge.
fight the urge.
that’s what you kept telling yourself but god you needed some type of release so bad.
“What is it now, Chat got your tongue?” You hear him whisper in your ear and your head instantly turns to face him.
How did he get there?
Your faces were inches apart.
Your lips were both parted, your cheeks both red and your breathing increased with every passing second that you stared down at his pink lips.
They were a deep shade of pink, mostly because he was biting them so much because of the frustration.
You look down at his body again, the bulge in his suit was evident and it made you rub your thighs together even more.
You knew he wanted it as bad as you.
But why him?
You hoped that when Ladybug reverted the damage done by the villain, you wouldn’t remember this at all.
But maybe the attraction to him was always there.
But you never wanted it this bad before in your life.
Fucking akuma.
Your body moves without you realizing and you end up straddling him, catching him off guard.
His hands move to your thighs for support and you swear that it took everything you had in you to repress the moan you wanted to let out simply because he touched your body.
“Shut up, kitty.” You say, your noses touching and your hand running through his hair.
You felt vibrations emerging from his chest as he rolled his eyes back.
He was purring.
Holy shit. You wanted to remember this moment just to be able to tease him afterwards.
You couldn’t take it anymore.
This stupid teasing.
Ladybug’s voice started speaking in the back of your head.
Don’t give in to certain thoughts.
It’s your fault for locking us up In here together Ladybug so, fuck you.
You move closer to his face and lick his lips gently and slowly.
You feel his grip on your thighs tighten.
“Holy shit, we can’t do this.” He breathes out while you start kissing down his jaw.
“why not kitty?” you mumble against his skin.
“Because I don’t think I want to forget it.”
“Maybe we wont.” You whisper and look up at him with half lidded eyes.
And with that, he crashes his lips onto yours.
It was pure bliss.
Just what you needed. Just what your body was aching for.
Okay, maybe your body did want more but this was something that gave you that hint of satisfaction.
Your lips moved in sync and your hands wouldn’t stop running through his hair.
Your bodies started moving together, both eager to get any type of friction, any type of satisfaction.
God you needed him so bad that it was painful.
The room was filled with lewd noises you made while you kissed and small grunts and moans that escaped your lips.
You wanted more and at this point you couldn’t think straight anymore.
A hand moved from his hair down to his shoulder. You gripped it a bit for support before making your way to the bell on his neck.
You fiddled with his bell before you noticed something behind it.
A zipper.
Jackpot.
You felt his teeth bite your lower lip and you let out a soft whimper.
You gripped the zipper and began to slowly pull it down.
You froze when you felt a gust of wind overcome you.
A surge of pain went through your head and you shut your eyes.
you opened your eyes again and realized that you were on top of Chat Noir.
What the fuck?
You fell on your ass and rubbed your head.
“What the hell happened?” He asks scratching his head.
You were about to respond until you hear footsteps and the door unlocking to reveal Ladybug and Rena Rouge
“Are you guys ok-“ She stops and looks at both of you, her eyes wide.
You furrow your eyebrows and look at Chat who has his hair disheveled and his lips red.
Little red marks were peppered from his jaw, down to his neck and then it hit you like a truck.
Holy shit.
“Oh my god do you think they-?” Rena didn’t finish her sentence and started chuckling.
“we what?” Chat asked, confusion filling his voice.
Ladybug shook her head and laughed nervously.
“Nothing, the villain knocked both of you guys out and we put you here for your safety.” She says and grabs the sticky note from the floor, crumbling it in her hand.
“You guys don’t remember anything right?” Rena asks, smirking.
Chat shakes his head and gets up.
But you did remember everything.
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i'm out of my head and i know that you're scared (because hearts get broken)
chapters: 19/?
(chapter one is a prelude from my love square fluff series and is included)
words: 51,441
relationships: adrien agreste/marinette dupain-cheng, alya cesaire/nino lahiffe
tags: Alternate Universe - No Kwamis, Chatting & Messaging, Long-Distance Friendship, Identity Reveal, Slow Burn, Influencers, Aged-Up Character(s), Human Kwamis, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Lila Shakes Things Up
summary:
ren from ren and stimpy:
think its the opposite u furry lookin ass
right chat:
Rena, nooo!!
ren from ren and stimpy:
rena yes
or, Adrien is a streamer on top of his modeling job, with the help of his long-distance friends Ladybug, Carapace, and Rena Rouge. Shenanigans ensue, and the masks they’ve hidden behind for years begins to break.
“You’re telling me that some bitch—”
Nino sputters out a mildly horrified laugh. “Alya!”
A strand of hair is tucked behind her ear by said snapback-clad boy and she huffs loudly. “What, Nino? It’s not as if I’m wrong. As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me, she stole my identity?!”
A strand of hair is tucked behind her ear by said snapback-clad boy and she huffs loudly. “What, Nino? It’s not as if I’m wrong. As I was saying before you rudely interrupted me, she stole my identity?!”
“Yeah, we only realized she wasn’t you when the two of you returned from your trip and messaged us,” Adrien supplies helplessly, shifting to tuck a leg under him.
Alya gives both him and Marinette the stink eye, though Adrien’s sure it’s just a test if he knows her well enough. “How could you ever think someone like that was me?”
“To be fair, Als,” Marinette starts off, voice gentle as she scooches closer to Adrien to lean against his arm. “We didn’t really get to talk to her. I tried messaging her on Discord and on Twitch, but she kept claiming she was busy anytime I reached out. I figured you were just upset over the breakup originally and needed your space, you know? I didn’t want to push it.”
The redhead’s harsh exterior fades, and they’re left with a sad one instead. “Yeah, it’s just bizarre that she’d even want my account? Is she that obsessed with sunshine over here?”
“Hey! Don’t say that.” Adrien’s cheeks flush a deep shade of red, which has Marinette pinching them. He grabs her hands and huffs. “Hey to you too!”
Marinette’s laughter is contagious. “Hey, what’s up?”
Alya raises an eyebrow in Marinette’s direction and leans in to whisper into her ear. Whatever Alya says has Marinette’s cheeks burning a bright shade of pink that travels to her neck and parts of her shoulders. She quickly removes her hands from Adrien’s, yet stays tucked against his side.
Both of them blinking over in Adrien’s direction has him believing it had something to do with him.
“Whatever the case may be,” Adrien begins, flicking his hair out of his eyes. He’s not thinking about those last few seconds. Nope. “We need to be smart about this, Ren—Alya. She has your account right now and has all of our subscribers like putty in her hands.”
“Adrien’s right. If we go about this the wrong way, they might think we’re lying, and we do not want for that to happen,” Nino chimes in, resting a reassuring hand on Alya’s shoulder as she begins to close in on herself.
“It’s weird seeing you be reasonable,” Marinette comments idly, her hair splaying out over Adrien’s arm and shoulder.
Nino hums. “Only when it’s needed.”
“That’s a good way to live.”
“Yeah, I try.” Nino flips his non-existent long hair over his shoulder.
“So what do we do?” Alya’s voice is soft, nowhere near as confident as the girl they know.
Marinette sends her a reassuring smile. “Max is working on getting the account back as we speak. Going through the conventional means won’t work, but if anyone can do it, it’s Max.”
“He said he’d call once he has the account back, so instead of sitting around all day like plebs, I’ve planned us a little adventure.” Nino’s lips curve into a smirk that excites Adrien. “Get dressed, lads and ladettes. We’ve places to be, things to see!”
“Do you have any idea what he’s got planned?” Marinette asks both Adrien and Alya as Nino disappears into the guest room to supposedly finish getting ready.
A light breeze travels in through the screen door of the balcony. It’s chillier than it’s been the last few days, though not nearly as cold as Paris is during this time of year. Birds still flock regularly on Marinette’s balcony, a few residing today with the leftovers of what she’d given them earlier.
Adrien loves it here.
(Marinette definitely isn’t the main reason, no. He wouldn’t admit it to himself if he was paid to.)
“No idea,” Alya replies with a shrug, a far-off look in her eye. “I’m going to go get dressed.” As soon as the look had appeared, it vanished, and she follows Nino to change.
“We have to keep an eye on her,” Marinette whispers, a bit too close to constitute a reasonable amount of personal space, but Adrien isn’t complaining. “I don’t like seeing her like this.”
His heart warms at how caring she is. “You’re too nice, Bug. She’ll be okay, but we’ll be there for her if she needs us, okay?”
He hopes his reassurance is enough to quell her worries.
It does seem to be enough, and a huge smile breaks out on her face. “Thanks, Adrien. You’re the best.” She leaves him with a quick, slightly wet kiss on the cheek and scurries out of the room with a giggle, much to Adrien’s amusement.
He raises his eyebrows with a smirk, shaking his head fondly. If that’s how she wants to play, then so be it.
Game on.
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PANINI: gamers im taking the ladies out today if you guys want to come, let me know and i’ll dm you the details
Banana head: NINO, YOU IDIOT. I’M NOT A LADY. Who changed my name? I will end you.
chlo: rmbr u rmbr right?
Banana head: Chlo, I swear to all that is holy. Don’t tell that story.
chlo: how much?
RENegade: is sHE ASKING FOR SEX???
marimba: SEX???????? wheRE?????
chlo: GOD NO I’M A LESBIAN WHAT THE FUCK
Kagami: Lesbian, huh? ;)
chlo: kagami stfu is2g
Kagami: ;)
chlo: ANYWAYS how much money, adri
Banana head: You want another Louis Vuitton bag, don’t you?
chlo: IT’S THE NEWEST OF THE SEASON AND THEY WON’T LET ME HAVE IT
Banana head: Sigh. I’ll see what I can do.
chlo: thanks bitch! you’re the bomb bomb dot com bomb diggity someone take away my phone
Alix: hey, @Carapace, what time are you guys going out? rose, juleka and i are about to see a movie but if it’s after that, we can meet up
PANINI: we were gonna head out before the rain hit so in like five minutes
Juls: drat we can just hang out another time then :( have fun guys!!!!
marimba: YOU TOO JULES I LOVE YOU BITCH
Juls: I AIN’T EVER GON STOP LOVING YOU
Alix: BITCH
Banana head: Best meme. 10/10.
luka: how can you say that when the chicken nuggets meme exists
marimba: I ONLY HAVE 69 CENTS!! GOOD MEME!!!!!!
luka: see even marinette knows
marimba: haha it has 69 in it haha haha ha
Banana head: You’re such a child!!!!
marimba: COMING FROM THE MAN WITH THE NAME BANANA HEAD WHERE’S CHLOE I’LL GET HER THE LOUIS VUITTON BAG IF IT MEANS HER TELLING THE STORY
Banana head: I’M KIDDING. I’M KIDDING!!!!
marimba: that’s what i thought :)
PANIN(o)I: y’all better be ready we leaving now let’s GO
RENegade: I’M COMING BITCH CHILLLLL
marimba: wITHOUT ME????
Adrien’s been ready for a bit, but he doesn’t mind waiting.
He decided on wearing a pair of black jeans instead of shorts, just in case it rains while they’re out, and a black sweater with a thick jean jacket. His hair is a dark brown shade, still lightening at a slow rate, though he doesn’t mind it much at this shade.
He wouldn’t dye it again to match, but he’ll let it fade as he’s enjoying the brunet life.
Marinette’s bedroom door squeaks open and she appears through the door, dressed and ready to go.
And wow. No one should look that good, and she pulls it off so easily.
Her bangs frame her face like curtains, her hair just past shoulder length from being straightened. Her bright blue eyes blink amusedly at him, lips arching into a smile.
The only makeup he spots is on her lips, a lip gloss that makes her lips look super kissable. “Problem, Agreste?”
Laughter bubbles out of his lips, and he averts his eyes. “None, Dupain-Cheng. Just admiring your beauty, is all.” Lying won’t help his cause, so he might as well be honest.
She rolls her eyes, hard enough to hurt, yet her cheeks give her away. “Sure, whatever you say!”
His eyes flash over her attire. While she’s not dressed up by any means, the outfit she chose suits her so well.
Wait. Is she trying to kill him?
With the impending rain and whether they’ll end up caught in the crossfire, she’s chosen a black baggy sweater, denim jeans with large holes around the knees with fishnet stockings underneath, and black old-skool vans.
And to top it off, she’s wearing his merch. His Chat Noir sweater that’s completely black, with white lettering in the center that says, “I’m the Chat’s meow”. He hadn’t noticed at first, been too preoccupied with, er, other things—her lips—and he’d lie if he said his face didn’t get slightly hot at seeing her in person in his merch.
“I thought you only bought the sweatpants, Bug?” He asks offhandedly, eyes averting from her for a second time.
(He has no idea the nickname brings another bout of red to her cheeks.)
“Shut up or I will take it off right now—”
“Oh, please d—”
She’s in front of him in a second, her hand firmly covering his mouth with a menacing look in her eyes. “Adrien Agreste, if you continue with that sentence, I will murder you and I won’t tell anyone where I hid your body—”
Adrien bursts out laughing the best he can, and it sounds so bizarre with her hand muffling it. His own hand finds her wrist and wraps around it, gently prying it away from his face. “Bug, please, you’re going to kill me!”
“You’re not wrong about that,” she affirms with her eyes narrowed. She allows him to keep hold of her wrist.
“I was kidding,” he murmurs, eyes locking with hers as he brings her wrist to his lips and presses a light kiss to her skin. With how close she is, he can feel her breath hitch, so he sends her his best smile. “I would never want to make you uncomfortable.”
Marinette’s head tilts to the side, face softening. Her free hand finds his cheeks and she squeezes them gently. “You’ve never made me uncomfortable before, and you haven’t now. I was kidding as well.”
His eyes brighten. “Oh, so that means you—”
“You’re absolutely hopeless!” Her forehead drops to his shoulder as she whines loudly.
“There, there,” he says, hand wrapping around her to pat her back. “You’ll be okay, Bug, don’t worry. I’ve got you.”
She’s warm, so warm against him that his jacket feels stifling, and he tugs her closer, enjoying—savoring this moment with her. He doesn’t have many days left in Nice, and he wants to cherish every second he can.
There goes his heart again, pitter-pattering away, following hers like a lost puppy.
If only she knew.
#adrien agreste#marinette dupain cheng#alya cesaire#Nino lahiffe#streamer au#mine#miraculous fanfic#miraculous ladybug#i finally wrote it!#its' finally posted!!!!!!!!!!!#AAAAAAAAAAAH#i hope you guys enjoy#this is only part one of two tho :p#also this is not beta'd#ill probably fix it later but i aint give a FUCK#ladynoir#but unconventionally
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Karma’s Sting Operation: Aftermath
WARNING IF YOU'RE ARE AN ADRIEN STAN YOU MOST LIKELY WILL NOT ENJOY THIS ONE SHOT
Summary: Chat Noir, Adrien, Sting whatever name he was going by went way too far this time and now he has to face the consequences.
Notes: Inspired by this Tumblr Post
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“You….you….YOU FUCKING BASTARD” scream Ladybug as she decked ‘sting’ or should she say Chat Noir in the face, “You lied to me, constantly berated me for an accident and held it above my head when you have done far FAR worse things”.
Adrien just stared at his lady as she screamed and ranted at him, this was not how things were supposed to go. She was supposed to be the one begging him and the Master to forgive her, she was supposed to understand, she was supposed to be grateful that he found it instead of someone else. SHE was supposed to finally accept her obvious feelings for him that everyone in Paris could see already.
“You better not take his side master or so help me kwami-” the master cut Marinette off by raising his hand,
“I would have taken his side if he had given me the miraculous as soon as he found it” Fu admitted getting an angry glare from Plagg, “but he chose to play this ridiculous catch and mouse game causing both of us unnecessary stress on top of the stress already from being no closer to finding Hawkmoth”.
“M’lady shouldn't have lost the miraculous then” spoke Adrien, “I was just showing the consequences of her failure since she seems to hold my minor mistakes above my head”,
“Minor” Ladybug scoffed, “MINOR, yeah that’s definitely how I would describe leaving Paris to drown because I told you that I wasn’t allowed to reveal stuff about the master to you or refusing to work with me properly because I didn’t go to a date even though I said I was busy or how you just lay there flirting with me while I battled a mind-wiping Akuma or how you left Paris defenseless to go to New York without informing me even though I had already told I was leaving Paris at that time”.
Marinette let out a small growl of frustration while pinching her nose, “I make mistakes sure but I apologize straight after, like Lila and Chloe for example, even then those don’t compare to the level of your mistakes” Ladybug sighed heavily before continuing, “this may be the first time this mistake was on those level but what did I do? Oh right own up to my mistakes and tell the Master so he knew what was going on even if I lost any trust he had in my abilities in the progress”.
“Chat Noir or should I say Adrien Agreste, you are herby not only stripped of the Bee Miraculous for misuse but also the Black Cat Miraculous for endangering many lives and the mental health of your own partner with this little puppet show of yours” Master Fu announced in a stone ice-cold tone unlike any of the teens had heard before.
“But Master you can’t” exclaimed Adrien while his lady stood by Fu with a look of pure disgust and hatred, “it’s my only freedom from my father, my only chance to be me”,
“If that’s your true self Agreste, you in no way deserve a miraculous” snapped Ladybug,
“Says the one who held the truth of the miraculous above my head since you met the Master” Adrien snapped back jumping to his feet and pointed his finger towards her angrily.
“You may believe that little delusion of yours but it’s quite clear to everyone including to the Kwami that I told you I had no choice” Ladybug stated as she stalked closer to him,
“From where I’m standing right now, Sting, you are quite frankly a villain, no, a spoiled little rich boy that needs to be taken down peg” Ladybug sneer grabbing his jaw and dragging him in front of the Master.
To which Fu held his hand above Adrien as he chanted something in a lost language neither were familiar with, “what did you just do to me?” growled Adrien ripping free from his Lady hold,
“I put on a safety precaution" the old man replied, “I have made sure that you are unable to tell anyone the truth of the miraculous or your role as Chat Noir and Sting,
“You can’t just-” Adrien was cut off by Plagg surprisingly,
“He can kid since I for one wouldn’t put it past you to go to Hawkmoth for revenge at this point,” the tiny god said,
“I wouldn’t Plagg” replied Adrien in surprise at his beloved Kwami, “I wouldn’t betray M’lady like that”,
“I’m not your lady," yelled Ladybug as Plagg continued,
“Call it, experience with other selfish holders in the past” the tiny god stated, “many are saying the exact word you just said but as soon as past Ladybugs left them alone, they go straight to betrayal”.
Adrien snapped his mouth shut after that, knowing just from the Kwami eyes that his old friend was not going to help him, neither was the Master who just looked at him with pity. So he tried to appeal to Ladybug romantic feelings for him specifically Adrien Agreste if the reaction to his civilian identity was anything to go by.
“Ladybug you know me, Adrien, I would never hurt you,” he said in a sickly sweet tone “without good reason” adding that last bit quietly but everyone heard,
“Yes because holding one mistake of mine over my head due to some delusion that I was constantly holding every ‘minor’ mistake of yours over your own head” his lover replied,
“IT’S NOT A DELUSION” he yelled which just caused Ladybug to raise an eyebrow,
“Fine, believe what you want to believe Chat Noir at this point I don’t care” Ladybug sighed tiredly, “I think we are done for tonight and forever”.
Master Fu hummed in agreement as he handed her the black cat ring to which both look at her with surprise, “I believe you should choose the next black cat since I was wrong about my choice last time” Fu said to which Ladybug and Plagg nodded while Adrien looked offended,
“Thank you, Master, I will find a partner who I can trust and respect their partner unlike this disgrace” Ladybug replied, sneering at the last part,
“I’m sure you will” responded Fu “you can leave, I’ll make sure to get Agreste home",
Ladybug nodded and left quickly as it was clear that she didn’t want to be anywhere near her former partner.
Master Fu over to the boy he believed would be a great hero, “Master Fu, come you agreed that I did something that needed to be done” Adrien Pleaded taking no notice of the man’s face, “she needed to be taken down a peg”,
“No she did not, Ladybug has always been humble and owns up to her mistakes quickly even to mistakes that weren’t her fault” snapped Fu, “I’m glad that I at least made one good choice for a holder”,
“I am a good-” Adrien's further protests were cut off by Fu pressing a pressure point on the back of Adrien’s neck and threw the young boy over his shoulder as he made his way to the Agreste mansion.
Notes: Welp, I must say this is the harshest I've ever been with Adrien and like I said in the beginning to Adrien Stans, I was not kind to the sunshine boy.
I know I have criticized Adrien quite a bit more than Marinette and that's because in my eyes the show punishes Marinette enough for her mistakes, unlike Adrien who doesn't seem to face any even though he has put Paris in danger plenty of times.
I may write another chapter for the public aftermath but I'm not sure, comment if you want that.
Tagged: @adriensaltprompts
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#miraculous#miraculous ladybug#mlb fic#miraculous fanfiction#orginal content#fic prompt#adrien agreste#marinette dupain cheng#master fu#plagg#bee adrien#bee miraculous#adrien salt#so much salt#master fu salt#but not alot#angry marinette#angry ladybug#one sided ladynoir#delusional chat noir
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ascension
Summary: An off the clock rendezvous.
A/N: Yo who’s who is over and we can reveal out stories! Enjoy some ladynoir pining because it’s what we deserve.
AO3
“You didn’t have to get me drunk to kiss me,” Chat murmured, ruining everything.
Ladybug’s sigh brushed his lips even as she pulled away.
“And now I never will.” She slipped the bottle of wine from his limp hands and took another swig.
“No, wait!” He said, regretting he opened his mouth at all. “I’ll be good, I promise. Try me again.”
He made a show of puckering his lips dramatically.
Ladybug laughed, voice low, and the sound settled somewhere deep within him. Her suit was cool against his nose as she gently pushed him away.
“Maybe next time, minou.”
Chat sighed, stamping down his disappointment in favor of next time. If he was very, very good next time could still be tonight. There was something soft and inviting about his lady this evening, an openness, a sweetness, that had nothing to do with the bottle of red wine he’d managed to swipe from his father’s collection.
When Ladybug messaged him and asked to meet up tonight he didn’t know what he was expecting. Especially not when she followed up her invitation with a request to bring alcohol. It only took a few suggestive cat emojis for her to tell him to fuck off and forget it. It took several apologies and the promise of an expensive cabernet to get her to meet him on the concrete embankment of the Left Bank.
“I just wanted to be stupid tonight, Chat.” She said before he could ask, taking the wine and the seat beside him. “Sloppy drunk and stupid.”
He could drink to that.
He could drink to a lot of things when his lady looked at him like that .
Sparkling eyes, generous smiles, and a blush he hoped was only partially attributed to the wine.
“I feel itchy all over,” She murmured when the lapping of the water beneath their feet became drums in the silence. “Like there’s a tag under my skin.”
“Mmm,” He said because it seemed like she wanted him to. Ladybug leaned her head against his shoulder and passed him the bottle.
“Don’t you ever just want to do something crazy and irresponsible?”
Chat grinned. “Well…"
“Stop,” She pinched his side. “You know what I meant.”
He did.
You didn’t grow up in Gabriel Agreste’s household and not learn a thing or two about rebellious impulses. Even if he wasn’t brave enough to follow through on them.
“Yeah, bug. I do.”
“How do you deal?”
I think about you.
Chat didn’t say it. He wasn’t stupid. And he knew the answer would only make her more restless. Ladybug came to him to shed her burdens not pick up more.
It didn’t change the fact that every time he thought about doing something reckless or stupid or even just a little dangerous he only had to think of his lady and those impulses fled. For better or worse, Ladybug was just as much his moral compass as she was her own.
Feeling the tension in her bones as she pressed up against his side reminded him just how fair that really wasn’t.
“What do you want to do?” He asked instead.
She sent him a side-long lashful glance that had him gasping for breath. He looked away first, to preserve his sanity. Ladybug pulled away to lean back against her hand.
She was staring at him.
He could see it in their murky reflections in the waters of the Seine which were murkier still. A red and black and black and green haze in the dim lamp post lights. Chat wondered if she liked what she saw as much as he liked that she was looking at all.
“What?” He said, when her attention became too much. He was never more thankful for his mask as he was then, blushing under the heat of her gaze.
She smiled. “Nothing.”
“No, seriously.” His eyes caught hers in the water and the smile widened. “What?”
“Narcissus drowned doing that, you know?” She said instead, kicking their reflections away.
“Rude. I was staring at you.”
“I know.” She hummed but she didn’t sound displeased by the idea.
“Oh you do?” Chat said, looking away from her watery counterpart to stare at the original.
Now it was her turn to avoid his gaze. She was still smiling.
Disturbed and determined he reached for her hand, ready to shake the secrets behind those pretty pink lips right out of her. Unfortunately the hand he grabbed was also supporting the majority of her weight and his unthinking gamble sent her falling backwards and sideways on the pebbled pavement.
Ladybug met Chat Noir’s unnatural gaze, unnatural-er still as he stared down at her in a hazy kind of horror. His hands were outstretched, claws twitching but frozen between them. Ladybug bit her lip but a stray giggle escaped anyways, filling the otherwise quiet night.
“I hope this isn’t what you meant when you said I’d fall for you.”
Chat groaned, burying his face in his hands.
So much for next time.
He could hear his lady shifting beside him as she pulled herself up. He nearly jumped as her fingers found his wrists, gently pulling his hands away from his face.
Her eyes were brighter than stars, smile sweeter than wine.
“I’m ready to be stupid now.” She said, her face once again tantalizingly close to his.
Chat nearly fainted as her lips brushed his once, twice, before she pulled away, his pathetic mewl escaping with her.
It wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.
He could practically feel the heat of Ladybug’s smile radiating against his own and his hands reached out for her pulling her back to him even as she said
“Is it next time yet?”
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Part 10
link to part 9
This part is about just one episode, it’s quite important to the au wich is why Iv given it it’s own part, basically, Lila becomes the peacock miraculous holder, this all takes place after feast but before the battle of the miraculous
Lila is at the Agreste mansion getting tutored by Adrian sins she’s so behind *eye roll* she sees Nathalie faint and Gabriel take the peacock brooch  away from her, she follows Gabriel and sees him go into his secret evil villain layer 
Later she goes up to him and straight-up says “I’d make a much better Mayura than Nathalie” Gabriel is taken back by this “ don’t try denying it, Also I know Adrian isn’t the most perceptive guy but you might wanna try hiding all of this a bit better” Gabriel would be losing his shit right now if he wasn’t so impressed by the girls confidence (Gabriel she literally just called your son and idiot and your impresses? Da fuck)
Gabriel being the stupid, evil, sadistic, terrible father that he agrees to partner with Lila and gives Lila the peace miraculous whenever she will be useful (because that’s gonna end well)
The first time he calls her in to fight she takes full advantage of the situation to cause havoc for the class, she creates a sentimonster version of Adrian, Gabriel pulls Adrian out of school for the day for a modelling gig to keep him occupied, when felix asks what’s going on Nathalie just says “Gabriel has decided to focus more on adrians career, after all hes the real Agreste heir, Gabriel needs to put in some more training time with him so you’ll be driven to school alone” felix just closes his eyes for a second to proses that verbal slap across the face and says “right, I’ll be off then” he decides to walk to school and pick Marinette up his way while Lila sends senti monster Adrian to class
Sentimonster Adrian then walks into the art room where Mari and Alix are helping out marc and nath, it starts off fine, but then at lilas command senti-Adrian switches and starts calling bath and marcs work creepy and disgusting “this isn’t art it’s basically a toned-down version of stalking? Do you really think any of Paris’s heroes wanna see your creepy drawings, this is just fan fictions...neither of you are anything special” Mari is taken back by the outburst, this doesn't seem like the Adrian she's grown to know, Alix, on the other hand, is already at boiling point “like you'd now anything about art Agreste, you have as much depth as a glass of water, and for your information ladybug as seen there comic and loves it, she even asked for a signs comply when it’s complete” “then she clearly has no taste just like i already suspected” that’s when Mari sees this can’t be Adrian “Adrian I think you should leave” once he’s gone she turns to the other three and says “I don’t think that’s Adrian guys” nath-“what do you mean? That sure as hell looked a lot like Adrian to me” Mari-“when has Adrian ever said anything remotely bad about anyone? Especially ladybug?” Marc-“she has a point...we should find Alya, see if she can send lb a warning about a possible Akuma” as there talking Alix slowly backs out of the room to transform
After leaving the art room senti Adrian *being pupeted by Lila* went off to hurt as many people as possible and successfully caused juleka, Alya and max to be akumatised, the key insults *by Lila* being:
To Alya-“the fact you call yourself a real journalist is a joke, your nothing more than a half baked gossip blogger using her so-called hero for attention” to Juleka-“your pathetic, your just a scared, sad, emo princess that’s obsessed with her best friend and has no real opinions for herself *evil chuckle* or her own voice, speak juleka...just speak” to max- “you wanna know why your always alone?” Max-“but I’m not alw” “I’m speaking max! You're always alone because nobody likes a know it all, you make all your friends feel less than, you hurt everyone you love, that’s why you’ll always be alone, forever”
Once she’s transforms lb gets a call from bunnix “finally! Iv been try to get ahold of you for 2 whole minutes lb! We have a possible akuma at dupont” “have you gotten ahold of chat?” B-“radio silence” lb-“this isn’t good” B-“don’t stress red we can Handel an Akuma by ourselves” lb-“I don’t think it’s an Akuma though...I think it’s a sentimonster”
After 5 more minutes of failed calls to chat Lb tracks down Felix and tells him he needs to transform “I can’t get ahold of chat Noir and we have a big issue on our hands” “but there isn’t an Akuma” “but there will be...I BELIVE there’s a sentimonster in the school parading around as your cousin Adrian Agreste” felix just rolls his eyes “of course there is” lb-“ felix there’s no time for your broodyness, so drop the dramatics for now and transform...chop chop”
Chat shows up halfway threw the fight “I’m so sorry bugaboo, I was stuck at the other side of Paris, I couldn’t get away from my civilian duties and faster” lb-“it’s fine chat, Renard Arctique and bunnix have lady wifi, Reflekta and know it all (‘know it all’ is Max’s akumatised name, he has the ability to know everyone’s biggest insecurities and uses it against them making it the only thing they can think about) I kneed you help tracking down the sentimonster before it cases any more akuma’s” Chat-what’s the sentimonster of?” “Adrian Agreste” *chats giving lb the biggest oh shit face* they hunt down senti Adrian and after a major fight with himself (hehe) Chat and lb manage to defeat it, then they join Renard and bunnix to finish off the akumas
Yeah she was defeated but lila calls it a successful day, she managed to cause 3 akumas without really lifting a finger or damaging her own rep and proved her usefulness to Gabriel, she calls that a win in her book
The next day when Adrian walks into class with Felix, all eyes are on him, he try’s to apologise to the class but lila runs up to him pushing Chloe out of the way to engulf Adrian in a tight hug *chloes fully red in the face with rage* Mari leaning over to whisper to felix “this should be good”
lila- “it’s okay Adrian we know it wasn’t you! You’d never say such hurtful things to us” alix-“you weren’t even at school yesterday lie-la” lila-“that’s because that THING attacked me on my way to class, calling me all sorts of horrible things, but lucky I’m professionaly trained in yoga and was able to comtrol my emotions, I just had to run home and send ladybug a warning obviously alix” felix- “you’ve been professionaly trained to control you’re emotions yet you e been akumatizes about 5 times...what a joke” lila glares at felix
Sensing tension Adrian interjects “I’m still sorry everyone, I hate that something looking exactly like me hurts any of you, I’d never wanna case anyone of you pain” Chloe gets up and pulls Adrian out of lila’s tight hold “it’s okay adrikins we know that your the sweetest person alive anyone who believed that impostor is utterly ridiculous ” felix grones and murmurs “I’m gonna be sick” Mari smirking “want me to get you a bag”
After sitting down Nino says “don’t worry dude your friends know you, I never had a doubt about it, the second I overheard what it said to Alya I knew that wasn’t you, you wouldn’t hurt anyone” “thanks Nino” “no thanks necessary here bro, if you wanna thank someone it should be Marinette” looking shocked Mari interrupts “what? No! No no no you seriously don’t have to say anything, I was just doing what anyone else would do” Felix looked at his girlfriend and gave her a soft smile
Felix-“it’s true Adrian, she’s the one that talked Nathaniel and marc down after your evil doppelgänger verbally attacked them, then she told them it couldn’t be the real you, because you wouldn’t hurt s fly *trademark Felix eyeroll* she even got everyone to spread the word around school and got word to lb, she was a total hero” Marinette looks at Felix with a small smile and slight blush, Adrian breaks the soft AF moment by saying “I don’t know what to say Marinette, thank you, thank you for having so much faith in me” Mari-“of course I have faith in you, I know you, Adrian, you’re good person” jokingly she giggles and says “a little dens (talking about Kagami) but you have a good heart...down to your core”
After school Nino and Mari join Felix and Adrian at the mansion and chill around playing video games...okay so Felix technically  Doesn’t play any of the games he just sits next to Mari and watches as she demolishes Nino and Adrian at every single game, he can’t help thinking how beautiful she looks when her smile is wide and toothy, her face is slightly pink from yelling with excitement and her eyes are wide and bright...she’s the definition of beautiful
Link to part 11
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Edit: link to art I made for this part
#seating plan au#had to put in some soft mari and felix to make up for the lila drama#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste#felinette#felix agreste#miraculous ladybug#ml#ladybug#chat noir
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Beginner's Luck
Teeechnically a Bayonetta/DMC crossover, only because it’s based on concept art from Bayonetta of Enzo and Dante gambling...and Dante losing because of his bad luck. And a little bit of his Diesel costume from DMC2 (which actually isn’t that bad?)
Fandoms: Bayonetta, DMC
Characters: OC (DMC), Rodin (Bayonetta), Enzo (Bayonetta)
Tags: @furyeclipse @synchronmurmurs @harlot-of-oblivion @queenmuzz
Summary: Cassandra takes up poker against an old friend of Dante’s to retake the hunter’s beloved guns: Ebony and Ivory. Of course, grabbing that signature red coat was a plus.
Cassandra hummed as she walked down the grimy streets, bobbing her head to a song only in her head. Despite her chipper attitude, she had a place to be: a bar that Dante visited and came out with nothing. Literally, given his change of clothes from the iconic red to muted green. It didn’t look good, hence why she was walking down the street, finding the very bar he had been in the night before: The Gates of Hell.
Cassandra really had only one concern: Did he have to head to the nastiest place in the city? The Dump was a perfectly appropriate name for this shithole corner of the city. Not even Morrison, as far as she knew, came to this stretch of the city.
But here she was, walking through the darkness like a lonely star in an abyss-black sky. She stood out of place, that she knew well enough, but ignored it to focus on where she was going. She could fend for herself, she wasn’t exactly unarmed despite all appearances.
She pulled out a flyer, a garish purple scrap of paper, and glanced at the building to her left. Just like it said, the Gates of Hell was here. She shoved the paper back into her bag, the bag being full of hard-earned cash to gamble with. If Dante had gambled away his prized guns, then she’d have to gamble it back (and have enough to pay for their tab, depending on how much of a drinker this mysterious man was).
Did it make her a target? Yes. Yes it did.
Was it worth it to make Dante happy? Yes. Yes it was.
With a soft sigh, she opened the door. Much to her surprise, it was empty. The only music in the bar was from the gramophone, the worn record playing a jazz piece that sounded like it'd come from a film noir. Her green eyes glanced around the empty establishment before she walked over to the bar, eyes focused on the black bartender.
“Hm.” The bartender hummed. She could feel his eyes focused on her, analyzing her every movement. It was almost supernatural...but she ignored that gut feeling for now. “Haven’t seen you ‘round here before, lightspark.” She squinted at the name, something that only Dante called her.
“I’m looking for a man. He was here last night gambling with my...employer, Dante.” She said. “Perhaps you know him?” The bartender was silent for a moment, mulling over her inquiry as he lazily cleaned a glass.
“What’s it to you?” He asked.
“...because that idiot gambled something precious to him and I’m here to gamble it back.”
“Sounds risky.” The bartender hummed. Cassandra shrugged.
“Perhaps. But I guess I’m feeling lucky tonight.” She said, tilting her head just a little. The bartender smirked.
“Better keep an eye on your back. Luck doesn’t like being pushed.” Cassandra glanced back behind her before back to the bartender.
“Duly noted-”
“Rodin!” The doors flung open, causing her to wince at the sound. “Fuck me sideways, I’m beat!” She glanced back, watching as a portly Italian waddle to the bar. “Hit me up with a martini!” She looked to the now-named bartender, who subtly nodded to her, before returning his gaze to the portly Italian.
“No can do Enzo. Not until you pay your tab.” Rodin said as he turned around. The Italian, now named Enzo, let out a whine.
“Aw come oooonn! You haven’t yelled at me for it before!” Cassandra slid a hand into her bag and pulled out a crisp $20 bill. Rodin paused as the bill hit the polished counter.
“You payin’ for him?”
“Yep.” Rodin shrugged before finishing the drink, setting it in front of Enzo. Enzo’s eyes widened.
“For me?”
“I mean, I just said I’d pay for you.” Cassandra said with a shrug as Rodin took the bill. “A second martini for me, please. Strawberry flavor.” Enzo laughed as he took a swing of the martini.
“Well, you have my attention. What cha want?”
“Well, you have something I want. Ebony and Ivory.” Enzo’s eyes went wide.
“Ooooh, you want those lovely ladies.” He laughed, walking to an empty table. Cassandra watched the martini rest on the counter before taking it. She took a sip, watching Enzo as Rodin counted out change. “Look, I ain’t gonna give those guns to anyone-”
“Not even back to Dante, where they belong?” She asked.
“You know Dante?” Enzo asked, flopping down in the chair. “How is he?”
“Miserable without his ladies.” She said, taking the change Rodin laid down. She quickly thanked him before walking over to Enzo. “But I get the feeling you won’t let them up without a fight. Or a good ole fashioned game of poker.” She sat down across from him, who had burst out laughing.
“Lemme guess, Dante taught ya! That man has HORRIBLE luck!” He howled. Cassandra rolled her eyes.
“You don’t need luck to explain the rules.” Cassandra pointed out patiently. Enzo set his martini on the table and pulled out a deck of cards.
“Tell ya what, let’s play a quick game and if you win, I’ll give ya the coat.” Enzo set the cards down and took a sip of the martini. “I’ll even go easy on ya for the martini!” He threw out some cards, to which she took with a smirk.
‘You think I’m a push-over?’ She thought as the game began. ‘You’ll find that I’m no pushover.’
“So.” Enzo began. “How long have you known Dante?”
“Oh, about eleven years. He’s like a brother to me.” She replied, occasionally glancing up to him. She noticed she could see his cards in his sunglasses but kept her mouth shut. If he was helping her win, then she would take that as long as she could have that boon.
“Eleven years? Cute. So you ain’t doing this because you wanna fuck him, right?”
“Hardly. I like him but, as I’ve said, he’s a brother to me. And he’s been looking like shit without his coat and his ladies.” She said. “It’s a good thing he’s not going off to do some big job because if he went out without those things, I don’t think anyone would recognize him as Dante. That coat is his brand.”
“It’s also expensive to repair.” Enzo rolled his eyes. “But I’m not dealing with that anymore. That’s someone else’s job.”
“Mine, actually.”
“Ha! I don’t blame you for trying to get the coat back! Replacing that’s expensive!” Enzo said, throwing down his cards. “Alright, let’s see what you got!” Cassandra did the same, looking at his cards. Enzo quietly swore: she had gotten three of a kind. Enzo had gotten two pair. She had won.
“Huh. Guess I won this round.” She said as Enzo took back the cards.
“Ok, that was just a freebie because I wanted to see how good you were.” He clarified, retaking the cards. “I’m gonna be harder on you for the guns. And that means real money!” He opened up his coat and pulled out a wad of cash. “For Ivory, $250 dollars!”
“I can match that.” Cassandra said, mirroring his actions. Enzo grinned wide as he began to deal the cards.
“I like a gal who ain’t afraid to gamble.”
“These are Dante’s ladies, of course I’m gambling for them to come back home.” She pointed out, taking the cards dealt to her. Enzo took a sip of his martini.
“Ah, reminds me of my brats.” Cassandra raised an eyebrow and looked to his fingers, seeing a golden wedding ring on his finger.
“You’re a family man?”
“Yeah, two little monsters of my own. They’re cute as fuck though.” He chuckled fondly at the thought. Cassandra felt a twinge of sadness at that. Despite his profession, it still seemed as if he loved them dearly. It was something she wished her own father had done with her in her adult years.
“Cards?” Enzo’s inquisitive voice roused her from her thoughts. Cassandra laid down her cards, a Flush. Enzo swore under his breath as he laid down the Straight he had accrued. “Beginner’s luck…”
“Well, how about we raise the stakes a little? $500 for Ebony.”
“$700!” Enzo snapped. Cassandra let out a humorous huff.
“A bit of a sore loser, aren’t we?” She teased as she pulled out $1000 and set it on the table. “Let’s make it $1000.”
“Do play nice with the lady.” Rodin rumbled from behind the bar. Enzo grinned and leaned forward, taking back the cards and reshuffling them.
“You got yourself a game...aw shit, I just realized I didn’t get your name. What kinda player am I?”
“It’s Cassandra.” She pulled back a strand of hair.
“Cassandra...ok, nice to get a name to a face. Dante was talking up a storm about you.” Enzo chuckled. Cassandra raised an eyebrow.
“Has he now?”
“Oh yeah!” Enzo nodded. “Went on and on about this chick that’s been rooming with him. It ain’t the bazooka gal so it’s gotta be you.”
“If he calls me lightspark, then I’m the one.” She hummed, playing a card. Enzo laughed.
“It’s nice to meet ya. I know Dante’s got a new broker now and that means getting you is off the table.” He shrugged. “Oh well. It’s nice to play cards with him-”
“Because you can win.” Cassandra interrupted dryly. Enzo snorted.
“Fuck yeah I can win.” He smirked at that before throwing down his cards. “Four of a kind, haha!” Enzo laughed. Cassandra glanced to the cards, to her hand, and then back to the cards before chuckling, laying them to rest.
“Straight flush. I believe I win.”
“WHAAAAAAAAAT!?” He howled, staring at the cards. “Oh come fucking oonnn!” He whined. Cassandra finished off her martini and set it on the table.
“I won fair and square, Enzo.” She gently pointed out. Enzo groaned before getting up with a grumble.
“Ok ok ok, I’ll go get them.” He waddled out of the bar. Cassandra took her rightfully won cash, frowning.
“I thought I’d gamble away more money.” She said quietly. Rodin merely laughed from behind the bar.
“I never heard someone wishing they were unlucky.”
“It’s not that.” She corrected him. “I didn’t think I’d actually win back the guns.”
“I believe it’s called beginner’s luck.” He said with a shrug as Enzo reentered the bar. In his hands were Dante’s red coat and the handguns of note: Ebony and Ivory. They looked pristine, not a scratch on them since she last saw them. Cassandra swung the red coat over her shoulders.
“Ah, I hate beginner’s luck…” Enzo grumbled as Cassandra made sure the two were empty before placing them in her bag.
“At the very least, I’ll pay for the tab tonight. And only tonight, before you get any ideas.” Cassandra said, walking to the bar. She pulled out five $20 bills and set them on the counter. “Au revoir.”
“Jeez, you better tell Dante he’s lucky to have someone as nice as you!” Enzo yelled as she stepped out of the bar, walking her way down the streets away from the bar and back to Devil May Cry.
One long walk later, Cassandra pushed open the door. While she was heading back home, she picked up a pizza along the way, just for Dante.
“Dante!” She called. “I’m home!”
“I’m awake.” He grumbled. “No need to yell-” He perked up at the box in her hands. “For me?”
“Yeah, you dummy. But don’t get your hands all greasy yet. I got more than pizza for you.” She lowered the pizza on the desk and opened up her bag, producing the handguns and setting them on the table. Dante stared at them, eyes wide before she whipped off his coat and threw it back at him.
“You got them back?”
“Fuck yeah I did. These two.” She pointed to Ebony and Ivory. “Are your ladies. And your ladies should stay in your hands, not in some alcoholic Italian in a grimy fucking bar in The Dump.”
“...thanks.” Dante took the handguns and put them away. “Did you lose anything?”
“Only a hundred and twenty dollars for drinks.” She shrugged. “Mostly to make sure said Italian’s tab was covered for the night.”
“You’re spoiling him.” Dante shrugged, opening the box and taking a slice. “He’ll want to be your broker next.”
“Pfft, nah. I’m taken by Morrison and he knows it.” She sat down on the edge of the desk, setting the bag on the ground. She reached over and took a slice. “You know, you should keep the scarf. It’s not that bad.” She said casually. Dante just shrugged.
“Thanks for...everything, by the way.”
“You’re welcome, Dante.”
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Noir || Eleven
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Word Count: 2.9k
Genre: Mafia AU! Sugar Daddy AU! Jungkook X Reader, fluff, angst.
Warnings: none
A/N: Here is the eleventh chapter of Noir! YAY for the first meeting and date! I might be a bit busy this week and next week so updates might be a bit slow! Thank you for your patience ahead of time. In return, I have written a JK one shot that I hope will satisfy all of you while you wait! I’ll upload it sometime later this week! If you’d like to be tagged whenever I post a new chapter of Noir, please DM me, leave a comment on this post, or send an ask and I’ll add you to the list!
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“So, why did you call me over exactly?” Nicci asked uninterested.
I sighed, “You know very well why I called you over! I told you the very night he asked me to dinner that I needed your help picking an outfit.”
“Oh yeah, you’re having dinner with your lover boy, right?”
I rolled my eyes, “Nicci, please?”
“Alright, alright. What time do you have to be there?”
“Six thirty.”
“Alright, so I have to make you perfect obviously. You need the money and I can’t send you out looking like...well...you.”
I glared at her, “There’s nothing wrong with being comfortable!”
“Righttt,” She said as she browsed throughout my closet trying to find the perfect outfit. “Where are you going?”
“Some fancy dinner place, it was in French so I wouldn’t know how to pronounce it even if I wanted…”
Nicci whipped her head around, “Wait, are we talking about the same restaurant? Show me the text!” I showed her the location and she squealed, “You lucky ass bitch! He’s taking you to the best restaurant in the entire country! You better give out as payment. Do whatever he asks!”
“Nicci!”
“What? He’s treating you like a fucking queen, so do the same!”
I ignored her comments and let her go back to picking an outfit. “Now that I know you’re going there, I’m more interested.”
She found an emerald green gown that went down to my ankles and was strapless but had sleeves over the tops of my arms. She laid it on my bed and found some black strappy heels, setting it next to the dress.
“Go get dressed in that, and then we’ll talk hair, makeup, and accessories.”
I normally would fight her, but I decided not to bother. She wouldn’t let me get out of this even if I tried. I sighed and took the dress and heels into the bathroom with me and undressed. I slipped my feet into the dress and pulled it over my torso. I put my arms through their little sleeves and moved my hair to the side to zip up the dress. I zipped it up and situated my hair again. I sat down on the bathtub’s side and slipped my feet into the heels, zipping the backs up.
I looked at my reflection one last time before stepping out of the bathroom. Nicci’s eyes flew to my body as she drank in the look. “Why don’t you give up on being a doctor and instead be a glorified escort or trophy wife?”
“Why would I do that?”
“Because you’re smoking!” I ignored her comment and sat down at my makeup table, letting her take over. She started putting light waves into my hair, making sure that everything looked natural and loose.
Once she had finished that, she started on my makeup. She chose a few different shades of brown to match with the green of the dress, going for a beautiful but not heavy look.
Suddenly I heard my phone go off. I had Nicci grab it and tell me who was calling me, “It’s Dylan!”
“Shit, what should I do?”
“You have to lie, Y/n! I did not spend so much time on your look and getting you to finally do this just for Dylan to try to cockblock you!”
I nodded and answered the phone, “Hello?”
“Hey Y/n!” Dylan called out from the other side of the line.
“What’s up?”
“I was thinking we could go out tonight and get food and walk around town! What do you think?” I looked at Nicci and she shook her head saying I had to give an excuse.
“I’m sorry I can’t tonight.”
“What? Why not? Do you work? I can just visit you if that’s it.”
“No, no, I don’t work, I just have a lot of assignments I need to work on.”
“Well, I could help you?”
“We both know I won’t get work done if you come over,” I sassed.
He scoffed, “Fine I see how it is. Guess you really hate me.”
I sighed, “I’ll make it up to you, I promise. We can hang out another day. I’ll let you know when I can, okay?”
“Okay…”
“Alright, I gotta go, bye!”
I hung up and set the phone down. It was silent until Nicci broke the silence, “Where do you keep your jewelry?” I pointed to a small box on one of my dressers and she moved to sort through it. She grabbed a pair of dangly silver earrings and a nice silver necklace that would hang perfectly over my bare upper torso. I put the earrings in my ears as she latched the chain on my neck.
“Do you have some purses too?”
I nodded, “In the closet.”
She sorted through them, “I don’t get it, you have a bunch of fashionable things, yet you never wear them.”
“I save it, doesn’t mean I have to wear them all the time.”
Nicci scoffed but continued searching through my numerous purses. She finally handed me a plain black clutch that matched my heels perfectly. “There, you are done!”
I looked at myself in the body mirror and admired Nicci’s work. “Thanks as always, Nicc.”
“Of course, I may not be a professional makeup or hair artist, but it’s one of my favorite pastimes, so it’s nice to experiment on people that aren’t me.”
“What time is it?”
“Quarter to six.”
“Alright, I should get going then,” I said.
Nicci nodded in agreement, “Make sure to tell me what goes on!”
I smiled, “Of course, you’re the only one who supports this decision, so it’s only wise I tell you what happens.”
“You got it, girl.”
I ordered an uber to take to the restaurant that I was supposed to meet Jungkook at. It was in the center of the city so it would take thirty minutes to get there. The uber got there a little bit before six and I had already sent Nicci back home and texted Jungkook that I was leaving the house.
I got in and told the driver the address. As we drove, I looked out the window as I tried to calm my nerves. I wasn’t sure why I was so nervous, but I had just hoped that Jungkook was all that he was behind the screen. I had seen multiple pictures of him so I knew his face well, but that didn’t mean I knew if he had a completely different personality offline. I played with my hands in my lap as we continued to make our way down the different streets of downtown.
I looked around at the flashing lights and the illuminated sidewalks filled with people of all ages. They were all conversing and talking to one another. Some outside of restaurants enjoying the warm nighttime temperature, others smoking and laughing, and many people walking around with groups of friends from store to store.
It had been a while since I went downtown to do anything fun. The drive is not always the best from my apartment to downtown, the traffic had never been nice either. Over the past few years, the city had become increasingly populated without the correct amount of lanes or streets towards downtown as needed for the abundance of people living in it. The city had changed so much over the many years I spent living here. It used to be much more calm, with the regular sports events and musicals, but now it had become a big party central. Strip clubs and bars lining the streets.
Driving past the craze, we finally got to the nicer part of downtown. Where all the rich lived comfortably, close to all the top rated restaurants, stores like Gucci, Louis Vuitton, Versace. The options were endless. This part of the city was always much more hush. People conversed but it was not yelling and laughter like the other part of downtown. There was a clear distinction between normal people and the rich.
Seeing the restaurant in my sight, I waited for the uber driver to pull up to the front of it. He did and I gave him the fare for the drive there. Checking the time, I made sure I was not late and thankfully I was five minutes early. I walked in feeling more than slightly out of place in this time of crowd but tried to push past it. I walked up to the hostess and she gave me a glance over. It was as if she was checking out my clothing to see if they were high class, expensive brands. I smiled as I tried not to think too much about her obvious judgment of me, “Hi, I have a reservation for 6:30 for Jeon Jungkook.”
The lady’s eyes seemed to panic at his name. I frowned ever so slightly at her face wondering why she seemed so panicked. “O-oh, y-yes. Right this way Mrs. Jeon,” she stated. I was ready to correct her as there was no way Jungkook and I were married since we hadn’t even met yet, but I decided not to waste my breath.
She led me to a secluded part of the restaurant that seemed like it could be rented out for private parties. Behind a velvet red curtain, I saw a man sitting at a table. “Here you are, miss. Please enjoy.” The hostess’s voice caught the man’s attention and I was met with a deep dark abyss.
His eyes were piercing right through me, not letting me move or even form coherent sentences in my head. He was breathtaking. His dark hair that was parted and pushed up slightly, his piercing yet doe-like eyes, and his thin beautiful lips. I was speechless. He looked even better in person than he did in photos. The air in my lungs was gone as I continued to stare at him. How could he possibly be interested in someone like me when he was walking around looking like that?!
He finally smiled and stood up, “I’m so glad you could make it, Y/n. Please have a seat.” I knew all too well that I would not be able to speak so I nodded my head, or at least I tried my best to. I moved and sat in the soft cushioned seat opposite of him. It was easily the most comfortable thing I had ever sat on in all my life. He moved my chair, pushing it in for me. I let out a meek thank you at his gentlemen like gesture. “Is something wrong?” He asked taking his seat again.
“A-ah, no, it’s just you’re even better looking in real life than you are in the pictures,” I said as confidently as possible.
He smiled, “Thank you for the compliment. I don’t want things to be awkward between us, so I’ll go ahead and introduce myself. I am Jeon Jungkook, the same guy you have been talking to over the phone for a little bit. It is nice to meet you, Y/n. You are even more stunning in person than over any photo you’ve sent me.”
I swallowed hard knowing very well my face was extremely flushed, “T-thank you. Um, I’m y/n as you know. It’s a pleasure to meet you finally…”
“I can tell you’re nervous, but hopefully that will dissipate throughout the night.” I nodded. “Would you like some wine?”
“Yes, I think that would be helpful.” I knew very well I would need liquid courage running through my veins in order to be normal. He ordered over a waiter that I had not even seen waiting and asked for a bottle of red wine that I did not know the name of.
Once there was wine in my glass, I took a sip and could feel the small burn help rid of my nerves. “So,” I started, “Where would you like to begin?”
“I feel like I know quite a bit about you, but why don’t you go ahead and explain what you do, your hobbies, anything you think is individual to you.”
I nodded my head, “Well, I’m a college student. I am in my third year of college and I dream to become a doctor. I really like the idea of helping others, I don’t necessarily have a certain field that I study as far as medicine goes, but I like the idea of being able to have a purpose or have the power to help or even change someone’s life. I don’t have much free time between college and work, but I enjoy I think anything else a girl my age does. I like staying in and reading, going out with friends, movies, those kinds of things. I’m not really special I don’t think but I enjoy what I study and do with my free time nonetheless.”
“What do you do for work?”
“I work part-time at a cafe near my house as a barista and waitress. It’s not what I want to do but it pays for some things and I like the people I work with, so…”
Jungkook’s face had not changed all throughout my explanation of my current life. It was odd that he seemed to find it interesting as I didn’t think there was anything particularly special to me. Many other girls had a more interesting life than I did. “I guess it’s my turn then?” I nodded happily. Jungkook even over text never talked much about work, but I figured it had to do with not wanting to brag over it or bore me.
“Well, I’m a CEO for the Jeon company and I work under my father, but I, for the most part, do all the work now as he is mostly retired. I don’t have much free time either with all the work, but I enjoy spending time taking pictures and making videos and gaming. I’m quite boring as you can see, so there isn’t much to say about myself.”
I smiled, I could see the happiness in his eyes as he talked about his hobbies. They were something that he obviously really enjoyed. “I would love to play some video games with you sometime” I spoke softly.
His face softened at my words, “I’ll definitely let that happen.” I took another sip of my drink. “Are you ready to order?”
I nodded my head, “What do you usually have here?” He rattled off multiple different dishes that I didn’t know how to pronounce or even know what they entailed.
I laughed embarrassed, “I’m going, to be honest with you, I don’t know much of what you said so I’m going to leave it to you to order whatever you think I’d like.”
He let out an authentic laugh, “Don’t feel embarrassed, I get it.” I grinned and he waved over the waiter. He let our orders slip off of his tongue easily as the waiter bowed and left. “I don’t know if it’s too early for you, but I’d like to talk about why we’ve both come here tonight.”
I nodded knowing the topic was bound to show up eventually, “You can ask whatever questions you have.”
“I only have one, but it won’t really change my decision on the matter. You, of course, don’t have to answer it if you don’t feel comfortable, but why?”
“I won’t tell you a big sob story as to why I need money, other than money is difficult to come by without a college degree. I pay for my rent, food, living expenses, transportation, and my college. I just thought it would be nice to make more money on the side to help myself out.”
“What about your parents?”
“We don’t have a good relationship,” I answered simply. I wasn’t about to go into detail about my parents. They were still a heavy topic for me that I would rather not think about.
“That’s fine, I don’t expect more. But I already made my decision many nights ago about you. I want to support you for whatever reason it is you need money.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I’m genuinely intrigued by you and would like to continue this.” I could almost scream from excitement.
“Are there any like conditions?”
“Not really, I’ll just pay you for each date we go on. I’m not going to force you into anything non-consensual, so if spending time together is all you want, then that’s all we’ll do.”
“Okay, yeah that’s fine with me too.”
“Is one okay?”
“One?”
“One thousand each date or time we hang out.” My eyes bulged out of my head as I heard this.
“A-are you serious?”
“Is it not enough? I can add more if you nee-”
“No, no! Not at all. In fact, I’m surprised you’re giving so much.”
“I don’t really think it’s that much, but if that amount is fine, then…”
“It’s more than okay. I don’t know what to say, thank you so much.”
“I’m glad I can help you out.”
The food arrived and I saw a form of pasta sitting in front of me. I smiled at the dish and took the first bite as we both sat in comfortable silence as we ate. The dinner had gone well and I couldn’t wait for our future dates together.
NEXT PROJECTED UPDATE: 06/18/19 (This is a very very very rough estimate! It all depends on how busy I am throughout the week and weekend, but I will try my hardest for you guys!)
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One last time
Trytokillmeorsomething123
Summary:
An AU where you know about your last time doing something.
Marinette hardly got any alert about her last time, but that morning it starts out strange...
[Your last time eating these cereals. ]
"What the- But this box is halfway full?!?! " Marinette exclaimed.
Marinette wakes up to her alarm go off crazily, she slowly made her way to the bathroom. Start off her daily routine by cleaning herself up, Marinette is ready for the day work.
After taking a shower, Marinette dresses up simply with a pair of jeans, a pink tank top, and a black jacket. Her stomach growling, she should get something simple for breakfast. So that's why she now chewing on a bow of cereals.
[Your last time eating these cereals. ]
Marinette almost spits out all her cereals, "What the- But this box is halfway full?!?? "
Checking on the expired date, it's fucking bland new.
"The heck? :D"
Then how on earth would someone like Marinette thrown away a box of cereals like this? Sure, the taste of it is not her favorite and she wouldn't buy it again... But it's only halfway through, she would not just throw it away!
Oh well, maybe someone would finish it before she did.
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Got herself in the car, she was going to the Agreste company tower, she has an appointment today.
[Your last time going to work. ]
"... "
Okayyyyyyyy. That's weird.
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"Adrien, today is fucking weird. " Marinette talk to her bestie, who is burying his face with her pantry.
"Is there even a normal day for us m' lady? " The cat asked, still munching of food.
"... You are not wrong... " And then she started working on her design again.
[Your last time designing. ]
Marinette looks at the notification with a blank face. "Kitty, I think I need a day off. " Marinette said.
Adrien replied with a muffler mouth. Quickly swallowed it, "Sure, go and relax, you're a billionaire and millionaire bestie anyway. "
"... Kitty you shouldn't said that. " But Marinette walked out anyway.
Adrien happily munching on his food before noticed some alert in front of him.
[Your last time seeing Marinette at work. ]
[Your last time eating Marinette pantry. ]
"... " Am I going to die? Adrien mumbled.
Then he started calling everyone he knows.
"Yeah Tim, please tell me I'm crazy. Why? There two alerts in front of me right now. Uhh, yeah, it's said it's my last time seeing Marinette at work and my last time eating her pantry. Yeah, hey, don't-" Great, he off the phone.
"But if not me? Then... Marinette?!?! "
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Marinette walked out from the hospital, she's not sick, lacks sleep but not too much. Then why?
[Your last time going to a hospital. ]
"... " Marinette staring at the alert.
She called the first one on her contact number list.
"Bruce, I think I'm hallucinating. "
[Your last time talking to Bruce through a phone. ]
"... Bruce, I think it gets worse. "
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Marinette opens the Miraculous book, reading through pages and pages to find something about her condition.
[Your last time reading a miraculous book. ]
"... " Ignore it.
"Ah-ha! " Finally something relates!
"Your now conditions are called 'reborn' when you used the miraculous too much and suddenly stopped. It damages your soul, soon, when it's come to an end, you will forget your past life. And reborn as a guardian... "And it's will Finnish the moment I went to sleep? Forget everything? Is it any different than death? Reborn my ass!
Marinette ran out.
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[Your last time seeing a sunset. ]
" The fuck? " Did she really just wasted her last day walking around the town?
Oh, she did.
She still remembers all the alerts.
"Last time eating mama cook, last time walked around the park, seeing someone, eating ice cream,... " Marinette can feel the warm tears slowly appear.
"... " Marinette quietly let it be. She doesn't want to end like this. No. She crawled down. She only twenty one! She hasn't done enough!
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Marinette came home, start cooking for herself like every day.
[Your last time cooking. ]
"... " She did it quietly.
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[Your last time talking a shower. ]
"... "
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[Your last time open the miraculous box. ]
"... "
[Your last time using miraculous. ]
Marinette taking out three miraculous, the ladybug the cat and the horse. She wearing the earing and the glass up.
"Marinette! " The ladybug happily exclaimed.
"Took you long enough. " The horse only snored.
"Hi Tiki, hi Kaalki. " Marinette smile at them.
She talks to them for a while before decided she wanted to go.
"I'm thinking about a small patrol. Just like the old times? " Marinette said, both of the kawmii seem excited.
She transforms herself.
[Your last time being ladybug. ]
"... " Marinette smile dryly.
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"Kitty! " Marinette jump into Adrien working room.
"M'lady??? What's-? " Adrien seemed pretty surprised, but no time to waste.
"No time to waste! Transform! " She threw the miraculous at him. He catches it, and quickly transform himself.
"What's the emergency m' lady? " Chat Noir said, seriously.
"Emergency? Oh hahaha, no. I just want to patrol. " Ladybug laugh. Ignore the alert.
"Want to go through Gotham and messing with the bats? " She asked.
Adrien just nod, he surely didn't miss his alert, something is wrong.
[Your last time seeing Marinette as Ladybug. ]
[Your last time patrol with Marinette. ]
[Your last time being Marinette Chat Noir. ]
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They jump through the portal and start messing around, the bats noticed them and they all start a game of tag.
When finally they got out of those bats sighting, Marinette laughs like she never laughs before.
[Your last time seeing Marinette laugh. ]
"M'lady, now can you finally tell me what going on? " Chat noir asked.
"... " Marinette stop laughing.
"Mari I know you don't want to but please! Just tell -"
"I'm dying Adrien. " Marinette simply said.
"What-"
"Reborn, that's what those guardian calls, Marinette would be gone, my memories would be whip out the moments I closed my eyes and let myself go to sleep. "
"... " Adrien couldn't say anything.
"I'm scared, kitty. I'm scared. " Marinette crawl into a ball. She started sobbing. "I don't want to forget everything, everyone. "
"I don't want to die. I don't want Marinette to be gone. What should I do kitty? "
[Your last time seeing Marinette crying. ]
"... " Adrien couldn't say anything.
"This alert keeps appearing. I don't want to see them. Adrien. " Marinette now crying and shaking violently.
Adrien could only hold her close to him. "I'm scared too, I don't want to lose you. " Adrien could felt his tears appear too.
"B-but at least I'll be on your side till the end. " Marinette smile at him. "Could you be with me till the end? "Marinette begs her best friend.
"... Yes m' lady. I will. "
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Marinette and Adrien transform took off the miraculous, and start making the bed. They do it quietly.
"Kitty, when I w-wake up, please tell me everything about myself. " Marinette speak out her last request.
[Your last time requesting. ]
[Your last time hearing Marinette's request. ]
"... Of course m'lady. " Adrien give her a smile.
[Your last time seeing Adrien smile. ]
[Your last time smiling at Marinette. ]
"... "
"... "
And with that Marinette let herself laying down to sleep.
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Maria Fu awakes to see a blonde stranger smiling at her. "Who are you? " She asked.
The stranger just keeps smiling. "I'm Adrien, Marinette's best friend. "
Maria Fu is even more confused. "Who's Marinette? " Then the stranger-no Adrien start smiling with his teary eyes. "Someone you used to be. "
"... I'm Marinette? "
#maribat#marinette x batfam#angst#marichat#emotional hurt#non canon#re upload#i just love her so much#but im not#im desperate#i hurting moa garl#kill me please
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