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hanaasbananas · 1 year

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Not a Date

Summary:

nine years after Adrien and Marinette went their separate ways, they find their paths crossing again as adults. Deciding to catch up for old times sake, both are firm in their belief that it is not a date.

Or is it?

written for the @mlwritersguild February 2023 event. Prompts: "lost", "translate", "poetic", and the bouquet emoji 💐

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It was a miracle that she heard him at all.

Once, long ago, Marinette might have called it destiny. She might have gushed about how the universe had conspired to perfectly time a lull in the music blaring through her headphones with a turn down into a quieter side street, away from the bustling town centre.

She had outgrown such fantasies now, of course. But whatever it was–fate, luck or even just sheer coincidence–the result was that Marinette turned when her name was called…

…and promptly dropped her phone.

Adrien caught it before it could hit the ground. Handing it back to her, he rocked back on his heels, laughing delightedly as she gaped at him. “It is you!” he exclaimed “I knew it! How have you been?”

Marinette blinked. “ Adrien?”

He looked…gorgeous, as he always had, but somehow her ex-boyfriend had managed to become even more devastatingly handsome with age. Gone was the perfectly styled hair and the spotless designer clothes that had been such a staple of their teenage years. In their place, was a well worn cable knit jumper, and hair so unruly Marinette had to clench her hands into fists by her side, resisting the urge to run her fingers through it.

More than that though, Adrien looked comfortable in his skin, his eyes bright and smile genuine. The sight was enough to make her heart flutter in her chest and Marinette was suddenly very glad for the cold air that masked the reason for her flushed cheeks.

As she watched, mesmerised, Adrien impatiently pushed up the glasses that were sliding down the bridge of his nose, his lips moving even though…

Marinette frowned, realising belatedly that he was still talking.

“–ong are you in town? We should get coffee or lunch sometime, really catch up properly.”

“Oh!” Marinette’s voice was high and almost breathless. “Yes! Definitely! I’m actually moving back to Paris so I’m staying with Maman and Papa right now. You should totally swing by, they’d love to see you as well–” Stopping abruptly, she forced herself to stop babbling, inhaling deeply before continuing at a much more sedate pace.

“I’m free this weekend if you are? We can go to…go to–” she hesitated, remembering the café where they had spent so much of their time when they were younger. Would he think that it was strange that she suggested the place? That she was still hung up on a relationship that ended almost a decade ago? Would he change his mind about catching up or–

“Our old place, right?” Adrien interjected, cutting through her spiralling thoughts as if he knew exactly what she was thinking. At her hesitant nod, he grinned, almost blinding her with its brightness.

“That sounds great!”

“It’s not a date.” Adrien exclaimed. Glaring at Plagg in the mirror, he continued. “We’re just old friends, meeting for lunch. Friends do that all the time. I had lunch with Nino the other day too, and that wasn’t a date either. Just like this isn’t.”

“Sure,” Plagg drawled, rolling over on the bed of toilet paper he’d made for himself and eyeing Adrien derisively. “but Nino isn’t your ex. And you only spent about five minutes getting ready to see him. How long did it take you to choose your shirt today?”

“Right, that’s it–”

Plagg cackled as Adrien shooed him out of the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. “You know I’m right!”

Rolling his eyes fondly at his kwami, Adrien picked up his razor to carry on shaving–this time in blessed silence. Really it was no surprise that Plagg was going on and on about him meeting Marinette for lunch. He’d never understood why they’d broken up in the first place, no matter how many times Adrien had explained to him that it had been for the best.

Maybe he might have felt differently if the relationship had imploded. If it had ended in devastation, with anger and shouting and resentment to taint all the happiness they had once shared. Instead, it had ended quietly, with no one to blame but circumstances beyond their control.

For that, he would be forever grateful, because while unfortunate, it had given him warm memories to look back on on the days that he had felt particularly lost in London. In fact…taking out his wallet from his pocket, Adrien flipped it open and pulled out the small strip of photos he kept hidden behind a family photo with his cousin and aunt.

The strip was creased through the middle from where it had been folded and unfolded many times, the once sharp corners curling and peeling back with age. In the photos, they were in a photobooth that Marinette had dragged him into–one they’d found in a clothes shop–and she was laughing delightedly, her arms wrapped around his shoulders as he kissed her neck, her cheek and finally her mouth. Their cheeks were flushed as they beamed at the camera in the last photo, and Adrien couldn’t help the smile that tugged at his lips before he put the photo strip away once more.

It wasn’t a date, no. But he couldn’t wait to see Marinette anyway.

He really had missed her.

“It’s not a date.”

Behind her, Tikki rifled through the box of mementos on Marinette’s desk. “Then why have you got all this old stuff out?” she asked innocently, doing a terrible job of hiding the laughter in her voice.

“I was just…” Marinette paused with her mascara wand halfway to her eye. “Reminiscing.”

“Reminiscing on your relationship. I still don’t know why you broke up, you know.”

“We grew up.” Marinette huffed exasperatedly. “Long distance was never going to work so we figured it was better to end things when it was still good, remember. Before we had the chance to grow apart, you know? Anyway I’ve always been sentimental. You know that.”

That wasn’t technically a lie. Marinette was very sentimental, keeping ticket stubs and receipts and anything with a good memory attached to it. Adrien had always teased her about it back in the day–until the scrapbook of their relationship had become hefty enough to hurt when she swatted him with it.

Truthfully, she hadn’t thought about the scrapbook for a long time. But after seeing Adrien again, the first thing Marinette had done when she got home was dig the old box out. She’d spent hours poring over the pages, trying to translate her old illegible handwriting and allowing old memories to wash over her like a familiar blanket.

That’s all they were though. Memories.

“I guess…” Tikki said doubtfully. “So it really is just a friend thing?”

Marinette nodded firmly. “ Yes.” It didn’t matter that her heart fluttered every time she thought about seeing Adrien again, he hadn’t said anything to suggest that it was anything else, and she certainly wasn’t going to. “Now come on,” she said, turning to grab the box “let’s put that away.”

Picking the box up in one hand, and attempting to put the lid back on with the other, Marinette swore under her breath when it tipped out of her grasp, scattering the contents all over the floor.

“Damn it!” glancing at the clock, she swore again, staring down at the mess in dismay. There was no time to tidy it all up, not if she wanted to be on time.

Decision made, Marinette opened her purse for Tikki to slip inside and then stepped gingerly over the small bits of paper littering the floor, making sure to watch her every step. It would just be her luck to slip and fall now and she wasn’t taking any chances whatsoever.

She was halfway out the door when something bright caught her eye. Bending down to pick it up, Marinette laughed out loud as she looked at the crumpled red packet in her hand, jelly rings emblazoned across the front telling her what the packet had once contained.

They had been so innocent back then, thinking that ‘always’ wasn’t just a word but something to believe .

Unbidden, the memory of that day came to her. She thought of Adrien kneeling in front of her and presenting her with a jelly ring, his eyes glittering with mirth. It had been a cloudy day, she remembered, the sun breaking through the clouds at just the right moment to make Adrien’s hair look like shimmering gold. His proposal had been filled with sweet puns, neither of them able to hold back their laughter even as he’d slid the jelly ring onto her finger and declared them engaged.

Marinette shook her head, dispelling the memory, though she wasn’t able to get rid of the warm feeling blooming in her chest. That was all in the past. A memory to look back on fondly and nothing more.

Unless…

No. Marinette dismissed the thought. She was just going to meet a friend. There was nothing romantic about it.

Plagg was never going to let him hear the end of this.

He’d felt his kwami sniggering in his pocket the entire time that he was in the supermarket trying to find the right flowers, so when Adrien knocked him with his wallet when it was time to pay, it was only slightly unintentional.

It was worth it though, to see the smile on Marinette’s face as he presented her with the bouquet of pink lilies.

“You remembered?” she asked.

“How could I forget?” Adrien countered. Bumping her shoulder as they entered the café together, he resisted the urge to take her hand, shoving his hand in his pocket instead. “Of course I remembered.”

Marinette blinked. “..oh.”

Tone it down, Agreste, Adrien chided himself mentally when Marinette turned around abruptly, her cheeks red. It’s not a date. Still, he found his eyes lingering a little on Marinette’s face, taking in her flushed cheeks and windswept hair. It was longer than it had ever been when they were together, cascading past her shoulders in a dark waterfall and as he watched, she pushed a strand out of her eyes impatiently, scanning the café for somewhere they could sit.

In the days leading up to their meeting, Adrien’s biggest worry had been that their conversation would be awkward and full of silences. That the ease they’d had around each other in the past was just that–a thing of the past.

He needn’t have worried.

They talked for hours, slipping so effortlessly back into their old dynamic that Adrien almost wondered if the last nine years had been a strange dream.

Eventually, when they couldn’t justify any more refills– when Adrien’s cheeks hurt from smiling for so long and Marinette couldn’t speak without dissolving into fits of giggles–they got up to leave, too wrapped up in each other to care about the irritated looks other patrons shot their way.

Outside, the cool evening air was a welcome relief from the warmth inside the café, though as the wind ruffled his hair Adrien noticed that the sky was heavy with clouds threatening rain. Beside him, Marinette shivered slightly and zipped up her coat.

For a long moment, they simply gazed at each other, neither willing to look away or be the first to move in a different direction, to let their time together end. Adrien had thought it would be easy to say goodbye again, but before he could stop himself, he found himself asking-

“You’re at the bakery right? I’ll walk you home.”

“Oh!” Marinette said. “No, you don’t have t–”

“Marinette,” Adrien interrupted her, stifling a laugh at the way her mouth clicked shut. “I want to. C’mon.” Holding out his arm, he raised an eyebrow expectantly until Marinette–hesitantly–threaded her arm through his. A thrill ran through him at the contact and he bit his lip to hide his smile. “Let’s go.”

They were much more subdued as they walked, their conversation quieter. Between them, the knowledge that their time together was coming to an end weighed heavily on them the closer they got to the bakery.

It was strange, Marinette thought. How many times had they made this exact walk–shyly at first after their first date, and then more confidently as they learned to navigate the change from friendship to relationship . They’d both been so nervous –stealing glances at each other and blushing when they were caught but carrying on anyway.

Marinette almost felt the same way now, as if she were a teenage girl again, giddy with joy at being on a date with her crush.

Adrien, on the other hand, didn’t seem nervous at all. But then, he’d always been good at hiding things. She remembered what an incorrigible flirt he’d been–especially when he was Chat Noir, but that had been a facade more often than not; a fragile mask put up to keep his distance from others. It had been a long, slow process to peel away the mask and expose the boy behind it, but Marinette would never regret it.

Not that she had reason to.

Because now… Adrien was so much more self assured. He carried himself with a confidence that only came with age, no longer afraid to hide his sincerity but embracing it instead.

As if sensing her gaze, Adrien looked down at her. “Penny for your thoughts?” he asked.

Marinette shook her head. “Don’t waste your money, they aren’t as interesting as you’d think.”

“Oh I think I’ll be the judge of that .” Adrien grinned and her breath caught at the teasing glint in his eye.

It seemed like some things never changed.

“Wellll…” Marinette drew out the word, looking down at the ground. Scuffing the toe of her boot on the ground she shrugged. “I was just thinking about how much we’ve changed.”

“For the better, I assume?”

“Well I know I have,” Marinette said jokingly, “but I’ve been trying to come up with a way to bring it up nicely all evening and there isn’t a way, really– you’ve become quite insufferable since we last saw each other.”

“Ah,” Adrien sighed. “That’ll be Félix’s influence, I’m afraid.”

She sniffed in mock derision. “Yes, I thought so. I–” Marinette’s lip wobbled when she looked up at Adrien, struggling to hold back her laughter at the sight of his solemn expression. “I–”

Adrien was snickering to himself now too, and Marinette clapped a hand over her mouth just as a loud guffaw escaped her mouth and echoed around them in the quiet street.

“Oh my god.”

“What?”

“ Oh my god.” Marinette marched ahead of Adrien, her cheeks burning with mortification. Hearing him catch up behind her she sped up, calling over her shoulder. “You didn’t hear that. You did not hear that.”

“I totally did,” Adrien’s voice rumbled with laughter. “ Stop,” he grasped her by the wrist. “ It was cute!”

Marinette whirled around, incredulous. “It was not!”

Adrien was grinning at her. “It was adorable.”

“Shut up.”

“Not until you admit it.”

“I will admit nothing.” Marinette snapped, though she felt her embarrassment fade a little–replaced by a warmth in her chest– at the fondness in his expression, “change the subject.”

“Alright.” Adrien pretended to think for a moment. “Tell me what you were really thinking earlier.”

“Wh–I did!”

Adrien shot her a look that said come on, now , his eyebrows raised. Well. She did ask for it.

“I’d just been thinking, you know,” she began slowly, as they carried on walking side by side again. “I know we didn’t want to break up, back then before you went to London, but…I’m glad we did. It did you good, I think.” Seeing his surprised expression, Marinette hurried on, practically tripping over her words. “Unless living with your aunt and cousin really sucked and was a terrible experience and–”

“No,” Adrien cut in before she could spiral into a tangent. “You’re right. It was the right thing to do…at the time.”

At the time . Marinette’s breath caught at the words. What could he mean, at the time ? Without really meaning to, Marinette found herself turning to him and asking, almost in a whisper:

“And now?”

“And now…” Adrien echoed her. Scratching behind his ear nervously he stepped forward and reached out to her, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. Adrien’s fingers lingered for a split second–just enough for her to feel the warmth against her skin–before dropping to his side. “Let’s just uh…” he hesitated. “Let's just say I’m glad to be back.”

“I–”

“We’re here,” Adrien said softly, nodding to something behind her, and with a start Marinette realised that they were standing at her doorstep. Warm light from the bakery spilled out into the street, illuminating Adrien's face and Marinette was reminded once again of the countless other times he had walked her home before.

And what had come after.

“Oh.” Marinette exhaled the word. “Well, um…thanks for walking me,” glancing up at the overcast sky she said just as a fat raindrop landed on her forehead, she laughed. “I was gonna say you should hurry before it starts raining but…do you want to come inside and wait it out instead?”

“No, it’s fine,” Adrien shook his head quickly. “I should be able to make it back before it really gets going.”

“Okay!” Marinette tried to hide her disappointment “yeah okay if you’re sure. Um.” Before she could stop herself, she strode forwards, enveloping Adrien in a hug. She had to reach up on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around his shoulder as he held her around the waist.

It wasn’t a date. She knew now that a part of her had wanted it to be, but she would content herself with this hug instead, and the time they had spent together. It was more than enough.

Pulling away, Marinette smiled up at Adrien who looked down at her, his green eyes blown wide with surprise. “I’ll see you soon.” She smiled ruefully, pecking him on the cheek. “Let’s not leave it as long this time.”

Adrien made it halfway down the street before he turned around.

What am I doing? He asked himself. His cheek was still tingling from Marinette’s kiss, and he could feel her gaze, watching him still from the front step of the bakery.

What am I doing? The voice in his head repeated, louder this time and Adrien had no answer for it except to turn on his heel and walk–no, run back down the street.

The rain was coming down in earnest now, soaking him through in seconds, plastering his hair onto his face. Adrien squinted as he ran, struggling to see through the rain lashing down. Twice, he stepped in an unexpectedly large puddle and found himself with trousers plastered uncomfortably to his legs.

As he approached, he saw Marinette turn to enter the bakery and went faster, ignoring the squelch of his shoes.

“Marinette!” Adrien called out loudly, just as she began to close the door behind her. She turned in surprise.

“Adrien! Wh–”

He came to a stop in front of her, breathing heavily. “Marinette,” he said again, quietly. “I’m going to kiss you now. Is that okay?”

Marinette’s eyes widened. “Yes,” she whispered.

Adrien grinned. Surging forward to cup her face in his hands, he captured her mouth in a kiss. It was familiar and unfamiliar all at once as her hands flew to his neck, pulling him closer and Adrien felt her lips curve in a smile against his. He hadn’t realised just how much he’d missed this, how much he’d forgotten until he was forcibly reminded–what a fool, to think that this could have ever been anything but a date!

As the rain poured down on them, she set his body ablaze with her touch, fingers tugging at his hair as they kissed and kissed and kissed as if making up for lost time.

How poetic, he thought, distantly, in the part of his brain that was still capable of it. Our first kiss was in the rain too.

#banana writes 🍌#miraculous ladybug #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #adrinette #ml fanfic #my writing #ml writers guild

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ladybugs-and-black-cats · 2 years

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When You Just Want Sleep…

Hey there, Readers! It’s been a long time since I’ve written a story promo post for my blog, but…I’ve been so quiet on here lately, so maybe it’s time to liven things up with a little something new!

So, you know that feeling when you’re tired but your family just refuses to sleep. You beg them to sleep because it’s good for them and they insist that they will…eventually! Well, that’s exactly how Adrien feels about Marinette in my new oneshot! Here’s the deets—

Title: I Must Espresso My Concern

Summary: Marinette asks Adrien to make her a cup of coffee so she can continue her late-night work on her fashion designs. Adrien, however, is tired and just wants to go to bed…and to convince Marinette that she needs sleep too!

Word Count: 1181

Written For the @mlwritersguild March (“First/Last Lines”) Event!

***Special Thanks to @lunamaxwritesitall from the @miraculousfanworks Discord Server for title help!***

Link to Story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41496432

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #miraculous fanworks #miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir #adrienette #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #new oneshot alert #ml fic #miraculous ladybug fic #miraculous writers guild #march event 2022

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sneaks-the-hammock-jockey · 1 year

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Looking for a way to participate in the Miraculous Ladybug fandom? try joining us in Miraculous Discordance, a fan server where we chill and chat but also participate in monthly events and daily challenges to help writers! We also share fic recommendations and fan art. Decembers event will be Fanfiction tropes bingo-this is for writers and readers, and has a *spicy* option as well! To play join the server and grab a card, fill out the numbers and return it, and come December first you will get a card back with tropes from the list that matches your numbers.

Events aren't mandatory and just for fun, we also have emoji that I make, so if you like my art they are worth checking out too.

#ml #ml fanfic #ml writers guild #ml writing prompts #miraculous fanfic #miraculous ladybug fanfiction #ml fandom

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dbacklot99 · 19 days

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Writers Guild Presents - After Heaven: Who We Are (Ch 1)

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After Heaven Rated E CW/TW: Alcohol, sex Summary: Angst+slow burn+plot+porn+action+very happy ending! Crowley is hurt and waiting for Aziraphale as the angel tries to find his way in Heaven. The only way they can figure out God's ineffable plan is to work together again. And that means overcoming temptations and tests from Heaven and Hell - and finally breaking down the walls around them both.

Picks up the week after S2E6. Excerpt: Crowley found a miraculously open table at Nina’s shop. She rolled her eyes and brought over a large coffee – black – during a lull in customers.

“And how are we today?” she looked down at him, hand on her hip.

He rolled his head back to look at her, “I have of late but, wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth.”

Nina frowned, “What is that, Shakespeare or something?”

“Or something,” he muttered, “that priggling, knotty-pated copycat.” He took a taste of the coffee, appreciating how terribly burnt and bitter it was and miracled it several degrees hotter.

“So,” she continued, pulling out a chair backwards and sitting across from him, “what are you going to do?”

“What am I going to do about what?” he enunciated every syllable in reply.

“About where you’re going to stay? You were going to go check on your flat?”

He took a large gulp. He didn’t know if Shax actually intended to move out but when he had gone by, there was an overwhelming demonic presence emanating from the building and he had been in no mood to deal with it. “Been taken over by demons.”

Nina leaned back, “Well, I can understand how that goes.”

He glared at her, “I’m not hurting business.”

Read more here!

Thanks to Betas chaoticgo& theonewiththeshippinggoggles

@goodomensafterdark

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melestasflight · 9 months

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In June, I tackled the first part of Húrin's biography -- the years of his youth full of heroism, hope, and miraculous rescues to hidden kingdoms.

But this wouldn't be The Silmarillion if this story had a happy ending, would it? As Dawn Felagund notes, Húrin might have one of the rawest deals in a book of raw deals. So this month at the @silmarillionwritersguild we turn to last stands, dooms and curses, and questions on divine justice and vision.

Part 1: The Making of the Hero

Part 2: The Subversion of the Hero

With much thanks to @rittare whose beautiful art is featured in this article.

#hurin #hurin thalion #the children of hurin #silmarillion #tolkien #lotr #character bio

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miabrown007 · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

I have been tagged for this by an astonishing amount of people, thank you for thinking of me @chocoluckchipz @ladyofthenoodle @kasienda @rosie-b and @burntwaffle12! 💜

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

58 (+ 1 in hiding because past me couldn't handle having unfinished fics fdgh)

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

333,162 words (+ about 80k of heist AU will be joining this slowly)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Miraculous Ladybug (I have fics for Harry Potter and The Inheritance Games but I don't really consider myself someone who actively writes for those fandom)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Hiding in Plain Sight

don't ask questions you don't wanna know

seven is my lucky number

Save You a Seat

17 days, 2 hours and some odd minutes

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! I wrote all that and someone decided to write back and discuss it with me? of course I will!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

hmm, maybe hold your friends close (but your enemies closer)? but I do regularly get yelled at when someone at the Writers Guild remembers the flowers that we've grown together, so that's a win too

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

probably seven is my lucky number with the sappiest-happiest ending. though the ending that makes me the happiest must be that of Felonies and Other Love Languages

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not really *knocks on wood*

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

no because I'm a coward 😭 (also writing smut is so hard! though it is known that ace people write the best, so maybe I'm naturally talented and just don't know it)

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

not really. in Lost & Found the Teen Titans kind of adopt Adrien but they don't have dialogue because it's not a proper crossover. similarly, in Fighting Dragons with You Cedric Diggory is mentioned and Dramione is canon (to me), but all of that has zero impact on the plot

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that I know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes, a few to Russian

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes, I tried it a couple times, but only one fic of those did we ever finish.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

love-square!

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

fdgfhj all of my WIPs at the moment? 😂 honestly it would be so nice to have (no one can) rewrite the stars finished (that's my hidden fic, ladrien dating/marichat soulmates), but I don't think I'll ever be excited about it enough again to go back and rewrite the 20k chilling in my docs that I planned to do after realizing the current setup wasn't the best it could be

16. What are your writing strengths?

planning, keeping details in check. I usually tinker enough with details that there's not many inconsistencies left. also, I think I'm good with dialogue and usually with the pacing of information

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

not stressing over how something is phrased and putting down actual words instead. it makes writing so excruciatingly slow and sometimes stressful that I want to get things perfect. also, descriptions are so hard, because I don't want to describe things plainly or in a dull way, but finding interesting ways takes a lot of effort.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I have done it, but honestly most of the time you're probably better off using italics.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

Felonies and Other Love Languages <333

tagging @valiantlyjollynightmare @noirshitsuji @sunfoxfic @peachcitt @anna-scribbles if you feel like playing <3

#miaraculous writing #tag game #20 questions for fic writers #writing

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mlbigbang · 1 year

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2022 General Fic Rec List

It's the end of the year which means it's finally time for the ML Big Bang's yearly fic rec lists! We're really excited to bring you our contributors' favourite fics started this year to supply you with plenty of reading material while you're waiting for the Big Bang fics' publication in January.

deliverin' by @fragileizy 5,750 words, General, 2/2 chapters

“Is everything okay?” “Yeah. Yes, of course it is, I just”—she swallows ash and ice—“it was just the Book I was reading. It, uh… their family separates after a bit, and it’s all a misunderstanding, and—” she can’t finish. She’s not allowed to. “Do you need a hug, Jules?” I need you to stay, she wants to cry. You’re my only brother. And I’ll miss you so terribly when you’re gone. Every day, I’ll be alone without you, because Mom will try to visit as often as you always visit me, but she’ll keep feeling guilty for the rest of our time together because she knows how upset I am. And she’ll be upset, too. I’ll never be able to watch her cry, but I’ll hear her. And I don’t think I’m strong enough to deal with that. “I do,” she says instead, wings closing up around her like a ball. “Please. Just for a little while.”

"Cute!!!"

Telling the bees by @feather-dancer 5,768 words, Teen, 1/1 chapter

Chloé and Zoé have a routine where at least once a week they meet up somewhere for a chat which is an excuse to get away from their shared mother and to vent as much as anything. Folklore says it is very important to keep the bees up to date with the coming and goings of their keepers, these two are no different. Part of Haven of Strays.

"Canon has denied us any real Zoe&Chloe sisterly content. It's up to the fanfic community ot make up the difference. This author does all that and more in a weighty interaction between two sisters who are not friends, but are sisters."

Chaotic Company by ADeadmansBliss 5,450 words, Mature, 1/1 chapter

It's been nearly a week since Adrien's acquisition of a new pet and unfortunately traumatic injury is not something that can be recovered from quickly. Bored with only an unconscious former hero for company he decides to sneak out to find some entertainment which goes fine until Hawkmoth decides to ruins it.

"It's unlike anything I've read before and it's so super fantastic!!!"

Stranger Acquaintance by @bugchat 1,885 words, Teen, 1/1 chapter

Marinette just wants to live her Special Agent life as quietly as possible. Put bad guys behind bars, maybe make friends with three people at work, and eat pizza once they close a case. What makes its way into her life is a mop of blond hair with a stunning smile and too much of a back-talking mouth to be healthy for her.

"It's an good AU concept with fun dynamics, and it's a short, easy read! Detective Marinette and her team of four being Alya, Nino and Kagami. There's so much room for sequels if the author chooses to!"

maybe shake a tambourine by noirshitsuji 1,703 words, Teen, 1/1 chapter

Written for a Miraculous Writer's Guild blog request: Start a story with "I need a place to stay." Felix looks at his cousin, sometimes. Looks and wonders. The silver ring he’d taken to wearing a couple of years ago is gone. But the Adrien he’s known since childhood isn’t there either, and, much as Felix would like to attribute the tapping he’s noticed his fingers do every time Adrien doesn’t answer one of his questions to annoyance, he knows it’s truly because he feels unnerved by it all.

"It's a lovely exploration in Felix's character and his feelings toward Adrien while absolutely teasing a glorious plot about Adrien, Marinette, and Gabriel"

(may we write it all down) in cursive light by @sunfoxfic 3,503 words, Teen, 1/1 chapter

Since retiring as a journalist, Alya hasn't been involved in an interview in several years. But now that her identity is out, that's about to change.

"An amazingly written future!fic that beautifully explores a time long after Hawkmoth's defeat and "our" heroes' retirement."

Off the Mark by @buggachat 4,632 words, General, 1/1 chapter

Ever since Nino's (frankly embarrassing) akumatization into Rocketear, Chat Noir's behavior had taken a strange and sudden turn in the presence of Carapace, and Nino could only think of one possible explanation: Chat Noir hated him. Somehow, Adrien didn't seem to agree.

"Any fic that focuses on Nino and Adrien being bffs is important. After Rocketear, Nino may have rambled a bit to Adrien about how weird it's been being around Chat Noir. Adrien is weirdly invested in this problem. A lot of misunderstanding leads to heightened emotions and eventual revelations. Just a really good examination of the difficulties of secret identities and being best friends."

Infestations and Maladies by @sunfoxfic 100 words, General, 1/1 chapter

Bunnix called Chat Noir to go to a mysterious version of the timeline and fix… something.

"A well-written drabble exploring a reverse Chat Blanc. A very clever concept written in a very clever way!"

In Memory Of by @graaythekwami 3,012 words, Teen, 1/1 chapter

Gabriel Agreste was never good with kids, but his granddaughter needed him.

"A very interesting story with a dark backstory, but it's very sweet and well-written."

I Am Your Ghost by @emmalylis 1,559 words, General, 1/1 chapter

Adrien attends one of Gabriel’s galas in his mother’s old dress.

"Adrien in a dress. Need I say more?"

goodbye, goodbye, goodbye (you were bigger than the whole sky) by @hanaasbananas 865 words, General, 1/1 chapter

Distantly, he hears the music still blaring behind him, the song mocking in its cheerfulness, imprinting itself into his memory as the soundtrack to his devastation. For a moment–the longest of his life–everything stands still, the universe holding its breath and then Sabine shrieks and it shatters like glass beneath his feet.

"This is short but its just so damn sad😭 hit me right in the feels"

Moon mission by @ultrakart 2,789 words, General, 1/1 chapter

For Fei, escaping her past is as difficult as trying to escape the Earth’s orbit.

"Kart is the king of the Shanghai special and this is such a sweet short fic that showcases just how great his writing over it is."

#miraculous #miraculous ladybug #fic recs #ml fic recs #general fic #ml big bang #ml big bang 2022 #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #nino lahiffe #alya cesaire #gabriel agreste #chloé bourgeois

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queer-cosette · 8 months

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AO3 Stats tag game

Thank you for the tag @private-bryan!! Rules: check your AO3 stats and answer each question with the correct fic!

Most Hits:

mArinette

Marinette tells a lie. A pretty big lie. And soon one lie turns into another, and before she knows it, she's going out of her way to keep the lie going. When Lila lies, it's sloppy. But Marinette's lie is all too believable. At least no one else is getting hurt by her lie. But Marinette's about to find out how hard it is to be known as the school slut. An Easy A AU.

(Miraculous Ladybug, Adrien/Marinette)

Second most kudos:

today I woke up wanting to kiss you

A few weeks into their relationship, Duncan discovers Courtney’s weakness for having her hair played with. Written for Day 4 of Duncney-cember: Cuddles

(Total Drama Series, Courtney/Duncan)

Third most comments:

Dazzlings

"Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw! Nancy Drew is onto you, Sunset." Sunset Shimmer wished she was popular, and she became popular - And suddenly she wished she wasn’t popular. When Sunset is faced with a fate seemingly worse than death, mysterious new kid Flash Sentry suggests she take matters into her own hands and use drain cleaner, Ich Lüge bullets, and adult ignorance to make the world a better place. But is his vision of a world without bullies really worth the cost?

(Equestria Girls, Sunset Shimmer/Flash Sentry)

Fourth most bookmarks:

Cute Boys With Short Haircuts

Marinette sees Adrien and Kagami kissing and jumps to conclusions. Hurt and upset, she heads up to her balcony to do the one thing that cheers her up: singing a really angsty song. Adrien had nothing to do with the kiss. He just wants to ask Marinette out. He passes her balcony as Chat Noir and hears the most beautiful singing voice... but the song is so sad. And then he sticks around just a little too long, and catches sight of something he shouldn't have...

(Miraculous Ladybug, Adrien/Marinette)

Fifth most words:

Dear Diary...

"Dear Diary - My teen angst bullshit now has a body count." Heather Chandler. Gwen Duke. Lindsay McNamara. Courtney Sawyer. Together they make up the most powerful clique at Westerburg High. Most people would die to get into it. Courtney would kill to get out of it. Enter Duncan Dean. He has a way with women, a way with words, and a very special way with a gun. "It's God versus my boyfriend, and God's losing..."

(Total Drama Series, Courtney/Duncan)

Least words:

I have two fics for this one - they're both drabbles (exactly 100 words) I wrote for the Miraculous Writers Guild Valentines Event 2022.

to show that you know me is the best gift of all

The sixth Valentine's Day of Adrien and Marinette's acquaintance occurs at a point in their relationship where store-bought gifts no longer seem the best way to say "I love you".

(Miraculous Ladybug, Adrien/Marinette)

drop everything now (meet me in the pouring rain)

The fourth Valentine's Day of Adrien and Marinette's acquaintance is an important one - it's the first one they'll be spending together as an Official Couple. Adrien, hopeless romantic that he is, has a checklist prepared to make sure it's the perfect night.

(Miraculous Ladybug, Adrien/Marinette)

This was fun! Tagging @theladyfae@noirshitsuji @miabrown007 and anyone else who feels like trawling through their stats!

#coco speaks #love is stored in the tag game #coco writes #beloved mutuals #private-bryan

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ao3feed-ladynoir · 9 months

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Fervor Lullaby

Fervor Lullaby by chy tea

Miraculous Writers Guild request: Adrinette roommates AU with “there was only one bed”. --- It really should have come as no surprise. They'd gotten a small place to keep rent costs down after all. But the listing had said two bedrooms. What it really should have said was one-bedroom and extra closet.

“So… looks like we're sharing a room then.”

Marinette nodded in agreement. “And a bed.”

Words: 3596, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Tikki, Plagg

Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

Additional Tags: Adrinette | Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Just One Bed, roommates au, Aged-Up Character(s), prpr, Post Reveal, Pre-Relationship, Mutual Pining, MWG Request, Reverse Love Square AU, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, But really minor emotional hurt, No beta because I'm feeling spontaneous, Probably need more tags but oh well, OH! There's a song for this one too. Of course.

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48840631

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Adrienette #💚#💖#❤️#Adrienette #Miraculous Ladybug #♥#R:T #A:Chy Tea #Post Reveal #Hurt Comfort

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mlwritersguild · 2 months

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the things we shouldn't do / lukloé

The response for this prompt comes to us from @chai-ki!

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There was no way this was possible, he shouldn’t, but there was no recalling a note once it had been played. He was plummeting straight towards the greatest of betrayals and yet he couldn’t help himself; like a moth drawn to the blinding light of the sun, she lured him in without ever having uttered a single word.

Jules had grown confident over the last few years, but he knew (yes, he knew) she still had fears based on the past. How on earth could he do this to her? Would she ever forgive him? Sure, she said she’d let the past go but it was easy to see how affected she’d been by it all. Small comments would cause the light in her eyes to dim, her smile to fall.

He shouldn’t be in love with the one who caused his sister pain.

But he was.

Chloe’s inner melody enveloped him, staking its claim in his mind, refusing to budge. The first time he’d seen her after she came back to Paris he’d found himself entranced as she stood across the street from him, talking with her sister. Despite the confident way she stood, the arrogant aura she used to hold was nowhere to be seen. Chloe was beautiful. The melancholy notes that flowed from within spoke of loss and a longing for someone to love her without condition. There was an undertone of resilience, attesting to a woman who had made her way on her own.

The ballad of Chloe Bourgeois was captivating, filling his soul like never before.

When Luka had been caught staring, she offered him a small smile accompanied by a slight wave before turning and heading into the hotel.

Chloe had haunted his dreams since.

Slowly, she had integrated again with his main group of friends, proving herself a changed soul. She never conversed with him but he wasn’t sure if that was her own choice or the way he tried (and failed) to keep himself distant.

Lack of conversation did little, if anything, to keep them from growing closer. They stole glances at one another more often than not, the intensity enough to leave him reeling every time. Gentle touches ignited something within; Chloe’s shoulder brushing against his arm as she walked by, Luka’s fingers reaching out and tracing the back of her hand as he would circle back.

Tonight was no different, they’d passed each other more times than he could count and Luka found himself set ablaze, completely unable to extinguish the desire within.

Juleka’s laughter echoed in his mind and he was again reminded of why this was a bad idea, why he was wrong for wanting it. As he held Chloe’s cerulean stare from across the room, he knew he couldn’t deny it any longer.

Head held high, Luka crossed the floor, never once looking away; refusing to falter. Chloe remained firmly in place as he approached, watching intently. Heart pounding with each of his final steps, Luka cupped her cheeks and crashed their lips together without hesitation. Chloe returned his passion with fervor, tangling her fingers in his hair as she pulled him closer.

Luka slid his arms around her sealing their fate as he continued to deepen their kiss, the harmony they created heavily intoxicating. Around them their friends and family cheered, the cadence of a sonata to concerto.

In life there are things you shouldn’t do. Loving Chloe was not one of those things.

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Want to participate in this month's event? Check out the rules, and send us a prompt!

#writer spotlight #chai-ki #ml writers guild #march event 2024 #the fic i might write #ask game #miraculous ladybug #ml fic #lukloe

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multimousenette · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Additional Tags: Pre-Reveal Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Ladynoir | Adrien Agreste as Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng as Ladybug, Post-Hawk Moth Defeat, Adrien adopted by Amelie, Fluff and Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort Summary:

Chat Noir's father is missing, and he is ordered by the court to move in with his aunt in London. Over the next few years, he and Ladybug rarely see each other, but each time is special. (based on Lay Low (acoustic) by David Benjamin & Conro, written for the @mlwritersguild songfic event)

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug fanfic #ladynoir #my writing #miraculous writer's guild

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casadefreewill · 2 years

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Daily Fics

(I’d figure I’d just post this even if I didn’t have much commentary for these fics besides mmmm, good, fic make happy brain juices go brrrrrrr. These are still just fics I read throughout the day yesterday and enjoyed)

ATLA

Blue by blacklipscurse (bealeciphers)

Iroh insists they create a new life and identity in Ba Sing Se. Zuko wants nothing more than to bide his time until his next opportunity to return home, until he realizes ‘Lee’ can get away with things Zuko never could.

Zuko dons the mantle of the Blue Spirit again only to lose his focus when the Avatar comes to the city. This time, however, his attention is drawn to the annoying Southern Tribe warrior.

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

Shadow of The Chat by Pearl484

Chat Noir discovers that he has a living Shadow. Unfortunately for him, it is not fond of Ladybug.

Inspired by the prompt: 5 times Character A and B thought they didn’t have anything in common and 1 time they realized how similar they are.

I am absolutely vibing with shadow in this fic. Hell yeah, give Adrien someone who’s 1000% in his corner, who he can’t hide his problems from, and will force it to be everyone else’s problem.

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

One Does Not Love Shadows by Keyseeker ( @flightfoot )

One of the nearby statues clattered to the ground. Absently, Adrien catalogued it as one of the things his father had broken in order to sell his akumatization into the Collector, all those years ago.

“Who’s there?!” Father barked, swivelling his head from side-to-side, desperately looking for whatever made the sound. “You are trespassing, and I will personally ensure that the police prosecute you to the full extent—”

“Set him free.”

The hairs on the back of Adrien’s neck prickled. It was quiet, but the emotion in it… it stirred something deep in his chest, something long repressed, kept under wraps lest indulging too much broke him.

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Adrien's been kept captive, a prisoner of his amok for the past year.

The arrival of his shadow from another world disrupts his father's hold.

Based off of Pearl484's "Shadow of the Chat" and wackus-bonkus's "one does not love breathing".

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

The Clark Kent Effect by deinde_prandium ( @deinde-prandium )

In which Marinette is an oblivious idiot. And may need an eye exam. Pre-reveal, post relationship.

Based on a discussion in the ML Writers Guild discord on the topic: what if Adrien got glasses, and Marinette didn’t recognize him?

Mayhaps there is no magical masking and Marinette is just face blind.

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

The Five Times They Predicted They Were Going to Get Married and the One Time They (FINALLY) Got Engaged by @sariahsue

Adrinette/ladynoir post reveal. Pretty much what it says on the tin plus an engagement scene that made me tear up.

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

Let It Be Enough To Reach The Truth That Lies by Keyseeker ( @flightfoot )

It- it probably wasn’t a secret underground death cult.

There’d be more people around, right? Hooded figures in dark cloaks?

Just his father (and maybe Nathalie?) wouldn’t make for much of a cult.

Yeah! So… so there must be a perfectly normal, reasonable explanation for all of this. He didn’t have the slightest idea what that could be, but he was sure it existed!

They came to a stop in front of the pod.

...it looked entirely too much like a coffin.

He’s not using me as a human sacrifice, he’s not using me as a human sacrifice, HE’S NOT USING ME AS A HUMAN SACRIFICE-

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Fu accidentally drops the Black Cat Miraculous while performing his "test" in front of Collège Françoise Dupont, having arrived too early to run into Adrien, but too late to run into any of the students there.

This changes things.

I’m just vibing enemy/not-enemy au’s lately. Gabriel is just awful in this one.

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

The Son of my Enemy by Saccha ( @sacchariwrites )

Cat Noir never wanted to be a villain, but he doesn't have a choice. Ladybug wishes she could save him.

A reverse love square, villain!Cat Noir AU.

HGGGFDSGHDAGFH FAKE ENEMIES BUT SOFT ;v;

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