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calling all miraculous fans who watched anime in middle school
PLEASE tell me what you think adrien’s favorite anime is. bonus points for characters you think he would relate to / want to be friends with
#i’m doing fanfiction research#i wasn’t an anime kid but i know in my heart adrien is.#i feel like he has to be a magical girl anime kind of guy#but i don’t think he likes anything that obscure#i just don’t know enough about anime to write authentically here#ml#anna rambles#looking for real quintissential middle school anime here
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Comic commission for @deinde-prandium for the @miraculers-for-ukraine drive, based on their fic “The Clark Kent Effect”
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BONUS! a discarded sketch because he looks cute!
#miraculous ladybug#ml fanart#ml comic#adrinette#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste#lovesquare#fic rec#ml fanfiction#miraculous ladybug fanart#my art#slowly but surely finishing all my commission batches TTuTT#long post
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Drunk on Your Love
“Marinette!” He calls, running over and throwing his arms around her. She returns the embrace as he burrows his face into her shoulder.
“I thought you left,” He whines, his breath hot against her and smelling vaguely of the tequila shots she had seen him taking with Juleka earlier.
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A very drunk Adrien, his lack of object permanence, and his love for Marinette (1.1k words)
#cay writes#miraculous ladybug#adrienette#love square#adrinette#adrien x marinette#adrien agreste#marinette dupain cheng#ao3 fanfic#miraculous ladybug fanfiction#ml fanfic#ml#adrienette fanfic
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Artwork for my story Panic Attacks in Paradise
NEW CHAPTER OUT NOW!!!!
“Do you want me to carry you?” Adrien asked, concerned, etching his voice as he watched her sway slightly.
“No, I am fine,” Marinette insisted stubbornly. But her words barely left her lips when she stumbled again, her knees buckling beneath her. Adrien quickly reached out, steadying her before she hit the ground.
Wordlessly, Adrien bent down, sliding one arm behind her knees and the other around her back. He lifted her off the ground with a careful heave, settling her into a piggyback.
It took a few steps for her initial resistance to fade and for her body to relax against his as he carried her.
Marinette’s breath was steady and rhythmic against his neck.
"You're surprisingly comfy, Adrien," Marinette giggled, her words slurring slightly as she rested her chin on his shoulder.
"Thanks, I think," Adrien chuckled, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smile. "Just don't get used to it. I'm not starting a piggyback ride service anytime soon."
Marinette responded with a playful nudge against his head. "Too bad, I'd be your first customer. Five stars for the ride!”
“Oh, so now you want me to carry you! Well, I guess this ride is over.” He loosened his grip on the legs and let her start to slip.
Marinette squeaked in response, grabbing onto his shoulders to keep from falling off him. Adrien quickly tightened his grasp again and adjusted her so she wasn't falling back down.
The animated version down be low!
#miraculous#miraculous ladybug#adrien agreste#marinette dupain cheng#adrienette#miraculous fanart#miraculous gif#miraculous fandom#miraculous ladybug fanart#mlb fic#ml fanfic#ml fanfiction#miraculous fanfic#miraculous lb#mlb fanfiction
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Adrien sat beside her on the bed, enveloping her hand in his. Their wedding bands gently clinked together. “It feels weird to be back here,” he said.
“Weird in a good way or a bad way?”
“A good way,” he said, smoothing his thumbs over her knuckles. “It feels like being transported back in time.”
Marinette hummed in agreement, lying back against the soft white sheets. “Yeah. It feels like only yesterday we were ‘just friends.”
The bed bounced lightly as Adrien settled beside her. “We can still be that.”
A snort rose from her nose as she giggled. “Oh, god. Let the joke die.”
“Never,” he laughed. Climbing over her, he rested his arms on both sides of her head before leaning down to peck her lips. “You’re my platonic wife.”
“I am not!” she squealed. His lips tickled when they brushed her neck, and she squirmed.
His laughter reverberated across her throat. “You are.”
“No!” she said. He poked her side, and she squirmed away, laughing as his fingers dug into her most ticklish spots. “No, no!”
“Admit it,” he teased, tickling her waist. “You like me as a friend.”
She wheezed, out of breath. “That’s it, I’m officially putting you in the friendzone.”
it's finally completed! thank you everyone for going on this journey with me 💖 (this is not an april fool's joke, i promise! it's real!)
#i recognize im choosing the worst time to post this bc it's going to get drowned by the beau purple dash in like 20 mins but#i had to post it now or else i was going to keep stressing over it#and messing with it#miraculous ladybug#ml fic#love square#adrinette#adrienette#miraculous#ml fanfiction#miraculous lb#miraculous au#miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir#adrien agreste#marinette dupain cheng#ppu#perfectly platonic unless#text post#imma cry
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Omg so excited for this Shadrien kiss commission from the amazing @danismilek from my fic “Dawning Light!” 🥰😍
Link to fic below (had to change to show entire fic because Tumblr is weird about not showing it right in the link preview 😭)! Fic is rated E for just a couple scenes and only has one chapter left to post! Snippet below as well 😁
Shadybug stalked across the room and stopped in front of him, her glare returning as she looked up into his eyes. “You need someone watching out for you. You're too damn good.” Her hand reached up and fisted his shirt at his collar and for a second, Adrien wondered if she was going to throw him across the room. Instead she yanked him down, her lips meeting his in a searing kiss.
#miraculous ladybug#miraculous#adrien agreste#fanfiction#shadybug#toxinelle#shadrien#ml fanfic#ladrien#commissioned art#aged up characters#myfic#ladynoir_fan#kiss!!!
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Wherefore Art Thou My(stery) Lady
When a failed attempt to let Chat Noir down easy ends with Ladybug learning his name, she does what any lovesick teenager would do: teases him mercilessly. (Season 2/3 era.)
Chapter One
It figures, Adrien thought, as Ladybug carried him to safety. It figured it would be a dog-themed akuma. And that it would find the only cat-themed superhero in the city, even though he wasn’t currently transformed. It figured he would have to be rescued, cradled bridal style, and that Ladybug would hug him so tightly that--
Nope. Akuma. Focus on the akuma that was currently tearing through the streets, barking at people until they literally froze in terror, digging holes a hundred feet deep, and probably chasing his own tail. Focus on the lurch in his stomach as they jumped from building to building, the honking of the cars stuck in traffic, the flash of the sun reflecting off skyscraper windows. Focus on anything except for how warm she was, how firmly she held him, how her lips--
Nope, nope, nope. The wind in his hair. Birds chirping in the distance. Anything.
Ladybug bounded gracefully over the Agreste mansion's protective outer wall and landed on the grass, held him for a few seconds longer than was necessary (he noticed with elation), and then carefully set him down.
“Well,” she said, her smile wide and bright. “Stay safe! I wouldn't want anything to happen to you!”
Adrien watched her until she was nothing more than a red speck, then raced out through the gate, so he could find somewhere to transform. Ladybug needed her partner.
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The akuma was easy to defeat, after Ladybug called her Lucky Charm. It was a box of caramel chocolates. No, they didn't feed any to the dog. Caramels made a wonderful, sticky trap when they were all melted together. Who knew? His genius partner, naturally.
Chat Noir picked up the (sadly not heart-shaped, just plain old rectangular) empty box and brought it over to her. “Look at what I fetched for you.”
“Thanks, Dog Noir,” she said, reaching out a hand for it.
He stuck out his tongue, preparing to toss the red and black box back to her, before realizing he could get one more pun out of it. He held it with both hands and gently placed it into her outstretched palm. He didn't let go until he'd caught her eye and said, in very serious tones, “For you, My Lady. And may I say, you look very fetching.” The box slid out of his hands, and Ladybug's expression morphed into a frown.
Within moments, the victim was back to normal, the holes had been removed from the street, and Ladybug was staring him down.
“I've told you,” she said.
“You've told me lots of things, Bug. You're going to have to be more specific.” Though he was fairly certain he knew what she wanted to say. Another rejection.
“You aren't going to win me over.”
Being prepared didn’t soothe the disappointment. “Would you mind if I kept trying anyway?”
Ladybug's face softened, and her hand went to her earrings as they beeped a warning. Two more minutes. “Thank you for the compliment, but it's not going to work.” She didn't sound exasperated, just sad. “I have to go.”
“See you at patrol later?” he asked as she threw her yoyo.
“Of course,” she said. “Keep in mind what I said, though.”
How could he not? Chat Noir sighed loudly once she was out of sight.
He still had three and a half minutes before he transformed back. Enough time to get poor dog-man home before anyone noticed Adrien was missing.
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Patrol that night started out more formally than it usually did, and he knew it was due to his earlier declarations. Ladybug kept her distance from him physically and emotionally, only speaking when it was necessary and staying two or three rooftops ahead of him. He wasn’t getting the feeling that she was mad. Her tone was kind. And she always checked to make sure he was keeping up, even stopping to wait when she needed to.
Maybe she just didn’t want to give him any false hope.
Over the course of the hour, he steadily creeped closer to her. By the time they had reached the Louvre, they were side by side like they normally were. So naturally, Chat Noir let his curiosity get the better of him and asked a question that had plagued him for months. “So what's my rival like?” he asked. “Is he as funny and as handsome as me?”
“How should I know?” she said. “I can hardly see your face.”
Surprised by her sudden teasing, he quickly offered, “I could change that.” Which of course, he realized as soon as the words were out of his mouth, was about the most unhelpful thing he could have said.
Ladybug scoffed and took off, leaving Chat Noir to figure out how to fix his latest mess-up. She didn't seem too averse to answering questions, so maybe all he had to do was try again?
He stayed level with her, but gave her some space, choosing to run across the rooftops on the other side of the street. Headlights created a glow beneath them, a river of light that cast her in a warm haze.
After a few minutes of silence, he tried again. “I'm very handsome,” he said, trying to play it off. “Would you believe me if I said I was a superhero by day and a supermodel by night?”
“Pfft. No.” She stopped on a wide balcony and smiled at him.
He leaned over the edge of the roof to look down at her. “Maybe I just play one on TV then.”
“Unlikely.” She threw her yoyo and zipped away.
“No, really, what's he look like?” he called after her. “You can tell me that much.” They usually ended their patrol near Collège Françoise Dupont, which was convenient for him. And ever since Alya had discovered the little tidbit about Ladybug's history textbook, he’d started to suspect that the ending location was more than just a convenience for her, too. She probably lived nearby. They landed on the school's roof at the same time, and he thought she would just take off after that question, but for the second time, she surprised him. She sat down and leaned back on the flat top of the building. To the civilians below, only her feet would be visible, dangling over the edge. Chat Noir stayed as close to her as he dared, sitting by her knees, close enough to touch her if he reached, and stared down at the school’s stairs beneath them.
Ladybug chewed her lip like she was thinking. Did that mean she was figuring out her answer? Or was she figuring out how to say no nicely?
“He looks... a little bit like you,” she said, letting her feet kick against the side of the building.
“What if he is me?” Chat Noir asked. He hesitated before scooting closer, not wanting to push her. If she ran off again, she'd probably just go home.
“But the chances of you being the same person are really slim.”
“So what does he look like then? White kid? Blonde?”
“Green eyes, too,” she said.
“So he’s probably me.”
“Will you stop?” She held both arms straight up above her and then let them fall wide to either side of her. “There’s thousands of people in Paris that fit that description. He’s not you.”
“You said it yourself. The chances are slim. But that implies there’s still a chance.”
Chat Noir was trying really hard to convince himself that he was just teasing her. There was no way he was lucky enough to really be the guy she liked, but his mind drifted back to earlier that afternoon. The way she had held him when he wasn’t transformed, smiled at him, made sure that he stayed safe. What if the boy she liked was Adrien Agreste?
What would it be like to walk hand-in-hand with her at school? Or have plans together on the weekend?
It would hurt more to hope if he turned out to be wrong, but he couldn't help himself. She made him hope like nothing and no one else in his life could.
“Would it be bad if we were the same person?” he asked after it was clear she wasn’t going to answer his last comment.
“Not bad,” she said. “Just weird. You’re really different.”
“I thought you said we were both devilishly handsome, amazing, with perfect comedic timing–”
Ladybug laughed and shoved him. “Perfect comedic timing? You?”
“As evidenced by your laughter right now.” He gestured to her. She looked over at him from where she was lying down.
Her smile was glowing, brighter than the cars passing them on the street. Brighter than the moon. “You’re both wonderful people, I’ll give you that. Sometimes dorky, but I’m happy to know both of you.”
Chat Noir felt his face going hot at the unexpected praise.
“And sure, you look kind of similar. There. Are you satisfied?”
“We go to the same school,” he blurted out. “What are my chances now?”
“Chat!” She bolted upright to face him, eyes wide. “You can't just give away information like that!”
“I didn't-”
“We go to the same school?” she shrieked.
“I don't know!”
“So what made you say that?”
“Well, I thought maybe–” There was no way out of the mess he’d just created. Ladybug was on her knees, both hands on the roof of his - probably their - school. “I... the textbook?” he finished timidly. Even if that had been a false lead, he’d effectively just told her which school he attended, and he wasn’t sure how she would take it.
“Alya!” Ladybug growled, rubbing the heel of her hand into her forehead. When she faced him again, there was a big red spot.
“So... you really do go to my school?” he asked, patting a patch of roof next to him.
“You... you've known this... Alya released that video ages ago. You knew we went to school together, and you haven't come looking for me?”
The fragility in her tone caught him off guard. “Of course not,'' he reassured. “What kind of privacy invader do you take me for? I ought to be offended!” (The irony of the statement wasn’t lost on him.)
Ladybug didn't laugh, just quietly said, “Thank you. We go to the same school. Huh.”
The crisis he’d unintentionally created seemed to have passed. Hope bubbled up again. Most kids their age had crushes on people from school. “My chances?”
“Are slightly increased, but I'm fairly certain you're two different people. In fact, I'm not even sure we've met at school. I would have remembered meeting someone as loud and obnoxious as you.”
“Unlikely,” he muttered, but it was quiet enough that she hadn't heard him. “So this guy, that may or not be me...”
“He's not you.”
“What do you like about him?” He acted so differently at school. He didn’t think she would recognize him. Would he recognize her description of him? Maybe she would let it slip that the boy she was crushing on was a celebrity or famous or something.
It was hard to ignore the niggling doubt that said raising his hopes would only hurt more later.
“You really want to do this to yourself?” she asked, echoing his thoughts.
At the very least, he’d learn more about his Lady. What had won her over so soundly? (Maybe he would have a better shot with her if he knew that.) “Sure.”
“He's kind,” she said immediately. “He's the type of person who would help someone out even if they hated him. When we first met he went out of his way to apologize to me for something that was my fault. And he has the most amazing amount of patience I've ever seen.” She smiled while Chat Noir frowned. That didn’t sound like him.
“I mean,” she continued, “he has enough patience to deal with C-- this student that no one likes. And he's just so gentle and sweet and... yeah.” She sighed. “That's why I like him.”
She stared out over the lights of the city, but he was certain that she wasn't seeing a single building. Her face was peaceful and shining. It was a good look for her.
“Even if it turns out he's not me, he sounds like a nice guy.” He wasn't as great as Ladybug described, not nearly as kind or the well of unending patience, though that's what he tried to be like.
Then again, how many blond, green-eyed, white boys were there in the school? His chances had to be pretty good, didn't they?
“What makes you think he's not me? The personality difference?”
“I've seen you two in the same place at the same time.”
Chat Noir's heart sank. He shouldn't have gotten his hopes up. He knew he shouldn't have. And yet he had anyway. His ears drooped, and he grabbed his tail and started weaving it through his fingers, just to have something to do.
“Oh, Kitty.” Ladybug looked over at him. “I'm so sorry.”
“Maybe... maybe you just thought that you--”
“Please don't,” she said. “Please stop doing this.”
“But maybe you just thought--”
“Chat Noir!”
He turned to face her, slowly, deliberately. “I'm not giving up. If he's not me, I'm going to keep trying to win you away from him until you ask me to stop.”
Ladybug shut her eyes in defeat. “I should.”
But she didn’t, the hopeful piece of his heart whispered. He really wished it would shut up right now.
“Would it be easier for you if I did?”
“I–” What did he want? He felt at war with himself. Determination to keep going. But giving up might eventually make the pain of rejection stop.
She was looking at him with so much compassion and caring. The constant declarations annoyed her sometimes. He knew that. But she didn’t hold it against him and still asked if he was okay. Despite everything, he loved her. That was that. “I’d rather be able to express myself. But only if it doesn’t bother you.”
She shook her head, eyes down. “It’s fine.”
“Who is he?” he asked.
“I already told you, I can't tell you,” Ladybug said. “We can't know anything about each other. It's--”
“Then we can’t know for certain that he’s not me.” It was false hope at this point, but it was the only hope he had, so he clung to it. She'd seen them together. Maybe he had saved this guy’s life.
She stood. “I'm sorry, Chaton.” She zipped away without another word, up and over Marinette’s bakery and out of sight.
Chat Noir didn't feel much like being a superhero right now, but he didn't feel like going home so early either. He slowly climbed down the walls, detransformed, and trudged his way back to the mansion on foot, his hands in his pockets.
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The next time he saw her was two nights later, their next patrol. She had arrived first, which was unusual, and was pacing at the top of Le Grand Paris, waiting for him. The sting of her rejection had been his companion for the past 48 hours, and it flared up a little when she turned her bright, blue eyes on him.
“Evening, My Lady,” he said, bowing elegantly. “I hope you've--”
“I have an idea.”
Chat Noir was still bent at the waist, and the grandeur of his gesture was broken by his sudden jerk upright. That sounded urgent. “What kind of idea?”
“Uh...” Ladybug didn't usually hesitate like that, and he realized that it probably hadn't been urgency in her voice, just anxiety. Ladybug kept going. “How I can prove you two aren't the same person without revealing anybody's name.”
“Oh.” Stellar way to start a patrol.
“Here's my plan. So after I went home the other day, I felt bad that you felt bad and then I had to figure something out, so that you could be happy again, and I promise I won't go looking for you.” Her words tumbled and tripped over themselves. “And I thought that it would probably be best if you could just stop thinking the way you were thinking, but no one’s identity will be compromised, and this is kind of dangerous if I’m wrong, but I’m not wrong, so if you don't want to do this it's fine, and of course you couldn't be the same two people, and--”
“Ladybug.” He hadn’t heard her babble like that for at least three months. Whatever her plan was, she was obviously presenting it to him against her better judgment. Her arms curled around herself, like she was terrified. Her hands were tight balls.
“I went through all of last year's yearbook. Are you in there?”
He nodded slowly, uncomprehending. “Yes?”
“I checked everyone, well, all the boys who look like the two of you. There's a bunch of people who match your general description, and none of them have the same initials. And no one has the same first initial as him, so I thought-- you could tell me what your first name starts with, and...”
And she could crush his heart once and for all when it didn’t match.
Or, his traitorous heart whispered. Or maybe…
“Don't worry about me,” he said, resigned. It was a silly hope. He would just go back to his original plan of winning her over.
Ladybug hugged herself tighter, fists clenched, staring at his shoulder. “Are you sure? Because we don't have to do this.”
He squared his shoulders to brace himself. “A.”
“A?”
He nodded.
“Your last name?”
“What do you need it for? You said no one else has the same first letter.” She didn't answer, and he couldn't tell if this was a good sign or a bad sign.
“Another A,” he said.
Aside from her fists loosening slightly, she gave no visible reaction, though he thought he heard her breathing pick up a little.
“Ladybug?”
“Ladybug has to go home now,” she whispered.
He blinked. “What about patrol?”
Without so much as a backward glance, she slipped over the side of the hotel. He watched as she skittered away over the rooftops and toward the direction of the school. What was that reaction? It looked bad. Those were bad feelings she was having. Did she leave so she wouldn’t have to hurt him again? Or some other reason?
Chat Noir finished the patrol route on his own, not sure if he should feel hopeful or despairing.
Ch 2
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Author's note: Hello! Welcome to my Big Bang contribution! This story has seven chapters and will update every Saturday! Thank you to @toadashi who did some great artwork for it! To @cardiac-agreste for beta reading. To @jennagrinsoverml, for being so interested in this half-formed story that I eventually finished it. And to @mlbigbang for hosting this event!
Here is the artwork for this fic! :https://www.instagram.com/p/C1l539rowbO/?igsh=cmloaWRyaWVkdThv
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What I really want to know is how Gabriel ended up working with Alya and Nino because, frankly, I'm 100% sure that it started out as a hostage situation and also that neither of the kids were the hostage. Seriously, just-
Gabriel, exhausted from another busy night of trying to help people and fight back against the Supreme's tyranny, using whatever secret passage he has to get into his lair (the one where his counterpart keeps Emilie's cryopod) but heavens forbid his son find out about and get involved in such dangerous activities, he could get hurt! And he's not despairing but he's tired, so just kind of walks in and immediately de-transforms so he can talk to Nooroo, because it always helps to talk things over with a friend.
Thus he walks into his lair, exhausted and totally focused on Nooroo, who just freezes in mid-air staring straight ahead, mouth open, "Uh... Gabriel...?"
"Yes, my friend?"
And the kwami points and Gabriel turns the way he's pointing, and there's Alya, tucked in a spot that would be easy to defend or hide in where she has a good view of the entrance but is hard to see from it, and, most importantly, phone out, up, and recording.
Dead silence as they all stare at each other.
Alya: "I'll admit, not the story I was expecting, but I can work with it."
Gabriel: "...I don't suppose I can give you a substantial amount of money to leave and pretend you never saw any of this?"
Alya: "Yeah, no, I want in."
Gabriel: "In? On what"
Alya: "On saving the world and getting rid of the Supreme, obviously."
Gabriel: "What?! Absolutely not, you- you can't be any older than my son, who is a child, I'm not endangering a child in this battle-!"
Alya: "Could you repeat that for me? Because it sounded a whole lot like, 'Why yes, Alya, absolutely post that video you just got of Hesperia turning into Gabriel Agreste on your blog'!"
Gabriel: "...you wouldn't. You'd ruin everything I've been working for, the only chance we might have-"
Alya: "Glad we see eye-to-eye, glad to be on the team, I'm Alya, where should I put my stuff?"
And then she drags Nino along to help out, because power's meant to be shared, right, and there's strength in numbers, and also we'll need Nino because someone's going to have to plan and DJ for their victory celebration when they finally win!
OoOoOoOoO
Alternative that could actually be even more fun: Nino's actually the first one to join the revolution with Gabriel just because he keeps accidentally getting caught up in Betterfly/Hesperia vs. Claw Noir and Shadybug shenanigans, to the point that it's just easier to recruit him officially than to let things continue as they are. Then Alya pulls exactly the same thing as in the previous scenario, except this time she's trying to find out what the bae's up to instead of get whatever dirt on Agreste she was after.
#miraculous ladybug#ml paris special#ml paris spoilers#alya cesaire#betterfly#hesperia#gabriel agreste#fanfiction#(sort of)#Tales of Miraculous Hesperia
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Because, as I'm sure you're aware, being in love kind of has a funny way of twisting the world around, to the point that sometimes the person you love becomes the most important thing across all the lives you live.
— ladybug's miraculously fool-proof guide to falling out of love, an as-yet-unpublished Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir fanfiction by @peachcitt.
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#quotes#fanfic#fanfiction#miraculous#miraculous ladybug#mlb#ml#peachcitt#ladybug's miraculously fool-proof guide to falling out of love#love
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HEY YOU!! I HAVEN'T POSTED FIC IN A WHILE BUT I JUST REMEMBERED I HAD THIS FINISHED ONE SHOT FROM A YEAR AGO I FORGOT ABOUT
here's the link to read it on ao3
it's a post rocketear 5.8k one shot with an original character akuma that's just a vessel for me to do some Adrien character exploration
also some art for it from a year ago
#i literally forgot i wrote this cause i was gonna do some better art for it but i couldbt figure out her design#its not important for the plot so i didnt write it out djjdbdhdg#ANYWHO#I WRITE FIC IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW#i should post my stuff more hfhdhdjff#miraculous ladybug#ml#mlb#ml fanfic#mlb fanfic#god i never know how to tag these#ml fanfiction#mlb fanfiction#miraculous ladybug fanfic#miraculous ladybug fanfiction#????#whatever dhhdhdjgm#my writing#my art#remember those golden days#adrien agreste#memora
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Sorry you have trouble reading i did this instead of eating and then sleeping :/
#miraculous ladybug#drowning (in plain sight)#miraculous ladybug spoilers#mlb#ml#ugly comics#low quality art#IT'S SO UGLY it's fine tho im fine#cant even dare myself to tag buggachat for that#sorry queen you deserve so much better#fanfiction spoilers
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Drawings I’ve done for my newest Fanfic. Which is a Miraculous Ladybug/Danny Phantom/DC crossover. It is called Rebirth of the Waynes. I will be posting it tomorrow. The characters I have above are as follows Danny, Marinette, Adrien, Ellie (Danielle), Jordan (Dan), Jazz, and Chloe. More art to follow. The names are their new vigilante names except Danny he still goes by Phantom.
Rebirth of the Waynes coming soon…
#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dp x ml x dc#danny phantom#danny fenton#marinette dupain cheng#chloe bourgeois#adrien agreste#danielle#Dan#jazz fenton#dcu#dc universe#dc batfam#batfamily#batfam#fanfic#fanfiction#Rebirth of the Waynes#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer
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𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ᵇⁿʰᵃ
╰ ⌞🇲🇺🇱🇹🇮-🇸🇭🇮🇵🇸 🇫🇮🇨🇸⌝
𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ━━ ❝I have the power to control those I consider to be of lesser rank than myself; be thankful I don't feel like using it on you right now.❞
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you, the once powerful and feared Control Devil, find yourself surrounded by a world of heroes and villains, grappling with the decision to accept or deny your past.
Parts:
00 ┃ 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁 - 487 wc
01 ┃ 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 - 2.2k wc
02 ┃ 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 2.0k wc
03 ┃ 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 - 2.0k wc
04 ┃ 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 - 2.6k wc
05 ┃ 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 - 4.0k wc
06 ┃ 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 - 2.6k wc
07 ┃ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 - 2.0k wc
08 ┃ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 - 2.3k wc
09 ┃ 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 - 3.1k wc
10 ┃ 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 - 1.8k wc
11 ┃ 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝟏-𝐛 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 - 2.9k wc
12 ┃ 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 3.6k wc
13 ┃ 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 - 2.0k wc
14 ┃ 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬 - 3.0k wc
15 ┃ 𝐠𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 2.5k wc
16 ┃ 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 - 1.8k wc
⌜𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬!𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐅𝐢𝐜⌟
‧͙⁺˚･༓☾ ʙɴʜᴀ!ᴀᴜ ☽༓･˚⁺‧͙
[𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 #1 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: '𝐸𝒱𝐼𝐿']
[𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚/𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞: '𝐵𝑜𝑘𝑢 𝑁𝑜 𝐻𝑖̄𝑟𝑜̄ 𝐴𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑎' 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝐴𝑘𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑎' 𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐢 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐘/𝐍 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 "𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚 (𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥)" 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚/𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞: '𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘔𝘢𝘯' 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢.]
P.S. *This is a FanFic (Fan made). The original characters shown in this book are an entire work of fiction unless stated otherwise.*
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: September 23, 2023
𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: March 29, 2024
𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: TBD
𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: [~]
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2 years ago i had a fanfic idea where Monarch locked Adrien in a tiny padded room after discovering he was Chat Noir and took his Miraculous, but i discarded the idea because i thought Gabriel would never do that to his own son.
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Turns out...
#miraculous ladybug#miraculous#adrien agreste#ladybug#chat noir#miraculous floconfettis#mlb season 5 spoilers#mlb s5 spoilers#marinette dupain cheng#adrien agreste needs a hug#gabriel agreste#fanfictions#miraculous spoilers#miraculous fanfic#miraculous fanfiction#fanfiction#ml representation#happy father's day to everyone except Gabriel Agreste#ml thoughts
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The mockery of his laugh had always made her want to punch Griffe in the face, but now the thought wasn't even crossing her mind. The teasing tone in his voice and smugness of his grin had faded, his cocky attitude dissolving into something more genuine. Was that what his real laugh sounded like? Was that what his real smile looked like?
This takes place immediately after the end of the Paris Special so there are spoilers!
Saw the special. Had a cry over the blorbos. Bon appétit.
#ml paris special#griffe noir#toxinelle#toxigriffe#claw noir#shadybug#miraculous ladybug#miraculous ladybug fanfic#miraculous fanfic#miraculous ladybug fanfiction#miraculous fanfiction#oneshot#my work
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My Lady 💞🐞
whatever you do DO NOT go into the spare bedroom
-> Why?
My Lady 💞🐞
BECAUSE IT'S A SECRET
-> Ohhh
-> You're making me something aren't you
My Lady 💞🐞
i don't know what you're talking about
-> Would it have anything to do with my birthday being in two days?
My Lady 💞🐞
NO!
I AM NOT HIDING A GIFT IN THERE
SO DON'T GO IN THERE
BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING IN THE ROOM
-> Mhhmmmm yeah I'll bet
-> That's okay.
-> I have something hidden somewhere in the apartment too.
My Lady 💞🐞
EXCUSE ME
these two are even more insufferable now that they live together
#adrinette#adrienette#ml fic#ml fanfic#miraculous ladybug#miraculous lb#miraculous ladybug fanfic#ml fanfiction#adrien agreste#marinette dupain cheng#miraculous#miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir#fanfiction#perfectly platonic unless#ppu#ladynoir#text post
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