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izanogi · 2 years
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@frostedpuffs minibug is killing me <3
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seasonofthegeek · 7 years
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Miraculous Fluff Month Day 25: Favorite Things
This drabble is dedicated to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the amazingly wonderful @frostedpuffs! She deserves only the bestest things and she’s the beautiful person who put Fluff Month together in the first place so make sure to shower her with all the love today! <3
“Whatcha looking at?”
Ladybug glanced over at her partner while scrolling down her yoyo screen. “Did you know the Ladyblog put up a fan art section?”
“I may have perused it once or twice,” Chat Noir replied casually, buffing his claws against chest. He cut his eyes to her and grinned. “I may also have a few favorites.”
She smiled back at him. “Same.”
He joined her, looking over her shoulder. “Ooo, that artist always gives me huge muscles. I’m a big fan.”
“Yeah, they aren’t very realistic, are they?” she teased.
Chat Noir stuck his tongue out at her. “Have you seen the detail this one puts into the suits? It must take them hours.”
Ladybug studied the picture. “It is really beautiful, isn’t it? And I like this bun thing I’ve seen people draw my hair in. Think I should give it a shot at some point?”
“You’d look beautiful no matter what,” he replied without looking up.
Ladybug felt her cheeks warm as she returned her attention to the screen. “There is one particular artist I’m looking for. She draws my favorite version of you.”
Chat Noir pulled back in surprise. “You have a favorite version of me?”
She laughed lightly without looking back at him. “That sounds weird. I mean, you’re my favorite you, but this is my favorite artist rendering of you, if that makes more sense.”
“Well, now I have to see this,” he grinned, leaning back in.
“Oh! Here she is.” Ladybug followed a link to the artist page and began to scroll more. “FrostedPuffs, that’s right. She’s my favorite. I should have remembered that name. Ooo, this one. I love this one of you.” She held up the yoyo so Chat Noir could have a better look. “I’m thinking of asking Ayla to contact her to see if I can get a copy of it or something.”
“You want a...you want a piece of fan art of me?”
Ladybug turned to him. “Why wouldn’t I?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know. There are a million pieces of you or us together. Why this one of just me?”
She looked back down on the screen. “It’s my favorite thing,” she shrugged. “It’s just perfectly you. I come back and look at it all the time.”
“Your favorite thing,” he echoed.
“I have it bookmarked on my home computer. It’s harder to find it on this stupid yoyo,” she frowned.
“Bookmarked.” Chat Noir’s voice was faint.
Ladybug smiled shyly. “Well, it’s been a long day. I think I’m going to call it a night.” She turned and reached up to kiss his cheek. “Goodnight, Kitty. Have pleasant dreams.” She moved to edge of the roof, gave him one last look, and disappeared into the night.
Chat Noir touched his cheek absently, watching her fade into the darkness. “Goo...goodnight, my Lady.”
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