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flightfoot · 5 months

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Do you have ML fic rec with supernatural theme? Smt like Spellbound or Bell the Cat thing perhaps?

You're in luck, I love supernatural/fantasy ML fics! I tagged everyone I know the tumblrs for, feel free to tag anyone I missed!

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Dreams of You by @chocoluckchipz

Dreams had long been his only escape. Dreams of Ladybug, the girl who had always been there for him. If only in his dreams. And only while she was also sleeping. Because with the first rays of sunshine gliding over her skin, with the first fluttering of her eyelashes, from the moment she opened her eyes in the morning, memories of Adrien would vanish from her mind. She would go on living her life. He would always be the only one who remembered. At least until they meet in the real world and fall in love all over again, something that would’ve been easier to do if Adrien wasn't a prisoner in his own home.

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May I Introduce Myself, Your Highness? by @chocoluckchipz

Whether picking up a stray animal off the streets or saving a dying child at the market, Adrien had always strived to be the best version of himself. Truly, he would've been the perfect candidate to be snatched up by a kwami, were he an orphan, dying somewhere remote after a short life full of nothing but suffering and misery. Yet as it stood, the sole heir to the French throne had little to complain about. Apart from, perhaps, a complete absence of a love life. That is until a mysterious girl, wandering around his gardens at night, catches his attention.

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How Marinette Learned to Stop Worrying And Love The Ball by @rosie-b

Hidden from the crowds thronging around the busy fairy portal in Paris's town square, a fae gate sits at the edge of the forest, locked, rusty, and full of ancient magic. Marinette thinks that this abandoned gate must not work anymore... but one day, a fairy disguised as a black cat steps through it.

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a winter so warm by @rosekasa

winters were hard for even the best of vampires, but at least adrien had marinette to keep him warm with her cuddles.

december was going to suck without her. so it was only to be expected to get extra cuddles in before she left, right?

(well, not really, considering those heating supplements he was taking, but she didn't need to know about that).

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Stitched Together by @nedjsmlfavs

Stitch Witch Marinette was just supposed to be having a nice, terrifying outing with her best friends. She never expected to find a magically trapped kitten, but here we are! Whatever happened to this poor little guy?

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The Mer-Human Race by @rosie-b

Bringing her hand closer to his lips, Adrien tried to plant a kiss on it, but Marinette pulled away before his lips could touch her.

“Save it for your girlfriend,” she said teasingly. “Or do you still not have one yet?”

Adrien smirked and crossed his arms.

“It’s a girl,” he said. “And I know her in real life. That’s all you get. Now, let’s get back to planning, shall we? We have a mermaid to beat.”

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See This Chance by @19thsentry-blog

Luka died in 2016. Yep. Crushed by the Arc de Triumph when Mayura’s Robustus slammed into it. It was kind of a big deal, but once you’re dead, you’re dead—especially when there’s no Lucky Charm to bring you back.

Luka’s been dealing with it in the typical ways.

Written for FeLuka week 2023.

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the legend of the firefly by @agnes-writes

“She’s… beautiful.

If he were to describe her, he’d say that they bottled summer in her eyes, and painted the night sky in her hair. Her lips are curved into a wistful smile, eyes trailing the thicket of trees where Adrien stands.

Her gaze sets his heart stuttering in his chest as it softens, and Adrien almost believes that look is meant for him.”

OR: A pair of lovers create a romance that transcends time, and leaves a mark like no other.

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Anchor by @liiinerle

“Marinette. Please take that sabre out of your neck.”

“Right. Thanks. I forgot it was there.” She grabbed hold of the guard and pulled; the blade slid out like it had only been run through butter. After dropping it on the floor, she picked up one of the teacups and picked up a biscuit from a tin she’d brought in; she placed the biscuit on the saucer plate and handed the whole thing to Kagami, who could only really resign herself to accepting it.

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Marinette has raised Kagami from the dead, and also happens to be dead herself. It turns out some bad choices were made in the past. But that doesn't mean they'll lead to bad outcomes for them now.

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delicate in every way but one by katrinette

When Marinette finds a wanted ad that provokes just enough questions in her mind that she can't help answering it, the reward is sweeter than she could have imagined.

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whose woods these are (I think i know) by Reiaji

Four years after his future turns to cinders, Adrien is a servant in the house he was meant to inherit. Disowned by his father and abused by his stepmother, his days are filled with drudgery until he meets a masked huntress in the forest behind his father's chateau. As his friendship with Ladybug turns to first love, he dreams of a future spent at her side. Then, on the eve of the Princess's masquerade, he meets his guardian—and is granted a wish. [Ladrien Cinderella AU]

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don't you worry child by @mexicancat-girl

Marc and Nathaniel have a good life, married and living together in a cottage in the woods. But they consider having children at some point. Marc in particular really wants to start a family with his husband. He knows the fey are real, so he goes searching in the woods to find one to strike a deal. He may get a bit more than he bargained for in the process.

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hella enchanted by @xiueryn:

Years ago, Marinette's father died and she was left with her awful stepmother. With magic forcing her to obey every command, she lived as a servant and gave up hope. When a man appears, searching for the very fairy that blessed her, Marinette decides to give life one more try. AU.

(a different ella enchanted au.)

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How Could I Not? by SorryJustAnotherPerson

In fairy tale books, Princesses were saved by nights from ferocious dragons. Those books were not their story, but Rose was happy to flip over a new page with her Juleka every single day.

Many years ago, she was put to this tower by her parents and her kingdom, along with a fire breathing dragon, so she could find her prince charming one day. How foolish for them to not calculate her falling in love with the dragon. I mean seriously.

How could she not?

Once Upon A Time by kao_rei:

"Humans fear wolves. I mean, we're horrible, sickening creatures, aren't we?" Adrien laughed.

"I don't think so," Marinette muttered. "Well, not anymore when I met you."

Marinette's days are all the same—she puts on her red cape, makes deliveries for her parents' bakery, and goes home to rest before another busy day. Adrien is a wolf-boy who watches her from afar, awaiting the day they finally meet to change their stories.

While falling in love may bring about some challenges, they're willing to fight through them together because they'd never settle for a "the end". They want a "happily ever after", too.

(In which Marinette is Little Red Riding Hood, Adrien is the Wolf, and they fall in love somewhere between deliveries, flower fields, and shiny red apples).

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life's waiting for you by @mexicancat-girl

Marc is the shy and soft-spoken Prince of the Underworld, used to being ignored at best and feared at worst. He greatly admires Nathaniel, the Prince of Nature, who’s much too out of his league. Handsome, kind, charming, and charmingly modest, with hair as red as a rose and talented artists' hands. Yearning for the love of a nature deity when he’s a deity of death is beyond ridiculous, so Marc keeps his hopes low. But an encounter at the border between the Underworld and the surface leads the two to speaking, which leads to Marc showing Nathaniel his writing and Nathaniel his art. And from there blooms a beautiful friendship…Or maybe more.

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to love beauty is to see light by sagansjagger

Young common-mer Adrien will do anything to please his father, Gabriel Agreste. Adrien will even alter his tail, that hideous thing. But the sea witch he seeks out is not who he expected. A common-mer striking up a friendship with an anglerfish-mer is taboo among mermaid kind, but Marinette Dupain-Cheng is too interesting for Adrien to just leave her alone...

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Ghost of You by its_just_iori

It finally happened. The akuma attacked at the wrong time. They weren't prepared. For the first time, there was a casualty. Someone was killed. Marinette doesn't care that her identity was exposed to the world; she can't stop blaming herself for what happened. If only she'd been ready... if only she'd done more... There's nothing for Adrien to say. There's nothing he can do other than stay by her side and help her through this pain.

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The Pink Lady: Marichat May 2018 by seasonofthegeek

In this story, Chat Noir, Carapace, Rena Rouge, Queen B, and Paon are the heroes of Paris. The Ladybug Miraculous has been lost for almost a century and it takes all of their combined power to cleanse akumas sometimes but they’ve found something that works since they don’t have another option. Hawkmoth is one of their villains, but not the only one plaguing Paris. Chat Noir happens upon an old hotel one night on patrol and discovers something and someone he didn't expect.

INCOMPLETE FICS

The Beauty of a Rose by properjitterbug

In the small town of Bellerose, Marinette and Adrien are childhood friends while secretly pining for each other. They lead happy lives until one day a long, forgotten promise is stirred awake; changing their lives in ways they couldn't imagine. With time marching on, Marinette is left to chase after ghosts of her past as a strange creature appears in the depths of the mysterious forest. Arc 1: Chapters 1-11: Complete Arc 2: Chapters 12-?: In Progress -- Werecat!Adrien x Marinette

Note: this one's M-rated for a reason.

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what worse luck by GuardianKarenTerrier

He doesn't know what happens. One minute he's struggling against the leash spell, the next he's tripping on his own momentum as the magic suddenly snaps, as he tastes freedom for the first time in- in ever, probably. Adrien doesn't stop long enough to think about where he's going or why. He just bolts. (Marinette's spell goes wildly off-target, but it's a stroke of luck for everyone involved that it does).

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fire lily petals by @fragileizy

“Do you believe in soulmates?” His little witch looks up from her mortar and pestle, setting a heavy book in front of him at the table. The weight of the textbook upsets the flame of their oil lamp enough to scatter and smudge the shadows around them, and he stares down at the page for something to do instead of looking at her glittering eyes. Of course I do, he wants to say. Of course I believe in soulmates. I believe in it every time you look at me, Marinette. It’s as true as the demonic seal that stains my chest at our contract— it’s as true as the demonic seals that burn on your ear lobes that you keep hidden with your hair at our contract. But he’s a coward. He’s nothing more than a coward. The great Chat Noir, the legendary demon who has fought countless demonic wars, who has looked at the concept of death thousands of times, helpless to the way this witch looks at him. “It’s very... fairy-tale-like. Is it not?” Part One: Chapters 1 - 20 Complete Part Two: Chapters 21+ In Progress

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Living With Dragons by @nomolosk

Stifled at home, Prince Adrien just wants to have an adventure. Accidentally captured instead of her mistress, Marinette Dupain-Cheng just wants to go home. But when you're living with dragons, things are bound to get interesting, and both of them might just end up finding something they like better. Set in the world of the Enchanted Forest Chronicles by Patricia C. Wrede.

#ask #ml fic recs #miraculous ladybug

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toxinellebug · 4 months

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Shadybug/ClawNoir Christmas PART 4

Claw Noir returns home and de-transforms just in time to hear a knock on his bedroom door.

It’s his father, calling him down to dinner.

Adrien is hardly in the mood, but he IS hungry… He figures he can just eat quickly then rush back up to his room. He rudely grabs Plagg and stuffs the glaring kwami into a sock drawer and ordering him not to leave from that spot before he makes his way downstairs.

But what is waiting in the dining room is hardly a spread worthy of the name Le Réveillon.

Not that they usually had much of a feast (Gabriel always insisted on giving the chef Christmas off.) but microwaveable dinners from Picard? Weren’t those reserved for when Father locked himself in his office and immersed himself in finishing up projects for Fashion Week and couldn’t be bothered to waste time on a proper meal?

Embarrassed, Gabriel admits that he somehow managed to burn both the turkey AND the Haricots Verts Amandine this year… And he had a feeling that Adrien wouldn’t be in the mood for Bûche de Noël.

He’s not wrong, not that Adrien will admit as such out loud.

Taking a seat at the table, the two of them pick at their frozen dinners, the only sounds the scraping of silver on plastic trays and “Greensleeves” over the radio.

Gabriel is the first to break the silence.

He apologizes to Adrien for not being more considerate of his feelings; so much has changed in their lives, and he just thought… Well, Adrien’s mother always loved Christmas, he’d hoped that, perhaps, by trying to do things the way they had always done around this time of year, maybe it would bring them both some comfort.

He didn’t stop to consider just how painful it would be trying to re-create those moments without…

-Without mom.

…Yes.

More silence. Adrien refuses to look up. He’s angry, but he doesn’t want his father’s apology. Truthfully, he doesn’t know WHAT he wants anymore, but he does know that he DOESN’T want to cry, and if he makes eye contact with father right now he’s afraid that’s exactly what will happen.

Gabriel clears his throat awkwardly, and has a suggestion; what if they were to start a new tradition?

Decorating trees, holly wreaths, yule logs… These are all Pagan traditions that have nothing to do with Christmas anyway. They don’t need those things.

What if, next year, they took a Holiday vacation? Somewhere tropical, no snow or carols or decorations. Adrien’s Aunt Amelie owns a Beach House- surely she would lend it to them. It would be just the two of them, they’d make a week of it and eat nothing but fruit!

Adrien almost smiles at that but stops himself. It’s hard to imagine father taking a week off work to visit some Island. What about his winter formal collection? What about Adrien’s photoshoots?

But… it might be nice to visit someplace with cleaner air.

He’ll think about it.

That answer is enough to satisfy Gabriel, who places a simply wrapped gift on the table next to Adrien.

He knows Adrien really isn’t in the mood but… He REALLY wants his son to have this.

Sighing heavily, Adrien puts down his fork and tears away at the paper. It’s a book? No wait-

A photo album.

Long blonde hair, green eyes, a melancholy smile.

It’s full of pictures, some from before Adrien was even born, several he’s never even seen before! Mother looks so young, wait-

Is that his father? With a Mohawk????

This had to be photoshopped, right?

Finally daring to look up at his father, Adrien finds Gabriel loosening his bowtie, an embarrassed smile on his face as he admits he had been going through a faze at the time. Actually, it was Emelie who convinced him his hair looked atrocious.

Adrien had never heard that story before.

He wants to hear more… He’s also feeling more hungry than he thought.

Gabriel says that he can go get the cake from the fridge. Mr. Placid picked it up from that Bakery Adrien likes, “Tom and Sabine’s”, right?

The mention of the Boulangerie makes Adrien’s stomach twist in worry as he thought about that pretty dark-haired girl crying on the rooftop.

She wasn’t STILL up there, was she??? It’s freezing outside, what if she gets sick?

Marinette was definitely sick.

Her throat was scratchy, her nose was runny, her eyes were puffy and her head STILL hurt from all that crying.

But she was far from being miserable.

She had spent the last hour browsing the news online. Even if Enforcers prevented Parisians from going out at night, it would be foolish to believe all their antics had gone completely unnoticed.

Noisy fleabag’s mayhem aside, surely SOMEBODY noticed a seasonally unusual appearance of red and black beetles crawling on their doors.

There was no way The Supreme could just sweep this thing under the rug, right?

Wrong.

Turns out all they needed was something even more interesting to distract the public eye, and Marinette was staring right at it:

“Bourgeois Gala is a Hair-Raising Event”.

Someone was bound to get fired over that cheesy headline, but the photographer deserved a raise!

In the photo, a butler was trying his hardest to restrain a furious and screaming Chloe Bourgeois from strangling music icon XY.

The front of her lovely holiday gown was stained. Her eyeliner was running down her cheeks, no doubt from hysterical tears. And her head looked like someone had tried to give a Barbie Doll a buzz cut!

Apparently, during the festivities, Miss Bourgeois (daughter of Movie Director and hotel owner Andre Bourgeois and Queen of Fashion Audrey Bourgeois) had been in a rush to leave the grand ballroom and in her haste, bumped into the young musician, causing him to spill his drink and slip.

Trying to catch himself as he fell, the Pop sensation grabbed the only thing within reach; long, blonde, expertly coiffed curls.

Rather than pulling Miss Bourgeois down with him, it was abruptly revealed that those fabulous golden locks were, in fact, a wig.

It is unknown whether the girl’s lack of natural hair is the result of a medical condition or an incompetent hair stylist as the Bourgeois’ have refused to comment…

Marinette smirked.

Nearly 2 months ago, Shadybug had broke into the Le Grande Hotel in the dead of night and snuck her way into Chloe’s private bath to replace the contents of her shampoo and conditioner bottles.

That Lucky Charm Hair removal lotion was super effective.

Word was that Chloe had called in sick from school that week. When she returned there had been no commotion, no whispers or gossip. Apparently she had been able to cover up before the public discovered the truth.

At least until NOW.

First chance she got, Marinette was going to print out this photo and frame it. For now, it was going to be the new lockscreen of her phone.

The Supreme had a tight hold over the news media, and negative stories involving the rich were rare.

Chloe was probably so humiliated right now, she’ll probably call out of school “sick” for at least a month!

It was the best Christmas present Marinette could’ve asked for.

Well worth the cold she was dealing with.

Though that was still annoying.

She cursed herself- she had to be the only one dumb enough to spend Christmas eve on a snow covered rooftop.

Alya sneezed into her asosi tea.

That’s what she gets for spending Christmas eve on a snow covered rooftop.

Her mother, after spending all of Christmas morning preparing breakfast for the guests of the Le Grande Paris Hotel, had finally come home and upon seeing Alya’s miserable state, prepared her some shrimp soup and herbal tea and was now in the process of preparing onion syrup.

It made Alya feel guilty- her mom had spent all of Christmas Eve cooking in the Hotel as well. She was finally allowed to come home and spend time with her family, and already she was cooking AGAIN instead of resting.

And what did Alya have to show for her troubles?

A few dark and blurry photos of wreaths that look different from one photo to the next after being covered with some red blur, taken with extreme zoom in and granulated.

SOMETHING went down that night, something magical. Even if she hadn’t been able to capture clear images on her phone, she had seen it with her own eyes.

Ladybugs transforming wreaths and disappearing gift boxes.

She didn’t know what it meant, but she KNOWS it’s being covered up!

(Still, that brat Chloe going bald? Hilarious.)

Alya may not have any proof, but that wouldn’t stop her from discovering the truth… Just as soon as she got over this cold.

Merry Xmas

(Or, if you’re like Nathaniel Kurtzberg, Happy Hanukkah, OR if you’re like Nino and Alex and your family originates from the United Arab Emirates… Happy Winter Solstice! Axial tilt is the reason for the season!)

PART 3

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bakawitch · 1 month

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This miracle box has way too many birds. And I do not know how to draw birds.

Naacr, The Dove Kwami of Transformation

(Fairy Godmother, Cinderella)

A dutiful kwami who hates not being on time. Naacr is rather vain and transfixed on looks and dislikes tardiness and disorder in general. She is a little bossy and doesn't like it when things don't go her way. But as long as she is appeased, Naacr is a very reliable partner and tactician. Provided that her user is willing to occasionally give up on practicality in favour of appearances, she will become more loyal. Her favourite food is baguette.

Fross, The Wolf Kwami of Preservation

(Winter Fairy, Cinderella)

Fross is aloof and distant, even towards his users. However, in the past, he used to be the exact opposite way. He got way too emotionally close to his users and always had a hard time moving on from them. He avoids accepting users when he can and doesn't socialise with his fellow kwamis all that much either. He generally prefers solitude and doesn't talk much, often sleeping instead to avoid unintentionally hearing too much that would make him want to get involved with a situation based solely on his emotions. His favourite food is beef jerky.

Till, The Fox Kwami of Excavation

(Spring Fairy, Cinderella)

A mischievous kwami with a taste for adventure and filled to the brim with vigour. For an immortal being, Till has an odd thirst for adrenaline and excitement, often getting up to hijinks to entertain himself. Like many kwamis he's close to, Till is an absolute enabler, and he is not beneath lying to get what he wants. His favourite is avocado.

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knifedancer · 7 months

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Falling in Autumn

The miraculous causes side effects. Marinette picks up the hibernation instincts of a bug: seasonal exhaustion, seeking warm and dark spots to burrow into… I think you know where this is going.

Hibernation trope, Felinette style. Gratuitous Fluff.

Originally posted on AO3.

Silly Thoughts

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It was a rare frigid autumn where even the daylight hours felt cold regardless of the amount of sun peeking through the clouds. It was so chilly that Paris had already gotten an unseasonable snowfall that week! Not enough for snowball fights, but just enough to leave everything sporting a thin layer of white. Parisians were already bundling up in coats, scarves, and mittens to stay warm. One resident took this bundling to the extreme…

Marinette had known the miraculous, when worn for long periods of time, would rub off certain intrinsic effects on their holders. Tikki had first told her about it when Chat Noir started being able to purr and seek out pets on her balcony during his night-time visits to the bakery. The Ladybug kwami told her that the effects varied from holder to holder but one thing was always common among those that wielded bug-themed miraculous: winter dormancy.

At first the idea of going into a hibernation-like state seemed silly to the teenage bug-heroine. Then the first fall since attaining the magical earrings drew nigh. Marinette noticed that no amount of sleep seemed to leave her feeling rested, she was more affected by the cold, and she tended to try burrowing into dark but warm places unconsciously. Her superhero outfit changed to be slightly thicker and lined with a mysterious, unknown furry material to trap in body heat. Marinette likened it to fleece or velour, it acted like super strong thermals under her suit. Even then, Ladybug would find herself occasionally curling up against Chat’s side during particularly chilly night patrols out of desperation.

Fortunately for the Parisian heroes, it seemed Hawkmoth was also impacted by the insect miraculous effects. The period from Fall to Spring had proven to be a much quieter time for akumas. Tikki had explained that not only would the butterfly holder be impacted, but his living butterfly counterparts as well. The fluttering wings of a magic-powered butterfly were no more impervious to cold and turbulent weather than your common garden variety. If Hawkmoth was attempting to send out an akuma, they could be blown entirely off course by strong storm winds or slow to a mere crawl when the temperature dropped too low. This was a boon for the heroes and all of Paris. It meant an attack happened less frequently but the akumas were usually stronger than the rest of the year. The two heroes joked that it was probably because old Hawky was frustrated with the miraculous effects!

During the school days, Marinette would double or even triple up warm layers. There was even a box of handmade scarves and mittens packed away solely for this purpose. Then she would sleepily cuddle up next to Alya and partake of her warmth on their shared classroom bench. The two friends were always affectionate with each other, so it didn’t seem too odd to the casual observer. Doctors had excused the syndrome as some sort of odd thyroid or seasonal narcolepsy condition. However all tests came back normal and it did not appear to be harming her overall health nor development. Ultimately, she was advised to take extra vitamins and the Dupain-Chengs were to keep an eye on her condition in case things worsened.

Unfortunately, this year, Marinette had been moved to the back of the classroom and the friendship with Alya strained to the very limit due to Lila’s interference. There would be no friendly cuddles or shared warmth this year. The sleepy girl had made do so far by adding a ludicrous fourth layer – a second non-bulky removable jacket liner – and using disposable heating packs to keep her core temperature up. It had worked well since the end of September but, now that it was mid-November, it was getting harder to stay warm and awake in class. Even Tikki, who snoozed more like a real ladybug rather than the omnipotent personification of creation that she was, shivered in Marinette’s interior breast pocket.

‘If only Alya was still my seat mate, then I wouldn’t have to worry!’ Marinette thought sadly. She looked at her current seat mate from the corner of her eye and sighed. ‘He’d probably push me to the floor.’

Along with the seat reassignment, another drastic change had entered her school life in the form of Adrien’s cousin: Felix Graham de Vanily. The same uptight, monochrome fashioned, and grouchy boy that tried to kiss Ladybug and caused three akumas was now in her class. Marinette was suspicious of him at first, afraid he was working for Hawkmoth or looking to cause trouble. In a way, Felix was. He had joined back in August and immediately took the open seat next to her with that mocking smile of his. Within the first day, he had pushed her buttons until she snapped. Marinette won the battle that day but Felix left with a smile that seemed entirely too pleased. He had tried to needle her every day after that and, while she did not lose her temper as explosively as she had then, they wound up trading quips almost daily. Their constant bickering had eventually formed into an odd companionship and understanding. Not quite friends, not really enemies.

Unfortunately for Marinette, her stock of hand warmers had finally run out and they were on backorder. She had tried her mother’s favorite reusable heating pad but it cooled too quickly and the lavender scent enticed her to doze. As the day went on, the pigtailed girl noticeably drooped in her seat as she slowly succumbed to her hibernation instincts.

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It was a typical Tuesday for Felix. He arrived at school early, spent an agreeable amount of time reading his newest novel, and avoided the idiots in class. All but one anyway, although she hardly counted. After their first argument and the subsequent trouncing he received, he had come to realize there was more to Dupain-Cheng than met the eye. He had tried to provoke her again but was pleasantly surprised that she was stronger than he expected and possessed a lightning quick wit. Felix came to the decision that she was an adequate enough individual to associate with while he was stuck in this hovel. He had learned she did not like liars; in turn she respected his personal aversion to being touched. Their developing camaraderie was cordial. They had paired up for almost every project and, although she was often tardy, the dark-haired girl had always completed her work in a timely manner.

He chanced a glance at his seat mate and noticed she seemed to be doing her best impression of a melting snowman in summer. Felix clicked his tongue softly as he returned his attention to the board, ‘Dupain-Cheng has been more lethargic these last few weeks. She’s hardly cognizant of any of our classes, yet somehow still manages to receive satisfactory scores. She must be the embodiment of luck itself to pull that off!’

He picked at a piece of lint off his black cashmere peacoat and straightened the lapel. It was warm but did not do enough to stop the icy gusts from traveling down his neck. Sadly, most of his winter wear was still stuck in London as this change in the weather was unanticipated and his mother was still shopping for an acceptable abode for them to live in. Felix spared his table mate another quick glance – today she was wearing a bright red coat and a knitted scarf the color of his favorite caramel hard candies. She always seemed to have a different colored set of scarves and mittens that complemented her outfit. They did not look to be from any fashion brand he had heard of and he knew she fancied herself a designer. If the items were handmade, they were of excellent quality. Perhaps he could commission a piece from her…

Felix was lost in thought, contemplating how he could broach the topic with the girl, when he felt a weight land against his shoulder. He jerked at the disturbance and turned to find Dupain-Cheng slouched against him. He frowned down at the slumbering girl before attempting to jostle her awake. When she did not move, he managed to lift his arm out from beneath her and grabbed both her shoulders in an effort to re-orientate her towards her side of the bench. Felix soon realized his mistake when Dupain-Cheng unconsciously dove into his side and slipped her arms around his midsection with a muffled hum.

He stiffened at the action and hissed quietly between his teeth, trying not to draw attention to his plight. Felix had always detested physical contact, so much so that he could barely withstand hugs from members of his own family. To have Dupain-Cheng, a mere acquaintance, touching him in such a way was disconcerting and confounding. However, being this close allowed him to more closely observe her unimpeded. She smelled faintly of lavender and honeysuckle. Her black hair seemed to shimmer blue when the light hit it just right, like a raven’s wing. Her lashes were long and fluttered like butterfly wings as she slept. Across her small nose and cheeks were a charming array of freckles that could only be seen at this close proximity. With his arms still slightly raised, he twisted a bit to examine how to disentangle her from his person. Unfortunately, due to this action, one of her hands accidentally slipped beneath his coat and found purchase on his knit sweater.

He froze as the sleeping girl seemed to temporarily come to life, wiggling herself under his coat and latching onto his waist. Within mere seconds, Felix had half of Dupain-Cheng draped across his lap and the other half tucked securely into his side. Dumbfounded, he looked down at the girl in disbelief. Was she seriously snuggled against him right now? Did she inherently trust him not to molest or pester her? He tried to unlatch her arms and hands from his person to no avail; her grip was tighter than leather pants in August. As he looked on, a small smile formed on her lips and she nuzzled closer with a contented sigh. ‘Well, at least one of us is comfortable,’ he huffed in resignation before settling his left arm over her slumbering form, having nowhere else to put it.

Felix looked around, noting that no one had noticed the sudden disappearance of his seat mate nor the struggle he had just gone through. As the class period wore on, the boy unconsciously began to relax into the warm embrace of the teen asleep in his lap. It was not until an hour had passed that Felix realized he had become accustomed to her presence and the intimate closeness of their bodies. He glanced down and watched the peaceful look on her face as she slept. With his free hand he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear with a silent chuckle. ‘Seems I can handle being touched by you, not that you gave me much choice in the matter…,’ Felix mused to himself. He lifted the double-breasted lapel of his coat and settled the material over her with a fond smirk. ‘It’s a good thing I have a packed lunch today. I don’t think I’ll be moving any time soon.’

~~~ Time Skip to the End of School ~~~

Marinette was disturbed from her nap by a loud ringing noise, scrunching her face until it passed. She smiled and burrowed deeper into the warm, sandalwood scented pillow she had wrapped herself around. It was the softest, most comfortable pillow she had ever laid on. The pillow shook as it chuckled. ‘Wait…pillows don’t chuckle!’ Her eyes flew open and she jerked back slightly, her eyes slowly rising up a sweater covered chest until she met Felix’s amused face. “I see you’ve finally awoken, Miss Dupain-Cheng. I was starting to think I was going to have to bring you home with me.”

“Eep!” Marinette cried out as she jumped away. With the force of the movement, she overshot the bench entirely and was launched towards the aisle. She braced for a painful impact...that never came. Instead, she felt herself held up by a strong arm that was wrapped around her waist. She opened her eyes to find a set of shocked green mere centimeters away. Felix had lunged to grab her, planting one hand on the desk to steady them, giving the appearance that he had executed some sort of elaborate dip. They stared at each other in stunned silence for a moment before he finally pulled them both to their feet, clearing his throat as he let her go and looked away.

“I-I-I’m so, so sorry, Felix! I wasn’t aware of w-w-what I was d-doing!” Marinette stuttered, turning a rosy shade of pink as she attempted to hide in her fluffy scarf.

The boy in question was suppressing a blush with all his willpower. They had been in such a suggestive position mere moments ago when he caught her, luckily there were no students left in their classroom to witness it! Coupled with the unexpected feeling of loss he was experiencing when she abruptly retreated, he was entirely too flustered for his own comfort. He cleared his throat, “It’s quite alright, Miss Dupain-Cheng. You were unable to be woken and seemed quite comfortable. However, if you feel obligated to make amends to me…”

Felix allowed a pregnant pause to form as a devious smirk spread across his face. Marinette felt her stomach twist with trepidation – she knew that look meant trouble. ‘What could he possibly ask for?’ She thought wearily, her mind beginning to whirl with increasingly ridiculous predictions.

“…I find myself lacking in essential warm winter accessories,” he finally finished nonchalantly. The girl stared at him dumbfounded as her spiraling thoughts ground to a halt. It dawned on her that Felix was attempting to make a joke to break the awkward atmosphere between them, relying on their usual banter to do so. She choked on air and then burst into giggles. Felix felt a new warmth bloom in his chest at the sound. He had never made her laugh like that before!

“I think that can be arranged, monsieur,” she replied slyly. “I know an up-and-coming designer in high demand. But, for the great Felix Graham de Vanily, I’m sure she could make an exception.” They exited the classroom with smiles on their faces and a warmth in their hearts, no longer feeling the brisk breeze that whipped at their cheeks.

~~~

In the coming weeks, Felix began sporting new scarves, mittens, and even coats in charcoal grey, caramel brown, pine green, indigo blue, and garnet red – which was oddly his favorite. Their classmates seemed curious by his sudden change of color preference, mistaking it for an opportunity to befriend the derisive boy. Some questioned him, attempting to find out where he had bought such luxurious garments. He brushed them all off in his usual dismissive manner, deciding not to divulge any information.

Felix’s lip quirked upwards as he silently stroked the silver monogram on the tail of the scarf on his way to the classroom. The monogram itself was an ornate shield containing his initials but, integrated within the vines that clung to the edges of shape, were the letters ‘MDC’. His small smile reached his eyes as they met the friendly bluebell ones at the back of the room. A hidden message, a reminder of that one cold day that brought two souls closer together.

Perhaps, together, they might stave off more than just the cold weather.

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bbutterflies · 8 months

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Miraculous Paradise - Chapter 4 - Miracles

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Adrien lay in the hospital bed in the early dawn hours. He stared out his window at the quiet, winter city. He hadn’t been awake long, but everything hurt. His body felt lethargic and fatigued. His heart palpitated constantly that was accompanied by wrenching pain. His head felt light even as he lay back on the pillow. That didn’t compare to the gut-wrenching truth.

Adrien would die soon, he knew it. The doctors hadn’t told him anything yet, but he could feel it. Seventeen years and this was the end. His heart twisted at the thought of leaving Emilie and Gabriel alone. For all the years they had all spent hoping for it to go up in flames. What was the point of it all? Why was he even alive to begin with? Why did he exist? Was he even meant to?

“Awfully dark thoughts, Adrien,” a man’s voice said with a slight hiss.

Adrien blinked. He turned and saw a doctor he’d never seen before. The man was tall, wearing the usual doctor clothes, but his hair was green, and his eyes were snake-like.

“Who are you?” Adrien whispered.

“The answer to a lot of your questions, and your salvation.”

“I don’t understand.”

The doctor pulled up a seat. “Allow me to be brief. I’m not human. I’m what’s known as a kwami and we are responsible for the miracles you mortals pray for. I was responsible for your mother being able to conceive you.”

“You… you are? How?”

“She prayed unendingly, and I blessed her with fertility, however it came at a price. A price that you are now paying. The moment you turned seventeen, the poison that had been in your blood amplified. It is this poison that will kill you in three days from now.”

Adrien’s stomach dropped. “T-three days?”

“Correct, but I have an offer for you. There is no removing the poison from you. There is no stopping your death, but it can be pushed back. I can offer a magical charm that will give you another year to live, but only a year. During this time, your health won’t be perfect, but you will be able to live for the first time in your entire life.”

Adrien perked up. “Wait, really? Would I be able to do things like go outside on my own? To do more than just lay in bed all day?”

“You would. You’d have the chance to experience all things you wouldn’t otherwise, just as your dear mother always dreamed for you.”

Adrien’s breath caught. He had no idea what Emilie wanted for him, but the opportunity to fulfill her dreams was too enticing. Perhaps it would make his passing easier if she knew he got to live. That he really did get to experience the joys of life.

“There is one more thing. A miracle is gathering that would require me. Under no circumstances are you to take part in this. If you take part in this miracle, you will die immediately upon its completion.”

“O-oh. Okay. I accept, please.”

The doctor nodded. He touched Adrien’s medical bracelet and it transformed into a snake bracelet before it changed to high tech medical bracelet.

Adrien took a sharp breath. His head cleared of all fog, and he was able to focus with astounding clarity. The exhaustion that weighed down his body evaporated, and he felt light. His heart slowed to a normal pace as the pain vanished. Tears sprung from his eyes at the pure joy of it all.

“Thank you. Thank you so much.”

The doctor smiled, then frowned. “If you find yourself in need of me, call upon my name, and I will come to you.”

“Of course. But wait. What is your name?”

“It’s Sass.”

Tikki and Bridgette sat at a table in a back room of a homely diner. Tikki looked over the menu while Bridgette fidgeted. She glanced between Tikki and outside at the bright morning. She scoffed, stood, and paced back and forth.

“Relax, bug. Everything will be fine,” Tikki reassured.

“She’s worried. I know she is. I shouldn’t be out during the day. She’ll do nothing but worry as long as I’m out. I should be home right now. She should have peace of mind knowing that I’m safe,” Bridgette spat.

Tikki groaned. “Will you come out, so she’ll stop worrying?”

Bridgette glared at Tikki when movement caught her eye. She turned as a blurry shape moved across the floor. It shed its cloak to reveal a tiny red fox. She sighed as shame flooded her. She scooped up the fox and held it close.

“I’m sorry. I know you’re worried. I promise to be home as soon as this is all done. You won’t have to worry anymore.”

The fox nuzzled Bridgette and purred. Bridgette clung to it as she took her seat. She petted the fox while Tikki held the menu up for the fox.

“Would you like us to bring you something?” Tikki asked.

The fox looked at the menu, then at Bridgette.

“Uh, she has difficulty reading still.”

“Oh. Well, how about this?”

Tikki snapped her fingers and created samples of menu items. The fox’s ears perked up and it leapt up, dancing in the air. It yipped and Tikki snapped her fingers again to create new items. Its eyes sparkled each time Tikki created.

Bridgette smiled when pain hit her heart. She touched the earrings as regret and guilt stabbed her repeatedly. Trixx was amazing and a good fit for Marinette’s needs, but even so, there was one itch that Trixx could never scratch.

“Think you can conjure something with cheese now?” Plagg asked.

Tikki and Bridgette turned as Plagg and Felix joined them in the room. Tikki huffed and crossed her arms.

“And why should I when you can’t even be bothered to be on time?”

“I did bring something along the lines of what you asked for,” Plagg pointed out.

Tikki relented and created a platter of camembert for Plagg. He gleefully sat and inhaled the cheese.

Felix furrowed his brow and stared at Tikki. “What are you? How did you create that from nothing? And what’s with the little fox floating in the air?”

Tikki gestured to the open seat beside Plagg. “Sit and we’ll explain everything.”

Felix eyed Tikki suspiciously but took a seat.

“Excellent. Now, we had felt a prayer, a desperate cry for a miracle, to save a boy on death’s doorstep. Unfortunately, there’s nothing we can do to save him. At least not without a terrible price to pay. However, that hasn’t stopped other kwamis from offering their services to the woman,” Tikki explained.

Felix frowned. “I’m sorry, but this is ridiculous. What sort of drugs are you on? Is this even real? It can’t be. I’m still dreaming, right? That has to be it.”

Plagg and Tikki exchanged glances before Plagg grinned. Tikki called out Plagg’s name when he scratched Felix’s cheek, gouging it. Felix took a sharp breath at the immense pain. He reached a hand up and gawked at the blood on his fingers. The fox kit yelped at the sight of the injury and blood and hid in Bridgette’s arms.

“Real enough for you, Felix?” Plagg asked.

“Go to hell,” Felix hissed.

Tikki moved around and created a first aid kit. She stopped the bleeding and treated Felix’s wound. She tossed the kit over to Plagg who destroyed it. She moved back and touched the fox’s head.

“No more blood. It’s all good.”

The fox raised its head but remained in Bridgette’s arms.

“Now then, the kwamis that approached the woman hold part of a power known as Paradise. It is a miracle that can only be summoned with a set of five kwamis. Two have already emerged with the others sure to follow,” Tikki continued.

“Except for Sass,” Plagg remarked.

“True, Sass will attempt to keep Paradise from happening, but that has not always worked in the past. And Sass is the only one of the set that doesn’t like Paradise. Longg will jump at the chance to create it, as will Wayzz if the cause is noble enough.”

“And what does this have to do with me?” Felix demanded.

“I need a holder and Tikki asked me to find a rich boy,” Plagg answered.

“Holder? What is a holder?”

“A person that wields our jewels. These people can invoke us to gain superpowers based on what our concepts are. If you agree to help, you will gain the power of destruction. A power you will use with a partner, that of creation.”

Felix glanced at Bridgette, then back at Tikki. “That’s all wonderful, but why should I bother? This isn’t my battle.”

“And what of your family? Would you rather see them lost to the creation of Paradise? Would you enjoy seeing their bodies evaporated and souls consumed as they’re wiped out of existence like they were never alive? To see the world as we know it return to its purest state as a Garden of Eden? Pure, beautiful, but never to be touched by man,” Bridgette spoke.

Felix tsked. “That’s absurd. How would all that happen?”

“Eh, there’s a few details off, but she’s in the ballpark,” Plagg remarked.

“What? There’s no way. How would you even know anyway?” Felix demanded of Bridgette.

“I can take a guess knowing full well that all miracles come at a price. If there’s a group out there wanting to create something called Paradise, it can only come with the steepest of prices. I don’t know about you, but I won’t allow it to be made. I made a deal for my cousin, for her future, and I won’t renege on that bargain. I will see her happy,” Bridgette remarked.

Felix opened his mouth when the fox jumped onto the table. It glowered at Bridgette and barked at her. Felix’s eye twitched as he watched Bridgette’s half-hearted attempts to quell the fox. He sneered and reached for it but was stopped by Bridgette. She glowered at him and dug her nails into the bits of exposed skin.

“You will not touch my cousin. Not unless you are looking for a fight, bitch boy,” Bridgette growled.

“Let’s go then. I can take a toothpick like you,” Felix hissed.

Bridgette sneered and reared back her arm but was held back by Tikki.

“Easy, easy. It’s been a rough day for you. Just, let me do that talking,” Tikki pleaded.

Bridgette snorted but released Felix.

“Now, before an actual fight breaks out, I need you to understand something, Felix. Someone is going to need to stop the holders of Paradise. To keep them occupied long enough for another miracle to expire. Bridgette had long accepted this burden, but you are under no real obligation. However, we ask you for your family, your legacy, but most of all, yourself,” Tikki explained.

“And my money,” Felix added.

Tikki grimaced. “Well, let’s just forget about that right now. Paris will need heroes. The world will need heroes.”

Felix laughed. He opened his mouth but was interrupted by Bridgette.

“Forget this. Just find someone else, Plagg. This privileged twink doesn’t have what it takes to be a hero. He’s made it painfully clear already that he’s no interest in helping people. Why continue with this farce?”

“What’s the matter? Upset that I see no reason to help some alien creatures and their pet?” Felix asked.

“And there it is, Tikki. Waste your time further if you want, but I’m leaving before I give him something to match his scratch.”

Tikki watched Bridgette leave with the fox. She turned back to the boys, shook her head, and ran after Bridgette. Felix waited a moment longer before he stood to leave. He paused when Plagg joined him.

“What are you doing?” Felix demanded.

“Whatever I want. And I don’t have anything better to do, so let’s go.”

Felix opened his mouth, then shut it. He shook his head and kept walking.

Amelie sat in an armchair near Emilie. She had promised to watch over Emilie while Gabriel went to pick up Adrien. The hospital called and said they had news, good and bad. She had attempted to press further, but Gabriel didn’t ask any more questions when they said Adrien was well enough to be brought home.

Amelie had believed that perhaps Emilie received a miracle last night. That was until she found a pair of brooches clutched in Emilie’s hand when she was checking on Emilie after Gabriel left. She removed the brooches from her pocket and admired them. One was a simple purple circle brooch while the other was a magnificent peacock tail fan brooch. She placed the purple one down and examined the peacock fan.

The peacock brooch was breathtaking. The metal was perfectly cut, the jewels brilliant, and the color vibrant. It was a piece of art that could draw anyone’s eye. Amelie unfastened the pin and put it on her suit jacket. She stepped up to a window and marveled at the brooch on her. It stood out beautifully against her black clothes that immediately drew the eye.

“I see you’ve made the right choice,” Duusu cooed.

Amelie froze as Duusu materialized beside her. She stared at him with wide eyes. He held his head high and fanned his tail.

“Oh, how I love to see you mortals admire me. Must have been difficult as you were freezing last night. Thankfully you pulled through.”

Amelie blinked a few times as things clicked in her head. “Right. It was difficult seeing how radiant you truly are as the cold threatened to take me.”

Duusu beamed. “Oh, I love you. Now, little peahen, are you ready?”

“In a moment. Now that I’m not freezing, may I ask some questions.”

“Certainly. What is it you wish to know?”

Amelie considered carefully. “What can you do exactly? Like, what do you offer?”

“The power of beauty, my darling dearie. When you put me on, you’ll be able to shape the world to your standards of beauty and it shall be exalted by all. But you do need to be careful. While there’s no limit explicitly, after a while you stop pulling power from me and pull from your own life. When you start doing that, it’ll shorten your life.”

“Oh. Oh, I see. Well, let’s see. What about, no… how about, ah… you are a miracle, yes? What exactly is the miracle you entail?”

“One of the greatest of miracles, peahen. Paradise. With the set of Paradise, the five can create a literal Heaven on Earth, a Garden of Eden, as your kind would say. It would be a utopia for you all to live in and with those you deem worthy of witnessing Paradise.”

“And… and this would save Adrien?”

“Of course. You would all live for eternity within your Paradise with those you love. Your lives would be free of strife and everyday full of unending bliss.”

Amelie’s jaw dropped. With this power, they could save Adrien. They could create a corner of Heaven for them to live in forever. Emilie and Gabriel could spend eternity with Adrien. She could liberate Felix from Colt’s oppressive thumb. They’d all get to live their lives in unending bliss.

“Though, I should warn you, it does come at price. My powers, that is,” Duusu interrupted.

“What kind of price?”

“See, you won’t like seeing ugly things in the world. Inner, outer, or even both. You’ll want to get rid of it.”

“Oh. Well, if we’re making Paradise, won’t be getting rid of the bad and ugly anyway? Make way for a beautiful, good haven?”

“Pretty much.”

Amelie considered when movement caught her eye. She looked past Duusu at Emilie who tore apart the blankets looking for the brooches. She turned and tackled Emilie in a hug.

“Emilie! You’re alright!” Amelie cried.

“Amelie, please, not now. I need to find-!”

Emilie paused when she saw the peacock brooch on Amelie.

“Where’s the other one?” Emilie demanded.

Amelie grabbed the other brooch and handed it to Emilie. “I hope you don’t mind if I picked for you?”

Emilie sighed and took it. “You always had an eye for beautiful things, didn’t you?”

“For better or worse. Colt,” Amelie added with a hint of venom in her voice.

Emilie giggled and put the brooch on. Nooroo materialized as Duusu joined them.

“So, you weren’t the one we talked to in the garden?” Duusu asked Amelie.

“Sorry to deceive you,” Amelie admitted.

“You know everything?” Emilie butted in.

“I know enough without betraying myself.”

Emilie grimaced. “I love you, but don’t stop me. I will save my Adrien. I-.”

“I’m with you. Together, we can create Paradise. We’ll be happy for eternity. Free of heartache and pain. Free of worry and despair. Free of the past and future. It’ll be perfect.”

Emilie smiled and hugged Amelie. “Thank you. I’m glad I have you at my side.”

The door to the sitting room opened and Duusu and Nooroo vanished. Emilie and Amelie looked over at Gabriel and Adrien. Emilie tore herself out of the embrace and ran up to Adrien.

“Look at you. There’s so much color in your face. And… and what’s this?”

Emilie raised Adrien’s left hand where a high-tech silver bracelet sat.

“Some sort of new technology. It’s suppressed the substance killing him, but only for the next year,” Gabriel said.

Dread consumed Emilie. She took several deep breaths as she fought the coming tears. She forced a smile and hugged Adrien.

“We’ll make the most of it. Every moment will be like a dream,” Emilie promised.

“Why don’t we start with breakfast? Oh, what if we go out?” Amelie suggested.

“Can we?” Adrien asked.

“I think that’d be wonderful. Gabriel, won’t you help Adrien pick out an outfit?” Emilie asked.

Gabriel nodded. He escorted Adrien out, leaving Emilie and Amelie alone.

“We have no time to waste. We need to start tonight,” Emilie whispered.

“What do we do though?”

“I’m not sure. We have the day to think, but we must bring out the others needed for Paradise before time is up.”

“Right. But for now, we may want to change if we’re heading out,” Amelie pointed out.

“Oh, right. Let’s go.”

Emilie and Amelie headed for the stairs when Felix returned. Amelie turned to greet him when she saw his bandaged injury, a fresh, untreated wound, and a black cat on his shoulders. She screamed and ran up to him.

“Oh, Felix, my precious boy! What happened?”

Felix pointed to the cat.

Amelie puffed out her cheeks and reached for the cat when Felix stopped her.

“I wouldn’t. That’s how I got these. Let’s just say I’ve… I’ve been chosen,” Felix remarked.

Amelie eyed Felix suspiciously, then squealed. “Oh, I love cats. But no more scratching my darling Felix, understand?”

The cat meowed.

“Good. Now, get ready. We’re going out with Adrien.”

“I don’t think… wait, did you say with Adrien? Isn’t he still in the hospital?”

“Nope. He was all good to come home. He was given some fancy device that makes him well but didn’t cure him. So, we’re going out as a sort of celebration.”

Felix sighed with a smile. “Alright. Let me get changed.”

Amelie squealed. She pulled Felix in a tight embrace. He returned it before he stepped back. He paused when he saw the peacock brooch on her. He had never seen her wear such jewelry before, especially one like that. It was unbelievably beautiful, almost in an otherworldly feel. A bad feeling rose in the pit of his gut.

“Felix? Is everything ok?” Amelie asked.

Felix shook himself and quickly bowed his head. He moved past Amelie and Emilie. He glanced at Emilie and saw she had on a simple purple brooch. He hummed and kept going until he was back in his room. He headed into the bathroom, shut the door, and looked at the cat.

“Alright, Plagg, I have a question for you.”

“I may have an answer.”

“What were those brooches? The ones my aunt and mother were wearing?”

“Huh? Oh, right. Y’know the jewels that Tikki mentioned? Yeah, that’s what those were.”

“Are you telling me that aunt and mother are wearing kwami jewels? Which ones?”

Plagg turned away. “Why do you care?”

Felix’s eye twitched. “Are they the ones for Paradise.

Plagg flicked his tail and looked at his claws. “Again, why do you care? This isn’t your battle.”

Felix’s eye twitched. “Your glibness does you no credit.”

Plagg shrugged. “You’re smart enough, rich boy. Figure it out on your own.”

Felix furrowed his brow. He didn’t want to get involved. He wanted to finish up his business here and head back to London. He wanted to return to life under Colt’s heel as they bickered day in and out. He didn’t need this. He didn’t want it. But want wasn’t a luxury he was allowed.

Felix couldn’t deny the facts. Amelie was committed to whatever Paradise was. He was certain that Emilie was the ringleader and Amelie would follow wherever Emilie went. He imagined Gabriel would too but probably hadn’t yet. That left him to wonder about Adrien. Tikki said a miracle was asked to save a boy on death’s door. He was certain it was Adrien, but what should he do about it? Did he help Amelie and Emilie, or did he fight against it?

Felix cleaned up while his mind wandered. He could help his family and save Adrien. He could play a role in Paradise and see Adrien well. That would be the most sensible path if he considered his family. Adrien slipped into his mind again as he reconsidered. It was clear what Amelie and Emilie wanted, but what of Adrien? What did Adrien want?

Felix’s eyes widened as he remembered earlier with Bridgette. She had remarked that she made a deal for her cousin. He was doubtful of her word, but could he make a deal with these creatures? Could he ensure Adrien’s survival if he helped them? It was worth a shot if anything.

“Plagg, after this outing, would you be able to show me to your, er, Sugarcube?”

“What brought this change of heart?”

“Do you really care?”

Plagg considered. “Touche.”

“Excellent. Let’s be on our way then.”

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kari-go · 2 months

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Hi. So, if I recall it correct, you said in Disaster Au, each Miraculous gives a smaller bonus, like flight, better swimming capability or more heat resistance... Is there more?

So, I would ask you if you could make a table showchasing wich of your Miraculous gives wich bonus?

It's kind of like a slider so no miraculous gives the same traits. But the most noticeable ones are flight/wings, temperature resistance, night vision, and aquatic ability.

A quick thing I just did but basically this is how it is.. I wanna do it for every miraculous (and generally just redo the kwami sheets) but not sure when I will.

Aquatic is based on lung capacity, knowledge to swim, and underwater vision. Flight is based on levitation ability and resistance to higher altitudes. The rest are self-explanatory I think.

A way to get around some of the drawbacks are the pearls.

So yeah. Despite Chris being the weakest of the trio, he is the strongest while transformed (with the lion of course). Ladybug changes her suit to the winter version pretty early because she gets cold and stiff, unlike Lion who doesn't really even need the winter version (and if he does it's very similar to his normal suit)

There are also the perks that are very specific to a miraculous, like the ladybug and turtle have thicker skin or the tiger is extra sneaky.

#ask #miraculous ladybug #miraculous disaster au #wow lore!#kwamis #cat miraculous #lion miraculous #tiger miraculous #turtle miraculous #ladybug miraculous #lion blanc #ladybug #i was thinking that maybe i should make a side blog just for the kwamis where i would do the new sheets #but this is just a thought #i havent really thought too deep about it

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miraculouslysakurasworld · 10 months

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Marinette Dupain-Cheng

She is an extrovert

Her favorite colors are pink and light blue

She is Bisexual

Her favorite video game genres are action, PvP, and any games that has character customizations

She has many dress-up mobile games on her phone to practice designing and find inspiration

She makes little accessories and furnitures for the Kwamis

She is trilingual who speaks French, Mandarin, and English with Britain slangs

Her aesthetic are softgirl, dark softgirl, light academia, and French Girly

When she isn’t anxious, she’s actually really good at physics and chemistry. At least in the active parts of science.

She is more tired from the cold, especially in the winter

Vice versa, she is very active from Spring to the Fall

She loves to scroll through Instagram and find art projects she can try like crochet or sewing

She has kits in her bag for anything, like a sewing kit and a first-aid kit

She is a Scorpio, and her birthday is in mid-October to early-November

She loves to go thrift shopping in order to buy used clothes for her to remake/reuse

She loves to do gardening, especially in the roof, it’s her sanctuary from the stress around her world

Her love language is gift-giving

She used to take ballet lessons with her dad back when she was a kid, hence why she is so flexible

Her Nona taught her yo-yo tricks during one of her stays, which interested Marinette a lot

She does meditation with her mom in the morning to help keep her anxiety in check before the day

She also takes some of her mom’s breathing techniques when she starts to get overwhelmed

#miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #miraculous marinette #miraculous headcanon #miraculously sakura’s world #will edit or update overtime if I come up with new Headcanons #some headcanons will come from the Miraculous characters official Instagram as well

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countlessrealities · 4 months

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Kisses under the mistletoe || No longer accepting

@alm1ghtysea sent: 💏 - my muse kisses your muse under a mistletoe without a warning (For Adrien and Kaito !)

Parties were the sort of scene Adrien was still getting used to. He had been to plenty of gatherings with his father, back when he had used to model for Gabriel, but those were easier to navigate. All he had to do was being quiet, talking only when he was addressed and smile for the cameras, if there were any.

This was different.

He wasn't sure of how Marinette and Alya had managed to convince the principal to let them hold a Christmas party in the school yard, but apparently not only they had succeeded, but they had also managed to turn the place into show of colourful lights and winter-themed decorations. The place was almost unrecognisable

Adrien himself had helped setting up the scene the previous day, but seeing it now, with the light of the day quickly fading away, everything looked as if it had been wrapped in a cheerful golden glow, with a touch of red and silver here and there. In one word, it was beautiful.

Had it been up to him, he would have gladly just leant against the wall, away from most of the crowd and enjoyed the scene. Not just the yard in itself, but also the people and the cheerful atmosphere that filled all the space. Unfortunately, everyone else had other plans for him, so he had found himself being dragged from one corner to the other.

Chatting with Nino, making sure that Chloé didn't mess with the sweets Marinette had baked, saving the latter from her own clumsiness, playing judge in an argument between Kim and Max.

And, last but not least, now Plagg was demanding to be fed some of the cheese from the refreshments table.

The teen had grumbled a little at the kwami demands, but eventually he had given in. Careful not to draw anyone's attention, he had made a beeline for the food, keeping watch while the creature scarfed down almost all the contents of the cheese plate. Hopefully, no one would have noticed, because he wasn't looking forward to lie and say that he had been the one to eat all that.

"C-C'mon, Plagg, that's enough," he whispered, ushering the kwami back under his shirt. "I'll get you more once we get home, alright? Someone might see you. And we can't...!"

The rest of his sentence was lost in a little huff as he turned around and bumped straight into Kaito. He had spotted the other teen here and there, surrounded by his friends, but he had never found the chance or a pretext to approach him...until now.

Adrien instantly opened his mouth to apologise, but, once again, his words got lost as he noticed something else, hanging from a thread right over their heads.

...Oh shit. Was that mistletoe?!

"Uh, h-hey, Kaito, I just..." He started, unsure of what to say. He had stared at the plant too long, because the other had looked up in turn.

Great, now the cat was out of the bag. And how he wished to be the cat, so he could have just zoomed away and hide on a rooftop.

"It looks like we...that's..."

Did his friend even know about that particular tradition? He was certain that it was something that had its roots in the Western culture. And if that was the case, then he would have looked twice as a fool, if he had tried to do what he was supposed to do. Maybe he should just turn on his heels and...

A hit against his lips cut through his thoughts and he quickly realised that it was Plagg trying to get him to just go ahead and...do the thing. Easier to be said than to be done. But, on the other hand, he couldn't stay there looking like a dead fish either, could he?

"It's tradition, you know, so..." He started again, trying and mostly failing to channel his inner Cat Noir.

This time he let his voice trail off on purpose, both because he needed the extra moments to steady himself and because he was hoping to catch Kaito off guard. The time to suck in a quiet breath through his nose and he was leaning forward.

He didn't dare to go for a kiss on the mouth, he couldn't have made himself to do it even if he had really wanted to. Instead, he landed his lips against the older teen's cheek, pressing a soft, lingering kiss on it. As their skins brushed, time seemed to stretch and the universe seemed to shrink down to the way their body heats mixed together.

The moment was suddenly broken as he moved back, the weight of the implications of what he had just done falling on Adrien all of a sudden. He could not have a conversation with Kaito right now. Not about the kiss, not about anything else.

"Oh, anyway, I...I see Nino calling for me. He probably needs help with...this thing from earlier," he hurried to say, not giving the other any chance to react. "I'll...Let's talk another time. Enjoy the rest of the party!"

And with that, he was off, making sure to disappear in the crowd before sneaking into the lockers room. Running away from his friend was starting to become a habit and he really did not like it.

Letting out a heavy breath, he leant his back against the wall, closing his eyes and running a hand on his face. He was a complete disaster when it came to handle this particular ordeal, wasn't he?

Exploiting the fact that they were alone, Plagg floated out of his hideout, coming to stand in front of his holder's face, green eyes shining with mirth.

"Damn, you're really bad at this wooing thing, do you know that?" The kwami huffed out in amusement. "Sooo...Does this mean that we're going home earlier and that I can get my cheese sooner?"

Adrien let out a groan, shoving the creature aside. "Oh, shut up, Plagg. We're not going home...yet. I'm going back out there...in a minute or ten."

#[ ic :: Adrien ]#&& Kuroba Kaito #[ ic :: npc ; Plagg ]#[ ᴵᵀ'ˢ ᴬ ᴷᴵᴺᴰ ᴼᶠ ᴹᴬᴳᴵᶜ ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᴰᴬᴺᶜᴱ ᴼᶠ ᴹᴬˢᴷˢ ᵂᴱ ᴱᴺᴳᴬᴳᴱᴰ ᴵᴺ :: ᴀᴅʀɪᴇɴ & ᴋᴀɪᴛᴏ ]#alm1ghtysea #[[ hope you don't mind I threw Plagg in this xD ]]#[[ Adrien needed a push ]]#[[ and also to be mocked for the half fail in the aftermath xD ]]#;; queue

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kaneni09 · 2 years

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These are some concepts I made for ladybugs transformations, based on the existing transformations in the show, aqua bug, ice bug, and Cosmo bug.

In my miraculous rewrite the Kwami's don’t need food power ups to get extra abilities. I don’t have an issue with this writing choice, I just feel like it’s a bit unnecessary and also make Tikki and Plagg look restricted when they’re supposed to be beings with God like powers.

Instead Tikki and Plagg can conjure these extra powers whenever specific circumstances arise, and instead it’s the miraculous holders who transform their suits to better fit the scenario.

Let me know what you think of these designs and feel free to give any suggestions on how I could improve them.

Below is just some extra exposition for these redesigns

(Fyi under each outfit is the same grey spandex suit with red spots for body protection)

🏊‍♀️🐟🌊 Aqua bug’s cannon suit is the least offensive in my opinion, the added details of the pink fins and scaly suit was a nice touch. Despite this though her outfit it still very samey to her regular suit, so I wanted to change it up a bit. My Aqua bug wears a red one-piece swimsuit with pink sparkly trim, she still has her transparent pink flippers, and her hair is now tied in a bun with a sparkly pink scrunchie. I think the simplest way to explain the vibe I wanted is that: cannon aqua bug looks like a fish; my aqua bug looks like a cute scuba diver.

🏂⛸❄ Ice bug’s cannon suit infuriates me, I know that with the 3D animation its more costly to make new models but c’mon, they just stuck white fur to her skintight suit, overlaid her suit with snowflakes and gave her a tiara like :/ how is that supposed to keep her warm. ALSO, why the ice skates, yes in that one episode with the ice-skating Akuma they came in handy, but other than that when would she ever need this power up. Fun fact ladybugs are very vulnerable in the cold; it triggers their hibernation instincts, so I wanted to play into that a bit. Ladybug becomes sluggish in the cold so to cope she has a fluff lined coat and boots, mittens and a fluffy beret. And if she needed ice skates, she could just create some. To summarize: cannon ice bug looks like a Disney on ice reject, my ice bug looks like someone dressed for winter.

👩‍🚀🛸🌠 Finally, Cosmo bug…I hate it. She is still wearing the exact same ladybug suit just with a different coloration, a jet pack just glued to her back and the worst offender, a helmet…that doesn’t even cover her whole friggin head, chat noir oh yeah, he gets a proper functional helmet, but ladybug NOOOO she needs to have her hair and ears showing otherwise she won’t look pretty enough. I was very inspired by the space age fashion craze from the 60s, as well as another French co-produced cartoon Atomic Betty. Ladybug dons this sturdy combat dress, with her belt buckle serving as a holder for her magic compact, paired with funky space boots. Her helmet covers her entire head and is a transparent pink glass with pinkish white spots covering the whole surface; her wings are made of the same material and magically sprout from the spot on her back. Overall cannon space bug looks like a knockoff power ranger, my space bug looks like a fashion forward astronaut.

#miraculous ladybug #MLB #ladybug #Marinette Dupain-Cheng #ml art #ML fanart #ladybug redesign #marinette redesign #ml rewrite #miraculous ladybug redesign #aqua bug #ice bug #cosmo bug #Kaneni art #kaneni posts

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redtippedfox · 7 months

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Miraculous Timey Wimey Lore: Kwamis

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Kwami Headcanon: Tikki (Creation)

Kwamis are ancient eldritch Gods that ruled over the Heavens for years, Tikki is one of the very first Eldritch God to ever be born, created from the Big Bang of the Universe. Tikki is the other half of the God of Destruction, Plagg, her and Plagg have been together since the beginning of time. Though Tikki will not ever admit it she and Plagg are indeed in love but she won’t ever admit it since Plagg and her are always separated due to their holders. Tikki may look like a responsible Goddess but she is actually very irresponsible and while she loves following the rules she can appreciate a little chaos from here, she is actually very fond of Marinette’s clumsiness especially when it creates a little bit of chaos.

Tikki loves sweets, likes every types of sweets, from strawberry short cake to chocolate pudding, although she loves chocolate chip cookies more than anything, Tikki was very happy when she found out that Marinette lived in a bakery where delicious treats are served everyday. Tikki is very curious about the human world and enjoys learning about new things. She adores Marinette’s creativity when it comes to her fashion and her creations.

All of the seasons were created by Tikki

Spring is the season that belongs to Tikki, the season of Love was created by Tikki so her Ladybugs could find love and so humans could have a season of love. During Spring she is energetic, chatty, and an absolute matchmaker. She loves giving Marinette proper love advice and tries her best to help Marinette understand her feelings for Adrien and even help her realize her feelings for Chat Noir.

During winter she becomes slow, tired and less energetic, she is supposed to go into hibernation till the next spring but thanks to humans warm technology she is able to be kept warm and therefore does not have to go into hibernation. Even though winter is a bad season for her it is a time of warmth and love, the winter may be freezing but Tikki made sure it looked beautiful.

Fall is another season, while spring is Tikki’s favorite season fall is Tikki’s second favorite. As the leaves fade away and make way for winter Tikki it to show off the beauty of the falling of the leaves.

Summer is a time of fun and relaxation, it’s not Tikki’s favorite due to the heavy heat but she still cherishes the season

Tikki likes to use the word “Fuck”, its her favorite human curse word, “Shit” is her second favorite human curse word.

Tikki adores Alya and Nino, and dreams of being able to properly meet both of them

Tikki will come up with mischievous plans with Plagg to get Adrien and Marinette together

Tikki can get very jealous and possessive of Marinette especially when it comes to Marinette wearing or using other Miraculouses. Tikki punched Mullo after Kwamibuster when the mouse kwami kept teasing her.

Tikki can be very impulsive sometimes

Tikki has the ability to grant blessings on people but she can also create curses as well

Tikki will sometimes cry at night, hoping that one day her brothers and sisters would be safe and Nooroo and Dussu would return to them

Tikki is a little shit sometimes

Tikki has a whole wardrobe made by Marinette just for her, she doesn’t like sharing any of it.

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Tikki’s old form was bland and didn’t have a lot of black, she didn’t look much like a Ladybug but that’s what Fu thought of her, after he became Guardian Tikki was stuck in that form for over 300 years, Fu only saw the kwamis as creatures that had to be locked away from the world so they didn’t have a lot of animalistic parts of the animals that they represented since they haven’t been free in 300 years and Fu didn’t see them as Gods with animal tendencies so they looked nothing like their animals.

When a new Guardian is chosen the kwamis change their forms to match how their Guardian sees them and to fit their Guardians soul. When Marinette became Guardian the kwamis forms changed and they got to have more animalistic parts. Tikki was given more black on her body to represent being a Ladybug, her tails even got bigger rather than smaller, she even had a pink glow around her, Marinette’s soul allowing them to be more free and God-like than trapped like Fu.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #miraculous au #timey wimey…uh oh au #my art #Fox’s art #kwami art #tikki kwami #tikki Headcanon #miraculous kwamis #kwami Headcanon #Timey wimey lore #rewritten miraculous lore/story

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soulless-angel25 · 24 days

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Whumpril 2024, Day 6 Prompt- Dizziness @whumpril

It's winter and she's dizzy. Marinette is the holder of the ladybug miraculous. This is fine. It makes sense.

But that doesn't make it any easier when getting out of bed is more and more difficult as the weather gets colder. As she has to pull out more and more blankets. Till her bed resembles a nest more then anything, as the Kwami curl up with her because some of them don't do well with the cold.

It doesn't make it easier as she has to go out and fight while her vision is blurry and the world is spinning. While her body is shivering and shaking and people keep talking but she can't hear them.

And as it gets colder there are days when she can barely rise from her bed, days where she has to stay home because getting out of her bed hurts. Where her Maman and Papa have to take care of her, bring her soups and warm drinks because anything cold is rejected flat-out.

#whumpril #whumpril2024 #miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain-cheng

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airi-p4 · 1 year

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LBSC Secret Admirer Exchange 2023 - Winter vacation

This is my piece for the @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers ‘ Secret Admirer Event 2023 for @nonbinarynino !!

I went with Prompt 1, a winter fluff story with ART at the end! I hope you enjoy it! 😊

HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!! 💙

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Winter vacation

Marinette couldn't believe it was really happening.

After years being unable to leave Paris because of her Ladybug duties (and until a couple of weeks ago), she had assumed it was just an impossible dream. But now, at 18 years of age, it was happening: a winter vacation! With the best company she could ask for- her boyfriend Luka.

The trip had started roughly, with rain and a traffic jam as soon as the couple left Paris. His lack of driving experience showed, not only for the 'newbie' sign at the back of the rented car, but also with his annoyingly slow speed. And sure, safety first, as her parents had said, but they had completely miscalculated the time it would take them on the road. In consequence, the shopping for supplies had been rushed, just before closing time, and they barely made it to sign the rental contract and get the keys before the office closed as well. Later, at night, the concert they had gone to had been amazing and, luckily, the bed they finally crashed into after a long day was nothing but comfortable and warm.

It was perfect.

Almost.

Because the slim thread of light that crossed through the slit of the window's dark curtain and angled with precision on her closed eyes that morning was annoying.

Marinette internally groaned. If it wasn't for the inappropriate sunrays, she would still be sleeping safe and sound: safe, because of the arms that surrounded her warmly; and sound, for the audible yet relaxing humming of her loved boyfriend (and her own snores too).

"Good morning" Luka finally decided to speak after noticing her shifting because of the sunlight. "It's mid-morning. Shall we wake up?"

"Hmmm" she stretched her legs and pushed closer to him, trying to avoid the sunlight. He smiled as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head, to her contentment.

"Do you want a coffee?"

"Hmm… Yes"

Warm coffee in bed, with Luka, while it was cold outside sounded like a little piece of bliss. Luka rolled to the side and sat down on the bed, putting his slippers on, ready to stand up. She immediately noticed her own mistake when she missed his body heat.

"Wait no! Don't go!" Her hands instinctively moved closer to hug his torso from behind. "Snuggles in bed?"

"Snuggles or coffee?" He chuckled, rubbing the arms surrounding him, interlacing their fingers and turning just enough to see her face.

"Both?"

Despite being weak to his girlfriend's pleading voice and the temptation of snuggles, Luka brought out all determination not to cave. He smiled fondly, placing a kiss on the back of her hand while skillfully releasing himself from her embrace. "I'll be back in a minute"

"Noooo" Marinette whined as he stood up and started walking away. Luka giggled, amused by her reaction: cute.

He exited their bedroom and moved to the open living-dining-kitchen. The bungalow they had rented was small, but very practical. Certainly more than enough for the two of them. And for the kwamis. The lack of neighbors made it even better, more private and quiet, ideal for those little noisy gods to play around without having to worry for them to be seen.

Luka's steps stopped at the window, and when he ran the curtain to look outside… his eyes opened wide.

"Wow… You have to see this, Marinette"

"Hm?" She mumbled, from the bedroom.

"C'mon, sleepyhead! Come here" He called, chuckling at her lazy mumble. Soon enough, clumsy feet hopped to him rapidly and her arms wrapped around him in search of some warmth.

"Cold"

"It is," he smiled, naturally returning her embrace. "Look"

He pointed outside, and Marinette's eyes opened wide, sparkling at the sight.

"Woah-! Snow!" She jumped closer, not letting go. "There's snow, Luka!"

"Yes, there is."

He loved her excited grin. She was dazzling. And he couldn't stop his lips from curving up watching her bright smile.

"Let's go!" She pulled him and then ran towards the door.

"Huh? What about coffee?" He asked, but she was already putting her boots on.

"Not now!"

"And snuggles?" He tried.

"Later!" She rushed and opened the door wide, too mesmerized to worry much about the change of temperature, despite her shivering "Aaahh!! Snow!!"

"Marinette, wait! You're still wearing your pajamas! At least put a coat on! And gloves!"

"Ah-!" she stopped mid-door realizing. She put on her thickest coat that Luka handed her and the gloves she had inside it's pocket and immediately ran outside to touch the snow. "C'mon, Luka!"

"Fine, fine…" he didn't bother to change either. With his boots, coat, gloves and a knit hat on, he soon followed after her. When he reached his girlfriend, he handed her a pink knit hat that she immediately put on.

"It's so nice!" The girl laughed, stepping on the snow fully unaware of Luka's smirk.

"Marinette-"

"Hm?"

She turned around to his calling and-

Pooff

A snowball hit her forehead.

"Oh, no! I'm sorry! I wasn't aiming for your face!" She quickly covered her face with her hand and he reached closer to check on her, with worry. "Are you ok?"

Before he could see her face she turned to him and-

Pooff

A snowball hit straight to his face.

"Hahahah payback!" She bent her middle while laughing.

"So you choose war…" his eyebrow arched and his smirk turned up playfully.

"You started!" She stuck her tongue out. "Besid-" Another snowball almost hit her as she was about to talk, but she dodged it skillfully. "Ha! You miss-!"

Pooff

Before she could celebrate another smaller snowball hit her from another angle.

"Hey! That's not fair! You should be helping me and not him, Sass!"

"Ssssorry! Luka promissssed to give me a feasssst and to play my favorite ssssong if I helped him!" Luka shared a knowing look with his kwami.

"Sneaky you!" She protested, but Luka dodged the snowball she threw at him.

"It's no use. You should know by now that it is important to have good allies in battle!"

Oh, Marinette knew that too well. She had no doubts that the final battle against Hawkmoth and all that preceded it wouldn't have ended as well if Luka hadn't been with her, her closest and most reliable ally to lean on. When he confessed he knew about her secret identity, she had regretted not having told him earlier.

Oh, and talking about allies...

"Tikki!! Help me!" Marinette called. But Tikki stared at them from the other side of the window, shivering and covering herself with the curtains. "Tikki!! C'mon!" The kwami ignored Marinette’s call for help. Before the human girl could complain, another snowball fell on her head. "Ouch!"

The snowballs kept flying from one side to the other, taking cover behind the few trees and bushes of the wide garden, laughing filling the space.

"Well? Do you surrender, Marinette?"

"Never!"

She knew she was at a disadvantage, but the words 'surrender' and ‘give up’ weren't in her vocabulary. Cornered by Luka on one side and Sass at the other and without anywhere to take cover she relied on her last resort.

"HIYAAAH!"

She charged against Luka, tackling him to the not so deep snow mat on the floor, her body over his.

"You cheater! That's not how a snowball fight works!" Luka laughed, pulling her closer in a tight hug.

"Everything is allowed in battle! And I won! That's all that matters!" She raised her face to meet his eyes and grinned.

He chuckled "You little mi-" ‘mischievous?’ she expected. "Miraculous girl" he unexpectedly ended, kissing the top of her nose. "You're too cute"

She flustered, hiding the reddish color in his chest. "That's not fair…"

"Didn't you just say everything is allowed in battle?" He smirked and she sank her face on his chest deeper as she shook her head lightly in disagreement.

If it was cold- they didn't mind it. They were pretty warm and cozy holding each other closely, despite his back being sunk in the snow.

"Is the snow battle over now?"

Sass's question brought them back to reality.

"Yes, Sass. Thank you for your help. There's some tofu in the fridge. You can take one pack. I'll prepare more for you later, your favorite."

"Thhhhhank you, Luka!" Sass’ tail bounced happily and the pair looked amusedly as Sass flew away, crossing through the window where Tikki had been some minutes ago. Then, Marinette rolled to the side, her back on the snow, next to Luka. They shared a smile.

"Do you want to play more with the snow or-"

"Snow angels!" She proclaimed. "I want to do it!"

"Sure. Let's do it"

'Her enthusiasm is contagious,' Luka thought.

Marinette laughed as she moved her arms and legs, spreading up and down against the snow. When her arms were stretched towards Luka, her hands bumped into Luka's arm.

"You're too close! It's not going to look good!" Her cheeks pumped up, lips puckered as she stood up to let herself fall on the snow a bit further away. He looked entertained at her excitement and copied her action, making sure he left enough space for her to move freely without him being in the way. "This feels great, Luka! So much fun!"

At this point, Luka was just relishing watching Marinette play. She blushed when she looked to her side and found him staring at her with those enamored eyes of his. Arm strengthened, he pulled himself slightly closer, just enough to approach her hand, carefully, so he didn't destroy her snow angel. She gladly took it without a second thought.

"I'm so happy, Luka" she squeezed her hand in his. "This place is super lovely and I have the best company I could ever wish for. I love you. I'm so glad to have you in my life"

"The feeling is mutual, Marinette" he hummed a melody, and she listened closely, letting herself get lost into it. "Do you want to head back or do you want to play more with the snow?" He asked.

"I want to make a snowman!" She exclaimed.

"Sure" he smiled at her begging eyes. "But why don't we have lunch first? I heard your stomach rumble"

"You heard!?" She blushed.

"Yes, I did. I'm hungry too. Let's cook and eat first and work on the snowman later? We can have our coffee after lunch"

"Sounds great!" She grinned.

"And what about the snuggles? Do you still want them?" He teased.

"Of course I do! All day! Next to the fireplace!" She daydreamed out loud. "But only when the snowman is finished!"

"Very well" he chuckled, his back straight up. "Let's hurry inside. It's freezing here" he stood up and moved in front of Marinette, who took his hand to help herself up to her feet with a quiet "thank you". He pulled her hand tightly. "You know, Marinette? I was thinking that maybe the kwamis will want to help us with the snowman"

"Oh! What a great idea!" Marinette's eyes filled with sparkles. "It's been a while since they've been outside the box! I bet they'll love it!" Her eyes looked at the window and she spotted Tikki frowning her brows. Marinette's expression mimicked the kwami's. "Well- as long as they're not as weak to the cold as Tikki…"

Luka snickered at the glare Marinette gave to the red kwami. He didn't expect her to be so hurt by her kwami's betrayal over a playful match. The scene was somewhat funny to him.

"Marinette, I-" Tikki called as soon as the girl entered the house, but Marinette tilted her head up and to the side with an annoyed "Hmph!" and moved to the bedroom to change her clothes.

Luka and Sass approached the kwami, who was sulking. "Don't worry, Tikki. She understands you dislike the cold. She's just a bit hurt"

"But…"

“You should help us to build the snowman later. It will be fun and I'm sure Marinette will be pleased. And if you need help with her, we’re here” Luka assured, and Sass nodded.

"Okay"

Tikki was still a bit unsure when Luka left to start lighting the fireplace. The guitarist didn't think the day he was going to use Anarka's survival skills teachings would come, but there he was- lighting a fire with logs and kindling. Tikki and Sass watched him carefully light the fire, learning while being fascinated with the flames growing taller. With the fireplace ready, Marinette approached to warm up beside it while waiting for Luka to come back with dry clothes on.

"Luka! I'm going to cook for you!" She informed him, with her apron on. "I want to thank you for always being so wonderful to me"

He had just finished hanging his winter clothes next to hers by the fireplace with Sass and Tikki's help when she spoke.

"Let's cook together, then" he rolled his sleeves up as he walked towards the kitchen.

"Eh? But-!"

"I want to thank you and show you my appreciation for you as well."

"You don't have to! You already spoil me all the time… I want to spoil you too!"

"You do spoil me, Marinette. Every minute you spend with me, I feel like the most fortunate person in the world"

"That’s not true! You're the one spoiling me! Why won't you let me spoil you!?" She whined.

"What do you want to eat? Should I cut some vegetables?" He tied his apron on.

"Luka! I was talking-!" She started, but he gave her that innocent look of his as he got a knife and had a couple of leeks ready in his hands. "Ah- yes, vegetables are good, if you please"

Argh- Lucky her how Hawkmoth never realized Luka was her weakness.

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Marinette had already known from previous (multiple) occasions, but she really liked how well she and Luka worked together. Be it with fashion and art sense, cooking or fighting akumas. They understood each other without words, almost as if they could read the other's minds. And she loved it. The calm and assurance that Luka gave her made her relax and feel at peace. It almost seemed like a brand new feeling, after years of daily stress from her double life routine.

Luka was her safe place.

A very special person she loved and wanted to keep close by in her life forever.

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Marinette released the kwamis while the quiche was in the oven. Some of them immediately sought for warmth by the fireplace that Sass was feeding with more logs, following Luka’s instructions. Apparently, a few kwamis also disliked the freezing weather as much as Tikki did, the humans noticed. Meanwhile, Pollen, Kaalki, Roarr and Ziggy searched for items to decorate the snowman later and the other kwamis played around the room while Luka played his acoustic guitar and Marinette knitted.

"Tikki" Marinette called her kwami. "Come here, please"

Nervous, the creation kwami nodded and reached her human friend, who had her hands closed. "Yes…?"

"This is for you," the human girl said to the kwami's surprise. When she opened what was hiding in her hands, Tikki was speechless in delight.

"That’s-"

"I knitted you warm clothes. Now you have no excuse not to come play with us, ok?" She winked.

"Marinette!! I love it! Thank you!!" Tikki flew to hug her smiling face tightly. "I'm sorry for earlier!"

Marinette giggled at the tears of joy spilled by the kwami and returned the embrace. "I know, Tikki. I'm not mad. I know you would come and help me no matter how cold it was outside if I was in real danger. You already proved so many times." If the kwami wasn't red they would have noticed her blushing. "But I wanted you to come and play with us, too. It's rare to have free time like this, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is. You worked very hard these past years and I'm very proud of you! I'll be very happy to help with the snowman!" She grinned, wearing the robe and its hoodie on.

"Good!" Marinette grinned. "Why don't you go help Kaalki and the others then?"

"Okay!" Tikki flew away to join the rest of the kwamis.

"Tikki! Your robe looks so cute! I want one too, guardian!" "Me too!" "And me!"

"Fine, fine" Marinette giggled, knitting a few more pieces of clothing for all of them- or at least for the ones who disliked the cold.

Luka continued playing his guitar, but he couldn't help but to smile fondly at the happy sight. The moment he made eye contact with the ladybug kwami, he made sure to wink in reassurance and the kwami smiled brightly in response.

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After lunch and coffee, Marinette, Luka and the kwamis went outside to build the snowman. They worked playfully while singing the song from Disney’s movie Frozen altogether (Longg sang it in Japanese, to everyone’s surprise). Marinette and Luka chuckled as she admired Fluff’s effort not to eat the carrot used as the snowman’s nose.

Before they could give the snowman its final touch, the ladybug themed knit hat suggested by Tikki, a strong gust of wind made the piece of clothing fly away with it.

"Oh- no! Come back!" Marinette straightened her arm, trying to catch it, but Luka pushed her the other way as the wind became stronger. A few branches fell down to the snow covered floor.

"Marinette, everyone! Inside! Now!" Luka yelled.

"But the hat!" Marinette protested.

"When the weather improves! Now let's get safe inside!"

Once safe inside, the kwamis and Marinette looked at the snowman with puppy eyes through the window.

"The snowman will be cold…" one kwami lamented. "Can't we really go get it real quick?"

"I want to. Maybe it's still close if we hurry-"

"No, you can't," Luka settled, cutting Marinette's suggestion short.

"But you bought that hat for me, Luka! It's important to me!"

"It's just a hat, Marinette. There's nothing as important to me as your safety." Marinette let her body weight fall onto Luka, wrapping her arms around his middle and she rubbed her back with care. "Let's go search for it when the wind and the snow stop, ok?"

"Will we find it?" She mumbled sadly into his clothes.

"Well- I can't say. But we have luck on our side, don't we?" He touched her earrings with his eyes.

"You, dork!" She giggled at his comment. "But well- it's true that I do feel very lucky with you. Plus we do have the best little allies!"

He laughed back and wrapped her even closer, lifting her slightly to the air. After a few awkward steps, he let themselves fall down on the couch, by the fireplace. He smirked at her confused face. "Now- snuggles?"

"Yes!" She laughed cozily, hugging her boyfriend even closer.

They didn't need to ask before the kwamis brought them a blanket and joined them around.

‘Definitely the best allies’, they agreed.

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They spent the rest of the afternoon there, cozy, snuggling together with the warmth of the fireplace, with the kwamis either playing around the fire or nestling with the couple under the blanket.

“I really needed this vacation… It’s been a very long while since I’ve felt so nice… maybe never,” Marinette hugged him tighter. “Thank you for taking me here, Luka”

“Thank you for coming with me, Marinette” He kissed the top of her head and returned the embrace, making sure the blanket covered her properly. His efforts turned out worthless as she changed positions, rose up to kiss his lips lovingly and settled comfortably between his face and his shoulder. He readjusted the blanket over them.

Maybe they were away from Paris, from their families, from their friends… and from the flat they were going to move into together next month…

But being there, safely snuggled in each other's arms…? It was very, very nice…

At home.

As for the kwamis? They were noisy, sure, but it was joyful being able to let them play freely like that.

A happy family she wanted to keep forever.

“Let’s come back next year,” she suggested with excitement. “And every year from now on…” she dared, expectantly.

He looked at her in surprise, but immediately softened at what she implied.

Luka knew he wanted her forever… The little box he kept hidden inside his guitar case was proof enough. Besides, Valentine's day was around the corner. Maybe it was about time to pop the question…

“Every year from now on sounds wonderful,” he whispered in delight.

“Good!” Marinette squished her lips into his cheek and took cover once again into his shoulder. She was quite sure he was blushing, but the warmth from the fireplace made it hard to tell.

Their wide smiles left no trace of doubt about their love and happiness, though.

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The next day, the wind and snow had stopped. Together, with the kwamis, they finished the snowman. Luckily, the ladybug themed knit hat got stuck in a bush nearby and Tikki found it easily. She had wanted to help despite the cold, and Marinette had rewarded her, gladly, with hand-made macarons.

On the third day, the snow melted, including the snowman. The kwamis teared up and cried at their loss, but the sun was out and the weather was very nice for a stroll amid nature and a picnic. The day turned out to be really enjoyable.

During their little vacation, Luka composed a few songs- all of them about Marinette- and Marinette sketched a few designs- based on Luka (and a few of the kwamis). They shared plenty of kisses- too many to count-, cuddled a lot beside the fireplace cozily, whispered hundreds of ‘I love you’, tenderly, to each other’s ears and made love for the first time when they felt naturally ready for it.

They never failed to inspire, love and support each other.

And when their vacation ended, they were sad to leave the bungalow behind, but made sure to leave the reservation for next year and for the same dates paid beforehand.

And that next time, when they returned, Marinette wore a shiny engagement band on her ring finger, expected to soon be substituted by a wedding band that matched her now fiancé and future husband, Luka.

Year after year, they kept the tradition and they agreed to call it ‘the best days of the year’.

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