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felinettenovember · 7 months ago

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will Felinette November continue this year?

Nope, please see our previous posts in regards to why.

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Hello will Felinette November still continue?

Hi Anon!

Both @felixmonth & @felinettenovember will not be continued this year due to lack of interest, as mentioned here.

#felix month #felinette november

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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hii is this felinette november for pv/canon/fanon felinette or only pv? <3

Hello!

Felix Month & Felinette November have always been for all versions of Felix, but we will no longer be continuing due to lack of interest. Sorry, anon!

#felinette november #felix month

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Day 2: Failure

Felix was running through the halls. He had no destination in mind except away.

“Felix, you need to transform and save the day!” A tiny red being floated alongside him.

“Nope, I’m not ready to deal with you yet! I need time to process!”

A moment passed. “You’ve known about me since your first day in Paris. What is there to process?”

“Marinette was akumatized! That’s what there is to process! She is- was- Ladybug, and it was my job to protect her!”

“No one gave you that responsibility.”

“My unofficial job!”

“Look-“

“I failed, bug-creature.” Felix stopped running. The far off sounds of the akuma had died off, leaving an uncomfortable quiet. “Ladybug was this untouchable, infallible goddess who protected the whole city, and I found out who she was. I touched her, I saw her fall. She protected the whole city, and I protected her. But I failed. She was akumatised because I couldn’t protect her.”

Felix crumpled onto the floor, hanging his head. “Who’s to say I won’t fail her again?”

The creature flew down to Felix’s face. “Marinette always believed in you.”

“Yeah? Well, look where that got her.”

The creature glared at Felix with big disappointed eyes. Felix turned away from it.

“You know, she tried to give you a miraculous a bunch of times. She thought you would be a great teammate.”

Felix just hugged his knees tighter, in an attempt to block out the talking.

“Oh, I get it. The trust of the great protector of Paris isn’t enough for you.”

“I-I never-“

“Well how about the trust of me, the one who provides Ladybug with her powers?” The creature flew up, and wind began to swirl around it. “I, Tikki, the mighty goddess of creation, find you, Felix, worthy of the powers of the ladybug miraculous!”

“You're making a mistake.”

The mystical wind stopped as Tikki groaned. “You are incredibly stubborn, Felix, why not use that for a good cause? Ladybug learned on her first day that sometimes you don’t do it right the first time, but even so, you must keep going. You have already done that, staying by my holder’s side during hard times. This is her darkest moment yet, and she needs you now, more than ever.”

Felix glared at Tikki, who was floating in front of him. “You are obnoxiously persistent, goddess of creation.”

“So are you. Ready to save a ladybug?”

Felix stood up, brushed off his clothes, and clipped the earrings onto his ears.

“I’m ready to save Marinette.”

This is like canon-adjacent to reveal AU, because I don't actually intend on akumatizing Marinette within the story.

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#felinette november 2022 #Day 2

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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TAG WAR: LAST LINE

I got tagged by @wyleriseverything

Rules: in a new post you show the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words.

"Or at least they would be if his pupils weren't so big, he could barely see any color at all."

This is from a new fic I'm writing that takes place when Jerome breaks into Bruce's place after he comes back to life. Instead of dragging him to his carnival a whole new scene happens at the house 👀 this line is describing Jerome's eyes at the moment.

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Sé que ya terminó,pero adoro el ship y aún así quería hacerlo <3

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Felinette Week 2022

Here it is! I wanted to try doing a short comic based on all of the prompts this year. Some of the prompt usage may seem abstract, but I tried 😅 This is Office AU canon adjacent, meaning it’s based off of my AU but isn’t necessarily something that happens. It was just a thought I had to make them trapped in a closet with heightened tension~~~

Thank you to the wonderful people over at @felinettenovember for putting this event together! 💖

Prompt List:

Day 1 - Spice

Day 2 - Failure

Day 3 - Lightning

Day 4 - Blush

Day 5 - Imposition

Day 6 - Trespass

Day 7 - Dusk

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Felinette Week 2022 ✨ Day 7 - Dusk

Comic continuation, see previous links below for the beginning! Prompts by @felinettenovember

And that’s the end! Thank you for following this week, I’ll share all of the panels together into one post tomorrow 💖

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 << • >> Full Comic (coming November 27)

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Dawn and Dusk

PV Felinette

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[day 1] [day 2] [day 3] [day 4] [day 5] [part 6] [part 7]

Felinette November Prompt Week, Day 7, Sun. (Nov 27): Dawn & Dusk

Hey guys! The last story for @felinettenovember week!

! TRIGGER WORNING FOR ANXIETY ATTACK and FEAR OF THE DARK !

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She wakes up, sits up in bed and looks into the darkness of the night room.

In the gap between the curtains, she sees the sky, – still dark, but no longer as dark as midnight, because dawn is about to come and the horizon will begin to brighten, chasing the darkness of the night, – along with all its fears and anxieties, – away.

Her thoughts go back to that night, many years ago, when she was still afraid of the darkness that filled the space between dusk and dawn...

[Flashback]

This school evening didn’t portend any changes in her life. Just another event where she would fantasize about being invited to dance by one particular person, and will be approached by anyone but him.

But as soon as the sunset burned out, dance music began to play in the large school hall and Marinette took her usual waiting spot near the exit – simply because from here she had a good view of most of the hall and she could pine after the boy she liked while watching him from a distance, – the light turned off.

Not only did the lights go out, but apparently the power went out because the music stopped and all she could see was darkness, and all she could hear was the noise of worried students.

Overcoming her long-standing fear of the dark, Marinette swallowed, clenched her teeth, and holding on to the wall headed for the exit, – if there was an Akuma responsible for this somewhere, which wouldn’t be surprising since Hawk Moth liked to attack her school during public events, – she needed to transform and find them...

Walking down a dark corridor away from the bulk of the people and reaching the nearest class, Marinette called to the room, checking to see if anyone was there, but no one answered her. She went in and closed the door behind her before calling for Tikki.

“Do you think it’s an Akuma?” The girl asked, going to the window, where was the brightest spot in the room, but the light was still extremely dim, because it came only from the moon – all city buildings and street lamps within her visibility were also shrouded in darkness. “It will be difficult for me to jump around the rooftops in such darkness without night vision, but I’ll probably have to do it anyway…”

“I’m not sure, Marinette.” The kwami replied with hesitation. “Perhaps it’s…” Tikki trailed off and slid back into her chosen’s purse as the door opened and someone entered the class.”

“Is there someone here?” A familiar male voice asked, and after hearing it, Marinette immediately became calmer in this darkness, from which unpleasant goosebumps were running down her back.

“Felix!” She breathed out in relief, – although she was looking for solitude herself, it was only when Marinette was alone in the dark that she realized how unprepared she was for this.

“Miss Dupain-Cheng…” He responded courteously, if a little irritably, as if he wasn’t happy to find her here. “I didn’t mean to disturb you, excuse me.” He said hastily and the door opened again, which only meant that he was about to leave.

The prospect of being alone with the darkness that frightened her, – which didn’t seem anything special in the light of street lamps and windows, but which aroused some primitive horror in her now, when there were no usual sources of light around, – terrified her even more than the fear of looking ridiculous, and with a loud cry of “No!” Marinette rushed to the door to stop him from leaving.

Almost blind in the darkness, she stumbled on the flat floor and collapsed into his arms, thankfully ready for her clumsiness. “I… am sorry, F-felix…” Marinette muttered as the boy helped her straighten up. “I didn’t mean to… I… Of course you can go… I just… I…”

At the thought that he would leave and she would be left alone, Marinette felt her breath become difficult, and the gray shadows around her began to merge into a blur of gloom, and her shoulders shook with uncontrollable trembling.

“...cheng… Marinette… Marinette!” Reached her blurred consciousness and the girl tried to focus her eyes on his face, which was barely visible in the darkness of the classroom – away from the window. “Can you hear my voice, Marinette? Breathe with me, do you hear? Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out…”

“I… you… go… dark… dark…” Marinette muttered as she struggled to understand what was happening and continued to choke on the air. Now there were no specific frightening thoughts in her head, but just a diffuse anxiety that didn’t allow her to calm down.

She felt the ring of his arms tighten around her, and the warmth of his closeness eased her anxiety slightly, though Marinette was still unable to regain her breath. “I’m here…” His low voice whispered, as softly as she’d ever heard Felix speak, as if penetrating her mind and displacing her anxiety. “I’m here, with you, Marinette…”

Her body began to relax and go limp against his chest, then she felt the hot stream of his breath right on her face as Felix leaned down to her. As if it was the most correct, the most natural action in the world, his lips found hers, and a completely different shiver went down Marinette’s back, – warm and enveloping, calming and exciting, but with a completely different emotion.

His kiss was very slow, and as tender as she would never have expected it to be from a man as cold on the outside as Felix seemed to be. His hands slightly loosened their grip on her, as if letting her take that part of the control over her body that she already could, overcoming her anxiety.

When his lips completely stopped, not moving away from hers however, but continuing to slowly breathe into them, and sending more and more waves of warmth and relaxation down her back, – Marinette pulled away from his face a little, as if to look into his eyes – if only it were possible in such darkness.

“Felix…” She whispered under her breath, peering into the outlines of his face and not being able to see them clearly.

Was this his way of stopping her anxiety attack? If so, it definitely worked, but her poor heart wasn’t sure it was ready to pay for it with its subsequent disappointment...

“Perhaps confessing my feelings to you is just as good now as it is any other time…” He spoke softly, and loosened his grip on her even more. “Forgive me… I shouldn’t have… I just…”

Felix let go of her completely, and Marinette instantly felt how cold it seemed without his embrace, and her next words seemed as natural in this darkness as the touch of his lips a little earlier. “I love you, Felix…” She whispered, and before he had a chance to escape, she pulled him by the neck towards her.

Felix sucked in a sharp breath, – as if her words burned his chest from the inside with the same heat as his words burned hers, – and his next kiss was already more insistent and desperate, as if he was afraid that she would escape and leave him alone, and not vice versa…

“Do you think it’s an Akuma?” Marinette asked in a low voice some time later, when she was recovering from the several passionate kisses they shared in the darkness and that made her breathless.

“The Akuma alarm system is self-powered, so regardless of access to city electricity, we would have heard the alarm.” Felix answered authoritatively. “Probably there was some kind of breakdown in the city power plant.”

“You… will you stay with me until the breakdown is fixed?” She asked carefully, afraid to frighten off what was happening between them.

Felix hugged her tighter in his arms and kissed her hair. “Until then, and then until you let me.” He answered.

Marinette relaxed and closed her eyes, where a warm darkness met her.

But it seemed that she would no longer be afraid of this gap between dusk and dawn. There was a lot of happiness hiding in it, after all...

[End of flashback]

She sees the dawn begin to creep up, slowly but surely, penetrating the sky and unavoidably resurrecting light.

She turns away from the window and watches her husband sleep, his chest rising and falling calmly, the light strands of hair tangled on his forehead.

Her attention is drawn by quick light steps in the hallway and the door opens. “Mommy, can I stay with you and daddy?” Little blonde girl asks from the threshold.

“Of course, honey.” She says, and when little feet run up to the bed and slide under the covers between her and her husband, burrowing deeper, she adds. “You can always come to me, my girl, daddy and I are always with you.”

“I love you, mommy…” Her daughter mutters back, – her eyes already closed as she falls asleep almost instantly.

She looks around the slowly brightening room once more and lies down too, burrowing under the covers together with her family.

While the dawn is coming, she still has time to get more sleep and enjoy the rest of the fading darkness.

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Day 7 - Dawn 🌄🔆

NEARLY forgot to post this!! but here it is!!!!! the last day :DD

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Roomies | 7 - Dawn and Dusk

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Felix found her on a roof of their apartment, sitting on the ledge as she watched the first rays of light kiss the bluish sky. Ladybug looked so small with her knees curled up to her chest and her arms embracing them. When he looked more closely, he noticed her sketchpad propped up on her legs.

"Can't sleep?" Shadow asked.

She stuck her tongue out playfully. "I actually slept early. You saw me last night."

"Why turn into an early bird?"

Ladybug showed her rough sketch: a floor-length dress flaring out at the bottom. Labels of colors dotted around the perimeter of the piece. Shadow sat down next to her to get a better look. "I'm going for a sunrise-inspired look," she explained. "And I wanted to see the real thing for it."

"It looks nice," he mumbled, resting his head on top of her shoulder. She stiffened for a millisecond at the sudden contact, but relaxed into him.

"You seem tired."

"Believe it or not, I actually stayed up tonight."

She gasped dramatically. "You? Stayed up? I think the apartment is too small for two insomniacs now."

"It was just tonight. I was restless." He moved his head, completely burying his face on the crook of her neck. She smells good. Why does she always smell good? Her hand immediately darted up to stroke him behind his cat ears and through his hair.

"You okay?" Ladybug asked quietly.

"It's . . ." He paused. "It's nothing."

"I can order something so you don't have to cook," she offered. "So you can rest."

"No, it's better that I keep myself awake. My sleeping schedule will be ruined."

"Your sleeping schedule was ruined when you stayed up."

He managed a little grunt, snuggling closer to her. She was warm. So warm. Her touch seemed to calm his biting nerves as her soft voice prompted his heartbeat to race yet again.

Ladybug stopped stroking. "You sure you don't want to talk about it?"

"Would you want to talk about it?"

"What?" she blinked.

"What?"

"What do you mean by that?'"

Shadow bit his tongue. He'd said too much. "No. Nevermind. I'll talk about it some other time."

She hummed. "Okay."

He was about to pull away when she shifted her legs and moved both of them down from the ledge. Ladybug put her sketchpad and pencil to the side and tugged him down so that they were both lying down on the rooftop, with his arm secure around her waist and his face on her hair. They became an audience to the dissipating dark, the slow takeover of the bright morning.

Shadow yawned. A purr might have escaped when she started to caress his hair again.

"Good?" she asked.

"Yes. Good." He breathed out, slowly succumbing to his heavy eyelids. Comfy. Home. Her.

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A long day of school, chores and akumas drained the both of them. By the time the sky had changed its shades, they were ready to collapse back on the rooftop of their apartment building. And that's exactly what they did; Ladybug fell over her partner as they both mumbled their detransformation words together.

"This day sucked," she groaned.

"We should get a big dinner," said Felix.

"Can we stay here for a bit?"

"Of course."

Marinette squeezed herself deeper into his embrace. Their legs were loosely twined, their arms touching. She didn't mind the hard cement below her or perhaps she was too tired to care.

She peeked at her roommate, who wore a faraway look in his eyes. She didn't want to assume that she knew exactly what was bothering him but if it was anything similar to her current dilemma . . .

"About this morning," Felix began.

"Yeah?" Did he want to talk about it?

"I . . ." His hold on her tightened.

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."

"But I want to. I need to." She noted the weakness, the urgency in his tone.

Felix breathed deeply. She seldom saw him on edge like this, a bundle of stress and uneasiness. But she rubbed the top of his chest where his heart was as a way of telling him that everything was okay.

"Marinette, I---"

"I love you."

He froze.

"That was what you wanted to say, right?" She said shakily. "I---I feel the same way, Fe. I know it's scary to say it and risk what we have but I really, really, really wanted to let you know already."

When she looked up at him, he was staring at her with wide eyes, irises showing a mix of emotions. He slowly moved them both into a sitting position with his arm still around her. Marinette grew afraid that he meant to tell her something else or that she confessed at the worst possible time.

Then he started to lean forward.

Felix stopped a few centimeters away, not from his hesitance but to give her a choice. She was the one to close the gap, bringing her lips to his and kissing him slowly. His hands wove into her hair as she brought hers to his cheek. He was gentle. Caring. She felt the same calmness she always found with Felix.

They parted for a moment before she chased another soft kiss. He reciprocated with a kiss on her forehead.

"So . . ." His eyes now brimmed with unbridled fondness as a smile graced his lips. "Dinner?"

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Prompt: Impostor

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#felinette week 2022 #Day 6

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felinettenovember · 2 years ago

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Travel and Trespass

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Felinette November Prompt Week, Day 6, Sat. (Nov 26): Travel & Trespass

Hey guys! Time Travel shenanigans - for @felinettenovember week and for you!

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He heard a woman’s laugh and stopped.

No female laughter had been heard in his huge cold house for a long time, and now, sneaking through it in his superhero disguise, Felix felt like a trespasser, intruding into someone else’s territory.

And it wasn’t because of Chat Noir’s black suit, or even that laugh that didn’t seem alien but sounded like it was supposed to sound here. It was just that the house looked different to him, – not like the one he was used to. He couldn’t tell what exactly was different, – some smallest, almost imperceptible details of domestic comfort, – but these walls and corridors no longer seemed to him cold and repulsive as before.

Frankly, Felix didn’t even understand why he was at home.

He had just been fighting an Akuma next to Ladybug, and a moment later his mind flared with a bright light, and he landed on the floor in one of the back halls of his house.

Of course, the right thing to do was to jump out the nearest window and return to the battlefield, – maybe this was Akuma’s power – to move one of the opponents to a distance so that it would be easier to defeat the other, – but something made him go along the long corridors. A weird feeling that he violated the boundaries of someone else’s property, even though it was definitely the house in which Felix grew up.

He approached the room from which cheerful female laughter was coming and peered cautiously through the half-open door. And at the sight of what was happening inside, his eyes widened involuntarily, – although nothing special happened there.

A tall, blonde man walked over to a chair and flopped into it, book in hand, with the obvious intention of reading. A short young woman with dark flowing hair caught up with him and sat across his knees and hugged his neck, forcing him to push the book away. She said something softly and laughed again, and the man laughed with her.

The usual warm family scene, apart from the reality-shattering fact that the man was Felix himself.

Maybe he was taller, or shorter, or had slightly darker skin, or not, and he definitely seemed happier then Felix had ever been, – but it was him.

And also this other Felix with the girl in the chair, – he was laughing.

He actually laughed sincerely and with pleasure. So genuinely, as if he was really happy.

Felix couldn’t say he remembered when in his life he had been happy enough to laugh like that.

Or laugh at all...

His life wasn’t conducive to joy.

A tough schedule chosen by someone else for him, a cold aloof father, a mother who disappeared to no one knows where, and eternal Akumas, for the sake of a fight with whom he had to manage to escape so that no one noticed his absence...

And although Felix was always glad to see Ladybug, she continued to reject his feelings, – so even in their meetings there was no place for such a full-fledged joy that he was now witnessing in his double, who was hugging a dark-haired girl.

Chat Noir opened the door soundlessly and slipped to the other side of the doorway, improving the viewing angle slightly.

Now he could even better see the man’s softly smiling face, albeit from a side, but there could be no mistake. Wherever the Akuma moved him – probably to a parallel universe where he was granted happiness or to an imaginary reality, – but it was definitely Felix Agreste.

Some version of him, anyway.

The hero turned his attention to the girl, examining her dark hair with a bluish shade, a red ribbon tied around a small strand at the back – more for beauty than for its functionality, a comfortable knee-length home dress.

She turned to the opposite from the chair wall and looked at the tall antique clock, and the first thing Felix could say about her when he saw her face was how beautiful she was.

The second thing he could say about her was that this girl was Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

His eyes widened for the second time during his visit to this familiar-unfamiliar house, and Felix felt a shiver run through his whole body...

While he was picking up the pieces of his just exploded image of life, the girl turned back to the other Felix and gave him a short kiss on the lips. They continued to have a quiet conversation, the essence of which was elusive to him, because now Felix could only think about the fact how happy the man in the chair looked, that he clearly was very comfortable with her, and that this reality could only be a parallel universe and not some version of his own future.

Because A) Felix himself was hopelessly in love with Ladybug, B) his Marinette seemed too shy to ever express her feelings so directly, and C) he had long stopped thinking about what his happiness could be, considering it worthless.

But for some reason, now, when he watched this couple, none of these points seemed to him so unshakable anymore, and if one day Felix allowed himself to imagine his happiness again, perhaps that is exactly what it would look like.

“What did you fall in love with me for?..” The low voice of a man from the armchair reached his ears and Chat Noir tensed, trying to catch her answer, because due to his severity and detachment acquired from his father, Felix also never understood Marinette’s sympathy for him and therefore he couldn’t fully believe in her feelings.

Marinette laughed softly again, as if to show that his words couldn’t be taken seriously. “You know, my mom always said that people love not for something but in spite of everything.” She said, and pressed her lips to his in a long kiss, which seemed to Chat Noir endless, because by the time a bright light flashed before his eyes again, it still hadn’t ended...

As soon as he felt a hard surface under his feet, Ladybug hit his chest with her hand, – not painful, but quite tangibly. “You put yourself under the hit instead of me again, Chat!” She exclaimed indignantly. “Promise me you won’t do it again!”

Chat Noir focused his attention on his partner and shook his head slightly, trying to come to his senses and drive away the strange obsession he had just seen. “You know I can’t promise you that, my lady.” He said softly, – his thoughts still partly in that other reality. “I love you and can’t act otherwise.”

If there was a possibility that he had just traveled to the future, it would have to mean that he would have fallen out of love with Ladybug, because with the man in the chair, he definitely saw Marinette...

And even if it wasn’t his future, but some kind of parallel reality or even a hallucination, it suddenly began to seem to Felix that his real life wasn’t so far from it as it seemed to him at first. Because Marinette was so caring and gentle, she was always there for him – in quiet conversation in the library or with extra pasta ‘accidentally’ brought to school by her – just the one he liked. He himself didn’t understand why he still didn’t give a chance to their relationship, after all, Ladybug loved someone else...

“What have I done to you that you are in love with me?” The heroine suddenly asked.

Chat Noir frowned and looked at her confused, not quite understanding the question. “You didn’t do anything, my lady.” He replied quietly. “I just love you. I don’t know for what exactly…”

Ladybug looked thoughtfully into the distance and sighed. “My mother always said that people love not for something but in spite of everything.” She spoke, then turned to him and smiled. “Okay, Kitty, I’ll be de-transforming soon, so I’ll see you on patrol, bye!”

And she fled, leaving her stunned partner to watch her go.

When the first shock of realization receded a little, Chat Noir finally released the air stuck in his throat and allowed himself to relax for a moment.

At least now he knew that it was a time travel Akuma. And if not, then he will make sure that the reality he saw becomes his future in any case.

His happy future.

With Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

With Ladybug.

With a girl who now he could let himself love without any limits.

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