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Le Chat Et Le Serpent - Chapter 58

Please note that the entirety of this story is a ****TRIGGER WARNING***** - mentions of child abuse, graphic violence, alcohol use, mental health, suicide, suicidal ideation, self-harm - basically a constant blow of pain towards the characters - as well as some "steamier" moments.

Chapter Summary:

The group discusses possibilities going forward. How will Luka and Alya solve the problem of the rings?

The song is the same as the last chapter - Angel With A Shotgun

I'm an angel with a shotgun

Fighting til' the wars won

I don't care if heaven won't take me back

I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe

Angel With a Shotgun by The Cab

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Luka was greeted by Alya's snort. "What? Did you steal Adrien's aviators? How's that disguise working for ya, Johnny Cash?"

"Shit." Luka held his smoke between his teeth as he let out a raspy laugh.

"You ready to start a rebellion?" Alya shoved her hands in her pockets as they stepped onto the sidewalk.

"Do you think they'll really go for it? Chat Noir and Ladybug are the staples that created this group." Luka paused at the front of the store. They'd all be going in the back, but he still couldn't fathom that Adrien had bought this shop for him. It was more than perfect. The only thing wrong with it was that he and Adrien didn't get to work on it together.

"I think we can't make it seem like it's a choice. Because," Alya paused to rub her belly, "it's really not."

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Holding his arm stiff, Luka tensed his muscles as he helped Alya to sit atop the cafe counter. Thankfully, Alya squeezed Luka's shoulder before tilting her head against the beam beside her. Luka stayed with his back against the edge of the bar, monitoring as more holders continued to trail in.

Clenching his jaw and fists, Luka forced himself to focus on them. On each holder's noises, their laughters, their breaths, any mannerism that could pull his attention. But no matter how hard he tried to distract himself, memories of Adrien kept slipping through.

What he'd done to renovate.

His blonde hair spread against his chest on the couch.

I hate you, Luka Couffaine. 

"Hey," Alya's soft voice barely broke through the surface of Luka's reverie. "Are you okay?"

Luka's movements were languid as he nodded in assent. "Yeah... This is... It just feels like the worst form of betrayal I could ever do to Adrien." He finished his words with a harsh gulp, amplified by Zoe bashfully turning away as his gaze landed upon her.

"Alright everyone!" Alya announced as the last holders sat down. "Today's meeting will discuss the future of the Miraculous team. As I'm sure you all have noticed, neither Chat Noir nor Ladybug have been invited to this meeting."

Juleka intertwined her hand around Rose's, she had no idea how long Luka had been back, but he hadn't said anything to her. He looked significantly different. He held himself in a further slouched position, his hair had a shot of blue against black, a musical tattoo crawling up his neck, and looked generally dishevelled. His stance was staggered, as if he'd already been drinking.

"Are we getting rid of Ladybug?" Kim surprised the group by being the first to ask the question.

"Um... It's a little bit more complicated than that." Alya's face dropped as she turned towards Nino, "We also need to take over the Miraculous of Destruction."

The room immediately started to clamour.

We can't do that to Chat Noir!

He's been there since day one!

The team won't be the same without him!

Juleka and Rose were the only ones who stayed frozen to their spot. Luka was, of course, wearing his aviators. He needed to obscure how much this decision anguished him; he wanted to appear strong for the group.

The entire subject, however, was too suspicious for Zoe. Her and Adrien may not be best friends, and her heart may still be fluttering by Luka's enthralling presence, but having Chat's ex vie for his source of power didn't seem right. Stepping through the calmour, Zoe closed the space between herself and Luka.

"Luka, why are you taking Chat's Miraculous?" She was forcing him to look back at her, to know she would stand up for Chat regardless of any of the drama that existed in their civilian lives.

"We are about to get to that, IF EVERYONE WOULD SIT DOWN AND LISTEN!" Alya shouted over the complaining holders while side eyeing Zoe.

Zoe wasn't ready to accept this yet. The taking of Chat's Miraculous was obviously big news, what wasn't right was Luka standing at the front of this room. His judgement was too clouded to head this decision.

"Luka, why is it that you leave the team for so long for a music career, and when you suddenly decide to come back, you are aiming to take away Chat's Miraculous? You seem like the last person who should be making this decision."

Sucking in his cheeks, Luka responded to her in a raspy voice. "Because I have no choice."

Zoe was close enough to see what the others couldn't. The tear that fell from under the mirrored sunglasses. The golden chain that was mended in their battle against Second Chance,  peaking out from under his shirt collar.

"Well... Whatever the reason is, it better be good." Zoe ceded her attacking position and sat down by Nino. At least he evidenced this decision was not one taken lightly; that his decision was not one made from malice towards his ex.

As they waited for the explanation to continue, Zoe gave a briefly awkward side-hug to Nino, who had already started to weep.

"So," Alya continued, "I'm sure everyone has noticed that Ladybug has been a bit more of a ... difficult person to work with over the past year."

"She has started getting better though!" Mylene squeaked before cowering into Ivan.

Luka's teeth were aching from how frequently and feverently he'd clenched his jaw, but it was the only tactic he could think of to fuel out some of the anger before he spoke. "Has she? Because, from what I saw, she nearly killed Felix and has been treating Chat Noir like her toy."

His voice still snapped as a whip towards the group.

Boiling, Juleka challenged her brother's lash. "You've been gone! How are you supposed to know anything about what it's been like on the ground?"

Hiding his seething rage from Juleka was next to impossible; for better or worse, she always tore out his authentic self.

"Because this is why I had to fucking leave, Jules! This! If we're going to fucking save the world and save Chat Noir - I HAD TO LEAVE."

Juleka, along with the rest of the room had effectively been hushed.

"Thank you, Luka." Alya nodded towards him as he returned to his relaxed position on the bar. "There is a reason our Ladybug is not our Ladybug anymore. When the Miraculous' were returned, she was given an additional set of power."

"But... Wasn't she weaker when she came back?" Kim questioned.

"Yes, she was. Because the powers have an addictive euphoria and they were clouding her abilities. We think that once she managed her addiction, once she found balance, she was able to start gaining her time back." Alya paused to let the murmurs die down once again.

"What these powers do - is control a specific set of people. This explains why Felix was so easily caught. And it is also the reason why Ladybug has been able to control Chat Noir."

"How do we know if we're going to be safe?" Max asked, worried for himself and his family.

"Yeah, what magic is this?"

"The magic that Ladybug uses is in a set of rings. Luka and I know precisely who they affect, but this will not be shared until everyone has come to a consensus. What we can tell you is that we know that no one in this room, or their families, can be controlled by these rings. The only danger the rings are to you is the end of the world and the possibility of Chat Noir being forced to kill you."

Alya scanned the silent room. The holders were clearly terrified at the realisation, holding hands or pulling into themselves, waiting to hear Alya's next words.

"The issue is that these rings cannot easily be taken off. We can't slide them off in her sleep, or else we will be maimed ourselves. Our suits will not protect us." Kwamis were floating more intently, specifically interested in Sass's nods of verification along Alya's words. "With my conversation with Felix I was able to figure out a key piece of information, there are only two people in this world that can take off the rings, and they can only take a specific one. Felix is one, Chat Noir is the other."

"Do we have to break Felix outta jail?" Trixx didn't particularly like that idea, but it would be more amusing than dealing with the garbage villains that Lila released.

"It is a possibility, but - as our duties as Miraculous holders, and as representatives of Paris, letting a terrorist lose is not an optimal decision. But, none of them really are. If we cannot get the rings off by the specified holders, then we need to deal with the alternative consequences. The rings themselves hold chaos, stronger than anything we've ever faced with Gabriel. These creatures have the power to bring mayhem to the world; for the last centuries, they have only lived in two places: fairy tales and those rings.

"There are two ways we could sever the ring's power without releasing dark creatures." Alya held up her fingers to the group, choking on her heart that was beating in her throat. Eyes stared upon her as she tried to gather the words, but nothing wanted to come. She hated that any of these were options.

Squeezing her knee, Luka took over. Tearfully, Alya thanked him. "As you can see, we don't have any options that are good. I don't want anyone thinking we are offering these out of our own agendas, they are awful."

Rose hid further under Juleka's arm. Juleka was in a stunned silence, whereas Rose was already allowing her tears to fall.

"One option is to kill the holder of the Ladybug Miraculous, only when their soul has left their body can someone take off the ring without injury. The second is to kill both Felix and... Chat Noir." Luka's head craned to the side as the words left his mouth. He hated that idea. He hated saying it out loud. Dear god he hoped no one would ever take him up on that option.

Nino saw his pain reflected in Luka's. In a moment of impulse, Nino stepped up towards Luka. Luka's body was stiff as Nino held him in an embrace. There was a moment of silence as Luka relaxed in Nino's hold, his glasses skewed position against Nino's shoulder. The tighter Nino held, the more Luka couldn't stand on his own. They sniffled together under the burden of the decision they were forced to make.

With one last squeeze, Nino patted Luka's chest. "We'll figure it out Luka, we'll save him. I promise." Nino nodded before returning to his seat.

Rubbing a kleenex against his nose, Luka took a deep breath before continuing. "Before we start discussing the options, I want everyone to know what I think is our best option. I want to cataclysm the rings."

"Do you think we could handle the beasts?" Nino tentatively questioned.

Roarr centred herself in front of the group. "Listen, every Kwami has fought creatures. Nearly our entire existence has been spent fighting these creatures. I can't say that it will be easy, or that people won't get hurt, but this is what we were made for. This is why we can be held by humans. We weren't brought into existence to fight each other."

"There is another stipulation though." Sass floated beside Roarr. "Every attack up to this point against the rings has been reflected. Meaning that we believe the cataclysm will destroy it, but we also believe that the holder using the cataclysm will be equally affected by it."

Luka grimaced, he was hoping that part would stay hidden; but Sass did not approve of Luka's attraction to self-sacrifice.

Juleka could feel knees from the holders on the couch behind her protesting, but all she could focus on was Luka. She felt like she was falling and couldn't find a hand hold. "NO!" she screamed over the other dissenters. "You... you can't." She wanted to fight him, she wanted to shout and never stop.

"Jules," Luka's voice was as soft as it was broken, "it's the only way he'll be free."

"This isn't fair." Juleka mumbled as Rose tried to hold up her weight.

"The only one that makes sense is getting Felix and Chat Noir to take off the rings." Kagami spoke over the clamour regarding Luka's self-sacrifice.

"The only issue, besides breaking Felix out of jail, is that we would have to be completely covert. Ladybug will still have the power to tell them to back off." Luka pitched in the additional complication.

"Who says we have to break him out?" Zoe furrowed her brow. "We just have to bring Ladybug to him."

Heads nodded throughout the room.

Sighing, Luka gave in. "Alright. Does everyone agree that we will try to capture Ladybug and bring her to Felix?" And basically gag her and hope for the best.

"It feels wrong going against Ladybug." Kagami spoke. "I know it's the obvious solution, but it still feels wrong."

"Hopefully," Sass began, "we will be able to get our old Ladybug back."

"All right. If anything goes wrong though, I'm going back to the original plan." Luka sipped at his coffee cup, with only a slight backing of Jamesons. "Before we discuss the logistics of that plan, we need to discuss the second point of this meeting - taking Chat Noir's Kwami."

"I thought we just figured out a way where we didn't have to do that?" Nino huffed as he lifted his hands only to drop them in his lap.

"He's already kept it for too long." Alya lowered her gaze. "The balance is shifting. Plus, capturing Ladybug would be nearly impossible with Chat by her side."

Sass took the stage again. "If we are successful, we will be able to bring back our Chat Noir. But right now, strange things are beginning to happen all over the world. If the balance isn't restored soon, nothing will be able to survive on this planet."

Luka was resigned as the rest of the room discussed semantics. This was all old news to him. His daze was interrupted by Alya shoving him.

"Huh?" He noticed everyone was looking at him.

"So should we go after their civilian selves?" Nino asked again.

"Since we cannot simply take the Miraculous' off without it turning into a legitimate battle, it will need to be done in stages. Plagg already knows he needs to get his holder to rescind ownership. He will manage that part and come to us. Only then will we start going after Ladybug." Luka tapped his fingers on the cup as he spoke.

Nino's face dropped, "Luka, that will destroy him."

Luka bit his lip as tears began to noticeably fall. "I know, that's why we need to make sure everything is perfect."

"Who are they? Ladybug and Chat Noir?" Zoe turned to Luka and Alya, both who were barely keeping it together.

"Until we have Plagg, Ladybug's identity will stay secret." Alya rubbed her legs, even admitting they were going to share Marinette's identity felt awful.

"And Chat Noir?" Zoe specifically looked to Luka, seeing how the mere name seemed to be tearing him apart.

Pulling his hair back, Luka was glad for the glasses so he could shut his eyes to the reactions. "Chat Noir is Adrien Agreste."

Zoe froze. The tattoos, the fling with Adrien, a love worth fighting for, every hiccup and struggle. "I'm so sorry!" She burst into tears as she lunged towards Luka. "I can't believe you had to go through all that, I'm so so sorry."

Her sudden jump had shocked Luka, but he accepted the warmth. He held her close as his pain leaked through his eyes. Through his shakes. At least now everyone knows.

"Did Marinette say you two couldn't be together?" Juleka looked on in confusion. It was upsetting that Adrien was in that state, but it didn't exactly negate everything he'd done.

"No," Luka rasped as he pulled from Zoe. "The rings belonged to Gabriel first."

He felt the room still as they stared at him again. It was fucked up. And it wasn't his fucked up story to tell. But then they'd understand everything. "Gabriel -," Luka sipped his coffee from a shaking hand.

Come on. You've got this. He tried to comfort himself. Breathe in, breathe out. 

"Gabriel was a homophobic piece of shit." The words stung him again, causing his chest to seize. "He - he said - Adrien c-," Alya rubbed his back, letting him know that she could take over. Luka nodded as he pressed the back of his wrist to his lips.

"Gabriel told Adrien that he could only be gay in his own private space."

The crowd gasped as Juleka's face turned white.

Allowing the shock to dissipate first, Alya continued. "When he goes against these rules, he gets nosebleeds, and several have already almost killed him."

Luka slid down to the floor, unable to hold his own weight. He'd been a part of that. He'd been a part of almost killing Adrien.

Juleka crawled over the floor and pulled him against her chest. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Setting his coffee on the ground, he pulled himself closer to Juleka. He held so tightly he thought Juleka would burst. Instead of bursting, she rocked Luka as they sobbed together.

The rest of the semantics of the battle to come could wait. Nino helped to lower Alya off the bar.

"Let's get some food and come back guys." Nino stated as he wiped his flushed cheeks.

After the violent sobs were gone, all that was left was a silent trickle. Luka's head rested in Juleka's lap as she pulled off his glasses.

She ran her hand across his face. It was the most familiar he'd looked in a long time. His bravado, his secrets, were all shed. Leaving nothing but her broken hearted brother.

"I'm so sorry, Luka. How long did you know?" She continued her caresses of comfort.

"Not long enough." Luka ran his ring along the golden chain.

"Fucking Marinette."

Luka let out a sob ridden laugh, "Fucking Marinette."'

It had been so long since she'd seen him smile. She hated that he'd fought this battle alone.

Author's Notes:

Review of options:

1. Kill ladybug - temporary, rings will still find a way to wreak havoc (similar to 4)

2. Kill Felix AND Adrien - power on rings will be broken, creatures will be trapped in ring and only those with a blood connection will be able to hold them

3. Destroy the rings and release mayhem (where Luka would probably die)

4. Break into jail to get Felix to take off his ring and continue to gag Marinette so they can go to Adrien to get him to take off his own ring.

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Angel With A Shotgun has been in the chapters several times for a reason. I really believe that this song is Luka's current theme song. He is willing to sacrifice EVERYTHING for his love. His morals (honesty) and his life. As long as Adrien can make it through.

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This is the "calm before the storm". Next three* chapters are battles (subject to change depending on editing). We are there guys. We're facing the beast.

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AHHH - I can't believe we're here. I am so happy that people have enjoyed my story up to here, I'm praying I don't disappoint!

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Thank you again for reading, y'all are beautiful 💕💕

Disclaimer * The characters and original plot were written and created by Thomas Astruc. This writing is merely an interpretation in a sad gay type of way.

[drtwit]

Miraculous Ladybug: No More Heroes - Chapter 31

Court Of Miracles - Summary:

In the past, Nathalie slowly recovers while trying to sooth a panicking Adrien. In the present, Marinette and Gabriel face a big revelation after one of the worst welcome back parties of all time.

"Gabriel, be honest. It wasn't Emilie's death that made you a villain, it wasn't the world, and it wasn't the miraculous. It was always you - You were a villain long before you created Hawkmoth." Three years after his death, Gabriel Agreste awakens to a Paris ruled by akumas. He has no idea how he's alive, he has no idea what happened to Paris, all he knows it that he was the one who allowed this to happen. Hunted by the ghosts of his past, with no miraculous to protect him, and his greatest enemy now his only ally, Gabriel must brave this nightmare with Marinette Dupain-Cheng and make a choice: To become the villain he knows he is, or to find a way to become the father he failed to be.

Fandom:

Miraculous Ladybug

Relationships:

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

Gabriel Agreste/Nathalie Sancoeur

Characters:

Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

Gabriel Agreste

Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir

Nathalie Sancoeur

Colt Fathom

Lila Rossi

Nino Lahiffe

Chloé Bourgeois

Félix Fathom

Luka Couffaine

Alya Césaire

Max Kanté

Additional Tags:

Gabriel Agreste Redemption

Has a long way to go

Chloé Bourgeois Redemption

Retcons

Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir Needs a Hug

Identity Reveal

Ladybug/Hawkmoth team-up

Gabriel Backstory

Gabriel being an asshole

Protective Nathalie Sancoeur

Félix Fathom Is Bad at Feelings

Lila Rossi Being Lila Rossi

Hurt Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir

Story switches between two major points in time

Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Needs a Break

[miharuki]

hello!!! may i request second part of "once upon a time there a blue love"? thank you

(i think it would be cute if you included small moments between reader and Felix because they're cousins and I'm curious about how their relationships are and if reader told him about her and luka and their separation yk in episode where he was introduced as Argos. I'm also happy that you wrote moment from season 5 about Luka moving away because i can barely find any Luka x reader that catched up to season 5)

feel free to ignore this request and this suggestion. i just wanted to say that i appreciate your work and that you're doing great writings. take care!!!

I'm replying to these two messages, this one took a lot of work Thank you for liking my content, I worked hard on part 2 (3864 Words ) Again remembering that my English is not the best, it is not my original language ;P

Your requests are an order!

(angst, fluff at the end, Gabriel is still the worst person, Félix already knowing things without you needing to say it, Marinete and Adrien dating, season 5 spoiler)

(Part 1:)

𝕺𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖀𝖕𝖔𝖓 𝖆 𝕿𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖆 𝕭𝖑𝖚𝖊 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝕻𝖙 2

Once upon a time...

There was an elegant house with noble people They lived rich, rich in black hearts At the top of that mansion, there was a room, a room with a window, a window with a marvelous view, but it belonged to a lifeless room, a room where a person who loved too much was imprisoned, you, Oh, poor girl, she saw from her window everyone else being free, while she stayed and lamented not being good enough for her beloved, who is far away and with whom you can no longer converse, And all because her father is concerned about her status, so concerned that he didn't think twice before imprisoning his daughter, like Rapunzel in her tower.

"—And how is she doing?" Nino asked as he placed his hand on Adrien's shoulder, who was approaching the circle of friends.

—My father still says she's sick, and she doesn't seem to leave her room when I'm around," Adrien said, sighing sadly as he remembered how, after the events and Luka's trip, she was practically "isolated" in her room, which according to her father, claims she's too ill to leave. This raised suspicions among some friends, especially Marinette and Ayla.

"But we haven't seen her in a week!" Rose said, hugging Juleka, causing Adrien to sigh.

"I know, but from what my father told me, she got sick during one of the rehearsals and now needs to rest, especially because he doesn't want me to get sick too."

Now, this seemed even more suspicious to her friends. Marinette looked at her phone, seeing her friend's list of unanswered calls. She then glanced at Adrien, noticing how he seemed a bit down, and approached him. Despite her feelings for him, she placed her hand on his shoulder, making him look at her.

"Don't worry, I'm sure she'll be fine," Adrien smiled at her, while everyone else agreed, not wanting to make the situation sadder."Have you tried calling her?" Ayla suggested, looking at her friend Marinette, who was frantically using her phone as if trying desperately to get in touch with you."No, my father told me she dropped her phone in one of the fountains while landing, and that's why she got sick"Something is definitely wrong.

Meanwhile, you were locked in your room, unable to leave your eternal "punishment," still not understanding why things were this way. You realized that your father was making you feel lonely again as you looked around the messy room. You got up from the bed and looked under it, spotting a decorated and locked box. Pulling it out, you removed a key that was attached to your necklace, along with another one that Luka had given you in the past. You used the key to unlock the box, and you smiled upon seeing the various items it held—a small Viperion plushie that Luka had won and gifted you during one of your encounters, numerous song lyrics, and a few other objects given by your friends, the ones your father hadn't confiscated.

You realized how much you resembled your past self, feeling empty, lonely, and above all, with no one to talk to or confide in. You closed the box and locked it again, tucking the key inside your shirt as you climbed back onto the bed. You clutched your blouse and felt the other necklace Luka had given you, hearing the door open behind you without even looking back.

"Your father told you that you will return to modeling again, and this time he expects you to comply," Nathalie said as she fiddled with her tablet."By the way, your dinner will be delivered to your room again. I hope you eat this time," Nathalie turned to leave without waiting for your response, closing the door behind her, and you could hear the door being locked. You sighed sadly, then walked over to the window, looking out at the landscape that thankfully hadn't been taken from you. You gazed at the distant Eiffel Tower and the starry night that adorned its background, thinking about how beautiful the night was despite being alone in your locked room. You prayed that Luka was okay.

"I've already talked to Luka about the situation," Juleka said as she joined her group of friends. Marinette, being the great planner she was, was trying everything to make things calmer. "He told me to send his regards to her and that as soon as she can, she should call him."

"I still find this very strange!" Marinette said as she got up from the sofa in her room and started pacing in circles. "I mean, after Luka's sudden departure, a few days later, Adrien says that (name) is sick? There's something wrong here."

"Look, this time I even agree, but it could also be true. Don't you guys remember it rained last week? And do you remember the photo in the magazine that day, right? It's clearly (name) in the rain posing, so obviously, she would get sick!" Ayla said as she tried to ease the situation.

"Yes, true, I saw it!" Rose said while standing beside Juleka, making her nod in agreement too.

"But still!" Marinette said before a hand was placed on her shoulder, making her look back to see her friend Ayla.

"Look, that's enough, Marinette. I think you should put this aside, especially since you have a date with Adrien tomorrow."

"Yes, that's true!" the girls said, making their friend Marinette blush, while she tried to speak but gave up.

Meanwhile, (name) put on her fakest smile as she continued to pose at certain locations. "Yes, perfect! Very good!" the photographer exclaimed as he continued taking photos, with you striking every pose and wearing a cute outfit. Finally, the photo shoot was over. "Break time," he said, and you sat down, your smile fading, returning to your sad expression. You spotted Nathalie approaching with her tablet.

"You're doing well, because of that, you can choose what you'd like to eat," she said, looking at her tablet without leaving your side.

"I-I think... I'd like some (your preferred food) from Dupain-Cheng Bakery, please," you said, looking at the ground before turning to Nathalie.

Nathalie gave you a quizzical look before sighing and going to her driver, who then got into the car. Nathalie returned to your side, looking at her tablet and tapping away. You let out a tired sigh, sitting down, swinging your legs and looking around to try to pass the eternal boring time. In the meantime, you glanced up at the blue sky, watching the birds fly by and catching a glimpse of a red and black blur streaking across the sky, heading somewhere. "Here you go, eat while you still have time," Nathalie said as her bodyguard and driver handed her the Dupain-Cheng Bakery bag containing the food you had requested.

"Thank you..." you said in a low tone, almost like a whisper, looking at the school and smelling the sweet scent of the bakery where your friend lived.

"Tomorrow is the Diamond Ball, so after your session today, we'll take you to the studio to order your dress. Your father wants you to look good," you only nodded, listening to Nathalie go over your schedule.

Since you returned to modeling, your father refused to let you be alone, so you were always accompanied by Nathalie, who, although she seemed fine, you couldn't help but glance at the equipment on her legs, wondering if something had happened to her.

"Come on, show me a look of comfort! A look of longing, as if you were reminiscing about seeing these flowers!" the photographer said as he asked you to hold a bouquet of red roses, sitting on a picnic blanket with flowers all around. "Not like that!" he said, looking at your expression. "Show more emotion! A little happiness! See how beautiful these flowers are!" he pointed at the bouquet. Looking at the bouquet, you saw a blue dragonfly land on a rose, and a faint memory of a garden you went to with Luka came back to your mind, making you miss him. You gave a small smile as you buried your face in the roses, inhaling their sweet and fragrant scent, smiling at the memory of the day he asked you out.

"Yes! Perfect! Very good! Keep going!"

"Would you like any roses? A ribbon or some colorful embellishment?" asked the seamstress as she took your measurements. "No need for color, just white will do. The outfit Mr. Agreste designed only requires adjustments elsewhere," Nathalie replied as she tapped on her tablet. You watched as the seamstress took your measurements to add to the dress. And of course, you were also looking at the shoes, which your father had also designed, but for some reason, he wanted everything to be perfect.

"Welcome, Mrs. Agreste," the guard said as he allowed you and your father to pass. Your gaze remained melancholic, though not enough for anyone to notice that you were sad; it simply showed that you didn't want to be there, which clearly you had no choice in. Sitting on a sofa, you waited and watched everyone there enjoy themselves, not letting on as some tried to talk to you or somehow get your attention. All you did was divert your gaze until you reached the soft white couch.

"You look sad, did something happen?" a voice asked, and you looked to see what appeared to be your brother."Hello to you too, Félix," you said as you closed your eyes and leaned back on the couch."You always know how to identify me no matter what," he said, almost laughing if he didn't see your tired expression. He approached and sat beside you."What happened? You're usually more lively," he said as he looked at you, prompting you to release a tired sigh.

"My father..." Félix sighed with his words, but before he could say anything more, looking at Gabriel in the distance, a voice came to your rescue.

"Hello, (name)!" You opened your eyes, seeing Kagami. You blinked as she sat down on your other side, and you straightened up. It had been a while since you talked to any of your friends."You haven't been to school anymore. I heard you were sick. Are you feeling better now?" You looked away, glancing at Gabriel in the distance, almost choking."Yeah, of course, I was kind of, you know, sick... you know, now I'm better!" You said, not wanting to know what kind of lie Gabriel had told Adrien for him to be able to tell the others like this.

Before Kagami could ask another question or say anything else, you suddenly got up.

"You know, I'm going to grab a drink or something to eat, be right back!" you said as you almost ran away. You didn't want to talk about anything, but what could you say? Tell them that your father didn't approve of relationships and that he had put you on indefinite punishment for lying, running away, and breaking the one rule he gave you? How could you talk about this situation?

Near the food area, you grabbed some sweets to try to occupy your thoughts and emotions. As you looked at the dance floor, you saw your cousin, who resembled your brother, dancing with someone. Not wanting to say anything, you simply ignored it.

You entered the bathroom after eating some sweets and looked in the mirror, observing your well-groomed and elegant figure, your perfectly done hair, and your fancy dress. This wasn't you. The only thing you saw that truly belonged to you was your necklace, which you had hidden under the dress. Pulling it out, you looked lovingly at your reflection in the mirror, seeing the necklace that Luka had given you.

"Luka..." You never stopped loving him, even though your father had locked you in your room. You never stopped missing him. Crouching in the bathroom while looking at your necklace, you caressed it, hoping that someday you would find him again.

"Adrien!" you heard someone shout, looking out of the plane window. You saw Marinette running towards the airplane stairs with Adrien following behind.

Ah yes, it seems you weren't the only one with a forbidden affair. You watched Marinette and Adrien kiss before the bodyguards separated them. A wave of déjà vu came over you when you saw this scene, which felt so familiar. You saw Adrien being dragged onto the plane and placed in his seat, looking out the window while crying.

You averted your gaze and saw the plane starting to move to take off. You lay down, holding your blouse and feeling the necklace underneath it. You prayed and wished that you could find Luka.

"This will be your room," Nathalie showed you the hotel room. You saw that the view was nice, but it wasn't anything special. It was just another room where you would be confined. You leaned on the balcony railing, looking at the horizon and feeling the wind tussle your hair.

"It's only for a few days..." you commented, resigning yourself to the situation, holding the necklace that Luka had given you once again. You sighed with sadness.

"Can I stay in the park for a while, please?" you asked your bodyguard, who was currently looking after you while you posed for photos since Nathalie had fallen ill and couldn't make it. You looked at him, waiting for a response, and he saw the sadness and emptiness in your eyes, so he nodded in sympathy. You smiled weakly as you hugged your bodyguard. "Thank you..." He just patted your head and pointed to a bakery nearby, and you nodded. He would be in the bakery while you stayed in the park.

You watched your bodyguard's back disappear as he entered the bakery, and you smiled as you sat on the park bench, feeling a sense of freedom being away from supervision. However, a sad sigh still hung on your face, as if you were feeling trapped.

"A smile suits you better," you choked when you heard someone speaking, a familiar voice. Looking at the owner of the voice, you couldn't believe what you were seeing.

"Luka..." you said softly in a whisper, getting up from the bench. Your hands trembled. The boy with blue-tipped hair smiled as he approached slowly. He was nervous, hoping it wasn't a dream. He hugged you when he was close enough, burying his head in your neck.

"I missed you so much!" he said as you returned the hug, feeling the tears you had held back for so long, also feeling the boy's tears staining your clothes.

"Luka!"

"You didn't call me anymore, I had no sign from you. I thought something had happened. But then Juleka told me you had gotten sick, but that's not true, is it?" Luka looked at you, asking for confirmation, but all you did was bite your lip and turn your face away. "Why are you hiding, love?" Luka asked as he placed his hand on your cheek, caressing it.

"I..." You didn't want to talk. You didn't want to burden Luka. He wasn't at fault. You didn't want to speak; all you wanted was to be with him now.

"Please, (name), you can tell me," he said as he hugged you, stroking your hair.

"It was him, wasn't it?" You lifted your gaze to Luka before turning away again.

"I won't force you if you don't want to..."

"Someone told my father about our relationship. He doesn't accept the fact that I'm dating someone who isn't 'famous' or a friend of my father's. He took away all my technology so I couldn't talk to you or our friends. He thinks me leaving was a terrible idea. I'm sorry..."

"It's not your fault... it never was..." Luka placed his hands on both your shoulders.

"B-but! It was my fault. I didn't follow my responsibilities; I was careless, and I couldn't talk to you either... It's my fault... I just... my father, he just...!" Suddenly, an irritated expression crossed Luka's face.

"It doesn't matter!" You looked shocked at the boy as he wiped away your tears and put on a gentle smile.

"No matter what your father says or what the media wants, you've made me the happiest boy on the planet, and I've missed you so much since we were apart. You keep being the song that plays in my mind. I don't care if others see; I love you, (name)!" With that, Luka put his hand on your cheek, pulling your face closer to his, and finally kissed you. Not a peck or just any kiss—it was a kiss of love, one that showed how much you both loved each other. Amid that romantic moment, several people stopped to look at both of you.

"(Name) Agreste, Adrien Agreste's twin sister and Gabriel Agreste's daughter, kissing a boy in a public park." That's what people thought as they passed through the park, and some took photos.

"I love you, (name)," Luka said as he rested his forehead against yours.

"I love you too, Luka..."

"It seems that it wasn't enough," Mrs. Tsurugi commented as she listened to the latest news report that Gabriel was speaking in.

"Your children are being disobedient, unlike my daughter. Yours are out of control," Gabriel groaned in frustration as he looked at the screen, seeing the photo someone had posted. The photo itself wasn't particularly striking, just a girl taking a selfie with you and Luka kissing in the background. Similar photos like this ended up in some local newspapers, especially in the fashion industry, which only added to Gabriel's irritation. As if it wasn't enough to have to punish you, Adrien followed suit, and now just when it seemed like you were behaving, you go and kiss some random boy...

"It's not working... I think I'll have to proceed with the plan," Gabriel said as he looked at another screen, watching the cameras showing you, Adrien, and Kagami lying in white beds in a room that resembled a sanitarium.

"Let's begin..."

"(Name)!" Luka called out, running to you. You looked at him sadly, and he stopped, now concerned, as you turned.

"(Name), my love, what happened?" He placed a hand on your shoulder, seeing your back.

"Let's break up..." The boy's expression was shocked when he looked at you.

"What do you mean, (name)?" He seemed to want it to be a lie, hoping it was a lie. You had met again just a few days ago, and now you wanted to break up. Didn't you love him?

"(Name)?" You pulled away from the boy.

"Let's break up! I don't want to see you anymore!"

"(Name), if you can explain to me what's wrong, I'm sure we can find a way..." he said, trying to hold onto some hope.

"I don't like you, Luka. Why can't you understand that? I don't want this anymore!" You said angrily to the boy, who looked at you with sadness. He tried to reach out to you, but you simply pulled away until another random boy appeared, taking you away, leaving Luka shocked.

"(Name)....?"

Upon waking up, Luka realized it was just a dream. He brought his hand to his face, wiping away the tears, and sighed, feeling his heart calm down. He reached for his phone, checked the time, and saw his wallpaper—a happy photo of both him and you. He smiled, knowing it was just a nightmare, and that as much as it seemed real, it wasn't. You loved each other too much for something like that to happen.

He held onto the necklace you had given him on his birthday and looked at the ring on his finger—a ring that symbolized your relationship.

That is until...

"Bring back Adrien and Kagami!" Luka didn't know what had happened, but suddenly, everyone started getting akumatized. He knew it had something to do with the nightmare he had because his father and the secretary had reported having extremely heavy nightmares and couldn't stop thinking about them.

"Let's go! We need you!" Bunnix said, opening a portal for them to pass through.

"Thank you, Luka," you said as you leaned against him, watching your friends having fun in the pool at your house. You couldn't remember anything, and all Luka remembered was that suddenly, while fighting to break the akumatized rings, there was an explosion in the sky, and then he woke up, noticing you beside him. He wished it wasn't a dream now, and that you could be together.The look Marinette gave him was enough for him to know that you were now by his side, to stay.

"I should be the one thanking you," you looked at him confused, while he chuckled and gently kissed your lips, leaving both of your faces blushing and happy. "I'm lucky to be dating an amazing girl like you, (name)!"

"I love you, (name)!"

"I love you more, Luka!"

Applause came from some friends who were nearby, watching as you kissed again, but this time, it was to confirm something you both already knew— that you loved each other.

It took me 2 days to finish!!! And I finally finished!!!! Amen! I hope you liked it, if you want I can do another part :)

@midzuuumi

@famouschopshopgalaxy

[nerdypanda3126]

“possessive kiss to show the world they belong to each other’’ 💕

Hehehe I hope you guys didn't think I forgot about these 😁 thanks for the ask nony! Featuring viperbug because I love them 😁

Marinette twisted her ring around and around her left hand ring finger as she worried at her bottom lip with her teeth. She and Luka had only been married a day, but she'd thought maybe something would be different. That she'd look different somehow or feel different or… it should be obvious, right? Marriage should've changed her in some life-altering way, and yet… it was just another day.

Luka knocked on the door frame, then leaned into it and looked at her with the same expression he'd worn yesterday. For him, it was glaringly obvious. He didn't even need the glint of silver on his left hand; you could tell by looking at him that he was madly, hopelessly, irrevocably in love.

With her.

She blushed even as she thought it and Luka chuckled.

"You bring new meaning to the term 'blushing bride,'" he said, clearly amused.

"I just… was it right, do you think? To… run away like this? Get married on our own and come back and…" She twisted her ring again as she thought.

His easy smile twitched downward, but he moved to wrap her in his arms and rest his chin on her shoulder. "We'll still have the big wedding, Mari, I promise."

She put her hands over his and sank back into him. "That's not… exactly… what I'm worried about…" She caught his eye in the mirror and tapped her earrings. Luka nodded in understanding, then pressed a kiss behind her ear.

"We can do it together, if you want," he said. "Confront the press. It's not like we both don't have experience." He kissed a trail from behind her ear, down her jawline, and down her neck, then he worked on following the line of her shoulder, shifting the fabric of her shirt to get better access. She smiled despite her worries.

“That’s not really helping my motivation to go talk to anyone, you know.”

“So don’t,” he murmured. “Why do they have to know anything? For all they know, Ladybug is a 1,000 year old god with no… earthly desires.” At that he smirked against her skin and slipped her sleeve and her bra strap further down her shoulder. “And we’re technically on our honeymoon,” he reminded her.

She turned to wrap her arms around his waist and hugged him as tight as she could, burying her face in his shoulder. He shifted gears easily and let his hands fall respectfully to her hips.

“I just want it over with,” she muttered into his shirt. “I feel like I can’t enjoy this, being with you, until I know they’ll stop speculating and guessing and wondering and I want to stop hearing about how I’m obviously in love with Chat Noir every time I turn on the news and you’re sitting right next to me and we’re madly, happily in love and married now, and I know you’re not jealous, and I know it doesn’t bother you, but…” She nuzzled into him for good measure. “I belong to you,” she admitted softly. “And I want everyone else to know that, too.”

"Then I'm ready when you are, Mrs. Couffaine." He waited until she let go first, then smirked at her blush. His teal flash of magic was right behind her pink one, and they both left by using their balcony window.

It didn’t take long for the press to find them, or for the relentless questions to start. Why hasn’t Chat Noir been seen in a while? Why did Ladybug leave the city unprotected? Where had she gone? Was Viperion a permanent member of the team? Was she still in love with Chat Noir?

Viperion stood a little behind her, but kept his hand surreptitiously on the small of her back, lending her strength. She felt him tense the smallest amount at the last question, which strengthened her resolve. She took a deep breath.

“Chat Noir officially left the team about a month ago,” she started. “I am not, and have never been in love with him. He left of his own volition and I don’t expect to see him back anytime soon, although he’d be welcome if he did want to come back.”

There was a rush of questions and the circle around them pressed forward just enough to make her claustrophobic. She felt Viperion move and he was standing next to her now, twining his fingers with hers and squeezing her hand. Despite the pressure of the situation, she couldn’t help but smile.

“As for where I was, I’m happy to announce that I was getting married.”

There was a collective pause as what she’d said seemed to take everyone off guard. Then, one voice called out, “Married to who?”

“To the newest permanent member of the team,” Viperion answered beside her, and she didn’t even have to turn her head to know he was smirking at the shockwave that his statement caused. All eyes shifted to their hands, checking for rings which had unfortunately been hidden by their suits, and then over to Ladybug for her confirmation. She couldn’t help the blush that rose to her cheeks. There was only one way they’d believe them.

She turned to Viperion and curled her hand around his neck to pull him down. He followed her motion easily and covered her lips with his, smiling into the kiss. His arms wound around the small of her back, and she gasped as he lifted her off her feet easily. For a moment she forgot the press, forgot the suits, forgot the world and lost herself in kissing her husband, tangling her fingers in his hair, delighting in the way he seemed to be just as lost in kissing her.

It was only when a flash of a camera went off in her face that she remembered herself and slid down to touch her toes back to the ground, although she also didn't miss the way Viperion shifted to be a little more behind her to hide what his skin-tight suit definitely wouldn't. She shot a smirk back at the nearest camera person and wrapped her arm around Viperion's waist as she pulled her yoyo out and started twirling it.

"Now if you'll excuse us," she said, her teasing tone more directed at Luka than anyone else. She slipped her hand a little lower down his back to cup his ass and squeezed as surreptitiously as she could. Luka actually blushed under his mask, although the look he shot her told her she'd pay for it later. She bit back a giggle and finished her statement.

"We're on our honeymoon."

Send me a kiss!

[seas-of-silver]

The young rabbit hero quickly motioned to the surprised teenager to get into her portal before desperately shouting out, "Luka—Viperion, I need your help!"

The young rabbit hero quickly motioned to the surprised teenager to get into her portal before desperately shouting out, 'Luka—Viperion, I need your help!'

Luka tsked. 'Civilian and hero identity? Bunnyx, you're slipping.'

Bunnyx growled. Luka put his hands up as he chuckled in mock surrender.

'Be glad you found me when I was home alone, Alix,' he said as he entered the Burrow.

'Who's breaking rules now, snake boy?' Alix grouched, snapping the portal shut and stomping across the Burrow, grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him along with a ferocity that made him immediately switch into focus.

Luka knew how playful Alix was; cheeky by nature, a jovial competitor, and while she was a realist, she would be able to find levity in heavier moments. Normally, if he pulled her up on a slip, she'd roll her eyes, cock her hip and sass right back at him with an anecdote of when he himself had stuffed up, just to make it an even playing field. Normally, there'd be a little more banter. This, however, wasn't normal, and it put him on edge. As he observed her, she was pale, sweating, tired, jittery... scared.

'What happened?' he asked.

'No spoilers,' she shot back curtly as she pulled him in front of another portal.

'Hey.' He pulled his wrist out of her grasp. 'If you're going to send me out of my time into something that obviously has you rattled, I'm going to need to know what I'm walking into - which includes what led up to whatever this is.'

Bunnyx sniffled, and that's when he saw it. It wasn't just sweat trailing down her face. Luka wrapped her up in a hug.

'What are you doing, man?' came her muffled voice from against his chest. 'You-'

'I can spare a moment to make sure you're okay,' he told her. She returned the hug, and he felt his shirt dampen with tears. He wasn't sure how long they stood there, but eventually she pulled away.

'Th-the villain, the new holder of the Butterfly,' she began as she wiped her eyes and attempted to refocus herself, 'she's... so much worse that we could have ever imagined. Hawk Moth, Shadowmoth, Monarch - he had at least some boundaries, some morals, some rules about what he did, some lines he wouldn't cross... but her? She's just... there's nothing she wouldn't do, and it's horrifying.'

Bunnyx shivered, her pale facade tinging green.

'Should... should I ask why you couldn't get the Luka of that time?' he asked cautiously. Bunnyx just shrunk in on herself, and his heart sunk at the mortifying, unthinkable reasons she wouldn't, or perhaps couldn't-

'Spoilers,' she whispered with a glimmer of a smile, and he relaxed. So perhaps it wasn't as bad as he wasn't imagining, right?

'We're down a few members of our usual team, and the ones who are fighting are being pushed to their limits,' Bunnyx continued. 'This akuma is complicated, relentless and devastating. When we get on site, I'll inform the team that you're here, and after that, observe, report back to the team, and for goodness sakes - don't let the akuma see you. It'll be game over if you do.'

'What, like Medusa or something?' Luka joked, but at Bunnyx's nod, he grew solemn.

'And that's just one of the akuma's abilities.'

'Shit.'

'Yeah.'

Luka heaved a heavy sigh. 'Anything else I need to know?'

'Don't touch the goo.'

Luka raised an eyebrow.

'Seriously, don't touch the goo,' Bunnyx warned him.

Luka nodded slowly as he called on his transformation. 'Goo is a no-go. Got it.' He looked back at her. 'See you soon, yeah?'

'Yeah,' she agreed softly. 'Be careful.'

He smiled before stepping through the portal. He was halfway through when he felt a hand pull him backwards.

'Wrong portal, dummy!' Bunnyx scolded, shaking her head as she lined him up with the portal to the left of the one he just walked through. 'What would you even do without me?'

'I'd probably be really bored,' he countered as she shoved him unceremoniously through the portal and onto a secluded rooftop.

'I got the young Viperion for you, team' Bunnyx announced into her comms. 'Don't lose him - he can't stay up past his bedtime.'

'Copy that,' he heard the chorus of voices through his earpiece as he put it in.

'See you later, Vipey,' Bunnyx said to him as she slapped his shoulder in farewell.

'Later, Energiser,' he replied, chuckling as she flipped him off before hopping back into the Burrow, the bright portal swirling shut behind her.

~/~

Ask game: Give me the first sentence and I'll write a short piece for it!

[tsuki-chibi]

Ladynoir July 2023 Day 30: Against the World

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“Happy Birthday, Chat!”

Those words and an explosion of confetti greeted Chat as he landed on the rooftop. He laughed with delight, surveying the smiling expressions of his friends and teammates. Though he’d received text messages from everyone earlier that day, this was the first time he was seeing anyone today.

“I can’t believe your asshole dad made you work on your birthday,” Rena said, grabbing Chat in a hug. “What a jerk!”

“Yeah, it sucked,” Chat said, hugging her back. He let go only to be yanked into a hug by Queen Bee, and then by Carapace and Ladybug. Viperion clapped him on the shoulder affectionately.

“Did you have a long day?” Ladybug asked, reaching over to brush some confetti from Chat’s shoulders.

“It was okay,” Chat said mildly. That was an understatement. In truth, his day had sucked. The photograph session, which was only supposed to be for the morning, had stretched out forever. He’d even missed his afterschool lessons because of it. He was tired, frustrated, and achy from having to stand in one position for hours on end while the photographer, wardrobe artists, lighting people, and everyone else squabbled.

Ladybug’s face filled with sympathy. “I’m sorry. Here, come sit down. We’re not patrolling tonight.”

“We’re not?” Chat said with surprise.

“Nope. Ladybug brought cake, and I brought hot chocolate,” Queen Bee said, dragging Chat over to a blanket that had been spread out. There was a picnic basket and some thermoses waiting for them.

The others followed and they all sat down in a circle. Ladybug opened the basket and took out six cupcakes. Chat was torn between laughing and crying when he saw that she’d decorated them to be miraculous-themed. Laughter won out when she handed him the Ladybug cupcake, which had red frosting with delicate black spots.

“These are so cute,” Rena said, looking at her Carapace cupcake with delight.

“They’re great. Thank you, My Lady,” Chat said, and she smiled at him.

“Happy Birthday, Chaton,” she said softly.

“Let’s toast!” Viperion said, holding his cupcake up.

“To Chat Noir!” Carapace cried as they bumped their cupcakes together.

“To Chat Noir!” the others echoed, and then they all took huge bites of their cupcakes.

“Wow, this is delicious!” Chat said. The inside of his cupcake was chocolate with raspberry filling. It turned out that each cupcake was a different flavor.

Ladybug blushed and waved away their praise. “It was nothing, but I’m glad they taste good.”

Queen Bee broke out the hot chocolate then. Viperion passed the cups around. Chat took a sip of hot chocolate and a bite of his cupcake and felt good for the first time all day. That was what pushed him to make his announcement.

“I want to move out of my dad’s house now that I’m 18.”

Everyone looked at him in surprise.

“I have some money saved up,” Chat went on. “So I’m going to quit my job, too. I hate modeling. I’m sick of it. I can’t take it anymore.”

“… Whoa,” Rena said after a moment, blinking.

“Does your dad know about this?” Carapace asked.

“No. I’m going to tell him tomorrow,” Chat said.

“Where will you go?” Viperion and Ladybug asked almost simultaneously.

“I… don’t know yet,” Chat admitted.

“Yes, you do,” Queen Bee declared. “You’ll come live in the hotel with me. You can have your own room and it won’t cost you anything. It’ll still be you against the world, but for free.” She flashed him a smile, and Chat returned it with a grateful look.

Ladybug reached over and grabbed Chat’s hand. She didn’t say anything, but she squeezed his hand hard. It was exactly what Chat needed. He squeezed back and gave the group a shaky smile.

Tomorrow was going to be a nightmare. Tonight, he was celebrating with his friends and his lady.

[awholelotofladybug]

(Stammering Adrien) Queen Bee got hit by an Akuma and her personalities got split into 5 personas (Red dress Chloe: Anger Chloe, Pink dress Chloe: Happy/Nice Chloe. Gray dress Chloe: Sad/Timid Chloe, Green dress Chloe: Brave/Heroic Chloe and Purple dress Chloe: Passion)

(I'll do this, but I think I'll use different colors for different emotions. No disrespect.)

Ladybug: Not good. Not good at all. We need to try and reverse this.

Red Chloe: Oh, gee, you THINK?! UGH! Way to waste time pointing out the obvious!

Rena Rogue: Hey, dial it back, Anger. And watch your tone.

Blue Chloe: Oh, what difference does it make? Red, blue, green, we're nothing without each other. *sniff* I feel so helpless. *blows her nose*

Chat Noir: *hands her a box of tissues* Aw, it's okay, S-S-S-Sad Chloe. We'll find a way to put you all together.

Purple Chloe: *quivering* I hope so. I don't like it out here. It's too big, too loud. *hears a noise* What was that?! *hides under the bed*

Miss Hound: Fear, come on out from there. It's okay. No one's gonna hurt you.

Green Chloe: Why are Fear and Sadness getting so much attention? What about Envy, huh? What about my needs? I have needs too. *pouts*

Viperion: Come on, Envy. Don't think like that. You're all one girl, remember?

Pink Chloe: Oh, you're so thoughtful, Vipeykins. And you're all just so wonderful for thinking about our well-being. I want to hug each and every one of you. *hugs Pigella*

Pigella: Aw, Love. *hugs back* You've always been my favorite emotion.

Yellow Chloe: I don't know why everyone's so worried. Things will turn out alright. Ladybug's leading us, and Ladybug has never steered us wrong before.

Ladybug: Thanks, Happy Chloe.

Yellow Chloe: *giggles*

Red Chloe: Hmmph. More like "Butt-kisser Chloe."

Gray Chloe: Who cares? We're all going back into the same headspace anyway, so it's not like any of this is really that important.

Chat Noir: And you m-m-must be Apathy. We don't hear from you that much anymore, do we?

Gray Chloe: Whatever.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Behind the Enemy Lines

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/qIKhP0Q by Paintball_169 “Hawkmoth’s creativity needs some serious help,” Queen Bee grumbled as she landed on the Eiffel Tower. Viperion snickered quietly at her complaint. Raising an eyebrow at her, he asked, “How so?” Queen Bee rolled her eyes and gestured wildly as if it was obvious, “Well for starters, those names that old geezer comes up with are just ridiculous, utterly ridiculous, along with the eyesores he calls their ‘villain’ costumes. Seriously, they look absolutely disgusting. Plus his actual creativity strikes at the worst times.” Groaning, Chat Noir slumped against the railing as he muttered, “I know right? I was looking forward to getting some actual sleep tonight.” --- Heroes of Paris need help, and luckily, Marinette knows someone that knows Batman. It goes about as well as you expect it. Words: 7924, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English Series: Part 1 of The Silver Lining Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, M/M Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Kagami Tsurugi, Luka Couffaine, Jim Gordon, Bruce Wayne, Other Miraculous Ladybug Characters, Tim Drake (DCU), Gabriel Agreste, Jason Todd Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Kagami Tsurugi, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Luka Couffaine, Jim Gordon & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Jason Todd Additional Tags: Gabriel Agreste Being Gabriel Agreste, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir Needs a Hug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Needs a Hug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Needs a Break, post identity reveal, Crossover, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir Needs Love, Jim Gordon Knows Bruce Wayne is Batman, Angst with a Happy Ending, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug and Jason Todd Are Siblings read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/qIKhP0Q

[creatiousclick]

I want Luka and Adrien to be best friends now like...he'd have such a better time sticking up to his father with Luka's help. After Wishmaker, Luka can be the Alya to Adrien—his right hand man.

[ajwinter-is-a-nerd]

Le Chat et Le Serpent - Chapter 8

Please note that the entirety of this story is a ****TRIGGER WARNING***** - mentions of child abuse, graphic violence, alcohol use, mental health, suicide, suicidal ideation, self-harm - basically a constant blow of pain towards the characters - as well as some "steamy" moments.

Chapter Summary:

Marinette got the Miraculous' back and Adrien has gotten out of the hospital! It's all uphill from here, right? ... Right?

Chapter 8: Nightmares

Dragged you down below

Down to the devil's show

To be his guest forever

Peace of mind is less than never

Hate to twist your mind,

But God ain't on your side

Welcome to the Family

Not long ago you find the answers were so crystal clear

Within a day you find yourself living in constant fear

Can you look at yourself now, can you look at yourself?

You can't win this fight

Emelie giggled as eleven year old Adrien flaunted his intricate wedding designs. He sat on the ground surrounded by colourful drawings. With a huge grin he picked up the matching suit designs for him and his future prince. 

Emelie put her hand over her mouth as she gasped. 

“I love your choice of coattails!” 

“It’s going to be amazing! And there will be chocolate cake for everyone!” The beaming boy lifted up a drawing of a ten-tiered cake. 

“Am I invited?” 

“Of course!” Adrien’s braces shone as he appreciated his own groom-groom themes. 

“Your future husband is going to be a very lucky man, he’s not going to have to worry about anything!” She marvelled at his intricacy. 

“Well, he’s going to have to plan the proposal, it’s only fair.” 

Emelie let out a great laugh, after all, he did have a point. 

“What’s this?” Gabriel’s solemn voice prickled the hairs on Adrien's neck. There had been no sounds warning them of his presence. He seemed to materialise hovering over him. 

“Adrien’s planning out a wedding sweetie! Isn’t he adorable? Look at these tuxes!” Emelie pushed her positivity, hoping Gabriel may see an opportunity to bond with Adrien through design. 

“The money is in wedding dresses. Why isn’t there a dress?” Gabriel scanned the pages surrounding Adrien, not one containing a feminine design. 

“Not every wedding needs a bride, Gabriel.” Emelie’s voice sterned. 

“Is this for you, son?” Gabriel asked as he took the drawing from Emelie’s outstretched hand. 

“Yeah! I like that one, I think a peacock design on the suit would be really cool!” Adrien pointed out the tux he dreamed of wearing on his wedding day. 

“Adrien, listen, I don’t care who you want to sleep with, but such a public statement should be avoided.” 

“Gabriel! Do not!” Emelie’s jaw dropped in horror. 

“Obviously he needs to hear this.” His eyes narrowed onto the frightened child. “The son of a major company in such a public homosexual relationship would be a PR nightmare. You can love whoever you want, but keep it within your own private space, do you understand, son?” 

Dropping his eyes, Adrien grabbed his designs and waded towards his room. As soon as the door closed Emelie began yelling at Gabriel. 

“How dare you? Even without the ring, that is a terrible thing to do. How could you break our boy's heart like that?” 

“The rings were meant to keep him safe. That’s what I’m doing.” 

“You’re a cold hearted bastard, Gabriel.” Her disgust masked the sound of her tears. 

Tonight the World Dies

Lost the meaning of our stay

Learn to live another day

Doubt the choices that we made

I know that we can't hide our shame

It's only in disguise

Drowning in our own debris

Fool our thoughts as though we're free

Marinette pushed her eyes open to help them adjust, but she could not see past the blackness that enveloped her. As she fought to yell, her voice fell silent. Scrambling to grasp her bearings, she reached her hands around her, hoping to connect with anything. After an eternity, her finger tips finally reached a small metal circle. Trying to understand the object, a familiar laughter filled the abyss. Tightening her hand around the metal circle, the item seemingly replicated in two. The laughter grew louder as a pink glow began to outline her vision of darkness. 

“Ladybug, I am Papillion, and I give you the power for you to hand me your and Chat Noir’s Miraculous!” 

Understanding that the items she held were her earrings, she pulled her fist to her chest. She would not give up without a fight. 

“Oh Ladybug,” the voice mocked. Don’t you understand? You’ve already lost.” 

Akin to stage lights, the world lit up. Chat Noir stood on her balcony, grinning from ear to ear. “Hello m’Lady!” 

Gritting her teeth, she told herself that she would fight the Akuma. She would not allow Papillion to tell her what to do. With this thought, his laughter grew louder. 

“You must not understand, Ladybug. I said, you’ve already lost.” 

Chat Noir’s eyes began to bulge as he fell to the ground. “Why, why would you do this?” 

She tried to tell him it wasn’t her, but the blood covering her now empty hands said otherwise. 

“You killed him, just like you killed everyone else.” 

Marinette ran to the edge of her balcony. All across the streets people laid motionless, scarlet flowing towards the drains. Iron, decay, and burning flesh stung her nostrils. 

“Thank you for so easily bringing back what I had lost .” Papillion stood before her, each Kwami floating around his head. 

-

Tom burst through the trap door as Marinette seized for breath. 

“Marinette! It’s okay, you’re home. I’m right here. I’m right here.” He brought her into his lap and rocked her as he did when she was young. 

Still adjusting to the concept of being awake, she struggled to erase the images of decaying flesh. 

-

Alya pounced to Marinette’s room, with the breakfast provided by Sabine in hand. She was sleeping when Marinette had sent the message regarding the return of the Miraculous’, and had been eagerly waiting on standby since she first opened her eyes. Once she entered the room, she had a similar reunion as Marinette; the Kwamis pounced on her while dancing with joy. Marinette, however, sat hunched at her desk tapping her pen. 

“Here,” Alya pushed the coffee to her. 

“Alya!” Marinette nearly jumped from her chair. 

“Girl, you do not look good,” Alya said with care, knowing that she had interrupted Marinette in the midst of a dissociative state.  

“It’s, it’s the Miraculous’! What do I do? Should they stay? Should they go? Will everyone die because of me?” Marinette pulled her hands to the side of her head in panic. 

Taking a deep breath, Alya sat beside her. “Well, what do we know? Are they still at threat of being lost?” Her investigative voice always carried a therapeutic tune to it. 

“Ugh, I don’t know, they don’t want to tell me anything!” Marinette motioned to the Kwamis that crowded to observe them. 

“Is Papillion defeated?” Alya looked towards the Kwamis, assuming it would be better to start general. 

“Yes and no,” responded Wayzz. Since he spent the most time with Master Fu, the Miraculous’ agreed that he should be the one to answer any questions regarding their captivity. 

“Okay, let’s start with the yes,” Alya crossed her arms at him. 

“Nooroo’s old holder will no longer be a risk.” 

Alya scanned the group, noting the lack of the Peacock and the Dog Miraculous. “Did the previous holder voluntarily give Nooroo to a new holder?” 

Wayzz was impressed by Alya’s form of questioning. She was clearly hunting for information, but understood how to approach the questions in a way that Wayzz could answer them without causing harm. “No, it was before the defeat.” 

Alya glanced toward Marinette. “How much do you want to bet it’s Felix and Lila?” 

Marinette groaned as she reached for her coffee. If she never heard either of their names again, it would still be too soon. 

“Is it safe for everyone to stay together?” Alya asked the question she knew Marinette was dying to know. 

“That is not for us to decide, but the decision of the Guardian.” 

“Do you see my problem?” Marinette waved a hand as she shoved a piece of toast in her mouth. 

All of the Miraculous were sitting on Marinette’s desk. She was afraid to put them in their box, in case the power of fetch was ever used against her again. 

“I think,” Alya began, “we should give the Miraculous’ to the individual holders, it will lessen the threat of Felix being able to use that power against us.” 

“That’s a lot of pressure to put on someone!” Marinette crunched a piece of paper within her fist. 

“But you can’t carry this burden by yourself.” Alya lifted a hand to Marinette’s shoulder. 

“Do you think they’ll be safe if they know each other’s identities?” 

“Why?” This question surprised Alya. Marinette was always so careful about identities, this seemed too risky. 

“One, if that person gets Akumatized, everyone can anticipate that extra power. Two, so that they have someone to talk to.” 

Alya weighed the risks. With Felix being the logical option for the missing Peacock Miraculous, he may already know some of the identities. It would be a risk in any form, but having support may strengthen the team overall. “You should ask the holders what they want to do. Give them the right to choose if they want extra support or not.” 

“You’re a goddamn genius!” Marinette shouted at the obvious idea while pushing the papers from her desk into the bin. 

“How are we going to get Felix?” Alya returned to the lingering question. 

“Maybe we need to start with Adrien.” Marinette acknowledged. 

“Well, he is having another birthday celebration in just a few days! His second birthday? Eighteen Two Point O?”

The thought of facing Adrien again flashed the stench of rotting flesh to her mind. He was a perfectly stunning display of her failure to protect Paris. She spun the ring that she had snuck onto her finger. The decaying scent receded as she approached her stash of gifts. 

Save Me

Save me

I'm trapped in a vile world

Where the ending's all the same as every other

We're only here to die

Save me

I'm losing my only dream

I can use some guiding light

Some place to go

If you hear me let me know

The sun poured over his and Luka’s faces as they dipped their toes into the water. He could listen to Luka’s laugh all day. Intertwining their fingers, they watched the waves softly wade across the water. Adrien’s heart began to beat in his ears as Luka turned to kiss him. 

The beats became hollow and louder. 

He could feel Luka’s breath. 

The beats were closer. 

Adrien’s eyes bolted up to see his father behind him on the wooden dock, seething in rage. 

“How could you do this to me?” His voice rippled through the water. 

“Father, please!” Adrien stood to defend Luka. 

Gabriel forced Luka up by his hood, treating him like a dog you would grab by the scruff. “This is your fault, Adrien!” 

“Yes, it’s my fault, I’m sorry Father!” Adrien helplessly held his hands out while lowering to his knees. 

“You insolent child.” Gabriel growled as he pulled out a gun, the barrel pointed at Adrien’s face. “This is your fault.” The barrel stayed steady as he spoke, but was quick to switch its aim. 

Luka’s crystal blue eyes pleaded to Adrien. But he could not move. 

One shot. 

Luka’s blood showered Adrien. Gabriel’s eyes burned as he heartlessly dropped Luka’s body. Adrien stayed motionless as the body tumbled off the edge of the dock, into the water they had just dipped their feet. 

“You did this.” Gabriel screamed. He brought the gun up to his own scarlet temple. 

Two shot. 

-

Plagg rubbed Adrien’s back as he vomited into the toilet. 

“He’s gone, he can’t hurt you anymore.” Plagg reassured him. 

“He said it was my fault. My fault he died.” Adrien sobbed before vomiting again. 

Plagg floated towards Adrien’s bed, grabbing the water bottle that sat beside it. When he returned, Adrien was leaning against the wall. His knees were up with his legs partially spread, his hair clumped by sweat and tears. Plagg thought that once Adrien was home and healthy, he would start getting better. But he still lived in a cage of his own mind. Adrien had tried to go back to normal, but by the second night he realised he no longer held a concept of normal. He even pushed aside his simple comfort of pyjamas; there was no point in wearing a shirt when he was bound to vomit on it throughout the night. He could barely eat, play music, even his Chat charm was slipping away. When Gabriel died, he took a piece of Adrien with him. 

“It’s his fault for being such an ass. Don’t put that shit on yourself.” Plagg tried to offer reassurance. 

Adrien’s sweatpants flowed with each step back to his bed, bringing life to the waded-style strides he took. 

“Do you want a piece of cheese?” Plagg offered some of his hidden camembert. 

“Aw, you do love me!” Adrien weakly razzed, using Plagg’s words against him. The shot of humour comforted Plagg, who stuffed the entire piece in his mouth. 

Crawling under the sheets, Adrien reached for his phone. 

“Who are you calling at this time?” Plagg's question was slightly muffled by camembert. 

Adrien half-smirked as he listened for the trill of the phone. 

“He-llo?” Luka’s voice cracked. 

Adrien’s chest tightened. For some reason, when he thought of calling Luka to speak, he didn’t actually consider they would talk. 

“Uh- hi,” Adrien shyly responded. 

“Adrien?” Luka’s voice rapidly began to come to life. 

“Sorry for calling so late. I didn’t even think-,” 

“It’s okay, Adrien. I’m glad you called.” Juleka’s mumbles could be heard in the background, but the shuffling indicated that Luka was changing locales. 

“Really? Thank you. You- you’re an amazing person Luka.” 

“Mmm as much as I love that I got to wake up being complimented by Adrien Agreste, I feel like there’s something wrong.” Luka’s intuition endured through technology and exhaustion. 

“I had a nightmare about you.” Adrien distracted himself with the hem of his blanket. 

“I’m sorry, what did dream Luka do?” 

Adrien sadly chuckled at Luka’s assumption that he was the one who hurt him. “My dad… he killed you. And then himself.” Closing his eyes, he allowed his head to empty in the hanging silence. 

“Well, I’m still here. And I’m not going anywhere.” 

Silent tears fell down Adrien’s cheeks. “Thank you, Luka.” 

“Of course, I’m just glad to hear your voice again.” 

“I-,” Adrien’s voice cracked from sobs of relief and lingering terror. 

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything. I’m here.” 

Once again, Adrien allowed Luka to become an audience to his vulnerability. Trying to regain his bearings, Adrien wiped his face. Plagg was quick to mutedly offer tissues. As the room began to still, Adrien could finally muster the ability to speak. From an Akuma to a butterfly, Adrien’s anxiety shifted from trauma to the desire to bring Luka closer. “Are you coming to the party? It’s a bit… ridiculous. Having two. But Nathalie really wanted to do it. It would be better if you were there.” 

“I’d love to be there.” 

Neither of them knew it, but their exhausted, smitten grins mirrored each other’s.

Luka went back to his room, holding his phone to his chest. Yesterday, he was convinced that his dreams of Adrien were teasing nightmares. Now, their tragic fate was not so clear. 

[drtwit]

Miraculous Ladybug: No More Heroes - Chapter 37

Defect ll - Summary:

Chat gets the villain monologuing.

"Gabriel, be honest. It wasn't Emilie's death that made you a villain, it wasn't the world, and it wasn't the miraculous. It was always you - You were a villain long before you created Hawkmoth." Three years after his death, Gabriel Agreste awakens to a Paris ruled by akumas. He has no idea how he's alive, he has no idea what happened to Paris, all he knows it that he was the one who allowed this to happen. Hunted by the ghosts of his past, with no miraculous to protect him, and his greatest enemy now his only ally, Gabriel must brave this nightmare with Marinette Dupain-Cheng and make a choice: To become the villain he knows he is, or to find a way to become the father he failed to be.

Fandom:

Miraculous Ladybug

Relationships:

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

Gabriel Agreste/Nathalie Sancoeur

Characters:

Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

Gabriel Agreste

Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir

Nathalie Sancoeur

Colt Fathom

Lila Rossi

Nino Lahiffe

Chloé Bourgeois

Félix Fathom

Luka Couffaine

Alya Césaire

Max Kanté

Additional Tags:

Gabriel Agreste Redemption

Has a long way to go

Chloé Bourgeois Redemption

Retcons

Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir Needs a Hug

Identity Reveal

Ladybug/Hawkmoth team-up

Gabriel Backstory

Gabriel being an asshole

Protective Nathalie Sancoeur

Félix Fathom Is Bad at Feelings

Lila Rossi Being Lila Rossi

Hurt Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir

Story switches between two major points in time

Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Needs a Break

[disappointed-and-depleted]

Every Luka centric fic after Wishmaker:

I'm talking specifically about Yay? By LeDiz but its definitely not the only one, this poor boy has been through a lot.

Heres another version but with crudely drawn luka hair

[nikz-artea]

"Not even me. Luckily, Wishmaker never hit you or Cat Noir." The lie sounded so loud in the narrow alley. He hated the way it slipped out of his mouth so easily, but the look of utter relief she had even for a brief moment made it all worth it.

When she was out of sight, he fought the urge to sigh and began to walk back. If there's one person in the Paris who loathed lies with fearsome passion, it's him. He got Akumatized into Truth, for Kwamis sake! Lying was the discordant note his melody refused to play.

Marinette knew it and somehow it made him feel much worse because that knowledge was probably the reason why she believed him in a heartbeat.

Luka didn't want to but had to. So he did. He lied. For Marinette. For Adrien. For all of Paris. He lied for the sake of everyone but him. Because he knew how important Ladybug and Chat Noir's secret identities were to them. He was there when she firmly told them to hide the fact that they're a hero/heroine to protect their self and everyone close to them. It didn't matter how long they've been using the Miraculous or how strong they were. They should never tell anyone about it. Not even their parents.

So, who is he to take away the assurance away from them?

Guilt clawed its way to his conscience. He knew it was unfair of him to keep the truth from them. Still, knowing the pair, it was for their own good.

Marinette already had so many things going on in her life. The bakery, her future, all the dreams she wanted to achieve and her love for Adrien. One didn't need any instrument to her the clear frustration on the tone of her voice when they were talking earlier. If he told her, she would freak out and overthink about it.

It was same with Adrien. He was stuck in modeling, fencing, learning Mandarin, but most of all, a controlling father. He's living a life of nothing but blind obedience and he desperately wanted to change it by choosing his own future for himself. And if he knew that he found out about their secret identity, he would blame himself for not being good enough to stop an Akuma because he was too kind to even think ill of others.

He knew that Miraculous holders still have to face problems other than Akumas. He understood that despite being Paris' highly regarded superhero duo, Ladybug and Chat Noir was still a child like him. Mere children that bore the safety of the citizens on their still developing shoulders. No wonder their inner melodies were in chaos and disarray.

Luka blinked, he had been so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice the bathroom in front of him.

The door opened, revealing Marinette. She smiled and thanked him when in fact, it should be the other way around. Not even a minute passed, Adrien came running to them.

He stared at them both. The heroes of Paris. The children who saved them one to many times from dangerous, Akumatized villains. Their friends. How fortunate were they to have such great, selfless friends? His lips curled up in a grateful smile as he thanked the heroes, the both of them, with all genuineness he could muster.

Lying may not be so bad after all if it could protect the two amazing person in front of him.

Adrien and Marinette glanced at each other with a smile and he realized with a sinking feeling that oh. Oh, these two were hopelessly in love with each other.

It was like cutting his own heartstrings when he decided to step away let go of his love. His chest constricted with pain and he could almost hear the heartbreak mixing in his melody, creating a bittersweet sound. But he made up his mind, he would support and encourage Marinette to pursue the love of her life no matter how much it crushed him because he knew right from the start that he had no chance.

There was no way he could ever compete for her affection. Not when her heart was already singing Adrien's song. Yet he still foolishly hoped it would work out for them. That he could somehow slowly alter the tune and make them resonate.

Now though, he saw how stupid he had been. They were obviously made for each other. And he would do everything to keep anything and anyone from standing in between them.

[percy-the-diet-coke]

*s4 spoiler* *this scene existing*

*googles* how to hug someone through a picture

[yasminjofficial]

For my peers who want good things for luka 🖤