#adrian agreste fluff

[frickingnerd]

adrien breaking up with his s/o

pairing: adrien agreste / chat noir x gn!reader

tags: angst, lovers to friends, adrien still loves you, reader starts dating someone else, adrien keeping secrets (chat noir's identity)

being chat noir has been quite hard on adrien

he had sacrificed himself countless times for ladybug and the other heroes

and he had tried to give up his miraculous almost as many times

he had to endure so much during his time as chat noir and had seen what hawkmoth is capable of

especially if he discovers the heroes identities

luckily adrien wasn't affected by this yet, but what if one day hawkmoth found out he was chat noir?

how long would it take him to figure out you were his weakness? you were his significant other after all and already in the public eye due to dating him

if hawkmoth would realize how much you meant to him, adrien wouldn't want to imagine what he was willing to do to you, just to make him cooperate

so adrien asks you to go back to being just friends

he tells you he isn't ready to be in a relationship yet, which isn't even a lie. he wants to be with you, but he can't. not yet. not until hawkmoth is defeated

you are hurt at first, but you want to respect his feelings. so the two of you return to being friends and slowly you move on

it kills adrien to be so close to you, but not being able to hold your hand anymore or kiss you

and it hurts him even more when you eventually move on after another guy asks you out

he's happy for you, but adrien knows that this should've been him. he should be the one by your side

if only he could give up his miraculous and live a normal, ordinary life

with you by his side…

[mlbigbang2024]

ML Big Bang 2024 Fic Recs

Romance Category

This collection of fics were recommended by the contributors of the @mlbigbang2024 for their favourite fics of 2024 (posted in between Nov 2023 to Dec 2024).

General and Teen and Up Fics

The Cap and Bells (Rated: G)

By @cardiac-agreste (KPG)

Main relationship: Adrien/Marinette

Tags: Loveybug AU, loveywalker, implied Ladynoir

Summary: Catwalker meets up with Loveybug after a difficult day in his civilian life.

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: How can you express joy and love in 600 words or less, in all its poetic glory? 

Off Pointe (Rated: T)

By @mysticraven20

Main relationship: Adrien/Marinette

Tags: AU - No Miraculous, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, AU - Ballet

Summary: To Adrien, dance was just a selection of movements. A well rehearsed transition from one gesture to the next; the brush of a hand, the closeness of bodies, a well-timed duet between two people to entertain. His mother had encouraged him to dance from his heart and love his music — a metaphor he never understood, until that one day when they stopped. The pregnant pause in the combination of fluidity, finally making everything clear.

It wasn’t the quality of the choreography or the characters they were playing, it was the girl twirling effortlessly around in his arms. For, when Adrien finally found the right partner, that’s when the music truly began.

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: This is a beautiful holiday fic. I loved the newspaper articles as a narrative device and the author conveys a love of dance in between all the fluff and angst.

The Devil Wears Gabriel (Rated: T)

By @jigglypuff1994

Main relationship: Luka/Marinette

Tags: Inspired by The Devil Wears Prada, Fashion Designer Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Turtle Nino Lahiffe | Carapace

Summary: Being Ladybug is no easy task; she is the leader of Team Miraculous and keeps peace throughout Paris. Other than the weekly akuma attacks, her main problem is keeping Chat Noir and Viperion under control and out of each other’s jealous hairs. Sometimes, she misses the old days when it was just her and her kitty.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng has recently graduated university and lives in Paris with her steady boyfriend of a few years, Luka Couffaine. After interviewing for a position she doesn't want in the first place, she ends up working as Gabriel Agreste’s assistant.

Between akumas, a narcassistic boss, and the men fighting for her attention, how will she survive the next year of her life?

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: It is a retelling of the movie the devil wears Prada, (also, Natalie is a bit younger in this) I really like it because I love that movie. The characters fit pretty seamlessly in these roles. In this fic Adrian/ Chloe never met Marinette and the others. Oh and at the start of the fic is Lukanette still a thing, but if you know the movie, then you also know there is some angst ahead. :’D (Oh and I personally love the relationship between Chloe and marinette, it’s to die for!! <3)

Cookie Cutter (Rated: T)

By @rosekasa (alizeh, maketea)

Main Relationship: Adrien/Marinette

Tags: Friends to lovers, baking, identity reveal

Summary: after the start of their government-issued break, ladybug and chat noir realise that their christmas vacations are not going the way they expected.

but when ladybug, lonely and partner-less for her favourite baking competition, accidentally stumbles across chat noir's secret apartment, they realise there are more ways than one to work as a team.

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: Ladybug and Chat Noir bake together!!!! Gosh I am a sucker for fics where they have to cooperate on non-akuma things! AHHHHHHHH!!!

The Only Love We Keep (Rated: G)

By @nemaliwrites

Main Relationship: Audrey & Zoe, Chloe & Zoe, Marinette & Zoe, Alya/Zoe

Tags: 5+1 Things, Self-Esteem Issues, Angst with a Happy Ending

Summary: Zoé is used to wanting things she can’t have — loving people who do not love her back. She’s made peace with that.

But as soon as she meets Scarabella, she’s a goner.

Or, five times Zoé’s love wasn’t reciprocated, and one time it was.

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: It's a 5+1 prompt about an oft-derided character, looks at Zoe’s American life, and explores her budding romantic feelings. Even if you don’t care about Zoe, this is a must-read.

A Contact Named Kevin (Rated: T)

By @mysticraven20

Main Relationship: Adrien/Marinette

Tags: Scapegoat, anonymous caller, idiots in love

Summary: Marinette doesn’t know his real name, but her contact known as ‘Kevin’ has helped her out of many sticky situations.

Or the one where Chat Noir is Marinette's scapegoat.

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: A sweet fic about Marinette using Chat Noir as the person she calls to get her out of sticky social situations. It’s cute and fun and original. Author is one of the most dedicated Adrienette writers in the fandom.

Phantom Pains (and other hints of you) (Rated: T)

By @buggachat

Main relationship: Adrien/Marinette

Tags: AU - Ghosts, Child Abuse, Implied Sexual Content

Summary: She couldn't remember anything. Not where she was going, where she'd been, why she was in this stairwell, or even her own name. But as she watched the blood pool at the base of the steps, she at least knew one thing for certain: the corpse was hers.

Getting used to being dead was going to have its growing pains.

—

“Well, unlucky lady,” Chat Noir greeted with a bow, “Can I get your name?”

“Didn’t we just talk about this? I told you, I don’t remember it.”

“And I told you,” he reminded, “that you can just pick whatever fits you best.”

—

Ladybug and Chat Noir may not remember who they once were, but at least the two lost souls can find comfort in each other's company. But as Ladybug starts uncovering more and more memories of her life, letting the past go doesn't seem as easy as Chat Noir claims it to be.

Read on Ao3

Why we liked it: Marinette DIES. Now she's a ghost. But not everyone is sad! A wonderful story with inventive lore.

Mature and Explicit Fics

Hold My Hand (I want to show you off) (Rated: E)

By @burntwaffle12

Main relationship: Adrien x Marinette

Tags: workplace sex, semi-public sex

Summary: Working at Gabriel was as easy as breathing, until she was required to sit on top of Adrien and kiss him all over.

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: A story about hot mess Marinette helping Adrien during an awkward photoshoot.

Requiem for a Dream (Rated: E)

By @akumatisedhamster

Main relationship: Adrien/Luka/Marinette

Tags: Lukadrienette Endgame, Primary School teacher Adrien, Jubilation powers used for evil

Summary: Six years ago, the Supreme was defeated with the help of Shadybug and Claw Noir. But not without its consequences. Trapped in a magical coma using the power of jubilation, they were slowly tortured, reliving nightmares of their own design.

In an act of desperation, Hesperia wiped the memories of Shadybug and Claw Noir so that they could live the rest of their lives as normal teenagers.

What he didn’t know was that Shadybug was pregnant at the time. ——————————————— Newly single and broke, Marinette moves back to Paris with her six year old daughter.

She was doing just fine, mending her broken relationship with her parents and finding her feet again in her hometown. Working as a porn star had its advantages. Good money, flexible hours. Things got more complicated when she started dating her co-star, Luka. On top of that, she didn’t expect to get feelings for her daughter’s primary school teacher, Mr Agreste.

Her new boyfriend couldn’t stop noticing how her daughter bore a striking resemblance to Adrien. But he wasn’t the girl’s father… or was he?

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: I love the post-Supreme reverse world and the whole memory wipe element!

A Bump in the Road (Rated: E)

By @talkstoself

Main Relationship: Adrien/Luka/Marinette

Tags: No Powers AU, Established Relationship, Unplanned Pregnancy

Summary: Four years. Four years they’d been together when their relationship hit a fork in the road - Luka wanted a baby, Adrien did not. After going their separate ways Adrien spends a fantastic night with a down-on-her-luck stranger named Marinette and realises he does want forever. He’s ready to commit to Luka.

Slight problem, the one night stand left Marinette pregnant…

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: The relationship that slowly grew between Luka Adrien and Marinette was wonderful!

It's Hard to Overstate my Satisfaction (Rated: E)

By katrinette_afterdark

Main Relationship: Ladynoir

Tags: Porn, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously

Summary: "Have you ever thought about what would happen if you put my baton in your yo-yo?"

She squints at him. "Is that supposed to be a euphemism?"

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: This is crack smut at its finest! Hilarious concept, excellent execution.

Two Virgin Losers (Rated: E)

By @literaphobe

Main relationship: Ladynoir

Tags: Virginity Loss, Aged-up Character(s), Sexual Humor

Summary:

kittykittymeowmeow: My superhero partner (23F) recently asked me (23M) to take her virginity. I’m guessing she thought I was some type of sex god whore, but I’m actually also a huge virgin. For some reason, my lack of sexual prowess made her double down on her decision? She got kind of excited for us to platonically lose our virginities to each other and that made me panic. I mayyyy have told her I don’t want to be deflowered by another virgin, just in case she sucks at sex and I wind up hating it. The truth is, I think she’d be great at sex (she also thinks this). I think she’s amazing at everything she tries. I’ve also fallen in love with her multiple times and I will almost definitely get obsessed with her again if I sleep with her. Unfortunately, even though she’s really mad at me right now, I want her so bad I think I might die. Um… AITA?

Read on Ao3

What we liked about tit ( <- serendipitous typo): Ladybug asks Chat Noir to take her virginity. Then they tap-dance around each other, and inside each other, with alacrity, angst, passion, and idiocy.

Queen Marinette: A Royal Engagement (Rated: M)

By @hamsteriffic

Main Relationship: Adrien/Marinette

Tags: Arranged Marriage, AU - Royalty, Georgian Period

Summary: Princess Marinette had always known she would marry for duty, but she had never even heard of King Adrien until her betrothal (she would know, because she had looked up all the crown Princes within a hundred mile radius).

Nevertheless, her parents were delighted at the offer of marriage and her uncle was given the privilege of escorting her to England for her wedding and the whole thing felt wrong.

Read on Ao3

What we liked about it: Period pieces can be so fun, can’t they? I spent a long time with my wife playing Queen Charlotte in the background of my life. She may have Netflix, but I have Ao3 and this! I win! The sex, when it comes, is perfectly written, plot-centered intimacy.

[auspicious-lilana]

hi! do you do male!readers?

if so, could you do a male!reader x Adrian agreste? just something fluffy please :D

🌹💫

I never wrote for a male! Reader so this was a fun experiment write for me, hope it was up to your taste! 

Adrian was waiting at a cafe, occasionally checking his watch as he sighed.

“Told you coming 15 minutes early was a stupid idea.” Plagg smugly pointed out to Adrian from his spot in the inner pocket of Adrian’s cardigan.

“Shut up, and get back in before someone spots you.”  Adrian annoyedly shoved his tiny head back deeper in the pocket, ignoring Plagg’s protests to be gentler. “Maybe I should order something while I wait. . . “

“Adrian!”  The blonde boy brightened at the voice of his long awaited date, looking up to see Y/n speed walking his way towards him. “Did I keep you waiting for too long? I was thinking of coming 15 minutes earlier but didn’t know if it was a good idea. . . “

Adrian momentarily stood surprised before breaking into a grin.

“Nah, you’re good. I wasn’t waiting too long.”

“That’s good, I’d feel kinda bad if you did.”

“Well, you’re here now. That’s what counts right?”  Adrian got up from his seat, grabbing Y/n’s hand, bringing it up to his lips, giving a gentle kiss. Y/n got flustered as he averted his eyes, looking down at his feet as the blush crawled up his face.

“G-Gee, you sure do know how to turn up the charm.”

“I try.” Adrian chuckled, helping Y/n sit down. “Your reactions are cute too, You’re too easy to tease it’s hard to resist.”

Y/n only grumbled in response before remembering their plans.

“What movie are we going to see anyway?”  Adrian only pridely smiled, digging his pockets and sliding the two tickets across the table. Y/n grabbed it and gasped. “No way! F/m?! It stopped screening weeks ago, how’d you. . . “

“Rich model boy,”  Adrian pointed to himself. “Funny the things you can get with a million dollar face like mine.”

“Man, dating a model doesn’t seem so bad now huh.”

“With the right one, you can win the best of both worlds.” Adrian cheekily winked.

“You didn’t just make a hannah montana reference.”

“I like to think my life is one close to hers.”

“Except the fact you don’t wear a wig to hide your agreste look.”

“Don’t need to, I have a grumby bodyguard to keep publicity off.”

“Good point.”

“Now, jokes aside. Do you want anything to eat before we leave for our movie.”  Y/n thought for a while, not feeling up for it.

“We can walk there, we’ll make it as soon as the movie is starting.”

“Whatever my dear boyfriend requests.”  Adrian held out his hand majestically.

“Normally I’d say that was cringe and never go on a date with you again, but you’re getting a pass for being cute.”

“I’m honored.”  Adrian and Y/n laughed for a bit as they began walking, their hands intertwined.

“Say, where is that bodyguard of yours?”

“After a couple of begging, he’s giving me an hour of alone time with my love before starting to follow us again.”

“Oh? You’re planning to do something during that hour?”

“I can think of a couple activities.”

“Adrian!”

[minnesota-fats]

Day 4 Soft Looks

When you and your bf go on a secret date and you both are sitting of the top of the Eiffel Tower enjoying the sun in June!

@lukadrien-june

Don’t just like please reblog! ❤️

[crookedfieldmouse]

[surshica]

GLITZ N GLAMOUR

: CL16

genre: fluffy fluff yeay

warnings: translated french

A/N: heyy🧎‍♀️ kinda shit but GAGAGAGAGAGAGAGGAGAGA i’m bored :p STREAM SPICY BTW.

synopsis: charles dating f1 blogger and f1 interviewer — charles leclerc x reader (faceclaim: karina aespa)

charles_leclerc

liked by pierregasly,_ynln,lilymhe,landonorris and 1,825,729 others

charles_leclerc my girlfriend is still hotter than you

tagged _ynln

_ynln you’re so delulu it hurts

↳ charles_leclerc no i just love MY girlfriend

landonorris we want more of yn not you

↳ charles_leclerc and if i were to say something bad i’ll be the villain.

↳ landonorris WE WANT MORE OF YN

↳ charles_leclerc 😒

user HELP all because bro didn’t want to answer a question about thirst tweets

↳ user he definitely does read them..GUILT ASS

liked by _ynln

user this is so cute omg

carlossainz55 he actually runs a yn fan account on twitter and has multiple yn edits saved on tiktok

↳ charles_leclerc you suck btw !!

↳ _ynln WAIT REALLY? that’s actually really cute

↳ charles_leclerc just kidding i love you carlos thanks for that 😛

↳ maxverstappen1 nah the switch up is insane..

user living pinterest coupleeee

pierregasly i don’t think anybody realizes he did the tiktok sounds manifesting yn would like him more than a friend

↳ _ynln HELP “more than a friend” sorry love you’re only a friend to me now

↳ charles_leclerc what te eff.

↳ danielriccardo not yn pulling a adrian agreste on you LMAO

↳ charles_leclerc who?

↳ _ynln stfu. we’re watching that tonight

f1 power couple~

scuderiaferrari ugh i want her more move charles😍

↳ redbullracing you’re time with her is over she is with us now~

↳ scuderiaferrari yeah for one interview, only one she’s coming back to us afterwards

↳ mercedesamgf1 she’s going with us actually!

↳ astonmartinf1 she’s coming over to us soon..right!

↳ scuderiaferrari in your dreams ‼️

@ surshica | rb & follow.

[itadore-you]

chat noir! kirishima x ladybug! reader hcs

a/n: (fluff, also fem!reader in mind when I was scribbling down this oneshot. i imagine chat noir! kirishima to be 19, as well as the reader in this)

I'm obsessed with the idea of kirishima as chat noir from miraculous ladybug.

think about it, just hear me out for a second. the main trait of chat noir is the brave face that he upholds, boldly flirtatious and playful in manner whilst being a saving grace to Paris. and obviously, similar to the world of mha, he's a superhero with powers. if miraculous was written properly so that chat and ladybug could be an actual yin and yang duo, that would perfectly capture the dynamic of chat noir!kirishima and lady bug! reader.

so. how exactly kirishima relates to chat noir? I can see perfectly that kirishima’s sweet and chivalrous nature is good reason for him to be given a miraculous, yet at first he sort of adopts more similar behaviours like marinette’s original reaction to being a hero at the beginning. nervous, highly doubtful of themselves and denying if they really are fit for the job. but a crucial job is at hand of course, so lady bug!reader would have to snap him out of those thoughts and sweetly but firmly tell him that he is supposed to be a hero, so he better start acting like it. even though you don't feel like you’re quite sure why you were chosen either, both of them having doubt wouldn't fix anything anyway, and with that you throw out your yoyo grinning at him to say, it's ok, we are going to learn together, right? us two, against the world. well. actually saving it.

your words from day one stuck with him, and shape him into the hero he becomes later on. kirishima starts to see the guise of chat noir like a version of himself who he couldn't be in day to day life, and he loves the freedom it gives him. I don't necessarily think that kirishima would be like Adrian Agreste when he's not suited up as chat, but rather like a background type of character with a simple yet comfortable life who longs for more to make his life worth something.

being chat noir, his friends wouldn't even believe it’s him. it’s funny, because underneath that skin-tight leather cat suit, the playful smile that he wears, the cat ears pinned to his bold red hair, underneath all of that still lies kirishima. yes, as a normal civilian he has his undyed black hair but the physical difference pretty much stops there between his two personas. sometimes you see a hint of kirishima’s nail biting habit when he sometimes raises the claw of his costume to his mouth, or when that happy smile falters upon failure, and kirishima freezes in his place. in those moments, hes scared again. not brave anymore. kirishima hates those moments where he's so weak, especially in front of you, the brave ladybug.

I'm going to bring it up again. ever since he first met you, with the pretty red ribbons in your hair, and determined and cute looking in your dotted hero costume, not to mention your words to him of "being in this together"; he couldn't stop thinking of you two being together. the brave face he put on as chat noir meant that sometimes he'd express this by flirting with you cheesily, and endearing you with endless pet names, his favorite of course being bugaboo, and when you were in less of a cheerful mood, reverting to m'lady in a faux politeness instead. even after you would reject him, laughing as you'd tell him to focus on the job instead, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster and keep attempting to show his feelings in the quiet moments after missions. Kirishima is so curious to learn more about you, I love to think of him as absolutely whipped for you, but he's also such a respectful guy that he would respect the boundary of the secret identities, and he even turned down the flirting dial a couple notches when you confided in him that your heart was set on another person.

"so... what’s he like?" kirishima can't face you as he feels his cheeks heat up in jealousy. "or uh. she. they. whoever you like."

you're both lying on a rooftop, basking in the peaceful illumination of the moon. tonight's akuma wasn't too hard to catch, having been a couple streets away from your house and the villain was a clueless child caught in a nightmare. After escorting them back to their house to sleep safely, the two of you didn't really have the energy to go back home quite yet, and the crisp air of outside made you feel so alive as you lay next to each other.

"we shouldn't be telling each other so much personal stuff, chat," you say after a pause. "but I mean, as long as I don't say too much, then I guess ... it'll be okay."

Kirishima nods, silent as you continue.

"He’s really sweet and kind. Quiet, but anyone can easily get along with him well. I don't think he realises how much he stands out to me."

"So you gonna tell him?"

"maybe. I don't talk to him a lot, but I wish I could. we are kind of already friends, but I don't think he sees me as... more than that."

"maybe he does! why wouldn't he, you're an amazing person, ladybug," he smiles. "I know you, bugaboo. I know we don't know each other like, in real life, but I definitely would choose you if I could."

"chat!" you laugh, pushing his arm playfully. "You know, you're really sweet sometimes."

a moment passes between the two of you, beating in the night wind that carries over the rooftop.

"do you have anyone special to you like that as well?" you interject into the silence.

"yeah."

his response is instantaneous, almost as if the answer to your question is that obvious.

"well what are they like?"

kirishima exhales, feeling not brave enough in the moment to fully confess his feelings for you. After all, you think most of the time that he's just playing around, being chat. you don't know it, but the love he feels deep in his chest is from him, the real him too, not just his heroic character. kirishima. but as you've always said, how can you get to know this without having to reveal identities and muddle up everything? risk both of your miraculous? it's safer to pretend, whilst under a pretence after all.

"she's determined, hard working, independent yet still soft sometimes. when I see her lower her guard, I just want to be what she can always rely on. because sometimes, when you feel so buried, it's hard to look around and see the hand reaching out to you from right above, y'know?" even though he tried to hold back all the feelings, they blossom in the peace of the night, next to you. "so I feel like she doesn't always see that I want to be that for her. kinda like how you feel with your guy, maybe. I want her to see me, but... it's hard."

you nod, feeling your heart hurt for your feline partner. kirishima can’t stop now that he's started, and it all pours out, honest despite his initial fear.

"and she's so pretty. I love seeing her all the time, even when she's under pressure or having a low moment," kirishima starts to turn red as he rambles on about how her eyebrows pinch together in a frown, the cute pout on her lips, and the shine of her hair. her athleticism, her intelligence, all of it. The girl truly does sound amazing through chat’s eyes, you think to yourself. he must really, really like her a lot.

"you sound like you’re in love with her," you interrupt his ramble, a bit teasing in tone.

"uhm. yeah. maybe." kirishima struggles for words as he realises how long he talked about you to you this entire time, and he's a bit embarrassed that he did that. "yeah, I'd call it something like, uh, love."

you sigh breathily in response. "love, huh? Well I wish you the best with her."

and starting to stand, looking to the moon in the distance: "its getting late, chat."

"yeah, I suppose it is. m'lady." He bows, and then extends his staff as he turns towards his direction to leave.

"You're like the sky."

"huh?" he turns to you, confused.

"Noir. like your name."

it's a lame joke, but it's enough to make him smile as he bids you a "goodnight, m'lady."

"see you around, kitty."

even with your deductive skills, which are essential to possessing the power of the lucky charm, you're still clueless that the one chat noir was telling you about was you, and that you were telling him about him. in the daytime, when you’re not under so much pressure to be ladybug, you’re just a regular person really, hopelessly in love with your college classmate Eijiro Kirishima. the love square in this show is absolutely crazy, but I'm ngl I absolutely live for it and its build up over the seasons. 

I'm gonna shut up now about chat noir!kirishima because honest to god I could talk about him all day, and am willing to make even more detailed headcannons on this au crossover thing in the future mwah ha ha

[wornoutmouse]

Look I wrote this for my friend but i popped the hell off with this one so if you don’t mind reading a name inbetween a few dialogue points pls read

You ran hurriedly through the halls of the school as the third bell finally rang. You had overslept and had barely made it onto the bus. Skidding to a stop, you slow down when you get to the door, catching your breath before entering. Just as you annoyingly expected, eyes dart towards you as soon as you entered, effectively catching the teacher’s attention.

 “This is the second time you are late young lady, one more time and I will have no choice but to write you up.” You smile awkwardly, “Sorry Miss, it won’t happen again.”  Ms. Bustier clicks her tongue disapprovingly as she watched her student walk to her seat, head hanging low. You sit down in your chair with a soft sigh as Ms. Bustier spoke about today’s lesson.

For the most part, you pay attention to the lesson being taught, that is until your attention is being interrupted by a pencil poking your side. From your peripheral vision, you see fluffy blond hair swaying gently to get your attention. You mutter under your breath, swiping the pencil with your hand, “Quit it Adrien I’m already in trouble.” The boy huffs but the playful aura still hung around making your skin buzz with excitement.

 Shifting in your seat, you squint your eyes at the smartboard, writing down notes every so often. Looking down once again, you notice a small piece of paper folded, You look at Adrien who boredly watched your teacher speak. Opening the paper you roll your eyes at the note inside. 

A - Late again are you Miss Mia? One more time and I might have to wake you up myself

Nibbling the tip of your pencil you write a note back, crumpling the paper before tossing it at Adrien’s head with a smirk.

You- Well maybe I wouldn’t have been so tired if you hadn’t interrupted my study time with your modeling rants

The paper is tossed back at your head, catching in your curly hair, making Adrien snort.

A- Well I can think of other ways to keep you up at night...

You cough loudly at the message, eyes darting at Adrien’s laid-back figure. You scribble down a quick snarky reply with shaking hands. You go to pass the paper but the sound of a throat clearing interrupts you. You turn to your left and are forced to look up, gulping when you notice your teacher’s signature white blazer. She holds her hand out and you reluctantly place the ball of paper in her hand.

“While I will not embarrass you by reading out your hidden messages, I will embarrass you by writing you up for detention.” Sputtering, you point an accusing finger at the smug boy behind you, “He started it first I was just..” You are hushed by a firm hand on your shoulder, “Well if that’s the case, both you and Adrien can join each other at study hall.” Adrien groans behind you and you throw a glare his way, one that he responds with a teasing wink. The sound of the bell ringing grimly reminds you of the dreadful time awaiting you in study hall after school.

 When you get thereAdrien is already there and waves you over to him. You narrow your eyes at him but sit next to him anyway. “Aww don’t look at me like that Mi, it’s not my fault you aren’t stealthy enough to pass a simple note in class.” You roll your eyes, “Well if you weren’t tossing notes like a child, we wouldn’t be here either.” Adrien laughs loudly earning a sharp look from the detention monitor. 

He mutters a silent apology as you busy yourself with a notepad and pencil. The study hall is silent and boring and 11 minutes feel like 11 hours as the clock ticks by. Adrien watches your small scribbles turn into different shapes and sizes. Before long, he notices you drawing a rather familiar face. “Whatcha drawing?” You shrug, watching your pencil make the shape of cat-like ears.

You continue drawing, briefly recognizing Adrien’s body heat as he watches over your shoulder. “You like Chat Noir huh?” Your precise pencil strokes outline the lean frame of one of Paris’s heros. While it is undoubtedly Chart Noir in a heroic setting, the way his eyes slant a little more than his mask allows and the way one of his hands rested on his chest did give way to a more seductive undertone. 

“Yeah, I think he’s pretty hot not gonna lie.” Adrien hums, the feeling of his short breaths blowing against your shoulder makes you shiver. “Really? Well, he can’t be hotter than I can he?” Adrien fluffs his hair pompously as he stretches his body lazily. “I don’t know maybe a little.” Adrien sticks his tongue out at you.

Your monitor stands up and walks towards the door before turning around, “Listen you two, I am going to get lunch, and I better see you two here when I come back or you’ll get worse than detention.” The teacher fixes you both with a long look before leaving. “They are a little stiff in the ass.” You chuckle resting your head on your palm. Adrien slouches in his chair to play on his phone, giving you the perfect opportunity to observe him. Your friend is attractive, that is something you’ve come to terms with a long time ago, hiding your crush away deep in your mind. 

“You like to stare at me when you think?” His tenor voice startles you out of thought and you realize you now have his full attention. Your face is warm and for once you are glad you couldn’t visibly blush. 

“Hey, Adrien? What did you mean by that last message you passed me in class?” You tried to pass the question off as casual but you could feel your heart racing as the room filled with daunting silence. “What do you think I meant?” 

Suddenly Adrien felt too close and the room felt smaller. When you made eye contact with him, his eyes were slanted just like Chat Noirs on your drawing. “You tell me.” You said boldly. Adrien pondered for a while, green eyes observing your features, going from your eyes, down your nose before finally resting on your plump lips. “Well, I think it meant exactly what it said.” Adrien placed a hand on your thigh, squeezing the flesh in his palm. “So tell me why you like Cat Noir?” You stare at nothing, unable to compute the absurd request that came seemingly out of nowhere.

“What?” Adrian’s hand doesn’t stop moving on your thigh, heating your skin through your jeans. “Come on Mi, humor me for a moment.” You hum softly in an attempt at calming your heart rate. “Well, I like how he seems to enjoy what he does,  saving people...” As you speak Adrien takes the time to scoot closer to you paying a sparing glance at the door your teacher left out of a moment ago. “What would you do if you met him?” His hands got closer to your inner thigh fiddling with your belt loops.

The urge to clench your legs together was immediate as the fire within you grew stronger. “I would thank him for his service and-” Adrien shushes you with the sound of your belt clinking a loose. “Let me rephrase, what do you want him to do to you?” Before you had comprehended your predicament, Adrien’s hand had found itself inside your pants.

You were sitting rigidly in your chair, lips parted in a silent exhale. Slender fingers focused themselves on your swelling bud, pressing soft circles on it in an effort to coax it out of its hood. Noting your tensed posture, Adrien tries to distract you. He’ll admit even to himself that this was a bold move on his part and he was surprised you hadn’t pushed him off at this point. “I can stop if you want me to?” You feel his fingers stop their ministrations and you quickly grab his wrist. “No!”

His concerned demeanor is quickly wiped away by a broad smirk as his fingers resumed their task. “Okay then.” He places a kiss on your shoulder through your shirt making you shiver. “You didn’t answer my question.” You nod and try to speak in a stable manner. “I would want him to- oh god!” Adrien’s fingers began to work overtime as they went down to your lips, now wet with your arousal. “I would want him to touch me there! Please.” 

Lips latched lazily on your skin, sucking hard enough for you to feel it but not hard enough for marks to be left behind. “Where is’ there’ Mia? Use your words.” Your back arched in your chair when you felt his slick index finger playfully dip inside of you before returning to your clit.  “Adrien~” Your soft moans were audible now, and every small whimper made his cock ache at the thought of being the cause of your sweet noises. Adrien mockingly hummed, “Oh I see now.”

“You want him to fuck that pretty pussy of yours don’t you?”  You make a strange noise that is a mix of surprise and a moan. You’d never think words like those could leave Adrien’s mouth. “Y-Yes!”  Adrien nodded moving to use both hands now, it was an awkward position but it was worth it seeing you fall apart by his hands. “I bet you think of him at night, kissing you slowly, while his hands roam your body.”  Adrien sinks his teeth in your shoulder blade making you jerk as a particularly hard burst of pleasure racks your body. “You look so damn sexy like this kitty cat.’

You lean forward, holding yourself up by your desk as Adrien’s fingers move faster on your clit. “I can feel how fast your heart is beating, you gonna cum?” The teasing tone in his voice ignited the smallest ounce of competitiveness within you. You grit your teeth and shake your head, “Don’t get so full of yourself Agreste.” Your eyes clenched shut at the feeling of a finger finally entering you. Adrien looked at you with narrowed eyes. He wasn’t a fan when you got competitive, especially when you were obviously bluffing.

There was a thin layer of sweat forming on your skin as your orgasm got closer. Adrien focused on the way your walls quivered around his finger. Your choked-back moans cut the air as he pumps his finger faster. Your wetness was dripping onto your underwear and around his palm making squelching noises. “Are you sure you aren’t going to cum?” Adrien whispered close to your ear taking glee when a tremor passed down your spine. Your orgasm was too damn close for him to stop so you decide to swallow your pride just this once. “F-faster, Adrien, I’m close.” Those were indeed the wrong words to say. Adrien slowed his finger down to slow pumps while his thumb pressed harshly on your clit. He laughed as he could practically feel it throbbing, “I thought you said you weren’t going to cum?” You try to grind down on his hand, bucking slightly as his rough palm stimulated your sensitive lips. “Don’t be an ass ah-fuck!”

You grip the edge of your desk as you finally cum on his hand. Your eyelids flutter and Adrien marvels that the feeling of your cunt that was squeezing him so tightly he could neither tell if it was pulling him in or pushing him out. 

You grunt as he removes his finger, when you look over at him, he is preoccupied with pulling his cock out while licking his fingers clean of your cum. Adrien whimpered around his fingers as his other hand jerked his cock sharply “Ah, you taste better than I thought.” Your eyes travel down his chest to meet his junior. It was thick and surprisingly long. You couldn’t help but feel sorrow for the angry red it was at the tip. But the vein traveling up the side made your mouth water.

His hips bucked to meet his hand desperately. Curses left his soft lips as he tossed his head back in pleasure. A deep warmth flooded your gut from the vibrant imagery of him fucking you with it. “Mia-ah shit.” You raise your head up to meet his eyes, your heart skipping a beat at how the green of his eyes was almost completely drowned by his pupils. “It’s not fair if I helped you get you off, but you won’t help me.” You scootch forward a little bit, swallowing your saliva, “What do you want me to do?” Adrien spread his legs with his hands holding the sides of his chair, “Come on Mi, I haven’t even fucked you yet and you’ve already gone dumb?” 

A hand comes on your shoulder and gently coaxes you down to your knees. You feel small as Adrien peers down at you,  gaze disrupted as his cock begins twitching in front of you. Nervousness enters your head as you quickly come to the realization of how large his dick actually was. “What, are you afraid Mia? Or do I need to get you into the mood?”  Adrien sits up straighter, “Claws out.”  Your tilt your head curious as he combs his fingers through his hair, revealing...cat ears? The sight of a green glow slithering around his body was almost as unnerving as the sight of his outfit changing right before you. 

In little as no time flat, Paris’s neighborhood hero sat in front of you in all his leather glory. His eyes seemed even greener than before, and his personality seemed to change right before you. “Adrien you’re Chat Noir!?” The blond shrugs nonchalantly, gripping his cock and slapping it against your cheek. “Mi I am all for the formalities, but I am so close to fucking your brains out right now, that I think it would be in your best interest to start sucking.” While still being conscious of your hairstyle, Adrien...Noir, pulls your head closer to his groin.

You resist the urge to scrunch your face at the feeling of precum being smeared on your mouth and chin. This resistance only makes Noir chuckle, “Stick your tongue out for me.”  As if it was routine, you do as he says and moan softly from the feeling of his tip tapping your warm muscle. “So fucking perfect for me.”  The praise makes you clench and gives you the courage to open your mouth wider. You suck on his member making him release a pleased growl. His hand laid limply on the back of your head as you take the lead.

The salty taste while slightly unpleasant, wholly addictive. Feeling your growing comfort, Adrien begins thrusting to meet your mouth. The tip of his cock goes all the way to the back of your throat making you choke before dragging back but the sounds of you struggling doesn’t dissuade him. The feeling of your tongue grazing over his vein just before your throat constricted around him drove him wild. Your tiny whimpers made his balls vibrate as he moved faster.

You place your hands on his thighs in order to stable yourself as his thrusts got more brutal. Slob collected around your mouth before dripping down your chin and finally collected by his balls every time they hit your jaw. “Fuck I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum!” Adrien’s voice pitched higher as his claws scratched into the wooden chair of his seat. His head tossed back violently as his thrusts became sloppy, legs shaking. Loud sobs left his mouth as you bright him closer to the edge each thrust is accentuated by filthy words. “Your mouth is so. fucking. Tight. Fuck Mia!”

You felt cum shoot down your throat as Adrien holds your head painfully against this crotch. He weakly thrusts into your mouth a few more times before realizing you. Gasping for air, you wipe your mouth of saliva and look up at Adrien as he catches his breath.  Rough hands grip your chin making you look up at him. “You looked wrecked Mi.” Adrien laughs as he wipes cum off the corner of your mouth.  You stand up wobbly and albeit a bit light-headed, Adrien stands with you and kisses your lips, enjoying the taste of himself in your mouth.

“We are going to finish this later.” Before your brain could even prompt you to ask, the bell rings signaling that detention was over. Adrien deactivates his miraculous before grabbing his backpack and leaving detention hall.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Almost

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by the_sand_woman

"The saddest word in the whole wide world is the word almost.

He was almost in love. She was almost good for him. He almost stopped her. She almost waited. He almost lived. They almost made it."

~Nikita Gill

Marinette was an "almost" phenomenon. She was almost a past tense. She was almost a name whispered with caution. She was almost someone to not see tomorrow. But she found it's not her time yet. People needed her. Paris needed her. And it seems that Gotham does too.

or...

With the stress of the miraculous weighing heavy on her shoulders, Marinette spirals into a deep depression. Freedom is just a breath away as she looks over the ledge of the tallest city in Gotham. Before she can take the leap, a family of heroes show her what it means to fly.

Words: 3230, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Almost is Never Enough

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/M

Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson, Adrian Agreste, Lila Rossi, Original Characters

Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Damian Wayne, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Jason Todd, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Dick Grayson, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Bruce Wayne, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Marinette Dupain-Cheng & Adrian Agreste

Additional Tags: Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Anxiety, Anxiety Attacks, Panic Attacks, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Eventual Fluff, Eventual Romance, Slow Burn, Sad Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Depressed Marinette Dupain-Cheng, MariBat, Suicidal Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrian is good friend, We love Adrian here

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[iggy-of-fans]

Finally there. The last chapter. The epilogue. The long awaited finale with a Raven redemption, Adrian's story, reactions and a lot of fluffy fluff! Over 3000 words for this.

LIFE GOES ON

Bruce stood at his window, overlooking the rose garden in the backyard, gathered with everyone except Damian and Marinette. There was a strong sense of anticipation in the room. As Bruce looked about him, some of the Kwami zooming around the room, he thought back to the events three years ago. Guardian Angel officially joining the Justice League, the great battle of Gotham, and returning of teenage renegade to Paris. He still got chills when he remembered Agreste's statement of events.

The room was quiet for a moment as Adrien tried to think of where to begin. He stared at the ceiling.

"It starts a year before Hawkmoth first appeared. My mother and father and I lived happily together, father was busy at work, but we were all very happy. Sometimes I would hear them shouting, but it would turn to moans not long after, and father told me when I asked once that mother just needed to be loved properly. Then mother disappeared and father searched furiously for her, until eventually she was proclaimed as dead. Father became distant, and I rarely ever saw him except if I messed up or something. So I tried to be the perfect son, but I wanted some freedom, friends, to fall in love like all my animes. I snuck out of the mansion to go to school, and almost made it in when I saw this old man needed help. So my father's assistant caught me and brought me home. But there was a box on my table, and with it I became Chat Noir. I thought Ladybug was my soulmate because how could we not be? Then my father agreed to let me go to school and I became friends with Marinette and Nino and Alya and my childhood friend Chloe was there too. It was perfect. I was a hero, I had friends, I had a soulmate. But Ladybug was always turning me down, and she was allowed to choose more heroes, and she refused to have any fun. And then Lila Rossi transferred and she liked to tell tall tales, but she wasn't hurting anyone. Marinette was just being too hard on her, too stubborn. If she'd just let it go, just played nice, she would've been fine. Lila would eventually get tired of it all. I always had her back and she knew that. Her 14th birthday, Lila told me about Marinette's love for me. Marinette was supposed to wait for me and we would have a magical night. I found her a ways away, and thought she'd just gotten sick of waiting for me, but I made it up to her and brought her home. But two nights later, the police swarmed our home, and were shouting about my father being Hawkmoth, which is impossible, because he was Akumatized! And I was taken in, because Chat Noir was being accused of rape! And Nathalie was supposed to be Mayura! And none of that made sense! So I tried to have them find Marinette, because she would be able to clear everything up. Three days went by when Ladybug showed up, carrying Marinette's dead body to the police. She had a video of my classmates hurting her, hurting Marinette. And she had the power to fix her and didn't. I was devastated. Then Marinette appeared to me. She was as real and bright as ever. She wanted to be with me. And I wanted to create the perfect world for her. Our class would all be friends, Chloe would be nice to her, and Lila would be her best friend, and Marinette would be Ladybug instead. My mother and father would be happy and together forever, and they would love Marinette just as much as me. Marinette was the one who planned everything and told me what to do. But I knew no one else saw her. But I did as she told me, because once I made my wish, nothing bad would ever happen to her again" Adrien spoke with passion in his voice, but his eyes never met theirs.

Batman and Wonder Woman's eyes met. This wasn't their first rodeo with the mentally unstable.

"Do you feel any remorse at all, knowing that those lives you took will forever remain dead?" Wonder Woman asked.

"Ladybug is the only one guilty. She could bring them back if she wanted to."

"The ladybug powers do not work like that. My mother was once a Ladybug. She needs to absorb the negative energy of a magical attack, like with the Demon, and she uses that to rebuild the world. She can not create or bring back life or heal, because when she does it, she is merely absorbing the darkness from their bodies. Otherwise there would never have been ill in Paris. The dead would have risen everyday. Can you not see that? " Wonder Woman asked.

" Marinette would never lie to me" Adrien stated. He was looking to his side, smiling softly. Wonder Woman was especially concerned that he saw her still, even while under the influence of the rope of Hestia, which should break through every delusion.

The interview concluded, it was decided that Adrien Agreste would serve life in a French Asylum, without bail. When his family was contacted, his father was emotionless, his mother just disinterested. She'd always known he'd be just like his father.

Bruce came back to the present when Damian and Marinette walked onto the scene below. Her 18th birthday was just around the corner, and they were planning a family party for her in that very garden. But Damian had asked for a sem-private moment with her. Knowing they'd all find a way to spy on them anyways, he'd told them to just watch from the office. Damian had grown up a lot since meeting Marinette. He was still chaos impersonate, still the calm before the storm and determined beyond anyone else his age. But he was also considerate of other people, he didn't lash out as quickly or as violently. He took the time to get to know his brothers better, and he showed his gratitude to them in small ways, like remembering their favorite bands and buying concert tickets, or simply sitting with them after a rough mission instead of dealing with it alone. The family was closer than ever before. So Bruce smiled with hope when he watched Damian kneel in the grass.

Dick watched as Damian walked into the garden, speaking quietly with his "Angel". She'd grown into a beautiful young woman, her scars had healed, both physically and emotionally with the constant presence of Damian at her side. He proved his love to her with every word he spoke, with every comforting hug. He truly always had her back and there was nothing the youngest Wayne wouldn't do for Marinette. Even forgiving Raven.

Nightwing and StarFire took Raven back to Star City, where they had built a special cage built in case Trigon ever sent his sons to do his bidding. Placing Raven inside, Nightwing paced. He still remembered Guardian Angel's expression as she fell, thinking that it had been Damian. More than that, he remembered watching as Raven ruthlessly ripped the earrings out of Marinette's ears, or the sick smirk on her face. He paced some more, ignoring Korri's worried looks. When Raven started stirring he walked in, expression cold as he stared down at the petite girl. Once, he would have been happy to call her sister. Now though.

"What happened?" Raven asked, looking at the cage around her. His frown deepened.

"How dare you?" he hissed, the snake miraculous still gleaming around his wrist. He was usually the one to enforce the "no kill" rule the strongest amongst the family, but he could feel the temptation to strongly. Raven furrowed her brow, trying to remember what had happened to get her locked up, but could remember nothing past Damian walking into the ballroom with a girl on his arm. She'd remembered feeling slightly crushed that her crush seemed to have moved on, but the next she knew, everything went dark. Now here she was, in a cage to hold her brothers. What had she done?

"What…. What have I done?" Raven asked, her voice pleading. Nightwing felt his anger rise even more. How dare she sit there, looking innocent. He couldn't believe anything she said or did, because really, who would turn so willingly on her teammates. Who would abandon their friends in mid battle and turn around and kill one of them. He didn't believe the innocent act at all. Korri placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to step in front of him but he wouldn't budge, glaring with all the hatred an older brother could feel.

"Damian had just walked in with the new member of the Justice League. I was sad, because… Well, you know I have a crush on him. But then things got dark, and I heard someone saying something, like a whisper. I thought I passed out. What happened?" she asked again. Nightwing was still not buying it. He felt his hackles rise, wanting to get her to confess.

"And you just expect me to believe that?" he growled, his muscles tensing.

"Nightwing! We know how powerful Trigon is! He only just escaped, we have no idea if he left a mark on her!"

"we also know that Raven is more powerful than that. She has him captured. Is it so wrong to believe she just snapped?" Nightwing snapped at Korri, the image would forever haunt him.

"What?" Raven was so confused. Korri wasn't much better, since she had been on the other side of the battle, and with second chance, no one else remembered anyways. Perhaps we should call WonderWoman here" Korri suggested calmly, trying to settle the tension in Nightwing's shoulders. Nightwing wanted to just throw the cage into a deep hole and never look at her again.

A Portal suddenly opened behind them and Robin stepped through. His fox transformation had long worn off, but Nightwing knew he still had it on him. However, instead of turning on Raven and tearing into her, he turned to Nightwing and held out his hand.

"Guardian Angel I'd worried about your emotional stability right now. Hand over the Miraculous before you do something that will haunt you as much as whichever image makes you so angry now. The ability to fix or change a situation can corrupt even the purest of souls, and you haven't been tested to be a permanent holder." Nightwing didn't even twitch, keeping his arms crossed and his face in a scowl. Nobody would even remember if he slid his finger over the bracelet.

"Please Richard. You do not want that on your conscience" Robin pleaded, his face softening into understanding. And really, who other than Robin, and maybe Red Hood, would understand better? He sighed and reached for the bracelet.

"Transform me" he mumbled, and a blue light went up under his other suit. Sass flew right through the portal, a blue blur trying to get away. Nightwings shoulders hunched. He was no better than that blonde idiot and his friends. Robin grasped the Miraculous and reached his other hand on his shoulder. "No one knows what you do about this battle, Richard, though Guardian Angel has a guess she won't share. What you saw was one outcome, one possibility of many, and you prevented the worst. But you are not all knowing about people, and the Justice League has wrongfully confronted Raven once before. Let Wonder Woman question Raven, and take comfort that no matter her answer, it is the truth."

" when did you get so wise, baby bird?" Nightwing whispered, finally relaxing his posture completely.

" Angel told me most of what I should say before I came through. The rest…. I've just had some good influences in my life, I guess"

Nightwing smiled and Robin stepped back through the portal to Gotham. A few minutes later, Wonder Woman stepped through her own.

"Agreste?" Nightwing asked.

"Still in surgery. Oracle said she'd monitor him for me and send me back in time for the questioning. Now, Guardian said you needed my help?" Korri nodded.

"I'm afraid we can't just accept her word at face value right now. We have no idea if what she's saying is true."

Wonder Woman nodded and sent the Rope of Hestia through a breathing hole. Raven easily picked it up and wrapped it around her wrist multiple times and looked up.

" What is the last thing you remember?" Wonder Woman asked.

" We were all in the ballroom, and Damian came walking in with the new girl. He looked so calm and happy and kept staring at her. I was choking a little bit. I'd had a crush on him since he first came to the tower, and… I just wanted to get some fresh air. I couldn't breathe properly and my head was starting to hurt. I kept hearing whispering, and I just thought some of the guests had noticed, but then I just blacked out. I came to and I was in this box" Raven stated, looking concerned. Oracle decided to find footage of the ballroom.

"Found her. Here come Damian and… Raven just grabbed her head. She is shaking it slightly. I'm picking up a rusty red glow from the jewel in her head. And she's back. She changes her outfit around the time Wonder Woman starts talking. But otherwise, there's no change" Oracle dictates over the comms.

"Can you please send Guardian through? We may need her to look at the jewel and drain it" Wonder Woman says. The comms are quiet for a while, before finally another portal opens. Guardian Angel comes through, followed closely by Robin with his katana drawn. Raven groans slightly and reaches for her head.

"Did I steal your sword?" she asks, her eyes wide and worried. Robin merely nodded before looking at his Angel. She takes a deep breath before walking up to the box.

"Please stand as close to grass as possible" she tells Raven. She's weary, and something is telling her not to, but Wonder Woman gives her a firm tug of the rope, and glares at her in warning. She crawls over to glass and shakily stands up, placing her forehead to the hold not with the rope through it. Guardian Angel raises her hand and places it over the glass on her side, and immediately a black aura tries to lash out at her. She flies back against the far wall, and Robin and Nightwing become defensive.

"NO! Get out of my head!" Raven yells, falling back to the ground and clutching her ears. Guardian Angel is on her feet immediately and rushes back, breaking the glass container. She clutches her hands around Ravens and whispers in an ancient tongue, the Guardian Language. A pink glow emanates from their forms and when it disappears, Guardian Angel is passed out, and Raven is barely hanging onto consciousness. The crystal that once held her father, a black diamond in her head, is now pink.

"He's gone!" Raven manages to whisper out, before passing out as well. Robin rushes to his Angel's side and quickly brings her through the portal back to Gotham, while the others all stare at Raven. Now what do they do?

Dick remembered how Raven struggled with her magic after that. It took her months to gain back control, as her father had been slowly corrupting it, and with it, Raven as well. But Marinette never held her in contempt, like Dick had. She forgave her and helped her heal, and Damian meditated with her to help as well. Raven was now Marinette's best friend, and she wholly agreed that she was better off with Tim, who had been by her side, analyzing her magic capability. Their family had grown so strong from her forgiving and kind nature. He smiled as he tuned back in to see Marinette throw herself into Damian's embrace.

Tim was so happy, watching his little brother and his future-sister-in-law on the lawn. The past three years had gone by quickly, with Damian growing up into a strong, pure force for good. He looked down to Raven's smiling face, and knew she felt nothing but content, watching her sister in all but blood be so overcome with joy. Three years ago, no one would've thought that this would be the outcome after the exhausting battle and aftermath.

The destruction cleaned up, the villains in jail, Raven cleansed and only waiting to hear Agreste's story, Timothy couldn't quite rest yet. He went to the detention centre and asked to see the Parisian boys, to hear what they had to say. He'd come alone, but saw no reason for them to lie or try to fight. He still had his transformation going under his Red Robin suit, so he was confident he'd be okay.

"Max Kantê and Nino Lahiffe. I've come to take your statements" he said, funnelling as much authority as he could into his statements. The boys' heads snapped up from where they sat. Max gulped audibly, while Nino just looked exhausted. He nodded and sat up a bit.

"Why did you come to Gotham?"

"I wanted to warn Marinette. Max wasn't given a choice" Nino stated calmly.

"I believe from video evidence that Marinette is dead" Red Robin said. Nino just shook his head.

"I think a part of me always knew, but I just didn't want to think, at first, that one of my best friends would go swinging into danger like that. Then, after Lila joined, it was just easier to believe her. And she hated Marinette, so she couldn't be Ladybug. Ladybug carrying Marinette's body into the police station would've fooled most, but I just always had a feeling she wasn't completely gone. I just… Assumed I guess… " Nino tapered off, looking at Red Robin hopefully.

" Marinette Dupain-Cheng is dead" he shook his head. Nino's face fell and he looked at his hands. He shook and cried. He'd been against Alya's plan to attack Marinette, and hadn't been there. Maybe he could've stopped it. He thought that maybe that was why he'd come. A second chance to be a real friend.

Max looked lifelessly at Red Robin.

"My family was murdered by Adrien. I… I have nowhere to go." He finally managed to choke out. Red Robin nodded, aware of the atrocities committed in Paris.

"What do you want to happen? You both were the reason the Justice League was able to mobilize so quickly. From evidence gathered and statements from Cesaire, we were able to gather that neither of you ever did anything against the law or of your own free will. Kantê, as you said, your family is unable to take guardianship of you, and if you choose to return to Paris, you may be held in contempt from the public. Lahiffe, your family has been made aware, but they are currently speaking to Social Services, as they're scared for their other son's health and safety" Tim said.

"And if we stay here?" Max asked while Nino broke into a fresh wave of tears. He'd never be allowed near Chris again.

"... The Teen Titans have long asked for an Oracle of their own…" Red Robin tapered off, leaving the rest for them to interpret and think about," you'd be under house arrest for a while at least. But… You could do some real good there."

Max nodded after a moment and Nino did too, still too emotionally distraught to do much else. Red Robin smiled.

"You'll be moved to your new residence in a couple of weeks," he said, and turned and left as abruptly as he came.

Max Kantê, now known as Le Donnèes and Nino Lahiffe, now Sécurise, became an integral part of Teen Titan operations and training, often conferring with Oracle on large Justice League missions. It was easy to say that they'd become amazing heroes. Nino and Max were in Paris now, in fact, for the first time since leaving. Nino had earned his right to see his brother again, but didn't want to go alone. They'd been quite emotional when Marinette came to them the first time, and they'd become close friends once again. Things were far from perfect in the world, but right this moment, nothing at all could ruin this.

And done. I hope you enjoyed! I've been reading a lot salt and angst, and I wanted to get this out of my system, and maybe write another, more happy, one soon. I'm afraid there's no tag list for this because like an idiot, I forgot to write it out, but I'll try to add it in post haste

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Prompt 2: Famous - @ladrienjune- 2019

Featuring: Masc!Mari as Lady Beetle and Adrien being that golden boy

(Masc!Mari is from @daloochsdoodles. Plus, it’s June so you know I have to add some gay fluff. Check out their drawing on their blog if you are interested more about this au. It’s super cute, just as a warning. 

Chat Noir could stand up against villains that were tall as the Eiffel Tower. Strong as the steel that covered bullets and trains. Fast as the wind that blew under his hair. Clever enough to completely rebuild Parisians’ minds into their loyal followers. He has seen that and more.

But Adrian, on the other hand, couldn’t even properly stand as Lady Beetle stood in front of him. Asking him how he got here. Questioning if he was in trouble or needed any help.

Adrien just smiled, nodding to whatever the superhero said. Lost in his thoughts as a blush appeared on his face. Starstruck even when he sneaked out every day to be on patrol with them. Love shocked though he would flirt and joke with the hero in front of him whenever he had the chance.

The red hero stopped talking for a moment. Putting their questions to a halt before noticing the model’s expression. LB gave Adrien his own smile. “Are you okay, Adrien?”

“Yeah- y-yeah!” Adrien woke himself up from his daydream as he finally noticed the bluebell eyes staring back at him. “I j-just came up here for some fresh air-,” Adrien stammered, “- wait, how did you know my name?”

That’s when Lady Beetle started to stutter.

“HOW CAN’T I?” He yelled a little too enthusiastic. Mari scolded himself mentally for that. Coughing into his fist to excuse his outburst. “Your face kind of covers all of Paris, if you didn’t know.” He laughed.

Thanks, father. Adrien mumbled to himself. Not noticing the superhero giving him a sweet look. Along with a hint of blush under his mask.

Lady Beetle took that moment to sit on the railing of the tower. Looking down on Paris. 

His city.

 His responsibility. 

His home.

 The thought that what stopped this beautiful place from being a dystopia was him in a ladybug costume scared him shitless. At times, to the point of not sleeping. Remembering the reason why he traveled up to the top of the Eiffel Tower. To blow off some steam before he met up Chat Noir on their daily patrol.  As much as he loved that kitten, this was still something that Mari had to figure out before he ranted to his partner. Not wanting to worry him about nothing if this problem wasn’t really a problem to worry about. If it just another thing that was all in his head.

“Well, your face kind of covers all of Paris too. If you really think about it.” Adrien added. Bursting all the thoughts Mari had in his head.

“I’m not the famous one here.”

“Trust me, your fan base is Paris, Lady Beetle. You even had merch.”

“Merch? How did you know that I had that?” Lady Beetle grinned. Smirking at the model for knowing all that and maybe more.

“I-I may spend . . .a lot of time on the Ladyblog. . .”

Of course, Alya would have merch.

“I knew I was popular, but not that popular.” LB laughed, pushing his hair back. Combing it behind his ear.

       GOD, how Adrien loved that laugh.

Adrien tried his best to stay calm. Biting his lip and holding his expression to not show his big fanboy grin. Which was easier said than to be done. When he was Chat Noir, he could easily flirt and joke as if LB was an old friend. Yet, Adrien Agreste couldn’t even have eye contact without blowing a fuse. He couldn’t make himself seem too weird. He’s in his civilian form for god’s sake. If he did anything weird, Lady Beetle would NEVER take him seriously.

This idea ran in his head as he tried to come up with a good conversation starter. Taken by surprise as LB made the first move.

“So what really brought you up here, Adrian?”

I totally didn’t come here to check out how this could be a great date spot for us later on-

“I have a lot on my plate now and I wanna take a break.” He answered. Moving up the railing. Noticing how LB didn’t have that same smile from before but looked worried.

“A break from what if you don’t mind me asking?” Lady Beetle asked before Adrien could.

Adrien took that second to think. He can’t reveal his identity as much as he wanted to. Talk about the struggle about being two different people and how he didn’t want to lie to one of the most important people in his life. How everything could be better if he just came out with the truth and then he-

Adrien saw his hero’s face. How he didn’t seem to be in the mood for a reveal. Or how the blue orbs that could shine like the sun were now tired.

“I-I have a test coming up . . . and I don’t know how to study for it. I try but those paragraphs in that out-dated textbook don’t make sense the more I look at them.” He lied. 

Lady Beetle broke their bitter face, giving a smirk before hitting Adrien’s shoulder. “That’s why you’re here! I thought you had a crisis! Like your life was in danger so something.” Lady Beetle laughed before getting serious again. “So what subject?”

“Oh, ah- Chemistry.”  Adrian answered.

“Ah . . .  . .

“I could help you if you need it,” Mari answered before realizing what he said.

SHhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiittttttttttttttttt. Mari bit his tongue, hoping that the model would say that it’s no problem. That he had a tutor already hired or something. Any excuse that Adrien’s busy schedule would produce. Like his bodyguards were allergic to ladybugs and couldn’t have them in the house. Or how-

“That would be great.” Adrien agreed. “But what about Chat Noir, how would he feel about this?”

“Kitty will help if he can.- Maybe.” LB paused. Looking out to the sky to see no sign of his partner and the sun going down already. “He’s clever, but I have to ask if he’s that kind of clever.” He pondered. Not knowing that Chat was close enough to ask.

Lady Beetle stood up on the edge of the railing. Getting one good look at Adrien before swinging his yo-yo around.

“But if he’s no help, you got me. We do have chemistry together. I MEAN, we BOTH HAD chemistry class so we should be good together. WAIT! NOT IN THAT WAY if you don’t drive on that side of the street, YOU KNOW, BUT LIKE we will be okay. You know?”

“Definitely.”

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“So Adrian what do you have to say about Lady Beetle?”

Adrien stopped and turned around. Facing the eager reporter like he knew he would. He had seen the update on the Ladyblog and she has been posting pictures of Lady Beetle interacting with the civilians of Paris. It’s all for her report about how heroes, super or fictional, impact lives or was it just a cover up to figure out Lady Beetle’s real identity.

Alya pushing her screen to his face. “So what can you tell me about our lovely superhero then, Mr. Agreste?”

Adrien had to fight the urge of calling him the love of his life. 

“What can I say? They’re amazing.” 

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Wake up, Sunshine - Chapter 6

Summary: The Guardian is responsible for her heroes. So, it’s practically in her job description to know their identities, isn’t it? But when it turns out, Adrien Agreste was behind the black mask all along, things get a little complicated. Not like Marinette planned to fall back in love with her old crush all over again. Certainly not when they’re both in two separate, functioning relationships. But things like that happen, even with the best of us.

Chapter 6 which consist of wholesome Squad moments (including video games and Hogwarts houses) and Adrigami fluff (enjoy while it lasts~)

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My beta was the amazing @1kiss4surrender!

Sleeping in

Adrien was woken up by a soft knock on his door. He groaned and buried his face into his pillow. All he wanted was to sleep a little longer before going to school and Chinese lesson and fencing practice. Was that too much to ask for?

“I’ll be down in five minutes, Nathalie!” he cried out, bracing himself for getting out of bed. He must have slept through his alarm.

The door slipped open and he sat up surprisedly. It wasn’t like Nathalie to come into his room. She usually just reminded him how late he was and went on with her daily routine. However, this morning it wasn’t Nathalie who waked him up, as it turned out. A much younger someone stood at the door, looking at him with her brown eyes, a mischievous grin lurking in the corner of her mouth.

Adrien gaped at the sight of his girlfriend, but the realization hit him immediately. She was sleeping over. Which meant it was Sunday. No school, no lessons, only spending the morning with Kagami. The thought drew a bright smile to his face.

“Well, you’re certainly not Nathalie,” he declared playfully as he jumped out of bed and hurried to the girl. “I’m kinda glad about it. Have you slept well?” He pressed a soft kiss to his girlfriend’s head.

“Surprisingly! Considering, what an insane night we had yesterday,” Kagami answered, stepping inside the room. She was already fully dressed, her makeup on point, and certainly didn’t have bedhaid, the kind Adrien imagined he was wearing.

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that,” Adrien started, scratching the nape of his neck with one hand.

“You don’t need to apologise. It is not like you would have akumatized Luka” said Kagami, dismissing his tendency to apologize for every inconvenience she ever had. “So, what’s our schedule for today?” she asked, throwing herself down on the couch.

Adrian didn’t exactly have an answer for this. Of course, he had planned their date. He picked up Kagami yesterday night at 6 o’clock, sharp. After that, they went to the concert. They were socializing a bit with his classmates, then they were dancing for the Kitty Section’s songs, and then he bought her a drink. According to the plan they were to go back to the concert and enjoy the second half of it before heading home. Instead of this, he hid Kagami in the safest place he could find and went to fight the akumatized Luka alongside Ladybug. Until she got hit by that weird forgetting bubble and started to go rogue on him like the other bystanders did with a particular person. He still didn’t get what happened exactly. So, when he fled to Alya’s utmost encouragement he planned to hide and follow the events from a distance, to be able to step up and help if needed. Only, his time as Chat Noir came to its end and by the time he could be his hero alter ego again Ladybug has already defeated Capgras.

While order was being restored and everyone started to get on their way home he successfully found Kagami and to cover his absence he claimed to be hit by the evil bubbles. They got home but instead of watching a movie like he planned they just headed to bed. Kagami looked worn out after the eventful night and he also felt too tired to protest to follow the standard sleepover action plan.

However, as he now realized with a spark of worry, he had no plans for the morning after this.

“We could have breakfast,” Adrien finally suggested the first thing that came into his mind.

“I suppose,” Kagami agreed. She examined him from head to toe before she added with a small smile on her face. “Just dress up before that.”

Adrien looked down to his attire and felt his face go red, to match the pyjama pants he was wearing. It was decorated with black spots. Of course it was. And Kagami was giggling at him. He decided he had to reconsider his sleeping clothes if he planned to keep inviting over the girl. He mumbled something about complying with the suggestion and disappeared in the bathroom.

He reappeared after a few minutes, all dressed up, perfectly collected. They headed towards the kitchen. He hoped Plagg wouldn’t mind that he had to serve breakfast for himself from the mini-fridge in his bedroom.

Upon arriving at the ground floor, the clock on the wall let them know the time was somewhat after ten. However, the house looked abandoned. There was no kitchen staff, no Nathalie. Adrien even checked his father’s office but there was no sign of him either. It was fairly stranger but there must have been an important event where he had to show up, and Nathalie must have gone with him.

He went back to Kagami who was waiting for him in the dining hall. “It looks like breakfast is up to us!”

The girl’s eyebrows slightly raised at the idea but she followed him when he went on in the direction of the kitchen nevertheless.

The kitchen was huge. Not as huge as the one in the hotel where they had been fencing while hiding from their responsibilities, only huge enough that Adrien had no idea where to find anything. Not like he would have been a regular here. His food usually was served to him, he couldn’t tell the last time he has been in this room. The last time he had cooked something himself was easy to remember though. It was when Marinette’s dad showed up at school and gave them a lesson on being a baker. It was easy to remember because that was his only attempt at the matter.

“What do you say to some pancakes?” he asked as he scanned the shelves for materials.

“Do you know how to make them?” Kagami asked, not bothering to hide her surprise at his proposal.

“Well, it can’t be that hard.” He shrugged and went on a scavenger hunt.

He opened every cupboard, examined their inside before closing them back again. He had to admit, it would have been easier if he knew what he was looking for.

“Er... Could you look it up, what do we need?��� He turned back to Kagami after he rummaged through the cupboards and only held a bag of flour. That must be an ingredient, isn’t it?

Kagami was trying hard to maintain a straight face but at the look of Adrien’s lost expression she couldn’t take it anymore. Laughter bubbled out of her and she had to hold onto the kitchen counter to keep her balance. At first Adrien was irritated by her behaviour but finally he had to admit it was, in fact, funny.

“You’re not taking this seriously!” he scolded the girl playfully.

“Sorry, it’s just- Do you even know how a blender works? Because I most certainly don’t,” Kagami admitted, stepping close to him, still giggling.

“Of course I know!” Adrien answered in pretended indignation. “But do you really think we’ll need that?” he added, sounding a little taken aback.

“Let’s find out!” Kagami offered, pulling out her phone and searching for a recipe. “We can do without it,” she confirmed optimistically, looking back up at him.

Adrien sighed in relief while peering at the phone to make out the ingredients. Kagami hushed him away and started to read aloud the things they needed. They rummaged through the various shelves and boxes until everything was nicely stocked up on the kitchen island in the middle of the room.

As it turned out, this was the easy part of the process. Adrien blessed the gods of the internet research engine for they found a recipe that detailed measurements in cups instead of grams and liters. If not, they would have to spend an extra ten minutes finding the scale.

They started to add the ingredients one by one to a big mixing bowl, and Kagami spotted the tiny piece of eggshell that made it into the mix just in time to remove it. Things were going smoothly. Precisely up to the point, when they started to stir the mixture to achieve a well-combined texture.

“Do you think, it should look like this?” Kagami proposed the tentative question, eyeing the mixture.

“It doesn’t look too bad.” Adrien presumed. Sure it was a little uneven and had a few lumps in it from the flour they couldn’t combine perfectly with the other ingredients, but it looked decent. Not like Adrien had ever seen pancake batter before it was baked but he could imagine it looked something like this.

Kagami looked for the possible toppings while Adrien started to bake the pancakes in a pan that looked suitable for the job. He had managed to burn the first one, not realizing in time that it needed to be flipped over, but the ones after that turned out pretty decent. They stocked the finished products onto a plate, applied Nutella as a topping and each took a tentative bite.

“Actually, it’s not bad!” Kagami decided, spreading jam on her second pancake while sitting on the kitchen island. It was fascinating that she could do so, with no adult around to scold her for her inappropriate behaviour.

“Told you!” Adrien wanted to say but his voice was muffled by the big bite he was munching on.

“Do you think next time we could try something more advanced? Like macarons?” Kagami asked excitedly.

“Definitely. And while we’re at it we can take orders for wedding cakes,” Adrien teased, but seeing Kamagi’s long face he explained with a soft smile. “Macarons are pretty advanced, or so I’ve heard, but we could definitely make some cookies for example.”

“That’d be great!” she said, finishing her breakfast. She didn’t add how she always admired, and a little bit envied Marinette for being so good in the kitchen, and being able to turn up for every event her friends organized with a batch of home-made deliciousness. Also, for being invited to these kinds of events in general.

Their breakfast was interrupted by Adrien’s phone. It buzzed one on the kitchen counter that was followed by several more. The boy’s brows raised in consideration while he grabbed the device to learn, who was trying to contact him so desperately.

The messages weren’t directly to him. They had a group chat with Alya, Nino and Marinette, that was being flooded with the texts.

Alya: Mari, don’t freak out!

Alya: I barely mention you but I had to write an article about the attack yesterday!

Alya: I mean, it’s HUGE!

Alya: This is the new of the year and it’s only April!

Alya: And I got to witness it firsthand!

Alya: Still can’t believe it!

Alya sent a link to the Ladyblog’s newest article. Its title was displayed in the chat as a preview. It read:

“Are Ladybug and Chat Noir secretly dating?”

Adrien gasped and pressed on the link like his life depended on it. He may or may not have forgotten to take a breath while at it. The page loaded at an impossible slothful rate but slowly the lines appeared.

“Hawkmoth’s newest attack took place on Saturday night, at the lately discovered band, the Kitty Section’s concert. The band’s guitarist was the victim of the akumatization, after the unexpected breakup with his girlfriend. The musician turned into Capgras, a supervillain whose power was related to changing the memories and emotions concerning the person one loves the most. The people who got hit by his attacks were unable to recognize their significant others (in most cases); and considered them an impostor, who took their loved one's place and somehow got rid of the real person.

Before defeating the villain, Ladybug herself got hit by the evil magic and turned against her partner, Chat Noir, who as a result of this had to be removed from the scene. Considering, Capgras’ power was only affecting one's most important relationship, it's safe to say that the heroes of Paris are pretty close to each other. Judging by Chat Noir's notorious flirting tendencies, he's not indifferent towards our spotted heroine, and the events of yesterday seem to tell the same for Ladybug. Are our heroes secretly dating each other and if…"

Adrien stopped reading, he didn't care about the rest. He was staring at the lines, his heart throbbing in his chest like he had fought three akumas at the same time.

This wasn’t possible. This is not what happened yesterday. He would have recognized if Ladybug… He had to admit, his grasp on what Capgras’ power did exactly was a bit loose. What Ladybug told him was that it makes you forget things and act like you’re not yourself but she didn’t detail it. It could technically mean not recognising your favourite person but why wouldn’t she have told him that? However, he had no doubt that Alya knew very well what she was talking about, since she was the one who removed Chat Noir from the scene when he had no idea why Ladybug’s behaviour changed so drastically. So, it had to be true.

Adrien’s stomach twists at the thought. Could it be possible, that despite all the years of rejection, Ladybug loved him? Maybe she was afraid it would impede them working together. Or maybe she was afraid it would endanger their identities. But that wasn’t a concern anymore. She knew who he was so it didn’t make any sense.

Unless, and this idea made his heart jump to his throat, she was in love with Adrien Agreste all along. She just figured it out, they’re the same person, so that would explain… But that couldn’t be. She dated a boy, the boy she was yearning after for years. So why the sudden interest?

Adrien caught himself doing it again. Contemplating his possibilities with Ladybug when he was dating Kagami was an old, bad habit of his. He had to snap out of it. He was committed, he couldn’t let his mind roam, jump to conclusions and fuck up his relationship with his girlfriend.

Kagami was watching him with curiosity in her eyes. “What’s that? You look… emotional.”

Adrien handed her the phone slightly reluctantly and leaned on the counter while the girl was reading the article. In the place of her initial puzzled expression emerged a more empathetic look, with a slight shade of annoyance. When she was done reading, she made a small discontented sound and quickly typed something in the phone.

“We’re going to Marinette’s place!” She declared, handing back Adrien the device.

“We- What?” He blinked, taken aback by the sudden change of plans. Truthfully, he had been a little preoccupied by thoughts like “Maybe Ladybug’s subconscious didn’t mean favourite person in a romantic way”.

“We’re going to Marinette’s place,” Kagami repeated. “She just broke up with Luka. Well, it was kind of obvious from the turns of events but it looks serious. I can see you’re just as worried about her as I am, so we’ll go and check on her.”

Adrien couldn’t argue with that. After all, he was worried about Marinette, even if that wasn’t his top priority right now. But Kagami was right. He had to reschedule the problems concerning his double life and go help a friend instead.

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"I like the way you hand fits into mine" Marinette and Adrian. Love you works!❤

After the angstiness of the last prompt, here is some shameless fluff!

If anyone else would like to submit a prompt ask, the list of what’s left can be found here.

Enjoy!

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#23 Adrienette:  I like the way your hand fits in mine.

When Nino accidentally told Adrien that Marinette had a crush on him, he didn’t believe it.  He even laughed when his best friend begged him to keep it a secret.  On multiple occasions, Marinette had told him that she just wanted to be his friend.  Up until this point, Adrien believed that her heart belonged to Luka...not him.

Even though he tried to brush it away, the thought of her potential crush kept pushing its way to the forefront of his mind.  There were even nights when it kept him awake.  After two agonizing weeks, he finally decided that he needed to know the truth.  Reluctantly, he asked Alya if there was any credibility to Nino’s claim.  While she was not happy to hear that her boyfriend didn’t keep it a secret, she confirmed the legitimacy of Marinette’s feelings for him.  Adrien was stunned.  

Unfortunately, knowing the truth did not help him sleep...or eat...or function.  If anything, things got worse.  

Initially, he planned on letting Marinette down gently.  He was in love with Ladybug!  His heart belonged to his partner, and he couldn’t fathom being with anyone else.  However, every time he sat down to plan what he was going to say, the right words never came.  The thought of seeing tears in his classmate’s bluebell eyes broke him.  The last thing he wanted to do was make her cry.  The day he came to this conclusion was the day Adrien Agreste realized that he cared about Marinette Dupain-Cheng...a lot.  He didn’t want to just be friends anymore.

Every day at school he would observe her from afar.  She’d always been so jumpy around him. (He now knew that this was a byproduct of her crush.)  While her nervous stammer was endearing at times, he wanted to observe her in her element.  He always thought she was kind, talented, and selfless, but he slowly began to see that she was so much more.  The longer he watched, the more he found himself falling for her.

He discovered that the phrase “everyday Ladybug” didn’t even begin to accurately describe Marinette.  She was even more amazing than Ladybug.  She was Marinette Dupain-Cheng.  She was a hero without the mask.  She was an unstoppable force.  Marinette didn’t need magic to make her incredible.  

When he looked at Ladybug, sometimes it was like being in the presence of something otherworldly.  She was untouchable.  While he knew it wasn’t her fault, there had been times he’d felt small and insignificant next to Ladybug.  Marinette could make you feel like you were incredible, too.  She made people feel like they belonged, and that was a superpower that no Miraculous could give to someone.

The day he fell in love with Ladybug, it had been like watching a supernova.  It was fast, bright, and brilliant.  Developing feelings for Marinette was different.  It was like walking out of the shade and into the sunlight.  It took time to feel its effects, but now that he’d embraced it, he never wanted it to stop.  No...he wanted to bask in the warmth of her love forever.

Adrien’s mind soon turned into a battleground.  He struggled with his lingering feelings for Ladybug as his affection for Marinette grew.  It took several months, but over time he was finally able to see Ladybug in a new light.  While he still loved her and cherished their friendship, he decided to stop pursuing her.  After all, she was in love with someone else, and she only saw him as a friend.  As difficult as it was to let Ladybug go, he found contentment in his decision to love Marinette.  

While his feelings for Marinette surprised him, they didn’t feel unfamiliar.  Instead, they felt like treasures that had been buried deep inside his mind the day he met her.  Learning about her crush simply gave him the map to find something that had been there all along.  

His feelings for Marinette weren’t a cheap replacement.  They were stronger than his feelings for Ladybug.  Marinette was someone he could get to know.  There was no “secret identity” barrier that he was forbidden to cross.  He could ask questions and get real answers.  Adrien couldn’t wait to know everything about her.  He soon found himself dreaming of a happy and fulfilling relationship with her.

Six months after Nino’s slip-up, he decided to ask out Marinette.  He walked into school that morning with a nervous flurry of butterflies swirling around his gut.  Even though Adrien was armed with the knowledge of Marinette’s crush, the fear of rejection still pounded against the confidence he’d built up after Plagg’s pep-talk the previous night.

He stopped in his tracks when he spotted Marinette sitting alone on a bench in the courtyard.  It was unusual for her to be this early, and he was not expecting to see her until the start of class.

“What are you waiting for, kid?” Plagg whispered, poking his head out of the side of Adrien’s messenger bag.

“Shhhh!  Someone might hear you!” he scolded while doing his best not to move his lips.

“She’s right there.”

“I need more time.  I’ll talk to her when class starts.”

“No, you don’t.  I’ve listened to ramble on and on about this nonsense for months.  Go talk to her before I Cataclysm your homework.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

Plagg grinned.  “Watch me.”

“Fine,” Adrien huffed.

He took a deep breath and began walking towards Marinette.  She was hunched over her sketchbook and appeared to be in deep concentration.  She didn’t even lift her head when he sat down next to her.

He gripped the strap on his bag.  “Good morning, Marinette.”

Her head shot up, and she almost fell off the bench.  As a reflex, he leaned over and caught her by the waist.  Marinette’s eyes grew wide as he gently propped her back up into a sitting position.  His cheeks started to flush when the closeness of their bodies registered in his mind.

Adrien quickly removed his hands and put them in his lap.  “I...uh...sorry.  I just don’t want to see you get hurt.  Umm...are you okay?”

“I...Yanks...I MEAN...yes I am.  Thanks.”  Her face turned bright red.

“God, she’s adorable,” he thought, “It’s now or never...just ask her out.  You can do it.”

Adrien scratched the back of his neck.  “So, I wanted to ask you something.”

“Me?”  She looked shocked.

“Yes, you.”

“O...okay.  I’m listening.”

“Well, we’ve been friends for a while, right?  I admire you a lot, and I think you’re really awesome.  Umm...recently, I’ve been rethinking some things, and I realized that I kind of like you.  No, not kind of...that’s stupid.  I...uh...like you a lot.  I think I’ve liked you since I met you, but I didn’t know what those feelings were at the time.”

“What?”

“I know...it sounds crazy, but...Marinette, I think I’m falling in love with you.”

She stared at the floor.  “I...I...I thought you l-liked someone else.  Last year you said something about a girl who you loved.”

He bit his lip.  “No...I was wrong about my feelings for her.”

“Really?”

“I can’t stop thinking about you.  You’re the only one I want to be with.  So, if you’ll have me, I would love to take you out on a date.”

A dazzling smile spread across her face.  “I would love to.  I...I...IREALLYLIKEYOUTOO!”

He laughed as relief washed over him.  “I know.  I kind of found out about your crush, but it’s okay.  I’m happy that I did because it helped me realize how much I admire you.  I’ve always thought that you were amazing and sweet and kind.”

“But I’m a complete spaz around you.”

“You are more than your anxieties, Marinette.  I’ve seen how you take charge during a crisis or how you selflessly help others.  You have a beautiful heart, and no amount of stammering can take that away.”

Before she could answer, the warning bell rang.  Marinette quickly put away her belongings, and before she was able to pick up her bag, Adrien grabbed it and slung it over his shoulder.  

“Oh,” she began, “you don’t have to.”

Adrien smiled.  “I know, but I want to.”

“Okay.  Well, t-thank you.  I appreciate it.”

“I also kind of want to....well, it would be nice...ummm…would it be okay if we held hands?”

She reached out and took his hand, and he responded by lacing his fingers between hers.  Feeling the warmth of her hand in his made him feel safe and loved.  It was unlike anything he’d ever felt before.  It felt right...no...it felt complete.  Her hand was the missing piece of a puzzle he didn’t know needed to be solved.  

It was at this moment that Adrien knew that he made the right choice.  Marinette was his other half.  How could he have been so blind for so long?  He mentally kicked himself for not taking the time to see her sooner.  Now that he had her, he was never going to give her up.  Adrien knew that a relationship with Marinette was something he needed to cherish and protect.

When they walked into the classroom hand-in-hand, several audible gasps sounded throughout the room.  Chloe huffed as the pair walked past.  Adrien decided to ignore the blonde heiress for the time being.  Even though she was still his friend, he was not going to let her negativity ruin the joy he felt from Marinette’s closeness.

“Okay,” Alya said as they approached their seats, “what happened?”

“I finally asked out Marinette,” Adrien responded with a toothy grin.

“Thank GOD, dude,” Nino exclaimed, “I don’t think you know how much I’ve been wigging out the past few months.  Alya was pretty mad when she found out that I told you.”

Marinette looked at Adrien.  “Told you what?  Wait, that’s how you found out about my crush!”

He squeezed her hand.  “And like I said before...I’m so happy that he did.  It helped me realize that something wonderful was right in front of me all along.  You make me happy, Marinette.  Please don’t be mad at Nino.  I know it wasn’t the coolest of him to tell me, but it really was an accident.  He started freaking out after he said something.  He felt really bad, but honestly, it was the best thing that ever happened to me...because it led me to you.”

Nino hung his head.  “Yeah, my bro is right.  I’m real sorry, dudette.  I’m not the best with my words sometimes.”

Marinette sighed and offered him a small smile.  “It’s okay, Nino.  I forgive you.  Besides, Alya’s wrath is punishment enough.  There’s no need for you to keep feeling bad about it.”

“That’s really cool of you.  My bro is really lucky to have you in his life.”

Adrien looked at Marinette.  “You got that right.  I’m the luckiest person in the whole world right now.”

The final bell rang, and Marinette tried to leave his side and take her seat.  However, Adrien found himself unable to release her hand.

Marinette turned to him.  “Class is about to start.  I’m going to need that had to write.”

He pouted.  “I like the way your hand fits in mine.  I want to keep holding it forever.”

She stood on her tip-toes and gently kissed his cheek.  Without thinking, he let go of her hand and touched the side of his face where her lips had been only moments before.

“What was that for?” he asked, still in shock.

She giggled.  “I wanted to give you something to tide you over until we could hold hands again.”

“How about lunchtime today?”

“I think I can squeeze you in.”

“OH.  MY.  GOD.  That was brilliant.  Girl...that was so smooth,” Alya said next to them while holding up her phone.

“Did you record that?” Marinette exclaimed.

Adrien looked at Alya and grinned.  “Could you send me a copy?”

She gave him a thumbs-up.  “You got it, Sunshine.”

Marinette groaned and banged her head on the table.  “My boyfriend and my best friend are conspiring against me!”

His heart skipped a beat when Marinette called him her boyfriend. The word resonated throughout his mind and flooded his brain with pure bliss.

He leaned over and placed a feathery kiss on the top of her head.   She looked up and smiled.  Adrien knew that this was the start of something wonderful.

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Mon Petite - Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir

Requests: 19 for Adrian aggrest? and 3 for chat noir?

Word Count: 1,379

Pairing: Adrien Agreste x Reader, Chat Noir x Reader

Warnings: Little bit of blood, but not gory, also major fluff :)

Prompts: #3: “Stay with me” , #19 : “I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me”

A/N: Yes I know, I have a bunch of requests I haven’t gotten to, and I haven’t written in a LONG TIME. But man school has been shit and I am just in the mood for some Chat Noir haha :)

“And remember honey, please leave the balcony doors closed.” My mom reminded me, placing a gentle kiss on the top of my head. “The temperature is dropping, they are calling for snow, apparently.” 

“Good night, mom.” I smiled, her returning the gesture before closing my door. I quickly changed into my pyjamas in the bathroom down the hall before returning to my bedroom. I made sure to turn my music down, trading the speakers for my headphones as I quietly worked on my homework at my desk.

It wasn’t until a pause between songs when I heard a light tapping on the balcony door. I took off my headphones, setting them on the desk. I rushed over and opened the door, opposing my mother’s instructions.

“Chat, it’s pretty late, don’t you think?” I asked him teasingly. But his lack of response made me worry. I pulled his arm, bringing him into my room, and closing the door behind him. His wince at my actions made me grow worried. “Chat?” I asked him. His balance began to slip, and I luckily caught him first.

“Sorry, mon petite.” He apologized, his voice raspy, evident of pain.

“Chat, what happened?” I asked as I dug through my closet. Looking for the first aid kit I got when I did my babysitting course a couple years back.

This was normal. When the kitty would get a little beating, he would come to me to get cleaned up, but it never got this bad. When I returned to him, he was sitting up. He had unzipped his cat suit so his bare chest was out in the open.

“A fight a little outside of Paris.” He spoke shortly, wincing as I cleaned his cuts.

“Is Ladybug alright?” I asked Chat, my words quiet, careful not to wake my parents.

“I took the hit for her, she luckily walked away just fine. I gotta protect m’Lady.” He chuckled before wincing again. I sighed at his words as I finished cleaning the larger cut on his abdomen. I pulled out a roll of gauze, wrapping it around his torso snugly. 

“Chat, I know it’s your job, but please try and not get yourself killed.” I shook my head sadly. I hated seeing him like this. It killed me.

Almost a year ago, I somehow was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Chat had pulled me out of a sticky situation with an akuma. I probably would have gotten killed in the streets of Paris. But after it was all dealt with, Chat Noir walked me home. Him claiming that he was making sure I was going to be alright. Ever since he would stop by after every battle and would tell me all about it. I would tell him about my day at school. We would vent together, we would laugh together, and we would tease each other. Plus, if he was hurt, I would be his little nurse.

“You don’t have to worry about me, mon petite.” He smirked as he zipped back up his cat suit.

“I don’t want you going out with a cut that big.” I told him as I grabbed extra blankets from my bedroom closet. “You’re staying here tonight.” I told him as I set up the little couch in my room for me to sleep on.

“Yes ma’am.” He saluted, before looking over at me, his smirk falling. “You don’t wanna sleep with me?” He asked teasingly. I walked over to him and sat down on the bed beside him.

“Chat Noir, are you asking me to sleep with you?” I asked, pulling out the innuendos that he tried pulling on me. “Sorry Chat, but you’ll have to take me out to dinner first.”

“That could be arranged, mon petite.” He shot me a wink. I let out a small laugh, shaking my head as I stood up, ready to return to my bed. But before I could step away, a gloved hand took mine. I turned around to meet the green eyes of Chat’s. “Stay with me.” He smiled, but it was a lot softer than what I was used to. “It’s freezing out there, and those shorts wont keep you warm.” 

“You drive a hard bargain, Chat.” I smiled down at him. “Just this one time, now scoot over.” His smile lit up and I pulled myself under the covers. The Chat pulled me up against his front, in a position that some would consider spooning. I reached up and turned off my lamp, leaving us in darkness.

“Thank you, mon petite.” He muttered into my hair.

“Chat, are you purring?”

~~~

The sun shown through my windows, making me join the world of wakefulness. I picked up my phone from the nightstand reading a text from my parents. My mom saying that her and my dad were going out for the day. I sighed, grateful that they wouldn’t be around to see that one of the heroes of Paris were in my bed. I turned around in Chat’s arms. But the sight that shocked me, made me fall out of the covers and onto the cold floor. 

Who the hell?

What the hell??

How the hell???

I’m pretty sure when I fell asleep I was with Chat.

But then why was Adrien Agreste in my bed?

Wait a minute.

I grabbed the nearest throw pillow and hit it down in the face of the boy in my bed. The one who just so happened to be the cute boy in my classes. Adrian rolled over from the contact of the soft pillow, setting it beside him.

“Bonjour, mon petite.” He spoke out, his morning voice sending my stomach into a cartwheel session.

“Want some waffles, Adrien?” I asked. His green eyes immediately shot open.

“So when exactly were you going to tell me?” I asked Adrien as he ran the towel through his damp blonde hair. He had taken a shower, to get the last of the dirt and blood off of him after last night’s events. Plus he had decided it might be best to change his bandages. He was now left in his jeans and a white tank top. I started to clean the dishes as another set of waffles were in the works.

“I mean, I was going to tell you eventually.” He sighed, setting the towel down, hanging over the back of a chair. “But the whole point of it is not to tell anyone.”  

“I get that, but we have known each other for almost a year now - I mean as Chat. But as Adrien, a little longer.” I sighed, drying my hands. I took a deep breath and swallowed the selfishness I was expressing.  “I understand where you are coming from, Adrien.” 

“Thank you.” He smiled at me. I turned around, grabbing out plates and cutlery. Then walking over to flip the waffle machine. I then felt arms snake around my torso. Adrien’s new scent of my favourite body wash filled my nose as he pulled me back against his front. I tried to contain my giggles, but failed miserably. 

“You smell like me, Adrien.” 

“Is that such a bad thing?” He asked me playfully as he set his chin down on my shoulder. “I think I’m in love with you, y/n, and that scares the crap out of me.” 

“Why would that scare you?” I asked, trying to hold back the flush in my cheeks.

“Because I was never really sure what love was, since my mom left.” He shook his head, sadly. I took the spatula, and opened the waffle machine, setting the baked good on a plate. I quickly turned off the machine and turned around in Adrien’s arms. I cupped his cheeks and gave him a shy smile.

“I would be honoured to be the one to help you feel loved.” His eyes then lit up and his hands on my waist pushed me into him. I softly pressed my lips against his, my stomach spinning in circles again. My mouth greeted with a minty taste from our freshly brushed teeth. All worries between the two of us melted away in that moment. 

Also, the waffles were definitely forgotten about as they grew cold.