#apssecretsanta

[gabriel-agreste-has-no-rights]

Secret Santa for @bugaboo-n-bananoir!!   I imagine Ladybug used the horse miraculous earlier to take them somewhere peaceful and away from his dad.  She surprised him with a kiss after he won their practice fight :)

[leviaana]

little extra for @galaxiesfulloffantasy ♡ this drawing is part of my aps secret santa gift!

[lesslinette]

Secret santa time!

@anjiejie, I'm your secret santa from the Adrien Protection Squad discord server!! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧♡

I really hope you like it! Merry late Christmas 💕💕 And hope you have an amazing year✨🎀🥂

[buggaberry]

My secret santa gift for @miraculous-romance!! Ta-daa!!!! 

[carpisuns]

our discord group did a secret santa exchange so here is a little Ladynoir/Adrienette AMV for the beautiful, talented, and sweet @leviaana 💖

[anjiejie]

A group hug in outfits for @sometypeofbirthstone! 

[supergirl9130]

Alrighty so for my Secret Santa, my giftees are: Jmajka (@janaikam ) and @yumagiiii

For janaikam I tried to do A silhouette of the love square but I got a little too into the detailing of the costumes:

And for yumagii I did marichat with the "red string of fate" trope:

[miraculous-romance]

“Don’t Do It Adrien!!”

Since Christmas was around the corner, my friends from the Adrien Protection Squad Discord server and I have decided to have a private Secret Santa event! I was lucky enough to get one of my teammates, one of the hosts from the event @emsylcatac and I couldn’t have been more happier! Hope you’ll like it and we’ll stay friends for a long time! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!

A Miraculous Ladybug AU of how Adrien knows Ladybug is Marinette but he’s trying so hard not to say it. Coincidentally, he forms a stronger friendship with one of the less active superheroes and asking for help to hide his feelings from her.

Alix was roller skating in the Louvre Museum when she heard the two familiar voices.

“Chat, for the last time, NO.”

“Oh come on, m'lady. This time, I’m serious! If we knew each other’s identities, then it would be a lot easier to…”

“…Be captured by Hawkmoth, hurt our loved ones, LET THE VILLAIN WIN?! I can’t risk Paris for your love for me, kitty…” Alix hid, agreeing in secret with Ladybug. As a (future) superhero, she understood the importance of having secrets. It didn’t surprise her that they were hiding their identities.

“OR. We can win faster!” She agreed with that too. Wouldn’t it be simpler to plan his defeat?

A beeping noise filled the museum. It were their jewels. Without uttering a word, Ladybug left at the speed of light. Chat, thinking he was safe, de-transformed. He fell on the ground, not sure of what to do anymore.

The pink haired girl couldn’t move. Was that who she thought he was? “A-Adrien?” She mumbled. To her dismay, the boy swiftly turned around. He stood up. For a few moments, they stood there. Motionless. “Alix? H-How long have you…” “From the part Ladybug said “No.”“ BUSTED. This was bad. Really bad. Unforgivably bad. If the love of his life ever thought to give him a chance, she will certainly disregard those thoughts after she finds out what he had done. How was he supposed to get out of this mess?! There has to be to play it off.

“So, uhh, what’s up?” He tried to play it cool. “You’re Chat Noir.” she whispered. Oh Lord. She won’t forget it. Okay new plan. Think, Adrien Agreste, think! “It’s a good thing I was the one who saw you.” She gave him a reassuring look and sat on the bench nearby. She patted the empty part of the bench. Adrien took it as a sign so he sat. “Don’t worry, I promise I’ll keep your secret.” The girl winked at her friend. “Thank you.” Of course she would, how could he ever doubt her? She is a fellow teammate after all. Well, in the future at least. Soon. Then a sudden realization struck him. He looked around. “Oh no, the cameras” “Don’t worry about that. The cameras turn off for a while after an akuma attack” Thank God.

Not knowing what to say next, she uttered the first thing that popped into her mind.“So, you’re in love with the bug, huh?” Obviously. “Why are you chasing after a girl you don’t even know? What if she’s an older woman or even a guy?”

“But I do know her. The girl behind that mask. I know who she is.” Alix’s eyes widened. Oh no. This will crush Marinette’s heart. How does she tell her… NO. She can’t. “Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.” Lies. If she knew who Ladybug was, maybe she’d try to help Marinette with Adrien, if only a little. “But I have to, I can’t keep this bottled up, PLEASE!” Adrien’s brows furrowed, his lips pursed. He took her hands, as if he was urging to yell out the mystery girl’s name. She sighed. He let go of her hands.

“Okay, who’s Ladyb…” “Marinette.” …Come again? The girl thought she heard the name of her best friend. She blinked hard. His pupils were dilated. “Ladybug is Marinette. I’m in love with Marinette” Adrien repeated, making sure she didn’t mistunderstand. Oh crap. Ohcrapohcrapohcrap. “Adrien, THIS IS HUGE!” She got up, pacing around the bench.

“So you’re into… And she’s… Wait do you know that the boy she likes is…”

“Me, I know” he smirked proudly.

“Is that why you want her to reveal your identity to you, so you could be together? Adrien, you can’t do that.”

“Well then it’s a good thing that I have you now.” Wait WHAT?!?!

“Hold on, I thought you will always love Ladybug. And I’m sorry, I never liked you that way or felt toward anyone.”

“No, not that. And hey, I’m a catch!” he winked. “What I meant is, can you help me try to hide my feelings for her?” Well this turned into a big complicated horse poop.

“You want me to, what?! Be your anti-wingwoman?!”

“Exactly!”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“At any second now I can run toward her and yell out that I love her. I can’t afford to lose her for that!”

“That’s… A good point. But promise me you’ll be careful next time you detransform.”

He nodded. “I purromise” Alix chuckled. “And cut the cat puns, they’re not that funny.” They shook their hands.

This new bonding experience might not be so bad.

~5 days after Alix found out~

For a while, she had a pretty easy job. She sees Adrien fanboy over his beautiful, talented, courageous etc future mother of his children (all his words) and she would listen to him. And listen. And listen. The other part of the job was to stop him from flirting, making cat puns and all around obsessing in front of the girl he likes.

One of the times he was pretty close to revealing his feelings for her… If Alix wasn’t there to hit him.

The girls and Adrien were looking at Marinette’s designs, all superhero themed, when he came across the Chat Noir pages.

Black hoodie with ears, small details were green. Black skirt with a small black cat on the right side. A black and green bracelet.

The boy was in awe. The girl he adores was so talented, he just wanted to sit next to her as she sew all of those outfits from her notebook. He carefully gave Marinette her book back and mumbled. “I love you.”

He starred intently at her. And that’s when he felt a strong pain on his head. It was Alix. She hit him with her fist on the head. The two looked at each other before he could realize what he had said. “YOUR DESIGNS! I love your designs.” Fixed it.

Although Marinette wasn’t sure if she heard the previous sentence correctly, she was still happy to hear it. She considered it as one of her fantasies and brushed it off. “Th-Thank you Adrien.”

And soon the bell rang. From start to finish, the girls hadn’t said the word. Still they started to suspect what kind of relationship the sport girl and the model boy had.

[janaikam]

A Bun

The discord server Adrien Protection Squad planned out a Secret Santa. Here is my gift for @mowmowmice . It’s a post-reveal Adrinette fluff.

I hope you enjoy it! Happy Holidays!

AO3. FFnet.

Word Count: 852

“Alya, I’m freaking out. I don’t know whether I want the results to be positive or negative. On one hand, I would love to have kids, but on the other, I don’t think I’m ready. It’s just so-” Before Marinette can continue ranting, the timer one the oven beeped signaling to Marinette that her results were ready. 

“Okay, Marinette first things first. Just breathe. Everything is going to be okay. So what if you might have kids earlier than expected. Life happens. All that really matters is that both you and Adrien want kids. And you want kids, right?” Alya asks over speakerphone.

“Yeah, I want kids but what if Adrien doesn’t want them especially with everything that’s on his plate right now. It hasn’t been easy on him trying to take over a multimillion-dollar company and let’s not even talk about that horrible excuse of a father he had,” Marinette starts to pace. 

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng-Agreste I swear to goodness if you’re pacing while catastrophizing I will come over there and shake some sense into you. Mr. Sunshine would be ecstatic to have a kid and prove to Daddy Agreste that he can be a better man than he was. Mari, even though I’m not there in the flesh I’m here for you. What I want you to do is march on over to that bathroom and find out if you’re having a baby or not,” Alya orders.

Nervously, Marinette leaves the kitchen and heads to the bathroom. Tikki is still sitting on the bathroom counter when Marinette enters. Tikki gives Marinette an encouraging smile as she turns over the small stick. 

“Oh!” That’s all Marinette’s brain can process as she stares at the results. A slow grin coming to her face.

“Oh? What does that mean? Is that good? Mari?” Alya asks.

“It means I’m having a baby!”

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“Of all the different ways to tell him, you just had to pick the most cliché,” Alya comments from her seat at the island in the middle of the kitchen watching as Marinette starts adding pink frosting to the vanilla cake on the island. 

“Well, I mean I think it’s cute and Adrien will love it. Besides, I didn’t have time to think of a creative way because things just got super hectic at work because one of the interns lost the designs for the spring line, so we had to start from scratch,” Marinette explains carefully frosting the right half of the cake. Once she’s done, she inspects her handiwork. Satisfied, Marinette grabs the blue tube of frosting. 

“I couldn’t imagine two romantic dorks more deserving of each other than you and Adrien.”

“You’re just jealous you and Nino aren’t making puns and being cliché like us,” Marinette teases finishing icing the cake.

“Yeah right like I wanna be like you and sunshine, all sugary sweet. After all, some spiciness in life never hurt nobody,” Alya counters. Marinette puts the cake in a small container and puts it in the fridge to chill and then turns to check on the food in the oven. “So whatcha making for dinner?”

“A three-cheese lasagna and of course a bun,” Marinette takes a seat by Alya resting her aching feet.

“So when is Mr. CEO arriving for dinner?” Alya asks looking at the clock. Before Marinette can respond, the sound of the front door opening stops her.

“Honey, I’m home,” Adrien says as he enters his house. “Wow, it smells good in here. Hey Alya,” Adrien greets as he goes up to kiss his wife.

“That’s it. I have to go before I get a cavity from all your sugary sweetness,” Alya proclaims watching the exchange in front of her. “Nice seeing you, Sunshine, Mari.” 

“Are we eating in here?” Adrien asks as soon as he hears the front door close behind Alya. Neither of them bother to go lock the door because usually one of their kwamis will lock it for them. 

“Yeah, let me just take the lasagna out,” Marinette starts to move from her spot on the island. “No, no, no. My Lady, let me get that for you,” Adrien says stopping Marinette from getting up. “I heard you had a busy day already and you just need to sit down and relax.”

“Thank you, my prince,” Marinette thanks. 

Adrien grabs the oven mitts and opens the oven. “So how are Alya and Nino doing? I haven’t been able to catch up- Oh Mari there’s also a bun in here,” Adrien sets the lasagna and bun on top of the stove and turns off the oven. “Did you forget that you put a bun in the oven?” Adrien asks turning to look at Marinette who was nervously messing with the bottom of her apron.

Not a second later did understanding appear on his face. “Mari are you?” Marinette frantically nods her head as Adrien runs over, picks her up, and twirls her around. “There’s gonna be a little you or me running around!” Marinette laughs happily as he peppers her face with kisses. “I can’t believe it! We’re having a baby!”

[gryffindorcls]

About five minutes ago, I picked up a sugar cookie that had just come out of the oven, and it crumbled into pieces in my hand.

I didn't take my own advice from this fic...

*sigh*

That’s The Way the Sugar Cookie Crumbles

Hello, lovely readers!

This is a gift for Lazycat881 from the Adrien Protection Squad Discord Secret Santa Exchange.

Enjoy!

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AO3

FanFiction

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Adrien tapped the table with his fork while he and Kagami sat in silence. She took a sip of her water, looked up, and sighed.

“Hey, Kagami,” he said, clearing his throat, “I was wondering if you were available next Saturday night. My dad’s company is having this holiday party at the Grand Paris Hotel, and he told me that I could bring someone. It’s not usually like him to say stuff like that, and…”

“Adrien,” she interrupted, “I need to talk to you about something.”

“Oh? Is it about the party? Because it won’t really be all that different from the other events we’ve had to go to in the past.”

“No, it’s not about the party. I don’t really know how to say this, so I’m just going to be honest with you. I think we should go back to being friends.”

Adrien set down the fork and cocked his head to the side. “Wait…are you breaking up with me?”

“That would require us actually being together.”

“Are we not…together? We’ve been going on dates, right? Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure that this is a date. You’re my girlfriend.”

Kagami crossed her arms. “Technically I am, but you’ve been hesitant to call me your girlfriend since day one. When we hold hands, it’s like touching your wax statue at the museum. It doesn’t feel real. All of this feels fake. It’s as if you’re an actor who’s playing the part of a boyfriend instead of actually being one.”

“But we’re dating. When people go on dates together, it’s called dating.” The confusion swirling around in his brain was slowly turning into hurt. “I still don’t understand what I did to make you want to leave me.”

“First of all, I’m not leaving you. I’m just changing the dynamic of our relationship. Second, you did everything right. You were the perfect gentleman. I can tell that you really tried to make this work, but the longer I’m with you, the more I realize that we aren’t meant to be. When I told you that I was in love with you, I acted without hesitation. I’m starting to see now, that I was wrong in doing that.”

“So, you don’t love me?”

“Not like I thought I did. Adrien, you will always be special to me, and I really hope that we can stay friends. I cherish your companionship; however, I now realize that I was romantically in love with the idea of you…not the real you.”

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[carpisuns]

what do u mean “IF I wanted it” ofc I wanted it!!!!!

EVERYONE PLEASE READ THISSSSS IT’S ADORABLE 10/10 WILL MAKE YOU FEEL WARM AND FUZZY INSIDE

Secret Santa!!

🥺🥺 originally this was on a google docs because i don’t really write much, but hey I decided to post it to tumblr since it would be easier to access.

there’s no real title to this, just some nice adrienette fluff for my secret santa! @gryffindorcls

also @chatnoirinette if u wanted it SKSKSKS

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Wearing a fancy holiday outfit as opposed to her usual outfit for school was, in hindsight, not the greatest idea when the temperature was a mere 20 degrees outside. Being completely honest, Marinette had been on the fence to begin with about the outfit, but Alya had assured her that it would be worth it.

‘Worth it’ wasn't the phrase Marinette would use. Discarding her usual pink and gray color scheme, she found herself wearing a bright red and white dress, ending just above her knees. Underneath the dress she wore regular black tights, and small black heels to match. The outfit itself wasn’t a problem-designing it herself had been a fun challenge, and showing it off to the class had made the effort pay off nicely. The problem was that it was practically a blizzard outside. Walking home, Marinette was positive she’d be stuck at home sick by tomorrow.

Still, the day was a success in her books. Well, mainly. Of course, Adrien wasn’t there to see it-hardly a surprise. He had said the day before that his father had planned a photoshoot the day before Christmas break, but Marinette held onto hope that just maybe…

Her hope was in vain. Marinette enjoyed herself immensely, but she couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment that Adrien couldn’t have celebrated with the rest of them. If anybody deserved to, it would’ve been him. She hoped that wherever he was, he was having fun. Letting out a breath that was visible to the naked eye, Marinette wrapped her arms around her body and began the long trudge home, absolutely wishing she had thought to bring a jacket like her mother suggested the night before.

Before she could get far, headlights in the distance caught Marinette’s attention. The girl was puzzled. Why would anybody be driving in this weather, much less in a car that looked as though it was brand new? Marinette hoped whoever it was in the car would pass by quickly. It was always so awkward having strangers pity you for not wearing a warm enough coat on a walk in winter. And Marinette dealt with that enough for today-Alya and Rose both berated her the entire time for not bringing a good winter coat-.

As the car approached, Marinette stared at the ground to avoid any unneeded eye contact. What she wasn’t expecting, however, was the car to slow down right in front of her. When Marinette first noticed this, she immediately began to speed up without looking from the ground. Was someone after her? Was she going to get kidnapped? Or robbed? Her worries were unfounded though, because pretty soon a voice-a familiar voice-cut out over the gusting wind.

“Marinette! Hey, Marinette!”

The girl looked up, barely believing it. The car-no, the limo stopped in front of her, that was..that was Adrien’s car! Her cheeks flushed bright red, and not because of the cold. Marinette pulled strands of her bangs out of her eyes, pausing in her steps to turn around and look at him. Unfortunately, she couldn’t stop the violent shivers sent down her back, her hands clutching at her arms and crossed over her chest.

Adrien had gotten out of the car, in a very fitting coat only the best designers wore. He had gloves on, but his blonde hair was freely whipping around with the wind. When he spoke, he had to shout to be heard. “What are you doing, Marinette? It’s freezing out!”

If Marinette wasn’t already embarrassed, now she was absolutely mortified. He probably thought her so strange, wearing such a dress in the dead of winter. Trying to find her voice (and also remain calm, because Adrien) Marinette spoke out against the wind. “I-Well, uh-“ Oh no. She was rambling now, rambling and she couldn’t stop. “No ride home! Have to walk. Um, bye!” Turning around on her heel, Marinette began to speed walk the opposite direction, already cursing her bad luck. Why, oh why whenever Adrien was around she just couldn’t get anything done!? It was so unfair!

Before Marinette could get far, a tight but warm grip on her arm stopped her. She looked up at the hand, face to face with Adrien. Up close, you could see his cheeks and nose begin to get red because of the cold. He wore an expression of puzzlement, but also something akin to amusement. “I can't just leave you here to walk home! You’ll be an icicle by the time we get back.” He laughed, though it was barely heard through the warring wind around them. “Let me take you home. I already asked Gorilla when I saw you.”

Marinette let out a soft squeak, trying not to look too panicked at the idea that Adrien-Adrien, was offering her a ride home! The very idea was something that she could barely even process in her mind at the moment, but it seemed that her silence was taken as a hearty acceptance for Adrien. “Great!” The blonde’s words barely reached her ears, and as soon as she heard them he was already pulling her back towards the car. Marinette made no move to remove her arm or resist his gentle tugging, but she also seemed to be frozen in place at the moment, and probably couldn’t have done either of those things if she tried.

Adrien shot her a cheeky grin that made Marinette’s already inflamed cheeks burn, but before she could respond appropriately (like faint, for instance) he had already opened the car door and slowly let go of her hand. Marinette, for a moment, allowed herself the despair of feeling his warm grip slowly slip away from her hands, until she realized she was being silly and quickly stepped into the car. Adrien got in next to her, nodding to Gorilla, and immediately turned his attention to Marinette.

“You look really pretty today, Marinette. Was the party really that fun?” Marinette seemed to barely hear him, as her heart had soared at his word choice and she seemed lost in her own headspace. Finally though, regaining a sense of composure (as much as she could muster around Adrien anyways) Marinette offered an embarrassed, though a fairly confident smile. “Yes! It was really fun-I..well, I thought it would be nice to dress up for a bit. Not for any particular reason, of course, but because I wanted to! I think everyone there liked it but, maybe I should’ve saved it for a warmer day.” Through her rambling Marinette got increasingly more fidgety, worried that with every pause she was saying the wrong thing over and over. Eventually her gaze fluttered towards the shoes that she was wearing, determinedly staring there instead of anywhere else.

“I bet everyone thought you looked amazing, Marinette.” Adrien said kindly, looking at her with warm, sparkling green eyes. Marinette dared to look up again, her face glowing, but a small smile managed to worm its way out of her. “T-Thank you, Adrien. That means a lot coming from you.” For a moment, the two stayed in silence, before Marinette realized her mistake. “I-I mean because..because you’re so famous! And Gabriel Agreste’s son! Not-not that I wouldn’t value your opinion if you weren’t, but-oh I’m going to shut up now.” Marinette buried her face in her hands, avoiding anymore confrontation. Of course she had to screw everything up. What was even worse was that Adrien had stayed silent throughout her entire babbling, reaching forward to whisper something to his bodyguard once she finished.

He’s going to kick me out. I just know it. Her miserable thoughts were little comfort to her right now, but she knew she deserved them all. She just had to mess everything up. Tikki would be amused by this, for sure, but Marinette knew that the kwami would also harbor a fair amount of disappointment. Marinette had been working so hard on trying to talk to Adrien normally, and now she was back to square one. Even worse, Adrien probably thought she was such a loser.

The silence wore on for a few more minutes, until Gorilla stopped the limo. Marinette lifted her face out of her hands, avoiding Adrien’s eye completely and reaching the handle for the door. “Thank you for the ride ho-“ She stares at the window, blinking comically. This..this was not her house. This wasn’t even near her house.

This was Andre’s ice cream cart.

Marinette looked at Gorilla, her mouth agape. “I’m sorry sir, I didn’t know you needed my directions. You just take a left-“ Adrien’s soft laughter cut her off mid sentence, and she turned to look at him, completely puzzled. After he stopped laughing, he looked at her with a dazzling smile. “You seem a bit stressed out. I thought we could get some ice cream before you go home.”

There were loads of things that Marinette could’ve said at the moment, and her brain chose the worst possible option. “It’s the middle of winter.” She stammered, then immediately clamped her jaws shut. He was trying to do something nice, and once again she had to put to question every possible thing he did. Was she trying to make him hate her? Adrien suddenly looked bashful, rubbing the back of his neck and not looking at her. “Well-yeah, I know. I just thought that, well..ice cream always make things better, no matter what season it’s in. But if you don’t want it, that’s completely fine! I just thought..” He trailed off, shrugging and shooting her a small smile.

Marinette, bless her heart, had been extremely aware that she would not mess this up a second time. Before he even finished she had stumbled the words “I’d love to!” Out of her mouth, and was too preoccupied with getting that ice cream to even wait for him to respond back. Marinette quickly shoved the door open and stepped out, the wind whipping against her hair and skin. She shivered, but she knew that she wouldn’t take this opportunity for granted, no matter how cold she was. Adrien ran around the back to catch up, tugging his scarf more securely over his neck. He took one look at Marinette, then quickly grabbed his scarf (the one Marinette designed) removed it from his neck, and wrapped it around her neck. Marinette let out a soft squeak, but if he heard, he didn’t say anything.

“You looked cold.” Was his only response to the look she gave him (which, unfortunately did not answer her question of “please marry me”)

With that, Adrien had moved forward to Andre, greeting the vendor with a smile so perfect that it had to have been practiced for years. Marinette followed, trying to focus on getting through the snow and not burying her face in the scarf and practically living in his perfume. Between the cold and the fact that he had put his scarf around her, Marinette scarcely noticed the faint scent of Camembert lingering around her neck.

Andre looked at them with bright eyes, as if he were waiting all day for some customers to come by. “Ah-two of my favorite customers! What will it be, yes? Ah-just kidding! I already know you two exactly!” He waggled a scooper in their faces, and Adrien let out a hearty laugh. Marinette could scarcely believe this was happening, that she was getting to eat ice cream with..with Adrien! And alone too!

“Blackberry and peppermint! An explosive and rare mix, that’s true. But often times opposites attract, and you do too!” His wording left Marinette practically red at the ears, but to her surprise when she looked at Adrien, he also looked a bit taken aback. Finally though, he seemed to regain his senses and smiled. “You know best, Andre.”

The two of them got their ice cream (two separate cones) and Adrien began heading back to the limo. Marinette looked after him, quickly deciding to take a chance and be bold. Do something Ladybug would do. “Wait! Why don’t we eat outside?” She called out. At first, she was worried that he wouldn’t hear her, but he turned his head and looked at her, eyes bright. “Are you sure? You look like you’re about to fall over!” His voice was teasing, and Marinette had to laugh at it. “I’m sure! We can sit on one of those benches. We wouldn’t want to get your limo messy, anyways.” Adrien nodded and quickly ran to tell Gorilla, while Marinette took a tentative taste of her cone. Andre was right-the taste was bold, and strong. But at the same time the flavors blended together nicely. Marinette took a second lick.

The two of them sat together at the bench Marinette had pointed out, and with frozen hands, Marinette took out her phone. Her parents were probably worried about her-and Alya had asked that she tell her when she got home. Marinette quickly sent a text out to her mom to assure her that she was okay-and that she had gone out with a friend for a few minutes. Alya, however, was a bit harder to please.

Alya: Girl, who are you WITH? All of our classmates went home!

Marinette: Adrien came by and offered me a ride. Not a big deal, really.

As soon as she sent those texts, she knew she was in for a long night. And given the way Alya had immediately tried FaceTiming her, she was absolutely right. She declined (because it would be extremely rude) and focused on eating her ice cream, savoring the taste while also ignoring Alya’s constant buzzing on her phone. Adrien was also eating his ice cream, but his gaze was focused on something in the distance. When Marinette followed his line of sight, she also saw a small shape running across rooftops. It’s probably just Chat Noir patrolling. She thought, glancing at the snowy ground. Adrien seemed to think the same thing, looking satisfied after a moment of hesitation, and turning to Marinette. Before he could open his mouth to speak, Marinette let out a huge gasp. A large, crazy large shadow had just dropped over Adrien, and before she could call out a warning, the branch that had piled on a huge chunk of snow for the last hour and a half, snapped in half and fell right on top of him.

Despite the horror she felt that he could’ve been dealt a serious injury, Marinette had begun laughing. Hysterical laughing. She was covering her face with her hands, trying not to let laughter spill out of her mouth like a waterfall. But Adrien’s dumbstruck expression was too much, and she ended up crouching over, giggles erupting her like a volcano. Adrien, meanwhile, had also begun to laugh, shaking his head and scattering snow everywhere. He was looking at Marinette with a warmth she couldn’t describe, but pretty soon his gaze held mischief to them. “You think my pain is funny, Marinette?” His voice quieted, and was gentle against the rushing wind.

Immediately Marinette hushed. She looked at him, her eyes wide and horror struck. Had she just offended him? She meant no harm-but maybe he was really hurt, and maybe he thought she was just laughing because she was evil and mean. Before she could say anything though, Adrien had gently thrown a snowball right at her, not enough to seriously hurt her, but enough to make her feel mass discomfort. Marinette gasped, though when eyes were shining. Adrien looked at her with a familiar grin on his face, and quickly got up, using his ice cream cone as a shield.

Marinette already began to plan. She took one last lick of her ice cream cone, before plopping it on the ground. She would need both hands for this. Adrien seemed offended by the waste of the cone, looking at where she dropped it with a playfully indignant expression. Marinette used the temporary distraction to quickly scoop up a ball of clustering snow, throwing it right at his ice cream cone and hitting it dead center. The ice cream got shot off and fell to the floor, and Adrien let out a loud gasp that even Marinette could hear over the blowing wind. “You’ll pay for that!” He cried, dropping the rest of his cone and beginning to scoop up some more snow. Marinette let out a squeal as he threw one right at her dress, running away from him as fast as she could.

Marinette wasn’t sure when Gorilla had come outside of the car and stared at them until they managed to go back inside. She knew it must’ve been longer than she thought (the sun had begun to go down, and it was getting dark fast) She couldn’t believe that the two had lost track of time so easily. Adrien didn’t look too bothered, getting into the car with a grin plastered onto his face.

The car ride home was warm and lively, nothing like the small talk that filled it up on the way there. Marinette got to hear about how Adrien never really got to do this before, and how having ice cream in winter was never something he did before today. Marinette also explained her own experiences, and how her parents would’ve never let her have a snowball fight wearing nothing but a dress and tights. (Adrien looked a little guilty at that, but pointed out that she was also wearing his scarf) Marinette almost forgot. She looked at the scarf, gently grabbing it with her frozen fingers and beginning to peel it off her neck. Adrien reached out, his gloved hand gently brushing over her own. “Keep it on for now. Just until we get to your house.” He smiled again, the same warm smile he showed her before, and Marinette felt obligated to keep the scarf on for just a bit longer.

When they came to her house for real, Marinette stepped out. The wind died down a bit, but it was enough to make her shiver still. She quickly gave her thanks and holiday wishes to Gorilla, and would’ve done the same for Adrien if he hadn’t insisted on accompanying her to the door. She smiled, feeling emboldened by the new level of comfort she felt around him, and walked along step by step until she got to the bakery door.

Marinette turned to Adrien, her cheeks still a pretty pink. “Thank you for this. Really-I had a great time.” Her eyes were gleaming, but Adrien looked a bit worried. “I guess my plan kinda backfired. I offered you a ride to keep you out of the cold, and I think we spent more time in it. I’m really sorry about that.” He looked at her again, his intense green eyes meeting her bright blues. Marinette looked away for a moment. “It’s okay, really! Running around warmed my up a lot. Much more than walking would’ve done.” He looked relieved by her insistence, and was about to leave before she remembered the scarf. “Oh! Adrien! You forgot this!” She quickly pulled the scarf off of her neck, feeling a sudden spurt of wind hit the back of her neck. Ignoring it, she held out the scarf for him to grab.

He had turned back to look at her, walking back over to grab the scarf. But in the middle of heading over he stopped dead, staring at a spot above Marinette’s head. Adrien looked conflicted for a moment, before he seemed to make up his mind and walk over to grab the scarf. Marinette hadn’t bothered to follow his line of sight, assuming he saw a bird or something, and instead handed the scarf to him with a smile.

He gently took the scarf, leaned down, and kissed her cheek.

“Happy holidays, Marinette. I hope we can hang out again like this.” And then he was gone, walking back to the limo, getting in the car, and leaving. Just like that.

Marinette didn’t remember walking through the bakery door, she didn’t remember trudging you her stairs. She definitely didn’t remember reading through Alya’s 100+ new messages, nor Tikki trying to persuade her to patrol as Ladybug one more time before the break began. Instead, as she reached a hand towards her cheek, a rush of memories ran through her brain. Adrien in the snow. Adrien in the limo. Adrien at Andre’s with her. And Adrien outside of her bakery door, leaning down to plant a kiss on her cheek.

On second thought, maybe wearing that holiday dress wasn’t so bad after all.

[carpisuns]

I AM IN AWE!!! IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL 😭❤️ you’re so freakin talented ahhhhh absolute perfection

Secret santa time!

@anjiejie, I'm your secret santa from the Adrien Protection Squad discord server!! (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧♡

I really hope you like it! Merry late Christmas 💕💕 And hope you have an amazing year✨🎀🥂

[miraculous-romance]

THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!

My secret santa gift for @miraculous-romance!! Ta-daa!!!! 

[leviaana]

Oh god, I love it sosososo much @chatnoirinette I'm crying in the club 🤧😢💕💕💕💕 it's so well edited too, that ending??? Holy cow!! Thank you, I love you😢

our discord group did a secret santa exchange so here is a little Ladynoir/Adrienette AMV for the beautiful, talented, and sweet @leviaana 💖

[whimsicallyconfusedforlife]

Too funny!!

“Don’t Do It Adrien!!”

Since Christmas was around the corner, my friends from the Adrien Protection Squad Discord server and I have decided to have a private Secret Santa event! I was lucky enough to get one of my teammates, one of the hosts from the event @emsylcatac and I couldn’t have been more happier! Hope you’ll like it and we’ll stay friends for a long time! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!

A Miraculous Ladybug AU of how Adrien knows Ladybug is Marinette but he’s trying so hard not to say it. Coincidentally, he forms a stronger friendship with one of the less active superheroes and asking for help to hide his feelings from her.

Alix was roller skating in the Louvre Museum when she heard the two familiar voices.

“Chat, for the last time, NO.”

“Oh come on, m'lady. This time, I’m serious! If we knew each other’s identities, then it would be a lot easier to…”

“…Be captured by Hawkmoth, hurt our loved ones, LET THE VILLAIN WIN?! I can’t risk Paris for your love for me, kitty…” Alix hid, agreeing in secret with Ladybug. As a (future) superhero, she understood the importance of having secrets. It didn’t surprise her that they were hiding their identities.

“OR. We can win faster!” She agreed with that too. Wouldn’t it be simpler to plan his defeat?

A beeping noise filled the museum. It were their jewels. Without uttering a word, Ladybug left at the speed of light. Chat, thinking he was safe, de-transformed. He fell on the ground, not sure of what to do anymore.

The pink haired girl couldn’t move. Was that who she thought he was? “A-Adrien?” She mumbled. To her dismay, the boy swiftly turned around. He stood up. For a few moments, they stood there. Motionless. “Alix? H-How long have you…” “From the part Ladybug said “No.”“ BUSTED. This was bad. Really bad. Unforgivably bad. If the love of his life ever thought to give him a chance, she will certainly disregard those thoughts after she finds out what he had done. How was he supposed to get out of this mess?! There has to be to play it off.

“So, uhh, what’s up?” He tried to play it cool. “You’re Chat Noir.” she whispered. Oh Lord. She won’t forget it. Okay new plan. Think, Adrien Agreste, think! “It’s a good thing I was the one who saw you.” She gave him a reassuring look and sat on the bench nearby. She patted the empty part of the bench. Adrien took it as a sign so he sat. “Don’t worry, I promise I’ll keep your secret.” The girl winked at her friend. “Thank you.” Of course she would, how could he ever doubt her? She is a fellow teammate after all. Well, in the future at least. Soon. Then a sudden realization struck him. He looked around. “Oh no, the cameras” “Don’t worry about that. The cameras turn off for a while after an akuma attack” Thank God.

Not knowing what to say next, she uttered the first thing that popped into her mind.“So, you’re in love with the bug, huh?” Obviously. “Why are you chasing after a girl you don’t even know? What if she’s an older woman or even a guy?”

“But I do know her. The girl behind that mask. I know who she is.” Alix’s eyes widened. Oh no. This will crush Marinette’s heart. How does she tell her… NO. She can’t. “Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.” Lies. If she knew who Ladybug was, maybe she’d try to help Marinette with Adrien, if only a little. “But I have to, I can’t keep this bottled up, PLEASE!” Adrien’s brows furrowed, his lips pursed. He took her hands, as if he was urging to yell out the mystery girl’s name. She sighed. He let go of her hands.

“Okay, who’s Ladyb…” “Marinette.” …Come again? The girl thought she heard the name of her best friend. She blinked hard. His pupils were dilated. “Ladybug is Marinette. I’m in love with Marinette” Adrien repeated, making sure she didn’t mistunderstand. Oh crap. Ohcrapohcrapohcrap. “Adrien, THIS IS HUGE!” She got up, pacing around the bench.

“So you’re into… And she’s… Wait do you know that the boy she likes is…”

“Me, I know” he smirked proudly.

“Is that why you want her to reveal your identity to you, so you could be together? Adrien, you can’t do that.”

“Well then it’s a good thing that I have you now.” Wait WHAT?!?!

“Hold on, I thought you will always love Ladybug. And I’m sorry, I never liked you that way or felt toward anyone.”

“No, not that. And hey, I’m a catch!” he winked. “What I meant is, can you help me try to hide my feelings for her?” Well this turned into a big complicated horse poop.

“You want me to, what?! Be your anti-wingwoman?!”

“Exactly!”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“At any second now I can run toward her and yell out that I love her. I can’t afford to lose her for that!”

“That’s… A good point. But promise me you’ll be careful next time you detransform.”

He nodded. “I purromise” Alix chuckled. “And cut the cat puns, they’re not that funny.” They shook their hands.

This new bonding experience might not be so bad.

~5 days after Alix found out~

For a while, she had a pretty easy job. She sees Adrien fanboy over his beautiful, talented, courageous etc future mother of his children (all his words) and she would listen to him. And listen. And listen. The other part of the job was to stop him from flirting, making cat puns and all around obsessing in front of the girl he likes.

One of the times he was pretty close to revealing his feelings for her… If Alix wasn’t there to hit him.

The girls and Adrien were looking at Marinette’s designs, all superhero themed, when he came across the Chat Noir pages.

Black hoodie with ears, small details were green. Black skirt with a small black cat on the right side. A black and green bracelet.

The boy was in awe. The girl he adores was so talented, he just wanted to sit next to her as she sew all of those outfits from her notebook. He carefully gave Marinette her book back and mumbled. “I love you.”

He starred intently at her. And that’s when he felt a strong pain on his head. It was Alix. She hit him with her fist on the head. The two looked at each other before he could realize what he had said. “YOUR DESIGNS! I love your designs.” Fixed it.

Although Marinette wasn’t sure if she heard the previous sentence correctly, she was still happy to hear it. She considered it as one of her fantasies and brushed it off. “Th-Thank you Adrien.”

And soon the bell rang. From start to finish, the girls hadn’t said the word. Still they started to suspect what kind of relationship the sport girl and the model boy had.