#chatnoir!nathaniel

[kora124]

Marrinette: My life is in the hands of an idiot.

Chatnoir: *pointing at le paon bleu and him* No no no two idiots, your life is in the hands of two idiots.

[3mz0mbi3]

HOLY SHIT YOU WRITE FOR MIRACULOUS!? KEKWIWISJSJ-

CAN I REQUEST HOW YANDERE LADYBUG OR CHATNOIR WOULD REACT IF READER WAS AKUMATIZED???

A BLACK SWAN ON STAGE!

—TW; Yandere Behavior, Stalking, Mommy issues, etc.

₊˚⊹꒰YANDERE LADYBUG AN CHATNOIR꒱₊˚⊹

You hoped your day wouldn't be as shitty as it's now.

—"Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”

You sigh, about to explode, but you just give them a forced smile.

"Come on, Chloe, it's just a table, you can always get another one! Besides, lunch is almost over, there's no point in arguing anymore, so with Marinette and Alya."

— "No! This is my table! Sabrina and I always sit at this table, can't these plebs come and sit in the place of royalty like me?”

“Well, the tables are all the same, uh—, but come on! I can find you another one worthy of your beautiful presence! Besides, you don't want to deal with so much "plebs", do you? I'll find you somewhere a little more secluded. Not everyone is worthy of your presence.”

You spoke animatedly as you smiled at Chloe, causing her to ponder her words for a moment before she smiling mischievously, blinded by the flattery that made her boost her ego, so it was easier for you to convince her

—“Well, now that you mention it, you're right, so Shu-Shu! Hurry up and find me a better table!”

“Sure, Chloe.”

You smiled, but inside you were pissed off. It was a wonder you didn't explode on the spot and rip out all the blonde girl's hair. You directed your gaze towards Marinette who was with her entire red box., similar to how Nathaniel's hair shook when he hid behind Alya. You only gave a quick nod and a "sweet smile" to the two girls and went back to take care of Chloe, followed by Sabrina to find her a new table so she'd stop making such a fuss.

— “God, this girl is amazing.”

The girl of brown-skinned spoke, fascinated by how much patience you had and how well you could handle Chloe.

— “Right?”

Now the raven girl with the two pigtails spoke dreamily as she followed her beloved with the gaze.

— “Come on, Mari, try talking to her, it's a bit weird that you're looking at her from a distance.”

Marinette ignored her friend's advice and continued looking the girl from a distance. She couldn't believe what an angel [__] was even with a witch like Chloe, but there the girl was looking for a table for the annoying blonde… Spoiled, the young girl with the pigtails returned to reality as the bell rang, indicating that her break was over and it was time to go back to class. She sighed as she turned back to her best friend, who was only gave her advice.

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At last, your hell was over and you could return home to recover from the annoying day. You'd have liked everything to change for once, but everything was the same. You had no choice but to go home and rest, only to experience the same shit the next day. As you walked to the school exit, discouraged, you didn't expect someone to suddenly touch you gently on the shoulder; you quickly turn your head and see beautiful green eyes.

— “[____], Uh— Hello!“

“Oh, Hello, Adrien. Do you need anything?"

The blond boy looked noticeably nervous as he tried to remember his words well and not embarrass himself in front of the young woman. He took a deep breath to start talking.

— “Well, actually, I just wanted to give you something.”

He reached into the pocket of his blue jeans, pulled out a pretty pink ribbon and held out his arm to the young woman to hand it to him, whereupon the young woman took it in one of her hands.

“Oh, its cute but may I know why you're giving it to me?

— “Oh— Well I thought you could tie it in your hair to match your ballet dress.”

He spoke nervously as he played with his fingers, but you were still processing what he had just said, you thought that almost no one knew you practiced ballet, you looked at the ribbon in your hand and couldn't help but smile.

“Thanks so much Adrien, I really appreciate it, how did you know I practiced ballet?”

​—“Ah—"It's just that I, well, uh—I heard you practiced ballet, so I thought you'd like it.”

“Oh, I see… Thank you again, see you tomorrow, Adrien.”

She gave Adrien a smile of gratitude, he just smiled nervously as the young woman turned back towards the exit of the school to head to your house.

— “UHG! Who does Adrien think he is? "Why did he get so close to [____]? Do you think Adrien likes [____] too?"

— “Come on girl, maybe they were just talking, you know that not all the people who get close to [____] its because they have to be into her.”

— “Alya, but— did you see the way Adrien was looking at [____]?! Also, he approached her very suddenly! I know Adrien is up to something, and I am going to make sure he does not get it!

— “Chill out Marinette, you might still have a chance if you just talk to her, you will never know if you do not try.”

The young girl with the pigtails just grumbled, still annoyed by the interaction of his beloved [____] and Adrien, while Alya tried to calm her down.

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You collapsed on your bed with your backpack, exhausted from walking. You still had the ribbon bow in your hand you just looked at it, you were very tired from walking, not only from that but from having to go to school and from having to solve the problems. Problems from all your "friends", and having to stay up all night studying for even the easy questions in class, you tossed and turned in your bed until you stayed face up looking at the ceiling of your room and think

—“Oh, but your only just helping them; what's wrong with that?”

Well, if you had to listen to them all the time, in class, all the time talking about them and their emotional problems, maybe you were already a psychologist??

—"But they're just blowing off steam!"

Of course you never saw anything wrong with that. Some of your classmates had a lot of trust in you, but one thing was that they wanted to blow off steam, on the other they expected you to come up with an answer that would solve everything. You could only give them comforting words and support them; why did they expect even more from you?

"Did you always try to please everyone around you, but why? Why didn't you want to disappoint anyone, or why did you want to present a good image? Maybe because that was what your mother expected of you? After all, you They were his golden girl… His perfect girl, right?

…

How pathetic to want to fulfill the expectations of others, but you didn't even have an expectation; you just hid it next to your dreams.

"Why your life now isn't what you always imagined it would be like a child?"

"When did it all go down the drain?"

The only one you blame for this is your mother. As a child, you always had a grade point average of 8. Your mother always congratulated you; she never demanded more from you; she even rewarded you; she paid for a course so that you could learn ballet and practice, since you always adored him.

"Why did everything change from one day to the next?"

You just remember sobbing while your mom yells at you about how much you disappointed her.

—“Damn it, tell me! What do you think they're going to say about me when they find out my daughter got a 7 in math?! You always disappoint me! You've always done that! It was my mistake to leave you practicing that shit! Isn't that more than standing on your toes and flying around? What good would it do to you in life! It won't make anything of you instead of worrying about your future! What university will you go to? None!, if all you can do is dance and not even that well!!"

You were startled to hear the memory of your mother's voice echoing in your head. That memory did nothing but make you cry. It was the worst moment of your childhood, when you literally had to bury your dreams because your mother had had enough of your crying and ended up burning your pretty ballet shoes along with your tutu and the ribbon you used to tie your hair with. You sigh as you try to calm yourself down, but you can't; the only thing going through your mind are these words. You realize that even as you are crying, squeezing the hand holding the ribbon Adrien gave you, you do not want to look at it. Now that you were trying to calm your silly whining, you were so focused that you didn't even notice a little black butterfly appear with purple tones that now approached you and perched on your ribbon bow

— “Oh, poor girl, you help everyone with their problems, but never with yours. You get recognized by someone who is not you. I am Hawk Moth. How about I help you shine and be recognized for your biggest dream?"

Now that you hear a man's voice, you smile at his suggestion as you sit down on your bed.

"Yes…"

You spoke unconsciously, thinking about how everyone would finally see what you were made of and what you should have been all along, but that your mother despised.

— “Just in return, I want you to bring me Ladybug and Catnoir's Miraculous

“Sure…Hawk Moth.”

— "Go and shine, Cygnus Noir.”

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A young girl in a red suit with black dots was moving quickly from building to building thanks to her yo-yo with which she was swinging. She had been alerted by the sighting of an akumatized person near the Eiffel Tower, On the news they described it as a horrible gigantic monster. While she was swinging, she watched as several citizens were attacked by what seemed to be small porcelain dolls dressed as ballet dancers. I watched as they attacked mainly with the sharp pointed ballet slippers. He wondered where his companion Catnoir could be. For some reason, the faces of the dolls seemed familiar to him, something that worried him.

Meanwhile, a boy in a black suit was carefully sneaking out of the Agreste mansion to support his partner. As he ran across some rooftops he could already see the disaster that was generated by that akumatized person.

He did not hesitate to come down from the heights of the buildings to face some small dolls that attacked the citizens with fury, they were fast with their movements so he barely had time to see them in detail, while he dedicated himself to dodging and counterattacking with his cane at the moment that one of the dolls attacked him directly at her face with her sharp sneakers, while stopping his attack he could see her better when he managed to look at her more carefully. It was at that moment that he was little terrified when he looked at her face, the thing he least wanted to think about was that his beloved was the akumatized one but it was obvious. He did not hesitate much to break the doll into pieces with one blow with his cane and the other little dolls that were still intact only quickly dispersed, escaping from the hero for fear of ending up like his companion.

Cat Noir was trying to take his time from him as he could feel the panic running through his body. He was staring at what were now just broken pieces of the doll, although he was looking to one in specific. The face, broken into just one perfect piece.

— “There you are, Cat Noir! “I was looking for you!”

The hero in red and black landed a few meters near the black cat who was still in shock. The confused girl approached him, but it was then that the blonde reacted and walked away from her, which disconcerted her.

— “My Lady, we have to finish off the Akuma as quickly as possible.”

I speak Cat Noir seriously. Could be heard the annoyance in his voice.

—“Uh— yes I agree, but it something happened to you?, Are you fi-

The raven girl's words were suddenly cut off when she felt something creak under her foot and a noise could be heard as if it were broken porcelain. Under her gaze, she had actually stepped on something. When she removed her foot, she gasped in fear..

'That is what I think..?'

It was when she now knew who the akumatized person was, it was her beautiful angel [____], she felt how not only worry invaded his body but also the rage.

NOTES

꒰🌊꒱ؘ ⊹ ── Everybody died and the end. ꒰🌊꒱ؘ ⊹ ── AHAHAHA- Sorry, I didn't have so many ideas for a fight between the akumatized reader and Ladybug and Cat Noir (╥﹏╥), but I'll definitely update it when I get an idea. ꒰🌊꒱ؘ ⊹ ── I didn't really like how I did it to the reader, I would have liked it to be a little more neutral, I don't know if I understand- ꒰🌊꒱ؘ ⊹ ── I apologize for any mistakes I have, if some things don't make much sense or can be misinterpreted, my English is not very good.

[spacegirl2108]

Adventures of Red Bettle 🐞🌈 and Black Kats 🐈‍⬛🍅

Alternate universe where Marc and Nathaniel are the heroes of Paris, rewriting some scenes from episodes of the series.

There are things that I still haven't defined about this AU, but this is what I already have planned:

These are the camouflaged forms of their miraculous.

Rainbow Diamond earrings

A black an white ring

These are their suits:

Link: https://www.wattpad.com/769333761-miraculous-marcthaniel-english-version-nath-noir

Link: https://www.wattpad.com/780096990-miraculous-marcthaniel-english-version-nath-noir

I don't know whether to make Nathaniel a model, or make his father Hawkmoth (We don't even know what his father looks like).

The love square would be more or less like this.

Marcaniel:

Marc denies being in love with Nathaniel, because he doesn't feel that he corresponds to him. Nathaniel just sees him as a friend 😅, but dont worry, he will fall in love with Marc eventually.

KatsBeetle (It would be the Ladynoir of this AU)

Red Beetle, despite being a little shy when facing akumas, he is willing to overcome his insecurities to save the day. One of the reasons Black Kats is deeply in love with him, He flirts with compliments, to encourage him in battles. He even calls him bugaboy.

Although Red Beetle is flattered by this, the reason he rejects him is not because of love, but because he knows that being superheroes they can't take many liberties like having a relationship, especially since Hawkmoth would take advantage of this against them and take away their miraculous.

And to avoid the redundancy of the love square, I decided that I will remove some episodes from the canon, or I'll probably rewrite them to make more sense of them.

From season 1, I don't think I'll remove any for now, this was where we got to know the characters the most before everything that started in the following seasons with new holders.

From season 2,

-Gigantitan

-Glaciator (Forgive me 😢)

-Rossignoble/Frightningale

From season 3,

-Papa Garou/Weredad

-Boulangerix/Bakerix

-Stormy Weather 2

-Oni-Chan

-Puppeteer 2

-Ladybug

-Chris Master

From season 4,

Psycomedian (Yeah, we won't see Angry Red Beetle 😔)

SIMPLEMAN PLEASE

Glaciator 2 (That too)

Kuro Neko

FOR OBVIOUS REASONS, in this AU will not happen Evillustrator or Reverser.

But as you saw, Chat Blanc and Ephemeral yes, so you can already imagine what would happen.

And that would be all the info I can give you for now, if you want to ask me more about the AU or if you have any idea/suggestion you can give it to me 💖

[cheesyakumas]

Cus I heard the name Caprikid and t H I S is ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT

[misoraikuhara-4]

Una nueva inspiración - Pasión- Parte 1 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/811791755-una-nueva-inspiraci%C3%B3n-pasi%C3%B3n-parte-1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=DianaStefyCazares&wp_originator=ElEFtugfZ6fZ7HOPNx1LzedYZy0aIKLq3zNDGVFVboXoCbXwqeTQtWOqdVDQAFIwD1GacgCrBOLyI8OQvFRSAkeQNRsV1pj7K4roLNcpFi4YB8RIDxIp%2FOK%2BuixnDafh Años después del instituto, Nathaniel ya se había vuelto un artista de renombre en toda Europa; aún así y el haber salido con diversas mujeres, ninguna le había hecho sentir esa electricidad que tuvo por cierta chica en sus años de adolescencia. Un día, acepta un trabajo sin esperar mucho realmente... Es ella, Marinette, una gran diseñadora de modas y recién divorciada. ¿Un nuevo vuelco a su tranquila vida? ¿Amor o deseo? Queda PROHIBIDA cualquier adaptación y/o plagio. /!\ALERTA= CONTIENE LEMON/ CONTENIDO +18

[whitetigerdemoness]

Evillustrator vs Lila, part four. There’s more than one way to skin a fox, but some are more satisfying than others. Careful though, the fox is cunning and her den is lined with the hides of fools.

Master post of all chapters

Ladybug panted as she back flipped away from another trap. Her original goal was to find a place to detransform, find Master Fu to borrow some help, and then return to rescue Chatnoir. Penknight had other ideas. The akuma was relentless, stabbing his sword into the floors and walls, creating nets, boxes, and even a giant stuffed fish at one point. Penknight seemed just as confused as her at that one, so Ladybug assumed it was a mistake. Penknight not having full control over his powers would be fortunate if she could think of a way to trick him into creating what she wanted somehow. Or lure him into one of his own traps...

“Ladybug, duck!” Battle instincts flattened her to the floor as a light blue lyre sailed over her and clocked Penknight in the face, causing him to trip over a pile of netting.

“Are you ok, Ladybug?” She wanted to sob in relief as a strong, gentle hand helped her to her feet.

“Viperion! Am I glad to see you! Chatnoir-!” Ladybug was cut off by a scream of pain coming from behind the studio doors. She had barely made it down the hallway huh? If Viperion hadn’t shown up, Penknight might really have gotten her. Speaking of the akuma, he was listening to the screams with a puzzled expression, head tilted. Horror spread across his features as he seemed to realize something, abandoning the two heroes without a backwards glance.

“That can’t be good. We have to get in there!” Ladybug started for the doors, earrings beeping. 

“Second Chance! Ladybug, one moment!” Viperion pulled her back. “When you get in there, you cannot be shocked at who Chatnoir is. I’m not sure on the particulars, but the other akuma has changed into Volpina. She hurt Penknight’s friend, and he’s pretty ticked off at her. If we play this right, he’ll side with us against her and Hawkmoth.” The snake hero spoke quickly with one breath, barely giving her time to process before heading into the studio ahead of her. She was certain this information had come from using his second chance, but who could Chatnoir possibly be that would be shocking to her? Guess it was time to find out.

Inside, Volpina and Penknight were audibly snarling at each other from across the room, sounds a human throat shouldn’t be able to make. The male akuma crouched over the shaking form of...Marc? That solved the mystery of who Prism had been at least. Details about how that had happened could come later. Taking a deep breath Ladybug glanced over at where Viperion was freeing Chatnoir from his imprisonment. Only instead of Chat it was...

“Adrien?” She hissed, feeling like a giant fist had socked her in the gut. Viperion shook his head and then jerked it at the two akuma. Right, focus Marinette, focus.

“Stay back.” Penknight snapped at her as she tried to approach him, and then again at Volpina when she tried to step forward.

“Penknight, please, let me help. Marc looks like he’s hurt.” She pleaded softly. Get him on their side, Viperion had said. She didn’t have to fake the concern in her voice, Marc looked pretty shaken.

“Oh, and here comes Ladybug to kiss it all better.” Volpina sneered, crossing her arms. “Must be nice to be one of your favorites. Some hero. You’ll humiliate me in front of my friends, but jump off a bridge to help someone who doesn’t deserve it.” she spat.

“Marc didn’t deserve to have his his leg broken, Lila. Just like Marinette never deserved to be expelled for your lies, and Nathaniel didn’t deserve to become akumatized because of them. How they did it was horrible, but this has been a long time coming Lila. You did this to yourself.” Adrien looked sad as Viperion helped him up. 

“Nath?” Ladybug heard Marc whisper. Penknight gave him a gentle look before snapping back into a defensive position when Volpina started screaming.

“Shut up! SHUT UP! They deserved everything that happened to them! How DARE they defy me! Everyone should LOVE me! I’m more special than ANY of you will ever be! You’re all just jealous that I have the power to make or break someone with a word, when all the rest of you can do is hope to have even a MOMENT of my attention. Once I’ve dealt with you Ladybug, I’ll break more than just that worm’s leg. I’ll break him apart!” She screamed and stomped, spit flying.

“You’ll have to get through me first. I’d say I was going to beat you ugly, but I don’t see how you could possibly get uglier on the outside than you are on the inside.” Ladybug stepped in front of Penknight and Marc, spinning her yoyo into a shield. She didn’t like putting her back to the akuma, but she trusted Viperion to warn her if this backfired. Her earrings gave a final, frantic beep and she felt herself begin to detransform. Five minutes was really not enough time.

“Creation!” Penknight shouted from behind her. A sheet dropped down on her just a hair faster than her transformation dropped. She vaguely heard Chatnoir shout his transformation phrase at the same time. 

“Penknight!” Volpina spoke, volume lower than it had been moments ago but still angry. “What are you doing? Grab her miraculous!”

“Go to hell! You promised me Marc would be safe! Instead you stole his akuma and gave it to her, then stood back while she tried to beat him to death! We had Ladybug and Chatnoir defeated! If you hadn’t double crossed us, their miraculous would be yours by now. If you want them now, you’ll have to take them from me.” Penknight growled. 

“Obey me boy, or I’ll take your akuma instead.” Marinette deduced that Hawkmoth was speaking through Volpina. It would only take seconds for the villain to strip Nathaniel of his powers. Tiki shared a frantic look with her, the little kwami eating as fast as she could.

“Then why haven’t you already done that? I think you can’t, for the same reason I haven’t heard you in my head since Prism changed me from Evillustrator to Penknight. The moment he transformed me, I became his.” Penknight laughed. “Is that why you took his akuma away? Were you jealous or just scared, Hawkmoth?” He taunted. Tiki patted her leg and gave her a nod.

“Spots on!” She said, rising as Ladybug and tossing off the sheet. The scene hadn’t changed much while she couldn’t see. Penknight was now standing slightly in front of her with Viperion and Chatnoir. Chatnoir who was actually Adrien. Ladybug shook her head to clear it before she spiraled into a panic over that. She took a quick glance behind her at Marc, who was sweating and very pale. 

‘don’t worry about me’ he mouthed, directing her back towards the standoff. Ladybug thought they should absolutely be worrying about him, he didn’t look too good.

“Chatnoir, I need you to get Marc out of here. He needs medical attention and you’ve been compromised. Viperion, Penknight, and I are more than enough to deal with Volpina.” Chat looked like he wanted to argue, but deflated without saying anything.

“You’re right, my lady. I’ll-”

“Adrien!” Hawkmoth as Volpina called out. “Don’t you want to help your mother?” Chatnoir froze. The akuma smirked behind the glowing butterfly mask, knowing they had gotten the heroes attention. “With your and Ladybug’s miraculous, you could bring her back to you. You could even continue to be Chatnoir afterwards. The wish does not consume the miraculous. Think about it Adrien, you could have it all if you only join me.”

“Your mother...” Ladybug whispered. Marinette had never known the woman, but she knew Adrien missed her terribly. She took a deep breath to steel herself. “Chatnoir, making a wish on the miraculous requires a sacrifice of equal value. Yes, they could bring her back, but are you prepared to shoulder that cost?” Her heart broke with every word. Hawkmoth dangling hope like this in front of him was cruel, but she felt even crueler for denying it to him. Still, Ladybug could feel deep in her bones that that wish would backfire, bringing only more pain. Was it selfish she wanted to spare Adrien that pain more than she wanted to protect the miraculous?

“Ah, but who says the sacrifice has to be yours? If we must exchange a life for a life well, Paris is full of the old and sick. Would it not be a mercy to end their suffering for such a noble cause? They would thank you for giving their lives such a glorious purpose.” Hawkmoth-Volpina purred, words smooth as honey. Chatnoir didn’t seem to agree. His face twisted from pain to rage as he faced the possessed akuma.

“You’re the one who is sick Hawkmoth. Mom would never want to be brought back in such an evil way. She would be horrified to learn someone had to die for her to live. I love and miss her more than anything but this...I could never disappoint her like that.” Chatnoir furiously rubbed at his eyes to remove the tears that had leaked out. “You act like you care, but you’re nothing but a monster.” He hissed.

Hawkmoth-Volpina rocked back on their heels like the words had had physical force. They appraised the four heroes (well, three heroes and one seriously pissed off akuma who happened to be helping them) with a calculating look. Finding the odds stacked against them, they raised their flute to their lips.

“This isn’t over.” They hissed, throwing out an illusion that coalesced into a thick wall between the two parties. When Penknight sliced his sword through the illusion to dispel it, Volpina was gone. That seemed good enough for the akuma, who turned his sword back into a tablet and knelt over Marc.

“Hold still ok? I don’t know how to set broken bones, but I can at least give you a cast until we can get you to the hospital.” He spoke soothingly, sketching out exactly that. Marc was panting like he couldn’t get enough air as Penknight gently lifted him into his arms.

“Penknight, hold on. If you’re really on our side, you need to surrender your akuma before Hawkmother regains control of you.” The Akuma snapped his head up to glare at her. She gave him a wary glance before continuing. “Chatnoir...Adrien. I need you to give me your miraculous. Hawkmoth knows who you are now and keeping it would put you in danger.” Chatnoir sagged starting to take off his ring.

“That’s bullshit. He’s going to be in danger either way, and you want to take away his only means to defend himself? I’m sure Hawkmoth would love a tidy little hostage like that. What ever, I don’t have time for this. If you want my akuma you’ll have to rip it out of me yourself. I’m taking Marc to the hospital.” Penknight growled, stomping off before a pained gasp from Marc made him soften his footsteps.

Ladybug started after the akuma, but Viperion’s hand on her shoulder stopped her.

“I never thought I would agree with an akuma, but Penknight may be right. I don’t think he’s going to cause any trouble as long as Marc needs him, and the three of us need to take a moment to breathe. Today had been...stressful to say the least, and you should make sure your mind is clear before making such an important decision.” Ladybug was glad someone was feeling calm enough to keep their head. Hers was a mess. So many thoughts and emotions were running through her mind she didn’t know what to do.

“Viperion, you don’t understand, this isn’t Ladybug’s rule, it’s the Guardian’s. She doesn’t have a say in this.” Even now Chat was defending her. She really didn’t deserve him, Ladybug thought miserably.

“A third party? That explains how my miraculous showed up when both of you were busy. My point still stands. Ladybug, Chatnoir, take my miraculous back and hold court with this guardian. If you need me after you know where to find me.” Viperion nodded, preparing to detransform.

“Viperion, wait.” Ladybug said. “You’re right. Chat and I are long over due for a talk with Master, but I have a different job for you. Your miraculous doesn’t have a time limit and while I agree Penknight would never hurt Marc, he doesn’t share the same concern for other people. Please keep an eye on him while we sort this out.”

“Of course, Ladybug.” Viperion smiled, taking his leave. With the other hero gone, the silence hung heavy between the duo. 

“Well...guess we should go see Master Fu.” Chatnoir said, rubbing the back of his head. “I don’t know how to contact him, so I’ll follow you like always my lady.” He smiled, though it looked strained.

“Finding the master isn’t as easy as it sounds.” Ladybug sighed, really wanting more than anything to just go home and sleep. “but when is anything we do easy? Come on kitty, lets get some coffee before I pass out.”

[meatballsu]

I was thinking about this ahhh！Use translation app so there must be many mistakes……

How about MHA au？

like Miraculous Hero Academia

and with crush swap

• Miraculous is family-inherited, but only mari is being given by a stranger, so she has always been worried that she can’t be a “hero”

• The Miraculous holders are more powerful than the people whose super power awakened at 12. （like Stormy Evillustrator Gamer etc）

• So There is a chain of discrimination beteen Heir and Non-Heir.

•Non-Heir gain superpowers from their own objects, and Heir rely on the Miraculous to suppress their superpowers which are too powerful.

•The higher class in the school is the Heir, only the Heir will finally be accepted to the real big 、dangerous、heroical mission.

• LB is the first Non-heir to join the hero team in history.

• At the first task ，CN encouraged and sheltered her (like origins) and then LB fell for CN

• Teachers have their own powers

• Marinette is a famous designer, and her own brand has a competitive relationship with gabriel

• Adrien has the character of CN,and be loved by everyone（except Mari……maybe）

• Mari won the competition of designing clothes for adrien and then she became a new star in fashion.

• And thats why ad met her and fell for her

• In the fashion field which Mari mastered, she is very open, very confident, very domineering, very attractive.

• Stormy likes to eat ice cream, her favorite movie is Frozen

• Nath will draw EvilXLB fan art when he is not busy.

• The only one who is dating all the time is djwifi

• When LB said to CN that he had going to protect the girl named Marinette he was excited to faint（but finally controlled very well）

• Viper will play music for LB

Maybe add a little more💦💦

[that-octavian]

Edited the original work (find it here @that-octavian)... Now with filters of their miraculous (well some not confirmed but expected).

[arc-en-ciel-sun-shine]

Marc and Nathaniel are the best ship on the ladyverse

you cant change my mind

[0raika-ace0]

Headcanon that even though Nathaniel is short he will do anything to make his bf happy, that includes carrying him like a princess Alix is still wondering how he does it, and Rose is planning on doing the same thing for Juleka.

[kora124]

Adrien Agreste: When you meet someone for the first time and it’s new and exciting. You know that rush.

Nathaniel: No. No, see, when I first meet somebody it’s mostly internal panic, anxiety, and a great deal of sweating

[kukapuddin]

Evillustrator doodles I liked :”) I never really post doodles here... so I might do that more. I always prefer my sketches anyway.

Edit: I coloured in one of them...

[cheesyakumas]

I SPEEDDREW THIS ON THE V LOW QUALITY SPOILER IMAGES IT HAD TO BE DONE

[misoraikuhara-4]

Una nueva inspiración - Memorias (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/531990540-una-nueva-inspiraci%C3%B3n-memorias?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=DianaStefyCazares&wp_originator=nLcOfn3VDWQrpkcWwAdYTUFm92l%2B804pSZp7Xc90ZsdHgskI0F8Z%2BhwV0rKQzn25zcfzdVMGEwvssrtw6VNg0LP0ngCw%2FOOJFqBaKSPH5gwXA64N6nqvFgXwX0KbPs%2B1 Años después del instituto, Nathaniel ya se había vuelto un artista de renombre en toda Europa; aún así y el haber salido con diversas mujeres, ninguna le había hecho sentir esa electricidad que tuvo por cierta chica en sus años de adolescencia. Un día, acepta un trabajo sin esperar mucho realmente... Es ella, Marinette, una gran diseñadora de modas y recién divorciada. ¿Un nuevo vuelco a su tranquila vida? ¿Amor o deseo? Queda PROHIBIDA cualquier adaptación y/o plagio. /!\ALERTA= CONTIENE LEMON/ CONTENIDO +18

[whitetigerdemoness]

I’ve started titling this “Evie vs Lila” in my drafts and I kinda wish Penknight was still Evillustrator so I could have Marc call him that.

Master post of all chapters

Ladybug and Chatnoir didn’t have to look far for coffee. Being a news station they had their own little coffee shop on the first floor, whom were more than happy to give the heroes free java in exchange for tea. I mean, details about the akuma attack. Desperately trying to keep her eyes open, having been awake for more than 24 hours at this point, Ladybug gave them the gist of it. 

Hawkmoth had decided Volpina would be a better bet than Prism, forcing his akuma to change hosts. The duo had to wait for the reporters to quiet down before continuing when they revealed that Penknight had managed to throw off Hawkmoth’s control and was currently a free agent. They left out the details of how that had happened, saying only that Penknight was still active, but without his partner had been regulated to ‘lesser threat’ and Viperion was keeping an eye on him for now. They warned the citizens of Paris about Volpina’s illusions, and to be wary of anything unusual they saw until she was cured.

“Unusual like letting not one, but two akuma run free?” A reporter called from the back. Ladybug rubbed at her eyes. Please let this day be over soon, she groaned internally.

“Volpina’s illusions can be dispelled with a touch. If need be, Chatnoir and I are willing to let someone, shake our hands or something, to prove we’re real. As for Penknight the situation is...complicated. Volpina blames his partner, Prism, for humiliating her on live tv and has targeted him. Since Prism has been cured, he is vulnerable to her and having thrown off Hawkmoth’s control Penknight’s only interest seems to be protecting him. Viperion is going to be sticking to him like glue until Chatnoir and I deal with Volpina.” She locked eyes with a short man in a baseball cap and a hawaiian shirt at the back of the room. Seeing he had gotten her attention, the man slowly made his way to the side exit. Well, that was convenient. Now to ditch the reporters.

“That’s all the time we have for now, thank you!” Ladybug said, dragging away Chatnoir who was tolerating various reporters poking him to see if he was real. She lead him out the main doors, taking a wide circle back to the alley between the news station and another building. Before leaping down to talk with Fu, Ladybug turned to Chatnoir.

“Chat...we need to talk before seeing the master. About your miraculous.” Chatnoir looked as tired as she felt. She couldn’t imagine how much stress this whole thing was placing him under.

“My Lady...You don’t need to say anything. I know what’s right. If it was only you and Viperion, I might protest, but Hawkmoth knowing is inexcusable. Just now...when he started talking about how I could get my mom back if I joined him? I was really, really tempted. I know she would hate me for doing it but...I miss her so much, you know?” The cat hero sagged, looking like he had aged a decade in an instant. She had been uncertain about what to do before now, but seeing Chatnoir, seeing Adrien, look so defeated and hopeless gave her determination. Rules be damned. Chat Noir was more than just her crush, he was her partner. 

“I’m not letting the master take your miraculous.” Ladybug said firmly. “I might not be thinking as straight as I could right now due to sleep loss, but I know in my heart that there could never be a better cat miraculous wielder than you. I know you don’t remember some of it due to the miraculous ladybug, but I would have been dead a dozen times over without you. Not defeated, dead.” 

She pulled him into a hug, just as much for her comfort as his. She thought back to a blinding white world, the moon in pieces and Paris under water. She knew there were consequences to what she was about to do. Possible consequences. If her encounters with Bunnix and the miraculous in general had taught her anything, it was that the future was never set stone and that hope was so much stronger than fear.

“I’ve never agreed with how we’re supposed to keep our identities secret from each other. Especially knowing what I know now, I can see so many situations that could have ended better or we could have avoided completely if we knew who each other was. I don’t think the other heroes should know but us? We’re a team, and we’re not at full strength if we’re keeping secrets from each other.” Chat clung to her like a lifeline. It hurt her heart to pry him away, but she needed to see him for this next part.

“Adrien Agreste, my name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I’ve had the biggest crush on you since the day you lent me your umbrella, and I am not letting you go just because some old man who would rather force a pair of teenagers to be responsible for all of Paris instead of shouldering the burden himself thinks we should.” Oh dear god, she had said it. She had finally said it. She confessed to Adrien. She had always thought it would be more romantic than this. Not half crazy from sleep loss and smelling like cheap coffee.

“Marinette?” Chatnoir whispered the word like it was something fragile, precious. “No, that’s not possible. I saw Marinette and you at the same time when Marinette was Multimouse.” Ladybug sighed.

“That is exactly the kind of situation I’m talking about where not knowing our identities makes things harder than it needs to be. Kwami Buster almost had us because we had to avoid each other. At that time, I used the fox miraculous alongside the mouse to create an illusion so you would leave before my time ran out. Also so you didn’t discover who I was. That entire mess could have ended very badly and been easily avoided if we had only known.” Chatnoir took a moment to process this. As he came to terms with Ladybug and Marinette being the same person, his eyes lit up like stars.

“Marinette is Ladybug.” He laughed. “This had to be some weird dream because I can not be that lucky.” Ladybug blushed and looked away.

“Contemplating your state of cosmic karma will have to wait kitty. We’re going to need to have a much longer talk about...all of this later but for now if we keep Master Fu waiting any longer he’s going to be suspicious.” Chat grabbed her hand as she prepared to jump down.

“Ladybug wait, what are we going to tell him about my miraculous?”

“If that luck of yours holds out? Absolutely nothing. I meant what I said. I’m done with letting someone who shoulders none of the responsibility make all of the decisions.”

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Chatnoir’s luck held out just fine in the end. Ladybug had had to slowly count the bricks in the alley wall to keep her cool as Master Fu gently scolded them over not only having failed to cure either akuma after so long, but also for letting Viperion keep his miraculous unsupervised. She could tell from the tightness around Chatnoir’s eyes he was having a similar problem. Their talk on the roof had really driven home just how unequal the balance of duties were between the two heroes and the miraculous guardian. 

As Fu lectured, Ladybug thought about all the ways he made life difficult for them. They ranged from forcing Ladybug and Chatnoir to remain secret from each other to his new vagrant life that made obtaining allies tedious, if not impossible at some points. In her exhausted mind she wondered if he even wanted them to defeat Hawkmoth. If protecting the miraculous was so important a wielder had to give theirs up when their identity was discovered, why did Fu get to keep an entire box full of them when Hawkmoth knew who he was?

The errant thought sent a jolt of alertness down Ladybug’s spine. That was actually a really good question. Not only was Fu in custody of every miraculous except hers and Chat’s, he knew the identity of every wielder save Hawkmoth and Mayura. If anyone was a security risk, it was Master Fu. Ladybug knew logically SOMEONE had to be in charge of the miraculous, but in her tired, fed up state she was only angry at how strictly the guardian held them to rules he himself flaunted.

“Master,” Ladybug began as politely as she could manage, “We know leaving the miraculous unattended can be dangerous, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask for one more.” Fu gave her a disapproving look, but she plowed onwards. “Our enemies have proven they’re capable of making long term plans, but they’re not the only ones. I have an idea but I need the bee miraculous for it to work.”

“The bee miraculous, Ladybug?” The old man sounded disappointed in her. She kept her nerve. Ladybug was done caring about what he thought about her. For now at least. After some sleep she might change her mind, but for now? She was exhausted. “I hope you know the right person to give it to.”

“Don’t worry Master Fu, I know exactly who deserves this miraculous.”

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Bee miraculous tucked safely away in her yo-yo, it was time to check in on Viperion and Penknight. She talked her plan over with Chatnoir as they made their way to the address Viperion had texted them, trying very hard to focus on the matter at hand and not let her mind wander over how one might text with a lyre. She’d expected him to be hesitant at who she wanted to give the bee miraculous to, but was surprised when he was in full support of her idea. She only hoped her candidate felt the same, especially since they were essentially dumping an akuma on top of them.

Arriving at the hospital, Ladybug and Chatnoir were ushered in by relieved looking medical staff. As they neared the room Marc was staying in she could see why. The two heroes probably would have been able to find the room without directions just by following the shouting.

“Oh thank heavens.” A harassed looking doctor said as she caught sight of the two heroes. The graying woman was standing between two groups of people, and her expression said she wasn’t pleased with either of them. On one side was Viperion and Penknight, the snake hero very firmly holding the fuming akuma in place. On the other was Alya Cesaire, recording the incident with her phone no doubt for the Ladyblog, and a man in an official looking suit. Alya was slightly off to the side, looking only slightly less angry with the suited man than Penknight did. Ladybug felt a headache coming on. Why did things need to be more complicated than they already were?

“Please convince at least one of these parties to leave. I don’t care if it’s the akuma or Mr. Berger but one of them has got to go. This is a place of healing and that means quiet.” The doctor ordered more than asked.

“The akuma OR me? Insinuating this demon has more right than a member of the Office of Akuma Affairs to be here?” The suited man, Mr. Berger, sneered. Oh boy, the Wah Wah were here. The official abbreviation was OAA but Ladybug and Chatnoir referred to them as the Wah Wah, because without fail they showed up after an Akuma attack to go ‘waaah waaah’.

“Your party is NOT officially recognized by the Parisian government, making you essentially a civilian. The akuma was behaving himself until you came in and started stomping around, making accusations and demands for confidential patient information.” The doctor snapped at him.

“Ladybug, this guy has been running his mouth something awful. Viperion has been doing a great job of keeping Penknight in check, but I think I know who is behind that door and if this starched monkey makes one more insinuation about their virtue Penknight won't have to deck him because I will.” Alya steamed. “I’ve been turning a blind eye to people bad mouthing my friends for too long to let this one go.”

“So you admit to being friends with one of these demons? Not surprising that the writer for the trash rag you call the ‘Ladyblog’ is friendly with the enemy. You vomit praises for these masked terrorists so easily it’s not a surprise at all to find you supporting another one.” Mr.Berger harrumphed.

Among the demands of the Wah-Wah were that akuma identities should be public record, alongside that of heroes. Of course, they didn’t believe the miraculous wielders were heroes at all, but rather part of Hawkmoth’s scheme to terrorize the city. Their biggest talking point on this was how Ladybug and Chatnoir had conveniently showed up the same day Hawkmoth did, and how easily they seemed to defeat his minions. The two parties must be staging the fights, claimed the Office of Akuma Affairs. Even the akuma were paid actors, and the part about them losing their memories after being cured was a lie. How could someone not remember becoming a super villain and rampaging through the city? They asked.

The Wah-Wah demanded that the heroes be held accountable for the destruction of the city on a regular basis (as if Ladybug’s magic didn’t fix everything good as new) and for the lasting psychological trauma the akuma wrought. That second demand...Ladybug felt guilty for how many people got hurt in some of their worse battles. Sometimes people who were hurt, or even died, were revived good as new without their memories of the incident. Sometimes they remembered every second. After Syren, various support and therapy groups had popped up in the city to help those who remembered drowning, or watching loved ones suffer. Those groups grew in number and membership as time went on and akumas toppled buildings and destroyed bridges full of people. Ladybug thought back to the destroyed Paris of the future. Had her miraculous ladybug revived everyone? Did they remember dying? Was there an alternate future somewhere where Chatnoir was hated even more than Hawkmoth for destroying the world? Ladybug glanced at her partner, who had stepped over to help Viperion with Penknight. That was one future that would never happen, she vowed.

“Mr. Berger, we’re not even sure if Penknight still counts as an akuma right now. His situation is one we haven’t encountered before. What I can tell you is that as long as you are not a threat to...the person he’s protecting, he’s not a threat to you.” Chatnoir tried in a diplomatic tone.

“Unique situation?” Alya chimed in, perking up at potential spicy news for her blog.

“Hawkmoth doesn’t control me anymore.” Penknight huffed. “That doesn’t mean I’m suddenly on the side of angels. You say one more thing about my treasure and I’m throwing you off the roof.” He growled. 

“Dude what is it with you and chucking people off rooftops?” Chatnoir wondered aloud.

“I’ll say whatever I want about that whore you’re hiding-!” Mr. Berger didn’t get to finish his sentence as Penknight screeched and lunged at him, only the combined efforts of Viperion and Chatnoir keeping the maybe akuma from swatting the man’s head off with supernatural strength. 

“Oh that’s it” Alya growled, putting her phone down and pushing up a sleeve. Ladybug jerked her back on her way to get between the two parties.

“You stay there.” She said to Alya. “You calm down!” She shoved a finger in Penknight’s face “And you shut up before I toss you off the roof!” She hissed at Mr. Berger. “Whatever your personal feelings on the matter are, people who have been akumatized currently have the right to remain anonymous, especially minors!”

“So the little harlot is a minor, hmm? I bet I know exactly which school she goes to as well. College Dupont seems to be a breeding ground for filth.” The idiot in a suit smirked looking smug.

“He’s not a girl!” Penknight snapped, still struggling against the two heroes. Ladybug winced, she knew Marc was sensitive about his feminine appearance, but Penknight had just unwittingly given the man more ammunition. 

“That thing was a boy?” Berger hissed in disgust. “A demon and a fa-” a sharp smack cut the man off before he could finish that last syllable. The woman doctor raised her hand again as the suited man turned to her with his mouth open.

“That. Is. Enough.” The woman gritted out. “You will leave my hospital of your own free will, or I will have security THROW you out.” Said security guards shifted nervously in the background. “Ladybug, I’m sorry, but I really will have to ask your party to leave as well. The patient has received all the care we can give him at this point and should really go home and rest. The only reason he has a room is because Mr.Penknight bullied my staff into giving him one. Leave. Please.”

“Of course doctor, that was our intention from the start. Volpina is still after m-uh, “Prism”, and we have a safer location in mind.” She said to Penknight when he looked like he was going to protest. “Do the windows on this floor open?” She asked the doctor.

“How dare you you vile-” Mr. Berger began to spit, but the doctor wasn’t having it. 

“Security!” She called over his rant, stepping aside to let the two nervous looking men in uniform attempt to push the raging man towards the elevator. “No Ladybug, they do not. No windows in patient rooms do, it’s a jump\fall hazard.”

“That’s not a problem. I can just erase and replace the window.” Penknight offered, looking calmer already as the Wah-Wah man was forced away.

“Let’s do that. Leaving from the lobby seems like a bad idea.” Ladybug sighed rubbing a hand over her face.

“Ladybug, one moment! Do you have anything to say for the Ladyblog?” Alya asked, not about to let a potential scoop go by.

“Is this live?” Ladybug asked as Viperion followed Penknight into the hospital room they had been guarding. Chatnoir lingered outside, waiting for her. 

“No, I try to avoid live streams now days just in case something…sensitive needs to be edited out.” Maybe there was a brain in her friend’s head after all, Ladybug thought to herself. She leaned in close to whisper the next part, not wanting to be overheard.

“Then go home and keep an eye open. This is shaping up to be a huge mess and we might need all hands on deck later.” Ladybug certainly hoped not, but she knew the words would keep the girl safe at home and out of the line of fire.

“Ah, right! Of course Ladybug! Maybe I can get that interview some other time.” The red head said, putting her phone away.  Ladybug forced a smile and went to join the others in Marc’s hospital room.

“Did you mean that My Lady? Do you think we’re really going to need everyone later?” Chatnoir asked as he closed the door behind her, miraculous enhanced hearing easily having caught the exchange.

“I hope not kitty, but it was the first thing that came to mind to get her out of here.” Penknight had generously allowed Viperion to hold Marc (who was fast asleep. At least someone was getting some rest) as he erased the window. That didn’t stop the akuma from hovering like a mother hen the entire time.

“Relax, I’ve got him. He won't even feel a bump.” Viperion soothed. He left out that Marc might not have felt anything even if he were awake due to the pain medication the hospital staff had given him. Ladybug was once again very, very glad that calm, level headed Luka was who Master Fu has sent to help and not one of the other heroes. Maybe he could do some things right, though most likely Luka had been the only one he could find during school hours. Oh god, school. Marinette and Adrien had just left in the middle of the day, though since Alya had been here just moments ago perhaps they had been released early. Or maybe the reporter had ditched to get a scoop. Wouldn’t be the first time.

“Don’t go too far.” Penknight warned, stepping out behind the snake hero to balance on the small ledge running along the side of the building.

“Just to the next rooftop.” Viperion promised, before making the jump. Penknight leaned after him like he wanted to follow, but pulled himself back. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get out.” The akuma huffed at the remaining heroes. Neither Ladybug nor Chatnoir argued, jumping after Viperion and waiting with him on the next rooftop for Penknight.

“How is he?” Chatnoir asked, gesturing to Marc.

“Better than he could have been if Penknight hadn’t managed to get Volpina off him in time, and keep her off. Only his leg is broken and it was a clean break.” The shadowed look on Viperion’s face said he had seen a future where that hadn’t been true. Chatnoir winced in sympathy, and Ladybug abruptly recalled his (not so) brief time as Aspik, who had spent months of second chances essentially watching her die. Suddenly the over protective attitude Chatnoir had had recently made more sense. At first it had annoyed her, but with this new context she felt devastated. The two of them really, really needed to sit down for a long talk and maybe spa day.

“Alight where are we going?” Penknight cut Ladybug from her thoughts, landing next to the heroes and holding out his arms in a clear demand for Viperion’s precious cargo. Viperion gently transferred the sleeping boy to the akuma without a word. Marc sighed and buried his face in the akuma’s chest without waking up, causing Penknight to give him the dopiest grin. Ladybug had to face it, Penknight’s devotion to his friend (maybe more?) was downright adorable. It was a shame he wasn’t going to remember any of this when she finally cured him.

“Ah, My lady, that could be us but you playin’” Chatnoir teased. Ladybug rolled her eyes good naturedly. 

“I thought you liked games kitty.” She teased back, booping him on the nose. Viperion cleared his throat, looking amused and...a little sad? Maybe he was feeling left out.

“Right. Our destination. I honestly never thought I would say this, but there’s only one person qualified to keep Volpina away from Marc while Chatnoir and I get some rest. Mostly because Volpina would never think to look there.”

“Rest?” Penknight interrupted “With Volpina after Marc?” The akuma looked mutinous. 

“ ‘Knight, the two of us have been awake over 24 hours at this point and transformed most of the time. I know we make this whole superhero thing look easy, but being transformed does take energy. Volpina seems to be laying low for now, and we’re crossing our fingers she’ll stay that way for at least a few hours...unless you’re saying you don’t think you could handle her if she finds you?” Chatnoir challenged the akuma.

“Of course I can handle her.” Penknight huffed. “Which is a good thing seeing as I might have to. Tomorrow’s a school day and the two of you probably can’t afford to miss much more. Besides, someone is going to get suspicious after a while if the two of you keep vanishing the same time Ladybug and Chatnoir appear.” Ladybug did not like the implications of that.

“What do you mean? Ladybug doesn’t go to our school.” Chatnoir chuckled nervously.

“Save it. There might be some sort of weird magic that keeps people from recognizing you when you’re transformed, but it stops working when someone figures out your identities. Some pretty good magic, seeing as Ladybug didn’t even bother to change her hair style. Put in a little effort Mari-”

“OK ENOUGH OF THAT.” Ladybug frantically cut him off. “I need sleep and I need every scrap of energy I have left to deal with Chole.”

“Chole?!”