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The Morning Routine of the Queen of Darkness

Part of the Magic, Mayhem, & Other Misadventures series

AO3

The morning after a party on the Liberty is always... interesting. But that just means it's the perfect opportunity for Juleka to revamp her morning routine. With a little help...

Notes: Ver, Bloody, Miraculous_Muse, and I were sharing some Juleka Aesthetic items, and we began spitballing, which turned to snowballing, which turned to a plunny, which actually fit with a story I already had in my hoard so… now I guess I have a series 😂 And thanks for letting me borrow Dingo and Bri, Ver!!

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It was officially November first. It was officially no longer her birthday. But she didn’t mind. Not in the slightest. It had been an amazing day. An incredible day.

A perfect day.

But a tiring one.

Couffaine parties tended to be… a spectacle. Usually a giant chaotic spectacle. And her sixteenth birthday… well, it had been a special day. A witch only turned sixteen once, after all. Couffaines had flocked to the city from all the corners of the world they had wandered to to help celebrate it. Of course, all her friends had been there too. As had most of their families.

A sixteenth birthday was a big deal, and everyone had wanted to be there for the day she had been waiting for since forever.

The party had started before the sun have even set, and it had lasted well into the darkness of the night. The last of their guests hadn’t left until the wee hours of the morning. No one had wanted to miss a moment of such a big day. She smiled to herself as she leaned back in her chair, lifting her hand to let purple sparks shimmer in the air around her.

The entire day, from the moment she had woken up, had been rife with magic.

And she had been able to fully partake in the magic for the first time. Now that she was a fully-fledged witch.

She wasn’t usually one for showing off. But everyone had come to celebrate her birthday. To celebrate her gaining her full powers. And everyone had wanted to see her demonstrate her new powers.

So she had given the people what they wanted. And she would have been lying if she had said she hadn’t been dying to show off…

Just a little bit.

She grinned at the memory of her seanmhair’s face when she had made ghostly tigers prowl the waters of the Seine while lights danced across the sky and shimmering sparks rained down on the Liberty. Maybe she had overdone it a little… but after the show Luka had put on when he had turned sixteen…

She could still see the delighted faces of her friends and family and the sound of Rose’s excited squeals in her ears. She could still see Luka and her ma beaming with pride as she showed off her new powers. Surrounded by everyone she loved and finally able to say she was a real witch…

Everything had been perfect.

She hadn’t even been able to bring herself to be annoyed by the fact that Luka and Marinette had made goo-goo eyes at each other the whole night and still refused to admit they were hopelessly in love with each other.

But now, even after all her guests were gone and the rest of her family had turned in for the night, she was still buzzing. Buzzing with the magic that was flooding her body, having finally been unlocked. And with excitement now that she finally had access to her full powers. But she was also tired. Exhausted. It had been a perfect day. But it had been a long one. And no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn’t quite settle herself. And how could anyone expect her to sleep when there was still so much energy running through her?

She sighed as Roarr let out a rumbling purr from her lap. Absently, she began to stroke her familiar’s fur as she gazed around her room. She had already put most of her gifts away to try and burn off some of the energy coursing through her. Not that it had helped much. Or at all.

Her eyes drifted down to the panjas bracelet her ma had given to her as the marker of her coming to age and gaining her powers. She turned her hand from side to side, watching the gem shimmer in the low light of the new lamp Rose had given her. Her gaze travelled up from her bracelet to land on the lamp she had placed over her dressing table.

She tilted her head to the side as she appraised the lamp.

It was in the shape of a raven, holding a lantern from its beak. Rose had gotten it for her because she knew how much she adored ravens. They were such beautiful animals. They were wickedly clever too. And loyal.

She frowned in thought.

She had always been good at the minor conjuring they had done in school. They had only ever done the simple things. Tiny, inanimate things. That was all anyone without their full powers was able to manage. But she had always been good at it. The only one in her class who had her beat when it came to conjuring was Marinette.

And while they had only ever done minor conjuring, they had learned the theory of major conjuring…

And she had always wanted to try…

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in. Focusing on the steps they had learned in class, she imagined a raven taking shape in her mind. She imagined it appearing, feather by feather until it was fully formed. The image of the raven stared blankly back at her in her mind’s eye. When she was finally happy with the mental image she had formed, she took another deep breath in and reached for the energy coursing through her. She let the warmth of her magic wash over her in a wave of light as she willed a portion of it to gather. She visualized the magic pooling in a mass of purple sparks, and once she had gathered enough, she sent it raining down on the raven in her mind’s eye. The purple sparks disappeared where they touched black feathers, and the raven's eyes lit up.

Her exhale was shaky from the exertion, but she was careful to keep it controlled as much as she could.

When she opened her eyes, the raven was perched on the mug Rose had gotten for her. The raven looked at her with sparkling dark eyes, bright with intelligence and her magic. She held out her hand to it, and it hopped on. She stroked the silky soft feathers of its head. It let out a happy little chortle and affectionately tugged at a lock of her hair.

She had actually done it. The raven was real. Well, not real, given it was a manifestation of her will and magic. But she could see it and it was solid, and it was acting real. All of which were the signs of a good conjuring.

Of course, the sign of a masterful conjuring was if the conjured creature would develop a will of its own. Only time would tell but…

The raven cawed, head butting at her fingers that had stilled on its head. She shook herself and smiled as she stroked his feathers.

A shaky but ecstatic laugh escaped her as she continued to stroke the raven’s head. “I think I’m going to call you Nevermore.”

Roarr purred again from her lap before sitting up to nuzzle against her affectionately. Nevermore hopped to her shoulder and began gliding his beak through her hair.

A slow grin spread its way across her face as she absently scratched the sweet spot behind Roarr’s ears. She turned her attention from Roarr—though she didn’t stop with the cuddles—to look at herself in her new mirror.

From the second the clock had struck midnight, signifying her birthday, she had felt different. It was only natural. She had finally become a fully-fledged witch. Of course, she would feel different. With all of her magic suddenly at her fingertips, coursing through her like liquid light, how could she not feel different? But…

She tilted her head. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but she looked different too. Though, of course, that could have something to do with the magnificent nightgown and dressing robe. Her grin softened. Marinette had truly gone overboard for her birthday. But that was typical Marinette…

Her gaze swept from her reflection to the mirror itself. The mirror was round and framed in black. And around the mirror itself was another frame. The mirror was intentionally off-centre in the outer frame and only took up a portion of it. The design was clever, with the outer frame forming a crescent moon around the mirror, with a space between the inner and outer frames. In the crescent-shaped space, there was a flock of bats whose wings connected the two frames together.

She furrowed her brows as she stared at the bats. Then her gaze darted to her reflection, and Nevermore still perched on her shoulder. Conjuring Nevermore had certainly tired her out. But she was still filled to the brim with magic that she wasn’t used to yet.

If she was going to get any sleep, she needed to tire herself out. Or use up some of the energy she was still buzzing with.

And there was no reason she couldn’t do both…

***

He groaned as he—unsuccessfully—tried to escape the pounding in his head by burying it under one of his pillows. Last night had been a wild party, even by Couffaine standards. Which wasn’t a surprise. Jules was the baby of not just his immediate family but the entire Couffaine Clan. And as such, her birthday had been an even more momentous occasion than it already had been.

So naturally, the party had been wild.

It had been fun.

Too much fun.

She deserved it all. Stars knew she had been waiting for her birthday for such a long time. So he, his ma, and the rest of the family, and all her friends had gone all out for her. They had even warped space around the Liberty so they wouldn’t get any noise complaints. But of course, that meant his head felt like it was trying to split itself open now…

But it had been worth it. It had been the best party the Liberty had ever played host to. Guests hadn’t started leaving until close to three in the morning.

He was pretty sure his voice was entirely gone from all the singing and laughing. And the talking… his mind drifted to the times when he and Marinette had found themselves alone together in the crowd. Dancing together. Sipping on punch and eating the cake her parents had made for Juleka. At one point they had even managed to have a quiet moment in the greenhouse. Just the two of them. Just talking.

She had looked so beautiful…

She was always beautiful. But in her gossamer dress, under the twinkling lights of the party… she had been like a fairy.

He grimaced as another pounding throb ricocheted off the inside of his skull. The cool, silky feeling of scales slipping against skin tickled the back of his neck. A second later, he felt Sass’s tongue flickering at his ear.

“Yeah, yeah, ok,” he grumbled. “I’m getting up. But you have to move first, buddy.”

Once Sass had slithered off his back, he slid—toppled—out of bed. He glanced groggily around his room. His housecoat was… somewhere… They had been so busy cleaning—cleaning was a loose term—the rest of the Liberty that he had just shoved everything they didn’t want their guests to see in various rooms. Including his bedroom…

He could look for it… but he didn’t really need a housecoat. Pants on the other hand… He ran a hand through his hair as he began scanning the room for anything even vaguely resembling pants. But the only pair he saw were the ones he had worn for the party last night and had kicked off as soon as the last guest had left. They were on the far side of the room, where he had flung them as he kicked them off. His room was small, but it seemed so far…

He groaned as another wave of exhaustion washed over him, along with another throbbing pound in his head.

Nope.

Pants weren’t worth the effort. He needed coffee. Like, ten minutes ago.

Besides, it was just Jules and his ma—the out-of-towners were staying at a local B&B a friend of his ma’s owned—and they had both seen him in his boxers. Besides, it was unlikely Jules would be up quite yet. So she wouldn’t be able to make fun of him for actually wearing the boxers she had gotten him, the ones with the stupid cartoony snakes.

He shoved his feet into a pair of slippers that weren’t actually a pair. One was from a pair of bunny slippers he had no memory of buying, and the other was plaid wool.

More or less satisfied, though no more awake—or alive—he gathered Sass in his arms and draped his familiar over his shoulders, then trudged out into the kitchen.

He had just poured some of the coffee he brewed into his mug when his sister emerged from her room.

To say she was glowing was an understatement.

She swanned out of her room. The nightgown and dressing gown Marinette had made and gifted to her—stars Marinette was so talented—flowed around her in a cloud of purple and black tulle. Marinette had been so proud of herself when she found the spiderweb-patterned tulle, and he had to admit, it suited Juleka perfectly.

Maybe too perfectly. With the dramatic sleeves and the billowing fabric, she was definitely channelling her Queen of Darkness energy.

A level of Queen of Darkness energy it was entirely too early for…

Something black fluttered up near the ceiling. He blinked, then rubbed at his eyes. He had thought he saw… But there was nothing there…

“Morning, stupid.”

He jumped. Juleka was standing beside him now pouring, coffee into the mug he recognized as the one Rose had given her as part of her present.

“Wha…” She smirked and, with a raised eyebrow, nodded to his mug. He glanced down at it. Of course, he had grabbed the “Call me stupid’ mug she had gotten for him. He screwed his eyes shut and shook his head to try and clear it of the exhaustion still fogging his mind. But when he blearily blinked them open again, he nearly dropped his mug.

Had that raven been sitting on her shoulder this entire time?

Where had she even gotten a raven and- he rubbed at his eyes. Those were bats hanging from the beams that ran along the ceiling.

Had she seriously…

No. There was no way. He had to be-

“Problem?” she asked, in a voice that was somehow mild and teasing at the same time.

“I’m going back to bed,” he grumbled before dumping the rest of his coffee down the drain.

“Suit yourself,” she said as she turned, her dressing robe flaring out behind her. Then she swept back into her room.

***

She hummed happily to herself as she took another sip of her coffee. This morning so far had been pure bliss. She had woken up to the the most wonderful feeling of magic flowing through her veins. Her ma and Luka had told her she would get used to the feeling. But for now, she was more than all alright with not being used to it. Because waking up feeling that way—and just existing feeling that way—was amazing.

And, of course, she had woken up to find Nevermore perched on one of the posts of her footboard, standing sentinel. Her bats had all found places to roost, scattered around her room. Waking up and seeing all of them there, physical embodiments of her magic and will… it was a feeling words couldn’t even begin to describe. It had been something she had been longing for for so long, and now that she was living it, it felt like a dream.

Her entire morning had felt like a perfect, blissful dream.

Her morning routine had never been chaotic. It was one of the few aspects of her life she refused to allow the Couffaine Chaos to touch. But with Nevermore and her bats—she would have to name them all later—it was going smoother than it ever had been before.

While she had washed her face, one of her bats had fetched her a clean washcloth so she hadn't had to hunt blindly for one on the towel rack and drip water everywhere. Another of her bats had unscrewed all the lids to her skincare potions for her so that they were all ready to go for her. And as she had finished with each potion, the bat had secured the lids back on the vials for her. While all of that had been happening in the bathroom, Nevermore had been busy at work in her bedroom. Already, the raven had found an earring she had resigned herself to never seeing again, and he had also found the missing button to one of her shirts. The rest of the flock of bats had set themselves to work making her bed for her and sorting through the basket of laundry she hadn’t gotten around to putting away yet.

By the time she had floated back into her room in a cloud of tulle, everything had been put in order for her.

She sighed as she placed her mug back down on her dressing table, taking a moment to smile at the lid of the mug. The black cat with devil horns was certainly her style, but the overall cutesy look of it was very much Rose. It was perfect. Just like the rest of her morning.

Caffeinated, she turned her attention to her reflection; she couldn’t help but smile at her appearance. She was still in her new nightgown and dressing robe, and she was loathe to ever take them off. She may have technically been the self-proclaimed Queen of Darkness, but she certainly felt like a queen in her new pyjama set. And there was something decidedly luxurious about getting ready in such a magnificent outfit.

She picked up her eyeliner and, after uncapping it, leaned in closer to her new mirror. She concentrated as she slowly traced the eyeliner along her lash line, listening to the chittering and squeaks of the bats and Nevermore’s chortles with half an ear as she flicked the end of the line out with practiced ease. The second eye took a little more concentration, but it was still effortless enough.

Satisfied, she turned her attention to Nevermore. “Yes, that’s the one,” she said, nodding as the raven held up one of her chokers. The jet beads glittered in the light as Nevermore hopped off her jewelry box and flapped over to perch on her shoulder. He dropped the necklace into her hand and titled his head to the side. “Do you think you could get me my amethyst drop earrings? I think they would go nicely with my new bracelet. Thank you,” She pressed a featherlight kiss to his head. Nevermore chortled happily and then took off from her shoulder.

She watched as he swooped across the room, back to the dresser where her jewellery box was before letting her gaze trail down to her new panjas bracelet. She had been beyond jealous when Luka had gotten his ouroboros. So jealous, she had counted the days until she would receive her own miracle stone. But it had been so worth the wait.

The bracelet was beautiful. The black metal of the bracelet and rings and the connecting chains was delicately wrought, and it glinted in the light, not unlike the way a raven’s wing did. And the central stone… it shimmered the same deep violet as her magic.

She couldn’t wait to put it back on.

But first, she needed… she glanced over her shoulder at the two bats picking through her box of gloves. “No, the fingerless short ones. Yes. Those ones.” The bats fluttered over to her, each clutching a glove in their feet. Once she had taken the gloves from the bats and given them both a cuddle, she pushed her chair back and turned in her seat to survey the rest of the progress.

As she had done her base makeup, the bats had pinned her hair up in rollers for her; to coax her second-day curls into loose waves. But that work had been quick for the nimble little creatures, so they had set themselves to work scouring her closet for outfit options for her. “The skirt on the left,” she said, directing the bat away from the lace skirt and toward the black velvet one. “And I think…” she mused, “I’ll go with the purple blouse,” she said. The bat holding said blouse squeaked and flapped over to her while the other bat put away her sole white blouse. “How’s it going, Nevermore?”

The raven ruffled his feathers as he held up the earrings she had asked him to find in his beak.

“Perfect.” She rose from her chair and shrugged off her robe into the waiting claws of some of her bats. As she retrieved her day clothes from the rest of the bats, they carried the robe to her closet to hang it.

She could definitely get used to mornings like this.

She was dressed in record time and back at her dressing table to finish her makeup. As she dithered between lipstick shades, her bats eased her hair out of the rollers, and Nevermore straightened the choker around her throat while Roarr watched from where she was curled up on the bed. She had just finished dabbing on her deep purple lipstick when there was a knocking at her door.

Well, a banging.

Her ma didn’t exactly knock…

“How’re ye adjustin’ this morn,’ lass?” her ma asked as she stuck her head through the door. Then she grinned. “I see ye be adjustin’ well. How’s that jewel of yers?”

“It’s perfect,” she said, holding up her hand with the panjas bracelet. “It’s better than anything I could have ever imagined.”

“Good.” Her ma’s face softened into a rare, tender smile. “Bein’ fully-fledged suits ye, lass. Now,” her ma said, her voice going gruff again, “where’s that lad?”

“He went back to bed.”

“And he still be sleepin’ at this hour? Tosh. I’m off te work now, be a good lass an’ wake ‘im before ye leave.”

“I will.”

She turned back to look in the mirror. She was almost ready. But there were still a few finishing touches she had to do before she was ready to leave for brunch with the girls. And there was no reason she couldn’t delegate…

“Nevermore, could you do me a favour?”

***

He knew he wasn’t asleep. Not really. Not fully. He was in the foggy place between waking and sleep. He knew he would be miserable when he came out of it; he knew he would be groggy and even more tired than he had been when he had collapsed back into bed. He also knew the longer he stayed half-asleep, the worse waking up would be.

But he couldn’t bring himself to force himself awake.

Not when he was having such a good half-dream.

It was just him and Marinette. Just the two of them. Together. Surrounded by music and softly glowing lights that reflected off her fairy-like dress. Maybe they were dancing, or maybe, they were floating. He wasn’t sure. All he knew was that everything was soft and gentle and perfect.

And that it was a dream.

Because he and Marinette were just friends. He knew it was stupid to indulge in dreams like this. And yet, here he was. Apparently, Jules had gotten him that mug for a reason.

His dream self reached up to cup her cheek. “You’re the most extraordinary girl, Marinette. As clear as a musical note and as sincere as a melody. You’re the music that’s been playing inside my head since the first day we met.” The words he had rehearsed and failed to say so many times were so effortless to say in the realm of dreams. “Marinette… I love you.”

Her doe eyes widened until they were impossibly large, and her cheeks flushed the same hue as her favourite roses. She leaned into the hand cupping her cheek, even as her gaze darted down. He could practically see her mind working, searching for the words she wanted to say. But then she looked up at him through her lashes. And she smiled. Her dazzling, shy smile that was like a blanket of stars.

She took a breath, her eyes still locked on his. Tentatively, she parted her lips.

“Wake up, dummy.”

The words came out of Marinette’s—dream Marinette’s—mouth, but that was not her voice.

He jolted awake. His eyes flew open, and he couldn’t stop the yelp—not scream—that escaped his lips as he tumbled out of bed.

“Time to get up, dummy.”

He groaned and rubbed at his head where he had thwacked it against the floor. He squeezed his eyes shut and hoped he had just been seeing things. But when he opened them again and blinked the spots from his vision, the raven was still perched on his headboard, though it had hopped closer to the edge to continue to stare down at him. “Up and at 'em,” it said in a voice that was almost a perfect mimic of Juleka’s but was just off. It tilted its head to the side, staring at him expectantly with unblinking black eyes.

He groaned again, letting his head fall back against the floor. So he hadn’t imagined the raven…

Maybe if he just laid there, it would get bored and leave?

He could practically hear the seconds ticking by as he lay on the hard ground. Sass was slithering over him, curling around him. But the room was silent, save for the rustling of feathers. He was just about to give up and open his eyes again when he heard the flapping of wings.

But the sound wasn’t getting farther away. It was getting closer.

A blast of air brushed against his face as he heard the raven landing on the floor beside his head. There were some scuttling steps. And then the bird began nudging at the side of his head with its beak, tugging at his hair and nibbling his ear. “Wake up, dummy!”

He had to wonder if Jules had told it to talk directly into his ear or if he was just unlucky.

“Fine, fine,” he grumbled, opening his eyes and sitting up. “I’m getting up.”

The raven didn’t seem to fully believe him because it watched him as he dragged himself up off the floor and gathered Sass up, and draped him over his shoulders. And when he schlepped out of his room, it followed him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw it settle itself on the back of one of the barstools. He sighed and rolled his eyes as he set about making a fresh pot of coffee, as the one he had originally made was now stone cold.

He could feel the raven’s eyes on him as he made the coffee and scrounged up some cold pizza from the fridge. By the time the coffee had brewed, and he had poured some into a fresh mug—one that didn’t point out his idiocy—the bird still hadn’t lost interest in him. He glanced toward the living area, wondering if the bird would follow him if he went to have his breakfast on the sofa.

Before he could find out, the door to Juleka’s room opened.

She swept out of her room—because that was the only word that could describe the way she was walking—looking like the queen she proclaimed she was.

“You lose something?” he asked, nodding toward the raven that was watching him from its perch on the barstool.

She stopped and turned to stare at him. Then she tilted her head and gave him that innocent little frown that was the very definition of wicked. “No.”

“So the living alarm clock…”

“Ma said you needed to get up.”

“And you had to get birdbrain to do it?”

“His name is Nevermore,” she sniffed. “And I was busy getting ready.” Roarr yowled in agreement from where she sat at Juleka’s heels.

He rolled his eyes and scoffed. But then, despite his annoyance, he smiled. “You’re wearing your cape.” He had been so proud of the idea when he thought of it. Of course, Marinette had been the one to actually make it, but he had picked out the fabric. With her help. And the idea had been his when he commissioned her to make it…

“Of course I am, dummy! I love it.” To demonstrate her point, she twirled, letting the star and moon-spangled chiffon flow around her.

“I’m glad. But you’re going out, right?” She nodded. “Aren’t you going to be a bit cold, going out like that…” his question trailed off as she raised an eyebrow, and bats came fluttering out of her room, carrying her wool coat.

“You are saying?”

“When did you find the time to conjure all of those?” There had to be at least a dozen bats. Plus the raven- Nevermore. And who knew what else she had up her sleeves?

She shrugged. “Couldn’t sleep last night, new magic and all that. I figured I might as well try some conjuring out. Thank you,” she added as the bats helped her into her coat. They squeaked in response, and some of them nuzzled her before they ascended to the ceiling to hang from the beams.

“But don’t you think you’re taking this a bit far? I mean, you don’t have to use magic for everything.”

“I’m not actively using magic right now. You know how conjuring works. Or at least, you would if you paid attention in class instead of daydreaming about Marinette-”

“I pay attention in class!”

“Not according to Dingo-“

“You’re going to listen to Dingo over your own brother?”

She raised a brow. “On this, obviously,” she deadpanned. “Besides, Bri says it too.” Heat flooded his face. It was too early to find out his friends were apparently traitors- “And I didn’t ask them to do anything,” she said, gesturing to her flock of flying friends, “I just wanted to try conjuring a few new friends. They’re the ones that wanted to help me get ready.”

Nevermore cawed in what was obviously agreement. Above him, the bats let out a series of squeaks.

“Anyways,” she said breezily, “I’m heading out now.” She paused and sent a deliberate smirk his way. If Roarr could smirk, he would swear the tiger was smirking too. It was enough to send even more heat flooding through his face. But her words didn’t help. “I’ll be sure to say hi to Marinette for you.”

He may have been more asleep than awake, but her insinuation wasn't lost on him. He spluttered out nonsense, fighting for some semblance of a dignified response. But he was severely under-caffeinated, and all his wit seemed to still be curled up in bed. All he could do was watch as she flounced toward the door, Roarr trotting beside her. But her bats and…

“Aren’t you uh… forgetting something?” he asked, jabbing a thumb in the direction of the flock of bats hanging from the ceiling and the raven that was still perched on the back of the barstool. And was still staring at him.

“Nope,” she said popping her p. Then she smirked. “I”m going out with Marinette, so they’ll stay here to keep you company. Wouldn’t want you getting lonely while you pine away, now would we? You all be good and take care of Luka, won’t you?”

Her bats let out another cacophony of squeaks as Nevermore chortled. She smiled and then turned in a whirl of flowing hair, and laughing, climbed up the stairs and slipped out the door.

Nevermore hopped over to the bar stool closest to him and cocked his head to the side. “Idiot in love,” he said, in that voice that was so close to Juleka’s, it was downright unsettling.

He groaned. Jules had been so excited to gain her full powers. But he was beginning to think it maybe wasn’t so great…

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Ravens can talk https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfsnHVaScjg

Juleka’s mirror https://www.joann.com/place-time-halloween-mirror-wall-decor-with-bats/18746420.html

Juleka's mug https://twitter.com/SoftnessDaily/status/1576286090285109248?t=ls2kBzdSp2dwZcObJ1SVoQ&s=19

Juleka's nightgown and robe https://www.instagram.com/p/CjN97c0rpma/?igshid=NjZiMGI4OTY%3D

#juleka couffaine #luka couffaine #anarka couffaine #roarr #sass #nevermore (OC)#marinette dupain cheng #dingo king #brielle girard #magic mayhem and & other misadventures #juleka may not be a disney princess #but she is THE Queen of Darkness #she deserves a nice morning routine #luka is not a morning person #lukanette pining #magic au #witch au

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silvia7272 · 4 years ago

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Miraculess Ladybug Salt AU: You Always Liked To Play With Fire ~ Blossoming Friendships???

I really hope you’re all enjoying this new series; I honestly just came up with the idea on a dime, and then after I started developing it, I knew I needed to share it with all of my fans.

Also, when I actually get around to including more characters from the movie, it’s gonna be fun giving them some personality traits. I can’t wait.

And er-… I may have accidently messed up with some off the names. Since I changed most off the names already, I then decided to change them for Barbara and Olympia, however I had forgotten that I’d already written their names down in the story. Opps. I thought this would’ve been better since I think I saw some people complain about the United Hero’s super names, so I changed them, as well as if I’m going to add in going to Gotham into the mix and there’s already a character called Barbara, I just know I’ll get hella confused for who I’m talking about. I don’t want people to get confused but maybe I should make a post off the names I’ve already changed to begin with, just to defer from canon. Well, here it is.

My OC: Rosaniline Keyne-Hill was Rosina Scoats

Soliane Rin was Crisono Tassa

Canon Counterparts: Jace Keyne was Jessica Keyne

Aveon Keyne-Hill was Aeon Hill

Medusa was Uncanny Valley

(I kept Olympia the same)

Nebula was Majestia

Brianna was Barbara

Eostrix was Night Owl

So, I might just change them when I can be bothered to.

This fanfic and its ideas were all made before season 4 came out, so if something doesn’t add up please don’t worry. That information wasn’t available then, and unless it fits into my story or I like it, I won’t include it in my story. Also, that new Miraculous wiki can get lost, I’m not putting any of that new information in here if they couldn’t even put it in the show. (Also, so far, I do not care for season 4 whatsoever so yeah, I may not include any of that in this work and the other.)

Word Count: 9435

Tags: @vixen-uchiha if you wish to be tagged all you have to do is say. Also, if you change your name please tell me, I don’t want to leave you out since you’ve asked to be tagged. I’m very sorry if I’ve missed anyone.

Well, I hope you’ll enjoy it.

Summary:

Note: This fic contains OOC scenes of Miraculous Ladybug as well as a ton of salt, so if you don't like that stuff you may scroll past and have a nice day.

In a world with no Miraculous, no Hawkmoth and no Ladybug, how does our little heroine do?

Well, it usually would be hanging out with her friends, as any other teenager would do...

But, of course, this wasn't normal.

This was reality. It was cold, hard and definitely not welcome.

So, when this girl wishes to have some kind of adventure in her boring, mundane life…

How long does it take for her to regret it?

***

Mlle Bustier had always believed her students were the best in the whole Collège.

In fact, she whole-heartedly believed that all her students could do no harm.

In her mind, they were at the peak of maturity, though they may be in their adolescence and had some seemingly petty dramas, they all prevailed to take whatever they wanted for themselves, when they saw opportunities, they rightfully took.

And Mlle Bustier only wanted the best for her students.

As much as Caline would never admit it to any of her work colleagues, she always knew her class was exceptional.

Kim, Alix, what with two of the sportiest people that were bound to succeed.

Max, A genius who was able to develop a fully functioning AI, when he was a teen no less. She could only imagine what other inventions her little Einstein could invent later on. The type of universities he’d get into, the job offers, oh the endless possibilities.

Ivan, Rose, Juleka, A lead vocalist, guitarist, and drummer in a popular rock band. Though she had heard there may have been a few mishaps in the band, she was sure they would be even better than before.

Mylène, A passionate environmentalist who only wanted to help the world become a cleaner place, and entered as many organisations as possible.

Nino, An inspiring DJ/filmmaker. She always wanted to help out by lending the classroom key afterschool, that way he could work on all of his works. Allowing everyone to take part even, it was truly one of her best rules.

Alya, A journalist's whose goal was to become bigger than Lois Lane.

Adrien, A model, the most famous teenage one by Parisian standards.

Chloé, The mayor's Daughter.

Sabrina, The head of police’s Daughter.

Nathaniel, an inspiring comic book artist that had gained a lot of attention online.

And Lila, a Daughter of an Italian diplomat.

Although she could admit to herself that not all of these aspirations were something that she could boast about, she could show off that all of her students had something they would work for or even show off.

And what did the others have?

Two weather girls and a writer? Caline would have to laugh, compare that with her class and you could clearly see who was at the top.

Although she hadn’t said a specific name for a reason.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng. The young fashion designer/baker’s girl.

For a while, that name had left a sour name in her mouth, whenever she had been forced to say it for the register, it only took her a few days for her to realise how much it annoyed her whenever said girl was late to her lesson. Honestly, did that girl not value punctuality? Nevermind in the workplace; what about her reputation as a teacher?

She was becoming a lot more reclused, gaining a disrespectful attitude towards her she had no recollection of when she had gained it, and became incredibly upset when she remembered every year on her birthday, the girl would give her a whole assortment of pastries and desserts.

Now, because she had somewhat highly encouraged her students to send gifts for a better grade, it was just a box of chocolates.

Just a small box of chocolates!?

How could she show off her gifts to the others now!?

And worst of all?

She refused to be the good little Class President anymore.

Her example?

Her Marinette off the world?

Did she not care about setting a good example? Or to be a role model to the class?

Really, to be so selfish, to all of her friends, how ungrateful.

She believed she had sorted this little problem when Chloé, in a fit off understandable jealousy, drew over her gift.

Marinette was unreasonably angry at the poor girl, and so Bustier had said how better it would be for her to rise up and become a beacon of light for Chloé instead of letting that hate and anger fester inside her.

To let go and help out everyone.

To not let your negative side take a hold of you and be positive around everyone in your vicinity.

After all, sharing and helping makes the world go round, and we do want to help the world, right?

She remembered those words she had spoken so fondly to her, as she was always someone anyone could come to for advice. It had always worked after all, after students were able to see the correct side, she’d be thanked which always left a small flutter of happiness around her.

Mendeleiev scared many students away, D’Argencourt with his eccentric personality, made students want to avoid being seen near him after lessons ended, and hardly anyone spent their time in the art club room.

Caline believed she was seen as a shining example of light by the other students, and knew she was seen as a Disney Princess by many, Rose had even called her that once.

However, getting back to the matter at hand, she was very pleased when Marinette had gone out of her way to make Chloé happy, of course, her attitude still remained mostly the same but Caline was smart enough to know it wouldn’t take one nice event to help the girl, so she was so proud when she carried on helping the poor girl out. Chloé was smiling more and even asking for a multitude of things from the blue-haired girl, and if she ever saw Marinette get unreasonably upset again, she’d send a very disappointing glare.

She knew being disappointed in students was a sure-fire way for them to do better and work harder, she knew how guilty her students would feel if they ever managed to get that gaze from their teacher, and… If the elder had done this a bit more on Marinette than anyone else… Well, she would just smile, telling them how much Marinette was able to accomplish, her trips for the class were so good, everyone was jealous. So, didn’t that seem good?

And even though she did see most of it going in the trash, she knew Chloé was just a little bit picky, she’d liked the interest in her, it was normal.

Her home life wasn’t something to be overlooked, she just knew the girl only wished for attention, and she was sure to be able to give it to her.

But then she… Stopped.

Caline had believed the girl had gotten wrongly impatient and told Marinette she shouldn’t be so extreme, but Marinette dared to fight back, against her?

She exclaimed that it wasn’t just Chloé anymore, how could she be expected to be nice to both her and Lila?

Bustier was confused, Lila? What did she have to do with this?

And so, the girl explained that she was just lying for attention, every breath that came out was just a lie. And she couldn’t stand it, she’d apparently turned her friends against her.

Now, normally, Bustier knew Marinette wouldn’t lie.

But, she also knew she couldn’t let this ‘lie’ be revealed.

It might harm her reputation.

She couldn’t have that happen.

So, she knew what she had to say.

That this was just girl drama that all teenagers had.

She couldn’t afford to let her empire fall so soon.

And for something like that.

The faces of the other teachers.

The gossip surrounding her.

“Looks like Caline’s not so good a teacher after all.”

No, she couldn’t bare it.

Who said a little white lie would hurt anyone?

In order to keep her class, exactly the same.

A few snips were made to maintain its image.

And if she had to snip her most prized student.

Then… So be it.

***

When she entered her classroom it was just like any other day.

Her students forming around a desk in the front of the room.

She always commended her students for such actions, she knew how sweet and silent the girl could be and loved how accommodating the class could be to her.

She couldn’t help the wondering gaze that looked upon the back row.

A certain seat was empty, but that was routine by now. And even though there was still 5 minutes till the bell, she still marked her late in her book.

Sometimes Caline had to think if at some points she had expected too much of this single girl… But only to remember that, no, in fact, when Marinette had a better attitude, she had expected too less. Back when she gained some confidence, she had always surpassed her expectations, her trips were the highlight off her job, her morning snacks were a welcomed surprise, her need to prove herself let her have as many responsibilities as possible, yes some were meant to be her own paperwork, but she’d never seen Marinette excel so much, it was a dream come true.

If she could just push her, just a little more… She was sure Marinette would go back to her obedient self, and it would make Bustier’s job a lot easier.

Although… The new student seemed like the perfect candidate as well, since Marinette may not follow her good example, she may be able to get a different example.

She could see just how sweet and pleasant the cherry haired girl was, she’d be perfect for the role. Sneaking a quick glance at the girl who was simply minding her business reading a book and keeping to herself. She did take note she had a bit of a limp for the past week, but didn’t bring it up just to not embarrass the girl in front of the whole class. She just knew if she was able to simply send her views her way, a new example would be made, hell she may even be able to have two if Rosaniline became such a good influence on Marinette she may even change again.

She also just knew Rosann would be good for Chloé, after all, they’d have so much to talk about, and coming from similar backgrounds she could make sure they could be paired together as much as possible.

Of course, only she knew about her family name, Monsieur Damocles had been informed by her residence that they’d prefer not to spread this information about, for it had been such a hinderance for her to make friends before.

Bustier frowned, she knew very well her students wouldn’t try to suck up to her, she almost felt insulted that she wouldn’t trust her students.

But the worst part was that she couldn’t brag about her new student to anyone, no one could find out or they’d all face some action from her Mother, she was very clear on that.

However Bustier tried to not let it bother her too much, after all she was sure she could give a gentle nudge in the right direction about trusting friends and not keeping secrets, to coax her out of her shell. She’d just have to be excruciatingly patient.

Clapping her hands was a symbol for them all to pay attention, she’d never raise her voice to them, not even a little, and she knew they would respect it and quieten down their chatter.

And just like that, the door opened to a fashionably late bluenette. Bustier would feign ignorance to the rather disappointing glares stares the girl was receiving, after all, she was giving one off her own.

She sheepishly walked to her seat just as the bell rang, honestly, she’d given her a lot of warnings before about her punctuality, did she really need to brief her Parents in about the situation?

“Well class, since all of you are here now, I can get on with the lesson” And so began her teaching.

It was fairly simple, she knew her students would be able to easily understand, after all, she knew they were the best, the smartest.

She had to explain the project they were bound to complete to a high standard, she just knew it was another to her list of student’s accomplishments she could brag about.

The project entailed 30% of coursework they must do in pairs in the span of 2 months. They could choose any topic so long as it followed the theme.

And this year’s theme was history, generally her students would groan at this topic, but considering they were able to decide on their personal preferences that should help encourage them to complete it to the best of their ability.

Plus, it helped towards their end of the year grade, and helped their teamwork skills. Of course, Mlle Bustier would always try to be as generous as she could, she wouldn’t remove marks from accidental mistakes unlike a purple haired teacher would, she just couldn’t bear to be so mean to them when she knew they were trying so hard to get all of their marks, she couldn’t punish them for that. Even if it was not necessarily the right thing to do, she couldn’t let there be any wrongful disappointment.

As long as they carried on being a great example, she could never fail them.

Besides everyone loved her projects, while having to be in pairs they always got to present it in any way they wanted, a science experiment, PowerPoint presentation to even a play, she was so very proud when Mylène did that play from last year, so impressive and she had gotten out of her shell. All she had to do was make them follow a simple rule before they could go all out. Her students loved the independence, and when they asked what type of ideas she had, she gleamed and expressed her own interest in the fairy tales. There was so much you could do with so many magical stories and elements, the possibilities were endless. She loved always talking about them in at least all of her lesson as she knew how many life lessons could come out of it.

And besides, in a sense, the other thing that made her the best teacher, she let them pick their own partners.

Of course, she had to make it seem like that.

It was always the same since kindergarten, everyone’s names would be placed in a bowl on a piece of paper, and one by one she’d pick a name up, when she read it out loud other people could raise their hands to ask to be their partner.

Normally it would be the first person to raise their hand, however, Caline wasn’t stupid, there were certain pairs she didn’t always want together.

Such as Alix and Kim, if it were a presentation about sports, she wouldn’t mind as much, knowing they would present a physical display of their athleticism… However, she knew if they were paired up for a slideshow presentation about let’s say, politics. She knew they would only start at the last minute, and include a very messily strown up slideshow. And with Marinette refusing to help out her classmates with even the simplest of matters, her hands were tied.

So, if they ever stuck their hand up for either of them, Bustier would wait to see who else would put their hand up, most of the time it was either Max or Nathaniel respectfully, and since they were all friends, no one had called her out for it.

And that’s how she got around it.

So, she started doing her routine, swirling her hand around the, she picked one up and began to read it aloud.

“Lila Rossi. And who would like to be her partner?” Immediately several hands shot up, bringing a smile on her face again, so many wanted to help this girl it filled her with pride and comfort.

And well, she always had to help by picking the most knowledgeable of students.

“Max, I believe I saw your hand up first” Some students moaned that they couldn’t be with Lila, but they knew that maybe next time they would get a shot.

“Ivan Bruel” Unsurprisingly Mylène’s hand shot up first followed by Juleka and Rose, now normally she wouldn’t let couples be together, but she couldn’t break them up, they did their work so well, so she let it slide.

Grabbing the next piece of paper Caline’s once bright smile, dropped as her eyes scanned over the name before sighing audibly, she didn’t need to hide it, everyone knew whose name it was.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng took a deep sigh.

As soon as Bustier told them about a presentation she was immediately filled with dread.

She could quite easily do it well, or at least get a well enough grade considering Bustier’s shady marking skills.

But her partners influence would be something she dreaded.

Best case scenario, they’ll be so repulsed to be in the same room with her that they’d work independently, and it would more or less seem like two separate presentations in one. Her grade was low.

Worst case scenario, she’d be subjected to either do it alone, or screamed about how much they don’t want to be near her. Her grade would be lowered.

Not theirs, hers.

Bustier would exclaim how she wanted the bluenette to rise above it all and forgive them, and until she was a better student in her eyes, she’d be punished for it.

It didn’t help that when her name was specifically called out, there would be a silence they’ll have to endure for what would seem like eternity.

It would either stop when someone so nobly sacrificed themselves to team up with her or Bustier would be forced to wait until the end for the last name to be picked out.

And she hated having to feel like this.

They were all friends, why did it have to be like this?

And well, just like this silence, it would last for a rather uncomfortable time, more than Marinette liked.

Her head rested on the desk, she at this point didn’t care about her appearance in front of the new girl. It had been a week already and at this point Marinette knew they’d be no point getting to know someone who was bound to abandon her.

It was a despairing truth she’d learn from experience, it was why no one hung around her, even from the other classes, they would be a target next.

Marinette couldn’t blame them, if the situations were reversed, she doubted she’d have enough courage to go out of her way to help.

So, she’d just sit, head on desk as time would pass.

“H-Hey! Why do you have your hand up, we told you how she was a bully, why would you want to be her partner!?”

???

Wait-

That wasn’t meant to happen.

Hesitantly, Marinette picked her head up, only to find her seatmate with an eager hand in the air.

She looked over to her face, a smile present as she glanced towards the teacher, waiting for her to say they would be paired together.

“I want to be Marinette’s partner, and I haven’t seen yet why I shouldn’t” Rosann’s head turned innocently to her classmates, she was radiating happiness as they stared in shock. A blond very much as he did want to be her partner when her name was called out, but he kept his thoughts to himself.

“Marinette! Did you threaten her as well, girl you’re unbelieva-”

“I’m afraid you are being mistaken Mlle Césaire, I wouldn’t willingly make a partnership with my enemy, now Mlle Bustier you may continue if you would please” Marinette gasped, she- she’d just put a target on her back. For her! This girl was crazy…

And yet, despite her cute appearance, she hadn’t seen someone look so confident and polite.

‘Wait did I say cute-’

Even though the girl had stated her answer, it wasn’t the answer the class was looking for.

“Mlle Bustier you can’t put their names down together” Someone protested. It sounded like Lila, she was always leading the class for this sort of thing.

“Yeah, put my name down for Rosaniline instead, we know she doesn’t mean it.” That was Alya.

“But I-” She felt guilty for the new girl, she really did, she would’ve warned her how you’ll never truly be able to say your opinion without everyone interfering or as she put it, butting in.

“She doesn’t know what’s she’s gotten herself into, the poor girl” Rose spoke, if Marinette wasn’t so used to it she’d flinch from the words Rose spoke about her.

What was bad, Rosann wasn’t able to speak.

What was worse, Bustier was very much considering it.

“I guess it would be for the best” Marinette couldn’t believe it. The one person who willingly decided to pair up with her, was being ignored to be partnered up with someone else.

Not that Marinette wanted them to be with someone else mind you, but it was their decision, why wasn’t she spared a thought and have people notice that maybe they didn’t have to decide for her?

What was crueller, was that Marinette found the one person that was on her side… Was the one person who was the first to make her clamper up.

“This is ridiculous absolutely ridiculous” Of all people, it had to be her to join in?

“How extremely hypocritical of you Mlle Bustier, if I couldn’t change my partner from the last project then neither does Dupain-Cheng in this one, isn’t this school meant to teach fairness. Well, the only fair thing I see is the fairly incompetent from this class” Of course the students didn’t take kindly to her words as Bustier sighed yet again.

She knew Chloé had a point, she’d tried to persuade Chloé to have a different partner than Sabrina a few times in previous projects, it would depend on the person, if Chloé didn’t mind, she’d moan but nothing else. If it was someone she didn’t like, she’d threaten to call the mayor, most of the times she wouldn’t considering out of all the teachers even Chloé would admit she liked Bustier the most, she’d never blame her for anything and she loved that about her, but she had a point none the less.

Besides, Bustier believed that maybe Rosaniline would prove to be a very good example to her previous one, and this could be a great place to start.

“Yes Chloé, I believe I understand now, it would be highly unfair if we didn’t let Rosaniline decide for herself” Marinette couldn’t help the somewhat annoyed glance she gave to the teacher for that comment.

“But Mlle-”

“No buts Alya, now why don’t we use the idea Chloé suggested?” The class all heard the snicker from Chloé, they couldn’t believe she could stoop so low like this.

And then it carried on like it had been, but Marinette couldn’t help but let her curiosity get the better of her and as the class was carrying on, Marinette swallowed the gulp that had formed in her throat and turned to the girl next to her.

“Err- Rosaniline?” She gently tapped the girl’s shoulder, she turned and showed she was listening.

“Yes?” Oh god Mari don’t lose confidence now.

“Why, why did you do that?” With that, she saw a smirk emerge from the girl.

“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious, but I am rather petty since I refuse to take the word of someone else before doing my own research” Oh. Somehow that wasn’t what she was expecting, but honestly it was better than pretending to care.

“Although… I should apologise, for how abrupt I was about it” Marinette widened her eyes, why- she didn’t do anything wrong?

“I would’ve preferred asking for your consent first, but seeing the opportunity I may have taken it rather quickly” She grasped one of her braids, a nervous habit maybe, Marinette couldn’t help but notice before giving her answer.

“N-No its fine, I-I don’t mind you being my partner, not like I’ve got anyone better- I mean- I didn’t mean it like that. I just- erm, I just. I’m glad you thought about me” If Marinette had been able to look past her hair, she would’ve noticed the small blush creep up on her cheeks.

“No problem”

***

Normally, a weekend would be extremely relaxing to the young designer.

She had as much time to sleep in, plus she started a late shift anyway, her Parents were the best when it came to that, since they knew how much trouble she had getting up on a school day, they knew they couldn’t ask her to get up early for work, especially since it was their workplace.

And she had completed other homework assignments a while ago, so surely there was no reason for why she should be pacing around in the living room so early for her.

Well, it may or may not have something to do with the new girl.

She really should stop calling her new girl, she gave her her name for god’s sake.

But she just felt so nervous.

She told her Parents about this new assignment, and how she actually volunteered to be her partner, and how Marinette in the spur of a moment offered to go to her place on Saturday to start it. And she couldn’t deny when she saw the relieved expression she had when she offered. But now…

She hadn’t had someone over in years, everyone else avoided this place like the plague, the Parents still came though, and although they were slightly informed of the situation, they also just believed it was teenage drama.

Her own Parents showed their own worry, they loved their girl, and they truly didn’t want her to ever be hurt like last time ever again, but they also knew if she never gave this girl a shot, she’d never know.

Was it better to know than to ponder it forever?

That was a phrase Marinette was all too familiar with. However, it still didn’t calm her nerves.

Her Parents had told her if she didn’t want Rosaniline to be around anymore, they’d be more than happy to just so happen have an event take place right at that moment that she would have to leave, even if Marinette hoped that wouldn’t happen.

So, as she continued to pace, she was able to see from her balcony the Parisians all around, her doorway was slightly ajar so she could hear the sound of birds chirping, cars passing, and a motorcycle coming to a stop.

The noise of a motorcycle made her come to a fond thought of her Nonna. She loved her very much, and her free spirit.

Whenever she came back from one of her grand trips, she’d always get Marinette some type of fabric that always made her determined to incorporate into some type of clothing.

It was somewhat why she always stayed in the path of fashion, not just because her Parents would be disappointed in seeing her so unmotivated, but because she still liked the challenge of turning fabric into something.

She giggled, besides that thing from last week, it was the only adventurous thing she had done.

The sound of steps interrupted her as she saw her Maman, she nodded before Marinette felt a slight drop in her stomach.

She was here, she just needed to calm down, it would be fine.

She’d just smile and brace for it.

Walking down the stairs to her bakery was the same as always, she could smell the fresh bread from the oven. She always appreciated this aspect, living in a bakery always meant the aroma was lovely.

Going through the door after her Maman she braced herself to see the ne- er, Rosaniline.

What she didn’t brace for was the little girl cuddling her leg as soon as she entered.

“Hi, my names Piper, can we go to your room now?” She had to compose herself so she wouldn’t fall over with the girl in tow, but she couldn’t help internally awwing at the little kids’ appearance.

Black hair tied back in a red bow, a pink leotard with a lighter coloured tutu skirt. And a short but worn-out blue cape. And to top it all off, sparkly pink shoes faded to orange.

“O-Oh, hi there.” She gave a little wave, still completely confused.

“I’m so sorry Mari, Piper was just too excited to meet you, I’m very sorry for the shock” She saw a concerned look coming from Rosaniline. She sure did fret a lot- ah, she knew she didn’t mean it as a bad thing she just, well, she was used to being quiet and observing.

“Its fine really, but how come you brought your… Sister here?” She was unsure if the guess was right but considering the nod from the other girl, she relaxed knowing she was right. And considering she had to ignore a comment made from her Parents about a nickname she was given, she could just ignore that.

“I’m so sorry for the late notice, it’s just, something came up and I couldn’t find anyone able to take care of her. I’m really sorry for not telling you before but I- I don’t have your phone number so I couldn’t tell you. Eheh. I promise she won’t cause any trouble. Right?” The smaller girl, now back at her Sister’s side, bounced and repeated yes several times.

She looked to her Parents, almost asking them if it was alright, this whole situation caught her slightly off guard, and she momentarily forgot the question was directed at her.

Luckily her Maman was ready.

“Of course its fine, my, your Sister is such a cutie. And what’s your name sweetie?” Her Mother crouched down to make eye level. The girl puffed her chest out before standing straight up.

“My name is Piper Keyne-Hill ma’am, and I am 6 years old” She held one hand up before she looked up.

“Did I do it right?” Rosaniline smiled before bending down to her level as well.

“Do you believe that is the right answer?” Her use of that caused attention to Piper’s hand as the little one looked back, she gasped before proudly extending another finger up.

“There you go” She ruffled her hair as Marinette saw her Mother continue talking with Piper.

And yet… She felt that dread from earlier flee away, seeing Rosaniline interacting with her Sister so fondly brought heat to her cheeks and inside. She just, felt so calm around her.

And that warm smile…

She, kinda wanted her to smile like that to her…

“Marinette?” That broke her out of her trance, she looked over at her Papa who had a confused look.

“Shouldn’t you two start working on the project?”

“Huh? Oh- oh yeah, yes of course the project… Eh, Rosaniline lets go, I’ve got some kid books to keep Piper company” She didn’t mind the weight on her arm, or the way her Parents smiled at her interactions with the cherry haired girl.

She just minded how heavy her heart was pounding for some reason.

Marinette never considered her room big, she always found it spacious, it might be due to her always misplacing at least something when she’s in a rush, but she knew where it would be.

Stepping over to her desk draw, she pulls out a bunch of child books, since Nadja always did spring a babysitting job on her, she figured there was no reason to place them somewhere that would be too much of a hassle to keep getting out. So, she kept them closer.

Turning back, she saw the two looking around her room, Piper held so much excitement as Rosaniline wore a smile.

“Woooooow, it’s so pink, Rosalee what type is it?” Tugging at her Sister’s cardigan the older girl smiled.

“There are many different types, so I doubt I know the exact one… But I’d say it was a coral pink” She pattered her head as she too looked over the room, a somewhat reminiscent expression as she takes it all in.

“Mari I’m so jealous, to be able to live in a bakery with all of those magnificent smells around every day, it must be like heaven” Marinette scratched her head, ok- this was all so different, no matter how much she wanted to go back to her usual self, there was always something holding her back. Almost like, if she fell in this trap again, she’d mess it up, before she could be comfortable.

There she goes again, over thinking the situation like before.

No wonder-

“Ahh- it’s a tiger, look look” Piper’s voice brought her out of it as she saw Piper sitting in Rosaniline’s legs.

“Mmhmmn, so, Mari should we get started?” Marinette could only nod before they pulled out some books to get started.

***

‘This was easier when I had to do it on my own’ The bluenette thought, now don’t get her wrong, they weren’t arguing or anything, they just couldn’t exactly agree on a subject together.

When Rosaniline suggested gory fairy tales, she had to physically force herself not to shudder, fortunately the girl opposite her said it was a mere jest, thinking it would’ve been funny to see the teachers face when they spoke about it, but maybe it would be too much.

Rosaniline even joked that they may not have anything in common at all, that did nothing to soothe the young girls’ nerves. She just knew this might not have been the best decision, if they couldn’t find a topic, she knew Bustier would blame her for it, and if Bustier blamed her no doubt the class would as well. And it would just be one more point for them as they’d slowly but surely turn Rosaniline away from her.

It’s not like she would be disappointed or anything, it’s just, she’d rather be right now than in the future with her hopes up.

But, it didn’t help that her feelings were so mixed about this. Why was it she wanted to get to know Rosaniline?

Knock knock.

“Girls, I think you’re due a break now, don’t you?” Marinette was relieved, surely after some food they’ll be able to come up with at least one idea.

“Yes, Mlle Dupain-Cheng, that would be lovely.”

“Now stop that, you can call me Sabine, aw such a polite child you are” She blushed as she rubbed the back of her head.

“Marinette dear, mind if you help me?” Her eyes were confused, her Maman would normally never ask for help, what was so different now?

But not wanting to cause a scene she nodded and proceeded to climb down, just as Piper was moving onto a different type of picture book.

Going over to the kitchen she saw that her Mother had prepared so much food it would’ve looked like a feast, but that was how she was, whenever guests came over you could see more food on a table than a table.

She hoped Rosaniline and Piper had an appetite.

“Is everything alright dear?” She felt her Maman’s hands on her shoulders, it was always reassuring that her Parents did so much to look out for her, even when she pretended to be just fine her Parents would give her time just to be by herself if she needed it and then be there if she wanted to talk.

“Yes Maman, she’s really nice… We just haven’t figured out what topic to do yet.” She laughed nervously as her Mother couldn’t help but give a somewhat serious expression.

“You know, if you at all feel uncomfortable, we can still make up an excuse-” She shook her head.

“No Maman its fine really, if anything we’ll just keep it to the school library… She’s- I don’t know, I can’t explain it, I just feel-”

“Relaxed?” Her Mother finished the sentence for her, she nodded as Sabine thought how glad this girl was making her feel.

“Alright, well then get back up there, you don’t want her thinking you abandoned her?” She nudged her cheek as Marinette pushed her hand gently. She gave her Mum a kiss on the cheek before making her way back up to her room.

She couldn’t explain the feeling much, it was like she was feeling peaceful, a smooth tranquillity around her.

It wasn’t a feeling she had around her older friends, it always seemed like whatever they did was rushed, no time to process it. Or they didn’t let her speak.

Rosaniline did, she let her speak, she listened to her, she made her- feel.

She didn’t want that feeling to go away.

“Piper- I know you like this book, but I don’t think you should be flicking through it.”

“But why? Marilee gave me these. And they look so pretty I want one.” The little one responded, she didn’t demand, she was raised better than that.

“Well, I don’t think she meant to give you this one.” She was confused, wait what book was it?

Her heart stopped as she saw a pink cover-

That- that was her commission book!

She was rushing too much to even notice that she’d given Piper that one book.

Oh god, she was going to see her secret, that she was starting her own commission blog, that she was MDC- that she could tell everyone at Collège Françoise Dupont, and it could ruin her career. That everyone could post lies about her, making nobody trust her and demand refunds, and maybe she’d get taken in by the police- be sent to jail and never have her dream job of-

“Mari? Hey, Mari can you hear me?” She felt warm hands wrap around her own. She could feel herself look up as silver concerned eyes looked back at hers.

She felt another tug at her skirt, looking down to see Piper with her own worried expression.

“Did I make Marilee upset?” It was a simple question that pulled at her heartstrings, she felt tears prickle at her eyes for her overthinking. But she didn’t mean for Piper to be upset, or for Rosaniline to be worried either.

There she went again, overthinking every little thing that she couldn’t account for, why did she have to be this way, why did she have to be so cynical and downright negative.

“Oh no, heavens no Piper, I just- er had something in my eye, yeah. You didn’t do anything Piper, I’m glad you like the books I gave you.” Piper smile grew as she proceeded to drag Marinette over to the books again.

She seemed to be putting on an act though, from what Rosaniline could see. She was panicking over something, why? She didn’t know, she did want to find out but didn’t want to push it. She had a habit of wanting to find out answers, it wasn’t a bad thing, she remembered her Mum say, it’s just sometimes she could be just a teeny bit insensitive about it.

Looking over the scene she saw her little Sister pointing excitedly at the pages of sketched clothing, her saying how much she loved them and all the colours that she used and said how the author was so creative.

Marinette laughed along, her tears faded as she enjoyed Piper’s enthusiasm, almost making a note to definitely make her something- and for Rosaniline of course, it’ll be weird to make it for one and not the other.

And then- an idea struck.

“I know, why don’t we do it about the history of fashion?” The dark-skinned girl spoke up. She saw two heads turn towards her as she grinned. Putting her hands together near her cheeks as she spiralled in her own thoughts.

“I’ve always wanted to learn more about it, to see the transformations going through all the ages. And this could be the perfect time. So, what do you think?” It was a question that seemed as if she could reject it, but it still felt like a trick.

What if she didn’t suggest this as a solution, but for convenience for herself, since now she knew she liked fashion and would make her do all the work, it’s not like it hadn’t happened before, so why did it hurt so much to have her do it?

Did she have any right to object, wouldn’t it seem like she was being way to fussy? They already saw her sketches before, so she couldn’t deny she was a good artist. But then what if the others thought it was her idea?

That she made Rosaniline chose this subject, and get told how selfish to have done so, a disappointing gaze from Bustier, a disapproving gaze from Adrien, she felt her chest tighten up again, oh god, she was overthinking again, why did she have to be like this?

“Hey- hey Mari, we don’t have to if you don’t want… I-er saw you liked videogames; we could always do it about that if you want?” But Mari felt so disappointed in herself, she was being so accommodating to her, why, why for her? She didn’t deserve this.

“B-But Marilee’s so good at drawing, she can really really really draw. I know you can do it.” Piper enthusiastically cheered, she would’ve smiled but couldn’t, not yet, she just had to think through it.

What could she do?

“Piper, not now” Rosaniline slightly scolded, she never liked doing it honestly, but besides her Mother she had the trademark glare that told her to pack it in.

Unfortunately, Piper never did look at her while she was in such an energetic mood.

What could she do?

“Rosalee she’s amazing, she’s the best in the world. Don’t do it about stupid video games.” She tried persuading her Sister to see some sense, in the short time that she had known Marilee, she was pretty much enarmed with her, she found another Sister that needed a confidence boost.

What. Could. She. Do!?

“Piper!- Look, sometimes not everyone wants to show their skills to other people, and we have to respect that, ok?” She crouched down to her level, kids felt less intimidated when you weren’t so tall, besides, Piper didn’t mean anything by it, she was always told to follow her heart, and if she was proud of something, she should show it off for the whole world to see.

What could-

Wait?

Could someone really be so accommodating? Could it really be true? Could all of this be true?

“Aww… Ok Rosalee, sorry Marilee” Piper hugged Marinette’s leg, and even though it felt like she was getting told off, she knew she wasn’t in real trouble.

Or was it a persona?

“I’ll do it.”

If this was a plan, a plan to make her do all the work, then she’ll go along with it. It felt so mean, so immature, so senseless that she still wasn’t trusting her, but she didn’t want to turn Rosaniline away without any evidence, besides, if this was all a trick, then surely it was better this way, she would’ve foreseen it and everything would go back to normal, she’d go off to join the class while she’d be alone once more, maybe they’ll have passing glances and memories of what could’ve been but she wouldn’t leave her here open and out to be in such a vulnerable position.

Not just for her, but for both, she didn’t know what would happen after another heartbreak.

“Huh?”

“I- I don’t mind if we do it about fashion, I mean, only if you want to, I don’t mind teaching you about it, I-I even had some books stored just for this, so I guess its lucky right” A nervous laughter evolved as she looked at anywhere but her.

However, the cherry haired girl wasn’t as convinced.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah, I guess little Piper just convinced me.” The little girl fist pumped to herself before running along back to her books before the bluenette felt soft hands on her shoulders.

“As long as you want to as well, I… Wouldn’t want to force you or anything” Quick, she had to ease the tension.

“-Psst- Don’t worry so much Rosaniline, c’mon I’ll see where I put those books, also how far do you wanna go back, if we go too far, we might not be able to cover everything. But if we go to a few years back our presentation would just be too small. Maybe we can just go halfway. That reminds me maybe we could have a physical element, I could throw together some pieces of old works together and show them of as we talk- or” Her shoulders were gently grabbed again as she looked at the close proximity she was in, it made her blush just a tad more than she thought she ever could.

“Maybe we could discuss that, over something to eat?” She quickly looked down and remembered the food on the ground, no doubt cold now. She felt guilt come in before seeing her passionate smile.

“Sorry, I just saw how passionate you were about this, I couldn’t bear to stop you, but then I got worried if you’d run out of air, Eheh. Think we can heat the food up?” She nodded, maybe it might be better to eat downstairs after all, now that Marinette knew what topic she- they were doing, they could crack on and complete it earlier than the deadline.

She’d have to get Rosaniline’s phone number of course, just in case they needed to discuss other things but that could wait.

Of course, it could wait.

She was just so happy in that moment, she- she may have really wanted to try and be her friend.

And maybe-

No- she just wanted to continue to be near her, to hold her hand when she’s upset, to help her when she’s had a bad day.

To be… Closer to her, to that warmth.

… Was it selfish of her to want to be near that warmth for longer?

***

Night had fallen upon Paris, but the lone girl on her balcony didn’t mind at all.

Ever since that day, a part of her wished something else would happen.

No- she didn’t want the hero to be hurt again, that’s by far too sadistic to even think about… But she was really excited by all of those events, when she was able to get a breather, there was a rush of adrenaline throwing through her veins, and even if she did want something else to happen, she’d prefer to be out here just to see if she could get a glimpse of the hero again.

It had been a week since it happened, and Marinette could only guess she must have been resting from her… Fight? Was that the right word? Oh well, she must’ve been resting since she hadn’t heard anything about her from the news for a while, she could only hope her wound would heal by professionals instead of her shoddy work. But- she had to realise that she had to hope for the hero’s survival.

For Soliane Rin’s survival.

… She may have read a bit more into her- but it was only out of curiosity, she wasn’t going to gain another obsessive crush over someone famous again, nope, nada, she wasn’t going to fall for those really amazing silver eyes the press had made sure to call grey, but she was sure they were silver.

Wait, no it wasn’t like she looked at them for particularly long or anything, she definitely didn’t get lost in them, she saw a poster of them! Ah- this wasn’t helping. She needed to change the subject immediately!

Clang.

She jumped up instantly, her commissions book that was resting on her lap was now flying through the air! Oh no, she was going to lose everything, crap! Her designs!

A figure, however, flew up to catch them before landing in front of the startled girl.

“I believe these books were trying to plan their escape from you mi Belle” It was her; it really was her! She was-

“You’re alright” Her happiness took over her before she could even register that she had leapt into the arms of the hero of Paris.

She was going to regret this so much.

With her cheeks rosying so much, she jumped back until she fell back onto her chair, apology after apology escaping the girl not daring to look at her face.

‘How embarrassing, how inappropriate, how childish. Why did she have to make a fool out of herself now? In front of the new hero no less? Again!’

“There’s no need for any embarrassment, I was unaware I’d caused you such panic over my recovery, if I’d known you were worried, I would’ve visited a lot sooner.” Ah- she was always so formal with her choice of words. It was great, she was great- wait what?

“But I- didn’t realise you’d wish to see me after my blunder from last time.” That made her perk up, what… What was she talking about?

Soliane’s gaze seemed to be fixated on the ground as she looked so- so frustrated with herself. Why?

“To have failed on the first day as a hero, to have troubled a civilian with help. I can’t thank you enough to have woken you at such a godly hour just for my sake” She bowed her head forward as Marinette couldn’t help but try to make her stop.

“It’s nothing really, I mean I’m sure anyone else would help out a hero like you. I-I mean maybe not everyone else since there are some bad people but I’m sure most will. Not that you don’t need it, I mean you do- don’t I- I’m sorry I’m rambling again” Soliane Rin didn’t appear to hear her as she carried on with her tirade.

“But to not even know who it was that harmed me. I-I don’t deserve to have my title as a hero.” Why? Why was she saying this? She- no she couldn’t be serious.

But that look made it all the more real, she’d seen it so much. Every time she ever looked in the mirror after crying for so long, regret, disappointment, anything and everything negative flashed through her mind and she could tell, see everything, all of it.

And knew it broke her, would break her.

Marinette knew she didn’t have any powers.

She couldn’t shoot lasers from her eyes.

She couldn’t fly.

She couldn’t control objects through her mind.

But- how Mother always said she had a talent for one thing.

Empathy.

She could be so understanding when her mind was so calm, when she wasn’t worrying about what others were thinking of her, when she could see, truly see inside their heart, all of their feelings out on display, and helping them, by being there for them.

For knowing exactly what to say…

It- may not always work, but no superhero comes out of every battle unscathed.

“Please stop” She looked up, but it was still such a pitying look. She could see through her smile, but it felt as if she wasn’t even trying to hide it, like there was no use concealing it.

“You can’t keep blaming yourself for a mistake like that, it’s not fair to you- or to me. Yes, I was scared when I saw you injured, but I’m so glad that you’re here now. You’re still standing. You still want to continue even when you were hurt. I’ve seen just how strong you are, how confident you can be when the world tried to throw its worse at you.” She stepped closer to her, having gotten up from her fallen position.

“So please don’t give up for one mistake,”

She stepped closer…

“Don’t give up when I know you have the strength in you to persist.” She wrapped her arms around her again, and this time she wasn’t so embarrassed about doing it.

She was crying…

She tried to use those words for someone else.

It hadn’t worked… So, she had to believe in anything and everything for it to succeed now, for her.

“You risk your life every day, and yet you never ask for anything. I want to thank you for all that you’ve done, on behalf of Paris, no, the whole world. You’re a real hero Soliane Rin. Please don’t doubt that.” She hugged a bit tighter; she hadn’t meant to get so emotional on her, but maybe that emotion wasn’t just for her.

It was silent.

Too silent.

Marinette had to hold her breath in anticipation, did- did she go too far? Did she overstep her boundaries again? Did she-

“Ah I see. Thank you, I-I mean, I appreciate your gratitude Marinette” When she looked back, she could see her cheeks were red, she could see her silver eyes look back at her before seeing her own cheeks reddening as well- wait, she was so close! Again!

She jumped back again, not falling this time, thanking the heavens that she wasn’t making a fool out herself as much as usual.

“I must commend your stubbornness my dear. I- I hadn’t imagined you’d have a positive opinion of me after that, I must apologise for making such a rash assumption about you, and for- eh snapping me out of that. I’m thankful to have met such a kind and respectable hero like you.” She bowed her head again as Marinette had to comprehend what had just happened.

It felt awkward, Soliane Rin was blushing a lot, Marinette was blushing like crazy as well.

“Me a hero, what no way. You’re just joking, don’t tell me you hit your head too?” She waved her hands in front of her. She recalled how clumsy she was, how often she’d trip on the stairs to Collège or even when she dropped her tray of pastries on the floor, that one was particularly embarrassing.

However, she was too late to see that Soliane had stopped her smile as Marinette began to panic again.

“No! I didn’t mean hit your head I meant did you crack it- no check it- no I mean, how can I ever be a hero to anything, I’m just me, Marinette. I don’t have any superpowers or anything I’m just an ordinary girl ehehehe” She felt her hand taken by the hero again, her heart stopping for a moment before jumping to x2, she couldn’t believe she was holding her hand again.

“Just because I wear a mask and costume doesn’t make me a hero. It’s my ideals and thoughts for the people. Marinette, you may not have powers, or a hero name. But you can be a hero still. After all, All that is needed for the prevail of malevolence is that individuals concede defeat.” Marinette was shocked, she just- wow, that was cool. And… So sweet. To say that, about anyone, about her. Even if she didn’t fully believe it at first, she’d be sure to keep those words very close to her heart.

The bluenette smiled back, before they both looked over her balcony and over Paris, they share a moment just looking out, the silence was comforting to them as some time passed.

There was a question that may have crossed her mind at one point, she felt guilty for taking so much time out of her day- night- schedule? Oh well, she had to ask just one little thing.

Marinette fiddling with her fingers, she took a deep breath.

“S-So do you have to do a patrol or-” Soliane looked up surprised before checking something around her wrist, she laughed nervously before turning back.

“Huh- oh yes, unfortunately I won’t be able to stay longer, however it would be even more unbefitting of me to avoid my job any further” She wanted to deny what she said was true, but saw her giggle so slightly, knowing it was a small joke, she lightened up as Soliane Rin bows again and flies off from her balcony railings bidding her adieu.

With her hand resting where her heart was beating, faster than usual, faster then whenever she was late for class. Faster than-

Oh no.

No no no! Not again, how did she not realise it sooner?

How!?

This familiar feeling.

Why did it come back?

And why did she want it to stay!?

***

I hope you enjoyed it.

Anyway, I’m willing to take a bunch off prompts for Rosann and Mari on date nights/doing couple things, whether you want some added salt from the class is up to each requester, I may turn a few away if I either feel uncomfortable or simply not able to write it, these prompts will come out randomly, I have no structure to anything. To submit, I’ll allow for the idea to be within any time frame, i.e. when they first meet, to being friends, to being a couple. I do love angst although I’ll be unsure how to make it work when it should be a ton off fluff stuff. If you have any questions don’t feel afraid to ask, I might have to clarify some points. I’ll be ordering the prompts, and stating when they come in the main story, what you would’ve need to have read before, if it contained any spoilers for certain chapters and any trigger warnings, although you may need to state what might be triggering as sometimes, I too get confused on what I need to state, if anyone can do that then that’s alright.)

Even though I like a Saltinette, sometimes I still wanna see a different perspective of her, an anxious, guilt-ridden, cautious, mess like this version. I just think it’ll be interesting to basically rewrite Marinette’s character. Instead of this sassy overconfident one in most fanfic’s I’ve now changed the status quo. Haha.

And I believe I’ve taken a somewhat realistic approach to Marinette trying to trust someone else, I didn’t want to just rush into it. However, I do think it’s a bit different with Soliane Rin because she is a hero, and I think Marinette could trust her a lot easier than Rosaniline.

Also did you know that Majestia’s quote was a straight rip off of Edmund Burke’s?

The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.

All that is necessary for the triumph of evil is that good people do nothing.

Yeah...

Cya next time.

Note: Please tell me if I should add anything else to the card, there will be one of these cards for all 15 chapters, however, because I have uni work all updates will be slower because I really need to focus on the uni stuff, then I might be able to upload quicker. They also may change in the future because I can never stop adding stuff.

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thefacelesswanderer · 7 years ago

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21.

In honor of my amazing collab with @triwizard-tardis, Molten Magic, I have updated that insane ship list I posted a year or two ago..... It got REALLY long, sorry!

21. Who do you ship?

Harry Potter:

Draco/ Harry

Draco/ Hermione (very rarely, but occasionally there’s a REALLY well-written fic)

Draco/ Ginny

Harry/ Hermione

Harry/ Ginny

Ron/ Luna

Ron/ Hermione

Krum/ Oliver Wood

Seamus/ Dean

Neville/ Luna

Neville/ Hermione (Only seen it once or twice, but it worked for some reason)

Blaise/ Draco

Draco/ Daphne Greengrass

Remus/ Sirius /James (Marauder era)

Remus/ Sirius (Marauder era and now)

James/ Sirius (Marauder era)

Remus/ Nymph

Blaise/ Pansy

James/ Lily (obvs)

Luna/ Ginny

Hermione/ Ginny

Fred/ George

Harry/ Draco/ Ron

Fred/ George/ Harry

Alice/ Frank Longbottom

Bellatrix/ Voldemort

Crossover with Harry Potter:

Harry/ Ed Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Harry/ WuFei Chang (Gundam Wing A/C)

Severus Snape/ Zechs Marquise (Gundam Wing A/C)

Harry/ Duo Maxwell (Gundam Wing A/C)

Hermione/ Duo Maxwell (Gundam Wing A/C)

Hermione/ WuFei Chang (Gundam Wing A/C)

Draco/ Duo Maxwell (Gundam Wing A/C)

Luna/ Stoll brothers (Percy Jackson)

Harry/ Edward Cullen (Twilight)

Draco/ Jacob (Twilight)

Hermione/ Prince Adam (Beauty and the Beast)

Ron/ Belle (Beauty and the Beast)

Gundam Wing A/C:

1x2x1 (Heero/ Duo)

3x4x3 (Trowa/ Quatre)

1x2x3 (Heero/ Duo/ Trowa)

3x2x3 (Trowa/ Duo)

2x5 (Duo/ WuFei)

5x6 (WuFei/ Zechs)

5x13 (WuFe/ Treize)

5x6x13 (WuFei/ Zechs/ Treize)

6x13 (Zechs/ Treize)

6x9 (Zechs/ Noine)

5xSally (WuFei/ Sally)

Dorothy/ Relena

1x2x3x4x5 (Heero/ Duo/ Trowa/ Quatre /WuFei)

6x1 (Zechs/ Heero)

9xSally (Noine/ Sally)

Fullmetal Alchemist:

Ed/ Winry

Ed/ Al (I’m shipping trash, I’m so sorry)

Roy/ Riza

Roy/ Ed

Ed/ Lust

Havoc/ Lust

Izumi/ Sid

Maes/ Gracia

Lin Yao/ Lan Fan

Al/ May Chang (panda midget princess)

Al/ Winry

Ed/ Rose

Ed/ Envy

Hoenheim/ Trisha

Ed/ Greedling (Greed and Lin once they’re combined)

Ed/ Lin

Crossover with Fullmetal Alchemist:

Ed/ WuFei (Gundam Wing A/C)

Avatar the Last Airbender:

Zuko/ Katara

Toph/ Aang

Suki/ Sokka

Sokka/ Yue

Mai/ Ty Lee

Pakku/ Gran Gran

Suki/ Katara

Azula/ that jackass from Ember Island (It’s Chen or something)

Azula/ Mai/ Ty Lee

Yue/ Jet

Azula/ Teo

Mai/ June

TyLee/ Haru

Marvel:

Steve/ Bucky

Steve/ Tony (bonus if Peter Parker is their kid)

Clint/ Natasha

Bruce/ Tony

Thor/ Jane

Loki/ Tony

Loki/ Thor

Sif/ Thor

Sif/ Jane

Darcy/ Maria Hill

Peggy/ Angie

Peggy/ Colleen

Steve/ Peggy

Tony/ Pepper

Peter/ Mary Jane

Peter/ Gwen Stacy

Peter/ Harry Osbourne

Steve/ Sam

DC:

Bruce/ Clark

Bruce/ Dick

Bruce/ Jason

Dick/ Wally

Dick/ Koriand'r (Starfire)

Dick/ Jason

Dick/ Damien

Dick/ Roy Harper

Dick/ Tim

Jason/ Tim

Jason/ Damien

Tim/ Kon-El

Cass/ Barbara

Cass/ Steph

Wally/ Artemis

Jaime/ Bart

Tim/ Kon/ Bart

Roy/ Jade (Chesire)

Roy/ Koriand'r/ Jason

Dinah Lance/ Oliver Queen

Dick/ Kaldur'ahm

Clark/ Lois Lane

Garr/ Raven (Beast Boy)

Kaldur’ahm/ Tulla

Bart/ Secret

Jason/ Roy

M'Gann/ La'gaan

Roy/ Wally

Bart/ Clarion (ICE CREAM– this is for you daveyjacobskemp)

Cassie/ Cissie

Anita/ Slobo

Zatana/ Dick

Musicals:

Jack/ Davey (Newsies)

Jack/ Davey/ Katherine (Newsies)

Sarah/ Katherine (Newsies)

Sarah/ Hannah (Newsies)

Katherine/ Hannah (Newsies)

Specs/ Romeo (Newsies)

Specs/ Race (Newsies)

Spot/ Race (Newsies)

Raoul/ Christine (Phantom of the Opera)

Christine/ Meg Giry (Phantom of the Opera)

Fantine/ Jean Valjean (Les Mis)

Enjolras/ Grantaire (Les Mis)

Marius/ Cosette (Les Mis)

Cosette/ Eponine (Les Mis)

Joly/ Musichetta/ Boussett (Les Mis)

Jean Valjean/ Javert (Les Mis)

Enjolras/ Courfeyrac (Les Mis)

Jehan/ Combeferre (Les Mis)

Bahorel/ Feuilly (Les Mis)

Fairy Tail:

Natsu/ Lucy

Gray/ Juvia

Erza/ Jellal

Gajeel/ Levi

Evergreen/ Elfman

Natsu/ Lisanna

Freid/ Evergreen

Freid/ Mirajane

Mirajane/ Reedus

Loki/ Lucy

Loki/ Aries

Bisca/ Alzack

Hetalia:

Austria/ Hungary

Austria/ Switzerland

Belarus/ Russia

Denmark/ Norway

France/ England

Germany/ Italy

Hong Kong/ Iceland

Poland/ Lithuania

Prussia/ Austria

Prussia/ Hungary

Prussia/ Canada

Russia/ China

Russia/ America

America/ Belarus

Sweden/ Finland

Asian orgy

Nordic orgy

France/ England/ America/ Canada

Spain/ Romano

ENGLAND/ AMERICA

Taiwan/ Japan

Rome/ Germania

Holy Roman Empire/ Italia

Switzerland/ Lichtenstein

France/ Scotland

Sealand/ Wy

World orgy

Lord of the Rings/ The Hobbit

Legolas/ Gimli

Frodo/ Sam

Merry/ Pippin

Tauriel/ Kili

Thorin/ Bilbo

Galadriel/ Gandalf

Galadriel/ Elrond

Aragorn/ Legolas

Aragorn/ Arwen

Merlin

Merlin/ Arthur

Arthur/ Gwen

Lancelot/ Gwen

Lancelot/ Gwaine

Gwaine/ Percival

Gwaine/ Elyan

Merlin/ Lancelot

Merlin/ Gwaine

Gwen/ Morgana

Morgana/ Mordred

Percy Jackson and the Olympians/ Heroes of Olympus:

Percy/ Annabeth

Jason/ Piper

Percy/ Nico

Jason/ Nico

Leo/ Calypso

Frank/ Hazel

Hannibal:

Hannibal/ Will (bonus if Abigail is their kid)

Jimmy Price/ Brian Zeller (Science Husbands)

Jack/ Bella aka the Crawfords

Rave Master:

Haru/ Elie

Musica/ Reina

Let/ Julia

Cattleya/ Shuda

Go/ Rosa

Range/ Sopra

Remi/ Musica

Musica/ Belnika

Sieg/ Elie

Jegan/ Janna

Clea Maltese/ Alpine Spaniel

Rise of the Guardians/ How to Train Your Dragon/ Tangled/ Brave/ Frozen:

Jack/ Hiccup

Jack/ Merida

Jack/ Rapunzel

Jack/ Elsa

Hiccup/ Rapunzel

Star Wars:

Han/ Leia

Luke/ Mara Jade

Padme/ Anakin

Obi Wan/ Dorme

Robin Hood BBC:

Robin/ Marian

Much/ Eve

Will/ Djaq

Yu-Gi-Oh:

Yugi/ Yami

Bakura/ Ryo

Kaiba/ Jonouchi

Marik/ Malik

Yami/ Bakura

Bakura/ Marik

YuYu Hakusho:

Yusuke/ Keiko

Yusuke/ Kurama

Yusuke/ Botan

Yusuke/ Kurama/ Hiei

Kurama/ Hiei

Kuwabara/ Yukina

Genkai/ Younger Toguro

Shizuru/ Sakyo

Shinobu/ Itsuki

Mukuro/ Hiei

Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir:

Marinette/ Adrien

Nino/ Alya

Alix/ Kim/ Max

Chloe/ Nathaniel

Chloe/ Sabrina

Juleka/ Rose

Ivan/ Mylene

Check Please!

Bitty/ Jack

Lardo/ Shitty

Holster/ Ransom (Bonus points if it’s the AU that must not be named)

Nursey/ Dex

Nursey/ Dex/ Chowder

Chowder/ Farmer

Questionable Content

Bubbles/ Faye

Martin/ Dora

Martin/ Claire

Faye/ Sven

Momo/ May

Tai/ Dora

Dale/ Marigold

Clinton/ Brun

Wilde Life

Oscar/ Lorelei

Oscar/ Sylvia

Eliza/ Darcy

Oscar/ Clifford (I’m trash, I’m well aware)

El Goonish Shive

Tedd/ Grace

Elliot/ Ashley

Nanase/ Ellen

Elliot/ Sarah

Catalina/ Rhoda

Disney/ Close to It:

Belle/ Adam (Beauty and the Beast)

LeFou/ Gaston (Beauty and the Beast) (Only really works if Gaston isn’t being a dick anymore)

Anya/ Dimitri (Anastasia)

Vlad/ Sophie (Anastasia)

Elsa/ Kristoff (Frozen)

Elsa/ Hans (Frozen)

Anna/ Kristoff (Frozen)

Ariel/ Eric (The Little Mermaid)

Cinderella/ Her Prince Charming (Cinderella) (Bonus points for genderbending)

Mulan/ Shang (Mulan) (Bonus points for transgender Mulan)

Rapunzel/ Flynn (Tangled)

Anime/ Manga:

Saitama/ Genos (One Punch Man)

Phoenix Wright/ Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney Phoenix Wright)

Victor/ Yuuri (Yuri on Ice)

Yurio/ Otabek (Yuri on Ice)

Yuuri/ Phichit (Yuri on Ice)

Todoroki/ Yaoyoruza (My Hero Academia)

Deku/ Uraraka (My Hero Academia)

Deku/ Bakugo (My Hero Academia)

Todoroki/ Deku (My Hero Academia)

Light/ L (Death Note)

Matt/ Mello (Death Note)

Dante/ Nero (Devil May Cry) (only cause of @triwizard-tardis)

Gon/ Killua (Hunter x Hunter)

Gon/ Kurapika (Hunter x Hunter)

Hisoka/ Leorio/ Gon (Hunter x Hunter) (Damn you amazing NSFW fanart)

Canary/ Killua (Hunter x Hunter)

InuYasha/ Kagome (InuYasha)

Miroku/ Sango (InuYasha)

Sesshomaru/ Rin (InuYasha) (aged up Rin)

Sesshomaru/ Kagome (InuYasha) (ONE good fic and fanart)

Tsuna/ Gokudera (Katekyo Hitman Reborn!)

Mukuro/ Chrome (Katekyo Hitman Reborn!)

Takeshi/ Gokudera (Katekyo Hitman Reborn!)

Tsuna/ Kyouko (Katekyo Hitman Reborn!)

Bulma/ Yamcha (Dragonball)

Bulma/ Vegeta (Dragonball Z and Z Kai)

Goku/ Krillin (Dragonball)

Goku/ Chichi (Dragonball)

Riku/ Sora (Kingdom Hearts)

Sora/ Kairi (Kingdom Hearts)

Axel/Roxas (Kingdom Hearts)

Ciel/Sebastian (Black Butler)

Ruby/Jaunne (RWBY)

Jaunne/ Pyrrha (RWBY)

Yang/Blake (RWBY)

Blake/ Weiss (RWBY)

Ruby/ Weiss (RWBY)

Ren/ Nora (RWBY)

Ozpin/ Glynda (RWBY)

Blake/ Sun (RWBY)

Soul/ Maka (Soul Eater)

Black Star/ Tsubaki (Soul Eater)

Death the Kid/ Patty/ Eliza (Soul Eater)

Stein/ Medusa (Soul Eater)

Maka/ Chrona (Soul Eater)

Stein/ Marie (Soul Eater)

Haruhi/ Tamaki (Ouran Highschool Host Club)

Tamaki/ Kyoya (Ouran Highschool Host Club)

Hikaru/ Kaoru (Ouran Highschool Host Club)

Mitsukuni/ Takashi (Ouran Highschool Host Club)

Haruhi/ Hikaru/ Kaoru (Ouran Highschool Host Club)

Ranma/ Akane (Ranma ½)

Mortal Instruments/ Infernal Devices

Clary/ Jace

Clary/ Simon

Simon/ Isabelle

Alec/Magnus

Jace/ Alec

Jocelyn/ Luke

Simon/ Maia

Tessa/ Will

Will/ Jem

Will/ Magnus

Sherlock BBC

Sherlock/ John

Sherlock/ Molly

Lestrade/ Mycroft

John/ Mary

Sherlock/ Irene

John/ Anthea

Mycroft/ Anthea

Teen Titans

Robin/ Starfire

Beast Boy/ Raven

Cyborg/ Bumblebee

Aqualad/ Terra

Beast Boy/ Terra

Twilight

Bella/ Edward

Alice/ Jasper

Rosalie/ Emmet

Carlisle/ Esme

Bella/ Jacob

Renesmee/ Jacob

Edward/ Jacob

Edward/ Bella/ Jacob

James/ Victoria

Quil/ Embry

Jacob/ Leah

Sam/ Emily

#time and time again it sings #I DID IT!#This thing went from 6 to 10 pages....#it's a monster #and I left off a few things that I knew I had ships for but couldn't remember what they were

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goth-albino-angel · 7 years ago

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@voidix My list of fave characters and fandoms is much longer than that of my friend @kd2900 and probably longer than my pup @kei-akatsuka, so I posted it here for you.

Gabrielle from Xena Warrior Princess Willow Rosenberg from Buffy the Vampire Slayer Moka Akashiya and Akua Shuzen from Rosario+Vampire Rias Gremory, Akeno Himejima, Koneko Toujou, and Rossweisse from High School DxD Saeko Busujima from Highschool of the Dead Abby Sciuto from NCIS Starfire, Raven and Argent from Teen Titans Animated Sam Manson, Ember McClain and Desiree from Danny Phantom DAPHNE FROM SCOOBY DOO Ms. Bellum from the Powerpuff Girls Original Series... and from Powerpuff Girls Z as well Cat Valentine from Victorious Evie, Mal, Freddy, and Uma from Disney's Descendants Seilah, Kyouka, Erza, Eileen, Kagera, Millianna, Lucy, Cana, and Minerva from Fairy Tail Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze, Sonata Dusk and Sunset Shimmer from MLP Equestria Girls Rarity and Princess Celestia from MLP (which I don't watch and usually don't really care for, but those are the character designs I've seen that I like the most) Cassandra the... thirteenth (?) from UBOS: Ultimate Book of Spells Petra Arkanian from the Ender's Game movie Mirei Shikishima and Meifon Sakura from Valkyrie Drive Mermaid Princess Ortfine Fredericka von Eylstadt (Fine for short) and Izetta the Red Witch from Izetta the Last Witch/Shuumatsu no Izetta Princess Bloom of Domino, Queen Marion of Domino, Princess Stella of Solaria, Musa, Princess Flora of Limphea and Princess Daphne of Domino from Winx Club Will, Irma, Taranee, and Elyon from W.I.T.C.H. Ruby Gloom from Ruby Gloom Sam from Totally Spies Silvermist, Fawn and Zarina from the Disney Fairies franchise Sarah Whitley from Horseland Dragon from Jane and the Dragon Hermione Granger, Bellatrix Lestrange, Fleur Delacour, Luna Lovegood, Nymphadora Tonks and Fenrir Greyback from Harry Potter Shego from Kim Possible Princess Nova from Buzz Lightyear of Star Command Lola from Zoey 101 Ryouko and Washu from Tenchi Muyo Torelei Stripe and Clawdeen Wolf from Monster High Lucy Westenra from Dracula (2013) Juleka from Miraculous Ladybug Scanty and Kneesocks from Panty and Stocking Abby Archer from Grossology Creepie Creecher from Growing Up Creepie Luka Megurine, IA, Cul, Mew, SeeU, and Lily from Vocaloid Caitlyn from Camp Rock Isabella from Phineas and Ferb Jasmine from the Nine Lives of Chloe King TV series KYOUKO KIRIGIRI, CELESTIA LUDENBERG, PRINCESS SONIA, SEIKO KIMURA, KOTOKO UTSUGI, JUNKO ENOSHIMA, AND MUKURO IKUBASA FROM THE DANGAN RONPA FRANCHISE Christina from the Divergent Movies Carmen Cortez from Spy Kids (those movies were a trip) Lavagirl from the Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl Maggie Lacivi from Ava's Demon Lillian from Go Get a Roomie Nanase from El Goonish Shive Anne Onymous from the Wotch Diana from Little Witch Academia Matska Belmonde and Carmilla Karnstein from Carmilla Wednesday Addams and Morticia Addams from the Addams Family Taranga Leela from Futurama Blake Belladonna, Weiss Schnee, Pyrrha Nikos, Velvet Scarlatina, Coco Adel, Cinder Fall, Neo Politan, Winter Schnee, Emerald Sustrai, Salem, Tyrian Callows, Ghira Belladonna, Nebula Violette, Octavia Ember, Kali Belladonna, and the Shopkeep from RWBY Nozomi Kaminashi, Mio Kusakai, Sayaka Miyata, Rin Rokudo, Kasane Aoba, Hanabi Kawai, Maya Sakashiro, Kyoko Shirayuki, Sanae Hououin, Hitomi Hokuto, and Midori Morimoto from Keijo!!!!!!!! Minerva Mink from Animaniacs (gods I miss that show) Katara and Mai from Avatar the Last Airbender (I”VE ONLY SEEN SEASON ONE OF KORRA, I’M SORRY!!!) Ruby Lucas and Regina Mills from Once Upon a Time (most everyone else can burn in hell for all I care...) Kasumi and Ayane from the Dead or Alive games Lightning Farron, Serah Farron, Oerba Dia Vanille, Oerba Yun Fang, and Lebreau from Final Fantasy XIII (it’s the only one I’ve played... I gotta find the rest of’em) Princess Fiona from Shrek Gabriella Montez, Kelsi Nielson and Taylor McKessie from High School Musical Mimi from Rent Lydia Deetz from Beetlejuice Juliet vanHeussen from Wizards of Waverly Place (among someone else) Sam Puckette from iCarly Widowmaker from Overwatch (cause purple, long hair, cool tattoo, french...) Homura Akemi and Kyoko Sakura from Puella Magi Madoka Magica Rocky from Shake It Up (Zendaya is bae) Blair from Soul Eater Captain Amelia from Treasure Planet Alice Cullen from Twilight. Just... Alice Cullen from Twilight. And maybe Leah Clearwater, Jane Volturi, and Bella Swan, but mostly Alice.

AND ALSO Selena Gomez's character in literally anything she's in. Mary from Another Cinderella Story, Grace from Monte Carlo, Carter from Princess Protection Program, Faith from Spring Breakers, that one daughter from Horton Hears a Who, Mikayla from Hannah Montana, Alex Russo from Wizards of Waverly Place, Herself from Sonny With a Chance... Selena Marie Gomez.

Alright, I hope that helped whatever you were getting a list for. I know it’s a lot, but I didn’t know how extensive a list you wanted and I tend to go a little overboard. Just let me know if you need me to go from a ten to a four and I’ll hold back next time. Love ya, lil sis!

#me #fandoms #characters #my faves #Angel has spoken #sorry it's so long #and probably not even complete yet...

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Alright, you've heard of "Royal Boyfriends", which I am glad to see people like, but may I propose a sequel. "Evil Girlfriends?"

Once again from your Disney AU, but this time with Juleka as Malificent and Rose as Queen Candy?

Got any headcanons and story?

Juleka was never really “evil,” just a girl who put her trust in the wrong people

Some jackass, (Canon Gabriel) befriended her, acted as a father figure, only to cut off her beautiful purple wings just so he could become king

It also stung that she wasn’t invited to his son’s Christening. Now that’s a bull move! Everyone was invited!

So, of course, she cursed the baby with eternal sleep if he pricked his finger on the needle of a spinning wheel when he turned sixteen

Because that’s how pissed she was at the king, don’t judge her

It doesn’t help Juleka feel justified when the baby is just so damn cute! He doesn’t even cry when she shows him her fangs

After the three good fairies brought Adrien to safety, Juleka had her brother Luka, a shapeshifter follow them in the form of a crow

He’s bitter about Gabriel, too

So now, they watch over Adrien when the fairies aren’t around. Then Adrien turns sixteen and it’s time to meet his fate

Figuring out a way to piss off Gabriel ever further, Juleka has Luka pose as the Princess fated to wake Adrien up with a kiss… And then shift back to himself right in front of Gabriel

So now, unfortunately for Gabriel, he’s in-laws with Juleka, and Adrien and Luka have biological kids because shapeshifters are intersex

Meanwhile in the future

Rose is the greatest racers of all time… In a video game.

She loves winning, beating the CPUs, and life couldn’t get any better… Until the dreaded year, 1985

New games came along, her console remained untouched, and she became insanely bitter, so much that she glitched into some modern games just to get noticed, breaking many video game laws and getting games unplugged

Soon, she found the most popular game to inhabit, Miraculous Rush, a racing game. She hacked the game’s system and took on a new identity as Princess Pigella (Alliteration)

No one remembers the game prior to her hacking it

She spends the rest of her days winning every single game using her own sequence of cheat codes

And, as a result of her hacking the system, she turned a previous character into a glitching outcast, Zoé

Anyway, a video game character (Ivan) travels into Miraculous Rush, meets Zoé, blah blah blah, helps her compete in a race, and she would’ve won if not for Princess Pigella sabotaging her with each lap, becoming more deranged as Zoé bests her

Oh, and earlier, Ivan accidentally led a parasitic antagonist from another game into Miraculous Rush, it laid eggs, merged their code with some of the code in Miraculous Rush, and now they’re running all over the game

Back to the present- One of the Parasites attacks Princess Pigella while she’s racing, and merges with her code while also exposing herself as Rose

Now, she would’ve taken over the entire gaming worked, killed Ivan, and destroyed Zoé’s code if not for some weird purple light pulling her and the rest of her minions into some weird technology-barren world

There, she meets the new Queen of what was once Gabriel’s kingdom, Juleka

Apparently, Juleka messed up a spell, and summoned Rose, so… Now she’s stuck there. Now that she minds since Juleka is pretty

Rose tells her everything there is to know about the future and Juleka’s excited to try out soda

Occasionally, they play darts using some of Gabriel’s portraits as target practice

Rose’s parasite minions listen to Juleka as much as they do to her, so she has the target Gabriel

Rose likes to decorate Juleka’a horns with any jewelry she can find

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #juleka couffaine #rose lavillant #lukadrien #maleficent #king candy #evil royal girlfriend #evil royal boyfriends au

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An akuma with reality powers, The Artist Family and the canon Art kids (maybe the other classmates too) meet each other

Their reaction? Chaos?

Another day, another Akuma for the Malevolent Miraculous team

This one is named Alterna, and they’re a scientist who got Akumatized because their alternate universe theory was rejected

They have the power to open portals to other dimensions

While fighting, Alterna grabbed Black Widower’s whip and used it to ensnare the team before flinging them into a portal

Once they land, they find themselves... In Paris? Only, something feels off, very off...

Since there doesn’t seem to be any danger, they detransform

They look around while getting weird looks from people. (Imagine the ‘Going into town’ scene form the Addams Family 2019 movie)

Nathaniel Artist: Everyone’s dressed so... Conformist. *Sees a magazine with Adrien on the cover* And what happened to Adrien’s new look?

Rose Artist: Is this one of the universes where his dad is a jerk?

Alix Artist scares off a few people by throwing a brick through a few car windows.

Marc Artist: Alix, don’t be rude. Let the others have their turns.

Manon approaches Marinette Artist and asks why she’s wearing dark colors

Marinette Artist: Manon, you know I despise all colors.

A few more minutes of walking, and they see Marinette Dupain-Cheng running to school

Marinette Artist: *Checks her watch* School has begun three minutes ago. She’s not very punctual, is she?

The Artist Family follow her to the alternate DuPont to see what’s going on, then they bump into Mme. Bustier, who was making her way to the teachers lounge.

Mme. Bustier: Marinette? But I just... I saw you, all of you in the classroom. And Marc, shouldn’t you also be in class?

The Artists rush to their respective classrooms and find their alternate sleeves, much to their shock

Nathaniel Kurtzberg: ... What the fuck?!

Nathaniel Artist: I could ask the same about your outfit. Must you insult my eyes with such a color combination?

Chloé: Ha! You just got burned by yourself, tomato head!

Marinette Artist: At least he doesn’t go out looking like a clown gave him a makeover.

Chloé: I’m telling daddy!

Marinette Artist: Yes, let your father get involved with petty teenage drama. That will get him more votes in the upcoming election. Now silence.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng: ... Thank you, me?

They explain what happened, (Leaving out the part about them being superheroes because this universe’s Lila will no doubt run her big mouth to Hawkmoth who they’re sure she’s working for), and the art club is not sure how to react

Alix Kudbel: So we’re basically the Addams Family?

Lila: Oh! You know, my great great grandfather actually inspired Chauncey Addams to create the Addams Family!

While the class eats it up, the art club and Artists just glare at her

Marinette Addams: It’s Charles Addams, idiot.

Lila: Oh, you guys hate me too? *Cue bitch crying*

Juleka Artist: *Waves a skull in front of Lila* Luxor, nexor, burst and burn!

Lila: What’s she doing?

Juleka Artist: Just a curse that will make your pants burst into flames every time you lie.

Lili: *Whining* Why are you all trying to hurt me?! I never lie! *Her pants bursts into flames and she runs out of the school before she’s left in only her underwear*

Alya: *To her Marinette* My sincerest apologies.

Suddenly, screams are heard, followed by Mme. Mendelive and her students running past the classroom. Marc Anciel and Artist walk into the classroom while being trailed by a clutter of spiders

Marc Artist: Well that was quite rude, wouldn’t you say?

Marc Anciel: In their defense, spiders are a little... Horripilante.

Nathaniel Artist just stands there, trying very hard not to kiss the alternate version of his boyfriend and wondering why his alternate self isn’t going kissing his Marc madly with passion

The Artists explain to the Art Club during lunch about their situation and tell them that they’re Miraculous holders in their world, much to Marinette’s shock since she’s never heard of the Malevolent Miraculous

The art club let their alternate selves stay with them until they can figure out a way to get back, but Nathaniel and Marc Artist insist that they stay together

Alix Kudbel and Artist volunteer to let them stay with them. (Cuz they ship ‘em!)

Marinette A is stunned to see her alternate parents, and when they welcome her with open arms since her own parents were always so distant.

Even when she shows her dark nature, they still treat her like family. She tries very hard not to show any emotion

When they’re alone, Tikki and Screech reveal themselves. Tikki explains that there are alternate realities with different Kwamis with similar powers to the Kwamis they’ve alternate versions of. Screech is her alternate self

Marinette A questions why Marinette DC’s Ladybug suit is so skintight and insists that she change her suit which Marinette DC doesn’t mind doing

Marinette A tells Marinette DC about her boyfriend, Damian, confusing DC a bit. What about Adrien?

Marinette A: Adrien wasn’t able to satisfy my needs. Yes, he’s quite attractive, but I needed someone who could keep up with me, worship me, be my love servant and follow me into the underworld.

Marinette DC: ... So who’s this Damian?

Nathaniel K insists that Nathaniel A spend some time away from his Marc so they can talk without them making out every five minutes

Nathaniel A: How is it that you have not gouged out your own eyes?! Your Marc is miles away from you, and you believe you have the right to live?!

Nathaniel K: ... We call each other.

Nathaniel K is starting to regret letting his alternate self live with him since he keeps starting fires! He had to hide all of the matches and anything flammable. And if that’s not bad, Chompp keep chewing on his sketchbooks

Once all of the fire causes were hidden, they bonded over their love for painting and sketching

Nathaniel K: So, your paintings are actually cursed?

Nathaniel A: Very much. One caused the mayor to stumble down the stairs and stay in intensive care.

Nathaniel K: *Thinking of all the ways he could torture Chloé and Lila with his art* ... Teach me.

Marc Anciel is trying not to scream every time one of Marc Artist’s spiders crawl on him, not wanting to seem rude

Marc Anciel: *Shudders* Oh, and that’s a black widow in my hair.

Marc Artist: They’re my favorite. It’s why I chose the name Black Widower.

To release some of the tension, Marc Anciel suggests they read each other’s writing... He will not be sleeping for a while after reading Marc’s Artist’s stories. He asks why his alternate self wrote eulogies for his Nathaniel

Marc Artist: I want others to know of the love we shared together before he’s put to rest. And who better to write my love’s eulogy than the one who knows him best? The one who has loved him, tangoed with him, stabbed his heart.

Marc Andiel ignores the last part and actually considers writing Nathaniel’s eulogy.

Alix K and Alix A are having an awesome time together

Alix A and Duuo throw grenades which Alix K dodges while skating until Alim tells them to do this away from the museum

They outrun the police, prank Kim by putting itching powder in the pool, and watch their Marcs and Nathaniels make out

It’s all fun and well until Alix A meets this universe’ Jalil. Her Jalil sold her out since there was a reward to turn her in, forcing her to run from the authorities and she’s never forgiven him

Jalil K assures her that he’d never do that and reminds her that family always comes first. Alix A is resisting the urge to cry and instead lights a firecracker in his jacket

Juleka A CANNOT stop staring at her alternate self’s Luka. She can actually see his face and body. And he can talk!

Luka: Hey, are Marinette and I a... Thing where you’re from?

Juleka A: She has two hands. Soon to be three when she takes Damian’s in marriage when they’re of age.

Juleka C and A bond over their love for the macabre and witch culture. She even teaches her a few spells to use against Chloé and Lila if she ever shows her face again

They work! Chloé broke out into a terrible rash, and all of Lila’s pants are on fire

Rabbid also may or may not have chewed up the rest of Lila’s clothes, forcing her to spend all of her money on new clothes

Rose A tries to get used to her alternate self’s love of bright colors and Disney movies, but it’s a struggle. So, she exposes her to the darker side of Disney.

Rose L is horrified but also a little excited.

They do a dark Disney marathon and watch all of the movies Disney tried to hide from audiences.

Rose A even changes up Rose L’s look so she looks like a badass punk Princess, which gives Juleka C a slight nosebleed

Rose L is still her bubbly self, but now also has a love for the darker things in life

The Artists stay in this universe for three more days, starting another goth trend in the alternate Paris by giving Adrien a makeover, introducing Marinette to Damian via pen pal program, teaching Nathaniel and Juleka how to curse their enemies, setting Lila’s clothes on fire a couple more times, introducing Marc to a more gothic style of or writing & Rose to a punk style of clothing, and teaching Alix all of the stunts she’s never even thought of doing that involve explosives

They also have a little fun with Nino and help him pursue his dream of traumatizing Gabriel Agreste

This involves chloroform, a coffin, and a walkee talkee. Gabriel is forced to listen to Nino’s voice for 12 whole hours, telling him to be a better dad to Adrien, fire Lila, and to give him $1000 dollars

Gabriel gives Adrien more freedom, fires Lila and burns all of the magazines with her face and name in them, and gives Nino $1000 dollars. Then he passes out

Nino: *Hugging the Artists* I... I love you guys so much. I don’t ever want you to leave. You have made me the happiest man alive!

Then Alterna shows up

Nino: NO! DON’T TAKE THEM! TAKE GABRIEL!

Adrien: Hey!

Nino: I’m just kidding... Not.

The Artists and Marinette transform. The Malevolent Miraculous team are shocked to see Chat Noir but are even more shocked when they immediately recognize him as Adrien

They’re able to defeat the Akuma even though Lila (Who’s being a brat because she got fired) keeps interfering by whining about her broken leg, this time in a skirt. (Loophole) And she keeps trying to snatch their Miraculous whenever she gets close to them

Jaws: *Uses power to make his teeth sharper* Keep crying and I’ll give you a real broken leg. *Lila shuts up and lets them work*

They defeat Alterna, and Ladybug and Nocturna use the Miracle/Malevolent cure to remove all of the portals opened by the Akuma and put people back in their respective dimensions

They start to disappear and head back to their dimension as the Bats and Ladybugs swarm around them

Nino: NO! TAKE ME WITH YOU! *They disappear* DAMNIT!

Alya: You have them. *Points to the Art Club*

Nino: Can they murder Gabriel or frame him for a crime?

Juleka: We can try. There’s six of us, one of him. Nathaniel and I now know how to curse people.

Nino: I’m in!

Alya: And while you go ruin Gabriel’s life, I’m gonna go kill Lila.

Back in the Artist’s Dimension!

Juleka Artist: Are we back? Is this our dimension?

Nino: Oh, thank God you’re back! Gabriel was starting to gain consciousness again and Adrien is becoming suspicious. I think he knows I’m keeping him in my basement.

Marinette Artist: *Sighs* Yep. This is our place.

#miraculous ladybug #marc x nathaniel #nathaniel kurtzberg #miraculous #marc anciel #akuma #au #marinette dupain cheng #alix kudbel #rose lavillant #juleka couffaine #the artist family #the addams family

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