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Doodle’s Anthology: Winter Things {2/3}

Hello my everyone, it’s time for part two of my newest series “Doodle’s Anthology”. I hope you enjoyed the first installment and if this is your first time encountering one of these posts. Welcome, I hope you enjoy the stories that I have written. This a small collection of stories that I had written under a similar theme.

This is the second installment and other parts links will be provided: Section 1. Section 2. Section 3.

I hope you enjoy what I had been working on. So let’s continue with the second story: Winter Wonderland.

Winter Wonderland

Theme: Winter Things

The moment she had stepped out of her home, the feeling of being transported to a winter wonderland had transcended. She knew what awaited her from peeking through the thinly frosted windows of her home. Although having the experience to step right into it was a different experience. Glacial winds blew through the snow blanketed Parisian city. Almost if this an attempt to create a secondary snowstorm. Despite the streets being scraped clean by the snow plows, the painted on winter landscape from the day before remained.

Winter for some seemed to be an annual burden to endure its given abrasiveness. For others it can be seen as a gift from nature, constantly displaying beauty since nature is always creating. An attribute Marinette Dupain-Cheng deeply appreciated while strolling down the shoveled sidewalk in downtown Paris with awe. Greatly contributing to her already existing excitement she brought into frosty Sunday afternoon. Naturally, she was dressed for the weather. The designer wore a cream white babydoll sweater, soft pink skinny jeans, tan snow boots with white faux fur around the collars.

Over the sweater was a jet black pea coat with light gray edges. A soft silky pink scarf with matching tassels wrapped around her neck. Black gloves covered her hands while her trademark pink purse hung across the designer’s body. A departure from its usual style, her hair was done in adorable twin fishtail braids covering her ears. She had donned a soft pink beret while carrying a large teal gift bag in her hands.

Her kwami popped her head out of the guardian’s purse wearing the winter apparel: a black dotted red sweater and a black hat knitted for her. “Wow, the city looks so pretty. It looks like a scene from one of those holiday movies.”

“I figured you would like it considering your reaction during this time last year, Tikki,” Marinette smiled while rounding the corner. “You were practically giddy to see wintertime in Paris.”

“How could I not be? That was the first time that I had seen snow in years. This year so far has been no different, it’s all still wonderful.”

“I’m glad that you kept your enthusiasm. There’s nothing wrong with that since I like winter too. I’m also glad that despite the storm yesterday the buses were still running or I would be meeting up with Luka today the less conventional way.”

“You would’ve got to still see him either way. Or that means all the humming you this morning would’ve been for nothing.”

“Hey,” the designer slightly blushed. “I was just in a good mood since Luka sent me a text confirming that he was back from his trip and our plans today haven’t changed. I was concerned about his flight being delayed.”

“It must be a bit of a tonal whiplash to spend the entire winter vacation in the Canary Islands only to return to Paris after the snowstorm. I hope that Luka and Juleka had a good time.”

“Me too. From the pictures that Juleka posted it seemed like it. The beaches looked gorgeous.”

“At least they’re back now. I know how much you missed them. Especially Luka over the holidays.”

“I did. To be honest, it felt weird not having him here. I guess because this was supposed to be our first Christmas together as a couple. We haven’t been together for long but it felt like someone was missing in my life.”

“Isn’t that a good thing? I thought humans have a saying: that distance makes the heart grow fonder. If you didn’t miss him at least a little bit then your feelings for him might’ve faded.”

“That’s a good point. It also means if he’s ever invited to leave the city again. I’m going to lock him in my bedroom.” Marinette said jokingly. “It wouldn’t be so bad he could have all the cookies and croissants he ever wanted.”

“Luka was hesitant about going just in case you needed help. He also wasn’t keen on missing out on your first Christmas together.”

“True, but I reminded him that this trip was a perfect opportunity to meet his dad’s side of the family. Especially since he and Juleka had been kept in the dark for so long. Besides what kind of person would I be to stop a chance like this for someone that I love. Too bad that I couldn’t accept Jagged’s invitation to go, you know for obvious reasons.”

The designer flashed a strained smile replaying the day in her mind when she learned about the trip. It was the first week of December when she had arrived at Liberty. She planned to show her recent designs for some Kitty Section merchandise to Luka and Juleka. To her surprise, Jagged and Penny were there. This led Luka to tell her about the trip his father had sprung on the family moments ago. Jagged had invited them to the annual trip with his side of the family over the holidays.

Traditionally, a warmer climate is often chosen to combat the winter blues. Due to their family situation had become more amicable over the past months. The rockstar wanted to bring his children to spend the holidays together. Even extending the invite to Ms. Couffaine. Out of kindness, he also extended to Marinette with all expenses paid, of course. Temptation stirred in her mind about the possibility of enlisting Alya in temporarily taking over her role. However, she declined the invitation leaving Jagged surprised.

But he understood after the designer mentioned plans with her own family. Her decision was not because of a lack of faith in her best friend. On the contrary, it did not seem fair unloading her daunting responsibilities to go on a luxury vacation with her boyfriend. Meanwhile, Alya would have to bear the weight of the world with Chat Noir. Marinette also remembered all the times she had gone beyond Paris’ inner city limits. Each time something went wrong, with all her new responsibilities she couldn’t let it happen again.

The designer did not have the luxury to jet off on a whim anymore. Although it did not mean Luka had to abstain from the same luxury. That was what she told him once they were able to be alone to talk. The musician understood her answer due to her knowing her secret. He did express concern with her being a few teammates short in case of Shadow Moth attacking. Along with the plans they were considering over winter break.

Marinette told him that she should not be the reason why he could not meet the other side of his family. Especially since he had those questions before they even met. She told him that everything including her will be fine and she will be waiting for him to return. However since the announcement of the trip there was a subtle but unnerving feeling that seemed to trail behind her. It seemed to even worsen after Luka left. Even though her days had been filled up with school, holiday celebrations, spending time with friends and some hero work. The feeling never seemed to fully subside, giving occasional pangs of guilt.

Tikki gave a sympathetic look before her eyes shifted to the side. “You’re not too cold are you? The outfit that Kaalki had picked out is warm enough, right?”

“I’m fine,” the designer smiled before checking the street sign she was about to pass, confirming they were getting close to her destination. “The outfit she picked out is pretty cute. If it wasn’t I wouldn’t be wearing it. But I was just surprised how quick she jumped at me last night when I mentioned about not being sure what to wear.”

“You haven’t been the first guardian that Kaalki had given fashion advice. Master Fu, he had gotten so many suggestions to spice up his wardrobe. It seemed that you were the first one to listen.”

“I mainly wanted to see what she would come up with. Especially with her talk I shouldn’t settle for less than what I truly deserve because of who I am. Has Kaalki always been like this?”

“I think some of the fashion reality shows she’s been watching during her screen time might be part of it. Although Kaalki has always been the type who believes no one should settle for less than what they deserve. That no one should hold themselves back. My guess is she’s trying to influence you to think the same about yourself.”

“That’s sometimes hard to do with the type of decisions that I have to make.”

“It also could be her way of saying thank you for all the gifts you made for everyone for Christmas,” Tikki patted her own sweater. “With helping out in her own way.”

“Speaking of gifts,” the designer gripped the blue gift bag in her hand. “Hopefully Luka likes the gift that I had made him. I wondered why he wanted me to meet him downtown instead of Liberty.”

“Well…” the kwami grinned while peering over the rim of the purse before tucking herself back inside. “Why don’t you just go over there and ask him?”

Marinette looked up, causing her gaze to fall onto the street across from her. In front of a frost covered iron gate stood Luka. Just like her, the musician was dressed for the weather. He was wearing a black puffer jacket, dark rinse blue jeans, black laced up insulated snow boots, black gloves and a black knitted hat covering up his blue hair. Her blue eyes instantly lit up, suddenly those days he had been gone now felt like years. Luka must’ve felt eyes on him because he slid his phone into his coat pocket before smiling and waving.

Without another thought, Marinette crossed the street with an excited dash. “Luka!”

Practically launching herself into his arms once the chance of reconnecting was gifted. Luka appeared equally happy as he swung her around into a warm embrace.

“Hi,” the designer squeaked with excitement, wrapping her arms around him after being put down.

“Hey,” the musician smiled while cupping her cheek.

Their eyes met before their lips tenderly touched each other eventually melting into a passionate kiss. Seconds later after their kiss had broken. Marinette held her boyfriend closer, a comfort that she had surely missed.

“I missed you so much,” she told him. “I’m so glad that you’re back.”

“I missed you too,” he told her. “It felt like forever not seeing you.”

“Same. So did everyone get back here okay? There was no problem because of yesterday’s storm, right?”

“Nope, we actually got right around the time it started snowing. What I mean by that is we were literally waiting for all our luggage when it started.”

“Wow, that was a close call. Any later your flight might’ve been canceled or delayed.”

“We have to thank Penny. She had been checking the weather throughout the vacation. Once Penny heard about the snow storm she got tickets for an earlier flight than what was originally planned. If she didn’t do that we probably would be arriving today at best.”

“Classic Penny, thinking ahead like the amazing person that she is.”

Luka nodded. “Agree, not trying to disrespect my dad anything. But after our trip it’s pretty clear who’s keeping track of everything in his life. She also was a big help with doing some translating by being multilingual. Along with my dad and a few other family members.”

“So how was the trip? Was it everything that you wanted?”

“It was great. Not only did I meet my dad’s side of the family. But turns out my dad has a brother and a sister. So I have an aunt and uncle.”

“Really? All the stuff that I read on Jagged when I first got into his music never mentioned siblings. In fact, I thought he had said that he was an only child because he’s one of a kind.”

“That’s what I thought too. It turns out my dad had only said that because they asked him not to mention them in interviews. Not due to them disapproving of his career but they did not want to be constantly harassed or approached in public due to their connection to him. Or people befriending them so he could do them favors.”

“Actually, that makes sense. Some people are willing to do anything for fifteen minutes of fame. I know better than anyone else about keeping important secrets.”

“True, that’s one of the reasons why I’m telling you. It definitely won’t spread with you. Their names are Lee and Katherine by the way. Turns out that I also have four cousins.”

“Whoa, are any of them around our age?”

“Well Selena and Maria are both twelve. While Josh is fourteen and Carly is sixteen.”

“Selena and Maria both are twelve? So that means they’re both twins?”

“Yep,” Luka smiled. “It turns out that twins are actually very common in our family. Selena and Maria were very sweet but mainly latched onto Jules since they’re interested in makeup like she is. They’re mainly wanting to turn thirteen so my Aunt Katherine and their dad, Uncle Charlie, are going to allow them to wear it more often. It seemed that Juleka was stunned to have two people paying so much attention to her. But it seemed by the end of the trip the three of them got really close.”

“Aww, what about Josh and Carly?”

“They’re pretty cool, we hung out a lot at the beach together, they’re pretty cool. They’re my Uncle Lee and Aunt Renee’s kids. I did get around writing a few songs for Kitty Section. My dad even helped out with a few of them.”

“That’s great.”

“Those aren’t the only good things that happened. I also met my grandparents: Grandpa Tyler and Grandma Sophie. But get this, during the whole trip my parents did not fight once.”

“Wow, not to be too blunt but it really does sound like a Christmas miracle.”

“You’re not wrong, I know that they’re never going to get back together. But it seems now they can be in the same room without biting each other’s heads off. I’m grateful for that, for it seems that all the big life changing secrets are now out in the open. I finally got to know the other side of my family. I just wished it happened sooner.”

“Well it’s better late than never. I’m glad that you finally met your family. It’s great that you got to know more about where you came from.”

“So is there anything else that you want to know about?”

“Well…just one little thing.”

“What’s that?”

She gently pulled away from him before gesturing at the frost covered gate. “What’s the deal with us meeting here? Usually we hang out at either Liberty or my place. Is there something you want to tell me?”

Luka smirked. “I was wondering when you were going to bring that up.”

“I knew it!” the designer declared. “What are you up to?”

The musician extended out his hand. “It’s a surprise. Just take my hand.”

Their fingers became intertwined as Luka guided her through the frosted gate. After a few footsteps there was the sound of snow crunching underneath their feet. The designer looked around, observing the scenery that surrounded them. It seemed that they were in a snow covered field with a few trees. In the distance, from what she could make out was a house but it looked like a speck from where they were standing. It looked nice but wasn’t very remarkable.

“Hold on tight,” Luka instructed, while continuing to guide her. “It’s a bit of a walk.”

“So this surprise, it’s something you couldn’t do or bring on Liberty?”

questioned the designer while tightly gripping the gift bag in her free hand as the couple continued their pursuit.

“Not unless you want it to capsize,” the musician told her.

“It’s big isn’t it?” she squealed. “Okay I just got even more enthusiastic, and with you coming back. I did not think that was possible.”

“Maybe I should turn around,” Luka teased. “The last thing that I want is for you to do is kneel over.”

“Don’t you dare,” she told him. “You can’t make statements like you did and not follow through when you can. Is it possible that I can get a hint?”

“Alright, one won’t hurt. It’s based on something that we talked about before I left.”

“Before you left…but we talked at least every other day. That really doesn’t narrow anything down.”

“I guess you have to wait a bit longer. Don’t worry, it’s not that far. So what about you? Did anything exciting happen to you when I was gone?”

“I got a commission.”

“You did?” Luka smiled.

“Yeah, it’s supposed to be a custom sweet sixteen party dress for a girl named Ashley,” she explained. “She contacted me about through my fashion blog that Alya had me make a while back. Ashley won’t need the dress until late May. So I have at least four months to do it.”

“That’s awesome, I’m happy for you. How was Adrien’s Christmas Eve party?”

“It was fun. Turns out Rose was my secret Santa. She got me this big box of different colored thread and a bag of chocolate truffles. It is probably the best thing she could’ve gotten me with the twenty euros spending limit. I’ll definitely use it for the commission. There was even a spool of rainbow thread.”

“Did Sabrina like my secret Santa gift?”

“Yeah, she was wearing one of the headbands that you got her when she came over to work on her Ladybug cosplay on Friday. There’s a thank you card in your gift bag from her. She gave it to me since she knew I was going to see you today.”

“I thought that there were plans about taking the kids to the Winter Festival yesterday. How did that pan out?”

“It got rescheduled because of the snow. So Nino, Alya and I are going to take Manon, Ella, Etta and Chris next Saturday. The girls did play in the snow yesterday and made some snow angels. It was pretty cute-“

Suddenly she could feel Luka stop himself almost if he had planted feet in the snow, he was smiling. The designer’s eyes wander upwards, breaking her gaze with him before letting go of his hand. Suddenly she became entranced in awe and wintery beauty. Stretched beyond her were blankets of pillowy snow surrounding a large outdoor rink with a ring of white wooden fencing leaving enough space for people to get in and out of the rink. A snow path was dug out leading toward the rink.

There were a few wooden benches scattered throughout the area. One bench close to the rink that had caught her attention had a small pink gift bag, a small black portable phone speaker and two pairs of ice skates. Above the rink hung multiple snowflake lights arranged similar to a canopy that was fastened at the ends of the rink. Enclosed by nature, the perimeter was lined with trees draped with icicles and snow. Several feet away from the rink was a small gazebo methodically wrapped with light string lights.

Meanwhile snow dusted roses that framed the bottom. The atmosphere felt secluded but mystical. It felt she had been truly transported to winter wonderland.

“Is this for us?” Marinette her gaze returned to Luka’s eyes.

“Surprise,” he told her. “At least it’s one of them. Do you like it?”

“Like it? This place is beautiful. What gave you this idea?”

“Remember my hint? It was based on something that we talked about before I left. You mentioned back in October that you wanted us to go ice skating when it got colder. Just the two of us.”

“That was months ago. You remembered that?”

“Of course, why wouldn’t I?”

“Thank you,” she embraced him once more. “This is so pretty. Did you set all this up yourself? That must’ve taken a while.”

“Actually I had some help,” he told her before starting to wave. “Jaden over here!”

The designer turned, letting go to see a boy around their age approaching them. He had umber skin, a reddish brown, chestnut brown eyes and black braided mid length hair. Styled in a side swept undercut. He was wearing a green puffer jacket with a gray fur lined hood, black denim jeans, gray gloves and gray lace snow boots.

“Hey,” he greeted them. “Luka, I secured the circuit breaker. So the lights shouldn’t be flickering like it did before. Everything should be fine.”

“Thanks Jaden,” said the musician. “This is Marinette.”

“So, you’re the amazing Marinette that I had heard so much about,” Jaden had a friendly smile on his face. He extended his hand towards her. “It’s nice to finally meet you, I’m Jaden Allard.”

“Nice to meet you, Jaden,” the designer shook his hand. “So you heard things about me? Only good things I hope.”

“Well it was from your boyfriend so you can imagine,” he told her. “So if there was any bad thing he said. I wasn’t around to hear it.”

“Something that never happened,” Luka interjected. “He’s just messing around.”

“Well..of course I am. I wasn’t crowned Mr. Hooper’s class’ comedian because I didn’t mess around once in a while,” he reminded him. “Remember, I won the title after being the only one able to crack a smile on his face. After the whole class thought that his frown was stapled on.”

“So you two went to school together?” Marinette questioned.

“We did, last year before Luka had transferred schools. We actually haven’t been in touch until over a month ago,” the comedian explained. “I needed his help with writing a song for my girlfriend Kira for her birthday. Her birthday was on New Year’s Eve and she was hosting a birthday party that night. However, I ran into a serious problem.”

“What was that?” she asked him.

“I had never written a song before. I can sing because I have been in my church’s choir since I was a kid. But writing music and lyrics from scratch was a major roadblock,” he explained. “Luckily, I had Luka’s number when we did a group project together and he agreed to do it. It was better to have someone more experienced in this area than doing it solo.”

“Did Kira like the song?” Luka asked.

“She loved it. Since I had clued in her mom and dad they had set up everything for me to perform at the party, including the music that we recorded,” the comedian told him. “Kira said it reminded her of her favorite scene in the movie, Love Letters From Juliet. After how well it turned out it gave me even more reason to follow through with our deal.”

“Deal?” the designer raised an eyebrow. “What deal?”

Jaden looked over towards Luka. “You haven’t told her?”

“I was going to tell her,” the musician told her. “As a trade off for working on the song. Jaden is letting us skate on his family’s property.”

“It’s no big deal we had done stuff like this all the time here,” Jaden told her. “Birthday parties and a few family weddings. Last year, I invited my class here for an ice skating party.”

“So the deal is if you help me do something for my girlfriend then I do the same for you?” Marinette asked.

“It sounds pretty simple when you put it that way,” the comedian admitted. “While still true, I think it’s a noble cause. Well should get going so you can have some privacy. I’ll be in the house down the way. If you need me for anything just call me.”

“Thanks Jaden for everything,” Luka waved.

“No problem, I hope you two have a nice time,” he began to walk off towards his new destination. “Nice meeting you, Marinette.”

“Nice meeting you too,” Marinette called back.

“So, what do you want to do first?” asked the musician. “Do you want to skate or exchange gifts first?”

“I thought the rink was my gift?”

“It’s a two parter, so this way we could have something to do today. So what’s your choice?”

After a bit of thought, the designer replied holding up the large blue gift bag in her hand. “Gifts, you’re not the only one with a surprise.”

Luka strolled over to the nearby bench picking up the pink gift bag before giving it to her. Marinette placed the gift bag down and removed out the white sparkly tissue paper before feeling something wooden hit her fingers. She pulled a small wooden box that fit right in the palm in her hand. It was painted light pink with white flowers attached to long thin light brown branches on the lid. On the side was an attached small silver wind up crank.

“It’s a box,” she looked up curiously.

“It’s not just a box,” the musician told her. “Open it.”

The designer did what she was told. Once the box was opened a familiar sweet melodic tune was released. The tune was uplifting, sweet and melodic all at the same time. She looked inside the box to see a small metal ticked rotating cylinder and metal strips arranged like a comb.

It was a music box.

Marinette gasped. “Is this tune what I think it is?”

“It’s your melody that you ask me to play from time to time,” he told her. “I figured this way you can carry it wherever. This way you always have a reminder of who you are no matter where you go.”

“Did you make this?”

“Yeah, there’s a couple videos on YouTube on how to do it. It did take a couple tries but I finally got it right on the tenth. Do you like it?”

“I love it. This is so sweet,” she shut the box, placing it back in the bag before placing it back on the bench. “I guess we were on the same wavelength when it comes to gifts.”

She picked back up the blue bag and handed it to Luka. He took out the blue tissue paper peeking out of the bag. After the paper he pulled out a distressed faux leather jacket. It was a shade of midnight black with small black beaded chains that hung off the shoulders. Each cuff of the jacket had a square metal stud on the end. The inside had a black checkered fabric lining. The jacket collar had a Jagged Stone logo pin and a teal snake symbol pin attached.

The back had a large square patch with a white background. On the patch was an illustration of Luka’s Kitty Section mask with the band’s name underneath in dynamic font.

The musician’s whole face completely brightened. “Whoa, this looks like the jacket that my dad promised me from his closet. Until we found out Fang had been secretly using it as a chew toy.”

“Surprise!” Marinette flashed a set of jazz hands for emphasis. “When you told me what happened to the jacket. I called your dad to see if I could do a patch job on it. But when he sent me the pictures. It was clear to anyone that it was damaged beyond repair. So I asked him to use it for scraps to make you a new one for your Christmas present. He also gave me money for the supplies.”

“Wait, is that the reason why you wanted to put off the gift exchange until I came back?”

“Yeah when I originally started the project I assumed that I would meet up with you on Christmas day. But when the trip date was announced there was no way I could’ve pulled it off. Unless, I dropped everything and worked nonstop. I did modernize the design since Jagged originally got the jacket in his twenties. It’s also more suited to your style since it is not super flashy like your dad’s.”

“And the Kitty Section patch?”

“I thought that would be a great personal touch for you. You know a mix between the old and new. I was able to save the lining, bit of the sleeves and the collar. So it’s not completely lost as a piece of family history. If I remember correctly your dad wore it on one of his album covers. Maybe you can do something similar someday.”

Before another word could be spoken Luka wrapped his arms once more pulling her into a hug. “Thank you. Even after all this time you still managed to surprise me.”

“That’s usually half of the fun, especially when giving a gift to someone that I love,” she told him.

“I love you too,” the musician brushed her bangs back, kissing her on the forehead. “Are you ready to skate?”

“Definitely,” she smiled.

“You sure?” he teased. “You’re not hiding anything else from me are you?”

It was a joke and she knew that. But her face couldn’t help itself from twisting into an admission of guilt.

“Wait, what’s wrong?” the musician realized he had struck a chord.

“It’s nothing,” the designer shook her head before taking his hand. “Everything is fine. Let’s go. The last thing we should do is waste this beautiful scenery.”

However, Luka did not budge. “It doesn’t look that way. Come on Marinette, I know that face. There’s something wrong, isn’t there?”

Her eyes shifted to the side, avoiding his gaze. Until she realized that it would be pointless to stall. She knew Luka was one of the few people who could always tell there was more underneath the surface with her. Simple platitudes didn’t work on him like the others.

“Yeah,” she sighed. “I didn’t want to say it before but I guess there’s no point hiding it anymore. Especially when everything is all over now.”

Marinette led him towards the bench to sit putting down the gifts and speaker while pushing them to the side.

“So, what’s going on, Marinette?” the musician questioned.

The designer stared at him, almost as if she was struggling with how to phrase it. “Well… I should be honest…it’s just I regret not going on the trip with you. I know that I said that I would be fine. I have been feeling like this for a while but it wasn’t really until you left that I truly have been kicking myself for missing out.”

“So is that it?” Luka started to tap his fingers on his lap.

“I just feel like I’m being so selfish, with everything that’s been going on with the city and Shadow Moth. Even though things had gotten worse in these couple months. I wanted to leave at the first opportunity I got. When you were away I kept thinking how great it would be to spend time with you. Without needing to rush off in the middle of a movie or a meal. To be in a place where I saw someone irritated. I wouldn’t have to worry about possibly fighting them later. I could assume they’re having a bad day and wish them the best.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

“Even though misery loves company, I didn’t want to become a burden. Especially after reassuring over and over you that I would be alright. You looked so happy to meet your dad’s side of the family. Something that you wanted to do before we even met. The last thing I wanted to do is make this amazing opportunity for you all about me and my feelings. But I guess I need to work on my acting skills because I couldn’t keep a straight face after being asked a simple question.”

“It’s okay, Marinette,” the musician wrapped his arm around her.

“Today was supposed to be a great day since you’re back. But here we are, talking about this. I’m sorry, the last thing that I wanted to be was selfish or a burden on this special day.”

“You’re not selfish or a burden. If anyone deserves a break in this city you would be top of the list. And if someone dares to suggest otherwise they would have to answer me.”

“Luka.”

“It’s true. You protect the city nearly everyday, even when it’s an inconvenience. Instead of leaving the city defenseless you stayed against your own desires. You swallowed your feelings, something that I don’t recommend in the long term because it eventually disrupts your inner melody. How could you call any of that selfish?”

“I don’t know,” the designer admitted. “It just feels like I have to do this all with a smile on my face. I was given an opportunity of a lifetime to be one of Paris’ protectors. To be a role model, I have seen kids dress up as Chat Noir and Ladybug. How could I be one of the city’s guardian angels if I wanted to leave?”

“It’s because you’re a person, not some standard that needs to be upheld. You are Marinette, a person with thoughts, feelings and desires. You inspire others but that doesn’t mean you have to hide your feelings about wanting a break.”

“You would think that I would know that by now. It’s just been a hard habit to break. I had gotten used to hiding all my feelings about being Ladybug from everyone. Until recently I didn’t have anyone who knew the whole truth about both sides of my life. Sometimes it feels like I’m better off being like that for the sake of everyone else. Or just push down my feelings to be more like Ladybug as from the outside it looks like she has it all put together.”

“You shouldn’t lose yourself for the sake of everyone else. But I also get it. From all those times I had been Viperion. The things I had seen while using second chance,” the musician recoiled slightly. “Let’s just say I really get how stressful being a hero can be. And I’m not needed all the time like you. But maybe there’s a way to help you remember who you really are when you feel like this?”

“Really how?”

“It’s probably won’t not much since it won’t solve all your problems. And I know we still need Ladybug,” Luka admitted as he reached over and pulled out the music box from the pink gift bag. Before placing it back into her hands. “But I made this for you Marinette, not Ladybug with the melody that I heard from your heart. It could be a reminder when you listen to it when you feel unsure of who you really are.”

“It’s definitely worth a try.”

“You also need to remember that you’re not a burden. In my eyes, you’re the strongest, good hearted person that I have ever met. But you have to be honest with others about what you need. No one deserves to keep that all bottled up. People like me, the ones who love you won’t purposefully make you feel like a burden for just asking. You need to be honest with us but most importantly honest with yourself.”

“You’re right if I was at least honest with myself. I wouldn’t have felt this way all this time,” Marinette wrapped her arms around her boyfriend, feeling much better than all the days before. “Thanks Luka, one thing that I know for sure that I’m lucky to have someone like you, so compassionate and kind.”

“It’s no problem. What’s the point of knowing the truth if I can’t help?” he told her. “So, are you ready to go skating together?”

“Yeah,” she smiled. “I think that’s exactly what I need.”

Moments later the two of them stepped into the ice rink donning their stakes. The sound of harmonious romantic guitar music filled the air from the black phone speaker from the bench. Hand in hand, the couple eased into circling around the perimeter. Gradually embracing each other once more like they were dancing together. Before sealing this experience with a kiss.

The End.

Thanks for reading! 😊

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I hope you enjoy this part. Anyone who knows me is aware that I have a soft spot for this couple. Especially since they didn’t have much official time as a couple. Pretty much a cameo in the NY special and one episode. They really didn’t have a chance did they? Nevertheless, these two together will live on in fan content. To be honest this one was the most time consuming not just because of length but also my love-hate relationship with romance.

I don’t hate romance. In fact, I’m usually the first person to yell “kiss” at the screen. This is also one of the reasons I watch movies at home. However, when it comes to writing it I’m always afraid about it coming out way too cheesy. Now a little cheese isn’t so bad but there’s my concern about taking it too far. The simple answer is to stop but at the same time when I finally get it. It’s a good feeling. So this is one of my personal conundrums.

Since this isn’t the final part, will keep the closing statement brief and link to the next part here: Section 3. For anyone who wants continue with the next story. The closing song will be on the last part. Including an author note so I won’t need to repeat it three times.

This story is also available on Wattpad.

If you made it this far thank you again for reading.

[doodlegirl12345]

I love this so much. 💕

Marinette occasionally draws on Luka’s arm when they’re just hanging out and Luka jokes about never wanting to wash them off. One day Marinette is surprised that her drawing from a few days prior is still there and the area looks irritated. He reveals he got it tattooed.

[ramen8008]

"If two people say friends after breaking up it either means they are still in love or they were never in love to begin with."

Luknette 😭

I love luknette but not as a ship but I love their friendship and I wish we could see it more

[the-worlds-my-chessboard]

LoveEater

Hey guys can we please talk about how calm (calmer than usual) Marinette is with Adrien? How she’s just tired and done with these feels she has for him? We literally see this young woman who had her heart on her sleeve, tripping over her words, stumbling and stammering when Adrien was in eye sight turn into this soft spoken and hesitant being. She met his eyes, spoke evenly, didn’t freak out when their hands touched, and even tried to not spend more time with him. It was sad and painful honestly. She’s so in love with Adrien but its fully settled into her bones that this sweet guy feels nothing romantic towards her and she needs to step aside to root for her friend who he does have feelings for. It hurts to watch because honestly that was the most real thing about that episode right along side her break down in front of Luka.

[womeedoodles]

Theories of MLB Final Part 1 (Mistake Love)

Ok ok ok! Miraculous Ladybug is a WHOA! Many tears, laugher, heartbreaks, and mostly the frustration of the lovesqaure XD. But since the recent episode cause a MAJOR heart ache, I feel like the episode gave a few clues (even though Cat Blanc and Félix haven’t air yet 🙃🙃)

BUT ANYWAYS!

Here’s my thoughts...

In the beginning of the episode Marrinette starts talking, “Experiencing loss is a part of life, some people lose their first love, some lose the harmony in their relationship, some people lose hope, others lose patiences.” She basically explain this whole situation that is going in this very episode “Loveater.” All these people are going through their own love situation.

Master Fu losing his first love

Major Bourgeois and Mrs. Bourgeois are losing the balance on their relationship.

Chloe losing her hope in Ladybug

AND FINALLY!! DUH! DUH! DUUUH! The famous Cat Noir giving up on Ladybug.

When CatNoir says to Ladybug about having a “girlfriend” he tried to make her jealous but it didn’t work, therefore he leaves saying it hurts. But looking at Ladybug she too looks hurt, because of her love interest “perfect” Adrien Agreste. She too is hurt because Adrien doesn’t like her back. This is where the it gets complicated.

Now cut to them both looking at their love interest on their phone. UP POPS THEIR OTHER interest....HA WHAT A COINCIDENCE!!! Marinette sees Luka’s message, meanwhile Adrien gets a photo of both Marinette and Kagami. Now the question is who is he looking at?? Both? Marinette? Kagami? Too be honest I don’t know either BUT! The photo could be either two ways....

Ladybug/ Marinetter or Kagami

He doesn’t know Marinette is Ladybug, but is the viewers know. So the photo is showing he’s fighting between his lady or Kagami, or in his eyes (LOOK AT MY FRIENDS!!) As the shot switches to a photo of him and Kagami, so I feel like it’s saying he’s gonna try for Kagami! But also if you notice his eyes shifts to the left, where Marinette is...or maybe he’s looking at the heart button XD WE DON’T KNOW!!

Alright! Now look when Adrien, Kagami, and Marinette are all hanging out. They are having fun! All three of them are enjoying their freedom! (Especially Adrien and Kagami) Now Marinette...HER HAIR GOES DOWN! Let’s looks at Adrien’s face. It’s a genuine surprise look! He’s like “Wow I never seen your hair down before!” To Him staring at her dreamy with her hair down with Kagami. “Your hair looks beautiful.” There is something going on right here. It could be that Adrien does have hidden feelings for Marinette, it’s just that well...HAS NO BRAIN CELLS!🤣🤣 Ok no we will discuss that later.

Now another part of this is the important ANDRÉ! If you know André, he is basically the ice cream that goes around Paris selling ice cream, but people say his ice cream brings love to the perfect match! These three approach him and he says this...

Adrien and Kagami = “Orange and Peppermint, a perfect pairing that’s always a success. Nothing can turn into a mess.”

Adrien and Marinette = “ BlackBerry and Peppermint, an explosive mix that’s a fact, but oftentimes its the opposites that attracts. “

Now listening to these two lines really confused me but then again I got something strange from it.

First looking at our “perfect” match Adrien and Kagami, for me that’s too perfect. There is no such thing as a perfect couple. The “perfect” or should I say realistic couple is when two work well together, They understand each other, and most importantly fight with each other. The more arguments, the more you see the person and understand them. That is how teamwork comes on. Adrien and Kagami are just friends who do fencing together, and they are living in space with no freedom. That is why they look at each other for help and comfort. Yes they understand each other in that level, but do they work well together?

MEANWHILE....Adrien and Marinette! Their alter ego Cat Noir and Ladybug. They fight, work together, and that brings them into a deep trust. It’s important to have these types of things in a relationship. That way it brings the bond closer. And opposites attract like what André says. Obviously Adrien is the peppermint and Marinette is the blueberry. OPPOSITES ATTRACT! An explosive mix! This tells you something. The unexpected and unknown. They just don’t know because love comes in full of surprises! It could mean Adrien and Marinette will have a surprise in the love they have for each other. That’s why we love André.

This whole episode was a rollercoaster, but there was this one scene that caught me the most! And nooooo it’s not the ALMOST KISS FROM ADRIEN AND KAGAMI and LUKA HUGGING CRYING MARINETTE (Which I’m sure a lot of us were heart broken)

It was this scene 

My man André again! But this scene really stand out for me. So in this shot we see André looking over at Adrien and Kagami “kiss”, but look at his position and cart. He can be thinking about two things...

Happy that he got the “perfect” match

OR

Upset that he got the Wrong match!

I feel like André is upset that he got the wrong match. Why you ask? The cart’s top. The ice cream that has the colors of Ladybug. André plays his role of been the matchmaker and believes that love can be shared through ice cream. But now looking at this, maybe he thinks he doesn’t have the right match?!?!? We don’t know. But when the three kidos go to André, André was worried about our dear Marinette for choosing Adrien with Kagami. He KNOWS! He knows she loves Adrien, but she believes that the mix of her and Adrien isn’t a good mix. NEVER JUDGE ITS COVER DAMN IT!!! 

NOW FINALLY! The big fish....this ship war dear god...

Now looking at Adrien and Marinette. They both got their heart broken by the person they love. Now how do they heal that broken heart??? Finding another person to heal that heart.

TADA THAT’S WHEN KAGAMI AND LUKA STEP IN!!!

These two are going to “heal” that broken heart and give them the comfort they want. The LOVE THEY WANT! THE ROMANTIC LOVE THEY CRAVE!!! 

But overall what is the purpose of Luka and Kagami. Well it’s kind of obvious...TO BREAK THE LOVE SQAURE AWAY!!! MWAHAHAH....No...

These characters are going to help these blind full love birds. People say “Adrien is so stupid!” “Marinette is so blind!”  Um yea...their like 15 years old....

Maturely is what they need. Growth. Their young! Of course their gonna act like this! But with the help of Kagami and Luka, they are going to help our characters to grow and then in the end Adrien and Marinette will finally break that wall between them (hehe...get it...wall between us...)

But hey this is my thoughts XD and how MatPat would say...It’s just a theory ;)

[doodlegirl12345]

Doodle’s Short Stories: La Vie En Rose

Sometimes when in doubt, bring back something old with a new twist. Hello my everyone, I’m back with a new entry of stories. This time with will lean more into the AU category with this submission. I hope you like enjoy! 💕

Also available on Wattpad

Psst. Hey this post have a sister story: Changed Targets, if anyone is interested to see the another POV of this day.

So This is Love

Theme: La Vie En Rose (Life In Pink)

She had always thought that love was supposed to be exactly like in the movies. All the constant misunderstandings, complicated grand gestures and scathing love rivals was just the standard. It was always portrayed as something that needed to be fought for no matter how inconvenient it gets. That you would need to keep persisting even if the misunderstandings keep piling up, all the grand gestures fail and even if one of the love rivals seems to have a deeper connection with them than you. Wait it out, even though the butterflies that once in your stomach had turned into a collection of impressive knots.

Up in the sky waves of ladybugs washed over the city of Paris, setting right what had been wronged. Majority of them wrapped around a city block that had the most damage. This being the site of the defeat for the villain Momentum Trapper. Overturned lampposts, spiderwebbed cracks across the pavement and shards of broken glass had been cleaned up in one swift motion. In the center of the city block, Ladybug and Chat Noir stood over a man sitting in the middle of the road who was in a complete daze.

He was in his late thirties with thick slicked back brown hair, bluish gray eyes and fair skin. The man was wearing a gray business suit with a brown striped tie and shiny black dress shoes.

As Momentum Trapper the man has already taken the majority of the heroes’ time during this late spring afternoon. Shadow Moth had granted him the ability to alter the speed of any living being or object, including himself. The range seemed to be between a three toed sloth to a raging cheetah. A fact the villain boasted about during battle stating he had used his new powers on his boss after receiving multiple complaints about being too slow on paperwork.

After releasing the now purified butterfly Ladybug handed the man back his silver wrist watch. He thanked her, introducing himself as Dorian Martin. The bug pulled out a silver and white magical charm giving it to Dorian after quickly explaining that this should protect him from Shadow Moth’s influence. Chat Noir helped him up back onto his feet. After the heroes did their usual celebratory fist bump, Ladybug was ready to leave.

Especially since she had someone special to see.

“Alright Chat,” Ladybug wrapped her yoyo around her waist. “I gotta go but I’ll see you next time.”

“Not unless I see you first,-“ the cat started.

However before Chat Noir could finish that sentence the bug heard a familiar voice urgently calling out to her. She spun around placing a hand on her yoyo assuming that Shadow Moth had sent out another villain in their vicinity. Although her assumptions were not met as Ladybug was approached by Nadja Chamack who had a news microphone in her hand and a cameraman trailing behind her.

“Ms. Chamack?” Ladybug questioned while her earrings let out a beep.

“Hello Ladybug,” the news reporter waved with the microphone in her hand. “Pardon, if this seems sudden but I came to approach you for a possible interview.”

“An interview? Here, right now?”

“It will only be a few minutes,” Nadja insisted. “This may sound pushy but the station had not received a proper interview from you or Chat Noir in months.”

Ladybug nervously bit her lip as that was the intention, at least for her. She could not speak for her partner. However, after the disastrous Prime Queen incident. She decided to keep station interviews to a minimum and only when it seemed to be completely necessary. The local news had caught her a few times for some quick comments since then but nothing beyond that.

The bug did not want to be blindsided again. Nevertheless, even if she was open to an interview this was not the time.

Her blue eyes nervously drifted upward, shooting an apologetic glance.

“So what’s it going to be?” asked the news reporter.

“Huh?” Ladybug brought her attention back to Nadja.

“The interview, is that a yes?”

The bug’s earrings let out another warning beep. “I’m sorry but I can’t today. I’m on limited time here and have a prior commitment. So I need to leave right now.”

Ladybug started to walk past Nadja and the cameraman.

“But Ladybug,” the news reporter huffed. “I-“

“Let her go,” Chat Noir cut her off while approaching. “If you really need someone then I can do it. Unlike her I actually got the time.”

Ladybug flashed him a smile. “Thanks Chat, you’re the best.”

“Tell me something I don’t know,” he winked. “Now go before you run out of time.”

The bug ran into the nearby alleyway while hearing the exchange between Chat Noir and Nadja.

“So Chat Noir with that little exchange you had with Ladybug. Can the public say that Paris’ power couple had finally made it official?”

“Ladybug and I? Nah we are just good friends,” he told her.

Ladybug smiled while proceeding forward. She looked up a few seconds while creating distance from the situation. Eventually she made it down the block to catch her breath. The bug leaned back against the alleyway’s brick wall. After a few seconds she looked up towards the rooftop of the second building that made the alleyway.

“You can come down now,” Ladybug said. “The cost is clear.”

With a soft thud Viperion landed in front of her from the rooftop. The two embraced with Viperion wrapping his arms around the bug’s waist while Ladybug put her arms around his shoulders. Flashes of red and teal light circled them, pulling off their costumes and returning them back to their civilian forms.

“I’m so glad that’s over,” Marinette adjusted the purse on her shoulder before putting her arms back into their previous position. “Thanks for helping out today.”

“It’s no problem,” Luka told her. “What was I supposed to do? Not help my girlfriend out?”

“Well considering the outcome, I’m glad you came. Without using your second chance Chat Noir and I would probably still be running at the speed of sloths.”

“I’m sure your wonderful mind would’ve figured something out.”

“Either way it could be six months until we have another akuma attack and for me it will still be too soon.”

“You have been having a tough week, huh?”

“Tough feels like an understatement. Especially since we haven’t been able to spend time together this week. I’ve been joking with Chat Noir and Rena Rouge recently about pooling some money to sign up Shadow Moth for some non-credit classes at the local university. So he would actually have something to do instead of this.”

“Really? Maybe I should contribute. I do have some savings from my delivery gig.”

“Well if that’s the case then you get to a say on what course he should take. I suggested that he take a fashion design course. Chat Noir brought up a cooking course and Rena mentioned a history class.”

“A history class?”

“Yep, she said maybe if he learned about the fates of the other terrible figures in history maybe he could self-reflect on what he has been doing isn’t worth it.”

“How about a music class? Maybe violin lessons? From experience it’s something that takes more than a weekend to master.”

“That sounds like a great idea, I’ll tell the others.”

“Maybe I should get my dad in on this. He did say recently that he wanted to do more philanthropy.”

She gave him a weak smile while her eyes shifted to the side. “Yeah, if only it was that easy.”

“You and Chat Noir will defeat him someday,” he said. “I’m sure.”

“I guess things could be worse.”

“How?”

“I could not be here with you,” Marinette moved forward to kiss him.

Luka, clearly getting the hint, did the same but before anything could truly happen the couple was interrupted by the sound of a throat being cleared. The designer turned her head to see both Tikki and Sass floating behind him.

“Excuse me for interrupting,” said Sass. “I just would like to ask when we are getting our snacks?”

“Oh right, I’m so sorry,” Marinette released her grip on Luka and dug into her purse pulling out two plastic baggies one filled with mini chocolate chip cookies and other gummy snake candies.

She handed the cookies to Tikki and Sass the candy. Without a moment of hesitation the kwami dug into their food.

“Actually that reminds me, before everything that happened with Momentum Trapper didn’t we have a lunch date planned?” asked the musician, once the kwami’s were close to finishing their food.

“You’re right,” the designer gestured to Tikki, who had finished her cookies, to fly into her purse.

After Sass finished his candy he gave everyone a goodbye, letting Luka slide off his bracelet. Once the snake miraculous was in Marinette’s purse Luka offered his hand which in turn the designer took. The couple walked out of the alleyway hand in hand.

She had always thought that love was supposed to be like in the movies. That you have to constantly fight for it to show that your heart is actually in it. That love becomes more valid with struggle than without it. But life has shown a different reality as Marinette had seen her friends and parents enjoy their significant others without a long list of hardships.

Feelings declared and reciprocated over an afternoon. A relationship with very little misunderstandings and the ones that do appear is often repaired seamlessly. Grand gestures that went down without a hitch.

From where she was standing, those weren’t the things she had with Adrien. It was not anyone’s fault but after multiple attempts on hers’ and others’ behalf for nothing to permanently blossom. It seemed the best option was to move on, being aware that this was not failure but instead the push to open up a new chapter of her life. Especially since Adrien had already given his heart to another.

It was time to be with someone who felt the same way about her that she did about them.

Marinette and Luka walked out of the Boulangerie Patisserie still hand in hand. A pink blanket was draped over the designer’s arm. While the musician carried a large wicker basket in his free hand as they crossed the street to the empty park. The couple took residence underneath a tree spreading the blanket across the plush grass. Luka put the basket down, taking out the food that Marinette packed.

He pulled out multiple glass jars and plastic containers. Marinette took out a rectangular object wrapped in foil. She tore the foil off revealing a wooden serving tray and took out tongs, spoons and other utensils placing thinly sliced prosciutto, slices of cheddar and Asiago cheese, crackers, a jar of orange marmalade, slices of crostini bread and crackers to create a mini charcuterie board for two. Luka pulled out a bottle of strawberry lemonade, two pink plastic cups and a plastic container of chocolate dipped strawberries.

The couple began to finally relax as they sat eating their late lunch and chatted. Although as time went on an intrusive thought appeared in Marinette’s mind.

“A euro for your thoughts,” said the musician while Marinette rested her head against his chest.

“Huh?” she looked up at him, suddenly sitting up straighter.

“It’s just I had been talking about the new instrument project that I had been working on for a few minutes. But it seems like you’re somewhere else. If you’re not interested that’s fine but you were the one that originally asked.”

“Sorry, I did want to hear about it. I was just thinking about something.”

“Is it important?”

“Probably,” the designer’s eyes widened to the size of saucers as the word slipped out. “I-I mean no. It’s just me overthinking things like usual. It’s no big deal. Just an intrusive thought.”

“I don’t know,” Luka raised a brow. “How you reacted it seems like it is.”

“Nope,” she vigorously shook her head before picking up the container of chocolate covered strawberries and opening it. “Here, you haven’t tried a strawberry yet.”

“Okay, it’s your choice if you don’t want to tell me,” he picked up a strawberry. “But I can tell right now that your inner melody is pretty distorted.”

Marinette sighed. “You still have to tell me how you do that.”

“The ability to sense people’s inner melodies is a gift. But you don’t have to be an empath to notice something bothering you,” said Luka before taking a bite of the strawberry in his hand.

“It’s just what I was thinking about after what happened today and about you knowing my secret.”

He gulped as there was a sense of concern now on his face. “I thought that you were fine with knowing.”

“I am…it’s just with everything that has been happening. I don’t want you to be cheated.”

“Cheated? Out of what?”

“Out of having a good girlfriend. I mean look at all that happened today. We had to push back our date because of the Momentum Trapper. You had to nod along with me when I lied to my parents about why I put the basket back in the fridge. I had to tell them that Alya needed help with her sisters. And the thing is that this won’t be stopping anytime soon. I might be thirty and still have to deal with this.”

“I doubt it would take that long, Marinette.”

“But that’s the thing we don’t know. Don’t get me wrong, I really appreciate your help today. However, I don’t want this to take over your life like it has mine just because you know. I’m sure that there are thousands of girls in this city who actually have normal schedules and don’t have to put their life in danger on a nearly daily basis.”

“So what are you trying to say? Is this a break up?”

“No! I mean I don’t want it to be,” Marinette sighed. “But it feels like I’m obligated to warn you. I’m not going to be the girlfriend who can go to every one of your performances. Or just being able to hang out. I’m not always going to be on time for every single date or able to stay the whole time. It’s not that I don’t want to. It is because I can’t. Unless, I want the whole city to collapse around us. You deserve the best Luka and shouldn’t be short changed.”

Luka put down his half eaten strawberry back in the container and intertwined his fingers with hers. “Well if I truly deserve the best then there’s no point looking any further.”

“Luka.”

“I’m serious, I always thought you were amazing since the day that I had met you. So when I learned the truth after thinking it over I wasn’t that surprised. As for your worries about being a good girlfriend and not always showing up for things. It’s not because you would be trying to avoid me right?”

“Of course, one of my biggest concerns is not being able to spend enough time with you.”

“That’s all I need to hear. You are my girlfriend but I know that is not the only role that you have. You had this life before we met and probably will if things ever did end between us. Right now, I’ll be happy just to be included. But I’m aware this situation is bigger than you just hanging out at some random Kitty Section practice.”

“Actually that sounds pretty great instead of the city being in danger again. I could be with you and the rest of the band. Maybe figuring out some merchandise to be sold at the shows. That actually sounds like a pretty perfect place to be.”

“Look, I’m not going to pretend that what’s going on is easy. Or that I know all of the ins and outs of doing this full time. But one thing that I know is you deserve to be happy. That your happiness shouldn’t be put fully on the back burner until all this is resolved. Your secret should not consume you until you have nothing good left in your life.”

“You really think that?”

“Of course, there are going to be times that you are not able to attend my shows. But I’m not going to be thinking wow I literally have the worst girlfriend ever,” Luka rolled his eyes. “She won’t prioritize my show over the millions of lives she’s trying to save. More than anything else I’m going to be thinking here we go, my girlfriend once again being the best of all of us.”

Their eyes locked with each other, the designer’s concern had thinned out and evaporated. Once again life had shown her a different reality. She had thought when it came to mural love that movies were the closest thing until actually experiencing it. But right now it felt like a pale imitation compared to the feeling she actually had gotten. At that moment she felt her heart was aglow. That Luka has become one of the many reasons why life for her can still be wonderful despite her obligations.

Along with the realization, that love didn’t have to be so difficult.

“I just want to be part of your life,” he told her. “But only if you let me.”

“You already are,” Marinette leaned in closer to him, pressing her lips tenderly to his.

He brought comfort and reassurance, something she needed in both sides of her hectic life.

For her, this was love.

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Finally a story that wasn’t a Honeybee story some might say. Honestly I’m kinda with you. I hope everyone likes this story especially since it did stray from what I have known for these recent months. Before anyone worries this does not mean that Honeybee stories are done. It’s just this time I wanted to change it up. As while I do enjoy writing Sabrina and giving her more attention than the show might ever will. At the same time I wanted to not limit myself. Kinda like in the movie Encanto with Isabella’s song What Else Can’t I Do? Who also felt like she was limiting herself with her powers.

There will be more Honeybee content in the future. It’s just there’s a few stories I want to work on that doesn’t involve Sabrina in the slightest. You know unless I shoehorn her in. But to be honest I’m actually excited about it. So I hope you like it in the future. Also sorry for the delay but after Sugar Rush I suffered a serious case of writer’s block. I will admit that this post is a little self indulgent as I still personally feel that the show seriously made a mistake not letting these ships actually have screen time as proper couples instead of giving them the Old Yeller treatment. I know that the Love Square is the endgame it’s pretty prevalent in the current episodes.

But I haven’t kept it hidden that don’t mind reading and writing about different ships. At least from a writer’s standpoint, if I can make a couple work, I will try it. If the couple is portrayed in a healthy way in other works. I’m not going to be against it. Especially in fan works, sometimes it seems they can be more creative than the show. Personally I feel like with the right writer any character or group of characters can get a good story.

So hopefully I had succeeded with being entertaining with these stories. Especially since I’ve been pretty rusty when writing romance over here.

This story is also available on Wattpad.

The song this week is a “La Vie En Rose” cover by Annapantsu

See you next time! 👋

[ao3feed-ladynoir]

The Noise Within the Silence

The Noise Within The Silence by breakingdawn77

What if Silencer tried to detransform Ladybug with her own voice? What if succeeded? Chat. shield's her just in time from the Akuma, but not his own eyes. Now they gotta come to terms with a reveal, feeling, and what comes next. Oh, the fun shenanigans of secret identities. (Adrientte all the way, one-sided Luknette from Luka) Rated T cause I'm paranoid. Oneshot!

Words: 3190, Chapters: 1, Status: Complete, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug & Cat Noir

Rated: T

Genre: Romance/General

Characters: Marinette D-C./Ladybug, Adrien A./Cat Noir

Read Here: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13297380

[ginjaanimeloversstuff]

Like and dislike.

As much as I love the adrinette x love square Luknette x adrigami x lukadrien and MariKami.

I feel like Marinette doesn't know what love is probably or is too young. I mean marinettes seems like every other fangirl to Adrien. She can't think straight knowing who Apsik is adrien, but I'm glad she took him seriously sorta.

But the whole ep adrien was on Marinettes mind.

So if she knew who chat is, well, I think it is a mess, on both sides.

Aderin was to, Districted in the whole ep, like marinettes. Like he was willing to take the snake miraculous, dispit his own responsibility as chat.

But I didn't like how ladybug was saying they be better off without chatnoir. Like girl, way too say, you prefer your crush over your partner, who you been with for a while. And who is front of you, but you don't know that.

It feels as if, marinettes has more of a fangirl crush than an actual crush.

So I am glad they don't know each other identity atm if they did, they both be a mess, unable to contain themselves. And I'm fine with no one getting together. I think it is too soon, for then to realise their feelings from both side.

But I'm glad that adriens learn he is made for the cat miraculous. But I felt bad for plagg, bet adrien had to buy a lot of cheese as an apology for plagg. But I sort like how jealous plagg was when his owner transforms with another, it was cute. I also bet Plagg was like" I told you so, "

But seeing these not together in relfexadoll was odd, I like these two. So It's weird seeing plagg and Adrien apart, but I love the ending where reunite.

I love adrien x Plagg kawmi and human moment. It's so cute and pure. So I hope that these have more moment together. Or even a comforting scene, where plagg comfort adrien for being sad, I live for the moment.

I also realise. I'm more of plagg and adrien fan than Marinette and Tikki fan, we always see girl power in the show, I love to see boy power, like in party crasher. For a change. Or actually equal power, since they partners, it's in the title. But it feels like it's more about marinettes. Don't get me wrong, I love marinette character, I love it, if it live up to the name and have equal amount screen time or episode about one of each ep.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

A part of me is wondering if I should actually watch the ep. I mean, I really can't stand Luk/a-Luknett/e, but what if something important happens between the love square that's good for them? Or I'll be eating away with curiosity of whether or not they're trying to force more Luk/a/Mari moments. I just don't know what to do!

I understand where you are coming from anon,

I am not a fan either, but I do believe that this episode might have some love square development.

Or if we are lucky, shows us something outside of Romance regarding Luka and it gives him more of a personality.

But that is why I check spoilers before watching an episode.

(But that is just me)

[ladysunamireads]

The Noise Within the Silence

The Noise Within The Silence by BreG21

What if Silencer tried to detransform Ladybug with her own voice? What if he succeeded? Chat shield's her just in time from the Akuma, but not his own eyes. Now they gotta come to terms with a reveal, feeling, and what comes next. Oh, the fun shenanigans of secret identities. (Adrientte all the way, one-sided Luknette from Luka) Rated T cause I'm paranoid. Oneshot!

Words: 2986, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Luka Couffaine, Nino Lahiffe, Alya Césaire

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

Additional Tags: adrientte, One-sided Attraction from Luka, All about Adrientte, Happy Ending, One-sided Luknette, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/19240660

[doodlegirl12345]

How To Break A Shipper’s Heart

For How To Instructions:

Watch Miraculous Ladybug Season 4 Episode 1 -Truth & Miraculous Ladybug Season 4 Episode 2 Lies

For Alternative How To Instructions:

Watch Miraculous Ladybug Season 3 Episode 21 -Chat Blanc

Watched the first two episodes hours ago and it still stings. Luka and Kagami deserves better! The last time I was this sad about a animated show was earlier this week when I watched the inner sailor scouts die in season 1. Obviously Sailor Moon definitely tops it in the worse the emotional category. But I still felt like I got punched right in the feels.

[northernbluetongue]

So GORGEOUS😍😍😍😍💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

🌼 tell me why’d you have to have such a damn good taste in music? yea if all my favorite songs make me think of you i’m gonna lose it 🌼

[ao3feed-ladynoir]

The Noise Within the Silence

The Noise Within The Silence by BreG21

What if Silencer tried to detransform Ladybug with her own voice? What if he succeeded? Chat shield's her just in time from the Akuma, but not his own eyes. Now they gotta come to terms with a reveal, feeling, and what comes next. Oh, the fun shenanigans of secret identities. (Adrientte all the way, one-sided Luknette from Luka) Oneshot!

Words: 2986, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Luka Couffaine, Nino Lahiffe, Alya Césaire

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

Additional Tags: adrientte, One-sided Attraction from Luka, All about Adrientte, Happy Ending, One-sided Luknette, Cross-Posted on FanFiction.Net

Read Here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/19240660

[northernbluetongue]

AWWWWWW😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖😍💖

LUKA BEST BOI night version. I beg u, give me silence helmet-less content. Plsplsplspls

[northernbluetongue]

AWWWWWW SOO CUTE 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Thank you to @ladybub for the Romeo And Juliet idea, added a little Lukanette twist.

[northernbluetongue]

BEAUTIFUL 💖💖💖💖💖💖😢😢😢😢💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Songs of a Lost Memory

I wrote this thinking about a possible ending of the series that I would like to see. I apologize that I can't seem to get the "keep reading" link to work out on mobile.

“I’ll never forget you, Marinette.”

“I know, Tikki, and I wish I could say the same.”

“Goodbye.”

“I love you.”

It had been three months since the final battle of the Miracle War. The end of the war, along with the defeat of Hawkmoth and Mayura, brought on a long awaited peace in the city of Paris. But the final victory was not all glory. Emille Augreste, the long missing mother of Adrien Augreste, and the soul motivation of her husband Gabriel's decent into villainy, was lost forever. The only casualty of absolute power corrupting absolutely.

Much to the surprise of the miraculous holders, Adrien was able to let go Finally after Gaining the closure about his mother’s disappearance. It had also helped that the heroes who stood and fought beside him were not just his comrades, but once the holders of the miraculous were exposed of their identities, they were also his dearest closest friends.

The hardest task the heroes had to face now that the war was over, was the arrival of the Supreme Guardians of the miraculous. Who came to Paris to retrieve the lost Miracle Box Master Fu had escaped with 176 years before. Meaning that Marinette, as the acting Guardian of the miraculous, once she returned the Miraculous to the true Guardians, she relinquished all memories she had of Ladybug and the miraculous.

Though memories of old friends like Alya, Juleka, and Rose would remain vivid in Marinette’s mind and heart as ever. All the friends she gained after receiving the Ladybug Miraculous were lost in the wake of duties being passed on to the new Guardian.

They would be forgotten like the blurred images of a bad fever dream. And those who were aware of that fate, chose not to break their hearts any further saying their goodbyes to Marinette and going their separate ways as her time as Ladybug drew short.

Among those who would drift away from Marinette’s memories were Adrien and Kagami who coped with the loss of their best friend by finding solace in each other’s arms, and soon their hearts.

Luka, on the other hand, had disappeared as swiftly as he seemingly materialized in the cabin of the Liberty all those years ago.

But today was not the day to sulk about the Marinette that was lost. Today was the day to celebrate Paris’ newfound peace. A new day to welcome a new Marinette who, despite forgetting all the wisdom she gained during her years aps Ladybug and the Guardian, carried herself with the poise and grace of the wisest of sages. And to reintroduce her to those who missed her presence dearly.

Ivan and Melene, who suggested and planned the celebration, called it Marinette’s ‘clean slate' party with a smile that echoed with a tinge of sadness. Though she remembered her two friends fondly, Marinette had no recollection of her influence on their journey in love.

The party was held at the Liberty, the only place in Paris anyone could think of that was worthy of the fun and music the former miraculous holders were about to unleash in the name of a good time

And it was everything everyone expected it to be. Great food was displayed on many tables and beautiful decorations adorned the deck of the Liberty, which had still plenty of room for all the dancing that would take place. All that was left to do was to wait for the lady of the hour to finally arrive.

Kim, Max, Alix, Rose, and Juleka leaned on the edge of the Liberty, watching the currents of the water move down the French Canal while waiting in silence. Reminiscing of their times in school before hawk moth and Akumas.

“So Max,” Kim asked looking to his smaller friend who happened to wear his best bow tie and suspenders to the event, “is there even a small chance that Mari might remember anything?”

Max sighed and pushed his thick glasses up his nose as he answered. “I’ve done the math several times, and her odds are always the same. 4,786,275,963.72 to 1. Marinette honestly has a better chance of sprouting wings than remembering her time spent as Ladybug.”

The group exhaled a sigh in unison upon hearing the impossibility explained to them, Max included.

Alix turned to Juleka. The violet haired woman stared out at the water. Her head resting on her hand that was propped up with her elbow on the Liberty’s railing. “hey, Jules, is your brother here?”

“Ya.”

Alix looked around the ship’ deck and returned her gaze at her quiet friend.

“Um…where?”

“Sulking…”

Alix joined her brooding friend mimicking the same pose on the railing. “it’s not fair, Jules.”

“Life and love never is, Alix.”

Juleka thought of her brother who once had a smile that made her think of the brisk carefree winds of the sea. A smile that had disappeared at the end of the war. She did not know which was worse. Her brother’s loss of the woman he loved, or the realization she returned his affections and confessed her love during the final battle; knowing that the end of the war would bring the end of Paris’s miraculous era, and the loss of his lover’s memory of him. Luka Couffaine assured the former heroes that he was going to be alright and would carry on, but being his sister, Juleka knew and could see him crumbling to pieces inside.

The violet haired beauty was taken out of her thoughts when a soft hand with pink fingernails reached out for her own. She turned to see rose giving her a smile and a bright blue wink of her big doe eyes.

Rose always knew what to say without uttering a single word. And soon Juleka’s lips turned into a content smile as she gently turned her hand to hold the pixie blonde’s hand in hers.

The silence of the group was broken by Nino running to them as he adjusts the red hat on his head while he spoke.

“Hey guys, Alya just sent me a text. They’re about to approach the dock.”

“Where's Adrien and Kagami?” Rose asked as she took a glance around the Liberty’s deck, “I sure hope they made it. “

“They did,” Nino answered with a smile. “They were gonna meet Alya and Mari at the dock and talk for a minute before heading in.”

Alix interrupts threw conversation with more concern in her voice than she wished to reveal, “don't you think that's a terrible idea?!”

“Chillax dudette, Alya's got it covered. She is my girlfriend after all.”

“Well I hope this party doesn't end before it starts because of this.” Alix harrumphed as she crossed her arms in disapproval.

At the dock, Adrien and Kagami stood before the Liberty. The blonde young model taking hits fingers against his thigh erratically until Kagami placed her slender, sword worn hand on his and laced their fingers together.

“You're nervous,” Kagami spoke, looking ahead with the familiar air of stoicism that Adrien had never seen in anyone else.

“If course I’m nervous," there was a slight quiver in his voice. “Kagami, what if she doesn't like us? What if she does some strange love at first sight thing?”

“Adrien, she could never dislike us. And if she falls for you. We just tell her we're together, and she will accept it. We’re just two people making a new friend. And she's about to meet two new friends. History doesn't usually repeat itself.”

Adrien turned to his long time fencing partner and now girlfriend and gently cupped her face in his hand. He still was unsure how he managed to meet such a wonderful and wise person.

“I hope you’re right, Kagami.”

Jade eyes met an amber gaze for a moment. There was only the two comrades turned lovers in this world, and time slowed to a standstill around them.

“Heeeeeey! Lovebirds!”

It was Alya walking down the Parisian street toward the dock; hand in hand with a dark haired girl in a light pink sundress embroidered with flowers along the hip. Her hair was loose and draped her petite yet toned shoulders.

It was the princess herself, Marinette DuPain-Cheng.

“C'mon, girl,” Alya was heard saying as she hurried across the last empty street before the dock with their friend. Meeting the couple who were waiting. “I gotta introduce you to some friends of mine.” She held her hand over to Adrien and Kagami drawing Marinette’s smiling face in their direction. “This is Adrien Augreste and his girlfriend Kagami Tsurugi. And guys, this is my friend, Marinette.” The bronze woman turned her hands to her companions direction.

Marinette smiled joyfully as she waved, “Hi, its wonderful to meet yo-" she trailed off as she looked into Adrien's eyes and furrowed her brow as she tilted her head in concentration.

“I’m sorry, but have we met before?”

Adrien's blood went cold as he began to stammer his words, “I…uh…umm,” much in the same way Mari used to when they first got to know each other years ago. Before he was able to muster an excuse Kagami chuckled into her hand quietly before pointing behind Marinette. Their new friend turned to see a bus stop nearby with an ad for Augreste fashion that had Adrien on display.

With a loud laughter hand on her chest and a rose tinted on her cheeks Marinette felt like a fool for a second. “oh goodness! I should have known you were that Adrien Augreste. How silly of me!”

Before long the four were roaring with laughter only to be interrupted by Nino and the gang calling to them from the Liberty.

“Hey, Adrien, quit keeping the ladies all to yourself and get up here with us!”

“Yeah or we just might start this party without our guest of honor!”

“Yeah!”

The four reunited friends looked up at the Liberty. And Adrien turned to the three women beside him. “well I believe it’s time to head in M'ladies.”

Marinette began to rush on ahead of the group as the guest of honor they referred to was her. She suddenly stopped before turning around and pulled Kagami and Adrien in a loving embrace that took them off guard.

“I’m so glad to meet you both! I hope we can be great friends!”

Adrien and Kagami returned their affection and held their friend tight while saying together “the best.”

A few hours into the party, everyone had celebrated a toast to Paris' freedom from Hawk Moth and the threat of akumas. Afterwards they played games, ate, drank, and were merry as they told stories about the hero’s that helped save the city that Marinette did not remember.

The party's most anticipated guest was having a wonderful time and thought it was such a kind thing to do for little to no reason. It truly made her feel special and loved, this all meant the world to her. But the young lady could not help but feel that something was undeniably missing. The longer she thought about it she became disgruntled because the only thing that she could picture was a marine teal blue.

“Is something wrong, Marinette?” Melene asked her pondering friend with concern, placing a kind hand on her shoulder.

Marinette sighed and played with her manicured nails.

“For weeks now I have felt that something is missing. So much so that I even dream about it. It’s always the same dream too, I hear a beautiful melody, and I see the most serene eyes looking into my own. Someone says something, but I can never make out the words. I just hoped that maybe I would happen to meet the person with those eyes and finally say hello.”

Marinette looked up at Melene and Ivan who walked up and began to listen. His inner poet compelled to listen to the words of her heart. They looked at her with a aura of sadness about them that the girl wanted to shrug off in embarrassment.

“Eh heh heh, don’t mind me. I’m just talking a bunch of nonsense!” Marinette tried to laugh off the mood she leaked into the room.

“Actually that sounds just like Lu-“ Ivan began before seeing Rose and Juleka waving their arms in a frenzy in the Hope’s he would just stop talking!

Luckily he got the hint.

“Uhh JAGGED STONE! He plays music and says tons of things that make no sense!”

Marinette giggled into her hands as the girls put of view quietly sighed and wiped their brows in relief. “No, Jagged Stone’s over there talking to Miss Couffaine.” She pointed over to the open stage on the deck where a woman with silver hair in a think braid talked with an eccentric man with magenta hair and the typical rock star outfit. Jagged sweet her pointing his way and waved before giving them a thumbs up.

“Rockin’ party, kids!”

Marinette waved back before turning around a sigh escaping her lips. Melene shot a glare at Ivan as he rolled his eyes, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. He certainly dodge a bullet.

“You know I think I’m gonna grab a mineral water from inside and sit down. I think the sun might be getting to me.” Marinette pointed the stairs that led inside the Liberty’s cabins, “I’ll just be a few minutes, really.” And she hurried off to the stairs before her friends could respond.

Once downstairs and in the Liberty’s kitchen, Marinette walked to the pantry and pulled out a can of mineral water and sighed to herself. As she readied the tab to open the can, it slid out of shaking hands as the sound of a guitar’s melody flooded her ears.

Though she had never heard the tune, tears welled up in her light blue eyes. She wiped her spontaneous tears in awe as she focused on the music to pinpoint its location.

It came from the lowest cabin of the ship.

Drawn to the song, Marinette stealthed her way down another short staircase and tiptoed down to avoid anyone from stopping her pursuit, and to reach the source of the music unnoticed.

As the melody grew louder and clearer, Marinette’s heart began to skip a beat more and more until she a wide open doorway. She peeked in to see a dimly lit bedroom, the only light entering from the small round windows of the ship. On the bed against the wall sat a man with blue and black hair with his back turned to the doorway. Playing a melody on his guitar that made Marinette’s heart both swell with love and sank in despair. He poured his everything, his very heart and soul, into every note that sang from each string.

The song reached it’s end and the guitarist slowly wrapped his arms around his instrument, heaving a sigh so heavy and shaken Marinette could almost hear the tears as they roll down his face that she could not see.

“Sass,” he said quietly to the empty room. “I don’t know what to do.”

Unsure of what to say, the words “excuse me" escaped Marinette’s lips in a whisper. She didn’t have curiosity about the name he spoke, she only wanted to understand his music.

“I’m sorry,” the stranger spoke in a voice, deep and tired. “Please, don’t worry, I don’t want-"

“No,” the woman cut him off gently. “Please…why does playing something so beautiful cause you so much pain?” The desire to understand this man she had never met grow stronger with every passing second. It was almost painful in her chest.

“M…Miss…” he began without turning around to face her. Marinette began to wonder if he was avoiding looking at her. But something told her it was not to avoid her seeing his tears. But something deeper. “Do you believe in Second Chance?”

“Of course I do,” Marinette answered as she leaned her back onto the doorway watching this mysterious musician who hide himself away. Why did her heart flutter so around him?

“Not long ago you could say it was my superpower.” He said with a short laugh that was forced in an attempt to lighten the mood. “But anymore, the idea seems impossible.”

“How come?” Marinette asked, desperate to understand the man she just met moments ago. Her body desires to inch closer but remained set in the doorway out of respect.

“It…no longer matters. I lost her.”

“Who?”

He remained silent for seconds that felt like years before he slid black painted fingernails up the guitar neck and began to play once more the melody that lured Marinette down to the cabins sang out and called to her.

“Her.” He spoke of the song as if it were a third person standing in the room.

Marinette could not help herself but to ask “what happened?”

“She’s gone. And all I have left of her is the song in her heart,” he confessed as he continued to play.

“It sounds like you loved her dearly,” she placed a hand to her chest and closed her eyes, but her heart would not calm down.

“More than anything, and I always will,” for the first time in their conversation, his voice rose in volume slightly and was warm with content.

“What was she like?”

The room remained quiet of words as the song floated around the walls before he answered her question

“Extraordinary.” He began with love and admiration in his voice. “Clear as a music note; sincere as a melody…”

The words he spoke grabbed Marinette by the heart and shook the deepest core of her being. Her cheeks grew rosy and her eyes widened with understanding. They resonated inside a part of her that felt chained away in a secret place that was now free to escape to the surface. Revealing to her heart a secret she had no clue she hid from herself.

Suddenly she pictured those eyes she had seen every night in her dreams. Those deep ocean blue eyes staring into her own. Before she was aware of her actions, the words that fell from her lips matched the ones she was hearing for the first time.

“She was the music that played inside my (your) head since the day we first met.”

Upon hearing each other utter the same words, the guitar’s song stopped as the man slowly turned to Marinette. His eyes wide as if he was looking at a ghost, partially hidden behind scattered tufts of black and blue hair that gracefully fell down along his face were the soulful ocean blue eyes that taunted Marinette every night for the last three months.

Those eyes were now looking into her soul once again in the waking life and Marinette could not help but gaze back into them. She spoke a single word that shook the man down to the deepest center of his soul.

“Luka…”

“Ma…mamaMarinette!”

In the moment, the invisible shackles that chained the two bodies still suddenly shattered like glass as they raced to each other. The guitar fell with a harmonic thump as Luka hurriedly climbed off the bed and reached out as they collided into each other in the most desperate embrace. The passion to hold each other was so overwhelming with passion it was almost violent.

Determined to make sure the other was real, they pressed their lips onto any skin they found exposed in hard sweet kisses.

Luka showered his love in kisses he had held back since that moment he opened his eyes and she stood before him in the same cabin when they were young.

Marinette held onto him as tight as she could. Unknowingly the same way he held her the day she crumble under the pressures of her responsibilities and cried into his chest. Though the memories of her time as Ladybug were forever gone and forgotten, the warmth of Luka’s embrace felt so familiar.

And she never wanted this familiar feeling to slip away ever again.

Luka entangled himself tight against Marinette’s body, hoping to weave his body and soul into hers so that they would never part. He thought of the Snake Kwami of Second Chance and pondered if the magical creature had left behind just enough magic for one last miracle, and if Sass had done so, Luka would remain grateful for the rest of his days.