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lowkeyclueless5137 · 1 year ago

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I see the double magical girl isekai AU. I can do you all one better. Double Isekai AU, BUT WITH MIRACULOUSES BABY! 🤩. FOR EXAMPLE Yuuki and Orpheus somehow have the miracle box and they are also have the ladybug and cat miraculous. And they bring said miraculous to twst(future miraculous users anyone. Plus am I the only one who wants to see Ortho with a miraculous in this AU) aka the one AU Orpheus can still kick bad guy’s butt and have super powers!

ANON DON'T DO THIS TO ME, PLEASE! I HAVE A WHOLE PILE OF INDIVIDUAL MLB X TWST AUS-

Anyways new MLB Au, people :3

Also I deny some of cannon MLB shit because it's like... So contradicting... :'3

No senti-monster Agreste bullshit. Like this is an Au so I can mess up the cannon as much as I want. Take it more as the movie cannon, bc from some summaries I heard around, the movie is absolutely a perfect fit for this Au :3

You said future heroes of Paris and I took that LITERALLY.

Yuuki and Orpheus, but they are the kids of Marinette and Adrien. (Yuulia and Otto too)

Yuulia was planned, Yuuki was planned as well, Orpheus just spontaneously got adopted and Otto was not planned at first but like... Once the news are in, everyone is acting like this was planned for years.

Marinette is a successful fashion designer and Adrien is both her personal model and a modest baker. This man LOVES to bake. It's his passion and his wife makes him personalised aprons or work uniform.

Yuulia showed interest in baking, so the bakery has a heir. U-Ub

Orpheus is a fashion guru on his own. Man would be out for BLOOD if he ever catches his siblings in something less than fashionable. So Marinette knows that at least that passion was definitely inherited from her.

Yuuki... Well... Yuuki is definitely the more feral out of the 3, definitely took that from her father. But they are a fencing prodigy and a proud genderless pal who can rock crocs with socks as long as Orpheus doesn't catch wind of it. -3-;

They would also have loving grandparents. Like Sabine and Tom are very happy to see their house brimming with kids when the family is visiting. For Gabe... Dunno man, I'd say he had a redemption arc, but still the kids don't seem to be that fond of him. He tries to be a good parent and thankfully, Orpheus and Yuulia seem to be more open about it. (Yuuki is just too chaotic to handle for Gabriel)

There is also Uncle Felix from London who shows the kids how to do crimes party tricks! He's the chill uncle. Aunt Kagami is also super cool and teaches the kids fencing. (although at first she almost dropped each of them when they were little. Her kid holding privileges were revoked)

Now for the miraculous repartition~

I'm going to say, like in my MLB mild au series on Ao3, that the ladybug could only fix damage inflicted by the holder, while the cat can break all the curses/power effects inflicted by another Miraculous. They both can purify in here tho. That way both are not overpowering each other.

Of course, Yuulia was at first the ladybug holder, but she had to attend college in another state this year, so she had to revoke the position. She has the horse miraculous instead(in the comic I drew her with glasses, so I guess it's a pretty neat fir) She sometimes has spontaneous visits, or steals some baked goods. :'3

Next in line were the 'twins'. Yuuki was absolutely a perfect fit for Plag. And while Orpheus was a more indirect fighter, Mari felt like he needed to work a bit on his confidence. Still he was called Ortho by his family, more as a nickname. So he gets the ladybug miraculous. He's at least smart enough to not throw the lucky charm in the enemy's face (Yuulia, we looking at u) But, with the new persona he is indeed more confident. He has a few times where that confidence is easily tared down, but ya know, great! :3

In here, the butterfly and peacock are both fixed and in the box, so the villains this time are either petty criminals or other miraculous holders from another boxes. As such there could be a similar one to the butterfly, or different ones who just heard about the Paris shenanigans and of course, wanted more power.

Here's also when we get our fav trope: the Isekai. :3

Of course, it's via a mirror, not a villain. And it's in the Dupon-Cheng-Agreste (you choose) House, so like both the parents are absolutely terrified since their 2 kids just started high-school and they were kidnapped by a magic mirror, with the miracle box to boot.

Cue waking up in coffins. The first instinct was to transform, of course Yuuki desintegrating their coffin lid while Orpheus had his blown by Grim.

Watch Grim go to surprise when he gets caught in a yo-yo and 2 masked people in wierd costumes are literally talking where the 'possessed object is' or things in between.

But Grim gets free, so we still get that epic chase. Crowley intervents and he gets slapped with a stick in the face! Yay! :D

Since they were throughly reached by their parents, timer wasn't really a problem for the 2. What was a problem instead, was the fact that they had to keep with them the miracle box. (stuffed in Yuuki's special pockets, ofc) And with Grim breaking havoc, it was really REALLY hard to not pull the dragon miraculous out and just put out the fire the easy way out. Nope! They had to be smart!

So Yuuki wacks the shit out of Grim. They get accidentally collared by Riddle and we're seconds away from waking the redhead too. :'3

Just a lot of back and forth and the mirror deciding that yep, these bitches magicless. (the miraculous magic was foreign and also concealing Orpheus's magic, so the mirror got fooled. :'3)

Cue prologue, but with a lot of unnecessary violence and Orpheus palm-facing all the way to the moon and back. Yay! The power of friendship and all that crap! :'D

For the school to easily understand that the hell is up with these 2 wierd students, it's lied around that the 2 wierd people from the entrance ceremony dissappeared and these 2 were just students that were unrepartisated. No one could remember ALL the mfs that were sorted that chaotic night, so they bought that up. Crowley is the only one who knows and uses that shit as blackmail. :'3

Oh and Adeuce at the mine incident in the prologue. Great! Their parents are gonna lose their shit! :')

Chapter 1 and Ace definitely brings up the possibility of using a miraculous against Riddle in the duel. Like PLEASE let them win against that shortie~

Both Yuuki and Ortho refuse, since they have magic, like go and figure it on their own. You actually have powers that are not influenced by a 1 time use or your skill in winging it. Plus you also have some great variety! Like DUDE-

1 overBlot later and Yuuki with Orpheus's alter egos make it through the rumors as NRC's masked heroes. So great everyone thinks it's someone that has magic and not these 2 magicless dumbasses that absolutely hyped each other to snort rose paint. (Yuuki ended up in the infirmary, but for those 50 madols from their already shared allocation, it was worth it)

Chapter 2 has Orpheus racking his brain SO MUCH over the incidents. Like he's all over this and having a whole whiteboard like in that meme with the nuts dude.

Meanwhile Yuuki just stumbles upon a convo in between Ruggie and some savanaclaw students who know what's up and as such figured out the whole goddamn thing. But it's fun watching Orpheus feret about it so much. :'3

In the end, Yuuki is hanged up from the ceiling by the ladybug Yo-yo. :'v

Chapter 3 and we get the aqua potions introduced! Along with the fox miraculous, used by Orpheus to make them invisible and sneak in the museum without the twins spotting them. Just to be safe, Adeuce, Grim and Jack were used as sacrifice lambs. :'3

In the Azul battle, we also get Yuuki with the Ox, just to mess with him. Get hammered! >:3

Chapter 4 has Yuuki and Orpheus wishing they had the horse miraculous. But unfortunately, Yuulia still has it with her, back in America.

But, this time, we get the dragon entering through! Mostly to escape.

Then we have overBlot Jamil! The big reveal of his schemes and the betrayal that has Kalim in shambles.

And we get the butterfly this time. Wielded by Orpheus, while Yuuki got the rooster, using it so they could all get faster back. Orpheus used the butterfly to try and resonate with Kalim and turn his negative feelings into power and the hope to save Jamil and fix the situation.

Anyway we punch Jamil in the face! Yay! :D

Book is is a book that for the majority of time Orpheus has his dramatic couch moment because how come Adeuce surpass him in his specialty(dance)?! Yuuki was great at fencing, while Yuulia did have a few medals in gymnastics.

In this book, it is revealed that Orpheus was a prodigy in competitive dancing. More like Yuuki telling to Grim why her lil brother is weeping like a primadona on the dorm couch. He's doing this for the drama at this point. Let him have it. :'3

In here it's also revealed that the Dupan-Cheng and Bourgeois rivalry is still alive and kicking. Chloé happened to have twins the same age as Yuuki and Orpheus. And while the mothers were now on actually good terms, leaving all that petty bartender aside like adults, the kids? Hooo Boi, the kids are a whole different story. The Bourgeois twins are the main bullies for Orpheus, while Yuuki is their natural enemy. It's not like Orpheus doesn't rile them up as well. Adrien was called one day to the principal office in middle school because Yuuki bit one of the twins, while the other twin put gum in Orpheus's hair. Oh, Chloé had a laughing fest while Adrien profusely apologised for the misunderstanding.

So the overBlot happens... :3

And also Yuuki reveals that their friend, horni boi, was actually THE Malleus Draconia.

NRC lose to one vote for RSA and despite all the expectations, Orpheus punches first the French He-man. Yuuki is very proud. -w-

Chapter 6 comes and by this point Orpheus knew he could do magic without a miraculous. But still... He opted to follow Rook with the miraculous on, much like Yuuki. Epel thought it was absolutely awesome that the 2 NRC heroes are partnered up with him in order to catch the blonde generic IKEA lamp hair guy. :3c

Oh, Orpheus is not ready for the following bandwagon. One thing that happens to the miraculouses due to his young age, but still very intensive control, is that when Orpheus loses his cool completely, his timer gets activated if he used his special power. Which he did, when Charons attacked them on the ice then.

So as the deemed 'leader' of the group and also as Orpheus had his full fire hair when using the miraculous, Idia reserves some extra talk to him, which he would've loved to, but right now it's absolutely the worst moment. :'3

Yep... Idia also finds out. The lil secret. And Orpheus is trying to handle the whole 'congrats, you're actually from a cursed family that is controlling the magic FBI'. Like it was fucked up on so many layers and poor Orpheus had a very hard time coming around it.

Thankfully, in here, there is Tikki as a mediator, so Idia has a far more gentle approach upon everything. It helps a lot with calming down both parts and just trying to function and both wrap their heads around the whole situation.

Meanwhile our dear bby Ortho is trying to cause an apocalypse. Ya know... Just a tiny bit of crime. :3

So, of course, this prompts Orpheus to bring again the butterfly miraculous. But this time, he trusts Idia with it. It was a bit of a mental gymnastics, but ya know, there had to be someone who kept all the tower teams interconnected. Orpheus promises to just be a guide through this, but he also needs to use the ladybug miraculous if they wanted less of a damage to be done.

Meanwhile Yuuki is strangling phantoms. What a fun Sunday activity! :3

So we have this time an epic team of akumas fighting the Phanthom titans. Like don't tell me that doesn't sound cool! :v

After that, Idia does return the miraculous, but wants just to catch up with Orpheus and both of them to try and figure all of this out. Still, Orpheus had to go to NRC and Ortho had to be rebuild.

Cue after the whole thing is over, the 3 Shroud Bois trying to catch up with one another. Yuuki is also included since siblings are siblings (plus if any of the 2 hurt Orpheus, they are getting yeeted into the sun)

And for book 7... Mmmm I'll go with the whole separation route. Like Yuuki and Idia are caught in the dream world whole Orpheus and Ortho need to go to STIX and figure how to punt Malleus faster. :3

That would be all! :v

#twisted wonderland #asks :3 #The Double Isekai au

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miraculous-anna · 4 years ago

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ML Writing Prompt: Confidence, Man

would anyone read a fanfic where like say,, Marinette is just on patrol as Ladybug, Chat Noir isn’t there for whatever reason, and she stumbles upon a like an archaeological building. One of the men working there wave her down, and ask her to come in, they have something to show her. She goes in, asks what they need, and they show her a necklace they found that seems to be magical. They think the necklace is possessed or something, and who else to take care of it then the magical super heroin saving their city, right?

Ladybug takes the necklace, goes home, and shows it to Tikki. Tikki says there is magic there, and it does seem to have certain miraculous (ha) properties. As the guardian, Tikki thinks Marinette should keep it on her person to ensure nothing happens to it. The necklace itself has a mix of Tikki’s magic and Plagg’s magic mixed into it, but Tikki can’t remember ever seeing it before. She thinks having it close may help decipher where she saw it before, or at least remember ever enchanting a necklace, of all things.

So, Marinette decides to just keep it on her person, for example, at first she keeps it in her purse with Tikki, so if something does happen, Tikki can use what powers she has as a kwami to contain it. (Tikki assures her its a good plan, as Marinette spent a good two minutes spiraling over it.)

Later, she starts wearing it as a necklace, and that’s where things get interesting. She starts hearing this voice in the back of her head, it starts out super quiet. It only pops up when she needs to make certain decisions. The first time she was stuck between deciding on either making Alya a dress for a dance, or taking Jagged Stone’s offer to introduce her to a fashion magazine known for promoting up and coming designers. The voice says things like, “be selfish, take the offer.”, “Alya has other dresses, you don’t have to make her the 10th one this year.”, or “do the interview, it’s a one time chance. Alya wont die over this. She’s your friend, she’ll understand.”

Marinette compromised and gave Alya a dress she already made, only needing to loosen a few straps.

The voice keeps speaking, sometimes more louder then others. She explains this to Tikki, who claims she can hear the voice as well. Tikki suggests sometimes listening to it, it offers good advice. Tikki says, yes she needs to be selfless, but Marinette takes it too literally.

Eventually, Something happens. Marinette does listen to the voice, and in the middle of the night, she’s back from patrol and there’s a light coming from the necklace. She left it behind in a hurry to face an akuma earlier that day, not thinking to bring it with her once she returned home. She’s suspicious, cautious, and scared. What’s wrong with the necklace?

She’s answered when it floats, and with a blinding light, her and Tikki are met with a girl her age (yes, she’s assuming on that part, she looks the same age as her. NOT her fault.) standing in front of her, holding the necklace in her hand.

The girl has chest length curly brown hair with blonde highlights, wearing a uniform that looks similar to Kagami’s, but with black leggings going up to her knees. She wears a choker with a crescent moon, and she’s smirking when her eyes settle on Marinette.

She was on the floor, the mysterious girl probably thought it was funny. The girl introduces herself as Anna. She’s tied to the necklace. The voice Marinette heard? That was her. She explains she’s a voice of balance. One of many results of creation and destruction combining. If the wearer is too hard on themselves, or has no confidence, she lifts them up, fills that void. If they’re too cocky, too unhinged, thinks the best of themselves a little much for it to be healthy, she pegs them. It’s harsh, but it creates balance. Her purpose, if you will. Tikki remembers, finally. It was a result of her and Plagg first falling in love after being materialized with the miraculous. There were many, though almost none survived for long.

Marinette decides to let Anna stay, but she says only Marinette and other Miraculous’ can see her. (Others, only while suited up. Her, and other kwami, at all times.)

She helps with Mari’s confidence.

She definitely helps with Lila, and her class. She convinces Marinette to focus on herself, not Adrien, Alya, or her class. Anna wants Marinette to be the best person she can be, and there are things holding her back. Anna’s job is to get rid of them.

IF you wanna take a more.. bad, route. Maybe Anna’s a bit more manipulative then she lets on. Maybe she has alternative motives, maybe she has feelings for our heroine, so she convinces her to rid herself of her selfish, and rude classmates, I mean, Mari can do better than them! That’s why Anna was there, right?

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This is just a little self indulgence Marinette prompt lol. I’m tired of her being put down and hurt all the time. Yes, she has her flaws, but the show pretty much bullies her. She really doesn't deserve it, I made Anna up to help with that. This can be a ship fic, or not. Just,, no Adrien ships on this. Her crush on him isn’t very healthy, and i’d rather she end up with someone who loves Marinette, not her alter ego. But otherwise have fun with this!! I wanna see what people come up with! But please, please credit me if you write a fic for this :)

Happy Writing!!

EDIT: I changed the name for the prompt, probably so it’d be easier to find. And i added another tag called, “mlb confidence man au” so it’s easier to find in the search

#marinette dupain cheng #marinette deserves better #miraculous marinette #mlb au #mlb marinette #mlb salt #class salt #lila salt #adrien salt #miraculous ladybug #mlb confidence man au

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miraculesbians · 4 years ago

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I’ve somehow pumped out two chapters in a day!

#Lila salt #lila rossi bashing #adrien salt #alya salt #class salt #marinette deserves better #marigami #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #ml salt #mlb confidence man au #ml fanfic #mlb fanfic #saltember

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silverwhiteraven · 4 years ago

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Borne of the Stars - Chapter 15 - An MLB Kryptonian AU

Tag List: @weird-pale-blonde-person @kris-pines04 @catthhay @abrx2002 @amayakans @vixen-uchiha @heldtogetherbysafetypins @raisuke06 @dorkus-minimus @mopester-is-here @moonlightstar64 @toodaloo-kangaroo @the-navistar-carol @elspethshadow @chocolatecatstheron @ivymala07 Questionable Tags that don’t work?: @daminett4life @captainartsypants @annabellabrookes @eve-valution

[Author’s Note: Oh Hi there! This fic is now over a YEAR old! Woah!! ]

[ Summary: Ladybug figures out her Lucky Charm, just in the nick of time. ]

[ Posted on Ao3 ] [ Chapter 1 ] [ Chapter 14 ] [ Chapter 16 ]

Ladybug was up high, holding on to the top of the Eiffel Tower like a cliche reenactment of that Dancing in the Rain scene where the man is swinging around a lamp post. Only, she’s over 300 metres above the ground instead of just one, and she’s admittedly quite terrified of looking directly downward. Still, she pushes down the instinct to be terrified and looks out, beyond the surrounding park below, towards the glowing lines still spreading through the city.

“Map, roads, landmarks, personal pins, lost items…” Ladybug’s mind tried to piece together all the little clues she had gathered. She looked down to her hand, a small roll of red paper clutched in it. Letting it unfurl, she took note of the various numbers and letters printed in black ink. There was almost a pattern to it, though they made no particular sense to her.

“Map, landmarks, numbers, map, landmarks, numbers,” she repeated to herself, before it clicked. “Numbers and personal pins, all on a map. These are coordinates-! Ack! ” She held tighter to the tower, her momentary distraction making her tilt a bit too far out.

Still continuing to avoid looking down, Ladybug took one more glance to the skyline, and a certain marker caught her eye. It was one of the unique ones, further out towards the edges of the growing map. It was moving. But it wasn’t along any of the main roads. At least not above ground. And the Akuma had mentioned the subway.

“More than just a map,” Ladybug realized. “Slowly growing like a buffer, keeping track of places and active transit routes... This is a GPS! Of course! Atlas lost something, now they’re trying to track it down!” She looked down toward her hand, “My Luck Charm must be-” and she saw the ground, far, far below.

And Ladybug thought she was scared earlier when she was swinging precariously through the streets of Paris by the cord of a yo-yo.

It didn’t help that an unexpected beeping suddenly invaded her ears just as wind whipped hair into her eyes, and by instinct both hands went to her ears, eyes screwed shut.

Ladybug gasped, breath catching and body stiffening as she realized she was tilting away from her perch on the tower once again. Only now, she didn’t have a hand holding her to it, and the arm that finally reached out to grab for something, anything , was a moment too late.

There was no scream as she fell, only the rush of air around her, contrasting to the lack of breathing in her chest. Her two masked eyes opened out of fright, flinching from the wind. For a moment, she didn’t know which way was up or down, until her peripheral saw the top observation deck pass by in a blur.

She reached for her yo-yo clumsily, and knowing every second counted toward saving herself only made her muscles refuse to cooperate. Barely managing to get a finger through the yo-yo’s ring, Ladybug threw her only weapon out, towards the beams of the tower, hoping beyond hope that it would catch hold.

Her luck held, and the yo-yo caught.

But she was still falling, of course, and as the ground grew closer and the string drew taunt, Ladybug squeaked as she was suddenly swinging into the force of her own pendulum.

She swung past the ground between the legs of the Eiffel Tower and went back upwards, straight up through the open center of the first observation deck.

Her breath caught again as gravity slowed her upward trek, and for a moment, she felt herself suspended in the open air.

That moment stretched longer.

Before her brain could question the fact she was closer to floating than actually reaching the peak of upward lift, gravity reclaimed Ladybug, and she was falling again.

“Ack! Gotta stop gotta stop-!”

Tugged at the string of her yo-yo as she went, and it expanded, dropping her closer to the ground than before. At the moment she swung parallel to the ground, she gave another tug, and the yo-yo’s main body, wherever it had caught on the tower above, let itself free, and Ladybug tumbled into a roll across the ground.

“Owch… I really need to get better at this,” She grumbled to herself as she staggered back to standing. A black clad figure slid into place beside her, a hand reaching out to give balance, the other with an extended baton held out defensively.

“You sure do, Buggy,” Oncilla said. “Welcome back to the battle. Sorry I couldn’t catch you myself, Atlas is surprisingly tough to distract.”

Ladybug shook her head, “Think nothing of it, I’m fine. Thanks for giving me the time I needed to figure out what to do.”

“No problem! So what’s the plan now?” Oncilla asked as she picked up a still unsteady Ladybug and jumped out of the way of Atlas as they charged forward. It had barely been a minute since she left the battle to call for her Lucky Charm, but Ladybug already felt like the last time she had been moving around this much had been an hour ago. She was really going to need to get used to this whole stop-and-go process, and hopefully soon.

“My Lucky Charm gave me coordinates. I noticed that this whole thing, all the changes to the city, it’s a giant GPS system, tuned in to the Akuma’s own needs.”

“How does that help us fight it?” Oncilla asks, puzzled.

“We- we might not have to, I think that’s the point. Sometimes, the best thing to do in a fight is to not fight, but to help ,” Ladybug realized. “Quick, put me down, I need to get Atlas’s attention.”

Oncilla did as asked, and Ladybug immediately started waving her arms over her head.

“Truce! We call a truce!! I know how we can help each other without needing to fight!”

The Akuma paused in their attack, before flying straight to Ladybug and stopping directly in front of her, an intimidating figure that made the new hero flinch. Oncilla stood close, tense.

“Explain,” Atlas commanded with a voice of steel. “You have 30 seconds.”

“You’re connected to the map that's imposed over the city, right?” A nod in response. “Well, I think we found your items that you lost. At least, sort of.”

“ Sort of? ” they growled, prompting the Black Cat user to step closer and growl back.

“You’ll have to confirm it for us,” Ladybug appeased gently. “I have coordinates, they should lead you where you need to go since you know how to use the map. But…” She paused, glancing at her partner before continuing more confidently, “But we have to trade. Your Akumatized item, for my Lucky Charm. You get what you need, and we get what we need. A fair trade, right?”

There’s a pause, stretched out by held breaths and the flickering of a butterfly outline over eyes.

Atlas glanced at Ladybug's earrings, just as they started to beep for a second time, and the hero gulped. Then, the supervillain stepped back.

“You have a deal,” Atlas proclaimed, clearly ignoring Hawk Moth’s interruption. The two heroes let out relieved breaths. “But you’re coming with me. If I don’t get what I want, you’re both going to pay dearly.”

Oncilla and Ladybug nod in understanding, Ladybug a bit nervous in contrast to Oncilla’s confidence. No, it was pride, directed at Ladybug. “You’re doing great, Little Lady,” the Black Cat hero reassured with a grin. “This will be over soon. Let’s go.”

And with that, Ladybug hands her Lucky Charm to Atlas, who in turn hands over their own item. It was nothing more than small, shaped sticky notes meant for organization. It felt unnerving in Ladybug’s hand, something so small and simple able to be used for something so strong and menacing.

The two heroes then followed Atlas as they pinpointed the exact location of the coordinates. It was near one of the personal landmarks, a place Ladybug didn’t know, but Atlas clearly knew it. After some frustrated searching, another round of beeping from the earrings, and a couple tense moments where the heroes thought the Akuma might blow their top, the missing items were found.

Atlas held the pack of calligraphy and felt tip pens like they meant the world to them.

“Thanks,” they said quietly, genuinely. They handed the no longer needed Lucky Charm back to Ladybug with an appreciative nod. “Do what you need to do. I don’t need Hawk Moth any longer. I can deal with my own battles myself.”

Ladybug turned to Oncilla, smiling big with the overwhelming emotions of an unexpected victory. “Want to do the honors?” she asked as she held out the Akumatized sticky notes.

“I’d be happy to,” Oncilla purred, taking the item in her ringed hand. “Cataclysm!”

The sticky notes disintegrated, and a dark butterfly emerged like it was hatching from a cocoon. Ladybug, with an encouraging nudge from Oncilla that also served as a reminder, took out her yo-yo once more, activated its ability to purify, and caught the little insect.

“Bye-bye, little butterfly,” she whispered to the creature as it fluttered away. Then, with a deep breath, she clutched the Lucky Charm before tossing it high; “Miraculous Ladybug!”

Ladybug jumped back with a squeak, surprised by the sudden burst of black, red, and white magic from the item, watching in awe as it swept down the streets and into the distance.

A fourth set of beeps rang in her ears, drawing her attention away with a start.

“I need to go! Oncilla, can you-?”

“I can cover the civilian and make sure they get home; don’t worry, I got this! See you later, Your Ladyship ,” the other hero reassured and teased with a playful wink.

Ladybug giggled and flushed at the whole embarrassing ordeal. “Yes, of course- See you around then, Lancelot ,” she managed to return the tease through her flustered state, before throwing out her yo-yo and pulling herself back towards home.

#Borne of the Stars #maribat #Krypto-Mari AU #marinette dupain cheng #kara danvers #miraculous ladybug #dc super hero girls #kryptonian au #black cat kara

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pl-panda · 5 years ago

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Damienette Arranged Marriage: part 2

Part 1

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Okay. Here comes another part. I apologize if I missed someone for the Tag list, but in two days this got more responses than my other fics get in a week.

Credits: Miraculous Ladybug team for the elements I take from MLB show. DC for their characters, @ozmav for the AU, @maribat-archive for giving me access to so many different stories to have take inspirations from and me for the plot.

Damienette Arranged Marriage: part 2

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"I am so sorry they dragged you into this!" She started to apologize to him and trying to hug him. His instincts told him to push her away, but he was too stunned to follow on it. This girl was actually apologizing him for her life being ruined? Just where did his mother find her?

Marinette began to cry her heart out. She felt lost. The boy awkwardly reciprocated her hug, patting her back. His armor was not the most comfortable, but she didn’t care. The girl was always good at reading people. She could easily see that he was just as confused by this situation, only chose not show it.

Damian gave her one more look. The girl felt so fragile right now. When she first apologized to him something inside broke. She was kind, caring and selfless. His first thought was what was he pulled into. She apologized him for something she had no control over. Back home there were plenty of girl that once they found themselves in such situation would blame him, or even worse, try to abuse the situation. She chose to instead try and conform him. Tried being key word, because she quickly became a crying mess.

“I am sorry. I usually don’t break that easily…” She said between sobs. That was too much for Damian. He separated from her and cupped her hands with his. He noted that she was speaking french, but it wasn’t a problem for him. He was fluent in it. Learned it even before English actually.

“There is nothing you should apologize for. If anyone is to blame, it’s my mother and the old man who assisted her. You have no fault in this. I hold nothing against you” He did his best to comfort her. Even after spending five years with Bruce and the rest of ‘Batfam’ (He still didn’t like the name), Damian learned a bit about human interactions, but he was still far from any good at it. The bigger was his surprise that the girl actually calmed down a bit. She was no longer sobbing, but her eyes were still red and puffy. She nodded slowly.

“Thank you. I… I don’t usually shatter like that. I live… I lived in Paris.” She stated as if it would explain everything. Damian frowned at the past tense.

“Don’t worry. You will return there. Mother will not hold us captive for too long. Father will come for me soon.” He assured her.

“I… I…” She was at the loss of words. Before she gathered her thoughts and managed to say something, a new voice joined the conversation.

“Mistress Talia want to see you both. Please follow me.” Three assassins stood in front of them. Marinette quickly grabbed the cage with Tikki still inside and pulled her closer. She had no idea how to open this thing and Kwami was unhelpful in that matter. She looked at the boy. Only now she realized they never exchanged names. He nodded to her and stood up. She did too and stood next to him. Her ladybug instincts were telling her to try and find a way out, but common sense demanded she hide behind the boy.

She took a closer look at him. He was quite handsome. With green eyes deeper than even the ones of Adrien and fair skin. He had completely black hair that was combed back into spikes. His armor was decorated with some intricate design that any other day she would copy right away because it looked so amazing, but she was still feeling too down. It was dark gray with gold trimming. The red cape was held in place under his pauldrons and lower part formed into sort of skirt to protect his tights. He had the sword at his belt.

Damian snarled at the three assassins. “Lead the way. Be quick.” He acted as cold as he could, trying to act like he used to before his father showed him different path. To his amusement, the mooks stiffened and nodded quickly, leading them to his mother. Cowards. He scowled. It didn’t escape his attention that the girl held herself quite confident now, especially since she was a mess just a moment before. There was something strange about her. The creature she was carrying in the cage was constantly speaking to her in french and supporting her. Maybe she was not just some princess stolen from her life after all. At the same time, she was still a bit clumsy and easily scared. It made for… endearing combination. Just what the heck is going on with me!

They were led to a large, comfortable chamber witch held a single king-sized bed, a clean desk and a coffee table surrounded with three armchairs. All was mostly green, with addition of red. He knew this place. It was his mother’s private chamber.

“Hello Damian.” Speaking of the Devil, Talia walked from a doors in the far corner of the room. He didn’t notice them at first, but they were there. She was still dressed in her normal attire. The woman sat on one of the armchairs and pointed Marinette and Damian to do the same. He reluctantly did, and only then his ‘wife’ followed. “Tea?” Talia spoke in French, fully aware that her son would understand her, but unsure about the girl. She pointed to a fancy chinese Teapot and three cups on the table. Marinette did try to reach it, but Damian grabbed her by wrist and shook his head, earning a chuckle from his mother. “Oh please. Damian, poisoning you now would be counterproductive. I wouldn’t want to loose my new allies.”

“What is your game, Mother?” Damian hissed (also in French), but he let go of Marinette. She shakingly reached for the set. Talia smiled at the girl and helped her.

“Oh. Quite simple. Instead of removing a threat, I got us an ally.”

“Got you an ally. I already said I don’t want to have any part in this.” Damian said in cold fury. Marinette just sipped her tea, watching the two and slowly calming. She registered everything going on between them and her worries weren’t calmed in even smallest way.

“You will thank me one day son.” She stated. “But that’s not why I invited you two.” She pulled a small key and tossed it to Marinette, who instinctively catched it. As clumsy as she might be, she did have a good reflex. “There is no longer a point in holding the Kwami in cage.”

Instantly, the girl opened the cage and Tikki flew out, cuddling into Marinette. There were no spoken words between them, but the fact that they were both here was enough.

“What is this mother?”

“This, Damian, is a Kwami. A small god if you wish. But I am sure your wife will tell you more about it later. Now there is more pressing question: what’s next?”

“What do you mean?” Both the boy and girl asked confused.

“You are married now. But what do you plan on doing with it?” She smiled at the befuddled expression on their faces.

“First, I want to state that I despise you right now Mother. Forcing an innocent, powerless girl into this was crossing a line.”

“Excuse me?!” Tikki shouted, surprising Damian. “Marinette is anything but powerless! She is the bravest, kindest, most selfless and caring person that I know. She is strongest Ladybug yet so be careful how you speak about her, Heir of Demon!” The small Kwami shouted at the even more befuddled Damian. Talia was smirking until Tikki turned at her. The expression of cold fury didn’t work well on something so cute and with her pichy voice her anger was more endearing than scary. “And don’t get me started on you, daughter of Demon! You dare forcing my Chosen into this disgusting plots of yours. You are lucky she is too important to me to endanger her because otherwise I would get Plagg to wipe out this whole mountain range just to get you!”

Back in her armchair, Marinette tried to meld with the furniture. She wanted to disappear, become invisible. But at the same time, she couldn’t help but be thankful to Tikki. She was defending her and Marinette was happy to know that she is cared about. The girl looked at the two other humans in the room to see the boy… her husband… unnerved by the Kwami and the woman… her mother-in-law… looking amused. “Tikki! I think that’s enough. I just want to go home, to my parents…” Ladybug tried to calm her friend.

“I believe we were not yet properly introduced.” The woman stated. “I am Talia Al Ghul and this is my son…”

“Damian Wayne.” The boy interrupted, sending a deathly glare at his mother.

Marinette stared at him with an open mouth like he just declared to be a werewolf. She never saw any pictures of Wayne kids before, but something was telling him this was true. He didn’t need to lie to her in any way. They were already married. On that thought she had to keep tear from forming in her eye. She then realized that he was waiting for her.

“Oh! Right! Sorry! My name is Marinette. Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Or now it will be Marinette Wayne? Or Marinette Dupain-Cheng Wayne? Do you use your mother’s name as well? Because then it would be Marinette Dupain-Cheng Al Ghul Wayne… Oh Kwami! How am I supposed to fit it under ‘name’ label in documents!” She started babbling completely random things until Damian placed a hand on her.

“Calm down. Breath. Don’t worry about it. I will take care of this.” His voice was perfectly calm, without any emotions. His face also took a bit more genial appearance, but he was still scowling in his mother’s direcion. Marinette slowly returned to senses.

“I am so sorry. I usually don’t panic. You know. Living in paris with all the Akumas.” She actually smiled. Never before Damian saw such prominent smile.

“What is Akuma?” He asked.

“Wait, you never heard about Hawkmoth?” She asked surprised. “I thought the news reached to America… Maybe that’s because Justice League ignored…” She stopped for a moment, remembering that her identity was supposed to be a secret, but then again, with Tikki floating around there was no real point in trying to cover it. “ignored my call for help back when I first became Ladybug. It’s been almost two years now that he is terrorizing Paris though.” She remembered when she became Ladybug, after particularly close Akuma attack she decided to call in help. She used her yo-yo to contact the League, but Green Lantern laughed in her face, calling it prank and threatening to sue her.

“And Justice League didn’t do anything? You look my age!”

“I am fifteen thank you very much.” She huffed.

“Exactly! So you’ve been doing it since you were twelve? Did you at least have some help?”

“Well, there was my partner, Chat Noir. And later on Master Fu trained me to be the next guardian.” She saddened on the thought of her former teacher.

“So two barely-teenagers were the only people protecting city from a terrorist attacks?” Damian was suddenly fuming. He had no idea why, but he felt protective over this ray of sunshine. She did not deserve this. “And the Justice League didn’t help?” She shook her head in response. Damian felt his hand instinctively go to his sword.

“But that’s a good thing. I don’t think I would be able to deal with akumatized Superman. Or even Flash. Or any other hero.”

“Don’t worry. I will have a talk with them about that.”

“You know them?!” Marinette screamed. Well, he was Wayne, but she didn’t think even the richest family in America had this kind of connections.

Talia watched this exchange with amusement. Maybe this girl wouldn’t be so bad for her son. She was reluctant to agree to this, but ultimately it was necessary. And now that she saw them interact they seemed like perfect couple. She brought light into the darkness that dwelled in her son while he gave her stability.

“Guess since you revealed your secret to me, it would be only fair for me to reciprocate.” He stated, sighting. “I am Robin.” He dropped the bomb as casually as he could. She looked at him with open eyes.

Before either could say anything more, there was a commotion outside. Talia instantly jumped from her chair and pulled her gun. Damian drew the sword and held it close. For a brief moment a memory of the attack Deathstroke led at the temple five years ago returned to his mind. Marinette looked at Tikki. The Kwami nodded, instantly understanding what was that about. “Tikki! Spots on!” She shouted and pink light enveloped her. When it died, Marinette was now dressed in red skintight bodysuit covered in black spots and with a black turtleneck. On her face was a red mask with five black spots that were in a symmetrical design. The bands holding her hair back became red ribbons, resembling a ladybug's antenas.

Damian wanted to stare at the girl, but the commotion got closer and closer to the doors. He took stance, ready to attack. Next to him, Ladybug started to spin her yo-yo in front, forming a pink shield.

The doors finally bursted open, revealing a towering man in suit that resembled bat in some way. “Demon Spawn!” Behind him came another voice, calling to the boy. Former assassin only groaned.

“Shut up Todd!” He scowled and sheathed his sword. “Looks like cavalry is finally here. Took you long enough.” Damian turned to Marinette. “Meet my father and a bunch of idiots that he adopted. I am still the only blood son mind you.” He announced that last one with pride.

“Whatever keeps you running demon spawn.”

“Stay silent Drake or I will make you!”

Bruce watched stunned. “Damian! No names in the field.” Batman gave another murderous glare at the girl. Everything about her practically screamed hero, but Bruce was a tidy bit overprotective about his family. To his surprise, the girl didn’t even flinch at his best patented bat-stare ®. She just smiled, but Damian spoke faster.

“I already told her about us. She knows who I am and even a complete idiot would figure the rest from there. And mother knew all along, so I still don’t see a problem here.”

“And why would you tell her everything?!” Jason screamed, still hidden behind Batman’s towering posture.

“Because she is my wife Todd!” Damian screamed. The silence in the room was thick enough that if the assassin swinged his sword, he would be able to cut it in half. Finally, Bruce was the one to break it.

“Fuck.”

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Meet the Addams: An Adrien Addams Fanfic

Based on @awholelotofladybug ‘s awesome AU! Check it out! I do not own MLB or the AU.

They're creepy and they're kooky

Mysterious and spooky

They're all together ooky

Adrien's family!

It was a typical day at Francios Dupont College. The students in Madame Bustier's class were gathering their belongings and supplies to begin the first lesson of the day. Marinette Dupain-Cheng, the class representative, sat among her friends, chitchatting about trivial things.

All of the sudden, there came the sound of much squeaking and squealing coming from down the hallway that see,ed to grow louder and louder, accompanied by shrieks and screams of horror. Before any of the class could figure out what was going on, in swept Adrien Addams, the exchange student from America, pale blonde, and wearing black from head to toe. Under his feet was a hoard of wet, beady-eyed sewer rats, carrying him on their backs like a Greek God on a cloud. A very creepy Greek god, on a very creepy cloud.

Almost everyone in the room cried in terror, climbing on top of their seats and desks avoid making contacts with the rats, should the vermin choose to scatter around the floor of the classroom. Adrien stepped off the hoard of rats, as casually as stepping off the stairs. "Merci, my little friends. Au revoir!" And with a wave of his hand, Adrien sent the mice scurrying back towards wherever they had come from.

Adrien noticed the strange looks from his classmates. "What? I couldn't get any bats to bring me in. Daylight and all." Alya frowned heavily. "I know I've asked this a hundred times before, but...heck, I'll ask it again." She turned to Marinette. "Girl, what do you see in that guy?" Marinette sighed dreamily, like a fangirl sighing at the image of her teen idol. "I can't explain it, Alys. There's just got something about him that makes me swoon."

"Cara mia!" Adrien bounded up the steps to Marinette and took her by the hand, trailing kisses up her arm. "I come here with wonderful news!" Marinette smiled at yer boyfriend. "What is it, mon cher?" Adrien grinned. "As ypu know, I have been an exchange student here for many months. Sadly, that would make my time here temporary."

"Not temporary enough.", remarked a nasally, cynical voice. It came from none other than Chloe Bourgeois, the daughter of the Mayor of Paris. She couldn't stand Adrien Addams, and had made that clear from the day he showed up. Everything about him, from his pale skin and dark clothes to his passion for all things dark and spooky, gave her the creeps. She couldn't wait for him to go back to America and stop scaring her.

Adrien ignored her snide comment. "But no need to cry, my darling!", he cooed to Marinette. "I have spoken with my mother and father, and they tell me that instead of me returning to New York, the family shall instead join me in Paris, so that I may continue to study and mingle with all of you!"

There was a thump, and every head turned to where the noise had come from to see Chloe fallen on the floor on her side. She looked terrified. Her blue eyes had doubled in size, and one was twitching as she spoke, not daring to look anyone in the face. "Your...your family is moving here? To...To Paris?"

"Well, nothing's set in stone.", Adrien said. "They are still sort of on the fence about it. They first must find the right house before they even think moving the whole family here. Sadly, we can't find a company that can ship our beloved family home overseas. So they will only seriously consider the move if they find a house that meets our family standards. But I have high hopes."

"Oh, Adrien! That's wonderful!", exclaimed Marinette. "That means you'll get to stay here, right at my side." Adrien grabbed his girlfriend, brought her to her feet, and dipped her, before locking his lips with her own. Chloe watched the happy couple through glaring, narrowed eyes, growling under her breath, so that no one but herself heard, "Over my dead body."

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"Yes, Mousier Addams.", said Mlle. Sophie Ranchi, filing through the documents, holding the phone against her ear by her shoulders to leave her hands free to sort. "I assure you, this is the best house on the market. Every family in Paris practically bidding on it." She paused and listened on the other end. "Oh, you want to see it first? I guess I understand that. I'll send you the address and meet you there for a tour first thing tomorrow morning. But you better be quick, before someone makes another offer."

She hung up, and kept shuffling through the documents. "They seem like lovely people.", she said to her assustant, Simon, as he handed her her morning coffee. "I hope they move in. But this is the last avaible house in Paris. If they don't snatch it up, I'm not sure how they can male the move." She started to sip her mocha as Simon tapped his chin and asked innocently, "What about that house up the hill? 29-16 Blacks Row?"

Sophie spit out her coffee in shock, then looked at him with wide eyes. "That old abandoned manor that's practically caving in on itself? Goodness, Simon, no! They'll never want that house! It looks like something out of a horror movie! Its even been rumored to be haunted! Almost everyone who's lived there has claimed to hear ghosts in the walls and eerie, unusual things happen in the empty rooms!"

She sighed as she set her coffee down. "I appreciate your input, Simon, but I gave up on that house a long time ago. No one's going to want to buy it. Heck, if I even try to sell it to the Addamses, I bet it would even dissuade them from moving here altogether!" Her alarm went off. "Time for my next showcase! Be a dear and send the address of the good house to Mousier Addams! His number's on the paper there!" And with that, she left the office.

Simon did as he was told and sent the right address to the number. "And...there!" He finished his work and quickly exited the office for his break. As soon as he closed the door behind him, two young ladies, one short with red hair and big glasses, the other blonde and menacing-looking, crawled out from under the desk.

"Come on, Sabrina! Before they get back!" The redhead sighed as she watched her friend/master sit in front of Sophie's computer and start typing on the keyboard. "Chloe, are you sure we should be doing this?" "Do you want Mousier, Dark and Spooky haunting our school until we graduate?", Chloe asked sarcastically as she typed up a new message to Mr. Addams.

Oops, wrong address. I really meant 29-16 Blacks Row. I promise, once you see it, you'll know whether or not you want to move to Paris.

With a scheming grin, Chloe then deleted the conversation so the miscommunication could not be corrected. "Its done." She rushed Sabrina out of the room, but stopped a moment to bask in her premature triumph. "Have a safe trip back to America, Addams." And she shut the door behind her and booked it out of there before she was caught.

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Chloe sat proudly in her desk the next day in class, secure in her victory, confident that this would be Adrien Addams's last day at Francois Dupont College. Marinette walked into class, saw the look on Chloe's face, amd recognized it instantly. "Chloe! I know that smirk! What did you do?"

Every eye in the room turned to Chloe, who smiled devlishly at her schoolmates. "I pulled a string or two...to make sure Adrien's family went to see the wrong house to buy." "Huh?", came Nino's response. "I sent them the wrong address from their realtor.", the blonde explained. "To that creepy old house up on the hill! I heard Sophie say that seeing it might make them decide not to move at all!"

Marinette gasped. "But that would mean...Adrien would have to go back to America!" "Exactly!", Chloe scoffed haughtily. "Now I don't need to worry about that little freak invading my perfect world!" Marinette looked as if she did not know whether to yell at Chloe or cry for her beloved.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, she was dipped by a pair of arms, a pair of lips pressed firmly against her own. Adrien pulled back with a wide grin. His romancing made Marinette forget her sorrows for a moment, forget that she would soon lose him forever, thanks to Chloe. "Well, someone's in a good mood."

"For good reason, my darling!", he said, pulling her back to her feet. "I come here with wonderful news! Mother and Father have found the perfect house to reside here in Paris!" Chloe jerked upright. "Wait, what?" Adrien nodded. "Yes! 29-16 Blacks Row!" Alya blinked. "The creepy old house on the hill! No one wants that house!"

"Its hideous!", cried Max. "Its horrible!", exclaimed Rose. "I heard that it's even haunted!", said Nathaniel with a shudder. Adrien faced them all with a beaming smile. "I know! Its almost as if it was made to be our home! Mother and Father adored it from first glance!" Everyone looked at Adrien like he was crazy. Then again, they all already sort of thought that.

Slowly, but surely, Marinette's lips formed a smile. "Wait...if your parents found a house, does that mean..." He faced her with a grin. "Oui, my darling! We shall remain together in Paris after all! My parents are in the principal's office right now, signing the paperwork to permanently enroll me in this school!" Marinette beamed from ear to ear. "Oh, Adrien! I'm so happy!" She boldly kissed him on the lips.

Ivan stood up. "Wait a minute...I don't wanna interrupt your moment, but let me get this straight...your parents actually liked the creepy house?" "Indeed, we did!", said someone with a thick Italian accent. Every head turned in the direction of the doorway. In stepped two people.

One was a man of short stature and roundish build. He wore a navy blue-and-white pinstriped suit, under a crisp white shirt with a red tie, with a tiny gold knife of some sort sliced through the material in the center. His black hair was parted in the center, his tiny mustache curling with his wide smile, that had something in it that sent chills up and down one's spine.

The other was a woman, tall and slender, so slender, in fact, that the outline of her skeleton could be seen poking from underneath her skin. And that skin! It was whiter than the first snow of winter. Her dress, clinging tightly to her body as if sucking on it, the neckline plummeting all the way just around her breasts, the skirt pooling around her feet, was as deadly black as her long, shiny raven tresses that flowed smoothly around her shoulders. Even her eyes and lips were as black as a starless night.

Adrien faced the two proudly, giving them firm hugs. He then faced his classmates, seemingly oblivious to their shellshocked expression. "Everyone! Meet my dear parents! Mousier and Madame Addams." Mousier Addams stepped up to Mme. Bustier with a creepy grin. The poor schoolteacher looked like she wasn't sure whether to cower or greet the man. Finally, she stuttered out, "Greetings. So...you're Adrien's father?"

"Gomez Addams, in the flesh, miss!", he confirmed, taking her by the hand shaking it with energy and enthusiasm. His voice was laced with a thick Italian accent. "I thought we could take the opportunity to meet all of Adrien's little friends!" He looked towards the second row. "Hark! What is that I see? In the pigtails? Is that the exquisite young lady who has stolen my boy's heart? Marinette!"

Marinette looked at Alya, uncertain how to react, until Madame Addams called to her, "Come on down, so we can properly meet the girl who has enchanted our dear son." Her tone was low, slow, and smooth, like she was trying to seduce everyone she spoke to. Marinette rose from her seat and walked down the steps in front of Mme. Addams, who examined her with a critical eye. Finally, she gave a firm nod and said, "You are quite an attractive young lady."

Marinette smiled, a little more at ease. "Merci becoup, Madame Addams." "Oh, darling,", said the woman, taking Marinette's hand in one of her own and giving it a gentle pat on the back with her free one. "You are dating my son. We're practically family now. No need for such formalities. Call me Morticia."

"Morticia?", piped up Juleka, giving the pale woman an odd look, glancing back and forth between her and Rose. "Your name is Morticia? Like...mortician?" "That is correct, dear." Marinette smiled. "Goodness, your...your hands are...very cold." "Super pale, black lips, cold hands...", Kim trailed off, then looked at Adrien. "Dude, is your mom dead? Like, the living dead?" Morticia smiled. "If only, child. If only."

She looked down at Marinette. "I heard you're quite smitten with my boy. He's told me all about you. Hoiw you followed him everywhere after you first met, how you kept his shedule in your own, how you plastered pictures of him all over your walls..." Marinette flushed in humiliation. "Madame, I can explain..." To her surprise, Morticia smiled at her. "Its utterly charming! Reminds me of how I acted when I first met my darling Gomez! You're a keeper!"

"Ah, yes!", exclaimed Gomez. "I remember when I first found out you were clipping off pieces of my hair to keep in a little box! How you planned to perform a voodoo ritual to make me lust after you." Morticia smiled as she went up to her husband. "Well, turns out there was no need." "Yes...", Gomez purred lovingly. "The moment I found your shrine with my toenail clippings that you had stolen from my home, I knew that you were the one for me."

"Did he say toenail clippings?", squeaked Mylene uncomfortably. Adrien nodded, seemingly unnerved by his parents' so-called "love story". Alya gaped at Gomez and Morticia, lost in each other's dark, soulless eyes, then looked back at Adrien, pointing to his mother and father. "These are your parents?" Adrien nodded again. Alya gave a deadpan look. "Well, there's that mystery solved."

"Hiya, kiddos!" In walked a tall, chubby man with a bald head and big nose, wearing a dark overcoat. His voice was squawky, like that of a parrot. "Ah! My brother, Fester!", announced Gomez. He walked over and threw an arm around his brother. "These are friends of Adrien's!" "Ooh, friends!", cried Fester. "I made some new friends in Paris, too! Look!"

He opened up his coat, and a huge murder of black ravens flew out, spreading their wings and flying towards the students, cawing and shrieking as the kids screamed in fright. One of them perched itself on top of Chloe's head, tangling it's talons in to her blond hair, and started pecking away at her forehead. "Aw, that means she likes you!", said Fester.

"That's my boy!" In walked a short, fat woman, with sickly yellow skin and mismatched eyes. The right one was a normal dark brown, while the other one was translucent, like it was blind. Her mud-brown clothes were ragged and tattered, her gray-white hair was a tangled, matted mess all around her shoulders, and her strange beaded necklace jangled around her thick neck, shining like the sweat on her long, witch-like nose.

"Mama!", cried Fester. "Everyone, meet Grandma Addams!", Gomez declared, gesturing towards his mother. "The heart and soul of our family." "Grandma,", said Morticia. "Come meet Marinette. Adrien's girlfriend." "Ah, yes!", cried Grandma, in her thick Italian accent, identical to Gomez's. "The future Mrs. Adrien Addams!" Marinette blushed deeply at that.

Grandma hobbled over to the teenage girl and looked closely at her slender figure. "Oooh, but she's awfully skinny! No good for popping out babies!" Marinette's whole face turned red. Grandma reached into her floral carpet bafg and pulled out a covered plate. "I have the cure for that." She pulled back the tinfoil to reveal a pile of golden-brown cookies. "My speciality! One for each of you!"

"Sweet!", Nino said , grabbing one and taking a big bite. Kim and Max came over and took some, too. Max had an intriqued look on his face as he sampled the flavor. "Moist, chewy cookies...hint of dark chocolate..." He crunched his teeth on something. "There's something crunchy...can't place the flavor." "Me, neither.", said Nino. "Is it nougat? Peanut?" Grandma smiled. "Oh, those must be the beetles."

All at once, the boys stopped mid-chew to stare at Grandma with wide, hollow eyes. "Beetles?" Their eyes cast downwards to the little black chunks in the cookies that they had assumed were chocolate chips. Not that they were looking more closely, they could see the little legs and spots of blood from where they had been bitten.

All three bits screamed in horror and disgust, spitting the remains of cookie out of their mouth and wiping the crumbs from their tongues. Marinette noticed Grandma holding the plate out towards her with an expectant look. As politely as she could muster, she said, "Um...no, thank you, Madame. I...don't want to spoil my appetite for supper."

"Hello." Everyone jumped as they noticed how a little girl had mysteriously appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, at front of the classroom, wearing a blank resting face. She had on a dark-colored dress and pitch-black hair arranged in twin braids draped over her shoulders. "Wednesday! My little sister!", Adrien exclaimed fondly. He noticed the strange unknown object wrapped in a white shroud that she held in her arms. "And what do you have there?"

"I found it on the curb outside the school.", she said in a creepy monotone, like one of those eerie twin girls in The Shining movie. "It was run over. Squished beyond recognition." She turned to her mother. "Can I keep it?" The class looked disturbed. "Uh...what are you gonna do with roadkill?" Wednesday turned her emotionless gaze in his direction, and Nathaniel felt a chill go through him. "Bring him back to life." Nate gulped. "I'd ask how, but something tells me I don't wanna know."

Marinette approached the little girl. "Bonjour. My name's Marinette." She touched one of Wednesday's braids, noticing how the ends had been tied into slim loops. "I like what you've done with your hair." "Thank you.", said Wednesday, monotone still in tact. "I drew inspiration for the style from the nooses they used to hang people for witchcraft in the seventeenth century." A disturbed expression flashed across Marinette's face, but she quickly replaced it with an anxious smile. "Oh...that's so...creative. Never would have thought of that. How original."

"Now, Wednesday,", tsked Morticia. "We already have a pet. Remember? Kitty?" "Oh, did you bring Kitty to Paris, Mother?", asked Adrien giddily, like a child getting a puppy for Christmas. "Indeed!", said Gomez pulling out his phone. "If you want to talk to him, I have his intercom." He dialed a number. "Kitty! Adrien's here!" Adrien took the phone from his father and put it on speaker. "How is our little sweetums?"

Seconds later, the room was filled with the sound of a wild roar, the ferocious sound echoing off the walls and sending almost everyone into shock. Everyone who wasn't an Addams looked stunned. "Was that a lion?", asked Nino. Adrien nodded. "I know that roar! He missed me! Don't worry, I'll see you soon, Kitty." As soon as he hung up the phone, there was a BOOM coming from down the hall.

Everyone went running to the source to see smoke wafting from the science laboratory. The door had been blown clean off, the wood black and burnt in most places. Seconds later, Mlle. Mendelivez staggered out if the smog, her purple hair and white lab coat singed, her face covered in ash, her glasses cracked and broken over her wide, terrified eyes.

Seconds after that, out walked a pudgy little boy, as casually as could be, wearing a red-and-white striped short and little black shorts, the space around his bellybutton exposed. He slipped his goggles over his hair, atop his short blond hair, and looked up at the science teacher with dark, devilishly-gleeful eyes with dark bags underneath. "Nice workin' with ya, lady."

"Pugsly!" The boy looked in the direction of his family. "What did your father and I say about blowing things up for fun?", asked Morticia sternly. Pugsly sighed. "Only do it at home." "Exactly!", said Gomez sharply, earning him strange and surprised looks from the others. "Sorry, Pop.", said Pugsly. "This ol' hag didn't believe I could make a grenade from some hay, carbon monoxide, and an old thermos. I had to put her in her place." Gomez looked at the principal. "We shall cover the damages." Poor Damocles was in such a state of shock, he could only nod as his mouth hung open, still gaping at the scene.

"Eeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhh!" All heads turned to the school entrance. Students and teachers screamed in terror, scattering away like frightened chickens from the ten-foot-tall, sickly-green-skinned man stomping slowly through the doorway. He had a dead face on, bolts on his neck, and staggered with each step like a zombie. He looked , sounded and acted like he had stepped right from the pages of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein.

Before anyone could really panic, a young woman walked to his side. Unlike the last few people who had appeared, she looked completely normal. No ghostly pale skin, no scars, no bald spots, no extra limbs, nothing strange about her at all. Just an average middle-aged woman wearing glasses, her dark hair pulled back into a bun with one strand of her bangs dyed bright red. "Lurch says its time to go. We still need to enroll Wednesday and Pugsly at their respective schools."

"Oh, of course!", exclaimed Gomez, heading towards the stairs. "Family! We must be off!" Morticia kissed Adrien on the head before following her husband. "Supper is at six, my little tarantula. We're having your favorite. Black beans and brew." Alix gave her a funny look. "Uh...don't you mean beans and stew?" Morticia shook her head. "No. We're having witches' brew. We found the perfect coven to get it from, right here in France."

The entire class watched as Adrien watched goodbye to his creepy, kooky, mysterious, spooky, all-together ooky family as they slithered away like a nest of slippery snakes out the doorway of the school. Chloe frowned deeply. Her plan to send Adrien packing had backfired spectacularly. Now she would have to out up with not only him, but his insane family as well.

Marinette tried to lighten her friends' spooked moods with a nervous laugh. "Well...they seem nice. In their own way." Nino smirked. "One thing's for sure. Now that the whole Addams clan is on the scene, things are gonna be a whole lot more interestin'!"

So grab a witch's shawl on,

A broomstick you can crawl on,

Its time to pay a call on

Adrien's family!

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verfound · 5 years ago

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FICLET: A Miraculously Murderous May: Day 22: Bleeding Out (MLB/XY Roth; DLM AU)

Prompt: Bleeding Out

Character/Pairing: Xavier-Yves Roth

Rating: K+ / PG / Most Ages

Notes: DLM AU. I’ve been wanting to do XY’s death, but honestly I’m not the biggest XY fan and was having trouble with it. (Look for two updates today & tomorrow. I was good on my schedule, and then we had some home/repair issues that wiped me out and I completely forgot about updating. Sorry, y’all!)

Robert Roth was…not the most pleasant man to be the acquaintance of. He was loud, quarrelsome, boisterous, and more than a bit of a drunkard. He had his hands in the pockets of pretty much every name in town, or maybe it was he had every name in his pockets. Mr. Roth was one of those new money types, you see, that was so distasteful to all the old money that came before. What was worse was that no one seemed to know where his money came from, anyway, which made his sudden presence among the old money crowds of the Parisian scene that much more jarring. He walked with the confidence and swagger of a man who owned the town while the town was secretly wishing he would just walk out.

#miraculous ladybug #xy roth #fanfic #ml fic #ver fic #murder may #dead like me au #dlm lukanette au #I don't like XY ok #but I kept telling myself I had to do his death #you can tell how much I don't like him #when you compare the length of this to the length of the one later #rofl #I play favorites #totally rock n roll man

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waytoomanyinterests · 5 years ago

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childhood friends au! mlb

I’m a sucker for cliché tropes, k?

(you are too, don’t freaking deny it)

This first peek or what you wanna call it is kind of ish sorta gonna be centered on Origins:

- Marinette and Adrien first met when they were around 6 y/o

- they hung out regularly up until Emilie disappeared and Gabriel practically locked Adrien up in the house

- with Nathalie in control of Adrien’s phone and computer it’s a once-in-a-blue-moon event that Marinette and Adrien even message each other, but it makes them both happy and they can keep going for hours

- Marinette has tried pleading with the man who’s been like a mentor to her, asking him to loosen up on behalf of Adrien but Gabriel shuts her out as well and doesn’t answer any phone calls from the Dupain-Cheng’s

- around a year passes, and it’s mostly defined as gloomy

- Marinette misses not only Adrien but also Gabriel and Emilie; they were like a second family to her

- Gabriel is also the only person who really understands how she feels about fashion, and he gave her pointers (in his own way) to help her get better

- and he misses his little intern as well but obviously won’t admit it

- Emilie was like another mom figure, the one she would ask for help when she accidentally broke something and was too afraid to tell Sabine or invite for a tea party that Adrien didn’t want to join

- Emilie loved to have a little girl in her life that she could pamper and have manicures with; Adrien wasn’t too fond of it

- the Dupain-Cheng’s was on the other hand a second family to Adrien

- they taught him how to bake and manage a house without a butler

- Tom gave him an another perspective of how a father could be, and while Adrien loves Gabriel dearly (he was a different man in Adrien’s childhood) he also loves Tom just as much

- and yes, Adrien gets his puns from Tom

- Sabine is to him what Emilie is to Marinette; another mom figure

- Sabine teaches him martial arts (which she teaches Marinette as well admittedly) but Adrien is her little taster; that boy is never full and always gives an honest opinion

- both Sabine and Tom misses him but they’re also worried about how he’s really fairing with a heartbroken and therefore cold father

- but cue first day of school!

- Adrien has made up his mind

- he’s going to school no matter what his father thinks

- his choice of school is obvious since he already has friends there; Collège Françoise Dupont

- or well, at least Marinette is his friend

- he’s not really sure about Chloe

- either way he’s going!

- he decides to surprise Marinette with it and starts the day with a smile

- Marinette? Not so much

- she ruined breakfast, is absoloutely ceratin she’ll have to be in the same class as Chloe again and now she’s running late (as usual)

-it was for a good cause though, so she’s not that upset

- and she’s happy that the old man made it out okay

- Adrien was at the school just a minute earlier, feeling confident

- he would make it!

- he didn’t

- but helping that old man couldn’t make him too upset

- he did however fail his mission and defeated he goes home

- the next day goes about the same

- only this time, Adrien succeeds! he makes it to school! with permission!

- that doesn’t sound as cool, but he’s still there!

- he eagerly looks around but fails to locate Marinette

- a gasp and shout of “Adrikins!” tells him that Chloe is nearby and soon he has a mess of blonde hair in his face

- but god did Chloe’s perfume always smell this much?

- after an explanation of why he’s there and a quick look at his schedule Chloe is squealing, saying they’re in the same class and dragging him off to who-knows-where

- he sighs, resigned to his fate

- the minutes drag on, with Adrien keeping an eye out for Marinette and at the same time listening to Chloe

- needing a break (especially from her perfume, good gracious) he makes sure that they reach his classroom first so he can locate it before excusing himself to the bathroom

- “no! uh, I mean - you don’t have to take me Chloe, I saw it on the way”

- he quickly scrambles off, taking deep breaths of fresh air

- finding the bathroom he stays there a few minutes before making his way back to the classroom

- and is greeted by a glorious sight

- Marinette is there! Finally! And it seems as though they’re in the same class!

- finally some good luck!

- but she looks pissed off though?

- that worries him, because it’s not like Marinette to be angry

- and it seems as though her anger is directed at Chloe

- not that surprising, he’s seen how Chloe can be

- “Mari, what’s wrong?” he asks while raising an eyebrow at Chloe

- Marinette whips around as quick as lightning

- she has been ridden with guilt of her actions yesterday and Chloe putting the gum on her chair did not make her any happier

- that voice and that person makes her happier though

- but she freezes

- because is she hallucinating? or is that actually her best friend whom she hasn’t seen in a year?

- “Uhm, Mari? You in there?” Adrien asks jokingly, walking towards her and gently knocking his fingers against her head

- inside on the other hand he’s close to freaking out since Mari just stands there, not doing anything

- why isn’t she doing anything?

- Marinette mumbles something he can’t make out, looking dazed

- “sorry? What was that?”

- “am I hallucinating? Since there’s no way you can be real. I mean, uncle Gabriel doesn’t let you out of the house and definitely doesn’t let you attend public school” Marinette says, voice almost close to a shriek

- Adrien grins

- “well, I managed to convince him to let me attend. You’re stuck with me now”

- “I am?”

- “you are”

- then Marinette snaps out of her trance and actually realizes that he’s right in front of her

- Adrien. Her best friend, her brother in all but blood

- and she starts crying

- because he’s here

- and maybe things will get better now

- “oh no, this was an awful idea wasn’t it? You obviously don’t want me here and oh shit I’ve ruined everything haven’t I? I’m sorry Marinette, please forg- oof”

- suddenly he’s knocked backwards, only reflexes making him stay on his feet

- it takes him a second to realise that Marinette’s hugging him

- his panic lowers a notch, because it can’t be that awful if she’s hugging him like this

- right?

- so he hugs back just as tightly, loving to be able to be this close to her again after a year of isolation

- “shut up dumdum - this is the best surprise ever, and oh my god I’ve missed you so much I’m so happy you’re here” Marinette babbles, tears still streaming but a little less now

- Adrien smiles softly and rests his chin on top of her hair

- “I’m happy too Mari”

eeeekkk mah babiesss, they need love and happiness *sobbing*

#mlb #miraculous ladybug #miraculous au #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #childhood friends #reunion #origins #ish #hunnies #they need happiness #and i'm all for a gabriel and marinette relationship #makes the reveal of hawkmoth so much more angsty

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kpopchangedme · 6 years ago

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Starboy IV: The Quack Doctor

It’s simply by happenstance that you meet the cutest Resident of Traditional Korean Medicine on campus; Park Jinyoung.

Mini-Masterlist M A S T E R L I ST

Protagonists: Im Jaebum & you / Park Jinyoung

Word Count: 2.1k

Genre: SFW – University!au – Baseball – Romance – *socially offensive language* – Mini-Series

Lysandre’s note: JINYOUNG IS FINALLY HERE. You’ve been warned. Links are broken to try to beat Tumblr at its own game, but fret not they’re still in my bio so the other parts are easy to find.

Three weeks.

The first one left you feeling like shit, which is weird because you don’t care about Jaebum – not at all. It’s probably just because you hate being yelled at; hate the idea of upsetting anyone. Although, you weren’t really the one who upset him. Thinking back to that night – overthinking – made you realize he was just drunk and mad. Not really at you, but rather at the situation and you were at the wrong place at the wrong time. Or he was just scared...

That’s why you’re so angry at him the second week. Who the fuck does he think he is to yell at you like that when you were just offering help? Over a fucking broken pint of beer?

You hope he bursts his pitching shoulder… Still, by the second Thursday, you surprise yourself by researching the Tommy John Surgery on internet, feeling guilty about the negative energy you’ve been sending Jaebum’s way.

Now, it’s the third week and you realized that you don’t care. You learned a lot through this experience. The next time you’ll need a quick fix, you’ll make sure to choose somebody without anger issues and most importantly... Somebody that nobody ever talks about...

“– amazing season! Their best in 15 years, all the rookies are amazing.”

You take a bite of your sandwich, silently listening to your colleague talk to his friend and feeling like blowing your own head off. Why did you have to get stuck with people obsessed with baseball? Why not hockey or water polo, actual entertaining sports.

“Important MLB teams already want him, but he insists on graduating from here because of his family and studies, isn’t that crazy?” You roll your eyes; yeah sure.

His friend chirps in. “What’s his nickname… It’s something cocky and–”

“Starboy”, you answer morosely, causing both men to stare at you. “Everyone calls him Starboy.”

“Yeah, exactly!” Your colleague Chansung claps, somehow proud that you know this much. “I didn’t know you followed baseball y/n!” You’re about to say you really, really don’t, but he goes on: “Do you know why? His fastballs are a-ma-zing and he’s just a rookie. He has been recorded at over 95 mph so far! Crazy, right? That’s why they say he’s shooting stars!” You choke on a piece of turkey from your sandwich, but your senior doesn’t stop, simply sliding your glass of water closer.

Hell.

Guess Jaebum’s shoulder is doing damn fine.

“Starboy… Shooting stars. Get it?”

Chansung chuckles, amused and you wonder if you should’ve taken the time to ask Jaebum this at any point. He did cockily proclaim he was the pitcher to know, but you never asked him what the nickname stood for. You just assumed it was because he was the star of the team or something. He was right that night, you really don’t know anything about him.

Wasn’t it the whole point of having sex that way though; no strings, no questions & no small talk? It’s not like you were ever on friendly terms, still...

“Do you guys know... What’s his name?” Chansung’s eyes almost pop out of his head at your random question. “That guy’s full name.”

“Im – Im Jaebum, why?”

“Just…” Im Jaebum, it feels like you should’ve known. “People always call him by that pompous moniker.”

He frowns at your underlying disdain for his favourite player before turning to his friend again. “Wanna hear something even crazier, Taek? He’s a leftie – well, for four-seams at least – I mean, the boy is ambidextrous. He mostly uses his left when he plays, but sometimes pitches with his right too.” You frown, trying to conjure up that night. What hand dropped the pint again? Was it his left hand or his r– A timid knock on the door of the clinic interrupts your train of thoughts, and you jump to your feet, aware it’s for you. Well, kind of. It’s not like Dr. Tran ever made it to the clinic for any of his appointments anymore.

“Hi y/n!” Yugyeom calls, peeking inside just on time. The young batter smiles when he meets your eyes. “Oh no, I’m interrupting your lunch!”

“Hi, don’t worry it’s fine, I was done!” You gladly leave Chansung and his friend Taekwoon alone, opening the way. “Have you been doing your exercises thoroughly?” You guide the patient through the short corridor of the clinic, only noticing another man following when you get inside your boss’ office.

“Yes, I promised I would!” The man-boy answers with an overly serious tone making you smile. “Are you also in charge of my last appointment? I thought I’d be finally dealing with the mythic doctor, but I’m glad it’s you.”

“Yes, he’s out of town again, unfortunately.” You purse your lips at the cover-up lie, getting Yugyeom’s rehabilitation papers, already on the desk.

Dr. Tran, the clinic supervisor, hasn’t been reliable ever since his divorce has been finalized, last year. He’s often drunk in the middle of the day and never picks up the phone. He’s probably still in bed even if it’s the afternoon, you and Chansung have been covering for him for months.

“If I sign your papers, you’ll be good to go, Yugyeom…” You smile, trying to hide your discomfort at his innocent questioning of your boss’ absence and flip his file open. “But you should also keep doing the exercises I gave you. It’ll help to reinforce your wrists and forearms to prevent future injuries.” Nodding, the young player takes his familiar chair across you, on the same side of the desk, and you lean closer to examine his wrist. You don’t spare a look the tall and silent stranger’s way when you address him. You hate being observed by a third-party when you work, especially when you’re covering for someone. “Are you here for a consultation? You should go and meet my senior colleague, Mr. Hwang, to schedule an appointment.”

Yugyeom stiffens as you start toying with his right wrist, but the other man only chuckles at the noticeable coldness in your voice.

“Oh, I don’t do sports!”, he informs although that’s not what you asked, “I’m Gyeom’s babysitter for the day.”

You still don’t look up, feeling the tendons and ligaments with your fingertips to see if the player across you twitches. “Mobility and sensibility look fine.”

“I told him that, but he was still anxious.” You ignore the stranger, concentrating on the patient instead.

“Show me how you did your stretching and strengthening exercises, and you’ll officially be good to go!”

Standing up suddenly, you almost collide with the man who was leaning above you, surveying your movements. You really hate being observed like that.

“You gave him exercises?” He simply chuckles again, backing away. “Are you a Sports Med student?”

At this, you bite the interior of your cheek wondering if he’s one of those; the ones who only believe in doctors. You go sit behind Dr. Tran’ desk this time, for authority, taking your time to answer. Yugyeom is working with a softball, not minding his friend’s odd behaviour. Once you’re sitting, you fully stare back at the intruder, crossing your arms in defiance. He’s about your age and surprisingly good looking, still, it doesn’t change the fact that his presence is annoying.

“No, I have a Bachelor of Science in Kinesiology and I specialize in rehabilitation treatment for my Master's. I’m qualified to recommend treatment for a minor injury.”

“Oh, I didn’t mean it that way.” The man smiles as if especially pleased by your defensive answer. “Yugyeom was right, you’re perfect. I was just making sure he was in good hands.”

His eyes crinkle as he details your lab coat and dishevelled tied hair. It’s obvious he’s checking you out. You blush, straightening on the chair, embarrassed you didn’t put any care to your presentation this morning. Much like every other day spent at the clinic, you only put BB cream proforma, not even bothering to shower or brush your hair. You aren’t sure what that guy means, aren’t sure if you should feel insulted or complimented.

“I thought you were still a student!” Yugyeom looks up, surprised you already graduated. “You never corrected me!”

“Well, I’m always studying.” You dodge, he probably meant he thought you were way younger. You clear your throat, bringing your attention back to the curious stranger. “So, you are an assistant coach?”

“Oh no. God, no!” The man chuckles for the umpteenth time, although it finally makes you grin back. “I’m Dr. Park Jinyoung.” So that is why he asked about your qualifications. “I’m a Resident of Korean Traditional Medicine.” He adds coolly, straightening his coat and awaiting a reaction from you that never really comes. You’re too busy trying to remain serious – herbalism – and he wondered if you were studying Sports Medicine.

“Jinyoung’s the best at acup– Argh!” He kicks Yugyeom’s shin to shut him up and you hide your smile behind your hand.

“Korean Medicine… Needles and herbs, hum?”

It’s your turn to obviously check him out this time and he bears your scrutiny with disarming confidence. Perfect skin, full round lips, hair as black as coal, unusually round pale brown eyes... It’s obvious he never was an athlete here for a consultation to begin with. The white dress shirt and thick black glasses would’ve been a dead giveaway if you’d looked at him from the start.

“Please… I’m also amazing at moxibustion.” He grins, not shying away or embarrassed the least. “I just got back from Yangsan med campus to complete my Residence here.” Wow. Smooth way of bringing up his impressive background. Busan National University is considered one of the greatest medical faculties in Asia.

Smart and good looking – scratch that; gorgeous.

“You don’t look like the idea I had of a healer...”

Jinyoung winces, “It’s the hair, isn’t it?” You’re surprised he’s not more annoyed or embarrassed by your skepticism. He’s probably really used to it. It’s not like traditional treatment is particularly esteemed in the rehabilitation field. Or any medical field as a matter of fact. “Yugyeom, be honest – aren’t I way too stylish and handsome to be a doctor?”

You can’t help your stupid giggle and the batter looks between you two several times, rendered uncomfortable by the flirtatious atmosphere. Because his friend is trying to woo you, in an obvious and highly flattering manner. You can see it from the glimmer in his stares and hear it in his voice. Clearly, Yugyeom sensed it too.

“I think I’m done, y/n!” He tries, changing subject.

“I believe you are!” You agree, brought back down to earth. You tear your eyes away from the charming quack doctor to smile at Yugyeom. “Your sprain seems completely fine. Let me just sign your papers, I’ll have Dr. Tran review them this week… Do you have any mobility problems when handling the bat?”

“None at all!” Yugyeom grins brightly, glad you’re back to his business. “You know, I’m definitely going to play this Saturday, you should come! You never even saw JB pitch yet. He’ll blow your mind and he’d lo–”

Yugyeom stops in the middle of his sentence, realizing he opened Pandora’s box, totally obvious. Your hand freezes for half a second over his discharge papers in short-lived panic at the mention of the pitcher. Then you resume, remembering Yugyeom’s the one who introduced you two, and that it doesn’t mean your past mistakes aren’t known throughout the entire country.

“You’re lucky the damage to your ligaments was almost nonexistent, Yugyeom.” You smile coolly, acting like nothing happened. “I hope you’ll be a bit more mindful of your warm-ups from now on.” He nods, staring seriously at the paper you’re signing to avoid your gaze.

“Do you know JB?” Jinyoung asks in curiosity, and if he notices how uncomfortable his question makes everyone else in the room feel, he doesn’t let it show.

“The whole campus knows him: Starboy.” You say this even though you clearly had no idea a few months prior. The hot doctor cannot find out about that. “He’s our brightest star.” Your voice is cold, indifferent and at your avoidance, Yugyeom wiggles on his chair.

“Right!” Jinyoung snorts, entertained. “I bet he rather enjoys celebrity status!”

“You know him?” Finally rising your eyes above your desk, you look at the Resident, curious.

“Jinyoung, I don’t want to be late for practice.” The batter interrupts, probably just eager to stop third-wheeling. You wouldn’t blame him for it. “Thank you for everything y/n, I hope to see you around!” Yugyeom stands up, motioning his friend to leave, but he doesn’t budge.

“Would you wait outside?”, the doctor nods towards the door and your cheeks flare up at the intensity of his gaze, highly nervous. Oh shit, you’re no good at this. The young player still seems to hesitate, frozen between the door and your desk. “We need a moment, Gyeom,” Jinyoung insists, lips curling upwards dangerously.

Mini-Masterlist M A S T E R L I ST

#beommienet #Park Jinyoung #Im Jaebum #GOT7 #JB GOT7 #Fanfiction GOT7 #got7 scenarios #Park Jinyoung Fanfic #Park Jinyoung Scenarios #Im Jaebum Fanfic #Fluff #dibidibidis i hate tagging fic #Starboy

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galaxyacerodoesart · 6 years ago

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FINALLY more stuff to my Miraculous Ladybug Sanders Sides AU (MLB!SS AU, for short pfft) A little more info about Virgil and Roman in this, alongside full bodies REFs I suppose :o Patton, Logan and Deceit’s refs will probably be coming up next c: I obviously am changing a few things from the canon show to better fit this whole AU and some other stuff I thought about to it sooo...yeah. Also, they all are probably around 17-18 years old in this AU. :o This DEFINETLY will be long, so as always, it will all be under Read more, So, the tagging list and stuff will come first, if you would like to be tagged in anything from this AU in the future just let me know! ALSO, anyone is more than free to come to my inbox or messages and talk about this AU with me lmao TAGLIST: @notalwaysthevillian @phantomofthesanderssides @cosmic-quark @max-is-tired @thoughtfulfanbailifflamp @smokeyrutilequartz @thesassiersilv101

Roman Prince comes from a family that has always been in the show business. His mom is an actress, his dad is a movie director and he has an older sister who is a famous fashion designer, so, he always has been a theater kid himself and is famous in the television business due to his parents influence (more like, he gets to be there because his parents know he loves to do it, but they might push him a little too, his sister also pops every now and then asking him to model for her latest clothes and he agrees, he doesn’t mind all that much, he loves to act and to make his family happy, so he endures it.) with acting and making appearances in shows and photo shoots for his sister, he had build quite the reputation to himself. People think he gets what he wants simply because of his status and that he sees himself better than anyone, when truth is, he’s just doing what he loves and trying to make his family happy and a little more united, since he is pretty much home alone 80% of the time, with his parents doing movies and his sister out of the country, but still making sure he gets all the education and needs from the staff that works around their home. So, while it seems he is happy, he is always so busy and lonely, he never gets the time to just be a normal teenager. He does manage to convince his parents to let him go to a public university and college instead of being home-schooled, so he has that for him. It is in college that he meets Logan, who quickly turns to be one of his best friends, despite his “know-it-all” presence that seems the completely opposite of Roman’s, The two managed to make quite the friendship. Is also there where he meets Patton and Virgil, also good friends of his, even though it seems Virgil doesn’t like him that much since he always tries to avoid him whenever he can, but Roman still considers him a good friend, probably just shy and hard to open up to new people, he can wait for Virgil to be comfortable around him, Patton did tell him to give Virgil time so, that is what he is doing. His chance to do something more finally comes when he is presented with a strange box that appeared in his room out of nowhere after helping an old man on the street while he was trying to sneak away from one of his photo shoots. Opening the box, he finds a strange ring and a small cat like creature called Plagg that explains (poorly) what he is and what is the meaning behind the ring, eager to become a superhero, Roman puts on the ring and turns into Chat Noir, and goes off to protect the city from the attack of a strange rock monster. While fighting, or better, trying to get used to his new powers and such, another strange hero lands (quite literally) on top of him, embarrassed, the hero introduces himself as Crimson Beetle, another new-hero apparently who “honestly have no idea what the heck is doing”. While his new partner seems to have some second thoughts and thinks way too much about anything they do, Roman is happy to be an hero and tries his best to encourage his new partner going as far as telling him to “just watch and learn if you aren’t too sure about this” whoever, Roman quick learns that he alone can’t do much, after almost getting his butt kicked by the rock monster to then be saved by Crimson Beetle himself. While his ego was a little bit hurt, Roman quickly realize that they are suppose to be a team and work together as equals, and he also quick realizes his new partner is just amazing, kind and incredible despite his insecurities, and isn’t surprised when he realizes he had fall in love with him, even if Crimson had made him swear to never reveal each others true identities to protect themselves, Roman still is trying his best to make Crimson realize his feelings for him (more like accept them, seeing he definitely isn’t too secretive about his crush) whenever they are working together to protect the city, it doesn’t seem like he is making much progress, but he definitely isn’t going to stop trying anytime soon. ---------------------- Virgil Glen on other hand, is pretty much the completely opposite of Roman. While Roman is outgoing and confident, loving to be the centre of attention, Virgil is an anxious mess who, if he could, would rather stay home all day long. Virgil lives with his older brother Devan and one of their mothers (gee Virgil, how come you have TWO WHOLE MOMS?!?!), who owns and work at her own flower shop. His brother has some skin issues, so he mostly stays at home, while Virgil on the other hand, has to go out and live like a normal teenager despite feeling like throwing up whenever he has to go in front of a group of people. It has been a few years since his mom disappeared mysteriously without a trace, police says they are sure she is dead, but his mother still seems to have hope she isn’t, while his brother just...seems to just have accepted it. As a matter of fact, since her disappearance, they haven’t really spend that much time together, Devan always in his own little world, and their mother working to keep them all feed, since Devan work doesn’t pay much, and Virgil is still only 17 years old. Their mom disappearance certainly affected them all, but It isn’t a topic anyone in his home is comfortable talking about, so it isn’t like they go around saying it. Virgil would always rather keep things up to himself and just go through them alone, being almost invisible to everyone, everyone in his school knew him as the “weird creepy kid” so all those comments didn’t help him with his self-confidence, leaving him to stay alone most of the time just drawing on his sketchbook and listening to music all by himself. Things change when a new transfer student named Patton decides to make himself his new best friend upon his very first day in college. While at first Virgil wasn’t that found of the idea, slowly, Patton certainly did make himself his best friend, who he could talk about anything. Including his long time crush on a famous guy named Roman, Virgil knew his crush on the guy was silly, as is was likely they never would meet in person, Patton would always tell him to never give up hope, Virgil would always laugh it off, Roman didn’t knew he existed and he had his own life and they would never meet, that was fine, he could live with that. That’s it, until Roman suddenly shows in his college to began studying in pretty much all the same classes as him and turned out to be an even more awesome person than Virgil thought he was. Patton obviously was excited saying that was a sign the universe wanted them to meet os something, while Virgil couldn’t do much as say a full sentence in front of Roman. It was no surprise that Patton managed to become friends with Roman, He was friends with pretty much the whole building at that point, but that didn’t mean Virgil was any less nervous around Roman, always hiding his blushing face in his hood and never really talking with him since he would always trip on his own words and hardly speak out something that made sense, and while part of him thought his ways would make Roman see him as the weird kid, for his surprise, Roma, kind Roman was always so patient and nice with him that it only made him crush even harder. And when it seemed his life couldn’t get more complicated, that strange box appeared in his room, the same day a strange rock monster began attacking town. Seriously, he only had helped an old man no get killed while crossing the road, and now there was those strange earrings and flying bug like creature inside this box. To say he was almost having a panic attack was a understanding. After the inicial panic and fear, he was calm enough to listen to the small creature, Tikki, speak. Yeah, apparently she could speak. Virgil was honestly just going with the flow at this point almost certain it was all a strange dream. Tikki explaining to him how she was a Kwami, a mysterious creature who could give powers to those who deserved it so they could protect and help those around them, saying that now more than never, the world would need her power and most importantly, HIS help, telling only him could stop the rock monster from destroying the whole city. Virgil hardly has a time to get all the information around his brain before he is putting on the earrings, saying some works Tikki told him to and having his clothes changing, he is still confused and scared as hell not sure he gets what is happening, but he decides he might as well go through this weird dream and get it over with. It was when he was trying to get to where the monster was, jumping from building to building with his strange yo-yo that came with the suit, he loses his balance and falls to what he assumes will be his death. To his surprise, instead of meeting with the cold ground, he lands on another guy with a strange suit who was walking between buildings with a weird staff, the guy quickly introduces him as Chat Noir, and says he is a new hero, while Virgil is just embarrassed beyond words, when Chat asks for HIS name, he just says the first thing that comes into his mind while looking at himself and says “Crimson Beetle” His first “battle” is a mess. He expected to “wake up” way before he had to actually fight, but the longer he goes into it, he quickly began to realize... that whole mess definitely isn’t a dream. He have no idea what to do, he never was the time of guy to fight like this??? That is a giant rock monster what do you expect him to do with a silly toy??? Chat seems to be the opposite of him whoever, eager to try to defeat the monster, going as much as offering to “defeat the best by himself” to which Virgil initially has no problem with. Let the guy do what he wants while he is here having a panic attack, yes, thank you. Whoever, he quickly comes to realize Chat is no match to this monster, not alone at least, and holding all the courage he can manage, he goes on to defeat the monster. He has no idea how exactly they did manage to do so, but apparently they did it. It was great, he actually feels incredible doing so?? Even though he is terrified pretty much all the way through, he still manages to pull it out alongside Chat and after he is safe back home, with Tikki sitting in his desk eating some cookies Patton baked him the other day, that he realizes that number one: This whole thing DEFINITELY Wasn’t a dream. And number two: Maybe he could manage being a superhero if he tried. The whole deal is helping him manage his anxiety and self-confidence issues after all. Tikki is definitely happy to hear that and promised to help him out as much as she can, she definitely is a nice company to him, alongside Chat, despite his constant flirting when they are in patrol or on missions. Virgil isn’t dense or blind, he knows Chat loves him, but his heart is still taken by Roman, so he doubts he could love Chat the same way he loves him, but saying all that without breaking his partner heart seems too mentally tiring for Virgil, so he just rolls with Chat’s flirting while being a mess back in college anytime he is anywhere near Roman.

#my art #sanders sides #miraculous ladybug au #mlb!ss au #virgil sanders #roman sanders #This whole description just to say that both of them are a mess but hey the superhero life helps them so there is that.#would ya'll believe if I said this is somehow the basic description to them?? lmao #it's just a in depth of who they are and how they are in this AU i guess...#any questions just ask me i suppose :')#also 'Devan' is Deceit.#if... that wasn't obvious....#And yes. Virgil gets two moms.#...even though one is pretty much dead/missing but HEY. Gotta have that so hawkmoth can exist am i right?? :)#I told you all how much I loved their hero outfits and I wasn't lying.#Me uploading this late at night??? is more likely than you think.

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Status Online Chapter 5:The Conversation.

Masterlist

Previously:

In this quiet intersection, she is alone with a man, ' a handsome man... Bad Marinette! SNAP OUT OF IT ' She's not sure if she can blush in the game but she would be completely flustered at the closeness of this giant that is looking down on her.

Akuma is looking at her with indifferent eyes, yet his voice dripped in curiosity. “That was an interesting run. ~ Mademoiselle ~” The man said. He raised his brow as he fully looked at her once over again.

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Marketplace, Town of Beginning

Floor 1

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“Um, Thanks? ” Mar Valkyrie calmly looks at the man, who no doubt follows her the same way she did. “ Uh, you're good too? ” She said to him. She doesn't need to be a genius, she can tell that this guy is a Beta-Tester like Lavender ‘I wonder if Lavender knows this man? He doesn’t seem to be forgettable’

Akuma then leaned back giving the woman some space, he can confirm that this woman is of French descent. From her speech and her mannerism, this woman must be from Paris. How she brushed aside her fear and panicked quickly to put up a confident front. ( Fake it until you make as Brown said similar to that) Not many will notice, but he is the son of Batman (Grayson helped him with feelings. ugh) Reading the situation is a necessity when your Grandfather’s enemies hide behind corners and strike maliciously.

Passing her initial panic if he is right, she has a lot of potential and if they could get to work together, she could be a great ally. If Hawkmoth taught the French something, it must be self-control. (He shakes the thought of this woman could have been akumatized at one point.)

“I see. “Akuma then looks at her cursor and ID, she’s not that bad by any means. She is only a level below him. “Midori no Akuma, you may call me Midori. Mademoiselle” He introduced himself with him and offered his hand out to her. He didn’t mind being called Green. If he gains a trustworthy ally he can teach and rely on.

She reaches out and shakes his hand. 'His hand grips like a businessman. a very well-trained one. But his eyes are ... what do call that? It's like it oozes superiority and command. Was he a soldier?'

“Red Valkyrie, I wish we could have met in better circumstances” Red Valkyrie stated. Her eyes are now clear as she is aware of Midori's gaze. Red Valkyrie meets his gaze and she sees him. She sees the wariness his body screams yet he remains calm in this situation. She sees how he tries hard not to scare her off. She… sees a man who is used to being captured and escaping on his own, but how can you escape if your mind is imprisoned? She too was shaken, the thought that they are trapped here against their will.

‘Marinette is fine, M Midori introduces himself. But he could have let me call him Akuma though. Why does he introduce himself as Midori? He knows French, yes. But that does not mean he DID go to Paris and know about Qwackmoth. Does he? I can’t just ask him about Paris. Who knows if the AI’s are listening and recording everyone’s move’

“Indeed” Dam Akuma looked in the direction of the plaza. “When those people snap from their senses, they will start farming the village running it to the ground,” He stated. Accommodating 10,000 players in one village is dangerous if it's small. Grinding for materials and quests is going to be difficult especially if killed mobs respawn in a slower time frame. Now there is a death sentence for everyone. 10,000 players will not only have to farm for resources, once they out-level the place they either fight other players for Experience points or…

“They are going to kill each other.” Red Valkyrie whispered as her line of sight followed him. Her thoughts link well to him. ‘That’s it I’ll make her my partner’ This opportunity is hard to come by.

‘Oh no. I’m turning into Father!’ ‘Blue eyes and black hair?! dammit!’

“After killing those mobs and taking all the items and resources available, they are going to sweep this place clean quick and not everyone has the chance to level up. If they are desperate they will either move out and find more chances in other villages or (and I hope this wouldn't happen) Player killing.” She mumbled out.

“...”

They then both realize the severity of the situation.

“The games have respawned features.” Red Valkyrie whispered. Horrified that it sinks into her."Especially PVP battles"

“SAO however does not” Midori no Akuma replied. “If we die. We Perish” Damian doesn't panic, he has unsettled the thought of holding people hostage from their comfort and security under their noses. “ I can tell that they will horde the healing potions first and other medical supplies”

“Join Me.” Akuma offered. “We will be hounded first for having more EXP points, we should go to the next village. At least then mobs will reset by the time we are done, and everyone else leveled up and arrived there.”

Red Valkyrie now faces him. Although he did have a point, running away does not sit well with Marinette. Sure, they are taking advantage of the chaos and disorder of the players now but deeper in her heart she feels like she is abandoning them.

“Yes, we can acknowledge that leaving them does benefit us” Akuma spoke. Oops! Did she speak aloud?

“It just doesn’t feel right though.” She downheartedly replied. “I mean what will happen if every single one of us just left. Wouldn’t it be better if all of us work together to get out of this?” She tried to convince him for… something. A plan B perhaps? His plan is the logical solution now but it felt wrong against her morals.

“You’ll be surprised how many of these people packed together. There is nothing to worry about them” Akuma stated as he fiddles at his menu, noticing the yellow flag in one of the options. He found the chatbox and selected his chat earlier.

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13 new messages

{Beta-Chat is Now Online}

Diavel: @Argo.

Diavel: Did you know about this?

Diavel: I mean… Fuck.

Argo: @Everyone I can assure you that if I knew about this from the start

Argo: I would not even get in here in the first place.

Argo: No money in the world I will risk my life in a killing game.

Lavender: Guys where are you? I’m with my brother now at O-Plains.

Lavender: we ran from the chaos.

Lavender: Guys…Please tell me that wasn’t real?

Argo: At my hideout.

Argo: @Lavender, unfortunately, no we are stuck

Diavel: Plaza, Were heading to you @Lavender

Diavel: I’m with my squad and they’re all panicking.

Diavel: Shit! I dunno what to do. They almost nicked me off!

Kirito: I'm in the west marketplace.

Akuma: We’re at the east marketplace.

Akuma: @Kirito Is Klein with you?

Kirito is typing…

Lavender: @Diavel We’re not that far from the Main Gate.

Diavel: We’re out. @Lavender Where are you? I forgot about the face-changing thing.

Diavel: That was unnerving.

Lavender: I’ll PM you.

Argo: Everyone’s all fine and dandy,

Argo: @Everyone can Someone find @Coper pls?

Akuma: Noted

Lavender: Noted

Diavel: Noted

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“Hey, Midori” Red Valkyrie spoke as she realized something. Midori looks up, having his attention to her. “I think I left my sword at the plaza. I need a weapon.”Midori looks at her judgingly as she nervously laughs. “I mean that I um- I may have a bow but I tested out the weapons earlier and I think I need to replace it with the dagger and-and purchase stuff you know the essentials and- ” She rambles off.

“Do what you like” Akuma replies cutting her off. He then reviews the chat. If he gets there quickly he might be able to catch up to Kirito in time before his student leaves the town.

Red Valkyrie is unbothered by this and proceeded to plan.

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Kirito: Klein joined his squad after we talked.

Kirito: I’m heading out.

Argo: Out in O-Plains or Out the Town?

Kirito: …

Argo: @Kirito

Kirito: Be right back.

Agro: Are you F-ing serious! Alone!

Argo: DAMMIT!

Akuma: I’m closest to him I’ll talk to him.

Argo: Tnx Akuma.

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Midori closes the chatbox and faces the woman who is in deep thoughts. Although he is trained to work alone. Even Batman needs a Robin.

“My offer still stands. I also need to restock my supplies leaving the town” (And inform the group of his plans but she doesn’t need to know that.) “My offer still stands. If you wish to join me, I’ll give you an hour at the West Gate.” He pointed out the direction “Go to the west of the market and you’ll find the gate. I'll wait for you for an hour”.

He left. Noting the astonishing look she had as he leaped to a nearby roof.

“Thanks- um -THANK YOU!” Red Valkyrie shouted. “Oh no, I forgot his UID!” she cried. (Unique Identifier). I’ll catch up to him later. ”

After he left and one hour to her counter, she ran to find the NPC for the quest earlier. Contemplating if joining him is the best choice. He is a stranger, a strong one, and knows a lot about the game like Lavender to Pico...

Crap! Lavender and Pico! She didn’t save their UID’s too. Maybe Akuma knows her. She’ll ask him later. If she catches him. “I need Medical supplies (no wait potions) potions, clothing, and the dagger Do we need food? I need to sell the materials for Col first too ”

And by that, she launches herself to the roof, running against time.

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Status Online: Chapter 2: Red Valkyrie

Masterlist

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Namimori, Japan

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“Thanks again Kyoya-san. Though, you didn’t have to do this much in the first place. We can find an apartment ourselves you know.” The young black-haired woman tells her older cousin.

She visited Kagami who is now a Dojo Master. They hang out a lot in the country visiting place to place and teaching Marinette how to speak Japanese. When she talks about her trip to her parent her mother suggested her to visit a bit for her Maman’s Godson.

Kyoya Hibari is the one who assisted her and Kagami from the train station. Well, if you can look past his gang of older men who are delinquents. But turns out, they are all just sweethearts that carried the women’s luggage. Kagami insisted she carries her weapon Which will be cleared by the Disciplinary Committee while Marinette for her handbag and her Precious Gaming Set.

“Hn, This is one of the safest living spaces in Namimori,” Kyoya replied. They arrive at the apartment nearby the Hibari compound. After all, his omnivore of a cousin is not as insane as the people in this place. Kyoya expects her to fight or at least protect herself but her aura is purely orange and energetic, she is presenting her flames like that squeaking omnivore years ago.

She will attract unnecessary attraction for being a sky. But Seeing that her Storm is one of the best fighters in Japan, Kyoya wishes to test her Storm Dragon’s skills. He glances at the Dragon silently, catching her eyes.

“Thank you for your hospitality, Hibari-san” Kagami replied. Her eyes spoke between their eye contact. Filled with protectiveness and controlled fire in her thoughtful eyes. That will unleash her storm flames in her sky’s need.

Good. Let the dragon protect her sky from the wolves and sheeple in this town. There is a reason for Namimori to be called the ‘Hitman’s Retirement town’ anyway.

Weeks later the young women are all settled in the town with little to no hassle. Marinette loves the Sakura trees in Namimori that became her inspiration to sketch more designs. She also bought some reading materials and a computer set up she ordered online for the Game, good thing it Kyoya’s friends help her set up while they gushing and chatting about the new gaming set-up. They help her translate most in the manual and research for her. Especially Gokudera-Kun apparently speaks a lot of European languages French included, he helped her a lot.

Kagami rather practices her katas, well until Kyoya challenges her sword against his pair of tonfas. Let's just say that Kyoya would have won if Kagami hadn’t disarmed his weapons and pinned him to the ground. Which is shocking for those who have met Kyoya in combat. Kagami then proceeded to check out the boxing gym where another of Kyoya’s friends teach boxing named Ryohei Sasagawa.

They spent the rest of their days meeting new friends, although most of them are in Italy. So, they settled in sightseeing and hanging out outside. The town might be small but the people are interesting, especially their stories. She told her parents all about the trip, sending pictures, Also Papa Tom and Maman Sabine had the chance to talk to Kyoya themselves.

When the gaming setup is fully upgraded and complete, Marinette installs SWORD ART ONLINE on her PC. Kyoya insisted on both Kagami and Marinette moving in the Hibari compound for safety measurements when someone apparently has the gall to stalk the girls to their apartment. Thankfully the man was apprehended by the disciplinary committee. Now that everything is settled, namely her excited nerves. She still can't believe that she got it.

With her luck, anything could have happened. Hopefully, the other shoe is gonna drop sooner. Kagami is happy for her even if she didn't understand as much as Marinette's enthusiasm as a gamer. So does Kyoya, he is very accommodating for the two of them and Marinette can see that the two are going to be just fine. Well, with fewer injuries during their own sparring.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng is now registered as a Player in Sword Art Online. Once she settled her Nerve gear in her head and rested her arms to her sides. She shouted the words to activate the system.

** “Link Start!” **

The young woman starts her game. Flashes of colors passed by her. As she felt her body relaxed and being lulled to rest. But her mind is drifting afar with her consciousness.

**WELCOME TO **

SWORD ART ONLINE

The Trailer of the game has begun.

It started with darkness and she feels to be sitting. The sound of the wind rushed to her ears and skin. In the Parisian’s cold night, gliding the streets in France is something she experienced in her days being Ladybug. But now with her eyes opened, she is a spectator far above the ground. Higher than the clouds, she felt breathless.

As the sun rises from the horizon, she blinks to adjust her eyes from the light. She was amazed at the heat she felt, nothing like the soft bed where she lied down minutes ago. Her braided jet-black hair is flagged by the bird’s speed.

At that time, she realizes that the fact she is riding a bird. The bird is 10 feet long from beak to its tail, not counting the long red and blue tail feathers that might be 2 feet long. Its wingspan is gigantic, each feather shines like copper. Other birds pass by her as she is surprised to feel the wind grazed her skin. She holds on to the golden bird she is on and feels the strong silky feathers in her hands. The bird slides down and guides its way to the deep forest. A yelp escapes from her lips as she felt the change of her momentum.

A mighty screech came out from its break as it picks up more speed.

Tall trees surrounded the area that has small and large animals living in them. Rivers flow between the land that is filled with fishes, frogs, and resting animals like quails, deer, and rabbits.

Pitcher plants that have elongated vines and sharp teeth, Small green creatures with red eyes are dressed in clothes carrying weapons, packs of wolves and bears roaming around the fields, horses and cattle are grazing in the wild.

At the end of the river, she hears a loud noise that comes from the end of the river, and they are heading towards the waterfall. She became nervous as her transport that she has no control tipped down to the waterfall. The Golden bird flies downward with the water and wind strikes up against them, she tightens her grip. Only to fly steadily with the lake below them.

“Yeah!”

In delight and amazement, Marinette sits up and cheers up with laughter and awe. Her shouts of happiness make the bird celebrate with her.

The scenes look real to her that she felt a bit overwhelmed by her senses and made initial dizziness slip away. The light of the sun shines on the lake in a majestic way she can see the fishes leaping on the surface of the water, the corals, and the deep blue depths holds secrets.

Rough terrains that stretched out in the open. They all contain monsters, abandoned mining shafts, and run over merchant stalls. She tries to remember all the locations from the very beginning to the end. Just in case.

After the lake, the bird picks up speed and momentum to launch back higher in the air. Passing by the maze of trees with sharp turns and avoiding crawlies like that giant spider or those giant bees that surprised her. They continue to fly off while shadows of shy beings piqued her interest as they swiftly disappeared. When they exit the forest, the end of a pasture lies a town.

At the break of dawn, the citizens woke up to a new day, the town that sets in the medieval age is next to be shown to her. Houses made of wood and stone are shown with stone walkways and fountains and well in given places. The stone buildings are made to be strong, towering structures like the glowing blue ones are noted into this game that she recognizes as a teleporter in the beta gameplay videos.

The NPCs in the marketplace who are roled to be bakers, shopkeepers, blacksmiths, lumber workers, guards, ordinary townspeople, and many others have roaming around the town square. Some of them look up to her and yells her greeting.

“Good Morning!”

“Fly well, adventurer!”

“Hi”

She can’t help but greet back” Bonjour!” with a wide smile on her face waving her one hand. They pass by the town and slowed its pace once the clear fields are filled with wildflowers and sparse trees. From there she can see the cold mountains from afar and the scorching heat of the desert.

And at last.

She saw it.

The Grand tower of the game, Aincrad.

The Floating Castle of Sword Art Online

The bird landed in the clearing. Marinette mounts off the golden bird. “Thank you so much!” She said to the preening bird. “I hope we can fly again soon” The bird cooed its appreciation and strays away from her and launches itself off back to the sky.

The Golden Bird soars freely out to the sky. Its beating wings are felt from the ground. Marinette picks up the stray feathers that are left and looks around wondering how to proceed.

Wildflowers spread across the field fades away as she appears in a digital blue room that is filled with symbols and weird shapes.

This is the room where she started.

Flashes of colors flying upon her and the General Booting systems are prepared and online.

<Touch> … (OK)

<Sight>… (OK)

<Hearing>… (OK)

Loading … 100%

**Loading… **

** **

COMPLETE

[Enter your Account and Password]

[Congratulations!]

[You have completed the Sensory Configuration Task.]

[You are Ready to proceed to the next part of the Tutorial]

A floating screen appeared in front of her. Showing her a video clip that samples the body customization process. The body portions, eyes shape and color, skin tone adjustments, hair length and color, and facial marks. There is also a setting to change your own voice by adjusting the pitch of your tone.

[Customize your avatar]

[Gender: ___]

She is now free to edit her appearance. The first option is the gender of her character. She is taking the female route.

[Gender: Female]

[Body: ___]

A female default character appeared in front of her but quickly changes to, Wait…

Wait.

WHAT!

That’s her!

A Marinette appeared in front of her, or her own body just became her default body! How did they do this? They got her height and other body proportions right! Her chest, her hips, her face differs a bit from the green-eyed brunette in front of her. Wait maybe she is just thinking too much. Maybe she is just that much of a … standard female avatar. Yeah, it’s just a coincidence.

They just… Wow. really?

This technology is amazing! B-but she thought the headgear only drifts her subconsciousness to the game. Scanning her full body HA! Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous! Great now she sounds ridiculous like Chloe.

Well, it did make sense if she is doing around the map like in a new world, she has to adapt her new body to herself

Same as her current height of 5’7, she chooses her body proportions the same as her original body. She can edit her avatar later, she doesn’t want to be clumsy there cause of the big height difference. Although the adjustments of the coloring can experiment.

[Body type: 3]

[Proceed (O) (X)]

[Voice: ___]

She tested out her voice with a quick recording, experimenting with the pitch.

_“Ara~ Ara~” _

She giggled at her choice of recording. That joke makes her laugh sometimes, well the reaction does, especially Adrien when she impersonated Lady Noir. She plays with the available options until she just settles her voice modifier to a pitch. Strong and firm soprano voice. Basically, like a pitch lower than her own.

[Voice: -1]

[Voice: OK]

[Proceed (O) (X)]

[Eyes]

She changes her eye color multiple times. Green, Black, Gray, Purple looks cute. But she just settled with something special. They were like those specialized contact lenses where the small pupil is black while the iris is mainly a heterochromatic mix of gold, blue, and purple. It looks pretty.

[Eyes: OK]

[Proceed (O) (X)]

[Hair]

She keeps a short hairstyle with a crown braid and colors it jet-black with pink highlights. She loves the look on her avatar. Even if the beginner’s clothes looked boring and plain.

[Hair: OK]

[Proceed (O) (X)]

[Body/Face]

The more she modifies her avatar she did notice that she didn’t change much about herself. She tried changes on her body yet the structure is the same. She didn’t think much about it and she continues to the next.

[Body/Face: OK]

[Proceed (O) (X)]

[This avatar will be saved and used as your body within the Aincrad, you can change the customization later in the game located in the settings.]

[Proceed (O) (X)]

[Yes: OK]

[The Avatar is now set as your current [Avatar Skin] ]

[Username: ____]

This makes Marinette nag her head for a long time. Most of her connected games have her own usernames based on animals. Mini Mouse, Lady Red, Good Girl, and a lot more to count. She wants to be different. She didn’t have that much of a fanbase in Japan, just a couple of them came along to her twitch streams.

Simple but recognizable. She can connect her name to her current gaming collection.

[Username: …]

A Flower? Definitely a Gladiolus.

[Username: Gladiolus]

[Enter]