#nino stand up. nino get up.

[moonieratty]

Rocketear was crazy cause like what is HAPPENING here??

[malereadermaniac]

ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっ Cat & Mouse & Snake - Adrien/Luka x Male Reader

Word Count: 9.2k

Plot: Chat Noir and Viperion have had their hearts stolen by the mouse miraculous holder. However, it seems that even as a civilian you have caught their attention - who will get the guy though?

Featuring: Top!Characters x Bottom!Reader All characters are aged up and in college! ૮ • ﻌ - ა

Background: Ladybug has been made the guardian, but some characters aren't holders anymore. Only Alya, Nino, Kagami and Luka (and Marinette and Adrien obvs) are holders, however, they are now permanent holders - More details on this in the fic! Okay cool enjoy!

Note: This fic has three separate endings! Choose which one you want or enjoy all three!

Warnings: Nsfw / MDNI ~ amab m!reader / FDNI Very, very light smut! Like not a lot of detail but it's still there!!

Monarch's defeat brought about a lot of change. On the hero side of things, Ladybug had to make some tough choices; lying about Monarch's true identity, fixing the miraculous and upgrading them, and making some decisions about the holders. Marinette needed people she could trust, ones she could put her life in the hands of; this new butterfly holder was going to be her hardest fight yet. So to the dismay of many eager young adults, Ladybug informed most of the past holders that they won't be heroes ever again. In the end, only Ladybug, Chat Noir, Rena Rouge, Carapace, Ryuko, and Viperion remained. On the life side of things, everyone had graduated high school; the fight against Monarch had taken almost six whole years! And despite some of the changes to the education system made by Mayor Bustier, students above eighteen years old were still required to be in a separate educational institute from the younger students - health and safety laws n all that. Therefore, the graduate class of 20XX had to move on to college; and as fate would have it be, the remaining six heroes enrolled in the same college as each other: L'Universite Francois Dupont.

It was at UFD that a few fateful encounters occurred. The first took place in the entrance hall of the university's main building during your first day, right before your orientation. You had just walked into the grandiose building, overwhelmed by how fancy the whole place seemed; much different to what you were expecting when you heard that this was the university partnered with College Francois Dupont, one of the most casual and forward-thinking high schools in Paris. You weren't freaked out though, more so you appreciated the classic design of the building, tuning out the chatter of excited students around you and focusing on the art and statues decorating the hall. A beautifully sculpted statue caught your eye; a harp. Rather large, but small and close enough to trace your fingers over the stone; the intricate details were striking, and you were shocked at how thin the 'strings' were made despite being made out of fragile rock.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? So detailed" You heard a voice come from behind you. It was a smooth voice, a smooth one; calm and collected. It was a man's voice, but he sounded no older than you.

"Sure is! An impressively realistic pedal harp for it being made out of stone" You respond, turning around and facing the mysterious man.

As you had guessed, he wasn't much older than you; about twenty-one if you had to guess. The man was definitely taller than you though, standing at around six foot one; that was the first thing you noticed, shortly followed by how attractive the guy was. His hair was what you noticed next, droopy and slightly messy; a mid-length cut, and it was dyed a black to electric blue ombre. Clearly, the man cared about his aesthetic, hair like that needed some serious upkeep, and his style wasn't half bad either. You noticed his piercings, his painted-black nails, his ripped jeans, Doc Martins, and the gig bag around his shoulder which you assumed carried his guitar.

You heard a soft chuckle come from the man, snapping your eyes away from whatever feature of his you were fixating on and back up to his own eyes; bright blue, just like his hair.

"Do you play harp? You seem to know a lot" The man asked, choosing to ignore your blatant staring and to fill the silence.

"Huh? Oh! No, no! I just had a weird little instrument phase as a kid" You say with a light laugh, flashing the attractive man a smile as you shrug your shoulders slightly.

"Hmhm I get ya... I'm Luka by the way" The taller man says with another chuckle, his smile soft and welcoming as he holds his hand out to you in the form of a fist.

"Hmph~ [Name]" You say with another smile and chuckle as you fist bump Luka. His cold, metallic, black rings cooling your warm skin.

The interaction didn't take very long, in fact, it was interrupted by 'welcome staff' ushering the two of you into a lecture theatre to receive a proper welcome to the university. But the short interaction stayed fresh in your mind for a while, and the same went for Luka.

Another fateful encounter took place in one of the many cafes on campus. "Caramel Macchiato!" The barista shouted, trying their best to be heard over the sound of milk steamers and coffee beans getting ground up. You look up at the counter and smile at the barista, walking over to pick up your drink. Stereotypically, before your hand can wrap around the cup, you physically bump into someone; both by body and by hand.

"Oh! Sorry! Is this your drink or...?" You ask, shifting your eyes from the drink to the man beside you. The two of you shift to face each other, smiling and chuckling at the awkward interaction.

"Yeah... Think so at least haha~" The man chuckles, his eyes creasing closed as he laughs and then opening back up to look down into yours.

Emerald green. That's all you could remember about his eyes. They literally captivated you. This guy was also taller than you, but not by much, only around 3-4 inches taller. His skin was perfect and his blonde hair was soft and fluffed out like it was straight out of a magazine. The blonde's style was also very on point, stylish yet not at all over the top - God what is this guy like a model or something?!?!?

"Umm... Excuse me- Is this hot or iced?" You break your eyes away from the blonde's to question the barista "Iced~" The barista replies with a smile before quickly going back to work.

"Oh, I guess that's yours then!" The blonde says with a smile, gently pushing the plastic cup towards you

"Haha, thanksss....." "Adrien! The name's Adrien~" The man fills in your blank.

"Adrien... Thank you, Adrien!" You say with a smile, shaking your drink and rattling the ice before taking a sip. "Summer's over and you're still ordering iced drinks? Haha~" Adrien quickly fills the silence between the two of you before it becomes awkward. "Can't stand hot coffee. I'll have an iced drink even if it's snowing haha" You reply. A teasing yet friendly conversation? Exchange? Whatever you want to call it, it took place between Adrien and you as the blonde continued to wait for his drink. And once Adrien's drink had been called, you said your goodbyes to the blonde and turned to walk out of the cafe; yet you didn't miss the coy "I'll see ya round, [Name]".

The last but not least fateful encounter of yours occurred on your way to your first lecture at UFD. You weren't running late per se, but you were in a rush. However, you stopped dead in your tracks when you noticed that a girl who had zoomed past you in a rush had tripped and fallen in front of you. You heard a grunt and a curse as you approached the girl; noticing that the entire contents of her tote bag had spilled out onto the ground. "You alright?" You ask, crouching down in front of the girl. As she looked up at you, you noticed that she was really pretty; black-blue hair framing her face so perfectly. She looked like a doll. Sculpted to be perfect.

"Yeah... Shit- Just running even later than before haha" The girl chuckles dryly as she starts to collect her things. "Ah! Thanks~" She says with a bright smile as you hand her some of the notebooks you had picked up for her.

"You heading to the 'Gaultier' building by any chance?" You ask.

"Yeah! History of Fashion 1?" The girl asks you back, to which you smile and nod with excitement, having made an acquaintance in your class already.

You enjoyed the (speed)walk over to your lecture; it felt like you had blinked and you were already outside of the lecture theatre. But you in fact talked a lot during your walk. You learnt that your classmate was called 'Marinette', that she was an aspiring designer, that she was incredibly nice, and that she was incredibly clumsy; seriously, the girl tripped at least three more times on the way to your lecture, they just weren't as catastrophic as the first fall. Marinette also learnt a lot about you during the short amount of time you two had spent together, and she kept noticing small details about you during your lecture together! The aspiring fashionista had immediately noticed that you were a generally very capable person; you had done all of the recommended reading and practice workshops over the summer and when you found out that she hadn't, you promptly offered Marinette your notes. She also noticed that you were above average in smarts; you spoke eloquently without sounding like a Bourgeois, and you were having level conversations with the lecturer!

But Marinette's opinion of you really solidified when an Akuma alert blared throughout the lecture hall. It was like a switch had flipped inside of you. Before Marinette (literally thee LadyBug) could react, you were already out of your seat and informing people of the nearest 'safe space' in the university. Next thing she knew, you were next to the lecturer directing people out of the lecture hall and calming classmates down! Yep, you were definitely a good guy; capable and kind. But there was no time to sing your praises, the heroine had to get to work...

Both LadyBug and ChatNoir had hoped that if an akumatised villain was going to appear on their first day at university, it would at least be a quick and easy one. This villain was anything but easy. Or rather, these villains were anything but easy...

Said villains appeared to be three sisters; each controlling an element of nature. And whilst their aesthetics couldn't be any more different, the sisters shared one detail about them; they each had a rose on their person. The sister who controlled water and had darkened the sky with dark clouds, causing a downpour of torrential rain, her rose rested atop her head; threaded between her seemingly wet strands of hair. The sister who controlled air, the one who had thinned the air in the surrounding area and made it much harder for the heroes to catch their breaths after exerting themselves, her rose was weaved into her top; the budding petals seemingly blooming out of her chest. Finally, the sister who controlled fire, the one who had heated the tarmac below to such a temperature that the roads were actively melting, her rose was tucked into her knee-high sock; the flame-shaped tops of said socks made it look as if the rose were burning. It didn't take a genius to figure out that the Akuma must be in one of those roses. However, getting to said roses proved to be the hard part.

LadyBug had already called upon Viperion to help her and ChatNoir with a little time travel, to deduce which rose contained the Akuma; but that wasn't enough. No matter how many times Viperion used his second chance, none of the three heroes could even approach each of the elemental sisters without being at risk of having their miraculous seized. LadyBug overcame this problem by unifying her own miraculous with the one of the Horse; becoming PegaBug. With the power of teleportation, the three heroes assumed that they'd be a shoo-in for a quick victory. However, that once again proved to not be the case. The akumatised sisters were quick. They had each other's backs like it was second nature; PegaBug tried to sneak attack each of the three sisters, but it was to no avail; one of them always noticed and protected the other.

The guardian concocted another plan; pulling out the dog miraculous from her yo-yo and handing it to ChatNoir. The blonde hero was truly honoured; he'd only unified his miraculous twice before! And now, LadyBug was handing him another miraculous like it was nothing! Clearly, she trusted him. And though ChatNoir gleefully accepted and became 'ChatChien', this plan also proved to not be enough to defeat the akumatised sisters... PegaBug was losing hope. Viperion had used his second chance at least fifteen times by now and it was always the same result; Pegabug would create a portal near one of the sisters and ChatChien would use his fetch ability to tap the villain's rose. But after cataclysm-ing all three of the roses in three different timelines, Pegabug understood that it was futile. The Akuma wasn't in just one rose, it was in all three; the akumatised object was most likely originally an entire bouquet.

Pegabug, ChatChien and Viperion retreated for a moment. The two men let the heroine think. And think she did. It was silent for ages. And when ChatChien tried to speak after seemingly too much time had past, Pegabug spoke up. "We need the Mouse miraculous. We clearly need the dog's ball to fetch the akumatised objects, but we can't fetch multiple objects with one ball. So we need multiple." Pegabug explained

"But I thought the mouse's multitude could only duplicate regular objects, not miraculous or their weapons" ChatChien questioned; having been given the grimoire translations to study after Monarch's defeat.

"That was the case. But after reclaiming the miraculous from Monarch, I was able to upgrade them to some extent" Pegabug explains.

"Then let's do it. You've unified three miraculous before haven't you?" Viperion chimes in, a determined look on his face

"I have... But it wore me down. We can't risk any of us not being at our best during this fight..." Pegabug explained, getting quiet near the end of her sentence, going back to her own thoughts.

'I promised myself I wouldn't hand out any more miraculous after Monarch's defeat, I can't just give Mullo back to Mylen...' 'But Luka has barely just mastered not transforming back after five minutes.... He definitely can't handle unifying his miraculous'

Silence filled the alleyway once again, Pegabug lost in thought. But then the silence was broken. "LuckyCharm!" In a desperate, last-ditch effort, Pegabug had called upon her LuckyCharm. A swarm of shiny ladybugs formed into an object in front of the three heroes. A tote bag.

"A TOTE BAG?! What are we gonna do? Post on Pinterest?!" ChatChien yells in frustration. But PegaBug stays silent, wide-eyed. She knew what to do; she had to go and find you...

After leaving ChatChien and Viperion behind to keep the three villains busy, Pegabug used her voyage ability to teleport back to UFD. It didn't take the heroine very long to find you; as she'd expected, you were standing guard outside the safe space with some lecturers and other students. "LadyBug?" You question, warily eyeing up the heroine. She looked like her usual self, but the addition of the horse miraculous changed her appearance enough for you to worry that she had been akumatised.

"Yep! With an extra miraculous of course haha~ You can call me PegaBug!" she explained with a smile

"What do you need PegaBug? Is there any way we can help you?" You ask, happy to help the heroes of Paris save the day.

"There is, in fact! Professors, do you mind if I steal [Name] for a while?" The hero asks. After the men and women in suits nod in agreement, in the blink of an eye PegaBug is gripping your arm and pulling you through a portal.

"Wait- Woah that's sick... Wait, you know my name?!" You ask, honoured that thee LadyBug knows who you are.

"Of course I do! I've heard of you from some previous miraculous holders; I know that you're definitely the guy for this job..." PegaBug explains "...It's for that reason that I'm offering you, [Name] [Last Name], the miraculous of the mouse, which grants the power of multiplication. You will use it for the greater good, and once the job is done, you will return it to me. Can I trust you?" PegaBug continues, pulling out the miraculous of the mouse from her yo-yo.

You stare in awe as the heroine holds the coin pendant out to you.

"Of course you can. I'll do my best! I won't disappoint!" You say with conviction, gently taking the pendant from PegaBug. As you hold the pendant, it begins to shine a light pink; the shine taking form as a sphere of light and separating from the pendant, swiftly moving around you as if it were alive. You watch the sphere intently as it finally stops in front of you and changes form once more; revealing a little mouse.... creature?

"WAH!!" The mouse shouts, trying to scare you. Which did work a little; you let out a small 'Woah' and jerked your head back. "Hahahahaha~ I'm Mullo! YouJustGottaSayOneThingToTransform-" The kwamii rapidly explains. Clearly, a very excitable creature.

"Haha~ Mullo go a little slower!" PegaBug interrupts.

"Right! Sorry! To transform, just say 'Mullo get squeaky'! And to activate your power, just say 'Multitude'!" Mullo explains. A little slower this time 'round.

You smile at the creature and nod, placing the pendant around your neck and then uttering the transformation phrase. "Mullo, get squeaky!" You watch as the kwamii literally gets absorbed by the pendant, prompting the miraculous to change colour to black and pink. Pink light wraps around your body and clothes you with a super-suit. You can feel the strength enter your body, the stamina, the flexibility; you could feel yourself become a superhero. Before you knew it, the transformation was over; a pink and grey mask covered your face, a grey suit accented with black and pink covered your body, and a pink skipping rope wrapped around your waist as if it were the tail of a mouse. You gleefully check yourself out and look to PegaBug with a bright yet determined smile.

After PegaBug calls forth another portal, the two of you teleport back to the scene of the fight. You and the heroine watch as ChatChien and Viperion do their best to keep the three villains busy whilst also not losing their miraculous. Within a few moments, PegaBug had called forth another two portals and pulled both heroes through them and to safety in an alleyway. "That was a little abrupt M'lady... Hey and who might this be?" ChatChien questions with a teasing smile, recovering from the whiplash PegaBug's save had given him.

"The name's Omnimouse! Pleasure to meet you boys~" You say with a smile, one hand on your hip as you put your weight on one leg; holding your 'tail' in your other hand and gently swinging it 'round. Viperion and ChatChien could immediately tell that you were the confident type.

"Hmm Ditto, the name's ChatNoir~ Though currently I suppose it's ChatChien haha!" ChatChien confidently responds, smugly walking over and kissing the back of your hand.

"I'm Viperion" The snake hero chimes in, placing a hand on your shoulder with a smile.

"Haha! Good 'ta know, boys, but enough with the pleasantries. PegaBug? I'm sure you already have a plan for us" You say with a smile, blushing behind your mask at your proximity to the two men.

At that, PegaBug nodded and began explaining. And then, the plan was put into action. First, ChatChien hands you his ball and activates it, and then PegaBug gives you the go-ahead to use your ability. "Multitude!" You shout, one-handedly swinging your skipping rope around above you and letting it wrap around you and ChatChien's ball. A pastel pink light emits from the rope and then fades into the black accents on your bodysuit. Slowly but surely, you started to shrink. Not by a lot, but you definitely lost a foot or two of height. But in exchange for your size, you split yourself into three. It felt weird, but also natural? It wasn't like you had to split your consciousness and multitask; it was more like you had extra limbs to control. The three 'yous' each held a copy of ChatChien's ball; the second step of preparation had succeeded. Viperion then called on his second chance as a form of insurance. All the preparation was complete, now it was time to put this plan into action.

PegaBug called forth her first portal; a small rip in space-time leading to just above the sister who controlled water. You placed your hand slowly through the portal and tapped the akumatised rose with the dog's ball. The first third of the plan was a success. Next, PegaBug created another portal; one leading just beside the fire sister's leg. Just like the first time, you inconspicuously placed your hand through the portal and tapped the rose with the dog's ball. 2/3 of the plan had gone through without a hitch. Then, PegaBug created her final portal; the riskiest one. One right in front of the sister who controlled air. Just before you placed your hand through, Viperion stopped you; his hand firm around your wrist, but not so tight as to hurt you.

"This is the third time I'm using my second chance. Wait for her to place the rose into the portal, trust me." The hero explains, his electric blue eyes looking into yours, pleading you to listen to him. So you did. You patiently waited. And it paid off.

The sister who controlled air got curious. She moved forward, trying to peer over the portal; trying to see how the space-time tear looked from above and from behind. Curiosity killed the cat though, as when she moved forward, the rose on her chest moved through the portal and directly in front of you! Quickly, you tapped the akumatised object with the third ball. Finally, the hardest part of the plan was over; successfully at that. The three 'yous' quickly hand all three balls over to ChatChein and you watch as he uses his power. "Fetch!" The hero shouts, and immediately, all three balls light up and zoom over to each of the akumatised sisters. Then, all three balls, along with all three roses, teleport into ChatChien's hands. "Fall in!" You shout after grabbing all three balls from ChatChien, your two clones shining a pastel pink light and fusing back into you; bringing you back to your original height, and fusing the three balls back into one. You watch intently as ChatChien brings the roses together in a mini-bouquet and cataclysms them, freeing the Akuma.

It was over. The miraculous Ladybugs fixed everything and the akumatised victims were back to normal.

You were good. Good enough and charismatic enough for ChatNoir and Viperion to remember you. Good enough for LadyBug to call on you again in the future; and she did just that. By the 3rd time you were entrusted with the mouse miraculous, ChatNoir and Viperion would ask LadyBug where you were; by default just expecting her to call for you. And by the 5th time LadyBug had entrusted you with the miraculous, she'd noticed something. See, after LadyBug and ChatNoir obtained the skill of not transforming back after five minutes of their superpower being used, they started training the other heroes to be able to do the same thing. Alya as Rena Rouge and Kagami as Ryuko had already mastered this skill, with Viperion only just catching up and Carapace still not quite there yet. But you? Marinette hadn't noticed it at first, but she gave it some thought when spacing out during a lecture; you hadn't ever needed to transform back after five minutes... After the 6th time LadyBug entrusted you with the mouse miraculous, she asked you about this. And when you responded with a shocked laugh at the fact that the heroes were going into these fights with a 5-minute time limit, that sealed the deal; LadyBug made you a permanent holder. You were honoured; practically unable to keep a wide smile from forming on your face.

But outside of the superhero side of life, your civilian life was going as you'd expect it to. University was full of lectures and coursework. Your social life had taken a small hit from literally living a double life, but you'd gained a forever friend in Mullo. The kwamii was nothing if not trouble, but you could look past her antics; at the core of it, your kwamii was caring and kind, getting into trouble mainly to make you laugh. Other than Mullo, you also became close friends with Marinette! A typical day at UFD consisted of you meeting with Marinette and walking to your lectures, chatting in said lectures, and then parting ways.

But one day, the black-haired girl noticed that you didn't really have any other friends... It wasn't that you were a loner, or that nobody liked you! Everyone in your class seemed to have a positive opinion of you and generally liked you. It was just that, Marinette would never see you outside of the lecture hall or around campus. And when she asked you what you do after lectures, you literally just replied with 'I go home.'. So Marinette took it upon herself to force you to branch out; she did this by inviting you to hang out with her and her group of friends from college! Her group of friends who totally aren't all superheroes but just don't know it. You were nervous at first, but you were quickly put at ease when you noticed a few familiar faces. "Woah you're friends with... Luka? And what's his name... Adrien?" You ask, recognising the two men but struggling with their names; your encounters were brief.

"Yeah! You know them?" Marinette replies with a smile on her face.

You nod, mimicking your friend's smile as you approach her group of friends. Marinette introduced you to her friends and couldn't help but smile at the way that you were already seamlessly blending into the group. You were chatting with Kagami, Nino, and Alya as the latter asked you questions about yourself as if she was interviewing you, but the journalist-to-be was interrupted by the two men behind her.

"Hey again, [Name]" Luka says with a warm smile; chuckling at Alya as she purses her lips to the side in playful annoyance at the interruption.

"You know him already, Luka?" Alya questions, but gets a reply from Adrien instead of Luka.

"We know him, yes." The blonde replies with a toothy grin, coming up from behind Luka and slinging an arm around the rocker's neck.

Since that day, you became a part of the group; as if you had been there from the start. The whole group would hang out at least three times a week, and you very quickly felt comfortable enough to hang out one-on-one as well! You would help Alya with mock interviews, visit the university language cafe with Kagami and Adrien, listen to demos from Luka and Nino, and of course, you and Marinette would constantly hang out at your place. Though, you never spent time alone with Luka or with Adrien; it wasn't exactly a conscious decision, but the opportunity never came up. Over time though, Marinette started to notice that both Luka and Adrien were being way friendlier with you than with the others. Seriously though, the two men would constantly ask her about you; trying to pry information out of her to gain brownie points with you. It's because of their insistent questioning that Luka knew what chocolate bar to buy you 'cause he felt like it'. And it's because of their insistent questioning that Adrien knew that you were in need of a model for your designs and in turn volunteered himself. But things did change from friendly gestures to more serious courting attempts when Marinette innocently commented 'why do you and Luka keep asking about him?' to Adrien, and 'Why do you and Adrien keep asking about him' to Luka. Those seemingly silly observations seemed to flip a switch in the guys' minds. Initially, both Luka and Adrien just thought they had taken a liking to you. But now that they knew that the other was also asking about you? Doting on you? Adrien and Luka knew they had to step up their game, their end goal had become clear to them; they liked you. They wanted you.

Back on the hero side of things, you were constantly impressing your teammates! It got to the point that, in another battle within which LadyBug was struggling with a lack of miraculous users, the heroine decided to entrust you (before even Alya) to merge two miraculous. LadyBug needed another miraculous in play! She and ChatNoir were already using two, and despite both Viperion and RenaRouge already being transformed and ready to help, LadyBug called on you as well. It's safe to say that ChatNoir and Viperion were fucking entranced by you. You unified your miraculous with the one given to you by LadyBug and effortlessly used both abilities as required by the heroine. The fight was over before it even really started! Ever since that fight, you kinda became LadyBug's go-to dual-holder. She saw herself in you; the way you utilised the mouse miraculous to merge multiple miraculous, you proved to be incredibly capable and useful. And not just LadyBug took note of this! ChatNoir and Viperion would constantly comment on your great strategies and quick thinking after late-night fights; choosing to spend some time with you after the tiring fight. LadyBug would usually join you three during these starlit chats; but you'd noticed that as time went by, LadyBug would head back home but the two remaining heroes would insist on spending a little longer out on Paris' rooftops.

You never argued against this though, you thoroughly enjoyed these moments. It was in these moments that you could truly relax; worries of an akumatised villain appearing were almost at zero, having just won a fight, and any thoughts of uni work were buried deep in the back of your mind. But what really relaxed you was the presence of your two hero friends. ChatNoir flirtatiously joking around with you and then being scolded by Viperion, the three of you talking about life and plans without revealing too much about your identities, Viperion making jokes at the expense of ChatNoir, it all just put you at ease; you felt like these two were your closest friends despite not even knowing what they looked like! You didn't know why they were so much closer to you than the other heroes, or why Chat and Viperion were putting so much effort into spending time with you, but you certainly enjoyed it. To be frank, part of this was because both the cat and the snake heroes had a little crush on you, but the main reason was that they knew your identity...

The two had pestered LadyBug enough with their little crushes that the heroine literally could not take it anymore; swearing the two men to secrecy (and silence for her sanity) in exchange for your identity. Of course, when ChatNoir and Viperion found out that the hero they were crushing on was the same guy that they were crushing on as civilians, they both freaked the fuck out. But after their minds finished racing with thoughts, they locked in; they were in competition with each other after all... It was around summertime when both Luka and Adrien stepped up their game; university had finished for the year, and they no longer had an excuse to see you. The two men had to grow a pair and make their flirtations and courting attempts clearer. You definitely saw the model and the rocker more than any of your other friends; even more than Marinette! Both Adrien and Luka would make an effort to see you and to try and sway you towards one side rather than the other.

Adrien always invited you to his photoshoots or ad campaigns; insisting that you were a better stylist than the one he had hired and that 'he performed better knowing that you were watching'. The blonde definitely started channelling ChatNoir more and more, attempting to flirt with you with the confidence and charisma that his hero persona allowed him to express. You and Adrien would also often hang out at either your place or his (mostly his place just so that Adrien could subtly show you the luxury he could provide you). Hangouts consisted of anything from casually watching films or playing games to having deep conversations about life and the boundaries of your friendship getting pushed little by little. It was during the more vulnerable, personal conversation you and Adrien would have that you really got to know him; you learnt that the blonde continued his modelling career to honour his father, that he felt like he had no greater purpose in life for most of his life, and that he felt like you were one of the few people he could be himself around. Adrien would also learn a lot about you! The model would always listen just as much as he would talk during these kinda conversations; Adrien enjoys listening to you talk about your relationship with your family, your passions, your goals, and anything else you wanna share with him. The both of you really liked these moments; getting vulnerable and being able to talk about stuff without fear of judgment, it was like therapy. But what you were certain didn't happen during professional therapy was all of the subtle flirts and physical touch. For real, you will realise mid-conversation that you and Adrien were practically cuddling; or that you were straddling his lap, or that the blonde's hand was lingering on your hand or thigh or shoulder for a little too long. Not that either of you were complaining though. But mental notes were definitely taken. And the blush on your face and Adrien's definitely didn't make the moments go unnoticed.

On the other hand, if you weren't hanging out with Adrien for the day, you were hanging out with Luka. You have never missed a single band practice of Luka's and you never will; the rocker insisting that your mere presence helped him 'play so much better, your sound helps his flourish'. Bro's a poet, what else did you expect he'd say? As to not let Adrien get ahead, Luka would also insist on the two of you hanging out either at your place or his; his cosy room on his mother's ship was the usual place, just 'cause you'd mentioned once how much you liked the ambience. Really, it was Luka himself who made you like the atmosphere; the ever-so-slightly older man was just such a good listener, he could help you clear your head within minutes! You would spend hours with Luka, the rocker listening to you talk, paint his nails and yours with some old, black polish, you would listen to him play guitar, and like with Adrien, the two of you would talk about even the most personal things. You really didn't know what it was, but something about Luka made you feel like you could tell him anything, and you would do just that. You'd talk his ear off about yourself, internal conflicts and interpersonal conflicts; but you'd also listen to Luka a lot. It helped distract you from your own life. You listened to the rocker talk about his past struggles with the music industry, his relationship with his father, and his relationship with his sister; and you actively listened to every single word. And just like with Adrien, you wouldn't realise until the end of a conversation just how close you had physically gotten with Luka! Seriously, you'll be talking about the deepest shit and realise mid-sentence that your head was in Luka's lap; his slender, masculine fingers running through your hair. But though you did find some of the positions you found yourself in a little compromising, you would merely blush and look past it; as you still felt oddly comfortable despite the proximity. It got to the point that you felt so at ease around Luka that you would fall asleep whilst pseudo-cuddling; trust, when Adrien found out that you had started spending the night at Luka's, he was fuming and already scheming ways of getting you to sleep in his bed too.

One-on-one patrols with either ChatNoir or Viperion also became more frequent; though you didn't know that this was because the two heroes had made an agreement to split their trio patrols in order to get time alone with you. Patrols were a lot less romantic than hangouts in your civilian forms; mainly because you didn't know who was behind the masks of Viperion and Chat. As a logical and smart guy, you couldn't fall for someone you literally didn't know. That didn't stop Chat's blatant flirting or Viperion's more subtle attempts at wooing you.

By the time that most of the summer had passed by, you had spent so much time with both Adrien and Luka. You, of course, really liked them as your friends, but you also couldn't deny that the romantic and intimate moments you had shared with both men over the summer weren't making you fall for them. But you also couldn't deny that your feelings were much deeper and much more romantic for one of them than the other....

Ending 1:

But you also couldn't deny that your feelings were much deeper and much more romantic for one of them than the other... Your feelings for Adrien were so much stronger than those you held for Luka.

The second you had come to this realisation you made your move. You called Adrien and asked to meet him at his place, and of course, the blonde agreed; he was fucking whipped for you. When you admitted your feelings for him, Adrien short-circuited; like actually, a thick blush covered his entire face and neck, his eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something but fully couldn't. You internally panicked, but when the blonde managed to utter 'You like me too?' you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

Pretty quickly, Adrien and you started dating. You were taking things slow but after a whole summer of basically going on dates and getting close, you two didn't really have any other steps to get over and done with! Adrien was the first out of you two to change his attitudes and behaviours; going into the first day back at university with your hand in his, a bright smile on his face and a lovestruck look in his eyes anytime he looked your way. If anyone asked whether the two of you were a thing, he would proudly declare that you were his boyfriend. The model made sure to take you on nice dates and insisted on paying for you no matter how small the fee; claiming that you 'deserved to be spoiled'. You two frequented the cafe within which you met (Adrien would always get sentimental without a doubt) and you would spend practically every night at Adrien's place; though your boyfriend had no complaints about you treating his place like it was yours, he did often complain that he never got to spend time at your place!

Adrien is the typa guy who's just so innocent and wholesome. So much so that simply thinking about dating you and spending time with you used to get him hard... Fucking hot. But this became a problem when the blonde actually started dating you! Seriously, the man couldn't spend ten minutes cuddling you without popping a boner! And it wasn't like your relationship stopped at cuddling, you two would kiss, make out, grind against each other; and it would get so overwhelming (in the best way possible) that Adrien would cum in his pants like some high schooler! He was very embarrassed at first, but when you assured your boyfriend that you took it as nothing but a compliment, Adrien felt a little better. But he knew he had to work on his... overexcitement. And he did! Enough that the next time, Adrien made it through ten whole minutes of making out with you and grinding his hard dick against your ass before he had to stop as to not cum. Though the first time the blonde put it inside of you, he did in fact cum right away... But again, you took it as a compliment!!

There really were no negative aspects to your relationship with the model! Even arguments with Adrien were healthily worked through and resolved within the day! That being said... One thing you did notice was that your friendship with Luka was definitely different. The rocker was nothing but happy for you when he noticed your relationship with Adrien; sure he was hurt, but that wasn't your fault. But to protect the little ego he had left, Luka had to take a step back. That meant no more one-to-one hangouts at his place, no more intimate and vulnerable talks, and no more comforting proximity. You knew it was for the better; you didn't want to lead Luka on, and you knew Adrien would get immensely jealous and insecure despite trying his best to hide it. So you and Luka remained friends, but you could both see the sadness behind your smiles; you lost a close friend, and Luka lost what he thought was the harmony to his sound...

You knew that your relationship with Adrien couldn't get any better, and you didn't want to ruin that, but you felt like you were lying to your boyfriend. You had to constantly lie about where you were during Akuma attacks, you had to lie about talking on the phone or to yourself when you were really talking to Mullo, and you had to constantly make excuses for leaving late at night for parole. Keeping your identity a secret was eating away at you, so you decided to tell him. You trusted Adrien. More than anyone else. You felt that it was necessary, and even Mullo agreed. You worked up the courage and sat your boyfriend down. But when you were met with a laugh after nervously pouring your heart out to the blonde, all you could do was look at Adrien with confusion. "hahaha! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, babe! But... is it bad that I already knew?" You were speechless. WHAT DID HE MEAN 'HE ALREADY KNEW'???? You thought you hid it so well! But Adrien very quickly explained; rather, he showed you. You watched with shock on your face as your boyfriend transformed into ChatNoir right in front of your eyes. Now that you thought about it, it made sense! All of Adrien's attempts at flirting with you reminded you so much of Chat! And looking past the quantum masking, damn ChatNoir really did look like Adrien. Let's just say that the two of you had to try really hard not to act like a couple when in your hero forms; and even then you two were still quite insufferably affectionate...

Ending 2:

But you also couldn't deny that your feelings were much deeper and much more romantic for one of them than the other... Your feelings for Luka were so much stronger than those you held for Adrien.

The second you had come to this realisation you made your move. You called Luka and asked to meet him at his place, and of course, the rocker agreed; he had it bad for you. When you admitted your feelings for him, Luka kept his cool; but internally he was freaking out. He was so fucking happy, but he couldn't make it look like this is what he'd been praying for for the past couple of months; even though that's exactly what it was. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding when Luka gave you a warm smile and confessed that he 'felt the same, probably even more than you do'.

Pretty quickly, Luka and you started dating. You were taking things slow but after a whole summer of basically going on dates and getting close, you two didn't really have any other steps to get over and done with! Luka was quick to change his attitudes and behaviours, but he was quite low-key with it. On the first day back at university you two walked hand in hand, a warm smile on Luka's face and a lovestruck look in his eyes anytime he looked your way. If anyone asked whether the two of you were a thing, he would look into your eyes and smile whilst letting out a love-drunk 'he's mine alright~'. The rocker made sure to treat you right, treating you like royalty and practically worshipping the ground you walked on; this man would literally give you a piggy-back to your lecture if you simply mentioned that your legs hurt, claiming that you 'should be treated with care like the fine art-piece that you were'. Anytime that the two of you would pass through the hall within which you two first met, Luka would always reminisce and claim that he 'knew you were the one from the first word you spoke'. Sleepovers at Luka's became even more frequent than before, but the moment your boyfriend noticed that you would wake up seasick, he insisted on sleeping at your place instead.

Intimacy with Luka was another thing that really changed. The comfortable proximity became hotter and heavier; you both couldn't help it! You were so fucking attracted to each other that the moment you would straddle Luka's lap his lips were already on yours. Again, your boyfriend treats you like royalty during these moments, calling you beautiful and handsome and an angel between kisses and as he litters your neck with lovebites. Luka is also quite experienced; he is older than you by an entire year to be fair! But damn does Luka know what the fuck he's doing! The way he'll control his pace to make you feel the best you can; using that huge white-boy dick to his advantage. Also holy fuck those fingers! Luka knows just how to curl his slender fingers inside of you to get you writhing beneath him. Making out and cuddling with Luka is also a ten-outta-ten experience; things don't have to go any further and you're still satisfied with your boyfriend's tongue dominating your mouth, or getting spooned by his bigger frame. Oh and Luka has a huuuuuge thing for your voice! He loves to just hear you talk, but oh does he do his very best to make you feel euphoric just so that he can hear you fucking moan your lungs out. And don't even get him started on the way his name sounds on your lips; Luka could talk for hours about how much it affects him. On days you two can't see each other, you two will talk on the phone for hours; but inevitably, you'll notice that as it gets later in the night, Luka will start to get quiet, he'll start to grunt and his breath will start to get shakey and uneven. And if you ask him if he's okay, all Luka will reply with will be a shakey and breathy 'j-just keep talkin'~'. Oh he's straight JERKIN' IT!!

There really were no negative aspects to your relationship with the Rocker! Even arguments with Luka were few and far between; but when they did happen, they were healthily worked through and resolved within the day! That being said... One thing you did notice was that your friendship with Adrien was definitely different. The model was happy for you, sure... But man, was he hurt. It's not like it was your fault, but to protect the little ego he had left, Adrien had to take a step back. That meant no more one-to-one hangouts at his place, no more intimate and vulnerable talks, and no more comforting proximity. You knew it was for the better; you didn't want to lead Adrien on, and you knew Luka would get immensely jealous and insecure despite trying his best to hide it. So you and Adrien remained friends, but you could both see the sadness behind your smiles; you lost a close friend, and Adrien lost what he thought was the purpose he was so desperate to find in life...

You knew that your relationship with Luka couldn't get any better, and you didn't want to ruin that, but you felt like you were lying to your boyfriend... You had to constantly lie about where you were during Akuma attacks, you had to lie about talking on the phone or to yourself when you were really talking to Mullo, and you had to constantly make excuses for leaving late at night for parole. Keeping your identity a secret was eating away at you, so you decided to tell him. You trusted Luka. More than anyone else. You felt that it was necessary, you knew how much Luka valued truthfulness more than anything! You worked up the courage and sat your boyfriend down. But when you were met with a laugh after nervously pouring your heart out to the rocker, all you could do was look at Luka with confusion. "Oh baby, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! But... is it bad that I already knew? Haha~" You were speechless. WHAT DID HE MEAN 'HE ALREADY KNEW'???? You thought you hid it so well! But Luka very quickly explained; rather, he showed you. You watched with shock on your face as your boyfriend transformed into Viperion right in front of your eyes. Now that you thought about it, it made sense! Just like his hero persona, Luka was always calm and collected; his flirtations more cerebral and calculated! And looking past the quantum masking, damn Viperion really did look like Luka. Let's just say that the two of you had to try really hard not to act like a couple when in your hero forms; and even then you two were still quite insufferably affectionate...

Ending 3:

But you also couldn't deny that your feelings were much deeper and much more romantic for one of them than the other...

'I... I think Luka is the one...'

'Wait no... It's Adrien..!'

'But Luka...'

'But Adrien...'

'FUCK! I can't choose! I... I think I'm in love with both of them...!'

Your thoughts were running rampant. You couldn't make a choice; both men had shown you a whole new world. You'd never experienced intimacy and comfort like you had with them both. How were you supposed to pick one and just forget the other?

The second you had come to this realisation you made your move. You called both Luka and Adrien and asked to meet them at your place, and of course, they both agreed; they were willing to do anything for you, really. It was a difficult conversation; you didn't even really know where to start. But when you finally got your feelings for both men across, you could feel a weight lift off of your shoulders. Shockingly, it wasn't awkward! If anything, both Luka and Adrien felt some relief? Hey at least this way it's a win-win? Both the blonde and the dual-toned rocker had a wordless conversation with their eyes and then came to a decision; they would happily share your love. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding when both Adrien and Luka gave you a warm smile and confessed that they both wanted you, like you wanted them.

It took a while for the three of you to get your footing. But soon enough, you figured it out; just because there were three of you in this relationship, didn't mean that it would be any different from a typical relationship. Sure, you three took it slow, but after an entire summer of basically going on dates with Luka and Adrien, there weren't many other things to go over! But you did have to learn how to spend time together; the three of you, the model and the rocker learning to share you and learning to love each other. Yeah, Adrien and Luka were already friends! But it was a totally different thing being in a relationship! However, slowly but surely, the three of you got there; by the time university had started back up, you three were walking into campus hand-in-hand. Honestly, you felt greedy! You had two of the hottest guys on campus looking at you with love in their eyes and with dumb smiles on their lips! If anyone was brave enough to ask what you three were to each other, each of you was more than happy to proclaim that you three were dating! Oh and they both made sure to treat you right! Though you insisted on taking turns when paying for things, Luka and Adrien would always team up to make sure that one of them distracted you whilst the other paid! Oh and you were treated like a prince on the daily; you never carried your back, books, or equipment when your boyfriends were around! The three of you would constantly reminisce about your first meeting at the hands of Marinette, and both Adrien and Luka would constantly retell their first encounters with you to each other; literally asking each other what they thought when they first saw you. Bro, you had these guys fucking WHIPPED! Sleepovers became very frequent. Of course, you guys had your time alone, but you slept at Adrien's, Luka's, and your's at least once a week!

Intimacy with your boyfriends was something else entirely! It took a while for starters! You didn't wanna push them; you had already pushed the boundaries by dating both Luka and Adrien at the same time! But you soon realised that the reason you three hadn't gone past cuddles was that they didn't wanna push you! Really, Adrien and Luka were horny as FUCK! It took everything in their power to hold back! But damn, when the three of you finally got to it? 10/10. That's all. Luka and Adrien would focus on your pleasure so much that you'd cum within minutes; oh and you'd usually cum at least twice before either one of them came even once! When it came to your secret identities, you felt like it was too much to reveal your identity as Omnimouse to two people; so though it hurt you to lie to the two men you trusted with your life, you didn't tell them. Though it was a bit ironic that they already knew! Luka and Adrien chose to let you believe that they didn't know of your identity; if for any reason, to keep you sane! That did mean that neither Adrien nor Luka revealed their own identities as ChatNoir and Viperion, but that was probably for the best. Neither Adrien nor Luka knew that the other was a hero as well....

All in all, your relationship with your two boyfriends was incredible; you seriously couldn't be happier. Luka and Adrien were also incredibly happy to have you as their boyfriend; seriously, at least half of the conversations they have are about you, and within each of those conversations they call themselves lucky to have you at least twice per convo!

[cookiedough77]

hey so, more peacock!adrien au uhm

oh you want the rest of the conversation? oh here you go, read under the cut!

(sorry if the writing isnt my best, lowkey rushed it)

Adrien's face flushes, and he holds the bouquet closer. "I'm not dressed."

Luka waves a hand dismissively. "Ohhh, don't worry about that, you're handsome even just in plain old pajamas." He leans in closer, a smile widening across his face.

Adrien crooks a brow. "Well I can't get up to dance, so..." He trails off.

"Thennn, it's just a party! Not everyone dances at a dance, we can just hang out here." Luka pulled up his other leg up on the bed, sitting crisscrossed.

If Father had seen it, he would be angry about shoes being on the bed. But Adrien has always liked Luka for the very reasons Father wouldn’t like Luka. Of course there were other things, but this just made Adrien like him more.

Plus, Luka's shoes were nice. Actually, seeing Luka in a suit is nice, he looks great.

A giddy smile comes across Adrien's face. "Does that mean snacks? Parties always have snacks."

"Oh- I did plan on that- Too worried about getting the bouquet on time. I can go get some real quick if you want?"

Adrien giggles. "Not yet, I still want you here." He looks down at the bouquet crinkling in his hands. "You did all this for me?"

Luka shifts closer, pointing to the flowers in the wrapping paper. "I knew you liked roses, and I know you like orange, so, orange roses."

"There's red roses too." Adrien smirks, shifting the bouquet to show Luka.

"Well." Luka clicks his tongue. "You like romantic too, needed classic red roses."

Adrien just smiles, staring down at the flowers.

Luka continues, "When's your birthday?"

"What?"

"When's your birthday? I can do more then. You haven't had a birthday come up yet, aaannnddd I know it's gotta be some time."

Adrien rolls his eyes. "October 13th."

Luka nods, taking in the information. "You've never had a proper birthday party, right? That's why the bubbler happened?"

Adrien pursed his lips. "Yeah, Nino was upset Father said no."

"That was before you were Indigo. What did akuma attacks feel like then?" Luka tilts his head.

"Life felt... Normal then. I was just glad my Father got me an actual gift, not some lousy pen for the 3rd year in a row." Adrien lets out a huff of amusement. "It was one of the times I thought Father cared."

"I'll get you a gift."

Adrien's face felt flush, he tried to conjure up a proper smile, playing it off as cockiness. "You already got me a gift."

"I'll get you more, birthdays are usually filled with them."

"That sounds... nice." He breathes a sigh of endearment.

Adrien ghosts his fingers over the flower petals. They feel soft, and he rubs one of the petals in between the pads of his fingers. He'd apply more pressure if he could, but that would rip the petal, and Luka got these for him as a gift.

His face drops, because he loves gifts, Luka loves giving him gifts.

He can't let Luka continue doing this for him.

He's not going to make it to his next birthday.

"Adrien? What is it?" Adrien blinks, looking up at Lukas concerned face.

"Luka I..." He glances back down at the bouquet. "We can't pretend this will last forever."

Luka is quiet for a moment. His face softens. "You deserve to be happy."

"And you dont?"

Silence again. The soft sound of Adrien touching the single petal back and forth in his fingers fills his ears. 

He shouldn't have said that. They have talked about this before, many times, but tonight wasn't a time for that. Luka was trying to do something sweet, he didn't need a reminder their relationship is on the clock. 

Adrien doesn't want to be reminded of that either. He's just reminded of it every time he coughs, every time he even attempts to stand, to get up.

Adrien exhales. "I’m sorry, you were doing something nice and I ruined it."

"No no, It’s ok." Luka stares down at his lap. "I just meant... We deserve to be happy, even if it's not permanent."

"That doesn't bother you?"

Luka swallowed. "Just... Don't worry about it."

A petal rips, and Adrien bites his lip. Luka doesn't need this, he doesn't need a doomed relationship, he doesn't need someone who will let him get hurt.

But he also wants to indulge Luka.

He knows he's close to the end, he knows any day, hell any moment, it'll be over. He can't get out of bed without wobbling, he feels weak, he can feel his body wanting to give up.

"How about those snacks, huh?" Adrien swiftly says, changing the conversation.

Luka blinks and drops his feet to the floor, still facing Adrien. "Uh, yeah, I can do that." He leans forward, pushing adriens bangs out of the way and kisses his forehead. 

He then backs off the bed, smiling now. "I'll be back, I know what you like." He starts walking backwards, like he wants to keep looking at Adrien, and it makes Adrien smile.

"Plagg, claws out." With an electric green light, Kitty Khaos finally turns around and climbs outside the window.

Adrien sighs, and closes his eyes, crossing his arms over his knees and pressing his forehead into them. 

[atteval]

imagine pre-s6, alya reveals to nino that she was Scarabella so he, obviously, accidentally tells adrien too. So adrien spends days trying to come up with a plan to make alya tell him LB’s identity but quickly realizes that nothing would work bc alya is alya. and so in a moment of epiphany, he thinks that marinette probably also knows too bc she and alya are besties and tell eachother everything (like him and nino). and marinette is Not Good at keeping secrets and gets flustered quickly so he concludes that somehow convincing marinette to tell him LB’s identity is his best shot. but he thinks of no better way to do so than cornering her one day at school and pretending to be confronting her because he thinks she’s Ladybug. he obviously doesn't but it's a ruse bc that way mari will eventually need to reveal LB’s real identity in order to deny his claims, right? However when confronted, marinette panics because she is, in fact, Ladybug, and after 15 minutes of torturous instigation gives in and actually confesses. and adrien just stands there like haha what. no this was a joke. what. and they’re both simultaneously panicking now and that's how secret identities are revealed!!!

[angrythingstarlight]

booping Bee >:3

Bee has booped everyone in the house. No one knows where she learned this new game but its clear she's having fun.

Pairing: Mafia!Bucky x Reader, daughter nicknamed Bumblebee

She started with Mr. Tato and his people. Her happy, 'you gets boops and you gets some boops. More boops for you,' drifted out of her room before she skipped out to find her bodyguards.

She told Nino she had a 'prise' for him, when he knelt down she booped his nose and ran off, giggling that she got him.

She tricked Ronan by asking if he wanted to see what she had in her hand. Even though he already knew what she was up to, he still indulged her and bent down so she could tap his nose.

Francine was next. She said she wanted a snack but when the older woman leaned across the counter to give Bee the plate, the toddler poked her twice on the nose, yelled 'you gots a boop' and fled. Leaving behind a befuddled Francine and a plate of fruit.

She caught you when you were sitting down to paint. You were quicker than she anticipated, managing to retaliate before she could make her getaway. The two of you spent the next five minutes trading boops until she declared herself the winner with one final tap to your nose.

And now she's down to the final boss in this game of hers. One last person to beat. Papa.

Unbeknownst to Bee, Bucky's been waiting for her. He's pretending to be asleep on the couch, his eyes closed as the toddler sneaks into the room. His lips twitch at the sound of her muffled giggles. Just as she's about to get him, Bucky's eyes open and she shrieks. He grabs her and holds her above him.

"What are you doing Bumblebee?" He teasingly asks.

Bee reaches out, her chubby little arm straining to reach his face. Almost gots him. "I gonna—" she says, wiggling in his grasp. Just a little closer. "—boops you Papa."

Her fingers graze the tip of his scrunched nose. Not quite a boop but close enough for the toddler. This time when she shrieks, it's a happy, victorious sound. Bucky drops her on his chest, grinning as she immediately takes advantage of her new position to squish his nose with her palm. "Boop."

"Did you already get your mama?"

She nods proudly, holding up her hand. "I gots her dis many times Papa."

"Good job Bee. But I think she needs some more," Bucky replies, standing up with Bee in his arms. "What do you think?"

Her mischievous grin mirrors his. "Let's get her Papa."

[callsign-swan]

Into The Maw Of The Beast

Chapter Six

The beast comes to collect a girl from your village every year. When you are chosen, you don't realise that the beast is a man. A man under a curse that only you can break.

A beauty and the beast retelling

Warnings: Injury

Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five

Max put all of his weight on you as you dragged him up the castle steps. His every step was stumbling, but he tried. The castle seemed to move her steps, helping get Max up the steps. The door opened for you and you dragged him inside.

"Thank you for saving me," you whispered and the doors shut behind you. The sconces lit the way to the room just off from the foyer. A fire was already lit, a chair just in front of it. All you had to do was get Max into that chair.

A grunt left his lips as he stumbled. "Woah," you said gently, trying to catch him, trying to get him back onto two feet. But you didn't know what was better for him, to be on two feet or four.

"I'm fine," he managed, standing a little taller. But every step was stumbling, was too much for you to keep him going.

But you got Max into the chair. Sharp breaths left his lips as he sat back in the chair, the wood creaking beneath his monstrous size. His thrown back, relaxed posture allowed you to see everything, though. The cuts and bites the wolves had left behind. What should have been your fate, laid before you.

"I'll be back," you said quickly, jumping to your feet.

You didn't know if his beastly, animal features allowed him to smell your fear, your worried. He was hurt, and it was all your fault. If you had just refused to leave in the first place, you wouldn't be here, in this situation.

If you had just refused to leave, Max wouldn't be hurt. If you let the villagers get you, Max wouldn't be hurt.

It was all your fault.

A bowl of warm water and a rag waited for you in the kitchen. "Thank you," you said, touching the wall of the castle. "And I'm sorry." The castle seemed to sag around you, as if she didn't know what you were sorry for.

For leaving. For coming back. For letting Max get hurt. The castle could take her pick.

But you didn't dwell on it. Grabbing the rag, you dumped it into the bowl and raced back towards Max. Walking quickly and carefully, ensuring nothing would spill.

Anything you could do to help would be nothing compared to all he had done for you.

"Max?" You gently called his name as you approached. "Max, are you still awake?" Gods, please let him be awake.

His blue eyes were on you. As soon as he was looking at you, you stepped towards him. You dropped to the floor in front of him, picked up the rag and squeezed out the excess moisture.

Your hand was gentle, a kindness Max hadn't experienced in decades, as you grabbed his leg. Holding it still, you pressed the warm, wet rag against the injury.

His roar shook the castle. Birds flew away from the turrets and the trees; you wouldn't have been surprised if the old church in your village crumbled just a little bit with his roaring shout.

"That hurt!" He hissed as you as you withdrew the rag. When you wetted it again, the water began turning red.

"Yes, well, it's going to hurt!" You justified. "But it'll hurt more if it gets infected!"

He grumbled, but he didn't talk back. His fist held up his cheek, claws digging into his palm as he tried not to flinch. But he was doing good, keeping as still for you as he could. His thick leg twitched beneath your touched, but he didn't lash out, didn't move away from you.

But you didn't know how to dress wounds.

You wiped at the wound until you decided that there was nothing more you could do. It was still red and fresh, but it was no longer bleeding, no longer packed with dirt. But, still, you could see the teeth marks.

You drew in a sharp breath. If he hadn't been there, if the wolves had gotten to you and Nino before he made it from the castle... You squeezed your eyes shut, squeezing out the water from the rag. Not all of it made it into the bowl, some of it dripping onto the floor.

His hand touched your head. You opened your eyes and looked up at him.

Even with his beastly face, he was looking down at you with something you could only call sweetness. His eyes conveyed so much of it. Gratitude, relief. It was all there in a sea of blue. "I..." you began, but you couldn't find the words. "Thank you."

Max shook his head. He didn't need you to thank him. "Nino took good care of you," he said, his normally gruff voice bringing a sense of comfort you didn't expect.

You nodded your head and took his hand from your head. Your touch was still gentle, only moving his hand so that you could clean the injury on his wrist. The second the warm water touched the wound, his muscles in his hand tightened, as if he was ready to strike. But he didn't.

"Nino is a good horse," you said, as if you were trying to distract him. "He got me away from the village."

His mouth twisted into a smile. Twisted, but you knew it would be beautiful if he was human. In his own way, it was already beautiful.

"Nino is my horse," he told you. "I bred his mother and raised him from a foal. I'm just glad he's had a chance to leave the castle grounds."

You raised your brows as you looked at him. "You wouldn't ride him outside of the castle?" You asked.

Max shook his head. But then you pressed the rag a little harder into his skin, trying to clean away the dirt. His entire body tensed up and he sucked in a sharp breath.

But he didn't scream. He didn't cry out. He just sat calmly.

"Not with my horns," he managed to say, keeping the pained edge from his voice.

You pulled your lip between your teeth as you rinsed the rag. "I like your horns," you managed to say, your eyes on his would. "I think they're fascinating."

Max felt his chest grow tight. You liked them. That was what you said, right? You like his horns. The horns he had tried to remove during his first year of the curse. The horns that had grown back, a little thicker that time. This time, when he tried to use a serrated knife to remove them, the knife immediately dulled and he was in pain.

But you cleared your throat and dropped the rag back into the bowl. "Do you know if anybody can dress your wounds?" You asked, sitting back, moving just out of his reach.

Max cleared his throat. He looked away from you, instead staring into the flicking fire. "Get Charles," he said to the castle. The fire flickered brighter, as if acknowledging what he had said.

You let your hand fall into the now dirty water. Cold, certainly not clean enough for you to clean his wounds. Standing up, you grabbed the bowl. "Will you be okay?" You asked.

Max nodded his head.

You disappeared back through the castle. Back to the kitchen, no longer needing the sconces to light your way. But the castle still granted you that kindness, looking after you in her own way.

When you got to the kitchen, there was another bowl, another rag. It was a magic you couldn't understand, a magic you didn't have time to understand. Dumping the first bowl, you grabbed the second, tested the temperature the of water with your finger, and rushed back to Max.

When you got back to Max, Charles was already there. He stopped his bandaging when you entered the room, a breath of relief leaving his lips. "You're okay," he said as he strode towards you and threw his arms around you. The water in the bowl splashed onto his shirt, but Charles didn't care.

"I'm okay," you reassured him as you pulled away. You could hug Charles later. For now, Max needed your held.

The castle brought a small table closer to the chair Max was resting in. Standing to his side, you put the bowl on the table, squeezed the excess water from the cloth, and began cleaning the wound on his neck.

Max kept his head tipped to the side, giving you plenty of space to clean his wound. You kept one hand on his shoulder, the other cleaning the blood and dirt and grime from his injury. All the while, Charles bandaged the wound on Max's leg, the wound on his wrist.

With Charles there, the two of you worked in silence. There was more you had to say to Max, questions you wanted to ask. But they weren't questions you wanted to ask in front of Charles.

As soon as you were finished, you were in Charles's arms. "I never should have let him send you away," he whispered against your shoulder, your arms around him.

But you didn't respond. Yes, you wanted to know why Max sent you away, but it wasn't a question you wanted to ask with Charles in the room.

"Charles," Max said, his voice low and gruff.

Pulling away from you, Charles approached Max. Their conversation was hushed, not for your ears. You stood back, let them talk. It was only once Charles was grabbing the bowl of no longer warm water and striding out of the room that Max looked at you.

Hands behind your back, you stepped towards him. "Will you be retiring to bed?" You asked him.

Max shook his head. "No," he said, his blue eyes moving back towards the fire.

You looked at him, took all of him in. The contrast of the white bandages against his fur, the red you hadn't been able to scrub out of his fur. You didn't blame him from not moving from his seat.

"Okay," you said. Holding the skirt of your dress, now stained red with Max's blood, you sat down. You shuffled back until you hit his chair. Your back was to him, staring at the fire ahead. You stretched your legs out, let the fire warm your feet.

"What are you doing?" Max's gruff voice was hushed as he looked down at you.

You turned your head slightly, just so that you could look at him. Maybe it was the dancing firelight, maybe it was the exhaustion settling in your bones. But he really was a beautiful monster.

"I'm going to sit with you," you told him, your head against the thick cushion he was sitting on. All you had to do was tip your head to the side and you would be resting your head against his thigh.

"Go to bed," Max insisted

He didn't see the way you rolled your eyes, but he saw you shake your head. "You go to bed," you retorted, a stubbornness he hadn't expected in your voice.

"I'm not going to tell you again."

"Then don't."

The only noise in the room was the crackling fire. Fuck, why were you doing this? Letting all sides of yourself show, letting him realise how much he liked these sides of you. The sweet side you had shown from the moment you stepped foot in the castle. The stubbornness and defiance you were showing now.

It was his own personal form of torture.

You fell asleep first. Head tipped back, eyes shut and mouth open. You snored lightly, head turned to the side.

The fire dimmed, but Max shook his head. "Keep her warm," he whispered to the castle. It had flashed in his mind to carry you to your room, but he didn't have it in him, his injuries too much.

You couldn't have been comfortable, he thought. But then your head fell against his thigh, providing you with some cushioning.

He fell asleep not long after you. In the night, he changed, becoming human again. The bandages Charles had securely wrapped around his wounds became loose. He shivered at the lack fur, and the fire grew hotter.

He opened his blue eyes just enough to see you, still laying against his shoulder. He lifted his uninjured arm, his movements tired and sluggish, and laid his hand over your head. Gently he brushed your hair back.

You seemed to twitch against him. A slight movement that had him pulling away from you. He fell back asleep, unaware of how naked he was.

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[chocostrwberry]

I was thinking it be cool if Marinette was extremely lucky-

Like it’s a part of her character. She even introduces herself as “I’m Marinette, and I would say I’m a pretty lucky girl!”

Marinette being the type of person who would tell you stuff like “Oh I was worried about eating out today but then I found a 50 dollar bill so everything worked out!” Or “Apparently the road to school was blocked off, but I got there just in time for it to clear out so I wasn’t late to school!”

She finds a lil white dog at the park one day, spends some time looking for the owner out of kindness, and the owner turns out to be an old woman. BUT that old woman is extremely wealthy and a few months later turns out she had decided to sponsor Marinette’s education in her will so she can go to the most private school in Paris

Because she stands up for Juleka, Marinette starts dating Luka, and it turns out he’s one of Jagged Stone’s children so he put her on an album cover as a present AND free publicity for her designs.

Adrien, a TOP MODEL falls in love with her because she returns his mother’s necklace instead of destroying it, basically establishing the love of her life and a secure future if she likes him back.

Nino saying “This is Marinette’s world and we’re all just living in it” as a joke-

But when she gets the Ladybug miraculous, her life starts to fall apart. It’s kinda ironic, that the miraculous of luck happened to make her life worse off, but that might just be a silly side effect of being the holder? Like fate has it where it’s attracted to lucky people, but then it neutralizes it?

And so throughout the show, there are moments where like “everything turned out okay in the end”, but mostly it’s just one super slide of her civilian life going downhill. She still has moments where good things happen to her seemingly out of nowhere, but I’d like to think now they don’t last as long as she’s use to. They’re more fleeting, if that makes sense, because something always happens that ruins it.

Chloe invites her to her birthday party because they’re finally not enemies anymore, but then takes the blame for ruining it

Dates chat noir, her idol and crush, but he breaks up with her and gets akumatized

So you see her going from this happy-go-lucky girl who’s just like “Hee hee, oh well!” to a paranoid and anxious “I have to be careful, something bad is going to happen soon.”

[aryadelvich]

Hii, Could you please write one about a Jealous and Possessive Luigi when his cousin is flirting with you during a family gathering.🥰

Hii!! Thank you for your request 🫶 Here it is !!!

If you’re looking for more of my work here’s an Updated Masterlist

I don’t like the way he’s looking at you - Luigi Mangione

Reminder : Someone acting like this is not normal. It’s a fiction. If this happens to you in real life you have to make decision to leave. Jealousy is not a justification for bad behaviors.

Everyone was smiling, laughing, and chatting. You were surrounded by Luigi’s big Italian family, meeting what felt like a never-ending list of relatives.

It was the first time he had ever brought a girlfriend to a family event—his first serious relationship. His sisters, his mother, and his father had welcomed you with open arms, treating you like one of their own. Now, you were meeting the rest—his uncles, aunts, grandparents, cousins… So many cousins.

As you poured yourself a drink, a man walked up beside you. He was tall, dark-haired, and undeniably Italian—bearing an uncanny resemblance to Luigi.

"Hey," he greeted smoothly.

"Hey," you replied flatly.

"So, you’re Luigi’s girl? Never thought I’d see the day he brought someone home. You must be special."

"If you’ll excuse me." You turned to walk away, but before you could, he grabbed your arm.

"Hey, slow down. You haven’t even told me your name."

He pulled you a little closer, his hand settling on your waist. A cold wave of disgust rolled through you.

"Hey Nino!"

Luigi’s voice cut through the air like a blade. Before you could react, he stormed over and shoved Nino back so hard that he stumbled into a nearby table, knocking it over with a loud crash. Conversations died, and suddenly, all eyes were on the scene unfolding.

"Don’t touch her," Luigi snapped, his tone sharp enough to slice through steel.

You had never seen him like this before. Luigi was always calm, always kind. But now? He looked ready to kill.

Nino raised his hands in mock surrender. "Relax, Lulu, I was just being friendly."

"Find someone else to be friendly with," Luigi shot back, his voice dangerously low.

His mother rushed over, eyes wide with concern. "Luigi, what’s the problem ?"

"I lost my temper. But he was out of line."

He didn’t wait for a response. Instead, he grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the crowd, leading you toward a quiet corner of the house.

"YN, I told you not to talk to other guys."

You yanked your hand back, frowning. "I wasn’t talking to him. He came to me."

"It’s the same thing! It’s like last time I told you, if you don’t want me to lose it, you need to stay away from guys like him."

You folded your arms, frustration bubbling up. "Do you even hear yourself? You just caused a scene in front of your entire family!"

Luigi exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. “You’re defending him ?”

You frowned. “I’m not defending him! I’m just saying you didn’t have to react like that.”

He let out a low, humorless chuckle, shaking his head. “Right. So now I’m the bad guy, and Nino’s just some innocent guy making conversation?”

“That’s not what I said—”

He stepped closer, his voice quieter but dripping with jealousy. “Keep this up, and I’m gonna start thinking you actually want him.”

Your eyes widened. “Are you serious right now?”

“I don’t know, am I?” His gaze locked onto yours, dark and unreadable. “Because from where I’m standing, you’re more upset about me putting him in his place than the fact that he touched you.”

“That’s not true!”

“Then say it.” His grip on your waist tightened slightly. “Say that you didn’t like it. Say that you don’t want him.”

You scoffed, pushing at his chest. “Obviously, I don’t want him, Luigi. What kind of question is that?”

He studied you for a moment, with a serious face. “Good. Because if I ever get the feeling that you do… I won’t be nearly as nice next time.”

"Do you even care how I feel? You can’t just act like you own me, Luigi."

His expression softened—just a little. He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair.

"You don’t get it, do you?" he murmured.

"Get what?"

He stepped closer, his hands finding your waist, holding you gently but firmly.

"I’m yours. Completely. I have been since the beginning."

Your heart clenched.

"Then why do you act like this?" you whispered.

He hesitated for a second, then sighed. "Because the thought of someone else touching you—hell, even looking at you—drives me insane. I don’t want to share you, not even for a second."

His fingers brushed against your cheek, his touch far softer than his words.

"But I need to trust you, Luigi. I need to know you won’t just explode every time another guy so much as breathes in my direction."

He nodded slowly, his eyes locked onto yours.

"You can trust me. But what I feel for you—it’s not something I can just turn down. I belong to you, YN. Every look, every word, every damn heartbeat. I’m always thinking about you, worried about you."

You bit your lip, torn between staying mad and just giving in.

"You’re obsessed," you muttered.

That familiar smirk ghosted his lips. "Isn’t the point ? Yeah I’m obsessed, so what ?."

You rolled your eyes, but he caught the tiny smile you tried to hide. And that was all he needed.

[gremlinmodetweeker]

König vs Reality TV

So, König is not a reality TV fan. In general he doesn't like tv, he considers it lowclass hogwash and prefers reading books or watching horror movies, but he has his weaknesses.

He was immune to the Kardashians. The Housewives of New Jersey could kiss his ass? Honey Boo Boo? Honey Boo Who? Honey Boo Hoo Fuck You. He couldn't care for any of it. The next time Horangi tries to get him hooked on a K-Drama he's going to put the remote through the TV. Nobody could get through to him.

But then he met his match in the form of one British chef.

Yes, König is a sucker for Kitchen Nightmares. That was König's gateway drug for reality tv.

You were just playing it in the background while working when König stepped into the living room. He was gonna ask you something, but then he started watching the show. You eventually had to ask him what was wrong, but he completely tuned you out. Later, he subtly asked you about the show.

"What is this slop you're watching?"

"What? Kitchen Nightmares?" you smirk, "you really are watching it, aren't you?"

König doesn't tear his eyes away from the screen as he says, "I'm not watching it."

He stands there for ten minutes when you ask him what he came to you for. He admits he forgot. He refuses to admit that he's watching. You already know.

Late at night König looks up the show on his laptop and in an instant he's hooked. In one night, König becomes Gordon Ramsey's biggest fan (both literally and figuratively). He's obsessed. It's an entire show dedicated to food. He can't get enough of it. And, despite himself, the drama gets to him. He lives for the drama. Every now and then you'll hear König mutter something like 'My name's NINO' under his breath but you can't be sure.

The thing is that for all of König's media literacy, for all his skills at psychological warfare and his incredible understanding of psychology, König becomes a sucker for the show. He's the same brainless housewife as the next. Not that that's a bad thing! Everyone needs a show to turn their brain off to. It's fun to just chill and watch some brainless slop. But being brainless is a hit to his pride. It doesn't stop him from being completely hooked though. He's watching the show and every time they bring out a dish to Ramsey König looks at it and goes 'Oh wow that looks so good'. Then Gordon Ramsey says, 'it's overcooked, bland rubbish' and then König goes 'That looks so gross. How can anyone eat that slop? Couldn't be me'. It's incredible. It's like clockwork. Somehow, this show works its way through every one of König's defences and he becomes a complete and total sucker.

But Kitchen Nightmares is only the gateway. König learns about the entire world of the food network. He watches Masterchef seasons from multiple countries, he watches Bar Rescue with John Taffer, he eats up all the food tv out there.

Eventually, you come back to him cooking along to Martha Stewart and Snoop Dogg. On one hand, he looked like such a massive dweeb that it bordered on being an ick. On the other, his already phenomenal cooking has only been getting better and it's not slowing down any time soon.

Konig Dump

Headcanons

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

Any ML characters that you do think are overhated?

No one really comes to mind. While I end up defending Marinette the most, I'm more critical of specific criticisms or the way the criticisms are handled than I am of the fact that people can't stand her or any other character. Almost every significant character has come across as pretty terribly at one point or another and I understand why some viewers can't look past those bad writing choices. Many side characters have also done questionable things. Off to top of my head, here are some flaws that are understandably hard to overlook:

Alya blindly believing everything Lila says and dismissing Marinette's concerns, especially after the reveal of Ladybug's identity

Nino outing Alya's identity to Adrien and never telling her (Rocketear), then doing it again in public without asking her permission (Illusion)

Adrien pushing for Ladynoir in spite of Ladybug's multiple requests that he stop

Marinette using her trauma as an excuse for her inability to treat Adrien as a normal human being

The entire miracuclass trying to force Marinette and Adrien to kiss while they watch

Everything Nathalie did - or more damningly didn't do - in season five

Any and all of these things are understandably off-putting. While I don't particularly like pure salt fics, I do get why they exist. Sometimes you just need an outlet to express your frustration! I do it via this blog, but I don't judge anyone for doing it via a vent fic instead. I just get concerned when the annoyance and anger leads to poor media literacy where people act as if these characters are real people doing real things. They're not. They're puppets controlled by poor-quality puppet masters.

Along the same lines, I also get annoyed when people pick and choose which jokes to take at face value, when people hold different characters to wildly different standards, or when people act like their favorite is the biggest victim of the bad writing. They're all victims at this point. There's no point debating who got it worse. It's not going to fix the issues. At this point, I don't think that anything can. The last two seasons made the flaws too deep. The only way to make the story work is a full reboot.

That's why this is a writing salt, character sugar blog. I'm not here to defend the writing or tell you that the characters have done nothing wrong. I'm here to defend the basic story setup and explain why the problems all fall at the feet of the writers. This isn't the kind of story where it is intentionally making you hate the characters. Outside of Chloe and Lila, you are supposed to like basically the entire cast. It's embarrassing how hard the writers failed at that assignment.

[mochinek0]

Daminette December: 27-Press Start

Part 1-Ghosted

"So, why are we in a video group chat?" whined Kim.

"Yeah, I have work in the morning." growled Alya.

"Adrien sent me a video and said we should all watch it." Nino answered.

Many groaned.

"Can't we do this another time?" asked Alix

"How long is the video?" questioned Max.

"Uh, ten minutes?" The DJ replied.

"Okay." Rose spoke, "That's not sooo bad."

"So, its not a video-video." declared Nathaniel.

"What's it about?" Mylene asked.

"I don’t know." Nino spoke, "He just said we all had to watch it."

"Well, press start." Kim declared.

"Yeah, I wanna go back to bed." Alya sighed.

Everyone watched as Adrien popped up on the screen, like he was filming off of his phone.

"Shit!" He murmured, "Wrong side."

The group laughed. Suddenly, a runway appeared.

"A fashion show?" questioned Juleka.

"Why would he-" began Ivan.

"This year's winner is Marinette Wayne." The announcer cried.

"Wait! What?" Alya shouted.

"Marinette? As in our Mari?" Rose gasped.

"No. Couldn't be. They said Wayne." Nathaniel corrected.

To their shock, the Marinette they knew walked out with long hair, in a tight dress and heels.

"Thank you, all, so much." Marinette smiled, "I'm honored to be chosen to stand before you today. Thank you to my husband for dealing with my ridiculous schedule and for forcing me to go to sleep. Thank you to our children, who kept my days bright when I felt at my lowest and felt like nothing was good enough. My parents for always supporting me and the Wayne family for sneaking me coffee, when Damian forbid it."

That got some laughs. The camera shifted to some guy who looked really pissed off.

"No, but in all seriousness." And the camera was back on Mari, "Thank you Bruce, Tim. Jason, and Richard for welcoming me into your family with open arms and for the spur of the moment design adventures. My collection isn't complete without all of you. My commissions will be back up in a month and some slots have already been filled."

They watched as the grumpy man took the stage.

"The world doesn't deserve the beauty you show it, Mon Ange." He spoke, "If I wasn't already married to you, I'd propose all over again."

They cooed in time with the audience. Mari smiled at her husband and handed the mic back, before he led her back stage.

"Holy shit! Mari got married and has kids!" Adrien shout-whispered, "Imma go see if I can catch her and say 'Hi'."

The group watched as Adrien tried to squeeze through the crowd and tripped.

"Fuck; I'm alright." He spoke to himself.

"Mr. Agreste, I wasn't aware you had backstage passes." Spoke a security guard.

"Right here!" He shouted, practically shoving his badge in the guard's face.

The guard backed up and verified the pass. They nodded and allowed him in.

"Hey, have you seen Marinette Wayne, the contest winner?" Adrien asked a model.

"Get that camera out of here, you jerk!" They shrieked.

"I'm not filming you!" Adrien replied. "I just wanna see Mari!"

"No, i haven't seen her." The model shot back.

"Shit." He mumbled.

"Hey, he's looking for the new girl!" The model shouted.

"Hubby took her through the back!" Someone called out, "They had plans!"

"So, she won't even be at the after party?" The former model whined.

"Probably not. I heard her panicking before the show started." The new model replied. "Something about her uncle or something. I don't know; I didn't really pay attention. Could have been a ploy."

"Lita had to call her husband over to calm her down. He promised to take her to the airport after the show." Another model spoke, as they walked by.

Adrien nodded and walked out, "Damn, I wish I had congratulated her."

The video cut suddenly.

"Holy shit!"

"Oh my god!"

"That was Marinette!"

"Did you see how long her hair was?"

"She got married!"

"He seems like a grump."

"Who cares; she has kids!"

"What about the death threats?"

"She looks so happy."

"He looks like he could protect her."

Alya stared at the screen in silence as everyone continued to be amazed at Marinette's life.

'After everything we did, none of it mattered. Mari never got with Adrien. Lila ended up getting bullied by someone else and rejected by Adrien, in the end. She never forgave him for that. Lika felt so humiliated that she left the school and they lost contact after a few months. The only reason she even talked to him now, was because of Nino. Now, Marinette just...vanishes and gets a perfect life? She's married with kids! That guy looks nothing like Adrien!'

Alya blinked and realized the screen had gone dark. She turned her head and saw Nino staring at her, before wiping years away.

"It....It doesn't make sense!" She cried out, "I thought she was in witness protection or something, after her parents told us about the death threats! She just stopped talking to us! She still has her same name, Nino! She's married! She has kids! She's a fashion designer! How did everything work out for her and not for us?" Alya shouted.

Nino sighed and unlocked Alya's wheelchair. Alya growled and made her way back to the bedroom. She dragged herself back onto her bed and pouted.

"You have therapy tomorrow, remember? Maybe you can bring this up there." Nino answered, softly.

"That wont change the fact that she got everything she never deserved!" Alya cried, "She was a bully and controlling! She stalked your best friend! She-"

"Was threatened and scared." Nino spoke, " She was fifteen when she left Paris. It's been ten years, Alya, but you keep blaming her for everything. You even blamed her for when you ran into traffic and lost your leg."

"I keep telling you; she did it all the time and was fine!" Alya screeched, " I should have-"

"Enough, Alya!" Nino shouted, then sighed, "If I had known what was on the video, I wouldn't have shown you. I'm sorry and I'm going to bed. Max and I have work in the morning."

"Nino." Alya whispered, as he reached the door, "Do you think that if she had watched my sisters that day, we would have worked out?"

"No." He answered, "You are in our guest room because it is close to your therapist's office. I know you're trying, but try harder. The girl I remember didn't give up and she got lost somewhere years ago. If I could meet that girl again, that would be nice."

Alya stared at the door as it shut.

'I don't know how to prove it, but she ruined everything. My life was amazing until she left. It was like she sucked all the good luck out of me. Maybe if I can finish therapy, Nino will see I'm right and he'll love me like he use to.'

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[cultofasparagus]

I have a new delusional theory I would like you guys to indulge in:

Listen, listen Felix x Kagami was dropped on us with no warning too so this isn't too far fetched

Anytime there is a group shot in the intro almost all of the canon couples are together (except for alya and nino but that's so they can stand next to their respective best friends) and all the singles people are posed alone except...

Very consistent wouldn't you say...

I know that's kinda far FETCHed but I have other reasons. Both Zoe and Sabrina are pretty heavily featured in the trailers meaning they will probably both get some kind of character arc the season

Sabrina just lost Chloe who was her only friend. If you remember in the original evillustrator episode Sabrina immediately starts trying to treat Marinette like a replacement Chloe the moment they are separated. I imagine even though she's free from Chloe, she's still going to try and find a replacement for her since she doesn't really know any other way to be friends with someone. What better person to replace Chloe than her sister with rhyming name. Obviously Zoe would never treat Sabrina like her sister, but they may end up becoming at least friends. Maybe even more if I'm not being fully delusional about the group shots. Side note on the trailer vs group shot: notice how like Zoe, Sabrina will also change her hair after going through some type of arc? (Zoe does it for her?)

Anyway thank for for coming to my conspiracy TED talk, I know there's not a lot of evidence and this is age really bad, but trust.

[ilikekidsshows]

As a huge Adrien fan who was horrified and disgusted by what the show has done to him (especially the season 5 finale) I am so grateful to have found your blog! I hope you don’t mind but I would like to vent my feelings a little to someone who understands.

As an abuse victim with a controlling father I connected with Adrien from the beginning and I was so excited to see his story play out. I thought it could be another Zuko type of character arc where he slowly overtime comes to realize he is being abused and that the way his dad has treated him is wrong and eventually stand up to him and break free of his dad’s abuse and control. I was eagerly watching and waiting what I thought would be such an amazing journey ahead of Adrien. I loved seeing him finally able to attend public school and getting a chance for freedom through his miraculous and being able to make real friends. I thought all of this would help him slowly build up that support system to help him continue to take more control of his life. I couldn’t wait to see Adrien slowly start to heal and gain a found family with people like Nino Alya and even Ladybug as Chat Noir (these were the early days when I genuinely thought they were a team). The episode where all of Adrien’s guy friends threw him a party was so much fun and I was happy to see he had made so many friends who had his back.

In that one episode (can’t recall the name right now) where Luka was making instruments and seeing Adrien a bit aimless and unsure of his future I remember thinking it will be so wonderful to watch him come to figure out who he is and what he wants to with his life outside of his father’s expectations. To see him forge his own identity (something he’d already begun doing as Chat Noir). I went through my own journey of discovering who I am and who I want to be after breaking free of my dad’s abuse. It’s beautiful and empowering and I couldn’t wait to see Adrien go through something similar.

I was a little worried by episodes like Chat Blanc and Ephemeral that showed futures where Adrien learned his dad was Hawk Moth and fell under his control due to his emotions spiraling out of control. It was completely understandable given such a situation and revelation. But I figured the reveal will just need to happen in a way that gives Adrien time to process and work through it before he goes to confront his dad as Hawk Moth and defeat him with Ladybug.

But then he quickly started losing his support system and friends. Things were never quite the same between him and Nino after Rocketear. Chloe became too awful and he had no choice but to cut ties. Ladybug completely disregarded his feelings and never listened to him and he was forced to be HER support system and keep his feelings and problems to himself.

I didn’t understand why this was happening. I stayed in deep denial about senti-Adrien right up until the finale because I just couldn’t fathom them actually doing something so completely horrific especially to one of the leads of the show. I didn’t understand why suddenly everything was regressing and becoming worse for Adrien. He lost his support system and friends. His dad became even more abusive and controlling than ever before in season 5 and then the finale happened.

I truly felt physically sick to my stomach by everything that happened in the finale. It was such a slap in the face to me as an abuse victim. Seeing Adrien trapped in that room. Watching him completely stripped of all autonomy and not allowed to take part in the final battle. And then he never even got to know the truth about his dad and was made to believe his abuser was a hero who he should aspire to be like. He never learned he was a sentimonster never allowed to have any control over his life. He also decided he didn’t need to figure out what he wants to do with his life or who he is because all that matters to him is loving Marinette. It was awful. A living nightmare! The absolute worst show finale I have ever seen in my life. It was all a lie. Adrien was never going to get any kind of character arc or growth. Never get to confront his abusive dad, never get to be anything but Marinette’s satellite love interest. No goals or dreams of his own. And made into a sentimonster (I firmly believe that whole thing is a retcon he wasn’t a sentimonster in the beginning) stripping him of any agency or autonomy. Lied to by the person who is supposed to love him but instead treats him terribly. Forced to see his abuser as a hero.

I am sick, horrified, and devastated by what the show has done to Adrien. I saw so much of myself in him and he got the worst possible “happy” ending. Handed from one controlling abuser to the next with no hope of ever breaking free or even realizing that he needs to. The writers have given the biggest f you to all the abuse victims out there with such an abysmal heartbreaking ending.

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This blog is a free-to-vent zone, so go ahead.

It really is cruel how much more sympathy Miraculous directs at the abusers in its narrative than the victims. We get to learn all the reasons the abusers have for what they do, how they feel about everything, how they truly do care so the abuse shouldn't matter and they are the ones who get, not just forgiven, but vindicated, proven to be correct in a way that they don't need forgiveness. Right as Adrien is finally ready to say his father's treatment of him is wrong, has always been wrong, our hero shuts him down, tells him he is wrong for being so ungrateful for being angry at the man who saved her and the world.

Like, sure, it's a lie and Marinette feels really bad about it throughout the London Special, but it's not like that lie is ever going to be properly unpacked in the story. Even if Adrien learns the truth, the pieces have already been laid out so that he will instantly forgive Marinette, that he will understand her totally selfless reasoning and vindicate her. Abusers and abuse apologists get all the sympathy and vindication, and it's granted to them by the abuse victims of the story, whose feelings are always treated as secondary to what the people who harm them are thinking and feeling.

Even Emil’s introduction serves to further vindicate Gabriel. These two supposedly unrelated men are carbon copies of each other in looks and mannerisms, and the reason for this is to further enforce the idea of them as loving family men who just have difficulty with expressing their care and that means we should view them as victims of circumstance and celebrate the bare minimum they manage of not always being abusive. There's a difference between acknowledging that abusers are people and not always abusing their victims and celebrating abusers for these facts, and Miraculous does the latter with its constant insistence that people like Gabriel should be remembered for the good they did while the bad they did gets almost completely ignored.

Many people defending Miraculous say this isn't glorifying abuse, that it's just “letting them off too easily”, which just begs the question: how much further would a kids’ show need to go with its blatant abuse apologia to qualify as “glorifying” by this standard? Do we need a character to say: “man, it sure is good Gabriel abused Adrien into submission so that Marinette can enjoy a perfect, subservient boyfriend!” Because, like, no one might say that, but it's very much the implied takeaway.

[kaileedraws]

Introduction: Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Here are some of my changes to Marinette in my Miraculous AU! Below I'm going to go into a little bit further detail about what I'm changing about her character and why. I'll list the problems that I have with her character in the show and explain how I plan to fix it.

1. Marinette is the only character that must be there in order for a fight to be won

I've noticed in the story, other characters have little to no opportunity to save the day if Marinette is not present, and this seems a little unrealistic. She is the protagonist, but I feel like her biggest lesson is that she doesn't need to do everything herself - but unfortunately, the story's plot only reinforces the fact that she DOES need to do everything herself, or else things will backfire on her. I will be balancing the Miraculous powers to reflect the unique aspects of everyone's personality and show that Marinette can rely on others - especially Chat Noir - to win without her.

2. The show's narrative punishes characters when they trust others - making Marinette a hypocrite

An example of this is pushing the narrative that Ladybug and Chat Noir cannot know each other's identities or else the world will end (except in their alternate universe). Marinette also punishes Alya for trusting Nino with her identity - yet is not so reluctant to share her own identity with her own best friend.

More people know Ladybug's identity than Chat Noir's identity (and not even because he told him he was Chat Noir), yet Ladybug consistantly shows Chat Noir that she trusts others more than him. She has a hypocritical nature of warning him about secrets, yet does the very things he warns him against.

Fixing this, Marinette, as a character, lacks trust due to her past with Chloe - an ex-best-friend - and Kim - an ex-crush. She has a nature of becoming suspicious of strangers, and she is overly cautious and judgemental of those she meets (which would also explain her canon reactions to Lila and Kagami when she first meets them). Because of this, she stereotypes Adrien when she first meets him and thinks he is just trying to manipulate her like all of the other popular kids she has met. He is constantly trying to prove to her that she is a good person and she doesn't buy it for a while. For Alya, she is also suspicious with her at first, but because she is so brutally honest to everyone - she has an easier time with learning to trust her than anyone else she meets.

With the Ladynoir dynamic, Ladybug starts the series pushing Chat Noir away - desperately trying to keep their relationship professional. But as things blow up in her face the more she pushes him away and tries to do everything herself, she finds herself apologizing for her mistakes and trying to become closer to him so they can function better as a team (power of love always so strong~). As the story goes on, she finds that she can be more herself as Ladybug to Chat Noir than as Marinette because Marinette becomes a chronic liar to keep her identity.

In the future, when Alya comes clean to Marinette that she told Nino about her own miraculous, Marinette reacts the way she did in the show and feels betrayed, but later forgives Alya and trusts her to make her own decisions in her life (character development here).

3. Marinette doesn't have a clear character arc

the show is set up - as cooberated by many others - as a "lesson of the day"-type show, but Marinette doesn't have any character development other than becoming a little more confident and standing up to her bully (which also gets her into trouble more and happens early on in the show). I think that her character development should revolve around learning to trust others and learning that she can't do everything by herself, and learning how to cope with her anxiety.

4. Marinette's creepy obsession (Stalker) with Adrien

No one tells Marinette that she takes things a little too far with Adrien except for the school bully (Chloe). She doesn't even recongize herself until later that what she's doing is wrong. I feel like - especially aged up - that Marinette has a duality with this. She knows morally that it's not OK to stalk people or be as obsessive as she is, but she continues to make excuses that she is either protecting Adrien or herself from harm. She feels guilty about it, but her inherent curiosity and lack of trust gets the better of her sometimes.

5. Marinette is mostly bubbly and awake

Either this girl takes adderall every morning or eats coffee beans - she is always shown to be alert despite being a full-time student, overachiever, and superhero. It would be good to see her struggling with sleep more often and developing an energy drink/coffee addiction just to stay awake. Perhaps it gets so bad that she has to be hospitalized for severe sleep deprivation.

6. The plot prohibits Marinette from ever being akumatized fully

Because of her huge emotions, Marinette would definitely be akumatized at some point. She would fight it - perhaps Tikki would take her Miraculous and find a temporary holder - or not - but being a main character and a miraculous holder should not exclude her from becoming a victim of hawkmoth. This would also push the narrative that Marinette is not perfect and she is not inherently needed to save the day every time.

Conclusion

These are just a few of my changes for Marinette - once I nail down a design, I'll probably make a character sheet for her general personality. I like the idea that she is one of the weird, awkward art kids in school that is incredibly dark, tired, and weirdly bubbly around her friends, but depressed at home (my middle school experience tbh). I'm really excited to make Marinette a lot more relatable and a product of the things she experinces in the show - not just a protagonist with layers of plot armor and villian-like hypocracy!

[angrythingstarlight]

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Ronan & Nino each have to grab an ear to keep her from sliding away 😂

"I gonna go now. Sees you laters!" Ever since Bee learned that she can really take off by wiggling her way down the slopes, she's been unstoppable.

At least she warns everyone that she's about to leave. Gives her bodyguards just enough time to get in position. No one bothers trying to reason with the toddler when she gets this focused on something she wants.

Considering its futile to argue with any Barnes, let alone the youngest one, Nino and Ronan found that it's easier to stand behind her, ready to catch her if she slips.

Bucky crouches beside her, a smile pulling at his lips. "I'll race you." His grin widens at her excited gasp, her eyes lighting up. "First one to the bottom wins. Ready?"

Bee lowers her goggles with her mitten covered hands and gazes up at her Papa. "Weady."

It's close. Bucky stays beside her until they reach the end of the path, pulling back so she can cross the finish line first. "You won Bumblebee."

She cheers, tries to jump up to celebrate and promptly tips over in a fit of giggles. Bucky laughs as he picks her up, offering to let her pick her prize for winning.

Since then, she's been bragging about her accomplishment all while showing off her new watch, the one that used to adorn her Papa's wrist but now sits atop Mr. Tato's head( right next to Steve's timepiece), her purse full of prize monies and her two cupcakes.

Bee can't wait to race him again.

[camryn-haitani]

c'mon bugaboo

cat noir x reader

'sentibubbler': season 4, episode 10

TW: angst and comfort, cursing, spoilers for that episode.

this is a little scenario I had in my head about him, so I decided to put it here. I don't know if this is really angst but I'm just gonna put it just in case. I'm sorry I've been gone for so long, here's my apology<3

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"b-but I wanna help. why can't I help?" cat noir asks.

"well, we really don't need your cataclysm so" rena says as she makes a mirage of ladybug. she runs off, rena following the fake ladybug.

"well.... there's nothing I can do now. I feel useless now ladybugs the guardian of the miracle box." cat sighs.

cat felt useless like he said. since ladybug can temporarily give people miraculous's, there was almost no need for him anymore. cat goes off with no destination in mind. he just jumps around from roof to roof. rena said their plan didn't require cat noir, so he walks around for hours. he sees the miraculous ladybug fix everything and sighs. by the time he's tired of running, he jumps down onto a roof and sits down, not knowing he's waken up someone.

y/n pov

"what the fuck, who or what is on my roof?" I get up from my bed to see what the noise came from.

I see that familiar black cat costume with the matching ears coming from that blond head.

"cat?" I walk up behind him and sit down.

"o-oh I'm sorry. I landed too hard and probably woke you up. I'll leave." he stands up to leave. "no no no, I was already awake. I've just gotta ask, what are you doing here? shouldn't you be with ladybug?" I sit down next to him.

he sighs, debating on whether to tell you or not. "well..." he goes on.

"ladybug hasn't really been needing me the last few missions. she's been asking other people for help. and...." he takes a breath, holding in tears, "it makes me feel like she doesn't need me anymore. like she's tossed me to the curb. like today, nino got akumatized into the sentibubbler by shadow moth. I was all ready to come and help, but rena said they don't need me..." I see a single tear fall from his eyes.

"ladybug has missed a lot of our nightly patrols. I miss it. I miss saving akumatized villains, I miss our patrols around Paris, I miss...." he takes a breath, "I miss her."

I look at him and hold his hand. I see him look at my hand on his.

"I'm kinda in the same situation, cat. but that's for another day. I don't wanna put this on you. do you wanna come in? it's kinda cold out here." I ask.

"sure... it is a bit chilly" he stands up and follows me.

we walk through my back door into my room. my room is quite big with the couch so it won't be too cramped with both of us in here(I know this is a bit much but just work with me please).

"hey cat." I look at him. "what's up?" he tries to say without breaking his voice. I hold out my arms to invite him in a hug. he looks at me with sad eyes, tumbles into my arms and breaks down crying.

he cries for a good while and when he calms down he asks, "am I just not enough?" he whispers. "oh cat, of course you're enough. I can't tell you why she gives other people miraculous's. but I do know that you're a great hero to Paris."

"I am?" he looks up at me. "yes cat, you're the best hero i have ever seen." I reassure him.

"thank you, truly. I'm sorry I was so loud on your roof." he apologizes. "no no it's ok, I'm glad you were because I wouldn't have met you" he smiles at my words. I hear faint beeps as cat looks down at his ring. "shit, I gotta go. it was nice meeting you......?" he pauses, not knowing my name. "it's y/n. is there a name I can call you instead of cat?" he laughs a bit at my question, "call me whatever you come up with, i don't mind." he answers.

"it was nice meeting you, kitty," I take his hand before he leaves, "if you ever feel like this again or need to talk, I'm always free. come by anytime." I smile.

"of course, cutie. I wouldn't want to miss any opportunity to see you again." he kisses the back of my hand.

"I'm see you soon, kitty." I kiss his cheek. he smiled at my kiss and went out the window.

'i hope I see him again. he's pretty cute.' I say to myself. I go back to my bed and drift off into sleep, thinking about a certain cat in mind.

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I will hopefully be doing a part 2 if y'all are interested<3