#party crasher rewrite

[princess-of-the-corner]

Not me wanting to try a Party Crasher rewrite myself now and I already have a tiny idea for it

lol YEAH

[theplanetprince]

Schrodinger's Adolescent || CH.24

Fic: AO3 || FNN

Fandom: Danny Phantom

Rating: Teens and Up

Word Count as of update: 175k~

Relationships: Dash Baxter/Danny Fenton, Sam Manson/Tucker Foley, Ember Mcclain/Ghostwriter 

Characters: Danny Fenton, Dash Baxter, Sam Manson, Tucked Foley, Cujo, Johnny 13, Ghostwriter, Sidney Poindexter, Mr Lancer

Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Slow to Update, Canon Rewrite, Post-Reality Trip, High School Setting, Fake Dating (Kinda), Unrequited Love, It's requited but they're dumbasses, one-sided attraction, fluff, I know the content warning is extensive, but I promise there's fluff, tooth-rotting fluff, Danny Fenton has PTSD

Summary:

“Schrodinger put his cat in a box with a bottle of poison. He closes the lid. The cat is alive or dead— In this state, the cat is neither. He leaves the box closed. You are the cat.” Everybody wants to be normal, especially Danny Fenton. That idyllic high school fantasy of being prom king and the football captain never really fit him. The youngest in a family of ghost hunters— Danny wasn’t born to be normal. Then upon receiving his supernatural abilities in freshman year, that distant dream of being normal only seemed to get further away while Danny crafted a new identity for himself as the local legend— The Phantom of Amity Park.

Dash Baxter, a rising star athlete in the making, needs no introduction— leader of the pack and golden child of Casper High. Danny’s antithesis. He’s perfect . . . or so everyone would lead you to believe. No one suspects that Dash is being haunted.

Brought together by a misunderstanding, Danny believes he exposed his ghost powers to Dash, but he discovers something more.

Maybe, normal was never an option for them.

Content Warnings: Self-harm and Suicidal Ideation, Gender and Body Image Negativity, Bullying, Paranoia,

Chapter Summary: It's a Girls' night-in with Dash and Paulina. Though Dash is beginning to suspect that there's a party crasher in his home.

Author's notes:  The next couple of chapters I'm pretty proud of. It's still a shame that I couldn't keep up with my real life and my workflow enough to participate in invisobang this year, but I'm hoping that you guys will be okay with a long boy chapter in its place. All this couldn't have been possible without my editor, @galaxy-beast, and my partner @the-storming-sea, giving me nothing but support and encouragement the whole way. -Voorhees ✌️

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[chaifootsteps]

Random AU bits that try to make more idk a cohesive HB/HH universe with an OC:

Narrative and visual parallels? Like, idk if it's just my inability to resist making more OCs but, what if Loona had had a twin brother? Make Loona and twin OC hit more of Blitzo's trauma-baggage buttons. Make them kinda mirror the other twins, Barbie and Blitzo, but still different.

Then their adoption ends up being more than just giving some random kid(teens?) a better shot at life when he was initially probably shopping for a Hellhound worker for his assassin biz or whatever and caught not only Parental Feelings but also I CAN FIX THE PAST BY FIXING THESE KIDS' FUTURE feelings or whatever, unless he was actually looking to fix his problems with parenthood in a retcon, idk what do you think is more interesting? Anyways, then for Blitzo it's now also somewhat about Rewriting the story, he and Barbie are on the outs, but these twins won't be! Not only will Blitzo be the father he never had, but they won't end up hating each other! THEY CAN'T! NUH-UH! They won't ruin each other's lives! Everything's fine! (Listen, Blitzo projects hard, and I would like to see it more lol.)

Okay I will admit that Loona's twinbro OC is more vibes and narrative parallel than character substance right now, but I would really like to bring back OG!Loona's party animal/party crasher trait from her concept art (like, okay maybe the Keshabee party was the first party she was Actually Invited to, so that could've been an interesting reason why she was so nervous about making a bad impression, also idk I could see her and twinbro OC using party crashing as a way to steal food [if there's any] or whatever when they were younger, depending on their living situation at the time). Honestly what makes designing OC tough is how little traits from Barbie we actually get to see in canon, because that makes it a lot harder to make a similar parallel for twinbro OC, where Loona would mirror Blitzo, twinbro OC would funhouse mirror Barbie. But otoh I kinda want Loona and twinbro to get along at least, maybe in a codependent way? (Barbie and Blitzo probs got along too before Blitzo caused a magical fire that their mother died in, nearly killed & crippled Fizz for life, among who knows how many other things else. Also, I prefer a universe where Blitzo tried to do a hellfire circus trick and fucked it up, no stupid b-day candles, thanks). Anyways, Loona and twinbro OC, they somehow survived the Hellhound Adoption System together and ostensibly got adopted together (at least in the end, by Blitzo, maybe there could be some separation anxiety? Idk, like I'd imagine that they got separated sometimes before being returned), idk so there's loyalty or care there, despite both being fucked up from it probably (isn't everybody). AU of an AU: Alternatively have Loona and twinbro OC mirror Blitzo and Barbie harder, they weren't adopted together, twinbro OC was adopted first (again?), but disappeared instead of being returned. Loona either does or doesn't believe that he left her behind (idk maybe they acted out when they were adopted separately in order to try again in hopes of being adopted together? Or finding each other?) but either comes across information that informs her he was officially returned into the System but mysteriously disappeared and begins (or continues, depending on what Loona believed) her search for him, somewhat mirroring Blitzo's eventual search for Barbie, but the parallel ending where twinbro OC actually does (probably) want to be found.

Idk AU thoughts go brrrr, got an AU for something more mystery/whatever, got another AU for a more canon-but-a-little-to-the-left/more-cast, depending on the flavor I or whoever likes more. Also I know twin OCs to canon chars are a little cringe, but I enjoy it.

Good bits for sure!

[karte-returns]

okay so instead of just partygoers we have Sanguine Festivus(which is. a really fucking cool rewrite)

and the partypoopers are now the party crashers(which is. a REALLY fucking cool rewrite)

yall partygoers were the most interesting entity to me, but I might like this even more- and partypoopers no longer being entities and instead being a full on human organization/militia is SO cool

now i might HAVE to rewrite some stuff---

my friend was streaming on discord and was playing escape the backrooms and. istg. every time the backrooms gets mentioned, i instantly remember the 17 page backrooms fanfiction i wrote when i was 14

[miraculous-rewrite]

Miraculous Rewrite- Party Crasher

AKA You wanted a Boys Night episode Zag?

So we start with the classroom, Mme Dubois is briefing everyone on the project they’re about to be undertaking. Because this is their first year of Lycee, these kids need to consider where they’re going to be going with life in the next few years. The class is being divvied up into four groups, all of which will be assigned a fellow student whom is in Terminale and is in the middle of those last ‘what do i do’ jitters, some applying for University, others for the job market. And they’re going to write individual papers informed by their partners. A sort of semi-group project.

Adrien, Nino, Kim, Max, and Ivan are assigned Luka.

Marinette, Chloe, Lila, Mylene, and Alix are assigned a girl with long dark hair in similar pigtails to Marinette’s. She’s named Bridget.

Alya, Rose, Marc, Ali, and Mirielle, are assigned that blonde we saw back in Oni-Chan, Felix is his name.

And Juleka, Sabrina, Amber, Nathaniel, and Aurore, are assigned to a girl with long blonde hair in a single braid, her name is Melody. 

There’s a strange combination of cheers and groans as the teams are announced. Marinette and Chloe in particular appear rather upset at a certain person in their group, but nonetheless, kids begin to pick up their backpacks and shimmy to be next to each other. 

Nino lets out a whoop of triumph as he slides into the seat Marinette had so recently vacated, throwing his arm around Adrein’s shoulders. “Boys Night!” He chirps. “Hope your old man is ready for some Shenanigans!”

“Shenanigans!” Kim echoes excitedly. “I hear you got a DDR machine in your own ROOM man, we gotta go head to head.”

“Kim, your record with dance based arcade games is truly abysmal, at this point you have less than a 10% chance at beating anyone in this room at such challenges.” Max notes as he slides into his own seat. But just as Ivan has shuffled in, Luka approaches the group of them.

“Well it won’t be all fun and games, young Lycee students whom I’ve never met before and have no relationships with, music based or otherwise.”

A beat of silence, before they all burst into hushed laughter. 

We pan down to the front of the room, where Marinette and Chloe sit beside each other, in tired solidarity. Lila has already started with a story to a politely interested Bridget. 

“So I looked over at the prime minister, and I said ‘do you really want to take the north back or do you just want the English to suffer?’ And i dunno, maybe he just thought about it a little harder with the opinions of the youth in mind, but within a week he’d called off the irish military!”

Bridget looks a bit shocked, but more in a ‘I cannot believe someone like this is standing right here before me’ rather than anything that would imply she believed her. 

Chloe glanced up at the boys behind them. “Lucky punks….”

“At least SOMEONE’S gonna have it easy today…. Hey! Maybe when classes are over we can reconvene at my place to get this whole thing started!”

Chloe raises a brow at Marinette, but she winks at her. Chloe nods after a beat. But we’ll have a girl squad episode later, that’s not what this episode is about.

So before too long we clip to the boys making their way out of Lycee, Vladimir of course had to come pick Adrien up, but with the lot of boys behind him, he’s simply leading the band of them through the streets. 

The boys are chatting about anything and everything, at some point Kim puts an arm around Luka’s shoulders and asks him how things are going with Marinette. He smiles, not overly friendly, and reminds Luka that, after all, he’s known Marinette the longest out of any of them. 

“.....You never got to give anyone a shovel talk did you?”

“I’ve ALWAYS wanted to give a shovel talk! But Tam isn’t interested in dating yet!”

“Isn’t your sister also only JUST starting college?” 

“Yeah! So you see my issue! Just remember I’m a lot stronger than you and could probably win in a fight and we’re good!”

“...Keep working on it Kim. You’ll have something figured out by the time Tam brings someone home.”

Before they can actually enter the mansion’s grounds, the group is stopped by the arrival of one Wayhem, Adrien’s self-named biggest fan. He’s curious to learn about what the big ol’ party that’s about to unfold is, but Adrien is quick to explain this isn’t a party, just a school assignment, waving his hands to dismiss the thought. 

Wayhem’s gaze shifts to Luka’s guitar on the teen’s back, then to Adrien, eyebrow raised. 

“Believe me Dude.” Nino chimes in, patting Wayhem’s shoulder. “If there was a party going on, I woulda invited my girlfriend. I can’t organize for shit on my own. Actually Marinette would be here too because those two are the real Dream Team for party planning.” Nino glances at the camera and nods slightly.

Wayhem nods, but he looks a bit odd as the boys all begin to shuffle in. That kinda look when you know you’re being lied to, despite him not being lied to at all. But Adrien quickly buzzes them in, explaining the school project and that they’ll be as unobtrusive as they can get. Nathalie sounds tired when she buzzes them in. 

 “Nathalie’s been a bit off lately, so let’s try not to be toooo obnoxious.” Adrien offers to the boys before opening the doors. “No DDR match today, Kim.”

“Boo…”

Hard cut to Nathalie, sitting at her desk and nursing a headache, when a phone call comes in. 

“Gabriel I swear…” 

“I feel strong negative emotions. Maybe I shouldn’t be going on this trip. I’ve never had any issues doing video conferences before, surely I ca-” 

“No.” Firm, direct, and the camera pans to show Nathalie fiddling with the Peacock Miraculous almost absent-mindedly. “You need to make a physical appearance every now and again. Tell me who it is, and I’ll send a fan spoke to them instead.” 

“Bu-” 

“No. Buts.” She groans, downing another aspirin. “You left the house to go to your own fashion show, you can leave the house to go for a business conference.” She adds, a bit softer. “Just one step at a time Gabriel. Just because you’re moving forward doesn’t mean we’re leaving her behind.”

Only then does Gabriel acquiesce. 

“Be careful. Don’t overexert yourself just to keep a Sentimonster around.”

“You might be married to my older sister, but for the love of god, stop brother-ing me.”

She hangs up before he can get in another word, and for a brief moment she really does act like a younger sister, mouthing the words he just spoke in a mocking way, before groaning, pushing to her feet and heading for the lair. 

So as Nathalie transforms, we pan back up to the boys. Kim of course is messing around on Adrien’s rock wall, bc why wouldn’t he be? The rest just doing their own ‘post school cooldowns’ Nino and Adrien playing on one of his arcade booths, Ivan watching TV, it’s flicked over to a news channel. And Luka sitting on the window seat, tuning his guitar. Max is the only one who's already getting started on work. 

“I cannot believe every single one of you. Why am I the only one here whom is getting started on the project?”

“Hey Adrien, this place is a mansion, yeah? Got a swimming pool or something?” 

“Hey better watch your 20 dude, or else I’m gonna- HEY!” 

“Nice try, bro.” 

“Hey Luka, is your mom gonna do anything about those new boating laws they’re yacking about?”

“Knowing mom, the answer will be ‘ignore it until the police are banging down our doors’. Hey, I’ve been experimenting with a chord progression, what do you think-”

“Excuse me!” Max tries again.

“Oh dude, that sounds awesome, let me go over to the piano, it won’t sound the same as the keybo- NINO WHAT THE HELL?” 

“YOU SNOOZE YOU LOSE!”

“Hey are you guys gonna go full band mode?! Nice! Can I make a request?” Kim drops from his place upside down, falling onto the couch beside Ivan. “Do you guys know Wonderwall?”

Ivan gives Kim a look, Kim smiles cheekily. Ivan pulls the blanket Kim was standing on out from under him, making him fall to the ground.

Max’s eye twitches for a small moment, before he opens his bag. Markov pops out, the ball that is the robot’s body tilting, and Max just mutters a “number 4 please.” 

A high pitched alarm-like sound belts out from the robot, and all the boys clutch their ears for a second, before the sound stops. 

“We didn’t all just get together to hang out, we’re here for a school project. For a GRADE! Can we at least do like… ten minutes? Of work? Before we goof off for a bit?”

Just as the boys all glance at each other slightly guiltily, the glass of Adrien’s windows shatters all at once with a huge din.

Luka quickly covers himself, but is also sent to the ground in the vibration, barely able to land on his feet as to not cut himself the hell up on the glass.

“Are you kidding me?” Max wonders out loud. 

“Welp! An Akuma doesn’t want us to study, so I guess we shouldn’t study!” Kim responds, needlessly chipper as he helps Luka get out of the danger zone of falling onto glass. Luka shouts ‘What?’ a few times, clearly his ears are fucked.

Adrien heads over for the broken window, peering out carefully. “Not an akuma, definitely not, take a look guys.” The guys all gather around him, and the blonde points. 

There, right in front of the gates, is Wayhem, slumped over against it, a Spoke clearly sticking out of his shoulder, right where it meets his neck, clearly placed there by another. Behind him, and blocking the gates fully, is a ginormous boom box, the source of the soundwave that shattered the windows and Luka’s eardrums. 

“Just a sentimonster this time?” Nino muses, and the group shrugs. “Well, either way, we need to hide further inside. None of us are gonna be able to escape, with him right there.” 

No one needs to be told twice, and as the main group heads back into the rest of the mansion, Adrien suggests hiding in different areas. Just because most people that make sentimonsters stay knocked out, that doesn’t mean this won’t turn out to be different, And Wayhem probably didn’t jab that spoke into his OWN shoulder, so it’s possible their mysterious blue enemy may be out and about.

So he quickly directs everyone to different places in the bowels of the mansion. Ivan to the secret kinda creepy basement hidden behind the bookcase, Max to his father’s office, granted his father’s out of town, and he’s the only one he’ll trust not to touch anything. Kim is directed toward the home gym, Kim’s eyes lighting up. And finally Luka is sent in the direction of his mother’s old studio, told under no uncertain terms (Shouted really, granted Luka’s ears are still ringing) not to touch anything in there either. 

Adrien and Nino share a glance as the boys break up in their respective directions, and nod at each other. 

They race for the front door, transforming just before the doors get kicked open. 

Another wave of sound knocks both of them off of their feet. The doors nearly ripped off their hinges from the onslaught of sound.

“I really hope Nathalie already went home.”

“WHAT?!”

Chat huffs and his fake ears wiggle a bit as he rests his head on the ground. “Great.”

He huffs for a moment before opening his communicator “Hey Master, if you get this I have a few concerns over the coming threats I’d like to speak with you about. Chat Noir out. Carapace, CARAPACE! PLEASE! TEXT! LADYBUG!”

“OKAY, NO NEED TO SHOUT DUDE.” Another soundwave sends the two falling further back. “WHAT SHOULD I SAY?”

“WE JUST NEED A MIRACULOUS CURE, I DON’T KNOW HOW LONG MY CAT EARS WILL PROTECT ME AND I DON’T WANT TO END UP DEAF AT THE END OF THIS.”

“YEAH OKAY.” 

So Chat Noir and Carapace try to fight on their own, without an Akuma there’s not as much of an urgent need for backup, since all they need to do is get to Wayhem and cast Black Cat Plague. But each time they’re getting close enough, of course, a soundwave knocks them flat against the mansion yet again. 

“This is bull, me and Ladybug have handled Akumas for SO long, and I can’t win against a MONSTER without her?”

Just when Chat’s ready to get the rest of the squad here now and now because maybe tackling this thing from another angle would work better, when a sudden burst of a soundwave from INSIDE the mansion bounces against the sentimonster’s soundwave, leaving the air ringing, but otherwise the heroes are unharmed. The two look up and, sure enough, from inside Adrien’s room is Luka, guitar plugged into an amp, and he’s standing on the windowsill carefully. 

We zoom up to him, and Max is sitting at Adrien’s desk, Markov plugged into the computer, showing the power from the mansion has been rerouted to the amp Luka’s guitar is plugged into. 

Just as the sentimonster is about to send off another soundwave, Max lets loose a cry of “AGAIN LUKA!” at the top of his lungs, and Luka, barely hearing the words, but understanding the passion of them, swings his hand and guitar pick down, setting off the chord he’d been displaying earlier to Ivan, and countering the blow of the monster. 

“Doo doo doo, doo doo DOO!” This time, the heroes look over to the wall/fence of the Agreste Manor, where Kim is doing a balancing act towards the front gates. Each time a battle of the soundwaves occurs, he drops down and clings to the wall like a spider-monkey. After a few rounds, he finally reaches the gates. “SURPRISE BITCH!” 

Wayhem’s body is dropped upon by Kim’s falling form, but it’s enough to dislodge the fan spoke from the teen’s shoulder/neck area, and the sentimonster fades away, giving Chat Noir and Carapace a chance to rush forward to the gate. 

He thrust his hand into the air, the spoke in his hand triumphantly. “I GOT IT!”

“Great Job you guys!” Chat approaches. “But also-” He swats Kim Upside the head as he takes the fan spoke from him. “Don’t be that reckless! You could have been pulverized by those soundwaves! Or fallen and broken your neck! You don’t have a Miraculous! You don’t have any magic protecting you!” 

“WHAT?” Kim goes for a moment before chuckling, and digging a thing of wax from inside his ears. “Hope Adrien’s old man doesn’t notice we had to demolish some of his candles… Seriously though, what did you say?”

Chat does not look pleased as he casts Black Cat Plague, the fan spoke crumbling in his grasp. “Look, Kim, I know Akumas attack so frequently can make anyone feel… invincible… But you guys gotta take better care of yourselves.” Chat puts a hand on his shoulder. “Just because Ladybug can heal people doesn’t mean we can afford to be reckless all the time.”

Only now does Wayhem seem to be waking up, grumbling and looking around in confusion. “But all the same, I appreciate your help. Without the lot of you giving us that back sound Carapace and I wouldn’t have been able to have even come close...Now Ladybug isn’t the only one whose stopped a threat singlehanded!” Chat grins cheekily. “We’re finally even from the Puppeteer fiasco!”

Now Wayhem seems entirely conscious, and seems about to book it, but just before he can, Carapace grabs him by the collar of his shirt. “Hold on dude. Hero business, we need to ask you a couple of questions.”

“Wait, b-but I didn’t do anything!”

“WHAT?”

“Wayhem, isn’t it?” Chat Strides forward. “An Adrien Agreste fanboy, right? Look, we’re not mad or anything, but this is the first time any of us have seen a Monster without an Akuma around to create it, so you’re gonna need to help us out here.

“Did you see the person who attacked you before you passed out? Could you describe them?”

We cut then back to the Chloe and Marinette group.  They’re all camped out in Marinette’s room, Lila making an offhand comment about how Lucky she is to have a whole loft to herself. When she was staying in South Africa with her mom their apartment was so dinky her room was practically a closet. This is, surprisingly, an honest statement, for ONCE, as she takes her phone out to show off a picture of her from that time, the bed pressed up against one wall, barely enough room for a dresser doubling as a nightstand beside it. “Had to do my homework in the kitchen, and my mom likes to… hover.”

“It must have been a lot of trouble to keep your grades up.” Alix notes, to which Lila chuckles nervously.

“Well it’s nothing I wasn't used to. She had me homeschooled for most of last year due to the Akumas. The Ladyblog really started to freak her out.” Lila laughs. “Is there such a thing as being TOO good at your job because I think Cesaire might just be that!”

Marinette is chilling at her desk, messing with her sketchbook, and Chloe sitting atop of her desk on her phone.

“Oh shit-”

“What happened?”

“I think we missed a whole ass Monster attack.”

Marinette’s eyes widened. “What?!”

“Not an Akuma I don’t think, but check it out.” Chloe holds out her phone for everyone, sure enough there’s a Ladyblog report submitted by a different Admin. (named ‘Shellfan82 for eagle eyed viewers)  “Giant Boombox, right outside Adrikins’ house. Chat Noir and Carapace took care of it.”

“Wow! Cesaire is quick on the uptake! If she ever found out Ladybug’s identity I’m sure a post would be up within the hour!” Lila chuckles nervously. She’s speaking in hyperbole, but by the way Mylene and Alix cringe she smirks a little.

Chloe and Marinette share a look. “Well! I think since our lovely mentor Bridget is through with us, I should be heading home. I have a paper to write.” Chloe stretches her arms. “We should all probably stop impeding on Marinette’s hospitality.”

Marinette gives a few plaintive protests, but she nods gratefully at Chloe as she escorts the lot of them out.

Sure enough Ladybug transforms with a text and a voice message waiting. “Monster @ Agreste castle, me n adrien can handle it but im hella deaf now, miraculous cure plz”

“Hey Ladybug, it’s Chat. Totally just stopped a Monster with just Carapace and some non magical friends, you’re welcome for the day off. But we should probably talk shop, I’m gonna head over to Master Fu’s, meet me there? Doesn’t need to be everyone if they’re all doing stuff.”

So there they came to be, Marinette entering the shop, to be greeted by Adrien and Fu, Plagg and Fidde already chowing down on cheesy bread and chocolate chip bread respectively. Tikki and Callid happily race out and join their friends.

“Not often you do your own investigations, Adrien.” Marinette hums and sits down beside him. “Normally it’s me and Alya coming in hot with Hawkmoth ideas.”

“Well what can i say, a sentimonster without an akuma was worth a little interrogating.” Adrien shrugs. “You’re not the only active character in the superhero anime that is our lives.

“Adrien has shared some very interesting information today Marinette. At the very least, we can eliminate one potential for Hawkmoth’s ally.”

“I mean, it’s still pretty likely that My dad has SOME connection to all of this, I’m not saying that.” Adrien starts. “But he’s not Le Paon. Wayhem, that fanboy guy? He got Monstered, and he said he'd been approached by a woman in blue. And she was clearly a woman. She’d smiled and told him she understood the pain of being excluded, and then she’d attacked him.”

 “Okay, so that’s one out of a whole lot of other people in Paris, Why are we here as a meeting?”

“Well, if it was just me and Carapace we wouldn’t have been able to get in, my fake ears protected me a little bit, but Nino’s ears went out, like,  immediately…. I’m prepared to be completely laughed out of this massage shop for this, but Max, Kim, and Luka have all proven themselves more than once to be good people who are willing and happy to help.”

“Where are you going with this, Adrien.”

“Maybe they should be allowed to hang on to their Miraculous’. Not like, as full Order members like Nino and the others, but like…” Adrien gestures vaguely. “Like we were when we started out!”

“Like how we started out?” Marinette asks her question at the same time he finishes his statement, and they both share an awkward laugh, both of them turning to look at Fu. 

Fu of course looks pensive. He holds his hands in front of him on the table. Gaze on the four Kwamis sitting on the table before him.

“I’m not sure if this is the wisest choice.” He settles on after a moment of deliberation. “The more Miraculous that are out, the more dangerous the potential can be. Should any user become corrupted by an Akuma while they are transformed, it could easily turn into a villain of terrible power. Allowing the number of Miraculous’ out that I already have has been a gamble. A great Gamble.” he looks up to Adrien and Marinette. “You both know the risk factors better than anyone. Would you truly trust these three with such a power? Even if, say, they remain with their miraculous but under strict orders not to transform unless called upon, that’s still more power in the world than the world may be able to handle.”

“If they fail the two of you will be held responsible. Do you understand?”

The two that started it all share a look, before nodding at each other. 

“The threat is growing, Master Fu. It’s clear that Le Paon can and will act on her own, without Hawkmoth’s say-so.”

“And her creations require entirely different strategies to Hawk Moth’s. If we assume Le Paon is the same woman that was Monarcha for a time, it’s clear that she’s incredibly dangerous.” 

“Luka is a good man.” Marinette finishes. “He’s a gentle person, and he always wants to help people.”

“Max is logical, but idealistic, he always believes the good in people, because it’s not statistically likely for them to be cruel. He’s a fast thinker, and he’d be an asset to any team.” Adrien chimes in.

“And I’ve known Kim for longer than I can remember. He’s always been the kind of person to put others first, whether you notice over all the posturing, he’s always first to lend a hand.” 

Fu holds their gaze for a prolonged moment, but before we can see his response, we cut to night time, Chat and Ladybug sitting on the Eiffel tower, like they once did so many times before.

“So Kim’s ‘Always the kind of person to put others first’ but Luka only got ‘he’s a gentle person’? Should I tell him to be concerned?” Chat  nudges Ladybug’s shoulder, and she laughs. 

“Disgusting, he’s like my brother, we’ve known eachother WAY too long for that shit. That’s like if someone asked you if you thought Chloe was hot.”

Adrien cringes “Point.” 

“Okay, so… do we go together, or can you only spare the time for one before the next schedule blip?”

“Nah I’m good. Dad’s in Los Angeles by now, and Nathalie gave me the night off.” 

“Okay sweet, who should we go to first?”

“I think Max lives closest.”

And thus, the Order grows by three more half-members. 

[teawinx]

Party Crasher rewrite:

Here an idea, let’s use Adrien supposed “social naiveté” to his detriment, rather than to excuse toxic behavior:

Same settup from canon, the boys (Nino, Max and Kim (the others are busy)) organize a party to celebrate their lord and savior, White Boy Supreme Marinette doesn’t infiltrate the party in a disguise, cause in this crazy universe she’s learned her lesson to NOT do that, and is instead having a nice time with her girl friends.

And then, just like in canon, the party size gets a lot bigger with loads of people Adrien doesn’t know inviting themselves in. And Adrien’s pleased, so many friends! Right? These people seem nice, taking selfies with him, playing with stuff in his room, but are also taking pictures of the room and the rest of the house. His three classmates take notice of this and chew them out. Adrien is confused, and one of the three boys (preferably Kim) explain that these people aren’t his friends, just clout chasers who are only here because Adrien is famous.

One of these clout chasers get angry at being called out, and is akumatised into Party Crasher. Same fight as before happens, with Fu choosing Kim as a holder.

Once the fight is over, Adrien calls the police to kick the leeches out, invites over Wayhem and has a nice little afternoon with the boyyyysss

And Adrien learns who his real friends are, and to be wary of fake friends who seek to take advantage of him.

Voila!

[pappydaddy]

Enchanted (j.m)

A/N: Hello lovelies! To wrap up my 300 follower celebration, I am posting this! This was submitted by someone who I love to interact with - obx anon. They requested a blurb based off of Enchanted by Taylor Swift with the enchanting JJ Maybank. However, this did not turn out to be a blurb, it was a full-out fic because I could not help myself. What else am I supposed to do with Taylor Swift songs as prompts? But, yeah, this is like nine pages which isn't too bad, but still not a blurb. While I was writing I was thinking about doing a part two, but idk. If y'all want a part two, just let me know. Like I just need one person to tell me and I will do it. I already have ideas.

I've also been listening to Speak Now on repeat since I got this ask. Also, this, Wedding Crasher (re-write) and Part Two of A Lumberjack and A Mullet (and a rewrite of that) (these two fics are available on Stragner Things Masterlists) will be part of the eventual Speak Now collection once the album is re-released and after Folklore/Evermore + Fearless + Red collections are done.

Anywho, obx anon, I hope you love this lovely💛!

Pairing: JJ Maybank x fem!reader

TV Show/Movie: Outer Banks

Taglist: @rottenstyx

part i - you're here! | part ii​​

AU where the treasure hunt did not turn into what it is in the show. No Bahamas, no Ward/Rafe psychopathy, etc. Just a harmless, fun little adventure that brought Sarah and Kie together again.

Requested as part of an event by the lovely obx anon

Warnings: idk if there is any? Fluff? Some angst? Just someone falling in love with someone they just met. Mention of socio-economic levels, social status, etc.

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One would think the life of a rich kid would be easy, a dream within a dream - and for some it is. Y/N never was one to overlook the advantages and privileges she had in life thanks to her parent’s wealth, even if they weren’t all that wealthy. The L/N family sat comfortably in the upper class of life, they had the fancy house, the social status, but there were definitely richer families - particularly her mother’s best friend’s stepfamily. Rose Cameron was one of Y/N’s mother’s closest friends since their realtor’s course way back when and was the whole reason Y/N was forced to move to the small island in the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Missing the California lifestyle, Y/N found the incessant welcoming parties people have been throwing them a bit overwhelming but unavoidable. Part of being on the lower part of the upper-class scale was putting on the show.

So, here she was, faking a laugh as some stranger clutching a champagne fluke made some horrible joke. Dressed to the tens, almost all of the Kooks of the island were gathered in the Cameron’s extravagant house, having just finished a fancy meal and currently waiting for the patio to be reopened to allow them to meander back out to the bar. One thing Y/N noticed about Rose and the Cameron’s - they loved to show off their wealth. “Y/N, dear, why don’t you tell everyone about your shot at a prestigious scholarship- actually, I’ll tell them.” Her mother boasted yet again, her gentle hand being placed on her shoulder blade that was exposed by the thin, crisscrossing straps of her satin dress. Faking a smile, Y/N stayed quiet as her mother tried to up their social standing to the group of adults.

“Say, Mr. Carrera, we should get together for a round of golf, I’ve heard the course at the Country Club is amazing. Perhaps we can get the wives and children together the same day, give us a bit more freedom, am I right?” Her father laughed with one of the other men in the small cluster, branching from the others.

“Please, call me Mike,” The man corrected him politely, before tipping his champagne fluke towards her father slightly. “And I think I’ll take you up on that offer, maybe your daughter could help set an example for mine, we’ve been having problems with her lately,” Mike whispered the last part to Y/N’s father quietly as if it were top secret information. “Actually, she’s here somewhere, she’s probably outside helping her friends, some of them are working the party-” Mike cut himself off, looking over the heads of the crowd gathered in the base floor of the Cameron’s house. “She’s walking in the door now, Kiara!” He yelled her name, waving her over.

“Y/N, come here for a moment please,” Her own father spoke softly but with a harsh tone daring her to not comply. She did as he asked, her heels clicking against the expensive tile for the few steps it took to approach the two, another pair of heels joining them seconds later. “This is Mike and his daughter, she’s about your age.” He gestured to the man and (presumably) Kiara as she settled at her father’s side rather reluctantly.

“This is Kiara, Kiara, this is Y/N,” Mike introduced the two girls, prompting them both to smile politely at each other. “Maybe you two could hang out and talk for a little bit?” Her father suggested, giving Kiara the same tone Y/N’s father gave her seconds before. Forcing a smile onto her face, Kiara agreed.

“Sure, come on, I’ll introduce you to Sarah.” Kiara nodded her head towards the crowd, leading Y/N away from the stifling conversation of adults trying to kiss up to one another. The pair walked in awkward silence. Y/N could tell Kiara didn’t take too well to her parents using her or these parties to climb the social ladder either from the way her back flexed as she pushed her way through the crowd.

“Just so you know, I didn’t suggest that. They forced it upon me as well,” She let her know as the crowd started to thin, the two girls approaching the outskirts of the party. Kiara nodded, humming in understanding as she led them into another room with fewer people. “I didn’t even want to come to this, but my parents are determined that we need to be highly regarded in the eyes of these stuffy people - no offence, your parents seem nice-” She ranted, not even noticing that Kiara had stopped.

“None taken, my parents force me to these places for the same reasons and they are no better than any other parent at this party,” Kiara told her earnestly, making Y/N nod, thankful she understood what she was getting at. It seemed Kiara knew the tiredness and loneliness Y/N often found herself battling thanks to her parents' incessant need to appease people. “I think Sarah is outside, they just opened the doors to let everyone out so you should stick close to me, it’s like a feeding frenzy once the bar is open.” She advised, grabbing Y/N’s hand before she started pulling her towards the large glass doors of the room they stood in, following the stream of people searching out the expensive alcohol stashed behind the bar.

Y/N stumbled slightly, looking at the vast difference between what the outside patio was when they ate and what it was now. It was alive with string lights wound around the canopy and the lanterns littered through the grass. With the silver moon and the glow of the artificial light, it looked like a scene from a romance movie, but Y/N highly doubted the presence of some dashing stranger at a party primarily attended by middle and old-aged men. “Hey, Kie,” A girl's voice spoke from ahead, pulling Y/N’s attention from the setup. At the end of their small path, stood a blonde girl with her dress and her hair flowing in the summer breeze - making her look like a goddess, the lights creating a halo on her head. Her round cheeks became rounder as she smiled such a gorgeous smile Y/N was almost awestruck. “Who is your friend?”

“This is Y/N, the same Y/N this party is for, correct?” Kiara looked back at her for confirmation.

“Uh- Yeah, that’s me. Y/N L/N.” She confirmed with a startled nod, reaching her hand out for Sarah to shake. Gently and almost royally, Sarah shook her hand, the smile never leaving her face. Y/N had to take a moment to take her in. She looked so beautiful, it was almost like she was a princess - the main character of the romance movie they appeared to be in. While she was welcoming to the invitation of this beautiful girl into her night, Y/N couldn’t help but feel ridiculous that she let herself believe she would be the main character for the night.

“Sarah Cameron, Rose and your mom are friends,” She asked, earning another confirming nod from Y/N who found herself at a loss of words. She hadn’t expected to meet people who would actually want to talk to her, let alone people who she would actually want to talk to. She had assumed that everyone close to her age would be pompous, arrogant and self-righteous. “Rose hasn’t stopped planning this party or talking about your family moving here for at least six months. I welcome it since that means she’s distracted.” The blonde noted as the flowing music from the live band started to weave through the crowd. Y/N couldn’t help but look around. The backyard was practically flooded with people. Very few people were squeezing through the crowd with trays held high and most were the guests.

“So, this place, is it all rich people,” Y/N asked nervously. Leave it to her social status chasing parents to move her to a place filled with out-of-touch snobs. Sarah and Kiara started laughing, making Y/N brows furrow in confusion. “What? What’s so funny?” She pressed, looking between the two girls as they leaned against each other, their laughter fizzing out. Heat crawled up her cheeks as they wheezed for air. Had she misjudged the two? Were they really just like everyone else at the party? Or did they two feel the same dread and exhaustion she did at these parties?

“It’s nothing to do with you,” Sarah reassured her kindly, almost reading Y/N’s mind entirely as she righted herself, fixing her dress. “But I can see why you would think that since all you’ve gotten to see so far are parties trying to out-do each other. The island is much more than that.” She explained, her voice calmer now as she tried to wipe her eyes of the tears that were forced out by her laughter.

“It’s not all rich people who live here, but most of Figure Eight wishes it was just rich people - trust me on that-” Kiara was cut off by Sarah pointing off in the distance.

“My brother, over there,” She paused, making sure Y/N found the right person. Following the line of her finger, she spotted someone about nineteen standing around with a bunch of other guys, all nursing a scotch that didn’t appear to be sipped from yet. The group of them, they were exactly the type of guys she would suspect to be here. All sporting expensive coats and watches in such a flashy way it almost blinded her. “He’s one of those people so it might be best to steer clear from him the best you can.” She advised, letting Y/N take her attention away from the dirty blonde.

“Our friends are from The Cut, they are all working the party,” Kiara spoke again, rolling onto the balls of her feet, trying to see over the loud crowd. “Pope, he’s the smart one, is on the grill helping his dad.” She pointed over the heads. Peering around some people, Y/N spotted the boy almost completely hidden behind the open cover of the grill, only his backwards hat sticking out over the silver cover. He worked frantically from what she could see, his elbow poking out from behind the cover every few seconds making her assume he was wiping his forehead.

“John B is bussing tables, he’s my boyfriend.” Sarah smiled dreamily, pointing over to a boy swiping empty glasses from the tables already. Y/N could see him a lot better than Pope. He was tall, with sunkissed skin that she wasn’t sure was natural or from spending time at the beach, all matched with flowing brown waves on his head. Noting how Sarah gazed upon the brunette, Y/N could tell that their story was a great one that would be told time and time again and this was just another scene in their epic love story.

“I’m not too sure where JJ is right now, probably off somewhere hitting a blunt,” Kiara shrugged, searching the crowd for her other friend. “I’m sure you’ll meet him soon enough, you’re gorgeous and he’s JJ, he’s bound to flirt with you at some point,” She waved her hand, not concerned about her friend’s disappearance. “Hey, my parents are flagging me down for some stupid shit, I’ll find a way to keep in touch with you, Y/N, you seem cool!”

“Thanks, you too!” Y/N called after her, a bit shocked about being called cool, but Kiara was too far. Cringing when she saw a few people turn towards her, their noses in the air in disapproval. Sarah, having watched Kiara begrudgingly make her way to her parents, looked back at Y/N, a wide smile back on her face. Opening her mouth, she wasn’t even able to make a sound before an older blonde with a huge headpiece came rushing over to her.

“Sarah, you need to go find Wheezie, she’s MIA yet again and the Buchanan boy is looking for her. If we manage to get closer to them, they might hire me to sell their summer home in Peru.” The woman pleaded rudely, making Sarah send an apologetic smile towards Y/N as she was dragged away - leaving Y/N alone with her own thoughts once again. Sighing, she slowly turned to face the party once again. Spotting Kiara with her glowing complexion and white dress, she watched as the Carrera’s introduced her to some wealthy couple as if she were a show dog.

“So much for me actually enjoying the rest of this party.” She mumbled dejectedly as she grazed over the dance floor, almost completely occupied by people just standing there talking. With a warning glare sent from her mother, she stood up, plastering a fake smile back on her face, a facade of happiness and contentment being built back up. She had assumed by meeting Sarah and Kiara, it would open the door to actually having a decent night, but of course, for rich parents, it wasn’t a decent night unless they used their children to boost their egos and position within society. Suddenly, she found a boost of morale when her eyes spotted another busboy. On the other side of the sea of fancy dresses and suits, stood the most beautiful boy she had ever seen. Clad in the vest, crisp white shirt, and slacks that every other caterer wore, his blonde hair was perfectly styled in a way that told her it was normally a wind-tousled mess. Just by standing there, he had her completely speechless.

It was when he turned his face slightly towards her, his magnificently bright eyes landing on her, that she felt every ounce of vacancy, insincerity, and loneliness leave her body. Gone was the need to flick her eyes over the crowd, hoping that Kiara or Sarah would find their way back and rescue her. Now, all she wanted to do was stare at this boy and take in all of him. From how the yellow-tinted glow from the bulb lights reflected off his tanned skin to the way his eyes whispered to her from across the lawn. For the first time the whole night, she didn’t have to hide her true emotions and feelings. Instead, the awe and the smile she was feeling and showing were one-hundred percent real. Reaching across the dance floor, the words his eyes were trying to convey reached her like a message in a bottle. ‘Have we met before?’ The (what appeared to be from this distance) azure blue eyes asked her.

Heat rose in her cheeks once again, dusting them a noticeable pink that appeared to be a good enough answer for the wondrous boy. In a blink of an eye, she saw his silhouette weave through the crowd, his eyes locked on her frame no matter how many twists and turns he had to make around people. The bus pan originally clasped in his hands was left abandoned on the table, but it appeared that he didn’t care. When he finally stood before her, his chest rising and falling, slightly breathless from the trek to her, she found herself not worrying for him anymore. Shifting her eyes to accommodate the new view she had of him, her eyes locked with his yet again. The same eyes she once believed to be a light shade of azure were really a captivating cerulean. “Hello.” She breathed out, her breath being fully taken away by his presence.

“Hello, lovely lady,” He flirted, his eyes drifting from hers to flick around her face, taking in the features he hadn’t been able to see from across the lawn. “I haven’t seen you around, I would have remembered a face like yours.” He flirted so shamelessly and boldly. It didn’t even matter that Y/N had heard that exact same line thousands of times before - it was almost like a whole new line as it dripped from his lips but she couldn’t let him know that; not yet anyway.

“You would think that someone with a face like that would have a better line prepared.” She quipped, letting her eyes freely roam around his face. A smile tugged on one corner of his lips, growing into a smirk as he let her take him in.

“I was too overwhelmed by your beauty, all I knew was that I had to get to you before anyone else. I can't lose my chance to some rich mommy-boy with ten pairs of Sperrys in his closet.” He winked, playing into the scene they had set. Y/N, unusually bold and flirtatious in this moment, shrugged, her eyes floating to the crowd behind the boy for a split second, almost like a trick to see if he would try to get her eyes back on him - which he managed to do instantly by reaching his arm up to scratch his ear lobe, his muscles flexing under the tight sleeve of his button-down.

“That almost makes me sorry to tell you that you’re about an hour late, I was already flirted with by three men,” She sucked in a breath through her teeth, mocking sympathy. It was true, part of having rich parents is dealing with their distorted morals. They would rather sit back and watch their teenage daughter get hit on by old married men than have to network themselves. “But, if it makes you feel better, you’re the only one out of all of them that I actually want to talk to.”

"So I’m not out of the running yet I see,” He hummed, laying his palm out towards her, her eyes dipping down to look at it for a second. “Care to have a dance with me?” He asked when her eyes reached back up to look into his. He felt the weight of her hand sinking on top of his, making his eyes drop this time.

“I’m Y/N, just so you’re not dancing with a stranger.” She introduced herself before he could start to lead her to the dance floor.

“Ah, the guest of honour, the lady of the party, we finally meet,” He bowed to her, making her let out a laugh. She cringed when she heard it, knowing it wasn’t a dainty little giggle like expected in the situation, but she couldn’t help herself but to laugh, he was bowing to her as if she were royalty. The boy didn’t seem deterred by her less than cute laugh, instead, there seemed to be a flicker of sparkle in his eye at the sound. At that moment, Y/N could have sworn she had fallen in love. “I’m JJ.” He returned the introduction, standing up, her hand still wrapped in his. Kiara had been right, he did find his way to Y/N and she didn’t mind one bit.

“Pleased to meet you, JJ.” She nodded, giving a little curtsy before she could stop herself. Fighting the urge to cringe yet again while her cheeks flared, she was grateful that JJ simply started to lead her to the dance floor. Stepping onto the small deck platform which Y/N couldn’t even begin to guess it was used for when there wasn’t a party. It was even brighter, with the outer perimeter of lights on top of the ones that lined the dance floor alone, it was bright enough to land an aeroplane.

Once the next song, a slower song, started to play and JJ led her in the dance, Y/N seemed to blackout. She could feel the heat of JJ’s hand on her waist, the other one holding her hand as if they were truly at a ball, waltzing the night away. She could feel his back flex from where her fingertips lightly touched his shoulder blade, the muscles rippling with every move he made. She barely registered the way the skirt of her dress billowed as he twirled her, her hair fanning out and her eyes closing with laughter only to be pulled into his body, flush against each other - her breathing hitching as she felt his warmth and abs, his face inches from hers despite the height difference between them.

“Maybank,” A shout dissolved the fairytale land they had plunged themselves into, making Y/N gasp, pulling out of JJ’s grasp just as his face had dropped an inch closer to hers. “Back to work or you don’t get paid!” The man gruffed aggressively before looking back at his clipboard, talking into his earpiece.

“Don’t worry, my lady, this shall not be the last you see of me tonight.” JJ reassured her with a wink, running back off to the side as the man started to approach like an angry bull. Y/N, still a bit shocked, watched him, hoping and wishing with all her might that he was right - it isn’t going to be the last she sees of him. Slowly, the crowd morphed, blocking her view of the blonde who bewitched her mind and soul to only think and need him, as if he was Elizabeth Bennet and she was Mr. Darcy.

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Lo and behold, JJ had been right, it wasn’t the last Y/N had seen of him. With every shift of the crowd, she managed to find him on the other side of the room, his eyes watching her just like when she first saw him. Every time, a swirl in her stomach and heat in her cheeks plagued her - a side effect of his gaze. Though, as happy as she was that he hadn’t managed to forget about her, she still wished for him to find his way to her yet again instead of his eyes whispering to her across the lawn. It wasn’t until now, as she was nodding along half-mindedly as Rafe Cameron talked that he did. “The restaurant in the Country Club is the best. My usual table looks right over hole nine of the golf course which is also where I got a hole-in-one.” He yammered on, bragging.

A gentle tap on her shoulder ceased the conversation, making her turn her head only to see the blonde she was waiting for all night. Extending his hand to her, she noted a piece of folded-up paper between his fingers. “Excuse me, I was instructed to give this to the Lovely Lady.” He clarified as Rafe seemed to breathe fire at JJ’s presence, his eyes burning dangerously into him.

“Thank you,” Y/N smiled brightly, her eyes seeming to sparkle as she plucked the paper from his hand. Turning to Rafe, her smile became less authentic. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to see what this is.” She dismissed herself, walking off to the side of the party once again, unfolding the paper. It looked like paper from a waiter's pad, ripped hurriedly. ‘Lovely Lady, I sensed you were in need of rescuing.’ The note read. Even without his name and with just meeting him, she could tell it was from the messenger himself. Lifting her eyes from the note, letting them drift over the crowd until they landed on the sharp blue eyes watching her as he walked through the crowd yet again.

“We meet again.” He breathed out once he stepped up to her, standing only inches from her.

“Looks like it,” She nodded, amazed that he kept coming to her. She wasn’t used to that kind of treatment from people who looked like JJ. “Thank you for the note and thank you for the lovely night-” She wanted to tell him about how he managed to chase away any darkness clouding over her this whole party, or at least tell him how bewitched she was with him since the first moment she laid eyes on him - but her mother and father swooped upon her, sensing any shred of happiness she felt and crushing it.

“Come now, Y/N, you don’t need to thank the staff and it’s time to leave.” Her mother grabbed her elbow, pulling her from JJ before either of them could say anything else. Stumbling slightly, Y/N hiked the long, flowing skirt of her dress up, wide eyes watching JJ in shock and disparity - wanting more time with him because she knew too well that it wasn’t guaranteed that they would see each other again.

“We will meet again, Lovely Lady.” He mouthed to her before the crowd once again separated them, too thick to see through. Being dragged by her mother into the darkness of the night, the shining lights of the party disappeared as they rounded the house, but the magic never left her. Especially when she saw the blonde hair step to the side of the party, watching her leave. Too preoccupied with the blush filling her cheeks as she thought over the night, she barely registered her mother dropping her arm, the three walking silently towards their house next to the Cameron’s.

It was as if the entire world around her was sparkling as she floated after her parents, her mind consumed by snapshots of the night. From the shared glances to the way their fingers grazed each other when she took the note from him. It was purely whimsical and so magical that she was convinced it was all a dream she would be woken from any second. “You should go to bed, we have brunch with the Cameron’s tomorrow.” Her mother advised, but her words went in one ear and out the other as Y/N stumbled up the stairs, her dress balled in her hands carelessly. Biting back a smile, she tried her best to hold in her squeals and excitement until she was safely in her room, high above the ground and extravagant beyond necessity.

With a click of her door and a twist of the lock, she nearly bounced to her bed, squealing all the way. Her body felt like it was consumed by light, shining through the dark of her room, rivalling the moonlight and glow from the party next door as they glowed through the windows. She felt like she had spent the entire night fusing and bonding and now, she was burning a bright light just like the stars in the sky, only continuing to shine brighter and brighter as she thought back to the night.

Sighing dreamily, she flopped down upon her large bed, nearly being swallowed by the fluffy comforter and heavenly soft mattress. She was completely and entirely enchanted by meeting JJ. Her head was spinning as she imagined what it would be like to date him. Imagining him showing up to her doorstep, proclaiming his love for her as he told her that he was also enchanted and bewitched by her. Letting out yet another loud squeal, Y/N rolled onto her stomach, kicking her legs out of pure excitement and romance as she buried her face in her pillow, the wide smile on her face hurting her cheeks.

But, just like with every star, it is destined for demise. The burning, the growing, the bonding, and the brightness of her happiness weakened before finally bursting like a supernova. Shooting up in the bed, she rushed to one of her many windows, looking out over the party, watching as it died down. From above, she could barely make out who certain people were, but she could spot the blonde who took up most of her night easily. Standing off to the side with two more workers (she could guess were Pope and John B), along with Sarah and Kiara, all standing and talking as people bid thanks to the hosts. “What if he has someone else? What if he already met his own Elizabeth Bennet?” She whispered.

She gazed upon them, watching as they conversed. Sarah and Kiara seemed to be ordering JJ to do something from what Y/N could see. She furrowed her brows, leaning closer to the window, trying to figure out what was going on. Sarah’s arm flew out to the side, her finger pointed right at Y/N’s house, the group turning to it. Even with her room darkened other than the light through the window, she didn’t want them to know she was spying, making her fall to the ground quickly with a thud on the hardwood floor. Gasping, she laid flat, her heart pounding and racing. Flopping onto her back, she blinked up at the ceiling, looking at the distorted shape of the window filled in by light from the moon. “Please don’t have someone else. Please don’t let this night go.” She whispered, clasping her hands to her chest as she pleaded with the universe.

[martasaur]

My Over Analysis on Miraculous. Part 2.

Season 3

“Chameleon”

We are all well aware that the new HM will be Lila Rossi, but in this episode it directly shows us this. When Lila is akumatized (of her own volition) she gives HM orders, not the other way around. He’s just happy to comply.

When Lila becomes Chameleon Adrien, her actions mirror that of Felix.

“Animaestro”

“Failure always comes before triumph.”

“Backwarder”

HM says, “He who has hope has the chance to obtain what he desires, but one who fears always ends up with the thing he dreads.” The things Hawkmoth says are very important. Oftentimes they allude to something greater. It’s at this point I start to realize that the name Gabriel might have more of a significant meaning than previously thought. In the bible, Gabriel was the name of the angel that came to the Virgin Mary and told her she would birth a son and his name would be Jesus.

“ A whole lifetime of hope, the hope of being reunited with one's true love, only to find out the waiting has been in vain.” HM says this to his victim, but it definitely feels like a self aware sentence from the creators. I don’t think Gabriel will get the happy ending he thinks he will.

Tikki and Marinette are talking after watching Fu and Marianne, “Why doesn’t he tell her he loves her?” “It’s probably just not the right time, Tikki.” It’s the same reason Marinette constantly fails to tell Adrien her feelings. It has to happen at the right time.

“Gamer 2.0”

When Chat Noir and Ladybug are pitted against each other in a match, Chat Noir begins to walk back towards the edge and says, “You know I love fighting by your side, M’lady. But I could never bring myself to fight you.” and as he falls he says, “I trust you to bring me back.” This might allude to CN temporarily turning against LB, but that he has faith she’ll always bring him back.

“Onichan”

When Lila is in Adrien’s room, she says, “Aww, is that your mom? You look so much like her!” This may be an allusion to Adrien being a sentimonster.

Later on when Onichan and Chat Noir are fighting she says, “Adrien is perfection personified!” which also adds to the sentimonster theory.

“Oblivio”

Oblivio looks like it uses Gabriel's character model. If his true intention is to rewrite the past, then that means everyone's memories will change too. Correlation?

Adrien says to Marinette “I couldn’t hide my identity from the girl I love.” then smiles at her sweetly. He might hide it from LB currently, but once he realizes his feelings for Marinette, will he tell her right away?

At the end of the episode, HM says, “The love you both secretly share will be your downfall!” This is direct foreshadowing to Chat Blanc.

“Miraculer”

Natalie to Gabriel after failing to retrieve the bee miraculous, “I’m sorry, Hawkmoth. I’ve failed.” “No, Mayura. We’ve set the stage for the future. Queen Bee will change her mind.” This directly foreshadows the season finale.

“Party Crasher”

Adrien says, “You know my father has very high expectations of me, I can’t go behind his back like that.” Maybe he literally can’t. The only time I can remember Adrien disobeying his father is in Origins Part 1 when he runs away to go to school.

When Gabriel is in the secret basement and starts talking to Emillie he says, “Merging them will give me absolute power to reshape reality. And finally reverse our past mistakes.” He begins to play with his ring at this time too. He never explicitly says he wants to bring her back, it’s always about reversing a mistake. I wonder what that mistake is? I believe that him fidgeting with his ring shows that somehow the ring is related to the past mistake? Felix and Adrien both seem tied in some way to that ring.

“Christmaster”

Hawkmoth says after his defeat, “My birthday is coming soon, and trust me. I’ll make sure it’s a day you never forget!” I wonder if we will get a Gabriel Agreste birthday episode?

“Puppeteer 2”

Chat Noir cataclysm’s the wax Ladybug. Not the first time the show has alluded to Chat Noir using his power on Ladybug. It happens quite a bit in fact.

“Stormy Weather 2”

Natalie monologues, “As I watch Adrien grow, my affection for him grows too.” She almost makes it sound like a bad thing, why wouldn’t you want to grow closer to someone you’re supposed to look after?

Nooroo tries to plead with his master to stop trying for Adriens sake; he says, “I’m doing it for him.” “But aren’t you in danger of losing him too if you continue down this path?” “I no longer have a choice. I must succeed at any cost.” What changed that he feels he no longer has a choice? He was ready to give up on their promise in Queen Wasp but something changed. Not only that, the line “ Aren’t you in danger of losing him too?” is quite interesting. We know when a wish is made, no matter how good the intention it always ends up being a negative outcome. Could Adrien disappear in place of his mom? Or is it more complicated than that? I think Adrien might be one half of a whole. The golden angel boy outside of the Agreste manner is known to hold up two rings. It could symbolize that the rings are the reason the angel exists, or that the angel can only exist because of the two rings. Or even that the two rings create a whole angel. I’ll elaborate more once we reach Felix.

This episode also made me realize that Adrien has never flat out rejected Marinette (correct me if i’m wrong). We’ve seen him reject Marinette as Chat Noir, but never as Adrien. When it comes time for Marinette to finally reveal to Adrien how she feels, I bet he won’t even want to reject her.

“Kwamibuster”

When HM is monologuing to himself before akumatizing his victim he says, “Now there’s a familiar feeling” in regards to being wronged. “And evilize her misunderstood heart.” He feels misunderstood in his ultimate goal. He thinks it’s just and good, but his actions say otherwise.

“Feast”

When Adrien begins to worry about Natalie Gabriel steps in and says, “Natalie gets dizzy spells sometimes, you don’t need to worry about her.” They stare at each other and ominous music begins to play in the background before Adrien gets up and says, “If you say so, Father.” then leaves. Adrien is very obedient when it comes to listening to his father.

When Adrien and Plagg play piano together Adrien tells Plagg, “Mom’s the only one who can make me laugh like that. Thank you, Plagg.” Plagg is Adrien’s Mom CONFIRMED.

When Fu and Wayzz are running away from the Sentimonster, Fu tells Wayzz that, “Sometimes fighting is futile, Wayzz.” Fighting is futile. There needs to be conversation for change to occur.

“Desperada”

In HM end monologue he says, “History repeats itself. But one day I will be the one to rewrite it!” Which supports my theory that he wants to change the past. He doesn’t just want to wake Emillie up in the present day, he actually wants to go back and change some mistake. But what’s the mistake? Thanks to the New York special we also know the mistake occurred 15 years ago. It has to do with Adrien somehow.

Startrain

Lila and Sabrina are sitting next to one another. When Lila tries to wake Marinette up, Alya stops her, showing she does have Marinette's best interest at heart. It also show’s she’ll be a great confidant in the future.

“Timetagger”

This episode is just one big foreshadowing to Lila becoming the new Hawkmoth. From the new Hawkmoth, to her babysitting Chris. Alya says to Marinette on the phone, “Don’t worry, she’ll take care of everything.” Which in fact, worries me more.

“Chat Blanc”

When Gabriel is talking to Emilie in the beginning he once again says, “And repair the mistakes of the past.”

When Bunnix is watching events unfold in her burrow and sees Adrien and Marinette in love, she says, “It’s worse than I thought!” Which gives me very, ‘wrong place, wrong time’ vibes. It’s going to be a big event when they do reveal their love for one another.

When LB calls on her Lucky Charm, Chat Blanc says, “I’d like to erase the past too.” “My wish would be to go back and fix everything, so we can be in love again.” Paralleling Gabriels intentions.

When HM hits CN with the akuma, LB says, “No, Adrien! You have to resist!” She calls Adrien out specifically instead of CN. Adrien is the one who will have to overcome his father in the end, along with Marinette's help of course. I think she’ll give him the courage he needs to face his father in the end.

When LB drops off the present to Adriens place for St. Anthanses day, it occurred to me that we already have one possible biblical allusion in the show. So I searched up St. Anthanses and while I didn’t necessarily think the Saint had a big correlation to Adrien, the definition of the word Anthanses does. The word anthanses stands for Immortal. That seems like a very specific word to just randomly throw into the show. Could he really be a sentimonster? Or is it something else? In feast we know sentimonster can live for a long time, but then there's the allusion to an angel as well. Too little information

“Felix”

When Gabriel is talking to Emillie in the basement he says, “Then we shall all be together again.” He finishes cleaning the two rings, before splitting them apart. Who exactly is ‘we’? Why not just say, ‘Then the three of us will be together again.’ Maybe it’s not that complicated, but it just seemed interesting to me.

Natalie talking to Gabriel. “The longer you keep him in the dark, the harder it will be on him once he finds out.” If Gabriel’s only goal was to bring back Emilie, then why would that be hard on Adrien? For some reason, the end goal will hurt Adrien.

“Little Kitty on a rooftop, all alone without his-” “Adrien.” “Father?” If we remove Gabriels interference we get, “Little Kitty on a rooftop, all alone without his Father.” The only other time I remember hearing this song was in Chat Blanc. Gives me ominous vibes.

When Adrien is talking to his father about how if Natalie makes him happy then he’s happy, Gabriel says; “How could you possibly think such a thing?” Gabriel is unable to move on from the past, and doesn't understand how Adrien can. 'He's my son, he should feel the same way I do!'. Gabriel needs to let go.

“Nobody could ever replace your mother. As long as she’s still in our hearts, she lives on!” I can’t figure out why, but this line is interesting to me.

Adrien said to Plagg, “It’s been a year today since mom went away, forever.” Adrien is willing to accept what has happened but Gabriel is not. I wonder if Marinette was in the same position as Gabriel if she would also be feeling/doing what Gabriel is.

“My, my! Look at how much you’ve grown!” Amelie says to Adrien. Pretty common line, but in my overanalysis brain it feels like it implies something.

Gabriel to Amelie and vise versa, “I’m sure Adrien is delighted to have such a ‘timely’ visit from his Aunt today of all days.” “I thought it would be better if we were all together on a day like this. Don’t you agree, dear?” Adrien smiles and looks very happy, but Gabriel looks mad. They both know something dark. It must have happened today specifically.

When Felix offers his hand to Gabriel, instead of accepting it he clutches the ring closer.

Felix and Amelie could tell Gabriel was wearing the ‘ring’ without even looking at it. He was hiding behind his back, how could they have known? She’s the only one who says anything but it’s visually hinted at by Felix.

When Amelie is asking for the rings back Gabriel says, “These rings are obviously very special to me.” Not just because it’s their wedding bands, but something else as well.

“Adrien, take Felix to your room.” “Yes, Father! Come on, Felix!” Both Felix and Gabriel walk away in the exact same pose.

“Adrien, I love you. I will always be there if you need me.” I believe her.

Tikki to Marinette when she’s trying to delete her video message to Adrien, “There will never be a right day to tell him!” I think that’s a huge lie. I think she needs to tell him at the right time. “What if your message turns his worst day ever, into the best day ever?” I doubt this is his worst day ever, and when that worst day comes Marinette will definitely change it around for him.

When Adrien is apologizing for not going to his fathers funeral, Felix says; “Do you always do everything your father tells you to do?” “He’s.. very protective of me.” Felix’s words hint at a bigger picture, and Adrien never denies it either.

Felix’s eyes are a sharper green, even when pretending to be Adrien.

Adrien to Felix, “You still doing magic?” “Now more than ever, you’ll see.” I didn’t think much of this line in the beginning, but now I realize something. Adrien doesn’t say magic ‘tricks’ he says ‘magic’ specifically. It could be nothing but I found this very interesting and possibly very telling of future events.

When Plagg confronts Adrien about Felix’s actions Adrien says, “Listen Plagg. Felix lost his father not so long ago. He’s probably not himself.” Interesting. When Adrien is Chat Noir he too acts differently than when his father is around. A possible parallel?

When Felix looks at the video that Marinette sent to Adrien, he looks sad before saying; “Pathetic.”

“All of this disappointment might just help us get rid of our unwanted guests.” Gabriel hates that they are there visiting.

Someone in the fandom pointed out how all the episode titles so far (except for a few like origins and heroes day, which are two parters) have been titled after the victims of the akumitization. But Felix is the one expectation (so far). The Akuma in this episode is the Punishers Trio, not Felix. Could this hint at Felix being a sentimonster too? The one thing I've learned while rewatching this whole series over again is that it is just as much Gabriel's story as it is Marinette and Adrien’s. So the titles might have to do more with who Gabriel sees as the true villain in the episode. Just a theory.

The Punishers Trio once they reach Adrien’s room, “It all makes sense now. There were two Adriens!” What if both Felix and Adrien ARE two halves of a whole? It harkens back to the golden angel holding up two rings. It goes with the Yin and Yang motif that sometimes appears in this show.

“Which one of you is a cruel, and inferior copy of the original?” Or maybe, they are both just copies of one original boy?

“One of you two guys tried to make Adrien look like a monster!” A sentimonster? Har har har.

“Adrien has sacrificed himself for his cousin!” Foreshadowing?

Felix to the Punishers Trio, “You want real? I’ll show you real.”

Adrien to Plagg when Plagg asks why they are saving Felix, “Because we’re the good guys.” Don’t forget it. Adrien will never be bad.

This is the only other time we see someone give Hawkmoth orders. The only other time we see it is in Chameleon when Lila does the same thing.

Amelie says to Adrien/Gabriel “Now that his father isn’t here to stop him from getting into mischief---” “I don’t deserve to be forgiven, mom.” His father was also the reason he stayed out of trouble? Was his relationship with his dad like Gabriel and Adriens?

Felix to Adrien, “I just hope I can learn from this, and come back to see you as a better person someday.” I don’t believe him, but the line is interesting. Especially because we know he takes Gabriels ring. Will the ring make him better in some way? Or maybe more powerful?

“I really am sorry. I’ll do my best to make it up to you.” WHATTT! He steals the ring right after this. He must know that somehow he and Adrien (or maybe only Adrien) are tied to the ring. Does he know what the rings do? Not canon anymore, but originally there was going to be a gemini miraculous. Could these rings represent those? “And to you too, Uncle.” He’s apologizing to the both of them because he understands the value this ring has.

“Felix, Wait!” “Adrien, stay here!” For the first time(?)Adrien does not listen. This is right after Felix has swiped Gabriel’s ring too.

Adrien to Felix, “If you’re feeling upset, or out of control. Just call before you do anything you’ll regret.” “I’m really lucky to have you.”

Felix to Amelie, “But Gabriel refused to hand it over to me, and after all that happened…” WHAT HAPPENED? Is she talking about the events of the day or something more?! “My little magician. I can never understand how you always manage to get what you want.” Know who else manages to get what she wants? Lila.

Felix was always fascinated by the rings, always wanting his mom to tell him the story behind them. Could he have figured out their true potential??

“Ladybug”

The rose in front of Adrien is pink, signifying his affection for Marinette as a friend. Waiting for the day a red rose will appear in front of him.

Gabriel tells Natalie (after her coughing fit and she wants to continue helping him), “Not at that cost. Never at that cost again.” Basically confirms what we already know. Emilie was using the peacock miraculous and it ended up putting her to sleep. Someone said that they love the head canon that Adrien was born on October 13th 2000 (Friday the 13th) which would line up perfectly with the timeline of events. In the New York Special Gabriel mentions rewriting the mistake he made 15 years ago, if we assume the show is taking place in 2015 (when it was initially released) then the timeline fits perfectly for Emilie to have used the miraculous to create Adrien.

CN in regards to Sentibug “But she's so much more elaborate than any of those we faced before. She’s so ‘perfect’, there's nothing monstrous about her at all.” Adrien has been called perfect too, time and time again. Onichan referred to him as “perfection personified”.

Sentimonsters have thoughts and feelings.

Not HM and LB paralleling each other while yeeting their foes off a building.

“Because we’re Ladybug and Chat Noir. Ladybug doesn’t sound half as cool.” Aww. She really does cherish him.

“The peacock superpower can be so cruel when wrongly used. Even more than the butterflies one.”

“Things aren’t always what they appear to be at first sight.” This line is said a few times throughout the episode. Which makes it important.

For the end card, Lila is shrouded in purple (possibly hinting at her future role as HM) while Adrien, Sentibug, and the peacock feather are all on the left side of the end card (possibly hinting at him being a sentimonster).

“Heart Hunter”

When the line, “Some lose patience” is said by Marinette it is followed by Adrien looking sad for his lost love, but then replaced as he looks at his computer screen to see a picture of Kagami..AND Marinette! He’s not just falling for Kagami, but Marinette too. He just doesn’t know it yet.

When the three kids are escaping from the building, Adrien is only holding Marinette's hand as they leave. Aww, my heart!!

“Miracle Queen”

“Trust is sometimes broken, but it can always be repaired.” I feel like this is foreshadowing for LB and CN in season 4.

“Thanks, Chat. You’re always there for me.” “Always, Little Bug.”

“Ladybug and I don’t fight each other, we fight together!” The show is constantly reminding us of this, so even if they fight or lose their way, they’ll always be a team.

“You and Me against the world.” “As always!”

When LB gets upset about the situation with Master Fu, CN says; “ Who hasn’t made a mistake. What matters is how you fix them, and you always miraculously knew how.” More foreshadowing for season 4, I believe.

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But What If...Ladrien?

So a while ago, I reblogged a post from @lnc2 about an idea I had for an Animaestro rewrite to make it Ladrien, and I mentioned that I have several little scene/episode rewrites to make things Ladrien, so I thought I’d share a few more of them with all of you.

Glaciator: When Adrien doesn’t show up, Marinette decides to transform into Ladybug and go see if Chat still wants to hang out (or maybe she just wants to clear her head), but Chat has already gone back home, and Adrien is moping out in the garden by his mom’s statue. Their convo is especially angsty because they’re both fighting back the urge to be like “It’s you! You’re the one I’m in love with!” Then they both are concerned because the other one loves someone else.

Gorizilla (beginning): So, Marinette when she realizes she’s late meeting her friends decides to transform into Ladybug, and Adrien bumps into her which then turns into Ladybug running around town with him until they eventually end up at the movies together (still in disguise because now they’re both celebrities in need of hiding).

The Collector: Instead of waiting around for Chat to answer, she just goes straight to the Agreste mansion and bursts in on Adrien in his room like your dad is Hawkmoth, I gotta get you to safety, and he’s just like um? What? But she’s already picking him up, and he’s just like UM? WHAT??

I’ve already rewritten Party Crasher, but I still think about it a lot.

Reflekdoll: Lady Noire swoops in to save Adrien from being hit before Tikki finds him, and he is just like uhhhh, excuse me? Hello? Plagg?

[zoe-oneesama]

Is your comic going to have an ending? Or will it end kind of vaguely since you’re not covering anything after season 2? (Also I love your stuff so much! Your drawing style literally sends me over the moon!!)

It will have an open ending for most of the characters, but Scarlet Lady’s story will have an ending. The only reason I’d do a Season 3 episode is if I swapped out a Season 2 episode that didn’t need doing and the Season 3 episode was relevant/funny enough that I’d want to. But as of now, none of the episodes fit that bill.

Lila’s story will be too different in Scarlet Lady to include her episodes. That excludes Chameleon, Onichan, and Ladybug. 

Chloe’s story will be wrapped up with what was given to us in seasons 1-2 so no need to include her episodes.There goes Miraculer, Loveater, and Miracle Queen. 

Backwarder was the main catalyst of all the Fu shenanigans that happen in Season 3 and it just wouldn’t happen because 1) Marinette’s not so nervous around Adrien to mess up giving him a letter 2) Marinette probably wouldn’t feel the need to even give him a letter because Kagami’s not really a rival both because she’s not interested and Adrien’s not interested 3) Marianne and Fu would get to meet up as planned, The End, so Fu wouldn’t be outed to Hawkmoth. That means no Feast and possibly no Party Crasher, although he might have gone to that party regardless. 

I’m not touching the Gab///Nath stuff with a 12 foot pole. Just…no.

And anything expanding the rivals isn’t really relevant what’s happening in this AU since they have like no chance in the Scarlet Lady universe. That takes out Animaestro, (Backwarder and Onichan), Silencer, Ikari Gozen, and Desperada.

So after that that leaves us with:

Weredad - Not necessary because Chat either wouldn’t turn Marinette down or would use her safety as a reason to turn her down. Plus Marinette probably wouldn’t need to have that panic moment because of how often she and Chat Noir have run into each other before she even had her Miraculous.

Bakerix - I didn’t get anything out of this episode that I’d want to address, unless I just got so salty that I wanted to bring in an episode that’s all about how Just Because They’re Family Doesn’t Mean You Owe Them Anything. But that feels like a complete rewrite of the episode rather than making the changes that would come naturally from the premise of the AU. 

Oblivio - While cute, I’d either be leaving the episode exactly as is or be throwing an amnesiac Chloe into the mix with Adrien and Marinette and I think that’d just lead to all three of them being super easily caught. Hawkmoth wins.

Stormy Weather 2 - I’ve written essays on how pointless and messed up this episode is, why would I even acknowledge it’s existance?

Reflekdoll - I love me some background character follow up episodes, but similarly to Oblivio I don’t know that much would change except for shoehorning Chloe into the episode somehow. I am considering a way to include some ideas from this episode into Reflekta thanks to @imthepunchlord though.

The Puppeteer 2 - Ew

Startrain - Another “Would Anything Be Different” episode. Plus it would introduce Pegasus very early when it’s supposed to be the Main 5 in the first 2 seasons.

Kwami Buster - Would Anything Be Different minus the Trying to Protect My Identity stuff on Chloe’s end.

Christmaster - I already have a Christmas(ish) episode in mind, plus even if it happened so early that Marinette wouldn’t be making all those gifts for Adrien, Chris is the kind of kid that would’ve gotten upset over something while Marinette was watching him. While this episode was a freakin’ thrill ride of insanity that I kinda weirdly enjoyed, I don’t think it’d be improved much with the inclusion of Scarlet Lady.

Timetagger - One of the few I’d be willing to switch out for something in Season 2, but that requires deciphering the insanity of the time traveling weirdness in it. And also the implication that Lila is the future baddy, but that parts at least an easy rewrite.

Gamer 2.0 - While I do think it’s a good episode for contrasting Early Sexist Max to New Improved Good Guy Max, the akuma itself is what gives me pause since it’s a repeat. Plus the only thing I got out of this episode is that Chat Noir gives Ladybug unnecessary additional stress to her already stressful life. Marigold-Marinette has a different approach to superheroing due to her coming in first as a civilian who grew a desire to NEED to help, to becoming a hero but not the end all One who HAS to save the day in the end, to eventually being the Ladybug. The Gamer 2.0 was important in canon for bringing attention to how chaotic Marinette’s life has become, but in the Scarlet Lady AU she’s not as pressed and stressed out. (Not to mention Chat Noir is much more reliable in this AU). So this is a half and half. I half would want to half don’t see the point.

Party Crasher - this was a fun but ultimately confusing episode and I’m not even sure how to touch it. Also the same problem as Star Train by introducing Roi Singe too early.

So there you go, episodes are either irrelevant, are only relevant because they come later, have too much repeatability or don’t have the same build up so might not happen. 

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Do the other temporary heroes become permanent in the miracuteam au?

I wasn't going to mostly to keep the story somewhat consistent.

But if I did, Ikari gozan, Startrain and Party Crasher would need some rewrites in order to make the permanent holders work. So I am still on the fence on that.

[ao3feed-ladynoir]

Dancing with Our Hands Tied

Dancing With Our Hands Tied by caterinawrites

Ever wonder what would happen if Marinette had transformed into Ladybug to sneak into Adrien's party in Party Crasher?

Words: 1938, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

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

Additional Tags: Ladrien June, ladrien, Canon Rewrite, party crasher episode, happy birthday kaylee

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24645628

[ladysunamireads]

Dancing with Our Hands Tied

Dancing With Our Hands Tied by caterinawrites

Ever wonder what would happen if Marinette had transformed into Ladybug to sneak into Adrien's party in Party Crasher?

Words: 1938, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug

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

Additional Tags: Ladrien June, ladrien, Canon Rewrite, party crasher episode, happy birthday kaylee

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24645628

[miraculous-rewrite]

Miraculous Rewrite- Faultline (a Felix Overhaul)

Astruc and his slander game can’t stop us

We open on fencing practice. Kagami is seen dueling with Marinette, Kagami clearly has her outpaced, but Marinette is still holding her own surprisingly well. The two go back and forth for some time before Kagami (obviously) has Marinette on the ropes. 

“You know, when we first met, I'd assumed you to only be interested in the sport for the sake of meeting or growing closer to cute boys.” Kagami humms, “I was proven wrong quickly of course, but it’s become more obvious than ever the truth.”

“I mean, My mom would have been suspicious if I suddenly decided I wanted to take Tae Kwon Do again, I dropped out of it years ago!” Marinette gives one last thrust, which Kagami of course Parries with expertise and scores the final point. “Anything to keep my butt from getting handed to me when Akumas send out minions, right?”

“Very true.” Kagami offers her hand and the two take a small break by the water cooler. Quickly though, the focus shifts to another pair of fencers, clearly one of them is Adrien, but the other is taller by a few inches. They go back and forth, before Adrien seems to have a break in training, swiping the sabre from the taller kid’s hand with a wide strike. 

“Hey!” The taller kid takes a step back and pulls up his mask, revealing that boy that we saw back in Party Crasher and Oni-Chan, his cool expressions we’d seen before broken and replaced with aggravation. “The hell kind of cheats did you learn back at Francois Dupont?!”

Adrien lifts his own mask, face flustered and sheepish “Sorry Felix! I keep accidentally ending up in sword fights with Akumas, kinda turning into a reflex.”

Felix huffs and takes off his mask entirely, prodding Adrien in the forehead when he gets close enough “And Uncle Gabriel hasn’t killed you for it yet? My dad says he could barely get into a playground scuffle without his little brother trying to throw hands in his stead.” Why yes, Felix and Adrien still are cousins here.

“That would imply he knows.” Adrien grins at Felix, whom takes a moment before grinning back. “...and if you could tell Uncle Michael that Dad could probably use some family support right now I’d appreciate it.” Felix’s grin dies and he looks off to the side. 

“No promises, but I’ll try.”

“FEEELLIIIXXXX” Felix’s more somber look drops into surprise when a blur of dark blue and grey zips through the air, tackling him around the middle and sending the two of them to the ground.

Sure enough Bridget, as seen from the previous episode, has him tight in her arms, the two now sprawled on the ground and her nuzzling into his shoulder. “Felix! You would not BELIEVE the day I've had I just couldn’t wait to see you!”

Sure enough as Felix stands, Bridget continues to cling to him. “What happened?”

“Gabrielle Bisset happened! Oh and also Luka’s twisting either of our arms and we’re double dating with him and Marinette tonight.”

“Wait what?”

Sure enough we cut to Marinette, now at Lunch hour and was seemingly about to head off with the rest of Team Miraculous, but waylaid by Luka.

“Wait, what?”

“I know it’s a bit last minute, but every time we’ve tried for a proper date an Akuma has gotten in the way, and… call me crazy but I feel like we should have backup. Safety in numbers and all that.” Luka grins sheepishly at her, “Things have been… different lately, you can feel too can’t you? The whole melody of Paris has altered, and even before that we rarely have been able to meet up. You’re always helping your grandfather with moving into your families home, and I’m always doing Kitty Section things-”

“I miss you too, Luka.” They share a small smile. “I just worry that we won’t have much to talk about, I only know Felix through the fencing club and Bridget through that school assignment.”

“Please, charming Marinette not being able to connect with someone? Next you’ll tell me that Alya’s taken up pathological lying.” 

Marinette chuckles, face turning red for a moment before waving Luka off  “Okay okay, I’ll be ready by six, you needlessly handsome dork.” She gives his cheek a quick peck, which he easily returns, and Marinette darts off to rejoin the Team. 

We hold on Luka for a bit longer though as he sighs and takes his own lunch to the corner of the cafeteria, where, sure enough, Felix and Briget are already eating alongside a few others that those that know the Quantic Kids would recognize

“Hey Luka, no Marinette again?” the dark skinned boy wonders, to which Luka shrugs.

“She has an active social life outside of me, Alan.” a brown haired boy wraps his arm around Luka’s shoulders 

“Dating a workaholic is rough man. I get it. Melody’s a pain to plan around-” he gets swatted on the head when Melody sits at their table as well. “Ow!”

“I have a future I’m planning thankyouverymuch!” Melody huffs “All the Same though Luka, you’ve been doing your own thing for a while too, and maybe the both of you are just a bit too low maintenance for us not to worry. Even I need those stupid memes Claude sends over every so often.” sure enough her phone pings and she groans at the screen, Claude chuckling proudly. 

“Not to mention the problems that may arise after we graduate. She’ll have two years of Lycee left while you’ll be a legal adult. And neither of you are exactly out of the public eye, if you’re not careful it could damage both of your reputations in the long ru-!” Felix cuts off with a small pained squeak, Bridget glares at him for a moment before tossing her head back.

“This is not a conversation to have around a lunch table! Let me tell you guys about the shit Gabrielle Bisset pulled on me this morning!”

There’s a brief pause on Luka’s face as Bridget talks in the background, his eyes darting down to his phone. A selfie of himself and Marinette after their first date smiles back at him, but all he can do is look at it with a somber gaze… one that Felix catches a glimpse of. 

Before we can see anything of an outcome to that, we cut to Team Miraculous at the hotel’s restaurant, huddled around one of the largest tables tucked away in a corner. It’s a tighter squeeze than before, now that Kagami’s there, no longer an even number, but they make it work with a half-booth style spot. The twins, Alya, and Nino take charge of the booth, neither set of two at all adverse to scooting close to each other. All the same Chloe’s practically sitting on Alya’s lap to make everyone fit.

Kagami sits in the center chair, framed by Adrien and Marinette, the latter of which is also looking at the first date selfie, her cheeks the lightest bit pink. A pink which only intensifies when Kagami leans over with a raised eyebrow. 

“It seems as though our illustrious leader isn’t as focused as one might expect a woman in her situation to be.”

Marinette yelps and blakens her phone before slamming it down onto the table. 

“I uh- I was just thinking about… things. You know, Master Fu having to go into hiding”

“-Staying with you.” Alya chimes in. 

“Tsering Wan still being at large”

“-we haven’t seen him since we all cornered him at the Louvre” Chloe cuts in

“We’re no closer to figuring out who Hawkmoth or even Le Paon are”

“-if It’s Uncle Michael and Aunt Lucia and he reconnected with my dad just to pull him and Nathalie into this I’m gonna be so pissed.” Adrien adds on.

“...Okay I’m worried about Luka.”

“There it is.” Nino chirps. 

“It’s just- It’s stupid.” Marinette huffs and tries to cover her face, but Amber leans over the table to put her hand over her own. 

“It’s not stupid, You’re the only one whose still IN a relationship with secret identities being a factor.”

Adrien’s head thunks against the table, Kagami slumps in her seat, hand covering her eyes. “Wow.”

“I can’t believe you just murdered them both.” Nino laughs. Amber smiles seemingly innocent and takes a sip of her juice. 

Marinette suppresses a small chuckle herself before shaking her head “Yeah uhm… I guess I’m just worried about the long run. I’ve had to bail on a lot of things because of Miraculous business, and, you know… with things going the way they are…”

“Marinette, girl, if you’re about to say ‘break up with him to protect him’ I’m going to go absolutely Ballistic, this isn’t some edgy 90’s comic trying to be Watchmen.” Alya slumps over on the table. 

“I’m not!” Marinette defends. “I’m just worried! I can be worried without going overboard!” 

Alya looks unimpressed.

“I can!”

She raises a brow.

“...Shut up!”

“Can I do your hair for the date tonight? It’s been awhile since I’ve done an updo.” Chloe’s already taken out her phone and fiddling with it.

“You just did when we were doing modeling for Marinette’s line.” Kagami finally speaks up again.

Chloe’s cheeks go bright pink. “Th-That totally doesn’t count! That was for professional matters!” 

Amber leans into the table conspiratorially “She actually really likes doing your hair, I dunno what conditioner you use, but she’s very jealous that it can Do That.”

“AMBER”

We close out of this scene on some lighthearted laughter from the entire group as Chloe slumps down into the booth, face burning crimson. 

When we cut to date time, we’re actually in a new location, a small apartment and a boy’s room, a bookshelf lining an entire wall and a small laptop left to charge on the desk. The door opens and from an adjourning bathroom steps Felix, he’s mostly dressed for a semi-fancy date, black slacks, grey vest, black dress shirt, grey tie. It doesn’t look much different than his usual outfit, excepting the presence of the tie. 

“Felix! Mlle Bridget is here!” a voice calls from the other door. “Come out or we’ll bring out the baby pictures!”

“Calm down Mother, I’m coming.” he fixes his tie quickly and sure enough Bridget is in the living room, a small glass of water in her hand. A blonde man is in the adjourning kitchenette, carefully messing with a Stir fry wok. 

“Ah, ‘Time to have Stir Fry since Felix and his cat's tongue are on a date’ father?” The man turns a bit and grins, he looks a surprising amount like Gabriel, enough to look at the both of them and one’s first thought would be ‘oh yeah they’re brothers’ 

“It’s hardly my fault you don’t like teriyaki.” he winks at Felix to which Felix grumbles before joining Bridget at the couch. 

“You look lovely.” He greets her, Bridget smiles at him and pokes his nose affectionately 

“So do you. Your Mom is trying to get the photo album, we should book it before she dislodges it from that trash fire you call a storage room.”

“Right, of course. We’re heading off Father!” Felix calls out hurriedly before he and Bridget are making for the door. 

“Be back by midnight! Don’t get attacked by an Akuma!” They both laugh and claim that they won’t.

A fool’s hope.

Sure enough we arrive at the restaurant with Felix and Bridget. They seem to have gotten there first, and are just chatting about anything and everything as they sit in the waiting area. 

Sure enough before too long the door chimes and in arrive the other half of the double date. Luka and Marinette approach the two, and right on cue, a waiter arrives to tell them their table was ready. The four of them are sat and begin to scan through the menu.

“What's the difference between the Chilaquiles and the Flautas?” Marinette wonders aloud.

“Nobody knows.” Felix answers “It’s all cheese and salsa and chicken to me.”

“Uh, I think you mean DELICIOUS?” Bridget trades back. “And they’ve got this sweet Tomatillo here and I could just eat a whole SOUP BOWL of it”

“Tomatillo?” Marinette repeats, and Luka responds this time. 

“A sweet corn mash, it’s really good. I however am planning on a chicken enchilada.”

“Oohhhh What’s that one?”

“The same three ingredients just with more sauce.”

“Felix!” Bridget nudges him “just get your boring quesadilla for your boring unadventurous tongue and stop trashing the food! This is a nice restaurant for pete’s sake!”

“...Are they always like this?” Marinette leans in to Luka and whispers.

“Oh always.” Luka whispers back. “It took us all months to realize they were dating back in college because if anything their bickering increased.”

“Sounds exhausting.”

“It was.”

They all make their orders. But before too long can pass, the restaurant shakes, as though a small earthquake had hit. 

The lot of them seem to brush it off quickly, just a rumble, but Marinette and Luka share an uneasy look. 

The ground trembles again, and someone near the front of the restaurant screams.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, it seems as though an Akuma has been spotted nearby. We advise everyone to stay where they are and we’ll try to keep things running.” The host at the front of the restaurant advises from the speakers.

Marinette’s expression falls, hero mode engaged, and it seems as though Luka has a similar response, but before he can jump up, Marinette darts to her feet. “I’m gonna get some footage for the Ladyblog, so Ladybug and Chat Noir know where it is!”

“Marinette!” Luka reaches for her, but Marinette pulls away. 

“You can’t just run off during an Akuma attack!” Bridget tries, and we quickly cut to Felix, the gears turning in his head. 

“Information saves lives!” Marinette counters before she vanishes around the corner.

“I’m going to go get her.” Luka responds, but only after a notable pause. “She’s going to get herself killed one of these days.”

“Luka.” When Felix reaches out, he’s able to grab Luka’s sleeve.

“Yeah?”

“It’s okay if she has other priorities, you don’t have to keep chasing after her.”

“...I know that Felix. We both have other priorities.” He looks away, and much like Marinette, is gone.

Budget humms when the two of them are alone leaning against Felix’s side until he puts his arm around her shoulders. “Do you really think they’re not going to last? They look so cute together.”

“I think...I don’t know.” Felix responds. “They’re doing their best. But…” he furrows his brow. “Not everyone is as lucky as us.”  he leans down and presses a kiss to her temple.

When we cut to the action we’re following Luka. Once out of the restaurant he ducks into a nearby alleyway and transforms.

Sure enough it doesn’t take a lot to track down the Akuma… A suit black as pitch, a spear shaped like… a scorpion’s tail. When Luka lays eyes on the Scorpion he immediately activates Second Chance. Currently, the Scorpion is in the middle of duking it out with Ladybug, he seems to be akumatized again, as when he jumps, the earth shakes beneath him upon landing, an earthquake power of sorts. Chat Noir just makes the scene, Cataclysm an inch away from landing when the Scorpion catches his hand in his own. He winces, but as the black energy begins to course upward he shouts ‘Vengeance’ the black Cataclysm ends, and a dark brown energy zips up Chat Noir’s arm. 

Chat shrieks in pain, Tsering Wan grips his own arm in pain as Chat falls to the ground, coughing harshly.

When Viperion spots blood starting to erupt from Chat’s mouth he resets.

Back to Viperion and Ladybug duking it out. He lets the struggle go on, as Ladybug is pretty okay solo, but when Chat’s staff comes into sight, he throws his Lyre, the staff wobbling and Chat going wide. A waste of a Cataclysm yes, but Chat has little more than a bump on the head when he rushes in to fight. The two of them are doing okay at that point, but The Scorpion incurs another earthquake, throwing Ladybug off balance enough for The scorpion to twist his spear from Chat Noir’s staff and thrust it into Ladybug’s stomach.

He restes when she falls over, Chat Noir screaming.

This time he joins the fight immediately, Ladybug seems unsurprised to see him there and they fight together until Chat Noir comes in hot with his Cataclysm. He’s able to grab the Scorpion’s spear, and it crumbles under his grasp, but as Ladybug reeled back with her Yoyo, about to strike, a smaller knife-like copy is pulled out, and he lunges for Viperion’s throat.

He was barely able to reach his Miraculous TO reset that time.

This reset sequence isn’t like the one back in Desperada, this is painful, and more times than not, bloody. People kept getting involved, people he didn’t expect or anticipate due to the butterfly effect, no other wielders were close by enough to get there in time.

And then in one fight, Viperion had been fighting with Ladybug again, he was able to make Chat Noir miss going for the Scorpion's spear and instead cataclysm the ground beneath him. The Man began to fall into the darkness, but he’d grabbed Ladybug’s ankle, pulling her down before either of the boys could stop him. As Viperion and Chat Noir descend into the hole to help, we see that the Scorpion and Ladybug have fallen into a chamber of the Catacombs. The two scuffling in the dirt, The Scorpion going for Ladybug’s vitals, Ladybug trying to incapacitate.

“Lucky Char-!” he gets a lucky shot with his elbow into her neck. Cutting off Ladybug’s breathing. As she hacks for breath, the Scorpion is able to pin her down. Chat throws his staff as the two approach the fighting pair, but when it collides, the Scorpion had already removed one of her earrings.

It’s still enough force that the old man is knocked away, the earring clattering out of his hand, and Chat scoops it up, shouting for Viperion to grab Ladybug and RUN, which the Snake wielder is more than willing to do. Viperion takes Ladybug into his arms carefully, making sure his grip is tight and firm, before running after the Black Cat, with only one slight glance back towards where the Scorpion lay. 

He’s in the process of getting up, but he’s not preparing to chase after the heroes. He’s… smirking, as though he succeeded without succeeding at all. Viperion turns away, focuses on getting out of the area he and Chat are in, and his eyes glance downward at the hero in his arms, a hero who--

If he wasn’t needing to continue to run, to flee the danger behind him, he would’ve stopped short, eyes wild and fearful, as he sees their leader, half transformed, but also half de-transformed, clad in the outfit his date was wearing. His date… Marinette.

The young hero is slowly coming to from the elbow to the neck, breathing raspily but slowly getting more steady, until her eyes make contact with Viperion’s wide and fearful eyes. Her hands go up to her ears, feeling only one earring, and she glances at him again. 

“Can yo-” 

“This has been our best run yet. No one’s been injured to the point of Death’s doorsteps.” 

“Does he-” 

“Chat got it from him.” 

“Here you go.” Chat hands her the earring in question, to which Lady-nette quickly puts it back on, the rest of her uniform returning.

“Great. First Kagami, now you. Is EVERYONE’S gonna know by the end of the school year?”

“I think you might just be cursed, Marinette.” Chat agrees. The lot of them are finally able to stop, now deeper in the catacombs than expected, it’s a light miracle that they can see anything down here. 

“Wait, you knew too?”

“Remember Catalyst?” Chat shrugs “Part of the reason why Master Fu revealed himself to all of you guys before Christmas.”

“Things are getting more serious,” Ladybug adds in, as Viperion sets her down. “Hawkmoth has Le Paon, and now Scorpion, too.” 

“And that fucker is SKILLED.” Chat continues. “I don’t know if he NEEDS an Akuma upgrade to still be mobile because of his age, or if he’s just using them to outclass us, but that wasn’t cool.” 

“Luka, if you want to back out-”

“Marinette, the last thing I want to do right now is leave you all without a reset button.” ironically just as he says this there’s a flash of teal and Second Chance runs out. “But uhm… This is a lot to take in… Like a lot.” He rubs the back of his neck, looking away from Ladybug. “You’re.. You always were Ladybug. And suddenly the reason you picked me to be Viperion makes a lot more sense. And… well it explains a lot more than that actually. We’ve uh.. We’ve both got a lot on our plates, don’t we?”

“...I guess we do.” Ladybug agrees, a sort of quiet understanding passes between the two of them. A sad kind. A mutual realization. 

“Hey guys? I know this is a lot for both of you right now, but we need to get out of here before Scorpion finds us- or… Earthshaker? He had a different Akuma power than he did last time”

“Faultline?” Viperion offers in a halfhearted attempt to lighten the mood. 

It’s a name that makes sense. Faultlines trigger the cataclysmic events, and this encounter has certainly led to events that will change many things going forward. Still, it receives a small laugh from Ladybug and Chat Noir. And the three escape from the catacombs quickly thereafter. 

Waiting for them, patiently, was a small black and purple akuma, ready to be healed and ready for the Miraculous Ladybug.

We go back to the restaurant, Marinette and Luka meeting back up with Felix and Bridget, and a sheepish Adrien trailing behind them.

“Look who we found taking fanboy pictures of Ladybug, Chat Noir and Viperion.” Marinette teases. 

“I was in the neighborhood!” Adrien pouts. But Felix scoffs.

“With your control freak of a father’s schedule? Just admit you snuck out like a normal person.”

“UHM EXCUSE ME I AM A LAW ABIDING CITIZEN THANK YOU VERY MUCH!”

Bridget is watching with great humor “Please tell me he’s staying to be a fifth wheel, I love to watch Felix get like this.”

Felix turns to shoot an exasperated look towards his girlfriend, but the look doesn’t last, there’s a playful roll of his eyes when she all but grins at him. And he turns towards Adrien with a smirk and raised eyebrow shortly after. 

Adrien, in return, sticks his tongue out at his older cousin, who makes an overly dramatic show of clutching at his chest as though mortally wounded by the childish action. 

The date continues over music as a more fun romp than expected, ending on a surprising high note. But when the time comes to return home a melancholic air settles. Luka and Marinette are holding hands, but both looking away from each other, Felix and Bridget are on their own way, Adrien heads off on his own, and they’re alone to walk home.

“...We both know how tonight ends, don’t we?”

“I think we do.”

“I don’t… want it to.” 

“... Neither do I. But for now, it needs to.” A second hand is raised, cupping for the briefest of moments Marinette’s cheek. “Think of it like a rest. We need to be at our strongest. I am going to graduate soon, and we both have the weight of Paris on our shoulders, you more than me.” 

“Luka…” 

“When the war is won, if we’re both still free, we’ll find our way back to each other.” He assures her, the hand on her cheek gentle, soft. Her eyes glisten, and rather than kiss (something they both know would hurt more), he presses his forehead against hers, leaning down just a bit. “We’ll be together again, when it’s safe, if you’ll still want me then.” 

Neither want to pull away, and we fade to black on this scene, opening on a text exchange scene instead. 

Heathers

MDC: So… I broke up with Luka. 

Ceserious: YOU WHAT?!

MDC: Ok to be fair it was sort of mutual? 

Chlo: Define sort of. 

MDC: Scorpion. 

- Ten Minute Pause - 

Amberdexterous: oof

Kagagami: So he found out through the battle? 

MDC: Yeah, he did. 

MDC: He told me when the war is won, we’ll find our way back to each other. 

Ceserious: Oh Marinette...

Chlo: Aight so when are we murdering him?

Chlo: Scorpion I mean. 

Kagagami: no you didn’t

Chlo: No I didn’t

MDC: For now… I was thinking movies and ice cream sleepover? 

Amberdexterous: Get your butts over here, all of you. We’ve got the most room out of any1

Chlo: You did NOT just say any1

Amberdexterous: Y’all best believe i did. Y’all.

Chlo: LET IT GO

Amberdexterous: never

And we get a single frame end card of the girls all gathered together in the Bourgeois family’s hotel suite, gathered together in a pile with Marinette in the center, various flavors of ice cream in their arms, underneath blankets. 

Alya’s braiding Marinette’s hair much like back in The Scorpion, Kagami seems to be criticizing something about the movie, Chloe is mid bite of some chocolatey monstrosity, and Amber’s leaned with her head against Marinette’s opposite shoulder.  

But we get one more frame after that, Luka sitting on his cot back on the Liberty, Sass visible but hiding behind his guitar, Juleka curled up against his side, at an angle where she wouldn't see Sass, but still comforting. Luka’s playing a chord on his guitar, face upturned and expression hollow. 

But as the image fades we get one last scene, Scorpion, back under the catacombs where the heroes left him, He rubs his joints and groans about his age for a moment before cracking the top part of his spear off, revealing it to have a hinge, the screen inside flaring to life.

“Mme Sancour, It seems as though you were right about these children being weak in all but numbers. They escaped with the Ladybug, but they had to resort to running.” He chuckles. “Like a bunch of scared cockroaches. Truly, How have the two of you had such struggles with them?”

“Don’t underestimate your opponents, Scorpion.” Monarcha humms, but her voice is surprisingly teasing. “Though now we have you, an ace up our sleeves. Give them time, they’ll grow complacent, and then… Then we strike.” 

[i-couldnt-leave-my-best-girl]

The Party Crashers

Word Count: 545, sorry more of a drabble than a fic. 

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Warnings: None that I can think besides fluff. 

A/N: For the Nonnie the other day. Sorry I didn’t post yesterday, something came up! Hope you enjoy. Rewrite of part of Episode 6 of Season 3. (Gif not mine)

“You know, could you excuse me for a moment,” you heard Sam say to Gert, as he made his way over to you guys. Glaring, Sam asked, “Exactly how long do you expect me to entertain my date?”

“As long as it takes,” Bela responded. 

“Look,” Dean started. “ there's security all over this place, alright. This is an uncrashable party without Gert's invitation, so...” 

Sam frowned and you bit back a laugh. “We can crash anything, Dean. You know this, Y/N.”

“Yeah, I know, but this is easier and it's a lot more entertaining.” Dean nudged your arm, causing both of you to snicker at Sam.

“You know there are limits to what I'll do, right,” Sam replied. 

“Aw, he’s playing hard to get, that’s cute,” you said, smirking at Sam. He frowned at you, fighting back a grin at your teasing. 

You leaned back against a wall as you watched Sam and Gert dance, Sam looking very uncomfortable. Frankly, this whole exchange was hilarious. Despite the obvious humor of the situation, you couldn’t help but feel jealousy rear its ugly head as you watched Gert grope Sam’s ass. It was stupid. You knew Sam wasn’t into Gert, and he definitely wasn’t into you. 

You watched as Sam excused himself and made his way over to you, widening his eyes at you. “Having fun,” you asked, beating down your jealousy.

“Yeah, not so much.” Sam glanced at you, then at the dance floor. “Y/N... Would you like to dance?”

Surprised, you froze. Sam wanted to dance with you? You looked at Sam and nodded your head. “Sure,” you said, smiling. 

Sam held out his hand and you took it as you walked on the dance floor. You put your hands on Sam’s shoulders and he put his on your waist. You swayed back and forth, a bit awkwardly. 

“You know, you looked a bit bored,” Sam started, raising an eyebrow at you. 

“Yeah, well, if you didn’t have anything important to do on a hunt, you’d be the same. Although, you looked less bored with Ms. Handsy over there.” You threw a glance at Gert, who in turn, was staring back at you. 

Sam looked at you, confused, before realization dawned on his face. He started to smile, “Are... are you jealous? Do you like me?”

“N-no.” You blushed and glanced away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Samuel.”

“Y/N. Look at me,” Sam said. 

You looked up to see him smiling softly at you. He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. You pulled him closer as you deepened the kiss. Eventually the two of you separated for air. 

“I’ve liked you for a while now, Y/N. Since you started hunting with us. You were this smart, badass, sarcastic, beautiful hunter, and I couldn’t help myself. I like you, Y/N, a lot.”

“I like you a lot, too, Sam.” You kissed him, again. “But you better get over there, or you’re going to compromise this hunt.”

Sam sighed. “Alright. I’m going to be wishing I was with you, especially with how pretty you look in that dress.”

“Get outta here. Stop flirting on the job,” you said, grinning. 

[pappydaddy]

Wedding Crasher (s.h)

a/n: i am loving looking through all my first fics! i remember posting them all (since it’s only been like a year). i still cannot believe how this blog grew, it amazes me. anywho, i will be revamping this by rewriting it eventually, but for now, i am just making it look like my newer fics! i will also be using this for my speak now collection when taylor releases her version of the album and when i finish the folklore/evermore and fearless collections!

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

tv show/movie: stranger things

not requested

tv show/movie: stranger things

warnings: angst with a happy ending (for steve and the reader at least)

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Y/n sat in front of her vanity, finally alone with her thoughts. Her bridal party were rushing around checking on every single little detail. Her mother was most likely off yelling that she wanted pink roses, not white lining the aisle. It seemed that everyone was fretting over trivial things when it was obvious that the Bride was having a crisis. Her Fiancé was determined that they needed to be married in her hometown, deciding that was what Y/n wanted. 

  Being in Hawkins once again brought back a lot of memories. Memories she wanted to bury deep into her mind and forget. Death, heartbreak, horror, fear. Those were paired with horrible flashbacks. The one that hit her hardest was the memory of the man she still loves with all her heart. The man who broke her heart into a million pieces when he told her he couldn’t do it anymore. The man who every inch of this damn town pushed him to the front of her mind again - no matter how hard she tries to push it back. When they were together, they were positive that they were going to be together forever. Until they weren’t. 

  Blinking the tears blurring her vision away, a single one rolled down her cheek. Wiping it away harshly, she stared at her reflection. Her eyes were dull, her face void of any emotion. Her movements were lethargic and slow as she stroked the makeup brush over her cheeks, dusting them with blush. She looked magnificent with her hair all done, her face almost completely finished. She looked so much more mature than she did last time she was in town. Her face had thinned out more, her posture improving as she molded herself into a professional woman. She wasn’t the same wide-eyed, naive little girl who left this town with a broken heart and all her possessions. 

  She didn’t want to marry Jessie, her Fiancé. Sure, he was a wonderful man. He was sweet, caring, professional and had a good future, but she didn’t love him like he loved her. No matter how far they got in their relationship, she couldn’t get over the love of her life - Steve. Everything Jessie did, she found herself comparing him to Steve. From the way he walked to the way he made her feel when they made love. Nobody was able to make her the way Steve made her feel. Her heart was heavy, a pain spreading through her chest. Steve didn’t want anything to do with her. He made that clear the day he ripped her heart out and left it broken and bleeding in her hands. 

  Taking a deep breath, she shifted in her seat, blinking before rolling the mascara wand over her eyelashes. Her eye shadow covered eyelids sparkling faintly in the bright lights bordering the mirror. She needed to forget Steve, to ignore the slideshow of memories playing like a reel in her mind. Setting the tube of mascara down, she smeared the red lipstick on her lips carefully. It was only a matter of time before her Bridesmaids burst back into the room, rushing to get her into her wedding dress. 

  Rising from her seat, pulling the sliver satin dressing robe closer before tightening the belt holding it closed. Her bare feet padded across the bridal suite towards the wardrobe that her perfectly white gown was hanging in. Pulling the beautifully crafted wooden doors open, she was greeted by the ball gown. Her dainty hand reached out, her fingers brushing against the lace details. The train was perfectly folded at the bottom of the wardrobe to avoid getting wrinkles in the fabric. It was a beautiful dress, but she didn’t want it either. She didn’t want a large, puffy dress with capped sleeves or sleeves at all. Her mother insisted on this one and since she was settling for her husband, what would it matter if she settled for her dress too. 

  The door opened, but Y/n didn’t pull her eyes from her dress as guilt and sadness settled in her stomach. “I was wondering what was taking you guys so long. I need to get into my dress.” She said as the door softly closed behind whoever just walking in. She had assumed it was her bridesmaids, freaking out that the Bride still wasn’t dressed. 

  “You’ll look beautiful in it,” The voice that spoke was masculine, soft and certainly didn’t belong to one of her bridesmaids. She stilled, her hand pausing as it trailed over her dress. The voice, though she hadn’t heard it in so many years, she instantly knew. Her heart jumped happily, but it broke once again all at the same time. “Just like I always dreamed of.” It spoke again at her silence. 

  Clearing her throat, she turned around, her hand dropping from her dress as she collected herself. “What are you doing here, Steve?” She asked, finally looking at him. Her breath hitched at the sight of him, but she tried to disguise it, not wanting him to know that he still effected her - to know that she still loved him. He had also matured, but somehow, he still looked exactly the same. The same bushy, floppy hair that Y/n had loved to run her fingers through. His big brown eyes that held the mysteries of the world in them. 

  “I heard you were in town and I had to come see you.” He told her, his eyes trailing over her. The way her curled hair cascaded over her shoulders made her look like an angel to him, the sunlight shining through the windows forming a halo in her hair. 

  “Why? Last time I checked, you were the one who left me,” She reminded him, her hands fidgeting with the dangling part of her robe belt. As much as she wanted to, she couldn’t look away from him. She couldn’t help but notice of his eyes missed the goofy gleam that were normally held in them. “Usually after someone says they don’t want to be with you, they don’t show up at your wedding.” 

  “I know, I spent two days arguing with myself and the kids about if I should do this or not,” He sent a tentative smile towards her at the mention of the kids what weren’t really kids anymore. Y/n couldn’t help the corner of her mouth twitching into a tiny little smile when he brought the kids up. They were all invited to the wedding. She wanted Max and El to be part of her bridal party, but her mother refused, saying that having children as bridesmaids wouldn’t make Jessie’s snobbish family happy. Jessie also backed her mother up and wouldn’t let them be seated close to the alter either. “I just need to know if you love him. If you love this guy.” Steve’s voice broke slightly, tears blurring his vision. 

  “Of course I love him!” She said too quickly and too defensively. She knew her mistake the second she said it. With anyone else, it would have been able to slip by, but Steve knew her inside out. Her hands dropped the belt, her eyes wide. Steve took a step towards her, his sneaker squeaking against the fancy hardwood floor. Jessie’s family paid for everything while her mother planned everything. Neither of the family’s spared a single expense, pulling out all the stops. Money was no issue for Jessie’s family. 

  “No you don’t,” He muttered, taking another step towards her, slowly closing the vast difference between the as she stood still. Part of her wanted him to reach her, to grab her and kiss her like he did when they were younger. “I can tell by your voice and by how you don’t have the glow you get when your happy.” He stopped, the space between them only a foot smaller, someone could still parallel park a car between then and have room to spare. 

  “Jessie is my Fiancé, I love him, Steve.” She tried to deny, but she knew there was no use. He could read her like a book. He was always able to. 

  “Do you love him or does your mother love him?” He posed the question, taking another small step towards the girl he was trying to win back. After all those years, he yearned for her to come back to town, if only to pass through, but alas, she never did. Until now. Her wedding day. Her mother didn’t waste a second to leave town behind her daughter, leaving Steve with no way to find her. The kids were too mad at him for breaking Y/n’s heart to give her information to him. If it weren’t for Steve finding Dustin’s invitation, he wouldn’t even know she was going to be in town, let alone getting married. 

  Y/n tightened her jaw, not wanting to answer his question. Her silence was enough of an answer for Steve. “I made a mistake five years ago. I was scared and young, I was overwhelmed by my feelings for you and my parents were telling me that I was only a kid and I didn’t know what love was,” Steve gushed, his eyes pleading with her. “They told me that we weren’t going to last and I believed them. I believed them so much that I let them convince me to break up with you, but you have to know that I regret that day and I will regret forever because I love you and I’m never going to stop.” He ranted, taking a bigger step towards her. 

  Her eyes were glued to his. She believed every word leaving his mouth with all her heart, but she couldn’t do anything about it. This was her wedding day. In a few hours, she was going to be walking down the aisle towards her Fiancé. “I don’t love him,” She answered his earlier question verbally. Gulping, she took a deep breath, closing her eyes. Her shoulders dropped as she exhaled, her eyes opening once again to see Steve still staring at her, his watery eyes flicking over every feature of her face. “I love you. I never stopped loving you despite you breaking my heart. I only dated Jessie to try and get over you and I ended up too deep into the relationship before I realized that I was never going to get over you.” Tears rolled down her face, her lip quivering uncontrollably. She was finally letting everything she felt out. Steve was always her confidant, her safety blanket. The person she felt the most comfortable around, the person she told everything to, the person who knew everything about her. 

  “Then come with me right now. Leave Jessie, don’t even walk down the aisle, don’t put that dress on. Run away with me, because you can bet your ass that I will get in there and ruin that wedding,” Steve spoke with such passion. His voice went soft, his eyes softening. “Because I am not going to lose you again.” 

  “I-” She started to say, but she stopped, her mouth open as she thought it over. 

  “Please, Y/n, I love you, you love me. We’ll run away and I’ll move out to the city with you, I’ll go anywhere as long as I’m with you. Just please don’t walk down that aisle.” He spilled his heart out, his throat dry. His heart thumped on his rib-cage painfully. He honestly didn’t expect for her to tell him she still loved him. He just couldn’t let her get married without knowing how he felt and he couldn’t live with himself if he let her marry someone she didn’t love. 

  “I want to, I want to so badly.” Her shoulders shook as she started to break down. She had a way to live the life she wanted with the man she loved, but she knew that so much time and money went into this wedding. So many people were making sure everything is perfect, what would they think if she just ran away? 

  “Then do it, baby,” Steve’s voice broke. “Just come with me and we can live the life we talked about when we were younger. Your mother will get over it and if she doesn’t, we can ignore her like my parents. I can’t let you get married when I know you’d rather be with me. I’m not going to give up like I did five years ago, and I’m going to be the one you’re walking down the aisle to, not him.” 

  “Our relationship never was a traditional one, I guess this is fitting to us,” She let out a wet chuckle as she wiped at her cheeks, trying to keep her makeup intact. She was certainly glad that she used waterproof eye makeup. Sniffling, she blinked away her tears, smiling at Steve who was silent as he watched her with hopeful eyes. “Let’s do it, Harrington, let’s run away together.” He smiled wide at her words, walking briskly towards her, closing the distance rapidly. His arms wound around her waist, pulling her flush against him. His lips crashed against hers, her hands instantly flying to cup his face. It was almost like no time had gone by as their lips moved against each other, molding together perfectly. A perfect fit. Y/n felt just like a teenager again, the feelings she had five years ago rushing back. 

  Her back curved as she danced on her tip toes while Steve curved his back to match her, keeping them pressed up against each other. Y/n giggled into the kiss, smiling as they pulled away, still in each other’s arms. “Let’s get out of here,” Steve smiled, unwrapping himself from her. “Do you have any clothes?” He looked around the bridal suite for something for her to change into. 

  “Just the wedding dress.” She jabbed her thumb in the direction of the hanging dress. The doorknob rattled, making the pair snap their eyes towards it. The knob rattled more before the person on the other side started to slap the door with their palms. 

  “Y/n, why is this door locked? We need to get your dress on!” She heard the voice of her Maid of Honor on the other side, her palm hitting the door harder. Biting her red painted lip, she thought of the fly. Steve gave her a panicked look, waiting for her to do something. 

  “I’m busy trying to settle some nerves! Did you by any chance make sure the carpet doesn’t have any winkles in it that I can trip on?” She yelled through the door, needing her to leave. The banging stopped, but Y/n was positive she was still there. Sitting on the couch, she slipped her heels on, needing something to wear on her feet. 

  “I have no idea! I will check on that, Y/n.” She called through the door, the sound of her heels clicking wildly as she walked away, a mission set in her mind. Y/n stood up, her heels on her feet and a smile on her face. Steve stood there, looking at her with his hand stretched out for her to grab. 

  “Come on, L/n, we don’t have much time to make our escape,” He told her. She grabbed his hand, prompting him to lead her to the door. Their hearts were soaring, adrenaline pumping through their veins at the thought of being caught. Unlocking the door, his hand grasped the door handle, pausing before he twisted it. He looked back at her, the goofy gleam in his eyes once again. Her eyes sparkled at the sight of it and neither of them could wipe the wide smiles off their faces. “I love you so damn much.” Steve muttered softly. 

  “I love you too.” Her tone matched him. Turning back to face the door, Steve twisted the handle, opening the door and poking his head out. He scanned the hall carefully, before leading Y/n out, the pair of them rushing down the hall towards the stairwell, knowing everyone was taking the elevators. Their heart hammered against their chests and they kept throwing nervous looks over their shoulders. Their fast footsteps were loud in the echoing, bleak stairwell as they rushed down two flights of stairs, bursting out of the staff entrance. The nice summer air hitting Y/n’s bare legs that weren’t covered by her dressing robe. 

  Steve pulled her towards his car that was most likely illegally parked, but he didn’t care. “You still have the BMW?” She asked, perking her eyebrow at him as he yanked her door open, looking around nervously to check for anyone who would try and stop them. Steve ignored her, helping her slide into the car while keeping her robe tight to her. Steve rushed around to his side, sliding in and slamming the door. 

  “I can’t believe you agreed to come with me, I honestly thought you were going to marry that guy no matter what,” Steve told her, tearing out of the parking lot, speeding down the road. “I’m glad I crashed your wedding and got you back.” He admitted, his hand coming off the steering wheel to rest on her thigh, just like he did when they were younger. She looked down at his hand, smiling lightly before looking back at Steve who kept his eyes on the road. 

  “I’m glad you still loved me, I thought I was going to be stuck in that dreadful life forever.” She sighed, settling back into the seat. Steve scoffed, glancing at her quickly. 

  “Like I would let that happen,” He remarked, looking back at the road. “We’re Steve and Y/n, we’re meant to be together! Everyone knows that!” He exclaimed. Y/n laughed, nodding. 

  “We’re Steve and Y/n alright,” She agreed, smiling widely. “Wedding Crasher and Runaway Bride, together forever.”