#possessive adrien

[bigfatbreak]

What does Tom think of Emilie after meeting her?

the only Agreste he's not massively disappointed with is Adrien himself. It's a good thing that's the only one he plans on sparing.

[anna-scribbles]

some emilies that haunted my notebook this semester

[seas-of-silver]

For the ask game: "Stop with these ridiculous lies Dupain-Cheng, I saw you detransform!"

‘Stop with these ridiculous lies, Dupain-Cheng, I saw you detransform!’

Chloé smirked when the girl finally stopped avoiding her.

‘I saw your kwami and I know you’re Ladybug, and there’s nothing-’

Her heart jumped to her throat when Dupain-Cheng whirled around and pinned her to the wall with a hand covering her mouth, no doubt smudging her designer lipstick. She would’ve complained about the outrageous offence if it wasn’t for the intense glare that struck her like lightning.

‘Can you just stop yelling that for one second?’ Dupain-Cheng hissed quietly, her voice filled with a ferocity Chloé couldn’t help but comply with. The baker girl scanned the space around her before saying, ‘Come with me.’

Chloé scoffed. ‘As if. You-’

‘Now.’

The order sent a zing up Chloé’s spine. The person in front of her wasn’t some inferior unimportant insect of a school girl, but a general, a fearless leader born by trials of fire and hardened by fighting on the frontline of countless battlefields. Chloé followed silently.

They walked out of the school and into a secluded alley where Dupain-Cheng became Ladybug before her very eyes, wrapped an arm around her and zipped her way across the city. They landed somewhere entirely unfamiliar to Chloé, some weird disgusting abandoned warehouse or something, and Chloé only had enough time to register Ladybug sending some sort of message on her Bug Phone before her back slammed into something metal.

‘Ow! What the hell, Dupain-Cheng?’ Chloe cried out, feeling the magical yo-yo wrapping around her, securing her to a metal post.

‘Do not call me that when I’m suited up, you know the rules, Chloé,’ Ladybug commanded, catching the end of her yo-yo in her free hand. Her glare hardened. ‘Though, you don’t really care for the rules, do you?’

Chloé seethed at the slight.

‘How dare you! I did care!’ Chloé bit back, pulling at the unrelenting restraints. ‘When I found Pollen, I kept her safe and tried to learn from her so I could help you! And when Hawk Moth came after me, I fought back!’

‘You sold out our entire team to Hawk Moth!’ Ladybug retorted.

‘YOU ABANDONED ME!’ Chloé screamed, hot tears streaming down her face. ‘You knew Hawk Moth was targeting me relentlessly! Day and night for weeks on end! I couldn’t let my guard down for even one second, otherwise I would be under his spell! It was like he knew me, Ladybug - like actually knew me! He targeted every weak spot he could find; it was only a matter of time before I would break! I’m only human, Ladybug!’

‘Oh? And what about after Miracle Queen?’ Ladybug asked evenly, not much more than a red blob through her tears. ‘You weren’t being attacked then.’

‘I was hurt. I was angry. How could I not be?’ Her voice warbled as she sobbed. ‘I followed you, believed in you, and you left me high and dry. I had akumas tracking my every move and attempting to possess me - I even had one latch onto me, but instead of submitting, I threw it off!’

Chloé could’ve sworn Ladybug looked shocked at that. She hoped she was.

‘I thought that after everything I did for you, that I would have proved myself worthy to you, that you could believe in me too,’ she continued, ‘but no. You dismissed me at every turn and kept telling me I would never be Queen Bee again. The least you could do was tell me why! But you didn’t! My own parents were akumatised, and you wouldn’t even let me save them! How could I be loyal to you any longer when you couldn’t even let me do that much?’

‘M’lady! I got your emergency message- uh… why is Chloé tied up and why are you both crying?’

Chloé tried to blink her tears away, to see if the newly-arrived Chat Noir was telling the truth.

‘I’m fine,’ Ladybug obviously lied, her face suspiciously wet, ‘but we have a problem. Chloé knows who I am now.’

‘What?’ Chat Noir asked, shocked. ‘How?’

‘Remember when I had to go recharge mid-fight earlier today?’ Ladybug asked and Chat Noir nodded. ‘Chloé, for some godforsaken reason-’

‘Oi!’

‘-had decided to hide in the very alley I was recharging in,’ Ladybug continued, as if she hadn’t heard Chloé. ‘I thought the alley was clear, but apparently not. Once the battle was over, Chloé hounded me about knowing my identity, and when I denied it or ignored her, she got louder to try and draw my attention, and I was concerned she was going to grab other people’s attention too, so I brought her here.’

‘Okay, but why the yo-yo?’ Chat Noir asked, and Ladybug scoffed.

‘Have you forgotten that she betrayed us and our team to Hawk Moth?’ she asked hotly. ‘Or that she’s been behind many of the recent akumatisations and attacks recently?’

‘No, I just thought it was a bit of overkill,’ that stupid cat said placatingly, which only riled Ladybug up further.

‘Overkill?’ she echoed venomously. ‘Our biggest betrayer now knows my identity! I’m compromised and she’s a massive liability! She’s been my own personal tormentor for years, and now she holds the key to our demise if she hands that information over to the magical terrorist she’s now buddy-buddies with!’

‘She bullied you too?’ Chat Noir asked, surprised, before shaking his head at Chloé with disapproval. ‘Oh, Chloé.’

Chloé hated how Chat Noir said that, especially because of how his disappointment hit her. Somehow, it felt almost as effective as Adrien talking to her like that.

‘As I said, I would never have joined Hawk Moth if you had just trusted me,’ Chloé retorted angrily.

‘Trusted you? Trusted you?’ Ladybug’s eyes were flaming with fury, her voice and posture ablaze with rage - Chloé would’ve taken cover if she could’ve. ‘Do you have any idea how hard it was for me to trust you? You, who had tormented me for years. You, who has orchestrated the traumas that have and will haunt me for the rest of my life. You, who has blatantly, unashamedly and relentlessly targeted me, my friends and my family just for your own personal satisfaction. Hell! I can’t even ask out the guy I like because of what you did to me with the last guy I liked! And you wanted me to trust you more than I already did?’

Well, when she worded it like that, Chloé found it hard to find a rebuttal.

‘You should be grateful that I even gave you the chance to be Queen Bee,’ Ladybug spat, ‘let alone trusted you enough for you to hold that title more than once. Did you know your biggest champions were Chat Noir and Adrien?’

Chat Noir looked a little abashed at the sudden mention of him, and confused by the mention of Adrien.

‘Whenever my belief that you were changing for the better was starting to wane, those two held strong in their belief in you, and helped me believe in you, too,’ Ladybug continued. ‘I even convinced the Guardian before me that you deserved another chance. It was near impossible for me to trust you, but I was getting there, slowly but surely. I’ll admit I made mistakes, some cost me and the team dearly, but even when I fail, I will continue to fight because it’s the right thing to do, and I would rather die than let Shadow Moth win.’

Chat Noir nodded solemnly in agreement, which made Chloé wonder if she was missing some understanding about the gravity of this magical war, or if these two were just wayyyy too intense about being superheroes.

‘Surely it’s not that dire, seriou-‘

‘Chlo, Shadow Moth winning means he could wipe out our current reality and rewrite it entirely,’ Chat Noir said, no trace of his trademark humour to be found (effectively cutting off her objection to him using Adrien’s nickname for her). ‘Life as we know it could cease to exist - we could cease to exist…permanently.’

Chloé gulped nervously. Were the stakes always that high?

‘This is not a game, it never has been,’ Ladybug said darkly. ‘So the question is: now that you know who I am, what do we do with you?’

[passive-agrestive]

what is adrien agreste but the rose bride, blonde-man version

[fizzytoo]

happy birthday, adrien <3

and this shot of adrien digging his nails into rua's back..... good for him good for him

[monpetitchattriste]

Something about them being cringe and emo

[sentient-stove]

“He hugged me! He never does that, I literally have to schedule dinner with him weeks in advance.”

“Oh shit yeah, he’s definitely possessed.” Danny agreed as he stuck a hand into his thigh, pulling out the spare thermos he’d stored there. The cap was a bit dented but otherwise fine, meaning he could probably still use it. “Happens to the worst of them unfortunately. But at least ya got a haunt and ecto-expert here.”

Adrien’s face fell, shoulders slumping. “Is it too much to hope it was a belated change of heart?”

“Absolutely.”

“Bummer.” The teenage model said. “I was going to ask if I could maybe eat lunch with him tomorrow instead of in a month and a half.”

Wow. Danny was tempted to ask Adrien if he could switch Mr Agreste out for Vlad. Vlad would love actually having a kid who wanted his attention and mediocre parenting skills. He voiced none of this however, having enough tact to not stuff his foot in his mouth yet.

“Hella bummer. On the plus side, wanna trap your daddy dearest in a thermos with me?”

[metalatias5]

some time ago I asked for suggestions for a SixFanarts challenge both here and on Twitter and before I knew it I had nine suggestions, so..

here we go, it’s finally done! ^^

(and I finally had an excuse to draw Hunter with heterochromia, pff)

[compassmili]

hey. go do shit. doesn't have to be a big thing just go do a thing.

Coughs. I drew more John bush instead of my actual responsibilities.

[yayayachi]

Oh to be manipulated and possessed by your father figure :)

[melloweentea]

[bigfatbreak]

In the Villain Dad AU, does Lila work with Viceroy? Or is she beneath his radar?

Viceroy doesn't like using children in his schemes, unlike Hawkmoth. Adrien is allowed to be Caspases because he's around Marinette enough to stand sentinel for her, and he also knows Nathalie and Gorilla are trustworthy enough that they would give him a heads up if Adrien was useless. He very rarely uses kids in his plans, unless its there's no other choice - or unless they rightfully demand it.

[ninjnerd-anaklusmos]

I was a boy in Paris doing alright, then I became a freaking cat overnight!

Now I gotta figure out how to do this right, so much to learn and see!

Out of the estate with my new family, in a school that's just for those in poverty, a whole messed up world is waiting for me!

IM SO EXCITED TO BE.

Adrien Agreste!

I'm finding out what being normal's all about!

Adrien Agreste!

Making my way, it's a new near-death everyday

Adrien!

It's gonna be my time, to show my dad that I'm not WORTHLESSSSSSS

[wordsofrowan]

The Shadow Court

Chapter 3 - A Shadow of a Doubt

Adrien's room felt like a pressure cooker, his frustration boiling over with each passing second. He angrily threw his bag across the room, not caring where it landed, a physical manifestation of his mounting jealousy and hurt.

"Ow!" Plagg exclaimed, materializing out of the bag. "What's gotten into you, kid?"

Adrien scowled, his voice dripping with bitterness. "I don't know, Plagg. I just can't wrap my head around it. Marinette is changing, and it feels like she's purposely pushing everyone away, including me. And now, I see her smiling and laughing with some unknown driver. It's like she's forgotten all about us, all about me."

He sighed heavily, sinking onto his bed as a mix of jealousy and hurt clouded his thoughts. The image of Marinette's smile with someone else gnawed at his heart, fueling his irrational emotions.

Adrien sat there, consumed by his own insecurities, his mind racing with doubts and uncertainties. The need to confront Marinette burned within him, an urgent desire to understand the reasons behind her actions.

Restlessness coursed through his veins, compelling Adrien to rise from his bed and pace back and forth in his room. Plagg observed him with a mixture of curiosity and concern, aware of the tumultuous storm brewing within his holder.

"I have to talk to her," Adrien muttered, his voice tinged with determination laced with a hint of possessiveness. "I can't let this go on any longer. I need to know what's going on, no matter how difficult the truth may be."

Plagg floated closer, his expression somber. "Just be careful, Adrien. Remember, jumping to conclusions and letting jealousy guide your actions won't help. Approach her with an open mind, listen to her side of the story, and try to understand her perspective."

Adrien's eyes glinted with resolve as he called upon his transformation. "Plagg, Claws Out!" In a flash of black, he transformed into Chat Noir, his heart heavy with emotions he couldn't ignore. Determined to confront Marinette and find the answers he sought, he set off toward her house, hoping that the conversation ahead would offer clarity and bring them closer or expose the cracks in their bond.

Chat Noir arrived at Marinette’s house, his heart pounding with a mix of anticipation, anxiety, and jealousy. He stood outside on the familiar balcony that he had stood on many times, hesitating for a moment before mustering the courage to knock. Memories of moments shared between him and his princess had him clenching his fist tightly, his mind consumed by possessive thoughts. The sound of his knock reverberated through the quiet street, but there was no response. Chat Noir grew increasingly impatient, his desire to talk to Marinette, to figure out why she was changing overpowering any respect for her boundaries. He decided to take matters into his own hands and see if the door was unlocked, not caring about invading her privacy. 

To his delight, the door was unlocked, granting him access to Marinette's personal space. He scanned the room, his heart aching as he noticed some of the subtle differences in her room. To anyone else, the difference may have been small, but to him, it hit like a boulder. He noticed the absence of pictures featuring him and their classmates, causing a surge of anger and jealousy coursed through his veins. How dare she remove the evidence of their connection? It only fueled his determination to reclaim his place in her life, no matter the cost.

Chat Noir decided to sit on her bed and wait for the girl to arrive, he needed to speak to her and he would not wait to see her another day. Hours passed as he waited, the rain continuing to pour outside, serving as a backdrop to his introspective thoughts.

Just as Chat Noir felt his eyelids drooping, a burst of light flooded the room, alerting him to Marinette's presence. He sat up abruptly, his gaze locked on her as she entered, her hair wrapped in a towel and her clothes drenched from the rain. The sight of her disheveled appearance stirred a mix of conflicting emotions within him.

"Marinette," he said, his voice filled with a possessive edge that he couldn't suppress. "Why did you keep me waiting? I needed to talk to you. Where have you been?" His words were tinged with a demanding tone as if he believed she owed him an explanation for her actions.

Marinette's expression shifted from surprise to a mixture of concern and discomfort. She took a step back, a subtle hint of unease in her eyes. "Chat Noir, what are you doing in my room? How did you even get in?"

Ignoring her questions, Chat Noir stood up and closed the distance between them, his presence overwhelming. "Why did you remove the pictures, Marinette? The ones that showed your friends and Adrien? Are you trying to push your friends away?" His voice dripped with accusation, his jealousy and possessiveness fueling his words.

Marinette's eyes blazed with defiance as she crossed her arms over her chest, meeting Chat Noir's gaze head-on. "Oh, please. I have every right to cut them out of my life after everything they've done to me! I refuse to let people walk all over me and dictate my happiness."

Chat Noir's anger surged, his possessiveness pushing him further into a state of agitation. "But they're your friends, Marinette! They care about you. And what about Adrien? Are you pushing him away too?"

A flicker of hurt passed through Marinette's eyes, her voice laced with disappointment and frustration. "They're the ones who pushed me away! They have done nothing but bully and harass me over some lying manipulative person. I will not stand by and continue to let this happen. I've found people who actually care about me. I thought you did too, but it seems you're just like them."

"I'm just trying to look out for you, Marinette, so you don't make a mistake and ruin your life," Chat Noir said, his voice tinged with a patronizing tone as he stood towering over Marinette. "Someone has gotten into your head, filling it with all these crazy ideas. Just apologize to Lila, apologize to the class, and you can go back to being the Marinette we all know and love."

Marinette's eyes narrowed, her anger boiling beneath the surface. She stood her ground, refusing to back down. "Chat Noir, you're not seeing the bigger picture here. This is about standing up for myself, about refusing to tolerate mistreatment. I won't apologize for defending the truth and setting boundaries."

Chat Noir's frustration grew, his voice sharp with disbelief. "But Marinette, you're pushing everyone away. You're isolating yourself. Can't you see how much you're changing?"

A flicker of hurt passed through Marinette's eyes, her voice steady but filled with determination. "I am changing, Chat Noir. I'm growing, learning, and becoming stronger. I won't allow anyone to manipulate or control me anymore. If that means making tough decisions and losing people along the way, then so be it. I refuse to compromise my self-worth."

"Whatever," Chat Noir retorted, his voice tinged with bitterness and disappointment. "If you're just going to push everyone away and ruin yourself, then I won't stay here and watch."

Marinette's gaze hardened, her resolve strengthening as she met his eyes. She stood tall, no longer reliant on his validation or support. She had found her own strength within, and she didn't need Chat Noir to define her worth.

"Fine," Marinette replied, her voice steady. "I don't need you to understand or approve of my choices. I'm taking control of my life, even if it means standing alone."

Chat Noir's surprise was evident as he glanced back at her, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. He realized that the Marinette before him was no longer the same girl who had once sought his approval and validation. She had evolved into a spiteful vindictive woman, who was willing to just destroy her own life.

Without another word, Chat Noir turned and left, his departure no longer holding any power over Marinette. She stood there, watching him disappear into the night, a mixture of sadness and relief washing over her.

XoXo Rowan

[imminent-danger-came]

It's so funny seeing miraculous lb trend right now and seeing all the fans be like "Oh my god!!!! It's so terrible here!" and I'm over here with lmk and tdp like. Oh god. You all don't even know

[captain-harpo]

If kagami.... then chloe.... must... but she couldn't be.... no.... could she???