#quantic blonds

[goldensmilingbird]

Hmm, I kinda like the idea of Bri telling her version of Alya her identity (or at least Alya having her suspicions and Bri confirming them), while Allegra figures out Felix's identity on her own, but doesn't tell him at first, because Felix at the beginning of his arc would keep to himself and probably not look for advice or emotional support. Plus he doesn't even want to be Chat Noir at this point, much less for someone else to know. Then, when he starts to self-isolate less, they can have a honest conversation and rebuild their friendship (I'm weak for them being childhood friends 🥺)

[taldigi]

In your relationship "board", who is the blond guy related to Félix (that seems that he's from his family)?

Gorgeous Nathan from the gym club.

Nathan was the previous name for one of the oldest versions of chat Noir. We're not sure if it was just a misreporting or if it really was his name but the version of Chat Noir that exists in the mini menace era /quantic kids era is often referred to as Nathan.

I like to depict him as an amalgamate of all of chat's worst traits. Largely because a huge amount of art does depict him as pushy and aggressive and kind of mean. He was the one that was annoyed by/is mean to Marinette.

But... He makes a real fun villian. If ML is supposed to be a romcom, he's the "bad boyfriend" character. He's selfish, he's blunt, he doesn't take no for an answer, he's inattentive to other's needs unless they serve his own, and oh my god he's so beautiful, and his smile makes your heart melt!

It's no wonder Marinette falls for him. How terrifying for our heroine. But what a great opportunity to tell a story, and to have her learn a lesson.

[princess-of-the-corner]

Allegra was one of the Quantic Kids, and to my knowledge she was a blonde teen girl ally to Maribug who was a separate one from Amber, which, if I'm remembering correctly, was the possible name for the blonde girl in that one piece of concept art of her, Marinette, and probably-beta-Alya at a fashion show

fuck if I know anymore

[luna-sketches]

Can you draw a small comic of Felix and Allegra? I've always think they look good with each other together!

I have a feeling that this might not be what you're asking for, but yea, this happened :-O

[luna-memoria]

Hi. I know it is gonna be my exams in less than two weeks but. An accident occurred and now there are 1.4k words of Allegra and Felix. There is a 99.9% chance this is gonna be one of those AUs where I write like once and never get back to again, but we'll see. For now please enjoy what I have here ;)

..

It is sometime in the night, a late Friday night or maybe Saturday morning, and Allegra is packing her bags in the most rushed but careful way she can manage, not wanting to wake anyone.

It weird, really. She's spent so much time thinking of this, planning this that she was sure she'd know exactly what to pack when she finally made up her mind. And yet, here she is, hesitating on stupid things like which outfit to bring or whether or not should she take her flute or her guitar. She had pictured it quite differently, like maybe just a quick ten minutes or less to swoop up some necessities and then grabbing her car keys and being on her way. Now she can just picture one of those Expectations versus Reality memes the internet loves so much, except it's just. Well. Her.

It's frustrating.

Honestly speaking, she doesn't even know what prompted her to make this decision. Like, most people probably don't lie in bed late at night and think oh, I should totally take my car and run away from home for like, a weekend and do whatever the heck I like sometime. Seems fun. But the whole idea seemed so appealing to her somehow, perhaps due to her half-asleep brain at the time, or maybe it's just the really sad fact that she's never had the chance to act as a normal rebellious teenager. It's hard to, with family expectations and whatnot, but lately there's just something she can't get off her chest, and this may possibly be what she needs right now.

In the end, she takes both instruments and a rather small, ratty duffel bag and slings it over her back, slips outside into the garage quietly. She feels almost like a thief in her own house as her cool hands fumble for her car keys. The night is cold and dark and she can see the city lights not so far away.

But soon, I'll be somewhere I can't see any of this at all, she thinks, somewhat excited and comforted by this thought.

She checks her cell phone. A plan comes to her.

..

"What the hell."

Felix is standing there, hard to see with the shadows cast over his face from behind the window. His hair is a wild mess - she somehow manages to make this out, which definitely says something about how obviously different that birdnest hair is from Felix's usual prim and proper appearance. Allegra suddenly understands why he always took that long to get ready the mornings after he stayed at her house for piano lessons. She twirls her braid nervously, trying to find the right words. They don't come to her, but she tries to put them together anyway.

"Wait a sec," she whispers sharply, then proceeds to climb the tree next to Felix's window. This fills her with a sense of familiarity - she used to do this, back when they talked. Each time her mother arranged for her to attend an event she didn't like, she would sneak out and hide in Felix's room and only return the following morning to her mother's exasperated expression. Felix never complained or expressed signs that he enjoyed her impromptu visits, only ever carrying on with his reading or whatever else he was in the middle of. But she'd liked to imagine sometimes, that maybe behind her back he actually appreciated her presence. Perhaps. But now, looking back, it might really be the case, Allegra thinks. She wonders why she never thought of it - even back then, Felix's father had been always buried in work, and he almost never had the time to pick Felix up after his piano lessons. Why would it be different on the normal days? There must have been a reason a kid like Allegra could so easily sneak into the mansion of the prestigious Agreste family.

Wind howls in the background as Allegra makes her way up, further away from the ground. Looking at the thin branches makes her chew on her lip, anxious. As a kid, she had never thought of the possibility of falling. It had seemed impossible back then, when this - climbing a tree - was supposed to be a simple task. A few leaves are stuck in her hair when she makes it next to the window, the same level as Felix. He gives her a somewhat dirty look. His eye mask is fixed on his forehead, his tired grey-blue eyes barely peeking through from beneath the mask. There is a faint scent of maybe coffee from his room, though Allegra cannot be sure.

"If you were planning on climbing up here in the first place, then what was the point of hurling a rock to my window?" he asks, pulling the eye mask off his head and tossing it behind him onto his bed, revealing a rather irritated expression; crosses his arms. "What do you want?"

She gives him a toothy grin. "C'mon, don't tell me you can't tolerate a bit of mischief, if just for old time's sake."

He returns her a pointed look, like if he stared long enough he would get his answer. He gives up a minute later and sighs. "I really do hope that's not the reason you are outside my house at such an ungodly hour." He pauses for a bit, turns inside to check the time. "It's three AM."

"Hush, you're gonna wake your father-"

"-He's not around to hear this," snaps Felix. He goes silent for a brief moment and shrinks back into the darkness of the bedroom, but regains his composure quickly enough, his tough exterior coming back out. He does do an excellent job of hiding his anxiety, even back then as a kid, Allegra notes sadly. "I mean, he's busy with work. So he's not around and probably won't be home for the time being."

Words fail her for a moment. Lately every time she interacts with him she's greeted with this - tough barbs that threaten to stab her if she closes in too much for his comfort, and it makes her want to grip him by the collar and yell at him or maybe offer a hug and comfort. This is why she's here. She's going to change things. She'll either have to get used to him dropping a dark and depressing remark every now and then, or get his mind occupied with something else. The choice is obvious.

"Okay, how about- forget about that guy. I'm here with an offer. An invitation to go on a roadtrip with me. What do you say?"

He stops, hair falling back onto his face. "What?"

"You heard me."

"What. You expect me to believe that you would ask me to accompany you on a roadtrip during the middle of the night? Why?"

"Teenage rebellion," she tells him with no hesitation, like it's the most reasonable thing ever. He gives her one of the most long-suffering stares she's seen from him.

"You're crazy. Go back home."

He starts to retreat and reach for the windows to close them, but Allegra is fast and even more so when she's determined.

"You know I'm serious. You know me well enough to tell. And when do I ever say anything I don't mean?"

This gets a somewhat considering expression on him, and then he's brushing away his messy bangs and asking quietly, "you're all set, then."

"Yep."

"You're not kidding."

"I thought we just established that, but yep, if you needed that confirmation."

"I am going to regret this decision tomorrow and blame it on you."

"I'll just tell you to blame your half-awake self at three AM then. But you'll have fun, I promise."

A small hmph sound escapes him. "It lasts for the entire weekend."

More weirdly phrased questions that sound more like statements, but questions nevertheless. Interest seems to be getting to him. She feels her grin widen.

"That's the plan for now."

"No unexpected crimes."

She huffs. "My name is not Claude Haprele, I'm afraid." And it's not like those "crimes" Haprele gets up to are actually anything serious either - mostly just stuff like vandalism and maybe a few unlawful entries here and there. She doesn't know him that well, at least not yet, but trouble seems to follow that boy everywhere he goes, or maybe he and his best friend Allan are just creators of trouble. Felix always appears to be annoyed at this, but Allegra suspects that the feeling is not all annoyance.

"I'll go get my stuff," he says gruffly, and Allegra has to hold in her delight with everything she's got.

"Great. See you in ten."

"Five is enough, Allegra," he says, eyes twinkling. "But thanks."

..

[star-ocean-peahen]

Quantic Kids?? 👀

aaaaaaaaaa yeah im not sure how much you know about ml but back when the show was in production they had this concept art of a little band of main characters that looked like this:

Sorry about the image quality, but blonde at the table on the right was Felix, the current Cat Noir, and the little Chinese girly at the table was the current Ladybug.

Anyway, it looked like this group was gonna be a core team, since there was also concept art of the middle kids like this:

And even though the show ended up going in a completely different direction, those characters still captured the hearts of a lot of fans.

So I decided to write my own version of them! It never really went anywhere and is mostly just establishing the bare minimum of the characters, but MAN did I have fun with it.

[dandelionflower]

I saw on one of your post that said to send you prompts sooo... can I request A childhood friend AU either Felix or Marinette moves away and then reuniting in college in France at age 14 in Felix's school with the Quantic Kids.

It was a pretty normal day, which probably meant something was going to happen. If it wasn’t a normal day, something was bound to happen as well; life in Paris hadn’t been normal in months. It being a normal day meant that Marinette was late. Super late. Way, way, so very late she might as well be early for the next thing kind of late. So late that- (oh, she’s beginning to catch onto why she’s so late.)

She knew even as she was shoving toothpaste into her bag for Tikki and brushing her teeth with frosting (wait, switch that) that she would be late, and her erratic movements were enough to convince her parents to write her an excuse. Not that anyone could blame her; she had to deal with three akumas in one night. Three akumas. Who could blame her, or anyone for that matter, for being late when there were three emotionally-stunted teens each wreaking havoc upon the city? It was a wonder that anyone else got to class on time, except for Alya, who Marinette was pretty sure didn’t sleep.

Marinette kissed both parents goodbye, thanking them again for the excuse note. They shoved a box of pastries into her hands, as was their habit whenever she didn’t leave school fast enough.

They had done it since her first day at her new school, when she was tiny and frightened of new people; having the same best friend since birth would do that. Her father had shoved a box of macaroons in her arms and her mother placed a bracing arm on her back. They told her what to do and she tried her hardest to follow their instructions, standing up straight at the front of the class, introducing herself, and offering cookies. Unfortunately, that was the same day Chloe Bourgeois was joining public school, and compared to cookies, her offer of money to ten year-olds wasn’t all that effective. And Chloe was excellent at holding a grudge.

Of course, she ended up with friends: Alya, Nino, Adrien, and everyone in art class, but it was hard to go about her first couple years of school without anyone in her corner. Becoming Ladybug really gave her the boost of confidence she needed to break out of her shell and make new friends, and now she had a whole class full.

She stopped in the classroom to put her stuff away, pausing for a second to breathe. How was she out of shape? She’s Ladybug, for heavens’ sakes! Those three akumas really took it out of her. Luckily enough, she had gym class up next. (Can you hear the sarcasm?)

“Girl! Where have you been?” Alya smiled up at her from where she was stretching her hamstrings.

“Sorry Alya, slept in too much.” She fell into place beside her, choosing one of the more advanced stretches to accomplish instead. “Three akumas yesterday; couldn’t get much sleep.”

“You need to get over yourself, Mari. Ladybug and Chat Noir always win against the akumas, this fear of yours is ridiculous.” Alya glanced at her with an incredulous look, but when she saw her intense yoga pose, the look shifted and she yelled over her shoulder. “Adrien! Get over here! Marinette’s doing her physics-defying stuff again!”

Adrien joined them, laughing at Alya’s exaggerated despair. “It’s really not that hard. You just have to-” He fell into the position easily and began matching her movements. “There.”

“How on EARTH?” Alya shrieked and threw herself to the right, toppling into Nino, who was in a shaky warrior two. They ended up in a heap on the floor, Alya staring in horror at the two still upright and Nino staring bewildered at his girlfriend. “How are you two doing that?”

“Well, I don’t know about Marinette,” Adrien moved into an upward dog, “but father insisted that I be physically active in some way and my mother used to do yoga. So I picked it up.”

Nino leaned close to Alya’s ear. “I’m not sure whether to add this to the ‘reasons Gabriel sucks’ list or be happy he has this thing with his mom.”

“Both I guess?”

“What about you Marinette?” He moved into a handstand-like position. “Why do you know all this stuff?”

My superhero moonlighting requires me to be as stretchy as a rubber band, so my partner, who is also a furry, taught me yoga. “My first best friend and I learned tai chi, and this just felt like the next step.” Not a lie, just not why she chose yoga.

“Okay, you’re fine.” Alya pointed a finger between them both. “But next time you do something weird, I’m starting a cryptid blog about you.”

“You don’t have the guts.” Marinette leaned in and Adrien flipped down to join her. It felt familiar, like deja vu; not her crush, she killed that with fire once he started dating Kagami.

“Heey!” Nino opened his arms in front of them. “Let’s change the subject, what about that new student?”

“There’s a new student?” Marinette turned to the rest of the class, who were all stretching dutifully. No new faces whatsoever. “Where are they?”

“Not here, he went to the office over a scheduling conflict. Seems like a jerk.” Alya pulled an arm behind her head, glaring with derision in the direction of the office.

“Alya, don’t.” Adrien nudged her with a foot. “First impressions don’t mean anything, right Marinette?” He shot her a playful glance.

“Don’t remind me.”

“That one was a misunderstanding. Mister Ice Cold over there doesn’t even say a word, just nods and walks into the back of the class. At least Adrien did something and he asked for forgiveness afterwards. Frosty doesn’t even look at us.” With that final comment, Alya joined the rest of the class in dodgeball.

“Is she alright?” Adrien side-eyed her.

“Yeah, she just really hates people acting superior to her. Let’s go.” Marinette shrugged it off and joined her in picking teams.

Dodgeball was a mess; it always was. The entirety of the class had been akumatized at one point, and some of the strategic prowess remained. Marinette’s team always won, which everyone attributed to her agility, but it was really that Ladybug had more practice in strategy. The only way the teams could be considered even was if Adrien was against her.

She still won; she always won. When it was all over, each team, sweating and exhausted, gravitated to the center line to shake hands and congratulate one another on a game well played. Adrien met her in the middle with a weary smirk. His hair was disheveled, but there was a spark in his eyes that made him seem more familiar than he already was.

“I almost got you that time.” He gripped her hand tight.

“All that training with Kagami is really upping your game.” She quipped, shaking his hand. “Better luck next time.”

With that promise of another match, everyone vacated the gym to the locker rooms, where Alya continued to warn Marinette against the new student.

“Even Chloe doesn’t like him and he seems like the kind of rich boy that would be right up her alley.”

“Alya, I get it. You aren’t the new guy’s biggest fan.”

“And the feeling’s mutual too.” She griped.

“So just don’t talk to him; it works with Chloe. Why not this guy too?” She wrapped an arm around her shoulder and led her to their desk.

“Fine, but I don’t have to like it.”

“You don’t have to like him either.” She pulled out her notebook and began writing down the date.

Before Alya could make another passive aggressive comment about the mystery new boy, Miss Bustier walked in, the usual skip in her step. “Class, I know I already introduced you to our new student but since some of us weren’t here for the first period,” Marinette ducked her head with a sheepish smile, “I’ve decided there’s nothing better than a redo. So, here’s Mister Culpa, introducing himself again.”

Culpa?

A boy with pale blond hair and paler skin strode into the room. He wore what could only be called business-casual, all monochrome. His eyes were a one-in-a-million breathtaking ice blue.

Culpa?

“Hello.” His eyes scanned the room emotionlessly. “As I previously said, my name is Felix Culpa and I am from-” He stopped when he reached her. “Nette?”

“Felix.” She breathed, barely even daring to say it louder, lest he disappear.

He was a blur, climbing the steps and reaching her in the time it took her to stand. There were no words when they hugged, other than the other’s name. She was on the tips of her toes, pressing her forehead to his collarbone. Felix got tall.

“I missed you.” He whispered, squeezing just a little tighter.

“I missed you too.” She laughed, pulling back to see his face. He was crying. She was crying.

“What in Ladybug’s name is happening?” Alya’s shout broke them from whatever pocket dimension they were inhabiting together. “You two know each other?”

“Alya, this is Felix.” She turned to look at her, hand still on Felix’s shoulder. “He was my best friend from birth to ten.”

“Was?” He bumped her hip with his. “Didn’t know I’ve been replaced, Netta.”

“I couldn’t contact you after I moved! I was ten and your mom never told us what her new number was.” She punched his elbow. “What are you doing here?”

“My family moved. I didn’t know you were in this area too; imagine my surprise when I see what the current events in Paris are and find out that there are superheroes and my best friend is now a borderline celebrity.” He chuckled, running a hand through his hair.

“We have to catch up some time.” She grabbed his arm.

“Certainly, maybe not here and now, though.” He gestures to the class around them, avidly watching the exchange.

“Right.” She released his arm and rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. “Coffee and macarons later then? My place?”

“I would like nothing more.” He quirked a smile that would seem tiny to anyone else, but to Marinette was as bright as the sun. “Until then.” Felix squeezed her hand and moved to the back of the class with a little wave.

She returned it, a goofy smile definitely on her face as she sat back down.

“Well,” Miss Bustier coughed, “since Felix has been so thoroughly introduced to everyone else, I suppose I should start the lesson.” And she dove into a spiel about the first World War.

“Dang, girl. Is it just me, or do you have a date after class?” Alya whispered to her from behind her textbook.

“It’s not a date! We’re just catching up.”

“Sure.”

She spared a quick glance at Felix, who was nose-deep in his book, just like when they were kids. He had such sharp features, and upon reconsideration, his eyes looked even more beautiful than she remembered. Felix grew up just fine without her. Really fine, in fact.

It took Marinette a couple seconds to realize she was staring, and when she did, her head turned back to the front of the room so fast she swore she heard a snap.

This was... going to be complicated.

[chs-miraculous-prompts]

New Prompt: Back to the PV AU (See the rules before anything)

In this AU, the original Quantic Kids are back. (Considering they don’t have names, it’s hard to know how to refer to them).

Marinette just like in canon, is the same shy girl, who suffers bully. But, the difference, is that she has her Squad to defend her.

First, it’s her best friend, Melodie (the girl that had blonde hair, used purple, and so on). Melodie is pretty much of a theater kid. She can be dramatic, fun and outgoing. She is kind of popular, but constantly argues with Chloe (and eventually with her rival: Lila Rossi). She is part of the drama club, and wants to be a big actor someday. She eventually ends up receiving the fox miraculous.

Second, it’s the guy that would end up becoming Kid Mime (the one with brown hair). Another really close friend of Marinette, he is a bit of an artist to the group. He is basically the jokester of the group, always making jokes and being funny. He has a bit of a crush in Marinette, but she hasn’t noticed it yet. He uses the goat miraculous, but the powers are slightly different to fit the whole mime theme.

Third, it’s the guy that would end up becoming Gavroche. A little bit more serious and the mature one of the group, he is sort of the scientist and skeptic of the group. He ends up receiving the rooster, eventually. It’s powers, though, are not the ones of canon. Instead, the rooster wielder has control over shadows and light. It can makes him invisible, or throw energy beams at others.

As for Felix, he is helping his father, Gabriel Agreste, to get the Ladybug miraculous, fighting against the team in many occasions.

Other interesting thing, Tom and Sabine would not be Marinette’s parents in the AU.

Marinette’s mother would be Bridgette and her father would be the one with Chinese roots. (I don’t like much of Marinette’s parents in canon, so, I think that replacing them would be cool).

Ladybug’s powers would also be different. Maybe it could be like the Seamstress ability she has in Miraculous Descendant, or any other one…

The miraculouses would not have time limits (since the Akumas would also be stronger) and the main hero team would know of each other’s identities.

[taldigi]

Whats your problem with Bridgette? Just as you make up a dozen of differen Felixes that only have the name and blond hair in common some people make anime / quantics Marinette a separate character. I don't see much difference here aside from not calling her Marinette. And if it's because of percieved character traits of her then everyone views her differently. You know, just as concept Marinette. I don't get what's the big deal or why anyone should care.

The short answer is: It's always been Marinette. A Marinette who has, Unlike Chat Noir's Civ Identity, kept a steady level of characterization and a solid design throughout development (except for a few instances, which i'll go into later.)

Felix gets to be different because he was different. It would be actually insane to claim that Felix and Adrien have the same look and personality. (Heck, I don't think Adrien has ever even read a book on screen, nor Adrien the guts to stand up for himself.) The character of Chat Noir's secret identity has been in flux through different designs and personalities throughout development and Felix as we know him is one of many complete overhauls and reworks.

Marinette has had the same fucking polkadot bodysuit since Mini Menace and has experienced gradual, small changes throughout.

There is concept art labeling this era of her development as Marinette.

Also, I hate to break it to you, but QK era Marinette isn't even the same design as anime Marinette. She looks like this:

If anyone should be "Bridgette" it should be her. But she's not. What makes Anime Marinette so special that she gets to have a super special name change?? HMM, I WONDER why she's never drawn or given attention- even though the QK seem to squirm their way into precanon stories? HMMMM.

Well, the thing is that there ARE name variations for Marinette.

One, Her name was Marinette Cheng. ALL the way up till release, she was referred to as Marinette Cheng. You wanna seperate Canon from precanon? Marinette Cheng. Cheng. Cheng. Cheng.

Two? there is the Mini Menace. the only documented version of her that was not Marinette.

Damn, lookie there. a whole ass girl with a different look and fashion sense and identity to use as a mentor, or a previous ladybug, or an older sister. Or whatever the hell people use Bridgette for nowadays outside of anime stuff.

Look, im not dumb, I get why people want Bridgette to be a thing! And I'm in that same boat! I take great pleasure in indulging in Ladybug stuff that is as divorced as possible from canon. But in the end i'm going to be wildly frustrated about it because there is SO MUCH cool shit about Marinette and pre-canon Miraculous that it all gets drowned out because

anime

and I ain't here for "anime supremacy". Fuck that weeb shit.

but you know, let fans do whatever they want. Even though it's annoying and unnecessary. Never be critical of fandom or whatever.

[discoveringmiraculouswriters]

@galahadwilder​ (AO3)

Galahad is a large poster on Tumblr (I’m actually surprised when I refresh my dash and the first post isn’t from him). On about 111 works total, he has 95 works for Miraculous Ladybug only! The others are mainly from the DCU. Many of them all are WIPs, but hey! Who doesn’t have WIPs?

Here’s my Top 10 (because I have to stop, eventually...)

Wisdom Teeth:  Words:7605 - Chapters:7/7 Summary: Adrien FaceTimes Marinette while high on painkillers after wisdom tooth surgery, and lets something slip that he really shouldn’t have.

What I liked: Marinette driving Adrien insane :)

Personal Space :  Words:6342 - Chapters:3/? - Updated:2020-10-25 Summary: Adrien Agreste was never taught to say no. Never allowed to have boundaries. So when someone finally pushes too far, Ladybug is left with a partner in pain, a crush in need of the kindness he’s never received...And a former idol she needs to murder.

What I liked: Marinette going into bodyguard mode, Adrien’s friends opened minds, DJWifi banter over the phone. Can’t wait for next chapter!

Inconceivable : Words:2537 - Chapters:3/? - Updated:2019-07-19 Summary: There are two things of which Gabriel Agreste is absolutely certain. The first is that there is no such thing as a soulmate. Everything he knows about both science and magic claims it impossible. The second thing is that his son somehow, infuriatingly, has a soulmate anyway.

What I liked: Gabriel POV, Gabriel actually having good intentions towards his son, Sabine plotting with him, credible explanations for canon

Notes to Self: Words:22911 - Chapters:16/? - Updated:2019-10-23 Summary: Adrien finds out midway through Oblivio that his assumption was wrong, and that Marinette is NOT his girlfriend. So he decides to do leave a message calling himself out for failing to properly appreciate the most incredible person he’s ever met. Now, having been confronted with his mistakes, Adrien has realized that he has a lot to make up for—and a girl who needs to know exactly how much she means to him.

What I liked: I think I’ve read this fic 3 times now, and can’t be bored of it. Adrien figuring out he was in love with Marinette from day 1, Oblivio-Adrien calling himself out, Tom and Sabine’s open mind about their super-heroing. Bonus: Kagami wanting a polygamic relationship and Adrien admitting looking at Luka’s butt 😂

Officiated: Words:7562 - Chapters:9/? - Updated:2020-04-28 Summary: The aftermath of an Akuma attack leaves Ladybug and Chat Noir legally married.

What I liked: mostly the originality of the akuma. The fic might update, but it also feels complete. You won’t be stuck on a cliffhanger.

Children of War: Words:8295 - Chapters:7/? - Updated:2019-05-03 Summary: Something dark is coming to Paris, and Master Fu has been lying to Adrien and Marinette. What happened to the previous Team Miraculous? And how did Marinette's aunt Bridgette really end up in a mental hospital?

What I liked: Gabriel’s intentions to save Paris, the integration of the Quantic Kids, the strong angst. Can’t wait for more!

Sick Days (series):  Works:2 - Complete: No Summary:  Adrien comes home after a long photoshoot to find Marinette Dupain-Cheng asleep in his bed, running a horrific fever. What is she doing there, and how did she get into his house without setting off any alarms? (And why does she keep mumbling his name?) / Marinette’s cold is passing, but the embarrassment is not—they may be dating, and they may be partners, but she still can’t keep it together around Adrien the way she can around his alter ego. Which is a problem, because he’s caught her cold—and the absolute lack of filter that came with it.

What I liked: the delirium shenanigans (read Out Sick by @sweetsweetsweetie​ if you like that too), the Dupain-Chengs actual A+ parenting. Please, Galahad, don’t abandon this fic!!

Wingman: Words:11211 - Chapters:10/12 - Updated:2019-08-06 Summary: Hawkmoth's Akuma have been acting strange lately--every single one has been an obsessive LadyNoir shipper, much to Chat's horrific embarrassment. Ladybug hasn't noticed, but Chat can't quite get over the fact that Hawkmoth seems to have redirected his supervillain antics to setting him up with the girl of his dreams.

What I liked: The humoristic scenes (Nath scolding Gabe was my favorite), Gabriel trying to parent properly, Nathalie caring for both Agrestes. “I swear this fic was supposed to be a comedy”

The shirt: Words:16503 - Chapters:20/? - Updated:2019-10-22 Summary: On a cold night in January, Chat Noir lends Ladybug his jacket--only to find Marinette wearing it to class the next day. And that's just the beginning of the trouble.

What I liked: the fluff over the fluff, Chloé working on her redemption, the post-reveal banter,  "Tell... my father... he's a diiiiiiick..."

We Break Things Down Just to Build Them Back Up Again: Words:7916 - Chapters:5/? - Updated:2019-11-05 Summary: Adrien promised he'd have Marinette's back, but no matter how badly she needs him, he won't take any kind of action to protect her—or, for that matter, himself. When Marinette discovers WHY he finds it so impossible to stand up to bullies, she resolves to put aside her crush to help him escape his abusive household. But the less she thinks about Adrien, the more she thinks about a different blond boy in her life—and the more time she spends taking care of Adrien, the more he starts to see her as more than just a friend...

What I liked: Marinette’s mom friend override, Adrien’s hurt to comfort (even though Chat’s part is yet to come), Tom telling Adrien he’s proud of him, and Adrien’s reaction to that just made me cry. I’m craving for moooooooooore!!!

Honorable mentions:

Moving Forward (series):  Works:2 - Complete: No (I already wrote a rec. about this one. Read it here)

I’m Your Heating Pad (And Other Uses for a Cat Boyfriend):  Words:3045 - Chapters:1/1

Memories:  Words:1110 - Chapters:1/1

Waking Nightmare:  Words:1667 - Chapters:1/1

The One I Depend On:  Words:1420 - Chapters:1/1

Next to me :  Words:3033 - Chapters:1/1

I know what you did in the cat-acombs : Words:4869 - Chapters:1/1

Stress Relief: Words:3407 - Chapters:4/?

It’s Just a Nickname:  Words:4552 - Chapters:7/7

The Future Lands Soft:  Words:6043 - Chapters:8/?

Overworked and Overwhelmed: Words:4628 - Chapters:1/1

All's Fair in Love and War (And Turnabout's Fair Play):  Words:4835 - Chapters:3/4

Futures Trading: Words:1651 - Chapters:1/1

Kitty Missed the Message: Words:3351 - Chapters:2/2

Broken Masks: Words:3320 - Chapters:2/?

We Are Miraculous: Words:6543 - Chapters:5/?

The Agreste Letters: Words:13809 - Chapters:14/?

Before and After: Words:21192 - Chapters:14/20

I’ve been reading non-stop since my previous Fic of the month special. I have many regrets in life, but reading Galahad’s fics wasn’t one of them!

Thanks for so much work and efforts! I really love the variety, originality and consistency between the fics, even if they have different stories. I really love the hurt to comfort too, and how many mental troubles and disorders are depicted. 

Please read, share and leave kudos on his works!

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Pairing: Quantic Kids (Plus Special Guest Star… DUCT TAPE!) Title: Lessons On Flirting For Blondes Named Aimee

This entire situation was ridiculous! Aimee definitely knew how to flirt! ...Why were they all looking at her like that after she explained how flirting worked?

[luna-sketches]

Do you ship Félix and Allegra?

I personally like them more as best friends who knew each other since childhood? But still it's a cute ship and I like pretty much every Quantic ship, so here, have this doodle of the cuties (๑´ڡ`๑)

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two friends, true friends

Felix/Allegra friendship fic, fresh out from my Google docs file! Another thing I took like two days to put together but I really enjoyed writing it, so I hope you guys like it too.

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“So. What brings you here?”

Allegra has a stack of old piano examination pieces in her hand when she opens the door to her ever so charming childhood friend's figure slopped over her table. She gives him a huff followed up with a half-hearted smile, which he only stares blankly in return. It's still a surprise, seeing him here, because they haven't been talking that much since Felix stopped attending piano lessons at her place.

“I think you already know that,” says Felix, voice sounding more like a groan now. There are bags under his eyes, and he sounds like a dying animal, which does say something even for him. He sits back up straight instinctively when she approaches him, which makes Allegra think of the few times she'd seen the interactions between Felix and his father - naturally, as he's the only person who can have such great influence over Felix, and it always makes Allegra upset, remembering how uncomfortable those interactions made her.

He's most likely here for a distraction, she concludes. There's no other place he can be, other than his home and the local library - both of those places generally being cold and empty and lonely-

“You can play something from here,” she says, pointing to the huge stack on her table. It seems like the only possible thing that can distract him - and she's right because this catches his attention fairly fast. “There's like, all the examination pieces for the last few years right here. Think you'd like that?”

He reaches for the book on the top of the stack and goes to sit down before her piano. “Maybe.”

“You can still play?” she says as a tease, but Felix turns around and narrows his eyes at her, to which she replies by sticking out her tongue.

“Just because I tend to play the cello more these days does not mean I have lost the ability to play the piano,” he scoffs, fingers working carefully as he gently pulls away the cloth on the instrument, revealing its set of keys. Being some of the most influential figures in the music industry, Allegra's family has got the best quality instruments there are, and she can't really picture Felix owning anything other than the very best; so it's all natural, seeing him moving normally instead of overly worried like most of Allegra's normal friends would when faced with something expensive and delicate. Like the piano, and maybe herself. It is… nice, in a weird kind of way, she thinks.

He flips to a page titled Film Noir in large fancy letters on the top, and his lips curl upward just a little, but enough for her to catch it. It's good, having assurance that happiness on him is not just a concept, but something that Can Happen.

“Predictable,” she says simply, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Felix seems to have elected to ignore her, instead starting to play.

He's a little rusty, she can tell that much. His fingers can't move as smoothly as they used to when they took piano lessons together, but it's not really obvious in the piece he chose - it's a jazzy kind of tune written sometime in the nineteen forties or fifties, not, well -  a classical or romantic piece. She remembers having pointed out the fact that he does not play pieces from the romantic era well, and his response has been a nonchalant shrug, the most unrefined and normally teenaged thing she had seen from him. Which is sort of sad, but at the same time it makes her happy, just because. He's here now, and he reaches out when he doesn't feel that great, which is a huge move on his part and Allegra's more than willing to help him out, even if it mostly consists of easy tasks, stuff like Being There.

A really easy task, one that Felix's oh-so-awesome father has failed to do.

Sometimes, Allegra thinks - if her family didn't need to be on good terms with the Agrestes, and if Felix were okay with it - she'd definitely punch Gabriel Agreste. Except that's impossible, because no one should ever wish to cross that man, and Felix -

He still cares. Allegra thinks she understands yet cannot comprehend at the same time - it's a weird thing, relationships, really. But his father's all he's got left, and Allegra wouldn't blame him for wanting to cling on the memories of the good father he once had.

So Allegra is not going to punch Gabriel Agreste. For now. Maybe.

“What did old man Agreste do this time, huh?”

Felix freezes, for a second. His posture is stiff again and he turns to face her, a frown on his face. “What makes you think I'm here because of him?”

“I don't know, Felix. Maybe because it's always him. Last time anyway, since you don't exactly come over anymore.”

He goes silent after that.

“Are you okay with this?” he says, tone low and unsure. Afraid, even.

“What?”

The atmosphere in Allegra's room is tense. There's mostly silence and very soft white noise in the background when they're not talking, which makes everything vaguely terrifying.

“This. It just occurred to me I never asked. Are you okay with me being here?”

She crosses her hands. What kind of question is that supposed to be? “I think most people ask before coming over.”

She cannot see Felix's expression, with his back facing her, but she notices how his shoulders slump when she says that, and immediately regrets saying it.

Mental note: do not make jokes or be sarcastic when Felix is feeling Down. He will not understand your attempts to cheer him up.

“It's cool with me, dumbass. Look, I may not show it, but I'm glad you want to be here at times like these.”

There are so many things Allegra can say right now, honest things like she's glad Felix even considers her a friend, when she's supposed to just be someone - a family friend, if you will. But boys don't do feelings, and Felix is Felix and thus will never delve into emotional issues like this before he's ready to talk about it, so she doesn't say those things.

“Okay,” he says, then she moves to sit next to him on the piano bench and bumps his shoulder with her own. He's startled at the sudden gesture, but doesn't flinch, instead reaching for the keyboard again.

The tune that comes along is one familiar to both of them, no doubt. En blanc et noir, L. 134. It's a nice song, but she didn't expect it from him seeing as it's a-

“Not going to join in? I thought you pride yourself on memorizing scores,” says Felix, a smirk playing on his lips. Allegra huffs. Sneaky little bastard.

-it's a duet song, and Felix's never been one to play duet songs. But Allegra's not really going to complain about that.

She places her hands on the keyboard as well, taking a brief moment to summon the score back to memory. “I do, actually. I'm just worried that you wouldn't be able to keep up with me, Felix.”

He doesn't shoot her an offended glance; and somehow, his face just softens right there in that moment. Really slowly, but it's there. Peaceful. Joyous. Allegra is glad to see those on him.

“We'll see about that,” he says, voice light and melodious for once, and she laughs and he smiles and there's nothing better that she can ask for, in this moment.

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How about an AU where the class is even more upset with Marinette for some reason and wishes she'd never come to the school. Boom, instantly transported to a world where she never did. Unfortunately they learn fast just how bad that world is... for them. Ladybug is still Ladybug but Adrien is not Chat Noir. The Ladyblog never took off. Kids stayed akumatized far longer. Chloe is even more of a brat. And all the good things Marinette did for them never happened. As for Marinette, she's remembers.

So what I’m hearing is that you want a saltier and more obvious version of Missing?

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When Marinette woke up, she found herself in a building she’d never been in before. Surrounded by people she’d never met. And absolutely no idea how she’d gotten there.

The last thing she remembered was walking into the class discussing an issue regarding Lila and something she was accusing Marinette of doing. Naturally, with Lila’s manipulations up to this point and the class’s collective indignation and refusal to so much as question what they were told, she didn’t even get a chance to defend herself. Then someone—Alya?—said something particularly hurtful.

“I wish she’d never even come to this school!”

Oh yeah. That. She winced as the statement continued ringing in her ears. Shaking her head got rid of it, but not the headache that followed.

“Marinette! Are you okay?” Exclaimed someone. A blonde girl she nearly would have mistaken for Chloe except she actually seemed nice.

“Uh…”

“I think she hit her head!” Exclaimed a dark skinned boy with a green cap as he helped her up. “Don’t worry, girl! I gotcha!”

“Who are you?”

The group stared at her in shock before one of the girls burst into tears.

“SHE HIT HER HEAD AND HAS AMNESIA!”

What followed was a whirlwind of excitement as Marinette was rushed to the Nurse’s Office by a group of people claiming to be her friends. There, she learned that this was, in fact, apparently true. And that the school was called Quantic Academy. Where she apparently was a student.

That was when Marinette remembered a particular akuma running around with a strange outfit consisting of glittering wings, an overly poofy dress, and a star-tipped wand. Who had been yelling something about “wishes” at the time Marinette had ducked into the classroom to try and transform only to happen upon an ill-timed “intervention planning” by her class.

She groaned and slapped her forehead in exasperation at the realization of what had happened.

“AH! MARINETTE, DON’T DO THAT! YOU’LL MAKE IT WORSE!”

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The instant Alya said the words and realized she had been heard from the look on the pig-tailed girl’s face, she wanted to take them back. She didn’t want to HURT Marinette. She was just venting over how cruel she was being. No better than Chloe, really.

But she never got the chance to say anything. Because before she or anyone else could respond, there was something like a flash. And suddenly, Marinette was gone and everything was…different? Wrong, somehow.

“Alya, what did you do?” Nino asked, horrified.

“I didn’t do anything!” She exclaimed.

“That light came out of nowhere. Maybe it was an akuma?” Rose suggested.

Alya heaved a sigh of relief. If it was an akuma, that meant that whatever made Marinette disappear could be fixed.

“Right! I’ll check the Ladyblog for an update!”

So she did. Or rather, she tried. But when she pulled up her blog page, what greeted her wasn’t the Ladyblog she knew.

“What the heck is that?” She demanded.

Her blog had been big. HUGE. A major hit and the biggest source of information about Ladybug, akumas, and all things heroes.

What she was looking at was a plain-looking blog page with only a couple hundred followers at best compared to the thousands she’d had before. The background was bland and didn’t appear to have any effort put into it. There were no regular blog posts. The updates were limited and based entirely on hearsay. The pictures were horrible—blurry and taken from such a distance that you couldn’t even tell what the blobs of color were supposed to be. It was like she wasn’t even trying to keep it going.

Or that she had given up early on.

Concerned, her classmates turned to their own belongings and personal affects to see if there was anything similar. And sure enough…

“I can’t find my diary!”

“My pictures are gone!”

“I can’t find Markov!”

“My watch! It’s ruined!”

Alya forced her gaze away from her sham of a blog to gape at everyone else in horror.

“What kind of akuma does this?”

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Adrien tripped suddenly as he ran around a corner looking for a good hiding spot to transform. He didn’t know why he had stumbled. Nothing was there to trip him as far as he could see. But he paid it no mind. There was an akuma to deal with, after all!

Once he was sure no one was around, he reached for his bag.

“All right, Plagg! Claws out!”

There was silence.

“Plagg?”

Adrien looked to his bag, only to find it empty. No Plagg. And strangely enough, no Camembert either. Now that he was paying attention, his bag smelled like lead and erasers rather than old cheese.

What had happened?

“Plagg? Where are you?!”

That’s when he noticed something else. That his hand felt lighter.

The Black Cat Ring was gone.

Adrien gaped in horror.

“Plagg…? What…what’s going on?”

“Who the hell are you?”

He spun in shock only to be greeted with a blond-haired boy in a black leather suit.

Chat Noir.

But it wasn’t him.

Something was wrong.

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11 and 16 for some Felinette? Platonic or romantic is up to you, Hope you like it

I’ll do you one better and throw in some quantic kids too. (you didn’t hear this from me but fanon is so much better than canon)

11.) Felix was sassy, he was always sassy. He was also pale and never really went out. Marinette was sick and tired of his behavior. She had enlisted Allegra and Claude to help her get Felix out of his house for once in his life.

“Fe! We’re going to the beach!” Allegra called out to her childhood friend.

“Good for you,” Felix said paging through a book. Marinette snuck up behind him and threw a bag over his head and wrestled him out to the car.

“We got him!” Allegra yelled to Claude who started the car while Felix struggled in the back seat screaming.

When they arrived, Felix was dragged out of the car and forced to sit on a towel in a crowded beach.

“Come on Fe, you’re way too pale,” Allegra said nudging him with her elbow.

“Yeah, geez Fe, get some sun,” Marinette said from his other side. Great, his best friend and girlfriend were tag-teaming him.

“I hate the sun!” Felix yelled and others looked over at him as if he were crazy.

“Then why are you sitting on a beach?” Marinette asked winking.

“CAUSE YOU KIDNAPPED ME!”

16.) Marinette was being transferred to a new class since Lie-la was taking over her old one. She was in Marc’s class and that was about the only person she knew but Marc already had a seat partner so she was forced to sit next to a blonde boy who had his face stuck in a book.

“Ignore Fe, he can get cranky,” a girl said from in front of her.

“I’m Allegra and this is Claude and Allen,” the blonde girl said smiling.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Marinette,” Marinette said shaking their hands.

“Felix don’t be rude, say hello,” Claude said shoving Felix.

“Welcome to the hole, everyone likes the hole,” Felix said and Marinette starred at him before laughing harder than she’s ever laughed before.

“You’re funny, I like you.” 

That’s how Felix and Marinette became an accidental couple.

JPS: @mochegato @loveswifi @ash-amg @toodaloo-kangaroo @wannajointhecrabcult @k-poplunardreams

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For @thegayestasexual

Who asked: So this is kinda shippy, yet very salty? So if you know the character Claude from Quantic Kids in the mlverse, a ship with Marinette? Like Mari’s childhood friends (the Quantics) transfer to her school, and thus becoming a barrier around Marinette. They see the way people treat her, especially Adrien himself, and do not like it. Bonus points if the only people they let through are Alya and Nino.

The raven haired fashion designer had felt shocked, happy, excited all at once when she saw that the new students were her childhood friends: Bridgette who understood her love for fashion, Allegra who was a very talented flute player and desired to travel the world with her flute in hand, Félix who inspired to be a composer, Allan who was much more interested in being behind the camera than in front of it, and Claude, who like Félix had an intimate love for music. 

It didn't take them long to witness the treatment Marinette received for being a so-called 'bully' to Lila Rossi. Her sketchbook had been ripped to shreds, nothing could be salvaged. The sleepless nights, the hand cramps from late night sketch sessions, all the research she had done until her eyes couldn't stare at her computer screen anymore, was gone. Just like that. Shredded until nothing remained. 

Allegra and Bridgette especially, had been furious on behalf of Marinette. Both girls knew how important her sketchbook had been to the young novice designer, it had been her life's work. And to have it destroyed by her so-called friends? As some sort of justice? For some pathological liar who could cry crocodile tears on command? No. If they could easily believe some girl barely they know, over the one they do know, then they were never really her friends. 

Over the weekend they informed the boys in their group chat what had happened, and they had also been furious on Marinette's behalf, none more so than Claude. Normally they would tease him about his obvious crush on their little pixie but right now, they had bigger fish to fry. All of them knew that without a doubt that Marinette was not a bully, a jealous stalker, and whatever nonsense Alya Césaire had posted on her blog. If Félix could have erased his memory so he couldn't remember reading any of that, he certainly would have.

They came up with a plan that was going to be set into motion come monday morning. 

When school came around on monday, it was quite clear to the 5 of them that Marinette was still upset about what happened to her sketchbook, and before anyone could rub salt in the open wound, Allegra and Bridgette swooped in. 

"Hey, Mari! Are we still on for ice cream after school?" Bridgette gave her a eager smile, that she knew was contagious because Marinette's own smile was just eager. 

"Yeah! I can't wait! Allegra, want to join us? It'll be the three of us again." 

The blonde girl in question winked and replied, "You know it! I wouldn't want to miss it for anything." 

Before anyone else could add anything, Miss Bustier came in and started class. 

So far Marinette's monday was actually starting good. She hoped it would remain that way. 

When lunchtime came around Marinette tensed up a little at first when an arm was suddenly around her, but ease suddenly replaced worry as the raven haired designer glanced up and saw Claude giving her one of his famous bright smiles.

Oh kwami, his smile. She didn't realize how much she missed it. It really showed off his dimples. Out of everyone, she had truly missed him the most. Claude understood her, knew what she needed before she even told him. They would sit in comfortable silence, with no words spoken. Because they didn't need words. 

His voice cut into her thoughts, "ready to go to lunch, Mari?" 

Marinette nodded with a smile as she stood, "Yeah! I'm so ready." Her heart was beating in her chest, her pulse was racing as she leaned slightly into the boy who perhaps, knew her the best. 

Her head was on his shoulder as he led her from the classroom. Thank you for being here. 

He gently squeezed her shoulder. Always and forever Mari. 

Allegra, Bridgette, and Allan exchanged glances with knowing smiles. 

Felix had wanted to strangle his oh so darling cousin when he had witnessed with his own eyes as the other blonde boy had done nothing to help Marinette through her ordeal. But now? He watched as many emotions flickered across the face of Adrien Agreste, before settling on..was that guilt? Jealousy? Or perhaps both. Oh yes, I hope both emotions eat you alive, dear cousin of mine. 

It didn't take him long to catch up to the others. 

In the cafeteria, they sat at a table together, chatting amongst each other. 

Marinette was the most relaxed she had been in quite some time. 

She finally had a support system who knew her, would stand by her, no matter what. 

A/N: I really hope that I didn't make the Quantic kids especially Felix OOC. It's my first time writing for them. Please let me know if you guys would like a part 2!