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[fics-by-maria]

Can you do a Big Brother Jasonette where Jason arrives in Paris the day Fu activates Tikki and Plagg, not long after he comes back to life, and was supposed to receive the Black Cat miraculous, but Fu mixed up the boxes so now Jason is Ladybug and Mari is Chat?

Ok so this is so good that im probably gonna expand it into an au. because i love it.

Marinette as Noire. She doesn’t pun but she does “yknow like.. nya?” bc it gets on Red Bug’s nerves. Her suit is like chat noir’s but with gold accents, including gold sclera and eyes, and it actually has a pattern of darker black spots like a melanistic cheetah, and also its less like leather and more like velvet. she is very pet-able, please pet her.

Jason as Red Bug, he is kinda no nonsense but is also cocky and likes to toy with the akumas a bit. His suit is similar to his robin suit but in only dark reds and black, also no cape and actual pants. he has a grappling hook instead of a yoyo and prides himself on being Hawkmoth’s #1 bully.

After the mass stoneheart outbreak he stands on the eiffel tower and instead of giving an inspiring speech he tells hawkmoth “I am going to find you, and when im done your spine will look like a fine arts project and I will knit a sweater out of your veins.” this becomes a meme in the same vein of the navy seals copypasta.

Alya runs the Mewspaper because when Red Bug first talked to her he wasnt very nice and was basically like “oh youre just a regular vickie vale aint cha?” she was very offended by this because excuse you she is a lois lane and not that tabloid trash. This actually inspires her to be more professional with her journalism and be thorough.

Adrien acrually makes it to school the first day, which leads to him and Nino becoming friends but also the gum incident never happens

Jason early on sets up a support system for them, he gets both himself and Noire backup phones for communication outside the masks. he also teaches her that she doesnt have owe people anything. Shes allowed to be angry, shes allowed to clap back, shes allowed to have time for herself. She does not take chloes shit, she will not hesitate to yell at her. Do no harm but take no shit. Chloe hates this. Maybe. Shes really suprised, she never expected dupain-cheng to have claws.

Chloe has a huge crush on Noire, shes so cute and soft?? They actually talk sometimes because Chloe puts snacks on her balcony for Red Bug and Noire during their patrols. Chloe gets to scratch Noire’s ears once and its a religious awakening

Adrien and Marinette become friends on parents day bc she sees how his dad doesnt even come so she conspires with her father. She has a brother now, this is non-negotiable. He hangs out at the bakery and she teaches him how to stand up for himself.

Tikki helps Jason with his anger issues and pit madness, shes a calming presence in his life and Noire gives him a reason to be better, he wants to help keep her safe. Plagg is probably not the best influence on Mari, but he does encourage her to take time for herself and shows her how to actually relax.

Jason calls Fu a shithead for picking two kids to be heroes. hes not pleased, but also hes not gonna let anyone else do it.

[incendir]

tell me goodnight instead of goodbye (maybe you won’t hate me in the morning)

he still remembers late nights with minho because those would always be taehyun’s favorite sort of nights--ones where the alpha would finally let himself rest for more than an hour at a time, when he’d conk out after drinks upon drinks upon drinks, those few times they’d indulge themselves or those few times they couldn’t take the sharp, gritty reality that soberness brought with it. whenever minho would wake up, sometimes nearing midnight, sometimes far past midnight, he’d always be starving, stomach grumbling and frowning as he’s curled up around a pillow on taehyun’s couch until the omega either tosses his phone and a delivery menu over or starts up the stove and cracks open a packet of ramyeon himself.

taehyun can never be certain of anything else these days, but for sure, he knows that what doesn’t seem to have changed about minho is his eating habits--even if the alpha doesn’t seem to have the time nor the energy to make food for himself these days, when there’s a meal before him after he’s woken up or after he’s finished drinking or after he’s woken up after drinking, minho still goes at it like a madman.

still, he knows he’s taking a risk by heading to the grocery store after he drops the boys off for the weekend. taehyun buys all the ingredients he’ll need for greasy, fried jeon and also frozen dumplings to fry along with it--the oily, floury sorts of food that absorb alcohol well and good in a stomach. he also buys the ingredients for hangover soup even though he knows there’s a fairly slim chance that minho will stay the night because there’s absolutely no reason for the alpha to do so. at the very least, however, taehyun wants to be able to send something home with minho when he inevitably packs the alpha up in a taxi once minho gets too sleepy or too tired of taehyun’s company.

his phone reads around four in the afternoon once he arrives back at the apartment and he pops open a bag of chips to eat while he’s cooking--he’s starting to already get hungry because he normally eats dinner with the twins around five or six, but if he’s going to last until nine or ten to eat with minho, he has to eat something but not an entire meal.

cutting and battering everything he’s bought to make the different types of jeon takes about two hours, and frying everything takes about another two hours. he showers after that because he always feels greasy himself, his hair always absorbs the smell of anything around him so easily, after frying anything.

taehyun honestly doesn’t know why he’s nervous, why he stares, lost, for a good few minutes at his closet before shaking himself out of it and grabbing sweatpants and a t-shirt. he’s not dressing for a date. this isn’t a date. minho is coming here because he asked to because, for some fairly inexplicable reason, he still seems to have feelings of friendship overlapped with some ghost of what they once had three years ago. maybe if taehyun could dip himself back into a harsher, colder, but truer reality, he would even admit that minho most likely asked if he could still come here anyway because he didn’t want to make it so obvious that he only wanted to see the boys--and, that, without the presence of his sons, there was no reason for minho to drag himself out here.

he sits at one side of the dinner table, staring out at the food lain out in the middle and the other empty plate at the only adult chair opposite--the two high chairs pushed against the wall tonight, the way they usually are when the boys aren’t home. the omega’s stomach grumbles and he leans back in the chair, fiddling with his phone. the last text sent from minho is some hours ago, received sometime when taehyun was at the grocery store, simply and cheerily informing taehyun that minho was heading out to drink with his friends now and that he’ll be at taehyun’s, at the latest, around ten.

when taehyun sits down at the table, it’s exactly nine.

at nine forty-three, he gets a call from minho, and he shoots up out of his seat, pacing as he picks it up and says, tentatively, “hyung?”

there’s complete silence at the end of the line, and then taehyun hears, in the background, minho’s voice, clearly, intensely inebriated, as well as intensely bright ask him for the address, joohyung-ah.

ice spreads throughout taehyun’s entire body, prickling through him like needles, leaving him still and speechless in the same way that he had been the first time he ever saw minho for the first time in three years in the same grocery store he’d been in just hours ago.

joohyung is a name that taehyun associates with all of the dark, terrifying truths that he’d always tried to push and hide into the deepest recesses of his heart because, maybe, then, he could pretend more peacefully and effectively that he was good enough for minho at some point--that he could be good enough for minho in some distant, faintly possible future. joohyung is a name that taehyun wishes he could hate and blame, but in the end, it was the name that taehyun associates with being far better than him in regards to minho’s best interests--both three years ago, and tonight.

“hello?” taehyun tries again.

“tell me your address,” joohyung’s voice is different than the other times taehyun has heard it before as the omega had only ever heard this voice shouting and insistent and perhaps even pleading. this time, joohyung’s voice is low, muted, emotionless and alpha.

taehyun swallows shallowly and murmurs the apartment’s location as well as a few further details on how to get to it after asking hesitantly what road joohyung is currently on.

once he finishes, there’s another silence, and taehyun is about to announce that he’ll end the call now when joohyung suddenly murmurs, “you’d think that we would’ve met or spoken before now, since i’ve known him since high school and you’re supposedly the love of his life, the omega of his kids. did you know--every time we asked to meet you--he wouldn’t let us? because he was afraid of anything we might say to you? especially after he told us you were pregnant. clearly, he shouldn’t have been afraid since you don’t seem to have any sort of soul or heart that could’ve possibly been hurt by anything we could’ve ever thought up to say to you.”

the edges of the phone are digging into taehyun’s fingertips, too sharp suddenly even though his phone’s case is rounded and secure. he’s gripping his phone so tightly that his entire hand hurts and his lungs suddenly don’t seem to be working.

“he doesn’t think so,” joohyung goes on, voice still low and smooth and calm, “but i think you want to get back with him. obviously, i can’t tell you what to do, and he’s going to take you back in a heartbeat, but if i were him--and if he wasn’t so blinded by whatever lies you’ve spun around him this time--even if you begged on your knees for days upon days without stopping for forgiveness, it still wouldn’t change the fact that you kept him away from his own sons and broke his heart after he did nothing but love you.”

the call ends, then, and taehyun stares at the screen of his phone for a moment. he’s a split second away from calling back just to tell joohyung, or maybe even minho, not to come anymore because everything joohyung had said was right--as the alpha always is and always has been.

there was nothing said by joohyung that taehyun didn’t already know--but everything joohyung said were facts that taehyun still faced with some hope, however infinitesimal.

hope, he supposes now, is for children or for people like minho--people who were only ever guilty of loving the wrong person.

taehyun sits back down at the table--his phone tells him that it’s now nearly ten--and sets to wait, steeling himself to face minho without letting anything that just happened show on his face. if minho is as drunk as he sounded through the phone, taehyun at least has the comfort of knowing he won’t have to conceal too much.

at three fifty-four, taehyun stands up and begins packing the food into containers and into the refrigerator.

taehyun feels as if he’s only just put his head down on his pillow when what seems very clearly to his sleep-deprived, addled brain like gunshots sounds against his front door. his phone is already lighting up with an entire wall of texts on the screen, but his bleary eyes only manage to glaze over the time, and indeed only a few hours have passed since he closed his eyes. he drags his tired body out of bed, running his fingers through his hair so that whoever it is--a delivery man, probably, although taehyun doesn’t think he’s ordered anything recently and they don’t normally deliver on the weekends--isn’t too shocked by the unruly state the omega is in.

he fiddles with the lock and then slowly pulls back the handle, only to have the door shoved back the entire way, bouncing off of the wall with a loud noise that startles the rest of the sleep from taehyun’s eyes.

“did you get my texts?” is the first thing minho roars, hysterically almost, before taehyun’s mind even has a chance to catch up with what his eyes are seeing. the alpha looks similarly to how taehyun is sure he looks--as if he literally just rolled out of bed and climbed into his car to get here. minho’s hair is standing on end, he’s in track pants, a sweatshirt, and his feet are stuffed in mismatched socks in shower sandals.

taehyun glances back haphazardly to where his phone is still lying on his nightstand, charging away. “i--i just woke up--i didn’t look y--”

“joohyung drove me to my house,” minho says, voice rising in pitch, volume, and hysteria. “he even got the address from you, didn’t he? i don’t know why he fucking drove me to my fucking house when i told him--”

“maybe he got lost, hyung,” taehyun suggests quietly--lies quietly, “and i heard you through that call, too, you sounded pretty trashed. he probably thought it’d be better if you just slept--”

minho has closed the front door behind himself, shucking off his sandals and stomping inside with one hand running through his tousled hair. “i told him to drive me here--even if i was smashed, it’s not like you were going to turn me out on the street, i could’ve just slept over on the couch--just--fuck, i’m so sorry, taehyun-ah--i seriously just--god--yoo joohyung--i’m seriously going to--” the alpha breaks off, standing in the middle of taehyun’s living room with one hand in his hair and one hand still gesticulating wildly while holding his phone. he whirls on the omega before taehyun gets a chance to gather up something to say to calm minho. “you didn’t wait up for me, right?” minho asks frantically, eyes slightly crazed.

“no,” taehyun lies again, instantly--a little too quickly, because he’s always been a fairly bad liar, but the speed of the reply has another effect on minho. taehyun sees something like disappointment in minho’s eyes before it easily and genuinely gives way to relief--the sort of reaction taehyun doesn’t deserve.

“good,” minho says softly. the alpha’s eyes are looking and taehyun with a warmth he can’t handle on only three hours of sleep, so he’s thankful for the loud growling of minho’s stomach at that very moment.

taehyun makes a beeline for the kitchen. “hungry?” he asks, opening the refrigerator so he doesn’t have to look at minho when he lies yet again, more easily this time at least, “i have leftovers, if you want.”

“are you really asking me this?” minho’s tone sounds infinitely lighter now, letting taehyun know that it’s probably safe to look back at the alpha now. minho is taking a seat at the table, grinning at taehyun with all of the anger and stress suddenly gone from his face.

regardless of how much joohyung’s words pierce and break taehyun, joohyung is a friend that someone like minho needs. more than ever, as taehyun gives the best attempt of a returning smile to the alpha before turning back around to start slipping last night’s food into the oven, the omega realizes truly how unassuming and almost foolishly forgiving minho is.

with an oven, the jeon is ready in less than fifteen minutes, and taehyun redistributes the side dishes that he had made yesterday as well back out into small plates. taehyun carries everything over on a tray, this time only with one plate since he himself won’t be eating. he’ll probably take a nap once minho is done eating and has left and then he’ll eat after that. for now, he’s far too sleepy to be hungry.

“you’re not eating?” minho voices just that as taehyun sets the tray down, laying out the dishes before taking a seat opposite the alpha and resting his chin on his arms after pushing a pair of chopsticks to minho.

the omega shakes his head and stifles a yawn. “later,” he smiles, tilting his head so his cheek can lean more comfortably against the crook of his elbow. he doesn’t often get to watch minho eat since taehyun tries to time his own meals so that he can eat with the alpha--both back then and nowadays. watching minho eat used to be amusing, but now, taehyun somehow finds it comforting. somehow, the fact that, if nothing else, taehyun can at least offer the alpha this--that taehyun can be needed by minho even just slightly--comforts him.

that thought coupled with minho’s scent being particularly permeable this morning because of how the alpha clearly hasn’t showered for the day yet, thus his scent is soaked into whatever clothes he’s wearing currently, lulls taehyun into the sleep that he’d sworn to himself he was going to fight off until minho left.

the unconsciousness taehyun falls into isn’t deep, but it does last long enough that when taehyun is startled awake by the sound of minho standing, he sees that the alpha has already finished his meal completely.

minho has pushed his chair back and crossed over to where taehyun is slowly trying to rub the thicker grogginess left when too few sleep is had and then the same deficient amount of sleep is added, leaving only worse exhaustion. “taehyun-ah,” minho’s tone is deep--throaty and deep, and his expression is one that has taehyun glancing away seconds after he’s tried to look at the alpha’s eyes. minho has the voice and face that he speaks with and wears whenever, whether on purpose or simply instinctually, he’s projecting his position of being not only an alpha, but an older alpha. “what time did you sleep?”

taehyun has to brush past minho, quickly piling the plates onto the tray and bringing it to the sink to have something to do--an excuse not to look at minho’s face or focus on the sound of his voice, otherwise taehyun will have no choice but to answer with no hope of lying either this time. when minho speaks in that tone, taehyun doesn’t have a chance in hell. sometimes he wonders how minho does it--they aren’t mates, and even far before haneul and minhyun were even conceived, taehyun still could never disobey, ignore, or lie against that tone of minho’s voice, that gaze in his eyes.

there are a select number of other alphas in taehyun’s life that have a similar sort of power over him, but that was to be expected for all omegas--that, because of natural, biological compatibility, some alphas would have a certain domain over them, but resistance was still a fairly viable option.

with minho, resistance was pointless.

this had never been and still wasn’t something taehyun was ever particularly concerned over because minho never utilizes it truly on purpose and whenever it accidentally happens, it only did every blue moon. in some ways, however, taehyun almost wishes minho would use it for menial, ridiculous things like having taehyun bring him water or cook and deliver food for him. he’d rather that than crucial moments like these when taehyun wants to be able to hide whatever is left of his hideous heart.

“taehyun-ah,” minho is walking into the kitchen, and taehyun feels him just steps away from the omega. taehyun grips the edge of the sink and stares at the drain as he hears minho ask, “did you wait for me?”

taehyun’s head jerks into a short nod before he can think anymore about lying.

he feels, with a jolt of shock, minho’s hands pressing against his hips. “when did you sleep?” the alpha repeats, still in that same tone, but his voice is softer now and the hands against taehyun’s hips turn into arms around the omega’s waist--warm and secure, but loose enough that taehyun could slip out of them if he wanted to.

the omega tightens his grip on the sink, head bowed and eyes staring at the droplets on the countertop. “three,” he says eventually. “four.”

minho’s forehead suddenly leans down to rest against the back of taehyun’s shoulder, the alpha’s arms drawing taehyun closer until taehyun feels minho’s chest press between his shoulder blades. “you shouldn’t have waited,” minho’s voice is low and quiet, right near taehyun’s ear, breath warm against the skin that taehyun’s loose t-shirt has slipped back to show.

minho is wrong.

taehyun was right to wait last night in the same way that he should have waited three years ago, but was too stupid--too insecure--too full of his own demons with no faith at all in the person that had already helped him get rid of so many of them.

the alpha lets go of taehyun then, slipping away and stepping back, and taehyun only barely restrains himself from making a sound with the deep breath that he gasps in and sighs out after the heat of minho’s body leaves him. he wished minho never had to let go but at the same time, it makes both his heart and head pound to have the alpha so close when he knows he doesn’t deserve it.

he’s about to go on with washing the dishes when minho’s hand wraps around his wrist and slips down to thread their fingers together. the alpha tugs, and taehyun turns because the last of the energy he had is starting to disappear--he doesn’t have it in him right now to resist and do the right thing. minho’s hand is too familiar in his, too comforting, and taehyun wishes he was strong enough to pull away.

“go sleep,” minho says softly. “i’ll do the dishes.”

everything in minho’s eyes, minho’s expression, tells taehyun that the last thing he needs to worry about is minho being gone by the time taehyun wakes up, but all of the little voices in taehyun’s mind that had dragged him down to say the things that made minho leave in the first place are speaking up again--louder than ever, stating every very right reason minho would have to leave, every reason minho should leave before taehyun wakes up.

the worst of it all is that taehyun knows, this time, those voices are right. perhaps they weren’t right before--maybe, before, it was all taehyun’s fault for believing in those voices and hurting minho. this time, however, the voices are right and minho should leave.

taehyun gets as far as the doorway of his bedroom before his body betrays whatever pathetic shreds of dignity he might have left and his feet suddenly stop, head turning to glance back where minho is wiping down the kitchen table, and moving the mugs that taehyun hadn’t got to into the sink.

minho catches taehyun’s gaze on him and breaks into a warm smile, and truly realizing minho will still be here when taehyun wakes up makes joohyung’s words ring even louder and clearer with truth in taehyun’s mind. “sweet dreams,” minho says, jerking his head slightly to urge taehyun into the room faster.

taehyun turns and steps into the darkness, closing the door behind him, and as he slips back beneath the covers, he hopes he doesn’t dream at all. he’d rather have a dreamless sleep than dreaming a sweet fantasy wherein he deserves to be forgiven by minho because he doesn’t think he could live through the crippling nightmare of realizing that dream will never come true.

[fics-by-maria]

Hair Dye Adventures

Red Bug and Noire AU

Chloe was not expecting Noire to knock on her balcony door at 5pm. She didn't patrol on Tuesdays, and she wouldn't usually be out at this time of day unless there was an akuma. Opening the door to let the heroine in, she thought back on all her interactions that day.

"I promise I didn't mean to upset anyone, I've really tried to be nicer and-"

"There's no akuma Goldie, I just needed your advice on something, you dye your hair right?"

"Well yeah, but how did you know that?"

"Chlo you've been in the spotlight since you were born but you've only been blonde for around six years."

"That's a pretty good point, what do you need advice on?"

Noire flopped down onto Chloe's big white couch and groaned. "I want to dye my hair pink but I have no idea how any of this stuff works! The most I ever do with my hair is tie it back, you've gotta help me Goldie!"

"So like? Now? Because I can totally bleach your hair tonight but you should probably get it done professionally and then wait a day before dying it."

"Ugh really? I'll be back on Friday then. Thanks Goldie!"

Chloe never knew how Noire was going to be, she was a whirlwind of a hero, always scatterbrained and running late. She was a good hero, but not the most organized. Under any other circumstance it probably would have bothered Chloe, but it endeared her to the girl, and she had saved her when Red Bug had written her off as unworthy. She wanted to be worthy of saving, to be better, if not for herself, then for her kitty.

Marinette was thinking about Chloe all through Friday’s patrol. The heiress had changed since Stoneheart. When she had been thrown from the Eiffel Tower, Red hadn’t even blinked, he wasn’t going to bother to save her. She had never been nice to Marinette, but she was unwilling to let her die. Chloe had yelled at him but he just calmly told her that where he was from, casualties were inevitable, and she should endeavor to be worthy of saving.

The girl had seemed to take those words to heart, she no longer went out of her way to antagonize others. That wasn’t to say that she wouldn’t bite, but she didn’t create problems to exploit. Marinette found it sweet that she was willing to try, and had found herself lingering around the girl more and more as Noire.

Chloe had all but forgotten about the whole ordeal by Friday and had been watching a movie in her room when she heard a knock on her patio door. Letting the heroine in, she cast a judgmental glance at her fluffy mass of black hair.

“You know I can’t dye your hair without bleaching it first.”

“Oh yeah, about that, the costume doesn’t change, magic and all, but I did have it bleached.”

“So how are we going to do this then? Because I doubt you can just reveal your identity.”

“Don’t worry, I thought about this, watch this!”

Noire spun around and whispered something about claws, a bright light surrounded her and left a girl with pale blonde hair wearing a black hoodie and domino mask.

“I was inspired by your costume! Also by some of America’s heroes, but mostly by you!” Chloe blushed at this and turned away, fiddling with the hem of her t-shirt, trying to save face she announced that she was going to order snacks and was about to ask what Noire wanted when a black blur flew in front of her face.

“Cheese. Get me some cheese.”

“Plagg! Be nice, oh my god Goldie I’m so sorry, he has no manners” Noire grabbed the catlike shape out of the air and frowned at it.

“What the hell was that?”

“Sorry, he’s a kwami, he gives me my powers. His name is Plagg, he likes cheese and he killed the dinosaurs.”

Chloe just blinked at her and shrugged. “I’m ordering a cheese and fruit platter, because snacks. We don’t have time to unpack all of that, so I’m going to throw the whole suitcase away. ”

“Why do I feel like you’ve done that? Rich people are crazy.”

When the cheese plate was brought up and Plagg was happily munching away, Noire pulled out a bottle of pink dye and they moved to Chloe’s en-suite, because she was not going to risk staining her couch. It came as a surprise to both of them when she began to purr when Chloe was washing the first dye from her hair. Both girls blushed profusely and Noire tried to stutter out some jumbled apology.

“Oh god I’m so sorry- I didn’t- I mean, I didn’t t know I could do that when I wasn’t suited up and-“

“It’s okay kitty cat, I think it’s cute, I didn’t know you could do that at all, but I won’t tell as long as you don’t tell anyone my hair is naturally curly or that I wear glasses.”

“Yeah about that, why do you straighten it? It’s really cute and fluffy like this, I just want to paw at it.”

“Wow you really are a cat,” a sheepish smile from Noire, “but I do it because my mom said it looked ugly like this.”

“You’re mom sounds mean, I’ll cataclysm her for you if you want.”

“It’s okay, I just want her to love me.”

“Well she doesn’t know what she’s missing, you’re my person now. She can’t have you back.”

“I thought people owned cats, not the other way around.”

“Well then you’ve obviously never met a cat before.”

By the early morning Noire’s hair was a lovely peach pink and she’d convinced Chloe to stop straightening her hair everyday.

Monday morning was going to be a test for Chloe, she hadn’t left her hair curly for school since she was six, and she was nervous. However that became the least of her worries when Marinette came in, on time for once, and complemented her hair.

Marinette, who’s signature pigtails were now peach pink.

Chloe felt her world cracking around her, despair swallowing her whole world as she realized how good of a person Marinette was. She had been so terrible to her, but she still saved her, even when Red Bug hadn’t, still tried to help her be better. She almost didn’t realize the new voice invading her head.

Marinette watched in horror from her seat as an akuma fluttered through the window and merged with the frame of Chloe’s sunglasses. She fired off a text to Red Bug and stared in awe as Chloe began to shake before ripping her sunglasses from her head and breaking them in her hands, a black butterfly disappearing out the window.

@persephonebutkore @weird-pale-blonde-person @be-happy-every-day-please @crazylittlemunchkin @caffeinetheory @thethirdwheelfriend @sassydepression

[fics-by-maria]

Also how would the whole situation with Lila go down??

So, the foundation here is that actually Volpina doesn’t happen because if any interference from a hero. She becomes frustrated when Alya doesn’t believe her.

When Red Bug compared her to Vicki Vale it made her a lot more serious about her journalism, and so she doesn’t take Lila’s story at face value. Especially because she’s spent a lot of time tailing Noire and shes pretty sure she only talks to Chloe Bourgeois and Red Bug.

Lila does blame Noire indirectly and still swears that they’ll never be friends after being de-akumatised. This time instead of Marinette being the one who initially tries to expose Lila, it’s Alya.

When Lila comes back she’s smarter with her lies, more subtle and consistent, making her more dangerous and a better villain. She tries to get to Marinette in order to push Alya out, but it backfires the second she says something about Red Bug. Marinette is a huge Red Bug supporter, even though he isnt the most friendly, and Lila tries to capitalize on that by saying she could set up a meeting. Mari pretty much shoves her off and proclaims that everyone knows that Red Bug doesn’t have friends.

Later that day she tries to use Adrien’s huge crush on Red Bug by telling him the same thing, but Adrien has already met Red Bug. He came into the bakery once while Adrien was helping out and told him “Look, I don’t ever really talk to civilians in the suit, but the eclairs here are so good and I forgot to get snacks for patrol.” which leads to the “I’m sure everyone would still be your friend if you stopped lying” and then bam! chameleon.

At the end of the day he tries the whole “take the high road” approach with Mari, but at this point she doesn’t take anyone’s shit (Jason’s influence.. so powerful) and goes “Well I haven’t learned anything!” and goes back to shredding Lila’s lies.

@persephonebutkore @be-happy-every-day-please @thethirdwheelfriend @weird-pale-blonde-person @sassydepression

[fics-by-maria]

Oh please can the next fic be the aftermath of the hair dying thing? Because that was basically a reveal and i need the budding chloenette lovinessss pleasssseee????

Ask and you shall receive, also writing them makes me soft 🥺

Red Bug and Noire AU

Marinette wanted to talk to chloe after class, but Alya got to her first, writing down every detail of Chloe’s experience.

“So how did you manage to reject the akuma?”

“I couldn’t let him control me, I had to think of another solution to my problem, but one thing really kept me centered.”

“And what was that?”

Chloe made eye contact with Marinette this time, before returning her attention to Alya and saying, “I had someone to protect.”

Alya scurried off to compile her notes, and Marinette carefully approached the taller girl.

“How did you do that?”

“I had to. I couldn’t endanger your whole family by giving in.”

“How did you know?”

“Your hair, but thats not the point. You’re so good, and I’m nothing like you, but I want to be. I want to be good enough to save.”

Marinette looked at her, eyes filling with tears before practically throwing herself into Chloe’s arms, wrapping her arms around her neck. Chloe smilled and wrapped one arm around Marinette’s waist, the other going to pet her head, eliciting a soft purr from the heroine.

“You are. You are good enough.”

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I just read all of your Red Bug stuff and, in the first post, “Jason’s not happy about it but he’s not going to let anyone else do it” made me think just: Jason- you’re a shithead for picking kids to be heros. Fu- if you don’t think you can be Tikki’s holder, I can find another if you so wish. Jason- No, fuck off *holding Tikki close*

Pretty much!

Red Bug and Noire AU

Fu regrets his slip up, Jason isn't as cooperative as Marinette and probably shouldn't be the Ladybug holder

Jason disagrees, he's great at this even if he's not the most orthodox in his solutions

He's also incredibly angry when he finds out that Mari was supposed to get the earrings

"You were going to give a child the artifact that forces them into a leadership position and to take charge in combat? You were going to give that to a child with no combat experience? If not for the laws of this land I would have slaughtered you."

Jason doesn't so much seek Fu for counsel as much as he tells him he's gonna do something. Fu is busy? Jason has snuck in and taken what he needed from the miracle box, he left a note, probably. Fu will get sporadic texts from Jason with shit like "bullets work on akumas but only when I'm transformed"

Marinette never has to meet Fu because Jason communicates with his team.

Luka does meet Fu once by accident, he's in the cafe chastising Jason for some violent action against an akuma. Jason introduces Fu as his "shitty grandfather, not to be confused with his shitty father or shitty adoptive father"

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Chloe does eventually get the bee miraculous, but not the way it happens in Canon. Jason is the one giving out the miraculous and ends up noticing how close Noire has got with this one citizen, and how she says she's changing for the better. Jason gives it to her as a sort of "Prove you're worthy of her" type test. This leads to her not giving away her Identity and Queen Bee becoming a recurring hero.

Not much, occasionally, but he isn't a very touchy person. He'll pat her on the head but that's about it. Mari doesn't mind, she gets it, but this does cause her to be more affectionate with her friends and super cuddly with the one civilian friend Noire has.

Side note: Jason picks Luka to be the fox and he eventually becomes a permanent hero, as does Chloe, because he will not put help at the mercy of luck and an old man's permission.

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Do Marinette and Jason ever meet as civilians in the red bug and noire au?

Luka actually introduces them! Jason works at a cafe he plays at on Tuesdays and Thursdays, a little side gig he has going because he doesn't get out much with being homeschooled. Marinette gets paired with Juleka and Chloe (evillustrator project ep) and Luka is helping Jason dye his white streak red. Marinette asks if that's inspired by Red Bug's red streaks and Jason tells her "Of course not! he's a loser" que Marinette defending her older brother's honor because he is NOT a loser! take it back you punk! they end up becoming friends after Jason revokes his statement about RB, and he tells her shed look really cool if she dyed her hair. Red Bug later says a similar thing to her when she tells him about Evillustrator. I actually might write about Mari's hair dye adventures if people are interested (it's gonna have the gay agenda though, im warning you)

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Ohhh what happens if Noire gets stressed out?? Does Red Bug help? Or does she still push herself to breakdowns like in MLB?

A key thing is that Marinette is less stressed due to Jason teaching her she can say no to favors and be selfish sometimes, and Plagg helps her relax.

However when she does get stressed it can go 2 different ways depending on her stress level.

He lets her ramble about the problem and slowly talks her through breaking it down into manageable parts, all while petting her.

He completely benches her from patrols and fights so she can take a breather. She worries about this, but he can always get Coda (Fox!Luka, it's a musical term that means tail, and I thought it was cute) to help out.

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In your red bug au, I’m guessing copycat is either not going to happen, or be extremely different, because since Marinette doesn’t really have a crush Adrein, there’s no reason for her to miss the statue unveiling, and highly doubt red bug is going to allow a guy who clearly older, make moves on his little cat sister

Red Bug and Noire AU

Copycat is caused from a misunderstanding, Noire makes it to the dedication, but can't stay long because she has other obligations that day, and Red Bug notices Theo's kinda creepy fixation on his sister and keeps him away from her, and afterwards warns him not to pull anything.

After the copycat battle, theo mentions something about their relationship, both of them laugh and clarify that they're practically siblings. Theo then takes that opportunity to make a pass at Noire, to which she mentions that he's like 8 years older than her. He makes some creepy comment saying that she's "gotta be almost 15" and that he can wait, to which Noire hisses and slaps him, claws scratching his cheek.

Paris learns that the cat only scratches those who deserve it, and the scar becomes a mark of shame and a warning to others. Jason doesn't do anything because Noire can fight her own battles, she needs his support more than she needs a proxy.

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Since Mari is more sure of herself in your RBAN AU how does the Evillistrator episode go down?

Red Bug and Noire AU

So

Marinette gets partnered with Juleka and Chloe for the project instead of Sabrina and Chloe (Bustier's attempt to get Chloe to do her own work)

When at the houseboat she meets Luka and his friend Jason, who recommends she dye her hair

Chloe didn't say anything in class, it was just Mendeliev's call out that upset him, I imagine she's one of the "science is much more important than art" types, so she says something about him wasting his time on meaningless drawings, which causes him to be akumatised.

He pretty quickly pulls a DoodleBob and erases Mendeliev's mouth and then sets his sights on that perfect date with Marinette he wants to plan

She agrees and gets information before passing it on to Red Bug when he comes to visit her, she disappears when Evillustrator is distracted when RB first shows up and comes back as Noire

Chloe does actually help with the project, not directly, but she does send them some research she did on the topic. Or that Jean helped her do. Baby steps.

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Red Bug and Noire AU Directory

Original Prompt

Civilians Meeting

Noire’s Hair Dye Adventures

Aftermath

Queen Bee

Stressed Hero

Lila

Evillustrator

Copycat

Dark Cupid

Master Fu ain't shit

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Are you still doing Red Bug and Noire AU? What would happen during Dark Cupid?

Yes I am! I haven’t gotten many prompts for it as of late and I’m working on the reveal fic at the moment.

Red Bug and Noire AU

Chloe tries to let him down easier, saying that she likes girls

Prompting disbelief from Kim because he’s like “you can do that??? Why did nobody tell me!!!”

Kim gets mad, he was projecting onto an unobtainable asshole and then suddenly finds out he could have been trying to romance his nerdy bro instead, but then the Internalized Homophobia ™ kicks in, cue hawkmoth

Kim didn’t feel like he could express his love so now nobody can! Get fucked. Dark Cupid pretty much proceeds as in canon

Jason is a sucker for literature and figures out the whole “true loves kiss” thing easily, which mildly annoys him, but a show of love isn't always romantic, he's seen Frozen

Noire is like "I hate you, die." and he just bear hugs her and kisses the top of her head. We stan a good big brother

Chloe and Marinette go get milkshakes. Jason watches Luka play a concert and pretends to not have a huge crush on him.

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Adrien has a crush on Red Bug??? Even though Bug would've let Adrien's childhood friend die???

Red Bug straight up told Hawkmoth to go fuck himself, that's the kind of attitude and confidence Adrien wishes he could have. And he's also the embodiment of a guy his dad would hate, teenage rebellion kicks in hard. Also as far as the public knows Noire deals with civilians more, Red Bug just isn't very social, the interaction was kept between the heroes and Chloe exclusively, especially because she was too embarrassed to tell anyone.

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Why did Marinette use just Noire instead of the typical Lady Noire or Chat Noire?

She picked Chat Noire, Red Bug just calls her Noire, the rest of Paris just follows his lead in shortening her name.

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Does Noire likes chin scratches too?

she loves them, kinda gets upset when whoever is giving them to her stops. shes a bratty cat, demands attention.