#special shoutout to when you told me what your new fandom was I just re-read that convo and laughed out loud again

[formulaonedirection]

Top 5 Rina Nadia moments

U me n Max literally being the depression triumvirate like fewtrellrinas of the world unite in wasted potential

When I told you Now That We Don't Talk was Mick Justine coded bc that's the only thing I think about when I listen to that song

Every time I lie about going to NZ (Natalie and I are definitely going)

You creating the Maxlows Hierachy of Needs like this isn't technically a Rina Nadia moment but it also is bc I'm in every piece of Max Fewtrell content on tumblr dot com

This being the first DM I ever sent you all those years ago

kjshfkshadjkfhjkdhf UNPROMPTED JUST SENT YOU THIS.

ask for my top 5 anything

[smellysluna]

The one where you break the line

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Pairing: Adrien Agreste & [YOU]

Warnings/Tags: teacher/student relationship

Summary: you’re a proffessor in Adrien’s class, sometimes things aren’t always socially acceptable.

Side note: special shoutout to @lonelyhibiscus bcs they’ve motivated me to post this and made my week

You knew this day would come hitting harder than a falling skyscraper. 

It was harder to accept than admit, it would ruin your career and it could ruin his career too. It felt like the blood of your heart was being sucked out -hurtful yet, strangely, pleasurable. But it was unforgivable what you happened to get yourself into and, unconsciously, him altogether.

"Alright, everyone, I've got all of your tests graded. I'm going to hand them in to all of you and afterwards we're going to re-do the test on the chalkboard. Agreed?"

"Yes, professor," chanted everyone in unison.

You started handing in tests, starting by a test with neat hand-writing but poor answers. "Rose Lavillant," you said out loud and heard a faint 'Here'. You walked up to her desk and handed it in. Her eyes held an expecting gaze, as if expecting to finally get this test right, only to be replaced by a hurt expression. 

"If there's something troubling you, Miss Lavillant, you can reassuringly tell me —I'll try to help if there's something I can do," you said as you gazed at the girl sitting next to her, getting closer and glancing at her test while rubbing her back. 

Good friends indeed, wish I had the opportunity.

You looked at the next test reading out loud the name, "Nino Lahiffe." You walked to his desk before he could reply. Your heart clenched upon nearing that desk, you tried so hard to not gaze at the boy sitting next to  Mr. Lahiffe but your desires got the best of you; you glanced at Adrien and caught his stare on you. "I know you can do better, don't slack off even if you don't fail my tests." 

Oh, it hurts so much.

Then you noticed the murmurs around the classroom but paid no attention as long you could be clearly heard without raising your voice. 

To your dismay, you heard a scream at the first row and glared at the source of the voice. 

Ah, what a coincidence.

"Chloé Burgeois." Not waiting for her reply, you shuffled in front of her desk and laid her blank test in front of her. "I'm notifying your father about your grades after class." She only stared at you but you continue handing out tests leaving your favourite student last; feeling a pleasurable stare upon you till you voiced out his name.

"And last, but not least, Adrien Agreste," you walked to him, connecting eachother’s eyes during your short walk. You left his spotless test in front of him, flashing a sweet smile at him and, unaware from other eyes, whispered into his ear. "Don't forget to read the end note." You notice his face heat up and gave you a goofy smile to which your heart melted. You walked away and headed to the chalkboard. 

Oh, what you do to me.

When you got to your desk you looked around to watch your students. Then, your gaze went upon one. You stared at the blond as he read the note you left for him. Your heart melted once again upon seeing his smile as he raised his head after reading the note.

"Before I continue, Mister Agreste, I want to talk to you after class is dismissed."

"Yes, professor," his soft voice stammered and you held back a smile as you proceeded to correct the test on the chalkboard. 

As the last question approached the bell rang, signalling that the last class of the day had ended. All the students rushed out the classroom except for one. 

"Ah, Adrien, it's great you didn't forget to stay," fuck, it felt so right to just say his first name.

"I couldn't, professor," he replied and as he looked elsewhere, he added in a softer voice, "Specially if it's you I have to stay with." You couldn't avoid forming a smile on your lips as he said that.

"Adrien, please, call me by my first name." You longed to hear his voice, splatting out your name with such charm that made you almost gave in to the desire of grabbing this boy and never letting him go.

"Oh, okay... (Y/n)." You smiled as he muttered out my name.

"Do you know why you're here right now?"

"Because of my absence on some school hours...?" He replied without confidence.

"That's one of the reasons, yes. Nevertheless, I'd also like to talk about something else but for now let's start with this." You answered with your heart pounding hard against the rib cage. 

I hate this but I love this.

"Oh, alright."

"I know that some of your unattended lessons are because of your career as a model, so those are excused. But some lessons, and not only mine, you're excused to the bathroom but, the thing is, you don't come back. And I have the slightest idea of why that is," he stared and listened intensely to every word you directed to him. "What I suspect is that you try to live in three lives of your own and it gets more difficult as time passes."

"W-what do you mean...?" Adrien nervously mumbled.

He seems quite adorable when he's nervous.

"What I mean is that you try to live as a college student, as a model and...," you lock your eyes with his and almost forget you were talking to him. "... as a hero under a mask." All his expressions changed into a startled one.

"S-say what!?"

You grinned at him, getting a confidence boost. "You know, Plagg can come out of his hiding spot now." A cat like miniature creature flying out of Adrien's bag.

"I'm surprised you know who I am."

"I've been told about you but never seen you; you're actually quite cute." 

"How... How do you know all this?" Asked Adrien getting closer to you.

"I... was the former Ladybug. Hawk Moth already existed before the new generation had your Miraculous."

"Then why did I not know about that?”

"I was discreet and Hawk Moth knew it; I wouldn't appear if he made a public scandal. It wasn't easy for him but then I retired and the new Ladybug and Chat Noir appeared. It made him things a lot easier. He really thought that these two new miraculous wouldn't be discreet."

"Then that means that there was also another Chat Noir?"

"No," replied Plagg before you could, "otherwise I would have known."

"Oh... I... I don't know what to say to all this."

"There's nothing to say, it's normal," said Plagg as he yawned, "I'm going to get some sleep, I'm tired." He yawned once again and went back to Adrien's school bag.

"So... we actually fucked up...?" 

"Adrien, what do you mean?"

"I mean, we gave Hawk Moth an advantage," he said looking down.

"No, no! Not at all... How could you think that? It's not your fault," you replied very aware of the nervousness in you felt.

"We made it easier for him, didn't we?" He looked up at you and your heart clenched at his pained expression. And for a moment, you thought that there was something else on his mind apart from this. You stared deep into his eyes and, somehow, you could make out what they were trying to express.

'Why...? Why did it have to be you...?'

"You couldn't have known, Adrien... It's not your fault," you answered once again getting closer and only now you notice he was almost the same height as you, he was 4 years younger than and yet, still, was he taller than you. You locked your eyes on his and he did the same on yours and unknowingly you both started leaning in.

It was wrong what you were about to do but you wished for this since the day you realised you fell for him. It was wrong, a teacher and a student should not belong together but you knew that a day would come in where you would want to break that rule.

You started closing your eyes and so did Adrien, then, the next thing you felt were his lips and too many feelings stirring. Love, lust, pain and happiness. It was a pain, being his teacher, if somebody found out this was happening, it would ruin your career as a teacher and ruin his blessed life as a consequence. But then, you stopped thinking about it and gave into the kiss, losing yourself in his soft warm lips.

You parted away and suddenly you noticed Adrien’s racing heart and longed for his lips once again. You locked eyes once more and you noticed a sparkle that wasn't there before, it was stunning. 

You cupped his face and smiled sadly, "You realise... I'm your teacher, right? This is wrong..."

His eyes still held that new beautiful sparkle but hurt also found place in his eyes, "I... know... I’m sorry.."

You caressed his cheek with your thumb and planted a kiss on his other cheek, "Please, don't be... It’s not your fault... I wanted this too... If it's someone's fault, it's ours, Adrien, not only yours." He mildly smiled and rested his head on your shoulder while you inhaled his scent.

"So... what happens next...?" He asked with hope in his voice as he wraps his arms around your body.

"What we could do is... forget about this like this never happened or...," you said, voice trembling, and wrapping your own arms around his body. His body trembled afterwards and so did your. You were scared of that option and he seemed to be scared of it as well, you could not forget about this easily. "We could wait till the year ends and I'll surely have to go to another college to teach so it wouldn't be a problem." You said with hope as you slightly bit your lip.

His grip on you tightened and hid his face in the crook of your neck, "I'd love that second option but..." You smiled as he started kissed your neck and slide your hand through his hair. "We could meet in secrecy... Nobody would know if I go to your house... as Chat Noir," as he said the last part, he whispered seducingly in your ear.

"Oh, I would love that. But... you still have to get good grades; I'm still your teacher, mon cher."

"Ah, well, there's only four months left so... I've got no problems."

"And now if you excuse me, I have to call Chloé's father, as much as that girl annoys me, I still have to do my work."

"Ow, you're ditching me for work, that hurts..." 

"Actually, it would be the other way, mon amour."

Bonus:

"Dude! I thought we were bros, man!" Nino exclaimed loudly. "How could you, like, not tell me you were going out with our teacher, like, that's screwed up. Can't blame you, man, she's hot and young. But I didn't expect you'd like 'em older."

"Hey! She’s only 4 years older, man..." 

"Do not worry, or fear, bro. I totally agree with it, I'd be lying if I said there was nothing going on between you two in our classes. No wonder you got spotless results, man," Nino stated as he grinned at Adrien, his face heating up.

"That! That has nothing to do with my grades!" The blond looked away, denying that she would help him to study. "Well, maybe... a bit...?" Nino started a fit of laughter, his expressions going upwards as his back rolled on top of Adrien’s bed.

"A bit, he says!"

"She only helped me with some studying...! And only because I asked, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten any help," he replied, a smug look painting his features.

"Sure, I'll just believe that, big boy," Nino smirked once again and winked, making it obvious what his thoughts were.

"Stop being such a pervert."

"Like you're any better, Adrien.”