#steampunk miraculous ladybug

[meowbyacow60004]

steampunk au.

machanical designer!marinette/machine boy!adrien

in this au the human ad died at 6. then gabriel made a machanical copy of him just to see their son smiling and running in the mansion again, but they found that this machine boy could do much more.

(i spelled his name wrongly in the pic. )

[sunsketch]

"How can I know anything you feel for me isn't just something I programmed into you?"

"You may have created my heart Marinette, but it's mine now. I choose to love you."

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@meowbyacow60004 's brilliant steampunk au has been driving me insane, I had to draw my take on it ⚙️🔧

inspiration for mechanical heart here

[lizhi-art]

Obsessed with steampunk au by @meowbyacow60004 I tells ya OBSESSED I even fought my fear of kissing for you steampunk adrienette orz

[echo-has-queries]

I started doodling the Cat Noirs from my weird AUs because I realized that together they wear one (1) outfit XD

But then of course I had to draw the Ladybugs too. Where Steampunk Ladybug got away with ALL the clothes!

And obviously I also put each pair together, what do you think I am, a monster?!

CH Ladybug and Cat Noir do also wear cloaks I guess. So I suppose put together they each have one (1) very elaborate outfit.

Corresponding fanfics under the cut :)

[littlemissjellyfish1]

HEAVILY inspired by @meowbyacow60004 comic! Hope you don't mind my little rendition! (Lmk if you'd like me to take it down!)

The sound of heavy automaton footprints across the Parisian streets echoed against the buildings. Adrien continued towards Marinette's house, unwavering and never tiring. Asleep upon Adrien's cold, metal back; Marinette listened to the soft whirring of mechanical parts as she dreamt. Marinette jolted awake when an old lamp post flickered above her.

Noticing the change in her breathing, Adrien turned his head to look at her. "Oh, you're awake?"

Marinette rubbed her eyes and scanned the area as she spoke up. "Any reason for carrying me on your back?" She questioned.

"A few, princess," His calm and calculating voice answered. "It's midnight, no traffic, and I certainly can't let you go home alone."

Groaning, Marinette sunk her face into the nape of his neck. "You know what I meant, Adrien."

"Actually I don't, I'm just a machine," He feigned ignorance, walking along.

"Are you being satirical?"

"I wasn't designed to do this."

"So you are, then?"

"...Just a little. Maybe." Adrien smiled, a smile designed down to the last dimple on his cheek; that's what made it so uncanny and beautiful.

Letting out an exhausted sigh, Marinette felt the edges of her mouth curl up. "Good, it's like the old days."

Adrien cautiously walked across the old and fractured pavement as they inched closer to Marinette's house. "Are you being satirical, too?" He asked, breathlessly---inhuman.

Marinette shook her head into the fabric of his shirt. "Nope, I mean it." Marinette let the cool air surround her as she began to reminiscence. "I've been thinking these days...a lot." She paused, still for a moment before gripping the steel of Adrien's shoulder. "I'm sorry for avoiding you for so long."

It was funny: apologizing to a mechanical boy. Yet the ticking of his clockwork heart held enough emotion to burden Marinette with guilt, so she carried on. "I'm sorry I said those words to you. That wasn't your fault." Her grip tightened as tears welled up in her eyes. "I was the one who fell for you easily."

A short stop in the ticking, almost as if Adrien had paused his breath. Marinette spoke softly through her tears, "Your kindness...your little presents." She rubbed her eyes on his shirt, wrinkling and wetting it. "Your silly jokes, the murmur of gears in your body when I get close to you...everything..."

Not fully comprehending in the situation, Adrien began to set Marinette down. "Mari, we're here."

She let out a small "oh" and wiped the tears from her face. "Sorry...for ruining your shirt." Marinette let her hand linger over the wet spots on his back.

Cocking his head, Adrien smiled brightly. "Then what's my compensation?"

Marinette raised an eyebrow, face puffy. "Is this also a setting in advance?"

A small laugh escaped Adrien's mouth. "I guess not."

Pondering for a moment Marinette raised a question. "Okay---what do you want?"

"If it won't make you uncomfortable...how about an innocent kiss?" Adrien teased, causing Marinette to pout. "Just kidding! You don't have to; anything from you is fine!" He reassured her, waving his hands. "Even a smile can make me forgive-"

Adrien had tried to retract his statement, but he already felt small, calloused hands on his cheeks. It was a light kiss, just enough to make the pair ache for more, and yet still satisfy them for a time. Streetlights illuminated the scene like spotlights on a stage. Adrien felt a shiver run through every servo and circuit. For a moment--just a moment--Marinette swore his lips held warmth.

[rukh-keith]

Señores, en el fandom latino tambien podemos aportar nuestro granito de arena¿?.

Créditos de tan hermoso AU a @meowbyacow60004 , adoramos todo lo que crea también de este lado del mundo. 💕

Ojalá no lo odien. ♥️

[traslations]

Steampunk AU

1 >Часть 2 > 3

Вот кое-что об Адриане и Эмили. в этом случае Эмили была против того, чтобы Габриэль создавал машинную копию их ребенка, поэтому она попросила Адриана сначала называть ее миссис Агрест. вскоре после этой сцены она стала считать его своим сыном (правда, новым, вместо того чтобы считать его старым Адрианом) и разрешила ему называть ее матерью.

Автор: @meowbyacow60004

[marilysugarcoated]

holy hooping ballz

Miraculous AU Week Day 3: Technology AU

my friend @aclahayr and i decided to do a steampunk AU! he wrote a fic, which you can check out here, and i worked hard to draw these to go along with it! hope you all like it<3

[seas-of-silver]

Hi guys! I know it's been a while since I've done one of these, but last year was a bit insane, so I'm back, and so is this ask game!

This is a request from Ardvarkeating101, who doesn't have Tumblr but wanted to still play in the "first sentence then scene" ask game, so here's my response to their submission!

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In retrospect, Adrien probably should have figured out that his father was Hawkmoth before a SWAT team burst through the doors of the mansion. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t put it all together before now.

Well, there was the laughing, for one. Father’s laughter had always sounded a little evil for as long as Adrien could remember, but it had been taking on a more maniacal quality in recent months. He had picked up on the change because initially he thought that maybe Nathalie had developed a funny bone and Father might have been finally warming up to her, especially since the more cackle-like laugh had become increasingly frequent. Also, the whole mansion is covered in pristine marble, meaning that his father’s cackles from the atelier carried and echoed throughout the mansion, and those random maniacal cackles would startle Adrien out of his focus when studying… as did the akuma that almost always soon followed.

And then there was Father’s recent designs. Adrien would be the first to admit he’s far more creative than artistic (seriously - his drawings were more of stick figure quality), but that didn’t stop him from being able to tell the quality of a design when he saw it - perks of growing up in the fashion industry, he supposed. After all, it was that exposure to fashion that enabled him to spot the quality of Marinette’s designs, and how they rivalled junior designers ten years her senior.

But Father’s designs had been on a steady and rather concerning decline. It had started with what Adrien could only guess was attempts at making fashion faux pas fashionable, such as the “sandals with socks” designs that didn’t quite capture the imagination, but with every visit he made to his father’s atelier, he witnessed the quality of the work and ideas continually deteriorate. Just last week Adrien saw a most ludicrous design that incorporated the currently in-trend of brightly coloured pants in combination with steampunk and fairy design elements that made for a painfully eye watering monstrosity. If it wasn’t for his father’s distinctive art style in the drawing, Adrien wouldn’t have believed his father was capable of something so repulsive.

Adrien had attributed it to grief, and thought his Father would eventually be inspired enough to break out of this slump, but it seemed that his artistic decline was far worse than Adrien had ever realised. His akumas proved that it was possible for his father to have no artistic integrity.

Then there was Ladybug herself suspecting his father, but he didn’t want to entertain that suggestion. And he had become an akuma, so that had settled that debate, but in retrospect the timing was unbelievably convenient.

And then there was the most damning piece of evidence of all - Father had an increased interest in Adrien. Father had always been a distant man; Adrien always knew that Mother was the only person he would actually show love for, and while Adrien yearned for his father to be more expressive in his affection to him as his son, he understood that this was just the way his father was. Though, that didn’t stop Adrien from wanting to get closer with his father and to know him better.

But then Father started to visit him, talk to him - and not just about his performance at the most recent photoshoot or runway show. He was asking about how Adrien felt. He was asking about school. He was talking about Mother. And he was asking about his ring, his Miraculous, not that his father knew about the true nature of the ring.

…or perhaps that’s why he asked? Did Father suspect he was Chat Noir? He had asked about it in multiple occasions, after all. It was unnervingly intense to experience at the time, so it was likely he suspected him, and Adrien wondered now how he had managed to convince his father that he wasn’t the Black Cat hero of Paris.

What made his father’s behaviour all the more bizarre (and all the more damning) was the constant hopscotch between being hot and cold. Father had berated Adrien for talking about Mother, but then offered to watch his mother’s movie with him and told Adrien that he “didn’t have to hide anything from him”.  Father had refused to let him go to New York, changed his mind and let him go, and then ordered him back home over the course of three days. Father had repeatedly given him permission to hang out with friends, and had rescinded his permission at the last minute just as frequently. It was baffling, confusing, and had made Adrien wonder whether Father was doing this on purpose, or whether the man was slowly losing his short-term memory.

…could abusing the Miraculous lead to damaged short-term memory? He’d have to ask Plagg. But that would have to wait until after the SWAT raid was over.

Adrien wished he could talk to Nino or Alya or Marinette, but with him being under the protection of four SWAT guards (or was he a prisoner? He wasn’t sure), he doubted he’d have the permission to call them. And transforming into Chat Noir and escaping to Ladybug was completely out of the question. So Adrien sat in overwhelmed silence as troops swarmed the mansion, investigating every nook and cranny of every room.

…or at least he was silent until he saw his very disheveled father, who looked like he fought a leaf blower and lost.

‘Why, Father?’ he asked, ignoring the stinging in his eyes as his father was being escorted in handcuffs with SWAT soldiers on either side of him. ‘Why would you do it?’

‘You would never understand,’ Father snarled, fighting against his restraints. ‘You don’t love her like I do.’

‘Who?’ Adrien asked desperately. ‘Mother?’

Just then, Nathalie emerged, restrained and disheveled just like his father was.

‘Nathalie?!’ Adrien yelped, disbelieving. ‘What- why? How? You knew?’

Nathalie looked away, silent.

Father and Nathalie were read their Miranda rights and informed of their charges being the magical terrorists Hawk Moth and Mayura respectively, shoved unceremoniously into the back of a SWAT vehicle, and were driven away with an armoured entourage. The remaining SWAT soldiers continued to scour the mansion, while two intimidating men approached Adrien and his guards.

‘Adrien Agreste, I am Corporal Jean Briand, the leader of this SWAT Unit. How are you coping with all this?’

‘I- I…’ Adrien stammered, trying to form a sentence as his mind screamed incoherently. ‘I don’t know.’

‘That’s understandable,’ Corporal Briand said sympathetically. ‘I can only imagine it’s a lot to take in.’

Adrien thought that was a bit of an understatement.

‘Am… am I under arrest, sir?’ Adrien asked.

‘No, no you’re not,’ the Corporal reassured with a small smile. ‘Chat Noir may be a vigilante hero, but that’s hardly a reason to charge you, especially since you protected millions of civilians with your selfless bravery against a magical threat.’

Adrien’s eyes popped out of his head.

‘You… you know?’

Corporal Briand and the other SWAT soldiers chuckled.

‘You really need to find better hiding places to transform than behind a bush, tree or park bench,’ the Corporal chided gently. ‘But so does that friend of yours.’

‘My friend? You mean Ladybug?’ Adrien asked. 

‘Yes, a young Miss-‘

‘WAIT!’ Adrien exclaimed. ‘Don’t tell me!’

‘Hang on, so you seriously don’t know who she is?’ SWAT Guard 1 asked, amused. ‘I thought that was just a gimmick.’

‘Of course they didn’t know! Were you even paying attention during surveillance?’ SWAT Guard 3 asked.

‘Of course I was!’ Guard 1 protested. ‘But with how close they were, it was hard to believe they didn’t know!’

‘Didn’t stop you from betting on their reveal though,’ SWAT Guard 4 muttered with a smirk, and Guard 1 glared at them.

‘Huh?’ uttered Adrien.

‘Come one, man,’ said SWAT Guard 2, ‘did you really think they were going that far to hide their identities from the world if they really had revealed to each other? They don’t have that kind of intricate level of forward planning.’

‘Oh really?’ Guard 1 retorted. ‘What about Ladybug’s battle plans?’

‘What about the transformation hiding spots Adrien and Ma-’

‘No, it’s true!’ Adrien piped up, cutting off Guard 2 from revealing his lady’s name. ‘We really don’t know, and I’m not going to betray her trust by learning who she is from you guys, no offence.’

‘None taken,’ said Guard 1. ‘But now I’m looking forward to that reveal for more than just the bet.’

Adrien was reeling, his head spinning like a tornado from emotional whiplash, the million and one questions he had about the events and information revealed over the past hour and a bit, and wanting to know what kind of bet these SWAT soldiers had made about him and Ladybug. He suddenly felt very sympathetic with Dorothy and Toto.

‘So how did you find out about Father and Nathalie? And about me and Ladybug?’ Adrien asked.

‘We started investigating into Hawk Moth as soon as he made his dramatic debut in September,’ Corporal Briand began, ‘and kept a keen eye on events as they occurred. We don’t take kindly to terrorists of any kind, and that includes magical ones. We reached out to a few specialist groups as we tried to narrow down the nature of this magic, as UNIT confirmed it wasn’t alien of origin, but it wasn’t easy. All we had to off was your friend’s Ladyblog, and our own observations, including the fact that you were interacting with a creature that didn’t register on any electronic devices.’

‘Creature?’ he echoed.

‘The black cat-like wingless flying one that has an affinity for Camembert,’ the Corporal replied. ‘Our snipers had spotted you taking to what seemed like thin air, until they switched their digital scopes for analog ones.’

‘Right, smart,’ Adrien conceded dumbly.

‘But what really helped us find Hawk Moth and Mayura was, rather simply, CCTV,’ the Corporal admitted. ‘Just because we couldn’t see the floating creatures on video didn’t mean we couldn’t see things like transformations or where people travelled to and from. All it took was unlimited access to Paris’s CCTV network, using social media posts of people’s sightings, and good old fashioned investigation to solve the puzzle. Well, that, and Shanghai and New York.’

‘What about those?’ Adrien asked.

‘Because Hawk Moth and Mayura made very few in-person appearances in battles, it slowed our investigation considerably, but we still had a selection of possible suspects,’ the Corporal explained. ‘But after Hawk Moth’s attacks in both China and the US, the only one from our suspect pool who was present in both countries during both attacks was your father. We already had all our main suspects under 24 hour surveillance from before New York, but we had to make sure we had enough indisputable evidence to take to court before we could make the arrest.’

‘Oh,’ he uttered. ‘So were Ladybug and I under investigation?’

‘Initially,’ Corporal Briand admitted, ‘but once we discovered you two were just teenagers who had taken on the mammoth responsibility of using magic to protect the city and fight the terrorists, you two got downgraded in priority, but still kept under surveillance, just in case.’

‘Right,’ muttered Adrien, just as another SWAT soldier emerged from some sort of van and approached them.

‘Sir,’ the soldier said, ‘the magical items are clean, yet the Peacock one shows signs of damage. We’ve completed our assessments on the items to submit as evidence.’

‘Excellent,’ Corporal Briand said, and the soldier handed him two plastic evidence bags. ‘Now we just need to ensure they’re the real deal. Adrien, can you do the honours?’

Corporal Briand held out the plastic bags to him, and Adrien tentatively accepted them, and sucked in a sharp breath when he saw two broaches within them.

Adrien’s throat suddenly felt like it had swollen, and it was harder to breathe or swallow.

‘Um, before I do,’ Adrien said hesitantly, ‘what will happen to these Miraculouses? Recovering these Miraculouses and other lost or stolen Miraculous-related items was a major part of Ladybug’s and my job. Will we be able to take them back to their rightful place, or will you be taking them for evidence? And will we be able to retrieve them if you do take them for evidence?’

‘Don’t worry, Adrien,’ Corporal Briand told him with a smile. ‘You can take the Miraculouses with you. We just need proof that those are the real deal, so that we can confirm we got the right people and that the threat is well and truly over… and maybe, where possible, answer a few of our questions just in case we find ourselves facing a similar threat in the future. And don’t worry about yours and Ladybug’s identities - we’ll keep them secret.’

Adrien nodded warily, wishing he had the comfort of Ladybug’s presence beside him, and put on the Miraculouses. Immediately, two kwami emerged.

‘Yes, Mas- wait - Adrien?’ the purple butterfly kwami asked disbelievingly.

‘Adrien! It’s Adrien!’ cried the blue peacock one. ‘It’s soooo nice to finally meet you! Em- bleugh! I hate those bubbles! Ugh, your mum used to talk about you all the time!’

‘Duusu!’ scolded the purple one while Adrien spluttered.

‘Mum? My mum? What- how did you know her?’ Adrien asked, the words practically falling out of his mouth in frazzled sudden desperation.

‘Well-’

‘Before that,’ interrupted the purple one, looking warily at the soldiers, ‘who are these people?’

‘Oh!’ Adrien exclaimed. ‘Right, sorry - this is Corporal Braind and his team. They’re the ones who rescued you two from, um, Father and Nathalie.’

‘Woohoo!’ cried Duusu, waving their stubby arms in the air as the purple one relaxed somewhat. ‘Rescuers! Nooroo, we’re saved!’

‘Yes, apparently,’ Nooroo commented.

‘Oh!’ Duusu gasped. ‘If you’re rescuers, you can get Em- bleugh! I hate those bubbles! You can rescue his mum, then, right?’

This time, it wasn’t just Adrien’s eyes that popped out in shock.

‘Wait, what?’

[baenyth]

Miraculous Ladybug AU where everything is the same except Anarka is western-obsessed rather than pirate-obsessed. Her house is a western desert saloon with the nearby terrain being inexplicably desert sand and shrubs.

Either that or an akuma turns the entirety of Miraculous Paris into a western. I'm just in the mood for westerns right now. Probably because of Undertale Yellow. Back on topic, the Eiffel Tower is turned into a rock formation with roughly the same shape. Miraculous Paris turns into a shrubby desert wasteland with wooden buildings and cacti. Everyone gets western clothes and starts speaking in western accents. Maybe some people are turned into rocks, cacti, and animals as well if it's too crowded. Alix gets a horse in place of her rollerskates. Markov becomes a steampunk/dieselpunk can robot. I have no idea what the Liberty would become in this situation. Maybe just a regular house nearby what's left of the Seine. Maybe she owns a bunch of guns or something. What I do know is that Kitty Section's (minus Adrien) outfits should be a reference to the Feisty Four because it fits so damn well. The only exceptions are Kagami and Tomoe, who are dressed as someone out of a samurai movie instead. Because cowboys and samurai, you know. But otherwise, no one is safe. Not even the Miraculous Heroes. Ladybug and Chat Noir have their outfits changed to show they're the sheriffs in this town, as does Hawkmoth but I'm not in the mood to think about what his fit would look like. If Viperion joins he puts the snake bracelet in his boot. Chat Noir's staff is turned into a long gun, although Ladybug keeps her yoyo. But her Lucky Charm turns out to be a revolver. She uses it in a duel against the akuma. The purified butterfly flies into the sunset.

[meowbyacow60004]

steampunk au

so i drew some fluffy things! i just came up with this and have to draw these. it may not really happen in the formal story, but i kinda like this.

[imsparky2002]

This old boy is steamin! By jove this was fun to create with you!

DuPont School for Monstrous Youths- Max Kante

Max is geared up and ready to go! As always, thanks to @imsparky2002 and @artzychic27!

Species: Steam-Powered Robot

Appearance/Attire: Short, Bronze skin, bolted together at the joints, square black afro, brown eyes with gear-shaped irises, rockets in soles of feet. Bronze steampunk goggles, white button up shirt, meadow green double breasted vest, black work gloves, black dress pants with bronze gear decals, bronze rocket boots.

Bio: A tech-geek through and through, Max has a passion for both the old-fashioned and the newly-updated! Always tinkering with some new creation, it’s rare you’ll see him without a tool in hand. Being a Victorian-esque steam-power machine, Max’s old-English vocal guitar patterns can make him a bit difficult to understand at times. A brilliant analytic and logical mind, he’s the go-to tutor for most of th gang. He can be a bit stuck in his ways, but he’ll update his programming as needed!

Don’t underestimate the older models! Leave thoughts in the comments and reblogs!

[chaos-has-theories]

It's a glorious day for SCIENCE!!!

In other words, I wrote fic :3

Miraculous Ladybug / Girl Genius fusion, 2054 words. Written for @au-roulette 2024, with the prompt "Scientist/Mad Science! It was actually written as a prologue - I have a lot more thoughts about traveling Spark Marinette and her rotating gang of sidekicks - but I believe it stands on its own, even if you only know one of the source materials.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug, Girl Genius (Webcomic) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug & Nino Lahiffe Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Nino Lahiffe Additional Tags: Mad Science, Gift Giving, Alternate Universe - Steampunk, Girl Genius Fusion, breakthrough, (in the spark sense), Bullying, show them show them all Series: Part 1 of Marinette Dupain-Cheng: GIRL GENIUS Summary:

Marinette Dupain-Cheng broke through when she was barely fourteen years old. If she’d been just a little less brilliant, she might have sliced herself into thin ribbons and gotten them stitched into the dress she was working on. If she had been just a little more brilliant, she might have blown up the entire city of Paris. ...if Adrien had been just a little less kind, it might all still have happened.

Character concepts! Marinette wears patchwork and pinafores since they're more easily mended. Adrien is always fully buttoned up because his father told him to. See LB, CN, Nino and Alya here.

[facultativeactivity]

Lady Bugbird

I made a hack for John Harper's rules-light steampunk RPG, Lady Blackbird, using the rules to simulate the style and mood of Miraculous Ladybug as closely as I could.

*khm*

Jump into the Miraculous world of drama, romance, magic powers and secret identities! All you need is a few sheets of paper and a handful of six-sided dice!

Anyway.

It's untested and probably unbalanced as heck. But when was MLB ever balanced?

Check it out, maybe give it a try with a few friends if you have the opportunity. Feedback is appreciated.

[echo-has-queries]

Random cute ML Steampunk AU comic I thought up yesterday.

Adrien is an Automaton here, that's why he looks like that and eating is new and exciting, lol

Here is the fanfic on ao3 if you're interested! :3

[potocorn]

Fic idea:

Marichat who grew up in a Steampunk AU Paris ruled by Monarch and his army of akumas he uses to hunt down miraculous. Marinette is part of a resistance movement trying to locate the Miraculous of the Ladybug in order to stop him. Adrien steals the Miraculous of the Cat from his father to escape and wreak havoc on the akuma army

Feel free to drop ideas or share the poll! I just want to know how many people would actually read this before I get too attached and dump a lot of effort into it