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Daminette December: 16-(SUB) Gold Digger

Alya stared into wonder, as Marinette crossed the room of the Wayne Gala.

'What the fuck is she doing here?'

She had tried inviting Lila, but she had said she was too busy.

'Did she know that Mari would be here?'

Alya froze as she watch Marinette talk to Lois Lane and Clark Kent with such familiarity. Even Jon had gone up and hugged her! Alya watched as a guy came up from behind them and put his arm around her waist.

'What is going on?'

Alya ran up to Jon, after watching Marinette walk to the other side of the room with the mysterious guy.

"Hey, Jon." She spoke, trying to keep an eye out.

"Alba?" He questioned.

She winced, "A-Alya."

"Sorry." Jon apologized, "What-Did you have a question?"

"Um, I did actually." Alya answered, "How do you know Marinette?"

"You know Mari, too?" He shouted, excitedly, "We have so much to talk about!"

"Yeah." She smiled, awkwardly, " I didn't realize you knew her."

"Oh, yeah!" He stated, "I met Mari in university, after my best friend, Damian started dating her. Actually, I don't remember seeing you at the wedding."

'Marinette's married?'

"Busy." She replied, quickly, trying to keep the shock off of her face.

"Oh yeah. Ma and Pa are always busy, too." Jon spoke.

"It makes sense that your parents know your best friend, after all." Alya commented.

"Of course!" He smiled, "The Wayne family own the Daily Planet, after all."

'Huh?'

"Pa and Bruce are old friends and Damian had been my best friend for years." Jon continued, "Mari has changed him so much...in a good way."

Jon leaned in and whispered, "If you ask his brothers, off record, they'll say he was much more violent before her. Like Beauty and the Beast."

'Marinette married into the Wayne family and they own the Daily Planet. Marinette is my boss!'

"You wanna go talk to them?" Jon questioned.

"Another time." Alya smiled, "The Waynes are busy and I don't want to hog her attention."

As she walked away, she swallowed a very hard pill. She had been moments away from going to yell at Marinette, but Marinette held the power to fire her. It wasn't worth losing her dream job, especially when she wasn't even a journalist yet.

Alya held a zoom meeting with some of the others in Paris. Others had drifted apart in University and barely spoke to them now. They had been shocked to learn that Mari had gotten married.

"Who did she marry?" asked Nathaniel.

"Yeah, what's he like?" questioned Kim.

"Damian Wayne." Alya spoke.

"Are you sure?" Alix asked, confused.

"Yes." Alya answered.

"Alya are you 100%, no, 1000% sure?" Max pressed.

"Yeah. I talked to my boss' kid. The whole family knows them." She declared, "I was about to march over to Mari and call her a bitch for everything and then I found out the Waynes own my work. Mari is my boss. I can't say anything to her, without risking my job."

"Alya." Alix spoke up, "Lila has been telling us that her new boyfriend is Damian Wayne. She told us they went out last Friday."

"Last Friday?" She questioned, "That was the night of the gala and he was there with Marinette. He barely left her side."

The call fell silent.

"Did we make a mistake?" Nathaniel asked.

"Are you sure that's what she said?" Alya shot back.

"Yeah!" Kim cried out.

After a few moments of silence, Alya spoke, "I'll.....I'll talk to Jon first."

"Babe." Nino called.

"If....If anyone knows something, he would. " she answered, "He's Damian's best friend and he seemed to really like Mari. The whole family does."

"Alya." Nino spoke.

"Bruce was-He got around with woman at this age. Damian didn't give the impression that he would." Alya continued, "Bruce isn't even married."

"Babe." Nino called out again.

"I need some air." She declared and turned off the call.

Alya decided to pour her research abilities into Damian Wayne.

'Jon wasn't kidding when he said he was violent before.'

Damian was introduced as Bruce Wayne's biological child at the age of eleven. Bruce explained how he had been living with his mother, all that time, and he was as shocked as any of them. Many commented how Damian looked exactly like Bruce at that age. He was a vegetarian and an animal activist.

There were a few articles of Damian being suspended for injuring a student or teach. His only statement was he 'disliked being touched'. He even hit a journalist for attempting to ask him questions. Damian had labeled it 'harassment'. He was called Gotham's own Ice Prince.

It was a shock to Gotham when Marinette and Damian announced they were officially dating. The city called them 'Daminette'. Damian was viewed as 'softer', but very protective of Mari. She had been kidnapped for ransom by Scarecrow. When GCPD found him, he was screaming for Damian to get away from him. He was found beaten and bruised. When the young Wayne was questioned about his actions he boldly claimed 'He wasn't afraid of the rouges. If Marinette was hurt again, he was willing to go to jail for the murder of a rouge.' Marinette was quickly listed as 'off limits' and dubbed 'Gotham's Sunshine Princess'.

There were dozens of articles of them at charity events. There were even pictures of Jagged Stone with Damian and Fang.

'I saved Jagged Stone's pet kitten.'

'Why are you lying? Jagged Stone doesn't have a pet kitten, Lila. He hatched a crocodile egg and named him Fang.'

'Maybe he was holding it for a friend? He just seemed so grateful!'

'Marinette, hey, um, can you sign my cd?'

'Gah! Uh, su-sure , Adrien. Go here. I-I mean here ya go, Buddy.'

Actually, now that she thought about it, more, Mari designed his Eiffel Tower glasses, too. Alya took a deep breath and looked up Marinette, instead.

Marinette was a very sought out designer. Jagged Stone had announced her as his designer when she was eighteen. He mentioned how she had been working with him since she was fourteen, but had been under an NDA contract.

There were even pictures of her with Luka and Juleka.

'When did I last talk to Juleka...or Rose?'

Marinette's designs were on runways at fashion week. She traveled a lot: Milan, London, Shanghai, New York, LA. She had her own label, not affiliated with the Wayne family.

It had taken Alya two weeks to process everything.

"Jon, do you mind if I ask you a question?" She asked him, at work.

"Sure." He answered.

"Do you know a Lila Rossi?" She asked.

Jon made a face, "You mean that liar?"

"Huh?" She spoke.

Jon sighed, "You heard about how she was claiming to be dating Damian, too, right?"

Alya simply nodded.

"Damian already served her with a defamation lawsuit." He replied.

"What?" She answered.

"Yeah." He continued, ignoring her shock, "Adrien heard it and told me, so I told Damian. He doesn't like his name being slandered."

"Oh, that's good." Alya smiled, trying to hide her panic, "I....I heard about it from a friend , back home, and it didn't make sense. I told them Damian was married."

"Hey, you did good." Jon replied, putting his arm around her shoulder, "You told them the truth and you had the facts to back it up."

Alya nodded, quickly.

"Oh and don't worry about a story." He spoke, removing his arm.

"St-story?" She questioned.

Jon pulled out his phone and stated, "Damian said 'That gold digger is as pathetic as the rest. Her name does not deserve to make it to the front page'. Adrien told him how she likes the attention. That she use to try to keep getting with him, too, and it took him coming out, as gay, for her to leave him alone."

Jon suddenly started laughing, recalling something, "A-He said she tried to rub on him so he shoved her off, sat of Jagged Stone's son's lap and made out with him. She hasn't bothered him since."

Alya remained silent. She hadn't even known that Adrien was gay.

"I better not see this in a story." He stated, any trace of laughter was gone, "It would be hearsay."

"No! " she answered, quickly.

He continued, "Good. You're learning. You can't take the word of one person and believe it. Someone else may recall something else, differently. Journalism is about finding the truth. Lies don't belong in a story. That's tabloid gossip and for bloggers, even fanfiction writers."

"With this Lila, she will learn the hard way that lying is wrong. She is going to have to explain to a jury: why she lied and what made her claim to be in a relationship with a married man. If she still claims to be his affair partner, she will have to show evidence: dates, hotel names, locations. All of which, Damian can disprove with his own bank statements. If money was taken out, it would show. There are cameras everywhere, especially owned by Wayne Enterprises. They make sure to aid the GCPD with rogue attacks, so they can see every angle." Jon spoke.

"Same with trips out of the states. Damian can disprove he didn't go to visit her and he didn't pay for her to be flown to Gotham or met up in some fantasy place. Not to mention her own passport. " He concluded, "I know Adrien said she likes to lie about celebrities. Hopefully, this is her only lie, out there, because if there's more, celebrities might come out of the woodworks just to sue her. I'm sure you know about limitations and how people can be convicted like ten years later for something they did."

Alya smiled and nodded.

"You should studying law books in your free time. Especially ,what a journalist can and can't do or say." Jon recommended.

"I will." Alya replied, "Thank you."

Alya was in a sour mood, all day after that conversation/information dump. At lunch, she looked up Lila and tried to cross it with her blog. She couldn't find any evidence of past stories to them. There was no dedicated song. Prince Ali worked in children's hospitals, not the environment. Alya looked her up as a model and only saw the Gabriel brand. Lila had been fired at eighteen.

When Alya looked up Adrien Agreste, she saw he had come out as gay, but was in a long distance relationship with his boyfriend, while he finished his studies. He admitted, he planned to leave Paris and move in with him, later. Alya sent a group text for a meeting after work, labeled ASAP. She then spent her lunch inside of her car, bawling.

Alya got home and quickly pulled up the group zoom chat.

"Alya, why-" began Alix.

"Damian Wayne is suing Lila." Alya announced.

"What?" Asked Kim.

"No way!" Exclaimed Nathaniel.

Alya took a deep breath, "His exact comment was 'The pathetic gold digger doesn't deserve her name on the front page."

"Lila isn't like that!" Proposed Mylene.

"Adrien corroborate his story." The journalist declared.

Ivan gasped, "What?"

"But they dated!" Kim shouted.

Alya shook her head, "Adrien's gay and has a boyfriend."

"What about in Bustier's class?" pressed Alix.

"Yeah!" cried out Mylene, "They were always together!"

"Adrien broke up with Kagami during that time." Nino admitted, "She didn't like how Lila clung to him, in the photoshoots, but she also felt like Adrien had a crush on Marinette."

"What?"

"Adrien liked Mari?"

"Did they date?"

"Is that why she called Lila a liar?"

"As far as I know of...no." the DJ answered, "I asked and he said she was more like a little sister to him and he was protective of her."

"He-" began Max.

"He did try to tell me and Alya that Lila was lying, but we thought he was just taking Mari's side." He continued to confess, "It was suspicious since he had just barely started to get closer to her."

He could tell everyone was shocked.

"Marinette knows Jagged Stone." Alya spoke.

"What?" Ivan declared.

"She's been his designer since Bustier's class. She made his Eiffel Tower glasses." Alya sniffled, "She goes with him to charity events. Luka and Juleka call her their 'unofficial cousin'."

"Alya." Alix whispered.

"I looked up a lot when I was at lunch." She sniffled, "I found out from Jon, Damian's best friend. I-I deleted my blog."

"What?" shouted Nino.

"Why would you do that?" Mylene questioned.

"Lila lied about.....everything! I-I couldn't find anything to prove she wasn't lying." Alya sobbed, "Jon said that evidence could be used, even years later. If another person wanted to sue her, they could just use my blog. I'd be a laughing stock! I could lose my job!"

"Alya." Nino spoke, sympathetically.

"We believed a fucking gold digger and lost Mari! I lost my best friend for some cheap imitation!" She started to scream, "Why didn't I listen? Why did I believe Lila so much more than Mari?"

They could see that Alya was taking this information the hardest. One by one, they left the call and texted Lila.

'We know that Damian Wayne suing you.'

'Alya works at the Daily Planet, under his family.'

'His best friend laughed at her and your audacity for going after a married man.'

'Even Adrien is ready to testify, against you, on how much of a liar and gold digger you are.'

'Marinette is married to Damian Wayne, but I guess you didn't know that.'

'I cant believe we believed you.'

'We were idiots.'

'We were kids!'

Lila looked at her phone, as the comments continued to roll in. She had finally been outted as a liar. She had lost Adrien early on and never recovered from his betrayal.

Lila had run away the moment she saw him kissing Luka. He had messed up her plan, all her hard work! It wasn't until later in the year that she realized she had actually fallen for Adrien; he was no longer a ploy to make her famous. Adrien Agreste was who made her happy and who she could be herself around. He had known she was a liar but he tried to make everything better. Now he was forever out of her reach.

Lila had tried to date, but none of them were as good looking. All of them listened to her lies and believed her. None of them were right. In the end, she kept with the same stupid friends, hoping to hear that Adrien had only been going through a phase. Then he had to mess it up again and tell the world he had a boyfriend and was moving in with him soon.

She had cried for days. She told herself that she needed to look like she still had it together so she had made the decision to look up 'wealthy men my age' and chose Damian Wayne. When she found out she was getting sued, Lila had finally realized Adrien hadn't felt threatened by her antics in the slightest. He had never taken her seriously. Lila was slapped with a lawsuit and a restraining order by the Wayne family. If she persisted with false accusations, they recommend a psychological evaluation to be done.

She never expected Alya to turn on her; she had told everyone she was a liar. Adrien had called her a liar. It felt like a slap in the face when they mentioned Marinette. Lila hadn't thought about her in years. Marinette still won the battle, she thought she had victory over years ago.

Pictures started filling her phone of Damian and Marinette announcing their first child. There was even a picture of Adrien smiling wearing a dorky shirt that read "I'm an Uncle!". The next picture was worse. It was an announcement of Adrien moving to Metropolis to be with his boyfriend, Jon Kent; Marinette's look alike.

She dropped her phone and laid on her bed, staring at the ceiling.

'Is it really that hard to find a rich man when some nobodies did it with ease? Guess I better find a job tomorrow. Maybe I'll find a rich guy that way; they did.'

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ciciyup · 3 months ago

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Revenge.

cw: cheating, violence (insults, beatings), humiliation (cruel phrases and names), sensitive content.

Summary: Your relationship with Nathaniel Kurtzberg is perfect: there is love and mutual respect. An incredible couple. But after receiving a call and having a conversation that led you to discover something you would have liked not to see, you and the girls are willing to make all the boys suffer to give them a taste of their own medicine.

Nathaniel Kurtzberg X Fem! Reader (x Luka Couffaine).

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Your day had started well, like any other day in Paris. You had never been a girl of big dramas or exorbitant emotions, but that didn't stop you from eventually managing to have your small group of friends with whom you shared affinities, laughter and special moments. That end of the year at university was supposed to be calm, with preparation for the future in mind and memorable moments with friends and couples. Your afternoon promised to be like any other. You walked through the streets calmly, enjoying the mild weather while checking your phone; however, Alix's call completely changed your routine.

—Hey! Can you come to the park? It's urgent —Alix spoke from the other line.

—Urgent? What's wrong? —you asked, frowning.

—I'll explain it to you when you get there, but it's serious. Come quickly. —she finished quickly before hanging up.

Although bewildered after the call, you accepted and headed to the park you always used to go to with your friends only to find out that the meeting included several girls you didn’t share certain bonds with: Marinette, who you had no problem with, but you had always found her too intense. Alya was nice, but her energy could also be exhausting. Chloe… It was simply Chloe. With Mylene, Sabrina, Juleka, and Rose, you also had no problems, but they weren’t in your circle, so you didn’t have a close friendship relationship.

—Why didn’t you tell me it would be a group meeting? —you asked discreetly, drawing Alix closer to you.

—Because if I told you, you would have hesitated to come —she answers obviously. —This affects us all. Listen. —Alix quickly gathers everyone together to hear her clearly, her face more serious. You felt out of place for a moment after looking at everyone's faces and noticing the seriousness in each one, as if they already knew something you didn't. —Our boyfriends are cheating on us.

The silence fell like a hammer. Marinette and Alya shared a tense look, Chloe frowned with her lips pressed together, and Mylene looked down at the floor with a disfigured face. You, on the other hand, arched an eyebrow at the last words.

—What are you talking about? —You asked, still standing firm, but feeling your heart begin to race.

—We saw them enter a hotel with other girls. All of them. We couldn't see who they were, but what we saw left no doubt —Alya intervened, with her arms crossed and a serious expression.

—We didn't want to believe it, but we already have enough to suspect —Marinette spoke nervously and the other girls nodded in response.

You began to feel a slight knot in your stomach. The idea of Nathaniel, your Nathaniel, doing something like that seemed absurd to you. But then, why were the rest so sure?

—We should talk to them before making assumptions —you suggested, looking for a mature approach.

—Talk? —Chloe snorted in disbelief, her arms akimbo. —Talk to a bunch of lying traitors? Of course not.

—We’ll only know if we go. —Marinette, normally calmer, had a hard look on her face this time.

Against your better judgment, you ended up following them. You didn’t entirely agree with that way of doing things, but you found yourself dragged along, perhaps also because your curiosity played a trick on you. Sneaking away was easier than expected. They all moved silently, dodging employees and discovering the floor where the boys were. Upon reaching the indicated room, one of the doors was ajar and what they saw was enough to make their faces harden. The room was in a chaotic state, with loud music, alcoholic drinks everywhere, and clothes strewn about. Each of the boys, their respective boyfriends, were accompanied by other girls, many of them acquaintances. Adrien was with Lila, who was curled up on his lap and kissing him shamelessly. Nino was dancing intimately with a stranger, carefree, bringing his hands to her butt. Ivan, blushing, was receiving compliments from a girl who kept caressing his shoulders and creating more closeness. Kim was trying to lift Kagami's skirt, who wasn't even paying attention, focused on Adrien. And in a corner, Nathaniel had a girl hanging on his arm, looking at him with admiration and distributing kisses all over his face while he didn't seem to do much to push her away. It was Chloe who almost gave them away when she opened her mouth indignantly when she saw Adrien there. Luckily for her, the music was too loud for anything to have been heard.

—I'm going to kill those...! —Chloe hissed angrily before being stopped by the others.

—Adrien is my boyfriend, not yours, Chloe —Marinette muttered, rolling her eyes, though her gaze was filled with fury.

You, on the other hand, felt like your world was shaking. Nathaniel with another. Accepting his kisses, giving him that shy smile he always used to give you. The fact that he allowed something like that without even thinking about you was enough to make your chest ache. The others were just as affected, each processing it in their own way. Mylene had tears in her eyes, Alya clenched her fists, Alix narrowed her eyes staring at everyone, Marinette breathed deeply trying not to lose her composure, and the other girls couldn’t believe their eyes.

—Let’s go —you whispered, your tone low but firm. No one protested. They all retreated silently, processing the betrayal.

When everyone got outside, the silence lasted only a short while before the group erupted in a mix of rage and sadness. While you and Alix remained silent still processing everything, Marinette put her hands on her head talking to herself, Alya walked in circles muttering insults, and Mylene cried while Juleka, Rose, and Sabrina comforted her.

—I can't believe it —Marinette muttered, her eyes somewhere between disappointment and anger.

—Ivan... I thought he loved me —Mylene whispered, her eyes full of tears.

—That idiot Nino is going to find out! —Alya insulted anything that reminded her of him, being really furious.

—Kim is a swine —Alix growled, kicking a rock.

—And what did they expect from all those losers? —Chloe spoke calmly, snorting with her arms crossed, but just as indignant.

It was then that Alya broke the chaos with an unexpected idea.

—If they're fooling us, why not do the same?

The suggestion left everyone silent. The idea of getting revenge on the boys the same way they had been betrayed was tempting.

—What? —you blurted out, a mix of surprise and skepticism.

—Think about it —Alya continued, her expression serious. —If they think they can play us, the same play has to be played back to all of them.

—That’s ridiculous —Marinette hesitated, though her tone wasn’t one of outright rejection.

—Is it? Because, honestly, I don’t see why we should just sit back —Alya replied.

—I like the idea. —Chloe followed her with a sharp smile.

—I’m not talking about just randomly finding other boys —Alya explained —I’m talking about making them suffer.

Everyone’s eyes sparkled with a mix of anger, confusion, and possibly excitement. Even though you didn't consider yourself a vengeful person, remembering the image of Nathaniel with someone else made something inside your principles change.

—I'm listening —you finally said.

—If they did this to us without hesitation, I don't see why not —Alix added, smiling defiantly.

—We need it to be something big —Marinette commented, thinking. —Something that affects them. —They all looked at each other, agreeing. Alya immediately took the lead.

—We need allies. For this to work, we need to do the same thing they did... But worse.

The following days everything continued as usual and relatively calm. Everyone acted normally, as if nothing had happened. For your part, you continued seeing Nathaniel, helping him with his artistic projects, forcing yourself to smile every time he held your hand or smiled at you with the same sweetness as always, although inside his betrayal continued to eat away at you and the fact that he acted so calm as if he hadn't done anything only made everything worse. The same was true for the others. Marinette endured Adrien’s kind gaze, Alix continued to race Kim, Mylene continued to cuddle with Ivan, and Alya still laughed with Nino as if nothing had happened. This was all part of the plan, and one by one, they began to recruit allies.

Chloe was the first to act. She contacted Felix, Adrien’s cousin, who by chance to be in a relationship with Kagami. After meeting at a fancy cafe, Chloe bluntly explained what had happened and the idea. Felix remained silent for a few seconds before a cold smile formed on his face.

—So Kagami and my cousin have been treating me like an idiot? —he asked in an icy voice.

—Exactly —Chloe stated, her expression superior. —And we want to return the favor.

Felix calmly took his cup of tea, but his gaze shone with contained anger before he calmly replied. —I’m in.

Meanwhile, you had your own missions. You knew that going to Luka was a low blow. He had always been a close friend and overly kind to everyone, so asking him for help with something like this wasn't easy. But seeing Nathaniel continue to act as if nothing happened after what happened at the hotel made you boil inside. You found yourself at the dock, the place where you used to chat when something worried you. Marinette was also there with the same goal and backing you up. You both looked at each other for a moment before nodding confidently and entering the Couffaine home.

—Hi! What a surprise to see you both. Is something wrong? —Luka asks, giving a half smile that is quickly erased when he sees their serious expressions.

—Adrien and Nathaniel tricked us. Not just those two… All of them. —Marinette quickly speaks, being direct.

Luka frowned after hearing the statement. —How?

While you explained the situation and the idea of the plan, Luka listened in silence, his eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and disappointment.

—I’m so sorry —he answered sincerely, looking at both of them. —I like Adrien and Nathaniel, but this…

—We want revenge —Marinette intervened. —And we need your help, Luka.

Luka sighed, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to clear his thoughts. —It’s not my style, but… You’re my best friends. If this makes you feel better, I’m in.

Meanwhile, Alya, Alix, and Mylene took charge of recruiting some boys from class. Max, who was close to Kim, was one of the first to agree, outraged by his friend’s behavior. Other classmates also joined in, willing to help. On Juleka’s side, Rose and Sabrina were working on something essential to make the plan perfect. With Sabrina’s skill, they managed to get a high-quality camera. The three of them made sure everything would work when the time came.

And finally, at your last stop, you had to convince Marc. You knew he was Nathaniel’s best friend, but he was also your friend. You weren’t sure if he would agree, but you had to try. After seeing him in the library drawing in his notebook, you sat down next to him before he looked up and greeted you. After explaining the situation to him, you watched his reaction closely. At first, Marc seemed reluctant.

—That… It doesn’t sound like something he would do —Marc pressed his lips together, clearly disturbed.

—But it is —you replied firmly.

—I don’t know… I mean, Nathaniel is my friend. I don’t want to hurt him.

—I didn’t want him to hurt me —either you replied quietly, avoiding his gaze for a moment before turning back to him. Marc lowered his head, uncomfortable. —You don’t have to do anything drastic —you continued. —Just be present. That’ll be enough. But if you don’t want to get involved, I’ll understand that too.

There was a long silence before Marc sighed and nodded. —Okay, I’ll do it for you.

With all the allies gathered, they all met back up in the park.

—Are we sure about this? —Juleka asked quietly, her arms crossed as she looked at Rose by her side and Sabrina, who put the camera back in her bag.

—More than ever —Alix replied with a nod and everyone else followed with a confident gesture.

—Hopefully, we can start tonight —Alya announced.

Looking around and then at all the girls, you didn’t know how far they were going to go with this, but one thing was for sure: there would be no turning back.

That night turned into complete madness, though not in a bad way. Everything had gone perfectly, every detail executed with precision. Between laughter, touching, and the excitement of the moment, they managed to accomplish the task without anyone suspecting a thing. Sabrina, who was in charge of recording everything along with Juleka and Rose, remained at her post, but she couldn't help but smile as well when she was invited to join. Now in charge of the camera, Juleka and Rose went through every corner recording everything they could, while Rose cheered and Juleka handled the camera so that everything could be seen in quality. The night had gone great. Not only had they completed the plan successfully, but, to everyone's surprise, the experience turned out to be incredibly fun. When everything was over and the boys left, the girls stayed to remove any trace of the evening. Despite the chaos that was coming, the satisfaction on their faces was evident.

With the material in Alya's hands, the next phase of the plan began. The next afternoon Alya got to work editing with surgical precision. For the first time working alongside Chloe, who had insisted on adding her own personal touches.

—This needs… Something more —Chloe commented, smirking as she looked through the material. Alya snorted, but remained open to hearing her idea.

—What do you have in mind? —Alya asked, raising an eyebrow.

—Something special for each of them. Something that will make them feel the humiliation in their bones.

After hearing her, Alya handed over the keyboard to her with a smile. Chloe took her time typing personalized messages to each of the boys, making sure they hurt like knives. She stopped especially at Adrien. Her fingers moved with precision over the keyboard before pressing “save.” Alya stared at the screen in silence for a few seconds, reading the message.

—That’s… Brutal.

—Too much? —Chloe asked with false innocence.

—No —Alya answered with a crooked smile —It's perfect.

When the video was ready, they all met back where it all began: the park. Juleka, Rose and Sabrina had done an excellent job gathering information. Thanks to them, they knew that that afternoon all the boys would meet at Adrien's house. It was the perfect moment. After coordinating the video to send it directly to Adrien's computer, with just one "click" the video was sent. They knew that, being with the others, he wouldn't be able to ignore it. And so it was.

In the enormous Agreste mansion, Adrien, Nino, Nathaniel, Kim, Ivan and a few others were scattered around Adrien's room while chatting or just hanging out with something they found there. Suddenly, Adrien's computer emitted a notification, which made him approach curiously.

—Alya sent me a video —he commented out loud even without opening the file. This caused the others to quickly approach, curious.

—Alya? —Nino asked, confused.

Without thinking much, Adrien pressed the play button. The screen lit up with the image of a luxurious hotel room, immediately recognizable as a suite at the Bourgeois hotel. But what captured everyone’s attention wasn’t the surroundings, but what was happening inside. The girls were there, surrounded by companions, and what happened next left them speechless.

Alya appeared on screen, carefreely kissing Max while both drank a bottle of alcohol. Her expression was one of pure amusement, completely lost in her own world. As the video continued to play, a cruel phrase appeared in large: “For the fool who can’t even seem to make his girlfriend laugh, here's someone who makes her more than laugh.” After reading that, Nino felt a lump in his throat, his hands clenching his knuckles tightly. He was ready to talk if only the video had not continued.

The next shot showed Mylene, sitting on a couch with an unknown boy, who was most likely not from that school. Mylene was smiling blushingly as the boy picked her up and sat her on his lap. Likewise, a phrase appeared in large: “Maybe sweetness isn’t everything, especially when you don’t have what it takes to satisfy your girl.” The message made Ivan feel like he had been punched in the stomach while simultaneously frowning.

The third shot showed Alix, in the arms of an unknown boy and Max. Her attitude was one of absolute mockery. As soon as the camera focused on her, she raised her middle finger while smiling. Another new phrase appeared on the screen: “To the sprinter who thinks he can win every race. Apparently, someone already beat you in the most important one.” Kim gritted her teeth tightly, feeling her pride shattered.

Soon the image changed. Luka appeared next to you, both kissing as if they were the only ones there. The scene was real, intense. Your tongues intertwined while Luka’s hands ran over your waist. To top it off, Marc came into the frame and held a shy kiss with you. The phrase was clear: “To the artist who should learn more from others. What a shame that he can’t be more than a shadow.” Nathaniel immediately closed his eyes, trying to hide the humiliation. His face paled for a moment as your scene repeated itself in his mind over and over again.

And just when they thought nothing could be worse, Marinette and Chloe appeared together, sharing a three-way kiss with Felix. Each one sitting on each side, keeping him in between them. Felix smiled with satisfaction, enjoying the attention as he drew the two girls close to him. The kiss was neither shy nor accidental, but provocative and shameless. The phrase that accompanied this was, without a doubt, the cruelest of all: “to the boy who could never take control of his own life. Too bad your mother isn’t alive to see how pathetic you are.” The image alone had already hurt Adrien, but what completely destroyed him was the ruthless message he read. He felt the air escape from his chest.

The video ended with everyone who had participated in a single shot gathered together, smiling and waving calmly at the camera as if it had been a simple game, before the screen faded to black.

The silence that took over the room was deathly. The boys stood still, their blood boiling and their hearts beating wildly from the great humiliation. The blows had been accurate. Deadly. Each of them had a different reaction: some were paralyzed, others seething with fury. Nathaniel could barely process it; Her voice only whispered your name and her mind repeated the image of you, Luka and Marc. Nino clenched his fists with his jaw tense. He couldn’t believe what he had just seen.

—This has to be a joke —Kim muttered, feeling anger bubbling up in her chest before she hit the nearest table hard, causing some of the boys to jump in fright. —I can’t believe this!

Adrien, on the other hand, couldn’t move. His eyes were fixed on the blacked-out screen, his mind spinning around the last sentence he had read. “Too bad your mother isn’t alive to see how pathetic you are.” His body trembled with anger. Slowly, he stood up, determined not to let something like that pass. One by one, the others followed suit, with determined expressions.

In the park, the girls, along with the others involved, chatted calmly. Some were more nervous than others, but no one gave any indication of wanting to escape or back out.

—Well, that went better than expected. I'd give anything to see their faces when they saw that video —Chloe said calmly, smiling relaxedly as she looked at her nails.

—I feel a little bad though... —Marc muttered, somewhat unsure of having participated.

—Don't worry, they asked for it —Alix reassured him, patting his shoulder.

The tranquility was interrupted when a group appeared on the other side of the park. The boys. With quick, furious steps they approached and chaos was quick to erupt.

—What the hell was that video, Alya?! —Nino's voice echoed with contained rage.

—What you deserved. —Alya responded with crossed arms and a direct response.

Nino stepped forward to say something else, but before he could open his mouth, Kim exploded.

—Do you have any idea what you did?! —He roared furiously, his gaze fixed on Alix.

—Oh please, are you surprised that people get tired of you? —Alix replied sarcastically, still staring at him; this made Kim grit her teeth before turning sharply to Max.

—Traitor! You were supposed to be my friend!

Max, far from backing down, calmly adjusted his glasses. —I was. Until I saw you act like an idiot to Alix and with everyone else.

Kim felt fury overflow. Without thinking, she launched herself at Max, pushing him hard. A couple of hits were enough for the other boys to start fighting as well. Nathaniel, who had remained silent since he had seen the video, seeing Luka made his rage come to the surface.

—You took her from me! —Nathaniel shouted, approaching Luka with eyes burning with anger as he pushed him.

Luka, already seeing all this coming, did not hesitate to respond. —You never valued her! —he replied, returning his push with a stronger one.

The tension rose, and within seconds Marc tried to meditate with both of them, but instead ended up being dragged into the fight.

—You betrayed me too! —Nathaniel shouted furiously, looking at him with the same contempt with which he had looked at Luka.

Meanwhile, Adrien didn't hesitate to launch himself at Felix at the slightest opportunity.

—How could you?! You're my family! —Adrien looked at him with his face contorted with fury.

Felix, with his usual coldness, only smiled mockingly. —Don't play the martyr, dear cousin.

Adrien didn't need more to throw a punch that hit Felix directly in the face. Without losing his cool, Felix wiped the blood from the side of his mouth before hitting him back with impeccable precision.

The exchange of blows and screams turned into absolute chaos in no time. Nino, Kim, and Ivan launched themselves at Max and the other boys involved without planning to leave any of them with an unscathed face. Soon the street was filled with insults, screams, and fists clashing. This soon caught the attention of passersby, and soon after, a group of people had gathered, watching the spectacle. The girls, who had initially stood watching the outcome, decided to intervene to protect the boys they still cared about. Marinette and Chloe launched themselves at Adrien and Felix trying to stop them, while you tried to stop the fight between Nathaniel, Luka and Marc, Mylene tried to meditate with Ivan, Alix tried to help Max by kicking Kim away, while Alya did the same with Nino. Each one separated the boys they could, while making sure that no one else got involved. The park, which had previously been a quiet place, became a battlefield. Insults and blows flew everywhere; even some of the group of people gathered took out their phones to record. Juleka, Rose and Sabrina, seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, took out their phones to call the police.

—This is getting out of hand... —Juleka muttered, observing the scene. Rose, by her side, along with Sabrina, nodded in concern.

A few minutes later, the sound of sirens filled the air. The police had arrived.

—Stop right there! Police! —Roger, Sabrina’s father, arrived with a few officers, running towards the frenzied crowd, separating the brawlers with effort.

Nathaniel and Luka struggled when they were pushed aside. Adrien and Felix had to be pushed in opposite directions. Marc had a bruise on his cheek while a policeman questioned him. Ivan was still being treated by Mylene and another policeman. Kim kept picking fights with anyone she laid eyes on. Nino, with a split lip, glared at Alya angrily.

—Feeling better now? —Adrien muttered, shooting Marinette an angry look.

—Much better. —she answered seriously, before turning her head in another direction.

Nathaniel, on the other hand, could barely look at you, and you didn't look at him either, knowing that what they both had was over.

—Forget it, Nathaniel. —you answered dryly when you saw him approach you, without even looking at him. Nathaniel didn't insist any more, lowering his gaze while touching the bump on his forehead, which he covered with his hair.

Chloe, on the other hand, seemed to complain more about her broken nail than about the disaster that had occurred, as she struggled with an officer to get him to let her go, threatening to tell her father. Alya looked coldly at Nino without saying a word. Alix smiled satisfied at Kim, who couldn't stop steaming from her ears, and Mylene couldn't stop crying.

—Everyone will come to the police station. Now. —Roger looked at them disapprovingly before leading them to the patrol cars.

The chaos had reached its peak. Revenge was complete. But the consequences for everyone were just beginning. Deep down you knew that after this, nothing would ever be the same for anyone. What was once friendship and love was now replaced by a feeling of emptiness and bitterness. Blue and red lights flashed in the park as people scattered and those involved said nothing more except their betrayed faces. Nothing would ever be the same again. Not after that day.

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🏹 a/n: Hey! The vote has been quite even, but finally a result was given. Thanks to everyone who voted! Honestly, this story was longer than I thought it would be, but I had fun writing it.

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The Gamer interview with Alix Wilton Regan by Meg Pelliccio : '“I'm Probably Not Going To Play The Inquisitor Again,” Says Dragon Age’s Alix Wilton Regan'

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"I can’t help but hear the Inquisitor from Dragon Age whenever Alix Wilton Regan speaks. “I get told that a lot,” she laughs. “It's hilarious because I go through these things where I'm like, it's me but it's not me, but it's me, but it's not me, and I'm like, it's kind of just you, babe. I would say voices that are closest to mine would probably be the Inquisitor, Sam Traynor - because she's a Londoner, so I just leaned a bit heavier into the London estuary twang. Joanna Dark, she's very close to my voice, there are a few. “I think Inquisitor was a little bit posher. Because she was supposed to have this kind of noble quality to her, you know? It was her personality; she's mature enough to lead and command authority.”"

"The Ups And Downs Of BioWare Development Wilton Regan was “absolutely thrilled” when she received the call from BioWare that the Inquisitor would be returning for Dragon Age: The Veilguard. “I will follow that Inquisitor into battle any time that BioWare calls on me to do so. It was very emotional to go back into the booth.” “We did a lot of sessions,” she tells me. “There were a lot of changes. I can't even remember what some of those earlier sessions were recording, but there was a big gap between one block of recording and then what ended up [being in the game]. There was another chunk of recording where clearly a lot of stuff had changed, and that was the stuff that went in the game. “When I went in for that final session, I just remember crying my eyes out in the booth because, one, it was so beautifully written. Two, it felt like such a perfect ending for the Inquisitor and Solas together. Three, speaking Dalish is quite emotional, just in itself. I don't know that I'm particularly good at it, but I'll certainly try.” That hard-hitting finale and the many changes that game had already undergone made her reach out to BioWare and tell them that, despite knowing she had no power over what happens to the Inquisitor, “I promise you this is right, and I know it's right because I'm the one crying right now. So if it's moved me that much, it's right.” Fortunately for everyone, that ending is what BioWare included in the final version. Dragon Age: The Veilguard’s development went through so much turmoil, changing its direction, its name, and much of the team. As fans, we watched from the outside with trepidation as news broke and development changed course, and Wilton Regan says she also watched on with a similar fear and tells me how sad she is to see what’s happened to the BioWare team. “I love BioWare. How could I not? They gave me my start. I owe so much to BioWare, so I do feel sad about what's happened. You work on Dragon Age: Origins, Dragon Age: Awakening, Dragon Age 2, and you are freaking invested. Mass Effect 3, in between, with Sam Traynor. You know those people. You know those directors that you're talking down the line to for months and months and months at a time. “It's always wonderful to work as an actor. It's always lovely to know that your work's appreciated and the company wants you to come back. Of course, that's a beautiful thing. But you're really invested in these people who had a baby on your first job, and now that baby is eight, and is growing up, and you know that they have mortgages to pay just like you do. You want to see them work. You want to see them thrive. When people have given you so much and been so generous and offered you these brilliant roles, I want to see them thrive. I feel really sad about this consolidation [...] I just feel sad that people have moved on.”"

"Returning As The Inquisitor Though Wilton Regan entered the booth as a support character this time instead of the lead, she said it didn’t feel weird at all. “The Inquisitor is such an established character in the Dragon Age canon. She is so distinct. She is so much her own person, and she is the absolute bedrock of Dragon Age: Inquisition, which I would argue is one of the most important video games, maybe in the canon of video games, that's ever come out for high fantasy RPG worlds. Even if you haven't played Dragon Age, you've heard of it. To me, she's so established with her distinct personality and ways of being. I knew exactly who she was moving forward.” However, she tells me about one thing that did feel strange: listening to her old match file. Every time you enter the booth, you start the day with a match file so you can listen to what you were previously doing with your voice, regardless of whether it was only the day before that you were last in the booth, to help you find the same tone and energy. “Even if the Inquisitor is very similar to me, she's still different. She's not me. What was fascinating is that the director goes, ‘Okay, can you play Alix a match file?’ and that's my voice from ten years ago. I was like, oh my God, I was a child when it came out. Ten years have passed, lots has happened in that time. But what was interesting is I felt that was how they wrote the Inquisitor as well. They brought her back older, wiser. It works, and I love that they did it. It would have been nonsense if it were three months later. And also, I don't have the voice that I had.” Wilton Regan pauses, before quickly adding with a wink, “I mean, I can still do the voice that I had. Just so employers are very clear, I can still do that voice, but my voice has changed. That's what was interesting, coming back as the Inquisitor and being like, oh, she's not a baby Inquisitor anymore, finding her way in the world and rallying the party.” When Inquisition and its DLC wrapped, Wilton Regan had no idea that she’d ever be back as the Inquisitor, though she always hoped. “I have to say that although it is brief, her part within Veilguard is also beautiful. She has quality time in Veilguard as opposed to quantity, and I respect that from BioWare. The Inquisitor-Solas storyline is so famous, powerful, and emotional. But I did feel bereft on that last day of recording. was like, ‘Oof, this is it. I've got to say goodbye to my girl.’ Within the canon and the way that BioWare works, I'm probably not going to play the Inquisitor again.” When it comes to games like Inquisition, we all have our own ways of playing, and Wilton Regan is no different. She tells me, “I would never play as anyone else's voice” when I ask if she chooses her own Inquisitor performance. As far as romance goes, she opts for Iron Bull, explaining, “Listen, he's still Freddie Prinze Jr, guys. I'm of the era where he was a heartthrob.” Fear not, Solavellan fans, she also romanced the big bad Dread Wolf, too. “I've also done a bit of Solas. Those are my three - Iron Bull, Sera, and Solas. I had to do Solas because he's always been so important in the recordings, so irrespective of who I perhaps wanted to romance, it felt responsible as a video game actress to need to understand the Solas stuff.”"

"Mass Effect & Dragon Age Having been in both the Dragon Age and Mass Effect series, I couldn’t help but ask which series Wilton Regan prefers. “You can't choose. They're very different.” On Mass Effect 3, she tells me, “You'd be a freaking idiot if you weren't aware that acting opposite people like Mark Meer and Jennifer Hale is like one of the best experiences of your life as an actor. That you've got to give super kudos to. I also loved in Mass Effect that Sam was an openly gay character. I loved that she couldn't be swayed if you were a male Shep. I thought it was really ballsy. It cemented who BioWare were as a company for me. So I loved all of that.” While Wilton Regan has featured in every mainline Dragon Age game, it was Inquisition where she took on the role of lead protagonist. “Acting opposite all of these incredible characters, and you're having all these wild experiences, and you're like, wait, which lover is this? Which storyline are we on now? Because it gets so much more sprawling and complicated, so your mind has to do more mental gymnastics to keep up.” She tells me that one thing she loves about both series is the narratives. “I'm just a kind of bog standard classically trained drama school kid, I respond to good writing. I respond to emotional writing. I think that's why I work so heavily as an actor in the RPG world. My thing is classical theatre along with film and TV training, and I happen to have ended up in video games, and so the thing that I responded to so well in both Mass Effect and Dragon Age is that they are really emotional storylines. That's where I excel.” When asked which series she would return to if she could, in any capacity and not just reprising her old roles, she chooses Mass Effect, explaining, “not because I think it's better, but just I have explored that world a lot less.” As she was only in Mass Effect 3, she tells me that’s the entirety of her knowledge on the series, “I know there's a whole other world with brilliant characters. I would have loved to have met Jack from ME2, who was Courtenay Taylor's character. I know there were some heavyweights in 1 and 2 that I would have liked to meet, so I think exploring the Mass Effect worlds either as Sam Traynor again, so she gets to explore, or as a different character would be cool.” If she had to pick another Dragon Age character to be, Wilton Regan chooses Morrigan. “She's kind of hot. She's this hot, strong, grounded woman.” When considering the same question for Mass Effect, she tells me that, interestingly enough, she almost was another Mass Effect character. “I did audition before I became Traynor. I was auditioning for EDI. That was quite funny. That could have all been very different, guys.” However, what Sam Traynor did offer Wilton Regan was a slice of local pride. “I love Sam because also Sam's a Londoner. When they were like, ‘We loved your audition. We just don't think it's quite the right place for you in the game.’ I was like, ‘So what's gonna happen?’ They're like, ‘You're gonna be a Londoner.’ Straight up. And I was like, ‘Cool, I'm down because I am a Londoner born and bred. I'm down. Take me to your master.’”"

“You Have To Love Your Characters” In much the same way that she can’t choose a favourite between Mass Effect and Dragon Age, she also can’t choose a favourite video game project, as she says they are all her favourites for different reasons. “There's an acting theory, which is you have to love your characters, no matter who they are. Not only do you have to love your characters, but it is your job as the actor to defend your character's integrity at all costs in all circumstances. I really feel that quite strongly. My job as the actor is not to judge my character for making bad decisions. [...] My job is to invest in the character and find the things that I love about them, so I can pull that personality out of myself and deliver it to the audience.” Looking back at all the characters she’s portrayed, there’s one in particular she’d like to see return. “Aya is one of the most important characters in the canon of Assassin's Creed because she is the mother of the Creed. She's the founder of the Creed. And as such, it would be so beautiful to see her return and have a fully fleshed out storyline of her own where people really invest in Aya as this quintessential character. I would love to see Ubisoft do [that]. If anyone deserves it, it's definitely Aya. And it's not because I played Aya, it's because she is so important and people deserve to find out more about her, how she felt about the death of her son, everything. It would have been wonderful to have more time and attention spent with Aya, and most fans have said that online.” Wilton Regan will also be starring as Joanna Dark in the upcoming reboot of Perfect Dark, and while she can’t say much about the project right now, she tells me she is “very proud to be playing Joanna.” Perhaps next time I meet with Wilton Regan, we’ll be sitting in another café after the launch of Perfect Dark, and it’ll be Joanna I’ll be hearing as she speaks. However, after spending hundreds of hours in DA: Inquisition, I think she will forever and always be the Inquisitor to me.

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Curiosity killed the cat (but satisfaction brought it back)

Chapter 2

Summary-

When Marinette finds out that she is adopted, she tracks down her Biological aunt. Who happens to live Gotham, the place she swore she wouldn't go. Well, Gotham just gained a new vigilante - Chaos.

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Chapter 2: BURNING BRIDGES

Life just couldn't get worse for Marinette. Lila had been true to her promise and had left Marinette with no real friends except Chloe, Kagami, Luka, Juleka, Felix , Alix and Adrien.

Alya still talked to her, but they weren't really all that close anymore, and their recent argument ended their friendship.

After finding out that she was adopted, Marinette decided to step up her game as Ladybug. She made Luka, Kagami, Felix, Juleka and Chloe permanent holders, and she revealed her identity to them, and Chat Noir. To say they were shocked about who Chat Noir was under the mask, was a big understatement. But in the end, they were closer than ever before.

Now named the Miracle Court, they met up to find out the identity of Hawkmoth, and train.

During one of these meetings, Bunnyx showed up, and informed them that the Miracle box was no longer safe in Paris.

“What do you mean ?” Bumble Bee asked.

“I - I'm not sure how to explain, but the Miracle box is no longer safe here.” Bunnyx admitted.

Turning to Ladybug she said, “ Ladybug, you need to leave Paris, and take the box with you.”

Hesitant to know the answer, Ladybug asked “ Where would the box be safe then, if not Paris ?”

“You can't possibly be considering this !” Chat Noir exclaimed.

Smiling bittersweetly, Ladybug replied “You know I have to, Kitty. My duty as Guardian comes first, come what may.”

“How will you join us for fighting akumas, if you leave Paris ?” Viperion asked patiently.

"With the Horse Miraculous.” Ladybug replies immediately.

Bunnyx interrupted any further questions, and said “Guys you know I wouldn't be saying this if there was another option. Ladybug, believe me, Gotham is the best place for the Miracle box.”

With that, Bunnyx disappeared, just as quickly as she had appeared, leaving the Miracle Court in confusion.

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“This doesn't make sense. Why would the place my parents were killed be the safest place for us ?”

“I don't know Marinette, but I'm sure we can trust Bunnyx.”

Sighing, Marinette dropped her phone on her bed.

Her room had changed in the past few months.

Her designs replaced the posters of Adrien, the photos she had of her ‘Friends’ were replaced with photos with the miracle court, and her true friends.Her once bright pink room had been repainted, to a muted dark blue colour. Her furniture too had lost the bright pink they had, they were now maroon in color.

“Marinette, maybe… maybe going to Gotham is the best path for now.”

Marinette snapped her head up and looked at Tikki, shocked.

“Marinette, I'm your kwami, you don't have to lie to me. I know you want to know more about your biological parents,you want to find out just what happened to them.”

"Tikki I…”

“Marinette, it's OK. I'm sure Sabine and Tom won't mind that you want to know more about your biological parents.”

“I know Tikki but..”

“Look, staying in Gotham for a while will give you a break from your classmates. Anyway, you can spend your last two years of lyceé in Gotham."

Marinette looked at Tikki, understanding what the kwami wanted. Yet, she was still a bit reluctant.

"But what about Hawkmoth ?”

“Well.. isn't Gotham famous for that vigilante, Batman ? What if you ask him for help ?” Tikki suggested.

Marinette nodded, finally conceding to her kwamis plan “You're right Tikki. I need to stop thinking negatively.”

Taking a deep breath, she said “We are going to Gotham. ”

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“You want to do what ?” Tom shouted, making the customer who was leaving, jump and almost fall and look at Tom in terror.

Marinette smiled apologetically at them and the customer scurried out without looking back again.

Sabine went up to the boulangerie’s door and flipped the sign so that it said the bakery was closed. “Marinette, we support every decision you take but are you sure you want to go to Gotham ?” Sabine asked Marinette hesitantly.

"Maman I'm 100 percent sure that this is what I want.” Marinette reassured her mother.

Looking at her parents' hesitance, she said “Maman, Papa, despite the fact that you adopted me, you are always going to be my parents. I will always love you for everything you did for me. But now, all I want is for you to trust me.”

Tom and Sabine exchanged a look.

Sabine sighed “Marinette, you can go to Gotham, but we have some conditions.”

Smiling brightly, Marinette hugged her parents and thanked them.Her plan had been set to motion.

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As soon as Marinette entered the classroom the next day, she made her way to Lila and loudly said “Lila, I want to apologise for everything I have ever done tk you.”

Loud gasps filled the classroom.

Lila looked at her, shocked. “Marinette what do you mean ?”

“Omg girl this is so nice !” Alya squealed “Marinette I knew you would come around !”

Giving a fake smile Marinette turned to Lila and said “Lila I really am sorry. I hope we can put the past behind us and become good friends.”

"Of course Marinette!” Lila said gritting her teeth.

Before Marinette could say anything else, Lila started talking about another of her extravagant vacations, and she soon captivated her classmates, and watched with glee as Marinette faded into the background.Right where Marinette belonged.

Lila had no idea what Marinette's plan was, but she was not going to be fazed by a change in tactics.

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After school, Marinette explained her plan to the miracle court.

She explained how she saw no point in trying to expose lilas lies, now that she was leaving Dupont by the end of the week.

Now that Lila no longer had someone questioning her, she was sure to start lying on a larger scale, and she was bound to be caught in the acts by someone in such a scenario.

Meanwhile in her last week in France, Marinette intended to sow seeds of doubt in her classmates, disguised as concern.

Soon, Lila’s web would collapse, and Lila would have dug her own grave. Unfortunately, Marinette wouldn't be there to witness it.

However, Chloe pointed out that, once the class would learn of Lila's lies, they would realise that Marinette was right all along.

And once they notice that Marinette was longer there, they would miss her all the more.

It was safe to say that Marinette would get the last laugh.

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A.N.

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miraculousystuff · 7 months ago

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I’m Done

lil backstory*

Marinette’s life in class was crumbling down, or so Lila thought. Her friends had abandoned her, and while Adrien was still on Marinette’s side, he couldn’t actively do anything about it. But not a worry. Adrien would be hers.

Meanwhile, Marinette was at the brink of depression. She had lost all her friends, her new responsibilities as Guardians were pressuring, not to mention the akumas that Hawkmoth was sending were downright annoying, waking her up at 3am, plus the finals and the studying needed for it, in additon the babysitting, commissions for celebrities and more. But she was Ladybug for a reason. And after ranting about it for about two hours to Tikki, she was finally at peace.

Because the next morning, Marinette woke up and stopped giving a shit.

*end of lil backstory*

As Marinette walked to school, she felt oddly refreshed, like a weight had suddenly dropped from her shoulders. Aurore and Mirelle greeted her, as they were now one of her closest friends, along with Kim and Alix. Surprisingly though, her best friends were Chloe and Kagami. Chloe had apologized for her previous actions, finally maturing enough to see the errors in her ways and the damage she was doing. And as soon as Kagami heard what was going on, she immediately transferred into Dupont. Marinette was actually quite popular amongst the school, just not with her class. As she walked into the school, she was immediately met with a teasing remark. “Damn Mari-bug, you look like you haven’t slept at all!” Chloe snickered. “Hey you try running on two hours of sleep and 5 and a half cups of coffee.” she grumbled in return, smiling slightly as she made her way to Miss Bustier’s class with her.

As she walked through the classroom doors, surprisingly early, she was immediately met with harsh glares from the class. Usually, she would respond with her customary fear and shyness at the glares. Sometimes even get teary-eyed. But today was different. So instead, she merely rolled her eyes, and paved her way to the back, matching the angry glares with cold ones. As she settled in her seat, she inwardly counted. “3. 2. 1.” As if on cue, Alya lunged at Marinette, glaring furiously at her. Keep in mind, Mari’s blood was practically running on caffeine at this point, and she was not in the mood for this. But Alya was already talking. Sipping her coffee, only Marinette knew how much of a mistake that was.

“How could you do that to poor Lila! You hurt her because of your jealo-”

“Shut up.”

“What?” Alya said, dumbfounded. Usually, Mari either bursts into an angry rant or tears. But currently she was scrolling through her phone and sipping coffee like Alya wasn’t even worth her time. Alya was disgruntled. This was not the reaction she wanted. But being her stubborn self, she would not let it go. So, once again, she tried to jab at her.

“No YOU SHUT UP!”

Marinette rolled her eyes at the sheer immaturity of that sentence alone. “I swear to god…” she muttered, before taking a large sip of coffee. She had a feeling she would need it. In anger from being ignored, Alya decided to speak, not understanding how stupid she sounded.

“I still can’t believe you would-”

“I was doing shifts at the bakery the last 24 hours, no sleep, so unless I can teleport, can you care to explain what I could possibliy have done to your precious Lila?”

“I-”

“Oh that’s right! You don’t know, and I don’t care enough to bother listening to the two hour explanation filled with more holes than Swiss cheese that you are undoubtedly going to yell at me, so let’s get this over with shall we?” Mari said, her eyes showing exactly how much she cared about this conversation. She waved her hands to continue, looking just as bored as she sounded.

“You went through her phone, and because she was talking to Adrien, and threatened her!” Alya screamed angrily, and was about to yell more, when Marinette cut her off.

“Wow. She flipped the story around. Genius. Not. I’m still surprised that she bothered really, but I’ve come to expect the unexpected. You know what is expected though? The fucking idiocy of the class used to shock me. Now I’m just used to the fact that every single one of you guys are dumb. Seriously. Y'all dense. You genuinely think that I would waste my precious time and effort on Lila, when I could be doing better things? Working, sleeping, watching paint dry?”

Crying fake tears to hide her fury, Lila piped up. “You think that I’m a waste of time?” she whimpered.

“Precisely.” Marinette said, not even bothering to spare a glance at her, and resumed looking through her phone. Alya was dumbfounded, too shocked to retort.

Hawkmoth sensed annoyance from Marinette. While there were many strong emotions, he had been looking forward to akumatized Marinette for a long time. He did his little speech, and the akuma flew straight into her coffee cup, turning it into a ugly purple color. “Princess Justice, I am Hawkmoth and I will grant you the power to-”. He was cut off by a rather pissed Marinette. “Give me the power to do what? Walk around in an ugly onesie destroying Paris and trying to grab some teenager’s jewellery because for some reason you can’t do it yourself, or design anything that doesn’t look like a hot mess?” she snickered at a rather shocked Hawkmoth.

“Did you just call my outfits ugly!”

“And a hot mess.” she supplied.

“They are neither of those things! They were designed by a world renowned fashion designer!”

“Well that fashion designer was clearly blind. And deaf, because the outfits practically scream ugly.“

“Excuse me?”

“Change my mind. I dare you.”

“...”

“Yeah that’s what I thought, Hawkass. Now, you have completely ruined my coffee. Shame. I was looking forward to it. My favourite too. Anyway, I expect at least $100 dollars compensation and a free coffee for my trouble. And if you can’t afford it, I can see why you need the accessories. Speaking of which, not only do I expect that voucher, I want your miraculous too, and while you’re at it, get Mayura’s as well. Au Revoir.” Marinette finished, tearing the cup in half as she did so. She went back to drawing, blissfully unaware of the shock on her classmate’s faces.

Adrien had a lot to think about. Previously, he saw a news story about a girl who commited suicide because everyone turned on her, beleiving rumours instead of her actual personality. Shocked, Adrien realized that he needed to apologize to Marinette. Still thinking about it, Adrien walked in, and noticing the obvious tension in the room, centered around a certain bluenette, quickly slid into the seat next to Marinette. “What did you do?” his tone wasn’t accusatory, more… confused. Not even looking up, she replied. “If you dare tell me to take the fucking high road, I will shove that advice so far up your-” Adrien cut her off, only a little bit alarmed at her gorriness. “I get it. I actually came here to apologize. The advice was terrible.” he said, and Marinette smiled up at him. He smiled back, and for a second, they shared something that Lila quickly became jealous of as she snuck a glance. But the moment was broken as the teacher walked in. Yet Adrien did not miss the silent “Just a friend huh?” from a certain mini god of destruction.

Lila thought that there was no way Marinette could keep up this attitude. Boy was she wrong. For example, when Lila had tried to corner her to threaten her, she responded with a cold glare and a “I’ll listen to you when hell freezes over. On second thought, even if it does, you can fuck off, because I’m still not listening.” When Nino tried to ask for some of the pastries she brought for her friends, she looked him dead in the eye and said “I’ll share them with you when you grow a brain, and leave your herd of sheep.” then left. But the icing on the cake was when Juleka came up to her crying, expecting comfort, and Marinette turned a blind eye, saying no, and when Juleka said that that's what friends do, Marinette quickly retorted with sugary sweetness that would soon haunt the akuma class’s dreams. “Honey, you’re right. That is what friends do. But I’m not going to help you. Why? Because I’m not your friend. Not anymore.” she said, leaving a rather stunned Juleka in her wake.

At lunchtime, Marinette was talking to Chloe about something, and Alya watched with jealousy as she laughed with Chloe like she used to do with her. The feeling was quickly shaken off however, as Kagami sent a smug smirk her way, and the jealousy was turned into what she thought was rightful rage. Just then, Mylene went up to Marinette. “Hey Mari, can you make me something for the new play? I’m auditioning for Lady Bravery, and I need a costume! It’s tomorrow, plenty of time! ” she asked. Mari smiled, but Alya could have sworn she detected a hint of smugness as the girls in the akuma class drew next to Mylene. “Sure. Just give me the details and I’ll send you the price.” she said brightly, and Mylene turned pale. “Price…” she stuttered. Marinette smiled innocently. “Well of course, you can’t expect me to give you it for free. The materials are expensive and so is my time, plus it’s such short notice.” Mari explained.

Just then, Alix came into view. “Hey Mari, do you mind if you make me a dress for my date with Kim?” she asked. “When do you need it?” Mari asked warmly, contrasting from the fake sweetness that Mylene received. Smiling brightly, Alix explained how it was only a week away, and she was so sorry for the short notice. She needed it to match her style. Lila watched, gritting her teeth. If Alix and Kim were on her side, she could and would have easily used them to beat up Marinette. But of course the only two people with more strength than a snail also had to have a brain bigger than the size of a pea. How annoying. “Of course I can make it Alix!” Mari said. “How much would it cost?” Alix asked, but Marinette waved her off. “It’s free! You’re my friend!” Alix beamed and thanked her, and soon a rather large crowd was slowly forming around Mari. It seems that as soon as she left, Marinette realized it, so sighing, she turned her attention back to Alya, who was purple with rage, and Mylene who looked like she was about to sob any second.

Alya decided to intervene. “WHAT! WE NEVER HAD TO PAY BEFORE! HOW COME ALIX GET’S IT FOR FREE AND MYLENE DOESN’T!” she yelled, but Mari not only rolled her eyes, she snickered with Chloe, making Alya’s fury swirl. “Yes well that was when you were my friend, and now you’re not, so I don’t think you deserve my kindness. I’m not handing out freebies to you anymore. Suck it up. Mylene, you can either pay me or you can leave, and honestly I’m fine with either. But just to let you know, the price would be $370, not including material prices. Alya, you’re just being a plain bitch. Give me one good fucking reason I should give you anything for free. You believed a liar over your best friend, harrassed me, abused me, and destroyed my property. Not only that but you yelled at my friends for being my friends, and then wormed yourself out of trouble by tattling to that useless teacher Miss Bustier!” Mari said, sharing a glance with Kagami. “Mylene has done nothing to deserve my kindness. All she has done is stand by and watch me crumble at the hands of every single one of you.” Marinette ended her speech, glaring furiously.

As Mylene burst into tears (to Marinette’s annoyance), Alya decided to take action. “Take that back!” Alya demanded, and visibly angered at Marinette’s denial. Appalled, Alya decided that there was only one course of action.

“Fine then. We are not best friends anymore, not until you learn the consequences of your actions.” Alya said, expecting apologies, tears and possibly groveling from Marinette, but she got…confusion?

“Oh! I thought we established that already. We are not best friends, nor are we friends, and we will never be friends again, or classmates for that matter. Because I plan to get rid of toxicity. I’m transferring to Mrs Mendeleiv’s class, effective immediately.” she bit, adding venom to every word, and swept out the door, leaving applause and a dumbstruck class. Lila watched in awe. Maybe she should have befriended Marinette.

Alya rushed back to class, along with Ivan and Max. “How dare she insult Mylene.” Ivan growled. Lila was watching this gleefully. “Hey, is that Marinette’s sketchbook?” she said innocently, knowing that the plan would form all on its own. That’s how it worked really. Lila never had to lift a finger. They practically carried her. “Yup. We’re going to rip it, or in my case, use scissors.” Max said. They got to work, tearing every single design, note or sketch in that book. Soon it was reduced to peices, and a smug look on Alya’s face was almost as priceless as the face Marinette’s when she saw this. Lila smirked evilly at the tattered remains of paper on the desk. She quickly wiped it away at the classmate’s glances, but returned soon at the thought. If this didn’t break Marinette, nothing would.

As Mari came to pick the last of her things, she noticed the torn up prices of paper, on her desk, most likely at the hands of Ivan and Max, who was surprisingly good with scissors. Instead of being heartbroken like the class expected, she shrugged and smirked. Lila piped up. “We ruined your sketchbook! That’ll show you to be mean!” she smirked smugly. “Do you honestly think that I would leave my sketchbook with you goblins?” she smirked knowingly, then it hit Lila. With all the abuse she had been getting, she wouldn’t leave her most prized possession unattended. “Who are you calling a goblin?” Ivan growled.

“You,” Mari continued “Anyway, what you actually destroyed was the information for the class trip to London.” Gasps were heard, but Marinette ignored them and continued. “Luckily I have backups.” There was an obvious relief in the room, but Mari smiled smugly, Lila knew she wasn’t done, and she honestly considered switching sides from the mere look on Mari’s face. Mari continued. “Unfortunately, they aren’t for you. Seeing as you don't appreciate me, I am now going to Mrs Mendeleiv’s class. I’m sure they’ll enjoy London, and business class seats.” The shock of the class could not be described as she walked out, her friends in tow.

Marinette meant what she said. She transferred, along with her friends (Kagami , Chloe, Kim, Alix and Adrien). Lila was elected class president, but her kingdom of cards came crashing down, as all the promised connections were revealed to be nothing more than dust. The class found out the truth. They tried to bring Marinette back. They begged, blackmailed, bribed. But she wouldn’t. And everything fell apart. No more free dresses, free food, fun fundraisers, fantastic field trips. They saw how much fun she had with the other class, seeing the Big Ben, London tower, and even a selfie of them having tea with the Queen! Meanwhile, they could barely go to the Eiffel Tower for the field trip, and had to buy cheap costumes which were of bad quality. They quickly fell into despair, rage, and jealousy.

All because of a certain liar.

Fin

#miraculous ladybug #fanfic #headcanon #lila exposed #lila rossi #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #adrienette #alya cesaire #kagami tsurugi #chloe bourgeois #alix kubdel #liella!#marinette sugar #lila salt #alya salt #miraculous fanfic

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miraculouspegasus · 5 days ago

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ranking the miraculous kids by how likely they are to reveal their secret identity to their s/o

(excluding the obvious canonical cases like lovesquare, djwifi, nathmarc, or the fact that felix has absolutely told kagami everything he knows)

alix: is aro. she is sooooo aro and also she’s hopping through time, so even if she found it in her somehow to experiment. like. girl has her priorities straight.

luka: i know he’s canonically single right now, but like, let’s imagine a context where he’s still dating marinette. still not gonna tell her. that boy is very mature and would know how important it is to keep your mouth shut for the sake of everyone he loves, no matter what.

kagami: we don’t know if she’s told felix about ryuko! i say it’s very likely she has but only because of their insane rich kid cult upbringing and plot forcing her to this point, because otherwise, if she were dating, say, adrien, she would take her secrecy very seriously. girl was brought up on responsibility. if she doesn’t have a brief moment of recklessness like when she just outed herself to her mom on day one

max: yeah yeah he’s ace and single, but like, bear with me, imagine it’s like. a qpr. with alix, say, or maybe kim. max is very responsible and would treat his secret identity seriously, but he’s way less inclined to take secrets to the grave like someone like kagami, but neither is he as put together as luka is, and maybe someday he’s having a rough patch, and things are piling up on him! so like. i’d give it something in like, a 10% chance, which is relatively low, and that if he’s in that kind of relationship. but still higher than previous characters.

zoe: we’re talking if she ever got together with like, sabrina or marinette. well…girl knows how to keep secrets, whether she likes it or not. but this time it’s for good. it’s a good thing. so not likely, but possible.

mylene: mylene is so committed to good causes, to the point of civil disobedience tactics, so i think that, even though she doesn’t like lying to ivan, she knows that he would understand if he were in her situation. so it would take something pretty rough to actually shake that commitment.

ivan: i think ivan would be more likely than mylene to slip up and tell her but same as mylene, he’s a pretty brave guy, who could hold on to a secret like that even when things are rough. i do think that he might slip up because if his superhero identity ever got in the way of his relationship and ever made mylene feel lonely or abandoned, he would not stand for that.

juleka: juleka tries her best, but she’s also the kind of person who needs a strong support network to face herself and her fears, and she would have absolutely confidence that rose would be careful with her secret. so honestly it’s not an insignificant possibility.

rose: while rose is a little less plagued by doubts and in need of reassurance, what would get her is that she feels like juleka deserves everything. just total honesty. and it wouldn’t even be because of a potential conflict like ivan, it might even be out of principle. which is very sweet but also kind of dangerous. sweetheart, please don’t.

sabrina: i think she takes ladybug’s trust very seriously but given she just got out of an intensely dependent abusive relationship, i think if or when sabrina gets with someone, she’s not gonna be able to weather the rough patches that come with keeping secrets from your partner. oops.

kim: kim probably told ondine the day party crasher happened. xuppu gives him hell about his secret identity and kim was like, hey, how was i supposed to know this was going to be a permanent thing? you didn’t come with a contract! and even though after xuppu made it clear he shouldn’t tell anyone now… ondine knows. like. kim will not bother making a whole new persona using the monkey miraculous. it was king monkey when he fought party crasher, and it’s king monkey now, so.

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laterreurofficial · 9 months ago

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I am personally obsessed with (and relate a lot to) transfemme Adrien hc. You mentioned something with Adrien and Alix being parallels, gender-wise… I’m curious about what you meant by that! Adrien being trans or gnc is by no means necessary (though it would make me very happy), but I’m just curious as to what Adrien’s journey is when it comes to identity. Thanks and I hope you have a lovely day! :D

WIS HERE AGAIN!!! I will admit that that aspect of identity was merely something silu and I threw around, so there's no guarantee that it will be explored aside from like, background flavoring here and there.

What I meant is essentially, Adrien and Alix occupy a sort of middle space, but within that are opposites of each other.

This was born out of a conversation with silu where we discuss like.. transmasc-ish Adrien? He's dealing with the aftereffects of an egomaniac mother who he was born to be the spitting image of. He's thrust into a world of strict beauty standards and forced to perform, must be seen and not heard, obey without question. He's adapted into learned helplessness and 'not thinking' in order to survive, he's born to not act, not want for more. He has no more personhood to his father than a vase of white lilies set on a table.

Alix, on the other hand, is nothing but action. As Adrien is repressed to be demure, Alix is repressed to be stoic—She is the only surviving soldier in a war that never ends, forced to battle in a conflict where nothing ever happens and it must all stay that way. She is treated by others as infallible and is forced to only rely on herself. Alix is fueled by an anger and a grief for the life she wasn't allowed to live, but she isn't able to acknowledge the emotions as such: Alix doesn't have emotions, because emotions are weakness. She denies herself any more personhood that a cog in a machine, never stopping, always acting.

....Of course, I will couch this by saying this is wisteriasymphony's thoughts on the matter. As the lead concept writer, a lot of my little tangents into ideas often go unexplored if not entirely revised over. There were talks of an Alix comic in the works, and this section of Adrien's character being explored in a much later Chloe comic. I can't guarantee anything, because the group and silu have the final and extra-final say respectively.

vv everything said stupider under the cut vv

#what we can all agree on at the very least is that somehow adrien's gender is complicated. he's got something going on that's for sure #their genders is gay but in opposing directions. liking either of them is universally fruity but nobody understands this because it's 2002 #wis responds #wis speaks #asks #mlb la terreur au #adrien agreste #alix kubdel #bunnix #Cult of The Heirophant

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spookysteddie · 1 year ago

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The Very First Date

Modern!Steve Harrington x college!fem!reader

Part two to "lemon drop martini" ... Read part one here

18+ MINORS DNI

desc: you finally call Steve for that first date. And it goes better than you imagined

cw: alcohol mention (reader is not in the slightest drunk), slight Dom!Steve, cocky!Steve begging, pet names (baby, sweetheart, angel), unprotected sex, p in v, creampie. (let mw know if I missed anything)

wc: 2.8k

a/n: I hope y'all enjoy this! based off of this ask who asked me for a part two a while ago (I am so sorry). My writers block has lifted after like a year and here we are! So expect more fics soon!

...

Three days.

You’d waited three days before calling the number on the napkin.

Well that’s a lie. You actually called the number the next day (after eating a greasy meal, drinking a shit ton of water, and downing some aspirin… nothing like a hangover) from your roommate Alixs phone. But the second he answered, you hung up very fast.

Alix, of course, called you a little baby back bitch and told you that you needed to call him. That it’d be nice to have some perks around your little college town.

You rolled your eyes at the sentiment.

To say you were nervous talking on the phone with him would be an understatement, in fact you were shitting myself. Scared he’d be able to hear it in your voice how nervous you were. Or, worse, that he wouldn’t remember you.

Four days ago:

“This is Steve Harrington speaking. How can I help you?”

You took a deep breath, putting a smile on your face in the hopes it’ll translate through the telephone.

“Hi, Steve. I-it’s y/n. From the bar the other night.” You cringe at the slight stutter and the wave in your voice. “You gave me your number on the napkin.”

You can practically hear the smile in his voice, coolness seeping from his voice, “lemon drop martini girl. Of course I remember you, sweetheart.”

You quietly sigh in relief that he remembers.

“Oh good! I’m sorry for not calling sooner. I was a little hung over and then I had to study and take exams. Finals season.” You laugh awkwardly, cursing yourself for rambling and making a fool out of yourself. Alix would be rolling her eyes.

Steve laughs on the other end of the line, “ah yes. I hated finals. Very frustrating. Hence why I dropped out, much to my fathers dislike.”

One thing about you is that you love oversharing. But you love when other people overshare even more. There’s nothing like bonding over a trauma dump.

You giggle into the phone which makes Steve giggle too, the sound mimicking a sweet song. All you want to make him do it again.

“Anyway, sweetheart, I was wondering if you had plans for Friday night?” His tone is cool and relaxed. You could only wish to sound like that.

Your heart pounds in your chest, words failing you for a moment. “Oh! Um, nothing actually.”

“Perfect. Hows ‘bout you and I go on a little date? I know a great place. Kinda fancy. What do you say?”

You could kick your feet like a little girl at the prospect of going out with him. You, also, are tempted to make him wait. To give him just a little bit of a hard time. It was what you'd usually do to the men you like. But there was something in the back of your mind begging you not to.

“I-I would like that, Steve.”

“Great! I’ll pick you up at 7. Give you time to study and get ready. Take a nap even.”

…

“I can’t do this. I can’t go. I mean, fuck, I have nothing to wear.”

Nothing to wear was an understatement. You could hardly see the floor of your bedroom, clothes littering it with only a small path for where you keep walking from the mirror to your closet.

Alix sits on your bed, drinking some wine and eating some popcorn. “I liked the black leather. I don’t know why you won’t just wear that one. You look hot in it.”

You slide your hands down the front of the blue, sequence dress you have on. “I just feel like that’s not enough. And isn’t it a little … short for a dress for a nice restaurant?”

Alix shrugs, “I mean, probably but who cares. You look hot.” She sips her wine and says again, “well you look hot in everything.”

You look over at her, “while that’s sweet, he’s going to be here in fifteen minutes and I need a few shots to calm my nerves so help me pick a dress, please.”

She rolls her eyes at my dramatics, downing her wine. “I think you should wear the short black one you wore two weeks ago. Not the leather one, the velvet one. Makes your ass look great. Oh with your Louboutins! You spent a lot of money on them and have worn them once. It’s a sin.”

One thing is for sure, you did spend a lot of money on them, charging them to your dads credit card.

One change and two shots of vodka later, you were walkin down the steps of your condo to an awaiting Steve. He’s in dark jeans, a black t-shirt and a gray jacket. His hair is just as perfect as the last time you saw him. (which was via instagram… gotta do the research right?)

He whistles long and low as you approach, and in a quick stroke of confidence you decide to do a little spin. He claps slowly as you face him and so, you bow. Just slightly so you don’t accidentally flash him. Not the way you want to start this date.

“Well hello to you too, Harrington,” you say as you smirk.

He slips his hand in his pockets, a smirk on his lips that you feel right between your legs. “You look very pretty tonight, sweetheart. I mean you’d look pretty in a potato sac but,” he shrugs. “We should get going.”

You smile and nod at him.

And the bar is clearly in fuckin hell, because him opening the door for you makes you want to jump his bones. But then again, no man has ever opened a door for you so… we can let it slide.

“Such a gentleman.” “Chivalry is not dead sweetheart.”

…

Steve is very thoughtful. Sure, he asked all the usual questions you ask on a first date.

What’s your major?

Do you have any siblings?

What do your parents do for work?

Oh, your dad is in sales? Funny mine too.

He gives you guilt money? Mine too! Look at us

He also, orders you and him a bottle of wine (he has great taste) but lets you order your own meal (again the bar is in fucking hell). The place he takes you to is nice and the food is the best food you’ve had since you left home after summer break.

“So Steve, what made you decide to open up a bar in town?” You eat a spoonful of dessert, eyes never leaving his.

He takes a spoonful of his own dessert. “I was sick of working for everyone else. I knew if I made a unique bar, something you and your friends have never seen, others would want to check it out. Then you’d tell all your friends, who’d tell their friends, etc.” He grins as he talks, keeping eye contact with you.

It felt like a game of ‘who is going to look away first.’ A game you weren’t going to lose. Slowly, you pull the spoon out of your mouth, dipping it back in to your dessert. “Interesting. Great concept if you ask me.”

He huffs a small laugh through his nose, “I’m glad you enjoyed my bar.”

You scrunch your brows, the wine making you bold, “who said I enjoyed it?”

Now he really laughs, “you seemed to really enjoy all those lemon drop martinis. So much so you had a hangover the next day. I tried giving you waters but you threatened to gut me.”

Your jaw hangs open, “fibber.”

“I haven’t been called a fibber since I was a kid,” he smiles. “But yes you did tell me you would gut me. And then you left and I thought I’d never hear from you again.”

You can’t help but feel slightly guilty inside for not calling sooner. Well, you did call sooner but chickened out.

“And here we are.”

“Yes, here we are.”

He seems to think for a moment, sipping his wine (one he ordered that would go well with the dessert. He was right.)

“Wanna get out of here, sweetheart?” He looks up at you through his lashes, tongue rolling down the inside of his cheek.

He wasn't… demanding. You knew without a shadow of a doubt that you could turn him down. That he would take you home with a smile on his face. There would be no fuss, no fight, no name calling. No pressure.

And for that very reason, with a smile on your pretty face you answer him, “yours or mine?”

…

You’re not even through the door of his apartment before his mouth is on yours, his large hands on your face. The kiss starts soft, testing the waters and it isn’t very long before you deepen it. Your tongues dance but there is no fight for dominance, you let him win. You want him to win.

His lips trail over your jaw before slowly moving down your neck, gently nipping at your skin.

“Such a pretty girl,” he says in between kisses.

He sucks a bruise into your shoulder, easy to cover up, just in case. You let out a soft moan, hands coming up to tug at his hair.

“You-you’re pretty too.”

You can feel him grin against you, head lifting as his body cages you in, “I don’t think anyone has ever called me pretty. Well besides Eddie but that was mocking.”

You laugh, moving in and kissing him slowly, sweetly, “you are a very pretty boy.”

You can feel his hard dick jerk at the sentiment, and you keep it as a mental note. You know, just in case you need it.

“Fuck, can’t say shit like that.”

“No? Why not?”

“Cause it makes my cock hard. And it’ll be very embarrassing if I cum in my pants. Can't ruin my reputation.” The smirk on his face makes you almost pass out. You swear to God you can feel every word in your core.

“Hmmm, we can’t have that can we?” You push his jacket off his shoulders before running your hands down to the hem of his shirt. “Should take me to bed so we don’t risk you cumin’ early.”

It’s all the permission he needs. His lips are back on yours, his hands under your ass and picking you up. You wrap your legs around his waist, hands in his hair as he carries you to the bed.

He puts you down gently, his lips never leaving yours. Not for a moment. Not until he pulls away to tug his shirt over his head. You take the moment to take him in, his body lithe and toned. You also can’t help noticing the scars on his side that look a little like bite marks. Bite marks from something that isn’t human, something you make a mental note to ask him about at a later date.

“Sculpted from marble, god damn.” You don’t mean to say it out loud, never wanting to stroke a man's ego.

Steve just grins as he finds the zipper on the side of your dress, pulling it down slowly down, his knuckles slowly touching your skin, leaving goosebumps in his wake. You shiver under the touch and he notices. You’re quickly learning that Steve notices everything.

It isn’t long before he’s pulling the dress down your body, leaving you in only your underwear. Underwear that barely covers you, a wet patch on full display. If it was anyone else, you’d be embarrassed.

“Are you this wet for me?” His tone is mocking and he’s practically cooing at you, “go on. Answer me.”

Your eyes widen. Men have been demanding in the bedroom, plenty of them thinking they’re little tough guys. But none of them get that from you, none of them deserving. You’re not sure why you want to give that to him. You’re not sure what makes him different. And honestly, that is a problem for future you to talk about in therapy.

“Yes,” you reply, voice a little higher than usual. “S’all for you.”

The smirk he gives you makes your heart speed up. “Such a sweet, pretty thing. God, I want to devour you.”

His lips move to your chest, sucking a peaked nipple into his mouth. You can’t help but arch into his mouth, a small moan falling from your lips, his hand coming to play with your neglected breast. And it isn’t long before he swaps sides, his teeth nipping and sucking.

“Please. More.”

He laughs, moving to oblige you and kissing down your sternum before settling between your legs. “May I?”

Him asking makes your heart stutter in your chest, “yes. God yes. Please.”

Steve tugs your underwear down your legs, tossing them to meet the rest of the clothes on the floor. “I think I could get used to praying to me.”

He doesn’t give you time to answer before he licks up your cunt, stopping at the top to suck on your clit. The moan that comes out of you is loud and you’re thankful the windows are closed. “Fuck, Steve!”

He pushes a finger inside of you, curling them to reach the spongy spot inside you. “And you moaning my name is even better. Why don’t you do it again, angel”

He pushes another finger inside you, the burn causing you to grip his hair. “Steve please!”

“Please what, sweetheart?”

He moves his fingers faster, continuing to hit your sweet spot over and over again. His mouth moves to your clit, sucking gently. He keeps his eyes on you, observing, listening to every sweet moan and sigh that comes out of you. He files them away in his brain so he never forgets what drives you crazy.

“Need to… I-I need”

He sucks hard before pulling back, “need what? Go on, use your words.”

You gasp, “to cum. I- please.”

Begging wasn’t what you did for men. If anything, they begged you. Begged you to let them cum.

Steve doesn’t say a word, just grins and uses his free hand to press on your stomach. That is your undoing. “Steve!” You pulse around his fingers, breath getting caught in your chest. You feel warm all over, head emptying as he works you through it.

“That’s it baby. That’s a good girl. Bet that feels so good doesn’t it?”

You try to answer, you really do. But all you can manage is a small nod.

“Gonna let me fuck you?”

Again, you can only manage a nod.

“That’s my girl.”

And before you can even process his words, he flips you over on your stomach, hands pulling your hips in the air. You’re on full display for him. He can see everything. But you couldn't care less, all you want is him inside you.

And you get your wish. He moves slow, making sure he doesn’t hurt you. He’s big and you can feel every inch of him stretching you. It’s a tight fit even with how wet you are.

“Holy shit this pussy is amazing baby. Squeezing me so tight.”

His other hand braces himself by your head before dropping down to his forearms. He’s so close to you now, inside and out, his hips moving slowly so you adjust to him, and his breath fanning across your face.

“F-faster. Faster.” Your hands rake down his back, nails digging into his back, making him hiss.

He snaps his hips faster, grinning down at you. “Just so needy huh?”

You nod feverishly, “yes. F-feels so fucking good.”

He laughs at you now, kisses you. “Such a dirty mouth, baby. Pretty girls aren’t supposed to swear.”

“Says-says you… swear all the time. L-like a sailor.”

He hums. “Dirty mouth for a dirty fuckin girl.”

“That-that’s me.”

He fucks you faster and you feel like coil growing tighter and tighter inside you. You wrap your legs around his waist, not wanting him to get too far away. He groans and you can tell he’s close.

“Want… no need you to cum inside me. I’ll d-die if you don’t,” you beg. You know you’ll probably regret it in the morning, all that you’ve said here in this bedroom. But at the moment you can’t find it inside you to care. Mainly because he was taking up every inch of you.

“Yeah? Need it? I’ll give it to you baby. Will give you anything you want.”

And it’s all you need to fall over the edge, walls clenching around him so hard he falls with you. A mutual “fuck!” falls from both your and his lips.

You're both panting as you come down from the high. He pushes your hair out of your face and kisses you sweetly. Suddenly Steve is giggling, his head falling into the crook of your neck.

“What? Why are you laughing?” you ask with just a little bit of worry.

“I am so fucking glad you ordered a lemon drop martini.”

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Big day for annoying people (me)

The two new eps of ML were good? Like wow it’s been great so far except ep 3 was comparatively a flop imo. Werepapas was so, idk, enticing lore-wise but I don’t have much to say that other people haven’t except that they’re clearly NOT neglecting past plot points, making the tone too silly goofy all the time, nor retconning important stuff like some people worried they would. We have been FED. I’m sure Felix is involved in that ring bs somehow, but idk if his intentions are pure or not.

Warning for the only salty thing I’m gonna say on this post: I’m so tired of going into the fandom tag and seeing people whining about “bad writing” problems that literally never happened based entirely on their own incorrect predictions they made up to make themselves mad. Ugh anyway. This post is gonna be about small details I latched onto in Daddycop!

We got to see glimpses of Sabrina and Max’s rooms this ep! Max’s room looks like a Star Trek spaceship but the books on his bookshelf are kinda giving those reference books at the library of like, archived government documents or research papers iykwim whereas the books in Alya’s room look like manga. An interesting thing I noticed in Sabrina’s room is that she has a line of framed certificates on the wall, maybe academic awards or something similar

Did they ever say if Markov can see Kaalki or not? I’m sure they will eventually but idk which option I like better. It’d be cute if they were friends but it’d be pretty funny if he had to watch Max talk to the secret floating ghost who lives with them now and not question it

List of things Sabrina dumps in the trash: yellow nail polish, the brooch Chloe gifted to her/bribed her with in season 1, the cat ear headband from her Chat Noir cosplay when she and Chloe were roleplaying as him and Ladybug in season 3, a beret, maybe the one Chloe tried to bribe her with in s1, Chloe-style sunglasses, a Queen Bee doll, a photo of them together in the old animation, and a mug/tumbler? Maybe a gift from her as well idk maybe they’re selling Queen Bee-themed Stanley cups over there.

:((((( Aw Sabrina nooo I hate seeing her so sad and the way she lied to her dad so he would think she’s happy and has friends

I think this might be the first time the show referred to Fire Captain Hessenpy by name?

Marinette’s scooter has the T+S logo on it and a sticker that says Boulangerie Paris

Between eps 2 and 4 I’m getting the sense that Sabrina uses Miss Hound as an escape kinda like CN where she feels like she can become instantly likeable, trustworthy, helpful, and useful through the inherent credibility of being a superhero. She has anonymity, can sort of start over on a blank slate, and is automatically implied to be a good person since Ladybug entrusted her. I’m guessing we’re gonna see more of that blank slate idea with other characters and what they’ll do with it, but it’s telling that Sabrina decides to transform to resolve people’s minor inconveniences, especially when she’s feeling bad about herself. It’s like she’s proving a point to herself but also giving herself something productive to do.

The GIRLS Ahhhhh let’s go lesbians

Noticing a clear absence of Alix. Ik the special implied she has to keep hiding in the burrow from Lila but she’s all normal-looking in the intro and they can’t shelve her forever. I feel like something is gonna change to make her be able to return.

^^^ ALSO she’s the only hero with zero design updates and my theory is that the purpose of that is so she can do contrived time nonsense like going back to earlier seasons and going forward without contradicting anything or revealing which time period she’s actually from

I gotta say the side character writing has progressively been better and better throughout the show. Atp they really feel like actual people with their own opinions and motivations. In the early days they felt more like lovable NPCs who talked occasionally but now they’re real characters? With free will? I feel like I just watched Pinocchio get turned into a real boy

The pro-healthy eating censorship/propaganda/whatever in this show is so funny omg. Juleka: I brought fruit tea Mylene: wow that’s so much better than the sugary soda we had last time LMAO. To balance out Rose holding a bag of popcorn they gave Zoe two burlap sacks full of oranges which tbf I’d rather snack on those during a movie than popcorn but still. I saw a vid recently about gravity falls adding random bowls of fruit next to characters eating junk food because they were getting flagged as promoting unhealthy habits. I keep thinking about that moment in Ikari Gozen when Mari asks Kagami out for “juice” when any normal teen would’ve said “coffee” like nope no caffeine in my good Christian miraculous

Love Kagami being a pretentious film nerd go hang out with Nino

RED ALERT YOU GUYS Mylene has an inclusive pride flag pin on her overall strap. Like the rainbow flag with the trans triangle and the black stripe. It’s not subtle or anything it’s just right there wow. Damn

The pin above it reminds me of Timebreaker’s logo. I wonder what some of these pins mean

Ok last season they seem to have established that Sabrina became friends with Marc and Nathaniel who were both explicit Sabrina Supporters since their akuma episodes, so it feels sort of convenient that they were written out of the narrative for this ep. I do see the whole Girl Squad thing and how she feels excluded when all the girls in the group hang out together without her, doing traditional girl things like movie night sleepovers, so I do think it’s totally valid. Her having absolutely zero friends is hyperbolized though.

On that note I have to wonder if the school might have several lunch periods because none of the male characters expect Adrien and Nino were there. Or maybe they just stage the scene with whoever is convenient. They might have flexible lunch schedules and all the other characters are off somewhere else.

Rose mentioned a girl whose name I didn’t recognize and after rewinding i can’t tell what she said. Aglie? New character? Maybe she’s that black girl with pink hair who was sitting with Adrien, Nino, and Sublime at lunch

KAGAMI AND ONDINE ARE CANONICALLY FRIENDS this is like the Superbowl for me. I’m so excited for Sleeping/Princess Syren I need to see her.

God the girls were so messy in that scene where they didn’t want to invite Sabrina lol I kinda love it I can’t even be mad

Zoe, your lab safety is atrocious. Not only are you taking your goggles off while still in the lab, but then you *leave the room* and *touch someone* with your gloves still on?! Diabolical. What are they even doing, soldering computer chips?

Marinette when I catch you Marinette

Roger’s relationship with Sabrina is actually so cute even though he’s kinda misguided as a person GOD when he’s on his way to console his crying daughter and Lila enters his mind space and he’s cradling his arms like he’s clearly seeing her as his baby 🥺 nobody talk to me

Alexa play I bet on losing dogs by mitski. Myyyy baby my baby…

We got a glimpse of the baddest bitch in Paris Xavier Ramier I’m so happy

Sabrina shapeshifted her necklace into a brooch. Huh. I guess you can just do that

The power of believing in herself allowed her to yassify her own character design into a cuter and more fashionable superhero! This is basically just like real life if you think about it

Her ball has a doggy nose on it awww

Lila telling Roger to turn around so she could back him up and fire the anti akuma was badass okay

I’m not sold on the loud ass makeup they have a lot of the characters wearing so I’m glad we got to see the girls with clean faces at the end there. Wow they look so normal! I’m also loving the pajama designs. I had to pause and look at all of them.

Zoe had to stop and hit Sabrina with that rizz stare to make sure Sabrina wouldn’t be coming up with any platonic explanations for her behavior

I never thought I’d say these words, but I think a love triangle between Sabrina, Zoe, and Max would be fun. Imagine Zoe is into Sabrina, Sabrina isn’t exactly catching the hint and sees Zoe as a really nice friend, Sabrina kinda likes Max, and Max is like damn these bitches gay. Good for them.

The end card is so baby omg

I TOLD YOU GUYS Sabrina was gonna get a makeover and people were like uH No iTs JUsT An aNimATioN eRroR oF a ScRApPEd DeSiGn girl why the hell would they leave a scrapped design in the intro, and there’s no way they would accidentally not notice that much less repeat it

Mark my words white haired Caprikid is not an error either he’s real and he’s gonna collect all the chaos emeralds to get that way

A new diabolical twink has hit the scene. Ray’s pompous ass immediately reminded me of Preminger from Barbie. He looks like he rides horses. Like he tells people he’s into sports but then you find out the sport is just horse riding. Immediately invested. Who is this diva. I want him to get hit by a bus.

Ooooo Zoe was up to some Delinquent Shit in America this is so juicy. I looove when suspiciously perfect characters get revealed to be secretly fucked up that’s the best. I’ve always loved those types of headcanons, that she was expelled from her last school and moved to a different country all of a sudden for her mom’s PR. If you think about it, that’s exactly what happened to Chloe damn. Daughter commits PR disaster, do zero parenting about it, relocate daughter far away to start over with little consequence! I wanna see some parallels. I feel like she made it sound like she moved because she was getting bullied at her old school, but what if that was a lie, or at least a partial lie? You know shit’s serious when the exposition is in the post-post-endcard scene

The pacing of these episodes has been satisfying compared to previous seasons, especially 5. They aren’t trying to shove too much in, but there’s still a lot happening and fiiiinally a nice mix of plot and fighting. I was getting irritated by how rushed a lot of the fights were last season like might as well just not have them at all

Late edit: back to the pajamas because I forgot to analyze them, I have noticed that Juleka’s pants have bats on them :) frickin bats. They also have like… a crescent moon with something sitting on it? idk what that is. It’s like a pattern of cute spooky Halloween imagery. But the pants and her black lace tank top versus Rose’s sparkly pink unicorn onesie is adorb.

Zoe has a yellow tank and seems to be wearing her usual leggings under running shorts um? Outside clothes in bed? And her pink slides give the whole thing a sans undertale vibe. Oh what the fuck why do the feet of her tights have individual toes lmao. The horror. I hate it.

I can’t tell what Mylene is wearing except a black t-shirt that might have something white on it. OMG EDIT 2 ITS IVAN’S T-SHIRT FROM HIS OLD DESIGN YOU GUYS SHES WEARING HER BF’S OLD BAND TEE AS PAJAMAS. This is headline news myvan nation. She has maybe pink shorts and her slippers look like Uggs.

Kagami’s silk pjs look luxurious. I love how her clothes this season went from just preppy to being very obviously EXPENSIVE like she’s blending in with the gang but she’s still clearly rich af.

Sabrina’s pjs are a classic set with her usual argyle pattern on them. 10/10 would give her a warm glass of milk and read her a bedtime story. I wonder what she needs eye drops for because she told Roger she needs to pack them.

Excited to see more yay! I love the little details. It’s kinda a bummer that Sabrina spent most of her hero focus ep sobbing but we ball (see what I did there) and the end was so cutesy. So excited to probably watch episode 11 before episode 6

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ml spoilers #daddycop #ml s6 #ml s6 spoilers #ml season 6 #ml daddycop #sabrina raincomprix #zoe lee #max kante #alix kubdel #marinette dupain cheng #miss hound #kagami tsuguri #mylene haprele #juleka couffaine #rose lavillant #myvan

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