A Love Square Between Two People [Miraculous Ladybug]

Here's a good fic you should read.

 

I've just discovered the worst (best) extrapolation of the love square: Double Fake Married AU. Ladybug and Chat Noir hitching themselves to Adrien and Marinette respectively for trademark control purposes.

 

I read it. I love it. I second it so hard.
dsvpsdfds i love these little Everyday Magic things?? honestly this kind of Urban Fantasy is so much more my cup of tea than the vampires & werewolves one. i wish i knew more works with this.

I am swooning

 

Spoiler: Chat Blanc WIP thing

"C-chat!?" Marinette's eyes felt like they would bulge right out of her head.

He'd been akumatized? It was possible for them to be akumatized, even while transformed? Or, was he even transformed? It could very well be his civilian identity working through some weird identity issues, and god wouldn't that be a mess to navigate.

He certainly looked like Chat Noir, lounging picturesquely on a picnic table, dressed in a familiar faux-leather catsuit, the cut and pattern exactly as Marinette remembered from their years fighting together. The only differences she could see was the color, a startling white, and the bright green ribbon tied round his neck, puffy bow partially obscuring the oversized silver bell resting against his collarbone.

Chat Noir - or was it Chat Blanc?- turned to face her, head tilted in a gesture of adorable animal confusion. His crowd of green eyed admirers cooed, fingers entwining in his hair and stroking down his back, and phones frantically snapping pictures.

"Oh man, Marinette, this is something else!" Alya said, phone out, no doubt livestreaming this particular bit of superhero history straight to her blog. "I didn't even know that they could be, you know." She gestured vaguely with her free hand, mouth agape. "Do, do you think Ladybug is okay? There have never been two at once, b-but then, there's never been..." She trailed off as her hand dropped against her side.

It certainly was something else, to put it mildly. Marinette felt practically bolted in place with just how unsettling a revelation this was. What did this mean for them as Miraculous holders? What did this mean for Chat? How would their relationship fare if Ladybug was there to bear witness to her stubbornly flippant partner at his most vulnerable?

She groaned through her teeth, tilting her body so as to put it between Chat and the bag at her side containing her Kwami, the only one likely to have any clue how to answer her questions.

Chat looked her up and down with burning green eyes. Apparently finding something to his satisfaction, he grinned a smug cat grin and picked himself up on all fours, leaping gracefully down from his perch and slinking towards her, ears swiveling and tail flicking like living things.

She'd been playing this game for long enough that her reflexes broke through her befuddled haze. She stumbled backwards, turning her body to make as small a target of herself as possible.

"Alya, don't touch him!" She said, spotting her friend trailing towards Chat, free hand outstretched.

Alya rolled her head in the her direction, movements dull and jerky, like a heavy wooden puppet manipulated by an unskilled puppeteer, and Marinette cursed under her breath to see her friend's eyes hazed over with the same brilliant green as the rest of the crowd.

"Oh, but Marinette, he doesn't mean any harm. Look at him, he's such a good kitty, isn't he?"

The bell around Chat's neck gave a hollow jingle, and the green of his ribbon flashed. Alya's eyes flashed in turn, and she stumbled towards him, dropping her phone on the pavement without a backwards glance.

"Ohhh, he is a good kitty cat, so good." She dropped to her knees and scratched at Chat's chin, face screwed up in the scrunchy mushy face she usually reserved for cute animals and young children. "So handsome and smart and he makes us all so happy, doesn't he?"

Kim, at her side, nodded enthusiastically. "Oh, yeah, he's so strong and brave, too!"

"The savior of Paris," Max said, chest puffed out with pride.

"Oh, brother," groaned Marinette, mouth agape and face faintly pink with second hand embarrassment. "I am never going to let you live this down, Kitten."

The room filled with a steady rumble of praise, familiar voices raised in a chorus of mushy baby-talk and saccharine affirmation sickly indulgent enough to make Marinette want to gag, but was soon drowned out by the screeching of metal on concrete, followed by a loud crash.

"Here, sweetums, a pretty little kitty kitty like you deserves something yummy, don't you, oh yes you do." Rose chirped, dumping an armful of candies and snacks at Chat's feet.

Ivan and Mylene waved handfuls of treats, freshly pulled from the guts of a broken vending machine, glass face shattered and bulk toppled against a nearby water fountain.

Chat Blanc let out a noise Marinette could only call a meow and pounced on a snack cake, ripping the packaging open with his teeth and smearing half the confection across his face in his rush to jam it in his mouth. A loud rumble -purring?- reached Marinette's ears before being drowned out by a resurging chorus of adoring coos and sighs from his bewitched admirers.

As the teenage daughter of two very sappy and loving parents; the best friend of a girl curious, obsessive, and completely lacking any sense of shame; and the kind of girl who regularly receives and gives the most ridiculously flat footed of romantic gestures, Marinette felt safe in saying that this was the single most embarrassing thing she had ever had the misfortune to witness.

"Oookay, this has gone on long enough."

Taking advantage of the akuma's lack of focus, Marinette swiftly made her way indoors and in no time had found one of the secure little hidey holes she was immensely grateful she had taken the time to scope out beforehand. One good thing about how common attacks on her schoolmates were was that she almost always had the home field advantage.

He was crouched over a plate piled high with chocolate chip pancakes when Ladybug next found him, a rounded old woman, eyes a misty green, cooing and combing chubby fingers through his messy blond curls.

"Ohh, that's a good kitty, such a good kitty. Eat up deary, as much as you want. Who cares if you get fat? We'll love you even if you're round as a ball, yes we will." A small crowd of similarly awestruck minions nodded and chorused their affirmation.

Ladybug rolled her eyes and gagged theatrically. Who knew her goofy, carefree partner could be so needy?

stufffff

Chat arched his back and hissed, gesturing threateningly with one syrup-sticky hand.

Oh, great. Perfect. Just what I need. Chat Blanc's claws itched with the phantom sensation of Hawkmoth massaging the stress away from his temples.

Ladybug held her own hands out in a placating gesture. "Calm down, kitty kitty, I just want to- hey!"

Chat coiled his body, tail in the air and ears flat against his head, and leaped forward, touching down on the top of a two story building behind where Ladybug stood, her hands held defensively in front of her face.

He yowled and puffed his chest out arrogantly, before turning and bounding from rooftop to rooftop, each leap easily clearing fifty feet.

You are going to have to fight her or lose her here. You can't very well bring her straight to me with her Miraculous still within her possession. Make your choice, I could not care less at this point what you do, you stupid cat.

Chat chirped sharply, affronted, and flicked his tail in irritation. He screeched to a halt the next roof over, claws slicing through tiles like a knife through butter in his effort to halt his momentum. His speed and the sharpness of his claws sent him skidding head over hindquarters, till the edge of the roof caught his foreclaws and sent tumbling gracelessly down to the street in an undignified whirl of limbs.

Oh, god, what are you doing now?

settled back on his haunches and folded his forelimbs across his chest with a pointed slowness, turning his nose up to the sky, the picture of wounded feline dignity.

Sooo, Chat Blanc's a thing. And he's usually a sad creepy threatening thing, but, yunno. What if not that.

 

ML Steven U fusion! Mari is Onyx, a tech gem ala Peridot, focused on innovation and design. Relatively high ranked and autonomous for a techie, currently training under Yellow Spinel(Mr Agreste), the Gem in charge of Yellow Diamond's entire operation regarding technology and whatnot. Adrien is Champagne Pearl, Yellow Spinel's personal Pearl.

They fuse with little devices made of chunks of mostly inert Gems. Onyx becomes Red Obsidian, and Champearl becomes Cat's Eye. And then they fight crime or something. Was thinking Hawkmoth could have a thingy like theirs that gives him the ability to control other Gems, and that he uses it to manipulate peeps into helping him with a little bit of a Rebellion, and RO and CE are like wow hey don't do stuff that gets innocent gems shattered you utter fucking coward, even if maybe you occasionally kinda have a point.

And, that's all I got. Mylene is a Ruby and Ivan is a Dalmation Jasper, and they're either cute or shattered.

 

SCREAMS
I just started watching this show
I like it A LOT
I also may have immediately spoiled myself for many many things. while watching the first episode. oops....

 

I LOVE YOUR FIC

 

............okay honest to god I hate Chloe

 

I mean, I can kind of go in for a redemption arc....just as long as it's not based on the idea I seem to be seeing quite a bit of, where Chloe is just lashing out because of inner pain and not having a mom in her life
like idfk but that kind of shit reaaaaaaaaaaally rubs me the wrong way. she doesn't have to be lashing out from inner pain. she can just be pointlessly mean and narcissistic and shallow because she's never considered anything else and this way sort of works so why bother changing anyway. like I like the idea of her growing and changing but....I don't want her past behavior excused by "inner pain".

 

So uh who is watching season 2, 'cause, um, *high pitched screaming*

 

it is SOOOOOOO good

love square is going to kill me dead