Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

Anonymous asked: Adrien (from Miraculous Ladybug) for the headcanon meme?

HELL YES.  For this ask meme.

A: what I think realistically

We all know, in our heart of hearts, that Adrien and Marinette are the local masters of all physical activity.  Like, I recognize that the kwami magic is what makes them super strong or agile or whatever, but like.  Y’all.  Some of that is just pure organic buff-as-fuck muscle.  Over the course of their first school year of having the Miraculous, Adrien and Marinette both get so fit they could easily be sports stars.  During a game of dodgeball, Adrien accidentally convinces everyone he’s a gymnastics master because he does a back handspring to avoid a ball, totally on instinct out of habit because combat.  Marinette starts wearing tank tops because Summer Ugh and Adrien walks into a door because holy shit Marinette has back muscles wow oh my god.  A bunch of them go swimming and everyone’s like “You are both tiny teens, how do you both have a sixpack.”  Adrien’s modeling agents are baffled by where he’s finding the time to pull this off, but like, hey, as long as he’s putting on lean muscle instead of bulking up, they’re not gonna…like…stop him.

Anyway flash forward to post-identity reveal when Marinette and Adrien are playing dodgeball again and she literally vaults over him to nail the last member of the opposing team and Adrien catches her on the drop and they run around celebrating like morons with Marinette on his shoulders while the entire school gapes at them.

B: what I think is fucking hilarious

Listen, I know we all like to talk about Marinette’s response when she finds out that Adrien is Chat Noir, but.  For a hot second.  Let’s just talk about how Adrien is going to react when he finds out that Marinette is Ladybug.  He thinks Marinette is great, clearly, even though her inability to speak to him has obviously convinced him that she doesn’t like him much.  But Adrien admires Marinette so much, she’s such a strong-willed person, she’s so clever, she’s so funny, and honestly if he wasn’t already so head over heels for Ladybug he’s be crazy about her.

After he finds out Ladybug’s identity, Adrien spends three hours lying flat on his back in his bedroom, staring up at the ceiling.

“Plagg, she’s so cool.  Plagg.  Plagg, Marinette is Ladybug and she’s amazing.  Plagg.  Plagg, are you listening to me?  Plagg, I think I love her.”

Plagg is absolutely not listening to him.  Adrien doesn’t care.

C: what is heart-crushing and awful but fun to inflict on friends

Fam.  Let’s talk about akuma!Chat Noir.  I have no idea if this is ever going to be a thing, but I want it to be a thing and I’ve been obsessed with it ever since I saw THIS AMAZING COMIC.  

Ladybug is wounded in battle with Hawkmoth, and Chat Noir…well.  The akumas are attracted to strong negative emotions, and for that moment, Adrien is nothing but a bit of driftwood being dragged out to sea on a riptide of grief and guilt and rage.  And Hawkmoth, he does like his dramatic irony, and what could be more ironic than this, one hero destroying another.

He miscalculates a bit, though.  His akuma melts into Chat Noir’s bell, and the magic sweeps over him, and, indeed, Adrien feels the akuma warp the lines of his thoughts.  Until all he feels is rage, white-hot and protective.  His lady is bloody in his arms and it’s all because of Hawkmoth and he is going to destroy anyone who comes near her.

Chat Blanc is going to make sure of it.

D:  what would never work with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway

Anyway Adrien’s mother was a Miraculous holder and he got his sense of humor from her (”You know me,” she used to say, winking at him as she did her elaborate blue-green-violet eyeshadow, “vain as a peacock!”) and also she used to tell him about what it meant to be a good person.  He tries to live up to her memory every day.

For the random title fic meme, from @littlestartopaz:  Sugar and spice. Miraculous! Fandom

This is obviously the fic where Alya is convinced that her best friend is cheating on her boyfriend who is…also cheating on her?  It’s all a little confusing, honestly, there are a lot of people to keep track of in this…love trapezoid, or so she tells Nino when she commandeers recruits him to help figure it out.

There are three problems with her mission to figure out what the hell is going on with Marinette and Adrien.  Little problems.  Tiny, really.  She can barely see them, they’re so small.

First of all, Marinette and Adrien are impossible to keep track of, which means she can’t even get a good picture of the guilty parties caught red-handed.  Alya can get around this, okay, she is a skilled journalist, she’ll figure it out even if she has to bug the little bastards.  (Nino thinks this is going a bit far, but she did not ask for his opinion, thank you very much.)

Second of all, neither Marinette nor Adrien will even entertain suspicion of each other, which under any other circumstances Alya would consider a good thing.  Really!  But how are they so dense, she wonders aloud on more than a few occasions to Nino.  Hell, they’re always running off without explanations, anyone would be suspicious.

Third of all, and this might be a slightly bigger problem, the other half of this set of guilty couples is pretty high profile.

But how do you just up and accuse the heroes of Paris of cheating with a couple of high school students?

words-writ-in-starlight:

“Miraculous! Adrinette where Marinette is an upperclassman. Her main interaction with Adrien is at her parent’s shop, where he always grabs something during lunch break. She’s still a hot mess around him, and he’s still a complete flirt with Ladybug. Go.”  For @littlestartopaz , on the AU meme.

C’mon now, we’ve all basically agreed that I’ve co-opted this meme as an excuse to get AU prompts and write a lot on every single one of them.  So Marinette is seventeen here and Adrien is still a lonely fifteen-year-old kid who gets devoted to anyone who seems like they care about his feelings. There’s no regard whatsoever for the canon timeline here, we’re pretending that they’re already working together by the time he starts public school.

• The first time Adrien Agreste walks into her parents’ bakery, Marinette hides behind the counter and hyperventilates for a solid minute while he looks around.  She stutters her way through taking his order, and he gives her a small smile that genuinely makes her heart stop a little.  (She’s going to feel bad about that later, once she knows how much it bothers him when people get fluttery over him, but look, just look, he’s a very handsome boy and she’s awkward, this is a matter of record, Alya has the proof.)
  
• And then he actually sits at the counter and picks through his sandwich and talks to her, and he’s nice and funny and wry, with a sweet self-deprecating smile.  Marinette can barely string a sentence together, but he doesn’t make fun of her or question her and he seems fine with pretending that she has no idea who he is.  She might die, she might have a heart attack, but what a way to go, that’s all she’s saying, under those bright green eyes.
  

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Anonymous asked: a reveal fic in which adrien and someone (literally any someone, but marinette would probably be most likely to know) would take a picture and say cheese, and plagg comes zooming out. and adriens just like. PLAGG NOOOOOO

catnoirism:

marichat-traaash:

auddy226:

pftones3482:

magical-awesome-kid:

inklizard:

i see that you said fic. i acknowledge that you said fic. but holy shit.

I AM LITERALLY DYING OMFG SOMEONE MAKE THIS CANNON ALREADY!!!!

All Alya had been doing was taking a ridiculous amount of pictures of their small groups first ever double date. That’s it. She had been doing it all day, grabbing candid shots at the water park and the coffee shop and the walk to the park. 

The moment they had found the perfect lighting, of course, Adrien had insisted he take a picture of her and Nino, since Alya had hardly gotten any, and the blogger agreed quickly, allowing Adrien to get several cutesy shots of her and Nino before demanding her phone back and situating Marinette and Adrien in the same spot. 

Nino stood behind her, his chin on her shoulder while he watched her zoom in and out meticulously, Adrien and Marinette holding their pose and their smiles for nearly a minute before Nino finally poked the girl and told her to hurry up.

“Shut up, Nino,” Alya grumbled fondly, nudging Nino in the side. “Okay you two, say cheese!”

Oh no. 

Adrien knew the moment the word spilled from her lips what was going to happen. 

Sure enough, not a half second later, just as the flash went off, Plagg’s head popped up from behind him with a look of delight etched across his face. 

“CHEESE?” he shrieked, slamming his paws down on Adrien’s shoulder and looking around frantically. “WHERE?”

Fuuuuuccckkk.

Plagg seemed to realize his mistake in a heartbeat, and his smile slowly dropped as he found Nino, Alya, and Marinette all staring at him. 

“Uhhhh…hi?” the kwami offered sheepishly. 

Adrien slapped his hand to his face hard enough for his skin to sting, and he groaned. “Plaaaaggggggg,” he whined. “Why would you do that?”

The cat threw his paws out helplessly. “There was cheese mentioned, Adrien! It’s my one weakness!”

“Adrien?” Nino managed to get out. “What the hell?”

Alya tilted her head, eyes locked on Plagg and mind working furiously. “It..kind of looks like Chat Noir,” she noted. 

Adrien was about to try and deny that when a low, shrill sound started emerging from his right. 

The trio turned to find Marinette staring at him, her eyes wide and her face sheet white. Her jaw was working as if she wanted to say something, but the only thing coming out of her mouth was that whine. 

“Marinette?” Adrien said carefully, furrowing his eyebrows. “Are you okay?”

A garbled bunch of words that Adrien hadn’t heard from her since their first date stumbled out over her lips, hands flying and fingers pointing and arms waving. 

Adrien carefully reached out, trying to ignore Plagg’s weight on his shoulder, and grasped Marinette’s hands in his own. “Marinette,” he said firmly. 

She took a deep breath and flung a hand helplessly at Plagg. “You’re Chat Noir,” she got out. 

Adrien felt the blood drain from his face and he glanced backwards at Alya and Nino, who were watching the two of them with slack jaws. “I…how…?”

Plagg shifted on his shoulder and sighed. “Sorry Adrien,” he mumbled. “Guess I kind of screwed that one up.”

“I’ll say!” Adrien snapped. 

A sharp intake of breath made him glance back again to find Nino looking somewhat hurt and Alya looking awestruck. “You really are-?”

He interrupted the reporter quickly, clasping his hands in front of him desperately. “Yes, okay, but Alya you can’t tell anyone. You guys could get hurt if you do.”

Alya bit her lip in indecision, but Nino’s gentle hand on her shoulder made the girl nod, and Adrien breathed a sigh of relief before turning back to Marinette. “Mari,” he whispered, reaching a hand out. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but-”

A sharp laugh spilled from Marinette’s lips and she started cackling like mad, leaning over and clutching her stomach to keep from dropping to the ground. Adrien just stared at her in disbelief, a confused expression on his face. 

“Well,” Plagg murmured. “You broke her.”

Marinette struggled to get her breath back, waving a hand in the air and moving her other hand to her purse. “No…no it’s…pfffttt….this is….so stupid…”

Adrien frowned and twisted his hands together. “Stupid?” he repeated softly. 

Marinette shook her head quickly and in one swift move had unclasped her purse, digging inside and yanking Tikki out. “Stupid,” she managed to laugh before finally hitting the sidewalk and snickering, leaving Tikki floating in the air in complete bewilderment. 

“Tikki!” Plagg squealed, darting for the kwami and tackling her in a hug. 

“Tikki?” Nino asked in confusion. 

“Marinette!?” Alya yelped, throwing her arms out. 

Adrien’s breath had pretty much escaped from his lungs as he stared down at Marinette, who had finally pulled herself together and was now watching him with a twinkle in her eyes. 

“My Lady.”

AHHHGLFKCKFOFISKCHJJDHGGGGGFDFFZSXBHBVBBBHHHHHHHHH!

‘Hello darkness’

OH MAN

oh my quantic gods

an-android-in-a-tutu:

For some reason I am really attached to the idea of Adrien making bad first impressions on people because of the association with Chloe? And then blowing them out of the water just by being his cinnamon roll self. So this idea jumped out at me as inspired by the scene in Origins where Adrien literally flings himself off his climbing wall like an idiot who has definitely done that before and will do it again.

Like imagine early on, maybe the second day of school before everyone has figured out what a sweetheart he is, they have gym class, and no one knew they had to explain to Adrien about wearing gym clothes so he’s wearing jeans and impractical footwear. And of course, he appologizes profusely to the teacher, saying he didn’t know there was gym today and didn’t bring anything to change into, completely unaware that Chloe uses this excuse all the time. So the class is collectively rolling their eyes, and the gym teacher is aggravated, because the last thing he needs is another rich brat thinking the rules don’t apply to them, so he decides to make an example.

He says today’s lesson is very important and so he’ll have to make due barefoot, and that he can even come up first and help show the rest of the class what they’re doing today. And Nino and Marinette, plus some of the more kindhearted students are all wincing on his behalf, while everyone else feels pretty vindictive about getting to watch Chloe’s friend embarrass himself.

Of course Adrien is an oblivious sweetheart and is just completely thrilled that not only does he not have to sit out his first ever gym class for being unprepared, he gets to go first! And so of course he beams and agrees enthusiastically, to which most people present become suspicious over what he has planned, while Nino and Marinette bemoan that their new friend is too good for this world.

As luck, and Narrative convenience, would have it, the first activity for that day is the Climbing Wall. (Their school is fucking fancy they would definitely have one) Everyone fears and loathes the Climbing Wall, because it’s difficult and terrifying, and there are no harnesses, just thick mats to break your fall. No one’s ever actually been injured on it, but there are plenty enough urban legends going around the school to convince the general student body that it’s a deathtrap.

There are collective looks of sympathy, because not even one of Chloe’s lackeys deserves the Climbing Wall (so dreaded that its name is always capitalized) on their first day in gym.

Adrien is understandably completely thrilled because he has one just like it at home and he is gonna rock this. Pun definitely intended.

The gym teacher explains the rules (start behind the red line, run when the whistle blows, go as fast as you can, timer stops after you’ve hit the roof and made it back down to the ground) Adrien is practically vibrating with excitement, Marinette thinks she’s about to die of second hand embarrassment, Nino is biting his nails, Chloe is trying to hide a smirk and no one knows why (she’s been to Adrien’s house, after all), and everyone else is sitting back, ready to watch Adrien fall all over himself.

The gym teacher blows his whistle and Adrien is off like a fucking shot, sprinting to the wall and then making his way up it just as quickly. His class is half certain that he is somehow part monkey, and Marinette and Nino have just enough time to share a relieved look before he taps the ceiling and then launches himself into open air.

Several people shriek in horror, but Adrien rolls expertly when he hits the mats, and comes up grinning, only a little out of breath, and asks what his time was.

There is a moment of silence before the gym teacher let’s out a terrified and furious screech of “AGRESTE!”

Adrien turns red with shame and guilt, and because he is a cinnamon roll to his core, completely misinterprets what he did wrong.

“Sorry! Is that not allowed? I should have thought- sorry.” He rubs the back of his head sheepishly “I can go back up and climb down again properly, if you want sorry.”

At this point he is under the inspection of the baffled stares of everyone in the room and the gym teacher is put in the position to explain that no, the problem wasn’t that that was cheating, it’s that you flung yourself into the air with no regard for life and limb and gave everyone a collective heart attack, and you are never going up on that thing again for all our sakes.

Which prompts Adrien to be like “Oh! But there were mats, I thought that’s what they were there for, plus they’re a much better target than my couch back home and I’ve only missed that twice.”

“You’ve done this before? With a couch? WHY?”

“Because the floor was lava. Uh, Sir.”

And that is how the entire class found out that Adrien Agreste is a precious sunbeam with no regard for his own safety who must be protected at all costs.

(via cthulhu-with-a-fez)