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My cat puns are as pawsome as this blog. Indie rp blog for female!Chat Noir/Adrien Agreste. tracking: chatmeowr

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"Bruises?"

Clear to See; Injuries Abound

“Well… at least it’s nothing really that bad… I can probably say something to explain it…”

Marion murmured aloud as he glanced over himself and touched a faintly painful bruise here and there while cataloging the various scratches and scrapes he’d gotten for the brief duration of taking on an akama without help for a few minutes. 

He’s fairly glad and maybe a little bit proud he held off the Akama as well as he did till Chat showed up and distracted them while he did his job. 

But, well… they had gotten in a few good hits before she did… so, unfortunately Marion had ended up with some small injuries even beneath the suit.

They may be fairly sturdy and whatnot but his armor is a little bit thinner than his Partner’s and thus not quite as decent at taking direct hits.

“Haaah, at least most of these can be hidden under clothes… Rig-”

He’d looked around to see where Tikki might have been but was struck with the oddness that it was her… well… absence. They had been alone and she had been flitting around him while he’d taken off his shirt and begun to catalog his injuries but..

Shit.

He hadn’t noticed her dart into hiding…

Fuck.

Pausing mid-sentence his gaze whipped towards the nearby open space only to widen at the sight that greeted him- the sight of someone very familiar… standing right there.

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Her delay had not only costed countless of property damage, but also her partner earning a horrible set of bruises. Sure, the destruction was an easy fix with Ladybug’s lucky charm–– but the latter was not as fortunate.

And she was absolutely distraught with herself. If she had only been there sooner.

And to top it all he had darted off before she could find some way to aid him. 

Now Chat hadn’t been following him–– she wouldn’t. She respected his strong wish for privacy, no matter how curious she were. But he had dashed off in the same direction of Adrienne’s home, and she was certan Ladybug was long gone by the time she spent to trail after anyway. 

She hadn’t planned to look down either, spotting a familiar boy amidst the streets. She tensed a little. What was he doing here? The akuma had been cleansed only minutes before, most people were still in hiding and unaware of the changes. 

“Prince!” She dropped down to his level and flashed a grin to her classmate, which was short lived as she took in the sight before her.  

Chat stopped in her tracks and swallowed. 

                     “How… 

                               did you get

                                                  that?”

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Even as he was speaking, Marion could see the confusion in Adrienne’s features yet he couldn’t seem to stop the figurative word vomit till he’d taken that moment to think.

Hearing her mention a test though, a faint flash of panic crossed his face before he let off a bit of nervous laughter and rubbed a hand at his neck. “Y-yeah, s… something like that? I– u-uh… guess.” 

Oh dear lord, he hoped they didn’t. If they did, he was definitely screwed.

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A small hesitant nod followed.She supposed somehow she really had terrified her classmate, somewhere in the past that she couldn’t quite pinpoint the exact time and date, let alone why she had made such a reputation for herself in the first place.

An idea struck her as she took her seat in front of the boy.

Could she?

No, she couldn’t––

But did she want to? Kind of. 

There was no stopping Marion from telling Chat Noir the answer to her question, was it now? And the cat visited quite often, it wouldn’t be considered suspicious. 

But that was betrayal of privacy–– and not right at all!  Her thoughts echoed through her head, followed by excuses to justify it. All she really wanted to know was if there was something she needed to apologize for.

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Taking a breath, Marion cleared his throat a little and worked to calm himself and quiet the stammering a little. He felt bad that he always turned into a mess around the blond and just… confused her so badly but… he couldn’t help it sometimes.

Though, at least once he calms a significant amount he’s somewhat able to become more easily understood. “Y..yeah. I mean we… we probably have a test later right? Gotta… gotta be ready for it, yeah?” Another breath and he met Adrienne’s eyes with a little bit of a shy smile of his own. 

Though he was still nervous, as always ever, around the slightly taller teen… he’d put a cap on it enough to have a mostly decent conversation. At least he hoped to.

“But… yeah, beat is right. I guess uh… I was k-kinda frustrated too? For a bit, I just… er… had a–”

He paused, trying to think of a good word to describe the Akama without letting on he was talking about one.

“– Challenging…? and um… long… difficult… problem? T-to… er… solve… last night. Kept me up longer than I wanted to. While… studying– like… um… you? Were– eh heh heh.”

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Every word was but a blur, no matter how hard she tried to decipher that, there was little hope. Was he speaking a human language? Some sort of slang Adrienne was unfamiliar with?

Her expression was the very definition of a question mark as he carried on, only fading into her usual smile when his speech cut short.

❝Uh yeah. The test!❞ What test? They had none that the model was informed of.

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Marion was still fuming to himself over the whole late night Akama thing but when Adrienne appeared and greeted him so casually the male was startled from his annoyed stupor and half jumped before giving her a hesitant and faintly embarrassed smile. 

Internally he’s trying not to mentally freak out while outwardly he hoped he appeared mostly calm, if not a little shy like usual. “H-hi, Adrienne! Um- Today doing how are you– I-I mean, How are you doing today…?” 

A mental groan at himself at how out of order he’d said those at first before he shook himself a little and took a breath before speaking once more as he took in her expression. “L-long night? You look a little tired–”

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Her face was a look of confusion as the boy rambled on in short incoherent sentences she desperately tried to make out. Mission failed miserably. Great going, Adrienne. Why did she have to terrify him so? The model groaned mentally at herself. 

She gave him a sweet, almost shy, smile, and hoped she appeared as harmless and honest as she meant to be.

❝Just, uh, you know... studying.❞ She scratched the back of her head. ❝And you? I mean, you look pretty beat too.❞

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@chatmeowr​ liked for a Reflekta starter

“Here kitty, kitty…

                            “It’s time to come out and ｐｌａｙ !”

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Where was ladybug, you ask? Chat Noir had not the slightest clue. All she knew was Reflekta was at it again and if she didn’t do anything sooner shit was going to blow up, one way or another.

Hidden behind a crate did very little to ensure her safety, so without much else thought she stepped forward, staff in hand and posture ready for a fight.

                  ❝Tempting, but afraid I’ll have to decline.❞

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Originally just for an icon, but I ended up colouring it. ♡

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Ugg.

Marion groaned and sprawled over his seat, cranky beyond belief and cursing the person who’d set off the Akama from last night as it had taken forever to capture and cleanse and the raven was regretting not skipping school this morning.

Honestly, his mood was ultimately sour and seeing as his friend wasn’t around yet… the budding designer was left to his own devices without positive distraction to blunt his growing annoyance at anything and everything.

Something to lighten up the morning would undoubtedly be amazing yet he had a high theory that the day would likely just get worse instead.

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Adrienne was absolutely exhausted; yesterday had been, for lack of a better word, nasty. Sure spending so much time with her “lady” was never unwelcomed, but having heartattacks left and right whether she herself was going to actually make it, and better yet if he was going to make it, wasn’t very pleasant! 

She could hear the muffled sound of Plagg moaning from her bag, which she immediately responded to by shoving the complaining kwami even further down as a sign to shut the hell up.

But all storms ended with the inevitable sun, and supposedly this boy was hers: as she advanced through the halls of the school and peeked her head in to face the classmate she was growing so fond. Now if she could just not scare him as she approached...

❝Hey, Marion.❞

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From X

“You’re ridiculous, y’know.”

He stated once he’d been petting her for a few minutes, letting his fingers still as he shook his head. Fond exasperation seems to be the mood he takes with Chat more often than not lately. 

At least while he’s himself and not Ladybug, anyway.

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❝Mm... Either way, worth it.❞

There was no lack of arrogance in her, no such thing as modesty. Especially so when he retracted his hand, leaving her with a disgruntled whine and a twitch of her ears to boot. 

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🐱 — aka, gives Marion herself. ;>

Gifted with Ribbons

One long stare. 

He then snorts softly and shakes his head with a light roll of his eyes, gently flicking at the bell under her chin before raising his hand to lightly rub the top of her head and between her cat ears.

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The cat like heroine purred in content from his ministrations. She was nothing but pleased at the outcome and not one regret circled her mind from her little stunt.

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“I’m the farthest thing from charming that anyone can ever imagine, Chat.” 

Marion didn’t really believe it. He can hold his own sometimes, sure. But honestly he’s so clumsy too. Not to mention his utterly terrible luck before he even met Tikki. 

Though… Chat wouldn’t know about that, it’s still something he personally counted.

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She didn’t react to the harshness of his tone and only carried on. ❝I beg to differ.❞ Perhaps charming was indeed not the right word, 

Maybe cute, was more fitting.

Chat knew far more about him than she led on, of course. As Adrienne she viewed a different side of him entirely, and it wasn’t a stretch to say she was happy to steal glances his way on more than one occasion. In fact, if it wasn’t for Ladybug, she might just be crawling back to his balcony for other reasons.

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“I just think about people more than what they might represent or symbolize.”

Marion leaned back in his chair again as he watched her bow in that playful manner of hers before musing on asking her why she calls him Prince. He’s just a designer and a son of a pair of kindly bakers, nothing like royalty or someone with a wealthy status.

Sure, his parents weren’t poor… but it’s not like they were totally taken care of either. The bakery provides solutions to any expenses but… they aren’t… wealthy. He considered waiting to ask her while they’re out and about at some point in the future but chances are the subject may never come up so…

“Hey, I was wondering… what makes you call me a Prince?”

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Huh. Now it was the heroine’s turn to be taken aback. Why she referred to him a prince? There was no heavy science behind it, really. The first time they had met, he had been a damsel in distress for her to save, and as such it had just been the first thought in her mind. A prince for her to protect. 

But to admit that might come off as insulting. She knew Marion was far more capable for a civilian than she initially had thought.

❝Since you’re so charming, of course.❞  

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Marion paused, blinked, and coughed before his cheeks filled with a mild flush over how heated he’d gotten in his defense of the model. He then cleared his throat and scratched his cheek too.

“Sorry for going off on you like that. I just… I hate it when people misjudge and reach the wrong opinions about that kind of thing. She’s a model and comes from wealth, yeah. But that doesn’t mean she’s a bad person or stuck up like someone else I know in my class. It’s the same when people think badly about you.” 

He sighed softly, running a hand through his hair and not knowing why he’s admitting this to Chat herself but he can’t stop himself once he’s gotten started. 

“Just because you’re like a black cat doesn’t mean you’re bad, nor does it make you a simple sidekick either. You’re Ladybug’s partner and more people need to see that too. So it’s the same idea. … Sort of.”

That was true——Chat was no stranger to the rumors that circled about her, that she was less than competent at the side of Ladybug, and her role as a superhero was very little of help on more than one occassion.

 but as long as she could be of use to Paris’ favourite protector, she didn’t mind. “I’m glad you think so highly of me, my prince.” The playful demeanor was back as she turned to bow once more. 

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The effect of her simple joking comment was immediate.

“What? No! Chat I’m surprised at you! I would have thought- No!”

Marion quickly shifted from the mess he’d been moments before and was now filled with a determination and intent to make it clear that Adrienne was nothing like Chat just implied.

“No, she’s… she’s not that kind of person, Chat! I would never… Adrienne is the farthest thing from stuck up! She’s… I-I know I can be kind of a mess… b-but that’s just because- I just… nevermind! It’s not important but! What is important is that… is that she’s a genuinely good person and… she deserves to be credited as so.”

Honestly, it’s the same kind of pointed belief and utmost certainty and protective defensiveness towards the accused party he’d take up if anyone tried criticizing Chat too. Both of them were misunderstood a lot and made out to be something they are not through personal opinions… and Marion never liked that.

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She didn’t think it was possible for him to take her breath away twice in one evening, but here he was making it clear she was nothing but in a positive light in his eyes, even how far she went to think she wasn’t. 

She scrampled to figure out what to say to that. Then why do you act as if it’s a physical strain to talk to me, she wanted to declare, but that would be too much, and certainly suspicious.

So she shrugged, trying to keep it clear it didn’t affect her as much as it truly did. “Just curious.” Was her excuse. It wasn’t quite a lie.

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would you be a nice bud and reblog this if you rp Miraculous Ladybug? Thank you! ♥

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Marion froze at the name, gaze widening as he cast a quick glance at his walls and hoped that Chat couldn’t see them from where she was currently settled. 

“Uh, um… A-adrienne? Adrienne A-Agreste?? I… what… what makes you ask about her?”

Oh how he hated how his voice rose and cracked just slightly, but plenty enough to possibly be suspicious before he cleared his throat and rubbed a hand along his neck as he quickly adverted his gaze.

“I-I mean… you… uh… you want to know what… I um.. think of her? Well uh…”

Being a stammering mess wasn’t helping, shut up Marion. Calm down. This is Chat. Whose just… curious.

“I… I mean.”

He took a breath, trying to settle his surprise so he can answer calmly and normally.

“I mean, she…I think she’s great? I… she’s nice, and um… she might be quiet but she… er… I… admire…? her? A little. Uh… Just… she’s a really nice and kind person…?” The darker haired teen finished, trailing off at the end but hoping he could be… understood.

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Chat Noir was prepared for many things, but the reaction that she got was not one of them. 

The stammering, the tripping over each and every word and suddenly Marion was back to the boy she only recognized in school. Why could she not put a finger on why that was.

She eyed him, but didn’t speak. Was she intimidating? Did the model status give him a bad impression, one that made her out of reach? She dearly hoped not, that was not what she desired to be. Her expression was a perfect example of a question mark as he rambled on, with incoherent sentences that she had to strain her ears to make out. 

❝All stuck up celebrity, huh?❞ She tried to joke through his rant. 

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Some background practice! The perspective isn’t great but I was more focused on the coloring this time. I’m actually quite happy with the results.

They’re having a casual weekend date playing video games! :) Bonus doodles under cut

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Marion had to muffle the snort of laughter he got at the sight of her flourish-y bow before he blinked with a mildly curious look at her stating that she has a question.

“Hmm? What is it?”

It looked like she was fairly curious of something, whatever it was that she wanted to ask him.

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Her expression turned serious. As serious as Chat Noir could be, that is. ( Which supposedly couldn’t be considered as such, but hey, she was trying.)

Curiosity though, that was evident. ❝What do you think about Adrienne Agreste?❞ Her words didn’t fall out as easy as it should, as it normally did. Perhaps it was because she was asking someone about herself without their knowledge that the very person was right there. Or simply that she was anxious what the person would respond.