losing my mind over these stupid kids

love square trash || old enough to know better || sucker for identity reveals and pining || jennagrins on ao3 || one of 2grinninggirls as my main tumblr

[jennagrinsoverml]

Jenna’s Stuff

Read my fic on AO3

Fanfiction Highlights

One-shots:

Irresistible (4.8k, T, PRPR, pining, flirting, sexual tension, making out)

La Soeur de Mon Coeur (3.8k, T, adrienette, humour)

Lucky I'm in Love with My Best Friend (3.2k, G, adrienette/ladynoir, pining, identity reveal, glaciator 2 spoilers)

On Bended Knee (2.6k, T, adrienette, marriage proposal, identity reveal, angst with a happy ending)

She's (Not) Just a Friend (1.3k, G, PRPR, pining, love confession) Now with this cute art by @saytr!

You Can Run From Love (3.5k, M, PRPR, friends with benefits, Chat Blanc fallout, angst with a happy ending, aged up, mild sexual content)

Multichapters/Series:

A Father’s Love (4k, 4/?, T, WIP, good dad Gabriel AU)

The Closest Thing to Love (60k, 8/8 chapters, T, PRPR, fake relationship, aged up) Now with gorgeous art commissioned from @yunyin and this sweet art from @thelibraryloser!

Love is Blind: France series:

Love is Blind (26.7k, 7/7 chapters, T, love square, reality TV AU, aged up, identity reveal) Written for the @mlbigbang with this beautiful art by @ayoitsabi, and these sweet "doodles" (spoilers for chapter 6) and this gorgeous art (spoilers for the last chapter) by @tvailu. Also this great art from @toughtinkart!

Learning to See (26k, 5/?, WIP, T, post-reveal adrienette with prpr vibes, reality TV AU, aged up, developing relationship, insecurity, sexual tension) Sweet art by @toughtinkart!

Love Without Series:  

Love Without Weakness (3.6k, M, ladynoir, UST, angst) Gorgeous art by @emi-fanarts

Love Without Lies (9.1k, 2/2 chapters, M, ladynoir, identity reveal, UST, sexual content)

Love Without Limits (6.4k, E, post-reveal adrienette, explicit sexual content)

You Know Where My Heart Is (16.2k, 12/12 chapters, T, marichat, half reveal, identity reveal) Now with sweet art commissioned from @sweetjupiterr!

Note: I do not accept requests to add my fic to collections on AO3. (Here’s my post about it. Also not mine, but here’s a good post about why not.)

Rec Lists

Ladynoir (hidden gems)

Ladynoir 2

Ladynoir 3

Adrienette (hidden gems)

Ladrien (hidden gems)

Marichat (hidden gems)

Marichat 2 (hidden gems)

Love Square/Hectagon/Octagon (hidden gems)

Reverse Love Square

Identity Reveals (hidden gems)

AUs (hidden gems)

Episode-based (hidden gems)

Angst (hidden gems)

Fluff (hidden gems)

Enemies to Lovers

Buff Marinette

Oblivious Adrien

SADrien

SADinette

Bed Sharing

Group Chat/Social Media

Public Identity Reveals

Alpha/beta/omega dynamics

Flirty Ladybug/Marinette

Funny Ladrien

Post-Chat Blanc Fallout

Pre-reveal Married Lovesquare

Chloe redemption

NY Special Adrienette

Season 4 Angst

Season 4

Kwami Swap

Secret/Fake relationship Ladrien

Shy/Flustered Adrien

Established Adrienette

Marinette tells Chat the boy is Adrien

Marinette confesses to Adrien pre-reveal

Newer Soulmate Fics

Featuring Kim

Ladrien Fake Masks

Identity Shenanigans

Post-reveal pre-relationship

Rewrites

Glaciator 2/Buttercup

Adrien Never Went to Public School AUs

Reconnection Fics

Establised Ladynoir

Established Adrienette with Identity Reveal

E-rated Fics (with bonus rant in favour of smut lol)

Must Reads

Chat Blanc Episode Fics

Funny Ladrien

Long Fics 1

Long Fics 2

Christmas Fics

Cat Walker

Platonic Adrino

Time Travel

I’ve also added onto other people’s rec lists a few times. Check out my #jennarecsml tag for more!

Read about my process here

Note: I do accept requests for rec lists but I get A LOT of these, so it may take me a while to get to your request. If you’re asking for something I’ve already recced above (or something really similar), I’ll probably just link you to the previous list. Also, if what you’re looking for isn’t to my tastes, I’ll probably just ask my followers to offer suggestions.

Spoiler Policy

This blog is NOT spoiler free. I am no longer tagging season 4 spoilers.

I will tag season 5 stuff as #ml season 5 with spoilery stuff being tagged #ml spoilers and the episode name, if applicable. I also sometimes use #ml leaks for when something big drops early.

I try to ensure that everything is tagged until after the episode is out in English. If I miss something, please let me know.

So those are the tags to block if you don’t want to see spoilers!

[asti-doodles]

Merry Christmas sheriff_crab!!!!! I'm your Ashville Secret Santa and I present you this, Ladrien smoochies~

I wish you the happiest of holidays!!!

[kasienda]

yin and yang for the ask game!

A few comments on the last update said they could already swap back, and I'm like, umm... we haven't even explore the Ladynoir dynamic yet. ...

Context: Marinette as Chat Noir just sacrificed herself in battle for Ladybug.

Chat Noir felt the ladybugs buzzing across her skin as she came back to herself. She looked herself up and down - it looked like everything was in place.

It was almost surreal.  

She grunted when Ladybug tackled her in a hug. 

“Don’t ever do that again!” he cried. 

She pulled away. “Are you serious right now?” 

“Yes! I can’t! I don’t know what I’m doing! I need you! You’re…” 

“More important?” she filled in. 

“Yes!” he snapped. 

“Because?” she prompted when he didn’t elaborate. 

“Because you’re…” he trailed off, his eyes suddenly wide. 

“Because I’m Ladybug?” she filled in. 

He dropped his head. 

“Because I’m not Ladybug right now,” she whispered gently. She of course knew exactly what he was feeling right now. 

“You’re more important to me,” he whispered, still not meeting her eyes.

[taulun]

will we ever get a Ladrien umbrella scene? 

[anna-antoshchenkova]

Them

[flightfoot]

ML Fanfic Recs for 2023: 10K - 20K Words

So I’ve been going through and adding particularly good fics I’ve read throughout the year. Only Complete fics, of course. Enjoy!

Chat Noir and Marinette decide to fake date in order to get Buttercup jealous enough to confess. Why won’t that boy make a move on such a wonderful girl as Marinette? And why is he beginning to hope that Buttercup stays blind?

Adrien wakes up in Nino’s arms. Neither of them have any explanation for this, considering they were nowhere near each other the night before. 

Marinette and Zoe uncover a ring stashed away in a closet. Why does it have an unusual effect on Chloe?

Felix isn’t careful enough when he goes snooping around the Agreste Mansion. Gabriel decides that he can’t let him roam free.

Kim bets Alix that she won’t be able to attend all of her friends’ weddings in a row. She has never been one to turn down a challenge.

All this and more below the break!

Keep reading

[artistically-inclined-ghost]

Little sample of Learning to see by @jennagrinsoverml because I love it too much. Read it! It’s great!!

[jennagrinsoverml]

I'm literally crying at my desk at work right now this is so beautiful!!!!

Thank you Thank You THANK YOU!!!!!

Seriously crying

[sweet-childhood-dreams]

Winter gals!

[kindaorangey]

miraculous ladybug is a hotbed of whiplash between extremely hard-hitting show-don't-tell writing and expositing-the-point-directly-into-the-camera writing. like the show is constructed so the basic plot can be understood by 6 year olds but then you'll randomly have a scene during a timeskip that shows adrien's room in a depression-induced mess after he quits modelling and it will never be addressed as such but it will neatly convey the disruption to his mental state that a lack of routine causes him. and u just have to deal with both of those things side by side constantly😭

[rwsdarw]

got sick recently so here sillies

[parttimepixie-archive]

warm-up doodle 🤍

[fruityindividual-deactivated202]

"oh. oh." was huge for the english language

[zodoods]

sabotage chapter 1 part 1 (tell me your thoughts!

masterlist | next

transcript under the cut for clarity

Ladybug and Chat Noir: Pound it!

LB: 10 minutes. I think thats a new record!

CN: All thanks to the AMAZING ladybug.

LB: I couldn't do it without my partner, though!

CN: Speaking of partners...do you remember how you told your best friend that you're ladybug?

LB: You know at first I said it was really risky but it's really helped me out. You can tell someone too, remember? I assumed you already did.

CN: I never did, actually. I always thought the person I fell in love with would know. BUT my civilian identity is hard to date. So I haven't really met anyone who's fully stuck--which is why I had a BRILLIANT idea. I'll date people as my HERO persona.

LB: Wait, wait, wait. What do you mean your civilian identity is "hard to date"? Aren't you a total casanova?

CN: I think you mean...cat-sanova. Heh.

LB: oh my god.

CN: I guess you could say I'm sooort of in the public eye?

LB: Like...famous?

CN: Well...

LB: Chat. On a scale of one to ten, 1 being some averaje joe and ten being darling of Paris, Adrien Agreste.

CN: [nervously] Uh...seven?

LB: Oh, so pretty famous, huh. Well, I trust you, minou. Just don;t do anything stupid and make me look bad. Anyways, it's kind of a good idea.

CN: Really?

LB: Yeah.

Later, at home.

Marinette: Alya. Chat just had the WORST idea I've ever heard. And GUESS WHAT--

OKAY BYE HOPE U ENJOYED :D

[cherrybombbnya]

I was very tired, but it was worth it. The cat Noir turned out to be very sad, someone take him home ((

[anna-scribbles]

and what if he was happy!!!

[carpisuns-archive]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary: “Marinette. My bestie. My platonic soulmate. You are a kleptomaniac.”

In which Marinette is forced to confront her habit of thievery

Word count: 2k

Rating: G

A/N: Written for the pre-reveal, pre-relationship section of the @adrinettezine!

Marinette, Kleptomaniac

“Girl. You can’t be serious.”

“What?” Marinette asked defensively. She attempted to shield the open trunk from view, but this appeared to have no effect on Alya.

“All this junk is stuff you’ve taken from Adrien?”

“It’s not junk!” Marinette said. “They’re my treasures. My Adrien treasures.”

“Right. Your stolen treasures.”

Alya was giving her the “Bestie, this is simply not it” look—pursed lips, arched brows, arms folded in a very judgmental way that Marinette did not like.

“I didn’t— they’re not stolen,” she said. “They were gifts. Like… this! He gave it to me on the first day we met.”

Marinette pulled the black umbrella from the depths of the trunk. She ran a finger over the curved handle, remembering how Adrien’s hand had brushed hers, and couldn’t stop a dreamy little sigh from escaping her lips.

“Uh-huh. And what about this?” Alya wrinkled her nose as she held up a sock, pinching the cuff between her fingers. “You’re telling me Adrien gave you this as a gift?”

Marinette looked down, blushing. “Some of the gifts were… unintentional.”

“Where did you even get this? Did you sneak into his house and raid his laundry basket?”

“Of course not.” Marinette snatched the sock away. “It just fell out of his locker after fencing class one day. And I just, you know, happened to be passing by. And I figured— ”

“— ‘hey, Adrien probably left this stinky sock just for me! Because he saw me creeping around his locker and he was like, “Aw, there goes my Very Good Friend Marinette. I know how much she loves sweaty socks and other soiled clothing items. Maybe next time I’ll leave her my dirty underwear.”’”

Marinette’s face burned. “Alya!” she hissed. “You can’t talk about people’s… you-know-what.”

“Why? Because now you’re thinking of his cute little tushie?” Alya grinned. “Wonder if he’s a boxers guy or a briefs guy. Maybe you should ask him. When you return his stinky sock.”

Marinette opened her mouth, but she really couldn’t form a coherent thought once Adrien’s butt had entered the equation. She stared down at the sock instead.

“It’s not stinky,” she said finally. “I washed it.”

(At first she had decided that she wasn’t going to wash it, because how could she eliminate Adrien’s natural scent, which came from his own perfect skin? But it turned out that even Adrien’s perfect skin had working sweat glands, and soon she had no choice but to put the sock in the wash and douse the remaining contents of the treasure trunk in his new fragrance, Pure.)

“Oh my gosh. Is this… ?” Alya turned over a small box in her hands. “The constipation meds? Really? I thought you were going to burn them after how embarrassed you were about the whole thing.”

“Yeah, but— he got them for me!” Marinette said. “That’s kind of like a gift, right?”

“You have a very strange concept of gift giving.”

“Whatever.”

“What else do you have in here?” Alya started pulling item after item from the trunk—the jacket Adrien had left at her house after a group study session, the crumpled love note he had thrown in the trash on Valentine’s Day, a manga box set he had lent her after her enthusiastic response to his summary of Fruits Basket.

Alya inspected a small drawstring pouch. “What— ”

“No!” Marinette lunged for the pouch, but Alya had already opened it and peered inside.

“Marinette,” she said, “is this hair? Like, actual human hair?”

“It’s not real! I mean, it is real, but— ”

“What did you do? Just pluck it right off his head?”

Marinette bit her lip.

“Oh my gosh, you just plucked it right off his head.”

Marinette let out a huff. “Well, in my defense, I thought he was a wax statue at the time.”

Alya closed her eyes and let out a sigh, the way Papa did when she dropped a plate of pastries for the third time in one day. Marinette squirmed.

“Marinette. My bestie. My platonic soulmate. You are a kleptomaniac.”

“I am not!”

“Girl, listen to me.” Alya put her hands on Marinette’s shoulders. “You know I love you, right?”

Her lips slid into a pout. “Right.”

“You know that I think you are good and wonderful and smart and hot and totally worthy of any person you want to date, right?”

“Right.”

“And you know that I am the number one Adrinette shipper, right?”

“Right.”

Alya straightened. “Well, I regret to inform you that this is officially an intervention. No more stealing from Adrien Agreste.”

“But— ”

Alya held up a hand. “Nope. Everything in this treasure box has to be something Adrien actually gave you. On purpose. We’re gonna go through it right now, and anything that you shouldn’t have, you’re going to give back. You’re supposed to be stealing his heart, not his stuff. Okay?”

Marinette’s shoulders slumped. “Okay.”

It took them nearly an hour to go through the box (mostly because Alya insisted on hearing the backstory of every item). Finally, the trunk was empty, and the items were sorted into two piles—a “keep” pile and a “give back to Adrien” pile.

The “keep” pile was relatively small—the umbrella, her lucky charm, the empty constipation pill box, and various wrappers and scraps of paper that Alya deemed unworthy of returning, because “this is literally a piece of trash, Marinette.”

But the “back to Adrien” pile—well, that one was much bigger.

“I can’t give all this back!” Marinette wailed, draping herself dramatically over the edge of the chaise.

“We talked about this,” Alya said. “It’s not right for you to keep what was never given to you.”

“No, I mean, how am I supposed to give all of this back to him? It’s so much.” She tugged at her pigtails. “He’s gonna think I’m some sort of freak, or creep, or— ”

“— kleptomaniac?”

Marinette groaned, burying her face in her hands.

“Relax.” Alya slung an arm around her shoulder. “We’ll come up with a plan for you to return them one by one. We’ll keep it casual. He’ll never know about the junk hoard.”

Marinette shot her a glare.

“Treasure box,” Alya corrected. “Okay, so which of these items was stol— acquired most recently?”

Marinette looked over the pile. “Um, the pen.”

“Right. That’s the one he dropped in Mendeleiev’s class yesterday and it conveniently rolled directly under your chair.”

“It did!”

“Okay, okay.” Alya picked up the pen and handed it to Marinette. “Tomorrow morning, you walk up to him and say, ‘Hey, Adrien, is this yours? I think you dropped it.’ Say it with me.”

“Hey, Adrien, is this yours? I think you dropped it.”

“Good.” Alya grinned. “Let Operation Kleptomaniac commence.”

Marinette crouched behind the stairs with Alya, watching Adrien and Nino across the courtyard.

“Girl, get that out of your mouth,” Alya said. “It’s not even yours.”

Marinette jolted, slipping the pen out from between her teeth. She inspected the cap. There were a few telltale scratches and dents in it, but maybe that was because Adrien had the same bad pen-chewing habit that she did.

A blush crept over her face. If Adrien had chewed on this pen too, then her lips had touched the same spot as his. An indirect kiss, just like the one she had not-exactly-shared with him a few weeks ago at the movies when he accidentally took a sip of her drink. Alya had almost thrown away that straw, but after an impassioned speech from Marinette about the preservation of cherished memories (and the trace amounts of Adrien’s cellular tissue that come with them), Alya had sighed and agreed that she could keep it.

“What are we still waiting for? It’s time.” Alya yanked Marinette out from behind the stairs and dragged her toward Adrien and Nino. Marinette tried to tug away, but she tripped and tumbled forward.

She braced for impact, but it never came. Instead, she was met with something warm and soft that smelled just like her treasure box—clean linen and citrus.

“Whoa,” Adrien said. “You okay, Marinette?”

Her eyes snapped open, and she jumped out of his arms. “Yar! I mean, yeah! I’m— it’s— it’s all grood. Good.” A too-wide grin stretched across her face, her neck growing hot under her collar.

Adrien smiled. She fixed her gaze on his nose to avoid his unfairly beautiful eyes. Unfortunately, his nose was just as beautiful, and it was even closer to his lips, which made her heart hammer like that weird construction-themed akuma from last week (Bob le Builder, a name which she found both tacky and lazy, but which Chat Noir loved, of course).

“Um,” she said intelligently. What was she supposed to tell him again? Her mind had melted into goo. It was probably spilling out of her ears at this point. Oh no—what if Adrien saw her disgusting brain goo??

Alya was miming something behind Adrien’s back. Paper? Writing?

Oh. Right.

Marinette lifted the pen and let the well-rehearsed words spill out. “Adrien, is this yours? I think I’m in love with you.”

She froze. Adrien’s eyebrows shot up, perfect lips forming a tiny o of surprise. Behind him, Alya slapped her hand to her forehead.

“It!” Marinette blurted, much too loudly. “The pen. That’s what I’m in love with. It’s like a pencil, but more darker and, um, smeary-er. I mean, it has such a great… writing— smooth— ink… ness. W-where did you get it?”

Adrien blinked. Then a laugh bubbled out of him.

“It’s just a pen, Marinette. If you like it that much, you can keep it.”

“R-really?”

“Of course! I’ve got a bunch more.” He smiled warmly, sending a golden shimmer all the way down to her toes.

“Well, how about a trade? You can have one of mine!” She shrugged off her backpack and pulled out her pack of pink gel pens. “Um, unless you don’t like pink?”

“How could I not like pink? It’s your signature color.” He grinned, taking one of the pens. “Thanks! And, by the way, you might want to disinfect that other pen. I have kind of a bad habit of chewing on the cap. Sorry. Would you rather have a new one? I’d be happy to—”

“No!” she said quickly. “No, that’s fine. Thanks.”

“Okay, then. See you in class!” Adrien waved, and then she watched him walk away with Nino, slipping the gel pen in his pocket.

“Well, that was… interesting,” Alya said. “But I guess it was technically a success. Nice work, klepto.”

Marinette smiled down at the pen in her hand.

Maybe Operation Kleptomaniac wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Adrien sat in his desk chair, rolling the pink gel pen between his fingers.

“Man, that Pigtails is so weird,” Plagg commented through a mouthful of cheese.

“She’s not weird,” Adrien said. “She’s just… ”

He paused. He didn’t quite have the words for what Marinette was. Smart, definitely. Kind. Funny. Passionate. Brave. Talented. A good person. A good friend.

“… she’s Marinette,” he finished.

Adrien pulled open his desk drawer and took out a little box. Inside were various items he’d collected since he started school. An old CD from Nino. A sparkly invitation to Rose’s birthday party. A spoon from an ice cream cone he’d shared with Kagami. The wrapper from the piece of gum Alya had offered him on his second day. The ticket stubs from the movies he’d seen with Marinette last month.

Now that he thought of it, most of the things in the box came from Marinette. There were ribbons from bags of homemade pastries, knicknacks she’d made for all her friends, a dozen handwritten notes (always signed “Your friend, Marinette”).

“I don’t get why you keep all this stuff,” Plagg said. “It’s just a bunch of junk.”

Adrien carefully placed the pink gel pen in the box, between his Kitty Section mask and the pair of fake glasses “Marino” had left behind.

“They’re not junk.” He smiled. “They’re treasures.”

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Look we can all agree Gabriel dying was great and the fact he is dead is the best part of the finale. But he could have died better.

[nangbaby]

My controversial take is this.

If showrunners were going to have Gabriel escape consequences like this, then they shouldn't have killed him.

Gabriel dying is emotionally satisfying if he fails at his aim and is completely lost to his self-destruction. It is not satisfying if he performs the heroic sacrifice to get what he wants.

[into-september]

Heroic sacrifices can absolutely be satisfying, but Gabriel's repentance is incongruent with his characterisation up to that point.

It works in the film, because Gabriel in the film is clearly dooming himself the very first time he uses the miraculous for evil (end of the battle has him passed out on the floor). When he discovers Cat Noir's identity, he acts the opposite of his show counterpart in "Cat Blanc" and "Ephemeral", and because he was continually questioning his choices throughout the film, we believe it when he makes the turnaround here.

In the show? Man was coldly ignoring his son while submitting him to white torture two episodes ago. Not buying the tears here, bro.