Unbetitelt

[salthaven]

A Lady’s Scout (and the Salt within her Soul)

A Lady’s Scout (and the Salt within her Soul)

   Marinette doesn’t know how the rumors started. Oh scratch that, of course she knows how the rumors started. Hell, she encouraged them herself!

   She was pissed, and rightfully so. Her friends had all left her, betraying her, forgetting her, leaving her behind for Lila. A single incident turned into multiples, and Marinette ended that same week in the back once more, now a permanent resident of the back row. All it took was a few crocodile tears from Lila to Miss Bustier, complaining about sight problems. But of course, she just needed to be a little closer to the board. Like Marinette’s spot kind of close. But it’s fine, because Marinette can sit with Nathaniel, and aren’t they such good friends?

   Marinette didn’t even try to complain, already knowing that she’d lose. And so she ended the week in the back, silently fuming as Alya didn’t even bat an eye at the change.

   And it only continued. Days turned into weeks, and the weeks never ended. Suddenly Marinette was being forgotten, abandoned on an island, watching in vain as her classmates were left in awe of Lila’s latest ‘travels’. Sure, she had Nathaniel, but he was wrapped up in his comic most of the time.

   So Marinette became wrapped up in her own little world of designs. Without her friends by her side, Marinette found herself with more free time than she’d had in months! (It looks like Lila can bring some good into her life!)

   The first creation was a fox themed shirt, styled after Rena Rouge’s costume. Bold orange merged seamlessly with a creamy white, little embroidery creating a picture in the corner for searching eyes to find. A little fox, prancing among the flowers. A little fox, searching for something.

   A little fox, searching for the Miraculous she’d never get again. Because why would she? Why would she, when she was no longer dependable? When she was no longer trustworthy, no longer loyal? When she’d forget Marinette for the next best thing?

   So maybe Marinette was a little bitter, but who could blame her? And besides, why would she want to keep a fox that betrays her when she could have a friend who would silently stand by her side, or rather sit there, and come up with his own little illusions each and every day?

   Fennec debuted three weeks after Marinette is exiled to the back, on a sunny day that does little to represent Alya’s mood.

   Marinette presented the shirt on that following Monday.

   “Th- thank you, Marinette,” Alya said, eyes widening as she gazed at the shirt. “But why is it fox themed?”

   “Oh, you reminded me of Rena,” Marinette said with a wink, but there was no smile on her face. There wasn’t one on Alya’s, either, but only teary eyes.

   Later, Marinette would look down at Alya and be met with skeptical, questioning eyes. But the eyes turned away quickly, downcast.

   Marinette watched on from her spot in the back, eyes searching for flaws. She found them in her partners, and she created.

   Next came a hoodie. A soft green, with a hexagonal pattern stitched in with darker thread. A hood, large enough for an old friend to hide his head in, even with a hat on.

   He was protective, but not of Ladybug. Only Rena Rouge, only ever Rena Rouge. But Rena was gone, and so he would be, too.

   Luka swapped teal for green, becoming Protecteur. Her protector. Because he’d never harmed her, he’d never betrayed her. He’d always been there, a silent support, and now he could be the same for Ladybug.

   When Marinette gave Nino the hoodie, his eyes locked with hers, an unusual trait.

   “Hey, what’s up with the Carapace theme, dudette?”

   “He was just like you, wasn’t he?” She asked, and then she was gone, hidden in the back.

   It’d be hard to miss how he tensed from so high up. Perhaps it was good, being forced to the back.

   A bee themed skirt was made quickly. Light and simple, the white skirt had little yellow bees buzzing along the hem. Cute, yet impractical. Focusing more on looks than on functionality.

   Yes, that was the way Marinette worked out her stress from Queen Bee, from the hero who never was, and never would be forevermore.

   She presented it before she chose a replacement, and was met with weariness.

   “You never give me gifts, Dupain-Cheng,” Chloé pointed out bluntly, eyes challenging. “What’s with the skirt?”

   “Oh, I just thought you’d like a little keepsake,” Marinette responded, already turning away.

   Three days later, a new bee was chosen. Monarch rose up, a force to be reckoned with.

   Kagami was all too happy to take up the mantle, to take out her stress on the poor Akuma victims. She was honored to be chosen, and Marinette was happy.

   Her team was chosen, fixed to her liking. She was protected, she was safe, no longer relying on classmates who would only let her down.

   And the rumors spread. From Alya and Nino, whispering to one another about what the gifts could mean. To an accidental comment near Lila, who used it as fuel to spread her fire. Because if Marinette knew…who’s to say she isn’t acting as some sort of scout?

   “Ladybug and I had a falling out,” Lila explained with a flip of her hair. “I didn’t approve of the idea, so she and I had a spat.” She smiled at Alya, all sugar and sweetness. “I’d never replace someone like you…but Marinette would encourage it.”

   Alya had glared at Marinette the rest of the week, and the whisperings picked up.

   Chloé learned from Lila, and came marching up to Marinette immediately.

   “Lila says you’re some kind of hero scout, huh?” Chloé said, shoving her face into Marinette’s. “What, are you some kind of goody two-shoes who talks to Ladybug, crying when someone upsets you?”

   Marinette raised an eyebrow. “Me? Why, I do nothing of the sort! I’d never complain to Ladybug like that.” She smiled, fully aware of the searching eyes. Aware of the awe stricken gaze Nathaniel sent her way, of the shock in Nino’s eyes and pure hatred in Alya’s. “I wouldn’t complain, but if she does come by for advice…who am I to lie?”

   She saw how Lila glared, teeth grinding. She saw how her classmates reacted, some with excitement, others with worry. Unsure how to feel, unsure how to act.

   Fennec, by then permanent much like her Bee and Turtle, questioned her during patrol, right in front of Chat Noir, Protecteur, and Monarch.

   “Hey, Ladybug?” Fennec asked, eyes full of nerves.

   “Yes, Fennec?”

   “Is Marinette some sort of hero scout for you?”

   With those words, Ladybug saw how her three teammates paused. Protecteur and Monarch seemed shocked by the words, Chat Noir just leaned in closer, waiting with baited breath for her answer.

   “She is,” Ladybug replied easily, knowing the rumors would spread, knowing the rumors would lead to hatred and excitement and an alibi. (Because how could Ladybug’s scout be a hero, especially Ladybug herself? It just wouldn’t be possible!) “I tried giving her the Fox Miraculous back during Sapotis, but she suggested a friend of hers. They were good, so I asked her for a Turtle recommendation. Carapace worked well. She thought Queen Bee could redeem herself, so we gave Chloé a shot.”

   “Why did you replace them?” Chat Noir asked. “If Marinette suggested them, why would you change your mind?”

   “They stopped being reliable.” Ladybug shrugged, twirling her yoyo. “They left Marinette alone to be isolated. They let their friend be threatened by a liar, and when Marinette finally admitted it to me? I can’t have people who act like that.”

   “Did she recommend us?” Protecteur asked, and Ladybug smiled.

   “You three were the first people she could think of, and she had shining recommendations for all three.”    She saw the way they reacted. Monarch smiled, Protecteur beamed, Fennec looked ready to have a stroke…and Chat Noir seemed pensive, eyes searching for something.

   Marinette went to class the next day, and things had changed. For some reason, Max, Kim, and Alix were being extra nice to her. For some reason, Adrien spoke directly to her, despite having shied away the moment Alya got mad. For some reason, she felt like she was being watched. It was more than usual, more than when Lila first spread the rumor that Marinette was a hero scout.

   But it didn’t click on why until Kagami spelled it out during lunch.

   “They want to be heroes, too,” Kagami muttered, inching closing to the bluenette. Luka dropped into the spot beside her, and Nathaniel quickly sat across from them, setting his bag in the last remaining spot.

   “So they think I can help with that?” Marinette questioned, an eyebrow raising.

   “You are a hero scout,” Nathaniel pointed out, cheeks tinted red with embarrassment. “If you deem someone worthy, Ladybug will give them the Miraculous.”

   Marinette glanced around, saw the way Kim eyed her, expression eager as he waved excitedly.

   Of course. Her one time Roi Singe…and the Pegasus and Bunnix to follow. They knew she had a say, and so they were sucking up to her.

   Marinette turned her gaze away, focusing on her true friends. “I only tell Ladybug about the real heroes,” she muttered, missing the way her three friends blushed.

   That night, she was itching to create, and so she did. A monkey inspired sweatband, with a tiny, comical version of Xuppu stitched on the inside. It only took a few hours, and Marinette was happy with it.

   Kim jogged up to her as she walked into the classroom, still beaming. “Hey, Marinette!” He said happily, as if he hadn’t ignored her, too. “Want to hangout soon? I have a track competition, you should come see it!”

“I can’t,” Marinette replied dismissively, “but here’s a good luck gift.” She pressed the sweatband into his palm, and watched him stumble as he realized what it meant.

“Oh…okay,” he said with a frown, deflated and hurt. He moped over to his seat, allowing Max to console him.

By lunchtime, Max seemed nervous, glancing at Marinette with panicked eyes. He seemed to be calculating, consulting Markov. Whatever he realized, it was enough to set him on edge.

   Two days later, he was sure of his results. Marinette came up to him, and she smiled coldly.

   “I made you these,” she said, and set a pair of sunglasses in his hands. “I thought you’d like them.” She turned, ignoring the way his eyes dropped, and then paused. “And don’t worry, they’ll protect your eyes from dangerous napkins.”

   Later that day, Marinette would sit at home and laugh at her comment, then continue on to start one of her final gifts.

   Her class was chaotic. Half of them followed her around like she was Lila, trying to do favors for her, trying to get into her good graces, trying to be someone special in her eyes. Many of them stayed far away, however, hiding from her sight, unsure if they should hate her or hate themselves, unsure what went wrong, unsure of what to do.

   And then she had her actual friends. Nathaniel, Luka, Kagami…

   And, according to the school, Ladybug.

   Alix became pushier. The young girl practically bounced like a rabbit as she’d follow Marinette around, trying to prove herself. She thought she was in the clear, that the future was set in stone. She owned the watch, after all, so it was rightfully hers, right?

   Marinette presented her with a hat, light blue with a little white pom pom on top, and Alix froze.

   Later that day, Ladybug made a trip to Alix’s house, and she left a perfect replica of the watch behind. Perfect, of course, except for the lack of a certain bunny-themed Kwami.

   Alix didn’t show up for school the next day, and Marinette didn’t bat an eye.

   Just like that, her team was complete, and justice had been served.

   But Marinette wasn’t done.

   No, because there was one last thing to do. One little thing.

   Marinette donned the Mouse, one last time. She split herself up, until a dozen little Multimice were running through the school. She snuck into each class, gathering information. Looking for future options.

   And playing her final card in the game she’d been playing for months.

   Her class was silent as Miss Bustier took attendance, eyes on their teacher as Multimouse slipped underneath the door.

   “Marinette?” Miss Bustier asked, eyes curious, and Multimouse raised her hand, as if on autopilot.

   “Here!” Her little voice squeaked out, and then she gasped, covering her mouth.

   But it was too late, she’d been ‘found’. Miss Bustier stared, wide-eyed, crouching down to see her student on the floor.

   “M- Marinette?” Miss Bustier asked, and Multimouse shook her head.

   “No, no, of course not!” But it was too late, wasn’t it? Marinette was never a good liar, was she?

   “You’re Multimouse?!” Alya shouted the question, hands slamming onto her desk. Lila, beside her, stared, but the stare quickly turned into a dangerous glare.

   “I, uh,” Multimouse sighed, curling in on herself. “Fuck.” She turned to face Miss Bustier. “I…I guess I’ll explain, but just wait a second. I’d rather do this at full height.”

   “Okay?” Miss Bustier nodded, still baffled. “What do you need?”

   “Oh, just my other me’s. They should be here right about now.” As if on cue (oh they were definitely on cue), the other Multimice came darting under the door, making their way to Multimouse. They went up to her, quickly combining into one normal-sized Multimouse.

   “Woah,” Nathaniel whispered, eyes shining with excitement. The rest of the class seemed to feel the same, any negative feelings forgotten (well, except for one certain girl) in the moment.

   “Why were there so many?” Rose asked, eyes searching for any others that may have stayed small. “What were they- you- doing?”

   Multimouse laughed. “Wasn’t it obvious? I’ve heard the rumors, guys, I know what you think.”

   She watched how they paused, how their mouths dropped and their eyes widened.

   “You were looking for new heroes?” Adrien asked, speaking up for once in his life, and Multimouse shrugged.

   “Ladybug wanted new blood. Sent me out to search. She’s done it a few times, dropping the Miraculous off so I could get stuff done.” She looked to Miss Bustier with the sweetest, most innocent smile she could ever give, and said, “I hope you understand why I’m late so often. I couldn’t exactly tell you the truth, it’s supposed to be a secret after all.”

   “Of course,” Miss Bustier said, and Multimouse smiled wider.

   (So maybe it’s a partial lie, but Marinette was sick of getting detention for saving the goddamn city every day.)

   “How long has this been going on?” Alya asked, hands shaking as she held onto her desk, as she struggled to not grab her phone.

   Multimouse made a show of pausing, of tapping her finger to her chin before smiling. “I’ve been sneaking around since Carapace’s debut. After that, Ladybug wanted me to search more often. It helped her get a grasp of what goes on in the world. She can’t have eyes everywhere, but I can.” She giggled, then frowned. “It’s been tough, having to hide this for so long. I had to hide from Chat Noir, too, in the beginning, in case he got possessed. If he only focused on Ladybug, he couldn’t go after me during my secret missions. I nearly lost the ability to use the Miraculous when I revealed my identity to him…oh no.”

   “What?” Adrien asked. “What’s wrong?”

   “I suppose Ladybug won’t use me any longer.” Multimouse hugged herself, looking out the window. “She can’t, not anymore.”

   “Why not?” Nathaniel asked, looking hurt.

   “You all know my identity. I can’t be a hero, it isn’t safe. Especially when Ladybug’s stalker- shit.”

   Like a conductor of an orchestra, Multimouse played them once more. She struggled to hold back her smirk as the class went berserk once more.

   “She has a stalker?” Adrien asked, slamming his hands on the desk. “Who is it?”

   Multimouse shrunk back. “It- it’s not my place to say. Ladybug said to be nice, that she can fight her own battles.”

   “Is someone hurting her?” Nino asked, and Multimouse just took another step back. “Who?”

   “I really shouldn’t-” but the class is wild now, and they want the truth. So Multimouse sighed and pulled on her jump rope, opening up a hidden phone. “Alright, I’ll call her.” She hit a few buttons, then nodded. “She’ll be here soon. I should go…Ladybug will want the Miraculous back.” One last sad look to her class, and then she leaped out of the window, sneaking up to the roof.

   One quick change later, Ladybug hopped into the classroom, eyes narrowed.

   This time, Alya pulled out the phone, finally unable to control her desire for footage. “Ladybug! Ma-”

   “Multimouse,” Ladybug cut off quickly.

   “Multimouse told us that you have a stalker?” Alya asked. “Who is it?”

   Ladybug raised an eyebrow. “Wouldn’t you know? You put her on your blog every single week, after all.”

   Alya froze, and so did Lila.

   “I- I’m not-” Lila tried to start, but Ladybug was ready.

   “Lila Rossi has been claiming many things since she got to Paris. I’ve heard claims of her being Volpina, a superhero. I’ve heard her claim that she was a better hero than me, and that she and I are best friends. She’s been Akumatized multiple times, and I’m not quite so sure whether or not it’s just to get close to me. She has tormented my scout, ostracizing her and claiming that I would support her, that I would listen to her. Lila Rossi has created an illusion in her mind that I owe her my friendship, and that my scout has done her wrong, and I would never trust someone like her.” She glared at the girl, at the camera. “There is one good thing Lila Rossi has done. She has been a wonderful test for my previous temporaries in order to see where their loyalties are. Other than that, she has been stalking me, creating up stories, and ruining lives.” She glared at Alya. “Now, if that’s all you want, I must go find my scout. She seemed rather upset, and I’d rather not fight my favorite civilian.”

   Then she left the room, and she didn’t come back for the rest of the day. Instead she stayed home, claiming she felt sick, and let herself relax.

   She created her final design.

   When Marinette came into class the next day, she wore a beautiful pink dress, embroidered with little gray mice. The message was clear, and Nathaniel seemed disappointed. Adrien did, too, but Marinette wasn’t sure why.

   She was greeted with apologies, with promises to be better. With questions, wondering how she’d managed to be Multimouse for so long without raising suspicion. With admiration, as their friends realized who the true friend of Ladybug was.

   And Marinette just turned away, turned to her true chosen heroes.

   Later that day, rumors of a heroine in a dragon’s red were heard, and if Ladybug was suspiciously absent…

   Well, the other heroes enjoyed patrolling with their scout, and the world was right for one more day.  —– And with that, I have finally written this fic! Thank you to @liamnl for letting me use this idea, it was really fun! (To be honest, I wasn’t sure how to end it, so I figured Marinette could get her last revenge and call out Lila once and for all.) I hope you all enjoyed it! <3

[maycy-yammy]

The Moon & the Sun

[yakichoufd]

comic inspired by that tweet

[starsfic]

Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Girlfriend of Ladybug

Summary: During another invasive interview pushing her towards Chat Noir, Ladybug panics and claims that she’s dating someone. Who? Oh, just her civilian identity. Dominos unexpectedly topple.

Ko-Fi

-_-

It was a heat of the moment thing.

Ladybug really couldn’t blame herself. Well, technically she could, considering she had agreed to another hour-long interview with Nadja and Chat Noir. Where, of course, the topic inevitably turned back to the nonexistent romantic relationship between her and her partner, not helped at all by the fact  that Chat kept egging it on and nobody seemed to notice or care about her discomfort. The moment Alya appeared on screen and asked “So when are you going to admit your feelings for each other?”

She snapped.

“I have a girlfriend.”

Dead silence encased the studio. Chat gaped at her, Alya gaped at her, Nadja gaped at her, everyone gaped at her. It was only until a hand reached out of the audience that noise came back in. “Excuse me?”

“Yes, I have to agree,” Nadja said, a flustered blush making her cheeks red. “Excuse me?”

Welp, she had already said it, so might as well. “I have a girlfriend,” she repeated. Chat and Alya continued to gape at her. She took a deep breath in and plastered on a stern look. “Nadja, did you ever think the reason why I don’t confess my feelings for Chat is because I don’t have any?”

Silence encased the studio, but it was the silence where people were muttering to each other. Ladybug waited. Chat continued to gape, but Alya shut her mouth and made an odd squeaky noise.

Nadja finally took a deep breath in. When she opened her eyes, she seemed to be staring at her in a different way. Not as an icon or an idol or a celebrity, but as if Ladybug was a real person. She hadn’t even realized that she hadn’t been looking at her that way. “No,” she said. “I’m…so sorry, Ladybug. I hadn’t considered that.” Ladybug nodded but didn’t say a word. “May I ask who it is?”

Well, crap. She hadn’t expected that. She was tempted to say, “No comment,” but then it would be possible that people would catch on to the fact that she was lying. She needed someone. Ladybug thought for a moment and then prayed Tikki wouldn’t be too mad.

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”

Once again, the room descended into muttering silence. Chat was pulling out his staff with the angriest look she had ever seen on his face. Ladybug couldn’t help but raise a brow at that. But then Alya spoke with a “NO WAY!”

Ladybug raised a brow. “Are you calling me a liar?”

“Yes!” Alya said, seeming to not care about the fact that she was being televised live. “She’s in love with Adrien Agreste! He’s her soulmate, I’m sure of it!” Geez, Alya, thanks. Chat’s muttering stopped. “She’s been struggling to confess to him since the attacks first began! He’s-”

“A boy, Miss Cesaire,” Ladybug cut her off, keeping her voice bored. Yes, she did have a crush on Adrien once. But her feelings had faded over time, especially when she thought of how he reacted to Chloe and Lila hurting her. “A boy that is well-known and popular with the female population of Paris. A boy that would be expected if a person asked about a celebrity crush.”

Alya stared at her. She could practically see her put the pieces together. “What about Luka Couffaine? She dated him for…a few months!”

“Her and Luka Couffaine, I have discussed with her,” Ladybug said, keeping her voice calm. Her mind raced- she would definitely need to talk to Luka after this. “I will not pretend to be a good girlfriend, Miss Cesaire. Marinette does not know who I am under the mask- if anyone says that they do, they are lying-” Hopefully, that dealt with Lila. “Our relationship had to be kept secret. I cannot take her out on dates or meet her parents. So, we agreed to an open relationship.”

Nadja cleared her throat. “She does not know who you are?”

Ladybug shook her head. “No. We agreed that, after Hawkmoth is defeated and I can retire, I will reveal myself to her and discuss our relationship from there. I’m only being open with my relationship now since she knows I am uncomfortable with people trying to ship me with Chat Noir-”

“Because they know we’re meant to be!” Chat burst out. Honestly, she was surprised that he hadn’t spoken up sooner. He grabbed her hand and tried to pull her close. “My Lady, think about it! We have so much more in common than some random civilian!” His eyes were dark, sending shivers up her spine. “You’re lying about Marinette, right? There’s no way you could fall for some random person-”

“Hey!” Alya spoke up, her voice bordering on fury. “Marinette’s not just some random nobody!” The camera shook as something slammed, most likely Alya’s fist slamming into the desk. “Marinette is the smartest, most creative person I have ever met! She’s probably the greatest actress of all time, and I would say that she has done so much more for Paris than you ever have on your own!” She took a deep breath. “Ladybug, you have great taste.” And with that, Alya’s camera cut short.

Nadja nodded. “Okay, next question,” she said, her voice still a touch strained from the bombshell that was just dropped on her.

Hopefully, this didn’t blow up.

-_-

It blew up.

Tikki, thankfully, didn’t seem mad. “It was clever,” she said before encouraging Marinette to go to bed.

When Marinette woke up surprisingly early, it was to a ton of messages on her social media and email. By the time she left for school, it was a flood that she was too afraid to look at. Her parents were surprisingly happy for her, with her dad apologizing for blowing up in such a way on Chat Noir. “It’s okay,” she said, hugging him. “It was awkward, but it kept Chat from following Ladybug.”

“Which I can’t believe he did!” her mother groused. “You think he would know better!”

“Yeah,” Marinette sighed, old annoyance flaring up. “Me too.”

Thankfully, there wasn’t a crowd of reporters- yet. So Marinette wasted no time in rushing over to school before one did form.

Once she was there, she found herself pausing. A large portion of the people she saw were wearing Ladybug’s spots or LGBTQIA+ merch, from full outfits to just hair clips. Several stopped to smile and give her friendly waves, while others looked starstruck. This was a bigger reaction than she was expecting.

She waved back and headed to her classroom. She sent another prayer to the surprisingly quiet Tikki that nothing happened and opened the door.

The classroom was surprisingly quiet, with Lila sitting in the back looking like she had all the life drained from her, until Marinette stepped inside. “Marinette!” Alya said, jumping to her feet. She had switched her orange flannel for one bearing the pan colors. She wasted no time in rushing up and practically scooping her up in a hug. The shock meant that it took a second before Marinette realized that Alya was apologizing into her hair. “-so sorry, I should’ve thought more about Ladybug’s feelings, I never meant to hurt her, swear-”

“It’s okay,” Marinette said, pulling away to smile at her bestie. “I know how people can get with superheroes, I think Ladybug forgives you.” She poked Alya’s nose. “Although I’m annoyed that you tried to air out my crush on Adrien to all of Paris.”

Alya sighed, nodding. “I know. Now that I think about it, it was super not cool.” She tried for a smile. “I’m sorry, girl.”

Despite herself, Marinette couldn’t stay mad. “I forgive you. But, don’t do it again.” Alya nodded and with that out of the way, she could move on. She looked around and couldn’t help but raise a brow. “But what’s going on? Why is everyone either wearing Ladybug stuff or pride stuff? If I had known, I would’ve dug my pride stuff out.”

“Oh, haven’t you checked online?” Nino called, his headphones decorated with bi stickers.

Marinette shook her head. “I’ve been too afraid to,” she admitted. “My social media has been flooded with messages and emails.”

“Oh, I can sort those for you, dudette.”

“Thank you,” she sighed, handing over her phone. “The code’s still the same.” Nino nodded as he began to fiddle with her phone.

“Anyway,” Kim said, wearing a transmac hoodie instead of his regular red hoodie. “The entire queer community adopted Ladybug as a queer icon after her interview last night. People have been debating for hours whether she’s a lesbian or bi.”

“Uh huh,” Well, at least the community was supportive. “I’m glad people are supportive.”

“Of course they are,” Alya said, leading her to their seats. “It’s Ladybug and you, the biggest sweethearts in Paris. If anyone isn’t, they look-”

“RIDICULOUS!” Chloe stormed in, wearing her normal clothing. Her gaze could’ve set Marinette on fire as she marched up and slammed her hands on her desk. On closer inspection, her eyes were rimmed red. “Break up with Ladybug.”

“Excuse me?”

“Are you deaf?!” Chloe shrieked, slamming her hand down. “Break up with Ladybug! There is only one girl that is perfect enough for her to date, and it’s certainly not you!”

“And I’m guessing that’s you?” Alya scoffed before Marinette could figure out a proper response that wasn’t not in your life. “Please, everyone knows Ladybug hates your guts.”

“She does not!” Chloe shrieked, tears beading up in the corner of her eyes. “She thinks I’m great! She chose me to be a hero! She knows I’m great! She-”

“Lost the Miraculous by accident, and you refused to give it back.” Marinette interrupted. Chloe’s jaw dropped, and she gaped at her. “Yeah, she told me about that. She thought you would do better, be better if you understood how your actions affect Paris. But you didn’t.” She leaned forward and that angry spark in her, the one that had been burning in her since Adrien pouted and moaned, burned. “Your actions are why people were celebrating that you were leaving Paris when you decided to go to New York.”

“Marinette!” Adrien called, also dressed in his normal clothes, but she held her hand out.

“You are nothing to Ladybug. Just a hazard and a safety risk.” Marinette leaned back in her chair. “The only reason I made that party for you is because Adrien asked. Nobody else.”

Chloe shut her mouth. She looked around the room. Sabrina looked away. Nobody else did, staring her down, bonded in silent agreement. Marinette expected her to rage, to scream, to throw a fit. Instead, she straightened up and walked to her seat. The moment she sat down, she hid her face.

“Marinette!” Adrien barked. “That was horrible! You-”

“Told her what Ladybug thought of her and what she needed to hear,” Marinette said, interrupting him. She leaned forward, allowing the anger brewing in her at him to burn in her eyes. “And if you don’t stop and think about your actions, so will I.”

Adrien stared with wide eyes. Without another word, but a nasty glance back, he turned and sat down. Nino scooted away from him before turning and holding up her phone. “Here, Nette,” he said. “There was some hate mail from people like Chloe,” Chloe flinched. “But a lot more of people supporting you.”

“Oh, that’s sweet,” Marinette said, taking her phone back.

The rest of the school day passed in silence. Twice, Adrien tried to get her alone, apparently undeterred by her threat, but Alya and the rest of the girl squad made sure there was a bodyguard nearby until Adrien had to leave for a photoshoot. (Rose was tiny but fierce in her desire to protect Marinette.) The rest of the school left her alone, excluding a few people who asked for her autograph and pictures and a whole bunch of gifts and letters in her locker. Marinette tried to ignore the heat in her face with all the love and care. 

Finally, the school day was over. Marinette walked out and breathed a sigh of early relief. She could see a few news vans waiting outside the bakery, so she had that to stress about, but she had gotten through the school day relatively unscathed.

The sound of a guitar met her ears and she paused, coming to a stop on the stairs.

Right. Luka.

She meant to talk to him after the interview, but Chat Noir had been following her, insisting to talk more about them, that she hadn’t been able to. So, here she was, standing on the steps, trying her best to not be seen by the musician as he strummed his guitar, probably waiting for Juleka.

It was tempting to run. But Marinette had to be braver than that. 

She took a deep breath and marched down the stairs, coming to a stop right next to him. Luka paused in his playing, staring at her. Marinette couldn’t look him in the eyes. Instead, she found herself staring at her feet. “Hi, Luka,” she said and immediately wanted to facepalm. Hi, Luka? Just that? Not, hey Luka, did you see the interview where Ladybug revealed I was two-timing you with her even though we’re the same person-

“You should’ve given me a heads up that we were poly,” Luka’s voice broke through her haze. She glanced up. Luka smiled at her, although it was edged with something. “I have a cute boy in my class, his name’s Felix, and I think you two would love each other.”

Marinette’s mind blanked, at first wondering what he was talking about, and then realization. “You…you aren’t mad?”

“I…I don’t know how to feel,” Luka admitted, and it was strange to see him admit that. Luka was the only boy she knew who was best in touch with his emotions. “On one hand, it makes a lot more sense than you pining over Adrien like everyone thought. On the other-”

“I lied,” Marinette admitted. “I lied, a lot, to you and everyone.” She gripped the edge of her shirt. “I kept ditching dates for something dumb, not related to her,” Luka raised a brow, but she continued on. “Sometimes I wished she didn’t exist because I trust you, Luka, I trust you so much but I keep having to lie because I care about her too and hurt you and and and-” Warm arms engulfed her but she couldn’t allow it, she needed to say it. “I’m so sorry, Luka.”

Luka didn’t say a word, just held her. Finally, he sighed. “I’m sorry too, Marinette,” he admitted. “I should’ve been better, maybe then-”

“No!” Marinette shoved him away. Luka stumbled back, looking hurt, but Marinette wasted no time in gripping his shoulders, staring him down. “You were wonderful,” she said, making sure he understood. “You were wonderful. I was the one who should’ve been better. I should’ve communicated better, I should’ve explained better about why I was leaving you in the lurch.”

“I was the one who got akumatized,” Luka said, staring back with wide eyes. “I went after you.”

“It was my fault you got akumatized in the first place!”

“No, it was not-” And now Luka was holding her shoulders, making sure she was looking at him. They probably looked strange, gripping each other’s shoulders like this, but Marinette didn’t care. “It was not your fault. It was Hawkmoth’s fault.” Right, right, Marinette needed to remember that. He was the one who took advantage of people. “We’re both crappy at communicating. We can work on that.”

Wait…

“You…want to try again?”

Luka paused and then nodded. “Now that I know more, enough to possibly understand some things,” He took in a deep breath. “Only if you want to?”

Marinette nodded back. “We can try,” And isn’t that what they all could do? “Maybe you can introduce me to Felix, and I can introduce you to…” She held up her hand at the sight of a familiar red car. “Hang on real quick.”

Luka blinked but nodded. Marinette smiled as they released each other before she turned and marched up to Kagami, who paused with a raised brow. Much to her delight, she wore gloves marked with the queer pride flag. “Wanna go on a date?” she asked promptly.

Kagami blinked. She opened her mouth, closed it, and then hummed. Marinette waited patiently. If Kagami had to think about it, than she was willing to wait. “Yes,” she finally said. “If your girlfriend is alright with it?”

Marinette nodded, feeling her face heat up. “Luka and I are trying again,” she admitted. “So he’s introducing a friend of his on our date. I wanted to introduce you to him, because I think you guys would be good friends, if not datemates.” She wanted to be honest where she could.

Kagami’s eyes brightened at the mention of friendship. “Then I certainly will come,” she said. “You have my number, so let me know the details.”

“I will.” She held out her hand and Kagami didn’t hesitate in giving it a squeeze. “Maybe after practice today, we can have our first date? At our usual spot?”

Kagami smiled. It was awkward, but it was sincere. “I would love that.” With one last squeeze of her hand, Kagami marched into the school.

Luka was chuckling when Marinette returned. “I guess we’ll have a full table,” he said, pulling out his phone. “I’ll talk to Felix and figure out a good time for us.”

Marinette nodded. “Let me know the details.” She paused. “And, thank you, Luka.” Before he could respond she took off running.

Lying about her girlfriend went better than expected!

[maycy-yammy]

Win or Lose X DnD

Kai - Cleric

Yuwen - Barbarian

Rochelle - Rogue

[maycy-yammy]

Win or Lose X DND (Dungeon and Dragons)

I want the the win or lose crew to play dnd.

Laurie as a DM (Dungeon Master) and the rest of the crew to be players and honestly it will be chaotic at best. I hope a writer ✍🏼 finds a inspiration from this and writes it, if it does get written, I would be absolutely be happy.

[win-or-loser]

The Sleepover: Part 1

Writing text messages for a tumblr fic is very hard and weird 0_0

Also this will separated into like 2 or 3 parts because I had a bunch of ideas planned to shove in here and I wanna get this out as soon as possible-

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Weeks passed quickly, and Laurie got used to the new team easily. Everyone was really nice, and super supportive. They treated any small win, every single one, as a huge victory.

Dasher was a Jammer, and she had a hard time with jumping in her skates. So they had her working on it these last couple practices. She only jumped a few inches, just barely getting off the ground, but she followed through and stuck the landing. According to Barbie, it was something she never did, and of course everyone went wild. They all cheered and howled and barked, and CC went up to her and smacked her helmet into Dasher's before they started screaming at each other. Apparently, it was called a Victory Scream. At least, according to CC.

All the girls had their own celebration for a victory, actually. The twins, VantaBlacke and Blacke & Blue, would so Fortnite victory dances and hype each other up. Wrath would grab whoever was closest to her, usually Sailor, and spin around in a circle while screaming happily. Goldie would drop to her knees and do the air guitar, Dasher would do a wolf howl, Shortie would start happily punching whatever was in her vicinity, and Barbie would just...scream. Everyone joked that Salty (Laurie) needed her thing, her own victory celebration scream thing. Whatever she wanted to call it.

Laurie hummed softly, weaving her way around the cones Hex had set up for her on one skate and occasionally watching the scrimmage that the rest of the team was doing.

"Pepper."

K.C. had to do a Star Pass, handing the cap off to Barbie, who was the Pivot for the red team.

"Pepper!"

Laurie watched the brunette race off around the track and take the lead-

"PEPPER! Less gawkin', more skatin'!"

"Yes, Coach!" She slammed her other skate down and continued to weave through the cones. She kept watching them, and cheered once Barbie had won the Jam. "Bar-bie! Bar-bie! Bar-bie!"

Barbie just smiled and giggled, giving a bow to her one person audience. "Thank you, thank you! It's hard carrying my team!"

"Carrying? Puh-lease!" Cutie said. "I can out Jam you any day of the week!"

"Oh, you wanna go?!"

"Yeah! Let's go!"

"Ladies, ladies! Save the rage for the bout!" Femme said as she stepped between them.

"The bout?" Laurie skated over as Hex cleaned up the cones.

"Yeah! First bout of the season!" Barbie smiled and held up her hand for a high five.

"When is it?" Laurie seemed hopeful. Maybe she was ready to play?

"Tomorrow, right here! Playin' on our home turf." Jamilton high fived Barbie so she wouldn't be left hanging.

"Oh..."

"It's ok, Salty-Babe!" Belle skated over and gave her a side hug. "You'll be ready in no time! You're already doing great!"

"She's right, kiddo," Queen said. "We just gotta work on your backwards skating then we can put you in the scrimmages. A few more practices and you'll be on the rink in no time."

Laurie gave a weak smile. "Thanks, Coach."

"I mean it. You're good at this. I have a feeling you're gonna take us to the championship."

Laurie felt a sharp sting to her heart. "Championship?" She asked, her eyes wide with fear.

"Yeah! We never get past the qualifiers, but every year JRDA have a national junior championship tournament!" Barbie said excitedly. "If we make it to finals, we'll be skating in New York City! And we can meet the New York Nukes!"

"I hope we can go! I'd love to see Circle Jerk in person!" Brawli squealed. "She's, like, my biggest derby inspiration."

Laurie gave a nervous smile. "Awesome..." she said weakly, giving them a thumbs up. She was gonna blow it. Again. And she thought junior roller derby was better than softball.

"Awesome?! It's better than awesome!" Barbie screamed. "It's amazing! It's fantastic! Wonderful! Awe inspiring! Kick ass unbelievable spectacular phenomenal stupendous miraculous Grade A fucking amazeballs!"

"BARBIE! I TOLD YOU TO STOP SWEARING! YOU CAN SWEAR WHEN YOU'RE 16!"

Barbie winced and smiled. "Sorry, Mama... But still! WE COULD TO NEW YORK AND MEET THE NUKES!"

Laurie just gave another weak smile, muttering about how it was awesome and amazeballs before skating off the rink and taking off her gear with the rest of the girls.

"Alright! Already making a plan!" Sweaty said to her. "If we start doing some extra training now, then we'll definitely kinda sorta be not terrible enough to play and we might not fail the team again!"

"You need to stop talking," Laurie said, swatting at her shoulder.

"I...didn't say anything..." Big Red said, looking confused.

"Oh!" Laurie looked up and giggled softly. "Sorry, just talk to myself sometimes. I know, I'm crazy! Ha ha!" Laurie blushed heavily and became incredibly focused on untying her skates.

Big Red just nodded. "Anxiety?"

"Yeah..."

"Want me to beat it outta ya?" Big Red held up her skates.

"Umm...." Laurie backed away slightly and looked around. "No, thank you..."

Big Red just shrugged and put her skates away. "Got it."

"So... The tournament?"

"Yeah. I doubt we'll go to finals, but it's at least fun to play. Our qualifier bout is against the Minions of Mayhem. They have a low win rate, so we'll be able to crush them to dust." She stood up and grabbed her derby bag. "See ya tomorrow!"

"Huh?" Laurie just cocked her head.

"The bout," Big Red clarified. "Just because you can't play, it doesn't mean you have to miss the game."

"Yeah! We need a cheerleader in the stands!" Rythm said, nudging her in the side with her elbow.

Laurie smiled and nodded. "Yeah, totally."

"Awesome! See ya!"

Laurie finished getting her gear off and went outside where Paula was waiting and warming up the car.

"Hey, Salty! Wait!" Sailor raced over, Barbie and CC at her heels.

"Huh? What's up?" Laurie turned back to them, waiting for them to continue.

"You're coming to my sleepover, right?"

"What sleepover?" Laurie cocked her head in confusion.

Sailor groaned and slapped Barbie upside the head. "This is the last time I tell you anything..."

"I got busy!" Barbie defended.

"Busy with what? Searching for Italians?" CC said, rolling her eyes with a smirk.

"Both of you hush!" Sailor yelled. "Anyway, we usually have sleepovers before our bouts or whenever we need to kinda calm down. Also like a last night of fun before the Big Game kinda stuff, ya know? It's usually just the three of us, like a tradition thing, but we wanted to invite you."

"Like a show of good faith, welcome to the team thing."

"Yeah! Party with the OG 3!" Barbie shouted enthusiastically.

"Oh..." Laurie looked nervous. "Umm-"

"You can totally say no! If it's not your thing, we get it!" Sailor said.

CC backed her up. "Yeah, we totally appreciate boundaries. If you just need some me time and self care, that's totally ok. You do what's best for you. It's gonna be an all weekend thing, and the whole team is gonna be there after the qualifier anyway. It might be too much."

"No, no, I'd love to! But... It's my Dad's weekend and..."

"Ohhhhhh, you're a Double Christmas kid," Barbie said softly. "Got-"

Sailor slapped her up side the head, cutting her off. "Barbie! You can't say that!"

"WHAT?! IT'S TRUE!"

"I'll ask my dad and see what he says," Laurie said simply, trying to keep the peace.

"Yeah! Text the group chat and let us know."

"What group chat?" Laurie cocked her head in confusion again.

Sailor and CC slowly turned their heads to Barbie. ".....you didn't invite her to the group chat?"

"I FORGOT!"

"You're a terrible derby godsister," CC said simply.

"I'm going to kill you." Sailor started to follow Barbie as the girl ran away.

"Do you have Discord? I can send you an invite." CC pulled out her phone, ignoring the screams of mercy in the background as she found Laurie's profile and added her into the Discord server they made for the team.

"You should get going so you can pack and stuff. Hopefully I'll see you at Sailor's." CC smiled and waved goodbye as Laurie got into the car and drove away with her sister. She stared at her phone intensely, smiling and giggling at the group chat antics.

Yay, you made it, Laur!

Goldie Today at 4:43 pm CHANGE YOUR NAME!

VantaBlacke Today at 4:43 pm WE CANNOT KNOW YOUR REAL NAME IT SHALL RUIN THE MYSTERY!!!!

🧂Salty🧂 Today at 4:46 pm This good?

VantaBlacke Today at 4:46 pm Yee yee. All good.

🎀Barbie🎀 Today at 4:47 pm Nooooo make it pink so we're matchy matchy!

🧂Salty🧂Today at 4:47 pm Lol Better?

🎀Barbie🎀 Today at 4:47 pm Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

CC Today at 4:47 pm Text us here when you get the yes or no from your dad

🧂Salty🧂Today at 4:47 pm Got it

"Who are you texting?" Paula teased. "Is it a boy?"

"No!"

"A girl?" Paula seemed excited by that.

"No! I'm talking to my team! They finally added me to their group chat..." Laurie curled up and watched them all texting each other, smiling in her silent observance.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Practice was running later than usual. Laurie tried to keep her mind and hands busy by playing some Mario Kart, but she kept getting distracted by car doors opening and closing outside. Every couple minutes or so, she paused the game and looked out the window, getting disappointed when it wasn't Dan.

"Dad'll be home soon." Paula tried to keep her calm. "You can hang out with your friends soon."

"Yeah, yeah..." Laurie just got back to playing her game and trying to beat the hard CPUs.

Laurie paused the game when she heard her phone buzzing repeatedly, playing the loud Jam buzzer. She thought it was from her team, getting into another argument about if pineapples and kiwis could go on pizza, but it was just the Pickles. She forgot she was part of the group chat.

Roshie Today at 5:57 pm Omg pls tell me you all saw what Sammy did

Kai Today at 5:57 pm I still can't believe it tbh

The Mighty Yuwen Today at 5:57 pm I could've done it blindfolded with my hands tied behind my back

Taylor Today at 5:58 pm Shut up, Yuwen! At least I'm not getting a scalded in the face with hot beans! 🙄🙄

Sammy Today at 5:58 pm 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 oh my god

Laurie Today at 5:58 pm Huh?

Roshie Today at 5:58 pm Oh, it's an inside joke

Hannah Today at 5:58 pm You had to be there for it to make sense

The Mighty Yuwen Today at 5:58 pm I honestly forgot you were still here

Kai Today at 5:59 pm Hi, Laur!

Laurie Today at 6:00 pm Hi, Kai!

Kai Today at 6:00 pm How's derby so far?

Laurie Today at 6:00 pm Pretty good! Everyone's super nice.

Kai Today at 6:00 pm Awesome!!!!! Can't wait to see your first game!

The Mighty Yuwen Today at 6:01 pm Wasn't one of us supposed to remove Laurie since she's not on the team anymore?

Kai Today at 6:01 pm YUWEN!!!!

Taylor Today at 6:01 pm YUWEN!!!!

Roshie Today at 6:01 pm YUWEN!!!!

Sammy Today at 6:01 pm YUWEN!!!!

The Mighty Yuwen Today at 6:01 pm WHAT?! I HAVE A POINT!

Tom Today at 6:02 pm What are we talking about?

Roshie Today at 6:02 pm Oh my god 🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️

Laurie bit her lip, feeling another sting to her heart.

"We should probably leave just make it easier on them," Sweaty said. "They're gonna forget again anyway."

Laurie Today at 6:03 pm Don't worry, Yuwen. I got it 😊

Laurie left the group chat server and tossed her phone aside, trying not to cry as she focused back on her game. She seemed to perk up when she heard the door open.

"I'm home!" Dan called out, setting his stuff on the kitchen table.

"Dad!" Laurie got up and rushed over, hugging him tight.

"Hey, Lare-bear," Dan said as he pulled her into a side hug. "How was derby practice?"

"Yeah, practice was fine. Is it all right if I go to a sleepover at my friend's house for the weekend?"

"Oh, did Taylor invite you? I overheard her talking about it after practice." Dan turned away, pulling some stuff out of the cabinets to start on dinner.

"O-Oh..." Maybe Taylor just forgot. They aren't on the same team anymore, so they don't see each other much. "No, it's one of my teammates, Sailor... He invited-"

Dan turned around, looking furious. "A boy?! Absolutely not!"

"No, no! Dad, Sailor is AFAB."

"A-what?"

"AFAB. It means Assigned Female At Birth," Laurie explained. "He's like Kai, but in the opposite direction."

"Oh..." Dan turned back around, continuing to gather ingrediants. "I still don't want you going over at a boy's house. Especially a boy I haven't met. When does this expire....?"

"No, Dad, Sailor is still figuring that stuff out!" Laurie tried to reason. "Plus, CC and Barbie are going to be there tonight, and the rest of the team will be there tomorrow! Sailor wont hurt me!"

Dan turned to face her, seeing the desperation in her puppy dog eyes. "You're absolutely sure?"

"Absolutely! Please... They invited me so I could feel like a real part of the team and be a part of their traditions..."

He sighed heavily. "Alright. Text me when you get there and if they try anything, and I mean anything, you call me immediately, got it?"

"Of course!" She rushed forward and hugged him. "Thank you thank you thank you!"

Dan gave a gentle smile and patted her back. "Anytime. Go pack your bags." He watched her run off to her room before calling out, "And don't forget your toothbrush again!"

"I won't!" Laurie started shoving clothes in her duffel bag before grabbing her phone and texting her derby team.

🧂Salty🧂Today at 6:07 pm HE SAID YES

🎀Barbie🎀 Today at 6:07 pm

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO My mama said you're riding with me. Send the address and we'll be there soon

Laurie quickly sent over her address and finished packing, giving her sister a hug and her dad a kiss on the cheek before waiting outside.

[miss-goodie-2shoes]

PIGTAILS PIGTAILS PIGTAILS PIGTAILS

[miss-goodie-2shoes]

PIGTAILS PIGTAILS PIGTAILS PIGTAILS

[mae-ples]

They're wuluwuh in my heart 💗

I LOVED WIN OR LOSE BTW IT WAS SO GOOD AND SO CUTE. 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[aliensunflower-fics]

Ladybug is ‘addicted’ to The Dupain-Cheng bakery pastries

So this is just a dumb prompt / idea I got. But what if someone (Alya/Lila/Chloe/Adrien) start to notice Ladybug’s tendency to dissapear toward or come from the direction of Marinette’s house. The entire class has talked about it before with some openly wondering if Marinette is Ladybug or if there missing something!

Adrien is adament that hell no Marinette can’t be Ladybug (because shes obviously Multimouse duh!) because how could Mari fight Akuma’s when she cant carry a box of Macaroons without tripping over herself.

At first there is not enough evidence but maybe oneday Alya just straight up catches a photo of Ladybug on Marinette’s balcony and presents it to the class, Lila hates the attention the baker is getting but hopes that maybe if Marinette is Ladybug she can get her akumatized and destroy her life.

Eventually Marinette stumbles into class late and everyone practically assaults her demanding to know if shes Ladybug when Marinette is justifiably confused (aka doing her best to feign innocence) Alya presents the information theyve gathered of Ladybug often seen heading toward/from the bakery the fact shes seen around the area often and finally the nail in the coffin- The photo! Marinette quick as a whip realizes she needs to cover her tracks and thinks of a lie just weird enough to work:

Marinette heaves a heavy sigh acting like some great weight is upon her shoulders and the class gasp and whisper could it really be? “I really didn’t want to have to tell anyone… But you guys are just too smart!” Alya is preening, Adrien jittering his leg like a madman, Lika scheming, Chloe… Horrified. “The truth is… Ladybug is addicted to my families pastrys!” Wait? What!?

Before anyone can ask Marinette launches into an explanation, that Ladybug drops by CONSTANTLY that she’s always requesting snacks from Marinette and has admitted to dropping in near daily in her civilian form! Her favorites happen to be feta spinach quiche and the chocolate breads! Marinette even says she’ll get improptu requests from Ladybug for pastry deliveries hence why shes late so often! And everyone… Believes her! Because of course Ladybug must be starving with all the akuma fights! Who are they to deny the hero of paris her chocolate breads? Alya even apologizes to Marinette for ragging on her for the constant tardiness she had no idea she was delivering treats to LADYBUG! And oh! Now Alya knows how Marinette got her all those Ladybug interviews! Isnt her bestie the BEST! Adrien is relieved and dissapointed oddly enough? But covers it with a comment about how of course their everyday ladybug was helping the parisian hero ladybug!

Marinette rejoices! Her secret is safe for another day! And she covered for her civilian life as well. What Marinette did not anticipate however - was Alya posting the story with photo included of Ladybug’s apparent love of Dupain-Cheng pastries and how hungry her and Chat Noir must be fighting Akuma’s all the time! From Alya’s blog the topic ends up being discussed on the news! With citizens and celebrities alike talking about how suddenly their concerned about how thin the super duo are and several restaurants come forward offering free food whenever the heroes are feeling hungry! The bakery itself gets flooded with bussiness Adrien is shocked one day to come home to a box of Dupain-Cheng macaroons and his father mentioning offhand that the cake he ordered was quite light.

Chat Noir is living for the new bounty of food! He cant go out on patrol anymore without being hailed down by a citizen or bussiness owner who eagerly hands him food of all kinds! Finally he knows what its like to feel FULL and what a wonderful thing it is! That is until Ladybug finds him sprawled on a roof groaning face covered in icing from a cupcake binge. Ladybug is also being offered food and though she tries her best to refuse shes met only with insistent smiles and older woman winking telling her its okay to cheat a bit on her diet! Truthfully Marinette didn’t realize just how thin she was getting and while in costume the food does seem to give her a boost of energy she never knew about. Soon she and Chat dont even realize its become a habit and the citizens of paris delight in noticing that Ladybug and Chat have both put on some weight and seem more energetic! Plus it becomes a twitter challenge to catch a photo of the super hero duo eating together either on roofs or in other odd places!

Marinette’s parents for the record: are delighted to learn that Ladybug loves their food! They just wish Marinette would have told them sooner! They make Ladybug and Chat Noir themed desserts not long after and they sell out first thing each morning. Chat cries when he see’s the little macaroons and cupcakes based on himself and makes a point to be caught eating both several times (once with Marinette herself).

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[wolaskblog]

Sigh

I guess I can't keep avoiding this forever-

First of all, no, she isn't dead, no, it wasn't a fight, she just moved away, it's just-

She ghosted us. All of us. Like, a month before summer ended. I wasn’t super close to her, but obviously I was worried because it was like she disappeared off the face of the earth.

We had to find out through the coach, like a month later. She didn’t say goodbye or anything. I think that’s what hurt them the most.

I tried to be a good friend, talk to them and all that, but… well, things didn’t really work out. We’re fine now, obviously, but yeah… things get weird if I bring up Laurie around them.

That’s mostly because we just… haven’t really talked about her. I don’t have a problem answering, though, I’d just appreciate it if people didn’t ask when they’re around.

Ah! Anyway, my mom’s here, uh, subscribe, comment, and all that stuff. Bye, chat.

Dreamteam

[pretzelcat-kip]

A collection Win or Lose incorrect quotes cuz the fandom needs feeding

Kai: Truth or dare?

Rochelle: Truth.

Kai: How many hours have you slept this week?

Rochelle:

Rochelle: Dare.

Kai: Go to sleep!

Rochelle: I don’t like this game.

Yuwen: They got pickles on them.

Kai: They do.

Yuwen: What if I don’t like pickles?

Kai: Just tell them not to put em.

Yuwen: I’ve already placed my order.

Kai: Well I don’t have pickles. Let’s trade!

Yuwen: You would do this for me?

Kai: Absolutely.

Yuwen: …

Yuwen: If you have enemies that need taken care of-

Kai: When I was like 8 or 9 years old my grandma took me to a store. And behind the counter there was this display of toys and my grandma said, “Pick out one of those toys.” And I said, “I’ll have that Wonder Woman doll!” And the woman behind the counter looked at me and said, “That toy is for little girls.” And my grandma looked at me and said, “Is that the toy you want?” And I said, “Yesss, Grandma, gimme that

✨Wonder Woman doooll!✨”

And she bought the doll for me and the woman shot me a dirty look. And the moral of the story, I think we can all agree, is that GRANDMA MADE ME TRANS!

Laurie: I made this friendship bracelet for you.

Rochelle: Oh, you know, I’m not really a jewelry person.

Laurie: You don’t have to wear it.

Rochelle: No I’m gonna wear it. Forever. Back off.

Ira: We’re going to a candy store?

Taylor: What? No, it’s midnight. Candy stores are closed.

Yuwen: We’re gonna rob a candy store?!

Yuwen: I can be your partner for the next race.

Taylor: Sorry, Yuwen. It’s a sibling race.

Ira: Maybe there’s a contest for lonely children after this.

Taylor: It’s only children, Ira. A lonely child is what you’re gonna be when I sell you.

Frank: You know the sound that a fork makes in the garbage disposal? That’s the sound that my brain makes all the time.

Yuwen: I only have one emotion: anger.

Taylor: You texted me a hundred heart emojis earlier.

Yuwen: Out of anger.

Kai, stuck on a ladder: I’m scared, dad.

James: Do you trust me, kid?

Kai: Yes.

James: Come on, kid.

*Kai falls*

Rule number one, never trust anybody.

Rochelle: You can’t make everyone like you. You’re not Laurie.

Yuwen: What? Not everyone likes Laurie.

Rochelle: Who doesn’t?

Yuwen: Well-

Rochelle, pulling out a bat with nails stuck in it: Give me their names.

Yuwen, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him?

Rochelle: You did WHAT-

Kai: William Snakespeare.

Rochelle: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to Coach Dan and Mr. James’ conversation?

Kai: Me. I’m in the laundry basket.

Yuwen: I’m in the washing machine.

Laurie: I’m in the closet.

Kai: We accept you, Laurie. <3

Laurie: No. I’m literally in the closet.

Taylor: Love is love. <3

Taylor: Babe, I’m breaking up-

Yuwen: I’m pregnant.

Taylor: I mean the call.

Yuwen: Right, sorry. I panicked.

Kai: WHY IS THE FIRST AID KIT FILLED WITH SOUP?!

Yuwen, bleeding out: Well it was funny at the time.

Laurie, watching Rochelle and Kai panic: What’s going on?

Yuwen: Rochelle is having a midlife crisis and Kai is just having a crisis.

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Win or Lose / Httyd AU

the reference does not belong to me

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What would the ˋWin or Loseˋ Characters have for Pokémon ?

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My Win or Lose OC

The red X Team, an enemy team to the pickle team

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Win or lose characters with httyd dragons