Camembert is the one for me!

An RP/Ask blog for the Kwami Plagg from Miraculous Ladybug.

[plaggisms-blog]

~Sorry for the inactivity. Plagg is being so difficult and grumpy.

[lxckylxdied]

                      “This is it. This is how I die. Harassment by a blob cat child.”

[plaggisms-blog]

“Just need macaroons or cheese, cheese works too.”

[lxckylxdied]

                   “YOU. I will shove you back in the macaroon box!!”

[plaggisms-blog]

“Give me some macaroons and I’ll quiet down.”

[plaggisms-blog]

“I may or may not be ‘shipping’ two people. It may or may not be a certain Marinette and a certain fluffy brat.”

[clumsyluckbug-blog]

She made her way downstairs looking around. Huh. No signs of her parents. Marinette assumed they were at work. That was fine with her. As she made her way towards the counter she turned on the stove prepping it for tea before putting the kettle in the sink. She turned on the tap and began to fill it.

Humming softly she pulled away from the sink collecting a cup for herself, searching for the kind of tea what she wanted.

[plaggisms-blog]

It took a few moments before the kettle filled enough for it to really bother the small, black cat. Eyes shooting opened he let out a startled hiss as he pressed himself against the side of the kettle with enough force to cause it to scoot one way slightly. He couldn’t help his instincts but the realization that someone was probably near enough to the kettle to have heard his actions then hit him.

Now Plagg had two choices try to run or fake being a stuffed toy while sitting in the evil water. Knowing he’d not have the energy to get far he quickly settled in the water, trying to keep still as possible.

[technoheart-archive1]

     “That’d be a more believable argument if you didn’t insist on being pampered 24/7, rodent.”

     And yet, despite Hiro’s remark, he was still paying small offerings of cheese and crackers to Plagg as they spoke. Plagg was the power source for the Black Cat Miraculous, after all, he deserved some sort of treat for the work he did–Hiro just wasn’t going to admit as much out loud.

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“You know what you’d look great with? Small braids all through your hair with small ribbons to tie the braids off.” Plagg announced. It could have been taken as a slight threat if not for the Kwami continuing to lazily eat cheese and crackers.

“Rainbow of ribbons strewn all through your fluff.”

[theforgottenhamada]

   Tadashi chuckled, he reached out to pet Plagg on the head with a finger. “There’s two ways to handle it, don’t drag him back here and try to wrap him up in bubble wrap until the next time. Or… Trust your handy esp.” he was never going to explain that he had a small tracker sewn into Hiro’s hoodies. It only activated if his body’s levels spiked a certain way.

Usually though, when transformed, he couldn’t get a lock on the tracker. So he had to trust Plagg to bring his brother home.

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Enjoying the pets Plagg grinned as the first idea was said.

“If you’ve never done the first idea you must. Seeing that kid barely be able to walk in a suit made of bubble wrap would be hilarious. It could also turn into a great stress reliever if we popped the bubbles before freeing him from his confines.” In all truth the Kwami just wanted to watch the teen have to waddle-walk while wearing the bubble wrap.

[technoheart-archive1]

     “Y’know, for a magical, flying rat, you seem pretty reliant on other people feeding you.” Despite the comment, Hiro held up an offering of cheese on a cracker. As much as he was going to later regret the crumbs in his hair, he had his aunt’s inability to say ‘no’ to hungry felines.

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“Come on I’m way better looking than a rat.” Plagg complained, taking the offering and munching on it. To his defense he was attempting to keep the crumbs at a minimum, it was difficult though.

“Also I think I deserve to be pampered sometimes, don’t tell me you’re not the same way some days.”

[theforgottenhamada]

Tadashi chuckled as Plagg came over to complain. He hadn’t told Hiro he knew about the Kwami’s existence yet. “Because we are, and we kinda balance ourselves out. Was he being reckless again?”

[plaggisms-blog]

“They should make up a new word just for him, amp up what it means to be reckless!” So maybe it was a little exaggeration but Plagg worried about the ones that held the miraculous, not just because it could end badly for him but it would end badly for the others also.

Hovering closer to a solid surface he sighed. “So you’ve had to deal with him for-- probably since he could walk?”

[lxckylxdied]

As the box opened up more than a fraction, she realized whatever it was inside the box was as large as her hand, and apparently no longer moving. Had she scared it? She narrowed her eyes and lifted her now rolled up notebook, having swapped it out from the book to her shoulder level, about ready to start smashing like crazy if she had to.  Once she opened the box completely and nearly brought the notebook down, she stopped at what she saw. A - well, it sort of looked like a cat. It was black, with green eyes, though laying perfectly still. She’d seen this act before, and her stomach dropped somewhat.                                    There was a Kwami in her macaroon box.  Not only that, it was a cat Kwami, two + two = this is chat’s Kwami.  He was in the school!? Was he okay? Was he hurt? Why was his Kwami covered in macaroon crumbs? Also, where did all her macaroons go!? She felt panic settling in and immediately scooped up the little being, using her jacket for cover as she stood and started on her way out the door toward a quieter part of the school away from the other classmates.  “What are you doing here? Is something wrong?” she whispered quietly, cupping her hands around the larger Kwami and frowning in concern. Surely there was an important reason for the Chat Noir Kwami to be there! … Right?

[plaggisms-blog]

The Kwami in question continued his act until a few seconds after the question was asked there was something in Marinette’s tone that made him feel as if she knew exactly what he was. Plagg still couldn’t completely trust her though. Flying from her hands, after making sure the coast was clear, he wiped the remaining crumbs off himself.

“How do I know I can trust you with the answer?” He questioned. All he knew of his female was Adrien and her seemed to be friends but he wasn’t going to spill everything right off the bat.

“You seem to know who I am but that could mean you want me for my great power. Most people would have been fooled by the act I pulled.”

[clumsyluckbug-blog]

Boy it had gotten late in a hurry. Marinette wasn’t sure she was going to make it home before her parents noticed she was gone. Her battle with the akuma took longer than anticipated, but with Chat Noir’s help she was able to purify it and get home just in time.

The heroine landed on the rooftop, detransforming quickly as so no one would see her. Thank goodness. She leaned against the railing letting out a soft sigh as she began to relax. “Talk about a busy day… Ugh.” She murmured to herself as she pushed off the railing, her hand picking up the tea kettle. Tea sounded like a good idea right now. Least then she could unwind before homework.

[plaggisms-blog]

Plagg was asleep by the time Marinette got home. The the tea kettle wasn’t the most comfortable of beds but it wasn’t the worst either. He woke slightly as the place he was residing in had swayed, he was quick to put it off as the wind or a bird landing atop the kettle though and closed his eyes again.

He was still worried about Adrien but there was not much he could do without energy.

[black-cat-of-misfortune]

Never noticed this before but, Adrien and Plagg are making the SAME pose.

AND THIS IS TOO CUTE.

[pachimellie-deactivated20181218]

Adrien now knows not to leave any unattended coffee mugs around his room

[mirzers]

I want a Tikki and Plagg reunion, thanks. (available on redbubble)

[plaggisms-blog]

@theforgottenhamada Complaints and whining

“How exactly are you two brothers again? Don’t get me wrong he’s a good kid and all but you both are sooo different. You’re more calm and collected while he’s pretty.. not those things. Sometimes it’s fun but other times his actions put me on edge.” Plagg needed a good venting session and what better participant than the older brother of his miraculous holder?

[plaggisms-blog]

~I’m having trouble thinking of good starters for @theforgottenhamada and @dcssincr . Aauuugghhh.

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@technoheart Hungry Kwami

“When are we going to get food?” Plagg asked, laying in the boys fluff of hair, he’d never actually say the words but he loved using Hiro’s hair as a bed. Who wouldn’t?