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@randomtothecore-blr
me: *writes fic*
me: great! time to post to ao3-
ao3 summary box: *exists*
me:
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Lol I’m the exact opposite I am constantly coming up with summaries in my head, like word for word, messing with sentence order and everything, but then I go to write something and there’s absolutely nothing there
I wrote a whole 40 chapter book just because of a small summary that wouldn’t leave my head :0
You can’t expect me to be OK after the last chapter of Personal Assistant Adrien Agreste! You expect me to be productive? You expect me to function after this chapter?! You expect me to do anything else besides thinking about this chapter?!
You’re really sweet omg T^T
But they’ve only just hugged! and Adrien is so oblivious, it pains me to even write him.They both don’t even know what’s coming next, those two dorks XDD (I’m sorry, I’m such a sappy writer.)
Your comments make me really happy and you’re one of the most positive and amazing people I’ve met in this fandom. Stay happy and safe!
~Capture~
That’s got to be dangerous, he thinks. They say that opposites should never collide, or the consequences are drastic.
But isn’t that what they are? Two complete opposites? A mere Knight and a beautiful princess, kissing under the moonlit sky, like fire dancing with rain?
His lips move against hers slowly and tantalizingly, and she pulls pack with a gasp and a pant before kissing him again, and again, and dear god there is no helping it, he’s drowning faster than a man tied to a giant rock sinking into the sea.
Is he not just a sunflower, after all? But rather, is he the moon now? Vital and significant to the sun, but only capturing it’s light and never being able to meet. Spinning round and round in an orbit and yearning to meet the star, when already knowing that their collision can cause absolute havoc.
Their stomachs flutter and their faces feel hot, but they don’t stop, even as she drives her hands into his hair and he leans on one hand to cup her face with the other. Even as they both release simultaneous embarrassed moans and whisper each other’s name. And Adrien feels like there is only one mantra chanting in his mind this time, and it’s Marinette, Marinette, Marinette…
And none of them are in their right minds to notice the dark cloaked figure witnessing the whole scene.
Because when opposites meet, chaos inevitably ensues.
read my mess of a story, Personal Assistant Adrien Agreste,
and check out the A R T
IT’S HERE.
The poster for Le Soleil Noir, a Netteflix (Netteflix?!?!) series in @randomtothecore-blr‘s book Personal Assistant Adrien Agreste.
Ps. I didn’t draw the knight’s face, so you don’t know if it’s Adrien or Felix 😈
FUCKING HELL?!?!
*ETERNAL SCREECHING*
THIS IS?? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH??!?!
IM LITERALLY CRYING??? FUCKING THANK YOU BUT ITS NOT ENOUGH BECAUSE THIS DESERVES GOLDEN LOVE AAAUNNNDDHHDHFFFFHHHHHHHGGGGGG??????
~Cold~
Felix leaned his head closer to her ear, the smirk ever present on his face, as he said, “I’m no quitter, Ms. Marinette.” She felt his arms tighten around her and she got the signal and smiled at the camera. She felt him press his lips to the shell of her ear and she stiffened. He then whispered.
“We are nothing but actors, merely slaves to our audiences. We do what they like,” He said and jerked his head in a direction. Marinette followed his gaze as he said, “And yet, there still remain some who love to hate.”
She found Adrien standing rigidly behind the crew, his fists tightly closed as he glared at them.
She felt her blood run cold, and her eyes widened.
Before she could worry over what could possibly cause that reaction from her assistant, Felix pulled away from her and demanded a break, and that was when she realized that the glare was not directed at her,
But at Felix.
i don’t know, but does anyone else hear the song Copycat by Billie? Those vibes in this one ~~
A small part of the latest chapter :’)
Read my mess of a story, Personal Assistant Adrien Agreste from the Personal Assistant AU.
@randomtothecore-blr am i?? dead???
OMG I JUST READ THIS NOW XD
Of course you’re not! I didn’t want to burden you, is all! ^^ Your art is amazing but you already have commissions that you complain about. I will annoy you later XP
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“Your hand is warm.”
“It is because my skin has sensors and is capable of adapting to the temperature of the environment. My body can absorb and radiate heat, and I have synthetic acceptors that can detect any stimuli within ten feet. See?” She smiled. “I’m human.”
Adrien frowned. “No you’re not.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
A new chapter? 🥺 👉👈
When Duty and Desire Meet Keeps Getting STOLEN
In the space of 24 hours, @edendaphne and I have found WDDM stolen on Wattpad TWICE.
In TWENTY FOUR HOURS.
I am so tired of my fics getting stolen onto that site. I don’t really like wattpad as a platform, the UX stresses me out and the comments can be really toxic and anxiety inducing (a lot of “WRITE MOAR” comments). The thieves are really out here forcing my hand because they won’t stop. I’m having to post my stories on a website that gives me anxiety. That’s seriously messed up.
The first thief’s upload had NINE THOUSAND READS.
NINE THOUSAND.
ON A STORY THEY STOLE.
COMMENTS ON A STORY THAT EDEN AND I SPENT HOURS AND HOURS AND HOUR OF TIME ON.
It’s infuriating, it sucks, and it hurts beyond belief.
You aren’t doing it “because you wanted to share the story” you aren’t doing it “because you wanted it on Wattpad so others could see it.”
You’re doing it because it’s a well-liked fic, with fantastic art, and you want to steal something that doesn’t belong to you for fake internet clout. Be honest with yourself. And another thing-
STOP. IT.
But hopefully once I’ve uploaded all of my stories, the thieving will stop. Eden has said that ULAK stopped getting stolen once she uploaded it so fingers crossed. My username is midnight_starry there, same as my twitter. So if you see WDDM posted under that name- ITSA ME! Anyone else though? That’s not me. Dats a thief.
Thank you to the peeps who gave Eden a heads up about the story. It means a lot that people are out there standing up against thieves, and sorry for getting huffy and annoyed on this post. But art and fic plagiarists really do upset me.
Edit: This is just a little note to say that if I do discover that you’ve stolen my fic (and I will) I will go ahead and report you straight away. I wont message you first. I will just straight up report you.
And it pisses me off when
a) Someone steals the work.
b) Has the audacity to copy THE EXACT AUTHOR’S NOTES as well so that they make it less suspicious that they fucking stole the work (I’ve researched this and people tend to even EDIT the author’s note if there is a dead giveaway for the fic to be copied and paste their own names there. THAT’S NOT UNINTENTIONAL DAMMIT.)
c)Keeps receiving and eating up comments like “Wow your writing is so good keep it up” or “You’re so underrated! you deserve so much more recognition” and doesn’t reply with a “no it’s not my work’ but ‘<3333′
d) And I seriously don’t understand when people don’t even get suspicious that the work might not even belong to the person. I mean no offense to any individual because sometimes these thieves are pretty clever. But sometimes you look at a person’s previous work and the next work is a sudden jump from Incarrect Gremmar to Shakespearean Philosophy.
If you feel even a little bit suspicious, don’t hesitate to try to search for the original work or ask the author if the content is original. If you know the writer’s official account somewhere (such as commonly ao3) don’t hesitate to ask if the person posting the work on another website is really them or not. IT’S A GREAT HELP FOR AUTHORS BECAUSE THEY SACRIFICE THEIR TIME, THEIR BRAINS, AND THEIR SLEEP FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT.
Wait, you're writing those Personal Assistant AUs??? Omg!!! I'm a sucker for that AU and you made me love it so much more!!!! Keep up the great work!!
UWU Thank you!!
Appreciation post to my favorite ML authors:
I’m gonna plug all the author’s AO3 accounts so you can start binge reading!
@chocoluckchipz (AO3)
All her fics are GOLD! Everything she writes is beautiful!! I literally don’t have words to express how BEAUTIFUL HER FICS ARE!! She can draw too HAVE YOU SEEN HER ADRIENETTE APRIL ART?! ♥️
@thenovelartist (AO3)
She’s literally a novel artist!! Her fics are chef kiss PERFECTION! She literally paint a novel in words! Like what kind of SUPER POWER??? How did you make me see with words?! ♥️
@chanceuseladynoire (AO3)
She’s SO NICE!! I love her fics!! I binged them then proceeded to shout all my love and support at her then I yelled at all my friends to READ HER FICS!!! Seriously it’ll change your life for the better!♥️
@gryffindorcls (AO3)
I love Chelsea! She’s the sweetest sweetie!! Her fics are fluffy delights and extremely well written!! (Currently binge reading her fics!) If you need fluffy goodness READ HER FICS!!! ♥️
@edendaphne (AO3)
I literally stop everything I’m doing when Eden updates fics! I’m addicted to her fics! Also, I am IN LOVE with her art! ♥️
@midnightstarlightwrites (AO3)
She has BEAUTIFUL FICS! She has such a way with words! She’ll have you laughing in one scene then crying your eyes out the next scene! *coughSmouldercough* *coughAllThatJazzcough* ♥️
@nobu-akuma (AO3)
Ahhhh! Nobu! She has SOOOO many good fics! She has fluff, she has laughs, she has soon to be from me tears! She’ll destroy you then give you some fluff as an apology. ♥️
@falling-oceans (AO3)
Oceans has me rolling on the floor laughing with tears in my eyes from her Miraculous Union series! And she’s SUCH a sweetie! ♥️
@lyradaisical (AO3)
Not only does she make fabulous fics! She has beautiful artwork to go with it! AND she has a YouTube channel where she reads her fics to you! What more could you need?! ♥️
@lyramae-archer (AO3)
Her fics are lovely! And always SO CREATIVE AND FUN! Like hello? have you even read her bookworm fic?
@macaronsforchat (AO3)
She’s a sweetie!! She’s being working her derrière off for the fluff week, and the love square months, and Christmas in July like girl is working and all her stories will make your heart melt! GUARANTEED!! ♥️
@randomtothecore-blr (AO3)
I LOVE her fics!! I’m WEAK for her personal assistant AU she has going on now! Also, she’s super fun to chat with her in the comments! ♥️
@imthepunchlord (AO3)
Besides punching me in the feelings, I always get a variety of different fics from the lovely punch lord! ♥️
@freedom-shamrock (AO3)
Her BAMF Mari series is I C O N I C!!! I’m always in the ground laughing every time I read it! And Speaking on my behalf killed me lol!! ♥️
@peachcitt (AO3)
Bone tea boom! You’ll have a roller coaster of emotions you never know WHAT to expect! Also she’s starting to read fics on her YouTube channel!! (She has a lovely reading voice!) ♥️
@themiraculousladyblog (AO3)
She’s a total sweetie! And her fics are adorable! She’s most well known for her incorrect quotes, but did you know she writes too?! ♥️
THANK YOU SO MUCH. I’m so honored I can’t!!!! I don’t!!!! WAAAAAHH<3333
Being Adrien Agreste.
For @ladynoirjuly2020 (Cuddles)
Please don’t mind me popping out of nowhere and leaving this one-shot here. Just Chat Noir getting the love he deserves from his lady. Take this good old piece of FLUFF. Have a nice day!
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Adrien was seriously exhausted.
First he had continuous practice, and might he add, in the presence of a strict and seriously pissed coach of basketball for the upcoming match. Every guy in the class was exhausted after the long day, but momentarily happy because they could later go home and sleep their asses off. At least that was what Nino said he would do; it was only plausible that others would be doing the same.
But Adrien Agreste couldn't, no sir.
After school he was directly shoved into his other routines which included his Chinese Gibberish, Piano Crap-a-Trap, Fencing-Non Sensing, and lots of unnecessary Photo-Shits.
There were at least five shifts (five shifts!) in that photo-shoot, rendering the blond tired and completely exhausted in the end along with the complaints from the cameraman that 'it wasn't good enough', but Adrien was droopy more than pissed to snap at the guy that there was so much a person could do after five hours of sports, and two hours of constant standing.
And since his eyes were stinging and it was hard for him to keep them open, every job was becoming increasingly hard to complete. He felt his eyes burn so much that he was afraid they might wither and shrink in the sockets. Adrien regretted using his phone all night, trying to once act like a normal and rebellious teen to stay up all night. He should've known that one can only do such things when they are... normal.
And now that he was trying to sit in the back seat and his eyes instantly landed on someone that was most definitely an Akuma, Adrien cursed under his breath. As if on cue, his muscles started to ache in every part of his body, his every joint hurting and his head throbbing and his eyes burning. Adrien still sighed and got back out of the car, ignoring his assistant's questioning gaze. He didn't even bother to give an excuse and jogged somewhere safe.
Adrien peaked at the villain causing havoc everywhere and found out he was an athlete. The blond actually growled, causing even his kwami, the god of destruction, to squirm in his jacket.
"Claws out."
Chat Noir exercised his muscles a bit. Stretched his legs. Jogged. Cracked his knuckles. Slapped his face a few times. But the tiredness remained. The droopy eyed black cat glanced at the Akuma again. It seemed like he was one of those villains that always exhausted the heroes and extended the fight longer than necessary. Chat Noir groaned again.
He. Just. Wanted. To. Fucking. Sleep.
He saw a tiny red figure out there, now fighting the villain that called itself Destructeur.
Ladybug.
It wasn't until she let out a startled yell at the blow in her stomach that Chat Noir's eyes snapped open to full alert and he jumped into action.
He bent down in front of the heroine as she sat up and rubbed her abdomen in annoyance. "Where were you?!" She all but exclaimed in frustration.
Chat Noir smiled despite himself. Her demeanor always managed to lift his spirits, no matter how bitter she could be.
"Oh, I was just chilling, bugaboo." Ladybug groaned as Chat Noir looked up at the villain that had gone nuts, "Well, aren't we in a cat-astrophic situation."
Ladybug stood up, readying her yoyo, "The only situation I'll be in will be kick-asstrophic. Let's get this over with, Chaton." She ran forward as Chat blinked. And then he barked out a laugh.
The plan, according to Ladybug, was to distract the villain as usual so that she could grab the damn obvious medal around Destructeur's neck. She couldn't help but notice something akin to... exhaustion? Flashing in her kitty's eyes before he immediately hid it and winked, dashing in the man's direction.
Ladybug frowned. She could feel that something was wrong with him, if the unsettling restlessness she felt in her heart was any indication. They were two halves of a whole, after all. And it had been a while since she found out that they could feel each other's mood shifts.
Pushing it aside to be dealt with later, Ladybug ran towards the villain as well, where she saw Chat Noir desperately trying to trigger and run from the raged athlete. Of course, it was a freaking athlete they were talking about. Of course that athlete had to tire them from all the running and fighting. If even Ladybug was exhausted, one could only guess what Chat Noir was going through.
But he still pushed himself forward, his muscles aching and paining and his breath labored and mind fuzzy as he said, I can still push my strength. Just a little more. I can fight as long as I'm able to stand on my feet.
His head bobbed back countless times due to a rush of nausea, but he was not going to leave this on his Lady to deal with alone. He could feel her worrying glances in his direction every once in a while, and he tried to give her his devious smirk which she obviously didn't buy. In the end, thankfully, Desctructeur got a little tired too (Or perhaps Hawkmoth just got bored), and Ladybug took that one millisecond chance to tackle him and take his akumatized object.
Chat Noir sighed in relief as the purification followed, and willed himself to Just a little more strength. Just give Ladybug a reassuring smile and a fist bump and go home. Just. This. Little. Strength.
He got up chiding himself as Ladybug finally started coming towards him. He took a deep breath, and smiled at her. "Welp! I'm thankful that it's all wrapped up!" Why was his voice shaking? "But it's a tragedy we have to cut our meeting short now." He said as he kissed the back of her hand sloppily. Ladybug rolled her eyes, "We haven't used our powers, so we have a lot of time." She stated and then eyed him. "Are you okay, Chat?"
"What can possibly happen to this cat, Ladybug?" He said smoothly. Another rush of nausea.
They saw the reporters coming their way, and Ladybug looked at Chat Noir worriedly, "Hey, are you- CHAT?!"
In a quick motion she stepped up to get hold of an almost collapsing Chat Noir in her strong arms. Her heart beat was erratic at what she had witnessed; his eyes had rolled back as he fell forward, and if she hadn't caught him he would've been lying sprawled on the ground. And it didn't help that he was shaking. And she could tell how bad it was because he was putting all his weight on her.
"Chaton, what happened?" Utter shock worry laced her voice. Chat Noir only shook his head, his eyes closed. As the press drew near, Ladybug quickly shouted an apology to them and, ignoring their worried questions about the black-clad hero, she zipped out with Chat Noir in her arm.
"Chat Noir, please tell me you're okay. Please. Speak to me!" She hyperventilated. She landed on a roof nearby, letting him lie down in her lap as she caressed his face. "Kitty, what happened? Please say something!" Being herself, she was already imagining all type of worst scenarios; him having a terminal disease, dying, going into a coma, becoming mentally unstable-
"Tired..." He croaked out, and Ladybug released a long relieved sigh while ignoring his offended expression.
"Don't get me wrong," Ladybug started, "You got me really worried. I thought it was something serious."
"This is serious..." Chat Noir groaned as he leaned into her warm body, pressing his head to her chest where he could hear her heartbeat, making him smile.
So... warm.
Ladybug sighed or hummed in understanding, wrapping her arms around his frame to cradle him like a child, a fond and sympathetic smile on her lips. "You deserve a rest, kitty."
So...Calming.
Chat Noir sniffed with closed eyes, taking in Ladybug's scent and Ladybug's hands around him and Ladybug's soothing voice and just Ladybug. Was she... was she humming?
He felt her pet his hair slowly and deliciously as he stifled a moan of delight. This was heaven.
So...amazing.
He was blushing. He knew he was with the heat in his face and ears. But he couldn't bring himself to care as he hugged the Lady of his dreams tighter.
So... comforting.
So...
Ladybug felt a snore escape from the cat in her arms, smiling fondly at his sleeping form. She knew Chat Noir was an extremely energetic person who always pushed himself to never get tired. So if he was in such a state, Ladybug knew better than to wake him up. So she sang him a lullaby, rocked him slowly, gave him all the comfort she could right there, knowing she couldn't do anything else because of their identities.
Chat Noir was out worse than she thought. She was sure that if she slapped him he wouldn't wake up still. This just made her feel sorry for him even more. Ladybug placed a soft kiss on his cheek, cupping his sleeping face as she studied his peaceful features and that small smile lingering on his lips. She placed another kiss on his temple.
"Good kitty." She cooed.
She traced her finger from his forehead to his cheek, then down to his chin, her eyes trailing the movement. She leaned her head closer to study his face. Ladybug always thought that Chat Noir looked way too handsome for his own good, but she couldn’t help but admit that up close he looked like an angel; peaceful and ethereal with his glowing, flawless skin. Her curious blue eyes raked his face, until she realized that she was brushing her thumb over his lower lip. As his hot breath fanned her own lips, Ladybug jerked back with a start at their proximity.
Wow, she’d really leaned closer to him without realizing. Her eyes looked at his closed eyelids, and she couldn’t help herself but lightly peck both of them, eliciting a soft mewl out of him. A fond smile found her lips. She hugged him just a bit more tightly.
“My selfless chaton.”
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BONUS:
Plagg: She kissed you on the cheek.
Adrien: W-What?!? She did? When I was asleep?
Plagg: AnD sHe GaVe YoU a WhOLe LoT oF kiiiiiisssesss aNd looooooovee aFtErwArDs~
Adrien: P-Plagg, please elaborate! How many? And w-where?
Plagg: I'll leave that a secret, 'good kitty'~
Adrien: PLAGG NO YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME IN THE DARK LIKE THAT-
Yeah… Absolutely…
Whoa HOLD IT YOU DON’T WANT THIS OLD LADY TO FAINT, DO YOU?!?!
As you can see Adrien is a “mauvais garçon”! (●♡∀♡) Credits: Fandom: Miraculous Adrinette Au Title: Personal Assistant Ms. Dupain-Cheng Link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/208923797-personal-assistant-ms-dupain-cheng Written by Randomtothecore on Wattpad :
https://www.wattpad.com/user/randomtothecore
Summary:
Adrien Agreste, soon to be the CEO of the Gabriel brand, wants to get rid of responsibilities. Gabriel has assigned him a good post at the workplace so that he learns a thing or two about business, but Adrien and his rebellious mind want nothing but to procrastinate; just to taunt his father.
Seeing his son’s lack of interest in… almost everything, Gabriel, knowing that Adrien hates being monitored or looked after, assigns him a personal assistant to make sure he gets back in line with life. As a punishment.
A very sweet punishment named Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
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Adrien Agreste is a Bad Boy. Well, he’s pretty sure he is and that’s exactly what he wants to reflect. Until a certain bold (but rather oblivious) bluenette enters his life, turning it upside down. How is he supposed to keep up the act of cool when his assistant just wouldn’t stop being so darn… herself?! And why does Adrien feel like there’s more to her life than she lets on? He’s curious about her, all the while trying his best to hide his own secrets.
He’s in one heck of a mess, isn’t he?
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Illustrated by me: I decided to illustrate one of my favorite moments of this story! (=ↀωↀ=)
If any of you like Badboy Adrien Fanfiction I highly recommend this one! (๑♡⌓♡๑)
Have a nice day!♡´･ᴗ･`♡
I CAN FINALLY REBLOG THISSSSSS.
The scene is SO ACCURATE and just the way I had in mind!
Personal Assistant Ms. Dupain Cheng
Adrien Agreste, soon to be the CEO of the Gabriel brand, wants to get rid of responsibilities. Gabriel has assigned him a good post at the workplace so that he learns a thing or two about business, but Adrien and his rebellious mind want nothing but to procrastinate; just to taunt his father.
Seeing his son’s lack of interest in… almost everything, Gabriel, knowing that Adrien hates being monitored or looked after, assigns him a personal assistant to make sure he gets back in line with life. As a punishment.
A very sweet punishment named Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
*** *** *** Adrien Agreste is a Bad Boy. Well, he's pretty sure he is and that's exactly what he wants to reflect. Until a certain bold (but rather oblivious) bluenette enters his life, turning it upside down. How is he supposed to keep up the act of cool when his assistant just wouldn't stop being so darn... herself?! And why does Adrien feel like there's more to her life than she lets on? He's curious about her, all the while trying his best to hide his own secrets.
He's in one heck of a mess, isn't he? *** *** ***
Read my story on Wattpad! For easy access to art and visuals.
Read my story on ao3! where it was originally posted.
Finally, I can release this beautiful spoiler.
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Is Marinette okay??
She doesn’t look so good.
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