#chloinette

[cheeseeatingtrashmonster]

Sweet and Sour Secrets

Ao3

Day 5: Family and Friends

-

"This is going to be a disaster."

"You're being ridiculous."

Marinette and Chloe stood in the dark, empty bakery, hand in hand and facing the stairs to the Dupain-Cheng home.

Marinette shook her head. "No, this is... My parents remember how we used to-"

"I'm different! That has to count for something!" She huffed. "That's why I brought flowers and wine. To show how different I am. I run the mayor's office! I'm an excellent student." She turned to face Marinette. "And I really, really love their daughter. That has to count for something."

Marinette let out a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding and turned to face Chloe. She leaned in until their foreheads touched and let herself get lost in Chloe's scent. Expensive perfume, the shampoo and conditioner the hotel provided for their guests, minty toothpaste. This close together, she could even catch the light scent of her makeup. Chloe always smelled nice.

"That counts for everything to me," she said. "So I just have to make it clear to them that it should count for them, too."

"That's the spirit, Marinette!" Tikki chirped.

"You make a fine and regal leader, My Queen," Pollen said.

They fed their kwamis from the box in the bakery's kitchen of pastries that didn't sell that day, made sure they were hidden, and went up the stairs.

"Mom? Dad?"

"Marinette?" Tom called from the kitchen. "Is your mystery girlfriend with you? I can't believe you wouldn't even give us her name before she-"

Tom stood at the edge of the kitchen, staring openly.

"Marinette, could you step out of the doorway, sweetie?"

Marinette and Chloe turned around to see Sabine with an armful of plates, napkins, and a tablecloth. She put on a polite smile over her confusion.

"Chloe, it's nice to see you. I'd invite you to stay for dinner, but we already have something set up for tonight."

Marinette froze. She could feel her father behind her, staring at everyone. She could almost hear her mother asking, "Marinette, why did you invite Chloe upstairs if your girlfriend is on her way over?"

I am in no way prepared for this night, she thought.

"It's nice to see you, too, Mrs. Cheng." Chloe put her gifts on the stairs to Marinette's room and reached for the plates on top of the pile in Sabine's arms. "Let me help you with that."

Sabine handed off the plates, but didn't step any farther into the room. Her eyes were fixed on the bottle of wine and bouquet of flowers.

"Chloe?"

Chloe set down the plates and turned to Sabine again, chin held high and hands clasped in front of herself. "Yes?"

"Is it you?"

Chloe looked to Marinette. Marinette almost started crying on the spot. Even now, when there was almost no chance of keeping the secret any longer, of convincing her parents otherwise, Chloe looked to Marinette. She wanted her to be comfortable, to choose to say yes.

"Mom, Dad... Chloe is my girlfriend."

-

Ladybug had landed on Chloe’s balcony shortly after sunset. Chloe let her in, throwing a blanket around her shoulders as she detransformed.

“Was I expecting you?” Chloe asked, kissing her wind-chilled cheek.

"Nope! I just wanted to see you. Is that alright?"

"I was going to draft a response to those nitpicky street cleaners, but that can wait. They can all wait."

"I'm not getting involved in your feud with the street cleaners," Marinette said, sitting on the couch and pulling Chloe down onto her lap. "What are the chances I can distract you with a movie?"

Chloe kissed her, fingers of one hand sliding up her neck and into her hair while the other hand found the remote and flipped the TV on without looking.

"What are the chances I can distract you from a movie?"

Marinette wrapped her arms around Chloe's waist and pulled her close. "Probably pretty high."

It wasn't fifteen minutes into their movie and makeout before the door to Chloe's suite opened unexpectedly.

"Chloe, Princess, did you know about this unpleasantness with the street cleaners? One of them just called my personal- Chloe?"

Chloe and Marinette turned to see Mayor Bourgeois in the doorway.

"Daddy!" Chloe screeched, "you know I don't like it when you forget to knock!"

"Chloe, are you..." He looked back and forth between the two girls. "Is this... are you dating?"

Chloe stood and pulled Marinette to her feet. She held her hand and walked across the room (which felt like miles) to stand before her father.

"Daddy, Marinette is my girlfriend."

-

"What a week!" Marinette said, leaning against her locker.

"Oh? What were you up to this week?" Alya asked, not looking up from her phone.

"Oh just... stuff. Did you want to come over and eat day-old pastries to spoil our dinners while we work on homework?"

"Yeah, sounds good."

"Great!" Marinette picked up her bag and started for the exit. "I could really use some help with that thing from math class today. I tried to ask a question, but she didn't stop to answer it, so I got most of it, but if you understood and could explain it, I'd really- Alya?"

Alya was not at Marinette's side. She turned around to see Alya still staring at her phone by her locker.

"Alya?" She put her hand on Alya's wrist, giving a gentle tug. "Earth to Alya?"

Alya looked up at her, eyes wide. "Girl, I guess you really were busy this week," she said as she turned her phone screen towards Marinette.

"What do you mean?" Marinette took the phone. On the screen was a picture of Chat Noir that she assumed Alya had taken in the past couple days. She was about to ask what Chat Noir had to do with her busy week or Alya’s weird reaction when Alya reached over to zoom in on a few people behind Chat Noir's shoulder.

It was a picture of her and Chloe. They were holding hands. Chloe was kissing her on the cheek and Marinette was grinning, possibly mid-giggle. It was a little blurry, but definitely them.

"I know you have a thing with keeping things private," Alya said, cocking her head to the side as she angled the phone back to herself, a small smile creeping on her face, "so I'm not like, upset or surprised or whatever that you kept it secret. You two are kinda cute together."

Marinette felt her shoulders relax. "Oh my gosh, Alya. I didn't realize how worried I was that you would be mad that I didn't tell you until you said that." She threw her arms around Alya. "I'm so glad I can tell you now. I'm in love with Chloe and I've been dating her for eleven months now!"

Alya hugged her back. "Good for you, girl. I noticed how happy you'd been this year. I'm sorry it came out this way instead of when you felt ready though."

Marinette pulled back and shrugged, linking her arm through Alya's as they walked. "Chloe's been ready for a while now, and we just told our parents earlier this week. I hadn't decided on exactly when, but I was going to tell you soon."

Rose and Chloe were talking on the front steps when Marinette and Alya exited. The four stood talking for a few minutes. While Chloe was looking up the number of her manicurist for Rose to surprise Juleka with a gift card for their anniversary, a text popped up. When she opened it, she saw a picture of Chat Noir. A circle had been drawn on the picture, highlighting a couple behind his shoulder. The message that came with the picture said:

Honey: So Alya knows now. Guess the cat is out of the bag ;)

Chloe looked back and forth between her phone and Marinette, who was laughing at Alya imitating Chat Noir tripping over his baton. She texted back.

Bee: Your puns are no better than your partner's. Are you okay with Alya knowing?

The response came quickly.

Honey: I thought I wasn't ready, but getting to talk openly about how much I love you? 14/10 would slip up and get caught again!

Bee: alkgjdasjdklkj

Honey: So...

Honey: wanna spread the news?

Bee: Oh, I got this.

"Hey, Rose?" Chloe said, putting her phone in her purse.

"Yes, Chloe?"

"Marinette and I have been dating in secret for almost a year."

Chloe had an armful of screaming, bouncing, delighted Rose a half second later. She hugged her back gingerly.

The commotion drew Adrien and Nino to the group.

"What's going on here?"

“Just this,” Marinette said.

She wrapped her arms around Chloe, and to the sound of Nino saying, "Woah!" and Adrien cheering, "I knew it!" they shared their first public kiss.

[paintme-intrust]

Other ships that remind me of Miraculous Ladybug Ships - Part 1

Adrienette: stiles and Lydia from Teen wolf (just because of how long those mother fuckers took to get together)

LadyNoir: Bellamy and Clarke from the 100

Marichat: Amy and Jake from B99

Ladrien: Jane and Michael from Jane the Virgin

Lukanette: Charlie Gardner and Riley Matthews from Girl Meets world

DJWIFi: Westallen from The Flash

Adrigami: Stiles and Malia from teen wolf

Julerose: Princess Bubblegum and Marceline from Adventure Time

Chloinette: Dipper and Pacifica from Gravity Falls

Marigami: Clarke and Lexa from the 100

[hizziefilms]

Chlonette AU

People think that Chloe is a hateful person, but she’s just jealous of everything her classmates have that she doesn’t.  After career day, Chloe gets upset seeing how close Marinette is with her parents, and insults her. Miss Bustier sees whats happening and sends them to the principals office, but Mr. Damocles isn’t there yet. They sit there for a few minutes, waiting for him, before they start talking. Chloe finally opens up to Marinette and reveals that she doesn’t hate her at all, its just hard making friends when people expect her to be nothing more than a stuck up brat. Chloe just feels like its easier to conform to everyone else’s idea of her than to prove them wrong. Marinette realizes that Chloe is a good person that’s just a little broken inside, and yearns to show her the kind of friendship shes never been able to experience in her life. 

[emotionally-detached-stepfather]

Glass Roses ~ Chapter 17

Adrienette ~ MariChat ~ Lukagami ~ Chlobrina ~ Ninalya (DJWifi, I don’t know the ship name) ~ Platonic Marigami ~ Platonic Chloinette ~

Long awaited but here it is! Chapter 18 is in the works!

Toying with the kiss clasp of her purse nervously, Marinette waited out the front of Francois Dupont college for Chloe. Six months ago, if someone had told her that she would be heading out on a shopping trip with Chloe Bourgeois she wouldn’t have believed them but here she was, equipped with her sketchbook, measuring tape and other essentials for designing a dress, waiting for her ex-bully to arrive. Light footsteps tapped down the concrete staircase behind her, Marinette turned slightly and was met with the broadly smiling face of her new friend as she descended the stairs.

“Hi, I’m sorry I’m a bit late, I had to call Daddy to make sure he’d taken his heart medication,” Pushing an escaped lock of hair from her fringe behind her ear with her fingertips, Chloe seemed almost out of breath. “He’s been on it for two weeks and he’s just so busy that sometimes he forgets to take it.”

“It’s alright, Chloe,” Mari smiled warmly at the other girl. It was sweet to hear that Chloe was taking care of her father and that he, in turn, was taking care of her. Adrien, with Chloe’s permission, had told Marinette how Chloe’s mother had responded when she’d come out as gay, so it warmed Marinette’s heart to know that at least one of her friend’s parents was supportive, even if he wasn’t in the best of health. “Is he okay?”

“Yeah, he’s okay, just really busy with mayor stuff, you know?” Reaching the bottom of the stairs, Chloe stood awkwardly for a moment before Mari pulled her into a hug. “Oh,” There was a single moment of hesitation before Chloe wrapped her arms around Marinette and hugged her back.

“My Dad always says that everyone can use a hug sometimes and I thought that you could use one right now,” Squeezing Chloe briefly before pulling away, Marinette grinned at her.

“T-thank you, Marinette,” Not that she’d ever admit it but Chloe was beginning to feel the sting of tears in her eyes. She’d been so awful to Marinette in the past but the other girl had just shown her such a level of affection she had never thought she’d be worthy of.

“Hey,” Mari rubbed Chloe’s arm before looping it through her own. “Your past doesn’t define you, it’s what you choose to do in the future that does.”

“Sabby said the same thing,” Chloe laughed as they began to walk down the street toward the boutique district. The girls had agreed to look at the colours that were in fashion for this season before they began picking out fabrics for Chloe’s dress.

“Great minds think alike, I guess,” Nudging Chloe with her shoulder, Marinette giggled. 

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“Yellow looks really good on you but we have to make sure to pick the right shade,” Pressing her sketchbook to her chest, Marinette scanned her eyes across the reams and reams of fabric stacked up before her. There had been such a wide range of colours and styles on display in the boutiques that Mari and Chloe had decided to stick to the basics, which, for Chloe, was yellow and silver. They’d sat in the park together for about an hour before coming to the fabric shop as Marinette showed Chloe the design she wanted to use for her dress and Chloe described any things she wanted added or changed about it until both girls had agreed completely on it. 

“What do you mean?” Chloe was so overwhelmed by the sheer amount of fabric packed into this one room that she’d had to take a seat on the small, leather chair pushed into the corner of the room behind where Mari was standing.

“Well, you look really good in cold toned yellow but there are so many warm toned ones here that it might be hard to find the right one. We don’t want a patterned fabric because you’re already stunning enough as is and we don’t want to drown you out,”

“Oh, okay,” A small blush began to tinge Chloe’s cheeks. Marinette thought she was stunning and, with how new this friendship was, it was strange to hear her say so. “What about that one?”

Mari followed where Chloe was pointing to with her eyes, the tip of her finger indicating to a pale yellow silk two shelves above where Marinette was looking. Standing on her tiptoes, Mari grabbed the edge of the cardboard roll the fabric was wrapped around and tugged it free of it’s confines. Holding the soft fabric in her hands, Marinette rubbed it between her fingers and admired the shifting shine of the fabric in the warm lights of the shop.

“Can you come here for a moment, Chloe?” Pushing her phone into her pocket, Chloe got up from the chair and crossed over to Marinette, dodging crates of fabric cluttering the floor. Holding the fabric out, Mari rested a corner of the fabric over Chloe’s wrist, chewing her lip. “I think this one might be it.”

“I totally agree,” Eyes wide, Chloe admired the shift between lemon and butter in the fabric, the small swatch looking as though it had been made to bring out the honey-golden tones in Chloe’s pale skin. “And I’ll wear silver jewellery with it?”

“Yes! The silver will make the yellow look brighter,” Rolling the ream back up and slipping the rubber band she’d taken off it back into place, Marinette grinned at Chloe. “Let’s get this then get back to mine so I can take your measurements.”

~~~~~~~

Pacing around her office, Nathalie wrung her hands until the skin was tinged red. Ladybug and Chat Noir hadn’t contacted her for a while, Adrien’s party was in two weeks and Gabriel seemed to only be getting more and more fixated on all the things he was going to do once he had stolen their miraculouses. She’d sent them messages telling them not to come to the party, saying that their plan to sleuth Nooroo away from him wasn’t going to work because he would be paying just as much attention to them as they were to him and there wasn’t a chance in hell that they’d be able to sneak away without alerting Gabriel to what they were doing. Nathalie couldn’t explain why she had a feeling deep in the pit of her gut that said that Gabriel knew that Ladybug and Chat Noir were aware of his secret identity but it was there and it wouldn’t go away.

A shallow knock sounded from the other side of Nathalie’s office door, startling her out of her worried stupor. 

“Who is it?” Pausing her pacing, she looked at the door with wide eyes. 

“It’s Adrien,” The young man on the other side of the door responded with a smile in his voice. “Can I come in?”

“Uh, yes,” Crossing the room to the door, Nathalie disengaged the lock and pulled it open to reveal Adrien standing just beyond the threshold with a brown paper bag in his hand. “Come in.”

Holding up the brown paper bag, Adrien grinned at his father’s assistant. “I got us some eclairs from the Dupain-Cheng bakery,” Moving behind her desk, Nathalie gestured for Adrien to take the seat in front of her so they could eat together. “I got you a caramel eclair, your favourite.”

“You’re very considerate, Adrien,” Smiling warmly, sincerely, Nathalie watched the young man she saw as her son open the bag and pull out the most perfect caramel eclair she’d ever seen, as was expected from the Dupain-Cheng bakery after all. He handed her the eclair before he pulled his own one out and folded the bag neatly on the desk. “Was Marinette not at home when you went to the bakery?”

“Oh, I didn’t go to the bakery to see her,” Adrien laughed, taking a bite from his chocolate eclair, smearing whipped cream over his top lip which he licked off with a grin. “She was home, but I wanted to get us some afternoon tea because I feel like I don’t spend enough time with you lately.”

“That’s very sweet of you,” Nathalie took a hesitant bite of the eclair to hide how her cheeks were flushing from the sheer sweetness surrounding this little tete-a-tete with her boss’ son. The last time she’d felt this loved, Emilie had been sitting across a small iron table from her at a cafe on the Champs Elysees as they shared a citrus tart.

“I also thought it would be a good time to ask you to sign these,” Adrien’s cheeks tinged pink with embarrassment as he pulled a stack of papers out of the knapsack still slung over his shoulder and placed them in front of Nathalie as the woman herself wiped a small bead of caramel syrup off the corner of her lips. 

“What are they?” Wiping her sticky fingers on her fine, silken trousers, Nathalie leaned forward to inspect the papers. Normally, she would’ve been horrified at the thought of wiping something as sticky and staining as caramel on anything that wasn’t a washcloth but at this point in time, she didn’t care.

Adrien paused for a moment, eclair still held in his long, pianists fingers. “Adoption papers,” Nathalie’s eyes blew wide and flew up to meet Adrien’s gaze. 

“A-adoption papers? W-w...Why would I need t-to sign adoption p...papers?” 

“So you can be my mother legally too,” Unbeknownst to the person sitting opposite them, the words so I have someone to take care of me when Gabriel goes to prison for the crimes he’s committed as Hawkmoth rang unspoken in their minds. “You don’t have to sign them if you don’t want to, Nathalie.”

Tears had started to prickle in Nathalie’s eyes as she shifted her gaze between Adrien and the adoption papers before her. Reaching forward to grab the papers, sadness roiling in his gut, Adrien found Nathalie gripping his hand in hers as sparkling tears began to streak down her face.

“I’m going to sign them, Adrien,” Placing the eclair on her desk gently, Nathalie grabbed Adrien’s hands in both of hers, a coating of sticky residue remaining though neither of them could care right now. “I promise you that I’m going to sign them.”

“Why’re you crying?” He looked genuinely worried as Nathalie held back a happy sob.

“Because I’m happy, Adrien, I’m incredibly happy. This is the best gift anyone could have ever given me and,” She choked slightly, squeezing the young man’s hands. “And I would be honoured to be your mother.”

~~~~~~~~~

Heart lighter than it had been in much too long, Adrien, as Chat Noir, skipped over the rooftops of Paris. Nathalie was going to sign the papers tonight and take them into the mayor’s office tomorrow to make the adoption official; he and Marinette were doing great; Chloe was happy and was becoming the person he always knew she had the capacity to be; and they were going to stop Hawkmoth; things felt like they were beginning to fall into place. Reaching the rooftop across from the Dupain-Cheng bakery, Chat Noir leaned against a chimney pipe and watched the beautiful dark haired girl sitting on the balcony as she worked. He could watch her for hours, the way she sewed was mesmerising, from the small wrinkle that creased her forehead to the way her tongue poked past her lips slightly as she deftly passed the needle through the fabric at an impressive speed for a stitch so intricate. Heart constricting from the sheer enormity of what he felt for the young woman sitting and sewing, he felt a smile creep onto his lips as she looked up and eyes of depthless blue met ones of mirthful green.

Extending his baton, Chat carefully crossed the street and landed softly in front of Marinette, who had gently laid down what she was working on and stood. 

“Good evening, Chat Noir,” She teased, wind carefully ruffling her fringe as the loose hair drifting around her shoulders picked up like an inky curtain.

“Good evening, Miss Dupain-Cheng,” Slipping into the personality of Chat Noir that he’d once seen as nothing but an escape and a side of himself he’d never get the chance to show anyone, he circled Mari with his hands clasped behind his back and his tail swishing gently. “You’re looking stunning tonight.”

Cheeks staining red, Mari let Chat grab her hand and press a kiss to the back of it with soft, slightly chapped, lips. 

“To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit, Chaton?” Giggling, Marinette interlaced her fingers with those of the blonde boy before her and squeezed his hand with measured strength. 

“You owe yourself the pleasure of this visit,” Hands still interlaced, Chat spun Marinette around so that her back was pressed against his chest and his free arm was clasped around her waist as they looked out over the twinkling lights of Paris. Pressing his cheek to the side of her head, feeling the girl into his arms melt into him, Chat inhaled the smell of fresh linen and caramel that seemed to follow Marinette wherever she went. “Because if you weren’t here, then I’d have to go to where you were and this would be a very different visit.”

“How’re you feeling? I know you came by the bakery today, Papa told me, but you didn’t ask for me,” Tilting her head back slightly, Mari looked up at her boyfriend with the smallest of pouts on her lips, the expression enough to send his heart racing all over again.

“I was getting afternoon tea for me and Nathalie-,”

“Nathalie and I,” Bumping him with her elbow, Marinette corrected his grammar with a barely restrained giggle.

“Nathalie and I,” Chat squeezed her slightly harder as she dissolved into a fit of giggles in his embrace. “And I asked her to sign the adoption papers.”

They were silent for a moment, Chat Noir’s chin resting on Marinette’s head as they stood together in the chilled Paris air, bathed in the light from Mari’s room and the caged fairy lights dancing around them like fireflies in the spring.

“She’s going to sign them,” He pressed a kiss to the crown of Mari’s head as she hummed happily, her own heart racing beneath their joined hands. 

“I’m so happy for you, Adrien,” She couldn’t express just how happy she was for him with words or with actions but she was happy because he sounded happy. “You know that you’ll always have a home with my family too, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” Chat pressed another kiss to Marinette’s head. “But I also know that I have a home wherever you are.”

“What did I do to deserve you?” Mari was glad that he couldn’t see the crimson blush creeping up her neck and onto her cheeks from his words.

“Exist,”

~~~~~~~~TAGLINE~~~~~~~

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[thepeanutbutterwizard]

Miraculous Ladybug Rare Pair Month Days 1-3

Soooo... I know I’m late for this, but I just barely got home from my parents place a few days ago, and they’ve blocked tumblr at their place. All of my things are gona be doodles, bc I just wanna finally do all of the days in one of these Month long things. So here’s part one of me playing catch up!!

@mlrarepairmonth

Day 1: New Years Resolution

Day 2: Winter Night

Day 3: It’s cold

[teammiraculous]

Chloe: ugh. I can't believe everyone thinks Marinette and Adrien are dating. It's bullshit. I should be the one dating Marinette.

Chloe: ...

Chloe: Adrien! I mean Adrien!! I should be dating Adrien.

[jennjamindraws]

My comic from the @miraculouspridezine

I had a lot of fun with this project and learned about pride flags in the process, a win-win!!  

[bun-bearable]