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A gift for my beloved @ladibugs. May there be no grey skies for you and congrats on graduating!!!
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A point in a verse we’ve been working on for I believe two years and definitely needs our attention
The London streets were uneventful, something Félix has come to appreciate in the time of turmoil and distress that seems to be on his mind as of late with the impending wedding. While Chat never fully voiced his concerns, his Lady, ever vigilant managed to support him and their teamwork never faltered. As always he could count on the support of his partner in the time of arranged marriages and worrying about his intended fiancee. Exchanging stories and wedding jitters did wonders, especially when knowing his best friend and closest companion could relate. But the time to think and catch up grew short with the moon beginning to sink in the sky, silver light of the moonbeams becoming askew and elongating shadows. It was time for patrol to come to an end and he had to go back to the life of Félix Agreste, who somehow managed to have a more stressful life than the vigilante Chat Noir.
Smoothing out the heavy fabric of his suit, he bid Ladybug farewell with a bow and peck to her knuckle, “Until next time my Lady. May your own wedding day go without a trouble.” Despite it being time to leave he was in no rush to get home, Bridgette weighing on his thoughts as he made his departure. He had made sure most everything was taken care of for the wedding, perhaps she was getting cold feet about the arrangement? The very idea created a pit in his stomach, gloved hands curling around his cane in discomfort. That was impossible though, she was nothing if not headstrong and she seemed to enjoy his company well enough that they could agree to this. At least the feelings on his end were genuine...
Shaking his head to dispel the negativity he heaved a sigh, seeing the manor finally enter his eye line as he had taken much longer than expected to return home. Perhaps it was fate, or dumb luck, but in taking a moment to lament how he would inevitably be exhausted the next morning, he catches another movement in his peripheral. An all too familiar red and black blur landing on a all too familiar balcony of his Bridgette. Watching her enter through the glass door panes, his cane clattered to the ground in shock and his body began moving on it’s own.
Had something happened? No, the household would have been alerted. There was no reason for Ladybug to be entering his beloved’s room. Unless... Leaping to the manor, he skidded along the top almost clumsily before dropping down just to the side of the balcony to keep himself from view. But the curiosity flamed under his skin as he opened the door. “Cherie?” He steps in, calling out not for his partner but for Bridgette.
“i’m so tired of constantly doing this with you.”
The fire crackled in front of them, filling what would have otherwise been complete silence as Chloe stared into the flames. Her jaw still ached from where Bridgette had gotten a good punch in. Sure, Chloe had got in a few of her own, but nothing quite as hard hitting. Chloe deserved it. She knew she had. She’d done what she always did when she was afraid: panicked, become defensive, insulted those around her. And since it was currently just she and Bridgette against the end of the world, she had no one but the dark headed girl to lash out against. But it didn’t excuse her behavior, and it certainly didn’t make it right. Not that she would ever admit that.In any sense, this was becoming routine for them. Chloe would lash out, they would each sulk privately, and then they’d meet up when the sun went down to sit in silence across from one another. Until, of course, Bridgette decided to speak up about the obvious issue.
“Not like you have a choice,” Chloe grumbled, her hands wrapping around her folded legs, chin propped on her knees, “We’re stuck together. If we can’t get along… That’s just tough luck.”
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He smiles up at her, wide blue eyes crackling with excitement and electricity, as hit suit seems to go another shade lighter. It hasn't been true black for months now, lingering in a grey area since he took the ring that resides on the hand opposite his Miraculous, but he never thought much of it.
The suit it white now... well, mostly white. The hands are smeared with red, a darker shade of red than his Queen’s, but red nonetheless.
Speaking of his Queen, he can't tell why she looks so horrified right now. Why she’s backing away from him... he glances over his shoulder, half-expecting some giant monster behind him, but there's nothing there. Well, nothing but the arm, which lies on the pavement, but he can't imagine his beautiful, brave Queen fearing a dead limb that cannot hurt her.
“"What's wrong, love?” He smiles broadly, eyes a bit too wide. “We beat him. He's done now. Aren't you pleased with me?”
There is so much I can say about Ladibugs. Marie is a fantastic writer and she gives so much attention to Bridgette it's just jaw dropping. While I know Bridgette does not get as much attention as Marinette due to being the scrapped PV concept, Marie does a fantastic job bringing life to a character that has 3 minutes of screen time. She really does need more attention, especially if you love to plot and get into the nitty gritty details of story lines.
*slides in* if you're still doing it, rate my blog? ;3
[meme]: SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;
Do I Follow Them?: NOOOOOOOOOOO
Why Did I Follow Them?: Because Bridgette and I am always up for new RP partners.
Do We Role Play?: Stares at our thread trackers, nah fam
Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Listen there is a reason she’s banned from my starter calls.
An AU Idea For Our Muses: Hear me out, Kwami swap but Marinette is the Kwami.
A Song For Our Muses: I have horrible music tastes you don’t want this.
Do I Ship Our Muses?: Siblings duh
What I Think About The Mun: This girl right here is a mega nerd and I love her to death and she’s also a great person to whine about problems too.
Overall Opinion: She needs more love and attention and she’s #writer’s goals.
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He was sitting in the tavern, having a staring contest with the barkeeper, trying to will the man to lessen his age rules on alcohol.
Something he’s tried to do many times- who the hell wouldn’t want a drink when trapped in some random travelling pocket universe.
Especially when Nooroo disappeared. God he could have used a drink then. But the barkeeper only allows non-alcoholics for those under 18.
But his stare down with the barkeep stops when the door swings open, and he glances over to see what poor soul is wandering right into this trap.
…
Oh.
Oh no.
Oh god no.
Not her. Why her!?
He stares at her dumbstruck as the world quakes again with the door shifting, and the Barkeeper explains the situation to her, and after a moment, slowly stands up and goes over to her.
“Bridgette?” He asks softly, staring intently at her. He doesn’t need to ask. He knows who she is. The question is if she knows him.
"they both have such great hair #goals"
"aw gabriel made them matching outfits!!"
"[longing sigh from literally everyone]"
#happyValentine'sDayfromthehottestcoupleinschool
Félix Agreste and Bridgette Cheng are the couple everyone wants to be.
Big thanks to my rp partner @ladibugs for giving me the idea. Her Bridgette is my fav muse (as per inspiration. Like 110% of inspiration is Ladibugs and other threads). So expect more of the lovely Lady Luck