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@lucktouch liked for a smol starter!

“I don’t think you understand the pain I’ve been through.“

[darkchose]

✘. Starter for || @lucktouch​

               (🐱)┊PLAGG, CLAWS OUT. he murmured. Sparks engulfing from toe to head, tiny black particles dispersing in thin air as he was reverted back to his civilian self. ❝ Another eventful day, huh ? ❞ Adrien inquired, speaking to an ‘entity’ in the palms of his hand; as if he was having a full conversation with it. ❝ Alright, here, as promised...a full serving size. You deserve it. ❞ he whispered, placing the small creature inside the trophy cabinet with a handful of cheese before gently pushing it closed. Promptly after collapsing on his bed, given that it was already past his bedtime. 

                   ❝ I wonder if...father’s back. ❞ the model mused in thought as he gazed up at his ceiling. Deciding to stay up a minute longer to think about how tomorrow’s day will play out. Unaware that he had left his room’s window open prior from detransforming. 

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@lucktouch 

            Steel-toed boots perched precariously on the slender stretch of her balustrade, though he didn’t move as though the position were precarious. Rather, he seemed to move with the lithe fluidity and grace of an actual cat, lean muscles rolling beneath his leather suit as he padded down from the railing and onto the terrace beside her.

            ❝ – sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude. But I liked your                          veranda so much last time, I just had to come                          back. ...do you tend to all these flowers yourself?                          They’re really beautiful. ❞

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@lucktouch liked for a starter from Nathalie Sancoeur / Mayura!

The young fashion designer was someone who Nathalie would deem a constant when it came to the world the orbited around Adrien. The girl was easily flustered from what Nathalie had observed when it came to the model. Now though she had a minute to speak with her with freely without anyone else around. Which go say was a bit interesting... Especially considering she has yet to be akumatized.

“Hello Marinette. It has been some time since I’ve seen you.” Cool, calm, and closed off as ever. Nathalie hopes that it would open up the girl to more of a conversation. “Gabriel has been meaning to contact you and your parents.” A small harmless lie that could be changed and twisted when brought up later. And anyways she never explained why her employer intended to call her.

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@lucktouch liked for a Starter from Tikki / Plagg / Pollen!

Either Tikki rested away in Marinette’s purse for the most part, the young hero’s day mostly spent at school or around Marinette’s room and home when it was empty of others. Today was just yet another example of that. Though judging by the class she was in and the time class would be out for the rest of the day.

Her stomach rumbled, remember that half of her cookies were dropped before school had started the day and she was growing quite hungry. Taking a chance Tikki peeked her head just barely out of the purse. “Marinette.” Tikki whispered hoping to claim her Chosens attention. “Marinette!” Tikki called again, hoping her actions weren’t worthless and would get the girls attention. “Do you have anything to eat? I ate all my cookies.” She explain in her whispered voice. So far so good. Nobody had noticed her.

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FIRST KISS MEME // ACCEPTING

@lucktouch kissed Chat Noir.

       This had to have been an accident, right? Ladybug wasn’t cruel enough to play a joke on him like this. Emotions were running high after New York, but he hadn’t expected his partner to lean in and kiss him after a particularly heartfelt conversation. And although he knows he probably should’ve stopped her and backed away, there were too many emotions swirling in his own chest to stop it from happening. His heart knew what it wanted, even if it had been broken and shoved away by her so many times before. And so as soon as her lips touch his, he places his hands gently on her lower back, closing his eyes as he kisses her back passionately.

     Once the moment is over however, he pulls away from her gently and slowly open his eyes as he gives her a look of confusion. He truly doesn’t understand what all of that was about. His heart was racing, and he could hear the rapid pulse in his ears. His face slowly flushes as realization hits him, and he doesn’t really seem like he knows what to do. He quickly and awkwardly takes his hands away from her, and takes a few steps back and holds up his hands. ❝ S-Sorry! ❞ Although, he doesn’t know why he’s apologizing to her.

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@lucktouch​  liked for a Chat Blanc starter.

         He had been chasing his Lady around Paris all afternoon, or at least, that’s what it felt like to him. He didn’t want to have to stalk her, but how else was he going to get her Miraculous? How else was he going to f̷i̶x̸ ̷w̸h̶a̴t̷ ̸h̶e̷ ̷h̸a̷d̵ ̷d̵o̶n̶e̴?̵ Why couldn’t she just trust him? They were partners, weren’t they? H̵a̵d̷ ̷s̸h̴e̶ ̸l̶o̶s̷t̸ ̶t̵r̶u̸s̶t̶ ̴i̸n̴ ̶h̵i̴m̷?̷

     ❝ You can’t hide from me forever, Bugaboo. ❞ He says as he surveys the area, his tail swishing behind him rapidly in agitation. His ears swivel around on his head as he tries to pick up on her movement, pupils in near slits as he looks around the area. The sun was starting to set. Soon, he would have the upper hand. ❝ The sun is setting. Tick tock, tick tock M’Lady. You can’t see at night, but I can. This game of Chat and Bug will be over soon. Then we can be happy again! ❞ Why was she drawing this out? D̴i̸d̷ ̵s̴h̴e̵ ̶w̷a̶n̶t̷ ̴h̶i̷m̷ ̴t̷o̴ ̷s̶u̶f̵f̴e̵r̷?̷

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      It was the late afternoon, and school had ended prematurely. Hawk Moth had just finished an attack on Paris, which had lead into the decision to adjourn classes at Françoise Dupont early. While the city had gotten rather well adjusted to the ever looming threat of Akumatization, sometimes certain attacks had managed to rattle the public more than others. This happened to be one such attack, and everyone was headed home in brisk pace. The two heroes had had a rather difficult time defeating this Akumatized victim, leaving the Parisians’ a bit shaken.

      Chat Noir had easily snuck back into the school bathroom during the pandemonium to de-transform after the fight, exiting the bathroom quickly to reclaim his place as Adrien Agreste. He had gotten used to this song and dance over the past few years, but it was never easy to transition from a battle to social mindset. Especially one such battle where he had nearly lost his life on multiple occasions. Hopefully he wouldn’t need to interact with anyone until he got home.

     Once exiting the bathroom he took his phone out of his pocket to check for any missed messages. He bit his lower lip ever so slightly when he saw that he had a few from Nathalie, The Gorilla and Nino. Opening them one by one he quickly pieced out some responses. While Nino had just wanted to know where he had gone during the attack and if he was okay, The Gorilla and Nathalie’s messages took on a much more professional and serious tone.

     Nathalie was telling him to stay put and wait for his Bodyguard to arrive, and his Bodyguard was telling him that the roads were crowded and blocked with traffic. This would likely mean he would be stuck at the school for a while, since he was forbidden to walk home. He let out a frustrated sigh, putting his phone back into his pocket before he began to fiddle with his ring. It took him a moment to realize that Marinette was standing nearby, presumably exiting the women's bathroom next door to him.

 ❝ Oh. Hi Marinette. Were you hiding in the bathroom too? ❞ He attempted to push back his somber expression, forcing a small smile. He was used to putting on his public persona, just not normally so soon after de-transforming from Chat Noir. He had hoped that his classmate hadn’t noticed how his voice wavered, or how stressed out he seemed to be.

   Marinette wasn’t a judgemental person from what he could tell, but he still didn’t want to let his guard down. As his Father frequently warned him, his perfect persona needed to remain up at all times. There was too much riding on the name of the family brand for him to be anything less.