#miraculeuxbug

[cattusnoir-blog]

Revelation w/ @miraculeuxbug​

          The boy liked to think that he had control of himself. That at this point, he had his heart under lock and key. That he could simply dawn a mask of a smile, and everything would be alright. However with something like this, that wasn’t the case. With something like this, how could anything be even a semblance of alright?            It felt like his soul was being torn out. The trust he still had for some reason, had been ripped away and now left a festering wound. He really shouldn’t have trusted him after everything. After all the cold things, after all the isolation-- all of it. The saddest thing? Adrien found that part of himself wasn’t surprised. Found that the reality he’d stumbled across was so believable.            What made matters worse? Was the explanation Gabriel tried to give. He’d found his son up there in his lair, with eyes full of fear and shock. The reason for all of this? The reason his father was bringing so many people pain? While he understood the pain in his father’s heart, he could never agree to something like this. It was wrong. It was unhealthy. It isn’t what she would have wanted. 

          He couldn’t go back home. No, no that place wasn’t a home-- it was vile. It was a prison, and had been for a long time. Adrien would rather be homeless, and a true alleycat, than go back there. Considering everything, that seemed like the only feasible option at the moment. The only door left to him that he wouldn’t feel sick taking.            That is, until leather clad feet touched down on a rooftop near a particular classmates house. A new door arose, but he didn’t want to open it. Didn’t want to drag anyone else into this mess. So, he merely stood there for a moment. Mind trying to decide what to do.            If anything else, he needed someone to talk to at least-- even if he couldn’t tell her the full story. The boy knew he could trust Marinette-- she was a kind girl with a good heart. He’d confided in her before on this side of his life, so it would be alright now-- wouldn’t it? Leather gloved fingers rose to attempt to wipe away remnants of tear stains, as he vaulted over and landed on her balcony.               Hopefully, she won’t think I’m a burglar-- the boy thought to himself, as his hand came to knock on the glass of her hatch. 

[darkluck]

@miraculeuxbug --- continued from x.

         a smile spread across adrien’s face as he handed marinette her sketchbook pen back.   “sure, marinette. i couldn’t let you just lose something you need.”

         sometimes he wondered why she seemed to stumble and stutter and mess up her words around him. he knew she was clumsy, but he seemed to amplify this trait of hers. he didn’t mind it though --- awkward or not, marinette dupain-cheng was still one of the best people he had ever known.

         “and my morning has been okay so far.”   he shrugs, sticking his hands in his pockets.   “but it is still early!”   he laughed before turning to elbow her arm playfully.

[clcwsout]

@miraculeuxbug

Adrien let out a soft sigh as a rather stupid little smile tugged at his lips. He was day dreaming, of course, but it was a dream he could never bring himself to make happen - a date with Marinette Dupain-Cheng. She was just too perfect, too out of his league. Every time she laughed, the model felt his heart skip a beat.

It wasn’t until he heard the tapping on the glass of his room that the blond was snapped him from his fantasy. Eyes looked to the window to see the famed super heroine just outside, waving slightly. He quickly stood up and popped open the glass to let her in.

“Ladybug! Hey, is there something up? Paris under attack?” he questioned.

[fortunesunfavored]

Christmas Cookies

@miraculeuxbug

Continued from here.

In the years that they’d known each other, Adrien had become a much more balanced person. The confidence of the boy had been quiet and carefully curated to be inoffensive and sweet. What had emerged in the young man was a confidence that stopped a quarter step from being outright cockiness, and a strong love of playful banter that his prior persona wouldn’t have dared indulge.

It might then be said that he had his father’s sheer presence, but his mother’s appeal. His sense of humor, on the other hand, was entirely his own-- as far as anybody knew.

Adrien settled at the front counter, leaning against it and lifting his eyebrows in answer to Marinette’s correction. His lips curled into a mirthful smile, while his eyes tracked her back and forth until she finally came nearer to greet him properly. It was only then that he straightened up and replied, “I can’t see the difference, and I think it’s rude to taste test off of somebody’s clothes. If you’d like to make me a little less hopeless in the kitchen though... I wouldn’t mind learning.”

An exaggerated, thoughtful hum rumbled out of his throat in answer to her question.

“I decided,” he explained, “that today would be this week’s cheat day. So of course I came to see my very favorite baker, and whether I planned on sweets or no...”

A flickering wisp of a wink, easily missed or mistaken as imagined, flitted across Adrien’s features.

“There is always someone sweet inside these walls.”

[darkluck]

starter for @miraculeuxbug

          “   well, good evening, m’lady.   ”     chat noir all but purred as he dropped down next to ladybug. the night air around them was cold and the city in front of them was bright. he was in a particularly good mood tonight and seeing his fellow miraculous holder only made it better.

          “   there doesn’t look to be any signs of an akuma tonight, which is great, because that means we get to just sit here and talk, bugaboo.   ”     he grins over at her, green eyes glistening.