#mulmouse

[solunia]

Multimouse used Charm.

It was SUPER EFFECTIVE >:D

Ko-Fi

[galahadwilder]

Marinette, sitting in the bakery and wearing the Rat Miraculous: I'm a health code violation! :)

[gale-gentlepenguin]

I want Marinette to get the mouse miraculous 1 of 2 ways.

1st. Ladybug gives Chat noir the chance to pick someone to use the miraculous and he immediately tells her the most deserving person is Marinette. So he runs off to go meet her. He performs the whole ceremonial offer like ladybug always does and Marinette has to pretend to be shocked.

2nd. Ladybug has to Pretend to give Marinette the mouse miraculous while Chat noir is outside listening as the conversation is happening, and he is so excited. So it’s like a whole elaborate one person conversation and Ladybug has to make up an excuse on why they aren’t seen together.

[toujoursmiraculous]

Chat Noir: Marinette! I really need your help. But you'll have to give it back to me once we've defeated the akuma.

Marinette: But- But I'm not superhero material. I'm sure there's someone who'd be a better-

Chat Noir: There is nobody I'd rather give this to. *opens box* Would you please save Paris with me?

Marinette: Oh-okay... *takes the Miraculous & transforms*

Chat Noir: *stares in awe*

Multimouse: Why are you staring? Do I look weird?

Chat Noir: *grins* No, you're perfect. It's very you. Now follow me.

Multimouse: Time for a game of Cat and Mouse?

Chat Noir:

Multimouse: Or are you going to teach me the ropes first? *swings jump rope tail*

Chat Noir:

Chat Noir: Where have you been all my life?

[ladymagique-et-ladychance]

Multimouse is cute.

[pookiesmeow]

Hunt mode: On!

[ladynoirist]

mice are fucking metal and terrifying and here’s why

caused the black plague

carry rabies

sharp as fuck teeth

seriously, their teeth can cut through steel

can talk (stuart little)

can make insanely complex rube goldberg machines (jerry and canon marinette)

can cook well enough through a human mecha to raise a disgraced restaurant back to five star status (remy and... canon marinette)

@seasonofthegeek and i were talking about mousinette and more... miraculous hcs and this was the result

anyway here is some stuff you should consider while thinking up mousinette hcs

[artzypaw]

“Catch me if you can, Chaton.”

Ao3

His lungs expand with every breath, heart pulsing through the movements as his blood and adrenaline surge throughout his body. Chat’s steps don’t falter their step, and he pursues forward through the brisk night in the hunt of his prey.

His eyes are wild in hopes that he spots his little mouse in between roofs and chimney tops. His feet slap against the tiles agilely; every so often stopping to catch a closer look of his surroundings.

The skies of Paris on this late night are mostly clear; strands of thick, rounded clouds are sparse across the sky and display themselves amongst the bright moon. While the air is crisp with the chill of night, Chat feels no cold when he stops to observe his position.

A silent giggle has his ears twitching and he advances his body towards the noise that echoes against the walls of two buildings. Jumping off the roof he was perched upon, he lands with a soft thud in the entrance of the alleyway. At the end stands Marinette, extravagant in the beauty that is wielding the mouse miraculous. Nothing could have prepared him for what she would become.

He runs, and the little mouse stands still with a smitten smirk plastered across her face. Once Chat is in close enough proximity he wraps an arm around her waist solidly and plants his other onto the wall behind them.

Marinette squeaks; her exhale airy from running but more so the fact that the entire front half of her body is pressed snugly against Chat’s. She can feel his fingers spread wide across the arch of her back and she craves more of his touch.

Her cheeks are flush from the brisk air, along with her lips that are vibrant and pink. She breathes deeply along with Chat. His fixated gaze upon her own is intense, and her cheeks heat up once more.

“I caught you my little mouse.” He says, voice husk. His eyes never waver. Marinette leans forward, outstretching an arm over one of his shoulders.

“What are you going to do about it, Chaton?” she whispers, voice inaudible. He pauses briefly before swooping down and pressing his lips onto hers.

Against the cold temperature, their bodies are warm and the sensation produced from their intertwining lips feel as if they are burning. Chat urges forward, fingers digging into the meat of Marinette’s back and she squeaks into his grasp. His teeth find her bottom lip and he tugs gingerly; taunting his prey.

Marinette’s arms slide their way over his shoulders to clutch the bottom strands of his hair, or to run her fingers down his scalp and spine. Chat’s left art remains extended out on the wall. Canny, she parts her lips and lavishes herself into his broad frame.

Chat’s mind is hazy, but his senses are keen to the new profound confidence and flirtatious demeanor Marinette becomes when she wields the mouse miraculous. He’s going to enjoy seeing her more often.