Not even taking into account the now shitty relationship he has with his mom, his dad dating miss Jenn, the small apartment he and his dad moved into, having his crush on Gina outed through a flipping documentary, AND Nini still has his favorite orange and brown sweater.
Kid is going thru it and I wanna give him all the hugs
We’ve covered the lovesquare (beloved), but there are fans of numerous rare pairs among our writers.
To recap, our January event, as usual, was to recommend and review our favorite fics that we read in 2022! To make things a little bit more interesting and fun, we treated it a bit like an awards ceremony or spotify wrapped. If you know the tumblr accounts of any authors on AO3 that were mentioned but not tagged, please tag them!
Continuing with our rec lists, here’s part thirteen, the MWG nominations for best rare pair fics!
dog days (trains on their tracks) by noirshitsuji
zoe lee/sabrina raincomprix // fluff // minor angst
Based on a prompt submitted by @strangerahne: As the holidays approach, our heroes find themselves transported to an other worldly Wonderland as a holiday akuma strikes.
AO3; Found Family, Light Angst, Happy Ending
Summary:
As the holidays approach, our heroes find themselves transported to an other worldly Wonderland as a holiday akuma strikes.
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When one thinks of a winter wonderland, they might think of the North Pole, with Santa and elves and reindeer and candy cane railings. Or they may think of a snowy forest land, with lights twinkling along the lane. Maybe there are snowmen and ice rinks and chestnuts roasting at an open fire.
But this wasn’t that kind of wonderland. This was ice pellets aggressively plunging to the ground, hitting dozens and dozens of civilians on the way down. This was blizzard after blizzard, hail storm after hail storm — and it was never ending.
All signs of a cozy, winter dreamland were gone with the wind as Frostbite ran the length of Paris, using his large fingertip to turn everything he touches into something cold, whether it’s frost, ice, sleet, hail — you name it. This akuma was the most unpredictable that Ladybug and Chat Noir had ever encountered, so they have to make sure they were on the same page before they fought.
“Okay, Chat. Since this akuma can turn anything into ice or a blizzard just by touching it, we cannot be touched. We need protection.”
Chat Noir raises an eyebrow. “Carapace?”
Ladybug nods once, hand readying her yoyo.
“Go ahead, m’lady. I’ll distract.”
A cold breeze hits Chat Noir’s face as the red and black polka-dotted hero takes off. He shudders in the freezing air, but pulls himself together quickly.
Frostbite is across the city. He can see the large, abominable snowman-looking figure from meters away. Chat narrows his eyes, formulating a plan in his mind. He isn’t exactly good with plans, but distraction is his specialty, and doing it often enough makes for great muscle memory.
He leaps over to the akuma, puns ready to spew out of him at any moment. When he reaches Frostbite, he grins.
“Hey Frosty! I know you miss your snowman friends, but they’re not gonna be here!”
The akuma turns to him, a murderous look in his eyes.
“My name is Frostbite!”
Chat Noir tilts his head, leaning on his baton casually.
“Who’s got your heart so cold?”
“None of your BUSINESS!!” Frostbite swipes at him, but Chat expertly dodges his attack. “Give me your Miraculous or ALL of Paris will live in an eternal winter!”
“Jokes on you, I like the cold!” It’s a lie, because he has picked up pretty much every cat trait and cats do not like the cold, but it’s none of an akuma’s business to know that. “What do you have against it?!”
Frostbite growls, swiping for him again. “The cold only KILLS!”
“How so?!”
Chat Noir expects Frostbite to make another attack at him, but he instead turns to a random civilian, running away on the street. He reaches down and touches them lightly, and all of a sudden they are encapsulated in ice, frozen in place.
“None of your BUSINESS!”
So that’s his catch phrase. Well, two can play at that game.
“Where is Ladybug?!” Frostbite growls.
Chat Noir smirks. “None of your business, Frosty.”
The crack of a yoyo catches Frostbite’s attention. He turns to find Ladybug and frowns when he can’t see her anywhere. His giant body makes moving a little slow, so by the time he turns all the way around he’s subject to a green turtle superhero’s “Shellter!” and the subsequent enclosure in a magical bubble.
Not even Chat can see his partner, but he knows she’s there when he hears her yell, “Lucky Charm!”
Carapace walks over to him and grins widely.
“Hey, dude! How’s the battle going so far?”
Chat wants to snort. Carapace makes his identity so obvious.
“Easy,” he says. “Hey, where’d Ladybug go?”
“She’s—“
“Right here,” said superhero says, jumping to land right in front of them. She smiles, holding up a blow dryer.
“You guys ready?”
The rest of the battle goes smoothly. Once the Shellter around Frostbite is gone, Carapace and Chat Noir hold him back while Ladybug uses the heat from the blow dryer to thaw the akumatized object from Frostbite’s body. She breaks it and the fight is over.
“Miraculous Ladybug!” She yells, throwing the blow dryer into the air. Little red ladybugs swirl around the city, re-warming the city and returning Frostbite back into a human.
Laying on the ground now was a man with brunette hair and tear streaks on his cheeks. He looks up to the heroes with guilt, shaking his head.
“I am so sorry.”
Ladybug smiles, “It’s alright, sir. None of this was your fault. It was Monarch’s.”
He shakes his head again and sighs, running a hand through his hair.
“It’s not alright. I lost my own son to Hypothermia last night. How could I wish that upon anyone else?”
Chat Noir could feel his heart constrict. He crouches down to the man’s height and smiles sadly, resting a hand on his shoulder.
“I know how it feels to lose someone close to you.” He swallows, knowing that neither Ladybug nor Carapace know this about him: “I lost my mom a few years ago to a prolonged illness. It might have not been as sudden as Hypothermia, but it was still…” he shakes his head, “I’m still grieving to this day. It’s hard, but it’s been slowly getting easier with time. I promise it will for you, too.”
The man sniffles, tears spilling down his cheeks. He nods.
“Thank you, Chat Noir. I wish the best for you.”
“You too, sir. Do you need help getting home?”
He shakes his head, getting to his feet. “No, I’ll be alright. Have a great day and be safe. You too Ladybug, Carapace.”
With a nod to them all, he walks away, wiping the tears from his face.
Chat Noir stays crouched down, staring at the space where the man once sat.
Ladybug crouches down next to him. She rests a gentle hand on his shoulder.
“Are you alright, Chat Noir?”
Is he? Because just one moment ago, he was in another worldly winter wonderland, a world with only ice, snow, and blizzards. Now, he’s remembering the warmth of a family that no longer exists, cuddled up on the couch in front of a fire and watching a Christmas movie. Now, he’s in his mother’s arms, leaning into her chest and sighing in her sweet perfume. Now, he’s in a world that no longer exists for him.
“Chat, Chat!” Ladybug yells.
He snaps out of it, blinking rapidly against tears he didn’t know were there. He looks over to his partner, seeing the concerned pout on her lips and the worried furrow of her eyebrows. She grabs ahold of his hands and pulls him up so that they're standing. He can't look at her.
“Where’d you go, Chat?”
Tears roll down his cheeks, and all he can do is shake his head. She wraps her arms around him, and he melts into her touch, desperate for that warmth he was remembering.
“I had no idea about your mom. I am so sorry, kitty,” Ladybug whispers. He cries into her shoulder and tries to focus on the sound of her voice. Carapace joins in at some point, and the gesture makes Chat cry even harder.
This is what it feels like to have a family. This is what it feels like to be loved.
When they eventually pull away, they share an awkward laugh. Chat wipes his tears and sniffles, mustering up a smile.
“Thanks guys. Pound it?” He offers his fist shakily.
The two in front of him share a look. Then Ladybug smiles.
“What are your plans for tonight, kitty?”
His smile falls with his hand. Confused, he rubs the back of his neck.
“Um. Nothing much. My father will probably want me home for dinner, but…”
“What about after dinner, dude?” Carapace asks, raising an eyebrow.
“I’m free after dinner.”
Ladybug and Carapace exchange another glance, They nod, and Carapace swings an arm around his shoulders.
“How do you feel about some cookies, hot chocolate, and a Christmas movie tonight?”
Chat’s eyes start to water again. He swallows. “Really?”
“Of course!” Exclaims Ladybug. She’s grinning. “We love you, Chat, and we want to make some good memories this Christmas.”
She steps closer and takes his hands into hers.
“What do you say?”
---
That night, he curls up under the stars with his two best friends, laughing at a man who calls himself Buddy and eating his weight in sweets. He doesn’t think about his father, the lack of a christmas tree in his house, or the loneliness of his room.
He lives in the moment, spending time with those who love him; with his family.
He’s found his winter wonderland. And now he never wants to leave.
“Ladybug won’t let the big baddies hurt her kitty"
I am loving reading @buggachat's Drowning (in Plain Sight) and I just really wanted to draw Chat finally getting his much-needed cuddle. uwu
5 Times Adrienette Attempted to Buy Each Other Christmas Presents (and One Time They Succeeded)
5 Times Adrienette Attempted to Buy Each Other Christmas Presents (and One Time They Succeeded)
by GalahadWilder
When Marinette and Adrien find out each other’s identities just before Christmas, both of them are desperate to find the perfect present for their partner. But, off-balance, neither one of them is entirely… thinking straight.
Alya, Nino, Tikki, and Plagg are going to lose their minds.
Our January event, as usual, was to recommend and review our favorite fics that we read in 2022! To make things a little bit more interesting and fun, we treated it a bit like an awards ceremony or spotify wrapped. If you were tagged in this portion, please don't feel any pressure or awkwardness! We just want you to know that your work is still loved, whether it's completed or not. Dropping a project happens to all of us at points, and life can be unpredictable. We're proud of you!
Here are the MWG nominations for best incomplete/dropped WIPs! (Lots of love to all the writers out there who have lost the motivation to finish their WIPs)
Our January event, as usual, was to recommend and review our favorite fics that we read in 2022! To make things a little bit more interesting and fun, we treated it a bit like an awards ceremony or spotify wrapped. If you know the tumblr accounts of any authors on AO3 that were mentioned but not tagged, please tag them! Continuing with our rec lists, here's part three!
Here are the MWG nominations for best ongoing multi-chapter fics!
discordant sonata by @edendaphne
lovesquare // alternate universe // enemies to lovers // aged-up
Our January event, as usual, was to recommend and review our favorite fics that we read in 2022! To make things a little bit more interesting and fun, we treated it a bit like an awards ceremony or spotify wrapped. If you know the tumblr accounts of any authors on AO3 that were mentioned but not tagged, please tag them! Continuing with our rec lists, here's part two!
Without further ado, here are the MWG nominations for best (completed) multi-chapter fics!
a bouquet of second chances by @mikauzoran
lukadrinette // season 4 // identity reveal // hurt/comfort // time travel
Our January event, as usual, was to recommend and review our favorite fics that we read in 2022! To make things a little bit more interesting and fun, we treated it a bit like an awards ceremony or spotify wrapped. If you know the tumblr accounts of any authors on AO3 that were mentioned but not tagged, please tag them! There's a LOT more recommendations to come, but here's the first part of many!
Without further ado, here are the MWG nominations for best one-shots!
cami by @writerriderdirtythirties
lovesquare // fluff and Angst // hurt/comfort // aged up // slice of life // pet death
dog days (trains on their tracks) by noirshitsuji
sabrina/zoe // minor angst // fluff
everlasting warmth by @cakemousse
lovesquare // post-reveal // established relationship // fluff
janainaart
areudirty
origamiaround
gummygunk
prguitarman
germansingergirl
blakekathryn
snowghoul
jacobvanloon
theartofmadeline
