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Ladrien, Enemies AU

“Looks like someone’s on their last life.”

Chat Noir smirked. “You’re not exactly doing so well yourself, bug.”

Ladybug chuckled, the sound harsh as it echoed over the brick wall behind Chat Noir. “I’m doing better than you.” She glanced down at his ring as she swung her yo-yo. “One paw left. What a catastrophe.”

“Unfortunately for you, I’m not so easy to pin down.” He readjusted his grip on his baton as he spoke, scanning his surroundings for a path he could use to escape. “But you’re purrfectly welcome to try.”

He leapt out of the way the second she struck, her yo-yo digging into the wall behind him, instead of wrapping around his arms. Chat Noir raced to the edge of the roof and dove, his baton dragging down the side of the building as he went, slowing his fall enough so he could release his transformation in a bright flash of green and run to the main road the second his feet hit the ground.

Ladybug couldn’t be too far behind him, and he only stopped to catch his breath once he’d managed to put some distance between them. Plagg peeked up at him from his pocket. “Kid, that was way too close.”

“I know,” Adrien managed through gulps of air. “She’s getting better.”

Plagg ducked back into Adrien’s pocket seconds before something landed behind Adrien. He knew who it would be without looking, but he couldn’t let her know that. He fought every instinct to flinch or run or show any sign of fear. Right now, his only hope was tricking her into thinking he was a random Parisian walking home in the dead of night.

Ladybug stepped in front of him. “Have you seen-” She paused, recognition flashing in her eyes, almost too fast for Adrien to be sure he saw it. Then, she cleared her throat and continued, “Did Chat Noir come by here?”

Adrien shook his head. “I haven’t seen him.”

“Are you sure?” She frowned. “I could have sworn he went this way. What about anyone running through here?”

“No. It’s been pretty quiet.”

She grimaced. “Well, it’s not the safest part of town.” She tensed and turned on him. “What are you doing out here, anyway?”

“My friend was playing at a club down the road.” Adrien blurted out the first excuse he could think of. “I lost track of time.”

“Really?” Ladybug stepped closer. “Which friend?”


And he really should have noticed the way her tone changed when she asked the question, the way it settled into something too light to be natural. He should have paid attention to the way she positioned herself so she could wrap an arm around his waist easily if he gave the wrong answer. Somehow, he’d done just that, because in an instant, Ladybug’s arm was around his waist, and he was flying through the air, an iron grip holding him to her side.

“I think there’s someone you need to meet, Chat Noir,” Ladybug called down to him over the sound of wind whipping past his ears.

Adrien froze, his heart sinking as panic rose in his chest. Because if Ladybug knew who he was, he knew exactly who she was taking him to see.

And he was not ready to face Hawkmoth.

I feel like I see a lot of Chat Noir/Adrien working for Hawkmoth, but I kind of wanted to write something where it’s Ladybug for a change.

Send me a ship and an AU, and I’ll write something for it!

Here comes a special boy!! Ready to fight!! Put up your dukes!

(Quick sketch during my lunch break, oops :’) )


I want to thank @mintchocolateleaves for the cutest AU ever. Bless you.

They all had a little accident and everyone shrunk, but in different ages. Now it’s time for mommy Ran and daddy Shin to step in!


lets be real, McCree is the guy that fucks up a shit ton but just goes “oops, sorry ‘bout that” cuz it usually works out anyways.

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