i think if i kissed nino

adrienette headcanons no one asked for
  • Mari and Adrien don’t really try to keep it a secret but they aren’t exactly making it public either (but everyone knows)
  • whenever someone asks if they are dating they just kinda go, “hmmm yeah.” and then smile really lightly (and then everyone dies of adorable)
  • Whenever they are at someones house they are just tangled together on the couch
  • they are constantly touching 
    • brushing hands/shoulders walking next to each other
    • always sitting really close
    • holding hands
    • heads on shoulders 
  • Adrien has been planning his “i love you” for a very long time
  • it involves dinner and flowers and the eiffel tower 
  • one day they are talking on the phone 
  • and it kind slips out as they hang up. Mari says it back like nothing really happened. 
  • Nino’s like, “aww that’s cute when did you guys start saying i love you?” 
  • and adrien FLIPS OUT. he had a plan. that wasn’t it.  
  • so he calls Mari back immediately and she starts laughing
  • they didn’t even notice it was a different thing they had never said before
  • Chloe and Mari start being friends by poking jokes at Adrien
    • “has he slipped into Chinese yet?” “yeah that fucking nerd, i don’t even know that much Chinese”
    • “Don’t let him drag you into Ouran” “Hmm, too little too late. I think he thinks he’s tamaki.” “He is tho” 
  • Mari and Adrien aren’t exactly totally into PDA
  • Like yeah they are affectionate but they don’t really kiss in front of people
  • in fact, Alya has never seen them kiss
  • she therefore believes they have never kissed
    • “I know you guys haven’t kiss, you shouldn’t be afraid, blondie, just go for it”
    • *in adrien’s mind* if that’s not kissing what the fuck is.
  • then she and nino walk in on them high key making out and alya wishes she never saw anything because they are sweet and innocent they shouldn’t be doing that 
  • even though that’s exactly she wanted
  • they quickly become a fucking power couple (but not as big as LadyNoir)
  • everyone’s coming to them for relationship advice and they are just like, “I don’t know? Love each other? Is that not what just happens?”
  • they are just light and happy and adorable and supportive of each other and stable and loving 
  • they love each other

anonymous asked:

"I'm here, I'm not going to leave you" w ith djwifi?

“I’m here. I’m not going to leave you,” Alya promised. “Just breathe.”

Nino nodded rapidly, squeezing his eyes shut. “I-I don’t…what’s h-happening to m-me?” He started to shake.

“I think you’re having a panic attack. Take my hand,” Alya instructed, trying to keep her voice calm. “I want you to focus on our hands, Nino. The way our fingers feel linked together. The empty space right in the middle of our palms. Tell me what you feel.”

“W-warm. Your hand is warm.”

“Good. Now I’m going to tap on the back of your hand just like this.” Alya tapped once and then again after a pause. “Did you feel that?”


“Okay, every time I tap, I want you to take a deep breath and then let it out. Can you do that for me?”

Nino nodded, watching her with big eyes. Alya held his eyes and tapped on the back of his hand. Nino took in a big breath and released it slowly. 

“Good,” she smiled. “Let’s do that again.”

Tap. Inhale. Exhale. Tap. Inhale. Exhale. Tap. Inhale. Exhale.

“I think I’m back,” he said quietly.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“My dad lost his job a couple of months ago.”

Alya sat back. “You never said anything.”

“I was hoping things would turn around, you know?” Nino gave her half a smile. “Long story short, we’re losing our house, my university fund is gone, and we may be moving in with some of my mom’s family in Morocco. I’ve been kind of taking everything in stride and then you asked about this summer and…and…”

“Hey, stay with me.” Alya cupped his cheek with her hand, rubbing her thumb along his skin. 

“I don’t want to leave, Alya.”

“You’re not going anywhere.”

“I can’t–”

“We’ll talk to Adrien. We can figure something out.”

Nino frowned. “I don’t want to be a charity case.”

“You’re his best friend. If you think Sunshine is letting you leave the country because you can’t afford to stay here, you’re nuts,” Alya smiled softly. “The guy just bought a life-size model of Ladybug for his room. It was a custom job. Believe me, the money would be better spent on you.”

“You’re jealous of the Ladybug statue, aren’t you?”

“It’s not fair how rich he is.”

Nino laughed.

“Ah, there he is,” Alya grinned and kissed his cheek. “Now come on, we’ve got a model to hunt down.”

Perfecting the Technique

Summery: Adrien agrees to practice kissing with a certain one of his classmates and it’s all 100% platonic…. ish…

“Let me get this straight,” Adrien said, fervently trying to wrap his mind around the words that had just left his study partner’s mouth. “You want me- the guy who has never dated anyone -to teach you how to kiss?”

He tried not to sound incredulous, but the request had came out of nowhere- just an off-handed “by the way” tossed out in the middle of their weekly couch study session. As if an offer like that was something Adrien could answer with a shrug and a simple yes/no!

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Eurydice, Eat Your Heart Out (Adrino Percy Jackson AU)

In the dark of Cabin 10, staring up at the roof of his bunk, Adrien could hear the distant plucking of a harp as waves lapped lazily against the shoreline.

All things considered, it wasn’t surprising that he was having trouble sleeping; less than twenty-four hours earlier his father’s limo was nearly destroyed by a rampaging Cyclops that the middle-aged fashion mogul dispatched with a quick flick of a sword he drew from seemingly nowhere. From there, it was somewhat of a blur of packing, private jet rides, and clandestine car trips to the sunny shores of Long Island, New York, a silver pen containing the only means of protection he had in case other monsters attacked.


He could still scarcely believe it. If someone had told him that he was the product of an affair between his mother and the Greco-Roman goddess of love and beauty a few days ago, he would have been dialing Gorilla’s number as quickly as he could while backing away from them. Now, surrounded by dozens of half-siblings he never knew existed, Adrien didn’t quite know what to make of his current situation. He still thought he was going to wake up, home in Paris, and the whole thing would have been just a fever dream brought on by bad cheese; the attack, the journey, the music-

Sitting up in bed, Adrien strained his ears over the snoring of his bunkmate to hear the almost aimless melody that meandered its way across the waves. It was a song that sounded so familiar; like the chorus to something he had heard on the radio years ago. It couldnt’ve been coming from far, judging by the way it cut through the sound of twenty-five teenagers’ beauty sleep, so, clutching his pen and carrying his sneakers, Adrien tip-toed towards the door as quietly as possible, stepping out into the warm Long Island night.

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anonymous asked:

Djwifi+ "Trixx (which is the fox kwami) don't you even think about it!"

“Don’t you even think about it!” Alya hissed, grabbing her kwami and shoving the troublesome little creature under her pillow just as Nino opened the door to the bedroom. 

“Hey, everything ok in here?” he asked looking around, “I thought it sounded like you were talking to someone.” 

“Oh, that… uh… I was answering a text from Marinette I sometimes yell at my phone. You know how she is with her wacky schemes and all that!” 

“Right,” Nino said not looking entirely convinced. “So I know we’ve been talking about taking advantage of your family being out of town for our 2 year anniversary and whatnot, but if you aren’t comfortable with this…”

“No! No I promise it’s nothing like that!” Alya said jumping up and grabbing his shoulders. “Believe me, there is nothing I want more than for us to finally spend some quality time together. I know I’ve been really… distracted lately, and I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you I promise.” 

“Al, you don’t owe me anything,” Nino said gently cupping her chin to meet her eyes, “yeah it’s been hard lately but that’s life. I am not going to freak out and leave you or something stupid like that just because you get busy. I mean come on, I’ve been putting up with Adrien’s constant disappearing act for 2 years and he’s still my best bro. Do you really think I wouldn’t do the same for you?” 

Alya felt herself relax as she leaned forward to kiss her boyfriend. She really had lucked out when Ladybug had locked them into that cage all those months ago. Who else would be so supportive and understanding even without knowing what was even going on? After all she couldn’t exactly tell him that she was spending half her time running around town as Paris’s newest hero. He had even been helping her with managing the updates on the Ladyblog. 

She wrapped her arms around his neck, reveling in this rare moment of intimacy and completely oblivious to the small orange blur that darted over to her computer. 

“You are the best,” Alya whispered between languid kisses, “you know that right?” 

“Oh really?” Nino grinned, “does that mean I rank higher than Marinette on the Alya’s most important people scale?” 

“You might even rank higher than Ladybug,” Alya teased. 

Nino laughed and gave an exaggerated fist pump. “Yes! Life goals achieved!” 

“I love you,” Alya said, her teasing giving way to genuine emotion as she looked at this boy whom she couldn’t imagine her life without anymore. 

“I love you too,” he said softly leaning in for another kiss. 

“LET’S GET IT OOOOOONNNN…” Alya and Nino leapt apart as the loud sound of Marvin Gaye burst from her computer speakers. 

“Trixx, I don’t care if you are a demi-god, I am going to murder you!” Alya shrieked whirling around in search of the mischievous fox.

“What?” Nino asked. 

“Uh….” Alya gulped, “Oops.” 

“Give me a fandom/ship and a sentence of dialogue and I will do a paragraph/short scene.”

When your friends are traveling

Alya and Nino are very loyal friends. Even when they are on a trip, they are always ready to drop anything for a phone call from their best friends. Ao3 link.

I finally wrote the story from this post. It is a series of short, silly scenes. Alya and Nino are secret badasses but they always put their friends first. 

“Hey, bro, what’s up?” Nino’s voice came from the cell phone.

“I’m sooo bored!” Adrien moaned, falling back against his bed. He had been so lonely ever since he graduated lycee six months ago. He wanted to go straight to University but he struck a deal with his dad. If he modeled full time for two years, he could study whatever he wanted. He had been managing it until Nino had left two weeks ago for a two month trip around Europe with Alya. He was happy for his friend but he missed him. Life was so boring without him.

Nino laughed. “Sorry bro. It must be so boring being a supermodel.”

“It really isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.” Adrien laughed. “I’m surprised you have time to talk to me. When is Alya going to drag you off somewhere?”

“Don’t worry.” He paused for a moment. “She’s busy.”

Adrien laughed. “What’s she doing?”

“Just making a deal with the mob. I’m keeping watch.” Nino said casually.

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Oh, did you think you were going to have to wait ages and ages before Part 2? Don’t worry fam, I gotchu.  ;)

Forgive me if the dialogue is overly cheesy, I’m not really a writer.  ^^;

(Headcanon: Nino loves Alya’s floofy hair, and will often subconsciously pet it or find himself running his fingers through it, especially while cuddling or when offering comfort)

P.S. WHY did I decide to make Alya’s shirt plaid, AUGH!!  Such a pain to draw!



siderealsandman  asked:

DjWiFi and the prompt is "First Home"



“It’s smaller than I remember…did it shrink since the last time we’ve been here?”

Nino glanced over at his tired wife, who was slumped against him, her thick hair tied back in a high ponytail as she fanned herself with a makeshift fan.

“It only looks smaller because all our crap is in here now.” He pointed out. He watched as Alya’s brow furrowed.

“Oh…I guess so.” She glanced around, frowning. “Why the hell do we have so much junk?” She asked for what seemed like the fiftieth time since they’d started packing two months ago. Nino laughed, leaning over to kiss the furrow from her brow.

“Just wait–tomorrow we get to unpack all this junk.”

Alya groaned and slumped lower, looking completely done.

“Think we could bribe Adrien and Marinette to help us again tomorrow?”

“I don’t know; they seemed pretty exhausted after today. This might just be up to us, babe.”

“Ugh. Moving sucks.”

“Yeah, kinda does,” Nino admitted. He smiled at the bare walls around them, surrounded by boxes and boxes and boxes. “But you know what? It’s nice to have a place that’s just ours now.”

Alya sighed again, but Nino peeked over in time to see the slow smile creeping across her face.

“Our first home,” she agreed, fingers grasping Nino’s and giving them a squeeze. Nino’s smile warmed, and he squeezed her hand in return.

“Yeah…and hopefully we won’t have to do this moving crap again for another few years.”


A comfortable silence fell…until Alya sat up, sending a mischievous glance her husband’s way.

“Wanna christen our bedroom?”

“Race you,” Nino announced, scrambling to his feet to sprint to the bedroom, Alya’s laughter chasing him the whole way.

anonymous asked:

Are you crying? adrienette if you can please

“Are you crying?” Adrien asked softly, coming up behind her.

Marinette giggled and turned her head. “Well, I’m not.” She shifted to the side to reveal a tiny black kitten crawling up her leg. It looked up at Adrien with bleary eyes and gave a shrill mewling cry.

“Holy cats, that is the cutest creature I have ever seen,” he breathed, folding to the floor beside her. “Is he yours?”

She shook her head. “I found him in the park at lunch. I looked around for any sign of his mother but I think he was on his own, poor little chaton.” She rubbed a finger down the kitten’s back. “I’m going to ask Ms. Bustier if it’s okay to keep him with me until free period so I can ask around and find him a home.”

“You aren’t going to keep him?”

“Can’t. We’re not allowed to have pets above the bakery.”

Adrien frowned. “What about Alya?”


“Maybe Nino could take him.”

“He doesn’t love cats,” she replied carefully.

“Right,” Adrien huffed. “His main flaw.”

“I thought about calling him Mini Chat,” Marinette smiled, bringing the kitten up to bump noses. “He reminds me of Chat Noir, you know?”

“I’m sure Chat Noir would be flattered,” Adrien flushed.

“He’s all awkward and complaining,” she continued, kissing the kitten’s head, “but endearingly cute.”

“You think Chat Noir is cute?”

Marinette’s cheeks darkened. “Oh…uh…well, I mean, doesn’t everyone?” she laughed nervously.

“Too bad you can’t ask Chat Noir to take him. I bet he’d like a little sidekick.”

She looked up, eyes bright. “Adrien, you’re a genius!” She carefully got up, cradling the kitten. “I’ll give him to Chat Noir. He usually comes by on Wednesdays anyway.”

“Wait, but I–”

“Ooo, there’s the bell. I need to go talk to Ms. Bustier before class.” She picked up her back. “Thanks again!”

Adrien sighed, watching her hurry away.

“You can’t keep that thing,” Plagg huffed.

He turned to the kwami, quirking an eyebrow. “Jealous?”

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anonymous asked:

Something with plants prompt?

Well, seeing as this was a pretty broad prompt, I decided to have some fun with it.

“Hey, what’s this?”

Nino glanced over at the potted plant on his windowsill. “Oh, I’m keeping it there for my sister. Apparently, my window gets the right amount of light.”

“Yeah, but…” Chat Noir leaned forward to delicately sniff it. “What is it?”


Chat Noir raised a brow. “It smells really good.”

“I mean, I guess it smells alright.” Nino shrugged.

“No, I mean it smells really good.”

Nino straightened, alert now that he noticed the way Chat Noir’s speech was beginning to slur. “Maybe you should stop smelling it.”

“No, it’s fine.” He gently rubbed his cheek against the plant. “It just smells-”

Nino gently grabbed his tail to tug him away from the catnip. “Okay, I know you keep saying you’re not a cat, but just this once, I think you kind of are.”

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kickassfu  asked:

ladrien + manga

The moment Adrien learned that someone in Japan wrote a manga about him and Ladybug, he had to have it.

In less than 48 hours, there was a copy of Miraculous Defender Ladybug Volume 1 in his hands.

…Not that he could read Japanese. But he could follow along with the Chinese scanlations and write a French translation of that on sticky notes, carefully cutting and covering the word balloons with them.

It was worth it to see the look of absolute joy on Alya’s face when he showed her the next day.

“Please let me take pictures for the Ladyblog, please, please, please, PLEEEEEEASE!!!” she begged, her phone already in hand.

“Alright, alright!” Adrien said, laughing. “But only the first chapter, okay? There’s an official version coming out next month and I won’t ruin it for anyone else.”

“You are ruining nothing,” Alya insisted. She gleefully flipped through the pages, Nino and Marinette both reading over her shoulder.

Lunch in the park with his friends went much quicker with the manga to talk about. Too soon, they were headed back to school, still stuck on the cliffhanger.

“If Félix doesn’t kiss Ladybug in the next book, I’m going to scream,” said Alya, manga open in her hands.

“Preach it!” said Nino. He high-fived Alya while Marinette flailed.

“I—Ladybug wouldn’t let—th-there’s probably rules or, um…” she mumbled.

Adrien kept quiet, ignoring his growing blush. ‘Félix’ was Chat’s secret identity in the manga; Ladybug saved him from muggers and the volume ended with Félix determined to give her a thank-you kiss.

Félix was a very different person, but…

“You’ve been quiet, bro. What do you think?” Nino asked.

“I think I would kiss her,” Adrien answered absently, not realizing he’d fumbled his pronouns until Marinette walked into a pole.

I’m Yours

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Directly follows “Deadly Sweet.”   This one did not come out as smoothly, so I’m hoping the edits made it better.

“Goodnight Maman, Papa,” Marinette called as she headed toward her room.

“Going to visit Chat?” her mother asked, knowingly.

Once her parents got to know the superhero, the teasing had changed, rather than letting up, and she hadn’t even told them about… whatever it was between them.  "I’m not sure,“ she replied, trying not to let any further hints by.  "I think he had something until after eight, so it depends on how tired he is.”

“If he stops by, see if you can pin down a game night,” her father asked.  "I dug out some of the old classic games we talked about last time, and I think he’d like them.“

Marinette nodded.  "I’ll ask him when I see him.”

“Great,” her father said.  "Gotta get to know the future son-in-law somehow.“

"What!?”  Marinette froze on the fourth step, turning to stare.  

“Honey,” her mother said, gently chastising.  "I told you she’s not ready to hear that yet.“  She patted his shoulder.

He smiled up at Marinette.  "Sorry Cupcake.  Just pretend I didn’t say that.”  He turned back to his wife, lowering his voice, but not quite enough.  "But we can talk about it, right?“

"You’d better believe it.”  Her mother winked and they wandered toward their room, each with one arm around the other.

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smartypants82  asked:

for the fandom meme: miraculous ladybug ((if you know that show))

Oohh, yes, I adore Miraculous Ladybug!!! I went through a craze a few months back XDDD

Favorite Male Character: Chat Noir

Originally posted by sarady

Do Chat and Adrien count as two different people? ‘Cause if they do, I prefer Chat. He’s adorkable and sweet and he loves Ladybug so much <3 <3 <3 I wish we got to see more of this side of him as Adrien.

Favorite Female Character: Ladybug

Originally posted by miraculousladybuggifs

One of the few series where the main characters are actually my favourites, surprisingly. I adore how sassy and confident she is as Ladybug <3 And like with Adrien, I just love when you see her confident side as Marinette. I want to see more playful banter between their civilian selves T^T

Least Favorite Character: Chloe Bourgeois

Originally posted by akumatized

I hate bully characters like her, and ngl, I’m still bitter about her getting the bee miraculous.

Favorite Ship: Ladynoir

Originally posted by miraculousgifsbug

And every other side of the love square!! Though Ladynoir is definitely my favourite side <3 They’re just so badass and I love the easy camaraderie between them!!

Favorite Friendship: Marinette and Alya

Originally posted by miraculousgifsbug

They just??? Love each other so much!?!?!? They would go to the ends of the Earth for each other and they always have each other’s backs and I adore them so much <3 Nino and Adrien come at a very close second!

Favorite Quote: “ Geez, it’s hard to be creative under pressure.” As an author, this quote speaks to my soul.

Worst Character Death (if any): I don’t actually think there are any…does Ms. Agreste count? It’s the only death I can think of, but it does make me rather sad T^T She looked so sweet and loving, and poor Adrien…

This made me so happy you have no idea Moment: 

Originally posted by cookiemonster-x3

Listen, I know it was just because of an akuma but???? I WANT THEM TO KISS SO BADLY???? PLEASE bring us a kiss, s2!!!

Saddest Moment: Basically the entire Bubbler episode?? I’m just…poor Adrien!!! And Nino just loves him so much and he just wants his best friend to have fun and have a birthday party and just enjoy himself. And then Gabriel just has to go and be a fucking douchebag. Poor bby T^T

Favorite Location: The Dupain-Cheng Bakery

It’s just such a beautiful, gorgeous place, and honestly, I would kill to live there. Marinette’s little balcony is gorgeous and it would be so awesome to be able to go up there at night and watch the sky and drink a nice hot cup of cocoa.

bounserr  asked:

"So how far down does this zipper go chat?" (ML prompt)

This one got a little longer than I expected, but I had a great time writing it. It does possibly get a bit suggestive at the end, but most of it is just Adrien being ridiculous.

“So, how far down does this zipper go, Chat?”

Adrien raised a brow. “That’s when you woke up?”

“Yeah, it’s the fifth dream I’ve had with him this week.” Nino sighed. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Adrien shrugged, laying back on his bed and settling the phone against his ear. “I mean, he did save you from that akuma last week.”

“That doesn’t explain dreaming about him.”

“It might.” Adrien chuckled. “Maybe you feel like you owe him a kiss for being your knight in shining leather.”

“You know, I only told you this cause I felt guilty, and now you’re teasing me,” Nino grumbled.

“Sorry,” Adrien said, although he didn’t sound particularly guilty, “But, hey, maybe you’ll feel less guilty now.”

“I’ll feel less guilty when I stop dreaming about someone besides my boyfriend.”

“Maybe you can pretend I’m Chat Noir.” Adrien regretted it the instant he said it, but it was too late to take back now. He just had to hope Nino would laugh it off.

Nino did laugh, but then he followed it up with a suggestion Adrien never expected. “Yeah, you can wear a Chat Noir costume, and I can find a Ladybug one, so both of us can make out with our celebrity crushes. Sounds like a fun evening.”

Adrien’s mouth went dry. Despite moving on from his crush on Ladybug, he had to admit the idea of seeing Nino in spots was more than just a little appealing. “Are we…still kidding?”

Nino was quiet for a moment, then he hesitantly spoke, “We don’t have to be.”

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trashcangarbageman  asked:

Ninette 11, 31, or 13 please? Thank you so much also I love your writing it makes me whole

“I don’t know about this.” Nino eyed the razor on the counter skeptically.

“Sweetheart, I love you and find you incredibly attractive but the soul patch has got to go,” Marinette replied, grabbing a can of shaving cream.

“B-but it looks cool.”

“It really doesn’t.”

“Mari, I’m a DJ. We have a different kind of style.”

Marinette simply looked at him.

“Okay, yeah, I knew that wasn’t going to work on you,” he sighed. “Can’t I just keep it a little longer?”

Marinette pressed the top of the nozzle and shaving cream filled her hand with a hiss.

“Come on, love. We don’t have to do this.”

Marinette transferred some of the shaving cream into her other palm. She brought her hands up towards her fiancee’s face only to suddenly find her own face covered in shaving cream.

Nino took a step back, brandishing the shaving cream can. “Be cool, darling, be cool. We can all come out of this okay if we just–”

Nino sputtered and coughed, face coated in baby powder. “Okay, that was so not cool.”

Marinette giggled and stepped back, lotion in one hand and baby powder in the other. “Come at me, bro.” 

After an hour of cleaning the bathroom and a long shower, the couple stretched out on the couch together. Marinette ran a finger over the dark hair under Nino’s lip. “I guess it isn’t so bad.”

“I knew you’d come around to my way of thinking.”

“I always do,” she smiled, kissing his nose.

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Y’all. I am loving me some Ninette right now, like, oh man. Thanks so much for the prompt, @trashcangarbageman <3 And thank you for your sweet words. You have totally made my Thursday! XD

If you would like a ML drabble, choose a word from this list and send me a paring and I will get to them when I can. Screen names will get priority over anonymous and I don’t mind doing multiple prompts for the same people, just send them in separate asks. :D

anonymous asked:

"Is that my shirt?" Djwifi

“Is that my shirt?” Alya asked as she walked into the living room where her fiance was eating breakfast while flipping through the netflix cue. 

“Hey I got you some viennoise au chocolat,” he said holding up the tempting looking loaf with a knowing grin. 

“Don’t change the subject,” Alya said, even as her fingers twitched at the smell of her favorite treat. “Are you or are you not wearing MY shirt?” 

“Well I thought we would match,” Nino said lightly, a mischievous gleam in his eye as he looked down at the ‘Chat Noir love’s mew’ tee shirt he had stolen from her side of the dresser. 

“Match?” Alya said with a raised eyebrow. 

His smile grew wider as he pointed to a simply wrapped box sitting on the coffee table. 

“What’s this,” Alya asked warily coming down to sit on the couch next to him. 

“Just open in.” 

Alya plucked up the package and carefully unwrapped the pale orange paper. She pulled back the tissue paper and gasped. 

“Is this the new Miraculous line Ladybug dress? I didn’t think these were even out for release until next month!” 

“Eh, I know a guy,” Nino said wiggling his eyebrows. 

“Well tell Adrien I said thank you,” she teased leaning in to give him a kiss. “Thank you. What’s the occasion anyways?”

“Now I know you haven’t had your morning coffee,” Nino laughed reaching into the box and plucking out an envelope. 

Alya pulled out the card. 

To the love of my life and my dearest friend: congratulations on the 7th anniversary of the Ladyblog. It takes a hell of a women to help save the world and still report about it too. I am proud of you Foxy Lady, 

Your’s always- Nino

Alya felt tears prickling at the corners of her eyes. “You remembered,” she breathed, “I didn’t even remember!” 

“Well I have always been the responsible one in our little group.” 

Alya leaned back in for another kiss, deeper this time. “I love you so much.” 

“I know.” 

“Oh God, you’ve been watching Star Wars with Adrien again haven’t you.” 

“I absolutely have not, I’ve been watching Star Wars with Marinette,” he laughed as Alya playfully pounced on top of him and began nibbling at his neck. 

“Did you want to try on your new dress?” 

“I might need some help getting out of these pajamas first,” she grinned. 

Marichat May Day 14 - Age-Up Chat Noir

Chat gets hit with by an akuma who makes people look like they aged ten years. Marinette can not handle how attractive she finds a twenty-five looking Chat Noir.

Rated T || 1,837 Words

Cross posted on Ao3 || FF

Cut Glass

The akuma should have been a quick fight, considering its powers were relatively weak. All Age-Bender did was give people the look that they’d aged ten years. Unfortunately for Paris’s two heroes, a simple fight is not what happened. Apparently, five years of judo as a civilian makes up for lame powers as an akuma.

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i’m not dead yet but i’m v close

eponine = alya
enjolras = marinette
grantaire = nino
marius = adrien



eponine: dont listen to marinette

enjolras: Ummm????
LIsten to Marinette

eponine: no fuck u

enjolras: :P

grantaire: ????????
what did you do  

eponine: NOTHI N G

enjolras: She tried to chase Chat after the akuma attack and almost fell in the Seine 

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Hot chocolate

There isn’t enough Adrinino stuff so here is my first contribution to help rectify that. Definitely not the last I’ll be writing of them.


“No, Nino, what’re you doing? I’m nice and warm.” Adrien whined as his best friend shuffled off the bed they were sharing while they cuddled. “Very rude.” He immediately gathered up the rest of the blanket that Nino wasn’t using to cover himself.

“I’m just getting a drink, bro, sheesh.” He chuckled and shook his head. Even in winter pajamas Adrien was apparently still cold.

“But I’m cooold.”

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