older Miles is a bit of an ass, complete with snide remarks, a perpetual bad mood, and of course, more lying. he almost reminds me of Felix but more obnoxious. he still has a huge crush on Adrienne though that has only gotten worse over the years. only her bright sunshine behavior seems to bring out the softer side of him
So I had this request to have chat, nathaniel and marinette all trapped in an enclosed space, for a long time and finally had a brilliant idea for it (with the help of @squirrellygirlart ) Hope you all enjoy it :) Thanks for the request anon!!
Marinette’s class was helping out at Chloe’s hotel for the day. It was something their class had done once a year every year for as long as Marinette could remember. It was supposed to teach them something about responsibility and the job market and of course Marinette always ended up with the worst jobs on account of Chloe’s hatred for her and today was no different. Marinette was stuck with Gofer duty while Adrien was put at the front desk along with Chloe. Marinette was more than just a little disappointed by it. It happened every year of course but Marinette was beginning to feel that her crush on Adrien was more than a little hopeless. Needless to say Marinette was feeling more than a little discouraged that day. Of course the rage filled akuma that was tearing through the hotel didn’t do much to help improve Marinette’s mood. Marinette ran down the hallway akuma following close behind fiery hair sticking on end as she screamed in fury. A small fiery blast landed near Marinette’s foot. She yelped as she pushed herself to run faster.
“Marinette!” Marinette was quickly grabbed around the waist and yanked into another hallway as a fiery blast dissolved where she had previously been standing. Marinette looked up to see glowing green eyes staring back at her. She rested her hands on his shoulders their chests brushing against one another as they both tried to catch their breath.
“Chat Noir,” Marinette greeted breathlessly. Chat smirked at her.
“Afternoon Princess, are you alright?” Chat asked, eyes giving her a once over. Marinette nodded.
“I think so,” Marinette assured.
“Good, come on, we need to get you to safety,” Chat Noir released her waist instead taking her hand in his and pulling her along behind him. Marinette let him lead her deciding to transform once he left her to take care of the akuma. Chat rounded a corner only for them to find themselves face to face with the fiery beast. Marinette and Chat Noir skidded to a stop. Chat and Marinette both squeaked as the akuma smiled wickedly down at them fire brewing in her open hand.
“Make a run for it?” Marinette asked cautiously. Chat Noir’s head made a jerky nod. The akuma reeled her arm back fiery blast aimed their way.
“Time to go!” Chat shouted turning on his heel and tore down the hall, Marinette still in hand. Chat led them towards an open elevator at the end of the hall. The doors slowly began to close. Chat released Marinette’s hand diving inside the doorway and keeping the doors open for Marinette. Marinette skidded to a stop just before the elevators glancing back as she heard a door open. Nathaniel stepped into the hallway looking down at his sketch book oblivious to the raging akuma headed straight towards them.
fic starter thinG!!!: "As soon as Marinette showed up at school with her hair down, Adrien realized one thing."
As soon as Marinette showed up at school with her hair down, Adrien realized one thing: Marinette was hiding something. And that something happened to be a big fat red mark on the side of her neck! Adrien kept staring at the offending piece of skin, anger bubbling up inside him. Was Marinette seeing someone? And who the hell was marking her up like that? No one was allowed to mark his Princess like that- no wait! Marinette wasn’t his Prince- Marinette winced as she touched the sensitive flesh. Fuck it! Adrien was paying whoever had marked her a semi-threatening visit as Chat Noir!
“Chill girl! It’s really not that obvious!” Alya tried to comfort Marinette who was nervously pulling at her hair.
“Are you sure?” Marinette asked pulling her hair in front of the glaringly red area. Adrien bit back a growl.
“Totally!” Alya reassured her.
“This is all your fault you know,” Marinette hissed keeping her head down. Adrien’s eyebrows suddenly shot upwards. Alya and Marinette are-?
“I know, I’m so sorry girl! I didn’t mean to get your neck with the curling iron last night!” Alya apologized.
I’m not accepting any more prompts– I’m just finishing up the ones I have