Untitled Miraculous Ladybug drabble (2015-12-05)

Marinette is one of the youngest Ladybugs you’ve ever chosen.

It’s worrying.

With your older Ladybugs, you could trust them–they had experience to fall back on, they had lived full lives. You don’t have that with Marinette.

It’s not that you doubt her capabilities, but being Ladybug isn’t safe.

You’ve had Ladybugs die on you before.

It’s not that their lives are somehow worth less than Marinette’s–no, each one of your Ladybugs is precious to you–but you feel less guilty if they’ve lived before you choose them. Before you get them killed.

You hope Marinette won’t follow in their footsteps.

You are bad luck, plain and simple. Your existence has always been one of misfortune. Danger and death are common enough side effects.

For the most part, you choose Black Cats who know that going in. The ones who don’t mind a little risk–the ones who maybe even want it.

Not suicidal, no, can’t do anything with a suicidal holder. Basic self preservation is necessary to wield that much power without imploding. But a certain recklessness helps.

A certain thrill-seeking tendency that makes a normal human choose to be a bearer of bad luck.

Adrien is… different.

If you were the kind of kwami to feel guilt, you might over your chosen holder this time, but at the same time, well. Maybe you wouldn’t.

Adrien was imprisoned–in a house, by his father’s expectations, by loneliness–and maybe you took advantage of that. But he is noble, optimistic, adventurous–a hero in one form or another. And maybe you took advantage of that, too, but maybe you’re just helping each other.

It’s a dangerous world out there, after all.

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A/N: Some drabbles from the kwami’s point of view. Maybe I should give this series a name? I DUNNO, I just wonder what it’s like to be an immortal spirit that bestows magical dangerous powers on people. And why they would choose teenagers for this go around…

edit: now on ao3 as part of the series Spots and Bells (and Unnamed Tales) here!

Word Prompts (P44): Princess

You are Rapunzel with wings, Sleeping Beauty in armor, Snow White with sword and shield. You are a princess and a warrior.

You are the Belle that tamed the Beast and Red who survived the Wolf. You are Cinderella without a curfew and the Little Mermaid without compromise. You are a lady; you are a miracle.

You do not accept defeat.

“Give him back,” you demand through gritted teeth, tasting the iron and simmering rage of your own blood. You clench your fists. There is no question on whether or not you will get Chat back, only a matter of how many punches it’ll take for that to happen.

For Tikki’s sake, you hope none. But you feel like you could take on an army of akuma even without her magic. It’s not desperation but rather, the confidence that the world will meet your expectations. Or you will forcibly twist it to do so–and with your bare hands at that.

“He doesn’t want to go back,” Hawk Moth says, so still and pristine–frozen and unmarred like prey about to be horrendously slaughtered, “Do you Chat Blanc?”

Between you stands Chat, uniform the same except for the glaringly obvious color change, expression solemn and placid and nothing at all like what you know of him.

“You see, Ladybug? He doesn’t want to go anywhere,” and then Hawk Moth’s face shifts, lip curling and eyes narrowing, “Not so fond of being the outnumbered Miraculous holder, are you?”

You hate like you’ve never done before.

“His name is Chat Noir,” you respond, and you can almost hear Tikki saying it with you, can almost feel her own anger on behalf of her fellow kwami, “And outnumbered doesn’t mean outmatched.”

You are a ladybug–luck and hope incarnate–you are a girl in love, you are a worried friend, you are a heroine on the edge of danger.

You will only accept success.

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A/N: … I have so many feeling for this show I have yet to watch I am extremely confused and yet absolutely thrilled.

Got this word prompt and just knew it had to go for Miraculous Ladybug, but I don’t know if I executed what I had in my head as well as I hoped…

edit: now on ao3 as part of the series Spots and Bells (and Unnamed Tales) here!

Untitled Miraculous Ladybug drabble (2015-11-15)

“Hey,” she says, hand catching your elbow in a gentle grip. You turn to her, a flower towards the sun, attention focused entirely on her. She smiles and you try not to swoon, try not to make a total embarrassment of yourself.

“You were amazing today,” she continues, and you can feel your heart hammering away in your chest, “Thanks, Chat.”

You barely contain the stutter that wants to tangle your tongue, and instead you grin and shoot back, “I’m amazing every day,” so eager to impress her.

She rolls her eyes and lets you go and you know you’ve said the wrong thing so you try again, “But not as amazing as you, my Lady.”

Maybe you only imagine the curl of her lip and the flush of her cheek, but it stays with you even after you split ways.

School is difficult. Not the classes, no, because you’ve always been a quick learner, but people? Trying not to mess up? That’s tough.

It’s strange because it’s not out of embarrassment–he’s a model, he pretty much has no shame–but it’s… There’s a reason why he likes physics and math best: there’s a correct answer, he just has to use logic to find it. The same cannot be said for human interaction.

When he sees the way Marinette stammers and curls up and runs away, he doesn’t remember what he did wrong. He doesn’t know why she’s so bright and confident around their other classmates, but shrivels up whenever he’s near. He tries not to take it personally, except for how she’s literally only like that around him.

By day, causing anxiety in Marinette, and by night, getting brushed off by Ladybug.

He is one unlucky cat.

~

A/N: God, what, what? I haven’t even watched an episode but I’ve fallen headlong into the fandom via hilarious fanart about this dumb, sad anime cat boy and the total BOSS of a ladybug he’s in love with.

DO I HAVE TO LEARN FRENCH TO WATCH THIS OR WHAT? English dubs usually make me cringe for some reason, so I’d rather watch it in the original with subtitles…

I think what I like best about the LadyNoir ship (and variations thereof) is that it isn’t a question of will they or won’t they, it’s a question of WHEN WILL THEY GET THEIR SHIT TOGETHER and HOW HILARIOUS WILL IT BE WHEN THEY FINALLY DO.

edit: now on ao3 as part of the series Spots and Bells (and Unnamed Tales) here!