Transformation reveal
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Leap of Faith by Danaeka
Fandoms: 泣きたい私は猫をかぶる | Nakitai Watashi wa Neko wo Kaburu | A Whisker Away (2020)
29 Dec 2020
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She heard the gasps and the screams, yet she ran, ran as fast as she could, screaming for the mask seller, she was done. Done with this world.
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Marinette smiles softly and does a half-wave with one hand. It’s painstakingly adorable. Adrien can’t look at her directly.
“Hi, Adrien,” she says.
Say something, you idiot, a voice that sounds disturbingly like Plagg yells in his head. “Hi,” he manages to choke out. Good, now say her name. “Marinette Dupain-Cheng.” Not her full – that’s it, I give up.
Maybe Adrien's freaking out enough that his poor neurons have gained access to kwami telepathy.
“Marinette,” he tries again. Just be Chat. Just be Chat. “You’re a thief.”
“What?”
“I mean, are you a heart? Because I’m a thief. And you stole it.”
Maybe if he asks his dad, he can go back to being homeschooled.
(Or: 5 times Marinette and Adrien are utterly unsuccessful at confessing their feelings + 1 time they realize they don’t have to)
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Adrien accidentally finds out Ladybug's identity and panics.
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Chat Noir is Adrien, and Marinette is freaking out. If she manages to quiet her internal screaming, maybe she can also find the guts to tell him her identity too. And maybe they'll actually live happily ever after—well, as soon as Tikki and Plagg are done humiliating them.
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“C'mon Bugaboo. Do you really think we can fight like this? Maybe just a 15 minute break will be the best option.” Chat said with a little smile and open arms, inviting her to lay on the floor with him.
The words came out before she could manage them. “Fine. Just a lil' bit.”
Chat was laying on his stomach, and hummed happily as Ladybug settled down next to him, not quite touching, but still. She must've been uncomfortable since she got up and decided to lay on his back. Her nose was buried in his neck, close enough for him to feel her breathing on his scalp. Her hands were lightly clutching his shoulders and her legs were dangling off his hips. He never felt more comfortable in his whole life, and he was laying on concrete.