XYs Muse

XY’s Muse

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uploaded on 02/22/21

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Chapter 7

Chloe Bourgeois was not a good person.

Everybody knew that.

People believed that she was nothing but a spoiled brat.

And in a way, Chloe knew that they were right.

Her dad was the mayor. She grew up surrounded by the most influential people and she watched as her dad manipulated everyone to get what he wanted.

She grew up believing it was normal.

So as the years passed and her parents began to drift apart from her, Chloe did what her dad did best.

Chloe began to manipulate everyone around her.

She made Paris believe that she was nothing but a spoiled brat who had her daddy wrapped around her pinky finger.

It was too easy.

No one questioned her attitude.

After all, Paris only saw a basic white girl with blonde hair and blue eyes.

It made Chloe want to scream. She wanted a challenge.

She hated how people immediately did what she wanted them to do just because she threatened to call her dad.

Do they even know that the laws in Paris said that it was illegal?

How could people be so stupid?

It took Chloe several days before she decided to use this to her advantage.

In a matter of weeks, Chloe had everyone in Paris believing that she had no worth. The only thing she was good at was threatening everyone around her, just because she was the mayor’s daughter.

Then, Chloe met Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Oh, how Chloe loved the tiny pigtailed girl.

Someone who actually made things interesting.

Someone who gave her a challenge.

But as Chloe continued to torment the pigtailed girl, Marinette slowly stopped defending herself.

Chloe didn’t know why.

She thought that the more she made Marinette miserable, the more Marinette would fight back against her.

So why? Why did Marinette just accept the awful things that Chloe did to her?

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

Her daddy always told her that the more you push someone towards the edge, the more they’ll push back.

That’s how politics worked!

Marinette was supposed to fight back and then they would slowly become friends.

Chloe and Marinette were supposed to rule Paris together.

Side by side.

The two five year olds were supposed to become sisters in everything but blood.

It took years before Chloe realized what went wrong with her plan.

Marinette didn’t grow up with manipulative people. Chloe did.

Marinette grew up surrounded by people who loved her. Chloe didn’t.

Marinette is a good person. Chloe isn’t.

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Everyone knew that Marinette was a bubbly child.

She was always happy and smiling, even as a baby.

When she finally learned how to talk, she couldn’t stop. She would walk around the bakery asking people if they needed help. Marinette could always put a smile on everyone’s faces.

At least that’s what she believed.

Marinette was excited for her first day of school. She was finally five years old. She could attend école.

She couldn’t wait to make friends.

Her papa even let her take a pack of macarons from the bakery so that she could share them with her class.

Her papa told her that a good way to make friends was to give them food.

And he was right!

Everyone wanted to be Marinette’s friend. Even when she didn’t have food to give them.

They still wanted to get to know her. It was really fun.

Marinette never noticed the blonde girl from the back of the room staring at her with her calculating blue eyes.

As the weeks passed, Marinette began to realize that something was wrong.

It started off small.

But then it began to become more obvious.

Her friends began to ignore her.

But Marinette could tell that they didn’t want to, she could see the fear in their eyes.

But why?

Marinette didn’t think she looked scary. Her mama and papa always told her she was cute.

Marinette’s eyes looked around the room and noticed that a blonde girl was staring at her.

Marinette’s dark blue eyes met the girl’s light ones.

The girl raised an eyebrow at her. As if asking, what do you want?

Marinette looked away and asked the boy next to her, Ryan, if he knew the girl's name.

The dark-skinned boy stared at her with his green eyes as if she was dumb and muttured a quick, “Chloe. Her name is Chloe Bourgeois.”

Marinette felt her eyebrows scrunch up in confusion. Why did that name sound so familiar?

She tapped her pencil against her desk.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Chloe was the mayor’s daughter. Marinette realized, her blue eyes were wide and she turned to look at the blonde again. She’s pretty.

Ryan caught her staring at Chloe. “Don’t talk to her.”

Marinette looked at him with bewilderment. “What? Why?”

“You don’t know?”

“Know what?” Marinette didn’t know anything. She didn’t even know that Chloe was in her class at all. She never noticed the blonde until now!

“She told everyone to stop hanging out with you.” Ryan slowly told her.

“Why?”

“I don’t know.”

“I don’t even know her.”

“Well, she doesn’t like you.”

“But why would she not like me if I don’t even know her.”

“I don’t know.” Ryan repeated. “Look. I already took a risk by even talking to you.”

“Wha-”

Ryan interrupted her. “Stop talking to me!”

The whole class stared at them and Marinette felt her cheeks heat up. She heard her teacher’s booming voice ask, “What’s going on there?”

Ryan pointed at her. “She keeps talking to me even though I told her to stop, Ms. Delgado.”

Snitch.

Ms. Delgado’s dark brown eyes glared at the five year old. “Marinette, we are learning right now. You can talk to him during recess.” Her teacher pointed at the problem on the board. “Since you keep talking, I’m guessing that means that you know what we’re doing.”

The pigtailed girl shook her head. “No, I don’t know what we’re learning about.”

“Ma’am.”

Marinette clenched her fists, “No, I don’t know what we’re learning about ma’am.”

“That’s what I thought.” Marinette lowered her eyes so that her teacher couldn’t see them. “As punishment, you will stay here five minutes after I dismiss everyone for recess.” Marinette gulped. She could feel everyone’s eyes on her. “Am I understood?”

Marinette could only whisper a quick, “Yes, ma’am.”

Things only got worse after that.

Marinette didn’t know what happened during the five minutes she missed but no one could even look at her. Whenever she tried to talk to another kid, they would ignore her. Some would even glare at her.

Marinette didn’t know what she did wrong. She wasn’t the first person to get in trouble. So why was everyone only ignoring her and not the other kids that got in trouble too.

It wasn’t fair.

Why didn’t anyone like her anymore?

She didn’t even notice someone approaching her until it was too late.

“What a crybaby.” she heard a girl scoff.

Marinette didn’t even notice that she was crying. She tried to wipe the tears from her face but it was too late. She glanced up and saw the blonde girl glaring at her. “What do you want?” Marinette’s voice was hoarse.

“From you? I want nothing.” The way that Chloe was looking at her made Marinette uncomfortable. “I thought I had competition but looking at you right now, you’re just pathetic. Even more pathetic than the macaroons you brought to school on our first day.” Chloe let out a shrill laugh. “You’re worth nothing.”

As Chloe started to walk away, Marinette found her voice. “I am not pathetic. I’m not the one who made people stop being friends with me because they were jealous.”

Chloe’s icy blue eyes glared at Marinette, “Jealous? Why would I be jealous of you?” Marinette opened her mouth to reply before Chloe cut her off, “Trust me. No one wanted to be friends with you anyways. I just gave them a reason to stop.”

“You’re lying!” Marinette protested. Her tiny body was shaking. “They were my friends. And they wanted to be my friends until you opened your big stupid mouth.”

Chloe walked towards Marinette. Every step forward that Chloe made, Marinette took a step back.

A few seconds later, Marinette felt her back against a wall. She saw Chloe smirk. “Pathetic and stupid.” Chloe taunted. “You really are just a baker’s daughter.” Marinette felt her eyes tearing up and judging by the way Chloe was walking closer towards her, Marinette knew that Chloe noticed.

Marinette waited for Chloe to say something but she didn’t. Instead, Chloe was just staring at her. “You’re wrong.” Marinette spat out. “You’re wrong.”

She saw Chloe smirk before she began to walk away from her. “We’ll see. Marinette. But trust me,” Chloe’s eyes met hers. “It’ll only get worse from here.”

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Chloe knew that she didn’t deserve Marinette’s forgiveness. She made her école years a living hell.

Chloe made sure that no one wanted to be her friend.

And the sad part was that it was too easy.

If they were her actual friends, then they would’ve at least tried to argue against Chloe. But nope. They didn’t even care. They just let it happen.

People would argue that they didn’t know any better. They were just kids, everyone would say, it was their first year of attending school. They didn’t know any better.

It made Chloe want to scoff. Those kids watched as she humiliated Marinette over and over again.

For six years.

Sure, they were probably scared of Chloe because of who her father was. But all Chloe told them was to ignore Marinette. Make sure that she doesn’t have friends.

That’s it.

Of course, the last threat didn’t even matter because Nino befriended her. But at least it gave Marinette a bit of her fire back.

Too bad it was nothing more than a weak flame.

It was so weak that Chloe would’ve blown it out with a swish of her ponytail.

Honestly, Chloe knew that she should’ve stopped tormenting Marinette right after she stopped defending herself.

But it was too late.

The friends that Marinette made during the first few weeks of school loved the fact that they could do anything to Marinette and they wouldn’t get in trouble.

This happened a few years after Chloe made her first threat against Marinette. They were in what, their final year of école.

Chloe made sure that everyone stayed in the same class during their years of école.

Did she regret it?

Yes.

Did it teach Chloe anything?

Yes.

Those six years Chloe spent with the class, she promised herself one thing.

She would never be gullible in making friends.

The people that Marinette once called her friends, made her final year a living hell.

They treated her worse than Chloe ever did.

Way worse.

All Chloe did was torment Marinette verbally.

She never pretended to be someone’s friend only to stab them in the back.

Chloe had standards.

Plus, Chloe never meant for things to go that far.

So when Marinette wasn’t in the classroom, Chloe did what she knew best.

Manipulate the people around her.

Chloe didn’t know if Marinette noticed the difference in the class dynamic, but it was the least she could do.

In the next year, Chloe would never see the imbeciles around her again. It would only be Chloe, Marinette, and Nino who would be attending Francois Dupont.

Chloe would have a fresh start. Then she would slowly begin to redeem herself. And she would apologize to Marinette.

So, as Chloe sat on the edge of her bed, her phone in her hand. She finally liked the picture that she’s been staring at for the past few minutes.

After all, it was the least she could do.

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note: i don’t know why i wrote this. It definitely wasn’t what i expected to write but my mind wanted to write it so I did. Does this chapter make sense though? I honestly have no idea. I just wanted Chloe’s walk towards redemption to start. Sorry for the late chapter though. I had a very off week. Freshman year of highschool sure is fun!

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Agreed. We all know that Marinette can be a bit extra when it comes to people liking Adrien, which is honestly stupid because Adrien is a model.

Of course Alya just assumes Marinette is jealous.

Lets go down the list of shit Marinette has done cuz of her big ass obsessive crush on Adrien.

Stolen his phone.

Keeps fucking day dreaming about him and barely functioning like a human being when hes around.

Stalked him a few times.

Broken into his house

Has his schedule on her wall and pictures of him all over.

Planned out their marriage and shit??

Joined with CHLOE against Kagami.

Stolen Kagamis fucking phone just to snoop through it!

Followed Lila and Adrien just cuz he was gonna be alone with some girl.

So yeah, if I was Alya Id assume she was just jealous/over reacting too.

And Alya only said ONE thing about that in Chameleon but she still listened to her. So Alya salt is ridiculous.

XY’s Muse

Based on this prompt

Like I have stated before, this is my first fanfic. Please let me know what you think of it. Any kind of criticism will be welcome.

uploaded on 01/23/21

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Chapter 2

XY was staring at the ceiling. A week has already passed. And he still couldn't stop thinking about the day he spent with Marinette. It was the most fun he'd had in a while.

Before the whole Silencer fiasco, his father would not stop pressuring him to produce a new song. So when they met up for dinner and his dad came up with the idea of stealing someone else's music, he couldn’t bring himself to decline.

XY knew it was wrong.

But all he wanted was the chance to finally impress his dad. Bob Roth might not have the best attitude towards him, but he was all XY had left.

Xy already lost his mom. He would not lose his dad too.

At least, that's what he believed. He should've known that his father was just using him for money. According to his dad, money was the most valuable thing in life.

XY scoffed. He should've known better. He should've known that all his father thought of hi-

He felt a buzz in his pocket and his face immediately brightened. Marinette just texted him!

Marinette: what's up?

Marinette: have u been inspired yet?

Marinette gave XY the idea to just sit back and let inspiration hit him. It was a common idea but it was one that most people tend to forget in the long run.

XY: nothing much

XY: and nope.

XY: my dad has been pressuring me to come up with something tho

Marinette: ignore him

Marinette: he's just mad cause he can't get any ladies

The three dots popped up on his screen.

Marinette: OH CRAP I'M LATE

Marinette: TTYL.

XY rolled his eyes and smiled.

They've been texting back and forth these past few days. He's learned so many things about her and vice versa.

It was nice. It's been a while since XY has had a friend.

Maybe she'll be even more, XY couldn’t help but think as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Huh," XY said out loud. "Even more"

And just like that, inspiration for his next song hit him.

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Marinette was thinking of a certain blonde-haired, blue-eyed musician when she heard her phone ring.

"Tikki!" she screamed, staring at her phone as if it was Hawkmoth himself.. "He's calling me. XY is calling me."

Tikki sighed and floated next to Marinette, "Maybe you should answer it. It would be pretty rude to keep him waiting."

"Right, right," Marinette answered his call and hoped her voice didn’t sound as squeaky as she thought it did.. "Hey."

"Hey."

There was a moment of awkward silence.

Marinette didn’t know what to do. She glanced at the small goddess.

Tikki rolled her eyes at their awkwardness as she gestured to the phone. Ask him why he called you, she mouthed to Marinette.

Marinette nodded. That was a smart idea. "So," Marinette cleared her throat. "Why did you call me?"

"Right, Uhm." Marinette heard him shuffling around his room. "You know how you've been asking me if I was inspired and stuff?"

Marinette's eyes grew wide and a huge smile took over her face as she started to nod before remembering that he couldn't see her. "Yep." she eagerly said, "Did you find any?"

"Yes!" Marinette could hear the excitement in his voice. "I was actually wondering if you wanted to design the outfits for my music video."

Marinette's eyes looked shocked. "Yes!" she jumped around in excitement before remembering she was still in a call with XY. "Why me though?"

XY’s voice sounded confused.. "What do you mean, why you? You're literally perfect for it. You're talented. Plus, everyone loves your designs."

Marinette’s cheeks resembled a tomato. She has never been more thankful for the fact that he couldn't see her right now.

"Thank you." Marinette managed to mumble. "That really means a lot."

"You're welcome." XY said. Marinette had a feeling he was smiling though. "I have to go and have my dad listen to the demo. But I'll text you later, okay?"

"Yep," Marinette whispered and gave Tikki a cookie. "Good luck. I know that whatever song you came up with is gonna sound good. No matter what he'll say."

Marinette heard a faint "Thanks" from the phone before the call ended.

Marinette screamed into her pillow and looked up and saw Tikki look at her with amusement. “I think I like him.”

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"So, what do you think?" XY asked as his father finished listening to his song. "Is it bad? Do you think people will like it?"

Bob Roth grinned at his son. "This is a Masterpiece. Where did you find this?" He gestured to the video of XY singing the song, "Who did you steal this from?"

XY's proud smile immediately turned into a scowl. "What do you mean, who did I steal this from?" He yelled at his dad, his blue eyes glaring at him as he grabbed the demo from the table. "I made it. I came up with it myself." XY felt his eyes tearing up. "Something you would actually know if you thought of me as something more than a money-making machine."

How could he? XY thought as he climbed up the stairs. Is it that hard to believe that I could come up with something good?

XY slammed his door shut. "All I wanted was to prove to him that I wasn't a talentless son." XY put his hands on his face. "I just wanted to make him proud."

XY felt a buzz in his pocket and immediately knew that it was Marinette. After all, she’s the only one that ever texts him.

Marinette: how did it go?

Marinette: did he like it?

XY wiped away the tears that were starting to come out of his eyes. He couldn't help but smile. Marinette certainly had an effect on him.

XY: he called it a masterpiece

Marinette: yes! I knew he would like it.

XY: yeah

XY: but then he asked me who i stole it from

Marinette: THAT JERK

Marinette: WTF

Marinette: THAT's SO MESSED UP

Marinette: HOW COULD HE-

Marinette: DO YOU WANT ME TO BEAT HIM UP FOR YOU????

XY laughed at her text messages. He only started to text her and he already felt better.

XY: no, it's fine

XY: i actually yelled at him

Marinette: ...

Marinette: do you feel better?

XY: actually, yep.

XY: he's a really sucky father

Marinette: for some reason, a lot of the blondes i know have a toxic parent

Marinette: it's kinda sad

XY: maybe it's a paris thing

They texted back and forth, XY laughing at the memes Marinette sent.

XY: You're definitely a daughter of Athena

Marinette: ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

Marinette: is that a percy jackson reference i see

XY: yep

XY: have u read the books?

Marinette: duh

Marinette: you haven't lived til you've read the books

Marinette: sadly, the movies sucked tho

XY: I KNOW

XY: ANNABETH WASN'T EVEN BLONDE

Marinette: EXACTLY!!

Marinette: SJSJSJSJSJSJ

 Marinette: THE MOVIES SCARED ME FOR LIFE

XY: oh yeah

XY: before i forget

XY: what's ur insta?

Marinette: which one

XY scrunched his eyebrows up in confusion.

XY: What do you mean by which one?

Marinette: i have two

Marinette: one as my personal one and the other one for commissions and stuff

XY: ohhh

XY: smart

Marinette: i know ;)

Marinette: my personal one is @Mdupaincheng and the one for my commissions one if @MDCdesigns

XY switched his apps and searched up Marinette's personal instagram. He clicked on the first result that came up.

The profile picture was Marinette in a blue, silky dress that went just above her ankle. There was a slit on her left leg that showed her knee. It was nighttime and Marinette was practically glowing under the city lights. She was staring at something on her right side, with one hand running through her silky black hair which was down for once.

She looked hot.

After XY stopped admiring her profile picture, he finally noticed her follower count.

She had 200,000 followers. 200,000.

It wasn't as high as XY's follower count, that was still quite a lot.

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XY: i didn't know u were insta famous

Marinette: wdym?  

Marinette: which acc

XY: ur personal one

XY: u have over 200k followers

Marinette thought that she read his text wrong. There's no way that Marinette had that many followers. 200,000? There was no way.

Marinette: ur lying

XY: I'm not.

XY: check ur acc

It's been a while since Marinette has logged onto her personal account. The hate she got the last time she's been signed in was too much for her and when Alya told her to log out and just focus on her other account, @MDCdesigns, she couldn't bring herself to argue against her.

Marinette hasn't even thought of that account since that day. So when she logged in and saw that XY wasn't lying, she accidentally dropped her phone in shock.

Tikki looked at Marinette with a questioning look.  

Marinette ignored her kwami and texted the blue-eyes boy back.

Marinette: HOLY SHIT

Marinette: I HAVE 200k FOLLOWERS

Marinette: HOW TF DID THAT HAPPEN

XY: when was the last time you checked ur acc

Marinette: about 3 months ago

Marinette: the media thought i was adrien's gf and his fangirls came at me

Marinette: i got a ton of hate and a friend of mine told me to log out and just focus on my @MDCdesigns acc

Marinette: so i did

Marinette: i haven't thought abt that acc since then

XY: the fangirls were probably just jealous

XY: it's been months so they probably calmed down

XY: I'm looking through the comments rn and so far the latest hate comment you've got was about 2 weeks ago

XY: you've got a bit of a fanbase yk

Marinette: WHAT DO I DO

Marinette: DO I JUST CONTINUE NOT TO POST OR SHOULD I POST SOMETHING ON MY STORY ABT HOW THANKFUL I AM FOR 200k

Marinette: HOW COME NONE OF MY FRIENDS TOLD ME ABT THIS

XY: don't post anything rn

XY: post a picture of yourself and the caption it something that shows ur thankful for the number of followers u received

XY: OH

XY: a few hours before u post the picture, make sure u post on ur story abt how ur back from ur break on social media

XY: that way ppl will understand why u haven't been active

XY: it'll also have ppl prepared for ur post and they'll be waiting for u to post it

XY: that'll give u more engagement and stuff

Marinette: thank u

Marinette: that was really helpful

Marinette: when should i post something?

Marinette: AND I STILL DONT KNOW WHY MY FRIENDS DIDNT SAY ANYTHING ABT THIS

XY: u told ur friend that u were taking a break from social media right?

Marinette: yes

XY: then they probably weren't expecting u to post anything so they weren't checking ur insta

XY: u should post something on the weekend

XY: that way ppl wouldn't bother u during school this week

XY: if u want i can help u come up with ideas tomorrow?

Marinette: yes, please!

Marinette: do u wanna come over

Marinette: we can plan it in my room so that ppl won't overhear us

XY: guess I'll see u tomorrow then

XY: just text me the time ur available and I'll be there

Marinette: make sure to wear a disguise tho!

Marinette: we got lucky last time and no tabloids caught us

XY: ur right

XY: we must've been really lucky if no one got a pic of us

XY: but okay

XY: I'll wear my best disguise

XY: goodnight, princess

Marinette blinked a few times, making sure she read the text correctly.

Princess.

Marinette: goodnight ♥

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XY’s Muse

Based on this prompt

This is my first fanfic. Please let me know how bad it is. Any criticism will be welcome. No matter how harsh.

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Chapter 1

Marinette was just standing around, enjoying the music that Kitty Section was playing when she noticed XY sulking in the corner. Marinette couldn’t help but feel her face soften as she remembered the words his father, Bob Roth, said about him.

His talentless son. That's what Bob Roth called him. Talentless. Marinette might not like XY or his music. And she definitely did not agree with the method he used to obtain his music. But Marinette knows how he feels. She knows what it feels like to be humiliated in front of everyone, feeling like no one is on your side.

After all, this was the first year that Marinette actually had friends next to her. And it was all thanks to Alya. Marinette remembered how horrible and crushed she felt whenever Chloe did something against her. And she would hate it if other people felt the way she did. Even if that person did something horrible towards her.

Of course, the only exceptions were Hawkmoth and Lila.

So without even thinking about it, Marinette summoned her inner Ladybug and made her way towards XY.

Marinette smiled as she sat down in the seat next to him. "Hi, I'm Marinette." She paused before asking. Are you alright?"

Xy looked at her, surprised. He opened his mouth, about to say that he was fine. But stopped. He knew that he needed to talk to someone. So he muttered, "Not really." He faced the blue-haired girl, "I just can't believe my dad said. I know that he didn't know that he was on live TV, but he called me talentless. Do you know how much it hurts to be a musician, then be called talentless?"

Marinette slowly nodded. "I'm not a musician but I do want to be a fashion designer. It's a really competitive business and some people are brutal." Marinette frowned, wondering whether she should continue or not.

"You don't have to continue if you don't want to, you know," XY said, "I did steal your guy's song and costumes."

"Yeah, I know," Marinette frowned, her blue eyes studying him. "But I have a pretty good feeling that your dad made you do that." Marinette folded her arms and glared at him "Even though that's not a good enough excuse to take credit for something that other people worked hard on."

XY didn't say anything for a couple of seconds before playing with his hands nerveously. "For what it's worth, I really am sorry."

Marinette stopped glaring at him "I know." She said softly, "Plus, people do crazy things to get their parent's approval." Marinette heard Kitty Section playing their last song. "I better go soon," she said, grabbing her purse and standing up. "It was really nice talking to you."

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XY was laying down on the hotel bed. It's been a few days since he talked to the blue-nette. With nothing else to do, he decided to take a walk.

Paris was a busy city. Even with the akuma attacks, tourism was better than ever. He walked around the city for a few minutes when he noticed Marinette go inside a bakery.

XY was bored so he did what every teenager would do when they see a pretty girl go inside a bakery.

He followed her.

XY smelt the baked pastries right when he entered the bakery. He looked around for Marinette and noticed her on the counter. He began walking towards her when she noticed him, she made a squeaky noise.

It only made her even cuter.

"XY" she muttered, "What are you doing here?"

He playfully looked at her, "To order something, duh".

Marinette gave him a small smile, "Okay, then. What would you like to order?"

He pointed at what he wanted and talked to her for a while.

Okay, maybe “a while” was an understatement.

XY waited until her shift was over and asked her if she wanted to take a walk around Paris.

With him.

She agreed and they hung out for hours before her parents texted her and told him that she had to get home. XY told her goodbye, before quickly blurting out "Can I have your number?" Marinette’s cheeks were red, "I mean because I like hanging out with you and stuff."

Marinette nodded. Not trusting her mouth. What were you supposed to say when a hot musician asked for your number? Marinette gave it to him, before running home.

XY Couldn't believe his luck. She actually gave him her number. He couldn’t help but smile before walking back to the hotel.

He couldn’t wait to text her.

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"Tikki!" Marinette whispered as soon as she got to her room. "Did that just happen?"

Tikki flew around her, "Yes, Marinette” Tikki sighed. “That actually happened."

Marinette screamed into her pillow. "Chloe would be so jealous of me right now." Marinette scrunched her eyebrows before looking at the red kwami questioningly. "Do you think I should tell my friends about this?"

Marinette might not like Chloe but she has to admit that if Chloe was right about one thing, it was that XY was hot. Like really hot.

Plus, Marinette really liked the sweet and caring side he showed her. They opened up to each other today.

They could relate to each other with a lot of their problems.

Tikki looked at her chosen, "Maybe you should keep it a secret for now. We don't want the tabloids to hear about this."

Marinette winced, "Yeah, your right." She remembered the adventure she had with Adrien in her pajamas.

The media believed that they were dating and Marinette still got a ton of hate comments from it. It only got a little better when both Adrien and Gabriel Agreste denied the fact that both Adrien and Marinette were in a romantic relationship.

XY was easily one of the most well-known musicians right now. Not to mention, one of the most popular. Girls would faint if he so much even glanced at their direction. If the media somehow got the idea that both of them were dating, Marinette would probably get twice the hate she got on social media. And she could not handle that right now.

Especially not with Lila and Adrien around.

This is kinda like the prologue of the story. I don’t really like how this turned out but let me know if you want me to continue it.

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Marinette definitely has a big following on social media.

- She is friends with a famous supermodel

- Her best friend is the founder of the Ladyblog

- Her design for Jagged Stone’s cover got #1 for the billboard thing

- One of her designs got featured on broadway and the Queen of Fashion praised her work and was willing to take her to New York as an intern

- Her parents own one of Paris’s famous bakeries and she was even featured on a show with Jagged Stone

I’m literally thinking of making a fanfic with Marinette as an influencer, I feel like it would be an interesting fanfic

XY’s Muse

Based on this prompt

Another repost because this chapter wasn’t showing up again.

reposted on 02/08/21

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Chapter 5

It’s been a week since XY confessed that Marinette was his inspiration for his new song.

To say that he wasn’t freaking out was a lie. XY hasn’t texted or called her since he ran out of her room.

“She hates me now.” He groaned out loud.

XY was a musician. Admitting that Marinette was the inspiration for the song he wrote was basically admitting that the song was about her. And making a song about someone was basically a declaration of love.

XY groaned again. “Why do I have to mess everything up.”

He screamed in his pillow with frustration when he heard a knock at his door.

XY stopped screaming, hoping that the pillow muffled out the noise.

He heard someone knock at his door again. This time, the knocks were more aggressive.

“Coming,” XY shouted.

He was a bit mad that someone interrupted his little pity party but he pulled the door open. “Yes?” he asked, looking up to see who the person was.

He froze in shock. What the fuck did Jagged Stone want with him?

Jagged Stone’s green eyes were glaring at him. His eyes usually reminded XY of grass on a spring day. But right now? Jagged Stone’s eyes reminded him of an ocean during a storm.

XY gulped in fear.

Before XY could open his mouth, Jagged cut him off, his eyes practically piercing through XY’s soul. “What’s going on with you and my niece?”

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Marinette knew her cheeks were red the whole day.

Whether it was because people kept staring at her because of the Instagram post she posted last night or because of the fact that Xavier told her that she was his inspiration for his new song, Marinette didn’t know.

It’s been a week since Xavier ran out of her room and her cheeks still heated up whenever she thought of the afternoon they spent together.

He was just so sweet and supportive towards her. And it’s just been a while since Marinette felt so at ease towards someone. He made her happy.

Too bad they haven’t talked since then.

Marinette wanted to slap herself. Why was she too scared to text him? Every time she tried, it’s like someone froze her hands and she couldn’t move them.

Marinette wanted to groan. Every time she tried to think, his face just kept appearing in her head.

It was a problem.

She never acted this way with Adrien, so why was it so different with Xavier.

She needs to get it in control soon. She didn’t want another Jagged incident to happen.

The thought of her talk with Jagged made Marinette want to scream of embarrassment.

Jagged Stone was commissioning a jacket from her and when she met up with him to discuss what he wanted it to look like, she just kept getting distracted. When Penny noticed and asked Marinette if something was bothering her.

Marinette just spilled. She tried to stop talking but her mouth had a mind of its own. When Marinette finally got her mouth to stop moving, it was too late. Her honorary uncle and aunt knew everything.

Marinette felt someone shake her hand. “Marinette,” a voice urgently said. “The lunch bell just rang. Come on. I’m hungry.”

Marinette got up and tried to focus on her friends. She turned to Alya and Nino. “Did I space out again?”

They both nodded. “You’ve been spacing out all week, dudette.” Nino pointed out. “What’s been going through that head of yours?”

Alya gave Nino a nudge and teasingly smiled. “Not what, who?”

The trio sat down at their table. “Wha-? No. Huh?” Marinette squeaked out. “There’s no one! Uh- I mean there’s nothing.” She laughed nervously. “Just commissions and stuff”

Alya raised an eyebrow, “Sure. Marinette. Sure”

“You know,” Nino butted in. “You never told us we were friends with someone famous.”

“What do you mean?”

“The Instagram thing? Everyone at school is talking about it.”

“Speak for yourself.” Alya gave Nino a smirk. “I knew about it.”

“Of course you did babe.”

“Huh?” Marinette was surprised. She did not know that Alya knew. Why didn’t Alya tell her? “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Alya gave Marinette a pointed look. “You would’ve overreacted and freaked out.” Alya’s face grew dark as she gave Marinette a bone-chilling smirk. “Plus, I wasn’t done telling the people hating on you to butt off.”

Marinette gave her best friend a sincere smile. Alya has always been there for Marinette. They had their moments when they were frustrated with each other, but in the end, their friendship always came out stronger.

Marinette noticed that Nino was silent. She followed his eyes and saw them glaring at Adrien Agreste and Lila Rossi.  

Alya scoffed, “Do you think they’re together yet?”

Nino was still glaring at his ex-best friend. “Not yet,” he muttered. “But those two deserve each other.”

Marinette felt Lila glaring at her. She also felt Adrien’s disappointed gaze burning through her back.

It made Marinette want to turn around and glare at them until they were nothing but mud underneath her shoes.

How dare Adrien be disappointed in her?

It should be the other way around.

Does he have any idea of how devastated Nino was when Adrien broke off their friendship? All because Nino refused to side with that liar. And now he’s “disappointed” at her because she posted a picture?

Marinette growled. How low can this boy get? Not everything revolves around him and Lila. Once Marinette gets her hands on him, she won’t hesitate to burn the boy alive.

When Adrien finally realizes that he has no choice but to give Marinette an apology, Marinette knows that she will never accept it. He doesn’t deserve to be forgiven after everything she put them through. He fooled them. He used them. He was nothing but a boy with good looks.

Adrien Agreste would regret messing with them. He could beg them all he wanted but in the end, he’s not worth anything.

He’s not worth anything in Marinette’s eyes.

He’s not worth anything in Alya’s eyes.

And he’s definitely not worth anything in Nino’s eyes.

Marinette clenched her fists under the table. Adrien and Gabriel Agreste won’t know what hit them when the trio was done with them.

Marinette gave the sausage haired girl a discrete glance.

She might not like Lila that much, but she couldn’t help but feel thankful to the green-eyed Italian. Without her, she would still be obsessing over that coward.

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XY was not dead yet.

He somehow survived an hour-long talk with the Jagged Stone and his scary pink-haired assistant glaring at him.

How?

He had no idea. XY was just happy that he would still be able to see Marinette’s gorgeous face again.

He turned his attention back to Jagged who was in the middle of threatening him.

Jagged looked ready to murder the poor boy. “If you hurt my niece, I will make sure that you can never find a career in music again. I will turn every studio against you so that if they even mention your name, no one will want to work with them either. You will be blacklisted from every company from all over the world.” Jagged Stone’s glare got harsher. “Do I make myself clear?”

XY gulped and nodded in fear. “I would never hurt Marinette.” He said sincerely, his face beginning to heat up. “She’s the best. She’s so talented and I can't even believe that she agreed to design the clothes for my upcoming music video.” He let out a dreamy sigh. “She’s so out of my league.”

Jagged Stone let out a laugh, “Don't I know it, son. No one is worthy of my honorary niece.”

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Penny rolled her eyes and sat down in amusement. She should’ve known that they would end up gushing about how amazing Marinette is. She stared at the two boys in front of her.

She’ll give it 25 minutes before Jagged tries to adopt XY as his honorary son.

Penny felt a buzz in her pocket and realized that Marinette texted her.

Mari: please tell me that Jagged didn’t threaten him

Penny: too late

Penny: you never should’ve mentioned that he wrote a song about you

Mari: it was an accident!!

Mari: I didn’t mean too

Mari: and he didn’t write a song about me

Mari: he said that it was inspired by me

Mari: there’s a difference

Penny rolled her eyes.

Penny: sure

Penny: i've been working with Jagged for years now

Penny: but sure

And if Marinette asked whether the tweet Jagged released had anything to do with anything Penny said?

Penny would never confirm that.

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How is it possible that XY was having a really entertaining conversation with someone who just threatened him a few minutes ago?

XY had no idea.

But he guessed that it was just the Marinette magic.

One moment Jagged Stone was threatening XY, then the next they were talking about how amazing Marinette was.

When Jagged asked if his dad knew about his relationship with Marinette, XY basically went on a whole rant about how much his dad sucks.

XY didn’t mean to. It just slipped.

He didn’t think that Jagged was annoyed at him for ranting about how bad of a father Bob Roth was. In fact, he seemed to agree with everything XY said.

“I would adopt you but you might be dating my niece soon.”

XY heard Penny mutter, “I knew it. Too bad I was five minutes short though.”

Since Jagged ignored her, XY did the same.

XY let out a nervous laugh, trying to contain the blush spreading through his face. “I don’t think Marinette likes me that way, anyway.” Penny turned to him and gave him a pointed look. He rushed to defend himself. “W-we’re just friends.”

Penny and Jagged exchanged glances that screamed ‘not again’.

“Okay, kid.” Jagged retorted. “Why would I come to your room and give you the whole if you hurt her, I will hurt you talk. If she didn’t like you.”

XY gave them a shrug. “I just assumed that you did it to everyone who liked her.”

“If we did that, I would not have time for anything else. Do you know how many admirers my niece has?”

“She has a fan club,” Penny added. “A fan club.”

Jagged looked at XY again. “And that’s just as Marinette. No one but the people who’ve commissioned from her, her parents, and some of her friends know that she’s MDC.”

Penny checked the time. “We have to go. You have an appointment in 10 minutes.”

Jagged stood up and just before he walked out the door he said, “make sure you ask her before it’s too late. You’re not that bad. And if you ever need to trash-talk your dad, just shoot me a DM.”

When Jagged closed his door, XY wanted to scream into his pillow again.

What the heck just happened?

The last hour of his life was unbelievable.

He’s still trying to grasp the fact that it actually happened.

“Holy shit,” XY muttered in disbelief. “Jagged mentioned that Marinette might like me.”

But why?

Was Jagged lying?

It didn’t seem like it. Jagged looked serious.

But why would Marinette like him? She was Marinette and XY was just XY.

XY was an anime-loving nerd who could basically name every Pokemon from all the regions. Sure girls thought he was cute but that didn’t mean anything. Those girls weren’t Marinette. And Marinette deserved someone special. Someone who wasn’t him.

But what if she did like him.

Jagged said so himself. And Penny agreed.

If Penny agreed with jagged, then it must be true. Right?

Everyone knew that Penny had the brains of the duo.

With a small smile, XY pulled out his phone.

If there was a chance that Marinette liked him, XY would take it. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and gave her a call.

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Jagged Stone ✓ @JaggedStoneOfficial

@MDCdesigns As a musician, this is me confirming that if a boy says that his new song is inspired by you, that’s him discreetly saying that the song is actually about you.

#theboyisinlovewithyou #iadoptedhimcausehisdadsucks

              MDC ✓ @MDCdesigns

@JaggedStoneOfficial I am done talking about this

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MDC ✓ @MDCdesigns

Good job @JaggedStoneOfficial now i’m officially trending

                  Alya ✓ @The Ladyblogger

Weird timing. Jagged hints at someone writing a song about @MDCdesigns and XY announces that he’s releasing a new single soon? Kinda suspicious if you ask me.

                                   MDC ✓ @mdcdesigns

I swear to god Alya, I will kill you.

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