This Is Exactly What I Have Been Thinking This Whole Time!

This is exactly what I have been thinking this whole time!

they literally spell it out for you in the kagami art scene but everyone is watching it with kagami hating goggles and instead of seeing the scene for what it is

- kagami asking for adrien to be himself and him first striking a model pose which she rejects and then him striking a chat noir pose which she also rejects and then pushes him to find the in-between -

we get dumbass takes like uwu she doesn’t like his real self

like no? that was very much not what the scene was about?

adrien poses like a model because that’s what he thinks other people want him to be

adrien poses like chat noir which is what he thinks he wants to be/is an aggrandized version of what he wants to be

and adrien the person is somewhere in the uncertain in-between. chat noir’s swagger is just as much an act as adrien’s poise and the moments of doubt and uncertainty and shyness and cunning that peek through that is his fucking character so don’t sit here and tell me true selves this and true selves that ya’ll are wild and clearly watching a different show

any time someone brings up covid’s survival rate, I go absolutely fucking feral. It doesn’t fucking matter. What matters are the numbers. It could have a 99.9% survival rate, and if enough  people get it, that’s still hundred of thousands of people dead. Millions, dead. 99.9% out of 7 billion is a fucking enormous number. Maybe not an entire city, but MILLIONS. DEAD. FOR NO REASON. 

So I watched the English dub of Rocketear. It really stands out how Adrien says that he “played the charming kitty cat one too many times”. That whole thing IS an act, an act he enjoys, but an act nonetheless.

Adrien has been locked up in his home for nearly his whole life where all the decisions have been made for him!

You don't think maybe he wants to go out and explore the world, do something, work at something for himself? To be OUT THERE, working/helping/doing good?

He already enjoys going out and helping people as cat noir, plus we know that he has a natural instinct to help others so I don't believe he'd be content just sitting around while others are in need.

I hate when people do this, believing Marinette should become the breadwinner of the family and Adrien the househusband simply for the sake of inverting gender tropes.

Both characters have been shown to want to be out in the world, one of the things they have in common is that they're not going to sit around or run away when there is danger.

idk why but it kinda rubs me the wrong way when people say adrien is gonna be a household husband??

don't you think he deserves to find himself, his true passion and be happy with his work alongside feeling useful?

Are you going to make a part 2?

Missed Connection

Author’s note: This is set in @buggachat’s bakery enemies au. If you’ve never heard of it before, check the bottom of this fic for a brief summary. (You’ll need it for context.)

Based off buggachat’s comment about Adrien’s wardrobe in her au: “He owns a lot of black. Something about… increasing the chances of being recognized in a crowd. By someone. Perhaps.”

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It had been years, but Marinette’s grief still hit her at odd times. With the smell of hot coffee or the plinking of rain on a metal roof, she’d be fifteen again, overlooking the city with him on a misty Saturday morning. Or the shriek of children playing would jolt her dusty battle nerves back to life and she would suddenly miss the feel of him at her back. Or she would see someone with a smile that was just close enough to his that it made her heart hurt.

Today, it was a glimpse of blond hair.

The crowd was thick as she waited at the crosswalk next to the bakery. It was a fleeting glance through a sea of people. The exact right color. The same style, like he’d kept it the same all these years so she would recognize it. The perfect length to run her fingers through. Pushing on her tiptoes for a better view, Marinette could barely see his shoulders. Black cloth over the right build. The same hair. She could practically see where cat ears would have sat.

The light changed. Strangers brushed past her as she stood there, transfixed. Was it possible? In a city of two million, had she finally found the one she’d been searching for? Marinette blinked, and he disappeared in the stream of people.

Her voice came out in a whisper. “Wait.” And then a shout. “Wait!”

That was him. She’d found him! And she wasn’t going to let him get away again! She scrambled through the crowd, pushing past elbows and skirting around glares.

She reached for him when she saw him, stomach swooping, heart beating.

He turned. Green eyes, warm and trusting.

“Marinette?” he said.

She blinked.

Adrien. It was only Adrien. It hadn’t been- He wasn’t- Marinette’s heart collapsed back in on itself.

He put a steadying hand on her shoulder. “Are you okay?” he asked in the same concerned tone her partner would have used.

Her former partner.

“I’m fine,” Marinette lied. She brushed her cheek, surprised to find it dry.

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Author’s other note: This is based on buggachat’s bakery enemies au here on tumblr (which you seriously need to check out if you haven’t seen yet). For those who are unaware, here’s the gist: Adrien and Marinette never met. Ladynoir was kinda sorta canon-ish. They never traded identities, took Hawk Moth down, and in the final battle the kwamis all went into hibernation. Ladybug and Chat Noir never saw each other again. Fast forward a couple years. Marinette has just moved back to Paris to find out that her parents have hired someone to help out in the bakery: the son of Hawk Moth himself! And Marinette’s sure he must have been in on Hawk Moth’s plans.

Now, go check out the au! It’s one of my most favoritest things to ever come out of this or any other fandom.