Imagine A Female Percy X Miraculous Crossover.

imagine a female Percy x miraculous crossover.

Like just imagine.

Marinette getting jealous of Percy because she thinks that she’s trying to steal Adrien from her but in reality, Percy has a boyfriend (maybe Roy Harper from DC?) and Adrien just likes the fact that Percy treats him normally.

But Marinette doesn’t know that so she tries to sabatoge Percy the way she tried to sabatoge Lila and Kagami. (It’s canon so you guys shouldn’t be mad with the small amount of salt I’m pouring towards Marinette. She kinda deserves it).

It backfires, obviously. And Marinette finally gets consequences for her actions. Her friends finally realize that they’ve been encouraging Marinette with her obsession towards Adrien and they vow to be better.

There won’t be a lot of salt. Only for Marinette because there’s barely any salt fics about her and she’s by far one of the most problematic characters in the show.

Should I write it? Cause I’ve been wanting to write some good Marinette bashing fanfic for a while. Even if it’s just a little. Not to mention that it involves my favorite fandom, which is Percy Jackson!! And one of my favorite tropes, which is a genderbent character.

someone please give me a miraculous salt prompt. I have a sudden urge to write a fanfic.

XY’s Muse

Can someone please tell me why my posts aren’t showing up in the tags?

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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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Based on this prompt

It was raining and it was just the perfect atmosphere for me to write in. I hope you guys like this chapter. And like I have previously stated in the previous chapters, any criticism will be welcome.

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Chapter 3

Marinette was sitting on a bench waiting for XY to arrive. She was nervous. Their conversation last night would not leave her head.

Marinette felt her cheeks heat up. 

He called me princess.

When Chat Noir called her that she just felt annoyed. But with XY, it only made her heart beat faster.

"Marinette!" she heard a familiar voice yell. Marinette turned around and noticed XY running up to her. When he finally reached her, he was out of breath. "I've been looking all over for you." He managed to say between gasps.

Marinette looked at him up and down with a bit of disgust. "What kind of disguise is this!" she yelled at him.

XY was wearing a sage-green crewneck that says 'NIKE' in the middle with baggy jeans and black converse. His outfit wasn't the worst. In fact, Marinette liked it. But what she didn't like were the accessories she chose. He was wearing an obnoxious cowboy hat with huge sunglasses that almost covered the upper part of his face. To make it worse, XY was also wearing an obnoxiously fake mustache.

XY winced at her reaction and meekly said, "A disguise?"

Marinette let out a huff. "I can not believe I am being seen next to you right now. The fashion gods must've cursed me or something."

XY let out a laugh and Marinette had a feeling that he was rolling his eyes at her. Of course, she couldn't be sure because of those hideous sunglasses. XY tugged her arm, "Come on." he smirked. "The faster we get to your house, the faster you won't be seen with a so-called fashion disaster like me."

Marinette scrunched her nose and started walking towards the bakery. "Hurry up." She exclaimed, letting out a small laugh. "I already know that you can't come up with a subtle disguise, but I hope that you aren't slow as well."

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XY was out of breath, yet again, when they arrived at the front door of the bakery. "You're fast." He let out a breath. “That wasn’t fair. I literally ran to the park so I could hang out with you, then you make me run even more.”

Marinette pulled the door open and winked at him. "I know." She gave her parents a quick hug and turned back to XY. "Do you want anything?"

XY looked at the baked goods and scrunched his eyebrows. "Can I have a croissant and a strawberry macaroon, please?"

He was about to reach for his wallet when Marinette quickly stopped him. "It's on the house." She said reassuringly. XY opened his mouth to protest and Marinette narrowed her eyes and gave him the items he wanted. "It's on the house," she repeated, this time glaring at him..

XY looked at Mrs. Dupain-Cheng for help but she only gave him a smile. "Don't argue with her, dear. She does this for all her friends. She won't take no for an answer."

"My mom's right." Marinette agreed. "Now come on” Marinette tugged his sleeve. “We have plans to make."

Before he could reply, Marinette led him upstairs to her bedroom.

"Woah," XY exclaimed in surprise.

Whatever he was expecting Marinette’s room to look like, it was not this.  

"Why are you so sho-" Marinette stopped talking right when she turned so she could face her room and her face went bright red. She let out a scream of embarrassment. "I swear I thought I put all of this away! I can't believe I forg- UGH!" she let out a huff of frustration. "You think I'm creepy now, don't you." she said, her eyes on the ground.

XY gave her room another quick glance before facing her. She had Adrien Agreste's face everywhere. There were posters with Adrien's face all over her wall. The wallpaper on her desktop was Adrien. Her room was basically an Adrien Agreste shrine.

Yet, XY had seen worse. Seeing her room, it was obvious that she has a crush on Adrien Agreste. He held in a scoff. Of course, she does. He thought. Why would she ever like me anyways. I’m a nobody when compared to the so-called sunshine boy of Paris.

XY could feel Marinette's eyes staring at him. He's been silent for a while.

Marinette probably assumed that he hated her and thought she was a creep. "Nope," XY said, a bit louder than necessary. He winced before he added, "I don't think you're a creep." his voice a bit softer this time.

"Yes, you do," Marinette stated, her hands hiding her face. "You took way too long to respond."

"I was taking in the scenery."

"What scenery?" Marinette asked. Though, XY could hear a teasing tone behind it. "My embarrassed face or my even more embarrassing room." Marinette plopped down on her bed. "I thought I took down all the posters and got rid of his face on my desktop." She faced him and smiled sheepishly, "I guess I was so excited to meet up with you that I forgot to take all this-" she gestured around her room "off."

"If it helps," XY tried to say. "This really isn't that bad." When Marinette stared at him as if he grew a tail, he added. "Trust me, I've seen way worse."

And just like that, the tense and awkward atmosphere was gone.

It was silent for a few seconds when Marinette spoke. "Me and my friend Alya” Marinette wouldn’t meet his eyes again. “We were supposed to take down all my posters and burn them." It was XY's turn to stare at Marinette as she was the one who grew a tail, but Marinette didn’t notice it or she just ignored him. "I'm over him. I actually can't believe I ever liked him in the first place."

"What changed?"

Marinette waved the question off. "I'll tell you later. Now, let's start planning the photo shoot."

XY stared at her for a few seconds, trying to see if she was telling the truth or not. "Okay.” He surrendered. “But you're telling me everything later."

"Maybe Marinette teased. "Now come on XY-"

"Xavier." he interrupted. Marinette scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. "Call me Xavier."

"Oh." Marinette looked at him with a cute smile on her face. "Well come on Xavier," she said his name in a teasing tone. "Let's get planning."

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Planning her 'I'm back cause I didn't realize that I somehow have over 200,000 followers on insta' photoshoot took a lot faster than Marinette thought it would.

XY, no, Xavier was a natural at it. She guessed it was because he was used to this kind of thing.

Marinette looked at her pink notebook. It was where she wrote down all the plans they made and the suggestions he gave her. "Thank you so much for helping me!" she exclaimed in excitement. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

Xavier took a bite out of his macaroon, "You're welcome. It wasn't that hard anyways, so it's all good."

Marinette studied him. Technically, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him, but same thing.

He took off that horrible disguise of his so she could actually see his face.

Like Marinette said before, Xavier was hot. He had a sharp jawline, which brought out his ocean blue eyes and his golden blonde hair was shining in the sun.

If Xavier ever asked Marinette who she believed his godly parent was, she would definitely say Apollo. Apollo was often described by Percy as hot. Someone with blonde hair and blue eyes. It also helps that Xavier was a musician.

Marinette let out a dreamy sigh before quickly widening her eyes. She tried to make it look like she wasn't staring at him but it was too late.

Xavier caught her. He gave her a smirk that practically made Marinette melt and raised an eyebrow. "Take a picture. It'll last longer."

Marinette wanted to take him up on that offer. Instead, she forced out a laugh and threw a pillow at him. "Wow. How original."

Xavier rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue.

Could this guy get any hotter?

"So." Xavier said.

"So?" Marinette replied with confusion.

"What's up with you burning down all the pictures of-" he gestured at her posters.

"Oh," Marinette couldn’t bring himself to meet his eyes. "That."

"Are you alright?" His voice was soft.

Marinette looked at him in surprise.

Should she lie?

Marinette couldn’t bring himself to lie to him. He asked her that question with such sincerity. As if he actually wanted to know if she was okay

Instead, Marinette scoffs. "Did you know that you’re the second person who ever asked me that question?"

He didn’t reply.

Stupid. Marinette scolded herself. Why did she say that to him? Now he was going to hate her and think she’s just looking for attention.

Marinette stiffened. Xavier’s arms were around her.

He was giving her a hug.

Usually, Marinette would be freaking out about someone like him hugging her.

But right now, all she could do was hug him tighter and finally let go of all the tears that she's been holding in.  

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Note: I suck at writing sad scenes. So don't end up being surprised if my attempted angsty chapters end up being cringy.

Also, how do you guys want me to address XY? Do you want me to keep addressing him as XY or Xavier outside of Marinette's dialogue? I tried to address him with his actual name, Xavier, in this chapter. But I don't really know if I like it or not, so please give me your feedback on that.

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Sorry for not updating!! School has been a lot for me these past 3 weeks. But good news, i’m back (obviously!!) and I should be able to go back on updating every week.

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Chapter 8

XY’s eyes snapped open, “Get out of my head!”

His breaths were uneven as he forced himself to get up. He turned to the window and noticed that it was still dark out. It was probably midnight.

XY stared at his bed. He couldn’t go back to sleep, at least not until he cleared his head. It was like everytime he closed his eyes for more than a minute, he would see his dad yelling at him. Screaming about how much of a disappointment he is.

Xy squeezed his eyes shut. He needed to get out of this room.

He grabbed the closest jacket near him and walked out his door.

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The frosty air hit XY as soon as he walked out of the hotel.

He looked up at the dark sky. You couldn’t see a lot of the stars due to air pollution. It made XY frown. He remembered when his mom used to take him camping. Every night, they would look at the stars and she would point at a constellation and tell him the story behind it.

He missed her.

A sudden BANG- snapped XY out of his thoughts. He turned and saw a man wearing a hawaiin t-shirt on the floor, along with a man wearing a white t-shirt and sweats running away.

XY didn’t know what to do. Should he help the man or run after the guy? He was fast. He could probably catch the guy. But what about the man on the floor? Was the man still breathing?

In the end, XY turned to the man on the floor.

“Are you alright?” XY asked.

The man coughed. “I should be-” the man tried to stand and almost tumbled over. “I might need a bit of help getting home though.”

“I can help.” XY assured. “I don’t need to go home yet anyways.”

The man gave XY a smile that made XY feel warm. XY couldn’t help but smile back. “Which way do we need to go?”

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Marinette was out for patrol.

That was a lie. It wasn’t really patrol. It was more of an excuse to clear her mind.

Marinette felt like she couldn’t breathe. It was like she was in a small room and the walls were closing in on her. She couldn’t leave. She could only sit and watch as the walls would crush her to death.

Marinette loved swinging from building to building. It made her feel free. It made her feel like a bird ready to stretch her wings after being trapped in a cage for so long.

Tonight, she wasn’t Ladybug or Marinette.

Ladybug often felt like the whole world was resting on her shoulders. Like if she made a single mistake, everyone would judge her for it and hate her.

Marinette was often stressed. Marinette felt like she always had to watch her back, fearing that Lila would do something to her. Marinette had a lot of homework to finish. A lot of commissions to do.

But like she mentioned before, right now, she wasn’t any of her two personas. She was Maribug. Maribug was free. Maribug wasn’t stressed. Maribug didn’t have anyone that had high expectations for her. She was just her.

There was no homework to worry about.

There was no Lila making snide comments about her appearance.

There was no Adrien who glared at her whenever she met his eyes.

There was no Chat Noir who would forcefully ask her on dates, only to throw a giant tantrum when she declined.

There were no hate comments that told her that her life wasn;t worth it. That she should just kill herself .

It was only Maribug and the stars.

It was quiet for a few minutes before Maribug heard voices. They both sounded familiar so Maribug walked closer towards it.

Maribug was facing Master Fu’s shop and saw two people standing on the front. One was obviously Master Fu. He was wearing his trademark bright red shirt with white flowers and light brown pants.

Maribug squinted, trying to figure out why the other guy looked so familiar. Maribug could only see the guys back. He was wearing a dark navy jacket with black sweats. He turned and Marinette saw the familiar blue eyes that could only belong to one person.

Maribug felt a frown stretch onto her face. What was Xavier doing with Master Fu?

Maribug studied the blonde haired boy from the top building. His hair was a mess. And not the usually cute kinda mess. It was more like the i-just-walked-through-a-tornado kinda mess. He had bags under his eyes, which made Maribug assume that he couldn’t sleep.

She couldn’t help but snort. “You and me both.”

However, that noise made Xavier turn his head. His light blue eyes met Maribug’s dark blue ones.

Fuck.

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When XY helped the man back to his home (he told XY to call him Fu!), he did not expect Ladybug to be watching him.

XY couldn’t help but be nervous. Was she still mad about how she got the blue-haired boy akumatized? He apologized! He bought the boy a new guitar and he introduced the kitty band to a good producer and brand deal. He was pretty sure that they were friends now. And if not friends, at least good acquaintances.

Did Ladybug hate him? Can Ladybug even hate anybody? Is he going to be the first person the Ladybug is going to hate?

XY wanted to curl up and cry. As if he needed another flaw.

He faced Fu and gave him a smile.

“Thank you for helping me back to my home.”

XY couldn’t help but feel warmth from that sentence. “It was no problem. I should probably head back now though.”

Fu nodded in agreement and walked inside his massage parlor.

He was about to head to the hotel when Ladybug suddenly appeared in front of him.

If Ladybug was a Pokemon, XY was sure that one of her moves would be teleportation.

“I’m sorry!” XY suddenly blurted out.

“What?”

“I’m sorry for getting the Luka guy akumatized.” he couldn’t bring his eyes to meet hers.

“Xa-” Ladybug suddenly coughed, “I mean XY,” he slowly lifted his eyes from the ground. “It’s okay. I’m not mad at you.”

“But I caused an akumatization!”

Ladybug let out a twinkling laugh that sounded so familiar to him (but he couldn’t figure out why!). He was shaken out of his thoughts when Ladybug gave him a big smile and said, “Chloe caused a ton of akumatizations too and I still gave her the bee miraculous.”

That was true.

“So you don’t hate me?” XY asked meekly.

“Of course not!” XY couldn’t help but give her a small smile. She sounded so offended that she thought that she hated him. “So, why are you walking around this late at night?”

“I just needed to clear my mind. You?”

“Same.”

XY didn’t know what to say. He looked at her and he could see that her eyes were a bit red. Was she crying? “Are you okay?”

“Huh- what…” Ladybug wouldn’t meet his eyes, biting her lip. “I’m fine?”

XY couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” Their eyes met and XY knew that she could hear the silent question he was asking. Are you okay? XY would not be the one that broke their eye contact. A few seconds passed and all XY could hear was their breathing. It was Ladybug that broke the eye contact, “No.” she whispered.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

The air was starting to get colder as he waited for her answer.

In the end, she just nodded and held her hand out to him.

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Note: Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. The next chapter will be the two of them talking about their problems and the chapter after that will (finally!) be the date between Marinette and XY.

And like I always say, feedback will be appreciated.

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Fanfic idea

Would anybody be interested in a fanfic where Marinette just breaks? Like where she doesn’t care anymore and just lets herself be manipulated by the people around her. It could be Chloe or Lila. Or maybe even the whole class because they’ve always secretly hated how successful Marinette got. Like they they manipulate Marinette into thinking that she needs them and that it’s normal for her to always do what they want her to do. 

At first, Marinette’s only escape could be Ladybug but it soon becomes bad for her too because of Chat Noir. Or this could just be a no miraculous AU. 

The ending could either be that Marinate realizes that what her “friends” are doing is wrong or it could just be full on angsty and she just keeps doing what they want her to do. 

What do you think?