#ebiarticsfic

Ha ha ha WE'RE SO BACK FINALLY NEW CHAPTER

Series | Work in progress | Words: 21,832 | Summary:

Fresh out of university and miserably unemployed, Marinette Dupain-Cheng gladly accepts a position in the Art Department of Nino's mysterious "loaded best bud's" film production. Little did she know that dealing with the disrespectful, arrogant, and rude Adrien Agreste—a lame excuse of a director—would shatter any remaining faith she had in pursuing a career in the creative industry. Oh, how she hoped this gig would wrap up quickly.

When Claw Noir discovers that Shadybug is his longtime crush, Marinette, he quickly asks her out—perhaps a bit prematurely. Eventually, she agrees, and her choice of a date—carving turnips for Halloween—leads them to realise they were meant to be together in every universe.  After all, who else could find romance in a turnip?

Art for my fanfic Set To Love which is now available on Ao3 along with Fanfiction.net and Wattpad !!!

"Handsome?" Luka questioned, leaning back slightly. "Why?"

"He was a model. Almost every 14-year-old French girl was fawning over him a decade ago," she explained, her grin widening as she finished entering the name.

"Then who's the hotshot for French girls nowadays?" Luka asked, also grinning.

"Hmm, probably you," Marinette said with a teasing smile, knowing it would fluster him, "being the most famous French singer of all time, and in my opinion, also the most talented."

As she expected, his cheeks went red, and he chuckled nervously, running a hand through his hair. He glanced away briefly before meeting her gaze again with a shy smile.

This was nice.

Okay, this wasn’t working. Chat Noir quickly shifted tactics. “How about we watch Spy × Family?”

“No way! I haven’t finished reading the manga yet!” she replied, crossing her arms again defiantly. She had started reading it after he enthusiastically mentioned the anime, but she insisted on the whole 'read the book before watching the movie' thing. So, he’d bought her all twelve volumes, much to her dismay when she figured out the cost of them.

“You’ve read enough to at least watch the first season! Come on, princess! Don’t you want to experience the thrill of the double life?”

Marinette paused, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at him. “Did you just make a Despicable Me 4 reference?”

He struggled to defend himself. “What? ‘Double life’ is a banger! And it fits both!” he grinned as he thought about how perfectly it also suited this show. 

Huh, that was a weird thought.

Anywho...

The highly requested part 2 of better to be held (than holding on) will be out on all platforms (Youtube , Ao3, Fanfiction.net, Wattpad) at 9am EST (9pm for my west aussies). Here is a sketch for it! <333

"I like hot people."

"Oh? Well, for your information, I was named the second hottest French bachelor three years ago."

"Uh-huh, second," she teased. That was all their relationship was now—just playful banter. He wasn’t serious with her anymore. He couldn’t be, not after she had left him for so long.

"My Lady! Are you dismissing my achievements just because I came in second?"

She poked his shoulder. "Yes, because you lost to Adrien Agreste. Sorry, kitty, but I have eyes."

"Eyes for me, or for Agreste?"

Her heart fluttered. Of course, she had eyes for Chat. More than just eyes—he had her heart. But Ladybug masked it. If she was good at anything, it was putting on a mask. "Neither. Not in that way"

"Oh? Your cheeks seem to say otherwise"

Okay, maybe she wasn't so great at masking.

Preview for Chapter 10 of Set to Love I just wrote. I did promise Ladynoir, after all.

I was supposed to have this done before the olympics...whoops.

Oneshot | Words: 2,174 | Summary:

"Is this some kind of publicity stunt?" one official muttered, adjusting his glasses. "Who keeps pulling these tricks? We have a serious schedule to stick to!" Chat Noir, perched on a nearby lamppost, observed his pièce de résistance proudly before being rudely tangled up by his lovely partner's yoyo and subsequently pulled down to the cobblestone ground with a grunt. Said lovely partner had a not-so-lovely look on her face, "Chat Noir! What have you done this time?" she facepalmed her forehead, scolding him like he did this everyday. Which— to be fair, he had been for the past three weeks. "Just a little pre-Olympic fun, m'lady," Chat Noir grinned, unbothered by her exasperation. "I thought the Paris games could use a new mascot since they won't use me!" “More like you’re salty they dropped you for Adrien Agreste.” Ladybug sighed, "but seriously, Chat Noir— you're the reason we're all going to be forced to use QR codes to access this area soon. Stop trying to scare off the entire committee! You're worst than #JeChieDansLaSeineLe23Juin planning to poop in the seine!" "You better not give me any more ideas, LB" he smirked, "or I might just join in on that one, too" "Chat!"

"Who keeps pulling these tricks? We have a serious schedule to stick to!"

Chat Noir, perched on a nearby lamppost, observed his pièce de résistance proudly before being rudely tangled up by his lovely partner's yoyo and subsequently pulled down to the cobblestone ground with a grunt.

Said lovely partner had a not-so-lovely look on her face, "Chat Noir! What have you done this time?" she facepalmed her forehead, scolding him like he did this everyday. Which— to be fair, he had been for the past three weeks.

"Just a little pre-Olympic fun, m'lady," Chat Noir grinned, unbothered by her exasperation. "I thought the Paris games could use a new mascot since they won't use me!"

“More like you’re salty they dropped you for Adrien Agreste.” Ladybug sighed, "but seriously, Chat Noir— you're the reason we're all going to be forced to use QR codes to access this area soon. Stop trying to scare off the entire committee! You're worst than #JeChieDansLaSeineLe23Juin planning to poop in the seine!"

"You better not give me any more ideas, LB" he smirked, "or I might just join in on that one, too"

"Chat!"