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Emery and I finished the calendar for Ladynoir July 2019. We hope people enjoy it (It's our first time making one of these.)

We will be reblogging to this blog and are available for any questions! Please tag any entries with #ladynoirjuly2019 and/or @ladynoirjuly2019 so that we can find them. Also, any mature content needs to be under the cut so that we can reblog it.

We are super excited to share these prompts with you guys!

Miraculouses

Civilian life

Patrol

Babysitting

Lost

Lucky charm

Bad Luck charm

Homework

A Helping hand

Disguises

Vigilante

Tears

Hairstyles

Sick day

Animal tendencies

Akuma

Oblivio

A Ticking clock

Identity reveal

Crushes

A rose

True love's kiss

Blindsided

Giving up

Hawkmoth's defeat

Sacrifice

Comfort

Community service

Kwami swap

Inspiration

Waiting On You

Hi again and welcome back to the FANDOM-sphere! For this week’s fanfic recommendation, we're doing something a little different and recommending a fic on tumblr, this fic is written by the amazing gale-of-the-nomads and although I’m not entirely caught up, I have loved every bit of it so far. Soulmate Survey by @gale-of-the-nomads is currently at 17 parts and counting.

If you enjoy seeing your otp using dating apps to lead them to their true love, then you need to check this out.

Since I don’t think there is an official summary that has been posted yet, I’ll do my best to give a brief one.

Unofficial Summary: When a new dating app becomes popular due to its accuracy, everyone in school signs up – including Adrien and Marinette. And when they get matched as 100% compatible, things are sure to get interesting.

If you haven’t checked out the story yet, follow this link to a master post to read all the available parts and be sure to like, reblog, and comment to let gale know how much you enjoyed it!

Welcome back to the FANDOM-sphere for this week's #ShipItThursday ! This week we are talking about Kimax. Kimax is the ship for Le Chien Kim and Max Kanté. Max and Kim are such a power duo. This ship is beautiful in that we see in the show that they have a healthy dynamic. They support each other’s interests and are invested in each other. This is evident whether you ship Kimax or not. Max uses his smarts to give Kim calculations on his athletic abilities and Kim cheers on Max in his gaming.

In this ship, they’re personalities are complimentary. Kim jumps into situations without much thought, and we know he has a penchant for making bets and dares. But, Max, while not being necessarily a more serious person, is more logical. They are both confident and while that could create a possibility for arguments and clashing, it can also be a recipe for them to encourage and push each other to success.

We are definitely hoping for some more Kimax scenes in the show, but for now we want to share with you some art/comics we’ve found on Tumblr! Check them out below and we'll see you again next time for our fanfiction Friday post.

@lunian has given us an adorable comic involving Kim's hero self and Max interacting.

https://lunian.tumblr.com/post/185434564319/of-course-i-had-to-draw-my-son-in-this-damn-cool

Here’s some cute Kim and Max cosplaying as each other by @edendaphne

https://edendaphne.tumblr.com/post/171649120065/kim-and-max-cosplaying-as-each-other-a-belated

And finally, a lovely kimax kiss drawn by @lunian

Hi everyone, and welcome back to the FANDOM-sphere for our #shipitthursday! For this week, our ship we wanted to talk about is the beautiful Julerose ship. Julerose is the ship for Juleka Couffaine and Rose Lavillant. This ship is especially sweet because Rose and Juleka are also best friends who have been shown to care about each other immensely.

We've seen the two of them support each other. First, in Princess Fragrance, when Rose shared her crush on Prince Ali. Juleka listened as she gushed about him and was ready with a tissue for Rose when the blonde got emotional. Not only that, but when rewatching that scene, I saw that Juleka watches Rose with what might possibly be the softest look seen in this show yet. We've also seen Rose support Juleka when, in Reflekta, Juleka dealt with her picture curse. Rose is there to try and comfort her friend and then there again to share in the pictures they take together at the park.

These girls support each other in more than just their personal life dreams and problems. They are in the band Kitty Section together. We also see that they spend time together writing songs for the band to perform.

One of the best moments we've been given as fans, comes from Zombizou, when we see an infected (but unknowing) Rose sitting with Juleka and being comforted. The way Juleka wraps her in her arms and tries to make sure she is okay is adorable. And made all the more exciting when Rose infects her by kissing her lips.

Juleka and Rose are one of my favorite ships because they are constantly trying to take care of each other and protect one another. This ship has a way of making me happy just when I think over all of their moments in the show.

To finish off, we wanted to share with you some adorable fanart we have found of these two:

• This super cute doodle of Julerose together by @min-xie

https://min-xie.tumblr.com/post/174965141504/doodle-i-wanted-to-get-out-of-my-laptop-jhgsjghks

• This absolutely gorgeous wedding scene by @chloewithakay-bourgeois-cesaire

https://chloewithakay-bourgeois-cesaire.tumblr.com/post/165396489737/a-julerose-wedding-comission-i-got-from-the-lovely

• And these adorable julerose cuddles by @wheresduusu

https://wheresduusu.tumblr.com/post/182816230885/happy-valentines

And if you are looking for more Julerose content, check out @julerosejuly2019 and enjoy what they’ve put together there!

So for the month of august, Emery and I will (instead of our usual posts) be participating in AU Yeah August!

Here is day 1: bed sharing prompt written by Emery (PaperAndInk). We will also be getting these up onto ao3 when we have the chance. Please be advised each day will be a separate one-shot and this series will cover a variety of ships/characters. (@auyeahaugust )

Enjoy!

1. Bed Sharing by @emerywrites

Ships: Gabriel/Nathalie

It had been three days since Nathalie and Gabriel had become fugitives. Their miraculouses had been confiscated as soon as Ladybug and Chat Noir managed to subdue them. The shock on the heroes’ faces had been a sight to behold. Chat Noir had looked ill when he laid eyes on them. Nathalie and Gabriel had fled.

Gabriel had barely spoken to her past figuring out their next move. It was a constant struggle to stay one step ahead of the authorities. It was terrifying to think that with one misstep they could be on their way to prison. Gabriel’s money and status could only do so much for him and Nathalie would not have either of those luxuries.

They currently found themselves at a motel where all they had available was a single bed. Nathalie showered and changed first. Not even the hot water and steam from the shower could wash away the stress of being on the run. She put on scratchy pajama shorts and a too large t-shirt. They hadn’t had much time for shopping, nor did they have much available money. All of Gabriel’s assets had been frozen and all Nathalie had was what her brother had offered her before he had asked them to leave his house and never contact him again.

Nathalie sat on the edge of the bed as she waited for Gabriel to exit the bathroom. She thought about where they could go from there. They would have to leave the country. Every path had its obstacles. Gabriel had to have some idea of where they could go. But why was he holding back? Maybe he was in shock. He was still working through the loss of having to suddenly leave everything he’d known behind. Nathalie understood. It was difficult for her also. She truly cared for Emilie and Adrien. She was also leaving her own family behind.

It was twenty minutes before she heard the shower turn off and another fifteen before Gabriel finally came out. By the time he appeared, she had been beginning to worry about him.

He had on sweat pants and a t-shirt that came from the same package as the one she was wearing. He looked very unlike Gabriel Agreste. His hair was messy and unstyled, wearing clothing that came out of a plastic package, and his eyes lacked the piercing confidence that they had previously contained. He looked… lost.

“I… can sleep on the floor,” he offered.

Nathalie shook her head. “We can share the bed. There’s no reason why either of us should be uncomfortable.”

Gabriel hesitantly rounded the bed to the opposite side as Nathalie moved under the covers. He sat down and began placing the two extra pillows between them.

“You don’t need to do that.”

He ignored her and finished before turning off the lamp on his bedside table and sliding under the covers. He rolled onto his side, facing away from her. The walls he put between them felt more and more insurmountable with each day that passed. Nathalie reached over to touch his arm, but thought better of it and retreated. She rolled onto her side, away from him and turned off her own lamp with a click. How was she supposed to breach the boundaries he had built up?

“What’s our next move?” she asked as she took off her glasses and placed them on the bedside table. She heard his own glasses clatter as he did the same.

There was a long silence. She was beginning to think that she was being ignored when he hoarsely bit out, “I don’t know.”

“Well,” She swallowed hard and licked her lips. “What was your plan for if Ladybug and Chat Noir won?”

“I never had one,” he admitted. “I never planned for failure.” He spit out the word venomously. The force of it made her flinch.

Nathalie rolled over to look at him. His back was still facing her, the pillows still in place. It somehow surprised her that he’d never thought about what to do should they fail. But that was his constant short-coming: overconfidence. He put everything he had into everything he did. Most of the time it paid off… Not this time.

She let out a slow breath. It hurt to not reach out to him. Slowly-- ever so slowly-- she reached over the pillows once again. Her fingertips lightly brushed his upper arm covered by the sleeve of the t-shirt.

“Gabriel…”

“I’ve lost everything,” he said simply. “My wife, my son, my miraculous, my business, my home… Ladybug and Chat Noir have taken all of it from me. I have nothing left.”

Nathalie found herself at a loss. What was there to say? How could she possibly make him feel better after losing so much? Then she heard it, a sob. It was a signal that the dam was breaking. He couldn’t hold in his grief any longer.

She tossed aside the pillows between them and wrapped her arms around his chest. He was shaking with the force of each desperate sob and whimper. Nathalie clung to him tighter, as if she could physically hold him together and keep him from breaking.

“What is the point of going on… when I have nothing left?” he asked.

“Gabriel, no. You have me. You will always have me.”

He didn’t reply.

Eventually, the sobs dissipated. His breathing evened out. Gabriel fell asleep.

Nathalie didn’t let go. She held on, praying that he would find the strength to continue on. And if he couldn’t, if he had no hope left within him, then she would have to have enough strength for the both of them. She buried her face in his shoulder and held back the tears that burned behind her eyes.

“I love you, Gabriel. I will fight for you until the end and beyond… no matter what.”

Here's day 2 of our AU Yeah August series. This one was also written by Emery. @auyeahaugust

Enjoy!

2. Convention by @emerywrites

Ships: Marc/Nathaniel

Author's note: For this AU the characters are aged up to about 19, and Marc and Nathaniel did not attend school together.

It was loud, hectic, and crowded. More people than Marc had ever expected had shown up for the first ever Ladybug and Chat Noir convention. He suspected that it had to do with all of the rumors that the super heroes themselves were going to make an appearance.

He admired Ladybug and Chat Noir as much as any Parisian, but they weren’t the reason he scraped together enough money for a ticket and forced himself out of his comfort zone to attend the convention. It was a certain artist who posted his fan art of Paris’s heroes on a blog. As soon as Marc had seen that Nathaniel was going to be selling his artwork at the convention, he knew he had to be there. He desperately wanted to meet the artist who had inspired him so much in the past year. But now as he stood nearby watching people walking by and admiring the art at the booths, doubts swirled within him, clouding his mind.

Was it creepy that he was attending specifically to meet Nathaniel? Would his favorite artist think him a stalker? Marc wanted to run. His eyes darted to the nearest exit and he took a step in that direction. A laugh turned his attention back to Nathaniel’s booth. The red-head was laughing at something a girl visiting his booth had said. His stomach fluttered at the sound. Marc shifted his weight from one foot to the other. He just had to work up the courage. Nathaniel didn’t have to know he was there only to meet him.

The minutes ticked by as Marc tried to make himself go over. Just as he took a step, a rather boisterous group of teens ran up to Nathaniel’s booth. Marc let out a shaky sigh. And, as if the artist could here it over his fans and the rest of the convention, Nathaniel looked up and his gaze shifted to Marc.

Marc bolted. He didn’t know why, maybe he was afraid Nathaniel would be able to tell just from looking at him what his motivations for coming to the convention were, or maybe he was just afraid of nothing… like he always was.

He got outside and felt himself deflate. His shoulders hunched as he wrapped his arms around himself. Other convention goers strolled past in their Ladybug and Chat Noir cosplay and holding their merch that they had purchased, completely unaware of the fool he’d just made of himself.

Marc pulled out his cell phone and called his friend. She drove for a rideshare app and he hoped that she would spare a few minutes to come pick him up to save him from any further humiliation.

“What’s up, Marc?” Alix greeted when she answered.

“Hey, could you, maybe come get me. This whole meeting Nathaniel thing isn’t working out. I’m just embarrassing myself here. I’ll pay you if you want. I just… I need to leave.”

“What? Why? What happened? Was he a jerk to you or something?” She sounded as if she was about to come out there just to beat up Nathaniel.

“No!” That would be quite the headline: “Small, Angry Rideshare Driver Murders Up And Coming Artist”. “Please, he would just think I was pathetic if he met me. I’d rather not put myself through that.”

Alix sighed. “Look, man, you are a cool guy. He would be so lucky meet you. I’m sure you guys would hit it off if you just gave him a chance… gave yourself a chance. Nath is a great guy. I think he’d really like you.”

Marc frowned in confusion. “You talk like you know him.”

“We went to school together. We lost touch after we graduated. I text him sometimes pretending to be the ghost of the goldfish he killed when he was seven.”

“You know him!” Marc shouted into the phone, attracting the attention of those around him. He blushed and turned away, speaking lower. “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“Because I wanted you to do this on your own. Go talk to him. If he turns out to be a jerk now, call me back and I’ll come get you. Deal?”

Marc didn’t see what other choice he had. “Fine.”

After hanging up with Alix, Marc procrastinated going back to Nathaniel’s booth. He walked around, bought a hand-made Chat Noir plush, watched the costume contest, checked out some other booths, saw some cosplayers putting on a show, and even sat on a bench to contemplate his life choices for a while.

Finally, he made his way back to Nathaniel’s booth… just in time to see him packing up. His work must have been pretty popular. There were a few other artists who were throwing Nathaniel dirty looks as he put away the one print he still had left.

Marc wanted to kick himself. He had wasted the opportunity he had to meet someone so special. He buried his face in his hands. Now, he had to call Alix and admit that he had screwed up.

“Excuse me.”

Marc lifted his head to see… Nathaniel.

His heart leapt into his throat and he would have run if his feet hadn’t felt like they were glued to the floor. How was Nathaniel there, standing in front of him, talking to him?

“Y-yes?”

“I saw you earlier. You were watching my booth for a while.”

Marc blushed and nodded.

Nathaniel let the silence stretch for a moment as if he was waiting for Marc to say more. When he didn’t, Nathaniel continued. “If you want a print, I still have one left.” He pulled out an art piece from his portfolio case and handed it to him. “Free of charge.”

It was a drawing in a night setting of Ladybug sitting on the ledge of a roof, looking contemplative. It was beautiful. He wondered what Ladybug would think if she had gotten to see it. To him, it was a masterpiece.

Nathaniel rocked back on his heels and chewed his bottom lip. “Do you like it?”

Marc’s eyes flicked up to the artist then back down to the drawing. He wouldn’t be able to speak if his eyes were on Nathaniel. “I love it. The way you did her eyes is amazing. I can see the reflection of the stars sparkling.”

He let his gaze drift back up to see Nathaniel looking away and only just turning back to him. “You’re very talented,” Marc managed to breathe out.

“Do you want to get dinner?” Nathaniel blurted. “Together, I mean. Or drinks? Or coffee would be great to.” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he waited for an answer.

Marc’s mouth went dry. How was it possible, that Nathaniel was asking him out? He gripped the Chat Noir plush in his hand and tried to keep his voice steady. “I’d like that. Any of those… Any of those would be nice.” The look of surprise on Nathaniel’s face threw him. Marc couldn’t imagine why he would be expected to reject someone like Nathaniel.

“There’s a café across the street. Would you want to go there?” Nathaniel shrugged, as if he was pretending that he didn’t care as much as he actually did. “If you don’t, that’s fine. We could-”

Marc made a split-second decision, refusing to allow himself to second guess it. He shoved the Chat Noir plush in his pocket and grabbed Nathaniel’s hand. “Let’s go.”

Earlier…

“One second,” Nathaniel said to the convention goers admiring his artwork. He took a few steps away and answered his ringing cell phone. He glanced at the caller ID and sighed as he answered. “Hi, Alix.”

“Okay, Nath, I sent him back in. All you have to do is turn on the charm and not screw it up.”

“Obviously he doesn’t want to talk to me.” He glanced back at those standing at his booth. They didn’t seem too bothered that he was on the phone. “Are you sure that he likes more than just my art?”

“Of course I’m sure, stupid,” she said flatly. Then she continued more patiently. “I’m not the kind to play matchmaker, Nath. You know that. So, can’t you just trust that if I’m making this much effort that I must seriously think you guys would be good for each other?”

He shook his head to himself. She was right. Alix normally didn’t care about his love life. This Marc guy had to be something special if she was practically begging him to give him a chance. “Fine. I’ll try.”

“Great! And don’t sound so put out. You said yourself when I sent you his picture that you think he’s hot.”

Nathaniel gave a huff of air that was a suppressed laugh. “Okay, okay. I have to get back to selling my art. I have to pay for food somehow.”

“You still live with your parents.”

Happy Ship It Thursday! For this week, since Luka Couffaine is our character of the week (and since we are still in the wake of Silencer) we thought our ship should feature Luka. So this week, we are setting aside the love square (no matter how much I love it) and talking about the top Luka ship, Lukanette.

Lukanette is the ship for Luka Couffaine and Marinette Dupain-Cheng. This ship is super sweet because we get to see someone who Marinette is nervous around, and yet also comfortable. It would seem that her friendship with Luka has developed to a point where she doesn’t seem to trip over her words anymore. At the same time, Luka seems to grow more amazed by Marinette with each interaction. This ship is perfect for showcasing best friends -> lovers.

One of my favorite aspects of this ship is how much they support each other in their talents. Especially in our most recent episode, Silencer, we got to see how they work together and encourage each other. In honor of our featured ship, check out a sneak peak of our fanfiction Friday story for next week!

Happy shipping and thanks for visiting the FANDOM-sphere!

A Lukanette Fic Preview - Enjoy!

Marinette took a deep breath as she looked at herself in her vanity mirror and smoothed down her skirt. She had debated if her tights were a bit much. She had changed out of them, then completely changed her outfit twice before finally putting back on her first choice.

It was her first actual date with Luka. Ever since his confession she couldn’t stop thinking about him. Her feelings for him were different from how she felt about Adrien. She felt just as strongly for each of them… but different. She hadn’t completely sorted it all out yet, but going out with Luka seemed like a good place to start.

“Luka’s here,” her mom called up to her.

Marinette’s stomach clenched and her feet froze. She wanted to go down there but apprehension kept her in front of the vanity.

Tikki flew out of her place in her chosen’s purse. “Marinette? Don’t you want to go down and see Luka?”

“I do!” she insisted, perhaps too enthusiastically. “I really do, but… What if…”

“What is it?”

“What if I like him… more than I like Adrien?”

Marinette hugged herself and looked away. She felt silly for being concerned about liking Luka more. Wasn’t that why she was going out with him, because she liked him?

“Would that be a bad thing?” Tikki asked it sincerely. There was no judgement or bias and Marinette appreciated it immensely.

“I don’t know. Adrien is Adrien and Luka is… Luka. I’m making no sense.” She put both hands on her hips and sighed. “I shouldn’t keep him waiting.”

Tikki flew back into the purse and poked her head out. “I’m sure it will all work out just fine.”

Marinette smiled down at her kwami. “Thanks, Tikki.”

She opened the trap door and took another deep breath. She could do this. It was just Luka, she talked to him all the time.

Marinette climbed down the ladder and turned to see Luka sitting on the couch talking with her dad. He looked so casual in his usual jean jacket, t-shirt, and jeans. She suddenly felt over dressed. She should’ve went with the pink jeans and ruffled blouse.

Her mom was the first to spot her from where she stood setting the table for only two that night. Her mom gave her a wink and a thumbs up. Marinette was tempted to run back upstairs before Luka noticed her.

“Honey, you look beautiful!” her dad announced, giving away her presence.

Luka looked over and smiled as he stood. “You look great, Marinette.”

“Thanks. You- you look good too.”

He laughed and gestured to himself. “Oh, this old thing. I just threw it together.”

The one minute warning on the oven beeped and Tom jumped in with. “Dinner should be ready soon if the two of you want to eat before you go. We have more than enough and Luka was just telling me about his guitar pick collection.”

“I’m sure that they need to get going,” Sabine said as she gave the teens a meaningful look.

Marinette floundered for a way out. She loved her dad but sometimes he didn’t quite know how to take a hint.

Luka smoothly put a hand on her back and directed her towards the door. “I would love to stay and chat some more, Mr. Dupain-Cheng, but if we don’t leave now we’ll be late. I’ll plan to stay for a while next time.”

“Well, I’ll be looking forward to it.”