#hisladyluck

hisladyluck is the username of someone I used to rp with daily here. She’s no longer active on here and we use a private discord channel for our threads now. But, I’m weird and like to save my writing and will sometimes post over here because 1. I don’t like the text box in discord and 2. typing it in either word or a post here allows me to match the length of her reply. 

I did try posting my part of our first rp on AO3, but so many people complained because I was only posting Adrien/Chat’s part and they didn’t like getting just “Half the story” which is understandable. Some parts of our threads are not public due to tumblr’s rules change right towards the end of our first thread regarding ~steamed lemons~.  Also, some scenes were just too graphic that I didn’t want to publicly post them. Especially in our serial killer AU.

What you see in that tag are my replies to her and range from about 3-4 threads with different storylines and verses. 

I’m not sure which thread you’re speaking of specifically, but anything in that tag is going to be an older/darker Adrien with lots of sex, drugs, violence, alcohol, and murder. 

@hisladyluck

He smiled against her throat before nuzzling along her pulse with his nose and pulling away to meet her kiss. Adrien moaned into the kiss and thoroughly felt pleased with himself for finally getting the girl after all this time.

His lip pulsed slightly from her nip and ran it over with his tongue. He could still taste her. And he wanted more. But, he could control himself to ease her through her small anxiety spell. Adrien’s hand soothed along the side of her face. “It’s okay,” he crooned. “I’ve got you. And I’m not ever letting you go.” She’d always been so anxious as Marinette and he wondered how she had hidden it so well as Ladybug. 

His nose wrinkled at her pouty comment. “You did create a fashion trend, my Lady.” Chat squeezed her hands gently as she lowered them. “That’s kinda the only reason I dated Kagami. I couldn’t have you, so I thought...” He chewed his lip nervously and cleared his throat in the next instant. 

That had to have given away his identity even if the next beep wouldn’t. “This changes everything, you know that right?” She’d said to Chat last night how she felt about Adrien. But, like a loyal kitten, he detransformed at her request. His vision was instantly muted without the magic, but he could still make her out in the darkness from the lights of Paris around them. “Hi,” he offered weakly. 

Chat wished that were the case. That talking about things once more with Ladybug would actually lead to her opening up to him. But, he was losing hope. And the coldness that he felt from that could not be kept away. Even with the warmth of Marinette’s touch.

He took his leave after saying a quiet goodbye and scampered out her window and out in the Paris night. Arriving back in his quiet and empty room did nothing to warm him. Releasing Plagg, the youth tossed the cat a wedge of cheese before changing into his nightwear and heading off to bed silently. Plagg’s green eyes glowed in the dark as he nibbled and watched his charge.

~~~

It was difficult the next day to keep his attention away from Marinette. He kept thinking back to their kisses. With a firm clench of his jaw, he reminded himself she was kissing /Chat Noir/ and not Adrien Agreste. That he couldn’t go up to her and confess his feelings and beg her to leave Luka. He’d missed his chances.

It was then Chat realized how deep his trust issues actually went. Drawing in a shaking breath as he tried to process her words. “What do you mean?” How wouldn’t he know she was confessing to him? He wasn’t that oblivious! 

When her hands fell away, he immediately missed her touch and he almost wanted to cry from the loss of her touch and just how much she insisted that this was real. Slowly, carefully, he lowered his hands, his eyes still closed beneath his mask as his hands sought out hers. “I was...starting to lose hope. For us, I mean,” he murmured choppily. 

“Oh, I know, princess, believe me,” he drawled at her with a quirk of his lips. “Doesn’t mean I still don’t worry about you,” he added, poking the tip of her nose ever so carefully with his claw. Realizing he may have gotten too loose-lipped about his other self, Chat began to backtrack. “I don’t have time for vapid, pretty boys with daddy issues,” he said. “But, it seems every female in Paris does. You can’t go a block without seeing a tabloid stand with at least one magazine where he’s on the front, y’know?” 

He didn’t hide his smirk at seeing just how flustered by Adrien she was. “You’re more than just a fan, aren’t you?” He teased. “Still, he should have said something to the media about those claims. Unless, maybe, he wasn’t opposed to them?” 

His hand waved off her words nonchalantly. “And what? Be her third, fourth choice? She’ll never care about me the way I have for her. I was never her first and I was fine with being her second choice, but now...” His shoulders drooped despite Marinette’s words. “She’s just not interested in a pretty kitty with daddy issues,” he groused. “Thanks, but I just don’t think there’s hope in that department anymore.” 

The magnetic connection between them heated his face further as he found himself leaning into her kiss. It was soft and it fit with how he considered her. She herself was soft and warm and it only made sense that her kiss would feel that way. It felt familiar somewhere in the back of his mind, but he knew he had never kissed Marinette outside that scene for Nino’s movie. And that kiss had never happened.

When she touched him, Chat wanted to pull her closer to him. To go further than just a small kiss, but he wouldn’t force himself on her. Because there was no way she felt anything towards him. When she pulled away, he was slow to open his eyes. God, she was so beautiful freshly kissed and glowing like this.

His lips curled inward and he chewed them from the inside at her declaration. “I wish you’d not said that, Mari. Because I care about you too much and we can’t…” Any relationship was forbidden outside something with another super and that wasn’t happening. Ladybug had her dream boy and Rena was dating Carapace. And well Chloe…