#marifox

Hey!  I know I said I’d be back with the turtle & fox, but life got in the way and I at least have the fox fully done.  So here she is! Marinette as the fox, or as I like to call her, Huli Jing!

I originally decided to give her a hood when I didn’t know what to do for her tail. I had contemplated on a tailcoat esk design and have her ponytail be a third tail, but I couldn’t get it to look like Marinette.  Eventually, I decided on the cloak because foxes are meant to be sneaky and lurk around in the shadows so their illusions work. So with a hood and the cloak as her tail, I was set. 

The rest of the bodysuit was pretty easy, place some white on her torso and give her black gloves/boots. I decided to make the cloak black too so she’d blend in better with those shadows she likes to lurk in. 

Since there isn’t a design to gripe about here I don’t have to explain what I changed and for what reason, but I still believe should Marinette wield the fox on its own for whatever reason her suit design is going to be lax and look like it’s just painted on with a sash or (like they did with Lady Noire) Do something with her hair (a ponytail for instance)  It’s pretty sad too since Marinette is a fashion designer and now knows what she’s getting into she can come up with some better suit designs (Lady Noire is better than her normal suit, but like after she accepted becoming Ladybug she could’ve had a suit change to how her change of heart. Throw in a few puns from Chat and you’d have been good. It’d be poetic cinema.) 

Also, that flute took me forever to get right. Her hands took even longer. It was why I decided on using DollDesign poses I made to better get the poses I wanted. Of course, I had to fiddle with the program so the arm didn’t go through her, but that’s griping for another day. 

Marinette was staring in shock, and she quietly muttered to Tikki, who was hiding in the collar of her shirt (honestly just to see the chaos).  “How the heck did this happen again?”

“Your parents spotted them,” Tikki giggled, covering her mouth with a tiny paw.

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It had been a typical start to a movie night, up until Chat and Queen Bee started to argue over what movie to watch.

“The Princess Bride is a classic!” Queen Bee hissed.  “And I’m tired of your stupid anime!”

“You apologize to Hayao Miyazaki this instant!” Chat gave a far more animalistic hiss back, brandishing his copy of Princess Mononoke.

“Do we get a say in this?” Vixen asked from where her head was in Marinette’s lap, the girl’s fingers stroking through her hair.

“NO!” Both heroes yelled, then froze as the trap door to Marinette’s room opened, a bemused Tom and Sabine regarding the four, who at the moment were all doing admirable impressions of deer in headlights.

Everyone remained still for several seconds, until Vixen lazily raised a hand and waved.  “Hey, Mr. and Mrs. Dupain-Cheng.”

Tom cracked up, and Sabine playfully nudged her husband with an elbow before smiling at the heroes in her daughter’s room.  “If you wanted friends over, Marinette, you could have just asked.  You don’t have to hide them up here.”

“If you’re having movie night, the TV in the living room is much bigger, and you can use the couch,” Tom added.  “And of course, you’ll need snacks.”

Marinette probably shouldn’t have been surprised by how all three heroes perked up excitedly.

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Which led her to now. Marinette was trying to reconcile the sight of all three heroes in the rest of her house, interacting and actually getting along with her parents.

Chat was the one that was breaking her brain the most.  Out of all of them, he was the one she least expected to know another language, but seeing him happily chatting away with her mother in Mandarin had her re-evaluating her Kitty a little bit.  The big goofball had some depth to him, it seemed.

Vixen was helping her construct a blanket nest on the couch, while Queen Bee, of all people, was helping her father assemble a snack tray in the kitchen.  The normally brash heroine seemed almost embarrassed at the warm attention and playful teasing from her dad, but also seemed to be soaking it up.

“Queenie told me once, her mom died when she was little and her dad doesn’t pay much attention to her,” Vixen whispered in her ear.  “Let her have this.”

Marinette’s eyes widened, and she shot Vixen a slight smile.  “I don’t mind sharing if Queenie doesn’t.”

“And that’s why we love you, girl.” Marinette yelped as Vixen playfully tackled her to the couch, hugging her.

“Cat pile!  Come on, Queenie!” Chat was distracted from his conversation with Sabine, and soon joined the dog cat pile on Marinette on the couch, which did nothing to help Marinette’s giggles.

Queen Bee rolled her eyes, picking up the tray and using her wings to make a quick hop over the couch and set it down on the table.  “What are all of you, five?”

“Get down here and let us hug you.” Chat grinned, a hand whipping out and hauling Queen Bee in, ignoring her yelp as he and Vixen bracketed her in with their arms.

“Just let them get it out of their systems, it’ll be over faster that way,” Marinette advised, voice serious but eyes twinkling in mirth.

“Ugh, you’re all so immature,” Queen Bee grumbled, sticking her nose up in the air and thus completely missing Vixen’s mischievous smirk.

She didn’t miss it when the fox heroine playfully kissed her cheek, though, and Vixen erupted into giggles as Queen Bee’s face burst into a furious blush, even if she tried to play it off.

Marinette laughed, then flushed when Vixen pressed a kiss to her cheek, only able to let out a squeak.

The sound of a movie trailer was their first clue that Chat had crept off while they were occupied, and Queen Bee squawked indignantly, squirming to free herself.  “I said we were going to watch The Princess Bride!”

“Well, you were busy, Queenie, so I fur-gured that I’d go ahead and pop a movie in.” Chat smirked, and Marinette sighed as the argument resumed for round 2.

Marinette completely missed her mother leaning up to kiss her father’s cheek, then grinning at the foursome before murmuring to her husband.  “I’m so glad Marinette’s getting along with her teammates.”

“They are all adorable, aren’t they?  I get the feeling that Queen Bee doesn’t have a very good home life,” Tom whispered back as they headed into their room with a simple admonishment to try and keep the noise down a bit.

“I get the same from Chat Noir.  We’ll have to make it clear that they’re welcome to come over any time,” Sabine murmured.

All the Squares! | Alyanette/Alyabug/Marifox/Ladyfox

She will become the ultimate sneak. She wants to be gone, you cannot find her anywhere. She doesn’t want you noticing her coming to you or sneaking away, you will not notice. Maybe an even better sneak than if she was the Black Cat. 

She’ll rely on cleverness and persuasion to meet her objective, not as confronting as she in the show for foxes aren't known for being confronting. 

She is even more of an opportunist, making use of every chance she has to reach her objective. 

She also will not shine out as bright as a fox, sticking more to the shadows. 

Trixx works on teaching Marinette how to chill, encourages her to go at her own pace and do what she wants. 

Through Trixx, Marinette is even more of a night owl. Trixx likes to stay up at night and isn’t good at reminding Marinette that she needs to go to sleep she has stuff to do tomorrow.

Marinette totally makes use of the power of illusions to help her design. 

When Marinette’s overly excited with Adrien she has a tendency to scream. Trixx thinks it’s so cute, Marinette freaks out, and Adrien so confused. 

Trixx is a huge Adrienette shipper and will actually matchmake in secret to see her ship to come to life. 

Marinette is totally aware of this and does not appreciate Trixx stahp. 

When Marinette gets too excitable Trixx is pretty chill, unless it’s something she’s excited for too then will egg Marinette. 

Between the two, Marinette is the responsible one. 

If Marinette goes by the name of Huli Jing, Trixx really likes to delve into Marinette’s Chinese heritage, offering the curious girl knowledge of her heritage, customs, and of course delving into the lore surrounding foxes. 

Marinette is especially irked in Volpina. 

She’s the fox hero?

Uh, hell no. 

Not only pursuing her crush, but declaring she’s the fox hero? Marinette’s ready to fight. 

Marinette and Trixx are a cuddly duo. The cuddliest of cuddly. 

Marinette also becomes more supportive from the shadows, she’ll approach those that need comfort and reassurance and give them the boost they need. It was Foxes are meant to do. 

Despite how creative she is, Marinette struggles musically, specifically with her flute. Because of her love of Jagged Stone, most music experience Marinette has is the guitar which she has dabbled in but never fully learned how to play. 

Thankfully the miraculous will answer to her and just allow her to use the flute as a guide when making illusions. 

When irked in battle, Marinette has a tendency to use her flute as a staff and hit her opponents. Trixx has to remind Marinette time to time that flute isn’t supposed to be used as such. 

It can take the heat, but it’s not it’s intended purpose. 

Marifox’s favorite tactic in battle is “Where’s Marifox?” 

Cue all the illusions of fox!Marinette running around while the real one sneaks in for a surprise attack.

“Anyone know where Vixen is? She’s usually here by now?” Marinette asked, not looking up from where she was carefully running a seam through her new sewing machine.

Chat and Queen Bee shared a look, then shrugged.  “She hasn’t called us,” Chat finally answered with a shrug.  “I know she’s said she has little siblings, maybe she’s stuck babysitting?”

“It is raining, maybe she decided to be sensible and stay home,” Queen Bee added, flipping through one of Marinette’s magazines.

A loud thump from Marinette’s balcony made them all jump, and Marinette cursed as her seam went off-track, then frowned in confusion as her trap door was yanked open and a soaking wet Vixen dropped through.

She was normally never that loud…

The sense that something was wrong skyrocketed when Vixen heaved a sob, lifting her head and revealing red-rimmed eyes from crying.

All three were moving before they knew it, although Chat and Queen Bee had already reached Vixen by the time Marinette got to her ladder up to her loft.

“Were you attacked? Are you hurt?” Chat asked, hurriedly checking his teammate over for injuries.

“Tell me who did this, and I’ll make sure they never see the light of day again.” Queen Bee promised darkly, one hand twitching toward her weapon.

By then, Marinette had finished climbing her ladder, and she knelt in front of Vixen, reaching out to gently brush her wet hair back and away from her face.  “Vixen?  What’s wrong?”

The heroine let out another sob and dove forward, tackling Marinette to the floor and clinging tightly as she cried into her chest.  Marinette winced, glancing up at Chat Noir and Queen Bee, then at her bed, before focusing her attention back on Vixen.  Softly, she began running her fingers through wet hair, gently getting out the tangles from her run over.

Getting the hint, Chat and Queen Bee carefully lifted the two girls onto Marinette’s bed, then climbed in on either side, pressing their heads in close to their hurting partner’s. Chat let out his loudest, most comforting purr, and Queen Bee joined Marinette in gently running a hand through Vixen’s damp hair.

Finally, Vixen’s sobs died down enough for her to speak.  “M-my… boyfriend… on and o-off thing… b-broke up with m-me.” Marinette shot Queen Bee a warning glare when the blonde heroine let out a buzzing growl of indignation, but Vixen didn’t seem to register it.  “S-said he c-couldn’t take all the d-disappearances all the t-time.” Another sob, and Chat Noir and Queen Bee pressed closer, shooting each other sympathetic looks over Vixen’s head.  Unfortunately, that was just one of the drawbacks that came with being a hero.

“It’s okay, Vixy,” Queen Bee soothed, voice surprisingly gentle for the normally prickly heroine.

“We’re here.  You’ve got us.  All of us.  And Ladybug, too,” Chat added, pressing his cheek to hers.

“And we’re not going to let you go.” Marinette gave a small grin as Vixen sniffled hard and scrubbed at her eyes before hesitantly glancing up.

“R-really?”

“Yup.  You’re stuck with us.” Chat grinned, impulsively leaning over and pressing a kiss to Vixen’s cheek.  The sound she made was halfway between a laugh and a sob, which he considered at least progress.

Vixen laid her head back down on Marinette’s chest, sniffling a bit.  “Thanks, you guys.”

“Now, of course, you must tell me who broke your heart so that I-“

“Queenie no.”