Chat Noir vs Fanfiction

Ladyblog Fanfictions

Chat Noir cringed, nearly falling out of a park tree, as he read a recent fanfiction on the Ladyblog. 

"Chat Noir x COPYCAT? Heck no." He thought as he scrolled through the story. "These fans have too much time on their hands." He grumbled aloud. Why would fans want to ship him with someone who was pretty much the same person. He could literally flirt with himself in the mirror and there would be the same result. Not that he'd do that, right? It's not like he practices for his Lady at all... Chat decided to read part of the story in hopes of finding a way he could take it off of the Ladyblog.

"Copycat stroked Chat Noir's fluffy, blonde hair lovingly.

"I love you, Chat Noir, I always have. I know you love Ladybug, but I had to confess my feelings to you." He said blushing.

"Forget Ladybug! I love you, Copycat!" Chat Noir cried, a blush creeping into his cheeks. "I always have, and I always will." Chat Noir and Copycat leaned in and-" Chat stopped reading.

"I'm done! I can't read this stuff." Chat said, throwing his hands in the air. "I'll just read the comments to see if anyone actually read this thing..." Scrolling down, he found the comment section. The very full comment section with people commenting as he read.

"CopyNoirFan87: OMG!!! That fluff was adorable! Screw LadyNoir, new OTP."

"ChatNoirzGurl: Best fanfic ever! Can you do an x Reader??"

"MLBfangirl: "

"ChatNoiriz1hotBoi9: Oh so close to a lemon!"

Chat's mouth went dry.

"L-Lemon?" He squeaked. "Why are my fans writing this kind of thing about me and- Oh my GOSH. NOOOOOOOO!!" He threw his phone to the ground and jumped back as he saw the fanart section of the story. He was done.

Marinette came home that day to Chat Noir sitting in her bed with a blanket draped over his head.

"What's wrong, Chaton?" She asked as she climbed up the stairs to her bed.

"I dun wanna be a superhero anymore!" A muffled voice said from under the blanket.

"You- you didn't look at fanfictions or fanart, did you?" Mainette asked with a horrified expression on her face. She had heard about some of them from Alya, and was too scared to look for herself. Chat nodded, the blanket moving off of his head..

"I d-did." He whispered.

"Oh you poor soul!" Marinette cried, hugging him and stroking his hair. "It'll be alright, there, there." Chat gave a small sniffle.

"A-at least Ladybug's fans a-are more normal... Most of the time. There was this one where she-" Marinette covered his mouth before he could finish. She did NOT want to know.