Fortuitous (A Miraculous Gender Neutral Reader Insert)

Lucid

Six months later, you're an established vigilante. You have a whole separate account for your alias. It took you awhile to figure out your name. You settled on Heureux. It means happy in French, but it also means helpful and fortunate and fortuitous and lucky.

There are no akumas yet, but there are a ton of criminals.

You type on your phone. ...and suggested the lamb.
Someone types back. At least the waiter didn't suggest the mutton.
Another user replies. ... nor the grapes.

You see someone trying to break into the building your sitting on. You pocket your phone and drop down onto them. "Did'ya forget your keys?" you ask.

"I think we both know I didn't." they say. Their voice is vaguely feminine. You can't tell because you're pushing their face into the concrete. You call 17 and leave them tied up for the police. Oh. It was a girl. You propel yourself onto the roof with your grappling hook and start running across the many rooftops of Paris. I'll never get used to the feeling of running fast and free.

You make sure you're not being followed and slip inside your bedroom. You sleep until 10 the next day. Thank god I have one class today.

Your phone buzzes and you tiredly pull the phone in front of your face. You have a ton more friend requests. Why is being a vigilante so exhausting? As you tap accept on all of them, you wonder. Why isn't there an accept all option?!? You internally groan and go to shower and do other bathroom stuff. You walk downstairs fully dressed and prepared for the day.

You walk into the bakery on the way to school and buy four croissants. One for you, two just in case you're tempted to eat Marc's, and one for Marc. You munch on one while you go to school.

When you get inside, you hand a croissant to Marc and stuff the remaining two into your mouth. He chuckles at the sight of you with your cheeks puffed up. "It's not funny!" you try to say. It comes out more like "ish na fu ee". You dryly swallow and cough. "I'm okay." You get another notification on your phone, because you forgot to put it on airplane mode. It's just an influx of messages. You briefly scan them.
If anyone has information on this masked vigilante <image of you being badass> please contact the proper authorities
Heureux is a hero!!! <image of change my mind meme>
my big gay crush <image of a chibi you in costume>
tbh Heureux could step on me and id say thank u
What...you can't even see my face!

Marc looks at your phone. "You're a fan of Heureux?" Don't look at the profile picture!
Don't look at the profile picture! Don't look at the profile picture! You pull the phone away and turn it off.

"I'm just interested in them. They show up out of nowhere and start beating up criminals?" you say.

"They don't beat up criminals. They tie criminals up for the police to take to jail." Marc defends.

"Wow, someone's a fan." you tease. "You gonna write X reader fanfiction with Heureux?" His silence speaks for itself. He avoids looking you in the eye. "You do! Don't worry, I too write trashy reader-inserts."

"Re-really? Can I see?" he asks. You pull up one of your works. He reads to himself.
"When you reach the school, you stash your bike in some bushes and climb over the gates. You wait inside the room you asked to meet her.  No one enters the hallway but her. When she walks in front of it, you open the door, yank her in and lock it. "My mom's a vampire hunter, my dad's retired and I'm training to become one." you say. This is pretty good. Way better than mine."

"Let me read yours then." you reply. Before he can respond, Stoneheart barrels towards you both. You tackle him out of the way. "You okay Marc?"

"Y-yeah, what was that thing?" he asks.

"I dunno, but it's safe to say, school is cancelled." you say.

"All you care about is sleep." Marc deadpans.

"Not true! I care about food, too. Also you." you respond. He blushes and avoids your eyes again. You head to the bathroom and change into your Heureux clothes. When you walk out, Marc gapes at you. "Hey Marc. What up?"

"Y...you're Heureux." he gasps out.

"Yup. We'll talk later." You jump out of a nearby window and attach your grappling hook to the top of a building in the direction of Stoneheart. You swing through the city and follow the trail of destruction.

The police tell everyone to stand back. "Mommy, it's Heureux!" a child shouts. A car is flung into the air and, in a moment of sheer stupidity, you catch it and set it down. I can't believe I just did that. I don't have any powers. Right? Thankfully, your mask covers your reaction.

"I'll try to minimize damage. You focus on evacuation." you tell the police as you swing away. You hear them begrudgingly start evacuating as you taunt Stoneheart. You lead him to the football stadium and barricade the exits. Ladybug and Chat Noir show up. Chat uses cataclysm and Ladybug uses her lucky charm. Stoneheart is defeated through a joint effort by the three of you. She's about to swing away when you say, "Can we do anything about the butterfly of darkness or...?"

"Oh, right!" she replies. "Time to de-evilize." She swings her yo-yo at the akuma. "Bye bye little butterfly." A white butterfly flutters out. She throws her lucky charm into the air and shouts, "Miraculous Ladybug!"

You rush back home and Marc is waiting by the front door. You change into pajamas and let him in. Neither of you say anything and you click on the tv. "Heureux was already well known, but the identities of the other two were a mystery. Thanks to this amateur footage, the Parisians now know the identities of their new heroes!" the news woman says.

"...So...you're Heureux." Marc states.

"...Yeah." you reply.

"Why?" he asks. That's something I haven't thought about. Why did I decide to become a superhero? It takes you a while to come up with an answer.

"At first, it was on a whim. The day I got amnesia, I saw this thing happen. The more time I spent as Heureux, the more I wanted to be Heureux. I wanted to help. To prevent what happened today. It was actually worse than this. An army of rock golems wrecking Paris. I just couldn't let that happen. So, I'm kind of a superhero." you finish.

"Wow, this is, um, a lot..." Marc says.

"Are we okay? I did keep something big from you." you respond.

"Yeah. I won't tell anyone. It's just...I'm embarrassed on what I posted to Heureux's account." Marc replies.

"Aw, I think it's flattering that you write fanfiction about wittle 'ol me." you coo. I never knew people could turn that red.