Papillon Stories

ask or dare me what you want

This is a marichat fanfic and it's my very first. Ladybug and chat noir are introduced to two new team mates that makes their love life more difficult for them. Marinette is struggling on who to choose. She loves Adrian, chat noir and the newbie.

Hermione has created a special wand that can summon characters from her favorite books. Unfortunately, the wand gets into the wrong hands, and puppies with butterfly-winged ears are summoned from a random book. These butterfly puppies have the power to cause intense passion between two people. And they are after Hermione and Draco.

Marichat. È un altro giorno a Parigi, la città dell'amore. Oltre ad essere appellata in questa maniera, Parigi non è una comune cittadina: ogni giorno i due supereroi Ladybug e Chat Noir proteggono i loro concittadini dagli attacchi akuma. Marinette e Adrien vivono una vita normale, tranne per quel piccolo grande segreto che solo i loro kwami sanno. Ma quando il supereroe gatto farà visita alla ragazza, tutto si farà più confuso e opaco: quali saranno i loro veri sentimenti? Attenzione: storia scritta prima dell'arrivo assoluto della seconda stagione. Tuttavia, presenterà alcuni spoiler presi da diversi siti. Buona lettura! (libro scritto da -Ary)

❝ the worst battle you have to fight is between what you know and what you feel ❞ - × × × × × × × Marinette is a new student to the ballet studio in Paris and has slowly but surely developed a hopeless crush on Adrien, a guy in her ballet class. She can bearly manage a complete sentence when she's around him. Funny how, as their nocturnal break dancing alter egos, Adrien is the one sputtering over his sentences in her presence, trying to catch the blue-eyed beauty's attention. When these two become a team, Ladybug is to help Chat lead the dance club. Or, help keep her new friends hidden from the Papillon, that is. The Papillon is the code name for the state officials that seek rebellious teens, like themselves, out. Desperate to find them and get rid of them, like moths drawn to a flame. Unfortunately, moths are more persistent than people give them credit for. - - - disclaimer: i do not own the characters warning : updates are slow and irregular also, this was written a long while ago, the writing isn't very good at first but it progresses tbh ╮(︶︿︶)╭ ⚠️ DISCONTINUED ⚠️

She sighed hopelessly, "He will never notice me, he will think that I'm just a mere fan." In which she assume he'll ignore her like any other fangirls who desperately wanted his attention. An Adrienette Fanfiction

Love comes floating in through the balcony. A one-shot dedicated to @TheLadyblog Cover done by my wonderful bb @Alya-sama

je vais écrire des os sur miraculous, il y aurait du marichat, du ladynoir, et de l'adrinette, j'espère que cela vous plaira et désolé pour les fautes d'orthographe. Les personnages ne m'appartiennent pas mais ils appartiennent à Thomas Astruc

**These reads may be difficult and change now and then, they are still being edited** A fiction novel involving, good, bad, a reaper named Grimm, a fugitive named Papillon, vigilantes taking after the Zodiac signs, and a man seeking revenge. Written in turn by Ren and Doe

I think that the tittle says everything ...

It's a sad short story in English which tells the tumultuous life of a butterfly before its final flight💙.

"La mémoire n'est-elle pas un voyage dans le temps ?" Jacques Lacarrière

We stan Adrinette

En esta historia veremos cómo se relacionan nuestros personajes tan queridos si se enterasen de sus identidades, en este watching habrán juegos, peleas y muchas cosas mas que solo podrás ver si lees esta historia.

Set in 1812. America. Adrien is an escort through the outskirts of New Orleans. Marinette is married to Gabriel but in this he is not Adrien's father.

Il joue, il crie et il jouie. Mais une fois qu'il est lancé, rien ne peut l'arrêter... Sauf peut être le sida pis un chien de même.

El solo era un niño en busca de su libertad, condenado a estar dentro de los muros de una iglesia. Solo quería controlar los sentimientos de los demás así como todos le hacían con el, lo trataban como un juguete. Quería enamorarse y dedicarle sus versos a una bella dama, pero en vez de eso se las dedicaba a las mariposas blancas que revoloteaban por ahí. Oh pobre Nooroo. Quién diría que después odiarías ese don. ... SAGA MIRACULOUS TAIL'S