I HAVEN’T EVEN WATCHED THE ORIGINS EPISODE AND I’M A FUCKING MESS
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oK BUT?!?!?! UMBRELLAS? IN THE RAIN? FUCKING HELL??? COULD THIS GET ANYMORE SHOUJO??? MARINETTE NOT LIKING HIM AT FIRST BC SHE THOUGHT HE’D BE STUCK UP AND SPOILED AND ARROGANT??? THIS IS THE STUFF DREAMS ARE FUCKING MADE OF OKAY?!?!?!?!
So now I have a headcanon that the ladynoir/adrinette reveal is going to happen in the rain. You can’t stop me. I’m gonna call it right now the reveal’s gonna happen in thE RAIN AGAIN OK I WILL CRY. HAVE A DRABBLE ABOUT REVEALS IN THE RAIN BC I’M HONESTLY GONNA ASCEND TO THE NEXT PLANE RN. CRY WITH ME
“It’s
you.”
The wonder in her voice is unmistakable. He wonders if the awe in his gaze is just as obvious. The rain is falling, soaking through their hair and their clothes down to their skin, but the two of them stand still; lost in their own world, lost in each other. There is nothing in the entire universe that could distract either of them now.
“It’s you,” Chat replies, and his voice is rough with emotion—it’s her, he realises, it’s been her from the start, and now that he knows he doesn’t understand how he hadn’t seen it sooner. Who else shines so bright, who else is so unerringly kind and achingly beautiful and gives him so much strength, in either of their forms? Who else could possibly be his lady? Who else but the girl in front of him right now?
Who else, but Marinette Dupain-Cheng?
“Marinette,” he whispers, and finds that his hands are trembling as he raises it up to her face; the mask he’s been holding flutters to the ground and lands softly in a puddle, quickly becoming soaked through. His fingers brush her cheek unsteadily, wiping away the raindrops that roll down her face like tears. Her eyes are wide, luminous in the uniform grey of their surroundings; eyes blue as the heavens, and Chat knows in that moment that he is utterly, completely lost.






