Friendship, Adrien decided, shaking off the mental image of Marinette’s hurricane eyes and hesitant mouth, parted in a small, careful “o.” He had a very strong friendship with Marinette. That was all.

or

Adrien thinks a lot about words, love, and Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

When Alya and Nino drop out of their long awaited mega-sleepover at the last minute, it leaves Marinette and Adrien alone together for the night. An Adrinette one-shot with lots of fluff and sleepover shenanigans.

In Marinette’s house, cooking is a language of love, and Marinette loves Adrien more than most.

When Marinette has to cook for her family reunion, Adrien offers to help. Only one problem: he has no idea how to cook. With Plagg’s help, Adrien proposes a Disney-inspired solution that will either keep him from making a fool of himself, or backfire terribly.

(Spoiler alert: it backfires terribly.)

A university-aged Adrinette reveal fic.

Adrien’s heart plummeted like it had been pushed off a high cliff, sinking down, down, down. He slowly turned around. On the stairwell side of the pool, clad in pink pyjamas, stood Marinette. She held a macaron to the air as if about to spout a dramatic soliloquy to it. Her gaze was fixed on him, her jaw hanging. Oh no. This was bad.

His greenhouse eyes, his sunkissed smile. She lets herself jump into the thorn of loving the star of countless orbits, over and over, and she still winces when her bones break her fall.

His gaze meets hers, her cheeks flush, her body braces for impact.

or

marinette doesn’t like the gold rush

Despite being young, single, and successful, the only girl who has Adrien’s attention is his daughter. That is, until the new nanny makes a spot for herself in both their lives in a way that no one, not even the nanny herself, was expecting.

Marinette thought she was up to any challenge. She was Ladybug after all! But when Bunnyx arrives with a baby in her arms asking her to babysit, Marinette quickly learns that Akuma battles are easy compared to taking care of a baby. A baby that seems to know her and for some strange reason… Adrien?

Adrien and Marinette get each others name in their class secret santa and the gifts have to be perfect.

“…and I love you so much! Yes I do! Yes I…” Adrien’s words evolved into an indecipherable squeal as he leaned down to give Emma gentle Eskimo kisses. The six month old giggled from her spot on the changing table and clapped her hands on either side of Adrien’s face, absently patting until her fingers found his hair and grabbed on. Then she shifted her face to try and munch on his nose.

Adrien had never felt more loved.

They’re just friends. Friends who are co-workers. So it’s totally normal for them to be as close as they are, right?

At least, that’s what Marinette keeps telling herself. But there’s only so much lying to herself she can do.

Welcome to Assassin School! Where your classmates are your targets, and rivalries run red-hot. At least they do for top student Marinette. Of course, there are other things that run hot…

Adrien ignores the tease. (He ignores the little flutter her question stirs in his belly too.) Instead he gives Marinette his brightest, most encouraging smile. “You’re amazing. The person you confess to is really lucky!”

“Lou’re yucky, too! I mean I’m lucky. No, you’re lucky! Ah! I mean I hope he thinks he’s lucky. I mean, do you really think he’s lucky?”

Adrien feels his smile soften as he waits patiently for Marinette to get out what she wants to say. It’s no wonder she wanted to practice her confession. She struggles so much to get her words out sometimes. He can only imagine how much worse it is with her crush.

“Of course I do,” he says warmly. “You should confess. I’m sure that boy will be really happy you did.”

Marinette’s face brightens and the sight combined with the happiness at being able to help, drives Adrien to continue, “You’re such a wonderful friend, Marinette. I’m sure all of your friends want to see you happy this way.”

Marinette’s pretty sure she’s done something to make Adrien Agreste hate her. Why else is he glaring at her every time he sees her?

Meanwhile, Adrien’s slowly going nearsighted (his father’s genes, probably) and the only way he can see Marinette with full clarity is by squinting aggressively.

It’s a late night, and Marinette and Adrien are both very polite.

In fact, they’re so polite, that it wraps right back around to being rude again.

Because some scars speak of stories that can only be shared in that tiny space between them.

No really, they’re just friends.

After Hawkmoth’s defeat, Adrien Agreste finally gets a taste of freedom as he moves from the Mansion to his own flat, and from Lycée to University.

He relies a little too much on food delivery for Marinette’s taste, though.

Maybe food won’t be the only thing simmering in the kitchen as they learn how to cook together…

College roommates reveal their deep secrets. Conflict ensues, as their friendship tips over in unraveling the truth.

Curled up together in the apartment they share, Adrien and Marinette celebrate five years of being Ladybug and Chat Noir.

“Oh, look.” Marinette nods to the television, where a clip shows Glaciator lumbering down the streets of Paris. “I had no idea why you visited me on my balcony that night, but I guess it makes sense now.”

“Mm.” Adrien tightens his arm around Marinette, face burning as he watches Ladybug cling to Chat Noir’s arm and kiss his cheek. “Oh, I bet that killed you. Did you go get a cooties shot after that?”

Marinette snorts. “Did you wash your cheek after that?”

“Eventually.” Adrien playfully tugs on a strand of Marinette’s hair. “How awful, cuddling with that annoying cat. I bet you’d hate it if he tried that now.”

Adrien just wants to know who Marinette has been in love with this entire time, but she refuses to budge. Accidentally reading a part of her diary, however, gives Adrien the answers he has been looking for.

An early Christmas present from Marinette puts the ball firmly in Adrien’s court when it comes to their relationship. At first, he’s confused, but soon he realizes how he needs to use it.

or,

four ways Adrien found to kiss Marinette and the one way Marinette found.

Adrien needs an independent cash flow; the Dupain-Chengs need someone to work part-time at the bakery over the summer.

Marinette mostly needs someone to keep her heart from stopping.

“What—” Adrien asks softly, wide-eyed and breathless. “What are you trying to tell me, Marinette?”

His expression, as unreadable as it is, tells her that he already knows, but he wants to hear her say the words.

“Adrien… I’m in love with you.”

“I don’t want to love him anymore.”

Marinette stares at her ceiling, not meeting Alya’s shocked and worried eyes that scan her face. Instead, she looks up at the poster plastered above her, the face of her current predicament smiling down at her, and her stomach twists into unpleasant knots, a stark contrast to the usual butterflies erupting when she sees it.

“What?”

“Adrien. I don’t want to love Adrien anymore, Als.”

Rain has been special to Marinette ever since Adrien walked into her life. Despite her decision to keep her relationships at a safe distance due to her job as a superhero, Marinette finds the rain bringing her closer to Adrien.

It’s said that if one were to eat the flesh of a mermaid, one would surely enjoy the gift of immortality. With a mermaid named Marinette being held captive by his father, Adrien is conflicted about what he should do.

despite his worst fears, adrien is meant for a love that’s going to last

Adrien’s favorite color used to be orange. Until Marinette.

chat noir finds an excuse to leave his girlfriend presents at school every day.

(which also might’ve been an excuse to get her to figure out his identity, but whatever.)