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'In Greek mythology, Icarus was the son of the master craftsman Daedalus, the creator of the Labyrinth. Icarus and Daedalus attempt to escape from Crete by means of wings that Daedalus constructed from feathers and wax.'
Marinette was Clumsy, kind, put others first and was a girl.
She had an unhealthy obsession with a boy who she called her one true love.
She loved everything girly.
She had an such a hate of butterflies.
But now, she was gone.
They had removed their obnoxious bright pink and replaced it with baby blue with very apparent snow white clouds, they got ride of every. Single. Adrian. Photo they could find in their room. Hell! In fact they threw away the whole cork board and had gotten a whole new one there they put photos of their family and friends. They put up the picture they and their Nona had taken on a trip in London, then there was the picture of them and Kagami, and many more. But what stood out the most were the many different butterfly stickers stuck everywhere. They were on the walls and were a very apparent theme around their whole room!
But right now, they sat at their desk the bright light of their computer shining on their face, LED lights glowing across the room in indigo blue.
Looking across the words once again, they licked their thin dry lips before spinning in their chair to face their godlike companion. The words apparent on said computer glowed-
'Body Dysmorphia'
"Tiki," They called out, catching the attention of the small god, "I..I have something I need to talk to you about." Tiki nodded, leaving her cookie on her place near the miracle box and flew up to her current holder.
"Yes, Marinette?" she asked in her usual calm voice.
"I..." They paused, cursing their anxiety "You know how lately ever since Lila.. how I've been closing myself off?" They glance at Tiki, seeing as she nods in understanding.
They looks down at the ground, "Well, ever since then I-... I have been trying to address this.. problem and I have finally figured out what was the problem..." Bluebell eyes glistened with tears as they finally looked up.
"My gender... It just feels so wrong i feel so uncomfortable, so wrong," Their voice cracked as the tears feel down. "I feel.. feel as if I'm this caterpillar who just can't break free." They cried out to Tiki as they made gestures with their hands.
"Oh, Marinette," she cooed flying up to cup their face.
Marinette let out a pitiful sob. "I- I just want- I don't want to be Marinette I want to feel right! Tiki.. I want to feel right.." They cried out.
"Marinette just breath.." Tiki instructed, they nodded and took in a deep breath before continuing.
"Tiki.. Tiki I think..no..no Tiki."
Shaking their head they start again. "Tiki.. I'm Transgender," Said god paused for a minute before nodding, "Okay, would you like to be called a different name?"
She He took in a sharp breath before nodding, "Yes, you can call me Icarus."
She nodded again, "Like the Greek myth?"
Lifting his hands to wipe away the tears, "Yeah."
"Okay."
Thinking about it, he stood up from his chair and walked over to his sowing area and picked up the scissors lying next to his sewing machine, grabbing a handful of his shoulder high hair. Hearing Tiki gasp he lifts it up and went snip. He let go of the bundle of hair, watching as it hit the ground. He paused registering what he had just done and smiled.
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Splash, Icarus splashed water onto his face relishing in the feeling of the cold before looking up at the mirror. His now short hair covered his eyes, casting some sort of a shadow before lifting his hand and parting it to the side. He smiles once again shaking his head.
He stands up straight, taking in a shagged breath before his eyes widen. "Oh god Tiki!" He turns to her, "How am i supposed to explain this to my parents!?" He screams gesturing to his new haircut.
Taking a look at her partner, she flys up to his face cookie in hand. "It'll be fine Icarus, I'm sure they accept you."
Meeting Tiki's caring eyes he nods and walks over to his trapdoor, squats down, takes in a deep breath before pulling up the trap door.
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*Icarus POV*
I take in a deep breath as i walk down my stairs to the living room, my eyes glancing around everywhere as i look around for my parents. 'What if they don't except me...no-nope! Bad Icarus! Don't think like that'
As i make it to the bottom of the stairs i see Maman and Papa in the kitchen, i take in a sharp breath and walk over. "Maman? Papa?"
"Yes Marin.. ette! what have you done to your hair!?" i heard the sound of something drop as Maman walked over and cupped my face in her hands.
I take her hands into mine as i watch Papa walk over to us, "Maman, Papa. I have something I need to tell you." Taking a quick glance to the ground I look back up to meet her hazel brown eyes before continuing. "Maman," carefully i bring her hands down, still holding them in my giving them a quick squeeze before letting go. "Papa." looking over to him i meet his matching bluebell eyes. "I'm Transgender, I'm not-nor was i ever-a girl anymor-
Slap
Lifting my hand, I touch my stinging cheek as i lift my head to look at my Papa his hand still in the air. His eyes welled up with tears but they also held angry and hate, seeing this i flinched back. "Pa.. Papa!"
"No." He yelled at me in a stern voice, stumbling back in surprise i let my hand drop from my face as it no longer stung anymore. "The only person who can call me that is Marinette, My daughter, My little girl and You most definitely not her." He walks over and envelops me in a hug, i take a fearful glance at my Maman, her eyes too shining with tears. Not returning the hug, I stand there too scared to move.
"Just stop this Marinette, stop this silly game and come ba-" I push him back with all the strength i can muster, effectively getting him to let go.
"NO! I am not Marinette. I am not your daughter! My name is Icarus, Tom." I watch as he went rigid, hearing as i said my name.
"Get out." Blinking i look up at him as i felt more tears pour down my face once again. "What..?"
"I said, Get. Out!" Tom loudly demand, I wiped away all my tears and ran up the stairs up to my old room. "Fine!" I shouted in aspiration.
Running towards my closet, i throw it open grabbing the suitcase that lied idley there and began throwing in clothes. I grabbed an assortment of jeans and sweater, purposely avoiding all the skirts and clothing targeted to girls. My suitcase had been filled up with a with all commissioned outfits and some of the clothes i wanted to bring before i grabbed another. The other one was much bigger and there i put my sewing supplies, cork board, miracle box and anything else i wanted to bring.
Finally i grabbed a backpack-not my bright pink one, but a pure black sturdy backpack-there i put all of my remaining clothes, aside from a single outfit.
"oh Icarus, I'm so sorry." i heard Tiki say to me as i picked up my remaining outfit and walked towards my bathroom, "It's fine Tiki." I tried to reassure her as i opened the bottom cabinet, rummaging around for something. Finally i found a pure black box, softly smiling.
"What is that?" I turn to see Tiki floating in the entrance to the bathroom, "It's a chest binder, i had gotten it to model my male clothes for my website and it just felt..right." Kneeling down on my knees i lifted up my white spaghetti strap pajama shirt and slipped on my binder. 'Oh thank god for my flat chest.' standing up and looking at the mirror i turned to my side, and looked back. The binder successfully flatend my chest, getting rid of my feminine chest and i smiled.
"What do you think, Tiki?" I ask as i turned towards her, she looked me up and down and smiled. "You look perfect." Smiling at her words i picked up a black dress shirt and slipped it on. Ontop i put on a red sweater, and a dark mossy green jacket with black accents around the colour, zipper and pockets. I replaced my light pink pajama pants with white jeans and slipped on a pair of red converse
"You look very handsome son," I gasp and turn to see my mother at my bathroom door, "I.. I'm afraid of what he'll do if you stay here Icarus," she tells me in a soft voice as she walks over and hugs me softly which felt weird seeing as i was no longer the small 13 year old girl years ago, i had gotten a growth spurt and was nearly much taller than her-It seems i had gotten my father's height along with his eyes-but ignoring that i hugged her back. After a good minute she let got but grabbed onto my hand, turned it over and placed something in it.
"It seems I'll have to give you your christmas gift early," she let go of my hand and i looked down at it. "Keys?" I questioned her, she chuckles. "No..no, there keys to a studio." My eyes widen, "It was meant to be for your clothing, but there's also a bed, kitchen, bathroom basicly and apartment." She takes in a deep breath.
"We were going to pay for a year seeing as the rent was surprisingly cheap but, i don't think your Pa-Tom will agree anymore but it's paid off for a month," She hands me a folder with a few papers, taking a quick glance at it i saw that it was in fact paid had been paid for a month of rent-under my dead name- along with an address. "I know it isn't much-"
I cut her off with a hug, as i whisper into her ear 'Thank you' over and over again, "It's more than enough Maman, it's-it's incredible!" I felt her hug back full force, "I'm so glad i could help..Icarus." She tells me softly. I let go of her and smile as i pull my bag over my shoulder, she nods and walks back down the staircase giving my one last sad smile before closing the trapdoor.
'Thank Kwamii.'
I walk over to the singular Miraculous i had left on my table and split on the glasses, "Ma..ster! look at you, you look beautiful~" I giggled at Kalki's response, "Than you Kalki, now if you could." She nodded understanding, "Kalki! Full galop!"
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Icarus had pushed out all his suitcases into the apartment along with a few things he hadn't packed, after he brought everything in he finally took in everything. It was big, Kind of looked like a loft apartment, near the corner straight from the door was a kitchen there was a sink and shelves and to the left of it was a fridge. It was pretty furnished, there was a twin sized bed basically in front of the kitchen and another one in a corner to the right of the kitchen, it had basic white sheets and pillows. Near the tinted windows was a huge desk, he had already decided that would be his desk and much more.
"Wow! Icarus, this-this is amazing!" Tiki marveled at the sight. "It really is.."
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