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Marinette: i’m ladybug…

Alya, remembering that one time she’d asked Marinette to beta read her Renabug fanfic:

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when all the ml veterans KNOW that this kiss isn’t gonna happen and theres a good chance we might be back at square one by the end of the episode unless the writers have finally gotten their bs together and decided to actually develop this show

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bringing back this masterpiece

If Eerie couldn’t find words to say???

Inspired by this new Chouette! story I wrote where Connor and Eerie have a fun day volunteering at a carnival for charity and hang out then things turn soft and important things are said!!

#I was just scrolling through and saw myself screaming JDJSHAHBSHFH #valid #chouette

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SANDWICH DAAAAAYYYYYYY

While my roommates have been gone all weekend I destroyed my corner of the living room trying to make a better desk set up, and realized I didn’t have room. But I started doing episode planning on the newly bare wall, and realized this would be a really helpful way to do this, put in episodes I know I definitely want (not all are on here) and then use smaller and smaller stickies to fill in emotional beats I want in each episode, and re arrange as needed. But soon in I was like OK this is a really good method and I don’t wanna go any further bc I’m going to have to take it down when my roommates get back!

So it made me realize I have a huge desire for the next room I live in to be spacious enough to have a huge wall for this planning, it is really useful to my brainnnnnnn aaaa

That fluffy plastic in the front is covering a cute shell shaped teal velvet chair that came stained and with no legs but I’m hoping to get it replaced soon!! It was my bday gift to myself tho my bday isn’t til feb 5 😎 it hugs my butt ever so gently. Pamper me

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* cries *

darkness before dawn

Ladybug and Chat Noir constantly being frustrated that they do need to eventually plan out some different tactics to defeat hawkmoth other than just defeat the akuma when they show up—

But they are just so busy living their normal lives and not getting caught. They have so little time to get out of this rut, to get ahead, let alone bond. Both Marinette and Adrien are nodding, with bags under their eyes from lack of sleep when their literature teacher covers the story of Sysyphus.

LB and CN are both so frustrated they’ve known the other for years and still feel they barely know the other, and yet ironically would trust the other with their life. But even a little more bonding time would make it feel relatively normal.

Keeping the secret, they agree, is the most time consuming task of all.

And so one day when they finally have time to really hang out for more than 30 minutes, LB and CN take a good long look at each other and realize so much time has passed. Their baby fat has gone, their heights caught up a while ago, but now CN is several inches taller, shoulders broader, Marinette’s proportions have filled out to be more womanly. They laugh ironically, shaking their heads in disbelief. It’s a beautiful thing, and it’s a hurtful thing- they are grown now, their teen years taken from them by survival mode and bearing the burden of secrecy alone. And still they’re still fighting, the same stupid endless battles, still just barely getting by. It’s been enough to make each of them scream and panic alone in the night, feeling trapped, suffocated, like everyday is a repeated dream turned nightmare, and every morning they wake up, to later find out they’re still in the dream. It feels like they’re trying and failing to complete a difficult boss in a videogame- failing, respawning, failing, respawning. No help, and no quit button. Only bouts of sleep and distraction.

They are old enough now to be more independent and less unaccountable. So they both agree it’s time to run away and make a real plan. They didn’t expect the first several days to be emotional damage control, finally being able to talk openly. They know they should be planning, they know they should be striving, straining to get ahead of their enemy that keeps them pinned like collected dead bugs of whom he’s proud to make a show, an empty success in front of Paris. Chat Noir and Ladybug realize they need this, it felt awful to be vulnerable not so much with each other, but with themselves about just how painful the past many years have been. Full of adventure, joy, and fame, yes. But they agree it began to give way to profound loneliness and feelings of powerlessness, feelings of just being actors that entertained a city at the expense of their blood, sweat and tears. It has been cruel, it has been humiliating. Wins started feeling meaningless, because they knew the war would be endless til they changed tactics.

They agree they couldn’t have done it alone. They agree in laughter, “Screw Paris! We’re going to do this for us, okay?” They high five through teary eyes and hug each other in deep, deep thankfulness. Their love and trust is not romantic, it’s not even platonic, maybe familial- maybe one of a kind. Two soldiers fighting to protect the world alone, in secret, with each other. Friends forged in fire. A sister and brother born to help one another through adversity unlike any other. They squeeze each other tight and pull apart, sniffling, and smiling, feeling a great burden lifted off their chests. At the same time they confess:

CN: “I’d die for you—“

LB: “I’d kill for you!!—“

They both burst into laughter and can’t stop grinning. It’s so true. They sure have their roles in each other’s lives.

Ladybug sighs contentedly. “Ladybug, Hero of Paris...”

“Chat Noir, Hero of Ladybug.” He winks cheekily. Ladybug admires his brilliant smile that has only gotten more handsome and endearing over time. He’s a man now but has all the sweet soft-heartedness as back when she met him.

They get to cooking together in the kitchen is the two-room secluded cabin they booked for a week. It may have to be longer, and Chat Noir assures her he can cover it. After the first few days they start to feel normal, remarkably healed, they find themselves hanging out like friends who have known each other forever. Having too much fun bonding over common interests, spilling way too much personal info. Even Ladybug, only one glass of wine in, rolls her eyes and bats away Chat Noir’s hesitance at her sharing about one of her favorite hobbies. They eventually overshare about their families, high school crushes, vaguely about part time jobs, and videogame opinions. They watch a few episodes of a show Ladybug things Chat Noir would like, and she falls asleep laying sideways on the couch, with her legs over his own- so comfortable and natural, it makes him smile, his heart flutter with those butterflies he still tries to set aside for his sanity. But mostly his heart feels warm, thankful and at peace for once with her. Everything is okay. They’re where they need to be. And they’re going to recover and overcome their enemy once and for all and be free, so they can be as close as this all the time, without running away to the wilderness, covering their paper trails and lying to their friends.

It’s going to be okay. And we’re gonna make it okay. Chat Noir, brow furrowed from deep thought, nods once to his own conviction like a soldier receiving orders from a commander.

He then admires the sacred sight of Ladybug’s precious sleeping face. She’s the best. His number one friend and favorite.

He feels more at peace, focused and empowered than he has felt in years.

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the amount of love I have for zuko and just his character in general is huge and it grows everyday

When Zuko apologized to uncle Iroh in the tent cause he was so ashamed of his actions and what he’d done to the only person who unconditionally believed in his ability to do good >>>>>

#I also realized I kin him LMAO anyways 😙 #fav #Atla #Zuko

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Futuristic Paris AU: “Trust”: [Part 1: Here] ; [Part 2: In progress]

I had already made a mini-comic about this AU, you can read it here.

/!\ This comic isn’t the sequel to “Surprise,Father”

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STAN THE RIGHT MAN. STAN THE RIGHT PEOPLE.  NO TO PREJUDICE. NO TO RACISM. 

YES, BLACK LIVES STILL AND WILL ALWAYS MATTER. THIS VIOLENCE SHOULD NO MORE BE TOLERATED!

| Cr articles Time & Variety pics twt jinKissLetsgo & eluceo_himes

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Oop just saw this here now!!! LOOK AT HIM HE LOOKS SO PRETTY THANK YOUUU 😭😭❤️

Dtiys from @inkshila ! ♡ hot boiiiii for her 14k congrats again ! ♡

#dtiys #Fav #I love him thank you smmmm #MWAH

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@positivelypotatoes i’m your @mlsecretsanta ~ sorry it’s so sketchy ;0; i was actually gonna do just the one pic, but then a whole comic happened… so consider the others bonus pics haha

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heyo! it’s kinda been a while since ive posted since i just have a buttload of work bearing down on me (december of senior year, anyone?) … yeeeaaaah its not fun

but i drew this comic based off of this post by @laadychat ! its the perfect amount of “what the heck” and funny and i was able to draw this without thinking, so that was good :D

#Fav #Lmaooo

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[among us] blue crewmate and his red imposter friend that stalks him to protect him from other imposters

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adrien: marinette!! :D !!!! 💖💖💞🌟⭐️✨🌟⭐️✨⚡️💖💖💖

marinette, holding back tears of joy: how the fuck did you say that with your mouth

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LITERALLY ME LOGGING HERE YESTERDAY AFEJETUWGWHEV

#2020

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Quick rundown on Destiel (I can't believe I'm doing this). The show Supernatural (running since 2005 and due to end soon after it's 15th season) features (among others) Dean, a human, and Castiel, short Cas, an angel. Fans have been shipping it for seasons using the shipname Destiel, the show got accused of queerbaiting because there was (arguably) lots of hinting but nothing made canon. In the latest ep Cas confessed his love to Dean, framing sparked debate (more to it but I'm outta letters)

apparently the ship becoming Canon and one of them instantly going to hell happened and I'm?????? Like LMAO WHAT

thank you smm!

#2020 #Asks #Ask