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you are enough (i promise you)—miraculous soulmate au

Summary: In a world where your dreams are snapshots of your soulmate’s life through their eyes, Marinette’s dreams are lonely and quiet, where smiles and laughter have long been forgotten. 
Adrien dreams of light—where the air is charged with happiness and the warmth permeates through his dreams and seeps even into the coldness left behind by his mother’s disappearance. 
Then, one day, everything changes.
Notes: This was inspired by an amazing piece of art by @australet789! I’m a sucker for SAL lyrics as well, so it was a big bonus. 
Thanks @jattendschaton for beta-ing! 
Or read it here on AO3 | Kofi

Marinette wakes up with tears in her eyes.

It’s always beyond her control. She lies in bed, staring at the ceiling with blurred vision, phantom thoughts from the dream still gripping her heart and refusing to let go. All of a sudden, her room, colorful as it is, feels extremely lonely. Her soulmate’s steady trickle of emotions still run through her like a current, and no matter who she surrounds herself with, that underlying melancholy never seems to leave.

Taking a deep breath and wiping the tears from her face, she climbs down from the bed.

Maybe today she’ll meet him.

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Adrien wakes up with the feeling of warmth fading around him.

He squeezes his eyes shut in hopes of grasping a little more of it, but it’s already gone. His room is only artificially warm while his dream is warm with the smell of sweets and the thrill of laughter tumbling around. Here, silence makes the loudest noise of all, and turns even the hottest days cold.

He breathes in, breathes out. He thinks back to the dream. Pink, all around—his soulmate’s life practically revolves around pink. It’s endearing; the color has grown on him since the dreams started. Adrien’s own room has started to adopt a splash of that pink in remembrance of her.

Like he does every single morning, Adrien pushes the covers off himself and peers out of the window, hoping for a flash of pink. He wonders if she ever passes by below his window.

Maybe she will, today.

Woo! Charlie Bowater’s full portrait of James Herondale from The Last Hours. You’ll be seeing him and Cordelia at BookCon and I’ll be rolling out more gorgeous art as we approach the release of Chain of Gold in March!(If you look closely you can see the etchings on James’ pistol — runes and the words “Luke 12:49.” (“I have come to ignite a fire on the earth - and how I wish it were already kindled.”) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxnBaNwHIVx/?igshid=2gw4w6eippki

snippet: Forever Fallen

“When I learned to fight, I was dying from slow poison,” said Jem. “… And I was, yes, still faster than you.” 

Kit laughed. His eyes were Herondale eyes, but his laugh was all his own, mischievous and cynical and a little innocent, despite that. 

“Train with me,” said Kit. 

Jem smiled. 

“What?” Kit asked anxiously. “Do you … not want to?” 

“I said that to somebody once,” said Jem. “A long time ago. He did train with me. And now I’ll train you.”

THROUGH A RAPIST’S EYES” (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)

An Article from Neena Susan Thomas

“Through a rapist’s eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interview…ed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:

1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.

2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women who’s clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.

6] Number three is public restrooms.

7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don’t have to worry about getting caught.

8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn’t worth it because it will be time-consuming.

9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.

10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you’re not worth it.

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:

1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can’t believe it is so cold out here, we’re in for a bad winter. Now that you’ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.

2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said they’d leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.

3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.

4] If someone grabs you, you can’t beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh – HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.

5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy’s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you’ll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he’s out of there.

6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.

7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don’t dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but you’d feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.

FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ….

1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.

2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you…. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won’t see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.

4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON’T DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.

5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:

a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .

b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.

c. Look at the car parked on the driver’s side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!

8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked “for help” into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.

Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it’s better safe than sorry.

If u have compassion reblog this post. ‘Helping hands are better than Praying Lips’ – give us your helping hand.

REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD. So please reblog this….Your one reblog can Help to spread this information.

THIS COULD ACTUALLY SAVE A LIFE.”

EVERYONE BOOT THE FUCK OUT OF THIS

This is so fucking unfortunate that we need this

it just makes me angry that women need this.. but we do and if you see this, PLEASE REBLOG. it doesn’t matter if you are a male or a female. by reblogging this, you might save someone’s life.

Don’t scroll past this, it’s so important

nothing to do with what my posts are normally about but this is SO damn important!! don’t scroll past without reading and / or reblogging!

this is fucking important. Idc if your blog is perfect, fucking reblog this. It may save someone.

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sorry if i reblog this everY FIVE MINUTES

Important 

No worries if this post doesn’t fit your aesthetic or theme, this is important information. You could save not just a physical woman’s life but you can ALSO prevent things like PTSD that a woman would acquire from an attack if left alive

Dont you dare scroll past this without reblogging im pretty sure you can press two simple buttons to raise awareness

snippet: Forever Fallen

“When I learned to fight, I was dying from slow poison,” said Jem. “… And I was, yes, still faster than you.” 

Kit laughed. His eyes were Herondale eyes, but his laugh was all his own, mischievous and cynical and a little innocent, despite that. 

“Train with me,” said Kit. 

Jem smiled. 

“What?” Kit asked anxiously. “Do you … not want to?” 

“I said that to somebody once,” said Jem. “A long time ago. He did train with me. And now I’ll train you.”

Are fedoras really that bad?

YES YES THEY ARE

ask-omnipony:
I don’t really believe this mumbo jumbo
I mean it’s a goddamn hat.
Right..?
The white rose, it symbolizes the unique beauty of all the women who wish not to be with a nice guy such as myse-
I wonder if this works with other kinds of hat…
Nothing ventured, nothing gained…
WHEEEN THE MOON HITS YOUR EYE LIKE A BIG PIZZA PIE THAT’S AMORREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Men of Tumblr are my favorite kind of people…

wait, does that mean?

oh boy…….

Luckily, this nonsense doesn’t work on girls.

Observe…

IT’S GOTTEN BETTER!

This post is immaculate

It can’t be true.

And it can’t possibly work on motorcycle helmets.

I must test it.

Nothing happening so far…

HOLY SHIT IT WORKS

What in the world?

Oh why not? This should be interesting.

Here we go!

Were all mad here in Underland!

What the hell! Never Again!

… Actually …

One more time.

Alright, I gotta try this!

Can’t be that bad!

….

…oh my god…

LOL

This just gets better and better

This is one of my favourite things to look at

holy shit this stuff is back

The Gravity Falls one though

i wonder if it works for flower crowns?

here goes nothin-

w HAT THE

DID I JUST-

WHAT THE FUCK

Okay Clearly something is up.

Hmm… I wonder

I’m sure nothing could possibly…

HOLY SHIT

IT GOT BETTER

I HAVE BEEN SEARCHING SO LONG FOR THIS POST OH MY GOD!!!

I wonder what happens when you wear 8 of these at once…

Never not reblog

IT’S ON MY DASH. ACTUALLY ON MY DASH.

i fucking love this

ITS BACK

IT’S ON MY DASH!

itS BACK!

I FOUND IT

Did anyone become Patrick stump please

Get a magic fedora and turn into Patrick stump

This whole thing is hilarious. I remember seeing these way before I ever joined Tumblr too. 😁

This is beautiful and the added loki meme is amazing

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ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

I will always reblog things like this, it won’t ruin your blog or the look of it, and this could potentially save a life.

PLEASE reblog this.

I have reblogged this about three times now and I will never not reblog it

i actually heard of this happening in atlanta not that long ago. that shit is terrifying as hell.

idc if it may ruin my blog look or whatever, if it means word gets out about these bastards then imma reblog x1000

reposting on my friends account

holy shit, that’s absolutely horrifying… definitely gonna reblog this shit, this could fucking save people’s lives.

Maybe this will be useful to some of my followers! 

Everyone should see this, it’s really important

I reblog every time

If you don’t reblog this you’re auto required to leave

I fucking told you, auto

dUDE

hOLY FUCKING SHIT THIS IS HORRIFYING PLEASE REBLOG

oh god oh god oh god

PLEASE REBLOG

I’M NOT EVEN JOKING

WTF

Stay alert ladies!

be warned

REBLOG!!!!!!!!!

HOLY SHIT! GUYS REBLOG THE FUCK OUTTA THIS!!!

I’m used to not rebloging anything ………..BUT HECK YEAH I’M REBLOGING THIS!!!!!!!

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This is horrifying! Everyone please be careful!

!!!!!!!

STOP SCROLLING

PLEASE REBLOG

STOP SCROLLING

PLEASE REBLOG

HOLY CRAP!!! ALRIGHT ATTENTION TO THIS!! PLEASE REBLOG THIS!!! - THIS SHOULD ALSO BE A WARNING THEM GUYS!!! PLEASE!!!

Reblogging again because it’s THAT IMPORTANT !!!

Pls spread this message!!!!

The first and only person Kit ever says I love you to, his whole childhood, is his father. His father who left him to be “raised scrambling through the Shadow Market,” who basically neglected him unless he was being “very useful in [his] line of work”, with his “quick hands.” His father who, in Cassie’s own words, “didn’t love him”—not in the way he came to see the Blackthorns loved each other. His father who, as inadequate of a father he really was, was the only constant in his whole life, and who was eventually murdered, ripped apart in front of Kit’s own eyes. The only person he ever loved, didn’t really love him back, and then died. Kit, so clearly starved for love that the whole series he clings to any tiny moment of affection he receives, from Clary, from Tessa, from Emma, from Ty, was left with nothing and no one.

The second person he says I love you to is Ty. He clings to Blackthorns, and to Ty is particular, after his father dies, not because he thinks they need him, but because he needs them. He desperately wants someone to love and care for him, and so he does whatever he can to fill whatever role Ty needs in that moment, to keep Ty in his life. He never wanted to go along with Ty’s plan, he constantly hopes that it doesn’t work or that Ty will give up on the idea, but he goes along with it anyway, because he knows that if he doesn’t Ty will leave him behind and go off to do it by himself. In a moment of desperation Kit tells Ty that he loves him, hoping it will make a difference, hoping that somehow it will change things for Ty, but it doesn’t. Now, to be fair, Ty is in no place at that point to say it back, or even to really process what Kit is saying to him, but even so, Kit, who has never been loved in return by the only other person he’s expressed the feeling to, can only understand that Ty not saying it back, and not indicating in some way that Kit is important to him, is Ty basically confirming what his dad always did, which is that Kit, still starving for somebody, anybody, to love him back, has nothing and no one. Ty is mad with grief over Livvy, in middle of trying to literally bring her back from the dead, but all Kit is capable of feeling is that Ty not acknowledging his love in that moment is a sign that he never really cared about him at all. The only person he’s ever expressed this love to besides his own father essentially rejects him, and he’s so hurt and humiliated by it that he literally flees the continent without saying goodbye. Again, feeling like his love hasn’t meant anything to the person he gave it to, and he still has nothing and no one.

The third person he says it to is baby Carstairs. He holds her in his arms one night, rocking her quietly to sleep so that poor sleep-deprived Tessa and Jem can get a few hours of rest, and without even thinking, he just says it. He looks at her adorable, squishy little baby face, and he feels protective in a way he’s never felt before—he’s in the middle of promising her that he’ll do his best to be a good big brother, when he says it. It just slips out—it’s the easiest I love you he’s ever said, and maybe in part that’s because he knows she doesn’t really understand what he’s saying and so she can’t reject him. But she then suddenly grabs his finger in her tiny little fist, and he almost starts crying. He stops himself because it feels silly to cry when intellectually he knows this tiny baby has no idea what he’s just said or what she’s just done, but it’s the first time his love has really been received. She doesn’t want anything from him, she doesn’t need him to bend himself to fit into her life—to fill some kind of role. He doesn’t have to lie and steal, like he did for his father to be proud of him, or go along with a plan that went against every moral fibre of his being just so the other person wouldn’t leave him behind, like he felt he had to do with Ty. He just has to be himself and care for her in a way he’s always wanted to care for someone. It’s his chance to love someone and have them love him back, to have a family. It feels like acceptance, without expectation. He has something and someone, or at least the chance to have something and someone.

The fourth and fifth people he says I love you to are Tessa and Jem. He’s already felt it for a while, but never had the courage to say it. He can’t help but feel that he’ll be coldly rejected, or, more likely (but somehow even worst), that they’ll be kind and gentle and pitying as they tell him that they care for him but don’t quite love him. They’re so good to him, but considering his love has never really been met with love in return by anyone besides a baby that he might just be projecting his own desperation on to, he can’t help but feel unworthy of it. As kind as they are, how could they really love him? Why would they? And so he doesn’t say it, and in the end, they are the ones to say it first. They’re sitting at breakfast one morning, in their cozy little kitchen in Devon, and Kit makes some silly joke that is so insignificant he can barely even remember it after he’s said it, but Tessa finds it so funny that she chokes on her tea, and Jem stops in the middle of feeding the baby to affectionately ruffle Kit’s hair. Kit smiles teasingly at Tessa and says that the joke really wasn’t his best work and he sort of judges her for finding it so funny. She grins back and counters, “It’s a wonder we love you so much, considering how much you make fun of us.” Kit’s stomach drops. “ What?” He chokes out. Jem laughs along with Tessa and ponders, “Is it a parent thing? To love someone even when they make terrible jokes and insult you?” Tessa smiles and nods and they go back to what they were doing before, as though they’ve just had a light conversation about the weather and haven’t just dropped a bomb on Kit’s whole life. He’s quiet for a moment and then, before he can stop himself, the words burst out of him.

“You love me?” Jem and Tessa look at him teasingly, evidently about to make some kind of joke, but stop short when they realize how serious Kit is. Tessa immediately grabs his hand from across the table, and Jem turns to face him. “Of course we do.” Tessa says. She whispers it but there’s something in her voice. It’s the same tone she uses when she talks about James and Lucie, or when she’s with the baby. A fierce tone filled with the kind of love he’s always wanted and never could have. Jem then grabs him solidly by the shoulder and Kit can see the expression in his eyes matching the tone of Tessa’s voice. Neither of them say anything else, but Kit knows that they’re telling the truth.

This time he really does start crying, and before he has the chance to feel embarrassed about it, they pull him into the tightest, warmest hug he can remember ever receiving. At some point, he sniffles and mutters that he loves them too. He feels like a child as he says it, but he can’t bring himself to feel embarrassed about it anymore. They both kiss him on the forehead, and as they pull away, he sees that Tessa has been crying as well, and Jem’s eyes are quickly filling with his own tears.

He’d thought, for a while, that they’d asked him to live with them because they were trying to somehow re-create a bond that they’d had with their own lost Herondale. That they’d wanted him to be like Will somehow. And he knew that it was their loyalty to Will and his family that had brought them together in the first place, that had made them search for his mother and eventually for him, but he realized now that somewhere along the way they’d grown to love him for himself. He didn’t have to bend to fit a role in their life. He could be himself, and they loved him for it.

Kit eventually insists that he’s done being sappy for the rest of his life and that they should go back to eating breakfast, without any more crying. Tessa and Jem oblige.

Breakfast continues; Tessa, Jem, and Kit discuss their plans for the day as the baby gurgles away happily, completely unaware of what’s just happened, but smiling toothlessly at Kit anyway, as though she understands somehow. It feels like home. Like family. Like love. And Kit knows that he isn’t alone anymore.

Hi I’m crying hOw dArE yOu oh no my young damaged son

I don’t even have just one “son” anymore. Now it’s more like “a medium sized army of jilted, underappreciated grown ass men that I need to wrap in blankets and shield from the world.”

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Here’s a giveaway for any Holly Black fans! I have an ARC of her latest title THE WICKED KING (THE CRUEL PRINCE #2), up for grabs, coming out on January 8th, 2019!

Summary: After the jaw-dropping revelation that Oak is the heir to Faerie, Jude must keep her younger brother safe. To do so, she has bound the wicked king, Cardan, to her, and made herself the power behind the throne. Navigating the constantly shifting political alliances of Faerie would be difficult enough if Cardan were easy to control. But he does everything in his power to humiliate and undermine her even as his fascination with her remains undiminished.When it becomes all too clear that someone close to Jude means to betray her, threatening her own life and the lives of everyone she loves, Jude must uncover the traitor and fight her own complicated feelings for Cardan to maintain control as a mortal in a Faerie world.

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elizabeth swan and will turner are actually SO romance in the first movie and not enough people acknowledged this because the early 2000s were the age of the edgelords who only valued jack sparrow’s moral ambiguity and that is the TRUTH

the part where she’s like “how many times do i have to tell you to call me elizabeth” and he shyly says “once more, miss swann” and once she walks away he gazes adoringly after her and whispers “elizabeth” to himself like he’s unworthy of it

then when he’s patching up the cut on her hand and she flinches and he says “i know, blacksmith’s hands… they’re rough” because he thinks that’s what’s bothering her HE KNOWS HE’S NOT WORTHY OF HER!!! THAT’S THE PINING I’M TALKING ABOUT BINCH!!! I DON’T ACCEPT LESS!!!!

he has like 10 chances to confess his love to her but waits until he’s dressed like this to do it: 

my man knows 1) the importance of a good outfit when shooting your shot 2) how to ACCESSORIZE. take NOTES.

That’s how I would dress if I was gonna confess my undying love to Kiera knightley