because cat puns

Shiva came at the purrfect meowment. this was my attempt at cat puns.

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Dating T’Challa Would Involve [edited]

[a/n]: I just decided to edit this because I feel like I need more T’Challa and it’s really short. Also, it’s Harry Potter’s birthday and I’m a giant nerd so.. HAPPEE BIRTHDAE HARRY

[request]:  Do you do headcanons? Like dating T'Challa would involve? And then let your imagination run wild 😁

Originally posted by imkylotrash

Dating T’Challa would involve…

  • Him trying not to laugh at your terrible cat puns because he pretends to hate them (he loves them)
  • Watching the Wakandian sunsets and sunrises with him
  • Him calling you his queen
  • He’d spoil you rotten let’s be real
  • You telling him to stop buying you stuff
  • “But you deserve the world my queen”
  • Being the only one he wants to talk to about his father 
  • Sam constantly teasing you two about your relationship
  • You cry, he slits the throat of whoever did it
  • Lots of cuddling
  • Lots
  • Guys I’m serious
  • Lots of cuddling
  • Him having to have his arm around your waist at all times
  • Him only being a cutie when he’s around you
  • The people of Wakanda absolutely adoring you
  • But he’d have to be away a lot because you have to stay and do missions and whatnot while he’s in Wakanda
  • So that means video chatting whenever possible
  • Him smiling adorably to himself when you fall asleep on the video chat
  • Sweet dreams my queen
  • Him sleepily telling you how much he loves you in Wakandain (which is actually Xhoso in Civil War but whatever) while you two are lying down for bed
  • You not understanding a word of it
  • Really cutesy sex because let’s be real, that man would die if he thought he was hurting you in any way
  • He’d be protective asf
  • Especially around Sam because he wasn’t a fan of the way you bonded over cat puns
  • You, Sam, and Bucky playing the Pink Panther theme song whenever he enters a room in the Avengers Compound
  • Sam staring at you for a long time and you finally ask him why and he says “So, you like cats?
  • Overall he’d just be a big protective ball of cute royalty 

Waiter Jumin here to serve you, in all ways possible. 

 Jumin needed to know what hamburgers, fried chicken and donuts were, and what was that commoners thing called ‘Fast Food’.

 Instead, here is Fancy Food, delicacies created by the finest chefs with the best ingredients, desguised as junk food, for the most delicate palates that want to eat like commoners…Except it’s not fast at all it takes a good hour to make these..also it’s expensive as hell… But it’s cat themed !!!

It’s one of those things again that started as something very simple and ended up out of my control, I swear. Context : I got invited once by my friend @achloe98, the spammer, and her sibling made us hamburgers for lunch, also she is big fan of Jumin. So I told @achloe98 ‘Oh..OH she made HANburgers ??’

Hahahahahaha she wanted to throw me out the window I’M USED TO IT !

@achloe98 here’s her gift ! …Now give me that Hanburger recipe.

recycledraccoon  asked:

I really want the K

so a few days ago, i held a poll asking if people would rather a steamy K or an angsty one.

results were overwhelmingly in favor of steam

don’t think this quite lives up to the hype, but oh well. sorry about that.

(mildly inspired by)

also thank you to @sadrienagreste for the original inspiration!!

6: Gentle Peck

There were times when Marinette thought that perhaps, maybe, possibly she’s spent too much time with Chat Noir.

Like whenever she slipped up and said, “You’ve gotta be kitten me!” or, “Oh, that’s pawful!” because Chat used cat puns so often she’d forgotten what the real words even were.

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never interact with attractive people (1/?)

OK YOU KNOW WHAT I’M TIRED OF STRESSING OUT OVER THIS FIC. JUST. ENJOY WHAT I GOT SO FAR. YUP. (an AU born from these posts, and the nail is that the kwami show up about a year before Adrien attends public school)

In which Chat Noir doesn’t want to love in vain and Marinette can not deal with hot a what.


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How Are You Feline // Denahi & Sophie

It had been a while since Sophie last saw Denahi in his drunken state.  She had been worried about him over the course of the period, but with the flooding that called for more prefects’ availability and classes and the work she was still doing for the hat shop, she barely had enough time to breathe.  Finally, on an early weekend morning, Sophie headed to Hogsmeade for the local farmers’ market to stock up on fresh groceries.  She purchased some extra for what she had planned for the day.  After she paid for the last of her things, she headed towards Denahi’s house.  Since she had only gone there once at night and half-carrying Denahi, she wasn’t too certain which way to go.

Luckily she found her way and reached the front door.  She though it best not to go the back way and look like she was breaking in, especially since she was showing up unannounced.  Giving the bell a ring, she waited patiently at the door, hoping she wouldn’t be disturbing his sleep.

To Make A Kitty Jealous

Dabble in Drabbles 16

Isn’t really very hard, actually. And yes it has been done before, but we’re all sadist and we like to see Adrien get jealous so…third time’s the charm!

was meant to be adrienette, but then turned to marichat at the end.

Summary: In which a new student comes into class, flirts with Marinette, and Adrien isn’t jealous, what are you talking about?

The whole class was abuzz. They were going to have an exchange student and he was hot. He could even rival the looks of a certain Parisian model.

Chloe, of course, was already telling everyone that he was hers.

The other girls were curious, aside from those who already had a beau.

Alya nudged Marinette and gave her a wink. “What if he’ll fall in love with you? What are you going to do, Marinette?”

“Me? Pfft, Alya, please.” Marinette laughed. “That’s not going to happen. Why would anyone fall in love with me?”

I would disagree, Adrien thought as he secretly eavesdropped on their conversation.

And then, he walked in the class, followed by monsieur Damocles.

“Class, meet your new classmate, Pete Fitzgerald.”

EVERY. SINGLE. GIRL. swooned at the sight of him. 

(Except for Marinette.)

He was drop-dead gorgeous with corn-silk wavy hair that was almost silver, sea-green eyes, and a smile on the edge of cheeky. He wore a green and blue checkered vest over a rolled up white shirt, black pants with black shoes.

Pete had his hands clasped behind his back as he grinned at the class, a dimple showing on his cheek. He said, with a bit of a Scottish lilt, “Hello, I am Pete and I’m here as an exchange student for two weeks.”

“Tell us something about yourself, Pete.” Madame Bustier said.

Pete cleared his throat and said, “I love books. I like to read whatever I can get my hands on. My favorite is Puns 101. Especially ones that involve cats because cat puns are claw-some!”

EVERY. SINGLE. GIRL. Were suddenly turned off.

(Including Marinette)

Adrien, on the other hand, lit up. Now here was somebody he could share puns with!

“Yes, uhh, very nice.” Madame Bustier said. “Thank you for that, Pete. You can sit at the back with Nathanaël over there.”

“No no, he should sit beside me!” Chloe said and shooed Sabrina out of her seat. Chloe fluttered her lashes at him. “Sit beside me.”

Everyone held their breaths. What would he do? Chloe was the daughter of the mayor of Paris. If he refused, she would most definitely throw a tantrum.

Pete looked at her with a blank look, like he was contemplating something. But that was then wiped away when he walked to her, tapped her under her chin and said in Scottish, “I’d love to, but I don’t think so.”

And with that, he straightened up and walked towards the last desk as if nothing ever happened. When he passed Marinette, their eyes met and he sent her a wink.

Marinette blinked. Did he just-

“He totally did.” Alya drawled. “Looks like someone’s got a crush on you~”

“A-Alya!” Marinette protested.

Before the conversation could go on, Madame Bustier said, “Class, settle down. We’ll be continuing the project that was assigned in pairs from yesterday. Since Pete doesn’t have a partner, one of you will have to include him in your group.”

Alya grabbed Marinette’s hand and raised it up. Marinette looked at her in shock. Before she could say anything, Madame Bustier said, “Very nice. Okay, Pete, you will be working with Adrien and Marinette.”

Oh this would be interesting.

“So, what are we working on?” Pete asked them.

The three had decided to work in the library for research.

Adrien answered, “We’re researching about the theories of time-travel and other universes.”

“Guess it’s gonna be quite time-consuming.” Pete said offhandedly as he sailed through the bookshelves, pulling out books randomly.

Marinette frowned as Adrien grinned. He said, “If this theory is true, then it’d be out of this world.”

Pete and Marinette gawked at him. While Marinette had on a look of horror, Pete’s was with delight.

“Hey, what a koinkydink, you like puns?” Pete said, bringing in the piles of books and set them gently on the table.

Adrien turned red, avoiding Marinette’s eyes. If he said anymore, she might connect the dots between him and Chat Noir. He shrugged, “A little.”

“That’s great!” Pete said. “Do you have anymore? How about French ones like-”

“I think we should focus on the project now.” Marinette interrupted him.

“Of course, Princess.” Pete said.

Okay, what?

Adrien frowned as he touched his mouth. He didn’t say anything so who would-

“Pete!” Marinette squeaked. “W-What did you just call me?”

Pete looked up from a big dusty book and his eyes grew wide. “Oh sorry! It slipped out!”

“N-no, it’s okay.” She fiddled nervously with her thumbs. “I thought you were someone else for a second there.”

Adrien’s eyes widened as warning bells rang inside him. This was not good.

His princess thought Chat Noir was Pete?!

For some reason, he didn’t like that. And he especially didn’t like anyone calling Marinette ‘Princess’. Only he could call her that.

He had to do something. Quick.

“Done!” Pete put his pencil down and leaned back on the chair. Adrien and Marinette looked over his notes and their jaws dropped.

He had filled in 3 papers all about the time-travel theorem which included mathematical formulas, drawings, and everything about how time-travel could affect the world’s time line, going as far as listing out all the references from the books.

He did all that under 30 minutes.

“H-How did you come up with all of this?” Marinette asked him, awe in her voice.

Pete scratched the back of his head. “Mostly research skills? I mean, everything’s in the books. You just gotta know how to look.”

“This is it.” Adrien said as he pored over the paper. Everything was detailed. “All we need to do is put on a presentation in front of the class.”

Marinette checked the references between the paper and the books. “You’re right. Everything’s in there.”

“See? What’d I tell ya?” Pete winked. “So have you fallen for me, Princess?”

A prick of irritation. However, Marinette beat him to it. “Thanks for the notes, Pete. And no, it’ll take more than research to make me fall for you.”

Adrien was internally beaming. That’s his princess.

“Well then, since we won’t have a lot of time to spend together,” Pete rested his chin at the back of his hand as he leaned on the table. “How about I take you to dinner?”

No! Don’t accept!

“I’m sorry, I can’t.” Marinette said. “I’m busy tonight.”

“Well then, I’ll take you out for lunch, Princess.” Pete said as he took back the notes and stood up. “Think of it as a thank you for the notes. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll bring these to the teacher.”

And with that, he left the library before Adrien and Marinette could say anything else.

They exchanged looks.

“Adrien.” Marinette looked at him, panic in her eyes. “Help me!”

He blushed. If she looked at him like that, how could he refuse?

Marinette walked slowly towards the entrance of the school, her heart beating fast. She didn’t like this.

Was Pete really Chat Noir?

And if he is…then what should she do?! She like Adrien!

But then when she wasn’t out for patrols, Chat would visit her in the night. They would talk and sometimes flirt with each other, much like how Ladybug flirted with him. And sometimes, it would edge to something more. But Chat always made sure to keep a polite distance.

But now that Chat was in the same class as Adrien, and pining for her attention…

Marinette groaned. This was all so confusing.

She saw Pete waiting at the entrance surrounded by a multitude of girls. She could slow down, but she couldn’t avoid him forever.

Where was the help Adrien promised her?!

Pete caught sight of her and he grinned. He turned to the girls and said, “I’m sorry ladies, but my princess has arrived, so I’ll have to bid you all apluse.”

Marinette frowned. So Chat would flirt with anyone other than her and Ladybug. And he said he only ever flirted with Ladybug and her. Ha!

He bowed to her with a flourish and held out his arm. “Shall we?”

“Um…” Marinette’s eyes darted here and there. Where was Adrien?!

Pete, who decided that Marinette was too shy to accept, took her wrist and walked down the steps. He said, “You know, I saw this interesting restaurant just off the street yesterday when I explored the city. People said it had the best burgers and fries so I wanted to try it out.”

“Oh, um, that’s nice.” Marinette said.

Pete grinned at her. “Isn’t it? Paris is amazing!”

They walked out for a while, when Pete said, “So Marinette, why did you think I was somebody else when I called you Princess?”

Marinette jumped. So he had noticed! “Because…um…someone calls me Princess as well. A friend.”

Pete looked at her, a soft smile on his face. “Oh? And so I can’t call you Princess? Why not?”

Marinette flushed. “B-Because-”

“Because she’s my princess.” A voice spoke up from above them.

Marinette and Pete looked up at the fence in shock.

“Chat Noir!”

Chat slid down his baton and raised an eyebrow at Marinette’s expression. “Why are you shocked, Princess? Did you think he was Chat?”

“I-I didn’t think that!” Marinette mumbled as she looked away in embarrassment.

“Meow-ch! You wound me, princess.” Chat glanced at Pete and smirked, “Because if I did reveal my true self to you, I think you would swoon at the sight of me.”

Marinette rolled her eyes, but inside she was relieved. She didn’t think she was ready to know Chat Noir in real life at the moment.

Pete looked at him in shock. He looked back and forth between Chat Noir and Marinette. “W-wait, both of you are together?”

This time, it was both Marinette and Chat Noir who were shocked. She shrieked, “What gave you that idea?!”

“You have good eyes.” Chat said as he nuzzled Marinette’s neck. Marinette squeaked as she pushed his face away.

“It’s not what it looks like!” Marinette protested.

“I disagree, Princess.” Chat grinned. He whispered, “Adrien sent me.”

“Why you?!” She hissed back.

Chat didn’t reply as he glared at the boy in front of them. “I don’t know who you are, but only I get to call her Princess.”

Pete blinked. And then with a sly smirk, he said, “Prove it.”


Both of them watched as Pete clasped his hands behind his back. “I mean, for her to be your princess, that would mean that you’re her prince, am I right?”

“No!” Marinette said. “He’s-”

“Her knight in black leather.” Chat said smoothly. “So sadly, I won’t be able to know the touch of the fair maiden’s lips.”

Marinette turned into a dark shade of red. Oh if he only knew that she was Ladybug.

Pete, who actually had no intention of dating Marinette, caught her expression and smiled. “Oh really? Because looks to me like the fair maiden knows yours.”

Chat and Marinette’s eyes widened. Chat looked down at Marinette, his cheeks blushing, “Wait, what?! When?!”

“It didn’t happen!” Marinette said in embarrassment. “He’s lying!”

“I never lie!” Pete said, offended. “Besides, if you really didn’t kiss Chat Noir, then why would you be embarrassed? Maybe you actually dreamed of kissing him?”


“Princess?” Chat asked her hesitantly.

Marinette covered her face. “I-I don’t-”

Both of them stood there, their faces steaming. Pete, on the other hand, had a smug look on his face.


The three of them jumped at the voice. Pete gulped and slowly peeked over his shoulder. A girl with reddish-brown hair and purple clothes stood behind him, her brown eyes smoldering as she tapped her toe on the cement. He turned his face forward swiftly.

“I know you see me Pete.” She marched forward towards him. Pete ran behind the backs of Chat and Marinette.

“Louise!” He smiled. “What are you doing here?”

“That’s the exact same question I should ask you.” The girl, who was Louise, glared at him. “I take my eyes off you for a second, and you get yourself enrolled in a random high school in Paris!”

“Oh come on, it was fun.” Pete protested.

Marinette and Chat exchanged looks of confusion. Louise spotted them and said, “Let me guess, he said something weird to you two?”

Both of them blushed. Louise saw their expressions and she narrowed her eyes. “Pete!”

“It was just harmless fun – ouch!” Louise had grabbed him by the ear. She looked at Marinette. “I’m sorry, but this guy is an idiot. He has a way with twisting words and making people believe whatever he says. If he made things awkward between you two, I’m sorry.”

“And you,” Louise turned to Pete who was rubbing his sore ear. “You are going to come with me to that school you enrolled yourself into and apologize.”

“But I was going to go out with Marinette for lunch!” Pete protested.

Louise frowned and looked at Marinette. Her eyes flickered to Chat Noir. “She already has a prince charming to send her to lunch.”

“Wait, what?!” Marinette and Chat Noir looked at each other.

Louise tilted her head in puzzlement. “Aren’t you two a couple?”

“See? What did I tell you?”

“No we’re not!”

To say whatever happened next was a whirlwind is an understatement.

It turned out that Pete Fitzgerald was not an exchange student and that in some twisted reason he was able to enroll himself in their school which puzzled the minds of everyone because his name was on the register even though it wasn’t there the day before.

Only when Adrien pored over the notes of time-travel did he realize that the information in the paper was far beyond the technology of today’s time.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Marinette looked up and groaned. She did not want to see his face right now. “Go away, Chat.”

“I want to talk to you, Princess.”

He gave her the look.

With a sigh, Marinette opened the window and let him in. Chat Noir shook his head, spraying melted droplets of snow around the room. Marinette laughed, “Okay, stop! You’re acting like a dog.”

Chat grinned and accepted the towel she gave to him. She stood in front of him as he rubbed his damp hair. “So what did you come to talk about, Chat?”

Chat Noir flicked the towel around her waist and pulled her close. She squeaked in surprise as she fell on his chest. Looking up, her breath caught in her throat as Chat looked down at her, damp hair dripping down her face.

“Hey, Princess,” Chat said huskily, “is it true? Did you really kiss me? Or even dream of kissing me?”

Marinette’s eyes widened and her cheeks grew hot. “I-I don’t-”

“T-Then, do you want to find out?” Chat blurted out.

Marinette stared at him in shock, but Chat was serious, albeit his face was as red as hers.

Pursing her lips, she closed her eyes.

His lips were cool and soft and very familiar. Marinette melted as he rubbed his tongue on the bottom of her lip. She let him inside and a fire burning in her stomach blazed. Their exchange was fiery and passionate as Chat tightened his hands around her and Marinette ran her fingers through his damp hair.

“You seem angry today, Chat.” Marinette said breathlessly as Chat’s teeth grazed the skin under her jaw.

He tugged her hair, exposing her slender neck. She bit her lip to stop herself from moaning out loud as he peppered her with butterfly kisses.

He said softly, “You’re my Princess.”

“Were you jealous?” Marinette asked. She looked at him and chuckled at his upset face. She kissed him on the nose. “Don’t worry, only you can call me that.”


OMIGOSH this was not meant to be sin! I am so not sorry!

Anyway, Louise and Pete are my oc’s and they can time-travel.  \(^o^)/ Because I like twisting time!

so, mini adrienette and marichat at the end. You can all see what my favorite pairings are in the love square huh.

onehellagaykid  asked:

31 and 36 supercat please!!!

Supercat + 31. “You lied to me” and 36. “I wish I could hate you.” 

“You lied to me,” Cat muttered as she shuffled into the kitchen. “You said you weren’t a morning person.”

“Well, I fully expected you to be a morning person lying about not being a morning person… so I did that,” Kara answered chipperly, rummaging through the fridge for something to make for breakfast. Grocery shopping was fairly high on the list of things she needed to do. Eggs. She could handle eggs.

Cat hauled herself up onto a barstool across the kitchen island, watching Kara dig around in cabinets through half closed eyes. It was too damn early to be awake on a Sunday. She already had to deal with being awake at the crack of dawn on weekdays, she hadn’t realized that dating a solar powered superhero would mean waking up as the sun rises every goddamn morning.

“Do you know what time it is?” Cat grumbled, using her arms as a pillow to rest her head on the island. Her hair fell down around her face, loose blonde curls barely skimming the counter.

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