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Copycat AU

MariChat May 31st: CopyCat


Summary: Marinette has a phone stealing problem and Chat confronts her about it.

Marinette stood, phone in hand, in the boys’ locker room. “I can explain!” She blurted out.

Chat Noir stared at her.

She rushed to explain. “So, I recorded a really embarrassing voicemail right?” She gestured to the phone in her hand. “Alya said I should get it and delete it!” She said, he gave her an unimpressed look for selling out her friend.  She switched tactics to pleading. “Look, just… let me delete it. Please?” She looked at him imploringly. “Adrien, he’ll hate me if he hears it. So…” Marinette drooped. “Please?”

Chat blinked in surprise. “That’s M-Adrien Agreste’s phone?”

She nodded, a little bit of hope welling in her. “Yeah, he’s a friend and classmate of mine.” She looked at him and panicked. “I swear I’m not some fangirl or anything!”

He shook his head. “I know Marinette.” He considered her. “You shouldn’t have taken that from his locker.”

Marinette looked down at the ground in shame. “I know.” She said meekly.

“Look, Marinette, you’re a good person. Put the phone back in his locker and I won’t say anything. You can apologize for the voicemail later. He’ll forgive you.”

“How do you know that?” She asked quietly.

Chat frowned. “He’s got you for a friend right? Can’t be that bad of a guy.”

Marinette frowned back at him. “Of course he’s not a bad guy! He’s one of the most wonderful people I’ve ever met!” She said hotly.

Chat smiled widely. “Then he won’t hate you for such a small thing, right?”

Marinette’s anger deflated. “Right.” She muttered and then blinked. “Right, Adrien would never hate someone for something so small.” She smiled.

She padded over to Adrien’s locker and hesitated for only a moment before putting the phone in and shutting it.

She turned to Chat. “So, what are you doing in here?” She looked at him suspiciously.

Chat gained a look of panic on his face and quickly looked at his wrist. “Oh my God! Look at the time gotta go bye Princess see you later!” The door slammed as he quickly left.

Marinette stared after him in confusion and Tikki came to float up next to her. “I think we need to go too, Marinette.” Tikki pointed a paw at the door.

“Right Tikki, let’s go home.” Marinette nodded. She’d have to think about Chat’s odd behavior once she got home.

Instead, she forgot all about it when they had to deal with an akuma.

After Marinette had dealt with Copycat she had headed home with a cloud of dread hanging over her. By now Adrien had no doubt heard her voicemail. She knew Chat was right about him not hating her, but he could definitely still reject her. Tikki assured her that rejection was a rather reasonable worst case scenario.

She spent the evening with her phone in hand. She compulsively checked her messages for any response and kept the volume on high just in case he called.

An hour after she normally went to bed Tikki had intervened and forced her to bed. “Just take the phone with you!” Tikki added. An hour or two of sitting in her bed and staring at her phone caused her Kwami to intervene again. “He’s probably already asleep and planning to talk to you in the morning.” She plucked the phone out of Marinette’s hands amid her tired protests. “Go. To. Sleep. Marinette.”

“Thanks for looking out for me.” She murmured as she fell asleep.

Fun fact, Marinette was not a morning person. For the first time this was actually a good thing as she had completely forgotten about her problems from the day before. It wasn’t until she was running into class, late again, that she locked eyes with Adrien and found her panic returning.

Adrien smiled angelically at her in greeting. She tried to smile back, but it was more of a grimace than anything else.

She sat down and resolved not to worry about Adrien’s reaction to her voicemail. He hadn’t mentioned it so maybe he deleted it before listening to it. She crossed her fingers and then focused on her teacher.

School went by quickly as she, for once, payed complete attention in all of her classes. She tried her best not to think about the voicemail and by the time class was ending she was starting to believe Adrien really hadn’t listened to it.

You know, until he turned around in his seat and asked if they could talk.

She told Alya she was going to stay for a minute and the girl gave her a comforting pat on the back. She supposed Alya was concerned because she could see the distress on her face. She told Alya it would be fine. She knew that Adrien didn’t hate her and that would have to be enough. Even if he did reject her.

Once everyone had left Adrien hopped over her and Alya’s desk. He leaned against the edge of the desk and turned his head towards her.

“So amazing.” She murmured. His eyes widened and his cheeks reddened. She blinked. “Did I say that out loud?” She squeaked out.

He laughed softly. “Yes Marinette, and thank you.” He grinned at her.

She shifted in her seat and turned to stare at her desk. It was really hard to look directly at him when he laughed and impossible when he grinned. Like looking into the sun.

“You… got my voicemail then?” She asked. Her voice was shaking and she didn’t even know how she was managing full sentences.

He nodded and beamed at her. “I didn’t know you felt that way about me, Marinette.”

She flushed all the way to the roots of her hair. “I-I um.”

“I’m really flattered.” He added his smile not dimming an inch.

Her heart slowly fell. “Your welcome.” She said softly. He really was too kind, rejecting her in such a nice way.

He brought his hand up to the back of his neck and scratched nervously. “So then,” He cleared his throat. “Do you want to go to the cinema Friday night?” He gave her a hopeful smile.

She stared at him in shock. She hadn’t planned for the best case scenario. “Like a date?” She held her breath until he nodded. “Yes! Of course I’d love to! When is the movie? Where do you want to meet? Do you want to meet my-”

“Marinette.” He cut her off gently and her mouth slammed shut. “How about we text about all that stuff later. If I don’t go soon my father will have at me.” He chuckled.

Marinette nodded rapidly. “Of course. Whatever you want, Adrien.”

After they had exchanged phone numbers and Adrien had left Marinette found herself slowly walking home with a goofy grin on her face. The grin didn’t fade even a bit as she did her homework and chores.

She finally got a hold of herself when Chat knocked lightly on the hatch to her room. She let him in and soon they were sharing a couple of cookies she had brought up for Tikki.

“Thanks for not telling Adrien about the phone thing.” She said gratefully. She took a bite from her cookie

Chat actually chuckled at that, a few crumbs falling from his mouth. “Not a problem.” He smirked. “Considering the look on your face I’m assuming Adrien wasn’t angry about the voicemail.”

She nodded the goofy grin taking up her whole face once more. “I can’t believe he asked me out.” The grin dropped off her face. “Oh no! What am I going to wear?” She was about to go into a panic when she heard Chat laugh.

She turned to him and pouted. “What’s so funny?”

He shook with laugher before smiling at her. “I think you’re cute and I’m sure whatever you’ll wear he’ll think so too.”

She blushed. “Um, thanks?” She couldn’t help but imitate Adrien from early by scratching at the back of her own neck in embarrassment.

Chat smiled. “No need to thank me. Just, can you do me one favor?” She nodded. He seemed almost nervous. “Try your best to have fun, okay?” He implored.

She smiled. “Of course. It’s Adrien after all.”

He flushed at her words and then smiled. “I got to get going.” He said and grabbed one last cookie. “Good luck with your date.” He said genuinely.

She grinned happily at him. “Thanks, I’m going to need it.”

He shook his head. “You’ll do fine.” He said confidently. “Thanks for the cookies!” He said as he left.

She waved goodbye and sighed. “Right.” She looked at her desk. “I have three days to make a sundress.” She cracked her knuckled with a smirk. “Let’s get to work.”

Tikki sighed form her hiding space. “Adrien won’t know what hit him.” She shook her tiny head and glanced at the hatch Chat had just left through. “Or maybe he will.” She smiled secretly.

Tikki looked down. “Wait. What happened to my cookies?!” She wailed.

Marinette looked at her apologetically. “Sorry, me and Chat ate them.”

Tikki fell face down onto the plate and moaned. “Noooooooooooo.” She groaned.

Marinette shook her head and smiled. She’d have to go get Tikki some more cookies soon. Chat had really enjoyed them as well. Maybe she should try to get him to come back for some more?

Humming happily at the idea, Marinette returned to sketching out the beginning of her dress.


Jensen Ackles x Reader

1500 Words

Story Summary: Requested by @iwriteaboutdean-personalblog. Requested a story about the reader who is sick, and Jensen is concerned. Gets mad when she won’t go to the doctor. Hope it’s kind of what you wanted!

“Y/N, sweetie, everything okay in there?” Your husband Jensen asked. He was standing outside the bathroom door, a door you never used to lock against him. It was locked now, because you didn’t want him to see how bad you actually felt. Another cough racked your body, and you covered it with a tissue. Pulling it away, you were a little scared to see the tiny bit of blood covering the white cotton.

“Yeah, everything’s okay.” You replied, even though you felt anything but okay. You hadn’t felt okay in a while, but you didn’t want him to know. He worried enough about you, about leaving for five days at a time. If he knew you weren’t feeling good, it would make everything worse.

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Every Witch

Castiel x Reader

This was written for @sdavid09 Tale Tellers Fright Night Challenge! I had the movie ‘Kiki’s Delivery Service’ (one of my favorite movies ever) & the prompt “I guess this human celebration isn’t so bad. ”

You adjust the red bowed ribbon in your hair, pressing down on the black dress you wore. It was Halloween and the WInchester’s agreed to have a little get together at the bunker. It was only going to be the boys, Kevin, Charlie and Castiel. Your heart skips a beat at the thought of the angel. Those blue eyes could haunt your dreams forever and you’d die happy.  Giving your costume a once over in the mirror, you grab the wooden broom that was leaning against your chair and head to find the boys.

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The Little Hunter (Part 1)

“Damn it,” Dean huffed, an exasperated sigh leaving his body. He turned to look at Sam, his expression worried to say the least.

“She’s not in there,” he explained, his words dripping with concern. “Alright, lets look upstairs to see if–” Sam was cut off as a loud cackle echoed from the aforementioned second level.

“Y/N!” Dean shouted, bolting up the stairs as fast as his legs could carry him. Sam followed suit, only 10 inches of space in between their hurried bodies.

As they approached the top of the stairs, a blinding white light flashed from the source of the cackling, causing both Winchesters to momentarily freeze and raise their arms just below their foreheads in an attempt to shield their eyes. “Son of a bitch,” Dean muttered, squinting his eyes in the hopes that he would be able to catch a glimpse of what was going on. The obnoxious laughing, which undoubtedly was coming from the witch they had been hunting before you disappeared, continued to reverberate around the walls of the old building.

"Y/N, are you there? Talk to us if you’re okay!” Sam yelled over the witch’s excitement. Both the light and the cackling stopped abruptly, signaling the witch’s disappearance, which finally gave the boys a chance to see what was going on. “Y/N, where are you? Can you hear me? Y/N?!?” Dean and Sam called out for you for a good five minutes, until the faint cries of a young child caught their attention.

"Dude, do you hear that?” Sam asked in a hushed tone, straining his ears to try and pickup another cry. Dean nodded his head slowly, reaching for his gun as the two of them approached the source of the commotion. As they neared the next room over, the crying went from faint sobs to downright bawling, complete with loud sniffling and all.

Exchanging a worried glance, the two brothers silently agreed that whatever was in there was probably safe, so Dean removed his hand from his gun and instead proceeded to open the door to the crying-filled room with caution. What they found was rather odd– a small human no older than 4 years old with short H/C hair and smooth S/C skin sat curled into a tight ball in the middle of the room, shoulders shaking uncontrollably as the little girl sobbed.

"Hey, are you alright?” Sam asked the toddler softly. “Where are your parents? Did they leave you here?” “Dude, chill out,” Dean scoffed at Sam’s suddenly paternal stance. “You don’t wanna scare her with all those questions, do you? I mean, look at the poor thing, she already looks like a train wreck, why make it worse?”

Upon hearing Dean’s voice, the little girl ceased her crying and raised her head to get a look at the owner of the voice. The redness of her cheeks accentuated her all too familiar E/C eyes, which were now fixed on Dean’s face. Within seconds, the toddler was up and rushing towards the older Winchester’s legs at an impressive speed for someone so small.

"Dean!” The seemingly abandoned child cried. She threw her arms around his legs, both of the brothers wearing confused looks on their faces. “Sammy, how does she know my name?” Dean whispered as he watched the little girl with a careful gaze. “Sam!” She gasped once she registered who Dean was talking to. She then rushed over to hug Sam’s legs instead, almost causing the very tall man to topple over.

"Oh, hell no,” the eldest brother said, realization dawning his features. “Sammy, I think this kid is Y/N.”


So this is my first time writing a fanfic, let me know what you think and what I can do to improve. Also I typed this up on my phone, so if there are any errors, please let me know so I can fix them. Stay tuned for part two!

@whywhydoyouwantmetosaymyname @sophisticated-angel @writings-of-a-british-fangirl I just tagged you because you’re such amazing writers and I was hoping I could get some feedback? Let me know if you would like to be untagged :)

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Wreck Part 2

Cas x Reader

1300 Words

Story Summary:  It was still hard, getting used to living with your brothers. More frustrated with them than ever, you take off, planning on cooling down and getting some food. But a truck on the road has other plans.

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Your heart pounding, you sat straight up in bed. Your entire body was covered in sweat, as if you had just ran a marathon.

You had just had the weirdest dream, a dream where you had been angry at your brothers, and had left in a fuss before dying in a wreck.

Everything had seemed so real, you could still hear the crush of the metal, and feel the weight of the car as it crushed you, and the pain that had coursed through your body.

Rushing into the bathroom, you checked your body over, amazed to find no bruises or cuts.

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St. Patrick

Summary: Based on this anon request:

Hi! :) I absolutely love your writing! And was wondering if you could do a Bucky x Reader story based on the song St Patrick by PVRIS. If so thank you so much! Oh and Merry Christmas!

Bucky x reader, FLUFF. Word count: 1,264.

TW: nightmares

A/N: Sorry this took so long! Song fics are kinda tricky, and I love this song so I wanted to try my best to do it justice. I’m not super thrilled with the ending but it’s all I could come up with. I hope you like it!!!

Here’s a link to the song in case you want to check it out: St. Patrick by PVRIS

“C’mon, doll. I think this is a really good thing! I don’t understand why you aren’t excited about it,” said Bucky with a combination of excitement and defeat in his voice.

“Bucky, I know you had to pull a lot of strings with the team and all, but I’m just not sure me moving into the tower is a good idea right now. Can we please just talk about this later? I’m running late for work,” you explained as you frantically searched for your keys.

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Draco Pranking Hermione

Draco: Granger, I have to tell you something…

Hermione: What?

Draco: Typing…

Draco: I’m so into you, I can barely breathe

Hermione: Uh… What?

Draco: And all I wanna do is to fall in deep

Hermione: Draco, what are you talking about?

Draco: But close ain’t close enough ‘til we cross the line. So name a game to play, and I’ll roll a dice

Hermione: Draco, I’m not playing games!

Draco: Oh, baby, look what you started,
The temperature’s rising in here

Hermione: Draco, the weather here in Hogwarts is cold.

Draco: Is this gonna happen?
Been waiting and waiting for you to make a move

Hermione: What?! Draco, are you sick? Cuz I’ll take you to St. Mungos.

Draco: Before I make a move

Hermione: … Okay you’re scaring me…

Draco: So, baby, come light me up, and maybe I’ll let you on it

Hermione: Draco, I’m being serious right here. >:/

Draco: A little bit dangerous, but, baby, that’s how I want it

Hermione: Draco, I’m going to call Blaise to ask if you’re okay…

Draco: A little less conversation and a little more “touch my body”

Hermione: … What?!

Draco: ‘Cause I’m so into you, into you, into you

Hermione: …

Draco: Got everyone watchin’ us, so, baby, let’s keep it secret
A little bit scandalous, but, baby, don’t let them see it

Hermione: What scandalous?! Did you spread rumors about us again?! I swear if you did, I’ll hex you!!!

Draco: Relax, Granger. I just pranked you with a song lyrics from a muggle girl. XD

Hermione: …

Draco: …?

Hermione: *blocks Draco.

Draco: Hermione? Hermione! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it! Please don’t block me!!!! HERMIONE!!!!

Bill Cipher vs. Toffee Rap Battle






Bill Cipher:

Hey there! It’s me Bill!
And you wanna know what I think’s a thrill?
That a pathetic little alligator had the guts to rap against me!
Well ain’t this damn fun cuz you’ll be wallowing in my nightmares! You’ll see!
It’s pretty ridiculous to see such a sight
Being boring is just not how to fight.
You wanna insult me here?
Well, you better do it right


Oh, how silly of you to mention that.
Such nonsense spoken of from a triangle.
With those noodle arms of yours,
Oh how you’ll get tangled.
You think you’re scary? Well I just find you simple and a-cute.
But you seem to deny this.
Are you blind? Well YOU’RE a bit short on eyes.
So You better think before I say SURPRISE!

Bill Cipher:

Oh please!
And if being better than you wasn’t a breeze.
I have many fangirls and you have sadly little.
Your personality is no fun and brittle.
You think you’re a psychopath?
Well I can beat you at that!
I’m made of pure energy
And you’re just a Toffee!


You may be popular but let me get this straight.
You’ve ended your existence with such a Stan-punching fate.
And two meek children beat you?
Well that’s lame…
As for my plan, I’m not even through
You’re simply overpowered and overrated.
I’ll have an entire kingdom evaporated.

Meet Up10tion

Up10tion was a rookie group in 2015. They debuted in September but they didn’t end up on my radar until December. They caught my attention because they are such fanboys of some of my favorite groups, always cheering and dancing along with the winners of music shows as they walk off the stage. When I finally decided to watch their Catch Me! performance, I really liked the song. Now, a few weeks later, I am absolute trash for this amazing group of kids. They have sucked me in, just like BTS did when I first found them. 

You should love these boys. They deserve lots of love and attention. If you already do, then I’m sure you can relate to this post, maybe help me add to it. If you don’t know them yet, or are curious and ready for the fun, addictive, adorable, crazy ride that is Up10tion, read on and learn about the members. But only if you’re ready for a group than can go from sexy to dorky in 0.02 seconds.

(Click Keep Reading to learn, *warning* it is kind of long)

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hello cuties,
i recently reached a personal goal for this blog and i have decided to do my first follow forever~
thank you to amazing, fantastic babe @ohmyfangirlinggods for this lovely header

its amazing to me that I have had this blog for a little over two years now (wat the fuck), and met so many wonderful people throughout that time. thank you all so much for fangirling with me, making me laugh (cheesy I know) and supporting my edits.
this follow forever is just me expressing how much i love and appreciate you & your blogs ♡

(if i accidentally left you out, please message me and let me know asap! ♡ please also keep in mind that this took forever!! if i left you out it was not intentional. i adore you)

bold - favorite blogs

italics - mutuals

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So here's an interesting prediction.

We all know that Sakura is unable to help Naruto at this point, she has no more chakra left. So Gaara will probably bring them to Minato where he will give his son the other half of Kurama’s chakra. At this point, Sakura is not needed anymore. One way or another, she get’s word that Sasuke is also about to die. This is where it gets interesting. 




Chiyo told Sakura to protect those most important to her. Chiyo is also the one who sacrificed herself for Gaara; someone she cares about. What if, someway, somehow, Chiyo slipped Sakura a piece of paper with the instructions on how to perform the Life-Giving technique. It’s not an insane idea, seeing as how Chiyo became extremely fond of Sakura and knows that she would do the exact same thing to save the life of a loved-one. 


Now, hear me out on this. Sasuke is not one to listen to people’s words. No amount of of talking to him, trying to change him, will transform his way of thinking. Well, what does affect Sasuke?




Death of a comrade. A teammate. A loved one. Itachi scarified his reputation, his bonds, and his life for Sauske. Sakura is no exception, regardless of whether Sasuke is in love with her or not. No matter what he shows on the outside, he still cares deeply for his team.




And if you even try to tell me “Well he attempted to kill Sakura so your argument is invalid” i’ll probably jump through the computer and drop-kick you into oblivion. 




If you think that the above image shows that Sasuke was totally normal and in the right state of mind, then you’ve clearly been reading the wrong manga and should probably stop reading now because you obviously have no common sense on human emotions or psychological problems of someone who has been through as much bullshit as Sasuke has.


Getting back on topic. Sakura’s “death” would punch Sasuke back into reality, so to speak. He does care about her. He does want the best for her. And he does want to see her alive and well. Now how Sakura gets revived, I honestly couldn’t tell you. Maybe she wasn’t even dead. Just barely hanging on for dear life. Maybe just a little bit of extra chakra will bring her back.


But what do I want most out of this entire prediction?




Sasuke. Waiting impatiently beside Sakura, waiting for her to open her eyes. And when she finally comes to…




This is the sight she sees…




Sasuke, hovering over her, a bead of sweat dripping down his face as he lets out a sigh of relief, thankful that she is still alive. His teammate, his comrade, and one of the very few that is the most dear to him.


Now I understand this may sound a bit AU and I apologize for that. I tried to think critically but I guess the fangirl in me came out a little bit. If you are just going to reply to this, trying to disprove anything that I had to say, please understand that this is a hypothesis. This is my opinion. And I am not claiming this as what will happen. Can’t handle that? Then go back to Kindergarten where they teach you how to respect other’s choices, beliefs, and interests. 


Is it just me or is anyone else getting bored of the Spaleb v Haleb feud. Like, as a haleb shipper obvs im like whaaat, but I watch pll for the mystery and the story of A/Big bad whatever. And I feel like everyone just wants to talk about Spaleb?! 



Game of Thrones 30 Day Challenge

Day 5 - Who do you ship?

Sandor x Sansa

I hopped on the SanSan ship pretty much from the get go.  I’m a sucker for big, “bad” characters showing a soft spot for the innocent ones.  I really enjoy the idea that Sansa has the potential to redeem Sandor and it’s something I hope GRRM treats us to (if he kills one of them, I’ll be a sobbing mess).  The fangirl in me would love to see them as a couple in the end, but I’d be just as happy if it was more of a companionship, the Little Bird being watched over by her Hound.  These two characters are perhaps the highest on a list that I like to call: “Please let them be happy in the end, Mr. Martin”.

(I know some people are put off by the age difference between the two.  In the books, it’s about a 15 year age gap, which isn’t horrible, as far as this world goes.)