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nearly 200 writing prompts // feel free to reblog


1: “ Give me a chance. ”
2: “ Not you again.. ”
3: “ Leave me alone. ”
4: “ I don’t love you anymore. ”
5: “ Why do you hate me? ”
6: “ I lost the baby. ”
7: “ I thought you loved me. ”
8: “ I don’t need you anymore. ”
9:“ I can’t believe you! ”
10: “ We cant keep this up forever. ”
11: “ You’re a monster. ”
12: “ I hate you. ”
13: “ Don’t leave me… ”
14: “ You’re a disappointment. ”
15: “ Don’t die on me– Please. ”
16: “ I never meant to hurt you. ”
17: “ Are you upset with me? ”
18: “ I wish i’d never met you. ”
19: “ I’m going to kill you! ”
20: “ Please don’t hurt me like this. ”
21: “ Thanks for nothing. ”
22: “ Dont call this number again. “
23: “ Why did you spare me? ”
24: “ You need to leave. ”
25: “ I’m sick. ”
26: “ I’m dying. ”
27: “ I wish i’d never met you. ”
28: “ I thought we were family!”
29: “ There was never an us. ”
30: “ So that’s it? It’s over? ”
31: “ I fucked up. ”
32: “ I came to say goodbye. ”
33:“ He’s dead because of you. ”
34: “ I don’t deserve to be loved. ”
35: “ About the baby… Its yours. ”


36: “ I’m so in love with you. ”
37: “ Dance with me! ”
38: “ Isn’t this amazing? ”
39: “ I wish we could stay like this forever. ”
40: “ Will you marry me? ”
41: “ I’m pregnant. ”
42: “ I need a hug. ”
43: “ You’re special to me. ”
44: “ I’m going to keep you safe. ”
45: “ Do you trust me? ”
46: “ Can I kiss you right now? ”
47: “ You’re cute when you’re angry. ”
48: “ I’ve liked you for awhile now. ”
49: “ Lets have a baby. ”
50: “ We’d make such a cute couple. ”
51: “ I want to take care of you. ”
52: “ Can we cuddle? ”
53: “ It’s lonely here without you. ”
54: “ I can’t stand the thought of loosing you. ”
55: “ Shut up and kiss me already. ”
56: “ Are you flirting with me? ”
57: “ Is that my shirt? ”
58: “ How did we get here? ”
59: “ You own my heart. ”
60: “ You’d be a great dad. ”
61: “ You’d be a great mom. ”
62: “ I want to protect you. ”
63: “ Whats the matter? ”
64: “ You’re so beautiful. ”
65: “ Did you do something different with your hair? ”
66: “ Is that a new perfume? ”
67: “ Stop being so cute. ”
68: “ You’re making me blush! ”
69: “ You’re teasing me again… ”
70: “ This is why I fell in love with you. ”
71: “ You’re the best! ”
72: “ They’re going to love you, don’t worry! ”
73: “ Oh, Are you ticklish? ”
74: “ Of course I remembered! ”
75: “ You’re one hell of a girl. ”
76: “ You’re one hell of a guy. ”
77: “ Are you jealous? ”
78: “ Hold me and never let me go. ”
79: “ Stop hogging all the blankets! ”
80: “ Lets run away together. ”


90: “ Catch me if you can! ”
91: “ I’m fine. ”
92: “ Are you drunk? ”
93: “ Are you high? ”
94: “ We cant go in there… ”
95: “ Give it back! ”
96: “ Well this is just great. ”
97: “ Don’t touch me. ”
98: “ Not sure if you could tell, but I’m not exactly a people person. ”
99: “ This was fun— Lets do it again sometime!”
100: “ I didn’t do it! ”
101: “ I did it… ”
102: “ I don’t remember that! ”
103: “ Well that’s pretty rude of you to say. ”
104: “ Get that thing away from me! ”
105: “ You owe me. ”
106: “ Do you believe in aliens? ”
107: “ Do you believe in ghosts? ”
108: “ Are you hitting on me? ”
109: “ Why are you naked? ”
110: “ You did what?! ”
111: “ You have… Superpowers? ”
112: “ Why are you bleeding? ”
113: “ Where did all these puppies come from?”
114: “ Don’t make me come over there myself! ”
115: “ That wasn’t funny. ”
116: “ This tastes horrible. ”
117: “ This is delicious! ”
118: “ Are you mad at me? ”
119: “ Stop ignoring me… ”
120: “ I love that show too! ”
121: “ Can I borrow that book of yours?”
122: “ Lets blow this joint. ”
123: “ Let me help you with that. ”
124: “ Take that back! ”
125: “ Wanna go see a movie with me? ”
126: “ No way, that’s so lame. ”
127: “ What are you listening to? ”
128: “ I brought you your coffee. ”
129: “ Don’t fuck this up. ”
130: “ Run! ”
131: “ Lets run away together. ”
132: “ I haven’t slept in four days… ”
133: “ Your turn to do the dishes. ”
134: “ Was I really that drunk? ”
135: “ Was I really that stoned? ”
136: “Give me back my phone! ”
137: “ You’re an asshole. ”
138: “ Are you cold? ”
139: “ This place gives me the creeps. ”
140: “ I swear my house is haunted. ”
141: “ Did you hear that? ”
142: “ It’s just your imagination. ”
143: “ Just how stupid do you think I am? ”
144: “ Stop being such a baby. ”
145: “ Go back to bed. ”
146: “ Are you okay? ”
147: “ I can take care of myself just fine.”
148: “ Thanks for helping me back there. ”
149: “ Since when have we ever been friends? ”
150: “ What on earth are you wearing? ”
151: “ I can’t feel my legs! ”
152: “ Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night. ”
153: “ Put me down! ”
154: “ There’s only one bed… ”
155: “ It isn’t what it looks like! Okay.. Maybe it is… ”
156: “ How did I loose it? ”
157: “ I read your diary. ”
158: “ This is awkward. ”
159: “ Didn’t you read the sign? ”
160: “ Do you think you can teach me that? ”

Below is NSFW prompts.
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161: “ Bite me. ”
162: “ Make me. ”
163: “ Fuck me. ”
164: “ Stop teasing me so much… ”
165: “ Do you like it when I touch you like that?”
166: “ Okay.. This is new. ”
167: “ Want to head back to my place and have a little fun? ”
168: “ You’re in trouble now. ”
169: “ What a pretty sight. ”
170: “ Bend over. ”
171: “ On your knees. ”
172: “ The food looks great but.. There’s something much more delicious i’d like to eat right now. ”
173: “ Lay back. ”
174: “ Take off your clothes. ”
175: “ Well, fine; just this once. ”
176: “ I’m waiting. ”
177: “ You’re so beautiful. ”
178:“ As you wish. ”
179: “ First one to make a noise looses.”
180: “ You have no idea what you do to me. ”
181: “ If you’re bored; Wanna have sex? ”
182: “ Ive wanted this for so long. ”
183: “ Car sex looks so much more easier in the movies. ”
184: “ Can I touch you? ”
185: “ Open up. ”
186: “ No strings attached. ”
187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you? ”
188: “ Mine. ”
189: “ The nights still young. ”
190: “ We cant do that here! ”
191: “ Behave. ”
192:“ What did you just say? ”
193: “ Good girl. ”
194: “ Good boy. ”
195: “ Come here. ”


Poirot gets a rose named after him at The Chelsea Flower Show 1935

  • person B: *starts to caress A's thigh and whispers into their ear* hey....I see that you're wearing that new cologne/perfume that you brought a few days ago. It's driving me crazy...and what you're wearing its so sexy, you're begging for me to rip those clothes off......*starts to kiss their neck,.then whipsers* .......everyone left for the rest of the day, so that leaves the two of us for the next few hours. Do you want to me to maybe--
  • Person A: *interrupts* if this just to get out of doing work/chores today, you will lose all access to this ass for the next few months. Try again next time
  • [Please give me an A for trying, because I cannot do dirty talk to save my life. 😭😭😭]
Valentine’s Day Starters:

“Thanks for the [flowers/chocolate], but I’m allergic.”

“Well, at least it was romantic up until I spilled the champagne on you.”

“Hey, come design custom, dysfunctional candy hearts with me.”

“So you’re my blind date?”

“Hey, I need your help. I bought you the biggest teddy bear they had in the store, and now I can’t carry it by myself.”

“Roses are red violets are blue, I can’t write poems for shit but I still love you.”

“Who are the flowers for?”

“I bet I know worse pick up lines than you do.”

“It’s technically for Valentine’s Day, but it’s also a ‘thanks for putting up with my stupid ass all this time’ gift.”

“I got you flowers.”

“I thought you’d look cute/handsome in this.”

“Please don’t be sad, I bought you three bags of candy.”

“I tried to make chocolate covered strawberries for you, but now I’m confused and you have to help me.”  

“I know Valentine’s Day is supposed to be for couples only, but I wanted you to have this anyway.”

“Did you know there’s a 'Why I Must Have Sex With You’ Checklist? Also, did you know I bought it?”

“Why is Valentine’s Day the one day of the year we call stalkers 'secret admirers’?”

“I’d kiss you, but my breath smells like the fish I had at dinner.”

“I love you, but your [mom/dad] scares the crap out of me.”

“Okay, I made you a heart-shaped cake, but it coincidentally broke in half, so please don’t read too far into that.”

“Please just pretend to be my boyfriend/girlfriend so the creepy person leaves me alone.”

“Thanks for the gift, but I’m pretty sure this is the half-eaten chocolate bar I left in the fridge.”

“Oh my god, you just gave me the first Valentine I’ve ever received.”

“I got you a new perfume/cologne for Valentine’s Day because I can’t stand that one you wear now.”

“I bought handcuffs because I thought it’d be sexy, but now I can’t get out of them.”

“On a scale of one to pathetic, what does sending myself chocolates at work so my colleagues think someone likes me fall under?”

“I’ll be in my bedroom pretending that I don’t exist and that I don’t know what day today is.”

“Even though I’m not going anywhere because I’m alone, at least I look really good.”

“Before you try anything, I have my period today, so you’ll be getting nothing.”

“Today someone threw a candy heart at my head that said, 'you piss me the fuck off’.”

“You’re so out of my league. Good for me.”

“Hey! Just because it’s Valentine’s Day, don’t think that gives you permission to put your ice cold feet on me.”

“Oh my god, how did you know I wanted this?”

Don’t look at her. Don’t say her name. Don’t tell me she’s ‘just a friend.’ Don’t tell me that you think of her as a ‘sister.’ Don’t tell me that you think she is pretty or beautiful. Don’t tell me that you like what she’s wearing. Don’t mention how skinny she is. Don’t mention how curvy she is. Don’t notice the color of her eyes. Don’t notice the color of her hair. Don’t hug her. Don’t touch her. Don’t be her friend on Facebook. Don’t follow her on Instagram. Don’t ‘like’ her selfies. Don’t comment on her pictures. Don’t tell her she looks nice today. Don’t tell me about that road trip you took with her. Don’t tell me what you did for her that one time on her birthday. Don’t tell me about how awesome her family is. Don’t tell me about the first time you kissed her. Don’t tell me about what you did in bed together. I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to know. I’ll never believe you when you say she no longer means anything to you. Don’t say anything about her, not even once. If you do, I’ll never forget it. It will eat away at me forever. Because I will always look at her and see her as somebody that could make you happy, happier than I could ever make you. I’ll see her as somebody that will give you everything you want. I’ll always think she is prettier than me. I’ll always think you want her more than me. I’ll always see how soft and luscious her hair is. I’ll always see how perfect her body is. I’ll always see how big and sparkly her eyes are. I’ll always see an image of the two of you together in my head. Every time we sit down together at our favorite restaurant, I’ll wonder if the two of you went there first. When you tell me you like that new perfume I’m wearing, I’ll wonder if she used to wear it. Every time we hear a song on the radio, I’ll wonder if it makes you think of her. Every time we’re making love, I’ll wonder if you’re thinking of her. When you tell me that you like the things I do to you, I’ll wonder if she did them to you first. I’ll always wonder if, deep down, you wish you could be with her. I’ll always wonder if you miss her. I’ll always wonder if you want her back. I’ll always wonder if you’re thinking about her. I’ll never feel like I am enough for you. I’ll never feel like you truly let her go.
I don’t want to hear you tell me to not be jealous, I want to see you give me every reason in the world not to be…
—  If you want to have a successful relationship, don’t talk about your ex’s.

a/n: i might have enjoyed writing this a little bit too much

Masterlist Request here!

• constant teasing and endless jokes that you are annoyed to but secretly amused to as well

• him noticing everything, like the way you wore your hair differently today or the smell of your new perfume

• he’s not shy when it comes to showering you with compliments

• he loves to spoil you as much as he can

• “Draco, you didn’t have to.”

• “Of course, I did. You deserve only the best.”

• hand holding all the time even if it wasn’t really necessary anymore

• showing you off

• literally

• he makes sure everyone knows you’re taken by the slytherin prince himself

• only you could get into his soft side

• him willingly trying to help you in your classes

• you always scold him whenever he talks so lowly about half-born and
muggleborn wizards.

• he doesn’t listen anyway

• him being touchy whenever the both of you were alone

• “Draco, I’m trying to study …”

• you’re the only person he really trusts

• always making fun of him because he can’t stop talking about Potter

• him getting annoyed because of it

• “Are you sure you’re in love with me and not Harry Potter?”

• “Oh, for Merlin’s sake, Y/N.”

• him always being so cheeky whenever he plays Quidditch, sending a wink or two whenever he is aware that you are looking

• pointing at your way whenever he would catch the snitch

• you blushing mad because of it

• him being too protective

• always holding him down whenever someone tried to flirt with you

• you always getting jealous whenever someone tried to flirt with him

• him enjoying the way you would nonstop talk rubbish about that said someone until you eventually feel better about yourself

• always assuring you that you are the only one that he loves and wants

• you doing the same

• he is not afraid to cry in front of you

• you are always the first person to know whenever something bothers him

• “Are you okay, Draco?”

• “Not quite …”

• him always doing everything in his power to keep you from harm

• you doing the same

• going as far as punching someone

• him laughing his ass off when you do so

• spending Christmas with his family back at the Malfoy Manor

• or just spending Christmas with him when he doesn’t want to go home

• spending Hogsmeade with him every other weekend when he decides to steal you from your friends

• secretly loving it when he does

• having a hard time convincing Lucius that you are perfect for Draco even though both of you had different opinions and views on certain topics

• “Opposites attract, don’t they, Sir?”

• “Well, indeed they do, Ms. Y/L/N.”

• Lucius finally accepting you

• Narcissa accepting you long before her husband did

• Draco happy that they do because his parents’ approval is important to him

• “So, if they didn’t approve of our relationship, you’d break up with me?”

• “Bloody hell, Y/N, of course not. I probably would have asked you to runaway with me instead.”

• and last but not least

• loving each other endlessly and bravely, with no intent of letting the other one go without a fight.

Jamaica with the missus. PART ONE.

Here’s a new series I’m starting is based on the missus being worried about Harry working 24/7 in England so the missus suggest he goes to somewhere different. Only Harry wants her to come with him. A lot of fluff, maybe some smut but most definitely Harry feels. Enjoy and don’t forget to get up in my asks!!

“Love,” Harry whispered. You groaned and moved to the side. “Love, I need you to wake up for meh” He whispered again. “Harry” You groaned. He pressed kisses all round your face and rubbed his hand over your tummy. “Babe, c’mon we got a flight soon” He smiled. He was so excited. “Love everything is ready, I just need you to be all dressed and ready to go” He smiled. A kiss was left on your tummy and he was no beginning to rub his hand over your legs. “I brought up a coffee?” He tried to get you up. “Three sugars?” You asked. “No more, no less” He smiles. You turn and kiss his lips. “Where’s my coffee?” You smiled. He shook his head with a little laugh. “Excited for today?” He smiled. “Yeah I can’t wait to be in Jamaica with my favourite woman writing some good old songs.” He smirked. “Favourite woman?” You asked raising your eyebrows. “Of course you’ll be there too” He said. You hit his shoulder a little muttering ‘dickhead’.

After getting changed in some comfy clothes for the long journey ahead you met Harry downstairs. You had a nine hour flight to Miami of which you’d then wait four hours for your flight to Montego Bay. You slumped down the stairs and Harry was waiting for you by the door. “C’mon my love, you look so energised.” He mocked. “Don’t start.” You smiled. He looked at you and wrapped you in a cuddle. “The cars waiting for us, you can have a sleep on the way to Heathrow if you want.” He smiled. You both climbed in the car with you to go coffee. “Mind if I put the TV on?” He asked. “Mmm, can I have a cuddle? I fancy going back to bed.” You asked. Harry hummed in agreement. You lifted your knees up to bring them close to your chest. Harry wrapped an arm around you and you snuggled into his neck. “M’love you” You mumbled. “Love you too beautiful, always,” He smiled before watching an episode of the Inbetweeners that he had most probably watched a million times.

If there was one thing Harry enjoyed about airports, it was the shopping before hand. He dragged you along Duty Free. “How does this one smell love?” Harry asked shoving a sample of the Versace Man cologne. “H, I don’t know why you’re even trying to pretend you’re going to wear it because we both know that you’re going to stick with your Tom Ford.” You smiled pressing a peck to his lips. “Mmm, true. It does smell nice,” He smiles. “I like it” You cuddled up to your tall boyfriend. “Maybe you want some new perfume? There’s a makeup stall over there, wanna have a look around?” He asked. “I don’t really mind, I’m not too bothered.” You mumbled feeling bad that he spends money on you. “Love, let me treat you, let’s go.” He smiled before taking you over to the NARS stand. You walked over and looked at a few eyeshadows. Harry came up behind you and laid his head on your shoulder peering over at what you were looking at. “S’nice colour” He mummered. “Not a bit of me I don’t think” You smiled. “These blushers are nice” You said sampling them on your hand. It wasn’t until Harry looked upon the name of the blushers he began to make crude comment. “Think yeh should get the one called Orgasm.” He smiled. You did genuinely like the colour too so you agreed.

You ended up grabbing a bite to eat, your few bits of makeup and perfumes in one back, a few sprays and undies from Victoria’s Secret and a new SuperDry skirt to wear on the beaches of Jamaica. “I feel disgusting eating this.” Harry groaned as he ate his big mac. “Harry, it’s one McDonalds, I think you’ll survive.” You smiled. “But, it’s disgusting.” He moaned. “Stop eating it then you muppet, there’s a Starbucks over there you can get one of them toasties you like.” You smiled. “Nah, I’ll just deal with it” He sighed. You laughed and checked the board. Your flight was ready to board in about five minutes, so you could start to walking towards the gate.

The flight was long but a few cuddles from Harry and a few movies were enough to tie you both over. But by the time you’d have more cuddles and read a bit of a book you wanted to. You were soon on the way to Montego Bay with the love of your life. Harry sat looking out the window with his journal on his lap. He was writing and writing and I was so happy he wasn’t stressing like before. You nuzzled into his shoulder and kissed it. “Alright love?” You asked. “Mh, can I have a bit of your water?” You nodded and gave him the bottle.

It wasn’t long until you arrived in the sunny Jamaica with your beautiful boyfriend. “To the villa?” Harry asked. To the villa….


Serial Killer AU(Part 5)

Here we go again! What a nice smutty and fluffy chapter we had last time huh? Lol, the calm before the storm. The next part will probably take a couple more days to be written cause it is the ending.

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Marinette was what one would consider way too relaxed for someone who was on the way to a crime scene. It had been the first one in three weeks and she wasn’t sure how to feel about it. Since a certain night on the roof, the mysterious murder stopped appearing. Every person in the department was on the edge about something big happening, something unexpected. And it seemed like it came. When they got the call, the person o the other side said they can’t just explain it through the phone. They had to come and see by themselves. Tikki was gritting her teeth, obviously not happy with the development. Marinette bit her lip. It couldn’t have been Adrien. He texted her telling her he was working on a special project just half an hour ago.

Once they reached their destination, the technical crew along with Marinette and Tikki got out of the car and headed towards the side alley. The crowd was already restricted on that sidewalk and the road had been blocked save for the police force. When they reached the murder scene, Marinette felt her heart beginning to beat frantically. On the side of the alley, across the wall nine people were hanging, their bodies impaled on the building in such a way that it formed a huge heart.

So that was the special project.

Tikki was barking orders left and right, but Marinette couldn’t take her eyes off the wall. Anger aside, she couldn’t help, but feel a little flattered. Hell knows how much time he spent putting this plan together to create this thing when it wasn’t even dark outside. She will still kick his ass for this, though, no matter how flattering it was.

Marinette was raging. She slammed the door of Adrien’s flat behind her as she walked in the living room. He was just taking off his mask when she stormed in. He glanced at her surprised before a smile took over his features. It looked rather odd when he only had his cat lenses without the mask.

“Princess! So good to see – ouch.” he settled his palm over his cheek and looked at her surprised. “What did I do to deserve that slap?”

Marinette was fuming. “Nine people at once? Are you insane?”

He shrugged. “No, I wouldn’t say so.”

Marinette glared at him, before her eyes changed to something he couldn’t quite place. A mix of sadness and exasperation. “Why are you doing all this?”

“Oh, buginette. You are still focusing too much on me and not enough on them in this whole.thing.” he leaned over, pressing a loving kiss to her forehead. “Now, if you excuse me, I need to wash all the scum off me. There is sole meunière in the fridge if you are hungry.”

Marinette watched him disappear behind the bathroom’s door with a frown on her face.

Checking the background of the victim was a downright nightmare. She got special permission from the département de l'information to use their database. Adrien’s words were haunting her. What in the world was about those people that she wasn’t focusing on? The research of the deceased hadn’t gone too far, that was true. They had no close relationship or family, their job situation was nothing out of normal, neighbors confirmed there was nothing that could give off the vibe of a conflict with anybody. After she realized it is Adrien doing all this, she thought it made sense. She knew all he had been through with losing both his parents and she was sure he would never pull someone else through that pain. So what was about these people that made him kill them. Adrien never showed any tendencies to criminal, let alone homicidal behavior. She was missing a key piece here and he had given her a vital clue. There was something about these people. Marinette kept scrolling through the file. Until she found something that made bile rise in her throat. Opening a new tab, she accessed the file of another victim. Her eyes bugged out. She kept going through the different files, feeling both sick, but also satisfied enough she finally got a pattern.

Marinette leaned back in her chair with a sigh. Pulling out the phone that wasn’t tracked by the services, she dialed Adrien’s number.

“Ma choupinette!” Adrien’s cheery voice exclaimed through the speaker. “How are you?”

“It’s not your place to serve them justice,” Marinette stated, getting directly into the topic. “There are authorized institutions to do that.”

“You finally caught up! How sweet of you, ma minette, but do answer a question of mine. Did they do their oh so called job?”

Marinette bit her lip. They didn’t. All of the cases were swept under the rug and the identity of the assailants was kept anonymous or simply declared unknown to the public, even though they were very much known by the people in charge of the investigations. Still, it didn’t justify murder. “There are international organizations that could have taken care of it then.”

“And who would have brought it to them when they are kept secret by the people who were supposed to solve them, huh?” Marinette’s shoulder fell. He was right. “Admit it, princess. They would have never been brought to justice. Someone had to do something.”

Marinette inhaled. He had a point, but… “Over ten people, in two months. Do you know what will happen if you get caught with murdering all these people?”

She didn’t need to be there with him to know he was smirking smugly. “Good thing that I won’t be caught. Also, buginette, please, let’s not refer to those things as people.”

Correct. She shivered in disgust just thinking about the reports. Yet, there was still something out of place. “How did you get all the information from? How do you know how to find these people?”

“Oh. A wise old turtle is kind enough to guide me when it comes to that.”

Marinette frowned, before sighing, not sure what to do or say anymore. “Why all the love declarations? And your oh so called gifts.”

Adrien chuckled. “Oh, my declarations of love were as honest as they could be. And well, didn’t you know cats bring corpses as gifts for their loved ones?”

“You are not a cat.” Marinette stated, somewhere between amused and worried.

“I’m your cat. And… wait, hold on.” Marinette tapped her fingers against the desk as the noises of Adrien speaking with someone else echoed through the speaker. “I have to go buginette. We have a midnight photoshoot for a new perfume. I’m sure we can continue our little chat another time. See you tomorrow morning?”

“Yeah. See you.”

“Go home and sleep, mon cœur. Je t'aime.”

“Je t'aime aussi.” she said before closing the call.

Marinette fell on her mattress with a heavy sigh. Her whole body was screaming from how much she had stayed awake. It was well past three when she arrived back from the department. Both her heart and head felt heavy and her moral compass was spinning like crazy.

There was only one thing she was sure of. It can’t continue like this.

Paris was terrified. People who would never be targeted by Chat Noir were too scared to go out of the house. It was a constant state of panic that took much out of the life of the city. But at the same time, Adrien had a very good point. If no one was bringing these people to justice through the legal means, then someone had to do something.  It didn’t surprise her at all Adrien would like to bring justice, hell knows she wanted too. But killing something just doesn’t come without a toll on your mental state. Adrien needed help.

Marinette covered her face with her palms, trying to concentrate on something on anything that could solve this whole mess that was going on. She wasn’t sure how much she stayed like that, one thousand different scenarios and outcomes running through her mind. Blinking a couple of times, she took her phone off the night desk. After a quick search, Marinette nodded, knowing what she had to do.

Yet, she couldn’t help, but open her phone gallery, checking or a specific picture. She took in the contents, beaming smiles, and happiness. Who would have guessed they will end up in this situation? Marinette run her fingers over the screen of her phone. She could feel tears pricking at her eyes.

“I’m sorry.”


Disclaimer: Not proven if this smell makes Lin gets “happy in the pants.” But I love this smell.


“Hey Lin.”

You leaned over his shoulder, wisps of your hair touching his cheek, watching him type on his computer lyrics for an upcoming song in his dressing room.

Lin tensed, fingers frozen over the keys as he inhaled. You saw the corner of his eye twitch before he abruptly stood up from the desk, causing you to quickly step back.

He turned towards you, eyes glazed over with a hidden emotion.

Strands of his hair fell from the headphone’s hold that he wore, sticking to his forehead. You swept them back with your hand, missing the sharp intake of breath from Lin.

You glanced from Lin’s sudden grip on your wrist to him. “Everything okay, Lin?”

He shook his head side to side slowly, taking another deep breath, before loosening his grip on you. “What are you wearing?”

Tilting your head to the side, you looked over your outfit for the day. “Jeans and a hoodie? What-”

“You know what? Nevermind.” Lin cut in, turning his back to you and settling back into his chair.

You stared at him dumbfounded, watching him type out a few lines until looking over his shoulder at you. “Do you mind finding Javier and have him come here for me?”

You raised an agitated eyebrow at him, opening your mouth to retort before he added an exhausted “Please” to the request.

Shrugging, you obliged and left his room to look for his understudy. Poor Lin seemed stressed so you decided not to push the weird conversation further.

You found Javier sitting in the common room sipping on tea with a book in his hand. He looked up at you when you neared, smiling wide. “[F/Name]! What can I do for you, beautiful?”

He asked, setting down his book. You smiled back before telling him Lin wanted him. “And I don’t know what for. He was working on a song when I was with him so maybe that,” you wondered aloud.

Javier nodded, getting up from the armchair and stretched. “Well, I might as well go see.”

He placed a hand on your shoulder when he walked by, stopping an inch from you. He inhaled, a small smile forming on his lips.

You looked at him, eyebrows knitted together. “First Lin. Now you. Do I smell?”

You raised the collar of the hoodie to your nose. “It’s a new perfume. I mean…I thought it smelled good.”

Javier wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you. “No, no. It smells wonderful. But I believe I know exactly what Lin wants to see me for.”

He released you, giving you a small wave before heading down the hall.

“Ya’ll need to tell me instead of being cryptic, you fuckers!” You yelled after him, earning boisterous laughter.


Oak picked you up as you were only a few steps down rhe stairs, putting you on his shoulder and spinning you both around.

“Movie party, [F/Name]!” He yelled, his spinning getting faster.

You pounded on his back, a mixture of laughter and squeals coming from your mouth, pleading to have him set you back on the ground.

A pair of hands gripped your waist, hoisting you up and off of Oak’s shoulder. You wiggled as your feet weren’t yet touching the ground.

You heard the deep laugh of Daveed behind you. “You’re so tiny,” he cooed.

He brought you closer to him, rubbing his stubble against your cheek. Oak chortled, you cussing out Diggs, placing dishoner on him and his cows.

Daveed put his nose in your hair, taking two sniffs. “Oh, you smell nice. What is that scent?”

You managed to wiggle out of his grasp, stumbling a bit from the landing. “Well, it’s-” A thick blanket was then placed over your body.

You thrased in the cover a bit before you could find a hold to poke your head out. Lin still had his arm outstretched from the dropping the blanker on you.

“I need to talk to you, [F/Name],” he said, eyeing the two friends. “Privately.”

Daveed and Oak both backed away with their hands up. “She’s all yours, man,” Oak reassured him.

“Yeah,” Daveed saluted. “Someone will come find you if you’re not back in time for the movie.”

By the time Daveed finished his sentence, Lin had already pulled you out the hallway and up the stairs leading to the rooftop.


You crossed your arms, resulting in pulling the blanket closer to your body, and stared at Lin who took position by leaning on the door.

“What’s up Lin? You know how much popcorn I could be shoving in my mouth right now?”

Lin mumbled under his breath, the words you heard roughly translating into: “There’s something else I want to shove in your mouth.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” he answered, rubbing the back of his neck.

You sighed, feeling the night air nipping at your skin. “Look Lin. If you were trying to freeze me till I’m a popsicle, congrats! My toes are numb. So-”

Lin kicked away from the door, closing the distance between you. He unraveled the blanket from you and slid his arms around your waist. Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around him so the blanket covered you both.

He nuzzled his face into your hair, his deep breaths not going unnoticed.

You awkwardly pat his back. “Are…you okay?”

He let out a long sigh before replying into your hair, “I’m such a weirdo.”

You rolled your eyes. “As long as you know it.” You jerked when you Lin pinched your sides. He leaned back enough to look you eye to eye.

“Black Raspberry Vanilla.”

He leaned down to sniff your hair again, his nose traveling down to you neck. “You got it as a shampoo and body conditioner.”

A shiver went through your body as his nose moved around your shoulder blades. “Well it was on sell if you bought them together. And I really love the smell. I smell like a freshly baked pie!”

He stopped his nose adventures to look at you. “ Smell so good I could eat you up.”

You stared at him, noting the glazed look in his eyes to the small pants coming from his parted lips, before a smirk formed on your lips.

“Oh. I see. This smell turns you on. Your aphrodisiac.”

A booming laugh interrupted the moment, Lin jumping back and turning to the source.

“I told you she would get it soon enough, mijo.”

Javier had his head poked out the door, a smile on his face.

You face palmed. “That would explain the weird behavior the past few weeks.”

“Correct.” Javier moved so he stood a few feet from both of you. “I came to get you two since the movie has been chosen.” He looked between the two of you, noticing Lin’s flushed face.“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”

“Nope!” You smiled at him, glancing at Lin.

Oh, this was going to be fun.