I really like the big guy and tried to draw a full-body picture of him… but I guess I’m in a bit of a slump and can’t draw as well as I could. I decided I settle on a dodgy mugshot, but I tried my best!
I probably got his design all wrong and didn’t put enough detailing where it needed to be, but I hope you enjoy. (Please excuse the eraser lines)
Monolith is my favorite character you’ve done… probably because I’m partial to buff dudes and robots, and he’s like two in one!
Talk about things you wish you'd known earlier, please.
I don’t even know where to start with this one…
- The majority of problems you have in high school don’t matter for long. I should have just enjoyed being young & carefree (skin clears, you get over your crush, even though you stay in touch with your close friends you make new, closer friends).
- Studying really really hard is important. I coasted through school/college/uni & got decent grades but these days I really know what I’m capable of & I could have done more.
- Losing lots of weight is not a good look for me. Being strong & healthy is.
- I deserve the best & I shouldn’t settle for less than that.
- To ALWAYS use sunscreen.
- To use really gentle skin products.
- If you work really hard & make the right choices you can do almost anything you want career wise.
- To say yes to as many exciting opportunities where possible. Particularly travel opportunities.
- If something doesn’t feel right, don’t do it.
- ‘Everything happens for a reason’ is BS. Fucked up stuff happens. Once it happens you just need to move on. (I’m still learning to implement this one).
tbh i want a scene in s5 where lance is battling in red - and like they havent formed voltron yet - and then all of a sudden red just..shuts down?? the cockpit goes dark and he no longer has control and hes just ???? kinda panicking a little. a lot when red turns around and starts flying away from the battle. everyones like lance wtf r u doing and even tho hes freaking out he just explains and tells them to keep fighting bc hes gonna try to deal with this but no matter what he does he cant get red to respond to him and they just keep getting farther and farther away.
and red takes him to remnants of another battle. spaceship shrapnel littered amongst the stars. red pushes her way through it, opens her mouth, and swallows up a small, dark figure.
and lances eyes widen bc theres literally one person that could be. he rushes from the cockpit and finds a bloodied, unconscious keith. and its probably a bad idea, considering how injured keith is, but lance desperately tries to shake him awake. calling his name until keith groans and his eyes flutter open and he croaks…”lance?”
lance laughs in relief. and he begins to ramble abt how i thought i lost u there for a sec and i never thought i’d be so glad tohear u say my name and then explains how red took him here and he helps keith into the cockpit and keith leans heavily against him, fighting to stay conscious
the cockpit lights back up when they enter it. and lance almost thinks that its responding to keith but he can feel red all around him, feel their connection, and its like red is saying her job is done now. its up to him again. so he settles keith down and tries to patch him up the best he can but theres not much he can do. so he straightens and scratches his neck nervously bc what now? “where should i take u?” he asks. where is the bom? why did they just leave him?
and keith replies, voice heavy and eyes heavier, “the castle.”
“what?” bc lance was sure that keith would be adamant abt getting back to the blades. to his mission. bc thats just keith.
but keith looks at him and, slipping back into unconsciousness, he says, “take me home”
I wanna marry you. I wanna have kids with you. I wanna build us a house. I wanna settle down and grow old with you. I wanna die when I’m 110 years old, in your arms. I don’t want 48 uninterrupted hours. I want a lifetime.
i love jungkook and his adrenaline junkie ass and how he’s fearless at doing shit like skydiving and swimming with sharks, and how he loves trying new things and has so many hobbies he can’t keep up with, and how passionate he is at what he does? not to mention how he’s so good at a lot of stuff bc of his perfectionistic nature and never settling for second best. i love competitive jeon jungkook and his childish playful ways and idk this is a mood
Aries:It’s time to fix that thing you’ve been living with. You’ll feel good about your choice to do something about it, I promise. Be it a relationship or something tangible, you can fix it if you want to. Taurus:I feel like we have this talk a lot, but you don’t have to work yourself so thin, reassess your finances and work situations. It’s not going to blow up in your face to just see what’s out there. Gemini:Isn’t it time to crack down? You know what I’m referring to, because you’ve been nervously thinking about it the entire time youve read this. Stop beating around the bush. Cancer:It’s been a long hot summer, treat yourself to something that reminds you that fall is near, and that you can change with the seasons. Leo:Take some time this month to put some time into your relationships. You’re deeply loved, and sometimes people think you’re main priority is stability, just remind them you do what you do because you want the best for them. Virgo:Someone close may be leaving, or something big may be changing, but just remember to keep your footing and take deep breathes. Your a child born in the season of transitions, use this cusp to prepare yourself to thrive and grow. Libra:Things feel like they’re going backwards, or that you’re going in an odd direction, and maybe you are. And that’s okay. Ride the wave, you will land right where you need to when September comes. Scorpio:Things aren’t necessarily going bad, but you could use some fun and self servicing. You can’t keep putting off taking care of yourself. The smell of autumn is in the air, you’re very close to the prime of your year, take a break to gather yourself and enter the season the best you. Sagittarius:Don’t let your fear of other people’s perceptions get to you. You yourself see your views as fact at times, but remember that not everyone works this way. Regardless, put your mind to what makes you happy, not what pleases people around you. Capricorn:I love you, deeply, but we need to have a talk about this spending. You’re fine right now, but you need to keep this momentum going into September to get back into the swing of things. You can keep this up and this will relieve stress in lots of other areas. Aquarius:Stop settling. You’re always the first to tell other people what the best option is, so you know there are facets of your daily life you’re settling on. Sit down and map out whats bringing you happiness and what’s bringing you discourse. Pisces:Call your friends, they miss you. You feel isolated sometimes, and your emotions try to convince you you’re alone. You’re not. You have a deep pool of love in your friends, so it’s time to get the tribe together.
★his dom mode would dissolves seconds after you’ve both come down from your highs
★he’d feel so happy and warm and fuzzy and like he could explode into rainbows
★he’d help you to the bathroom to clean and prepare yourself for bed
★then he’d bust out the matching pink pyjamas so you can sleep in style
★he’ll offer to make you food
★but you always say no
★because you’d rather cuddle with him rather than have him in the kitchen cooking
★sings you to sleep in that beautiful voice of his
★his plump lips will press kisses all over your face as you began to drift off
★loves to trace shapes on your skin
★when you wake up, he’ll have a huge breakfast made
★'jin, you didn’t have to’
★'you need your energy back!’
★'maybe some toast, then’
★'eAT IT ALL! BREAKFAST IS THE MOST IMPORTANT MEAL. SPECIALLY AFTER A NIGHT LIKE WE HAD’
★aftercare varies with yoongi ★if he’s tired, he’ll just pull you close and shower you with kisses and ‘i love yous’ as you both fell asleep ★but if he’s not ooooh boy ★he’s gonna cuddle you close to him ★and whisper nothings in your ear ★maybe he’ll get you turned on again ★and you two can go another round ★maybe not ★he’ll be so gentle with you ★he’ll gently wrap you in blankets ★kiss all over you ★GIVE YOU SO MUCH PRAISE IN HIS GRAVEL VOICE ★'you made me so proud, kitten’ ★'you took all of me so well’ ★'tomorrow, i’m going to treat you like a king/queen all day’ ★he’ll let you rest for a while before taking you into the shower ★will let you pick something from his wardrobe to wear to sleep in ★you’ll do so much talking when you’re like this ★he’ll tell you about song ideas ★you’ll tell him how school/work is going ★it’ll just be lovely
★this precious angel thrives on feedback from you ★sometimes he worries that he didn’t do a good enough job ★if you tell him how good he made you feel ★shit son you’re in for a nice of none stop kissing and nuzzles ★seeing you post-sex is his favourite time to see you ★so he probably takes 342309832 photos to look back on when he’s on tour ★you ask anything from him, he’ll do it ★want a bath? sure ★order pizza? no problem ★want a penguin from the local zoo to join in the cuddles? yeah, give him 20 minutes ★loves staying naked to cuddle ★'more intimate’ ★he has a speical playlist for times like these ★full of smooth jaz ★and some ye old love songs ★which sometimes he’ll sing along to ★when you fall asleep, he’ll tuck you in and give you plenty of kisses
★oH DADDY™ ★he’d laugh as you both settled from your highs ★'i think that’s the best sex we’ve ever had’ ★he’d say it after every single time ★and it was true ★sex with namjoon got better and better ★he’d push hair from your forehead ★and gently pepper your lips in kisses ★when he’d made sure you were alright he’d go run you a bubble bath ★he’d sit behind you in the tub and let you rest against him ★would quote some poems he’s revised ★or softly sing your favourite song ★tbh the aftercare part with nams is better than the sex ★sue me ★when you’re done in the bath he’ll dry you and put you in your pyjamas ★then honey get ready ★because this guy ain’t letting you move from the bed
★he’ll clean you up ★then help you put on your pyjamas ★when you’re both settled in bed, he’ll just go full teasing mode ★'you should’ve seen your face!’ he laughed as he mimicked you ★'oh jimin~~~’
★'look how red your cheeks are!’
★just let him tease you and giggle then he’ll get to the cuddling ★he has to be the big spoon ★don’t fight him on this ★you’ll end up being death gripped by his thighs ★he likes sniffing your hair ★bc your shampoo is one of his favorite smells ★but he won’t admit that ★he’ll probably wake before you ★and make plans to take you out for breakfast
★heart eyes at you p.2 ★like holy shit this guy will just turn into a big ball of mush ★you’re his ★you’re his jagi ★and he loves you so much???? ★you make him feel so warm and fuzzy ★he’s just stare at you and give you praise ★'you’re beautiful when you’ve been fucked good by Daddy’ ★'you’re such a good girl/boy’ ★don’t you even dare try moving after sex ★will play with your hair until you fall asleep ★won’t fall asleep until he knows you are
★sMUG ★'who made you feel that good?’ ★'who made you scream so loud?’ ★'JUNGKOOK SHUT UP’ ★after that he’ll be back to his normal self ★he’ll flop next to you and play with your hands ★after a while he’ll grab his phone and order take out ★will probably feed you if you’re too sore to move ★if you’re both not exhausted, he’ll put on the tv
“Just a good friend, huh?” Marinette mutters to Tikki, who hums apprehensively as her chosen’s smile grows fiercer, more determined.
“Marinette…it’s not the worst thing.” She chides, snuggling against the girl’s warm cheek, before floating off to grab a cookie from the nearby plate.
“No…Its…actually brilliant! I’m super excited!” Marinette claps her hands with glee, turning to Tikki with bright eyes and a gaze that spoke of a plan being hatched.
Tikki merely laughs from behind a mouth full of sugar cookies and hopes that Marinette won’t go too far.
She should have given Marinette more credit. Marinette is intelligent. Marinette can be patient. Marinette is seeking refuge in this new claim of Adrien’s.
She begins by showing her regular affection for Alya even in front of him. It takes some effort to slough off the usual stiff shell she forms whenever he’s around, but clinging onto Alya and filling herself with affection for her best friends helps divert her anxiety.
Adrien looks on with find amusement as Marinette wraps her arms around Alya’s waist and proceeds to whine about her Chloe into her shoulder.
But Marinette is still sly, and she catches the way his fingers seem to twitch, and the way he hugs himself.
She takes it up a notch later that week when she slings an arm around Nino’s shoulders and presses her ear against his headphones to listen to the music drifting from them. Nino is a bit surprised, but he accepts it with a good natured laugh and draws Marinette into a conversation about composition and beat counts.
Adrien chimes in with a few questions, and Marinette notices the way his pretty eyes drift over to the arm she keeps around Nino. Interesting.
She decides she’ll start with something small. She’s still a little nervous, but she shakes out the snow in her bones and lets her trembling fingers tug on the edge of sleeve to catch his attention.
Adrien turns around abruptly, surprise devolving into the most tender smile as he realizes its her.
“What’s going on, Marinette?”
(Too pretty…he’s just a good friend. Swallow down all the rest, Marinette. Keep calm.)
“I uh…we uh…we were planning to go to the cafe later to study for the physics exam. Wanna come?”
She still hasn’t let go of his shirt sleeve, but he doesn’t seem to notice as he answers with the giddiest yes. She feels a vague pity for him, but decides that the next small step should be enough.
She gives him a playful punch to the shoulder.
“Cool.” She says.
“Cool.” He repeats. He hesitates for a bit, before tapping her twice on the shoulder and heading off.
The snow slowly overtakes her legs, and Marinette has to nearly wobble her way to scream into Alya’s shirt.
She finds him unexpectedly lonely on one of their outings.
Nino has already laced his fingers with Alya’s left hand. Alya’s right arm is hooked through Marinette’s. It’s a formation they’ve gotten used to overtime, and Adrien feels a little left out when he realizes how well they manage to maneuver all connected like this.
He misses it when Nino tries to offer him his free hand and Alya hisses something at him, her eyes drifting pointedly to Marinette who looks astonishingly like a ladybug with a very stark red painted across her freckled cheeks.
Marinette doesn’t hesitate however. She merely threads her arm under his, and hooks her elbow behind his.
“There.” She says with some finality, grinning up at him invitingly.
His eyes are wide, and the look of loss quickly chips away to reveal a sudden joy that’s nearly blinding. His arm tightens around hers until she’s pulled closer to his side.
“There.” He repeats happily, before leading them all to the nicest cafe he can treat them to.
Adrien finds himself at a loss. His heart stoppering up his throat until he can barely speak at all. Marinette’s touches have begun to burn him.
It’s been a few months since Marinette had begun to treat him with the same tactile affection she lavished on all her loved ones, and he’s found himself to be looking forward to those occasions.
She’d begun winding her arm around his waist in a casual side hug about two weeks back. He’d leaned into it with all the careful composure he could muster, but that had been a lie told by a stoic face. Inside he’s been a giddy, tangled mess.
Because with Marinette weaving these threads to pull him closer, she’s brought with her an unsettling sort of warmth that sears deep into him wherever she touches. He can feel the imprints of her fingertips as she musses his hair to make him look more dashing.
He can remember the trailing bits of stardust that lingered under his skin when she’d contemplated how smooth his face was. The little bits of sparklers that had crawled up his spine when she’d leapt and hugged him after a long winter break.
This strange feeling leaves him breathless. Wanting more. And theres a vague annoyance underneath all of that when Alya or Nino, or any one of the countless people that love Marinette, pull her away and are gifted her lavish affection too.
So he tugs on her arm a little closer when they all walk together. He ignores the knowing look Alya gives him over Marinette’s head.
Sometimes, when he’s feeling particularly cold or lonely after a long weekend at home, he’ll beeline towards Marinette and walk her to a more empty side of the courtyard as he engages her in conversations.
About fashion, about music, about anime, about food. Anything about her is fascinating and he’s just as greedy for this information about his newest good friend as he is for her casual tactility.
Thoughts of Ladybug are a little farther away these days, nestled deep in the secret part of his chest more useful for nights under city lights than for sunny days at school.
But here in daylight, Marinette is real and solid and so close.
He knows he’s being a little selfish like this, but he’ll let himself be hugged and coddled by his good friend because she seems completely fine with doing so.
There comes a time when his selfishness crosses a line. When they’re tired from playing several rounds of the newest Clash Bros game, and they’re sprawled across Marinette’s divan.
He’s as content as a cat with cream, his stomach pleasantly filled with pastries and hot chocolate. His head rests against Marinette’s, hers on his shoulder, legs stretched out and pressed together as they watch the an episode of a particularly sappy Korean drama.
She’s absently sketching patterns in the palm of his open hand, and has to put in effort not to close up his palm or let himself…let himself do what?
Marinette is just a good friend. And it’s late at night and he’s so sleepy and she’s so warm and here…she’s right here.
He’s being entirely selfish when he closes his fingers around hers. He’s being entirely selfish when she looks up at him in confusion and he drops his head down to kiss her.
He’s being entirely selfish…even when she pulls away in shock and disbelief, and his apologies tumble from his lips, lacking all sort of proper regret.
“I…I need to sleep. I’m tired.” Is all she says.
He wants to say sorry. To make her understand that he hadn’t meant to…that he’d done it all wrong…but her eyes are large and tearful in the shifting light of the television and that hurts him more so than anything else.
He hurt a good friend. And that’s nothing a simple apology could fix. He leaves with one last sorry.
He’s really screwed up. And the burning in his lips and his chest are far from pleasant when his burning shame eclipses it all.
It’s like starting from scratch. She’s so confused. She’d gotten so comfortable. The hurt in her chest at being called a friend had died and rebloomed as something that could only be termed utter content.
A good friend was what Adrien had needed more of. She’d seen the way he’d opened up after she’d changed how she approached him. The soft warmth of his hugs and the solid safety she felt with him and Alya at her side.
And then…when all her last remaining bits of romantic affection had nearly settled into memory, he’d kissed her.
One of her best friends had kissed her and she didn’t know where to start.
Her refuge in audacity had backfired and she’s unsure if it’s as welcome as she once wanted it to be.
Where to go from here?
Where to go isnt that difficult a question. How to do it is the conundrum.
She avoids him. And he doesn’t chase after her.
But he’s too selfish to let her go completely out of his life and he’s determined not to let her slip away. He misses her warmth. And if good friendship is the most he can ask for, then he’ll take it. Marinette is worth it all.
So he starts small. He manages to catch her unawares one day. He tugs on her sleeve to catch her attention.
“We’re uh…Nino and Alya want to go to the aquarium for the lab assignment? Want to go as a group?”
Marinette’s eyes nearly swallow her face while when she looks at him. She recoils away, and he lets the fabric of her sleeve slip through his grip as she steps back to look at him.
He offers her a small, hopeful smile. Full of unworded apologies. She looks wary, ready to run.
He doesn’t notice it, but he crosses his arms and hunches over, to stop the pain that radiates from his chest from spreading any further.
That seems to change something in her assessment.
She looks fierce and determined as she steps up to him, places a playful punch to his shoulder.
“Cool.” She offers. And she still isn’t quite close to him, but small starts are great.
Relief suffuses him and its without any guile that he taps her shoulder twice and answers-
Her gaze softens at his earnest happiness, and she seems hesitant, before she opens her arms a little wider to welcome a hug.
Adrien lets loose the wildest single bark of laughter he can manage, before pulling her close and burying his relief in her shoulder.
“Cool.” He repeats. “Thank you, Marinette.”
She winds her arms around him, holding him tight and realizing just how much she’d missed him. Regardless of what her feelings are now, there’s still time to examine them later. Whatever that kiss had meant to him is a whole other conversation to be had, perhaps after some more recovery.
For now, good friendship is the best sort of reward and she has the audacity to enjoy to its fullest.
The stepping stone:
rarepair is tagged, but it's only used as a pathway to a ship you don't care about. they disappear by chapter 3 after the characters the author actually wants to get together do.
The weird smut:
They are both in this story, and may or may not have had sex with each other at some point. It's kind of hard to tell because there are at least seven other people having sex, three subplots, eleven niche kinks, and maybe characters from several other fandoms.
One character or both is in love with someone else. The ship actively dislikes each other if they do not hate each other. There is no positive relationship between them at all, but the ship is tagged regardless.
They're mentioned in line 722 out of 2180. They never come up again.
The okay, I guess:
It's a semi-normal story about them. The grammar isn't the best, but it's readable. The plot is cliche, but it's tolerable. They're somewhat in character and you settle for it because it isn't great, but it's probably the best you're gonna get.
It would be cute, if the author was actually a good writer. Sadly, it's so god-awful you cannot stomach it, and must abandon it completely.
The nice- oh, wait:
The summary sounds good. It seems like it has decent grammar and it's one of the only fics for your ship on the site. You click on it. It is written entirely in German.
The holy grail:
THIS IS IT. THE PERFECT RAREPAIR FIC. EVERYTHING IS GREAT AND INCREDIBLE AND WONDERFUL, AND THIS IS THE GOLDEN ONE YOU NEVER THOUGHT YOU WOULD FIND. THIS IS IT. THIS IS THE ONE.
You read The Holy Grail and now everything else seems garbage. Oops.
Was walking from lunch at work and I made a yeah man I’m dumb as hell/bad at art joke as usual cause I keep making mistakes and my coworkers were like no you’re not dumb you make mistakes and you’re just improving I was like
Yeah you’re right.
A reminder to myself that self deprecation is silly and getting old af and not funny. I deserve more credit and I need to value myself more. Same goes for you guys, hope you’re having a nice day and know your worth ok?