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etsyfindoftheday 1 | 10.4.17

crystal point ceramic animal friend ring holders by lithopsstudio

i’m still riding high from my birthday on monday, and i’m loving this pair of ceramic crystal point animal totems and ring holders created by the super-fun etsy shop lithopsstudio! i love cats AND dinos, and these ‘meowmaid’ and mini brachiosaur totem figurines are too cute to pass up. LOVE the 22kt gold lustre!


The popular soda brand, Azupop!, is designed after Azumarill with its wave-like and bubble patterns. It’s infused with vanilla and contains a special frothy cream made of condensed milk unique to its brand; kept sealed in a bubble within the can/bottle until it’s opened and the pressure pops it. It’s fizzy, bubbly, creamy and sweet; very smooth and creamy on the tongue and is a real hit with the kids. 

Though they only used to come in 2 original flavours: blueberry (blue) and lemonade (yellow), they now have an assortment of flavours, all colour-coded in the Azumarill’s design. Some of these are peach, melon, grape, green apple, bubblegum and coconut.

They even have special seasonal flavours such as watermelon, matcha, mango, pumpkin spice, candy corn, plum and yuzu while special limited editions even include stranger flavours such as kimchi, miso, cheese, cream potage, curry and teriyaki. Go figure.

The mascot of the brand is of course, an Azumarill named Poppi.

anonymous asked:

It's kind of hard to tell what Jonghyun fansites are active and not. Do you have a list of all of? Them the old ones if that isn't too hard to do?

lucky for you, anon, i have absolutely nothing to do right now so forgive me if this list seems a little more in-depth than usual or more in-depth than you were expected (or wanting, lol). i tried my best to split them into four categories: active, semi-active, inactive / on hiatus and closed. you can use this page to find direct links to fansite tags on the blog but a forewarning that i haven’t updated it for … a long time. i’d say well over a year - if not close to a year and a half so there’s a lot of newer fansites that are missing along with fansites that are closed that haven’t been moved into that category yet. i’m going to work on a new page for fansites when my university semester finishes tho! fansites that have a ♡ are ones that have opened in the last two months! it’s also likely that i may have skipped over one or two by accident but i think it’s pretty thorough otherwise.


active [criteria for: fansites that actively post. fansites that have posted either high quality or preview fancams / pictures of jonghyun in the last month. bolded sites are most active.]

agape (jongtae)
bam (ot5)
close to you
dankanbang (ot5)
dans ma bulle (jongtae)
decalcomanee (jongyu)
flos paradiso (ot5)
guilty pleasure
illpjontaem2 (jongtae)
ideal boy
jbluezyh ♡
j for you
jonghyun world ♡
love belt
maruko / jjongdppp
miracle (jongkey)
moment shiny (ot5)
only you
peach planet (ot5)
perfect reason
savior (ot5)
soundshine (ot5)
spring fantasy (ot5)
touchdown ♡
total: thirty five

semi-active [criteria for: fansites that semi-actively post. fansites that have posted either high quality or preview fancams / pictures of jonghyun in the last four or so months. the cut off that i’m going to make here, date wise, will be the year end gayo festivals.]

babe powder
base on you (jongyu)
bling effect
by all means
counting night (ot5)
dear. tender boy
first and foremost (ot5)
four season
hahadoris (ot5)
jjong jjong jjong
must romantic
promise (ot5)
something special
sunflowers0408 (germany based)
sweet poison
zorro (heena)
total: twenty four

inactive / on hiatus [criteria for: fansites that have either confirmed that they are on a hiatus from posting or that have not posted either high quality or preview fancams / pictures of jonghyun in the last ten months. fansites that have not posted any of the aforementioned but still tweet or retweet material onto their fansite twitters during that timeframe also fall in this category.]

20080525net (ot5)
abnormal temperature (jongkey)
almightyblings (jongkey)
caprice (jongyu)
dazzling diamond (ot5)
evening glow
graze (ot5)
head over heels (jongkey)
hello pocket boy
hohyun (jongho) (china based)
hohyuner (jongho) (china based)
holyblood (ot5)
hyunstar (china based)
i’m sorry
kimkibumssi (ot5)
little crazy
melt on you (jongyu)
mjeijkei (ot5)
never guess (ot5)
perfect score (jongtae)
rock on killer
teaone (ot5)
sweet candy (ot5)
until forever (ot5)
total: twenty seven

closed [criteria for: fansites that have either confirmed that they have closed or that have been gone for more than ten months without posting anything on either their fansite twitter or website. a note that most of these fansites went inactive awhile ago. fansites that have closed or went 10 onth+ inactive in the last year will have a ♡ after them.]

2btogether (jongkey)
5 diamonds (ot5)
april dream ♡
aya0_0panda (ot5)
apple eye
b-612 asteroid (jongho)
beloved (jongkey)
best place
bling sprite
brillantez (jongkey)
bunch of flowers
company j
contract of kims (jongkey)
dark room ♡
fatal attraction (jongkey)
feel so good
goodnight moon
honeyspirit (ot5)
hyunmin (jongtae)
kiss just heaven
kim brothers (jongkey)
let me die (jongkey)
look at me (jongtae)
love thank you like
midnight blue ♡
ming with bling (jongho)
mix match (jongkey)
mong for j
may and miracle
no doubt boy!
one in a million
onjong (jongyu)
panic station (jongkey) ♡
pink rabbit (ot5)
pride of j
temptmint (jongyu)
rainbow star
shineeing (ot5)
soul and sense
soulmate (jongkey)
strange romance (jongtae)
sympathy for jonghyun
take me out ♡
the bling
yoyoyuan (ot5)
total: sixty one

Nick Amaro / Strange Bedfellows (Part Two)

As per @yesthemaggot‘s request: Part One 

Finally! The epic conclusion. I had a lot of fun with this request, and it ended up being pretty long. Part one in linked above, but for a quick summary: 

Imagine if you were Nick’s childhood best friend, and you meet Sonny who you end up kissing and falling in love with, leaving Nick with unresolved feelings for you. But then, months later, you show up at Nick’s door, crying that Sonny had cheated on you. 

Please Enjoy! 

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Tbh I think of Bitty’s Puck Bunny costume a little too often

I hatched a shiny Fletchling which evolved into this beautiful shiny Talonflame! In my excitement I wanted to draw her <3

I plan on making pieces for each of my hatched shinies as they are my pride and joy * u *!

Also might be opening 1 - 2 commission slots for single pokemon watercolor paintings. If you’re interested please feel free to e-mail me at: or PM me here!

fate’s a funny thing

summary: seven minutes in heaven with the flirty boy dressed as a cat. Not to mention the mere fact that she’d met him less than an hour ago. brilliant, really. she couldn’t imagine a more interesting way to spend her night.

 pairings: ladynoir, adrinette, maayyybe ladrien & marichat if i get to it but idk yet

sidenotes: this is an au where ive aged adrien&marinette up a bit, both are 18 years old. (idk it just makes me uncomfortable sometimes to write 15 year olds?? its just me i guess anyways)  also in this au ladybug & chat noir are nonexistent, just a fun little au for me to mess around with tropes and character personalities, i guess!

ao3 / ffnet


“You’re a cat.”

Adrien stretched his arms with pride. “Got that right.”

“You try way too hard.” Nino commented absently, surveying his own half-assed costume, a simple t-shirt with the super man insignia and red pants. He hadn’t even bothered with any excess details, he was only going to the party because Adrien didn’t want to go alone.

Adrien had always been a dork for that sort of thing, maybe it was his model-complex outshining his shy personality, or maybe it was just how he enjoyed getting a break from being ever-famous ever-attractive Adrien Agreste and letting himself pretend he was someone normal and reserved. Which he was, but of course, the modeling agency didn’t have any sort of attachment to that personality and liked the perfect poster boy much better than who Adrien really was. The weird guy who liked stupid jokes, sleeping in, and heights.

Nino blinked. Since when did he know so many pointless facts about Adrien? He technically was his best friend, he supposed, but it wasn’t like Adrien was a wide open book spilling his secrets left and right.

“Maybe you don’t try enough.” Adrien corrected. He really went all-out on the costume, all black and sleek and actually kind of cat-like. There was even a green finish over his eyes on his mask, giving them a glow-like effect that looked scarily feline.

Nino shook his head, not dignifying him with a direct answer. “Thirty bucks says Chloé finds you within ten minutes of the party.”

Adrien’s smug, happy grin faded almost instantly, like someone had turned on a windshield wiper over his mouth. “No.

Nino grinned. “Is that why you put so much effort into the costume? To hide from stalker supreme?”

Adrien sighed heavily, an untold burden lying on his chest. “She’s just so…intense, man…I need a break.”

“I’ll bet you do. Say, instead of that former bet, how ‘bout we make a new one? I’ll introduce you to a girl tonight that will change everything. Maybe Chloé’ll back off once she finds out you’re taken…?”

Adrien scoffed, but still smiled slowly, like he appreciated his efforts. “I seriously doubt anything could make Chloé back off at this point. But I’ll take you on, I could use a fresh start.”

Nino gaped. “…Seriously? Dude…you’re usually so… I don’t know, shy about this kind of stuff? But you…you’re really-“

“Hit me with your best shot.” Adrien thumped his fists on his chest. “Tonight, I’m not Adrien. I’m…I dunno, I’ll think of a cool code name later.”

“Hm…” Nino mused, watching his best friend strike horrifically embarrassing poses in the mirror. “What about…Chat Noir?”

Adrien looked at him, a knowing glint in his sharp green eyes.

“Nino.” He said, firm and clear. “That has got to be the worst idea I’ve ever heard from you, ever. Have a little originality, man. I’m disappointed.”

Nino laughed. “Sorry, sorry. We both know I’m dry when it comes to creativity.

Adrien scanned Nino’s costume, one eyebrow snidely raised. “Is that so?”

Nino rolled his eyes. “Hurry up and stop looking at yourself, if we’re late, we’ll miss out on all the good food.”

“Good point.” Adrien checked himself one last time in the mirror. He really did look great. “This party is gonna be purr-fect. Get it Nino? Because-“

Adrien narrowly dodged the book Nino threw at his head.

“Alright, alright. I’ll save that one for the ladies-“

“Please don’t.”

“How ‘bout this one – How are you feline today? Get it? Nino, come on, these are the jokes-“

“You know what? I change my mind. I’m not introducing you to any girls unless they enjoy pain and suffering.” Nino hissed in resentment.

“Well then I guess I’ll have to meet them on my own.” Adrien sassed.

“I pity the girl that has to deal with you.”

“I pity people without a decent sense of humor.”

“Shuddap. Let’s just go already before I punch you.” Nino ushered a distracted Adrien towards the door to the car. Right. All he had to do was try and find a girl who could deal with Adrien’s disgustingly puke-worthy sense of humor and he’d be set.

Nino grimaced. This was going to be a lot harder than it looked.




“You’re a…well…what are you again?”

Marinette pouted. “Alyaaa, I’m a ladybug, come on, it’s not that hard!”

Alya nodded slowly, like she hadn’t even heard her speak. “…Right. Yeah, right, I see it now.”

Marinette made an exasperated sound and fell back on the couch. “I shouldn’t even go. What if Adrien is there?”

“He probably will be.”

Alya, you’re not helping!” Marinette told her stiffly, waving her hands in front of her face manically and sighing.

“Here’s a fun idea – off the top of my head, why don’t you…hmm…I don’t know…talk to him, maybe?” Alya suggested sarcastically.

“I can’t do that!” Marinette replied, horrified. “If I talk to him, I just know I’ll say something stupid, and I’ll be forgettable and he won’t care and then I’l be crushed-“

“Girl, calm yourself.” Alya placed a finger to Marinette’s lips to silence her. “Just relax. You’re dressed up tonight anyways! He won’t know it’s you!”

“He won’t know it’s me anyways! I’ve never said a single word to him in the three years we’ve been in the same school-“

“That’s beside the point. He’ll be dressed up too, maybe you won’t even recognize him!” Alya assured her friend, grabbing her car keys and swinging outside of the Dupain-Cheng household.

“That’s even more terrifying! Then I won’t even know if I make a fool out of myself in front of him!” Marinette began to hyperventilate as Alya stared at her overdramatic friend, a cool, calculating expression laying over her face.

“Listen. Just…breathe. You’ll be fine, besides…” Alya flicked Marinette jus above her nose. “you’ve got a mask on, right? Work it, girl. Plus, I won’t lie, that costume makes your legs look out of this world.”

Marinette’s eyes widened. “Wha…really? You think so?”

Alya nodded in approval. “Hell yeah! Now get in the car and get ready to smoke this show. Ladybug and Alya are on the scene!”

“Ew. Don’t call me that.”

“…Fine. Alya and her party-pooper friend, are on the scene!”

“…You know what? I don’t even care.”




“The party’s poppin’. Now where’s this girl you were gonna introduce me to, Nin? This is taking so long I think one of my nine lives has begun to run out…”

Nino’s lips tightened and he turned to face his best friend.

“Dude…please. If I’m introducing you to anyone…this has gotta stop.” He breathed out. Adrien only gave him the cheekiest grin possible.

“This is who I am now, Nino. You can’t stop me. I’ll enchant the world with my cat jokes – just you wait-“

“Oh no.” Nino said, suddenly grabbing Adrien’s arm and pulling it to his chest. “Chloé at 9 o’clock.”

“Your 9 o’clock? Or mine-“

“Just shut up and hide! Do you want this whole night to be ruined?” Nino whispered to him loudly.

“Fine, fine. Try to keep the cat in the bag-“

“You know what?” Nino said, tightening his grip on Adrien’s arm. “Screw you. Have fun playing cat-and-mouse with Chloé all night.” With that word of finality, Nino practically tossed Adrien in Chloé’s direction, fed up with his (arguably) awful jokes.

“Shit! Nino! Don’t do this to me! I thought we were friends!” Adrien whisper-yelled from across the room, his words falling silent to the ears of Nino, considering they were at a loud, busy party at the time being.

Someone bumped into Adrien as he was sprawling about, almost sending him careening into the wall like a blind bunny.

Watch it,” a familiar voice seethed and Adrien could only look up sheepishly.

“Uh…hi, Chloé.” He gulped. So much for having a Chloé-free night.

She looked at him, eyes caked with shiny peach makeup and narrowed with a sense of scrutiny. Bunny ears were perched on top of her hair, which smelt like potent candy canes. Adrien half-smiled and awaited death.

“Do I know you?” She asked him dangerously, somewhere along the lines of how-dare-you-speak-to-me-peasant and hey-you-look-kind-of-familiar.

Adrien gulped. Could this be the break he had so desired? Had the gods truly smiled upon him this fondly on this Halloween night?

“Um…no. You don’t know me.” He told her thickly, practically spewing happiness. Her lips curled unpleasantly.

“Then get out of my way.”

“You got it!” he shot her a few finger guns and began to back away, hysterically panting in surprise.

She didn’t recognize him. Which meant nobody would – except Nino, of course.

Adrien smiled wider than he’d ever remembered.

This was just going to be a really, really awesome night.




“Oh my god, Alya, there’s so many people…” Marinette swallowed her fear and clutched Alya’s arm, who was dressed as an alien, finished up with a headband with two bounding antenna on top. It was cute, and it suited her quirky best friend well. Plus, it made her easy to spot within a crowd.

“Marinette, you’re cutting off my circulation. Just relax, no one here is going to hurt-“

“Someone just touched my butt!”

Alya blinked. “Ok…scratch that. Just, steer clear of people who smell like pot and stay close to me, kay?”

“Ok…” Marinette said shakily. She hadn’t been to many parties in her high school career, at least, not like this one. The parties she had were study parties, between select friends and on Thursday nights before tests. This was a whole different level of partying. Everyone smelt like fruit punch and looked like they didn’t have a care in the world, the music was almost unbearably loud, and the lights were so dim she could barely even see the details of her costume (which was a bit disappointing, she had put a lot of effort into making it genuinely beautiful and comfortable).

“Hey, I think I see a friend. Could you wait here for a sec while I go talk to him? I promise I’ll only be a minute. Thanks!” Alya told Marinette all in a few seconds before heading off in a different direction. Before she could voice and protests, she was gone, and Marinette was alone by what looked like a bookcase. Or it could just be a wall. She couldn’t really be sure with all the crazy lighting (or…lack thereof).

“-Where in the world is Adrien? He said he’d be here! If he doesn’t show up, I’m going to be so mad…

Marinette’s face fell. She’d recognize that shrieking banshee voice anywhere.

Chloé was dressed as a bunny, the effort she put into realistic-ness was slim. The only real costume element of her costume was the pair of fuzzy ears, after that she mostly looked like she could put on a good show in a burlesque house.

Marinette looked down at her own outfit and suddenly felt a bit childish. Only Alya’s compliment about her legs made her feel a bit better.

Chloé drew closer along with her friend Sabrina, still moaning on and on about Adrien’s absence, which took a small burden off of Marinette’s shoulders. Good. She wouldn’t have to worry about making a scene in front of him.

“I can’t believe this, I worked so hard to look hot for him today, and what do I get in return? Honestly, that boy is so dense I doubt even a knife could fully dissect him.”

Marinette began to fume a bit. Chloé was so full of herself, if she even took a second to factor in Adrien’s feelings, maybe she wouldn’t be insulting him so freely like she owned him.

“He’s obviously dense if he hasn’t asked you out yet.” Chloé’s friend assured her robotically.

Duh,” Chloé cried out, almost furiously. “If he doesn’t get his head out of the clouds soon, I might be forced to go to drastic measures to get him to ask me out.”

Angry at Chloé’s vanity, and at herself for not being more assertive in general, Marinette did something she’d never done before. Maybe it was the costume, or the secondhand pot affecting her confidence level, or the lighting, or whatever.

She spoke up.

“Maybe if you weren’t always climbing on top of him, he’d like you more!” Marinette shouted, just loud enough for Chloé to know that it was most definitely directed at her.

Chloé turned, murderous intent evident as she flicked her nails one by one.

What, did you just say to me, little girl?” She responded, frozen with anger as the party seemed to halt all around them.

“You heard me.” Marinette stood her ground, feeling light headed and not at all like herself. Yet, there was something empowering about finally speaking her mind that pushed her to continue.

Chloé scoffed. “And what – like you could do any better? Who even are you, some irrelevant hag from nowheresville? Please. Adrien and I will be together by the end of this week, and you will still be as irrelevant and nameless as always.”

Marinette blanched, but didn’t back down. “Oh yeah? Why don’t you just back off, Chloé? It’s obvious Adrien doesn’t like you at all, you’re just so desperate, and he’s too sweet to tell you to fuck off!

A small chorus of ‘oohs’ rippled through the small crowd of attention they had gathered. Chloé practically lost her jaw on the spot.

“You – you don’t even know who you’re messing with, you little twerp.” Chloé gritted her teeth and took a few steps forward towards Marinette.

“You don’t know who you’re messing with. So take some advice and back away from Adrien, before he finally does tell you off. If I were you, I’d take my attention elsewhere. Like, maybe, a decent costume store? Where’d you buy yours, the adult superstore?” Marinette said all in one breath, feeling adrenaline coursing through her like venom. God, it felt great to finally tell off Chloé, Adrian had dealt with her crap all his life, it was about time for her to back off and find a new hobby.

Chloé wrenched her jaw into a sneer. “Why, you-“

“Don’t make this any harder for yourself, honey. Just walk away while you still have a little bit of dignity.” Marinette told her with a sass-laced smile. She really hoped Alya was in the crowd, she’d be so proud.

Finally deciding to take her advice, Chloé reared around and stormed away, heels clicking like hammers against a nail as she retreated from the battlefield.

All of a sudden, Marinette was surrounded by a lot of yelling kids, all congratulating her on practically ripping Chloé a new one in a minute flat. Alya was one of them, grabbing her wrist and jumping up and down eagerly.

“Oh my god, was that even you? Holy shit, that was amazing!” Alya told her, alien antenna bouncing as she spoke.

“I…think so…” Marinette admitted, a blush creeping into her cheeks. She hadn’t felt this alive in a while.

“Greaaat! Listen, I just saw Alix and I’m gonna go grab her quick so I can fill her in on what just happened. God, you’re amazing!” Alya threw her a thumbs up and quickly went to go chase down their friend to tell her the news.

Marinette felt flushed, like she’d just won a million-dollar prize and got to travel the world spending it. She’d never been that brave, especially not to Chloé. Her eyes drifted down to the fabric of her costume. Maybe being a ladybug really did boost her confidence, as weird as that sounded.

Her eyes attempted to find someone she knew, maybe flaunt her newfound assertiveness to them proudly. She was still Marinette, after all. Just…different. In the best way.

She only wished, slightly, in the heat of them moment, that Adrien could’ve seen her. Maybe that could’ve sparked a conversation, a phone number, a date, a relationship…Ok, so she got a little ahead of herself. But could you really blame her? The guy was gorgeous, and sweet, and funny, and kind, and perfect…and so, so out of her league it wasn’t even funny.

Just when she thought things couldn’t get any more unnatural, the last person she would’ve expected to approach her walked up to her nervously. It was Sabrina, Chloé’s right-hand girl. Odd. Marinette made the quick decision to put herself on guard, this could mean trouble.

“Hey…um, so I know you and Chloé just kind of…fought, but…we’re playing a party game in the next room, and some people were asking for you…?” She awkwardly trailed off. The girl seemed nice enough, and Marinette had always felt kind of bad for her, especially since Chloé treated her so terribly.

“Um…other people were asking for me?” She asked, suddenly interested that other people were interested in her. Marinette wasn’t exactly a beacon of popularity, but she supposed the same couldn’t be said about ladybug-Marinette…?

“Um…yeah! They’re calling you ladybug-girl and they want you to join us…so…want to come?” Sabrina asked quietly.

Marinette thought for a moment. It had only been a few minutes since she served Chloé a new ass, and yet she felt inclined to trust Sabrina since she seemed so sweet and timid.

“I…” she looked back towards where Alya disappeared off to. She wouldn’t mind…right? “…Guess so.”

Sabrina smiled. “Great! Follow me…”

Suddenly uneasy, Marinette followed Sabrina into the next room.

Hopefully it wouldn’t turn out that bad for her…right?




“-and so I said to her, yeah, I’m kind of known for my pawsome personality.”

The girl Adrien had been talking to backed away ever so slowly, slightly terrified that he had managed to say that joke with a straight face.

Nino grimaced.

“I can’t believe you’ve been at this all night. Do you seriously take pleasure in getting your ass rejected by girls?” Nino asked him, disgusted with his off-putting behavior.

“This is amazing! For once, girls aren’t falling all over me juts because I’m a model! They hate me!”

“Wow. Simply mind-blowing.” Nino deadpanned. Adrien laughed, absorbing the party’s atmosphere greedily.

God. I love this. This is so much fun – we’re doing this next year.” Adrien bubbled, as hyperactive as a kid on pixie-stix.

“Uh…whatever.” Nino mumbled, before his eyes widened. “I gotta go talk to uh…a friend, I’ll see ya later…”

Adrien shrugged. He’d have more time to mess around on his own, he supposed.

Being someone else, or rather, being himself without consequences, was a lot of fun for him. All his life he’d had to restrain himself, socially, physically, and verbally, for the sake of his modeling career, and for the future of his father’s company. Letting loose like this, even if it was just for a night of insufferable puns and looks of utter disgust upon people’s faces, was well deserved for him.

After making a few more trips around the house to showcase some of his best jokes and laugh along with people he didn’t even know, he heard somewhat of a commotion coming from the center, and made his way towards it casually.

There was a swarm of people, too many for him to see what was going on. It was probably just some kid doing one too many shots and doing his best to embarrass himself, like any 18 year old would if the opportunity presented itself.

Too lazy to attempt to get a better view, Adrien decided to interrogate someone just when the crowd began to disperse.

“Uh…what just happened?” He asked a girl dressed as a nurse. She gave him a skeptical look before plopping her hand on her hip and answering him.

“Some girl dressed as a ladybug dragged Chloé Bourgeois through the mud.” She summed up, before turning away and hopping over to the punch stand.

“A ladybug, huh.” He spoke long after she had disappeared. “Interesting.”

Dragging Chloé was something he certainly wished he hadn’t missed. It only happened once every…well…scratch that, it never happened. She was so untouchable fifty miles up on her high horse that no one had ever managed to truly knock her down. So it was certainly a feat that a girl dressed as an insect managed to come close to knocking her down.

Adrien pushed past a few more people and happened across an extremely dark room. His eyes narrowed in suspicion. Dark rooms never really held much of interest, especially during parties like these.

“Hey,” some guy called to him from inside the room, he could barely make out the silhouette of a person in the darkness, but they were definitely there, seeing as how they had spoken to him. “Aren’t you the weird guy who hit on Chloé?”

“Um…I think you’ve got the wrong-“

“Eh, close enough. Wanna play a party game with us?” The guy asked, his body still cloaked with the shadows of the mysteriously dark room. Adrien raised a skeptical brow. It was an odd proposition, especially under the current circumstances. But then again…how could a party game hurt him? He was a cat, after all, not Adrien…

“Yeah…I guess so…”

Without warning, the guy, whose face was still obscured, leaned forward and grasped his hand, pulling him into the shadowy room and into the party game of a lifetime.




Marinette had only played party games twice in her life. Once, at a birthday party, she was six years old and made an unfortunate mess of a piñata in her front lawn. The second time was a bit more unconventional, she simply played truth or dare with a group of her close friends, and consequently chickened out of her dare (go ahead and guess what the dare was. Hint, it had everything to do with her extended crush on a local model).

It was safe to say that she was somewhat of a true party game virgin. Sitting in a dark room full of costumed strangers at a party? She’d surely be knocking a few pegs off of her bucket list tonight.

“Sit down,” Sabrina instructed her kindly. There were a few sweet-smelling candles in the room, each lighting their own separate corner and drizzling the area with a low-tinted orange glow. Marinette did as she was told and sat down, in between two people she didn’t recognize.

Then, it hit her, like a million bricks toppling one by one off of a decrepit wall.

She didn’t belong here. And this was most definitely a terrible, just…really awful idea.

“Um…” she spoke aloud, hoping to catch the attention of perhaps someone with excellent night vision. “I think I have to leave-“

“Nonsense!” She heard a sickeningly sweet voice coo from across the room. “You have to stay, it’ll be no fun without you!”

And, if that wasn’t the final nail in her coffin, the fact that that same sickeningly sweet voice belonged to Chloé, the girl she had roasted not even a full ten minutes ago surely did the trick.

“But, I-“

“Is everyone here?” Chloé called commandingly, before swishing her hand out in frnt of a candle, barely visible. “Sabrina, shut the door. This game could take a while…”

The final crack of reddish light from the party was snuffed out by the sound of the door clicking shut. No turning back now. It appeared her only safe way out was winning the party game. And Marinette could safely bet that the odds weren’t exactly going to be stacked in her favor.

“Now. We are going to play a nice, fun game.” Chloé began menacingly. Marinette could hear the sound of her heels clicking against the hardwood floor and sucked in a breath when the sounds became unbearably close.

Something made a clinking sound and suddenly a candle was placed in the center of the room, revealing the dimly lit circle of costumed kids whom she couldn’t recognize – not very clearly, at least.

Chloé took a step towards the center and was illuminated by the candle, flaunting her perfect skin like a glowing lantern in the night sky. She leaned over, careful to give everyone a view of her lovely long legs, before placing a medium sized brown bottle in the center of the room.

Marinette may have been a newbie to party games – but she’d seen enough Disney movies to know that this wasn’t going to end well.

“I hope you’re all ready to have a little fun….you know, let loose a little bit…” Chloé taunted, as if she had a dirty secret on each and every single person in the room.

“…Now who wants to go first?” Chloé swung around and there was a collective murmuring, the accusatory manicured finger of Chloé like an omen of death.

Marinette quickly ducked her head, not wanting to further herself as public enemy number one. She cursed herself for being so stupid – her naivety had led her down a path of glass shards, and she was dumb enough to wear no shoes.

“What about you, ladybug?” Chloé asked sweetly, the sugary candy-cane tone of voice making Marinette want to instantly throw herself out the nearest window.

“Ummm…I’m not sur-“

Great!” She sang, pointing Marinette in the direction of the bottle (which now seemed as attractive as an island full of saltwater crocodiles) and smiling sinisterly.

“There’s no hard feelings about what happened earlier, right?” Chloé asked with a pout. Marinette blinked. First of all, it was near impossible to take her seriously with her eye makeup so intensely caked on, it made Marinette’s own nearly naked eyes want to break out into a rash. Secondly, Chloé practically made it seem like their argument had been won by herself, which was wrong in every way you looked at it.

“Um…right. No hard feelings.” She repeated tonelessly.

“Excellent.” Chloé seethed. “Now, the first game we’re going to play is Seven Minutes in Heaven.”

Oh god. Marinette’s eyes practically popped out of her skull like yo-yo’s.

She knew of the game – it was more of an urban legend than anything. Spend seven minutes locked in a closet with a random person – seven minutes, no consequences, and all suggestive innuendos implied.

Not a  game she was comfortable playing with a roomful of nameless faces.

“I’d actually rather not-

Marinette sensed the uncomfortable atmosphere and knew that everyone else in the room had been roped in by Chloé just as she had been.

“Go ahead ladybug,” Chloé encouraged, using the name mockingly and promptly ignoring her earlier protest.

There were a few unconscious beats of silence as Marinette struggled with her narrow options. Run? No…too embarrassing, and her legs were frozen. Scream for help? Who would even hear her.

No. She’d just have to be brave.

She testily held her hand out to touch the bottle, and wasn’t shocked that it was icy to her fingertips. All in one breath, she leaned out and pushed the bottle so it swung around, like a round of Russian roulette, would she win? Or lose tragically like the failure that she was.

She felt the urge to cover her eyes. This was the last thing she wanted. She desperately wished that Alya or one of her other friends would kick down the door and help her escape, but the bottle still spun, and the door stood silent.

Marinette drew herself backwards, wishing she could simply fade into the shadows and disappear forever. The bottle slowly drew to a stop as it pointed opposite to her, choosing her fate like it had been predestined long before.

“Well, well…” Chloé sang out, like this had been her plan the whole time. “What a perfect match.”

“Wait, what?” Marinette heard herself echo, only to be hauled to her feet by an unknown person from behind and pushed into the corner of the dark room.

“The girl who didn’t know when to shut up, and the boy that doesn’t know how to. A match made in heaven.” Chloé summed up.

…And the last thing Marinette remembered thinking before she was roughly shoved into a closet, was the sound of his laughter as they both tumbled into the locked room where they would remain, under close quarters, for much, much longer than seven minutes.




[[is v upset i forgot to post this on here so ill just queue it for later t-t]]