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Marinette Cake

Marichat May Day 2: Purring

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Summary: Chat Noir was very hungry.

And Marinette smelled nice.

Really, really nice.

Meant to be a short drabble, became longer and lead to an identity reveal. Oh well, it was fun to write. c: Hope you enjoy!

Chat Noir was just going home after a lunchtime akuma, and he was starving. He could feel his energy draining from him, and if it weren’t for the suit, he’d probably be collapsed somewhere, starving to death. Then he would die and his father would be arrested for parental neglect. Ladybug would never know what happened. His classmates would mourn…

Speaking of classmates.

He stopped on top of the school when he caught a glimpse of one Marinette Dupain-Cheng, holding a sack of flour on her shoulders. She and her father seemed to be unloading some sacks from a delivery truck right outside their bakery. He watched as Marinette put down her sack next to a small towering pile and roll her shoulders as she entered the truck to grab another one, passing her father who had one sack on each shoulder.

He whistled as she easily hoisted another one on her shoulders, impressed. He never knew she was that strong. She always looked so small and soft that seeing her easily carry a sack of flour that was half her size and probably twice her weight was quite a nice surprise.

Chat Noir would be a terrible hero if he didn’t go down there to lend a helping paw. Maybe he could ask for a croissant as repayment. Just one. He was just so hungry, and they were nice people so they’d at least give him one, right?

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From time to time, I see teens on tumblr questioning why 30+ year-olds or even 20+ year-olds are still in the fandom, and it never ceases to baffle me - not only because some people apparently consider it acceptable to teach perfect strangers what to do and what not to do in their free time, but also because such attitude is a polar opposite to my own fandom experience.

The first fandom I joined was populated exclusively by teens, at least at the websites I used to frequent back then. Then, at the age of 15, I joined the Harry Potter fandom (I’ve read the books and watched the first films much earlier, but I had no interest in consuming or producing HP fan content prior to that). And I discovered that there were many, many women (not only women, of course, but still mostly women) in their thirties, in their fourties, and even older, who participated actively in the life of fandom. It was an absolute surprise for me. And a wonderful one.

Because, you see, the 15-year-old me was terrified of a great number of things, including growing up. In particular, I was scared of becoming, you know… too adult. Or at least what I perceived as “adult” back then. Too serious, not wanting to have any hobbies that are too “childish”, thinking only about work or household or other “respectable” issues. Not writing anymore, not creating anymore, not feeling inspiration anymore. I was pretty sure that this is what being a grown-up looks like. You have to abandon the things that are not practical or not profitable or not universally accepted and encouraged. You have to become serious.

And then there are these women - lovely, talented women. Women twice my age, women old enough to be my mothers, women who actually have children of my age. Women who work and have family and still manage to have fun and do what makes them happy. Their example showed me that being an adult does not mean being boring, that you’re never too old to write stories about your favourite characters, that you can be both a successful professional and a fanartist or a fic writer. That no one is doomed to become a boring person. That “when you grow up, your heart dies” is complete bullshit. I’m sorry, I like The Breakfast Club, but this is bullshit. The older I become, the older my fandom buddies become, the clearer I see it.

I am 23 now. I am still grateful to those people who showed me that I need not fear growing up. So it is really strange for me to see teens here saying such things. Are they sure that they will not want to be in the fandom anymore when they grow up? Are they planning to quit their fandoms as soon as they turn 20/30/etc.? And if they actually are planning to do so - why do they think that there is such a necessity? Adults are not robots. 


Hetalia + Motivational cards! ᕙ( * •̀ ᗜ •́ * )ᕗ

I thought of making this set a while ago. Since I noticed most of my friends were feeling down. Me being my ol’  awkward self didn’t know how to approach them about it nor did I know for sure what to say or do. And this is a much easier way for me to say that everything will turn out alright when the time is right.

It was fun doing it since it helped lifting my own spirit :> 

EXO’rdium in Malaysia!!

I am back to tell you guys about my concert experience!! The concert this year is definitely better than the experience I had for my previous one! Firstly, I was so lucky enough to get into the first row right in front of the left extended stage! I have to admit I chose that side just because that’s supposed to be Jongin’s spot for Artificial Love (heheh) but they moved his position during that particular concert :(

Overall I saw Jongin for 3 times. Because of the change of position, I heard he’s on the other side more than mine :( But it doesn’t matter because each time he came to my side it was perfect, because he reacted twice to my banners and the third time he was in front of me for full 3 minutes for Drop That (and yes, in that HOT SLEEVELESS TOP FEATURING HIS GUNS)!

For my side, the most that I saw was Chanyeol, Jongdae, Suho and Minseok! I gotta say my side is like Chanyeol heaven! You know how Yeol is one of my top biases so I’m not complaining hehe (AND THAT NEWLY DYED COPPER HAIR ALL STYLED UP UGHHH). Suho is the sweetest guy and his face is FLAWLESS. He looked at the fans so attentively and waved to each of them, and read all the banners! And it is sooo sweet how he tried to speak in English most of the times for us to understand ;; I gotta say after the concert I love him more and more!

Now let me tell you about how Jongin noticed me! The first time he came to my side was during Tender Love. When I saw him walking near I quickly put up my ‘종인이편’ banner (it’s by the fansite Ninibox and it means ‘by Jongin’s side’), and he saw it and pointed it and winked!

This was his reaction during that time! ;;

(cr. Jonginisdad)

And then the second time he came was during Girl x Friend, this is the best fangirl moment of my life because Jongin actually stopped to read my banner and DID A CUTE DANCE IN FRONT ME! ;;

My banner means “KAI what did you eat to be that cute?” but I actually had typos in it haha! That “목구” was supposed to be “먹구” and in “cute” I had one small letter upside down lol. In my defense I did it at 3am on the day and I was too sleepy to recheck for typos! Hahahaha. I only found out about the typos when I showed this to my Korean friend on the day but it was too late to change anything because I didn’t bring my glue :/ but my friend convinced me that he’ll surely understand it anyway.. so I just went along with the typos haha.

So when he was walking towards my area, I quickly put up this banner and I was worried that he might not catch it because he was looking down and kind of in a hurry to get to the end of the stage. But my luck he was turning his face to my side and saw my banner and HE ACTUALLY STOPPED TO READ IT (MY HEART ALSO STOPPED LOL). And the most thing I didn’t expect is that he turned his body slightly to face me and answer my banner with an AEGYO DANCE! Omg. My legs were so weak I literally plopped down after he walked away with a smile. I really couldn’t believe my eyes.. Kim Jongin just danced cutely in front of me.. for me.. ;;

And I’m SO LUCKY again that so many people caught it in fancams! (I didn’t record it obviously I was in no condition to lol)

You see this time he was walking towards my area, he was supposed to be at the end of the stage but he stopped when he noticed my banner ;;

I was worried he might not understand because of the typos but he read it and even reacted to it :((

Look at his ready-to-cute pose lol I knew I was gonna d*e in a second!


I swear I’m the luckiest fan right there and then! My long hours of waiting outside in the blazing sun then the pouring thunderstorms was worth it. I will never ever forget this moment! But I’m telling you it is just not my banner that he reacted to but all of the fans’ banners with his name on it. Kim Jongin is really that sweet and precious..

The only fancam I have of him is during Drop That but I had unstable hands because I wanted to jump and dance at the same time while recording him and at the time stare at his beauty too lol. If I want to tell about the whole concert and other members too, this post will be too long already so I stop here hehe. But you can ask me about anything you are curious for, I’ll be answering them as I remember :3 but this is all I have to say in my post.

My overall experience was superb and perfect. I got to see all of EXO really up close and they’re all so divine looking! Once again.. I feel so lucky I got to stan this amazing beautiful guy called Kim Jongin. I really wish I get to meet him again soon ♥ for now I got to say what I needed to say to him, that HE IS. SO. CUTEEEE!!!! xD

Jyn Erso x Reader
Word Count: 1,110

Description: Jyn is a frequent visitor to the medbay, and with those visits come a friendship along with a little something more.

You remember the first time you met Jyn, the way she had walked so calmly into the medbay as if there wasn’t a bloody gash obscuring her left forearm. She was calm, a little lightheaded though it was to be expected with an injury as serious as her own.

She felt differently.

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It’s cheesy. It’s weird. It has a stupid typo. ‘Cuz, guess what? I MADE THIS @ 3 AM!!! :33333 Idk my life OwQ

If y'all are wondering why Sans has 4 HP, it’s explained at the first entry for “Cheer Up the Skeleton Week” and this is the end of it. The machine’s purpose here is to have access to the void. Sans originally made it to save his dad but he turned it as a way to escape resets. Obviously, he failed. And then he succeeded ^w^

Hope you enjoyed the mini-comic! ^w^ Now Ima doze off and reassess my life. Good night!~


Prompt 1: Precious Metals and Stones (The prompt is open to all, feel free to try your hand!)

The Magnificent King is gold.

He shines, bright, glowing in any darkness.

Unmistakable. Golden.

His crown gleams but his eyes, his face, the way he holds himself, everything about him is golden.

And there’s a glint in is eye, one that should terrify all who see it and it’s gold too, a flash of anger that is renowned.

Don’t anger the High King.

And yet he’s kind, his heart gold as well, shining through.

The Golden Age.

The Golden King.

The Magnificent King.

The Gentle Queen is ruby.

She glows like fire, bright, beautiful.

She’s love, grace, and strength.

Ruby red is love, but it’s also blood, and the Queen is the greatest archer in Narnia.

But mostly, it’s warmth. It’s love, it’s family, and it’s her.

The Ruby Queen.

The Gentle Queen.

The Just King is a pearl.

He shines, hidden away but so beautiful, so elegant.

Layer apon layer, creamy, pure white.

His sins are still there. They threaten to crush him, tear him apart from within.

But they are so far away, so insignificant beneath layers of good.

All there is in a pearl is beauty, no mater how it began.

The Pearl King.

The Just King.

The Valiant Queen is a diamond.

Beautifying, angelic, they shine.

They shine bright, so, so bright.

And diamonds are strong. Unbreakable.

Unmovable. Stubborn. Blinded by faith.

And yet she’s so strong.

She’s a lioness, she’s a diamond, the strongest of them all.

The Diamond Queen.

The Valiant Queen.


It had been drizzling all day long, nothing that couldn’t be handled, but once nightfall came around, the flood gates were open. California hadn’t seen this much rain in years, kind of made you worry that it really will begin to flood, Juice assured you otherwise. 

“It’s not going to flood,” he blatantly protested.

You scoffed at him, from your spot on the couch, “And how do you know that?”

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War isn’t coming to Sleepy Hollow; it’s been here all along.

Malec One Shot: Wedding

Request: Malec wedding

Alec lets out a deep breath and looks at Isabelle in the mirror. She fiddles with his hair and straightens his tie.

“You alright?” She asks, not losing her focus on her tasks.

“Yeah. Just butterflies,” Alec replies. “A lot of butterflies.”

Isabelle smiles and meets his eyes in their reflection. She hugs him tightly, and when she pulls away she says, “Your heart is beating a hundred miles a minute.”

It’s not doubt, not at all; he’s just nervous. Of messing up, of disappointing Magnus. But he doesn’t tell Izzy that. What he says is, “That’s because I’m excited,” which is true too.

A knock on the door interrupts them, and Jace walks in. He smiles hugely. “Time to go,” he announces.

Alec takes another deep breath, and follows them out of the room.

They chose to have an outdoor wedding. Alec is dressed in gold, and they’re both walking in from the sides and meeting front and center. When the thin curtains pull back, he loses his breath.

Usually he’d be troubled by all the attention, but the moment he steps out and sees Magnus walking toward him, everything else fades. A million thoughts flash through his mind.

‘I’m the luckiest man alive,’ is quickly followed by, ‘I don’t deserve him,’ and then, ‘Who knew this happiness existed?’

He starts to lose his soldier’s composure when they’re steps apart.

Magnus’s eyes are locked with Alec’s. All he can think about is how perfect he looks; and how perfect he is.

Evening sunlight envelopes him in its golden embrace. Magnus’s body is rigidly stiff with the effort of controlling the emotions locking his jaw.

When they finally meet and wrap their hands together, their nerves dissipate, leaving only joy and adoration in their vacancy.

Alec watches a smile light up Magnus’s face, and he grins back. Together, they turn to the man who will marry them. He smiles fondly at both of them as he begins the introductions, pausing only when the time for vows comes. Alec goes first.

He begins with the story of their romance, then recalls stories of danger, adventure, and close calls. He tells Magnus what he means to him, and that he can’t imagine a life without him. And he tells him that he loves him, over and over: “I’m so in love with you. And I never thought I’d find lasting love. I always thought, when you live a life with so many risks, you aren’t given that option. I was wrong. I love you. I will never stop loving you. I swear – God. I swear on the Angel,” he chokes. “I will never stop loving you.”

Magnus’s heart pounds as Alec leans forward, carefully slipping a silver band over his fourth finger.

The crowd is just as captivated by him as Magnus is.

Magnus clears his throat, and Alec takes his hands again.

"Alec,” he says nervously. "There are so many things I want to tell you, but I can’t, because we’d be dead before I finished. However, I did compile an abbreviated list. First, I love you. All my life and love are yours. I never thought I’d find a love like this either. But then your arrow came flying past me, and I knew I was wrong. The moment I looked into your eyes, I knew I was wrong. Before that, I was just living my life like I knew everything, and then you came along. I was closed off, with a million walls up, and you were the one who brought those walls down. And now I have the absolute pleasure of being your husband. Over time, you’ve shown me that I am worthy of being loved. And today, I vow to always deserve not just anyone’s love, but to always deserve your love. And I will always give you the love you deserve. And if a day ever comes where I fail in my duty to you, I want you to know that, no matter what, I will always love you, even if you have to leave me for your own good. I will always love you.”

They don’t look away from each other in the moments that follow, but they hear Isabelle and Jace politely stifling their sobs and sniffles as the man asks each of them in turn if they’ll take the other as their husband.

Alec’s eyes focus only on Magnus’s. His face twists with the emotions that are finally spilling out of him.

“I do.”

“Do you, Magnus Bane, take Alexander Lightwood, to be your husband, to love and to cherish, to protect and to keep, as long as you both shall live?”

“I do,” he says fiercely, with a smile.

“You may kiss your groom,” the man grins.

And they do.

anonymous asked:

Can i make an angsty-fluffy request? An insecure/anxious Seven thinking Mc will break up bc she's not much in home lately, but she was taking knitting lessons (maybe in jaehee?) and making him a sweater for their birthday?

Hm I guess this is a good way to start up angst night. Ease into the angst by sprinkling fluff into it~


Saeyoung wasn’t the jealous type, but would anybody blame him for worrying when you started coming home later and later?

It started with texts saying you’d be five minutes late. Then twenty. Then two hours. He would ask, of course, what the hold up was, and you’d vary your excuses from appointments to traffic to overtime at work. Saeyoung swallowed it without complaint for a month now, but as much as he trusted you, his insecurities only fueled his anxieties about where you had been all those afternoons.

He was scared of what he might find, but he wanted to know.

Saeyoung took the day off without you knowing, and drove to your work a few minutes before you were supposed to clock out. As usual nowadays, he received a text with another lame excuse for you to be late. Something about overtime for a new project.

However, no more than a minute later and you walked right out of the building and into your car, driving away without even noticing your boyfriends car.

He instinctively followed you only a few cars away, raising his eyebrows when he saw you were driving to Jaehee’s house.

Holy shit- no way. She couldn’t be gay, could she? What if I made her gay??

He watched you cut the engine in front of Jaehee’s house and get out of the drivers seat, smiling as you went to take something out of the trunk.

What if they’re groceries? Could they already be acting like such an intimate couple?

Not being able to stand it anymore, Saeyoung clicked off his seatbelt and exited his car, walking right up to you.

You jumped at the sight of him, hiding whatever it was you were holding behind your back.

“Nice day for a drive, right, MC?”

You chuckled nervously, “Heyy Saeyoung. What are you doing around here?” you asked sheepishly.

“Well, I just found it strange how my live-in girlfriend seems to be anywhere but home nowadays, so I took the day off just to double check if she’s been lying to me,” he was upset, but his voice still cracked, “and wouldn’t you know it! She was.”

You shrunk back out of shame.

“I’m soooo sorry Saeyoung, but if you’d wait until next week-”

“For what? The project at work will stop demanding you to come in early and stay there until nighttime? Ah, but the ‘project’ most likely doesn’t even exist, does it?”


“No- I don’t want to hear any explination. It’s bad enough that you’ve been lying, but coming to-”

You groaned loudly and flung your arms out from behind your back, showing him what you’ve been holding.

It was a sweater, just his size, reading lyrics of one of your couple songs. The knitwork was shabby in places and some parts still had to be filled in with color, but otherwise it was a fine piece of work.

“It’s for your birthday, ok? Jaehee’s been teaching me how to knit.”

Saeyoung worked his jaw and trued to search for words.

“Now you’ve ruined the surprise~”

You swear that Saeyoung has never hugged you so hard in his life. (he was also crying)