sorry for the 2 day late update!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA ONE VERY LATE FANART– this sucks- being sick for 2 weeks sucks– :’‘‘y and i’m not feeling 100% better just yet– /cries/

anyways this is a (LATE) fanart when the day that Yoga vid release and i got REALLY sick and i couldn’t finish it at the time. so i hope you all can forgive me and @markiplier himself (sorry dude!) :’’’’y

hope y’all like it.. or i dunno eeehhhh

Stroke of luck (Part-14)

Pairing: Dean X Reader

Word count: 4200-ish

Warnings: FLUFF, like lil angst I guess? Implied smut

Series Summary: Dark highway, middle of the night, a bad boy driving an Impala, and a Damsel in distress. Too cliche? Think again.

A/N: Firstly, I am sorry! I know it took me over 20 days to get this out but this chapter was a huge pain to write, however I love how it turned out. I hope y’all love it too <3 There’s like 1 or 2 parts remaining I think. I hope you’ve liked this series!

Shout out to my babe @sdavid09 for betaing the series. I love you, Shanna! <3

Tumblr is breaking all my links and tags lately, so the masterlist link below might not work. However, there is an updated one in my blog bio! :)

Feedback is really REALLY appreciated!

Stroke of luck Masterlist

Originally posted by bringmesomepie56

The drive back home was quiet. You had promised to tell Dean everything, but you needed a minute to catch up to yourself. This wasn’t your everyday scenario. You had never invited a man back into your home. It was a rule. There had been a few impulsive one night stands over the years, but all men stayed out of the house. So needless to say, you had never done this before, never brought another man into your little home, let alone the love of your life, who seemed to have been dead for you until yesterday.

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eyyy just a head’s up that I’m going to be visiting family over the weekend from Friday through to Sunday, so TPoH will update on Sunday but it will be posted late! Like, UK evening time late, so don’t you be staying up until 3am for it (yeah I see you back there American timezone folks I know what’s up)

also I wanted to get the doodle comic done before then but it ain’t gonna happen so sorry about that MAYBE NEXT WEEK

anonymous asked:

( Hey, just wanted to ask mun: are you guys (you and @askconvan) alright? I know convan's mod has been having some problems recently (and I hope they're feeling better! I want them to take a break if they need to, to help their mental health!) but how are you? Its just that neither of you have updated in several days to a week (I might be wrong. I don't have a good grasp on time lol), and I was just worried! Don't feel pressured to update if youre ill or incapable to, (1/2)

I was just wondering! If you’re ill, I hope you feel better! Take care of yourselves ☜(゚ヮ゚☜)! ) (2/2)

yeah, we’re fine! ive just been a little busy as of late and haven’t really been on tumblr. @askconvan is doing alright; the both of us are just kinda busy. sorry about worrying you!

2 Months and 10 days on Estrogen! Sorry for the late update but I’m enjoying summer really hard this year!
I’m slowly starting to feel like home in my body and I can see changes! Still on 4 mg Estrofem and 50 mg Androcur (T-Blocker). My Doc said that we maybe lower the dosage of Androcur to 25 mg, don’t know how to feel about that.
Changes!
•Breast growth!! Full A-cup!! Nipples hurt like hell!
•waist training is going more easily
• soft and clear skin, less hair growth, gosh I love my skin right now.
• low sex drive which feels like heaven.
• less alcohol tolerance, anyone experienced that?
That’s it for today guys, gonna enjoy the night with my best friend and tomorrow with my boyfriend ♡
Love y'all ☆
Spread love ☆

mstokyo  asked:

Hey :) sorry i can't see updates on my phone :/ so if this was posted recently just ignore this. Is there an mean Derek / mean pack update?

nah you’re good

Can’t rely on me by Littleredridinghunter (2/2 | 116,130 | NR)

Set at the end of season 2, Gerard beats Stiles up, but it’s a lot worse than anyone knows.

The pack let him down, that’s not really a surprise lately.

When Danny finds Stiles nearly bleeding to death the next day it’s the start of a beautiful friendship.

Can the pack make amends before it’s too late? Will Stiles ever forgive them for not being there for him when he needed them the most?

Could It Be Worse? by BeautifulSilence21 (4/20 | 2,552 | NR)

Stiles Stilinski is ignored by his pack, deemed as an innocent little human, a liability. Alone, Stiles has noone, or so he thought. What is it with the new woman Stiles hangs out with? And why does Stiles keeps calling her Theia when she clearly stated her name was Ann? Why does she give such a powerful vibe? And the werewolves, why do they feel so submissive when she is around?

Way Down We Go by Formaldehyde_Eyes (3/? | 12,450 | NC17)

““Stiles, they need – I need your help, please,” the Sheriff pleaded. When his son didn’t say anything he continued. “It’s Derek. He’s gone.”

Rolling his eyes, Stiles sassed, “Yeah, he does that sometimes.”

“No. Stiles, he was out helping me look for the children who’ve disappeared and now we can’t find him. It’s been four days and we haven’t found anything. The pack says you can help find him, with some sparks or something.”

Stiles couldn’t help but snort at that, even with the dread sinking into his bones. “My spark,” he corrected quietly, knowing that’s all they ever wanted him for.”


As Stiles reluctantly helps the pack that pushed him away, dark monsters and surprising truths find their way to the surface.

Pack Your Bags, You’re Coming Home With Me by CaptEdKenway (1/1 | 3,433 | R)

Derek looked at him, his heart breaking for the boy. He stood tall, his wolf pacing with the need to protect and comfort. He strode up to him just as Stiles moved forward, towards Derek. Derek enveloped him in a hug while Stiles gripped his shirt tightly, holding on for dear life. Derek cupped the back of Stiles’ head and rocked him, trying to communicate everything he needed to say in that hug. He could hear Stiles mumbling into his neck that he ‘couldn’t do it’, and that was when he noticed the nine millimeter Glock laying on the table.

Let me run away by Littleredridinghunter (1/1 | 45,399 | NR)

Stiles overhears the pack talking about kicking him out. He leaves town and stumbles onto a television set and his whole life changes abruptly. Monsters hide around every corner and not just the supernatural kind.

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Unexpected [Part 4] || Mingyu

genre: angst
blurb: mingyu finds out you used to be engaged to someone else a while ago. [ requested ]
word count: 2022
author’s note: i’m so sorry for my late update!!;; it’s been difficult to find any free time recently, but hopefully i’ll be writing longer scenarios now that i’m finished the drabble requests~ i hope it’s okay!(:

[ part 1 ] [ part 2 ] [ part 3 ] [ part 4 ] [ part 5(final) ]

You sighed upon realizing that yet another day had begun. The sun shining on your face was more than enough evidence that everything yesterday was real. You could feel the lump in your throat growing larger with every passing second, but you forced yourself to stop. You brought this upon yourself, you reminded yourself. It was no one’s fault other than yours. Hey, no wait, he’s equally at fault, if not more! You continued to argue with your mind, rolling out of your messy bedsheets and beginning to prepare for the day. No wonder Mingyu left me, you mused, your thoughts and actions numb, I’m talking to myself – am I going crazy?

You unconsciously picked up your cell phone and scrolled through your newsfeed while taking a bite out of your cereal. Once you finished, you let out another deep sigh. “Should I call him?” You wondered, not needing to expand more on who the person you were talking about was. You shook your head immediately in response to your own question. Holy crap, I really am going crazy.

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Tattoo Girl (G.D) Part 3

Summary: Grayson, his twin brother and their 3 best friends work for the police force. They’re working on busting the biggest drug case of the century, ran by the most dangerous gang in America. While busting down doors, and trying to track down the bad guys, Grayson’s attention turns to a mysterious girl with a mysterious tattoo. Who is she? Where is she from, and what’s her story? What happens when he falls in love with one of America’s top 10 wanted criminals?

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, gangs, violence, and death. Cursing.

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update! I’m still trying to learn how to balance 2 jobs, and college classes. But thank you guys for being patient with me! This chapter is a little shitty, but I"ll make up for it in the next one ;) So without further ado, here’s part 3! Hope you guys like it! Lemme know what you guys think! 

Text messages are in bold

Flash backs are in italic


Grayson’s POV

* The Next Day *

It’s been a long weekend, and after staying late at the bar last night, investigating the crime scene that happened there, to taking Ethan to the hospital because he was shot in the thigh, I was back at the station early this morning. It was going to be a busy week, but one thing we were happy about was that we finally had the Martinez Twins under arrest, so it was just time to get them to start talking. And once all the evidence from the other crimes, prove that Jake Paul was behind all this we can finally lock his ass up, and end this case.

I was currently sitting at my desk going over some files, when I remembered that I never texted Y/N back last night. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket, and sent her a text. 

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Friends?

Part 3

An awesome anon requested:Heyyyyyy!!!! Can I request a Peter Parker imagine where you and Peter are dating but none of the avengers (particularly the one Ur related to) and Ur trying to keep it secret but ppl begin to find out! Could u possibly base it off of everyone in friends finding out about Monica and chandler? Just a small idea! U don’t have to do it if u have other ones or Ur too busy!!!! Ur amazing!!!!!” 

Pairing: Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1, 368

Tags: @coltcas

Part 1Part 2 • Part 4 • Part 5 • Part 6 • Part 7 | Masterlist


A/N: This will probably be the longest part in this mini series sorry I’ve been crap at updating lately. Posting this whilst I am away on vacation in LA I hope you like this part! *not proofread read at your own risk*


Originally posted by tomhollandhollaatme


You and Wanda hit it off from the first day. You bonded over your powers, helped each other control them,  and soon became best friends. The two of you complement each other perfectly, and you tell each other everything like any other pair of best friends.  Which is why it kills you not telling her this.

If you’re being perfectly honest with yourself, you had no idea what it was like to have a best friend until you Wanda became a part of your life. You had your uncle Scott, but that’s not exactly the same thing. Together, you felt like you could have happy moments of normalcy despite leading a lives of chaos whether it be as simple as sharing the same breakfast cereal in the morning at the kitchen counter or sharing your innermost thoughts over a late-night snack.

You knew she would find out sooner rather than later, but as your relationship with Peter progressed, and seeing as three people too many already knew, it just never seemed to be the right time to tell her. She had definitely noticed something off about you lately. However, when she asked you about it, you gave her lame excuses about being tired or having a tough time with the intensive home-schooling program Tony is putting you through.

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MasterList

Still experimenting with this so just hang with me here lovelies

Overall

A Summary 

A Prompts List

A “Kinda” Menu

Sentences Prompts

My Imagines

The list that keeps on growing :)

Alexander Hamilton

- I Wrote This Poem Just to Show it (Fluff)

- Beyond Words (Just lots of salt)

John Laurens

- Regretfully Peaceful (AnGsT)

- Wish (Fluff)

- Early (Angst)

Hercules Mulligan 

- Not Available Yet

Marquis de Lafayette

- Early Morning Streaks (Fluff)

- Frozen (Fluff)

- Unspoken (Fluff I guess?)

- Warmth (Fluff)

- Stress-Ridden (Fluff)

Thomas Jefferson

- Why a Hamilton? ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 )

- Infectious (Misunderstandings and fluff)

- The Red Stands for Slytherin Blood (Hogwarts AU)

James Madison

- Color ( 1, 2 )

George Washington

- Not Available Yet

Aaron Burr

- Not Available Yet

Philip Hamilton

- It’s Not Everyday this Happens (Fluff)

King George III

- That Was Wine? Didn’t Taste it (Fluff)

Eliza Schuyler / Hamilton

- Not Available Yet

Angelica Schuyler

- Not Available Yet

Peggy Schuyler

- Not Available Yet

Charles Lee

- Not Available Yet

Maria Reynolds

- Not Available Yet 

Samuel Seabury

- Not Available Yet

Others

- 12 Days of Lin-mas Parody 

Savanette for Life

- Struck (1 , ? )

Submission Sunday’s Lovelies

- Samuel Seabury X Reader

- Peggy Schuyler X Reader

- An Idiot’s Door: Laurens X Reader

- Late Night Calls ( 1, 2 ): Lafayette X Reader

- I’m Sorry: Angelica X Reader

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Trafalgar Law Week - Day 5: Relationships

**EDIT** Trafalgar Law Week - Day 6: Pirate+Doctor

i’m so late (  ゚,_ゝ゚) 2 days late (つд`) and i didn’t forget about day 4 i’ll just do it later this day… hopefully 

**EDIT** So it looks like i’ll have to skip day 4 sorry guys (;*△*;) I cut my finger and that’s why it took me so much to update since I have to work really slowly (´∩`。) so i’m posting day 6 here and i don’t know if i’ll do day 7… Also i’d like to place here all the people Law had/has a relation with so this post was supposed to be long (;゙°´ω°´)  maybe i’ll  add more, but it’ll take some time….

Fic Updates Week Ending 2/18/17

Hello Everyone! Hope this weeks update post finds you all rested and enjoying your weekend.  Sorry, I’m a bit late getting the list out today…ngl…it was long and hectic week here and boy, am I glad it’s over.  

Plus - President’s Day is tomorrow and unlike some of you, who will have to schlep off to work tomorrow, I’ll be settling on my couch to get caught up on some updates.  Speaking of…let’s check out what we discovered this week:

Everything But Money  Chapter 7  by @mtk4fun

Capitol Life Chapter 6  by @javistg

Karma  Chapter 3  by @pookieh

My Sometime  Chapter 2  by @sothereff

Where We Can Be Safe  Multiple Chapters by @geekymoviemom

Get Some  Chapter 3  by @herainab

Bride & Fortune  Chapter 2  By Everllarkingjoshifer

Unconditional  Chapter 3 & 4 (epilogue)  by @titaniasfics

Sorrowful Angels  Chapter 9  by @mega-aulover

The Firebird  Chapter 25  by @thegirlfromoverthepond

Pure  Chapter 7  by @katnissdoesnotfollowback

Leading Suspects  Chapter 3  by @katnissdoesnotfollowback

The Bad Boy  Chapter 4  by everlarklover1960

Weekend Getaway  Chapter 7 by @javistg

Happy Peeta Sunday!  Still the best damn day of the week!

Love ya!  Mean it!
Your Everlarkficupdate Team

Peeta looks so bad-ass in this pic - but those baby blues at the same time…sigh…anybody else as conflicted as I am?

Promptis week update

Sorry for no new content lately, folks. I’ve been writing like crazy but sitting on it, because I’ve been getting prepped for Promptis week. Everything’s drafted now! Starting Sept 11, I’ll have a new fic for you guys, with a new chapter each day to match the themes. :)

Here are the ones I picked:

Day 1: Realization- the moment they knew it was love / Ten Years Later

Day 2: Bed Sharing / High School Days

Day 3: Late Night Talk/ On a Date

Day 4: Good Enough / Favorite Trope

Day 5: Fairy Tales / Getting Caught

Day 6: Desperation / Apology

Day 7: Stay With Me / Alternate Universe 

Bit late on this [I’m closer to 370 now! :D]

Sorry for the slow updates as of recently. Exams are coming up [Last one for this semester coming up in 2 days :’)]+ I have been refraining from publishing my works since I won’t be able to draw much during August when I return to my parents’ home, so I’ll have a couple of drawings to publish during August to keep a certain continuity and keep you guys happy :)

Thank you for 333+ followers!

Another World - Sirius Black (Part 4)

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry because the 4th part is kinda late, gonna update more late actually since my holiday end today and school starts tomorrow *sigh*. Oh and guys, should I include GIF from now on or not? Please comment your thought, thank you! Happy reading everyone!

Summary: (Y/N) is just a normal teenager, a teenager who fall in love with the Harry Potter series. Until one day, she woke up in a strange place, with a strange man beside her who awfully look so familiar, and with a fact that changed her life. She’s in another world. 

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7 , Part 8 , Part 9 , Part 10 , Part 11 , Part 12 , Part 13

Warning: none (bad english as usual)

Sirius Black x Female reader

Characters: Lily Evans, James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew

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Hey guys! Sorry about how late this is, it’s been really stressful. Lots of tests. But also, please don’t expect fast updates. I take a while for each and I barely have time anymore. ’^_^
So as a little change, I wrote a short little chapter in more of Marinette’s point of view than Adrien’s. Let me know which you prefer, okay? Also, this fic will be extremely winter and Christmas themed for a while because I’m in a Christmas mood and there are so many good things that I can do with it hehe. Also written for MLWeek Day 2: Friendship/Family!

Indirect Friendship (part one, part two)

Chapter Three

Marinette tapped her pencil lightly against her notebook. Could fashion designers have writer’s block? Designer’s block?

Whatever the case, she couldn’t come up with anything new, and she didn’t know how to get out of…whatever it was.

She stared at the blank page until a tiny, fluttering snowflake landed at the top of it. A smile spread across her face. Snow, huh? Yeah, Christmas is definitely coming soon. She stood up slowly, turning her gaze to the sky to watch the sprinkling snow scatter everywhere, and dust the landscape with white.

She turned to walk back down to her room, when suddenly she heard someone land on the roof behind her.

“Going already, princess? But I’ve just arrived!”

Marinette snorted, muffling a choking sound behind her wrist. “Hey, kitty cat. Now to what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I come here every other day, what are you talking about?” Marinette laughed again, turning back to him.

“I know, silly.” She walked towards him, sketchbook still in hand, and stood face-to-face with him. “What’s up? How’s fighting?”

“Ah, nothing really. Akuma attacks get really infrequent until the holidays, but patrols are fine as ever.” He sat against the railing. “My regular life is great, my studies are fine. My friend is great.”

“Friend in your regular life?” Marinette questioned. “Not Ladybug? You don’t talk much about your regular life.”

“Ah, yeah,” He flushed slightly. “I’m not fond of my regular life. I feel controlled and stuff, I don’t want to bring it into my superhero life.” Marinette looked at him sadly.

“I’m sorry, Chat.” She sat next to him. It had been several weeks since he had started visiting her. They talked a lot, and she had found a real friend in him.

Unfortunately, she had to monitor her words to ensure he didn’t realize she was Ladybug.

“And you, princess? A little birdie told me you’re not too happy at school.” Marinette stiffened. Who is this little birdie exactly? Does he know someone in my class? I really hope he doesn’t know everything that happened because that was such a mess…

“Um…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Marinette chose to respond.

Chat raised an eyebrow. “It’s the middle of the day on a Tuesday, meaning you would be at school if you weren’t suspended. Are you lying to me?”

Marinette pointedly looked at her feet. “N-No…I’m n-not…what are you talking about…”

“Marinette,” She looked up at him. Chat pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. “please don’t lie to me.”

Marinette glanced downwards, then back up. His serious expression dimmed the usual amused twinkle in his eyes. Her eyes filled with tears. “It’s absolutely horrible.” she whispered. “It was the worst. I hate Chloe Bourgeois so much.”

Chat sighed and put an arm around her. “What happened?” Her calm façade fell.

“I w-was walking into class…she tripped m-me. She did it on purpose, I know now because she then spilled her c-coffee on me…and laughed…it was so terrible, and I called her awful because it covered my s-sketchbook and a few of my designs…she got m-mad at me and of course her father is the mayor so I’m now suspended until tomorrow.” She didn’t cry, but her expression definitely showed she wanted to.

To his surprise, she just sighed. Chat bit his lip.

“Do you know why she would do that?”

“Because I was talking to Adrien,” she explained. “Chloe thinks she can get anything she wants…and she wants Adrien. She hates me for talking to him, for opposing her and I just hate her selfish attitude.”

Chat stiffened. “I know, I know…your sketchbook seems alright?”

Marinette opened it. “Yeah, I guess. The major loss was this page…I spent a lot of time designing this scarf.” She smiled slightly. “I made it for Adrien…for his birthday. I think he was told it was from his father though?”

He froze.

Marinette looked at him. “Chat?”

“I’m sorry, princess. But right now, I think you should go inside. The snow is getting heavier and I don’t want you to get sick.”

Marinette nodded. “Bye, Chat. Thank you.” She stood up and walked towards the stairwell.

“Take care, Marinette.”


Marinette woke up, drowsy. Then she perked up. I’m going back to school today! Her happiness was then muted. I’ll have to be near Chloe again.

With that thought in mind, she got ready slowly. As she walked downstairs, the smell of cinnamon drifted towards her.

“Christmas cookies,” Marinette breathed, eyes brightening. She walked downstairs.

“Good morning, Mari!” Her mom put a batch of cookies in the oven. “We have some made since Christmas is next week, so why don’t you take a few to school?”

Marinette smiled. “Thanks, mama. I’ll take a few.” She took the bag in her hand and left for school.

About halfway through her journey, Alya joined her. “I’m so sorry about what happened,” Alya said. Her eyes were remorseful and angry. “I wish I could do something about that pest.”

Marinette shook her head. “Don’t worry,” she replied with a small smile. “I’m alright. Let’s hurry so we can have cookies!” Alya giggled and they rushed onwards.

Reaching the front, they entered and proceeded to their lockers.

“Good morning, Marinette. Are you alright?”

She turned. It had taken weeks of practice, but she could finally speak to Adrien Agreste with minimal stuttering. “Good morning, and yes, thank you. How are you?”

“He has a detention later,” Nino answered, walking towards them. “so I’d think not so great.”

Adrien sighed. “Nino, stop. I’m fine too, it’s not a big deal.”

“What happened?” Marinette asked.

“He ditched a class. Standard fee is half an hour of detention,” Alya told her.

Marinette recoiled. “What?! You ditched class?!”

Adrien chuckled nervously. “It’s not a big deal…”

They walked to class together.

“Adrien~” an obnoxious voice sang. “Good morning!” Chloe grabbed his arm and dragged him across the room.

Marinette stifled her bitterness and proceeded to her seat.

“Guess where I’m going for vacation next week?” Chloe crooned. “To Rome! It’s going to be so pretty!”

Nino sighed. “Chloe, stop acting all high and mighty. Some of us are going out of town too.”

“Yeah,” Alya added. “I’m going to see my cousins in the countryside.”

“Same,” Nino grinned. “It’s been a while.”

“I’m staying home,” most people stated.

“The bakery always gets busy during Christmastime, we’re staying home.” Marinette explained.

“I’m staying home, too.” Adrien said. “The photographers take Christmas off, and my dad has some sort of business trip.”

Everyone stared at him slightly.

“Dude, is that really okay with you? It’s Christmas.” Nino declared, suspicious.

“Yeah, yeah. It’s fine. I’m used to it.”

“Y-You can come to the bakery,” Marinette blurted out.

The class then turned to stare at her.

She felt her cheeks redden considerably, cursing herself in her mind. “I-If you want, I mean…my parents won’t mind. And there are a lot of sweets and stuff and it’s a lot of fun but I mean it’s totally okay if you just want to stay at your home of course-”

“Marinette.” he interrupted.

“Y-Yeah?” she responded shyly.

“I’d love to.” he said, smiling. “Thanks for inviting me.” He sat next to Nino in their regular spot, leaving Chloe spluttering and red faced.

“Way to go, Marinette!” Alya whispered to her, grinning.

Marinette blushed in response.


“Mama…Papa…is it okay that I invited Adrien for Christmas?”

Her mother gasped. “Adrien as in crush Adrien?”

Marinette groaned. “No…yes…that’s not the point…”

“Why?” her father asked suspiciously.

“He’s going to be alone for Christmas, with no family or friends. I felt really bad so I invited him…please, please, please?”

Her father sighed while her mother giggled. “Of course, sweetie. It’ll be fun. Let’s make extra cookies for him!”

Marinette giggled too. Oh, let me also get him a present!


The next morning, Marinette sat at her desk, looking through her notebook to study a little before class started. Pop quiz or not, she wanted to stay on top.

“Marinette? Can I talk to you?”

Marinette glanced up, where Adrien stood. “O-Oh, sure. What’s up?” He gestured for her to come with him. She quickly stood up and followed him out of the classroom. He leaned against the wall by the door.

“Why didn’t you tell me? he asked. His eyes were sad, but he spoke gently. Marinette looked at him questioningly. He pulled his scarf out of his bag and straightened out one end. Unfolding a little pocket, he gestured to her name, which was stitched into the seam.

Marinette laughed nervously, a hand behind her neck. “U-Um…I…” She winced. “Please don’t be mad at me…”

Adrien sighed. “I’m not…mad. Just…you should’ve told me. It wouldn’t really have surprised me, my dad tends to forget my birthday anyway.”

Marinette bit her lip. “But you looked so…happy. I couldn’t bear it if you were upset after seeing you so happy…”

Adrien’s expression morphed into one of surprise. “O-Oh?”

Marinette glanced downwards. She flushed slightly. I’m so weird…

“I’m not used to being cared for. It’s pretty nice.” Marinette turned back to him. His cheeks were dusted with pink and his smile was thankful. Marinette felt her face burn.

“O-Of course, Adrien.”

They walked back inside. A thought occurred to Marinette. What prompted to look for clues like that anyway? It was well hidden…

Her eyes widened in surprise. Is Adrien the one Chat talks to all the time?! That would explain why Chat got so startled when I admitted to liking Adrien… Her jaw dropped in horror. Oh no…don’t tell me Chat told Adrien She muffled an embarrassed groan between her lips.

I need to talk to Adrien.


Marinette packed up her things and hurried to her locker. Please tell me he hasn’t left yet…

Sure enough, he stood by his own locker, talking to Nino. Nino waved and alked away as Adrien closed his locker.

“A-Adrien! Can I talk to you?” Marinette asked, rushing towards him. He turned and nodded. She stopped quickly, trying to calm herself and not absolutely flip out that her crush may know about said crush.

“Are you alright? You look like you have a fever.” He placed a hand on her forehead. “You’re burning up! Do you have a headache?”

Marinette stiffened and moved away. “Oh, n-no. I’m fine, no. It’s just…” She glanced away, then back at him. “…do you talk to Chat Noir?”

Adrien looked astonished, or more accurately, like a deer caught in the headlights of a car. “Uh…I…why?”

Marinette paused, and made a dramatic point of looking around. “Because I’ve been talking to him, also. I just…I was curious because it seemed like you may have…”

“Oh,” Adrien nodded. “Well, yeah. We, uh, talk. A lot. About stuff.”

Marinette could’ve died on the spot. “What does he talk to you about…?”

“Not much, really.”

Marinette’s embarrassed expression faded into a more serious one. “Was he the one who told you about me making the scarf?”

Adrien froze. Marinette sighed.

“I thought so.”

“Well, er, I found your name myself…he tipped me off?” Adrien explained, guiltily.

Marinette shrugged. “I think I’ll talk to him about that. See you tomorrow,” she told him, then walked out.

Chat Noir, you are getting hell from me.


“Princess, I’ve already spoken to him and I know what you’re going to say.”

“Chat, I trusted you. You’ve been talking to the guy I even admitted to liking?!” Marinette raged.

Chat seemed speechless. She glared at him. “I won’t tell him anything else,” Chat declared.

“It’s a bit late for that…how can I trust you? For all I know you may have told him about my feelings.”

“Not directly…?”

Marinette’s jaw dropped. “What’s that suppposed to mean?!”

“I haven’t told him.” Chat corrected himself.

Marinette shook her head. “This…this was a mistake.”

“Marinette, please. I’m sorry…”

She gave him an exasperated look. “No, Chat. This isn’t okay.”

“Well maybe you should just tell him then.” Marinette stared at him, as his expression morphed from apologetic to serious. “Just tell him how you feel. Talk to him. You obviously want to, and I’m apparently not good enough.”

Marinette shook her head. “I don’t think you understand how much I want to trust you…” Marinette breathed. I won’t be able to focus during missions anymore. The whole dynamic will be thrown off.

“Fine…I’ll go. But promise me you’ll talk to him.” Marinette turned to Chat. She didn’t think she had ever seen him that disappointed and hurt.

“I will,” she whispered. Chat nodded. He clambered over the railing.

“Goodbye, princess.” He forced smile. Then he dropped down, while Marinette watched him dash away over the roofs of Paris.

I care about you, Chat. So much. But our friendship would’ve ruined us. This is the right thing to do.

She retreated down the stairs to her room.


Marinette felt like a zombie at school, quite frankly. She had gotten just about no sleep and she wanted to cry.

Adrien walked in alone, and to her surprise, he looked no better than her. Marinette remembered her promise to Chat.

I’ll talk to him tonight…as Ladybug.


Ladybug breathed onto her frigid hands, shivering slightly. She carefully grasped her weapon as she swung onto a roof, then dashed over the skyline towards the park. Adrien’s shoot would be over in half an hour, and she would intercept him then.

As expected, she watched the staff pack up as Adrien sat on a park bench, getting ready to leave. The park lights shone through the dark, the stars barely visible behind layers of clouds.

She quickly rushed down the building, and dashed towards him. He leaned back against the bench, sighing. She crept towards the bench from behind, touching it with a half-frozen hand. She then hurriedly sat next to him, quietly, and waited for him to notice her.

He opened his eyes and glanced to the side.

She wished she could say she felt guilty, but watching him freak out and fall off the bench was pretty funny.

“L-Ladybug!” he managed, straightening himself up and getting back onto the bench. “What brings you…here?”

“I couldn’t resist meeting the great Adrien Agreste, I’m quite the fan.” she teased. He groaned.

“Please, no…”

“I’m kidding. Well no, I am a fan. But I just wanted to talk.”

“About?” He gave her a bright smile.

She returned the smile, refusing to blush. Ladybug’s confidence helps. “I don’t know, anything.”

“My life is either photoshoots or school, so not much.”

“I’m sure you’re hounded in school,” Ladybug shrugged.

“Not really.” Adrien looked at his hands. Ladybug shook her head.

“The girls must fawn over you…”

He raised an eyebrow. “You want to talk about my love life?”

Ladybug flushed heavily. “W-Well…” she stammered. “I don’t know.” I can’t help it. I just like you…a lot…

“There’s this girl I like…” Ladybug stiffened. Nevermind. Please don’t tell me about this.

“She’s bold, and confident, and beautiful…” He was blushing profusely, glancing nervously at her. “…but then, I found out this other girl likes me.”

Ladybug then wanted to curl up into a ball and die. Chat Freaking Noir, I will rip your limbs off.

“That girl is kind, sweet and absolutely wonderful. I’ve become a lot closer with her and I want to get to know her. But I don’t know how I feel about her…especially since I have strong feelings for another girl.”

Chloe Bourgeois always wins. Ladybug felt her stomach sink and eyes water, if only a little. She took a deep breath. I’m not a little girl. I need to move on, because he may think I’m kind, but that’s obviously not who he wants.

Though…I guess I knew that already.

“Why don’t you ask out that girl you like?” Ladybug stated, bluntly. “She probably likes you back.”

“I’ve tried…I’ve tried, time and time again. But the words don’t come, and I don’t think she will ever feel the same.” Ladybug jolted. Chloe’s feelings were very clear, and she definitely returned his feelings. So…is there another girl involved?

“The girl you like is in your class?”

“Maybe. I don’t know. I wish I knew.” Ladybug’s eyebrows furrowed. She looked up at Adrien. He was looking at her with a wistful smile, cheeks rosy red. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she looked away.

No way…wait, does Adrien like…Ladybug? Her lingering blush darkened. What…when did he ever try to tell me how he feels… Her eyes widened further.

Getting saved by Ladybug was amazing…I wish I had gotten to spend more time with her.

You talk to Ladybug?! That’s amazing.

I heard that you’ve designed clothes for Ladybug! That’s amazing! Oh and Chat Noir too…my father might even want to work with you!

Ladybug wanted to laugh. Or maybe cry. Possibly both. I’m the girl he likes. But it’s the wrong side of me.

“What’s that supposed to mean.” Ladybug commented, then muffled a depressed groan between her lips.

“I don’t know, Ladybug.” He stood up. “I don’t know what I’m saying. I’ll see you around.” He walked away. Ladybug trailed his figure without dropping her gaze.


Marinette worked on her homework absentmindedly, sighing every once and a while. Tikki floated upwards and snuggled into her neck.

“Cheer up, Marinette,” Tikki told her gently. “Adrien does like you. And he’s coming for Christmas, remember? You have to get him a present and have fun-”

“I know, Tikki, I know.” Marinette whispered. “But it’s not the me I want him to like, though I always knew he would never like Marinette as the clumsy, shy girl. He will only ever see me as a friend, and though it’s not a bad thing, I don’t know how to let him stop liking me as Ladybug. Because Ladybug needs to be separate from my regular life.”

“But why? Is it bad for him to like Ladybug?”

“Just liking as someone likes a hero is fine. Having a crush on is different. Because worst case is telling people my secret identity when I’m unable to stop some villain…and he’ll hate me then, both as Ladybug and as Marinette. ‘How could you not tell me? Do you not trust me?’ All that.”

“Then why don’t you tell him, right now?”

“Ugh, I’m so embarrassing…he’d stop liking Ladybug.”

“That isn’t true…”

“But it is, and I really don’t want to risk it. Oh Tikki, what have I gotten myself into?”

Tikki sighed. “I don’t know, Marinette. But you’ll get through it, I promise.”

Marinette nodded. “As long as I have you,” she responded, cradling the kwami gently.


Soon, but seemingly not soon enough, it was the end of the day on Friday. The students tapped their pencils anxiously, as the teacher got continuously more ticked off by the impatient tapping. Finally, class was over.

“Christmas break! Woo!” Kim shouted as he jumped over the table and ran out. A chorus of laughter followed behind him. Marinette grabbed her books and rushed out to her locker.

“Woah, slow down!” Alya called from a little behind her. “Why are you in such a rush?”

“I have to get home and help my parents so they’ll let me go out shopping tonight,” Marinette explained. “You’re coming, right?”

Alya nodded with a smile. “I have a lot of cousins to buy presents for, I’ll definitely come with you. Want to meet outside the mall?”

“Sounds good! See you Alya!” Marinette waved as she dashed out of school.

In doing so, she nearly slammed into people out on the steps. To not crash into them, she stepped to the side and missed a step. She definitely would have gone flying if not for arms quickly grabbing her from behind.

“Woah! Be careful!” Marinette’s eyes widened and she blushed furiously.

“Sorry, Adrien.” she muttered, straightening up. His arms were fixed gently around her waist, preventing her from falling.

“No worries, but slow down! You’re going to get hurt.” he told her. She turned around with a sheepish smile and he gently removed his arms.

“I know, I know.” she said. “You’re still coming on Tuesday for Christmas?” He nodded brightly.

“Definitely,” he responded.

“Okay! See you on Tuesday.” She waved to him as well before hurrying towards her home.

When she finally reached, she rushed to put her stuff away before running down to help her parents.

“Mari, you’re in charge of the cookies. We have many, many orders so it may take a while!” her mom told her. Marinette forced herself not to sigh in exasperation.

Two hours later, she and her parents were still mixing, baking, and decorating and it seemed they wouldn’t finish anytime soon. Marinette was freaking out internally as she went to text Alya that she would be very late.

The chime jingled, signaling someone entering the bakery. “Mari you’re the most decent, can you go get he door?” her father asked. It was true, her father was covered in flour, and her mother’s face was smeared with frosting. Marinette gave a nervous chuckle before running out to the front.

“Hi, welcome to Dupain bakery!” she said quickly, before checking who it was. Her friend waved at her. Marinette laughed. “Hi, Alya. I’m really sorry, you may have to go ahead without me. We’re nowhere near finished.” She gave Alya an apologetic smile.

“Oh, let me help out! Also, I brought friends who can help too.” Marinette’s eyes widened in surprise. Adrien and Nino walked in, chatting and laughing. Marinette turned back to Alya with a terrified gaze. Alya laughed. “Come on, boys. Let’s help Marinette and her parents bake!”

Nino grinned. “Oh yes. Expect half to be eaten.” Alya hit him on the back of his head with a roll of her eyes.

“Alya and Nino, you help papa bake. Adrien, you can help my mom and myself decorate.” Marinette declared, a surge of confidence running through.

“Roger!” Alya said, and the four of them went into the back.

“Mama, I brought help!” Marinette called. Sabine turned to look, smiling brightly at the four of them.

“Good, good! Let’s get these orders done quickly.”

Alya and Nino quickly put on aprons and started mixing. Marinette took a rack of cookies and put them on the counter.

“Here, just decorate however you’d like.” Marinette told Adrien. She refused to stammer or blush.

“Okay,” he said with a nervous laugh.

They quickly finished decorating the racks, just as Marinette’s father and friends efficiently mixed and baked.

Marinette giggled, looking at Adrien’s creations. “Not bad,” she told him. They were crudely drawn, but definitely not bad at all.

He gave her an anxious smile in return. In half an hour, they had finished with the orders.

“Thank you so much guys!” Marinette cried, cheering as they finished decorating the last bunch.

“So, we may have made an extra batch,” her father told them mischeviously. “Go on, have some.”

Nino looked in awe. “Mr. Dupain, you are my hero.” he declared shamelessly. Alya hit him on the back of his head again with another roll of her eyes.

“Here, we can wash our hands first.” Marinette said. They all washed up and went back out to eat Christmas cookies.

“Thank you mama, papa!” Marinette said, brightly. Adrien sat at the table, picking up a cookie. He took a careful bite, then gasped.

“These are amazing! Why haven’t I had these yet?!” he yelped. Nino snickered.

“You’re unlucky, my friend. These are the highlight of the holidays.” he informed. Sabine’s warm laughter echoed throughout the bakery. She and Tom went back into the kitchen.

Marinette sat next to him boldy. “I’m glad you like them,” she said shyly.

Adrien grinned at her. He then turned to her parents, with a sad smile. “I wish my house could be like this for the holidays. It’s so…warm. And lovely. I think coming to your house for Christmas will be absolutely wonderful.”

Marinette beamed. “I’m happy you’re coming,” she told him honestly.

“You’re lucky to have family like this, Marinette.” he sighed.

Marinette looked carefully at him. “You know, Adrien…” She paused. “There are really two kinds of family. The one you are born with, and the one you choose.”

Adrien gave her a questioning look. “What do you mean?”

“Well you have your dad, who is related by blood. But you also have the people you choose as family, like Nino, who you’re so close with.” Marinette explained. “You’re right, I am lucky, because my parents are both part of my blood family and the family I have chosen for myself. And I have also chosen Alya…” She giggled. “…whether she likes it or not, to be my sister. You can choose who you consider your family too.”

Adrien’s eyes were wide with what seemed to be realization. Marinette flushed slightly, realizing how much she had said. Alya looked at her, smiling gently. Marinette grinned back at her.

“You don’t have to look too far,” Marinette added. “Your friends can be your family.” She got up and slung an arm around Alya. The girls laughed together.

Nino put his arm on his shoulder. “I’d do anything for you, you know. We’re friends.”

Adrien nodded. His smile spread across his cheeks. “Same for you, Nino. Anytime, any place.”

Marinette grinned at him. Christmas is going to be wonderful this year.

Really hope you enjoyed! Please don’t expect fast updates! ~Phantom-chan

Shop update! + Giveaway

My tictail shop is currently offline as I’m having trouble to pay the commission that I don’t want to pay but I can’t do anything about it asdfghjkl. I have to contact my bank to settle this problem.

I think tum blr butchered the photo ;;;

Anyway! I’ll try to mail the charms by next week. This got dragged for too long I’m really sorry! I’ll try to put more freebies as much as I can to compensate it ;A;

I have few future plan with the shop like enamel pendants and more charms but that is depend on how many of you interested to buy it. There should be a print of Saeran/Unknown up next but I pushed myself too much lately so I want to take a break for a day or two. For real this time. Coffee can’t help me now.

Also, I scheduled a post of small giveaway this Sunday (August 13) 12:01 am GMT+8 that will run for 2 days only.

That’s all~