with his lucky bracelet that his parents gave him and that ring

Heal Me // Doctor!Shawn (A Soulmate AU)

Your car jerks, wheels skidding on the ice beneath the freshly fallen snow. Driving on ice wasn’t something new to you. You drop your gear, slowing your engine and brake slowly. Just like your dad showed you. The bottom of the hill is approaching, slowly, steadily. There is no one driving along the cross street and you figure you’ll go ahead and coast through the intersection. It was only another couple blocks until you were home. Suddenly you jerk forward, head hitting the steering wheel, you car goes careening into the embankment that goes to a sewage run off canal. There’s a flash of red and you see a large truck skidding past your car as you slide into the canal sideways. Everything happens so fast you aren’t sure if you’re right side up or upside down. There’s a loud crunching, something hits you in the back of the head, glass shatters and you are jarred to a very sudden stop. The world is spinning, your head hurts and your leg feels like someone is sitting on it. You glance down and there is blood all over your jeans.

“Hello?! Are you awake?!” someone, a man, yells from far away.

You can’t see anything, vision spotty and snow covering your windshield. You look to your left and see your phone beside you…on the window. The car is on it’s side. “Help!” you yell but you can’t help but feel like it’s not quite loud enough. “Help! My leg!” your voice is weak and you start to cry, tears burning your eyes, pain and frustration getting the best of you.

“I’ve called for help!” the male voice shouts, still quite far away. “Are you hurt?!”

“My leg….my leg,” you sob, voice cracking. There’s a bitter sweet acrid smell permeating the air and suddenly you can’t breathe. It was suffocating, sickeningly sweet. You knew that smell. It was antifreeze leaking from your car. Your heart races, you’re scared that this is the end. This was how you died. In a flipped car, asphyxiated on chemical fumes and bleeding to death. You pass out, the smell and the pain in your leg overwhelming you.  

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Sincerely Three Birthday Headcanons!

I got a request for how The Boys™ would celebrate the reader’s birthday! (I got to this hella late I really hope this wasn’t for their birthday oh gosh I’m sorry if it was!!)

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-he isn’t big on birthdays, he never has been

-sure he’d do anything for you, but parties and huge celebrations are not his scene

-bear with him he wants to give you everything

-he takes you to a bookstore!

-it’s quiet, he said he’ll buy you whatever books catch your eye

-(I’m gonna go with Barnes and Noble because y'know starbucks are in those sometimes?)

-you sit down and get your coffee and he buys you a muffin

-the lil shit puts a candle in it and hums Happy Birthday quietly

-he was doing it quietly so no one would hear but a few “awws” are heard around you two

-you leave the store with a bag full of books (which he carried) and a smile

-you spent the rest of the day sitting on his bed and reading with him

-you and connor were always simple, just sitting next to each other for company could make both of your days

-Happy! Birthday! Kisses!

-he leaves little notes in all of the books he bought so you can find them later

-you always love finding them because they’re signed off with a heart

-“I hope you’re as lost in this book as I am in your eyes” ~♡

-(he’s a cheesy fucker don’t let him fool you)

-every time you find a note you’re reminded to give him a few extra kisses that day


-you literally woke up to a thousand texts




-this kid loves you and is super excited

-he’s super jumpy and anxious all day

-he tells everyone it’s your birthday!

-“Hey evan did you know it’s Y/N’s birthday?!?”

-“Jared he has a card in his hand–”


-“Dude I know I wished her a happy birthday and gave her a card? We have first period English together Klienman…”

-he’s obviously hiding some kind of suprise, the ‘Insanely Cool’ Jared Klienman is never this excitable

-you go to his house after school

-(and stopping to get takeout from your favorite place)

-when you walk in you half expect people to jump out yelling “surprise!” but the house is quiet?

-you sit down to eat and Jared has gone from excited to really nervous

-what’s wrong babe.jpg

-he pulls out a box,,,not a ring it’s definitely too big for that

-he hands it to you and when you open it you feel like you’re going to cry

-it’s a bracelet, a charm bracelet to be exact

-the charms are numbers that together are the date you became official

-you tear up and kiss him, and thank him a million times

-he was terrified you’d hate it

-spoiler alert, you don’t and you wear it every day

-neither of you could be happier


-(are you ready for this cliché bullshit I don’t think you’re ready)

-you wake up to a text from evan about how much he loves you, and how happy he is to be with you.

-you just woke up and you’re already crying happy tears

-you go to school and find evan waiting at your locker with flowers, he picked them himself

-this boy is too sweet, you give him a sweet kiss and you guys are all couple-y until you have to separate to go to classes

-you have no classes together so the day is filled with texts back and forth

-but that also gives evan time to plan his surprise

-you expect to see evan outside of your last class and are a little upset when you don’t

-you go to your locker and find it covered in post it notes and polaroid pictures

-the notes are dates from milestones like your first date and kiss, when you said ‘I Love You’ to each other, when you met each other’s parents, etc.

-the pictures are of you and him, pictures of a tree you had carved your initials into, pictures of your whole friend group, and holidays you’d spent together.

-one post it note however, said something different

-“meet me where we met, I love you -Ev ♡”

-Ellison State Park, you had both been worked there over the previous summers together.

-when you arrived, evan had spread out a picnic, under the tree that you had carved into

-(you cried again)

-you ate an amazing meal that seemed alot for just a picnic

-after eating you layed on the blanket and watched the clouds in the sky and talked about anything that came up

-you stayed there until it started to get dark

-when you got in his car for the ride home, he pulled something out of the backseat

-“I was going to give you this before, but I left them in the car”

-he pulled out a box with two silver rings inside

-promise rings

-both with the others initials engraved on

-you kissed him and immediately put yours on, tearing up for the third time that day

-Evan puts his on and cries as well, he loves you so much and feels incredibly lucky

ninjamelissajulien  asked:

Any Kai headcanons?

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  • *bursts into an enemy base* “I’m here to kick ass and eat cake. And cole just ate all our cake”
  • Kai himself is flame resistant, but you know what’s not?
    • his clothes
    • Wu was a fool and didn’t make sure his first gi wouldn’t burn if he went through fire
    • so Kai is super excited when he gets his power and is like “IM TOO HOT, HOT DAMN” and runs through a fire and cause he can’t feel it he doesn’t realise that everything he is wearing is on fire until he goes “wow it’s feeling a bit breezy”
  • Kai: hi my name is Kai with a b and I’ve been afraid of insects my entire life-
    Cole: stop stop stop, where?
    Kai: hm?
    Cole: where is the b
    Kai: tHEre’S A bEE??
  • I know everyone makes fun of Kai because he’s like “ooh I’m so good looking” but like. he’s gorgeous ok. he’s just an idiot sometimes.
    • the most beautiful green eyes you’ll ever see in your whole life?? you can get pale green or blue-green eyes but his eyes are like emerald green holy mac n cheese
    • “my scar adds character”
    • has the smoothest skin 12/10 would kill to have skin like his
      • Jay: how do you have such clear skin
        Kai, kicking his moisturisers and face washes and concealer under the bed: haha idk I just roll out of bed
    • he’s not like super shredded but he’s toned he takes good care of his abs
    • always smells so nice?? is always being sniffed by people he just smells rly good. No shame.
  • he’s so done with Wu all the time because when will he stop lying
    • Wu in season 1: and that’s everything you need to know
      Wu in every season after: syke binches I’ve been lying to you all this time
    • so Kai is always like why do you always do these things
    • “is your real name even Wu”
    • “where’s Wu” “idk probably lying to us all”
    • *half of ninjago city blows up* “I bet this is all Wu’s fault and he’s not told us again”
  • the real reason he is so clean shaven is because he couldn’t grow a beard no matter how hard he tried, he obviously didn’t receive those genes from his dad
  • ok so he’s the biggest Lord of the Rings nerd in the whole world
    • has read the books like a million times
    • will always reenact the classic “YOU SHALL NOT PASS” scene with Lloyd’s help because he can be the balrog on fire and Lloyd can make cool flashing lights
    • “literally what is the point in Frodo, Sam is obviously the true hero”
    • will recite one of the many inspirational speeches Aragorn has given on the way to battle
    • he can pretty much recite all 3 films word for word 
    • “one does not simply walk into the time twins’ lair”
    • “I would like to say that I hate Pippin but I know if I were ever on a quest he would be me”
  • Nya made him a thin gold bracelet when they were little and figuring out the blacksmith stuff and he still wears it now he loves it

Everyone aboard the angst train choo choo

  • jokes about it but is really self conscious about his scar
    • he’ll never tell anyone how he got it but let’s just say when he lost his parents he got himself into a bit of trouble doing a lot of things he really shouldn’t have done
    • like he knows he’s pretty but he hates his scar and he thinks it’s ugly and ruins his face and is a horrible reminder of one really stupid thing in particular he did which would have left Nya on her own as a tiny kid and he can never forgive himself for it
    • he knows he’s lucky to have got off with just a scar but still
  • he’ll feel like a complete failure a lot of the time because he promised to look after nya and then she got captured
    • then she became a samurai and ended up looking after him more than he did her
    • then he promised to look after Lloyd and Lloyd got captured
    • so he feels like he’s constantly breaking his promises and he hates himself for it.
  • he knows the guys are joking when they make fun of him but after a while it starts to nag at him, cause maybe he is the least valuable and has progressed the least
  • he’s always had trouble with his temper but he’s never addressed it because he’s like idc, but now that he’s unlocked his power he’s really scared of himself and the things he can do
    • because he bottles stuff up until it just bursts out, he was really angry and tired and cole made some snide comment about his leadership skills, and Kai snaps at him and sets the whole ship on fire and nearly burns Cole and if the other ninja hadn’t been there to help get him out then Cole probably would’ve died
    • so yeah he’s scared that letting his emotions out is going to hurt people because he can’t control it so he’s like “conceal don’t feel :))”
    • and because he conceals and doesn’t feel it makes it worse
  • he screws up a lot as leader because he wants to be perfect.
    • Cole was the leader first and then it fell on Lloyd as soon as it could, so he’s never had the chance to prove himself.
    • but he gets so focused on making sure he’s leading right that he doesn’t consider the team
    • that’s also why he wanted to be the green ninja so bad, because he believed that he had the potential to be it if people would just give him a shot to keep improving??
    • he was looking after nya his whole life, and he doesn’t begrudge it because he loves her, but as a result he gave up a lot of opportunities so he could be there for her
  • oh does he push himself too hard and as a result get injured and really stresses himself out?? Cause he hates feeling like he’s always at the back of the group?? Cause he was the last one sensei picked up?? Heck yeah he does
  • he’s an insomniac first and a ninja second
  • when they find his dad again he’s really scared to spend time with him because he’s so worried he’s going to have disappointed him because he hasn’t done enough
    • and how is he supposed to live up to his dad’s legacy? The original master of fire who forged the time blades with his mum and like literally saved the whole of ninjago
  • I mentioned in my bro and sis headcanons for Kai and Nya that Kai dropped out of school so he could take care of her and give her the best life possible, so he’s really self conscious about how basic a lot of his knowledge is
    • he knows they’re joking cause they have no idea, but it really stings when the guys call him stupid
    • Which is why he shows off with the things he can do
  • call him a shameless flirt but really because of all of the above, he never got to hang out with a lot of people his age so he just likes being in the presence of others and has like no idea of any boundaries or how to communicate well, and people seem to respond best when he acts confident and flirty so that’s just how he is when he’s in a new situation
  • among his many unhealthy coping mechanisms, when he does something wrong he’ll do whatever it takes to make it right - even if you can’t really make it right.
    • so in finding a solution he’ll neglect himself and he won’t eat or sleep or shower and the team have to come down on him like a tonne of bricks, because that’s the only way they can get through to him
  • he’s also touch starved so he really craves a lot of physical affection but he doesn’t know how to ask for it or if you can even ask for it
    • he loves physical affection but he also hates it cause he has no idea what to do so he might be super huggy one minute and the next be really stiff and keep drawing away from you
    • just let him do his thing, he’s not being rude he just needs a bit of space sometimes cause he’s not used to it. Baby steps!
    • his body language is very easy to pick up on though cause he wears his heart on his sleeve so don’t worry it’s easy to read how he’s feeling

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Roland’s Proposal {A WWTS Flashforward}

Happy Mother’s Day! Here’s a DimplesQueen oneshot based in the WWTS verse. Set immediately after Dear Mama.

Summary: After Robin proposes to Regina, Roland has his own important question to ask.

FF.net link.


At the age of six Roland Locksely was many things, most of them good. Friendly, adorable, kind, protective. All these words could apply to him. However, the one that fit best would be impatient.

As a curious and enthusiastic child, waiting was not in Roland’s vocabulary. Whether it be food, playtime or answers, if he wanted something it was a safe bet that he wanted it now. Something his future stepbrother, Henry Mills, learned late one night when he woke up to find Roland tapping him on the nose and urgently whispering his name.

“Henry! Henry! Henry!”

Henry scrunched up his face as he groaned with his eyes still shut.

“What Roland?” he whispered in a raspy voice. He reluctantly opened his eyes and squinted against the darkness, irritated once he realized it was not even close to morning yet. “What do you want?”

Roland stood by his bed still dressed in his pajamas. It was dark and though he could really only see his silhouette but Henry already knew that he was staring at him with his wide brown eyes.

“Henry, can I ask your mom to be my mom too?”

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Cherry Wine (1/?)

Set a couple of months after Emma and Killian get married, the marriage has completely devolved and Emma starts to realise she’s a victim of domestic abuse. She tries to break free to where she know’s she’s safe. Warning: Abuse of all kinds. Anti-CaptainSwan, Anti-Hook.

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Emma didn’t notice the change.

It crept upon her like a monster creeping under the bed, the change happened upon the two of them in a synced dance for power, and slowly Emma lost everything whereas he gained all. She had been in love, she was in love, true love… wasn’t she?


She heard the door slam, she wasn’t sure if it was the actual smell or the memory of it which made her knew that he smelt like a distillery, not just his alcohol of choice he was no longer fussy with liquor he would take any. She felt her heart quicken as he walked up the stairs, his boots slamming down hard on the wood, she wasn’t sure if he was just drunk or was angrily drunk.

She heard him calling her name as he got up the stairs.

“Mrs Jones.”

She pretended to be asleep.


Emma stood in the kitchen making pancakes. It was something she was trying her hardest to learn, cooking, she had never excelled at it – her parents had tried to teach her when she had lived with them, she had never really excelled at it and had been known to be able to burn water. But she tried. She wanted to be able to do something to contribute to their household, Henry spent most of his time with his friends or at Regina’s so often she would just be alone in the house, turning down offers to see people became second nature to her

“I, erm… I thought that I might go to my parents’ house tomorrow.” She said pleasantly. She held her breath. The air as always was intoxicating, the smell of alcohol and her attempts at cooking, she could feel herself chocking on it, slowly.


That was it, no explanation, Emma hadn’t realised she was asking permission, but apparently she was. “It’s just my mom invited me, and I haven’t seen her in ages, and I figured I could probably help my dad out on his farm, not that I know the first thing about farming… I know you’re busy with work and now neither he nor I are at the station I figured…-”

That was another thing she thought in the back of her mind he had slowly convinced her to give up the sheriff position, which had fallen to her deputy to fill. He had convinced her at first she needed some time off, to relax after all the craziness which had happened in her life over the past couple of years. He had been her knight in shining armour. That time off had slowly lengthened she had demoted herself to deputy when he pointed out that she was extremely rusty after her time off. She had taken herself off from work completely when he had announced to their, her, family at a dinner one day while smiling down at her little brother that they’d be trying for their own child soon enough. That had blind sighted Emma, they had toyed around with the idea to the extent that he had strongly encouraged her to talk to Henry about it,

“Aye, and I said no!” He shouted, he spilt some of the rum he was pouring into a hip flask and growled in frustration, he didn’t notice his wife cower as he did, even if he had seen would he care?
Probably not, he wasn’t a morning person.
He stood up and strode towards her. He towered over her and raised his hand to point towards her face, he didn’t miss her flinch that time, he just didn’t care. He pointed at her busted lip and the yellow and green fusion of a bruise which was fading around it.
“You think I don’t know that you’re trying to push me away? What do you think Dave and Snow would say if they saw you like this? They wouldn’t understand! We’re not like them, we’re not heroes, we might have been once before you turned to the darkness and sucked me in with you…” He trailed off deliberately. He placed his hand on her cheek and held tight, forcing her to look at him. “They don’t get us, Emma Jones,” he smiled when he said her name, it had taken him so long to win her, “they don’t get that this was both of our fault.”

Emma found herself nodding her head. She gave him a smile which didn’t meet her eyes. He was right. “I know, I’m sorry, I won’t go. I love you.” But those three words sounded like a question. So, she pulled him into a kiss, it was always a good distraction technique, plus he had to get to work so the kiss wouldn’t be able to turn into anything else.

Killian finally pulled back with a smile, he hadn’t noticed that Emma hadn’t been the one to pull away out of fear, she had simply tried to outlast him, she hadn’t enjoyed it, but what did that have to do with him? He picked up her phone from the counter. “I’ll let your mother know you can’t make it, that you’re ill,” he used his hook to brush one of the purple bags under her eyes, “you should get some rest you look tired.”

He slipped the phone into his pocket and left with it.

It might have been an accident, he might have thought it was his cell phone, and he was simply going to ring her mother, he didn’t mean to leave with her phone. It could have been an accident.

It wasn’t.

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how to do elf/human au ideas: cosie style

Step 1: Have this post by @knifeshoeoreofight in the back of your mind

Step 2: Talk to @honeycombhenry briefly and feel inspired to write!

Step 3: Do chat fic with @swarleybradbury

This was the direct result of seeing this post (text reads: “True Elf Fact #193: The number one cause of full-scale war among elves is jewelry theft.”

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“Don’t Come Back” (Adrinette Fanfic)

Disclaimer: I do not own “Miraculous Ladybug”. If I did, no way would this be in the show.

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Pairing: Adrinette

Rating: General


           This can’t be real. This can’t be real. This can’t be real.

           But it was.

           Marinette couldn’t take it anymore.

           When her alarm woke her up on a Saturday morning at 7 a.m., earlier than she would normally allow herself to wake up, everything was in motion. Marinette began by tearing down Adrien’s modeling posters she had bought along with the picture of the two of them smiling on their first date at the Louvre on her desk. When she turned on her computer, the bright pink wallpaper with scattered pictures of her boyfriend made Marinette’s eyes squint. Using every reserve of energy she has, Marinette forces the tears to not fall while her trembling hand manipulated the mouse to delete every picture she has of him. Including the wallpaper, which she changed to a simple blue background.

           For the rest of the morning, the young heroine made a dash around her clutter-filled room to either pack her personal belongings into boxes, sort the items that Adrien had given to her over the course of them dating, and other miscellaneous things that she could either give away or toss.

           What set this course of events off?

           Adrien, her best friend, beloved boyfriend, and most trusted partner, Chat Noir, had taken one too many hits for her. For the past week, he had been in the hospital because of an akuma attack that consisted of a frustrated martial artist who had been cheated out of a victory by a cheap trick set out by his longtime rival. The akuma victim had agility and power to match his anger, which in hindsight was very well understood. But Marinette wasn’t paying attention when the martial artist was going to deliver a round house kick to her back while she tried to clear out lingering pedestrians from the battle.

           Chat Noir did though. Just as she had cleared everyone away, Marinette suddenly found herself thrown towards the sidewalk and a loud cry of pain from her partner ringing in her ears. While she had gotten out safely and managed to cure the victim, Adrien wasn’t so lucky. The attack had connected to his stomach and an arm and a leg had been broken. According to the doctors (who had thankfully not seen his detransformation), Adrien wouldn’t be up and around for about a week at best.

           So during that week, Marinette had taken the painful process of trying to figure out what to do. In between visiting Adrien as often as she could between her schoolwork and patrols, she had been wracking her brain for possible solutions for this dangerous pattern.

           They couldn’t keep doing this. For the past year, it’s been on disaster after another. First, Adrien had sacrificed himself, literally getting himself KILLED, with Timebreaker. Then when Dark Cupid came around, he let himself get hit by an arrow, not knowing whether it was going to kill or curse him. And now this! At this rate, there was going to be no good news at all next time!

           It didn’t help that Marinette had spotted a black akuma trailing after them after she had let her Ladybug side down while Adrien somehow remained as Chat Noir. That meant only one thing. Hawkmoth was on their tails.

           That’s it. There’s not going to be a next time.

           “Marinette! You can’t do this!” Tikki cried for the millionth time as Marinette fingered her bracelet that Adrien had made for her when they visited the carnival. It was made out of a simple cord and alternating red and black beads with a little ladybug, kitty cat, and heart charm. It was also the night they had decided to seriously considered their life after (or if ever) Chat Noir and Ladybug weren’t needed.

           They had decided to stay together forever.

           What a naïve delusion.

           “Marinette! Please think about this!” Tikki shrieked as Marinette stuffed her pillows away into another big box. “You can’t just LEAVE like this! What about Adrien?!” Tears cascaded like jewels down the tiny red kwami’s face as she helplessly watched her companion pack up her things.

           “I’ve BEEN thinking about this Tikki.” Marinette mumbled, struggling to keep herself busy with duct tape and organizing her things. “Adrien, Hawkmoth, this mess, everything. I can’t let this go on.” Thrusting open another large empty box, Marinette began packing away her fabrics and various sewing materials. “Hawkmoth knows who Ladybug is and if I stay around Adrien any longer, he’s going to put two and two together. I’m not going to endanger him, my friends, or my family anymore. I’ve got to go.”

           Tikki’s sobs rang out louder as Marinette threw more pictures and mementos of Adrien onto her chaise. As the pile grew larger, the more obvious it was that Adrien was a huge part of her life. He was Marinette’s inspiration to keep working with fashion when she started to doubt her abilities and he was always more than willing to let himself be her own personal model even after a long hard day of modeling for his father’s company on top of patrol. Adrien never gave up on her even when she was about to give up on herself. He was everything she could have wanted and more.

           But she couldn’t afford to let herself weigh him down anymore. No more snide glares and comments from Chloe. No more disapprovals from Gabriel Agreste’s associates who made malicious comments of Gabriel using Adrien as a tool in order to groom a budding fashion designer. No more looking every which way during battle worrying about making sure that her boyfriend got home safely.

           Marinette had been so engrossed in her work that she hadn’t realized that the sun had already set. She had just thrown away the last piece of trash when a black silhouette playfully tapped on her bedroom window.

           It didn’t take a genius to figure out who was there. She had known that Adrien was getting out of the hospital today and that he had promised her yesterday that he was going to do a quick patrol around the city. He had even promised to stop by after he was done so that they could catch up and cuddle like they always did after patrols they had gone through together or separately.

           Tikki bowed her head sullenly as she perched down on Marinette’s now empty desk with the computer screen still on. Marinette tried to take five deep breaths before turning around and unlocking her large window so that her catty boyfriend could sneak in. She tried not to cry as he slunk in and hugged her from behind with a low purr that always made her heart flutter.

           “It’s great to finally see you again Princess.” Chat Noir purred as he snuggled into the back of Marinette’s neck like a spoiled kitten.

           Marinette tried to keep her voice light and cheerful as she giggled at her kitty’s cute antics. “Quit it alley cat.” She whispered, wary of her parents who were still up and clearing the kitchen. “We saw each other yesterday at the hospital.”

           Chat Noir only snuggled in further and tightened his grip as he continued purring. “Every second that I’m away from you sends me into a cat-strophic frenzy.” He trailed light kisses from the bottom of her neck to the top of her head while his cat tail swished back and forth contently. “How are you feeling?”

           “I can’t complain.” Marinette responded with what she hoped was a casual tone. She didn’t want to indulge in this wonderful warmth from her dear one. She didn’t want to put on a front with him, especially after they had just recently discovered each other’s identities. They had gone through too much together to just let there be another charade between them. Intentional or not.

           Marinette had just about prepared herself to break the news to Chat Noir when he surprised her with sweeping her off her feet and carrying her bridal style. She almost shrieked when he twirled them around the room as he grinned like a cat that caught a canary. He kissed her forehead, then her eyes, ears, cheeks, chin, and even along her jaw. An unwilling groan escaped Marinette’s lips when she realized that he was teasing her.

           Chat Noir smirked like the Cheshire Cat when he saw her pout with his sharp night vision. His little lady was so adorable! If she had let him, Chat Noir would kiss her until his lips were sore and his makeup artist would scold him for bruised lips. It was just so magnificent to know that someone as beautiful and loving as Marinette had chosen him, of all people, to be by her side. In spite of the awful puns, misunderstandings, and sheer social clumsiness that came from being sheltered away from the world, Adrien was lucky enough to have been chosen by HER.

           That was why when he closed his eyes and leaned in to kiss her on perfect lips, Chat Noir was surprised when Marinette gently pressed her lithe fingers against his mouth. When Chat Noir opened his eyes, he was even more surprised when he saw tears glide down his girlfriend’s flushed face. His heart began to hammer as he held her small form closer in his arms.

           “Mari? What’s wrong?” Chat Noir whispered, trying to tilt his head so that he could look directly into her eyes. He frowned when she kept turning away from his gaze. “Did something happen? Are you hurt?”

           Marinette shook her head. Tears fell harder as she bit her bottom lip. Reality was so cruel. She had practiced over and over in her head what she was going to say to him while she was packing away her belongings. When the cat had come running towards her with bright eyes and a heart filled to the brim with pure love though, she had almost come undone.

           But when Chat Noir turned his attention to a sniffling Tikki, Marinette knew that the damage had been done. There was no turning back when bright green eyes pierced through the dark, almost bare room. All that was left was Marinette’s empty shelves, bed, computer desk, and a chaise with all of Marinette’s mementos of Adrien. Every picture they had taken together, the gifts had given her (minus the bracelet), and even their scrape book project that they had been working on ever since they had begun dating.

           Chat Noir had a sense of foreboding as his body began to tremble. He continued to hold Marinette close while trying to shake off his nervousness. Surely she was just cleaning her room. Maybe she was going to have her walls painted and she wanted to protect her pictures. And the bright blue computer screen was surely the beginnings of a new desktop wallpaper that was going to feature the two of them.

           “W-What’s all this Princess?” Chat Noir began, quirking an easy going smile that was too nervous looking to be natural. “D-Doing a cleaning up? Maybe I can come by tomorrow and help you finish up? I don’t have anything on my schedule all weekend. We can even see that movie you’ve been wanting to go to.”

           He was rambling and he knew it. Something wasn’t right. Tikki wasn’t supposed to be crying, Marinette wasn’t supposed to be avoiding his gaze, and Plagg shouldn’t be trying to warn him to get out of the house.

           When Marinette moved out of Chat Noir’s arms towards her trapdoor and her patio though, he suddenly felt very cold. And it wasn’t due to the loss of Marinette’s usually comforting body heat. When Chat Noir followed her and tried to hold her close again, Marinette took five steps away from him and he unconsciously stretched out his arms towards her, silently beckoning her to come back.

           For some reason, she felt so far away as she held herself in her own arms and kept her back towards him.

           “Chat. We need to break up.”

           A shattering feeling coursed throughout Chat Noir’s body. Surely he wasn’t hearing his bug right. Did she need him to break something in order to help with her cleaning? Her fashion? His puns?

           Chat Noir, much like Marinette had done earlier, tried to keep his voice light and calm as he took a step closer to her. “What’s going on Marinette?” His heart twisted when he saw her take two more steps away from him. “I-Is this about what happened with the martial artist? There’s n-nothing to worry about. The d-doctors said that I was completely healed.” He forced out a little laugh and brought a shaky hand to rake through his hairs like a nervous preening cat. “P-Proves how great magic is right?”

           Marinette was silent for what felt like hours. She held her hands tighter around her frame and pried open her mouth so that the awful words could come and just END this.

           “This isn’t just about that time.” She swallowed. “I know that you don’t exactly remember the other times, since you weren’t completely yourself during one time and that other time was weird, but you’ve gotten into REALLY big trouble while trying to protect me. I want that to stop.”

           She was startled when Chat Noir scrambled around her and crouched down on all fours so that he could see her downcast face. Marinette tried to turn away from him again but Chat Noir was quick to grasp her hands. Just like the day he did when he stopped her from running away from him that day in detention.

           “That’s only because I love you. You know that, right?” Chat Noir whispered, trying to ignore the screaming in his heart and Plagg’s growing warnings. “Asking me to stop trying to protect you is like asking me to stop loving you. And that’s impossible.”

           Marinette felt a sob rip through her throat and she tried to wrench her hands away from the alley cat’s strong grip. But either she subconsciously didn’t want him to release her or his hands were too strong. She couldn’t get loose.

           “It’s not just that!” Tears were flowing freely now. “I don’t want anything to do with you anymore if it means that I’m going to get you killed!”

           The silence was deafening. If Marinette’s parents had heard her from all the way down there, they didn’t give any indication. And if Marinette had been looking at Chat Noir, she would have been destroyed by the raw devastation and confusion on his face.

           She took another deep breath as she continued.

           “My papa got a job offer over in Florence, Italy. He initially wasn’t going to take it, because he didn’t want to cause any problems with my schooling and he and Mama didn’t want to take me away from my friends.” Marinette gulped as Chat Noir’s grip quivered. “But I begged him to take the job when I found out from Tikki that there was a Miraculous user named Volpina who was living there. She’s on her way right now and she’ll take my place as your partner.”

           “No!” This time, Chat Noir completely enveloped her towards him and he didn’t bother masking his tears and pain. “No! Y-You can’t leave! I don’t want anyone else!” He gently ran his clawed fingers through Marinette’s messy black hair and tried to soften his head. “Isn’t there anything I can do? Anything at all? I-I’ll do whatever it takes…”

           Marinette almost couldn’t bring herself to escape her broken cat’s begging arms. More than anything, she wanted to dash down the stairs, plead with her parents to not leave after all, that she had changed her mind, and that she didn’t want to leave everything and everyone that was beloved to her behind. But an image of an akuma from THAT day surfaced to her mind. Marinette shoved her hands in between them and tried to push against Chat Noir’s chest.

           This wasn’t going to end well.

           “Just let me go! I’m done!”

           If Marinette was going to leave him, she was going to have to either make it hurt so bad that he won’t regret letting her go or she was going to have to tell him the whole story.

           “Hawkmoth knows who I am! And if you stay around me, he’s going to find out who you are! Then he’ll start going after our friends and family!” Marinette kept trying to push Chat Noir away, but his grip remained tight. “And the people who are working against your father! They are saying bad things about you and him because of me! I’m doing nothing but hurting you all!”

           “But it’s going to kill me if you leave!” Chat Noir cried, feeling a cold blackness sweep over him from his feet all the way up to his face. “Please! Don’t go! I can’t go back to living a life without you in it!” He swept an arm out and brought up the wrist that held Marinette’s precious handmade bracelet, his voice beginning to break down. “We…we promised that we would always be together… A-And that we would talk to each other i-if something was wrong…”

           Chat Noir fell to his knees, still holding on to Marinette’s wrist with one hand while he wrapped his free arm around her waist and buried his face into her stomach.

           “Please… Don’t vanish…” Like my mother… “Please don’t go…”

           They were silent except for broken sobs from Chat Noir.

           Finally, Marinette freed her wrist from his grip and Chat Noir heard a faint clinking sound. He felt a light weight rest in his outstretched hand as Marinette stepped away from him again. Chat Noir didn’t dare look up to see Marinette as she held herself close again and walked away towards her trap door.

           “Don’t come back.” Marinette whispered one last time before sliding through her door and locking it behind her.

           In Chat Noir’s hand, to his horror, was the black and red charm bracelet. The one that he had made for her as a symbol of their love and promise.

           It would be some time for Chat Noir to get up from his kneeling position and head back home with a heavy, broken heart.

Klaine Advent: 12.22 Wedding (with 12.20 Uniform, 12.23 Year, 12.24 Zigzag)

So, I got stuck on ‘uniform’ and prompts kept coming as well as the busyness of the season. When I sat down to write, it was clear they’d all fit nicely together in this ARV verse finale. This time, it’s probably better if you’ve read ARV, because this focuses more on Adrian than Kurt and Blaine, although obviously they’re very, very present. 1852 words (AO3)

Oh, and please to forgive the POV flip-flopping around like a nervous politician. I wanted this out to you before Easter.


The notion of a Christmas wedding hadn’t gone over well. At least at first. And then, ideas started flowing and traditions of years’ past morphed into traditions anew for the couple.

A small venue in Greenwich Village was booked, the invitations were sent and the response was so positive, the beautiful venue almost had to be changed for fear of space concerns.

But things worked out as they often do, and on December 23rd, seats filled with family and friends, firemen in full dress uniform, momentarily stealing attention from the guests of honor who would soon be arriving at the back of the grand ballroom.

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