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Early Bird gets the Worm

Kustard (Ut!Sans x Uf!Sans)

Um, General Fluff.


Errr, monsters are on the surface and there’s peace cuz I don’t want to do conflicts cuz this is fluff and i don’t feel doing conflicts. (TT w TT)

I tried to capture their characters, and tried to think of puns D’X but failed no doubt. oh well. fanfic is fanfic. nothing is canon. OTL


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lucas would be the one to plan and initiate the proposal at first. he’d be down on his knees and maya would probably stare at him, all wide-eyed at first, but then nonchalant the next second, all the while biting her lip in that way that drives him absolutely mad. he gets so excited that his hands get all clammy, thus resulting in him fumbling around a bit to get the ring. he would stop for a second and run his hands all over the areas which have pockets in an attempt to find the ring. he’d then realize that he’d lost the ring.

maya would go, “all right there, cowboy?” and he’d reply, voice lacing with frustration now, telling her to give him a minute. he would stand and keep muttering to himself (could’ve sworn it was here’s, couldn’t have left it behind’s, mama would kill me for’s and a bunch of other things) and maya would notice this and tell him to stop, crouching to his level. she would tell him to take deep breaths and calm down. he would do as she says, and an overwhelming sense of warmth completely takes over him.

“oh, fuck it. just marry me,” he would mumble, before leaning in to kiss her, and she she would smile into the kiss, reciprocating all the warmth and need he put into it; pulling him closer and, hmm, just closer. no words would be needed. the pair knows it was as good as any other yes’s would go. they knew how they felt about each other and have never been more sure.

maya would break apart first, but she’d keep her arms around his neck. both are just tangled affairs who feel the need for air. a slight glint would catch her eye, and she would grin at him. she’d take action.

“you, sir, are an absolute idiot,” she’d say, and he’d reply with his head hung low, “i know, but in all fairness, i am your idiot …,” and as he continues his soliloquy of sorts, she‘d pick up the ring (he sees this, of course) and would proceed to take his hand in hers. she’d lead him back to his seat, and in turn, he would bite his lip and chuckle at the whole situation.

“damn it.” he’d bury his face, his neck slightly tinged with red.

“hi, I’m maya. you’re really cute,” she’d start, and he’d look up at her in awe. “we should hang out sometime. you make me happy.” inching closer to him, they’d try to keep themselves from letting out a series of soft laughter.

“you did pay enough attention to me, and at first, it wasn’t working. it was me, not you,” she’d admit, and he’d just quirk a brow at her (she’d remind herself to constrain herself from jumping on his bones again).

“we ended up as friends, oddly enough and as time passed, even more than that— and well, it was worth it.” he’d grin smugly, and she’d roll her eyes in response at that.

“so, are you saying we should get together or something?” he’d tease.

“no, not really. but more along the lines of, oh, i don’t know— let’s get hitched, cowboy.”

she’d hand him the ring and stare at him pointedly. “well, get on it already. we don’t have all night.”

“yeah, thought this was what you wanted, ma’am,” he’d counter fondly, taking her left hand in one of his. using his other hand, he’d slide the band on her ring finger.

let’s just say that this moment wouldn’t be the only thing that’d be going down that night.

| fin

Sunlight, firelight, starlight

Adrien knows he shouldn’t do it. Adrien knows that there will be consequences to this action and Adrien knows this is probably a bad idea but Adrien is not here on this rooftop, Chat is, and Chat is tired of staring up at the girl who hung the moon and wishing, and every fiber of his being is telling him to leave that behind and take the chance to do something with someone who is with him, on his level. 

So he does.

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Words: 2782, Language: English

  • Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug
  • Rating: Teen and Up 
  • Warning: None
  • Categories: M/F
  • Relationships: Ladynoir (specifically Marichat)

The result of me being marichat trash at 4 am, and thinking “Oh boy I’ve never written a kiss before I should try to do that.”


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