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Some things I forget about Carry On

- Simon gets travel sick in cars

- Sometimes when the Mage looks at Simon, he’ll be reminded of Lucy

- Most of the guys in their year are scared of Penny

- “Damned to Slough”

- Simon thinks Baz looks like a gangster in the mornings

- Miss Possibelf uses a walking stick as a magical instrument

- Simon thought Baz jumping off the ramparts was the prettiest thing he’d ever seen

- Baz likens Simon and Penny to Ant and Dec

- Half of Simon’s sentences are shrugs

- Baz was willing to put the time in to block every. Single. Chimney. at his house just to annoy his little sister

- Young Baz liked Paddington Bear, and older Baz possibly still does


happy birthday my precious squischy! 👵 🎂 👵

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Don’t read angsty fanfics on your period 

Don’t read angsty fanfics on your period

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Don’t read angsty fanfics on your period

Don’t read angsty fanfics on your period

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baneismydragon  asked:

32 Ladrien

“I… I think I’m in love with you, and I’m terrified.” 

…Of all the things Adrien had expected when he’d asked his partner what was wrong, that hadn’t made it into the top fifty. It hadn’t even made it into the top hundred. Or the—

He swallowed. “W-what?”

Ladybug had her hands over her face, sprawled out on his bed where he’d put her in his attempts to play therapist for his stressed out friend. “I’m… I don’t… I love you.”

The leap Adrien’s heart gave rattled his teeth with the force of it.


She curled up on her side to face him, looking tiny and fragile and half-broken already, and said, in a funny, almost defeated tone, “I’m in love with you.”

Adrien didn’t realize he was reaching for her until her fist was fitting into the palm of his hand. One breath to steel himself, and…

“If… if it makes you feel any better, I’ve been in love with you… almost since I met you.”

She hiccuped a laugh and curled closer, opening her fist so she could twine her fingers with his.

There was a pause, and then: “What… what do I do with this?”

“With me or with you?”

“With me,” she whispered half to him and half to the night. “It’s… it’s so much. What do I do with all of this?”

“Well,” said Adrien, because his heart was in his mouth and he couldn’t feel his legs, but he still knew what it was like to be there, and knew how much he would have given for a confidant at the beginning of it all, “I mean, usually people do stuff like… date, or something. K-kiss and… spend time together.”

It took seven (loud, erratic) thumps of his heart for her to respond.

“That’s… simple.”

The dubiousness in her voice startled a laugh out of him, through the too-tight knot of emotion in his throat. “Not like I’d know or anything.”

“Hm,” said Ladybug, at a timbre that told him that if he could see her, she’d be bright red by now.

“Say, Ladybug…”


He grinned down at her through the dark and squeezed her fingers. “Wanna go on a date?”

He only counted six heartbeats this time, and then she shifted and there was something warm and damp pressing to his knuckles and— had she just kissed his hand?!

“Sounds like a plan, mon minou,” she murmured, low and sultry and rolling and mind-blowing and—

“Great,” said Adrien, very, very faintly, and sagged against his headboard, feeling smoke pour out of his ears.

…It was maybe occurring to him that, for all that he’d hoped and wished and prayed that Ladybug would one day return his feelings, he might not actually survive the reality of it.

feathersnow  asked:

Number 45 . Any of the pairing from the love square :)

“Tell me a secret.” 

Marinette stared at her hands, holding them up against the clear, starry sky, and considered.

She could tell Adrien she was Ladybug… and then she’d reap the consequences on all sides.

She could tell Adrien she was in love with him… and then he’d never look at her the same way again.

She could tell Adrien how much she’d dreamed of a moment just like this…

She dropped her hands back to her stomach.

“Once I got someone akumatized by I accidentally stealing their phone.”

…That was too heavy for the moment, probably.

Laying beside her on the cool, damp grass, Adrien let out a long, loud snort. “Oh my god.”

Marinette covered her too-warm face and mumbled, “I didn’t mean to, but…”

Adrien had tumbled into full-on laughter by then, bright and scandalized and delighted, and Marinette relaxed into her choice, no matter how embarrassing it was.

Worth it, she thought as Adrien’s warmth settled something deep inside her. So totally worth it.

feathersnow  asked:

38. Marichat!

“You fainted… straight into my arms,” Chat heard as the world slowly swirled back into focus. “You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go that far.” 

The funniest thing about this, he thought, blinking awake to his pretty classmate’s rakish grin, was that that exact line could have — should have — come out of his own mouth.

Instead, here he was, the fainting maiden in his shining knight’s arms, being… flirted with? By one of the most talented, hilarious, awkward people he knew.

He should probably be flattered, but he was too busy trying not to laugh.

“Sorry, I thought flowers were overdone.”

Her bark of amusement was loud enough to be painful, but so charming he couldn’t find it in himself to mind. She set him back on his feet, swallowing down the tail end of her sniggers.

“For future reference,” she said, smiling wide, “I like daisies.”

“I’ll remember that,” Chat promised, dropping into an elaborate bow as soon as he was sure of his balance. “Thanks for the assist, princess.”