nam-suki
oliviajoytaylor
Some doodles I posted on my Instagram from this week’s Steven Bomb so far! :D Hehe, these were a bunch of fun. Really enjoyed breaking out the traditional media again! Highlighter, sharpie, Copics, and a Kaweco fountain pen, for the curious~!
bittenred
escurochi asked:
OOOOOH THIS IS A GOOD ONE. FRICK.
i literally almost cried writing this btw im so weak.
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It is a perfect night. The kind where the air tastes like summer and the heat from the sun still bakes on the concrete, where the wind slides over skin like silk and a few stars burn just bright enough to make someone wonder.
Chat Noir wonders about Ladybug. He wonders what her favorite food is. What kind of shows does she like to watch? Does she prefer spicy or sweet? His curiosity about her has always been a nudge in his thoughts, ever since the day he met her. But now? Now that he knows how she tastes but not how many freckles she has under her mask? Now he’s insatiable when it comes to her.
She runs the tip of her index finger over the curve of his cheek and down to his jaw, her other hand tangled in the hair at the nape of his neck. His breath hitches as she shifts over him, her thighs squeezing tighter against his hips and he tilts his face, searching for her mouth again.
Her breath brushes his skin as she laughs. “Down, boy. Patience.”
“I’ve had to wait a whole 18 hours,” he says softly, still unsure of how he can find his voice when her chest presses against his and every inch of her is thrumming with promises that make him weak.
“Secret first,” she murmurs, and she sounds just a little bit more unsteady. “Before we forget.” The brick wall is cool against his back, a stark contrast to the sun of her in his lap. She’s hot, she’s bright. He feels like he’s melting.
He nods as her wandering hand skims down the length of his neck and then touches his chest. Can she feel how his heart turns over for her? How it sings and jumps and reaches for her? He thinks she must. He’s easy to read, easy to understand. With Ladybug involved, Chat isn’t sure there’s anything that could be left to the imagination with him.
“Tell me one thing,” he says, a rasp in his voice, “that you’ve never told anyone else.” The sounds of traffic outside the open window of the abandoned building drift in like soft background music. A melody just for them, just for this moment.
Usually, she pauses before she gives up an answer. Thinking, calculating, probably to see what she can admit to without having to be afraid. She’s always been so afraid with him, but tonight under his hands, she feels fearless.
“I kissed Chat Noir,” she says smugly.
He laughs, pinching her hips. “Cheater! That doesn’t count!”
“Does so!” She throws both arms around his neck now, kissing him once chastely. “I’ve never told anyone I’ve kissed you. Ever.”
He winds his arms around her waist to keep her as close as possible and she hums when his claws brush against her sides. “You’re no fun.”
Ladybug sighs blissfully. “I’ve told you lots of secrets, Chat. This one is very special to me.”
“I have a special one, too,” he says, so enamored with her tenderness that he could almost cry.
“Oh, do you now?”
“I surely do. Aren’t you going to ask?”
Her mouth brushes against his once, twice. Softly, with a voice like warm sugar, she says, “Tell me one thing you’ve never told anybody else.”
Chat runs a gentle hand down her back as he sighs and then, with conviction, he says, “I’m in love with you.”
He’s not sure what he was expecting. Maybe for her to pull away and ask him to say it again. Maybe to tease him and brush it off as a harmless flirty comment. Instead, she leans deeper into him, like she’s reaching for something and he sighs again, absolutely love-struck, when she sinks against him, kissing him sweetly.
“Cheater,” she murmurs when she pulls back a few moments later. “You used that one last week.”
“Then we’re both guilty,” he replies, dazed.
“Very guilty,” she agrees.
He reaches up to cup the back of her head and brings her mouth back to his. Another secret shared just between the two of them.
miraculer
ladrienintensifies
With the press constantly stalking Adrien as well as Chat Noir and Ladybug, rumors do surface. Best friends Marinette and Adrien have already discovered the other’s identities and are together, but at times forget that one of them are in a costume and will do dorky things to each other. Unfortunately, those dorky things are caught on by the press who love to spread rumors like crazy!
A/N: The first Snapchat of Chat Noir looking at the photo is by Marinette’s mother, and the rest of them are taken by Alya
Please let me know if you like it <3
ash-is-boss
Anonymous asked:
Short answer: nope.
Are we talking about that long second of Chat staring into Ladybug’s soul as she passed? Because phewwwwwwwwww~ do I need to sit down. I think that scene was more… just to get us viewers squealing (at least I was - or more like YELLED OUT LOUD “WHAT THE HECK!”) ahaha.
I’d like to think that maybe Chat took that moment to kinda think “Okay these eyes look familiar so who the heck is Ladybug?” or something, but idk… who knows. I think with the scene zoomed in, he looks more serious, but when they show the scene before and after she’s passing him, he just continues to smile happily to himself.
(Not going to lie: I think I watched that part alone at least ten times today… Leave me alone…)
chocmarss
ruinedchildhood