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Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
noblechaton

So Far Out

Hi I wrote some self indulgent Marichat fluff

AO3

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“Chat?” Marinette whispered at the blob of black leather and mussy blonde hair currently balled up in her deck chair.

She’d heard some pattering on her balcony earlier in the night and simply assumed it was a light rain that had eventually faded off. It wasn’t until she’d all but snuggled up in her bed that it was replaced with something that almost sounded like a car gently revving.

From there, her attempts at ignoring her own curiosity had largely failed, no matter how much she tossed and turned or plugged her ears. It wasn’t keeping her awake due to how loud it was, though, as she actually found it somewhat soothing, but instead because she simply couldn’t figure out what it was.

Her mind had ran through as many different possibilities as she could think of at a quarter past midnight, but it being Chat Noir purring and snoring at the same time wasn’t something she’d expected.

“Chat Noir?” Marinette climbed through the hatch, watching him stir slightly only to further cozy up in the chair. “Hey, Chat?”

There was a brief moment of consideration that came when she approached him. Should she disturb him? He looked comfortable, and maybe he had a good reason to be curled up like he was.

After all, she’d never truly thought too much about what Chat’s home life was like. Perhaps something had happened there that led him to here, or even to her. 

But for however peaceful he looked or whatever his reasons, she ultimately knew that she couldn’t leave him on the balcony in the cold, starless night. 

Sure, his suit likely granted the same, slight level of protection against the elements as hers, but she’d rather not chance him freezing to death if she could help it.

“Chat.” Marinette steadied her voice and shook him gently. “Chat, you have to wake up.”

A slightly high pitched, inquisitive “Mmrrp?” came from Chat’s throat, a sound that gave a lot of credence to the theory that he was, in fact, an actual cat.

“Oh my gosh.” Marinette quietly remarked at the most precious sound she’d ever heard while he slowly blinked his way into consciousness. “Ahem, I mean, hey, Chat.”

“Oh, hey, Princess.” Chat yawned and sat up. “What’s…what’s going on?”

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Noblefic Miraculous Ladybug Marichat Marinette Dupain-Cheng Chat Noir This started out as a 'what if Chat made the cat activation sound whenever someone wakes him up' fic But sorta became a lil angsty/more fluffy lmao oops I might still make a follow up to this with 'What if Adrien made the cat activation sound' tho This is probably a total mess but shh I wanted to drabble something warm ok
lunian

“I heard this legend about mermaids, but… Can merman’s kiss let me breathe underwater?”

Did this thing on the previous week instead of homework lmao, merAU can’t let me go at all

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pleaseexorciseme

John Mulaney, a man who is iconically known for loving his wife, after being told by Jerry Seinfeld that his wife only thinks shes good at something

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jackironsides

Well done OP, you’ve managed to capture the moment John’s spirit left his body

ryrosryhoe

Jerry’s lucky that John is too polite to throw hands

bonepoem

Okay but I just went and watched this for myself and it’s WORSE

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He’s. So uncomfortable. It’s obvious. I cut out the part where John kind of muttered, “That is true, isn’t it” about how all men think they’re funny, but his face is just screwed up in this ‘oh god what have i done what have i signed up for this is not good and this will probably go into my next comedy special of awkwardness’

jukebox-head

Just watched this omg bless john bc jerry just keeps trying to do some “take my wife” bullshit and john very politely goes no, no.

cryptiboy

proud of John for restraining himself from murdering a man on camera

wintersoldierfell

What’s so horrifying about this to me is that this is literally Jerry Seinfeld trying to teach John Mulaney how to gaslight his wife.

Look at that dialogue. “She thinks she knows.” He’s trying to get Mulaney to see his wife’s expertise as instead a weird misperception. He’s coaching him to undercut his wife’s confidence in the truth and her own abilities.

And Mulaney replies exactly the right way: “She does know.” He asserts not only that she’s perceiving the world accurately, but that she is an expert at something he’s not good at.

Dudes, don’t take this shit from other dudes. Mulaney isn’t by any means perfect but he aced this. Stand for the truth. Defend women’s objectivity. Promote women’s expertise.

randomthingsthatilike123

Doesnt his wife also work with antiques too?like. Isnt that part of her actual job?

thatgirlwithfeels

I reblog this every time because I don’t think people understand that Anna is literally an interior designer. She makes absolutely stunning Victorian Lampshades. Which she designs.. for the interior of a home… she’s literally an interior designer. She doesn’t think she’s good at it, she knows she’s good at it because it’s her fucking job

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