The answer is it’s goth AND gay, Paulina.
Commissioned from @sailorleo for another underrated pairing. You can check out their prices HERE if you’re interested.
The answer is it’s goth AND gay, Paulina.
Commissioned from @sailorleo for another underrated pairing. You can check out their prices HERE if you’re interested.
Danny would totally snack on gushers and fruit by the foot while heelieing down the street to fight the next ghost
Hi I wrote some self indulgent Marichat fluff
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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?”
a hellbent babe
ancestor yukino got me 👀👀👀👀👀👀
I need all of the ancestor art yesssssss