nobody draws her good enough for me so i did it myself
keith: *injured, laying on the ground, losing consciousness*
lance: keith! *runs over to him, cradles his body*
keith: come … closer …
keith: … i need … i need … *gasps for air*
lance: *wiping tears* what do you need
keith: *pulls lance closer by his collar* … a tailor
lance:
keith: *grins* you know, someone who can really thread the needle
I’M GOING TO J U M P O F F A CLI F F
Hunk is probably out to get the first aid kit while SpaceDad.exe reboots
liannesilver927 asked:
“Ladybug?”
The trading of notes between her and Adrien had become one of the highlights of Ladybug’s week; what had started with a scheme to cheer her crush up with a note of encouragement had spiraled out into a full-blown correspondence, and Ladybug couldn’t be happier.
That did not mean she wanted to get caught leaving them behind, she mused almost idly, heart in her throat as she turned to wave sheepishly, feeling like she’d been spotted with a hand in the cookie jar.
Adrien smiled, soft and sweet and perfect as he waved back, and Ladybug fumbled her yo-yo string, getting yanked clear off her feet and smacked into the building she’d been attempting to jump.
Smooth.
Adrien, probably: behold my idiot as she spazzes into the sunset
not so much a penpal au so much as a note-passing au but hey




