1.5M ratings
277k ratings

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
bittenred

Anonymous asked:

What would Alyn and Vera do on a Saturday night?

well. vera dances all day on saturdays so she’d be exhausted, but alyn probably likes to crash house parties. i can see him like playing pranks like short circutting the electricity lmao but that’s earlier on in the storyline

im sure after they become a duo its movies and sleepovers and just checking out stores and cafes downtown alyn probably gives vera a piggyback when she complains her feet hurt

i think......... im gonna make up a fictional city for this verse bc....... i want it to snow but i also want ocean and beaches and no cities on the east coast or upper west coast satisfy my ideal city for them lol Anonymous
crusanite eversartdump
imjustapoorbird

I think it’s important to note that you’re not going to connect on a super deep level with every friend you have. There are many kinds of friendship and some of them involve just going for coffee, or just talking about a single, certain subject, or just chatting about books, or meeting up when the other is in town and doing the “how have you been?” routine for an hour and then saying goodbye.

Not every friendship is going to be this we-connect-on-every-level-no-one-has-ever-understood-me-this-way sort of soulmate. And that’s ok.

I think it’s important to note that there’s a difference because I never had the latter, what I’ll just call a kindred spirit, until I got to high school. And after that, I wanted all of my friendships to be like that, and when they weren’t I got frustrated, and probably ended up hurting a lot of people in the process when I burnt out or realized that isn’t what I really wanted. 

Kindred or casual, neither is better than the other. Both are good. It’s ok to have kindred spirits and it’s ok to have casual friends–human beings need both. You can’t get to know everyone intimately, it’s impossible and exhausting.

And I just feel like there’s this perception that you have to have a best friend, like you have to choose, and you have to hold onto them for years and years and yearsand all of your friends have to be kindred spirits or they’re “acquaintances” and I’ve seen so many people categorize their friends as like … if someone doesn’t know you intimately  and won’t do certain things for you that are associated with kindred spirits they’re not “real/true friends” and I keep seeing this demarcation between “friends” and “best friends” and I think that’s kind of an unhealthy attitude and I don’t really think that’s true.

Sometimes you need someone you can spill your soul to, who peers into all your dark corners, who youdon’t lie to and who you feel gets you in a way no one else has. And that’s good and that’s healing.

Sometimes you just need someone who will geek out with you about a new rock or a new album or who is down for meeting you at a diner at 3 am or whatever and that’s it and there aren’t any expectations for soul-bearing (which is exhausting let me tell u what) and you’re both fine with that. And that’s good and that’s healing.

Listen, life is full of some really amazing things, and you’re going to meet some really amazing people. Sometimes they’ll hold your hand for the whole journey, or a long portion of it, and sometimes, they’ll just grab you and spin you around before letting go. And both are good.

It doesn’t matter how long they held it, what matters is that they took your hand. What matters is that they left you laughing. 

leifr

<3

Source: junecsea
bittenred

i say “playing pranks” but really all the people who kinda scoff at alyn and talk shit about him are at those parties and this electric boy is bitter af he’s gonna ruin their fun without hurting anyone lol

oc talk im snickering bc i see nathan following him to this party 'alyn this is a bad idea' he says as they slink around behind a bush alyn totally ignores him of course 'what are you talking abt nat this is gonna be fucking hilarious' force of nature
gale-of-the-nomads

ML: If you give a cat a cookie chapter 3

Link to chapter 1 here

chapter two here


Paris is a beautiful city. Having lived there all her life, Marinette was use to seeing the buildings, parks, gardens, etc. As ladybug, her view of the city was expanded upon further, seeing it from the rooftops helped show the blunette how marvelous it looked. But this was an experience that was beyond what she had ever known.

She was being carried bridal style as Chat noir effortlessly jumped from rooftop. She was without her costume, the only thing keeping her from falling was the blonde hero in a black cat suit. She could feel every step he took as he dashed, she could feel his arms cradling her softly, yet firm to ensure she was secure. She could feel the wind blow her hair back and see all of the cities shining lights.

It was exhilarating, but yet somehow serene. Normal people would be terrified by the concept of seeing the city this way. But she was having the time of her life!

“This is incredible!” Marinette exclaimed as the cat hero jumped over an impressive gap between rooftops. The blonde teen smiled at the girls excitement.

He could hardly believe that this was happening. He was holding the girl of his dreams as he carried her around the city. Seeing her laugh and smile from the excitement. This night was one of the bests nights of his life, and the night had only just begun.

“I am glad you like your gift Princess. Any places you would like to see? Consider me as your purrsonal Trans-Paw-tation for the evening.” Chat noir smirked as he heard he giggle at his line.

“That was terrible.” She stifled a laugh. She still thought his puns were cheesy, but it was part of his charm.

“But it did managed to get a cute giggle from you, so it served its purpose.” The cat’s grin growing. Her kind laugh was always something that would always make his day no matter how tired he was.

“Fair enough, how about the Eiffel tower? Call it Cliché, but it is my favorite monument in all of Paris”

“Excellent Choice Princess. Though I would highly recommend you hold on tight for this one.” Chat noir answered as his cheshire grin graced his lips.

Marinette wrapped her arms around chat’s neck as the cat hero slightly tightened his hold on her. In a moment, Chat noir sprinted at top speed towards the metal tower.


Within a few minutes, Chat noir and Marinette were right in front of the magnificent monument. Chat noir gently let Marinette down as he pulled out his staff. He extend it to the height of his body and looked at the blunette.

“Going up?” He asked rhetorically. She moved close to him. Chat noir wrapped his arm around her waist as she held on to his shoulders. Chat made his staff extend upright in the blink of an eye. Now just a bit above the top floor of the tower, Chat noir helped Marinette get on to the highest balcony before getting on himself. He retracted his staff back to it’s normal size before putting it back in its place. 

It was absolutely gorgeous. Marinette had been on the Eiffel tower far more times then she could count, yet the view was always incredible. Especially in the night sky with the city lights below shining. The view always seemed to have a magical principal about it, like a place would only see in their dreams or in fantasy novels.

“So Princess, how do you like the view?” His eyes transfixed

“It is amazing Chat noir. Thank you.” Marinette thanked him as her blue eyes sparkled with admiration and gratitude. The blonde teen smiled at the girls kind words. “What do you think of the view?”

“It is something spectacular. I could see this astounding beauty everyday for the rest of my life and still be blown away by how incredible it is. If you were talking about the view from the Eiffel tower, that too is pretty astounding.” Chat noir replied flirtatiously.

“Silly cat. “ Marinette laughed at the flirty comment. Doing her best not to turn completely red from his cheesy yet charming flirtations.

A cold gust of wind hit the two, causing Marinette to shiver a bit. Chat noir noticed the subtle shake and took off the hoodie she had given him. He quickly gave it to her.

“Now I wouldn’t want you getting a cold on my watch. Put this on.”

Marinette felt her face heat up at his kind gesture.

“I-I-I couldn’t! If I took it.. You would be cold.” Marinette stammered as she held the hoodie.

“I am perfectly fine. I am use to being up here, plus all of the travel around the city has warmed me up plenty.” Chat noir reasoned.

Marinette sighed in defeat and put on the hoodie. It was a bit big on her since it was made for him. It felt warm and instantly made Marinette feel cozier then before. She even noticed that his scent was now absorbed into the fabric, which seemed to make her feel even warmer. She felt a twinge of embarrassment at noticing his scent, but she decided to ignore it for now.

“Feeling warmer now princess?”

Marinette pulled the hood over her head and nodded. Chat noir couldn’t help but find this action adorable.

“Good. So where do you want to go nex…”

Suddenly the blunette pulled the cat hero into a soft hug. Catching the cat completely off guard.

“D-Do you mind if we just stay here for a bit longer? It is really amazing up here.” Marinette asked as she looked up into his eyes. The eye contact made them both realize how close the both were.

The world around the two seemed to fade as he returned her hug. The city’s lights seemed dimmer, and the bustling sounds were quiet whispers. The black cat hero’s emerald green eyes were transfixed on Marinette’s bell blue eyes. Their heart beats seemed to synchronize along with their breathes.

Both of their faces mere centimeters from one another. Both could instinctually feel the atmosphere that they were in. Both were innocent in their pursuit of love, so pure. But the feeling that was enveloping them was something that seemed intriguingly powerful.

“Princess…” Chat noir breathed softly in her ear. Marinette’s ears burning at the nickname.

“Y-Yes Chat?” She answered softly, as if raising her voice above a whisper would shatter the world around them.

“I… I would….” he gulped hard and continued. “I.. would love-Like to… to…” His face going red as he tried to say what he wanted to.

“To?”

“To kiss you… I would very much like to kiss you.” Chat noir managed to say. His ears ringing in anticipation for her response.

Marinette felt time stop as the words exited his mouth. His nervous smile and warm emerald look cemented that his words were genuine. Marinette prayed that this was not a dream.

“If it isn’t okay, you can say…” Marinette used her hand and gently cupped his cheek, pulling her face closer to his.

There lips made contact. It was a light touch, a peck, a simple taste. The two parted lips for a second to process what was happening. 

The second kiss was where everything clicked. This was the kiss that blew the doubts of whether this was real or not out of their mind. The confirmation of the feelings they had for one another. It was bright, powerful, and dazzling. Like a firework explosion.

The second kiss quickly turned to a third kiss, which transformed into a fourth. Each kiss becoming more passionate then the last.

After several minutes, the two finally stop to catch their breathes. The two both reflecting on what had just happened.

 “Wow. That was… that was… Dazzling!” The blonde hero  breathed heavily, the kiss taking far more of his energy than the trip around paris. The cold wind felt nice on his red face. He could get struck by lightning three times in a row and still claim to be the luckiest person in the world.

“Definitely.” Marinette agreed. Her face practically radiating heat after the event that just transpired. She felt like she was about to explode from happiness.


An hour had passed when Chat noir had brought Marinette back to her balcony.

“And now you are safe at home.” Chat noir declared.

“Indeed I am. Thank you for that lovely gift.” Marinette said as she smiled at the ground, she felt a bit sad that their time had ended so soon.

“I am glad you liked it.” The blonde responded happily. “Purrhaps I could come by again? If you will have me.”

Marinette looked up to see the cat as he nervously scratched the back of his neck.

“How about next Saturday? Same time as today. I would definitely like to see you again.” 

Chat noir’s eyes began to shine at the comment.

“I look forward to it.” Chat noir then approached Marinette, “May I kiss you again?”

“Of course.”

 He excitingly kissed her, which she happily reciprocated. The two enjoying the tender moment. After he broke the kiss.

“Until next time My princess.” 

Marinette watched as he disappeared into the darkness. She sighed sweetly as she put her hands on her chest, realizing that he forgot to take his hoodie back.

“That silly cat forgot his hoodie.”


Chat noir made it back to his room and transformed back into his civil lain self. He landed on his bed with his heart pounding like an engine.

“Congrats kid. You actually managed to kiss her. She even wants to see your mug next week. I am honestly impressed. Though there is no way you should keep this up. This is a huge waste of my powers” His black kwami stated.

Adrien still on cloud nine. He kissed Marinette! He actually did it. It was something absolutely astounding.

“Plagg, I will get you a wheel of Camembert tomorrow.”

“Make it two wheels and I won’t fight you on it for a month.”

“Ill get you 5 wheels.”

“Do it for as long as you like best host in the world.” Plagg shouted in joy.

Adrien felt himself begin to drift off into sleep. His dreams replaying the events of the night over in his head.


How did you guys like this chapter?

Do you guys want more?

miraculous ladybug miraculous fanfiction miraculous AU ml au reversed crush AU reverse crush AU reversed!ladynoir reversed!marichat reversed!adrienette ladynoir marichat Gale of the nomads writes
bittenred

Anonymous asked:

Taylor, heartstrings alone has 165,113 hits on Ao3. If it wasn't good, people wouldn't read it. But they do. Not only do they read it, they praise it. They obsess over it. They draw fanart of it. There is a tiny sub fandom of the ML fandom dedicated to YOUR. FANFIC. Let bitter people be bitter and ignore them (easier said than done i know but please). Also please just remember that one day your own novel will have it's own fandom. For certain. It already does. People love you and your writing.

i love you

THIS IS DEFINITELY A HAPPY THING Anonymous