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lady-de-mon-coeur · 6 hours

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Three years in ML fandom 🎉🎉🎉🐱🐞

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 7 hours

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When I read a fanfic I like, the author becomes a mini celebrity to me. So when an author with a work I like kudos’ or comments on my own fanfic I just-

#fanfiction

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 8 hours

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Reconsidering Pandora Hearts anime, decided, why not draw a crossover with one of my favorite shows?

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 9 hours

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Fandom Problem #4834:

I hate when a fandom looks at parents in fiction and decides there are only TWO kinds of parents:

Abusive Parents OR Perfect Parents.

It's rarely as narrow as that. Some are abusive, some are flawed yet still good, some won't admit their flaws, and the list goes on and on. Similar complexities carry over to parent characters in fiction.

#fandom stuff

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 10 hours

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oh uh! rb this if ur comfy w me @ ing u randomly or sending u random asks

just like talking to u in general :D

this is open to anybody not just the gimmickverse!!

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 11 hours

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just steven universe au

#adrinette

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 13 hours

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adrien’s never been used to a lot of noise in the first place.

when he goes over to marinette’s place for the first time; its almost scary how differently they live. where he lacks, she always picks up. she fills in the silence when he doesn’t feel like talking and even more so when he cant. bouncing legs, pencils on paper, the rhythmic clicking of her sewing machine, background music because she can’t focus without it—adrien’s never been used to something other than silence. marinette makes music by just being alive. whenever they’re apart (which is never), they face time, and he listens to her hum while she sews him a jacket they worked on the design for together. full of spikes. she pricks her fingers constantly, and he’s always the one to bandage her up if he’s there (she’s too focused to stop). he walks around his empty house and feels less alone with her in his hand, even if its just on the phone. phones are made for talking, though, aren’t they? marinette never makes him feel like he has to. on bad days, neither of them have to. others, she sits him down and does his makeup. listens when he does talk. or offers to give him a piercing in which he inevitably agrees to because of course he’d let her stab him with a needle. he’d let her do anything, really. marinette’s just fine holding the eyeliner. or a needle. or his pinky finger while they walk. she hasn’t gotten used to the hand holding-thing yet.

#ml paris special #ml au

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 17 hours

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fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.

#boop

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 17 hours

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Para mí, ellos serían los padres más amorosos y liberales. Tanto el adrinette y el feligami son material perfecto para una familia, más por parte de los Graham.

#feligami

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 17 hours

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Most recent work: No End In Sight

Full summary:

What happens after Marinette & Adrien return to their dimension after the events of the Paris Special? (The Tales of Shadybug and Claw Noir) They’ve got to start somewhere… the dark street, right outside the bakery, in the freezing cold, seems as good a place as any.

Nobody ever said that returning to life on the other side of the portal would be easy. For Marinette, things are looking worse than ever. An ominous summons from the Supreme immediately upon their return leaves Marinette shaken and angry with herself, questioning every decision she’s ever made. Will an unexpected visitor help the situation… or just make things worse?

Marinette exited the side door silently and shivered, wishing she’d thought to grab her coat. Crossing the street, she kept close to the building as she made her way slowly toward the streetlamp where she’d seen the movement earlier. He was still there, slouched against the metal pole- definitely a guy, based on size and build. As Marinette drew closer and her eyes adjusted to the dim light, she could make out longish light-colored hair and a white leather jacket, dark jeans maybe. She watched from the shadows as he pushed himself off the streetlamp, standing up straight and pushing his hair out of his face to reveal a sharp jawline that was plastered over every flat surface in Paris, France, probably the world. Marinette stopped in her tracks, her breath catching in her throat. Adrien Agreste. It was Adrien Agreste watching her through the window of the bakery. Claw.

#ml fanfiction #to read

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 18 hours

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marinette blinks

#marinette dupain cheng

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 18 hours

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Good morning! I’m salty.

I think we, as a general community, need to start taking this little moment more seriously.

This, right here? This is asking for consent. It’s a legal necessity, yes, but it is also you, the reader, actively consenting to see adult content; and in doing so, saying that you are of an age to see it, and that you’re emotionally capable of handling it.

You find the content you find behind this warning disgusting, horrifying, upsetting, triggering? You consented. You said you could handle it, and you were able to back out at any time. You take responsibility for yourself when you click through this, and so long as the creator used warnings and tags correctly, you bear full responsibility for its impact on you.

“Children are going to lie about their age” is probably true, but that’s the problem of them and the people who are responsible for them, not the people that they lie to.

If you’re not prepared to see adult content, created by and for adults, don’t fucking click through this. And if you do, for all that’s holy, don’t blame anyone else for it.

#ao3 #anti censorship

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 18 hours

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London

Oops! Sorry I missed yesterday's chapter! I hope you like both of these chapters to make up for the lack of a chapter yesterday though <3

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Adrien took a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly as he held Marinette's in his. They sat across from each other on her chaise, and it had been a great, perfect, wonderful day. But the idea of going to London hung over his head. So much so, that he knew he simply had to tell her, especially as it weighed heavily on his heart.

He paused the show that they were watching, turning to look at her. "Marinette, there's something I need to tell you," Adrien began, his voice tinged with a mix of anxiety and sadness.

Marinette looked at him, concern furrowing her brow. "What is it, Adrien? You look pale. Are you alright?"

Adrien hesitated for a moment before blurting out, "My father is sending me to London."

Marinette's eyes widened in surprise, but then her expression shifted to one of concern. "London? That's... that's far away," she said softly, her voice reflecting the sadness she felt for him. She hesitated slightly before lowering her voice even further. “D-do you want to go to London?”

Adrien shook his head, his throat feeling tight. "No. I don't want to go, Marinette. I don't want to be so far from you and everyone else."

Marinette reached out to touch his cheek, her touch warm and comforting as he leaned into her palm. "But he’s forcing you to go anyway?" she murmured, her eyes brimming with tears. "Oh, Adrien, I’m so sorry."

He nodded slowly before throwing his arms around her in a tight hug, his own eyes watering. “I don’t want to leave you! I told him that I-I love you, but he just doesn’t care! He’s forcing me away anyway.”

Marinette sniffled quietly, before pulling away, swiping at her tears with the back of her hand. A look of determination that was just so... so Marinette, lit up her gaze.

“But it’s okay! W-we’ll find a way to get you to stay! I-I know that your father doesn’t like me and that I’m probably the reason why he’s sending you away. Maybe... maybe if we pretend to break up... or... or we go talk to him right now and tell him he’s being positively ridiculous!” Marinette stood up, clenching her fists as her eyes narrowed into a fierce glare.

Honestly, Adrien wouldn’t be surprised if she stormed into his house at that moment and punched his father directly in the face. But he couldn’t let her do that.

He stood up too, taking one of her clenched fists in his hand as he squeezed it tightly. Slowly, it relaxed until she entwined their fingers together, her eyes softening into a solemn gaze.

“We can’t... I-I’d love for you to stand up to him just like the other day with the pancakes.” Adrien smiled at her, brushing a stray strand of hair that had come loose from one of her pigtails behind her ear. “You were so beautiful that day. But I-I don’t think that you’re the reason my father is sending me to London.”

“What do you mean?” Marinette frowned.

“I’m not sure. It’s just that this was the very same day he told me to cherish my memories with you, and that he understood how passionate and determined you were.” Adrien’s own brow creased as he shook his head. “I’m not sure... I don’t know, I just got the sense that it was more urgent. That there was an important reason that he was shipping me off to spend time with Amelie and Félix. Something I just don’t understand yet.”

Marinette’s eyes fluttered closed as she sucked in a deep breath. Eventually, she opened them with a determined nod. “Alright then! If we can’t convince your father to keep you here, I’ll just have to sneak over to you. London is only a 2-hour ride by train. Will it be harder to see you? Sure! But we can make this work! I love you and you love me and that’s all that matters!”

A surge of gratitude and love for Marinette filled Adrien’s heart as she spoke with such determination and devotion. Leave it to her to make the best of the situation. Why had he ever been terrified of telling her?

Unable to hold back his emotions any longer, Adrien pulled her close, pressing his lips against hers in a tender, heartfelt first kiss.

Marinette melted into his lips, her arms wrapping around him as they shared a moment of closeness and reassurance. The weight of Adrien's impending departure seemed lighter as they clung to each other, their love a beacon of hope in the face of uncertainty.

Breaking the kiss, Adrien rested his forehead against Marinette's, their breaths mingling in the quiet of her room. "Thank you, Marinette," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Marinette smiled softly, brushing her fingers through his hair. "You won't have to find out. We'll figure this out together, no matter what."

Adrien nodded, a sense of determination settling within his chest. With Marinette by his side, facing whatever challenges lay ahead felt more manageable. They would navigate the distance, finding ways to stay connected despite the miles between them.

As they sat back down together, their hands intertwined once more, Adrien knew that their love was stronger than any distance or obstacle. With Marinette's unwavering support and love, he felt ready to face whatever the future held, even if it meant going to London.

Glancing down, Adrien caught the glint of his ring in the room’s dim light. There was something else he just had to tell her. If Marinette was planning on sneaking to Paris by train once in a while, he could certainly make a few trips to Paris. And his journey to her would be much faster. But he could only do so once she knew everything.

Adrien gazed into Marinette's eyes, his heart racing with both nervousness and determination. It was time to tell her. He could care less about any consequences at this point.

"Marinette," he began, his voice steady but tinged with vulnerability, "there's something else I need to tell you."

Marinette looked at him, a frown of concern between her brows. "Better or worse than you moving to London?"

With a small chuckle, Adrien shook his head. He sucked in a deep, trembling breath. “Better, I-I hope. It... it’s going to make the journey to see you much quicker.” Her frown deepened and she opened her mouth to speak but before she could, he confessed the one secret he had never shared with anyone. "I'm Chat Noir."

Marinette blinked in surprise, her eyes widening with shock. "Ch-Chat Noir?"

Adrien nodded, his gaze fixed on hers. "Yes, that's me. Chat Noir and Adrien Agreste are one and the same."

Suddenly, she burst into a fit of laughter that had him frowning with concern. "Y-you’re Chat Noir?!" Marinette managed to gasp out in between giggles.

“Yes.” His frown deepened. What was going on?

After a few more moments of intense laughter, Marinette eventually straightened up. Her bright blue eyes sparkled with pure joy. “God, that makes so much sense now. The way you both move. The way you both talk!”

She chuckled again before grinning shyly. “Well, since you told me that, I feel it’s only fair that I also tell you that I can make this journey shorter.”

“What are you talking abou-”

Adrien immediately cut himself off as Marinette slowly circled the earrings in her ears. “I-I’m Ladybug.”

There were a few moments of stunned silence that had Marinette squirming uncomfortably. When he saw her hands begin to shake, he knew she was going to start rambling. Before she could panic herself into thinking she shared too much, however, Adrien dove for her.

Wrapping his arms around her as tightly as possible, he crushed his lips against hers in a deep, passionate kiss. “I love you,” he murmured after pulling away. “So much.”

“I love you too,” Marinette stroked his cheek before connecting their lips back together in another kiss.

#ml fanfiction #adrinette #ml season 5 spoilers

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 18 hours

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Starlight

Anddd here's today's lil chapter <3. I hope you liked both of them! I'll see you tomorrow with the next chapter :)

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Marinette and Adrien sat side by side on a cozy blanket spread out on the grassy hill. The night sky above them was a canvas of twinkling stars, casting a magical glow over everything. They had chosen this spot for their date, wanting to escape the city lights and immerse themselves in the beauty of the starlit sky.

"It's so peaceful here," Marinette murmured, leaning back on her elbows and gazing up at the stars.

Adrien nodded in agreement, his eyes tracing the constellations. "Yeah, it's like we have our own little corner of the universe."

They fell into a comfortable silence, the only sound being the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze. Adrien shifted closer to Marinette, their shoulders touching as they both continued to admire the night sky.

"Look," Marinette said, pointing to a particularly bright star. "That one's my favorite. It always feels like it's watching over us."

Adrien followed her gaze, a soft smile playing on his lips. "It's like our own personal starlight."

Marinette smiled back, feeling a warmth spread through her at Adrien's words. "Exactly. And no matter where we go, we can always look up and find it there."

He reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers as they lay back on the blanket, content in each other's company and the serenity of the starlit night. They didn't need words to express the connection they felt under the vast expanse of stars, their hearts speaking a language that only the night sky could understand.

As the night deepened, Adrien began to trace patterns in the sky, connecting invisible lines between stars to form the imaginary constellations that they made up. Marinette watched him with a soft smile, captivated by the way his eyes lit up with wonder.

"You're really good at this," Marinette murmured softly, her gaze following his movements.

Adrien chuckled softly. "I used to do this a lot when I was younger. With, um, with my maman. She said that it was like finding the stories in the stars."

She nodded, scooting closer to him as she captured one of his hands in hers. She squeezed it tightly as she rested her head on his shoulder. "And what story do you see tonight?"

Adrien grinned down at her. He brushed his hand down her cheek before forcing his gaze to move back to the stars. He cleared his throat before beginning his story. "I see a tale of two souls destined to meet under the starlight. They face challenges and adventures but always find their way back to each other, guided by the same stars that brought them together."

Marinette's heart fluttered at his words, feeling the weight of their own journey reflected in the imaginary story he painted. "That was really beautiful, Adrien."

He turned to her, his eyes reflecting the starlight. "Just like you."

She felt her cheeks burn a rosy red, feeling a rush of warmth at his compliment. "Shush you! You always know how to make me feel so special."

Adrien smiled, his thumb tracing circles on the back of her hand. "Because you are special, Marinette. To me, you're like the brightest star in the sky."

She giggled, pecking a kiss on his cheek as they lay there together, lost in the moment and the magic of the starlit night. Time seemed to stand still as they shared dreams, hopes, and whispered promises under the watchful gaze of the stars. And in that quiet embrace, surrounded by the soft glow of starlight, they both felt their love strengthen even more than they had ever thought was possible.

#ml fanfiction #adrinette #fluff

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 18 hours

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parallels between exaltation and chat blanc... selkie gnawed on my ankles for this one...

#ml parallels #ml analysis #ml chat blanc #ml exaltation

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 18 hours

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I really like this dress ♥️

#ml awakening #marinette dupain cheng

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lady-de-mon-coeur · 18 hours

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Not finished, but I spent too much of my sleep on it not to post something oTL

And speaking of, if I never get a decent night’s sleep again it will be almost ENTIRELY @taylordraws‘s FAULT. Omg, Heartstrings frickin’ SLAYED me. So many feels. ALL THE FEELS. AGH. And luckily I dragged @hchano down with me (as usual) and her doodles for it have been F*CKING AMAZING, so YOU’RE WELCOME lolol

This is how I imagined the pink dress Marinette made, and I learned later that it actually looks different, so… SORRY lol

#marinette dupain cheng

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