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strrawberrymoon · 4 years

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marinette felt like she’d been losing her head the whole day — something about today, in particular, had her mind reeling. though she was no stranger to daydreaming, often managing to get through easy days on autopilot, her spacing out had gotten much worse ever since her memories started coming back— yes, memories. she was sure, so sure that these images plaguing her mind day in and day out were r e a l. it was her everyday life that had started to pale in comparison to her thoughts, seeming farther away, less hers.

still in her head, as she was hurrying back to the store, fabrics of various sizes and colors sticking out of the many bags hanged loosely over her arms— her bags falling to the ground was the first thing she noticed when she collided with a hard surface. the second thing she noticed ? she had run straight into a character from her dreams, but he was here, a real person. solid and beautiful and real real real.

❝ shit— ❞ marinette struggled to push herself off the stranger, rubbing her elbows protectively as she did. ❝ i am so sorry, i didn’t even see you... uh..., ❞ tentatively, she offered him a hand to pull his battered body off the hard pavement, wincing at his harsh words.

❝ no ! i wasn’t running, ❞ she huffed, momentarily forgetting the sense of familiarity that overwhelmed her upon first seeing the boy. kneeling down on the ground herself, marinette began collecting all of her fallen materials, stuffing them into their proper bags as hastily as she could. suddenly she felt a strong urge to run away. ❝ sorry again, ❞ her voice came out colder than she’d meant, but for reasons she couldn’t bother figuring out right in the middle of a street, he was to blame for what was happening to her, which meant she wanted as little to do with him as possible. or maybe as much as possible. either way, she refused to stand there and gawk at him while she figured it out.

♡ ╰ closed stater for marinette ! @strrawberrymoon

today in particular was hard on adrien’s mind. focus wasn’t something that came easy for a job he’s done for so long, and enjoyed just much. something had been on his mind since the moment he woke up from that incredibly detailed dream. while much of these dreams about his previous life were mundane, normal, and sometimes pretty exciting, this one was much, much different. adrien remembers looking at a girl, his hand glowing as he aimed an attack at her. there had been a reluctance, a heavy weight in his chest as he tried to hold back, tried to protect her at all costs. then there’s a bright light - brighter than anything he’s ever seen before, and agony at the loss. the loneliness; the isolation - all done by his own hand. when he works throughout his day, he doesn’t feel himself, doesn’t quite know how to smile genuinely or do the job he’s done a million times.

when he finally leaves work later at night, his head isn’t anywhere what you’d call clear. adrien is distracted and distant while he walks the streets mindlessly while he’s walking home. so distracted that he doesn’t notice her until the very last moment, the two colliding in a mess of limbs. when the back of his skull painfully hits the pavement, he lets out a long groan, hand coming up to rest on his forehead. at some point he realizes the girl had landed on top of him, and he takes a moment to take in his surroundings from the collision. “ow… run full speed at strangers often?” he immediately asks, as if he wasn’t the one who had been taken down by someone lighter than a feather, “that’s one way to sweep a guy off his feet. though, maybe next time take me to dinner first..”

#╰ ♡ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 ↷ script.#╰ ♡ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 ↷ 𝐟𝐭. adrien agreste.#i have literally not figured out how to download viable gifs to my pc so until i do that no gifs rip :(

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strrawberrymoon · 4 years

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#╰ ♡ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 ↷ aesthetic.#tw body image

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strrawberrymoon · 4 years

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she couldn’t quite help her curiosity. the figure in front of her looked so oddly suspicious, walking around as if looking for something — or someone — that was slightly out of his grasp. it seemed like the right thing to do, though stupid in retrospect, to follow him walk after him and figure out what it was that he was so intent on finding.

it hadn’t even occurred to her that this man might be able to... sense...her ?

❝ oh, uh... n-no, it’s not like that... sir. heh..., ❞ internally, she slapped herself for succumbing to her most insecure habit — the incessant stutter made a surprise reappearance more and more often ever since she started getting back these memories. here, in reality, she hadn’t stuttered since she was a little kid, but now ? it was as good as a defense mechanism against nervousness. ❝ i was only wondering if you need help finding something ? you seem a little lost. ❞ she offered him a smile, hoping that he would be so kind and look past her terrible lying skills.

Aziraphale walked through the streets of the cloud, trying to find a quiet place to sit down and read a new book he had just gotten his hands on. It was one he had been searching for for quite some time now, and he wanted to find a special place to read it. It would at least take his mind off his inability to contact Heaven…

As he came close to a local restaurant that he frequently visited, he felt a presence behind him. Stopping, the Angel tucked the book away in his jacket, clearing his throat. “I would appreciate it if you would not sneak up on me in such a way. It’s useless regardless. I can sense you.” he turned, looking at the person he had addressed. “May I help you?” he asked, “I certainly do not wish for any trouble.”

#╰ ♡ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 ↷ script.#╰ ♡ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 ↷ 𝐟𝐭. aziraphale.

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strrawberrymoon · 4 years

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*falls in love with someone who was nice to me in my dream*

#╰ ♡ 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞 ↷ musings.

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#╰ ♡ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 ↷ aesthetic.

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strrawberrymoon · 4 years

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#╰ ♡ 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞 ↷ musings.

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strrawberrymoon · 4 years

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the world seemed smaller up here. responsibilities were far away and her worries less significant when she could hear the ocean relentlessly meeting the shore.

but marinette, being marinette, managed to completely miss the pathway leading down to the beach, instead struggling not to lose her footing on the slippery rocks and fall right into an untimely death. it occured to her that maybe if she died she would simply wake up in the life from her dreams — her real life. maybe. the thought was too bizzare to hold on to, and thankfully quickly chased away by an unfamiliar voice calling out to her.

❝ whoa— ❞ the brunette yelped as the ground gave way beneath her feet, gravity deciding to kick in at the worst possible moment. she managed to catch herself, gingerly lowering her body on all fours until she hit solid ground — or, well, sand. ❝ well, um... I... ❞ marinette stood up, patting herself down for imaginary injuries, and, obviously satisfied with her lack of bleeding, grinned at the girl.

the grin, however, was not long lasting, as the mere sight of the stranger sent marinette into a flurry of almost-words. she was beautiful; but no, it didn't seem sufficient to only call her beautiful. there was something strange about her beauty, something other that was impossible for her to place. ❝ I like it here, ❞ she managed, finally. ❝ I came to sit. think. what are you doing here ?❞ she returned cheekily, as if she hadn't just been fighting for breath a second ago.

♡ ˚。𝙾𝙿𝙴𝙽 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 ! 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐒𝐀 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

the beach had always held an odd sense of nostalgia for mikasa , even before the dreams , the memories , or whatever you wanted to call them , had begun . it was a place where mikasa went and would continue to go when things got a little too much for even her , and things right now were absolutely a little too much for her . her sacred hiding spot , the rocky enclave hidden beneath the cliff that the lighthouse sat upon , was once again acting as a spot of healing for the asian as she lay against the rocky shore looking up at the spotless blue sky above her , a sky that felt like a lie when you considered everything that was happening to seemingly all of the inhabitants of the island .

frowning at the sound of someone struggling to keep their footing on the rocky shore coming closer to her secret spot , mikasa would move to rest her weight on her forearms so that she could get a better view of the newcomer . ❛ you know , as much as i enjoy seeing you struggle to get down here , there is a safer path up there . ❜ the long haired ackerman offered , squinting as she turned around to point out the aforementioned path just behind her . ❛ what are you doing here anyways ? not many people know about this spot , i’m impressed you managed to find it .

#╰ ♡ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 ↷ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭.#╰ ♡ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 ↷ 𝐟𝐭. mikasa ackerman.

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strrawberrymoon · 4 years

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『 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 ↷ ☁ 』

♡ ╰ uploading data … ⟳ 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴 ! welcome , MARINETTE DUPAIN-CHENG. a long way from miraculous: tales of ladybug and cat noir, huh ? hm … a twenty-two year old seamstress/designer who looks like JESSICA HENWICK— could be worse. i heard you were at FASHION AVENUE when we un - glitched , & you tried to find your partner in fighting crime . still the clumsy & honest type , that’s why late night walks, the smell of freshly baked bread & starwberry scented shampoo’s totally your vibe. the memory of MEETING YOUR GRANDFATHER is hazy , but maybe the miraculous earrings & personal diary waiting for you at the pawn shop’ll bring clarity. + human, female [ she/her ] , bisexual.

ʟ ᴏ ᴀ ᴅ ɪ ɴ ɢ . . .

marinette grew up a single child to two loving, supportive parents who wanted nothing more than to see their daughter happy and successful in life. for her, that meant a life of creativity — designing clothes for the greatest fashion shows in the world, lost in her own chaos of fabrics and pins and sketches.

living in paris had its advantages, especially for marinette’s dream of becoming a fashion designer. even at a young age, she had countless opportunities to prove herself and develop her talents, showcasing her works to the world’s most influential fashion icons. these challenges helped to shape marinette into a more confident, strong young woman — quite the opposite from the self-conscious, timid girl she fought so hard to grow out of.

but these weren’t the only things influencing marinette’s rapid change. she wasn’t an ordinary girl, because she had a secret. a secret life. a secret super-hero identity, ladybug. most days, she was an ordinary girl, going to school, helping her friends with their troubles and working at her paren’ts bakery. but when nobody could see, she would transform — transform by magic into a super heroine who saved paris from evil, working alongside her parnter in fighting crime, cat noir.

E̷ ̷R̷ ̷R̷ ̷O̷ ̷R̷

now an orphan, marinette never knew the unconditional love that a real family can give, nor the support and nurturing of a childhood home. she spent most of her formative years in foster care, shuffled from a bad home to a worse one, counting down the bithrdays until she could be free. it wasn’t easy, and certainly hasn’t gone without a hitch or two, but she’s made it to where she always dreamed of being — or well, she made it to a place where she can watch other people be what she’s always dreamed of being- but it’s a start.

the undenible talent she has for sewing and designing clothes has been the wind beneath her wings needed to make her soar, and she has, falling and falling, and getting up stronger each time.

her teenage years have undoubtedly been the hardest. having to grow up is no easy task for any girl, but much less for one without a permanaent home or a steady support system. not that she didn’t have friends — marinette was, in fact, grossly popular growing up. somehow, she managed to befriend every single person she ever came into contact with, and more so, she managed to make them love her. but something was missing, always just outside of her reach, always just outside of the borders of her ever-expanding imagination. as creative as marinette was, she couldn’t picture what it was like to have parents that really, truly loved her, and it was as if a part of her soul was gone because her parents were.

. . . ʀ ᴇ ʙ ᴏ ᴏ ᴛ

these dreams... they’re more like nightmares. fragments of a life she never knew, yet a life she felt homesick for. this was how things should have been: a house, two parents behind her with a safety-net ready to catch her during all of her falling (and she fell a lot, clumsy as she was). a home. a family of her own.

but a nightmare nonetheless, as it was a mere fantasy, and therefore taunting her.

sometimes they came like vision, while she was wide awake and focusing on getting through her day. on those occassions, she had a harder time dissmising them as dreams. and as weeks went by, marinette started to find herself going about her business on autopilot, more focused on her world of fantasy than the one right in front of her. images of friends she never met, feelings of love she never experienced, parents and school and a boy she loved whose name she couldn’t remember. and then there were the wild ones, the mask and magic, fighting against villains with a friend — another love? — by her side.

she only knows it in fragments, this other life, but oh, how she wants it to be true.

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𝕎 𝔸 ℕ 𝕋 𝔼 𝔻 :

𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀. someone who she met through the foster system, or during high school. they’ve been there for each other through all of life’s euphoric ups and merciless downs, and they have each other’s back no matter what. with the glitch happening, they could have confided in each other about their “dream” and/or recovered memories.

𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀. high school sweethearts gone terribly wrong. somebody who is a little older, who she would have dated straight out of turning 18. somebody who broke her heart, or someone whose heart she broke. maybe some lingering feelings? angst.

𝐅𝐖𝐁𝐬.more than anything, a stress relief. a person she goes to when the nights are too hard to face alone, or when the days are too boring to withstand without a little recklesness. maybe they aren't the best for each other, but there's a pull between them they can't seem to shake.

𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐬. she works in fashion so, duh she always needs a live mannequin to poke and prode in order to get her desgins to perfection. this is all just for her own practice, as she's not a professional designer (yet), so they are most likely friends who are willing to help her out.

#cloud:intro #i wanted to do a cute graphic too but am too tired to bother #╰ ♡ 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 ↷ script.#╰ ♡ 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭... ↷ open.#╰ ♡ 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧’𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 ↷ closed.#╰ ♡ 𝐚 𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐝𝐞 ↷ musings.#╰ ♡ 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐞 ↷ aesthetic.#╰ ♡ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟 ↷ ooc.

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strrawberrymoon · 4 years

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name / alias : leigh gender / pronouns : female + she/her where ya from ? : europe 👀 the current time : 18:53 height : 164 cm, i think that’s 5′4 job or major : double major in sociology and media communications, still grinding pet ( s ) : two dogs! one is a 7 year old maltese and the other a 3 year old cane corso favorite thing ( s ) about yourself : im a great listener and i give great advice, i’m straighforward which some people don’t like but oh well, i’m pretty adaptable. i got some nice titties any special talents ? : i can roll my tounge in any direction + crack a lot of knuckles ajkdshaj

why you joined hqclouds : i’ve been itchng to write more lately, so when love told me about their group i thought i’d give it a shot !!

meaning behind url : strawberry moon was just a recent occurance irl which was really cool + i associate marinette with strawberries for some reason, and i’m a big fan of the lady moon

last thing you googled : i’m having some issues with my michrophone and zoom so i googled how to fix it, but no dice

birthday / zodiac : leo ! my birthday is august 11th in your opinion , does your sign suit you ? : yes and no. leo’s are very misunderstood imo, but each sign has the “more popular” or well known traits and then there’s the flipside of the coin—which i think suits me more myers - briggs : ISFP / INFP moral alignment : chaotic idiot hogwarts house : gryffindor

three fictional character ( s ) you see yourself in + why : i honestly see myself in katara from atla, the whole smothering mothering routine. it’s becoming a regular thing for my friends to say “thanks, mom” or “ok, mom” so i guess i’m the mom friend. also fred weasly... he’s a twin.. i’m a twin... that’s all i need. and lastly, and very leastly, neil josten from all for the game series. most of you probably don’t know it, but he’s a demisexual chaotic idiot who says “i’m fine” way too much for someone who is most definitely not fine.

i started roleplaying : probably when i was around 16-17 was my first official roleplay experience. it was on facebook and kind of a nightmare types of rps i enjoy : i like college stuff and small town rps, but i also love plot heavy rps that push you into developing your muse. really anything that isn’t too restricting favorite fcs to use : i don’t have go-to faceclaims. i tend to make a character around a FC and then use them until i lose muse or just feel like they need to rest. switch it up a lot, but some faces that i’ve really enjoyed playing for a longer amount of time are steven kelly, cindy mello and ellen v. lora fandom ( s ) you’d like to write in : i want to write in all of the fandoms i know nothing about and look like a dumbass. also harry potter, the hunger games, avatar the last airbender, gossip girl, etc etc fandom ( s ) you aren’t in but are curious about : marvel somewhat, any video games are very fascinating to me even though i’m not a gamer + know nothing about them, any distopian kind of fandom re: hunger games

share a funny roleplay horror story : recently an admin of a twitter rp tried to use my male muse for their weird ship narrative. they tried to make him look like an asshole (& i do play assholes but this one wasn’t one) + used another male muse to make it seem as if these two boys were fighting over the person’s girl, even though she actually had a ship all lined up. they were also running the gossip twitter, so they made up a bunch of stuff about our muses without our consent and consequently i told them to fuck off, and both of us left the group. then she had no more “groupies” so she cuffed and the group closed two days later. it was petty hilarious.

fondest roleplay memory : once in an OC group, i wasn’t “technically” doing a ship with a friend, even though the characters had feelings for each other. but for some reason the status of their relationship was a hot topic group wide, meaning everybody had their nose in it and wanting to know what’s up, so they publically kept doing things to make people think they’re together while denying it in the same breath. it was really fun to let it play out like that.

favorite canon muse ( s ) to play : roy mustang from fullmetal alchemist, katara from atla, and my baby marinette favorite original muse ( s ) to play : the last original character i played and fell in love with was named alex. im obsessed with him. still doing 1 x 1 with his girlfriend. they’re having a baby, it’s all very emo and domestic. maybe i make him relapse for funsies. canon ships you can’t help but love : lupin x tonks from harry potter, korra x asami from legend of korra, danerys x daario naharis from game of thrones, katniss x peeta from the hunger games, etc... trope ( s ) you tend to be guilty of : i use the rich kid douchebag stereotype a lot. i also make a lot of my characters addicted to something to make them struggle with that.

i prefer . . . angst , smut , or fluff : bro... i am a sucker for ansgt and smut. i do fluff on special ocassions >:) long or short replies : i prefer when they start out shorter, but medium is my fave pre plotting or chemistry : chemistry all the way. plotting can be really fun but it’s a miss more often than a hit for me. plotting can be good for pre-established relationships but that’s about it sentence starters or headcanon memes : sentence starters single muse or multimuse blogs : i’ve never done a multimuse blog, and i’ve actually been super against them in the past, but i’m starting to change my mind hehe gif icons , medium gifs , or static icons : static (or none honestly)

grab the book nearest to you and pull a quote from it : ❝ You were children. was there no one to protect you? ❞ — ❝ Was there no one to protect you? ❞

what’s a quote or song lyric that speaks to your soul ? : ❝ I loved her, and sometimes, she loved me too ❞

top current celebrity crushes : zendaya, margot robbie always last movie you watched : 365 days (2020) did you like it ? : i hated it, what a waste of a perfectly good 2 hours favorite movie ( s ) of all time : harry potter franchise makes me nostalgic, perks of being a wallflower, my sister’s keeper favorite tv show ( s ) of all time : for some reason i’m obsessed with grey’s anatomy but i hate it favorite tv show that hasn’t ended : well fricking grey’s anatomy favorite series of books / novels / comics : the hunger games, harry potter sports team ( s ) you rep : my friend is into sports i rep her ksdsdj favorite video game ( s ) : the sims. i like playing animal crossing vicariously through switch owners favorite youtube channels : don’t usually keep up with yt channels but i just binged some stuff from psychology in seattle hobbies : procrastinating

what are the three non essential things you’d bring to a deserted island ? : sunglasses, hairtie, hand cream

put your music on shuffle. what six songs pop up ? :

say goodbye by skillet,

off the grid by alina baraz & khalid,

bury a friend by billie eilish,

break up with your girlfriend by ariana grande

get back by nine lashes

marry you by bruno mars (man)

personal aesthetic : growing out my hair only to always wear it in a bun dream vacation ? : i just wanna go to the seaside with my friends dream job ? : i literally can’t stand capitalism. wanna move to italy and collect berries and draw titties all day dream car ? : something that drives itself if i could live anywhere , it’d be : somewhere in canada near the woods favorite musical : mama mia? counts favorite food ( s ) : bananaaaaas, ice cream, cereal. these are all foods ok coffee order : i don’t drink coffee unwatched stuff in your netflix / hulu / etc : 13 reasons why (i’m too bored), the flash, outer banks, elite, the half of it, intersteller, locke & key aaand some stuff that’s not mine but someone else using my account

what’s a subject you know too much about + never get tired of talking about ? : idk anything about anything askldhl

#CLOUD:OOC #i am doing this now bc im avoiding studying #but it was fun hehehe #i still need to figure out a tagging system + write up an intro #which let us not kid ourseleves i'll probably end up doing by tonight #╰ ♡ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐟 ↷ ooc.

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