#how to draw eiffel tower for kids

[ari-ana-bel-la]

hiii how are you ?

can I request a dad Charles where his daughter tells everyone that she French instead of Monegasque (just like Arthur) and Charles is just losing it every time she says it

She's Monegasque, not French

It started innocently, as most things with toddlers do.

Charles was sitting in the Ferrari motorhome, his three-year-old daughter Yn nestled comfortably in his lap, her tiny hands clutching a crayon-streaked drawing of what she insisted was “Papa’s race car.” The sun was bright, the paddock buzzing with media and mechanics and laughter as the summer European leg of the season carried on in full swing.

And then it happened.

“Papa,” she said sweetly, tilting her head up at him, eyes wide and so heartbreakingly sincere, “I’m French.”

Charles blinked.

“Quoi?” he said, pulling back slightly, eyebrows lifting in gentle confusion. “Ma chérie, no, you’re not French. You’re Monegasque, like Papa.”

Yn looked at him, lips pursed, deep in thought. And then she gave a little shrug. “Non. I’m French, like Uncle Thur.��

Charles groaned softly and let his head fall back against the couch. “Not this again.”

From across the room, Arthur—lounging lazily in a chair, eating grapes like he was Caesar in a past life—choked on his laughter.

“I didn’t teach her that,” Arthur said through wheezes. “She came up with it on her own. Genius, really.”

“You encourage it!” Charles accused, pointing an indignant finger at his younger brother. “You always say you’re French!”

“Well, I am French,” Arthur said with a grin. “Monegasque passport and everything. And clearly, Yn has excellent taste.”

“Excellent taste in traitors. And Monaco is not France,” Charles muttered, pulling Yn closer as if cuddling her tightly would somehow absorb her back into Monegasque pride.

But it didn’t stop there.

No, Yn had decided. French it was.

She told the Ferrari PR team she was French when they asked where she was from. She announced it proudly to the camera when someone tried to film a cute moment with her and her dad. She whispered it solemnly to Carlos while sitting in his lap eating strawberries.

“Papa’s sad ‘cause I’m French,” she told Carlos.

Carlos, eyes sparkling with mischief, leaned in conspiratorially. “That’s okay, Princesa. I’m Spanish, and he still talks to me.”

“Does he love you?” Yn asked, dead serious.

Carlos blinked. “Yeah, I think so.”

“Then maybe he’ll still love me even if I’m French.”

Behind them, Charles face-palmed.

The drivers got wind of it quickly—because of course they did.

By the next day, the jokes were relentless.

“So,” Lando said at breakfast in the hotel, stirring sugar into his coffee like he was preparing to deliver a monologue. “Do I address her as ‘Mademoiselle Yn’ now or...?”

“She’s not French,” Charles groaned.

“She told my engineer she wants her birthday cake in the shape of the Eiffel Tower,” Max deadpanned, walking by and tossing Charles a sympathetic look. “Good luck with that.”

Even Seb, who was visiting that weekend with his kids, gave Charles a comforting pat on the back. “At least she’s not saying she’s German. Yet.”

And then there was Esteban.

“Oh, this is fantastique,” Esteban beamed, scooping Yn up in the paddock one afternoon. “You’re French, just like me!”

Yn squealed and threw her arms around his neck. “Oui!”

Charles practically melted into the tarmac. “Mon dieu…”

But it was Arthur who reveled in it most.

He started wearing a beret. A beret, for god’s sake.

One afternoon in the hospitality tent, he presented Yn with a baguette and a small fake mustache. “For my fellow French citizen,” he declared proudly.

“Merci, Uncle Thur!” Yn beamed, sticking the mustache crookedly on her nose.

“I am living in a cartoon,” Charles mumbled into his hands.

No amount of explaining helped.

“But Monaco is in France,” she argued one night while Charles tucked her into bed in the team’s motorhome. “It’s right there.”

“No, chérie,” Charles said gently, brushing her curls back. “It’s close, but it’s its own country. Like Papa said before, remember?”

“I like France better.”

He sighed and tried the next best tactic: bribery.

“If you say you’re Monegasque again,” he whispered conspiratorially, “Papa will buy you ten ice creams tomorrow.”

Yn narrowed her eyes, suspicious. “What kind?”

“Any kind. Strawberry. Chocolate. All of them.”

“Hmm…” she tapped her chin with exaggerated thought. “I still wanna be French.”

He clutched his chest. “Traitor.”

The situation hit a new peak during the Saturday driver briefing. Yn, accompanied by Carlos and Charles, had been allowed to come along briefly before things got official. She toddled in wearing sunglasses way too big for her face and a little Ferrari cap.

Yuki crouched down to her level with a big smile. “Bonjour, Mademoiselle Yn.”

“I’m French!” she declared proudly, striking a pose.

Yuki laughed. “That’s so cool! Then you must know that Uncle Pierre is also French!”

Yn froze.

All the drivers went still.

Charles raised his head slowly, eyes narrowing.

Yn’s nose scrunched up.

“…Uncle Pierre?”

“Yes,” Yuki chirped, unaware he was about to break the world’s most stubborn three-year-old. “He’s very French. Like super French.”

The silence that followed could have swallowed a pit lane.

Charles watched her face shift—concentration, confusion… and then determination.

She took off her sunglasses, turned to her father, and declared solemnly, “Papa. I’m not French anymore.”

Charles blinked. “You’re not?”

“I’m Monegasque now.”

“...Why?”

She folded her arms. “I don’t wanna be the same as Uncle Pierre.”

“WHAT?!” Pierre shouted from across the room, utterly betrayed.

Arthur was on the floor, laughing so hard he nearly cried. “Nooo! The French alliance has fallen!”

Carlos, barely holding it together, whispered, “Monaco wins.”

Charles scooped Yn up with the biggest grin he’d worn in days. “You have made Papa so proud.”

Yn patted his cheek. “Do I still get ice cream?”

He laughed, hugging her tight. “You can have all the ice cream you want, mon amour.”

Behind him, Pierre was muttering in disbelief, “What did I do? What did I do?”

And from that day on, Yn was proudly, defiantly, loyally Monegasque.

Until next week, when she decided she wanted to be Italian because “Papa’s car is red like Italy.”

And Charles just sighed into his espresso.

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Authors Note: Hey loves. I hope you enjoyed reading this story. My requests are always open for you.

-🩷🎀

[sereia4skz]

heyyy~

girlie, you’d never guess what!

hahah i think you would actually, you know me too well. Anyways, Hyunjin, you know the artist of the guys? He asked to paint me, and like, how could I say no to him??

Sooo.. one thing led to another, and he ended up, pardon my french (lol), painting me. For lack of a better phrasing.

Besides that I did get a very nice painting out of it as well.

I’ll keep you posted!

1k Followers Event | pardon my french

pairing: ferret!Hyunjin x reader

genre: smut

warnings: MDNI, hybrid features not relevant, Hyunjin takes a picture, jerking off, cum

event masterlist: #1kShootingStars

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Hey~*

An artist? Is it true they see the world differently? I wonder. Maybe he'll even take you to the Eiffel Tower? No need to go all the way to Paris. 

I kid… Maybe. 

I would ask to see the painting but I doubt it's for my eyes. Maybe keep it for the two of you?

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Hyunjin’s studio smells like charcoal, paint, and him, something citrusy and expensive that clings to the collar of his shirt. He’s quiet as he works, sitting on a stool with one leg hooked on the rung, sketchpad in his lap and fingers stained black.

You sit on the old couch against the wall, posed exactly how he told you to. Legs folded, back arched just enough to make the shirt you’re wearing, his shirt you assume, slide off one shoulder. It gapes open at the front, not enough to show everything, but enough to tease.

He’s been staring at you like you’re a piece of art. A masterpiece he’s trying to unravel with every stroke of charcoal. And maybe to him you are. 

“Stay still, mon coeur,” he murmurs without looking up, voice low and focused.

Your lips twitch. “I’m not moving.”

“You’re breathing wrong.”

You breathe out slower this time, teasing. He finally lifts his eyes and looks at you through his thick brows, smoldering, burning, it makes your heart trip, dark, hungry, like he’s barely holding himself back. His gaze flicks to your mouth, then lower. The charcoal smudged across his fingers trails onto the edge of the paper.

“You’re perfect like this,” he says quietly, almost to himself. “Like my own personal doll.” His voice is reverent, but there’s something deeper in it now. Need, maybe. Patience slowly unraveling.

Minutes pass. He draws. You stay still. But he keeps shifting in his seat, adjusting how he’s sitting, as if trying to hide the growing tension in his body. You’re the only thing in focus. Then he stands, Hyunjin’s sketchpad lying forgotten on the floor now, smudged with charcoal fingerprints and streaks of haste. He doesn’t care. He presses his lips against yours, so soft but so needy.

He’s standing in front of you, hands framing your face, eyes so dark they barely reflect the light. You’re still breathless from the kiss, lips tingling, thighs pressed together, his shirt half off your shoulders, marked by the black dust of his fingertips.

“Do you know how hard it is to concentrate,” he murmurs, voice low and smooth, “when you sit there looking like this?”

You smile faintly, but he leans in closer, so close his breath fans across your cheek. "You asked me here, artist"

“So sweet,” he whispers, brushing his lips against your ear, “so pretty. I could stare at you for hours… but right now I want to do something else.”

His fingers slide down to your neck, then your collarbone, slow and teasing, as if he’s tracing you like one of his sketches, leaving streaks of charcoal on your skin.

You shiver. “What do you want, Hyunjin?”

He hums like he’s considering it. Then leans in again, voice silk-wrapped sin. “I want you on your knees, doll. Or sitting pretty just like this. Doesn't matter.” His hand lifts your chin. “I want to jerk off to your face. Watch you watch me. Let myself make a mess of you.”

Your breath catches hard in your throat. He smiles, dark and crooked, seeing your reaction. His hand tangles in your hair, guiding it gently back behind your ear, exposing the soft line of your jaw.

“You’d let me do that, wouldn’t you?” he murmurs. “Let me cum on this pretty face? Be good for me, doll?”

You swallow thickly, skin prickling with heat, and nod. “Yes.”

His exhale is shaky, relieved. Wrecked already.

“Merde,” he groans, forehead pressed to yours for a moment. “Thank you, baby. Stay right there. Don’t move.”

He steps back just enough to undo his belt, movements slow, deliberate. You keep your eyes on him, legs parted just slightly, hands curled in the fabric of his shirt still clinging to your frame.

When he pulls his cock out, he’s already flushed, hard, leaking for you. He watches the way your gaze drops, how your breath hitches when he starts to stroke himself, slow at first, letting you feel every second of it.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” he whispers, voice trembling with restraint. “Look at you. All soft and ready for me.” His pace quickens. One hand still works over himself, the other ghosts across your cheek, thumb grazing your bottom lip.

“Can I- merde- can I get a little closer?” he asks, voice raspier now.

You nod, tilting your chin up, lips parted. He groans deep in his throat.

When he steps in, the head of his cock hovers just in front of your lips. You flick your tongue out, barely touching the tip, tasting the pre-cum. That earns you a hiss, his thighs tensing, pace stuttering.

“God, mon coeur, don’t- don’t tease,” he breathes.

But he doesn’t pull away.

He strokes faster now, moaning openly as he watches your face. Your eyes, your mouth, the way your body reacts,perfect, pliant, waiting for him. And then he’s spilling. With a sharp gasp and a guttural curse, he cums, hot and messy over your face. Thick ropes across your cheek, your lips, dripping down your chin and collarbone. His hips jerk once, twice more as he finishes, breath ragged.

You stay perfectly still, breathing shallow, mouth slightly open as his release glistens on your skin.

He stares at you like he’s just seen something divine.

“…Wait,” he murmurs, eyes wide now, awestruck. “Don’t move.”

He stumbles for his phone, quickly, hands still shaking.

“Stay just like that,” he says, voice barely above a whisper. “You look- merde, you look too good like this.”

He snaps the photo, stares at it for a moment, lips parted.

Then he looks back at you, the corner of his mouth twitching up. “I need to paint this.”

You blink, still catching your breath. “Seriously?”

He grins. “Seriously. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.”

He leans in again, thumb tracing the corner of your mouth where his cum is still slick, pushing some of it into your mouth.

“My perfect little doll,” he whispers. “Let me keep you like this just a little longer, I'll paint later.”

And with that his lips are on yours. 

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[worldchorusarchive]

World Chorus Headcanons

I wanted to show you some of the characters I’ve been building over the last (almost) 5 years, so I hope you all enjoy it!

Though the Archive doesn’t exactly have any “goals”, I hope this year it keeps growing, and more and more people find it!

Another small note is I absolutely love it when I receive fanart, art trades, anything! So feel free to DM me on Instagram for any of those, at GoldenHeartArt_, or contact my email WorldChorusArchivist@gmail.com. Alternatively, come “attack” me in July on ArtFight, and all your beautiful art will be saved to my phone folder so I can admire it forever <3

Today I bring you another, more creative, post! These are some of my headcanons for the various kids who live in World Chorus, as well as the group as a whole! I’ve spoken about them before, but I’d like to expand on how I view each of the characters, how they differ from their canon counterparts, and the group as a whole!

Here we go!

Full group headcanon:

If any of the World Chorus kids (except Jules, Zuri and Rouge) step outside the glass windows, they fall through and become little 3D dolls! They’re about as tall as a funko pop would be, and Jules leads them, both as their conductor and their older brother figure

Any silhouettes on the wall can come alive and 3D, and also the ones around Jules, as seen above.

The entire group is a choir and band called The World Chorus

When a character lives in a country, this is only in animation. When 3D, they all call the World Chorus building their home

During park hours, they can’t leave their animation windows, and perform the same loop over and over, essentially being unaware they do so. But when they’re doing concerts, special events, or it’s nighttime, they have free will.

They can’t eat when in 3D form, but due to animation logic, they can when they’re in their screens.

The characters on the exit banner don’t come to life (so far, I might change this one day, but it’s due to the fact that Jules is depicted outside of the Eiffel Tower, and for continuity I don’t like having more than one Jules running around!)

Jules can step inside the glass by putting his hand on it, but any Jules in the animation is either a representation of him inside the Eiffel Tower (such as in the choir scene, I imagine that is just him in performance mode), or pre-recorded (such as with Abby and Addi.)

Jules:

The conductor of World Chorus

Zuri’s boyfriend

Obsessed with music and composing

Speaks French and English though he typically speaks in English

He can play any instrument due to his programming, and is in charge of managing sheet music for various things, like when it’s a small world appears in Disney On Ice

He takes care of all the World Chorus kids and acts as their older brother

He’s very sweet and kind and very caring toward the other people, and can be quite humble and easily charmed, but he always practices self-care too!

His baton is sentient and sometimes moves on its own, and is VERY mischievous and troublesome when it wants to be, though most of the time it behaves and does music magic properly (he takes sheet music off the page and levitates it to make sound and music)

Jules has a switch on his shoulder that allows him to be powered on and off (all small world dolls do)

His bowtie turns pink/red when he gets flustered/blushes, especially around Zuri

He has many different suits, some more casual, some more fancy, all matching the ones he wears in the attraction and some I’ve designed for him

(Very self-indulgent but whatever he’s basically my OC after 5 years of drawing him), he’d remember me from when I was young and be happy I still remember him and make art/do crafts of him etc

He’s got a (fictional) father figure in an older cast member named Jean, because originally I was gonna name him Jean but I thought it didn’t sound right, so very early on he got renamed to Jules!

He and the rest of the dolls are mentally around 10 years old, and cannot age physically OR mentally (some of the World Chorus kids are mentally younger but none of them exceed 9, and Rouge would be closer to 11 maturity-wise)

He’s a bit shy about singing but he will occasionally join in if he’s convinced to do so, usually by the other World Chorus kids or by Zuri

Jules’s relationships:

Zuri (Girlfriend)

Rouge (Older brother)

The rest of the kids (Family)

Jean (father figure)

Me (Bestie :D)

Zuri:

A doll who lives inside the ‘it’s a small world’ ride

Jules’s girlfriend

She leads the tambourine troupe inside the ride

She really likes Esmerelda

She can be feisty and hates when anyone insults Jules or leaves the boats in the rides (which unfortunately is becoming more and more common)

She’s got a unique angle on fashion due to her choice to wear a niqab, and likes coordinating her outfits to make sure it looks good 

She used to not like Rouge but nowadays sees him as a sort of older brother, since he calmed down and stopped being so blinded by his selfishness.

Zuri’s relationships:

Jules (Boyfriend)

Rouge (Older brother)

The rest of the kids (Family)

Rouge Rose:

A doll who lives inside the ‘it’s a small world’ ride

He used to be way more antagonistic and selfish, but he calmed down and became much nicer, since his programming was changed by the cast members after an incident

He learned more about morality and faces a lot of guilt deep down for how he treated Jules and Zuri back then, and wants to atone for what he did, acting as an older brother to both of them and in turn, the rest of the World Chorus kids

Rouge didn’t originally come from the ride, rather a Paris Fashion House where the cutthroat environment was what he was programmed for, as he was a doll used to model clothes in a shop window instead of a singing, dancing doll

Since he doesn’t have performing arts talent, he manages technical things like the curtain or lighting (he sings like a seagull TOT)

Rouge’s relationships:

Zuri and Jules (Younger siblings)

The rest of the kids (Family)

Arthur:

Likes to design things and play games (as evidenced by him creating the poster with Pascal)

He’s very easy to make laugh, and he likes watching Pascal’s cat cause mischief. He likes to tell jokes with Lorenzo

He’s the graphic designer of World Chorus, but also sings in Dutch and can speak French and German. He’s Belgian.

He’s friendly with Julia since she likes his posters a lot

Arthur’s relationships:

Pascal (Best friend)

Lorenzo (Close friend)

Julia (Friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Pascal:

Also likes to design things, and loves cats

He’s a gamer too but often gets beat by Arthur, which causes them to bicker playfully.

Friends with Moses and Victoria as well, sharing his love for cats with Victoria

He helps Jules organize all the concerts and designs posters with Arthur. He also sings in Arabic.

Pascal’s relationships:

Arthur (Best friend)

Moses and Victoria (Close friends)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Some of these guys don’t have names yet! ^^;

Moses:

In charge of distributing the sheet music amongst everyone due to his fax machine

Sings in Arabic and enjoys performing with Jules

Has a fear of the dark

Can sight read (I’m jealous TnT)

The first one who discovered they could leave their screens and go into reality as little 3D dolls!

Friends with Pascal and they often harmonize together when singing 

Moses’s relationships:

4 friends (Best friends)

Pascal (Close friends)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family- Moses sees Jules as a bit of an older brother figure.)

Others:

American cowgirl is feisty and likes to compete, she sings whilst Lucky plays guitar often

Japanese-African boy is calm and sometimes teased due to being short, he’s a bit of a pushover. He sings in Japanese most of the time.

German boy has a twin sister and likes to play football and violin

German girl lives in France and is pen pals with her brother. She loves fashion and is friendly with Juli.

Miguel:

Always practicing guitar and breaking strings, so Jules has them on hand for him.

Jules likes to ask him for help with chords and harmonies

He speaks French, Spanish, English, and Portuguese!

He likes to talk to Adrian, since they can get into mischief when together!

He’s also friendly with Lucky, and since they both play guitar, they either play together or have little rival jam sessions, with Jules usually being forced to judge and calling them both his little winners XD

Miguel’s relationships:

Charlotte (Best friend)

Adrian (Close friend)

Lucky (Close friend)

Jules (older brother figure)

The rest of the kids (Family)

Charlotte:

Loves pastries, milkshakes and hot chocolate, which is why she goes to the cafe so often! (Even though dolls can’t really eat, but it’s cartoon logic right?)

She loves flowers, especially roses, and explores the foliage outside the ride a lot with Olivia

She loves hanging out with Miguel and how he plays his guitar. She admires him and wants to learn, so he’s taught her a little.

She talks in French with Jules and Miguel, but English with everyone else, and sometimes interchanges depending on who she’s with.

She’s Celine’s penpal!

Charlotte’s relationships:

Miguel (Best friend)

Olivia (Close friend)

Celine (Friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Lucky:

Usually chilled out, but can be enthusiastic to join in depending on what Jules plans for the group, especially if it involves going to Frontierland

He likes to dance with his best friend Daphne, and knows quite a few styles of dancing

He’s also friends with the ginger cowgirl, one of Moses’s friends, and plays guitar whilst she sings.

He admires one of my other OCs, Clyde, who is part of my little group of ‘Park Protectors’, and a fellow cowboy.

He likes adrenaline rushes, so he always begs Jules to take him on Big Thunder after the park closes, and wants to solve all the mysteries of Thunder Mesa, even though he’s supposed to stay in World Chorus most of the time.

Lucky’s relationships:

Daphne (Best friend)

Ginger Cowgirl (Close friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Daphne:

Speaks English and Spanish, and interchanges them when she’s with someone like Miguel.

She’s the one who taught Lucky how to dance, and knows many different styles, so she often choreographs their performances at concerts.

She sings in their choir, and sometimes Lorenzo lets her borrow his stage for practice.

Surprisingly, she’s good at cooking, even though dolls can’t exactly eat, but she helps the cast members occasionally.

Daphne’s relationships:

Lucky (Best friend)

Lorenzo (friend)

Miguel (friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Makoto:

Loves cherry blossoms and cute, soft things

He likes to digitize sheet music, so Jules often goes to him for help with it

He’s often sleepy and stays indoors, but will go outside if it’s with his best friend Diego

He can be very sweet and warm, and is pretty chill with everyone, but he can get annoyed at Alex and Conrad’s bickering

He speaks English and Japanese, and wants to go to Tokyo Disney Resort with his family

He’s pretty good with tech, which is an advantage when it comes to an attraction all about telecommunications, and he can fix most things!

Makoto’s relationships:

Diego (Best friend)

Alex and Conrad (friends but he keeps them in line)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Diego:

Super enthusiastic all the time, like he’s on a sugar high

He’s one of the youngest, but he insists on being taken seriously despite that

He likes to wake up early and sleep late, and tries to get Makoto out of bed even though Makoto loves his sleep

He likes to sing the music Makoto digitizes, so insists Makoto sends it to him every time

Despite how fun and silly he can be, Diego really cares about everyone, and loves his family dearly

Diego’s relationships:

Makoto (Best friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Julia:

A huge dog person

She loves to collect posters, so she’s friendly with Arthur and likes to see what he designs.

Posters also often hold special memories for her, like trips or concerts, which is why they mean so much to her

She enjoys singing and likes to train her voice with Victoria, and the two often talk about cats and dogs together

Her orange card is special to her, since it lets her rewatch videos of the past concerts, similarly to the one Abigail and Adrian have, and since it’s precious to her, she takes it with her everywhere.

She can be a bit introverted but she loves hugs.

Juliette often encourages her to dress how she likes and makes her custom outfits, such as the art of her dressed like ShellieMay.

Julia’s relationships:

Victoria (Best friend)

Spot (Her favourite doggo)

Juliette (Close Friend)

Arthur (Friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Lorenzo:

Tells jokes and puns all the time since he’s a silly boy

He helps Jules with choreography alongside Daphne, and lets her borrow his theater sometimes 

He also gets along well with Harry, letting him borrow his theater too.

He’s best friends with Olivia, and likes to spend time with her and her dog, Spike.

He loves technical stuff, so he gets excited whenever technicians visit World Chorus

Lorenzo’s relationships:

Olivia (Best friend)

Harry (Friend)

Daphne (Friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Olivia:

Can be quite shy, but gets talkative when she’s with Lorenzo

Likes to explore foliage with Charlotte 

She loves cycling and playing with her dog Spike, something she has in common with Julia

She also really likes listening to music and singing, but her favourite thing to do is watch Lorenzo onstage, since she admires his confidence in performance

Olivia’s relationships:

Lorenzo (Best friend)

Charlotte (Close friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Victoria:

A huge cat person

Loves to sing and has her own little recording studio setup, which was kindly made for her by Jules

Usually Jules asks her to help him test harmonies and vocals, and she encourages him to sing with her even though he’s a bit shy about his voice

She has an older brother named Harry and they can be a bit competitive with each other, doing singing battles etc, but they also love each other very, very much.

Pascal also likes cats, so they get along well

Victoria’s relationships:

Julia (Best friend)

Harry (Older brother)

Frisky (Her cat)

Pascal (Close friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Leonardo:

Refuses to walk anywhere, only to use his plane, and complains about his feet hurting a lot haha

His plane can turn 3D if he flies it through the glass, just like everyone’s instruments, pets, etc

He was given his green scarf by Hans, his best friend.

He wears his headphones even outside of his plane because they provide him a certain amount of security, comfort, and he likes to listen to music with them (relatable)

Leonardo’s relationships:

Hans (Best friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Hans:

Likes to read messages from Leonardo when he can’t visit him, but also loves to fly in his plane whenever they’re together

He’s Leo’s best friend and loves to give him presents

His dog, Patches, comforts him when he’s scared or lonely, as he gets a bit of stage fright before performances

He likes to dance despite this, so he admires Lorenzo and Daphne from afar, because he’s a little introverted

He’s Conrad’s cousin, but unlike Conrad, he’s a lot more soft and sweet, which makes him a bit of a pushover. He does love his big cousin though, and really enjoys spending time with him.

Hans’s relationships:

Leonardo (Best friend)

Patches (Beloved doggo)

Conrad (Cousin)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Abigail:

Adrian’s fraternal twin

Despite how different they look, she can be similar to him in terms of personality, and they like to do things together, since their interests complement each other

Abigail loves music and the idea of exploring the ocean

She read the book 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea, and prefers it to the movie, but her favourite character is Captain Nemo, and she often gets Jules to read her the book as a bedtime story.

She calls Adrian ‘Addi’

Abigail’s relationships:

Adrian (Twin)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Adrian:

Abigail’s fraternal twin

Despite how different they look, he can be similar to her in terms of personality, and they like to do things together, since their interests complement each other

Sometimes he can get into mischief with Miguel if they’re together too long, like playing pranks on Jules or sneaking up on him and scaring him!

Adrian loves music and wants to be a pirate

He loves Pirates of the Caribbean, both the ride and the movie series, and his favourite characters are Jack Sparrow, Elizabeth Swann, Will Turner, Henry Turner and Carina Smyth

He calls Abigail ‘Abby’

Adrian’s relationships:

Abigail (Twin)

Miguel (Close friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Hahn:

A huge animal enthusiast, he’s good with them so he acts as a pseudo vet as well as singing with the others

He’s a bit of a social butterfly, since he’s easy-going and finds making friends comes naturally to him

He has tribal lineage and likes to teach his friends about diverse customs and traditions

He loves his parrot Feathers, and refuses to be separated from him

He also likes playing outside and exploring nooks and crannies, he’s a bit infamous for his curiosity and tendency to poke around where he shouldn’t!

Hahn’s relationships:

3 friends (Best friends)

Feathers (Favourite lil birb!)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Friends of Hahn:

The eskimo girl can be shy and talks less than everyone else, sometimes preferring to write instead of speak, but Hahn easily interprets what she’s thinking. She likes to listen to Lumina, and her favourite member is Emilio

The Japanese girl is very organized, which comes in handy for Jules since she’s the type of person to have a thousand ‘to-do’ lists already made for him. Hahn is good at getting her to lighten up though when she overthinks and becomes stressed, since he’s good at helping her relax. She’s usually online, and listens to music when she’s working. She doesn’t appreciate being called short, which typically happens a lot!

The European boy is very chatty and energetic, and is closest with Hahn out of the trio. He often loses sleep due to going on calls or hanging out late with Hahn, but he’s got a bit of a fear of bugs and doesn’t like getting dirty, so sometimes he gets a bit grouchy if Hahn makes him go outside!

Helen:

Leader of the small choir, and one of the oldest and most mature of the World Chorus kids.

She’s friendly with Juli since Juli designed their choir outfits and she finds them beautiful.

She’s known for her punctuality, and has an alto voice, which compliments Priscilla’s soprano voice very well.

She’s good with hair and likes to style Priscilla’s, the two of them are pretty close.

She’s also best friends with Brittany, and treats her like a little sister just like Mark.

I like to think Helen, Brittany and Priscilla would have girly nights sometimes where they watch Disney movies and play dress-up

Helen’s relationships:

Priscilla (Best friend)

Brittany (Best friend)

Juliette (Close friend)

Rest of the choir (Close friends)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Mark:

Very relaxed and chill, but also known for his talent at keeping the choir in order, and stopping Brittany and Christopher from being too rowdy.

He ‘s best friends with and protective of Brittany, since she reminds him of his little brother, Harold, who lives in Ireland whilst he lives in England.

He often phones Harold, and checks up on him since he can be a little protective, despite the fact Harold is quite independent.

If he ever played it, I imagine he’d find Hero a little relatable from Omori.

He organises when the choir practices, and is a peacekeeper like Helen

Mark’s relationships:

Brittany (Best friend)

Rest of the choir (Close friends)

Harold (Little brother)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Christopher:

The shortest of the group and subjected to height jokes quite often

He likes to tell jokes and is often the funniest person in the room, sometimes rivalling Lorenzo with his humor!

He’s very enthusiastic about performing and always gives it 110%

He sometimes gets into little arguments with Brittany, mostly about stupid stuff like who sings better.

He likes Priscilla taking care of him and goes quite soft around her, whereas with the others he can be a bit brash and boastful if he gets in a mood, but with Priscilla he’s got a lot of respect for her and sees her like a big sister.

Christopher’s relationships:

Priscilla (Best friend)

Rest of the choir (Close friends)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Priscilla:

Shyest girl in the choir, but she really brightens up when onstage

She’s very sweet and warm, and likes to show love through acts of care, like getting everyone blankets when they’re tired from a long day of practice.

She’s got a soprano voice and can reach tough high notes with it

She usually doesn’t say much, but she likes spending time with the other girls and Christopher, who really warms up to her, but she’s a peacekeeper like the other two older members.

Her favourite princesses are Snow White and Cinderella, and she likes to dress up like them

She’s the girliest out of the choir, and Jules got her some autographs from the princesses as a gift, by scanning them and shrinking them down for her!

Priscilla’s relationships:

Christopher (Best friend)

Helen(Best friend)

Brittany (Best friend)

Rest of the choir (Close friends)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Brittany:

Quite chatty and friendly, but bickers sometimes with Christopher

She’s often hanging around Mark, and he likes to do nice things for her, like play pretend or games like hide and seek

She’s good with tech and organises the video calls for Jules to conduct them over, since working remotely is how they have concerts.

She loves when Helen styles her hair, and always finds new hairstyles for her to try

She’s good at coaxing Priscilla out of her shell sometimes, and helps her calm her nerves before shows.

Brittany’s relationships:

Mark (Best friend)

Helen (Best friend)

Priscilla (Best friend)

Rest of the choir (Close friends)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Alexandra:

She can be quite feisty, especially with Conrad, but she’s a sweet girl underneath

She secretly wants to be friends with Conrad, but doesn’t know how to approach him, and it’s the same vice versa

She likes to curse in Russian and uses the word ‘svo-lach’ a lot, but Jules censors it with his symphonies

She loves her goldfish Bubbles with all her heart, and will fight you if you try to separate them

She’s got a good fashion sense and loves trying on new clothes, making her a good friend to Juli!

She’s Alberto’s best friend and complements his quieter nature with her loud and fun personality, and she helps him step out of his comfort zone!

She likes Makoto but gets slightly afraid of his fury whenever he loses his chill

She has a big sister in Lumina, Polina, and knows a little balalaika thanks to her! She really admires Polina and loves when she visits!

Alexandra’s relationships:

Alberto (Best friend)

Juli (Close friend)

Makoto (Friend)

Bubbles (Beloved fishy)

Conrad (Rival)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Alberto:

He’s a gondolier and loves sailing through Venice, often passing Tito and his other gondolier friend

He wears a headscarf and often gets advice from Zuri about styling it, since she wears a niqab

He prefers long sleeved clothes more than short sleeved, and usually layers them to keep warm

He likes to go to cafes after sailing, and likes Italian opera!

Alberto’s relationships:

Alexandra (Best friend)

Zuri (Close friend)

Tito (Friend)

Gondolier (Friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Conrad:

He can be argumentative and insults people often, but underneath he’s very insecure and wants to be brave, often going to great lengths to prove himself

He secretly wants to be friends with Alexandra, but doesn’t know how to approach her, and it’s the same vice versa

He curses in German often, using the word ‘nervige’, and Jules blocks it out with his symphonies

He’s one of the oldest and wants to be perceived as more mature than he actually is

Since he’s Hans’s older cousin, he can be a little protective of him, but also tries to impress him when they’re together. He does love him a lot though, and would do anything for him.

He teaches Ken how to play piano, and is a bit of a prodigy when it comes to it, often helping Jules figure out melodies

He loves bluebirds and has many of them as pets, and they can understand him when he speaks, too!

He’s also a little spooked whenever Makoto loses his chill haha!

Conrad’s relationships:

Ken (Best friend)

Bluebirds (Beloved birbs)

Hans (Cousin)

Alexandra (Rival)

Makoto (Friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Ken:

Conrad’s best friend, and is being taught piano by him!

He dreams of being a world-class pianist and owning his own grand piano like Conrad’s, but for now Conrad is happy to share.

He likes to stay indoors and can be a bit shy, but he likes Conrad’s bluebirds and plays with them sometimes

He and Alberto have their softness in common, but they don’t get to talk often since they’re usually dragging Conrad and Alex away from ripping each other to pieces! 

Ken’s relationships:

Conrad (Best friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Tito:

A shy gondolier who likes to sing

He’s very empathetic and always gives his friends a listening ear, as well as treating everyone around him warmly and kindly

He has vitiligo and he’s learned to love how unique it makes him look

He’s friends with the gondolier on the screen and they sail together

Tito’s relationships:

Gondolier (Best friend)

Juli and Harry (Close friends)

Alberto (Friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Juliette:

A French fashion designer who loves to make her own clothes

She adores all styles of clothes and loves to make them, she can be a bit persnickety about her designs, but she’s meticulous with jewels and trims, having both Alice Davis and Janice Jones as her inspirations!

She designed the choir outfits the group wear, and Jules really loves how they turned out

She’s friendly with Julie, Helen, Alexandra, and the German girl, since they all love her outfits!

She can be the most impulsive in her trio, and a bit stubborn sometimes, but Harry finds her easy to cool down. 

Juli’s relationships:

Tito and Harry (Close friends)

Julie (Close friend)

Helen (Close friend)

Alexandra (Close friend)

German girl (Close friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Harry:

Oldest of his trio, and loves to sing and act

He cares for Victoria a lot, but they can have a competitive streak too!

He sometimes borrows Lorenzo’s theater to practice his acting, since he dreams of being an actor

He’s very much similar to Mark in that he’s good at keeping the others in his group out of trouble and cares for his younger sibling

He can be quite formal and polite at times, but he’d never judge anyone and always tries to see the best in them, rather than looking down on them or something like that.

Harry’s relationships:

Victoria (Little sister)

Juli and Harry (Close friends)

Lorenzo (Friend)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Fiyero:

Stubborn and impatient, with a short temper

He’s always stuck waiting for his sleepy bull to wake tf up so he gets annoyed a lot

He plays the castanets, and he’s one of the younger members of the band, so he’s forgiven for his short fuse, and Jules finds it a bit endearing since he’s willing to fight for what he loves.

He doesn’t actually fight his bull, just play fights him, and his bull is like his pet so they don’t harm each other and it’s just a fun thing for them.

Fiyero’s relationships:

Bull (ANGY at him but also loves him, he wouldn’t actually fight him, they’d just playfight)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Dominic:

Part of the “CGI gang” who can pop out of the Small World Small Talk screens!

He’s sweet and cheerful, and he loves learning about new culture and talking to his friends through the phone

He’s Cuban, and likes to dance occasionally, but mainly enjoys singing and hanging out with his friends

His favourite thing of all is to travel the world and explore new places, since he’s endlessly curious!

Dominic’s relationships:

CGI gang (Best friends) 

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Celine:

Part of the “CGI gang” who can pop out of the Small World Small Talk screens!

She’s Canadian and speaks and sings in both French and English

She loves anything and everything to do with flowers, so she’s friendly with Charlotte, and sometimes sees Olivia when they’re together

She likes hearing all of Dominic’s stories about where he’s travelled to.

Celine’s relationships:

CGI gang (Best friends) 

Charlotte (Friend) 

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Palila:

Part of the “CGI gang” who can pop out of the Small World Small Talk screens!

She’s a Polynesian girl who loves to dance, and she’s one of the most energetic people in the entire World Chorus, rivalling Dominic

She’s a fun and kind girl who’s very passionate about the ocean and protecting the creatures of the world, being an environmentalist 

She does beach cleanups with the CGI gang when they’re not remotely chatting

Palila’s relationships:

CGI gang (Best friends) 

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

Harold:

Part of the “CGI gang” who can pop out of the Small World Small Talk screens!

He’s the youngest in the CGI gang and lives in Ireland, away from his big brother Mark.

He likes to dance, so he and Palila get along really well

He was the one who discovered the CGI gang could leave the CGI phone boxes like the rest of the World Chorus, and looks up to the other World Chorus kids and wants to be like them (it’s cute since he’s still discovering what makes him unique, in a sense)

He likes to talk to Mark on the phone, and despite having a good heart he can be mischievous! 

Harold’s relationships:

CGI gang (Best friends) 

Mark (Big Brother)

The rest of the kids + Jules (Family)

[thatgirlissopeculiar]

Dream’s dnf fanart likes

August 23rd

George and Dream bts of the Everest music video, George wearing the too big cat ear beanie

two different versions of baby!Dream telling the moon to wake up and kid!George waking up

various doodles of behind the scenes of the Everest music video, top left: George and Dream, George wearing the too big cat ear beanie, bottom left: Dream putting a lei around George's neck, right: the DTeam looking at Mt Everest

three versions of itt!dnf hanging from a dandelion

itt!Dream looking at itt!George, who is upside down from the top of the image (plus a tweet Dream liked of the artist celebrating him retweeting the art)

itt!George getting flustered while taking a picture of itt!Dream

Dream laying in the snow, George on top of him from the bts of the Everest music video

itt!George calling the the spectral fish they're riding on 'beautiful', itt!Dream looking at him and agreeing

George and Dream looking at each other, in black and white

a pencil drawing of George and Dream from the Everest music video bts, George in the too big cat ear beanie

Dream leaning his chin on George's shoulder, both wearing star cat ear beanies

soup!George and roll!Dream

itt!Dream and itt!George holding hands

Dream and George bts of the Everest music video, George in Dream's cat ear beanie

soup guy and cinnamon roll guy

a gif of 'Dream' and 'George' in front of the Eiffel Tower, 'DNF' and blue and green hearts above them, a big subscribe button below them

Dream holding an umbrella out over George

blob!dnf in a field, under a rainbow

close ups of band au dnf, George with blue in his hair and blue make up in a star around one eye, Dream with green in his hair and green make up in streaks under his eyes

Dream, mask on, ruffling George's hair, hearts above his head

itt!Dream and itt!George reaching out to each other

George and Dream, George wearing the too big cat ear beanie

cinnamon roll!Dream and soup!George

c!George in a mushroom hat, c!Dream in a green hoodie

a puppy and their green and blue art &lt;3

various little blob!dnf doodles

a redraw of a screenshot of George and Dream from the DTeam Santa Monica Pier stream

tiny!dnf standing beneath some mushrooms, holding hands

various Everest music video bts moments, including Dream leaning super close behind George

Manager Ken and Dream in the studio, Dream sitting on the floor writing in a book, Ken holding a guitar and telling Dream to tell 'him' how he feels

[ohrival1412]

Phantom Lady/Chikage x Kaitou 1412/Kuroba Touichi, I love how she is implied to have taught him some disguise and thieving skills and have been the scarier one (horror make up and making people believe she injured them) and he only became such a showy thief to draw attention away from her so she could safely fade away into obscurity after one of her 'thief for hire' jobs went south. The more vigilante-side of Kid was inspired by her, as she mainly targeted the rich and corrupt. She also dealt a lot with forgeries.

UH, I HATE AND LOVE THEM SO MUCH.

Chikage's twisted and macabre humor is always so fun to me, I wish we could see more of that side of her. While Toichi is more elegant, she is chaotic. I can see her making pranks while Toichi sees her, sighs and smiles "She's so crazy, I love her."

Well Toichi isn't much better like he just meet her, save her life, promised to free her from being a thief, kissed and and that ending... it was almost a proposal, right? ??? that was such a weird but great speedrun.

After that, maybe they lived in Paris for a while, going on dates at the top of the Eiffel Tower to take in the scenery. Toichi may have occasionally joked by asking her if she would like to fly down on his hang glider.

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Let's Rewind! Toast watches Voltron: Defender of The Universe (1984)

I now have access to pretty much every animated version of Voltron and now after around 7 years of being a Voltron fan and amateur archivist, I'm finally sitting down to watch (or rewatch) every Voltron show to see how it's grown over its legacy, starting with Dotu!

Season 1, Episode 1 - Space Explorers Captured

Starting off strong, the intro is pretty cool in my eyes, no wonder this was burned into so many kids heads when it was airing It also reminds me of Danny Phantom and how the backstory was in the opening, same thing here to get into the action lol

It's Hunk and Keith! NOT, the first shots we "see" of them aren't actually them! It's reused footage from Vehicle Voltron of the characters Jeff and Rocky, you can tell by the uniforms (and y'know faces)! This feeds my hc that the boys originally were part of the explorer though >:D

I love the way this art style, or like any 80s-90s anime, draws space, it's so pretty like CMON Also, I never realized that the boys got to Arus WHILE it was being taken over, I swear I remembered that Arus was already a wasteland so-to-speak by the time they got there

GOD SVEN'S DOPEY ACCENT IS SO NICE TO HEAR, I'VE MISSED IT SO MUCH I did notice that the city destruction image was later reused for Balto, which in the original GoLion anime is from Earth's destruction! NOT THE EIFFEL TOWER JUST BEING DESTROYED WHILE KEITH IS SAYING THE ARUSIANS GOT TO SAFETY MY GOD I KNOW TOO MUCH

First look at the pilots! Very 80s from what I think the vibe is, but also very personalized! Knowing their character traits, it fits them pretty well for the most part

"This isn't the first time [the team] has been in a tight spot" NOT THE FIRST TIME, YOU SAY? INCH RESTING

"[There was a legend that a castle of lions] held the secret of the super robot Voltron, Voltron could save them" YOU'RE PUTTING YOUR FAITH IN A LEGEND THAT MAY NOT EXIST?? LIKE EVENTUALLY THEY'RE RIGHT BUT OOOOO IS THE GARRISON USELESS, ESPECIALLY BECAUSE THEY ONLY SENT A TEAM OF FIVE INTO AN ACTIVE HOSTILE TAKE OVER ignoring the fact that they said they were too far to help anyway

The team literally got captured and yet the dialogue they chose was "we need to eject, it's better than crash landing, let's go!" ??? I think this was reused dialogue from episode 2 that they just plugged in

What a rad design for a villain, like he looks so fucking cool. I generally forget that he's reptilian almost vs his barbie doll looking son Maybe the subspecies of Drule he's a part of is reptilian! Holy shit Zarkon's eyes started flickering, is this guy cybernetic too??

PIDGE'S SQUEAKY TOY VOICE IS STILL SO FUNNY TO ME AND IT'S EVEN BETTER BECAUSE HIS VA (Neil Ross) ONLY TOSSED IT OUT FOR SHITS AND GIGGLES BUT THE PRODUCERS LOVED IT SO MUCH THEY FUCKIN KEPT IT

My god is the voice acting funny, Commander Yorak's weak grunt when slashing at slaves is everything

The Doomites are VERY different looking compared to Zarkon or even Lotor, probably another subspecies of the Drule race This time they look kind of batty? Yeah, that's it

I wonder what era their clothing is inspired by, obviously there's some creative liberty, but a lot of these clothes scream nobility to me also screams clowns but shhh lol

"What should we name this new robeast your Majesty?" "Uhhh Blue" Really had no creativity with this robeasts name guys

More really cool alien designs, I have to remember I can let loose when designing other species lol

Oh interesting, I thought the team fought alongside the rest of the slaves in the ring but Zarkon saved em for last Also, the fact that the guys were legitimately branded is insane, the dialogue makes it seem like they were all separated for it, but I refuse to think they'd let any of each other get taken away for it also they're called tattoos not brand, definitely censorship

ah yes Pidge's mad hops. Knowing he's from Balto, this is just telling me that my high gravity hc for the planet was right because there are only a few but very specific reasons why he'd be able to do that and being human ain't one of em

"Ugly virds" -Sven again some of these line deliveries are so funny, like every single one of svens just makes me laugh

the sound effects for Pidge jumping back down is also peak comedy oisndv

Lance's sass is always welcomed on this blog omg, the moody tendency is showing from his GoLion counterpart

"We're space explorers and we need space!" CATCH ME CRYING MYSELF TO SLEEP, THERE'S A REASON WHY THAT'S ON THE DESC OF MY BLOG NOW

If you hear laughing it's me LMAO

But actually, though, they're being treated kind of well in terms of being captured. The team never fights in the arena and when they're pretending to sleep as the guards are coming to take them over they just leave them be and reason that the boys will fight better tomorrow

those are some weak ass bars if Hunk can bend them

[Lance hands Keith a rock] "Don't miss" my humor is broken, and I'm laughing too much at a simple line

Hunk being afraid of heights is such a human characteristic to give him, and I mean that like it really feels like he's a person by giving him something that lots of people find silly or even relatable! (like me ha)

Their plan to escape was going level by level down with rope, except Keith fucking GETS DOWN WITHOUT THE ROPE It's ok, they hitched a ride ON A GIANT FLESH EATING BIRD THAT SWOOPS AT THEM

Hunk slips off his bird and reaches for PIDGE OF ALL PEOPLE TO GRAB HIM, but somehow that doesn't dislocate the poor boy's shoulder and they both go PLUMMETING TO THE GROUND AND SOMEHOW SURVIVE THE FALL Hunk lands in a pile of bones which OW and Pidge BOUNCES OFF THE GROUND BECAUSE OF HOW HARD HE HIT IT if that doesn't kill em, fucking nothing will good god Everyone else lands fine though, bastards lmao

Keith is Catholic™️ confirmed

Animal lover Keith over here being kind to mega vultures "I'll alvays think they're veutiful" -Sven You literally just called them ugly but ok

PIDGE'S KAZOO PANTING I CANNOT LMAOO They're running in formation (kinda), how cute!

Oh they really are all trained Sven and Keith knock out some guards with kicks Lance straight up tosses one without a sweat Hunk is also kicking but he's taking more down by himself AND PIDGE STARTS CHOKING A GUY OUT FROM BEHIND 10/10 would love to see more hand-to-hand combat

Straight up murdered a few guards by taking off in the slave ship, but shh they're robots it doesn't matter AND THEN THEY DESTROY PART OF THE CASTLE WHILE TAKING OFF AMAZING

Pidge sees a lion statue with a castle behind it and immediately just solves part of the legend that really shouldn't be a legend, the part with the castle anyway

So the team knows of the legend, meaning they were sent on a wild goose chase for basically nothing except that they did FIND IT Fun.

I think it's funny that they're describing Voltron before the split as a defender of justice but in GoLion he was literally the most egotistical bitch that after taking down basically everyone in a fight to prove his strength he got nerfed into those five lions

Episode over! Looks like I'm doing one episode per post with how much I'm talking lol That's all the time I have tonight for the rewind, but tomorrow I have a lot more free time, so maybe I can get like 2 more episodes at the very least

[brookecicoria]

Part 1:

Since I knew we were going to be drawing a skull and merging it with something, I immediately thought of the brain and how I could relate something to the mind. Then, I thought of myself. Right now is an extremely stressful time in the school year, and my head feels like it’s all over the place, like a rollercoaster. So, that’s exactly what I drew- a rollercoaster coming out of the skull. I drew the rollercoaster swerving all throughout my artwork as a way to represent the never ending stress that occurs during the school year. Overall, my artwork is supposed to represent chaos, anxiety, stress, and disorientation. I made the decision to put zig zagged lines and text blurbs throughout the piece as a way to represent my choppy and impulsive thoughts during stressful times. Furthermore, I made the decision to add some orange elements to the artwork as a way to incorporate Halloween as well as to add a pop of color. The pieces of text that state “Find your place,” “Brain fog” and “Anxiety” are all snippets that I found in a newspaper that relate to the mind in some way. All in all, this piece was inspired by myself and I hope other people can relate to the overwhelmingness of school and life during midterms.

Part 2:

One experience that I want to have during my lifetime is to travel to France. Therefore, I drew all of the main objects and symbols that represent France. Of course, I drew the Eiffel Tower in the middle. Seeing the Eiffel Tower in person has been a dream of mine since I was a kid. Behind the structure, I drew the French Alps. This mountain range is breathtaking and I would love to hike it one day. Furthermore, some other objects that represent France include an umbrella (due to the rainy weather), a palette (due to the famous artwork found in France), a baguette (a popular bread in France), and many beautiful flowers (France is known for its flowers). Throughout the artwork, I added hearts to emphasize the romantic nature of the country. As I was researching France, I learned that the Eiffel Tower actually responds to the weather. It sways when it is windy, it grows in extreme heat, and even leans away from the sun. Another thing I learned about France is that when you are traveling there, it is essential to have very good manners as the French are very formal and courteous. Therefore, when visiting, it is important to follow these conventions and exhibit formality as a sign of respect.

[petcaretech]

Week 4 Post 2

Algorithms - Big data is collected and used to make algorithms that decide what information is presented to whom. This has less to do with who each person actually is and what they believe in, and a lot more to do with what will make them the angriest / keep them on the app the longest. We have to realize that the companies themselves don't care who we vote for or support, they care about the money they make on their app. If they see the you hate a certain candidate and always take the time to leave a mean comment, the algorithm is going to keep placing posts with that person on your timeline. It's the same as targeted amazon adds. You search for something on amazon, one hour later its on your Facebook adds. It's all about interaction instead of actual content.

Advertisement - Because of the algorithms once something is gaining a little traction online it will start appearing on more and more profiles. Thats how we get the viral overnight videos that go crazy. These are usually very funny or crazy videos that actually draw a lot of attention. But sometimes they are what is called clickbait. A video made to grab attention that isn't serious or isn't accurate. An example would be a Youtube video labeled "Falling off the Eiffel Tower", but after watching the video its just a kid going on a tour of the tower. This may start gaining views because people think they might actually see someone fall off, only to find out it isn't true after interacting with the post. Which in turn makes the post more popular making more people fall for the trap of watching. It's a deadly cycle.

Exposure - There is a very small sliver of choice that we still have as users on these social media platforms. We still have the choice of who to follow and what we like. So we can choose what pages we like, but the app is still going to use those preferences in its algorithms to give you choices like the ones you've already made. So you immediately have a small bias when it comes to the content on your page because it is created specifically for you. It's going to be stuff that you like, dislike, or usually interact with. And that is not free speech, or equal representation of all points of view.

In order to avoid these conditions it's important for people to be aware of them first off. And secondly to avoid being too narrow in what you choose to inject with. If you 1 interact with all types of messages and content, or 2 not react to any content, then you have a much higher chance of receiving a less bias and more diverse amount of information on your social media.

[taiblogcomics]

It's the Great Disaster, Charlie Brown!

Hey there, cumulative panty counts. T-minus five issues! God, can you taste that ending? It's so close. It's bitter and unappetising, but we can taste it. So let's get into it and pull that ending closer. You know, with our tongue or something.

Here's the cover:

You maniacs! You blew it up! Damn you! Goddamn you all to hell! Well, with the expected reference out of the way, what else is there to say about this cover~? You got Karate Korpse in the water, the world has been burning as long as it's been turning, and the ruins of Old New York. That's everything we need to complete the scavenger hunt! I guess the way it's layered in colours--blue, grey, yellow, and finally red--is kind of cool to look at, at least.

So, the recap! Well, Karate Kid died. The cover might have alerted you to this. This is because he's diseased with Morticoccus, a 31st-century virus that scrambles the DNA of whatever it infects. And it can infect any lifeform on Earth! So everybody's going animalistically crazy while the animals are getting a bit anthro. It's like if The Island of Doctor Moreau and Cujo were the same story. And also superheroes are in it! This is all presented to us as the apocalypse log of Buddy Blank, one of the scientists at Cadmus who's working with our heroes. Let's see who survives!

So, last time, Buddy Blank left with Una to try and see how his family is doing in the apocalypse. (My guess: not well!) They escape through the streets of Metropolis, despite the lab they were in being in the Adirondacks, New York. The streets are thick with corpses. Dead people strewn all about. Literally dying in the streets. Soon enough, they come across a beastman in gym clothes. Una beats him up, and little bipedal rats come out to inspect the corpse. Buddy finds this all very bizarre, but honestly, not even my top five weirdest apocalypses.

Buddy notes that they never saw a single superhero on their trip, figuring they were all out there saving lives and stuff. And we see some scenes of Flash and Martian Manhunter rescuing people, Batman roundhouse-kicking some beastmen, and the Eiffel Tower on fire. Can the Eiffel Tower even burn? More disturbing, we see the Teen Titans. Cassie Sandsmark has turned into a beastman, Kid Devil is dead on the ground, and Robin and Blue Beetle are trying to wrangle her. Another scene, the Joker and Lex Luthor are beastmen. And so is Superman, turned into a lion man. God, it's the Mega Man apocalypse all over again.

Buddy and Una finally make it to his daughter's apartment, and they find his grandson inside. He's unharmed, but once again, we have an artist who's not very good at drawing children. Like, I've seen much worse examples in comics, but this is still noticable. The proportions are way off, he's just an adult scaled down to teen size. He has a very adult-like chiseled jawline. Anyway, he was hiding in a kitchen cupboard because his mom became infected and attacked him. He doesn't know how long ago at this point, he's been hiding that long. She doesn't seem to be around, though.

Hey, know who is around? Una notices it first, and Buddy suddenly remembers: the grandson (he's never given a name, weirdly) had a dog. And then it comes leaping at them to attack. It's fully muscularly anthropomorphic, it looks like fucking Scrappy Doo from the live-action movie. It's also carrying a knife, with intent to stab. Una does a high kick to knock it out of the air, and this kills it in one shot. Geez, how weak was this dog? The comic wants to play this moment for horror, but it's just such a ridiculous image that it's impossible to take it seriously. Like, look at this shit.

No sooner is the dog dead than do hundreds (they say hundreds, but they only draw, like, twenty) of rats come out of nowhere and leap on Una, tearing her to pieces. Buddy and Grandson flee, only to find a feral Beast-Mom outside. She tries to tear out Buddy's throat, but Una comes in at the last moment to fight her off, still covered in rats. As the two fight, Una passes Buddy her Legion flight ring, telling him how to use it. Una dies, torn apart by tiny rodents, in the stupidest death this comic has to offer--and that's saying something.

Buddy flies off with his grandson, leaving everything behind. He finds an old doomsay bunker to hide out in. And of all places, it's the freakin' Command-D bunker that ties into Kamandi: The Last Boy on Earth. Because of course it is. Buddy and Grandson lock themselves away and watch the remains of the world nuke themselves into glorious apocalypse. Buddy no longer cares, his grandson is safe. And he's even got a satellite uplink with his old pal Brother Eye. Glad there's no other talking besides Buddy's journal entries, coz I could not take Brother Eye on top of everything else.

Brother Eye allows Buddy to contact the other characters, all our Multiverse Pals who are still safe and sound in the Adirondacks Cadmus lab. It lets them also see everything that's playing out in the world, you know, the collapse of civilisation in nuclear hellfire and such. They watch it for a bit, then they… opt to do nothing. What could they do, at this point? Jimmy Olsen's eyes glow, a Boom Tube opens up, and they're gone. And the comic ends on Brother Eye orbiting the charred remains of whatever Earth this was, while Buddy hopes his grandson can forgive him for making him the last boy on Earth. Oh, shut the fuck up, comic.

It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine. Like, how else should I feel over this? It's a stupid alternate Earth, we've seen two others get massacred by Superboy-Prime's hands at this point. We killed off both our Legion of Super-Heroes characters for this narrative. It's just such a stupid, nothing plotline that came from this intense build-up. This was the Great Disaster that omens foretold of, that had the Monitors all shitting their collective pants? A DNA-mutating plague that wipes out humanity to make way for a potential Kamandi prologue? We cut away from Darkseid for Scrappy Doo? I still think the Superboy-Prime issues are worse because of how they disgust me. But this is easily one of the worst issues of Countdown aside from those.

We got four issues left. If you guys can just hold it through April, I'll guide you to the wet fart of this comic's finish line~

[thewingedmuse]

if you pay attention, there's magic everywhere 🌌

what makes you feel alive?

very often, it's the little things that you hold special.

stars. the gentle wind brushing across your face. a nostalgic melody you knew since childhood. a hobby.

could be anything.

you can learn a lot about a person just by knowing what makes them feel alive.

well then, are you ready to know your future spouse one step further?

Pick-a-Pile — “What makes you and your future spouse feel alive?”

Pile 1 ✨ Pile 2

Pile 3 ✨ Pile 4

Pile 1

𝓨𝓸𝓾

Cards: Seven of Cups (r), Nine of Swords (r)

You feel to be a romantic person. The scent of flowers invigorate you. You love to take a stroll in gardens. You also appreciate elegant floral arrangements. A beachside wedding might be a dream of yours since a long time ago. The ocean has the power to calm you and excite you at the same time. I also see crystalline headdresses. They look bridal.

You are someone who enjoys pampering themself. You delight in good perfumes. You like to indulge in self care and skin care to give your skin that extra love. The Eiffel tower could be significant for some of you, because it is a symbol of love and a milestone that you wish to achieve.

You're also a dreamy person. You often get lost watching the clouds, trying to figure out the shapes gives you a sense of childlike joy. You like to live in the present and have no problem immersing yourself in each moment. This quality of yours among others intrigue your future spouse. Your joy and peace are contagious. Some here love the rainy weather. You like wearing raincoats or taking your favourite umbrella and to go walk on water puddles.

For some of you, you shower your pet with so much love! You also enjoy a nice sleep with aromatic air purifier cleansing your space. You like sleeping in and to have no obligation to wake up early. You enjoy sleeping with music on, some here like asmr before bed. Massages are another indulgence of yours.

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮

Cards: The Tower, The Sun

Your future spouse is someone hardworking and not afraid of toil. Working from the grounds up and getting hard-earned rewards make them feel alive and accomplished. They are usually grounded and serious. They don't let little things control or alter their mood. They do enjoy a good sprint and working out at the gym. They like a blend of movement and stability in their lives. They are devoted to their work. Some of them might be accomplished in their line of work. Could own a business or a job that involves working with or managing people.

They're also very giving emotionally. They shower their loved ones with care. They always try to stand in someone's shoes to try to understand how they feel even if they are not always able to. They are good with children.

This would only apply to some: they like to occasionally draw or read children's stories to kids he might take care of. Could be relatives' kids, neighbours', etc. I don't really get the vibe that they have kids or they work with kids, so just babysitting occasionally.

Pile 2

𝓨𝓸𝓾

Cards: Page of Cups, The Hermit

That accomplishment that always makes you feel proud of yourself and motivates you to do even better. Even if it might be trivial to others it is a big thing for you because it is a reminder to yourself that you are capable of accomplishing what you set your mind to. You have a very strong heart. Not many things can swerve you.

I keep seeing a jewellery box. It is connected to many beautiful memories with friends and people from your past, possibly when you were in high school. You reminisce those days so much. They were some of your happiest moments.

For some of you its a tattoo that means to you a wake-up call. The tattoo is a reminder to yourself to always try your best and to not return to your old self anymore.

You are not lost anymore. The old days are gone. You now have a direction to work towards, a purpose to keep fighting for. Sometimes you might wonder if you truly found a direction. Yes, yes you have. If it gives you a sense of purpose then keep walking towards it. The light might be dim right now, but try taking a few more steps. You'll get there eventually. And you'll be glad that you never gave up.

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮

Cards: Ace of Pentacles, The Devil (r)

Very optimistic energy here. They are a happy go lucky person. They believe - or better said they're willing to believe - that all paths/any paths will lead them to a beautiful place. 'Willing' is the keyword here, because despite the fact that life is not all sunshine and rainbows, they are willing to believe that there are better days ahead. This mindset is a conscious choice, not a default by nature, but they have kept this positive mindset for so long now it has become a default.

They are a child at heart. They see and believe in the best of people. They always try to offer what they could to help others. Some of them draw for a living and sell their artworks online. Some have a monthly subscription programme going on. They like to draw a person's face and portray the different, vibrant emotions going on. Being able to bring out life in their drawings makes them feel alive. Some of them have gardening as a hobby.

I hear firecrackers, very loud music or concerts, being in the front rows, getting front row view of all that excitement. They have frequent access to front row or VIP seats because they have good friends that work in the music or show industry. They also like card games. Some of them really like dragonfruit because of that wild shape. They do like to travel but haven't been to faraway places because of budget issues. They like the vacay vibes of staying in nice hotels. They might wear nice clothes or designer clothing that make them look stylish. They always look very well-dressed and prepared. Like to smile. Eloquent but still casual. They can be everyone's best friend.

Pile 3

𝓨𝓸𝓾

Cards: Seven of Swords (r), Queen of Wands, Ace of Cups

You shine in every obstacle. Your mind works quick and you always see the situation in a clear way, not confused by irrelevant details. You are full of fiery energy and are a natural leader. Your energy is rugged but peaceful, like the eye of a storm. You are an independent survivalist; resourceful with an intuitive charm. You are street smart. To call you a pathfinder would be apt, for you always find your way out of tough situations. You do not fear hardship, you mold hardship to your own path. You are able to work from scratch and create a grounded foundation for yourself. You do not need companions but you appreciate loyalty in those who earned your friendship. You treasure solitude because you are a lone wolf who fears no loneliness. You certainly know that you have a lot to offer but you are also a lot to take on. You know your worth. Whoever you will be with will be able to handle you at your worst to see your best, and still decide to stick with you for the tempest you are. You have a "take it or leave it" attitude when it comes to romantic or platonic relationships. You will not shave your edges just to fit inside a box. You are unapologetically you.

You are not selfish when it comes to giving love, however you are not selfless either. You look for quality and reciprocation in a relationship, no matter romantic, familial or platonic. You go all in when you offer your cup, but you will be picky and need to be throughoutly sure of that person. This also means that you treasure yourself to the fullest degree. You preserve such love for yourself that no one can ever tear you down because you are self-assured and self-reliant. You nurture yourself back to health every time you get knocked down. Many see your splendour and admire this strength in you.

Now to the more light-hearted stuff. You enjoy intricate details in clothing, designs and architecture. The knots, the artistry, the binds, the texture. You like accessories and clothing that show personality and intricate textures. You let your vibes speak for you whenever you enter a room.

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮

Cards: Ten of Swords, Ten of Cups

This person carries a soft feminine energy. This is not a comment on their gender or sex, because one can be any gender and still carry a feminine or masculine essence, or a blend of both and this essence can shift depending on their energy. Your future spouse has gone through a lot. They are in a vortex of cleansing energy now, washing away the old and scarred, welcoming new changes. They are wrapping themself in a lot of love. They appear to me wrapped in rose petals, a symbol of them wrapping themself in self love. The petals smell sweet and dewy. They are very in touch with their emotions and feminine energy. They might have just hit rock bottom but all is not lost yet. They are an adept at constantly renewing themself. Their smile is defiant in the face of hardship. Even when they have hit rock bottom, they smirk knowing that the next sunrise is nigh.

They are a dreamer at heart, a bit of an idealist. They see the world through rose-tinted lens. They wish to be a homemaker. They dream of a peaceful life with their family and days that promise rich happiness; nights of loving embrace. However, they can lack in self love sometimes. On days where anger, resentment and hopelessness creep into their heart they have a tendency to react with self pity and self loathing. Their waters run deep. They feel emotions acutely. But after every storm there is a period of cleansing. One day they might have drenched in self loathing, the next day they will come back with full force. They are a bit chaotic like that. They need someone who will understand their cycles and offer them the kind listening shoulder and a helping hand. They are someone very stubborn and self-reliant though. They have pulled themself out of every mess, so trust that they will not be reliant on you or anybody else. They've got everything figured out, they say.

They have a lot of empathy and love to share. They will not always let it show. It might be blocked when they are experiencing emotional shutdown. This love and empathy flows like a river always underneath their currents. They wish for nothing back with the love they readily give to others. You'll see them when you meet them.

Pile 4

𝓨𝓸𝓾

Cards: The Emperor, Four of Cups

I sense laid-back energy. You enjoy the company of yourself and a few close friends. You enjoy familiarity and being in your own bubble. Some here like rap music. Your energy is a mix of carefreeness and stability. Carefree as in you welcome new changes and new people with open arms. You are usually chill and nonchalant. This makes people feel at ease when they speak to you. They feel they are able to relax and just be themselves. You might be who people go to when they need a listening ear or someone to give them advice. You view things in an objective point of view but still empathetic and wise with your expression, for it is easy for you to empathise with people's feelings. You are also at a place of stability mindset-wise. You are not an overthinker. Instead, because you don't waste time thinking and obsessing over things, you feel truly happy and content at heart.

You love it when someone clicks with you on a mental or spiritual level. You love it when they stimulate your mind and make you feel something. You are not expressive physically, you always present yourself in a fluid, calm, neutral manner but when you truly connect with someone you'd feel this instantaneous joy vibrating from every cell in your body and you'd unknowingly smile so much. It's a dreamy, content kind of smile that melts hearts! You might not realise it, but your smile and nonchalant body language is very charming.

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮

Cards: The High Priestess, Two of Swords

They are of an introverted nature. They do not like to reveal much of themself if they do not feel inclined to. They are aware that this gives them a shroud of mystery. They unknowingly collect admirers because of this quiet charm they have. Whatever happens in their life, they find comfort in solitude with their hobbies. They might be into astrology and divination. They love observing the cycles of the moon and write informative resources on astrology and possibly witchcraft. They don't absorb information blindly. They rely on their higher self and intuition to guide their path. They like the mainstream and also the obscure. They are eclectic as they take from different beliefs what resonates with them and incorporate their own touch in their practices. They pride themself in their individuality and creativity. They have no problem expressing their eccentric self. They expect their future spouse to be someone comfortable with expressing their own individuality as well. They are accepting of others and adventurous. They are the “aunt/mum friend” in their friend group!

There are some things within their heart that they are not ready to let go of. I'm not going to dwell deep into this pain as it is private to them. But know that as carefree or nonchalant as they might appear to you, every person has a history that can be both dark and painful. I trust that this relationship will be both healing and loving. When you meet them, look into their eyes. They carry mysteries too dark to see in the light, they have a story to tell if they deem you worthy.

[mochinek0]

2021:28-Call A Friend

Jon was confused by the sudden phone. Damian had called him to meet him at the ravine in the woods. It sounded urgent, but he couldn't help but wonder about all the secrecy.

"Why did you want to meet out here?" Jon asked, floating down, next to Damian's motorcycle.

"I didn't want anyone to follow us." his friend sneered, "Isn't that obvious?"

Jon sighed, "Okay? What's up? Is it a League issue?"

Damian remained silent. Jon tilted his head in confusion.

'Is he seriously double guessing calling me out her? This must be serious! He usually just tells me.'

"Are you okay?" Jon questioned.

Damian nodded.

"Is ...your family okay?" he continued to pry, only to get another nod, "Did your dad adopt another kid?"

"Surprisingly not." the young Wayne answered.

'He spoke! Okay; progress.'

"Are you in trouble?" Jon asked.

After a moment of silence Jon opened his mouth for another question, only to be silenced.

"No." Damian declared.

'He hesitated? He already said it wasn't League related. He just tells me when his brothers bother him.'

"Do you my help for something?" Jon questioned.

Damian sighed and looked away.

'That's a yes.'

"Damian, tell me." Jon pressed, "You know I'll give my honest opinion and-"

"Marinette." the young Wayne spoke.

"The new girl?" the super asked, confused.

Damian nodded, crossing his arms and looking away. Jon looked over his best friend. His heart was beating rapidly. He wasn't making eye contact with him and he was fidgeting with his fingers, as if he want his dagger. He only reached for it when he was nervous.

'No way!'

"You like her!" Jon exclaimed.

His friend sighed, keeping his eyes on the woods.

"Okay! So, how do you plan on telling her?" Jon questioned, happily for his best friend.

"I'm....unsure." Damian declared.

"You want my help?" the super asked.

"I'm- I have never been one to express my true feelings." he answered, "Thanks to Mother."

Jon paced back and forth, thinking of how to help his best friend. His best friend with a crush! His smile only grew.

"How about you write it down?" Jon spoke, "Oh or you could draw her something!"

Damian shook his head at the options.

"No good, huh?" Jon questioned, "Well, what does she like? I can only assume you know."

"Fashion, she sketches, cooks, bakes, rock music." Damian began to list off.

"Maybe something to do with those?" Jon offered.

Damian said nothing as he revved his bike and drove away.

"That's it! You're not gonna tell me?" Jon shouted, "Did I even help?"

Damian walked up to Marinette at school and handed her a gift that was wrapped in paper. Marinette looked at him confused, but took it nonetheless.

"For you." Damian spoke.

Marinette looked down at the wrapped gift and then back up at him. When she got to Gotham Academy, she was told that the one person she never wanted to cross was Damian Wayne. She had him in several classes with him, but she couldn't comprehend why he was giving her a gift. They hadn't talked much, but they had worked on projects together. She had always made sure to get straight to the point with him and kept a physical distance. It hadn't been hard to notice that he didn't like other people in his personal space or people annoying him with unnecessary information.

"May I open it now?" she asked.

Damian nodded in response. Marinette curiously opened the gift. Inside was a leather bound sketchbook. She carefully opened the book and saw the first page. In beautiful cursive read: To fill the pages of your wildest dreams so they may come true. Underneath it was a watercolor painting of the Eiffel Tower.

Mari whispered in shock, "Did.....Did you paint this?"

Damian nodded, unsure of her reaction. When she began to tear up, he began to panic.

'This was not my intention!'

"I hoped that-" the young Wayne began.

Marinette quickly hugged him and kissed both of his cheeks. Damian knew it was customary in Paris, but it didn't mean it hadn't taken him by surprise for her to kiss him.

"This is so wonderful, Damian!" Marinette smiled, in French, "Thank you!"

Damian nodded and noticed they had attracted a crowd. No one else seemed to have any idea what was exciting the new girl.

'Good.'

"I was hoping I could take you out to dinner." Damian stated, back in French, "I am aware it's not the cooking you are use to, but there is a French resturant-"

"I'd love to." Marinette smiled, a blush prominent on her cheeks.

"Would tonight at six be open in your schedule?" he questioned.

"It is." she replied.

Damian grasped her hand and brought it to his lips, before placing a kiss on it. Mari blushed at the new contact.

'I could get use to seeing her like that.'

"I'll pick you up at 5:30." Damian smirked, before walking down the hall.

Marinette smiled, brought her new sketchbook to her chest, and wore a smile as she walked down the hallway to her class.

Jon quickly heard the rumor how the Ice Prince of Gotham brought the biggest smile to the new girl's face.

'I guess I helped.'

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[pingutats]

my dearest darling

in which you and harry spend a sunday morning having coffee & cake, and spontaneously decide to go engagement ring shopping together.

warnings: a little suggestive at the end. mostly just pure fluff!

word count: 3.4k

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The little alleyway off the main street filled with café tables is a perfect place for you and Harry to sit unseen. In fact, in this little alcove, it’s easy to watch the world pass by the two of you. It’s a nice reprieve from the usual of the world watching Harry. 

He’s wearing sunglasses anyway, just in case—despite the overcast weather. 

You frown at him, resting your elbows on the table and lacing your fingers together to rest your chin on. “I really think that makes you more conspicuous.”

He scrunches up his nose. “Nah. Or at least, if people notice, they’re going to notice an odd bloke in sunnies, not me.”

“They’ll notice it’s you.”

He glances at the busy footpath. “‘S working so far, love.”

A young waitress rounds the corner from the cafe’s front entrance and sets your coffees down on the table. You move your elbows off the table politely to give her space.

“Thanks,” Harry says, reaching for his black coffee. 

You smile at the waitress as you wrap your hands around the latte you ordered, warming up your freezing fingers. You notice the way she hesitates before she leaves, how she looks at Harry like she wants to say something before before quickly spinning on her heels and walking away. When she’s out of earshot, you look at Harry. “She knows.”

He shrugs. “That’s different.”

The waitress reappears a minute later with the little cakes you ordered. This time, she’s braver. “I’m so sorry—are you Harry Styles?” she asks, saying his name in a voice that’s akin to a reverent whisper.

His eyes dart to you for a split second and he raises his eyebrow enough that only you’ll notice, conceding to you, then smiles at her. “Yeah, I am. Sorry, what’s your name?”

You watch him navigate the encounter easily, like you’ve watched so many times. The girl asks for a photo and he politely declines, explaining that he doesn’t want to draw attention, but offers to sign a napkin for her instead. He a short message (nice to meet you, all my love) to her and draws a couple hearts after he signs his name, then passes it to her with a sweetly genuine thanks her for her support. 

“Oh my gosh, no, thank you,” she says earnestly. “It was so, so nice to meet you.” She glances at you, then, and her cheeks go even pinker. “Thanks,” she says again, and then she’s gone.

You let a giggle free at the awkward way his fans treat you, like they don’t know if it’s appropriate to talk to you as well, and how they struggle to find something to say to you anyway. Once it might have bothered you. It’s just amusing to you now. You raise your brows at Harry. “All your love?” you tease, quoting the message he wrote on the napkin. “Where’s my share?”

He pouts from behind his sunglasses. “Don’t be like that.”

You kick his shin gently underneath the table. “I’m kidding around. She was sweet. I like watching you do that, you’re so good at it.”

His foot swings around to trap your ankle between his. “Trying to play footsie at eleven o’clock on a Sunday morning? You little minx.”

You roll your eyes and wrench your foot free, rattling the table as you do so. He laughs—a sharp barking ha! that makes you smile through your embarrassment at causing a small commotion. 

“Who’s conspicuous, sorry?” he asks.

 You shake your head at him and stab your fork into your apple and cinnamon muffin. He keeps giggling as he slides his own plate with the carrot cake to his side of the table and picks up a fork himself.

“Mm, that’s good,” he says after he swallows his first bite. “Better than the one I make.”

“Well, baking isn’t known to be one of your talents.”

He claps a hand to his chest. “I’m wounded.” He leans over the table and skewers a piece of your muffin on his fork, dodging your attempts to swat his hand away with great agility. He pops it in his mouth triumphantly, cocking his head like he’s challenging you. 

In return, you steal a piece of his cake. 

“That was a much larger piece than what I took,” he accuses. 

You shrug.

His phone, face down on the table, dings. He glances up at you. 

“Check it,” you tell him. You know he only has alerts on for his closest friends—otherwise his phone would be ringing all day long. “I don’t mind.”

He bites his lip apologetically and flips the phone over, reading it. “Oh, it’s Tom. Hang on a sec.” He starts typing back.

You crane your neck around to read the message—something about Tom being free at the end of July, and Harry is giving a thumbs-up to that.

“Where are you off to?” you ask. 

“France, maybe,” he replies. You’re aware that discovering this kind of information so suddenly would be jarring for most couples, enough to even incite a fight—but you and Harry aren’t exactly a normal couple, and international trips are just part and parcel of your relationship. Hell, he goes on world tours for months at a time. You’re lucky, you suppose, that you function just as well long-distance as you do when you’re living together. 

“Lads’ trip?”

He sends the message and clicks his phone off, leaning back in his chair. “Nah. Taking you to Paris and getting down on m’knee in front of the Eiffel Tower,” he says, nodding sagely. 

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, Tom’s there to get the photos.” He shovels a forkful of the cake into his mouth and then points his fork in the general direction of a street busker playing a violin across the road. He swallows. “And I’m getting that guy to play a little tune, for the atmosphere,” he adds. 

You raise your brows. “Oh, you’ve got budget for this, then.”

He smiles. “Nothing but the best for my dearest darling.”

You snort.

He carefully cuts a piece of cake with the edge of his fork. “Nah, we’re thinking of doing a trip down to his friend’s studio in—somewhere in France, I can’t remember really. Friends and family welcome too, if you want to come. Apparently it’s a real nice place.” He eats his mouthful and then lifts his sunnies to look at you with clear eyes. “We are getting married, though. I mean that.”

Your cheeks threaten to burst from how badly you want to smile, but you force yourself to assume a serious face, just to humour him. “Of course we are.”

Despite the butterflies it inspires, this conversation isn’t new. You’ve been with Harry a couple of years now and you both know you’re on the same page when it comes to your shared future. There are no hard plans, but the direction is set. You’re getting there someday. 

He puffs his cheeks out. “I feel like you aren’t taking this as seriously as I am.”

You sigh melodramatically. “Well, sweetheart, I haven’t seen a ring yet.”

“A ring? You should have asked,” he drawls, then suddenly sits up straight and points a finger at you. “Don’t take that as a challenge. I want to be the one to ask.”

You shrug. “Can’t make any promises.”

His arm shoots forward to grab at your hand and you almost laugh out loud at the puppy-eyes he’s making at you. “No, please, baby, I swear you can do everything else, but let me do the proposing bit.”

In your heart, you’re happy he’s so insistent, because this is exactly how you want it to be too. In your mind, though, you really enjoy tormenting him. 

“I’ll think about it,” you concede, and he groans.

“I’m buying a ring soon as I can, just to lock it in,” he tells you as he destroys what’s left of his carrot cake.

Once you’ve finished and Harry’s gone up to pay for the coffee and cake (he also took a moment to lean over the counter to snap a group selfie with the waitress who served you earlier and a couple others too) you walk back up the street in the general direction of your car that’s parked a few blocks down. The weather is pleasant today and the sun is even peeking out from behind the clouds now, justifying his sunglasses. 

Your mind starts to drift (his arm wrapped loosely around your waist anchors you to the real world) as you think about how nice it is to be with Harry, how you’ve learned to appreciate each physical moment you have with him because they are so precious. After the tours, the promotional trips, the film sets, and all the little things in between, you understand how to be with Harry. You know not everyone can handle a life like this, and you’re sure that if it wasn’t Harry whose return you awaited, you wouldn’t be able to either. But he always returns. 

Harry comes to a sudden halt in front of a shop window, gazing in. You’re nearly yanked off your feet as you keep trying to walk with your arm around him—he’s so steady that he doesn’t budge. You stand next to him and look into what you realise is a jewellery store. 

“What do you think?” he asks. 

“Huh?”

He looks down, his arm squeezing around your shoulder. “Said I’d get you a ring, didn’t I?”

Butterflies erupt in your stomach. “What, today?”

“‘M not asking. Just preparing.”

You raise your eyebrows up at him. “That is… that is really a technicality.”

“Humour me,” he says. “C’mon.” He shepherds you into the store, steering you by your shoulders. 

It’s small and pretty in here, the air from the fans cool against your sun-warmed skin. There are hardly any other customers at the moment, so you have some kind of valuable privacy. There are a couple of glass counters that run along either side of the store with meticulously placed themed displays inside them. You gravitate immediately to the closest thing, a cluster of rough amethysts hanging from necklaces. 

“Aren’t these so cute?” you comment to Harry.

His arms wrap around you from behind and you reach up to grasp onto his crossed forearms resting against your chest. “Oh, yeah, they are.”

You stay there looking at the necklaces for a little too long—it’s not like you’re really that fascinated by the jewels, but more that you’re just enjoying Harry’s head leaning over your shoulder and his chest pressed to your back as you stand there. When your gaze meanders along the counter and you see something new, though, you shake free of his grip and follow your whims.

This store isn’t labelled out front with a massive brand. You’re pretty sure it’s an independent jeweller, judging by the neat description cards that accompany each small collection, explaining the theme in a lively and personal manner. This is what makes you really fall in love with the place and feel sure that this is where you’ll find the perfect ring. You know Harry could afford any ring from any famous brand, the heaviest jewels imaginable, easily worthy of a feature article in Vogue magazine. He could probably organise to have a diamond dug up fresh specifically to go on your finger. 

It’s the fact that Harry could give you anything in the world that makes you not want it at all. Special, to the two of you, isn’t something that you’ll find in wealth or the crowds that adore him.

It’s found in a day like this.

“Oh, my god, H, look at this one,” you gasp, grabbing his wrist and pulling him over.

He bends over the counter, his gaze following the line of your pointing finger. “Oh, that is pretty,” he says. 

It’s a simple gold band with a small, neatly carved diamond fixed to it. It isn’t flashy at all, which is what drew you to it. You knew he’d like it too. Despite the decadence of his performances, he can be a different man behind closed doors and you love that part of him. The secret part, the one that only you know so well. 

“I’m in love with it,” you tell him.

Harry nods. “Yeah, I think that’s the one.”

You never doubted that he would agree, but his assent sends a bolt of excitement up your spine. It’s all so real, suddenly, and you can’t wait to see him on his knee for you, to see that ring on your finger. You know your ring size off by heart (how could you not, being in a relationship with the jewellery connoisseur that Harry is), so there’ll be no need for you to try it on today. You’re left with only the raw anticipation of the day he’ll slide it onto your finger. 

His hands come down to rest on your hips as you both stare at the ring. You imagine you can hear his heart, knowing that it’ll be beating erratically because his excitement must match yours—you know how he feels about the idea of marriage. 

He spins you around to face him, leaving his hands on your hips. He looks at you very seriously. His sunglasses are resting on top of his head now, pushing back his curls and revealing his green eyes and furrowed brow to you.

“You know, if we’re seen buying an engagement ring…” he begins, trailing off. He shrugs. “Just want to think about that.”

You screw up your nose. “According to some magazines we got married last week, and also six months ago. Just being in here is probably going to spark something.” You glance behind you, as if you’ll see journalists scribbling away on their theories, then flatten your palms against his chest, smoothing out his shirt. “I’m happy to ignore it. I want to just do our thing, H.”

He nods, pursing his lips, and gradually the crease in his forehead disappears. “Okay. Good.” Twin smiles spread over your faces and you have the feeling of being two giddy kids, high-schoolers about to have their first kiss. Something new, unknown, exciting, that the two of you are going into together. His eyes are practically sparkling at you. If this was a cartoon, you think his pupils would be shaped like hearts right now. Something is starting to bud and you can feel it growing up inside you and between you, preparing to bloom. 

“Alright,” you say, breaking the insulating silence to draw you both back to the real world. 

He blinks a couple of times as if he’s just waking up. “Alright,” he echoes. “Let’s get it.”

He waves over a man drifting through the store in a neat suit and points at the ring. “Excuse me, can we please have a look at this one?”

The two of you watch the man unlock the cabinet and slide the plate of rings out, placing it on the counter. He picks up the one Harry pointed out. “It’s a lovely one, sir.”

“It is,” Harry says. His hand finds yours and squeezes your fingers. “What size is it?”

The man checks the price and tells you, and your mouth drops open. Surely there is something supernaturally perfect going on, because it’s exactly your size. You and Harry look at each other incredulously. 

The man seems to notice your unspoken conversation, because he helpfully adds, “We can resize it if you need.”

Harry chuckles. “No, it’s perfect. I think…” he trails off, looking at you. “What do you think?”

You nod at him, grinning. You rub your thumb over the back of his palm as he tells the man, “Thank you. We’d like this one, please.”

You stand slightly behind him as he pays for it, flexing your hands and wringing them in front of you. You know it’s all in your head, but your left ring finger is tingling as if it senses that it’s missing a piece. You really just want to wear the ring at this minute, but when the man selling it to you offers, Harry shakes his head quickly. 

“I’ll hold onto it for now,” he says. He accepts the little box from the man and slips it into his pocket. “Thank you so much.”

“The pleasure’s all mine, sir. Enjoy it, and congratulations to the two of you.”

Harry snakes his arm around your waist as you walk back out to the street. His hips knock against you as he squeezes you into his side, and you can feel the little box in his pocket. You can’t help the grin that takes over your whole face. You worry you look like an idiot, smiling so widely at nothing, but when you glance up at Harry, he looks exactly the same.

Your car is parked down a quieter road and you get to relax a little once you’re away from the crowds of the main shopping strip. You can walk a little more slowly and Harry loosens up a bit. His hyper-vigilance starts to strip away. You can see the tension in his shoulders dissolving and here’s your Harry, emerging from his defensive layers. Most people wouldn’t notice this change, but you do. You feel how he adjusts the grip of his hand on your hip, how he leans into you a little more as you walk. In your closeness, you can smell his cologne and you think of how you watched him spray it on this morning—and how you’re going to be watching him do that for the rest of your lives.

He glances over his shoulder and you copy him. The narrow street behind you is empty, but you don’t get a moment to really register this before you feel his arms tighten around your waist and you’re swept off your feet for a second as he crashes his lips into yours.

You close your eyes, letting the kiss envelop all your senses. The sweetness of the cake’s icing lingering on his lips; his arms locked around your waist, holding you up; the rapid beating of your heart. He pulls away slowly and your eyes flutter open. His face is just inches from yours and he’s looking at you with such intensity you feel naked. Not for the first time, you’re in awe of how impossibly green his eyes are; you could make a palette from every forest in the world, and it wouldn’t hold a candle to what you see in front of you right now.

“Y/N,” he says. He cracks a grin. “I’m so fucking happy.”

Your reply is simply to grab him by the back of his neck and pull him in for another kiss. Your hand tangles in his hair and you feel his tongue running along your bottom lip before he pulls away again quickly.

“Fuck,” he says, sounding lost for breath. “Need to stop before I make a fool of m’self in public.” He even physically takes a step back from you, his eyes comically wide.

You giggle. Your gaze travels down his body and you notice the indent of the box in his pocket. “Is that a ring in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

He shakes his head at you. “You’ve gone all giddy. ‘M getting you home right now and then we’re celebrating properly.” He turns around and starts walking towards the car, his long legs carrying him faster than you can keep up.

Your stomach flutters imagining what his idea of celebrating might be. Suddenly, the only thing on your mind is getting back to your house as soon as humanly possible. You run after Harry, skipping around in front of him and jogging backwards as you waggle your fingers in his face. “So, when are you going to pop the question?” you ask.

“Oh, honey,” he says, patting his pocket with the ring. He grins. “It’s going to be when you least expect it, I’ll promise you that.”

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thank you for reading! hope you enjoyed—if you did, a reblog or a message is really encouraging and lovely for me to see!! the title is taken from the song by etta james.

this fic is the first part of a series called “here we are in heaven,” and i’m really really excited about it. you can read my earlier fic, at last!, if you want to see where this will end up, but there will be more parts to fill the in-between. plus blurbs and stuff! let’s chat about it! 

my masterlist can be found here. have a beautiful day!

[mad-hatter-memes]

R/Rareinsults Roleplay Starters

Feel free to switch any pronouns or words. M/N means “muse name”

TW: Swearing and Threats

"Hey, you look like the doctor that doesn't recommend toothpaste"

"Close your eyes and imagine yourself being a more likeable person, and then open them and weep"

"You want to meet interesting people who are interested in you? Then make yourself interesting."

"What's it like being in a long distance relationship?"

"Should I look for a boyfriend or a sugar daddy?"

"Your offspring is off-putting"

"I will kick your ass so hard your vertebrae will pop out of your mouth one by one like a PEZ dispenser."

"The most powerful supercomputer can count for 1000 years and still not even begin to comprehend how much I don't fucking care."

"Forgive me, I stole your beard design to use it for a dress."

"You look like the villain from a low-budget Karate Kid knockoff"

"We are like two ships passing in the night, I'm like a sleek racing boat and you're a trash barge."

"You look like an albino rat"

"Dude, do I sound like corpse? What do you think?"

"Are you really gonna plug your show like an ad right in the middle of the vid?"

"You doing ok M/N? I saw it was 42°C"

"Your doggo is small, what does that say about you?"

"You're small, what does that say about your parents?"

"Mate, cancer could be cured tomorrow and your forehead would still be the biggest thing this week."

"Delete this, it's almost midnight. Not the shit I wanna see."

"Have they already raided Area 51?"

"Ah jayysus, me nanny looks better than you and she's in a bleedin' wooden onesie."

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I accidentally disturb a Victorian era vampire?"

"Get back to your tomb you little light allergic shriveled shrimp"

"Why does your mustache look like the mountains preschoolers draw in their drawing class?"

"You're like a plunger, always bringing up old shit."

"If you were the trophy at the end of my race, I would walk backwards."

"Do I need to revive Caesar so you can practice using a fucking knife?"

"Fuck, Lemony Snicket, what Series of Unfortunate Events you been through you ugly fuck?"

"“You were a mistake, your father had a wet dream and yo mama rolled over”

“I’d rather drag my tits across a field a of stinging nettles and sit my bare ass on a pile of hot coals. But thanks.

“The bar was so low it was practically a tripping hazard in Hell, yet here you are, limbo dancing with the devil.”

“I hope you get testicular cancer in the brain, dickhead.”

“You deserve to be sent back to the time of Nero, so you can be dipped in wax and turned into a human candle.”

“You deserve to go skydiving and land balls-first onto the Eiffel Tower”

“You deserve to go to bed but find both sides of your pillow warm”

"Bruh, you look like you killed the eternity of the M&M's family tree and used their skin as a trophy."

"You look like the character in movies who follows the mean girl around."

"I've seen white crayons more useful than you"

"I would take you to the movies, but they don't allow snacks in."

"Is your head just for decoration?"

[goggles-mcgee]

Hello. I love the prompt " the commission " can we have the full story please ? How will the avengers react of the news about Hawkmoth?

The full story will come later I promise! I unleashed so many things onto myself but I have no regrets XD Though I shall share some headcanons with you guys about the AU in the mean time!

* Pepper has been a fan of MDC since she saw the designs for Penny and Jagged’s wedding attire. Her and Penny are friends and when she asked who made Penny’s dress and Jagged’s suit, Penny was all too happy to tell her and brag about Marinette and show her everything else Mari had designed for her and Jagged and others. 

* When Tony officially proposed, Pepper already knew who she wanted to make her dress. She could tell Tony was hesitant to ask MDC since she wasn’t that well known yet, but they both knew he couldn’t say no to her, so it was no surprise when she caught him looking at her website and commission prices. Later she pretended not to notice him calling Penny and asking for MDC’s email. Pepper liked to let him believe he could keep anything from her, it was the thought that counted. 

* Peter, Harley, MJ, and Ned are all excited for the wedding. Peter gets to be the flower boy which he is super happy about and Harley is the ring bearer. 

* MJ is also a fan of MDC

* The whole “Minion” squad are Jagged Stone fans. Peter’s favorite album may or may not be Rock Giant.  👀

*The Minion Squad are all off school for summer already, Marinette just started summer since it’s the beginning days of July. While the Minion Squad plans to help plan the wedding, invent, prank the Avengers, and just have some good summer fun, Marinette plans to work on her MDC commissions since she knew she would be getting a lot. Penny had given her a heads up. Besides, there wasn’t much friends she could hang out with since Luka had told her that him, his sister, and his mom planned to sail around for the summer. Anarka wantedd to get the kids out of Paris for a while. Chloe and Sabrina would be going on vacation with Chloe’s mom to Milan for two weeks and then to New York for a month so Chloe could see her mother’s business and get a feel of it and see if it is something she would want to take over. Kagami and her mother would also be leaving Paris to visit family in Japan. The only ones she would be able to hang out with would be Alix, Nathaniel, and Marc. 

* Then she gets the email from Tony. Freaking. Stark! She nearly faints! Okay. She faints. He actually wants Marinette to design and make his and Pepper Potts wedding attire!!! His email said that he would house her and her team for however long she needed for the consulting period and the beginning work of the outfits. Okay actually it said till the outfits were done but she would discuss that with him and Pepper when she got there because wedding dresses typically took 6-9 months to make. She figured she had time as he did specify they were planning a December wedding of next year, something about it being a Christmas present. 

* After she talks it over with her parents, she responds to Tony that she would love to design and make his and Pepper’s wedding attire but before the discuss anything further she would like for them to video chat. Tony agrees later that day, which is more than enough time for Marinette to set up at Jagged and Penny’s house, they officially bought a house in Paris yes, along with her mother and father so they could talk everything over with Mr. Stark. When the camera connects, Tony swears he must be rebooting because he did not think that MDC was a 16 year old girl, but he adapts quickly and understands now why she wanted to discuss the arrangement more.

* Tom and Sabine are even more delighted and on board on sending Marinette to New York when Tony offers to let her stay in Stark Tower/Avengers Tower with the heroes and his Minions. Marinette of course asks if she can bring some friends, they’re not officially her team but she would feel better having them there with her. Of course Tony agrees because he could practically hear Pepper scold him if he said no and they continue to set everything up while Marinette calls up Alix, Marc and Nathaniel and ask if they want to go with her to New York to go to the Avengers Tower. It takes too long in her opinion to convince them that no. she’s not joking, and yes she is serious. 

* Once they get their parents permission they plan to leave on Saturday which would be in two days. It’s a little hectic, especially because Marinette didn’t know if she should take the Miracle Box or not but in the end she decides to leave it with her mom and dad, aka the new Turtle and Fox heroes of Paris. They had found out she was Ladybug a little after she had become the Guardian because she had broken down. Everything had become too much for her and Tikki couldn’t stand to see her chosen like that so she told Tom and Sabine that their daughter was Ladybug. 

* Marinette was going to take the Horse, Mouse, and of course, Ladybug Miraculous, to New York though. Her mom promised that she would text her or call her as soon as she could if they spotted or heard an akuma, and that they would fight it off until she got there. 

* When Marinette and her friends get to New York and meet Tony, he can tell they’ve fought in a fight children shouldn’t have to, but he doesn’t know how to ask about it so he pushes it back till he can think of a way to approach the subject. He immediately takes a liking to Marinette, he can tell she’s smart for her age, and he just likes her energy. 

* Then Tony introduces them to his Minions and Peter, Ned, and Harley all have a collective freakout because they are meeting THE MDC. MJ is, of course, happy too but she can at least keep her cool when meeting the designer who made Jagged Stone’s iconic Eiffel Tower sunglasses, the one who designed his Rock Giant album art, and the one who made his Roaring Dragon Jacket! Peter asks Marinette if she can sign his copy of the album and Tony thinks it’s all down hill from there. He can see the kid’s blush from across the room. 

* The consultation happens and Pepper is just as surprised as Tony was when she learns MDC is only 16 but she hides it fairly well. Both are pleasantly surprised by Marinette’s professionalism and are pleased with the overall talk about what they want out of the design. Tony even manages to squeeze in another suit for Peter because he knows the kid and he is not letting him wear a rented tux to his wedding. 

* Tony and Pepper have dinner with the kids and the Minions and it’s decided that they can stay for the summer, and no Pepper don’t look at Tony like that it’s not because he’s trying to help Peter get a date for the wedding.

* Then Marinette meets the Avengers. Thor loves her, but like who doesn’t Thor love? And who doesn’t love Thor? She is super interested in learning about Asgard, especially its fashion and she even talks Thor into giving her some fabric samples to work with. He just loves her enthusiasm and he appreciates her letting him talk about his home and his people. Marc and Nathaniel get a great picture of the two of them sitting on Thor’s flexed arms. Marc also loves to hear about Thor’s home and people and Nathaniel loves to draw him and those he talks about. 

Natasha accidentally sneaks up on Marinette, she never means to do it, it is just how she is, so when this little girl turns around in a flash with a pencil held in her fist as a weapon her eyes narrowed looking for the danger, she is suprised and has to stop her own reflexes from sweeping the girls legs from under her. She respects Marinette’s reflexes and the two spar and Marinette tells her she used to do ballet when Natasha asks her why her turns and spins almost seem like she’s doing a dance and Natasha’s eyes light up. The two bond over ballet 

Bucky, Clint, and Steve meet her one morning when they go to the kitchen and find so many goodies to eat and see this tiny little girl singing to herself as she pulls muffins out of the oven. She turns to them and smiles and says good morning before introducing herself so they do as well. When Steve introduces himself her eyes narrow and she hisses out, “YOU.” He’s so confused until she starts tearing into him about him hero suit. Bucky and Clint of course love this moment and will cherish it forever. 

She meets Bruce and he’s heard of this little terror from Steve and he’s thinking she’s going to tear into Hulk about wearing only shorts but then she’s shaking his hand and saying it’s an honor to meet you Dr. Banner, apparently she’s read some of his papers. And Bruce can’t help but smile for the rest of the day. 

When Wanda meets her she just hugs the little girl for a while because she hadn’t meant to see how her ex friends had treated her back in Paris but she did and this child needed a hug. Marinette had just been asking what material her jacket was made out of so they had touched briefly, then she was being hugged, but she didn’t mind, she figured maybe Wanda was having an off day and needed a hug.

Vision had just looked at Marinette and said, “Miraculous.” nobody knew what he meant but Marinette did and she just put a finger to her lips with her eyes wide with panic. Thankfully he got what she was trying to say and gave her a nod and small smile. 

Tony said there was more people for her to meet but she would have the whole summer to do that so she was content. 

* Then the first akuma alert went off when they were there in New York. Marinette thought everyone was sleeping when she created the portal and leapt through...she didn’t know how wrong she was. 

[liquid-luck-00]

WonderBug

Angst Edition

Diana Prince (Wonder Woman) x Marinette Dupain-Cheng (Ladybug)

I am late. SO, so , so late but here it is

1: Soulmates @maribat-angst-fluff-april

My partner is the wonderful @thedragonbug

Ao3

Fuffy Edition

Soulmates exist, and Marinette hates hers. You see everyone is born with their half or part of a complete soul mark. The other parts would appear when you were closer to your soulmate and be permanent when they were close emotionally. For everyone, the appearance or 'drawing' of the mark was light and warm. But not for her, no her drawing was heavy and hot, like a hot knife digging into her arm.

Her parents knew this, and it was concerning, to know that their child was in pain because of their soulmate. Seeing as the marks were not supposed to be painful. Yet as there was no good reason given by medical and mark professionals, and the fact that her soulmate didn't stay near her for long there was nothing that they could do. They did tell her that few, this phenomenon affects one in a million people and she was just lucky enough to be one of them.

Over the years she grew used to the pain, but every time she did it would come back even stronger than the last. She slowly hated her mark and in turn her soulmate. Marinette would cover her mark, ignore it, even wish it away. All her soulmate did was bring her pain. Sure, it upped her pain tolerance, but it hurt her still.

When she turned fourteen, she became Ladybug. She then recognized that her mark was actually the wire of her yo-yo.

The first time Chat Noir claimed they were soulmates she broke down in tears. luckily for her he told her during patrol and not an attack.

"We aren't soulmates, Chat, and I'm glad we aren't." She nearly whispered.

"Why Bug?"

"Because I hate my soulmate, and I don’t want to ever hate you."

"Why would you hate your soulmate?" He seemed genuinely curious. But no one outside her parents knew, not a single person knew what happens to her.

"Because it hurts when they are close, it hurts so badly. The drawing is painful. I never want to meet the person who keeps hunting me." Tears formed in her eyes and Chat hugged her.

"I'm not your soulmate, then." She shook her head. "Good thing I'm your partner, and Plagg help me I am going to be your best friend. Got that Bugaboo?"

A half-hearted chuckle and a small smile escaped her. "Sounds good Kitty." The first person she has ever told, the person who was convinced that they were soulmates, cares for her, to help alleviate some of her pain.

The two became inseparable after that, to the point that most of Paris believed they were in a relationship.

When Nadia asked them about it during an interview, their reactions were memorable. Both all but gagged, turned to face each other, and then laughed almost falling out of the seats.

"I believe we have missed the joke." Nadia commented, worried, and confused.

"Why would I date my sister?"

"Sister?"

"Ladybug and I consider each other siblings in all but blood."

"Everything between us is simply platonic, not even close to romantic.” Ladybug answered after Chat.

“Then why would the whole of Paris believe you to be soulmates?” She may be good at hiding her pain, but the question must have made her react slightly, or Chat knew how sensitive the topic was to her.

“We aren’t soulmates, not the bonded ones that everyone thinks of.” He began. “We are the holders of the black cat and ladybug respectively because our souls resonate with the miraculous. Sure, they are two parts of a whole, but we are practically twins, two halves of coin. She is the sister I choose, she is my partner, and that is our relationship.”

“He’s completely right, now I think it’s time for us to start our patrol, BugOut!” Her smile now in place and their excuse to leave perfectly timed and respectful they made their exit.

They went on their patrol as normal, except just as they arrived at the Eiffel Tower to end the patrol. She was about to land on the platform when a searing pain flashed and radiating affecting her entire body blinding her momentarily. A single moment caused her to collapse on the tower landing, crumpling on the platform.

“LB!” Her breath came out in short bursts, she was clutching her upper arm eyes squeezed shut. This was the worst it has ever happened before, and she wanted it to end. As soon as the cause of pain came it disappeared. Leaving only the memory and a phantom pain.

"Just give me a minute." She slowly got her breathing under control, starting to get accustomed to the new level of pain.

"You weren't kidding that is the worst I’ve ever seen you hurt."

"Yeah not fun."

---

A month after that her mark burned again. This time during class. The teachers knew she would randomly stop due to pain, but they were told they were random migraines. To the point Mari would hold her head and rub her arm to sooth herself, while playing up a headache. Adrien stayed back after the class let out." You know you don't always need to put on a brave face Bugaboo."

Her attention snapped to him. "Well it's easier than constantly answering questions Kitty." She figured quickly.

Sure, they found out one another's identity, but that worked in their favor. After Tikki got sick, Fu started training Mari, and after a month Marinette was given guardianship. Fu still hasn’t lost his memories because Mari let Wayzz stay with him, for the time being, he eventually returns it to Mari in order to move on with his life, his memories fading gradually.

When Adrien got his hands on the grimoire, he of course showed it to Marinette.

“Kitty I know you don’t want to hear this, but I think your dad might be Hawkmoth.” This seemed to perfect for him to have without him being a villain.

“I know, but…”

“Adrien is there any motive anything that might be what he would wish for?”

“My mom. Dad closed himself off when she disappeared. I bet he would wish for her back.”

“Okay, so I’m going to be blunt okay.” He nodded. “So, if your mom is dead there isn’t anything that can be done without the wish, meaning at least one other person is dying.”

“So…”

“But if she is anything but.” She flipped through the grimoire recalling the studies she’s did with Fu. “There are ways we can find or even heal her.”

“This is all riding on an if.” He looked unsure as if this was too much to accept.

“Do you trust me?”

“If I didn’t, I would have turned tail and run a long time ago.”

“You dork.” She lightly shoved him, but he swayed dramatically.

“You two are close.” The new student in their class came up to them.

“Lila, right?”

“That’s right.” She answered sickly sweet, almost fake. “Are you two soulmates by any chance?”

“No.” Adrien answered. “Why?”

“You’re Adrien Agreste! Why would you be in public school?” She finally seemed to recognize.

“Let’s just say it’s a bit of rebellion.” He chuckled.

“We’re still on for video games, right?” She brought up to end the conversation seeing that Adrien was getting uncomfortable.

“Your winning streak is going down.” He announced.

“You want to join us, Lila?” She offered.

“Why?”

“Because your new and I want to get to know you.” Marinette answered honestly.

“Why?”

“Because we know you lied but still want to know you, the real you.” Adrien added.

“Why?” She asked suspiciously now.

“Question! Is it a felony to kidnap her to play video games, have snacks, get to know her, then let her go?”

“Well the kidnapping part is but if she goes willingly, I call that a hangout session.” Adrien mused.

“True, true.” She hummed. “So, what do you say, because now I am determined to get to know you.”

“Wh…”

“Kidnapping it is.” Adrien decided and grabbed the new girl’s wrist pulling her out of the library. Mari picking up their bags.

Lila herself wasn’t too bad once she started telling the truth, lying is a coping mechanism she created, because she is constantly moving schools, cities, and even countries. She is pretty interesting when she isn’t exaggerating. She was on a Hollywood movie set, but she was there on accident, she was looking for the bathroom in a restaurant and they were filming there that day. She did save a kitten on a tarmac once, but one it wasn’t Jagged Stones, it was a kitten who spooked out of their carrier and rushed down the stairs. Lila dove and caught it before it could leave the passenger unloading area to get the tram to the airport. (Some small airports unload passengers in a certain area of the tarmac and either shuttle them to the building or have a sectioned of walkway that is cleared for passengers, to walk back in only.)

After almost two hours Lila left for home when Adrien’s father called, and he was angry. Together she and Adrien ran back to the Agreste Mansion.

“Adrien!” Gabriel came out disheveled and slightly panicked. “And Miss Dupain-Cheng.” He slightly composed himself.

“Sorry I kept him.” She apologized. “He showed me this really cool book and you know how it is when inspiration hits.”

“Ah yes the inspiring fashion designer friend.” Adrien had walked up and handed his father the grimoire.

“It’s quite an interesting spell book.”

“You can read it?”

“Yes, I can. (Come on out little butterfly.)” Nooroo flew out from his hiding spot. “Hello kwamii of transmission and to you as well Hawkmoth.” She was calm deathly calm.

“How?!” Gabriel growled.

“Calm down. I have a question for you first. You want the jewels used by Ladybug and Chat Noir, why?”

“Would my answer change your plan of action to urn me into authorities and to the heroes?”

“My response may change, but you’ll have to answer to find out.”

“My wife wielder the peacock miraculous, it is broken, and she fell ill, and is in a comatose state.”

“Ah! So here is what is going to happen.” She took the grimoire from Gabriel and flipped over pages. “There is a way to revive her without resorting to using the wish.”

“How do you know this?”

She simply smiled. “You mind gathering these ingredients please Adrien?” She text him a list.

“Sure.”

“How do I know that this isn’t a ruse?”

“One I hate liars, and two because all magic has a cost, and this way is less than if you were to use the wish.”

“What do you mean cost?”

“Just like using your transformation wears on the kwamii, and the power affects your limit. Magic has its cost. The wish because it will always rewrite reality, the price is steep. Bringing back one life means you lose at minimum one other person from your life most likely more.”

“And this?”

“From what I understand. Everyone involved in the spell will have their energies deprecated so they will sleep for a day to a week.”

“Randomly?”

“No, the more people the less each person sleeps.”

“Here they are!” Adrien burst back in the room.

“Do you have the peacock miraculous?” Gabriel nodded. “Okay we’ll need that first, so lead the way to the kitchen.” Both men shuffled confused. “You do know where the kitchen is right?”

“Um well find it eventually.” Adrien chuckled. They were lucky and form it easily and Gabriel left while she and Adrien began to individually brew two separate potions. Adrien the more complex one for his mother’s revival. And she did the simpler one to fix the miraculous. Sue her Adrien is the better one in chemistry, sure he can’t cook to save himself, but he has a gift for chem, and Tikki help her she will teach him to cook. It’s practically edible chemistry, right?!

She took the Brock from Gabriel and fixed it, allowing Duusu out. “Okay so who is going to do this?”

“We will,” Adrien answered for himself and his Father, who nodded.

“Please let be help as well.” Miss Sancoeur offered.

Nooroo, Duusu, Tikki, and Plagg (they came out of hiding now) came to her. “We can help.”

She nodded and saw that Gabriel and Natalie were staring wide eyed between her and Adrien. She thought she heard Natalie say, ‘That explains so much’ but she isn’t sure.

Long story short they were able to wake up Emile, but she took back the peacock and butterfly, leaving Plagg with Adrien. Funnily enough the Agreste’s became a second family to her, once Gabriel finally grasped how to be a father. They told Paris that they had found Hawkmoth, but he would be tried by the order of Miraculous, meaning he would be stripped of the gem and his memories of the miraculous erased. It was a lie but Tikki told her that was what would have happened. There was some outcry, but they explained that they would have no recollection of it, and it wouldn’t make sense to try them.

The next few years of her life were blissfully normal, aside from the fact she had a contract under the Gabriel brand as the designer MDC, who was also endorsed by Style Queen. Chloe isn’t as bad as she puts on when she isn’t masking the hurt of being constantly ignored and bought by her parents.

- - -

It wasn’t until she was twenty-two and accompanying Adrien to a Wayne charity gala, one he didn’t want to go alone and two she was invited anyways, Chloe, Kagami, and Luka were also there on their own merits and invitations so they all stuck relatively together. Since arriving there Marinette was a constant pain, her arm burned and ached, but she forced herself to simply breathe and tried her hardest to push it out of her mind. But her luck wouldn’t hold, three hours into the event she was approached by who she recognized as Bruce Wayne, the host of the gala, and a woman to his left, the pain was almost unbearable the closer the two approached. Her friends noticed, they knew what her pain actually meant, as she opened up to them about it after a while, but she grit her teeth and tried to push through it.

“Mr. Agreste, Miss Bourgeois It is good to see you both again.” Bruce Wayne acknowledged. “It’s nice to meet all of you as well, Bruce Wayne.” He introduced to the rest, shaking hands. “And this is a good friend of mine.”

“Diana Prince.” She also went to shake everyone’s hands and had left Marinette for the last. The moment their hands touched she almost crumpled, she shrunk back and into Adrien and Chloe. “Is she okay?”

“Diana?” Bruce pointed towards her upper arm, the mark most of them overlooked before was now complete and glowing lightly. What Marinette remembered was that there was her yo-yo string and a golden rope that she only saw once before on her own arm. She felt sick, Diana was staring at her now, she recognized that Marinette was her soulmate.

“Melody?” Luka now stepped up.

“I want to leave.” She answered flatly.

“You are…”

She completely turned away, but by now her friends knew what was going on and were glaring at Diana. “I want to leave, now.” She repeated.

“Come on bug, let’s get you away from… this.” He threw a look at Diana, who was looking confused and seemingly alarmed.

The other three were putting as much space as they could between their friend and who is unknowingly causing her pain.

“Please is she alright?” Diana asked stepping forward barely grazing her hand covering her mark. This time it felt as if the skin itself was burning and stung almost like it was being pricked over and over and over again.

“Don’t touch me and stay away from me.” On the outside she looks clam and relaxed, but her voice was soft and raw, her eyes burned in pain. “You and that completed mark can stay far from me.”

“Luka, Kagami mind taking her back to the house?” The two in question led her away and once a safe distance away she broke down in tears, sobbing from the pain she was biting down.

- - -

The two that stayed were simultaneously glaring at her and watching their friends leave the gala.

“Is she alright?” Bruce finally bole the tension.

“As soon as she is far enough away from her.” The girl, Chloe, snapped at her. “Now that we know who is the the person causing her pain, we can keep her from them.” She snapped towards her, but it was a slap to Diana.

“I don’t follow. We are…”

“Soulmates, yeah we figured.” Adrien this time spoke.

“They why would she want to leave, without speaking?”

“One one in a million people are in pain when they are close to their soulmates.” Adrien spoke calmly but stoically. “No one knows why.” He began to fidget with a ring on hi# finger, she couldn’t recall if she saw any jewelry on her soulmate, Marinette, but she has a suspicion. After all she feels similar to her Mother’s aura and presence, that of a Ladybug.

“You are wrong. There is an explanation, but only a few know why that is.” She feels certain that she knows what this is.

“Let me guess you know why.” Chloe remarked, sarcastically and unamused.

“Allow me to explain this another time and place, as this is neither.”

“Fine call this number at noon est tomorrow.” Adrien handed her a phone number and the two turned and left.

“Diana?” Bruce snapped her attention. “What was that about?” He was still calm and collected but she knew he would be the one to ask, figuring out what was the next step, what had the best options of success.

“Magic.”

- - -

The next day she called the number and she was invited to a video call by the recipient. It turned out to be Marinette.

“Hello Diana.” Her voice was not cold but it was emotionless, as if she was forced into this conversation. Granted she did think she would be speaking with Adrien and Chloe.

“I never wanted to harm you, I swear that on the river Styx.” she began but before she could continue Marinette cut in.

“Let’s be clear, I don’t care about your apologies. I just want to know why this is happening and how to either get rid of it or to never have contact with you in any way or proximity.”

“I am apologizing because this is known as the curse of the ladybug and black cat.” She saw the young woman tense at that. “The reason I know of this is from by Mother, Queen Hippolyta Of the Amazon’s.” She allowed that to sink in and the other woman allowed her to drop her defense, nodding to what is said.

“When you say the curse of the ladybug and black cat what do you mean by that?”

“True souls of the miraculous, when in their life they come into contract with their given gems, cause a reaction.” Diana explained. “For the ladybug they receive the pain of their soulmate through their marks. Which is what I assume is going on.”

“Yes you’re right, but this has been going ever since I could remember.”

“Call it what you will fate, destiny, but you were always going to wield the ladybug jewel, that is why the curse manifested itself.”

“What about the black cat?”

“I am unsure, the black cat of my Mother’s time died before meeting their soulmate, but I would assume it would be similar to our situation.”

“Then how do we solve this?”

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