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tumblr do you keep messing with my blogs because im gay?

this is pride month-

stop being homophobic and release @vincewrites and @vincentwrites NOW!!!!!!!

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HOLY SHIT-

OH MY GOD

I TAKE A BREAK FROM TUMBLR AND COME BACK TO THIS MASTERPIECE

MY HAND LITERALLY COVERED MY MOUTH TRYING NOT TO SQUEAL LIKE A HYENA-

PLEASE HANGE MY HEART-

Miraculous Oneshot Special — “Written Into Reality”

note — welcome to the first post of year two hehe! we’re kicking off the blog’s bday month with a series of oneshots! here is the first!! thank you all so much for this brilliant year! i love you all!

warnings — alya x rival!blogger!reader, straight fluff, twitter,

links — navigation station - masterlist metro - taglist

The Ladyblog is the highest rated Ladybug and Chat Noir data source in the country, more trusted than the news, but only a few months after the Ladyblog was formed, a new contender entered the ring. Network-Noir started up their blog, their expose happened to be on Ladybug vs Lady Wifi. Of course it ticked Alya off that her spotlight was now being shared with someone else who used her akumatized self to gain fame. She thought it was such a dirty trick for you to show up the one time that she couldn't get content.

Now, you both have disputes on Twitter, mini arguments, and both your fanbase’s were at each other’s throats in defense of you two. But in one, singular, post, a catalyst changed it all.

“Yeah, yeah, Alya or Y/n, rivalry, pick a side, blah blah blah, y’all can feed into their fights while me and the big kids write a 250k word fanfic on ao3,” You read aloud in the comfort of your desk chair, notes of the recent akuma attack written down and waiting fo a first draft to be written.

You were on your merry way to make a post about the akuma attack when over 4,000 notifications were filling up your Twitter inbox. You scoffed at the ridiculousness of the tweet,

“Yeah, right, Alya and I? That’s the funniest thing I’ve heard all week” You tweeted back to the original poster and within seconds, more tweets tagging you and Alya were posted. You skimmed through them, not really interested in them, but it was insane how so many people went from picking sides to just shipping you with the Ladyblog girl.

“OMG! Y’all go follow my Wattpad I'm making a fanfic rn!!”

“Your honor, there is no way that I am not making an edit about them </3”

“PLEASE SOMEONE NEEDS TO WRITE THEM ROMEO AND JULIET STYLE”

A specific account did pique your interest, however.

“Haha! Y/n wishes she could date me!” Alya tweeted, her confidence sparked a flame in your gut.

“Me? Out of your league? I beg to differ.” You replied, thousands of people already invested in the drama that was unfolding, some even taking notes for the dialogue of their fanfics.

“Try to differ with me, let's hope with all the grammar mistakes you make that the sentence will be legible.”

“You must need to get your eyes checked, babe, I don't make grammar mistakes.”

“Hahaha! That’s rich! I have about ten posts of yours screenshotted that can easily rebut that statement.”

“Oh, so, you read my work? I wish I could offer you the same courtesy,” A smug smile, caught on your lips, but then blew away at the next response given by your cunning rival.

“Just trying to make sure you aren't plagiarizing my hard work.”

You let out a sound of offense and went to type your next response when a notification from Twitter itself stated that you and Alya were on a temporary suspension of tweeting because you had both violated the guideline: no hate speech.

You groaned and opened Tumblr, determined to finish your work, but as you turned on the camera to record the video, all motivation to speak was out the window. You grumbled and opened the text function to see if you could make the written testament to the video instead, but as you placed your fingers on the keyboard, you didn't even will them to move. You were so tired already, yet, you haven't even done anything!

You scrolled through Tumblr to see if any other blog had posted about their side of the recent akuma attack but you didnt see anything, not even from Alya. Though, in your search, a specific trending tag caught your attention.

Alya x Y/n

You clicked on the tag and opened it to see a lot of what was happening on Twitter, breakdowns and paraphrases on the situation between Alya and you, and finally, “Alya x Y/n Fic - Coming Soon”.

You recognized this blogger as the most popular fanfic writer for Ladybug and Chat Noir, who’s most famous fanfic actually got selected to be the plot of the second Ladybug and Chat Noir film which brought in a love triangle with Rena Rouge. This blogger was a talented writer to say the least – you may have read a few of her pieces in the past – and now she was writing for you and Alya? That blew your mind, but you thought it was crazy stupid, so, you turned off your desktop and took a little nap.

You went about your week just like you would any other.

You were woken up from your slumber by a repeating dinging sound coming from your phone. You grabbed it and turned it one, the bright, blue, light making your eyes close in pain, you turned the brightness down, eyes still watery, and opened Tumblr, the source of the influxed notifications.

Your inbox was flooded with tags for the same fanfic you had laughed at earlier, and reluctantly, you found yourself clicking the ‘continue reading’ link. As you read you found yourself sucked more and more into the storyline. The author had captured your character perfectly, and as the romantic scenes popped up, your hand flew to your face, your cheeks scorching, your heart beating, a non-suppressive smile aching apparent.

But why? Alya wasnt like this! She found everything you did revulting. But what did you feel? What were your genuine feelings on the girl? You thought her an inspiration! You only started your blog because her’s was so cool and superheroes was a topic that intrigued you. Alya was the person you used to look up to. And maybe you still do, and maybe her not liking you was such a hard thing to swallow that you just ended up pretending to hate her, as well. Oh.

You threw your head into your hands and sighed. What did Alya think about all of this? You wondered, recalling a few scenes from the story. Is an enemies to lovers trope really so far out of reach?

The more you pondered the more confidence welled up inside your gut and you found yourself clicking the reblog button, ‘@ladyblog wanna try these out sometime’, written as the caption.

Your heart sped faster and faster with every new notification, the shippers freaking out about your bold statement. Though, there comments and rants mattered little to you as only one person’s response weighed deep on your heart. And no that person wasn’t the writer, even though, the authors response was cool in itself.

‘@network-noir we should go in order, so sweethearts ice cream tmrw?’

The laps your heart was running immediately ceased at her response. Your hands shook slightly, your eyes forgot the need to blink, and your throat became dryer than a desert shrub.

But, none of that mattered, for tomorrow your hand would be clasped in Alya’s, your eyes locked on her own, and your tongue tasting the sweet clementine ice cream, topped with dark chocolate swirls.

tickets — @yoriichili @tchatso @just-your-local-fanart-weirdo @the-corner-redacted @lerivaleriano @itszero16 @putting-the-fun-in-dysfunctional @oyasumimosura @tbehartoo @storm-xv @aviesnapkindoodles @lumpywolf @buckysababy @sunniewrites @jannine00742 @vincentwrites @the-lecturn-lizard @eu-ayk @luminemoon @urmywaifuu @straydestiny @cxflawlessornahxd @its-romani-bitch @maycat-19-142 @chariottie @blushfairyx @imallinaandireallyluvphysics

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PSA: I hate tumblr-

I literally was in the process of making my new blog under @/vincentwrites and i was getting back into the groove!!! I SWEAR TO GOD- first it was @vincewrites couldn't do anything, no messgaes to friends no commenting, no liking, NOTHING other than simply existing even though no one could find it.

Now @/Vincentwrites has been fucking deleted!!! i went to search up my account and luckily my mutuals still had it tagged on one of thier post only for me to click it AND MY ACCOUNT IS GONE!!! LIKE IT NEVER FUCKING EXISTED! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!!!??? i got no emails so i don't know if i fucked up some guideline or some BULLSHIT !! I can't even think of anyone reporting my accounts- I only know like two people on here and i can't remeber posting anything controversial anywhere! WTH IS GOING ON!! I spent a whole decorating hat blog man! What is up-

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i love u for writing this-

THE BOY WITH THE SNAKE TATTOO: CHAPTER EIGHT - LEATHER BOUND

note: this is the second to last chapter yall! i’m so excited!!! me alr planning a felix x reader series :3

warnings: not proofread, pls ignore any spelling/grammar mistakes

links: navigation station + series + recent post + taglist

“The main problem is the lights,” You informed in your huddle of team members, which included Marinette, Adrien, Alya, and Nino. “There’s a guy selling light up objects over by the fountain, Marinette, you get as many as you possibly can, then look for any flashlights in the tent.”

Marinette nodded and scurried away, you could hear XY laughing hysterically and taunting Kitty Section before starting his song. It was the longest song in his setlist, which means you have about 6 minutes to fix what’s broken.

“I have my DJ equipment in my car! I have my sound board and speakers which should get them through the rest of the concert if we just run a few instruments through the board and add in any missing ones with the digital track!” Nino excitedly said.

“Yeah but if the speakers and amps are offline because the external battery they’re using isn’t working anymore, how are you gonna flood power into you sound board.” Alya chirped.

“It could work! At least for the rest of the concert. Alya, Nino, you go get the board and the speakers and Adrien and I will see what exactly happened to the power system and see if any of it is salvageable.” The four of you finally headed off. It wasn’t too difficult to make your way through the crowd and to the back of the stage.

Half of the back of the stage was the tent but the other half was open and had the external batter which ran an extension outlet which plugged all the necessary instruments, speakers, mics, yada, yada, yada. You asked Adrien to shine a flashlight on the external battery.

“We got lucky, thank goodness, XY used to do crap like smashing their power sources and whatnot, we only need another extension outlet.”

“How do you know so much about XY?” Adrien asked out of genuine curiosity.

“I used to be his back up singer and guitarist. But not anymore, obviously,”

You cringed at the fact that you were ever even apart of XY’s band and made your way into the tent, which functioned as a green room, the side zip up door lead straight onto the stage and the front door was facing stage-right.

“So, you’ve done this before?” Adrien looked uncomfortable, like he was breaching on a tough subject.

“Cutting off people’s power sources? No. Standing idly as their concert ends in a humiliating crash? Yeah, more times than I can count.” You searched in boxes underneath the makeup tables and came empty handed, however you did find two heavy duty flashlights.

“Hey, Adrien,” He looked over to you, a ghost of a sympathetic face overlaying his features. Something tells you the sympathy doesn’t belong to you. “Take these flashlights, find Marinette and stand 45 degrees to the sides of the stage. You two will have to be their spotlights tonight.”

“Got it,” He took the flashlights, and looked at you hopelessly, “There are 5 more songs on the setlist, how are they going to perform without any music?”

“I’ll figure it out. I promise you, we will steal the spotlight back from XY.”

Adrien walked out of the tent and pondered what you thought, as he found Marinette and handed her the flashlights, revelation struck. He cupped her cheeks and smiled brightly, causing her to blush tremendously,

“I know what to do!” He said extatically.

XY’s song was coming to a close and you were pacing around the tent trying to think of a solution to your no sound problem. It was too late at night for any store to be open and even if there was one, no one would be able to get one that fast. The time limit also removed the possibility of anyone running home either. 

Just as you hear XY ask Kitty Section, rhetorically, what they were gonna do without and power, you spotted Luka’s acoustic guitar. You snatched it and ran up on the stage looking for the blue haired boy, who was about to unplug his guitar from his amp.

“Y/n?”

“Luka, play an acoustic style song! It doesn’t need any power, plus people will crowd closer to hear you!” Luka walked up to you and hesitantly took the guitar from your hands. “Luka, I promise you, I will find a way to get the power back, just give me a few minu-”

“Stay.” He cut you off curtly. “Stay on the stage with me, I can’t do this without you.”

Two heavy-duty flashlights pointed their way to you and Luka and, along with the beams of light, came shouts of support and eager crowd members turning their phone flashlights on. Luka sat down on the stage and pulled you down to sit next to him. Out of his pocket he pulled out the small leather journal, and opened it to specific page, and a melody poured out of the guitar.

It was beautiful. Something you hadn’t heard him play before. It was a slow, melancholy tune, but when he started to sing, the words flooded together with the music and its creation was a love song. A love song addressed to you.

Your heard was bound by a thick sense of love, almost leathery, and the smile sculpted on your face, illuminated by the makeshift spotlights, irked XY to his core. You had never smiled at him like that. 

“And that’s why I’ll say, I love you~” The song ended and Luka faded the guitar out, and looked at you with his deep ocean eyes. There was confidence in that sea but, swimming around also, was uncertainty and the fear that comes with the unknown.

“Why would you fall for me?” You asked softly, a warm heat on your cheeks. 

“Why wouldn’t I?” Luka placed his guitar down and cupped your face in his big, rough, calloused hands, “May I?”

With a nod of your head, he leaned in to slot his lips on yours and as soon as they met the power for XY’s stage turned off, drawing everyone’s focus to the two of you. The lights on your silhouettes making it impossible to look away as you tasted the sweet honey-vanilla cough drop he must’ve eaten before walking on stage.

When he pulled away you got a brilliant view of his charming face. The little troublemaker makes a point to take pictures at such awful angles and as you gaze at his face, his hands over yours, you find that this angle, is the one he looks best in, as you pull him back in for seconds.

You had tuned out the crowd but just know that they went wild. Shouts, and whistles, and booming voices of cheer that got louder when, miraculously, the lights came back on. From there on out the concert went without hitch, and as you sang along with a band that you could call ‘family’ your mind wandered down memory lane. 

For the first time in history, XY had been defeated in a battle of the bands, and boy did revenge taste sweet. But you found out that Luka’s lips taste even sweeter.

You do wonder how the power was able to make it back onto Kitty Section’s stage. But something tells you, that, that mystery is a secret sealed tightly by a certain, miraculous, duo.

taglist: @yoriichili @tchatso @just-your-local-fanart-weirdo @the-corner-redacted @lerivaleriano @itszero16 @putting-the-fun-in-dysfunctional @oyasumimosura @tbehartoo @storm-xv @aviesnapkindoodles @lumpywolf @buckysababy @sunniewrites @jannine00742 @vincewrites @elmo-with-teeth @eu-ayk @luminemoon @urmywaifuu @angelchans @cxflawlessornahxd @its-romani-bitch

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you are single-handedly feeding into my felix addiction

MIRACULOUS LADYBUG CHARACTERS: FORGETTING AN IMPORTANT DATE

request: Hey!! I just thought about this.. but would you mind writing about miraculous characters (Adrien and Luka) forgetting about a special date that’s been planned for a while? You’re literally one of my favorite authors!! 💕

requester: @strwbrrymochi <3

note: omg really? that’s such an honor🥺💕

warnings: angst to fluff!, heartache, mentions of anger and crying,

links: navigation station + recent post + taglist

ADRIEN

You’d been sitting at this fancy restaurant for forty-five minutes already. Adrien has insisted that he take you here because you deserved high quality food for being the high quality person you are. Whatever that meant, and though he was so enthusiastic about treating you here, he didn’t even have to decency to show up on time.

So now, you sit at this small, beautifully crafted spruce table with the smoothest tablecloth you’ve ever felt, in an expensive outfit waiting for your expensive boyfriend to save you from the awkwardness of the staff glancing at you wondering if you can even afford a glass of apple juice.

It’s humiliating, and what’s worse is you don’t know where Adrien is or if he’s okay because he’s not responding to your texts. Adrien tends to drop off the face of the earth sometimes but it’s never happened on a date night, let alone one he planned, and had been mulling over for weeks because he wanted it to be special night or whatever.

At an hour and twenty minutes, you had thought that you’d wasted the time and effort of the waiters and taken up two seats in the dining hall that someone else would appreciate more than you and your boyfriend. So, you sent a quick text to Adrien notifying him that you were leaving and to just come straight home to your shared apartment, and politely exited the building, leaving a tip on the table for the waiters’ patience.

When you opened the door to your apartment you saw Adrien sitting there, in pajamas, hair disheveled, almost like he didn’t even try getting ready at all. He was watching a movie, it was already an hour and forty minutes in.

You scoffed disbelievingly and harshly opened your bedroom door to change. How insensitive could he be? He’s been ignoring your texts and watching a movie instead of showing up to the date that he planned?!

You threw your outfit on the ground, and washed your face, it was getting extremely hot in this room. You didn’t want to feel angry but you did. And you were frustrated and you felt unimportant to him. And it was irritating. You turned on the bath faucet and tried to soak all the hurt away, but instead you just showered yourself in tears of anger and disappointment.

Adrien in the next room gripped the tv remote so tight that he thought it might break. Ladybug hadn’t been there at the time of the bank robbery, she hadn’t seen one of the culprits stab him with a knife, or watch as he, in suffering, retrieved the knife and and cleaned up any residue of his dna. Because he’d be damned if the first person to figure out his identity, wasn’t you.

LUKA

Luka isn’t one to forget things. Let alone things that are important to him. Like you. But there had been this Greek restaurant that opened up on the outskirts of Paris and you both really wanted to try it. And as you sat there waiting for your boyfriend to show up the line of people that wanted to get in and eat at this restaurant grew and the demand for tables became increasingly large.

“Excuse me, but if you aren’t going to be eating anytime soon, we kindly ask you to leave.” This friendly old woman told you. You could tell that she was embarrassed to even have to ask this of you but you understood. There were a lot of people who were desperate to come in.

You texted Luka informing him that you weren’t at the restaurant anymore and you took the metro home. Walking into your apartment, you find Luka strumming his guitar quietly.

“Oh, hi, darling!” He said, cheerily, “Why are you all dolled up?”

You just stared at him for a few moments, wondering if you waited long enough he would realize your importance.

“Oh, what day is it?”

You sighed, “Date Night.”

“Oh, darling,” He gently placed his guitar on the floor and walked over to where you’d good by the door, “I am so incredibly sorry,” Hugging your frame like it would break if he held on too tight.

“I sat their for an hour, Luka! It was so embarrassing, they had to ask me to leave!”

He gently kissed the top of your head and swayed your bodies comfortingly.

“I’m so sorry, I know you were excited for today and I just completely forgot. Let me make it up to you?”

You simply nodded and watched as he ordered takeout from your favorite restaurant and put on your favorite movie. The couch ornamented with pillows and blankets and mood lighting. He pulled his favorite sweatshirt over your head and pulled you into his chest as the movie began to play.

See the thing about Luka is he’s always considerate even if he’s done something wrong. And if he messes up he’ll admit it and try his hardest to fix it; and his kind heart is what you love most about him.

FELIX

Felix rarely forgets anything, which is why it was so out of character to show up to the restaurant and not see him there complaining about how being on time is being late.

This little quirk in Felix’s personality was worrisome to you. Felix has a perfectionism issue, and while being with you has helped him loosen up a lot, it doesn’t just get rid of his urge to be perfect all the time.

You decided to send him a quick text to make sure he’s alright, and after minutes of him not responding the worry in your heart grew. You figured finding Felix was more important than eating caviar so exited the restaurant and toward the Graham De Vanily family car that dropped you off at this restaurant.

“Home, please.”

You walked into your apartment, disappointment clawing at your insides, but you know that there must be a reason for his forgetfulness.

You walked inside and didn’t see him in the kitchen nor the living room, so you walked into your bedroom to see him tucked sloppily into your shared bed, his face flushed and a crease in his eyebrows.

Felix was the heir to the Graham De Vanily fortune and he had been working non-stop, not to mention he had been extremely stressed. That’s why you were both excited for this night together. You walked over to your boyfriend and pressed the back of your palm to his forehead. Fever.

You saw the collar of his dress shirt, so, you tossed the blanket off his torso and attempted to peel his vest off of him. When you succeeded you dropped it on the floor and it landed with an unusual ‘clunk’.

You investigated the grey material and inside the secret inner pocket was a black velvet box. One too small for a necklace or bracelet. You smiled giddily as you hung up his vest and tucked your lover into bed properly, placing a cool, wet, cloth on his forehead and pecking his nose before climbing into bed yourself. His hand unconsciously found yours under the sheets.

taglist: @yoriichili @tchatso @just-your-local-fanart-weirdo @the-corner-redacted @lerivaleriano @itszero16 @putting-the-fun-in-dysfunctional @oyasumimosura @tbehartoo @storm-xv @aviesnapkindoodles @lumpywolf @buckysababy @sunniewrites @jannine00742 @vincewrites @elmo-with-teeth @eu-ayk @luminemoon @urmywaifuu @angelchans @cxflawlessornahxd @its-romani-bitch @maycat-19-142 @chariottie

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no becuase this is serious- i don't learn people's names anymore- i had a neighbor we walked to school together for 2 years talked every time... not once did i refer to him by his name.... and i don't even know what it is anymore-

Gay irl

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circe hasn't watched skate the infinity!? ur missing out!!!!

cuz of our collab I srsly ship you with alix now ... I might write you a lil smth as soon as I finish this changbin oneshot

AHAHAHA

you have to watch sk8 the infinity!!

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reblogging this here cause i know damn straight no one woudl have seen it-

@hangesidekick thank you T_T

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*Sigh* people genuainly disgust me-

From what i know this guy is an adult (19) and Bree is a minor, this is gross. You think your safe in a old social media no one really uses anymore and then this shit happens-

I do encourage you to stay sage against the user above and warn as much people as you can about this

‼️ IMPORTANT ‼️

firstly I'd like to apologize for continuously making posts about this but $t3v3 just will not give up. He has recently been threatening to doxx mutuals of Bree under the condition that they deactivate and stop talking to her completely. using personal information that has already been made public by you. (ie. your age, the country/city you live in, your name, height, etc.) he usually goes for information you've mentioned on your blog that you might not remember talking about to make it seem like he knows things about you when he doesn't, anything and everything he could use against you are things that you've already said on your blog. He doesn't know your personal information, and he has no way of knowing about it. if he threatens you, he's probably bluffing and just trying to get in your head.

this is an example of what he sent to one of bree's mutuals (they've asked me to keep them anonymous) under the account @/stopreportingmeyoufuckingidiot. he's threatened them using information that they've already made public on their blog before, trying to seem like he knows things about them.

he might try to do it on other accounts if he gets banned again so I'd recommend turning off messages from all accounts and switching it to only accounts that you follow (if anyone isn't sure on how to do this I'll make a tutorial and link it here) so that you'll only recieve dms from accounts that you follow so he won't be able to contact you from this or any other accounts he may make.

tags (I'm so sorry 🙁): @lunarxsun @fleurated @moatrashh @sunootonin @gfksn @bigtoewinwin @one16core @lunaflvms @enloveclub @acciomylove @ctrlemis @https-loverboy-com @taeyongslilkitty @jungwoniics @fairy-yeo @ryurass @1-800-lixie @bbanghoonie @spacebwn

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@hangesidekick thank you T_T

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I am loving the Marc ones Hange- T_T

MIRACULOUS LADYBUG CHARACTERS: COLOR CHANGING HAIR

request: May I request, Luka x reader and marc x reader separately with s/o that has really dark hair then they have their natural hair then fade to white. Thanks

requester: nonnibabe

note: :)

warnings: i don’t think there are any!

links: navigation station + recent post + taglist

LUKA

Luka had only really heard about this in movies and shows,, he didn’t think it could actually happen in real life

Alas, here you are, standing in front of him, your hair a pure white. he knows you didn’t dye it because your naturally really dark hair wouldn’t have been able to be bleached that white.

He kinda just stares at you for a while, and throughout the first few weeks of this sudden change he continues to just,, stare.

when you ask him about it he responds with, “you look gorgeous with white hair”

he spouts compliments about it if you ever hate on it and he offers to dye your hair back to its original color,

(he dyes his and juleka’s hair all the time)

if you agree he’ll make your hair match his, if you refuse he’ll press kisses to the top of your head :))

MARC

he thinks it’s a wig at first awnskwnsi

he’s like ‘oh are you cosplaying rn?’

and you just stare at him like ‘rlly?’

he’d tug on it to make sure it’s real and then he’d be like,, ‘can i design a character in my book off of you’

this man has a one track mind!

if he finds you staring at it in any negative way (even if ur just sad that it’s oily or flat) he’ll hug you and sway around even if there’s no music

he’ll buy cute little hair clips or like rainbow butterfly clips to do fun designs with your hair.

he’d massage your scalp and treat your hair like it’s the most precious thing in the world

to him you’re the main character of life so ;)

ADRIEN

he thinks he stressed you out so much that you now have a full head of grey hairs 😭

when you tell him that’s not why, he doesn’t believe you and so he does everything in his power to ‘atone’

and by that i mean he died his hair white too

and gave marinette a heart attack

so now your the couple that has matching hair,, his father did not approve and he tried to split you up but no<3

Adrien always tells you how stunning you look in white,, he says ur an angel

you for self conscious bc he only ever liked people with dark hair but he told u that hair color doesn’t matter to him

FELIX

he researched everything about it to make sure that there isn’t anything that would cause a problem to you

your safety is his utmost priority,,, i mean he is trying to put the family jewels on your finger

once he finds out your okay,,, he teases you endlessly

your contact name in his phone is ‘my lil marshmallow’

and he buys you snack that are white because ‘it matches your aesthetic’

he came up to you, kissed you and tucked something behind your ear and walked away

it was a white rose :|

taglist: @yoriichili @tchatso @just-your-local-fanart-weirdo @the-corner-redacted @lerivaleriano @itszero16 @putting-the-fun-in-dysfunctional @oyasumimosura @tbehartoo @storm-xv @aviesnapkindoodles @lumpywolf @buckysababy @sunniewrites @jannine00742 @vincewrites @elmo-with-teeth @eu-ayk @luminemoon @urmywaifuu @circe-writes @cxflawlessornahxd @its-romani-bitch

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Although i am not entirely sure who these people are in the messages, ie: Bree, but please keep an eye out for the account listed in the messages- this kind of behavior is unacceptable and everyone should be safe on here the best they can... so i will do my part in reblogging this and i hope this gets the attention it deserves

IMPORTANT

TW: P3D0H1L1A, OBSESSION

THIS IS NOT A DRILL

as we all know lover anon had some problems w xander right?

Well aft I talked w them today, they got kinda scary

Fyi I'm scared of older boys due to something that happened to me when I was small, and altho not all boys I'm scared of most of them

I don't hv alot of proof as i blocked them immediately and got a panic attack

But yeah they r obsessive over bree....I find this disgusting.

Pls try to reblog this @https-loverboy-com @juniblvssom @enhyxkat @one16core and everyone else who can

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MIRACULOUS LADYBUG CHARACTERS: WITH A CHUBBY SIGNIFICANT OTHER PART THREE

request: If you are feeling up to i was going to request another chubby reader one maybe with love langauges with the differnt characters (maybe luka, adrien, marinette, or chloe)? please and thank you

yes i am obsessed with your chubby reader works T-T

maybe i should create a fanpage-

requester: @vincewrites <33

note: chubby y/n nation rise >:3

ps: most of the listed characters have already been done in previous parts! :)

warnings: self-consciousness, self-deprecation,

links: navigation station + part one + part two + taglist

MARINETTE

“Y/n! Try this on!!” Marinette yelled, as she had dragged you from your after school activities into her bedroom to show you the masterpiece she had just finished. Marinette spoke love in means of gifts. The gift could be a beaded bracelet, a painted rock, or an adorable outfit.

Marinette was in love with you. All of you. It doesn’t matter that the shape of your body differs from hers, She doesn’t care that she has to use more fabric than normal to make you a top, or crochet for longer to make you a sweater, she happily does it because it’s you, and she loves you.

Marinette’s designs are beautiful but they accentuate your curves and rolls so much you start to get self-conscious again.

As you put on the sweater vest she made for you, you took the time to properly admire her work, and she bit on her smile because if she didn’t she thinks she’d explode with how much adoration you held in your eyes. But then your vision expands to where you aren’t just seeing the masterpiece, but seeing how the masterpiece looks on you.

You couldn’t see how your face fell, how your eyebrows bent in criticism, how your smile inched toward a frown, and your shoulders fell in defeat. As you turned to look at how ‘big’ you were from the side you caught sight of your perfect girlfriend and her perfect body and perfect personality and you wish so desperately that, that was what you could give her.

You turned your head away from the mirror. “It’s beautiful, Marinette, you’ve made something truly stunning.”

“Not as stunning as what your parents made.” She touched your shoulder from behind you. “The vest only looks that good because someone just as beautiful is wearing it.”

“It would look better on someone like you.”

Marinette sighed, “But it was made especially for you. It was made with you in mind, which means that you are the only correct person allowed to wear it.” She grabbed your face with her hands.

“You know what I love about fashion? It’s versatile. But generations ago society decided to box up pretty and skinny together as an inseparable pair, but fashion — true fashion — states that if you think it’s pretty then it has to be true. And, God, I think you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes upon.”

She wiped a tear from your cheek leaving a kiss behind, as well. “I box beautiful and you as an inseparable pair. And I think you should too.”

FELIX

Born into a family of high influence in London, Felix is expected to attend many formal events. and galas, and there’s no denying that he dreads them.

Though, when you came into his life, he found that the would seemed a brighter place! And he thought maybe your liven up a gala for him as well. So, he sent a stunning outfit to you, perfectly tailored, and jewelry to adorn your elegance. And you walked into the banquet/ballroom arms linked with your lover.

Felix, for one, had a wonderful time, having you there brightened the entire event up for him! But you? You could feel the eye of judgement scanning over every area of your body; your thicker thighs, your plump stomach, your little double chin, and the more they stared, the more you wanted to leave.

At some point soon, Felix realized your declining energy and walked you over to a quieter spot in the room. He held you, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” Felix felt you shake your head, “It’s because there is no synonym for beautiful that I can find that would describe how utterly ethereal you look.”

Felix wasn’t good with words of affirmation, he was more of an acts of service kind of guy.

“Come, we should go.” He stood and held his hand out to you, which you of course took and had him lead you out of the banquet hall and out to his limo. Also known as, his get away car.

The moment the car started on its trek for the Graham De Vanily Manor, he took your shoes off and started massaging your feet.

“What are you doing?”

“There’s no need to be bewildered, you stood for hours triumphantly as they all degraded you. You deserve your reward.”

You smiled, “Spa Night?”

Felix groaned at your suggestion, “I’ll call my butler to get the face masks and the bath drawn.” He was too good for you; that’s what you think.

You moved your feet from his hands and latched onto his side in an embrace. With your face nudged into his neck, he could feel the fluttering of your wet eyelashes.

“Thank you, Felix.”

“Anything for you, darling.” Hi hands wrapped around your plush sides, and for the first time that night, when you thought about your rolls, you felt love instead of hate.

KAGAMI

Kagami hadn’t realized that you only wore baggy clothes until the day you wore a tight fitted shirt. Her eyes roamed over your curves and rolls and you stared at her hoping she was viewing you with adoration and not discrimination.

It took a long time for you to finally accept and love your body for the way it is. It was hard to learn that size doesn’t equate to beauty. It was hard to unlearn all of your self-hatred. But you were finally at a place where you realized, the only person who can’t leave your life is you, so why should you live in despair when you can live in joy.

Though you’re at that place, it doesn’t mean that what others think about you isn’t scary, but their thoughts don’t impact your life as much as they used to. But since Kagami’s your girlfriend, you want her to be proud of you, and be proud to show you off. It’s such a shame that her communication skills are lacking.

“Why would you wear this?” She asked in a monotone voice. You really wished she knew the importance of emphasis in times like these.

“Oh, umm, well I liked the color on me, I guess?”

“But you only wear baggy clothes.”

“Yes, I know, I just thought a change would be-”

“You don’t need to change how you are, though. Ah, Tetsu’s here, I must go.”

You watched Kagami enter her car and drive off. You thought a raindrop landed on your shoe, but unless tears count as rain, you were wrong.

For the next few weeks Kagami noticed your hesitance around her, and your compulsive need to cover yourself around her. She thought back to the past weeks, maybe she had done something wrong, but she couldn’t recollect any such thing, so she opted to ask.

“Y/n, have I done something to make you uncomfortable with me?”

You looked down at your feet and grimaced,

“I have, haven’t I?” She pondered, “I’d like to fix it, may you please inform me of what I’ve done.”

“It’s stupid. I should have asked you if you were okay with it.” You mumbled, and confused her even more.

“Can you start from the beginning?”

“I wore a tight shirt the other day, and I was confident in how I looked but I should’ve asked you if you were okay with it because I ended up embarrassing you, didn’t I? You asked me why I was wearing such an outfit and, I guess, it hurt me a lot because you didn’t like it.”

Kagami remembered the encounter, but she didn’t ever remember saying that she was embarrassed of what you wore. She chalked it down to her horrible communication skills and placed her hands on your shoulders.

“I just thought it was out of the ordinary for you to wear something that tight-fit. I thought you looked lovely, and for future reference, an outfit could not make me like you more or less, and I could never be embarrassed by you.”

You smiled brightly for the first time around her since the day of the misunderstanding. It was certainly a challenge: your relationship.

You needed words of affirmation, and Kagami needed affirmation on words.

taglist: @yoriichili @tchatso @just-your-local-fanart-weirdo @the-corner-redacted @lerivaleriano @itszero16 @putting-the-fun-in-dysfunctional @oyasumimosura @tbehartoo @storm-xv @aviesnapkindoodles @lumpywolf @buckysababy @sunniewrites @jannine00742 @elmo-with-teeth @eu-ayk @luminemoon @urmywaifuu @angelchans @cxflawlessornahxd @its-romani-bitch

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im in love right now- T-T did i read this again yes... how many times i have read it that is classified information!!!!! kagami marry me-

MIRACULOUS LADYBUG CHARACTERS: WITH A CHUBBY SIGNIFICANT OTHER PART THREE

request: If you are feeling up to i was going to request another chubby reader one maybe with love langauges with the differnt characters (maybe luka, adrien, marinette, or chloe)? please and thank you

yes i am obsessed with your chubby reader works T-T

maybe i should create a fanpage-

requester: @vincewrites <33

note: chubby y/n nation rise >:3

ps: most of the listed characters have already been done in previous parts! :)

warnings: self-consciousness, self-deprecation,

links: navigation station + part one + part two + taglist

MARINETTE

“Y/n! Try this on!!” Marinette yelled, as she had dragged you from your after school activities into her bedroom to show you the masterpiece she had just finished. Marinette spoke love in means of gifts. The gift could be a beaded bracelet, a painted rock, or an adorable outfit.

Marinette was in love with you. All of you. It doesn’t matter that the shape of your body differs from hers, She doesn’t care that she has to use more fabric than normal to make you a top, or crochet for longer to make you a sweater, she happily does it because it’s you, and she loves you.

Marinette’s designs are beautiful but they accentuate your curves and rolls so much you start to get self-conscious again.

As you put on the sweater vest she made for you, you took the time to properly admire her work, and she bit on her smile because if she didn’t she thinks she’d explode with how much adoration you held in your eyes. But then your vision expands to where you aren’t just seeing the masterpiece, but seeing how the masterpiece looks on you.

You couldn’t see how your face fell, how your eyebrows bent in criticism, how your smile inched toward a frown, and your shoulders fell in defeat. As you turned to look at how ‘big’ you were from the side you caught sight of your perfect girlfriend and her perfect body and perfect personality and you wish so desperately that, that was what you could give her.

You turned your head away from the mirror. “It’s beautiful, Marinette, you’ve made something truly stunning.”

“Not as stunning as what your parents made.” She touched your shoulder from behind you. “The vest only looks that good because someone just as beautiful is wearing it.”

“It would look better on someone like you.”

Marinette sighed, “But it was made especially for you. It was made with you in mind, which means that you are the only correct person allowed to wear it.” She grabbed your face with her hands.

“You know what I love about fashion? It’s versatile. But generations ago society decided to box up pretty and skinny together as an inseparable pair, but fashion — true fashion — states that if you think it’s pretty then it has to be true. And, God, I think you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes upon.”

She wiped a tear from your cheek leaving a kiss behind, as well. “I box beautiful and you as an inseparable pair. And I think you should too.”

FELIX

Born into a family of high influence in London, Felix is expected to attend many formal events. and galas, and there’s no denying that he dreads them.

Though, when you came into his life, he found that the would seemed a brighter place! And he thought maybe your liven up a gala for him as well. So, he sent a stunning outfit to you, perfectly tailored, and jewelry to adorn your elegance. And you walked into the banquet/ballroom arms linked with your lover.

Felix, for one, had a wonderful time, having you there brightened the entire event up for him! But you? You could feel the eye of judgement scanning over every area of your body; your thicker thighs, your plump stomach, your little double chin, and the more they stared, the more you wanted to leave.

At some point soon, Felix realized your declining energy and walked you over to a quieter spot in the room. He held you, resting his chin on your shoulder.

“Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” Felix felt you shake your head, “It’s because there is no synonym for beautiful that I can find that would describe how utterly ethereal you look.”

Felix wasn’t good with words of affirmation, he was more of an acts of service kind of guy.

“Come, we should go.” He stood and held his hand out to you, which you of course took and had him lead you out of the banquet hall and out to his limo. Also known as, his get away car.

The moment the car started on its trek for the Graham De Vanily Manor, he took your shoes off and started massaging your feet.

“What are you doing?”

“There’s no need to be bewildered, you stood for hours triumphantly as they all degraded you. You deserve your reward.”

You smiled, “Spa Night?”

Felix groaned at your suggestion, “I’ll call my butler to get the face masks and the bath drawn.” He was too good for you; that’s what you think.

You moved your feet from his hands and latched onto his side in an embrace. With your face nudged into his neck, he could feel the fluttering of your wet eyelashes.

“Thank you, Felix.”

“Anything for you, darling.” Hi hands wrapped around your plush sides, and for the first time that night, when you thought about your rolls, you felt love instead of hate.

KAGAMI

Kagami hadn’t realized that you only wore baggy clothes until the day you wore a tight fitted shirt. Her eyes roamed over your curves and rolls and you stared at her hoping she was viewing you with adoration and not discrimination.

It took a long time for you to finally accept and love your body for the way it is. It was hard to learn that size doesn’t equate to beauty. It was hard to unlearn all of your self-hatred. But you were finally at a place where you realized, the only person who can’t leave your life is you, so why should you live in despair when you can live in joy.

Though you’re at that place, it doesn’t mean that what others think about you isn’t scary, but their thoughts don’t impact your life as much as they used to. But since Kagami’s your girlfriend, you want her to be proud of you, and be proud to show you off. It’s such a shame that her communication skills are lacking.

“Why would you wear this?” She asked in a monotone voice. You really wished she knew the importance of emphasis in times like these.

“Oh, umm, well I liked the color on me, I guess?”

“But you only wear baggy clothes.”

“Yes, I know, I just thought a change would be-”

“You don’t need to change how you are, though. Ah, Tetsu’s here, I must go.”

You watched Kagami enter her car and drive off. You thought a raindrop landed on your shoe, but unless tears count as rain, you were wrong.

For the next few weeks Kagami noticed your hesitance around her, and your compulsive need to cover yourself around her. She thought back to the past weeks, maybe she had done something wrong, but she couldn’t recollect any such thing, so she opted to ask.

“Y/n, have I done something to make you uncomfortable with me?”

You looked down at your feet and grimaced,

“I have, haven’t I?” She pondered, “I’d like to fix it, may you please inform me of what I’ve done.”

“It’s stupid. I should have asked you if you were okay with it.” You mumbled, and confused her even more.

“Can you start from the beginning?”

“I wore a tight shirt the other day, and I was confident in how I looked but I should’ve asked you if you were okay with it because I ended up embarrassing you, didn’t I? You asked me why I was wearing such an outfit and, I guess, it hurt me a lot because you didn’t like it.”

Kagami remembered the encounter, but she didn’t ever remember saying that she was embarrassed of what you wore. She chalked it down to her horrible communication skills and placed her hands on your shoulders.

“I just thought it was out of the ordinary for you to wear something that tight-fit. I thought you looked lovely, and for future reference, an outfit could not make me like you more or less, and I could never be embarrassed by you.”

You smiled brightly for the first time around her since the day of the misunderstanding. It was certainly a challenge: your relationship.

You needed words of affirmation, and Kagami needed affirmation on words.

taglist: @yoriichili @tchatso @just-your-local-fanart-weirdo @the-corner-redacted @lerivaleriano @itszero16 @putting-the-fun-in-dysfunctional @oyasumimosura @tbehartoo @storm-xv @aviesnapkindoodles @lumpywolf @buckysababy @sunniewrites @jannine00742 @elmo-with-teeth @eu-ayk @luminemoon @urmywaifuu @angelchans @cxflawlessornahxd @its-romani-bitch

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vince get ready bc,, the chubby reader x y/n post is ready to come out soon >:)

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I tried logging out and logging back in! im a laptop user its just easier that way y'know? I'm gonna try nd log into it on my friends laptop tmr maybe it's just my laptop's fault T-T tumblr itself has been practically no help!

vince :((

what’s goin on with ur main account? not seeing you in my notifs makes me sad :((

I WISH I KNEW MAN!!!! I WISH I KNEW ! i'll probs have to migrate blogs at this rate i still have my vince-writes spam T-T all my hard work man will be nothing but a memory i liked seeing my account grow and i just hit 35 followers T0T which isn't alot but it's a major achievement for me T-T THIS IS SO MEANNN TUMBLR UGH IM GONNA FO CRY