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dailymlgifs · 9 months
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son-in-law material.
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fragmentedink · 2 months
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WIP Aesthetics: The Male Characters of Iron Wrought
Forgive Me
I'm Just a M a n
tag list: @incandescent-creativity @idreamonpaper @solangelo3088 @halstudies @livvywrites @lux-scriptum @jaimistorytellerreposts @mecharose
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trhor · 1 year
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First four in the line of Succession - As of 2064
1. Theodora, The Princess of Cymru, Duchess of Kernow | 2. Laoisa, Princess Royal, Duchess of Strathearn | 3. Prince Adrien of Strathearn | 4. Princess Isla of Strathearn
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kyouka-supremacy · 9 months
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Current arc sskk as the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice: Akutagawa died and Atsushi is doing anything to bring him back to life, and when he finally succeeds, when he finally manages to snap Akutagawa out of the vampire state, Akutagawa dies again because he was already dead when he was bitten. Atsushi's incommensurable love for him being Akutagawa's greatest sentence of death, because if he hadn't snapped Akutagawa out of it, if he had loved him less, Akutagawa would still be there.
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dearmayura · 2 years
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devilsmenu · 4 months
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Spotify wrapped meme (@grcycosmcs)
20. forget-me-not (ワスレナグサ) by Flower
"Keep on staying healthy, okay? It's not good to skip meals or not taking care of yourself" Peni said and gave the other a bottle of water.
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johnnyutahh · 1 year
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ADRIEN BRODY in BULLET HEAD (2017)
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parfaitthewitch · 2 years
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Been thinking about this for like 5 minutes so I drew it. (If you don’t know, this is based off of Rem and Ram from rezero)
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lollipopmixclo9 · 2 years
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Adrien hugs his legs, sniffing again, and fucking- AHHHHHHH.
“Please don’t start crying again.” I say in annoyance. “The last time you did that it took years out of my life.”
Chapter 15: Ikari Gozen: Part 2
Buck Up Kitten, Our Tail Ain’t Fin-ished Yet by @nervou5wr3ck
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maximumjinx · 2 years
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Ladybug’s Finale Chapter 8
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Absolute chaos ensued. 
Adrien put on a smile, easy and giddy, but turned to Ladybug with eyes that said What the fuck?. 
She could tell she had made a mistake. 
One loud mouthed blonde managed to push her way through the crowd and wrap  an arm around Adrien. 
“If this crowd doesn't clear out in two minutes I’m calling city police.” Chloe seethed, her blonde hair up in signature ponytail and wearing a loose sundress. She turned to Ladybug, hard eyes set on the heroine. 
“I’ve got him from here, you can go.” Adrien felt like a baton had been passed, and while Ladybug looked as if she wanted to say more, she nodded and swung away.
“Chloe-” he tried, but was cut off by the honk of a loud horn. Chloe’s car had pulled up beside them, blocked by reporters.
“50 seconds.” She yelled again, phone high in the air like a weapon. It was probably the scariest weapon she had. 
The mob grumbled and began to disperse. 
“You’re just causing all sorts of trouble these days, aren't you Adrikins?” Chloe sighed, and quickly ushered him into the car. Well, it was a shove really. Chloe has never been gentle, even as kids. 
“Where are we-”
“I have to say, I’m just glad it’s not Dupain-Cheng.” She interrupted loudly, glancing at him from the corner of her eye as the car began to move. “Don’t lead that pitiful girl on though, it’s uncouth.”
Adrien blinked. Lead Marinette on?
“I- I wouldn’t. She doesn’t like me like that!” He coughed, feeling like he had been caught with his hand in a cookie jar. 
Chloe turned to her childhood friend and stared.
“We’re just friends.” Adrien finished lamely. She snorted and shook her head.
“Thank you for the help back there. We were really caught off guard.” He added, after a moment of silence. Chloe picked at her nail polish. 
Adrien remembered Chloe used to do it more as a kid, picking off the color of her nails and being chastised for it by Audrey. Even now she never seemed to kick the habit. Freshly painted nails every morning, and clean ones by bed. It was the reason Adrien himself was a skilled manicurist. 
“You can drop me off at home.” 
“Hah.” Chloe said flatly, “What, so Natalie or your dad could interrogate you? You and Ladybug have been headline news since this morning. Thanks for leaving me alone in class by the way.”
Adrien felt his heart rate quicken. So much for stealth, he doubt he could sneak around the house looking for miraculous when he had just been seen with the person trying to take his father down. 
“I have no idea why she would say we were dating.” Adrien groaned, head in his hands. Was it his ultimate dream? Obviously. Was it the worst timing and pretext? Yes.
“Arent you? You’ve been in love with her for like- a year.”
“What!?” Adrien blubbered, turning to Chloe with ears and cheeks red.
“You forget I’m one of the few people that has been on your computer hon.” She rolled her eyes, taking out her phone.
“You told me you were googling stuff for homework!”
“Normal teenage boys hide much worse than 389 photos of Ladybug in an unmarked folder.”
Adrien blew a breath. He couldn’t bring up the extensive back up drive with more content and fanfiction.
“Daddy?” Chloe brought up her pitch to a dull whine, phone tucked between shoulder and ear as she continued to pick at her nails. “Adrien is staying over tonight. No daddy, he’s not sleeping in my room. Just go to your meeting.”
“Well we aren’t dating.” Adrien huffed as she hung up.
Chloe shot him a look. The way that Ladybug looked at Adrien...
Well, she supposed she could hold onto one more secret.
“Whatever you say.”
“I’m an idiot, I am so stupid, why did I say that?!” Marinette paced around her balcony while Tikki watched, comically large cookie in tiny all powerful paw.
“I’m sure you can fix it Marinette.”
“I can’t! The press are vicious they’ll think we’re secretly dating if I deny it now!”
"Then why say it?"
"Freudian slip of the tongue?! I don't KNOW!" Marinette fell to her knees with her head in her hands.
"I never much liked Freud... he had a weird fixation on his mom." Tikki pondered while munching.
Marinette felt her phone blow up with alerts from the ladyblog. She still followed it to keep track of akuma attacks, but she knew that this couldn't be an akuma now.
It was the mountain of gossip she had placed herself under.
This wasn't like the negative emotions she was used to blocking. The emotion that was building in her chest was anxiety, panic and a smidge of embarrassment. The tips of her ears burned.
"Adrien is going to kill me. And then his father is going to lock him up forever."
"Hawkmoth wouldn't touch Adrien, not when he thinks it will lead to Ladybug's miraculous." Tikki assured. She floated in front of her holder, carefully prying Marinette's hands from her face. "You can use this to your advantage."
Marinette looked at her tiny friend helplessly.
"How? Adrien is going to be watched like a hawk now. He probably won't be able to train or transform."
"Maybe, but he's been defiant of his dad for a while now. He was probably close to being sent to boarding school. Now Hawkmoth is forced to keep him in school and close by, where he can watch." Tikki gave a hardened glare to her chosen. "Think it through Marinette, what are your options?"
It wasn't like she could suddenly see the objects around her light up to make this situation better. Marinette screwed her eyes shut and forced herself to think.
Okay, so Hawkmoth thinks Ladybug and Adrien are dating. Ladybug was now the distraction, the illusion that will keep Hawkmoth's attention away from their plan. He may think they've slipped up, but it will make it so that he's not paying attention to her biggest asset.
She could make this work, but she needs to be able to talk to Adrien without the mask and the attention.
"I have to tell Adrien my identity Tikki, we're going to need "nobody" Marinette to start pulling some weight." She gave an uneasy smile. "Spots on!"
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Chloe was almost done with Adrien's hair. Her favorite past time, what better way to use a model than like a giant Ken Doll? She smiled giddly as her hands slicked his blonde locks on the side of his head back, leaving the top of his head lightly curled at the edge of his brows.
"I wish you would let me cut your hair like you used to." She purred, absolutely delighted with the casual greaser look she has managed to perfect.
"My father banned you for a year last time you did that."
"Yeah," Chloe shrugged, "but it was worth it. Did you know Sabrina used to have hair down to her back? I thought she would look better with a bob."
"God, Chlo."
"What?" She huffed, "Sometimes I'm wrong. Very rarely. I'll admit it."
Adrien shook his head. He was trying to calm down and Chloe was doing a great job distracting him, but he wished he could talk to Ladybug and figure out what the game plan was.
Almost like magic (kwami magic specifically), a knock was heard outside the door.
"Jean-Pierre, that better be the blue crop top for Adrien or you're fired!" Chloe hollered, running to her bedroom door with excitement. The door swung open to show Ladybug, sheepishly (and terribly) disguised in a cape and motor cycle helmet.
"You were able to get in unnoticed like that?" Adrien gaped as she pulled the helmet off, the door shutting behind her.
"Not quite unnoticed, but no one recognized me!" She huffed, clearly just having used to the stairs to come up.
"I find that hard to believe." Chloe scoffed, pinching the cape in her fingers.
Ladybug shooed her hand away, pulling off the last of her disguise. She turned back to Adrien, a small blush on her cheeks.
"Your hair looks nice."
Adrien beamed, "Tha-"
"Thank you! Finally some taste around here." Chloe smirked.
"Chlo, would you give us a minute?"
She wrinkled her nose, "Just don't do anything gross. This is still my room and the maids just washed the sheets."
"Chloe!" Two voices yelled.
"What? I'm dead serious." Chloe huffed, stepping outside and slamming the door behind her. An awkward silence filled the room.
"That was my best and only friend for most of my childhood."
"I'm surprised you didn't turn out worse."
"Hey!"
"I only speak the truth." Ladybug shrugged, collapsing onto the couch. "Speaking of... I messed up earlier.
"Oh?" Adrien sat beside her. "What gave you that impression?"
The top read article right now included facemorphs of their potential children. There was poll ranking baby names.
"There is a bright side!" She ignored his sarcasm and began to explain the benefits to having Hawkmoth focused on Adrien and Ladybug's fake relationship.
"We can continue to plan our attack while he's focused on you and I, as our alter egos!"
"Problem," Adrien interrupted, "I don't know your civilian identity."
"Solution!" She gave a weak smile, "You actually do."
"I do?!" The blonde jumped up, eyes wide. He put both hands up.
"Wait, wait, you just said it would be very bad to reveal yourself at this point."
"Master Fu gave his blessing."
"But I'll die." He looked at Ladybug seriously, "when I find out who you are my heart will stop beating and I'll die."
"Aren't you being dramatic?"
"How did you react to finding out my identity again?"
Ladybug couldn't meet Adrien's gaze, "Not well?"
"Not well!" Adrien agreed, "And I'm in love with you, so I'll freak out much more!"
A deep blush flooded her cheeks, "Adrien!"
"It's true Bug!" His cheeks were also scarlet, "I like you. You're identity will kill me."
"You can't possibly like me that much!"
"I do! I super duper do! The only way I could possibly like you more is if you were-" Adrien sealed his lips, eyes wild.
"Who?"
"I can't say it."
Ladybug furrowed her brow. "Adrien, who is it?"
"We just started getting close, I can't say it!" He stomped his feet like a child. He tried looking away.
"Chat-!"
"It's Marinette!" He slapped his hand over his mouth, neck and ears fully red. He shut his eyes. "Oh god, I like Marinette, okay?"
He heard Ladybug let out a wheeze, and the sound of her dropping back on the couch. She stared endlessly across the room.
Adrien couldn't open his eyes, "Say something LB."
"Say what?"
"Anything." There was a beat of silence.
"Spots off."
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dailymlgifs · 1 year
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MIRACULOUS AWAKENING
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fragmentedink · 7 months
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what a day to remember:
Cameron is autistic
Nik has anxiety and adhd
Ash is blind and has adhd
Bairre has bipolar disorder and is dyslexic
Dacia has depression
Adrien is severely dyslexic and can't read
Seida has depression
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tea-of-destiny · 5 days
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oh shit i think i just came up with the prose motif for secret keeping ch. 2
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dearmayura · 2 years
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nathalie + witnessing... that
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lindsayrps · 4 months
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adrien cormier dev
BASIC INFORMATION
FULL NAME: adrien etienne cormier NICKNAME(S): none, really. PREFERRED NAME(S): adrien BIRTH DATE: july 5, 1990 AGE: 33 GENDER: cis male PRONOUNS: he/him ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: heteroromantic SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual NATIONALITY: french ETHNICITY: white CURRENT LOCATION: paris, france. LIVING CONDITIONS: 2 bed, 2 bath apartment in palais bourbon. he can literally see the eiffel tower from his living room.
BACKGROUND
BIRTH PLACE: paris HOMETOWN: paris SOCIAL CLASS: middle EDUCATION LEVEL: university educated FATHER: maxime cormier MOTHER: camille cormier SIBLING(S): manon, delphine BIRTH ORDER: adrien, manon, delphine CHILDREN: n/a PET(S): technically none but there is a cat in the building who comes to hang out on his balcony that he may or may not feed from time to time. OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES: brother in law, thierry, + niece, adele (8), from delphine. PREVIOUS RELATIONSHIPS: more than his fair share of varying length. he's not allergic to commitment, just aware that some of the women he's dated in the past are painfully shallow. ARRESTS?: no PRISON TIME?: no
OCCUPATION & INCOME
PRIMARY SOURCE OF INCOME: sorbonne research assistant SECONDARY SOURCE OF INCOME: tour guide CONTENT WITH THEIR JOB (OR LACK THERE OF)?: they're both good, so yes, rather content. being a tour guide gets a little tedious, at times, but he doesn't love it any less. PAST JOB(S): cater-waiter, kitchen dishwasher, whole lot of things that made him realize he would never want to work in food service ever again. SPENDING HABITS:  not frugal but not overly indulgent either.
SKILLS & ABILITIES
PHYSICAL STRENGTH:  A SPEED: A- INTELLIGENCE: depends on the subject. if it's french/french history based, he's got it on lock. (mostly bc he has to as a tour guide.) ACCURACY: B AGILITY: A STAMINA: A TEAMWORK: C, highly dependent on the team he's expected to work with TALENTS: encyclopedic knowledge on french history SHORTCOMINGS: very much prefers to lone wolf it. like, if he can do it by himself, he will and he will not ask for anyone's help/company/etc. LANGUAGE(S) SPOKEN: french, english DRIVE?: yes JUMP-STAR A CAR?: yes CHANGE A FLAT TIRE?: yes RIDE A BICYCLE?: yes SWIM?: yes PLAY AN INSTRUMENT?: no PLAY CHESS?: yes BRAID HAIR?: yes TIE A TIE?: yes PICK A LOCK?: yes 
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE & CHARACTERISTICS
FACE CLAIM: lucas bravo EYE COLOR: blue HAIR COLOR: brown GLASSES/CONTACTS?: both; contacts more often than glasses. very, very weak prescription either way. DOMINANT HAND: right HEIGHT: 6'0 BUILD: athletic EXERCISE HABITS: biggest, most frequent form is walking literally everywhere. consistently hits 10k+ steps every single day, often more. weightlifting, occasionally, but nothing too terribly excessive, in general. SKIN TONE: medium, a little more tan depending on the season. TATTOOS: none PEIRCINGS: none MARKS/SCARS: a crescent shaped scar on his left hand from when he and manon were kids and she bit him. NOTABLE FEATURES: piercing eyes, constant stubble/five o'clock shadow. USUAL EXPRESSION: neutral, if not somewhat amused. CLOTHING STYLE: elevated casual JEWELRY: simple watch, thin gold chain necklace. ALLERGIES: n/a DIET: everything in moderation PHYSICAL AILMENTS: n/a
PSYCHOLOGY
ENNEAGRAM TYPE: the challenger MORAL ALIGNMENT: true neutral TEMPERAMENT: phlegmatic ELEMENT: air MENTAL CONDITIONS/DISORDERS: n/a SOCIABILITY: highly sociable in the right situations EMOTIONAL STABILITY: high OBSESSION(S): n/a COMPULSION(S):  n/a PHOBIA(S):  n/a ADDICTION(S):  n/a DRUG USE: yes. he smokes, not like a chimney but still smokes nonetheless. ALCOHOL USE: yes. social drinker, mostly. PRONE TO VIOLENCE?: no.
MANNERISMS
SPEECH STYLE: formal when it comes to tour groups, casual otherwise. ACCENT: french QUIRKS:  n/a HOBBIES: honestly, he'll try anything once, so the hobbies are varied. movies, festivals, museums/galleries, trivia night at whatever bar is close by. he loves taking adele to museums. HABITS:  n/a NERVOUS TICKS: n/a DRIVES/MOTIVATIONS: making the most out of life. that's it. FEARS: none really. POSITIVE TRAITS: loyal, fantastic listener, spontaneous, adventurous, adaptable, honest, intelligent. NEGATIVE TRAITS: argumentative, assertive, impulsive, independent. SENSE OF HUMOR: dry DO THEY CURSE OFTEN?: not frequently, but it's not out of his vocabulary.
FAVORITES
ACTIVITY: travelling ANIMAL: cats BEVERAGE: coffee BOOK: too many to pick just one CELEBRITY: n/a COLOR: blue DESIGNER: n/a FOOD: really, everything is good. FLOWER: lavender GEM: moonstone HOLIDAY:  christmas MODE OF TRANSPORTATION: metro MOVIE: too many to pick just one MUSICAL ARTIST: phoenix SCENERY: cityscapes SCENT: petrichor SPORT: soccer SPORTS TEAM: french national TELEVISION SHOW: too many to pick just one WEATHER: rainy and cool VACATION DESTINATION: spain or portugal
ATTITUDES
GREATEST DREAM: being happy with his life at the end of it all GREATEST FEAR: feeling like he'd missed out on something/wasted time/didn't do things worthwhile MOST AT EASE WHEN: situationally dependent. he's generally always at ease. LEAST AT EASE WHEN: again, situationally dependent. if the focus is on him and solely him, outside of tour groups, he's a little uneasy but it depends on the context. WORST POSSIBLE THING THAT COULD HAPPEN: anything bad to parents, siblings, niece, brother in law, etc. BIGGEST REGRET: none so far. MOST EMBARRASSING MOMENT: the only one who remembers his embarrassing moments are himself, so, do they really count? BIGGEST SECRET: a considerable open book, no real secrets. TOP PRIORITIES: family/job/everything else (for now)
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queenscharacters · 1 year
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"You're my husband now..." Claire to Adrien (she sleepy smilin')
Adrien had never been a soft person. Despite being the baby of his siblings, and one of the youngest in the family, he had never been coddled. Outward expressions of love wasn’t something he was used to. Sure, he got some affection when he was with his extended family, but that was never guaranteed. A lot of the aunties that had been sweeter to him were long gone for some reason or another. His older brother, the one person in his immediate household who had been kind, stopped showing emotion when he lost his family. That was almost 12 years ago at this point. For the lost part, he really didn’t know what he was doing when he was around others.
When it came to Claire, though, he didn’t need to worry about his lack of experience. His awkwardness was almost nonexistent. Everything felt natural with her - even things like smiling, cuddling, or even being domestic in front of others. They were like two magnets. He didn’t even have to think about his actions around her. It was why he had been basically proposing to her since a few weeks of dating. He knew she was his future wife - it literally only made sense for this kind of pull to her - and he didn’t feel like wasting his time. She clearly thought he wasn’t being serious, except until maybe recently.
And now they were actually married.
While he could be smug, because Lord knew he was, he just smiled back at her softly. “Legally, yes, but I’ve been considering myself that within 3 weeks of knowing you…glad we’re finally on the same page.” He teased, leaning forward to press a kiss to her forehead. Then, he went in for her lips. Even if she was sleepy, his wife responded back ever so enthusiastically.
He pulled her flush to him, his hands sliding up her shirt - one hand on the small of her back, the other on her growing belly. After the stress of tonight, knowing their son was okay was just another bit of relief he was awarded. He hasn’t realized how much he loved their kid, or at least the idea of him, until he thought that something might’ve happened to him. “I love you.” He murmured, settling his chin on top of her head. “And I promise I’m always going to keep you guys safe.”
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