"I hate you.”
The statement comes as Satoru leans against your door frame, your hand pressed to his shoulder as you try to get him to leave — to be on time for his train, for anything, just this once. It's a losing battle, trying to kick the lanky, lovesick sorcerer out of your apartment. He hovers in your doorway and lures you in with charming smirks and sweet little kisses. Just one more, he promises, all cheshire grinned and rosy cheeked, one more and then he'll finally go. And then one more turns into two turns into three.
“Oh yeah?”
You poise your hands on your hips. “Yeah.”
Without wasting a second, he takes your chin between his fingers, thumb ghosting along your bottom lip. His other hand curls around your waist. "Care to explain why?"
“You just-” You scoff, scrunching your nose in frustration, and when Satoru can’t stop the gooey smile from growing on his face, you rush to take his face into your palms, the pads of your thumbs resting in the curve of his dimples. “These. I hate these.”
“What?” A chuckle forces its way from Satoru’s throat, clipping his words as his skin warms. His hand abandons your chin in favor of finding purchase around your wrist, his thumb skimming your pulse point as it goes. “Use your words, angel.”
You groan, eyes rolling. “Your stupid smile and your stupid dimples. I hate them and I hate you. I just wanna-” And then, as if a switch suddenly flips, your gentle touch morphs into a pinch and then a squeeze, and suddenly Satoru’s cheeks are positively squished.
“Whe- Hey. Ow, o- Baby-”
It’s not your fault, you think. It’s not your fault he’s so handsome, so damn near perfect it makes your knees weak. You’re not responsible for any acts of violent cute aggression, honest. And besides, if his little huffs and giggles are anything to go by, Satoru loves the attention – as usual.
"You–" you shake his head in your hold like a dog attacks a chew toy, "drive me crazy."
With bright eyes and puckered lips, Satoru asserts, "But you love me."
You let out an exaggerated sigh, like admitting what you both already know to be true is such a bother, but your hold on his cheeks softens just as your frustration melts into a shy smile. "I do."
Satoru's nose brushes yours and you can feel him press a smirk against your lips, his voice just above a whisper as he teases, "I knew it."
He kisses you then, stealing the breath from your lungs just as he did before this whole back and forth began. And when he pulls away, you can't help but remind him, "You're gonna miss your train."
Satoru guides you back into your apartment, shutting the door behind him with his foot. He pulls you close again. "I'll catch the next one."
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Summer is officially over and fall is in, y’all. How many of you went and got yourself a chai tea latte or pumpkin spiced latte? I’m guilty of grabbing a pumpkin cold brew yesterday from thee Starbies and have zero regrets. Even though it doesn’t feel much like fall just yet in LA...it made me feel whole again. Like, don’t get me wrong I love summer as much as the next person because margs and stuff, BUT pumpkin time means holidays are quickly approaching and who doesn’t love the holiday feels? Also hi, I’m Miles Teller and I never know when to shut up.
@hfrpstarters
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The Dog and The Ants: a Dilemma
There was once a dog and three ants debating on who deserves the bread crumb that they had both found at the same time. The crumb was fairly large for a crumb, but it was not big enough to be split.
The dog was a stray, and had not been able to eat in a few days. The ants had food back at their nest with the other ants. The crumb was barely big enough for the dog to taste, let alone get full from. The crumb could feed the three ants and maybe one more if they are a bit less than their fill. The ants had been searching for food all day. The dog just happened upon it.
I hate to do this but reblog because I want to know what more people think. I actually made this myself :)
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Intro post^^
Hihii, I’m Maddy. I like art, rambling, miraculous and pokemon, I have a fondness for side characters in media and making aus.
I’m Autistic, I have adhd and I’m a lesbian on the aroace spectrum. My pronouns are she/her
My favorite character from miraculous is max kante and I am currently rewriting miraculous as a whole. I’ve been talking about this rewrite with my friend @nerd-chocolate and I’ve even posted the first chapter of the fic

+ Updated rewrite designs
Questions are open!!
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Btw if you see 🦇🎃 i'm on this bitch ~Raile
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back home from looking at rocks all day. somebody please rearrange my guts <3
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