#this was in my head

[overworkedunderwhelmed]

“Oh!” Chat Noir’s eyes grew very wide, watching with a little less trepidation at the familiar sight and far more amusement, as he his eyes darted over to meet the blue eyes of his very lovely companion. “However did we get trapped in here again?”

For her part, Marinette just snorted as Chat Noir proceed to curl up next to her and make himself very comfortable. “At least he isn’t trying to sink us both to the bottom of the Seine this time.”

Chat simply winked at her. “I bet I could handle it, now.”

Evillustrator just gaped at the sight of Marinette’s arm now draping over the heroes’ shoulder, through the very see-through box he had drawn to trap them both. Reverser stood at his side, just facepalming. “I really need to work on my aim. I wanted to reverse Marinette’s feelings for Adrien!”

Evillustrator shook his head. “I never thought Chat Noir would take a hit for anyone but Ladybug...”

Then again, Chat Noir looked very comfortable, happily curling up beside Marinette, half sprawled across her lap.

Reverser just shouted. “You know you’re not actually locked in, right?”

Marinette just shrugged, fondly pressing her hand to Chat Noir’s cheek before letting her lips press to the tip of his nose once again. “Cats are very fond of boxes.”

Chat smirked up at her. “Among other things.”

Evillustrator looked increasingly torn before Monarch’s wings lit up a mask over his face. “We’re just going to go and draw out Ladybug.”

As Chat Noir’s grin only widened at the pun, Marinette shouted. “Would you mind making the box opaque before you go?”

Shuddering, Evillustrator compiled before he and Reverser raced off to the Paris

After a few stolen moments of cuddles at kisses, they both sighed, relishing a rare attack where they weren’t forced to race all over Paris... 

“How long do you figure we have until they start looking for Adrien?” Chat whispered.

Marinette sighed, leaning her head against his chest. Her dismay quickly turned into amusement as she started to plan. “Well, since they haven’t found Ladybug yet... maybe she will be very nice and pick Adrien up from his balcony.”

In one self-assured move, Chat summoned his Cataclysm once the magic box was no more. “Promises, promises.” He grinned, deploying his baton to the shore to save them both the indignity of another dip in the Seine.

As neither one was willing to let go, even though they were both back of solid ground, Chat Noir catapulted them both up to race the rooftops as his ring started to protest with increasing frequency.

“Think Adrien will still be hiding in the showers?” Marinette whispered into his ear. 

Chuckling, he set her down. “I think if you’re very Lucky, you might just find out.”

[s-seishiro]

notes: just a manger!fem reader x oliver aiku that’s been in my head

warnings: none

Sometimes I like to imagine if [Y/n] worked at the Blue Lock facility as a manager or something. She would help Ego and Anri behind the scenes and maybe clean the stations after the boys practice and make sure everything is running in order.

I feel like the boys would barely see her most of the time, only when she sends them letters/messages from Anri would they would have the chance to speak with her.

Now I imagine during the Blue Lock Elven vs. U-20 Japan team, that she was tasked with leading the U-20 group into the facility. During that time Oliver was flirting with her because “OH MY GOD, SHES THE MOST PRETTIEST GIRL I’VE EVER SEEN!”

I bet Oliver would try some sappy pick up line on [Y/n] like, “Can I kick this soccer ball into the goal that is your heart 😏?”

And [Y/n] is just like, “No ☺️.”

[Y/n] would not let his advances get to her. Yeah Oliver may be attractive but she doesn’t want to affiliate with the enemy.

She tells Oliver that she only cares about Blue Lock and will consider him once he joins Blue Lock. Oliver is confused, he doesn’t even think he’d want to join Blue Lock—they aren’t anything special right?

Wrong. Once the U-20 team got swallowed by Blue Lock, most of its players joined—including Aiku. Boy was the grin on his face shit-eating.

“So you’ll give me your number yeah? I’m ‘part of your beloved team now."

"(〃▽〃) Y-you’re too close Aiku-san.”

[jackotothemax]

Title: “Food Theory: The Hidden Food Lore of Castoff!”

[finlands-world]

Mots d'une illusion

(TW: body image issues, referenced self-harm)

Il y a quelque chose d’incroyablement violent

dans le regard que tu pose sur ton reflet.

J’ai du mal à comprendre pourquoi, d’ailleurs.

Ton sourire illumine les espoirs et tes yeux ont cet éclat penseur,

comme si une fascinante question flânait constamment à la lisière de tes lèvres,

comme si tu n’étais que rarement conscient du décors.

J’essaie, tu sais. 

Te renvoyer un regard aimant, un sourire sincère, 

j’y mets tout mes efforts.

Mais je ne suis capable de porter

que les accusations infondées de ton visage froid.

Je suis là chaque fois que tu pleure

que tu blesse, que tu néglige

ce corps qui pourtant ne fait que de son mieux.

Ce corps qui te permet de vivre chaque instant

dans toute son infinie beauté, dans sa tranquillité.

Et je serai là chaque fois que tu croisera ton reflet

dans les fenêtres de bâtiments obscures, 

dans le miroir de ta salle de bain,

contre la carrosserie d’une trop propre voiture,

ou même dans l’éclat de ta poignée de porte.

Que ce soit tôt ou tard,

délibéré ou accidentel,

méticuleux ou du coin de l’oeil.

Je ne suis que l’écho involontaire de tes pensées.

J’aimerais que tu te voies comme je te vois.

J’aimerais que tu me voies comme je te vois

Je ne mérite pas ces regards violents.

[the-coffee-fandom]

"Sorry I'm late... I was on my way to buy flowers for you.

Some stuff got in the way. Bruce wanted me to go across town for a fight, Dick needed me to take Damian to the museum for him since he was busy, Jason replaced all my coffee with decaf so I had to go find some caffeine. And then this cat almost got run over by a truck and I... I dropped the flowers.

But... You never really were one for the whole... Flowers thing. Physical gifts I mean. Money and all that were never really your interest. So I brought you a flower I made. Its not perfect but... I hope you like it.

I... I miss you so much... So much Mari. I hope you know that."

Tim stayed with her a little while longer before pressing a kiss to his hand and resting it on the headstone labeled Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

"I'll be back next week," he promised.

[aa-carnivorousfatality]

No one knows this ( except maybe Hobie ) but. Carnage has the potential / ability to be a really good dad. It's crazy, cause you see what he's capable of. What he's done. And what he's willing to do. And you think: ain't no way this guy would be even CLOSE to being a good dad. But he can be. He's got that protective nature and while he's a grump, he can be patient. He's the type of dad to let his kid go on and on about their favorite cartoon even though he's so lost. The kind to take his kid out exploring and show them what kind of animal is in that meadow. The kind to show them the stars and planets and teach them each constellation. The kind to make a warm bubble bath and let his kid play with their toys while he cleans them up. The kind to give piggy back rides when they are hurt. The kind to play imagination in the yard. The kind to stay with them until they fall asleep. The kind to eat that horrendous plate of waffles that his kid made, every bite of it. ( Even if there is uncooked eggs on top ).

Maybe Symbiotes aren't meant to raise their offspring. Their kids. But Carnage was created on Earth and therefore has more of Earth ideals. It's just tragic. Cause these are things he absolutely would do for his kid. But the only person he considered his kid was Hobie. Thus Hobie was probably the only one that got to SEE this side of Carnage. Which is even more heartbreaking. Cause there will never be anyone else that Carnage will be a father to. He refuses.

[cackling-beast]

The year is 2023.

You still like Homestuck.

[rosesdieinaweek]

“Well, Darling, it looks like we’re winning another point in the arranged marriage department.” There was a small smirk on Victoria’s face as she walked into the room. The only one of her siblings to take her father up on that offer and it had worked out for the pair. They didn’t hate each other and knew neither would betray the family and to Victoria that was a successful marriage. “Wyatt is pissed though.”

@disharmonicpaths​

[candyheartsjubilee]

Chartreussy

[butchdonne]

what studying literature feels like

[temporalteardrop]

bass makes a dollar. i make a dime. that's why i think about lesbian sex on company time

[loathsome-sickness]

"people show their true colours in life threatening situations" no, they show you what they act like when they're mortally terrified, an emotion notorious for literally turning your entire brain off to the point where people who go into those situations as a profession need to be literally trained on how to not have that happen

[anxiousangerball]

I don't know who needs to hear this, but

YOU DO NOT NEED TO START A NEW HOBBY!

STEP AWAY FROM THE TEXTILES!

YOU DON'T NEED MORE YARN!

THAT FABRIC IS NOT CALLING TO YOU! LEAVE IT ALONE!

[010010kom]

my single contribution to the fandom.

[planefood]

this is how the cold war ended

[epicsauce]

text conversation from my dream that i desperately wish was real