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I’m so emotional about dinosaur stuffed animals,,, there are these creatures, extinct long before any of us were alive, but we found their bones and their eggs and their footprints. And we made drawings and models of what they could’ve looked like. And we made them into stuffed animals so we could hold them. We made them soft so we could love them. I’m sobbing

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Safe

Anddd day 29 is now finished! I'm still shocked we have one more day left of Adrienette April :O. I swear it goes by sooo quickly! Anywho, I hope you like this lil oneshot <3

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“Claws in!” Adrien called out, detransforming with a panting breath. He fell back against Marinette’s table, head in his hands as he tried to calm his racing heart. His mind was awhirl, lost in panic and confusion as the vision of himself cradling a crumbling Ladybug filled his head. 

Stop it! Stop it! It was over! He already defeated the akuma!

He clenched his eyes shut, trying to rid himself of the vision but it didn’t work. Instead, it seemed to make it worse as the image of Ladybug appeared to crumble in his arms. She disappeared, blown away by the wind and Adrien cried out in pain.

“What’s happening, Adrien?” Plagg asked, hovering nearby with a pair of wide, concerned green eyes.

He shook his head, panting, “Ladybug didn’t perform a Miraculous Ladybug. The nightmare’s still here!” Adrien forced his eyes shut even tighter, banging his fists against his head in the hopes this would rid him of the panic that was gripping his heart. 

As lost as he was in the whirl of his mind, he didn’t hear the creak of the trapdoor as Marinette poked her head out to look outside. He didn’t see her lips gape open in shock at the surprise of seeing him far... far away from London. He did, however, hear her gasp of incredulity as she threw her arms around him, pulling him into her embrace. Instantly, without thinking, Adrien collapsed into Marinette’s arms, inhaling the familiar, comforting scent of her perfume.

"Oh my god! Adrien, what are you doing here? What's wrong?" She rocked him in her arms, slowly running her hands through his hair.

He simply shook his head, clenching his eyes shut tighter as tears leaked from the corners.

“Are you hurt? Did you jump off of the plane?” Marinette muttered to herself. Her hands moved from his hair to run along his sides, searching for wounds. After a few seconds, she scoffed, “What am I saying did you jump from the plane? Of course, you didn’t jump. You’d have died if you did. But then how could you have gotten here from London? Doesn’t matter! What matters is you’re here and safe!”  

Marinette’s ramblings actually had Adrien cracking open an eye to peek up at her. Leave it to Marinette to be able to combat the effects of an akuma attack that had him reeling. A small smile began to spread across his lips as he managed to mutter, “Akuma.”

  “Akuma?” she asked questioningly, her brow furrowing before her eyes widened with understanding. “Akuma!” 

She pulled out her phone, her worried frown growing deeper as she read something there. Marinette shook her head, placing her phone back in her pocket as she seemed to get lost in thought. 

“Marinette?” Adrien asked weakly. “Are you alright?”

She blinked down at him. “Yes! I’m fine! But obviously, you’re not. Do you happen to know what this akuma’s power was? The ability to put you in two places at once? Or... or transport you?”

He grimaced, his heart racing once more with fear. “No... nightmares,” he whispered.

“Oh, you poor thing.” Marinette’s eyes softened considerably as she clutched him to her tighter. After a few silent, wonderful moments, she murmured. “And you need Ladybug’s lucky charm to fix everything I’m guessing?”

Adrien nodded, burying his head further into her arms.

Her grip on him loosened as she stared down at him sadly. “Then I’m afraid I’ll have to leave now, Adrien,” Marinette said, gently running her thumb across his cheek.

“Leave?” he questioned, frowning up on her. He tightened his hands that were clutching to her waist. He didn’t want her to go. She was the only thing left that was keeping him from going positively insane.

“This isn’t how I imagined telling you, but it’s necessary. The only way you’re going to get better is if I go and purify that akuma.”

Adrien felt like he was choking. It felt like he had just been hit by a wrecking ball. Suddenly, everything made so much more sense. Because if Marinette needed to purify the akuma, then that meant...

“Tikki, spots on!” she called, a wave of pink light bubbled around her as she began to transform right before his eyes.

Ladybug knelt down before him, her gloved hand trailing along his cheek, in a manner that was just so Marinette. “I’ll be right back, my love. I’d take you with me, but it just wouldn’t be safe for you. I’m not certain where this akuma is or what Chat Noir has or hasn’t done yet.”

“I do.” He grinned up at her.

“What?” Ladybug frowned back at him before her mouth gaped open as Adrien called on his own transformation, green light engulfing him just the same. 

Chat managed to stand, the nightmare abating some as he focused on the fact that Ladybug stood directly before him. “The akuma’s been taken care of already, m’lady. All that’s left is for you to use your Miraculous Ladybugs.”

Quick as a flash, he felt her arms wrap around his neck as she threw herself into his arms. “So is that how you got to Paris so quickly?”

He chuckled, clutching her to him just as tightly. “You caught me. This was the real reason I had come to your balcony. I wanted to tell you I was Chat Noir but got a little cat up on the way.”

Ladybug pulled back, rolling her sparkling blue eyes at him as she gave a familiar, bubbly giggle. “You absolutely have the same sense of humor with those puns of yours. I should have seen it before.”

“Well, lady’s first.” Chat gestured for her to lead the way, eager for them to purify the akuma and discuss what this would mean for them.

She pecked his cheek, whispering, “I’m glad it was you, Adrien.” 

Quick as a flash, she took her yo-yo, wrapping it around a nearby rooftop before swinging away. With the extension of his baton, he followed her. Just like always.

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"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?

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what if i just rest my eyes for a second

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Throwback to when I took painkillers and woke up with Photoshop open on my computer to this image I had made

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Fun fact about the underworld saga:

‘558 men who died under your command’ from The Underworld, combined with ‘43 left under your command’ from Ruthlessness, doesn’t add up to 600 men.

Which means that the guy who fell off Circe’s roof and died is canon to Epic the musical.

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Master doc that contains different resources and support for many countries including Palestine, Congo, Haiti, Hawai’i, etc ((op is underneath the link))

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Adrien modelling masc clothing for his father his whole childhood, eventually disappearing from the modelling world in his adulthood against his fathers wishes, then coming back out of the blue modelling fem/masc/androgynous clothing under his girlfriends fashion company :33333 (a huge rival to agreste fashion hehe)

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I’m so sorry other character stans but Toph Beifong is THE character of all time

Disabled, doesn’t “overcome” it but adapts and forces others to adapt instead.

Spoiled rotten rich kid with refined rich kid manners but chooses not to use them unless weaponizong them, can should and will kick your ass, but honest and good at her heart

A PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER EARTHBENDING MASTER AND HUSTLER AT AGE 12

Literally the definition of swag from womb to tomb

Do I even need to bring up metalbending?

INVENTED METALBENDING

Violence to show affection

Aang and Sokka quite possibly the only thing holding her back from straight up murder several times.

Definition of “do you want me to kill that guy for you? Cause it seems like he sucks. And I’ll totally kill that guy for you”

^ this is the real reason we never got a Toph and Zuko teamup, it would probably take her 3 minutes to convince Zuko to just kill his dumb lame dad already

I’m soooo sorry but she is UNMATCHED. Toph Beifong for President

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Have you REALLY lost your scissors if you aren't walking around making scissor motions with your fingers in an attempt to lure them back out?

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It would have been cute if Adrien had kept that pottery wheel Marinette gave him in season 4. He seemed genuinely interested in it, and we could have had this delightful progression of ugly little armature pottery filling up the Agreste mansion from that point onward.

It could have started in Adrien’s room at first, with just a few little bowls and misshapen vases appearing on his coffee table and nightstand. But then by season five, they’re in the kitchen and living room. Eventually, they’re all over Gabriel’s studio because Nathalie knows that he hates the ugly little things, because they are mediocre products of a hobby that Gabe did not approve for his son, but he knows that if he says a word about it she will snap him like twig over one of her robot legs.

And then one day, Chat Noir gifts one of these little pots to Ladybug. Because she’s his best friend, but also because Adrien is seriously running out of space but is having too much fun with his pottery wheel to stop making them. And while Ladybug does give him a cursory speech about how they really shouldn’t be giving each other gifts, she accepts it, because it’s season 5, and she has a crush by this point. 

And depending on whether Adrien had gotten into glazing and firing his pottery by this point, maybe he even added a little yellow rose to the pot to symbolize friendship. And a little black cat, because you know. He’s him. (And the two would not be at all in proportion to one another.)

Then weeks later, when Adrien just happens to be hanging out at his girlfriend’s place, he happens to glance over at her sewing table and sees a familiar little pot holding a bunch of spare bobbins and fabric scraps. And then his head explodes. 

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adrien not everyone knows your chat noir

ive had this in my head for a while but i finally drew it

i need to draw funny things with these silly lil guys again

trying a new digital pen gonna use it for sketching eeeeee

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Zukka!!! :)

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adrien is acespec, autistic, genderqueer, and arguably not human (sentibeing). he does not realize any of these facts, however, because that would require knowing himself. which he does not

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Zukka comic for a friend