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seas-of-silver · 7 months
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Did the doctor say "triplets"?!🤭
‘Did the doctor say "triplets"?!’ Rose burst excitedly as Adrien and Marinette walked through the door of Alya and Nino’s home for their monthly Akuma Class (and friends) game day. ‘Oh, please let it be triplets!’
‘Wha-’ Marinette began.
‘No, I’m sure it’s twins,’ Mylène cut in, just as animatedly as Rose was.
‘Guys, it could be a single child,’ said Marc calmly.
‘Or quadruplets,’ Nathaniel suggested teasingly, earning him a playful elbow from Marc and a squeal of delight from the girls.
‘The real question is whether it’s a boy or a girl,’ interjected Kim.
‘And if there’s more than one, how many of which gender!’ added Ivan, looking over his shoulder. ‘Max?’
Max was sitting at the kitchen counter, paper everywhere, pen scribbling, and tapping away at the calculator. ‘Hang on. I’m almost done my calculations - Markov’s just getting me more information on their genetic history.’
‘How-’ Adrien started.
‘What about you, Alix?’ Luka prompted.
‘Hey, don’t look at me,’ Alix replied, holding her hands up by her head. ‘Even if I do know, I can’t tell you.’
Everyone grumbled at that.
‘Guys, what’s going on?’ Adrien asked, finally getting their friends’ attention.
‘We are speculating on the quantity and gender of yours and Marinette’s unborn child/children,’ Kagami informed them.
‘Right… and why now?’ questioned Marinette.
‘Because you two went to the doctors,’ answered Félix, as if that explained everything.
Marinette frowned and folded her arms. ‘And how did you find out we were at the doctors?’
Their friends went silent, but their eyes flickered, glanced, or even outright stared at Nino, who looked everywhere except at his best friends.
‘Seriously, Nino?’
Nino winced at Marinette’s unimpressed tone.
‘All I said was that you guys would be late because you had an appointment before coming over!’ he defended.
Marinette turned her gaze to Alya, who nodded.
‘It’s true,’ Alya confirmed. ‘They just took it and ran with it.’
‘But how could we not?’ piped up Socqueline. ‘We had our catch-up brunch pushed back to a late lunch because you weren’t feeling well, and when we did meet, you hardly touched the cold meats and cheeses like you normally would!’
‘Couldn’t that just be because she still wasn’t feeling well?’ Juleka muttered.
‘And Adrien has been super protective over you for the last few months,’ Zoe stated.
‘But isn’t that because of the threats she was getting from that competing designer from the competition held earlier this week?’ Sabrina asked curiously.
‘Geez, who’s side are you two on?’ Rose huffed petulantly at Juleka and Sabrina; the two merely shrugging in response.
‘Let’s just calm down, okay? We’ll tell you what happened,’ Adrien soothed, sharing a look with Marinette, and everyone settled down - even Max stopped his calculating and Markov stuck his head out of the study to listen in.
‘We went to the optometrist,’ Marinette began, and she could already see interest drop, ‘because Adrien wanted to make sure he wouldn’t need glasses like Gabriel did-‘
‘Booooooo! Gabriellll!’ came the predictable jeers from their friends. Ever since the truth was revealed about Adrien’s father, all their friends rallied around him in support, offering food, shelter and safe spaces for Adrien to find comfort in, which meant a lot to him.
‘-and we found out that Adrien’s vision is perfectly fine!’
Mutterings of how that was good news filled the room, but it was clearly not the content they were hoping for.
‘So that’s where we were this morning,’ Adrien said to their despondent crowd. ‘Oh, and we also visited Maman and Papa at the bakery to pick up the pastries for our meet-up, and to tell them they’ll be grandparents to a little boy in six months time.’
Marinette watched as their friends’ eyes widened when their words sunk in, and covered her ears and laughed at the chaos and screams of joy that exploded from their friends.
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storeboughtbrand · 2 years
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Mav at any formal Military event: My husband may be called Iceman, but he’s actually not that ice-cold or aggressive. He’s just being a good wingman 😊.
The Husband in question:
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The Others at Any Formal Military Event: Ice - Rooster
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milesworld96 · 6 months
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🕯️🕯️Manifesting that next week MJF wins the ring against Juice and Caster comes out and gets on his knee to give him the ring🕯️🕯️
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sfigatino · 1 year
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Married Adrienette was fun to think about, I wish I changed them more but I was rather un creative today lol. Done for the @miraculousfanworks May Exchange!
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the-apology-dance · 7 months
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OKAY. I DISCOVERED A HEART WRENCHING FACT.
(SPOILERS FOR GOOD OMENS 2 AHEAD)
Both seasons of Good Omens made me curious as to what is truly around St. James’s Park as it is known that Aziraphale and Crowley have a specific bench they meet at in St. James’s Park to have conversations. Which is great. This is what I choose to do with my time. Also 99% sure Crowley has been taking Aziraphale on dates unknowingly (or extremely knowingly) as the London Eye is extremely close to there as is The Ritz and Buckingham Palace.
I wish I was making up that there is seriously a “NIGHTINGALE HOSPITAL” DOWN THE ROAD FROM THERE. HAVE MERCY. Was this intentional?! Of all the names they could’ve given that hospital.
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mrsdulac · 1 month
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The venerable Tanta Olas
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88. “Don’t panic but I think we might have accidentally gotten married…”
Funnily enough, I've done this one! It's called Last Night (Lukanette, lol) but here's another (I'll do... Ladynoir):
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Marinette squinted at the squiggly lines in the grimoire as she tried to decipher the text. None of it made sense. She looked back at Tikki. “And you say that this is necessary for the holders of the ladybug and black cat to do once they are both twenty one?”
Tikki nodded. “Absolutely.”
“Why haven’t we heard about this before? Like from Su-Han or Fu?”
Tikki’s eyes drifted across her ceiling. “Because there haven’t been many ladybug and black cat holders at the same time in the last few centuries so it wouldn’t be something either of them knew about!”
“But-” 
“Trust me, Marinette! This is very important and needs to happen very soon!”
Marinette was still a bit uncertain. From what Tikki had described, this was some kind of rite of passage where the kwami would chant some kind of blessing? She wasn’t sure, but they’d chant something as she and Chat Noir held hands and it would not only serve whatever important purpose it needed to but would also bring the two closer as partners- which would hopefully help them defeat Shadow Moth. 
Even with her doubts, Marinette trusted Tikki. They’d been together for nearly eight years and if she said it needed to be done…
“Okay, Tikki. I’ll talk to Chat and get everything set up.”
Tikki smiled brightly and zoomed around the room. “Amazing! I’ll tell the other kwami to get ready!” 
As she disappeared into the miracle box, Marinette could only smile. 
What’s the worst that could happen?
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“Now kiss!” 
Ladybug’s head snapped towards Sass, the kwami that floated before the grimoire reciting the ancient words, and frowned. “Kiss?”
Sass nodded. “Yes. A kiss is required to seal the pact. It’s normal for these kinds of ceremonies.”
Still unsure but trusting the kwami, Ladybug nodded and turned to Chat. “Is that okay?”
Her partner was beaming ear to ear. “Of course. I’ve always wanted to lock lips with you and remember it, Bugaboo.”
The two pressed their lips together - Ladybug could acknowledge that it wasn’t too bad and that there was a spark that had her wanting to stay in the embrace a little longer - before pulling away. 
As soon as they parted, the kwami burst into cheers and celebration. 
“Congrats!”
“Congratulations!’ 
“This is amazing!”
“Can’t believe it took eight years!”
“I wonder when they’ll be little hatchlings?”
“They’ll probably come once they’re used to cohabitating!” 
Ladybug’s head spun as the kwami continued to cheer and shout things that made no sense to her. It wasn’t until she turned and saw the look on Chat’s face that she realized something was going on. 
“Chat? What’s wrong?”
The black cat hero cleared his throat a few times before meeting her eyes. “I think… Um, well, based on what they’re saying-”
“Just tell me. I have no idea what’s going on?”
Rubbing the back of his neck, Chat took a deep breath. “Don’t panic, but I think we might have accidentally just gotten married.”
Everything spun around Ladybug for a moment as the words registered in her head. 
Married.
They were married?
How?
Why?
Who? 
Then it clicked.
That sneaky little bug! 
“Spots off!” 
The transformation dropped and her kwami emerged from the earrings looking mighty guilty.
“Tikki…” Marinette began.
The kwami threw up her hands. “It was for your own good! You’ve been denying your feelings for Chat for ages and me and Plagg decided to do something about it!”
Marinette’s eyes bulged. “But marriage? Tricking us into some kind of kwami-ordained wedding? How- Come back here!” She shouted as Tikki zoomed away.
Unaware of her gobsmacked partner, Marinette took off after the kwami. “Tikki! You tricked me!” 
A few minutes later, Chat Noir’s mind began working again. “Claws in.” When Plagg appeared looking smug, Adrien’s eyes widened further. “Marinette? Marinette’s Ladybug? And we’re married?”
Plagg grinned. “Congrats, Kid. I hear the honeymoon phase is the best part.” Adrien didn’t move an inch as the kwami winked at him before looking around the room. “Now where’s the cheese?”
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ayydrienagreste · 1 year
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Oh! I forgot about these!
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jheqiawrites · 1 year
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All is Calm, the Future's Bright
This is my @mlsecretsanta gift for @juliettelime! You wanted some sweet holiday fluff, so I hope this delivers the feels. Merry Christmas!
Adrien leaned against the door frame, staring at the blue-black messy bun that was bent obsessively over the desk.  He smiled.  He had known from day one of his lady’s brilliant, creative mind and her ability to bring the most convoluted plans to fruition, but the same intensity that had led them safely through hundreds of battles also led her to get easily overwhelmed by deadlines and panic over setbacks.  
“Of course, knowing that Ladybug is Marinette means I know how to take care of her when she gets like this,”  he thought warmly.  It was just what made her the woman he loved, the woman he needed in his life as much as the air he breathed.
Padding softly across the crimson rug of her studio, he eased up behind her.  Moving slowly so as not to trigger her selfdefense skills - it took getting thrown off a building only once to get that through his thick skull - he placed the mug of hot chocolate on the desk where she could see it but there was no way she could knock it over.
Then, bending over, he kissed the back of her neck gently, the loose curls hanging there delightfully tickling his nose.
“Hmmm,” was her only response, a questioning lilt in her hum as her stylus skated over the tablet.
“It’s getting late, love,” he murmured, breathing in deeply of the scents of flowers and citrus in her hair and the deeper, more personal scent of her that drove him to distraction even when he wasn’t transformed.  “You’ve been at it all day.”
Marinette sighed.  “I was just trying to get this finished.  You know the spring line needs to be in production by mid-January and-“
“Yes, I know,” he interrupted, wrapping his arms around her.  “But I know you also need to rest well to work hard, Princess, and you have been skimping on sleep again.”
He felt her cheek grow warm against his.  “How did you know?”
He let her go and spun her chair around so he could see her face.  “What, you don’t think this old cat doesn’t notice when half the bed gets cold?  Besides you have been depriving me of the joy of having my wife wake up in my arms in the morning.”
Her blush deepened, but her eyes sparkled.  “I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to you saying things like that without the mask.”
Holding himself over her on the arms of her chair, he leaned in with a smirk.  “Oh, trust me!  I’m worse when you’re not around.  Nino says I’m an unbearable sap and most of the other guys either make gagging noises or pretend to call their dentist.”
A smirk of her own spread across her lips as she tapped him on the nose.  “It’s your own fault for being such a sweet talker, Kitty.”
His heart skipped a beat.  Even after eight years together in one way or another, he would never get over her punning back at him.  “Oh, and when she smirks like that I am liable to kiss her senseless!”
“Speaking of sweet, you should drink your hot chocolate before it cools,” he said with a sigh.  “And if you don’t come down by the time I’m finished with mine, I will come fetch you myself.”  
Her smirk widened into a mischievous grin.  “You know that does’t give me much motivation to do that, don’t you?”
He growled and spun her chair around playfully.  “I am giving you five more minutes, little bug, then I’m canceling our reservations.”
He saw her eyes widen in surprise before he sprinted for the door, barely hearing her panicked cry of “Reservations?!  What-“ over his laughter.
Adrien chuckled all the way down the stairs of their townhouse, enjoying the mischief he had caused his Lady.  Marinette could take it, of course, and give as good as she got, but she had been working too hard for the last six months and she had to relax and get the rest she needed in order to be her best.  It was no mean feat, as she was trying to get her fashion boutique up and running, but he made sure she got it, by hook or by crook.
He made himself a cup of hot chocolate and settled on the couch, thumbing through his phone’s contacts with a subtle smirk.  Just keeping up with his lady was a full time job.
In less than five minutes, Marinette rushed down the stairs, empty mug in hand and a chocolate mustache on her upper lip.  “There.  All done,” she panted, looking at him with worried eyes.  “What was this about reservations?  Adrien, I’m sorry!  I must have forgotten -“
Standing up, he moved to her side.  It had been a shock several years ago to learn exactly how drawn to Marinette he had always been, even before he had learned she was Ladybug.  She had always been his lodestone, whether with the mask or without.
“Shhh.  The only thing you have forgotten is to take care of yourself, love,” he soothed.  Reaching out, he wiped the chocolate from her lip and then licked it off his finger.  “You take care of everything and everyone except yourself, Marinette.”
She sighed.  “Comes from being a hero too long, I guess.  I’m just used to it.  Kind of hard to break that sort of habit.”
“And that is why you have me.  To take care of you so you can take care of everything else.”
She smiled at him crookedly.  “I don’t deserve it, you know.”
He scoffed at that.  “My lady, I would find a way to bring you all the stars of the Milky Way on a diamond chain if it would make you smile.  What’s a little thing like making sure you sleep and eat regularly?”
At that moment her stomach rumbled loud enough to be mistaken for an angry monster.  They exchanged looks and burst out laughing!
“Speaking of which,” she said, laughter still on her lips, “I believe someone said something about reservations?”
The doorbell rang throughout the town house.
Marinette sighed.  “If it is Stella with more fabric samples tell her I'm not home!”  Her voice was petulant but her lips still quirked in a smile.
Adrien kissed her on the forehead and went to answer the door.  He saw her face turn confused when he returned with two delivery bags full of take out boxes.
“But I thought-“
“Our reservations, my love, are for the most exclusive location in town.  Invitation only.”  He set the bags down on the coffee table and started unpacking them.  The heady scents of garlic and marjoram filled the air and he saw Marinette’s eyes light up when she saw the restaurant name on the bags.
“You ordered from Prima Vera?  You remembered!”
“That you love their lasagna?  Yes, but the location goes hand in hand with the meal.  So you go get dressed in something cozy while I finish laying it out.”
“Cozy?”  She wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, rubbing her face against his shoulder blade.  “Shouldn’t I dress for the occasion, Kitty?  A date at an invitation only spot sounds very exclusive - black tie at the very least.”
“It generally is,” he replied with a smirk, pulling one of her hands up to press a kiss to her palm.  “But tonight it is lady’s choice.  Besides, I …ahem… happen to know the owner.”
“Really.”  
“Oh yes.”  Adrien left the boxes on the table and turned around so he could hold her.  “He happens to be dead gone on you and would do anything to make his dream princess happy.”
“He sounds sweet,” she replied coyly, looking up at him through her lashes.  She rose up on her toes to press a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth.  “But I hope you told him I have a very jealous husband and cat at home.”
“He knows, my love.  I go off to duel with him at dawn over you.  If I don’t come back, Cat Noir can have you with my blessing.”
Marinette fell into a fit of giggles, laughing so hard she ran out of breath and was left gasping in his arms, clinging to him to remain upright.
“You’re ridiculous!”  He grinned widely at her happy smile as she wiped laugh tears from her cheeks.  “Adrien, you always know how to make me laugh!”
“Good!  Step one of Operation: Holidate has made a successful start!”  He turned her and gave her a gentle push towards the stairs.  “Now, you go get dressed in something comfortable while I slip a twenty to the manager for a prime table in front of the fire.”
She chuckled on her way up the stairs to their room.
“Thank you for planning all this, Adrien,” Tikki said, flying out of the kitchen with two cloth napkins.  “Our girl works too hard.  She’s always put so much pressure on herself to get things done.  Whether that meant fighting akumas, homework, competitions, or presents for friends, she has trouble knowing when to ask for help.”
“But that’s why she has us.”  He went and grabbed two of their good china plates and some silverware, laying everything out nicely on the coffee table.  He lit a fire in the fireplace and candles all around the room, giving it a romantic, golden glow.  He even laid out little plates in the kitchen for their kwamis with some fried mozzarella for Plagg and a slice of chocolate torte for Tikki.  
The little red kwami flew up to his cheek for a fond nuzzle.  “You’re so thoughtful.  Thank you.”
He smiled and stroked the top of her head the way he often would for Plagg.  “You’re welcome,  Tikki.  You are so considerate that it is a pleasure to do nice things for you.”
There was a derogatory snort from Plagg and Tikki rolled her eyes.  “He should say thank you too, but he is too busy stuffing his face, as usual!”
There was a loud gulp followed by an even louder burp.  “Lay off, Tiks!  If you keep being this sweet, you’ll spoil him after I finally got him trained up right!”
Adrien chuckled.  “Just be thankful I’m not telling her about your teaching methods, you old stinker!”
“You can’t scare me until you’ve been around the block a few thousand times, Kitten!”
“Well, in that case, I’m sure Tikki would love to hear about the time when you encouraged me to sneak into Marinette’s room while she was out and-“
Suddenly his face was full of nervous, black kwami trying desperately to cover his mouth.  Adrien burst out laughing as Tikki shot Plagg a look that could blister paint and tackled him out of the air.
“What was that all about?”
He turned to see Marinette smirking at him with a raised eyebrow.  Adrien’s breath caught in his throat at the sight.  Her raven hair spilled around her shoulders in silky waves, held away from her face by a pink cloth headband.  She wore one of his dress shirts, the sleeves rolled up enough for her hands to show, and a worn pair of grey leggings.  She was beautiful, alluring in a way that only she could be for him and she did it without really trying.
A few years ago, Adrien would have been stunned stupid by the sight, but younger Adrien had been too afraid to speak his heart honestly.  He knew better now, he knew her better now, and he wasn’t afraid to say what was in his heart to the woman who held it gently in her own hands.
He stepped up to her, his hands running up and down her arms slowly, soothingly, despite the rapid tempo of his heartbeat.  “Have I ever told you what seeing you in my clothes does to me?”
Marinette looked up at him coyly and pretended to straighten his collar.  “Hmmm, at least once.  I believe there might have been something about kissing me senseless, but I was a little distracted at the time.”
“Didn’t Maman teach you never to eat dessert first,” he chided with a smirk of his own.  “You’ll spoil our lovely dinner.”
“You’ll spoil me, more likely,” she whispered and rose on her toes to kiss him softly.  “But you are right.  I’m starving and everything smells amazing!”
So they sat on the sofa, eating delicious food and listening to some soft jazz as they watched the firelight dance in each other’s eyes.  It was a beautiful moment, like the world had paused just for them to enjoy and Adrien burned it into his heart to remember forever.  There had been so many years of loneliness, heartache, fear, hurt, confusion, and, finally, acceptance before they had found each other.  
Marinette was his storm anchor, holding him fast when the world threatened to spiral out of control.  She had been there for him through it all, giving of herself and her golden heart long before he understood what love really was.  She fought his demons when he was no longer able to fight for himself.  She was his laughter, his peace, his home.  
And now, with her lying curled against his chest within the circle of his arms, he felt overwhelmed by the gift she always gave him.
“I love you, Princess,” he murmured softly, kissing her forehead with all the tenderness of his overflowing heart.  “I don’t know how I could have made it this far without you.  You are so precious to me, Marinette, and you need to take more time for you.  For us.  I need time with you.  You are what makes me feel whole and alive.  I… I’ve missed you, little bug.”
She looked up at him with eyes full of love and tears welling up in the corners.  “I’ve missed you too, Kitty.  I just know how much you disliked modeling for … that man and I don’t want to bring back unpleasant memories for you.  You’ve been so good about supporting me, but-“
He placed a gentle finger against her lips.  “None of that!  I love you, Marinette!  I have always supported your dreams of being a fashion designer!  Always!  And believe me, there is a world of difference between helping you with your boutique and working for Gabriel.  You are thoughtful and considerate of my needs, you listen respectfully when I offer suggestions, and you want to work with me.  More than anything, you love me and it shows in everything you do, my lady.  I look forward to building new memories at your side for the rest of our lives, but I need you to step out of your bubble in order to do that.  Okay?”
She blushed and sighed.  “You’re right.  I’ve just been trying to do it on my own and try to keep you from getting hurt.  You know that is the last thing I would ever want, right?”
He nodded and stroked a tendril of hair behind her ear.  “I know, but there are no more akumas… no more chances for broken moons, no mater what our nightmares may tell us.  So let me in more and come out more yourself.  You’re doing yourself no good staying locked away in your studio all day.”
She smiled up at him.  “Have I told you how much I like it when you stand firm like that?”
“Not recently,” he drawled, cuddling her closer to him.
“Well, I do.  Like it, I mean.  It makes me feel safe… protected… loved.”  She yawned hugely, stretching like a kitten on his lap.
“It really is getting late now, my love.”  He chuckled ruefully.  “I got down the boxes of garlands and things earlier.  I thought we could do some decorating, but you need sleep more than holiday spirit.”
She giggled sleepily, blinking her cornflower eyes slowly at him in a way that warmed him all over.  “Just so you know, I don’t deserve you.”
“So what do you deserve for saving the world a thousand times before getting out of university?”
Marinette leaned up and kissed him lightly on the end of his nose.  “A happy ending?”  She sighed and snuggled back against him.  He breathed in her sweet scent and sighed contentedly.  It was the scent of home.
He knew she would be asleep soon, but he didn’t want the moment to end just yet.  He wrapped his arms around her more firmly and settled deeper into the sofa, watching the firelight sparkle off the satin of her hair.
“Sounds good,” he whispered.  “As long as it’s with you.”
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For some odd reason, I decided to look up and see if they were selling jewelry online for a lot of the Square Enix characters we all know and love (a lot of the girls, namely, but also some of the boys). And I was looking for fan-made ones, and also products done by Square Enix themselves, and I was honestly surprised by all I found.
First of all, Square Enix has actually made a lot of such merchandise themselves (for a pretty penny, of course, but it's still pretty neat). Like, they even made Ashe's necklace from Final Fantasy XII, which I was not expecting, oddly enough. Partly because a large part of me wasn't even sure it was a necklace I was seeing in her design, until today when I saw two artist renditions of her done by Akihiko Yoshida and Ryoma Itō, as opposed to just staring at her 3D model and trying to figure out if the jewel I was seeing was a necklace or part of her shirt.
Though, oddly, neither fans nor Square Enix have made Garnet's necklace... or, at the very least, I couldn't find one on Amazon nor Ebay today.
There also doesn't seem to be Shiki Misaki's pendant (which sadly doesn't surprise me, since TWEWY and Shiki herself aren't that popular), the Nameless Star from Kingdom Hearts yet, or Kairi from Kingdom Hearts... and that one vexes me so, when we have had Sora and Roxas' necklaces sold for years.
...I guess for the heck of it I'll spell out all I did find today.
Aerith's new necklace from the Remake series, fan done.
Squall's necklace fan done and professionally done by Square Enix.
Rinoa's necklace fan done... Though since at least the Griever part of her necklace is Squall's (as he gives it to her in the story), you could buy the professionally done pendant that was done for Squall and just give it to Rinoa and lie and say it was for her if you wanted. LOL. It's the same thing and you would be covering your bases there.
Also, a certain fan made a necklace inspired by Rinoa:
Tidus' necklace fan done and professionally done.
Yuna's necklace fan done and professionally done.
Ashe's necklace, as I mentioned above, professionally done.
Snow and Serah's engagement necklaces fan done and professionally done.
Lunafreya's necklace professionally done.
Sora's necklace fan done and professionally done.
Roxas' necklace fan done and professionally done.
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seas-of-silver · 4 months
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The Unexpected Christmas Present
Summary:
As far as they could figure, when The Futurist’s beams hit someone, they were taken out of their own time and sent to some point in their future, to see for themselves how different their future was from their expectations, and Ladybug could only imagine that not all those futures were as good as people hoped. While Ladybug knew she had to avoid the beams at all costs, she couldn’t help but wonder if her future was happy and bright.
I was @samsimisauser's pitch-hitter for Ashville's Secret Santa! Merry Christmas!
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Reverse love square is HERE I need a scene of Adrien accidentally calling himself Adrien Dupain-Cheng ASAP
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schnuffel-danny · 11 months
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I need to draw more of Jack and Maddie being a happily married couple, I feel like I’m giving off the impression that I don’t care about their canon relationship when that couldn’t be further from the truth 😭
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quynhorlose · 1 year
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Hiii okay serious question, are Zar and Jude actually together or is it like a long running bit 😭 I can never tell
well to very seriously answer your question:
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hope that helps! <3
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caracello · 11 months
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llook at how cuuute he is look look. i need to run my hands through his hair so bad.
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abimee · 10 months
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ruyan and chefant could never break up because the overseeing god of their fate (Minthe) (Sarah) (Aria) has designated them as having to be forever each other's perfect half. they are incapable of seperating once connected and its why he doesnt die. this has only happened twice in the entire timeline of my ocverse
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