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inspired by : marinette dupain - cheng ( miraculous ladybug )

safekiddiaz:

Honestly, he liked most video games, but the fighting ones were the best. Marco liked the classics too obviously, there was just something about games like street fighter that were more interesting to him. “Yeah, some day, I think. I’m not here often because I’m really busy. Although I probably need to relax a little at some point.” He wasn’t very good at these sorts of things. When it was less stressful, he’d find time to do things. “Hmmmmm.” He picked a song that wasn’t too hard, since it had been a while. Personally, he didn’t really like when people picked the really hard songs anyways while playing against someone. “Oh, really? That’s fun. Sucks about it being harder than you expected. Are you making friends though? I don’t know much about fashion design.” Marco started scrolling through some more songs. “Me? I’m a psychology and mathematics major. I don’t know what I want to do with them yet.” He finally found a song. “Oh! This is a good one? Are you ready?”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ MAYBE THIS was where they’d messed it all up by being too eager, a situation all too familiar to marinette, who was used to coming off too strong and having people back off straight after. “ oh, of course! me too, the harsh life of a student, ” they tried to joke, but their comment was laced with anxiety now. “ someone basically forced me to come out of my shell, poked me until i couldn’t refuse, so. that’s really why i’m here, but i don’t actually mind it that much. ” stop talking, mari, you’ll scare him away. and they already had to be careful with making friends, they couldn’t risk getting it wrong now. they just nodded, listening, and trying not to feel nervous about the song choice. they could dance a bit, but it was always different on a machine like this. “ guess i had a romanticised image in my head of just designing things i loved and getting a degree that way, but there’s much more to it. i had no idea,” they admitted. “ that’s interesting, though. what can you do with them? like, what are your options? ” they nodded, not recognising the song title, but not being too worried. it would be okay, marco wouldn’t force her to do something scary. “ okay, we can do this. let’s go! ”

#// threads.#ft. marco diaz.#anxiety mention tw

xbellerousseau:

glancing at the person, she gave them a thoughtful look as she considered. “ i can give advice, i’m okay at it, but … what is it about ? ”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ BELLE WAS potentially the only other person who would understand. at least, the only other person that marinette knew. “ i met the prince of ulstead, ” they blurted out, sure that belle would just know what they meant. “ we had lunch together. and now i don’t know if we’re friends or not. i mean, can you be friends with royalty? how does that even work? ”

#// threads.#ft. belle rousseau.

nalaomita:

“ i have a spare ticket, you wanna come in with me ? ”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ BLUEBELL EYES looked around nervously, not seeing how she could possibly be the one addressed right now. “ who, me? i… are you sure? i can buy my own ticket, it’s really not necessary. ”

#// threads.#ft. nala omita.

fr0stedknight:

jack emitted a loud, weary breath and exclaimed, “ugh, come on.” flinging their hands in the air. the staff was about to touch the ground, a dreadful vision for anyone watching, but his foot caught it with ease and quickness. it seemed it was difficult to get them to comprehend what he meant. but the spirit was no good with words. the point of it all was for them to unwind for once. find some satisfaction or pleasure in their activities. all useless. if it was forced. “all off it matters” he said, inching closer and kicking the staff back into his frigid grasp.

“it’s pointless if you didn’t even enjoy the tasks. you didn’t feel it in your stomach? not even once? it’s like a cozy fuzzy feeling.”

“it didn’t spark anything?”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ BY NOW, marinette was used to all sorts of magical creatures. from her childhood plagued with temporary supervillains, to the strange beings she was introduced to here in elias; jack and his staff were nothing new. she did raise her eyebrows, though, slightly weirded out. and then her eyes widened, and she almost took a step backwards, unsure of his actions. but it was important to stand her ground, to show jack that she’d done her best! so she remained rooted in place, her arms crossed. “ what does that even mean? ” the frustration kept building, but she had a long history with keeping her negative emotions in check. “ a fuzzy cozy feeling? ” she tried to think, but it had been a long time since she felt that. the last time… but those were butterflies, not… cozy. that was when she was bursting with nervous energy at the mere mention of her name. this was different. “ i liked it? i think. i was mostly thinking about how much work i still had to do. what was it supposed to spark? ”

#// threads.#ft. jack frost.

bananagreste

days of marinette dupain cheng #177 >> thinking about it, i fall too much!

#// inspo.

xkitcharmont:

even after all these years, it felt odd hearing his name spoken aloud by someone else — at least it wasn’t his full name, thank heavens. no, that discomfort was reserved by his father, and by the grand duke, whenever he felt the egotistical need to reprimand him. caught in a memory of all the times he’s heard his name spoken aloud, the prince was snapped out of his reverie by the muttered ‘ oh my god ’. his smile became crooked, awkward, before remembered himself. he was prince kit charmont, after all. he softened his smile, and did a single acknowledging nod.

“ no, no, please. you’ve nothing to apologise for, ” he assured her, shaking his head. “ i’m really not meant to be … me in elias. ” kit chuckled hoping to ease her discomfort. “ marinette. enchantée. ” he smiled, putting a hand to his heart and bowing his head. “ the last thing i would wish is for you to feel as if we must act differently towards each other … we are already strangers, but i hoped perhaps we could be friends. even if only for lunch. ” kit tilted his head, as if trying to make them smile too. “ and i’ve met so few people from france here. we ought to make a club ! ”

he was keenly aware of the strangeness of their situation, but he hoped to create something positive out of this, and he felt as if he owed it to them now. perhaps he shouldn’t have mentioned his surname at all and kept their flicker of recognition in the dark. kit took a deep breath and exhaled with another smile, steadying himself. “ i see we’re both chocolate lovers. if i ever do try those big milkshakes, i’ll be thinking of you ! for now, i suppose, we can keep to the classics. just the other day i made a chocolate pie. straight off of youtube. utterly fascinating how many things you can learn online now. do you bake, marinette ? ”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ SHE’D MET royalty before. chloé bourgeois didn’t count, she only acted like a princess, but a mayor’s daughter wasn’t royalty, no matter what she said to convince herself. no, marinette had met prince ali of the kingdom of achoo, when they were children. she’d had to save him from her friend-turned-supervillain and in the chaos, they hadn’t really had time to chat much. afterwards, he’d spend more time with said friend than with the rest of them, but marinette hadn’t really minded. as a civilian, she’d never interacted with royalty, so that was her excuse for being a bit of a mess now that she was finally face to face with an actual prince.

“ i do, i do ! i recognised you from somewhere and it should have dawned on me earlier, i can’t believe how i treated you ! ” not that she’d done anything wrong whatsoever, and not that she actually remembered what she’d said to him; marinette was more of a speak-first-think-later kind of person. “ you’re not ? do you have an alias, then? ” she was almost about to spill that she wasn’t really feeling like herself here either, but it was best to keep that part a secret as it had been in paris. “ enchantée, ” she repeated, still stunned but not dazed enough to forget to offer her hand for a shake. hey, if he didn’t want to be a prince here, he shouldn’t act so formal! “ well, then. friends it is! friends don’t bow, they shake each other’s hands. ” it wasn’t meant to be reprimanding, but… well. marinette didn’t have many friends who were in their thirties, so this was new territory for her. “ i haven’t either, now that you mention it. one woman, belle. she’s lovely, you should meet her! ”

she still felt a bit uneasy, but the prospect of food always made things look a little brighter, so she sat up straighter and immersed herself in the conversation. “ oh yes, i do love chocolate! and you’ll have to give me your full review. and since you’re fond of youtube, you can upload it. my friend is very tech-savvy, she could probably give you a hand with it. i’m sure lots of people would watch. ” she had to stop rambling, it was getting even more awkward! “ really, that’s an achievement! you should be proud of it, the tutorials aren’t always the best. ”

#// threads.#ft. kit charmont.

ofswannsx:

⚔️ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ─────────── elizabeth looked at the person standing before her. she gave them a once over. normally she would have asked the person to keep walking and allow her a sliver of peace but they looked like a kicked puppy and elizabeth didn’t want to see the look. “ you can sit. ” she tells them firmly going back to her book. “ just try to keep your head out of direct sunlight and we won’t have any problems. ”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ MAYBE MARINETTE should have been offended, but they were too busy being worried about doing something that actually offended the woman in front of them to consider that maybe they hadn’t done anything at all except move -- which was something they had a right to do… right? “ no really, i am sorry, i didn’t mean to disturb your afternoon. ” a worse person than them might have used the sentence to bite back some sarcasm, but it didn’t even occur to them whatsoever. “ are you working on something important? ” they asked as they sat back down, not wanting to pry but desperately wanting to say something to diffuse the tension that was now obviously between them.

#// threads.#ft. elizabeth swann.

flynnridcrs:

“ look - we’re obviously both bored out of our minds, so let’s fix it. if you could do anything right now, what would it be ? ”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ “ I’LL HAVE, you know, i’m actually very invested in whatever is playing on the screen right now! ” she pointed at the television hanging in the corner of the bar. “ i’m kidding, i don’t even know what sport that is. i don’t even go here. but if i could be anywhere else, do anything else, i’d be on my rooftop in paris staring at the stars. i bet it’s nighttime there now. ”

#// threads.#ft. flynn rider.

junkyardsangel:

❛ DO YOU THINK THEY know it's a new year ? for humans at least , ❜ because well , it's a known fact that dog years weren't the same as human years . angela knew that , and she also knew her shift was over but who would dare to stop the blonde from playing with the shelter's canines ? ❛ i think it's this little guy‘s first new year . ❜

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ TAKEN ABACK by the question ever so slightly, marinette had to think about her answer. she’d always been more of a cat person and had actually come to play with the felines, but now she was intrigued. “ maybe? maybe they all celebrate lunar new year like me, ” she added with a chuckle, hesitantly bending down to extend a hand to the puppy. “ happy new year to him! what’s his name? ”

#// threads.#ft. angela nunnely.#>:)

cleverbvnny:

judy took off her headphones and rested them around her neck so that she could turn her attention to order a coffee from the barista. she turned to the person standing behind her in line and motioned for them to join her. ❝ and whatever they want too ! ❞

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ THIS WAS an unexpected kindness that starving artist marinette was more than happy to take, though she had to keep up appearances. “ oh, are you sure? i mean, there really is no need, but it’s very kind of you. ” she’d be able to only have a meagre dinner if she splurged on her latte and pastry now, but she’d already accepted that before coming here. “ thank you so much. ”

#// threads.#ft. judy hopps.

safekiddiaz:

Marco was one of those people that actually liked his classes. For the most part, he enjoyed getting the chance to talk to people and learn. And his reputation about liking school and being a relatively responsible person, he’d gotten for a reason. Even if sometimes it felt really uncool to be known as someone who always followed the rules. Still, every so often he needed to take a break and not be so wound up about classes. Breaks were supposed to be good for a person. “I don’t know; it’s the same concept, but I think it’s cuter.” The little icon had a bow after all. “It’s… oh, sure. Yeah, I’d love a dance partner. DDR is a ton of fun.” He smiled and pointed in the direction of the game. Usually there was a crowd of people, but right now it looked free. “I’m Marco, I’m also a student. What are you studying?” he asked, far more concerned and interested in her than he was in himself.

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ SO HER slightly educated guess had been correct; the game was just a girly variant. and though marinette wasn’t a big fan of stereotypical reversals of gender roles and giving mrs. pacman no distinguishing characteristics other than a body shape or an accessory, she did have to admit that imagining the yellow sphere with a pink bow on its head was cute. “ i guess we’ll have to play that sometime too, then! ” she nodded, rather enthusiastic at the prospect of having a future gaming partner once again, especially since she was really starting to like marco. “ it’s free now, that’s great! though you’ll have to pick a song, since… well, you’re the expert. and we can’t have it too difficult, it’s my first time. ” though failing spectacularly… there was humour in that too. “ nice to meet you, marco! i do fashion design, actually. i’m really enjoying it so far, though it’s a lot harder than what i was expecting. how about you? ”

#// threads.#ft. marco diaz.

cursedcatboy:

it had been a rather slow day at the library today and thackery had been keeping himself busy with a long list of small tasks - sweeping, refilling pencil and pen holders, dusting shelves, and putting returned books back on their respective shelves. he was working on the latter at the moment, toting a small cart of hardcovers around with him as he moved from aisle to aisle. after passing the same aisle a few times and finding the same person within it, he took it upon himself to stop and gently pipe up. “is there anything in particular i can help you find today?”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ SLIGHTLY EMBARRASSED, marinette made her way through the magazine section of the library. perhaps it was preconceived notions about what a library should be like and for what kind of person, but she didn’t feel very comfortable going for low-brow entertainment when there was a whole world of fashion literature at her fingertips just around the corner. “ hello, ” she stammered, looking around like a startled deer in the headlights. “ this isn’t what i usually look for, but i have this assignment. ” she showed the attendant her little assignment, printed out for convenience so she didn’t have to strain to look at the tiny font on her phone. “ i’m supposed to find examples of current trends in fashion magazines and make cutouts. of course i won’t use the actual material, i’d just copy it, but… yes, that’s what i’m looking for. ”

#// threads.#ft. thackery binx.

ofsundropsx:

☀️ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ─────────── “ hello ! ” the princess replied with a giggle. she was always so happy to see her friends. reagan was so grateful for elias. it had given her the greatest friends she had ever known when before all she had known was pascal. the princess nodded her head, beaming brightly and excitedly at marinette. “ wonderful ! ” she exclaimed, clasping her hands together in front of her. “ ooo, yes coffee sounds wonderful. i heard they’re rolling out new desserts this week. we should try them ! ”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ THOUGH HER shoulders sagged from carrying the weight of the world all day ( just her backpack really, as she’d mostly left her superhero days behind, but it still felt that heavy ! ) marinette was brimming with energy. simply seeing her friend again did that to her. and no, none of her new friends were as close to her as she’d been with alya, but she was getting better at no longer keeping people at arm’s length; reagan was a prime example. “ new desserts ? ” she repeated incredulously. “ well, that sounds like it’s fate, right ? meant to be, all that ? ” she lightly touched reagan’s elbow to gently guide her in the general direction they were going to walk, not wanting to be forceful but also expressing clear excitement. “ do you have any idea what kind ? anything special that’s caught your attention yet ? or maybe not just in the dessert department ? ” she added with a giggle.

#// threads.#ft. reagan cymbeline.

sophichatter:

this was different. sophie found herself disoriented. unsual for her, as she generally had a decent sense of direction. staring at her surroundings , she found herself in a region of the woods she had never been to before. “if i came from there-” she pointed at one path, wishing she had tied a ribbon around a tree, or taken a map. something.

“goodness, i’m so very lost”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ WALKS IN the forest were definitely not a regular occurrence for marinette. they tended to get lost easily, and they had so much on their mind, it was hardly practical to spend their time lost in the woods! but one of their assignments had required them to venture outside the city, to make a garment inspired by something decidedly natural, and… well, they were quite without inspiration; what could be more natural than nature itself? it was a weak idea, they realised, but… well, maybe the person in front of them could help. “ excuse me, ” they half-shouted, quickening their pace to catch up. “ could you help me for a minute? ”

#// threads.#ft. sophie hatter.#/ ms ASHLEY MOORE LOML

evcrythingnice:

brynne was immediately met with the smell of fresh baked goods as she walked into the suite she shared with marinette, office hours taking a bit longer tonight than she had anticipated. a tired sigh passed her lips as her bag hit the floor and she kicked off her shoes. “oh, of course!” she said with a grin at her roommate’s request, quick to skip over to the kitchen and peer over mari’s shoulder. “what do you have for me?”

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ THE HOURS had gotten away from then, but this was hardly a rare occasion for marinette in the kitchen; they tended to lose all sense of time when they were engrossed in a recipe, something they inherited from their dad. “ sorry to ambush you right when you got home, ” they mumbled, still learning not to apologise for merely existing. “ it’s a danish pastry. it’s nothing fancy, but it… well, it was difficult! i don’t know if i got all the measurements right, i eyeballed quite a bit. ” they took a tentative bite themself, just to ensure it was edible. “ okay, it’s safe. ”

#// threads.#ft. brynne utonium.

xkitcharmont:

♛･*˚

the prince nodded, chuckling as she talked. “ oh, yes, i agree. i once had to rush home while out horse-riding and this torrential rain started. i tracked mud and water all the way to the dining room, but i was too hungry to really care about stopping to change, ” he responded. kit was a big believer in matching energy. a smile for a smile, a story for a story. though he tried his best to be aware when someone needed a listener more than a talker.

the next question surprised him. he had detected a slight french accent in their voice, but … “ no, i don’t believe we have … at least not personally. ” surely they weren’t from ulstead ? deciding to just be forthcoming, he put his hand on his chest as he did a slight bow of his head. “ my name is kit. kit charmont, ” he introduced, hoping to come across as friendly and not overbearing. he could already tell she was nervous, and couldn’t guess what she would do if she put two and two together.

“ i’m quite fond of a classic chocolate myself, but i am getting more and more intrigued by those stupendous ones. great, big mountains of milkshakes, have you seen them ? ” he grinned.

*:･ﾟ✧

⸻ HE SPOKE of horseback riding, an activity not exactly made for the regular john, and still it did not dawn on marinette. he mentioned his name, and it still did not dawn on her. he insinuated that he was somewhat famous, and marinette’s mind was completely blank. so she decided to file the information away in a corner of her brain to be used later as she tried to focus on the conversation without squinting and frowning that much in the process. “ that sounds horrible! but food is such a wonderful motivator. i usually take my meals first and then showers or changes too, so i understand. it can be a comfort, and… ” she trailed off, not wanting to give her entire life story to this stranger upon their first meeting.

“ kit charmont, ” she repeated, a thoughtful finger placed at her lips as she looked at the table rather than his face, to see if that helped. and then, it finally did, and marinette went entirely slack-jawed at her horrible misfortune. “ oh my god, ” she muttered, unsure of what to do. should she curtsy? address him differently? in the end, she went with her usual tactic: apologise first, think and act later. “ oh my gosh, ” she repeated, “ i am so sorry. i had no idea. you’re… and ulstead, i… ” she shook her head. if he wanted to be treated as a prince, he probably would’ve acted differently himself. “ i’m marinette dupain-cheng, i’m parisian, ” she explained her recognition away. “ sorry! ”

it was hard to focus on the rest of their talk, but marinette tried her best. “ i… huh? oh, that was rude, i shouldn’t…” trailing off again, her eyes went unfocused as the topic turned back to her favourite thing in the world. “ i love chocolate, not just in milkshakes. it’s so wonderful to bake with, too, very easy to handle if you know what you’re doing. you can put chocolate treats on the milkshakes these days, yes, but i’m not fond of that, it’s so hard to eat and drink. but it’s an experience you should definitely have one day! ” she agreed, with a smile at last.

#// threads.#ft. kit charmont.#/i beat u haha

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