â° Rex Incognito
almost home
occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

ellievsbear
YOU ARE THE REASON

Product Placement
Peter Solarz

if i look back, i am lost
NASA

#extradirty
I'd rather be in outer space đž

Janaina Medeiros
DEAR READER
Keni

pixel skylines
trying on a metaphor
i don't do bad sauce passes

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@sideriswritesabook
â° Rex Incognito
i hope they meet
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For this weekâs video I drew some of Sumeruâs finest fellas! âšđ (hereâs hoping it manifests some luck for Al Haithamâs banner so I can complete this set in-game đđŠ)
â¶ïž SPEEDPAINT LINK
[DO NOT EDIT OR REPOST TO OTHER SITES / ACCOUNTS] â»ïžreblogs are lovely tho!â»ïž
Shang-Chiđ & Katyâš
Marvel Comics
Matching Icons
yo fuck disney for failing to support shang-chiÂ
everyone PLEASE go see the movie in theaters and give this movie the love it deservers because it is SO GOODÂ
Xu Xialing
Marvel Comics
Black widow doodle I meant to draw this like last week but Iâve been busy đ€§ anyways Natasha is a queen and we love her
K/DA icons; wild rift x summonerâs rift.
~Seraphine đ đ€đ¶
Sona was robbed and she should've totally been part of K/DA. Fight me.
Dragon concept
Marinette finding out first. During the next akuma fight, Cat Noir gets his flirt on and she canât handle it. Stumbles everywhere. Canât hook her yo-yo around anything. Walks into a lamp post and then a dumpster and then a parked car and then a wall.
He finally asks her if sheâs okay. (And is of course totally oblivious that his flirting is working and why.)
âYOUâRE HOT! I mean, IâM FINE!â
âOkay, I understand that youâre flustered and stuttering for some reason, but how did you get âyouâre hotâ from âIâm fineâ?â
âUuuhhhhhhâŠ.â *jumps off the building*
What people think Chat noir's power is: And with this I have become death, destroyer of worlds.
What Chat noir's power actually is: Hehe, I short-circuited the thing with my power even though I could have just used a cup of water
Adrien: I drink to forget but I always remember.
Plagg:
Plagg: You're drinking a Capri Sun.
Hi! I'm a big fan of your works, I love your writing style! for the writing prompt thing, could you do âYou have no idea who I am, do you?â for Ladynoir?(if you want) Thanks for being amazing!
thank you so much!!! here, have some soft superheroes <3
Chat Noir hadnât meant to reveal his identity.
It had been an accident. A slip up. A mistake heâd done his best to rectify but it was too late.
Ladybug knew who he was.
With her wide blue eyes and mouth slightly parted, Chat Noir immediately assumed her shock was due to having seen him on the billboards scattered throughout the city.
But a few days later up on the Eiffel Tower, once sheâd had time for the knowledge to sink in, she looked at him with her piercing blue eyes and revealed her surprise was due to something quite different.Â
âWe know each other,â she said. âQuite well actually.â
Chat froze, legs mid-swing. âWe do?â he asked, rifling through the faces of everyone heâd ever come across.
She nodded. Then she tilted her head towards him.
âYou can guess, if youâd like.â
Chat sucked in his breath and gazed at her eyes shining bright in the night.
âReally?â
She nodded slowly at first, then more confidently. âIâm ready.â
Chat grinned, and she gave him a smile so soft it made his heart melt.
âOkay, okay,â he tapped his chin. âWell, I know youâre definitely not ChloĂ©.â
Ladybug snorted. âDefinitely not.â
âOr Lila.â
Ladybug pulled a disgusted expression which made Chat chuckle.
âBut maybeâŠâ He rattled off a few names, some from school and some from those he knew through modelling, glancing at Ladybug with each one. Her smug smirk gave nothing away but still, none of them felt right.
Until one.
A face appeared in his mind and her name rose to the tip of his tongue, but panic flashed through him. He slammed his jaw closed.Â
Because no, she couldnât be his lady.
Chat whipped his head to Ladybug and stared at her, wide-eyed, tracing the outline of her nose and eyeing the freckles on her cheeks, and when she cocked her head to the side and gave him a soft smile, a pang shot through his heart. He scrambled to his feet.
âChat?â Ladybug asked, surprised.Â
Chat simply stared.
Despondency crept into Ladybugâs posture and expression.
âYou donât know who I am, do you?â she said.
Chat didnât move. He slowly shook his head in disagreement of her question. Ladybugâs eyes lit up. Yet he didnât reply to her straight away.
Ever since Chat had met Ladybug heâd said heâd love whoever was under that mask.
But that was a lie.
If the person under the mask wasnât who he thought it was â if it wasnât the girl who gave him sweet smiles, and brought him fresh croissants, and never failed to lift his spirits whenever he was down â he now knew he wouldnât love her.
âI think I doâŠâ Chat began. He wet his dry mouth. âBut Iâm terrified Iâm wrong.â
Ladybug blinked. A smile blossomed on her face, she turned her face to hide it, but Chat could see the pink dusting on her cheeks.
She nimbly stood up and stepped towards Chat, standing so close he could count her every eyelash.
âWho do you think I am?â she asked with her soft warm smile and eyes shining with city lights.
âBut what if youâre not her?â His voice was quiet and hoarse.
She wrapped her hands around his face. âBut what if I am?â She pulled him in and pressed his forehead against hers. He closed his eyes and breathed in her closeness, smelling of fresh air on a summerâs day.
âSay my name,â she murmured.
Chat bit his lip. He swallowed the lump in his throat.
âMarinette,â he whispered. He felt her smile against him. âMarinette Dupain-Cheng.â
Ladybug giggled. Chatâs heart flushed with warmth. And then she was kissing him full on the mouth, and he melted at her touch, holding her face and kissing her back with all the love he could give.
Because she was his best friend. The one he loved. The girl heâd literally taken bullets for and would do again.Â
And he tried to hold them back but the silent tears slipped down his cheeks as he wrapped his arms around her and buried his head in her shoulder.
Because she loved him too.
And together with her, he was home.
Is Adrien oblivious, or is he interpreting a situation with the only information he has?
Cos like, itâs easy to call him oblivious from our perspective because WE know Marinette has a crush on him.
But how exactly would you act if you met someone and accidentally upset them the first time you meet, and then you become friends later but they act nervous, uncomfortable, and jumpy around you whenever you interact from then on out? And then people have the nerve to call you oblivious when you arenât even sure if they like you let alone anything else? Not to mention any time you ask they just flat out deny they have feelings for you.
Says the guy who keeps his own son locked up in his house