Sweet, Yet Stupid

Tamaki Suoh || 19 Years Old Affiliated with Wonderland Hearts "The spring of my heart surges upon the sight of your fresh smile, my love." Icons created by kazusaruaire

[sweetidiot-prince]

rosesxinxspring​:

    She leaned into the touch of his hand, just letting herself feel and accept things she’d only accept behind the privacy of one of their homes. She needed this, she needed him. Her heart needed this to heal after the worry and stress it had been through She was finally at peace and her body was slowly starting to feel it all.

    How long had it been since she had last let herself rest properly? Since she ate? She wasn’t sure but when she took his hand to help herself up, she couldn’t keep herself up, and she tumbled forward onto him. Too long was the answer she was looking for. She felt so exhausted, her hands were trembling as she held onto him and tried to lift herself up. She couldn’t just rely on Tamaki, he was still healing after all wasn’t he? He had to be after what he had been through. 

    “Yeah…Just give me a bit I think my feet fell asleep.” She mumbled softly, lying to him. She didn’t want to worry him more than she already had with her kidnapping. Her mind slowly trying to finally process everything as she glanced up at him. How….how was he ok? 

The feeling of her hand in his was so foreign yet so comforting. Too long-- it had been too long, and Tamaki could spend all day focusing on every little detail of her hand and the way her fingers curled against him and the lines on her palm that may or may not explain her past and present and future. But the dream was short as she seemed to lose her balance.

One arm caught Haruhi under her elbow, trying his best to hold her up and offer her the support she probably needed, while the other instinctively wrapped around her waist and held her close. Just from looking at her, he should have known that she was weak and probably still recovering. The announcement of her rescue from The Killing Joke had just happened. It made sense that she’d topple forward like this. Haruhi hadn’t had enough time to recover? Who knew what strains she had already been through.

“I-- let me help.” Tamaki wasn’t sure what she needed or when she needed it, but he was still adamant that she needed her rest. Carefully, his other arm trailed downward and placed itself so he could pick her up princess style. He smiled at her as he walked towards her hospital bed and placed her down. “This is.... a little faster than waiting for your feet to regain feeling, isn’t it?”

[sweetidiot-prince]

fae-traveler​:

The Prince & the Spirited Type

    As Darra had walked through Wonderland that day, he had heard something about a “host club” being formed in town. Someone was holding interviews on who would be apart of the hosts. Curiosity filled Darra’s mind as he horrible wrote his name down on the sign-up sheet that was post.

     It didn’t take long for the sheet to be collected and for a man to approach him. Hearing his name, Darra had a feeling he wasn’t from Wonderland which made his excitement bloom.

     “Yeah,” Darra waved his arms, “I’m Darra Eilidh! It’s nice to meet you Thamaki Thuoh!!” A little bit of red dusted itself on the bridge of Darra’s nose, “Sorry! When I get excited my words come out weird! It’s nice to meet you Ta-ma-ki Su-oh,” Darra physically slowed himself as he pronounced the man’s name. Darra then followed the man inside.

     While walking beside the man, Darra had a question spill out of his mouth, “Tamaki, what exactly is an interview?”

When Darra tripped over his words, Tamaki stopped in his step found his eyes widening as he stared at the younger boy. It was like the host prince had been transported to the most magical world. His cheeks flushed as he stared at the smaller boy, and an unrecognizable squeal spilled from his lips.

“Aren’t you just the cutest!” he said, as he found his excitement growing. Tamaki blinked as a serious voice entered his ear--or were they voices? Were Haruhi and Kyoya conspiring against him from the comfort of his mind? He shook away the thoughts and literally whipped his head side-to-side. Straightening his posture, Tamaki coughed into his elbow in a last attempt to clear his mind. “Sorry, uh. Forgive me for that. Let’s carry on.”

As they continued their walk, Tamaki glanced at the various tables scattered throughout the club and heard some of the laughs that echoed from the tables. He sighed contentedly at the sight, knowing that this was exactly what he, and probably others, needed. There was no greater excitement than being able to provide entertainment and bring smiles to other’s faces.

“Huh?” Tamaki glanced at Darra and pressed his lips together into a thin line. Perhaps the word was foreign, so it would make sense for it to be unknown. How could he describe it? “Think of it as a series of questions to help me learn more about you and decide if you’re suitable to join us here. Does that make sense?”

“Many fear the interview, but it’s best to remember that you just be yourself. Otherwise, you could provide a false sense about yourself. And you don’t want anyone thinking that you’re something you’re not!”

[sagamemes]

non-sexual forms of intimacy.   send me ‘INTIMACY +’ a number between 1-125 and i’ll write a starter or a drabble about our muses engaging in a form of intimacy outside of sexual context.   note: as the level of trust required for the things listed here varies a lot, feel free to send multiple numbers if you aren’t sure if they’ll work! bonus:   if the mun is comfortable with randomising a number if asked, state so in the tags when you reblog!

1        watching tv/movies together

2        going to an event together  ( like a carnival, festival, etc. )

3        going on dates, like to the movies or shopping

4        sharing secrets

5        hugs

6        sharing drinks

7        having a phone call

8        touching noses

9        cuddling

10      having a philosophical discussion

11      hand holding

12      sharing jokes

13      sharing smiles

14      laying your head on someone’s shoulder

15      linking arms

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[sweetidiot-prince]

rosesxinxspring​:

    Haruhi held on tightly to Tamaki as she just let her tears fall. So much had happened since that night and finally she could let it all out now that she was safe and now that she knew he was okay. There were so many questions she had running through her head on just how he had been ok despite the short time between the attack and now but she didn’t care. 

    At that moment Haruhi cared about nothing else than having her other half, her soul mate, there with her alive and well. She hoped no one would decide to come check on her in that moment as the two of them just held eachother as if the moment they let go the other would vanish. This was their moment and she wanted to stay in it for as long as she could. 

    And she did, until her tears finally stopped, only small sniffles coming from her as she lifted her head up to look at him and wipe his stray tears away. It was then that she finally got self conscious about her appearance, finally regretting not listening to the nurses and jumping in the shower. She wanted to fix at least her hair but she also didn’t want to let Tamaki go in that moment. 

    It was strange to have this feeling of protectiveness, of clingyness that she had never had before. Even when her mother had passed she hadn’t clung to her father in this way. She didn’t know how to process it but she also in that moment didn’t care, she’d worry about it later, try to piece it all together later.

    “I’m sorry I worried you….”

Was time moving slow or was it moving quickly? Apart from the sound of Haruhi’s breathing and the occasional sniffle (and Tamaki’s own heightened emotions), there was no way for the blond to discern time within this white space. 

As he pulled away, Tamaki’s hand slid downward from the back of her head and towards her face, his fingers brushing against her hair and bumping into her ear. His eyes softened as he gave a small smile, his heart beat steadily falling as he finally began calming down.

“You don’t need to be sorry,” he said, gently stroking Haruhi’s cheek. Pain tugged on his heartstrings, his mind telling him that it was going to be okay and that he needed to stop crying because she was going to be fine.

But now that he had pulled away and the frantic desire to see her had already been fulfill, he was beginning to see the bits and bobs about her that were probably influenced from her time in captivity. Tamaki gave his moitiee a small smile as he stood up and offered her his hand. “You should probably be relaxing on a place that’s not the floor. Let’s get you into the bed so you can properly rest.”

[sweetidiot-prince]

“NO HARUHI! Give me attention! Don’t be done with me!”

[sweetidiot-prince]

rosesxinxspring​:

    She had been so engrossed in her tears, fighting every negative thought that went through her head that she hadn’t heard him try to speak, at first. Hadn’t heard him come closer, hadn’t felt him get on his knees right next to her. She was to busy trying to make herself find some fragment of hope, even if she felt like there was none. Logic had told her it was impossible and for once she hated logic. 

    It wasn’t until she felt his hand on hers, until she felt the warmth from his hand as his fingers rubbed against hers that her tears stopped momentarily as she glanced up at him in bewilderment. The words that came from his mouth slowly processing through her mind. 

    Warmth and the words ‘I’m not dead’. 

    If he were dead, then he would be cold right? And if he was a spirit, he wouldn’t have been able to touch her. Or at least that’s what science fiction had told her. Slowly she reached out with her free hand, ghosting over his skin with uncertainty before she finally closing that gap. 

    Tears began falling again, but this time not from despair, but from relief and joy. He was alive. He had somehow, by some miracle, had made it. She couldn’t believe it, she thanked the mirror who had brought them there for not taking him away from her.

    “I-I can’t….b-but you shouldn’t…. oh Tamaki!!” She threw herself at him, not knowing how or caring where she had found the strength to do so, all she cared or wanted was to hold him close because she had been so certain that he wouldn’t have made it. 

For a brief moment, the touch of Haruhi under his own skin felt foreign. When did she get this scratch? Had she always felt so cold? But after a minute, the familiarity of his moitiee under Tamaki’s touch was too real and he recognized every single part about her. This was real. This was Haruhi

When she threw herself at her, Tamaki had to steady himself to keep from falling back. Instinctively he wrapped his arms around Haruhi, pressing one hand against to the back of her head and the other against the small of the back. This is Haruhi.

“Shh, shh.” The words were like gentle whispers as he absentmindedly rubbed the back of her head. His other hand could feel the movements of her breathing and the way she choked on tears. Tamaki bit his lower lip as he felt tears burning his own eyes, a poor attempt to keep himself from crying. All the time spent waiting for the moment to go out and find her, even without any leads, had brought him to this moment. And while he felt relieved to have her here, to know that she was still alive and physically well, it hurt him so much to see her crying like this. To know that she had probably feared the worst. To even fathom the things she had been through.

But right now, none of this mattered. All that mattered was that they were both doing well, and he was overwhelmed with the joy that coursed through him. He tightened his hug around Haruhi, a small part of him worrying about letting her go and losing her again. “It’s gonna be fine, it’s gonna be fine.” Though he said this, he wasn’t entirely sure how true it would be. He had only been attacked, had only watched Haruhi be taken away, but the memories still continued to flood his mind. Maybe he needed the reassurance as much as he wanted to promise this to Haruhi? 

Tamaki choked on a sob, finally letting his wall fall. “We’re both here.”

[sweetidiot-prince]

moneydearest​:

littledeviltwin​:

rosesxinxspring​:

    Haruhi rarely ever went to the beach,  not because she didn’t like it, but she just never really had time before. The last time she’d gone to the beach was with the host club, and of course it would only make sense for them to be going again together if she was honest. She only hoped that things would be different this time. 

    She pulled the shawl she had on over her bathing suit closer around her as she followed Tamaki to the spot he’d chosen for them. “I think this spots fine.” She replied to him softly as she turned to glance out to the ocean, a small smile on her face, she wished those who were missing could be there with them to enjoy the moment. 

    “Did you guys bring everything we need?”

   As much as Kaoru enjoyed a relaxing day near the water, he really didn’t go to the beach all that often. Granted, on the surface world he could have easily gone to any lake, river or beach he wanted to, and here there was one within a day’s trip. But even still, the fact he’d spent so long alone turned him off from it.  However, now that more of his fellow hosts and best friends had seemed to find themselves in Wonderland as well, Kaoru happily excepted Tamaki’s invitation. The sun would feel great on his skin again. 

   “I think this spot is great, Boss!” Kaoru cheers, a grin tugging at his lips. Dropping his bag onto the sand near Haruhi, he placed a hand on his hip, and turned his head towards her. “I think so, I double checked the list I had.”

   The aburnette turned around to face the taller male behind him, chuckling lightly. “I’m surprised the Boss got you to come, Kyoya. I figured you’d be too busy to join us for something like a beach day.” He teased.

  It wasn’t like he really had a choice in the matter, Kyoya was reluctant but obviously oblige to tag a long. It wasn’t so bad to have some alone time with the original members of the host club. Kyoya didn’t mind spending time with his closest friends. “It’s been a while since I’ve been to the beach, Kaoru so I figured might as well come along. We can use pictures of this event for profit as well” he says with a smirk.      He looks over at the other two. “This spot is fine, Tamaki and Haruhi you should know better that I never forget anything” he states. Kyoya looks over at the ocean. It was nice to see the sea. He hasn’t seen it in a while since he’s been in this world.  

   He sets his backpack down before pulling out a small blanket and spreading it on the pink sand. “See. I’ve come prepared. You can set your things on this so it won’t buried in the sand” he says before he puts his backpack on the blanket and sits himself on the edge. “Alright so we found a spot. What’s next, Tamaki?”

Tamaki felt his stupid ego boost as everyone agreed that this was an amazing spot. Of course they couldn’t argue against the blond’s judgement (or his puppy dog eyes). He knelt down to pick up his bag and dusted off the sand granules before setting it softly onto Kyoya’s towel. His brows furrowed together as he frowned.

“Was I- was I suppose to plan what else we’re supposed to do?” Tamaki asked as his index fingers fiddled together. Little did they know, he had planned everything out but left his cute little list on his kitchen table. The only soul that would be able to read it would be Antoinette, and she didn’t need a list of things to do at the beach. But this meant that Tamaki had forgotten the events that were supposed to happen.

“I mean, I... I figured we could just play around the beach for a bit. Sometimes we need to do things in the heat, literal heat of a summer day, moment!” He stood up straight as he grabbed the fronts of his pants before ferociously yanking the fabric forever; the sounds of popping clasps filled his ears as he stared at his swim trunks. The blond had purposely bought these tearaway pants just for the beach trip; and for him, he believed it to be a grand success.

“What else would we do at the beach? It’s not like we’re here to entertain guests.”

[sweetidiot-prince]

moneydearest​:

Forget You!|| Kyoya & Tamaki

    Kyoya continues to glare at Tamaki. “You’re an idiot. I said in a long time. Of course we hung out before but it’s been a while. So yeah I’m annoyed” he stated in anger. 

    “It’s like all that matters to you now is HER and you don’t even remember I’m even alive. Despite how much I tried in high school to get you two to realizes your feelings for each other. I didn’t think it would mean I’d be thrown to be aside THIS much. Just goes to show how much I ever mattered to you”.

    Kyoya should have stopped talking but he was beyond the point of no return. He already started to unleash his anger and he wasn’t going to stop until he was finished. “I don’t think I mattered all that much to you anymore. You seem to make that very clear, Tamaki”.

“But we’re still spending time together,” Tamaki argued. It was more difficult for them to spend time together now with studying different things in school, having different schedules, making different friends, and having other things to worry about. What was Kyoya expecting? Tamaki frowned, unable to make the differences between heads and tails. “It hasn’t been a long time.”

So that was how Kyoya thought. It was ignorant for the raven-haired male to think such things without even knowing the full truth. Yes, it was undeniable that Tamaki spent his time with Haruhi. But all of his time wasn’t spent with her (even if wanted to spend more time with her). There were others. And Tamaki tried his best to make his time for all of them, Kyoya included. 

“Now don’t you be going and assuming things, Kyoya,” Tamaki said, his frown deepening as his chest filled with air. The accusation was a little much for Tamaki, and he could feel his fingers shaking by his side. “You’re still one of my most important people, and it’s not fair that you’re saying such things in the heat of the moment.”

[sweetidiot-prince]

rosesxinxspring​:

    Haruhi had heard the door open but she didn’t care anymore, whoever walked in wouldn’t be Tamaki, even if she hoped and prayed it would be. He had been literally dying last she had seen him and if he was anywhere in the hospital if he were still alive, she knew he’d be in the ICU fighting for his life. 

    If it was Kaoru or Kyoya visiting she hoped they would understand that she didn’t want to see them, hoped that they would see her in this state and just give her space but she knew they wouldn’t, they couldn’t, because they cared about her too much. But if she were to see them right now, she wouldn’t be able to handle whatever expression they may carry when she’d finally ask them about Tamaki’s condition. She’d been so lost in herself and her feelings of despair that she hadn’t even heard the voice she had longed most to hear when it called out her name. 

    Her shoulders shook as she let the tears she had held onto during her time held captive out. All the worry, fear and dread finally seeping out as she had no hope to hold onto now with the lack of information she had, and the fear of finding out her worst fears. Yet despite her sobs, this time she had finally heard the voice behind. Tears streaming down her face, she turned slowly behind her, terrified that she was now just finally losing her mind from stress and everything else she’d been through. That fear only hightened as her eyes locked onto Tamaki’s. 

    She knew he couldn’t be real, he couldn’t be standing there as if he hadn’t been near death, and the fact that he was paler than usual didn’t help at all. Wonderland had so many unknowns and instantly her mind and rushed to the conclusion that she was staring at the ghost of her fated and her heart broke even more.

    “no…..no please tell me….please tell me your not dead Tamaki please!” She cried out desperately, as she tried to reach out to him but lost strength in her body to do so, instead falling to the floor.  

Dead...

The word echoed against the barrels of Tamaki’s ear drums. Did she truly think that he was dead? it wasn’t an unlikely notion, taking into account the event’s of that night. And if they were speaking on technicalities, then Tamaki technically did die but in a roundabout way which was overall confusing. But honestly speaking, he should have died. Yet here he was, alive and well in something that could only be considered a miracle because of a friend.

Once again that dastardly word repeated through his mind, and Tamaki had to push aside the negative thoughts that swelled inside his own mind. While he was recovering, while he was locked away in a building as he experienced something that he thought only possible in the movies, he desperately wanted to search for Haruhi. The thought of her own death had crossed his mind multiple times, and Tamaki’s small optimistic voice bitterly refused to believe that she would been taken only to have been killed in some secluded location.

But nothing would have been impossible in that situation. So seeing Haruhi know felt like a dream. He slowly approached Haruhi. He knew that he had to come and find her as soon as he could. Now that he was here, he was still shocked by seeing her. Looking at her now, it fellt like some invisible force was squeezing his lungs. Memories of her being taken away continuously played in his mind.

“Haruhi, I-” He dropped to his knees as he stared at her, his heart leaping hopefully in his chest. It still stung with pain, but it felt alive again with Haruhi being right here. He reached for her shoulder, thinking it to be a way to comfort her, only to press his lips together and recoil his hand. Instead, he gingerly placed his hand on top of her fingers.

His fingers rubbed against her own. “I’m not dead, Haruhi. I-I’m right here.”

[sweetidiot-prince]

Obligatory Beach Episode |

@rosesxinxspring​, @moneydearest​, @littledeviltwin​ are going to the beach!

The fresh smell of the sea assaulted Tamaki’s nose as the blond took a deep breath. The beach in Wonderland was vastly different than in Japan, and Tamaki couldn’t help but stare awe in at the pink grains of sand decorating the horizon. He laughed gleefully before taking a hurried breath through his nose to calm himself down.

“I-----” The single word lingered on Tamaki’s tongue as curious blue eyes glanced around the area. They widened with excitement when he saw the most treasured area on the entire beach, and the blond awkwardly ran after his. His feet kicked up sand as he ran, his body teetering as he ran like an excited child.

He threw his bag on the floor, listening to it pitifully plop as he stomped his foot. “I claim this spot as ours! Unless...” He turned towards his group and gave his signature puppy dog eyes. “Unless you think we should claim a different spot?”

[buzzin-rp-memes]

Area 51 Starters

For your meme needs. Feel free to change pronouns or wording to how you see fit.

“They can’t stop all of us.”

“If we Naruto run we can run faster than their bullets.”

“We gonna see dem aliens.”

“You, me, September 20. At Area 51.”

“Did you really just ask me out on a date to Area 51?”

“I want an alien friend, ya know?”

“You know this raid is a joke right?”

“Please don’t go they absolutely can stop you all.”

“No, we are not ordering tickets to Nevada so you can go to Area 51.”

“I hate to break it to you, but I doubt there will be any aliens.”

“We might find some cool alien gadgets or something!”

“Please don’t tell me you’re taking this seriously.”

“Honey, why is the FBI at our door?”

“They’re actually doing it.. they’re trying to get in.”

“Um my family is in there, we’re going visit!”

“Quit calling yourself an alien.”

“When I said you were out of this world I didn’t mean that I was calling you an alien.”

“Have fun dying.”

“Have fun getting shot, dumbasses.”

“You guys stop, someone isactually gonna do it.”

“Hey, what if we had our first kiss at Area 51- like one of those crazy battle scenes and there’s a kiss.”

“RELEASE THE KARENS!”

“Did Karen just ask one of the guards to speak to the manager?”

“I’m not dying over a meme.”

“You are so stupid sometimes, do you know that.”

“You act if raiding Area 51 is hard!”

“Raiding Area 51? Been there, done that.”

“Um, what the fuck.”

“How did you…”

“Dude! They moved all the aliens to Area 52 by now!”

“Did you actually manage to get an alien? And live? Where the hell have you been?”

“Just because a meme says you should do it, doesn’t mean you should.”

“Meet my new friend!”

“No of course I didn’t go to Area 51, I’m not stupid! The alien crashed their UFO in the backyard, see?”

“I know we suck, but please don’t destroy mankind.”

[sweetidiot-prince]

❛❛ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? ❜❜

soft caring sentence compilation

Tamaki’s heart stopped the second that Haruhi asked that question. He had thought about jokingly asking that question for quite some time, and for Haruhi to ask it had caught him completely off guard. A kiss. He could do this. A goodnight kiss.

“Of course, mon moitiee,” he said. He leaned close to her and chastely placed his lips against her cheek, mere centimeters from her mouth. He closed his eyes to enjoy the soft contact against his skin, feeling his heart beat against his chest as it urged him to actually kiss her. But then Tamaki pulled away before he could give into the selfish desire. 

“Sleep well, Haruhi,” he said, giving her hand a quick squeeze before resting his hand on the door frame. “I’ll text you when I get home. Promise.”

[sweetidiot-prince]

❛❛ I just want to see you smile again. ❜❜

soft caring sentence compilation

For a split second, Tamaki felt his forced smile waver. Of course Kyoya knew him better than this, but Tamaki couldn’t help but pretend that everything was okay. He had just grown up this way; and he couldn’t allow someone else’s mood to diminish just because he was giving into negativity.

“But I am smiling,” he said. His smile grew a tad more as he felt the reverberating pain in his chest. “Thank you for your concern, though. It... means a lot.”

[sweetidiot-prince]

❛❛ Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s okay. C’mon, come sit under the blanket with me. ❜❜

soft caring sentence compilation

Tamaki hadn’t even been aware that tears had begun to fill his eyes, even as the burning water blurred his sight. There was nothing filling his mind when they had started, and he wasn’t entirely sure why they were coming. But it was like an overwhelming sense of dread overcame him and he couldn’t do anything to calm himself.

Nodding at her suggestion, Tamaki approached slowly approached his partner on the couch. He sat beside Haruhi, feeling her warmth as the blanket enveloped both of them. “I’m sorry. I don’t even know what happened,” he said, taking a deep breath as the sensation of her skin comforted him. Tamaki buried his face into the crook of Haruhi’s neck, just wanting to hide against her. It felt right; and it made things better.

“Thank you,” he murmured.

[memesrusrpr]

soft caring sentence compilation

❛❛ I took your hoodie and I’m not giving it back. ❜❜ 

❛❛ Please just… just hold me. ❜❜ 

❛❛ C’mere. Lean on me. ❜❜

❛❛ You look like you need a hug. Come here. ❜❜ 

❛❛ I’m never leaving this blanket nest ever again. ❜❜

❛❛ I know you don’t like hugs, but… I could really use one right now… ❜❜

❛❛ Just stay a little longer. Please. ❜❜

❛❛ It’s so cold outside, but you’re so warm… ❜❜

❛❛ I’m sorry. I should have asked first, just… it reminded me of you. ❜❜

❛❛ Let me hold you for a while. ❜❜

❛❛ It’s okay. I’ve got you. ❜❜

❛❛ Everything hurts. Being with you is the only good thing in the world anymore. ❜❜

❛❛ Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s okay. C’mon, come sit under the blanket with me. ❜❜

❛❛ All I want to do is sit and eat cookies and watch cheesy romcoms right now. But I’d love some company. ❜❜

❛❛ I brought blankets, takeout, and your favourite movie. I know it won’t fix everything, but it might help. ❜❜

❛❛ Please stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone. ❜❜

❛❛ I made some tea. Now, do you need to talk? Or should I just put on some music? ❜❜

❛❛ I’m not going to leave. I’ll stay as long as you need me to. ❜❜

❛❛ Your hair’s soft… I just want to pet it until I forget everything but how soft it is… ❜❜

❛❛ Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now. ❜❜

❛❛ I know you’re hurting right now, and I’m so sorry. Tell me what will help and I’ll do it. ❜❜

❛❛ I just want to see you smile again. ❜❜

❛❛ This is stupid but… could you sing to me? You have such a nice voice, and I think it might help calm me down… you don’t have to, but… ❜❜

❛❛ Lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest. ❜❜

❛❛ wait , did you just say you love me? ❜❜

❛❛ i’m so happy! ❜❜

❛❛ is this a gift for me? ❜❜

❛❛ hey! i’ve got something for you! wait right here! ❜❜

❛❛ i love you. ❜❜

❛❛ wow … your smile is breathtaking. ❜❜

❛❛ let me take you out on a date. ❜❜

❛❛ so what will it be tonight? ❜❜

❛❛ you know , you’re really cute. ❜❜

❛❛ shh … don’t cry. ❜❜

❛❛ so … do i get a goodnight kiss? ❜❜ 

❝  i’m here for you.  ❞

❝  let me help with that.  ❞

❝  i’m here.  ❞

❝  nothing’s gonna hurt you.  ❞

❝  if they do it again, you tell me.  ❞

❝  i’ll protect you. ❞

❝  i’ll make sure nothing bad happens to you.  ❞

❝  let me take a look…  ❞

❝  i’m a phone call away.  ❞

❝  you should have called me.  ❞

❝  here, sleep.  ❞

❝  if you wanna talk, i’m here.  ❞

❝  hey, shh, it’s okay.  ❞

❝  i’ll never let you go.  ❞

❝  you’re with me now.  ❞

❝  nothing’s gonna take you from my side.  ❞

❝  i’ll do what i have to.  ❞

❝  i need you to stay here, okay? i got this.  ❞

❝  it’s safe here.  ❞

❝  i’m fine, let me see your face.  ❞

❝  we’re gonna have to keep ice on that.  ❞

❝  i like seeing you smile.  ❞

❝  you’re so beautiful.  ❞

❝  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ❞

❝  i miss/missed you.  ❞

❝  let me do this for you.  ❞

❝  i’m on your side  ❞

❝  i’ve got your back, okay?  ❞ 

[sweetidiot-prince]

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Once Marinette scrambled through the door to her dorm, she tossed her bag onto her bed and quickly fumbled with turning her laptop on. Impatiently tapping her finger against the wooden desk, she stuck out her tongue as she waited for it to boot up before quickly inputting her information to the chatroom. “Load, load, load. Hurry up and load.” Once the welcome logo appeared, Marinette quickly opened the chat room and made quick work.

>Chaton, are you here? >I can see that you’re online, hurry up and get on here

>I realize that you’re probably taking a cat nap but now is not the time

>Okay, okay. You’ll see this soon. I DID IT. I talked to the boy from Collège and I didn’t stumble like a blathering idiot >I think... I think this means that I’m officially over him >Wow... this is strange

So I have officially roleplayed three Miraculous Ladybug characters, and my first muse from the show was Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Originally she was a freshman in a college AU where Ladybug was her online persona (which is where she met Chat Noir). But once that group closed, she did come to Wonderland for a bit and I roleplayed with the same Chat Noir. It’s actually because of Marinette (and her parents) that Merveille Patissiere became a thing!

[sweetidiot-prince]

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Curious lips pursed together as Yang placed a tentative finger against her own cheek. She studied the person in front of them, violet eyes darting around as she looked them over and noticed the tiniest nonverbal details about them. Finally, Yang released a breath through her nose. “Hey, why don’t you hop on?” she offered, jerking a thumb towards her motorbike. “You look like you need to get away. I know the perfect place.”

She approached Bumblebee and slid on her sunglasses and grabbed her helmet before flashing a smirk towards her companion. “What? You scared?” she teased. “Don’t worry. I have an extra helmet.”

Yang Xiao Long has been a child of mine for yeeeeeeears. I actually started musing her before I had even seen RWBY, and then I binged the first three volumes and was like “yeet, I’m gonna rp her”. Since then she’s been an all-time favorite for me.

So long story short. Yang is my largest impulse muse because I mused her before I even knew her. And then I was like “wow, I love her”. Now look at me. I’m rewatching RWBY and trying to get caught up because my blonde thrillseeker is speaking to me.