#day 035

[w0-2013-365]

035/26

watching tv ("andor", s1)

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Driver Every Day 2020 - 035//366 ∟ Day 035 - Valtteri  B o t t a s

[doodlebs]

SO @cyber-ene and i were playin danganronpa and uhhhh naegi + kirigiri = mlm + wlw solidarity

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disclosure (3// ???)

directly follows the events of 2a

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“Oh,” Marinette had said, staring at the end of Cat Noir’s belt. The superhero must have fled the moment he’d realized that Ladybug was detransforming, and Marinette felt both adoringly grateful and violently disappointed. “I… I wanted you to see,” she managed to confess.

“To see?” Cat Noir asked.

Marinette’s resolve deserted her. “T-to see you more,” she said instead. “If you… if we could maybe go on patrols? Like in comic books?”

“Yes,” Cat Noir agreed immediately. “Should you… should I…?”

“I have cookies for my kwami. I can… I’ll get myself home. But you’ll patrol with me?”

“I… in the mornings, before school, yes, I can come.”

Marinette nodded, though Cat Noir couldn’t see. “Okay. Okay, and we can meet at the…”

[makotocollection]

day 035

[w0-2013-365]

035-365

insulation

[babbleandtea]

Love Languages: Quality Time

“Okay, so they may not look the nicest but that’s what Icing is for!” Your partner exclaimed as he finished up adding the food colouring to the icing. You finish drying the last few dishes before looking over your so-called master pieces. The cookies didn’t hold their shape and looked more like blobs than hearts, which is what they were supposed to be. 

“I don't think icing is going to save these,” You laughed and held one up to your partner.

“Maybe not,” He said, taking a bite of the cookie in your hand. You pulled the cookie away and hid it from him, taking a bite of your own. He laughed, “But it will definitely enhance the deliciousness and really what else can you ask for in a cookie?” You definitely couldn’t argue that logic. You grabbed a couple knives and started to ice the cookies. You did your best to try and shape the icing in a way that at least resembled a heart, still wanting to salvage what you could.

“AH! Hey!” You caught your partner sneaking a cookie. He turned to you, mouth clearly full, and feigned innocence. You squinted at him.

“It’s a condition,” He joked with a shrug, finally finishing the cookie, “My sweet tooth just can’t be satisfied. I have to appease it with all the sweets in sight.”

“You poor thing,” You placed your hand on your chest, playing along, “Come here.” You reached for him and pulled him into a hug. He pretended to sniffle and you held back a snort. You took his face and lifted it to kiss him. He hummed happily into your lips. You parted, “There, a little sugar to keep you going. Now, how about we get back to icing these cookies?”

“If it means spending more time with you, and a possibility of more kisses, I will ice a hundred more cookies,” He spoke valiantly, as if he would fight for this cause with his dying breath, for time with you. You couldn’t help but laugh as you reached past him. You turned to him and brushed icing on his nose as you passed. He made a noise of shock and looked at you. You couldn’t help but laugh. He shook his head, “How dare you! get over here!” You let out a startled noise as he lunged towards you.