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Adrien going through a growth spurt and towering over LB even more than usual as Chat, and taking great joy in patting her on the top of her head while she cracks jokes about how freakishly tall he's getting.
One day when they're eating lunch at school, Marinette says something about how freakishly tall he is and Adrien automatically reaches out with a chuckle and pats her on the head with a grin and everything connects in their one (1) collective brain cell and they're just staring at each other in absolute disbelief.
Meanwhile Nino and Alya are just #confused
Hiii~ Could you do a scenario of the first time Ethan says I love you to Eloise?
Alternatively titled: The Taming of The Brat.
There were many things Eloise has come to expect from Ethan. Relationship with him was an uphill battle on all fronts, after all—his inner demons and his personality both being big and constant roadblocks between him and a genuine, deep trust.
So Eloise learned to expect many things. Reading between the lines, finding triggers where she didn’t expect them, doubling as a psychologist even sometimes because Ethan needed actual help more so than some nice words, and catching slivers of warmth in his eyes when he let his guard down and let himself be happy. These were becoming more common, too.
But walking in the room to find Ethan nervously fidgeting with what seems like a gift-wrapped parcel next to him?
That’s new.
“Um,” is all she can really say as Ethan startles to his feet, looking like he’s reconsidering everything on the spot.
“Um,” he says back, looking to the side.
“So, what’s the occasion?” Eloise asks before he can bolt.
“Nothing in particular,” Ethan shrugs. “Just figured… I’d get you something. For the trouble.”
He shoves the parcel in her hands. It’s not very big, and it doesn’t weigh much either. She’ll open it later.
“It’s no trouble, really.”
“What, dealing with me? Don’t shit around, I know I’m not easy to get along with. Even Beliath bows out when it gets bad,” he says, almost angry. “I just. Um.”
“Ethan,” Eloise sighs, placing her hand on his shoulder. “It’s really no problem.”
“Your pity can only go so far.”
Eloise balks.
“Pity? What pity? Ethan, I—I’m not sticking with you because of pity.”
“Why then?”
“Because I like being around you? Because I want to help you however I can? Because you’re worth it?”
“You’re an idiot. A selfless idiot.”
Eloise shrugs. He’s not wrong.
“I love you.”
She tills.
“…what.”
“I’m a selfish bastard and I fucking love you, what do you want from me?”
Eloise just stares at him for a while, and then starts laughing.
“Nothing,” she shakes her head. “Nothing at all.”
And then she kisses him.
Hello! I'm so glad to find your blog — it's fantastic!) Could you write a headcanon of Eloise's first kiss with Ethan, please?
The night was cold, a crisp breeze in the air, it was during the wintertime, fresh snow layered the garden. I stood there with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders as I stared out the window, the full moon shining and reflecting on the snow. It was a beautiful sight.
“Eloise” I heard a voice call my name, a voice I had grown familiar with. Turning I smiled brightly at the jerk I call Ethan.
“Good evening Ethan…” He smirked at me and leaned against the window I was just looking out. He was looking rather devious as he normally does, raising my brow looking at him. “Is there something I can help you with?” I asked him, curious as to why my vampire was bothering me at the moment.
“Yes actually, come with me.” He demanded of me. It wasn’t even an offer. I shook my head and followed him. We ended up back in his bedroom. I pursed my lips tilting my head curiously yet confused. What is this man child up to now? I smile wistfully at his amusement clearly in my eyes.
“Oh, are you hungry?” I asked him sitting on the edge of his bed, wrapping the blanket around my shoulders a little tighter. He gave me an odd look but shook his head.
“No, I’m not hungry, I brought you here for another reason.” He moved and pulled something out of his nightstand, it was a little box. I gave him a questioning look as he walked over to where I sat. “Hold out your hand.” I did as he told me to and he plopped the little box with a small red bow on my palm.
“Ethan?” I asked questioningly and he rolled his eyes at my weird response to the little thing in my hands.
“Just open it, Eloise,” he said with a huff. I smile slightly, a low chuckle escaping my lips. Still as moody as ever. I undid the little ribbon and popped open the lid. A gasp of surprise could be heard when I saw the two little stud pearl earrings, with it’s matching pear drop necklace, lay neatly in the small box. I looked at him with shock and confusion.
“These are beautiful, May I ask the occasion?” I inquired as I looked back down at the gorgeous jewelry in my hands. He gave me an odd look before laughing.
“Merry Christmas, Elosie, I know it’s not much but, you’ve been here for over 6 months and have dealt with my ass since day one. So it was about time I did something nice for you.” I just smiled brightly at him, I had totally forgotten about Christmas. Most of the guys don’t generally celebrate and at the orphanage, it wasn’t a big deal.
“Thank you, Ethan, but…” I paused hesitating and set the box next to me on the bed. “I don’t have anything to give you. I actually had forgotten all about Christmas…” Ethan just shrugged and smirked.
“You could always give me a kiss, my chalice,” He teased about it often. I mean we had never kissed and I didn’t think anything of it. But, at this point what else could I give him. I slipped off his bed and walked up to him. He looked at me wide-eyed, slightly startled. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him down my lips meeting his. He was stunned at first before he pulled me closer by my waist, deepening the kiss. It was my turn to be surprised, I let a soft gasp escape, my eyes closing as I wrap my arms around his neck. This kiss we shared became passionate and intense. Yet, in a way, it sealed how we felt about each other. I’ve known for a long time that he’s become more friendlier with me, and I’ve had suspicions that perhaps his “like” has turned more into admiration, or an affectionate adoration? I don’t know but I’m loving how sweet and tender he is being with me right now. This is a side of him I’m not used to, and I’m glad I get to experience it with him.
Kagaminette || You’re Ladybug?!
SUMMARY: Kagami’s not letting Marinette out of her sight during an akuma attack after all those other times Marinette had disappeared. In the end, Marinette has only one choice.
GENRE: writing, identity reveal, kagami tsurugi x marinette dupain cheng
WARNINGS: one swear word
Marinette is sure she loves her girlfriend. She's the strongest, bravest, most beautiful person she knows. There is not a single day that goes by when Marinette doesn't thank whoever is out there for giving her such a wonderful girlfriend. Nor is there a single day when she questions how the heck she did get her girlfriend.
But sometimes Kagami is a bit much.
Like now, for instance.
Arm wrapped around her shoulders tightly as they huddled behind the ticket booth, away from any dangerous eyes.
An akuma alert had sounded and people had been in a rightful panic as the akumatized villain entered the cinemas--the same cinemas she and Kagami just had to be having a date in. Marinette had thought she might have been able to sneak out in the panic, but noooo--Kagami would never let her girlfriend out of her sight in a dangerous time like this. Especially considering how many other times Marinette had left, leaving Kagami in a rightful internal panic.
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http://bad1dimagines.tumblr.com/post/124340921458/dark-niall
Adrien being a clueless rich boy with no real concept of how money actually works headcannon:
He visits the bakery quite often, and always insists on paying for whatever he eats when there despite Tom and Sabine telling him it's on the house. There's a tip jar on the counter and Adrien isn't sure how much to tip so he just shoves what he's carrying that day in his wallet into the jar.
It's usually about 100, which is way way way too much anyway
but one time it's closer to 800 and Tom almost has a HEART ATTACK
They try to give Adrien it back but he just shrugs innocently and says it wasn't him
As if anyone else in Paris is kind enough and rich enough to willingly tip 800 on a 2 euro slice of pie
The absolute horror on Marinettes face when she realises the boy shes been turning down repeatedly is indeed Adrien Agreste
I can just imagine like
They do the reveal, everything works out between them and they're dating and Marinette will just have like these moments of realisation now and again such as
Marinette sitting straight up in bed suddenly, and just shouting "Oh my God, you... you set up a romantic rooftop picnic date for me and I ditched you...... for you"
And Adrien, absolutely used to this and 98% asleep still just kinda nods and says "Yup, I know. I was there. Now Marinette it's literally 3am please go to sleep"