#qookyquiche

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My shot for @mlreanimatecollab that I had actually done over a year ago! It was nice messing around with animation again and I’m glad I got to participate in this project! :D Congrats to everyone involved!

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[powerdragonmoon]

58, 70, 84 8D

Woookyyyy =3=

58. What’s my strangest talent?

🤔 🤔 🤔 🤔 🤔 🤔 🤔 🤔 🤔 

Lmao why do i reblog these? i AM SO BAD AT ANSWERING THESE! uhhhhhhhhhh...... uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i’m going to go with linking things fast??? 🤖 🤖 🤖 🤖 people seem to be impressed with my internet prowess, but most of the time i feel like drop kicking my laptop into the sun... CAUSE IT FEELS SO SLOOOOOOOOW. 

70. What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?

Probably my appendicitis in high school, lmao i remember thinking I was having the WORST PERIOD CRAMPS OF MY LIFE and then passing out in yearbook club after school on the computer room floor.... TURNS OUT MY APPENDIX WAS BEING THE PIECE OF USELESS EVOLUTIONARY SHIT THAT IT IS AND I WAS BETRAYED LIKE A FOOL!

84. I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

OHOHOOOOOO!!! i love me a good radioactive vegetable! for you qooky??? hmmmmmmm THE POWER OF A GREEN THUMB! you can grow all the greens!!! and all the beautiful flowers and plants !!!! :3 

there is no 8d.... sooooooooo :D 

from this, send me a numba! 

[overworkedunderwhelmed]

In a case of perfect timing, @qookyquiche just finished this amazing piece for me!   

This commission is for a scene from the second chapter of Unraveled.   As luck would have it, I just posted the final chapter of the fanfic online a few days ago.  

It is much too early right now to find the words that would do all of the beautiful details in this work proper justice, but I’ve been flailing since I woke up to find this vision of loveliness in my inbox.  

Qooky, I cannot thank you enough!  ♥

As a reminder to others, please do not repost!

[australet789]

Happy belated birthday to @qookyquiche! Here's your OC Aza :D

Hope you like it!

[sandwormsladybugs]

Before Sapotis there was a lot of discussion on how everyone, especially Adrien, only ever has one set of clothes. It got me thinking what if he showed up for school one day in something Haute couture. Voila! Big shout out @qookyquiche, their artistic talent captured exactly what I was thinking. 

Please do not repost or re-upload but reblog often ;)

[cowboydan16]

Surprise! I’m your secret santa @qookyquiche !! Thank you so much  @mlsecretsanta for setting all of this up. Enjoy Adrienette in the park, and stay safe during the holidays.  

[poketravelzine-blog]

Hi! I just wanted to ask about the shipping policies you guys have regarding the zine? What will pricing be like for shipping and are tracking numbers involved? Thanks!

Shipping is listed on the gumroad when you go to check out! Our rates are currently $7 for North America and $9 Everywhere else. We don’t provide tracking numbers for orders outside the US. Apologies! Shipping is really expensive and we’re only so many people.

[3laxx]

ML Kittens!AU

Okay so I saw this incredibly cute art by @qookyquiche and I just couldn’t resist, so I had to write the first part of a Kittens!AU... Thanks for the permission, qooky!

Marinette was having a good life.

She was born in a safe place, with a caring mother and a strong father. The humans always were nice to her, cuddled her and kept her clean and gave her and her family a warm, cozy bed.

When she became a little older and was able to stumble around with her siblings and play a few games the humans slowly gave her brothers and sisters away, one by one. Her mother always urged her to properly say goodbye to them and to not be sad. She’d eventually see them again and if not, they’d have a good life.

She had asked herself why her mother knew that for sure but she trusted her judgement and always bid them goodbye with a few nose rubs and little games.

It never was that hard. Marinette was still young and didn’t really understood what parting from them really meant. Besides, she always got to stay with her beloved mother.

So of course, she could never have anticipated what came next.

One day a young woman came to look at her family. Marinette knew what that meant. Another one of her siblings would be taken. She didn’t really care about the woman, she instead just rolled to her other side, snuggled up to her brother and continued napping.

The young woman sat down on the table with the mother of her human family and started talking to her. It may have seemed like Marinette was sleeping but her ears twitched at the smooth, soft voice of the woman.

She liked it. Liked it a lot. She couldn’t deny that.

Okay, she decided, I maybe am a little interested what she’s doing.

Marinette finally lifted her head, just like her tail on which the tip lightly moved, and snuffled in the air, trying to figure out the scent of the woman. She didn’t smell like cigarettes, the disgusting things the mother of the family always used on the terrace. There had also been one guy who had wanted to take one of her siblings but her human family had sent him away again.

There was a light smell of cookies to her. Marinette wrinkled her little muzzle and stretched a little forward. A few other things that sometimes landed on the table of her human family, she didn’t know all the scents but it was food. And paper? Where did that come from?

But not the paper the boy of her human family sometimes carried around in his colorful backpack. It was more like the paper the father smelled after, the adult paper.

Over all it was a soft scent. Marinette liked it. So as the two women got up to walk over to the crib with Marinette, her mother and her remaining two siblings, she stretched and shakily got to her four little legs. Her paws were still unstable, not as elegant and quiet as those of her mother and not as strong and surely placed as her father’s.

The two women crouched down and Marinette curiously padded towards the lap of the strange woman with the soft scent and warm voice. She sniffed on her knee and lifted her paw to hit it, seeing if she could get a reaction. When she didn’t get one, the blue jeans mockingly staying still, she hit it again but lost her balance and rolled on her back. She quickly got up again after rolling around a bit, only to attempt a hiss and jump at the knee. She had seen her mother hiss once, at the guy smelling like cigarettes and another sharp smell she couldn’t identify. When her mother hissed it sounded so hostile and sure.

Marinette merely managed a light, dry choking sound with a little squeak but finally she got a reaction. Just not the one she hoped for.

Her mother gently bit into the thick fur on the nape of her neck and pulled her back, giving her a scolding glare. She then nudged her to watch how she should do it. Her mother propped her front paws up on the woman’s leg and stretched her head up, letting the woman pet her.

She then turned her gaze towards her daughter, nodding at her.

Try now, she encouraged Marinette and got off the woman’s leg to nudge her kitten again.

Marinette unsteadily got to her feet and once again approached the woman, her little fuzzy tail flitting behind her. She tried the same move but the woman’s knee was too high so instead of standing tall and elegant like her mother she fell backwards. Just before she hit the floor, however, a soft hand caught her and lifted her up to place her on the woman’s leg, remaining close to keep her from falling off. Marinette glanced up and tried sitting down to keep her balance on the-… Somehow squishy big human things. She managed barely, only with the help of the steadying hand, and looked up to meet the woman’s gaze.

She didn’t know much about human beauty but she thought this woman was really pretty. The fur on top of her head was properly groomed and smelled so much like her, her eyes were behind those weird, partly invisible round things and sparkled in a warm hazel-green color. She blinked down on her and began laughing as Marinette tried reaching up with her tiny paw to knock these glass things off her nose so she could see her eyes better. Of course she was way too far down but Marinette didn’t really know her way around with distances yet.

Her piercing blue eyes wandered to the fur of the woman and finally she had something to play with that was in her reach. The fur was very, very long and darker on top while it became orange on the tips. What a weird fur… The mother, the father and the boy of her human family all had short fur. Even shorter than Marinette’s mother’s.

It was fascinating her how long it was and how it moved so tauntingly close, swinging with every movement. The humans talked to each other in light voices but Marinette didn’t try to listen to them. She crouched down, her concentrated eyes fixed on a close strand of fur.

She didn’t even notice her siblings now slowly coming closer as well, having woken up from their nap. Her other remaining sister curled up on the mother’s lap, laying down to sleep again. Her brother tried to play with her mother but she dismissed him with a gentle wave of a paw.

Marinette didn’t see all of that. She widened her eyes at the swinging strand of fur, her pupils narrowing to slits and her tail excitedly swishing. She ducked down behind the wrist of the steadying hand and lightly pawed her leg, kneading like she saw her mother doing that on a blanket before laying down.

She was impatient but when her father had trained her in sneaking and bringing quarry to bay he had made her wait longer. She had to be cautious, she had to concentrate, that fur was everything.

Her tail swished faster as she decided that she’d jump in a moment.

Then she suddenly jumped by putting her paws on the woman’s wrist, closely followed by her back legs to lunge forward and catch the strand of fur between her front paws and muzzle, her tiny sharp teeth sinking into the fur. Her butt flew further and she toppled over the side of the leg, refusing to let go and thus yanking the woman’s head down with her.

She didn’t care, however, she just continued nibbling at the strand of fur while she heard a yelp and then a soft laugh before now a pair of hands cupped around her and lifted her up again. The fur slipped away from her grasp and she tried jumping after it but the hand quickly caught her. Suddenly she was in front of the woman’s face, seeing her hazel-green eyes smirking at her. Her tone was joyful, playful and she overall seemed amused.

Why was she amused?

Marinette reached out and padded a paw on her nose, tilting her head when the sound of laughter sounded so much closer suddenly.

The skin of the woman was so soft and furless… Wasn’t it really cold for her to walk around so naked? Marinette prodded forward and pushed her head against the crook between the woman’s nose and her cheek. She then pressed her face along the cheek, her tail swishing against the woman’s other cheek and her body leaning against her nose. Just then she noticed she had moved the weird black glasses thing. She jumped back and jabbed her paw against the glasses thing, her back arching and her tail straight in the air. These things were so irritating!

She was rewarded with the soft sound of the woman’s laughter again and she removed one hand underneath Marinette and took off the things. The hand joined the other and her eyes blinked a little unfocused before looking at her again.

The woman now talked to her, in a gentle voice, capturing her gaze and moving her a little away from her face, probably to see her better. Marinette shakily sat down on the unsteady platform the woman had created for her and tilted her head.

What are you saying?, she asked.

But the woman didn’t communicate the way Marinette did. She didn’t understand every human word yet, she just knew a few names, apparently, and a few commands. Like her own na-

“Marinette.”, the woman said. She said it! She said her name! Marinette got to her feet again and tried getting closer to the woman but she just laughed and kept her where she was. Then another word caught her attention.

“Alya.”

She liked the sound of that. Alya… Yes, she definitely liked the sound. It sounded soft and warm and Marinette wanted to keep hearing that word. Was that the name of the woman in front of her?

She once again stood up and this time the woman held her protectively now, lightly leaning her against the crook of her neck. Marinette wiggled out of her grasp and climbed up her plaid shirt to reach the squishy thing that humans have on the sides of their heads. She caught it between her teeth and Alya lightly yelped but laughed again, prying Marinette’s muzzle away from her earlobe with a gentle finger and lifted her up again. She then nodded to the other woman and Marinette tried fighting her way out of her grasp again but the woman held her so comfortably and warmly and the playing and hunting had really worn her-… Out…

Marinette yawned and curled up in the woman’s hands, still keeping her attention up and her eyes awake but snuggling with the thumb of the woman really relaxed her. Her breaths became slower and evened out and before she knew it she barely felt how the woman stood up, sat down on the table with the mother again and began rustling with paper after snuggly placing her in her lap. Marinette pushed her nose against the blue jeans and slowly let her eyes droop and close.

 When she was woken up again it was by her mother’s soft touch on her nose. She slowly blinked and yawned, then stood up and pawed on Alya’s legs, stretching out the sleep.

The soft hands of Alya lifted her up and set her down on the floor, her voice slightly worried and directed to the mother but Marinette paid no attention to that. Her gaze caught her brother and sister playing and she quickly ran up to them, tackling them both to the floor. They rolled around for a bit and playfully bopped each other’s noses and bit in each other’s ears before Marinette’s mother once again lifted her up in the nape of her neck and carried her back to their bed, settling down with her and beginning to lick her clean.

What does that mean, Maman?, she asked by flattening her ears back to her head.

Her mother didn’t reply at first but soon she stopped licking and rubbed her head on Marinette, purring lightly.

The Alya human wants to take you, she finally said by nudging the little kitten’s head towards the two humans who were still sitting at the table, talking to each other. Marinette’s ears perked up at this, standing straight up and her tail started swishing behind her, going from one side to the other.

Really?!, she asked excitedly, her gaze jumping between Alya and her mother but soon her ears dropped back again and her tail lowered, she became a little unsure, really?

Her mother lovingly began licking her again and her purring got stronger.

Alya is a good human. She will care for you. And now go say goodbye to your siblings, kitten, her mother bopped her nose against Marinette’s and nudged her side, encouraging her to get up again and join her brother’s and sister’s game.

She did, though she was not as playful as usually. She found herself wondering how it’d be to go with another human. She has seen a few humans, mostly her family and a few friends and family of them, wanting to see her mother and her siblings. Then those who took her other brothers and sisters. Where were they taken? What awaited them there?

She couldn’t imagine something different than this.

What would it be like, living with Alya? Did she have a human family, too? And did she live far away? Would Marinette be able to visit her mother?

Her brother jumped and caught her off guard, causing them both to roll over the floor with uncoordinated motions. Her brother was the first to come to his paws again and flopped down on top of her, nibbling on her ear. His ears were excitedly straightened up and his blue eyes sparkled of mischief.

Gotchu!, he celebrated, then pulled on her ear, his tail pointing straight up in the air, Gotchu, gotchu!

She huffed and tried rolling out underneath him but he pinned her to the floor and then bopped his muzzle against hers, lightly licking over it.

She bopped his nose, pulled his head down and bit on his ear, gently nibbling on it. He suddenly jumped off and chased after their sister but quickly got distracted by a mouse toy that lay in his way, instantly choosing this as his prey and catching it with wide arms, rolling over the floor.

Marinette watched him for a moment before her sister pressed her head against her side, making her jump. The two girls, entangled in each other, rolled over and both came to a halt crouching down in front of the other. They both had their tails up in the air, the tips lightly jumping around until Marinette finally lunged and toppled her sister over, meowing loudly as she came to a victorious halt.

Her sister tried snapping at her ears but Marinette just caught her muzzle with one of her paws, softly hitting her repeatedly while her sister now tried to catch her paw. She let the game go on for a bit before pushing her nose against her sister’s cheek, effectively stilling her.

They both went on to lick each other’s cheeks a bit before Marinette went off of her and walked back to her mother. Alya stood up and her mother started meowing, as she always did when one of her kittens was taken.

Marinette snuggled up to her side and mewled quietly, then, as the hand of the mother came down to gently lift her away she playfully jumped at the fingers and started chewing on them. Her mother licked her back but then backed off a little, watching the Alya human with careful eyes.

The mother softly caught Marinette and lifted her up to place her in a little transport crate, stuffed out with a blanket that smelled like home and her siblings, together with a few toys that looked like a toy mouse and a big ring. She briefly thought about attacking the mouse but first she wanted to see what the human mother was doing. When she turned the crate is closed with a-… A grid?

She started pawing at it, jabbing at it and a frustrated mewl escaped her muzzle as it doesn’t budge. Her blue eyes focused on the outside now as she tried biting into it but the grid was too small to allow her teeth to find a good grip. Suddenly, Alya’s face came into view. She looked worried but Marinette instantly relaxed at her soft face.

She started talking and repeated her name, “Marinette”, from time to time.

Then she vanished and she heard her mother protesting from another room but she knew she was gonna get through this. She still got her remaining siblings and who knew, maybe she could visit her sometime?

Marinette shouted back, her eyes widely opened, her ears tensed up and her tail straight out to the back, levelling with her spine. She already missed her mother and siblings and her human family but she was also excited to go with Alya.

She seemed nice.

And soon they were out on the streets of Paris, Alya carrying her safely and carefully through the slightly rainy day, heading to her new home.

More to come soon!