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“ do all the good you can,  by all the means you can—

            as long as ever you can. “

[ducoeur]

“ do all the good you can,  by all the means you can—

            as long as ever you can. “

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SHORT HIATUS—

currently working on a multi-muse blog! i’ll reply to any threads on here with that one once it’s set up! apologies!

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Gloved hands rest on her shoulders. He drew her closer and trailed a line of kisses behind her ear. "Missed me, Purrincess?"

✦♕✴︎┝━━ 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤!

Falling asleep wrapped up in only a towel may have been a bad idea, she thinks as delight crawls down her spine. She had intentions to… Do something, she guessed, but had been lulled to sleep by the softness of her blankets and exhaustion. Now, she was paying for it in the best way possible.

”So badly, kitty…”

She has no damn clue what kept Chat from sneaking into her apartment for the past week, but she’d been craving, needing, desperate for the kisses he left on her skin. Her back arced into him with a soft keen.

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@miraculousxmuses replied to your post “��”

we're already married

)( well you’re not WRONG but )(

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💍

💍 I want to be exclusives with you

)( this is sounding a lot like a marriage proposal and if so, i’m down. so down. when, where, what time? )(

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💬 + Mari i saw Chat Noir on your balcony.. what's going on there? (Nino)

Send 💬 + a rumor and my muse will react to it.

✦♕✴︎┝━━ 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤!

“H-Huh!?”

Whoops. Yeah, that may be a thing that’s been happening for a hot minute. Almost as hot as the scorching blush filling her face and neck.

“O-Oh, well uh━ You see, he’s commissioning me for a Chat Noir inspired design. I don’t know what for!”

Sure, if you call cuddling with that tomcat designing.

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��▾⊰ ◟◞◜◝◟◞◜◝▋𝖒𝖊-𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍!!

Her baton’s twirling came to a slow stop. Elbows rest against the railing as well as her gaze sweeps Paris’ skyline, drinking in the lights, the sounds, the smells. Her eyes fluttered shut. She could almost purr with how content she felt at that moment. Which happened, as she finally replied.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

Her tail swished lazily from side to side, metal scraping slightly against the platform beneath their feet as she regarded her partner with a soft smirk. 

He stalked on the spot, glancing up and down her silhouette. Moments like this highlighted his entire being. He bit down on his tongue, pushing back a grin as he thought about her question. 

“Depending on what you’d be needing me for.”

A light, lukewarm wind blew around the nose of the hero wrapped in red and black. He leaned against the railing of the architecture and just let the sight sink in, he let her presence sink in. The warm feeling he felt when she looked at him with her big blue eyes. His forehead met the railing now, his smile was big and he chuckled to himself.

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fortunesunfavored:

“Sounds great!”

Adrien paused for a moment, taking his phone into hand. A few swipes later Marinette’s phone buzzed. He put his phone away and explained, “I sent you my schedule to make this easy. Just be sure to keep it to yourself– it leaks sometimes, and it’s always really inconvenient. I’m sure I don’t have to tell you, but sometimes it’s a pain to have fans knowing where I’ll be.”

A somber expression overtook his features. He rubbed awkwardly at the back of his neck, “Actually… about that… If we’re going to be dating this is going to get really… invasive for you, sooner or later. I’m pretty used to it, and I’ve got a gated home to keep people away. But still…”

He looked over at Marinette, “It wouldn’t be right not to say anything about it. I think Father has a pretty good impression of you already, so that’s less of a problem. But if you’re not sure about this, now’s the time to change your mind. You’ve covered for me around fans before though, so I figure you know what you’re getting into.”

Stopping for a moment, Adrien extended a hand towards Marinette. His lips curled into a slightly lopsided, goofy grin.

✦♕✴︎┝━━ 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤!

It wasn’t until she felt the vibration of the phone in her purse did she realize that Adrien Agreste, boy of her dreams, the eye of her affections━ had accepted her date. Had encouraged it, even. Sent his schedule, gently warned her about possible future complications...

She’s taken back to the beginning, when she met Adrien. A kind hand extending an umbrella in a downpour, despite having no protection for himself. Chartreuse gaze watching a girl who formerly couldn’t stand him realize that maybe, maybe... Maybe he’s not so bad, after all. 

Her hand is just as slow now as it was back then, reaching out to gently take his, and she feels a smile grow upon her lips as she looks up to meet his eyes. She feels like she could stare up into them for forever, like entire civilizations could rise and fall around them and even then she wouldn’t be able to look away. 

“Absolutely. Besides, you’re worth it. All of it.”

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•ᴽ• ןן  oυт oғ cнarмѕ

)( i will get to replies sometime soon! i have last minute errands to do tomorrow and then graduation saturday so hopefully after that i’ll be more active )(

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•ᴽ• ןן  oυт oғ cнarмѕ

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✦♕✴︎┝━ ── ── 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤!

She barely had time to registered what was going on before his arms were around her, pulling her close in the newly-darkened room. She heard the voice of Queen Bee, saw a rush of golden light pass her window before she was out of sight and slowly sinking with Chat to the floor. Where she stayed. 

“...Alright. I’m going to patch you up, and during that, you’re answering my questions.”

She pulled away from his hold and picked up her fallen akuma kit, noticing a few things had fallen from it and scooping them up as well before returning to the wounded hero. 

"Mari...I'm sorry you had to see me like this" //idk angst rp anyone???

•• all the angst yes god ••

Soft bluebell eyes roved his form, at the fuchsia that had overtaken green, white that covered black. He was a stranger and an old friend all at once and it twisted her stomach into some emotion that radiated unease.

“… Chaton? Is that you?”

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○── ── ── ── ── ── ◦ 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏!

That... Truly, would be a sight. A fully transformed Hawkmoth in the dairy isle, perusing the store’s stock of orange juice. Ladybug suppressed a snort.

“Food for thought, I guess!”

Villians needed food too, she guessed.

“Hm... Go through the neighborhoods near Arc De Triomphe, Louvre, and along the Seine. I’ll stick to Notre Dame, Eiffle Tower, and meet you at the Sacre-Coeur.”

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A nod was sent the new hero’s way.

“Great to hear! Usually what Chat, Rena, and I do is split up to cover more ground.”

She unlatched her yoyo and slid it open, revealing the communicator functionality.

“We have these handy devices, so if you run into trouble, let me know. That rarely happens however. I guess Hawkmoth needs sleep, too.”

She laughed a bit. Honestly, it was a very real chance that Hawkmoth did what other civillians did, what Ladybug and Chat Noir do when they’re not fighting crime. It was hard to imagine that somebody who tortured Paris so ruthlessly…Most likely had cereal for breakfast that morning, or had errands to run

Queen Bee listened intently to Ladybug’s instructions, pulling out her trompo and opening her own communicator.

“Got it Ladybug,” she let out an amused chuckle of her own, “Could you imagine going to the supermarket and finding Hawkmoth buying some orange juice?”

While it wasn’t like the man would ever go shopping transformed, but the idea of it was hilarious. It also made her wonder if she had ever run into him as a civilian. Probably not, considering the population of Paris plus all the tourist.

“What patrol route will we be taking today?”

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✦♕✴︎┝━ 𝕚𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤!

“You’re fine! I-I mean, it’s fine!”

She was actually hoping to see Luka, following him down to the living quarters of the house-ship. Juleka was such a sweet and wonderful friend of hers. However. She wanted to explore the relationship between her and the guitarist a bit, wanted to learn more about him as a person.

Luka for @ducoeur

This evening was all covered in flour and little giggles. How it came to this? It was mother’s day and Luka wanted to bake a cake for his mom. Originally it was Juleka’s plan but something happened to keep her too busy and the guitarist refused letting the plan sink. So instead of his sister, Luka welcomed Marinette, the baker’s daughter, the one who knew best how to create a mouth full of goodness. 

“Juleka’s with her- with Rose, you’d have to be content with me, hope that’s not bad?” He asked cautiously and escorted Marinette below deck.

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                                             A QUICK GUIDE TO MY BLOG!  reblog and: 

BOLD what always applies. Cross out  what never applies. Italicize what sometimes applies.  Feel free to add clarification where needed.

My name is… Haley

I am…    UNDERAGE  /  OF AGE

I am…

selective

non-selective 

semi-selective

non-private

mutuals only

mutuals preferred 

I am… 

au muse friendly

oc muse friendly

twin muse friendly

canon muse friendly 

crossover muse friendly

multi-muse blog friendly 

all of the above

I am comfortable writing…

fluff

smut

angst

all of the above

none of the above

Certain topics I will not write are… rape/non-con, abuse, fetish-centered

This blog is…     LOW ACTIVITY   /   HIGH ACTIVITY 

You can contact me through IMs…       YES  /  NO 

If applicable: other blog(s) where you can find me… @haleybeeeeeeee​ @champiioned​

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⊱▾⊰ ◟◞◜◝◟◞◜◝◟◞◜◝▋𝖒𝖊-𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖍!!

Ah, she laughs. One of her gloved hands slap against her mouth to stifle her giggles (also to hide her crimson cheeks), batting him away with the other. While she had no problem dishing out her flirtations, she was terrible at taking any from others.

“So if the sun touches you, does it mean you’re mine?”

A cattish grin pulls at her lips as she taunts away, walking leisurely up to the bars that enclosed the platform they stood upon. Her baton was swiftly taken from her back and spun with her fingers.

The hero only chuckled as he heaved up from his sitting spot. Rougebug was a head taller than his partner, it was his thing to tower over her and make her look up at him, he imagined she’d look at him in an admiring way, the way he looked at her. Sometimes he was almost ogling, she was too beauty for him to swipe off the attention of her. The shook his head, sliding his thoughts aside. 

“Very much understandable, have been there.”

One arm tangled around her fait build shoulder, drawing her in closer as he gestured over the skyline. “Everything the sun touches is ours, minou~” The ladybug themed hero quoted, his voice soft and playful.

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)( idk do it if u wanna )(