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[davey1245]

Digital Thanatos and Hypnos Offering!

omg i love them sm

[infecteddaydreamz]

i think they scatter like cockroaches when you turn the lights on in a dark room /aff

coming up w funny captions is so hard guys what is this... anyway! more art of these fucking goobers that i cant seem to get enough of!

little explanation of the process thing / yap sesh below the cut smirks

i did the sketch on a 3 hour car ride coming back from the convention like 3 days ago and oh my god i hate drawing in cars !!! its not the sketching i so much mind, its moreso coloring, so thank god i did all the coloring and such at home!! but this piece took literally one million years but its done trust!! i have a lot of other *sketches* and doodles i could / should post from that trip! ill probably bring myself to actually posting more doodles and drawings and things bc i have tonsss especially of skwisgaar!! theyre literally all ive drawn for the past two weeks

anyway i just love to yap and man i just had the best midday sleep of my life! wake up and post ykwim mwahahahaha the grind never stops 😴😴😴

[the-sad-emo-princess666]

🕸 @the-sad-emo-princess666 🕸

[napping-sapphic]

>:(

women are so PRETTYY

I want to Kiss them

[verfound]

WIP Wednesday: 10.30.2024

So remember when I did that fic about kwami soulmates for Lukanette September? And left it at the worst possible place? Then burnt out on life for 90% of October?

...I promise I'm still picking at it 👀

“…Tikki?” she asked, opening her bag. Tikki liked to hide in there while Marinette was busy — maybe she had grabbed a cookie once they’d gotten home and taken a nap? But when she opened her bag, she screamed and tried to throw it — which…didn’t work so well, when it was still looped around her shoulder. She ended up jerking herself awkwardly before it fell back against her side, where the side flopped open, and…sure enough…

…that was not Tikki staring back at her.

“Y-y-you…” she stammered, her eyes going wide. “Who the heck are you?!”

The little…snake…thing…it looked like a snake? Sort of? But snakes didn’t have legs. Or arms. And she supposed that was because it was a kwami, not an actual snake, but…the thing floated up from her bag, and that was definitely a snake’s tongue that flickered out at her.

“…Tikki was right,” it said, its voice mildly amused. “Your home ssssmells delicccciousssss.”

She blinked at it, more than a little thrown.

“Uh…thanks?” she tried. It chuckled and zipped over to her, and she tried not to flinch as it circled around her back to land on her shoulder. It grinned up at her.

“Hello, Marinette,” it said. “I am Ssssasssss.”

It…he? He sounded like a he, but voices could be deceiving. Whatever — it was…kind of adorable, when you got past the snake thing. She liked its hiss — it was cute.

“Hi,” she said, raising a finger to stroke its hood. It hissed in pleasure, and she had to smile. “Why are you in my bag, Sass, and where’s Tikki?”

…and then Sass smirked at her, and she was struck by the thought that it wasn’t very adorable at all.

There was something…unnerving about that smirk. Unsettling.

“With your soulmate,” it said, its tail flicking against her back.

She…should have known that. Because duh, obviously. You could only see your own kwami — and your soulmate’s kwami. But Marinette hadn’t known she’d had a soulmate before she had found Sass in her bag, and she had had Tikki with her at the Liberty, and she hadn’t been anywhere except home and the boat all day, and…and…

“…S-Sass?” she asked, her eyes widening. “You…when did you get in my bag?”

It curled up in a little ball on her shoulder and rested its head on its arms. It still looked like it was smirking at her, and that smirk was still kinda creeping her the heck out.

“Oh, not too long ago…” it hummed. “The river was sssso nicccce today, and your bag is essspecccially comfy. I thought I would take a nap, but you left before I could ssssneak back out.”

…the river.

It got in her bag at practice.

Which meant it hadn’t snuck in during the bakery rush, which…was good, right? Because that meant it could only belong to a handful of people. Which meant…

“Sass…” she started, swallowing. “Who…who’s your person?”

It blinked open its eyes, that insufferable smirk still on its face as it cocked its head to the side.

“Who do you think, Marinette?” it asked. She tried not to roll her eyes. Honestly, and she had thought Tikki was…

“Your kwami’s a little shit, too, huh?”

The words echoed in her memory, and her eyes widened. No…

“Y-you can’t be Rose’s or Juleka’s,” she said. It watched her patiently. “They saw each other’s kwamis ages ago. And Ivan was really good at hiding his, but I know Mylène saw Stompp when we started collége. You…your person was on the boat, right?”

“He lives there, yessss,” Sass hummed, lying its…his head back down. Marinette swallowed.

He.

Which ruled out the Captain.

…thank God.

But that also meant…

Her phone pinged before she could ask, and she fished it out of her pocket with a shaky hand. Sure enough, there was a text message waiting for her.

From Luka.

LLC: can we talk?

LLC: actually, can i just come by later?

LLC: got work

LLC: you left something behind

A picture popped up before she had even finished reading. And kwamis couldn’t be photographed or recorded — part of their ancient, mystical magic — but there was a cookie hovering above his knee, and Marinette knew for a fact Tikki loved cookies. And cookies didn’t typically float.

She dropped her phone, fell back against the door, dropped her head in her hands, and screamed.

[cucucibnhhj]

Hello! *˙︶˙*)ﾉ

Finally I have time to draw the Beatles

[sadsackpostteen]

What if I told you my kink is someone rolling their eyes at me...

[m0nkeymonk]

The sweetest dream☆

[jetswife]

It's Cold on Callisto

[themoonunderstoodmydadjokes]

..

[middlingmay]

I have three more scenes to write for the next chapter of That Ol Devil Called Love and I just fell asleep sitting up.

[napping-sapphic]

First thing i thought when i woke up today was ‘wow i got so much sleep i don’t even think i’ll want to nap today’ anyway you’ll literally never guess what i’m trying to resist doing rn

[verfound]

FIC: "A Good Surprise" (MLB; Lukanette; LBSC Lukanette Month 2024)

@lovebugs-and-snakecharmers is doing a Lukanette Month for September 2024, and we all just kinda tossed some prompts in the disco to compile a list?  We ended up with 71 prompts, so I decided I’d roll some dice to pick a prompt, do a twenty minute (ish, bc we all know sometimes they run away from me) sprint, and try to get some short fics out this month?

Read on Ao3

04 September 2024

Prompt 32: Stars (A)

Marinette was exhausted.

The door closed behind her, perhaps a bit louder than it usually did when she flopped against it and slammed it the rest of the way.  She thought about announcing herself, letting Luka know she was home, but if the door hadn’t made it obvious…she sighed and flopped her head back against it.

Her feet hurt.  Her ankles were swollen.  She had a headache.  And her newest salesgirl, a sweet girl still in lycée who was ok with customer service and absolutely hopeless with a needle, had eaten the dumplings Sabine had dropped off for her lunch.  And if Marinette hadn’t been seven and a half months pregnant and grumpy (hormonal) to boot, she might have forgiven her for it.  Gen was sweet enough, but those had been her dumplings.  She had been too queasy to eat them the day before, and she’d been looking forward to them.

…Jocelyn had casually suggested she fine her as she’d handed Marinette the takeout menu for the bistro down the street, but Marinette was trying to be understanding.  Kind.

She was better than that, dammit.

“Darning?” Luka called, and she sighed as she pushed herself off the door – or tried to.  He popped his head out of the hallway, grinning when he saw her.  “Finally.”

“…I will cut you, Couffaine,” she grumped.  He was chuckling as he walked over to her, the sound warm and gooey like chocolate chip cookies fresh from the oven.  She smiled as it washed over her – and then as he was beside her, pulling her up from the door and into his arms.  She melted against him, at least as best she could with her stupid belly in the way.  “…better.”

“Welcome home,” he said, kissing her temple.  “Dinner’s in the oven.  Joce called and said you might be hungry.”

“…tattler,” she harrumphed.  He chuckled and nudged her back, and when her head tilted towards him he stole a kiss.  She sighed against his lips, smiling.  “…ok.  Making up for it.”

“I have a surprise for you,” he said.  She groaned at the words: she was thoroughly sick of surprises by this point.  She was going to scream if he opened that door and another baby shower was waiting behind it, she thought as he started walking backwards, leading her towards the…nursery.  Because it wasn’t a guest room anymore, was it?  It was a nursery, or the starts of one.  It wasn’t quite ready yet, and she was a little anxious about that, but he assured her they still had time.  “I found something amazing for the baby.”

“…Couffaine amazing or Dupain-Cheng amazing?” she asked, frowning, because the last time he’d said that he’d ended up sleeping on the couch for the night.  (Well.  Part of the night, because she hadn’t really been able to sleep with him out there and not tucked around her.)  He chuckled and stopped outside the door, turning back to her to kiss her again.

“Harmonika amazing,” he murmured against her lips.  She rolled her eyes as he led her into the darkened room, towards the rocking chair she’d set up in the corner.

“We are not calling her that,” she said.  “I like Harmony, but I draw the line at bluegrass instruments.”

“It’ll grow on you,” he chuckled.  He sat her down in the chair, and she rolled her eyes.  “It’s a Couffaine tradition, Marinette.”

“That your mother started,” she huffed.

“Tradition,” he chuckled.  “Now.  Close your eyes.”

“…Luka,” she sighed.  He kissed her forehead and squeezed her hands.

“Close your eyes,” he said.  “Please?”

“Fine,” she huffed, but only because he was so cute when he asked like that.  She settled back in the chair and closed her eyes, and the next thing she knew he had dropped a large bundled something in her arms.  She frowned and started to open her eyes, but he laid a hand over them and clicked his tongue.

“Ah-ah-ah,” he tutted, tapping her nose.  “Not yet.”

“What am I holding?” she asked, feeling the bundle.  It felt like the throw she usually kept on the couch, rolled and bundled up to represent…”Luka, is this supposed to be our baby?  Star, she’s not gonna be this big for ages yet!”

“Humor me,” he said.  He sounded like he was on the other side of the room.  She heard a click, and then a gentle whirring.  “Ok, I think…yes.  Now.”

She opened her eyes, and then she sucked in a breath.  She almost dropped the ‘baby’.

It was beautiful.

The lights were still off, the shade on the window drawn, but the ceiling and walls were covered in thousands, millions of tiny stars.  She noticed a projector sitting on top of the changing table – they’d have to move it, because surely it couldn’t stay there when they’d need to actually use that table – casting the little pinpricks of lights all over the room.  She was reminded of photographs she had seen of the desert at night – or of the few times she had actually been to space, as Cosmobug.

It was breathtaking.

“I was going to get those old glow in the dark stars you can stick to the ceiling,” he said as he walked back over to her.  He stood behind the chair and laid his hands on her shoulders, his smile warm as he looked up at the ceiling.  “This seemed better.  What do you think?”

“I love it,” she said, looking up at him with a watery smile.  She was going to start crying again, she just knew it.  He was so dumb like that.  “I love you.”

He knelt beside the chair, pausing to kiss her on his way down.

“I love you,” he said.  When he was settled, he pressed a kiss to her belly.  “Both of you.”

[girlscoutbrownies]

tyler says that he’s capable of murder but i’m inclined to disagree

[suddenlytennant]

It's my first day off in 3 weeks...I'll be balls deep in an edible if anyone needs me!

[lifemod17]

Hi Tonee! :D How're you?

Nala my looooveeee!!

Today has been busy, I am so very tired. I am actually Sleep's sleepiest soldier right now:

How are you doing, lovely?