#*slaps roof of drawing* this bad boy can fit so much symbolism in it

[maimreddwhite]

i've always wanted to die clean and pretty but i'd be too busy on working days

[sco07ut]

sorry rvb followers i’m just slightly insane over ghosts at the moment 🫶

the other day i was listening to some music when green finch and linnett bird happened to start playing and it absolutely broke me. it’s such a thomas/isabelle song (more specifically isabelle’s pov living out the rest of her days with francis and reminiscing over the brief frisson she had with thomas)

but then that was too agonising so to make it up to myself i settled on a modern au where they both live and develop an adorable qpr with each other <333 (you can claw aro!thomas from my cold cold dead hands)

[phantomwyvern]

Of the designs I was messing with the canine did end up winning out mostly because the majority of the canine ones where a lot more expressive and and I find dogs a bit more fun to draw than cats. This is actually one of the best cat sketches I had and a canine design I thought looked good with it so I went ahead and made them both into bust.

[eldritchsoupconsumer]

Just some creepy kid with creepy powers?

Fucking around with brushes, decided to make this

[callmeakumatized]

My Girlfriend’s Boyfriend - Ch. 2

It was a simple, offhand comment. It was spoken between friends – between more than friends – and really shouldn't have mattered. But it did. And in a big way.

"Of course I think it's funny! I do live in a bakery!" Ladybug had laughed. Her arm wove through the air absentmindedly toward the direction of a very familiar bakery. The box sitting in between them was emblazoned with a "TS" symbol Chat had seen many times.

The girl had blue hair.

Really…it shouldn't have been too hard to piece together. In other words, it shouldn't have taken this long to note that when Marinette Dupain-Cheng looks in a mirror, Ladybug would be staring back. In Chat's defense, however, he had stopped trying to figure out His Lady's identity. Sure, accidents happen, and Chat would be lying if he said he wasn't curious. But Ladybug was his girlfriend now, and she really didn't want to divulge their identities. So he had stopped even asking, even for vague particulars about her life. Now, at her own unwitting admittance, his garbled chuckle (he always scarfed down sweets so fast he hardly chewed his food, let alone waited to speak or laugh until he had swallowed) turned into a coughing fit that had tears stinging his eyes.

He couldn't even eke out the "WAIT WHAT NOW" that was begging to slip form the tip of his tongue.

With a huge slap on his back that maybe shot out some A.B.C. tart onto the rooftop, Ladybug continued to laugh uproariously at Chat's coughing fit. Before he could recover fully – physically or mentally – Ladybug was packing up, shoving the box lid closed and putting it into her canvas bag.

"I'll see you tomorrow, chaton," she said breathily while wiping a tear from her eye. "Honestly! 'Loaf or death situation', haha!"

Ladybug bent to nuzzle into Chat's hair, giggling. It almost sent him toppling over once more, and he hurriedly shooed her away with one clawed hand. He couldn't look at her face. He didn't dare look at her face. She didn't seem to mind, though. When she kissed his cheek, he could feel the smile on her lips. A moment later, the telltale sound of a magical yo-yo zipped through the night, and Chat was left alone with his newest revelation. With a mighty groan, he collapsed fully onto the roof and laid there, staring up into the starry sky.

A moment later, another zipping sound was heard, and a croissant landed smack on his face.

"One for the road, minou!"

Ladybug's giggle could be heard for the next five minutes. She had long gone; but Chat, along with his croissant, could still hear the sounds of the bakers' daughter through the lacey tones of his Lady Luck.

If finding out Marinette was Ladybug was bad, making eye-contact with the girl in question was quite possibly the worse decision of Adrien's life.

It took all of five seconds for Adrien to point her out in the crowd. She was in the locker room, surrounded by Rose, Juleka, and Max, laughing about something. Adrien could do nothing but stand and gape awkwardly. It was Ladybug's laugh. When her blue eyes flicked to his – when she caught him blatantly staring – and that shy smile and those now-pink cheeks turned away from him so abashedly…he about died.

The questions he had asked himself over and over again the night before still plagued him.

Had she say that on purpose?

Does she know his secret identity?

Does she think he knows who her alter ego is?

Is there a reason Marinette acts so shy around Adrien?

The last question was the one Adrien had the most trouble with. An obvious answer to the others only added more fodder to this most puzzling one: Ladybug must not know who Chat Noir was as a civilian, because she definitely wouldn't act this shy around him! Right? And why wouldn't she "come clean" if she did know who he was? It didn't make sense.

And he had now completed his loop of mental anguish for the fifty-seventh time in the last ten hours.

Closing his locker, Adrien shook his head, trying to look anywhere but at his blue-haired classmate again. He was no closer to solving the mystery that was Marinette Dupain-Cheng than he was last night, and asking himself these questions was pointless when he didn't know Marinette well enough to answer them. What he needed was someone who could answer these questions.

Adrien paused for just a moment, his bag halfway up to his shoulder.

Where's Alya!?

In a final effort to try to make sense of her behavior, Adrien ducked out of the locker room where he had (not) been ogling Marinette and fished out his phone to text Alya. Two minutes later saw him and Alya huddled under the main staircase while students milled around, enjoying the five minutes before they were due to be in their classrooms.

"Alright, Agreste," Alya started, folding her arms in a business-like manner than could rival Nathalie's. "What's the emergency?"

Suddenly, under Alya's intense stare, Adrien seemed to forget words in general. And also began to wonder why he hadn't sought out Nino first.

Too late now.

"Eh hem, yes, well…" Great start, Agreste. He cleared his throat, hoping for a bit more strength in his voice on the next try. "Alya, why is Marinette so shy around me?"

He decided blatant honesty would be the best. Alya didn’t dropped her severe, calculating gaze from his face, but Adrien watched as it seemed to morph into an appraising onceover.

"LAHIFFE!"

Both Nino, who was a good twenty feet away talking to a group of teens, along with Adrien, jumped at the sudden outburst from Alya. Nino, however, not only seemed ok with it, but dropped from his conversation immediately to jog up to his lady friend and best bro.

"Yeah?" Nino grinned, sticking his phone back into his pocket. The boy's eyes flitted between Adrien and Alya. Adrien, not for the first time, was thankful for his friend and his ever-present, unrestrained chill attitude. The atmosphere immediately became less…thick.

Alya cleared her throat before she closed her eyes and started to speak to seemingly no one in particular.

"There are certain things that girls swear to their best friends they will never reveal, especially to certain people in particular. When those 'certain people,'" – here, Alya's eyes opened and she looked at Adrien before closing her eyes again – "ask decidedly pointed questions that would betray the respect and 'girl code' of said best friends, I can only say to those 'certain people' that I have a sworn an oath and cannot say a word on the subject." Alya cleared her throat before opening her eyes again and looking meaningfully to Nino. Nino only blinked for a moment. As understanding seemed to dawn on Nino that seemed to be completely over Adrien's head, Nino suddenly nodded solemnly. Alya smiled at him before kissing his cheek. She turned to go to their classroom, sparing Adrien a last glance over her shoulder and a small wave.

When she was gone, a confused Adrien turned to Nino.

"What – ?"

"Marinette has a crush on you."

Chapter One Ao3 FF.net

(( Hey guys! So, the plan is to upload a new chapter of this every day this week (and maybe into next week) until it's done! It's just something short, sweet, and fun. n.n

The title is from a really, REALLY cute movie of the same name. Kinda the same premise…it definitely was the inspiration for this, but definitely not the same. 

Anyway, thanks for reading! I've gotten so much positive feedback about my works lately, and it does a soul good. If you like to write, KEEP WRITING! If you like to draw, KEEP DRAWING! Like singing, SING! Dancing? DANCE! YOU are awesome. Don't forget that, K? (3 ))