#JULES OMG

[whocouldwin]

[old] found this alex while looking thru my ipad omg look at him

[rekindlevn]

First thing, let me say I played the demo as soon I heard about it and I loved the concept, and I want to thank you and the people who's working on this game and wishes everyone the best time!

Now then, I was wondering if you could say how the guys would feel if the last thing they heard from MC before breaking up was a bittersweet moment of them wishing the boys the best for them?

Thank you again!

Jules would be numb. He wouldn't understand why; He was making a life for MC, a future where they could be happy together. He can't get upset, not even angry. He would just stare at MC, try and respond and fail, and then watch MC walk away from him. Only later at home would he realize how much it hurt him. And hurt it does.

Niko's stomach would drop, world crashing down -- he'd be so taken aback that MC is actually ending things and saying something with such finality, because he never really envisioned a life in which MC wasn't the most important person in it. He'd be confused and gutted.

Markus would scramble to make things right. He'd pull out his best lines, his sweetest voice, call MC sweetheart and baby and everything else. He's by far the most hot-headed of the LIs, so he can argue no problem, but actually hearing MC calmly indicate that things are really and truly over for them? PANIC.

[kari-go]

🦆 I was wondering if we could have a "all nighter" group with Raccoon!Marc, Bat!Kagami, Opossum!Ondine, and Owl!Juleka

I've done bat!Kagami before, she's actually one of my favs :D

[bbutterflies]

alyanette kiss for drabble prompts 👀

hi kayla!!! sorry this took me a million years but I hope it’s worth the wait!! 🩷🤍🧡

Marinette’s life is complicated. Balancing being a teenage girl and a superhero and a student and the guardian and a daughter is hard. But even then, she knows what she likes.

Marinette likes designing, the sound of pencil on the page and the thrill of her ideas coming to life. Marinette likes baking, following recipes she’s had memorized for years and the easy way she can hold piping bags in her hands. Marinette likes sewing, the familiar whir of her machine soothing on even her worst days. Marinette likes Alya’s lip gloss.

But that one is new, so she’s not sure why she likes it so much.

Marinette likes boys – she knows that, has always known that. But she’s not with a boy today. She’s with Alya, alone. Having a picnic.

And Alya is wearing a really pretty lip gloss.

Marinette’s not quite sure why she’s so drawn to it. It’s subtle, a little pink, just a bit of shimmer, but she notices. She knows Alya doesn’t usually wear it. Alya doesn’t usually wear the floral spring dress she’s wearing, either, but Marinette quite likes it too. Well, of course she does – she designed it, a birthday present for Alya. But she really likes it when Alya wears it.

Marinette knows she doesn’t have it all figured out, of course, but… she’s more confused than usual right now.

Alya is sitting next to her, legs tucked against her side. Her hair is down, caught in the gentle breeze, and she keeps tucking it behind her ear. Marinette could watch her do that all day, she thinks. She’d be quite content.

Alya is peeling an orange, and she offers Marinette a slice. Marinette takes it, of course.

“I’m glad you could make it,” Alya says with a smile, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

“Me, too,” Marinette says. “This is really nice.” She looks around at the blanket Alya has brought for them, baby pink and soft, and the wicker picnic basket sitting on top filled with snacks and drinks. She takes a bite of the orange in her hands.

Alya returns to peeling, carefully digging her nails into the skin of the orange and exposing the fruit. “I, um, I really like spending time with you,” she says.

Marinette watches her, mouth agape. She’s not quite sure how to respond.

“You’re incredible, Mari,” Alya continues as she pulls off the last piece of orange skin. “I’ve always thought that. I knew it from the day we met.”

“Oh,” Marinette breathes. Alya has complimented her before, but this… it’s different in a way she can’t put her finger on.

The wind picks up and pulls Alya’s hair loose. Marinette’s hand is there to fix it before Alya’s.

Marinette isn’t sure why she does it, but it’s happening before she even realizes it. She gently tucks the hair back in place, her fingers lingering near Alya’s cheek. She likes being close to Alya.

Alya smiles.

They don’t talk. The moment stretches into eternity. Marinette keeps her hand where it is, an offer, though she’s not sure what she’s asking for. She just knows she likes it, and it seems like Alya likes it, too.

But Alya doesn’t move, so Marinette lowers her hand. Her aim is to bring it back to her lap, but Alya catches it first. Gently, carefully, Alya holds her hand.

Marinette notices Alya’s nail polish. Warm pink, soft orange, the sunset encapsulated. Alya’s hand is soft and warm. Marinette already knows this, has felt Alya’s hands before when they paint each other’s nails or Alya holds her back from a wayward plan going awry.

But this is different. Alya holds gently, carefully. She’s making her own offer, Marinette realizes.

Marinette seizes it. She moves slowly, in case Alya wants to change her mind and pull away. But Alya doesn’t. They intertwine their fingers and hold each other tight.

Maybe… maybe Marinette likes Alya. Likes her as more than her best friend. Because she loves the way their hands fit together, and she’s still drawn to Alya’s lip gloss and maybe it’s less about the gloss and more about who’s wearing it.

“I really like you,” Alya whispers. She meets Marinette eyes and smiles, confident. Her voice is louder. “I really like you,” she repeats. “And if you just want to stay friends, that’s okay, too. But I wanted to tell you anyway.”

Oh.

The pieces fall into place like dominos to spell out a beautiful pattern, and Marinette realizes it all at once.

She likes girls. She likes Alya, actually. Of course she does.

Marinette scoots a little closer on the blanket. Alya responds with a breath let loose and a glowing smile. She’s never been good with words, always trips over her feet on her way to the point, but Marinette doesn’t think she needs to say anything right now to express herself quite clearly to Alya.

She leans closer. Alya meets her halfway.

Alya’s lips are soft. She tastes like cherry and oranges and pure bliss. She feels like home, familiar and safe and always pulling Marinette right back in. Marinette knows instantly she’s stuck in Alya’s orbit, and she’ll never need to be anywhere else.

Alya pulls back with a giddy smile, her heart bared between her teeth, and Marinette knows she’s a mirror image.

Marinette likes this. Loves it, even. And she’s quite sure about it.

[bombshellsandbluebells]

I wrote the idea that Ford hid the entrance to the basement behind a bookshelf that unlocked with the book "Journey to the Center of the Earth" into Deja Vu and have now seen it in like 4 fics lol

I truly can't remember if the bookcase thing was pulled from canon or not but I KNOW the dumb pun was me because I made myself laugh when I thought of it

hilarious to see other people using it

[vonlipvig]

it's houseing absolute leaves

[beatx-mavie-archangelx]

Hey Google how do I unlearn Fortnite's storyline and lore

[archivingbarca]

fcbarcelona

(ig story, 26/04/24)

[sentientsky]

i’m going to be physically fucking ill

[dcrtmund09]

I'M SCREAMING

This is what my sleep paralysis demons look like lmao

[leonbastralle]

as the "bach" party is nearing its end, hector has some (unprompted) wisdom to share with miram and jess. well. she's sharing other kinds of things i guess kdsjhkjsdas

[juliangirlblancas]

my three weed smoking girlfriends

[rekindlevn]

me personally i think itd be really funny if the boys just competed with each other to see who could end up with darling again x)

Niko - nah he doesn't need to compete what do you mean? while the other guys bicker, he would slide off to the side and steal MC away. Their fault for not paying attention.

Markus - Jacket: Off. Sleeves: Rolled Up. Fists: Ready to Swing. MC is HIS.

Jules - Roll for Initiative.

[optimal-breakfast-49]

Is this your cær?!

[bbutterflies]

marinette with her gfs kwami trixx……

marinette just loves her girlfriend SO MUCH she has to make extra illusions of herself to convey her love :) here she is as silver fox!!

[youraveragecatastrophe]

[Image description : three drawings of characters from the 2019 show Carmen Sandiego, lined with black ink and colored with pencils. Carmen is wearing a striped shirt with the colors of the original Gilbert Baker flag, and she and Player are draped with a large transgender flag. They are looking at each other and smiling. Julia, her hands in her pants' pockets, wears a brown leather jacket and a horizontally-striped shirt the colors of the lesbian flag. She is looking at the viewer and smiling. Devineaux, his hands on his hips in a proud posture, wears a vintage-styled jacket in the colors of the transgender flag. /End description]

To cap off this pride month, a few of my queer headcanons for Carmen Sandiego (2019) characters!

I headcanon Player as a trans boy and Carmen as a trans woman! I also definitely think Carmen's sapphic but I don't have a more specific identity in mind for her.

Julia is a lesbian ofc. Her shirt is inspired by this retro lesbian shirt! If I had seen it before inking I would have made it an actual shirt with a collar and all but alas I saw it too late.

And I headcanon Devineaux as a trans man. His jacket was heavily based on this vintage jacket, obviously with the colors reworked. That's his new lucky coat probably.

(I have headcanons for other characters but since they're less fixed I won't talk about them here)