#Noir Soft

[sillysiluriforme]

I felt bad for not including yves in the DOLLS covers series 👉👈

[shwushee]

soft vanilla/strawberry girl aesthetic for marinette 🎀🌸🍨

I'll design adrien's, too 🫶

(maybe even kwamis Human Au)

[staab]

Bowlcuts

[meherandthem00n]

chat, do we fw the Wicked themed heels🩷🫧🖤🧹?

[inevitablydarkness]

[a-small-safe-place]

Soft!Yandere Black Noir w/ Spouse!Reader

You and Earving had shared your lives for many years, forging a bond that had withstood even the disfigurement caused by Soldier Boy. Your love had persisted through the darkest of times. Before Black Noir’s transformation, you two had been inseparable, and even as his appearance changed, your commitment to each other remained unwavering.

When the scars from Soldier Boy’s cruel act marred Black Noir’s once-handsome face, he feared that you might abandon him. He went to great lengths to conceal the disfigurement, even in the intimate moments you shared. However, his sudden withdrawal and the cessation of communication did not escape your notice. With concern etched across your face, you gently implored, “Please, Earving, tell me what’s wrong. Why won’t you speak to me or remove your mask?”

Black Noir shook his head, refusing to divulge his inner turmoil. He adored you deeply, and the thought of losing you was unbearable. He was willing to resort to any means to prevent your departure, even if it meant resorting to physical measures. You were his world, his anchor in a world filled with chaos and uncertainty.

After persistent persuasion, you finally persuaded him to unveil his masked face. The sight of the burnt half of his visage and his milky eye bulging from its socket was almost too much for you to bear. He noticed your distress and hastily replaced his mask, shaking his head as if to say, “No, no, it’s still me. I’m not frightening. Please don’t abandon me.”

Tears streamed down your face as you asked, “Soldier Boy did this?” In response, he nodded, clutching your arms tightly, ensuring you couldn’t escape his grip even if you attempted to flee. You bestowed upon him a tender, loving smile and inquired, “Were you afraid to tell me?” Black Noir nodded slowly. His fear of losing you, regardless of the extent of his disfigurement, was overwhelming.

In a surprising move, you gently lifted his mask and planted a soft kiss on the burnt part of his mouth. This gesture sent Black Noir’s heart into a flutter, and his knees nearly gave way under the weight of his emotions. He yearned to express his love at that moment but couldn’t. Instead, he fashioned his hands into the shape of a heart, conveying his feelings. You understood his unspoken message and reciprocated, your actions concealed beneath his mask, causing him to blush.

Now, the two of you are united in marriage. Black Noir has provided you with a home specially designed for your comfort and privacy, a sanctuary away from those who might covet you, such as The Deep or Homelander. Black Noir relishes the moments spent at home with you, where he can remove his mask and relish in your reassuring words that you love him. In the safety of your private haven, you belong entirely to him, and he has the privilege of taking care of you.

[chouettedesmarais]

Weekend drawing <3

[trashart00]

It’s Post-Season 5, a new Hawkmoth is on the rise, Natalie has cut off his cheese fund and his inheritance is running out - Plagg is starving… he has ONE chance

(Well, two chances considering he has an alter ego)

(Inspired by/ Referencing the Italian Olympic Gymnast Giorgia Villa’s Parmesan cheese sponsorship, reference photos under cut)

[heartfulselkie]

What if I just...

(pastels your blorbos)

[whaliiwatching]

gray evening in the canal boat

prompt: winter

[namedvesta]

𝑏𝑦 𝐴𝑟𝑡 𝑇.

[saintxm]

pretty but just not enough to be loved

[foolsocracy]

noir nation forgive me for these days of absence

[meherandthem00n]

chat, do we fw the Wicked Ozdust Ballroom themed heels🖤✨🩷✨?

[mellauri]

January 14 2024, Sedro-Woolley WA

[miss-what-a-d0ll]

𐙚 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚌𝚒 - 𝚋𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚘 '𝟼𝟼 (𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟾) 🪽