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doublebabyboy · 7 years ago

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what got7 are like in bed

obv this is just my opinion, i’d happily discuss them w you if youd msg me or send me an ask but yeah

warning: smut (obviously)

mark:

probably a little flustered at first

but the more he warms up to you, the more of a tease he becomes

not exactly a hardcore dom or sub, just a top since he’s pretty lowkey

but would bottom for you if you asked

just likes being on top bc he likes doing all the work

giver > receiver

he gets off on whatever you get off on, not really any major kinks or turn ons on his part, except one i’ll get onto later down the list

knows how crazy his voice can drive you and takes full advantage of it

so therefore; dirty talk

doesn’t really know what to say tho so just focuses on how good you make him feel

“fuck baby you’re so tight” “mmm that feels good”

uses “baby” or “babygirl” a lot

relatively quiet apart from dirty talk, occasional quiet moans

but if you pull his hair he won’t be able to help a louder moan slipping out

now onto the part you’ve been waiting for, his one major turn on:

hickeys

have you fuckign seen his teeth?? his lil canines?? perfect for hickeys im tELLing you

loves marking (pun intended BAD UM TSS) all over your neck, collarbones, and inner thighs

not into like super dark large bruises but more like lots of small lovebites scattered all over the place

the reason why he’s mostly quiet is bc if his mouth isnt whispering dirty things in your ear, its on your skin

doesn’t really have a fav position as long as it gives easy access to your neck

can only go once but can last a looooong time; best at self control apart from jinyoung

pretty needy, doesn’t like vocalizing it tho

so he’d probably try to give you the hint subtly like casually rubbing your inner thigh and giving you that look with dark eyes as he bites his lip subconsciously

usually that’s all it takes but if you decide to tease him he’ll break eventually, he’ll lean close right next to your ear and whisper “please baby,” and move your hand to his bulge and fffuck you can’t resist that

jaebum:

sigh

yall know he’s a daddy

sorry if you dont like the kink but have you seen jaebum,,, hes a daddy

HELLA DOM

might sub for you like once a year but he won’t be a good boy

probably a huge brat that keeps trying to take control again so you’d probably have to handcuff him or physically restrain him from taking over somehow

if not, he will flip you over and fuck you into the mattress for even attempting

but anyways if you dont like daddy he’d settle for master or sir but if you’d rather just use his name he’d still want to be very in control

whatever name you’re using, you’d be screaming it

tells you to be quiet and not make a noise, but actually loves it when you’re vocal, he just tells you off so he can have an excuse to punish you or just tease you and see how far he can push you

loves pushing your limits

groans loudly when you clench around him

dirty talk

“you’re such a good girl for daddy” “don’t make daddy punish you” “i own this pretty little cunt, got it?”

likes marking you where everyone can see, the smug bastard

bondage (giving)

edging!! hes such a tease

orgasm denial if you’re being a brat

will not let you come unless you’re begging

if you come early he’ll rile you up again only to leave you hanging or with a dry orgasm

wants you to be his good girl but enjoys the challenge of a brat

“babygirl” “baby” “kitten” “pet”

prefers giving oral because he likes watching you squirm

makes you cum multiple times from his tongue

won’t deny a blowjob though

threads his hands in your hair and pulls harshly, letting out low grunts

likes to come inside you

jackson:

oh boy

switch but probably won’t be a whiny sub/good boy

very vocal either way

sweet talk and praise aaaaaaaaall the way

“you’re taking my cock so well baby” “fuck princess you’re so good to me”

pet names!!

“princess” “baby” “angel” “babygirl” you name it

b o d y w o r s h i p

treats your body like a temple; loves every inch of it

kisses eeeeverywhere

likes marking your thighs

just loves your thighs in general hes a thigh man

thigh highs??? o o f he’s wrecked

loooves lingerie, will move your panties to the side and leave it on if you decide to wear it

sobs tHIGH RIDING have you seen this mans thighs

and the way he lowkey gave jinyoung a lap dance when he said he wanted to feel his “manly thighs”? he would so get off on watchin you get off on his thigh

loves receiving head but always insists on repaying the favour

shameless moaning; will tell you what youre doing good

likes it when you tell him what he’s doing right or just tell him what to do, he wants to do anything in his power to please you

im sobbing he’d treat you like a QUEEN

you’re more vanilla? he got it. you wanna be rough and kinky? gladly. you wanna tie his to the bed post? fuck it, sure. want it slow and romantic? any day of the week. wanna call him daddy? why not. the list goes on

would be okay with threesomes if it was with someone he was close to/trusted enough to know they’d treat you well, maybe even a poly partner

doesnt mind if its ffm or mmf i get the feeling he’s bi anyways

very caring and attentive to your needs

is quite needy himself tho

always dtf

“princess i’m so hard for you...can you help me out?”

king of aftercare

would clean you up and cuddle you

probably end up going for round four in the shower if you clean up int here tho

this man has stamina and WILL go multiple times, wants you to do the same

jinyoung:

soft dom

probably the most vanilla out of the group imo

really romantic

when he has time, likes to set up the mood by putting rose petals everywhere and like mood lighting maybe with some scented candles and like music??

wants the full experience yknow

not a huge fan of quickies but will do them if he gets a boner he cant get rid of at a bad time

still tho, a huge tease

intense eye contact

will smirk at you and just hover over you, waiting for you to cave in and beg him to touch you

always goes down on you before going in, he knows foreplay is important, plus he loves being in between your legs

mainly bc he lives off the sounds of your moans and whimpers

music to his ears

likes giving it to you nice and slow until you urge him to go faster

tends to only go once or twice himself but if you want more he’d happily go down on you again afterwards or use his fingers

body worship; but probably not to jackson’s extent

also quite quiet in terms of moans, mostly just low grunts and lots of erratic breathing

always asks if you’re okay

sweet talk sweet talk

literally the definition of whispering sweet nothings into your ear as he makes love to you

how pretty you look under him, how good you’re being, how much he loves you

most of the time loving and gentle but if you prefer more rough sex he’s down for that too

will leave hickeys in places where people can’t see, he likes knowing that you hide a dirty little secret under those clothes

has the most self-control in the group, can hold back for a long time because he always insists on you coming first and refuses to come before you

youngjae:

im already dying

ultimate sub

fucking fight me youngjae is the biggest sub ever he’s babyboy culture

might top for you if youre a hella sub too but never full on dom, ever

would be really blushy and flustered and always asking if he’s hurting you

seems pretty vanilla when he tops, lets his inner freak out as a bottom

extremely, extremely vocal

just can’t help the moans and whines tumble out of his mouth when you make him feel so good

he starts off biting his lip to try stay quiet but it does’t really work

eventually just lets it all out and is very loud

his moans would be the most delicious noises in the world

loves it when you talk dirty to him

just do it

talk dirty to him

it makes him feel so filthy and he basks in it

CALL HIM BABYBOY he’s so weak for that

likes being completely powerless and surrendering to you and letting you have your way with him

just loves it when you tell him what to do

pull on his hair pull on his hair he will go w i l d

won’t bring it up or suggest it but if you used toys on him he’d go crazy

would love to use a toy you’ve already used on yourself, again it makes him feel dirty and he loves it

degrade him or praise him or a mix of both, either way he’ll love it

probably would struggle to form proper sentences so just moans a lot and lets out strings of curses and moans your name,, loudly,,

unless you havent gotten the message already HE LOUD

will ask you for hickeys, he loves when you cover him in them, he’ll just look at them in the mirror the next day in awe

pretty low self control but can come multiple times

highkey likes being overstimulated

needs aftercare; clean him up and give him lots and lots of cuddles

and food bc who doesn’t like food

tell him he did well and he’ll melt into a puddle if he hasn’t already

im so wrecked for sub youngjae oh y god

im not ok

bambam:

FUCKING HELP ME BAM IS MY ULT BIAS THIS IS GONNA GET LOOONG (much longer than the others im sorry im biased)

like his dick ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

no but fr

bambam is big

think about it ok on live tv he publicly said his iconic how do you know line then looked down at his dick like any horny teenager, and in the same episode, pointed at his dick repeatedly as his “sexy version” of just right and hip thrusted when meant to do a cute version of if you do

do you really think he’d be that confident if he didn’t have anything to back it up??? no ok BAMBAM IS BIG

anyways getting to it - bambam is the Ultimate Switch™ dont even @ me

he will be all cocky and say he’s a dom and heck he’ll be a dom and a damn good one

but he will jump at the opportunity to sub for you any day of the week

probably would start off really awkward leading to lots of giggly and playful sex

even once he’s gotten familiar with you, there would probably still be a fair amount of giggly and playful sex

has lots of turnons, likes both giving and receiving for all of them

he is a freak im telling you lemme just list a few things

hair pulling - moans really loudly if you pull his hair and probably swears, also pulls on your hair w/out realising it but once you respond by moaning he will take full advantage of it to hear you

hickeys - second to mark on the hickey loving list, only he loves receiving as much as giving, loves finding your sweet spot and concentrating on it

scratching - rake your nails down his back as he tops you, he loves the burning sensation it gives him, also will probably do the same if you’re topping

bondage, probably just restraining hands tho but i mean. if you whip out a harness or some kinky shit he wouldn’t be opposed to it

honestly he’s really livin the yolo life he’d try anything once bc why the fuck not

dirty talk dirty talk

his mind his filthy; his mouth is filthy

“babygirl you’re so tight around my cock” “do that again princess” “fuck you look so hot under me”

“babygirl” “baby” “princess” “kitten” again, you name it, he’s down

won’t ask for it, but will get a hella ego boost if you call him daddy

but still not as into it as jaebum

does anything he can to make you moan, he could listen to your moans all day

very observant of all the little things that make you tick so you can have the best experience he can give you

very shameless moaner after passing the initial awkwardness of the first few times

second loudest moaner next to youngjae fffuuuuck imagine his moans for a second just hjdksjk

as a sub: he loves it when you tie him up and overstimulate him with assorted toys and yourself, obviously

give him a vibrator and a vibrating cockring and ride him and pull his hair he will go absolutely insane, it overwhelms him so much and he loves it

says he hates being overstimulated but actually enjoys the pain

as a dom: he likes fucking you hard and fast, secretly loves when you’re a brat because he sees it as a challenge and loves the thrill of battling you for dominance (but sometimes lets you win bc its hot)

will probably use toys on you and make you come over and over again for him bc he cannot get enough of seeing you come, he’ll overstimulate you as well

either dom or sub: he loves oral, both giving and receiving, you could argue he likes it better than penetration

have you seen his lips oh my godddd those were made for giving head (and making out. or just kissing in general. help me i love bambams lips)

he loves the way his mouth can make you moan and writhe so much, he could probably live between your legs if you let him, making you come multiple times

also hella into face riding sit on his face oh god just sit on his face

pull on his hair pull on his hair pull on his hair he’ll moan into you

looooooooooves receiving head too, moans loudly and grips your hair harshly

doesn’t fuck your face but just pulls on your hair and moves at whatever pace you set

also loves coming inside you, but second favourite is on your face

also super needy, probably has the highest sex drive

his cocky ass would send you nudes if you weren’t around

if you were around, he’d come up to you and give you a back hug, pressing up his boner against your ass to not so subtly hint his problem

if you ignored him, he’d start kissing your neck and humming

and if you continued ignoring him, he’d whisper really close to your ear, his voice all raspy and low and say something like “don’t play hard to get babygirl, i know you want this dick,” then proceed to tell you in explicit detail all the things he’d do to you

at that point you wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore

this is way too long already but i hAvE to adD

r i s k y s e x

he would be so into the thrill and adrenaline it got him he’d get off to that so hard

it would be like a game to him, see how many different places he can do it and get away w it

probably would do it in the same room as his members ngl

maybe even with his members, i also see him as the type to be open to threesomes or polyamory

loves making out w/ you which usually leads to sex unless its a rlly soft loving moment

probably still gonna lead to sex bc believe it or not, the kinky fucker is still capable of making love to u hdsjsk

ok i think i just wrote an essay here im so sorry ill stop

yugyeom:

97 line? maknae line? more like Ultimate Switch™ line

openly admits he’s a switch unlike bambam who tries to say hes a dom

actually i think he shares a lot of things with bambam

not even gonna lie they’ve probably hooked up once or twice when they got wasted

still friends tho with no regrets but it was a thing

either hella intense dom or whiniest sub with no in between

goes from daddy to babyboy in like 0.0002 secs

(probably not into being called daddy tho)

proooobably has a noona kink when he’s subbing

the only member who can beat bambam in his hair pulling kink, he love love loooves it when you pull his hair he lets out the softest moans

in general, his moans are high pitched and whiny and ughghhh h o t

will go crazy if you call him babyboy or pet but mainly babyboy

even if he’s subbing he likes to be the one doing the work bc he’s fast and damn those dancer hips so he’s probably too impatient to let you do it lol

but you like to tease him so sometimes you’d tie him up and ride him real slow until he’s begging you and whimpering to speed up

peg him he loves that shit

honestly he may be a hella switch but as soon as your mouth is on his dick he is a babyboy there’s nothing he can do about it

he will moan and pet your hair and pull it when he comes

doesn’t like blowjobs bc he’s embarrassed at how fast he loses it compared to his usual stamina

which is a lot btw, he can go on forever istg

perks of being a main dancer

speakin of main dancer

his s e x y d a n c e s

would gladly give you a lap dance beforehand of just a full on fucking strip show this boy is wild

would gladly accept any lap dances or strip shows also lolololol

overall very rough and impatient bc he’s a horny boy

probably second highest sex drive next to bams

gets all pouty if you deny him too long

then fucks you into the wall out of frustration dAMN

unless you plan on punishing him for being so needy ohohohoh

okay im gonna call it quits before this becomes a novel

hope y’all enjoyed bc damn i sure did

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diegest · 5 years ago

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2010 V.S. 2019

Age 15 and almost 25

(This is long a messy but I wanted to make some kind of post about it before the year ends.)

I was making a stink face bc my then best-friend was over and said something funny before she took the picture and afterwards we busted out laughing. We were at my then step-dads parents house out in the country walking down to their creek either just getting done swimming in their pool or intending to get in it after going to the creek.

I was most likely a freshmen or sophomore at the time of this picture. (Probably right before sophomore year started...) It was definitely during Summer. I either had a flip Nokia phone or an LG Neon at the time as I upgraded from one to the other. I had my first “job.” I was a veterinary assistant after school for a few hours a day and did some work out there during Summer as well. I wasn’t paid and used my time as a volunteer to play with animals, hold them down for simple procedures, walked dogs, and it helped me gauge whether or not I wanted to actually pursue being a veterinarian. I had competed in track for 6 years in a row by this point and was probably finished with it by the time this picture was taken. (Two Elementary School leagues, all three years of Middle School, freshmen year of High School). I was crushing HARDCORE on my childhood best friend whom I’ve known since the age of 6 but neither of us could handle our feelings for the other and things would become super awkward until we had actually dated 7 years later. I was tan as hell because of track practice, walking to both pools in town, and walking to Sonic with friends during sleepovers.

I was struggling trying to find my identity as a teenager while maintaining being in the middle of my parents joint custody battle and being forced to be 100 miles away from my friends two weekends out of the month. I was a cynical older sister of two step-brothers and did not use my time with them as wisely as I wish I could have, sometimes being a real bitch to them looking back at it. I had no control over my hair color or length and remember desperately wanting to layer it to look like a scene kid despite how naturally thin it is. I had just started dabbling in eye liner (not pictured, as I preferred and still prefer my poolside activities over makeup), wore converse every day I wasn’t wearing flip flops for the season, wore baggy jeans, the same Paramore hoodie daily, and had an extreme creative drive that I miss deeply. I was bullied horribly for my teeth, nose, skin (I had terrible eczema that pool water, cortisone shots, and Summer weather in general helped tremendously with!), height, cup size, fashion, hobbies, having split parents, and then some. My metabolism was extremely high and I was in my athletic prime. I had a touch of internet fame by drawing my own personal characters on deviantArt.com as well as fan art for games and shows I was super into using my first Wacom tablet on my first laptop and to this day still have a folder of fan art created for me on my computer. I was obsessed with cats, rock music, anime, and drawing. I could drive a boat and got both a high five as well as scolded for that time I flipped myself into the water to retrieve my dads hat while we were going full speed over white-caps because I was too impatient for him to circle around and wanted to impress him and the rest of the family. I was for the most part unafraid of most things.

I was secretly extremely depressed and suicidal during the school year to the point I had missed my period for 5 months because of stress alone and I’m certain at the time this picture was taken, I was almost breathing a sigh of relief I was off from school for the summer. I had a close knit group of friends still before it had combust the following school year. I was “working” as a veterinary assistant but also had interests in pursuing being an animator, art director, cartoonist, children’s book illustrator, or graphic designer by this point and my mom encouraged me to pursue whatever I was comfortable with. I wasn’t really boy crazy like my friends were, instead having my heart set on one in particular and probably still having a soft spot for my ex whom I was with for 3 years prior. My bedroom contained my artwork, sports posters, cat posters, band posters, and trophies/medals from my days running track. My friend and I, though not legally allowed to drive, would occasionally sneak to Taco Bell using her parents car if they weren’t home and we never got caught or pulled over for it. My grades were A’s and B’s, though I could not pay attention in History to save my life because I was too preoccupied with doodling on my papers and ignoring this asshole who was two classes above me who had called me ugly but then admitted he liked me at one time because of my attitude?? He’s still an idiot from what I’ve heard only he’s an idiot who knocked up a few women post-high school, is apparently married now, and no surprise to me - is still stuck in that same small town with no goal to go anywhere outside of it.

I was scared of the outside world beyond my small town and had no idea how rough it would get for me. The family issues and my trip to family court had not happened yet. I had yet to become estranged from my family. I was small and awkward as hell. I struggled to hold conversations or make eye contact unless it was with people I felt most familiar with since people were kinda fucking mean. I could argue back but would immediately break down and cry from the interaction at the first chance I’d get. I’d use books, art, and video games for the escapism. Life felt scary and fragile and so very uncertain but at least I had a few individuals in the world whom I loved so much and who I know loved me.

I’m 24 now. I’m now in control over my own hair cut and color. I choose to keep it long as I didn’t even like the way it looked short when I finally chopped it as a teenager. It’s been red, reddish blonde, blonde on top and brown on the bottom, dark brown to blonde ombré, and now platinum blonde with my natural color as a shadow root and I quite like it. I don’t really dabble in makeup unless it’s for an occasion except for covering up my acne as my body decided that having zero acne in my teen years was just too good for me while I was battling eczema instead. I’m not nearly as tan or athletic as I’m forced to be inside at most times. I still love to swim though and I take every opportunity to go to my childhood beach during the Summer when I can in particular. I still don’t consider myself to be family-oriented despite this year really challenging that for me. I have a ton of amazing friends and people who care about me and feel like recently in particular, I’m always busy with someone doing something and making memories as we do whatever.

I have a bachelors in Psychology and a minor in Art, though I did not pursue a masters in art therapy like I had originally intended. I was heavily burnt out from school and my baby brothers worsening medical conditions and the news that he had been in a children’s hospital for quite some time with my family deliberately choosing not to tell me made me choose not to pursue one for the time being. I was working at Dairy Queen while technically sharing a lease with my ex before finding a job at a psychiatric hospital that I loved and getting my own apartment to myself and my cat, whom my ex gave to me as he saw she benefited me more than she benefited him. Though I lost that job, I can now say I have two years of field experience in Psychology and almost 6 months worth in social work and feel like I’m always learning something.

I’m not as creative anymore because the years of crippling depression, anxiety, and being forced to create for school absolutely ruined any creativity I had once had. Though occasionally I’ll have the opportunity to channel that creativity into a video game or quick doodle for a child.

I’ve moved to two cities after moving out of my high-school “home” town (not quite home but a good chunk of my upbringing!) and have every intention of doing it again within the next year after I save up some. I don’t take shit from anyone and have taken after the best parts of my moms personality in my opinion with the added benefit of my dads patience and keen eye. I’m known for making people around me comfortable and able to laugh and decompress and have been fortunate enough to use that power professionally. I would like to go back to mental and behavioral health as I miss the thrill and excitement as well as the camaraderie with fellow staff members in the pursuit of helping individuals. I’m very likely starting a new position in my company as early as next week and have been extremely excited about the pay and hour boost. I’ll be getting my dog in just over two weeks and am excited to start our life journey together. Though I had developed my moms serial-monogamist trait for a while there after my 6 year-long relationship had ended in the pursuit of finding someone to fill that gap, I feel very comfortable lately simply being pursued and wanted without the commitment. I’m addicted to sushi bowls, coffee, and chocolate. My passion is helping others. I feel comfortable in my body enough that I would love to pursue modeling of some sort and have been lucky enough to dabble in that a bit already. I also have a bit of a love for fashion now, though I rarely feel the urge to actually properly plan my outfits unless my goal is to dress to impress or for the sake of photography.

I’ve learned to allow myself to enjoy the things I enjoy without the fear of judgement from others. I still love nerd-culture and have somewhat recently taken an interest in cosplay and want to attend more conventions. I’ve learned that it’s an accomplishment for me to have gotten this far, to have my own place, and that it’s alright that I don’t have everything figured out and not everything has to be figured out right away. I don’t have the same best friend I had 10 years ago, but we’re still in contact and I love my current best friend tremendously though I don’t get to see him often. I’ve learned that my current group of friends may be temporary, but while I’m lucky enough to be around them I’m going to do what I can to make them feel as loved and cherished as possible and make plenty of memories. Ivy and I are doing well and I know we will continue doing well even with Atticus by our side. I value traveling way more and will continue to travel and see new things when I’m able to. Eventually I’ll narrow down a Masters program and go back to school when I feel ready. I might even work alongside my brother at some point as we had talked about working on a project together and I’m pretty excited. This is getting really really long oops

I also just look dope as all hell with blonde hair and have gotten the notoriety of being “that blonde girl who wears the leather jacket” and I’m beyond thrilled about this. I’ve come a long way and I’m proud of myself. It’s hard to believe that lanky, tan, dark haired, greasy-headed kid is me but I think she’s come a long long way and I’m genuinely proud of her for doing so and not ending things when she’s had the opportunity. Here’s to 10 more years of careful and concise progress and glow-ups~

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jesus-otaku · 8 years ago

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Okay last one and this is gonna be a total surprise for literally like everyone bc I made no announcement about doing this.

Valentines and Denial has officially had more hits on AO3 than it has words, which means more than 15.5K hits, and that’s huge to me. It has way more hits than anything else I’ve written, even though it was so hastily and sloppily done, and it is STILL getting notes on Tumblr a year and a half after Part 1 was first posted. Which, again, is freaking huge. I literally never imagined something I wrote being read more than 15500 times.

So, to commemorate, and so that the garbage fic may finally rest where it belongs (in the garbage), I have rewritten Part 1 completely. It’s loosely based off of what I had written before, but I wanted to give it more thought and detail than was originally present in what was just an hour’s word barf. Consider it V&D version 2.0.

Title: Valentines and Denial 2.0 (Part 1)

Fandom: Miraculous Ladybug

Pairing: Adrinette

Word count: 2221

Originally inspired many moons ago by this post by @lilacblossoms.

If you for whatever reason want to read the original version of this fic, you can find it here. God have mercy on your soul. (Here is the AO3 link.)

“He knew this handwriting.”

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Assigned partner projects are generally considered to be one of the banes of a student's existence, along with pop quizzes and excessive homework. But just this once, Marinette thought that the assignment had been a blessing rather than a curse. She and Adrien had been partnered together, and would get to work with each other for the next two weeks. She felt like she might explode with excitement. Granted, their time together would be dominated by their project, but still. Having this much time with Adrien all to herself felt like a dream come true. She was so caught up in daydreaming about their time together that it took her a minute to realize he was trying to get her attention.

“Marinette?”

“Y-yes?” she managed to sputter out. Someone at another of the library tables shushed her, and Marinette felt her cheeks grow warm in embarrassment. She hadn't meant to speak so loud. Adrien probably thought she was a socially awkward freak.

Whatever he thought, though, he kept it to himself and just smiled with his usual patience. “Do you have any ideas?” he asked. At the blank look she gave him, he prompted, “For our project?”

Marinette's face went red all over again. “Oh. Um, I thing I wrote some thinks—things! I think I wrote some things in my—my notebook. During class.” She scrambled to get her notebook out of her bag. Part of her wanted to crawl under the table and never come out. What if Adrien thought she had been ignoring him? Dear God, she was never going to make it through two weeks of this without making a total fool of herself. She'd already messed things up by imagining romantic “what if”s instead of just paying attention. Busy scolding herself, she passed over her notebook several times before actually thinking to grab it. She yanked it out of her bag hastily—spilling most of the contents in the process—and held it out to Adrien. “Here! I, um, the back is in the—the drawings are back the—I mean—”

Adrien took the notebook and flipped to the back, as if he'd somehow managed to decipher her incoherent babbling. His face brightened with that smile of his she liked so much. “These look great, Marinette!”

She had died and gone to heaven. That was the only explanation she could think of as to why Adrien was not only treating her like she wasn't a walking disaster but also praising her. The boy was an absolute angel. “Really?”

He nodded emphatically. “I love the ideas you've come up with,” he said. “We'll have no trouble getting a good grade on our project if we use one of these. The only thing is,” he added, “they're all so good, I'm not sure which one we should use.”

Marinette stared at him, dumbfounded. Adrien, probably uncomfortable with her staring, made a great show of looking over her sketches and notes again. She had finally begun to recover her power of speech when the smile dropped from his face abruptly.

“A-Adrien?” she asked, a little worried. “Is something wrong?” Why had he stopped smiling all of a sudden? He'd seemed so excited just a second ago, but now he was almost frowning.

Adrien's eyes snapped up to look at her. Her question seemed to take a minute to sink in, but then he shook his head and gave her another smile. “I'm fine,” he assured her. “Just thinking. We've got a lot of ideas to pick from.” He looked back down at her notebook and traced her handwriting with one finger.

He might say he was fine, Marinette thought, but he looked about ready to cry.

As soon as Adrien took a closer look at Marinette's handwriting, it was like someone had punched him in the gut. He almost choked on his own breath.

He knew this handwriting.

He'd traced this handwriting at night, examined the shape of each and every letter until he had it memorized, studied even the smallest details. He would recognize it anywhere. It was the handwriting from the anonymous valentine he'd received on Valentine's Day, the answer to his poem for Ladybug. He'd hoped beyond hope that Ladybug herself had sent the valentine, but clearly fate had decided to play a cruel joke on him and get his hopes up for nothing.

“A—Adrien?” He heard his name as if he were underwater. “Is something wrong?”

He looked up and saw Marinette staring at him worriedly. Her eyes were wide with a combination of nervousness and concern. God, he had to pull himself together. He was getting Marinette all worried just because he didn't want to accept that a valentine with no signature was from somebody other than Ladybug. Was it really the end of the world? Adrien forced himself to shake his head and reply. “I'm fine,” he said. He mumbled out an excuse he was barely conscious of making, and returned his gaze to her handwriting.

It really was identical to the writing in the valentine, he thought as he traced the letters. There was no mistaking it. Marinette had written the anonymous valentine.

Wait … Marinette had a crush on him?

As they worked on their project over the next few days, Adrien tried to see if he could catch any subtle hints at how Marinette felt about him, but his efforts were fruitless. It was hard to gauge how somebody felt about you when they could hardly speak to you. The valentine suggested she liked him, but her stammering implied that she was more afraid of him than fond of him. He wasn't sure why she'd be afraid, though. As far as he knew, he hadn't done anything that would have scared her off. He considered asking her outright and decided against it. Confronting her this late after Valentine's Day would probably make it seem like he'd been avoiding the matter, and he didn't want to offend her.

He really had to wonder how and why she had answered the poem he'd thrown away. Nobody should have seen it, especially not any of his classmates. He'd been so careful to hide it during class, and he'd thrown it away immediately afterwards. And even though he hadn't written the intended recipient's name anywhere on the paper, he wasn't sure how Marinette could have come to the conclusion it was meant for her.

Well, on second thought …

She did have pretty dark hair, Adrien thought to himself on the sixth day of their project. Maybe not quite jet black, but it was close. On day nine, he caught himself observing the precise blue of her eyes, looking to see if it was anything like Ladybug's. If he'd had to describe their color, it would have been the blue of an early summer morning just after dawn—blue like the heavens. But not the same blue as Ladybug's. It was similar, but not the same. He would know Ladybug's eyes anywhere.

Then Marinette caught him staring and turned about a hundred different shades of red, and Adrien hastily apologized before turning back to his work.

His close observations were good for one thing, though. Although he wasn't able to figure out how she really felt, he did pick up on tiny habits and mannerisms that he'd never noticed before. She stuck her tongue out when she was concentrating on something. The first time he noticed her doing it, a somewhat idiotic grin spread across his face. He had done the same thing once or twice. Her nose scrunched up when she laughed. He'd had to turn around at just the right moment after class to catch that. Alya could get her to laugh the way Adrien never could. She squirmed and bounced in place when she was excited—he saw her doing it one morning while gushing to Alya about some new fashion magazine she'd just bought. Finding out the little things helped him to think he might actually be on the track to becoming better friends with her.

There was just one problem. He still couldn't manage a normal conversation with her.

He certainly tried. He gave it the best shot he had. Marinette just couldn't seem to talk to him. She would stammer and trip over her words, fumbling sometimes for a solid thirty seconds to come up with a reply, letting out a nervous, embarrassed laugh every so often. If the bell rang while they were talking, she fled to their next class as if the room had caught fire. Adrien wondered why she was so averse to talking to him. It was like she was trying to avoid him.

Finally, on the last day of their project, he decided to ask her about it. The worst thing that could happen would be the usual stammering and rapid exit. Maybe, if the cause was something he had done without realizing it, he could make amends. When they had finished working for the day, he stopped her before she could leave, catching her by the wrist. “Marinette, wait.”

She stared at him like a deer caught in headlights, red-faced. “Wh-what is it?”

Adrien hesitated. He didn't want to make her feel like he was interrogating her or like he was being too nosy, but it was hard to justify this to himself when she looked so nervous. This had been a much better idea in theory. “I just—could I ask you something? Just really quick, before the bell rings?”

That seemed to get her to relax, if only a little. He felt some of the tension leave her body. “I—of course. What … um … what did you want to ask?”

It was Adrien's turn to get nervous now. He shifted his weight self-consciously. “Um, I was just wondering … are you, um, are you … are you avoiding me?” God, why was this so hard? She was a classmate, for heaven's sake, and one of his friends besides. At least, he had liked to think of them as friends. Was that the problem? Was he afraid of her saying they weren't friends and that he was overbearing? Or had finding out the valentine was hers really turned him into this much of a nervous wreck?

Marinette's jaw dropped in what he could only presume was shock. “No!” she exclaimed, much louder and with much more force than he had expected. There was a loud “sshhhh!” from several other students in the library, and Marinette clapped her hands over her mouth, her face reddening all over again. “I'm not avoiding you,” she squeaked out from behind her fingers. “I didn't realize—I never meant—do I really—it seems like—I'm so sorry—I—” She cut herself off and hid her face in her hands.

“I'm the only one in class you don't really talk to, though,” he pointed out, confused.

“That's …” she started, then cut herself off again. She peeked up at him from beneath her hands, and Adrien was suddenly struck by the observation that she looked very cute when she did that. Her face had somehow managed, impossibly, to become even redder than it already had been. “I—I'll see you tomorrow, Adrien.” Before he could protest, she had scooped up her portion of the project and made a beeline for the door, hurrying out like she thought the hounds of hell were at her heels. She left so fast that she was still shoving her work in her bag when she disappeared through the door. Adrien was left standing alone, extremely mystified, in the middle of the library.

“Plagg,” he said, quietly so as not to risk anyone else overhearing, “do you think I scared her off?”

Plagg poked his head out of Adrien's bag. “It seemed like the same as usual to me. She's always like that with you, isn't she?”

“That's not what I—” He sighed. “Yes, she's always like that. I just want to know why. Was it something I did? Did I scare her somehow? Or is she still upset about the whole gum thing?”

Plagg snorted in response. “She probably doesn't even remember the gum thing. Do you really have to ask why she's like that? Even though you know she wrote that love letter you like so much?”

Adrien sank back into his seat slowly. Yes, Marinette had written the valentine, but … didn't people generally at least try to interact with the person they liked? He knew he, at least, did his best to spend time with Ladybug as much as possible. “Shouldn't she want to talk to me if she likes me, though?”

His kwami shrugged. “Maybe. What difference does it make, anyway?”

“It makes a lot of difference,” Adrien said without thinking, and then paused. Why did it make a difference? They had gotten their project done, despite the lack of communication, and it was probably for the best that he didn't ask her about the valentine. There wasn't much of a reason to be so suddenly bothered by her seeming aversion towards talking to him when it had never bothered him like this before.

The answer came to him a few seconds later, and he shoved it away. No, that couldn't be it.

There was no way on earth he was starting to have a crush on Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

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