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I need more fluffy reveals in my life.

Nino says you guys haven’t seen Adrien’s Chat Noir impression? it’s spot on

Adrien turns around in his seat laughing loudly. Get it? Spot on! 

Alya says oh my gosh STOP

Marinette is like D: ??!!

Get it, Marinette? Like Spots on? Adrien smirks in a coy fashion so familiar to her, taking her hand and bringing it to his lips, but before he can give her knuckles a kiss, Nino says wait wait

and musses up Adrien’s hair. Nino says you’ve gotta get the look

Adrien is like right right help me and doesn’t let go of Marinette’s hand while Nino tries to fluff and piece Adrien’s hair around to look like Chat Noir, parting his hair in the middle

Alya says “oh my g*d you look like a different PERSON??!! WAIT wait you missed this part” and leans over her desk to pull out his bangs from his middle part. “how do you have so much hair?!”

Marinette is SHOOK watching this transformation happen before her eyes. who is this fluffy cute strange boy in front of her?  He turns back to Marinette, Chat like grin on his face and lays the charm on thick. Except instead of it being silly and trite like when Chat Noir does it she feels electricity and warm fuzzies jolt up her arm and turn her face bright red as he say something totally cheesy, winks and kisses her knuckles. 

“You forgot to say ‘My Lady,’“ Nino adds.

“oh, right. ‘My Lady.’“ He winks at Marinette stupidly. and Nino snorts and laughs.”

“I can’t get over how different you look right now.“ Alya gawks. “Poor Marinette, what have you done to her?!”

She is totally stiff and her heart is beating out of her chest and she can’t stop thinking I LIKE HIM I LIKE HIM I LIKE HIM I LIKE HIM at this absolutely unfamiliar yet oh-so-familiar Chat Noir-Adrien hybrid boy sitting in front of her. 

She’s never seen Chat Noir’s bare face, and she’s never seen Adrien act any way but polite and reserved. 

So this gives her some kind of crisis, unable to stop thinking about what Chat Noir really does look like under his mask, and wonder why she reacted even more extremely to Adrien’s Chat Noir style flirting than she has when he’s given her other kinds of attention. 

“Y-y-you…” Marinette stammers.

Adrien lets go of her hand and stares at her with just his eyes above the edge of her desk just like a cat. “Yes?”

“Sh-should wear your hair like that more often!” Marinette smiles crookedly. “It’s…..”

Nino, Alya and Adrien all look at her with wide, expectant eyes.

“..C…c..cute.”

They all gasp a little, Adrien’s eyes going wide, and his face going red, while Nino and Alya turn their faces into their homework to hide their laughter. 

“Oh… th-thanks!!” Adrien looks genuinely shocked. 

Marinette’s face turns to some smug expression he hasn’t seen on her face before besides when she’s beat him at videogames. “You’re welcome, kitty.”

It sends a pulse up and down Adrien’s body and his blush returns. He gives her his own crooked, awkward smile before the teacher walks in and he jolts, turning around and quickly scooping his hair back to Adrien style, to look presentable for class out of habit. His hair looks like a messy half version of what he just had, and Marinette can now not unsee the boy she just saw.

She can’t unsee what is the only possible face under Chat Noir’s mask!!! It may not be him, but she can’t get that image out of her mind. So she starts to entertain the thought. 

She longs to get that side out of Adrien again though, it was fun!! maybe she can find a way to claw it out of him.

Cue arc of story where Marinette gives into her curiosity and somehow tricks Adrien into saying CLAWS OUT in private while flirting Ladybug style.

and then she tells him wow that impression was pretty SPOTS ON and reveals herself. Chat Noir squeaks and explodes and gets pounced on for the biggest happiest hug of his life

Who's gonna tell him

Hero’s Paradox Archive

Post to keep my stuff organized, I will be updating this as I continue with the comic.

Main Storyline

Where are we?

Fi

What?

The plan PT. 1

The plan PT. 2 [Soon]

Independent chapters

Bunny Legend

Related art

Character list

Height chart

Legend, Koholint

Shadow

Zelink Relationship chart

Time and Malon

Tracks and Wind

The depths

Good dad vs Bad dad

Zelda and Hyrule

Doodles Worlds, Wild n Four

Ravio

Minish and Four

Text entries

Inventory

Minish, Four, Tracks and Wind

Four

Nicknames

Timeline

Healing magic

concept #3: Time goes on, and even as he sings sombre ballads everywhere he goes, Jaskier also makes it a point to actively stay out of Geralt’s path. It isn’t easy, especially after knowing his presence so well after years of travelling together (where there used to be times when he could step onto a dirt road after months apart, and somehow still find his way back to the Witcher, no matter where he was or how far apart they were) but he pulls it off. 

People stop knowing him as the Witcher’s companion, and just know him as a travelling bard. 

He travels from town to town, village to village, city to city - and they listen to his songs but refuse to remember them; the heartbreak in every word just too much for them to commit to memory. He then leaves every tavern, every inn, every pub - feeling in his bones how his worship dwindles day by day, and how soon no one will sing for him, and how then he will simply fade from being. 

He thinks. He hopes. 

He goes to bed with a wry smile and a heaviness in his body (age, he presumes, catching up to him) wondering if tonight will be the night - only to wake up the next morning because there’s still some worship left out there, and still some song left for him to sing. So he does. He continues. He travels, and he sings. And day by day he slowly weakens - because, you see, that’s just the way brokenhearted deities go. 

But then, there will be times. Incredibly odd and extremely rare days. When he’ll be walking and suddenly stop in his steps; or he’ll be sleeping and awake with a start in the dead of night - and he will feel that familiar tug in his chest, that used to lead him to a certain someone who used to matter so dearly to him.

Who still matters so dearly to him.

And Jaskier will know that it’s time for him to make a run for it. To pick up his pace. Whatever he needs to do to get out of dodge before Geralt gets too close. Because he just can’t, you see. He just.. won’t. He’s not ready, and he doesn’t think he ever will be. He’ll put as much distance between them as he possibly can, leaving nothing but the faintest memory of ever having existed behind him. After all, travelling bards were a fairly common thing, so most places wouldn’t even give much thought to his comings and goings, let alone care enough to tell a Witcher about him if they should ask.

And he doubts Geralt would ask. Why would he?

So he’ll slip out of rooms in the dead of night, or avoid the next town he had been hoping to stop at, and keep walking until his knees ached and his feet hurt. If he has the coin for it, he’ll ask for a horse; he rarely has the coin for it, these days. He’ll keep going until his chest stops aching, until it no longer feels as if his body is split in two; part of him longing to turn around, the other determined to keep moving onward. He’ll make the next town, or even further, if he can. He’ll find a tavern. He’ll sing some songs. He’ll make enough to eat before going further on his way.

But sometimes, the ache - the tug - persists, and Jaskier knows this means that Geralt has not stopped. He knows this means that Geralt is still moving forward, ever closer. Too close for comfort. And though Jaskier knows he needs to keep moving to avoid him, he also knows his weakened bones would not be able to outrun a Witcher and his horse.

And so, it is during these times, that Jaskier will reluctantly pick up his lute, take a deep breath, then pasting a smile on his face, he’ll pluck out a fanciful tune and sing heroic songs - about a white-haired, golden-eyed Witcher - who saves damsels and fights monsters wherever he goes.

The townsfolk will laugh, and they will sing along.

And Jaskier will feel their worship bring new strength into his bones, new life into his lungs, and awaken the blood running through his veins. He’ll sing, and dance, and feel more alive than ever.

And he’ll hate every minute of it.

Because now he knows that there will be more days ahead of him. More weeks, more months to endure. More life and more time for him to waste away once he leaves this place. More nights to spend hoping that each night will be the night he finally fades from existence. 

And even moreso, he’ll hate every minute because every note he sings to earn those minutes, is a reminder of every minute he used to spend with… 

.…with Geralt.

And it hurts. It hurts to remember. It hurts to realise he’ll never have that again.

So when all is said and done, he’ll take the coin he’s made and make a run for it. Chest aching and heart pounding. He’ll hope the townsfolk somehow forget him once he’s gone. And he’ll hope that they somehow forget his music as well. 

He’ll hope they’ll forget the songs; that they stop singing once he’s out of town. He’ll hope this is the last time he’ll be forced to do this - using his worship to prolong the inevitable. It was wrong, and it wasn’t very deity-like behavior.

But most of all, he’ll hope that this time… he finally outruns Geralt of Rivia.

For the very last time. Every time. Because he just doesn’t know how much longer he can run.

You know, that Mythbusters post legitimately changed my life. Before seeing it, I had exponentially more guilt and stress about not being able to sleep, which of course, further exacerbated my inability to sleep.

Now, every time I wake up about three am, knowing I have to get up at 6.45, instead of stressing and panicking about how my day is going to be sleep deprived and miserable, I just tell myself 'Time to activate Mythbusters Protocol' and lie there with my eyes closed safe in the knowledge that I am measurably reducing later feelings of exhaustion.

And when this happens, about 70% of the time the reduction of guilt and stress means I actually do fall back asleep, so all in all instead of getting only three or four hours sleep, I get five to six and a half.

Which y'know, major improvement in health and energy.

Zelda Reacts Part 4

the barbarian set was also extremely requested! ngl drawing it was a pain (it got so much more complicated the longer I looked at it HAHA) but I finally got there XD I also went a more wholesome route for this one, idk what ppl expected/hoped for so hopefully ya'll like it! (dw there are more unhinged ones coming too)

Part 3: Vai <<< >>> Part 5: Snowquill

Zelda Reacts Part 7

helloooooo everyone! Merry Christmas if you celebrate it and Happy New Year in advance! I'm thrilled I managed to do this before the end of the year, things have been hectic but I SO missed making these aaaaaaaa

this was another highly requested outfit, and I do love this one a lot so it was fun to draw. somethin' about Link in black...👀 (also feels like a missed opportunity to do the Tingle set for Christmas, but oh well, it's coming later XD)

Part 6: Voe <<<

Star Wars Time Travel Au #27

Suicidal misunderstanding AU: Obi-Wan only a year or two into his desert exile is thrown back in time to the height of the clone wars. Due to circumstances, he assumes this is a hallucination and after enjoying hanging out with his friends for a while, decides he really needs to wake up before he dies of dehydration. When intense meditation fails, he tries to break the illusion by kriffing killing himself. Panic from all parties ensues. 

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Ben-the-realitively-new-Hermit has made the informed decision to try out this whole spice thing, takes an absolutely massive spice dose, like 4 whole spices. Taps into the force and starts having a wild out of body experience, he can see the i n s i d e o f t i m e

General Kenobi is on Courasacasant for some extremely rare R&R, gets pulled to go drinking with Cody and some of the 212th. He blacks out for a minute and wakes up really confused. Like, he was drinking but this seems like he might’ve taken something extra, let’s get him back to the temple to sleep it off. 

On the hovercar ride back Obi-Wan is babbling, saying how happy he is to see everyone again, and how he doesn’t blame them for trying to kill him. And uh

“Truly Cody, I know you would never fire at me if you were you, I think Palpatine must have been controlling your minds somehow. I swear, I’ll- I’ll try and find you - I - I’m so sorry,” he said leaning into Cody’s space, starting out earnestly and becoming increasingly unsettlingly intense.

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New Girl Genius page is up and…

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