Feel Free To Use Kisses As A Method To Shut Me Up Anytime

i have no idea what i owe at this point so here, have a starter call . multis specify a muse please!

Want to ship? Feel free to tell me straight off!

Yes, shipping does need chemistry between the two muses, but if you look at my muse and think ‘You know what, I’d like to ship my muse with theirs!’, feel free to tell me, even before we start threads!

I love having a direction/goal to work the characters towards – when I write fiction on my own, I like having goals and plot points, like romances, family and friend relationships, rivals and enemies.. why wouldn’t I like having the same with RP? RP is just collaborative fiction writing!

There’s no shame in liking ships, or even RPing for ships. There’s tons of people in the world who love to read romance novels, and no one tries to tell them that’s wrong or worse than liking mysteries, or fantasy adventure. Neither preference is wrong, it’s just that – a preference!

So please – if you want to ship, or work towards of ship, in any capacity : romance, family, friends, rivals, and everything in between – TELL ME! I’d love to see what we can come up with together!

ok but i actually really need to consider a université verse. like, what is this girl doing bc i can tell you right now it ain't politics.

stares at the 21 unanswered asks in my inbox, stares at my hands.... why do i do this to myself

❛  if  it’s  all  in  my  head ,  tell  me  now .  tell  me  i’ve  got  it  wrong .  ❜ xoxo luka

( tswift lyrics / accepting !! )

𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐓, and if that sounds like a sentiment she's had before it's because it is and it's true. Only the most rotten boy in all of Paris would corner her on her way home from school and confront her about things she definitely does not want to face or even speak into existence. Not that this is the first time he's called her out, nor will it stop him from doing so again, she thinks.

( Their encounter in the park, when he'd outright asked if she had a crush on him still haunts her at night. )

He's the worst; especially because he doesn't even do it out of ill intentions. There is no accusation in his eyes. He isn't belittling her, which she would have found more bearable because then, at least, her anger would have been justified. It's worse than that. He's being honest and forthright, bold in a way that she has never been. She's only confident when she's being mean and snarky. Only able to showcase bravado when she's using others as a stepping stone, but Luka never falls for any of that. He never has. It's like he looks right past all of it, peels back the layers, until he just sees her. It makes her skin crawl and her face flush in equal measure. The only victory she feels in this moment is that his words give the impression he's been thinking about her as much as she's been thinking about him and that... certainly does something to her heart rate.

It could be a trap, her mind hisses. He's waiting for an answer, and it'd be a lie to say she doesn't have reservations. If she tells him the truth, she's opening herself up in a way she's only ever confided in Adrien. He could laugh at her. Tell her how ridiculous she is for thinking he'd ever return her feelings. And it would be a completely justified rejection. Chloé knows she hasn't been the best person, and though she's been trying to make amends, she doesn't always get it right. The thought of being rejected makes her want to scream. She deals with enough of that from her mother. She doesn't need to deal with it at school, too, where her social circle is already treading on a knife's edge. The only consolation prize is that he's an upperclassman. If he rejects her now, at least she never has to sit in the same classroom as him.

There's still a respectable distance between them, but when he suddenly places his hand on her shoulder, she's catapulted back to the present. It takes considerable effort to reel in the knee-jerk reaction to slap his hand away for touching her. Old Chloé would say he's wrinkling her designer sweater, but she's trying to be a different person. A better one. His face is still calm, but if she squints, she thinks she can detect a hint of nervousness. Well. At least she's not alone in that.

Chloé inhales, squeezing her eyes shut.

❝ You're... not wrong. There. Happy? Go ahead. Laugh it up! ❞

#𝐉𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒 is an independent and private roleplay blog for 𝘾𝙃𝙇𝙊𝙀 𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙂𝙀𝙊𝙄𝙎 of zagtoon's miraculous ladybug franchise. written by fae. if you could give this post a ♡ or ↺ to help me find people to interact with, i'd really appreciate it!

#𝐉𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒 is an independent and private roleplay blog for 𝘾𝙃𝙇𝙊𝙀 𝘽𝙊𝙐𝙍𝙂𝙀𝙊𝙄𝙎 of zagtoon's miraculous ladybug franchise. written by fae. if you could give this post a ♡ or ↺ to help me find people to interact with, i'd really appreciate it!

everyone sending ‘💋’ in my inbox gets a kiss from my muse.

if you can’t see the symbol send kiss.

𝙂𝙊𝘿 𝙍𝙀𝙎𝙏 𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝙊𝙐𝙇. 𝘐 𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘚 𝘞𝘏𝘖 𝘐 𝘜𝘚𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘖 𝘉𝘌. 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘛𝘖𝘔𝘉 𝘞𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘊𝘓𝘖𝘚𝘌; 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘋 𝘎𝘓𝘈𝘚𝘚 𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘋𝘖𝘞𝘚 𝘐𝘕 𝘔𝘠 𝘔𝘐𝘕𝘋. 𝙄 𝙍𝙀𝙂𝙍𝙀𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀.  —  a fandomless original character. est. 2012. intended for 21+ only. written by fae. ©

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