ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅs ғᴀʟʟ ᴏᴜᴛ

Her brow furrowed, and Marinette put a hand to her chin in thought. A small, contemplative noise hummed in her throat as she worked out where they were compared to the store—she knew it, of course, but the getting there might be a problem. After a moment of relative silence, a small sparkle returned to her eyes and a grin appeared on her face.

       ❛ oh — ! if it’s not interfering with anything then oui. a little company would be nice. ❜

         the smile widened and the older extended her hand in greeting formally. first impressions were everything, after all. this sweet young woman could very while be attending the very same school she was starting at in a few weeks once summer ( sadly ) ended. no matter the age differences having a friend would be great. and if she didn’t attend the same school, having a friend nonetheless wouldn’t hurt considering she left all hers in lyon.

And then the girl asks for directions. Ina hesitates. Ah… Crap. Directions to a restaurant? The child cringes inwardly. Craaaaap. No. She doesn’t know where restaurants are. She doesn’t like eating at them!

       right, she should have known better than to ask a little girl for directions. at that age, she barely knew directions to the local bakery in her neighborhood let alone any restaurants. she nods anyways, smiling politely with her hands winding together. she’ll try the route just in case. on the off chance that this girl was correct.

     ❛ merci. ❜ a pause, head tilting to the side, ❛ is someone out here with you — ? ❜

“Excuse-moi, mademoiselle—I don’t mean to bother you, but you seem a little lost…can I help you find something?” 

      ❛ oui s'il vous plaît. ❜ fingers ran through dark curly locks, brown hues meeting bright blue orbs. she normally wasn’t one to accept help. for now, she’ll swallow that independent ego and gracefully accept the younger’s kindness. small smile tugging at the corners of her lips and eyes lower slightly. exhaling, léa dropped her hands to her sides.

8 MONTHS, OVER 1.5K FOLLOWERS, and I’m grateful for every single one of you. When I first started writing as Adrien, I was nervous (I still am, in a sense.) Miracu-lous was a new series to me, I admired many from afar and longed to build a portrayal that people would recognize and love, longed to be someone. I had just shifted from writing a more violent muse — one which you might know if you knew my Border-lands days. Adrien was new territory. He was (and still is!) a character made of sunshine itself, kind-hearted, gentle, and all adjectives that can be paired alongside that. Some of you have stuck with me since the very beginning, and some of you are new to this blog and to me, either way — I’m grateful.

I never thought this muse would last. He was an impulse, but he’s developed, he’s grown, and he’s now become one of if not my most favorite muse. I’ve met so many incredible people, Adrien’s made new bonds in fandoms and places I never thought would be possible, we’ve both grown and this blog has had so many changes in such little time. Given the chance, I’d ramble about this even longer, but to summarize…

                                   ♥ JE VOUS AIME TOUS ♥

So as both a birthday celebration (9/26) for myself and a milestone for Adrien, under the cut you’ll find a bias list as well as a blogroll, linked at the end. This isn’t in alphabetical order, so ctrl+f to find your name! I also follow almost 750+ of you, please forgive me if I forgot to list you!! Mille fois merci! ♥

                                        ❛ Pour la victoire, j'en fais serment,                                                           Je me bagarre, éperdument… ❜