Shall we dance?

drew my fave scene so far from the amazing fic Shen Yuan of No Relation by @grubus!!! this is a 10/10 friendodo recommendation, go read it!!!

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leonard, writing a poem: you shine brightly like a diamond-

klein: diamonds don't shine, mr. star

leonard: excuse you? they do!

klein: no, they don't. they don't create light, they reflect it

leonard: but when i went to an underground place, there were diamonds shining! from where could they have reflected light huh?

klein, with no expression on his face: your eyes?

leonard, flustered: wha... huh!?

pallez, somewhere near them reading a newspaper; *sighs*

i drew shen yuan from @neonghostcat ‘s liushen au fic ! please go read it it’s really cute

(…) Breathing hard and thanking the sword with all your heart, you climbed the steps to the wooden platform.

Chat raised his head a little as the wood creaked, and you saw blood dripping from a cut on his cheek. His eyes widened when they landed on you. “Chérie?”

The Muse, Chapter 19

(…) He swallowed hard before puffing up his chest and staring back at Chat. “No, I’ll stay, I’m not letting you—”

But his momentary bravery didn’t last long, as Chat’s hands began to glow a bright green, shutting him up.

“I’m going to say this one last time.” Chat uncrossed his arms, glowing hands turning into fists and a murderous look taking over his masked face. “Leave.”

The Muse, Chapter 16

(…) In the middle of your thoughts, you heard a sigh followed by an almost imperceptible mutter, “I wish she’d just pin us against that wall right now.”

You stopped in your tracks and snapped your head to Adrien, who had wide eyes and was gripping the pocket of his blazer tightly. “What the hell was that?”

He looked away and resumed walking. “Nothing.”

The Muse, Chapter 14

(…) A sigh left your lips, as you didn’t want to answer anyone at the moment. But you didn’t have time to dwell on it as Chat got up and grabbed the phone.

The corner of his mouth lifted up in a lopsided grin when he looked at the screen. “It’s Marinette.”

The Muse, Chapter 13

Some sketches from The Muse, Chapter 12. I need to get better at drawing expressions orz so maybe I’ll be doing sketches like these for now!

ps: the first drawing actually happens after the second one, but it looked better like this so /shrugs

(…) “Looking back at Chat, he was still leaning against the wall, panting hard, and it was a great view. One you’d never get tired of. Disheveled blonde hair, cheeks dusted red where the mask didn’t cover them, bruised lips…”

The Muse, Chapter 12

(…) “Well, princess, I–” Chat stopped and put a hand over his mouth as he yawned. Oh, he was tired. You did your best not to yawn along with him. (…) “I actually came here to see how you were doing, ma belle.”

The Muse, Chapter 11

(…) “How did you feel about him before being akumatized?” She turned the recorder to you. “It’s for scientific purposes, so please try to answer truthfully.”

You looked at the expectant eyes staring at you. (…) “I think he’s pretty hot.”

Adrien made a strange sound in his throat and then quickly put a hand over his mouth. The shocked look on the boys’ faces was priceless, but Alya didn’t seem surprised at all.

The Muse, Chapter 10

(…) “Don’t let him touch you, Jeanne,” You said to the warrior, and she nodded. “This kitty cat can be quite dangerous.” You smirked as you slowly got up and looked down at him, completely helpless, his chest going up and down quickly.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” You shook your head slowly as you crouched by his side. He tried to pull on the grasps, but your servants didn’t bulge.

“You deceived me,” he said, a little out of breath, but he didn’t seem really mad and even stopped thrashing around, trying to escape. “You did that on purpose.”

The Muse, Chapter 9

(…) You noticed the cat boy was finally calming down, a smile on his lips as the last bits of laughter left his mouth. He turned to look at you, and his eyes were so full of warmth, it made your stomach do an annoying leap.

“You are certainly something, ma chérie.”

The Muse, Chapter 8

He moved quickly and in one second you were on your back, eyes wide. Chat was hovering over you, his torso between your bent legs.

“That’s… enough.” His breathing was ragged and his cheeks were as red as a tomato. “My turn now, ma chérie.”

The Muse, Chapter 7

(…) With another apologize, you quickly released his arm and then introduced yourself, trying to make the situation less awkward, but the guy just looked at you as if in a trance, and you wondered if he was already drunk, your eyes searching his green ones for a sign of sobriety.

The Muse, Chapter 6

(…) He turned to face you, his cheeks a deep shade of red. “Please.” He swallowed, and you watched his Adam’s apple move up and down. “Don’t stop.”

You felt your eyes widen and your throat went dry. You looked to the sides, but Ladybug was nowhere to be seen. You swallowed as you touched his ear again.

The Muse, Chapter 5