38inking indigo » Marinette makes it a habit of defying the impossible as often as she can, even in the face of the new boy at the flowershop who quietly enters her orbit and offers her uncharted gardens of stargazers and cosmos to discover and claim. [ tattoo/flowershop/soulmate au ]

1 silver linings The city sings in a chorus of a thousand little lights constellated over a staff of strands running through its veins, made ever brighter by the additional seasonal lights. The currents of light pulse along the roads, around the markets, through homes, vibrant and alive. They stand at the heart of it all, at the place where everyone knows they can always find.

49 a trail of breadcrumbs » It's not the place, Adrien realizes, but the people. The smells, the warmth, the laughter. The fact that they pat at the empty spot as if he'd always been there. As if they'd always been waiting for him. [gen, mild Adrienette, Adrien-centric]

13 in perfect fourths Sai knows what it's like to be washed blank, to feel trapped and numbed in his own mind. He relapses into this mindset periodically, a force of habit he can't shake off even now. But there is no blankness with Ino and Ren; only the feeling of tilled earth and fresh starts and something promising ready to sink root and grow. [SaiIno, and Ino's mother]

11 of first meetings The first time Ladybug meets Chat, he is falling. The first time Adrien meets Marinette, she's already fallen. Thankfully, luck always happens to catch them at the right moment. [LadyNoir, Adrienette]

17 Roadmaps of Stars The skin beneath his freckles is dark, bordering on sunburned, and she thinks she can almost taste Suna's sand and heat beneath her tongue but no- he tastes of home. [NaruHina, smut]

69Lost and Found » We could meet a thousand different ways in a thousand different times but I'll always know I'll find you. NaruHina AU drabbles.

29 The Apple Never Falls Far From the Tree » Lilacs, for memories and first love. Plumeria, for new beginnings. Peonies, for happiness. White lotus, for eternity. The language of flowers was one their family knew best. [NaruHina, family fic]

5 Linked Some days, they were at each other's throats. Some days, they were pulling pranks together and then trying to pin the blame on the cat when they got caught. Some days, they just couldn't see eye-to-eye. But no matter what, they always watched out for each other. It was, after all, what siblings did. [BoruHima sibling fic]

25 Coming Home Himawari always knew home was where the heart was. Luckily, her heart was big enough for all.