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surprise! im back with more marichat 

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Let me tell you something, i never keep track of fics i like and i am not having fun making this list because this is very time consuming but ima gonna do it anyways to help all the poor fangirls and fanboys in need of some “literature”

Meant To Be by DarkReyyna16

To miss a man she had never even met before was lunacy.

And yet, something about the blonde man with the sun in his smile drew Marinette to him irresistibly, no matter how hard she tried to fight it.

Marinette was never one to believe in Fate. But rational thought is rarely a factor in matters of the heart…or of the soul.

This is just so cute but it’s not finished yet.

The Cat Goes…Meow? By inuchimera7410

He shakily looked down in growing horror expecting to see gloved hands only to find adorable cat paws?!

—-

(aka Chat accidentally gets turned into a real cat!)

I really like these “chat turns into a cat” fics but I can never find any and this one is purrty cute! 

A Rational Fear of Dragons by ProbablyVoldemort

When Kim gets paired with Marinette for a history project, he learns a lot, though most of it has nothing to do with their project.

I love this one and I don’t know why I haven’t read the rest of the writer’s “Kim Knows Things” series but I will be getting to it. It’s a one shot with the perspective of Kim as Marinette drags him along during an akuma attack. He pretty much watches Chat and Marinette interact and it’s cute. I usually do not read things like this but, I probably should. I think writing from outside perspectives is really hard. Also the interaction with Kim and Marinette is fucking hilarious.

Supercut by LNC

Marinette loves her friends and Adrien can’t deal.

This is just so precious. I don’t wanna spoil it but if you love fluff and supportive marinette then you’ll love this. It’s also a one shot btw. I really like this fic and I’ve read it a few times but…I still don’t know why it’s call supercut. It’s not a barber au…

Don’t apologize (because I feel the same) by runastorm

Marinette cultivates the habit of writing love confessions through text messages, and although she never sends any of them to Adrien, she keeps on reading every single one, from start to finish, every night.

So perhaps it shouldn’t come as a surprise when Marinette actually sends them by accident.

Technical difficulties by therentyoupay

This summary is really long so I’m just gonna say it’s about Ladybug getting trapped with Nino in a elevator and her luck is running out.

I really like the concept of this fic but it hasn’t been updated in a while. If the author doesn’t continue to write it then uh…sorry.

Look At Me by raeryn

 “What do you do if you’ve discovered your best friend’s biggest secret but kept the fact that you knew from them?”

 He keeps giving her this look, one that told Marinette that he knew something, that she was out of the loop on something. One that she could never decipher, no matter how hard she tried.

Seeing Me by raeryn

 Adrien’s POV of Look at Me

It’s not easy, not when you’re in love with your best friend, not when your best friend is a superhero. But what’s even harder than is trying to tell your best friend you knew she was a superhero, especially when she didn’t want you to know.

That’s a weird way to say I love you by Lairep

She wasn’t sure what she’d end up doing. Possibly punch him. Or kiss him. Or both, somehow. She could punch him with her mouth, maybe. That was a thing, right?

Honestly any of this writer’s fics are good so just…read all of them? Actually you should do that for any author you like. If you like one of there stories you’ll probably like more of them so just go on a reading spree.

(It Wasn’t) Meant to Be by  geek-fashionista

AU where Adrien/Chat Noir works with Hawk Moth but is still a cinnamon roll at heart and loves his nemesis Ladybug.

Poster Boy by Amateum

ladybug let out a relieved sigh and slumped against the wall surrounding the bed they had landed on. “That was close.” She looked over to where Chat was sat on the other side of the bed.

He glanced around the darkened room, taking in the details. He loved having night vision. “How did you know where the key to the house was?” He asked, turning back to Ladybug.

“Because…” An uncomfortable look crossed her face, followed by resignation. “Because this is my room, Chat.”

“Really?!” He immediately perked up and peered over the edge of the bed to get a better look around. Unfortunately, her lack of night vision doesn’t stop Ladybug from finding his ear-the human one- and using it to yank him back to the top of the bed. “Chaton!”

“Right. Secret identity. Sorry,” he said sheepishly. After a beat he said, “Hey, why do you have a collage of Adrien Agreste pictures?”

Oh my gosh this is so cute and adrien is a little piece of shit but i think it’s really funny.

And Then I Was Emma Dupain-Agreste by Riceball02

Yes I’m recommending my own fic shut up I’m actually proud of this one…don’t read my other ones.

This is a coming of age story. About a girl struggling through her life with the absences of a true family. She goes through the turmoil that eventually brings her out as a mature young adult. This book focuses on the individual and mental issues that she goes through from being lonely and unsure of who she wants to become.

Dear Past Emma Dupain-Agreste,

He’s not as bad as you think and he doesn’t hate you.

In fact, he’s all you have right now.

Have more fun. You’re young and free so, make friends and paint pictures. If you want to be a detective then go outside and find some adventure. You’ll be fine.

Pinky promise~

Be There In Five by demistories

Here’s the thing: Marinette had her perfect date with Adrien.

The problem is the second date.

Marinette has plans. She has so many plans. Lists and lists of dates she wants to go on with Adrien. Some she planned by herself, some she picked up from others, some Alya texted her at one in the morning because that’s when Alya works best. Marinette has plans and she intends to follow through with the them.

Hawk Moth has his own plans. And those plans involve making Marinette’s life as difficult as humanly possible.

{ Adrien and Marinette are dating. But a certain supervillain keeps making them late. }

This fic is utter chaos. I don’t even know man.

Hate that you know me (so well) by LNC

Adrien and Marinette discuss Chat Noir.

Tonight’s Dinner by  ghostgirl19posts

oneshot featuring Adrienette and a Snapchat gone wrong

This one’s quite funny

Ashtheshortstack wrote short but sweet fics for miraculous fluff month and I think you should read them

Seven Minutes by BullySquadess

Post-Reveal, Adrien and Marinette continue to play chicken with their feeling. Alya, however, has other games in mind…

I love this k bye

Post-it Notes by Humanagain

Marinette is still freaking out.

She sits on a bench in the locker room, staring at the crumpled post-it in her hand. The small, neat cursive has become slightly smudged, but she can clearly still make out the words you’re beautiful.

She jerks to attention at a tap on her shoulder, and she looks up to meet brilliant green eyes. “What do you have there, Marinette?” Adrien asks, a hint of a blush creeping up his face.

Marinette giggles uncomfortably and balls the post-it up in her hand.

“Oh, nothing.”

This one isn’t finished but has 13 chapters

I’ll continue to update this so keep and eye on this post if anything new pops up!

Also this is v time consuming and I have a headache now. 

As requested by Anon, here’s a rec list of some angsty Marichat fics! Honestly there are probably so many that I have missed, so feel free to suggest your own and I’ll add to this. Of course, I will update this as I find more. Enjoy!

Disclaimers: Due to the nature of the lovesquare, some of these fics are not solely ‘Marichat’; varying levels of angst

* = unfinished

+ = mature/explicit rating

|| italics = my notes

Multichapter (word count next to completed fics)

Obsession by KryallaOrchid    (36,232)

Trouble in White by imthepunchlord  (45,261)

* Broken Hearts Club by frostedpuffs 

* Have Your Cake (And Eat It Too) by LooseScrewsLefty, takethembystorm

Selfless by ghostgirl19    (48,597)  || villain Chat

Ne Me Quitte Pas by imatrisarahtops    (43,357)

Murphy’s Law by izadreamer    (40,230)

* soul to keep by boreumdal

+ Sweet Dreams, Mon Chaton by ThiccBoi     (39,213)

Sunlight, Firelight, Starlight by adjit    (7,508)

* Before and After by GalahadWilder     

All Of Her by kaicicle   (8,666)

+ Passion At Center Stage by PicturedArtist     (37,774)  || no miraculous au

*+ Dirty Little Secret by kaleidoscopespectrum

+ Both of You by Maerynn    (125,895)

Your Hand, in the Darkness by Tookbaggins     (30,528)

*+ Maybe I’m a Chat Person After All by juggiejunkie    || Adrien had black cat miraculous in childhood

*+ No Feelings Allowed by mahalicious

* To Know by mildswearingat4am

Oneshots

In This Moment by JazzGirl123    (1,639)

Like Ships in the Night by CreativityFlow     (1,304)

Enough For Now by sarahcada     (1,198)

Hello, writer friends, 

So some things have come up in our (my fiancee, Brianna, and my) lives (mental health stuff mostly) and we need to somehow come up with $200 MINIMUM to get our bills paid and get food for our cats, Lily and Zeus. 

But, we’re opening up Writing and Editing Commissions, so here are the details.

 Editing: 

$5 USD per 1,000 words.

We’ll edit pretty much anything you want. 

We’ll edit for grammar, punctuation and give suggestions/feedback.

Writing: 

$10 USD per 1,000 words. 

We’ll write fic, a short story, fill a prompt or if you have something particular that you want, we can discuss that as well. 

For fanfic, we’ll do any fandom, but the ones we’re most familiar with are (B represents Brianna and A represents Amanda, if there’s no letter, we’re both into it): Harry Potter, Supernatural, Doctor Who (new series), Miraculous Ladybug (A), Grey’s Anatomy/Private Practice (B), Shameless, Merlin (A), Game of Thrones (A), Welcome to Nightvale, Alice Isn’t Dead (B), Star Trek (A), BBC Sherlock (B), Greek Mythology, All Rick Riordan Books (A), The Red Queen (A), John Green books (B), Buffy the Vampire Slayer /Angel (B), True Blood (B).

As you can see, Brianna watches a lot of TV :D But seriously, we’re pretty good with writing anything and Bri is always looking for a new show anyways. 

Payment will be done through PayPal, which we’ll give when we discuss a commission

If you don’t want or need any editing or writing done, here’s a link to my ko-fi and patreon if you still want to help.

Message monpetitchatonnoir or butterflybrianna if you would like to commission either of us. 

Anything is appreciated and will help a BUNCH.

Thanks, 

Welcome to day eleven of WC’s NaNoPlanMo! Today, we’re focusing on emotions and body language!

Demonstrating Character Emotions

Character Emotions: Helps for Writing via @thewritershandbook

Using Layers to Show Intense Emotions

Character Reaction Chart via @everything4writers

Writing with the 9 Senses

Make Sure Your Readers Care About Your Characters

Interruptions in Dialogue from @charactercomma

Emotion Words/Phrases

Feeling Words from @writersrandomramblings

The Wheel of Emotions from @thewritershandbook

Another Emotion Wheel via @promptsforthesoul

Ultimate Index of Emotions from @kassidy-writes

Emotion by Intensity from @writerscorner-blog

Basic Emotions and Needs via @thewritershandbook

Shades of Emotion Chart

Writing Body Language

Mixing Dialogue with Action from @tlbodine

9 Simple and Powerful Ways to Boost Your Dialogue with Body Language

Body Language: An Artistic Writing Tool

How Not to Write Body Language

Body Language Lists

Masterlist of Gestures and Body Language

Body Language Cheat Sheets

List of Body Language Phrases

Other Ways to Demonstrate Character Reactions

K.M. Weiland: Visceral Reactions: Emotional Pay Dirt or Melodrama?

Lock in the Emotional Set

srsly tho this is absolutely a thing that dudes do all the f***ing time

like where if he knows a girl doesn’t necessarily want to give him a hug, he will trap her in this position in front of witnesses where she has 2 options- both of which are undesirable for her, while simultaneously desirable for him

if she doesn’t want to hug him, whatever she does, it will suck for her.

she can 1. say nah and be the fucking asshole in front of other ppl or 2. forsake her corporeal boundaries and allow unwanted intimate contact

So I was on the transit bus alone one time. This was my first time riding, and so already I was PETRIFIED. I sit down, pull out my ipod, and begin to play some games. This guy sits down next to me, and begins trying to have a conversation. I don’t really respond, I don’t even look at him, just give half-hearted “mhm”s and “oh”s, as I don’t want to be rude if he was just striking up a friendly conversation. He then asks me on a date.

Now, as I stated before, I already was absolutely petrified. My heart stopped and I didn’t know how to answer. So I just didn’t. He didn’t let up and I could feel his eyes on me. I quietly stammer out a “no thanks” and my stop HAPPENS to be coming up, so I pull the string thing to let the driver know I want to stop there, and once we stop and the doors open I get up and he asks me, “Well, can I at least have a hug before you go if you won’t go on a date with me?” 

This makes me break. There are now people staring, as we are the only people standing up and not getting off… So I just start crying. Hell, I am bawling almost instantly. He looks so fucking freaked out and people are now getting up to come over and comfort me/question him. I don’t stop crying, and he keeps trying to comfort me by touching me, and people are yelling at him for that. 

AND THEN. AND. FUCKING. THEN. THE GOD DAMN BUS DRIVER. A VERY EASILY 6 FOOT BURLY MAN. COMES OVER TO US. PULLS THE GUY AWAY. AND KNEELS DOWN. HE THEN ASKS, IN THE MOST CALM VOICE, “Did you request the stop?” I very slowly and shakily nod, as I am still crying my eyes out. He then asks, “Do you want to get off?” I give a quiet “mhm” and nod once again, and he offers me his hand. I take it, he stands up, and he escorts me off the bus. He asks me questions such as where I was going next, if I was going to meet someone shortly, if I was going to transfer buses from there. He was very polite and waited for me to answer the entire time, and my friend (who I was going to be meeting there) showed up. He asked me if this was someone I knew, I said yes, and he said alright, have a good day. He then told me- and this is something stuck in my mind forever, so it is word for word-

“If some guy EVER starts harassing you like that again, do exactly what you did there. Cry. Cry and scream and have a temper tantrum. Not only will it throw him off, but it will get others to notice. They might not interfere, they might, but you will have gotten their attention and if you happen to go missing the next day the search for you will be a hell of a lot easier because everyone in that location will have seen you screaming and crying with a guy now very awkward with his actions. They will know. That is what my daughter did, and three days after she went missing she was back in my arms. I pray for you and every other person like you who has this done. You stay safe now, okay?” And after I began blubbering again, I nodded and he left.

It: 1. Gives them a sense of urgency in the situation, as the eye contact is a way to make them feel as though you are personally asking for their help and it is now their obligation to help. 2. Contains words so that if you’re in a public place but people aren’t necessarily watching, then they (as natural evesdroppers) can overhear the attention-grabbing words and then notice the situation. Note, this does NOT mean that they will come for help, but you might be able to look someone in the eye (as previously mentioned) or just get some people’s attention. 3. It shows that you have fight in you. As with rapists, those who are physically aggressive (ie. these huggers) choose women they see as an easy target. The moment you show them you are going/willing to fight them, they are less likely to continue. Sadly, this is not always the case, but every little bit helps.

The second I walk in, I notice one of the other customers staring at me. He looks like he’s slightly older than me, but he’s taller than me by a lot. And I don’t like the way he looks at me. So I start washing my clothes far away from where he’s washing his clothes. But it soon becomes appearant that I am only minutes behind where he is in the washing process.

He keeps staring but doesn’t try to talk to me, so I ignore him and keep doing my thing. But I keep an eye on him. Where he is, what he’s doing. Just because I’m getting a weird vibe.

I get my clothes in the dryers first, so of course he comes up and uses the dryer right next to me. Whatever. It’s a crowded space.

It’s not until I’m taking my clothes out of the dryer when I realize that I’ve lost track of him. I finish unloading the dryer and pick up my laundry basket, step back, and knock right into him. He’s holding his cell phone out like he had just taken a picture of me, and was standing less than a foot behind me.

He’s apologizing for bumping into me, and I turn and hurry out of there as quick as I can. I call my boyfriend and tell him what just happened, and he tells me to just go home and not go back there.

To recap. A man I’ve never met before sees me and likes what I’ve got going on. So he decides to take pictures of me behind my back at a public laundromat.

Flashforward two years. Two fucking years.

I’m early meeting a friend for lunch at a deli I’ve never been to. I’m sitting in my car listening to music, and who should walk by with a group of friends?

There’s this one gay club I go to that actually has a problem of straight guys going there to dance with girls.  I guess these guys don’t understand that girls can also be gay, because they assume that any girls at the club are there with their gay guy friends.

So one night I was out on the dance floor, and I see this guy.  He’s like over six-foot, at least, all beefed-up, muscle shirt, looks kindof like a douchebag.  And he’s just circling the dance floor, in one continuous loop, looking at the crowd like a predator, and it’s creeping me the fuck out.

It’s creeping me out enough that I don’t immediately realize what’s going on nearby.  Some girl has attracted one of the Assholes, who has proceeded to begin grinding on her.  She’s pushing him away, telling him to get lost.  He’s pulling that whole, “come on, don’t be a bitch” spiel, and generally just not getting the message.

BAM.  Suddenly, the prowling guy swoops in, like some sort of Gay Avenger.  He shoves himself between the girl and the Asshole, grabs the Asshole by the hips, and starts dirty dancing him like a God-damned fuck machine.  Asshole completely flips his shit, like how DARE another man try to dance with him at a GAY BAR???, starts spitting curses, and tears ass off the dance floor and out onto the sidewalk.

The Gay Avenger turns back to the girl, inclines his head in an, “are you okay?” sort of gesture.  She nods, and he returns to his previous position of circling the dance floor, looking for his next target.

So I work a retail job on top of many other jobs, and these two girls were in and out of my store at least 8 times. Which is sketchy and pretty much a give away that they were quite obviously stealing things, I’d see them stick their hands in their pockets or in their bags, but I was the only person at work today so I couldn’t stop checking people out in order to confront them…..which im sure they noticed.

Fast forward a few hours when they finally come back in, they had decided to purchase something to seem less suspicious. A 4$ pair of pearl earrings. At this point there is no one else in the store so I think Game On.

While they were scanning the shelves for anything else they might want, I’m looking at their pockets. I can clearly see the small ring through the fabric that they swiped earlier, the outline of tags shoved in their back pockets, amateurs.

Now for those of you that don’t know, I was stranded in Ireland for about a month with little to no money when I was a teenager and had to resort to being shady to get by till my cousin got me a ticket home. 

Long story short, I am an excellent pick pocket. But I only use my powers for good instead of evil now. 

So I followed them around the store pretending to bump into them as I put items back on the shelves, I stole NOT ONLY the product that they took, but everything in their back pockets. Now before you wag your finger at me just hold on a minute. They come to the register to get the one item they decided to pay for, and I’m smiling the whole time.

 I tell them they price and then…I wait. 

The one girl frantically patted her pockets, clearly confused and she looked at the other girl to ask “Where’s my money at?”  This girl is clearly upset at this point and I suggested “Oh hey maybe you dropped it?” in the most sincere retail voice I can force my vocal cords to produce. Her and her friend drop to their knees and start searching for it. I let them continue like that for 10 minutes before I tell them that I had found it earlier and forgotten. 

“You really should be careful the more you have in your pockets the easier it is for your money to fall out :)))))” I say, the statement unnerved them, they didn’t know if i KNEW or not. But they awkwardly shook it off with a laugh and I start to ring up the earrings again. BUT THIS TIME, I reach over the counter and start to ring up the items I had taken from their pockets. I dropped the tags on the counter and the merchandise hit the table hard, just like these girls mouths hit the floor. 

You should have seen their faces it looked like someone had sucked the very essence right from their bodies. “Oh no she did not.” The one girl whispered as she checked her pockets yet again. Yes, Yes I did :) i’m beaming, their reaction added ten years to my lifespan. They apologize, laughing it off like it was a funny joke. But I’m not done yet.This time I look them dead in the eyes and go “Would you like me to ring out whats in your bags too before security gets here?” 

Shock, pure dismay and anguish come over them, they look at each other. Each of them looks at me like I have personally came and shot their dogs. I AM LIVING, I’m reveling in the situation. Slowly, they lift their bags and dump out more products than Mary Poppins could shove in her bottomless purse. I start ringing it all up. They look horrified. A total of 400$ worth of items. I hold the fate of these girls in my hands and they know it. Over 200$ is a felony larceny charge. But I think they have suffered enough and jail is not fun so I present the ultimatum. 

“You buy it all and I’ll let you go.”