I also would like to say that if someone blocked the entire Harry’s family and Harry from expressing their condolences publicly just the rest of the people who knew Jay and wanted to honour her and send love to Louis for everyone to see and share it, deserves all things bad in their life and I hope this negativity hit you back twice as strong. Nobody is forced to share their pain on social media but I am sure that Anne Gemma and Harry would have written something for Louis family, for Louis and for Lottie if they could. The fact that this awful narrative their team built around their families continues even when facing a loss this serious is sickening and I hope Harry and Harry’s family are okay. We know you are nothing but supportive and you have been close to Jay’s family and Louis for all this time and continue to do it and we know you all love each other. Harry take care of yourself, I am sure Jay is proud of you too and the man you became.
For hitting 300+ followers on this blog, the Ml fic rec I promised a few milestones ago is now here and done! There are fluffy fics, angsty, drabbles and multi-chapter fics, any for your reading needs! Some of these I’ve finished long ago, and some are ones that I’ve only read the first chapter of, but it was too amazing to leave out.
G and K: For anyone to read, nothing to worry about!
K+: Content may not be suitable for younger readers.
T: Violence, minor coarse language, and minor suggestive adult themes.
N/R: Not Rated, or it didn’t have a rating on it. Nothing is above the T rating on this list though!
He was so sure that Ladybug would already push him off a rooftop if she knew his civilian identity worked at a café called “Paws Fur Coffee” of all names (the owner is a dog person, but he’ll take it), but his flub on the chalkboard menu just topped it all off.
His neat handwriting read back to him: “Chai Noir”.
(In which Adrien Agreste has some really cool ideas about the special drink of the week and gets to know a regular customer.)
By the eleventh time the Evillustrator went to abduct Chloe Bourgeois, her family’s butler knew the boy’s favorite tea flavor and which type of coffee biscuits (Amarettis) he preferred. The mayor did not hesitate to pat the boy on the shoulder, and to discuss his life choices.
The dog was easily the height of his chest, and the young woman walking it could have only come up to his shoulder. But she was just cheerfully walking along beside the dog, chatting and laughing happily with a redheaded young woman. The dog was a big black beast—he didn’t know the breed then, nor did he particularly care, but it whined pitifully when its equally dark-haired owner paused to read a street sign. She just giggled and reached out a hand to ruffle its fur, and the giant’s tail wagged happily.
Adrien just really wants to be friends with Marinette…. but…. it’s hard to be friends with Marinette Dupain-Cheng and not become a little tongue tied around her. Eventually Chat Noir will become essentially adopted by Marinette and they will both be hiding things as they start on the new adventure of being roommates.
warning: no sexual content, just references to it for humor, and near the end it gets more intimate, but nothing ever happens.
Rating: T. Chapters: 13/13, 112,395 words.
Paris. The city of lights, love and fashion. Follow the progress of Marinette Dupain Cheng as she enters the extremely competitive world of Reality television for a chance to be the winner of Project Runway: France.
“Showcase” is a Miraculous Ladybug Pokemon AU, taking the characters from ML and placing them in the pokemon world. With Adrien as a Performer, renowned on the internet as his stage identity “Chat Noir”, and Marinette trying to reach her dreams as a fashion designer, both of them have to make very important decisions. Gifted with mega evolution, they must fight or flee in the face of the new threat to Lumiose City and the people and pokemon that call it home.
Marinette is a small studio dancer who wins a scholarship to a summer long ballet intensive. Adrien is a famous ballet dancer who would rather be at home than at said intensive. The end of the summer will bring about a showcase that could make Marinette’s career, if she can ignore Chloé and focus on something other than Adrien.
Sore muscles, coffee breaks, and video chats ensue. And there is an awful lot of fondue.
Chat Noir’s suggestion of doing a charity event sounded like the perfect idea, until Alya decided to organise a suggestive calendar shoot. Not only is giving the overly-exuberant Chat Noir a chance to showcase himself a really bad idea, but Marinette doesn’t know where to even begin with posing in front of a camera.
It’s a lucky thing someone knows what they’re doing.
Chat doesn’t know when he began to watch Marinette. Perhaps it was after the Evillustrator, or maybe when he saw her stand up to Chloe for Mylene. Maybe it was later than, or perhaps it was before all of that. But he made a point to check in on his princess after his patrols, and he always felt better knowing that she was safe.
Anthony Dupain-Cheng led a normal life; Nothing out of the ordinary ever happened to him, and he liked it that way. Then, like usual, Marinette brought her weirdness into it. He had been fine with her pasting pictures of her classmate all over the walls, and had been pretty chill with her odd obsession with putting food into her purse but never eating it. But this, oh no, this crossed the line. His sister was Ladybug. /Mother Fucking Ladybug/.
After she accidentally trips into Adrien and apologizes about “falling for him,” Marinette learns that he’s no match for cheesy pick-up lines–whether they were unintended or not. And while she finds it flattering that he turns into a flustered mess with only a few words, Marinette comes to regret making him uncomfortable. That is, until she learns he’s Chat Noir. At which point the phrase “just desserts” becomes a permanent fixture in her everyday plans.
A story in which Adrien is flustered, Marinette is smooth as glass at dropping lines, and Chat Noir gets the romance he was always asking for–even if he doesn’t quite know how to handle it.
Adrien and Marinette have been together for nearly five months now. When an akuma attacks hits the school and Marinette can’t get away to transform quick enough, Chat Noir comes to her rescue, but does something Marinette would have never, ever expected.
Somehow, someway, Marinette got sucked in. She can’t remember quite how she got into this situation, but she wasn’t going to complain. After all, who would say no to a photo shoot with Adrien Agreste!. But they only problem was…Ladybug was the one posing with the teen model. Since Adrien was going to be modeling new Ladybug and Chat Noir inspired clothing, it seemed only fitting that the famed super heroin would join him. For some reason, they couldn’t get Chat to join them. It seemed odd to Ladybug, since she figured he would love the attention.
Merman AU. Their meeting is orchestrated by fate, conducting them one at a time to step on the stage. With the flick of the baton, in time, they will sing the same song, but only if they aren’t swept away by the ocean’s mighty waves.
All Ladybug wishes is to have a Chat Noir by her side, but what Marinette finds is that maybe she just needs a more aquatic companion.
Both Adrien and Marinette have the tendency to cuddle up to others in their sleep, as both Nino and Alya have experienced. So when the opportunities arise, they toss their friends together and let the snuggles commence.
Marinette freezes in her spot behind the counter. Busy replenishing the tins of loose leaf tea for the more popular brews, she hadn’t heard the delicate chime at the front door. She turns in slow-motion to the shop floor, watching as the new customer starts chatting with the blond standing by the shelves. She hadn’t heard the front door chime, which means it’s too late-
“Oh, I have no uncertainteas about finding the right blend for you.”
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I’m reading “Lafayette in the Somewhat United States” and this so far is my favorite bit:
When the Marquis de Lafayette returned to the United States in 1824, he was greeted by swarms of screaming fans. He was so beloved that they actually started making souvenirs. Like I shit you not here was just piles of Lafayette-themed merchandise lying around. One such type of souvenir was a pair of lady’s silk gloves with Lafayette’s face stamped right above the knuckles….
So the Marquis attends a ball in Philly and actually get’s a firsthand look at this shit, and “when he was offered the hand of the woman wearing one… he said “a few graceful words to the effect that he did not care to kiss himself.”
LIKE GOOD FUCKING BYE HE HAD THE GREATEST SENSE OF HUMOR IF I WAS THAT LADY I’D BE DOWN AND OUT 4 THE COUNT