#im teaching a puppet class next year

[the-pace-of-the-race-of-rats]

Be honest. Do ya’ll wanna see my puppet or no

[tardigradetheking]

guardian swap au part 2

As Rose by any other name still wants breakfast

 Rose woke up at 2 PM. The house was quiet. her stomach growled like an angry beast, clawing at the cavernous pit that was her stomach. Rose walked into the living room confidentially, her foot slammed down on a trip wire, she dives into the living room as three smuppets impact the wall where her head used to be. she rolls into a crouch, not the crouch of someone scared but a predatory crouch, she is ready to strike, eyes scanning the living room. Rose gives lil cal a polite nod. She spots her target, Bros wallet, lying on computer keyboard. The screen saver says “lets play a game” in bloody lettering. There is a rock on top of the wallet. Rose sees the trap, once the keys are normal state the computer will trigger another trap.

“what will it be this time dear brother” she thinks “a smuppet avalanche? Perhaps a simple air horn? Or maybe this is a misdirect and Cal will jump me as soon as I turn my back? But no dear bro Cal is not yours to use this day he is mine” she grabs lil cal intending to use him as a puppet shield to trigger the trap. However, Bro had other plans. In roses hast to get her price she failed to notice the resistance from cal until the string goes taut. A rubber squeaky mallet swings down from the crawl space nocking Rose flat, another ceiling tile comes lose. As rose is buried in smuppets.

Rose pulls her daggers out of her strife specibus and in a flash the fowl puppets are eviscerated. She stomps up to bros wallet and takes 50 dollars out. She hesitates and takes another 20, for her troubles. she puts on her shoes checks that her bus pass is still in her Laptop bag. “the things a 10-year-old can get with a forged signature” she muses. Rose grabs her shades at the door, the same kind of shades that Morpheus wore during the Matrix.

As Rose Strider began her walk to the bus stop a flock of crows coalesced, circling above her.  One of her Crows lands on her shoulder, stark white compared to the others jet black. “Hello Minnie, do you want breakfast?” “aak aak”

One bus ride later she enters her destination, Chipotle. Rose was a regular, so they hardly batted an eye. “hey crow girl what will you have” one worker called. “my usual” she responded. When her food was done, she went outside. In one hand her meal, in the other a mix of chips and refried beans. She opens the container, lays it on the ground with a flourish and calls “breakfast” crows swarm. As the Raven Girl eats, she offers a small bit of meat to Minnie.

Another bus ride later she arrives at the mall. The Crows settle in for a long wait.  

Rose walked her well beaten path through the mall, she nodded to the security guard Earl and paused in front of a shop, there was a dress in its window. She stares and after a moment scoffs. Soon Rose reaches her destination, a bench. Pulling out her laptop Rose begins her day, first she starts on an assignment for her concurrence classes. Next she edits the newest chapter of her novel, complacency of the learned. Deeming it fit for public consumption she uploads it to her website. The Crow girl hears laughter looking down at the fountain below she sees a group of friends. Rose pulls up Pesterchum

TenticlesandTripwires [TT] began pestering MadscienceGodhead [MG]

TT: Hello, David. how goes your artistic endeavors? I have just published the newest chapter of my E-novel.

MG: oh sick ill have to check it out I just published the newest installment of Jeffery and the bro

TT: Oh? I will have to look.

TT: you're still on the DMV arch? David, I'm disappointed.

MG: you just dont get it the dmv is supposed to be a hell scape of lines and waits got to teach people how to deal with that shit

TTI highly doubt that you need a whole 6 months to explore the topic, or are you just out of material?

MG: no comment although i have plenty of ideas for sweat bro and hella jeff iv just been pumping them out lately like a creativity geysier my minds getting all ol faithful up in here

TT: My brother will be overjoyed to hear that. He finds your work entertaining.

MG: shit that means a lot from the master of irony oh hey rose guess what my mom finally oked the sword lessons

TT:  indeed? congratulations David in a couple of decades you might very well be at my level.

MG: hahaha fuck you rose i have to go now im in the middle of mad science shit its time sensitive

TT: Oh, David, you can't just leave me at that. Do tell.

MG: cloning a sabertooth tiger

MadscienceGodhead [MG] ceased pestering TenticlesandTripwires [TT]

TenticlesandTripwires [TT] began pestering GardenGnostic [GG]

TT: Hello Jade. How are you?

GG: good!!! How are you?

TT: I am fine. How was school today?

GG: not good D: dad picked me up early and everyone is saying i keep on falling asleep in class! But I don’t remember at all!!

GG: now dads talking about homeschool >:B

TT: Oh, a dreadful occurrence. I cannot help you stay in school, however, if you need assistance adapting don't hesitate to ask David and I.

GG: thanks rose :B your so nice

TT: What are friends for?

TT: Jade?

TT: Jade?

TT: I see, sleep well my friend.

TenticlesandTripwires [TT] ceased pestering GardenGnostic [GG]

[windmilltothestars]

YOOO I’m in SUPER weird mood where I’m like HIGH ENERGY unhappy.  But also have no energy for doing things.  Not angry specifically, but everything glances off angrily and everything is annoying.  I’m sitting here inhaling Oreos and typing this with WAY TOO MUCH FORCE.  This past week at school, I had to teach the girls to play Boggle and Scrabble for a tournament, and by the third or fourth class, the sound of them shaking up the Boggle cubes drove me absolutely mental.  I just had to clench my firsts, silently murmur “pleeeeeease stop” under my breath and . . . ask if they wanted to play another round.  I’ve been having trouble getting out of bed and out of the house, leading to getting to school - actually at the normal time of arrival, rather than 10-15 minutes early.  Last year at this time, I was preparing for my new roommate, and having my boss invade my home in an utterly humiliating way whist having to be smiley and welcoming for the new roommate.  Now it’s eerily similar (though I don’t have to mess with my room, as I am legally renting this one myself) and I have to welcome a new teacher tomorrow, and I should be happy to meet a new friend and be all warm and welcoming, but it just feels like another RESPONSIBILITY.  I have the ingredients and oven and stuff and set myself a task to make her chocolate chip bars, but first I have to wash the mixing bowl and scrape the burned nonsense from the last attempt out of the pan and I just can’t handle it right now.  Tomorrow I have to tutor my little girl again, and Ju Eun is DELIGHTFUL, but she’s really good at talking me into activities other than reading, and so there’s the STRESS of RESPONSIBILITY that I need to ENFORCE RULES for this sweet little child who just wants to play Uno and shadow puppets and Pokemon Go.  Thought I suppose since I got arm-twisted into doing this in the first place and have yet to get paid for it, and at all events do make her intersperse reading with other activities, I shouldn’t feel TOO bad.  I just in moments of weakness bought a bunch of Doctor Who EU books off of Ebay, so I really hope I’m still as obsessed with Doctor Who/Jamie McCrimmon as I am now when they arrive after international shipping in like 3 or 4 weeks.  Given how long this obsession has lasted so far, I think the odds are decent.  And the whole TRAVEL thing.  I REALLY just wanted to take my around-the-world back-home trip as a totally free and solitary deal, but now I’ve agreed to meet my brother in Russia, take the train with him and end up going to Berlin with him.  And I know it’ll be nice, in some ways LESS stressful, to travel with my big bro than it would be alone but there’s this ridiculous nerve center in my brain that keeps moaning about “FREEEEDOOOOOM” and rankling at the thought of having to work out plans together and consider him in all the plans,and do anything but wander around doing whatever the heck I want and being a Daring Girl Adventuress on a Grand Tour and reading books and singing songs related to the places I was visiting.  That feels extremely embarrassed by the thought that I’m a slightly more high-maintenance traveler than he, and will probably ask to spend more money than he would himself because he doesn’t mind hostels at all whereas I - can handle them after a fashion, but can’t really enjoy myself or RELAX in rooms with 8 strangers.  And every time my mother makes a suggestion, even though I LOVE HER more than life itself and I KNOW she’s in the 99th percentile of Nice Parents and thinks the world of me, all I can hear is “Mother Knows Best” from Tangled: 

On your own, you won't survive Sloppy, underdressed Immature, clumsy Please, they'll eat you up alive Gullible, naïve Positively grubby Ditzy and a bit, well, hmm vague

I need to finish this stupid fan fic, and I’m stuck in a stupid dream sequence. Why did I decide Jamie should have have a dream?  Because he was sleeping.  Why did I decide to have him sleep?  Because he had a long exhausting day and needed sleep, and you were going to have this scene go directly into the next story so he has to sleep at some point if you want to get across the basic assumption that Doctor Who companions actually take naps in between their exhausting adventures.  I have - AT LEAST THREE more Doctor Who fics, as well as a travelogue of my time in Cambodia, some filk songs, and a lot of drawings, (im)patiently waiting their turn for me to finish this.  Not to mention my actual novels and screenplays and adaptations!  And 50 more fan fics of different fandoms!  And everyday more artsy/lore things I want to do!  “You should learn woodcarving!  You should be a Youtuber!  You should learn more about Egyptian Mythology!”  But that’s not unusual.  And I don’t know, I’m just hearing a lot of disheartening news recently, both about personal things and friends, and just about the state of the world.  And I’m running out of weekends to do things in Korea!  And time to plan my next steps of my future!  I’m glad my voice/tone naturally defaults to “sweet and polite” when I have to talk to people, rather than my having to put effort into sounding nice, because I’m not feeling it.  I feel like I haven’t TALKED to anyone in way that wasn’t some kind of PERFORMANCE in a while.  Even to some people who are genuine friends that I know and like very much.

Anyway, writing it all out has mellowed me out to some extent.  Thanks for reading all my first world problem nonsense.  If you would be so good, drop me a line!  I’d welcome good honest talk.  Have a lovely day/night!

[askatemplarchampion40k-blog]

💛- A memory that makes them feel angry

Johan looked up at the ruins of the hive central spire. Great fires whisked around the hellish column of iron and steel that stabbed at the heavens. He sighed, and took up a canteen from his belt, satiating his thirst with some water. After days of fighting, his neophyte’s armor was battered and ruined. Traitors always died hard- if they were easy kills, there would be no need for astartes. The crusade here would be wrapping up soon, but this hive?

He looked at the ruins around him again.

This hive’s fate was looking grim.

“Johan.” the internal microbead asked.

“Jawohl, this is neophyte Johan. Do you need something Helmuth?”

“Come to my coordinates, alone. I have a lesson.”

Johan agreed, and did a quick bolter maintenance drill, checking the magazine and weapon- perfect as always. He jogged quickly down the warrens and streets- they had been cleared out hours ago, but he was wary of infiltration and ambush. Shortly, he came before a large building, but the function of the structure was a mystery as fire and battle damage had consumed its exterior turning it instead to a blackened husk of a place.

Johan stepped in.

“Im here mein herr. Alone as you say. No contacts.”

There was a slight pause, and Johan’s enhanced senses caught some muffled movement and a slight ‘thud’ one or two floors above.

“Third floor, second room to the right, boy.” Helmuth said, before cutting the line.

Johan moved as he asked. The hallways were a bizarre series of poorly made drawings, occasional motivational quotes, and colourful animals, with demonic eight pointed stars of the great enemy covering them over, and a painting or portrait of the arch-heretic of this hive in every chamber.

When Johan arrived, he found his master, Initiate Helmuth, standing in a door frame.

“Johan.” he said, not turning from whatever was in the room.

“Yes sir.”

“I need you to kill heretics today. It is a test.”

Johan was confused. He had been doing a lot of that lately, and with no complaint or issue.

“Naturally sir. And then we’ll move on to the next objective?”

Helmuth said nothing. There was muffled scuffling and moaning inside, perhaps even weeping?

Helmuth stood aside. “Before you shoot, look.” he said, gesturing Johan inside.

Johan did as commanded, his weapon raised, but did not like what he had found.

A young woman, probably in her 30′s lay dead slumped in the corner. a bloody trench knife lay just beyond her fingertips. Her skin was riddled with endless icons of the arch-enemy, stars, sigils heralding multiple dark gods, all manner of things discussed in the Liber Daemonicum. What was unusual was her civilian outfit, a fairly unassuming and normal looking one witha  short skirt and a small well fitted suit-coat that probably fit nicely and looked smart at one point. Take away the scars, and she could have very easily been an up and coming middle class hiver, in the prime years of her life.

Johan’s gaze drifted from her, to a pack of children, huddled among themselves, somewhat malnourished probably from the siege. Some were as young as five years. Others closer to 10 or 11, and these older ones did their best to cover and protect the younger ones.

Johan was about to reach out and calm them, when he saw to his horror more important details.

Each child bore the mark of chaos taint. A five year old boy that cried softly was adorned with the pox tattoo of nurgle, and looked sickly indeed. The oldest girl showed the mark of slaanesh and flicked a long forked tongue at him. One or two had eyes of glowing blue energy, and were surely owned by Tzeentch.

Johan hesitated. He lowered his bolter, and glanced at Helmuth.

“Sir- I, they’re only ki-”

There was a blurr as a 9 year old boy with ripped clothes and a full face tattoo of Khorne yanked the knife from his teacher or caretaker’s dead hand and stabbed at Johan, plunging the knife into the marine’s exposed leg, before ripping it out and preparing to go again.

“Blood!” the boy screamed, giddy.

Johan’s reflexes acted for him, and in as little as three movements,slit the child’s throat with his own captured trench knife, before dropping both to the deck and fumbling with his bolter.

“They are not innocent any more.” Helmuth said, flatly.

“This is not a galaxy where a man can act wholly in the light. This is not a world where goodness and purity can save a corrupt soul. These young ones never had a chance Johan. They were born in wickedness and taken by it. Everything they know, everything they are, is corruption.”

Johan still couldnt, even as he bled from a fresh wound in the leg.

“They’re just children!” he shouted, boltgun moving from target to target, the children remaining deathly still.

“In this universe, you will be expected to kill children, weak, infirm, mutants and plague bearers who hold only love for the Emperor, injured and surrendering xenos, and even me, if I fall Johan.”

Johan said nothing.

“Do you understand? That is the OATH, the one YOU TOOK. You said you would destroy the emperor’s enemies? HERE THEY ARE. FIRE YOUR WEAPON.”

Johan shouted back. “They couldnt possibly hurt the emperor! They’re just kids!”

Johan heard a click. Behind him, Helmuth had placed his bolt pistol Johan’s skull.

“I can make it easy on you boy. The reports will say you died a casualty to enemy fire. I’ll have you posthumously made an initiate. You wont have to make the hard call ever again. Only me, and the emperor will know your weakness. Son, if you can’t do this- if you cannot become what the emperor and the universe needs, let me know. It will be painless.”

Johan froze, not sure what to do.

“Or.”

Helmuth spoke slowly.

“You can wake up. One of these boys just stabbed you. The little boy with the mark of nurgle- what will he grow up to be? A herald carrying new taint to unsuspecting villages? A plague zombie? A demon host? The tzeentchian children, what will become of them? Sacrifices for some eldritch daemon? Daemonhosts? Witch psykers to terrorize our realms? Consider. Think.”

Johan did. He thought a lot, in a short period of time.

“In this room, theres you, the Emperor, me, and the Dark Gods of Chaos. Choose what side you’ll be on.”

Johan succumbed to emotion. His bolter shook with anguish. Letting out a howl of pain, he used precision to sweep the bolter from child to child, a bolt for each one as furious tears ran down his face.

“I’M SORRY!” he screamed, continuing to fire long after all had died.

“I’M SO SORRY!”

The bolter clicked dry. The magazine was empty. Johan pulled the trigger again and again anyway.

“WHY?! WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT TO YOU?”

Helmuth said nothing.

“WHY!” Johan shouted throwing the heavy weapon to the floor and falling to his knees.

Helmuth at last spoke, softly.

“Because there are two truths in this universe, neophyte. There is the Imperial Truth, and the laughter of thirsting gods. Did you think the arch enemy was some kind of joke? Did you join this crusade resolute that there was but one power in the universe? No. The emperor is not the only god. There are many, they are powerful, and they are malevolent. They will use people as puppets. They will twist their flesh and their innocence rotten. They will plant doubt in your heart and attack when you are weakest.”

Helmuth grabbed Johan and held him at eye level.

“I did not lie. I brought you here to kill heretics. You killed them. You passed the test. There will be others, all throughout your time as a crusader. Some will be this difficult, others, even more so. Always remember that there is a choice, and that you must live with that choice. Do not be weak, boy. Accept what you have done. Do not lie and say the Imperial cult releases you from that sinking feeling in your gut.”

Johan was visibly confused. “But the holy light of terra purifies us of sin.”

Helmuth shook his head. “It does not. the holy light of terra teaches us not to sin, and teaches us the paths which we must tread in life, but sin is eternal, my son. Only a saint or the emperor himself could dare to presume so much as to forgive it. This is why the wickedness of the fallen is irredeemable.”

“Then, Helmuth, how do we carry on, wading through endless sin and misery as we wage the emperor’s wars?”

“We follow the Emperor’s path to balance the atrocities we must commit to save his realm, and more important, we understand always, that the alternative- giving into sin, is infinitely worse”

An incendiary grenade was tossed into the room, and both left the building in silence.

[punapurreciator]

My Favorite Ladybug Writers

So I pretty recently joined the Miraculous Ladybug fandom (about 4 months?) and I went on an absolute reading spree but Noticed a lot of the fic rec lists out there are pretty sparse or there's a lot of repetition. And I figured, ya know I just read nearly 300 fics over the last few months I might as well make some recommendations XD 

So this is the first of possibly many rec lists Im going to put together for the Ladybug fandom. enjoy!

Quicksilversquared 

This writer has 89(!!!) Fanfics out there for Miraculous Ladybug and they are pretty much ALL wonderful. The writing is excellent, characterization on point and there's never a boring moment. And the great thing is that most of these stories (even the serious/heavy ones) have some degree of playfulness to them. This writer never seems to let you walk away without a smile, and that's amazing.

Here are a few of my favorites:

 The Cooking Contest - An out-of-class assignment leads to the entirety of the class participating in a cooking competition. …some people do better than others.

the Anniversary - The anniversary of Adrien's mother's disappearance was always difficult. He's sure nothing can make his day any less miserable… ...until a certain spotted superhero shows up.

the Crocodile Glasses - When knock-off copies of Jagged Stone's super-awesome Eiffel Tower start popping up, Jagged is not pleased. Still, it doesn't take long to come up with a solution- he just needs to release his own official line of sunglasses! And naturally, he needs one Marinette Dupain-Cheng to design them for him. Now, if only Marinette could figure out how to execute some of Jagged's more out-there ideas... 

Hacking the Ladyblog - Chat Noir likes taking goofy pictures on patrol. That was normal. What was not normal was those photos showing up without any explanation on the Ladyblog.

Princess to the Rescue - Chat Noir gets into a bit of trouble when the akumatized magician Exodus the Spectacular overpowers him in a fight and Ladybug is nowhere to be seen. Thankfully, a baker’s daughter joins the fight. aka Marinette totally has Bo staff fight training and kicks some villain butt.

Cuddles in a Coat - In a lot of ways, Adrien Agreste isn't a normal teenage boy. He's a model, he has a bodyguard, he's secretly a superhero.... But just like any other teenager, he'll stubbornly refuse to admit when an adult was right. Even if he ends up freezing because of it.

Otoshigo Another talented writer is Otoshigo who seems to straddle the border of utterly adorable (see: For the Love of Shoujo ) and Slightly twisted (See: Benefactor ) or even dark. This writer can play the characters as the awkward blushing teens they are, and they can just as easily (and convincingly!!!) twist their perceptions ever so slightly toward something deeper (and slightly terrifying) 

Some of the stories CAN be really weird and out there, but hey, read the tags so you know what you’re getting into and you won't have any trouble. (shrugs) 

Some more of my favorites include:

27 Secrets - “Secrets,” Chat purred, waving the photo out like a little flag. “I want secrets. Twenty-seven pictures worth of secrets. And you’ll give them to me. One picture at a time.” [Shameless Marichat]

Caught and Captured - Adrien gets caught in a little lie, that somehow only spirals more and more out of control. Is there any way to pull himself out of it? Does he even want to? [Adrienette] 

(Adrien acts like cat noir around Marinette and she thinks they've body-swapped. X3 This story Is simultaneously hilarious and heart-wrenching)  

Marinette Saves the World - Through a series of unfortunate events, average and clumsy Marinette meets a boy from the future! Who says that he needs to have sex with her to save the world? Except no. Just... no. 

(OMG this one!!! Drop what you’re doing and read it NOW!!! It's so freaking sweet and seriously romantic!!!)

Guilty Pleasures - An anonymous writer is a little too good at writing fanfiction and Marinette somehow gets roped into reading it. Problem is, now she can’t put it down. [LadyNoir] 

Chat Noir: Calendar Edition - Marinette’s class has to come up with an idea to make some cash for their upcoming class trip. However, things go awry with their plan and somehow Chat Noir gets involved. All Marinette wants is to go to Nice with Adrien. Can she make it through this without losing her mind?

Clairelutra Next up is Clairelutra who seems to make it a goal to melt her readers to piles of goo with sexual tension so thick you COULDN'T cut it with a knife. (Almost all her stories are rated as at least T) but, (as much as I love sexual tension and smut in a fic) That’s far from all this writer brings to the table. Clairelutra is a master at grabbing a readers heart and "puppeteering" (puppeteer, haha) it any way she so chooses.   

Whether she deigns to make you tear up and/or cry : ( see: river flows in you) Or gets your heart racing in her action scenes ( see: welcome to the show) or makes your toes curl during a kiss ( ALSO see: welcome to the show, and Bang Bang, and... ahem. well there are a lot.) And there's that (WONDERFUL AMAZING PRECIOUS) element of tenderness and longing in just about EVERY romantic scene that just KILLS me every time. 

Anyway, some of my favorites of hers include:

gonna miss this someday - “I mean, am I just too clingy?” Chat asked her ceiling, reclining on her lounge and tossing a spare ball of yarn up and down as Marinette beaded with a vengeance. “I know it’s just one day, but I miss her.”(When Ladybug misses their nightly friend-date, Chat asks Marinette for girl advice.)

i think it’s time i told you (i’m a fan of your universe) - “...Something up, minou?” He didn’t answer her at first, staying silent as he opened his palm and stared at it. Or rather, stared at the ring in it.

Ladybug stared, almost unseeing, at the blood-red stone nestled in its bed of diamonds, and wondered why it suddenly felt like she couldn’t breathe.

(It wasn’t necessarily an engagement ring, right? She... she would’ve known if he had a lover, wouldn’t she? Chat was too much of a hopeless romantic to not gush about a significant other to anyone who would listen if he had one... right? 

It could be a memento or a gift or... something. Something that didn’t imply Chat was about to get married.)

“...Have you ever thought about getting married?” ...Or not.

you're really my dearest friend - Sometimes, the process of getting out is much more difficult than it really should be — but sometimes friends can help, if you let them.

we're the kids your mama warned you about - (A collection of PWP oneshots, mostly focusing on Ladynoir/the love square, as I try to teach myself how to sin.)

hot mess - (the sequel to Bang Bang ) ...What did one say to one's vigilante partner when said partner was in costume and he was in a bathrobe? What did one say to the lady who had pinned him to a wall and kissed him senseless, not knowing he was her partner? What did one say to the girl he had been in love with for years when he was alone with her in his room at night? "Come here often, beautiful?" Not that. Imthepunchlord Oh wow, here's a writer who knows how to balance playful with exciting really well. A lot of their fics are action/adventure driven plots and they know how to build up to that big fight at the end without making you spend half the fic dreading it. There's always too much happening for you to feel much besides excitement. Which, honestly, I LOVED about these stories.  They keep the ball rolling at a great pace and never seems to rely on exposition when they can just show you something. And that lends itself to the feeling of being right there in the story with the character. (A MUST for any good action/adventure) This writer also knows how to stretch the rules with magic and the kwami juuust right to make everything fit and still be believable (a gift if ever I saw one)

Some of my favorites from Iamthepunchlord are:

Marinette and the Seven Little Gods - Marinette been down on her luck, waiting for the day karma would give her something good, something that would make her life better! She wasn't expecting karma to give her a box, a box with seven little gods in it. 

Over the Wall - The accident, while unintentional, was costly. For her wrong doings against Chloe, Marinette is sent over the wall to die. But instead of death, she winds up in a strange, unnerving world. Good thing she'll have a cat to watch her back in this bizarre place. (inspired by a mix of movies and shows: Stardust, Beauty and the Beast, Alice in Wonderland, Secret of Moonacre, and Over the Garden Wall.)

Trouble in White - Finding your soulmate is supposed to be uplifting, and amazing, and just... miraculous. But for Marinette, it wasn't any of that. Her soulmate, he... he was... What does one do when your soulmate is an akuma?

The Ladybug and The Mer - When Captain Ladybug is lost at sea, she finds herself saved by one of the most dangerous sea beings in the world: a mer. (Merman Adrien AU)

Always a Hero, No Matter the Miraculous - (a LARGE series) it covers a big variety of  Miraculous/kwami swaps. Including such favorites as: 

Rise of Mariposa - Where Marinette is chosen by the butterfly to help Cat Noir in his fight against Harlequin who has taken possession of the ladybug miraculous for her own selfish gain.

& the short: Delicate Wings - Where Adrien is the butterfly helping ladybug fight the evil black cat from afar. 

Kindness from a Stray - where Adrien and Marinette have kwami swapped (There are several shorts like this, all equally funny/cute)

A Declaration of Love - Adrien is the fox and Marinette is the peacock <3 

(oh GOD I love this one. it's an all-time favorite. It’s very sweet and playful and its done so well that it just WORKS. I love the conflict of his feather allergy keeping Adrien (AKA Malin) from his beloved Belle Bleue XD)

Freedom_Shamrock If fluff is your thing PLEASE check this writer out!!! Freedom_Shamrock is a master of cuddles, snuggles, and hugs. Their stories just exude a soft comforting vibe that sinks into your bones and stays there for the rest of the day. But they are also INTERESTING. The conversations are memorable, The plots are intriguing and the characterization is lovely. If you want something sweetly romantic to read look no further.

Some of my personal favorites include:

Something Familiar - Marinette is a teenage witch, and it's time for her to find a familiar. (Witch AU, no kwamis, Adrien never got to go to school) ( HIGHLY RECOMENDED!!! Cutest cat!Adrien fic EVER )

A Little Light - (series)  its basically an adorable series where Adrien notices Marinette on his own and asks her out. It follows up with their first date, some problems with dating while being a superhero,  and then an accidental reveal. (every bit of this one is SO SO CUTE.)

Hugdrien (AKA: Adrien Needs Hugs) - (series) With this one the name pretty much says it all. It’s a series of stories where Adrien is having a tough time at home and Marinette and their friends/her family are there for him. 

Miraculous Acts of Kindness - (series) this series is basically a slowburn MariChat fic XD It’s super cute and fluffy but also leads into Mature waters so be aware of that! BullySquadess   @bullysquadess

Here's another writer who's clearly out to melt her readers with sexual tension But BullySquadess is out to do it with a goddamn VENGEANCE. (and she WILL make you laugh yourself to death getting there) Her stories are drop dead sexy and SUPER funny. It's the kind of well-built humor that has you cackling so loud people can hear you across the house and forces you to take breaks from reading just to BREATHE. I think the best part of this writers style for me is the hopeful longing she just pulls out of Chat like its the most natural thing in the world. It’s so so so so so sweet and it plays to his character perfectly. and she gets it just right every time.   word of caution: the writer multi-ships so if you don't dig it then check the tags before getting invested. XD

My favorites of hers include:

The Ladybugs and The Bees - Ladybug and Chat Noir tackle teenhood! Watch our heroes face the realities of growing up- surviving puberty and akuma alike as together they navigate the unknown pitfalls of love and first-time intimacy. Also dick jokes. There's like... alot of dick jokes.

Oh man who hasn't read this one? It's been on like every fic rec list i could find when i first joined the fandom. But oh WOW does it deserve it.  This sucker is 38 (!!!) chapters long so far (!!??) and I've read it THREE TIMES. I joined the fandom like FOUR months ago! And yet I keep coming back to this one becouse it's just SO GOOD. 

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

Live by the Ladybutt - Chat likes Ladybug's Ladybutt. Ladybug likes that Chat likes her Ladybutt. Crack ensues.

Casual - Ladybug has grown exceptionally comfortable with her partner... which means Chat Noir is #suffering. 

The Pitfalls Of Being a Wingman - We all know the classic Marichat tale, but what's happening behind the scenes of our favorite duo's love-making?   (AKA Plagg regrets everything and it’s HILARIOUS) XDD

Cohabitation (And Other Disastrous Ideas) - These two best friends decide to move in together, what happens next will shock you! (Or not, considering all roommate fics end up the same anyhow.) thelastpilot

Oh man, all of this writer's stories have this element of almost poetic beauty to them that it's really hard to describe the style. There's never a word or a scene wasted with this writer. It's all about slowly building up that relationship brick by brick, SEEING the characters getting closer and closer with every new meeting and then finishing it off in a MASSIVELY fulfilling way. The humor is top notch too but it seems to take a backseat to the plot and considering how well done the plot typically is I have no problem with that.

word of caution- This writer multi-ships so If you're like me and looking for a specific pairing remember to check the tags! XD 

My personal favorites of this writer include:

Won't Tell a Soul - Nino accidentally runs head long into the biggest most stressful secret he can imagine, but now that he knows the truth about Marinette he is determined to help her in any way he can. (Adrien Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng)

& Its sequel: The Weight of Jade - which shockingly (for this list) centers around Nino/Alya. This writer really knows how to get their characters across in all the best ways. This is one of the few times in fanfiction I really found myself really enjoying a side character's story and that's something HUGE.

Rainy Days - A storm rolls through Paris and refuses to let up, so when a water fearing cat is rescued by the kind efforts of his designing classmate he starts to pay a little closer attention to someone he should have always known better.  

Quiet Ice, Silent Nights - Cat Noir is on a late night patrol when he catches sight of an elegant lone figure skater, and is surprised to discover it is his classmate Marinette. 

Okay, this one is simply put, a work of ART. It is beautiful. The way the writer lovingly describes the ice skating and (spoilers: the piano scenes) makes you really FEEL the beauty of the moment. It’s so lovely.~ Seriously, drop what you're doing and read this if you haven't already

Paw Problems - (An alternate version of the Animan Episode) The class has taken a field trip to the zoo, but when Kim starts being a jerk and creates a major situation, are Ladybug and Cat Noir going to be enough to get everyone out on two feet? Or are the classmates going to need to get used to paws, hooves, and talons? Sadly, this one's unfinished. But let me say I LOVED the little snippets of humor in this, especially Chloe's animal form and Nino's reaction to it. XD KryallaOrchid The style KryallaOrchid uses is pretty similar to Quicksilversquared in that the stories all have some degree of playfulness and humor to them ( I love that in fics) but they also aim for something a little deeper too. this writer likes to play on the idea of rightness between the characters and builds off it as they go. (I'm all for the 'soulmate' vibe Adrien and Marinette have going on) 

Some favorites are:

Tendencies - (series) Miraculous have side effects. From pats becoming a necessity to eating flowers, follow Adrien and Marinette as they come to terms with their new tendencies, and each other. Hawk Moth is coming.

This is a LOOOOOONG series and makes for a very entertaining read. 

Sting - When Chat Noir inexplicably disappears, leaving Ladybug bee-hind to face Papillon on her own, a new wielder is chosen to keep the akuma from swarming. Ladybug is adamant she doesn’t want another partner buzzing around and why is this new-bee flirting with her? Meanwhile, Adrien just wishes Ladybug would stop bugging out and listen to him because his bee puns are fuzz-tastic.

I seriously went into this one thinking I wasn't going to like it and I ended up falling head over heels for it. Sting is SO worth the read. Watching poor Ladybug freak out over her missing partner (sending him voicemails wondering where he is and trying to reassure him she's not 'replacing' him with this new bee hero and that she's going to get him back ) Is so SO SOO heart wrenching and sweet. 

(and thankfully Adrien DOES manage to get through to her that  Chat IS 'Bumblebee’ fairly early on so we aren't left stewing in angst FOREVER) 

Reflections - The mirror shows you how you truly are, but for a Miraculous holder, it shows what was. All Marinette can see is ghosts and she doesn’t want to become one. (A heart-wrencher for SURE but the ending was SO worth it.) ---