"The Parisian night lights never ceased to amaze me. The busy bustle of city life always quieted down to a soft sweet jazz, never failing to capture the hearts of lovers. It wasn't something that could be seen or heard, it had to be experienced. Like how wine tasted better in the company of someone you loved, it couldn't be explained even with the vast expanse of words." - Chapter 1: Black Cat serendipity (n.) - the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way Marinette Dupain-Cheng x Chat Noir. I do not own these characters, credit to come-back king, Thomas Astruc. Also, credit to the owner of the cover-art, I need a ton peanut butter to go with the amount of jelly I have for you ;)

"I just don't understand, Chat. I thought...all this time...," she clenched her fists at her sides and stared up at him, "What changed?" Chat Noir stepped closer, pinning her against the railing of her balcony. The moonlight highlighted the dark ridges of his mask and his green eyes shone through the dark leather, as equally enticing and mesmerizing as they'd been that night they danced on the Eiffel Tower. "I'm a cat, Mari." he whispered. He wrapped his arms around her waist and the heat from his body made her shiver in the cold. She pressed her palms against his chest and his warm breath ruffled her fringe. Chat offered her a small smile, her heart hammering in her chest. "And sometimes..." he dipped his head down to hers. "We cats tend to stray." ~~~ While out one night in the park, Chat Noir finds Marinette and tries to escort her home safely. But she's injured protecting him from an akuma and he feels responsible for her. Intent on making it up to her, Chat Noir visits her regularly to make sure she's doing well. But it doesn't take long before their meetings become more than just casual check-ups. Bad things happen when superheroes fall for civilians, but even with the threat of Hawk Moth looming around, Chat can't seem to stay away. Will the risks be worth it in the end? Because this cat's curious, And his bad luck might just start catching up to him... Minor Adrienette and LadyNoir. Based off the events of season one only and set two years in the future. I don't own Miraculous Ladybug or any of the art/videos used in this story. Started 01 Dec 2017 Completed 28 Feb 2018 HIGHEST RANKING ~ #565 in Fanfiction

A long, rolling storm blankets Paris and a certain water fearing Cat curses it endlessly. However he had no way to know that from the very first drop the storm had started to change things.

Marinette's family has to go to China to visit their sick uncle for two whole months. Marinette cannot go with them due to her studies, so she is going to be living with her crush, Adrien. Will Marinette be able to survive all the problems she faces? What will happen to Adrien and Marinette's relationship? Will their secret identities get revealed?

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Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

In which a boy in a bookstore finds a broken boy and they fall in love and fix each other. - - 'Tell me a story, L-lou.' Harry asked, sleepy. 'What about, love?' 'Anything. Make one up, if you like?' 'Okay,' said Louis, thinking for a second. He reached out his hand, and took Harry's in his. 'It was a warm day in September, 2008. A shorter-than-average boy with brown hair and blue eyes had just got a new job at a store that sold books. His job was boring, but he loved meeting the new customers. He was only a few days into this job when a tall boy with curly hair and headphones walked in. This tall boy was shy and barely spoke, but he had a big heart and a lot of love to give. The boy with the curly hair slowly began to trust the other, and the boy in the bookstore began to fall for him. But he was afraid, he had never had a crush on another boy before. He didn't know what people would think, and he was scared to be himself. But the younger boy, the one he had fallen for, had taught him to be brave. He had taught him to love again after getting constantly beaten down. The boy with curly hair didn't have it easy, either. So they helped each other. They built each other back up. Now, little over a month later, the boy in the bookstore is holding the hands of the broken boy as he tries to sleep. It was them against the world...' - - Contains mentions of domestic abusive, eating disorders and self harm. Read at your own risk.

Duplicity doo-plis-i-tee noun deceitfulness in speech or conduct, as by speaking or acting two different ways to different people concerning the same matter; the quality of having two elements or parts being twofold or double. Mary did not think life could get any worse. Then she met Harry Styles.

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction