WaitingForDeath
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When Marinette and Adrien wake up from the effects of Jubilation, they learn that their whole lives were a lie. Coping with the fact that they are not only teenagers again, but lost their children, Adrien and Marinette try to navigate their old life.
How could you mourn something you never had?
She refuses to believe it wasn’t real. It had to be real.
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She wants her family back.
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15 Jun 2026
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When sixteen year old Marinette Dupain-Cheng goes to an end of the Summer party with her friends, something harrowing and life changing happens to her. Will she ever be the same again?
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15 Jun 2026
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Ladybug is deeply burdened by her lies.
Now, it isn’t only to her friends and family, it’s to all of Paris.
The weight of Ladybug’s lies might just drag her down all 300 meters of the Eiffel Tower.
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15 Jun 2026
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“I’m right here,” he assured, holding her tightly. “I’m okay.”
“You’re okay,” she repeated, but she couldn’t believe it. Not when the memory of him going still and stiff in her arms was so fresh and alive behind her eyelids each and every time she blinked.
Her cries came harder and faster, and she didn’t understand it. He was okay. She was okay! But her body wouldn’t stop shaking and her throat was closing off anyway. Her breath came in ragged panicked intervals.
Chat Noir cradled her face with a hand and urged her face towards his, the pad of his thumb brushed away her tears. “Look at me.”
She did as he said, and god, his eyes were so green – the color of spring grass, the color of sparkling emeralds, the color of life. They held no judgment or frustration, only soft concern, and so much care and love that she trembled.
He was only a finger width away. She could feel his breath on her nose and cheeks, but she wanted more. Needed more. She needed to feel something real and raw, anything other than the horrifying fear that they had almost lost in the worst possible way.
Without thought, she closed the distance between them.
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14 Jun 2026
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Marinette stood in the center of her own room. The pink walls were adorned with sketches and photos, and other unfamiliar souvenirs of her life. Her eyes jumped curiously from a hand made purse to a bowler hat decorated with a feather to a cork board covered in pictures of her friends.
She loved her room. Which made sense, she supposed. She had theoretically been the one to decorate it, but she didn’t remember decorating it. And now, the room was like a cave filled with treasure.
Because each little piece of it held a secret - some part of herself that meant something to her, a clue to what her life had been like before…
Before she had woken up in the arms of a boy wearing a magic black catsuit. His heartbroken sobs had caused something in her chest to twist painfully. She hadn’t understood why then, but from that very first moment she knew she had wanted to make things better for him.
She had no idea how to do that now that she understood what she had lost.
Sixteen years worth of memories.
The echoes of which were papered onto the walls and notebooks of her room just waiting to be rediscovered.
No one else seemed to share her excitement.
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14 Jun 2026