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Max tries to cope with the aftermath of the traumatic night at Starcourt. She really wants to talk to El, to ask El if Billy was truly redeemed in his final moments like Max believed. Instead, she watches as El and Will move away with Joyce, while Neil makes the decision to stay with Susan after Billy's death instead of leaving.
Her coping isn't healthy by any means. Mike and Steve notice.
Neil notices too.
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Takes place shortly after the events of season 3. Originally supposed to be a one-shot, but will now be a two-shot.
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All it takes is one encounter for her life to turn upside down. Worst of all? She doesn’t even remember it.
Hawkmoth gains the upper hand, the whole of Paris is placed in jeopardy, and Chat Noir is faced with a challenge he can’t back down from.
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hold me close (we’re not promised tomorrow) by bloominghazel
Fandoms: Fate: The Winx Saga (TV)
26 Dec 2021
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Bloom defeating the Burned Ones that fateful night was just the beginning. New adventures await her and her friends under the reign of Rosalind.
As you would expect - she’s the last person to go down without a fight.
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Minor rewrite of the S1 Finale + my take on S2.
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Adrien didn't realize that all it would take to learn his lady's identity was to read a simple note.
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Marinette is like any normal girl who writes in her diary but makes a slip up. One that may or may not compromise her secret identity to her partner. Oneshot.
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Marinette's cracking under the pressure of the responsibilities handed to her almost overnight. It seems like everything is required of her when she only has so much strength to give.
She needs the comfort and reassurance of a friend. Adrien Agreste, to be exact.
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“Oh, Tikki,” she said mournfully, “do you think I’ll ever be able to tell him how I feel?” Tikki zipped out from under her pillow and hovered near her head.
“Of course you will, Marinette!” She cried. “I believe in you!” Marinette sighed again and collapsed backwards, sprawling her hands out to her sides, before sitting up so fast she almost gave herself whiplash, her gaze moving straight to the skylight where she’d seen movement.
“Who’s there?” She called, getting up off her bed and going to open the skylight. She climbed up the steps and pushed the heavy window open, going out onto the roof before gaping in shock. Chat Noir was crouched on her railing, wearing a bulging carryall, and he was crying.
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18 Mar 2021