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The comic “New Lady Bug and Chat Noir”

Chapter 2.3: “Beginning”

[chloe-carrie]

I AM SO SORRY PLEASE!!!!

Recently i've seen that in the last part i added a not edited page and decided to change it but somehow i DELETED whole post

I dont know how it could happen but i think this is due to a nutty human like me...

And not only that, i also deleted a post what't got 18 LIKES IN 11 HOURS!!!

Save me please...

The comic: “New Lady Bug and Chat Noir”

Chapter 2.2: “Beginning”

[chloe-carrie]

The comic: "Lady Bug and Chat Noir"

Chapter 2.1: "Beginning"

The authors's names are SANIO and GEEZUS

Their channel in Telegram: "🐞Новые Ледибаг и Кот Нуар 🐈‍⬛ | 16+"

[chloe-carrie]

The comic "New Lady Bug and Chat Noir"

Chapter 1.3: "Beginning"

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Beautiful?

[chloe-carrie]

The comic: "New Lady Bug and Chat Noir"

Chapter 1.2: "Beginning"

The authors's names are SANIO and GEEZUS

Their channel in Telegram: "🐞Новые Ледибаг и Кот Нуар 🐈‍⬛ | 16+"

[chloe-carrie]

Hello, i've been thinkin' 'bout posting a comic that i really like so i decided to so that

And now i'm presentin' a comic (i just was translatin' it from russian in english) what's named "New Lady Bug and Chat Noir"

BTW, it ain't mine but i'll pin the authors' names

The comic: "New Lady Bug and Chat Noir"

Chapter 1.1: "Beginning"

The authors's names are SANIO and GEEZUS

And i'm pinnin' their channel in Telegram: "🐞Новые Ледибаг и Кот Нуар 🐈‍⬛ | 16+" (yeah the name is in russian but it's okay i think...)

[chloe-carrie]

This is just a post

Okay i got the video and am ready to post it, wanna see it? I hope yes

P.S. This video in russian (yeah i'm russian) and my mom is talkin' so don't amaze cuz it's okay

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This is just a post

Hey, now i'm in the attraction part so i decided to take a video 'bout my walking in one of them. Do u wanna see?

I'll post the video soon

Have a good luck, Chloe i hope u say

[chloe-carrie]

Ok now i'm translating the fic "Fictitious feelings" cuz i need to finish it although for me

Fic “Fictitious feelings”

Chapter 1.7

Meanwhile, Adrien leaned over Marinette so that only she could hear his words and whispered:

“It's like we'll be played like chess pieces. Ready, Marinette?”

His words that's spoken with a hint of cynicism, made her smile faintly. If their marriage was just a formality for everyone around them, for them it was a playing field, a challenge in which they had to keep their face.

“The game is only starting,” she whispered in response keeping excitement and resentment, “but don't wait for me played along with you.”

Her answer made Adrian smile slightly but his gaze remained cold as if there was nothing between them except the agreement dictated by their parents. Marinette understood he wasn't going to make it easier for her and she was determined to show she'd not let herself be broken.

Gabriel and Sabine seeing the tacit agreement between their children, exchanged nods confirming the deal was done. They seemed to relax immediately as if they'd just lifted a heavy burden from their shoulders. It was their decision, their plan and they watched with satisfaction as the children accepted it not even suspecting that this union could become an arena for further confrontation.

As the evening drew to a close, Marinette felt tired of the fake smiles and endless conversations. Her face was still burning with tension and she could barely wait to go outside to breathe in the cool air and get rid of the oppressive atmosphere of the gala evening. However as soon as she left Adrian caught up with her on the threshold.

“I didn't think you'd be able to stand it so calmly,” he noticed with a slight chuckle, and looked at her. In his eyes was something what'd remembered respect.

“I'd be amazed if you waited for something else,” Marinette cut understanding now she has to get used to his presence. “And this is only starting.”

“You're right,” he replied putting his gaze down as if thinking 'bout something.

Their silence hung between them tense and oppressive, as if they both understood their lives had now changed forever. But they both knew what awaited them and they were already preparing internally for the role that each of them had to play in this union.

[chloe-carrie]

Okay, i need a vacation to relax and write one more part u know cuz now i'm havin' 4 exams and it's really bad (first is my native language, secons is maths, third is chemistry and fourth is social studies). Two of them are already written but i'm scared of the results and i'll have to write two more

Oh btw my sister's drawn one more picture of Mari, look at it

Beautiful? I hope it is

Fic “Maybe, it's fate?”

Chapter 9.4: “Mystery secrets and unexpected passions”

For the whole next hour Mari still wasn't able to focus on one thing, everything was busy with either Chat Noir or studying, or her depression but at the some moment it all generally mixed.

Of course she got in time to take the shower but she was doing it for about an hour because of what there was literally very little time left for everything else but she'd needed and to dry her hair and style them, and make up but how to do it if she even can't calm herself down?

And perhaps, Alya could help her with it but her strength and nerves aren't iron too so she just brought that matter but had tried to help her.

Now she returned to her friend with that all what was needed. She saw her lying on the floor and wrapped in a small ball.

“And what is it called?” She asked clattering unpleasant.

Silence in response.

“Mari, hullo?” She went to her and waved in front of her face tryna get her up. “Mari, enough otherwise I'll have a attack now.”

“I am bad,” she uttered very timidly.

“Really?! We've already talked 'bout it. Stop thinking 'bout it! You see it only ruins.”

“What if he breaks up with me again? What if I trust him again? What if it hurts me again? What if?..”

“Stop!” Alya pulled her over and easily picked her up. “Look at me.” There wasn't reply. “Look. At. Me.” Her voice was becoming more ironclad what forced Mari obey her. “Girl, just get one thing: if you focus only on this shit right now, you'll just kill yourself, do you need it? Maybe it's better to just take it and tryna forget?”

“I can't,” she answered sadly. “I know it's unpleasant to act such way at all but I can't help thinking and you see it.”

“I do but it hurts me too, hurts the way you look. And because of him!”

Her words were more like a scream than a shout what made Mari feel even worse.

“Oh sorry, Marinette,” Alya started to apologize seeing her friend in this condition, “honestly, I didn't want but don't know what happened to me, it's like I became different, tryna manipulate and make you want things that you don't need and vice versa, I…”

“Nothing wrong,” Mari hurried to reply not wanting to hear any bad statements 'bour her friend. “It's okay, don't worry.”

“How not to worry? You're bad again but I can't do anything!” She drooped.

“You can't 'cause I won't let.”

“Mari, stop tryna shield me from this, my wishes and thoughts won't change.”

“You wishes and thoughts won't but actions will.” She said it really calmly so Alya got better.”

“But what actions? I do nothing anyway,” she moaned.

“Yeah, I agree But that's the calculation.”

“Well,” She began after the silence minute, “now let's make you better!”

“And what will we do?”

“At first, the make up…

Then the hours of their b'ness together were passing. Alya was improving Mari with steady movements, and she was sitting straight and listening to her friend's instructions believing and hoping that her sufferings would end very soon.

[chloe-carrie]

I'm tryna write but it's hard 'cause of the study, sorry

P.S. it's the fic but there's a poster too, look at it

Is it beautiful? It's done by my sister, i swear

Fic “Maybe, it's fate?”

Chapter 9.3: “Mystery secrets and unexpected passions”

'Bout an hour more Alya was at Mari's and was tryna calm her down 'cause she had a nervous break. At the one time she was lying on the bed and thinking 'bout their past relationship, at the another time she was sitting in the armchair and reading the letters from her to him, and at the third time she was on the floor rolling over with one corner of the room to another and was repeating out loud the phrase “But what if I'll brake myself?”

“Mari, get enough!” Alya screamed when she saw this picture backing from her mother with the croissants. “Are you gonna do this every time he comes in? Are you out of your mind?”

“Alya, I'll die,” Mari replied timidly.

Her look was terrible maximally. It was unknown how but bags under her eyes had already appeared on her face, the tears were rolling down on her cheeks and her hair was in the dust.

“You'll die 'cause of my killing you when i became crazy.” Alya breathed deeply, came to her friend and tried to put her up. To the surprise, she could do it but with the big labour. After that she laid her hand on her shoulder and dragged to the room exit.

“Where are we going? You wanna spare me meet him? It doesn't work, I need to know the truth!” She did tryna pull her hand out but Alya's heavy grip prevented her from doing it.

“Yeah, I'm such a goner friend that I won't let you do whatever you want!” She looked at her really intently and viciously and Mari immediately got afraid. “But it's for to cancel the meeting…”

“No way! Otherwise I…”

“I'm joking.” Alya smiled theatrically.

Lie. It's a lie. She didn't wanna let her go to the meeting with that idiot who broke her heart, at all. She literally had suffered 'cause of her friend's every groan indeed she knew she won't stop and carry on meet him. And she couldn't prohibit her this anyway.

“Let's go to the bathroom, you need to get prettier before his coming.”

“Okay.” Mari rolled her eyes up and let her friend put her down and walk to the bathroom.

“Well,” Alya began, “take a shower for now and i'm going for that all what can be needed.”

“Okay,” she replied sluggish and started to take warm sweater off herself.

“Just hurry up 'cause I have to make you up.”

“Okay-okay, go away.” Mari really did wanna hurry her friend, to be with herself.

Finally Alya nodded and silently closed the room door being gonna go for the hygiene and makeup products and Mary stayed alone.

Alone.

All alone.

In the bathroom.

Alone with myself.

She ain't that dumb to do something to harm herself but she couldn't help but think 'bout it. And her whole brain was busy with not only it but also Chat.

What could she do seeing him? And what hope is there after talking? If he'll offer her new relationship from scratch? Is she ready for it? Does she want? What if he'll break her up explaining nothing, again? What if he'll disappear but later come back?

What if he'll find out her secret?..

[chloe-carrie]

This is just a post

Hello, i know you've seen my posts 'bout distributing the help information but it was jest TWO TIMES

It really annoys me when people began writing me questions 'bout posting this kind of information, i hate it

Yes, i've posted this but i'm repeating it was JUST TWO TIMES and i wont do it anymore

Pls dont ask me to do it because i will ban you, i aint joking

Dont you understand that my channel is posted by MY FICS, not it, it annoys

I hope you got me, dont write it anymore

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Okay, i know, maybe i need to hurry up and resume my ex-work and wrote my fic like before but now i cant and am so sorry

The next part's maybe gonna be appeared the april 10 if i'll be able to prepare for my exams

Fic “Maybe, it's fate?”

Chapter 9.2: “Mystery secrets and unexpected passions”

Alya rolled her eyes up and made a bad face as if threatening that she will kill her after this conversation. Later she got out of the bed and went from the room displeased to leave her friend alone with her “former”

“It's okay,” Mari replied understanding what she's doing.

“Can we meet?”

“Ah, uh…” She didn't know what to say. It seems like she did wanna see Chat but at the same time it'd hurt her and Alya's dignity. “What for?”

“I need to explain everything.”

“I ain't syre I'm ready to hear although something from you after a long time.” Her voice was sounding as offended.

“I know,” he said, “but I have to talk to you. I will explain it, I promise.”

“Okay,” she finally agreed not wanting to wait. She understood it was hard to forgive him as see him but she had to know answers to her questions.

“Great!” An exclamation was heard. “Did you already move?”

“Yes.”

“Then send me your address and I will come to you .” These words especially impressed her as if current went on her.

“Of course, I'll do it now…”

“Thank you. I will be there tonight.” Tonight… She didn't imagine why exactly then. “Bye, Marinette!”

“Bye…”

That was the last in their conversation. Literally in two minutes when she began thinking it all, Alya broke into the room and started screaming on the move.

“What yhe fuck was it?!”

“Be quieter” Mari asked and went down.

“So reply to me. What. Was. That?!”

She looked at ther friend with the wild amazing, took her hand and walked to the sofa.

“Tell it. Now.”

Mari breathed deeply. She didn't know what to say. As if it's logical — her former called her and sked to meet, — but unclear at the same time.

“He wanna come to me.” This is the only thing she said.

“What?!”

“Well, that's it…”

Alya's thoughts mixed in her head. She really did wanna help her friend but she didn't know what to do.

“And you let him?”

“I had to.”

That's true. She had to 'cause otherwise she'd not have been able to find out what was going on.

“Are you serious?! You wanna ruin your life again?”

“Alya, get me, I need it. I must know it all.”

“I get you,” she nodded, “but do you realize what sacrifices are you making?”

Mari paused not for long and after that replied:

“Yes.”

“So I won't stop you, only if you don't wanna.”

“Don't do it, I don't want you to waste your time on me.”

Alya hugged Mari again clenching her. They both had really loved each other and desired only happiness. And no matter how much they needed to think 'bout their desires, they'd not be able to fulfill them 'cause of real life.

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I was asked to reblog it and i hope it can help them

Unfortunately, i cant give them 5$ but if u'll help them, i really thank u cuz i know how important it's

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[chloe-carrie]

Ok, i know only 6 days left but i cant wait anymore and now i'm presenting to you new chapter. I swear, it's great and you like it (at least, i hope)

Oh and if you wanna see me in other socnetworks, you can find me in Instagram and Facebook, i hope you watch me there

Fic “Maybe, it's fate?”

Chapter 9.1: “Mystery secrets and unexpected passions”

Mari was lying on her bed thinking 'bout Chat Noir. Already diring a month he hadn't appeared in her life: no texts, no calls — nothing. Her head couldn't focus on study even though the exams were already approaching and she had to prepare as hard as she could.

“Mari,” Alya said, “you think 'bout him too much, stop!”

Mari had been outside every dat but it was only one route: home — school, school — home. Alya was the only one who had supported her during all time. She had given her advices 'bout her experiences and they helped but only a little. And the last days she told her to block Chat and not remember him for the rest of her life.

“But I can't!” Mari said and burrowed into her pillow. “My thoughts are only 'bout him. Every time when I see or hear though something reminding 'bout him, I immediately switch to him.”

“Yeah…” Alya breathed. “Maybe, to tell your parents? I think, they will under-…”

“No!” Mari interrupted her. “No way!”

“But why?”

She looked at her friend and the tears poured out of her eyes.

“Because I will destruct them but I don't need it. Better to do it by myself…”

Alya hugged her.

“What do you feel when you remember him?”

“Something inexplicable. It's like he's everywhere but at the same time…” She didn't finish.

“Nowhere?” Alya told it and took her hands holding them closer.

“Yes.”

At that moment hysteria started. Again. Every time when they had talked 'bout Chat Noir, at the end Mari always began crying. Alya had tried to help her friend but it was hard. Nevertheless, she understood her and was there 'cause she didn't wanna see her suicide.

“Well,” Alya carried on, “let's delete number of this freak otherway I will take your phone and do it by myself!”

Mari didn't know that's gotten into her but she decided to finally get rid of thoughts 'bout the boy. She nodded the fruend, took her phone and began finding his contact. When she already found it, she did wanna click on the button but suddenly…

“What's wrong?” Alya asked looking at her with amazing.

Mari was standing on her knees holding her phone in her hand at a distance of thirty centimeters and watching the number that appeared under the status bar.

Alya took her gadget and saw what caused her friend's shock. She alreaddy almost turn the call off but Mari snatched her phone out and waved it up.

“Hello?” She said with trembling voice.

Her friend was looking at her like at mad and her voice barely got through something like “What are you doing?!”. She only spread her arms guiltily into the sides not knowing what to reply.

“Hi, Marinette,” the voice finally came from the receiver. “H-how are you?” It was trembling too.