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Borrowed Time (Miraculous Fic)

Hiii! So this is a miraculous fic I'm currently working on. I haven't written loads but I'm so proud of this work and want to share it! It's super angsty, and wholesome, and all of the things we crave in this fandom LOL Anyways enjoy the description and prologue!

Summary:What happens when love is the catalyst for destruction? In this alternate tale of Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir, Marinette is haunted by her failures and burdened by the choices she can never take back. As Shadybug, she walks a darker path, wielding the Ladybug Miraculous in a world teetering on the edge of collapse. But even in the shadows, hope flickers—and so does the connection she shares with Chat Noir. Together, they must navigate their fractured partnership, untold secrets, and the delicate balance between love and catastrophe. Will they rise as heroes—or fall as the harbingers of ruin?

About the Story:This is not the Miraculous you know. Marinette isn’t the perfect hero, and her transformation into Shadybug showcases a complex, flawed, and deeply human side to the beloved character. My take explores darker themes, intense emotions, and the weight of guilt, love, and redemption. If you’re looking for a fresh, dramatic reimagining of Miraculous, this story is for you. I’d love to hear your thoughts or answer any questions you have—don’t hesitate to dive in and join the journey!

Trigger Warning:

This story explores darker themes, including intense emotional turmoil, guilt, trauma, and destructive relationships. Scenes may include depictions of violence, psychological distress, and morally ambiguous decisions. Reader discretion is advised. If you are sensitive to these topics, please proceed with caution. Your mental well-being comes first!

Prologue: Chat Blanc

The ruins of Paris stretch out before me, silent and suffocating. The city that once pulsed with life and laughter is gone, replaced by ash that clings to the air like a suffocating fog. Buildings that stood tall and proud are now jagged skeletons, leaning precariously as if bowing to the chaos that destroyed them.

And at the center of it all stands him.

Chat Blanc.

His silhouette is backlit by the cracked, blinding moon, its fractured light spilling over the city like molten silver. His white suit gleams, unmarred by the destruction he’s caused, and his eyes—those piercing, crystalline blue eyes—lock onto mine. They’re beautiful in a way that makes my stomach churn, as if the boy I once trusted, once believed in, is still in there somewhere, buried beneath the monster he’s become. For the third time, I approach him in an attempt to end this all and save our realities.

“Marinette,” he chimes, his voice soft, almost tender, as if he isn’t standing in the ashes of everything we’ve ever loved.

Hearing my name on his lips sends a chill down my spine. It’s the way he says it—not with malice, not with anger, but with a devastating intimacy that makes my heart clench.

“Kitty,” I whisper, my voice shaking as I grip my yo-yo tightly. It hums quietly against my chest, a faint, reassuring pulse, but it’s not enough to steady me. “You’ve been akumatized! You have to stop!”

He tilts his head, his smile softening into something almost… affectionate. “Of course you’d say that,” he chuckles to himself, stepping closer. “But you don’t understand, do you? This is me, Princess. The real me. The one who isn’t bound by rules, by expectations, by weakness. The one who finally knows what it takes to be happy.”

I flinch as he steps closer, but I don’t move back. I can’t show him fear, even as his presence presses down on me like a suffocating weight. “Happy?” I choke out. “This—this isn’t happiness! Look around you! You’ve destroyed everything!”

He stops, just a few feet away, and his smile falters. For a moment, something flashes in his eyes—something raw and almost human—but it’s gone in an instant, replaced by that chilling calm.

“I destroyed it for us,” he says simply, his voice steady and unnervingly calm. “All of it. Every building, every person, every star in the sky. Because they don’t matter, Bugaboo. None of it matters if we aren’t together.”

My breath catches, my heart pounding so hard it feels like it’s going to break through my ribs. “What… what are you talking about?” I whisper, my voice cracking. I can barely find the words. “No, don’t tell me! Just—just let me help you, Chat Noir.”

“Don’t say that,” he replies, his voice low and trembling, laced with something I can’t quite name—anger? Pain? Desperation? “Don’t try to fix me, Marinette.” His gaze bores into mine, sharp and unrelenting. Everytime he says my name it’s like a dagger in my chest. “You don’t need to. I already know exactly who I am. I know you better than anyone. Better than you know yourself.”

I shake my head, taking a shaky step back. “No… no, you don’t. You can’t—”

“I love you, Marinette!” he shouts, his voice breaking, and the ground trembles beneath us. The shattered remnants of the Eiffel Tower groan as they shift, threatening to collapse entirely. “I love you so much I would destroy the universe if it meant being with you!”

His confession cuts through me like a blade, leaving me breathless. I don’t understand. I can’t understand. How does he know me? Why does he love me? And how could that love lead to this? How could he possibly know my identity?

“This isn’t love,” I manage to say, my voice trembling. “Love doesn’t do this. It doesn’t destroy—”

“It does if it’s strong enough,” he interrupts, his voice low and dangerous. “It does if it’s real.”

He steps closer, his movements slow and deliberate, and I freeze, unable to move. My yo-yo feels heavy in my hand, useless against the weight of his presence.

“You can end this,” he says softly, his tone coaxing. “You don’t have to fight anymore. Just give me your Miraculous. We can be free, m’lady. Free to be together, without anyone to stop us. Isn’t that what you want?”

“No!” I shout, my voice cracking. “I don’t want this! I don’t even know who you are! I���m not your Shadybug. Please…please just let me help you Chat Noir. I don’t want to fight you!”

His expression falters, pain flickering in his eyes for the briefest moment before his smile returns, softer this time. “You don’t know me?” he murmurs, his voice trembling. “Then let me remind you.”

Before I can react, he closes the distance between us, his arms wrapping around me in a crushing embrace. I stiffen, my breath catching in my throat, but he doesn’t let go.

“Ahhhh I’ve missed you,” he whispers, his voice breaking. “Even if you don’t remember, I’ve missed us.”

Tears spill down my cheeks as his words sink in, the weight of his grief and his love suffocating. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, my voice cracking. “I’m so sorry for whatever happened to you.”

He pulls back just enough to look at me, his hand cupping my cheek. His thumb brushes away my tears, his touch impossibly gentle. “It’s not your fault,” he says softly. “None of this was ever your fault. You’re perfect. But we can fix it, Marinette.We can make the perfect world. Just trust me. Give me your Miraculous.”

My gaze falls to the bell on his collar, cracked and glowing faintly. For a moment, our eyes meet. Just a moment. And in that moment, I see it—a flicker of green through the icy blue. A plea, wordless but undeniable.

My breath catches. He doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t have to. I know what I have to do.

I clutch my yo-yo, my heart breaking as I whisper, “I’m sorry.”

The yo-yo strikes true, shattering the bell. The akuma bursts free, flitting away into the void as I kick myself away from Chat Noir. The light of purification starts to spread, but it stops—it stops.

When I open my eyes, I’m alone.

There’s no ruined city. No glowing moon. No Chat Blanc. No akuma.

Just an endless, empty void, stretching out forever. I turn, searching, but there’s nothing.

No voices. No sounds. No one.

I collapse to my knees, the silence pressing in on me like a weight I can’t bear. Tears fall freely, and for the first time, I scream—not in defiance, not in hope, but in despair.

Because everything—everyone—is gone. And I’m the only one left.

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