and we meet again | daminette

word count: +0.8k

summary: “i’m looking for an alien. his name is thanos. or something like that.”

a/n: do i have any idea of what i’m doing? absolutely not. will i continue? most likely.

ao3|wattpad|prompts|masterlist

part 1

Marinette ignored the harsh glow of the screen on her eyes as she scrolled through her laptop, looking at websites that would probably get her arrested.

In her defence, she was doing it for a good reason. Which usually meant it was for the safety of the miraculous.

But no one needed to know that.

“Marinette,” Tikki said, floating by her owner. “I’m sure whatever you’re searching for can wait for a few hours, while you sleep.”

The fashion designer groaned, running her stiff fingers through her hair that was sticking out in various directions.

“No, Tikki, it can’t because if it goes too far,” Marinette said, closing a tab furiously. “It’s going to destroy our planet as we know it.”

Tikki stared at her, completely unfazed. “Well then take a break. I’m sure the world is not going to end in the next few seconds.”

Marinette paused her blindingly fast typing, considering Tikki’s offer.

Her answer was an immediate and resounding no.

The other kwamis who had come to support Tikki’s point sighed in annoyance.

“Really, Guardian,” said Wayzz, floating next to Tikki, “I would very much like it if you listened to Tikki; what you are doing is nothealthy. Also, Master Fu once told me, if you take a break, sometimes what you’re looking for appears right after.”

Thatmade Marinette pause. And her rumbling stomach, but we’re just going to ignore that for now.

“Well,” Marinette stretched the word out, her eyes flicking from kwami to kwami. “I supposeI could take a few minutes break.”

The cheers of the kwami echoed around the penthouse.

Marinette sighed in bliss as she took a sip of her coffee, feeling a little less tired than before.

“Coffee,” she announced, carefully sitting on her couch. “Is god’s gift to Earth.”

“Nah, Pigtails,” Plagg said, floating in front of her. “It’s cheese. Always and forever.”

He groaned in delight as he gobbled up a large piece of cheese.

Giving him the stink-eye, Marinette turned back to her laptop, continuing her search.

“If I could just find the name…” Marinette took another sip of her coffee before typing furiously again.

“If I may ask,” said Nooroo, blinking his large eyes. “What exactlyare you looking for?”

Marinette stretched her back, cringing at the loud crackit let out. “I’m looking for an alien. His name is Thanos. Or something like that.”

“Then I suppose we can help each other.”

Marinette froze as the familiar, smooth and silky voice of Damian Al-Ghul rung in her ears.

She turned around slowly, cringing at her state, slipping her confident mask on.

“Al-Ghul,” she said coolly, straightening her back. By now, all of the kwamis had flown into their respective hiding places, knowing who Damian was. “What are you doing here?”

Currently, Damian was perched upon her windowsill, which, for your reference, was quite high up in the sky.

“First,” he asked smoothly, deep voice rippling. “May I come in?”

At her suspicious look, he held his hands up, leaving him in a precarious position. “I don’t have any weapons. I have not come here, intending to fight with you.”

At Marinette’s signal from behind her back, Plagg and Wayzz flew around Damian, scanning him for any weapons.

Plagg flew in front of her after a few seconds, casually saying, “He’s clear, Pigtails.”

Toocasually.

Marinette saw the look in his eyes and mentally pinched her nose because it meant that Plagg wanted to tell her something.

It could wait.

“All right,” Marinette said, suddenly aware of her hair and how it must be looking. “Come in.”

Before she had even finished her sentence, Damian was already leaping inside, like a cat.

Oh kwami, Marinette thought, suddenly having an inkling of what Plagg wanted to tell her.

She really hoped she was wrong.

Once Damian was standing in front of her, Marinette stalked towards him, eyes cold as ice. “Now answer my question from before, Al-Ghul. Why are you here?”

Damian gave her that infuriating smirk, the one she still remembered from when he kidnapped her two weeks ago.

“I assume we are both looking for the same…alien,” he said, looking slightly annoyed at the thought. “Thanos.”

Marinette raised her eyebrows, unwilling to believe him. “I suppose we are. Provided you are telling the truth.”

“I am,” Damian said, looking more annoyed now. “Some of my assassins are going off track, assassinating people who they shouldn’t be. I have been forced to dispose of them, their actions drawing too much attention to the League. I did my research a week ago and came across the same name you did, as well as the word ‘miraculous.’ I suppose that explains your involvement as well.”

Marinette was intrigued now, Wayzz’s confirmation that Damian was telling the truth reassuring her. “Well, did you come across the term infinity stones?”

“I did.” Damian looked and soundedcompletely confused, proving to Marinette that this was something out of their world, something that none of them knew.

“Well,” Marinette knew she was making a terrible decision and she should probably stop herself but two minds were better than one right?

“How about working together to figure this out?”

Marinette would remember Damian’s expression for the rest of her life because it was thatpriceless.

masterlist | maribat

(so apparently there’s something wrong with my asks, so if there are any requests, just ping me!)

felinette

oneshots:

rewinder | +0.8k | adrien salt, class salt

summary: an akuma brings people from the future to the past.

jasonette

oneshots:

broken promises | +1k | adrien salt, alya salt

summary: adrien sees his lady kissing another in the school hall.

dead (or not) | +1.9k | fluff, angst

summary: marinette thought jason was dead.

that’s that. | +0.6k | tooth-rotting fluff; [part 2 to ‘dead (or not)’]

summary: “on a scale of one to ten, how bad do you want to kill me?”

wanted | +1.4k | adrien salt mainly

summary: jasonette with wanted by hunter hayes.

series:

jasonette july 2021 | +11.9k | fluff, angst, humour

the title says it all

marijon:

series:

marijon week 2021 | +4.4k | fluff, angst, humour, adrien salt, alya salt, lila salt

summary: the title says everything.

daminette

oneshots:

serendipity | +3.9k | lila salt, adrien salt, alya salt

summary: the last time damian al-ghul saw marinette was when they were twelve. he didn’t think he would see her again. so, it’s a huge surprise when he stumbles upon her in WE while exposing the liar of the class from France.

the confrontation | +0.8k | lila salt, mild class salt [part 2 to ‘serendipity’]

summary: what a lovelytime to run into her enemy that probably wants her deadby now.

soulmate au | +1.8k | lila salt, adrien salt, alya salt

summary: tradition says that your soulmate will have another tattoo, something that relates to you. when they meet you, it is said that the tattoos start glowing a bright gold.

jealous damian | +0.7k | alya salt, adrien salt

summary: so can you make yandere damian or one were he is very possessive with marinette and his anger and jealousy hits 1000%?

kidnapped | +0.4k | yandere damian [tw]

summary: damian’s habibti is kidnapped.

hogwarts au | +0.6k | a hint of salt, humour

summary: polyjuice potions

i think i could fall in love with you… | +1.1k | lila salt, humour

summary: he was a handsome man, she would give him that, but according to her father - the one of the most important lords of the kingdom - he was extremely stand-offish and cold. she didn’t know if she would get along with him.

just two kids in love | +0.9k | fluff

summary: song-fic of ‘kid in love’ by shawn mendes.

i’m so sorry! | +0.5k | fluff | genderbend

summary: marin accidentally drops coffee on his new classmate, dahlia.

jealousy jealousy | +0.3k | fluff, jealous damian

summary: damian gets jealous.

overprotective | +1k | fluff, overprotectiveness

summary: clark, jason and tim were more than a littleoverprotective over marinette. especially when she started dating damian.

arranged marriage au | +1.1k | talia being a lil female dog :)

summary: talia makes a deal with the order of the guardians - in exchange for their not-annhilation, their great guardian will be betrothed to damian.

the great guardian | +2k | angst, adrien salt, hints of fluff

summary: the assassin bows his head. “yes. the great guardian of the miraculous is currently in new york city.”

and we meet again | +0.8k | humour, romance [part 2 to ‘the great guardian’]

summary: “i’m looking for an alien. his name is thanos. or something like that.”

colours of love | +3.5k | salt, fluff, angst

summary: damian glared at her fiercely and she shrunk back. “i can assure you, lila rossi is most definitely not my soulmate. perhaps you should check everything she has said on google. it does exist you know.”

hero | +1.8k | fluff, angst

summary: hero by faouzia.

series:

the story of love | +12.3k | lila salt, adrien salt, alya salt, class salt, adrien redemption, class redemption | complete

summary: the story of damian and marinette’s relationship.

timinette:

oneshots:

an…interesting reunion | +1.5k | little angst, fluff, salt

summary: tim and marinette attend marinette’s class reunion.

the recording | +1.5k | little angst, fluff, salt; [part 2 to ‘an…interesting reunion’]

summary: the recording (can be read as a stand-alone)

the gala | +1.6k | lila salt, adrien salt, alya salt, class salt [platonic]

summary: timothy drake-wayne was not happy. he had to lead the (according to dick at least, and he was inclined to believe him because he had never seen dick so unhappy) class of dimwits from france because it was his turn. He had put it off all week and now he had to do it as the CEO of WE.

brucinette:

oneshots:

injuries | 1.1k | angst, fluff

summary: a sharp blade was sticking out of bruce’s side and hot, sticky blood was gushing out of it.

lukanette:

series:

luka couffaine wayne | +7.9k | fluff, angst, humour | incomplete

summary: “you really should have sat down,” sighed anarka. “lad, your father is bruce wayne.”

no pairing

oneshots:

the exposé | +5.3k | lila salt, adrien salt, alya salt, class salt

summary: lila was having the time of her life at WE. the class was fawning over her, ready to do her bidding whenever she wanted, however she wanted. she could spout out a ridiculous lie and they’d believe it; they were completely and irreversibly under her spell. but then, of course, things hadto go wrong.

pathetic little liars that are squished like ants | lila salt, humour [part 2 to ‘the exposé’]

summary: damian was seething.

hospitals | +0.7k | fluff, crack, humour

summary: marinette wakes up in a hospital, paralyzed.

what a liar! | +1k | lila salt, class sugar, fix-it fic

summary: lila rossi mentally prepared her plethora of lies as she entered her new class. the only thing was, she wasn’t aware they possessed brain cells.

other pairings

oneshots:

absolutely & irrevocably | luka and jason | +1.1k | fluff

summary: luka gets over his feelings for marinette, only to fall head over heels again, this time, with his best friend, jason todd.

adopted | maridamijon | +3.1k | fluff, angst

summary: “i mean,” marinette says frustratedly, ready to tear her hair out - you will never believe the number of rants she has told chloe and kagami and the nights she has spent obsessing over it, “i’m in love with both of you!”

hero | daminette

Word Count: +1.8k

summary: hero by faouzia.

ao3|wattpad | masterlist | prompts

Few things I really have to know

“Habibti, I need to ask you a few questions,” said Damian.

Marinette, his new girlfriend, tilted her head curiously. “Of course, Dami.”

Before I go and let you in

“Do you think you’ll be fine with the press once we release our relationship?” Damian asked nervously. It wouldn’t be the first time one of his girlfriends had run off because she couldn’t deal with it.

And he wasn’t willing to go through the heartbreak again.

Don’t wanna be irrational

Marinette giggled lightly. “Yes, I will be.”

“Really?” Damian wasn’t really convinced.

“Really,” Marinette confirmed. “You know, as Jagged Stone’s designer and Adrien Agreste’s girlfriend, I thought you wouldn’t be too worried about that.”

And make the same mistakes again

Damian’s lips tugged up into a smile when he remembered. How could he have forgotten?

“I don’t want to make the same mistake again,” he said honestly.

Marinette’s eyebrows furrowed for a second and then they shot up when she realized what he meant. “You mean…your girlfriends have broken up with you because of that?”

Nodding, Damian elaborated. “Because they let the fame get to their heads. After some time,” he shook his head defeatedly. “They just…stop seeing me for who I am-”

He was cut off when he felt Marinette wrap her arms around him. “I won’t ever let that happen.”

Looking into her eyes, Damian believed her.

Would you be there

Alfred was surprised to see Master Damian’s girlfriend at the door. So early, too, he thought.

Nevertheless, he smiled at her. “Miss Dupain-Cheng, this is an unexpected surprise. What are you doing here so early? On a weekend, too?”

5 AM on a weekend?

She looked surprised, as if she hadn’t realized that.

Blushing when she realized it was 5 in the morning, she apologized. “Sorry, Alfred. I didn’t mean to wake you up.”

“Not at all, Miss Dupain-Cheng.” Alfred said, not sure where this was going. “I was already awake.”

Waving her hand casually, she said, “Call me Marinette. And to answer your earlier question, I’m here for Dami’s birthday!”

She visibly brightened at the thought and Alfred couldn’t help but smile fondly at her. “Of course, come in.”

“So, I was thinking of making Damian’s favorite cake because I’m a baker and I want this to be one of Damian’s favorite birthdays-” she rambled and then came to a stop. “I’m rambling, aren’t I?”

Chuckling, Alfred gestured to the kitchen. “Yes, you were. Would you like to make the cake in the kitchen?”

**

A truly delightful girl, Alfred couldn’t help but think as he watched her bake with enthusiasm.

Through the thick and the thin

“Justleave me alone!”

Damian regretted the words as soon as they came out of his mouth.

He never should have taken his anger out on Marinette. It wasn’t fair to her.

He expected Marinette to glare at him, yell at him, leave, break up with him.

But what Damian didn’texpect was her eyes to soften and then wrap him into a warm hug.

Almost immediately, the underlying tension crawling beneath his skin (driving him crazy) evaporated and transformed into comfort.

Realizing he should apologize to her, he said, “I’m sorry, I never should have said that-”

“It’s alright, Dami,” Marinette soothed him, rubbing his back with her small palms. “You just need to let it all out.”

How did he manage to land with such an amazinggirlfriend?

Never second-guessing with you

“Are you sure?” Damian asked nervously. He had never told any of his girlfriends of his nightly activities.

If she told someone – Damian didn’t want to think about it.

With confidence Damian had grown to love, Marinette nodded. “Yes.”

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and opened them again. “I’m Robin.”

Marinette’s eyebrows shot up. “As in the Robin from the Bats?”

Hesitantly (out of character for Damian), he nodded.

Suddenly she grinned, “Oh, that’s nice. Because I think it’s time I told you, I’m Ladybug. Superheroine of Paris.”

Eh?

Choosing to ignore that part, Damian asked, “You’re okay with me being Robin?”

Giving him an odd look, she said, “Yes. Of course, why wouldn’t I be?”

Tension he didn’t even know Damian was feeling slithered out of his body.

Pulling Marinette into a heated kiss, it lasted for several minutes.

They pulled apart when someone cleared their throat. “From the scene in front of me,” Todd smirked, “I assume she took it well?”

Glaring, Damian kicked him out of the room. The idiot already knew the answer.

Turning to what was becoming one of the best things in his life, Damian raised an eyebrow at Marinette. “You were saying about superheroes and Paris?”

Don’t wanna wake up

Marinette couldn’t help but smile as she battled against Damian’s unwillingness to get out of bed. “Dami,” she whined. “Let me go – we’re going to be late for ‘family breakfast’.”

Family breakfast was a new tradition at Wayne Manor. It was basically what the name suggested – breakfast with the entire family.

“We don’t needto go, Habibti,” Damian mumbled into her neck.

Huffing as she tried to untangle their limbs, Marinette said, “Yes, we do, because I want to ask Barb and Steph something,”

After 5 minutes of constant badgering, Damian finally gave in – grumbling, of course.

“Finally,” Marinette missed Damian’s warmth almost immediately. She was smart enough not to sayso of course, otherwise they’d never get out of bed.

She yelped when she felt Damian’s arms wrap around her waist, pulling her to the bathroom. “We’regoing to shower,” he growled into her ear.

**

It was dirty little winks and smirks, the two of them received when they arrived 1 hour late to Family Breakfast with clothes covering their necks.

Wishing I never gave love

The time after she and Adrien broke up, Marinette thought she would never be able to fall in love again. After all, if she wasn’t able to keep a relationship with her so-called soulmate, how would she ever date again?

But it was times like this – when Damian organized everyone for a party in honor of a promotion she received – that made her thank Tikki and any other god in existence that they didn’t let her give up on love.

“SURPRISE!” Everyone yelled as they jumped out of their hiding places.

Marinette stumbled from where she was standing – right into Damian’s arms. “What’s this?” she asked stupidly.

“A party,” Damian said quietly. “A party for your promotion.”

And suddenly, Marinette’s heart warmed in a way it had never before. All of these people – Damian, Bruce, Dick, Barbara, Stephanie, Tim, Jason, everyone– had come here to celebrate.

For her.

And the fact that they invited her parents made it so much sweeter.

So, she kissed Damian like she never had before.

And when they pulled apart, wolf-whistles were being blown everywhere.

Wishing I never gave trust

Marinette hesitated. Should she, or shouldn’t she?

“Damian, I want to show you, my friend. Tikki,” she said determinedly.

Damian looked at her, eyebrows raised. “The one who helped you when you were Ladybug?”

Nodding, Marinette let Tikki come out.

“Hello, Damian!” she said in typical Tikki-fashion. “I’m Tikki.”

Her boyfriend, for his part, didn’t seem too surprised and Marinette couldn’t help but smile as the two of them formed a bond not unlike hers and Tikki’s.

**

“He’s a keeper,” Dusuu whispered into her ear gleefully. “I can feelthe love.”

Blushing, Marinette couldn’t help but agree with her.

Knowing it wasn’t true

Marinette’s voice was raw from all the screaming she had done. Her cheeks were wet with tear stains and her sheets were torn with her nails clawing at them.

Scrabbling for her phone, Marinette felt a weight in her chest lift when she heard Damian’s voice on the other end of the line. “Habibti?”

“Dami,” her throat itched with pain. “Can you please come right now?”

Sounds of movement were coming from the other end. “I’m coming. Right now.”

**

“Shh,” Damian whispered as he ran his hand soothingly over Marinette’s back. “It’s all right.”

She sobbed quietly into his Robin suit – not that he gave a damn.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked carefully.

Marinette hiccuped and nodded. “I-it was terrible. Paris w-was in r-ruins again a-and I was s-stuck. I couldn’t d-do a-anythin-” her voice trailed off into sobs again.

Damian felt his heart clench at her unhappiness. “Shh, Habibti. All is fine. It wasn’t real. It was a nightmare, that’s it.”

If I was your hero, would you be mine?

Damian sighed fondly as he watched his wife work on her design. “Habibti,” he called.

She didn’t respond. Thatshowed how deep she was in ‘the zone’ as she called it.

Walking forward, Damian tapped her lightly on the shoulder and couldn’t help but laugh at her expression.

“Dami!” she yelled, flinging her arms around him. “What are you doing here?”

Damian shook his head when he saw the number of coffee cups by her side. “I’m here to make sure you take care of yourself.”

He lifted her up into his arms, bridal style. “By first, making you eat.”

Marinette gasped when she saw her favorite meals on the table. “All for me?”

“All for you,” Damian agreed.

He savored the kiss she gave him.

Once she pulled away, she giggled and ran a hand through his hair. “My hero.”

I know this ain’t a fairytale, this is real life

Marinette smiled sleepily as she and Damian half-registered the movie they were watching.

“What are you thinking, Habibti?” asked her husband, somehow always knowing what she was feeling.

Marinette hummed, thinking about what to say. Finally, she settled on, “Just thinking how lucky I am to have you,”

Damian’s chest rumbled against her ear. “I do too. Sometimes, I think this is a fairytale. That one day, I’ll wake up and find that you aren’t real – just a dream.”

Tipping her head upwards, Marinette captured Damian’s lips with her own. “Still not real enough?” she asked playfully.

Growling, Damian pushed her onto the sofa. “Perhaps you could help me?”

But if I were to save you, would you do the same?

Bruce watched, horrified, as his daughter-in-law was kicked hardin the stomach.

Doubling down almost immediately, her opponent took the chance to kick her.

Straight off the building.

As she fell, he heard everyone scream in pain, anger, he couldn’t tell.

But faster than Bruce had ever seen, Damian ran to the next building and caught her.

Caught her in his arms and set her aside gently.

Bruce shuddered in fear.

He highly doubted Marinette’s opponent was going to survive.

And catch me if I’m fallin’, fallin’, fallin’, fallin’?

Damian felt his eyes fill up with tears as he saw his newborn child. Amelia, they had decided to name her.

As her green eyes, not unlike his, danced with laughter, Damian kissed her forehead as he had done to Marinette and made a solemn promise to himself.

A promise to protect her till he couldn’t anymore.

If I was your hero, would you be mine?

Damian Wayne

A loving son, husband and father

Died on 19 March, 2058

**

Marinette Wayne nee Dupain-Cheng

A loving daughter, wife and mother

Died on 19 March, 2060

colours of love | daminette

Word Count: +3.5k

summary: damian glared at her fiercely and she shrunk back. “i can assure you, lila rossi is most definitely not my soulmate. perhaps you should check everything she has said on google. it does exist you know.”

ao3|wattpad | masterlist | prompts

“Marinette!”

Said girl stirred a little, mumbling, “5 more minutes, maman.”

“Marinette!”

Yet she did not respond, rolling over to cover her ears with the pillow next to her.

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng, if you do notwake up right now you are going to miss your flight to New York!”

Sabine Cheng stifled a laugh at her daughter’s high-pitched shriek.

**

Marinette grumbled as she picked herself up from the ground.

Amazing start to the day, rolling off your bed and falling down.

“Cheer up, Marinette!” Tikki said, unfailingly happy in the morning (as always). “You’re going to go on your America tour today!”

Her chosen brushed her teeth faster, while simultaneously trying to make sure she had everything ready. “Tikki, am I missing anything?” she asked frantically.

While looking at the list Marinette made, Tikki smiled fondly at her chosen, hoping that the Rossi girl and Marinette’s ex-friends didn’t ruin the trip Marinette had worked so hard to organize.

Since Bustier couldn’t be bothered to, it fell onto Marinette to plan the senior trip. It was supposed to be educational and fun, in a way, since they would be required to write an essay about their trip. It counted for more than 50% of their grade.

With help from her friends (Alix, Kim, Max and Chloe), in no time, Marinette had developed an outline of what places they could visit.

Theoriginalplan (before it was presented to the class) was to go to New York, Metropolis, LA and then finally California.

But nooo, Lila Rossi just hadto see her so-called soulmate, Damian Wayne (“Marinette, how could you?” “How could I what?” “How could you just exclude Gotham because I want to see my soulmate?”), billionaire Bruce Wayne’s son.

Despite Marinette’s warnings, Mdm. Bustier forced her to change the itenary so that Lila could see her ‘soulmate’ (“Marinette, please change the locations.” “But Mdm. Bustier, Gotham is one of the most crime-ridden-” “I will not stand for your petty grievances, Marinette. Change it at once.”) and so the list had become:

California, New York, Metropolis and thenGotham.

Nevertheless, Marinette beamed as she waved to her parents, feeling excited.

“You can stop waving now,” Chloe remarked dryly, filing her nails. “They’re out of sight.”

**

You might be wondering, what happened to elicit such a changebetween their relationship.

Lila.

That was one thing Marinette had to thank her for. She showed Marinette who her realfriends were, a.k.a Chloe, Alix, Kim and Max.

Chloe didn’t believe Lila from the start (“Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous. Does she expect meto believe that Jagged Stone, the one who lives in my hotel every monthowns a cat? Everyone knows he’s allergic to them!”) but Max was disillusioned when some of the things Lila said didn’t line up – “I got tinnitus from saving Jagged Stone’s cat from an airplane!” “You would’ve become deaf. Not suffer from tinnitus.” “Don’t be silly, Max!” – case in point.

Kim and Alix, on the other hand, came to know when Lila mixed her names up (“I know Michael Phelps – he’s such an amazing skater, Alix. I could give you some tips from him!” “Michael Phelps? Isn’t he a swimmer?”) and (Marinette snorted when she heard that) said Michael Phelps was a skater.

That certainly didn’t earn her any points with thosetwo.

In the end, Marinette could say she would take her life right nowthan the one before because until Lila came, she never really noticed how whinythe class was.

She shuddered when she remembered the never-ending requests they had – and they expected herto do it for free.

Thank god she got away from them.

**

In response to Chloe’s statement from earlier, Marinette mock-glared at her. “I know,Chloe. I was about to stop.”

“Sure, Mari,” sniffed her best friend.

Marinette protested feebly. “Really!”

“Uh-huh,” Chloe continued to file her nails, completely uninterested.

Before Marinette could retort, the door burst open and two balls of chaos rolled into the car with one poor Max.

“Ha! I won, Kim, you owe me 30 Euros!” Alix crowed triumphantly.

Kim, as expected, disagreed. “No way, pipsqueak! Iwon.”

“I did.”

“No, I did.”

“I did.”

“Can you both pleasesit properly?” Chloe pushed them with a surprising amount of strength. “You’re wrinklingthe car leather.”

In response, the two of them stuck their tongues out.

Marinette snickered at the expression on Chloe’s face – exasperation, pureexasperation.

Maxfinallyup righting himself, stood up unsteadily as he walked to the only empty seat next to Marinette.

“Oh no, you don’t,” Kim said, pulling Max onto his lap.

Max squeaked, his cheeks turning a fiery shade of red.

Alix cackled, “Poor Max. Kim, you reallyshouldn’t do that. You’re going to give the poor boy a heart attack.”

Marinette sighed happily for her friends. She was honestly elated that Kim and Max had found their soulmate in each other. They were just adorable!

She fairly beamed when Marinette saw the love-sick smile on Chloe’s face. It meant she was talking to Kagami.

Alix hadn’t found hers yet and according to the girl herself, she wasn’t really bothered by it either because she was ace.

Marinette just wished she could find hersoulmate.

Soulmate bonds – in their world – came in different types. For example, Chloe and Kagami’s bond was the word bond. Each had a word or a phrase written circling their wrists (“Excuse me, you dropped your phone.” “Thank you”) and whoever said those words was their soulmate.

Kim and Max had the string-bond – one of the strongest bonds in existence. The bond only surfaced when it decided whether the two people were readyto become lovers.

Marinette had the aura bond – one of the most difficultbonds to find your soulmate with. Basically, her aura and her soulmate’s aura – when they meet – would touch each other and glow.

It was extremely rare to witnesssuch a bonding and even rarerfor someone to find their soulmate with it.

She often wondered whether she would ever findher soulmate. At first, she thought her soulmate was Chat Noir, after all, wasn’t he her other half?

But their auras did not connect when they met.

“Marinette?” She snapped out of her thoughts when Chloe shook her arm. “Come on! We’re at the airport!”

**

After checking in – and successfully avoiding Lila’s attempts at sabotage (“Oh my gosh, Marinette! Your ticket is ripped to shreds, you can’t come!” “Well, it’s a good thing I made two copies then, isn’t it? Just in case I lost mine.”) – Marinette sighed and resigned herself to listening to Lila’s bullshit for the next few hours.

Unfortunately, she and Alix had gotten the seats rightbehind her and Alya.

“-and then Prince Ali took me out on a date!” Lila was babbling.

Alya gasped theatrically, right on cue. “Oh my gosh, girl! How did it go?”

“Well-”

Marinette groaned and resisted the urge to throw herself out of the window. “Kill me now,” she said tiredly, “Please.”

Alix didn’t look like she was faring any better and glared at the idiots in front of them. “Why did we have to get stuck with them?”

“I don’t know,” Marinette banged her head on the table in front of her. “But what I doknow is that the next few hours are going to be torture.”

**

By the time the plane landed, Alix was eyeing the knife in her hand murderously, clearly plotting Lila and Alya’s murder, and Marinette had scribbled uselessly on 2 clean pages of paper because Lila’s voice was interrupting her inspiration.

“FINALLY!” Alix screamed, running around like a maniac. “FINALLY, WE GET TO LEAVE THOSE-” Yelling some extreme profanities, she continued, “BEHIND!”

Even though the attendants were eyeing the two of them like they were crazy, Marinette didn’t care because finally.

How did anyone believe Lila anyway?

**

The next day, Marinette argued with Chloe the better color for her new sketchbook at one of the gift shops near the Statue of Liberty. “Red it better because it’s so bright but not toobright. That way, if I don’t know where it is, I can just look. For. RED!”

Snatching the yellow one off the shelves, Chloe held it in front of Marinette’s eyes. “NO! Yellow! Red would just mergeinto your room because it’s pink, while yellow would be more obvious!”

“But yellow is too brightfor the night!”

Offended, Chloe gasped. “How dare you-”

Seeing as they were dragging the attention of other customers, Alix snatched both the books from their hands and put it on the counter. “Both of them, please.”

As they walked out of the stationary shop (Chloe and Marinette still arguing) the three of them spotted Lila, Alya, Mylene and Rose walking out of a boutique loaded with bags.

“I can’t believe they’re going shoppingwhen we’re supposed to be taking notes for the essay.” Alix muttered glaring at them with disgust.

Chloe smirked icily. “It doesn’t matter because when they fail the essay, it’ll be theirfault.”

Marinette and Chloe agreed to disagree in favor of scorning Lila and her cronies.

**

California was the funpart of the trip. With its beaches and just right weather, Marinette and crew set up their site somewhere on the beach.

They spent most of their days running around, playing games and in Marinette’s case being completely oblivious to the boys flirting with her.

Nevertheless, she couldn’t help wonder whyHawkmoth wasn’t striking. It had been 3 days now and yet there was no akuma. Perhaps he was giving hera break since Chat Noir didn’t show up to half the fights anyway.

It certainly wasn’t because Gabriel Agreste was frantically planning for his spring line of which the developments got delayed due to his…terrorizing activities.

Marinette made the most of the reprieve.

**

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng,” Chloe screeched. “I cannot believe you!”

They were in Metropolis now and Marinette was currently stuck inside a sideways bus.

How, you ask?

She saved a young girl from being the hostage of the villain. Unfortunately, because she wasn’t Ladybug then her reflexes weren’t as fast and now Marinette was stuck inside the bus being the villain’s hostage.

Just a regular day for her.

Along with Chloe, Alix was yelling, “Mari, what is wrong with you?”

“Marinette, is her name?” asked the terribly-dressed villain (seriously, was he color blind or something?), “Alrighty then! Superman!” he bellowed suddenly.

Superman appeared almost immediately and distracted the villain.

While,Superboypulled Marinette out and set her beside her friends where she was promptly pulled into a bone-crushing hug.

“Guys,” she gasped, exaggerating only slightly(read:a lot), “Can’t….breathe…need…to…breathe!”

Finally, they let her go and just before Superboy was about to take off, Marinette called out, “Thank you!”

In reponse, he merely tipped an imaginary hat.

**

Marinette muttered angrily while Kim and Alix rough-housed with each other blow some steam.

How could they? She fumed. How f*cking could they?

Their ‘class’ had left them behind in Gotham Park. And Mdm. Bustier (someteacher) hadn’t even bothered to do attendance to check if everyone was there.

Marinette would even go as far as to bet that Lilawas the one to engineer this.

“Look OUT!”

Yelping, Marinette tumbled down laughing when a Great Dane came jumping on her, licking her face.

Giggling, she ran her hands through his fur making no move to get up.

“Marinette!” Chloe gasped, running to her, “Are you okay?”

Still playing with the unnamed dog, Marinette giggled out a “Yes,”.

“Ms, I am sosorry,” a masculine voice gasped, evidently from running. “Titus, no. Bad-”

Marinette sat up slowly. “It’s fine, your dog – Titus, is it? – is really very cute.”

“Cute?” Surprise laced his tone. “Most people describe Titus as scary. I haven’t seen him take to someone so fast.”

Standing up with Chloe’s help, Marinette brushed her outfit and made eye contact with the man.

Her breath suddenly whooshedout of her chest.

And slowly, slowly but steadily, her pinkish red aura reached out and merged with his dark emerald one.

As Marinette watched in wonder, the two of them slowly formed a beautiful, breath-taking gold turning brighter and brighterand then it was gone.

The only sign it had been there was a little heart made out of a puff smoke – one side red, the other green.

“Oh my god, Mari,” Chloe breathed. “I think that’s your soulmate!”

You think?

◇─◇──◇─◇

When Damian went to walk Titus that afternoon, he expected it to go normally.

He certainly didn’t expect Titus to run off and then meet his soulmate all in one go.

Nevertheless, he swallowed thickly and introduced himself, “My name is Damian Wayne.”

His soulmate’s friends looked at him in shock but his soulmate didn’t have any such reaction. If she was surprised, she was doing a damn good job of hiding it. “Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”

“Marinette,” her glasses friend said, “Don’t you know who that is?”

She turned to him curiously. “He’s my soulmate, Max.”

The girl – familiar from somewhere, he thinks – slaps her forehead and pulls Marinette to her side while whispering something in her ear.

“Oh!” Marinette’s cheeks suddenly colored and she said, “I didn’t know you were theDamian Wayne, I just-”

Suddenly feeling nervous, Damian interrupted her. “It’s fine,” he said slightly harshly. “It was actually kind of refreshing to meet someone who didn’t know who I was.”

She started blushing all over again and he distantly thinks, it’s cute.

“What are you doing here, anyway?” Damian moved forward to try and dispel the awkward silence that had descended upon them. “I’ve never seen you here.”

“Well,” Marinette stutters, “We were actually on a school trip, but our teacher acci-”

“Since Mari’s too nice to tell you it objectively,” Her blonde friend interrupts, “I will. We were left behind by our teacher. Chloe Bourgeois.”

Chloe holds out her hand, eyes threatening and Damian takes it, equally cold.

Somehow sensing the tension between them, Marinette continues, “And we were supposed to go to WE but because they left us behind-”

“-we’re stuck here,” finished a pink-haired girl. “Alix Kubdel.”

Nodding towards her (she certainly seemed better than Chloe), Damian sends a small smile to his soulmate (his heart beat faster at the thought that he found his soulmate). “I can take you to WE if you want. But how did your teacher just forgetyou existed?”

Exchanging looks with her tall friend, Marinette gestures towards him and says, “Kim will tell you.”

**

By the time they have reached WE, Damian is fumingresisting the urge to go and murder this Lila Rossi and Adrien Agreste and the rest of their idiot classmates.

Whotells someone letting a pathological liar, lie and lie is taking the ‘high road’?

What kind of friends ditch someone who did so muchfor them just like that?

And the liar. Damian seethed at the thought of her. How dare she, how dare she targethissoulmate.

“Woah, Damian, man,” said Kim – the tall one, “You might want to calm down. You’re scaring the people.”

Breathe Damian. Breathe.

Inhaling with great difficulty, Damian said, “I am going to murderyour class and teacher. And I won’t even make it look like an accident.”

Chloe finally looked at him with something other than wariness as she murderously said, “I’ll help you.”

Marinette panicked looking at their serious expressions. “No! You guys can’t do that!”

“Watch me,” Damian snarled.

◇─◇──◇─◇

Richard Grayson considered himself to be a good person.

So,whothought he deserved this?

This being a class (and teacher) without braincells because they believe every damn word out of a patheticliar’s mouth. Seriously, hadn’t they heard of something called Google?

Oh, and as if thatwasn’t enough, the teacher had forgotten about 5 students and stated, “They are troublemakers anyway, we can start without them,”

Was she insane?

She was a goddamnteacher! Didn’t she know it was her jobto make sure they straightened out?

Gritting his teeth, he said with a patience did notfeel, “Mdm. Bustier, we cannotstart the tour without your missing students. You will have to findthem and get them here.”

So, here he was.

Waiting for the idiot of the teacher to try and get her students to WE.

Needless to say, he was elatedwhen the WE doors slammed open and Damian came striding in (even though he looked like he was about to murder someone).

“Lil’ D!” Dick yelled, hoping Damian saw the pleading in his eyes, “Come meet the class we’re touring today!”

Growling, Damian walked right passed him and glared icily at the class. “Which one of you is the liar?” he hissed, glaring at everyone.

When no one responded, Dick volunteered himself, “That one.”

Damian shot him a slightly thankful look and advanced to her. “You,” he spat. “Lie about my soulmate one more time and I’ll end you.”

Turning her nose up at him, she sniffled theatrically. “How dare you say that to me? My soulmate is Damian Wayne and he’ll have the Wayne lawyers on you in seconds.”

By now, everyone (employees included) had frozen, watching the drama eagerly. But when Lie-la said that.

Most people burst out laughing immediately, and Dick would have too, had she not said Damianwas her soulmate. “What do you mean, Mdm. Rossi, that Damian is your soulmate?”

Smirking triumphantly, her olive-green eyes sparkled maliciously as she said, “Damian Wayne is my soulmate.”

Woah.Shereallyhadn’t done her research. “Mdm. Rossi,” Dick said coldly. “Damian is not your soulmate.”

“And how would you know that?” An ombre-haired, glasses-wearing girl glared at him.

“Because,” he said coolly, “I am his brother andyou do realize that Damianwas the one to tell you to stay away from his soulmate?”

Lila paled and Dick felt satisfaction course through him.

But then he registered what Damian said. He had found his soulmate.

“Wait, Damian,” Dick asked turning to him, “Just whois your soulmate?”

“I am,” a female voice said. A short blue-haired girl with pale skin walked next to Damian and held out her hand. “Marinette Dupain-Cheng,”

Dick smiled at the girl and shook it firmly. “Dick Grayson.”

“But that’s not possible,” cried out the glasses-wearing girl, Alya. “Lilais Damian’s soulmate!”

Damian glared at her fiercely and she shrunk back. “I can assure you, Lila Rossi is most definitely notmy soulmate. Perhaps you should check everything she has said on Google. It doesexist you know.”

Alya quickly pulled out her phone and was probably searching up everything Lila told her.

The rest of her class watched her in tense silence and then backed away slowly as they saw the unbridled fury grow in her eyes. “You.” Alya hissed. “I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU!”

◇─◇──◇─◇

Marinette jumped when she felt a hand touch her elbow.

It was Adrien. “Marinette,” he hissed, “What are you doing? Why are you exposing Lila?”

“Oh, I don’t know, Adrien,” she said loudly, drawing the attention of Damian. “Maybe it’s because she’s been lying about me?”

“But she wasn’t-”

“Hurting anyone?” Marinette glared at him coldly. “She was, Adrien. Me.And you and your ‘high road’ bullshit can go and rot in hell for all I care.”

“Wait,” asked Nino, hurt evident in his expression. “Adrien knewall this time?”

Chloe smiled icily. “Yes. He didn’t wantto expose Lie-la because she wasn’t ‘hurting anyone’,”

And then suddenly, the entire class was rounding on Adrien, who was frantically trying to explain his actions.

In the chaos, no one noticed Lila advance closer and closer to Marinette.

She jumped onto her and screeched, “MARINETTE DUPAIN-CHENG,I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”

Lilaattemptedto try and choke Marinette but said girl was quicker, stronger and smarter.

Marinette quickly backed away and flipped her onto her back, pinning Lila’s wrists together.

“Let me go!”Lila was thrashing around trying to get out of Marinette’s hold.

“Mdm. Rossi, you are under arrest for assault and attempted murder,” came the cool voice of an unfamiliar officer.

As one of his men handcuffed Lila, Damian wrapped Marinette into a warm hug. He opened his mouth to say something but Alya interrupted him.

“Marinette!” she called. “I’m so sorry! Can you give me an interview with theDamian Wayne?”

Marinette goggled at her, unable to process what she said. Turning to Chloe, she asked, “Did she actually just saythat?”

“Well?” Alya tapped her foot impatiently and Marinette glared at her.

“No,Alya, I will notgive you an interview with Damian,” she hissed.

Alya looked gobsmacked. “But…why? I’m your best friend!”

“Best friend?” Marinette laughed. “Best friends don’t leave each other when the next shiny thing comes around. Best friends don’t ditch other. Best friends don’t believe a liar over each other. And besides,” she added sweetly. “Youare not my best friend. Chloeis.”

Chloe beamed at her.

“Alright,” Dick clapped. “I know this must be a nasty shock-”

Damian snorted quietly when he said that.

“-but we must continue with the tour!”

Marinette shot him an amused look.

At least everything was right in her world.

the great guardian | daminette

Word Count: +2k

summary: the assassin bows his head. “yes. the great guardian of the miraculous is currently in new york city.”

ao3|wattpad | masterlist | prompts

part 2

Damian Al-Ghul eyes the assassin in front of him. “Are you sure?” he asks with no semblance of emotion.

The assassin bows his head. “Yes. The Great Guardian of the Miraculous is currently in New York City.”

“And what does the Guardian do?”

“The Guardian has a business she owns – designing for various…celebrities,” The assassin displays disgust at the word, but Damian ignores it.

“And her name?” he asks.

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”

Pursing his lips, Damian motions for him to leave. “Leave. And permit no one to enter.”

Bowing once again, the assassin leaves the room and shuts it behind him.

Damian rubs his temple, wondering just howhe could kidnap the Great Guardian of the Miraculous. She had the most powerful miraculous in her hands, and if he was not stealthy enough, the Guardian would detect him.

Yes,him.

Damianwas going to go and kidnap her for the miraculous. But the plan would have to be flawless and well executed.

So far, no one knew of his idea and Damian planned to keep it that way.

Now, back to the plan…

◇─◇──◇─◇

A few weeks later…

Marinette smiles brightly (and fakely) feeling her cheeks hurt with how hardshe was smiling.

Once she walked into her office, she slams the door shut and slides against it.

Her shaking shoulders and telltale sting in her eyes tell her that she’s about to start crying again.

“Why?” Marinette whispers to the room. “Why did he have to do it now?”

‘He’ was Adrien Agreste, her ex-fiancé.

The previous night, he had broken off their engagement for reasons Marinette couldn’t fathom to understand.

**

Smiling stiffly, Marinette smiles for the cameras outside the restaurant.

“That’s right,” Adrien whispers into her ears, also waving for the paparazzi. “You’re doing great!”

Marinette says nothing, somewhat annoyed at him for ruining what was supposed to be a privatedinner.

After 10 minutes of constant smiling, she finally relaxes into the limo. “Done,” she groans.

Adrien looks at her with an odd look in his eye. Then, Marinette didn’t realize what it meant.

As the car glides to her apartment, Marinette discusses her latest designs for her business. “-And if I finish it, it would be a huge boost!” she finishes excitedly.

“A boost you wouldn’t needif you joined Gabriel.” Adrien points out – for the millionth time – and Marinette sighs.

“Adrien,” she says, “We’ve discussed this. I am notgoing to be joining Gabriel as one of the designers. I have my own dreams to fulfill.”

And later, as Marinette reflects, this is what made him snap.

He stiffens up and they sit in uncomfortable silence for the rest of the ride.

Once they reach her apartment, Adrien asks her, “Marinette, would you mind if I came to drop you off?”

“No, of course not,” she says, oblivious to what comes next.

Inside her apartment, Adrien looks at her. “Marinette,” he begins in the patronizing tone she hates. “I’m giving you a choice.”

She stares at him. “What choice?”

He breathes in. “Either, you join Gabriel and we can continue our relationship or…”

“Or what?” Marinette asks, still not completely sure what’s happening.

“Or it’s the end.” Adrien finishes, looking at her with those hopeful green eyes as he was expecting her to choose the first option.

As if he was thinking she would give up her dreams, something she spent yearsmaking true, just for him.

“What are you doing, kid?” Plagg flies out of Adrien’s pocket and glares at him.

Adrien looks at Plagg as is he’s the one being stupid. “I’m giving Marinette a choice.”

“A choice between youand her job?What’swrongwith you kid?” Plagg asks bluntly.

Apparently, his owner is unwilling to listen and snaps, “Shut up, Plagg.”

As Plagg opens his mouth to speak, Adrien says it again. “Plagg. I order you to shut up.”

The kwami’s mouth snaps shut.

Marinette’s jaw drops open and Tikki and the other kwami’s fly out in indignation.

“Adrien,” Marinette asks sternly, “Whatare you doing?”

“Marinette,” Adrien says as if that will excuse what he’s done, “I gave you a choice. You pick.”

Seething now, Marinette glares at him. “I pick-”

“Me right?” Adrien asks excitedly, as if she would actuallydo that after what he’s done in the last past 5 minutes.

“No,” Marinette hisses. “Ipick my business.”

Now it’s Adrien’s turn to be shocked. “What?” he gasps. “But what about us-”

Practically fuming now, Marinette advances on him. “I wasn’t the one who gave the ultimatum Adrien. You were. And you can take it back how much you want. But Iwon’t be coming back.”

She snatches the ring on her finger and slams it onto her table, feeling spiteful satisfaction when it shatters to pieces.

An analogy of their relationship really.

“Nowget out.” Marinette dares him to try and fight her.

Still shocked, Adrien walks backwards, towards the door. “Come on, Plagg.”

Plagg tries to say something, but all that comes out is a muffled noise.

Enraged, Marinette snaps her fingers and he can speak again.

“You wish, kid,” Plagg hisses flying to the rest of the kwamis.

Adrien glares at him – as if he ownsPlagg, “Plagg, I orderyou to come with me!”

But nothing happens because Marinette has snatched the ring from Adrien’s hand. “Out.”

“But my miracu-” he stutters, looking at her with betrayal.

Later on, she will laugh bitterly at the irony.

“OUT!” Marinette yells, but yetAdrien still tries.

“Marinette-”

And for the first time in Marinette’s entire time, she’s had the Ladybug Miraculous, Tikki yells.

Boy, does she yell.

“GET OUT OF HER HOUSE!” Tikki screeches. “GET OUT NOWADRIEN AGRESTE OR I SWEAR I WILL MURDERYOU,RIGHT NOW!”

Adrien hightails out.

And hours after he has left, Marinette is sobbing with the kwamis trying to comfort her.

**

Coming back to the present, Marinette wishes she hadn’t left Tikki behind today. For two reasons really, 1) she could reallyuse her support and 2) Marinette felt like she was being watched.

Instead, Marinette tries to think about what Tikki would have said. He isn’t worth your tears, Marinette, she would say fiercely, you deserve so much better than him.

Yes, Marinette thinks, standing up and smoothing her clothes out, Tikki would say that.

Walking to her desk, Marinette opens up her laptop and while waiting she organizes her desk.

She pauses when she sees a dark shape behind her.

What in the kwam-

Spinning around, Marinette gives her attacker a solid punch in the jaw, smirking triumphantly when she hears himcurse loudly.

But it was far too soon, because later, to the smell of chloroform, Marinette falls into the waiting arms of unconsciousness.

◇─◇──◇─◇

Damian rubs the ice pack over his jaw thoughtfully, while assessing the short woman tied to the chair.

She is stronger than she looks, he thinks thoughtfully.

He smiles wryly, remembering the solid, surprise punch to the jaw she gave him.

When she starts to stir, Damian immediately makes his face blank and sets the ice pack down.

“Where am I?” she mumbles and he is momentarily thrown off by the innocence in her voice. For some reason, it appealsto him.

Clearing his throat, Damian waits for her to open her eyes before addressing her. “You,” he says coldly, “Are in the lair of the League of the Assassins.”

She stiffens up immediately and her eyes (beautiful ones) become glaciers. “Why?” she hisses. “The Order has done nothing to you.”

“Exactly,” Damian says walking closer to her. “Nothing.Zero. Zip. Nada. I wish to know why.”

She glares at him, subtly (but not subtle enough) trying to loosen her bonds. “And so, you kidnappedme?”

“Yes,” Damian says casually. “And I also want the Miracle Box.”

Her back straightens defiantly. “What makes you think Ihave it?”

Laughing softly, Damian looks at her. “You don’t think I would have done my research, Marinette Duoain-Cheng, Ladybug, former superheroine of Paris?”

She doesn’t look to surprised at the use of her name and alias. “I was hoping,” she admitted, “Damian Al-Ghul.”

And Damian can safely say he is shockedshe managed to get his real name. He made sure to keep it a secret.

“Interesting,” he says, walking around her. “Bit you still didn’t answer my question. Whereis the Miracle Box?”

Marinette tips her head back and gives him a cocky smirk (and for some reason Damian wants to kiss it of her lips). “What makes you think Ihave it? After all, if you know I was Ladybug, then you mustknow I had a partner too?”

He doesn’t miss the emphasis on ‘had’. Damian wonders if it has something to do with the momentary weakness she displayed once she was in her office.

His expression shifts uncomfortably, feeling like he wanted to murder the one who made her so…weak.

It disappears in a flash.

Replying as cockily as her, Damian smirks. “Unlikely because Wang Fu trusted you much more than your partner and fiancé, Adrien Agreste also known as Chat Noir.”

“Ex-fiancé,” she says almost angrily and then Marinette snaps her mouth shut as if she hadn’t meant to say that.

Quirking an eyebrow at her, Damian says, “This must be recent development because otherwise it would be all over the news.”

She rolls her eyes at that. “Yeah, because Adrien just hadto make us look good for the press,” she mumbles, apparently unaware he can hear her.

Ignoring the ugly feeling in his stomach, Damian eyes her thoughtfully. Perhaps if he opened her up more, she would give him more information about the Box.

(Definitely not because he wanted to know more about her)

“Tell me more,” he orders her.

◇─◇──◇─◇

Marinette doesn’t understand why she’s doing this.

Thisbeing opening up to Damian Al-Ghul, her quite literally arch enemy.

But here she was, telling him all about her issues with Adrien and how they broke up.

“-And then, he gave mean ultimatum – either I join Gabrielor we break up! And then when P-”

Marinette pauses abruptly. Shit. How could she have fallen for this trick?

He must have noticed the tear tracks on her face, she thinks.

“And then?” Damian looks at her with interest – interest that is faked, she tells herself firmly.

Realizing she should probably continue so as to not arouse his suspicion, Marinette says, “He did something I couldn’t forgive. So, I broke off the engagement.”

“There’s more to the story,” Damian says, no demands.

Marinette shrugs – or as much as she could in her bonds. “That’s all I’m willing to tell you.”

Damian presses his lips together and it draws her attention to them.

They look soft, she thinks longingly and almost immediately snaps out of it.

“Fine,” Damian snaps. “I’ll let you go.”

Marinette gapes at him as he rummages around his desk for a knife.

Quickly, he pulls one out and she stiffens. What if he’s going to kill her?

But that would defeat his purpose, she reasons. But isn’t letting her go alsodefeating his purpose?

She waits, her heart thumping, and Marinette feels her muscles become slack with shock when he actuallycuts her loose.

Unsure, why he is doing this, warily Marinette gets up and promptly tumbles into his chest.

“Mmph,” she says and she feels her cheeks color in a way they haven’t since Adrien.

Damian’s arms are wrapped around her and she can smell the scent of the cologne he uses.

Backing off, Marinette winces as she rubs her wrists. “Why are you doing this?” she misses Damian’s eyes tracking her wrists and then him cringing at her wince.

“Because I want to,” he says brusquely.

Glaring at him defiantly, she replies, “That’s no answer.”

“No, it’s not,” Damian agrees. “But if you want to escape, now’s the time.” He gestures to the door.

Marinette wastes no time, launching herself out and then taking off into the streets of New York.

Thank Kwami Damian took her somewhere familiar, she thinks as Marinette runs through the streets zigzagging for the benefit of any followers.

Taking the longer route to her apartment, Marinette stares at the Kwamis wide-eyed. “You will neverbelieve what happened to me.”

**

That night, as Marinette lay in bed, she wonders why Damian Al-Ghul of all people let her go.

Little does she know, said man is wondering the same thing himself.

Why did he let her go?

Ladybug groans her face in a pillow as she freaks out a little a lot.

“How’d you figure it out? I’m not that obvious, am I? Do you think he knows? He can’t know, that would be awful- ohhhh NonononononoNOnonononooooo. No. Please, tell me he doesn’t know.” Ladybug is laying face down on the couch in the living room of Titans Tower, Beast Boy smirking down at her reaction to being found out. The boy just brought up her rather obvious crush, and now the Parisian hero is a little panicked. If Beast Boy noticed who else did? Everyone on the team is really smart.

The Parisian joined the Titans over a year ago after asking the Justice League for help. She fits into the team’s dynamic really well, playing video games with Beast Boy and Kid Flash; hanging out with Star and binging rom-coms; Raven was a tough nut to crack but didn’t seem to mind hanging out. They did get along but respected that they just had very different interests.

Robin is a completely different story, at first he was rude but the bluenette was stubborn. She wasn’t going to deal with his bratty attitude, she sticks up for her herself. At some point, the Parisian earns his respect. They became friends over time, working well together though Robin insisted they train so she could improve her technique.

“It’s kinda obvious for me, but he’s pretty dense. Bats are always idiots when it comes to emotions n’ stuff.” The young Parisian hero looks up from her pillow.    

“I know that… he’s my best friend. Friend- Merde. What if he sees me just as a friend!?” The bluenette’s hands go to her hair, eyes blown wide. It takes everything in Beast Boy not to laugh at how blind the girl is being. Does she not see how smitten the fourth Robin is for her? That he acts more like a human being when she’s around?

“No, what if all he ever sees in me is a friend? This isn’t good, then we’ll never date and he’s just so datable. Have you seen the way his nose crinkles when he tastes something he doesn’t like, holding it until it goes away? And the way he swoops his hair, I’d bet it’s soft. And he’s so strong-”

“Ew. I have ears, please don’t-” Ladybug doesn’t seem to hear him, continuing her rant. 

“And then one day I’ll have to watch him fall for someone, I think I already have. It’s awful- not that I’m not happy he’s happy, because I am- but I think he likes Raven. They spend so much time together, sneaking off sometimes.”

“I bet they like each other, how could I compete with her. She’s amazing, and- and I’m not.” The bluenette’s tone goes from one of acceptance to defeat.

“Oh, okay, we got serious. Uh- don’t cry.” When he and Raven went over the plan, they hadn’t covered the possibility of a) Ladybug thinking Robin and Raven were a thing; or b) that Ladybug would compare herself to Raven. The Parisian is always so self-confident and optimistic, perfect even- she never lets anyone get her down. She huffs at his less than helpful response.

“I’m not gonna cry. It’s just, why would he like me? I’m pretty sure he thinks I’m annoying.” The girl stands pacing, trying to decipher the enigma that is Robin. The girl’s moods changes at the drop of a dime, leaving Beast Boy to try and play catch-up.

“Am I  annoying to him? Probably. Raven is so calm and nice, he has no reason not to like her.”

“That’s definitely not true, if he thinks that he would tell you.” She nods, sitting on the couch, leaning on her hands. His words help a little but a girl’s mind is her worst enemy, all the worst ‘what if’s’ popping into her brain like spam mail in an already full mailbox.

This is going to take more intervention than he thought.





“You’re ridiculous, that isn’t true.”

“You’re just blind, and as you would say- 'you’re too close.’” Robin rolls his eyes, Raven is sitting on her bed as Robin looks at her, standing.

“All I’m saying is-”

“I understand what you said, you don’t need to repeat it. All I’m saying is-” He mocks, “- that it’s highly unlikely she’d be interested in me.” This time Raven rolls her eyes, he really is an idiot.

“How can I prove it to you- just ask her out. She’ll say yes.”

“I don’t trust you, you have no proof.”

“Fine. Don’t believe me, but mark my words, if you wait too long she might settle for someone else. You heard her complain about being mobbed on Valentines day last year.”

“Whatever, she didn’t like any of them.”

“Yeah, because she likes you.” Robin glares at Raven as he walks out of her room to go train. Robin first saw her as annoying but she grew on him. He mistook his interest in her as friendship until Raven commented on his liking their latest addition without telling her. It went downhill from there, now it’s like he can’t get her off his mind.

He tried to deny it, reason a way out of the conclusion. Raven did her best to encourage him but she was getting nowhere, the entire team was frustrated because both refused to see what was staring them right in the face. 





Beast Boy and Raven meet with Starfire after both Ladybug and Robin go back to their respective home cities.

“What did you the learn?” Beast Boy speaks up first, recounting his confronting Ladybug about it. 

“She’s got it bad, thinks he and Raven are into each other." 

"Robin is convinced she doesn’t like him. He doesn’t want to get rejected so he refuses to ask her out.”

“How can we tell him she likes him that he actually does the listening?”

“He’d only be convinced if he heard her say it.” Raven reasons, knowing how blind and hard headed Robin is.

“There’s no way she’ll fess-up, she’s too insecure. Even if we convinced her that Robin wasn’t into you.”

“I wish the little D could just hear her say it in passing. He would ask without fear and she’d get to date him without putting herself out there.” Beast Boy can already see it, it’s the perfect plan. 

“I’m sure I could get her to talk about it in the hall, you could get him close enough to hear?” Beast Boy offers, it could work but they can’t see each other.

“We’ll use the hallways on the fifth floor, that are separated by a wall and meet towards the elevator?”

“Sounds great, Mama.” Raven rolls her eyes at his nickname for her. Starfire looks between the two before abruptly standing, trying to hide her smile.

“Yes, well, I must attend to some dishes. Farewell.” The two shared a look. Perhaps it isn’t only Robin and Ladybug that need to come clean.

“We gotta say something sooner than lat-”

“I know, but not yet. We could use this to our advantage…”





“Right? So I had to go all the way to the other side of the city to deliver this banner, it was worth it though. The skater friend won.”

“Do they still race? You said this was a normal way to spend your weekend.”

“O-oh well, I don’t see them much anymore.” Ladybug’s shoulders turn inwards, looking to the floor. Robin hates the small frown on her lips, he knows better than to pry but maybe if he got some more information he could help.

“How come?”

“Just, time. Grew apart I guess.”

“You’re an awful liar.”

“I take that as a compliment!” Ladybug defended, smiling slightly. “You see, while Mr.-Tall,-Dark,-Handsome,-and-Mysterious is making up lies he has to keep straight I’m simply seen as an airhead that forgets her phone everywhere she goes!”

“You’re even worse at changing the subject.” Ladybug’s smile falters.

“Hehe, yeah, have you seen Star? She said she had the cutest picture of you asleep in your costume with some dog.” Robin crosses his arms, why is she avoiding the subject?

“I have plenty of pictures of 'the dog’ but please-” He pats the seat next to him on his bed, “-elaborate on this 'growing apart’ situation.” He isn’t going to give in, he has that face he used to do during training when she was too tired to get up. Ladybug sit, plopping onto the bed her arms spread across the comfortable fabric of the duvet.

“I can’t say much, just that they don’t want to be friends with me anymore. None of them do.”

“Who’s none of them?”

“My friends. All of them, only one does but they 'can’t’ be my friend. He just doesn’t have enough of a backbone.”

“Surely you have other friends besides the mindless heathens.”

“School and hero duties add up, I hardly have enough time to keep up with my jobs. I don’t have time for that, and they could get suspicious, notice the patterns where my old friends would see the clumsy forgetful me.” He nods, laying on his back and turning to look her in the eye.

“At least I have you guys.” She smiles, brushing some hair from Robin’s forehead. It feels nice.

“If it were up to me-”

“It isn’t, and it’s best not to dwell. Come on, bird boy, let’s get a snack.”

“Right, but none of that hot chocolate nonsense.” She rolls her eyes, she’ll get him to try it. One day.

“Are we sure this is gonna work?” Beast Boy is unsure, Raven hadn’t seen the way Ladybug reacted, it was like no matter what he said her mind found some way to turn it into a bad thing, like she could only see the worst in a situation. It was completely unlike her.

“Yes.”

“But-”

“No 'but’s’, this will give Robin the push he needs to ask her out. She’ll say yes. End of story.”

“Then why are we planning the the thing with the mo-”

“In case he’s more dense than humanly possible and because it’s time people knew.”

“Right… I’ll wait till ten minutes from now to get her to walk past, you have till then to get him there, we’ll take two laps just in case.” Raven nods before going to look for Robin. She finds him in the living room, reading a book. 

“Come.” Raven turns around and makes her way towards the elevator, he catches up and they ride to the fifth floor. They exit and hide behind the designated wall. 

“You are not to make a sound, simply wait and listen.”

They wait.

And listen.

It takes ten minutes for something to happen, the elevator bell rings and opens at their floor. Raven motions for him to stay quiet. Robin hears to footsteps as someone sighs.

”-How could I not? He’s just so- dreamy.“

"Ew. Why do you even like him? You’re too nice for him.”

“I am not 'too nice’ and Robin is not mean… He’s just… gruff- yeah, gruff, at first. But you should have seen how cute it was when we were talking about something and I was laying and he laid down next to me and there was hair blocking his eyes a little so I swiped it out of the way and it was so soft.” She says it all in one breath which should be concerning if Robin’s attention wasn’t being taken up by trying to not freak out. His eyes wide, back pressed against the wall so as not to get caught. She keeps talking, he has to hear more.

She sounds so sure of her affection, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. She likes him? Like to date? Raven is right? This is impossible, but it was happening. She’s ranting about things not even he notices about himself like they’re the most amazing things in the world.

“And have you seen him smile? And his laugh, it’s one of my favorite things about him. And did you notice the way he always perks up when there’s a happy animal on the television, like it reminds him of something- I’d bet he has an animal. I wish I could have a pet.” They kept walking, she kept rambling about him, his hair, his smile, the way he walked. He heard the voices fade at she and Beast Boy kept walking.

“I told you.” Robin didn’t even have a response, she feels the same way?

“She likes me?”

“You’ve got to be joking, after all that, you still don’t believe it?”

“Shut up, I’m processing.” Raven crosses her arms, impatiently waiting, they’ll loop back soon.

“She likes me.”

“Just keep listening.” Ladybug and Beast Boy came back into earshot. When they got closer, Beast Boy cut her off when she starts going off topic about his hair.

“So if he asked you out, what would you do?” Robin hears them stop, she makes a high pitched whine he knows means she’s flustered, she used to do it every time he glared her down and got a little too close, at the time, an unknown symptom of his attraction towards the heroine.

“I mean, if I could speak- I’d say yes but I’d probably freak out and fall or trip over my words. It doesn’t matter, he wouldn’t ask. Why in the world would he like me?” Raven has to remind Robin to stay quiet and hidden with a shushing motion and a hand to his shoulder. He stays in place despite the fact that he wanted to list every reason why he would. His stupid monkey brain thought of kissing her to drive his point home but shoos the intrusive thought away.

“Right, and what you’d kiss him?” It was like his teammate is reading his stupid, teenage mind.

“Pretending he liked me back? I mean, I could go on about his li-”

“Please don’t.” The bluenette laughs with him.

“Ah! I have to go meet Robin for training. Bye!”

“Later.” The girl’s footsteps disappear as the elevator door arrives and carries her towards the training room.

“Dude you better not say she doesn’t like you again.” Beast Boy sad, knocking on the wall to get his attention.

“Why don’t you just ask her?”

“Yes, the little D, she will the gladly accept.” Kor'i appears out of nowhere, he hates when she hovers like that. He can never tell where she is. He glares at them all, he’s late to meet with Ladybug. How in the world is he going to face her after that, it was so wrong to have listened. She hadn’t meant for him to hear those things. Robin is filled with guilt as he walks into the waiting elevator and nears the training room. Ladybug is there smiling and slightly pink, likely from their teammate’s questions.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes.” He couldn’t tell her he heard, she’ll get embarrassed. He can’t act on it either, she sounds busy enough as is. He would just be in the way.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.” He snaps at her this time, the rest of their training session is silent. She leaves back to Paris as soon as her shift is over, not staying to speak with Robin like she usually does. No one is amused by his behavior.

“What the hell? You get the confirmation you’ve been needing to finally ask her out and you start acting like you hate her?” Beast Boy finally exclaims, Raven kicks him under the chair.

“It’s none of your business, and none of you should have interfered. I was not meant to hear any of that, she doesn’t have time for me anyways.” Robin gets up from his seat and walks towards the zeta-tube.

After that, things get a little better. Robin isn’t rude or snappy to her but they don’t talk or have their little one on one training sessions. Ladybug does everything in her power to try and rebuild the bridge she didn’t know had been burnt. She doesn’t know what she did wrong, what she said, what happened made Robin want to avoid her like the plague.

Is he going to leave her too?

No. It doesn’t matter that he probably put two and two together and knows she likes him, that he probably likes someone else, he is her friend at the very least, it might not be enough but it’s something.

Ladybug gathers her courage, waiting for him to pass the one place she knows she can get him. Waiting right at a corner, she hears him coming. She wants to laugh when he slows, always knowing when she tries to sneak up on him, but this time she holds it in. Reminding herself of why she’s there.

Just as he comes into range, she turns the corner and faces him. 

Her face is angry, no, pissed. Her eyebrows scrunched, a deep frown replacing the usual smile, she shoves a finger onto his chest. He always knew she was there but her expression, it’s hurt and angry and world ending- his world to be specific.

“What is your deal? What the hell did I do to you that you won’t even talk to me anymore? What did I say? Why do you suddenly hate me?”

“I-”

“I mean, one day we’re laughing and talking, and I tell you about what happened with my friends, and then the next you don’t even bother to greet me!” She berates him in French, she gets more passionate about her speech until she’s out of gas. At least, that’s what he thinks.

“It’s disrespectful and hurtful! You don’t just drop someone because they did something to upset you, you try to fix it. You try to work through it!” 

“I-”

“What? You what? I told you about my friends, not only did I put a lot of trust in you for that- it could have pointed towards my identity if I slipped up. You’re too easy to talk to. And don’t you dare say that this is just how you are because we both know you’ve been off lately. So just tell me! Tell me you hate me, tell me you want space, tell me somethings wrong or that I did something but just don’t shrug this off. You are too important to me to just let this go!” He can see the unshed tears in her eyes, why is she crying? Why does he have to make her cry? He doesn’t deserve her tears, her affection, he doesn’t deserve her. 

“I just- I think you can do better. I’m not a good enough companion.” Robin refused to use the word friend, she isn’t his friend, she’s so much more than that. A rouge tear falls, her face incredulous.

“What?”

“You sound busy enough, you’d be better off spending your time with someone else.” Robin doesn’t look her in the eye, it’s the honest truth but he can’t stand looking at her so upset. 

Ladybug is at a loss, that’s why he’s upset? Because he thinks she was wasting her time? That he wasn’t good enough for her to spend her time with?

It’s like a switch flips, her anger melting away. Her jabbing finger falls.

“Who could be better?” She hugs him, Damian does have some experience from Grayson so he awkwardly returns the favor. The far shorter girl sniffles once before pulling back with a smile.

Robin feels a pang in his chest, he made her cry. She wipes away the unshed tears from the corners of her eyes, glad to have the mess over and done with. He vows never to do so ever again.

“I never wanna hear you say that you’re anything less than the best, c'mon time to get your butt handed to you.”

“Spar?”

“You wish.” Robin sighed, she always beats him in video games. As they walk, the alarm blares. There’s an attack somewhere. The duo runs towards the living room, Starfire is already there with Beast Boy, Raven, and Kid Flash.

“We’ve got two. There’s some kind of monster tearing through down town, we need to stop them.”

“And the other?” Robin asks.

“Paris, akuma.” Ladybug groans, like she always does. She runs off towards the zeta tubes with a wave goodbye. Time to deal with the mangy cat’s puns.

Robin and the rest of the team walk back into Titan Tower expecting to see Ladybug waiting for them, she always gets back before them in situations like this. Kid Flash speeds off after grabbing his things saying he’s late to something, as usual. Beast Boy limps, most of his weight supported by Raven as they make their way towards the med bay. 

Robin and Starfire sit in the living room, she shows him photos of Dick in ridiculous sleeping positions or mid fall but Robin is on edge. Why isn’t she back yet?

Of course, he gets an immediate answer. Ladybug’s distress signal goes off, he and Star are off without a moment’s hesitation. Jumping into the zeta-tubes, worry for their teammate clear. After over a year of working with her she’s never used the distress button. The machine powers up and blinds them, Damian jams a communicator in his ear and tunes in to the local news station. He hears where Ladybug is and he and Starfire set off in search for the girl. Paris is bright, people stop and stare as the heroes make their way towards the Eiffel tower.

Robin’s mind is hyper focused and clouded at the same time, he knows he has to be at his best to help Ladybug so he shoves all that annoying emotion in a stupid box, shuts it, locks it, and pushes it into a dark little corner. They arrive at the lawn of the Eiffel tower.

Looking exhausted, Ladybug charges the villain. A blond boy in a black cat suit is flung at her with ease. The monster tries to throw a bus full of people at the two as Ladybug tries to get the boy off, he doesn’t seem to care, trying to hug the girl. Robin feels his chest tighten in jealousy.

Robin motions towards the bus, Starfire flies past and catches the bus mid air. The dark haired teenage boy is quick to lift the ill equipped partner he’s heard so verymuch about off Ladybug.

“I believe she is trying to get up.” He drops the boy to the side before offering a hand to Ladybug.

“Hello, again.” Ladybug smiles up at him, taking Robins hand. Pulling her up, the two stand close together. Staring.

“Hi.”

“Shall we get back to the task at hand?!” Starfire asks, mid battle with the monster when Ladybug and Robin snap back to reality. They join the fight, Chat sticks to the sidelines with a pout. The monster is tough, she only pressed the panic button in fear of the hostages being injured or killed. Even if they were physically healed by the miraculous cure it’s traumatizing.

The battle doesn’t last very long, the monster is extremely susceptible to Robin’s ice capsules, and is no match for Kor'i’s strength.

Ladybug is relieved when she sees the purified akuma flap away.

“Miraculous Ladybug!” The bluenette was able to use her lucky charm quickly enough, she’d say thank you before giving Tikki food and returning to the tower to finish her shift.

“Well done.”

“Thank you, you weren’t too bad yourself.” Marinette smiles back to the far taller boy.

“Will you be returning to the tower? Should we wait for you?”

“You are the kidding, yes? We are in Paris! I’d like to go the shopping!” Ladybug laughed.

“With what money? My brother’s card is rather telling. As is your own.”

“I suppose you are correct.”

“Don’t worry, Starfire, we can go on a shopping day soon.” The girl smiled.

“Yes, the little D, would you join us? Raven may join as well, yes, Ladybug? Girls day!”

“I do not qualify as a girl.”

“Little D?” Ladybug asks, smiling softly before bursting into laughter. “I need to go help the victim and recharge. I’ll see you back at the tower.” Ladybug turns to leave but comes face to face with Chat. 

“What are you doing here? We don’t need you.” He directs his comments to both of the American heroes but mostly towards Robin. Ladybug pinches the bridge of her nose.

“We are members of the Teen Titans, we were asked to come. Now if you’ll excuse us-”

“What? Who asked you to come here. My lady and I would never-”

“I did, and I am not 'your lady’ you need to stop with the names and trying to distract me mid-battle, Chat.” 

“But-” Ladybug gives the mangy cat no time to explain, cutting in with no patience.

“No ‘but’s, you almost got us and all those hostages killed. Go. Home.” The tro of Titan’s walk away, it’s best not to give the boy anymore attention.

"We should do it now.”

“What’d you mean? He’s still acting like he can’t stand her.”

“No, they made up. I heard her yelling at him about it. He caved pretty quickly after that. We do it tonight, no more sneaking around and hopefully they get together.” Beast Boy nods, watching Raven ice his ankle for him.

“Thanks, mama.”

“… You’re welcome.” He smiles flicking some water on his girlfriend, she looks at him with a sad excuse for a glare.

“Alright, the ice should stay. Let’s go see if she’s back.” Raven makes sure to keep Beast Boy off his ankle, quickly shooing him off to the empty living room couch. They don’t wait long for Robin, Starfire, and Ladybug to return.

“Thanks again for coming to help, guys.” Starfire smiles. Robin nods.

“It was our pleasure, what shall we do now?”

“Movie?” Beast Boy asks, getting immediate yeses from the girls.

“I’ll pass-”

“Come on.” Raven complains, the guy can be such a pain.

“tt, no. That doesn’t work on me.”

“Pretty please?” Starfire asks. She pulls out the baby doll eyes and a pout.

“No, the physical appearance of the 'please’ makes no difference-”

“Please?” Ladybug pulls out all the stops, she looks him right in the eyes, those big, blue, innocent eyes were so sad and pretty, she shuffles a foot, her hands behind her back. Her bottom lip juts out ever so slightly as her torso sways back and forth. His response is immediate.

“Yes.” Ladybug grins in victory, Damian doesn’t get the chance to backpedal.

“Yay!” Starfire quickly steals Robin’s usual seat. Raven and Beast Boy take up one side of the couch, Robin and Ladybug take up the other. Everyone bickers and argues over which movie to watch until Robin gets annoyed and plays one of the few movies he can bear. Lion King.

Throughout the duration of the film, Beast Boy slowly pushes Ladybug closer to him laying longways until he takes up the majority of the couch. Ladybug is squished against Robin, their arms pressing uncomfortably against each other. Deciding to test the waters, Robin wraps an arm around the Parisian’s shoulder. The lights were off but the girl’s blush is obvious. She has yet to move, he feels her glance in the opposite direction for a moment before leaning onto him.

Damian wasn’t freaking out… Okay, Damian was only freaking out a little. He didn’t do well last time he saw she likes him. What should he do now? An annoying and sarcastic voice told him not to ignore her but they weren’t much help. The little Grayson in Damian’s mind told him to pull her a little closer, maybe kiss her head to make his intentions more clear. She still isn’t aware of his affection towards her. He does the first, he could all but see the little Grayson smiling. Robin has no clue what to do next so he just does his best to watch the movie.

The lights come on far too soon, Ladybug doesn’t move to get off him until she notices the lights turn on. She blushes that adorable shade of pink. That’s when he sees it, just behind a blushing bluenette is Raven snuggling with Beast Boy as if it’s the most normal thing in the world. His brows furrow, his arm falls of Ladybugs shoulder. It was clear this isn’t a one time thing or anything of the sort. They know exactly what they’re doing, they’ve been seeing each other and she didn’t tell him. After all the times he spoke about Ladybug, she didn’t care to mention her own relationship.

Ladybug follows his line of sight, her posture goes from relaxed to tense.

To Marinette it’s like confirmation to something she knew all along, he likes Raven. Maybe he only wrapped his arm around her because of how squished they were. Which means she completely misread the situation and leaned onto him when he was just trying to be comfortable.

“I knew it!” Starfire exclaims, beaming. Raven just looks away trying or hide her small smile. Ladybug is happy their happy but Robin just walks away, his face neutral. She hates when he makes that face. Soon Starfire has to leave and Beast Boy hobbles to his room, ankle still tender.

Ladybug’s overthinking keeps her in place, staring at her hands. She doesn’t even notice that Raven is still in the room with her.

“You should go talk to him.”

“W-what? Me? No, he doesn’t want to talk to me.” Ladybug tried to say no but she couldn’t help but be worried for Robin. Raven gives her a look, she relents.

“Fine.” Ladybug drags herself to where she knows he’ll be. He was always on the roof when he has to think. She mentally prepares herself for an undeniable, verbal confirmation that he doesn’t like her, she forces herself to go- to be there for him.

“Go away.” Damian is in no mood to deal with Raven, how could she not tell him?

“You can’t get rid of a bug that easily, Rob.” He chastises himself for being rude to Ladybug again, at least she doesn’t sound upset because of it. She doesn’t say anything, sitting next to him as they look over the brightly lit cityscape.

“Wanna talk about it?” He doesn’t respond. The little Grayson, encouraged by the success of last time, tries to get Damian to hold her hand. Their hands were so close, just a few inches apart. That definitely isn’t happening. “Right…” She trails off, not knowing what else to say. The silence grows, unchecked like a cancer.

“I- Just- Why wouldn’t she tell me? After-” Robin was about to say too much but thankfully stopped himself.

“After what?” He’s relieved she’s still ignorant of his affection, putting himself out there like that’s a scary thought.

“Nothing. Nevermind.”

“After you told her you like her.” She speaks with such certainty, like she’s accepted it as fact. Is that what she really thought?

“What? No- I just- confided in her about something similar. I expected she’d do the same. She’s one of my best friends.” He sees Ladybug nod, that same look of  on her face.

“I’m sure she didn’t mean to hurt your feelings. They probably just wanted to keep it quiet until they were ready to tell everyone.” Robin had to admit she was probably right. He saw the way her hands fiddled and folded, she was trying to think of something to talk about, likely to distract him. She was always so considerate.

“So… girlfriend.”

“Where’d you hear that?” He was so confused, the very idea is ridiculous.

“Well, you said you confided in Raven about something similar. I just assumed you had a partner.”

“Oh. No.” They sat in silence again, looking over the silent harbor. Damian gathers his courage, now is the perfect time- looking over a clear sky with the stars out. Isn’t this the kind of situation girls daydream about? Now was the most likely time for her to accept. Deciding to just get it out, Damian starts speaking.

“Actually there’s-”

“I know you probably don’t-” Of course, just as Robin starts speaking, she does too. Alarm bells start ringing in his head, the little Grayson is trying to figure out what she was going to say while the rest of him starts freaking out.

They awkwardly laugh, looking away, Damian feels an unfamiliar little burning sensation on his cheeks. He’s loosing more of his nerve by the second.

“ILikeYou,LikeLikeLike.” She just blurts it out, redder than her costume. Damian’s head snaps to her with his lips parted. This is happening.

“I feel the same way. I- I apologize I didn’t say so sooner I just- you said you were so busy already, I didn’t want to become a distraction.” Ladybug gives him a small smile, that was what that was about. She fondly wipes the hair from his forehead back, lacing her fingers through his hair. Her hand rested at the back of his neck, smiling. She looks so content, at peace.

“I see no issue in distractions.”

“I suppose this is the part of the story where we kiss?” Robin puts a hand on the Parisian’s cheek, inching closer. They move to close the gap until they were just a hairsbreadth away. Her eyes are so blue and so beautiful up-close.

“I suppose you’d be correct.” Their lips meet, the beautiful night sky behind them- everything else melting away.

closet-trumpet-monkey:

Besides watching the controversies and confusion on dc servers grow (I’m still confused at how this is a thing but ok) why do they follow really similar formats?

Like why has no one wrote about their common love of art?

Damian can draw. Marinette loves fashion.  I’m not up to date on either canon ( dc has too much canon and I watch mlb second hand through my brother who refuses to acknowledge he keeps watching it cos he likes it), but I’m more confused at why no one has attempted this besides school trip to gotham trope. Isn’t Paris supposed to be a city of art?

FACTS

This is a really great point, and while Damian probably wouldn’t be one to go on vacation it could at least be used as common ground.

Most writers usually take advantage of her love of fashion for fluff scenes with gifts and romantic ones where Damian draws her (I am guilty of both) but imagine them arguing over which is the best sketching tool, the best kind of paper, sharing tools and trading. Marinette getting frustrated with so many ideas and not enough time to jot them all down and Damian just drawing something for her so she can go back to it after because he gets it. Spontaneously stopping to sketch, dates where they stroll and draw. The possibilities are endless.

Daminette in a nutshell:

First~Previous ~ Here(Final)

Marinette was bouncing in her seat, her mother and father chuckled at her childlike reaction to the plane landing. When it was finally their turn, the Dupain-Chengs grabbed their carry-ons and exited the plane.

“Come on, Maman, Papa! Damian said they were waiting by baggage claim!” The bluenette helped her parents with their things while they made sure they had everything before eagerly leading them through the now familiar airport.

Damian and Marinette had been together for a little over three years, the young designer was now eighteen, her boyfriend a year older. The couple visited each other throughout the year for birthdays, holidays, and whenever they could- of course, Jason was more than happy to chaperone Damian’s visits to Paris, always eager to see his little sister.

The Waynes were quick when it came to accepting Marinette as one of their own, once she’d been fighting one of Hawkmoth’s akumas and apparently someone saw. The entire family ended up spending an hour watching her defeat the villain just to make sure they didn’t need to go help.

Of course, during some of her many visits Marinette got herself in the middle of more than a few prank wars. At first, she participated to get Damian and Jason to work together- wanting two of the most important boys in her life to get along but it quickly became a free for all. It was safe to say Marinette won, getting the entire family with the exception of: Alfred, Mar'i, Kor'i and  Selina, stuck doing a live interview about the family dynamic with questions written by Marinette.

Marinette dragged her parents past her favorite TSA officer with an excited hello before thinking back to when she saw the Waynes family interview. Bruce thought it was the funniest way to oust her to the public, and allowed her to go through with it. Everyone saw Marinette smiling cheekily from the sidelines as they answered question after question, clearly written by her.

// Flashback, 2 years ago //

“Alright, next question: who is the best superhero?” Everyone laughed softly, darting to each other picking sides for the debate to come.

“Oh boy, not this again.” Bruce sighed, Selina patting him reassuringly, she decided to attend the interview, wanting to watch the chaos unfold in person.

“Bat girl!” The three girls exclaimed in unison, hopefully Babs was watching as Stephanie elaborated. “The original, of course. She was awesome, always doing these cool gymnastic tricks- way better than Nightwings!” The boys were quick to counter.

“No way! Robin had way better tricks, did you see the video of him doing that cool triple flip thing?!” Tim offered.

“Nope! Because Nightwing has superior acrobatic skills, I heard he was able to beat the Batman in a fight because of them- when he and the Justice league got brainwashed or something!” Bruce sighed tiredly as everyone else continued to argue, eventually it became a shouting match. Bruce whistled loudly, everyone quieting. The reporter continued.

“This next question is for all of you, except Mr. and Mrs. Wayne, who is your favorite sibling?” They all shared a smug look and answered from left to right, Dick went first. Stephanie and Tim were quick to follow, Cass responding immediately after them.

“Marinette.”

“Marinette.”

“Marinette.”

“Marinette.”

“HEY! She was my sister first! Anyways, Marinette.” Jason exclaimed proudly.

“tt, all my siblings are annoying- with the exception of Cass, the most tolerable.”

“What, brat, you don’t like Marinette?” Jason interrupted before the reporter could ask.

“tt, she is not my sister. And she isn’t any of yours, I’m the only reason she visits Gotham.” Damian huffed defensively.

“YEAH RIGHT! I’m her favorite, she visits for me not you!” Damian scoffed.

“Marinette, obviously prefers me.” Damian challenged, standing- dragging Marinette into view as she blushed furiously. She glared at her boyfriend as she was pulled from her hiding spot. 

“Damian! No-”

“Yes. You should know better than to include me in their pathetic prank war.” Damian kissed Marinette firmly, she responded out of habit before he pulled away with a smirk, sitting. He sat Marinette on his lap, she blushed but didn’t move wrapping an arm behind Damian.

“I assume you’re Marinette?” The Parisian nodded timidly at the reporter’s question.

“And you’re?” The woman asked, curious as to how exactly she was related to the Waynes.

“My girlfriend.” Damian answered for her, Marinette flicked his ear.

“I used to live in Gotham, me and Jason looked out for each other but I got adopted by a nice couple in France! My parents are amazing, anyways, I was on a class trip and saw Jason, and met Damian and we started dating.”

“Despite my best efforts.” Jason huffed, a sixteen-year-old Marinette rolled her eyes.

“He’s exaggerating.” Damian scoffed at that. The reporter seemed to adapt to Marinette’s presence quickly, her teleprompter now changing questions from those Marinette sent to new ones.

“Okay, so Marinette and Damian- who said I love you first?” Marinette smirked, whispered in Damian’s ear, and answered:

“I did.” Damian blushed softly as he starred at Marinette, she said it well over a year ago to which Damian immediately reciprocated. Just to embarrass him, Marinette said ‘Me, beach, bikini.’ which always embarrassed Damian because it always worked- he’d immediately think back to the first time they went to the beach her in a bikini borrowed from Selina.

Jason snorted, and everyone else seemed amused to see Damian flustered.

“Who is more romantic?” Marinette hadn’t been expecting questions other than the ones she wrote but took the opportunity when she saw it.

“He is.” Damian glared at Marinette as his family howled in laughter.

“How?”

“OH! I KNOW I KNOW!” Stephanie raised one hand while putting a finger on her nose. “Damian always sends her flowers, and covers her in a blanket if she falls asleep, and always tries to cook for her even though she or Alfie have to save the day! But she is too! When he got sick, she always called to make sure he was resting instead of working, and sang him to sleep like a little kid! She’s an awesome singer!” Marinette seemed to get even more embarrassed as the rest of the Waynes added their own compliments. The interview was about to end but Marinette got an idea, an awfully hilarious idea, it was her emergency back up.

“Well since you all seem to agree on everything, who caught my sketch book on fire?” The family went silent, everyone looked guilty.

“It was an accident.” Bruce, shockingly, started.

“We never should have tried to cook.” Cass continued.

“But you were sick, and Alfred was out of town.” Dick tried to amend.

“The book was right next to the burner- Damian was looking at it.” Stephanie added, shifting the blame to Marinette’s boyfriend.

“Trying to see what you would make him for Christmas.” Jason seconded.

“ So he could one-up it.” Tim added, unnecessarily.

“Because of how great your gift from last year was.” Stephanie mentioned before everyone spoke together in unison.

“Sorry.” Marinette laughed, they’d rehearsed that.

“You really think I’d leave ideas for all of your gifts in there? PLEASE! You are all too nosy, I keep the one with all of your gifts somewhere safe.” Marinette said, smirking down at Damian who was glaring at his tattletail siblings.

// Flashback ends //

Marinette always smiled at the memory, she loved the Waynes- they had such a beautifully chaotic family dynamic.

“Slow down, Marinette! It’s not like they’ll leave without us!” Tom said, chuckling as his daughter dragged the adults towards baggage claim, only a little bit further and then Marinette would see Damian again. Last they’d seen each other was when Damian visited Paris three months ago, it had felt like an eternity to her. Marinette was pulled to a stop by Sabine, who was cold, the mother put one of her sweaters on while an impatient Marinette watched. Finally, Sabine was ready, closing her bag with a quick 'zip’.

Marinette immediately dragged her parents toward the sign she quickly spotted, Mar'i was sitting on her father’s shoulders with a large poster above her head. The sign was neon pink, with white cut out letters spelling out 'Dupain-Cheng’ in two rows. There were little doodles and hearts decorating the borders.

Damian stood next to Jason, impatiently checking his watch grumbling about how long customs takes. Tim and Stephanie were near them with Bruce, Alfred, Selina, and Kor'i. Only Bruce, Damian, and Jason had met Tom and Sabine before hand. Mar'i was excited to meet her twin’s parents, hearing about their magic desserts.

“Auntie Nettie!” the half-Tamiranian exclaimed, climbing down her father awkwardly before charging towards Marinette. The Parisian was quick to hug the girl back.

“Hello, Mini Me!” The five-year-old was quick to climb onto Marinette’s shoulders, offering her hand to Tom who was now at almost eye level. Marinette’s father took the offered hand and gave the small girl a firm handshake. The girl giggled.

“Uncle Dami! I did it, just like you taught me!”

“Good job, Mar'i!” The girl’s father praised, grabbing his daughter off the short girls shoulders and placing her on the floor.  Damian was about to hug Marinette when Jason steps in front of him and greets his sister.

“Hey, Marinette! it’s good to see you again!” Marinette hugged her brother close before pulling away and turning to greet a now grumpy Damian.

“DAMI!” Marinette said cheerily, latching onto him with a tight hug. Damian hugged back feeling her in his arms again was almost as relaxing as the smell of her hair. The sharp, sweet smell of jasmine invaded his senses with a pleasant undertone of rose water.

“Hello.” She laughed as she pulled away to greet Stephanie and Cass. Damian greeted Tom and Sabine familiarly, as did Jason. Mar'i was quick to properly introduce herself to both.

“Hi! I’m Mar'i, and you’re Marinette’s parents! Tom and Sabine! Auntie Nettie talks about you guys a lot, is it true you two are soulmates like in the fairy tales?” Marinette’s parents laughed softly before starting up a conversation with the girl. Eventually, Marinette’s parents were acquainted with everyone and they made their way to the manor. Tom called their new employee, George, to make sure everything at the bakery was going well with the holiday rush.

It was December 23rd and the weather in Gotham was harsh, everyone was quick to rush into the warm manor. Tom and Sabine quietly marveled at the extravagance of it all. Marinette quickly led them to their room, promising to help them around until they got the hang of the manors maze-like layout.

“Thank you, dear, where is your room?”

“It’s just down the hall, what do you guys want to do? Diner is always at six so you have time to unpack or take a nap.”

“That sounds like a good idea, thank you, Marinette.”

“Of course, Maman! I’ll come get you at five fifty, okay?” Her parents nodded before shutting the door, Marinette made her way to Damian’s room- which so happened to also be hers.

The Parisian plopped on the bed, tired from the flight. Damian noticed her 'tired to the bone’ sigh from his seat at his desk and went to lay down next to her, hugging her from behind his lips pressed to her neck.

“I missed you.” Marinette mumbled, feeling warm and safe in Damian’s arms she struggled to stay awake. Damian stayed silent, slowly rubbing her shoulders as her worked the knots out. Marinette was now laying on her stomach, sighing as he worked. The Parisian always melted under his touch. Finals had been stressful, thankfully she didn’t have to deal with Hawkmoth anymore. Ladybug was still active, with Selina now wearing the miraculous of the cat, but she only dealt with normal crimes or the odd super villain when she was  in Gotham as Ladybird.

“Father thinks we should stay in tonight, with Drake, to avoid suspicion.” Damian mumbled softly, still rubbing Marinette’s back through her warm shirt. Marinette hummed in agreement, her body only felt more tired as time went on, her eyelids drooping.

“Of course, we’ll have to entertain your parents until they go to bed but after that we have all the time in the world.” Marinette could hardly register the words but she caught his tone. He wanted to snuggle, never willing to say the word out-loud.

“Wanna snuggle?” Damian snorted.

“I believe the proper term is cuddle.” Marinette rolled her hardly open eyes, they always argued about this.

“Why can’t it be both?” Marinette softly slurred, her eyes feeling heavy as lead. Damian gave Marinette a kiss on the cheek as he cuddled close to her, keeping her warm.

“Because that would mean I’m partially wrong and that’s impossible.” The world faded to black as Damian’s warm arms pulled Marinette comfortably against him.

Damian looked down at a sleeping Marinette, her shallow even breathing soothing him, her adorable rosy cheeks now matched her pink nose. Marinette hated the cold but she always looked adorable decked out in winter gear, over dressing to the point where Damian had to coax her out of some of her layers.

Damian looked down at the beautiful, strong-willed, stubborn, terrifyingly tiny girl in his arms he only thought of one thing: he was going to marry that girl.

Selina was guiding the Dupain-Chengs and the rest of her family from the dining room to the living room. Damian and Marinette who were tasked with helping Alfred take everything to the kitchen. Suddenly, the feline woman got an adorably funny idea and led everyone on a short detour to the hallway filled with family photos and portraits.

Marinette was pushed up against a wall, Damian had one hand holding her neck and tilting the girls head up while the other snuck under the girls shirt and gripped her waist, pulling her flush against him. Damian was unyielding, ravaging Marinette’s lips as he kissed her senseless. Marinette’s hands were in his hair, softly scratching against his scalp or simply running her hands through his soft locks, her hands having a mind of the own as Damian’s lips stole all of Marinette’s attention.

Damian’s malleable lips worked against Marinette’s, somewhere far in the back of his mind Damian was thanking Alfred for insisting on his doing the dishes, this gave the couple time to escape from their observant family.

Damian let Marinette breathe as he moved from her lips to her cheek, not stopping as he eventually moved south towards her neck. Marinette was trying to focus on her uneven breathing but Damian was not one to be ignored, his hand on her hip keeping her close as he continued to greedily kiss her neck marking it as his. Marinette’s features relaxed slightly her eyes hardly opening, her thoughts foggy but seemed to have a common factor: Damian, it was either Damian’s lips as they worked the sensitive skin of her neck, or Damian’s smell of peppermint and earl gray tea, or Damian’s family staring in shock- WITH HER PARENTS AND JASON!

Marinette tensed as her eyes flew completely open, she squeaked. Damian seemed to notice the change of atmosphere and paled as he saw the murderous look in Jason and Tom Dupain’s eyes. Bruce looked so done, as if he’d seen it a million times before. Selina and Sabine shared an amused smirk, Tim and Stephanie just looked away, Dick had noticed and covered Mar'i’s eyes before leaving the room, Kor'i with them, blushing intensely- embarrassed for the Parisian, she had been in Marinette’s shoes before and did not miss it.

Damian swallowed dryly. Tom and Jason shared a look, Jason was about to grab Damian and Tom, Marinette but Sabine stopped them short.

“Tom! Leave them alone, how else am I supposed to get grandkids?” Marinette was quick to blush, trying to hide in Damian’s arms, only securing his guilt in Tom’s eyes. Jason was snapped out of Big Brother Mode™ by Tim. Sabine and Selina jokingly ushered the boys and girls out, telling them to give the young couple their privacy.

Marinette wanted to die of embarrassment but once everyone was gone Damian just picked up where he left off, taking his love’s mind off the intrusion. 

The couple walked into the living room more than a few minutes later. The lights were off and a movie playing so no one payed them any mind when they silently sat in the empty loveseat. No one noticed the hickies that decorated Marinette from her jawline to her right collarbone, a feature Damian practically worshiped, or the love bites on Damian’s neck.

Marinette blushed when she saw what Damian had done as they got ready for bed, Damian shrugged before laying on their bed and opening his arms- begging for cuddles.

Jason asked to be Damian’s spar buddy for training the next morning and kicked the assassins ass- literally, but the actual spar was a tie. Tom was heard grumbling about hormonal boys for days, luckily Sabine kept him in check.

That Christmas was an interesting one, to be sure. Luckily some things stayed the same, no matter how hard Damian tried Marinette still out did him. She, as always, received jewelry Damian had been stockpiling to give her on one of the few days she couldn’t refuse and a very special pendant he’d handmade for her, after taking a jewelry making class.

Mari’ insisted the bluenette try everything on, not giving the girl time to take anything off. By the time Marinette was wearing everything she was literally dripping in jewels.

Marinette gave Damian four sweaters, each in a different size. They were for a picture of Damian with Alfred the Cat, Titus, and a very small one that Marinette said went with her other gift. It was a guinea pig Damian was quick to name Adrien, seeing as  how both were small rodents, saying Adrien the hamster was far better. Marinette chastised him and Damian relented eventually naming the small animal after Circe, explaining that just like the sorceress bewitched sailors that visited her island, turning them into pigs, Marinette had enchanted him.

~~~ 6 years later ~~~

Marinette was bouncing in her seat, her mother and father chuckled at her childlike reaction to the plane landing. When it was finally their turn, the Dupain-Chengs grabbed their carry-ons and exited the plane.

Marinette quickly ushered her parents through the crowded airport, past customs and Christmas decorations as she hurried to meet up with Damian, Marinette had spent the last month in Paris helping out with the bakery when her mother had an accident and couldn’t work for a few weeks. Thankfully, Sabine recovered quickly and the Dupain-Chengs decided to visit Gotham for the holidays. Marinette hadn’t seen Damian in weeks and missed him terribly, he always complained about how empty and cold their apartment (penthouse) was without her there.

Damian checked his watch, he still had an hour before Marinette’s plane landed. The man walked to where Jason and his father were standing, looking over the nights patrol routes. He’d already received permission from his father, Kyle, and the Dupain-Chengs, all he needed now was Jason’s approval.

“Father, Todd.” Damian greeted, fidgeting with the box in his pocket. Jason eyed Damian suspiciously.

“What’d you do this time, brat?” Jason asked, a look of annoyance flashed onto Damian’s face before he controlled himself, taking a breath Damian showed him the box. Jason’s eyes widened in understanding.

“Well, brat, looks like you’re gonna beat her when it comes to presents this year. What could be better than your last name?” Damian relaxed at Jason’s reaction to the black velvet box, Damian’s father spoke up.

“You know what you’re going to say?” Damian nodded.

“Where and when you want to ask?” Damian nodded again.

“Well, then all that’s left is that you actually do it.” Damian knew his family would approve but it still felt nice to hear it.

Marinette immediately hugged Damian when she saw him, her parents patiently waiting behind them. Both Marinette and Damian heard the quiet exchange between the married couple.

“When do you think we’ll get the grandchildren?”

“I think they should talk about getting married first, Sabine.” Marinette blushed softly, they’d discussed both at length and seemed to want the same things the only discrepancy being names. Damian was dead set on naming a girl Amora, Marinette liked Emma. Marinette loved the names Hugo and Louis, Damian thought they were meaningless and simple. He favored boys names like Aaron or Alfred. Marinette joked that he was obsessed with the letter A.

It was Christmas morning, the whole family spent the night at the manor. Word of Damian’s gift spread among the ranks like wildfire, a nine-year-old Mar'i could hardly keep it to herself. After the usual Christmas breakfast everyone crowded around the tree, giving each other gifts. Marinette and Damian had yet to give each other their presents, Marinette went first.

“TADA!” Every year, Marinette hand knits sweaters for Damian and all of his pets, so they could take a cute picture. As time went on, Marinette went from cute to ugly Christmas sweaters. Damian smiled as he rolled his eyes, this year’s had intricate reindeer patterns. She always surprised him, and he knew she had a secret place to make his gifts because Damian knew every nook and cranny of their apartment and searched it regularly for hints as to what his gift was.

Marinette’s other gift for him was, as always, amazing and would have easily topped almost anything Damian got her- but this time he’d win.

“Marinette, you are light of my life, the reason I wake up in the morning. You are such a beautiful and determined woman, and the care you put into everything you do is part of what makes you the most terrifyingly amazing person I have ever met. Your heart is filled with such genuine kindness, compassion, and empathy that the world does not deserve you and neither do I, but I’d like to spend the rest of my life working to be worthy of your love. 'If love is a labor, I shall slave away to the end.’ Would you allow me the honor of becoming your husband?” Marinette stared at Damian, his right knee on the ground with his left foot firmly on the ground as he opened the velvety black box.

There were two rings in the box, one was a simple silver band, something that wouldn’t get in the way as she worked, running successful brand like hers was a lot of work. The other was a gorgeous sterling silver ring with a beautifully cut diamond in the center, it was clearly vintage. Marinette felt tears of joy sting her eyes as she tried to get her body to move, finally Marinette was able to speak her voice thick with emotion as she hugged Damian.

“Yes!” Damian couldn’t believe the words that left his girlfriend- no, fiancee’s lips. He was engaged to Marinette, the love of his life. Damian was spurred into action, hugging Marinette back before pushing her away so he could put the rings on her finger, the first was a simple band, the other his grandmothers. At first, Damian had purchased a new ring for Marinette but Selina and Damian’s father gave him is grandmother’s engagement ring and it was perfect. Just like Marinette.

Marinette kissed Damian, the feeling of her left hand on his neck, the cool rings against his neck seemed to ground him. Damian never had to worry again, Marinette would always be with him.

Jason smiled as he saw the pure joy in his little sister’s eyes, he had been wrong. Damian wouldn’t be the reason Marinette’s eyes would look broken, he’d be the reason they swelled with love, with contentment. There was no trace of the broken Marinette from all those years ago, she finally became the person Jason was determined to see her grow-up to be.

She was happy, and that was all that mattered.

Previous ~ Here ~ Next

Marinette was in the kitchen, preparing herself some hot chocolate. After the drama at Wayne tower, Jason insisted she stay with his family. Her older brother seemed to loathe the class with a passion, refusing to let her near them. Marinette’s parents were hesitant at first, not trusting some random Gotham boy to take care of their daughter but eventually they were persuaded. Where she would be staying was definitely a factor, where could be safer?

“I don’t see how you could stand to drink such sugary poison.” Damian stated making her jump, he was right behind her. He reached past Marinette and to the cupboard she was in front of. He grabbed a teacup before pulling his arm back, his eyes never straying from her own.

“Well then… what do you suggest I drink?” Marinette’s hot chocolate sat on the counter behind her, forgotten, as she turned and faced Damian. The Parisian crossed her arms defiantly, Damian looked down at her like she was a cute puppy.

“Tea has been known to calm frayed nerves, perhaps I could prepare you some?”

“W-why would I need to calm down? I feel perfectly fine!” Marinette declared, refusing to give in. Her stubbornness seemed to amuse Damian, he reached out and just barely brushed her cheek with the back of his hand.

“Well, you’ve been blushing since you noticed I was here, for one. Now, would you like some tea? How do you take it?”

“I don’t usually have tea. I tried making myself some a few times but always thought it tasted like bitter water.”

“You haven’t had my tea yet.” Damian challenged, “You wouldn’t be scared to try something I made, would you?” Marinette was coherent enough to see what he was doing, even if his imposing and, frankly, distracting physique was only a hair’s breadth away.

“Only if you have my hot chocolate. Or are you scared of the ‘sugary poison’?” Marinette offered, Damian leaned his head down just a fraction of an inch closer to Marinette before catching himself pulling away. He retreated back a few feet before turning to the sink.

“Alright then, it’s a deal. I’ll try the wretched holiday drink if you have my tea.” Damian spoke with his back to her as he filled a kettle with water.

“Deal.” Marinette agreed before heading to refrigerator, she’s get him to admit her hot chocolate was good. No one called her favorite drink 'wretched’ and got away with it.

“Deal.” Damian reaffirmed.

By the time the drinks were done Marinette was thirsty, she would have had her own hot chocolate but Damian demanded she leave it, claiming it would cloud her pallet. She rolled her eyes at that but by the time she finally got past Damian’s joking defense the drink was cold.

Marinette sipped from her cup first, Damian watched, both amused and attentive as she took a sip of the tea.

He laughed at her wrinkled nose, just for a moment- one could hardly call it a chuckle, before adding the cream.

“Try it now.” Marinette looked at Damian hesitantly before taking another sip, this time he noticed her relax as a small smile graced her lips. Damian smirked at his little victory.

“Alright, your turn Monsieur.” Damian rolled his eyes as Marinette watched him lift the mug. He felt she looked over excited for something so silly but found it strangely endearing.

The warm, smooth liquid made it’s way past his lips and while it was a little too sweet for his liking, it was still good and he told her so.

“Fine, it was adequate.” Marinette rolled her eyes before taking a taunting step toward him.

“Yeah right! That was some of my best work, you don’t get to get away with calling it 'adequate’” Damian scoffed, taking a more intimidating step towards the short girl, one upping her in their little game of chicken.

“Then what do you suggest I call something I found too sweet but bearable?”

“Good! You call it good, it’s important to be polite, Damian!” Marinette took another step forward forgetting how close they already were, refusing to back down. Damian had to look further down than usual to meet Marinette’s passionately determined eyes.

He took his opportunity, using his right hand to tilt her chin upwards, smiling slightly, only slightly. They were so close, he could feel the warmth of her body from where he stood. Damian was about to speak when they saw someone walk into the kitchen, it was Jason.

The teenagers separated themselves quickly but it was too late, the damage was already done. The taller boy immediately scooped Marinette up and slung her over his shoulder. Jason was glaring daggers at a smug Damian before waking out of the room with Marinette. Damian waved goodbye to a blushing Parisian, she followed her old brothers lead and glared at the annoyingly smug boy.

The rest of Marinette’s stay was an amusing balance between getting to know the Wayne’s, spending time with Jason, and sneaking off with an unrepentant Damian.

Whenever Jason was around they kept their distance but were caught more than enough times.

“And you eat this?” Damian asked, bewildered at how anyone could consume something so unhealthy.

“Yes. It isn’t that bad if you have it every once in a while. Sometimes the calories are worth it! Worth the satisfaction of indulgence.” Damian scoffed from his seat on the counter opposite to Marinette, who was baking chocolate chip cookies.

“Why don’t you help me? That way they’re done sooner.” Marinette offered, not realizing how disastrous the question was.

“I think it would be best if I didn’t. Things tend to go wrong when me or my siblings attempt to do anything in the kitchen.” Marinette giggled, she thought Damian was great. He was a good listener, funny, smart, and on top of that he was drop-dead-gorgeous. Marinette knew he wasn’t just being friendly, no, he’d made his intentions perfectly clear when they first met but she didn’t want to become a problem. Jason seemed to hate the idea, so she did her best to keep it friendly- unfortunately, Damian was persistent.

“It’s just rolling the dough into balls, it’s not even real cooking!” Marinette countered and Damian relented, getting up and watching her roll the dough before following suit.

At first, everything went suspiciously well. Damian did a good job rolling the dough and there was a period of comfortable silence, the problem with that was that it was too comfortable. Marinette began to hum, softly at first before it got a little louder. Damian didn’t comment but eventually Marinette realized what she had done and blushed, her hands going to her head- accidentally getting flour on Damian’s (NOT distracting) tight black turtleneck.

Marinette apologized repeatedly but noticed Damian was trying to smother his laughter.

“What? What is it?” The Parisian demanded, her accent thickening as she got more and more worried about what he was laughing at. As it turned out, the in her state of embarrassment she had not only dirtied Damian but also herself. She had cookie dough smeared across both cheeks. She blushed a deep red, making the cookie dough even more visible.

Eventually, Marinette moved past her embarrassment and spoke to a working Damian as he loaded the cookies in the oven.

“Oh Damian~” The boy turned, his eyes still amused.

“Ye-” Damian was cut off by a cloud of flour, she’d thrown the powdery substance at him as he turned. While blinded by the thick cloud of white Marinette was able to get close enough to get some cookie dough on his forehead.

“Oh it is on, little one, and I don’t loose.” They spent the next ten minutes throwing flour, extra dough, and water at each other, in a world of their own.

Reality didn’t come crashing down on the teens until they saw the flash of a camera.

It was Tim and Stephanie.

Marinette blushed as she tried to dust the flour off herself, embarrassed that she’d made such a mess in someone else’s home. Damian seemed to be torn between being amused at Marinette’s embarrassment and trying to salvage what was left of his reputation.

“Jason’s gonna lose it.”

“Todd doesn’t need to know.”

“What’s in it for us?” Stephanie countered, using her hand to lower Tim’s hand as he tried to call Jason.

“Cookies?” Just as Marinette spoke the timer went off and she went to take the treats out of the oven. The warm chocolate-y smell filled the room as both Steph and Tim began to drool.

“Todd doesn’t need to know?”

“Jason doesn’t need to know.” Tim seconded as Marinette fanned the cookies. When they were cool she handed them all the cookies on a plate. All but one that she negotiated for Damian to try.

Dick, Tim, Steph, Selina, even Bruce found it hilarious, they understood why Jason hated it, but they also saw that she brought out the best in Damian. It pissed Jason off, Marinette was off limits. Damian was frustrated because had Jason not been so annoying he’d have asked her out already, but watching the second robin get so riled up also made the chase that much more fun (not that Damian would even consider perusing her without her explicit encouragement).

Damian was taking Titus out for a walk on the grounds when he heard a familiar hum, he followed the high, sweet tune to the rose gardens where a small Parisian sat, sketching.

Marinette sat on a small bench for two, her hair in loose waves. She wore a black skirt that ended just above her knees and a deep red halter top with matching red flats. She looked stunning, surrounded by the vibrant rose bushes. He studied her for a moment more before making his presence known.

“What are you drawing?” Damian asked as he approached the girl. Marinette wasn’t as jumpy as when they first met, getting used to his sudden appearances.

“A new design, a dress.” Everyone knew she wanted to be a designer but no one knew she was MDC yet. Marinette convinced herself that was because it hadn’t come up yet but in reality she was embarrassed. She’d heard Tim say they were his favorite designer and that if he ever met them he’d either fall in love (Stephanie slapped him across the head at that) or pass out.

Marinette didn’t look up until Damian’s shadow blocked the light. Marinette decided to tease him and ignore the boy in favor of his dog.

“Hello again, Titus! What a good boy, so cute!” She poured all her attention onto the animal who took it in stride. Damian didn’t like being ignored but humored her, petting Titus.

“You like to design.” It wasn’t a question, Damian remembered what Grayson told him about conversation. He tried to find a relevant topic that would allow him to compliment her.

“May I see your sketch?” Damian asked, still paying attention to Titus. Marinette blushed as she quickly shut her sketchbook.

“Uh… hehe- maybe another day.” Her logo was on the corner of each page and Marinette didn’t want to risk it. Damian thought she looked adorable, blushing deeply, but he also thought it was uncalled for- he hadn’t begun his teasing yet. This caught his attention and curiosity, he had to see the book.

“What? Why are you blushing?” Damian teased but he saw she was getting uncomfortable, he had done it in good fun but he saw he’d overstepped.

“Apologies- I’m sorry if I crossed a line I was just teasing, you don’t have to show me- I didn’t mean it.” Damian was at a loss, he didn’t think before he spoke and ended up stringing together apology after apology. Marinette giggled.

“It’s okay, you don’t have to blush!” Damian hadn’t even noticed how hot his face was, this only embarrassed him further.

“Oh~ Do you need some tea? To calm the nerves?” Marinette teased, earning a half-assed glare from Damian, who was still trying to fight his blush. Finally, he got it under control. Despite the sidetrack Damian persisted, trying to start up another conversation just like Grayson told him to. He sat next to Marinette on the bench.

“The gardens are beautiful this time of year, are they not?” Damian offered. Marinette hummed in agreement, studying her surroundings before her eyes met Damian’s.

“Breathtaking.” Damian complimented, making Marinette blush heavily. Damian glanced at her full, pale rose lips, unconsciously licking his own. The Parisian seemed to notice and she tilted her head upward slightly, only slightly, with her eyes half-closed.

Damian summoned his courage and leaned in closer, they both closed their eyes. Just as they were about to close the gap, his hand was about to hold her check. Damian swore he felt her soft lips barely brush his when they heard Jason yell.

“AH! Get off her! NOPE NOPE NOPE!” Jason was a few meters away but both teens obeyed, embarrassed. Jason grabbed Marinette’s hand and quickly, but carefully, pulled his little sister away from Damian. “From now on, you two aren’t allowed in the same room anymore. Except diner. Keep away from Nettie, Demon Brat.”

Damian saw Jason’s face, this wasn’t just because he thought it was weird to see Damian try to date someone he saw as family- no, it was something else entirely. It was because he saw Marinette as too good, too pure for Damian.

Jason didn’t want Marinette to be dragged into the mess that was Damian’s life.

Jason didn’t want Marinette to suffer because Damian didn’t know how to deal with his emotions.

Jason didn’t want Marinette to be hurt by Damian, he didn’t want to see someone he loved hurt. It wasn’t just because it was Damian, it was because he didn’t want to see Marinette’s heart get broken.

Damian, shockingly, backed off- hardly even acknowledging the girl on the few occasions they crossed paths. He wasn’t outwardly rude like he was with his siblings but Marinette seemed to catch on. At first she was a little dejected but was adamant about keeping positive.

Jason spent as much time as possible with his little sister, making sure to watch movies, tour the city, and just hang out all the time. He also made sure that she got to know the rest of the family, except Damian. And the fourth robin let it happen, he kept to himself and let her spend time with everyone else.

And then family night reared it’s ugly head.

Marinette was sitting with Alfred the Cat and Cass on the sofa, Jason on a chair near Marinette, waiting for everyone else to arrive for the movie.

The Parisian beamed when she met Kor'i and Mar'i, quickly bonding with both. Marinette was quickly dubbed Auntie Nettie by an Auntie Steph and Uncle Timmy. Dick was about to play the first movie when Kor'i spoke up.

“Where is the little D?”

“Yeah! Where’s Uncle Dami?” A four year old Mar'i asked from her father’s lap. Jason scoffed, he was about to speak when someone walked in.

“Has anyone seen Alfred the Cat?” Damian asked, before he saw Jason and Marinette. Damian was about to say never mind- noticing Alfred purring in Marinette’s arms, but Mar'i beat him to it.

“Uncle Dami!” The half Tamaranian announced, jumping from the couch and flying into her uncle’s arms. Marinette was quick to catch onto the families nightly activities and let them catch her talking to Tikki. Jason clearly wasn’t happy, neither was Damian, but on the bright side they didn’t have any secrets. Kor'i and Mar'i were briefly discussed but Marinette didn’t pry.

“It’s been forever, like a whole week! You have to come watch the movie with us, it’s family night! You can sit next to Marinette! Isn’t she pretty? And nice?” Mar'i chattered and waited for Damian to respond.

“Yes, she is very nice.” Damian spoke as carried his niece to her father who gave him an encouraging smile before Damian sat between Marinette and Cass. Mar'i spoke up just before Dick could play the movie.

“And pretty! Right Uncle Dami? Isn’t she really pretty? Like momma!” Kor'i gave her daughter a quick kiss on the cheek, distracting the girl from Damian and Marinette’s panic- and Jason’s low growl.

Dick played the movie and gently shushed his daughter, stopping her from asking Damian again. Telling her she did a good job and would get extra popcorn.

The movie was some children’s story that Damian couldn’t seem to pay attention to, all he could seem to think about was the Parisian next to him- cuddling Alfred the Cat with her knees practically tucked to her chest, her back to him.

Damian took notice of Marinette’s drooping shoulders and yawns as the movie progressed, but he hadn’t expected for her to suddenly turn and cuddle onto his side, grabbing his arm as she and Alfred slept. Jason clearly didn’t like it but Marinette was immovable, sleeping peacefully against a tense Damian. The boy did everything in his power to not sink into the warm sofa and nap alongside her, exhausted. He fought his tired eyes as best he could but it was a losing battle.

Eventually the movie faded away, his head rested upon something soft.

Jason wanted to be mad, he wanted to move Marinette so she rested against him- she always used to as a little girl but he saw she was clinging to Damian, whether it was intentional or not. Jason knew Damian hadn’t done anything to give Marinette reason to cuddle him, finally understanding that Jason just didn’t want to see Marinette hurt. Unfortunately, neither could do anything about it. 

Jason also knew he couldn’t blame Damian for passing out, knowing as well as anyone that finals and patrol were a bad mix but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to slap him for passing out and unconsciously cuddling with Marinette.

Alfred the cat eventually woke from his nap and moved from his warm spot between the two teenagers and left the room to do only God knows what. The sudden lack of warmth seemed to stir both Marinette and Damian. The Parisian whined softly as she nuzzled closer to Damian, her legs ended up across his lap as they snuggled closer. Jason clenched his fists and jaw before bringing his attention back to the movie, trying to think of what to do.

By the time the movie ended, Jason was at a loss- at some point Cass left the room so Damian and Marinette were literally lying on each other, limbs entangled as they slept, blissfully unaware of their compromising position. Everyone softly laughed and took pictures of Damian sleeping and Marinette lying carefully on top of him, his arms wrapped around her with her head tucked under his chin. Their their legs tangled.

“Jay, I’m sorry but they’re so cute together. And they really seem to like each other, I know it’s weird for you but let them be.” Dick tried, he’d been rooting for them since Damian started to ask about how to start a conversation, lines you don’t cross, how to tell if a subject is off limits. The first robin prayed to whatever god was out there that his brother would finally see that their dating wouldn’t be the end of the world.

“I know.” Jason noticed Damian back off when he realized why Jason didn’t want them to date, it wasn’t just because Damian was an ass, if something ever happened to Damian- Marinette would be a mess and he couldn’t stand to see the broken look in her eyes ever again. Jason knew it was a shitty reason, she’d probably be a mess no matter what, but he couldn’t help it. He just wanted to protect Marinette. Jason finally knew what to do, but until then he’d let them sleep.

Jason walked out of the room, annoyed- the brat won. Damn their stubbornness. Hopefully it would make Damian more bearable…

Damian woke up with the sun, but for once wanted to stay in bed. He was warm, and a calming, steady breathing tried to lull him back to sleep- wait. Why would he feel someone else’s breathing?

Damian’s eyes snapped open and scanned the room, he was lying in the living room with a blanket on him and- 'No. No. No. Of all the times to pass out, of all the people-’

Damian’s mind went into overdrive trying to remember how he’d gone from sitting with Marinette leaning on him to falling asleep with her. He knew he was dead, but suddenly his mind focused on the even sound of her breathing, she was still sleeping- dead to the world. There was no reason to wake her, so Damian closed his eyes, pulled Marinette closer, and allowed himself to go back to sleep. Enjoying his last moments in the land of the living.

Something made a noise, Damian opened his eyes again. This time Marinette awoke with him, propping herself up on his chest and rubbing her eyes with a tired yawn.

“Good morning.” Marinette froze at the sound of Damian’s deep, rough, sleep-filled voice as she took in a messy haired, tired Damian. She blushed, hard, morning Damian was officially her favorite Damian.

“D-Damian- w-what happe- did I- I’m so sorry!” Marinette sat up, not thinking about what she was doing. She continued to apologize while Damian panicked, if Jason walked in right now- he’d die for the second time. Breaking the family record, sure, but that certainly wouldn’t be worth it. Well… No, not worth it- unless someone brought him back again… No, no, Todd would likely make it painful. Definitely not worth it.

“Marinette-”

“No, this is totally my fault! I’m so sorry. I really didn’t mean to fall asleep on you, you were probably really uncomfortable with me leaning on you like that!”

“Marinette really it’s alri-”

“No, Damian! It’s not alright, I- Jay probably got really mad at you, I’ll- I’ll talk to him make sure he knows it wasn’t your fault.”

“Marinette?” The Parisian seemed to be done with her ranting and was staring at Damian again, she for some reason, hadn’t noticed earlier but Damian wasn’t wearing a shirt. In Marinette’s sleepy state she just stared unabashedly. Damian’s voice seemed to get her attention.

“Perhaps you shouldn’t sit like that…” Damian refused to call it what it was. Had he wanted to be more accurate, and he didn’t, he would have asked her to stop straddling him.

Marinette froze, blushed, and then started whining in embarrassment. Her head in her hands. Damian was having a difficult time holding back his own blush but was managing alright.

“Marinette?” Damian asked, she peaked out from between her hands and realized she had yet to get off him, finally he sat up on his own and gently pushed her off him. They sat next to each other, Damian refused to look at Marinette in her beautifully flustered state.

Jason walked in with his arms crossed, he leaned against the door-frame.

“Awake are we?” He asked, not expecting an answer, he didn’t get one.

“Well, Demon Spawn, let’s just say your reputation is effectively ruined. Steph and Selina got more than enough pictures to get even you to blush.” The two teenagers refused to look at Jason, he pinched the bridge of his nose, letting his annoyance surface.

“I can’t even-” Damian waited for the inevitable outburst, for once. “ I can’t believe I’m fucking doing this- You two were cute or whatever but word of the wise, brat- hurt her and I’ll kill you. Got it?” Both teenagers heads snapped up, Marinette blushed. Damian nodded a mischievous sparkle in his eyes.

'FINALLY’ Was the only thing Damian thought in that moment before he began to plan how to ask her out. He needs to speak to Grayson again, unfortunately.

And with that, their banter and teases began again. This time there was no bribery to keep Damian’s siblings quiet and no Jason to stop their kisses. The young couple went on dates, watched movies, laughed at the put off look Damian’s family would have when he said something awkwardly funny. Of course, Jason was still insistent on sibling bonding, stealing Marinette as often as possible- that became their new game: who could get Marinette for the day.

Of course, there were some close calls. Jason had walked in on Damian and Marinette kissing… for an extended period of time… he stood frozen and watched in horror as they made out on a chair in Damian’s room, Marinette’s hands in Damian’s hair with his hands at her hips, keeping her pressed against him as her legs bracketed his hips.

Damian noticed Jason first, immediately pushing away and inwardly cursing. Marinette blushed furiously and had to stop Jason from killing Damian but her messy hair and slightly swollen lips didn’t help.

Of course, everyone else thought it was hilarious.

As they say, all good things must come to an end. After three weeks of freedom from her class, their trip finally came to an end and so did Marinette’s reunion. By the end of her stay Marinette knew why she’d be okay, from now on she had a family four times as big as before. The Parisian couldn’t be happier: she reunited with her brother and has an adoring boyfriend. All she had to do now was survive the last few weeks of the school year before transferring to Mme Mandeleiev’s class.

I’m gonna be okay, Marinette thought that to herself as they made their way to the airport. Damian didn’t want her to leave, no one did, he held Marinette’s hand while she spoke to Jason who promised to visit often.

Everyone hugged her goodbye or said so from a respectful distance before she passed through security and rejoined her class.Both Damian and Jason glared at the class in warning, they still seemed to be reeling from the discovery that the Italian was a liar. People called out to the girl, shouting apologies. Marinette just walked past as if she couldn’t hear a thing. 

And then she was gone. Damian and Jason pouted, they already missed her, luckily summer was right around the corner. They’d get her to visit soon, or if they had to they’d go to Paris.

After all, family is supposed to stick together. And despite their attempts at denying it, they were clingy.

Here ~ Next~Last

Jason was annoyed, he didn’t understand why he had to babysit a bunch of annoying teenagers. Bruce tried to make the excuse of keeping them safe while Joker was on the loose, but that didn’t mean the head of security of an international company should be following some stupid tourists.

On top of that, his little sister’s birthday was coming up. It was hardly a week away but Jason was already feeling the guilt, she would have turned fifteen this year. Jason remembered how a six-year-old Marinette would go on and on about when she became a teenager.

// Flashback, 12 years ago //

“Jay-Jay!” A small half-Asian girl with midnight hair exclaimed, her bright blue eyes shining with excitement as her hands shot up, asking to be held.

“Alright, alright, jeez I just got back, pixie! And you’re getting to old for this!” A fourteen-year-old Jason picked up the far too light girl, balancing her on his hip as he fished the granola bar out of his back pocket. “Are you hungry?” Marinette shook her head ‘no’, pushing the food towards him.

“I ate yesterday, it’s your turn.” Marinette pouted but took the food anyways.

“Wanna share?” She offered, Jason shook his head. He insisted she eat, and eventually she did.

“Now, I have to go back.” Marinette frowned, “I just came to bring your food. I’ll be back soon, see you tomorrow.” Jason gave his little honorary sister a hug before tucking her into bed, using both her blanket and his.

“When I’m big, like you, I’m gonna make you stay!” Jason chuckled softly before tucking her in again, on the inside he was proud. She was so smart, she’d grow-up to become an amazing person, Jason just had to make sure she lived long enough to do it.

// Flashback ends //

Jason never saw Marinette again, that was the night Batman found him and took him in. His life had changed so much since that night, if only he hadn’t been so stupid and told Bruce about Marinette, Jason was convinced he would have taken her in too. But now it was too late, apparently she’d been adopted by some couple in Europe but the case was sealed and without telling Tim or Bruce he’d never get his hands on them.

The second robin was pulled out of his thoughts when Dick approached him, strangely not at work.

“What?” Dick seemed to get more and more excited as he walked with Jason.

“Where are you going, Jay?” Jason glared at his brother, shoving him off.

“I have to go babysit some french class that Bruce invited.”

“Hey, you never know- it could be fun!” Jason just rolled his eyes at his older brother’s golden retriever-like mentality. They turned a corner and boarded the elevator.

“What are you even doing here, aren’t you supposed to be working?”

“I got the afternoon off.”

“Great, wanna take my place?” Dick looked at his watch before responding.

“No, trust me, you’re the better person for the job.” Jason was confused by that, but the elevator doors opened and a quick glance at his own watch told Jason he was late.

“Whatever.” Jason huffed as he walked to the lobby, but Dick just followed him as he messed with his phone. Odd.

Marinette was excited, her class had been selected by Wayne Enterprises for a class trip! She was so happy that she’d get to see Gotham again. No one knew that Marinette had grown up in the states and been adopted by the Dupain’s, not that anyone cared. The class was quick to fall into Lila Rossi’s trap, it hurt Marinette to see her friends leave her but she’d be okay. She had Tiki and her parents.

She might not have Jason, but she’d be okay. She had to be, Ladybug couldn’t be emotional compromised.

Lila suddenly pulled Marinette from her revere when she gasped,

“Oh my goodness, you won’t tell anyone right? Bruce always hates when people find out, our family is really serious about privacy… but you won’t say anything right?” The class was quick to give their assurances before Lila continued to spin her web of lies. She was prattling about some rich boyfriend of hers and how she’s practically family.

Instead of listening to the mindless Italian, Marinette decided to take in the modern lobby. The walls were a sharp white that went well with the dark marble floors. There was a sleek receptionists desk with four busy-looking employee’s. Everyone was dressed in business-wear so the french class stood out like a sore thumb. The room had tall ceilings with an understated, modern chandelier and rounded sofas. The seating was scattered throughout the large lobby.

Their tour guide was a nice blond man named Mark, he that said they were going to begin as soon as a security guard assigned to escort them arrived. Marinette was waiting near Mark and Mme. Bustier, keeping her distance from Lila’s coffee and her class’ harsh glares.

“Later,Dick.” An almost familiar voice called, it was gruffer and deeper than it used to be but Marinette instantly recognized it.

“Jay-Jay?” Marinette called out, softly, disbelievingly, it wasn’t the first time she’d thought she heard the voice but the bluenette couldn’t help but hope. He caught it and their eyes met. Marinette could feel her eyes fill with unshed tears as she took Jason in, he was much taller with dark hair and an odd white tuft on the front. His face had matured since she’d last seen him, he now had sharp features and a strong jawline, his eyes were unmistakable. He was dressed in a suit but on top of his shirt was a bullet proof vest, sure she couldn’t remember much but his voice had always calmed her and the thought of the skinny fourteen year old smirking would always make her smile, it was almost instinctual.

“Pixie pop?” He sounded like he couldn’t believe his eyes, behind the shock was relief- and grief. Marinette slowly walked towards Jason, stopping right in front of him.

Jason couldn’t believe it. After all these years they finally found each other again. Regret and disappointment washed over him in waves. Her eyes looked broken. He never should have left her, he should have found her sooner, he should have told Bruce, he should have done something- anything.

“Marine-?” Jason tried to speak but was cut off, Marinette had slapped him. Hard. The harsh noise of her hand hitting his skin got everyone to stop in their tracks, even the eternally busy receptionists. His cheek stung, she was stronger than she looked. He didn’t stop her.

“Idiot.” Before Jason even knew what was happening Marinette was hugging him, jumping to reach her arms around his neck.

He did his best to shove back his self loathing for another time, right now he had to focus on Marinette.

“I’m so sorry, I’m so so sorry.” Jason just kept apologizing as he hugged her back, a stray tear seared his cheek. Marinette cut him off with a flick to his ear- he used to do that when she was bratty.

“Where did you go? Why did you leave me? I was alone. And you promised!” Marinette spoke, pushing through the tears, through the emotion- all Jason could do was dip his head in shame. He always promised they’d stay together, no matter what.

“A lot of stuff happened, Pixie. Let’s get out of here- yeah?” Marinette nodded before hugging Jason again, this time around the waist.

“I missed you, you big idiot. You’re the worst brother ever, you owe me a lot of candy.” Jason relaxed at the word brother, even if he had years to make up for it was better than losing his little sister for good.

“See! I told you he was looking into it for a reason, pay up!” Dick exclaimed, that got Jason’s attention. Dick and the rest of his siblings saw his glare and quieted. Damian wasn’t even paying attention, he was on his phone. Tim saw the glare but still payed Dick, grumbling as he did so.

“Go be idiots somewhere else.”

“No way! She said brother! That makes us her brothers too!” Marinette jumped at the conclusion, Jason growled. He glared again, but the tiny person clinging to Jason took the edge off.

“Dick Grayson.” The original Robin introduced himself politely, “Nice to meet you.” She greeted the boy politely, wiping her tears away with her left while she shook his hand with her right.

“Tim Drake.” The most exhausted of the group introduced, he was about to do something to the youngest- whose head was still buried in his phone- but was interrupted.

“Of course the slut has an american sugar daddy!” Lila loudly announced laughing, the rest of the class joined in- some more hesitantly than others. Jason noticed Marinette try to make herself smaller, hugging him tighter- this wasn’t anything new to her.

Jason glared, the boys eyed him- worried about the genuinely deadly look in his eye.

“What did you call her?” Jason asked in perfect french, the children flinched. Mme Bustier stood between the students and Jason, looking nervous but determined.

“Please don’t intimidate my students.” The woman tried to sound firm but failed miserably.

“Then maybe you should stop your students from bullying their classmate, or did you not hear the brunette insult another student?!” Caline didn’t know whether or not to answer but decided to stay quiet.

“Any of you brats insult my little sister again and you won’t wanna know what happens.” Jason quietly threatened, meaning every word.

“Little sister?” Alya exclaimed, “Please! Marinette is an only child, if you’re going to lie at least be convincing! You don’t know her at all, the lying bully is just trying to steal the spotlight again!” Jason was pissed and took a threatening step towards the girl, but deep down he knew she was right, he didn’t know Marinette. But the one thing he did know was that he was her brother, and no one messed with his family.

For once, Jason’s brothers were quiet. Dick and Tim were waiting to see how Jason would handle everything, waiting to see if they needed to intervene. Damian was on his laptop, not giving anyone a second glance. It seemed to Jason he had been paying attention because Damian assumed he’d be in the lobby long enough the take out his computer.

The entire exchange from the moment the insult was given to now had taken no longer than a minute but Marinette was still clinging to Jason until he tried to walk towards Alya again, she had whispered something to Lila that made her laugh and when Jason tried to move forward Marinette released him and grabbed his suit coat, trying to pull him back. Sure the pulls were weak but she meant it.

“You’ll just make it worse, Jay.” He huffed, there was no way in hell he was going to let Marinette anywhere near the moronic class ever again.

“Fine, let’s call security and get them out of here.”

“Hey you can’t do that, we were invited by Bruce Wayne himself.” Jason continued as if the bespectacled brunette hadn’t spoken.

“Oh wait! I am security! Get out.”

“Jason-”

“B! Great, you can tell them to leave! I’m outta-here!”

“You’re not going anywhere, Jason, and the class is scheduled for a tour. Tim, call Lucius. Ask him to cover for us and get someone whoisn’t the head of security to escort the tour. Never touch my email again.” Tim sheepishly agreed, dialing Lucius’ number.

Bruce then turned to the French class as they stared in awe, Caline blushed softly.

“You must be Mme Bustier?” She nodded, “I’m Bruce Wayne, my apologies for the delay, the tour will be starting shortly. If it’s alright with you, may Mademoiselle Dupain-Cheng be excused from the tour?” Bruce spoke in pristine French, the teacher could only nod in response to the older man’s rehearsed smile.

“Mr. Wayne! Can I get a quote for an article?” Alya asked without thinking.

“What’s your article about?” Bruce asked, curious.

“Uh-” Alya blushed before trying to disappear into the crowd, he politely ignored her outburst.

“It was a pleasure meeting all of you, but if you’d excuse me I have other things to attend to-”

“Wait! Aren’t you going to greet Lila?” The billionaire looked confused for a moment before he noticed one girl looking particularly distressed.

“I’m sorry to say I don’t know anyone by that name, now if you’ll excuse me-”

“What do you mean? Lila Rossi, your honorary niece! She practically lived with you when her mother worked at the embassy here in Gotham! Your youngest son, Damian’s childhood friend! Her boyfriend!” The boy on his laptop snorted at Rose’s statement.

“I am not in a relationship with anyone, and I have no childhood friends.” Damian shut his laptop as he ran a hand through his hair making a good portion of the class blush, Marinette couldn’t help but think 'He’s too good looking for his own good’. His dark hair and tan skin highlighted his jade eyes, a business suit adding to her professional demeanor. His shorter, swoopy hair was mesmerizing… and his arms were thick and seemed strong, the veins on his hand clearly visible as it moved through his silky locks. Jason seemed to catch onto her train of thought and hastily covered her eyes.

“No.” Marinette giggled, coming back to reality when the boy was shielded from view. He was as protective as ever. She remembered how he’d get when the other kids used to get close to Marinette, being a little girl meant pity cash from adults and was a solid partner on the streets of Gotham. Marinette moved his hand to watch the long awaited fall of Liar Rossi.

“What do you mean?” Nino exclaimed.

“If that wasn’t true, what else did you lie about?” Kim exclaimed, Alix seconded.

“Nothing, I swear.” The brunette pleaded, desperately trying to convince the class.

“Does this mean you don’t know those music producers you promised I’d get to meet?” Nino demanded, the class began to circle around Lila, all asking about promises she’d made

“And the acting internship?” Milene asked.

“Do you even know Ladybug?”

“Or Jagged Stone?”

“Was anything you said true?” The class continued to ask her questions, Lila looked shaken as her not-so-carefully crafted web of lies fell apart.

“Was what you said about Marinette true?”

“Did she even bully you?”

“I knew she wouldn’t say such horrible things!”

“Yeah, Marinette never would have hurt anyone! I can’t believe we fell for your lies!” Everyone began to yell at Lila, blaming her for all the awful things they did to her. Jason could hardly stand it, pulling Marinette into another hug- she had been dealing with morons.

“Class! Now is not the time, we have a tour. Unless you want the trip to end early I suggest you quiet down!” Mme Bustier was ignored. Mike whistled, loudly.

“Alright! It’s time for the tour, so quiet down!” The tour guide quickly took a head count and led the class away, an artificial smile in place. Everyone was either glaring at the Lila girl or looking at Marinette as they walked away.

“Sorry about them, they can get pretty loud.” Marinette tried to play the whole thing off, they let her.

“Bruce Wayne.”

“Marinette Dupain-Cheng, it’s an honor to meet you sir. Thank you for the trip!” Bruce gave his three younger sons a look, Damian was back on his laptop but was quick to defend himself.

“I, for one, had no part in this, father. They bet on why Jason looked into some girl’s adoption file.”

“And you knew?” Damian stopped typing and looked up.

“Maybe… but you can’t prove anything.” Tim smirked before he remembered what he was going to do before any of the drama came up.

“Damian! Introduce yourself!” The boy who looked to be a little older than Marinette rolled his eyes with a sigh but approached the girl nonetheless, glaring at Tim before looking at Marinette for the first time. His scowl morphed into something else as he studied her.

Marinette noticed his examining her and blushed, but looked back at him just as interested.

“… Damian Wayne.”

“Marinette.” They shook hands, neither taking their eyes off each other. Jason looked between the two teenagers, first at Damian then to his little sister before going back to Damian and then back to Marinette before it stopped on Damian’s- Jason.exe stopped working before it went into overdrive.

As if on instinct, Jason put a hand on each of their shoulders pushing them apart. Their longer-then-normal hand shake ended as they eyes snapped to Jason.

“Don’t even think about it. No way in hell, brat, keep your slimy paws off my sister.” Marinette blushed heavily, averting her eyes in embarrassment.

Dick and Tim howled in laughter when they heard Damian’s response, Bruce smirked.

“She’s your sister, not mine.”

lowkey wanna post fanfics here again 

Falling

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A little Daminette to help you out with the day.

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Happy Birthday @catsandfanfic !!! May you have a wonderful day, spend it with friends and loved ones and enjoy this thing I made.

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[03.06]

Valentine’s Day

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Happy Valentine’s day everyone

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Some of my fave characters x Marinette shipping [ both canon and non-canon ]

Thought it would be appropriate for the day

PS. if you get the reference then Kudos to you ٩(｡・ω・｡)و

[02.14]

Prologue Beginning Previous

At the end of the day she walked out of the office with Malcolm and almost into his very confused sister.

“Mik, this is Marinette. The clones have relegated her to the salt mines with us.” The girl just rolled her eyes before giving a nod of greeting. Mari noticed she’d taken out one of her ear pieces.

“It’s very nice to meet you. I’ll do my best to stay out of the way.” She just shrugged and turned to walk out the door. Malcolm gave a resigned sigh.

“Don’t take it personally. She’s like that with everyone, even me most of the time.”

“You don’t have to keep apologizing. I can sympathize with her situation and honestly, being ignored is the least of my worries.” Her current worry was that Damian’s song was getting more and more agitated so she needed to find him and stop him from doing something drastic. She walked through the double doors and straight into Mikayla’s back. When she looked around the other girl she saw Valerie and her minions surrounding Damian. It was a miracle no one was on the floor bleeding. She cleared her throat to get his attention and the second Damian saw her he pushed through the ring of girls and stormed over.

“You should have called me when you found out they were in your workshop. We’re going to the principal to get you switched. Now.” She couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him.

“Apparently you’ve already been there once today. I’m fine Damian, I promise. Malcolm and Mikayla were nice enough to share their space with me so neither I, nor my projects will be subjected to their jealousy.” She watched him size up the twins. Malcolm was holding his breath but Mikayla looked halfway between bored and amused.

“If you refuse to switch, I’ll be coming with you from now on.” She could hear fond exasperation take over her song but Damian just continued to scowl at her. Then she remembered that it had been over an hour since their last physical contact. She’d been ignoring the burning sensation it caused for the better part of the workshop but Damian always got insanely cranky. She pulled him into a hug before answering.

“What about your workshop?” He scoffed but she felt his body relax slightly.

“As long as I have my laptop and an internet connection I can do my work from anywhere. If they have a problem with it I’ll switch my concentration to art and insist on being with you anyway.” Of course he would. Even if he was a terrible artist, and she knew he wasn’t, he’d have Bruce pull strings to do it anyway.

“You’re impossible, you know that right? And you need to leave the Principal alone. The poor woman has enough to deal with without you overreacting.” He grumbled something but his song sounded more content. Valerie and her minions had apparently decided to give up for the day because when she looked up they were gone. It was definitely for the best. “We should head out. Chloe, Kagami, and Gen should be waiting for us.” She got a grunt of acknowledgement before he put an arm around her shoulders and started moving them towards the door. She managed to turn just enough to get in a goodbye wave to the twins before being pulled into the hallway.

Damian relaxed more the closer they got to the gates and Marinette couldn’t help but wonder if he was having more problems adjusting than she was. She’d at least been in school most of her life and his brothers had made a lot of comments about how much he hated school. She’d thought they were jokes at the time but it was starting to look like they were serious.

“That boy is studying Gen far too closely.” Damian’s words pulled her out of her thoughts and when she looked where he was focused she saw Luka frowning at Gen.

“Maybe he’s just concerned about a random adult on the school grounds.” Even as the words came out she knew that wasn’t the case, but she couldn’t come up with a better reason. Damian just grunted and pulled her to where Gen was talking with Chloe. Oh right, Kagami had fencing today. Gen saw them first and frowned in worry.

“How was your first day of school?” It was obvious she was expecting a less than good answer but before they could say anything Luka came over.

“You don’t have a song.” Mari just looked at Damian in confusion. The comment had been directed at Gen and her eyes narrowed as she looked at him. It was obvious she was ‘reading’ his soul to figure out if she’d met him before.

“You.” The amount of loathing in that one word took everyone by surprise. Luka actually looked hurt.

“I didn’t mean-”

“I’ll see the rest of you at the apartment.” Gen was out the gate before the rest of them could react. Damian and Chloe were both scowling at Luka now.

“What did you mean exactly?” She couldn’t help but be curious, especially given Gen’s reaction. Luka looked sheepish.

“It’s just that everyone has a song, even people without soulmates though they can’t hear it. I’ve never met someone who didn’t.” Well that was interesting.

“So you’re claiming you can hear other people’s songs?” Damian sounded more than a little skeptical and Chloe was scowling at the boy like he’d committed a crime. Mari supposed it was rather invasive.

“Yes, and no I can’t control it. It’s just been this way as long as I can remember. I try not to pay too much attention but it’s just part of me.”

“Can you tell if people have a soulmate by their song?” She wasn’t even sure why she asked but when he winced and glanced at Chloe she assumed he must have known about Kagami before any of them did.

“Yes, anyone with a soulmate has a much less complex song. Not incomplete exactly, just less instruments maybe? It’s really hard to describe.” She just nodded. Given how her and Damian’s songs had first come together when they touched she understood what he meant. “Look I wasn’t trying to offend anyone, I was just surprised.”

“I’m sure you weren’t, but I would stay away from Gen unless one of us says otherwise.” He just nodded and walked off, still looking hurt.

“What do you think that was about?” Chloe was still scowling in his direction.

“I have a feeling Gen hasn’t had good interactions with his soul in the past.” And wasn’t that an understatement. Mari had never seen her that upset about anything not having to do with the Order.  “Let’s get back to the apartment. She might be willing to tell us what’s going on.”

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“So they don’t want me in there, and I certainly don’t want my work anywhere they can get to it, so is there anywhere in here that’s a bit more quiet that I could use?” Malcolm blinked at her for a moment before red crawled up is face.

“Yeah, of course. You can share the office with me. It’s nearly soundproof.” He led her back to the door he’d come out of and started rushing around the room, putting things away. “Sorry about the mess, we’ve never had someone in here with us before so my shit is kinda everywhere. You can have this side of the room so that you can get natural light from the windows if you want.”

“You don’t need it?” He shook his head as he picked up another stack of papers to move to his side of the room.

“Nope I’m more of an Engineer or Architect. If I do anything on paper it’s just really rough sketches. Everything else I do on the computer. And when I’m looking at blueprints it’s easier if I can control the light source.”

“What about your sister?”

“She’s the builder. She only comes in here to get me to look at something, or go over one of my plans and tell me it’s completely impractical in real life.” Marinette giggled.

“So you’re the dreamer and she brings you back down to earth.” He frowned for a second but it turned into a small smile.

“I never really thought about it like that but yes. She’s creative in her own way, don’t get me wrong. If she can’t find a tool that suits her needs well enough she’ll make something herself, but everything she does has a practical purpose whereas I just want to make new things to make new things.” He continued moving things around until the surfaces on her side of the room were empty, then pulled a piece of paper out of one of the drawers in his desk. “This is an equipment request form so that you can get what you need. If it’s something they have in storage, it’ll be in here the next day everything else is usually within the week. I’ll show you where to take it when school gets out.” She looked over the form to find it was very generic.

“Can I request specific brands or models of equipment?” If not she might have to bring a sewing machine in herself, no matter how much she didn’t want to just buy a second one. She could always just do the design part here and the sewing at home though. That way the finished product wouldn’t be available for saboteurs.

“You can, but if the person ordering it doesn’t know your field it’s kind of hit and miss… also I’ve noticed that some of the scholarship students tend to be the last to get requested items. It helps if your parents or whoever is paying your tuition is seen as a good potential donor. But you can keep putting in the requests until you get what you want. If you’re annoying enough about it they’ll get it right eventually. Mik put in for a specific welder ten times once. The woman finally came down here with a product catalog and made her circle the right one.” She almost forgot she was surrounded by rich people. She also felt a little guilty. She had a feeling that with Mr. Wayne paying her tuition she wouldn’t have any issues getting what she wanted. She barely finished the thought when there was a knock at the door. She would have assumed it was his sister if not for Malcolm’s confused expression. When he opened the door he blinked rapidly for a moment at the person on the other side.

“M. Bardes, I was told Mlle. Dupain-Cheng was in here with you.” The woman’s tone was hard to read but she did sound a bit annoyed. Malcolm raised an eyebrow at her and she realized neither one of them had used their last names. She nodded at his unspoken question and he moved back from the door.

“Yes Principal Voisard, she is.” Marinette started to freak out internally. What the hell did the principal want with her? Had Valerie complained? She hadn’t done anything or pissed off anyone else that she knew of.

“Mlle. Dupain-Cheng, I wanted to welcome you to the school and assure that my door is always open. If you have any problems please come to me immediately.” She was going to guess that this wasn’t something the woman usually did just because of the shock on Malcolm’s face. “I did expect to find you in the other room.” She was fishing so Valerie definitely hadn’t said anything.

“I’m not used to working in such an open space, let alone with so many people and distractions. Malcolm was nice enough to offer to share his space with me so I wouldn’t be overwhelmed.” It wasn’t technically a lie. A very subjective version of the truth, sure, but not a lie. Given the way Principal Voisard was looking at her, she knew it too but didn’t call her on it.

“I’m glad to see you settling in and making friends. If you would finish filling out that equipment form, I’ll take it for you.” Marinette just stared at her for a moment before remembering the paper in her hands.

“Oh, of course.” She put down the basics. A sewing machine, a dress form… Malcolm had said she could always put in for other things later. She also wasn’t certain how much she was actually going to make here. She didn’t want to have to keep dragging commission pieces back and forth so anything she made here would likely be for herself or just for fun. She handed the form over and the Principal actually looked surprised when she read it.

“This is all?” Marinette just nodded, not knowing what the woman expected. The woman was studying her but she seemed far less tense. She started for the door before turning back. “I would appreciate it if you could help M. Wayne to develop your level of comfort here.” Marinette cringed. Suddenly her presence here made a lot more sense.

“He just needs time to settle into the new environment, but I’ll try to speed the process.” Principal Viosard gave a single nod before exiting. Damian had been at a simmering rage since the encounter with Valerie but there hadn’t been any spikes. She had to wonder what had set him off to go see the Principal.

“M. Wayne?” Malcolm’s confused voice brought her out of her head.

“My soulmate, Damian. He’s… extremely protective of me. I suspect he went to complain about our confrontation with Valerie this morning. Malcolm’s frown turned into excitement.

“Damian Wayne, as in Bruce Wayne’s son?” He was practically bouncing in place.

“Um.. Yes?” It wasn’t supposed to come out as a question but she had no idea why he was so happy about the idea.

“Oh sorry, I’m not… it’s just that it’s sort of a dream of mine to be able to work for Wayne Enterprises. They have one of the best R&D programs in the world. Not that I would try to get in through Damian or anything, I’d just love to pick his brain about the application process. But if that’s not something he’s comfortable with I wouldn’t push it.” He kept bouncing back and forth between excitement and worry. Marinette laughed, she couldn’t help it.

“I don’t know how much he really knows about it to be honest. But once Damian realizes that Valerie and her friends are in the next room, I have a feeling he’ll be spending a lot of time in here with me so you’ll probably get to know him. He’ll be standoffish at first but like I told Principal Voisard, he’ll calm down as long as he doesn’t perceive you as a threat.” Malcolm nodded thoughtfully. She didn’t get the sense that he was being insincere and so far he’d been nice to her.

“I get it. Most of us here have wealthy or influential parents so we understand people cozying up to us for favors and such. Granted the Wayne’s are on a whole different level of wealth so I imagine they have it worse. It must have been quite a shock for you when you found out that he was your soulmate.” Marinette let out an amused snort.

“I didn’t realize who they were at first. They just kept acting surprised that I didn’t react to their last name and I finally asked Damian about it. I had a nice freak out about once he told me though.”  Malcolm started laughing with her.

“As embarrassed as you were, he was probably glad that you didn’t immediately start fawning all over him. I’m sure he’s had more than enough of that.” It was obvious he was speaking from personal experience.

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Everyone’s doing the forced marriage thing right? What about mutually agreed upon marriage?

Mine is mutually agreed upon from both involved parties.

I don’t like the idea of them not getting a word in about their lives.

I want them to get out of the marriage or engagement and only get back together because they missed each other or fell in love.

I mean, find a way to break up- actually break up so they can properly get together on their own terms is a nice thing to see.

That way it’s their decision and no one else’s.

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I lost her

Damian was locked up in his room, refusing to come out. No one could get him to eat or do anything. Even when both Titus and Alfred the cat came up to him and nudged him, Damian would give them a scratch behind the ears and leave them alone. 

Dick opened the door only to find Damian staring out his window for the twentieth time this week. He couldn’t get Damian to do anything, and neither could his siblings or Jon. Damian had lost himself grieving over Marinette and nothing they did could help him. Dick understood what it was like to lose someone important in their life; he had lost his parents. But Damian, even when he had lost his father for some time, hadn’t ever been as bad as right now. 

“Baby bird, I brought you some food. Please eat, you haven’t had anything in five days.” 

Damian turned around to face him, and though he didn’t say anything, he reached out for the platter Dick had brought him. Dick saw that as progress as he walked towards him and left the tray. Once he set it down he was going to head out when Damian called his name. He turned around; Damian never called him by his name unless it was serious. He started walking towards him and sat down next to him, a few minutes had passed and Damian still didn’t say anything, but Dick let him take his time. 

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Part 2 of Hope and Life

Hal could not believe that out of everyone for his protege to bond with it had to be with Robin, the angry assassin Bat kid. He thought for sure she would bond with Wonder Woman (they both have connections to the Miraculous), Zatanna (magic), or even Nightwing (sunshine personalities). Nope. It had to be the assassin. Why do they get along so well? Blue Starr is kind and peaceful and not a brat while Robin is snarky and stubby and a complete brat! Why do they get along?! Is this an opposites attract kind of thing? Is that what is going on?

Hal groans as his runs his hand down his face after collapsing on his couch. He takes a deep breath and the yummy scent of fresh baked bread comes in. Marinette must be up and baking breakfast. When Marinette set out to follow the path of a Lantern Corps the first thing she did was look for someone to teach her so she went to America and used her rings to look for him. He was expecting her. When he saw that she was just a kid, he instantly took her in with her parent’s blessing (they talk on the phone once a week and video chat once a month). She went to school online and took her training very seriously, even made some animal friends along the way. When he took her to the Justice League to introduce her, it was wild.

Everyone wanted to know who she is, what she could do, how she was able to wield two different Lantern Rings. Batman even wanted to know who she was. But that all stopped when Marinette gave evidence that she was once Ladybug. She instantly got Wonder Woman and Aquaman on her side. Batman wasn’t happy that she took care of entire city by herself (plus her partner) as kids but he relaxed when he hears that she came to him for training that she didn’t get before. Nightwing was impressed by her moves, Red Robin loved her creative thinking, Red Hood was asking if there was anyone he needed to get rid of for her, and Robin was asking if he could pet Dex-Starr and Little Loaf.

Speaking of the Bat family, “You still going over the Bat’s place today?” Hal asks as he gets himself some coffee. Dex-Starr and Little Loaf are sitting against her legs as she gets their breakfast after finishing making their breakfast. She hands him a plate and answers, “I’m going after breakfast since I don’t have anything planned today.”

“Mind if I come?” He asks.

Marinette raises an eyebrow, “I thought you don’t like the Bats?”

“I got to know why you two get along so well!” Marinette just laughs at his grumpy shout.

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“WHY DO THEY HAVE A HOUSE THIS BIG!??!” Marinette cries as they drove up to the grand mansion. Stupid rich people! Hal can’t help but laugh at her reaction.

Dex-Starr is purring in Marinette’s arms. “Are we here to have fun?” Little Loaf asks as they get out of the car.

“Yep!” Marinette smiles as she moves towards the door without disturbing Dex-Starr’s nap. Hal knocks and an old man that must be Agent A answers.

“Hello Mister Hal. You must be the one known as Blue Star.” He smiles at them.

“Hello Sir, I’m Marinette. This is Dex-Starr and Little Loaf. Nice to meet you.” she smiles as he lets them in.

“I am Alfred Pennyworth. You may call me Alfred. There is no need for sir.” He leads them to another room where the boys are just simply causing chaos for the fun of it.

‘Plagg would love these guys.’ she thinks as Alfred clears his throat and instantly gets their attention. The boys look over a see a beautiful girl Damian’s age with long dark hair, amazing blue eyes, and two animals companions with her.

“Please tell me you’re our new sister!” Dick shouts from above them.

She giggles and shakes her head. “I’m Blue Star. I’m here to spend time with Robin and his animals.” She looks at all the boy until her eyes fall on Damian and she smiles so sweetly that he blushes, “Hi Robin.”

“Damian.” he corrects.

“Damian.” she repeats and Damian has to hold back a moan. ‘My name has never sounded so good and that voice!’ “I’m Marinette. You said I could come over and meet your animal friends.”

“Yes!” he says quickly and then clears his throat. “Yes. Follow me, you’re going to love what I have.”

The brothers stare after them in amazement. “Oh he’s a goner.”

Agrete-Wayne?

by@mochinek0

Chapter 1|Chapter 2|Chapter 3

Chapter 4|Chapter 5|Chapter 6

Chapter 7|Chapter 8|Chapter 9

Chapter 10

“Mr. Way-” someone began, but he silenced them by putting his hand up.

“I would like an explanation as to why you all have decided to accuse my wife of having an affair and accosting us, as we were headed out for lunch. Everyone will stay silent unless I call on you. Understood?” he demanded. The reporters nodded.

With a sigh, he pointed to the gentleman in a teal button up shirt.

“There is an article circulating online, saying that Marinette is carrying the Agreste heir.” the reporter stated.

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Babysitter Maribat reverse age AU

by@trashystar420

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Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

“A-Are you sure darling? The boys tend to be a bit, on the destructive side. They might actually destroy half the mansion in less then five minutes, trust me, I’ve seen and been there first hand.” Marinette placed her hands on her hips and gave a confident smile.

“I‘ve babysat before, and trust me, I KNOW how bad they can get, but with enough experience under my belt, I assure you that I can handle it, though if I’m going to do this, I’m going to need to know who I’m to babysit and what do they like?” And with a simple nod, Selina told Alfred the plan. The butler reluctantly agreed.

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Master listby@ive-tumbled-down-a-rabbit-hole​

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Pretty self explanatory

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Mlb x DC with Mlb Oneshots

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An Email AwaybyLovelyLore

Chapters: 17/?

Marinette had been startled to find out that her school and a school in America were collaborating to do a pen pal assignment. To be fair, the assignment was suppose to help the students with the grammar of the language they were learning. Marinette pulled a random name out of the box. She hoped Damian wrote good French and that she could write well enough English.

How A Demon Commissions An AngelbyAlixAnonymous

Chapters: 19/25

Damian Wayne really needs to get his brothers good Christmas presents or else he may be sent off to the Teen Titans because apparently his people skills “leave much to be desired”. Succeeding where his brothers failed, he manages to find out the true identity of their favorite French fashion designer, MDC. Getting her to make their gifts would certainly cement his ability to say. The only problem? Those nonexistent people skills might prove detrimental as his email makes himself an enemy that’s quite near her breaking point.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng has had a hard two years to put it lightly. There are no more good days for her, just ones that aren’t as bad. The email threatening to expose her, potentially making her already awful situation even more unbearable, comes on one of the worst. Could her reply be the first hint in years of the fire that has been nearly snuffed by her classmates? They both might be surprised to find how much life can change with some well constructed sentences and a couple terribly made aliases.

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Marinette wanted to believe that today was going to be a good day.

Tumblr Prompt: K k so prompt mari is already in a relationship with Damian shes happy hes happy its adorable but dun dun dun Adrien finds out she’s ladybug and tries to win her over it doesn’t work but most of the class are rooting for him. Chloe is not she thinks he should respect that Marinette is happy with someone else and move on

A Mistakebynxrthmizu

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Damian had always thought that turning eighteen was a privilege. Boy, was he wrong. It was, in fact, a nuisance.

It’s (Not) GeneticsbyDesertSnowQueen

History Repeats

Chapters: 1/1

When Kitty Noire makes an appearance in Gotham, she finds herself drawn to a certain little bird whose brothers are far too entertained by this turn of events

Your Not-Quite Maid Marian

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Robin spots Kitty Noire again while on patrol

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Masterlistby@arty-shadow-morningstar

Contents are Daminette’s, Bio Dad! John Constantine, Bridgette switching, Platonic Jasonette, Platonic Brucinette, and a Stephanie x Marinette.

Waiting for the Worms Masterpostby@black-streak

This is one big fic about soulmate Jasonette where they can switch bodies. Guess who was in Jason’s body when the Joker killed ‘him’.

ML x DC Masterlistby@artxyra

Containing Mari/Adribat, Mominette, Klepto! Mari, Psychologist Mari, Sibling Brucinette, Daminette and many more.

Maribat Master Listby@astrynyx

Containing Timari/Timinette, Daminette, and art.

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There are Bio Dad! Stephen Strange, Bio Dad! Bruce Wayne, Bio! Dad John Constantine, Adopted by the Kents, Bio Dad & Mom! Joker and Harley, and many more.

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Okay…. So I’m looking for a story. I don’t know if it’s brucinette or not but marinette got reincarnated into talia’s body? And she’ll be living her normal life but Bruce would be suspicious and and would keep tabs on her and she’ll get angry and would just go off on him for being racist among other things. Does anyone know about this and its name/author?

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So…I’m in a Maribat mood? Any Daminette prompts I can work on this weekend? All suggestions are welcome.

OMG HI!!! I HOPE I DON’T SOUND SO BOSSY BUT I HAVE YOU KNOW THAT IM SO EXCITED WHEN I SEE YOUR POST CAUSE I HAVE THIS IDEA FOR SO LONGG BUT IM TOO SWAMPED WITH MY HOMEWORK AND TOO LAZY SO HERE YOU GO (I’m not really fluent in English I apologize for any mistakes)

- childhood friends daminette (good parent Talia) Talia and Damian visits the Dupain-Cheng household everytime they have a mission in Europe

- Sabine was an assassin before and best friends with Talia, she manage to leave the league after challenging Ra’s to a battle to death? (ofc Sabine won and they just have to revive Ra’s again through Lazarus pit.)

- Marinette have no idea abt her mom, aunt Thalia, and Dami’s assassin life at first but she managed to connect the ties and she’s okay with it as long as they only k*ll bad people (Mari understands that Talia and Dami is just a victim of Ra’s stupid and f*cked decision in life and can’t really do anything abt it unless they wanna be hunt down and killed)

- Something happens in the league, Slade attack blah blah, Ra’s died (ha, take that sucker) and Talia introduce Damian to Bruce (Ps: in this fic Damian isn’t produced bcoz Talia decided to steal batman’s sperm cell. Damian is product of a very steamy night between her mother and father)

- So yeah, Talia didn’t “rebuild” the league (she was finally free okay, she have the chance to be a better mother to her Alexander and be with his beloved) but don’t really move into the manor.

- She would do things slowly and gets a therapist for her and dami. We all know how they badly need that. [You can choose between Talia and Bruce decided to be wedded (again?) Or they just stay civil and respect each other for Damian’s sake]

- Back to Daminette. They’re kind of bestfriends that like to give each other a verbal smackdown (affectionately) and bond through their shared interest (weapons, arts, animals, etc. They also like like each other but don’t rlly say it cause they dont wanna mess their friendship (teenage years)

- they stay connected to each other but keep it a secret cause they don’t want anybody snooping around their business. (Talia and Sabine obv knows. And also Alfred) they also knows each other not so secret identity (LB and Rob)

- one day, Marinette decided that she’s too tired to give a f*ck abt Lila and hawkmoth’s sh*ts. ( Feel free to decide if there’s a class salt) She plans to gave in hawkmoths desire to akumatize her and plans to negotiated what power she want. (and that’s it: the power is she’ll able to get hold any power she want)

- while she’s akumatized she also plans too caught hawkmoth and mayura and retrieve their miraculous, and the memories of people that will able to tell that her and ladybug are just one person.

- everything goes according to her plan, except one thing; Liela Rossi. Anyways she started to lose control of her emotions and start to break down (let’s be honest people. Some people are really tend to be dangerous especially when they talk abt their feelings and personal stuff)

-Damian who’s giving the entire justice league rundown on what’s happening in paris and what they can do to help. Talia is there fo moral support (arguing that no, the akuma situation in paris is very real green lantern I’m not imagining things for I’m not a heathen like you)

- cause you know this idea is so out of the blue that she forgot to tell Damian abt her plan. And you know Mari being Mari she’s powerful, smart and a STRATEGIST so heroes all over the world is aware of her akumatization.

- batfam who know nothing abt this are shocked to the core when Damian start to curse and rushed to Paris via zeta tube (even though he explains earlier why other heroes are banned from entering Paris)

- blah blah he managed to track Marinette down and calmed her. Told her that she can know let go of her emotions for she already have won blah blah blah. Mari listen to him and just gave him the akumatized object. He break it releasing the akuma and it with a magical dagger Marinette gave him for Damian’s bday.

- Marinette faint out of exhaustion. Tikki cast the miraculous ladybug for the last time. Damian bring Marinette to the justice league tower making sure she’s okay.

- batfam is obviously confused like who’s this gurl and why is Damian so worried. did he just carry a villain to the tower? Smithing like that. Talia’s also caring for her and they assumed that maybe she’s another child of batman he didn’t know abt.

- you could add your ideas on what happens next just please please please make it a happy ending.

Have a good day, please tag me if you decided to write this (writing prompt/suggestion?) Anyway anyone is free to write this story too I’m just asking to be tagged so I can read it.

I’m hoping excitedly to read your work @princessjaqulinechess1031

allieinwriterland:

If I were to write a highlyself-indulgent, multi-chapter, multi-POV Maribat fic would anyone be interested in reading it? It includes:

- lila salt
- British!Dupain!reader (Mari’s cousin)
- Jason Todd x reader x Cassandra Cain love triangle
- Daminette
- Queer Adrien (and hints of future Jondrien)
- Lesbian!Chloé having a positive wlw role model
- Stephanie Brown x Tim Drake (bc they in love)
- Stephanie Brown vs Tim Drake (ship wars ftw)
- Barbara Gordon x Dick Grayson
- fake social media posts (with fancasts because I don’t want to have a mix of animation styles and it’s easier to find generic photos)
- Steph, Cassie and reader stealing the batmobile

Because if nobody cares then I’ll just pretend I haven’t written a bunch of pages and full backstory for it

Okay, I’m satisfied that at least some people will read and enjoy it, so this is happening. It’ll be posted both here and on AO3 whenever I feel like it. Keep giving this post notes or send in asks about it to motivate me and get it quicker (or if you have any title names because I just have no ideas yet)

If I were to write a highlyself-indulgent, multi-chapter, multi-POV Maribat fic would anyone be interested in reading it? It includes:

- lila salt
- British!Dupain!reader (Mari’s cousin)
- Jason Todd x reader x Cassandra Cain love triangle
- Daminette
- Queer Adrien (and hints of future Jondrien)
- Lesbian!Chloé having a positive wlw role model
- Stephanie Brown x Tim Drake (bc they in love)
- Stephanie Brown vs Tim Drake (ship wars ftw)
- Barbara Gordon x Dick Grayson
- fake social media posts (with fancasts because I don’t want to have a mix of animation styles and it’s easier to find generic photos)
- Steph, Cassie and reader stealing the batmobile

Because if nobody cares then I’ll just pretend I haven’t written a bunch of pages and full backstory for it

Day 17 of Daminette December Baking

(So sorry for not doing day 16 but I haven’t read the books nor watched the movies so I have no idea what to write for the Hogwarts AU)

Marinette grew up baking and it was something that she enjoyed to do second to designing and making clothes.

Damian in an attempt to do something romantic had asked advice from Dick and was told to make her something and suggested he bake her something.

So with a recipe from Alfred with step by step instructions. He began the creation of his gift.

After a few painstakingly attempts a decent looking sweet came out. Then came the attempts of decoration. After a few mistakes some of the icing came out delicious and perfectly cut fruit was done.

After a few hours of frosting and neat placement of fruits a wonder arrangement of cake and cupcakes were made.

Once Marinette got home from her business of fashion designing she came into the manner she asked if anyone was home. Damian replied in the kitchen when she arrived she came upon a flour and frosting stained Damian. When she turned her head she caught sight of the creation he had made. When he turned her head back to Damian she caught his smug face. He gestured torward the desserts and she grabbed a cupcake and took a bit. She turns to him and says it wasn’t half bad and that it was a great surprise and with that they drew into a kiss.

@bluerosette23@daminette-december2019

If only…

If only they had listened. Maybe they would still be friends. But were they friends?

Damian. The name of the person who had opened her eyes. Who showed her that her classmates’ words didn’t matter. That she didn’t need to bend over backward for everyone and especially for those who were fake friends. With much convincing from him and his family, she left that school and was now in online classes that allowed her to graduate high school easily. With classes being online and on her time she could now leave for Akuma attacks without trouble or excuses.

She wonders sometimes at night of what could have happened. If only he hadn’t appeared, what would have happened to her? Would she still be feeling an emptiness in her heart that was now full to the brim with love and acceptance? Would she still be listening to her classmates’ demands instead of working her way up into the world with her business that she started from the ground up? 

Damian was the person who made life okay again. After the surprise reveal of the bat family’s identity and that of her own to each other, they were even closer. Now that they knew each other’s life there were no secrets between them

If only she hadn’t met him and his family, would her archnemesis still be around? It was due to Damian and his family’s detective work that they found out about Gabriel and Natalie being villains. Batman even got them to admit to having accomplices aka Chole and Lila.

With Damian in her life, all seemed to go well. The what could have been did not matter because he was there and had changed what had been a nightmare into a dream. Because of him being in her life, she now had an amazing boyfriend, a great business taking off, and all of her enemies were getting their just due. She was able to escape her old classmates and even graduate early and spend more time on fashion and relaxing be it just getting more sleep or spending more time with her family or her boyfriend and his. @bluerosette23@daminette-december2019

Day 14 of Daminette December PowerSwapAu

It all started with an argument which then created a bet. Who had the tougher job? So they decided to switch being Robin and Ladybug for a week and see the results when they met up again.

Damianhad thought that this was gonna be an easy job compared to his time as Robin. Then came the first Akuma. A baby. His first Akuma was A BABY!! So not only did he have to deal with have to fight a child that fought with pure whim and randomness but also had to deal with this mangy cat that was no help what’s so every and only seemed to hinder his efforts to break the akumas object. He then had to fight on a limit or else his identity was at risk. Finally able to break the akumatized object and capture said akuma, was he able to cast Miraculous cure and leave the mangh cat. Being Robin was easier her thought.

Marinette thought that this was gonna be a piece of cake. Then came the first night of patrol. Ivy that night had decided to break out of Arkham prison and cause a riot. Though she now had a competent team behind her, getting high without a magic suit tends to leave huge bruises and possible fractures or breaks in her bones. By the time they capture Ivy and finished patrols, it was already the next day. This was gonna be a long week for her.

By the time the week was over they both agreed that they rather liked their own jobs better. So when they met up both said “You win.” Marinette replies first, “ I win? I dont think so your job is so hard and you do it all without magic be it in my suit or in the abilities I gain. Not only that you have to see the deaths of many with being able to cast the miraculous cure and not fix anything. Worse of all your villains are villains because they want to not because there’s a mad man who can use negative emotions to transform them. Your job is worse.” Damian replies “Tch. At least I know the people I punch or harm deserve it. He akumatized a baby. A BABY. That was the first akuma I had to fight. Not to mention as Robin I at least have someone competent to have my back like Father or Grayson but no you have this mangy alley cat that only complains and pouts and throws tantrums everywhere to get his way. He only gets in the way. I rather be Robin who I can be for however long any day than being ladybug who has a limit once her power is used. ”

Both agreed they would rather keep the job they had in the first place than the one they traded for. @bluerosette23@daminette-december2019

Prompt for day 13 of Daminette December Death

Sorry for being late was busy for a while.

Time and time again, Adrien would try and win Ladybug’s heart by being Chat Noir, knowing she already had someone in mind but to him it was only a crush. They were fated to be, he would tell him self. Then came a day when he realised that his lady’s heart had already been captured.

It came to be when Sandboy had been akumatized once again and in his wake came the nightmares of others. His lady and he fought together trying avoiding the nightmare sand and defeat the akumatized victim. In his rush to end the fight he made a mistake which lead to Ladybug getting the nightmare sand allover her.

As the dust clear up came to life her nightmare. Before them lied Robin, partner to Batman, in all his glory before a sword was plunged into by a woman he didn’t know(Talia). Ladybug’s anguished screams could be heard all over Paris. Though she knew it was a fake it all seemed too real the smell of blood and the taste of iron in the air. The sound of the sword being plunged through flesh with her beloved’s grunts of pains being heard. She could not help the tears that came from her bluebell eyes.

It was when Chat was hit into a building that she came back to her senses and went to defeat Sandboy. With a swing of her yoyo and the lucky charm of scissors was she able to cut the pillow which housed the akuma. With the akuma out she capture it and purified the butterfly. Next she threw up the luck charm and casted her miraculous cure that reversed the damage and removed the nightmares that had come to life.

As chat came to he asked the one question that came to his and everyone’s mind that had watched Alya’s live cast. She turned to the camera and to chat and said “That is my Robin, the one that has captured my heart and is one of the reasons you and I will never be Chat.” With that she threw her yoyo and swung away.

On a balcony above a bakery, sat a girl red eyed from crying tears of grief looking at a laptop waiting for a video call to connect. When it did she started to cry tears of relief and joy to see the face of a boy with her black hair and emerald green eyes. That whole night they talked about what happened and the realization that the girl came to see.

The next day at Dupont high school around lunch came a black car that no one recognized. As the car slowed out came a handsome teenage boy around their age that had a stern face. His emerald eyes started hard at all that he look at he turned and took something from the car.

What no one expected was for Marinette the recent outcast to run up to the boy. Once he caught sight of her did his stare softened up and his frown loosen up to a slight smile like smirk. He then pulled her into a hug and kissed her on the cheek causing her to light up a fierce red. She took the little box that he pulled from the car and smiled softly at him. She then made a gesture and one could see him help put a necklace on her.

The out came the liar and her little band of mindless sheep. Lila says how this must be ploy to make Adrien jealous and wondered how far she would go to get the boy to be with her, she probably paid him she whispered. The glare that came from Damian scared them. He the says “I have all the money in the world no one can pay me to do anything and she wouldn’t have to anyways she already has my heart as I do her.” Marinette pitches in and says “ Yeah, we only started dating yesterday but I’ve known him for a while now but if was only yesterday when I was hit by Akuma did I see what my feelings for him really were. Because I just couldn’t bare with the thought that he died and wouldn’t be in my life and if was then I saw that I wanted a life with him. So you can have the spineless guy named Adrien while I have a wonderful knight by my side.” The two then walked away hand in hand smiling.

That night Robin and Ladybug could be seen flogging high together playing tagged and laughing the whole time. They could see ladybug tie up Robin and kiss him. As she release him, he went and kissed her again before the game resumed and more laughter could be heard. Chat’s lady had already had someone capture her heart and it was due to the realistic showing of the death of Robin was she able to see her feeling and can now call Robin her boyfriend.

@daminette-december2019@bluerosette23