#maribat runs my life

[velveteenshadow]

I feel it's only fair to reblog since I accidently took over the comment section so Maribatters (is that the official name for Maribat fans? Is there a better one? Shoot I'm distracted...). Anyway, lovers of Maribat, go answer this request!

Quick!

I need your best/favorite Maribat tropes!

[thegurlwhoisntthere]

Okay, so I can’t believe I’m writing this, the Maribat/Daminette fandom has me by the throat so, here we are

There are a lot of fics where Damian comes to Paris and they click and he gets the Black cat miraculous for various reasons, and also a lot where Marinette goes to Gotham with generally the same outcomes, but what about a fic where Damian and his class go on a trip to Paris before Hawkmoth first attacks.

Like, he’s 13 and forced into this trip because the fam wants him to experience more than just being a vigilante and he hates it. His school has a program with Marinette’s, so at the beginning of the year they pack up and plan to spend two weeks in Paris.

This trip just so happens to coincide with when Master Fu is looking for his new Ladybug and Black Cat (y’all see where I’m going with this?)

In this Au, Adrien makes it to the school sooner and misses Master Fu because he’s testing Marinette. Adrien still gets to go to school, because he deserves happiness, but he’s able to get there the first day, and so avoids the whole gum thing that make Marinette hate him, but also sees what Chloe does to Marinette which really changes his initial perspective of school. He would definitely be a temp hero later, but he gets to enjoy being a normal rebellious teen.

Anyway, so Adrien Misses Fu, so who’s going to be the Cat? Well, Damian’s school pulls up at the same time Adrien would have.

The class stops to do a head count and give the general speech of why they’re there in front of the school and Damian’s planning on slipping away because he’s 13 and thinks this is all a waste of his time. He thinks that if he can make it back to the hotel without anyone noticing he’ll be able to make an argument that they forgot him and that he should be allowed to go home (can you see where I’m taking my inspiration from?). Unfortunately for him, Fu sees this and does his test (the fall). All his classmates don’t do anything because they’re from Gotham and are suspicious of everything (and also it’s Paris and they don’t want to be scammed) and the teachers don’t notice. Damian, however, does notice. He considers leaving anyway because it’s not his problem, but he’s been Robin for almost 3 or 4 years at this point and, contrary to what some people might say, has grown a lot. He would feel guilty and maybe even a little unworthy of Robin if he didn’t stop for 2 seconds to help this old man up.

It goes quite similarly to how it did with Adrien, he helps Fu up, but gets caught and can no longer run away from the class.

Basically, this au is a “what if Damian was The Black Cat from the start?”

I have a lot more ideas, but here’s just a few:

Damian isn’t Chat Noir, but I haven’t looked up any cat related names that he could be yet.

As the cat, Damian acts a lot more fun than he normally would allow himself. He’s not Chat Noir level, but this is the first time in his life where literally no one knows who he is and is monitoring his behavior, nor does he have anyone’s expectations on him for who he should be.

He’s initially annoyed with Ladybug, because she’s so clearly untrained, unconfident, and unprepared, but then she comes up with the plan that shows what she could be capable of, and the speech and he might have a crush, but brushes it off as grudgingly respecting her

He 100% plans on training her and their partnership is more equal than what the show portrays it as, because one of my main problems with the actual show is that chat noir, despite being her partner is often shoved aside and given the sidekick role

Damian doesn’t tell his family what’s happening. As far as they’re aware, Paris is fine. Normally he would have, but he had no time until after the fight and he really enjoyed being the cat that he’s like “I’ll tell them later” which keeps being pushed back.

At the end of the trip he somehow talks his family into letting him actually transfer to Paris so he can stay as the cat

He is baffled that this works, but they are all so happy that he’s taking an interest in something other than Robin and Superheroing that they jump on letting him before realizing that it means he’s gonna be in Paris for months.

Dick is sad about this later, so is Bruce and Alfred and the others, but he’s the most vocal about it.

Damian is also baffled that they haven’t figured out what’s going on by now and as everyday passes he gets more and more annoyed by the fact that his so called family of detectives have realized that he’s decided if they can’t figure it out, he’s not telling them.

He has not figured out that magic is preventing knowledge of this from leaving Paris and even if it didn’t, Magic is protecting his identity.

He acts annoyed by Plagg, but he actually loves him so much

His cat outfit is still fun with the ears and tail, but it’s a lot more elaborate and has a utility belt and a lot of hidden things

In fact, because it’s so elaborate, Marinette’s boring suit only stays for the first time she transforms. Once the fight finishes her little fashion designer brain can’t stop thinking about it and comes up with a new design after consulting Tikki.

Of course, she only has the idea of the costume down, because by the time they finalize it, she sees the news and has her depression moment, so the first time she wears it is when she saves Alya.

Due to this first change, her outfit would constantly be changing throughout her time as Ladybug, as she learns more about fighting and what she’s comfortable with, as well as what’s actually possible with magic and the miraculous.

By the end of the year her firs are going to be crazy (wait till she finds out she can change her actual eyes (both color and the pupils and-) hair colors and length)

She will eventually bully Damian into making some changes but he’s generally happy with the first design.

They also know each others identities a lot sooner because Damian actually knows the benefits and his cold logic is able to cut through a lot of her anxiety.

It still doesn’t happen until at least the second season tho.

Y’all I have so much more, but this is getting long and I’ve got things to do so tell me if u want more or feel free to add your own ideas!!!

[boldlyanxious]

About your Ex

Maribat get in civil war: the ex

Part of kissy kisses

“How can you stand there and pretend that this is all okay?” Damian said.

He didn’t yell. He always preferred not to yell but his voice was tense as if he was holding himself back from a bigger reaction.

“I told you my ex would be there. You knew that going in.”

Marinette crossed her arms over her chest. She would not back down. He walked up to her anyway. She looked up at him wishing looking up so far didn’t make her feel like she was giving him all the power.

“I have seen your exes and been pleasant,” she continued.

“My ex isn’t Adrien Fucking Agreste,” he said. “Currently in the running for sexiest man alive. Ring any bells?”

She turned her head away at the fire in his eyes but he took her chin and turned it back to him.

“And I wasn’t engaged.”

She bit her lip and forced back the tears. His touch softened and she rested her cheek against his hand.

“I never thought he would say anything,” she whispered. “We were seventeen and no one ever knew about it.”

“How could he be so foolish to have convinced you to marry him and not have shouted it out to the whole world?”

“Damian,” she started but took a breath when her voice broke. “I’m so s–”

He cut her off by pushing her against the wall. His mouth covered hers, cutting off her apology. She kissed him back, struggling to keep up with his pace. His hand moved to her hair and held her close as he deepened the kiss. It was possessive and bruising. She gripped his shirt as if to keep herself upright but she never would be able to fall with how tight he was holding her.

He pulled back slowly and she struggled to catch her breath. His kisses continued featherlight across her cheek and jaw before he kissed her mouth again, much more gently. He pulled a sigh from deep in her throat as he kissed her just as deeply but so softly that there was barely any pressure.

Her legs gave way and he continued to hold her up, but against his chest rather than pressed to the wall. His arms wrapped tight around her and he kissed the crown of her head and whispered against her hair.

“I have never felt so jealous in my life as I did when he told me you had been engaged.”

@maribatgetin

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[spacetime1969]

TOAxDC anyone?

I've been a part of the MariBat fandom for years now, and more recently become a part of the BatPham fandom since it grew into a full fandom of it's own.

In all that time I have been sitting on an idea for another crossover with DC that I think has just as much potential to become something entirely its own.

So, allow me to present the idea of Tales of Arcadia x Batman, which I've been affectionate calling the BATHUNTER crossover in my head.

More ramblings and fic recs under the cut.

So, first and foremost:

We have a bat bait, blue eyed, black haired, protagonist with trauma. Comparing this to the other two fandoms we've already hit the ground running.

We also have a reason for them to be in Gotham. At the end of Trollhunters we have Claire and Jim going with the trolls to find a new heartstone in New Jersey. Gotham is in New Jersey.

The trolls traveling across the country and founding New Trollmarket right in the Bat's territory doesn't even require an explanation beyond 'They found the new heartstone under Gotham City.'

The opportunities for identity shenanigans are still just as present as ever. If you stick to the full canon of the Tales of Arcadia universe, sans the time travel reset, then Jim, Claire and possibly Toby are both human and the bats could meet them as human civilians and as vigilantes who go around with glowing face covering armor and the ability to just disappear.

Personally, I'm not a huge fan of canon past the first half of wizards. So I like the idea of Jim using a glamour mask to go to school while being a vigilante in his half troll form. Make the bat's even more confused.

I also feel like the dichotomy between the three rules of trollhunting and Batman's usage of fear as a weapon and no killing rule would be fascinating.

Just:

"Fear heightens your senses. Fear keeps you alive. Arrogance gets you killed."

-vs-

“You prefer to call me Batman. But the reason you can never escape me … is that my name is fear. And I live within you.”

“Always finish the fight.”

-vs-

"Heroes should never kill a villain, no matter the depths of his villainy."

They would probably agree on rule three, though: “When in doubt, always kick them in the gronk-nuts.” Since Batman identifying weakness in both his teammates and villains is a whole thing.

Lastly, the potential for bio-dad aus is fascinating to me. Specifically, not with Bruce as the bio-dad, but with Commissioner Jim Gordon.

For anyone who hasn't happened on Jim Gordon's backstory, allow me to give some context. Jim Gordon's wife was named Barbara Eileen Gordon. They had two children, Barbra Gordon and Jim Gordon Jr. Barbara Eileen divorced Commissioner Gordon because she wanted to get her son out of Gotham.

From what I understand, in canon she keeps the name and eventually moves back to Gotham after her son becomes a serial killer and inmate of Arkham Asylum.

But this is an AU, canon is what ever we want it to be and Jim Lake being the biological kid of Commishionre Gordon and little brother of Barbra Gordon aka Oracle has some real potential in the right author's hands.

Fic Recs:

Loose Lips, by NerdofSpades

Batman wants answers. Jim wants to be left alone, so he can go back to his not so normal life. Too bad those two things aren't at all compatible with each other. At least Jim gets some new friends out of all of this. Probably. Maybe.

One of my favorite fics in general. Jim becomes friends with the Young Justice team while trying to convince Batman that he's 'just a civilian'.

three teenagers are loose in gotham (what will they do), by clayr_of_the_lillies

sometimes you become a vigilante deliberately. sometimes its twitter's fault. aka a tales of arcadia/batman crossover that wouldn't leave my mind.

Very funny and well thought out. I particularly like this interpretation of Gotham's trollmarket and the friendship between the trollhunters and the batfam.

In Their Blood, NerdofSpades

Barbara Lake saw an uncomfortably familiar pattern in the behavior of James Lake Junior. She saw it in almost everything he did these days. She had seen it in her friends growing up. She had lived it herself. She just wasn't sure how to help him, so, instead, she calls in a friend.

Another fun one by NerdofSpades. Barbara, having been Batgirl, recognizes Jim's behavior in herself. It's a shorter one but still a lot of fun

I'm also working on a couple of my own fics set in this crossover, but their still WIP for now

[velveteenshadow]

Okay fellow miraculous miscreants of mystery mayhem. I need my fellow community peeps to go answer this. I never thought about the fans having a name. Thank you brave anon because I'm now wondering what the name could possibly be.

I feel like the answer is either really creative and unheard of, or super simple and unheard of. Though, maybe I have just missed it when someone has brought it up?

Interesting Inquiry

Whether you answered yes, no, or something in between, pop a little word in the replies or reblogs (whichever is most comfortable).

Someone with the hidden knowledge of what the name is, share your wisdom with us. Otherwise, let's fill the post with batty ideas of what potential names could be used then we can see which one is the most miraculous of them.

[starwarsmum]

Day 14 of Maribat BioFamily September and we're almost halfway through!

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Marinette cursed aloud as she flitted into an alley. It was the last morning of Cass’s visit and Hawkmoth had just released a nasty akuma with the power to destroy anything with the touch of their hand. It was almost like a cataclysm, except nothing turned to dust, it simply ceased functioning.

It meant that the akuma could touch a person and they would flop to the ground, dead. Calling for her transformation, Marinette yoyo-ed to the top of the nearest building and waited for Chat Noir. She watched as the akuma - Slayer, imaginatively - felled everyone in his path. She could see that his black hooded cloak had a timepiece attached to it and Marinette thought that that was where the butterfly must be hidden.

“Bugaboo!” Marinette didn't bother to turn as Chat landed next to her. She hated that he still used the stupid nickname, but he didn't seem to understand that she couldn't stand it. And even though she was no longer crushing on Adrien, she still wasn't interested in Chat. “I wish we could meet under better circumstances, m'lady. But at least I get to see you!”

“Chat, this really isn't the time,” Marinette said through gritted teeth. She tried to formulate a plan to take down the akuma, but she was pulling up short in every avenue. She was about to call for her lucky charm when she saw that Slayer was grading in the direction she had come from.

“You're absolutely right, Bugaboo, we should get dinner together tonight! Whaddaya say; you, me a bottle of something bubbly…”

“I already have plans,” Marinette said, quickly forming a plan as she started zipping from building to building. She landed on the top of the cafe she had left Cass and Damian in, taking notes of the vehicles and the fabric store she had been planning to take them to next. “Besides, like I've said before, I'm not interested, Chat. Now come on, I have an idea.”

What felt like no time at all, but in reality was about fifteen minutes, Marinette released the white butterfly and called out ‘Miraculous Ladybug’. Everything was set right, people popping up from the ground and moving about their day to day lives as if nothing had happened. It was both encouraging that people could move past the horrors inflicted on them, and deeply concerning.

“So, bugaboo, about that date!” Marinette practically growled in frustration. When would he listen when she said no? He pouted at her and flung an arm around her shoulder. “Me-ouch m'lady, what's a guy gotta do to get some time with the love of his life these days?”

“I don't know but when you find them, let me know,” she said, pushing him off of her and zipping away with a terse ‘Bug out’. She zigzagged away, making sure nobody was following her before dropping into a deserted alley to detransform. “Sorry Tikki, but you're going to have to eat as we run because Cass and Damian are probably worried.”

“Of course, Marinette,” the tiny god replied, ducking into her bag as she raced out of the alley. She jogged along the streets, trying to spot the pair. They were standing outside the cafe, talking in a mix of sign language and English. They stopped abruptly when Cass spotted Marinette and she waved sheepishly at them.

“Hey, sorry about that!” They both gave her searching looks but she didn't know what to tell them. She wasn't used to having people asking her where she'd gone because Alya was always chasing after the akuma and her parents ran a busy patisserie.

“It's fine,” Cass said, although she exchanged a look and a few hand signs with Damian. Marinette didn't know what they were saying, but the latter gave her a calculative look that made her nervous. “But I must go for my flight. I'll see you again soon, I promise.”

After several hugs and a slightly disappointed goodbye, Marinette was left with Damian, who was still watching her. She smiled at him nervously before he suggested they find somewhere to sit and have some coffee. She had the feeling that he wasn't going to let her absence go as easily as everyone else in her life did.

They settled at a table in the corner of a cafe that Marinette frequented when she didn't want her friends disturbing her for whatever reason. It was out of the way and served average coffee, but the lack of people made it worthwhile in her book.

“Am I right in assuming that you do not want to talk about why you disappeared earlier?” Damian asked eventually, and Marinette tensed at the knowing tone. He watched her as she nodded but did not press her any further. “Then I shall not inquire further. I am in town for a few more days, however, so if you require assistance with anything, do not hesitate to ask. I have…resources and contacts that could make things easier for you.”

Marinette stared at him dumbly for a few moments, too surprised to panic that he had maybe worked out her secret identity. He waited patiently, sipping at his coffee and glancing around the room dispassionately. Her mouth opened and closed soundlessly as she tried to make noise without any effect. Finally she managed to lean forward and whisper furiously.

“How- what- you-” she spluttered, mind spinning faster than she could talk. But finally her mouth caught up with her brain and she froze before she screwed up any more than she already had, and said in a flat voice, “...I don't know what you're talking about.”

Damian snorted and leveled a look at her that made her blush. She set her mouth stubbornly, which made him smirk knowingly. Flushing even more deeply, Marinette looked away from him and took a sip from her own coffee. They drank coffee in a tense silence for a stretch of minutes, until Marinette excused herself to use the bathroom.

When she returned from her minor panic attack (which Tikki had talked her through) Damian had been approached by an older looking woman in a sharp suit. His face was cold and bored and he appeared to be giving clipped one-word answers to whatever she was saying. He spotted Marinette and seemingly dismissed the woman in a way that made her retreat quicker than Marinette would have thought possible.

“Is that another family member?” She asked when she arrived back at the table, watching the woman return to her group with interest. Cass hadn't shared a great deal about her life in America, but she had mentioned an older sister-like figure, and Marinette wondered if that was who had approached their table.

“Tt, not at all,” Damian said, elaborating no further. Instead he leaned towards her, voice low and hurried as though he was worried she wouldn't allow him to finish. “I did not mean to alarm you, Marinette. If you are what I suspect, I have nothing but respect for what you have been doing. I merely thought that you would want to know if-”

“Okay, I don't want to know if what I think you know is what you know,” Marinette interrupted, leaning forward so that her words were barely over a whisper. “If you do, in fact, know what I think you know, you cannot tell anyone. Because there's a lot riding on the wrong person not finding out. And unless one of the ‘contacts’ you have is freaking Jules Maigret or Sherlock Holmes I very much doubt that they'll be much help.”

Damian's mouth twitched upwards and Marinette's eyes flicked to it before she realised how close together their faces were. She swallowed, reining in the impulse to jerk away from him - if he had an issue with their proximity he could fix it. They stayed like that, and electric charge in the air between them before he leaned back slightly with a sigh.

“As it so happens, I have contact with a detective of similar calibre. Perhaps we could go somewhere less public to have any further discussion?” He drained his coffee mug and lifted an eyebrow in query. Marinette tried to quash the butterflies that were fluttering like mad in her stomach and nodded.

She hastily gulped the remainder of her coffee before standing and following him as he led her out of the shop and into the street. She had the feeling that everything was about to change for the better.

[intotherabithole]

Maribat 1920s speakeasy au

I was originally wanting to find some miraculous ladybug mafia 1920s AUs but I couldn't find anything. Then I figured I would make my own and instead I came up with a maribat one.

This is the mess I have thought of so far:

[ ] Anarka runs a speak easy called the liberty with help of gang leader Jason todd

[ ] Jason and Roy help run alcohol for the liberty and kick out trouble makers

[ ] Luka plays in the band for the liberty and helps out Jason with odd jobs

[ ] Juleka is the singer for the liberty but wants to help more

[ ] Juleka is dating Rose and she tries to keep her out of the dangerous part of her life

[ ] Nino also plays in the band for the liberty

[ ] Alya works as a reporter

[ ] Dick Grayson is a dective investigating a string of murders with the help of his partner Tim

[ ] Tim has only recently joined the police force having always looked up to Dick

[ ] The murders they are investigating are getting written off as gang violence but they think there is something more to it

[ ] There is a new mysterious club that has opened up called Papillion owned by Gabriel Agreste

[ ] A strange drug is showing up called Akuma

[ ] Marinette makes clothing under alias to high-profile clients. Some of these clients have connections to criminal organizations

[ ] Talia is a ballet instructor to both Cass and kagami. She is also friends with Anarka and Emilie.

[ ] Emilie has gone missing

This is what I've thought of so far. I'm not sure what the ships should be or the murderer. If you have any idea, feel free to share them. Also, if you want to make your own works inspired by this concept, please tag me. I would love to see what everyone comes up with.

I also made some sketches already for concept designs.

I was thinking Juleka would uncover her eye when she sings.

[abyssal-ali]

Maribat Ships and My Vibe Explanations

These are based on the most popular tropes and scenarios I've seen particularly for a specific ship, but some are my own vision:) Moodboards I made for each ship, which are partially inspired by the below thoughts, are linked in the ship name.

Brucinette:

Boss x Secretary trope or Socialite meets Other Socialite and Both Discover each other is Less Shallow than they Thought

Alternatively,

Hero x Villain Love story.

Look, we all know Bruce has a bad track record with his Rogues and also Love in general

Black Cat Mari is the most popular, probably, but I think we should see more Villain/ Morally Grey Mari with other Miraculi

Not my favourite ship but it can be fun

Particularly when we add Dad Bruce and Mari gets to adopt the Batkids and be a Cool MomTM.

Dickinette:

Often a Villain x Hero romance, usually Black Cat Marinette and Nightwing.

A good trope to be sure, but I think we should spice it up more.

Vampire Dick Truthers (you know who you are) have a point with their Vampire Dick and Mari fics. Why not make Dick the villain in Mari's Rogue Gallery???

Overall a great trope, especially if you really delve into their characters: both are 'sunshine' characters who fight everyday to be the nice, kind heroes everyone thinks they are and expects them to be, even though it's the hardest route to take.

Jasonette:

(I'm biased as it's my #1 Maribat ship, but I'll try not to go on too long >.<)

Villain x Hero? Hero x Hero? Amazing, outstanding. What about Villain x Villain? I myself would love to see more Rogue Jason and Rogue Mari fics.

Any AU is amazing. I admit to having a fondness for Mob Boss Jason, partly because he is one in canon, at least for a while, and because I'm addicted to dark/mafia romance novels. Lieutenant Mari? Yes, please. Rival Mob Boss Mari? Heck yeah! Bat-affiliate Mari? Gimme. Please.

The amount of character exploration you could do if you wrote a romance where they actually stayed together, looking at you, DC is intriguing. Would Jason change for someone he loved? Would he give up crime lording? Would Mari accept him anyways but then they'd have to deal with one half running from the law/vigilantes and the other half being on the vigilantes' side?

Also, soft Jason. Nerding out over books and music and fashion and appreciating the fine things in life and meeting this cute fashion designer with a penchant to listen to Jagged Stone-

So many AU opportunities!! Bakery AU! Mafia AU! Coffee Shop AU! Meetcute at the Museum AU!...

Okay I'll move on now:(

Timari:

LISTEN

This ship IS THE DEFINITION OF THE CEO X SECRETARY TROPE!

I need more, I don't care if it's overused

Also, rival hackers or geniuses.

OR COFFEE SHOP AU

They're both coffee monsters, it's perfect

No I don't care that there are two dozen coffee shop Timari AUs, give me more.

Daminette:

ACADEMIC RIVALS TO LOVERS

Or just rivals to lovers is fine too

YOU REALLY THINK THESE TWO 'MUST BE THE TOP IN CLASS' WOULDN'T BE FIGHTING OVER GRADES AND THEN PAIRED UP ON AN ASSIGNMENT BECAUSE THEY'RE TOO INTENSE TO WORK WITH ANYONE ELSE AND THEN THEY HAVE TO WORK TOGETHER AT ALL TIMES LEST THE OTHER SABOTAGE THEIR PROJECT AND THEN THEY FALL IN LOVE-

anyways

I'm not even into HP but I want a Hogwarts AU with these two-

or any dark academia rivals to lovers au

Roynette:

Enemies or Rivals to Lovers

It's just a simple misunderstanding, as all large rifts start off with.

There's a translation issue or an eavesdropping that is taken out of context

(they're both idiots your honour)

But then something happens and they have to work together or they're made to talk and they realize it's all just a misunderstanding

And then they're like... " while we're clearing the air...so uh, I kinda have a crush on you'

"no way, me too!!"

And Mari meets Lian (or maybe that's what starts this, Jason and Mari are hanging out babysitting Lian and Roy comes to pick Lian up and they start talking and and and-)

And Mari loves Lian immediately of course, who wouldn't?

And so Roy likes her more because she likes Lian so automatically she's not as bad as he thought, and Lian really likes her too

And then they fall in love and Jason and Lian are the master matchmakers behind the scenes

You can pry OTP Jason & Lian setting up Roynette out of my cold dead hands

Konette:

I haven't seen or read a ton of Konette, but they usually meet at the Titans

Friends to Lovers 100%

They're both quiet and new and feeling out the dynamics

so they're often pushed together on purpose or by accident because the others are just so loud and chaotic

And then they become BFFs and are less inclined to join the others' chaos and so spend more time together, and so the cycle continues

And then one day something happens

Kon is Kryptonian and Mari had the Miraculous, they're usually the least-damaged members, but something happens, there's Kryptonite or magic or Something and one or both gets hurt.

The other jumps in front of them to take the blow because they can't let the other get hurt

"Why did you do that?!"

"I couldn't let you get hurt. You need to save our teammates."

Then the hurt one faints or passes out and the other confesses and thinks they can't hear them

They get back to the Tower safely and get treated and wake up and then they see the other

"Did you say you loved me, when I was passed out?"

"You heard that? Uh...yeah, I love you."

"I love you too!"

I haven't read much of any of the other ships to get a good feel on them, so I'm stopping here:)

[dramatic-squirrel]

Daminette December Day 23- Remove

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I have something to confess" Ladybug told Robin. It was a foggy night in Gotham, the full moon obscured, creating a darkness only penetrated by the interspersed street lamps. "I can't do this anymore."

"‘This’ as in being a superhero or ‘this’ as in continuing our relationship?"

"The latter. I can't continue dating you like we have," she tugged at one of her pigtails. "It's difficult to date someone who I only know with a mask on. I'd trust you with my life but we can't have a life together."

"An ultimatum then. Reveal our identities to each other or break up?" he crossed his arms while thinking about his choices.

"Yeah…" she trailed off. "I don't want it to come to this but… what other option is there? I know your secret identity is a big deal to you, but don't you think I've earned that right by this point?"

“It’s more complicated than that,” Robin paced back and forth on the rooftop. Everything would change once she knew, and he doubted it would be for the better. “Knowing my identity wouldn’t do you any good, you would just come to hate me.”

“I think I deserve the right to make that judgment myself.” He hesitated, his hand moved toward his mask, yet he couldn’t take it off. Ladybug grabbed his hand in hers. “If you’re nervous, I'll go first. Believe me, it’s scary for me too, because I don’t know what you’ll think of the other half of my life, but I want to take that risk. You’re worth it. Spots off.” A pink flash surrounded her and when it abated, Marinette Dupain-Cheng stood in her place.

“I know you…” Robin trailed off as he recalled the person who called herself Marinette. The person he met a few months ago when they both took the same business class. The girl who was always late, running off in the middle of lectures and looked as tired as any of his family members.

“You do? Wow, that’s… kind of expected actually.” He gave her a look of disbelief. “No, I just mean, in stories and movies, the superheroes always meet outside of their costume. It’s like they’re drawn together by fate. At least, that’s probably what Tikki would say.”

“Your mini god right?” He remembered Ladybug mentioning her once. “Where is she by the way?”

“Hiding and eating. The kwami’s are mostly distrustful of other people since the Hawkmoth matter, so it might be some time before she allows you to see her.” Robin nodded in understanding, it was a sentiment he could understand. “That being said, it’s fine if you still want to hide your identity,” she backtracked a bit. “I hope you know that I wouldn’t baselessly judge you on your civilian identity, but if you still can’t trust me that’s fine. It’s fine for now. I just don’t know how long we can continue a relationship like that.”

Robin grabbed hold of her wrists to stop her arms that were flailing around. “You’re right. I do trust you.” He reached for the mask again and this time, without pause, took it off to reveal himself as Damian Wayne.

“Who are you?”

“You don’t know?” They stared at each other, Marinette in confusion and Damian in shock. “How could you not know? We attend the same college class.”

“There are like fifty people in that class. I’m not going to remember all of them.”

“Surely you read the newspaper though. Haven’t you heard of the Waynes?”

“I know of Wayne Enterprises and Bruce Wayne. Are you affiliated with them somehow?” He facepalmed, how could she be this unobservant? Then he shook his head and decided to look on the brightside.

“Yes, I’m affiliated with them. I’m Damian Wayne. I suppose I should be glad you’ve never read anything about my family.” 

“Oh, ok. Well, I look forward to getting to know you, Damian Wayne.” She held out her hand for a handshake.

“As do I, Miss Dupain-Cheng.” And taking her hand, they gave each other a knowing smile.

[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

A lovely sight

Timari January: Day 20 (This is a date, isn’t it?) by @maribat-calendar-events

Summary: Breaking and entering at the same time is definitely a date.

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Marinette laced her hands behind her back, following after Red Robin like she was a puppy that was eyeing up the treat in his hand.

“Don’t you have better things to do?” He sighed, glancing around a corner before nodding – mostly to himself – and continuing forward.

“Nah, I’ve got everything I came for,” she said, swinging her bag for emphasis.

“Then why aren’t you leaving?”

She grinned. “I'm not stupid, Red, I know that anything you’re after would be worth quite a lot.”

“Won’t be worth much if you don’t know how to use it.”

“I’m not a bat,” she reminded him. “I’m perfectly willing to get help. I’ll hire someone if I have to.”

“Yeah? Then I guess I’m going to start applying for a specific job position hundreds of times.”

“Aw, you want to spend time with me that bad?”

He rolled his eyes (they were gray) and went back to ignoring her, trying door after door in search of… well, something. Marinette wasn’t really sure. She knew that there was a goldmine of information on site – the people running the place were decently important members of the Court of Owls, and most rich people were absolutely arrogant enough to keep classified documents without proper defenses. She didn’t know the nature of the information, but she knew she could use it as leverage or sell it for personal gain, so she would like to get her hands on it.

“Well, it looks like we’re out of the bed and guest rooms…” she said, quietly relieved. She had already walked in on people ‘making the most of the night’ enough to last a lifetime. In fact, walking in on people zero times would have been enough to satisfy her for life. She was not having a good time. “I’m guessing we’re looking for a study? Or an office?”

“Why do you ask?” He sighed, glancing up from the room he had opened up. It looked to be a greenhouse of sorts. Rich people.

“Because I want to help, obviously,” she said, smiling sweetly.

“You don’t even know what to look for,” he reminded her carefully. “You need me to find anything of use.”

“I’m just going to steal the CPU and every file I get my hands on.”

A simple method, maybe, but hey, it works.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Don’t do that.”

“You could always tell me what we’re looking for,” she said.

“I am looking for stuff that can put them behind bars.”

She hummed a little, nodding to herself. Yeah, that could definitely be used to extort them. Especially since there was no way that a family as rich as this would actually go to jail. Sorry, Red Robin, she should probably tell you of her doubts, but she’s a realist and a capitalist.

They got approximately three doors down before Marinette’s ears picked something up. She blinked and glanced back at the end of the hallway, where she could hear the steel toe boots of the guards clanking as they headed their way. They were moving fast – not quite running, but certainly moving with urgency. Which meant they were suspicious.

She glanced back at the door she had just unlocked. It was a study, almost definitely the one that they were looking for based on the sheer amount of filing cabinets there, but she couldn’t see any hiding places. Besides, the place was supposed to be locked. If they so much as tried the knob, they would realize where they were hiding.

But if they were suspicious already then it would be difficult for them to get into the room later. If the guards didn’t see Red Robin and Marinette there, and saw nothing out of place, then they would expect for them to head there later.

She tipped her head from side to side, considering.

She rushed in and threw open some cabinets, tossing aside manila folders and individual papers alike.

“The hell are you doing?” Red Robin hissed. “They’re going to check here first, we need to go.”

She didn’t bother answering. She glanced around, making sure the place looked sufficiently ruined.

He held a hand out for her, jerking his head in a way that screamed ‘hurry up’ without actually screaming because they didn’t want to get caught –.

She nodded to herself before taking the hand and allowing him to drag her to the door.

They poked their heads out the moment the guards stepped into the hall.

There was a beat as the two pairs locked eyes, frozen in a mix of shock and horror.

And then Red Robin yanked on her arm and they were stumble-running for the nearest place to hide.

They slipped into the greenhouse, and Marinette threw the door closed behind herself, locking it.

Marinette breathed a tiny sigh as she stepped back. It wouldn’t hold them for long, but it would hold them.

“We know you’re in there!” The person yelled, and there was a terrible clanging sound as they beat against the doorknob.

“Get fucked!”

“Open up or we’ll make you!”

“Yeah? Do it!”

The knob broke off, and with it the lock. The door started to open.

Okay, well, yeah, that one was on her.

“Occupied!” Marinette yelled through the new crack, pushing the door closed again and throwing all of her weight into holding it. At least the hinges were on their side. It was much easier to hold the door closed that way.

Red Robin wrung his hands, looking around. There was plenty of vegetation to hide in, but would that really matter? They knew they were there.

And then his eyes lit up with something that might have been realization.

“Hold the door!”

“I’m sorry, the fuck did you think I was doing before?! Leaning against it for fun?!”

He started moving aside plants frantically, shoving a few in front of the door as if a tiny pot of aster was really going to help her hold back the people ramming into the door as hard as they could.

An alarm started to blare.

“Well, I guess this is a lovely place to die,” she muttered.

“We’re not dying here. I am not dying with you.”

But it didn’t work like that, they both knew.

Her eyes slid from place to place, drinking in the sights. They would be the last ones she’d ever see, after all. No one comes back from screwing over rich people.

So, she should enjoy it while she can.

Flowers of all colors. Blues, purples, yellows, whites, and greens. She recognized a few as aconite plants, though she couldn’t move close enough to see what type.

There was a stone bench crowded underneath a gorgeous cherry tree in the center of the room. Maybe the tree would have been a problem, as it made it difficult for the sun to get through, but in a place like Gotham it didn’t matter.

Sun lamps shone down on them, and it was the closest she had ever been to actually feeling sunlight in a long while. It was nice.

A couple of butterflies fluttered around, disturbed by the banging on the door. One landed on her shoulder, and she smiled at it.

Through the glass wall on the opposite side of the room, she could see bright smears of neon lights.

“What a waste,” she breathed. “That such a lovely, romantic sight should be wasted on us.”

Red Robin pulled back to look at her, his skin flushed from all of the rushing he had been doing. “Well, who says we can’t be romantic? This is a date, isn’t it?”

She giggled. It sounded a little manic, even to her own ears. “Oh? Take all the girls to do B&E on your first dates, then, Red?”

“I mean, why not? What better way is there to tell if you’re compatible than to try and work your way out of a life-or-death situation together?”

She laughed, and this one was far less strained. “Oh, and how are we doing?”

She had expected him to banter back, to say something about how they weren’t meant to be, but he drew back from his spot and revealed a vent he had unscrewed.

“You tell me.”

Marinette’s eyes widened.

And then she glanced back at the door, the butterfly fluttering off in protest of the sudden motion. But she didn’t care.

“Move the bench over here.”

[the-delta-42]

Series

My Multi-chaptered Fics/Series

War Circle AU - Miraculous Ladybug - Marinette has an older brother who has the Wolf Miraculous, the head of the War Circle.

The Pirate Prince - Legend of Zelda - Link was orphaned at 3 months old and taken in by the King of the Gerudo, Ganondorf. Fast-forward seventeen years later, a disagreement results in Link leaving and start sailing the seas as the captain of The Fierce Deity, a Pirate ship that is known for hunting down various Criminals and pirates alike, But the winds of destiny throw Link back to his family. Zelink.

To Find Hyrule -  Legend of Zelda - Link never expected to find a home on the waves. Tetra never expected to find a home in a person. A Series of non-chronological One-Shots that'll vary in length that'll follow Link and Tetra, and their growing relationship, as they look for New Hyrule. Set after Phantom Hourglass. I decided there wasn't enough of Tetra and Link, so here's a series of one shots around them. Telink.

To Find Hyrule Reblogged - The To Find Hyrule series in Chronological Order

Agents Like Us -  Zootopia - Before Nick was hustling with Finnick, he was a secret agent with Mammal Military Intelligence 5 and FBI. Now, ten years after Nick left, his old partner has come to call. After all, Nick can't run from Jack, not again. This story will contain Ships. Featuring Nick Wilde, Judy Hopps, Jack Savage and Others.

Rewrite History - Miraculous Ladybug - Bunnyx changing history of Ladybug’s orders, in an attempt to advert a disastrous event.

To the Final Frontier - Miraculous/Star Trek -

Valentine’s Prompts - Miraculous Ladybug - The Prompts from DeviantArt’s Valentine’s day

Bridges AU - Miraculous Ladybug - Adrien and Marinette have a falling out and Marinette is forced through the pain of losing her family. Started out as salt, future parts will retcon things

Marivenger - Miraculous Ladybug/Marvel - Marinette teaming up with the Avengers

Critical - Miraculous Ladybug - Marinette is injured in an Akuma attack and is left fighting for her life

Armed AU - Miraculous Ladybug - While fighting an Akuma, Ladybug is disarmed and exposed to the city of Paris

Hush AU - Miraculous Ladybug - Marinette’s parents discover her secret

Rules of Precinct One - Zootopia - The rules that all Officers in Precinct One have to follow. Zootopia.

Revealed - Miraculous Ladybug - Marinette has a terrible secret revealed after Rose is Akumatized

New Car AU -  Miraculous Ladybug/Transformers Prime - Marinette thought she had a normal car, after her last one was stolen and torched, but it opened her world up for a whole lot of insanity.

Maribat -  Miraculous Ladybug/DC - Genetics are a wonderful thing, unless the substitute Science teacher is an arsehole. Bio Dad Bruce Wayne.

Miraculous Transformers - All MLB-TF cross over fics

In Plain Sight -  Miraculous Ladybug/Transformers - LB-14 and CN-15 were dispatched to Paris under orders from Optimus Prime. Nowhere in those orders was the recommendation for them to crash into a building and reveal themselves to a group of locals.

Autobot City - Transformers: Prime, Rescue Bots & Robots in Disguise 2015 AU

Grief -  Miraculous Ladybug - WARNING! THIS STORY HAS MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, VIOLENCE AND SOMEONE TAKING THEIR OWN LIFE! IF THIS IS LIKELY TO SET YOU OFF IN ANY WAY DO NOT READ! A moment is all it took. A moment is the cost of a battle. A moment that starts a whole domino effect that leads to the end for so many.

Too Far AU - Miraculous Ladybug - This series has implied and referenced rape/non-con elements. If this is likely to trigger, offend or otherwise make you react in a negative way DO NOT READ! A group from another class believe Lila's lies too well and believe Marinette is working with Hawkmoth. The group decide to take the law into their own hands, only for them to go too far in their 'interrogation' techniques.

Winged Mirabel AU - Encanto - An Encanto AU where Mirabel has wings

Know Better AU -  My parts for Tumblr's Fake Apology AU, but I'm going to remove as much of the salt from it as possible. - Miraculous Ladybug - Marinette hears Nino and Adrien talking and gets the wrong end of the stick, which creates a domino effect that causes a dark secret to be revealed. TW: contains mentions of abuse, past non-con and Gabriel Agreste being a shit person

Family - The Walking Dead -Alvin and Rebecca reluctantly agree to foster Clementine, a troubled child they've fostered before, after her latest foster family send her back into care.

TWDG Wing AU - The Walking Dead - If you were fortunate enough, you were born with wings. If you weren’t, you’d hope a child in your family would born with wings. Lee and his younger brother fell into the former camp, their parents were in the camp with them. Centuries ago, people with wings were once treated as deities, then were hunted, and then treated with the utmost respect. After an apocalypse interrupts Lee's journey to prison, he suddenly finds himself acting as a guardian for a little girl called Clementine. While doing his best to care for, and protect, her, he finds himself on the long road to redemption.

TWDG Reunions AU - After Clementine and AJ are exiled from the school, they make their way to New Richmond and the New Frontier. After reuniting with some old friends and a couple of accidents, the pair forge a new life in the community. Ten years later, they experience a tragedy and an unexpected reunion.

The Black Order - Harry Potter - The Order of the Phoenix wasn't the only secret group that stood against Voldemort and his Death Eaters. But no one wants to talk about the Black Order.

Why? - Miraculous Ladybug/Incredibles/Marvel/DC - In a misguided attempt to help his friend, Adrien takes her sketchbook and shows it to his father. The actions Gabriel takes draw world wide condemnation and causes two families to band together to bring him down.

Hindsight - Miraculous Ladybug - Lila doesn't agree to Adrien's deal, so Damocles never goes back on his decision to expel Marinette. Soon, Mdm. Bustier is in an interview at another school and finds that there are more differences between her previous and current workplace than she expected. A few days later, Marinette is offered a place at another school, while her previous class realise the truth about Lila. After an incident during an Akuma attack, everyone starts to understand that hindsight is 20/20.

Your Royal Highness - Miraculous Ladybug/Assassin's Creed AU - For over 2000 years, three kingdoms, known as Eden, Elysium and Babylon, appeared. For 2000 years, the Assassin's have protected those kingdoms, as well as the vaults that are hidden within them. With the Prince of Elysium in Paris, two Novices are placed as his body guards in a bid to expediate their training. Unfortunately, Hawkmoth appears, leading to one of the Novices to being given a Miraculous. Soon Hawkmoth will understand the meaning of Nothing in True, Everything in Permitted.

Full Moon - Miraculous Ladybug/Harry Potter - At three years old a werewolf, by the name of Fenrir Greyback, bit Marinette during a full moon. Being a werewolf is Marinette's biggest and greatly guarded secret, even more than her identity as Ladybug. And Lila, in an attempt to turn everyone against Marinette, accidentally tells the truth.

The Truth - Miraculous Ladybug - Marinette trying to tell Adrien the truth leads to a series of unexpected events.

Fall of Order - Miraculous Ladybug/Star Wars - On the cusp of starting her Jedi Trials, Padawan Marinette Dupain-Cheng was on her last mission with her Master Wang Fu attempting to gain Mandalorian support in the final days of the Clone War, when Order 66 was broadcast and the Republic became the Empire.

Returns - Lee is confused after waking up in the middle of a forest with Carley and Ben, meanwhile at Ericson's, Clementine is trying to wrap her head around dead friends coming back to life and her unexpected condition.

Master and Padawan - Star Wars: Rebels A.U. The Jedi and the Republic never fell, Anakin didn't fall and Palpatine is dead. After Obi-Wan and Luke bring back a prisoner from Malachor, the Council must decide what they must do with Maul’s captured Apprentice.

Home - In the final year of the Clone War, four years after being forced to leave her home, Jedi Clementine Marsh is forced to take four Jedi and their troops to her home world, after the Wildfire Virus is accidentally released while sparring with Anakin Skywalker's apprentice. Forced to confront her past, Clementine must ensure her men survive while waiting for Republic aid.

The Walking Dead Game What Ifs - Inspired by the works done by @thecrusadercomrade and @bourbonificould. A set on disconnected oneshots based on Telltales The Walking Dead Game with elements from The Walking Dead TV Show.

Ripples - How much of the future would change, if one small detail is changed? Ariana is saved from being attacked, little near a century later her great-great grandson enters Hogwarts at the start of his first year. Ariana never actually thought Harry would be in danger though. (I forgot to post the Chapters here.)

Abused and Broken - An unexpected miracle results in people lost during the first Wizarding war returning to the land of the living. No one knows who brought them back, nor do they know how or why. They just have to fix the broken parts of their families as best as they can.

Harry Potter What Ifs - Coming Soon

Star Wars What Ifs - Coming Soon

[meduarts]

Managing Life (Part 3/?)

Summary: Marinette has been Audrey Bourgeois' secretary ever since she voiced out her dream of having her own business. Audrey thinks that she should learn more about the nooks and crannies of running a fashion business. However, fate has other plans for her, and honestly, what can our resident guardian could do to counter fate?

Disclaimer: I do not own MLB or DCU.

Pairings: Dick Grayson/Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Taglist: @timinette-is-bestbest, @peach-blueberry-pie, @tinybrie, @taewinterbear95, @its-maemain, @flyhighdreamer, @kokoroluna @kitsun3699 @lilfuturescarss @kaimodius @sinoffalsejudgement @night-ngale @laydeekrayzee @fauxnormal @stella17luna @plz-excuse-my-inner-gay @ae-vixrose @toodaloo-kangaroo @ascetic-orange @l-of-the-gbt @lex-am @hemeraandnyxx @tbehartoo(Tell me if you want to be a part of the taglist!)

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Bruce walked to the restaurant that Audrey and he agreed on and was led to a seat where he found his old friend waving at him with her signature mischievous smile. Audrey Bourgeois stood up and opened her arms, "Brucie darling! How fabulous it is that you could finally join us!" she crooned and gave him a hug.

The hug wasn't uncomfortable, in fact, it was a familiar hug that he had somewhat missed. He pulls away and gave her a charming smile "A pleasure as always Audrey, how's your daughter, and how's Andre?"

"Chloe-bee is as spectacular as ever and you know how Andre is, still running Paris as a Mayor should." She paused and her smile turned somber. "I heard about your loss, I'm so sorry, Brucie."

Bruce smiled weakly, "I'll manage. I met someone today that gave me hope."

"Good." Audrey nodded with a sniff "Now! I want to introduce you to my darling apprentice! Oh, you are going to love her, Brucie!" Then she turns around to reveal a girl who was looking at him like she had seen a ghost.

That's when he noticed that the girl was the same young woman who gave him the amulet at the park. "I'd like to introduce you to my darling apprentice! Bruce Wayne, meet Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Marinette darling, this is Brucie Wayne!"

The girl in question, who had been staring at him without his notice trying to override her shock of actually meeting Bruce Wayne at the park, stood up and held out her hand. "I-it's nice to meet you again, Sir! Oh merde, I hope I wasn't too nosey back then! Merde, you must think I'm some kind of lunatic preaching to you like that! I-it wasn't my attention!" She rambled on her apology.

The businessman chuckled and cupped her hand gently, "No, you don't need to apologize. I'm the one who should thank you."

"M-m-m-me??? T-thank m-me?? What for?" She stuttered.

"For giving me hope. It's not often that I could find a reason to hope in Gotham. But somehow you did, young lady." He said with a gentle smile to which Marinette replied with a bright smile of her own.

"You two have met before?" Audrey interrupted with a curious gleam in her eyes.

"Yes, a coincidence actually. I went to the park to get my head off...things and I met this young lady who was minding her own business. She gave me an amulet of sorts that somehow lifted my spirits."

"Ah, the famous Marinette Amulette. She made me one as well and the precious thing helped me mend my relationship with my Chloe-bee. You struck once again, Marinette." Audrey winked at her protege and the girl squeaked in embarrassment.

"Truly?" Bruce quirked up an eyebrow and looked at Marinette.

"I-it was nothing! I-i didn't make yours M Wayne! I-it was pure coincidence I assure you! The one that I gave you was from my mentor!"

Bruce's eyes widened, "Would you like it back?"

"Non! It's okay, I'm sure you need it more than I do." Marinette refused with a sweet smile.

"Always helping others, that's my Marinette!" Audrey bragged proudly and Marinette's face became even redder. "Anyways! Shall we start dining? I have a lot of things I want to brag about my precious protege!"

Bruce chuckled, "Well, I'm all ears."

With that, they all took their seats and began the meal course. Audrey bragged about how Marinette skillfully managed all the divisions in Style Queen, how the company profits had been increasing exponentially, and how Style Queen's latest fashion line as well as their fashion show became a hot topic in the fashion industry, she also bragged about how her employees worship the ground Marinette walks on, and how she handled rude clients as well as pushy investor.

Every accomplishment that Audrey proudly states made Marinette turns redder and redder. Bruce was a bit worried if the girl would combust anytime soon.

"The best of all, she is a great martial artist! Oh, I do not need extra bodyguards when I have to go outside or on the red carpet! Marinette has all the package and has soaked up all of my teachings about the fashion world! I am sure that this little girl will go on and have a huge fashion business!"

"I-i'm sure you are just over-exaggerating, Audrey! I still have much to learn! I still have little grasp of business management for large companies. Not that your company isn't large Audrey! B-but I wanted to build a company that will engage in different divisions! Not only fashion, perhaps in technology as well, and the food business!"

Audrey smiled warmly at Marinette and Bruce take notice of how soft it was. Audrey must really love the girl to be able to garner a such a smile.

"So, you want to build an empire?" state the owner of Wayne Enterprise.

Marinette looked at him with wide eyes, "E-empire?? N-noo, I-i could never! That would take time and connections! Big connections that I don't have at the moment!"

"Which you could start now. I'm sure there will be an opportunity coming to you soon." Bruce said with a secretive smile. He glanced at Audrey and the woman had a smug look on her face. Bruce sighed in defeat. "You were right, Audrey. She's going to places."

"Of course! I don't remember the last time I have been wrong!" Audrey boasted and took a sip of her wine.

Marinette decided that all of these compliments are getting her light-headed so she excused herself from the table to go to the restroom.

"So? What did I tell you? Isn't she amazing?" Audrey gushed happily. "Marinette has been a blessing to me and I'm sure she will be to you too."

"Perhaps," He shrugged "I'm going to ask her for her portfolio and resume-"

"Already way ahead of you, Brucie. I have sent you an email with an attachment! I was a bit concerned to let her go, however, if she passes your interview. I know I can rest easy knowing that someone fair is going to take care of my protege." The Style Queen lamented as she took another sip of her wine.

"When do you think would be the perfect time to interview her? I know that your schedule is packed for the week?"

"Perhaps on Thursday? I can send her to you in the morning and in the afternoon I shall be there for the fitting for your family as well."

"Perfect." He agreed easily and texted his assistant about the change of schedule. Almost immediately Marinette joins them again and all discussion about her stopped as they enjoyed their respective dinner.

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Marinette threw herself on her hotel bed and reflect on what had happened today. Her first day in Gotham and she had accidentally met Bruce Wayne at the park, console the grieving man as if she knows what was going on in his life which she doesn't, met the guy again at dinner which sent her into an apology frenzy and somehow blabbed out her dreams of becoming a businesswoman!

She groaned pathetically and start hitting herself with a pillow. Plagg and Trixx looked at each other and sighed exasperatedly. Their guardian is having one of those mental breakdowns, she usually does that only this time it's for a questionable reason.

"Guardian, I think you are overreacting," said Trixx as he floats next to her head. "It's not as bad as it seems."

"I made a fool of myself, Trixx. How am I not overreacting?" Marinette muffled underneath the pillow.

"Kitten, I don't think you made a fool of yourself." Plagg countered with a snark.

Marinette moved the pillow to glare at the kwami of destruction, "Plagg, I met the man earlier in the park and failed to notice who he was! Then I made the brilliant move to spout some wisdom shit to him as if I know how he felt! After that, I completely rambled on about my dreams of having my own business! I probably sound like a fool to him!"

Plagg sighed heavily and floated above Marinette's face. "Pigtails, you gave him the advice that Fu did when you lost your friends. Sure it doesn't seem like the same context but doesn't tell me that advice didn't help you during Fu's passing. You said it yourself, you're doing the next right thing and that right thing just so happens to be giving a grieving man a piece of advice.

The man even thanked you for giving him hope! Plus, not knowing who he was and treating him as a normal man who was grieving the loss of his son is probably something that he needs! No judgments or snarky comments whatsoever. Then, the dinner thing.

The man seemed very interested in your dreams, pigtail. He doesn't sound condescending and instead he was genuinely interested in your ideas. Personally, that's not a mess up, kid."

Marinette had sat herself up upon listening to Plagg's speech, her eyes had started to water and she had been looking at Plagg in gratitude. She sniffed as the first teardrop falls to her pillow. "You really think so?"

"Yes, kit! I was there in your purse too, remember? Now you got two eyewitnesses, so no beating yourself up!" Trixx joined and floated next to Plagg.

Marinette sniffled as tears started to rain down her cheeks.

"Oh, Marinette..." Tikki's voice popped up and gave the girl a hug. The other kwamis started to show up as well and they all gave Marinette a hug of their own.

"Thank you." She whispered in a small voice. Plagg scoffed and gave her a light kiss on her cheek.

"Marinette, you're our true guardian, our true champion, and lastly you are ours to protect, ours love, ours to cherish. We'll be there to tell you when you mess up and we'll be there to help you pick up the pieces when you break down. Never forget about that." Tikki promised.

Marinette felt better after hearing her beloved kwami's encouraging words. "So...do you think I made a good impression?"

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On Tuesday morning, just like what she had scheduled Marinette and Audrey went to the scheduled shoot at Gotham Garden. Everything was kind of hectic and Marinette was this close to ripping out her hair out of pure stress. If another bad thing happens, she was sure to snap.

They were in the middle of a shoot when something did happen. The Riddler made an appearance and Marinette was not happy. While the Gothamites had made themselves scarce like it was rehearsed, Marinette was not taking any of it.

"What is this?!" She yelled in anger, she felt Duusu's magic flowing from the peacock brooch on her chest, fueling her anger as a result.

"I do not consent to get our photoshoot ruined by some fashion disaster!" She screamed as she manhandled the closest goon and threw them into a pond nearby. "I was having a bad day and this-this connard decided to make things even worse! Non! I do not consent! I do not need it!" She screeched angrily as she breaks one of the goons' arms.

The main villain's jaw dropped, who wouldn't? A petite Chinese-french woman just throws a man twice her size and she doesn't look like she's stopping any soon! The Riddler quickly hid his shock and played his role as a villain.

"Well well well, a brave woman is she? Now, I am here to test people's intelligence, that's all. No harm done, right?"

"Non! You will leave at once! When you have a better sense of style you can come back again. I mean what are you wearing?! It. Is. A. Mess!" Marinette growled as she flipped another goon that tries to tackle her. When she finally stands in front of the Riddler she had already manhandled 4 goons out of her way and it looks like Riddler is next.

"Ah-" "ferme ta gueulei! You do not get to speak! Not in this situation, oh no monsieur!" She interrupts harshly and pulls down the ridiculously garish purple tie.

"If you do not get your ridiculous-looking bowler hat out of here, I will strip off your clothes, shred it all, and have you sent to Arkham naked! Do you understand me?!" She snarled and glared at the Riddler.

"Are you threatening me, little girl?"

Marinette snapped.

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Batman arrived to find a half-naked hog-tied Riddler, his tied-up goons, and the french young girl he had met yesterday laughing maniacally while happily ripping part of what seems to be the Riddler's clothes.

"What's the situa- what the hell," Nightwing whispered dumbly next to him. "I-is that Riddler? Hog-tied with his own tie?"

"I believe it is..." Batman answered equally in shock. He was watching Marinette warily as she throws pieces of the Riddler's clothing onto the burning pile. She was even humming a happy tune while doing so! Batman was speechless.

As he and Nightwing watched the girl, Audrey Bourgeois decided to make herself known. "Ah, Monsieur Batman! Lovely of you to finally clean this mess. I'm sure you can handle the GCPD, oui?"

Batman cleared his throat, "Yes, of course, Madame. May I ask what happened?"

"The fashion disaster just crashed into our photoshoot and my already stressed out assistant is taking none of his...what do you Americans say it? Ah, bullshit."

"I-is she always like this?" Nightwing asked in concern.

"Non...Well sometimes. The shoot was not running as smoothly as she would've liked and the fashion disaster just came at the wrong place at the wrong time." Audrey explained as she watches Marinette rip apart the last piece of the Riddler clothes.

Marinette then skipped to the Riddler happily, "Now! What have you learned today?" She chippers with a bright smile.

The Riddler flinched, "U-uh n-not to w-wear too m-many symbols?"

"Good! What else?"

"B-bowler hats a-are a fashion no." "And?"

"U-uh..." He faltered, face paling as he tries to find the answer. Marinette frowned and puts her hand on her waist while staring down menacingly at the rogue.

"Find your hue." Marinette spelled out patiently. The Riddler nodded shakily and gave her a small smile.

"R-right! F-find m-my hue." He agreed franticly.

"Good! If you want more fashion tips, just search for MDC and I'm sure they will help!" She clapped excitedly and turns around to find new audiences who were looking at her with various types of amusement. "Bonjour, are you taking the walking disaster to Arkham?" She asked sweetly.

Batman and Nightwing looked at each other as if having a silent discussion before the older of the two nodded at the young designer.

"Excellent. I've made sure he and his accomplices are tied up nicely. I am pretty good with my knots! Can we resume our photoshoot while we wait for the GCPD to come?"

"Uhhhh..." Nightwing looked at Batman for help. Batman was speechless but quickly hid his astonishment with a cough.

"Perhaps, a break? I'm sure the other would appreciate it."

Marinette squeaked and turned around to see the Gothamite models all looking at her in awe but still trembling after witnessing the ordeal.

"Merde, Je suis desole! Take five everybody! I think we have warm tea ready for this kind of situation. Make sure everybody stays calm and well rested, yes?" She ordered with an apologetic bow. "I am so sorry you have to experience that!"

The group of models looked at each other before giving her cheers and shouts of excitement. "Ma'am, you were awesome!" "So cool!" "A Badass!" "The Riddler got his ass handed to him! YEAH!"

Marinette jolts and hid her face behind her hands in embarrassment. "J-just take five!" She whimpered and turned to see Nightwing eyeing her in amusement. She blushed even more under his gaze and meekly stepped behind Audrey. "I'm just going to be quiet now." She laughed awkwardly.

The GCPD eventually came and was surprised and couldn't even begin to describe what they felt when they got a hold of the situation. The Riddler was shaking like a leaf, paling whenever the small assistant made a pointed glare at him, and the goons were no better. They were begging, yes begging, to be arrested immediately.

Commissioner Gordon walked to Batman and Nightwing who were standing with two women. "What the hell happened, Batman?" He gritted out when he saw the whimpering state of the Riddler. The vigilantes both share a look before Batman decided to give him an answer.

"The young woman should be able to answer that question, Jim." He said and nodded over to a small young lady with blue-black hair, large round blue eyes, and fair white skin. Is she one of Bruce's?

The girl in question meeped and made confusing noises while her cheeks began to redden and spread to her ears. Nightwing and the other lady burst out laughing next to Batman while the Bat just sighed tiredly at his hand.

"Ah, did I say that out loud? Pardon me, miss."

Marinette tried to smile but it looked a tad awkward, "I-it's fine, and no, I-i'm not a Wayne." She answered politely. Gordon clears his throat and starts questioning the young woman and she tried to explain to her best capabilities.

Honestly, he was shocked and confused. The Commissioner looked at Batman and the vigilante only gave him a nod, as if agreeing to the whole story.

"Thank you for the statement, miss. I hope this doesn't happen again in a near future." He nodded politely and went off to interrogate the other eyewitnesses as well. After he had collected all the statements, cementing the facts that the petite woman did handle the Riddler and his goons single-handedly he left transferring the criminals to Arkham to the other officers. Batman left the scene deciding to escort the entourage back to Arkham while Nightwing stayed back to make sure everything is settled.

Nightwing wasn't quite sure about his opinion regarding the petite girl in front of him. In a glimpse, the girl doesn't look like she could throw men twice her size or have the guts to scream at a supervillain. Either she was brave or a complete idiot, and he wasn't sure which category the girl falls in.

She looks like she couldn't hurt a fly but apparently, that wasn't it! Nightwing continues to watch the girl as she fumbles around, even tripping a few times over nothing, trying to make sure that the models and staff she's working with are okay. That girl is an enigma and Nightwing, doesn't know how to feel about it.

After he was sure that everything would be fine when he left, he went back to the cave. He pushed away any lingering thoughts about the girl, it's not like he was going to meet her again, anyways.

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Okay hear me out, but what if it was Damianette but like teenage escapades edition. Imagine them sneaking away to a hidden closet for things… even though the rest of the school swears they’re enemies and everyone has picked sides and everything. Basically secret relationship because I love that crap 💞

ahahahaha, MORE secret relationship? don't mind if i do....

this was the last prompt I have so far guys, so feel free to send more! it's only seven o'clock for me, and the night is still young! if youve already gotten one in, feel free to send another! if you haven't yet... well why not? I'm in the mood to provide free fic! Come ask for something!!!

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“We said we wouldn’t, after last time,” Marinette reminded him, eyes narrowed and checking the hallways as they scurried away from the cafeteria and the assembly on villain attack protocols. His hand tightened in hers, and she barely had time to grin as he spun her back around, his arms settling around her like he wouldn’t care if anyone saw them.

She leaned back against the wall, her hands coming up to rest on his chest. “Seriously, this is why they think we’re fighting.”

Neither of them had intended to start rumours about their relationship- which is to say, neither of them had expected the relationship, and they’d both agreed to keep it secret. The Waynes got targeted often enough that if they advertised the fact that they were dating, she’d probably be next on the list of important hostages in Gotham. Even if they both knew she could take care of herself, it was easier to just keep it a secret at school.

And if someone had seen Marinette pushing Damian up against the wall once and misunderstood her intentions, well. It was much funnier to watch the rest of their school try to figure out why they ‘didn’t like each other’. The way they chose sides and decided to support their rivalry had become hilarious.

“Everyone is in the assembly talking about where the gas masks can be found in case of emergency,” Damian said, his lips teasing against her cheek. She turned her face away, teasing.

“And what if a teacher sees us? Or somebody’s in the halls to use the bathroom? Or they’re sneaking away to make out, like us-” She gets cut off by a fierce kiss, and stops bothering with banter as her knees go a little weak. Her hands ball up in his shirt until she’s practically clinging to him, one of his hands sliding up to cradle against her neck and the curve of her cheek. He pulls away slowly, eyes dancing as he takes in exactly how out of breath he left her.

“Frankly, they’re free to tell whomever they wish. Who’s going to believe them now that the whole school thinks we hate each other?” He leans in again, this kiss softer, the pad of his thumb caressing softly against her cheekbone. She leans into the warmth of his hand as he leaves her without the warmth of his lips again.

“At least take me somewhere nice first,” She laughs, and she disentangles herself to lead them both somewhere distinctly less nice but far more private. The keys on the hook behind the door are in her hands and locking them in, and then Damian is pulling her back again, and she lets him.

“I figured we’ll be able to tell them someday,” He says, taking a moment to just hold her close. “Not that I care for anyone’s individual opinion, but I wouldn’t hide you away if it wasn’t…”

He doesn’t say necessary, or for the best, or anything that would be equally true. They both know they aren’t ashamed of each other. It’s simply the safest, easiest option for both of them right now. She sighs, before pulling him back down into another long kiss. He gives his attention back to her instead of the conversation eagerly, and it’s several minutes before she manages to think about words again.

“I don’t like feeling like I’m hiding you either, but at least we both agreed this was the right thing,” She says, one hand idly running through his hair and the other tightly holding the collar of his shirt, which she’d been enthusiastically using to pull him down to her height to better kiss him. It was rather rumpled now, and she knew it wouldn’t be fixed for the rest of the day. She’d see it and be reminded of him kissing her every single time, just as he was surely intending. “But you’re right. One day, we’ll have to tell the whole student body our fight was a sham.”

“They’ll get over it,” Damian assures her, kissing her hair since she’s pressed her face against the crook of his shoulder. “Besides, isn’t that how they’re expecting this to end anyway?”

“Yeah, but they don’t know they’re right,” Marinette complained. “The assembly is gonna be over soon. Kiss me again?”

In their locked closet, hidden away from the school and the world, he does.

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A Universe with You  Prelude

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Soo, hello Daminatte nation. Are we still there? It’s been ages since wrote a maribat fanfic. Quick PSA, I will not longer update Leave Paris, Move to Gotham, because this new fanfic is based on it, so if you see similar themes between these works, don’t be surprise by it. I hope you enjoy it and please tell me what you think. 

Warnings

The following work contains mentions of bl00d and disorientation. Also hints of amnesia episode. Warnings will change according to the content of the chapters. 

For this episode. 

The complete italic dialogues are in English, expect when they come along with the next symbol, *, there is a quote. 

 Universe with You

Selfish. She couldn’t afford to be selfish.

If she did not abandon Paris, the people that once loved her and billions of innocents would disappear. Not die, their souls would disappear into nothingness. 

She would disappear with them.

Deafening thunders came from the cloudless and yet dark Parisian sky. The starless sky was a clear sign that the time was running out. The once heroes of Paris hold from the rusty beams of the top of the Eiffel Tower. The young guardian struggled to keep her balance while holding on to the miraculous box. 

“We need to do something before the wish destroys our reality!” the blond hero yelled to his partner. 

There was no way around it. The guardian knew the only solution, but it would cost everything.

“I-I know the way! It is risky, but the book says that it will assure our reality’s safety in case a wish goes wrong!” The girl took a rope from the ground and walked to the stairs while the air pushed her up.

“What’s the plan, Bugaboo?!” He said as he followed her lead.

Hawk Moth finally did it. He got his wish, but he wished it in the wrong way for the wrong thing. The man wished for his wife to come back, but she disappeared like they were about to. His wife belonged to another place, and it wanted her back no matter what.

“The other place wants the miraculous!” and a soul, “So, I’ll throw them into the void!”

The next part happened too fast.

The young heroes reached the very top of the tower. The air threatened to pull them inside the void, but they held onto the structure because their life depended on it. 

“Here, hold it!” The girl gave one end of the rope to her partner while tying his waist against the railing.  

“Wait, Bugaboo, what are you doing?!” The boy did not have time to react or fight her.

She knew that he would follow her until the end, but the void would only accept a soul that was lost or a soul connected to every single one of the miraculous. A fall from that height would kill him, and she would not lose him.

He would lose her.

Still, the boy held her hand in an attempt to stop her. The girl looked at him with a sad smile and watery eyes. Without saying a single word, he understood her plan. 

“No, no, NO!,” he held her hand tighter. “You can’t do this! We, we can think of another way! But don’t do this!...” the boy let out a soft sob “don’t leave me, my dear friend.”

There was a time when the word “friend” would have triggered her, but now, she would give everything to be his friend forever.

She smiled, “Adrien, you will always be more than my friend, more than a lover or a brother. You are my partner, and it was always the plan, since I became the guardian, to make sure you and the world are safe.” Her voice broke. The void was getting stronger to the point that her legs were floating towards it. “This is not goodbye. It’s a see you later, and I know that we’ll see each other again somehow, somewhere.”

 The boy sobbed. His nails were starting to dip into her hard, cutting her skin and making her bleed. 

“And if we don’t?”

“Then I will remember our adventures. I will remember the laughs, the fights, the time we spent together and apart. When we were at school and playing video games. And if somehow I forget, I’ll remember. I’ll find a way. I promise you.”

 And somehow the boy understood and regretted it.

“Before you go, was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting?”*

She shook her head, “It was not your fault. The decisions of our parents are not ours. Don’t ever blame yourself. Live the life you want, and don’t wait for me.”

Those seconds felt like a lifetime. They wished they could be together, but the thunders got louder and louder by the second.

“Pound it?” the girl asked one last time.

He smiled. “Pound it,” but instead of their iconic victory celebration, the boy let go of her hand.

To him, she looks like an angel floating… no… flying into the darkness to defeat it.

It only took the blink of an eye for it to be over.

The void was gone. She was gone.

The boy left his body hit the floor. He did not care that the rope was almost encrusted on his torso. He did not care that tomorrow he would have some bruises. He just wanted to cry until his body allowed him. He just lost everything. Plag, Chat Noir, Marinette, all of them were gone, and for what 

He cried for it seemed until a soft hand softly touched his face. 

“Adrien?” The boy could barely see the person in front of him, and yet he knew that blond hair and green eyes anywhere.

She was not her aunt. She was…

“Mom?”

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Paris was a beautiful place to take a vacation for anyone, well except for Bruce Wayne.

“Are you sure that those swords will be safe in Themyscira?” The billionaire put two swords on the examination table that Diana used to restore antiquities in the Louver. 

“You have my word. The amazons will protect them with their lives. You don’t have to worry for al’ Gul. I talked with my mother, and she will make sure of their safety.” 

The Justice League’s latest mission involved retrieving some magical swords from the black market before the League of Assassins could get them. After some conflict between parties and a very tedious reunion with Talia. The swords were secured in the Louver museum, where Wonder Woman would personally take them to Themyscira. 

“Are you going to head back to Gotham after this?”

Bruce nodded. “Damian has a gallery exposition in a few days, as part of his senior graduation requirement.” 

Diana smiled at the name. The youngest of the Waynes and she shared a fond love for the arts and combat with swords. In fact, she promised to teach him some amazonian tricks the next time they got together. 

“Mind if I visit them at the gallery expo. It is always a pleasure to see his paintings. I am still trying to get a commission from him.”

“Not at all. My boys will be happy to see you, especially Jason. He asked me to…” but before he could finish, a deafening thunder shook the place. It was too loud that the windows almost shattered from their frequency. 

Bruce and Diana look at each other. 

“The weather forecast didn’t predict rain, right?” Bruce asked as she took the swords and put them in a safe under the table. 

“It never rains in July, and those thunders are identical to the ones we get in Themyscira every time anyone tries to enter the varier.”

The heroes walked and made their way to the Louver. Along the way, Diana explained that those thunders only happen when a magical barrier shatters. Paris didn’t have a magical barrier, so someone or something was entering their world. This happened before when Ares broke the barrier between Olympus and Earth to get back Aphrodite in World War II. Once they were outside, they found the darkest sky in the middle of the day. People panicked while trying to look for shelter from the strong winds in the dark sky.

“It is coming from the Eiffel Tower!” somebody shoots from nowhere.

Indeed, the top of the Eiffel Tower was covered by darkness. Not even the strong light coming from the top could illuminate the sky. 

They had to act quickly to secure whatever was coming from the void. Diana had her suit under her clothes, but Bruce left his suit in her apartment. He would not be too much help, and he knew it.

“Go and secure the perimeter. I’ll help the civilians and try to contact the other members. If you see something, use the communicator.”

Diana didn’t have to be told twice. She ran towards the tower while taking away her civilian clothes. The chaos gave her a convenient inattentional blindness from civilians. Once she was close enough, Diana used her lasso of truth to swing between buildings. 

If this was another prank or mischief of Zeus, she would personally talk to Hades to take away his throne and create a democracy in Olympus. 

The demigoddess arrived at the tower, not a single soul reminded in the place. The hurricane-like made the people flee away. The thunder got louder and louder as if it had just reached its maximum strength. She tied the lasso to one of the buildings around the tower. This was as far as her body would let her be to the void. 

It only took a blink of an eye for it to be over. 

The darkness, the air, all of it was gone as quickly as it came.

“Now or never,” she told herself as she went up to see what broke the barrier.

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Her body hit the ground so hard that it bounced from the impact. The air of her lungs got out of her body the moment she made contact, yet she never stopped protecting the box with her body. Even with her eyes closed, everything around her was too bright. The void felt like a sensory deprivation chamber. The sounds, colors, and even smells were different.

It took her a few seconds to try to see the place around her. With all the strength left in her body, she crawled to sit down without letting go of the box. 

“It can’t be,” The girl said as she looked at what was around her.

She was in Paris, or better say, she was in the same place before she got into the void. The buildings, the streets, the view was similar to her hometown, but it wasn’t her Paris. 

Quickly, the girl took the box and headed to the stairs. She knew that someone was waiting for her over there, someone important to her. Yes, they were worried for her. She just needed to make sure that they were okay, and they needed to get the rope out.  

The girl was so focused on getting to that person that she didn’t notice that she was limping while her nose started to bleed. 

“Hey! I’m here!” she shouted as she came closer to the stairs. A bubbling feeling hit her throat. She wanted to cry out of pure raw emotions. 

“I’m here, you… umm…” how weird she couldn’t remember their name, but she knew they were waiting for her. “Sorry, I… I don’t remember your name, b-but I have the box!”

She fought her tears from the frustration of not remembering them. She had the box of the miraculous, so it was her duty to protect it and them. Tears could wait.

The girl almost reached the end of the stairs when her heart started pounding. Her eyes glowed with emotions when she, in fact, saw somebody at the end of it. 

“Hi, I’m here, I’m here!” she shouted out pure glee. “Were you waiting long?”

The girl stopped when she saw the person in front of her. The woman was tall with body armor that made her look intimidating. Her piercing brown eyes felt like daggers on her body. On one hand, the woman had a golden rope and a big sword ready to use on the other.

This didn't make sense. The woman was at the end of the stairs and had a rope. This is what the girl was looking for, and yet, it felt like she had the wrong person. She felt disappointed. 

“You were looking for me?” the woman asked the girl without letting her guard down. 

Logic told her yes, this was the person on the stair with the rope, but her heart to her not.

“I-I think so… you are here at the stairs, and you have the rope.” The woman lifted an eyebrow at that last part.

“It’s not a rope. It’s a lasso.” the woman gave her an end of the lasso to the girl. “See? It is a different material.”

The lasso felt weird on her fingers like a shock of energy. The girl looked at the woman who watched her in silence.

“I have the box.” She pointed to the wood creation with the hand holding the lasso.

“I can see that. Where did you come from?”

“The void,” she blurted out.

“And beyond the void?”

“Paris.”

“You are from here?”

“No, not this Paris. My Paris, our Paris.” The girl tried to explain. “This place looks like Paris, but it is not. The place is gloomier and colder and… and… it doesn’t have that feeling of home. Don’t you feel it?” The girl’s legs failed, ungracefully sitting on the stairs with the box on her legs. 

The woman stepped closer. “I am afraid not.”

“Then you are not the one waiting for me?” she said with hope in her voice.

“I don't think I am.” the woman kneeled on her level. If she wasn’t the person who was waiting for her, where were they?.

“Tell me, what is the box?”

“The miraculous.” she held the box even closer.

“And what is that?”

“Power.”

“Why do you have it?”

“I-I am the guardian. I have to keep them safe from bad people.”

“That’s why you came from the void?”

“Yes.”

“So you opened the void to protect them from these people.”

“No,” the girl stopped for a second. Her head started hurting. “No, I didn't open it. I just jumped into it. The… the bad person opened. He wanted to… he wanted to do something forbidden, something bad, and he did it wrong, and I had to close it because it was getting bigger, but the void could only be closed by the miraculous and me. And then this person was on the stairs,” silent tears hit the cover of the wooden box, “ they had a rope, and they were waiting for me. I know that… they must be waiting. Somewhere they must be waiting for me, they were sad when I left, and I don’t want them to be sad. I need to find them so I can tell them I have the box, and we will be happy, but I have to find them and tell them I am fine. I am fine, and the box is fine, and the void is gone, and they must be fine, so I… so I have… I have to…” It was at this point that she couldn't speak anymore. She could just cry. 

The woman took her lasso away from her and tried to comfort her. “Hey, hey, we’ll find your friend, and we’ll tell him that you have the box, but first we need to get you some re…” 

Blood, the girl coughed blood on the woman's her face, but it did not stop there. The girl lay against the stairs while she coughed uncontrollably. 

The woman got even closer to the girl to help her while she put a hand behind the band of her tiara. 

“Batman, this is Wonder Woman. Prepare the medical suit, we have a young woman in need of help. She is in bad shape, hurry!”

Her body felt too cold and hot at the same time, and her lungs felt as if they were full of water. She looked at the woman for some kind of help, who passed a hand on her forehead. 

“Don’t worry, love, you’ll be al….”

Everything went dark from then. 

Before You go, Lewis  capaldi

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Spook-tober Maribat — Day 10 — Masks/Capes

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Alright! Here we go! The premise of the story is inspired by Teleporting into your life by @izanae Great story!! You should totally read it if you haven’t already!

I will totally write more about it! There is technically no pairing, but there is going to be one in the future (when I’ve decided which one)!

Also, I will post the Day 10 of Maribat Rare Pairs tomorrow. I totally have the idea, I just didn’t have time to write it yet. Oops.

Edit: Here is part 2.

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When she started her day, Marinette had been prepared for it to be bad. Hawkmoth had been silent for too long now, and she was seventy-five percent sure he was going to strike today. How bad it was going to be was a coin’s toss, of course, but Marinette was ready.

Or so she thought.

The Akuma, who had decided that striking in the middle of her Math class was the best idea ever, wasn’t objectively that bad. There weren't any minions! That was good, minions were a pain to deal with. But neither her, nor Chat Noir knew who it was, or what their powers were. The only thing they could say, at first, was that the person getting hit by the laser were teleported elsewhere.

Then, a little girl that had been separated from her father, in the park, was hit despite Ladybug's best effort to save her. The good thing was that she got out without any injuries, and that they now knew what the Akuma's power was.

The bad news was that it was bad.

The little girl had reappeared beside her father, a leather-like rope bounding her wrist with her father’s. Ladybug could feel her eyes widen in realisation, looking back toward Chat to see the same horror she was feeling on his face.

“Hahahaha,” the Akuma cackled, pointing their gloved hand toward the reunited father-daughter duo. “Now you can’t leave her behind! You’re forced to stay with her and be a dad!”

“Oh, no, no, no,” Ladybug muttered under her breath, panic overwhelming her. Her parents couldn’t know she was Ladybug, they couldn’t.

She saw movement from the corner of her eyes and had just enough time to grab Chat and hide, before the Akuma’s laser touched where they had been.

“That’s no good, my Lady,” he told her, panic in his voice. “My father can’t know I’m Chat Noir, it would be really, really, very bad!”

“Don’t worry, Chaton,” she told him with a confidence she didn’t feel. “We just have to not get hit.”

It wasn’t that easy, of course it wasn’t. Because this Akuma had to be a slippery one, of course it was.

They almost had them when it happened. Chat was distracted helping a kid run and was almost hit by the laser, and Ladybug didn’t really think. She had seen the panic in his eyes when he had talked about his dad. Letting her parents know about her being Ladybug was the less of the two evils, in this situation. She jumped in, pushing Chat out of the way.

Her last thought, before getting hit in the chest, was that she really hoped her parents were hiding in the bakery and not in an akuma shelter. Then, she was surrounded by a blinding light.

Next thing she knew, she stumbled on her feet, smashing face first in a hard chest. Taking quickly a couple of steps back, she looked around her, her panic fueled mind not really registering the anomalies.

She… wasn’t in the bakery. Not in an akuma shelter, either, they weren’t this… big. And the people around her were all wearing masks.

“You,” she started dumbly, blinking at the tall man in black in front of her. “You aren’t my father.”

“Ah,” he told her blandly, looking down, between her and the rope binding them. “Not as far as I know, no.”

She looked down at the rope, blinking confusedly at it. She could already feel her heart start to beat faster.

“It’s not what was supposed to happen,” she started, only to be interrupted by the sensation of a blade on her neck.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?” A boy, maybe her age, maybe a bit younger, it was hard to tell with the mask, asked her with a harsh tone.

“No, no, no, you don’t understand,” she said desperately, shaking her head and her eyes tearing up. “It’s not what was supposed to happen! The Akuma wasn’t supposed to do that!”

“Oh my god,” a redhead in a wheelchair, and the only one not wearing a mask, exclaimed suddenly, making everyone turn toward her. “You’re Ladybug!”

“Um, yes?” She said, her mental breakdown momentarily forgotten. She only now realised that they were talking in English. “Are we… Are we not in France anymore?!”

She ignored the crack in her voice, looking around her again. She used her gloved hand to push away the katana at her throat, knowing the blade couldn’t get through, making the boy holding it hiss furiously.

“No, you’re not,” the man that shouldn’t be bound to her, told her slowly, and she really looked at his face for the first time since she got here. Only to jerk back in panic, stretching the rope that shouldn’t be there at its limit.

“Holy— Holy Duck!” She exclaimed, pointing rudely at him and ignoring the person that muttered ‘holy duck?’ behind her. “You’re— You’re Batman!”

“I am,” freaking Batman told her, with a softer voice than what she had been expecting.

“You shouldn’t!”

“Hey, kid,” a guy in a dumpster fire of a red helmet told her softly, taking a step toward her. “Why don’t you tell us what is happening, exactly?”

“”This is not what the Akuma is supposed to do! Non!” She screamed, waving her hands hysterically. She barely noticed how it was making Batman's arm move uncontrollably. “It was supposed to bind me to my father! You’re not my father, you can’t be! Because that would mean that papa isn’t my father, and it can’t be. It’s not, because my life can’t be a lie! And— And— Who finds out they are adopted because of a supervillain! I can’t be that unlucky! It’s a misunderstanding! The Akuma probably glitched! Because freaking Batman can’t be my father!”

She ended her tirade on a high pitched tone, everyone in the… laboratory? was staring at her like she was on the verge of insanity, even the stabby kid! To be fair, she was feeling on the edge of insanity.

“Holy shit, B,” the red helmet person said with awe in his tone. “You got another one.”

Batman only stared at her with his creepy white mask-eyes, and she felt like she was going to cry. But she couldn’t, because Chat was back in Paris, and she needed to stop the Akuma before he was sent to his father. Taking a deep breath, she buried down all of her feelings, schooling her features.

“I need to go back to Paris,” she said, looking down at her wrist. “And it looks like you’ll need to come with me.”

“You don’t think you will simply let—” Stabby Boy started, only to be cut by Batman’s hand.

“How urgent is the situation?” He asked her, still staring at her.

“Very,” she told him with great emphasis.

“Alright, but we both come back here after,” he waited for her to agree before nodding, ignoring the protest it caused. “If we use a Zeta Tube we could—”

“We won’t need it,” she interrupted, opening her yoyo to take out the horse Miraculous, under the incredulous stare of everyone. “I have an instantaneous way of travel.”

She looked down at the box, frowning in thought.

“Batman can’t be seen in Paris,” she said slowly, still in an internal debate.

“If you think that he is going to unmask—” Stabby Boy said, but Ladybug only waved him off. She heard a choked off laughter, but ignored it.

“Take that, put it on,” she told Batman, giving him the Miraculous.

“I don’t use magic,” he told her, looking down at it.

“I’m sorry to hurt your… sensibilities, Monsieur Batman,” she said with a faux-cheerful smile. “But today, you do. I can’t let Hawkmoth learn that Batman is my— And, if you don’t have a suit that you could change in in the next thirty seconds, you’re putting on this Miraculous.”

He stared at her some more, trying to intimidate her, probably, but she didn’t have time for that, so she just grabbed his hand and put the Miraculous in it.

“It’s official,” Red Helmet Guy muttered to another man wearing blue and black. “She is my favorite sibling.”

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It took thirty minute to defeat the Akuma, after they got back to Paris. Fighting while being bound to Batman had been surprisingly easy. Awkward, at first, but he was good enough to adapt to her, and they quickly got the hang of it.

They made a detour quickly for her to recharge, hidden from him, before they got back to the Batcave. The freaking Batcave. And Ladybug was now surrounded by a bunch of Gotham vigilantes, wondering if now was a good time to break down.

“So, you’re B kid,” Red Helmet Guy started, raising his hands to take off his helmet.

“Non!” she screamed, taking an involuntary step toward him. “Don’t take off your mask!”

He paused, tilting his head slightly.

“Why? All you have to do is ask your mom who your dad is, and you will know who Batman is.”

“I— I won’t do that,” she said slowly, looking between the people in the cave. “I’m not taking my mask off, either.”

“What,” Batman said, and it probably should have been a question, but it really wasn’t.

“I can’t do that,” she told him, looking down at the Horse Miraculous in her hands. “I can’t risk my identity with Hawkmoth out there.”

“We are not even in Paris!” A young man sitting at the computer chair told her incredulously.

“There is no way for Hawkmoth to reach us, here,” Batman told her softly, and she was surprised by the softness once again.

“But,” she started, taking a deep breath before looking straight at the creepy white eyes. “Can you promise, with absolute certainty, that you will never set foot in Paris while Hawkmoth is actif. Not as Batman, not as your civilian self.”

He didn’t respond, and she huffed with a wry smile.

“That’s why,” she told him, putting on Kaalki’s glasses and unifying them with Tikki. “I know it’s hard to accept, but I can’t take off the mask until Hawkmoth is defeated. And that’s why I don’t want to know your identities, I can’t risk them either.”

“So what? We just let you go?” Stabby Boy told her with disdain. “We may share blood, but that doesn’t mean we should trust you.”

“See, the fact that you share blood with Batman is the exact type of infos I don’t want to know,” she said, rolling her eyes at him. “I’m not asking you to trust me. That’s like, the total opposite of what I’m asking you to do. I’m sorry, but you really don’t have any choice in the matter.”

Batman opened his mouth to say something, probably a protest, but she activated Voyage under her feet, not letting anyone react before she closed it back.

It was the best thing to do.

[san-fics]

Jason is cooking dinner for himself.

[knock on the door]

Jason opens the door, still holding a knife with his hands in tomato juice

Jason: Yes?

A man with a book in his hands: Hello... Mhm… Tell me, do you…

A man with a book [looks at Jason's hands]: Do you believe in God?

Jason [follows his gaze]: I also believe in Satan.

Jason had never seen such fast-running Jehovah's Witnesses in his life…

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