#marinette x selina

[mochinek0]

Daminette December 2023: 27-Be Positive

CONTINUATION OF 12-BETRAYAL

"Are you sure it's okay to have a watch party here at your place, Alya?" Lila questioned.

"Are you kidding me?" Alya cried out, "It's not every day we get to see your boyfriend, Damian Wayne, on TV!"

"Did you really invite the old class?" Lila asked.

"It's like a mini reunion!" Alya giggled, "We still don't know where Marinette is, so she won't be here, if that's what you are worried about."

Lila remained silent. Marinette hadn't gone to high school with the rest of them. The class had asked her parents, but they just said she transferred elsewhere. There wasn't any reason to bring the baker's daughter into the mix that day. No one had seen her in years and as far as they knew, she never went home.

"I'm so glad we can watch it togther." Lila smiled, "I would have been there, but I have to fly with my mother to Italy tomorrow so I couldn't go."

Soon, everyone arrived. They got snacks and drinks, ready to watch the Wayne Christmas Gala on the TV.

"The Wayne family is finally here!" the announcer declared, "It seems we have the whole family in attendance! Bruce Wayne and his fiancée, Selina Kyle. We have Dick Grayson and it seems his wife and daughter aren't here this time. It seems a miracle is upon us; Jason Todd is in attendance. We also have the Co-CEO of Wayne Enterprise tonight, Tim Drake."

"It seems Damian Wayne decided to join us tonight." the announcer continued.

"I can't wait for you to see him!" Lila cooed, "I wish he had more free time so he could come to Paris and meet you all! He's so handsome!"

Damian appeared on the screen.

"Oh, he is cute."

"Not really my type, but okay."

"He looks like this dad."

"Is it me or does he look pissed off?"

"Oh, it seems he brought his newly announced fiancée, Marinette Dupain-Cheng!" the announcer declared.

Lila's jaw dropped.

"Marinette!"

"Woah! She looks completely different."

"She grew her hair out! It's so long!"

"Remember whn she wore pigtails?"

Both Damian and Marinette stopped in front of the cameras for pictures.

"For those of you who don't kno the story behind Gotham's couple, it all started when Marinette Dupain-Cheng joined Wayne Enterprises at the age of eighteen." the announcer spoke, "At the age of twenty, she was running their fashion department and that is when Damian met her. Damian Wayne has stated in several interviews how he was , at first, determined to close down the department. That desire is wheat led him to meet her. We have learned that she did not cater to the Wayne ego and told him to leave her alone. Over time, Damian kept a watchful eye on her and even went as far as accusing her of seducing him. When he confronted her, months later, she punched him and quit. Bruce and Timothy Drake-Wayne begged her to stay, even attempting to raise her commission price to $200,000 for every design her completed."

The room was silent as they listened to the couple's tale.

"In the end, Marinette only desired Damian to apologize." the announcer laughed, "Our local Ice Prince then confessed he had found her attractive and distracting. It has been five years since that fated day when they started going out."

Across the screen showed pictures of the out on dates, walking in the park, eating at resturants; both cute and fancy.

"Just last month, Damian Wayne proposed." the announcer spoke, "Let's see if we can get a word in. Mr. Wayne, Miss Dupain-Cheng, there's a question viewers are dying to know."

"Maybe, we can answer." Marinette replied.

"Aside from her beauty, what drew you to dating Miss Dupain-Cheng?" they questioned.

Marinette covered her mouth, but the audio picked up a slight snort.

Damian blushed, "I was raised by my mother who taught me women were meant to be valued by thir strength, not their appearance. Marinette showed me how strong she was; that day I asked her out after she punched me in the face. Marinette is kind, smart, strong, a leader, and confident. I couldn't imagine anyone else by my side."

"Thank you for you answer, Mr. Wayne." the announced replied, shcoked, letting them walk off, "Well, there you have it folks. Out Ice Prince was dethawed by some heated words and a heated punch by Gotham's very own Sunshine!"

The TV cut to commercial and all hell broke loose.

"Lila, what the hell was that?"

"Didn't you say you were dating Damian Wayne?"

"Yeah!"

"Why is he with Marinette?"

"Why is he engaged to Marinette?"

"Are you 100% positive that you're dating Damian Wayne?"

"You think she's lying?"

"I just want to make sure before we blast Damian Wayne online as a cheater!"

"He cheated on Lila and deceived Marinette! The media is saying he's been with Mari for five years! Lila said they've been together for two years!"

"Do you have any pictures? We can use that as proof!"

"Knowing Marinette, she may just say that you're 'lying again'. She wouldn't believe you!"

Lila gulped, "I-I was lied to."

"Huh?" questioned Nino.

"The person I was dating said he was Damian Wayne, but he doesn't look like the guy on TV. I was too speechless when he came out on the screen to say anything. I'm sorry for the confusion." Lila admitted.

"Well, you better call him and tell him you just saw the Wayne Gala and know he isn't the real Damian Wayne!" shouted Alix.

"Wow! I can't believe that Marinette has been in Gotham!" spoke Nathaniel.

"Are your kidding? She's engaged to one of the world's billionares and is and is a fashion director for their company!" Kim exclaimed, "I wonder when she is coming back."

"Why would she come back here?" Adrien questioned, "Paris may be the fashion capital, but why would you lose a really good job like that?"

"Marinette's about to become Mrs. Wayne!" Rose cried out, excited.

Lila stood up, suddenly.

"Hey, are you okay?" Alya asked.

Lila had tears in her eyes, "I-I need to make a call."

"Do you need one of us to go with you?" Mylene asked out of concern.

Lila just shook her head.

Lila left the room, sobbing. After all she had done, Marinette had still won. Marinette had moved on. The baker's daughter had left the losers behind and rose the ranks to glory. She was on the verge of being fired from Gabriel. Adrien wasn't dating her, still, and was dating some other model from Shanghai. She was positive that Marinette hadn't thought of her in years. She had ruined her own life by turning Marinette against her. She had turned the person who would be the richest into her enemy and she knew she would never get a chance to have the life she desired.

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[lily-drake]

Master List Part 1

I finally have my own laptop so now I can officially do this!

Master List Part 2

Timari

BioSibling!Timari:

Siblings Don't Shake Hands...: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Stay With Me Now

Romantic!Timari:

Happy Birthday Tim!

Hiding in the Blue

Let's Play a Game

Red is My Favorite Color

Escapé

Hide and Seek: Part 1 Part 2 Bargain: Part 1 Part 2

Ditched and Hitched: Part 1 Part 2

Platonic!Timari

The Bird's Baby Bug: Part 1 Part 2

Mistake?

Jasonette

Biosibling!Jasonette:

Happy Birthday Jason!

You Think We're WHAT?!

Peter and His Pixie: Part 1 Part 2

Platonic!Jasonette:

Unexpected Discoveries Lead to...: Part 1 Part 2

It's a Learned Trait

Romantic!Jasonette:

Stars

One of Us Has to Die

Daminette

Romantic!Daminette:

The Floor is Out to Get Me

Kiss the gir-NO!

The Blessed and Cursed

Who Do You Think You Are?!

Robin Hood and His Treasure

Found Family

Forced

Fear Me: Part 1 Part 2

Betrothed: Part 1 Part 2 (What-if ending [non-canon])

The Demon's Queen: Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25

BioDad!Daminette:

Mommy, Daddy Look! BioFamily!Daminette:

Cousin

Grumpy Cat/Fairytale

Stab or be Stabbed

Photograph

Why Can't Bats Rest in Peace? Part 1 Part 2 Surface Pressure: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Trust Must be Earned: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 LettersPart 8 Part 9

[wonder-girl-things]

Am I the only one who read mlb fanfics about coming to Gotham and the weirdest shit used to happen.

Tell me why Marinette would either be kidnapped by the league of asassins or is bullied by her class, they win a class trip to Gotham because of an essay writing contest she did and Damian recognizes her as either his 'betrothed' or they just get along.

Tell me why Damian ends up getting the cat miraculous every single time.

Like i loved the fanfics but now i read them again and im even more confused.

I'm not even done yet but Bruce would always learn her, story look at her eyes and hair and the adoption papers are already there.

And then Alya and the rest of her class would always believe the class over Marinette which added loads of drama but i was only concerned for the bullying stuff that happened.

Miss girl would get beaten up at the alley but no, she'd be like "I've faced worse, i can even heal", like bitch i would be long gone the minute anyone raised a finger.

But after saying all this ima still go read a marinette x batfam fanfic.

[rocker-socks]

Being into DC and not ML is really funny when looking at AO3, but it does force me to ask why Marinette always ends up adopted by the bat family (black hair and blue eyes, i get it) but Adrien never ends up adopted by Catwoman. His name is literally Chat Noir (Black Cat). Its Right There. He has mommy issues and everything.

[kawaii-queen-kaiju]

Robbery, Chaos, Femme Fatale

Maribat March - Prompts 16, 22, 23

~

"Are you ready?"

Marinette looked up at Selina, decked out in her Catwoman outfit, and nodded. They were on the roof of a museum, looking down through the skylight. Marinette flicked her wrist, unsheathing the claws in her gloves. She drew a large circle in the glass, removing the pane and looking down through the opening. "Three guards. Why are there only three? I thought there were four?"

Selina narrowed her eyes, peering down at the three men surrounding their target. "I don't know. You alright playing lookout? Just in case?"

Marinette nodded. "You first?"

The older woman smirked, backing up. "Please, after you."

Marinette grinned, her cat-like eyes wide with excitement as she eyed one of the security guards and pounced. She landed on the man's back, swiftly sending a high kick to the second's head. Selina came down a moment later, knocking out the third and setting to work on the jewel case. Marinette looked around the gallery trying to find the fourth guard. Her leather ears twitched at the sound of a toilet flushing down the hall. "They're in the bathroom." She whispered to Selina, already prowling toward the noise. The seasoned cat burglar nodded, opening the case carefully.

Marinette peeked around the corner, seeing the silhouette of the guard drawing closer. She jumped around the corner, hitting a pressure point on the woman's neck and knocking her out cold.

She turned back to Selina, who already had the jewels and was starting back up her rope. They had about thirty seconds before the security system started back up and the alarms went off. Marinette leapt back up to the skylight and hauled the rope up, the other woman still attached to it.

Selina grinned widely at her, winding the rope back up. "That super-strength really comes in handy, huh?"

Marinette smiled back, twisting the Miraculous on her finger. "It does."

Below them, the shrill alarm bells sounded, echoing throughout the gallery. Selina winked at Marinette and pulled out her whip. "That's our cue."

Marinette chased after her mentor, an exhilarated smile on her face. The necklace was insured. The museum got money, Selina got a new shiny, and Marinette got to scratch her chaos itch. It was a win-win-win, really.

[justrandomfanfictionskh]

A Blue Bird and a Black Cat pt1

Selina decides that Marinette would be better as the Cat than Adrien. Five years, later Dick is very confused about this Lady Noire ao3

Five months ago Selina had expected to waltz into the Louvre, liberate a particular Ming dynasty Jade Cat, and waltz out. She had not expected to be stopped by two teenaged heroes, who clearly had no adult supervision. She had definitely not expected them to be quite so skilled at fighting, despite their obvious lack of training. And she had most certainly not expected them to leave their fight in favor of chasing a strange blue child on a flying carpet! She had not gotten the Jade Cat, or even entered the Louvre that night. However, the next night she had gotten her answers. 

The small girl in the ladybug suit explained everything as simply as she could to the rouge, and what Selina heard was both intriguing and horrifying. The idea that a mad man was vilifying children in order to serve his purposes, and enslaving people made her hiss and spit. What was intriguing was the young heroes. Especially the cat boy. Not to mention the girl's response to her reaction. She seemed amused and almost...gratified by such a blatant display of disgust. When Selina asked why the Justice League had not gotten involved the girl just sighed and Selina watched as a huge weight settled on her shoulders. 

"We tried calling them, but they didn't believe us. I don't know if it was because we weren't talking to the right people, or the magic interfering. But it's almost impossible to prove our claims, because the government is actively suppressing the information so that foreign relations aren't strained, and the magic involved means that there is no lasting damage, or casualties, and the identities of the users are protected through the magic. So proving anything we say in order to get the help we need is next to impossible. Besides do you really want to see Superman, or Batman, or worse, Wonder Woman akumatized? No thank you?"

Cat Woman hummed thinking softly. She snapped her fingers when an idea came. "I know lets make a deal!"    

"I'm sorry?" Ladybug asked.

"A deal! I make them with Batman all the time!" A half truth but the young hero didn't need to know that. "I get you Hawkbitch, and you let me take the Jade Cat!"

Ladybug eyed her suspiciously before saying, "You honestly want me to believe that you can find Hawkmoth? and then you really think I'm just going to let you walk away with the Jade Cat? A priceless artifact? Are you crazy?"

"I'm from Gotham," Cat Woman said dismissively, "But that's not the point. The point is, that I can deliver! I get you the name of your villain. You utterly destroy him. And then I walk way with the most precious kitty in France! What do say?"

"I have been looking for Hawkmoth for almost five years, five years, and you think you can just find him like that?" she snapped to illustrate her point. But Selina just smirked. 

"If you think it's impossible, then what do you have to loose? I'll even sweeten the deal, I'll leave Paris, no...I'll leave France, and I won't come back until I have a full file detailing exactly who this Hawkbitch is, including admissible proof of his identity. What do you say?" 

If this was Superman, he would say no. If this was Batman, he'd think about it and then also say no. Wonder Woman was to experienced to get this deep in the hole. And the rest of the hero community that well but she expected that they would all refuse such an offer. She expected the girl to do the same, but once again her expectations were over thrown when Ladybug said, "Ok. You have a deal. Get me Hawkmoth, and you can attempt to steal the cat. But you have to leave first thing in the morning, and you cannot, I repeat, cannot come back until you know who Hawkmoth is."

Now five months later, Selina smiled into her coffee. All she had to do was casually mention to Bruce that there were unsupervised heroes in Paris, and he was on the case like a cat on a mouse, or a bat on a bug. Whichever you prefer. Still she did not want to reveal herself to the heroes just yet. Because she...was curious.

While waiting for Bruce to crack the case, Selina had decided to do some light browsing on exactly who these heroes were. Their identities were apparently protected by magic, which Selina could easily believe. She had seen Ladybug's face that day as clear as the moon in the sky. But like the moon, her memories of the girl's features were obscured behind clouds. But after using a French IP address and watching something called The LabyBlog and The BugCast, Selina had become determined to discover the identities of the young heroes for two very important reasons. One was to rip that ring off of the mangy, feral, tomcat's finger for daring to disgrace the noble and divine species of felines with his carless and flippant ways. And two was to invite Ladybug to have a little Gotham fun. The girl was clearly too stressed for words, but it wasn't hard to see why. With a partner like that and the responsibility of resurrecting the dead, Selina would have cracked years ago. But this girl hung on, and for that the girl disserved a break, without having to worry about akumas, or villains, or anything but the joy that came from bashing in a deadbeat's jewels. 

But after a week of searching and stalking, she had gotten know where. All she could confirm, was that Ladybug, and probably Chat Noire lived somewhere in the vicinity of this lovely patisserie. Not a lot to go on, she knew, but it was better than nothing. And besides, the coffee was wonderful. The pastries were divine. And there the sun was shining. So she really couldn't complain. The sun never shone in Gotham. 

As she took another sip of coffee and looked over at the park where children were playing, she smiled thinking about the current Robin. He was probably too old and too scarred to enjoy the park as a kid. But perhaps one day, he could enjoy the park with a kid. Maybe a little brother, or a little sister. She smiled mischievously, but her thoughts were interrupted by a small cough.

"Oh I'm sorry, excuse me, I didn't mean to disturb you. You were probably really deep in thought, and hate being interrupted, and think I'm annoying, I'm so sorry! This is so rude of me, and you probably hate me, and don't want to talk to me. But I needed to ask you something, but you don't have to answer, in fact it's probably best if---"

"It's alright child," Selina said with a low chuckle and a soft smile. "I understand, now what is your question?"

"Oh, ok," the young girl said softly, "Um, if you're finished with your plate, then I can take it inside for you?" 

Selina arched a brow and examined the girl. She was small, and extremely nervous, which made Selina think that she was probably 12 or 13. However, any careful examination of her features revealed that the girl in actuality was probably older. Perhaps 16 or 17. But it was difficult to tell. First of all her black hair that shone blue in the light was tied up in pig tails (a decidedly younger preference). Secondly, her big blue bell eyes were shining with all of the nervous energy her voice conveyed (the poor girl probably had anxiety and had never been taught how to manage it). Thirdly, her clothes, which were objectionably fashionable and stylish, seemed to convey a softness and timidity that only hung around small children. Selina found her pretty, in an innocent, cute, fairy kind of way. Which combined with the over abundance in nervous energy, convinced Selina that this child should never enter Gotham, unless she quickly received a shot of pure confidence in the next hour or so.

So Selina smiled her warmest smile and said, "Of course you may my dear. Please. Now tell me are you just being kind, or do you work here?" 

"Oh?" the girl said a little confidence edging its way into her voice, "My parents own this patisserie! And I like to help out where I can. I hope you enjoyed everything!"

"Oh I did," Selina said. "I truly believe this is the best cup of coffee, that I have ever had. You must compliment your parents for me..."

"Oh, Marinette!"

"Selina."

Marinette's smile was now so bright and genuine, that it was contagious. And Selina found herself watching the girl out of the corner of her eye for the next half an hour she was there. 

Benevolent and sanguine feelings rolled through Selina, as she watched Marinette clumsily and skillfully clean the outside tables. The girl was entertaining, as she seemed to be a mass of contradictions. One minute she was graceful. The next she was flailing. One minute she was nervous and shy. The next she was talking animatedly with someone she knew. One minute she was day dreaming. The next she was stressing over the smallest details of the tables. Selina was amusedly endeared to the young lady. But she didn't have time to be distracted. She needed to find Ladybug, and give her the Hawkbitch file. However, just as she was finishing her drink something happened that made Selina bristle and hiss.

Marinette was just wiping down a table, when something caught her attention and made her tense. This caught Selina's attention, because it was a different kind of rigidity than her pervious bouts of nervousness. When the girl had addressed Salina she had been fidgety, but upright and clear. Now, Marinette was hunching over, curling in on herself. Her hands, which had flitted about with the need to move, now stilled, and...Selina blinked and almost turned to directly stare at the child. Marinette's hands were shaking and her eyes...oh her big, beautiful, clear, bluebell eyes, where fading as if something was slowly draining away the life in them Selina felt her own shoulders tense as she watched. She knew those actions. She had seen those signs. She recognized those defenses. She did not have to consult Harley in order to recognize a victim of abuse.

Selina settled back as casually as she could and began to watch the pedestrians. One of these people was this bright young woman's abuser, and Selina was determined to discover them. None of them stuck out, everyone kept walking past, or into the bakery. Then a group of teenage girls caught her eye. Unremarkable in and of themselves, just a group of five or six teenagers, probably coming from a shopping spree. They were laughing and talking without a care in the world, but there was something about them that made Selina's hair stand up on end. So she examined them closely. Her eye fell on the girl who was front and center of the group. Her hair looked as if she was trying to imitate sausage links, and her style was decidedly gaudy. The girl walked with an air of entitlement, and obnoxiousness that even a cat would find insulting. Especially since she was not carrying any of the shopping bags and was walking ahead of the group, thus giving the impression that the girls around her, were not her "friends" but her ladies-in-waiting. And though she never looked down at the people around her, she watched them through narrow calculating eyes that reminded Selina of Lady Shiva. Selina did not like that woman.

Selina kept one eye on Marinette, and one eye on the approaching group, sat back, and watched. And what she saw made her quietly hiss into her now empty mug. The lead girl (Selina heard her called Lila) took one look at Marinette and smiled predatorily. She then redirected everyone immediately from their previous goals, to the bakery and sat down at a table Marinette had yet to clean. She then proceeded to cry and sob, blaming Marinette for forcing her to sit at an unclean table, while the rest of the girls began to yell and berate the poor girl for the injustice. Marinette said nothing as she quietly cleaned the table, letting the screams and sobs wash over her without even making a noise. As Marinette attempt to walk away with the dishes, Lila very blatantly tripped her. This time Marinette did not use her graceful reflexes to contradict the clumsiness but silently fell to the ground shattering all the plates. The other girls at the table then began to scream at Marinette for attempting to hurt Lila by dropping plates on her head. 

Selina could not hear this Lila's voice, from where she was sitting, but the affects of her gross, and obvious manipulation and abuse made Selina want to scream and claw her eyes out as she watched. The sweet charming girl silently and cautiously pick up every shard of ceramic as the other girls screamed and surrounded her. The commotion drew out the two adults that Selina had seen behind the counter. Knowing these to be Marinette's parents, Selina decided not to kill a minor, trusting them to defend their daughter. The yelling stopped for about five seconds when they appeared. Long enough for Lila to say something through her hands, and for the bakery owners to turn on their daughter and begin to reprimand her and not the other girls. Selina had to bite her tongue against a scream as she watched the previously bright and kind girl that was Marinette silently stand up and slink back into the bakery without ever making a sound. When she passed, Selina felt stabbed, because her beautiful blue eyes were rendered dull and grey in the wake of her abuse. 

Once Marinette was gone, Selina watched as her parents filled the group's table with the best free pastries with growing hatred and disgust. Selina shook her self she could not get akumatized. She could not risk all of her plans falling apart, because of one incident. However, she smirked deviously. There were other ways to punish bullies and abusers. But as she walked past the table, something happened that completely other threw all of her expectations once again. This was becoming a pattern in Paris. 

Marinette blinked at the woman in her room. "What the hell?!" she exclaimed. Cat Woman smiled mischievously and removed her cowl throwing Marinette into even more open mouthed confusion. Mme. Selina is Cat Woman! her mind screamed. Marinette stared at the new patisserie regular in shock and horror, as the older woman chuckled at her reaction.

"Sorry to keep you waiting Ladybug, but I had to be sure of you identity before I could give you this." She held up a thick manila folder with the word Hawkmoth written on the side, and the word Hawkbitch scribbled on the front.

Marinette held up her hands in protest. She had to breath. Her mind was swirling, and she could barely process all of this new information. Mme. Selina was her new favorite customer. She came in almost everyday and always had a kind word for her. Cat Woman was a thief who stole priceless artifacts. She had known Selina for about three weeks now. And Cat Woman was a world renowned thief. A thief who knew her identity...Marinette took a deep breath before she could spiral and closed her eyes. This was not helping. 

Ladybug, she thought desperately, I need to be Ladybug. She took a deep breath and settled into the mindset of the hero of Paris. Ladybug could save the day. Ladybug would save the day. Ladybug can deal with Cat Woman with ease. Ladybug would make sure that nothing went wrong. She felt her energies settle into calm, heavy, order as confidence and surety took over her bones. When she opened her eyes, Cat Woman was watching her with undisguised curiosity and fondness. Ladybug could not understand it. She cleared her throat.

"So how did you discover my identity?" 

"Well it wasn't easy," Cat Woman said dismissively. "But lets just say, you were perhaps a little too tired after that last akuma. Neither you nor that filthy alley cat noticed that I was following you. But then again he never notices when I follow him." She spoke of Chat Noir with disgust, as if he were the epitome of everything wrong with the world. Ladybug let the information settle in the back of her mind before she continued.

"So you're here about our deal. Hawkmoth's identity in exchange for a free attempt at the Louvre." It was a statement, but Ladybug was curious to see how Cat Woman would respond to it. 

"Yes," Cat Woman said with a smile, "But also no."

"No?" Ladybug said with unaffected surprise. "Don't you want your Jade Cat?"

"Hmm," Cat Woman mused as she eyed Marinette's room. "I think I remember saying that I want the most precious kitten in all of France. And at this point I don't think it's the Jade Cat."

Ladybug sighed and crossed her arms. "Do I want to know?"

Cat Woman smiled sardonically. "Lady Noire."

Ladybug blinked. That was not the answer she was expecting and it almost rocked her out of her persona. She recovered by giving Selina a very pointed look and said slowly, "Lady Noire? The persona I take when I wear the cat miraculous?"

"Mmhm," Cat Woman hummed with a smile.

"I don't understand."

"Well it's quiet simple really. I don't like that tomcat running around with the black cat miraculous. As the original, feline identity I take anyone who attempts a feline persona very seriously. And I don't like the reputation he is giving us nighttime predators."

"You do know that the black cat hero is older than most civilizations."

"All the more reason to take his miraculous from him. He doesn't deserve it, not with the way he treats you. Come now kitten, you can't tell me that you haven't ever questioned his suitability for the role. He's skilled, yes. And he's passionate. But he's hardly capable. How often does he leave alone in a fight? How often does he get distracted or impede your abilities? How often has he assaulted you?"

"Woah, Chat Noire has not assaulted me," Ladybug declared. 

"Oh so you like it when he kisses you're hand, and calls you pet names in professional settings? Or how about when he decided he was in love with your civilian identity? Did you like him coming up to your balcony every other night? Based on how often the CCTV cameras caught him here, I assume he had an open invitation? You did invite him to sit on your balcony for hours on end, correct?"

Ladybug stiffened. She couldn't deny it. She couldn't deny any of it. She couldn't deny her wish that Chat took things more seriously, or was more reliable. It was becoming more of a question of if he would even show up! And when he did appear, she often found her self watching him as much as their enemy. When he decided that he was in love with Ladybug, she always had to make sure that there was at least five feet between them so that he wouldn't try to pull her against him, "Because that blast was going to hit you m'lady!" he would always say even as his hands began to wonder. And when he decided he was in love with Marinette, she could barely go out on her balcony to water her plants without him trying to corner her, or get into her space. She used to love lying back in her bed, and watching the sky out of her sky light. Or going out on her balcony at night to let the cool air wash all of her troubles away. But now there was paper over the glass, and she had to lock the window the moment the sun went down in case Chat Noir decided to shift his attentions again.

She looked away but Cat Woman moved so that she was in her line of sight. Ladybug looked at her and saw something she had not seen directed at her in a long time. Not since Luka and Juleka left with their father for his world tour, and Kagami had been sent to a fencing camp by her mother. It was sympathy, understanding, and a righteous fury on her behalf. Ladybug shifted, she could feel her mask slipping, and she was almost tempted to call on her suit in order to cement it in place, but Cat Woman wasn't done. 

"You know," she said softly, "I had plans to steal you away as the new cat holder, before I ever realized you were Ladybug." Marinette started and stared, but said nothing. She did not trust herself. Selina continued, "That first day we met. I saw what those girls did to you. What your parents did to you, and I'll admit I was almost akumatized. But I wasn't because the moment I went over to steal that Lie-la's wallet, rip her knock-off designer bag, and spill coffee in her lap, something happened. The moment I heard her voice I started to believe her. Despite everything I felt and witnessed, I started to believe that she was right, and you deserved what they did to you." Ladybug stiffened, but said nothing, she was too confused and too conflicted. So Selina continued almost conspiratorily. "And that's when I realized. That Lie-la is a meta!" 

Marinette gasped. Her mask had slipped. The Ladybug persona was on the floor. There was no recovering it. The realization and the understanding hit her like a truck as the reality fit everything into place. For years she had wondered how Lila had done it. How had she turned everyone who had always loved and supported her through thick and thin against her as if she was a rat in the pantry. But it made sense. Lila was a meta! She was controlling them. Marinette never stood a chance. She looked up and saw the gleaming satisfaction in Selina's eyes as hope and vindication filled Marinette's. And Selina continued,

"It's the only explanation. Because I know what I say. I know what they did to you. And over the past few weeks I have seen who you are as well. You are kind, and generous, and beautiful. So how could anything she said be true, even if I believed her when I heard her voice. I knew right then and there, that very first day what was happening. But Marinette...I also knew right then and there that the only way for you to be free of them, of her, would be to escape. The only way you're going to be able to get out of this toxic dumpster fire of a life is to run away from it as fast and as far as you can. Now you're 18. You'll be graduating soon. And with this," she tapped the almost forgotten file, "You'll be able to put the mask aside. You can choose how you want to escape. All I ask is that you let me help you do it...It is your decision Marinette. I'll make sure that it is only your decision. If you let me."

Marinette breathed deeply, her scattered and shattered mind desperately trying to put all of the pieces together. She tried to summon Ladybug. She tried to shut down. She tried everything, but that did not stop the buzzing in her head so she just stared, at the woman in front of her. The woman who was offering the only thing her heart could ever want. As she stood and stared the kwamis began to slink out of their hiding spots, but only Tikki came up to comfort her and pull her out of her deepening spiral. "You're unbalanced, Marinette," the kwami whispered. "And I'm sorry, I don't know how to help you. I can only offer you creation and order, and I'm afraid you might have a little too much of that right now. Please, please, please, let this woman help you! We, all of us, will support you no matter what." 

And with that, Marinette fell to her knees and began to cry. And she didn't stop not even when the small hands of her kwami were joined by the warm, tight embrace of a human. So she knelt and cried, as sixteen deities protected her, and a warm, kind woman embraced her. 

Next

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[adeva-eira]

Have been inaktive for a while now but yay...I'm back!

Now, I want to Start writing Fan fictions again and I have 4 ideas already but I can't decide what to write first...so you can decide! Here are four Prompts and even some art to show you what you can expect uwu please tell me your favorite so that I can see what to write first!

1. Death in the family (ya I took that title from the Batman Movie lol). Basically Reverse Robins with Marinette in there. The family dynamic with Marinette already is established too. Bruce is dead, Damian is Batman, Tim, who died instead of Jason, is Wren, Marinette is Cardinal, Jason is Red Bird and Dick will become Robin later on.

Shortly after Bruce Died, Marinette wanted to help her Brother, Damian, relax. Knowing that he loves animals she takes him to a Circus. There they witness the death of the flying Graysons. They don't hesitate and take in their son, Dick Grayson. Family shenanigans, drama and Lots of fun in this fic!

2.Gotham Sirens. Marinette is a Rouge (just to Mess with good ol' Batsy) and meets and Joins the Sirens. Selina adopts Mari and just enjoys annoying her Ex, Bruce, with her new Daughter. Harley and Ivy have fun too, doing the same thing only with the Joker....hehe...

3. The life(death) of Marin(ette). Marin Cheng is a very deadly Rouge and fought the Bats ever since he could hold a knife. He gets mortally wounded though and as he dies, the last thing he Sees is Red Hood, who refuses to leave his side as he dies.

Tikki takes pity on him though and throws his soul in the body of Marinette Dupain-Cheng, another self of him from another universe, who Fell into a coma due to her real soul giving up on her.

Now Marin has to Deal with being a girl, a Super hero and a teenager while also trying to get to Gotham to protect this universes Red Hood, as a way to thank him for not leaving him on his death bed.

4.Miraculous Lanterns. Marinette HATES Green Lantern(Hal Jordan) with a Passion. One day she wakes up, only to find a Blue Ring floating in front of her. As in trance she speaks the oath and becomes a Blue Lantern. Now she has TWO Hero personas, has to stay close to Green Lantern to use her rings full Potential and has to Deal with the longing to just smash Jordans head into the ground...

[hellishere7980]

Begin Again Chapter 7 (sequel to IMW)

Marinette/Isabella's POV

Marinette got up and turned to see the curtain glowing due to the faint sunlight streaming in from the window. She turned her head to the other side to see the kwamis sleeping peacefully except Tikki, who was so used to her sleep patterns that she always immediately knew when she was awake or asleep (the little tyke).

Smiling at Tikki, Marinette got up. She walked towards her desk wiping away the remaining sleep to take a good look at the small desk calendar sitting on her desk. She turned the page to the current date. The number 16 stared back at her.

‘So,’ she thought. ‘Today I am meeting Wayne, Dick, Jason and Cass’s girlfriends/boyfriends.’

She stretched and went to the bathroom for a nice long shower. After coming out well-cleaned and awake she went to her wardrobe deciding on what to wear. She finally picked out a soft gray track pants and a pink turtleneck which had a few geometrical designs embroidered on it with white thread. Ahh… a classic but stylish look. After getting dressed she walked out of her room to see Damian walking out of his room too. They nodded to each other as a greeting and proceeded to the dining room and were (honest enough to admit that there was) chaos, just waiting to happen.

As Marinette stepped into the room with her eyes closed, all chattering stopped.

She said (keeping her eyes closed), "I'll be meeting everyone based on seniority so first and foremost Wayne's counterpart."

Selina shot Bruce a look saying ‘How much have you screwed up with this child of yours?’

She opened her eyes and so Selina gave a sly but soft smile. Though she was trying to hide her anxiety, nothing really remains hidden from the one who senses all emotions. Marinette felt the swirling anxiety within her.

"Only one question," Marinette said, giving a knowing smile of her own. "Can you cook?"

Selina shrugged. "basic acceptable food. I do know how to make burgers from scratch though."

"Acceptable enough." said Marinette, moving on to Dick's girlfriend.

She came face to face with Barbara. She squealed and hugged her well as much as she could seeing that Barbara was in a wheelchair.

"It's been so long!" she said.

"I missed you too kiddo," Barbara responded. "They really haven't been that in control since you left."

"OK you have the same question too," Marinette said. "Can you cook?"

"More than that dork can."Barbara said, pointing towards Dick who was watching intently, his aura dominant with anticipation seeing his girlfriend and sister interact.

"Ding-ding-ding," said Marinette. "That is the correct answer. Next!"

Roy came forward. Jason placed a comforting hand on his shoulder which clearly said ‘Don't be afraid of her’.

Marinette gave him a searching look. "Look, it doesn't matter if you can cook, Jason can cook very well. However, one thing that you must answer is which Shakespeare play is the greatest?"

Some tension left Roy's shoulders. "Othello," he answered simply with a relieved smile. "Romeo and Juliet is clearly overrated since it is the most romantic play Shakespeare has written. However, it is stupid to ignore the in-depth betrayal that is depicted in Othello."

Marinette made finger guns at him and replied chirpily. "And that IS the correct answer. OK, who's next?"

Cass stepped forward with a girl behind her and gently pushed forward. The girl's eyes were averted, clearly too nervous to even look at her. Marinette's eyes on the other hand blew wide in recognition.

"Fei!" Marinette blurted out.

The girl looked at her to reveal Fei whose eyes looked up in surprise. "Marinette?"

Now everyone was looking at them clearly recognizing Isabella's undercover name which she used in Paris.

Marinette lurched forward and grasped Fei in a hug. "Oh, my kwami! I missed you so much."

Fei, who had been sort of scared of expression since Marinette had said her name, relaxed. she pulled her hand from Marinette’s next binding hug and returned it with equal emotion.

She began rambling. "I'm so sorry I t-tried contacting you after I heard about the Court suit. But I didn't know how and I thought you wouldn't want to h-hear from me and I'm sorry I thought you hated m-me. I would have understood-- I'll still understand if you still feel that way and--"

Marinette squeezed her upper arm and Fei stopped at once.

"I understand," Marinette said with an assuring smile. "Trust me, I really do. but enough about the past so…" she had a mischievous look in her eye. "you and Cass huh?" she wriggled her eyebrows.

A look of realization dawned upon Fei. "So you're her sister? Isabella?"

"In the flesh." Marinette said, gesturing towards herself.

"Umm… not to interrupt anything." The girls looked over to see Tim with a questioning look in his eyes. "But how exactly do you know each other?"

The girls looked at each other. Fei had a guilty look. but Marinette burst out laughing and Fei soon followed.

"I would really tell you, Tim." Marinette managed to wheeze out between all her giggling. "but for that, I'll have to catch my breath."

It took some time for the girls to regain control of themselves because as soon as they stopped laughing for a bit they would look at each other and the whole giggling cycle began again.

"OK…OK," Marinette said, shaking herself back into seriousness.

"Me and Fei" she gestured towards the said person with jazz hands. "Met a year and a half back when I went to China to meet Sabine's father/uncle. There I thought I'd go exploring and I walked out with my phone, mind you I did not know Mandarin back then."

Marinette continued, her eyes giving nothing away.

"I happened to get my purse, which had my phone, the only device I could use to navigate my way around and communicate with the people around me, stolen. Fei was the one to steal it. but the pawnbroker, who was also the guy blackmailing her with the information about her father's murderer, said that the objects would be of value to the person they were stolen from, otherwise those items wouldn't fetch much of a price.” Marinette stopped to catch her breath.

“So, she found me and took me to the pawnbroker. While I did know what ¥100,000 equals to" she flashed Fei a smile, "growing up in this rich household made me feel that it wasn't that big of a price for something I held so dear. Fei on the other hand didn't realize that and she stole the stuff again but this time from the pawnbroker and we both ran out trying to escape the pawnbroker’s goons and then she revealed that she was the one who actually stole it and apologized. We ate at the restaurant with Sabine's father/uncle, and departed calling each other sisters."

A look of total disbelief flashed from all the eyes on them excluding Cassandra and Alfred.

Marinette gave a greatly exaggerated sigh. "Now that all this matchmaking approval is done I would like to eat and would totally appreciate you not gaping."

Everyone shut their mouths as though they had been hammered back into their regular position and… turned out still in too deep of a shock to function more than to eat and proceeded to eat the breakfast peacefully.

‘Huh, who knew?’ Marinette thought. ‘And it only took a near-normal incident in her life full of extremes to eat a peaceful breakfast. Sad that won't last. Her friends we're gonna come in a week.’ Sigh. ‘She'll deal with that when they get here. Right now? She was gonna enjoy evading their questions about her powers which were gonna start as soon as their brain started functioning at full capacity again. but you know what they say, enjoy the calm while it stands between chaos.’

"So" Jason began. "not that I don't mind it but aren't these matchmaking tests a little too easy? I mean come on you can do better than asking if they know how to cook!"

Marinette looked up. "First of all, they are in a relationship with you people, meaning they already have had their past and current lives come through with a 1-nanometer wide com. Also to be noted is the fact that I already read their auras so I know they have no ill intent."

Yeah everybody was staring at her.

"And not to be forgotten," she continued. "is the fact that I trust you all in your judgments. You wouldn't be in a relationship with them if you weren't happy and yes I don't need to read all of us to see the love that you feel for them. And the only reasonable question was the one I asked if they could cook because there is a reason why Wayne and Dick are banned from the kitchen. You cannot really live on burnt food and cereals? For Jason, I knew that they had to be competent enough to keep up with his literary knowledge. And Cass? Come on Fei is… no other word for it, great. but if you want," she said with a mischievous look in her eyes (that sent shivers down Jason's spine ) "I can always battle them to see what they're made of although I find it prudent to remind you that I am trained by Lady Miracle."

"no thanks," Roy said, giving a weak thumbs up. "I'm good, I don't want my ass to be handed back to me on a silver platter again. I'll never underestimate her after what I went through yesterday."

Marinette laughed. "You're not the first arrow boy nor the last."

Saying this her plate began to float towards the sink and she magically poofed… again.

"Shit," Tim said, banging his head on the table. "How the hell am I supposed to ask her about her powers now?! I can't talk to thin air." he sighed. "Come on, I better get a move on researching her friends coming in a week."

[the-coffee-fandom]

Rose Gold Eyes

By: the-coffee-fandom

Warnings: Major Character Death, Blood, Negative Thoughts

There was a little beep, almost silent. To the normal ear, it would be. But not to her.

“We have to leave. Now,” she whispered harshly, ears pinning down to her head as she stuffed some last jewels in her bag, expertly wrapping a rope around the top and tying it in a few swift movements, too quick to keep up with.

“One more second Cariño,” was the response she got, a laugh in her voice as the other woman flickered across the room, throwing a few more treasures into her own sack, “don’t be so paranoid.”

“The alarms went off,” she hissed as she yanked the grappling hook secured to the roof, ensuring it was still stable enough for them to scale up it.

“It just adds to the danger.”

Her green eyes sparkled in the moonlight as a smile twisted on her lips, a joy in her eyes pairing with the thrill of the game. Her shoulders came to her chin as a little chuckle left her lips before she sauntered over, hooking a finger beneath her jaw, forcing her chin up to keep peering into her eyes.

“Loosen up Tata, we’re just having a little fun,” her claw scraped down her throat and suddenly she couldn’t breathe as she was drawn in by those devilish green eyes.

They sparked with too much. She would be the death of her. Too much mischief wrapped in a gorgeous package.

“Come along then,” she smirked, pearly white teeth showing, two pointed like fangs. It suited her well.

She watched dumbly for a moment as her partner climbed up before it hit her that she had to follow and she quickly scurried up after her, meeting the cool breeze of fresh air the rooftop provided her.

At least, as fresh as someplace like Gotham could offer.

She grabbed the edge, looking up to meet the hand of her partner extended out, the same grin that dances on her mind daily painted on her face, an adoration in her eyes directed at her that made her insides jumble.

“I’m disappointed.”

But she wasn’t stupid enough to believe she’d love her.

“Disappointed? In little ol’ me?” Her partner pulled her up, placing a hand to her chest but her eyes now focused on him.

“We’ve been over this Selina.”

A growl rumbled in the back of her throat; low, threatening, dangerous. The dark knights eyes found her bright blue ones, the white covering them concealing the colour narrowed at her threateningly.

“I certainly don’t remember having such a conversation,” she quipped back smugly, stepping forward just once so one leg was in front of the other, one hip slightly out, chin held high while one hand was resting on her hip. A step slightly in front of her, blocking a full view of her. Her other hand traced her arm soothingly.

“You and your little pet need to return all the stolen artifacts and maybe I’ll let you go with a warning.”

It was always the same with Batman. He’d let her get away. He always did.

Her ears pricked back anyway, her lips coming up in a snarl, showcasing sharp fangs, larger than Selina’s. She hated him.

“Now now Cariño, calm down,” Cat Woman told her. She looked back, just a moment their eyes met again, searching for something within her blue ones, before it was over and all she could focus on again was Batman, “Now Bruce, that is no way to talk to my partner.”

She walked towards him, every step coming with a gift of an exaggerated sway of her hips, her tail swishing behind her, her eyes focused on him, her clawed hands coming to cup under his jaw, pulling him down to her height as she whispered something for only his ears. She backed away and his eyes followed her. Miray watched as Cat Woman distracted him flawlessly, effortlessly.

“I’ll catch you around Bruce,” she winked at him, throwing a sack of loot over her shoulder and scurrying off.

Batman was quick to follow.

Miray was left forgotten on the rooftops once again.

She knew she asked, but this is not what she meant. Always being left behind. But that was the plan, wasn’t it? That was always the plan, right?

She watched Selina chase him, wondering what she saw in him that she couldn’t find in her. Selina had to know he wasn’t good enough for her, right? But maybe that’s what made him all the more appealing. Wanting someone you know you’ll never have but they’re just within arms reach and reciprocate in a way that cures the need in your heart. That’s what she wanted.

Miray sighed, picking up the bags of treasures. The one Selina had taken didn’t actually have anything worthwhile, it was a decoy. Miray had prepared it knowing what the outcome of the outing would be again.

She returned home, hefting herself through the window and depositing the jewels and trinkets in the safe behind the bookshelf they had.

“Cirrus, stars rest,” Miray said quietly.

A bright flash of light and her suit disappeared, a little ball of light flying around her before coming to rest at her shoulder, a bat appearing from it.

“That bat is a disgrace! We’d never let that slip from our wings. Of course it works in our favour, but he didn’t even look back at you!” Cirrus complained, swooping around agitated before noticing their holder wasn’t in the spot they were previously.

They looked around and found Marinette at the window, opening it and climbing out onto the fire escape to head up to the roof. They followed behind and once they got to the top, Marinette dropped down to sit on the edge of the roof. Cirrus set themselves down near her.

Marinette didn’t really feel like talking. Her legs dangled off the roof, swinging back and forth as she kept her eyes focused on the moon. The smog covered the sky, hiding the stars from her view but she could imagine them there. Just like she could imagine Selina there besides her. She’d have one knee pulled up to her chest, leaning back with a large smirk plastered on her stupid face, she’d have broughten a blanket in case it got too cold, and she would have eyes only for her.

Marinette couldn’t bear to look in the direction they had gone, her chasing him again. He thought he was chasing her, but it was never that way. Selina has always been after his heart far more than any jewels they’d collect.

Marinette coughed, choking on the lump in her throat.

He’s emotionally constipated. He’d never love her the way she deserves.

She hacked, bending forward with her eyes squeezing shut as she attempted to breath again through the pain, the pricks in her throat, stabbing into her esophagus, cutting into her lungs.

He’d never hold her tenderly through the night. He’d never kiss her passionately against the rough brick chimneys but even it out with tender kisses on window panes, one leg hanging out as the cool breeze travels in. He’d never dance against the moon with her without a care in the world. He’d never hold her like she’s the only precious thing in this existence to him.

She felt a light pressure on her cheek and followed the instructions she was given to move properly on the roof. She turned around, moving to her knees but the coughs soon wracked her body enough to have her bending forward and catching herself on her palms, coughing and coughing, feeling a liquid trickle down her chin.

He’d never wake her up and greet her with kisses pressed lightly to her face, watch her eyes flutter open, a smile on her lips before his met them in a morning kiss, a breakfast made from scratch already prepared for her. He’d never lay on rooftops stargazing, sharing an earbud each, sides pressed together just bathing in each others company. He’d never sit at her feet as she read, back against her chair between her legs as her hands run through his hair. He’d never sit with her just to sit with her.

No matter what, they’ll always be something more important than her.

Why couldn’t she see that?!?

Duty bears a heavy weight on his chest, and it’ll always take more priority then her. But Mari knew she would always put her first, lay her life down for her, if it was between the world and Selina, it would be her every time. She may have been a hero, but even then she’d prioritized her heart. It didn’t make her a great hero, but it’s made her the perfect villain.

Her body gave out beneath her. Marinette lay crumpled on the rooftop of her apartment shared with someone who’d never love her the way she wanted, the way she needed, coughing golden yellow roses splattered with crimson.

Tears fell from her eyes, the pressure of her kwami against her shoulder nuzzling her in an attempt of comfort almost an invisible feeling as everything went numb.

The chill of the night bit her fingers, she knew with the way her cheek had scrapped the roof there’d be a scratch but she couldn’t even feel it, her body felt weighed down. She was numb. She was nothing.

Her eyes eventually drifted closed without her permission as the bombardment of roses ceased. Her heavy breathing, desperate for some air now stuttering and light. Her body went slack and the last thing she saw was a single silhouette against the moon.

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Marinette leaned into a pleasant warmth. Every part of her hurt. She couldn’t remember what happened or where she was. She attempted to crack an eye open but found she couldn’t so she did the next best thing. She cuddled into the warmth of whatever she was laying on.

She hummed in content as a light press of something touched her forehead, lingering, before disappearing. Then the small of her back was being gently caressed. She melted into it, enjoying it.

She had drifted off again pretty quickly after that, the next time she’d awoken she managed to open her eyes; squinting against the bright rays of the sun.

She didn’t move other then that, just gazing silently out the window. There wasn’t much to see baring a few lingering clouds in the sky, the top of a broken down building covering part of the view. She was trying to reboot her brain though, remember what had happened beforehand.

“Awake now sleepyhead?” Came a voice behind her. No. Underneath her. She felt the vibrations of her voice soothingly on her side.

She tilted her head up, meeting the vibrant green eyes of Selina who was gently running her fingers through her hair. She gave her a soft smile, her eyes crinkling at the edges, a look she’d only ever seen directed at her. A look reserved only for her.

“Would you like some breakfast?”

It was then that Marinette realized she’d been staring for longer than socially acceptable. She bounded off of her partner, the blanket laying atop her twisting around her, falling face flat on the floor with a groan.

Selina chuckled at her partner, easily extracting herself from her chair with an illegal amount of grace.

“Excited just for breakfast, huh?”

Marinette blushed and got up, dusting herself off and following Selina as she walked into the kitchen.

Marinette’s eyes trailed over the counter as he mouth dropped, “that’s… a lot of chocolate don’t you think?”

Marinette raised her eyes to Selina’s who was gazing at her with a fondness that made her chest ache.

“I don’t think so. Special people deserve special things in abundance.”

Marinette swallowed thickly, “is that all for me?”

Selina’s eyes softened, “I said special people didn’t I?”

She pushed down the doubts that she was in no way special, that she didn’t deserve this kind of attention, that maybe this was Selina telling her she felt the same. All of them were worthless thoughts not to be taken to heart or mind.

She carefully looked over the barrage of treats, picking out a box of chocolate croissants carefully. She opened them and was very pleased to find they were still hot. She handed one to her partner who gave her a grateful smile as she reached past her hand, her fingers gently touching her wrist and slowly trailed up. Marinette felt travel shiver harsh through her body to the point where she was sure the other woman would be able to tell. She grabbed the croissant and bit into it, her eyes staying on Marinette the entire time even as her tongue darted out to clean the chocolate off her lips.

Marinette's throat felt dry and she quickly found herself turning around and stuffing the entire croissant into her face hole. Her chest screamed, her heart ached, her lungs cried, vines yanked at her insides begging her to act.

But she couldn’t.

What if she rejected her? What if it ruined their partnership? What if she left her forever for that stupid fake bat who didn’t deserve her attention?

“Hey,” a feather light touch brought her hand away from her arm where she didn’t realize she had been pressing her nails deep into, “Don’t injure that beautiful skin of yours. It would be such a shame.”

Marinette whipped around, ignoring the croissant that fell to the floor. She wanted to scream, she wanted to say… to say… to say something! But her brain was too slow and she didn’t actually know what her heart wanted her to say. She just ended up staring into those beautiful eyes.

‘Can I kiss you?’ Are the words that wanted to leave her lips. They pressed against her throat and caused her heart to speed up like a motorbike through the freeway, the way Selina drove it though like a maniac. Or like a woman with no leash who was free to do whatever she pleases whenever she wanted to and would never be alone, always be supported in everything she did because she had… her.

Marinette swallowed, “Taking out the trash, then?”

The other woman tilted her head in question.

Marinette didn’t respond. She wasn’t sure she could even get more words out. She felt something sharp in her throat but refused to make a noise. She deserved the pain, right? She knew this beautiful woman’s heart belonged to another and still she took advantage of her, doing anything she could to be close and let her thoughts wonder where they shouldn’t.

She grazed past her and removed the bag from the trash, heading out the door to the bin at the back of the building. Selina didn’t make a move to follow.

Good. Marinette needed the time alone.

She got halfway down the stairs when she couldn’t hold it in any longer. Her knees buckled beneath her, her hands shooting out to the railing to grab on for dear life. Her body shook pathetically just like last night on the rooftop. She wheezed weakly as full roses slipped from her pale lips, one by one fluttering down to the stairs. When she fell into the railing as her legs grew weaker she watched as red roses fell down through the middle, falling to the base floor where she was to be. Her vision blurred more and more and her ears rang. She thought she had felt her dear Cirrus on her shoulder but she must have been mistaken because now she could feel nothing but the sting in her throat and the cuts on her hands as she gripped the metal that hadn’t ever been sanded down so hard her knuckles turned white.

She coughed for what felt like hours but could only have been mere minutes before her body gave out. She’d tumble down the stairs, following the forgotten garbage bag that she was to be disposing of. She really was good for nothing wasn’t she?

She felt herself fall and then… something on her arm? She couldn’t figure out what it was as her eyes slipped closed and she was lost to the world.

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When she awoke she was surrounded by white sheets. She debated with herself for just a second on whether or not she was in heaven. She was quick to brush that thought off though and rolled over, snuggling into the pillow. It smelt like her. This was Selina’s bed. How did she get here?

Come to think of it, she couldn’t remember anything after Selina had asked her if she wanted breakfast. She pushed herself up on her hands and frowned, looking around the room. It was clearly early evening and she was alone in the room. She shuffled to the side of the big bed and let her feet dangle to just above the floor. She sat there for a moment to collect her thoughts.

Just then, Cirrus phased through the door. Marinette tilted her head in silent question but the kwami just shook their head and hid.

That was odd.

She let her feet touch the cool wood and trotted over to the vase. She was about to peak in when she heard it. A deep masculine voice. Her eyes widened and she quickly darted for the door. She opened it to find Batman in their living room, Selina in front of him. Her back was facing her so she couldn’t see that she was awake now. But Batman certainly saw her. His eyes narrowed at her over the other woman’s head.

“So, who’s your… friend?” He gruffed, causing Selina to whip around towards her, “Miray I assume?”

Marinette stayed silent, narrowing her eyes at him. A full pain felt like it covered her entire body like a burrito blanket but she ignored it.

“This is my partner,” Selina informed him, her voice harsher than usual, “and for the last time I will ask, get out of my house.”

He lost attention from her and he almost looked… sad?

“Selina?”

“Out.”

It wasn’t asking. It was an order.

Marinette was surprised when he complied. Selina’s attention returned to Marinette then. She rushed over, her arms sweeping open but then the oddest thing happened. She hesitated then seemed to think better of it and dropped her arms so she ended up standing before her. Marinette tilted her head slightly, a mimic of Selina she had picked up, she was sure, and surveyed her. Her shoulders were tense, her jaw was clenched, and her eyes were blazing but when they met her baby blue ones they seemed to be put out and they softened considerably like a marshmallow.

“Are you ok?” It was a whisper. As if she was afraid that if she spoke too loud she’d run off like a stray cat.

“What was he doing here,” she croaked out, wincing at her voice.

Selina held up her hand, a silent gesture of ‘stay there’ and darted to the sink where she grabbed a clean glass and filled it with water, returning to give to her. Marinette accepted it gratefully and drank the blessed coolness. It soothed her throat. Marinette’s eyes fluttered closed for a moment and when she opened them again, she found her partner staring back at her in concern.

“What’s wrong?” Marinette asked softly.

Her eyebrows shifted down, confusion filled her features, “what’s wrong? I’m the one who should be asking you that!”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Bullshit.”

“Language.”

“Fuck you.”

“I wish.”

They both froze at that. Neither dared to breathe, awaiting the other to react first. Their eyes stayed locked and after a few moments Selina finally made the first move.

She giggled. She covered her mouth with the back of her hand and she giggled.

Marinette couldn’t help the upturn of her lips and felt a laugh bubble up in her. They laughed together until tears pricked Marinette’s eyes and she realized she had no clue why she was laughing.

She looked up to find her partner staring at her, a sad smile adorning her face.

“It’s ok.”

“Is it?”

Selina had tears prick in her eyes, she laughed again but it was watery this time. She shook her head, “no, no it’s not at all.”

“Why was he here?”

Selina’s face dropped. In fact, her entire body seemed to. She sucked in a breath through her teeth and turned her body away from her slightly, arms coming up to cross over her chest.

“Does it matter?” It was a whisper.

“Yes.”

Selina closed her eyes and breathed deeply, “Yes I suppose it does.”

Marinette waited for her to continue. The longer she went just staring off in the distance though, the more disheartened she got. A tear rolled down her cheek. She let her head fall to her chest, her bangs covering her closed eyes. She didn’t dare do anything when she felt the soft fingertips of the menace of Gotham wipe away her tear.

“He was worried.”

Marinette stayed silent, prompting her to continue.

“He saw the roses on the staircase.”

Marinette’s head shot up. Roses? Her throat closed up and she saw it. The regret and remorse filled Selina’s eyes like water in a ditch after a hurricane. He thought they were Selina’s. But she knew better.

“I know Cariño.”

Marinette said nothing. She felt… numb. Was this the part where she confessed her everlasting love for the woman before her? Where she promised her soul and life to her? Where she’d finally cure the garden growing in full bloom within her body just with a simple confession?

She couldn’t do it.

“I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to apologize for.”

“I have everything to apologize for.”

Selina shook her head and finally, finally, moved forward and wrapped her arms around her. Embracing her with all the care and gentleness of a kitten.

“Marinette…”

Whatever she was going to say was cut off by a cough of her own. Her body trembled as it took over. It wouldn’t stop. Marinette panicked and began patting her back.

“It’s ok, it’s going to be ok, we’re gonna be fine.”

Sweet nothings left her lips and a plea left her heart. She didn’t know what was happening but she could feel it… whatever it was it was bad.

And then it caught her eye.

A rose. Strewn on the floor.

Hers were red.

This was pink.

A rose gold rose sat beautifully, a full bloom full of life.

It caused Marinette’s heart to shatter and her eyes to widen. She looked to the woman beside her, pulling her chin up - maybe a bit too roughly but she couldn’t help it as the panic became one with her bones - so she could see her face and…

Selina smiled at her. She smiled at her, her mouth partly agape. Her eyes they were so filled with pain. And it made sense. Marinette’s eyes were drawn to the other woman’s lips that were always plump and red but this was not a good red. This red dripped from her lips to the floor in splotches of crimson.

Blood.

“Selina…” She couldn’t breathe . SHE COULDN’T BREATHE.

Marinette wheezed, not able to get anymore words out as she watched Selina fall to her knees. She easily followed her down, holding on to her arms tight.

She wanted to beg her to be alright, to stay with her, to spill every thought that sang of her and tell her how much she meant to her. But she couldn’t find her voice.

“Stay…… Cariño…”

Her eyes rolled back into her head and she slumped, her weight becoming too much for Marinette to brace. Marinette screamed. She screamed for her to wake up, bellowed for her to be alright, holared for her to just breathe.

Marinette’s hand stayed on her pulse point. She couldn’t move.

There was nothing.

”I love you Selina…”

[stars-obsession-pit]

A Chat among Bats (ML x DC)

Ladybug and Chat Noir manage to defeat Hawkmoth, unmasking him as Gabriel Agreste in the process.

Adrien does not react well to the realization that his father was the villain they’d been fighting all along. He’s Chat Noir, one of the heroes, he should have noticed. And the public suspicion on his civilian identity due to the familial connection does nothing to help that guilt

So he runs. No identity reveals with Ladybug (he doesn’t feel like he deserves one), no formal public goodbyes in his hero identity. Just… grabs a ticket and vanishes. Maybe leaves some notes at most. He had no idea where he’s going, but surely anywhere could be better than Paris.

He lives off of his savings and money from odd jobs as he wanders (and perhaps the occasional theft from criminals or the corrupt), eventually meandering path into the crime-ridden city of Gotham. There, his heroic instincts (plus the fact he still has the Black Cat Miraculous) lead to him taking up a new heroic identity, joining the ranks of the city’s vigilantes. And probably also causing Selina to fight Bruce over who gets to adopt him.

Marinette, unsurprisingly, took his vanishing poorly. She didn’t immediately know his secret identity, so from her perspective two of her favorite people just vanished at the same time. Learning that they are actually the same person maybe helps a little in that regard, but it also reinforces her thoughts that she failed him.

So of course she continues to look for him. She knows he probably wouldn’t want to return to the spotlight, but she still wants to help him out if she can. Or at least apologize for her (perceived) failure.

And thus, when she happened to recognize a certain individual in a news report from Gotham, she immediately booked the first flight she could. She needed to see him again.

[marinettesaltprompts]

Cat in the Belfry (Part 2)

Adrien x Gotham City Sirens

Prompt by @somereaderinblue

Harley wonders if somehow, there’s something in Paris’s water that’s stronger than the literal toxic soup running through Gotham’s pipes. Like, she’s pretty sure the principal skipped 80% of protocol when he chose to hire her as the new counselor. Then again, that’s probably how Bustier got her job, nevermind that she’s more suited to teach kindergarteners.

Bustier is all too eager to preach about her perfect class & model students. When Harley meets them however, ooooh boy. It’s no wonder most of them have gotten akumatized. She meets Marinette, who takes the chance to rant abt Lila, the class’s ingratitude & Adrien’s betrayal. When Harley tries to poke holes (i.e. how Mari tried to call a witch hunt everyone understandably balks at & how she never told Adrien abt the threats), Mari throws her hands up & storms out, fed up that another adult ‘failed her’.

Red flags raised, Harley is shocked to see Lila practically molesting Adrien & once, swore she saw Mari look through a trash bin Adrien used. She asked his help to do a little test & yup, somehow, Mari knew abt Adrien’s private schedule. Adrien talks to Nino, who talks to Alya, who confirms the extent of Mari’s stalking. Needless to say, both boys are horrified & after lots of much-needed heart to hearts, Adrien tells them the truth abt Lila & Alya sees the error of her ways.

She & Nino try to apologize to Mari but she refuses to accept them bzc teenage impulsivity is clearly an unforgivable crime. Slowly, Adrien reaches out to the other classmates to help them see the light. They’re angry & hurt but he convinces them to apologize to Mari privately and ignore Lila, which for a pathological attention seeker, is punishment enough.

Mari shuns their apologies, wanting them to grovel some more & Lila is left to stew. The Italian’s reign goes out with a whimper as Adrien simply contacts her mom, mentions Lila’s lies & she’s transferred to a strict boarding school in Italy.

Adrien would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy being sneaky.

But yeah, Mari is shocked when the class doesn’t come crawling back to her for forgiveness. They point out that they already said sorry but she chose to stew in her grudges & isolate herself. When she plays the victim card, they call her out, asking if all her ‘kindness’ were bribes to turn them into sheep. She has no response to that.

As LB, things get complicated. The mayor is panicking as Selina steals from the corrupt elite & discovers a lot of juicy blackmail. LB promises to help. CN confronts Selina abt it & rather than get angry, she’s amused.

She takes him to see the nitty-gritties of Paris. Opens his eyes to human trafficking, the homeless, the poor & the corruption and lies. Gives him some hard nuanced lessons that pushes him to act instead of react, patrolling in neglected areas & always checking up on past victims. He feeds the strays with Catwoman, Ivy helps him with a bio project & Harley teaches him how to dye his hair green.

One day, LB swoops in while Catwoman is doing a robbery. CN also shows up to defend her. He tries to explain that he hired her to help. LB is enraged that he made such a decision without her input & is defending a criminal.

CN: Are you any closer to finding out who Hawkmoth is?!

LB: I’m trying my best! All I have are Fu’s notes!

CN: Are you?! Were you & Fu trying to find Hawkmoth or is he just teaching you how to be a ‘better Guardian’? I didn’t have his teaching or his notes but at least I’m actually trying to do something about it.

LB: Do you think being a Guardian’s a game?!

CN: I think it’s a second priority to stopping Hawkmoth! Maybe becoming the Guardian will help us stop his akumas but it won’t. End. The status quo. We need to go for the head.

LB: And we do that with the help of a criminal?!

CN: This ‘criminal’ is a better hero & a better friend than you are!

Everyone is stunned by that statement. But it’s true. CN wouldn’t go as far as to call Selina a maternal figure, but her, Harley & Ivy are the cool wine aunts he’s never had. 

LB glares at CN & though he has the power of destruction, she’s the one who decides to land the final blow.

“Traitor.”

The next morning, LB goes on TV & tells everyone that CN is now a criminal.

[mochinek0]

Daminette December 2023 MASTERLIST

ONE SHOTS:

1.) Mystery Theatre

2.) Framed

3.) Manga

4.) Orange (SUB)

5.) More of a Dog Person

6.) Death Match

7.) In a League of their Own (SUB)

8.) Not Soulmates

9.) Gremlin

11.) School Play

13.) Wednesday

14.) Poisoned Dagger

15.) Lost a Bet (SUB)

16.) Pet Store

17.) Bodyguard

19.) Window to the Soul

20.) Cheese Vikings

24.) Archaic

25.) Plain Clothes

26.) Sparkles

28.) I'm Not Crying

29.) Disappointment

30.) Save Some for Me

31.) Charades

TWO SHOTS

18.) Hiding in the Shadows + 22.) You're Drooling

21.) Something Good Coming + 23.) Astrology

MINI FIC

10.) Defeated

12.) Betrayal (SUB)

27.) Be Positive

[lily-drake]

Master List Part 2

Master List Part 1

Dickinette

Biosibling!Dickinette: Birds of a Feather Flock Together: Part 1 Part 2

BioDad!Dickinette:

Of Broken Hearts and Shattered Minds

Ric Rolled: Part 1 Part 2

Casinette: Sibling!Cassientte: Stop in the Name of Your Sister: Part 1 Part 2

Bruce:

BioDad!Bruce:

Where is She?!

You've Got to be Kitten Me: Part 1 Part 2

He Stole My Heart So I Stole His (Felinette) Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

BioDad!Month (2021): Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Everything after Part 11 was posted exclusively on my Ao3.

Found Family:

Watch What You Say: Part 1 Part 2

Adopted Into a Better Life

Drabbles/Story Ideas

Batman Specific:

Why are you here Batman?

In a Different League: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

6 Times Tim Suffered Alon + One Time He Doesn't

[kawaiichibiart]

Back to this:

I really need more people to consider AdriBat and Wonder/AmazonMari.

Of the four main batboys (Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian) Marinette gets along the best with Jason and Tim, while Adrien gets along the best with Dick and Damian, no one really gets why or how.

If Selina hadn't called dibs first, Bruce would have claimed Adrien for the BatFam. Sorry Bruce, blondie's part of the Gotham City Sirens. Besides, isn't Marinette more up your alley? She fits the look.

Diana checks in on Marinette weekly. While she can't always be around to help train her, she's grown attached to the ladybug miraculous holder.

Marinette, turning on a lamp as Adrien sneaks into their shared hotel room via a window: Where were you?? Adrien, returning from another fun night with Catwoman, caught red-handed: I was with Damian!! Damian, turning on the other lamp: Try again.

Marinette and Adrien both spend a lot of time with Alfred in the kitchen. It's a safe zone for both of them, with Marinette sometimes baking alongside him and Adrien learning from them.

You bet your ass Paris finds out about Chat Noir's new favorite hobby (random Parisian: so you think Chat Noir will actually steal the Mona Lisa? Different Parisian: *thinking about it*...nah, but if my limited edition, glow in the dark, Cosmobug goes missing, I'm betting it's him *several weeks later* Different Parisian: CHAT NOIR STOLE MY LIMITED EDITION GLOW IN THE DARK COSMOBUG!!! I KNOW BECAUSE HE POSTED A SELFIE ABOUT IT!! *holds up phone that indeed shows a selfie of Chat Noir holding a limited edition glow in the dark Cosmobug with the caption "it's mine now sucker :3").

↑ It's the first thing Marinette sees when she checks the Ladyblog for potential akumas in case she has to teleport herself and Adrien back to Paris via Pegabug when they're back in Gotham. Yeah, she is not happy (Marinette: YOU HAD ONE, O N E, JOB!! MY KITTY'S A THIEF!!).

Harley definitely sits Marinette down and talks with her about healthy relationships. It's something the younger girl had mentioned that Harley knew she could help out with. After all, her past relationship with the Joker wasn't exactly private. And while she didn't think Marinette would ever become who she was back then, Harley is willing to sit down with her and give her any advice she needs to ensure her future relationships are healthy.

There are arguments over some of the costumes. Mainly between Marinette and Damian. If Adrien's around (meaning he's not stealing shit again) he'll just join the rest of the Batboys and Batgirls, and just watch the two of them go at it like tennis match.

Jason takes both of them to a rage room. Jason: You said you couldn't feel negative emotions or some shit like that because of that butterfly fucker, right? Have at it. Enjoy breaking shit. Scream. Cry. Let it out. What's he gonna do? Show up? Good. I'll shoot him...right in the- Marinette: DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT!!

Adrien totally considers having the Bats take in Felix after he becomes Argos. For no other reason than: he's a bird. The Robins are birds. It makes sense.

If we go with the whole "class visits Gotham" thing, they're either already in Gotham when their class comes to visit, or had just returned to Paris only to go back to Gotham.

↑ No one is sure what's more surprising: Marinette knowing the Wayne's on a personal level, to the point she can argue with the youngest and not get in trouble or Adrien apparently having a room in Harley Quinn's and Poison Ivy's apartment.

[goggles-mcgee]

Is there any ship from the show that you gate more rhan the Love Square?

This is pretty standard for me, but I really hate ships where people put a character and their bully in a relationship. It's just something I genuinely dislike and it always leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Examples being: Marinette x Chloe (ML), Marinette x Lila (ML), Dash x Danny (DP), Vlad x Danny (DP but this is also just something I find incredibly icky. Vlad is literally old enough to be his dad and all the people who ship them make me very uncomfortable to talk to) etc.

They try to sell it as enemies to lovers, but enemies to lovers to me are like in my heart Light x L (DN but like this will always be angsty with no happy ending unless it's an actor au), Selina x Bruce (Batman but like they are light enemies to lovers and speed run), Emma x Hook (oupat), Buffy x Spike (btvs), in my heart Merlin x Arthur (Merlin), Alvez x Garcia (CM but like they were more frenemies to lovers), Mindy x Josh (Drake & Josh), Mickey x Ian (Shameless), ect.

So yeah. I'm not a fan of Chloenette or Lilanette, people who are fans of them I have nothing against. You do you boo and I'll do me. I'm not gonna bash fans who love those ships, and I will never tell them not to interact with me, we could have a friendship as long as we treat each other's ships like religion. Which probably sounds absurd, but religion should be chosen by the person, and that person shouldn't shove their religion down other's throats in an attempt to make them change their beliefs.

[kawaii-queen-kaiju]

Siren

Maribat March - Prompt 4

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"Heya kitty, what's up?" Harley picked up the ringing phone, Ivy coming around the corner having heard the sound from the next room.

'I'm bringing a plus-one to girls' night, just a heads-up.' Selina answered, scuffling on the other end echoing in Harley's ear. She's probably at Batsy's place. "Is it Stephie? It's been forever since she came!"

'No, it's not Stephanie. She's got patrol, sadly. And it's not Cass either, she's in Hong Kong.'

Harley was confused, and from the look of it, so was Ivy. "Then who is it?"

'You'll see.'

-

The doorbell rang and Harley bound up to the door, Ivy prepping the snacks in the living room. She threw the door open, excited to see Selina's mystery guest.

"Marigold?!" Harley couldn't believe it! She scooped up the tiny girl, giving her the biggest bear hug she could. "You know each other?" Selina asked with a raised eyebrow. Ivy came into the entryway, significantly calmer than her girlfriend, though still visibly excited. "Yes. We ran into Marinette here at the Gardens. All the plants love her." She embraced the younger girl, the vines and leaves lining the walls and ceiling seemingly straining to join the hug.

Selina gave the cherry-red Marinette a sly smile. "Well, kitten, looks like you've already got the seal of approval."

Marinette looked up at the cat-burglar. "What do you mean?"

The three women exchanged a look and Harley slung an arm over her shoulder. "How would you like to be an honorary Siren?!" She was excited, Marinette could feel her vibrating. "Only honorary?"

Ivy chuckled, tucking herself into Harley's other side, despite the manic glee pouring from the former-clown. "Cass and Stephanie already are. And, yes, only honorary. Bruce would have our heads if we offered anything more."

Selina laughed as she draped herself over Marinette's shoulders from behind. "Sadly, there is more than one way to skin a cat." She winked, and Marinette could swear she felt a purr rumbling through Selina's chest. She giggled to herself, Chat Noir's antics and her corresponding scoldings flashing in her mind. "There sure are."

Harley jumped out of the group hug, jumping up and down, the ears on her Batman onesie flopping around. "So, is that a 'yes', Mari?"

Marinette beamed. "You bet!"

Harley whooped, grabbing Marinette and Ivy's wrists, dragging them to the living room, with Selina following at a more subdued pace. "We've got everything! Chocolate, chips, face masks, and I found this cool French superhero movie! The heroine is totally badass!"

Marinette groaned, but it was tinged with amusement. She'd get over the teasing, it was worth it. She was an Honorary Siren and couldn't be prouder.