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folk-ever-lore · 2 years
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PROMPT: “I MAYBE KINDA SORTA PUSHED YOUR BEST FRIEND OFF THE ROOF?”
Damian: I maybe kinda sorta pushed your best friend off the roof?
Marinette: [Sighing] What did Adrien do this time?
Damian: Cat puns again.
Marinette: That seems fair. Make sure to return him in one piece.
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The art to go with Revenge of the Sleep Deprived Safety Hazards, my gift for @alittlemelody716 for the Maribat? Get In! Discord 3rd Server-versary (Serversary?) Gift Exchange!
I hope you like it, Mel!
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miracle-sham · 1 year
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Of a Sinking Severed Heart—Bleeding 'Til the End.
| {MGI Team Mixer Event Alphabet Soup Drabble — Letter P} |
| {Blue, Sapphire, I Want To Go Home To My Wife, Soulmates} |
| [Ao3 Link] | | [Masterlist Link] | | [Spotify Link] |
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| Dragons with soulmates were always said to have hearts made of the purest gemstones. Inevitably this led to them being hunted or captured for the wealth they could grant upon their death. |
| But sometimes, the reason for capturing one is far worse. |
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| Word Count: 1,029. |
| Warnings/Tags: Major Character Death, Implied/Referenced Character Death, implied/referenced torture, implied/referenced non consensual drug use, blood and injury, angst, hurt/no comfort, grief/mourning, non-graphic non-consensual body modification/amputation, dragon Tim Drake, dragon Marinette, and soulmates. |
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| A/N: Here's the last fic of the event, finally cross-posted to Tumblr! |
| Please make sure to read those tags carefully before reading! But if you're able to handle that sort of content then I hope you enjoy! |
| Also side note, Don’t Like? Don’t Read. |
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 This couldn't be it, this couldn't be the end. Not here, not now, not for her.
 Tim was helpless to do anything but watch from beyond the sickly green wrought iron cage—poisoned spikes on both the inside and outside of the bars to prevent any attempts at escape.
 Not that it stopped him, mind you. But all that brought him was mocking laughter, a cursed amulet preventing him from shifting back to his human form, clipped wings, horns cut, snout muzzled, sapphire scales torn and patchy—making it hurt to move, talons declawed—phalanges removed so they wouldn't ever grow back, and a cocktail of drugs fogging his mind and torpefying his body, all to keep him from being able to break out on his own.
 Marinette was his precious loving soulmate, she's a part of his hoard as much as he is of hers. Their hearts beat in sync. He could feel the distant frenetic desperate pulse of her heart tethered to him, completely in time to his equally pounding heart despite the distance between them. He could also feel the stinging scratches and scrapes on her hands and knees on his own, the deep ache in her muscles and bones in his, the flaring stabs across her torso and shoulders with every movement she makes in his as well, just as if those were his injuries instead of hers alone.
 She could probably feel the numb agony of the undoubtedly permanent damage done to him in this cage. How she was still able to keep going, keep fighting, with the pain slowly killing him—them—, was beyond him.
 That was how their soulbond worked, an eye for an eye, a heart for a heart, a soul for a soul, pain for pain. Bearing what the other is taking, sharing the burden of their suffering.
 A blessing and a curse, always being able to tell whether your soulmate was hiding injuries or overworking themselves to the detriment of their body. It was… it was probably a relief for her, in the time after his capture—to know the Joker's been keeping him alive.
 Marinette's heartbeat stuttered as the fight drew away from the cage and out of his sight. Heart in his throat, Tim barely holds back a desperate keel. He can't afford to distract her now—
 Electricity, surging through his body. Lancing pain whiting his vision out.
 He could barely hear her screams through the crackling around him. No, no, no, no—please.
 Maniacal laughter rang out clearly above the thundering of their shared heartbeat and the sizzling searing of electrical burns tearing through their bodies.
 And oh, oh…
  Oh no.
 If he thought the electricity was bad enough, then the five pinpricks of pain in the centre of his chest shouldn't have been noticeable.
 But it was. And brutally so. His chest. Ruptured open. Tearing and shredding apart like something was being ripped out. Or well, not his chest. But Marinette's.
 Throat constricting, he could barely breathe. The pain was so consuming. He couldn't tell if the struggle he had breathing was his or hers, or both of theirs.
 His, apparently.
 Seeing as Tim could feel it.
 The very moment his soulmate's—Marinette's—heart ceased to beat.
 That gaping agony rupturing and rending through his chest and sternum—right through to where their hearts lay in each of their chests—was painting a clear enough guess of what was happening—had happened. To her.
 “No!” He barely rasped under the restraining muzzle. Please survive! He wanted to beg her, please hold on just a little bit longer! The others must be near soon…
 The tether snapped. The bond shattered.
 “Plea—” Tears leaked from his eyes, stinging the small sore scaleless patches of skin as they dripped down his cheeks.
 The pain of her injuries faded as her heartbeat's absence grew longer.
 The Joker skipped back into view from within the wretched cage, a blue crystalline heart of a dragon, bleeding and unbeating in his hands. “Would you look at this! A pure of heart sapphire!”
 Bursting into cackles at his own words, the Joker barrelled over, grin sickeningly wide.
 The breath caught in Tim's throat.
 It… it should have killed him too. He should be dead.
 “NOOO!” He rasped again, throat bleeding from the strain. Clutching at his chest, overcome, he desperately wailed for his other half. Don't leave me! He wanted to cry out to all that remained of her, please, how am I supposed to live without you?
 His wail was cut off sharply with a wet cough. Choking on the blood from his throat as the muzzle kept him from taking any deeper breaths. 
An emptiness—hollowness, settled inside his heart. As the lonesome silence, barring the incessant laughter, persisted.
 What else? He thought to himself deadeningly—despondently, what else am I supposed to do? Without you here?
 The Joker straightened up and sneered at Tim. “Awww, aren't you having fun?”
 “No,” Tim whispered under his breath, closing his eyes and using what little strength he had left to curl up into a ball, covering himself with his clipped wings. “I just want to go home to my wife, my soulmate…”
 “Well let's fix that then! They do say laughter is the best medicine!” The Joker crowed, dropping the heart on the ground before moving out of sight once again. Followed by a chuff and a hiss of liquid gas spraying from a machine.
 Tim flinched. Expecting the worst.
  The machine exploded. The cage rocked crashing over—freeing him.
 The sounds of gunfire and batarangs reached his ears but Tim only had eyes for Marinette. Disconsolate, he slowly crawled to her and her heart with everything he had left. Fragilely, he scooped her sapphire heart up in his claws and cradled it against his chest fruitlessly, as if the proximity to his own heart would somehow breathe life back into hers. Once he reached her body, he bowed his head and let the tears spill from his eyes.
 This couldn't be it, this couldn't be the end. Not here, not now, not for her. But it was. And there was nothing he could do to change it.
 His heartbeat felt lonely.
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| Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed this short fic! Comments, Likes, and Reblogs are much appreciated! |
| And if you liked this, don’t forget to check out my teammate’s works as well! |
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trying414 · 9 months
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I ALMOST FORGOT TO WISH MY LOVER HAPPY BIRTHDAY IF NOT FOR THE MGI SERVER?!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JASON TODD!!!!!
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lazy-alex · 2 years
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@maribat-calendar-events
"I want to be free"
| Jasonette July 2022 | Target | day 2 | part 2 of day 1
[masterlist] [next]
not much on warnings but please inform me if some are triggering
I am not a medical expert-
Cont. of day 1
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Huff. Huff. Huff.
Marinette gasped a breath. She didn't know how long she had been running. Her heart is pounding loudly in her ears.
Everything happened too soon. Too fast.
After she shot down Gabriel, the mayor (that coward) declared them enemy of the state. Citizens tried to defend her but no avail, the mayor is a stubborn fool.
He sent the special forces after them, after her, after saving the city.
Her best guess was that the mayor felt threatened with their power and ordered them gone to save his position.
Tch. Coward.
Bullets started raining down towards her. She ran faster and immidiately dove into a corner.
Shit. They found her.
She leaned on the wall behind her for a second, trying to breathe properly. Everything felt blurry, she noticed. The only thing she can hear was her ragged breathing and far shouting in the background.
Marinette gasped as the world suddenly went clear and was met by an excruciating pain. Her breathing quickened as she stared at the large gash from the right side if her stomach. She bit her lip as she placed her hand against the wound.
Shit.
All she wanted was to be free. To be free of the everyday pain and fear. She wanted the people to live their lives peacefully. For children not to fear for their lives. For the people not to live hoping they would survive another day.
For the people not to live like her. Back when she was a kid.
Marinette can still feel the dirt in her hands, the asphat in her feet and the cold from the harsh winters. The smell of piss lingers in the air and it seems to never dissapear. Odd splatters can be found within the walls of every home. The sky is forever covered in an endless sea of clouds, the giant skyscrapers give light to the city's skyline.
"Home," she softly whispered.
Yes. She still has to come home. Jason is waiting for her to visit.
With newfound determination, Marinette steadied herself.
She grabbed her yoyo and pressed a button. A small device popped out.
It was unlike what she was used to. It was a small black device that has one red button and a small screen. A small bat symbol sticker was behind it.
She pressed the button. A blinking red light and a message appeared.
Message sent.
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Continuation of day 1! More to come!
This fic now has a tag list!
@seacashew @redbullgivescaswings
The next day has a different story so i won't go back to this for a while. But good news! Tomorrow is the start of the main story im gonna do this year! (Probably)
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eggadoodle · 2 years
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Tigerlily is my fav out of all of ur personalities UwU
WHICH OF YOU FUCKS IS THIS 🔫🔫🔫🔫
where's my cursed sobbing emoji none of the basic keyboard ones do me justice smh
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aliensunflower-fics · 4 months
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Man, Adrien's just wants everyone to be happy, and because he goes on the wrong way, he gets a raw deal.
Will he ever get a break in your fics?
... Okay I have gotten 1 to many asks like this even though if you check my pinned post you would see all my fics with tags a fair few of which include Adrienette or even just cool friends Adrien and Mari but to make your life even easier HERE I will link every single fic I have written (to this date) in which there is 0 Adrien salt ENJOY:
Alya Salt Prompt: Views (Alya Salt / Prompt / Mild Lila Salt )
Ladybug Is Addicted to Pastries ( Fluff / Comedy Short )
Corruption: A Prompt ( Light Adrinette / Lila Salt / Prompt)
Marinette Changes Schools: Funny Prompt ( Adrienette / Kagaminette / Felinette / Fluff / Comedy / Lila Salt)
A Sinister Sneaky Lila Prompt (Marinette Harem / Lila Salt / Prompt )
The Liar Trap: Lila Salt Prompt (Comedy / Lila Salt / Hints of Kagaminette )
Marinette The Perfect Daughter In-Law (Marinette Harem / Fluff / Comedy)
‘Akumatized’ Marinette: Funny Prompt (Marinette Harem / Fluff / Comedy / Lila Salt )
The Interview (Comedy /Gabriel Salt / Nathalie Salt / Lila Salt / BAMF Marinette)
The Interview Part 2: Live Broadcast ( Comedy / Gabriel Salt / Nathalie Salt / Lila Salt / BAMF Marinette / Hints of Daminette / Gay Adrien / AdriJon )
Jealousy & Honesty: Sugary Prompt (Innocent Lila AU / Marinette Is Insecure but Sweet / Marinette Talks to Her Mom / Prompt)
Who Framed Marinette Dupain Cheng (Comedy / Marinette Harem / Fluff / Class Sugar)
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fanbliss · 7 months
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So Marinette moves to Gotham for ( insert reason) and a few weeks later finds a kid with blue eyes and black hair in her studio/ apartment sitting on the counter with a half empty cookie jar and a cookie in his mouth looks like a deer cought in headlights one night, the night that she was finally sent to sleep by Tikki because she's been awake for four days and just walks over to the kid and puts him on her lap and falls asleep on the couch.
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fleursroses · 1 year
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Damian: You are now supposed to tap your fist against mine.
Marinette: Why?
Damian: I am told it is a widely accepted gesture to celebrate succes.
Marinette, bumping his fist: I love it when you impersonate normal people.
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nullsleepy · 1 year
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Hero to None, Savior to All
Maribat BioDad!Batman
“Oh, like you’re any better, father! Or should I say Batman?” Ladybug whirled around, staring the man in the eyes.
“Mari, I-” Bruce kept his face blank, looking down at her. What was she doing? Playing hero?
“Oh don’t ‘Mari’ me! I am, and will always be, Marinette DUPAIN-CHENG to you, Wayne!” She spat at him, taking a step forward towards him.
“Marinette…”
“I am the LADYBUG, savior of Paris, savior of France, savior of this entire FUCKING WORLD! And you think you can just show up and change that?” Marinette heaved, rage burning in her eyes.
“Ma-”
“OH DON'T YOU INTERRUPT ME NOW, MR WAYNE! YOU’VE HAD FIFTEEN YEARS TO SPEAK UP SO IT’S MY TURN!” She snarled, her mouth straining at the ends from how wide she had to open her mouth to scream.
“…” Bruce swallowed, facing the girl. He could hear the pain in her voice.
“I have tried, AND TRIED, to reach out to you, to anyone! But none of you supposed heroes want to get your heads out of your asses long enough to listen! So I did your job, every single one of you all’s job, and SAVED THIS PLANET, THIS GALAXY! HELL, I’VE SAVED THIS TIMELINE MORE TIMES THAN YOU’VE BREATHED IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE THREE TIMES OVER!” Tears streamed down Marinette’s face, leaving red ugly lines when she wiped them away. “So go ahead, tell me what I’ve done wrong! Tell me I’m just a kid in an adult’s costume! Won’t be the first time I’ve heard, nor will it be the last! But you will not erase all of the pain my citizens have gone through, nor will you erase everything I’ve done! I am Marinette FUCKING Dupain-Cheng, savior of all that exist and don’t exist! I am the champion of PARIS!”
“….” Bruce’s eyes softened, watching the trembling girl- no, the trembling hero. Her stare told stories of tragic losses and unwavering pain. She wasn’t a kid, no, she had long since lost that title. She was someone who had faced more than anyone could handle, but here she was, still standing. She was a symbol of hope.
“WELL? Is that all you got to say now? ‘Cuz you were quite chatty EARLIER!” Marinette pointed a finger at the man, stabbing at his chest. She was breathing heavily, anger the only thing filling her movements.
“…..” He lowered his gaze, unable to stand looking at the once child. Reaching forward, he took hold of her hand.
“Oi! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU-” Bruce yanked her forward, wrapping his arms around her tightly. “LET GO!”
“….” Bruce held her tighter, silently crying his own tears for her.
“I SAID LET GO! LET GO OF ME!” She struggled against his hold, slamming her fists against his shoulders.
“LET GO!” She continued, using every last bit of strength she had left to try to claw out of his hold. “I SAID LET GO.. let go of me…let.. go..”
Marinette could feel as her body went limp, weighing down heavily on her very bones. Her strength left her completely, her muscles going slack. She couldn’t even control her tears from staining her face.
“…et go…” Her eyelids grew heavy as her legs shook, giving way to the weight of her body. All she could hear was her own whimpers as everything blurred together.
As her eyes closed, a pink splash of light over took her body, leaving her in her civilian clothes. Bruce looked over the unconscious body of his daughter, able to see the scars covering her body more clearly. He didn’t even hold back his small gasp at her injuries. His little girl… could he even call her that anymore? She was so different from before, from the pictures and videos he was sent. She was so small, but so large. She had the presence of someone who would do anything to save those she loved. She was…
His little girl was a hero.
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folk-ever-lore · 2 years
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PROMPT: “I DON’T LIKE YOU. I CAN BARELY TOLERATE YOU.” “THEN WHY DO YOU KEEP COMING BACK?”
Tim: I don’t like you. I can barely tolerate you.
Marinette: Then why do you keep coming back?
Tim: ...
Marinette: ...
Tim: Anyway- bye!
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My rushed companion to my Day 1 prompt fills for the MGI 3rd Server-versary, my first event with the Maribat? Get In! Discord Server
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raeuberprinzessin · 2 years
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Bruce: Ah, Damian. May I talk to you for a second?
Damian: What is this about, father?
Bruce: Do you remember Ladybug?
Damian: Yes, she's one of the heroes of Paris, holder of-
Bruce: Yeah, that's who I'm talking about. She's your age.
Damian: Indeed … *slightly confused frown*
Bruce: Sadly she is very adamant about not beeing up for adoption.
Damian: Well, she has more sense than those morons you insist on having as part of the family.
Bruce: *gives Damian a serious look and holds him at the shoulders* Listen, son, you will have to take one for the team. This was your grandmother’s engagement ring, Alfred already arranged a flight for you to Paris and we will have a room ready for you both when you return.
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miracle-sham · 1 year
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Phoenix Villains Snippets.
| {MGI Civil War 3 Event} |
| {Play With Fire} |
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| Word Count: 853. |
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Marinette watched as the fire danced between her fingers and around her hand as if playing with her. It seemed so harmless like this, so different to roaring inferno burning the village around her to the ground.
This is what they deserved for hanging her parents under the accusation that they had set their own bakery alight. As if they would ever so recklessly endanger their sole livelihoods like that? It was sickening.
Her eyes, usually such a clear, crystal blue, gleamed gold in the lights of the flames. Why shouldn't she burn this place to the ground, and rejoice in the ashes? They'd taken everything from her. Her parents, her livelihood, her future...
Why shouldn't she take away theirs? There were no innocents in this. No one had said anything as the guards held her back, as she screamed and sobbed as two kind, gentle people gasped and choked for air.
It hadn't been a beheading. It hadn't been quick. Marinette wondered who pulled the strings to make it that way.
She'd burn them. The scent of charred skin was already becoming familiar enough.
Ashes choked the air. Good. They deserved to know how her parents had felt, desperate for air yet unable to breathe.
The crackling of bodies and buildings burning was loud, but not loud enough to disguise the crunch of soft footsteps against death baked soil, followed by the near silent swish of a cape.
“You're here to stop me.” She muttered hollowly, gaze not wandering from her flickering flames.
“What makes you think that?” An unfamiliar accent responded. “Maybe I'm here to join you.”
She snorted. “You're a Bat. Are you not? Bats stop that which they believe to be injustices.”
He chuckled. Against her will, she turned to look at him.
Poison-green eyes gleamed in the roaring fire's light. ... Perhaps this one was on her side. Still.
Best to make sure.
A man stumbled out of the wreckage, eyes wild, nearly out of his mind from pain.
"Please," he said, "Please save me. I can't -- I'm not -- I'm a good man, I promise, please --"
Marinette tilted her head at him. "Save you, hm?"
The Bat brushed ashes off his shoulder and nodded his head at her, as if to say, 'Go on.'
"Who saved my family?" she asked the man, and saw no recognition in his eyes. "Who saved Tom and Sabine Dupain-Cheng?"
"Make it stop!" the man pleaded again. Marinette tsked and threaded a soothing hand through his hair.
He sobbed, going lax under her hand.
She tightened her grip and yanked his head up. "Wrong answer."
The scent of burnt hair and charred, cooking flesh filled the air.
"Efficient," the Bat said, as she tossed the body to the ground. "Screaming was a little inconvenient, though."
Marinette gestured at the carnage around her. "Convenience wasn't exactly my goal, here."
He snorted. "Sure, it's not now. But later? It will be."
Sending a glance at him through the corner of one eye, she caused the fire to ripple and writhe around her hand and to rise from the ground, licking at the air around her boots. Casting her in a brilliantly searing glow.
She hummed, closing her eyes for a brief moment as she breathed in the scent of smoke. “And, what do you exactly propose that later will require my goal to change to one of convenience?”
The Bat sauntered closer. “Awww, c'mon. Don't tell me this is your one and only grand plan? To burn one little village to the ground and then what? Let yourself get captured by a Bat?”
“You sound so certain that I wouldn't fight back.” She pointed out. “And yet you saw what I just did to the waste of life.”
“You didn't immediately try to attack me.” The Bat countered.
Marinette hummed.
“I could help you, if you were to so wish it.” The Bat offered, a teasing lilt to his tone, eyes glimmering not unlike hers as he watched the flames swirling around her.
“I have other targets.” She admitted. “Not everyone responsible was here tonight.”
“Then,” The Bat started, moving even closer, unphased by the risk of burning, “let's enjoy tonight, the other Bats, Ladybug and Batgirl specifically, won't arrive til overmorrow at the earliest. Afterwards, we can begin making moves towards our next targets.”
She nodded, lips uncurling into a feral grin. “That sounds a wonderful plan.”
The Bat bowed. “The name's Jason.”
“Marinette but I think Phoenix is a little more fitting for the both of us now, don't you think.” She answered.
“Oh, I agree.” He reached one gloved hand out towards her. “To the start of a beautiful alliance.”
“To the start indeed.” Marinette clasped his hand, flames dancing and playing harmless around them both.
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"What," Steph said, "The fuck."
She was staring at a heart burned into the ground. A perfectly-shaped, coal-black heart. That was somehow gouged into the cobblestone road.
Cass hummed. "Not natural, Ladybug" she said.
Steph spluttered. "Not -- not -- NO DUH! Batgirl! What -- "Cass's giggle cut her off. Steph pouted.
"Unfair," she mumbled, "You're so mean to me."
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Damian the Dog
Inspired by Grumpy Cat, written by @adrestar
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So what if Marinette moved to Gotham Academy, probably because of Lila bullshit or Guardian Duties.
She is mostly alone so she get a dog who she named Damian.
I actually look up on what type of dog she would have because I don't have a lot of knowledge on dogs. I wanted a small cute black dog. I am going with a Pomeranian or a Scottish Terrier.
It's all fine and going dandy. When one day, Damian overhears the new girl talking about him.
Marinette of course has zero interest in celebrities so she has no clue she is in the same class as Damian Wayne. Her classmates asked if she had any pets so she starts talking about her cute little Dami and showing off pictures of him.
"Look at my Dami. Isn't he adorable?" Marinette cooed, "I just love running my hands through those thick black luscious hair."
Damian gets the idea that Marinette is a stalker or a fangirl who is deluded herself into thinking she is dating him but brushes her off as mostly harmless. He can correct her at any time she steps out of the line.
Let the misunderstandings commence!
Fast forward the next few days, where Marinette keeps talking about her dog and no one has clued her in on the fact that there is a human with the same name as her dog going to classes with her.
Human Damian thinks she has very active imagination, going as far as to fake bite marks on her arms after a supposed passionate embrace.
(Damian the Dog is still being trained. Idk abt raising dogs so I hope I am right.)
The weekend arrive and Damian is at the dog park with Titus. Then he heard the insufferable voice calling out for him,
"Damian. Where are you? Come out. Damian. Dami."
He hid himself for a while, hoping she will give up sooner or later. But no, she keeps coming closer to the spot where he was hiding and calling out his name. Then, Titus blew his cover by coming back with the ball he was sent to fetch.
Thinking he had no choice but to reveal himself, he burst out of the bushes, scaring Marinette.
Meanwhile, Marinette was at the dog park to let Damian out of the apartment and get some exercise. She was kept an eye on him as he ran around but after a phone call from Jagged Stone for a new jacket, she had lost sight of her dog.
Then, while she looked for Damian the dog, someone jumped out of the bushes, giving her a scarce.
She realised that he was a boy from her classes and before she could ask if he had seen her dog, he began yelling at her.
"Listen up, harlot. Get out of your delusional fantasies of dating me and leave me alone." He yelled at a very confused Marinette. Human Damian continued to threaten her with lawsuits on the grounds of stalking, defamation and false claims.
Marinette gets fucking pissed at what the rude guy was yelling at her for no reasons but before she could retort, he stomped away with his dog trailing behind him.
"Come on, Titus. We don't have spend more time with this waste of space."
Marinette is so furious that if she was in Paris, she would have been akumatised for sure. She decided to calm down and go look for Damian, not the human. Arriving at home, she found a lawyer waiting for her and they handed her a thick files of all the charges she was being sued for. It was official she had met someone worse than the Chloe Bourgeosis.
So Marinette decides to stress bake about the problem. Ultimately, she made too much and decided to give away some to her next door neighbour, Jason.
Marinette had been living in Gotham for about a month and Jason knows about her habit to stress bake. They first met when Jason accidentally snuck up on her and she judo-flipped him who was 3 times bigger than her. Jason is impressed and Marinette is mortified. They became friends. Jason cooks her meals sometimes and she bake him desserts. It was a fair trade.
Anyway, Jason asks about her problem and Marinette starts a rant about this rich entitled dick she met who was from her class and she had coincidentally met him at the dog park while looking for Damian. Then, he called her a bunch of insults and names, accused her of stalking him and he had sent lawsuits to her address. Which was bad because she had her business as MDC to consider and this will affect her income.
While ranting, Marinette saw Jason's law degree which he had displayed, partially for his cover as a normal civi but mostly to brag to his siblings about being the only one who graduated from college and law school and rub it in Bruce's face. (We all seen the Jason became a lawyer to get Joker a death sentence post right? So Joker is dead here.)
"Can you be my lawyer? Or can you recommend me one? I promise I can pay you."
Jason patted her head, "Pixie, I will do this for free. I don't know which prick decided to mess with you but I will make him pay. Besides, I can't stand guys like that. You are actually doing me a bit of a favor to knock someone like that down a few pegs. Legally."
Marinette insisted to pay him but Jason compromised to get a cake for an entire month instead for taking the job.
When Jason looked through the papers, he noticed it was from the Wayne Family Lawyers so he decided to go to the Manor to get to the bottom of it. Jason arrived in the middle of Damian on a warpath.
He asked Tim who was the closest and furiously typing on his laptop about what is going on with Damian.
Tim answered, "Apparently there's this girl who is stalking Damian. She claimed to be dating him at school and she showed up while he was out with Titus, looking for him. Right now, I am just checking if she is just delusional and harmless or someone dangerous."
Jason connects the dots between Dog Damian and Human Damian and he tried not to burst out laughing right then and there. "That's good to hear. Anyways, I came here because I forgot something. I am going to see Alfred before I go. Have fun with the lawsuits."
Jason spent the rest of the way home, cackling and the funniest way to win the case.
On the day of the court date,
The rest of the Waynes are surprised to see Jason there in a suit. Dick was understandable, Tim was just there to make sure it goes smoothly, Bruce is also reasonable, Damian is the 'victim'.
"Todd, why are you here?"
"You'll see."
Then, they started telling people to enter before they could get more answers. They soon found out that Jason was the lawyer for the other side.
"Todd, you traitor. How dare you work for the opposition!"
Marinette had arrived with a pet carrier with a dog which Damian claimed was to appeal to his animal lover side.
blah blah blah. Legal procession. I don't know how it goes.
Anyways, it is time for Marinette's defense.
"Your honor, I would like to present evidence which proved that my cilent is innocent in all the charges the plaintiff has accused her of."
"Proceed."
Jason brought out the pet carrier and took out Dog Damian.
"Your honor, this is my client's dog. She was gifted this dog before she moved here to Gotham. I have the receipts to prove this."
"What is the point of this?"
Jason dramatically held up the adorable fluffy black dog which looked like a doll in his hands, "Your honor, the dog's name is Damian." Jason claimed while staring straight at Human Damian.
Dog Damian woofed at the sound of his name. There was a shocked silence that followed.
Jason proceed to give more evidence that yes, the dog name is actually Damian like giving commands using his name and adoption certificate to get rid of any doubt.
"He claimed to have heard her talking about her dating but what were the actual words you heard her say?"
"That I am adorable and she likes running her fingers through my soft dark hair."
"Your honor, my cilent was actually bragging about how cute her dog is and how she likes petting Damian the dog's obviously black fur. And you also claimed that she stalked you to the dog park and called out your name several time. She was there by coincidence because the park is the closest to her apartment and she was calling his name because she had lost sight of Damian. Dog Damian I mean. It was Human Damian's fault for assuming she was calling out for him."
Jason continued to explained how each claim was Damian's own misunderstanding of the situation and there are statements from his classmates who confirmed that Marinette was talking about her pet dog. They didn't told her about Human Damian because they found it funny that her dog had the same name.
"In addition, my cilent had no idea who Damian Wayne was. Only knowing him as her classmate. "
Tim is right now filming and having the best time of his life as he watched Damian wished that the ground would swallow him whole. Dick is trying so hard not to laugh while Bruce's lips were twitching.
Jason decides to make a counter-law suit for the emotional damage and potential financial damage Human Damian had caused Marinette by suing her for millions when she was just a struggling student, getting by on her own income in a foreign country.
Marinette stopped him, "Jason, this is enough. I am fine with a hand-written apology."
"The amount I am asking for is just a drop of water of an ocean for them. They are that filthy rich. Besides, you can get that motorcycle side-car for Damian you had been eyeing a while ago. You can also use the money to buy dog stuff that you couldn't before because of your budget."
Marinette hesitated and agreed. The case ended with it in Marinette's favor.
Tim approached them as they exited with Marinette hugging Damian (the dog) and Jason grinning in glee over his victory and simultaneously humiliated Damian (the human) in the process. Tim high-fived Jason.
Tim offered a job to Marinette because he had done a background check on her due to the potential threat she posed and found out about MDC. He does it because he liked her talent and it would look great to have Wayne Enterprise on her resume. Also the best dirt on Damian.
Marinette told him that she would think about it and he gave her a card.
Damian wrote the apology letter, very embarrassed by the entire trial. His pride wouldn't recover for a while and he took it out on Jason who knew about it the entire time and didn't tried to stop and clear up the misunderstanding.
The next day at school, Marinette went to Damian's seat and said, "Good morning, Human Damian."
"Why are you calling me like that?"
"I am sorry. I thought you would appreciate the clarification of which Damian I am referring to. I wouldn't want to end up in court again after being branded as a delusional fangirl of yours because I was just talking about my adorable Dami. I meant to say My adorable dog, Dami. Human Damian."
For the next few months, everyone keeps referring to Damian as Human Damian.
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Marks of Magic
Day 2 Vampire
Maribat Spooktober 2023
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I didn’t mean for this to become a song fic but that’s where it ended up (Vampire by Olivia Rodrigo)
Language and cursing is used
1790 words
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She woke up the next morning, and it was so peaceful. She didn’t have to worry about Hawkmoth, she didn’t have to worry what her classmates thought of her. That just gave her so much freedom in fact she smiled, taking a breath of air for the first time in what seemed like years.
She bounced downstairs, earlier than her normal on a Saturday morning.
"some one is in good spirits today." Her Maman smiled as she came into the kitchen.
"Of course I am!" She tackled her mom in a hug.
"Did something happen at school?" Her Maman hugged her back. A second later her face turned somber, knowingly she asked. "Did Lila do something?... Alya?"
"Yes and no. I'll tell you and Papa at dinner."
"Okay Baio Bai." She flicked her on the nose. "For now help me get your father to eat something." She held a tray of berries, yogurt, granola, and coffee up for her to take down.
"Well isn’t this a surprise." Her papa smiled as she walked in to the bakery kitchen.
"Well it’s too nice to be crammed in my room." She offered.
"So what did your mother send?" He clapped his hands as flour clouded in the kitchen.
"A few staples." She started mixing granola into the yogurt, and tossing in a few of her papa’s favorite berries, before handing him the bowl.
"Any plans princess?"
"Don’t know." She shrugged. "Maybe walk around and sketch. I was also thinking about dropping by the Couffaine’s."
"Does he treat you right?"
"Papa!!" She blushed, covering her face with her hands. "He’s a good friend, nothing else."
She finally muttered when she found her voice again.
"He is a good kid Mari. Besides if he doesn’t he has to go through me."
She could only laugh before excusing herself.
She never thought of it before, never let herself truly think she could be in a relationship, but…
Luka knows who she is, was, damn that punched her in the gut. But he knows, and she made sure he was the only one that actually remembered that particular secret of hers. Sass had even been with him until a week ago, but could she actually let herself say it to him.
Without realizing she was coming up on the dock.
"How are ya lassie, come aboard." She heard Mdm. Couffaine call out to her.
"Thank you. How have you been?" She asked easily to the sweet pirate of a woman.
"All is good. He’s down in his cabin."
"Thank you." She walked down and approached the door, strums of a guitar floated through the hall. She lifted a hand up to knock, but the door swung open. She hadn’t noticed it had stopped.
"Marinette."
"Luka…" The words died in her throat, her eyes began to sting.
"It’s okay, my melody."
Yes she was relieved that everything was over but that couldn’t last. She lost her best friend, Tikki had become such a huge piece of her and now she was gone. She guarded the kwamii, learned what made each one special. Barkk's loyalty and obsession with the knight's order. Wayzz's fondness of the other's antics and his calmness. She finally let her emotions rage through her without fearing repercussions.
"Marinette!" Luka’s usual calm melted into panic as she broke down.
"It's..." She choked on her words, everything from the night before crashed against her closed eyes.
Luka started to hum, pulling her into a hug. His steady heartbeat combined with his peaceful humming calmed some small part of her. "He's gone." He leaned back, a silent question in his gaze, 'who'. "Hawkmoth." She whispered before emotion overtook her once again.
They stayed like that for a while. Luka didn't pry, didn't try to stop her from feeling everything. At some point they ended up sitting on the bed, Luka started playing his guitar.
"You know you don't have to tell me." Luka finally spoke, not missing a note. "But if you want to I'll listen."
"I..." She pursed her lips, she was about to say more when the door swung open.
"Oh!" Juleka stood in the door, surprised to see the two of them. Her emotions then schooled themselves, ignoring Marinette, and turned towards Luka. "Everyone's here." The quiet girl turned and left.
"Come on." Luka extended his hand. "You need a distraction."
She took it and let him pull her through the house boat. There on the deck was almost half the class. Kitty Section (which included Rose, Ivan, and Juleka), Mylene, Adrien, Alix, Alya and Nino who were sitting next to Lila. Everyone turned and once they saw her scowled.
"Why are you here?" Alex voiced what everyone must have been thinking,
"Well... I..." she didn't know why, just that it felt right, even as Luka dragged her on the stage.
"Come on, just try." Luka placed the microphone in her hand as he plugged his guitar into the amp.
"But I don't..." She bit her lip unsure. Luka started strumming the song only he could hear. She just had to put lyrics to it. "Okay."
She let every thing pour int her words. Her sadness, joy, anger, everything she attempted and failed to tell Luka. Her eyes steeled as she became more confident with every note. Her first target was Alya.
'Hate to give the satisfaction, asking how you're doing now
How's the castle built off people you pretend to care about?
Just what you wanted
Look at you, cool guy, you got it'
Her eyes turned and caught Adrien's as the words formed in her mind mere moments before they crossed her lips.
'I see the parties and the diamonds sometimes when I close my eyes
Six months of torture you sold as some forbidden paradise
I loved you truly
Gotta laugh at the stupidity'
Without hesitating she stared at Lila.
'Cause I've made some real big mistakes
But you make the worst one look fine
I should've known it was strange
You only come out at night
I used to think I was smart
But you made me look so naive
The way you sold me for parts
As you sunk your teeth into me, oh
Bloodsucker, famefucker
Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire'
She took a short breath before continuing.. now catching Nino's attention.
'And every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news
You called them crazy, God, I hate the way I called them crazy too
You're so convincing
How do you lie without flinching?
(How do you lie, how do you lie, how do you lie?)'
Her eyes swept her 'friends' before landing on Alix.
'Ooh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked-up little thrill
Can't figure out just how you do it, and God knows I never will
Went for me, and not her
'Cause girls your age know better'
As she began the chorus again she closed her eyes and stepped back, furthering herself from those on the deck.
'I've made some real big mistakes
But you make the worst one look fine
I should've known it was strange
You only come out at night
I used to think I was smart
But you've made me look so naive
The way you sold me for parts
As you sunk your teeth into me, oh
Bloodsucker, famefucker
Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire'
She picked up the pace and tried to catch everyone's eyes, but they seemed to be avoiding her gaze.
'You said it was true love, but wouldn't that be hard?
You can't love anyone, 'cause that would mean you had a heart
I tried you help you out, now I know that I can't
'Cause how you think's the kind of thing I'll never understand
I've made some real big mistakes
But you make the worst one look fine
I should've known it was strange
You only come out at night
I used to think I was smart
But you made me look so naive
The way you sold me for parts
As you sunk your teeth into me, oh
Bloodsucker, famefucker
Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire'
She took a gulp of air, now standing next to Luka. His, and everyone's, attention on her as he continued before cutting abruptly. "Better?"
she never thought it would actually be so releiving, but it was. she giggled at thats, a light smile entwined in the laughter. Such a contrast to what had come out of her heart seconds ago. "Yeah. So much fucking better."
He smiled at her, a small grin, but his eyes were bright, knowing. Her heart skipped as she felt her cheeks heat up.
"Gurl! You can't just show up and diss us like nothing!" Alya shouted nearly jumping up at her.
"Good thing I didn't plan it." she grumbled at the bespekled girl.
"Bull!" Alix jumped in. "We all heard that."
"Then consider it my good bye." She replaced the microphone and started down the steps. Luka catching up to her, he took her hand and their fingers intertwined, almost like second nature.
"Don't." Juleka grabbed Luka's shoulder turning him, and her in turn. "Please." She pleaded.
"I'm dissapointed." He took a step back and
squeezed her hand. "In all of you."
He pulled her and they walked off the boat.
"They're gone." she breathed after they walked a mile or two through the city,
"Hawkmoth?" He asked.
"Yes. But..." she finally stopped. "I released them."
"Who?"
"The kwamii." Her gaze was solely on her shoes and the pavement below.
"Oh." He lifted her chin. "Are you okay with that?"
She spilled. Everything that happend the night before. Everything that led up to her outburst yesterday and earlier. All the things she avoided telling him before. Once she finished she watched his reaction, hoping he wouldn't hate her, hoping that he could forgive her. Because she is why he will never see Sass again, never getting to be a hero again.
"Are they happy?"
The question caught her off guard. "I think so."
"Then you did the right thing."
she rose up on her toes and placed a small kiss on his cheek. "Thank you,"
A flash of teal exploded in front of her, but it lasted only a second when it was gone she was about to ask what happened, but the questioned died on her lips. There on Luka's wrist sat the miraculous of the snake.
"I guess they are still watching out for us."
"They said as much." She smiled, before adding. "They also said if I needed their power they'd lend it."
"Let's not test it so soon." He pressed a kiss to her forehead before they started walking again. "So Gotham."
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