#Sibling!jasonette

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Jason: Have you ever thought about what it'd be like to look God in the face and call them a bitch?

Plagg, sitting up from where he was laying: Marinette says it to me every day.

Marinette: It's true. Plagg, you're a bitch.

Jason: Pft.

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Graveyard Siblings (13) (The End)

[Masterlist]

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Part 12)

----- I finally did it! I finished something. After nearly three years, this little plot fic has come to an end that I am satisfied with. Thanking for sticking to the end of this journey.

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TIKKI. PLAGG. EXPLAIN.

They demanded.

“Marinette does not deserve the sentence.” Tikki stated furiously.

YOU DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO INTERFERE ON WHAT WE DECIDE.

“We know. However, we will try to change it anyway.” Plagg joined Tikki. “The soul of Marinette Dupain-Cheng may be Marked but she has not done anything that makes her deserving of having the fate of one.”

SOMEONE HAS TO PAY THE PRICE. SHE WAS MARKED.

“Ya ya…. I know. The rules. Fuck them. You guys made them to maintain balance or whatever. However, what you are doing right now is not fair. Where is the justice?” Plagg demanded

THIS IS JUSTICE.

“This isn’t justice. This is another sentence. She did what you asked of her. She has given enough of herself for the sake of Balance. The sinners are punished. The kwamis are all released. What more do you want for her?”

SHE IS MARKED SO SHE HAS TO BEAR THE CONSEQUENCES.

“Fucked the Marked bullshit. Marinette doesn’t deserve that fate. She is wonderful and kind and every good thing this world has to offer. She was backstabbed. Pratically sacrifice for someone’s happiness. The one who claimed to love her moved on from her pretty quick. The only reason he is regretting losing her is because of the karma he is facing. Karma that he rightly deserved. I argue that the Mark is invalid. It doesn’t count-” Plagg ranted and yelled at Them.

Meanwhile, Marinette and Tikki hugged each other.

“Tikki, what’s going to happen to me?” Marinette asked in a small voice. One that Tikki had rarely heard ever since Marinette met the Waynes.

“Plagg and I are going to do our best to protect you. Nothing bad will happen to you.”

“I feel so empty.”

“I know. I am sorry. I am going to make sure you don’t feel that way anymore.” Tikki hugged what remained of the piece that made up Marinette Dupain-Cheng a bit tighter.

—

WHY DOES IT MATTER TO YOU TWO THAT THIS MORTAL DOESN’T HAVE TO GIVE HERSELF UP? IT IS IN THE NAME OF BALANCE. A WORTHY CAUSE TO ####### FOR. TIKKI AND PLAGG AS BEINGS ONCE PART OF US. YOU KNOW WHY WE HAVE TO DO THIS. AND IT WILL BE A QUICK AND PAINLESS. SHE WILL NOT FEEL A THING.

THEY were starting to sound fed up with arguing with Plagg.

“THIS ISN’T ABOUT BALANCE ANYMORE, YOU FUCKERS!! THIS IS BECAUSE YOU WERE MAD YOU GOT CHEATED OUT OF A DEAL AND THIS GIRL IS JUST ANOTHER LOOSE END FOR YOU TO TIE UP!” Plagg lost his shit, finally after hours or what passes for hours in a place where time doesn’t function normally.

Tikki chose that moment to finally say her piece.

“My holder went through a lot for the sake of your balance. She fixed Gotham. She punished the one who made the wish so they would pay the price for trying to change someone else’s fate. She made sure we were freed. She doesn’t need to do more. She had given up nearly everything to accomplish what you demanded of her. Don’t take away what is left of her.”

SHE ALSO HAD GOTTEN EVERYTHING SHE WANTED WITH THE SECOND CHANCE WE GAVE HER. SHE GOT HER REVENGE, SHE ACHIEVED HER DREAMS, SHE HAD THE FAMILY SHE WANTED. 

“Is it really fair if she had to give those up too?”

WHY DO YOU OPPOSE THIS DECISION ON HER BEHALF?

The voices sound almost baffled by Tikki and Plagg’s opposition.

“Marinette is more than just my holder and our Guardian. She is our friend. She placed our safety and well-being above her own. She deserves more than being tossed aside once her usefulness is up.” Tikki stated.

Then, she looked down and she continued,

“And we have shamelessly let her continue on her path, knowing how it would end. Because we were too afraid to acknowledge that we were using her like a pawn for our own selfishness. Until the end she was selfless. She forgave us for what we did to her. SO I IMPLORE YOU. Please let Marinette live a long life where she would never ever be used by someone else for their own selfish desires. She will live a path free of thorns and people who wish to cause her harm.” Tikki pleaded with the Universe.

The voices were quiet for a long time.

Tikki and Plagg looked at each other with worry at the silence.

WE HAVE COME TO A CONCLUSION. MARINETTE, GUARDIAN OF THE MIRACULOUS, HOLDER OF THE LADYBUG AND PROTECTOR OF GOTHAM AND PARIS, IS FREE FROM HER FATE OF BEING MARKED. 

“But?”

HOWEVER, DUE TO LAWS OF CASUALTY WE CANNOT SIMPLY REVIVED HER FROM THE DEAD.

“And Marinette had closed down all of the Lazarus Pits.” Plagg added, their only option for a resurrection was gone.

THERE IS STILL ANOTHER OPTION.

=====

Jason opened the door of his apartment and Dick was there mid-knock.

“What do you want?” Jason asked.

Dick tried to give him a smile. “Just wanted to see how you were doing.”

Jason rubbed his face as he groaned. “For the last time. I am fine.”

“It’s fine to miss her, you know. Especially since…”

‘It has been a year since she died’ rests unspoken in the air.

Today was the exact day Maria had given up her own life to make sure that Gabriel Agreste gets punished for his crimes.

“Just leave me alone, Dickhead.” Jason walked away.

“Jason.”

“I just- I am coping. As much as I can without getting violent.”

Jason felt Dick hugging him from behind.

“We miss her too. You know that if there was another way, she would have done everything to stay.”

“It’s unfair, you know.” Jason turned around and mumbled into Dick’s shoulder. He hugged his brother.

“After everything, the asshole is still alive and kicking. His son is facing little consequences for what he has done. They should be the ones dead instead of Marinette. Instead, we are never going to see her graduate college, get a job, kick our asses and drive Ra’s mad with her pranks.”

His voice cracked with grief.

“I know, Jay. I know.” Dick hugged Jason tighter and rubbed his back. “I wish for that too.”

Tears ran down Jason’s face as he sobbed.

Ten minutes later,

They both sat around the kitchen island counter.

“So why did you come here?” Jason asked as he set down two cups of tea.

“Oh. Alfred was thinking about doing a little memorial dinner in her honour. Just close friends and family. It would be great if you came.”

“Sounds great. Tell me the details and I will be there.”

Dick smiled, “I will let Alfred know that you’re coming.”

The brothers talked about patrol and stuff.

Then, Dick left.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door again.

Jason sighed.

He opened the door to give Dick an earful about being forgetful when he saw no one there.

He looked around and saw nothing where a noise from below caught his attention.

It was a baby in a basket with a note addressed to him.

“Dear Jason,

Please take care of my dear Guardian

-Tikki”

In disbelief, he carefully picked up the bundle in the basket. Jason couldn’t believe it. It felt like a miracle that he didn’t dare believe.

The baby yawned and opened her eyes. Showing a familiar pair of bluebell eyes.

It was truly Marinette. As a baby but it was still Marinette nonetheless.

“Pixie. I don’t know how but thank you. Thank you for coming back to me.” Jason whispered and kissed her forehead.

That evening, the Waynes welcomed back a new member of the family.

Marinette Todd-Wayne finally came home.

—-

Technically, after this, there could be more adventures but I am not up to writing it. This is where I will end this story.

And to answer some questions you might have.

Does Marinette remember her past life? Not at first. She is still a baby right now but around the age of four or five years old, she would start to remember bits and pieces. She would probably remember everything by age 13.

Does Lila meet her end? Lila never stopped lying. The ghosts tormented her because of that  but no one ever believed her. In the end, the doctors diagnosed her with schizophrenia and moved her to a mental facility where the ghosts would haunt her until the end of her days.

Gabriel died in jail. He thought that he had the last laugh, having killed Ladybug. But upon seeing the news about the welcome of the newest Wayne member on TV, he realised that his enemy had won in the end. She was going to live again, free from him and anything miraculous related.

Adrien and Emilie spent the rest of their lives in London away with Amelie and Felix.

Adrien had tried to approach baby Marinette but the overprotective Batfamily made sure that he never got within 10 feet of her.

When Marinette regained her memories, Adrien was remorseful of how everything turned out. He knew that the spell was just to make him tell the truth and in turn make him show his true colours to everyone so he went to therapy and worked on trying to be less of an asshole.

-

“M’lady.”

Marinette looked up and saw a man in his thirties with blond hair and green eyes that once were her world.

“Agreste.” Marinette nodded in acknowledgement. Under the table, she texted to the family group chat the code for small emergencies.

Adrien frowned with hurt but it wiped away quickly off his face.

“I deserve that.” He replied calmly. Marinette saw that Adrien had grown up and accepted that he had done wrong.

“So.. how can I help you, Agreste ?”

“Cut the shit. I know that you remember, Marinette.”

Marinette looked at him in surprise.

“How?”

“I was once your partner, you know. I can tell.” Adrien answered.

Marinette frowned.

Adrien continued. “Look, I know I messed up really badly. I managed to lift the curse you put on me. I went to your grave and apologised. I know that sorry cannot take back what I did but I still did it because you deserve at least that from me. I have been trying to make up for what I did.”

“Is that why you approached me?” she asked.

“No. It was just a coincidence. I’m not like stalking you or anything.” Adrien clarified. “Your new dad is terrifying.”

Marinette chuckled about Jason, her brother turned dad figure. “He is.”

“I am glad to know that you are happy.” Adrien said. “And for what it’s worth, I want to apologise to you again. I know that I already did it to your grave and all that but you deserve to hear it directly from me. So here it goes… Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”

It had been a while since anyone called her that.

“I’m sorry for everything I did as Chat Noir, harassing you to date me, throwing temper tantrums during akuma fights, greatly hindering  you with my selfishness and finally, betraying you for the sake of my father. I never should have listened to him. Even if it was to get my mother back. I should have told you the truth. And I am sorry for the hurt I had caused you as Adrien Agreste. I should have done something about Lila from the beginning. I should have supported you instead of telling you to suck it up. I should have let her lies get too far that it hurt you. In fact, I should never let it get that far in the first place. I am sorry I never did all of that.”

Marinette clapped. “Thank you, Adrien.”

Adrien nodded. At least she accepted his apologies. It was too much to hope for her forgiveness.

“Marinette, I..” Adrien didn’t know how to bring it up.

“There’s more?”

“Alya sorta brought it up when we had a class reunion. That… you had a crush on me. How much you did for me and I never noticed.” Adrien blushed in embarrassment. “Not that I want to do that with you, I mean, I maybe had a few fantasies about that when I was fifteen but not like now because it’s weird and you are like half my age now and I am seeing someone.”

Adrien rambled.

Marinette laughed.

Adrien had a flashback to that sweet girl from his youth.

“What I am trying to say is that. I am sorry I never knew and if I hurt you because I was tactless.”

“You did a lot but I never held that fact against you. Honestly, I let go of my feelings for you because.. Of Lila.”

“I get it. I was a huge dick.”

“Another thing is that I wasn’t my best when it comes to you. I did a lot of stupid things to get your attention.”

“Alya may have talked about that. I am flattered but it was also worrying. But Chat Noir wasn't any better so I can’t talk.”

They both smiled at each other.

Adrien saw that in a different world, Ladybug and Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Agreste, would have ended up together. He shook his head to get rid of that thought, he knew better now. He had made sure that would never happen. Even if his father didn’t kill Maria/Marinette, and she had lived on, Adrien wouldn’t get her love ever again.

“Marinette, can we be friends?” Adrien asked before he could lose his courage. Even if he couldn’t love her, he hoped to stay by her side as her friend.

Marinette lost her smile.

“We can’t, can we?” Adrien ruefully answered his own question.

“Adrien, I know that you have changed for the better. You are a great person now. It’s just… we have a lot of history. History I can’t easily erase with a blank slate. I am still trying to sort through everything and try to move on. It’s been hard.” Marinette confessed. “I have been to therapy but they don’t exactly know how to help someone who experienced and remember all the awful things that happened in their past life.”

Marinette looked up. “I’m sorry.”

Adrien moved to hold her hand for comfort before reconsidering his action.

“Look, Marinette, I am not mad. I am a bit disappointed we can’t be friends but I kinda get it. I hurt you badly so you don’t feel like you can trust me ever again. That’s my fault. I knew it wasn’t a possibility when I asked but I had to try.”

“Oh, Adrien.”

“Marinette, at the very least, are friendly acquaintances okay?” He asked.

“I guess.”

Adrien smiled. “You don’t have to try to be friends with me, Marinette. I swear I will be okay. This won’t break my heart. I have someone who will take care of it.”

Marinette asked, curious. “Who are you dating anyways?”

Adrien blushed. “His name is Jaime. Jaime Reyes. I still can’t believe he likes me even after I told him about what I did.”

Marinette choked.

“Marinette, are you okay?” Adrien rushed forward and rubbed her back. 

At the same time, Jason arrived, having annoyed Roy Harper to break several traffic laws to get to Gotham from all the way from Metropolis.

Upon seeing Adrien, he growled. “Get the fuck away from Marinette. What did you do to her, you fucker?!”

He grabbed Adrien and slammed him towards the nearest wall.

Marinette quickly interfered. “Jason, it’s okay. We were just talking. Then, I got caught off guard by something he said.”

“What did he tell you?”

“Well, I was just surprised to learn that he was dating a guy. Nothing big. Just several things that finally made sense now that I thought about it.”

Adrien gaped at her. “I have been out as bi for a decade now. How do you not know that I like guys?”

Marinette scowled, “It’s not like I keep up with celebrity gossip. I don’t look for news with your name like I used to do.”

“So you are good, kid?”

“Yes, Jason. Please let him go. We were still talking.”

Jason did so.

Adrien rubbed his neck and turned to Marinette. “As much as I want to keep talking, I think I should leave. I have to go and meet up with Jaime anyways. He had to run an errand here for a friend of his.”

Marinette nodded.  “Be safe.”

—

After Adrien left, Jason gave a questioning look to Marinette.

“Why did you lie? We all know that you kept an eye on your old classmates so you already knew that he dated guys.”

“What I didn’t know was that Adrien is dating Blue Beetle.”

“The same Blue Beetle Bruce called to deal with those aliens who are trafficking humans?”

“Yes. Now let’s go to Metropolis so I can avoid doing the responsible thing and tell Adrien the truth.”

—-

What about the rest of the class… Well, they all led relatively normal lives. They all drifted apart and only met again at the class union that Adrien had mentioned.

They all faced different challenges and achieved success like any other normal people. Some turned out great despite what happened. Some moderately successful. Some not so great but still managed fine. A few unhappy with their life.

The ones who were marked by Marinette in her ‘ghost’ rampage had a few bad days more than an average person but other than that they had normal lives.

When they see Maria’s brand Afterlife or Marinette Todd-Wayne in a magazine, their heart aches at the thought of their once dear friend.

Now you will ask what happened to her parents.

Well, they moved away from their old building to a different part of Paris and opened a bakery under a different name.

They moved on as best as they could and filled with regrets for losing their daughter twice.

They knew in their hearts that Marinette had lived on as Maria. It hurt them again knowing that she was gone forever once more.

When they saw the news about Marinette Todd-Wayne. They knew it was their daughter reincarnated.

As much as they wanted to see her again, they knew that they would never be able to.

To try to honour the daughter they had, they fostered many troubled kids. Helping them and giving them the support that they should have given Marinette.

They learned from their mistakes from Marinette and did their best to not repeat them with the other kids.

Life moves on and Everyone continues on.

—-

This is the end. Thank you for reading and being on this amazing journey with me.

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Marinette was a simple child of parents who loved her, but not each other. Some of her friends at school had parents just like that, but they were divorced. But her parents never actually married, so they didn’t get a cool word. But really, all it meant was that she had to split her time between her Maman and her Dad. Unfortunately for her, her parents had decided to live a whole ocean apart. So she couldn’t just visit on weekends like her friend Max could. But it was finally summer again, and she was finally back in Gotham. Glancing around, Marinette grins widely the second she spots Alfred. 

“Alfie!” She cheers, running around the other people in the baggage claim area. Alfred’s lips twitch up into a small smile. 

“It’s nice to see you again, Miss Marinette.” He says. Marinette grins widely, pointing to the new gap in her teeth. 

“Look! I lost another tooth.” She says. Alfred raises an eyebrow. 

“Have you already received a visit from the tooth fairy?” He asks. She nods, holding Alfred’s hand as they walk through the parking lot. 

“Where’s dad?” She asks, swinging their arms. 

“Do you remember Mr. Kent?” Alfred asks. Marinette nods. He came to the manor a lot more than her dad liked, but she didn’t mind cause he usually brought his son Jon with him. “He and your father are in the middle of a meeting, and he couldn’t step away.” Alfred explains. Marinette resists the urge to ask if Jon was there too. Hopefully it was just a super quick meeting and then her dad could hang out with her. She knew that he was always super busy. He worked at a really big company, and he had a bunch of kids, and he was Batman. But he was still a good dad, and she knew he tried. 

“Is Cass home?” She asks, buckling herself into her booster seat (Alfred insisted, even though she tried to convince him that ten was plenty old enough to use a normal seat; apparently she was too short). 

“I’m afraid Miss Cass won’t be home for another week or so. Your brothers should all be there, though Master Duke and Master Tim won’t be staying for long. They’re going on a weekend trip with a few friends.” He explains. Marinette hums in surprise. It was really rare for Tim to leave Gotham for something not hero related. She’d have to make a bet with Damian to see what the odds were that Tim and Duke were actually going on a secret mission that they hadn’t told anybody about. It seemed much more likely. Marinette zones out on the rest of the car ride, just watching as her favorite city passes by. She liked Paris and spending time with her Maman, but Gotham had always felt more like her home. Gotham was where her dad and brothers and Alfred were. It was her home. As the manor appears out the window, Marinette grins at the sight of her dad waiting for her outside. The second the car stops, Marinette is out and running to her dad. She launches herself at him and sighs happily as he picks her up and wraps her in a big hug. 

“I missed you too.” He says softly, giving her one last squeeze before setting her down. “How was the last week of school?” Marinette sighs dramatically, grinning when she sees the moment her dad spots her new missing tooth. 

“I lost another tooth! And Alix didn’t even pull this one out for me.” She says happily. Her dad sighs, but she can tell he really wants to laugh. 

“You two are going to cause so much trouble one day, aren’t you?” He asks. Marinette shrugs. 

“Depends on if it’s fun or not. Where’re the boys?” She asks, leaning slightly to look past him. 

“Tim and Duke are packing, and Jason’s in the library. Last I checked, Dick was also in the library attempting to convince Jason to go do something else.” Her dad says with a small smile, the same smile he always got when he mentioned Jason. The memories weren’t super clear, but she did have some memories of when Jason died. She probably purposefully blocked out most of it, though. (Or that’s what Max thought, when she’d talked to him about it once; he was super smart). That was a rough summer. Tim hadn’t come around yet, and her dad and Dick were both really, really sad. And angry. As much as they’d both tried to hide it from her, she heard them yelling. And she saw the reports of what Batman was doing, even if the news only had stories and never any actual pictures of what Batman had become. No matter what she tried, she couldn’t get her dad back to who he was before Jason died. She spent most of that summer baking with Alfred and drawing in the library on the couch where Jason used to read her stories. By the time she came home for Thanksgiving (a holiday she knew her dad didn’t care about, but one he celebrated so that she could have an excuse to come to Gotham more) Tim was there. 

Snapping out of her thoughts, Marinette frowns when she realizes there was a brother missing. 

“What about Damian?” She asks. Her dad frowns as Mr. Kent smiles, and that’s when Marinette remembers Damian talking about his new friend, Kent. Her eyes widen. “Is Jon here?” She asks, resisting the urge to just run towards the manor. Her dad opens his mouth to respond, but Mr. Kent cuts him off. 

“They’re in the game room closest to the living room.” He says. Marinette squeals out a thanks before rushing off. Time to see Jon!

---

Bruce’s eyes narrow as he looks at one of his oldest friends. Clark just laughs, shaking his head. 

“You know she would’ve found them eventually, Bruce.” He says. Bruce huffs. 

“That doesn’t mean you had to just send her off to him.” He argues. Clark raises an eyebrow, the amusement clear on his face. 

“They’re kids, Bruce. It’s not like they’re going to get married tomorrow-” Clark starts to say, but Bruce cuts him off. 

“Or ever.”

“That’s not what Jon said.” 

“Clark-”

“Bruce, breathe. Last time they talked, Marinette apparently told Jon that she was going to marry him one day. It was very matter-of-fact and, need I remind you, they’re children. Plenty of kids have crushes that never amount to anything. And besides that, they’re friends, Bruce. Neither of them have many friends that know about everything. You really gonna take that away from either of them?” Clark asks, crossing his arms. Bruce sighs. 

“Fine. But we will revisit this conversation in a few years.” He says. Clark chuckles, but agrees. Bruce, who knows how determined his daughter can be, doesn’t laugh. 

---

“Jon!” Marinette squeals, running into the room. Jon turns around and grins, opening his arms. Before Marinette can throw herself into the hug, Damian steps between them, frowning. Marinette skids to a stop, raising an eyebrow at her older brother. 

“What is the meaning of this?” Damian asks, looking between them. Marinette huffs. 

“I was trying to hug my friend.” She says, arms crossed. Damian raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms too. 

“Kent is my friend, Marinette.” He says firmly. Marinette’s eyes narrow. 

“He was my friend first!” She counters. Damian turns to Jon. 

“Well, are you going to say anything?” He asks. Jon’s eyes widen. 

“Well, uh, I-” He stammers over his words. 

“Leave him out of this! Can’t you see you’re stressing him out!” Marinette yells at her older brother. He scoffs. 

“Oh, I’m stressing him out?” He asks. “What about you? Rushing in here and trying to hug him with no prior warning?”

“Jon happens to like my hugs.” Marinette says firmly. Damian snorts humorlessly. 

“Are you sure he isn’t just being nice?” He asks. Marinette feels her cheeks turn red. 

“Actually-” Jon starts. 

“Stay out of this, Kent.” Damian warns. Marinette rolls her eyes. 

“Why are you such a know it all, all the time?” She asks, trying hard not to scream. 

“Why are you such a little baby?” Damian taunts. 

“That’s it!” Marinette shrieks before letting out a battle cry. She rushes towards her brother, fists flying. Every time he dodges, she shrieks. She wasn’t trained like he was. It wasn’t fair! Suddenly, arms are around her, lifting her away from Damian just as Damian is restrained by Dick. 

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! What is going on in here?” He asks, looking between them. Marinette glances back, stopping kicking when she realizes Jason is the one holding her back. He was officially her favorite brother at the moment. 

“Marinette is acting like a child simply because Kent is now my friend.” Damian tuts, tilting his nose up. Marinette’s eyes widen and she immediately starts thrashing around again in an attempt to go kick the heck out of her brother. 

“You are the worst! That’s not what happened at all!” She argues. 

“Cool it, kiddo.” Jason says quietly. Marinette shakes her head. 

“No! He’s being mean, and I’m gonna beat him up for it!” She insists. Damian snorts, but immediately stops at the look Dick gives him. 

“Alright. You two clearly need some time apart right now. Jason.” Dick nods towards the door and Marinette’s eyes widen. 

“This isn’t fair! Why does Damian get to hang out with Jon? He’s probably hung out with him all day! He’s my friend too!” She complains, going limp in Jason’s hold. Jason sighs, taking her out of the game room and towards the library. 

“Just breathe, Mari. I’m sure you’ll get to hang out with Jon a ton this summer. He’s over here all the time now.” Jason says. Marinette’s face falls into a frown. Before Damian came, Jon never wanted to hang out at the manor all the time. Even when Marinette was in town. Did he….was he really her friend? Or was Damian right. “Okay kid, if I set you down, do you promise not to go beat the shit out of the Gremlin?” Jason asks. Marinette nods. 

“I uh, I think I’m really tired, Jay. I’m gonna go take a nap, okay?” She’s trying really hard not to cry. Jason frowns, but nods. 

“If you’re sure. Hey, you know you can talk to me, right?” He asks. Marinette nods, and gives Jason a half hearted smile before she heads upstairs. Was Jon really her friend?

---

An hour later, Marinette’s door creaks open slightly. She glances over and waves half-heartedly at Jason. He frowns. 

“Hey kid, are you okay? I thought you were gonna take a nap.” He says. Marinette shrugs. 

“Not tired anymore.” She says. Jason’s eyebrows scrunch together. 

“I was gonna head home,” He starts, and Marinette feels her shoulders slump even more. “But, if you want, you could tag along. I was gonna make spaghetti for dinner.” He adds. Marinette perks up immediately. Damian may want to hog Jon (who may or may not be her friend), but Jason was always there for her. 

“Can we watch Little Women? The one with Winona Ryder?” She asks, Jason grins and nods. 

“Sure thing, kid. Grab a bag and let Bruce know. I’ll wait outside.” He says. Marinette nods and quickly packs up a backpack, then hesitates. It was only her first night back home. If she asked her dad, she ran the risk of him saying no. And then she’d have to eat dinner with Damian. And Jon. Nope. No, siree, she wasn’t going to risk that. Grabbing a piece of paper from her desk, she scribbles out a little note. It’d be fine, and if he was mad at her…well, he probably wouldn’t be mad. She was leaving a note! Just in case, she hurries down the back stairs and out the side door. No need to risk running into her dad. She’d talk to him tomorrow. 

---

Bruce lets his shoulders relax as he walks in and sits down for dinner. Clark had left just after Marinette arrived, but he’d had League business that couldn’t wait. Which meant dinner was the first time he’d be able to actually sit and talk to his daughter since her visit at Easter. Looking around the table, he frowns. 

“Has anyone seen Marinette?” he asks. Tim glances around, then shakes his head. 

“Uh, no. Actually, I haven’t seen her all day. Wasn’t she coming home today?” He asks. Bruce nods, trying to push down the worry welling up. 

“Little D?” Dick says, and Bruce glances at Damian, narrowing his eyes. 

“Damian. Care to explain?” Bruce asks. Damian purses his lips and tilts his chin up. A move he got from his mother. 

“She was acting like a child. We argued and Todd removed her from the game room.” Damian says simply. Bruce sighs, pinching his nose. 

“What was it this time?” He asks, shaking his head. It never seemed to fail. Every time Marinette came to stay, she and Damian found something new to fight about. It never lasted for long, but he’d come to accept it as an undeniable truth. The sky was blue. Grass was green. Damian and Marinette argued. Simple. 

“I hardly see how that-”

“They were fighting over me.” Jon blurts out. Bruce raises an eyebrow. 

“Excuse me?” 

“Well, I’m friends with Damian now, too. And so he was mad when Mari was trying to hug me, and then she yelled back at him since we were friends first and I tried to stop them but they kept fighting so Jason and Dick made them split up and then I didn’t get to say anything else to Mari and so she probably hates me now.” Jon rambles, eyes wide as his lower lip trembles. Bruce resists the urge to groan. Of course they were fighting over Jon. 

“Shall I go get Miss Marinette from her room?” Alfred asks. 

“No, I’ll get her. Damian, tomorrow we’re going to have a talk about friends. And the fact that multiple people can be friends with the same person.” Bruce says firmly, heading towards his youngest daughter’s room. He knocks. 

“Mari? Sweetie, it’s time for dinner.” Bruce says. He frowns when she doesn’t answer. “Mari?” He calls, knocking again. Bruce purses his lips. Perhaps she fell asleep? He knocks one more time before gently pushing the door open. He doesn’t panic at the empty room. He’s completely calm and collected. The paper that catches his eye on her desk, the letter letting him know that she’d be back the next day and not to worry- that’s what makes him panic. Flashbacks of five years ago. An empty bedroom. A note. A crumpled form in the middle of an explosion. Steadying his breath, he rushes downstairs. He wouldn’t go through that again. He couldn’t. 

“Master Bruce-”

“Marinette’s gone.” He says, clutching the note like a lifeline. 

“What?” Jon squeaks out, his eyes wide. Bruce turns to Dick. 

“We have to find her. Dick, will you call Jason? The rest of us will head to the cave. Everyone needs to be on comms and suited up in twenty minutes.” Bruce instructs. And not even the familiar feeling of directing a mission can bring him calm. Not while his daughter is missing. 

---

Marinette sips her chocolate milk, shaking her head at the tv. 

“You know, sometimes I wonder how Jo and Amy are able to like each other again after all the times they kinda suck and are kinda awful towards each other.” She says. Jason raises an eyebrow. 

“Yeah?” He asks. She nods. 

“Yeah. But then I remember all the times that we all fight, and I kinda get it.” She sighs. Jason snorts, shaking his head. The landline rings and Jason reaches over and grabs it. 

“Hello.” He says simply. Marinette looks away from the movie, instead watching her brother’s face as shock quickly covers it. “What? No- I- Dick, shut the hell up and breathe. She’s fine. No, she is. She’s with me. Well- I- I thought B knew. Yeah. Mmhmm. Call the calvary back, she’s fine. She’ll be back tomorrow morning after breakfast. Because I promised I’d make pancakes. No, not for you Dickhead. Uh huh. Bye.” Marinette quickly turns her attention back to the movie, hoping he doesn’t try to talk to her about it. 

“I wonder if I could wear a dress like that to the next gala.” Marinette muses, hoping it’ll be enough to change the subject. Instead, the movie pauses and Marinette sighs. 

“So. Are we going to talk about this? Or am I just going to give you a little lecture?” Jason asks. Marinette pouts. 

“Why do we have to do either? Why can’t we just finish watching the movie?” She asks. Jason lets out a long breath. 

“Do you remember when I died?” He asks bluntly. Marinette flinches back, looking at her older brother with wide eyes. He winces. “Sorry, kid. But I promise it’s important.” Marinette frowns, eyebrows scrunching together. 

“Well. Yeah, I- I kind of remember it. It’s not super clear, but…I remember.” She says, pushing down the wave of sadness that wells up inside her. It was one of the hardest times of her entire life. 

“I don’t know how much you remember of that time, but I ran away first. I was determined to figure out who my birth mom was, so I left. And do you know what I did?” He asks. Marinette shakes her head. “I left a note. I didn’t tell anyone I was leaving, not even Alfred. I just left a note. And we both know how that ended up.” He says. Marinette’s eyes widen. 

“That’s what I did to dad. I just left a note- I thought- I didn’t want him to tell me I couldn’t go. I didn’t think it would-” She stops, trying hard to stop her tears. Jason opens his arms and she throws herself at him, crying. “I’m sorry.” She says. 

“It’s fine, kiddo. I know the whole Jon and Damian thing really upset you. But- and I’m gonna sound like a fu-freaking hypocrite here- but you’ve gotta communicate.” Jason says. Marinette sniffles, and leans back. 

“Do you think dad’s gonna be really mad at me?” She asks timidly. Jason shakes his head. 

“No, kid, I don’t think he will. I think he’ll be too relieved to be mad.” He says. Marinette starts to respond, but a tap on the window makes her jump instead. Jason immediately leaps off the couch and heads for the window. “Of freaking course.” He huffs before throwing the window open. Marinette frowns, until a familiar person steps in and her eyes widen. 

“Mari!” Jon calls, running over and giving her a big hug. Marinette blinks a few times, before she relaxes and returns the hug. 

“What’re you doing here?” She asks once he pulls away. 

“Yeah. I’d also like to know.” Jason says, walking over and crossing his arms. Jon laughs awkwardly before reaching back and scratching the back of his neck. 

“I uh, I was worried about you.” He says. Marinette feels a smile creep onto her face. 

“Really?” She asks. He nods. 

“Course I was. You’re one of my best friends.” He says. She raises her eyebrows. “Yeah, uh, I already told Damian that people can have more than one best friend. I think your dad’s gonna talk to him more about it tomorrow, but I didn’t wanna stop being your friend.” He says. 

“Still best friends forever?” She asks, holding out a pinky. Jon grins and links his pinky with hers. 

“Forever and ever.” He says simply. And he was right. 

When Marinette and Jon get married fifteen years later, it surprises no one.

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[ghostdoodlen]

Marinette passed out and Jason is trying his best.

Platonic or romantic, it's up to you. I'm more platonic.

Chaos siblings ✨

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[the-coffee-fandom]

Jason: I swear, if you two try and steal my candy again I will murder you

Marinette: *looks up innocently* Me? Try and steal your candy? Never

Jason: You've literally stolen quarter of it, I can see it in both your pockets

Tim: *pulls out KitKat, unwrapping it and bitting it without breaking it apart to annoy Jason*

Tim: We don't have any candy

Jason: *eye twitching* the fuck you mean...

Marinette: Thats one for the swear Jar, Jay!

Jason: ....you two will be the death of me

Marinette: You're not allowed to die, you need to be here for when we take over the world

Tim: We can do it without you of course, but Marinette thinks it be better with you as a knight of sorts though

Jason: *at a loss for how to respond*

Marinette: Bye now

*both Mari and Tim turn on their heels, speeding away*

Jason: And stay away from my candy!

Marinette: *turns back with a smirk* What candy?

*both kids high tail it out of there*

Jason: *looks into the bag beside him that was over half full of treats now empty*

Jason: What the fuck?!?! You guys are so dead!

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[intotherabithole]

#dc x mlb #maribat #mlb x dc #marinette x batfam #miraculous in shadows #Wanted to do fashion covers every 5 chapter #Designing fun out fits for characters #Cyber punk inspired designs #jasonette #Jason x Marinette #But in a sibling slash mentor way

[unordinary-but-extraordinary]

Helllooo sorry I’ve been gone so long I promise I will continue the story “He didn’t know a bet would lead him to the love of his life.” And while I’m at it I will like to present the story I’ve been working on for the past 2-3 years…

The story will start with a small moment in the present and then a dream will move us to the past and slowly it will move to the present again. Sounds complicated but it will all make sense soon.

Marinette’s first encounter with Damian and his mother.

The story of our life’s

The wayne manor is awfully quiet as everyone is drifting off to sleep after a long patrol, even Tim is drifting to sleep while working on yet another file, coffee having no effect this time (he hit a wall body shutdown... in process)

The old butler sighs and puts a blanket on top of the young man he looks out the window to the bright moon with no clouds to cover it and he lets a small smile show, he can feel it, something is about to happen and this time in a very long time he cannot wait to know what it is.

In Dream Land With Damian

Damian is recalling a childhood memory, one were he is feeling happy...RARE for him in the League there's no happiness other than when the enemy is finished off and yet that's just the feeling of being proud nevertheless he won’t bother trying to guess he’s about to find out….

11 years ago.

“We have found the enemies hide out,” says a shadow at the other end of the room.

Talia turns to look at Damian, “this mission will take longer then expect Damian so I’ll give you a task.. A test per say.”

Damian scowled in order to cover up his hurt expression. He was feeling unwanted and he hated it, (when will I ever meet her expectations?) Damian turned to look at his mother, he tried to speak with an icy tone but his voice was still very kid-like much to his dislike, “what would it be Mother?”

Talia looks around and spots a young girl with dark hair smiling and waving goodbye to an old lady; perhaps her grandma? Talia doesn’t concern herself with that and points, “that girl with pigtails learn her secrets and make sure to be on plain sight.”

Damian looks at the girl and studies her for a moment, “gain her trust to learn her secret very well. Deposing her body won’t be a problem because she's small. However why plain sight? You’ve taught me the target should never have the privilege of seeing us for we are assassins of the shadows.…”

Damian watches the whole scene play out and repeats the same words Talia is saying; “not all missions will be that easy Damian, in some you’ll need to be in plain sight and blend with the crowd .. Act your age while we are on this mission no child talks like a 40 year old..”

Tt.. that was the first time he recalls his mother making fun of the way he spoke, but also the first time she showed him how to do a mission outside of the shadows. His thoughts are interrupted by his younger self's voice.

“yes mother”

Talia looks at Damian as he walks away with a smirk which could make anyone easily miss the pain in her eyes, “ I wish I could do more for you Damian.”

Damian hadn’t followed his old self just yet waiting to see what his mother would do behind his back, he hadn’t expected to see her act so..sad? It confused him. Why would she be feeling sad?

Damian followed the girl everywhere she went; he was getting annoyed she hadn’t noticed. He started thinking of just going up to her but that was against what his mother said so he just stayed and observed, two older men tried to grab the girl and Damian almost stepped in but saw her turn to look at the guy and smiled before flipping him. She looked scared and then a woman called nonna appeared next to her.

Gina walked out of the shadows with a grind in her face, “ atta girl, that's how it's done.”

“Gina!?” the two older men exclaimed, earning them a glare.

“you! don’t dare Gina me what where ya trying to do to my precious little fairy?” Gina was pissed she wanted to check out a shop and let marinette go by herself to a nearby store, but when she hadn’t seen her she started to worry; she asked the women who she last saw Marinette talking to as to what direction she had gone in, once she found out she rushed to her, she knew marinette had been learning “self defense” from her maman but Gina was not prepared to see her granddaughter flip a man, 2x larger than her like it was nothing..

“We saw her alone and tried to get her attention but she didn’t hear us. We were only trying to help her since there was no adult with her. I promise.” One of the men quickly said.

Marinette, realizing what she had done, started apologizing that she hadn’t fully processed what she did. She was only thinking of her maman “the moment they grab you use this technique to use their own weight against them. “

Damian had been watching the whole time he didn’t recall this happening. Why couldn’t he remember the girl's face?

Damian's younger self decided to step closer and tried to act like a boy he saw nearby.

Damian cringed, he felt embarrassed at his young self’s actions. How could he have thought that was a good impression???

Damian started pretending to stammer and look embarrassed(pathetic was the only word repeating on his mind) “um excuse me? I-..”

“Oh well hello there are you lost ? What's your name?” Gina said patiently, waiting for the boy's reply.

“I’m Damian. I wanted to talk to your granddaughter but I couldn’t bring myself to... could I play with her”

Damian watched as the interaction went along (the second hand embarrassment burned) before he shifted to a different time, he watched as his younger self hung out more with the girl; small fractions of memories. He felt himself being pulled yet again to a new setting. His younger self was in a room with his mother explaining how flexible and good at Chinese martial arts she was. His mother looked intrigued by this. He explained how the girl had sharp eyes and amazing senses. She proved this while she made him a scarf that matched him well. Then finally the secret.

Damian watched his younger self, he was curious about this girl's secret.

“ Her secret is that she has no secrets”

Talia and Damian asked in usion “what?”

His younger self stiffend but didn't back down “ she hold no secrets she is an open book to good for her own good”

After a moment Talia softly spoke“ you’ve done well. Your mission is over and we leave in 3 days”

Damian scowled at the whole thing he hated the fact he wasted his time in a stupid dream and never found out the girls name. His younger self spoke, making him pause and listen. What could be so important for him to speak after getting told the mission was completed?

“Mother, if I may ask shouldn’t we take her? She has a great potential that could help the league and her sharpness would be a great advantage. Grandfather also mentioned choosing a betrothed for myself. She would make an adequate candidate if not a bride. She is bearable compared to the rest of the imbeciles I’ve seen and she would be loyal to me, not grandfather. It’d be a waste to dispose of her while she’s this young.”

Damian flushed red… How could I have said such a thing? I would never ! I don't remember saying this..

“you're right, however she is a girl your grandfather will see as unworthy. She is a normal child. I'm sure she has never seen blood. It's best she remains as she is. As well if the girl was not loyal to your grandfather she would be killed in order for a new bride to take her place. If you're worried about assassinating her, we won’t be disposing of her. She still has good use; we may encounter her again someday.”

Damian saw his younger self expression darken.. While trying to say how it didn’t matter to him if the girl died or not. This caused Damian to pause and think when did he get such childlike emotions?

His younger self left to see the girl. The girl upon seeing his younger self dashed to his side and gave him a pair of training clothes.

“What's this for?”

“your old ones looked too worn so..uh I copied their style and added more protection you can’t tell but I.. I hope you like it.” Marinette had seen the bruises in one of their play dates and she took it upon herself to make him clothes that would protect him.

Damian gives her a sad smile, “ I'll wear it.”

Marinette gives him a sweet smile, “ I'm leaving today so I wanted to give this to you. it was nice meeting you I’m sorry I didn't tell you sooner I just found out today! But I’m glad you were able to relax the way you talk..”

Gina interrupts their conversation, “ my little fairy we have to go now hop on already! it was nice meeting you damian.”

Damian nods, he could only see the girl get on the bike and give her a small wave before disappearing into the distance. He went back to his mother and explained what had occurred. Talia studied the outfit and told him she approved of it. 3 days later and they were gone. Damian forgetting all about the girl.

After saying her goodbyes Marinette was a bit down she hoped they would meet again..even though he never got to know her name she hoped he would remember her. Gina knew what Marinette was thinking about but stayed silent.. Damian didn’t ask for Marinettes name because he didn’t want to get attached but how could she tell Marinette that. It would break her little fairies heart so she stayed quiet and rode her bike to their next destination.

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[blackroserelina]

Sibling Jason/ Bio Dad Bruce AU Part 1

Ok. So I have this weird crazy, probably stupid idea, but I have to get it off my mind. So, here do with it what you will. If you end up writing this tag me. If you use AO3 I’m BlackRose_Relina there.

So idea Marinette and Jason are half-siblings. Same mother, different fathers. Mari's father is Bruce. Jason and Marinette grow up together but get separated. When Jason is taken in by Bruce, he tries to find her but can't, so he asks Bruce for help, but neither of them can find her anywhere. (at this time, Bruce only knows her as Jason's sister and doesn't know she is his daughter too. Jason and Mari grew up never knowing they had different fathers growing up.) Mari ends up in Pairs with the Dupan-Changs and is raised by them. A few years later. Marinette ends up in the hospital. (maybe from bulling, or maybe Lila "accidentally" pushed her into oncoming traffic) While at the hospital, they had to test her blood for some reason (maybe, to see what blood type she is). At the same time, a program that Bruce set up, goes off with 2 matches.

Bruce is off plant when the alert goes of so and Jason is in the cave at the time when it went off. (he snuck in to do something, maybe plat a bomb.) so he sees it and that is how he finds out. To keep Bruce off her makes sure Bruce never sees the results and then drops what he is doing and goes strait to Pairs and kidnaps her from the hospital. Jason because of the pit madness and since Marinette is a true ladybug not only does he has his big brother instincts to protect her but also the pit whispering in his ear to protect, protect, protect, she is his no one else. to hide her away so no one can ever hurt her. which make him act irrationally and takes her from the hospital in the middle of the night and leaves the city with her to someplace he thinks he can keep her safe.

like the next day after she goes missing Bruce is having a meeting with an old friend Jared(Jagged) when Jagged gets a call and is told about Marinette and how she was missing from the hospital. after Jagged hung-up Bruce knew something was wrong base on what he could hear and decided to look into it. (Bruce knows Jagged has a niece and her name. after the the Dupain-Chengs toke her in they changed Marinette's last name to be the same as them. so Bruce never made the conation.) It was only when he was looking into Marinette herself to see why someone would take her did he find out about her adoption and who she is. (he still doesn't know she is his daughter he finds out only when he notes something isn't right with that program it takes him a few days to realize.) He may not have been able to save his son but he will not let Jason's sister die to.

Part 2

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[lily-drake]

Peter and His Pixie

Neverland is home to Lost Boys like me, And Lost Boys like me are free

Previous

After a year of collecting money he was almost able to afford the private investigator that was highly recommended by Gotham’s middle class, he just needed a bit more.  He’d find his Pixie no matter what, she was his Pixie after all.  He looked around for a good car to steal parts from when he saw the jackpot.  The Batmobile.  It looked like it had just gotten new tires, but the hubcaps hadn’t been replaced yet.  Surely he wouldn’t mind if he took those old things, it was for a good cause after all, and Batman was known for his “good causes”.  Looking around he didn’t see anyone so he quickly got to work.  After years of doing this, he was able to remove and hide the first three tires.  He was headed back for the forth when he heard a deep voice say,

“Coming back to finish?”

He jumped and held his tire-iron out in defense when his eyes landed on the big bat himself.  He turned to run, but wasn’t able to get far as the dark figure lured over him and grabbed the hood of worn out red hoodie.  He wasn’t afraid though, he couldn’t afford to be afraid, he needed to find his sister d*it!

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Tightening his grip on his weapon he grit his teeth.  He wasn’t going to get out of this, and it would do more harm than good to attack him. He would just have to find a few more different cars to steal from.  With a sigh he said,

“I’ll put ‘em back.”

Batman raised a brow and stepped aside and released his hood, but still kept close enough to grab him if he tried to run again.  He got the tires out of their hiding places and quickly reattached them.  Once he was done he tried to leave but the stupid bat grabbed him once more.

“Come with me.”

Oh no.  He had to get away now .

“Like h***.  I put ‘em back now, leave me alone.”

It seemed he didn’t have a choice though as he was thrown into the Batmobile and the hatch closed when the Bat was in too which meant that he no longer had a way of escape.  The next thing he knew was the car was speeding off at nearly impossible speed and soon after he was in a dark cave.  The hatch opened, but Jason didn’t dare get out now.  He only dared to peek out slightly where he saw an old nicely dressed man standing and waiting there for them.  

“Oh goody, company.”

The old man said with a heavy British accent.  He stayed on guard, he doubted that any good could come from being taken by The Batman.

“Please do follow me.”

The man said again, as he turned to walk away.  Jason turned and saw Batman staring at him, he quickly followed the old guy not wanting to be near Batman in case he got any other ideas.  He followed him to some stairs and stayed a few feet behind him as he followed to make sure there weren’t any traps.  He was led to a hall that looked extremely fancy.  He felt out of place in his torn up hoodie and torn jeans.  He was led to a room where the man opened a large door and walked inside first, as if to demonstrate that there was not a trap there.

“Welcome to Wayne Manor young master.  My name is Alfred Pennyworth and I am at your service.  I will try to find some suitable clothes while you go wash.  I will also provide a warm meal, please ask if you need anything.”

After that he walked away.  Wait.  Did he say Wayne Manor?!  As in playboy Bruce Wayne’s manor?!  He hesitated before he cautiously went into the room as there was still a chance that there was some type trap set in place for when he entered.  The room was big, too big for comfort.  It was cold, then again he’s always been cold since he lost his Pixie Dust.  Some stupid Captain Hook took her from him.  He needed to save his Pixie back!  He looked around the room looking for any  recording devices.  When he found none, he went to the bathroom and did the same thing before he dared to even touch his hoodie.  When he was done looking and concluded that there was indeed nothing there, he stared at the large bathtub/shower.  It was big, fancy, and filled with bathing supplies.  Maybe a bath wouldn’t hurt, he honestly didn’t remember the last time he took one.  

He closed and locked the door, checking multiple times that it was really and truly locked, he stripped and stepped into the warm water of the shower.  He washed his hair multiple times until brown and gray stopped coming out from his hair.  It felt nice to be clean again, he would have stayed in the warm water for the rest of his life if he were able.  But the thought that somewhere out there, his sister could potentially be being beaten, dead, or worse…raped, filled his mind and all he wanted to do was get out and go back to searching for her.  He needed to get back to his safehouse where he kept all of his cash.  He just a little more then he could find her!  He could nick something from the manor here, he doubted the man would miss it, and that would be more than enough to pay for the investigator!  But, that’s not what ended up happening in the end.

________ He lived with Bruce for about a year and became his Robin a few months after he took him in that fateful night.  It was August when he felt small aches and pain in random places.  He was used to it as he sometimes felt them before he got adopted by Bruce, but they felt more frequent now.  He often felt uneasy, but it wasn’t the manor, it was something else.  He just didn’t know what yet.

________ He didn’t fully trust Bruce yet, even after a year of being with him.  He didn’t want to tell him about his sister, but he must have known about her by now.  He highly doubted they hadn’t checked his background, yet Bruce had never mentioned anything about her.  He did all his research for her at the library, he refused to risk it.  He didn’t want his sister roped into his new crazed life if he did find her.  He knew she’d try to get herself involved if she knew.  He was able to narrow down his search, but he still hadn’t found her!  He hired the investigator, a better one than the guy he was going to use from before, but he hadn’t been much help yet.

________ Gotham Academy was …interesting.  He hated the uniforms, but he was just happy that he was able to go back to school.  Unfortunately it was very uptight, and everyone there were snobs that looked on him even though he currently had the highest marks in almost all of his classes.  He knew he didn’t belong there, he knew he was just a street kid who got lucky, but dang it if he wasn’t going to take advantage of everything he could get before Bruce finally saw that and kicked him back out onto the streets.  He hoped beyond all belief that his sister was ok, that may be she too was at least receiving a good education wherever she was.  He hoped she got lucky and was able to escape if she was put into a horrible place like his thoughts often imagined.  She would probably fit in here.  She always had this magical way of attracting people to her.

________ Bruce just didn’t seem to understand.  These people were ruining Gotham!  It was best to take them out before they do any more harm to the city because he knew that they wouldn’t be prosecuted.  The system was too corrupt!  He’s not saying they need to kill them, just make sure that they can’t hurt anyone else by giving them a permanent injury or two.  Gotham will never get better if they keep breaking out of the revolving door that is Arkham and Blackgate just to continue to hurt more and more people.  As he was looking through some information on the Batcomputer he noticed a file off to the side.  It was information he had gathered from Jason’s search for his sister.  Bruce had been going through his information even when he wasn’t using any of his personal things to do his own search for her.  There was a message from the investigator he had hired that stated that it appeared that she had been taken to Ethiopia.  Why would Bruce hide this from him?  There were notes next to the message saying how it might not be true, but he didn’t want to risk it.  He didn’t have time to waste, he didn’t have time to ask Bruce to take him there, and didn't want to risk him saying “no” when she was so close!  So he left, he was going to bring her back to him even if it was the last thing he did.

________ It turns out what he did was a terrible decision.  He didn’t think that the man would trick him so that he would run right into the Joker of all people.  Now here he was beaten to a pulp by the Joker by a crow bar about to die in an empty warehouse with the only thought being that he needed to escape so that he could find his sister.  He didn’t want her to find out that he died if she ever returned.  He just wanted to see her smile one last time.  The bomb slowly ticked down as memory after memory played through his mind as he wiggled the locked handle that lead to the outside world.  Tears slipped down his cheek as he chanted over and over in his mind,

“Sorry Pix, I wasn’t able to find you, I’m so sorry.  Please be safe, please be alive, keep going for me.”

3…

2…

1….

Batman was moments too late.  The bomb exploded and with it Jason.  

________ Marinette was now 23-years-old and aching in the invisible grief that devoured her life.  She just wanted to go home.  There was nothing left for her anymore in Paris.  She had taken the black cat, butterfly, and peacock miraculi back and made sure that Gabriel and Natalie were placed behind bars for their crimes.  Now that she and her class were adults she no longer had anyone to protect.  So with the money she saved from commissions she bought a ticket and flew back to Gotham, back to her home.  She had to see if her brother, her Peter that made her want to fly away, was still there, still looking for her.  She was bouncing in anticipation, she couldn’t wait to see him after so many long and painful years.  She just knew she’d recognize him if they crossed paths, she just hoped he’d recognize her.

It was night, which was a terrible time to be out.  She didn’t mean to leave this late, but she was held back at the grocery store line.  As she walked back to her apartment, pepper spray clenched tightly in hand, she listened for even the smallest of sounds as she continued her walk past the alleys.  When she began to hear footsteps behind her she turned a corner and waited for the person foolish enough to think they could trick her.  Never again she told herself.  Never again would she fall victim to another person’s schemes to use her for their own personal gain.

The sound of footsteps stopped at the mouth of the alley and when she saw the figure turn she sprayed the pepper spray in the person’s eyes.  She heard the giant man scream in pain as she kicked him in the groin and kicked his temple successfully knocking him out.  She knew how to play dirty, she knew playing dirty was the only way to survive in this place.  She looked up and saw a figure on the roof above her.  She looked up the vigilantes here to see what she had missed, there had been three new Robins since she had been taken, and one of them went missing, many theorized he was killed.  The original moved on and became Nightwing.  But the one on the roof was definitely not the current Robin.  This one was big and had a hideous red helmet covering his head.

“Hey, are ya gonna come help?”

She called.  He had been watching her for a bit, and she didn’t know why.  When the figure landed beside her she studied him closely still on guard.  It seemed he was watching her just as intently.

“New here?”

He asked, the helmet distorting his voice to sound more cold and mechanical, yet he still sounded almost familiar.

“No, I lived here for the first eleven years of my life.  Was taken and shipped to Paris while on the streets.”

He also felt familiar.  Something in the back of her mind said that she could trust him, and she had learned early on in her time as Lady Beetle to never ignore her instincts.

He lifted his hands to touch his helmet in certain places at the back of his head as if to take it off.  She got ready in a battle stance and prepared herself.  But she wasn’t prepared.  No.  She wasn’t prepared at all.  There he stood.  She didn’t need to see his eyes to know who he was.  He had his face, there were even a few scars on his face where she had patched him up.  She knew this man in front of her, she had known her for all of her life before she had been stolen from him.

“Peter?”

“Pixie Dust?”

She broke.  She ran into his arms and sobbed.  He held her tightly to him as well, gently swaying them side to side for a bit before he leaned down and whispered,

“Can I take you back to my safe house?  We can talk there.”

All Marinette could do was nod against his chest.  Goodness he had gotten so tall!  With that confirmation he quickly lifted her in a backward piggyback hold and ran back to his safe house, to their safe house.  

“I d-didn’t mean t-to be taken.  I t-tried to fight.  I-I…”

“Shhhh…. It’s ok Pix.  It’s ok now.  I’ve got you.  I know for a fact it wasn’t your fault.”

Tears fell down both the siblings' cheeks as they were finally reunited.  

“I’m s-so glad I f-found you.”

“Me too Pix.  I never stopped lookin’.  I swear it.”

“I know.”

Now, Red Hood had plans that night.  He was going to stake out a warehouse near Crime Alley where people thought that they could bend his rules then plot a course of action to teach the morons a lesson on why you follow the Red Hood’s rules; but when he saw familiar dark hair, when he saw those blue eyes in the dark, when he saw her take down the man with moves that he had taught his sister, he just had to be 100% sure.  He needed to check to make sure it was really true.  So when he talked to her, listened to her voice, saw the freckles on her face, the familiar scars from when they were on the streets, he knew that whatever his plans for the night were, they were not important anymore, in fact he could always deal with the fools tomorrow.  He had his sister back and she had her brother back, and if Marinette had any say in what would happen next he knew that they would rule the Underground together.  She had been just as intricately involved as he had when they were on the streets.  She knew what the drug trade was like, what criminals were like when they thought they could do whatever they wanted with no consequence.  They both lived through the consequences of those exact actions. If the bags under her eyes and the aged look of a warrior returned from battle had anything to say, she’s seen more than they ever should have while she was away.  For now though, for now they could simply exist together.  Brother and sister reunited after so many years of loss.

Jason hummed a gentle song to his sister, as he continued to rock her as she cried deeply into his chest.  He ran his fingers through her hair, she used to love the feeling whenever he did it before, and placed gentle kisses on the crown of her head every so often.

“I missed you.”

She would whisper.

“Me too.  I’m so glad you’re back.”

He would whisper back.

“I love you Peter.”

“I love you to my Pixie Dust.”

And it would repeat until the early hours where they both fell asleep desperately clinging to the other as both prayed that this wasn’t a dream and that they were indeed reunited at last.

~End~

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Marinette rolled her eyes and Jason shoved her when he saw.

“You worry too much,” she said.

“This is Gotham and I know you have much too low of a level of self preservation,” he responded, eying her skeptically. “Your good luck won’t always protect you.”

“I’m not just relying on good,” she paused as a man, who she guessed was Jason’s roommate Roy walked out, still pulling a shirt over his head. “luck.”

The last word came out slowly. She felt Jason turning to look at her but she was just watching his friend. He was clearly surprised to see her, in a good way. He looked over at Jason who was pulling Marinette back by her flowered dress. Roy turned away and grabbed for his keys. He took a couple tries to grasp the door knob before turning to take one last look at Marinette and then Jason, glaring disapprovingly.

“I was just on my way to buy flowers for you,” Roy said.

Marinette winked at him and he turned and walked into the door before guiltily looking at Jason again.

“You are buying me flowers?” Jason asked. “You really shouldn’t, Roy. No one here needs flowers.”

His last words were almost a low growl. The threat in them was obvious. Roy rushed away and Marinette was disappointed that she had to leave before he returned. She knew he was staying away to avoid her. Jason knew it too and eventually he threw her out with the excuse that she would need to be home before dark. It was noon.

---

It was weeks of intentionally showing up at Jason’s apartment unannounced before she managed to see Roy again. He was coming home and she was sitting on the counter drinking coffee while Jason was finishing getting ready.

“Well, hello,” Marinette greeted.

He froze in place and looked around for Jason. She thought he might be considering running back out the door. Her eyes danced as she smiled while sipping her coffee. He just stayed in place but didn’t respond. Marinette set down the cup and walked up to him.

“I never did get your name,” she whispered.

“Marinette,” he said.

It wasn’t a statement or quite a question. He was trying to warn her away but he didn’t want to tell her to stop.

“Hmmm, that's my name too.” she reached out and put her hand on his chest, leaning close to him. “I do like to hear you say it though.”

“Sorry. I’m Roy,” he said, backing away from her.

“That you are. Did you ever get those flowers?”

Roy looked over as a door opened and Jason stepped out. He looked between the 2 and gave her a look. She shrugged and turned away.

“Are you ready now?”

“I am definitely ready to have you out of my apartment,” Jason said.

He turned her away and pushed her towards the door. She craned her neck around so she could still see Roy.

“It doesn’t have to be just us. Roy could come too if he is hungry, or even just thir–”

Jason’s hand covered her mouth and she was barely still on her feet as he pushed her through the door. He closed it firmly and locked it behind him. They were nearly at his car before he removed his hand from her mouth.

“That was really unnecessary. There is no need to be rude.”

“Stop hitting on my roommate. You’re making him uncomfortable.”

“Oh come on. I’m sure I could find a way to make him comfortable. You not glaring at him would be a good start.”

“No. Find someone else.”

“You warn me about Gothamites all the time. Now you think I should date one?”

“No. You should probably stay single forever.”

He tried to end the conversation by getting in the car but she wasn't done yet.

“Then no one would ever call you Uncle Jason.”

“Jeez, are you saying you want to have kids with Roy?”

“How would I know that if you won’t even let me have a conversation with him?” she asked then added. “They would be really cute kids though.”

---

Jason had relaxed a little bit after that conversation. He conceded that they could say least be friends but he still didn’t want her dating Roy. His solution was to stop giving dirty looks whenever the 2 were in the same place, mostly.

Marinette wasn’t sure Roy actually qualified as a friend, but they were definitely friendly. Today was the first time they were actually alone and she was fairly certain that Jason had not meant for that to be the case. He had messed up when making cake for Roy’s birthday. He called Marinette in a panic, leaving his spare key under the mat so she could get in and start baking before he returned with the rest of the things she needed to make his favorite cake. She had brought what she had and texted Jason a list of additional things to pick up.

“You’re back sooner than I expec-” she had a long pause when she saw Roy instead of Jason, “-ted.”

She thought it was Jason coming in so she didn’t even think about how she looked. She was crouched over cleaning up the eggs she had knocked off the counter when there was a loud thump behind her. She looked back expecting Jason to be back with the supplies sooner than she expected but instead it was Roy. She wasn't sure he was quite immune to the display she had just given while she was bent over.

Then she remembered she was still in her pajamas.

He wasn’t supposed to be home until after she had showered and changed into what she was wearing to the party later. Her hair was uncombed and just pulled up out of the way. She just got egg all over her to go with the flour she had dumped earlier. Luckily she hadn’t started the frosting or she would probably have it smeared across her cheek.

He leaned against the fridge and smirked at her. She wasn’t sure how to take it. He would never flirt back with her but she knew he had a sense of humor. She just never saw it directed towards her. He was always oddly formal.

"Looks like we finally got the kitchen decorated."

“I know it's dirty, but I swear I’ll clean it up. I just dropped some things.”

She looked around at the mess. Jason typically kept the kitchen pristine. He was even annoyingly organized and mess free even when he cooked. He picked on her all the time for it. That was fine. He was basically her brother. But now she was standing in front of her crush and she looked a mess after making a mess.

"Dirty can be fun," he said in a soft voice.

Whatever her response was going to be was cut off when the door opened and Jason walked in with the bags. Roy disappeared as soon as the lock made a noise and Marinette was left trying to remember where she was in the recipe. She turned back to the bowl only to remember that she had egg all over her that needed to be washed off.

Jason looked around confused at the mess and the sound of a door closing within the apartment.

“Your roommate returned,” she said quietly.

Jason tilted his head, trying to get her to elaborate but she just turned back to what he was doing. She didn’t even pay attention when he stalked off to Roy’s room instead of his own to see what he made her sad.

---

The kitchen was clean and the cupcakes were a big hit. Marinette had cleaned herself and successfully avoided Roy the rest of the day. She hadn’t actually wanted to avoid him completely. She was pretty sure it was him who was avoiding her. She got proof when she saw him later. The party was going strong and he had just refilled his drink and was getting a cupcake when he looked up and their eyes met. Nothing else in the room mattered to her at that moment except the way he was watching her. She took a step in his direction but that is when everything changed. He glanced away and then darted off.

Jason was glaring at the spot he had been standing when she had looked back.

She huffed at him and went to get her own drink. She wished there were stronger drinks here but since Roy didn’t drink there was no alcohol here and no need to have it at his party. Probably for the best. She was known for being a bit more forward when she was drinking. She might demand to know what Roy was thinking when he seemed to be flirting with her earlier. She had been very clear about her thoughts on him but he had always ignored it. But he had definitely seemed as interested earlier today as he had been when they first met.

Instead she walked around the room, making conversation with everyone else while keeping an eye on Roy. She decided that was a bad idea when he was laughing with some other girl she didn’t know. His hand was on her arm and she was laughing along with him.

At least he would have a good birthday.

Dejected, she headed towards Jason’s room. She wasn’t really feeling in the mood to party anymore. She walked over to the bookshelf to find something to distract her. There was movement behind her but she didn’t turn. She didn’t want to listen to Jason tell her how she could find someone else. She couldn’t seem to get that first meeting out of her head. Maybe it was that she hadn’t met anyone more interesting since moving here.

She turned suddenly when Roy spoke.

“Are you hiding in here?” he asked.

“I don’t think I’ve been hiding.”

She turned back to the books, not wanting him to see how she was feeling. She would have to get over him eventually. She might as well let it be by knowing he was with someone else.

“But you are now.”

She turned back to face him, no longer caring that he might be able she wanted to cry.

“Did you get what you wanted for your birthday?”

He turned back to look at her. He reached out and brushed his fingers down the side of her face. The slight touch made her skin tingle and she closed her eyes, just for a moment.

“We can’t always get what we want.”

He started to go but she grabbed his shirt to stop him. His arms went around her and she pushed herself against him. He met her halfway, covering her mouth with his. Her back pushed into the bookshelf but she didn’t even notice. She was lost in the feeling of his lips against hers. She pushed back against him as he deepened the kiss. He sat down on the bed and she climbed into his lap. Everything was perfect until he leaned back.

He pulled back from her and looked around as if he just now remembered it wasn’t his room. He stood up suddenly. He moved her to the bed and left the room. By the time Marinette had gotten up to follow him, he was already in his room. She barely caught a glimpse of him before his door shut and she heard the lock click.

She stopped in the bathroom to make sure there was no evidence of their kiss or her mood so she moved back through the party unnoticed before she left. Even Jason couldn’t see how she was really feeling at that moment.

---

Weeks had gone by and Jason definitely thought she was acting weird but she was able to brush it off with how busy she was at the moment. She deflected his concern with how tired or short on time she was until he insisted she take a break for a movie night. By insisting, she meant he basically kidnapped her from her apartment and removed her from the temptation to work or stay up later.

They ordered way too much food and Jason put on a movie. It was halfway through when Roy came home. He saw all the food out and helped himself before joining Jason in the living room. Marinette didn’t think he was able to see her before he sat down. Jason’s frame was blocking hers and it was dark.

He looked rather uncomfortable but magically Jason didn’t notice. It wasn’t long later before Marinette realized Jason was asleep. She wasn’t sure if he had been asleep when Roy had entered or not. But she thought that Roy may have noticed at the same time because he sat back and visibly relaxed.

Of course, what Jason thought was too important. Even if it meant making out with her in secret and running off. Marinette was hurt but the mere possibility of Jason being upset was what mattered.

She was surprised that she was suddenly angry about it. She knew it bothered her but she had thought she was over it after having not seen him since his birthday. Clearly that wasn’t the case. She went into the bathroom to cool off. She didn’t want to yell at Roy and risk waking Jason up. That would be bad no matter the circumstances. Jason did not wake happy.

Roy was in the hallway when she stepped back out. The movie was still playing a happy song that did not go with the current mood.

“Careful,” Marinette warned. “If you get too close, I might kiss you again.”

“You promise?” he quipped.

She knew he didn’t mean it but she was surprised when tears were suddenly burning her eyes. It was always that way when she was angry. She got heated and her eyes responded. She was grateful for the darkness that gave her the cover to blink them away.

“Don’t toy with me. It isn’t cute.”

“It’s a complicated situation,” he said.

“Because you don’t want to kiss me.”

“Because I do want to. It’s just that Jason–”

She raised her hand and cut him off. “That’s enough of that. Go kiss Jason then.”

She pushed past him but he snaked an arm around her to stop her. Her heart was beating fast and she had to stop herself from sinking against his chest.

“We just have to ease Jason into the idea.”

She lifted his arm away from her and stepped away. She picked up her keys and purse and headed for the door. Roy followed her and tried to stop her.

“It’s late. You can just stay here or I can drive you.”

“Goodbye Roy.”

She turned and walked out the door but it took much longer than the trip home for her to get calm again.

---

It was a bad idea.

Jason was out of town and she was going out to a Jagged Stone after party. But before the concert, she had stopped by to see Roy. She looked good. She didn’t worry about that at all. She was dressed for the concert. He had definitely noticed but still when she invited him to come with them, he said no.

So she had changed.

Jason might kill her for the outfit but he wasn't there to stop her. It was definitely a way more noticeable choice, mostly because there was way less of it to notice.

She didn’t tell Roy about the change at all. But Luka and Alya took over.

She knew that Luka had taken a picture of her in the outfit. He even listened to Alya and sent it to Roy. Marinette shrugged.

“I’m not involved with this,” Marinette said. “He won’t care enough to change his mind."

They showed her the phone after. The message clearly went from sent to seen.

Bubbles showed up that Roy was typing but then they disappeared. She watched for another moment but they didn’t come back so she took the phone away and dropped it into her bag.

"I'm getting over him tonight," she promised.

She ran out to join Jagged for a dance and it seemed like everyone there was dancing. She spent the evening trying not to think about Roy so she made sure to dance with plenty of other people if nothing else, to remind herself that she had options. She was pulling herself from another one hours later when Alya came up to her in a panic.

“In my defense, I was left unsupervised,” Alya said.

“That doesn’t sound good. What did you do?”

“I’ll supervise you,” the guy she had been dancing with said, slinging an arm around her shoulder as well as Alya’s and pulling them close. “I can handle supervising both of you.”

“Is that my phone?” Marinette asked.

“Oh, is that the problem?” Alya asked. “That explains a lot.”

She nearly fumbled the phone as Alya shoved it at her. That is when she realized that there was a video call with Roy.

“Roy? Did you call me?” Marinette asked.

“Who is that guy?” the other guy asked.

Marinette shoved the guy off and looked around for someplace where she could hear Roy better.

“Marinette, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. What’s going on?” Roy moved and she could see lights behind him and the background was shifting. “Are you driving?”

“I’m almost there. I can take you home.”

“You want me to go home with you? This is all so sudden,” she said.

“Not home with me,” he shouted over the noise. “You just need to be home.”

“Sorry Roy, don’t bother. I’m not going home tonight. I’m still picking who I’m leaving with.”

She hung up her phone and shoved it back in her bag. She looked around for Alya. She spotted her across the room moving away quickly. Before she could chase after her Luka intervened, dragging her to the dance floor.

“Out of the way, Luka. I need to go kill Alya.”

Luka spun her around and wrapped his arms around her stomach holding her back against his chest and swaying.

“Be a lover, not a fighter, Nette.”

“You have no idea what she did though.”

“Mmhmm. That would be true if I weren't standing right beside her the whole time.”

Marinette shoved against him to break away. “You too? Why?”

Luka pointed behind her where a very determined Roy was pushing past people to get to her. She would have cowered against Luka if he hadn’t evaporated at the sight of the other man.

“Get your things,” Roy said. “We are leaving.”

“I’m not going anywhere. I’m having fun.”

“I have seen your fun. You are leaving if I have to drag you out of here.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

Marinette stood facing him. There was a crowd gathering to watch but making it a dare seemed to cement it in Roy’s mind. He reached over lightning fast and picked her up. He put her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Marinette was left using one hand to hold her skirt down while she used the other fist to uselessly hit Roy on the back. He didn’t seem to notice at all.

Ayla appeared to have her bag ready but she handed it to Roy and ran off again without helping her.

"You can thank me later," Alya shouted back, before she headed back inside.

"Put me down now!"

Marinette pulled her dress back down as he put her back on her feet. She crossed her arms and was ready to unleash on him. But before she said anything. He leaned down and kissed her. Nothing touched but their lips. When she didn’t immediately respond he pulled back. Still remaining with his lips a breath away from hers he whispered.

“I’m sorry. I could ignore what I wanted at every time even knowing that it hurt you. But I can’t watch you with someone else.”

“What about Jason? I thought he told you no.”

“I will stop and get him flowers on the way home.”

She pushed forward until their lips met again for a brief kiss before he took her have and walked her to his car.

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Where Do I Belong? Chapter 2

It is 3:40 AM and the letters now look like colours. I hope this is semi-comprehensible but if it is not, I am sorry

This chapter mostly focuses on getting the ball rolling on Lila's redemption arc

3 weeks.

3 weeks since her parents had died.

3 weeks since she moved in, temporarily with Adrien.

2 weeks and 5 days since her Nona had been ruled out as a reliable parent.

2 weeks and 3 days since her Grandpa Rolland had been approved and she had moved in with him.

1 week since she buried her parents.

6 days since Adrien and Nathilie disappeared from the Agreste mansion without a trace.

3 weeks since her life was turned on its head and thrown in the trash.

Marinette sighed, splashing her face in the sink.

She was still hunched over the sink, scrubbing the evidence of tears from her face, when the stall door behind her opened.

In the past Marinette would have tensed up at being alone in a room with Lila, but she was just too tired, too numb, to even care.

For a while there was silence, nothing but the sound of Lila washing her hands.

Marinette, finished with drying her face, was almost to the restroom door when a wet, trembling hand grabbed ahold of her sweater.

Marinette turned, eyes widening as Lila broke down in sobs before her.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! It wasn’t supposed to- this wasn’t supposed to happen! It’s all wrong! It's wrong! It’s wrong! It’s wrong!”

Marinette crouched down beside her, confusion overcoming her.

“What’s wrong, Lila?”

“Everything!”

Marinette took her into her arms, at a complete loss of what to do as Lila broke down against her.

After a while Lila’s sobs softened into small hiccups, her breathing becoming more regular than it was.

“I never wanted this, you know?”

Marinette raised an eyebrow, staying silent to let her get her thoughts out.

“My mom and I  used to travel a lot, it's always just been us, drifting from place to place. The longest I ever stayed in one city was 8 months.”

“When we moved to Paris, Mom told me that we were here to stay. I didn’t believe her.”

Lila sniffs, wiping her nose on a paper towel.

“I started lying so long ago that I can barely even remember when it started, but I know I turned into a habit when I was around 10. They were usually harmless, I would tell just enough to seem interesting, to look important, and then we would move. I never had to worry about it, I was just having fun, y’know?”

“Then we came to Paris.”

Lila pulls away from Marinette, leaning against the wall instead of her.

“Everyone here was already so- so special! Nothing I could think of seemed like enough to make me important to you guys! So, I started telling bigger stories. I wanted you all to remember me when I left, but then I figured out we really weren't leaving.”

“By then everything had already spiraled out of control! Nothing was going right! First it was the lies, then it was Adrien, and then it was you!”

“You had everything I ever wanted! After a while, everything I lied about was just something that you had already done! You met Jagged Stone? I saved his kitten. You met Clara Nightingale? I helped her write her next song. You were friends with everyone! Everyone loved you! And I wanted that so bad!”

“And Adrien- Adrien! I really just wanted to be his friend, I just didn’t know how to make him my friend. So I started trying to impress him. When that didn’t work I tried to get close to him. When that didn’t work I practically welded myself to him so I could just get a chance at being his friend.”

When Lila pauses, Marinette takes a second to look at her in a new light. Noticing for the first time how tired and- sad she looked.

“After a while I realized I never even needed to pretend to be as incredible as I was making myself to be. None of you really cared about that stuff! You all had the same enthusiasm to me saying that I met the prince of Achu to Kim winning his swimming competition.”

“By the time I realized it though, I was in too deep. I tried to tone down my ‘achievements’ or at least make most of them real, for the most part. I tried so hard not to feel bad about lying but- I just couldn’t! It was eating me up inside!”

“I had been planning to apologize for a while now, but then everything happened, your parents, Adrien, it was just never the right time. And I’m sorry to bother you with this now, but I had to tell you. I’m so sorry Marinette, for everything. I don’t want you to forgive me, I don’t think I deserve it after all I put you through, but I am sorry.”

Marinette took a deep breath, allowing herself to absorb all of the information that had just been dumped on her.

“Alright Lila,I’m not going to forgive you, at least not yet but, if you are serious about trying to change. I need you to go tell everyone in our class the truth. They deserve to hear it from your own mouth.”

Lila nods pathetically, taking Marinette’s offered hand and getting to her feet.

“Will you come with me? When I tell them?”

Marinette nods and together they march to their classroom.

The reveal goes as well as they could expect it to, the class is hurt and angry but are willing to listen and try to make amends, with Marinette’s encouragement.

Everyone works to correct mistakes caused by Lila’s lies, actually putting together resumes and portfolios while they still have time instead of relying on Lila’s ‘connections’. 

Alya ended up putting out a message on the Ladyblog that she came to the realization that she hadn’t properly labeled several of her videos as satire, practice, and theories and went back to correct them, including not just the interviews with Lila but several others as well.

While everyone was still hurt and upset at Lila, in comparison to losing the Dupain-Chengs and Adrien’s disappearance, the lies hardly seemed like a big deal. 

That night, everyone went to be with hopes of a better tomorrow.

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Graveyard Siblings (12)

[Masterlist]

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Here)  (Part 13: The END)

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Gabriel sat and stared at the white walls of the interrogation room as the French police investigated the murder of one Maria Todd-Wayne.

MT’s personal assistant, Tam Fox, had received a distress signal from her employer that she had on her since she was from Gotham and had experience various dangerous situation.

Tam went to see what the situation was only to find a bloodied Gabriel Agreste laughing over Maria’s corpse.

According to the Police, evidence and the cameras in the mansion (although the footage was a little finicky like something else was interfering with it.) had shown Gabriel panicking after accidentally pushing his assistant, Natalie Sancouer down the stairs where she had hit her head hard and fell unconscious.

Maria, who had scheduled a meeting with Gabriel to negotiate selling his company to her (which he remembered turning it down after she revealed who she was), walked in on the man while he was trying to move the body elsewhere. He attacked her, thinking she witnessed the fall and to silence her so she wouldn’t report him.

Natalie is currently in a hospital but doctors are baffled and unable to wake her up from her coma.

Although he no longer has a team of lawyers working for him, he managed to hire one of them with what little fortune he had left who had straight out told him that pleading guilty would be the best option.

He had killed Maria Todd-Wayne, MT, one of the world’s greatest and beloved designers since Edna Mode, and one of Bruce Wayne’s children. She also had a lot of celebrity friends like Luka Couffaine, Jagged Stone, Kagami Tsurgi, Felix Culpa and a few superheros like the Bat clan of Gotham, Wonder Woman, Superman.

All of them were calling for his head on a pike, none more so than the Wayne family who were using every resource at their disposal to drag the Gabriel name through mud and destroy whatever is left of what he had dedicated his entire life to built.

So even if by some totally impossible miracle he manages to get off his sentence (through bribery), there will be mobs out for his blood. Jail is the safest option.

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It was not the end of it. The entirety of Paris rear its head when the police uncovered evidence of his time moonlighting as Hawkmoth.

(When in reality, Tim and Barbara dug up many deleted files of his activity as Hawkmoth and left many tracks for the police to follow. There was a few planted physical evidence that Nooroo helped make it look as authentic as possible. Everything Gabriel had tried to cover up, the Bats made sure every dirty laundry of his was there for everyone to see. They are the night. They are vengeance and all that.)

Someone leaked the fake ‘journals’ Gabriel had apparently kept to keep track of akumas and their progress against the heroes. The last page had a paragraph where ‘Hawkmoth’ revealed Ladybug’s identity as Marinette Dupain-Cheng, one of Adrien’s classmates.

(No one ever managed to figure out who had leaked it. Meanwhile, a rich blonde who smiled at her phone before muttering to herself about how ridiculous and utterly ridiculous that she had no black dress that was appropriate for a funeral.)

Paris was horrified to find out that Gabriel had managed to turn Chat Noir against Ladybug and kill her and later, making her death to be a suicide and covering up her death by bribing some officers so the truth wouldn’t be revealed.

The city of Love mourned for their fallen heroine, who fought for them and was finally receiving the justice she deserved a few years too late. But better late than never.

There were memorials for Marinette Dupain-Cheng and lots of people visit her grave to leave flowers and gifts.

Nobody seemed to connect the dots on how similar the long dead Marinette Dupain-Cheng and the recently deceased Maria Todd looked.

Of course, this wouldn’t be a salt fic if Lila and everyone else get dragged along for fun. In HM’s journals, he mentioned getting the help of Lila Rossi (lots of emphasis on the name and many details so there is no doubt that he is talking about another Lila Rossi) for his plan to akumatise Miss Dupain-Cheng which many people now know was Ladybug.

Gina decides it was a good time to drop (a pre-approved) ‘Diary of Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Everyday Ladybug’ containing entries from Marinette’s diaries with a few things redacted for her privacy (plus Miraculous secrets). And all proceeds from the sales of the books going to the Marinette Foundation to help teens in need (set up with help from Wayne Enterprises).

People paled in fear at how close their heroine nearly succumbed to akumatisation many times as she was bullied and isolated.

The book showed how Ladybug was, under her mask, just human. A normal girl with dreams and a crush who wanted to do good for the world. A girl who was also severely bullied and isolated and received no help from the adult figures in her life and only had a few friends who tried their best to support her.

Lila and the akuma class were glared at and everyone whispered of every horrible thing each of them did.

The akuma class’s parents cried and yelled about how their kids turned out like this, and that they had taught them how to be better as they waved Marinette’s book in their hands.

Lila was last seen by everyone to be dragged out of the school by police officers and to be put on trial for aiding Hawkmoth as an accomplice.

Francoise Dupont was investigated and authorities were horrified at how deep the corruption was. Caline Bustier was fired without question and same with M. Damocles. The entire school was reformed and policies were implemented so nothing like what Ladybug had gone through would happen again.

The Dupain-Cheng bakery shut down and moved away from Paris after how many people tried to ask them insensitive questions about Marinette forcefully or vandalising the place for how they had mistreated Marinette.

The lawyer Gabriel had hired quit, regardless of how much Gabriel offered. Which was not very much to be honest. He had nothing now.

Gabriel was charged with a lot of things, his actions as Hawkmoth were at the top of the list and the murder of Maria Todd was second.

He was sentenced to serving a lifetime in a maximum security prison, somewhere cold and where he would have to do a lot of labour.

Natalie will never again wake up from the coma but she was also charged with being an accomplice.

Meanwhile, Emilie moved to London to be closer to her sister after hiding in the States with Adrien as she waited for Gabriel to meet his doom. (Gotham was considered but dropped in favour of the less gloomy Metropolis.)

Adrien gets some backlash for his actions as Chat Noir and his inaction as Adrien to stop Lila from bullying her. If he ever steps into Paris again, people threaten to hunt him down with pitchforks.

A few wanted Emilie to also get arrested but many were sympathetic towards her as she was mostly unaware of how she became cured and she later revealed that she was trying to get away from Gabriel once she found out that he was Hawkmoth.

Chloe did get some haters for her bullying but most of Paris forgave her due to her redemption arc and being friends with Marinette near the end of her life.

It helped that she also had the many charities and non-profit organisations she set up over the years with a few of them in honour of Marinette.

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Across the globe, the Waynes buried another family in the Manor plot.

Jason had insisted on holding off burying the body for a month in case she gets resurrected again and with magic you can never tell so the rest of them complied with his request.

After the one month period ended, they finally held the funeral that Maria had planned.

Jason for a long time stood in front of the grave, desperately hoping for his little sister to dig herself off like she did many years ago when they first met.

After hours had passed and nothing happened, he finally let go and mourned.

The following week, Gotham noticed Red Hood being more violent than usual and that none of the other Bats restrained him.

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Someplace far away, where it is nowhere and everywhere, where the laws of the universe were made and none of them apply, Marinette opened her eyes.

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In Tibet, Guardians tend to their business when an unsettling feeling enters everyone.

Days ago, the Order had come knocking in Gotham for the Miraculouses under Maria’s care. The Bats had handed them over without much resistance except Batman warning them that they would take them back if they were ever found used for evil.

Su-Han went to check on the Miracle Box.

Kwamis’ powers were usually unpredictable especially when they are emotional, with Tikki’s chosen recently deceased, she had retreated into a shell of herself as she grieved. Many other kwamis were in a similar state but Tikki was understandably hit the hardest.

As soon as he got within a few feet of the Box however, it opened and a huge beam of light came out. From within, nineteen balls of lights in different colours emerged and took on an almost humanoid shape with their respective animal characteristics.

The Kwamis were freed.

Soon after, other Boxes in the Temple and all over the world opened with all of the kwamis being freed. Most of them didn’t hesitate to vanish into their home realm where they were from.

Back in the temple, after other kwamis had vanished, only Tikki and Plagg had remained.

“Guardian.” Plagg said the title with mockery. The only Guardian who was ever worthy of that title was Marinette and she had earned it with her kindness. “I think you are wondering what the hell is happening.”

“I demand that you tell me what you are doing right this instant.”

For the first time in a while, Tikki finally spoke.

She told them about how Marinette before she died had managed to find out about the origins of the Miraculous and how Kwamis were not meant to be tied down to the physical plane for this long. 

This was the other imbalance that the Universe brought her back to fix. She had performed the ritual using her blood and soul to slowly destroy the binds tying the kwamis to their Miraculous.

It also meant that Marinette gave up her chance at paradise or reincarnation to give the kwamis their freedom.

“Do not retaliate by attacking the Bats and their chosen city. They didn’t know nor took any part in it. Marinette made sure of that. There will be consequences if you touch them.”

With that, Tikki and Plagg left the mortal plane.

“Sugarcube, just to check. The ritual protection spell we set for Gotham is still in place, right? The one which we changed one of the conditions to as long as they set foot with no intent of harm.”

“Of course, Stinky Sock.”

“Cool, just checking. Because you conveniently left that part out.”

“I gave them a warning. It’s their wish if they choose to ignore it.”

“I think I am rubbing off on you.” Plagg cackled, just thinking about the chaos that would be unleashed if the Order tried to get to the Bats.

Tikki ignored him and instead went faster.

Plagg easily caught up to her, “Looks like someone is eager to see Pigtails again.” He tried to lighten up the tense atmosphere Tikki was giving off.

“It’s not that. I have a feeling that They have more plans for her.” Tikki replied worriedly.

“Pigtails can’t catch a break and such is the fate of the Marked. If it wasn’t for that ‘man’, ” Plagg spat the word out like it was a curse, “this would have never happened.”

“The ones with the Mark are bound to serve Them. Those are the rules. I can only hope that I can give her the peace she deserved with my testimony.”

“And mine too. It is partly my fault that she ended up this way. I should have done better.”

“Plagg, it’s not your fault. You know that.”

“If I had reined in my holder-”

“The blame lies on the man who chose our holders and the man who chose to abuse Nooroo for his selfish desire.”

—---

Marinette looked around her surroundings. Everything was dark but somehow she could still see.

And she sensed many presences surrounding her.

“Who are you?” She asked.

WE ARE THE ONES WHO GAVE YOU THE TASK OF RIGHTING THE WRONG.

The voice was disembodied like many voices speaking over each other and yet somewhat in harmony. It sounded like wind chimes and also the loudest roar of thunder. The voice did not speak nor was it heard. Instead it was like the words washed over her like an ocean wave.

“Okay. So what now?”

YOU WILL BE SENTENCE-

“Stop.” Two figures appeared in front of Marinette. Both of them shielded Marinette from the other presences. “We demand a re-trial.”

There was a slight familiarity from them. One was a tall woman who was all red, from her hair to her clothes to her skin. They were all a varying shade of red with black spots dotting her body. She also had translucent wings on her back which fluttered.

The other figure was of a man who was all black like the woman from his body to his clothes. Marinette could make out cat ears on the top of his head and a tail lazily poked out from his back. The only colour he had other than black was two neon green eyes that held a mischievous glint.

“Tikki? Plagg?” Marinette asked.

“Hiya, Pigtails.”

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(Part 13: The END)

Note: This story is nearing its end. Thank you to everyone for being patient. I will try my best to give a satisfactory sent-off.

Taglist: @local-witch-of-mn, @ladyqnoirr, @lolieg, @istoleyourcookies, @pale-lady-dreamer, @ichigorose, @meow-now, @demonicbusiness, @unoriginalmess, @the-drokainian, @joejosyxd, @questionableboi

#graveyard siblings #ml x dc #maribat #platonic! jasonette #maribat class salt #Gabriel is trash #and he is going to bear the consequences for his actions #idk what the show is doing #i haven't watch but I heard bad things #Karma for him #Karma for Lila #Karma for Adrien #Basically everyone saying that Marinette deserves better

[serenescribbles]

if only

Masterlist

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For the Tag Team Tournament 2022 Day 6 Prompt

For Agony August 2022 Prompts: "I'm Sorry" + "I'll Be Better" + Grief + Begging + Death

CW: Major Character Death (Canonical), Swearing, Mention of Knives, Mention of Blood/Injuries, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Unreliable Narrator, Grief/Mourning, Begging, Denial of Death, Plotting Revenge/Torture

Marinette was 13 when the world turned upside down.

She was 16 when it became right again.

It stopped turning when she was 19.

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@maribat-calendar-events

#maribat #ttt2022 #MB-AgonyAug22 #jasonette #Maribat-AgonyAug22 #AgonyAugust22 #sibling jasonette #dc x mlb #mlb x dc #day 6 #Book Design

[lazy-alex]

@maribat-calendar-events

"Quick nap"

| Jasonette July 2022 | Day 4 | thighs | very short one-shot

[Masterpost]

Marinette likes Jason's thighs.

Not only that he can beat up assholes with it, his thighs are a really good place to nap on!

His thick, muscle-ly thighs are perfect.

Sure it can crush a watermelon but, she knew her brother would never hurt her! So, she took every opportunity to take a nap at his thighs!

Its not her fault that she can't find any place to sleep but there. Especially on nights out. Or long sleep nights. It is the best place to take a nap after an exhausting fight. Even their siblings agree too!

Its the BEST natural pillow she can find!

So its not her fault why Jason couldn't stand up right now. Blame it on his thighs.

Its also not her fault why all of her siblings joined her in the couch. Blame it on the thighs.

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I didn't expect to get sick for two days lol

This one is cute and fluffy

Unlike the next one MUWAHAHAHHAHA

#platonic jasonette #o.o #sibling jasonette #Jasonette #jasonette july #Jasonette July 2022 #batfamily #mlb x dc #maribat

[duskyashe]

AH IT'S HERE! My first post in Jasonette July, following the first prompt, "Aim"! I haven't done much digital art in a while, so this was a fun challenge! Even more so considering most of these were done while in the car, on my phone, with my finger! (Only Marinette was not done mostly in the car, but that's only because I started her yesterday morning and worked on her during whatever down time I had while packing for a road trip cross country, which I'm currently on!) Thanks to @maribat-calendar-events for the great prompt to kick off Jasonette July 2022!!! Hopefully I'll be able to continue participating throughout the month while I'm busy moving!

#jasonette july #Jasonette July 2022 #i drew this instead of sleeping #jason todd #jason x marinette #if you squint #they could just be siblings #miraculous au #miraculous x dc #road trip drawing is best #how do tags even work #batfam #fanart #i had a good time #it was a prompt #dusky draws

[montserita1999]

-Daminette

-enemys to lovers au

-she falls first but he falls harder

- hokey player and figure skater au

- sibling jasonette. Not biologically

#maribat #daminette #jasonette