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peterxwade24 · 1 year
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Bugs and Katten
For Maribat March 2021 day 26 prompt Not Soulmates.
This is only over 21 months late, sorry? I dunno man. I just kinda fell out of love with writing. Anyways, I hope you like this 1196 word long fic featuring basically just Marinette and Adrien.
This is just a self-indulgent found family/chosen family fic about Marinette and Adrien being a chaotic sibling duo.
Kattendame is supposedly Dutch for Cat lady.
Okay, I've rambled enough. On with the story.
Marinette and Adrien had been superheroes — vigilantes Marinette’s brain would traitorously supply — for just a few months when a girl in their class, Alya Cesaire, came across them on patrol and her face lit up with glee.
“I didn’t know Paris had superheroes!” Her voice rose with every word, causing Marinette – Kattendame – to flinch away.
Adrien – Monsieur Punaise – clenched his teeth before clearing his throat. “Ma’am we are citizens, just like you. We may don masks and super suits, but that doesn’t make us not people.”
His whole speech seemed to go in one ear and out the other as Alya took a picture of the way they were standing, Monsieur Punaise in front of Kattendame. “Oh my gosh! Are you two together? Are you dating?”
“No.” Monsieur Punaise stared at Alya with disbelief. “Kattendame and I are simply colleagues, like the members of the Justice League” – Monsieur Punaise watched Kattendame flinch at the mention of the Justice League and filed that information away for later – “and nothing more.”
Kattendame nodded her agreement before her eyes flicked over Monsieur Punaise’s shoulder. “There’s an Akuma in the ninth arrondissement. We’ve gotta go.” Kattendame didn’t spare Alya a glance as she lept from rooftop to rooftop.
Monsieur Punaise offered Alya a soft smile and an uttered, “get home safe”, before he followed his partner over the rooftops.
Alya’s face grew into a sneaky grin, “they are so soulmates.”
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It had been just under two weeks – twelve days, nineteen hours, forty-seven minutes, and a handful of seconds – since Alya had put a post on her blog about how Mr. Bug and Chatte Noir – where Alya had gotten those names Marinette (and Adrien) didn’t know – were soulmates and were secretly dating.The blog post had nearly two million hits, and climbing, and someone had started a comment thread about how obvious the supposed couple was.
Marinette couldn’t believe her eyes, she was sure she and Adrien had kept their relationship professional. She could have sworn that she had kept her distance from Adrien while they were in their suits, unless it was time to fist bump. She kept refreshing the page, hoping it was just a trick of the lighting, but no matter what she did she just kept seeing the same picture of her and Adrien in a compromising position.
Adrien sunk down in the seat next to Marinette, his eyes skimming the blog post before looking over the class. “So, who do you think trusts it explicitly?”
“We know Alya does, for sure, and maybe Rose. Because she loves romance. I’m not sure about anyone else, I haven’t heard anyone else talking about it.” Marinette frowned before switching tabs. The other tab she had pulled up was the live feed of a Wayne Enterprises press conference, Adrien settled against her side and kept a running commentary of wether or not everyone’s outfit was red carpet worthy.
Marinette still couldn’t believe that she and Adrien were going to attend the New York Fashion week with Nathalie and Gabriel. She was hoping that while they were there she’d be able to get in contact with a member of the Justice League, as much as she dislikes the organization she hoped one of them could help them take on Hawkmoth.
Adrien nudged Marinette and pointed to where the class was gathered around Alya. “Do you see how they’re gathered around her like some sort of queen bee?”
Marinette nodded against his arm. “Who do you think believes the rumor the most?”
“Mylène, Rose, Sabrina and Kim seem to be the most into the rumor. Nathaniel seems to be  on the fence about it, almost as if he wishes it isn’t so.” Adrien brushed the hair off of Marinette’s forehead and let out a chuckle. “If only my father could see you now. He would disinvite you from our trip.”
“Gabriel loves me more than he loves you-”
“-ain’t that the truth-”
“-and he would never disinvite me.” Marinette laughed at the face Adrien made. “You know it’s the truth.”
“Just because he’s scared that your mom would break in and steal his precious design book.” Adrien nudged Marinette, “class is about to start back up.”
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Kattendame and Monsieur Punaise stood side by side in front of Nadja Chamack, smiles across their faces.
“So, tell me, are the rumors about the two of you true? Is what the LadyBlog posting about the two of you being soulmates true?”
Kattendame looked at Monsieur Punaise, the Batman to her Catwoman, before frowning at Nadja. “Monsieur Punaise and I are just friends. He’s like my annoying twin brother, and I love him so much more than any of those rumors are saying.”
“Kattendame is definitely the younger twin of this duo.” Monsieur Punaise smirked before ruffling Kattendame’s hair.
Nadja smiled at the duo and how they acted with one another. “How did you go from your first suits to these?”
Kattendame’s hand went up in the air immediately. “It was my idea! I took the idea from, well, Batman-” here she gestured to Monsieur Punaise’s suit “- and Catwoman.” The ears atop her head seemed to twitch. “However, unlike the inspiration for our suits, we’re strictly friends.”
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Marinette scrolled through the article Nadja wrote about the heroes of Paris. She smiled at the screen before she nudged Adrien’s leg with her foot. “Hey, hey, listen to this.” She cleared her throat and straightened up. “‘Monsieur Punaise and Kattendame, not Mr. Bug and Chatte Noir like some sources would have you believe, are not soulmates, at least not romantic soulmates. This reporter was given an exclusive interview with the hero duo and can confirm that the duo is the most sibling duo this reporter has ever seen. Their suits are inspired by Gotham city’s masked duo of Batman and Catwoman, however unlike Gotham’s masked duo Paris’ masked duo interacts like most sibling duos we all know in person. While Kattendame is more soft spoken and Monsieur Punaise is definitely the figure head, they both fill every possible role on their team and could use our help. I implor you, my fellow Parisians, to do the best you can to help our heroes take down Hawkmoth.’”
“Wow. She’s on our side. Most adults aren’t on our side.” Adrien hummed before changing the topic. “Are you excited for our trip?”
“Yeah. It’ll be fun.” Marinette smiled at her friend – brother in all but blood – before looking around his room, where they were hanging out that day because they usually tried to avoid her house – and as much as they joke about it Gabriel actually seems to like Marinette – and her father and step-mother. “Hey, we should hang at mine before patrol tomorrow.”
Plagg and Tikki, who were playing foosball, looked up at the suggestion.
“Why?” Adrien asked before looking at the kwamii who had fallen over. “How does the ball always get you? You can fly.”
“I want to make us some new clothes to wear, Papa G and Nathalie too.”
“Please don’t call him Papa G.” Adrien groaned.
“Anyways, you and I are the only ones with changing measurements. I’ll get Papa G and Nathalie’s measurements from Nathalie.”
@maribatmarch-2k21
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maribat-bdbwm · 3 months
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I just wanted to say thank you for running this event for the past few years. It was what got me into this fandom and once I started writing one of my favourite events to participate in.
Thank you so much <3333
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Thank you for your kind words 🥺
And to think this event was what got you into Maribat! 🥺 Very honored to know that this event got you to write for the fandom QuQ
When I first thought of wanting to start this event, I think I was just getting into Maribat myself, having a few fics out on A03 and seeing new tropes emerge in the fandom. And out of the tropes, I started to love the bio!dad trope, becoming a sucker for the damn trope and noticed there wasn't enough!
And I thought, oh, maybe I should write for it! And I did! But then I thought, should I start an event for it?
At this time, Maribat March, Angst April (or I think that was what it was called) and Daminette December were the major events and when I thought about those events... I became skeptical of myself.
Because I didn't have a large following like those blogs...I wasn't well known as other writers/artists in the fandom..
I remember asking the Maribat Insanity server if I should even do an event because...did anyone else like the trope?? After all, there were so little works...
And my god...the amount of support I got and the amount of people who encouraged me to give it a try...
So I gave it a shot.
I made an interest form May 2020 and by June 2020, the first calendar of the event was post and on September 2020, the event launched.
And so many people participated, writing fics on Tumblr, linking their works from A03, making art...
In 2021, people still participated and even extended the trope from Bruce being Mari's bio dad to other characters like Luka and Kagami.
In 2022 and 2023, not many people participated but I still hosted it because people were excited to create works for the fandom.
And I think...I think that is why I still hosted the event for the past four years...
The Maribat community was the first crossover community I dared to join after a friend introduced me to it and honestly was one of the most welcoming, most creative communities I've been a part of and a community I will always hold dearly to my heart.
They inspired me to write, to grow as a writer, as a person and knowing this event introduced you to this community and helped you start your journey as a fellow writer... it really means a lot and once again shows how the community just continues to inspire...
So again...thank you, from the bottom of my heart <3 and I'm happy you enjoyed writing for this event <3
Thank you.
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tylindel · 1 year
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I posted 71 times in 2022
That's 43 more posts than 2021!
5 posts created (7%)
66 posts reblogged (93%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@ameba-from-space
@izanae
@fandoms-and-writing-and-stuffs
@shamrockace
@when-no-wings-do-broomsticks
I tagged 53 of my posts in 2022
Only 25% of my posts had no tags
#maribat - 23 posts
#mlb x dc - 13 posts
#miraculous ladybug - 11 posts
#ml - 6 posts
#animals - 5 posts
#damian x marinette - 4 posts
#dick grayson - 4 posts
#chat noir - 4 posts
#marinette x damian - 4 posts
#jasonette - 4 posts
Longest Tag: 90 characters
#but then he’s at home and just gets completely totaled by his army of traumatized children
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
20) What is your favorite thing about writing fanfic? What about writing in general?
I love that a basis is set out about character so I can take them and stick them in whatever and how ever many situations as I want and see what happens.
For writing in general I gotta say I love being able to bring a random thought or feeling to life through stories and share them with others who might feel the same
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2. Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?
1) fluff
Oh absolutely I love to give hurting characters love which os probably why my second top is…
2) angst
Even if I go in planning only fluff angst in the form of panic attack or grief sneaks in. It allows for the comfort and care from loved ones. I cant commit to just angst though, there is enough sad things in the world lol.
3) songfic
This absolutely, i get most ideas while listening to a song or while thinking of a song. And their are so many good songs out there that can apply (read: Every song is thought out in fic form at some point or another in my brain lol)
4) not beta read
This less so lately. I know how horrible my grammer can be and how easy it is for me to overlook errors if i read and stare at the fic long enough. I am very thankful to have some wonderful writer friends to help me out here.
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2. Go to your AO3 “Works” page, to the sidebar with all the filters, and click the drop-down arrow for “Additional Tags.” What are your top 3-5 most used tags? Do you think they accurately represent your writing habits?
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As best as I can make it, this is how I envision Déjouer from the Maribat fic I am working on rn. I will add a link once I post the first half. Marinette with the Fox Miraculous. https://archiveofourown.org/works/38004349/chapters/94921090
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My #1 post of 2022
Hello tumblr!! I have a question for all the Maribat readers who see this!
*This is not my artwork, I am no way claiming the lovely piece of work. If you enjoy it please go to the Webtoon it is fluffy batfam shenanigans!*
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Now that I have got your attention (thank you WFA webtoon) I would love to hear who you consider a maribat author celebrity! For example someone you feel is well known and you remember them or their fics frequently.
Here are mine:
@nightlychaotic / chaotic_immortal
@izanae
@batsandbugs IcedAquarius
@jumpingjoy82
@mochegato
@jinx-jade
@boldlyanxious
@liquid-luck-00
@mysnis
AbyssalGuardian
@newdog14
Newsie
Just to name a few of the many many amazing authors out there. Please comment those that you feel are celebrities and share with others so they can also add their thoughts.
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soulmate-game · 3 years
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Maribat March 2021 @maribatmarch-2k21
Day 1: Found Family
“Ah! Bonjour!” A cheery voice called, as a short Eurasian girl bound over to the unfairly intimidating mob of tall people with sharp eyes. Chloe had called in a favor. “My name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Chloe told me that your tour guide cancelled at the last minute, so she blackmail—sorry, begged me to fill in for them. You are the Wayne’s, non?”
The one at the front of the group, clearly Bruce Wayne since Marinette didn’t live under a rock and had seen the man on several American news broadcasts before, nodded and cleared his throat. Man, was he intimidating. Even when he shot her a dazzling smile that was sure to blind Paparazzi with fake cheer. It was a nice smile, Marinette wasn’t about to deny. But it was empty. Distant. And Marinette wasn’t going to buy it for a second.
“Yes, that’s us. Mademoiselle Bourgeois mentioned she had asked a close friend of hers to take care of our tour.”
Marinette nodded again, clasping her hands behind her back. “I guarantee, you won’t miss anything the tour guide would have shown you. In fact, Chloe mentioned that you all were very curious about the now retired Parisian heroes, right? My former best friend ran the Ladyblog back when they were active. I am more than confident that I can answer any questions you have while we go through the city.”
A boy with a white streak in his hair rose his hand, as if he was in a class and needed to wait to be called on. Which, considering the sheer size of their family, Marinette was actually grateful for. But damn, this was another imposing figure. Slightly taller than even the six-foot-three-inches that Bruce Wayne owned, he was solidly built and rocked a brown leather jacket and ripped black jeans. Marinette smiled and nodded for him to speak.
“How old are you? Because I don’t know if twelve year olds are allowed to do guided tours,” there was an obvious tease in his voice, but there was also legitimate concern in his blue-green eyes. Marinette almost missed that concern amid her quickly building annoyance. She even felt her eyes twitch.
“I’m turning eighteen in a few months if you need to know, Monsieur,” she evened out the bite in her voice with an overly sweet smile. “And if you want to get lost and possibly pickpocketed in the busy streets of Paris, then please continue to make comments on my height. If not, we can begin our tour and you might even enjoy it.”
Several Wayne’s snickered at her comeback, one man in particular elbowing the white haired gentleman with a little too much glee. Even the stoic Bruce laughed softly, and a boy with enough bags under his eyes to make the airport jealous nearly fell over himself with his suppressed laughter.
The man himself just snorted, sending her a lopsided smirk that oddly radiated approval. It was almost as if she had passed some sort of test.
“My name’s Jason, Pixie. You already know B. The guy trying to break my ribs,” he pointedly shoved off the one who had elbowed him, “is Dick. He’s Bruce’s first adoptive casualty. The one that looks like a zombie is Tim, we might need to take a break to get him more coffee before he passes out halfway through. The one who hasn’t stopped glaring at you is Damian, the badass redhead is Barbara but we all call her Babs. The annoying blonde is Stephany, the other cool badass over there is Cass. She doesn’t talk much. And the one trying to pretend he doesn’t know us is Duke.”
Each member he introduced gave her a little wave or nod. Even Damian managed a short nod of acknowledgement before resuming his glare. He looked to be a couple years younger than her, so she just brushed it off as teenage drama.
“Alright then! It is very nice to meet you all. Now, Chloe did inform me that you guys are very multilingual, which is another reason she asked me instead of one of our other friends. If you ever need it, I obviously am fluent in both French and English. But added to that, I am fluent in Cantonese, Mandarin, Italian, and I know basic survival Japanese. I also know French Sign Language, though I’m not sure if that’s very useful for you unfortunately. If you ever need to communicate non-verbally, I will do my best to accommodate that. Now, I believe you guys were scheduled to start the tour with a visit to the Louvre, non? Right this way.”
As Marinette led the large group out of the Grand Paris, they didn’t bother taking time to admire the sights before asking questions.
“Have you ever met one of the heroes?” Dick, who might have been shorter than Jason and Bruce but was muscular enough to still inspire caution (and admiration), asked. His blue eyes seemingly stared right through Marinette as he continued; “If you’re almost eighteen, then they must have been active through a lot of your school career.”
Marinette smiled. “They did only retire last year,” she agreed with a nod. “Yes, I have met all of the Parisian heroes at least once,” she snorted at a stray thought. “In fact, I met Chat Noir quite a lot. You see, my old College was basically ground zero for a lot of akuma attacks. And by a lot, I mean a majority of them,” she shook her head before pausing to get everyone to cross a street. “After a while, Chat Noir started calling me ‘princess’ to make fun of how often he had to save me. He’s an annoying ass.”
Despite her words, everyone behind her could easily hear the fondness there. They all traded glances. What if this was a Lois and SuperMan situation? Regardless, they all had a suspicion that Marinette knew more about the heroes than she let on. Or, at least more about Chat Noir.
“When you say that your school was a hotspot for Akuma attacks,” Bruce spoke up cautiously, his Dad Senses going haywire. He didn’t like how nonchalantly she had said it— she was far too casual. Sure enough, he watched as the muscles between her shoulders stiffened slightly at the conversation change. “What do you mean? Surely it couldn’t have been that bad if the school is still around.”
Marinette sucked her teeth, grimacing. “The school is still there, yeah, but only because of Ladybug’s ability. You’ve heard about the Cure, right?” It was Tim who answered her;
“Yeah. It fixed the damage done during a fight, right?” He asked, tilting his head a little. Marinette ignored her brief thought that the gesture made him look like a curious puppy. She sighed.
“Yeah. But when they say damage, they mean everything. Injuries, collateral. Death,” she said the last example darkly, far too much weight behind the word for it to be meaningless. She heard Jason hiss in sympathy. “But there are good things. The Cure also erased anyone’s memories of dying besides the vague knowledge that it did happen, so there isn’t much trauma there to unpack. Not as much as there could have been anyway,” she assured them. “And I’m one of the lucky ones. I never died, and I was never Akumatized.”
“Hmph,” Damian’s voice cut through the brief silence that followed her admission. She looked back at him to see his sharp green eyes staring right into her. “You don’t honestly believe that’s lucky.” It wasn’t a question. Marinette clenched her jaw, turning around and ignoring him.
Because, no. It wasn’t luck. It wasn’t lucky that she was the only one that remembered everything— all of the deaths, all of the Akumatizations, everything that others mercifully forgot. Since she lived through all of it, she remembered all of it. And survivor’s guilt is nothing to scoff at.
But she wasn’t about to reveal her trauma, or at the very least the full scope of it, to people she had just met and was leading on a tour.
“If you look to the left, you’ll see a statue that was made depicting Ladybug and Chat Noir back during the first years of their activity,” she suddenly told them, gesturing to the still-standing statue. Nobody missed the obvious topic change, but nobody commented on it either. Turns out the statue was something they had been looking forward to seeing in person, Tim even went up to take a few photos with his camera. Barbara took a few circles around the statue, easily pivoting her wheelchair around it as if she was trying to see every angle and imperfection possible. Marinette couldn’t help but chuckle fondly at the sight.
“Your family are pretty big fans, huh?” She asked Cass and Duke, the only ones that had stayed back with her. Duke snorted, and Cass gave her a small grin.
“They like to keep up to date with all the heroes,” Duke answered with a shrug. “Since we’re so high profile, it isn’t weird for us to be saved by one here or there even when we’re away from Gotham.”
Marinette just gave him an odd look, furrowing her brows. “But the Miraculous team has been disbanded since HawkMoth was defeated,” she reminded them. “There’s no need for them to save anybody anymore.”
“Old habits,” Cass spoke up softly, her voice barely a whisper. Her eyes locked with Marinette’s. “Not easy to break.”
The smaller woman had a feeling that Cass wasn’t talking about her family’s habit of keeping up to date on heroes.
“Alright! We need to head to the next stop or we might not have time to see everything!”
The tour went pretty similarly. The walks between stops were pleasant, and filled with questions about the period of time where HawkMoth was active. Marinette wasn’t even the least bit surprised nor put off; everyone was curious about those years now that the tourism restriction was lifted and people could ask freely about it. Besides the many questions about the Heroes, Marinette found the group to be very pleasant company. They were polite, but also rowdy in a very endearing way. She caught a lot of inside jokes they had with each other, and a lot of good natured teasing and fighting. They even managed to rope her into it somehow, and she found herself snidely teasing Damian or casually threatening Tim with not allowing them a coffee break. She even got to ride on Jason’s shoulders for a bit after he made another comment on her height that she Did Not Appreciate. But the ride she got made it worth it.
But soon the sun was high in the sky, and it was about time for them to take a lunch break. They had all been walking for hours with only a few chances to rest, and honestly Marinette was impressed that none of them seemed too tired out by it.
“Alright,” she put her hands on her hips proudly. “Since some of you won’t stop whining about needing coffee or being hungry— Dick, don’t you dare buy anything from that vendor! I’m gonna lead you all to my parent’s bakery so we can have lunch and caffeinate all of you. And conveniently enough,” she smiled widely. “The bakery is right across the street from my old College! So you’ll be able to get a look at where the majority of Akuma attacks happened, and maybe I can tell you a few specific stories if you want,” she offered. There were a couple cheers (Tim and Dick) from the crowd and everyone seemed pretty pleased with the next step in their tour. Smiling, Marinette turned and began to lead them in the direction of her home.
Sirens blared, a fire truck zooming down the street next to them.
Headed in the same direction.
Marinette frowned, watching it go. “That’s weird. I hope everyone’s okay, whatever happened,” she mused idly. But as they kept going forward, the sirens didn’t get any softer. If anything, they started getting louder again after a while. Marinette was visibly concerned by then, her pace picking up. “This is my neighborhood,” she told the solemn group behind her. “I know everyone on this street—“ they rounded the corner, and Marinette stopped in her tracks. Her world ground to a halt.
There was the fire truck, stopped right in front of her bakery.
Which was completely ablaze.
A string of curses flew out of her mouth, the little Eurasian wasting no more time before sprinting towards the building. She could hear people yelling at her to wait, slow down, stop! But she ignored them. The only thing on her mind was that her home was on fire.
“Marinette! Wait!” Dick reached out to grab her arm, but like a snake Marinette easily slipped out of his grip and continued forward. Steph was next, deciding to just tackle Marinette— to no avail. The Parisian just shouldered the bigger woman off of her with pure adrenaline fueling her muscles, and everyone else knew by then that they could not stop her. The Wayne’s decided all they could do was jog behind Marinette, keeping her in sight as they tried to gauge the damage.
“The top floors don’t look like they have even been touched by the fire yet,” Tim whispered, though his eyes flew between the building and their tour guide. Marinette was speaking rapidly with a firefighter that wasn’t immediately busy, trying to get information. But before anyone could decipher what was said, Marinette tore a large strip off the bottom of her shirt and tied it in a hasty mask around her mouth.
“Wait!” Bruce was the first to realize what was happening, with his years of experience with self sacrificing children and their stupid stunts. But Marinette managed to kick him away before he could grab her, dashing into the inferno without paying any heed to the many protests that followed her.
The group of Gothamites could do nothing but watch the flaming building, then. If they went inside, it would only overcrowd a hazardous area. Minutes passed, and there was movement in the fire. Out of the doorway came Marinette and a firefighter, both having to work together to carry the body of a large man outside. The sight of the man made the Gotham family blink— he was as big as Bane! And that was nothing to scoff at. But despite his unusual size and muscle mass, the man had all the signs of being a normal civilian.
Marinette didn’t stop there. She ran back in. Coming out a lot more quickly this time with a barely conscious Asian woman— everyone saw the resemblance between her and this new woman immediately.
It had to be her mother.
“Shit,” Duke hissed. Nobody else could say a word. It wasn’t looking good, and this wasn’t a situation where random vigilantes showing up out of nowhere could actually help. Not this late into the fire. Bruce’s hands curled into fists.
The woman that everyone guessed was Marinette’s mother was suddenly struck by lucidity; she gasped and grabbed at Marinette’s hand without seeming to see who she was even talking to. A single word that none of the Waynes could hear left her throat, and judging by Marinette’s returning panic it hadn’t been good.
She rushed right back into the building, and came back out with the last firefighter who had been searching inside.
Marinette carried a child. She screamed out in panicked French;
“She’s not breathing! I need first aid now!”
That was their cue. The firefighters started their hoses, focusing on getting rid of the flames now that nobody was left inside the building. Bruce and Damian got to Marinette first, and this time she listened as they instructed her to set the child down. Damian, being smaller and having more hands-on medical knowledge, took charge of the resuscitation. Marinette sat there silently, eyes riveted to the small child— a girl.
But Marinette wasn’t reacting like a normal civilian to tragedy. She was eerily calm, eyes focused and barely concealing a terrible rage. She took over chest compressions when Damian started to lose momentum, not giving up.
But then the EMTs arrived, and it was only five minutes with the child hooked onto oxygen that the news arrived—
Marinette heard the monitors on the ambulance flatline before she even registered what people were trying to tell her. Manon. Manon was—
Marinette didn’t register Nadya Chammack at first. She was just another body in the quickly growing sea of them. That is, until she heard Nadya’s pained shriek. A mother who had just lost her baby girl.
“Perhaps we should head back,” Bruce offered softly, giving Marinette space but keeping a keen eye on her. He saw her begin to tremble, then shake. He was pretty sure he could hear the grinding of her teeth for a second before she went still. Just… all movement stopped, the tears that had been building just falling silently for a second before they ended.
And he recognized that carefully practiced emptiness in her bluebell eyes. The same emptiness he had seen in Damian’s eyes when he had first arrived at the Manor. The same emptiness he saw in Dick’s eyes in the days following his parent’s deaths.
The same emptiness he saw in the mirror, every time he had another nightmare about the day Jason had been taken from him, years ago.
Suddenly he could imagine all too well exactly what kind of strength she had to have, to avoid her negative emotions ever being used against her during Hawkmoth’s reign. Especially if she had constantly been dealing with her friends and family being Akumatized and/or dying on multiple occasions.
She didn’t even seem to have heard him. Bruce sighed.
“I called Chloe,” Barbara informed everyone solemnly, holding up her phone for emphasis. “She’ll be here in five.”
—*—*—*—*—*
Chloe hadn’t come alone. With her had been Adrien Agreste, former model when his father hadn’t been… well, in prison. Nowadays he was just a normal student who occasionally gave lectures on neglect and child abuse, and how to help children in those situations.
And, apparently, he was also Marinette’s closest friend. Even more so than Chloe. As soon as they arrived back at the Grand Paris, Chloe herded everyone up into her suite and she and Adrien surrounded Marinette with pillows and blankets. Adrien curled around Marinette like an affectionate cat, and Damien even swore he heard the guy purr at some point
“We should probably leave,” Bruce whispered to their hostess, who looked inbetween him and her friends for a moment before jerking her head towards the door.
“I wanna talk to you first,” Chloe whispered back. Once they all filed out into the hallway and the door was safely closed, Chloe took a breath. “First, I want to tell you that I got a call from the hospital. Marinette’s father is stable, but in a coma right now.”
“Is that the man who looked like he could bench press a car for fun?” Dick asked, earning a weak grin from the Bourgeois heiress.
“Yeah, that’s him. But…” Chloe’s face fell, and she looked around as if to double check nobody was eavesdropping. She still lowered her voice anyway. “Her mother, Sabine. She…” Chloe swallowed a lump in her throat, images of the extremely kind Chinese woman flashing through her mind without permission. “She didn’t make it.”
Several people took a sharp breath, acknowledging everything that had gone so wrong for Marinette on a day that had started so perfectly.
“The smoke?” Cass asked gently, but Chloe winced and shifted on her feet.
“No. They… there were rope marks on Sabine’s neck,” Chloe clenched her eyes shut at the admission. “Marinette’s dad might be big, but he’s not a fighter. Sabine, though… Sabine was. She was raised in a martial arts family back in China. I’ve seen Sabine take down five men at once, all twice her size,” Chloe kicked her lips, shaking her head in disbelief. “Somebody knew… somebody knew that the little Chinese woman was a threat but the big baker with tons of muscle was harmless.”
Nobody took that well. Not only had Marinette just lost her home and half of her family, but her father was in a coma and it had all been foul play.
“Okay,” Bruce nodded once the news had time to sink in. They could help with this; this was their specialty. They might have only known Marinette for six hours, but she had made a big impression. It wasn’t just anybody that could mesh with his family so seamlessly in that short span of time. “Is there anything else?”
“I want you to get temporary custody of her,” Chloe said it the way only Chloe Bourgeois could. With her back straight, chin high, and the tone of a woman who expected to be listened to or else she’d make life Hell for the person that didn’t take her seriously. Bruce could only blink.
“Can I ask for your reasoning?”
“Marinette has been closing herself off more and more over the years,” Chloe admitted. “Hawkmoth’s reign was hard on her. Only Adrien really knows everything she went through during those years. But even after the disbanding of the team, she hasn’t… she hasn’t allowed herself to get close to anybody new. That’s why I tricked her into doing your tour. She needed to socialize with new people, and if she wouldn’t do it herself then I had to pull some strings.”
A few eyebrows raised at the admission that Chloe had fully planned for Marinette to be their tour guide the whole time. It honestly seemed like the kind of well meaning manipulation that one of them would try to pull off.
“She likes you,” Chloe’s voice went soft again, showing how uncharacteristically serious she was about that fact. “She was comfortable enough to let you guys carry her back here. To let you try to help Manon. That might not seem like a big deal to you, but it says a lot to me and Adrien. And… getting her away from Paris for a while is probably a good idea. She was planning to go to Gotham for university anyway.”
The Waynes traded glances before Bruce crosses his arms and asked some more questions first. Doesn’t Marinette have other family? Answer; only her grandmother, who travels all the time and nobody ever knows where she is until she shows up. Bruce agreed that Gina Dupain didn’t exactly seem like a good candidate for Marinette’s new guardian with that description. But finally, to none of his children's surprise, he did end up agreeing.
“But,” he held up a single finger. “We’ll Wait here in Paris for a week, so that she can try to salvage everything she can from her house and so we can get an idea on how her father is doing. There’s still a chance he’ll come out of his coma fairly quickly. And of course, we will only go through with this if Marinette agrees when we ask her tomorrow.”
Chloe agreed to those terms, looking like a weight had been lifted off of her.
Chloe never cut corners when taking care of her hive. And if that meant making sure that her brave soldier bee could move on to start a new hive, one that was better equipped to take care of her, then Chloe would do everything she could to help that move. And really; Chloe was far more resourceful and observant than people gave her credit for. The butts definitely matched, and Bruce Wayne was her last hope to get Marinette the support she needed. Outside of Adrien, anyway.
Chloe took a breath, watching the Waynes trickle off into their own rooms. Marinette was like the little sister she never wanted, but grew to love more than anything. Though, Chloe knew she really chose Marinette as her sister the same way they both chose Adrien as their brother. She just didn’t want to admit she was sentimental like that. But Chloe knew that someone like Marinette needed a bigger family. More support.
She could only hope that Marinette and the Waynes grew to become family for her like she and Adrien had. Kwami knew that Marinette needed all the help she could get for the foreseeable future.
“You did good, my Queen.”
“I know, Pollen. Now we just have to find out who dared hurt my hive.”
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Dude this took so long to write, but I’m actually really proud of it. Probably gonna take this Maribat March a little differently than last year, and make a few longer stories by connecting some of the prompts together. Maybe each week will be a full story? Idk I’ll figure it out. I know I’m behind but I’m working on it.
I tried to keep the angst out, but it found it’s way in here anyway. Oh well!
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jinx-jade · 3 years
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A Swallow’s freedom Part 1: The death of Marinette Dupain-Cheng
The death of Marinette Dupain-Cheng was all caused by one Lila Rossi. She may not have physically killed her, but the death of Marinette could all be pinned back to Lila Rossi’s first day of school.
When Lila first joined Miss Bustier’s class, she would spin these grand, too good to be true tales. This was most likely to grab the attention of those who value things and people that are shiny and new.
Then Lila slowly made her claims more realistic.
She made them harder to prove wrong or right.
At some point, Lila had Alya remove any interview that could cause a problem if the wrong person saw it. Of course, she never told the ladybloger that this was the reason for wanting them taken down.
Slowly, Lila became the talk of the school, the new star student, the new popular girl that everyone wants to be, the person everyone wants to be friends with.
Lila got everything she wanted.
She was treated like royalty who had suffered at the hands of a monster.
A monster that Lila created, not that anyone willing to stand up to her knew.
The monster’s name was Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
To paint Marinette as a monster took time and effort. Unlike the grand stories Lila started with to get the school wrapped around her finger, Lila had to start small.
The liar would mention how Marinette was never where she should be.
She would point out mistakes in Marinette’s excuses.
Slowly, Lila moved from real problems to false claims that no one could prove wrong.
Lila planted her seeds wherever she could. Some had even gotten back to her parents and they grounded her to the point where she wasn’t let out of the house, doing school online.
Much to Lila’s joy, Marinette Dupain-Cheng slowly disappeared into the background. No one paid the bluenette any mind, not even her parents.
Tom and Sabine seemed to prefer Lila over Marinette with how they’re always checking on her when she’s at the bakery, giving her free treats, and showering her with compliments.
Marinette slowly became fed up with how she was being treated. Researching her family tree to find a relative that she could potentially stay with, in some sort of half thought through runaway plan.
During Marinette’s research, using a bit of aid from her magic, she learned that Tom Dupain and Sabine Cheng were not her parents, they were her Aunt and Uncle.
Her mother was a woman named Chéng Féng and her father was unknown. According to medical records, Chéng Féng died only moments after naming her daughter. Digging a little deeper, Marinette found her original birth certificate. The name Chéng Yàn printed clearly on the document, even if it was only an online version.
With her curiosity piqued, she cast a simple illusion, creating a globe of the world.
Taking a needle and pricking the tip of her finger, she dripped two drops of blood at the north pole.
The blood drops went two separate ways. One went to someplace in China, Hong Kong before the blood turned black. The other drop went to the USA, New Jersey before breaking into a small rose red and large crimson droplets.
This is where knowing the meanings for blood magic came in handy. Black blood means dead. Crimson means full blood. Rose-red means half-blood.
Marinette.
No.
That felt wrong now, but Chéng Yàn didn't feel right either.
Not yet at least.
Letting out a sigh she went back to her previous train of thought.
 She now knew her mother was deceased, her father was alive, and she has a half-sibling.
Digging through her mother's travel history wasn't difficult. Finding out who her father is was even easier.
A few tabloids had taken pictures of Bruce Wayne with his current lover Chéng Féng. The timeline matched up perfectly. Of course, she also checks with a bit of magic, just to be sure.
Once she was a hundred percent certain, she continued her digging, learning about her father and apparent little half-brother. If during her digging she ran into information about the bat family's identities, well, then no one else needed to know.
The bluenette fell asleep in the early morning hours instead of the night hours. The reason was due to some late-night planning.
Her plans did include running away, but strangely they didn't include meeting her father and brother.
Her plans included traveling the world and helping people get out of bad situations.
To be fair, she had been half asleep while making this plan, yet the longer she looked at it, the more she thought it was a good idea.
She thought through all the reasons to stay and leave, the pros and the cons. Surprisingly she found no reason for her to stay. 
Paris’s villains have already been dealt with. She was already doing school online. She didn’t have any friends or strong bonds to keep her in Paris.
Sure she had to take care of the kwamis, but they already gave their blessing for her to leave. They seemed to have collectively come to the agreement that this environment was toxic and slowly killing their guardian.
Before running away, they figured out all the big details, then moved to all the smaller details. Once the planning was complete they started their mission.
The kwamis only referred to their guardian as Chéng Yàn to help her get used to the new name. Her original name, which was her mother’s gift to her before she passed. A gift that her Aunt and Uncle stole from her because they wanted a child of their own, including a name of their choosing.
Chéng Yàn let out a slow breath to calm herself. There was no point getting worked up over something that won’t matter at the end of the month.
Using her time wisely, Chéng Yàn rewired the inheritance from her mother to only be accessible to herself. Making sure that her Aunt and Uncle wouldn’t ever see a cent of it.
To her surprise, it was quite a large inheritance, it would easily have her set for life. Especially if she kept doing her clothing commissions, but her commissions would be too easy to trace back to her. Maybe later she will start some kind of business, but for now, she’ll simply live off of her commission money, which was nothing to laugh at.
At the end of the month, everything was ready for the last phase of her runaway plan.
Miss Bustier’s class was getting icecream from André, right next to the seine.
One of them seemed to notice Marinette and points her out to the others.
Just in time for them to see her jump.
Gasps and screams could be heard from the class of sheep.
The police were called when she never resurfaced.
The authorities swept the seine for the young girl’s body, but all they found was Marinette’s signature blazer and purse. They claimed the current must-have swept her body away, and with that, Marinette Dupain-Cheng was pronounced dead.
No one noticed the girl who had been watching from the shadows leaning against an alley wall dressed in a red leather jacket, a white sweater, black leggings, and black combat boots. Her hair was freshly cut to shoulder length with the tips dyed red.
She pushed off from the wall, walking deeper into the alley before stepping through a portal.
To where?
She didn’t know.
Right now there was only one thing she knew for certain, Marinette Dupain-Cheng was dead.
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emixion · 3 years
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School Dance - Day 25 - Maribat March
here’s some fluff after making you all cry yesterday. @maribatmarch-2k21 ao3 link To say that Mme Bustier’s class was excited was an understatement. The students were absolutely ecstatic.
Their class trip to Gotham and tour of Gotham Academy led to an invitation to the school’s upcoming dance while they visited. A school dance at Gotham Academy was no laughing matter, and everyone in Bustier’s class knew it. They’d all packed their very best clothes and accessories, eager to fit in at the fancy affair.
Marinette was excited to wear the new dress she’d designed, but that was about it.
Don’t get her wrong, she loved visiting Gotham and she loved the dress that she made, a baby pink ruffled gown with her signature floral design embroidered on the bodice, but she didn’t anticipate having much fun at this dance.
She didn’t know anyone in Gotham, and her whole class was still enamored by Lila, they barely had any time for her. The only person not hanging onto the liar’s every word was Chloe, and she wasn’t exactly the company Marinette wanted to keep.
Nevertheless, when the night of the dance arrived, Marinette put her dress on and got ready alone.
The other girls were all getting ready together, but she really didn’t want to be around Lila. Besides, she was sure she wasn’t welcome after Lila had tried to frame her for spilling her coffee the other day.
After getting dressed, she had Tikki help her put her hair in a low messy bun, letting a few wavy locks of midnight hair stick around to frame her face.
She applied her makeup, a neutral brown smokey eye and peachy pink lip gloss, as well as her accessories, a rose gold headband and a bracelet to match.
After slipping on her heels, she was ready to go.
Tikki smiled at her chosen as she stood before her.
“Oh, Marinette! You look so beautiful! And so grown up!” The tiny goddess wiped a small tear from her eye.
Marinette giggled, pulling Tikki close to nuzzle her against her cheek. “Thank you, Tikki. I hope tonight goes well.”
“Anything can happen in a new city. Keep an open mind tonight!” Tikki advised.
“Thanks, I will.” Marinette replied, opening her small cross body for Tikki to fly into.
With a sigh, she turned off the light and left her hotel room.
The hotel lobby was full of hustle and bustle as the students of Francis Dupont chattered excitedly about the dance, all dressed in their very best.
Marinette stayed towards the back and kept to herself, waiting patiently for the transportation to arrive.
Suddenly, yells of surprise rang out from her classmates as a stretch limo pulled up in front of the hotel.
Marinette strained a bit to see it, shocked as her class that an actual limo was picking them up instead of a bus.
“Courtesy of the Waynes.” The driver announced as the students stepped into the limo.
“I can’t believe the Waynes did this for us!”
“That’s so cool!”
“We get to ride in a limo?”
Marinette got in last, wondering who these Waynes were that everyone was talking about.
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The hall rented for the dance was, in a word, big.
It was decorated to the nines and full of Gotham Academy students, all dressed for the occasion.
Music was already playing and tables were already full of refreshments.
The ecstatic class practically skipped into the hall, all except Marinette.
The miraculous wielder stuck behind, slowly walking in as opposed to her eager peers. She was nervous to be here.
While the rest of her friends stuck close to Lila or danced with their partners, Marinette stayed at one of the tables on the outer edge of the hall, sitting by herself.
She smiled as she watched Nino spin Alya around as the couple laughed. She was glad at least they were having fun.
She was so focused on watching her friends, she didn’t notice the boy walking up to her until he sat down in the chair next to her.
“Excuse me?” The boy called, nearly startling her. She whipped her head over to look at him. He had dark hair, tan skin and the greenest eyes she’d ever seen.
“Yes?” Her voice was a little hoarse as it came out. Clearly she wasn’t expecting to use it.
“I normally don’t approach strangers, but it didn’t sit right with me to watch you sit here all alone. May I keep you company?” The boy asked. Marinette blinked at him.
“Oh, um, sure!” She gave him a smile. “That’s very nice of you. I’m Marinette.” She offered her hand for a shake.
“Damian.” He introduced himself, taking her offered hand and pulling it to his lips. “It’s very nice to meet you.”
“Y-you too!” She squeaked, her face tinting pink. Damian smiled at her.
“May I ask what a beautiful young lady like yourself is doing by herself at a dance?” He asked, gently putting her hand down.
“Oh, well…” Marinette trailed off, glancing downward. “Um, my class and I aren’t as close as we used to be, and most of my friends are with their partners, so I didn’t want to bother them.”
Damian frowned. “I’m sure you wouldn’t be bothering them if you are their friend, but I understand wanting to sit away from all of the action.”
“Are you not a fan of dances?” She asked.
“More the crowd. I try not to draw too much attention to myself. I find it unamusing.” His face twisted in distaste.
Marinette giggled. “I get that. I try to stay under the radar too.”
“Well, I’m glad I decided to stick to the shadows tonight. I got to meet you.” His face softened when he looked back at her.
Marinette flushed deeper, bowing her head shyly. “Yeah, I-I’m glad I did too.”
The two spent a while talking to each other, staying in their own bubble away from the noise of their peers. Eventually they walked over to the refreshments to get themselves some punch and continued to talk over there.
“What’s your favorite piece that you’ve designed?” Damian asked, continuing their conversation about hobbies.
Marinette pointed sheepishly as her gown.
Damian’s eyes widened. “You made this?”
She nodded. “From scratch.”
“That is..quite impressive.” He mused, admiring the dress for the millionth time that night. “My brother would lose his mind over you. He is always keeping track of up and coming designers.”
“Oh yeah?” She smiled. “I’d love to meet him sometime. Is he your only brother?”
Damian snorted. “Hardly. I have three brothers and a sister. And on top of that, two pseudo sisters and a pseudo brother.”
“Wow,” Marinette laughed. “That’s such a big family.”
“Tell me about it.” Damian muttered. “Do you have any siblings?”
She shook her head. “No, just me. I’d love to have some, though. You’re very lucky.”
“You haven’t tried living with them, Angel.”
She laughed again, taking a small sip of punch.
She’d nearly finished her cup when the music slowed down and the students on the dance floor either stepped back or grabbed partners to dance with.
Marinette watched as Nino and Alya, Juleka and Rose, and Ivan and Mylene all paired up on the floor.
“Marinette,” Damian’s voice pulled her attention back.
“Yes?”
He extended his hand to her. “May I have this dance?”
Marinette stared at him a moment, a smile slowly working its way to her face. “I would love to.” And with that she set down her cup and took the boy’s hand, letting him lead her to the dance floor.
Once on the floor, Damian placed his free hand on her waist, his other still grasping hers. Marinette moved her free hand to his shoulder.
“I might step on your feet.” She whispered guiltily. Damian chuckled softly.
“That’s fine by me.” He pulled her a bit closer.
Unbeknownst to the pair, who were too wrapped up in each other, they had formed quite an audience.
“Is that Marinette with Damian Wayne..?”
“Oh my gosh, look at the way he’s looking at her.”
“The Ice Prince has a girlfriend?”
“Who is that girl? Her dress is stunning.”
Whispers from both of their peers filled the hall, as the other couples stepped back to watch Damian and Marinette.
“You’re beautiful.” Damian murmured, momentarily moving his hand from her waist to brush her bangs out of her eyes.
Marinette gazed back at him, completely captivated. “Thank you.” She breathed.
The slow song played its final cords and the tempo sped up again.
Spell broken, Marinette finally noticed all of the staring, looking around self consciously. “Damian..?” She said his name cautiously.
“C’mon.” Damian said, taking her hand and leading her off the dance floor.
“Why were they staring at us?” She asked once they were in a quieter part of the hall. Damian sighed.
“Because I’m a Wayne.” His voice sounded dejected.
“A..Wayne?” She asked, tilting her head to the side.
“Yes, as in Bruce Wayne’s son, The CEO of Wayne Enterprises? The biggest sponsor of Gotham Academy? Any of that sound familiar?”
Marinette just shook her head.
Damian stared at her for a long moment before he began to chuckle.
“Wait, so, you don’t know who I am?” He asked.
She shook her head again, shrugging. “Sorry?”
“No, no, don’t be.” He quickly took her hands. “I just thought that was the only reason you kept my company tonight. Because of who my family is.”
“Of course not.” She said softly, squeezing his hands in her own. “I spent all this time with you because I like you…” Her voice went quiet and shy near the end.
“I like you, too..” He murmured, squeezing her hands back. “Would you, erm, like to do something while you’re here? Maybe on your free day?”
Marinette smiled, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “I would be glad to.”
-
Once the dance was over and the pair bid farewell for the night, Marinette made her way out front to the waiting limo.
Her class, suddenly having more than enough time for her, swarmed her as she approached, asking her various questions about Damian.
Marinette just grinned and brushed them off.
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blackroserelina · 3 years
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Story 1
Little ten-year-old Marinette was wandering the halls of the manor looking for her big brother Jason. she was hoping to get him to read with her. It was one of her favorite thing to do with him.
As she was walking down the hall was peeking into different rooms hoping, to spot him. When she finally did find he was in the library. When she noticed that, she really did want to hit herself for not thinking of looking there first. She knew this is the place where you can almost always find him no matter what. It was his favorite place, after all.
Marinette decides to try to sneak up on Jason; even though she has never been able to before, she still tried. As she was about to give him a tackle hug, she ends up tripping over her own two feet, and with an eep, she began to fall.
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Jason knew Marinette was there as soon as she entered. She still was making her footfalls a little too loud. She was getting better at being sneaky but, she was not at the level as everyone else in the family. Bruce may not ever want to let her into the family business. But that didn't stop him and Dick from teaching her some stuff to either protect herself or for her to get away from danger.
Jason keeps an eye on her while; he still has his eyes on the book in his hand, even though he wasn't reading it anymore. He knew that she was going to trip before it even happened. So he sprung himself out of his seat to catch her before she could hurt herself.
Marinette could only blink confusedly for a few seconds when she didn't hit the ground like she was supposed to. When she finally notates the arms holding her up, she then follows them up to see the face of her brother. He was giving her the most unamused look he could manage with a raised eyebrow. She could practically hear what he was not saying. The look on his face was practically screaming "really, Pixie again."
Marinette could only give a sheepish smile as she was trying to get her feet back under her. Once he knew she would be able to stand on her own, Jason let go of her to pinch the brig of his nose in exasperation.
"I don't know how you can take to the trapeze and gymnastics with dickie like a fish to water. but when you aren't doing that or learning how to defend yourself from me, you walk around like a newborn foul."
"It not my fault I'm so clumsy." Marinette crossed her arms and pouted.
Jason could only chuckle at the look on her face.
"Alright, Pixie, what did you want? I doubt you only came in here to be a total klutz."
Marinette gave him what she thought was a menacing glare, but to him, it was just cute and made him have to suppress a smile before she sighed and started fidgeting with her hands.
"I was wondering if we could read a story together. I know you have been busy recently, and you may not want to spend what little free time you have with me. But it has been away since we did something together and was just wondering..." and Marinette keeps rambling and asking the same question in hundred different ways. Marinette keeps this going on till Jason ruffled her hair. As soon as his hand land on her hand Marinette snapped her mouth shut in embarrassment.
"woe there Pixie-pop there no need for all of that, of course, we can read together. you're the little sis I've never had, and I would do anything for you, don't forget that, ok."
" ya, and you will always be my big brother Jay-Jay," she said with her sunniest smile.
"Alrighty, how about we go read that book now? Before you came in, I was reading Pride and Prejudice. Would you like to read that with me? I could go back to the beginning of the book, and we can take turns reading a chapter out loud. Does that sound good to you?"
"ya, ya, come on Jay-Jay, hurry up," Marinette said will she tries to drag her brother over to the couch.
Jason could only laugh at her actions as he lets her drag him over to the couch. Once they got themselves situated on the couch with the book between them. They started taking turns reading out loud to each other. It was fifteen or twenty chapters in when Marinette started to drift off to sleep on Jason, and Jason drifted off a little over halfway through the book.
That was the scene Bruce came into after coming up from the cave to check on his kids before bed. The sight of his children curled up together made a small smile appears on his face. He then went over and gently took the book from Jason's hands and sat it on the end table beside them. He then took the blanket from the back of the couch and covered them up. After that, he when to leave the room, but when he reached the door, he gave one last fond glance at them before turning off the lights and leaving.
What non of them knew was this was going to be the last time they were all together and happy for a long time.
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another-cancer · 3 years
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Found Family
So I don’t post original work here, but here I am...
This can also be found on my Wattpad and AO3 both are @another_cancer
For Maribat March: Day 1 Theme: Found Family
No Ship
Bruce 46
Dick 27
Jason 22
Tim 20
Marinette 18
Damian 13
When Marinette moved to Gotham 3 months ago she never expected it to go so well. So didn’t expect it to fail, she just figured she’d live like the average Gotham citizen, glum, angry, and dark. Instead, her business is taking off and she had friends and family in Gotham. People that cared about her and people she cared about. 
It started a week after she arrived in Gotham. She applied for an entry-level job at Wayne Enterprises and had just received news of her hiring. She was as excited as someone who got a job as a secretary got. Eventually, Marinette wanted to go to university and get a degree, but it was on the back burner for the time being. For now, she was relying on her basic skills in human decency. Which is more than some of her ex-classmates could say. 
Marinette left everything in Paris. Her parents practically disowned her after the reveal, and they had been the only ones keeping her. Well besides Adrien and Chat who she now knew was the same person. But, he moved to London to be with his family after the reveal.
God the damn reveal. The reveal ruined her life because Paris was being protected by children and people didn’t like living with that knowledge. Even if Ladybug and Chat had finally defeated Hawkmoth, even if Ladybug and Chat had taken care of the city for years. The two had given up their childhood to be under-appreciated in the long run. Then Fu took the miraculous and it was all just over. Gone just like that, so she left. 
But back to where it started. A week after she moved to Gotham and a day before she started her new job at Wayne Enterprises. She was at a small cafe near her new job. It happened right after she took the first bite out of the breakfast sandwich she had ordered. 
The Scarecrow entered with some goons. 
“Well, this shall do,” he said to no one in particular, “20 people, the perfect sample for my new fear toxin, anyone want to go first?” No one spoke up and Marinette was already panicking. 
She did her research. And she had no interest in being drugged and forced to see her fears play out. So she went into Ladybug mode and accessed the situation. 20 hostages, 6 goons, and the Scarecrow. Not every goon had a weapon. The two guarding the door had guns and one more had one aimed at the hostages. 
While accessing the situation Marinette appeared calm to Scarecrow. He didn’t like calm people. He nodded over to his goons tilting his head towards the blunette they got the message. And so did she. Marinette froze. She knew there was no cure here. 
A needle was injected into her neck. Her fears came to life.
She was back in Paris. The final battle. But this isn’t a memory. This isn’t how it happened.
“Chat!” she screams.
Hawkmoth has him and she lungs at the villain. Let go of him. Gabriel gets hit right in the jaw, there was enough power behind it to make him stubble over releasing Chat. 
Marinette delivers a second punch and a third, they keep coming and with it, she yells, “That’s for ruining my life, and that’s for ruining your son’s life.”
Eventually, he’s out cold and she’s curled up into a ball. 
That’s when another needle enters her neck. She reaches for the arm behind her and twists it, only to see Red Robin, one of Gotham’s vigilantes. 
“It’s the antidote,” he says trying to calm the girl. She nods.
That was the first step in finding her new family. Six days later the second encounter happened with one Dick Grayson. Dick recognized the girl from a clip he had seen of a petite girl taking down Scarecrow while under the influence of the fear toxin. Tim had done some research to find out her name was Marinette Dupain-Cheng and she was working for Wayne Enterprise. So here she was at her desk while he combs the building looking for a sleep-deprived Tim. 
“Can I help you with something?” Marinette asked him.
Dick was staring. Shit. “Sorry, ma’am. I’m just looking for my brother, dark hair, blue eyes, sleep-deprived, have you seen him around?”
“Oh, you must be Mr. Drake’s brother. He picked up his coffee and went up to his office.
“Thank you, miss…” Dick knew her name but didn’t want it to seem weird. 
“Marinette Dupain-Cheng, but just Marinette is fine.”
“You were the girl on the news right? Involved in a Scarecrow attack?”
Marinette’s eyes went wide she did not expect that question. She didn’t realize the event was televised. Then it hit her that’s why most of her co-workers were looking at her strangely the last couple of days. They watched her knock a rouge out cold. Her fears were scary to them. They were even scared of her. Except for Tim Drake the freakin CEO who had no problem talking to her in the morning about coffee. 
“Yeah,” she responded, “I didn’t know it was televised, but that makes a lot of sense.”
“It was a pretty badass takedown.”
She let out a snort, “Thanks.”
If only her encounters with the bats and Waynes ended there. Nope, the next one happened two weeks later. At this point, Dick visited the office quite often to see Tim and have a conversation with Mari. And Tim had been trading coffee recipes with her. She even signed up for a kickboxing class, it became an outlet. 
Jason Todd was in her kickboxing class. 
Most people had already forgotten about the scarecrow incident so when she arrived at the class most people did a double-take at her size. That was until she got to kickbox there was power behind every punch and kick she delivered to the bag. She was fierce. Jason was amazed. 
On the way out he asked her, “Where’d you learn to fight like that, Pixie?”
It caught her off guard, but she answered the question, “Paris, learned when I was younger for self-defense.”
It wasn’t exactly a lie. She learned by experience starting when she was 13 to defend herself and the rest of her city from akumas. But that news never left Paris and she wasn’t going to change that. Here her life was finally normal. 
“Cool, we should spar together sometime,” Jason said. 
So they did and she kicked his ass. Then they started hanging out. Eventually, he invited her to the manor. She was shocked on arrival. She did not realize Jason was loaded. This was the kind of place she expected from someone like Tim, a CEO. Jason had told her he grew up as a street kid until he got adopted. But this shock couldn’t even compare to the shock that ran through her when she walked through the door to find Tim, Dick, and Jason. 
“Mari! Jason your friend is Marinette and you didn’t say anything?” Tim yelled at Jason.
“Wait you guys know Pixie?” Jason asked.
“She works at Wayne Enterprise,” Dick stated.
“Well, I am aware of that, we are friends. We talk about things,” Jason said, “but I wasn’t aware you knew all the employees there. I shouldn’t be surprised though Pixie is really cool and her work ethics are crazy, yet extremely organized.”
The conversation of who knows who went on for a bit. Eventually, they ended up all hanging out and this was only the first time she visited the manor. She met Bruce and Damian on her 3rd visit when she stayed for dinner.
“So Marinette, did you leave Paris due to Hawkmoth?” Bruce asked at dinner.
She froze, “You know?”
“Yes. I heard it had been dealt with.”
“How much do you know?”
Everyone at the table was a bit confused by the question. It was clear she was being defensive. But why. What was she hiding? 
“There was an emotional terrorist wasn’t there?” Damian bluntly asked. 
“That’s all you know?” Marinette asked.
They weren’t supposed to know this information, it was all confidential reserved to Parisians only. Did they know she was Ladybug? That was the real question on her mind. Would this change anything?
She ended up explaining what happened in Paris. She told them about Hawkmoth and about being Ladybug. Having her identity revealed, being disowned and all the backlash she received. Damian suddenly approved of her while Jason was outraged. Dick was shocked, and Tim sat there with this smug look on his face.
“She’s one of us?” Jason asked. 
“What do you mean by one of us?” Marinette questioned in return. 
The room looked at Jason, “What she was going to find out eventually, I mean look at her dark hair, blue eyes, she’ll fit right in. Bruce will probably pull out adoption papers by the end of the week. And if not someone will eventually spill.”
“Hate to admit it, but Jason has a point.”
Then it clicked in Marinette’s head. “Oh my god. You guys are vigilantes. You guys are the bats, aren’t you?”
Everyone but Damian gave a grin. Now 3 months after moving to Gotham Marinette has had adoption papers shoved into her hands several times and ended up moving into the manor. She gained a family. And got to be a vigilante. 
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MariBat March 2021 - Story
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Vicki Vale from The Gotham Gazette
March 24., 20XX
In the latest Wayne gala we all saw how many adoptive or biological children Bruce Wayne has. But they all attended? Or is some ‘lost’ Wayne out there?
My answer is no, not everyone was present at that luxurious gala.
And yes, there is some ‘unclaimed’ Wayne out there. At least one sure.
As you can watch this interview from the Ladyblog (a prominent Parisian blog about the resident heroes in french with English subtitles) you will learn about how our playboy billionaire did it again. Lila Fiorenza Rossi, an Italian ambassador, Violetta Maria Rossi’s only daughter never knew his father. As like Mr. Wayne’s youngest son, Lila was born from a one-night affair.
Maybe our native ladykiller doesn’t even know about his teenage daughter?
Maybe he doesn’t want to?
The story would begin on a faithful day in Venice, when our resident play-boy started flirting with an Italian diplomat. The young lady was charmed by the bachelor’s personality and their tension blossomed to a beautiful young woman who is - despite her young age - already successfully building her model career. Lila Rossi is a prominent youth with connections to Jagged Stone and Gabriel Agreste.
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Lila is a student at the illustrious Françoise Dupont High School (collège in French) where she is trying to follow her mother's footsteps to a bright future. Maybe she will bring a more positive light to the Wayne family, not like the youngest heir, Damian Wayne who is notorious for his rude behavior and cold personality.
And other children in the family… Maybe they didn’t even know about their new sister, however I am quite worried about the second adoptive son’s reaction. In contrast to Damian, Jason Todd does not show up in the public that much. Since his miraculous (and questionable) return (more about He is back and alive, or he was a crime lord here) he has only attended the mandatory Wayne galas.
As to mention Richard Grayson and Timothy Drake-Wayne, will they think they are replaced again? Since Timothy is one of the WAYNE Enterprise’s CEO, will he welcome this prodigious young woman in the family business? Or will Richard throw again a tantrum as he did at the first Elliot galas five years ago (with video about A spoiled young adult's fit here)?
And not forget about the young Cassandra Cain, who is the only girl in this male dominance. Will she be envious of Lila because she is also a girl?
Finally but not lastly Bruce Wayne, himself, is really capable of raising that many children or young adults with his playboy lifestyle? As the billionaire, himself is a man-child (read more about The richest man TOP10 most embarrassing moments here) and not really responsible about his own behavior. Will be a good father figure for this quite stunning young lady?
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2021:5-Caution
Damian watched as his Angel seemed to become more disheartened as they talked. He knew the distance wasn't the problem. There was something she wasn't telling him. Marinette's smile wasn't as bright as before; some days, it was barely there. He couldn't stand to see her like that. A trip was in order.
No one in the Wayne household knew what was bothering Damian. He was becoming hostile. He was shoving them out of the way, when ever he was going towards his room. None of them wanted to bother him while he was in there. Maybe he just needed a nap? When he told them he was taking a trip to Paris, they immediately agreed. Hopefully, whatever was in Paris, would lift his mood.
When Damian arrived to Marinette's school, the last thing he expected was to hear her being called names and pushed around.
'This is why she's been so upset! She's getting bullied!'
Damian Wayne saw red as he marched his way over, shoving and throwing people aside, as he made his way to his girlfriend.
"Who do you think you are?" shouted Alya, getting up from the floor.
"Damian Wayne." he growled out, "And I think I'm Marinette's boyfriend!"
"Dami." she whispered, looking up at him.
The Wayne heir pulled her into his arms and held her tight.
"I suggest you all stay the fuck away from her. It wouldn't take long to call the mayor and have him grant me access to the surveillance cameras at the school or Paris. I can easily sue all of you." he declared.
"You don't have do all that for me." Marinette spoke.
"Habibiti, you never have to face them alone." he answered, "I'll always be on your side."
Mari buried her face into his chest, finally feeling a sense of relief. Her moment of peace was broken when Lila began to put on the same old act and brought out the crocodile tears.
"Listen here, Bitch!" he demanded, tired of her theatrics, "I deal with psychopaths, who attempt to kidnap me, daily. I have had people attempt to murder me. Serving you a lawsuit, that will end with you behind bars, either in jail or a mental ward, will be nothing but a footnote in my legacy."
Damian grabbed Marinette's hand and pulls her against his frame.
"And with her by my side, as my wife, you'll never stand a chance." Damian concluded, glaring at the annoying brunette.
Marinette felt her cheeks flame red. She was too busy repeating 'wife' in her head to notice everyone's jaws drop.
"Y-Your wife?" Marinette stuttered out in shock, looking up at him.
Damian finally realized what he spoke and looked away from her curious gaze.
'I can't believe I said that! We haven't discussed out intentions for the future, as of yet. I hope I haven't dissuaded her from staying by my side longer.'
"Do you mean that, Damian?" Mari questioned.
'What if he didn't mean it? What if he was just pushing Lila's buttons? Maybe he doesn't think I'm good enough.'
Damian cleared his throat and turned his gaze upon his cute girlfriend. Her big blue eyes, bore into him, as she awaited his answer. He could see the silent plea in them and smiled softly at her.
"I do, Habibiti." he answered.
Marinette smiled, as she stood on her tiptoes and kissed his cheek.
"I like the sound of that future." she mumbled, softly.
"Anything to bring a smile to that face of yours, Angel." Damian stated and turned to glare at them once more, "I suggest you head my warning. I don't play well with others.", as he grabbed her hand and led them away from the annoying bunch.
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The Cat's Kitten
For Maribat March 2021 day 15 Prompt New Start.
Enjoy a Bio Mom AU. Bio Mom Selina Kyle. Tom's name is Tommaso because it is the Italian equivalent of Thomas and Gina, ultimately, had the last say on what his name was.
I hope you enjoy.
Marinette Kyle was her mother’s only biological child, however, when she went to jail the first time, her father, Tommaso “Thomas” Dupain, took her away from Gotham and moved her in with him and his new wife, Cheng Sabine, in their apartment above their bakery in Paris. She was only six years old.
She’d be taken from her home, the only place she’d ever known, and moved to Paris. Paris, which was full of people who didn’t speak English and looked down on her for speaking with a Gothamite accent, which was supposed to be the city of love. She learned quickly that if she didn’t want to be looked down upon, she needed to drop her Gothamite accent, adopting an accent more similar to her father’s than to her step-mother’s. Although her eyes took more after her mother than her father, her hair seemed to fade from black at her roots to dark brown towards the tips in a unique combination of her parents’ hair.
Six year old Marinette Kyle didn’t want to be in Paris with her father any more than his new wife wanted her there. She tried to keep out of her way, sequestering away on the balcony attached to her room where she could see almost everything across the entire city. Her favourite time to be out on her balcony was just after the sun had set for the day and just before all of the street lights turned on.
Just after the sun had set for the day, the sky turned a lovely red-violet as the last rays slipped below the horizon. When the stars came out, they shined brighter than they did with the street lights on. When the wind blew just right, Marinette was almost reminded of being back home with her mother and her mother’s friends. When the wind blew just right, she could pretend it was her mother brushing her hair behind her ear instead of the wind. When the wind blew just right, she could pretend she’d never been taken away from her home in Gotham.
Marinette wished she could go free running through Paris, like she used to with her mother, but she knew her father and her step-mother wouldn’t allow her to do so. She looked at the Parisian cityscape and wondered what it’d be like to run across the rooftops freely like she was able to Gotham.
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Marinette woke up one day at the ripe old age of nine with a note on her blanket.
“Ms. Dupain-Cheng,” the note began and Marinette frowned at the name as that is not her name, “I would be delighted to have you join my friends and I for tea this afternoon. Just go to Fu’s Massage Shop at three this afternoon. Master Fu.”
Marinette contemplated telling her dad where she was going before deciding to lie and tell him she was going to the park. So, Marinette set about getting dressed, pulling on an outfit inspired by her paternal grandmother.
She pulled on red denim capris with a black Jagged Stone shirt she’d designed, which sported several rips and slits, and a pair of scuffed black boots. Her hair, which was curly more often than not, hung around her shoulders with a pair of braids along her hairline.
She waved goodbye as she dashed out the door, a last minute addition of a black jacket pulled over one shoulder. “Bye dad! Going to the park for inspiration!” She pushed open the door and left before he could respond and was on her way to her destination. She knew, from her experience in Gotham’s little Chinatown, that she would need to bow when meeting the man and address him with the proper title.
Marinette walked to the shop, admiring the architecture of the arrondissement. She had never seen a blend of old and new buildings like this in Gotham. When she arrived at the shop she knocked and waited for him to open the door before walking in, where she took off her shoes.
She bowed to Master Fu and smiled. “Nǐ hǎo, Master Fu. My name is Kyle Marinette not Dupain-Cheng. Although Tommaso Dupain is my father, Cheng Sabine is not my mother.” Marinette stood back up and her smile softened. “Shall we have tea?”
Master Fu’s expression betrayed nothing, although he seemed to be analyzing her. He smiled and gestured for her to come in. “Yes we shall.”
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Marinette and Master Fu had an outstanding afternoon tea every Thursday, and it was just the two of them until four months after they started. One day, while Marinette was on her way to Master Fu’s she came across a blond haired boy with green eyes. The boy looked sad, oh so sad, so Marinette decided to invite him to tea.
The boy was named Adrien and he fit into afternoon tea easily, tempering Marinette’s wild child attitude with his level headedness and helping Marinette adjust to Paris.
The two hung out more and more frequently, including Adrien’s friend Chloè when she deemed Marinette acceptable to hang out with. They were eventually joined by Chloè and Marinette’s classmates Kim, Max and Alix, because where one goes the other two follow.
However, afternoon tea was just Master Fu, Marinette and Adrien. Which is probably why Marinette and Adrien were chosen. Which is probably why before they left one September Thursday he asked them to wait a minute.
Master Fu stood before the two friends with a pair of hexagonal boxes with an ornate design done in red on the top. “Kyle Marinette. Adrien Agreste. As the Guardian of the Box of Miracles, I am giving you, Adrien, the Miraculous of Creation, and you, Ms. Kyle, the Miraculous of Destruction. I hope you use them well in our mission to recover the Miraculi of Transmission and Emotion.”
And suddenly Marinette was a superhero (although her traitorous brain couldn’t help but whisper vigilante) and Adrien was a superhero alongside her.
Marinette had a new start in Paris but she couldn’t help but wish that her mom was there with her. Although Marinette had a new start, her mom was stuck in Gotham where the Bat never gave her a real chance.
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Maribat Awards
We'd like to announce these awards as a way to celebrate how far we've come as a community.
We've been through our ups and downs and we still persevered.
We wanted to do something to celebrate that and to show support to creators all over!
The rules for nominations are simple.
The creation must be published before March 1st 2021 (therefore all content made between the first maribat creation and the last creation published on February 28th is eligible for nomination)
There will be categories and subcategories for many genres (although this is subject to the amount of nominations received)
Nominations will end mid March
Voting times have not been decided yet.
You are allowed to nominate your own work.
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April 2022 prompt event list
Are you wondering what Prompt Events and new Promptlists are active this month? Whether you're looking for something to join (or if you are just looking to browse through their promptlists for your own creative inspiration needs), here's a quick list of the current active prompt events running for April 2022.
And if you know any others that you think should be on here, drop me the info in the askbox!
April 2022 prompt lists:
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month events with lists:
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fandom or character focused:
Webpril 2022 - (inspired by Spiderman) https://webpril.tumblr.com/post/679923661211385856/webpril-2022-prompt-list - to join in during the event: Peter Parker Spiderman needs to be a main character
zaundads bingo 2022 (inspired by League of Legends TV show Arcane (2021) https://arcanefandomweek.tumblr.com/post/679441145781157888/april-2022-zaundads-bingo-cards-this-is-the - to join in during the event: it must focus on the ship Vander x Silco
MariBat Arrow April / Arrownette April 2022 - (inspired by Arrowverse) https://maribat-calendar-events.tumblr.com/post/672229112937578496/maribat-arrow-april-2022 - to join in during the event: focused on "any member of the Arrow team" [which is a section of the DC comics fandom if you aren't already familiar with the term]
Error April 2022 - (inspired by Undertale) https://queenseneca.tumblr.com/post/678823073153269760/dont-know-if-this-already-exists-so-if-it-does
wawangstpril 2022 [whump-a-woman angst april - for female centric angst and whumping] https://whumpawoman.tumblr.com/post/679071648356401152/prompts - to join in during the event: it needs to have a female/non-male whumper or whumpee in it
Even the prompts are fandom specific:
April Tolkien Challenge 2022 - (Lord of The Rings places, characters, moments, etc) https://luna-writes-stuff.tumblr.com/post/678644829839818752/i-am-inviting-all-authors-and-artists-who-love
Arkumatized April 2022 - (Miraculous Ladybug characters) https://akumatizedapril.tumblr.com/post/680080236865585152/akumatized-april-starts-soon-super-excited-to
not fandom specific:
agony april 2022 -  https://agonyapril2022.tumblr.com/post/679026087289896960/prompts-are-out
artchive atomic april 2022 (inspired by fallout themes) -  https://thefalloutartchive.tumblr.com/post/679794202408796162/welcome-to-atomic-april-2022-im-proud-to-present  - to join in during the event: open to all and there seem to be no requirements other than using one of the prompts.
escapril 2022 - poetry focused - https://www.instagram.com/letsescapril/  promptlist: https://www.instagram.com/p/CakELTisKpS/  rules: https://www.instagram.com/p/CakL9O3M2sZ/  - to join in the event: poetry is the focus but other prose, flash fiction etc is also welcomed.
angstpril 2022 - https://chaos-company.tumblr.com/post/677441453727924224/angstpril-2022-hi-everyone-its-that-time-of-year
Winston & Friends April Art Challenge 2022 - (inspired by Winston & Friends but open to any fandom) https://ambermarkoto.tumblr.com/post/680086617810141184/heres-the-2022-winston-friends-prompt-list NaPoWriMo list by Amorette - (inspired by National Poetry Writing Month) - https://mercuriian.tumblr.com/post/680105061915017216/prompts-for-napowrimo-feel-free-to-tag-me-in# Wizard April 2022 - (inspired by general themes of witches, wizards, magic, etc. Any fandom or even with no fandom at all.) https://nathsketch.tumblr.com/post/680261406000611328/are-you-ready-here-are-the-prompts-one-last
Capypril 2022 - (inspired by capybara animals, but used for anything. Art centric.) https://capydoodle.tumblr.com/post/680261477640323072/capypril-begins-today-or-tomorrow-depending-on DCMKEmoti ‘s Prompts for April 2022 - (a mix of picture, word and dialogue prompts on this list.) https://dcmkemoti.tumblr.com/post/680427359411830784/prompts-for-april-2022
weeks:
Nyx Week 2022 - [march 27 - april 2] (inspired by FFXV and Kingsglaive Hero, Nyx Ulric ) https://calling4glaives.tumblr.com/post/679298146098200576/a-reminder-about-the-rules-is-under-the-cut-or-in  - to join in during the event: rules are here https://calling4glaives.tumblr.com/FAQ although the official focus is centered around "Kingsglaive Hero, Nyx Ulric"
Analogical Week 2022 - [april 3 - april 9] (inspired by Sanders Sides,  Logan/Virgil] https://analogicalweek.tumblr.com/post/670649054796169216/analogical-week-returns-this-event-will-be
AmeLiet Week 2022 - [april 10 - 16] - (inspired by America/Lithuania (Hetalia) ) https://amelietweek.tumblr.com/post/680314558539300864/ameliet-week-2022-prompts-preview - to join in during the event: rules are here https://amelietweek.tumblr.com/rules and the official focus is centered around America/Lithuania (Hetalia) 
Kidge Week 2022 - [april 15 - april 22] - (inspired by Voltron: Legendary Defender) https://s1lverpaladin.tumblr.com/post/680554301435871232/kidge-week-2022-april-15th-april-22nd
sonaze week 2022 - [april 24 - april 30] (inspired by Sonic fandom ) https://promptrepository.tumblr.com/post/678471476415987712/our-2022-prompts-have-arrived-sonaze-week-will  - to join in during the event: rules are here https://sonazeweek.tumblr.com/rules
not-events:
April prompt challenge - just a nice prompt list that was put together for April. Seems to be open to all fandoms, etc. https://chrisbitchtree.tumblr.com/post/679443466905894912/april-prompt-challange
April alphabet challenge - just a nice prompt list. Based around the alphabet so only 26 prompts (although the few extra days could be treated as free slots or filled in from other prompt lists as desired). Seems to be open to all fandoms, etc. https://alphabetchallenge.tumblr.com/post/677975863451697152/april-alphabet-challenge
yexie’s April Writing Prompts -https://yexie.tumblr.com/post/680195432101609472/in-order-to-get-back-into-the-writingfan-content
April Photo Challenge 2022 - (inspired for photography or poetry but open to anything) https://authormarialberg.tumblr.com/post/680179006162812928/blogging-from-a-to-z-challenge-theme
deity-prompts's April Writing Challenge 2022 -  https://deity-prompts.tumblr.com/post/680268571153203200/swooning-come-find-me-a-very-sour-fruit Matthew’s April Prompts 2022 -  https://matthew-does-random-things.tumblr.com/post/680308710484148224/april-prompts-2022 zazuprompts’s April 2022 - https://zazuprompts.tumblr.com/post/680308624109748224/tip-the-mod-picture-id-under-the-cut-id-a Xe’s Apraladin - https://xenofg6.tumblr.com/post/680339875277471745/i-made-a-prompt-list-for-april-have-at-it-if-ya Pisceswriterofwords’s April Prompts 2022 https://pisceswriterofwords.tumblr.com/post/680327581354065920/april-prompts-golden-water-shiny-warmth-ripples Between-Stars-and-enterprise’s 30 prompts for 30 days promptlist: https://between-stars-and-enterprise.tumblr.com/post/680082582888660992/the-list-of-themes-i-would-use-for-30-days30 classicryo‘s Faepril 2022 list - (smaller list spread over the whole month, to give more time with less pressure while working on it) https://classicryo.tumblr.com/post/680527023952871424/this-is-my-prompts-sheet-for-faepril-tag-me-if Artpromptcal’s Art Prompts April 2022 - (art focused but the prompts are multipurpose) https://artpromptcal.tumblr.com/post/679310948778098688/april-2022-art-prompts-artprompts Promptrepository’s April Accidents 2022 -  https://promptrepository.tumblr.com/post/680305595990032384/april-is-a-month-of-unpredictable-luck-so-all-of A small poetry challenge for the month of April 2022 -  https://smittenbypoetry.tumblr.com/post/680284930859761664/poetry-game -----
Some of these are full events, while others are a lot less formal, and some are just a list full of inspiration!
You can click through to see whatever information they explain on their blog(s) if you wish to participate during an event officially.
However, a promptlist can still inspire you unofficially at any time, for any fandom, project or character that your mind can wonder about. So feel free to prompt-browse as well, even if the official fandom or character focus is not your usual cup of tea. After all, you don’t have to officially join an event, in order to still be inspired by it and to create something anyway. The more people creating things, the better!
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Note: I will update the list throughout the month as I run across more. So check back on the original version of the post now and then to see any updates that have been added to it since a reblog was made. (Also, long after April 2022 is over, the tags #2022 , #april , #april2022 on this blog will still let you see any stragglers that I may have found after the month is done). 
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lazy-alex · 3 years
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READ OF YOU DARE
Masterpost
note: all my works are tagged with #O.o
ao3 account (note: not much is in here)
JASONETTE JULY 2022!: (NEW!)
Note: these will not be arranged by date. But instead will be arranged by type. I now have connected stories!
AU#1 (no name yet) note: TAGLIST IS OPEN!
"The blood will not dry" day 1
"I want to be free" day 2
Woke up a rebel AU: (starts at day 3, probably)
One shots:
"Quick nap" day 4
"The glass that keeps us apart" day 5
Maribat (one-shots):
Eyes (Talon!Marinette AU) (ao3) (wattpad) - one shot
Pixie (wattpad) - one-shot
MARIBAT MARCH 2022:
Day 1:Arrow - "Distracted"
Day 2:Circus - "Inside the Tent"
JASONETTE JULY 2021
Also cross-posted at wattpad- here
Saturday challenge 1 (Hurt no comfort)
DAY 1 (suit up)
DAY 2 (protection)
DAY 3 (grave)
DAY 4 (game on) not fanfic
DAY 5 (fairytales)
DAY 6 (trust) not fanfic
DAY 7 (guns)
DAY 8 (family)
DAY 9 (pixie)
DAY 10 (light) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
DAY 11 (enemy mine) not fanfic
DAY 12 (dare)
DAY 13 (bee)
MY ART
Ladybug head sketches
Double helmet-hood
Robin!Jason Christmas 🎄
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jinx-jade · 3 years
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A fairy’s protection chapter 1
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” Sabine asked as the taxi pulled up to the bakery.
“Maman, you’ve been asking me that about everything I’ve done since losing my vision. Yes, I’m sure this is a good idea.” Marinette says exasperatedly.
Tom gave his daughter a pitiful look, “Sweetheart, your mother is just wor… ” 
“Worried about me. I know.” Marinette interrupted, causing Tom and Sabine to give each other worried looks.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” Marinette claims before entering the taxi.
Her trip from the 21st arrondissement, Paris, France to Gotham, New Jersey, America wasn’t as bad as she had thought it would be.
Once she collected all of her luggage, that wasn’t much, Marinette left the airport and walked into an empty alleyway. She checked the area for any form of energy, but having found none, Marinette asked Kaalki to open a portal to her new home.
The ‘new home’, was an old apartment building that borders the edge of a shopping district. It is a five-story building that Marinette had bought and renovated during her time as the independent designer MDC, with the money she had made before being forced to retire.
It was originally supposed to be the first MDC boutique, the first floor specifically being renovated to be a store.
The second floor was built to be her workroom, with extra storage and workbenches.
The other three floors were renovated to be living quarters. This included the Masterbedroom, Masterbath, two guest bedrooms, a full bathroom, the kitchen, dining room, living room, and a study.
However plans change, and due to what Marinette and the kwami have labeled the incident, Marinette could no longer see. Instead of sight, she uses a white cane and focuses on different energies to ‘see’.
She decided to retire from being MDC and told her parents what to type to email and inform her clients. Meaning the plan for MDC’s first boutique was thrown in the trash.
Marinette not being one to give up still moved to Gotham and into her apartment building. She simply changed what she planned on selling.
The kwamis had thrown random ideas back and forth till they settled on opening up a flower shop. An idea that Marinette easily agreed to.
During her first month in Gotham, Marinette and the kwamis turned the second floor into a greenhouse so she can grow plants herself. If they happened to use magic to speed up the plant growing process, then no one needed to know.
The flower shop was called Jardin de fées (fairy garden). She not only sold flowers but also sold tea mixture and baked goods. All of which Marinette and the kwamis prepared and made themselves, from arranging the flowers, grinding the tea leaves and herbs, to baking the snacks and treat.
Three months into Marinette living in Gotham and her flower shop was surprisingly doing pretty well. When the shop was open, there were always customers moving about and ordering flowers for loved ones or special occasions.
Marinette hadn’t even run into any trouble while being in the city.
Of course, the moment she mentioned the lack of trouble to the kwamis, a crash was heard on her roof.
Marinette moved to the door that leads to the roof, reaching out her own energy to check for any trouble, Marinette let out a gasp at her observation. She quickly grabbed her medkit before exiting the building onto the roof and starting to attend to the person’s injuries.
The person had multiple cuts as well as a knife stuck in their lower abdomen.
“Hey. Can you hear me?” Marinette asked as calmly as she could. She could freak out about this later.
The person gave Marinette a grunt of acknowledgment.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I’m gonna treat these wounds before you bleed out. Ok?” Marinette informed them before placing her hand near one of the wounds.
She took a deep breath, extending her energy through the person’s body, which allowed her to ‘see’ their internal injuries. It also allowed her to see toxic green magic that felt slimy and almost as if she could drown in it.
Marinette grabbed the appropriate supplies to sitch and band-aid the wounded person. It wasn’t the worst injury she patched up, but it was her first time patching a person up without sight.
Marinette pulled on the slimy magic that seemed to be a mix of unbalanced creation and destruction energy and used it to aid her work. Using this energy seemed to have made the person fall unconscious but other than that it didn’t seem to harm them.
After all the injuries were stitched shut and the knife was removed, she began to put bandages over it to not let it get infected when she sensed two other people landing on her roof. Both were injured to a lesser extent, and seem to be trying to stay hidden with how far away and quiet they were.
She let out a sigh once she was done attending to the wounds. Marinette had also attempted to balance out the magic imbalance, but to completely even out the amount of creative and destructive energy would take multiple days. Something about the way they showed up on her roof made her have a feeling that they didn’t want to stick around that long. Which was fine with her, since she didn’t want to expose herself as a magic-user.
“To whoever is hiding over there, your friend should be fine now.” The energy coming off them seemed to coil tightly in what might have been in surprise, stress, or nervousness. It might have even been a combination of the three, but Marinette ignored it.
“Make sure they get lots of rest and don’t pull their stitches,” Marinette informed them before gathering her stuff and leaving the chaotic roof. “Have a nice rest of your evening,” Mariette said, before retreating into her home.
She then proceeded to stress bake the kwamis’ favorite treats well into the morning hours, before the kwamis finally convinced her to go to sleep.
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