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anjuschiffer · 23 days

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Momma's Lullaby

Welp here's another entry for @official-timari-server's Shutterbug Station 2024!

Enjoy!

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Context:

Damian is recovering from memory loss after a mission having gone wrong. With his memories barely in tact and only remembering his family's names, Damian was placed into 24 hour surveillance and staying home until his memories returned…hopefully. While at home, Damian was encouraged to do whatever he felt comfortable in doing, drawing and painting being one of them. Out of nowhere, Damian started to remember something from a very long time ago.

A03

“Baby Beluga in the deep blue sea,

Swim so wild and you swim so free,

Heaven above and the sea below,

And a little white whale on the go.”

Jason stopped half stride as he heard someone sing, ensuing him to figure out who it was.

“Baby Beluga, baby Beluga,” Jason turned a hall, muttering in disbelief when the voice came from Damian’s room

“Is the water warm, is your mama home,” He couldn’t believe it…

“With you so happy?” It really was Damian singing, the boy lost in his painting as he slowly swiped his brush across the incomplete canvas in front of him.

In the few weeks that Damian was brought to them, Jason has never heard the boy sing. Hell, he never sang to begin with. So hearing him sing, nonetheless a song that seemed so familiar to the boy, Jason knew he had to get Dick.

Damian watched as the blue paint he dabbed onto the canvas started to morph into a small rubber whale, watching as his hands morphed into small chubby ones, holding onto said whale. He watched as he threw the whale just a few inches away from himself, laughing up a storm when he watched the whale barely sink upon hitting the water

His own squeals were soon accompanied by some distant giggling, Damian feeling his entire body lighten up upon hearing the familiar laugh, feeling the need to smile as he turned to look at the person next to him, her face resting on the edge of the bathtub. Large bluebell eyes smiled at him.

“Was that fun, Dami? Was it fun?” She asked him, Damian finding himself just squealing as she pinched his cheek. “Oh you’re just so cute! Let’s get you washed up, okay?” She tucked a strand of midnight hair behind her ear before she went to scrub his hair.

“Way down yonder where the dolphins play,

Where you dive and splash all day,” She slowly rinsed the soap off, Damian watching the suds surround him.

“The waves roll in and the waves roll out,

See the water squirting out of your spout.” She brought his bath toys closer to him when Damian started to cry as he watched his beluga toy float away.

“Baby Beluga, oh baby Beluga,

Sing your little song, sing for all your friends,

We like to hear you.” She sang as she took him out of the tub and wrapped a towel around him, kissing his nose as she took him to his room.

The room was dim, only a lamp lit the room, speckling the room with tiny stars of light. She laid him on the bed and quickly put him into a soft pair of pajamas so that he would remain warm.

“When its dark and your home and fed,

Curled up snug in your water bed,” She sang as she tucked him under some blankets and laid right beside him.

“Moon is shining and the stars are out,

Good night little whale good night.” She sang, Damian feeling his eyes turn heavy, his consciousness fighting the drowsiness that enveloped his body.

“Baby Beluga, oh baby Beluga,

With tomorrow's sun, another day's begun,

You'll soon be waking.” He found himself closing his eyes.

Baby Beluga in the deep blue sea,

Swim so wild and you swim so free,

Heaven above and the sea below,

And a little white whale on the go.

You're just a little white whale on the go.” Damian whispered as he opened his eyes, lifting his paintbrush away from the canvas, finally leaning back to look at the woman staring back at him. Or at least, he knew the face of a woman was looking at him, but try as he may, for the life of him, he just couldn’t-

“What do you have there, Dami?” Dick asked, Damian controlling his flinching from the sudden call. “Who’s that? Someone you know?”

Damian felt something stir in chest, because the longer he tried to stare at her face, he couldn’t see her face. He could only see, he could only recognize the bright shade of bluebell that he adored to see everyday. He loved her attention. Her hugs. He loved her voice and yet… “Damian. Is everything-”

“I don’t know.” Damian answered in the quietest voice Dick had ever heard him speak since he had known the kid. “I don’t know who she is.”

“Well for someone you don’t know…she’s very pretty.”

“She was.” Damian found himself saying, feeling his mind muddle. “She was very pretty…and her voice was pretty. She’d always sing me the same lullaby while tucking me in for bed.” Damian admitted.

“She tucked you into bed? When you were younger?”

“I think…I’m not completely sure.” Damian looked at her face one last time, but like always, he could only see her eyes.

Eyes that he wished he could see again.

What he would give to be able to see her again. “But I know one thing.

I used to call her Momma.”

“Momma! Momma don’t go!” Damian yelled as Talia pulled him back, Damian watching as Momma was guided out the League’s compound, her luggage carried by two guards. “Momma!”

Damian watched as she stopped and said something to the guards. She turned around and simply smiled. “Momma?”

“Take care Dami. Grow up and find me, okay?” She smiled one last time before she turned around, Damian watched her disappear into the exit that led to the outside world he was forbidden to go into.

“MOMMA!”

#maribat #mss2024 #MSS 2024 #shutterbug station 2024 #mominette

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meduarts · 2 years

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SECRETARY!MARINETTE PART 6

Dami as Mari's baby.

#maribat #mlb x dc #marinette dupain cheng #marinette x batfam #ml marinette #dickinette #bruce and marinette #marinette as secretary #dick x marinette #marinette and damian #damian and marinette #dc x miraculous #dc x mlb #damian needs a new mom #mominette #momminette

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artxyra · 2 years

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Another Incredibles Scene that Won't Leave me Alone (Mominette)

Marinette: (to Damian) Don’t think you’ve gotten away from your trip to the principal’s office, young man. Your father and I will have a lengthy discussion regarding it.

Damian: I’m not the only one sent to the office, you know?

Marinette raises an eyebrow. Dick, Tim, and Jason snicker at the thought.

Marinette: Other kids don’t have assassin training under their belt. Now, it’s perfectly normal to feel—

Jason: Normal? What do you know about normal? What does anyone in our family know about normal? You grew up traumatized by a terrorist. Bruce and Dickie saw their parents die before them, and I physically and mentally died. Replacement here has abandonment and trust issues. Demon Spawn is a literal—

Marinette: Jason!

Jason: We act normal. I want to be normal. The only normal one in this house is Terry, and he’s not even potty trained!

Terry blows a raspberry before giggling. Marinette stares at her boys with wide eyes.

#maribat #a hint of brucinette #mominette #ml x dc #mlb x dc #I'm slowly returning to writing fanfics #this scene from the Incredibles didn't want to leave me this morning

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liquid-luck-00 · 1 year

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Finding Family 5

Finale

Ao3 *** Part 1 *** Part 2 *** Part 3 *** Part 4 *** Finale

Did it take me forever to get around to finishing this, yes!

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The moment Marinette opened a portal they understood the question a lot better. One second they were standing in an extra room in the mansion far away from the gala. The next, they are standing on a rooftop, in the early morning, and they can see the Eiffel tower. Meaning that he, Dick, and Tim are trying to figure out what’s going on.

"About time you guys got here Cerise, who are these three?" A young woman in black and gold was waiting on the roof top.

"Long story extremely short, Amber they the bats from Gotham and before you say anything, Hood works with them so we can trust them. They also have experience with the League." Marinette, Cerise, answered holding up a hand to stop the question before it was asked.

"Perfect, so Krait and Tatsuya were patrolling Notre Dame. And like always they were settled in one of the towers, but that's also when they saw the league go into the cathedral."

"Any idea what they want?" Red Hood asked.

"No Krait said he would be in contact soon, but it’s been a while."

"What do you mean when you say a while, how long are you talking about." Tim voiced, knowing that time is of the essence wherever the league is involved.

"Three minutes." Amber answered, causing the bats to stare back dumbfounded.

"He should’ve come back by now, and knowing Tatsuya, she would’ve charged." Cerise mused.

"Wait you’re worried about three minutes." Dick voiced the collective bafflement. "Thirty minutes would be cause for alarm not three."

"For a person who can rewind time three minutes is quite a long time without contact." Shadow, Damian, clarified while rolling his eyes, at the obvious information.

"Well, I have a plan." Cerise interjected before any of them, Amber specifically, could ask questions. "Shadow, Hood, Bats with me. Amber take Robin, Nightwing, and Saphirus to make a perimeter."

"You got it." Amber pulled his son's away along with Alfred, but this wasn't his City, so he had to trust her, if only for Jason.

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They moved quickly and easily, as they moved through the city getting ever closer to the Cathedral. She has to assume it was a trap with how easy it was, but she and her little group made their way deeper in.

"The information saying the miraculous were active again is true it seems." The man speaking was at the end of the aisle. Eyes she's only met once before studied her. Eyes she hasn't forgotten, even years later.

"To what do we owe the displeasure of this meeting, Demon?" She quirked a brow under the mask, while her voice remained a stoic mask.

"I want you to take me to the Yīng Táo of the house of Cheng." Came his brief response, never once suspecting who he is speaking to.

"Why would I do that?" She asked never dropping her mask.

"She has stolen something of mine." When no one said anything he continued. "She has stolen the Prince of Shadows, my grandson, from me." Her mask finally slipped as she started laughing.

"Her sons are not, have never been, and never will be your property." With each tense she flicked up a finger to emphasize her point.

"He is my blood, my heir, my..." She didn't let him finish.

With a flick of her wrist, she threw an escrima stick at him. He easily dodged it but that wasn't it’s purpose. As it passed him it turned back into a yo-yo with the other end still in her hand. She caught him with it and throwing the second, ensnaring him even further in the magical cords. She moved forwards, her little Yīn Yǐng on her heels.

"The blood of the covent is thicker than the water of the womb." She heard her little one speak up beside her. Her expression softened knowing the courage it took him to speak back to his grandfather. If it wasn't for the man's next words she would have cooed.

"You insulant child!" The man spat, still tied on the floor. "You dare lecture me."

"That's enough from you." She sent an electric shock through the wires, so the man collapsed on the ground unconscious.

Not a second later various assassins fell from the rafters in various states of consciousness, paralysis, and some were even frozen.

"How many times, Krait?" She asked, already suspecting the answer.

"Just once." She could practically see Luka's grin through the mask. "I had to see that again."

"You had us worried!" Chloe pushed him off balance, a small laugh laced her voice.

"How do you feel Dal Sghaier?"

Jason knelt in front of his littlest brother.

"You and Mama, and the pack, and the kwamii are my family." By the end Damian's transformation fell as he hugged Jason tighter and tighter. At this point all three of them dropped their transformations and held each other on the floor of the cathedral.

They stayed like that until they heard the tell tale sounds of high heels on stone floors. Resulting in everyone turning to watch the new arrival.

"For the record I tried to stop him."

"And we could all tell you that would be a hopeless endeavor, Tahlia." She responded to the newest arrival, who stopped between the pack and the bats.

"I know." The woman came up to their little family. The bats looked ready for a fight. While the pack stood back, almost casually. "As your birth mother I can't say I approve. But..." Tahlia started, her expression softening as she spoke. "But as someone who wants the best for you. I know you found your place. Wouldn't you agree, Beloved?"

"I don’t see how my input would affect your decision." Bruce voiced; his two boys looked as if they were still waiting for the woman to attack them.

"I suppose it’s only logical." Tahlia said in response. "He however is our child."

Softer so that only Marinette could hear she whispered in her ear, so sincerely that Mari could finally smile since arriving in Paris. "Take care of them for me, both of them."

"Of course." She smiled at the woman but turned into a smirk. "Just tell your father if he ever tries to harm or touch any of my family. Bats over there won't ever find his body." The assassin smiled, chuckling at her response.

"I'll hold you to that." With that the woman took her leave, leaving several of them with more questions than answers. But also, two less demons in the room.

Mari quickly turned back into Cerise, and with Kaalki's help opened several portals to drop the assassins back in Nanda Parbat. And she then opened another door to the room where they had all left from in Wayne manor.

They were gone for maybe twenty minutes at the most, that however seemed to be more than enough time for the reporters to start their newest gossip on the tabloids.

Bruce Wayne’s mysterious meeting with designer Mira at gala, ended up being the trending headline the next day.

So did most believe they had a fling and now she was bringing in their child into it. They did. Because anyone with a pair of eyes and a brain cell can tell, Mira's child looks suspiciously a lot like Bruce Wayne. Did both she and Bruce try to explain it. Also yes, but that didn't go too well. The tabloids went on and on, so they also decided to roll with it for fun more than anything. Later speculation revealed their original explanation which was believed more by the people of Gotham. And that only re-enforced exactly why both of them prefer to stay out of that light.

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A few months later he and Marinette we’re happily dating, sure it turns out her youngest ended up being his biological son. Was he still a bit paranoid and decided to do a DNA test. Yes. Did either of them judge him for it. No.

But now as he sits here watching all of his children on a lazy Sunday morning, he finally felt whole in a long time.

For the first time in a long time he was truly happy, and he knows it started a long time ago, when he first met that girl in a small village in Tibet. He would have never expected his life to turn out the way it did.

He never expected to become a vigilante.

Much less a father.

Or to even find someone he truly loved to call his own.

This is his life now, but he wouldn’t change anything, because this is the family that he found and built. It’s his, it might be little, majorly crazy, and broken ninety-nine percent of the time, but it’s his.

Family is not always just the one you are born into. But also, the ones you choose to stand by, protect, and love.

And he’s glad he found this one.

Fin

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purrincess-chat · 1 year

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Now I remember all of my domestic Adrinette headcanons 🙃

Marinette killing it as a fashion designer with her own brand after Gabriel fucked off to jail or died or whatever.

Adrien being a proud dad/husband and a school counselor at the collége where their kids go. He also teaches fencing as an extracurricular.

Emma is the oldest who takes after her dad with blonde hair that she wears in pigtails. She can play piano, fence, and speak French, Chinese, and Italian. She also does ballet and karate.

Louis is the middle child, a year younger than Emma. He takes after his mom with black hair and grandma Sabine's grey eyes. He loves fashion design just like his mom and shares his mom's hopelessness in love.

Hugo is the baby of the bunch, a year younger than Louis, who takes after his grandpa Tom with his love of cooking/baking and brown hair and green eyes. An absolute cinnamon roll.

#cat speaks #adrinette #adrienette #dadrien #mominette

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nobodyfamousposts · 2 years

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Is it possible for other people to make wishes with chaton and littlebug like if minimouse or Conner held there hands with them if so what would they wish for

That would just be asking for trouble.

But if they DID...

Conner: (Holding hands with Littlebug and Chaton) Oh man, I have that history test tomorrow and no time to study. I wish I could avoid it somehow.

(Next day)

Substitute: Um…your history teacher apparently eloped last night with some rich millionaire after winning the lottery and all of her notes were burned, so the test is cancelled.

Conner: Huh. What a strange but convenient circumstance.

XXXXXXXXX

Conner: (Petting Littlebug and Chaton)

Littlebug and Chaton: (Enjoying pats)

Conner: You know, Mom is really busy lately. I wish she'd be able to get some rest and take it easy.

(Later)

Marinette: We won a free cruise trip?

Tom: Yeah! It's such a surprise, I don't even remember entering the contest.

Marinette: I guess?

Conner: Huh. Another strange but not unwelcome coincidence.

XXXXXXXXX

Conner: (Hugging Littlebug and Chaton) I wish I could fly like Superman.

Littlebug and Chaton: (Send each other looks)

(One hour later)

Marinette: (Picks up ringing phone) Hello, Conner! What's up?

…

Marinette: What do you mean you?

…

Marinette: You're WHERE?

#ml drabble #ml fun #ml crossover #dc crossover #mominette #conner kent #superboy #dolls au #littlebug #chaton noir #wish powers activate

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berriusagi · 1 year

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Stomach Bug Masterlist

Rating: Teen and Up

Word count: 64,779

Summary: Marinette and Damian try to keep their relationship secret from their two families but that all goes up in smoke when Marinette comes down with a stomach bug. Marinette is panicking, Harley and Ivy are supportive, Damian is happy, the batfam is insane.

NOTICE!!!

This series has been discontinued in it’s current form! I loved writing this but I am not happy with the quality of the work and as such I have chosen to not continue this version of it. I am working on a rewrite and will post the chapters once I am finished! If you want to be added to the tag list just let me know I will be posting both on here and on Ao3 but it will be a long while before I post anything as I want to have a decent chunk of the story done before I begin posting.

Chapters under the cut

One: Morning Sickness

Two: Dinner Announcement

Three: Future Plans

Four: Afternoon Date

Five: Late Night Sewing

Six: Faming Bonding: Dick

Seven: Family Bonding: Jason

Eight: Family Bonding: Bruce

Nine: Family Bonding: Alfred

Ten: Doctor’s Visit

Eleven: Family Shenanigan’s

Twelve: Home for the Holidays

Thirteen: Memory Lane

Fourteen: Girl’s Day

Fifteen: Christmas Day

Sixteen: New Year

Seventeen: First Sound

Eighteen: First Movement

Nineteen: Boy’s Day

Twenty: The Winning Class

Twenty-One: Ground Rules

Twenty-Two: Jet Lag

Twenty-Three: Old Friend

Twenty-Four: Baby Shower

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#daminette #damianette #damidad #mominette #maribat #maridami #ml x dc #teen pregnancy #stomach bug

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maribatz-2k · 7 months

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Child Of Mine

09/20/2023

Chapter 17

First|Previous

Two years later, Mari and Alix had moved to New Jersey to rebuild their lives. Alix applied for the art teacher position at the local schools and Marinette had opened a small store. The girls had found a dreary location of Gotham and sold their condo in London to a starting out family.

You’re probably wondering what would make the girls move to this location. Well my dear Watson, a dart to the globe did. Their home lays between the shady side and the abandoned side of the great city. If you’re wondering, the shady side is the rich smugs who flaunt money and don’t care for their city. What? Did you think we were talking about the side that has all the criminals who just want to tear up their city and take over like kings? Ha! That’s the abandoned side.

See Mari and Alix did research on Gotham after their dart landed on this city. They learned about the “Amazing” Batman and his fledglings, the villains of misfits, and the rich and poor communities. Since the loss and found of their sons, Mari and Alix decided they wanted to be helpful towards the wandering children of Gotham. Alix teaches the kids in the art studio she and Mari bought when Alix is not working at the school. Marinette makes sure they are fed and clothed, with maybe some medical assistances.

Marinette was working with a client when Alix walked in with a paper bag, two to-go cups of coffee, and a slim briefcase. Mari had to hold back her chuckle watching her wife stumble over the furniture to reach the desk to unload her supply. Her wife’s once proper bun was scattered and frizzed as if she had been pulling at it all day.

“I think its time to cut your hair short again. You look like Ms. Frizzle.” Mari comments winning a chuckle the tall male.

“If those rich brats tell me free form is not art one more time and we will continue to have problems.” Alix responds, placing the bags and drinks down on the entertainment table, fixes her hair, and walkover circling the client. “Oh wow, when is the big day?”

“The gala is in two weeks, and I plan to propose to my girlfriend.” The client was a tall, strapping young man, crisp straight black hair that didn’t pass his ears unless untamed. He stood there trying to not be pricked by the seamstress as he shifted to look at the red head that entered the building.

“I’m thankful I had a suit already prepared so I didn’t have to do it all from scratch. And in short amount of time.” Marinette looked up with a smile as she gave a small giggle.

“Why ordering a suit so close to the timeline?” Alix asks as she sits down on the sofa with her coffee and watches. The young man looks down as he answers.

“My brothers thought they would be funny and use my best suit for a joke. I’m still amazed they were able to do it. But it cost me my only good suit.” The man looked grim at the memory again. He was getting a whole new suit thanks to his brothers pranks. They had taken his suit and put it on the cow and painted superman’s insignia on her chest. His youngest brother was really pissed that they did that to his cow and ended up shredding the suit up to get it off. Alix fell back laughing at response then covered her mouth.

“Shit, I’m sorry. Reminds me of me and my friends growing up pulling some dumb stuff like that. Mari shook her head then stood up.

“You guys were horrible with your pranks. Alright Dick, please tell me if you feel uncomfortable anywhere?” She addresses the man then steps back to watch him examine his new suit. He moved around freely then twisted, feeling no rubbing or tightness anywhere.

“This feels good. Thank you.” He gives her the most shiniest smile that could surpass Adrien’s.

“No problem. Go ahead and change out of them and ill have ready the day of the gala so you don’t have to worry about further damages. If you want, we can even bring it to your door.” Marinette offered. He gave another smile then went to the dressing area. Alix smiled as her wife turned to her and gave her own distressed smile. She offered Mari her cup of coffee and pastry from the bag. Gratefully she accepted then sat down with Alix and nibbled.

“What would I do without you.” She retorted.

“Absolutely die. Not even Chloe could revive you.”

“No, but she would try. Dr. Bourgeois is now top 20 in general doctor in France. She would definitely try.” Alix laughs holding her stomach. It was a shock to everyone when Chloe announced that she was approved to Med School in London after école secondaire. But she continues to prove everyone wrong.

“I think I saw she was suppose to be coming out here for Christmas with Adrien. Think the blondes can handle this dark life?” Alix asked earning another shudder and giggles from Mari. Dick steps out from the dressing room, dressed back in his jeans and button up blue and black plaid shirt, the full suit draped on his arms.

“You sure you can bring to my apartment the day of the gala? I hate to be a bother.” His concern showing in his tone despite his smile.

“Yes monsieur, it will be fine. Besides you’re paying full price for a premade suit. I hate to see the money go to waste.” Marinette says with a smile of her own. Standing she walks over and takes the suit from him, then place it on a hanger and hang it up on a rolling hanging line. “Now, go home and spend time with your family. I must close up.” He gave her another smile then runs out of the door. She didn’t need to lock up yet it was only after 17:00 after all, but she had mini-clienteles coming in and she didn’t want anyone to scare them off.

Taps on the back door sprung a smile on Mari’s lips as she ran to it. Quickly she opened the door and ushered the children in. It was only a small handful this time round.

“Quickly now. I have three bathrooms available if you all need ‘em, all on second floor and one down here. Feel free to shower if you desire. You’ll find fresh clean clothes sitting on hangers in the bathroom closets. I hope they are the right sizes. I will be in the front.” Mari turned away letting the kids get their space then headed back to the lobby. She had the blinds draped half – way up, just to allow sunlight to still enter, and double check to lock the door. Finally, a set of kids walk in the lobby with her and Alix. It was three girls and two young strapping young boys.

“Oh my goodness you all look so cute! I’m glad they fit.” Marinette squeals happily. The youngest girls smile brightly, the oldest gave a curt nod. The boys just blush and scowl. “Oh, I’m sorry. You two look very handsome in your clothes.” This earned two happy smiles. Alix chuckles watching them all. Marinette crouched down to their level and adjusted the kids clothes accordingly, allowing room to grow and be able to still move around without contrition should they have to run away from strangers.

“Did you place your clothes in the hamper so I can wash them tonight?” All five of them nodded their heads. Mari smiles and stands back up, heading over to Alix to grab a couple of back packs. “Here, there are more clothes in here for you all. You are welcome to share them with others, but they are closer to your sizes. If you need more or just want to hang out, you are always welcome here.” Alix smiles as she hands the boys their bags.

“I even snuck in a couple of Mari’s famous homemade snacks.” She gave a wink as the woman gave a mock gasp of disbelief. The children giggle, even the oldest girl gave a mischievous smile. Closing the blinds completely, the girls walked the children out the back and to their “respective” homes. The couple stuck to the shadows watching them leave their sides, then headed out of the alleys to the main road to head home. Not aware of the time, the two decided to stop somewhere to pick up food. Thankfully, there was always the Tai place that remained open until midnight.

“Think we’ll run into him tonight?” Alix whispered to Mari on the way home holding their food bags. Mari shrugs holding Alix’s arm as they walked to their condo. Well aware it was time for patrol, the girls kept their eyes to the road avoiding to look around for the night crew.

The day of the gala couldn’t have come soon enough. Marinette was dressed as in her red pant suit and blazer featuring a white blouse ruffle down the front. Her hair was tied up in a tight professional bun pinned together by pearl barrettes and bobby pins. Sporting a pair of black kitten heels while Alix sported standard black slacks and a blue blouse, hair freshly cut to her old sporty, pixie style, and tennis shoes.

“Really?”

“What? You said dress business casual. Tennis shoes is the best casual.” Alix smiles innocently. Mari just shakes her head and smiles. They grab the dressing bag and head out the door to the addressed location. Luck was on their side, out of all the taxi cabs that never cross their living area, one comes by. They hailed it down then pass the address to the young man behind the wheel. The cab stopped in front of a rich apartment complex a couple blocks away from Wayne Enterprise. Alix hopped to main door, looked through the rows of name tags then pressed the button. The intercom let out a buzzing noise, then the door unlocked to let the girls in.

After three flights of stairs, they reach the apartment door greeted by loud shouts on the other side of the door. Fighting instinct, Marinette knocks on the door then tried to wiggle to doorknob finding it unlocked. They pushed the door open coming face to face with Dick wrestling with someone in his underwear. Alix let out a wolf call making the two men freeze in their spot and look up.

“Are we interrupting something?” Marinette asks. Dick quickly pushes against the other man to stand up.

“No, no. My brother just decided he needed to be an Ass.” Dick says turning his glare at the man below him.

“In your whitey tighties?” Alix smirks, raising a brow at the man. Dick’s face burns red. He leans over and grabs the blanket off the back of his sofa and wrap it around his waist.

“I-is that my suit?” He cleared his throat as he tried to speak. Alix and Mari laugh for his change of subject before handing the dress bag to him. Dick left the room to put it on, leaving the two with his so-called brother. The brother sat up on the floor and stared at the Alix and Marinette curiously.

“So, are you two going to just stay here until he pays you or are you looking for something else?” He asks clearly insinuating something inappropriate. Before Alix could say anything, Dick returned dressed dashing in the new black and white suit, with a tinge of blue that shined based on the lighting.

“Don’t you look sexy. If Kor’i doesn’t say ‘Yes’ I will.”

“Thanks Jason, but you’re not my type.” Dick says. “Thank you ladies. I’ll let you know what happens. Will need to commission you for future functions.” Marinette smiled widely.

“Always welcome to have the clients. Enjoy your gala.” They walk out and head back to the elevator when Jason ran up to them.

“Hey wait! I wanted to apologize.” Jason stops next to them, rubbing the back of his neck. Mari examined the young man, something about him feeling familiar to her. He stood a foot and a half taller than her in heels. White tuff of hair twirled in the front, body as brawny and muscular as her papa’s if she had anyone to compare to. His eyes held a bright blue hue to it but something about his eyes, something more, intriguing was drawing her in.

“Not a worry at all. Mari and I are use to mischief behavior all the time.” Alix gives him a wink then elbowed her wife, returning her back to earth. Before Marinette can say anything further, the elevator arrived and opened. “Our ride is here. It was a pleasure to meet you.” Alix drags the blunette into the machine and pushes the first floor. Mari just blinks and waves at the man hearing him just before the door closes.

“Another time.”

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Rue - Chapter 1

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She hadn't felt this numb in so long. She didn't want to believe it, but the evidence was irrefutable. Everything lined up, and the closer she looked back the clearer it became. He had gradually become more distant and tried to cover it up by giving over-blown affection.

Marinette turned the water off and set the plate in the drying bin. Taking a breath in she dried her hands off. She sent a text out as she checked on her girls, she cracked the door open to them peacefully sleeping. She leaned against the door frame and sighed with contentment, her girls were her most important part of her life. Even more so than being Ladybug, or a Guardian. And more important than Adrien, no matter how much he had affected her life he was no longer a part of her life as of tonight. Marinette had grown from being the obsessive young teen, then had been her most embarrassing time but now was the time she most regretted. As much as she appreciated her best friend, she wished she hadn't encouraged her.

Her phone went off.

You got this, just call if you need help. We're here for you and the girls.

She smiled and sent a thumbs up. She closed the girls’ room to head to the living room, she got her knitting project out. Mylène and Ivan were adopting a girl and so she asked for the girl’s favorite color(s) so she could make her a hat. There were commissions or designs she could work on but she needed to get this over with, she couldn’t let herself get caught up with anything. And knitting had become a mindless task, once you’ve done it long enough. She started the brim of the hat.

Knit, knit. Pural, pural. Knit, knit. Pural, pural. Knit, knit. Pural, pural. And onwards. She had already gotten a few rows started for the head of the hat when Adrien finally came home. It was almost ten, just over two hours from when dinner was finished. He locked the door, kicking off his shoes as he hung his coat up. She heard his keys clang into the bowl, his footsteps were hushed as he went down the hall.

“Oh, Maribun, I thought you would be in bed. You didn’t have to stay up for me.” His voice was sweet, but the nerves were clear enough. His smile was fake, it was his model smile. Mari had seen it more and more, but had brushed it off. Adrien took to rolling the bottom of his sweater between his fingers.

“Actually Adrien I wanted to talk to about something,” she expressed. Adrien tensed up enough that Marinette noticed as she put down her knitting and sat up. “Could you sit down please?”

“Uh, um, yeah of course.” His smile was slightly strained and he tried to relax in the seat parallel to hers. “What did you want to talk about?”

Marinette took a breath and clasped her hands together, “I-”she took another breath and started tapping her fingers“-don’t want you to freak out, or try to argue with me. I want a calm adult conversation.”

He nodded, “Of course.”

“I know about Lila.”

“What?” He stopped his fiddling and his head tilted slightly.

“I said I know.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Please don’t make me say it Adrien.”

“I don’t understand what you’re saying Marinette,” he rolled his sweater with more force than before. “Are you well? You really need to go to bed sooner rather than staying up late for work.”

Marinette took a deep breath and looked him in the eyes. “Adrien don’t lie to me please. Have you or have you not been with Lila?”

Adrien's eyes widened and he frowned at her, “Mari why would you think of such a thing? I haven’t seen or heard from Lila since lycée.”

Marinette thought she would have broken if she heard him lie to her, especially about Lila. But she didn’t, she was hurt beyond measure, yes. But a part of her had expected him to lie. That’s what hurt the most, was that she had been right. If only she could be wrong, if only they had been wrong. She pursed her lips together, and turned away from him for a moment.

“I-“ her voice cracked. She opened her bag and took out a slim binder and folder. “Alya has had her suspicions for a while and you know her. She doesn’t know when to cover her nose. And, um,” she opened the folder to show pictures of Adrien with Lila. Going for walks, him holding her hand, her latching onto him, sitting in cafes together. Adrien smiling, really smiling even in some.

“Mari this is all out of context, I’m-“ his lies were cut off.

“Really?” She grabbed the stack and took the ones from the bottom. Photos of him kissing Lila and going to where Marinette assumed was her house. “Are these taken out of context? What about these? Lie to me again, Adrien.” Her voice was thick with emotion. “Not to mention Chloé bumping into Alya during this and guess what she got Sabrina to look at for them?” She opened the binder, “These are your calls from within the last two years. Two years. Every call you had with her highlighted, and because they go above and beyond. Every word, every breath, is there. Not to mention Alya got video proof of you with her, and we both know how amazing she is with a camera. You’ve seen the Ladyblog videos.”

Adrien was silent until he finally stated, “You had Alya spy on me? Mari what the hell!”

“E-excuse me? I did n-”

“You’re always so paranoid!” He stood up waving the folder.

“Adrien please don’t yell. I just want to talk about this.”

“And you’re spending time with Chloé, when you didn’t even want me hanging out with her back in collegé? You are such a hypocrite!”

Mari stood up, “Adrien please sit down, we don’t need to wake up anyone. I want to sort this out calmly.”

“No Marinette, this is wrong. See this is why I said you shouldn’t hang out with Alya anymore. Cause she pulls bull like this!”

“Do you even hear yourself Adrien? You’re not even ashamed of yourself?”

“What I hear is you had Alya follow me, this is your own fault,” He threw the folder on the coffee table. “It’s all fine when you just give me more of your time.” He went around the table to her. “We’re perfect together, but both sides need to give.” He reached to hold her face but she stepped away. He frowned and kept moving forward.

“Adrien I have been giving, I’ve been giving a lot to our relationship. If you would just get rid of your tinted glasses you’d see that.” She took another step back. “And we aren’t perfect, no one is perfect.”

He kept stepping forward, “No but we are,” he grabbed her wrist. “We’re made for each other, Marinette.”

Marinette tensed.

No, no, no, no, no. It has to be a coincidence. It couldn’t be.

“We’re made for each other, M’lady!”

“No, that’s how love works, Adrien. Please give me space,” She took a step towards the balcony doors. Adrien kept following her steps, “Marinette you’re overreacting, just-“

“Adrien, I believe I’m underreacting if anything.” Adrien put her hand on his chest, she used her other hand to reach behind towards the balcony doors. “Adrien please, I would like some room.”

“Marinette, I love you more than anything. You know that right?” He cupped her face but she pulled away. His brows pulled together as his lips became a flat line.

“Your actions say otherwise, please can we just sit back down and talk this out.” her hand was ready on the handle while she leaned farther away from him.

“It’s okay, Maribun,” he leaned down to her, his eyes going half closed. Marinette unclipped the handle’s hold, slid it open and grabbed it with her foot sliding it fully open. She yanked Adrien with her arm out onto the balcony, he lost his grip on her wrist and fell hitting his head. Marinette pulled her wrist to her chest, her breathing was increasing in speed.

“Marinette,” he growled. “How could you do that?” His voice suddenly soft, sending Marinette for a whiplash.

Marinette went back for her bag shoving her items back in it and grabbed her phone out. She tapped favorites and pressed call.

“What’s wrong? Please tell me it went well.”

Marinette rushed across the apartment to the girls’ bedroom, “Which miraculous do you have?” On the other end she heard yelling between some of her friends. “Mine in the box but Chloé still has hers.” She opened the door and started shaking Emma awake, “Hey baby go wake up your sister, okay?” Emma nodded with a yawn.

“Okay tell her to transform, I grant her temporary access to the box. Get the horse, open a portal to the girls room,” she stated. She looked down to Hugo tugging at her pants, “Maman what’s wrong?” She melted at her daughter's words, “Nothing sweetie.” She grabbed their hands and knelt to their level, “You remember the teleport trick you do with Mommy?” They nodded their heads, Emma with enthusiasm while Hugo nodded her small face with concern.

“Well we need to do that right now, I will be with you soon okay?” Marinette squeezed their hands, Emma squeezed back and Hugo gave a firm nod. “Okay, close your eyes, and don’t open your eyes cause then it doesn’t work.” The girls did as they were told and Mari went back to her phone, “You ready?”

“Yes, just tell me when.” Alya answered worried, her call had been changed to be on her horseshoe. She had a feeling they should have been there with her, but she let Mari do it on her own like she wanted. She resisted the urge to sigh, she should have offered to have the girls but she didn’t.

“When I say the second turn, and detranform before they open their eyes,” Mari said in a hushed voice. “Okay girls ready?” They shook their heads, “Okay turn, turn-“a portal opened in front of them”-turn. Stop and step forward. Mommy will see you soon.” The portal closed, she heard Emma’s squealing to see ‘Auntie Alya’ on the other side of the phone, “Oh my goodness, what do we have here? The Magical Gems in the flesh! there’s juice in the fridge with Chloé and Nino waiting for you.”

“Okay what do you need me to do now?” Alya turned to her phone now that the girls had gone into the kitchen. She could hear Marinette rushing through the apartment.

“I- I don’t know. He hasn’t come instead from the balcony, I threw him on it.” She brushed her hand through her hair as she collected it to put in a ponytail, “I told him I knew he tried to deny it,” she grabbed a duffel bag stuffing clothes and various items in it. “He tried to come onto me and wouldn’t listen to me.” She grabbed the Miracle Box and shoved it into the bag wrapping clothes around it.

“He what.” Alya clenched her fist.

“But somethings off, and I can’t quite place it.” That wasn’t true, she could feel what it was. She just didn’t want to believe til she saw it, just like with the Lila situation.

“You head over here right now or so help me, I will be the last thing you see till your next life.” Marinette chuckled as her anxiety continued to let itself be known. She slipped her shoes on and pulled down one of her hoodies, she unlocked the door and pulled the bag’s strap over. She hesitated at the door knob, she swallowed. “I just need to make sure he’s okay at least before I leave, his head did hit the balcony.”

“Mari, he is not worth your time, just get out and I can open another portal.” Alya had headed to her bedroom and transformed again. Marinette entered the living/dining area and froze looking through the balcony door. Adrien hadn’t come in but he wasn’t on the balcony.

“Open a portal outside my apartment door.”

“Got it,” she spoke the word and a portal opened to Marinette’s apartment door. Marinette ran to the door and stepped through.

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