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Avatar last Airbender prompt

What if Sokka was a water bender but nobody knows (not even him) because he always uses ice in very subtle ways without noticing. (They live in the southern water tribe the are always surrounded by ice nobody is going to notice more ice )

Like what if he uses is it for it to put some power behind his punches or even making the ground slippery to mess with is opponents footing Or uses a bit of ice to make his grip on his sword better/stronger

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What if he wasn’t lying and Clark was dressed at Batman

vicki vale: and what do you have to say about the rumors that Bruce Wayne and Batman are the same person?

12 year old, newly appointed robin, jason todd: ??? that would be really weird cause i’ve literally seen them kiss before??

bruce: *in the Wayne tower, popping up from his paperwork* …something just happened…

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I want to a fic where Danny is forced to Gotham either by his parents or Vlad, and the echo there makes him really sick and Gothamites notice changes in the environment because every sniffle sneeze, cough or wheeze makes powers go haywire

like one sneeze from Danny just caused a huge shard of ice to just appear, or makes him shoot straight to the sky

But no one actually sees Danny use his powers. They only see the after effects, so the bats are just running around Gotham like crazy trying to find out if Mr. freeze got out of Arkham or not, only for them to eventually come across sick Danny

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Do cats get offended when they hear humans say “ look what the cat dragged in” when talking about some who looks like an absolute mess

Like do they just thinks ‘even my most horrific kill look better THIS guy’

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What if Gotham was built on an intersection of multiple ley lines, but because of the curse placed on the city those line are fraying at the edges(some might be severed)

And now Gotham has a constant incoming flow of magic/spiritual energy with little/no outgoing flow

Thats why the JL or other magic user can’t cleanse the city(and trying to sever all the ley line<to/from Gotham> would only leave a Gotham sized crater)

*ones of the ley lines goes through Metropolis City(is probably one of the stronger line)

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Alfred pennyworth the true Master of gaslight, gatekeep, girl boss

Tim, new to the manor: I didn’t sleep at all last night. I haven’t slept in a few days actually

Alfred, cooking: Appears not to have noticed Tim talking at all

Tim: …. Alfred? Are you alright?

Alfred: Still no reaction whatsoever

Tim, spotting Bruce walking in: Bruce, is Alfred okay?

Bruce: Hm?

Alfred: Did you say something, sir?

Tim: You are okay!

Alfred: still looking at Bruce quizzically 

Bruce, suddenly understanding: Tim you need to go to bed

Tim: ??? What the fuck?

Bruce: Alfred can’t hear you when you’re tired

Tim: That’s not possible?

Alfred: Master Bruce who are you talking to? Master Tim is elsewhere, is he not?

Bruce: 

Tim:

Bruce:

Tim:

Bruce:

Tim: Fine! I’ll go to bed!

Alfred, turning back to what he had been doing: Very good lad. I hope you have a pleasant time

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If Gotham is sentient, she would probably claim Damian as her resident the second he arrives in Gotham for the first time and because he is biologically a Wayne, she would smother him by stopping or slow time for him a couple months

Immortal Gotham

Ok so bear with me

I have this au that everyone in Gotham ages differently. By this I mean that they will randomly stop aging, then continue, or age slower and no one no why (like how everyone ages in comics) but it is ONLY in Gotham. Since Gotham is so separate then the rest of the world nobody knows. It’s just that unspoken thing.

So the other heroes and villain’s from around the world age normally. While the heroes and villain’s in Gotham seem to be immortal in a sense. But since Batman is a cryptid no one notices.

But it is not just heroes and villains but everyone (at least if you don’t get murdered) such as Commissioner Gordon.

Until one-day Dick Grayson causally mentions how he has 80 years of experience despite being 25. Everyone from Gotham commented about how weird it was for the world to age while time seemed to stay still for them.

Cue confusion for everyone else.

I just think this would be a hilarious thing to read.

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Excuse me while I ignore all my TBR’s and binge read all new books

BEST BRUCE WAYNE/ BATMAN FICS I KNOW

ok so I’ve noticed a distinct lack of fic recs surrounding bruce as a focus and figured hey, I read a fuck ton of bruce fics to fix that!! 

This is gonna be a mix of gen and shipping, for this list at least, I’m just gonna have all the longer fics with a more serious tone here- i lowkey wanna do another rec list for batfam or team bonding with the league and/or sweeter slice of life fics too (also all the other superbat fics, there were so many others but this list was already getting waay too long lol)

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GENERAL

I’ll Come Out Right On The Other Side

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21995317/chapters/52488031

A direct follow up to “Live While I Breathe” in which Bruce begins therapy.

His first major goal? Bettering his relationships with his kids, one at a time.

AKA: Bruce plans a bonding activity with each of his kids and generally makes a fool of himself. He thinks it might be worth it though, in the end.

Good Intentions and the Highest Hopes

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35013313/chapters/87205279

Bruce offers each of his children the chance to go on vacation with him, and they get to choose the destination. Jason chooses the one place he thinks Bruce will enjoy the least, out of spite.

That’s how the two of them end up going to Disney World.

Yesterday’s Voices

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11035398/chapters/24597084

While trying to take down a drug cartel that deals with memory altering drugs, things go awry, and Batman wakes up with no recollection of the last five years. As a result, his family must now race against time to find the antidote, while also having to deal with a Bruce who still thinks Jason is Robin. A Bruce who doesn’t recognise most of them. A Bruce far less jaded and cynical than the one they’re used to. A Bruce who still cares.

Nature and Nurture

https://archiveofourown.org/works/14519379/chapters/33545871

It was a no good, very bad night all around, and it kept getting worse.

In which the writer explores some classic tropes, indulges in some BatFam feels, and explores the effects of nature and nurture on the psyche of one Bruce Thomas Wayne.

(^ bruce gets hit with a spell and goes through different ages and bonds with each batfam through every one- it’s really really good)

Foreign Object

https://archiveofourown.org/works/7804285/chapters/17807005

Bruce Wayne deals with a serious illness, one that threatens the most crucial part of himself. He and the family try to cope with their own fears and expectations about it and then the aftermath. This is written partly as character study, partly as family drama.

A Good Place

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13515501/chapters/30999966

Damian Wayne is kidnapped and sent back years through time. Together, he and Father – who’s only been Batman for a mere six months –must figure out how to return him to his own time. Over the course of the next week, Damian discovers that Mexican gangsters do not mess around, that social workers find Bruce annoying, that Bruce might be a little messed up, and that crystal chandeliers create the fondest memories.

Oh. And Alfred has hair.

Keep Your Head, Your Backbone, and Your Heart

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30878135/chapters/76242287

The last thing that Duke expected on what was supposed to be just a regular patrol was being suddenly thrown five years into the past, coming face to face with a darker, more violent Batman than the one he knew, a broken family, and a Tim who was a foot shorter than Duke, and not even Robin yet.

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SUPERBAT

A Common Misconception

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28374456/chapters/69587634#workskin

When Bruce Wayne comes out, he accidentally becomes the poster child of bisexuality and realizes his lifestyle of sleeping around needs to come to an end. Clark, being the supportive friend that he is, volunteers to pretend to date him for a year.

You know the rest.

Infinite

https://archiveofourown.org/works/9544220/chapters/21581087

With the help of an alien artifact Bruce is travelling to more universes than he ever thought possible. The only problem?

He can’t get back to his own.

Time To Give

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33784999/chapters/83984005

Martha Kent has lost her son; that’s something Bruce can understand. A friendship that blossoms from grief and loss? Bruce can be selfish this once and allow himself at least that.

But then Martha gets her son back, and Bruce? Bruce doesn’t. Living with what he’s done and has had done to him? Maybe Bruce needs a little help with that. And it seems both Kents are willing to give Bruce as much time as he’s willing to give them.

Until his son does come back. Both of them.

(A Superhero’s Amateur Guide to Saving a Life, Falling in Love, and Preserving the Space-Time Continuum Despite) Time Travel

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25137466

There isn’t anything unusual about the day Bruce dies.

Clark wishes there had been. He wishes he’d known it was coming; he wishes he’d been ready and waiting to stop it before it happened at all.

But having the chance to fix it after the fact is the next-best thing. He’ll take it.

Porridge (New and Improved)

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18916780

If there was no Batman, he would just have to create him. No matter what the cost. With the help of a Batman-inspired supercomputer that is close to the real thing (but not nearly close enough), Superman brings Batman to the world once more.

(^ crazyyyyy)

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BATLANTERN

Am I The Asshole?

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28287774/chapters/69318234

Hal is sick, and Bruce helps out, and illness has a way of showing you not just who you really are, but who someone else is too. It’s possible, Hal comes to realize, that he just might be the asshole. Possibly. Just maybe

What If

https://archiveofourown.org/works/22137433/chapters/52840714

(not the summary, but a note)

It’s a “What if Hal came home to find out about Coast City’s destruction after the fact?” and a “What if Bruce, being his general awkward but well-intentioned self, stuck his nose in?” and a “What if, Hal got a little support from his friends - take that and shove it, Parallax” kind of fic

The Little Green Light

https://archiveofourown.org/works/3785038/chapters/8419681

Bruce lets himself push back a door of possibility he really ought to have known better than to try, and gets entangled in Ollie and Dinah’s complicated life. Hal Jordan has been there before, and offers him some free advice – and then quite a bit more.

(^ honestly, any batlatern fic done by this person, literally every one)

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RARE(OTHER) PAIR

not really rare but more I couldn’t justify them having their own section so here’s where all the other pairs go lol

Find Your Purpose

https://archiveofourown.org/works/26624758/chapters/64921246

With the manor in flames, Bruce Wayne sets out into the world for a well deserved vacation. When he becomes separated from Alfred, Bruce finds himself trapped in a downward spiral he can’t recover from.

Or at least not without help, and help comes from the strangest of places.

(^ bruce/bane- i really like how they dealt with the more political side of things and asked some real questions)

Coming Home

https://archiveofourown.org/works/12459708/chapters/28354785

After she receives his gift, Diana invites Bruce to Paris so she can tell him her story. They are interrupted when a figure from Diana’s past returns with a message from Themyscira. Diana, with Bruce at her side, discovers that not all myths are myth and she is not as alone as she once was.

(^ wonderbat in my favourite flavour, protagonist diana and happy to be here bruce :))

When Another Clark Situation Becomes Something More

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40404015/chapters/101215623

This is the story of how Vigilante and Batman became an item. And it all started with Vigilante quoting Clint Eastwood in the right place at the right time. Golden Age of Hollywood cowboy movies played a huge role. And the batkids did too. But they aren’t aware of that.

(^ incredibly rare vigilante/batman but it’s also really good- the writer really knows what they’re doing)

SCAR TISSUE

https://archiveofourown.org/works/38102632/chapters/95179879

Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne; once childhood friends, former young lovers, seminal business partners, coinciding superheroes, now… what?

They’ve shared more than their honest need of fixes, shared more than enough of their afflictions, and shared far more than one lifetime together. Left with scattered memories of their relationship, they’re made to question whether they had too much together; if they still have too much remaining to answer for.

With their friendship stretched thin by matters demanding their alter-egos, failing romantic affairs, and inveterate personal burdens, they haven’t seen each other in a few years but, when Bruce shows up at one of Tony’s AA meetings, the pair rekindle their unremitting relationship in a way only they know how.

(^ tony/bruce- just two emotionally damaged, struggling, toxic billionaires who need each other so deeply they would rather die than be apart, yknow, as you do)

Half Way Across

https://archiveofourown.org/works/5795281/chapters/13357042

Set immediately after “The Killing Joke”: Joker changes his mind on the way back to Arkham and agrees to Batman’s offer to rehabilitate him.

What follows is a mess of conflicting needs, emotional ugliness and a whole lot of bad decisions, but no one ever said it was going to be easy.

(^ i know its batjokes x-x I know how ya’ll feel about the ship so i get if you wanna skip this last one but do know, it is really good. (unhealthy? definitely, but good? very much so)

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Currently reading celeste's maribat ideas by moonlitceleste on AO3, and had some ideas I wanted too share them

what if after after seeing the three way shopping war between herself, Roy, Damian and Peter, Marinette just cackles because Roy is gay for his best friend (Jay), and Damian is gay for his best friend (Jon) and Peter is also gay for his best friend (MJ) and the reason they all like her is because she helped them confess or woo the now significant other.

Damian calls her an angel cause she was heaven sent

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The Ghost King (of Miscommunication) Ch.17

Part 1-12,Part 13,Part 14,Part 15, Part 16

Part 17!

Info: Fenton food comes to life because it’s living material (or ex-living material) interacting with ectoplasm which allows it to form ghostiness. The food eaten in the ghost zone is just ectoplasm (animals made of ectoplasm, plants made of ectoplasm, etc - ectoplasm in the GZ is like carbon in humans).

Fun fact: All of the meals in the ghost zone are technically vegan because there’s no such thing as ‘meat.’ Plants can hold shape and be cooked if a ghost is feeling like getting fancy, but animals either a) have to have their core crushed so you can eat them without fighting but in that case they dissolve into liquid ectoplasm (which is what the ‘green liquid’ that is served as a drink is) or b) you can just bite an actual animal, but the plasm is still gonna get kind of liquidy before you can swallow (and you’ll have a ghost animal attacking you which is generally not great)

RIP Tucker, you really are in hell huh

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It takes everything Jazz has not to squeal when Jason rounds the corner and she lays eyes on him.

He’s tiny, following behind one of Danny’s repurposed skeletons like a lost duckling in his little red suit with his little black cape and his little utility belt and yes sure most people look little to Jazz but he’s so little.

She can’t quite tell if the fully-white eyes are an effect of his mask or just what they look like.

He’s also the first Phantom to not have white hair (Spike doesn’t count, the two of them adopting the last name “Spook” to Danny’s undying [ha] despair at Spike’s terrible sense of humor and her own enabling/poor sense of naming).

“Hello, you must be Jason!” She greets once the skeleton takes its leave.

She has to suppress another squeal when he floats up to be closer to eye level.

She refuses to react, Danny had already mentioned how shy and hesitant he’d been about everything. She didn’t want to scare him off.

“I’m Jazz, Danny’s big sister. It’s nice to finally meet you.”

She holds out her hand with a warm smile.

Hesitantly, Jason shakes it.

“You too.”

“I know you haven’t been at the castle long,” she begins, letting go and following Spike as he sweeps open and through the doors to the dining room, “but I’m sure you’ve done a bit of exploring. How have you found it so far?”

It takes him a moment to reply, his eyes sweeping over the weapons decorating the walls around the table - a holdover from growing up in the Fenton household: Jazz and Danny simply can’t eat in peace unless there are weapons readily available. Also useful when one is royalty or related to royalty, incidentally. The number of times the Box Ghost had spent dinner in the thermos after an attempt at a challenge was unreal.

“I’ve… just been out in the snow, mostly, actually. Uh-”

He pauses when she pulls out a chair at one side of the far end of the enormous 30-person table before looping around to sit opposite, next to Spike.

He sits, hesitantly, after her encouraging nod. Wulf follows suit.

“Can I ask…what’s with all of the…” he gestures vaguely at the modified thermos-gun behind the end-seat.

“Weapons?” Jazz grins. “Long story short, our parents were ectologists with no concept of lab safety. After one too many hotdogs and thanksgiving turkeys obtaining sentience to attack us we don’t like to eat without something on hand in case the food gets…uppity.”

Four skeletons float up through the floor to place their food in front of them, just then. Jason leaps back and up to float in the corner of the ceiling, looking down at his meal in anticipatory horror while the skeletons sank placidly back down through the floor.

‘I may have made the story too short,’ she thinks, standing slowly as not to startle-

“As someone who did not grow up in the Fenton household but who has eaten here quite a lot over the course of the last forty-plus years, I’ve never had that issue.” Spike speaks up, bless him. “I’m pretty sure that was uniquely a Fenton household thing due to a specific type of cross-contamination.”

“Exactly, it’s just for peace of mind. We don’t actually need them.” She’s happy to note that his anxiety has turned to just normal hesitance.

“If it would make you feel better I could give you a Wrist Ray?”

His lips pinch before he drifts back down, “Wrist Ray?”

“Here!” she smiles, lifting a hand to pull the one on the wall towards the middle of the room to her with a light application of telekinesis.

Jason watches with wide eyes, and she doesn’t fight down her smile at the awe and barely-suppressed curiosity she can sense just below the surface - fear too, but knowing he was freshly a halfa and hearing how long Danny suspected he’d been struggling to form his core, that was understandable.

Being dead was a lot. Being a ghost was a lot - even for Jazz, who’d grown up with Danny and had been at least tangentially involved in Ghost Zone politics since before she graduated high school.

A sense of normalcy was what he needed now; Jazz can help with that.

She made a mental note to have a talk with Danny about allowing work to interfere with family mealtimes and remind him exactly how they’d felt about that growing up.

Especially when the poor boy hadn’t even been a ghost for a week.

Time holds more meaning for younger ghosts, Danny will just have to learn to delegate until the boy has fully settled in.

Danny had stepped in to take care of Jason, and had barely left his side for an entire week.

Danny had made himself into the stable thing in Jason’s afterlife, and now he’d left him alone with a bunch of strangers - family and friends of the family or not, Jason didn’t know them yet - and Jason’s emotions were flopping as much as a fish out of water.

“This is a Fenton Wrist Ray - we tend to just call them Wrist Rays. You wear it like a bracelet,” she slides it over her hand as she speaks. “It’ll adjust to fit on its own once it’s on - make sure the actual ray is on the top of your wrist. Then-”

She takes aim at Danny’s chair and lets off a blast, leaving a smoking hole where his head would usually be.

“-you shoot!” She finishes cheerfully.

“Darling, the chair…” Spike coughs, but she knows by his smiling eyes that he’s stifling a laugh.

Wulf doesn’t bother hiding his snicker.

“To take it off you just tug - it’ll loosen as much as it needs to. And voila! Here, give it a try.”

She holds it out to him across the table, smile calm.

He looks at it like it’s a snake about to bite him. She waits.

A full 10 seconds pass before he finally takes the weapon, sliding reverently over his wrist.

He looks at Jazz.

She nods at the chair.

He aims at the chair.

Waits.

Looks at Jazz.

“Uh… How do I fire, exactly?”

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Jazz - Spike’s wife, apparently - is a breath of fresh air.

All of the talk he’d been subjected to for the past week has been about medical stuff he doesn’t understand or flying or introductions or how not to continue to be kidnapped.

Sure there was some party they talked about, but that had nothing to do with him, so he just shrugged the few times Danny had sought his input and eventually been left to his devices - those devices being dissociating, trying not to panic, trying not to loose Danny, and trying to find some kind of machine he could feasibly rewire into replacement comms if he could sneak it back to his ‘room.’

Jazz asks about ordinary things, like his favorite color and what he likes to eat and whether he’s seen the library yet - which he has to now that she’s waxed poetic about the size of it and how it has ‘pretty much everything’ (listen if he’s gonna be kidnapped he’s at least gonna take advantage of the perks) - and, strangely enough, his preferred party décor.

Another point to the fae theory - he remembers there being something about them having eternal parties or something.

She also gave him a kind-of-a-gun (even if it took him an unfortunate amount of time to figure out how to ‘will it to fire’).

When the meal (which does not rise to sentience) is over she offers to show him to the library, and when he tries to return the Wrist Ray she says he can keep it.

Spike tells him to enjoy the library and departs complaining about eyeballs - the third such complaint Jason has heard so far.

���Why do people keep saying that?”

“Hm?”

“About ‘eyeballs.’”

Jazz makes a face. It seems the dislike is universal.

“Bureaucrats.”

Jason makes a face - more universal than he’d thought.

“Ah.”

Jazz leaves him and Wulf outside the (large) library doors, having “An appointment to make - thankfully eyeball free.”

They all laugh as she leaves, then Jason slips into the library and decides this might, possibly, be heaven.

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Jason: receives a gun and a library

Jason:

Jason: this is the good place

@kyrianclawraith, @do3y, @someonebored0100

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And Alfred knowing what’s going on and playing along would make Danny and Jazz rooms in the manor and act like nothing has changed.

Dp x DC crossover

So imagine danny and jazz move to Gotham wither it be willingly or on the run. And danny becomes good freinds with Jason. And one day while with danny, jason invited danny to dinner at his family's place.

So jason brought danny to the manor and danny is like "bitch if your fam rich why you live in 1 bedroom apartment in the worst part of town, make it make since". Anway jason and danny sit at the table with the other batkids. The other batkids look at danny kinda funny, jason forgot to mention he was bringing a freind lol.

So then Bruce entered and sat in his chair. He looked at his children took a bite of his stake then his head snapped back up and looked at his kids again. His eyes honed in on danny.

"Who are you?" Bruce asked looking at danny

Danny looked at Jason uncomfortable

Jason looked at Bruce and let out a exaggerated gasp "bruce have you brought so many kids home you forgot about one of your kids!? And my favorite brother no less"

Bruce raised a brow and Damian yelled "what he isnt one of us!" Pointing at danny

"La gasp, demon brat you forgot about him too, even after everything you both have been together, dick talk some since into these heathens!!" Jason cried his hand over his heart.

"Um sorry I uh dont know who this kid is either" dick says fidgeting

"FOR SHAME, SHAME ON THIS FAMILY!!!" Jason yelled dramatically

Everyone was looking at him and Danny, "kid look can you tell us your name" bruce asked looking at the halfa

And danny being the little shit he is goes "you dont remeber my name?! Your jokeing right dad???!!" His eyes wide crocodile tears threatening to spill from his eyes. Everyone In the room is silenced looking at Danny in confusion and guilt.

"It's ok lil bro I'm always here for you" jason says placing a hand on his shoulder "let's go to place for ice cream ok" Jason says to danny gently, Danny sniffles and nods. Jason then leads them out of the manor.

The rest of the batfam is left thinking what the hell, did they really forget about one of their family members, bruce is like "I'm a horrible father, I forgot one of my babies!!??"

Bonus if to commit to the bit danny goes out on potroal with jason and they meet up with the bats and batman is like "who are you" and jason and danny are like "what the hell dad, you forgot Danny's vigilante persona too, you really are a sucky dad" and like leave.

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Demon’s Queen

Prologue:

Marinette fought with all of her might.  She didn’t know who these people were or what they wanted with her.  All she knew was that they knew about her Miraculous and that they were trying to take her away.

She had transformed with multiple of the Miraculous, using all of their powers in the most strategic of ways she could with what she was provided, but she had never realized that there was someone else watching her from the shadows.  Observing, strategizing, scheming how to use her wits against her.  

It was sudden, it felt almost random really, which was why it threw her off so much.  He knew she didn’t do well against seemingly random attacks, and that’s how he knew his interference would be so effective as he was able to quickly pin her.  His fingers were quick, removing the jewelry with practiced ease.  She felt as the magic faded away from her body, the protections completely disappearing with the jewels the new player now held in his grasp.  Marinette struggled, twisting away, and flailing in any way she could that could grant her any leeway she could use to create some sort of opening.  But despite her attempts, none ever came.  In the end, she was left exhausted and defenseless, forced to stare at the face of a boy that looked around her age.

“A fierce warrior.  You hold much potential, yet you use it for such simple means.  I have studied you, and I am still trying to understand why you do not make the people who are beneath you bow at your feet.  You should be seen as a ruler.”

He whispered in her ear as he traced the side of her face with his fingers.  Marinette glared up at the boy and spat, shocking him out of his stupor.

“I do not care for power.  I do what’s right because it’s right.”

The boy’s brow crinkled for only a second before smoothing out into a stoic expression.

“I see.  That doesn’t matter though, I will make sure that you will receive the respect you deserve.”

And before she could say another word, there was a sharp prick in her neck.

“No…”

She whispered before her world blurred together, slowly fading to black.

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