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ur-favorite-queer-queen · 3 years

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Stars/Dreams

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It was Dick’s turn to zeta to Paris and grab Damian today. He once again looked up and found Damian on the Eiffel tower, sitting there staring at the stars. Tears streamed down his face, that he would immediately brush off before any others saw. But the evidence that stained his sleeve, cheeks, eyes, and his whole being could not be covered up.

Just as he was about to make his way up the tower to get him, try to calm him from another nightmare he probably had, he saw another figure sit themself down near Damian. Upon closer inspection, it was Marinette’s childhood friend, Kim.

He made it up the tower just in time to see Damian break down and pull his knees to his chest, face in his knees, his body shaking from how hard he was sobbing, with Kim rubbing circles on his back. At that moment, he knew it was best if he stayed put.

“I miss her too, but if Nette is anything, she’s stubborn.” Kim spoke softly, still rubbing circles into Damian’s back, “I doubt she’s in heaven or hell or any afterlife up or down there. I bet she’s still here watching over everyone, probably haunting some people too.” That got a chuckle out of Damian, if only a small one.

“She d-didn’t deserve what h-happened to her.” Damian said softly, his voice was raspy from all the crying, and he hiccuped every now and then.

“She didn’t. No one deserves that.” Kim paused, unsure of how to continue. Comforting people was not his forte, so he thought about what Marinette would want, “But she wouldn’t want you to spend day after day crying and wasting your life because she’s no longer in it.”

"H-how would you know?" Damian rubbed some snot onto his sleeve absentmindedly.

"I've known Nette since we were 3, I know many things about her Damian." Kim handed him a tissue out of nowhere. "One thing I know that she would never want, is for people to waste their time crying over something from the past, something they can't change. She would want them to look forward to the future, even if it's without her."

Damian stayed silent for a long time, so long Dick was about to make his presence known, but then he started talking, hiccups and hesitation gone from his voice, "She said her favorite place in all of Paris was here. She loved gazing up at the stars, they were her favorite thing in the sky. Unlike the sun they didn't overpower everything else in the sky, or make you want to stay inside when it's too hot. And unlike the moon they don't disappear unless you're in the wrong place." He paused, thinking over what he was about to say next, "She liked to say that each star was special to someone somewhere. Her special star was that one." He pointed to a star to the right that was a little more separated from the other stars, but it still glowed brightly in the night. "She was always too embarrassed to tell me why though."

"That's where I come in." Kim grinned proudly, like he had just won the lottery, in a quieter voice he began to explain, "While it may be hard to believe, when we were younger Nette was the "loner" out of all of us." He made air quotes with his fingers when saying the word, "Nino had joined the art club, I had joined a few sports teams, but Nette always kept to herself. Not saying that as a bad thing that's just how it was back then." He seemed to think of a way to phrase his words, probably so he wouldn't accidentally offend Damian in his sensitive state, "One day while we were hanging out on her balcony she pointed up to the sky and told us, 'You guys both choose a star and I'll choose a star.' That's all she said, me and Nino were used to her crazy shenanigans so we didn't think much of it. I chose that star," He pointed to a star that was close to Marinette's star, but still had many stars surrounding it. Near all the others it didn't glow as brightly, "And Nino chose that star." He pointed to a star that was also close to Kim and Marinette’s star but also close to the other stars, directly in the middle of the two groups, however it was much dimmer than Marinette and Kim's stars.

"What is the point of all this?" Damian interrupted, his voice gaining its annoyance back but couldn’t cover the curiosity it held.

"I'm getting there, okay? Anyways we both told Marinette the stars we picked and she asked why, we both didn't really have an answer. So she answered for us, she was always good at reading people." He gave out a small chuckle, and Damian cracked a smile, a small one but still a smile, "I chose my star because while I'll always be close to her, I like having a big group of friends, specifically where I'm in the center, but allow others to shine. Nino chose his star because he'll always be in between me and Marinette and his other friends, as you are aware. He never really shines, always one to follow the group, but when he does, he shines brighter than all the others."

"You really have all of this memorized?" Damian commented.

"It's just one of those memories you never forget. It's stuck in your head for no specific reason." Kim turned back to face him. "So then we asked what star she chose and why, she pointed to her star. Then said 'I think despite me maybe having friends in the future, deep down I'll be alone, deep down I won't have many people by my side. Maybe I'll only ever have you guys, but I'm okay with that.' And that was what it was like for a while, until everything happened."

"So she chose that star because she was a loner?"

"That's what she says, but knowing her it's probably deeper than that. So here's my theory, she always knew deep down that when it came down to it, not a lot of people would be on her side, so instead of taking chances with other people she kept to herself. But while me and Nino sometimes depended on other people to help us shine, or they outshine us, Marinette didn’t need anyone to help her shine. Or outshine her for that matter. She always worked better independently, for certain things of course."

After Kim's explanation Damian sat there in silence, Kim waited in the silence as well, and Dick didn’t dare break it. After what seemed like an eternity Damian finally spoke, “Thank you for that Kim.”

Kim smiled at him, glad that his story had helped, “Anytime Damian, I know how much she meant to you.” He stood up, preparing to get down from the tower, but turned one last time to look at Damian, “If you ever want any more stories like that, or just about her, you know where to find me.” And with that he started his trek down the tower, because he wouldn’t be Kim if he used the elevator.

After a moment of silence Damian started to get up, speaking as he did, “I know you are there Grayson, you can come out now.”

Dick came out from where he was hiding, at least having the decency to look ashamed for eavesdropping, “Sorry Damian, I didn’t want to interrupt but we gotta get back to Gotham.”

Damian brushed past him as he headed for the elevator, “Tt, Let’s just go.”

They took the zeta tubes back to Gotham where Damian, surprisingly went straight to bed. This left the others feeling worried.

“Who’s going to be on nightmare duty tonight?” Tim asked, even he was worried for Damian, Marinette’s death had been the hardest on him.

“I can do it.” Dick volunteered.

“Are you sure Dick? You already took the ‘Fetch Damian from Paris shift’. Maybe someone else should take this one.” Steph suggested.

“No I’ll do it. I honestly don’t think he’ll need it tonight but just in case. Plus I know some things you don’t.” And with that cryptid message Dick left to go stand guard near Damian’s room. Leaving the others to wonder what on Earth happened when Dick retrieved Damian that he had information that could help him and his nightmares.

Damian had thankfully not had another nightmare that night, but his dream was still strange.

As he drifted off to dreamland he suddenly appeared to be sitting on something, upon closer inspection it seemed to be a star. Suddenly he heard giggling and turned so fast that he almost fell off the star.

Sitting on another star not so far away from him, was Marinette, still looking as beautiful as the last day he saw her. “Hi Damian.” Damian wanted to believe that she was here, but he saw her dead body, he knew that she was dead.

“You can’t be here. You’re dead.” He stated like he was stating a fact, his voice cold and without feeling, that was the only way to stop the tears from flowing.

“I am dead Damian. But Kim was right you know, I’m much too stubborn to leave Earth, especially without making sure that everyone I left behind would be okay.” She started floating over to him and that’s when Damian realized this must all be a dream, his mind trying to convince him that Marinette was still here.

“This is a dream you can’t be here. You’re not actually here, just my mind trying to convince myself you are here.”

Marinette smirked at him, one of those playful smirks that she always flashed when she knew something he didn’t, “If that’s what helps you sleep at night, then go ahead and believe that.”

After a few moments of silence he spoke up, “Did Kim really know you better than I did?” Damian’s voice was soft and vulnerable when he spoke.

“Both of you knew me very well. I think the grief is just clouding some things for you.” Marinette softly smiled at him, “Kim did make a very good point though Damian.” She waited for him to face her before she spoke again, “I don’t want you to stop living your life just because I’m no longer in it. You have so much to live for, and in order to do those things you can’t keep wishing I was there to do them with you.”

“But how am I supposed to forget you?”

“Not forget Damian, move on. Be able to accept the fact that I’m not gonna be here any more but that doesn’t mean that you have to stop living your life.”

“I’m gonna miss you.” He reached out and grabbed her hand, as a sort of reassurance that she was here. She held both his hands with her own.

“I’m gonna miss you too. But I’ll always be here, watching over you and making sure you don’t get yourself into trouble.”

“So is this goodbye?”

“Yeah this is goodbye, but promise me something okay?” She brought him into a hug as the tears that were trapped in her eyes finally flowed free, “Do not, under any circumstances, stop living your life because I’m not there with you. Alright?” She pulled a tiny bit away from him so she could look him in the eyes.

“Okay, I won’t.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

“Good now I believe it is time for you to wake up now.” She grinned at him, despite the fact that tears still fell from her eyes.

“Already?” Damian asked as tears escaped his own eyes.

“Yeah,” She pulled him in for one last kiss before pulling away and smiling at him, “Goodbye Dami, I better only see you in like 70 years.”

“Yeah, goodbye Mari.”

Damian woke up with a small smile on his face as he clearly remembered the dream he had last night. That smile quickly turned to a frown as he remembered that it was just that, a dream.

He got dressed and made his way to the dining room only for Alfred to drag him to the kitchen before he got there. His protests died in his mouth when he saw what was on one of the kitchen counters. Flour was all over the counter but in the spaces there wasn't flour there were words.

'It wasn't a dream Damian, don't worry, you're not crazy.'

He sank to the floor and cried again, this time it was happy tears though. For now he knew that while she wasn't here with him, he at least got the opportunity to say goodbye and know that she would still always roam the Earth and watch him and others. That was good enough in his book.

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kiss-seokjin · 3 years

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Joke (RM Joke Spinoff)

Synopsis: The ‘mad’ wolf hybrid Kim Namjoon breaks out of his imprisonment in an asylum and lucky you, he’s now living in your house!

Pairing: wolf hybrid Namjoon x human reader

Word count: 7,545

Pairing: 18+

Warnings: Smut

Smut warnings: reader and Namjoon are actually kinky, foreplay, oral sex (both receiving), penetration, no protection

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You close your laptop, sighing as you stand up and stretch after a long day of zoom classes for college. Feeling antsy after sitting for so long you Put in your earbuds and play music from your phone as you step outside for fresh air.

There is a grassy yard with a small pond, stream, and flowers in the yard, but beyond that, there is a forest that expands as far as the eye can see along the mountains that you are in. Ever since COVID-19 happened you have been taking online university on and off from the family home in Korea. There is a town close by, it is only a twenty or thirty minute car ride away, though due to living in the mountains you cannot see it from your home. But on a positive note it makes it easy to get groceries and supplies on your weekly trip from your safe space.

Since you cannot see your friends in person these days, and also considering you are in the mountains, you have a weekly chat with them during your free time to catch up with one another and to fill the void of not being able to socialize any more. You truly miss them but you know things will go back to normal someday. At least you hope so.

After relaxing to a few songs while admiring the view you go back inside to make your dinner. Shutting the sliding glass door behind you contemplating locking it. You do live far out in the woods so it is highly unlikely someone will break in, and besides, even if they did, they could just throw a rock through the window, so either way they could easily break in. You end up leaving it unlocked for tonight, deciding to forget about it over dinner.

While you let the ramen cook you take the chance to water some of your plants which include some bonsai trees, a rose bush, and an orchid. After the ramen finishes, you let it cool down before putting some in a bowl to enjoy. You scroll through your phone as you eat your meal, as it is one of your only visual as to what is going on out in the world these days.

After dinner, you sit down to read some of the book Damian by Hermann Hesse. You are very intrigued by the book so you have already read it a few times. You sit curled up on the couch with a blanket and some tea, one that doesn't have any caffeine in it since you want a good nights rest and not insomnia. After a long day of classes, you definitely needed some of the activities you did this evening. Maybe tomorrow you will go on a bike ride or drive your car when there is some time.

About an hour and a half of reading later, you mark where you have stopped in the book and put the book back on its shelf and turn off the lights before going upstairs to get some pajamas so you can shower. You won't be back down anyways so it is better to turn the lights off now.

A nice warm shower definitely will make this evening complete. Just thinking about it makes you want to take a self care day so you can have a long shower or bath, do a face mask, use hand and feet cremes or do a mani-pedi, paint your nails, listen to music, enjoy nature, read, and sip on some coffee, chai, or tea.

Turning on the water, you enjoy the warmth of the water as it comforts you in your temporary confinement at home. It is something that is oddly comforting these days. You used to take it for granted.

As you are taking a shower, you are completely oblivious to the stranger entering into your house, as he is of you at first.

"Hm, running water?" he asks himself, hearing the water running from the shower upstairs. He had stumbled upon this house and thought it was empty since the lights were off. How foolish of him. He didn't even try to smell or hear it out before entering. But then again who knows how far the nearest town, let alone another house is (or even rarer, an abandoned house), so stumbling upon this one was just his luck. He'll just force whoever is here into letting him stay the night or for how long he needs. It depends on the situation. From what he can smell, there is one person here; a female in her early twenties.

He notices the plants and book shelves, two things that intrigue him, as he has a fondness for such things. He can make out a TV in this living room of yours, and after a brief moment of thought, finds the remote and turns it on, soon figuring out how to get to the local news channel. He finds that he has already made the news today, and it won't surprise him if other news channels begin to cover him as well since he is such a well known name among the hybrid world, as well as to the Korean government.

"The werewolf, also known as Kim Namjoon, has escaped from the nearby asylum he was being held in today" says the reporter. "We do not know much about the situation, but from what has been released so far, it is believed he severely injured his guards and escaped wearing one of their uniforms. As you all may know, Kim Namjoon is an insane and powerful wolf hybrid, a type of hybrid that is very rare. He has been nicknamed werewolf for his ability to transfer from wolf, hybrid, and human state, and two years ago while working as a servant for the president, he had secretly been the eyes and ears for a resistance he was building up for hybrid rights. One evening he took out a premeditated attacked the president, nearly killing him in the process. Kim Namjoon was deemed insane and was sent off to an asylum and the president and vice president struck down on hybrids laws, making the old ones tighter and new ones that put on more restrictions then there was before. The resistance he had build up has dwindled with many leaving, getting disconnected, or being arrested. If you see Kim Namjoon, the man on the screen, please call the police immediately. Do not make contact with this man. Lock your doors and windows. Make sure he can't break into your house in any way, because any encounter could involve someone getting injured or killed."

Liars. He is not a blood thirsty madman. Has this really become his public image? He wanted justice and equality, not for hybrids to be put through more oppression than they already were. Hell, other places like the United States and the European Union have already greatly improved upon hybrid rights, but somehow East Asia is late to the party. Very late. He tried working along side the LGBTQ+ community in the country, but he doubts that even if he manages to start up a resistance again that they would want to help. If they want to do things peacefully, only for their voices to be ignored, then fine. He will actually make sure there is equality once he and his allies come to power. If he can get to them.

As you get out of the shower, you hear the TV from downstairs is clearly on. And you definitely didn't have it on today. You quickly put on your pajamas and rush to your room to grab a pepper spray. You quietly make your way down the stair hoping you can pepper spray whoever has come into your house. As you get near the bottom, a voice calls out.

"I'm afraid your plan of attack has already failed" says a male voice, right before he turns on the a light. He is a tall man with clear dimples, a flatish nose, and you can make out a slight widows peak, despite he cap he is wearing. He is wearing some type on uniform, though it is all messy. "I heard you turn off the water, as well as every foot step and tip toe you took. And I saw you coming down the stairs."

"B-but how?" you bring yourself to ask, not even a 'who are you' or 'why are you in my home'. You were being as quiet as you could, and with how dark the majority of the house is at this point besides your bedroom, you have to wonder how he even saw you when you could make out very little in the dark.

He man takes off the cap to reveal two animal ears, most similar to a dog or wolf. He's a hybrid. As you are piecing it all together, you hear something from the TV in the next room.

"As a reminder for this evening, beware of Kim Namjoon, the insane wolf hybrid who escaped from the nearly asylum. Call the police right away if you see him and keep your distance. Please stay safe."

You remember hearing this name a couple years ago and vaguely remember what he looks like. Tall, has dimples, has a flatish nose, and has a slight widows peak. It's him. The man in your house is him. You scream and run up the stairs, hoping you can make it to your phone to call the police, but he is faster and stronger than you, so he catches you and pins you against the wall.

"I won't hurt you unless I need to" he says. "I just need a place to stay for a bit and for you to not report me to the police and I won't hurt or bother you."

"But you're an insane criminal" you reply. "You tried to kill the president."

"That's what they want you to think. I was set up since they didn't like the power and attention I was getting. While I did have informants, I never worked under the president. I just want justice and equality, but none of those assholes in government seem to care about the rights of some citizens. You're lucky not to not be a hybrid, because you know what it feels like to be treated with respect. I can't vote or run for government, hell I could barely take a walk or bike ride down the street without receiving a glare from every other person, and just to buy a car or to get a loan in so damn hard, near impossible... Just please, let me stay and don't turn me over so I can finish what I started."

Something about this touches you. You care deeply about politics, the environment, and equality, so naturally you support hybrid rights, but from what you know the way this man has gone about getting the message across has caused more problems than solutions. But that all could have been false. You don't know anymore. You can't always trust the media. Hell, you don't know if you completely trust him either, but judging by his behavior, he doesn't seem like the type to harm people unless he needs too and he seems to be pretty genuine in most if not all of what he is saying. This causes you to think of something.

"As long as you are willing to peacefully protest and advocate I'll let you stay" you say. "And clear your name, if you can."

"Of course... I take this you won't turn me in and I can stay here?"

You nod.

"For now" you say.

"Well, if that's the case, can you provide me with some clean clothes and direct me in the direction of the shower? I need to clean myself off."

You are able to find some clothing that fits him and you show him to the shower.

"By the way, you can sleep on the guests bed room" you say before he shuts the door. "It is the one next to my bedroom over there."

"Alright" he says.

You head back to your room and can't help but think about how funny it was to see his tail stuffed into the pants he was wearing. It was ready to pop out at any moment. It makes you wonder how he will be able to fit it into the pants you gave him.

You get on into bed, grabbing your phone to scroll through it for a while to refresh yourself with Namjoon and his past, realizing he can easily make himself look human. How extra was he just to want to show you his ears?

From what you remember from biology class, a rare set of humans evolved to have animal traits, those being hybrids. Some got more useful skills while others got ones that were rather useless. Some even had rare traits such as Namjoon. After hybrids went through several atrocities they were given freedom, but they often still face discrimination in the eyes of others and in the law, especially in East Asia. It can be bad in the west too, but there aren't nearly as many laws against them that are so blatantly obvious.

About twenty minutes later you hear a knock on the door and Namjoon comes through, his wolf ears now gone.

"Anyways I just came into say goodnight" says Namjoon.

"Goodnight" you reply.

"And thanks once again" says Namjoon before he closes the door. He is much more polite than you thought he would be is what you think to yourself before you put your phone up to charge for the night.

The next morning you wake up to the sound of knocking on the front door. Who would be here so early that your alarm for nine AM hasn't even gone off yet? You reluctantly get out of bed to make your way downstairs. When you open your bedroom door you see Namjoon is near the top of the stairs.

"Stay here" you say. "It isn't safe for you to be seen."

You go downstairs to open the door to none other than two cops.

"Good morning ma'am" says one officer. "I am officer Choi and this is officer Jang. We are doing a check up on the area do to the possibility of a highly dangerous criminal being in the area."

"Do you mean Kim Namjoon?" you ask. You know the answer but you felt the need to ask. "I saw it last night on the news."

"Yes" says officer Choi. "We are just doing a check up to make sure everyone is safe and to see if there have been any possible sightings."

"Well I'm safe and I haven't seen anything" you half lie. You don't entirely trust Namjoon yet but you trust him enough to know he is unlikely going to hurt you unless he finds it necessary. And as far as these cops are considered you haven't seen Namjoon.

"If that's all I hope you have a good rest of your day ma'am" says officer Choi before he turns to leave with officer Jang following from behind.

You shut the door and turn around, only to see Namjoon in his full wolf form.

"Really," you say. "I had it handled."

He simply turns around and makes his way up the stairs. You roll your eyes and follow him.

"I'm going to make breakfast soon" you say. "If there's anything you want you can just tell me."

As you finish saying that, you turn at the top of the stairs to see Namjoon shamelessly changing into the close he had on the night before in the middle of the hall. You panic and turn around, hoping not to see anything you don't need to.

"Why are you changing?" you ask.

"I can't wear clothing when I go into wolf form" he says casually, as if you didn't nearly see things you really didn't want to see. "It just makes it awkward and I get stuck sometimes so I chance from human to wolf and vise versa without clothing on."

"Well next time change in a more private place please" you say. "I don't want to see you naked."

"Whatever. Make whatever you want. I'm not much of a breakfast person. Though a coffee would be nice."

You go throughout your day as normal. You have your classes online in your bedroom for privacy as Namjoon is doing who knows what. Once classes are done, you decide that maybe you can go out shopping for food tomorrow.

You head downstairs to see Namjoon reading a book. He looks up when he hears you coming down and shuts the book.

"You were awfully quiet today" he comments.

"I had online classes" you respond.

"Online classes?"

"Do you really not know?"

"Know what?"

"Namjoon... We are in the middle of a global pandemic."

He looks at you in shock.

"A... Pandemic?"

"Yes. Covid-19. Some people just call it Carona."

"Like the beer?"

"Yeah, like the beer."

"That's... A lot."

"Tell me about it. I'm sick of the pandemic. Everyone is. But we just have to wait it out. We've been in and out of quarantining for a while now. Whenever they begin to lift stuff cases always begin to spike again at some point."

"For how long has this been happening?"

"Since around March of 2020."

"And the date is?" You check your phone and tell him the date. "Wow that is a while."

"Yup..."

There is an awkward silence for a moment before Namjoon speaks up.

"Anyways I noticed you have a bike. I'm wondering if I can borrow it? I love riding bikes."

"Sure."

Before you know it Namjoon is out the door to go bike riding. He won't go too far so he won't be spotted, but you know he'll be back soon. That is when you remember your zoom meeting with your friends.

You quickly rush to log on. Your friends had already started since you were running late, and you all catch up with one another on life. One's boyfriend broke up with them, another lost their uncle to covid, and one make strawberry milk from scratch. Soon you here Namjoon enter your house, but fortunately your friends did not here it through zoom.

Once you hang up, you go downstairs you see Namjoon reading the same book he was reading earlier.

"Your friends?" he asks.

"Yeah" you reply. "It is kinda a weekly thing... Just wondering, now that you're out of the asylum, what are you going to do now?"

"Start a hybrid movement somehow. I don't know how, seeing as there are more regulations than before, but we must try."

"Well, the first place to start is trying to find some old supporters here and then seek international help. Oh and clearing your name."

"The only way I can clear my name is by proving that the president and his colleagues plotted against me and paid off the asylum to keep me there. And where would we begin to find followers? I don't know if there are secret connections still or if everyone is cut off or what."

"I wish I could be a greater help on that end, but I'm not exactly involved with things like that."

He chuckles in response.

"Anyways, I really want some samgyupsal and black been noodles. I haven't had those in so long. If it's possible for you to get them I would be grateful."

"Sure, I can order some for dinner" you reply, trusting him some more.

The next day you drive down to the town to go grocery shopping. As you are leaving the store, two hybrids pass you, a rabbit hybrid and a cat hybrid. You don't take much notice to them at first, but they both start sniffing in your direction, which you found strange.

"Excuse me ma'am" says the cat hybrid. "We are wondering if you have spotted any wolfs in the area?"

"Umm" you say, very confused.

"Have you perhaps run into a wolf recently?" asks the rabbit hybrid.

Suddenly the the pieces snap into place. They are talking about Namjoon.

"We are looking for a friend" says the cat hybrid. "A former colleague."

"Come with me" you reply. You lead them to your car, where you offload your groceries before you instructed them to get into your car. "What do you want with Namjoon?"

"We were friends of his" says the rabbit hybrid. "In the movement. Before he was taken away."

"I'm Min Yoongi" says the cat hybrid. "And this is Jeon Jungkook. When we heard he escaped we came searching for him. We were planning another movement in secret, and we could really use his help."

"Well he did say he wanted to start another movement" you say. "But you need to be careful, he's wanted. I don't mind letting him stay at my place for safety for now and helping the movement, but I don't want involvement on my record if the police arrest you all. I can't ruin my chances of success at becoming a politician or a political reporter."

"We get it" says Jungkook. "Being and supporting hybrids is a dangerous thing as of late. It can be hard to support in the shadows while trying to be successful in other areas of life."

"Don't get me started on that" says Yoongi. "Just having that you supported the previous movement on your record makes things so much harder, especially for us hybrids. "We had three security checks on the way here. Three."

"That's awful" you reply. At least they understood your worries and you felt sympathy for them. They don't deserve that kind of treatment for simply being different. "I can help you meet up with Namjoon if I can have your numbers."

You all trade numbers before they leave.

You get back home and Namjoon helps you unload the groceries. As you do you tell him about Jungkook and Yoongi.

"That's great!" he says. "Let's meet as soon as possible."

A few days later, Jungkook and Yoongi are at your house to have their first meeting with Namjoon. You had classes so you couldn't be present, but Namjoon filled you in when you were done.

"So they were planning stuff in a small group, but they are going to expand it so there can be a whole protest" he says. "We will make sure to get some international people involved. Hell, make it a whole peaceful protest with performers like idol groups and American singers for all I care. The more media attention the better. They do have some connections inside the government that could help clear my name, but it could take time. Those friends could even help put in a good word in other governments to get them on our side."

"That's great!" you say, patting him on the arm. "Let's drink some beer for that."

You both drink beer to celebrate the long road ahead to not only for hybrid equality but for clearing Namjoon's name. You fully trust him now.

"You know" you say. "I actually really like having you here for company... It's nice."

"Really?" Namjoon replies. "... It's nice to be out of the asylum. I may still be wanted, but at least I have some freedom now and... and that I am actually treated with kindness after so long."

You stare at him with caring eyes.

"You have my full support Namjoon."

"And you have mine."

You both glance away, taking a sip of your beers. Something felt different. Unknown to both of you, you had a slight blush, partly from the alcohol and partly from each other.

A few weeks go by, and in that time Jungkook, Yoongi, and Namjoon had more meetings. You were sometime present and sometimes you were working on university stuff.

As the sun sets, Namjoon feels stressed and unsure of what to do with himself. He knew this day would come, and it wouldn't be like last time since he actually took the meds for this. He watches the full moon slowly come out, and he can feel the power it brings him. But he can also feel the lust. The beginning of his heat. His damn once a month heat on the full moon. He wishes he grabbed some heat meds before he broke out, but he didn't, so he needs to find some relief. And fast.

As you both sit on the couch, you sipping on your tea with your earbuds in and him holding a book, trying to his that he has a hard on, he contemplates whether he should tell you or relief himself in the bathroom.

He heads to the bathroom, opting for the second option, not wanting to involve you, but when he jacks off, it doesn't bring the relief he needs or desires. He pumps harder and faster, trying to satisfy himself, but instead ends up having his first pathetic orgasm of the night. He can't spend the rest of the night like this. It will be pure misery. He'll have to ask you for help.

Awkwardly, he walks out of the bathroom and sits besides you. You still have your earbuds in, so you fortunately didn't hear anything from the bathroom. He taps your shoulder and you take out your earbuds.

"Hmm?" you hum softly.

"I have something to tell you" Namjoon says. "It's serious."

"What is it?"

"Once a month... On the full moon... I get stronger."

"Like the way how you broke out last month."

"Yeah. Exactly. But last month, even though I didn't take the meds for my strength, I did take it for something else, something that also happens during the full moon for me, but because I don't have those meds now, I am wondering if you... If you could help me fix it."

"Which is?"

"I'm in my heat."

There is a pause of silence as you are taking this information in. After a silence that felt like forever, you climb on top of him, straddling him as you place your hands on his shoulders.

"I'll help" you say. "Tell me what you need."

"M-maybe we can just g-grind for now" Namjoon says nervously but with anticipation.

You press into his bulge, feeling that he already has a hard on. You grind your hips into his, and soon enough he begins grinding back. With ups and downs and side to sides, you feel yourself loosening up and loosing yourself in the moment. You could actually enjoy tonight.

"Harder" says Namjoon. "Grind harder."

You do as he wishes, grinding him even harder. Any doubts you had before are now gone as you are in a fever of lust. Feeling his clothed member prod your clit is driving you crazy. You whimper a little. Without thinking, you go and kiss him in the heat of the moment. When you feel his lips pressing back, you passionately kiss him as you continue to grind. He opens your mouth and sticks his tongue inside. His thick lips and his clothed cock are driving you crazy.

"Hmm" he moans into the kiss before pulling away. "It's not good enough."

You pause for a moment, before climbing off of him.

"Lie down" you command, which he follows.

You slowly take off your pants and underwear, revealing your wet pussy to him. He feels himself grow even harder at the sight of your precum dripping down your thighs. You walk on over and place your pussy above his face before reaching down towards his pants.It is getting tight in there. Even you can see that.

You unzip his pants and push his underwear back, revealing his cock, which was bigger than you expected, making you excited. You lower your pussy on his face as you message his dick and balls, before lowering down and giving his member a long lick before wrapping your mouth around it, taking it in as far as your mouth would let you.

Namjoon sucks at your pussy as he puts is hands on your waist. He puts his tongue out, licking around your pussy and taking your juices before moving it up and down and side to side.

You bob your head up and down, feeling Namjoon's member roughly hit the back of your throat. Your tongue licks around him as your hands work hard on his balls and the base of his dick. It is a wonder you got as much as you did in your mouth.

You moan some when you feel Namjoon's tongue begin to penetrate inside you. He licks around and comes in and out. You can feel the heat building inside you as you do not have much longer.

You sway your hips on his face some as he digs his fingers into your sides as he moans into you, which makes you break. You cum all of over his face, causing Namjoon to begin to eagerly lick and suck on your juices.

With you cumming on him his member begins to twitch in your mouth and a few moments later he also cums. You swallow as much of his cum as you can, though due to his big and long cock some leaks out onto your face, dipping off of you.

When you are done swallowing his fluids, you slowly remove your mouth off of his cock. Namjoon spends a few more moments licking up your juices. When he is done, you remove your pussy off of him and slide onto the floor.

"That was amazing" you say. Definitely the best oral sex you have ever had. It makes you wonder what fucking him is like. Just the thought of you to being intimate like that together begins to turn you on again.

"I'm grateful for your help" says Namjoon as he slowly sits up. "It means a lot."

A couple minutes of silence later, Namjoon speaks again.

"I can feel another one coming again."

You stand up, your legs a bit wobbly from your first round. You reach out your hand, which he takes as you pull him up. You kiss him passionately.

"Touch me" you say softly. "Please."

Namjoon slowly reaches down and touches your clit. He rubs it in circles and back and forth, causing you to get a little wet.

"Harder" you demand.

He presses his finger harder into you, before sliding it into you, causing you to moan. He begins to pump his one digit into you before slowly adding a second. His spare hand slides into your shirt and into your bra, caressing and groping your breast. You help him out by sliding your shirt and bra off, becoming fully naked. You reach over and slide his pants and underwear down to his ankles, causing him to slip out of them.

He pulls his fingers out of you, causing you to whimper as he sucks your juices off of them.

"Hmm" he moans as he licks his fingers clean. "You're wet enough now, correct?"

"Yes" you squeak as he slides off his shirt, now fully naked like you. You begin to passionately kiss as you wrap your arms around each other. You begin to lead him to your bedroom as his hands search your body. One hand squeezes your ass as his lips begin to trail down your neck.

He pins you against a wall as his lips travel across your chest and shoulders. He leave hickeys all over you. You become bold and begin to kiss his neck, sucking and biting in the process. You leave a hickey on his neck before pulling away, looking at Namjoon, who is now staring down at you.

"Let's take this to the bedroom, shall we?" you say smirking at him.

He kisses you again as you continue to lead him to your bedroom.

When you get there, he pushes you onto the bed, where you plop before setting yourself up on the bed with your legs open, showing your wet pussy on full display.

Namjoon grimaces in lust. Being in heat made this desirable as is, but looking at you now, ready and willing on your bed, made him realize that all this time, he found you more attractive then he'd let himself admit. He secretly would be happy if you two can keep it up beyond this.

"Do you have condoms here?" he asks.

"Nope" you reply. "And I'm not on birth control either. We just gotta hope for the best."

Feeling his heat going crazy, Namjoon climbs on the bed and over you, placing his hands on either side of you as you wrap your arms around hims back, spreading your legs. You can feel his cock at the entrance of your folds, making you go crazy once again.

"Ready?" he asks one more time, giving you enough time to back out. He could always go back to pleasuring himself in the bathroom if worst comes to worst.

"I'm ready" you say to him, with eyes full of lust and passion. He slowly pushes his cock inside of you.

"So tight" Namjoon says as you grit your teeth. You haven't had sex in so long, but you could get used to living a life like this. Hell, you wouldn't mind at all, having sex with Namjoon once a month, maybe even more. You always thought he was attractive, but you never voiced your attraction out loud.

Once he is fully inside you, he lets your pussy adjust to his massive girth. When you feel ready, you give him a nod.

He pulls part way out, before sliding back into you. He is very slow and gentle with you, but you soon desire more.

"Faster. Harder" you demand.

Namjoon begins picking up pace and force until he is slamming his cock into your pussy again and again. There are such lewd sounds and you can feel his cock harshly pounding into you and you love every bit of it. Namjoon loves how perfectly your walls suck his cock. It is like your pussy, your body, or your bodies, were made for each other.

You wrap your legs around him, pulling him even deeper into you. As he rams deeper and harder into you, you look down to watch him slamming in and out of you. To see your pussy swollen with his enormous and long cock. A cock that somehow manages to fit perfectly inside of your pussy. He rams his cock into you again, causing you to moan.

"Moan like a good girl for me and I'll ruin your pussy even more" says Namjoon.

"Y-yes daddy" you moan out. You don't know where that even came from. Namjoon's hand wraps around your neck.

"What did you say?" he says as he chokes you some.

"Yes daddy."

"Do you need to be punished?"

"Yes daddy" you tease again with a smirk on your face. "The handcuffs are in the nightstand by the way."

"You have handcuffs but not condoms. You're wild."

He stops pounding into you as he reaches over to the drawer. His cock is perfectly fit inside of you as you can feel him on your cervix but you could also tell he was far enough in that his hips met yours. You move your hips around to grind his cock, causing him to hiss and cum into you, filling you. Sadly, the orgasm you were building is fading away. Namjoon pulls out the handcuffs and slides his cock out of you when he's done cumming, making you pout.

"I like you in me" you say.

"Oh you will get plenty more of that" Namjoon teases as he cuffs your ankles to the lower bedpost. He then climbs over you and handcuffs your wrists above your head. He then begins making circles around your clit, just like earlier. He kisses your stomach and begins kissing upwards until his face is in between of your breasts.

He moves his mouth over and begins to suck one of your tits as his free hand gropes the other. You feel yourself being turned back on by all of this as you moan Namjoon's name. Namjoon nibbles, licks, and sucks at your tit as he removes his hand from your clit and moves his cock over, teasing your folds. You whimper, wanting him to fuck you into oblivion. He removes his mouth from your tit with a pop and sucks his finger to taste your precum mixed with his cum which was dripping out of your pussy. He puts his hands on your waist as he moves up to have is face above yours.

"Are you ready do be a good girl so I can ruin you?" Namjoon asks as he teases your pussy with his cock some more.

"Yes daddy" you tease, causing Namjoon to ram his cock deep into you, causing you both to moan.

Namjoon doesn't wait in going hard and fast and he rams his cock repeatedly into you, harder and faster then before. He is like a wild animal that was let loose. He pounds into you as you feel your cervix being abused by his cock. You will definitely feel this tomorrow. A lot. You are screaming and moaning in pleasure at this point as Namjoon lets out some moans and sighs.

He is falling even more in love with this, felling your pussy wrap around him perfectly, hearing your screams and moans, and seeing your tits bounce with every harsh thrust into you. To see you chained up and giving your body to him. He sloppily kisses you, loving the way you taste. He kisses your neck and chest and leaves even more hickeys then before. Everything about you is beautiful.

You are wondering how you haven't ever had sex like this in your life. You are liking Namjoon more and more throughout this entire experience. Namjoon cums into you again, filling your pussy with even more of him. It is a wonder you can fit it all, he continues to thrust until he is done cumming and then he pull out.

"Hey! What the hell?" you exclaim. "I want to cum too!"

"Oh sweety" Namjoon says. "We need to keep this up all night. That's how long my heat will last. I can't have your pussy too sensitive to be fucked after a few rounds of cumming. I want to make this last as long as I can."

"But can you let me orgasm. Please."

"Eventually."

He said it in a teasing tone with a smirk on his face. You role your eyes and look away.

You look over at the clock on your nightstand. 2:00 AM.

"Let's get fucking then" you say.

Namjoon removes the handcuffs from you and puts them back in the nightstand drawer.

"Get on your stomach" Namjoon demands. You roll over onto your stomach. Namjoon hoists your waist up so that you are on your knees and elbows with your head in the pillow. He wants to angle you just right. To see it as he fucks you. He looks over at the long mirror on wall. You look over there as well as he pushes himself back into you.

He begins to thrust again as you feel your face being pushed into the pillow so you add some resistance in your elbows. Your a bit sensitive at this point but you don't care. You just want to help Namjoon through his heat and have some fun along the way. The pain will go away soon.

Namjoon is pounding into you and can see everything. How beautiful your pussy looks taking his long and large cock that he is ramming hard and fast into you. You both like sex this way. This isn't Namjoon's first time having sex, and surely isn't his first time having sex over heat, but this is the best sex he has had so far.

You continue looking at yourself in the mirror and watch Namjoon ramming in and out of you.

"It's beautiful eh" Namjoon says as he pumps his cock harder and faster into you. "Imagine how much I could ruin you and your pussy if we did this more often."

"Well ruin me" you say. "I want you to ruin me."

Namjoon slaps your ass when he hears that.

"Are you going to be a good girl or do I need to punish you again?"

"Punish me daddy" you say in a teasing voice to edge him on, knowing the word 'daddy' is his trigger word.

He slaps your ass again. And again. And again. All the while as he is pounding into you. You moan at his actions as it is building up heat inside of you. When he bends over and begins to bite your shoulder, it is the last straw for you.

You let out a long scream and begin cumming around his cock. You moan and scream his name several times as he is pounding you through your orgasm. With your pussy tightened around his cock and having you cum on him, it doesn't take long for him to cum into you for the third time. He continues ramming into you until the end of both your orgasms. He pulls out again and falls right next to you.

"That was amazing" you say as you roll onto your back, looking at the clock. 4:15 AM. You still have a few more hours. You spend a few minutes catching your breath on the bed, with the only noise being your breathing. "I call being the top this time."

"Aw common Y/N" says Namjoon. "I like being the top."

"Well maybe I can make you like being a bottom as well."

Before you know it, you are sliding down on Namjoon's cock, watching his lewd facial expressions. You grind into him to make him whimper and moan. You look down to see yourself swollen with his cock yet again. His cock tickles your cervix as you grind into him and you moan. You were always rather vocal during sex.

"Why don't you be a good boy this time and let the lady take the drivers seat" you tease as you lean over and put one hand on either side of his shoulders as he wraps hands around your waist.

You begin to move your hips up and down, feeling his cock slide in and out of you. It hurts some but soon the lust takes back over and the pain goes away.

Namjoon soon eases up after the sudden switch and begins to enjoy you pounding your pussy around his cock. His hands grip your sides as you move your hips up and down. Like Namjoon, you are going hard and fast with lust in your eyes. You sloppily kiss him before moving to his neck, where you leave hickeys all over his neck and chest.

Namjoon begins to push back up into you, turning you on even more.

"Common Joon, you can do me harder than that" you challenge him.

He begins pounding up into you as you are pounding down on him and soon enough he is cumming into you for the fourth time and you help fuck him through it. Quickly after he begins cumming into you, you are cumming around him for the second time of the night. You both fuck each other through it, and when you are done, you collapse on his chest, too tired to pull yourself off his cock and role off.

You look out the window and see the sun is beginning to rise.

"We did it Namjoon" you say as you lay on his muscular chest. "We got you through your heat... I actually didn't mind going raw. I actually prefer it raw."

"Really?" Namjoon replies. "I prefer it raw too." Namjoon lets out a small laugh. "And to be honest with you, that was easily the best sex I ever had."

"Me to Joon. Me too. I wouldn't mind helping next month. And the month after that. And for however long you need me."

"Honestly... After all that... After this month, I don't know if I want you to leave my side."

"What are you saying?"

"I... I like you a lot Y/N. Like a lot. I think I'm getting feelings for you to be honest."

"Really? I like you too Namjoon. I like you a lot too. But... I'm not ready for a relationship right now. My last one ended a few months ago so I'm not ready for another one, but I am open to the idea."

"Lets leave the option open. We can be fuck buddies. Friends with benefits. Whatever, until we figure this out."

"Sounds like a plan" you say, looking up at his face to see his wolf ears are back. You can feel his tail fur poking at your leg. You're definitely too tired to go to your online classes. You just had sex all night. It makes you think of 34+35 by Ariana Grande. And also her song Positions.

Secretly, you both hope you aren't going to be pregnant after this.

#RM #kim namjoon #namjoon smut #hybrid #hybrid namjoon #wolf hybrid #namjoon x reader #namjoon x y/n #smut #bts smut #rm joke

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spooky-z · 4 years

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SOULMATE AU:: First Swap

Look who's back... That's right! Soulmate AU.

I intend to make a shortfic with five chapters, after finishing posting Bombshell (which already has the first of three chapters posted HERE)

Here they are 7 and their behavior may seem strange, but... Damian. So, yeah.

Soulmate AU:: 1 and 2.

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Maribat by @ozmav

Marinette was... irritated, so to speak, with Mlle. Bustier.

The woman had once again invalidated her feelings for Chloe. Chloe, who was being particularly mean to her, because she was jealous that Marinette had a soulmate, but she didn't.

Chloe had - as always - thrown a tantrum because Marinette had achieved a better grade than she in the test and didn’t shut up for a second until that moment.

Marinette's head was throbbing with the start of a monstrous headache.

“But Mlle. Bustier!” The blonde whined. "I'm sure Dupain-Cheng cheated!" The high-pitched voice resonated through the windowpanes and hurt the students' eardrums.

"Chloe, please." Mlle. Bustier asked, frowning, probably as irritated as the rest of the students.

Chloe snorted indignantly. "Then I will tell my-"

That was when Marinette felt the comforting presence at her side. Catching the movement with a quick look before she turned around completely so she could look at him better.

The skin kissed by the sun, black hair and short. He dressed like the shinobis she saw in the action movies that papa let her watch when mama wasn't around. Sitting in the chair that was previously available, there was an air of danger around him.

But what caught her attention most were his eyes. His eyes that matched hers perfectly, and he was beautiful.

"Thank you." He replied, his cheeks turning a shy pink.

Marinette squeaked, her hands rising automatically to cover her mouth, drawing the attention of Nino and Kim sitting across from her.

"Are you okay, MDC?" Kim asked.

She shook her head frantically. "If you say..." Nino replied suspiciously.

Marinette took her hands from her mouth to smile at them and so the two turned their attention to the interrupted conversation.

She looked at him again, feeling overwhelmed by the flood of information that hit her.

The world around them changing rapidly.

"Wow." Marinette sighs.

She looked at the breathtaking landscape.

The place they were in looked like a big Asian-style mansion on top of a mountain. She could see the clouds from the floor she was on and how the sun reflected against the rocks around the building.

It was breathtaking.

"I agree with you." He says, his eyes glued to her.

A commotion attracts Marinette's attention.

Underneath where they were, she could see other people - Ghuls - in the same type of black clothes as he was, training with katanas and their face covered.

The League of Assassins. Heir. Batman. Damian.

"Oh." She turns to look at him again. An unknown feeling burning in her chest and a lump stuck in her throat.

Her eyes start to burn, a sob escaping without her permission. "I-" Tears clouded her vision, wanting to-

He- Damian, spread his arms, an intelligible expression on his face and a guilty glint in his eyes.

She didn't hesitate for a second before jumping into his arms.

Finally. Finally, she was able to touch, see, smell him, melt against the heat of his body, unite with him.

"I'm so happy." She sniffs against his neck. “I've been so worried about you! Always hurting yourself and- the pains I felt coming from you...!”

Damian tightens his arms around her.

"I'm fine, ya rouhi (my soul)." He responds smoothly.

Marinette violently denies it. "No, you're not!"

“I am- now I am. You don't have to worry anymore.” Damian whispers against her shoulder.

She smiles at the choice of words, her heart warming more and more. It was like the sky, like she was floating with clouds. She never wanted it to end.

“Mlle. Bustier, Maritrash is being scary!” Chloe's voice frightens Marinette and she moves away from Damian back to the classroom, where everyone is looking at her strangely.

Chloe wags her finger at her, tapping her foot on the floor.

"She's talking strange and smiling like a lunatic!"

Beside Marinette, Damian snorts angrily. "She's just annoying."

"I know. Most of the time I just ignore her, you know? Like a persistent fly.” The girl responds, an acid touch in the words.

Chloe gasps, knowing that Marinette was talking about her.

“Mlle. Bustier!” She whimpers.

The teacher sighs tiredly with Chloe's tantrums and the way Marinette was dealing with it. She, better than anyone, knew that it was not right to disrupt others because she was frustrated.

"Marinette, apologize to Chloe." Bustier asks. "You were rude with your words."

The girl looks at the teacher in disbelief and Chloe smiles convinced.

"But I didn't do anything!" She complains. "Chloe who's being stupid again!"

Everyone in the classroom chokes on Marinette's words. Chloe starts to cry and Bustier gets up from her seat scandalized.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng!" She slaps her hand on the table. "Apologize right now or I will be forced to call your parents at school!" Threatened.

Most of Marinette's classmates were unable to notice the change in the girl's appearance or how her posture had hardened. Not even the change in the girl's eye color was noticed.

Only Kim, Nino - who were sitting closest to her -, Sabrina who knew Marinette and Mlle. Bustier, who, despite everything, was very observant.

'Marinette' leaned back against the back of the seat, her lips pressed in a thin line, her eyes - both green, but with different hues - cold as ice and her hair had darkened to a glossy black.

"I hope that this attitude will be taken not only towards me, but with the annoying girl as well." She says.

"Annoying girl?" Chloe mutters incredulously.

"Why would I do that?" Mlle. Bustier replies. "The only person I see being rude is you."

Marinette throws her head back and laughs sarcastically before looking back at the teacher. The face as hard as stone.

"That was a good joke, mademoiselle." She stands up, arms crossed behind her. "That-" She stops as if she's hearing something. “Chloe, right. She has been distracting everyone since you started class. Making meaningless complaints or just whining and so far, I haven't seen you scold her for it.”

Mlle. Bustier swallows.

"B-But-"

“No ‘buts’!” Marinette cuts the woman. "It gets special treatment just for being the daughter of politician, is it?"

Chloe tosses her hair over her shoulders, arms crossed. “My father is the new mayor of Paris. Mayor! He rules everything, so do I!”

Marinette makes an 'hm' sound without opening her mouth, looking critically from Chloe to Bustier - who had a greenish tinge to her face -.

"It will be something to tell the parents of Dupont students, then." There is a dangerous edge to the girl's tone. "Imagine the scandal that will be when the word comes out that the mayor of Paris and his daughter, has power over the way the school is run"

Marinette smiled and went down the stairs towards Chloe.

Mlle. Bustier sighs at the sweet girl's behavior. Understanding coming to her.

"You are not Marinette." She says.

The girl smiles, an evil look in her eyes.

"Bingo!" She claps excitedly. “I thought you were more stupid. I was sincerely concerned about the school education that habibit is receiving.”

The students made protest sounds with the girl's harsh words, but the look she sent them made everyone freeze in their seats quickly shutting up.

"Who are you-" Chloe fumbles, shocked by the color of Marinette's eyes.

"I think you'd better be quiet, Bourgeois." Non-Marinette says. "Otherwise, you will discover one of the many ways I know how to cut a person's tongue." She makes mimics a scissor with her fingers, without taking her eyes off Chloe.

The blonde's eyes widen in fright.

“Or who knows, one day you may wake up bald... There are many options on the table. I can even let you choose.” Non-Marinette taps her finger against her chin thoughtfully.

Chloe walks away. Hands quickly going to the head, trying to protect the hair away from Marinette.

"I-I don't feel well." Mumbles, picking up the yellow bag from the table. "I think I'm going to go home... Daddy will call dismissing me... Bye!" She doesn't wait for Mlle Bustier's response before running out of the classroom.

Non-Mari smiled beatifically, enjoying the whole scene of the girl's escape and staying until Chloe was out of sight. Then the expression darkened when her attention turned to Bustier.

"You and I are going to have a very serious conversation now."

And Mlle. Bustier swallows, feeling threatened by the girl's words.

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liquid-luck-00 · 4 years

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Meeting for the First Time

Bio!Dad Bruce

So here is my first contribution to the Bio!Dad Bruce Wayne Month 2020,

Day 1: Meeting for the First Time

@biodad-bruce-month

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Okay granted noting seemed to ever go Marinette’s way. But this was the ultimate punch in the gut the universe could send her.

It started off as a normal Friday, 8 months since the liar came back to school. 8 months since she threatened to pull everyone, she cared about from her and leave her alone. Well 6 month ago Lila’s threat came true. Today she simply walked into class and ignore the cruel stares and watched as feet would pop out to trip her. Well she made it to her desk in one piece and that was a plus.

She was pulling out her tablet and then she heard and felt something slam onto her desk. It was a binder nearly exploding with paper’s and behind it was none other than Alya. “Hey Girl” she started trying to keep her voice friendly, but the repulsion was evident in her voice. “We were wondering if you could do us a favor” she gave Marinette a strained smile and when she didn’t answer continued “Can you help me plan Lila’s sweet 16 as a way to make up for bullying her.”

Marinette was beginning to become livid, her best friend, scratch that her EX- best friend, is asking her to plan a bully’s and a Liar’s party. No, oh Kwamii No she will not be doing that. She was about to say so when Miss Bustier walked in holding several envelopes.

“Please take a seat” Miss Bustier said and that was when Mari moved the binder as far from her as possible. “Today I have the results of the genetic testing we sent a while ago.” Everyone was beginning to murmur excitedly. Mari could only shrink into her seat. She was dreading this for multiple reasons. “Marinette would you please?”

Mari stood up and walked to her teacher took the envelopes and passed them out to the designated person. She kept hers and slipped it into her bag as soon as she got back to her seat.

She knew what it would say. She knew that it would not have what her ‘friends’ would think. It would only prove as Lila would claim that she was not actually wanted and that she was bullying her because she was loved, and Mari wasn’t. Luckily, no one noticed her as they were too excited with their own results. It wasn’t until the lunch bell rang that the dreaded moment came.

“So, Mari what were your results.” Adrien asked, once upon a time she would have gushed at him talking to her but now her crush was nothing but a pile of ashes in the wind.

“I don’t know” She replied as she picked up her bag and began to head out of the class.

“Wait you didn’t look at it” Adrien practically yelled and that got the class’s attention. He was giving her a frown and couldn’t believe that she wouldn’t even look.

“Why would you not look at your result Marinette?” Lila spoke in a sickly-sweet voice. “Are you ashamed that you have someone you want to hide from the class?” everyone began to murmur and was beginning to give her skeptical glares. As if she would attack them, almost no one noticed how Kim and Nino came around to block the door.

Mari was beginning to grow frustrated that they would not let her leave and that they continued to glare at her like a criminal. She had enough. “I WAS ADOPTED!!!” that made everyone go quiet and stared at her. “I was adopted when I was a couple of moths old and I have NO intention on knowing my biological family” she turned, and Nino and Kim were shocked that she simply slipped passed them and went home.

However, she knew who her biological father was. Well that isn’t the entire truth, she found out she was adopted when she was 10 years old. Her Biological father reached out stating he didn’t know until recently that he had a child. He wanted to get to know her and be a part of her life. However, Mari was stubborn, Tom and Sabine were her parents, so she told him she didn’t want to meet. Surprise though he was stubborn as well, he gave Mari his number and to call or message him even if it were to complain about him or anything at all. This had surprised her, and she did. She texted her father with things she didn’t feel she could tell her parents.

For the past 5 years she had told him about school, or mistakes she had made, and about her passion in fashion. He always seemed to listen and just let her rant. It was good for her. When she became ladybug, she was excited to tell him about the heroes of Paris. He sometimes never answered but she saw that he read them and that was comforting.

He became someone outside of Paris who helped anchor her. He would send her gifts for her birthday and messaged her when he could, and he really did help her though most of what was going on at school. She only knew him as Father, no name attached and that was fine. That was why she didn’t want to open the letter. She didn’t want a name to the person who cares for her as Marinette.

She went to the bakery and climbed the stairs knowing that it would be quiet. Her parents were taking a trip abroad for their anniversary along with her Nonna and that left her alone. “Tikki?” the little goddess floated up to her. “Should… should I… should I look at the names?” Mari wasn’t sure if she ever wanted to know but she also knew that she possibly would like to know.

“Mari the choice is yours but know that no one not even your father will think less of you if you never want to know.” Tikki really is always sure and can always make her feel better. Mari simply nodded went to get something to eat and stared at the letter she pulled out. As she finished her lunch and washed her plate, she turned to the letter with determination she opened it and read. Her Mother was blank, meaning that she probably hasn’t put her information on any site, but does say that she is of European decent. Then she looked at her father, he had a photo, black hair, and the same bluebell eyes. He was dressed in a suit and she looked at the name, Bruce Wayne. Next to her own photo was the photo of boy with tanned skin, black hair, and emerald green eyes, the name next to it was Damian Wayne. So, she had a brother, he looked close to her age, maybe he was the reason why her father contacted her years ago. Her father was also from European decent but that was about it. She’ll look into it more after school she dropped the envelope off in her room and left to go back.

She went back to class and sat in her seat before the bell rang so she was the first person back into the classroom. She kept her head down and didn’t look up from the sketch she was working on, she heard the whispers and caught a few glances at her, but she ignored them.

“Mari?” oh Kwamii why does he have to talk now again. She looked up and his expression softened into a small smile or more like a frown. “Do you…” he rubbed his neck. At this point everyone was staring between the two completely silent. “Do you want to talk about it?”

At this she scoffed “Why?” she was confused at this they wouldn’t talk to her unless it was to yell at her so why should she be vulnerable for them.

Alix spoke up “Why do you bother asking her anyways Adrien?” she snarked throwing Mari a glare. Adrien looked sheepish, and that was when Lila struck.

“Well if she puts it out in the open, she wouldn’t bully me, since we can help her. Make her feel loved since her parents didn’t want her” she spoke calmly and sweetly, and everyone nodded and agreed.

“Tell us Mari, you can trust us girl” Alya spoke from the class.

“Now why...” Mari was cut off as Miss Bustier entered to start the class. However, not even 10 minutes into the class the door opened. A man in a suit holding a folder came into the room.

“Miss Bustier” he asked, and the teacher nodded, so he continued. “I am sorry to disturb the class, but I need to speak with Miss Dupain-Cheng”

The teacher nodded and called “Marinette” gesturing towards the door. But of course, nothing was ever simple in this class.

“Sir if you need Marinette then you should also take Lila” Alya spoke up.

The man simply looked confused, “Why would I do that?”

“Marinette is bullying Lila so if you need Mari you need Lila as well” she huffed proud of her logic.

“I am sorry, but I really only need Miss Dupain-Cheng”

“Well whatever you need to say to her you can tell all of us”

Now the man looked exasperated and he turned towards the teacher. She nodded “It is for the best whatever you need to tell Marinette you can tell the class.” She stated.

He huffed and walked up the stairs to Marinette. “I am so very sorry for your loss Miss Dupain-Cheng. If you would please come with me, you are needed to verify the bodies.” This left the class in a quiet shock. They couldn’t believe what they just heard. Mari was wide eyed filled with tears ready to fall and was numb. She didn’t hear when everyone began to speak at once demanding answers of the man. And now Mari could tell he was mad. “Really I do not need to answer your questions as this matter only pertains to Miss Dupain-Cheng, this should have been done in private, so you” he pointed at Miss Bustier “will most likely be getting a call as soon as I will report this.” This shut up the class and he helped her up and walked her out.

Identifying the bodies was a blur in her mind, she was told they died as a riot stormed the airport on their way home. She was asked if she had anywhere to go “can you please give me a moment?” she spoke weakly and the woman who was in charge of her smiled and left her in the room. Thank the Kwamii that Hawkmoth had been inactive lately, so she was able to cry and mourn. She needed to tell someone anyone, but those she loved were gone and now what was she going to do. Tikki popped her head out of the bag and patted her leg. That was when she saw her phone, she picked it up and scrolled through her contacts. She got to the name Bio! Dad and pressed the call.

It rang a few times before he picked up. “Marinette is everything okay you don’t usually call?” she started to cry, and this put worry into his voice. “Mari sweetie what’s wrong. Deep breaths with me 1 in, hold 2, out 3. Again.” He repeated this until she was no longer gasping for breath.

“Maman, Papa, and Nonna died” she couldn’t keep strong anymore “please, please don’t leave me too.”

“I won’t Mari” his voice was the softest she had ever heard from him “I’ll be on the first plane over. I won’t leave you I promise” he hung up and she was finally starting to feel lighter. The woman from before came back.

“Are you okay sweetie?” she gave her a smile.

“I think I will be?” she gave a small smile.

“That call must have helped” Mari nodded in acceptance to the statement. “Who was it?”

“My Father, he is coming for me” the woman looked at her as if she grew another head. “My biological father. My maman, papa, and nonna that died were my adoptive family.” At that the woman gave her a sympathetic smile and a hug. “they were my family but…”

“Sweetie you don’t have to always be strong its okay to be sad.” She began to cry again. She was dropped off at the bakery by Officer Raincomprix, who gave her a sad smile and then left. Mari fell asleep in her parents’ room, Tikki curled up next to her.

She woke up the next morning and opened the Bakery, allowed in the staff, and went back to the apartment. Afterwards she went back up and curled up in her parents’ bed, but a notification on her phone made her stir again.

Bio!Dad: I’m in Paris where do you want me to meet you Mari?

Mari: The Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie

Bio!Dad: I’ll be there soon I promise.

Not long after a staff member knocked on the door, she recognized the voice. “Someone is here to see you”

“Mari can I come in?” she heard Bruce and that prompted her to open the door. She didn’t care that she looked like a mess, as soon as the door opened, she hugged him and started to cry for what felt like the hundredth time in the past 24 hrs. He murmured reassurances to her and led her to the couch.

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If anyone had told him that he was going to rush onto a plane because of the daughter he has never met in person called him crying, he would not have given you any kind of reaction. But here he is on a jet headed to Paris to meet and comfort his daughter, after her parent’s death. Yikes that is a lot to handle.

The only positive to all this is that he left discreetly enough that he wasn’t tailed by the boys. And that was a relief, if Mari had to meet him for the first time that alone was one thing but meeting Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian would probably send the child over the edge. That is considering the fact that she actually deals with and processes emotions like a human and not like a bat.

He hadn’t even finished checking into his hotel and he was restless he knew that Mari needed him and if Bruce was anything, he was overprotective of his family. And right now, one of his family was hurt and he had to do something. He texted her and she told him to go to a bakery.

Well if she said to go to a Bakery then he went to a Bakery. He stepped in and looked around before going up to the counter.

“Excuse me Miss?” he stated towards a Girl no older than Twenty behind the counter placing pastries into the case.

“Hello, how can I assist you today?” she smiled.

“I am here to speak with Marinette.”

“Ah. Your first time here right.” He nodded his head. “That girl always forgets. Follow me” he was confused but followed the young woman through the kitchen and to a small hallway and up a flight of stairs. Where she knocked on a door. There was shuffling on the other side “Someone is here to see you” she plainly stated, and footsteps were heard near the door but just shy of opening it.

“Mari can I come in?” his question was tentative but even he was surprised by the softness of his voice.

The door swung open and there she stood. Oh, she was adorable. Her black hair was in a messy bun and had blue highlights that emphasized her bluebell eyes, which were red and puffy from her crying. She fell into him into a hug and she was so small, he had to protect her from everything. The worker left and he moved the two of them to the couch.

After a couple of hours, he got the full story and to say he was pissed was an understatement. First there was the teacher and how they had handled the situation was awful, but besides that he wanted Mari safe, but he had to know what she wanted instead of making the decisions for her. He learned the hard way with his boys.

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SIT!!! Meme

I saw this floating around YouTube and had to write! If you’re curious, type in ‘I said sit meme Marinette’.

Caline was trying not to panic and kept her smile in place, while trying to contain her class. They were loudly shouting at each other or huddled in corner with Lila Rossi talking about her last trip. The only student that was silent in their seat was Marinette Dupain-Cheng and she looked half dead.

'This is going terrible! We have a new student coming in today. I need to get them under control; Damocles trusts me to rein in this class.'

Marinette wasn't in the greatest mood. Everything was too loud and she was at the end of her rope. As class president, she knew there was a new student coming today. If they came in the midst of the chaos, they would either join it or ignore them. With a sigh, she got up from her seat, in the back, and made her way to her teacher.

"Ms. Bustier, would you like some help?" Marinette questioned with a sigh.

'My savior!'

"Yes, Marinette, that would be helpful." Caline smiled.

Too bad it was already too late. Principal Damocles had opened the classroom door to Bruce and Damian Wayne.

Marinette slammed Caline's lesson plan book down hard on the desk and shouted, "Alright; sit down! I'll give you to the count of three! ONE!"

Immediately, Chloe, Sabrina, Max, Kim, Alix, Mylene, Ivan, and Nathaniel scrambled to their seats.

"TWO!" she continued.

Rose and Juleka quickly sat in their seats.

"THREE!" she stated, firmly.

Adrien and Nino sank into their chairs.

"What if we don't want to?" questioned Alya.

"Yeah. What are you gonna do?" Lila replied, with a smirk on her face.

Marinette took a deep breath and slammed her hands on the desk, before shouting, "I said sit the fuck down!", her voice echoing around the room.

Caline's legs gave out and she landed in her chair. Bruce took a step back, confused by the tiny powerhouse at the teacher's desk. Damocles ran and hid behind Bruce. Alya and Lila dropped into their seats, in shock. They had never seen her so pissed off; she usually just sat quietly and took what they said. While everyone cowered under her outspoken voice, Damian stood tall. Bruce couldn't help but notice his son's ear tips glowing red.

'She's an Angel.'

"I have been up for seventy-two hours with no sleep. I'm not afraid to hurt anyone at this point. Now, we have a new student joining us today. Be nice and if you wake me the fuck up, I will break something or someone." Mari concluded, before taking her seat and resting her head on her desk.

"Th-Thank you, Marinette." Caline expressed, with a new fear of the tiny girl, "I knew we made the right choice in making you class president. Why don't you introduce yourself."

"Damian Wayne." he stated, before taking a seat next to Marinette.

Everyone froze with worry, but Bruce only sighed.

"My name is Bruce Wayne." he introduced himself, "Damian isn't sociable in the least. He has a history with violence, especially with people not being able to keep their distance from him. Knowing no one will bother her, he'll most likely stay there until he is comfortable elsewhere. Oh, and I apologize in advance for my son's blunt opinions."

"Like what?" questioned Alix.

"You have a pathetic excuse of a teacher, who obviously needed someone with a spine and sleep deprived, to do her job for her. It's not hard to see you have no control of your students and it would be better for me to read from the book, then listen to anything you have to say." Damian stated, pulling out his air pods.

No one spoke. No one had ever spoken to their teacher that way before. She was the sweetest teacher. Sure, she didn't give out detentions but she wasn't that bad. Right?

"Yep. Just like that." Bruce stated, before taking his leave, with Damocles at his heels.

Caline looked to her new student and Marinette, who weren't paying any sort of attention to her, but she would forgive it for today. Marinette was obviously tired and Damian just needed a friend. She called everyone to take out their books and to her surprise, her class was quiet for once.

Marinette wasn't one to cuddle in her sleep, at school, but the warmth next to her made it impossible to resist. She could feel it radiating off the person next to her, whoever that was. If the person had a problem with it, they could just shove her off. Marinette leaned towards Damian and nuzzled his arm. Damian looked down at the fiery girl and smirked. He switched his pencil to his left hand and continued taking notes. He'd introduce himself later.

As the bell rang, Mari stirred and pulled away from her heat source. Blinking her consciousness back into existence, she turned to see a new face.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Have I been sleeping on you?" Mari questioned.

"Damian Wayne." he answered.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng." she replied.

"Why have you been up for seventy-two hours?" Damian asked.

Mairnette yawned and stretched, "How about I show you? I live across the street."

Damian shrugged and allowed her to take her to her home-slash-bakery. He could hear the whispers as they passed through the halls, but he paid them no heed. Seemed she didn't either.

"Sorry about the long climb." Marinette apologized, as she opened her hatch door.

Damian wasn't sure what he was expecting, but to be bombarded with pink wasn't it.

"Don't let the pick set you off, I've been busy but I'm gonna be repainting soon." Marinette spoke, noticing his look at the walls, "Pink has become a…color of weakness to me lately. I need something relaxing, uplifting, motivational-"

"A safe haven." he concluded.

"Yes!" she smiled, excitedly, "So far I have some greens and blues I'm looking into! I would have to stain some furniture depending on the color. Oh! I'm spiraling again; sorry."

"Are you always this passionate about colors?" Damian questioned.

"Yep!" Marinette answered, pulling down the zipper on her mannequin, revealing a wedding dress, "I'm a fashion designer. My honorary aunt asked me to make it for her. She's getting married in two weeks."

Damian stared in awe at the deisgn. It was simple but elegant. There was a subtle blend of lilac woven in. There was intricate beading on the bodice and lace on the arms. She had obviously put a lot of work into the dress.

"How long have you been working on this?" he asked, getting a closer look.

Marinette yawned, "Saturday."

Damian froze. It was Tuesday. She had to have been working on this wedding dress non-stop! Upon closer look, the lace wasn't merely just flowers, they were musical notes. She had likely done the lacework by hand as well. She deserved a rest, but he could see that wasn't doing to happen until the dress was complete.

"Why don't you continue to work on your masterpiece and I'll make a copy of the notes for you. I can review, as I go, and speak outloud, so you can ask questions. It can help you remember for your mandatory break in an hour for homework." Damian negotiated.

"Thank you." Mari smiled.

The next day, the class was on edge. Was Mari going to be the same peppy class president or the sleep deprived demon they saw yesterday? Everyone took a collective sigh when Mairnette showed up with two coffee cups and pastries.

"Oh, Marinette!" Lila cooed, "Thank you, but you didn't have to bring pastries to apologize for yesterday." as everyone quickly clamored around her.

"Back off; you vultures!" Mari growled out, "None of this is for you!"

Apparently, Marinette was a mix of both this morning. They quickly parted like the red sea. They kept their eyes trained on her as she made her way to her seat. To their surprise, Marinette handed a coffee cup to Damian and kissed his cheek. With a baited breath, they waited to see what would happen after Bruce Wayne's warning about his son's violence tendencies. It was a day full of surprises, when nothing happened.

"Thank you so much for all your help last night, Damian. I caught up on my school work, managed to finish my homework, and was even able to sleep for five hours." Marinette smiled.

"Don't worry, Angel; I'll keep helping you." Damian replied, standing up and allowing her to sit in her seat.

Marinette blushed as she took the seat next to him and pulled out her sketchbook. Damian took that opportunity to glare at the rest of the class and then sip his coffee, like nothing had ever happened. He closed the gap between them, as she began to sketch, putting his arm around her shoulder. Marinette turned to him, with a blush, and smiled, before continuing her sketch.

The one question that rang through everyone's mind was : 'What the fuck just happened?'

Everyone took a look around the room and sat down. It was very obvious to them that something had happened after school, between them. Damian Wayne was now Marinette's protector. They wouldn't get close to her unless he allowed it and with the way his own father spoke about him, they weren't sure they wanted to.

Alya leaned over to Lila and whispered, "I think you should avoid Marinette from now on. We can stay with you during school hours. We have no idea how he'll react to her being violent since he's the same way.

"Yeah." Lila mumbled.

'There's no way I'm getting close. I can't say anything either if he stays that close. In an instant, she turned the tide of the war with one soldier.'

Lila looked back and saw Damian already glaring daggers at her. If she told him anything, she was dead. He wasn't just a soldier. Damian Wayne was looking down from his castle made of ice.

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yannowhatigiveup · 3 years

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My One And Only - Chapter 18

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Hey! Welcome back to another chapter of MOaO! I won’t be able to update this as much as I want to (I’m not really updating it as fast as I won’t to right now but I’m trying) as exams are coming up as well as other various things. (I just realized that I haven’t said this earlier I’m so sorry, Ramadan Kareem to those who celebrate it!) Also, thank you so much for 128 followers!

"...I believe I found a way to subdue Hawkmoth"

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Her eyes repeatedly scanned the page, making sure she was reading it correctly.

"It won't defeat Hawkmoth" Damian carefully pointed out, not wanting to diminish her excitement. "But it'll be able to stop him for some time, a month or two at most"

"Do you know what this means?" Her voice was barely above a whisper. "We'll be able to have some peace of mind! We'll be able to prepare ourselves! The whole of Paris! Who know, maybe we'll be able to get some clues on his identity as well as Mayura's as well!"

By the end, Marinette was spinning around the room, her slight giggles of happiness appeared here and there. Damian chuckled at her delight, seeing her happy was probably one of his most favourite sites in the world, that and seeing her flustered.

"I understand that you're excited but what do these cryptic messages mean, 'a tear of joy'? Did I translate that correctly"

She giggled at his confusion. "No that's one of the ingredients for the power up. Speaking of ingredients, I need to get some" Her bluebell eyes quickly scanned over the tablet again before she speed walked out of the hotel with Damian on her arm. "We're going to Master Fu's old place, he still has some ingredients we could use"

The two walked in silence, there was a topic that they needed to discuss, the end of the week was approaching fast.

"Maybe in the small time of peace, I can get Father and my brothers to help"

The bluenette chuckled slightly but not out of amusement. "I almost forgot, you'll be leaving in a few days" her gaze fell to the ground before she looked up at her boyfriend, solemnly. "It's gonna be a lot different, huh?"

He squeezed her hand gently with a comforting smile on his face. "It will be but I'm sure we'll handle it"

The couple grabbed the necessary ingredients and made their way back to the hotel. They dropped them off at the hotel room before making their way upper to the restaurant to get some food. Their dinner was quickly interrupted by a rockstar coming to congratulate his niece.

"Nettie! You're rock'n'roll! Your song is a huge hit!" Jagged exclaimed once he reached the table, he only seemed to register there was another person there once he sat down. His moderate cyan eyes widened in recognition when his gaze landed on the green-eyed boy. "You must be Damian, you look just like you're old man Brucie"

Damian shook his hand when the rockstar had offered it. "I am, Mr Stone"

"Uncle Jagged-"

"You break my niece's heart, I'll send Fang to eat you"

"Uncle Jagged!-"

"And I will gladly let you"

"I approve of your relationship, I just wanted to give the shovel talk since it sounded fun"

Marinette gaped at the two males on her table. "Dami, don't encourage him! I've already got Gami waiting to spar with you"

"Ah yes, my son's girlfriend is just as scary as Penny" Jagged visibly shuddered in good nature.

"Wait, Luka and Gami got together? Without telling me?!" The bluenette huffed, offended. "And to think I'm his honorary cousin"

Jagged chortled at her reaction while Damian had a faint smile playing on his lips. The rockstar decided to take his leave shortly after that, not wanting to draw some unwanted attention. He did manage to leave a pair of blushing teens as he told them to "Use protection!" before departing. Marinette was utterly embarrassed while Damian was flustered. Once dinner was finished, the couple went back to Damian's hotel room to discuss what they were going to do next.

Doing his best to help, Damian passed the ingredients to his girlfriend who then mixed up said ingredients in a pot.

"Can you get the Tear of Joy, Dami?"

The green-eyed boy looked through the ingredients until he found the slim bottle with a minuscule amount of clear liquid. He eyed the water as it squished in the bottle, it seemed so ordinary despite the great magic it could create. Damian could almost see the water taunting him with its mystic properties, he could just about feel it as he brought the bottle closer to the cauldron.

"This is it, correct?" The ravenette showed the blue-eyed girl the bottle in his hand

Her eyes lit up when presented with the vial. "Yes, that's it" As she removed the cork that was sealing the bottle shut, Damian asked a question that was lingering in the back of his mind.

"What exactly is the tear of joy?"

Marinette turned to smile at him. "It's a tear of joy"

"So a tear caused by laughter?"

"Precisely" She looked up at the ceiling wistfully. "I remember, when Syren attacked, Master Fu was trying to decode what a 'tear of joy' was. It took some time but we managed to figure it out in the end" She sighed. "It's great that we managed to find out about 'power-ups' but if we found out about them sooner, maybe more people would've been saved."

He put his hands comfortably on her shoulders. "What did Syren do exactly?"

She stopped dead in her tracks. That wasn't the reaction that Damian was expecting, whatever had happened with this Akuma must have been bad to induce this response.

The bluenette sighed and looked at the green-eyed boy straight into his emerald eyes. "Syren was one of the most dangerous Akumas we've ever had to deal with. She flooded all of Paris with her tears, only a few hundred people managed to reach the rooftops in time"

A breath quickly sucked in through his lips, the scene itself sounded horrible, imagining it even more so, having to actually see it must have been... traumatic.

"But Ondine is doing much better with Kim. And it's all in the past, we've learnt how to deal with the memories!" Her smile hurt to look at. His girlfriend had to deal with so much and she couldn't even express her negativity without fear of becoming an akuma. Damian placed a kiss on her head as she finally got the lid off of the bottle.

Both teens watched in anticipation as the droplet rolled down to the bottle's lip, teetering over the edge. It fell in. The concoction then shimmered a silvery blue. Grabbing a bottle, Marinette poured some of the liquid inside it, looked at the bottle and hummed in satisfaction. She quickly put all the equipment used back in a box and cleaned up any mess made. Once she was finished, she turned to the boy standing over her.

"I'll bring these back to Master Fu's old apartment then I'll drop this bottle off at my house, you can tell Tikki and Plagg that they can come out now"

The contents of the box shifted to one side, Damian helped steady both the bluenette and the box before going to the kwamis. Once the kwamis where comfortably with their owners, Tikki in Marinette's purse and Plagg in Damian's hoodie pocket, they made their way to the apartment. It still technically belonged to Master Fu, he rest hadn't rented it out so they were free to roam around. After putting the equipment away, the couple strolled to Marinette's house hand in hand. The bluenette went up to her balcony, with Damian close behind, and hid the bottle under her pink-striped deck chair, away from the sunlight.

"It needs to 'mature' in the moonlight, I guess. So when the moon is out, I'll take the bottle out" Marinette gestured for Damian to follow her as she went back down to the bakery portion of her house. "I'll give you some Camembert with the power ups infused. But I'll have to make it first!"

She hummed as she went upside to retrieve other substances that Master Fu had taught her to create. In the moment she was gone, Plagg appeared.

"I hate transforming!" The black kwami whined, settling in the boy's hair.

"What's so bad about it?" Damian raised an eyebrow at Plagg's outburst.

"It ruins the beautiful taste of Camembert, and it tastes weird"

"Quit your whining Plagg" Tikki's squeaky, but still relatively scary, voice rang out as both she and her owner returned.

"But Sugarcube-"

"No 'but's Stinky Sock!"

Damian watched with quiet amusement while Marinette giggled, handing him a wheel of Camembert.

"The cheese is cut up in different slices, each representing a different power up. I'll explain which is which on the way back to the hotel"

Damian put the wheel in his pocket before taking the bluenette's hand. "I look forward to it"

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Each power up was simple enough, they all had a different colour corresponding with it's ability, making it easier to memorize. The couple walked by a dark alley as Damian check the time. Passing his phone to the bluenette next to him, Marinette took one glance at the time before dragging the two of them into said dark alley. It was time for patrol. Once both were done transforming, Noir and Ladybug made their to the assigned rooftop. When landing, Noir took his staff and looked through the help guide to get a better idea of what weapon he was working with. Spinning the staff with his hands, he separated the staff into two separate batons. He hummed in contentment.

"Grayson never gave me his escrima sticks for missions. I suppose this is good training if I ever want to use them"

The two rods snapped back together with a satisfying snap. Continuing to look through the articles on his now full staff, Noir didn't even notice when Ladybug moved to stand behind him. In one swift motion, the spotted heroine pulled down the black hood that was shielding the black cat-themed hero's face.

"La-"

Her covered fingers stroked his black cat ears, she giggled as his cheeks flushed. The feeling itself was unusual to the green-eyed hero, he had never felt anything remotely similar before but he wouldn't say he didn't enjoy it. It was just... unexpected. The spotted heroine, however, quite liked making the stoic Noir flustered. His ears felt so much like a real cat's that Ladybug was nearly taken aback, she got used to it after her shock, though. Noir found himself leaning into her touch but looking at everything but her in embarrassment.

Had his ears not been occupied he probably would've heard the two other heroes arriving, he only knew they were here as he saw them in his peripheral vision, rolling his eyes as he noticed them snickering.

'Angel, Rena and Chien are here'

Ladybug's head snapped in the direction of the two other heroes, one of her hands left his head as she she greeted the fox and the dog.

"Hello Rena Rouge, Chien" Ladybug greeted them casually, something Noir knew he couldn't do at that moment.

"Hello to you too LB! Hey Noir, did the bug find a way to tame you?

He mumbled a reply.

Ladybug giggled before turning to properly address the other heroes. "I've been thinking of adding three more members. I know it's a lot since you, Rena, have only just been announced as a permanent user and you, Chien, have basically just joined. But Noir and I found something that will require their help. I have a hunch that Hawkmoth might try something like Guerrier but with the same level as Syren"

The fox-themed hero nodded. "You need all the help you can get. So who do you have in mind?"

"A Snake, a Bee and a Dragon" The spotted heroine answered with no hesitation. "We'll need a snake as it is... intuitive"

Upon registering the description, Chien chuckled. "Isn't that the point?"

"Perhaps" Ladybug hummed with a smile on her face. "A dragon can control elements, a strong power would be useful. The bee miraculous's power is immobilization-"

"Paralysis can be very beneficial when trying to stop an akuma" Noir provided his input.

"Yes. So what do you think?" The spotted heroine looked between the three heroes standing on the rooftop with her. Noir hummed approval while Chien gave her a thumbs up.

"You always have the best ideas, Bug!" Rena voiced out her agreement, Ladybug let out a sigh of relief she didn't know she was holding.

"Then I'll go get them now shall I? We gotta teach them as fast as we can" The blue-eyed heroine took the yo-yo from her hip, spinning it with a flick of her wrist. "I'll send them here and then you show them the ropes"

"Aye aye Captain!" Chien saluted and Rena followed suit, only after a quick laugh. Noir rolled his eyes in good nature while pulling his hood back up, flicking his cat ears before doing so.

Hurling her yo-yo at a nearby building, Ladybug hissed through the air, her yo-yo latching onto another building as she neared the previous. Soon enough, she landed gracefully in a quiet area where two familiar figures were strolling hand in hand.

"Ladybug?" A boy with dyed hair questioned, a bluenette with short hair and almond eyes next to him.

She nodded before pulling out two miraculous from her yo-yo with, presumably, unlimited storage. "Luka Couffaine, Kagami Tsurugi, these are the miraculous of the Snake and the miraculous of the Dragon. They grant you the powers of Intuition and Perfection. You will use these miraculouses for the greater good, can I trust you?"

Luka and Kagami shared a knowing look then turned to the heroine in front of them.

"You can count on use Ladybug"

"We're honored to be chosen to fight by your side, my Ladybug"

She gave them the miraculous and watched as they both transformed into Viperion and Ryuko. "The others are waiting at this location." She showed them a map on her yo-yo. "I'll meet you there once I finish with a task a have to do." She hissed through the air once more, thanks to her yo-yo, and landed on a rooftop that was very familiar now. There stood a blonde, leaning on the banister.

"Ladybug?" Chloe's confused voice rang out.

"Hello Chloe Bourgeois" Ladybug took something from her yo-yo. "This is the Bee miraculous, it grants the power to immobilise your opponents. Should you choose to help us-"

"I can't"

"Pardon?"

"I said I can't" The blonde looked solemnly at the heroine. "I've been an utterly horrible person, I don't deserve to be a hero. Especially after... Queen Bee"

"People can change Chloe" Ladybug put a hand on the blonde's shoulder. "As long as they are given the chance to. Do you want to take this chancep?"

Chloe stared at the miraculous before looking at the heroine with a determined expression.

"I won't let you down, Ladybug"

~~~

Ladybug soon returned with a bee-themed heroine, named Honey Bee, by her side. After a brief reintroduction, the patrol began. Rena Rouge took the west side with Honey Bee and Viperion, Chien and Ladybug took the East while Ryuko and Noir took the North, they had already checked the South. Most of the patrol was done in silence, other than the odd 'nothing wrong here'. Ryuko had been the one to start a conversation

"You're the new wielder of black cat miraculous, correct?" The dragon user questioned Noir. He recognised it as the beginning of an interrogation.

"It certainly seems that way" Ryuko hummed.

"You fancy Ladybug, don't you" The question obviously took him aback. "Do you consider yourself... worthy?

The cat-themed hero didn't hesitate. "No"

He saw her raise her eyebrows.

"Ladybug is too virtuous for this world, there's not a soul in this entire universe worthy of her affection"

The dragon hummed in satisfaction. "You remind me of the boyfriend of one of my friends. Though I have yet to be convinced that he should date said friend, you have proved yourself worthy of Ladybug. I approve of your relationship even though it isn't my place to make such a decision"

"I am pleased" Despite the fact that he is a leader in this team, he's content with the fact he has the great dragon user's approval as she is the most intimidating of the team, other than Ladybug herself.

"Also don't mess this up, Ladybug is a Queen " Ryuko casually pointed out.

"Glad I am not the only one that thinks so"

"How can you not? Have you seen her?!"

"She's a goddess"

"You have my approval again"

~~~

Noir and Ryuko were first to arrive as they had finished their patrol early, the rest of the team weren't too far behind, however.

"Alright" Ladybug began once everyone returned. "Honey Bee, Viperion, Ryuko, it'll be best if you memorize all of Paris. That way, when there's trouble, you'll know your way around."

"I found that an aerial view is the fastest way to know the city like the back of your hand!" Rena Rouge pointed out.

"That's also the way I did it!" Chien chimed in,

"Yep! If you don't mind, there's something I'd like to discuss with both Rena Rouge and Chien. Noir, will you join us?" The spotted heroine turned to the heroes named.

"I ought to" He replied flatly.

"Alright then, follow me!" Ladybug hissed through the air followed by Noir with his staff and Rena and Chien with their enhanced abilities. Soon they landed in an alley. "I know you already know this, Rena, but I think it's fair if Chien knows too"

"Fair that I know what?" His gaze moved between the two heroines before landing on the black cat hero, silently begging for answers, to which Noir returned with an unconvincing shrug.

"That you know this. Tikki, spots off!" A blinding red light filled the narrow corner they were in, Rena shut one of her eyes while Chien shut both, Noir was shielded from the light thanks to his hoodie. Then, a certain Marinette Dupain-Cheng stood where the spotted heroine once was.

"Wh- Bu- How-" Chien spluttered as his brain combusted with all the information that was flowing through it at once. Marinette giggled at his confusion, Rena full on laughed, clutching her stomach while Noir merely smirked. "But, but I saw you standing next to Ladybug! Wait no, yourself? My brain is melting! Wait, you two knew?!" The dog-themed hero screeched.

"She's my best friend" Rena shrugged with an innocent expression, her transformation dropped. Chien stared in shock.

"She's my girlfriend" Noir mimicked Rena Rounge's shrug while letting his transformation fall too, leaving Chien the only one transformed.

"Okay THAT makes sense, you're both deathly attr- Wait, did you say best fRIEND?!" Chien shrieked and detransformed.

"ADRIEN?!" Alya exclaimed, Marinette and Damian watched in amusement.

"As entertaining as this is-" The green-eyed boy cut in before the pair would attract unwanted attention. "-Marinette needs to explain the reason why she revealed her identity to you"

The bluenette nodded. "You see early today, at school, I had this 'miraculous burn' I guess you could say from Guerrier's attack. Thanks to Alya I'm feeling better but that resulted in getting my identity revealed. So to avoid anymore incidents like that, I also told you Adrien. I can't tell the rest of the team yet as I don't want them to go all protective over me, you'll three will have enough overprotectiveness"

"Not wrong there, girl" Alya said without shame.

"I know I have to tell them my true identity at some point but right now it's better just to have you three know."

"We understand" Alya and Adrien said in unison.

"Great, now let's go back to the others so we can tell them patrol is over"

~~~

It was sunset, the orange cotton clouds contrasted beautifully with the darkening blue sky. A cool wind blew through the air, cold enough to make one shiver but not enough to catch a cold. Walking hand in hand, a couple made their way to Le Grand Paris. The bluenette looked up to the noirette next to her, leaning onto his arm covered by the Robin-themed hoodie and smiling while doing so, she closed her eyes to savor the moment.

"Angel?" Damian brushed the stray hairs on her face as she pulled away to look at him properly.

"You know, I'm really going to miss this" Marinette raised their conjoined hands as they approached the hotel doors.

He hummed and in response, put his arm around her waist to pull her closer while going through the elevator doors. "I am too"

They soon reached the hotel room, the kwamis roaming around for food once they got inside. Food in hand, Tikki and Plagg sat of the coffee table, leaning on one another as Damian turned on the screen to watch a movie. Once he was comfortably seated, Marinette joined him, snuggling into his side. He brushed his fingers through her silky midnight hair. He was going to miss this, deeply. What would life be like going back, without the beautiful bluenette physically next to him?

'I do not want to find out'

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Provisional Cessation, It was created for the purpose of temporarily stopping a miraculous from being used if any harm were to come to the user. It would also deem it unusable for a certain period of time if the miraculous were ever come into the wrong hands. The reason Master Fu didn't tell Marinette this information was because the last time a user tried this power up, they were put into a magical induced coma, it was too risky.

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sturchling · 4 years

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Can you do a damianette prompt where it is a class,Adrien, Lila salt except for chloe,nino,Alix, Kim and juleka and when Lila is revealed have her go berserk and try to kill Marinette but Damian stops her please? And if you are too busy let me know and I won’t ask you about when

Here you go! Hope you like it! Let me know what you think!

Marinette was fed up with her class. Almost everyone had fallen for Lila’s lies. Lila had managed to gain their trust since she had threatened Marinette. After that, she started planting seeds of doubt about Marinette with the class. Even Adrien, who knew that Lila was a liar, turned on Marinette. He was never cruel to her like the rest of the class, but he never stood up for her. He left her to fend for herself; he didn’t have her back like he promised. It wasn’t long before her threat became reality. Now most of the class had turned on Marinette and the friends she had left. Now, the only people who believed her were Chloe, Nino, Alix, Kim and Juleka.

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Nino had realized that Lila was lying when Lila started saying mean things about Marinette. Nino had known Marinette since they were five and Marinette didn’t have a mean bone in her body. Marinette would never bully anyone, not even Lila. She had never gone after Chloe, and Chloe had been so cruel to her, so why would Marinette just start harassing Lila. Kim figured it out the same way, since he had also known Marinette for a really long time.

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Alix figured it out, when Lila said she knew a really popular skater youtuber. Lila had thought it was safe to lie about them, because they kept their face hidden, and you couldn’t really tell who they were. But Lila hadn’t seen their face reveal video from a few months back. Alix decided to ask a few questions, to see if she was telling the truth, since Marinette was so insistent Lila was a liar. Alix had thought that if Lila got the questions right, then she could prove to Marinette that Lila wasn’t a liar. But instead of describing the youtuber correctly, Lila got everything wrong. Alix knew then that Lila was nothing but a liar and started hanging out with Marinette again.

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Juleka had figured it out easily. Lila had accidently lied about Juleka herself. After the Reflekdoll incident, Juleka had kept modeling for Marinette, under the condition that she could wear a mask. The mask helped Juleka with the anxiety she felt while modeling, and Marinette was more than willing to accommodate her. Right as Lila started to try and turn everyone against Marinette, Juleka was looking at the new photos Marinette had just posted to her website. Juleka couldn’t believe how awesome they turned out. Lila saw Juleka admiring the photos and told her, “I didn’t know you were a fan of that model! I could introduce you two! We are very close, like best friends! I was the one who helped her get her career started.” Juleka just nodded her head, and Lila walked away, not realizing she had just revealed herself to Juleka.

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Chloe had known all along. Despite what others thought of her, she wasn’t an idiot. She knew how to spot a liar. While Chloe and Marinette weren’t especially close, the two girls had called a truce. Chloe was now focused on messing with Lila. Chloe did end up apologizing to Marinette for how cruel she had been, in an effort to be more like a hero in her personal life. Chloe wouldn’t call Marinette her friend, but they did get along better now, than they ever had before.

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About two months before, Mrs. Bustier’s class had done a pen pal project. They were each paired with a student somewhere in America. These students had registered with the pen pal organization, and could be from anywhere in America. Marinette had been partnered with Damian Wayne in Gotham. Bruce had signed Damian up for the program, hoping it might help Damian act more his age, while still being comfortable with the activity. Letter writing seemed like something Damian might enjoy, and Bruce hoped that who ever Damian was paired with would help him loosen up. Damian begrudgingly agreed to participate in this, thinking that he would loathe every minute of this asinine endeavor. However, he was very wrong about that.

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Damian and Marinette kept talking to each other, even after the project ended. They started texting and emailing to keep in closer contact. Then they started skyping, so they could finally see each other ‘face to face’. Eventually, Damian decided that he wanted to date Marinette. But he didn’t want to ask her over text, that seemed incredibly immature. So, he planned to surprise Marinette by visiting her in France. It was hard to keep the secret from her, but soon Damian had arrived in Paris and was going to finally see his angel in person. He dropped his stuff at the hotel, and left to pick Marinette up from school. Little did he know, he would also meet the girl that had been tormenting his angel for several months. And that he would be the catalyst for Lila’s downfall.

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Marinette was ready for the day to be done. Lila had not stopped talking yet, and kept coming up with more and more lies. Though Marinette and her friends did get a giggle out of one of her stories. Lila had been saying that she was very close with the Wayne family in Gotham for several days now. Today, she decided to raise the stakes by saying she was in a relationship with Damian. When Lila referred to Damian as ‘Damiboo’ Marinette and her friends almost died laughing. Just imagining the look on Damian’s face if he ever heard that nickname was enough to make them erupt into a new round of laughter. But of course, this drew Lila’s ire and Lila switched gears, talking about how Damian had comforted her all last night after Marinette apparently sent very mean messages to Lila. Marinette just rolled her eyes, and ignored the glares the class sent her for the rest of the morning. By lunch time Marinette was fed up, and decided to go have lunch at home to escape Lila, if only for an hour. But when she got to the steps outside, she saw Damian waiting at the top of the front staircase smiling at her.

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“Damian!” Marinette rushed up to him and hugged him tightly. She couldn’t believe he was here! Damian chuckled, “Hello angel.” Marinette blushed a bit at the pet name and asked, “What are you doing here?” Before Damian could answer, Marinette heard the liar’s voice from behind her. “Marinette? Who is this?” Damian took a step forward, “I’m Damian and who are you?” Lila batted her eyes, apparently forgetting her supposed boyfriend, and tried flirting with Damian. “My name is Lila. It is nice to meet you. I should probably warn you; Marinette can be a bit of a bully. She has been harassing me for months. All because she is jealous of me.” Damian was furious, he automatically knew that this girl must be the liar that Marinette had vented to him about. “Why would Marinette be jealous of you. She is amazing, and already has a successful career with her designing. Regardless, Marinette isn’t that kind of person.” Damian saw the anger enter the liar’s eyes, but Lila pasted a fake smile on her face, “She is jealous of me for a lot of reasons, but one of the newest reasons is because of my boyfriend, Damian Wayne. She is mad that I have such a wonderful boyfriend, while she is alone.” With that, Lila had set in motion, the end of her lying career.

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Damian glared at the liar, while Marinette and her friends started laughing again. Lila had just lied about Damian Wayne to Damian Wayne. This was going to be an amazing show. Lila glared at the group, wondering what they were laughing about, when Damian started speaking again. By now a small crowd, mainly made up of Mrs. Bustier’s class had gathered and heard what Damian said, “It is not possible for you to be dating Damian Wayne.” Lila grew furious, forgetting to mask her rage and snapped, “How could you possibly know who Damian Wayne is dating.” Damian smirked at the liar, “I know that, because I am Damian Wayne. I have never met you before today. But my angel here has told me a lot about you. How you lie with every breath and turned the class against her.” Lila was horrified, she could see everything crashing down around her. Grasping at anything she could to try and save her tower of lies she said, “What proof do you have that you are him. You are probably some actor that Marinette hired to make me look bad.” With out missing a beat, Damian pulled out his ID, which clearly displayed his name for the whole crowd to see. Undeniable proof that he was Damian Wayne. And Mrs. Bustier’s class began to realize that if he is Damian Wayne, and what he said was true, then Lila was nothing but a liar. Lila couldn’t believe it. She saw how the whole crowd instantly started to doubt her. She didn’t know what to do. She looked in the crowd for any friendly face, but found none. Then she heard the laughter start up again. She whipped around and saw Marinette and her friends laughing at her. Lila saw red, and she charged Marinette, intending to push her down the stairs. She wanted to hurt the designer badly.

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How dare Marinette do this?! HOW DARE MARINETTE RUIN EVERYTHING!? Lila’s plan would have worked, if Damian hadn’t been there. Lila did manage to give Marinette a small shove, but Damian quickly wrapped an arm around Marinette to steady here, before turning to face the liar. He quickly pinned her arms behind her back and pushed Lila to the ground. Lila kept trying to get at Marinette, so she could hurt her, screaming the whole time. She called Marinette every horrible name she could think of, and kept trying to free herself from Damian’s vice like grip, but she was unsuccessful. Mr. Damocles, having heard the commotion, came out and saw the scene. After being informed of what had happened, Mr. Damocles took Lila to his office to wait for her mother to arrive. Mrs. Bustier’s class would find out later, that Lila had been expelled for assaulting another student, and that her mother had sent her back to Italy to live with her grandparents, where she could be watched much more closely.

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Marinette was ecstatic that Lila was gone, but that wasn’t the only good thing that happened that day. When everything had calmed down, Damian finally was able to ask her out. Of course Marinette said yes! Damian stayed the next few days, and the couple were always together. But soon, it was time for Damian to return to Gotham. Before he left though, Marinette promised that she would come visit him in Gotham during the next school break. Marinette was very happy with how things turned out in the end. She has true friends, that stuck by her during the liar’s reign. And she gained a boyfriend who truly cares about her and her feelings. Marinette was very happy, and was glad things had turned out this way, even if she had to go through everything with Lila. The young couple messaged and skyped constantly. They became even closer than they were before, and loved each other dearly. Marinette was truly happy and wouldn’t change a single thing about her life.

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thr-333 · 4 years

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Drastic Measures- Part 6

@daminette-december2019-2020

~Comfort~

Damian! for your own health and safety stop trying to KILL Marinette!!!

Ao3

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“Marinette you need to call them,”

Marinette buries her head deeper in the pillow, Adrien tries to pull it away from her.

“Marinette you need to call them,”

Adrien starts leaning his weight into taking it away, Marinette holds tight getting dragged across and half off the bed.

“Marinette if you don't call them I’m going to call them myself,” Adrien threatens, letting go of the pillow and leaving her half hanging off.

“Nooooo,” Marinette moans nose smooshed into the floor.

“Your parents are nice,” Adrien pats her on the back.

“You’ve never seen them angry,”

“They aren’t going to be angry, they're going to be angry if you don't call,”

“Nooooo,”

“... Ops too late I dialed,”

“What?!” Marinette leaps up catching the phone as Adrien drops it.

“You’ll thank me later~” Adrien dances out of the room followed by the Kwamis leaving her all on her lonesome.

“Hello?” Tom’s voice cuts through Marinette's panicking.

“Hi Papa,” Marinette cringes shifting herself back onto the bed.

“Marinette? Marinette! Are you ok sweetie? what's wrong, are you safe, where are you, how can we-”

“I’m ok Papa, I promise,” She relaxes a bit, Adrien was right, for now.

“Oh sweetie, what happened can we talk about- Sabine! Sabine! It’s Marinette! Marinette called!”

“Marinette? Are you safe honey,” Marinette lets go of the breath she was holding at her Maman's concern.

“I’m safe Maman, I’m staying with the Waynes,” She'd ask how exactly Sabine managed to set that up another time.

“Darling, why did you leave?”

“Uhhhhhhhh,” Saying shes on a top-secret mission or can't tell them because it will put them in danger is useless, it’ll just make them ask more she has to completely shut them do- “The sunsets where it rises,”

“... What ,” Marinette cringes at the sharp tone.

“You used to tell me that when there was something you couldn't tell me, for good reason, well now it’s my turn,” Marinette had long suspected what exactly that code meant, but knew enough it meant you didn't ask questions, and you didn't use it lightly, “The sunsets where it rises,”

“Alright, alright I get it please don't repeat that,” Sabine shushes her, “Marinette it can not be used lightly, in fact, you shouldn't be using it,”

“I need to Maman, and I'm not using it lightly, I just need you to trust me, I can handle this but I need to do it without you,” Marinette sighs, she wished she could tell them everything, “I promise when I can I will explain everything, for now, I can’t come back to Paris,”

“Alright Marinette, if you're sure about this,” Tom agrees, Sabine still mulling over it.

“I am,”

“And your smart about it,” Sabine stresses, “Honey even if you can't come back to Paris we can come to you,”

“That's alright Maman, I’ll work better knowing your both safe in Paris,” Marinette relaxes back into the bed, waves of exhaustion washing over her, “Please stay in Paris for me,”

“Alright sweetie we will, just make sure to call us,” Tom soothes her, Marinette could almost fall asleep like this.

“I will,”

“Everyday,”

“I’ll try,” Marinette smiles at his demand.

“Get some sleep darling,” Sabine comfort, Marinette seconds away from doing just that, “I’m sure you’ve earned it,”

“Night guys,”

“Good night sweetie,” Marinette lets the call drop, eyes drooping low.

The door slams open and she jumps up into a defensive position getting tangled in the sheets. She doesn't have a second to steady herself as she is tackled. Marinette kicks the attacker in the stomach using the distraction to roll them over so she’s on top. She miscalculates sending them both off the bed. Marinette's side hits the ground, she groans opening her eyes to see who attacke-

“Damian?!”

“You’re an assassin!” He lunges, Marinette dosages out the way, going again for his stomach but he catches her leg this time.

“What the?” He tries to pin her but she twists her leg to get free and rolls away into a couched position, “I’m not an assassin!”

“You’re here to kill them,” Damian sends a kick her way she dodges, using the momentum to stand up and get on even ground.

“I’m not going to kill anyone!” Marinette snaps, striking first, taking the element of surprise and managing to get him in a hold, “Never have never will,”

“You were raised by one,” Damian tries to get out of her hold, she pulls tighter on his arm in warning, “You can’t be as good as you act,”

“Maybe my Maman was an assassin,” There was certainly no way a baker should know her skills, “But she changed and certainly never wanted me to be one,”

“Tt,” Damian scoffs, trying to break out of the hold with raw strength, little did he know she had him soundly beat in that department, “There's no way, no matter how hard she tries it doesn't change who she is; a killer,”

Marinette is filled with a white-hot rage before dousing it with years of practice. Damian gives up on strength starting a more covert way of getting out, if he finds the right angle he can dislocate his wrist then get the leverage he needs to get free. It was a move her Maman had shown her when teaching her this move, getting out of Marinette's hold by dislocating her wrist without flinching. It had made Marinette think that dislocation wasn't painful, even less so when her Mana had reset it herself without flinching. Then years later while they were still little Kim had fallen in the playground and cried his eyes out when his wrist was dislocated, then had screamed when it was reset. After that Marinette had figured her Maman wasn't all she had seemed.

“Damian, are you an assassin?”

“...”

“Don’t hurt your wrist, I’m going to let you out just don't attack me again,” Marinette relaxes enough so if he wanted to Damian could break out and if she wanted to she could pull him back into the hold, it was a test of trust on both sides, “Damian I’m not an assassin and I wasn't sent here to hurt anyone, I didn’t even intend to be here that just how the cards fell,”

“You expect me to believe that?” He doesn't try to break out but he certainly doesn't relax, "You show up in Gotham then your Mother threatens us to take you in,"

Threatens huh? yeah, that made more sense.

“No, of course I don’t expect you to trust me,” Marinette says gently, “Your families safety is on the line, I expect you to do whatever it takes to keep them safe,”

“...”

“You can change who you are you know,” she did it every day when she became Ladybug, and overtime the line between Ladybug and Marinette had blurred, “My Maman is the kindest person I know, she’s full of compassion and joy no matter what she did in the past, and above all, she cares about me, she cares about her family, just like you,”

“That doesn't change anything,”

“It doesn't change what you did, but it can change what you choose to do,” Marinette rubs her thumb comfortingly over where its clasped on his wrist, “And that can mean a whole lot more that what you were forced to do,”

“... let me go,” Marinette obliges and they both sit up, neither starting a conversation.

Marinette studies Damian, a severe contemplative look on his face. She's sure to others it would look like a scowl, but Kagami isn't very good at expressing herself outwardly so Marinette had learned to read between the lines, and the lines say a lot. Then there's the little fact that Bruce Wayne's son is an assassin and maybe she should be slightly more worried about Bruce himself. She rethinks all their other interactions, framing it with the new information his attitude suddenly makes a lot more sense, and is even admirable in a way.

Something catches the corner of her eye and she spots a camera peaking from the edge of the still-open door.

“Adrien!” She shouts, making Damian jump a bit which she silently finds funny in an endearing way. The phone disappears and Marinette runs to the door where Adrien is already booking it down the hall, “Adrien get back here!”

Marinette gives chase, intent on making him delete whatever picture he took no matter how cute he thinks they are. In her haste, she leaves Damian alone to his thoughts. Yet still, he's more at peace than he has ever been.

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#miraculous #miraculous ladybug fic #mircaulous ladybug #miraculous fanfic #MLB #ML #ml fic #Marinette #miraculous marinette #badass marinette #maribat #daminette

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