#adrien is still sunshine and damian is still grumpy

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Hi yes, I KNOW this isn’t one of my OTHER projects, but this song gives me major Damian and Adrien vibes. I like to think Adrien and Damian could bond over shitty parents, Damian about his mom, and Adrien about his dad. Managed to get this typed up between breaks on ALiG; chapter 6 is making steady progress finally lol This would be a Daminette/Jondrien fic, with Damian and Adrien Bros. 

It won’t let me post the whole song on tumblr for some reason?? So here’s a proper link. 

More below the cut about the particular AU this spawned, as well as the lyrics. 

(also this whole album/band kicks ass, I highly recommend) 

((ALSO ALSO this is actually a Brucelie -BruceXEmilie-fic too))

tw for casual weed smoking mention I guess? and abuse themes definitely

I am your son, you are my mother I'm on my own, you're not my lover Don't tell me how to live

I am your son, you are my father You led us like lambs on our way to the slaughter Who do you think you are?

One, two, three I know you lied to me I can see Now that I'm free

It's me and the black roses  X6 

I am your son, she's not my mother You think she's perfect, to me, just another Do you think it's okay?

But I am your son, for worse or for better Despite the fact that you a homewrecker I guess that's who you are

One, two, three I know you lied to me I can see Now that I'm free

It's me and the black roses  X18

SO the idea here is this. 

Obviously the parts in the beginning about the mother are from Damian’s point of view, and about the oppression he dealt with while in her care. Talia for those who aren’t as into DC is just, WOW levels of awful. She’s controlling, and very much trying to map out all of Damian’s life; and when Damian’s young, he’s fine with this. It’s kind of a classic case of ‘mother knows best’, but at its absolute worst. This starts to change once Damian goes to stay with his father in canon of course. Age Range for Damian: 10 to 12 or so?

The next three lines of lyrics are more from Adrien’s/Chat’s perspective; the ‘lambs led to slaughter’ are Adrien and the rest of the Miraculous team, and it really is about how angry Adrien is at his father for what’s he’s done to his family, and his friends. I imagine in the background during this part Adrien realizing his father is Hawkmoth during the final altercation; Gabriel will try to Akumatize him, and before Ladybug can step in, Chat cataclysms the butterfly, and just starts. BEATING THE HELL OUT OF HIS FATHER. They’re like 18 at this point, and his transformation wears off as he goes to take the Miraculous, and once it does, Gabriel kicks him off. The fight gets ugly, but Ladybug had managed to before this fight, fix the peafowl miraculous. And when she heals Emilie while Chat’s fighting, the woman wakes up in time to see her son go flying. She beats his ass with the assistance of Ladybug. It’s gonna get sappy after that. Ages for this Adrien/Mari: 18; they’ll leave paris 4 years later, to Gotham.

Following that, the next four lines I generally see being from both boys; Damian, once he’s embraced living with his father and brothers, and becoming Robin, reflecting on how his mother was wrong; and Adrien, once his father is in prison and he moves to the states with Marinette, Chloe, and his mother and begins to find peace without the overbearing nature of his father. Maybe there will also be some true Felix and Adrien bonding?? Amelie will definitely show up cause like, holy shit, hr sister is back???! Once again, here’s ages: Mari/Adrien: 22, Damian: 23, Jon: 21

The ‘Black Roses’, for me, can be interpreted in a couple different ways. One, both boys hail from wealth; Adrien as a model, and Damian as both an Al Ghul, and the Wayne heir. Canonically, we know Bruce cultivates roses, and I’d imagine they’re grown in grief; much the same for Adrien, as his father didn’t much care for any flowers until his mother ‘died’. Two, it could just symbolize both boys breaking away from, and grieving, what they never really had; albeit, a bit angrily given the tone of the song. 

And following the first chorus, we dive a little into how Damian feels about Selina, initially. He doesn’t trust her, doesn’t want her around his family, and certainly not around his father, who is, disturbingly, the more stable parent (we all know how fucked up Brucie really is, poor man) the boy’s had. And he maybe resents Bruce a little bit, cause like, why couldn’t he have loved Talia? Why this woman? When Selina and Bruce break up, he’s even more angry because he’d been starting to like Selina and seeing them both hurting is annoying for him. It does pass of course, like things usually do. He’s shocked when Bruce introduces Emilie. It’s hard not to like her though. Selina and Bruce break up when he’s 15, and he meets Emilie when he’s 23.

The next Few lines are once again more Adrien focused, his own reflecting on how he’s his father’s son. By this point in the lyrics, he’s met Jon, and he’s terrified of hurting him how his father hurt Emilie; he doesn’t want to be anything like Gabriel, but the media has done a bit of a number on him the last few years. This is where he and Damian also start to find they have a bit more in common than they thought. 

I like to imagine the last bit of the song is these 2 blessed boys bonding over trauma slowly but surely, feat. Adrien teasing Damian over Mari (because she’s literally everyone’s crush!!), and Damian hissing half threats back to tell Jon about the hearts in Adrien’s notebook. With a guest appearance from!! Overprotective Bros Damian and Adrien with a Visiting Nino, who’s really just happy to have a Third Bro, and So Stoked to be Here. Chloe and Marinette are wondering where they went wrong. Damian teaches Adrien how to deal with trauma in a Better Way, and Adrien teaches Damian how to Be Silly. 

(Three Older Robins are S C A R E D )

AND THIS ISN’T EVEN THE PROPER OUTLINE. 

Ages by the end are all about 23 or so, one moment, math time.... 

Ok, yeah, 23 or so. As fun as it is writing teenagers again, I love writing them as adults because it opens up the door for deeper character introspection, and i am A SLUT for that shit! Plus that means Jason and Tim can smoke weed and no one can tell me otherwise. OOH AND I’M SO EXCITED FOR EMILIE AND ALFRED BONDING!!! THEY’RE BOTH PEACOCKS! I do NOT need another story to write but wow this idea is really growing on me I tell you what. 

And this doesn’t even hardly TOUCH on what Marinette and the girls have been up to in the background because holy shit. A team made of Mari, Chloe, and Emilie with Alya as back up when she shows up, plus Amelie; add in the Wayne girls and it’s CHAOS.

And Bruce, well. 

He can’t remember a time when the manor was so lively; and he surprisingly wouldn’t trade it for anything. 

I might put together a proper outline at some point but who knows lol It’s taken me ages to get the will to type this out; I’ve had this in my head since like October of 2019 I think?? so a few months

also I totally blame the inclusion of Brucilie on @kandoesfanfics-writes or littlekittykanny over on Ao3; I’ve absolutely fallen in love with the way they write Bruce and Emilie and it found its way in there! Thank you for introducing me to this beautiful ship!! <3

see you guys soon hopefully! <3

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Father, This Is Your Future Son-In-Law.

A short little side companion fic to my Adrien x Damian series. 

First: Fuck. I’m Gay. 

Second: Damn, You’re Looking Fine. 

Third: Shit. I Got To Deal With This Bitch (Again).

I’m still working on the fourth and final part of the series (it won’t be as long of a wait as Part 3). But I wanted to write how the Batfam reacted to their youngest suddenly getting a boyfriend while abroad. 

Creative liberties were taken. Also, this is a crack writing. 

The Demon Spawn who has gotten better at not attacking people at first sight but still just tolerates people. And his holier-than-thou attitude is still there with his love for throwing insults around like free candy. 

This is the kid that manages to snag a pure cinnamon roll sunshine as a boyfriend?

This angry grumpy child? 

Needless to say, the Batfam is in disbelief.

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“What?” Bruce thought that the Teen Titans mission in Europe was done. “Why do you want to stay in Paris longer? Is something wrong?”

“No Father. I have simply found someone I wish to court. I will be spending time in Paris to see how best to present myself as an exceptional suitor that is all. Give my regards to Grayson that I will be missing Family Night but that I will make it up by introducing him to his future brother-in-law soon.” 

Bruce was too much in shock to answer when Damian hung up. 

“DICK!” 

“I think it’s cute that Dami is getting a boyfriend.” 

“Dick, you oblivious and naive child, you are completely missing the point.” 

Dick rolled his eyes. “Look, I’m pretty sure Damian isn’t actually going to marry someone right now.”

“He said ‘future brother-in-law’ inferring that this courtship he wants to initiate will end in a wedding.” 

“I think you are reading too much into this, B.” 

“And you are not reading enough. Have I taught you nothing at all?

“You taught me paranoia.” 

“I taught you to be prepared for every kind of situation.”

“Pretty sure the possibility of your 17-year-old son getting hitched in Paris can be ruled out.” 

“Where did I go wrong with you?” 

And Dick rolled his eyes once again at Bruce’s dramatic-ness. This. This is where Damian gets it from. 

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Ever the peace keeper in this dysfunctional trainwreck of a family, Dick managed to stop Bruce from flying to Paris. But much to their frustrations (even Dick’s who wanted to know who captured his baby bro’s heart), Damian did not tell them the name of his potential boyfriend. 

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All in all, Damian spent about two months and a half in Paris before coming back home to Gotham. And the Batfam could see a difference right away. 

Damian was happy. He smiled (it was a little one but it had Dick squealing in joy) more and he was more tolerate of his brothers and schoolmates. 

“We should’ve shipped him off to Paris earlier if he comes back like this.” 

Tim was still staring at Damian like he was an alien. The demon spawn still insulted him every other day but hasn’t threatened to kill him at all since he came back. No ripping out his intestines to feed to the vultures or throwing him off a building for the rats to feast on. It was nice. Although a little part of him felt slightly unnerving. He doesn’t have any contingency plans involving a Nice!Damian. 

Dick shook his head fondly at his little brother, taking away his coffee full of too much caffeine and replacing it with decaf. He has truly ascended to motherhood. “Well, I think it’s nice that Little D found love.”

“In the city of love. Is no one paying attention to that part?” Jason munched on one of Alfred’s cookies. “Cause I think that’s hilarious. I thought Baby Bat would’ve choked on all the happiness and bright clean air there.”

Dick whacked his arm. “Stop being mean to Dami.”

“But Dickie. It’s how I show affection.” 

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Adrien Agreste was the son of the supervillain Hawk Moth that have terrorizing Paris for the last 3 years. Batman was not at all pleased to hear that the Parisian heroes called for help and the Justice League turned them away. People have paid for that. Dearly. 

“So his mom’s dead and his dad’s a criminal?” Jason looked over Bruce’s shoulder at the BatComputer. “Kid’ll fit right in with our family. Demon sure knows how to pick them.”

“Hnn.” Bruce grunted. 

“I mean with you dating Selina, a notorious thief and doing the thing with Talia, a very dangerously lethal assassin, it’s no wonder where your son got his taste from.” 

“Jason.” Bruce grunted in a warning tone. 

“I mean when I’m right, I’m right.”

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“Ok.” Tim started off tonight’s Family Meeting (excluding Damian), the topic being one certain ex-assassin’s love interest. “Looking further into the Agreste kid shows he clearly did not take after his villainous dad. He is one of Paris’ teenage models and have a huge fanbase dedicated to how pure and sweet he is. He is a literal walking ray of sunshine.” 

“How the fuck did that sunshine child tame our literal feral demon brother?” Jason said. Always the VIP asking the important questions here.

Tim actually had an answer for that. He pulled out several charts and data on his laptop and showed it to the others. “Looking further into Adrien, I have found evidence that he is the cat-themed superhero Chat Noir. Being a loveable and touch-starved kitten appealed to the demon brat’s almost non-existent affections.” 

“Timmy, Dami is capable of love.” Dick said in a disappointed voice. 

“I said almost non-existent, didn’t I?” Tim waved the Mom’s disappointment away. “But you guys have got to see this.” 

He pulled up a video of Chat Noir and Ladybug on the big screen. They watched him using his signature move: cataclysm. No one spoke for a few minutes as they processed the sheer destructive powers of the hero.

“You know what.” Jason broke the silence. “I have no more questions. I can kind of see how Agreste is the demon’s type.” 

What baby assassin wouldn’t be turned on by the literal godly destructive powers the baby kitten held in his hands? 

Dick, the only one wanting to keep things semi-PG here, smacked the back of his head. 

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“Baby brother.” Cass greeted. She is back home from her Hong Kong trip and heard all about the famous Adrien Agreste. She thought it was adorable and that Adrien and Damian made a cute couple. 

“Hello, Cassandra.” 

She peered down at the list he was currently making. She gestured towards it with a confused look. 

“I am compiling a list of tasks that needs to be done before my Chaton and new sister-in-law come to Gotham. Only the best for them after all. 

Her eyes lit up. “New sister?”

“Yes. My mon amour’s sister will be our new one.” He pulled out a picture of her on his phone for Cass to see. “Her name is Marinette and she will be a fine addition to the family.” 

“Baby sister.” Cass said happily. She was always up for new family members. 

“Yes. I imagine you two will get along the best.” 

But she couldn’t help but notice that with all the preparations he is making, even if it is for his boyfriend and new sister, is a bit —how would Steph say it?— overkill. 

Her coal black eyes were sharp as she observed his body language. “You very serious on this. Why?” 

He can never hide anything from his sister. “I wish for them to have a good impression of our family so that their family will not be disincline to reject my proposal for marriage.”

“Marriage?” She was still quite unfamiliar with some words in English. 

“It means that you will be getting another brother too.” 

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“We will wed.” 

Dick hasn’t even finished his cereal yet. He looked over at Damian’s serious expression. “Did you even ask him yet?” 

“I will present myself as an extraordinary suitor that he will be more inclined to say yes when I ask.” 

“At least you’re treating your man right.”

Damian took offense. “Why wouldn’t I treat my mon amour with anything but the upmost respect and love?”

“I didn’t mean it like that, Little D. I’m just glad you’re in a good relationship and from what I can see, Adrien adores you very much.”

Damian smiled. “I adore my Chaton a great deal as well. Would you like to come with me to pick out a ring?

Dick could just hear Bruce’s voice in his head saying he shouldn’t be encouraging this. But come on, this was his baby brother who grew up learning how to hurt people finding a precious loving relationship for himself and he will be damned if he doesn’t support this. 

“Of course. I’ll be honored to help.”

His baby brother brightened before he launched into a rant. 

“I’m having trouble finding the perfect gem to complement his eyes. They are a certain shade of forest green you see. And many jewelry stores do me a great disservice by not having that certain shade or having utterly appalling quality for what my Chaton deserves.” 

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No More Second Chances: Chapter Three

So not even all hell breaking loose (cough adrichat) will stop me from posting. (Just ignore that I haven’t posted in like a week). Without further ado.

No More Second Chances 

The Master: Master List

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After collecting the little she has from her locker, they meet Jon outside. “Did you call your parents to let them know?”

“Yep! Ready to go?”

“Yes,” Damian grumbles, following the energetic boy.

“So how are you two even friends? Damian you’re super grumpy and Jon is just like a ball of energy and sunshine,” Marinette asks, walking in between the boys. (Yes, somehow the sidewalk fit three people, idk just imagine it ok?)

“Our fathers’ are friends.”

“But! He’s grown to love me,” Jon taunts in a sing-song voice.

“You’re bearable,” Damian corrects. The train ride back to Metropolis was quiet, or as quiet as a ride can be with Jon. She blocked out the world and just let her thoughts fly on the page. She was brought back to reality by Jon tugging her arm.

“Woah! That’s awesome!” Jon says, looking at the drawing. It was her, well Ladybug, and Chat Noir first bumping in front of the Eiffel Tower. “Who are they?” 

She slammed the sketchbook closed and looked at her phone, March 21st. “Umm not important, I have to call someone,” Marinette says, rushing in front of the boys a bit. She dials a number, one neither boys can see, before speaking in rapid French. “Adrien did you realize it’s been a year since we finished the war?”

“Um yeah earlier today Aunt Emelie took me to visit him,” Adrien responds.

“How’d that go?”

“It was rough, but in other news I convinced Aunt Emelie to let me go to college in America.”

“That’s fantastic! I was thinking about staying here as well, cause well ya know Sabine and Tom,” Marinette shrugs, opening the lobby door.

“Makes sense, by the way, watch out Aunt Emelie adores you and she heard about your parents, she may or may not be trying to get adoption papers,” Adrien chuckles.

“I’ll decline the nicest way possible,” Marinette giggles, pressing the elevator button. “Well I’m almost home, and I have a project to work on, so I’ll talk to you sometime soon, bye love you!”

“Sooooooo, who was that?” Jon asks, slinging an arm around her shoulder.

“That was Adrien,” Marinette said, stepping out of the elevator.

“Your boyfriend?” Jon asks, drawing out the words, teasingly.

“Nope, my best friend,” Marinette clarifies. Before turning to Damian to say, “I’m going to get changed, I’ll be out in a minute.” When she came back out her hair was pulled into a messy bun, she was wearing her favorite fuzzy cropped cat sweatshirt that had cat ears on the hood and the string had pom poms on the end. She was also wearing light skinny ripped jeans.

“Mari, why didn’t you just get dressed into something comfortable?” Jon asks, pulling out the juice from the fridge.

“Because, I haven’t seen a lot of the city yet so whenever we finish making progress for today, I’m going to go out for a walk,” Marinette explained, opening her backpack.

“You should be careful, this may not be Gotham, but it’s still dangerous,” Damian says, finally looking up from his phone. He would never admit it, but his face tinted a light color of pink.

“I’ll be fine, I’ve learned self defense when I was living in Paris,” Marinette said, brushing off their worries. “Ok for this project…” (i don’t take business as an elective, so imma just gonna skip it).

It was two hours when Clark and Lois walked in, they were surprised to see Damian get along with someone so well. Marinette isn’t just anyone though, she was a sunshine.

“Hey, Damian it’s nice to see you again,” Clark said, placing a hand on his back.

“Likewise, Clark,” he responded, not looking up from their work.

“Are you staying for dinner?”

“No I should be getting home, father is strict about curfew,” Damian said, picking up his stuff.

“We have to talk about plans for tomorrow, so I’ll walk you outside,” Marinette said, standing. They walk in a tense silence for a moment before she starts speaking again. “So I think tomorrow we should work on question five through eight.”

“Where do you want to work?”

“It doesn’t really matter, but if you want, because we worked here today, we can work at your place,” Marinette suggests.

“That would be adequate,” Damian sighs, pressing the elevator button. “Good night, Marinette.”

“Good night, Damian,” she responds as the elevator’s doors close. She pads back to the apartament  and is about to open the door when he hears Jon scream. “He blushed!”

“I literally step out for a minute, and you are all talking about my nonexistent love life,” Marinette said, crossing her arms across her chest, she was leaning up against the door frame, watching the scene unfold in front of her.

“He blushed though! Trust me that’s the closest he’s ever been to having a crush,” Jon defends.

“Doubt it, it was warm in here and he was still wearing his uniform, which may I remind you is long sleeves and pants,” Marinette said, pushing herself off the doorway. “So on a different topic, what’s for dinner?”

“We were just going to order pizza,” Lois answered. (Totally forgot that Superman is vegetarian, so like ignore that.)

“Cool, I’m going to go out for a walk before dinner if that’s fine with you,” Marinette asked, moving towards her room to grab a windbreaker.

“Yes, just take your phone with you, dinner will probably be here in twenty-ish minutes,” Clark said towards her room. She grabbed what she needed, put on her shoes, and ran out the door. She had a peaceful walk, the cool air calming her down, leaving her with her thoughts. As much as her parents’ hurt her, she couldn’t help but miss them, even if it was just a bit. She missed how everything use to be before the drama that Lila brought, but it helped her realize who actually care about her for her. Time flies when lost in her thought, apparently, because the ten minute timer, she set to make sure she would be back in time, went off. She sighs before walking back the way she came. 

Dinner was filled with light chatter about the day, more getting to know you things, and an explanation about how their weekly schedule is. After dinner, Jon and Marinette work on homework with Lois watching T.V. Superman had just stopped a train from crashing. Both Lois and Jon clapped and smiled right before Superman flew off the scene. Not too long after that, Clark ran back into the apartment holding a bag of groceries. Marinette shrugged and chalked it up to them being Americans

When she finished her homework, she said goodnight, did her nightly routine before falling asleep, oblivious the chaos happening in Paris that was unleashed by Sabine and Tom.

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CLIFFHANGEEEER! but like foreshadowing for salt! and getting what they deserve

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[dizzying-faust]

The thing about Damian is that he was raised as an assassin and heir to his grandfather's empire. So yeah, he's rough, but he has grown a lot and is actually bent on doing the right thing (i.e getting killed protecting a little girl and deciding to go on a year-long quest for redemption). The problem is that he just isn't right for someone like Marinette, because she wouldn't like his personality anyway. Him having a good heart doesn't cancel him being blunt, grumpy, and proud on a daily basis

I heard similar comments come up in criticisms against the ship, mostly by people who like Damian or people who read the comics. I’m not familiar with DC outside of the cartoons, but from what you and others have said about him, he does have his moments of softness, but it’s still mostly on the grump side.

And you do bring up another reason I hate the ship minus the salt stuff. Even if you ignore the salty aspects of it, Marinette, even in character, would not tolerate Damian. 

Marinette’s feelings for a person is defined by how they treat not only herself but others with kindness. That was why she started falling for Adrien in the first place. Heck, the Origins episode pretty much emphasized this point by her initially getting mad at him thinking he pulled a prank on her until he told her the truth and gave his umbrella to her in the rain. 

Damian would not be that kind of person to her. Heck, he’ll probably remind her of Chloe or even Felix with his attitude, even if he has his soft moments. 

This isn’t to say there is nothing wrong with the grumpy x sunshine dynamic, I ship a few ships like that, but I feel like in this not the case here. Marinette deserves someone that would treat her and others with respect. Not to say she wouldn’t like Jerk with a Heart of Gold types, but there needs to be a big emphasis on the “Heart of Gold” part, not the Jerk part.

[zambie-trashart]

Glacitor: Rewritten Series

read that whole series bro!

Summary: Let’s review shall we, Chat thinks Jon is Robin, Jon is sad cause he keeps having special moments with Chat but thinks that Chat doesn’t like him like that. Damian is starting to get pissed at Chat for doing nothing about his feelings and confronts him about it, and Marinette, she’s done with all of the boys’ bullshit.

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A runaway bus took to the streets of Paris needing it’s heroes to stop it. Chat seemed distracted but that wasn’t unusual. They stopped the bus and Chat looked at Ladybug.

“Hey could we maybe meet up later, I have something that I need to talk to you about?” Chat asked Ladybug helping passengers off of the bus. 

“Sorry kitty, I have some plans tonight, maybe tomorrow,” Ladybug said patting Chat on the shoulder. To be honest, Chat was having an internal panic attack, in Jon was who Chat thought he was then something was going to be seriously wrong. Chat would have to be with someone who had a part of him that was grumpy and upset and... Ladybug was waving in his face.

“Chat, is it really serious cause we could meet up if something is really wrong,” Ladybug said and Chat sighed.

“It’s nothing that can’t wait until tomorrow,” Chat said smiling at her and it was true it could wait. 

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Marinette walked to meet up with her friends to get ice cream. Jon was acting weird and said that he didn’t want to go. When they found Andre, Marinette wasn’t entirely comfortable with her ice cream mixture. It reminded her of Robin more than Damian which was upsetting for a number of reasons.

Marinette ended up leaving and looked at a roof where Chat was standing alone. She felt bad about ditching him but she was tired after dealing with Andre and it could wait another night.

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Jon looked out over the city sighing. Ever since he was outed by Nadja, people made it a point to show that they accepted him in America so he wouldn’t feel like he had to stay there and hide from them. It was all nice but Jon wanted things to go back to the way that they were before all of the Paris drama, no Chat leading him on, no being outed, no akumas, he just wanted it to all stop for a second.

Jon heard something behind him but just stood still. 

“Mari, if you’re here to try and make me feel better, it’s not going to work,” Jon said wiping tears from his face.

“Why are you sad to begin with?” a different voice asked making Jon turn around. Chat was sitting on the roof and his eyes looked actually concerned. 

“Why wouldn’t I be, people want me to be happy but maybe I can’t be a ray of sunshine all the time, it gets tiring and I want a break... I want to go home but with everything that happened with Prime Queen, I’m just tired of it Chat, I’m tired of all of it,” Jon said as tears flowed down his cheeks. Chat looked over at Jon wanting to hug him but scared of what he would do.

“I know what you mean, I’m tired too, being a hero in this city is hard work but being outed is the worst. People thinking that you can’t be a hero because of who you like and what you may or may not think about someone with a certain gender is just unfair. I’m sorry that you’ve had to go through it alone,” Chat said and Jon ran up to him and hugged him tight.

Chat looked at Jon who’s head rested on his shoulder and his hands were in fists on Chat’s chest. Jon cried harder when Chat hugged him back and before either one could say anything, a giant wad of ice cream went flying at them. Chat opened his eyes and threw both of them to the ground just in time. 

Chat looked onto the street below and Robin and Ladybug were fighting a giant ice cream man. Wait Robin was there? How... Chat spun around and Jon was standing there with wide eyes looking at the frozen chair next to him.

“Thank God,” Chat said and Jon looked at him confused, “that you’re OK of course, let’s get you out of here.” Chat grabbed Jon and took him to the building that Chat had been perched on all evening. “I’ll pick you up here when everything is back to normal.” Jon grabbed Chat’s hand before he left and Chat looked at him.

“Thank you or cheering me up.”

“It was you that cheered me up,” Chat said smiling back at him.

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Robin looked over at Ladybug who kept trying to cut ice cream in half which wasn’t working very well. There had to be a better way to do it. Robin ran and cut of the leg which just grew back and he wasn’t getting any smaller either.

“There’s got to be some way to get this ice cream off of him, where’s Superboy?” Ladybug yelled hoping that her cousin would have at least noticed the huge fight and came flying but now he’s been summoned and he can’t ignore being summoned.

Chat jumped down alone growling.

“Chat, what’s wrong?” Ladybug asked “If this is about earlier, you could have just told me that it had to be tonight, Chat you know you’tr my partner and I something is bothering you...” Chat ran forward.

“I want Hawkmoth, in a bodybag,” Chat said and the akuma stuttered for a moment.

Robin looked at Chat, it was clear that he had talked to Jon in the past few days but when? Jon had told Damian the exact same thing on patrol one night so Damian asked him to take a break from Superboy for a while or at least until the next akuma.

“Chat...” Ladybug started and Chat smacked her hand off of his shoulder.

“Don’t, he’s done so much to hurt us and the ones we love for what, one wish that will only cost more lives? He needs to pay for everything he’s done wrong,” Chat said looking up at Glacitor with cold eyes.

“Chat! Get control of yourself!” Robin yelled.

Ladybug used her lucky charm and made a plan to blow the ice cream off of the snowman. They started up a motorcycle and defeated the akuma. Chat walked over to Andre growling.

“Why were you akumatized?” Chat said glaring at him.

“A girl would not eat my ice cream that has brought together couples from all around the world,” Andre said and Ladybug winced.

“Next time, don’t let Hawkmoth pray on your emotions or just don’t get angry about little things. You don’t know what you’re doing when you become akumatized and you could do somethings you regret,” Chat said before jumping off. 

“What was that all about?” Ladybug asked Robin. “I mean you’re the detective or so I’ve heard,” she added.

“My guess is someone had a bad day and told Chat about it but everything should be fine once that person gets over their sadness and starts acting happy again. Chat has a point though Ladybug,” Robin said confusing Ladybug.

“What point is that?”

“Hawkmoth has to pay for what he’s done to these people,” Robin said before grappling away.

Ladybug sighed, Jon was really messing things up even if it wasn’t his fault. 

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Chat landed on the roof and saw Jon looking off into the distance smiling slightly. Chat walked over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. 

“My cousin texted me about what you said, she was at the fight with Alya. Thank you for defending me but Hawkmoth needs justice not to be dealt with in inhuman ways,” Jon said and Chat hugged him.

“I know, I’m sorry,” Chat took him back to the balcony where he was before and on his way home ran into Ladybug.

“I know you want to tell me something important and we need to talk, tell me what’s wrong,” Ladybug said grabbing Chat’s shoulders.

“When we were fighting Dark Owl, I looked at you and I know who you are Ladybug, then I thought that Jon was Robin cause I never saw them in the same place and now I just feel like an idiot and I screwed up and I know I did...” Ladybug hugged him.

“It’s ok Chat, I looked too, I wanted to know who my partner was but this just means that we have to be in control of our emotions and stay calm even when the ones we love are getting hurt, you think that I’m not worried about Jon, you’re wrong, he’s my cousin and one of the bravest people I’ve ever met,” Ladybug said hugging Chat.

“Does this mean that things are going to be different at school?” Chat asked smiling.

“I think they are Adrien,” Ladybug said nudging her partner.

“Good, Marinette,” Chat said nudging her back.

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Damian sat in Jon’s room watching him cry. It’s not like Damian would tell anyone or that Jon would remember it but Damian actually hugged his friend for the first time in a while.

“Everything is going to be ok,” Damian said and when Jon fell asleep, he called Clark.

“Hey kid, what’s going on?” Clark’s voice flooded the speaker.

“We need to finish the mission a little quicker than expected, you and father must come here at once to talk to the mayor. Jon is hurt and I don’t want to see him hurt,” Damian said trying to still sound serious but Jon was laying so tears still fell down his face even when he was sleeping.

“You mean the boy that he texted me about earlier that took him out and talked to him, give him some time kid, I was the same way when I was younger. If Jon is still sad in around a week then I’ll come visit. Thank you for worrying about him though Damian, it shows a real maturity,” Clark said before hanging up.

“Chat took him out but didn’t ask him out?” Damian asked himself before sitting down on Jon’s bed, “What an idiot.” Damian hopped out the window.

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-Lordbug, Robin and Kitty Noir- Chapter Two: In Which Damian Gets Soaked

/Part One//Part Two//Part Three//Part Four//Part Five//Part Six//Part Seven//Part Eight//Part Nine//Part Ten//Part Eleven/

Description: Idk it’s just fluff man

Warnings: Cursing I guess that’s it

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Kitty Noir. Damian hummed under his breath, the name sounding around his head. Black Kitty. Hey, at least his ‘partner’ had a name worse than Lordbug. 

“Damian! How dare you take the Ladybug miraculous without telling me!” To say that Fu was furious was an understatement of the century. Wayzz had, of course, told his master once Damian bounded back to ask ‘What the hell I can’t kill them’. 

Damian tried not to look guilty (Because he didn’t feel guilty, really!), and gave Master Fu a bored expression. “Face it, Fu, if I didn’t take the miraculous, <>those monsters would still be out there.” 

Master Fu tried to think of a good punishment, and then walla- There the solution was. “Damian, as your punishment, you will be the Ladybug miraculous holder until after Hawkmoth is defeated. 

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Damian groaned, slamming face-down onto his bed in the Chinese-themed room. Great. He was stuck with ‘Lordbug’ permanently. If he knew that was going to happen, he wouldn’t have come up with such a cringey name.

“Are you okay, Damian?”  Tikki’s chirpy voice asked him worriedly. 

“Do I look okay to you?” Damian snapped, having swapped from French to English in the heat of his anger. 

“Well, if you want me to speak English, I can.” The Kwami offered. “I’ve been to England before.” 

“Just shut up and go away!” Damian growled loudly at the Kwami, who flinched, clearly afraid of the dark-haired boy, who planted himself back in his bed, refusing to do anything else to kill the time. 

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“Marinette! Wake up, kid! You’re going to be late!” The cat Kwami fussed over his holder as she got up groggily. 

“I’m up- Goodness, what time is it?” 

“It’s already seven!” Plagg screeched, dragging Marinette’s bag towards her but failing due to its weight and his size, causing the girl to laugh lightly as she picked the bag up, cuddling the little Kwami even while he protested. 

“Alright, grumpy kitty.” Marinette chuckled. “Let’s go to school.” 

And for once, she wasn’t late. 

When she stepped into her class, though, it seemed that a lying fox had beat her and was earlier than she was. 

“Hi everyone, I’m Lila Rossi. Please take care of me.” The girl introduced in smiles and sunshine and rainbows- Before taking a seat at Marinette’s place. 

“Um, sorry. That’s my place.” Marinette apologized. 

“Oh, I’m so sorry. I have hearing problems. I must sit here.” The girl pouted sympathetically. “Besides, shouldn’t you be taking care of that new boy?” 

“Yea, girl.” Alya grinned, looping her arm around Lila’s affectionately. “I’ll take care of Lila.” 

Marinette turned, meeting eyes with a dark-haired boy sitting at the very end of class. He frowned at her, watching her as she headed up to him, plopping down next to him. 

“I’m Marinette.” She smiled sweetly. “The teacher told me about you. You must be Damian Wayne. Do you want a tour of the school?” 

Inside her bag, Plagg peeked out, glancing at the green-eyed boy. “How could Tikki choose such a holder?” The Kwami hissed angrily. “He isn't worthy of my cat!” 

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“Thank you.” Damian thanked, not really being thankful but just being polite. Marinette shot him a sweet smile. 

“No problem! Should we get back to class?” Marinette smiled. 

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It was going to be his first night patrolling. He stashed a few knifes and Batarangs into his utility belt, and agreed (Reluctantly) to let Tikki come along. 

Opening the window to get out of the stuffy bedroom, he shot off his grappling hook, retracting it as he leaped out of the window into the dark nocturnal atmosphere. 

Jumping from building to building was quite the stress reliever for him, with a flush of lights and colors a blend of the city of love. Tikki, safely hidden inside his hood, watched everything with an eye of awe. She had never really gotten to see Paris- Or whatever city it was at that time- Because she was always in the transformation when her Ladybugs went swinging by. She had never been able to enjoy the beautiful view, or the thrill. Clearly, Damian was enjoying himself, too. 

After a while, the Kwami of creation had fallen asleep, only to be awoken when she felt the vibrations of her holder speaking to himself. “Who’s- Is that? The girl... From this morning-” Damian was murmuring a random string of his thoughts, flinching slightly when he felt Tikki stir. 

“What’s wrong, Damian?” She chirped, peeking out of his hood to see him standing on a taller building overlooking a girl on a lit balcony of a bakery. “Is that... The girl that showed you around this morning?” And Plagg’s holder?  

“Yeah. Her name... I think... Marinette?” Damian was halfway between murmuring to Tikki and himself, stranding off into his own thoughts. 

“You should go talk to her.” Tikki encouraged. It would be a good idea for Damian to become friends with Plagg’s holder’s civilian identity. 

Scoffing, Damian turned away, preparing to move on with his patrol. “You can’t tell me what to do.” 

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“Um... Who are you?” Marinette asked awkwardly as a black, red, and yellow dressed superhero landed on her balcony. 

“R-Robin.” The boy seemed to blushing as he balanced himself on the railing of her balcony, growling under his breath once a while at what seemed to be a voice in his ear. An earpiece, perhaps?

“I’m Marinette.” She smiled, “Nice to meet you, Robin.” 

“W-What are you doing out this late? It’s dark and cold out.” Robin murmured, stepping off the railing and onto the balcony. 

Marinette shrugged. “The night view. It’s breathtaking, isn’t it?” 

Robin turned to look at Paris, with it’s glistening yellow lights, and the faraway silhouette of the Eiffel tower. 

He didn’t dislike Paris. He hated it. 

“Yeah, it’s breathtaking.” 

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“Morning, Damian!” A chirpy voice called out, and Damian spun around to come face to face with Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Tikki giggled under his hood, but a quick warning swat warned her to stay quiet, although that didn’t stop her from teasing him later. 

“Dupain-Cheng.” He greeted with a little smile, because honestly, was anyone able to resist smiling around the little angel? Surely not. 

“Let’s head to class!” She beamed, pointing in the direction of her- Their- Class, and nodding reluctantly, he was dragged by the little angel into their class. 

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They were walking out of school together, simply because 1, there was no one else to walk with, and 2, they were going in the same direction. 

“It’s raining.” Marinette sighed mournfully, already picturing herself getting home soaked. 

“Well observed.” Damian commented with a smirk, raising his hands in surrender when she glared at him. 

“Marinette!” A blonde called, racing out from the school doors. Adrien Agreste. “I- Sorry for yesterday. I was only trying to get the gum off your chair.” He apologized. Her bluebell eyes widened in realization. “Um, it looks like you don’t have an umbrella. Why don’t you take mine-”

Before Marinette could say anything, Damian did. He pushed Agreste’s umbrella away, smiling tightly. “No need.” Drawing an umbrella out of his bag, he opened it in one fluid motion, smiling at his little angel. 

“Shall we?” 

She laughed lightly, grabbing his arm as she jumped into the rain with him, causing him to groan. “You made my shoes wet!” He grumbled, only earning another laughter and a hasty apology from her. 

“Sorry. There’s a dryer in the bakery, so maybe you could get your clothes dry before you go home.” Marinette suggested, brushing a strand of wet hair out of her face. 

“No thank you.” Damian turned her down, refusing straight-forwardly.

She pouted. “But-”

Before she could finish, though, Chloe’s car drove past, and upon her instruction, the driver splashed through a large puddle. Marinette flinched and braced for the impact, but not before Damian shoved the umbrella in front of her. However, in the green-eyed boy’s quick thinking to protect her, he forgot about himself, getting drenched in the process. 

Glancing down at his wet clothes, Damian sighed. “Maybe I’ll take up your offer on the dryer.”

Looking at his more-or-less dry holder from inside Marinette’s bag, Plagg sighed. “I guess I should’ve know better than to doubt Tikki’s choice. Perhaps he is deserving of my cat afterall.” 

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“Oh! I just got an idea!” Marinette suddenly burst out on their way to her bakery. Damian eyed her warily. 

“What is it?” He asked cautiously, having a bad feelling overshadowing. 

“You could leave your clothes in the dryer, and you can go home in some of the clothes I made!” She grinned. “I’m quite sure I could find something that’d fit you.” 

“You design your own clothes?” He was definitely not expecting that one coming. A familiar glint approached her eyes, and Damian felt his heart jolt. 

It was the same glint that Grayson always had when he spoke of Starfire, it was the same glint that Todd had when he played with his stray dog, Bacon, and it was the same glint that Drake had when a new case appeared. 

It was a glint of passion. 

And it would be the same glint in Damian’s eyes when he thought about his angel.

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