#technicallyburninggarden

[windowlessatmosphere]

Just finished rereading some of your fanfiction, and I just want to say I love your writing 🩵🩵

thank you! that’s so nice, i really appreciate that! 💙💙

[firstdove15]

Well then! 😂😂😂

System: Successful conquering means that Mu Sheng's fondness toward you reaches 100%.

"Li Yin": So, how much does he feel about me right now?

Me: Probably in the negative.

System: Friendly reminder: Character Mu Sheng's fondness toward you is -200%.

Me: Dang! I was joking!!

[12percentspider]

AND NOW. to tag everyone in the notes of that scam post to warn them

AGAIN, NOT FOR HARASSMENT, PLEASE LEAVE PEOPLE ALONE, THIS IS JUST A WARNING TO THOSE WHO HAVE UNKNOWINGLY SPREAD A SCAM POST.

It's also not a reflection on people, if you're going to come here and say "well i'm too smart so i don't boost donation posts ever" go be a pompous ass somewhere else.

This scammer, now at verro-og:

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[snickerdoodlles]

WIP game

i was tagged by @doyou000me and @the-cookie-of-doom to do this, so let's gooo. please send in asks, i love these games, but i will also be answering these during breaks as i catch up on work, so it might take me a bit to respond (but i will respond to all of them!)

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

*as i said, i'm doing this as i catch up on work and so i will be breaking both rules myself, but for whoever else i tag that wants them! 😂 i will also be breaking the third unofficial rule because i have more WIPs than just kinnporsche, but. idk. i might put a few at the end, but some require a lot of context to explain and meh

ANYWAYS:

idiots & idioms (series): --[pot stirring] (vegas youtube) --[worms???] (series finale)

talk shit, get hit (series): --porsche coda --kimchay joongle --[king's knight]

fake omegaverse

heart burdened

Insatiable (*cw: incest)

Single Star Review

The Lives of Mr. Gold (*gone fishing fic off-shoot)

timeloop

Your Presence Surrounds

i also have more story ideas for Vampire Thrall (vampire!kim) and Hoarding for Beginners (dragon!chay). mostly horny stuff tho.

as for non-kp stuff uhh. jeff cinematic universe is like...too much to explain lol, but i have a WIP for wuju bakery (yes, the one that's STILL NOT OUT) you can ask about! i also have a lot of bad buddy stuff that's been haunting me, waiting for the right mood to strike. i dont want to list those out here, but you can ask about any incomplete fic/series from my AO3 or [grasshoppers and elephants] fic! ^^b

uhhh gonna tag some writing friends i recognize from my recent notifications. i am so sorry if i accidentally tag someone who isn't a writer here lol, but tagging: @iworshipsappho @faillen @semantics-error @moondal514 @kumeko @fawndlyvenus @lori0018 @alanblackthrone @sweet-william-writes @technicallyburninggarden @okaybutlikemakeitgay @vyther16 and anyone else who's been waiting for a tag to do this ❤

[gilbirda]

For your fic

OMG THANK YOUUUUU, fanart for my fics is such a concept, my soul has been yeeted to Saturn’s rings!!!!

Can I link this in the fic?

[justarandomart]

aww :') thank you for the tag @coffee-n-sleep

@rainbowlily @zorbonaut @technicallyburninggarden @sudoscience @mx24 @cocoa-cioccolata @clusterduck28 @dianapocalypse @samael-n @sparkelingspectres @tacochippy @dorykinny @snoozu @fangirling-heart @existencebringsonlypain @oceanblue971 @jumpde @sapphirebluephoenix @tree-noceda

oh i'm afraid there's just too many of you to tag so even if you aren't tagged, know that you are included! :)

confidants.

[threewaysdivided]

The Young Justice: Deathly weapon fic is amazing

I'm only on chapter five but I'm excited to read the rest

Oh goodness, I'm sorry this has been sitting in my inbox for so long!

I'm super flattered that you're enjoying YJ:DW. The later chapters get longer but by this point I expect you've probably had time to read through the rest.

Hope they lived up to the first five. I'd be delighted to hear your thoughts or any questions you might want to ask. ❤

[deuynndoodles]

hiya heres my holiday truce gift for @technicallyburninggarden!

she brought up the idea of danny bringing sidney to the smithsonian to tell him about space, since sidneys from the 1950s + the moon landing happened in 1969

this isnt quite what you asked for, but i thought the idea was great so i did a lil drawing for it! happy holidays!

[difx-writes]

Wildest Dreams - In the Death of the Night

Masterlist

After turning 10 and losing her soulmate, Marinette would imagine how Damian Wayne would be.

Would he be tall or short? Did he have blond hair or brown or did he dyed it? Would he be shy or have a bold personality? Perhaps he was an artistic soul, a poet, a writer? Or would he be a baker like her parents? Why did his last name change?

The wonders and questions took over her mind for days with no end.

On good days, she imagined how he would interact with her friends, how her parents would take him in as their own son, how he would fit into her life.

She liked to talk to him, pretending there, alive, with her. She asked his opinion on what to wear, how she should do her hair, what colors with go well with the design. He was her voice of reason. Talking to "Damian" brought a smile to her face, even when she knew she was deluding herself.

On bad days, she pretended he was right there with her, comforting her, encouraging her, whispering that everything would be alright... Sometimes it worked and she felt better the next days but most times she felt bitter, she felt robbed of a future where he was in her life.

The realization that the person she was supposed to share her soul with was no longer alive, that his death was painful, gruesome, and... lonely... It always ended with her taking a few days to prevent a breakdown...

When she turned 13, Hawkmoth appeared and Marinette became Ladybug, the hero of Paris.

Soon after, Marinette stopped talking with "Damian", she couldn't afford to wonder about him anymore. She couldn't afford the bliss of her own delusions. She couldn't afford to let herself grief and fall pray to Hawkmoth's manipulation.

As she couldn't fail Paris and its citizens, Damian Wayne mostly disappeared from her life.

But there were days when her “friends” demanded a lot from her, akumas were too violent and draining and everything was just too much, those the godawful days.

On godawful days she wished Damian was there to take her away to a place she could feel she belonged. Away from everything to a place she could call a home.

_______

Most nights Damian recalls a voice talking to him during the time he was dead.

His soulmate, he supposed, talked to him regularly, she started her day asking his opinion on her outfit for the day, when at home she would tell him how her day went, what she did with her friends, what she learned in class, etc...

At first, Damian was pretty much annoyed that he couldn't "rest in peace" with all the noise pollution but after a few weeks, he slowly started to tolerate her talking to him.

Unfortunately, he couldn't talk to her nor see her very clearly so it was a pleasant surprise when Marinette would ask his opinion to make a decision, she always picked what he chooses.

Perhaps it was their bond that allowed her to know what he was thinking without actually hearing each other's thoughts. Or maybe they were more in sync with one another. Most likely it was pure luck on her part. (Him being dead is enough proof of how bad his luck was.)

In the months he was dead, Damian learned a grand lot Marinette. He liked how she made him feel he wasn't alone, like how her voice calmed him when he remembered the family he left behind in his death. Marinette was his only lighthouse in the vast void of the afterlife

_______

Impotent, despair, and hopeless.

That's how Damian felt every time Marinette had to relive his death. He hated it so much. She didn't deserve that and it broke his heart every damn time.

Why did he have to die? Why did it have to be in such a painful way? Why did she have to feel it on repeat over and over and over again? Was it a twisted way the universe tried to make them reunited? If they can't find each other in life, then they can be together in death? That isn't right!

But it always hurts more when she wakes up and talks to him. Wondering if he was happy and in peace, in wherever place he ended up.

He was there but she didn't know.

He felt sick.

After being revived, Damian felt an immense sense of loss. Sure, he was kinda happy to reunite with his family and grateful for being alive again, but he missed her.

It was difficult to readjust to being alive again, it was crystal clear that Damian Wayne wasn't okay. What hurts him the most was how her name turned into a scar on his wrist.

During the day paranoia settled in making him always on high alert, lashing out when it got too much for him.

In the night, he couldn't sleep properly as a feeling of unease latched onto his every nerve and when he did sleep, nightmares plagued him.

Damian tried to calm down in various ways, but ultimately it was Marinette's voice that soothed him and lulled him to sleep.

It quickly became a habit to replay their one-sided conversations as he tries to fall asleep.

He went over what Marinette Dupain-Cheng spoke to him time and time again as to engrave her voice in his mind. Unfortunately, her voice was fading away, every time he recalled it, he hear his own voice.

At least some memories remained, which was relieving for Damian, even when important ones like what language she spoke or the name of her school were completely wiped out.

He never told his family his experience while he was dead, he guesses Jason was the most likely to know about it but he never brought it up to anyone, so Damian did the same.

Now he was lying in bed, remembering about the time Marinette tried embroidery for the first time.

She started by searching up what she wanted it to be and after much talking, she chose a Robin, Damian smile at the eagerness he felt for her to chose it. It was a fun day, with her making comments here and there about the work, he wishes he could see it.

A knock woke him up of his thoughts, Alfred emerging from the door.

"Master Damian, I'm here to inform you a guest will be joining us for tomorrow's dinner."

"Whose guest?" He didn't really feel like dealing with new people.

"It's Master Jason's guest."

Damian groans, perhaps he could go visit Kent.

"It would be in your best interest to participate, Master Damian." Alfred gave him a look.

He sighed, definitely can't miss tomorrow or he'll have to face Pennyworth.

So, I've written another chapter while listening to a sad song on repeat :') I know it doesn’t really connect to the last chapter but I wasn’t feeling okay and didn’t know how to continue from where I left off.

I hope y’all enjoyed this and have a nice day!

P.S.: The taglist is temporarily closed as some tags aren't working. Again, I'm very sorry if I missed anyone. If you no longer want to be tagged please hit me up.

Taglist:

@thestressmademedoit @moonlightstar64 @dast218 @moonystars14 @buticaaba @urbanpineapplefarmer @thedragonbug  @little-lady-bird @an-actual-changeling @ladybug-182 @ash-amg @g-arya @nnon-it-up @hateswifi @maribat-is-lifeblood @kikooaaaaaa @jessigurl-design @vixen-uchiha @acoursedprophetwithasmothie @snow-leopard-777 @theatreandcomicfreak @zalladane @fusser90 @finallyaniguana @danielslilangel @dreamykitty25 @corabeth11 @ellymae21 @books-and-left-behind-journals @hetalia-lover-is-here @dorkus-minimus @magic-miraculous @waywardpeachgardenshark @darkthunder1589 @jaggedheart11 @daminettes @todaylillypads @schrodingers25 @pheonixashtree @mikantsume @eliza-bich @miraculous-simmer7 @goblinwhoships @fidget-eep @rosalineandrosemary @lunarwolfspn @more-or-less-human-i-guess @aestheticnpoetic @amayakans @abrx2002 @karategirl119 @agentofscifi @flower-and-drawing @itsmeevie01 @suddenly-i-kin-oikawa @ii-fox-demon @thatonecroc @dawnwave16 @bigpicklebananatree @violentbisexualprophecywriter @scribblinggraveyard @heaven428 @toodaloo-kangaroo @ravennightingaleandavatempus @chylou34 @silvergold-swirl @magictragic-world @snowstar1016 @heldtogetherbysafetypins @awkwardoneout @novicevoice @thenillabean @bookishdork13 @laurcad123 @thezestywalru @k-poplunardreams @coloursforyourportrait @fandomsaremylifeline @goddessofthewestwind @captainmac6 @chocolatecatstheron @princessanimeangel11 @throneoffirebreathingbitchqueen @ur-beautiful-when-u-smile @batlover1303 @softlysobbingpostendgame @justconfusedperiod @clumsy-owl-4178 @bluesimani @iwritelikeimrunningoutoftime @kokotaru @totalyasexual @professionalfangirl1738 @nitholites @zestyzealot @pawsitivelymiraculous @autiegirlshit @raz-b-rose @thanks-captain-obvious @emilytopaz @nightstarblue @2confused-2doanything @niknak-3 @blackroserelina @fortunatelyoptimisticdeer @ira-sairain @pepelachanel @naimena @iloveitwhen @disneyfoxuniverse @ur-average-reader @lylshyt @jerusalemandolives @anonymously-odd @southamericanghotamite @a-star-with-a-human-name @we-want-mini-mini @literallytryingmybestbutok @alenee13 @animegirlweeb @our-preciousss @prudencerika @byronsacademics @ivymala07 @shamefullove @susiej1118 @technicallyburninggarden @sentimentalcrap @ertyzeta @tomanyfandomsonmymind @starmist19 @synnesstra @nokia75 @swiftie-miraculer13 @solideogloria172 @a-door-into-my-mind @road-work-ahead123 @madking-warqueen @caseoftheblues @buginetye @ihavehomeworkbutistillhere @i-wanna-go-to-outerspace @insane-fangirl-of-everything @ultimatetornshipper @chaoticstarworld @adrestar @wolf-for-life @blacktea-ba @pinkk-sheep @autiegirlshit @chocolateherringtacofan @blackroserelina @samopotahto @blur-of-colours @stainedglassm @redbullgivescaswings @khneltea @amigotasbien @sdg-demachera @alyssadeliv @greatcatblaze @raesofmoonlight @galla02006 @sunflowers-and-mooncakes @novaloptr @qualitypeacepainter @solangelo252 @unnamed2357 @thespianlesb @mildlydeadly @yuriyuhitsu @hewantedbeefintheparkinglot @literaryhiraeth @luna025 @henie04 @trashesa @castle-bookworms-world

[michaelpyromaniacal]

Thank you @marveltaughtmetoread

Last song: Moral of the Story by Ashe

Last Book: I think the last one I finished was One Flew Over teh Cuckoo's Nest, which I was surprised by how much I enjoyed (It was for school). I started Anna Karenina a few days ago, though

Last Movie: Joe Wright's Anna Karenina (2012)

Last TV Show: I honestly can't remember the last time I watched a TV show, but knowing me, it was probably Doctor Who, The Clone Wars, or Blood of Zeus

Sweet/Savoury/Spicy: definitely sweet

Relationship Status: Uninterested

Last thing I googled: "mazurka," because I always need to know what the heck I'm reading about

Current Obsession: Anna Karenina. clearly.

Looking forward to: a. my order of tealights arriving (hopefully later today) and b. having an irl friend over later this week to watch The Swan Princess

Tagging @technicallyburninggarden @pyromanicdaydreamer @shouldbewriting @suspiciousbluejay

10 things for 10 people you'd like to know better

Thank you for tagging me @nemo-is-my-dad !!

last song: Warrior of the mind — Jorge Rivera-Herrans

last book: Omniscient Reader by  Sing Shong

It’s amazing.

last movie: Phoenix 2772, by Osamu Tezuka. Or ’Space Firebird’ as some seem to call it.

I grew up watching that movie in loop tbh.

last tv show: How to train your dragon — Race to the Edge. Re-watching it for the thousand time as I show it to my roomate.

sweet/savory/spicy: Spicy! Although sweet and savoury can be delicious too. 😋 (but so can bitter and acidic~)

relationship status: wave the aro-ace flag and refuse to answer further.

last thing I googled: "Horse fail evolution". Bcs I needed to explain horses absolute evolution crash to a friend (from a certain tumblr post).

current obsession: ... Omniscient Reader. No, really XD.

looking forward to: I have no idea actually. Tomorrow?

No pressure tags: @nice1cream @justarandomperson17 @asteral-feileacan @fanfictasia @pat-the-togorian @dragonnan @numerousbees1106 @bluntblade @romanarose @ravenite-void @tonhalszendvics @purple-iris @ukkikuro @insertmeaningfulusername @kuraiarcoiris @exomal @thinkingnot @imamarillys @pat-the-togorian @starmahgalaxies @amethystsworld @andersssandrew @blackhazefanblog @a-mel-tomelts @advena-perditus @yummxi @mckiwi @dessine-moi-un-mouton-sheep @aimportantdragoncollector @gasmeros @renegade-of-theworld @angst-buritto @silvercaptain24 @azzzryel @taszzer @insecateur @shortdalee @purpleopossum @1ong1ashes @cinderfeather @sarcasticfirefighter @jasontoddiefor @subukunojess @kadep @griffonskies @angelofbooklovers @dragonfromthewoodlands @snackhouse @birdie-is-also-a-magical-alien

And anyone who want to join!!

[boldlyanxious]

Birthday meet

Part of meet cute Mondays

My masterlist

Jason was very happy to have his family around him again for his birthday. Everything was not perfect but they were all trying. He was trying to follow their rules and they were being more understanding. But tonight was not about their differences, it was all about Jason. Just the way he pretended to like it. It was much easier for them all to get along when they were celebrating.

Their group of friends and family had gotten so large they had rented out Jason’s favorite place and ordered everything off the menu. Jason snagged another beer and threw his other arm around Dick. Dick paused in the middle of eating to wish Jason a happy birthday again but Jason leaned down and took a bite from Dick's mozzarella stick. His reaction was everything he could have hoped for. He whined loudly and shoved the rest of it at Jason.

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Marinette walked into her favorite restaurant so she could focus on her work tonight and not have to worry about stopping to make food and then cleaning up the mess. She went right to work when she arrived drawing out designs for her next assignment. The cafe was as noisy as usual or perhaps even noisier but the atmosphere is part of why she liked it. She couldn’t focus in the quiet and turning on music or a show would distract her. But the bustle of other people around her seemed to work pretty great so she had started to prefer starting her initial designs that way.

When her phone rang, she answered in French. She and Alya were both living in the US right now, although in different cities, but they were still most comfortable with each other in French. At first she kept drawing and didn’t notice that it had gotten quiet. But when she hung up after a moment she looked around realizing the waitress hadn’t been by. She had been there for several minutes and would usually expect to have ordered by now. That is when she looked around and noticed that there was a group of people watching her and a few of them were whispering. It was a tall, handsome man who spoke first.

“Did you guys get me a trip to France for my birthday?”

There was a cacophony of responses to him but Marinette was getting the distinct impression that she had somehow wandered into a private event. She hadn’t really paid that much attention. But she made eye contact with her usual waitress and she looked nervous.

“I don’t think I’m supposed to be here,” she said. “I’m so sorry to intrude.”

“It would be a shame to send you away though. I’d hate to miss the chance to flirt with a beautiful woman on my birthday,” Jason said.

“I-- uhh.” Marinette stammered. “I should go.”

She shoved her sketchbook back in her bag and grabbed her phone, making a beeline for the door.

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Jason man caught up with her just outside and stopped her.

“Hey, you really don’t have to leave. I can even try not to flirt if it makes you uncomfortable.”

“It looks like a private or family event. I didn’t see the sign on the door when I came in. I just sat at my usual table.”

“There is plenty of food and we can leave you alone if you like.”

“I don’t know.”

“It’s my birthday. You have to do what I say.”

“Is that how that works?”

“If that line works, definitely.”

“You don’t even know me.”

He reached out his hand.

“Hi, I’m Jason.”

“Marinette,” she responded, shaking his hand.

“Marinette. Great to meet you. Now come along. I’m missing my birthday party.”

Jason brought her back and introduced her to the rest of the people there. She looked around and stepped back a little just because there was so much going on. But a couple of the people made sure to talk to her. Steph and Tim were actually really interested in her designs and very impressed that she had designed the outfit she was wearing. Jason kept coming back by to flirt with her. He was clearly not sober after a bit and Marinette kept blushing. Dick pulled her away when Jason slung his arm over her shoulder and made sure to talk loud enough that Jason could hear too.

“If he is bothering you with his flirting, let me know. I’ll hit him for you,” Dick said.

Marinette didn’t get the chance to respond to that because Jason responded first.

“No Dick, don’t hit me. Have Tim do it. He doesn’t hit as hard.”

Tim responded by hitting him in the shoulder so Jason grabbed Tim’s hand and tried to twist his arms behind his back. Marinette jumped in, worried that he would accidentally hurt his brother. She pulled Jason’s hands away from Tim.

“It’s really fine. It doesn’t bother me.”

Jason held onto her hands and then pulled her back to him, smiling dopily.

“So does that mean I’m charming you?” he asked.

“Maybe.”

“That definitely sounds like you really want to give me a birthday kiss.”

Instead Marinette asked for his phone and put her number in it. Jason pulled her close and lined up his camera for a selfie. She smiled back up at him and kissed his cheek. His arms were around her waist but someone got a picture of that, she saw the flash go off.

“This is turning out to be a really amazing birthday.”

Taglist

@theymakeupfairies | @emjrabbitwolf | @vixen-uchiha | @trythisagainlove | @trippingovermyfeet | @tbehartoo | @adrestar | @zynna | @technicallyburninggarden | @iloontjeboontje | @certainmuffinbagelcalzone

[percabethfangirl]

Heyo guys, @the-fandom-archive is fully up and running! For those of you that missed it, its a blog dedicated to supporting content creators from any fandom. God on and give it a follow!

@eevulpix @circular-rodents @percabeth-stan-4-ever @nephiliumpotterpjochasewholock-6 @goldenhawk18550 @demons-lair @technicallyburninggarden

[snickerdoodlles]

[shakes fist at tumblr] sorry if this is a second ping for anyone !! >.< there's ofc zero pressure to participate, i just don't want anyone to miss this just because tumblr was being a butt haha;

@fawndlyvenus

@alanblackthrone

@sweet-william-writes

@technicallyburninggarden

@okaybutlikemakeitgay

@vyther16

WIP game

i was tagged by @doyou000me and @the-cookie-of-doom to do this, so let's gooo. please send in asks, i love these games, but i will also be answering these during breaks as i catch up on work, so it might take me a bit to respond (but i will respond to all of them!)

RULES: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

*as i said, i'm doing this as i catch up on work and so i will be breaking both rules myself, but for whoever else i tag that wants them! 😂 i will also be breaking the third unofficial rule because i have more WIPs than just kinnporsche, but. idk. i might put a few at the end, but some require a lot of context to explain and meh

ANYWAYS:

idiots & idioms (series): --[pot stirring] (vegas youtube) --[worms???] (series finale)

talk shit, get hit (series): --porsche coda --kimchay joongle --[king's knight]

fake omegaverse

heart burdened

Insatiable (*cw: incest)

Single Star Review

The Lives of Mr. Gold (*gone fishing fic off-shoot)

timeloop

Your Presence Surrounds

i also have more story ideas for Vampire Thrall (vampire!kim) and Hoarding for Beginners (dragon!chay). mostly horny stuff tho.

as for non-kp stuff uhh. jeff cinematic universe is like...too much to explain lol, but i have a WIP for wuju bakery (yes, the one that's STILL NOT OUT) you can ask about! i also have a lot of bad buddy stuff that's been haunting me, waiting for the right mood to strike. i dont want to list those out here, but you can ask about any incomplete fic/series from my AO3 or [grasshoppers and elephants] fic! ^^b

uhhh gonna tag some writing friends i recognize from my recent notifications. i am so sorry if i accidentally tag someone who isn't a writer here lol, but tagging: @iworshipsappho @faillen @semantics-error @moondal514 @kumeko @fawndlyvenus @lori0018 @alanblackthrone @sweet-william-writes @technicallyburninggarden @okaybutlikemakeitgay @vyther16 and anyone else who's been waiting for a tag to do this ❤

[thr-333]

Mismatch- Part 14

Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Month 2020

Feelings and stuff happen

First< Previous > Next

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“Are you done yelling?” Selina cracks open the door. Not being able to help the smile at them leaning against each other.

“You heard that?” Marinette groans, both blushing.

“Don’t worry, I left to get some food,” She hands them a paper bag, full of the only pastries Tom would deem acceptable in Gotham, “Can’t say the same for all the nurses,”

“They’re going to think we’re so weird,” Marinette buries her face in her hands, while Marion is occupied with the bag.

“This is Gotham, patients not yelling is the weird thing,” She tentatively sits on the edge of the bed, “So, do you wanna talk, or just forget it?”

“We don’t want to ignore it,” Selina feels relief rush through her at Marinette’s words, “But it’s going to take some time to really process,”

“Yeah we have a few questions,” Marion passes Marinette the bag, already eating his own pastry.

“Just a few?” She reflexively tries to tease her way out of the situation.

“Ok, a lot,” Marion takes a bite from the danish, “Why did you decide to tell us now?”

“I wasn’t ever planning on telling you, you already have so much going on with MDC and MCD, I didn’t want to put on top of that,” Predictably both raise their eyebrows, mirroring each other, lot of good that did, “My Brother and Sabine knew but when I told them about Bruce, Sabine encouraged me to tell you,”

“Why did you give us to Maman and Papa?” Marinette presses, well there was no escaping this conversation.

“Bruce and I had a… lets say complicated on again off again relationship,” Yep secret identities always managed to complicate things, “Neither of us would be good parents separately back then and we sure weren’t going to stay together anytime soon,”

Plus is dangerous to be around The Batman and Cat woman .

“What are you talking about, it only took you what? Eighteen years to get married?” Marion teases, with a smirk she saw so much of herself in.

“You’re underestimating me, we’ve been at this far longer than you’ve been around,” She mirrors his smirk, Gearing up for his response.

“Marion, focus,” Marinette scolds, getting neither to drop their grins.

“Oh!” Marion exclaims, spinning back to her, “Who’s the oldest!?”

Selina chuckles as Marinette stutters over her disbelief.

“Marinette,”

“NO!” He shouts, sinking down into the bed, “How can this be?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” Marinette taunts through Marion’s ramblings.

“You actually came early,” Selina smiles at her kids, Marion now trying to smother the older twin with a pillow, “I wasn’t even able to get to Paris on time,”

“We were born in Gotham?” Marion pushes the pillow further into Marinette's face.

“Mhmm,” Selina hums, as Marinette takes Marion off guard pushing him off the bed. He yelps, but doesn’t reach for his side.

“Does that make us official Gothamites?” Marinette doesn’t even spare a glance for her brother, who should be in severe pain, not throwing a pillow.

“Nope, the city of lights has successfully bleached all the darkness out of you,”

“Oh yeah?” Marion tries to catch Selina with the pillow, only to get blocked and get it thrown back in his face.

“How long did we live in Gotham?” Marinette asks, instead of helping Marion launch another attack.

“I wasn’t going to fly with two newborns,” Selina pulls Marion into firm hold, avoiding hurting his ribs just in case.

“Didn’t answer the question,” Marion squirms in the hold, she knows he is fully capable of escaping.

“About three months,” Selina shrugs, they both wait for elaboration that she clearly wasn’t going to avoid, “Every time I thought I couldn’t handle it and was about to give you up... one of you would smile… it made me believe everything would be alright,”

“What made you realise-think it wouldn’t be?” Marinette questions, as Selina lets Marion out of the hold.

“Well… Tom and Sabine were waiting in Paris, so happy, so in love, I knew they would be the perfect parents from the beginning,” She doesn’t look at either of them, Marion sitting up but not moving away, “I went to Bruce, hinting at having kids and realised they had something we-I couldn’t give you, so we left for Paris that night,”

“Why didn’t you stay?” Marion doesn't sound accusing, just curious, but it cuts into her nonetheless.

“As shitty as it is, Gotham is still my home, I’ll always come back to it,” She looks up, neither of them buying her half truth, “... I wouldn’t have made a good mother, every time I see you, the people you have become, I know that I could never live up to Sabine, or Tom,”

They both still look hesitant, familiar ticks giving their thoughts away.

“Would you have wanted me to?” She probes, knowing they needed an extra push.

“... No I don’t think so,” Marion answers, not looking for Marinette to share the sentiment, “I love the way my life is, I wouldn’t have it any other way,”

“That doesn’t mean we don’t want things to change,” Marinette adds, taking away the bite from Marion's honest answer, Selina agrees but that doesn’t make it easier, “It’s going to be hard, but I want to move forward, to figure this all out,”

“When did you become so smart,” Selina chokes back her emotions, brushing the hair out of her daughter's face.

““I’ve always been the smartest twin,” Marinette hugs her, Marion following her lead.

“Do I have to bring the pole thing up again?” Marion murmurs into Selina's shoulder, fabric damping, she hugs them tighter.

“Shush,” Is all Marinette makes out around a sob.

Selina hugs them, not caring how long. They eventually settle together in the bed, one to each side. She runs her hands through their hair, telling the twins stories about their childhood. Getting them to laugh at the one where she and Gina kidnapped took them for a ride around Paris on motorbikes when they were three. Telling them about Tom’s in her opinion, overreaction.

“One thing,” Marion blurts, while they are still chuckling, “Are we going to tell Bruce?”

“I think we should, feels like lying if we don’t, especially with” Marinette makes a vague gesture, “Everything,”

“You’re right,” Selina sighs, “Do you want to tell him or should I?”

“... bags not!” They both shout, giggling slightly.

“You little-” Selina starts tickling them, turning their giggles into shrieks.

They calm down, easing back into a hug with only occasional tickle attacks. A comfortable quite settles over them. Whatever thoughts going through the twins not being pressing enough to interrupt the peace. This leaves Selina to her own thoughts, needing to figure out how to tell her fiance how he has two more secret children. This should be fun, it won't be but it should.

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Damian, the little brother, Dupain-Cheng (Part 1)

I'm backkkk! I explained why this series went on hiatus on this post but yeahhh the Damian Dupain-Cheng series is back and will be posted on it's old schedule (which is every other week) Anyway I really appreciate you guys,, sorry for taking so long and let me know what you think! Comments really motivate me to keep writing.

(I promise I'll add a read more thing and the links tomorrow but I need sleep. for now I'll add the masterlist you can find everything there)

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Marinette kidnapped/adopted Damian after seeing him with Talia in the Miraculous Café. She gives him the choice between staying with her or a non assassin relative. He chooses to stay in hopes of stealing the miracle box, but since that didn't work he lashed out and tried to kill Marinette and her friends repeatedly. This makes Marinette doubt in herself because she feels guilty about the whole situation. After hearing Marinette cry, Damian runs away confused at the whole situation, but he didn't get far before realizing that he was actually okay with the idea of Marinette becoming his mother. Marinette finds him and they go home. Time passes, they get a dog, Damian grows closer to Marinette and Marinette legally adopts him.

This takes place some time after all of this, like a couple of months.

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Why am I still in Paris?  

Jason asked himself this every day, and yet he could never find the answer.

Maybe it was because he really had nothing else to do. Well besides killing a Bat.

Or maybe it was because being in Paris somehow cleared some of the madness leftover from the Lazarus Pit that clouded his brain.

In either case it seemed like every time he tried to leave, he would convince himself to stay with the lie that Marinette Dupain-cheng was just as dangerous as Talia had claimed she was.

And that his "brother" really was in danger.

Which only led to him tailing after the pair like a complete creep while feeling miserable because who was he kidding? The woman who had taken Damian in was just as dangerous  as a basket of golden retriever puppies and Damian would have a way better life living with her rather than with Bruce.

And still he could not f*cking leave.

So he continued to observe from the shadows. Trying to remain invisible.

Which had worked out perfectly fine until that day it seemed, because Jason soon found himself pressed against the cold concrete after being flipped by a woman half his size.

Jason tried to look up, but he felt the heel of a shoe pressed against his head.

"Ow"

"Oh, I'm sorry did I hurt you?" Jason heard a familiar voice say. The only difference was that she was speaking in English with a slight accent rather than French.

How the h*ll did she know that he spoke English?

Jason tried to get a better look at his attacker, but she just pressed down her heel deeper making it very clear that she was not sorry at all.

Marinette leaned down to talk to him. "Look kid, I just want to know why you keep following me. Now we can talk like normal people, or I'll have to be a little… unconventional. So what do you say?" 

Kid? Jason couldn't remember the last time he had been called. It was especially surreal coming from such a petite woman who couldn't be older than thirty.

"Now I'm going to let you stand up just… don't do anything stupid."

Stupid seemed to follow Jason because as soon as he felt the pressure on his head lessen, he stood up and ran. The only thing in his mind was getting away from the woman. 

He wasn't able to go far though. As soon as he got to the end of the ally they were in, Jason suddenly felt all the muscles in his body grow weak. Everything around him became blurry and for the second time that day, Jason fell down and hit the gravel.

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Marinette hadn't meant to use a tranquilizer she made from the bee's miraculous venom on the guy. Honest.

But she needed answers, and he didn't seem in the mood to be the one providing them, so she had to do something before he got away.

Marinette did find it strange how he seemed more interested in running rather than harming her in any way. But she could think about that later. For now, she had to do something about the unconscious body on the ground.

First, Marinette tried to drag him back into the ally because she didn't want to risk anyone seeing her. It was ridiculous how difficult it was to move the guy a couple of inches. Even with all the strength she got from being ladybug, Marinette found herself incredibly tired when she finally managed to get to the end of the alley.

There was no way that Marinette could drag the guy to a safe location. Unless… she had the horse miraculous.

Marinette swiftly grabbed her phone and called Adrien while still holding down the guy in case he regained consciousness. "Hey kitty! Are you busy right now?"

"Um no?" He replied cautiously. "Unless you need me to bury a body, then I'm really busy." He would gladly lie to the police and give marinette suggestions on how to get rid of the body, but actually digging a hole sounded like too much of a hassle in Adrien's opinion.

Marinette laughed nervously. "Don't worry it's not a body." She paused "Not a dead one at least" she added under her breath. 

Adrien heard her anyway "Marinette."

"I just need you to get the horse miraculous and come here." Marinette added quickly when she heard Adrien's disapproving tone. 

"Do I even want to know why you need it?"

Marinette hesitated. Adrien still acted weird around Damian, and she wasn't sure that he would want to get involved with this. "Well I found the guy that was following me" she explained  "and accidentally knocked him out" Marinette stopped when she saw a portal open. "And you’re already here, was there no traffic?"

Adrien laughed as he walked out of the portal. "I was already getting the miraculous while you talked." He explained with a shrug then he looked at the unconscious guy on the floor. "Sooo… do you need help with that?" 

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Kagami was already at the café's storage area by the time Adrien and Marinette passed through the portal.

Adrien did a double take when he saw her. "Woah, I literally just texted you."

"You said you found the stalker, and I was nearby, and I figured that you would need help interrogating him." she explained. 

"With a sword?" Marinette asked, eyeing Kagami's left hand. "Where did you even get that?"

Kagami smiled. "Yes, and your son has an excellent taste."

Marinette looked at kagami, with a very confused and slightly worried expression. "Wha- when did you go sword shopping?"

Adrien replied instead. "When you asked me to babysit, your little gremlin scares me and gami wanted a sword, so I let him go with her." Then he grabbed a nearby chair and sat the guy in it, and also tied him to one of the stands that held coffee supplies using zip ties.

"You have broken my trust Agreste." Marinette said trying to sound as serious as possible but failing at it. "No, but seriously, let me know next time okay?"

"Yes ma'am"

It took a couple of minutes for the guy to regain consciousness. And as soon as he did, he thrashed around trying to break free from his restraints. Looking around him wildly until his gaze landed on Marinette.

His eyes narrowed. "You" he lunged towards her but was held back.

His attitude was completely different from their first meeting. Before he seemed conflicted and confused. But while he still seemed very confused that confusion was now mixed with rage. Which Marinette could understand, she had just knocked him out and brought him to a strange place.

But Marinette needed answers, the guy was very clearly part of the league, his aura reeked of their darkness, and she was not about to feel sympathy for anyone connected to the league of assassins.

So Marinette held no remorse when she allowed kagami to approach him with her sword after he calmed down a bit. 

"Who are you?" Kagami asked threateningly, then raised the blade dangerously close to his neck. "And why have you been following Marinette?"

The guy didn't even flinch. "Name's Jason" then he turned slightly to look Marinette in the eye. "I am Damian's brother," he continued. 

Marinette's eyes widened. The room fell silent for a moment. 

Jason smirked at his captors' shocked faces as he gave the final blow.  "And I'm here to take him to his father."

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A Year of Glitter

Part 4

This one feels more pg-13 than the last. Still clothed but a bit steamier

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Valentine's day did not make Marinette's life any fun. They had planned ahead at the shop and made special order stuffed animals and pieces of jewelry to sell with them. They also partnered with a flower shop to have the items delivered together to make their items that much more appealing to those who were planning ahead. Getting all the items in one place was very convenient for what was already a very elaborate plan for some.

But some people were not exceptional at elaborate plans. Marinette suggested early on that they should work quickly and make extra items to sell on the day. They would get a lot of business and also they could raise the price because it was last minute. She wished they had charged more though. Last minute shoppers were assholes. It was late by the time Marinette got out. Luckily her coworker gave her a ride home to make up for Marinette staying late.

She paused at the door. There was a card attached to it. She hadn't really given it her address except to her coworker just now and she wasn't expecting a secret admirer. She had only been on one date in the time she had lived in Gotham and it hadn't been very noteworthy. She didn't want a call back and hadn't gotten one so it worked out great.

She slipped inside and opened the card. It was red with a blank inside that said:

Fire escape

9pm

It had nothing else on it except a bit of glitter providing Marinette with a good guess as to who left it. He must have seen where she lived when she walked home before. Unfortunately it was past 10 pm so she had probably missed him. She sighed. After the rough day she had the idea of seeing him would have been a nice perk. She put her purse and keys away before walking to the window anyway.

There was a single rose left at her window but as she expected Red Hood was not out there. She wasn't sure if he would try again. He had no good way of knowing whether he had just missed her or if she just chose not to go out there. She found a red ribbon and tied it around the sheer part of her curtain with the rose. It would not be noticeable unless you were looking for it. A major part of her was hoping he would swing back by and look for it. She definitely wasn’t going to go around looking for him.

What she needed after today was to relax so she started the bath and put some leftover soup on low so she would have something warm when she got out. She preferred to take a glass of wine into the bath and worry about hunger later. Her apartment may have been economical, but she had lucked out with the bathroom. A full, deep tub and very hot water. It lasted long enough to fill the bath full or take a long hot shower.

She pulled herself out when the water started to cool. It was just as well, her very full wine glass was now empty and she had caught herself drifting off to sleep. She was still hungry so she decided to eat a bit and then put herself right to bed. They were opening the shop back up early tomorrow for any of the people who had waited beyond the last minute and were desperate for a way to buy a declaration of love. Marinette sighed just thinking of it. Shame. She had almost felt relaxed.

She heard a clang from the fire escape and reached for her heavy ladle just in case someone else had seen her signal. She made sure her robe was tucked around her so any sudden guest would not get a show. The sound was soft but there was a tap-tap on the glass. She rushed over to open the window, still keeping the ladle in her hand. Red Hood barely fit through the window, but he made the shifting around to get his frame through look easy somehow.

He looked too big to be in her tiny apartment.

She was self conscious in her pajamas and thick robe, but it was cozy against the cold from the outside air. He wasted no time pulling off his helmet, turning to set it on the table by the window. Then, he pulled her against him in a hug. Marinette didn’t think about how odd it was that she was the most relaxed she had been all day when against his chest. She just snuggled against him as he mumbled into her hair.

“I have some soup, if you are hungry,” Marinette offered.

“Soup sounds nice,” he said. “You look cozy. Did you stay up waiting for me?”

“Not specifically. I ended up having a very long day at work. I planned to eat and then go to bed.”

“Perfect. Is that an invitation?”

He grinned and she blushed.

“I invited you in and I will share my soup. That will have to be enough.”

“I’ll have to find another way to help you relax. You seem really tense. I could give you a back rub.”

Marinette nodded as he walked over to her. He tugged at her robe and she slid it down, exposing her shoulders and her sensible pajamas. She had sewn the tank top and pants from a very soft fabric in her favorite pink. He had removed his gloves and his hands moved gently along her back and shoulders applying pressure in all the right spots and sliding the tension out. She felt very loose and relaxed. The wine had gotten it started but he knew exactly how to work her muscles out.

He slowed down as he finished and slid his hands down each of her arms causing her to shiver. She turned to face him and he leaned close to her. But before their lips met he lifted her hand up to his mouth a put a soft kiss on her finger tips. The next was on the palm of her hand and then her wrist. He worked his way all the way up her arm to her shoulder. He left his lips on her shoulder and traced them along to her neck with kisses. He hovered over her neck and she could feel his breath right there and then disappear. He lifted her other hand and repeated the process. Marinette didn’t trust herself to do any more than to just hold still as he completed the trek up her other arm.

When he got back to her neck he was started trailing very soft kisses to her neck and along her jaw. but Marinette pulled him up until their lips connected. She didn’t hold back. She held onto him by his hair and kissed desperately. It was very likely a bad idea but she cared more for how she was feeling right now than for any consequences. At least until the both pulled back gasping for air. Maybe she just needed more oxygen in her brain because all her carefully constructed alarms in her head to warn her against rash decisions were blaring.

She wondered if she looked as thoroughly kissed as he looked. His hair was all different directions from her hands running through it and grasping it to hold him in place. He seemed to know what she was thinking and pulled back slightly without actually letting go of her hip. He just watched her for a moment.

After a moment of silently staring he leaned back towards her and kissed her mouth lightly and moved back towards his helmet.

“Damn, Doll. You really are something else.” He put his helmet back on. “If I don’t leave now, I may never go.”

With that he pushed himself back out the window and jumped off. Marinette was left to close her window and watch him go.

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