#thank you goggles-mcgee

[juicinmyjams]

okay okay I saw this post by @goggles-mcgee and it got me thinking about Steve and baking some more but like, pre-season 4.

Dustin always shows up to Hellfire with these absolutely delicious smelling baked goods for him and Lucas and Mike.

Now, Eddie and the rest of Hellfire havent had any yet because they aren't going to bully freshmen into giving away their clearly homemade treats. And Eddie's never really had homemade cookies or brownies or cupcakes, only the stuff from the store (i.e those sugar cookies that dissolve when they get wet, still bomb, but like, you know). So when Dustin finally brings enough to share and passes them around, Eddie goes to mow through his and takes one bite and nearly cries from how good it is. He didn't know cookies could taste like this.

Dustin definitely notices and starts bringing in enough to share every time. And Eddie, of course, is all about it. He's never had this much of a range of baked goods in his life.

And, he assumes, since Dustin is bringing them in tins, that it's his mom doing the baking. So after a few weeks of Dustin bringing in more stuff, Eddie loudly proclaims that he's in love with Dustin's mother, and that if they ever meet, he's proposing on sight.

The kids laugh so hard, way harder than they should at that kind of joke.

[strawberryspence]

Happy New Year! Here's the epilogue! 🫶🏻

i've got you under my skin - epilogue

Life doesn't stop after the movie. There are some bumps in the road, but that's okay, as long as Steve and Eddie are together.

AKA: snapshots of after the proposal. 💍

Excerpt:

“Dumplings and fried rice?”

Steve nods, “Yes, please.”

Eddie moves swiftly, grabbing the phone, as he runs away from impending doom, “Anything for my princess.”

“Oh my god. I am going to kill you.”

(thank you @goggles-mcgee for this gorgeous art! forever grateful 🥺💗)

[goggles-mcgee]

Uh... hello there Goggles Mcgee, I'm a fan of dark parables, And I adore your rewrite of the plot for Dark Parables 8. I was wondering if your up for reworking the plot of game 13? Requiem for a forgotten shadow. as I tested the game with the Beta and was really interested with it,after both hearing it's one of the worse, and seeing what when wrong, I'm interested in how you would end things for that game. (Thank you for reading and have a nice night!)

ANOTHER GAME THAT IS ON MY NOT FAV LIST

It's not bad, but honey, it ain't great.

I will admit I was severely disappointed with this game, and it's purely because of the plot. Mainly because I was expecting a very different tale to be the inspiration behind the case. Like I know, it was taking inspiration from The Shadow by Hans Christian Anderson and I'm all for less known tales being given the spot light but at the same time, the games themselves are based off of very popular tales so it was a weird pattern change. What is a famous story about a lost shadow? One that many people know?

For me, I immediately think of Peter Pan.

I would have done a mix of the two considering just how loosely based the game was on The Shadow, I would have ditched the whole Brotherhood and Shadow God plot because honestly it wasn't very engaging and didn't feel like the past games. I can't quite explain it, but it didn't feel like a Dark Parables game. It was a cool game, but yeah...

Anyway on to the new plot!

People's shadows are still being stolen, and they are left as basically husks of their old selves, but it seems to be only adults who are affected by this strange illness. But that's not the only tragedy that has hit the town. Multiple young boys have gone missing and even a couple of young girls. No one thinks the things are connected, but the Detective does.

While investigating, she runs into a man named Petrus, who runs an orphange. He's very worried over the missing children, especially those who disappeared from his orphange and begs the Detective to help find them. He says he doesn't have many leads, but he noticed the children spent a lot of time near the port. Of course, the Detective goes to investigate and ends up witnessing some children board a ship. She runs to stop them but she gets knocked out by a man.

On board the ship she has been taken prisoner on, the Detective meets Hadwin Othmar Oberon Koehl, captain of the Shooting Star. He accuses her of being a spy and basically says he won't be letting her out until he makes sure the cargo is safe and sound. The Detective escapes the island they stop on and makes it back to the village in order to inform Petrus of the children she saw.

They both make their way to the island, and Hadwin is pissed. He and Petrus battle and Hadwin's crew come to his rescue but here's Dark Parables favorite thing, the twist villain! Petrus pulls out a ring and steals the shadows of some of the crew. Then he opens a star shaped portal where kids dresses like warriors come out and steal the other children before going back into the portal. Petrus laughs and the portal closes with a bang and The Detective and Hadwin pass out.

They awaken, and Hadwin explains he was trying to help the kids who were scared of Petrus escape him before he tried to get evidence of him being the Shadow Thief. The Maiden Goddess appears before them and tells them of the ritual Petrus is attempting to perform that needs shadows and the souls of innocents in order to regain his youth. The Goddess begs the Detective to put a stop to him and opens a portal for her and Hadwin.

The two are now in Neverland (or in case of copyright, some Shadow Realm equivalent) they embark on their plan to rescue the kids and put a stop to Petrus. The Lost Warriors try to stop them all the time so the two now must sneak around. Hadwin goes to rescue the kids while the Detective goes to stop Petrus with the bits of the Glass Wand the Maiden Goddess gifted her but it turns out that was the final part of the ritual that Petrus needed to finally start.

The Detective is blasted into a lagoon (used to be mermaid lagoon where we see Easter eggs of the little mermaid), she escapes and thankfully Hadwin was able to get some of the children away but not all. They go to hide and stumble upon the Fairy Kingdom. The Fairy Queen senses the Detective is a friend of the Maiden Goddess and tells her her own past with Petrus when he was just a boy.

He was a descendant of the Shadow (the one from The Shadow). Descendants of the Shadow have shown to age slower than most humans and thus grew an obsession with youth. Petrus was no exception to this. He was popular when he was young. People were kind and never caught on to his manipulations, but once he started aging, he grew angrier, bitter. So he sought a way to return his youth and found a ritual in one of his ancestors' old journals.

The Fairy Queen spoke of how she was fond of Petrus until she found out his true nature. She looked through the journals too and knew how to stop him, but they needed to trap his own shadow within a lantern made from the Bolide Shard.

The Detective and Hadwin do this, and it's a battle to stop Petrus, who keeps trying to convince the Detective to join him. Doesn't she want her youth back? Think of all the good she could do if only she reversed the clock!

It's all futile and the Detective and Hadwin save the day!

Of course throughout the game there are nods to the next!!

Literally I would change everything. XD

[dandelionflower]

She tours alone

Marinette had gone to sleep right after finding a hidden path back to the manor, thank you, Culpa the kitty, and woke up feeling refreshed. Since today they were going to be touring the ballrooms, she elected to wear her ‘composers outfit,’ inspired by Nickolas Lafin, an incredible musician who lived in the manor.

Nickolas was primarily a conductor, but he often composed his own symphonies and gavots as well. Despite his incredible work, Lafin wasn’t much of a prominent character in the manor’s history and instead was reported to mainly follow his girlfriend, Anya, around. After Anya drowned, it was said that Nickolas spent all of his free time in the attic, until eventually, the boxes and trunks fell on top of him and killed him instantly.

Marinette had on a long blue coat with black and white music notes dotted along the bottom. Her shirt was crisp and black, matching her pants perfectly. She also had on a pair of rectangular earrings and red bowtie that matched Nickolas’ favorite.

After a quick breakfast where Marinette checked in on Allegra again, Grace picked them up to check out the ballroom. Adrien sidled up to her with his earnest smile and the two walked hand-in-hand next to Alya and Nino.

“Alya seems a bit shaken, is she okay?”

“She’s okay, just had an allergic reaction to the ice cream she got.”

Marinette looked at Alya again. She was leaning heavily into Nino’s side and was giving wary glares at any cup or water container she saw. She’d have to make sure she didn’t get dehydrated.

“...and here is the grand ballroom!” Grace pushed open the doors with a grin. “It’s a bit dusty since we haven’t exactly been hosting any parties lately, but with a little elbow grease it’ll be spectacular!”

Marinette looked at the dark, dusty room. Thick curtains covered the windows, but it allowed for a small sliver of light to illuminate the flecks dancing from the ceiling to the floor. Even in the faint lighting, she could tell that it was beautiful; all pastels and silvers and golds.

“What a dump.” Lila commented to Alix and Kim beside her. “Prince Ali’s ballroom is much better than this waste.”

“Actually,” Grace’s wide smile sharpened into something vengeful, “even in its current state, the Culpa ballroom is still considered one of the most lavish ballrooms in the world. Prince Ali’s ballroom isn’t even ranking.”

“I- ah well, it must have been remodeled since the last ranking.” Lila floundered, and after she looked at Adrien’s sympathetic face, Marinete almost felt bad for her.

Grace was looking casually at her phone. “Seems that the last ranking happened just a few days ago. That would have been when you were in Paris, correct?”

Almost.

“I guess I must have forgotten which ballroom I was thinking of.” Lila shrugged. “There’s been so many.”

“Yes, I’m sure.” Grace mumbled with shrewd eyes. She perked back up. “Anyway! I was thinking, as your project for your visit, you can produce a replica of the infamous Ross ball. We can have people working with flowers, costumes, music, and guests.”

The class murmured their agreement already turning to their friends and discussing what they wanted to wear.

“Ooh! Can I wear a suit?” Rose bounced on her toes, hand waving.

“Of course! We have dozens of old clothes that could easily be refitted for you and everyone else! We just need a-”

“Designer!” Nino shouted, pointing down at Marinette’s head (tall people, disgusting). “We’ve got one right here!”

“Great!” Grace didn’t seem surprised at all, even though a teenage designer isn’t someone you meet every day. “Your main job will be refitting and redesigning all the costumes for your friends. That sound good?”

“Yeah, sounds great!” Rose’s suit would of course need to be a pink, but a faint floral print on it too would look beautiful. Making it period accurate would be tricky, but the internet had all kinds of references for suits and dresses.

“We’ll need people for all the other tasks I mentioned, but for now just look around the room and check out the closets for anything you may need for the ball.”

The four of them immediately gravitated to the closets at Alya’s behest and Adrien’s adventurous spirit. There were instruments of all kinds and colors; it was like a sculpture and Marinette felt all kinds of inspiration welling up in her.

“Not much in this room.” Alya remarked. “Let’s check the next.”

“I used to really like music.” Adrien said as he followed Nino and Alya out the door. “Still do.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

Marinette stayed behind, pulling out her phone to take a few pictures. A rustle from behind the cello caught her eye, and she glanced back at the open door. Another rustle, and she committed to it, stepping forwards to investigate.

“Meow.” Culpa was sitting prim on top of a drum. He was looking at the ground then at her like he just noticed another being was in the room.

“Culpa!” Her hands reached out to rub the cat’s ears, fingers vibrating with the feline’s contented purrs. “Hey, kitty. What’re you doing in here?”

Culpa offered no answer aside from leaning further into her hand and purring louder. She’d take it. After a few minutes more of petting, Culpa batted her hand away and moved towards the very back of the room, tucking into a thin passage she hadn’t noticed in the dark. When he realized there wasn’t a presence behind him, he turned around and mewled for her attention.

“Right, right. Coming.” She slipped her phone in her pocket and slipped into the passageway, which was just wide enough for her to stand comfortably in.

She followed Culpa’s flashing blue eyes through the tunnel until she stepped into a wider, well-lit hallway. Unlike the closet or the ballroom, the hall was absolutely pristine. Both of the walls were decorated with portraits, and Marinette took her time inspecting each one.

It was the Culpa family. Each one through the ages until it ended with the image Culpa showed the most attention to; Felix, eyes cold, unseeing on the canvas. Right next to it was a small framed photograph in black and white; Bridgette and Felix, laughing while leaning against each other.

She lifted the picture and smiled down at it. It was much better than the painting; it showed much more emotion. And that dress! Marinette could totally design a dress like that. It would look beautiful in pink.

“It’s a nice picture, isn’t it?” Allegra was standing in a doorway a bit behind her. She hadn’t noticed her come in.

“Yeah, they both look so… so happy. Why wasn’t this room a part of the tour?”

“We didn’t want people touching this part of the manor’s history.” She shrugged, walking forwards. “It just seemed right to keep it separate from the rest of it all.”

“Yeah, I get it.” This place seemed- sacred, in a way. She followed Allegra out of the hall and watched her lock the door.

“How’d you get in there anyway?”

“Oh, I found this cat and he led me through some passageway in the back of a closet.” She pointed over her shoulder to Culpa who… wasn’t there. “And he’s gone. That’s weird.”

“A passageway, huh? That’s cool.”

“I thought so too. Probably wasn’t the smartest idea to just go through it without telling anyone though, huh?”

“Probably not.” Allegra agreed

They walked a while longer before they were back at the ballroom. Alya and Nino were talking near one of the back doors that lead to the closets and looked up just as she walked in.

“Girl! Where have you been? We’ve been looking all over, come on! Adrien’s playing the piano.” Alya grabbed her and dragged her through the hall of closets. When she passed the one with the instruments, she glanced in, trying to catch a glance of the passage to show Alya.

She didn’t see anything at all.

.......

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Misconceptions, Miscommunication, and Misinformation Pt97

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Ladybug watched Mme. Agreste’s expression carefully. It went from confusion, to recognition, to anger. Well that wasn’t a good sign.

“Where’s Gabriel?” The absolute fury in her tone actually made Ladybug take a step back and she was a little relieved when Discorde stepped between them. This was not the reaction she expected.

“He’s in jail awaiting trial.” The woman’s eyes narrowed.

“He’d better pray they convict him and keep him there. If I ever see him without bars between us he’ll be missing body parts.” Ladybug shared a look with Discorde but her partner looked just as confused as she was. Adrien looked shell-shocked.

“He spent the last three years trying to save you.” The glared she turned on her son was terrifying and he actually took a step back. She blinked at him for a moment and her gaze softened.

“Adrien?” The boy nodded hesitantly. She opened her arms for him and he all but collapsed into her. She looked up and saw Nathalie and her expression tightened. “Has it really been three years?”

“It has. M. Agreste has been working tirelessly to set things right.” Mme. Agreste let out a derisive snort.

“He’s been trying to turn me and the world into what he wants. He’s the reason I needed saving in the first place.” Nathalie’s face went completely blank and Ladybug was fairly certain she was in shock. “Whatever he told you was a lie. Gabriel forced Nooroo to try and contain Duusu in their Miraculous and the backlash is what caused all this in the first place.”

“He did what?” Everyone jumped and Ladybug blushed. She really hadn’t meant to yell but the audacity of such an action pissed her off to no end. It also explained why Nooroo wouldn’t talk about what happened and why Tikki hadn’t been able to figure out what caused the damage. It hadn’t occurred to either of them that the actual Kwami were pitted against each other. Poor Nooroo.

“He’s lucky I only shot him twice.” Discorde’s growled words caused Adrien to glare at her but Mme. Agreste actually laughed.

“I don’t know who you are, but I like you.” Discorde could only give the woman a weak smile at that and Ladybug filed it away to ask about later. Adrien scoffed.

“She’s nothing but a fraud.” Ladybug grabbed her partner as she started growling. Mme. Agreste was frowning at her son.

“We’ve done what we came here to do and I won’t stick around to listen to your insults. Mme. Agreste, I’m glad we could help, and I wish you a speedy recovery.” She wished she was only concerned about what her partner might do, but if Adrien didn’t shut up Ladybug wasn’t certain she wouldn’t go after him herself.

“Wait. Nathalie, could you take Adrien so I can talk to them alone?” Adrien’s face screwed up into an ugly pout but his mother just gave him an encouraging smile. “Everything will be fine. It will only be for a minute then I want to hear about everything I’ve missed from you.” He gave her another tight hug before turning to glare at them.

“Don’t tire her out.” Ladybug couldn’t help the eyeroll as Nathalie led him from the room. Mme. Agreste just sighed.

“I don’t even want to think about the damage his father did that I’m going to have to fix. Not to mention that friend of his.” Discord flinched beside her and Ladybug took her hand to give it a reassuring squeeze. “Not that she’s at fault given her parents but it doesn’t change the fact that her behavior always gave Adrien ideas.”

“What did you want to talk about?” Ladybug wasn’t going to stand there and let her partner listen to this. Mme. Agreste just blinked at her for a moment before seeming to focus again.

“Well, first to thank you. But I also want to know why you two dislike my son so much.” She shared a look with Discorde. Yeah that wasn’t a good topic of conversation.

“You should discuss that with him. And watch the news coverage of the Akuma attacks after.” There was no way Adrien would keep his identity a secret from his mother, and she’s rather the woman form her own conclusions.

“Oh I plan to. I just want to know why he only hates one of you while you both can't stand being in the same room with him.” Ladybug could only frown at the woman in confusion at first. “I’m an empath. It’s what drew me to the Miraculous in the first place.” Oh that wasn’t good.

“I still think you need to talk to your son. If you have more questions after that, perhaps we can talk again. As things stand I’d rather not influence your opinion on the matter.” The woman was just frowning at them in thought and Ladybug could feel her partner getting more nervous.

“I suppose I can understand that. But I will want to speak with you again.” Well that didn’t sound ominous at all. “I would also like to speak to the Guardian.”

“Why would you need to do that?” Discorde’s tone was borderline hostel and Ladybug squeezed her hand again in warning. If the woman really was an empath she didn’t want to give her too much to work with. The Miraculous magic should protect their identities regardless but she didn’t want to take more risks than necessary.

“You need to learn to relax, not everyone is a threat.” Discord just gave the woman a level look.

“Perhaps not but if I assume they are, people are far less likely to get hurt by my carelessness.” Discorde winced as soon as the words came out and Ladybug couldn’t help but side eye her partner. Looks like they had one more thing to talk about. Mme. Agreste’s look actually softened.

“I suppose that’s true. In that case I look forward to earning your trust.”

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[ladyanput]

Ah lee lee, my favourite internet cousin I need a fic saltier than the Dead Sea Alya salt (in the Daminette universe uwu) maybe at a high school reunion? Or seeing the couple on TV OR she accuses marinette of sleeping with Damian just to get jumpstart her career (she says this on Twitter) and a lot of people are like ‘hmmm ok, sure honey’

I'm in the mood for salt tonight, so let's work on this one, from my favourite cousin.

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A high school reunion was always an interesting affair. Some people didn't show up because they hated high school, thinking it's hell incarnate and never want to revisit it again. Some go just to catch up and see how old friends are doing.

But, honestly, most go and show off how successful they are in life, trying to be the best amongst their peers.

At least, that was the case, many noticed, for Miss Bustier's former class. Many people who had been in the same year at them stared as they entered, greeting their former classmates loudly and bragging about their accomplishments.

But anyone could see most of them were blowing smoke. They all knew the stories from forever ago, it had been a running gag for many of the students at DuPont.

Lila Rossi told someone that she'd get you in contact with someone in the industry to planned on entering, when you heard nothing, she'd feign that they were busy or some bullshit like that, then when you didn't get the job or internship because you didn't bother even applying, thanks to you being gullible enough to believe Lila's lies, she'd go about convincing you that the company or whatever was too blind to see how amazing you were, and that you deserved better.

It was a cycle. And it was hilarious because now most of that former class were at low end jobs. Kim wasn't the Olympic swimmer he had dreamt of being; instead he taught swimming lessons at the local pool. Max never became the scientific genius he thought he would be, no,he worked at the school as a tech teacher. Most of that class were in the same scenario, save for the people who hadn't listened to Lila's bullshit. Juleka was a famous model, her wife Rose was the lead spokesperson in a field dedicating to taking care of and curing sick children. Nathaniel and his husband Marc had a bestselling comic book series.

Even Nino made a decent living, working as a DJ and a an upcoming director.

When Lila arrived along with Alya in a stretch limousine, everyone watching pitifully as Lila's followers from high school quickly grovelled to her, as she went on about marrying Damian Wayne, everyone knowing he had a wife, but the wedding had been so private, rarely anyone knew who she was.

"My dearest Dami would be here, but he's away in Japan right now, an important contract for Wayne Enterprises needed some of his expertise." Lila went on to say. She had her signature hair style still, making many grimace at the sight of it.

"But you promise that I can still interview him,right?" Alya spoke up, the past ten years having been the hardest on her. She had gained weight, mostly around her middle. She was squinting, as she had abandoned her glasses, due to Lila saying real reporters never wore glasses, as many people found people without them more appealing, there for more willing for an interview, but Alya couldn't afford contacts, so she was stubborn with being basically blind. And she dyed her hair blonde.

Enough said.

But there was one person they were eagerly waiting to see. And when she arrived, she didn't disappoint in the least.

Marinette strode into the gymnasium, looking as stunning as she always had been. Her dark hair had been grown out, framing her beautiful face, her trim body clad in a dress of pale pink, one of the newest designs from her latest fashion line.

And the man on her arm made many men and women stare in envy. Tall, dark, handsome, he reminded them all of a dark prince, with his muscular build and piercing green eyes.

"Is that Marinette?" Someone asked rather loudly, drawing everyone's attention from Lila's wildest tale and to the lovely designer as she strode in with her husband.

"Marinette, how was Taiwan?" Juleka spoke up, smiling as she and Rose strode over to greet the couple, Nino, Marc, and Nathaniel quickly joining them.

"It was lovely. I'd like to thank you again, for being able to model for me last week, you were a lifesaver." Marinette giggled softly, pulling Juleka in a tight hug.

Alya crossed her arms, scowling as practically everyone swarmed Marinette and the man she came with. She couldn't help but feel envious at the sight of Marinette, looking so beautiful and well put together.

Lila wasn't doing much better, wishing with every fiber of her being that she was basking in that attention.

"Who is this with you, Marinette?" Alya strode up, her hand always slipping into her purse, reaching for her cell phone. "A man you had to blackmail into marrying you? I feel sorry for him."

"... Is she serious?" Marc's brows shot up, sharing a bewildered look with his husband.

"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Damian, Damian Wayne." Damian smiled cooly towards Alya and Lila, his eyes narrowing a fraction. "You must be the undesirables my wife had to deal with during her time here, aren't you?"

"... Nice try, Marinette. Seriously? Hiring a guy to pretend to be Damian Wayne? You're so pathetic, Lila is married to Damian, if you bothered even to check your facts." Alya snorted, crossing her arms as she glared at Mari, scowling again. "You've ruined enough lives already, you ruined mine and Nino's relationship, so you can just fuck off and go home. No one wants you here."

Damian stepped forward, cold fury written clearly on his face, but Marinette's gentle touch on his shoulder stopped him. She merely put on a kind smile and stepped around her husband.

"You're still believing her lies, Alya? All of you still are? That's pretty pathetic, if I'm being honest." Mari's smile sharpened a bit as she crossed her arms, her blue eyes alight with fire. A fire no one had known was there. "You're the biggest hypocrite I know, Alya, as you've never checked a fact in your life. You tend to jump to conclusions before getting all of the facts in the first place. That's what ruined your relationships, I didn't think of you once for the past ten years."

"You don't need to talk to Alya like that, Marinette! You're still the biggest bully ever!" Lila sobbed, wiping away her tears. "Wait until my Damibear hears about this! We'll sue, ruin that tacky brand of yours."

"Highly unlikely." Damian stepped forward, his expression morphing into one of cool calm. Then a smirk twitched his lips. "At least I know who has been throwing around my name to get into places, or to get things for free. My lawyers will love to take care of the messes you've been causing me and my family."

"I beg your pardon?!" Lila felt the blood drain from her face, but she teared up, sniffling, desperate to keep her façade. "Damian, you've been cheating on me with Marinette, I was just trying to help you save face!"

"Oh give it up, Lie-la, no one is buying your bullshit." Chloé strode in, her hands gripping Kagami's and Luka's as they entered. She gave the liar a haughty look, diamonds dangling at her ears and her neck. "Except for Alya. But she must have one good barbed tongue, if you keep letting her kiss your ass and such for all of these years."

"Chloé! You fu-" Alya's face went red and she and Lila began advancing on the trio, but no one noticed as Rose 'spillt' her drink, causing both girls to slip and go stumbling. Juleka stuck out an elegant leg and Lila went tumbling back into the punch bowl, toppling it all over herself. The screech she let out was so satisfying.

Nino pretended to grab hold of Alya to steady her, but her hands 'slipped' from his grasp and she was sent falling onto the food table. A bit of revenge for her destroying his DJ equipment seven years ago, after their break up.

"I guess coming here wasn't a waste of our time afterall." Damian's rare smile appeared as he took his wife's hand and kissed her knuckles.

"I agree." Marinette giggled, ignoring the screaming coming from Alya and Lila. Instead, she turned to her friends. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, we're meeting Adrien and Tim after this, would you guys wanna join us for dinner at our home here in Paris?"

Alya felt hot tears of frustration as she glared at the blurry Marinette, grinding her teeth. That couldn't be Damian Wayne, Marinette couldn't be married to him! Because... Because that would have meant Lila had been lying. Lying about Marinette, lying about Nino cheating on her with multiple men and women, lying about Alya's chances with New York Times.

And Lila wouldn't lie to her, she just couldn't!

Alya felt the hot tears steam down her cheeks as Marinette and Damian walked off with their friends, looking so... So happy.

Something that she hadn't felt in such a long time.

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[reaction] oneus with a swimmer s/o

hello beb !! i'm so excited to see your reqs are open !!! may i please ask for ONEUS reaction to a swimmer s/o ? i'm in love with weightlifting fairy and the male lead who's a swimmer,, i also like to swim myself >< - 🍫 (and trying to find the courage to send you a message soon, since i can also be bad at keeping the convo going hehe)

☽. as someone who isn’t a swimmer, i hope i did this justice!! also please take your time!! i’d rather wait for you to be comfortable to send a message and interact, just know that I’m ready whenever!! if you enjoyed reading this, check out more in my masterlist! requested: yes; chocolate anon word count: 1.6k words

[RAVN] —

There’d be sparks in his eyes as he finds out about this, and he’d look at you so lovingly as you passionately talk about your sport!!

Youngjo would really be supportive in your endeavors as an athlete, and he’d always be willing to listen to your stories and complaints about being assigned to the worst lane in the pool lol

Or about that one person who takes way too long in the locker room showers

He doesn’t mind, he just loves to hear about your life as an athlete and it brings him so much joy and pride learning about your capabilities as a swimmer

Especially because he actually can’t swim, he’s just so amazed and proud of you and he slowly learns to appreciate it more because of you!! 

Not sure if he’s willing to learn it though, but he’ll probably consider it since it’s you who’s teaching him (and he’ll definitely flirt with you while you’re at it lol)

Aside from these though, I think something that Youngjo would particularly pay attention to is the design of your swimming attire !!

Since Youngjo is very interested in fashion, I think he’d love to spend his free time going with you to shop for your gear (also gives him an opportunity to know more about the technical aspects of swimming)

He knows just the colors that will not only make you look absolutely stunning, but he somehow magically finds all the best goggles and suits that match best with your team’s official swim cap

You’d end up gaining a reputation for being the most fashionable swimmer in the team

And Youngjo’s heart swells with pride as you tell him that after your training schedules and swim meets uwu

[Seoho] —

Our resident scientist will have a blast learning more about the physics going on behind swimming !!

Overall, I think Seoho would genuinely be curious and try to learn as much as he can about your sport, mostly because he wants to support you in the best way he could uwu

He also probably enjoys watching analysis videos online about swimming

Like you know how there are videos that explain how diving works and the best way to produce a smaller splash as you make contact with the water

And those that explain how swimmers breathe as they perform their strokes, Seoho definitely binge-watches all those

You’re definitely going to hear a lot about his fascination over swimming, and it’s really endearing because some of these stuff are aspects that you’re already aware of

But at the same time, there are times where he finds helpful tips that can help you improve your skills and you’re very thankful for it!!

He’s also going to be amazed at how your hair changes because of the chlorine in the pool, he’s a curious soul with so much wonder in his eyes :,)

Seoho: Did you change your hair color, (Y/N)? :O I love this look on you!! uwu

You: Ah, that’s just the effect of chlorine,,,,

Seoho: O

Seoho: Cool :]

Seoho sometimes clowns you for the swimming cap though, but you’ll catch him trying it on for himself too lmao

That selca he took of him wearing your swim cap is your lockscreen ❤ And it’s kinda funny because his eyelids got pulled upward in the pic ❤

[Leedo] —

As soon as Geonhak finds out you’re a swimmer, he’s definitely going to ask you what your usual training is like!! Particularly your land training drills

You guys frequent the gym and he’s always willing to help you with your own reps uwu He’s very disciplined and he’s honestly very happy that he can spend more time with you like this !!

Congratulations! You just found yourself a new and loyal gym buddy ❤

Unless you actually hate land training, then in that case, I hope you survive 💔

Geonhak himself is very athletic, so I believe that out of all of the members, he’d best sympathize with your experiences as a swimmer!!

He definitely knows how painful it is to be constantly exerting your body for such a physically demanding sport

So he’s checking up on you regularly, making sure you’re free of injuries, and that you were able to stretch before and after training and that you actually did your land training lmao

On one more note, I know this guy is shy, but contrary to what others may think, I don’t think Geonhak would be embarrassed seeing you in swimming attire???

Because I genuinely think that he’d be very professional about it

Maybe he’ll get flustered if you actually bring it up to him though lol

You: Hey Geonhak, can you check if my tan-line is bad?

Geonhak: It doesn’t look bad, you’re alright (Y/N)

You: Also... Don’t you think I cute in this though? 🥺

Geonhak:

[Keonhee] —

Keonhee is an absolute sweetheart and he’s always admires you for everything you do

So if he finds out you’re a swimmer, he’s going to shower you with so much love and he’ll be very astounded by everything you do 🥺

You can do simple moves in swimming but his eyes will always be full of fondness and wonder 🥺

Please, literally just do the push-off by the edge of the pool and he’s always going to react so fondly !!

You: /does the thing/

Keonhee: woAH !!!!!!!!!!!!!! :OOOOOOOOOOOOOO THAT’S MY S/O THEY’RE SO COOL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Although not gonna lie, aside from being a complete sweetheart he’s definitely going to joke around with you a lot

You’d be fresh from the pool and then he’ll run to hug you, and just when you’re about to hug him, he’ll tell you to no !! ur sweaty !! >:(

You: ,,,, this is just water though,,,

Keonhee: no way sweaty mcgee, i know you sweat when you swim !! >:(

Don’t worry, he’ll hug you eventually after teasing you LOL how can he say no to ur affection :,)

The only thing he says no to is your refusal to eat out with him LMAO

The man loves food, the man loves you, and he wants to make sure you have enough energy for the next meet or training session !!!

He does it just to make sure you don’t collapse out of exhaustion, but if you insist that you’re fine, Keonhee won’t pester you about it

...for now at least, but overall Keonhee just really loves you and everything you do uwu He thinks you’re the coolest person ever !! No matter what you do !!

[Hwanwoong] —

Hwanwoong is also quite athletic as a dancer, but I think he’d be really amazed at your physique!!

Considering that sports can develop your body in different ways, he’d probably find it interesting how much swimming contributed to the way your physique is now!!

Hwanwoong: woah (Y/N) your shoulders are so nice and pretty, is it because of the stroke you compete in? :O

Hwanwoong thinks you’re absolutely stunning aaaaaaaaa

Though aside from your physique, he’s definitely amazed at how fluidly your body moves under the water

And he’d definitely like to know how you were able to move so smoothly like that

So sometimes you’ll see him worming on the floor in an attempt to capture the fluidity of your body and it aLWAYS MAKES YOU LAUGH

Hwanwoong himself is willing to try out swimming with you, and maybe you’ll catch him joining the aquatic fitness class at the side to improve his stamina and endurance

Everyone who sees you two walk together to the pool thinks you’re both so wholesome and cute :,) Even the aquatic fitness aunties dote on Hwanwoong a lot LOL

During those times, he’ll truly understand how difficult your sport is and he’ll gain this whole new appreciation and love for you

You support him as a dancer, and it makes him happy that he can show his support for your sport in this simple way uwu

[XION] — 

Of course, Dongju’s first instinct is to make sure he can be present in your life as a swimmer!!

To me, he’d be the type to really show his love through acts of service, so he’s definitely always there to help you out in ways he can do

If you left your shampoo at home, he’d have some spare sachets of your usual shampoo brand ready for your use

He’d be willing to pass by the convenience store for you if you left some other essentials, or if you need something for replenishment

He knows you have your towel, but when he’s there with you in training or in your competitions, he has a towel in his own bag (and it’s a cute disney themed towel because this is Dongju we’re talking about lol)

Plus, supportive babie Dongju is always at your swim meets !!! And he always wears that One Obnoxious Looking Jacket so that you know that he’s watching you from the side :,)

AND I know for sure that Dongju will be quite particular about skin care

So I definitely see him making sure that the products you use are not only the best ones in the market, but ones that work well for your skin type !!

Alternatively, you would show him your favorite skincare brands as well, and Dongju thinks you’re godsent for gracing him with this beautiful brand of sunblock

Dongju is quick to support you in all your endeavors, he just didn’t expect how your being a swimmer would help him and his skincare routine uwu it’s a mutualistic relationship of some sort HAHAHA

[normal-piece-of-shit]

Babynette #2

“DAMIAN WAYNE! ” Jason yelled.

“What did you do now?” Dick asked Damian who looked equally confused. Tim groaned.

“Never in my life have I ever been so insulted!” Jason said as he entered with Babynette who was squealing in happiness. “This little pixie!” He shoved her in their faces, while she laughed even more. “This one! She stabbed me with a plastic knife!”

Understanding and a teensy bit of pride dawned on Damian’s face before he quickly schooled his expression to look neutral. “And what does that have to do with me?”

Jason looked like was about murder Damian. He wasn’t the only one. Dick looked like he was about to steal all of Jason's guns and save him the work. Tim sat up straight and stared blankly at Damian. From the batcave, Alfred gave Bruce his bat helmet. Damian was not going to escape easily.

Damian did the only thing anyone else would. He ran. While this was something he'd never done, desperate times called for desperate measures.

Jason dropped Babynette at the table next to where Tim had banged his head.

Babynette patted Tim’s head as she watched chaos unfold with a mischievous glint in her eye.

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Alya replayed the video she’d caught of Baby Ladybug falling to Chat Noir.

“Stop.” He said and pointed at red and black blob. “Zoom in. That could be the lucky charm we're looking for.”

“But we still won’t know where it is.” She pointed out.

“Knowing what the lucky charm is would be better than searching around for it blindly.”

“Smart.”

“Thanks, it’s one of the perks of working with Ladybug.” He narrowed his eyes.

“What's wrong?”

“I-” He said, furrowing his brows. “I have a feeling Babybug is doing something evil.” At her questioning look, he elaborated. “Its like spidey sense but I can sense Ladybug doing something bad.”

Alya nodded. “Of course. It makes sense.”

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I love me some evil Babynette.

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A Fox and a Guardian- Part 2

 Robin leaves and Bludhaven gains a bird. Tim is sad, but Mari is willing to take him to see the bird, the two giggling and honing their skills on their stalking of the man. It’s fun and Tim loves it. 

 He struggles to find the perfect name for himself, Mari offering Kit as Trixx giggles along with her.

 “No, I don’t want to be Kit,” he whines. “I’m not going to be a kid forever!”

 “Skulker?” Plagg offers and Tim huffs, ignoring the Kwami who all throw out awful names.

 Marinette laughs and smiles and she feels alive again. She feels alive teaching Tim about potions, feels alive telling him history. She feels alive when Tom and Sabine meet their grandson- because that’s what he is now, her son- and Jagged meets his grandnephew. 

 Marinette feels alive. 

 And then a new Robin is on the scene and Tim really wants to stalk him so she follows her son, and sees what’s the cutest sudden onset of puppy crush ever.

 “So cute!” she coos as Tim blushes as he watches a boy barely two years older beat up thugs and smile in the dimly lit street. “Tikki, is this how it was seeing me fall for Adrien?”

 “A little,” the Kwami giggles from her hiding place in Marinette’s suit. “Oh, look, his eyes are so big!”

 It’s adorable and Mari makes sure to tease her apprentice as much as she can. He gets huffy but blushes over the pictures anyway.

 -0-

 When Bruce Wayne walks into the Black Bug with his new ward Jason, Marinette eyes Trixx who looks completely unapologetic. Tim is busy having a bit of a panic attack. 

 “Hello!” Bruce has a vapid smile on his face that makes Marinette’s cat side want to shove him backwards… off a pier into the water. “This is a nice shop!” Marinette smiles.

 “Why thank you! We have a lovely collection of books or teas or crystals for all your needs!” Marinette’s smile turns mischievous, the woman unable to help it. “Tim, why don’t you help Jason out?” Tim squeaks, eyes wide and blushing but nods and scurries over to help the boy. Bruce’s face changes to highly amused at that. 

 “You’re a little mean.” It’s not his vapid voice and Marinette likes it better. 

 “Only for his own good.” Marinette snickers. “And my amusement.”

 The two men leave the shop after buying some books and teas Marinette says help improve sleep- and helps increase healing though she doesn’t tell them that. Tim is a blushing mess and Marinette and Trixx have blackmail.

-0-

  Bruce makes a point to go to the shop when he can with Jason, who protests a little. He’s thirteen and the kid with the crush is eleven. It’s weird, okay?

 “It’s not that-“ Bruce tells him. “The tea they gave us had magical properties. I’m curious about them.” And Jason’s face was cute when realized Tim had a crush. He looked so lost.

 He isn’t to worried about the magic. Showing it to Zantanna resulted in her saying he most likely had a pair of kind witches who might not even know they were magic in Gotham. 

 He just finds it funny Jason seems to not know how to act around Tim.

-0-

 At night, Marinette swaps out the Miraculous from time to time and runs with her Kit- the boy protesting along the way. 

 Stopping so he could take photos, Marinette sits down on the roof’s edge, smiling. 

 “... uhhh what’s going on?” A voice asks and Marinette turns to see Batgirl staring at her. Kit is busy taking photos on the other side so Marinette just smiles.

 “Hello- I used to be Ladybug but had to go on the run. No one would bother looking for me here.” Marinette shrugs, her instincts saying it’s safe.

 “... the Parisian hero?” Asks Batgirl, sitting down next to her. “... you look like a Bee.”

 “I’m the Guardian of the Miraculous Box. I keep them all safe and sometimes they want to be used…” Marinette shrugs. “... my apprentice has a crush on Robin and likes to take photos. He’s adorable.” Bargirl looks and spots the small fox boy, grinning herself.

 “Oh, that’s cute.” The young woman smiles. “... how old are you?”

 “Old enough,” Marinette replies. She knows she’s about three years older then Batgirl thanks to Tim’s words. She stands and stretches. “I’m going to go grab the Kit. You can tell Batman and Robin. I’ll get more amusement when Robin catches Kit.”

 “... take pictures?”

 “Oh, I will.”

 -0-

 “So Ladybug has come here to be safe?” Bruce asks Barbara who nods.

 “Yeah- she has an apprentice now. They run across the rooftops and apparently the apprentice likes photography. He takes photos of some nightlife… may even have a crush on one.” Jason whines at that and Barbara cackles while Bruce looks amused. 

 She hasn’t been around much. Loyalty to her boyfriend in the face of the boy who replaced him. But… Jason is a good kid. 

 She also wants to see where this goes. It promises to be utterly hilarious after all.

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[euthymiaei]

Gibbs- You’ll Be Fine

! Gif not mine !

Word Count: 1324

Warnings: Mentions of abuse (I think that’s it)

Requested by: Anon :)

Prompt:  *Can you write something with a probie and dad figure Gibbs including the line "I really don't want to bother you but can I stay the night?" Or "This is as brave as I know how to be."*

Friendly reminder that this is a Dad Gibbs fic so don’t come for my head!

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Working with NCIS was never easy. Cases could run for days or they could last for a few hours. Nonetheless, they were tricky. You were the probie of the team, as Tony like to constantly point out, so naturally, people assumed that you would be a softie. Oh boy were they wrong. Every time a hard case came around, you were the strongest person to deal with it. Next to Gibbs, of course. But this case was different. It hit way too close to home. At the moment, you were looking for a nineteen-year-old guy who had given the team the slip. When you learned about the case, you knew you were going to get a bit emotional about it. The kid was running away from his abusive mother and had gotten stirred up in some trouble. Really big trouble. And it reminded you of your past.

“Hey, you good?”  Gibbs was standing in front of your desk, looking down at you with concern.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Why?”  You looked up at him.

“Cause, you were staring at the picture of the kid for the last 10 minutes.”  He put his hand on your shoulder in a comforting way.

“Oh! I didn’t even notice. Sorry.”  You smiled at him but you could tell that he wasn’t convinced.

“Boss! We’ve got something!”  Tony came bursting in suddenly with a very irritated McGee following behind him.

“What is it?”  Gibbs walked over to them.

“So we were thinking, where would a kid running from his mom go? But then we thought, where would he go if he was in trouble and couldn’t go home? And then-“

“Get on with it DiNozzo!”  You shouted at him as you stood up.

Everyone looked at you. It was normal for you to get irritated with Tony, hell, everyone gets irritated with Tony, but it wasn’t normal for you to snap at him. Even Gibbs was in shock.

“I-right ok, we found the kid. He’s hiding at his dad’s place.” Tony mumbled and Gibbs nodded.

“Ok. DiNozzo, McGee and Ziva, me and you.”  He pointed at you and you grabbed your stuff.

“You wanna talk about that?”  Gibbs asked you as he started driving to the address on your phone.

“Nope.”

“Ok.”

The rest of the drive was in silence. Gibbs didn’t ask anymore questions and you were grateful for that. You didn’t really feel like talking about the past. It was something that you had spent your whole life trying to forget.

“Ready?”  Gibbs looked over at you as he parked the car.

“Yeah.”  You grabbed your gun and got out of the car.

“Ok, you guys take the front, Y/N and I have the back.” Gibbs led you to the back of the house and you waited for the others to be in position.

“3...2...1!”

At his count, both teams burst into the house. There was no one on the main floor so Tony’s team went upstairs to clear the rooms.

“No signs of struggle.”  You mumbled as you walked around the main floor.

“Gibbs! Up here!”  Tony called out. You and Gibbs ran upstairs and into the second bedroom.

The kid was sitting on the floor, curled up and...scared. It gave you flash backs of your own life. You stumbled back and Gibbs grabbed your arm gently.

“You ok?”

You nodded but couldn’t say anything. The flashbacks were flying at you and you couldn’t take it. You didn’t want anyone to go through what you went through.

“What should we do boss?”  Tony asked as he lowered his gun.

“Let me talk to him.”  You said to Gibbs and he nodded.

“Everyone out!” The team left the room and you slowly made your way to the kid.

“Hey. How are you feeling?”  You asked him softly.

“I don’t know.”  He looked up at you and you could see how broken he was.

“Well, let’s talk about it. Why did your dad tell you to stay with your mom?”  You sat down across from him.

“How did you know that?”

“My dad did the same thing.”

“Yeah but was your mom abusive?”

“Yeah, she was. And an alcoholic. Wonderful combination.”

The kid looked at you and decided that he could trust you. You could see it in his eyes, he was ready to tell you everything.

“Dad said it would be easier for me if I went to live with my mom after the divorce.”

“But it wasn’t.”  You replied and he nodded.

“So how did you get stirred up in a murder?”  You hoped that you weren’t jumping straight to the question.

“I made some friends who said that they were going through the same thing as me. They were lying, I see that now. They’re the ones who murdered the officer guy.”  The kid handed you a piece of paper that was folded neatly.

“What is this?”  You asked as you opened it.

“List of names of the people.”

“Thank you. Would you mind coming with us? We’re going to keep you away from these people until we catch them.”  You stood up and waited for him.

“Sure.”  He stood up and followed you back downstairs.

“Good?”  Gibbs asked you as you met up with the team outside.

“Good.”

He nodded and everyone got back into their cars and made their way back to the office. You continued talking to the kid as Gibbs drove back. He was actually really nice and incredibly smart.

When you got back to the office, you had let the kid stay with Abby because he showed an interest in forensic science and Abby was a nice person. It only made sense. After showing Gibbs the paper, the rest of the case was fairly simple. It was surprisingly easy to find the rest of the guys and arrest them. The case was closed and the kid was sent back to his father’s house. It was better that way.

“Well, goodnight everyone!”  You smiled and waved at the team as you left.

It was one hell of a day and all you wanted to do was take a shower and go to sleep. But after your shower, you found yourself wide awake. No matter what you tried to do, you just couldn’t fall asleep. You eventually decided that this wasn’t going to work. You grabbed your jacket and got in your car, making your way to Gibbs’ house.

“Gibbs?”  You called out as you went down to the basement.

“Y/N? What’s up?”  He looked up from the little piece of wood he was working on.

“I...I really don’t want to bother you but do you think I could stay here for the night?”  You asked him quietly and he nodded.

“Yeah, of course. This has to do with the case, doesn’t it?” He took off his goggles and walked over to you.

“Yeah, it does.”  You frowned slightly.

“Now, do you wanna talk about it?”  He sat down beside you.

“Everything that kid had gone through...I went through it too. That’s why I was so shocked earlier.”  You whispered this as you had never told anyone before.

“Look Y/N, I’m here for you. If you need to cry, cry. If you need to beat something up...I’m willing to just stand around like a dummy for you.”  He wrapped his arm around your shoulder in a comforting way and you leaned into him.

“Thanks Gibbs.”  You smiled and slowly started to fall asleep.

Gibbs watched you as you fell asleep. A single tear fell and his heart broke. He wanted to make sure you were safe. If no one in your past could do it, he would be the person in your future to be there for you. He swore on his life that he wouldn’t let anyone hurt you. And you felt safe with him. You felt like you could tell him everything. He was like the guardian angel that you needed.

[salthaven]

Make a Change P6

Part Six

    Marinette is beaming as she walks home, and she’s all too happy to tell Tikki about her day (even though Tikki was right there with her the whole time).

    “And then it caught on fire! And Claude was just laughing like a mad scientist, it was amazing!”

    Tikki giggles with Marinette. “I’m glad that you had such a wonderful first day, Marinette.”

    “Me too. I was worried that it’d be difficult to switch schools, but I’ve already met some really great people, and they seem to like me, too!”

    “They do!” Tikki reassures, then lets out a small peep before diving into the bluenette’s purse. Confused, Marinette looks up.

    Her day gets a little bit worse, because her old best friend, Alya, is waiting outside of the bakery.

    Alya spots her a second after Tikki is hidden away, and Marinette can see the guilty frown on her face. She wonders, briefly, what happened in the one day Marinette’s been gone.

    She doesn’t have to wait to find out.

    “Mari!” Alya shouts, racing to reach Marinette. But when she reaches the designer, she hesitates, arms extended but not pulling Marinette into a hug. Instead, she retracts her arms, pulling them to her chest.

    So something did happen. Marinette feels wary, and takes a small step back.

    Alya notices, and the guilt in her expression worsens.

    “Mari, I just wanted to say I am so sorry. I should’ve listened to you about Lila, she’s an awful liar who needs to be taken down and-”

    “What did she do?” Marinette interrupts with a sigh, and that seems to confuse Alya.

    “You- you’re not upset?”

    “Why would I be? I knew she’d keep lying. But what did she do?”

    “She claimed that she was Rena Rouge.”

    Marinette feels disappointment and bitterness run through her veins. Because of course that’s why Alya finally believes that Lila is a liar. Because of course Marinette’s constant comments and truths weren’t enough. Because of course it only mattered when it involved Alya’s secret identity.

    Really, she should have known.

    (The joke really is on them, Marinette decides, because Rena Rouge is permanently retired as of the past weekend. So neither is the Fox heroine.)

    Realizing that she should be reacting, Marinette rolls her eyes. “Wow, she really went all out, didn’t she? But Alya?”

    “Yeah, girl?” Alya asks, eyes filled with confusion. She doesn’t understand Marinette right now, it’s obvious.

    (Marinette wonders how much Alya ever understood her. She doesn’t want to know the answer, she feels like she’ll be even more disappointed.)

    “Where’s your proof?”

    “What?!”

    “I mean, sure, I wouldn’t believe that Lila is Rena Rouge, because Lila is nothing like a hero should be, but how did you figure it out?”

    “Because, uh, Rena and Carapace are in love!”

    “And how do you know that?” Marinette raises an eyebrow. “It’s not like they ever announced it.”

    “They told me! I just didn’t post it!”

    “Oh, so you won’t post something heroes willingly tell you, but the kiss between Ladybug and Chat Noir from when they had no memories is something that should definitely go on your blog?”

    (Yes, she’s still upset about it. Chat hadn’t dropped the idea for weeks.)

    Alya has the sense to wince at Marinette’s words, but then she glares at Marinette. “Why are you so upset over this? Shouldn’t you be happy? I know she’s a liar, girl, and we can call her out for all of her lies now! Nino knows, too, so he’s on our side. I’m sure, together, we can get Adrien to believe us, and then they all will.”

    “Oh, Adrien knows.” Marinette shrugs, but she sees how shock runs through Alya.

    “What?! What do you mean he knows already?”

    “He knew from the beginning. Because remember when you, the reporter, asked me for proof? Remember how I admitted the fact that I followed Adrien, and saw Lila claiming she was a hero, and then Ladybug herself came out of the trees to call Lila a liar. Do you remember how you and Nino immediately jumped on my case for stalking him, but not paying a single thought to the main point of the story, which was my proof?”

    Alya nods, cringing as she recalls the day. “Yeah. I’m so sorry, girl, I-”

    “Didn’t even pay attention to the fact that Adrien was there? Because he was, and if you had asked him, he wouldn’t have lied to you. He may have tried to convince you that it didn’t matter, that lies don’t hurt anyone, but he would’ve told you the truth in private. But you didn’t care about the truth, did you? You just cared about what sounded best.”

    “Hey!” Alya shouts, enraged. “That was uncool! What’s gotten into you, girl? I would’ve thought you’d be jumping over the moon! I mean, come on! We know she’s a liar, and there’s no way Adrien would ever date a liar.”

    Marinette sees red, and has to take a deep breath before responding. She is not getting Akumatized over something so petty. “Alya, I’m done.”

    “What?”

    “I’m done, Alya. I’m done caring about Lila. I’m done caring about the fact that you never believed me about Lila, but only believe it because of your obsession with the heroes. I’m done caring about the class, because they stopped caring about me. I was alone, and hurt, and all of you blamed me for my feelings. You pinned it on jealousy, Alya. And you’re still pinning this on jealousy. But you can believe whatever you want, because I’m not there. I’m not there, and I have no reason to care what you guys think about me anymore. I have no reason to worry about what Lila does, or who Adrien dates. I’m out.” The words hurt to say, but Marinette forces them out. Because it’s the truth, no matter how much she used to believe otherwise. 

    Alya reels back from Marinette’s words. “You- you don’t care?”

    “What good would it do? I’d just be disappointed.”

    “But what about the class? We’re all your friends, we care about you!”

    “No, you don’t. You guys were all too willing to believe lies about me, to hate me, over things that I’d never do. Stealing? Cheating on exams? Pushing a girl down the stairs? Really, the fact that they believed it all is proof that they didn’t truly care about me or know me.”

    “But- but what about me? I believed you, girl!”

    “For once. That’s the first time you were on my side since Lila came. You do realize that, right?”

    Alya sputters, then smirks. “And what about Adrien? You’re head over heels for him, I doubt changing schools would change that!”

    Marinette sighs, then admits, “I’m moving on.”

    “What? How?!” Alya gapes, as if Marinette had just slapped her.

    Marinette shrugs, glancing at the school. She sees Adrien and Kagami walking to a waiting car, fencing must be over.

    She threw out his schedule Friday night, so she has no clue what he’s doing. It feels...good. Relieving.

    “I don’t want to date someone who tells me to hide my feelings. I don’t want to love a guy who thinks keeping the bully’s feelings first, and the victim’s second, is the right thing to do. I don’t want a guy who won’t protect me like I’d protect him.” 

Marinette continues staring at the car. Adrien looks up. Marinette can’t read the expression on his face. 

She looks away. “So I’m moving on from him.”

Alya deflates, eyes saddening. “So you’re...you’re just leaving us all? That’s it? No second chances, no forgiveness?”

    “I’ve given second chances. And thirds. And fourths. I can’t keep doing this to myself, I can’t keep setting myself up for inevitable failure. So I’m giving up, I’m quitting, I’m walking away from whatever this class has become. Because it’s not good for me to care anymore. Because my new school has people who actually care about me as a person and not a means to an end, or whatever you all saw me as.”

    Alya sniffs, and Marinette can see tears. Her heart lurches, but she doesn’t move to comfort her now ex-best friend. She can’t keep doing this.

    “I- I see. I’m sorry we made you feel that way…” Alya looks away, hugging herself. “Does this mean I’ll never see you again?”

    Marinette knows she should say yes, that she wants Alya out of her life. But despite everything, she still latches onto the memories of the past, of when she believed the class cared about her and was on her side.

    “I’m sure we’ll see each other sometimes,” She says instead, trying to be consoling. “We may not be...friends, anymore, but we aren’t enemies.”

    Alya flinches, then nods, swiping at her eyes. “Of course. Gotcha. I, um, I gotta go. Babysitting.” Then she runs off. 

    Marinette doesn’t call her out for the lie. It doesn’t matter, anyways.

~~~~~

At last, I have returned! Here’s some salt, thanks for coming!

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Marinette could honestly say she hadn’t been this relaxed since before she became Ladybug. She was leaning against Chloe as they sat on the couch while Selina asked them and Luka questions about themselves. At least when she and Damian weren’t trading barbs. It was so… normal in a way. She didn’t have to worry about saying the wrong thing and outing herself. She wasn’t waiting for the next Akuma attack or worrying about keeping everyone around her calm so they weren’t the next victim. She wasn’t hiding anything from the people in this room and that made all the difference.

“Oh I assure you there is nothing more entertaining than watching Tim try and explain a cold case to the toaster at three in the morning.” Selina’s eyes were shining with repressed laughter but Damian rolled his eyes.

“If by entertaining you mean pathetic. But if that’s your gauge for entertaining I vote the time Todd shot himself because he was doing target practice and forgot to switch out his rubber bullets with live ammo.”

“I think I missed that one.”

“I still have the tape if you want to watch. Watching him fire off five rounds and then scream like a little girl as they come back at him is well worth the time.” Selina was still laughing when there was a knock at the door.

“It’s probably Daddy coming to lecture me about something.” Chloe sounded resigned and Marinette’s temper flared.

“I’ll handle it. He won’t risk pissing off Bruce Wayne’s fiance.” Selina jerked the door open before blinking in surprise at the person on the other side. “Can I help you?”

“I’m here to talk to Chloe.” Marinette looked at Chloe in confusion and saw a matching, slightly more pissed off, expression as she recognized Adrien’s voice. As far as she knew they hadn’t talked since Chloe transferred. When Selina looked back and raised an eyebrow Chloe hesitated before nodding. Marinette could feel the tension radiating off of her. Adrien stepped past the woman and stopped immediately. It was obvious he hadn’t expected so many people.

“What do you want Agreste?” The open hostility in her tone caused Marinette to wince. Even if it was his own actions that ultimately led to the rift she still felt bad that she was the focal point that made them both lose their oldest friend.

“Can we talk in private?” He wouldn’t look anyone in the eye and his tone was off. Chloe must have heard it too.

“Anything you have to say to me can be said in front of everyone here.” He looked like he was going to argue, but ended up letting out an irritated sigh.

“Fine. I need your help to get in contact with Ladybug.” Marinette tensed and she felt Chloe’s arms tighten around her.

“Absolutely not.” Adrien actually glared at her.

“Why do you want to contact Ladybug?” He transferred his glare to her and Marinette could feel a growl starting in Chloe’s chest. She pinched the other girl’s arm as a warning. She had no idea who Chat Noir had been and Marinette didn’t want to risk Adrien recognizing Plagg’s influence.

“It’s personal.” Marinette actually shuddered. She honestly didn’t think she could deal with him coming on to her without physically assaulting him at this point.

“If you won’t say what you want I’m not going to bother Ladybug about it. She’s got more than enough to deal with without your nonsense.” Chloe’s imperious tone was a front and Marinette studied Adrien as he pouted at the floor. It wasn’t what she expected though she couldn’t say exactly why.

“Look, I get that you all hate me because my father turned out to be Hawkmoth.”

“No one here hates you because of that Adrien.” She tried to make her voice gentle but she could hear the strain in it.

“No, we hate you because you are a self serving asshole with no real concept of empathy.” Everyone in the room frowned at Damian. He wasn’t wrong, it was just a bit hypocritical for him of all people to be pointing that out.

“I need to talk to Ladybug to see if she can help my mother. For some reason when Nathalie told her about my father she forgot to mention that my mother was never actually missing. She’s in a secret room, in a coma because of the Peafowl Miraculous. She only told me after she was certain Father wasn’t going to get out on bail.” He mumbled the words to the floor and just about everyone inhaled sharply at the information. Yeah, all she’d told them was that Gabriel was trying to get his wife back.

“So what, you think Ladybug will let you make the wish your father wanted?” Chloe sounded more confused than hostile at least.

“No. I’m well aware she won’t risk that. She might be able to help her though since it was a Miraculous that caused the damage. That or she might know someone who can. Either way I have to try.” He sounded so… lost. For all he’d made her life miserable, on both sides of the mask, she couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. He’d lost everything.

“We’ll make sure your message gets to her.” Marinette felt Chloe tense behind her again and started rubbing soothing circles into her forearm. This was something she needed to do, and not for Adrien. The truth was that Mme. Agreste didn’t deserve to continue to suffer because of the things her husband or son did.

“Thank you. And Damian could you have your father contact me when it’s convenient?” Damian just scowled at him.

“Why?”

“My mother was never declared legally dead and she has her own shares in Gabriel. Given everything, if she wakes she’ll likely want to sell them. If she doesn’t they’ll go to me and I certainly don’t want anything to do with the company.”

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Alya salt Alya married Nino at 19 after high school and had a kid but after a year they divorce bc of Lila. 18 years later Alya (time hasn't been too kind to her) is walking around Paris looking for a good story, sees Nino in a red carpet event and beside him is a 36 year old Marinette who looks no older than 26 with a 19/20 year old girl who turns out to be her daughter who was adopted by Mari once she married Nino a year after he divorced Alya and her daughter calls her out in front of paps.

I love me some Ninette

---

"Alya-"

"No, Nino, I'm done!" Alya snapped slapping her husband's hands away, a snarl clear in place. "You cheated on me, so you don't get to talk!"

"I didn't cheat on you!" In the next room, their newborn daughter was crying from the screaming. "Alya, Stella is a girl I work with! She's a fellow DJ, but she's ace! She has no interest in me whatsoever!"

"Like ace is an actual thing." Alya snorted scornfully, crossing her arms, her eyes narrowed. "Lila told me she saw you two kissing. I am your WIFE! I should be your first priority, not some hussy!"

"Lila?! You are still listening to Lila?! Did you learn nothing in collège?! Lycée?!" Nino thundered out, the crying in the other room getting worse. He tried to get himself to calm down by breathing out through his nose. "Get the hell out."

"What?" Alya sounded scandalized, before poking him hard in the chest. "You can't give me out of our apartment-"

"MY apartment!" Nino snapped back, pushing her hand away, before grabbing her arm and dragging her towards the door. "You don't pay for a single thing here, you can't keep a single job because of the tarnished reputation you caused yourself from believing in Lila!"

Nino shoved his wife out of the apartment and shut the door after her, locking it swiftly. He ignored the banging and screaming from the other side, instead running into the bedroom, scooping his wailing daughter into his arms.

"It's okay, starlight, it's fine.." He whispered as he rocked her, holding her close to his chest. "No one will hurt you, you'll be safe."

---

It had been a rough divorce. Alya had tried to get half of everything he owned, but her relentless screaming and cursing made the judge rule in his favour.

But what really egged him was that she never asked for custody of their daughter. Nino had known Alya hadn't been exactly thrilled at being a mother at nineteen, but no one was! No one was ready for that kind of responsibility, but he had vowed to stay with her, that he'd love both of them, he'd provide the best that he could. And he had, he was taking off as D J, his music was already getting huge hits and he was even getting revenue from his songs.

But that never seemed to be enough for Alya. She was blacklisted from most major news agencies, but never held any job she got for long. It was all because she was jealous of the grand things Lila said she had.

Lila. Fuck, Nino hated that woman. She had been the source of all of this. He remembered when Lila had first met his daughter. She had not so subtly said that now Alya's life was over with a baby, and it was a pity she hadn't aborted their daughter when she'd had the chance. Nino had screamed at her and had banned her from the apartment. But Alya kept going out and meeting her, eating up her bullshit.

Perhaps he was better off without Alya. Nino sighed and he walked through the city park, carrying little Daphné in her stroller. He had wanted out of that apartment, out of the place where he and Alya had planned their life together.

He was nineteen and already divorced. How sad was that?

"Nino? Nino Lahiffe?" The voice broke Nino out of his thoughts and his gaze settled on a young woman not standing far from him. Her large blue eyes met his, and he felt a tug of familiarity. "I can't believe it! Nino, it's so good to see you!"

Marinette. It was Marinette. The sight of her brought a smile to his face. She rushed over to hug him, but stopped sort when she saw Daphné.

"Oh! Is she yours?" Marinette cooed, looking so amazing with her dark hair pinned up and a pale rose pantsuit. She looked to well out together, the complete opposite of how he was feeling.

"Yeah. This is Daphné. Daphné, meet Marinette. I've known her since I was a kid." Nino smiled down at his daughter. He knew she couldn't quite understand him yet, but he liked to be polite afterall.

"Oh Nino, she's precious! Where's Alya at?" He saw the hesitation in her eyes when she asked that question, but she too had been raised to be polite.

"She..." Nino's voice trailed off before he cleared his throat. "She left me. She's not in our lives anymore."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Marinette instantly took his hand in her own and squeezed it. "If you ever need anything, I'm here, Nino! Don't hesitate to call me."

And he knew by looking at her, she meant it.

---

In the three weeks, Marinette came by every day to help the best she could. And she was the best Nino has ever seen work with kids.

It took a few months before Nino could get up the courage to ask Marinette out on a date. He took her to a nice restaurant. He learned that she was about to launch her own brand, thanks to the help of Audrey Bourgeois.

He soon gained traction with his music. He even managed to film a few short films, when Marinette could baby sit for it.

It took him a year to finally kiss Marinette. She tasted so sweet.

It took him a month after that for them both to say 'I love you'.

It took him two years to ask her to marry him. She, of course, said yes.

Marinette's brand took off, Nino's music and directing was a hit. They were content, with their beautiful daughter, Daphné.

---

Alya scowled as she checked her phone. Why the hell wasn't Lila texting her back? She had promised Alya tickets to this premiere.

At the age of thirty eight-thirty, Alya still had little to no patience. And very little in ways of reining in her temper. Not that she really had to for anyone; her family wouldn't talk to her, neither would any of her old friends. All of the jobs she got were so jealous of her, they always found faults in her and fired her.

Whatever. She'd make it big. When she heard about this new upcoming director, she knew she had to try and score an interview for the blog she still kept. Then people would be begging to hire her.

But Lila never replied.

With a huff of frustration, Alya adjusted the tight black dress she wore. It was from when she was nineteen, but she was blind to it being far too small, it hugging her body in a very unflattering light.

She pushed her way through the crowd lining one side of the red carpet before the theatre. She glared at one of the security guards keeping her behind the velvet rope, before taking out her phone. She just had to get an interview!

She watched as the actors in the movie strode by. She called out their names, but didn't get a response.

Then the director stepped out from a stretch limousine. And Alya felt her heart skip a beat.

Nino looked so handsome. So tall and professional in his suit. With a stunning woman on his arm, dressed in a floor length, body hugging gown. She looked perfect, and it made Alya's jaw clench in jealousy.

She recognized the woman. It was Marinette. Of course it was Marinette, it was always Marinette, the liar...

Her heart stop at the next person to leave the limo. A young woman with long, dark wavy hair and golden eyes. She looked to be in her late teens, and beamed at her parents with obvious joy.

"D- Daphné!" The name was out of Alya's mouth before she realized. Her daughter's golden eyes landed on her birth mother and her brows drew together in confusion, no recognition flashing in them.

"Daphné, hurry up, we can't be late!" Marinette had stopped with Nino, and was smiling brightly at her daughter.

"Coming Maman!" Daphné rushed over to catch up, and the family of three posed for a few pictures, before heading inside.

And Alya stood there, shellshocked. And she stood there, even when everyone left. Even when the movie started inside. Even when it began to rain. And she began to cry.

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