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Even When the Last Petal Falls

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"A purple rose?" she asked, "Didn't know those existed."

He smiles at her curious look. 'She lights up at the smallest of things. It's adorable.'

"Well, they're usually a result of cross hybridization. This one however, is special," he explains.

"How so?"

"Remember this supposed myth on soulmates? How an eternal rose can grown from their love?"

She gapes at him, "You didn't."

"And if I did?" he raises an eyebrow teasingly.

She blinks. Turning back to look at the rose, she smiles.

"Then you're an idiot," she replies.

"Maybe," he says, "But I'm the idiot that's in love with you."

He grabs her chin to look at him.

"And I'll love you even when the last petal falls."

A/N

The last line means that he'll love her forever. Why? Cause it's an eternal rose, the petals don't fall. But if it were to do so, signifying the death of their love, he'll still love her.

Looking back I probably should've used "if" instead of "when" but I'm too lazy to change it.

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Drowning

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CW! Mild Panic Attack

Marinette runs away to the shadows as Batman chases her, streaks of dried up tears visible as she hides. She's frustrated, she's overwhelmed, she's… she's just very very tired. Everything finally caught up to her. Every degrading remark, every time someone brushes off her worries, every time someone drops a dozen more expectations on her.

She's exhausted.

She wants a break, she wants someone to understand, she wants for once… for someone to think of her, not her thinking of them. Is that really too much to ask? Is she being selfish? Is it selfish to want someone to see beyond that smile on her face there is a little girl begging, crying, shouting for help? Is it selfish that she wants someone to hold her while she cries? Is it selfish that she wants someone to make sure that she stays afloat? For someone to make sure she doesn't drown?

As she hides in the shadows, she curls into a ball, letting more and more tears flow down her eyes. Her sobs are soundless, hiding her emotions for anyone who couldn't see her.

Everything's just too much.

From having found out that her parents aren't biologically related to her, to the duties she needs to uphold as the guardian. From having to pick out new holders, to trying to please her newly found family. From trying to get them to accept her, to ignoring all the jabs she gets from her classmates.

She's just a kid.

She's just a little girl.

She shouldn't have to do this.

She shouldn't have to do any of this.

And as she cries and cries till she has no more tears, Batman is still roaming out on the roofs looking for the person that biologically is his daughter. A girl that was once again hidden from him. He didn't know what was going on. He didn't understand what happened. All he knew is that he was told, "Marinette is gone, we don't know where she is."

Now he's jumping over rooftops, looking for her.

The sounds of speeding cars and people trying to get home as quickly as possible fill his ears. He hears nothing that sounds like his daughter.

"Have you seen anything yet, Nightwing?"

"Unfortunately not," Nightwing replied with a sigh.

"Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, anything at your end?"

"Nothing," all three answered simultaneously.

Batman sighed as he leaped back up to search again. Just as he was going to leave his location, he spotted a pair of pink flats peeking out of a corner. He slowly walks towards them, careful not to make a sound. He soon sees his daughter curled up in a ball, head on her knees, fast asleep. Tears were still left on her face and it broke his heart to know that she was crying.

"I found her, heading back to the cave now," he informed the others.

He hears their acknowledgements and gently picks Marinette up. She stirs a little but soon falls back asleep. He heads back to the cave trying not to wake her and when he gets there, he immediately goes to her room and tucks her in. He hurries to change and comes back a few minutes later as Bruce Wayne.

Bruce sits on the foot of the bed, looking at his daughter intently. She looks so peaceful. Without him realising it, he lays down right under her feet and soon sleep overtakes him as well.

Early in the morning, Bruce wakes up first. He stretches a bit, his back sore from sleeping in an uncomfortable position. He decides to sit near Marinette's head, stroking her hair while he waits for her to wake up. And soon enough, she starts to stir.

"Bruce?" she says.

The man in question smiles, "Hey Mari, you gave us quite a scare last night."

Marinette hides her face, cheeks turning red in shame.

Bruce notices this, "You want to talk about it? I'm here to listen, Mari."

Marinette feels tears pool up in her eyes again, but this time, someone pulls her in for a hug.

"Let it out, sweetheart," Bruce comforts, "I'm here."

"E- everything's just- too much…" Marinette says softly between sobs.

"Yeah?"

"Everyone expects me to be either one thing or another. I can't seem to find a way to keep everyone happy- I just can't! Everyday is just more expectations while fulfilling all the other ones before. Everyday is just a new problem after the next. When can I rest? When can I just be happy without having to worry about people hating me for it. When can I stop worrying over people leaving me for something I didn't do…"

"Oh sweetheart…" Bruce says softly, "I can't say anything for anyone else but you will always have me. I know I'm not the best father, but I'm here, I'll always be here. I won't say I don't have any expectations for you, but I would never hate you if you couldn't fulfill them, I wouldn't be disappointed either. Because I know you tried."

"Marinette, sweetheart, you're an incredibly hard working person, you always try your best, and that's really all I ask of you. Try your best, the results don't matter. What I expect of you isn't anything you need to feel obliged to complete. Also never, I mean never, be afraid to ask for help. Whether it's for opinions, advice, or assistance, I'm open. My doors won't ever be closed for you. Okay, darling?"

Marinette glances up at the man who holds her. She searches his face for any sign of a lie, any sign of insecurity on his face. Yet, she finds none. All that was written was genuine love and concern. Hesitantly, she leans into his touch, sniffling from crying earlier. She smiles a bittersweet smile.

"Thanks, Dad. I mean it."

Bruce stiffens in surprise at the title but Marinette seems too tired to realise. He holds her tighter in his grasp, holding on as if she'll disappear if he doesn't. He smiles.

"Of course, sweetheart, anytime."

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This is a vent fic if you couldn't tell. Anyway, wrote a fic cause I didn't want to post a note only. I'm taking a break from writing. School is just really overwhelming me and everyone's expectations aren't helping. Especially since now I'm apart of the new School Organization ad the secretary. It's a lot and I really need a break. Hope you understand. Love you all! Thanks for your support

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Mominette Month 2021 Day 04: Family Dinner Masterlist

Dinner was scarcely a peaceful time. The kids often bickering amongst themselves all the time. This night however, everyone was just exhausted. It had been a busy day for them all. That’s why Bruce clearing his throat slightly startled them.

“So,” he said, “Marinette and I wanted to ask you kids something.”

Everyone at the table turned to listen. Quite a lot of people were there. The boys - Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, and Duke - and the girls - Barbara, Cass, and Steph. Marinette held Bruce’s hand tightly, she could tell Bruce was trying to hide the fact that he was nervous. Keyword: trying.

“Boys, I want you to be my groomsmen,” Bruce stated. Marinette joined, opening her mouth, “And girls, be my bridesmaids?”

Dick as would be expected jumped up and screamed his answer, “Yes! Yes!”

He walked over to his adoptive father and gave the man a hug.

Jason was surprised. He didn’t expect that. He probably had the worst relationship with the man amongst everyone. He tried to hide his disbelieve but it was obviously not working. He turned to Bruce and just nodded. Damian and Tim tried to hide their excitement, but their joy was obviously written on their faces. If not on their lips, in their eyes. Steph, like Dick, jumped out of her seat and hugged her mother figure. “Yes!” she shouted, “I’m honored.”

Barbara and Cass smiled widely and joined in the hug. “I’d love to, Mar,” Barbara answered while Cass nods.

“This wedding is gonna be the best wedding of the century!”

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Mominette Month 2021 Day 03: Public Chaos Masterlist

It was Bruce and Marinette's 6th year anniversary. Bruce had taken her to the Wayne Botanical Garden for their date. They had met each other there when Marinette was looking for inspiration and Bruce came to check on things. Bruce had been intrigued by the designer's designs. One thing led to another and they started dating. Their date was simple, nothing too romantic. It was just dinner on one of the benches there, sitting together in each other's presence.

Marinette was wearing a white sundress. It's sleeves fell off her shoulders making her look elegant but still keeping it simple. The dress itself fell right above her knees and was a little bit longer on the back side. It was embedded with various patterns of flowers all around. Her date had on a casual white button up shirt completed with a pair of jeans.

Bruce could feel his nerves creep up on him as he reached for the small box in his pocket. Inside it was a gold ring, custom made by one of the best jewelers in Gotham. It was an infinity ring with a bat on one end, and a ladybug on the other. On the inner part was engraved the words "mon amour" in beautiful calligraphy, my love.

"Marinette," he said, catching her attention.

He stood up and came to stand in front of her. He fiddled with the box in his hands a bit before finding the right position to hold it and went down on one knee.

"When I met you here six years ago I could've never imagined that our future would turn out like this. I regret nothing approaching you and everyday I'm grateful that I did. You always managed to amaze me with everything you do. Everytime I think I know every part of you, you always show me there's more. The day I found out you started protecting Paris at thirteen, when I hadn't even started my training, my adoration skyrocketed despite the fact that I thought it couldn't go higher. You love the boys with such care that they view you like a mother. Now I ask, would you want to make it official? Would you do me the honor of being their mother, of being my wife?"

"Yes," Marinette replied softly between her cries of joy, tears were already spilling from her eyes.

Bruce smiled and placed the ring on her finger. He stood up and kissed her with a passion. The kiss felt familiar, but no less loving. They embraced each other for quite some time before their peace was cut short by the sounds of both their phones ringing.

The only notifications that can bypass the do not disturb settings both of them turned on were notifications from the boys. They looked at each other in confusion and Bruce opened his phone. He saw a notification from twitter. "@DickGrayson just tweeted" it said. He showed the notification to Marinette as he opened it.

Both their eyes widened in horror as they read it.

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Prettiest Wayne @DickGrayson Look at these two. Looks like Bruce finally got the guys to propose. [View image]

Damian @DamianWayne Replying to @DickGrayson Wrong account, Grayson.

I need coffee @TimothyDrake Replying to @DickGrayson The press is going to have a field day over this…

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A few seconds later, the tweet was deleted along with all its replies. Unfortunately both Bruce and Marinette knew that the news would reach the headlines tomorrow. The press only needs a second to gather up news like this, the tweet was posted for a full five minutes. That and the fact that #BrucinetteProposal was trending.

The two shared similar sighs and packed their items to head back to the manor. It was going to be a long night.

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Tim was already starting to get a hold of the situation when they got back. He was hunched over on his laptop looking more exhausted than normal. Marinette walked slowly over to him and took his laptop away from him. She sat next to him and ran her hand through his hair.

"Take a break, sweetie, we'll take it from here."

"But-"

"Nope, don't make me carry you to bed."

Tim reluctantly got up and headed to his room, stretching his arms as he walked.

"You know it's very unlikely that he will sleep right?" Bruce said, sitting down as well.

Marinette giggled, "Yeah, but he looked like he was about to pass out."

She sighed and leaned back.

"So, the situation? Are we just going to come clear to the press? Just announce we're engaged?"

Bruce seemed to think about it for a moment.

"I suppose that's ok, we'll just keep our wedding date a secret, it's not like we discussed when our wedding is going to be held anyway."

The couple smiled at each other and just sat there, cuddling in silence. A couple of minutes later, Dick walked in, a guilty look on his face. When Marinette noticed, she gestured for him to come over. Dick walked over slowly and joined them on the couch. Both Bruce and Marinette gave him a tight hug.

Everything's gonna be just fine

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Endearments

Mominette Month 2021 Day 02: Signs of Affection Masterlist

They say there are five love languages; words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, and physical touch. Each person has their own way to show their affection, ways you won't understand until you get to know the person. When it comes to her boys, Marinette can read them like a book.

Damian Wayne, the youngest.

Damian’s love language, like Tim’s, is quality time. Again, his mother and grandfather most definitely has a large impact on that fact. He loves the fact that someon is spending their time with him without any reason. Back when he was in the league, the only time his mother and grandfather would spend some time with him was during training sessions.

One of his favorite activities is baking with Marinette. Even if half of the time his brothers would be there and mess things up, the warmth of making something (quite literally, ovens are hot, let me tell you) together always makes him happy. He does enjoy the nice time he has baking with Marintte only, sometimes Alfred, things actually get done and it’s not even messy.

Solving cases with Tim is nice too, not that he’ll ever admit that. Despite his claims, he does enjoy spending time with his brothers. When Dick would drag them out together, or when Jason would softly read to him. He likes the times his father would just walk into whatever room he was in and just sit in silence.

Tim Drake, second youngest, second middle.

Tim’s love language is quality time, his neglectful parents certainly had a large impact on that fact. Spending time with someone makes him feel appreciated, it’s nice to know that someone wants to do so. He’d most often sit around in the living room when Alfred is cleaning, comfortable silence surrounding them with the occasional questions.

Sometimes when he’s working in his office, Marinette would purposely bring her sketchbook to the tower so they can work together. Tim adores those moments, to know that someone is there for the sole reason of spending time with him is a nice feeling. He’d glance at her every once in a while and smile. If they happen to turn to each other at the same time, they’d smile even brighter, sometimes laugh.

With his brothers, he most often spends quality time when they’re reading. All four of them just lounging in the library, reading different books. Sometimes Bruce and Marinette would join them. Alfred most definitely has pictures.

Jason Todd, second eldest, first middle.

Jason shows his affection through acts of service. The little things he'll do for his brothers, his father, and his mother, shows that. Often he will come across one of them tired and he'll make them a coffee, or if he finds them asleep he'll cover them with a blanket. He’ll never admit it, but his family knows, and he knows that they know.

“It’s a matter of pride,” he said once to Marinette, “I don’t really know why.” Like most of the other boys, he opens up to Marinette the most. I guess it’s just her motherly bond.

Sometimes, most times actually, Jason would help Mari carry bolts and bolts of fabric into her studio. Other times, he’d help her and Alfred in the kitchen. He would help Tim with cases and work, and help Dick after a fight with Bruce. He’d take care of Damian’s pets when he is away. He rarely helps Bruce, but he most definitely has done something for him.

Dick Grayson, the eldest.

Dick's love language leans heavily on physical touch as well. He has always been the best at stating his emotions (as best as a Wayne boy can be). If Marinette stayed in her studio for days, Dick would burst into her studio and just drag her over to the couch asking for cuddles.

On other days, he'd just come up to his mom and hug her from behind. Sometimes they'd chat while Dick had his head on Marinette's lap, sometimes they'd just sit in silence. His brothers don't seem to enjoy the sudden hugs though. Then again, they're all just on different levels of paranoia.

Marinette would often schedule family game nights, movie nights, and Dick would be the most ecstatic out of her four boys. Family movie nights were always going to be some sort of cuddle session. The rest of the boys would pretend to be annoyed but Marinette knows they're enjoying every second spent together.

Bruce Wayne, the father.

Bruce’s love language is physical touch. This man may seem all broody and dark, and he is, but he loves a good cuddle. After late patrols, Bruce's favorite thing is just to spoon his girlfriend. Bruce loves the feeling of knowing that his loved ones are nearby. He feels content knowing that they’re safe.

He’s most open about hugging Marinette more than anyone else. He loves his kids, he really does. It’s more because of the fact that he feels like he failed as a father. He has a multitude of arguments with Dick, Jason literally died, Tim has worked piled up for WE at a young age, and he didn’t even know Damian existed until he was ten years old.

The guilt he feels seems to only push him even farther away from getting to know his children. His children are all ready to get to know him and Marinette’s helping him work on that, slowly…

Alfred Pennyworth, the pseudo grandfather.

Alfred's love language is both acts of service and words of affirmation, his boys definitely needed the second one more. Being a butler to the Wayne family allows him to help them in a lot of ways. From as simple as making breakfast to fixing up their injuries, he's always been ready to help them.

After Martha and Thomas died, Bruce had it hard emotionally. Because the younger boys had been raised by Bruce part of their life, they managed to somehow adopt part of his lack of emotion. Alfred would be the one to help reassure them. Word after word Alfred would ground the boys back down to the earth.

With Marinette, he helps her out of her spirals, her flashbacks. She is incredibly stubborn when it comes to him doing things for her. Still, Marinette most likely has the best control of her emotions. She also manages to somehow see when he is tired, when he is reaching his limit, then again, she is partially magical.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng, the mother.

Marinette has the love language that completes the five in the family, gifts. She always likes to make custom items for people and give it to them, one of the reasons she decided to become a fashion designer. All of her boys have something custom she made them, more than one actually.

Being the mother, she also has words of affirmation as a love language. Her boys would often come to her when they feel down or need some advice, aside from Alfred of course. She's always there for them whenever they need her and she's willing to listen to them through.

She and Alfred make a great team keeping everyone grounded while simultaneously grounding each other.

Their life was not perfect, but it was happy and that's enough.

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Boxes

Mominette Month 2021 Day 01: Moving/New Home (alt) Masterlist

Marinette stares at the half empty room, boxes piled up near the entrance. She had been living in that house for years now, it’s quite terrifying how fast time flies when it wants to. She snaps out of her daze and continues to pack her sewing supplies into another box. She feels hands wrap themselves around her waist as someone hugs her from behind. That someone being her long term boyfriend.

“Bruce…” Marinette whines, “Let me finish packing…”

Bruce begrudgingly removes his hands and lifts the box Mari had finished packing, stacking it on the pile of boxes. Marinette giggles a little, it was adorable how even with the no nonsense vibe that rolls off him, Bruce can be quite the cuddler. Hearing her laugh, Bruce turns to his girlfriend. He smiles a rare smile, a genuine smile, at her before pulling her in for a kiss.

“Why do I have to walk in during the most unfortunate moments.”

The voice made them snap out of their stupor as they see Tim walk in to stack yet another box on the pile. The couple just laughs softly as they in gesture for Tim to join them in a hug. The boy walks towards them, accepting the invitation as he melts into their arms. The situation feels oddly domestic considering their hectic lives, both day and night.

The three other boys walk into the room a while after, Dick being the last.

“Group cuddle!” he shouted as he dragged Jason and Damian to join which resulted in Damian taking out his katana.

“Don’t you dare!” the youngest warned.

“Oh come on, Dames…” Dick said reaching to hug his brother.

Damian yelled, “Absolutely not!”

He runs out of the room with Dick chasing right behind him, the comfortable silence that loomed over a few minutes ago now replaced by chaotic shouting. Bruce sighed at their antics and Tim whined having found the silence and warmth comforting, and quite possibly because of the fact he hasn’t slept in over three days, now running purely on caffeine.

“We should probably finish packing up if we’re planning to move everything by tonight,” Bruce said through the loud noises his sons were making.

Marinette nodded, “We probably should.”

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Marinette thanks the moving people as they placed the last of her things in the manor. She didn’t have a lot of things, the boxes were mostly her clothes and sewing supplies. Her furniture, kitchenette, and a lot of other items are being donated to an orphanage since she doesn’t need them anymore.

She carries one of the boxes to a room that was to be her studio only to see her boys, all five of them, on the couch, fast asleep. Marinette smiles at the sight as she puts the box she was holding down to go and find a blanket. Once she obtains the blanket, she walks back to the living room and drapes the blanket over the sleeping boys.

Marinette smiles again and takes a quick picture before continuing her way to the studio. Once all her items were in the studio, after she finishes setting everything up, she walks into the living room again. All five boys were still sleeping peacefully on the couch.

“Would you like to have some tea with me, Ms. Marinette?” Alfred said gently as he entered the room, a fond smile on his face as he looks at his son and grandchildren.

“That would be lovely, Alfred.”

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𝓛𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓜𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓾𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓼 turned 1 today!

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I've been binge reading your works and I want to say that I love your ideas. I especially love "Save the super son"! I know it's been a while since you've added to this fic, but most of the interactions was with the JL or YJ so I want to ask, does Mari have friends in Paris? And if yes, how is their relationship with Aaron?

Uhhh... Anon I think you have the wrong author... I don't remember writing a story named "Save the super son" nor an OC named Aaron 😅