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lily-drake · 1 year
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The Demon’s Queen
Chapter Thirteen
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Marinette’s skin was buzzing, but for once it wasn’t in a bad way that was caused by poisons or getting her butt handed to her, though she was now lasting longer and longer on the mats.  No, it was something almost warm and inviting.  She had not been expecting Talia to have been so…understanding.  It was a welcoming difference, just not one she had been expecting.  
“Marinette.”  Talia began, her voice warm and sweet as honey.  “Follow me, I would like to see how well you have been able to keep up on your education studies.”  Marinette perked up at that, quickly following after the older woman.  While the boy had placed her in classes such as: War Strategy, Arabic lessons, and different “fundamental” type classes, she was sure that Talia would allow her to study something else.  
“Marinette, you are a healer.  Though my son understands the importance of this role, he does not fully recognize what it means to you.  You held the Ladybug Miraculous as another part of you for many years, so much so that I have seen the subtle hints of your power coursing through your blood when you battle.  However, you were also blessed by the Miraculous of Destruction as the Guardian of the box.”
“Why does that matter now?  Without my Miraculous I can’t use my magic.”  Marinette asked, pain hidden behind her stoic facade.
“And that my dear, is where you’re wrong.  You are the guardian, you do not need to hold the Miraculi in or hand to weild it’s power.”  Talia explained as she opened the doors to a large library she had never seen before.  “As you were exposed most to the powers of creation, your gifts will lie first and foremost in that of creation and healing rather than death and destruction.  And I assure you, that is not something that should be frowned upon in this line of work.”  
They walked past large shelves filled to the brim with scrolls and ancient tomes until they stopped in front of a shelf in one of the farthest corners of the library.  From the top of the shelf she polled out an ancient tome with no markings on it firm leather cover that could hint at what it was about, but Talia seemed to know what it was anyway.  “This, is my father’s research on past holders and the powers that they maintained long after use and loss of the Miraculi.  I think that you will find the information located in this book rather insightful.”  Marinette took the book, holding the ancient thing carefully as she hugged it close to her chest, as if that action alone would keep it safe.  Talia gave her a warm smile, and gently patted her head, ignoring the way Marinette ever so slightly leaned into the touch.
Marinette stared up at Talia, her blue eyes still unable to hide the questions and curiosity she tried to hide.  Though it was obvious that Marinette wanted to ask her something, she stayed silent.  Talia didn’t say anything either, waiting to see if the young woman would break or if she would hold herself back.
“Thank you Ma’am.  I will study this carefully.”  There it was.  Talia simply gave a light dip if her head before turning and escorting Marinette out of the room.  Talia watched as the young girl turned down the hall towards her quarters, and smiled.  Marinette’s steps barely made a sound.
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“What do you mean you can not take the box back?”  Damian seethed as he glared down at the three Guardians before him.  “Is it not your original responsibility to obtain and keep these jewels safe from others?”
“It is Demon’s Head, however the box no longer belongs specifically to me.”  Grand Guardian Su-Han stated calmly.
“Do you truly expect me to believe that you have no way to remove your curse from another yourselves?”  Damian demanded, leaning back against his throne.
“Not unless you wish for her memories to be completely erased.”  Damian kept his face passive though he was burning on the inside.  How was it that the only options here were for his protégé to either keep their curse or lose their memory of everything to be set free?!  While it was true Marinette losing her memory would make molding her far easier, he did not wish for her to lose what made her great; her intimate knowledge of battle and unwavering need to become better—even if the need was driven on an attempt to escape.
“If you can not fulfill this properly then I wish for you to renounce Marinette from belonging to your Order.  She belongs to The League of Assassins now and no one else.”  The guardians shared a look amongst the others before staring back at The Demon’s Head.  They did not want to give up one of their own, but if Damian was anything like Ra’s al Ghul, he would not hesitate to attack their temple.  If they had more time, they would be able to defend themselves from such an attack, but they were still recovering from their sudden return and thus were too weak.
“If we let you have the young Guardian, will you promise not to harm our sacred temple while we rebuild ourselves?”  
“Tt.  I am not as cowardice as to attack while you are defenseless without cause.  And I have no cause.”  Damian replied flippantly.
“Very well.  I, Grand Guardian Su-Han, relinquish my pupil Guardian Marinette Dupain-Cheng to her new mentor, The Demon’s Head, Damian al Ghul.”  There was an invisible power that hung in the air around them, swift and strong.  Nothing big happened, there was no light show, no gusts of wind, no strings of fate.  Yet, it was magically binding all the same.
“Your presence here is no longer required.  You will be allowed to safely travel back to your temple.  Now leave.”  Damian may not have been able to rid himself of the cursed box, but he no longer had to worry about The Order of the Miraculous trying to retrieve her.  He knew the power given over him didn’t do anything, it gave him no power, it was simply a promise that they would not interfere.  But it filled its purpose nonetheless.  
Damian watched the guardians bow before swiftly leaving the throne room in one smooth motion.  Once he was alone Damian slowly stood from his throne and walked back to his quarters.  
“Looks like your attempt to get rid of us didn’t work out too well, huh Kit.”  Plagg laughed as he flew into Damian’s hair as soon as his door shut.
“Poor Dami.”  Trixx mocked from the bookshelf.
“I normally like rich and powerful men”, Kaalki began, “but you are the one exception.”
Damian sighed in annoyance.  How Marinette handled the childish beings was beyond him.  Plagg laughed, rolling around his hair like a normal cat would do with catnip.  He watched from the corner of his eye as Tikki sat atop the doorframe, glaring down at him with hatefilled eyes.  She didn’t say anything, she didn’t need to.  Damian knew what she thought of him, and he knew that that opinion would not be changing anytime soon, Damian didn’t care.  
With one last sigh, Damian got ready for bed.  He had promised his mother that he’d take Marinette out to the village tomorrow, he’d need to be prepared in case she tried to run off.  And he had no doubt that she would try.
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blueberry-bubbles130 · 6 months
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Here's the artwork for the latest chapter of Orchids and Memories!
This is Chloe's transformation with Mortis. She has two names for when she's transformed with him. The name she choses is Argent Étoile which roughly translates to Silver Star. However when Mortis is in control and possessing her body he goes by Dauphin. You may be wondering why I chose Dauphin for this as it directly translates to dolphin. However in french history, for a decent stretch of time Dauphin was actually also a title for the crown prince. I chose the two seperate names as Chloe at this point is trying to keep some hope in her life, so she chooses Silver Star as stars are bright and she finds them beautiful so they give her some hope and she wants to try and spread that hope. However Mortis very much remembers the mid to late 1400s when his arguably most powerful vessel, in a fond light. So he chooses Dauphin to show off the power he has and control he has over the "vessels" who uses his powers.
This is why the outfit is more old fashioned as well. Because the original kwamii's in my fanfic have different rules for how they work and one of them is being able to more heavily influence the holders when transformed. So the outfit is Mortis's tastes and personality leaking through. The portrait in the bottom left corner is when Mortis is possessing Chloe.
Chloe's hair is supposed to be a light silver, bordering on white. But I was too lazy to do it properly.
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kris-creations · 3 months
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Here’s a piece I dedicate to @zoe-oneesama and her comic “Scarlet Lady”!
I can’t believe we’re nearing the ending! Congratulations to Zoe and thank you so much for making this series!
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gay-ghostwriter · 7 months
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I love the cunty little pose Viperion does in his transformation sequence, it’s perfect
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ruins-and-rewritez · 8 months
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I cannot get over how Kwamii like this axoltol on my new necklace looks and now allll I'm thinking about is Axoltol hero and what kind of swimmy powers would come with 😭
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fortuna-et-cataclysmos · 10 months
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Here comes the end to my mini Kwamiis Choice Fix-It saga! Better late than never eh? We were robbed of a Ladynoir goodbye in the show, so I fixed it for three chapters then my hand slipped and I wrote a canon divergence end to it oops!
Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. She stepped out of her purgatory and spoke: “Is it true?” Chat refused to turn to her. He continued gazing at the horizon’s golden glimmer. “Are you renouncing your miraculous?” The determination in Ladybug’s tone wasn’t strong enough to hide the disappointment behind it.  She took a step towards him and raised her hand to reach him despite the many meters that still separated them. Her hand froze in the air, suddenly the distance between them seeming insurmountable. She silently pulled it back. “I am.” Chat Noir turned to Ladybug with the tears pooling in his eyes.
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Meet the Shrek miraculous. It was formed at about 2am from a Maribat Shrek AU discussion. The third MGI civil war has officially started so let’s see how much content I’m able to knock out in a week!
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artidoesthings · 2 years
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Me and my friend are making our own ver of miraculous and its going,,, pretty good
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thebookworm0001 · 2 years
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catching up on miraculous ladybug since everyone’s chatting about the new season
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ravennm84 · 1 year
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Making Your Own Luck
Quick story I wrote while thinking of Plagg’s love of cheese, Tikki’s love of cookies, and the different ways we associate with good and bad luck. Sprinkle in a little Lila salt and you’ve got some wonderful brain candy to tide you over until the next story. Warm-Fuzzies and enjoy!!
There were more than a few abilities that kwamiis had that normally weren't used. Kaalki could improve her holder's horseback riding ability. Pollen could help flowers grow when she spent enough time in an area. 
Tikki's power over luck and good fortune was very well known. But it wasn't only her lucky charm, but her ability to take away luck. Now, this wouldn't give someone bad luck, that's Plagg's thing and had started the whole black cat crossing your path superstition. It would just set a person's luck to zero, and their actions afterwards would determine if it turned good or bad. This is where the concept of karma and the saying 'making your own luck' came from.
Normally, these were abilities that kwamiis kept to themselves or would become a side effect of being active for an extended period of time. Tikki was able to control that ability easily… until her holder came across that Italian rat, Lila Rossi. Oh, how she wished for the chance to reset that girl's luck and let karma determine her punishment. It would be so easy, just a second of physical contact and all her luck would disappear. Then everything she did would continue to build and grow, not that the little Goddess had to guess which way it would go.
 Then, one glorious Tuesday morning, Lila accused Marinette of stealing her orange pen. Tikki had been eating her blueberry and lemon curd macaron while reclining on a silk scarf when the girl snatched the purse she was in. Marinette tried to get it back, horrified when Lila opened the latch and shoved her hand inside. 
The purse jostled roughly to one side, causing Tikki's cookie to fall to the floor as the stolen pen slid out of the girl's sleeve and into the purse. What happened next occurred so quickly, that she would always claim, while ignoring Plagg's jokes and side eyes, that it was a complete accident. Tikki grabbed the pen, touching Lila’s fingers as she pushed away and fazed through the bottom of the purse. With all the chaos of Lila keeping the purse out of Marinette’s reach and Mme. Bustier, demanding that everyone calm down, no one noticed the kwamii fly under the desks, drop the pen under Lila’s chair, and return to Marinette to hide in her backpack. 
"...but she took my pen, I saw her put it in-"
"If that is the case, you tell me and I will handle it," Bustier said sternly, displeased that her lesson had been interrupted and her pregnancy hormones giving her a shorter fuse. "Give Marinette her purse back, now." She did, barely hiding her smirk. "Marinette, may I please take a look inside your purse?" 
Hands shaking from the adrenaline, having a flashback of the last time her bag had been searched, and worried about Tikki being found, Marinette wanted to say no. It was only when she spotted Tikki out of the corner of her eye, head poking out of her backpack and giving a reassuring nod, that she handed over her purse.
A few seconds later, Bustier handed the purse back and cast a disappointing scowl at Lila. "I believe you owe Marinette an apology." 
Shock broke through Lila’s façade as she sputtered. "But… but she took my favorite orange pen. I swear I saw-"
"Isn't this it?" Nathaniel asked, causing everyone to turn and see him pick the pen up from under their shared desk. 
Sputtering a bit more, Lila clenched her jaw before giving Marinette a terse "sorry" before stomping back to her seat. 
Plagg knew exactly what his Sugarcube had done, he'd felt the slight spike of power after the cookie had shattered on the floor and that brat had shoved her hand into Pigtail's purse. The embarrassment of apologizing in front of the class was just the start. He knew the girl wouldn't accept defeat so easily, and the consequences would keep growing. 
And he was not disappointed. 
Lila tried to trip Marinette in the cafeteria, and ended up stubbing her toe on a table leg hard enough to cry real tears. When she attempted to switch their homework assignments in Mendeleiev's class, the teacher not only spotted the switch but proved it in front of everyone by comparing handwriting. That got Lila a week of detention. 
Then, at the end of the day, Lila accidentally dumped her water bottle all over Marinette’s head and backpack. Despite acting oh-so apologetic and reminding everyone about her weak wrist, she wasn't getting the support or assurances of "it's not your fault" that she expected. Many glared at her while others ran off to get towels to help Marinette. Realizing that she miscalculated and did too much on a single day, Lila made a hasty retreat outside. Only to get absolutely soaked when a car sped through a puddle on the street. 
Plagg laughed his little whiskers off from that one. But he knew it was just starting. He couldn't wait to hear about what happened away from school. 
~oOo~
The following morning, Lila looked like she'd been dropped into Dante's Inferno and spat back out just in time for school. What happened didn't even have anything to do with Marinette, so she couldn't blame it on her. That just annoyed her all the more.
While storming home wet from the puddle, she kicked a pebble that hit a bird, then a flock of birds swarmed her while she ran for two blocks. She shoved a neighbor out of the way when she got to her apartment building, and the door flew back and cracked her in the nose. It bled for over ten minutes. 
She went to the mall for some retail therapy, coupled with a five finger discount, and was caught immediately. Her mother was called and she was banned from the mall for life. Greta was not happy with her daughter and gave her extra chores as punishment. While Lila was muttering mean and disrespectful things about her parents while cleaning the bathroom, she didn't account for the volume of her voice or the bathroom tiles echoing what she said. Her grounding was extended. 
All this made Lila’s mood particularly volatile when she arrived at school that morning. Not bothering to pay attention to what was around her, she gave Mireille a shove out of the way, making the girl stumble down the stairs. A couple seconds later, Lila slipped on the wet steps and fell all the way to the bottom. Her classmates saw the whole thing, and although they were miffed that she pushed someone, they still helped Lila to the nurse to get checked out. Nothing broken, but there were multiple new bruises to match her black and purple nose.
In class, Marinette had to resist the urge to stare at the hot mess her bully had become in a single day. The rest of the class had noticed too. Nathaniel decided to move up a row to sit with Ivan. Rose and Juleka cast wary glances in her direction whenever Lila started muttering to herself. Even Mme. Bustier had to tell Lila multiple times to stop talking with the threat of detention. 
By the time lunch came around, Marinette made sure to be with one other person at all times. With how unhinged Lila was getting, she didn't want to risk being caught alone with her. Luckily, Ivan, Rose, and Juleka wanted to talk with her about the new designs for Kitty Section, so she was covered. 
Lila noticed how the class was starting to avoid her. Fighting off the urge to curse and scream at them, she took a few deep breaths to clear her mind. She'd been rushing too much for the last two days, she knew that. Trying to compensate for her failure was only bringing more attention to herself and the sheep were noticing that something wasn't right. She had to slow down and make them come to her.
For the next few days, Lila backed down. She smiled at her followers, paid attention in class, and would occasionally look at her phone in distress and act like she was fighting off tears. By Monday morning, things were going better for her. She'd avoided getting in any more trouble with her mom and teachers, she'd texted a fake apology to her classmates, and admitted that she was going through something that was causing a lot of stress. When some of them asked what it was, Lila timidly said that she was too nervous to say anything else. She knew they would bug her and assure her that she could tell them anything. 
Monday morning, just as she planned, everyone was encouraging her to trust them and tell them what was bothering her. Seeing that Bustier and Marinette weren't in class yet, she knew now was the time to strike.
Squeezing her eyes shut as she harshly pinched the inside of her elbow to bring tears, she started weaving her story. "It's just, someone's been bullying over text. It's so bad. She keeps telling me that I'll lose all my friends and that I should just kill myself," she said between forced sobs as she dropped her head into her hands. "And it never stops. Sh- she texts all day and into the night. And when I tried to show my mom, the messages were gone. I don't know how, but it's like my phone got hacked and the messages disappear after I've read them."
Max mentioned that there are self deleting message apps, but he wasn’t familiar with them. Then he looked at her searchingly. "You keep saying 'she', that would indicate that you are aware of who is behind this?"
Doing her best surprised face, Lila shook her head. "I can't say, none of you would believe that Marinette would-" she gasped and covered her mouth. "Oh no, I really shouldn't have said anything."
Lila watched as the sheep exchanged surprised looks while Adrien glared at her, but he wouldn't say anything. His father would have made sure of that. 
"You're saying that Marinette, our class rep, has been bullying you over text?" Alix asked, unease evident in her tone.
She shook her head while turning up the water works. "I knew I shouldn't have said an-anything. She's your friend, too."
"You said she's been doing this constantly?" Mylene asked, eyeing her carefully as Lila nodded. "When did she last send you one of those texts?"
Sniffling, Lila rubbed her eyes to give herself a second to think. It felt like these were leading questions, like they knew something she didn't. Meaning they'd probably spent time with her over the weekend and would have noticed her messaging Lila constantly. But since everyone was here and Marinette wasn't…
"Right before class. It- it asked if I was dead yet." Another sniffle and she was sure the class was wrapped around her fing-
"Marinette was right! You are a liar!"
Lila was so surprised by Kim's outburst, she forgot to keep crying and stared at everyone as they glared at her in disgust and moved away from her.
"I can't believe we almost bought that crap you were selling!" Alix turned away, face turning red in anger.
"But- but it's the truth! I-"
"There is a .03% chance of what you said being true." Max interrupted, staring down his nose at her. "At this point it is better that you admit it."
Casting a desperate look around the classroom, she was surprised that no one looked supportive. Even Adrien looked absolutely done with her. Realizing the jig was up, she let her expression morph to anger and annoyance as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Wow, I'm surprised you idiots figured it out. Usually you do exactly what I say after faking a few tears. I'm curious, what gave me away?"
The sudden change in the Italian girl gave them a bit of whiplash, but Nino answered her. "You ruined Marinette’s phone when you dumped your water on her. She isn't getting a new one until this Friday. No way she could have been messaging you at all."
"Huh, I guess it was worth dumping that on her, even if you idiots started to notice." Then she shrugged and stood from her seat. "Oh well, good to know for my next school, this place was getting stagnant anyway."
Kim blocked her way. "You're not going to get away with-"
"Shut it, you stupid jock. I've already got Bitch-stier and Dumb-ocles eating out of my hand. When I tell them you're ganging up on me, all of you will get detention while I walk free." Sidestepping her soon-to-be former classmates, she gave them a sarcastic wave and smile as she bid them "ciao" and opened the door…
To come face to face with a furious teacher, principal, and her mother!? What's she doing here? Did they just hear what I said?
The thought barely finished when her mother reached out, literally grabbed her by the ear, and dragged her out the door. The class watched in shock as Mme Rossi screamed and lectured her daughter all the way to Damocles' office. 
They would be informed days later that Lila had been sent to military school in Italy. In lycee, they heard rumors that she had been arrested for stalking a local celebrity in Venice. During university, Alya found an article about Lila Rossi being sentenced to 30+ years in prison for attempting a ponzi scheme. It had failed terribly and her victims got all their money back, but Lila would have to serve 5 years for each of her victims. 
Not that it mattered to them anymore. The class was too busy with their own lives and futures to put much thought into some lying brat that they went to school with for a little while. 
Bonus:
Tikki fought her grin as she watched Lila being dragged away by her ear as she and Marinette came up the stairs. Sighing with relief, she was about to enjoy a well deserved treat when she heard a familiar snicker behind her.
"Nice going, Sugarcube. Couldn't have done it better, myself." Plagg cackled as he passed her a cookie before indulging in a wedge of cheese he'd brought with him.
She grudgingly took the cookie before looking away from him. "It was an accident, I touched her hand when she tried planting that pen in my holder’s purse. What happened was her own doing and not my fault."
"Su~re. And the fact that she interrupted your cookie time and dumped your macaron onto the floor had nothing to do with it?"
The look she gave him had Plagg laughing on the inside. Only on the inside.
"That was a perfectly baked, blueberry macaron with a tart, lemon curd filling. I only got one bite before it got dumped to the floor. A price had to be paid."
Plagg watched with great affection as his Sugarcube took a bite of her sweet treat. Oh yes, he'd learned millennia ago not to interrupt cookie time. Just like Henry the VIII, that Lenin guy in Russia, and a few others. They had experienced the wrath of the goddess of creation when interrupting cookie time, though Plagg was the only one to know why things went so bad. It made him smart enough never to do it again.
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blueberry-bubbles130 · 6 months
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Here's some more art for the Orchids and Memories au!
This is Mortis, kwamii of death and decay. He is much more reserved compared to Peur and his kwamii counterpart. However if angered enough he will lose his temper. He is like the main brain out of him and Peur.
His powers compared to Peur are more of for ranged comabt. So his two powers consist of being able to spread a mold-like substance that causes anything to decay. This substance also covers his body. His other power is like an draining ability that works on living things. It will cause the target/targets to feel extremely tired and run out of energy that will recover the user's energy however the target will start to decay. However this works at a much quicker rate than the mold substance.
I sort of redesigned his miraculous which is the silver ring. The image of him and Chloe is just a size comparison of how big he is, and how much bigger he is than a normal kwamii.
I haven't gotten around to Peur's design yet, because I'm finding it so hard to do. I've got Chloe's design for when she's transformed with him, as well as when she's transformed with Mortis. I just don't have Peur's main design.
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malereadermaniac · 10 months
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Bug-a-boy ~ Luka & Adrien x Male Reader
College Au:
Luka - 19 / Adrien - 18 / Reader - 18
Idk about this one... but I wanted to write it. Basically a miraculous holder reader x adrien and luka - very short
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Your college class is huge
But it's to be expected, you do go to the most popular college in Paris
You share the class with a group of friends that came from Francoise Dupont
Luckily, the groups appointed leader befriended you pretty early into the year
Marrientte Dupain-cheng was the kindest girl you knew
And her friends: Alya, Nino, Adrien and Sabrina weren't too bad either
Actually, you liked them a lot, and you were glad that they wanted to be friends with you
There was also this other guy from the year above, Luka
You didn't talk to him much, but the others were fond of him
But the few times you two did talk, he was nothing but calm and welcoming
All in all, you love your college and your friends
However...
The one setback to coming to Paris for school, was the Akuma's
After Hawk-moth's fall, a new owner of the Butterfly miraculous came to power
But to counteract that, Paris has its own team of Miraculous bearers
The only problem was, currently, Paris has no ladybug...
During a massive fight against a very powerful, akumatized villain, Ladybug was hit, and her powers disappeared
Well, not litterally, she remained transformed, however the villains power made it as if she were a regular adult wearing a superhero costume...
After sending Chat Noir, Rena Rouge and Viperion off to distract the villain, a now powerless Ladybug was running over to your college
After swapping out her miraculous from the Ladybug to another one, "Ladybug" finds you, hidden inside of a locker
"AHHHH! ANOTHER VILLAIN!" You shout, not recognising Ladybug with a new miraculous
"Not quite, (y/n)" she chuckles
"It's me, Ladybug. But my miraculous has been rendered useless..."
"Oh... I'm so sorry, Ladybug, wish I could help you somehow" you sympathise
"There is." Ladybug looks into your eyes with determination
"(Y/n) (L/n), here is the miraculous of the Ladybug, it offers the power of creation. I entrust you with this miraculous to fulfill my role while I can't, after that, you're to return these earrings to me - understood?" Ladybug explains with a grin
"Yes, Ladybug! I won't disappoint you"
After putting on the earrings the kwamii appears, explains the whole shtick and you get going
"Tikki, Spots on!" You shout and then you're set
"Once I'm fixed by the miraculous ladybugs, I'll use the horse miraculous to teleport you back to me, okay?"
"Of course Ladybug!"
And you were off, using your yo-yo to swing around the streets of Paris until you reached the action
A now powerless Rena Rouge trying to distract the villain as Chat Noir and Viperion try to figure out a plan while fighting the thing
"What the fuck..." Chat mumbles when you catch his eye, waving at him in a coy manner from a roof top
Both men watch you, confused as you jump down to them
"Who are you? Where's Ladybug??" Viperion questions frantically
"She decided to pass her miraculous onto me for a little while until we solve this little issue"
"Fine by me as long as you know what you're doing, bug-a-boy" Chat noir slyly remarks as he leans on his pole
"Bug-a-boy... I like that" you giggle and then get to business
Immediately you call on your lucky charm
"Yep, defiantly a real Ladybug holder haha! What you gonna do with that bugg-a-boy" Chat noir laughs as you hold onto a seemingly useless looking lucky charm
"I do, actually!" You say with a smile
"Just follow my lead boys, if you can keep up" you chuckle as you use your yo-yo to swing into action
"Damn, that boy has more charisma than you Chat Noir" viperion chuckles
"He does, doesn't he..."
The two of them follow you quickly
"Rena! I'm gonna need you to get that thing under thr arc-de-triumph!" You shout as you wizz past
"I'm on it"
"Viperion, once that villain" is under the Arc, use your second chance immediately please"
"Of course bug-a-boy" viperion smirks
Chat Noir looks at you smugly
You start to mark X's on the Arc using the bucket of paint your lucky-charm gave you
"I can see where this is going" the black cat chuckles
"Then you know when and where to use your cataclysm, kitty noir" you tease and spring into action when you see Rena Rouge and the villain coming your way
Once the villain is under the Arc, you use shout for Chat noir
He heads to one of the marks but before Chat can call his power, Viperion shouts
"Not that one! Try the one below it"
And so, once Chat Noir cataclysm's the Arc, it crumbles to pieces and buries the villain, one of the pieces crushing his akumatized item
"Bye bye little butterfly" you say with a chuckle, as the 3 other hero's watch you
The 2 men chuckling as a faint blush cover their faces
"Not a bad job for your first time, bug-a-boy"
"Do you really need to flirt with every Ladybug holder, Chat?" Rena jokes
"Yeah! Look at him, he's creeped out by you, he'd much prefer a snake over a cat" Viperion joins in
"What is up with you two"
"Haha, I like this team.... Miraculous Bug-a-boy!" You shout as you throw up the lucky-charm
5 seconds later, a portal appears next to you
"Good work, everyone!" A horse miraculous bearing Ladybug pops out
"Ladybug?!" Everyone questions
"Good job picking this one, Ladybug" Viperion chuckles as he puts an arm on your shoulder
"I look forward to seeing you soon again, milord~" Chat Noir teases as he kisses your hand
"That's enough Chat Noir, you'll see him soon enough!" Ladybug chuckles as she brings you through the portal after your goodbyes
After handing back the miraculous, life went back to normal, except that Ladybug started to call on you more often, but with a different miraculous this time
Life at school was normal as always
However when you were out with the hero gang, you'd noticed Chat Noir and Viperion becoming cosier to you than they were to the others...
Like when Chat Noir started bringing you roses everytime you were called on
Or one time, Viperion used his second chance to have "a perfect conversation" with you during patrol with you
You were flattered, but a little worried that the two were taking it too far
It had gotten to the point where the two of them were fighting, passive aggressive remarks and even disrupting fights against villains with their arguing
That was until Ladybug struck then a deal
"I will tell you his identity if you both stop this bickering, its becoming a problem. If you don't, I will take your miraculous"
Of course they both agreed
And that's when your school life changed as well
Because Adrien and Luka started bombarding you during your school day
Adrien already sat next to you in class, but during lunch Luka was on you like a snake to a rat
You were getting overwhelmed, but then again you loved the attention you were getting from them
After all, you hadn't ever had a boyfriend, this could be a nice change
Soon, the two of them started noticing that the other liked you
So they decided to combine their efforts
"Which one of us do you like the most!?!?" The two of them shout at you in frustration after weeks of trying to win you over
"I... I don't know! Okay?! I like you both... I don't wanna hurt one of you by rejecting you for the other"
"Then.... date us both?" Luka suggests with a smile
It took some convincing but the two of them managed to convince you
And life has been so much better since
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hanatsuki-esperanza · 4 months
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SHE'S A PUPPY!!
As I was working on this, I noticed that a lot of the kwamii swap heroes have stripes (inspired by Marigold, perhaps?)
Original artwork by @zoe-oneesama, which can be found here. The coloring is all I can claim.
Marigold Fox Trot Koki Marina
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liquid-luck-00 · 7 months
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Marks of Magic
Day 9 Witch of Maribat Spooktober 2023
First *** Previous *** Next
Language and cursing is used
1600 Words
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Mari didn’t have a clue where she was going to land but she didn’t care. And if her suspicions are correct, she isn’t about to be interrupted, by one of the few people she would rather slap across the face, than talk to. Her coat was warm enough, but she summoned a scarf that she wrapped around her neck, covering her up to her nose. She didn’t know why she actually left, just that something, or someone (the kwamii), wanted her to be somewhere.
She walked through Gotham’s streets and of course she would notice them.
Street kids darted through the alleys and it hurt her heart. There was a reason why she helped Prince Ali often, she loved making the kids smile, she loved them since they reminded her of him. So she went into a dinner and ordered a giant pot of chicken soup, with chopped vegetables. Lugged it back to where she saw one of the braver kids, who was the look out as Jay pointed out to her so long ago.
“Go get the others.” She smiled at him but he just watched her suspiciously. She sighed and set the huge container on a sturdy looking box. "It’s only a little thing but…" She scooped out a serving and handed it to him. "I want to help if I can."
The boy tentatively took the cup of soup, but asked her, probably because of her accent she assumes. "Why do you care, you aren’t from around here?"
"A friend of mine was from here and he…" She doesn’t know how to say it. "He got out, he talked about it a lot, so if I can help in some small way."
"They already know." The boy said and just as he did several children walked out of the shadows. She started handing out cups and the smiles and rosy cheeks that the soup warmed made her smile.
The soup should have run out a long time ago but every child received seconds even thirds in some cases.
She kept pouring Mullo’s magic into it, multiplying its contents, and added a bit of heat to it as well, making sure they were all full.
"Miss?" A little girl, she was tiny and couldn’t be more than 6, tugged at her jacket. "Are you a witch?"
"No, I’m not." She lightly brushed the hair from the girls face.
"But that doesn’t make sense. You have to be."
"And why would that be?" She asked in return, not truly expecting the girls response.
"The soup hasn’t finished and it’s still hot."
Mari blinked. She hadn’t thought it through, sure it was a spur of the moment thing, but she didn’t expect them to notice. But she should have expected it, Jay was always more observant of the world around him them than she was. Maybe it was a street kid thing. They had to constantly be on the lookout, constantly on edge, and no child should have to be in that situation.
She smiled and then whispered to the child. "Yeah, I’m a witch."
The little girl’s eyes went wide before she squealed in joy. "What magic…" She stopped mid sentence and paled.
Mari couldn’t hear the children anymore the little girl beside her seems to be the last one. The others left her behind.
"What do you think you’re up to?" A voice to her left, blocking her into the alley, demanded.
She turned towards the voice slowly, pushing the little girl behind her. "I was only trying to help…"
But she was interrupted. "Bullshit. What are you’re really doing?"
The person stepped into the light. Red Hood, from what she recalled, while she was updating herself on the rogues, stepped forward a gun trained on her. She might be able to get away, but she can’t risk the girl.
She slowly pulled the scarf off behind her, placing it around the little girl, bleeding some of her luck into the cloth.
"Run!" She pulled the little girl onto her back charging at the rogue, who acted almost immediately. So she feigned a right, but at the last second dove to her left springing off the wall.
"Shit!" She heard him collide either with the other wall or the ground she couldn’t tell, but didn’t look back. So she ran as far as she could. Sure she noticed that Red Hood seemed to have a soft spot for kids but she didn’t want to chance it.
She stopped when she found a good place to hide the little girl. She tugged the scarf around the child to warm her a bit better. "Hide. And when you think it’s safe go and find the others. You’ll be okay."
"But what about you? He’s a rogue and… "
"Don’t forget." She tapped the child’s nose. "I’m a witch."
She heard heavy footfalls from somewhere above her. And started to run again. She just has to disappear, and what better way that from up high, so she ascended the first fire escape she found. Then a thought occurred to her.
Maybe… just maybe.
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All the kids were running off somewhere and he didn’t like it. Something felt weird and it didn’t sit well with him. So he followed behind a few of them until he spotted them.
A group of kids, there were maybe twenty to thirty kids were in an alley and a woman was with them. She seemed friendly enough but he knows no one is nice without a reason, especially towards street kids; even more so in Gotham.
He moved closer, the woman seemed oblivious he was there, and Mary, he recognized came up to her.
"Miss?" Mary tugged at the woman’s jacket. "Are you a witch?"
"No, I’m not." The woman brushed the hair from Mary’s face.
"But that doesn’t make sense. You have to be."
"And why would that be?"
"The soup hasn’t finished and it’s still hot."
The woman smiled and then whispered, Jason was barely able to hear. "Yeah, I’m a witch."
Jason then took action, it didn’t matter how nice she seemed, she just became a danger to these kids.
"What do you think you’re up to?" He stepped forward and most of the kids scurried away. He pulled out a gun and trained it on her.
The woman turned towards him slowly, pushing Mary behind her. "I was only trying to help…"
But he didn’t let her finish. "Bullshit. What are you’re really doing?" He stepped into the light his gun still trained on her. She seemed to freeze.
Good. She should be scared, for what she was going to do.
"Run!" She shouted as she pulled Mary onto her back charging at him. She ran to his left side, and he tried to get Mary away from her, but she dove to his right springing off the wall.
"Shit!" He crashed into the wall, since he over stepped, without having the extra weight and momentum to spin back.
She was gone, but he had to get the kid back safe. He took to the roof tops to get a better vantage point and that was when he saw her duck into another alley. He was going to jump down, but she had climbed up. He could still see Mary clinging to the woman, but they still ran.
The woman, he has to admit must be agile and in good shape. She has kept the same distance between them and doesn’t slow even when jumping between the roof tops. She’s done this before, and that makes this so much worse.
Then she turned, stopping in the middle of a roof. He looked around and noticed all the warehouses, so they were alone. He pulled out both guns, when the air around her rippled. Mary was gone.
"Where’s the girl?!" He barked, at the unknown woman.
"Safe." She smiled, cocky.
Was she going to go back to where she stashed her.
"You’re not as bad as they say." She hummed.
"And what do they say?" He retorted.
"That you’re bloodthirsty, and will tear anyone to shreds."
"And what if they are right?"
She shrugged, stepping forward. "But you care about the kids. And I know that anyone who does at least has some of their humanity."
"At least you can die, with that idea of me." He cocked the gun still in his hand.
"Before you do, I have a favor."
"And why would I do anything for you?"
She grinned, and for a second he remembered Marinette and her ludicrous ideas that always succeeded, but always started with a similar grin. "I want you to help me kill the stupid fucking clown."
"That’s a bit broad isn’t it?" He hasn’t made it known, his personal grudge against the Joker, so why choose him. It couldn’t be just because of his reputation or even this little test she pulled. No there was something else.
"Fine, Joker, narrow enough for you?" She quirked a brow and he lowered his gun slightly.
"What, you have a personal vendetta against him? You, ain’t from Gotham, Pixie."
"I’m not but a good friend of mine was, and Joker killed him in front of me. So yeah it’s personal." She didn’t back down from him, in fact she stepped forward, stopping just in front of him, extending a hand to him.
"You have to be a witch." He holstered his guns, not shaking her hand just yet.
"Yeah I’m a W.I.T.C.H." Her eyes sparked, reminding him of his old friend. "A Woman In Total Control of Herself."
That grin was back on her face, but with that Jason couldn’t help but trust her.
"Fine I’m in."
Next
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comics-and-fanworks · 2 years
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ML/DC Bio Mom AU Part 1 (Starfire)
‘So I’ve seen some AUs with Poison Ivy, Catwoman, or Harley Quinn as Marinette’s Bio mom, So here’s some other  DC ladies and how Marinette finds out! Note: Starfire is an adult in this AU, and powers and abilities come from the DC comics wiki and Teen Titans wiki.
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Marinette woke up one day floating above her bed. She screamed loud enough to wake the neighbors. Tom and Sabine rushed upstairs to find her floating up by the ceiling. The Kwamii were in a panic, and weren’t even trying to hide (it’s not like Sabine and Tom would never find out, and Marinette never asked why the fridge was always stocked with the Kawmii’s foods), instead they were trying to help her learn how to move. After helping her down, and calming her down, Tom and Sabine decided it was time to tell their daughter the full truth. Marinette had always known she was adopted, and knew that Tom and Sabine loved her as if she were their flesh and blood, but she never knew who her parents were. It was a massive shock to her when they told her that her biological parents were the heroes Starfire and Nightwing. 
Tom and Sabine explained that they met the couple through Gina, who had met them during her travels. The two couples eventually became close friends, and around the time Mari was born, Starfire’s sister Komand’r returned, and threatened to kill Mari. In order to insure their daughter’s safety, they asked Tom and Sabine to adopt Mar’i Nettie Grayson-And’r and to hide her identity they changed her name slightly to Marinette. They told her that when her bio parents had finally felt it was safe again, and were more than happy to speak with her whenever she was ready. Koriand’r wasn’t sure if Marinette would meet them before or after she got her powers (she had a hunch her daughter would inherit them), and left her some letters to help her learn how to use them. Marinette asked if she could read the letters, and if she could meet her bio parents before school started. 
“My sweet little Mar’i, I don’t know if we’ll get to see you before your powers develop, but as your mother I will always look after you. The most important thing you should know is that your powers are linked directly to your emotions,” Wonderful. That’s just what Marinette needed when she was already dealing with a terrorist targeting peoples’ emotions, “You’ll probably develop the power of flight first, it was the first one I did. In order to fly, you will need to feel unbridled joy. That should be easy, seeing the world from the skies sparks that feeling on its own,” For her, it was the thought of defeating Hawkmoth. Next thing she she knew she was floating again. It was easy enough to figure out how to move around, she just had to lean different directions. Picking up speed was easy enough as well, stopping was a bit tougher, but she got the hang of it. Marinette loved to fly, it made getting to Akumas much faster, and while she kept herself hidden as a civilian, as Ladybug she could play it off as getting stronger and unlocking new powers. Chat asked her about it once and how he could fly, thankfully her timer went off, and later Plagg would cover for her and tell Adrien that it was just a power the Ladybug Miraculous had.
“To use your starbolts, you must feel a righteous fury. Think of a time someone has unjustly hurt you or someone else, channel everything you wish you could have done. Oh my little star! I bet your starbolts will be beautiful, and I can’t wait to see what color they are,” Thinking of Hawkmoth, Lila, and even Adrien at times helped her master her starbolts. They were a gorgeous sapphire blue to match her eyes, and now that she could fly, she could practice using them outside of Paris! Tom and Sabine suggested she look up videos of her mom fighting, so she could learn how to make combos and learn some moves. Marinette was careful to never use this power as Ladybug, she didn’t want Chat getting suspicious. 
“Since you are half Tamaranean, you will most likely have my super strength. Whenever you want to use this, tap into your boundless confidence, I know you can do it!” This was a little harder for Marinette. Due to the heaps of expectations placed on her by her classmates and Mrs. Bustier, the torment she endured from Lila and her supporters, and Hawkmoth had destroyed her confidence over time. However, Tikki and the Kwamii reminded her that she could fly, that she was a superhero, she was a designer. Slowly they helped her rebuild her confidence, until one day as she was trying to get a pen that rolled under her dresser... she picked it up! She quickly climbed onto her balcony and took off to the forest she’d been practicing in to test her new found strength. While she wasn’t able to fully find her limit, she is confident she can lift buildings. She continued to read her mother’s letters, and continued to learn about her powers, until she got to the last letter.
“Around the time your powers have finished kicking in, the rest of your tamaranean genes will begin to show. Don’t worry, I promise you’ll be fine!” Marinette woke up one morning to find that she had outgrown her bed, and most of her clothes. She quickly googled her bio parents, ‘Yep, that makes sense. My bio dad is 5′10″ and my bio mom is... 6′4″!?’ Quickly measuring herself, Mari realized she was now 6′2″. She also noticed something else, her hair had grown overnight as well, and was dragging on the floor behind her. Oh well, this wouldn’t be a problem since she was a fashion designer, and the Miraculous could disguise her appearance. She spent the next few weeks remaking her wardrobe. 
Three weeks before school started, she was sitting in a café. She was finally going to meet her parents! She was scrolling through her phone, looking at all the messages she’d been sent. Mrs. Bustier was asking her to do everything except plan and teach the lessons, her classmates were demanding things and volunteering her to do things for them, and Adrien was sending her reminders not to rock the boat and to not expose Lila. Plus with Hawkmoth getting stronger, she was half tempted to ask her bio parents for help. She loved her Maman and Papa dearly, but she was at her limit, and getting out of Paris seemed like a great idea. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the door swing open, and thinking it was her parents, she looked up. There were her classmates, even Chloe and Lila. 
“There you are Girl! We haven’t heard from you all summer,” Alya started, but she was quickly cut off by Alix, “Yeah Mari what gives? You just ghosted us!” Marinette sighed, with her enhanced hearing she could easily catch Lila whispering something to Rose about her potentially doing some sketchy stuff behind their backs. “I... got in contact with my bio parents over the summer, and have been dealing with that. In fact I’m here to meet them,” Most of her class looked amazed, Lila had told them Marinette’s Bio parents never wanted to see her again, but she also told them that Marinette lies so they figured that’s what this was. “Dupain-Cheng, you look weird. What happened to you,” Chloe snapped, crossing her arms. At this, Marinette stood, and her classmates’ jaws dropped. She towered over them with the grace of a queen, and had incredibly long hair up in a ponytail that almost seemed to move on its own. She walked past them to the counter and to get another coffee. She turned back to her classmates.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to meet with my parents in private,” Mari said. She watched as Lila and Chloe led them over to another table, it looks like she wasn’t going to get that private reunion she hoped for. Going back to her booth, she was about to text her bio father that they should meet somewhere else, when the door opened again. There they were, Koriand’r and Dick Grayson, in the flesh. Marinette’s class was staring as Alya whipped out her phone to record, about to leap out of her seat and ask for an interview with the eldest wayne and his supermodel wife (they thought about coming in costume, but didn’t wanna concern people), when she caught something else on her phone instead. Marinette stood up and whispered, “Mom? Dad?” and almost as soon as she got the words out she was engulfed in a hug. As the class shook off their initial shock, they began to process some of the things that were being said:
“Mar’i.... My little star! We missed you so much!”
“Babybird how have you been? We’re so sorry we didn’t reach out sooner, we thought that it was your choice to make and we didn’t want to take you away from your life!”
“You’ve grown so much! Tom and Sabine have kept us updated!”
It took a moment for the class to process. These were Marinette’s parents? However, looking closer they could see it more. Alya was shocked her bestie never told her these were her bio parents! She was so going to give Marinette a hard time for withholding such incredible information! Nino and Kim were elated for their friend, they never believed Lila’s crap about Mari being a bully, they grew up with that girl and knew that she’d never met her bio parents. Lila and Chloe were shocked. Here they were, making an enemy out of Marinette, when in reality she could have been their ticket to fame and glory! Adrien was stunned, not just at who Marinette’s parents were, but how much she had changed. He had to admit she was very gorgeous, and made him seriously doubt his devotion to Ladybug.
Eventually they tuned back into the conversation in front of them, and heard something that shook them to the core, “If it’s alright with you all, can... can I come with you to Bludhaven? I’d really like to get to know you more and I’ve been having a rough time in Paris, a lot is going on and it’s getting to be too much. If you don’t want-”
“Mar’i Nettie Grayson-And’r! Of course we want you! Come on, let’s go talk with Tom and Sabine, and you can tell us everything that’s been going on!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Let me know if I need to change anything or if you’d like a continuation of this! I may do a different superhero or villain next!
Edited: fixed grammar error.
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soulmate-game · 10 months
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It was over. For real this time, it was done. Pink hair, darker with matted blood, splayed out on the broken gravel. The white and blue that usually cloaked the mysterious Bunnyx was stripped away, Miraculous lost in the battle.
They had known. He had known. Shadow Moth.
He had known when she would pop out of her burrow, and surprised the normally all-knowing hero. Viperion had fallen long earlier, the only reason Bunnyx had even been forced to get involved.
They lost. It was all lost.
Dust clogged the air, stagnant without any wind to send it anywhere. Suspended, in the lacking gravity that came from the battle. It hadn’t been Chat Blanc, and yet the moon was still naught but shards in a darkened sky.
There was no going back. She couldn’t find any of the Miraculous that could turn back time. Her earrings were still in, but Tikki was silent. Silent and still, where the Kwamii lay in her palms.
Plagg was awake, but despondent. He hadn’t said a word since Adrien’s heart stopped, since the transformation was ripped away from him. She wasn’t sure if he would ever speak again, the way he was looking at Tikki’s fragile, limp form.
And, as she once again was left staring at her own glass eyes and mangled body below her, she wasn’t sure it mattered. Shadow Moth— Gabriel— was dead. But so was everyone else. So was she.
The League had tried— in a fit of desperation, she had called them in. Called them to their deaths alongside her and her team. Only one remained standing, only one life still burning amongst the wreckage.
“… I’m sorry,” he whispered in the stagnant air. He was not without his own injuries, beat and bleeding to within an inch of his life. An inch that nobody else had left, but one that would still fizzle out without a hospital to tend to him.
“Maybe it’s the hallucinations that come with my concussion, or my lack of blood, but… I feel you there,” he continued his soliloquy, staring up at the rubble that once was the moon. “If I could still move, I’d grab the earrings and the ring. Constantine mentioned them before we headed over.”
She tilted her head at him, ripping her gaze from her own corpse. From what she could tell, she was the only ghost here. May as well give him the respect of hearing his last words.
“And I’d wish for a do-over. Nothing perfect, I’ve been disillusioned about getting a happily ever after. But this world deserves better. Longer. You should have had help, we should have insisted on providing more assistance— even from afar. Guidance. Something. And now look where our negligence landed us.”
She would wish, too. If she could still interact with the world. If she wasn’t intangible.
“Bruce,” he rasped. “If you really are there,” he seemed to actually find her then, staring right into her eyes. “There’s nobody for you to tell anymore. But my name is Bruce Wayne. If… if either of us get another chance, find me.”
He faded.
She waited until he was gone, no ghost remaining of him like she did. At least he could have someone by his side at the end.
She sighed, wondering why she was cursed to this lonely end. The wish… even if she could, she couldn’t grab—
A pebble shifted, and she froze.
A moment passed. She stomped down.
The gravel crunched under her foot.
The gravel.
Crunched.
She had never moved so fast in her entire existence.
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He looked different without a half-burned cowl struggling to hide his chiseled jaw. She watched through the window as he tiredly swept his fingers through his hair.
“Who am I meeting with, again?” He asked his assistant, who didn’t even glance at her clipboard before replying.
“MDC, the French designer who reached out about a partnership,” she recited easily. “The same woman who has been standing outside the door waiting for you to invite her in, because her appointment started five minutes ago.”
His head whipped up, and she couldn’t help but wave at him through the glass. When their eyes met, he jolted as if struck by lightning. His pupils shrunk— whether in fear or memory, she could not tell. What she did know, though, was that he scattered papers across the floor in his rush to stand.
“Y—“ he cut himself off, swallowing thickly and making a show of adjusting his blazer. “Miss MDC? Please come in.”
“Please, call me Marinette,” she insisted, finally stepping around the window and through the open door. After his assistant left and the door was closed, they stood in silence. Marinette had planned— stewed, really— for months about how this meeting would go. She had worked so hard for it, but what if he didn’t believe her? What if…
“You got it,” he whispered, a soft smile stretching across his lips as his eyes overflowed with wonder directed at her. “You got us a do-over.”
That startled a strangled laugh from her. He remembered. What kind of awful curse made him remember when not even Tikki and Plagg did?
“Somehow,” she agreed. “We have a lot to talk about, Bruce Wayne. Maybe even over dinner?”
His responding chuckle was deep and unfairly charming. “Relationships formed from trauma hardly pan out well, but why not? Can’t turn out any worse than the apocalypse.”
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Oh wow, maybe ao3 crashing affected me more deeply than I thought. Do I have a problem? I might have a problem lol.
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