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[krono2011]

Before Damian could complete his “Happy --”, Marinette leaned in. Their lips touched, and as she tenderly held his face, they both savored the promise of a new year.

Daminette December 2025 "New Year Kiss" Tagging; @mishka-the-cat @maribat-calendar-events

[ryoalouette]

I lowkey wanna see a MLBxDC fic of which.

You know the regular field trip to Gotham yeah? Up to you for romance option of nah, or even the Bruce Wayne is Marinette's bio dad, but I wanna see Marinette being so fed up with Lila's bullshit and how the class (and Bustier) follow Lila's lies instead of the actual schedule that M has.

You know what, just let them go. Mari's just gonna follow The Schedule to the dot instead of "oh no it's too late/early/etc!" that Lila got and Bustier is likely won't make them follow The Schedule anyways. And ofc document this shit. Let them learn a lesson or two regarding "abandoning (the most competent) student in foreign city full of criminals", and actually "following the plan". Hopefully it gets the school board actually looking at Bustier (and the principal) and get her fired or demoted. Amongst other things.

Let anyone BUT Marinette get the consequences at least. Coz like. Watching bots and pieces of MLB got me thinking that: why is it that while Marinette's not a saint, but somehow she's the one to MUST fix everything even though the problem(s) in the show wasn't her fault??

[mochinek0]

Where is MY Boyfriend(FINAL)

PREVIOUS

Damian proposes.

Marinette: No

Damian: What?

Marinette: Damian, we've only been dating for five months.

Damian: You kicked the Joker's ass for me. You saved me!

Marinette: And if I hadn't saved you....would you still be proposing?

Silence.

Marinette: Exactly. Let's get to know each other better first

Damian: Fine, but I save you next time.

Marinette: How?

Damian shows off his katana collection. Marinette turns and looks at him

Marinette: Deal

She goes back to looking at the katanas. Damian ego boosted that she trusts him.

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BatFam find out she rejected him

Bruce: Oh thank god.

Jason & Damian: What the hell?

Dick: She's adorable!

Bruce: You just met her! At least she's smart enough to realize that!

Tim: Also, if she said yes, she likely would have been after the Wayne money.

Damian: Didn't think about that

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3 months later:

Damian proposing each month

Marinette: You have to stop proposing!

Damian: But I have your parent's blessing

Mairnette: You called my parents?

Damian: I had to get their blessing.

Marinette turns red

Marinette: 1 year

Damian: Huh?

Marinette: We've been dating for eight months. Wait four more. I want this to last, please. I don't want this to end and I'm afraid it will. I love you. I love Titus and lil Alfred. I love Jerry and Batcow. I love your art and how much you understand me.

Damian sees she's tearing up. Gets up from kneeling and hugs her. Kisses her forehead.

Damian: 1 year.

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True to his word, Damian proposed on their one year anniversary.

Marinette: Yes.

Parents learn they are finally engaged. Happy for their daughter.

Former class learns Mari is never coming back and happily engaged to someone on another continent.

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Joker's mouth is finally healed.

Breaks out of Arkham and tries to take control of an art auction.

Spots Damian Wayne. Looks around cautiously.

No Marinette in sight.

Marinette comes out of the bathroom.

'Fuck!'

Drops his weapons and laughing gas.

Joker: Nope. Nope. Nope.

Goons: Boss?

Joker: No!

Walks out to GCPD and just gets in the back seat

Officer: J-Joker?

Joker: No!

Slams door closed

Joker: Just take me back

Marinette looks to Damian confused

Marinette: Did I miss something?

Damian: Not a thing.

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[tree-reads]

Surprises Let Me Know She Cares

Damian met a lot of people. As one of the sons of Bruce Wayne, it was practically in his job description to have women (and men) throw themselves (or their daughters or sons) at him as though eventually one might stick.

It was exhausting.

Not because he objected to the idea of a partner, but because they didn’t mean it. Very few saw more in him than the dollar signs that came with his last name. They all had expectations on how he should behave, which to an extent was understandable, but sometimes also confusing. Often he didn’t know whether he was the pursuer or the prey.

The most recent gala he was pressed into attending had been no different, until the last two hours. He’d been stuck in a waltz with a woman old enough to be his mother fluttering her eyelashes at him, until a young woman in a red ball gown cut in.

“I hope you don’t mind,” she said, blue eyes twinkling as they turned. “I had to get away from a guy at the bar and you looked like you needed a rescue.”

“I’m not some damsel in distress.”

Her lips lifted into a smile.

“Not a damsel, but you were definitely in distress. You looked one inane comment away from committing murder,” she teased. 

He huffed, and they danced silently for the next few steps.

“Maybe you should try it sometime,” she said when the music ended.

“Try what?” 

“The damsel thing. Sure, helpless distress sucks, but having someone pursue you like a priceless treasure is kind of nice, if they do it right.”

“Tt,” he scoffed, walking with her to the edge of the dance floor. “I wouldn’t know. Most people pursue me as though I’m a walking ATM rather than some treasured jewel.”

“Well then, allow me to be your knight in shining armor.” She gently took his hand and brought it to her lips. His breath caught as she placed the gentlest kiss there, never once breaking eye contact. Letting go, she took a step back, eyes dancing with mirth as he stood there speechless.

She disappeared into the crowd, and he only saw a few glimpses of her for the rest of the night. When he arrived at his own apartment, exhausted from socializing, he found a slip of paper in his pocket.

It was lovely to meet you, cheri. xxx-xxx-xxxx ~Marinette

…

“Adrien, WHY did you let me go to that gala?” Marinette whined the next day, smacking her head on her best friend’s shoulder. “I obviously should be supervised, because otherwise I end up channeling you and making myself look like an idiot.”

He patted her head.

“Aw, Bug, it can’t be that bad,” he said, pulling her in for a hug. “Worst case is that he doesn’t get in contact.”

“Noooo, the worst case is that he uses his considerable influence to ruin my business because I had the audacity to flirt,” she groaned, flopping onto the sofa face first.

“Come on, Mari, I really don’t think that will happen. One, you didn’t actually do anything wrong.” Adrien sat down on the floor in front of her and poked her head. “You left him a note, basically giving him all the power in regards to whether or not it goes anywhere. He never has to see you again if he doesn’t want to. Two, he really isn’t so vindictive unless you give him a reason. If you had, I think you would already know by now. 

And three,” he paused, so she turned her head to look at him, “your brand presence in the industry is pretty strong. I’m not sure Wayne even could totally destroy it. Some damage, maybe, but as long as you have Jagged on your side, I think you’ll be good.”

Marinette’s shoulders relaxed at his words.

“And you, Adrien,” she said softly. “I wouldn’t be anywhere without you.” 

“I know,” he said with a cheeky grin, and she ruffled his hair with a laugh. “We’re the Cat and Bug Team, best friends forever.”

“I think you mean Bug and Cat Team,” she corrected, sitting up and patting the seat next to her. “Thanks for talking me down, kitty.”

“Always,” he said, leaning back as she reached over him to grab her buzzing phone. “That’s probably him now. If he’s not stupid, because only an idiot wouldn’t call.”

Marinette rolled her eyes.

“It’s probably Jagged calling to discuss details of the new album cover. He was supposed to call yesterday but Fang wanted to play and got stuck on a twisty slide,” she said, looking down at the screen.

“EEP!” she squeaked, and accidentally flung the phone at Adrien’s head.

“Ha!” he laughed, just barely missing a phone to the nose. “It IS him!”

“What should I do?”

He grabbed her phone off the back of the sofa and handed it to her.

“Answer him, silly.”

“Right, right, answer,” she mumbled, unlocking the screen and opening her messages.

Damian: I find myself intrigued by your proposal. 

“I can’t believe that actually worked!” 

“Of course it did,” Adrien said, booping her nose. 

Her hands shook a little as she typed in a reply.

Marinette: I would love to discuss it further. Dinner Thursday at 6? I know a great place. I can pick you up, or we can meet there.

Damian: You can pick me up at WE.

Marinette: Dress casual! 

She bit her lip to contain her smile, unsuccessfully, and then jumped up in a panic. 

“We’re going out on Thursday! I have to get ready!”

…

Marinette: I’m here! 

Damian was…optimistic about Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Truthfully, the date was a surprise to everyone, including himself. He was intrigued by a woman who showed interest, disappeared, then left a note in his pocket without him noticing. And no one had ever offered to be his white knight before.

He tucked his phone in his jacket pocket and arranged his expression from a smile to something more neutral. He had opted to wait in his own office rather than present a spectacle in the lobby, which ended up a mistake. Jason had taken it upon himself to vet Marinette as Damian’s potential girlfriend. Never mind that they’d already performed an extensive background check before inviting her to the gala. 

“Is this really necessary?”

“Absolutely. Considering the kind of people you tend to attract, gotta make sure she isn’t some crazy psychopath under a sweet designer exterior.”

“Tt.” 

He crossed his arms as the elevator moved downwards. When they walked out the lobby doors, Damian looked around for her, eyebrows raising when he saw her. Bathed in the glow of twilight, she was leaning against a red and silver motorcycle. Standing straight when she saw them, her face lit up with a smile.

“Damn! Is that an early 70’s Bonneville?” Jason asked, whistling when he saw the bike.

Her smile turned nostalgic as she ran her hand fondly over the seat.

“Yeah! 1970. It was my grandmother’s. The jacket too!” She did a little twirl to show it off. “She taught me to ride when I was in collège and I fell in love. Nonna gave me Bonneville when she couldn’t ride anymore.”

“Well, she’s definitely cooler than you,” Jason smirked at him. “Have fun kids.”

Damian narrowed his eyes as he watched him walk away.

“Are you ready to go then?” she asked, bouncing a little. “I’ve been wanting to try this outdoor market for a while, so I thought it would be nice to try it together!”

She unstrapped a second helmet from the back of the bike and handed it to him. 

“Sorry, I know it’s a small bike. I don’t have a car.”

“It’s not a problem.” 

He put the helmet on and sat behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist. They took off, and she drove the bike like she was born for it. A few minutes later saw them parked at an outdoor market. They walked through the market, perusing the stalls, before stopping for something to eat. She insisted on paying for his meal.

“I asked you to dinner. That means I pay.” She pulled her wallet out of her jacket and handed the cash over to the cashier.

“I’m perfectly capable of paying for myself,” he argued.

Her expression was serious as they walked to a bench to sit.

“I know you can pay for yourself, Damian,” she acknowledged, turning to face him. “Just like I can pay for myself. But that’s not really the point.”

“Then what is the point?”

“Allowing someone else to take care of you, to share something with you, is the point,” she said, taking his hand in hers with a soft smile. “I want the chance to do nice things for you. Sometimes that might mean paying for things, and a lot of the time it’ll be making things because creating is my passion. I want to spend time with you, learn about what makes you happy.”

He didn’t know what to say. 

“I find it to be an acceptable arrangement.”

She laughed. 

“Does that mean you’ll go out with me again?”

…

They did go out again. In fact, Marinette asked him out once a week, and he only once declined. Every time she would meet him or pick him up, she brought something for him. Flowers, snacks, a scarf and hat set that she made. A drawing of a little bird she saw that reminded her of him. A box of chocolates she made herself. (That’s a lot of chocolate, he’d said, and insisted on sharing them with her.)

He let her hold his hand, open doors for him, buy him dinner. He listened to her talk excitedly about her passions, and rewarded her by telling her about his own. He showed her pictures of his pets, his paintings, and even some street art he’d done when he was a teenager. 

Marinette was head over heels, and finally decided it was time to cook for him, and to introduce him to her best friend. Adrien would always be part of her life, and the real test of any relationship of hers was whether or not her partner could accept that. If everything went well, she planned to ask Damian to be her boyfriend.

She met him at the lobby of her apartment building and chattered nervously about her latest design for Jagged while they rode up in the elevator. The apartment door was to the left of the elevator and Marinette’s hand shook slightly as she opened it.

“Are you alright, Marinette?” he asked, eyes soft with concern. 

“Oh! Yeah, I’m fine it’s just–”

“Mari!” Adrien shouted from the kitchen. “Is that tarte tatin for me? Oh! You’re not alone!”

“So, who’s your…friend?” Damian turned to her looking confused and hurt.

“Friend! He IS just a friend. Well, he is actually a lot more than a friend but NOT a boyfriend, he’s my roommate and my best friend? Really a lot more like an annoying brother than anything else.” She sucked in a breath and stilled her hands, which had been waving wildly as she explained. 

“I see,” Damian said, turning to Adrien and nodding.

“The tarte tatin is for after dinner. Are you staying?” she asked.

“Nah, I have to get to the library. You two kids have fun.”

Adrien left and Marinette reached out for Damian’s hand.

“Thank you for understanding.”

He looked away, face pink. 

“I was hoping you would consider the role of boyfriend?” she looked up at him hopefully, heart beating wildly in her chest. 

“This is an acceptable proposal,” he said, and pulled her towards him.

“Can I kiss you, Damian?”

Instead of an answer, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

@maribatserver

[maribat-central]

Do you happen to have any fics you could rec for someone who’s just getting started in the fandom?

Sorry for the extremely late reply :c Kinda got away from the fandom for a bit but there are some great fics I'd like to share with the class. Granted these are all my opinion and an AO3 since I have them saved there;

Tim's secret Weapon by Tired_Writing_Teach

Like You Couble Be Family by EthelPhantom

#SunshineOfGotham by sixtyeightdays

No, Mr.Wayne, You Can't Adopt Me by ggomoz

the reports associated with my existence have been significantly misconstrued by davidstennant

coup de foudre (came with a lightningbug) by newdog14

The Tailor by LittleInkling64

It's My Life by zambietrashart

Her Boys by joe_bobbie_o

These are miscellanious fics that arent't really romance leaning

Someone's Waiting For You / Mominette AU by ShivaVixen

Teleporting Into Your Life by Izanae

Crime, Love,and Ghosts (And Others Probably) by Thornrose270 (this one is actually dpxdcxml)

Bad news, Paris by BlueTee

#OnlyInGotham by Eatocrow

[intotherabithole]

I finished my fan art for the last chapter of I Need a (hero) girlfriend by @lilavaporizer9000

This fanfic brings me so much joy. I look forward to every update.

[somestorythoughts]

Fresh Pair of Eyes Vs Local Knowledge

I like reading Miraculous x DC crossovers and have recently been reading a lot of Danny Phantom x DC crossovers and something I noticed in the first that is also visible in the second is that, when the teen heroes are still fighting their villains, the basis of their interactions tends to be one of three things:

"A fresh pair of eyes is helpful" or "new people who aren't listen" or "where the fuck where you when we needed you?"

Because sometimes, the teen heroes do really need backup. They need a detective's help or emotional support or fighting advice or something, basically they're in a situation where the assistance of a more experienced hero is useful and the hero(es) in question aren't usually condescending about it.

Other times, the more experienced hero is interfering in some way. The way I've seen it in Miraculous is tends to involve the DC heroes trying to take over the situation or being grouchy when told that if they're going to be here they are going to damn well play by the rules. When I see it in DP it tends to be more along the lines of "the heroes came, listened to the wrong people, and actively attacked the heroes."

"where the fuck where you when we needed you?" is specifically for them asking the Justice League for help and not getting it for some reason (either never getting help or getting it much later).

There's overlap, I've definitely seen a couple fics where Ladybug/her team needs some help but they're very clear about who's running the show, and this is of course ignoring all the fics that happen after the main villain is taken down or when the teen hero in question is well established/retired/joining the League, I just thought it was interesting.

[porcelana-r0ta]

I know the respective fandoms of DC and Miraculous Ladybug have a certain disdain for MLxDC fics but I think there's a potential for fics where Luka leaves Paris and just keeps traveling to different US cities because he keeps figuring out secret identities and he's just this 15 year old kid growing increasingly frustrated and exasperated at how badly everyone hides their identities and he just has to pretend to be oblivious even tho it's Their Fault for being Bad At Secrets and shouldn't adults be better at this??????