Damian, The Baby Assassin, Dupain-Cheng (Part 1)

Damian’s Sister

So I read @unmaskedagain‘s Lady Noire In Gotham and @monkeebratz‘s SMOL DAMIEN MARIBAT AU. Which created this idea.

A tad bit of background info.

Marinette, as well as most of the class, is between 15 and 16.

Damian has barely turned 11, having spent barely a year with the Wayne’s, so some of the things that they are teaching him are slowly root in his mind, which is why in the beginning he will come across as a bit of a lost boy. Not entirely sure of himself but sure of what he wants.

Marinette has the Black Cat Miraculous, and is notorious among everyone in her class for taking phones. Everyone just laughs about it whenever a phone is missing because it is most likely with Marinette.

*Line Break Inc.*

Marinette sighed as she looked around her classmates, everyone very unimpressed. They all realize that their lives are at stake and that a gun is being pointed at Marinette’s head. But Marinette wasn’t panicking, so why should they?

Marinette wasn’t panicking because she realizes that she had died before. While they aren’t pleasant memories, she still knows how it is to die, and she doesn’t panic just because some villain thinks that they can have a large pay day from the people in her class, from the French government.

Only thing is that they never negotiate with terrorist.

So, no. Marinette was not worried. Not for her life. For her parents, yes, she is worried for them. But not her life.

Marinette looked back to her class and see that the men that have surrounded the class with guns, weren’t paying attention to their guns, very much. Allowing Plagg to slip in and go through the guns, doing whatever it is that Plagg will do to cause luck on their side.

“Hey,” The class president called to her class. Every single one of their eyes turned to her, while also keeping an eye on the men in front of them. The men also turn their entire attention on the young Parisian fully ignoring their guns at that point. “Have we or have we not survived akuma after akuma?” The teens straightened their backs and looked more defiant. “And how did we survive them?” Marinette saw Alya and Cholé smirk before the two and every other female kicked the men in front of them, in the pelvic.

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Trippy ML Concept:

(Heads up. Might definitely write this fic)

Gabriel starts a new clothing line themed ‘white cat’ as inspired by Chat Noir, but instead it’s “Blanc”

Imagine. Just Marinette’s reactions. Her thoughts. The triggering. The bleeding panic. How? How?! It really messes with her memories she really wanted to forget - but now it’s all she can remember

The timeline doesn’t exist anymore... no one knows about it. No one understands why she freezes up at the teaser launch posters

And then Adrien (oblivious) starts modeling the clothing

And ofc it’s not Chat so he can wear the white mask w/out being recognised right? while Marinette, getting really and scared and fixated on all this has his photos practically glaring back at her

- And like an entire Tangled moment happens where it all screams out after so much staring and sweating where everything, everything just

Clicks

Pairing: Platonic Daminette -- Word: Hilarious -- Object: Paper

“Do you think I could adopt you?” Marinette mused out loud.

“What,” Damian said, a bit shocked by the seemingly random topic.

They had been lazing around drawing when she had asked this.

However it is Marinette, so while a topic looks or sounds random it could have easily been an idea that has been on her mind for a while.

“Can I adopt you?” Marinette repeated, this time actually asking him.

“Why? I have both legal and biological guardians.” Damian states a bit confused by where this train of thought was leading to.

“I know you do,” Marinette claimed, waving a hand dismissively. “But imagine all the chaos.” She states with a grin, knowing her little cub will take the bait.

Damian turned his full attention to her.

“Five good reasons you should adopt me and I'll let you,” Damian said with a smirk.

“I could pull you out of school as your legal guardian instead of kidnapping you. I could pick you up from the manor whenever you don’t feel like dealing with your family, and again, it won’t be kidnapping. The chaos of a random person the Waynes don’t know somehow having a legal claim over you. Being able to take you to the other side of the country or world and no one questions it. Confusing the public about, is there another Wayne or is this just a family friend.” Marinette lists off the top of her head.

Damian was slightly impressed.

“People assume you get kidnapped a lot when in reality I’m just taking you to a place to chill or hang out.” Marinette realized, her tone full of amusement as she said this out loud.

“Your reasons make enough sense,” Damian said with a shrug. “You can adopt me.”

“Cool.” Marinette cheered as she began typing on her laptop.

Damian watched Marinette easily hack into his files.

“How should I present myself as your guardian?” Marinette questioned.

“Tch. You’re my older sister by blood on mother’s side and a legal adult that should be enough.” Damian states.

“True, but the public knows that your relationship with our mother’s side is bad, to say the least. To randomly have your sister from that side of the family take a claim to you might seem suspicious.” Marinette informed him.

Damian shrugged. “You’re a well-known figure in the fashion world, food world, and the world of charity funds. Plus it’s a commonly known fact that you are emancipated. I don’t see the problem.”

Marinette nods her head. “I’ll have Max get all the legal papers printed and sent to myself before the next time I kidnap you.” She claimed with a smirk.

“If that ‘kidnaping’ could be from school it would be appreciated,” Damian said going back to drawing.

“Sure thing house cat.” Marinette cheered, earning her an eraser smack to the forehead.

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Marinette walked into Gotham Academy, heading to the front office.

She was aware of the people watching her walk in, after all, it must be fairly strange for the CEO of Miracles Corporation to be at a high school without anyone knowing in advance. Marinette could feel the chaos radiate off the students who had most likely taken out their phones to take pictures and post about her seemingly random appearance at the school.

Walking into the office, Marinette left the door open as she began to talk with the receptionist.

“Hello, I’m here to pull my little brother out of school for the day, although it might turn into a week,” Marinette claimed with a smile and a shrug

The receptionist blinked owlishly a few times before seeming to come to her senses.

“Of course, Uhm, who will you be picking up, and what’s the reason?” The receptionist asked.

“Damian Al-Ghul Wayne. I’m his older half-sister, Marie Anette Al-Ghul, so I should be on his file as one of his legal guardians.” Marinette explains.

“Uhhh, I’ll check Mr. Way-... Al-Ghul Wayne’s file.” The receptionist claimed, typing away on her keyboard.

“Ah, here it is. There’s a note saying you would bring in a physical copy of all of the official paperwork when you stopped by the school in person.” The receptionist states.

“Yup! Here you go.” Marinette said with a cheer, handing over the documents.

“Alright, looks like all the papers are in order. I’ll just need the reason for his absence and the length of time we should expect him to be gone for.” The receptionist claimed before calling Damian up to the office.

“Damian Al-Ghul Wayne, Please come to the office for dismissal. Damian Al-Ghul Wayne, Please come to the office for dismissal.” Was announced over the loudspeakers.

“I’ll be in Gotham for the next few months and want to spend time with my little brother. I will only be taking Damian out of school for a week though, not the entire length of my visit. He will be back in school for next Friday’s classes.” Marinette informed the receptionist.

There was a knock on the office door, the movement pushing the door open. You could tell that Damian had been about to say something but instead, he launched forward pulling Marinette into a hug.

Marinette pulled away from Damian to ruffle his hair.

“Ready to go Dames?” She questioned. Receiving an enthusiastic nod.

With a quick thanks to the receptionist, Marinette left the school campus with Damian, driving off in her sleek black car.

The Al-Ghule siblings later laughed as Damian’s phone was blown up by the Waynes asking questions about his sister they had never been told about.

They found it hilarious, especially with the trending video that one of the students took, recording Marinette’s whole interaction with the receptionist.

Tabloids had already started putting out articles about them. Marinette’s personal favorite is the one where they speculated her being a Wayne even though Marinette had said her full legal name on the video. All they really had to do was look up the name ‘Marie Anette Al-Ghul’ and they could find anything they wanted about her, but instead, they only speculated.

Who knew that signing a few papers would create this much chaos?

God I really wish carrying stuffed animals around with you was socially acceptable

Here’s a lil continuation to @lunian ‘s LB!Alya au that no one asked for😗👉👉

Keep the flame going for those we have lost to suicide. 

peter retaliating against “baby monitor protocol” by changing the names of Tony’s Iron Man protocols

“hey FRIDAY, zoom in on that building over there”

“Old Man Bifocals protocol activated, Boss”

“what the fuck did you just say to me”

A Statistics teacher in Gotham makes a graph comparing times when Bruce Wayne goes on long vacations with times Batman gets beaten up really badly by villains to illustrate to his class how correlation does not equal causation.

trying to prove a point to the boys at school

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