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I like to imagine in a world of Daminette, when Talia finds out her boy is dating she might, possibly go on a "no one is worthy of my child" streak and then she meets the girl and its like:
Talia:*on a far away rooftop, staring through the rifle
Marinette:* in the distance, walks into a lamp pole repeatedly
Talia: why my child, are you trying to spite me in some form or fashion?
Also
Marinette: what the fuck does the LoA want with me
Talia: why do you even know who I am
Marinette: hi my name is Marinette and my cult is your neighbour
Talia: what
Marinette: behold, the celestial guardian, nice to meet you
Talia:*who just saw her drop a bag of flour on herself
Curiosty killed the cat(but satisfaction brought it back)
Summary -
When Marinette finds out that she is adopted, she tracks down her Biological aunt. Who happens to live Gotham, the place she swore she wouldn't go. Well, Gotham just gained a new vigilante - Chaos.
Chapter 4: RECONCILIATION
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Word count: 846
The place felt surreal. No wonder it was so expensive. This place had been suggested by Chloe, so it was no wonder it was a bit over the top. It wasn't like she couldn't afford it, as she had plenty of money from being Jagged stone’s personal designer, MDC who occasionally accepted commissions, which were so sought after.
Marinette shook off the sleep which plagued her, and forced herself to pay attention to the receptionist.
“Miss, while I understand your concern, it is an emergency. I must go out.”
The receptionist looked at her with concern, “Please take care, miss, Gotham isn't safe during the night.”
Marinette smiled at her, before heading out.
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“Hi, I'm your niece, you probably forgot I existed and I understand if you don't care about me now– no, that's not it.” Marinette muttered under her breath. She was standing at the doorway of her aunt's apartment. A small voice in her head whispered that she was in the wrong place, but she ignored it.
Taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell. When almost a minute passed, and Marinette was going to ring the bell again, a huge man, with her black hair and blue eyes opened the door.
“Who are you ?” the man asks, eyeing her suspiciously.
“I'm.. I'm looking for Selena Kyle. Am I in the right place ?”
He silently studied her, before asking, “That wasn't my question. Who are you ?”
“I'm Marinette Draper-Kyle…” she said, unsure of herself.
The n sighed deeply, before moving slightly, “Alright come in. But don't try anything funny.”
<•••••••••••••>
The apartment was modest, sparsely furnished. The first thing that caught Marinette's eyes was the sofa, placed against the wall opposite to the entrance. It was contrasting to its surroundings, as it was covered with beautiful black velvet, and studded with golden buttons. The wall behind it was adorned with many photo frames, all displaying beautiful memories.
Gesturing to the sofa, the man said,“Take a seat.”
Hesitantly, Marinette sat down, far away from the dozing cats, or cat as one had woken up at her arrival. The door to her left sprung open, and a woman with cropped hair waltzed in.
“Who is it, Ba- ?” The woman stopped short, freezing as she looked at Marinette.
“Marinette…?” The woman asked, her voice shaking, “Is that you ?”
Marinette shot to her feet, the woman was her aunt !
“Ye-Yes..” She said hesitantly.
The woman-her aunt, her mind supplied - just stared at her, gobsmacked.
“What are you doing here ? Aren't you supposed to be in Paris ?” Her aunt asked.
“I.. I recently found out I was adopted and.. I just wanted to meet you. You are the last connection I have to my parents. I.. I will be finishing my education here at Gotham Academy, and I just wanted to know if it is okay to meet you regularly… I just want you to be a part of my life.. but.. I understand if you don't -” Marinette was cut off by her aunt hugging her suddenly.
“Marinette. Marinette. Of course I want to be a part of your life. In fact, will it.. would you want to live with me ?” Her aunt said, her voice thick with emotion.
Smiling slowly, Marinette nodded. Maybe she had been worried for nothing after all.
“Not that I'm happy to see you….. but what are you doing all the way here in Gotham ?”
Marinette froze. She had planned almost every other detail, but this small one skipped her mind.
“I.. well as I said I recently found out I'm adopted and when I learnt about you, I just… decided to finish my education in Gotham.” Marinette slowly, hoping her aunt bought it.
“But isn't Gotham one of the most dangerous cities in America ? Why would you ever want to come here ?” The man spoke up, reminding Marinette of his presence.
Marinette glared at him, if only this man wasn't here.
“Well Monsieur, I don't see how that bothers you. As I have already said, I came her to reconnect with my family.”
The man stares at her, clearly taken aback by her response and the hostility in her tone.
Her Aunt laughs, a sweet yet dangerous sound, and places a hand on the man's shoulder. “Marinette, this is my Fiancé, Bruce. Bruce, this is Marinette, the daughter of my late sister Diane.” Giving a pointed look to Bruce, her aunt continues, “I hope you two will get along.”
“Yes Aunt Selena,” Marinette said, ignoring the look the man- Bruce was giving her.
“Oh my, no need to call me Aunt - just Selena will do.”Aunt Selena said, her eyes twinkling. “Now come, let me show you your room. Which hotel are you staying in ? I'll come with you, let's get all your things here…”
From the corner of her eyes, Marinette could see Bruce smiling softly at Selena, looking relaxed for the first time since she saw him.
Well.
Looks like everything would work out just fine after all.
A.N. Want to know when the next chapter is posted ? Let me know and I'll tag you in the next chapter :)
(im back ~ i have like 3 more pre written chapter this time, and hopefully ill not run out of pre written chapter ! anyway, i have outlined the entire fic, and i ended up with an estimate of 28-30 chapters ! We're in for a ride, folks !)
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⚠️ To be confirmed as canon, the episode where it's confirmed must be out in english and in french. (The most viewed and my language(because I watch it in french).) Or it's confirmed by one of the writers. So, if a ship becomes canon in the episode 11 of season 6, it will not be counted as canon (only out in Brasilian Portugese).
⚠️ Please note, these are fanfictions that are new or updated.
Het = Straight
Slash = Mlm
Femslash = Wlw
Poly = Polyromantic
N-Binary = At least one of them does not have a gender or is Non binary
⚠️ Those are determined by the canon genders, if there is an error, please correct me.
⚠️ According to the wikifan page of Miraculous, "Bridgette" never really existed and was always called "Marinette". Here, to differenciate the two versions (show and pv) and because it's the name given to her on AO3, she is called "Marinette". They are not considered as the same universe because, as the show is, Félix (pv) and Marinette can not meet.
29- Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Zoé Lee [Zoenette] (8)
Biggest freeform tag : All the tag are at the same value of 1
⚠️ I am not sure if there was a confirmation of them being a couple at the end of the Paris' special. Instead, I've decided to make them not canon. Please let me know if they are confimed as a couple.
46- Bridgette/Félix (Miraculous Ladybug PV)
Category : {Het}
Biggest freeform tag : Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Miraculous Ladybug PV
⚠️ According to the wikifan page of Miraculous, "Bridgette" never really existed and was always called "Marinette". Here, to differenciate the two versions (show and pv) and because it's the name given to her on AO3, she is called "Bridgette". They are considered as the same universe because Felix (pv) and Bridgette (Marinette (pv)) can meet.
46- Gabriel Agreste/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug [Gabnette] (4)
(Nan mais tuez moi)
Category : {Het}
Biggest freeform tag : Still horrible
46- Lê Chiến Kim/Ondine [Kimdine] (4)
Category : {Het}
Biggest freeform tag : Established Relationship, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence
The motorcycle cut through the city traffic passing through different scenarios from the fashion district to the noblest region, stopping in front of the big gates of the Wayne mansion. She rang the intercom looking at the mansion in front of her through the gate.
“How can I help you?” She was slightly startled by the sound of the intercom that didn't take long to be answered.
“Ahn... I'm here to see Alfred Pennyworth? Sorry, this was a little awkward” She took a deep breath, removing her helmet “My name is Marinette Pe… Marinette Dupain-Cheng, I am here to talk to Alfred Pennyworth.”
Marinette can hear the sound of something breaking on the other end of the line, frowning “Monsier, is everything alright?
“Marinette? When did you arrive in Gotham?” There was a pause and she sighed lightly “Enter and follow until a little after the main entrance. There is a place where you can stop the bike. I'll meet you there.”
“I'm on my way...” she replied, giving a slight smile, knowing that she managed the feat of surprising him. She replaced the helmet quickly, redirecting the bike to the indicated place, looking with great admiration at the whole place. The front gardens and the mansion building were beautiful. She removed her helmet after getting off the bike, attaching it to the bike and grabbing her purse afterward.
“Grandpa!” She said, hugging him next with a wide smile on her face and her eyes full of tears “it's so good to finally be able to see you!”
Alfred smiled as he hugged the young woman in front of him. She was so much like her mother Julia that he felt as if he had been given a new lease on life.
“I didn't know you were coming to Gotham... Sabine and Tom didn't tell me anything. Let's go inside, I'll make us both some tea, and in the meantime we'll talk and I'll finish up dinner.”
“ Can I help you?” she smiled while holding his arm “ This place is amazing grandpa! So much to be inspired by... The architecture, the details and that garden! Wow, that place is beautiful!” She spoke with eyes shining like a child, as they walked through the halls of the mansion.
Alfred gave a slight smile at the enthusiasm of the granddaughter he hadn't seen in almost a year. And despite the long time without seeing each other, the bond between them was strong. They constantly spoke through voice and video calls, she sent constant photos about everything that happened in her life and Alfred was happy about that. Everything he lacked with Julia, all the closeness and trust he would have liked with his late daughter, he gained with his granddaughter. Not even the distance allowed them to be separated or absent from each other's lives. Though only Bruce knew of her existence, they shared a unique family bond. He would have liked to be physically present in Marinette's life, but he knew it wasn't fair to make a 4-year-old child live in the chaos that was Gotham, the chaos that was the Wayne family.
When they reached the kitchen, Alfred indicated a chair for her to sit on, immediately putting the water on to heat, then bringing all the material to prepare tea for both of them.
“And then, mademoiselle, to what do I owe the honor of your visit? Why didn't you say you were coming to Gotham? I would have picked you up at the airport” he asked sitting down opposite her, she immediately took his hand. Alfred smiled at the gesture, knowing how much she liked and asked for physical contact.
"If I had, it wouldn't have been a surprise." her smile fell quickly, becoming slightly anxious “shouldn't I have come? Oh, I'm interfering with your work, aren't I? Oh my god I should have warned you and not just knocked on your employer's door...”
“It's okay my dear, I'm sure Master Bruce won't mind. He will certainly want to meet you” she said patting her hand lightly, seeing her expression calm down.
“I came to see how you were doing and to give you the news that I've moved on to the University of Gotham” she said extremely excited about the matter “and I start classes next month! I arrived in the city two days ago and it's been so busy. Everything is so different around here...”
“I thought you liked living with Sabine and Tom? I thought you were going to do Esmond, as you commented several times…”
"Paris has been my home for years, but I can't stay there after everything that's happened... With the whole Hawkmorth affair and I don't have that many friends to lock me up there..." Marinette looked at her grandfather with sad and tired eyes, taking a deep breath. She had already told him everything she could and what had happened to her from the beginning. Alfred was her only blood family, all she had that was related to her mother. For years, even apart, she formed a relationship of trust and friendship with her grandfather, telling him practically everything. She trusted him as much as she trusted Tikki and hoped that one day she would be able to open up to him the only part of her life he wasn't yet aware of.
The young woman took a deep breath, hearing the noise coming from the kettle and getting up “let me prepare it. I brought an herbal preparation that my old Mandarin teacher taught me. I know you don't like just any tea, but for some reason whenever Master Fu made it for me I was reminded of you.” she said as she walked over to the stove, bringing the kettle over to the table, failing to notice how her grandfather made her back stiff and tense with the comment.
Alfred watched his granddaughter take a can from inside her bag, opening it carefully, giving a slight sad smile with the memory that came through the aroma of tea. She put a little of the mixture on the porcelain, adding the water next, looking at the clock so that she wouldn't waste the preparation time. He was intrigued by the name quoted by his granddaughter. It couldn't just be coincidence, but he saved that information for now.
“And what happened to him?” he asked seeing her give a sad smile.
“He passed away in London together with his wife 2 years ago. I visited them from time to time, they were quite old.” she sighed looking at the clock again. “According to him, the secret of a well-made tea is not only the herbs used, but also the time for it not to become bitter and, above all, the energy we put into it when we prepare it. He helped me a lot when Hawkmorth came along, especially with my anxiety attacks. He helped me with some self-defense classes as well. In return I helped him with the massage shop schedule and some shopping.”
Alfred drank some of his tea and smiled. It tasted great and took him back to a past he hadn't told anyone about. He looked at the can that was on the table, smelling the herbs, realizing in his memory the same preparation he hadn't seen since his youth. He took a deep breath looking at his granddaughter weighing what he should say or not, taking her hand he saw her eyes go towards him.
“When I was in the war many years ago, before I met your grandmother Marie, I met a man named Wang Fu.” He paused, watching his granddaughter hold her breath, “he made that same tea and said that, like everything else in life, nature requires balance. For a good tea, we need good leaves, which require time and patience, the latter being a virtue. I confess that this was a quality I lacked at the time” he smiled slightly at the memory “We met a few times, until one day he found me seriously injured. He took care of me for 3 days until I was able to recover.” she paused, adjusting her posture, “Fu was a rather peculiar man, you might say. He followed the war from afar, although he tried not to intervene. In those three days that we were together, I met his fiancée, Marianne. She was part of the French resistance, just like her grandmother.” He paused with a sad look on his face, patting his granddaughter's hand lightly, "He gave me a second chance, which completely changed the course of the war."
Marinette took a quick breath at the two words spoken by Alfred and he couldn't help but show his surprise when he heard what her granddaughter mumbled. “Sass?” she spoke Kwami's name almost instinctively, bringing her hand to her mouth right after. She saw Alfred smile slightly, placing her hand between his two.
“Certainly he was very agreeable company for several months, until the war was over. Wang Fu said it was too dangerous to remain where he was and left a few days later with our mutual friend.” he smiled slightly patting the hand he was holding “We kept in touch after many years. It was Fu who told me about the existence of his mother, Julia, who until that moment was unknown to me. He was a great friend and is an irreparable loss.” Alfred make a pause, looking Marinette in the eyes “But what intrigues me at the moment my dear is how you met him and know that name.” he said letting go of her hand, hearing a faint alarm coming from the direction of the oven. He got up then to check on dinner.
Marinette was speechless upon hearing her grandfather's story. She held her teacup in both hands, trying to center herself and think of what to say. At least that explains the protective aura coming from Alfred that she always felt when she was with him. She takes a sip from her tea, and close her eyes quickly, sucking in air and concentrating. When she opened it she could see Sass's aura around her grandfather, letting a tear flow. Alfred, like Luka, was one of the true holders of Sass, which explained so much on her mind. She got up going to the island in the middle of the kitchen and pulling the bench to sit down, seeing the door open then, turning her attention to the person who entered.
"Alfred, I'm going to need..." Bruce stopped talking as soon as he saw that Alfred wasn't alone. He adjusted his posture giving his charismatic smile, watching the young woman who was sitting, apparently talking to the butler. "I didn't know I was interrupting, sorry Alfred."
Alfred finished removing the dinner that was almost complete from the oven, seeing the door open and hearing Bruce come in, he sighed deeply, shaking his head, and approaching his granddaughter, putting his hand on her shoulder.
“Master Bruce, let me introduce you to my granddaughter Marinette Pennyworth Dupain-Cheng. Mari, this is Bruce Wayne. Every male in our family has worked here at some point.”
Bruce flashed a wide smile that Marinette found forced, but ignored in favor of Alfred. However, what bothered her was the aura that emanated from him. She closed her eyes briefly, taking his hand towards the man in front of him, giving a slight smile.
“It is a pleasure to meet you Mr Wayne. My grandfather spoke a few times about you.” she said squeezing his hand.
“The pleasure is all mine, Miss Dupain-Cheng. Alfred told me about you, although he is very secretive about his own family.” Bruce responded with great enthusiasm, which made Marinette tilt her head slightly and Bruce slightly raise his eyebrow.
"Marinette, please behave yourself..." Alfred caught her attention with a slightly raised eyebrow, looking at her and then at Bruce. His granddaughter just sighed, looking at him.
“I'll ignore it this time. I have to go, I have dinner with Uncle Jagged tonight and if I don't make it on time, I'm sure I'll get several calls from him coming to the restaurant.” She saw Alfred nod, realizing he recognized the name from conversations they'd had earlier. She went to the table, picking up her bag and stopping again in front of Bruce who looked at her intrigued. “It was a pleasure to finally meet you. I hope we can talk more properly next time” She gave a slight smile and turned her attention to Alfred. “I need to use the restroom before I go.”
“As soon as you leave the kitchen, it's the second door on the left.” He watched her leave, turning his attention back to Bruce, “Master Bruce, I'm going to ask you two important things: the first is that you be original with her, Marinette can see right through all this media act. Second and most important, my granddaughter has had some very difficult things in her life and I would like you to make a big effort not to start an investigation into her life. She is a strong and very sensitive person, you will realize that over time...”
