PenPals Ch. 7

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Damian had to wait until the end of his school day until he got an update from Marinette. He had seen the live stream, that was until they dropped the camera and ran for their life, seeing as they finally realized how dangerous it was to stay out.

At around two in his time, eight in hers, she had called him. Damian was in the library, scrolling through Marinette’s Instagram for what seemed like the hundredth time when he got it. With his earphones already in his ears, he just answered the call. “Mari?” Damian questioned.

“Oh hey.” Marinette called out, yawning afterwards. Marinette’s eyes weren’t fully opened, and she kept blinking, like she was trying to blink away her sleep. “Sorry for not calling you sooner. I had fallen asleep and just woke up five minutes ago.” Marinette told him. “Which reminds me, I need to go get my dinner. Be right back.” Marinette told him, before rushing off the screen.

Damian stared at where the girl was previously at. After hearing that she was just napping, he wondered what caused her to fall asleep after an akuma that could have, and may possibly have killed her. After looking at past livestreams, it wasn’t everyday that an akuma could have killed them.

Marinette came back on screen with a plate of food, setting it down off screen. “To put it shortly, there was an akuma that exploded everything in their way. Apparently, their science project blew up in their face, literally, and they exploded everything and anything.” Marinette explained. In between sentences, she would take a bit of food, feeding her upset stomach.

“Mari, how do you just sleep through something life threatening?” Damian asked. A rare sight of emotion, concern, appeared on the teen’s face, generally curious in what she would say to it.

“I don’t know. I was just burned out after school and fell asleep.” Marinette answered. Suddenly, her eyes shot wide. “I didn’t do my homework! Ms. Mendelev is gonna kill me!” Marinette got up from where she was sleeping, any signs of sleep were gone, and she was frantically searching her room for her backpack.

Damian, on his side of the phone, was silently chuckling at the sight of her quickly searching her room. “Found it.” Marinette called out. Seeing the backpack in front of her, she breathed out a sigh of relief. Taking a step forward, she forgot about her clumsiness and tripped over her own food, landing face first on the ground. Damian stopped his chuckling and looked at her.

“I’m alright.” Marinette’s muffled voice answered his unspoken question. Getting up like nothing happened, gracefully, she picked up the piece of paper and sat back down to where she was originally. “Do you know pre-calculus?” After getting a nod in return, she smiled brightly. “Can you help me? I don’t completely understand it?”

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~One month ago~

Gotham; 8:00, Sunday

Damian knocked on his father’s door, a paper in hand. The paper was something from his school that needed (wanted) signed.

After hearing a gruff ‘come in’, he opened the door, closing it behind him. Sitting down in one of the arm chairs in the office, he gave his father the paper.

There was a moment of silence between the two, with his father reading the sheet of paper. But it was when he finished, he looked at his biological son as if to ask if he was joking.

“Are you aware of the reason why you were put into school?” Bruce asked the teenager. Damian nodded, knowing his father’s response. “Then why did you hand me this?”

“The school thinks I’m better off not wasting my time in the classroom, seeing as I don’t learn anything, and I agree with them for once.” His father gave his signature glare at him, his argument not convincing him. “I also have someone I talk to, seeing as my class assigned me to talk to them. It’s the only reason I’m still in my writing class.” Damian continued.

Bruce raised an eyebrow. “Really.”

“I have no reason to lie father.” Damian answered. “Plus, I find it enjoyable to talk to them.”

Bruce sighed, and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’ll sign it, but I want to meet this friend of yours.”

Damian nodded. He stood up from the seat he was sitting on, and left the office, knowing he would get it back after patrol, signed.

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His father’s words were repeating in his head. He knew that his father wanted to meet this friend of his, (was she even his friend?) but he didn’t know if Marinette would be up for it. And even if she was, how would she even meet his father? He knew that she was halfway across the world, so his father might be suspicious if he gave him a computer screen to chat with her.

Their call had just ended with him going home, and with her doing whatever she does after their calls. He knows he should have asked her the moment he saw her, but he was more concerned about how she was after the attack that happened. (What was this girl doing to him?)

He was so into his thoughts, that he didn’t notice that they had made it back to manor. When he realized, with Alfred calling his name and telling him, he went straight to his room. He didn’t realize that his brothers, even Todd and Grayson, who all had their own places and normally didn’t stay there, were out there in one of the many living rooms in the big house.

Making it into his room, he shut and locked his door. Damian set his stuff down where they belonged in his room, and sat on his bed. When he noticed that Titus was in the middle of his bed, he sighed and went towards the desk in his room. Turning on the computer, he realized that he didn’t have anything to do, but the only thing that was on his mind was to message or talk to Marinette.

Taking his phone out of his pocket, he went to instagram and went to see if there was anything there that would take his mind off of her, but that failed when it showed that she was online.

Knowing that this was going to be on his mind for the longest time, he decided to avoid the unavoidable and message her, though using his private account so that it was less likely for someone to see.

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When the call ended because Damian had to go back home, Marinette realized that she wasn’t tired, because she had just taken a four hour long nap. The sun was already gone, the moon out and shining, so that eliminates any options to go out at night. Except patrol, but she wasn’t in the right mood for it.

After putting her dish away from her dinner, she went on her computer in her room and went through instagram. She saw the many notifications from her MDC account, so she went to that one and read the many comments she had gotten from it.

‘Did you see her following count go up!’

‘Her and the ice prince are mutuals?’

‘Why is she following Damian Wayne? She doesn’t follow anyone else really?’

Marinette giggled at those, and liked the ones that were related to the fact that her and Damian had followed one another.

‘It’s obvious that she only followed Damian Wayne because she likes him. But he’s already taken by Lila.’

Rolling her eyes, and deleting the comment, she noticed the notification coming from her personal account. Switching the account she was on, she noticed she had gotten a message from Damian. Did he forget to tell her something from the call they were previously on?

thebloodson: My father wishes to meet you.

me: ok

me: u do see the problem with that right

thebloodson: Yes, obviously. I informed you so that we can come up with a way to have my father meet you.

me: we could just video chat

me: or you could just say that i dont live in gotham

thebloodson: Perhaps

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Due to him texting Marinette, his brothers were soon off his mind. So he didn’t notice any of their shadows outside of his bedroom door.

“Anyone wanna bet he’s in love?” His eldest brother commented.

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How to keep friends from forcing you into a relationship

I may not have updated last week, which is a little shocker. Assessment time is hard and mean, that's all I'm willing to say on it. So I've got this and I'll have something else out later this week as well.

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"What could you possibly mean by 'not having a crush on Adrien anymore'?" Alya cried out to Marinette loudly.

"Easy, I don't have a crush on him anymore. I don't like him like that anymore. I find the idea of dating him to be something I don't want anymore." Marinette replied, leaving out all her sass for the idea of Alya would know this and see it with her two eyes if they actually had a conversation beyond Lila is nice and if Marinette was free to help Alya look after the twins.

If the girl with ombre hair had been paying attention, she would have seen that the two were no longer besties, let alone that Marinette no longer liked Adrien.

The bestie spot had been claimed by a friend from her childhood she got back in contact with by complete chance. Literally. A couple of months back she had been walking Fang as a favour for Jagged when he was stuck in an interview and the crocodile had gotten bored and wreaked havoc. Her old friend had practically appeared out of nowhere and petted the reptile, not even talking to her beyond asking if he could. He had checked over the whole crocodile as if ensuring Fang was well looked after before the two recognised each other from their time together for a summer in their childhoods. They had met in the summer when he was 12 and she was 10 when she spent it in America under her grandmother's care, with her grandmother's friends the Kent's, and tagging along everywhere with Jon. Marinette and Jon often spent summer holidays together, alternating location yearly in their childhood. Damian had been a strange addition to her summer that year.

They were not close friends though, he had not reached out after that summer, and Marinette did not either. The only reason they did hang out was because of Jon. But by the end of summer, Marinette would say they could tolerate each other.

But now, now their friendship was better. While he was visiting for a couple of weeks, they spent time together. She had his phone number now so he couldn't ignore her again. That did not seem to be happening as even with his return home they often called and messaged each other.

"Come on! I have the perfect set up and you and Adrien will be together!" Alya pleaded, bringing Marinette out of her musings back to her present problem.

"I don't want to do it besides," Marinette thought desperately. What could get Alya off her back, to stop this nightmare? Marinette considered one idea and then it fell out her mouth before she could stop it.

"I already have a boyfriend." Marinette watched as Alya froze while Marinette processed what just came out of her mouth.

Disaster. Why would she say such a thing? Oh, she was still going to be pulled on that date with Adrien, deal with his dreamy eyed staring at her as he excitedly planned their evening after dinner, because she will want to spend more time with her, and this was not going to end well.

"You can't be serious!" Alya finally exclaimed. Marinette barely considered before plunging in further.

In for a penny, in for a pound as the saying goes. And Marinette was already in for the penny.

"Definitely. Started dating about a month or so ago, flirting was exchanged, he bought me chocolates, I agreed to a date, we decided we like each other enough to continue contact and flirting with a second date planned up." Dammit, why was her dream to be a fashion designer, she could be a story writer with how quick she comes up with storylines. Alya continued to look flabagasted. As if Marinette dating anyone but Adrien was impossible.

"But I have everything planned out! You and Adrien have a reservation for tomorrow night for a romantic Italian dinner! He agreed! You can't just go and ruin all my hard work like this!" Alya glared accusingly at the designer. Marinette shrugged.

"Maybe if you talked to me a few months back I would have told you I was over Adrien, and a month ago liked someone new," Marinette was not apologising, she was stating fact, "if that was all, pass on my regards to Adrien, but no thanks, I need to get a move on, goodbye."

"Who is it?" Alya grabbed Marinette's wrist to stop her from walking away, determination in her face.

"What?" Marinette glared in return.

"Who are you dating that makes you unavailable to date Adrien?" Alya spat out.

"You don't know them. Not surprising. When did you and I last hang out?" Alya only tightened her grip.

"Who is it?" Came the damand again. Marinette's brain rushed again. She needed a guy Alya didn't know, and someone she could convince to go on a date or two because Alya wasn't going to give up on this unless Marinette was completely and utterly unable to get around it. The girl was super head strong. But she did not have many options. She couldn't pull a random name out of a hat she needed someone who she knew and her brain provided a name while Alya was still waiting that Marinette tried to say it without seeming like she had just choosen one at random.

"His name is Damian." Marinette outwardly held Alya's look, refusing to give anymore, internally panicking. Why, out of every guy, did she pick Damian? Even Jon would take less to convince and pull off the natural "we are dating" air while Damian was an ice Prince with the matching emotions! Cold, aloof, and freezing. Marinette finally wrentched herself out of Alya's grip. "Got to go. Bye." Marinette dashed away, hopefully she would be able to buy herself some time and maybe could convince her old friend to fulfill this favour for a month or two to convince the other girls she truly was over Adrien before school was finished for the year and she would be going to Metropolis University to study fashion.

God, did she hope this would work.

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Damian raised an eyebrow.

"You seriously did that?" He asked. Marinette nodded. "No." He stated.

Marinette held back the whine. She had to convince him.

"Please? Alya will not accept an answer otherwise! And she'll make me go on a date with Adrien if I don't show up with a boyfriend."

"I don't see why you can not just grab another guy and have him go by the name Damian for a couple of months." Damian argued back.

"Because the risk is still there, that she finds out the truth. Going with a guy I know and already has the name Damian is going to be easier." Marinette protested.

"You can not be serious. No, I will not be part of this charade,"

"Someone said charade?" Another familiar face appeared on the camera, "hey Marinette! What's got this guy pouting?"

"Hey Dick," Marinette cheerfully greeted, "I have a friend trying to persuade me to go on a date with a guy that she believes I'm still interested in."

"And you aren't anymore." Dick filled in, glancing at Damian. Marinette nodded before continuing,

"I was pretty desperate to get her to accept this. She wasn't taking no for an answer. So I said I had a boyfriend. She demanded a name. And the first one to pop to mind, that wasn't dating someone else and Alya didn't know was Damian. So I said Damian."

"That makes sense," Dick glanced to his little brother again, "and Damian is refusing to go along with it because?"

"None of your business Grayson!" Damian snapped, "It's childish and if she can not be honest with her friend that's not my issue." Marinette rolled her eyes. Dick gave a grin of clenched teeth.

"Hey Marinette? Give us a minute, Damian will call you right back." Before Marinette could confirm, Dick ended the call. Marinette groaned and wondered if she should just ask Jon to stand in for Damian. It would be so much easier...

But Jon was bad at lying, Marinette groaned into her hands and continued to think. Maybe she should start making lists of guys she knew and then list pros and cons for each guy. It would be easier than this. Her phone rang again, Damian's name lighting up on her phone. She picked it up and saw the face of her friend with a scowl aimed off camera.

"Hey." She smiled. He glanced to her and the scowl lightened.

"I'll do it. But we need to have a list of rules and expectations." Marinette light up.

"Thank you! Oh my god thank you."

"Yes, I know." He rolled his eyes. Marinette beamed at him.

"Really Damian, thank you." He blinked and cleared his throat at the following silence.

"So rules and expectations?"

"Right. Alya, and I guess a part of the class, are going to want to meet you, to ensure you are a real person and that I'm not lying."

"Even though you are," he interrupted, "but I think something can be arranged. I surprise you at school at some point and say I am there with father on business, so figured I would come and spend time with you, and reveal my existence when you weren't expecting it." Damian shrugged.

Marinette frowned, "I am not so sure that is required, surely a video chat would be enough,"

"But with the different timezones it may be hard to do so. Particularly with when you finish school I would still be in class." Damian countered, "besides it wouldn't be a complete lie, father has something to investigate in the European branch of the family business, I'll just tag along and bump up the date we actually go to see it by a few weeks." Marinette bit her bottom lip but nodded, "what would also be likely to happen upon first meeting me?" Damian asked, moving pointedly along.

"Well, Alya would interrogate you. Ask you questions about when we met, when you asked me out, what you like about me, when we started dating, that sort of thing," Marinette frowned in thought, "she may try to add pressure to get us to kiss or something to really prove it, but"

"She would want the whole lovey Dovey stuff that is romantic as if it is from a movie," Damian nodded, "as well as checking both stories match up. I suggest we keep the story mostly to the truth, you struggle with lying as it is, when did you tell her we started dating?"

"A month or so?" Marinette worried her bottom lip as he snorted.

"We'll make it a month and 4 days today. Then I'll just keep track of the dates and whenever I show up it will be fine." Damian decided. Marinette nodded and noted it in her calendar.

"What else did you mention to Alya?"

"You got me chocolates and we've been on a date with another planned?" Marinette ducked down at his glare, "and I officially was over Adrien a few months ago."

"...right, we'll say that we had an impromptu date when I first asked you when I was in Paris. You at the time didn't realise, thinking it was two friends hanging out, even if it was a little fancy for your taste. We enjoyed it and you wished for a proper date with how well we were getting along. We have an online one, as I can not meet you face to face, where you ask if I would be willing to enter a long distance relationship. I agree. I got you chocolates for the first date that you thought was strange but insisted on sharing right there with me." Damian set out the storyline for their start to dating. Marinette nodded.

"That works out well. There then wouldn't need to be much remembering."

"We'll keep most of it to actual events we have, phone calls to each other, and details we both know, stories from that summer as kids to reconnect to one another, romantic embellishments thrown in." Damian shrugged. "Are we missing much else for a background check?" Marinette thought and shook her head, "Okay, then onto rules. How do you feel about physical affection?"

Marinette blinked. Damian waited. He was a very non touching person, unless he trusted and felt close to the other person. And he knew that would be required with dating someone.

At least Marinette was a friend. And not a stranger. But knowing what Alya was expecting...

"Kiss cheek greetings, hugs and hand holding, I'm comfortable with," Marinette started. Damian nodded, "Alya will probably demand a proper kiss but, if you rather not we probably can get her to back off."

"We'll go with a kiss cheek greeting and hope that starves her off, we will work it out if it does not. I think that would be enough to start for now, I'll think about stuff we have forgotten, stick to our cover for the relationship, if you need to give more details, keep me informed. You should be going to bed now." Marinette glanced at the clock to see it was late.

"Yeah. Thanks again Damian. Good night!"

"Good night." Marinette hung up and breathed a sigh of relief. Damian was going to help her. She wouldn't be forced to go on a date with a guy she did not like.

She now could only hope that this all paid off.

Marinette sat at the back of the classroom. Her classmates having heard the tale from Alya were all curious. Adrien even more so to wonder what guy she was with to turn down a date with him when Alya and the other girls had talked about the obvious jealous issue she had with Lila over him. They all clamored for details on this Damian. Marinette refused to say his last name stating that it wouldn't mean anything important to them, and talked about how he was an annoyance as kids and how he put on airs but had really mellowed out since then.

Rose asked about meeting him.

"You can't. He is in America." Marinette stated.

"Oh, pull the other one Marinette, you are dating a boy from America? Get real and stop this lie on dating someone when you aren't." Alya stood with an eyeroll.

"I'm not lying Alya." Marinette protested, "Damian is from America but we knew each other when we were younger. And he is my boyfriend."

"Oh Marinette you're so brave to enter a long distance relationship. Heaven knows they don't last. My one didn't even make it a month!" Lila exclaimed.

Marinette barely held back her own retorts.

"You were in a long distant relationship Lila?"

"How cool!"

"What was it like?"

Marinette couldn't help her jaw drop. She couldn't be in such a relationship, but Lila could and it would be accepted at a drop of a hat? Unfair.

"To begin with it was amazing, and it became harder as I loved him more yet the distance kept us apart. Then I found him cheating on me! What I find strange is that his name was Damian, and he lived in America too... Do you think it's a coincidence?" Lila gasp, covering her mouth,

"It could be! Marinette you're better off cutting your loses before you end up duped and just go out with someone else." Mylene anxiously stared at her friend, the others nodding.

"I highly doubt it's the same Damian. Besides, my Damian wouldn't go as low as to cheat on someone. We know each other, he wouldn't do that." Marinette crossed her arms, and moved to ignore the class as Lila picked up a new cry of just wanting to look out for the girl. Marinette rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, mentally calculating the likelihood Damian was awake. Deciding he probably wasn't, she shoved her phone in her pocket and waited to see what else was in store for her day.

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3 years ago

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4 months ago

I hate you (5/?)

modern!Sukuna x Reader

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3 years ago

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𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄: college au, social media au with occasional written parts, modern supernatural (?) au, “and they were roommates”, horror themes (but not really?), slice of life, mystery, thriller, light angst, fluff, humor and crack (you know the drill 🤣)

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PROLOGUE: and so it begins

PART I: vore?

PART II: nefarious plans

PART III: a full essay? in these trying times?

PART IV: RONALD MCDONALD???

PART V: dumb b*tch allegations

PART VI: so mote it be (written)

PART VII: oh sweet Hecate

PART VIII: SOOBIN ENOUGH

PART IX: look at us