02 Aug 2019
“I told Yaomomo I’d take her out for her birthday. You know, as a date,” Jirou says. “But then she asked if it’d be just me and her, and I panicked! So I told her... you and Kirishima would be there.”
Bakugou glares at her.
“C’mon, man!” Jirou argues. “You owe me for helping you get with Kirishima! Without me, you’d still think your feelings are just friendship!”
Bakugou should have known this would come back to bite him in the ass.
Gotham City, the criminal capital of America, might seem like an odd choice for a foreign exchange program seeing as the daily body count could easily reach the hundreds. But, Mme Bustier's akuma class was used to the kind of carnage found in cities where supervillains took up residence.
Despite the worries of her parents, Marinette was excited to be living in Gotham for the next three months. She had grown tired of her life inside the City of Love. What better way to escape than a trip across the ocean, she was even lucky enough to be one of the students selected for the internship at Wayne Enterprises. If only she didn't have the feeling of being watched, follow her to the new city.
Damian thought Gotham's academy's exchange program would never have another application after the disaster that was the last one. Unfortunately, he was mistaken. And to add insult to injury, his father had offered an internship to four of the french students. At least he had been permitted to miss school while working in the family's unsavory other business.
!!!This story is an A/B/O fic so if you're not into that please don't read!!!
Inspired by TheCuriousCat
5 times Marinette is really nice to her Soulmate and 1 time she looses her shit by TheUnexeptionalAuthor
Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, DCU, DCU (Comics)
20 Oct 2020
Everything that appeared on your soulmates body appeared on yours. Scars, wounds, and especially writing.
Marinette was a practiced liar by age 8, lying for her soulmate’s bruises, broken bones, and cut wounds.
Damian was a practiced liar by age 8 as well, lying to his grandfather about the drawings of flowers stemming from every wound in blue ink.
31 Jan 2020
“Well, it seems a bit funny…” Shinsou’s drawling voice trailed off, becoming slightly sharper by the word, “...that the three students with the most villainous quirks were set up for this.”
Tokoyami jerked upright. “You do not mean that-.”
“Oh he means it,” Bakugou growled out with narrowed eyes, “ pencil-ass set us up to play his goddamn villains because we’re good at it.”
Aizawa assigned Tokoyami, Bakugou, and Shinsou to play as the villains in the end year exam against the rest of the class.
Aizawa accounted for Bakugou's rage, Shinsou's asshole tendencies, and Tokoyami's self-esteem.
Aizawa did not account for the pure, unholy wrath, of three very petty teenagers who like to make a point.