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Threading the needle: to skillfully navigate through a difficult conflict.
Kagami attempts to navigate through her feelings for one Marinette Dupain-Cheng as she commissions Marinette for a dress. She finds the courage to invite Marinette to the charity gala she’d commissioned the dress for, and to her surprise and joy, Marinette accepts.
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to those who believe by YukinaMika
Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Batman - All Media Types
12 Apr 2020
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Everything around Marinette fell apart. She did not know they were only falling into places.
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10 Feb 2021
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Damian discovers fanfictions and decides to write some too. However he does not assume at all his new "passion"... This will lead to some... misunderstandings...
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In Which Damian Needs a Tutor and Marinette Needs a Job by kceedraws
Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Batman - All Media Types
29 Mar 2020
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It starts with an offhand comment on Tim’s birthday.
Damian blinks. “It looked like what?”
“Lit,” Richard repeats. “Isn’t that what you kids call it, with the music and dancing…?”
“I don’t follow. The video had rather dim lighting, if you asked me.”
Richard pauses for a moment, his eyes wide as he scans to see if Damian is joking. When he realizes that there’s only confusion, Richard deeply sighs and pats him across the shoulder.
“You definitely need more friends your age.”
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08 Jan 2021
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The moon asked the sun, “What do you know of love?”
“It burns,” said the sun. “It brightens. It is something you make and then give away.”
“Don’t listen to him,” said the clouds. “This big ball of gas doesn’t know what he’s talking about.”
“Yes, I do,” said the sun. “Who but me makes the roses grow?”
“We do,” said the clouds. “Love nourishes, like the rain. We turn the hills green and fill the creeks so they will sing in their creekbeds.”
“Why do you ask?” said the sun.
“I think I might be in love,” said the moon. “I am trying to understand.”