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arty-shadow-morningstar · 11 months

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Con Man’s daughter (10)

[Masterlist]

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 7.5) (Part 8) (Part 9)

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Anyone else want more Damiraenette content?

Dick live streaming or something on Tiktok to keep up the appearance of not being the Batfam.

Tim drinking an unholy amount of coffee and gaining a lot of respect from college students. Shows them the library and makes small talk with Duke who was there.

Pretends Jason is not there in the corner to troll people into thinking that he is a ghost. Cass doing a short ballet show. You know the Wayne Family’s daily life.

He comments on how Damian is not awake yet which was unusual for him.

So being a big brother, he goes into Damian’s room without knocking to wake him up. Only to find topless Damian sleeping next to Raven in his bed. Damian woke up to Dick’s loud greeting.

“GRAYSON, GET THE FUCK OUT.”

“Sorry, lil’D, didn’t know that you had company over. So that’s what those noises from last night were.”

The chat is absolutely going crazy at this point.

Damian picked up a pillow to throw at Dick.

Then, Marinette sat up from the other side of Damian, half-asleep and wearing one of Damian’s signature black shirts. She yelled, “I am up. I am up.”

She then sees a shocked Dick.

“Go away, Dick,” she said and pulled Damian down to cuddle.

Dick closed the door before the pillow Damian threw could hit him

Suffice to say, #likefatherlikeson and #PlayboyIcePrince was trending on Gotham twitter for a while.

Until Damian said in an ‘interview’ that he was in a polymorous relationship with both of them and would kill sue the hell out of anyone who dared to call his girlfriends harlots and other degrading names.

No one ever dares to bring up his relationship ever again.

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Raven gets taken to Hell by her father, Trigon.

Marinette is friends with a few demons who know about her relationship with Raven.

So those demons were all too willing to spill the beans about Trigon’s big plans when she came knocking on their doors in fury and a deadly former assassin by her side, asking about where their girlfriend was.

Trigon is talking to Raven about how she was going to be used in his latest plan to take over the world.

Meanwhile, his front door is knocked down/ blown open by one Marinette Dupain-Cheng in her signature red coat.

Trigon grinned as he felt the intruder in his domain, “Well, looks like that Constantine girl of yours came to rescue you. I am going to have so much fun, ripping her head off in front of you.”

“No. Don’t hurt her.” Raven cried as she struggled against her bonds.

“Be patient, dear daughter. You will meet her soon. Maybe with less of her than you remembered.” Trigon vanished with a laugh.

“NO! NO! NO! FATHER!!!” Raven screamed after him.

Marinette is thrashing Trigon’s minions, using every Miraculous she has and every trick she knows when Trigon shows up.

“You are rather good. For a mortal.”

“Why. Thank you.” Marinette cheerily replied while sticking a paper talisman to a demon’s face. Her tired body struggling to keep up against the horde of demons told a different story.

“Well, let me put you out of your misery, pest.” Trigon said as he threw a bolt of lightning at her.

She expertly dodged it and it hit another demon instead. She grinned at him, “I will also take that as a compliment.”

“You are just a foolish child. What makes you think you can defeat me?”

“And you are a piece of shit who just got awarded the worst father of the century.” Marinette retorted before grabbing the demon who was coming behind her, “Of course, I can defeat you. With the power of love. And a shit ton of firepower.”

She sat the demon she was holding on fire and threw it at Trigon

Trigon just batted it away.

Battle continued for a few minutes. Marinette was feeling the effect of using all the Miraculous in her possession.

“Hah. Give up. It’s only a matter of time before you lose. You are already weakened by the overuse of the Miraculouses.”

Marinette just gave him a smile. She stood where she was and smiled. And it wasn’t just a smile. It was a familiar Constantine smirk that said ‘Shit is about to blow’.

Then, the room they were in started shaking.

“What did you do?”

“I am just the distraction, Trigon.” Her smirk widened into a grin as Raven in rage mode burst into the room. “And you forgot that me and Raven have a wonderful boyfriend.”

Damian showed up besides with a few Miraculous of his own.

Fade to black as Trigon gets his ass kicked by his daughter and her two partners.

-Little Cut scene-

John is just chilling at a bar when the bartender gets possessed by Gowther.

“What do you want?”

“Do you know that your spawn is in hell?”

“I am aware she takes unsupervised visits from time to time but it’s not like I can stop her. She’s too bloody stubborn to let something like being grounded stop her.”

“Yeah, about that. She just lost her shit and is basically going to war against Trigon to get her girlfriend back.”

“She’s WHAT?”

“Thought you might appreciate knowing.”

“You just love being a snitch to get her in trouble since she beat you in every video game.”

“That too.” Gowther cheerfully agreed.

“She’s in bloody trouble, alright. I am telling her mother.”

“Ooooh. Calling in the big guns, are you?”

“Now, shoo before I bring out the Latin and the holy water. I have a child to go save from her own stupidity.”

Bartender put his hands up in surrender. “Okay, John.” Black eyes disappear as the eyes roll to the back of the body’s head.

John leaves a few bills as he went to make a call to Chas.

--- That following summer... ---

Marinette was face down on the couch as her dad stood in the middle of the living room, shirtless and painting some concoction on himself for a ritual.

Marinette groaned for the nth time that day.

John took that as his cue to finally ask what was wrong, “Sweetheart, what are you doing here?”

Marinette slightly turned her face towards him so her voice wasn't muffled.

“Hawkmoth is being a bitch again.”

“Why haven’t you stopped him then? You already know who he is. Get the cops. Knock down his door and arrest him then.”

“You know why. It’s just circumstantial evidence on my part.”

“You don’t have to find a cure for his wife, you know. Take the matter into your own hands if you don’t want cops involved.”

“I am trying to save Emilie for multiple reasons and top of the list is to make sure Adrien has at least one parent when this whole mess is over.”

“I know he is your nemesis’s son but why do you care so much about him?”

“Because he is also Chat Noir.”

John stopped what he was doing. “Say what now?”

Marinette realised that she had given her father more ammo to complain about Master Fu.

“Are you telling me that the old fool gave one of the most important Miraculous to the Butterfly Man’s own son?!”

“To be fair, before he got taken away by the Order, I didn’t know for sure that Hawkmoth was Chat Noir’s dad.”

“How come I didn't know about this until now?!”

“I thought you knew.”

“All you told me was that he was a boy in your class!” John sighed. “Fine. Anything else I need to know about?”

“Nothing I can think of.”

“Then, why are you still here? I have to finish painting over my body for the cleansing ritual and I can’t do that with you around.”

“I am bored. My friends are either out of town or busy with their own thing. Damian and Raven are on that Teen Titans mission in the next galaxy for 10 days. And I hit a dead end on the cure.”

“Then go to hell or something. I am sure you can find something to entertain yourself with down there. That’s what I would do.”

John went back to painting before he realised what he had done when it had gotten too quiet.

He looked up to see his daughter gone from the couch.

He hesitated before deciding that his daughter is a more responsible person than he was and probably won’t get into much trouble.

That was his mistake.

-----5 days later....-----

John was at a Justice League meeting when his phone rang.

The number was 666 which was worrisome because it was Lucifer’s number.

It wouldn’t shut even when he took the battery out.

“Constantine, turn off your phone.” Batman ordered.

“Look, mate, I am trying but the bloody Devil is calling me.” John showed his phone battery out of the phone and the screen that is still showing 666. “He will probably keep ringing until I answer.”

“Then, do it.”

“Hello, your Majesty. Can you hurry up on what you need? Because I am in the middle of something here.” John answered.

“Ah. Constantine Senior. You finally picked up.” Lucifer’s smooth baritone is heard by everyone in the conference room, “You already know who I am so I will keep this short.”

“What do you want?”

“I am calling on behalf of Hell to tell you to come pick your daughter up.”

“What?”

“Your daughter, Lady Rouge. She refuses to give me her name. She is currently in my castle dungeons although I am not sure how long that will be true. She has caused quite a bit of trouble in my realm and well, my subjects are not happy.”

“What did she do?” John sighed, already feeling a headache and dread at what his daughter had done. Damn, he was beginning to understand why Batman sighed so much when his kids are mentioned.

There was a bit of paper rustling from his end. “Oh my me. There is quite a list of complaints but from the paper I am reading from. The gist is that your hellspawn had made a deal with a lot of demons.” Lucifer seemed to be suppressing his laughter.

“She appeared to have found a way to abuse each of those deals and made a deal with another demon to take her place in the deal. There are quite a few loops. Unless the perfect conditions are fulfilled, every demon is stuck trying to hold up their end of the deal. There is an UNO game made up of at least 20 demons and counting that is never going to end because they all made a deal that the game wouldn’t end unless a red Zero is placed down and she appeared have given all of the red zero cards to Mammon who is tasked to guard it with his life unless someone manages to get all the golden bust of the Founding fathers of the United States and exchange them for the cards. Except Alexander Hamilton is being moved every hour and George Washington is part of a prize pool for a Super Smash Bro Tournament where Gowther has to win every game and when he wins the tournament restarts. You get the idea.”

“Can’t they just… stop?”

“They could stop but they would lose the souls they all had collected till now. You know how prideful demons are. At least one third of the demon population is stuck in what they are now calling the Ouroboros deal and the soul stock market crashed 3 times since she arrived. Once literally.”

(Ouroboros is that symbol of the snake eating its own tail. The above idea is from @writing-prompts and I will link that post when I find it.)

John was quiet for a minute and said, “Please tell me that’s it.”

Lucifer laughed. The bastard. “Sorry, Constantine. That would be a lie and you know I don’t lie.”

John groaned. It had been five days since he last saw Marinette. Since Hell ran on a different time, 5 days could be either 5 weeks or 50 years in Hell’s time. Fuck, even Batman was giving him a look of pity. A few other Leaguers had gotten popcorn to watch his hair turn grey in real time.

“What else?”

“Let’s see. Trigon’s territory is a bit of a mess now but he can’t do anything because most of his minions are part of the Ouroboros deal. There is a pack of hellhounds and wild animals loose in Dis. Your daughter was caught five times and escaped each time. She was last caught because she was waiting in line for boba tea.”

John took a moment to use those calming breathing techniques he heard worked. “You sound too happy for a monarch whose realm got thrown into chaos.”

“This is the most entertained I have been in years. And I also scheduled a vacation in LA for the next year or so. Plenty of time for Beelzebub to get it right. I can always extend my vacation if Hell still isn’t fixed by then.”

“So why are you calling me?”

“Your daughter made a deal with me to get her out of Hell in one piece, mentally unscarred and soul intact in exchange for information on how to break the Ouroboros deal. She is quite the evil mastermind.”

“I suppose it’s not going to be easy and very beneficial for her.”

“The conditions are either to make Emilie Agreste wake up again or make sure Gabriel Agreste isn’t allowed to send out any akumas or amok for 5 years. The problem is that the demon she made this deal to had a third condition to fulfil and because they chose to do the third, the entire Ouroboros deal started.”

“Oh no. What was the third condition?”

“To disguise themselves as any inanimate object. Change location and appearance once every twelve hours and not be found for 10 years in Earth’s time. If they get found, they have to fufil one of the other conditions. If they succeed any of the conditions, they would get a soul from her. The best bit is that it’s not hers.”

“Whose soul did she put down for all this trouble?”

“A girl named Chloe Bourgeosis apparently. Apparently, the demon bought the lie that it was her real name. Essentailly she is inconveniencing nearly half of Hell unless they solve her pest problem or they are stuck in a loop for the next 10 years. And all we would get out of it is some bratty girl’s soul. You see, not everyone is happy with her right now.”

“I reckon. I am coming over as soon as my business up here is done.”

“Sure. But make it fast. Trigon is first in line for her head.”

John put the phone away and turned to Zatanna. “Bottle of the strongest whiskey you can summon.”

She gave him a sympathethic smile and handed him a glass of water. Traitor.

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Marinette is at the Mystery House to do something and sipping coffee since she didn’t get much sleep last night due to an akuma. She wasn’t paying any attention to her surroundings, too tired to register and walking past the dark haired boy who was nervously sitting on the couch in the living room.

A moment later, she realised that there’s a kid in the house of Mystery.

She backtracked and the kid was now trying to avoid her gaze.

Marinette slapped herself, much to the boy’s confusion, and muttered, “It’s not a dream then.”

The boy nervously looked at her and said, “hey…?”

Marinette blinked and realised that she was supposed to say something.

“Bonjour. I mean, hi. I am Marinette. Sorry, it’s just that we don't get many visitors at the house. Who aren’t demons or other non-human entities. Especially kids cause Dad’s bad around them. And I am a little tired right now and I am babbling like a moron. So what’s your name?”

“Um…”,he hesitated but less apprehensive than before.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to tell me. Fae rules are like that. Are you okay with me calling you kid instead? Or do you prefer something else?”

“No, it’s okay. I am Billy. Billy Batson. It’s just weird since I didn’t think that anyone else lives here besides Mr. Constantine.”

“I don’t. I just pop in from time to time.”

“Oh…But um…how do you know Mr. Constantine?”

“He’s my Dad.”

“He’s married?”

Marinette snorted, “Hell no. I am a product of a one-night stand. My mom and him had a friends-with-benefits kinda deal. My mom is married to someone else. They run a bakery together.”

“I didn’t think that he would be someone’s dad.” Billy said. “He looks so… irresponsible.”

Marinette snorted, “I know, right? He doesn’t strike people like a father figure. So, Billy, what brings you here to this House of Mystery.”

“He’s Captain Marvel.” John’s voice came from the side room and there were sounds of him moving stuff to find something.

“Who?”

“You know, the World’s Mightiest Mortal. Champion of Magic.” Billy explained, finding it weird introducing himself like that.

“Oh. Shazam’s successor. The asshole finally picked someone.” Marinette said.

“You knew the Wizard?”

“I met him once. Wu Kong made a wrong turn and we landed on the Rock of Eternity. Man, it was even more awkward when Tikki came out and basically threw hands with the guy.”

“Who’s Tikki?”

Said Kwami came out from her hiding place in Marinette’s pocket. “Hi, my name is Tikki and I am a kwami. I give Marinette her powers to become Lady Rouge.”

“Isn’t Lady Rouge that Parisian hero that made Green Lantern cry?”

“It wasn’t me. Well, it was partly my fault but having both Wonder Woman and Batman being angry at you would be terrifying for anyone.” Marinette tapped Tikki’s head. “And Tikki, never seen you this excited to reveal my identity to someone?”

“Marinette, I have to make a good impression on the new Champion. It was a tragedy what happened to the old one.”

“You know about Black Adam?” Billy asked

“Yes. His story is quite a sad one. Teth-Adam was a great Champion and fought alongside one of my holders. Shazam locked him away over a misunderstanding.”

“Ah yes. The classic old tale about foolish old men who dump all of their responsibility on children and can’t even give simple guidance and talk in the vaguest riddles like they know everything because they have lived for so long. I know that Shazam had died but I thought he would have the common sense to have his Champion be someone older.”

“I can take care of myself. I know what I am doing.”

“Billy. I am sure you can but you shouldn’t have too. Those old men were just cowards, afraid of the consequences of their actions, covering up their mistakes as best as they could and when it finally came back to bite them in the ass. They put the task of cleaning up their messes on us. We would have lived normal lives and never have to see the horrors we have seen or make the hard decisions at such a young age when we should have been having fun.”

“Oh. I never thought it was like that. Being Captain Marvel made me believe that someone like me who is just a nobody that I can save the world.”

“You aren’t wrong for thinking like that. Having powers is cool and I have taken that for granted before I got Tikki. You are a better person than me, Billy Batson. But still it was wrong of them to give us the tools that would be bad in the wrong hands and have us fight their war for them.”

“Who was your wizard?”

Marinette laughed before answering Billy, “Have you ever heard of the Miraculous before?”

“A little.”

“Well,...” Marinette told Billy about the situation in Paris and Master Fu.

The two talked about their respective hero work and bond while John searched for whatever he needed to help Billy.

Marinette gave Billy a card with her number and told him to call her if he ever needs help.

“I will come over wherever you are. Immediately. No questions asked.”

“But why?”

“Well, you are a kid and I just emotionally adopted you as my little brother now so you can’t get rid of me. Besides, I am easier to get hold of than my dad if you ever need a bit of expertise on a few magical matters.”

Then, John came in with a thick book in his hands and looked between the two of them, “Found it. Did you two have a nice playdate?”

“Billy is my new brother now.”

“I am not going to adopt him. He already has his own family and one hell spawn is enough for me to deal with.”

“I love you too, dad. Don’t be afraid to ask for a favor, Billy. I have to go. I have school in -like-” She looked at the grandfather clock that showed time in another dimension where time runs backwards, “-an hour.”

“Don’t run just on stamina potions for three days straight again and go to sleep once school is over. I will call your mother to check on you. I know you came here to get your hands on the ingredients for it.” John called after her.

“Okay. Bye. Love you. See ya” Marinette said as she stepped through the portal.

John turns back to Billy, “Kids, amirite? That’s why you have to use protection.”

“I’m twelve.”

“But she’s right, Billy.” John added, “You need someone who’s an expert when you find yourself in a pinch. As much as I hate to say it, she’s good at the family ‘business’. Besides, I might not be available all the time. She can teach you magic too when I can’t be bothered.”

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First time, Billy called Marinette. She portaled to his location immediately and found Billy as Captain Marvel in the phone booth, awkwardly standing inside as the area they were in was in chaos.

“So what happened?” She asked in her Lady Rouge suit.

“Um, who are you?”

“Whoops. Sorry.” Marinette removed her mask. “It’s me, Marinette. This is my hero costume and the magic makes me unrecognisable by other people. I go by Lady Rouge.”

“Okay.”

“So what’s up? And why is everything on fire?” she asked as she put her mask back on.

Billy explained. There is a demon on the loose. Somebody in Fawcett had the bright idea to sumon one but didn’t do the ritual right. He tried everything but the demon bastard was slippery to catch.

Everytime he is close to catching the demon, there will be people nearby who will be in danger so Billy has to let the demon go in order to save the civillians.

“At this point, I need some help.” He sheepishly ended. “Hope I wasn’t a bother to you.”

Lady Rouge reached up and ruffled his hair, “I made a promise to you,kid. You call for whatever you need and I will come. Now, let’s go catch that bastard.”

They set a trap and Captain Marvel tries to lead the demon towards it. It gets trapped.

Lady Rouge being dramatic steps out the shadow, “Well done, Cap. Just as planned.”

When the demon caught sight of who was helping Captain Marvel, it shrieked, “IT'S YOU!!”

Lady Rouge tilted her head confused, “I’m sorry. I don’t think I have ever met you before.”

“You don’t need to know my name. I am leaving. I swear I will never come to the human side ever again. Please let me go. Please.” It begged.

Lady Rouge just rolled with it. “How can I trust you to keep your promise?”

“I swear on my name. I swear on everything I have. Please. Please let me go.”

Lady Rouge took the demon’s hand, used a sharpie to draw something that looked nearly phallic and chanted a spell that glowed bright. The demon cried louder.

“Don’t be a baby. That was a simple tracking spell. It doesn’t hurt.”

“You used angelic runes!”

“Oops. But now I will know if you come upside again. Oh, by the way, tell all your friends down there that my sentence was lifted.” She said before opening a portal to Hell under the demon.

Captain Marvel stared at her.

“What?”

“Why was that demon so scared of you?”

“Nearly every low-level demon thinks I am a demon. High-ranking ones won’t say shit because they know how much of a headache it would be if it got out that I was just a human or because they think what I do is entertaining.”

“That’s kinda messed up.”

“It’s hell, kiddo. Of course, it’s kinda messed up. I can give you a tour of the place one day.”

“It’s fine.” Billy didn’t want to go to where demons lived willingly. “What did you mean that your sentence was lifted? Are you banned from going to hell or something?”

Marinette looked away and muttered something quickly in French.

“What?” The infinite wisdom of Solomon meant he could understand what she said but he wasn’t sure he heard it right.

“I was grounded because I might have… caused a ruckus down there a while ago.”

“What did you do?” he questioned.

“It’s a long story. You don’t need to know.”

“I heard something about the crashing of the stock market and loopholes.”

“There were a lot of things one after another. First, my girlfriend was taken away by her demon father and he was a high-ranking one so it caused a lot of buzz. For the next few months, I was getting tired of fighting akumas so I caused a lot of... mischief for the denizens of hell as stress-relief and long story short, I fucked over Hell’s governing system and the Devil himself made a deal with my father that I won’t be able to go to Hell for my entire lifetime so they wouldn’t have to deal with me.”

“You… you got a lifetime ban from hell.”

“Yes, when I die, I might go to hell but as long as I am living and breathing, I can’t step foot in there.”

“But you told the demon that you were coming back.”

Lady Rouge’s mask widened and Captain Marvel knew that she was grinning under her mask. “That’s the fun part. They don’t know that. And they are going to send Hell into a frenzy because they are scared of me returning.”

“You are basically Hell’s bogeyman.”

Lady Rouge laughed. “Oh my kwami, that sounds awesome. I am putting that on my business cards.”

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lily-drake · 2 years

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how about an au where mari is an al ghul--either through talia or nyssa--but not a wayne. she has a natural affinity for magic and gets assigned on a mission to retrieve the miraculous for the league, which is an offshoot of the order of the guardians that established itself as a separate organization when the temple and the guardians in it were eaten by Feast.

Requested by Breeze(anonymous) on my Ao3

Cousin

Nyssa knew her daughter would be special, especially when her father was someone with powerful magic. Constantine had no idea that he had a daughter, but she was fine with that, it meant that she wouldn’t have to deal with him any longer. Ra’s was displeased with how she had acquired an air, but pleased when the small girl was born. She had blue eyes just like her father and Nyssa’s dark brown hair. As Ra stared down at the child in her daughter’s arms he knew that she would be destined for greatness. Talia had brought him his male heir, Nyssa brought him a powerful weapon that would allow for him to finally once again retrieve the power that belonged to him. He placed his palm carefully atop the young girl’s head and smiled. His family would be strong, and together they would reach his goal and Earth would be safe.

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“Cousin.”

Damian said with a small tip of his head.

“Hello Damian.”

Marinette responded with a small bow. They both were called by their grandfather and were told to wait outside the doors to his study until they were called in. They didn’t see each other often, but when they did there was a rivalry to show who was the best. To prove to their grandfather that their side of the family were the most devoted. When the doors opened both walked in sync until they were in front of their grandfather and bowed. He nodded to them and raised a hand, allowing them to straighten up.

“It is good to see you both. I have a mission for each of you. Damian, there is a leak in our base in Tai Wong, I would like for you to take care of them.”

Damian stood up straighter as he nodded and responded with a strong,

“Yes Grandfather.”

Ra’s nodded then looked down at Marinette. He knew from reports from his daughter and Marinette’s teachers how well her training had been going. The mages he had gotten to train her with her powers reported how strong she had gotten and how capable she was. He had watched her training for an entire day and knew that she was ready. He had waited hundreds of long years for this, and now, ten years after she was born, he would finally get them back.

“I need you to go to Paris where the miraculous have once again been activated. I need you to retrieve the Miraculous of the Cat and the Ladybug and bring them back to me. Neither of you will tell anyone what your missions are to anyone else, do you understand?”

“Yes Grandfather.”

They answered in unison before bowing and once dismissed, they left the room to prepare for their departure.

“I wish you luck Cousin as I will be the first to complete my task.”

As Marientte thought over what Grandfather had asked of her she nodded.

“You may be right Cousin, this task may take a large amount of time.”

Damian scowled at that, she wasn’t supposed to agree. This was always how their challenges began, this was supposed to be the beginning of a challenge where they would bet over no-questions-asked favor. She had three over him and he had two over her. He wanted them to be even, but if she was agreeing with him, then there was a low chance they would be making the bargain to make them even.

“Good luck Cousin, I need to plan out my next moves.”

And with that she left, lost in thought with what she needed to do to obtain the objects that their grandfather wanted.

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This was going to be harder than she thought she realized as she watched the cat and bug holder run across rooftops as they chased a strangely colored child who was shooting bubbles from a wand. She had been studying them from afar for nearly a week now and knew exactly who they were. It was clear they weren’t trained as they de-transformed in some of the worst areas possible and the way they fought. The Cat had training in some form of fencing, but he had a bo staff and it killed her to watch him misuse the weapon.

She had also seen the amount of destruction that these so-called Akumas could cause. If she took the miraculous from the kids now, then the city would be doomed and she would fail the cause that Grandfather stood for. So she decided that she needed to stop Hawkmoth before she could take the jewels that Grandfather wanted. So that’s what she began to do.

First she needed to create a sigil around the entire city that would detect strong magical forces, and once she was able to pinpoint the strongest points she would begin her search into the people to see if they would have any real motive for obtaining the jewels.

Drawing the sigil undetected took longer than she thought it would, especially since she was trying to do it undetected. But after a month, she was finally able to begin the spell. She felt the energy of the city surrounding her, the magic of the city itself strong and burning with life that brought people together. She pushed away that energy as best as she could, beginning to pinpoint smaller yet powerful magic in different locations. There were quite a few places, she felt a very strong pull near a set of smaller shops, then there were the apartments that Ladybird lived in; she pushed that place away as well. There were many magicians that lined the streets of the city, but their magic was only meant to bring spectators. It was strong, but not very important. Then there was the higher class of Paris. There were a few users, but none of them were as strong as the Agreste manor. She was about to move it away in her mind as she knew that the cat lived there, but there was also something else. It felt like a desperate force, now she couldn’t sense whether or not the magic was malevolent with the spell she used, but something wasn’t right at that mansion, and she would be checking their first. At least she was going to until she felt a force of magic that nearly broke her concentration from sheer shock. The magic was traveling around the city, so it wasn’t a place, it kept disappearing, then reappearing, most likely teleporting. She didn’t know who this was, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to.

Once she got the information she needed, she ended the spell and began to prepare for her departure to Agreste Mansion. _____

“Hey kid.”

Marinette froze in place. She was still hidden in the shadows of the roof, there should be no way that anyone should be able to see her.

“Come on out, I’m not here for anything bad. I just want to talk.”

Marinette stayed silent, not moving even a millimeter. She didn’t dare give herself away in case this was some bluff.

The person didn’t move from their spot on the roof, instead choosing to pull out a cigarette and light it with his own finger. He took a long drag from it before blowing out a large puff of smoke. His figure was completely relaxed, and not in a fake way, but in a way that he truly thought that he was in no danger. They both stayed like that for an undetermined amount of time, neither willing to give up their position.

“I’m not here to cause you any harm. I promise that I’ll leave you alone and act like nothing happened if you can answer me one question.”

Marinette glared at the man, this was the power that she had felt earlier in the day. He would find her no matter what she did. She needed to be prepared in case this was an ambush. SHe quickly readied her weapons and thought through all of the counter and offensive spells that she could use. Once she thought that she was ready, she revealed herself with her hood up so that her face would not be seen.

“There you are. You’re smaller than I thought you’d be.”

Marinette glared at the man holding back a retort. She needed to have a clear head, especially if this man was a mind reader. She would need to put up her mental block, and she needed to put all her focus into it if she had to do it suddenly.

The man smiled at her as he threw the butt of what she believed was his fourth cigarette onto the ground.

“What demon did you make a deal with?”

Marinette blinked at that. She had not been expecting that question. She gave no way of showing her shock, but it was there. She didn’t respond. The man sighed as he sat down in front of her.

“Look, if you tell me the demon that did this I’ll leave, there’s nothing more I want, and you don’t seem like the type to abuse your powers as the sigil I felt was only a location spell. From the strength of it I know that you could have done a lot worse, but you're not. So I have no need to worry about who you are or what you’re trying to do. So if you can give me a name we won’t have to see each other ever again.”

Marinette weighed the pros and cons of this offer and decided that it would be fine for her to tell the man that she was simply born with her magic capabilities. Unlike many others she had trained very hard with her magic which might be what made it so powerful.

“I was born like this. I have never met or made a deal with a demon.”

The man looked at her skeptically, his eft brow arched in a qualitative and disbelieving manner. They stared at each other down, her eyes being the only thing visible through her league attire. Then his eyes widened in shock and realization.

“Who’s your mother?”

Marinette glared at him. Like she would ever tell him that. She could feel a gentle presence in her mind and quickly put up her mental block. So he was a mind reader. His eyes narrowed slightly, but it wasn’t in a threatening way, more annoyed.

“If you find her before I do, tell Nyssa I said that I would like to talk with her.”

And with that the man disappeared. Marientte felt dread overcome her as the words the man had just said washed over her. She wasn’t fast enough, or maybe her block wasn’t strong enough. Grandfather would be disappointed in her, and Mother. She shivered at the thought.

She returned to the shadows and once again began her journey to the Mansion, though her mind was filled with fear of what would happen if they found out what happened.

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The security system was laughable, she thought to herself as she slid in through the window that led to the main study. This was one of the places she had felt the magic so strongly, but it wasn’t the place she was looking for. She stood in the shadowed corner of the office, scanning the room for anything that could be a trap or cause her to mess up. She smiled to herself when she saw nothing of the sort and quietly muttered a revealing spell to herself. Once she opened her eyes she could see the magical energy all around the manor. There were three strong magical forces. The dark tar-like force must belong to the Cat, but the polluted cloud-like purple force confirmed all of her suspicions. But there was a third force, it was old, practically a wisp, but it was still there. It was a faded sickly-blue color that had been laid dormant for quite some time. She followed the light blue to a portrait where the blue was the strongest, though still very faint. She pulled back the painting and came across a safe. She typed in the code of the late Emilee Agreste’s birthdate and was happy to see it open itself up. There was a peacock shaped broach, it was damaged, but she could feel the magic that radiated from it. So she took it, obviously the older Agreste had hurt this poor item in some way, he didn’t deserve such power.

She quickly closed the safe and portrait doors before she began to follow the thick purple. Quietly she opened the door that led to the older Agreste’s room and followed the magical trace to a broach that laid atop a dresser next to the sleeping Agrest’s bed. Taking it was child’s play, it wasn’t anything grand. There was no fight, no curses, no resistance. She took it and left without a trace that she was even there to begin with. She thought about taking the Cat Jewel now, afterall it would be so easy, but that wouldn’t be right. He too was a hero, if she were to take it, it would be in a true and fair battle of skill and wit. And so she left with the jewels of the villain so that he could never torment the city again. She knew she would still see the heroes again, afterall they wouldn’t know that the villain was gone until she gave the jewels back to them, and they always patrolled together on Wednesday nights. So she would just have to wait a little longer until she could finally return to the League.

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Sunday night she jolted up from her bed, her knife pointed at the neck of the person who had dared to enter her room. She was at a cheap run down motel near the edge of the city. She had installed her own locks and alarms in the place so that she would know if someone had broken in. None of them had gone off, and if she hadn’t been trained to awaken at the mere presence of someone else, she knew that she wouldn’t even be here today. She glared up at the man and was shocked to see that it was the same man that had stopped her on the roof on Friday night.

“Hey kid. Talked to your mom, turns out that you never knew who your dad is.”

Marinette raised a brow. It was true that she didn’t know who her father was, she was always told that he was never relevant, so she had always pushed thoughts of him away to the back of her mind. She didn’t understand what that had to do with the man who had just teleported into her room, despite the ruins she made to prevent such a thing.

“Well, how would you like to get to know him?”

She was extremely confused now. How did this man know her mother, how did he know her father, were they partners, did he join with the League for something once?

“Well, I’m excited to get to know you, so let's get out of this city.”

It took a moment to understand what he meant. Her grip on the knife never faltered as she kept it level with his neck, but she was confused now. Was this man really her father? If so, her mother had a terrible taste in men. He was disheveled, his hair matted, he smelled like cigarettes, and seemed very unpleasant. But she was sure her mother had her reasons.

‘Everyone has a purpose. Sometimes we have to exploit it for the mission, even if we’d never do it otherwise.’

She remembered her mother saying those words to her right before her first kill. He must have been part of a mission. A mission to have her.

“I need to finish my mission.”

She had already been gone for so long, and she was so close to being able to return.

“Not anymore, Ra’s is gone.”

The dagger nearly slipped from her hands at his words, but she quickly recovered.

“Liar, he can never die!”

“Sorry to say kid, but Deathstroke blocked his ability to get to the Pit before he killed him. Your aunt, cousin, and mother are still alive, but Ra’s is gone, thus your mission is void. Your cousin is staying with his father and your mother wants you to stay and train under me until she and Talia are able to deal with the mess.”

Marinette didn’t know how to respond as she processed the news. Her grandfather was dead, she had been training so long for this very moment, and now there was no point in carrying it through.

“I want proof.”

She said, refusing to just believe such a far-fetched story. This could be a trick after-all, and she wasn’t one to fall for something so easily.

“And I mean physical proof. I will not fall for any of your magical farces, magician.”

He nodded, as if thinking through what she said before sighing.

“Very well, I know you can teleport to your mother. Go and ask her, she should be in one of her safehouses at the moment.”

Marinette glared at the man. This could be a trap, and she had no idea what would happen if did what he said. He sighed in exasperation,

“You really are a mistrustful child.”

“Trust is for fools.”

“Just like your mother.”

He mumbled, and the next thing she knew she was in a new room in a place she had never seen before. She looked around and saw the man in the corner of the room staring straight at the door in front of them. She glared at him and was about to throw her dagger at him, but before she could the door burst open and there was a gun pointed at her. Quickly, Marinette stood and bowed,

“Hello Mother, sorry for the intrusion.”

She said quickly, dropping her hand to her side.

“Well I’m not. You need to tell her the truth.”

The blonde man grumbled while staring annoyedly at her mother. She would make sure that he would not leave this room alive for his disrespect. Nyssa sighed and reupholstered her gun after turning the safety back on.

“Why didn’t you just teleport her away if she wasn’t going with you willingly?”

Her mother said, only acknowledging his existence as she signaled for her daughter to stand straight.

“See, normally I would do that, but this isn't normally, now is it?”

Her mother rolled her eyes as she came and crouched down so that she and Marientte were eye level.

“Marientte. This is your father, John Constantine. He has great power, and I want you to learn from him so that you can become just as great in power as he is. It isn’t safe now, but do not worry, it will be soon.”

Marinette kept steady eye contact and relaxed only slightly when her mother placed her hand atop her shoulder.

“So it’s true then. Grandfather is dead?”

Nyssa gave a small nod, her eyes steady and seemingly unaffected by such a thing.

“Yes. But we know that he will find a way to return. He always does, and we will rule for him until that day.”

“Of course.”

Nyssa gave a ghost of a smile before she nodded to her daughter.

“Go with your father now, ravens will fill the sky.”

Marinette nearly sighed in relief. That was a code that only the two of them knew, a sign that this was real and not some illusion. If the phrase wasn’t said while there was a magic user around, then there was a high chance that this was in her imagination.

“Yes mother, I will fulfill our destiny.”

Nyssa tucked a strand of her daughter's dark brown hair behind her ear, and with that she stood and left the room without another word or glance. Once the door was closed she turned to look at the man before her. She began to more fully study him now, he was confident, open, his eyes looked kind, and he held himself with a purpose.

“I will go with you now.”

A large smile bloomed across his lips as he slowly made his way towards her, but not touching her. She was thankful for that.

“Glad to hear that. Zatanna will be very pleased to meet you.”

“Who is that?”

“Your step-mother.”

And with that, he teleported them to his home.

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Two years later

Damian calmly walked through the halls of the manor. He knew that something was off, but he couldn’t tell what yet. As he passed one of the open family rooms he paused in his tracks. Slowly he turned around, dagger at the ready.

“Hello cousin.”

Damian spun around, brandishing the knife at the young girl’s throat.

“What are you doing here?”

He growled out, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

“If you think I’m here as a Shadow you are sorely mistaken. Dad is finally letting me visit you.”

She said nonchalantly as she turned a page from a book.

Damian raised a brow, slowly lowering the knife to his side.

“Pardon?”

She sighed as if exasperated, which was a clear indicator that she truly had been away from the League for sometime. There was no way she would behave in such a way if she were still a member.

“My dad is letting me visit you, Cousin.”

“Tt. And who would your father be?”

A small smirk slid onto her lips as she turned another page.

“John Constantine.”

Damian stared at her before his lip turned down in disgust.

“Aunt Nyssa really stooped that low.”

Marinette quickly set the book down and for the first time since they had met again made eye contact with him. There was a wide mischievous smile on her lips as she responded,

“That’s what I thought too! But then I remembered how she was always talking about doing things for the mission that you may never do if you didn’t have to! I bet she was always referring to having to put up with him!”

Damian returned the smile as he took a seat next to her.

“So, how long have you been with him?”

“Hmmm, about two-and-a-half years now. I’ve actually learned a lot from him.”

“Like what?”

“I can now control fire with my mind, and I’m much better at reading others' minds.”

“If you even try to read mine I will eviscerate you.”

Marinette rolled her eyes and retorted,

“Why on Earth would I want to read your angsty murdery thoughts? No thank you.”

She fake shivered then went back to reading her book.

“Oh, and I’m cashing in.”

Damian raised a brow, but gave in.

“What’s the plan?”

“I’m going to quickly use a semi-permanent black dye and pretend that Bruce adopted me and see how long it takes for everyone to notice.”

Damian gave her a wicked smirk and nodded.

“I’d do it now, they will be down in about 20 minutes. I will let Alfred know so that he will not ruin the plan by accident.”

“Thank you Cousin.”

And with that she set the book on the coffee table and left to one of the bathrooms with a small backpack. This would be interesting.

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jayphoenic · 2 years

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MLB Bio!Dad Constantine Recommendations

Con Man’s Daughter by @arty-shadow-morningstar

(Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 7.5)

Batman is surprised to find out that Constantine has a daughter who is also involved in magic like her Father but an apparently more specialised kind called the Miraculous. He is a little miffed that he didn’t know about John having a daughter. He did consider it weird at first that she had a slight french accent unlike her father’s Liverpool accent although she pronounced some words like he does.

He also connected some dots that she is also the Parisian heroine, Lady Rouge who Wonder Woman introduced to the League a while back and had declined to join the Young Justice or Teen Titans until everything in Paris was resolved.

Curiosity Killed the Exorcist by @soulmate-game

“If those timelines are now-deleted, then I obviously don’t remember what’s so bad about telling me why you’re acting like I’m some hated family member you’re avoiding!”

Silence.

Pure. Fucking. Silence. As they all watch with front row seats as Marinette flinches at the word ‘family’.

Pure silence as Constantine’s shoulders drop at the sight of her flinch, realization slapping itself on his face.

“No.”

Locked Emotions by @musicfeedsmysoul12

This doesn’t actually have a title

So Marinette is angry and bitter and full of magic. She also does something super risky. Like John locking up his childhood innocence and such, she locks up her rage and anger and her knowledge of the truth. She doesn’t want to hurt anyone.

Becoming Ladybug is easy. She’s good at what she does and uses her own magic to help. John hears about what’s going on in Paris and goes looking. He sees Ladybug using magic and… that’s his family magic… oh.

Bio!Dad John Constantine by @multifandomscribette

(Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)

They never developed a father-daughter relationship - neither particularly wanted one - but the mentor-mentee one worked out very well for them, and it did help both of them improve as people and ‘professionals’.

Marinette gave John a ladybug charm that she made, endowed with a lot of luck, since she know he has a dangerous job, though she never told him about what it can actually do. He doesn’t know about her being Ladybug and she likes it like that.

Remember some chapters are longer than others (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

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its-maemain · 6 months

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Maribat Prompt:

Bio dad John Constantine AU where John sold his firstborn (or their soul) in a deal. (ya know under the belief he won't have a child)

At [Age] the entity he sold her too comes to collect, but the Kwami ain't letting that happen and Marinette is making sure she gets answers.

#maribat #maribat prompt #bio dad john constantine #maribat john constantine #i know john isn't that stupid but imagine he was like “im so careful and imma put a spell on myself so I don't have kids”#but he already got a person pregnant (sabine)

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marsrize · 1 year

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Adrien son of John Constantine and King Shark.

I had this crazy idea, and now I can't get rid of it. So I decided that everyone would suffer with me.

Here's the idea: What if Adrien was the son of John Constantine and King Shark?

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Constantine and Nanaue (King Shark) have more of a "friends with benefits" relationship. They are not exactly together. One day, they bump into each other and as usual they have their fun together. However, this time John accidentally casts a fertility spell.

They split up again.

The story should have ended there. Only, a few weeks later, Nanaue felt strange. He found himself with a fever and a lot of stomachache. The time passed and he felt more and more strange. He already had a monstrous diet before, but now it only got worse. His desire to eat had almost tripled.

What makes him feel even stranger is that he craves food that he didn't care for before, such as normal human food. And above all... He wanted to eat vegetables... He was going crazy, right?

He began to steal food from several restaurants on the seaside.

This was not all. He felt less fast, more quickly tired. He felt like he was always in a bad mood. The only thing Nanaue wanted was to be left alone in his underwater cave. Even the presence of fish around him (which was normal at the bottom of the ocean) irritated him to no end.

After about 7 months, he realized that his belly was much bigger than before. And above all, he felt something move in his stomach. It was at that moment that Nanaue knew exactly what was happening to him.

As crazy as it may sound, he was expecting a pup.

The idea of having an heir/heiress bothered him to no end. He wasn't really a father figure. He was a shark, not a stupid human. Nanaue didn't care why or how this happened. The fact was that he was expecting a cub. End of story.

He decided to wait. He had nothing else to do anyway.

Months later, Nanaue gave birth to a ................... He had absolutely no idea what this thing was. However, this... thing?... had golden hair and piercing green eyes. He stared at the thing, then realized that the whatever it was looked like John Constantine.

Hmm.

Nanaue finally found a solution to his problem.

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John was drinking in a bar. He didn't even really remember which one it was. He was just tired. Suddenly, he heard screams. People started running. He didn't move. He didn't care what was going on, he just wanted to finish his beer.

He felt a tap on his shoulder. John sighed, then turned around.

"Hmm.... Nanaue?"

"Here."

The humanoid shark pressed what appeared to be a small boy against him. He hadn't noticed it at all. And then most importantly... WTF?!

"What the?!"

"He's yours. Not my problem anymore."

The shark then ran out of the bar, leaving the kid in John's arms.

John blinked several times, still in shock. Then he looked more closely at the kid in his arms.

A little blond boy with green eyes.

WTF?!

#maribat fic #maribat john constantine #maribat bio dad john constantine #maribat king shark #miraculous x dc #dc x miraculous #dc x mlb #mlb x dc

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amaramizuki666 · 1 year

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DC x Dp crossover

So imagine john Constantine being danny Fenton's bio dad like let's say John was a sperm donor once and jack was infertile so both danny and jazz are donor babies.

And just think, Constantine going to the infinity realms to greet the new ghost king or the ghost king getting summoned by the JL and at first glance Constantine just KNOWS. Because Danny has his nose, and eyes, hell even the same cheek bones.

And I can imagine john seeing Danny doing ghost king shit while being a minor and going "nope fuck that, that's too much responsibility for a child" and when one of the ghosts or even the JL try to get danny to do dangerous ghost king shit, john immediately vetoes it and does it for them.

So now whenever the JL need john and he tryes to worm out of it they just say they'll ask danny for help if hes to busy and that gets him to agree instantly.

#writing prompt #writing #danny phantom #danny fenton #dc comics #dc x dp #batfam #dc #john constantine #ghost king danny

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transparentgayprotector · 5 months

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I remember this little prompt on here I have something to add to it but I can't find it.

So Bruce is Danny's bio Dad and Selina is his mom.

Bruce has no idea Danny is a halfa and John Constantine says he's possessed so he tries to exorcist Danny with Bruce allowing it.

So Danny is pretty much getting tortured since they're literally trying to tear him apart.

Danny has been going through this for like hours before Jazz and Selina show up, flip their shit and leave with Danny.

Bruce of course says the wrong things about how they're siding with the being possessing his song and stuff.

But yeah. Please help me find this post so I can add to the thread.

Edit: Someone found it!

Here's the link

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #Danny is Bruce's biological son #danny is not having a good time

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leoruby-draws · 11 months

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Father and son bonding time! I agree with Barry, it is cute!

Read a few Silver age Flash comics, out of curiosity and to get a bit of info on Captain Boomerang (Digger Harkness). Reading Barry strapped to a giant boomerang (happens twice I think) was very funny. While Harkness isn't sure if he wants his son to grow up to be a villain, he doesn't mind if Owen tags a long for some his more goofier schemes. Look how much fun everyone is having! (except for Wally lol)

Owen and Jason have some fun joking around with Koryak, tho Kory seems more annoyed than anything else.

Bottom drawings focusing on Tefe, I gave her a little flower buddy for some company. Got the idea from Swamp Thing (2000 version) where she had a little plant she carried around early on. I like to imagine the flower likes to express the emotions she doesn't feel like showing to others.

Drew Abby Holland, Tefe's mother, and John Constantine her bio-dad. Wanted to show what physical traits she inherited form each, hopefully she looks like a mix of both.

Anyways, hope you like it!

#DC Comics #Captain Boomerang #Owen Mercer #Digger Harkness #Koryak Curry #Jason Todd #Tefe Holland #Rose Wilson #Barry Allen #Abby Holland #John Constantine #Training Wheels au #my art

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celestialseawitch-ff · 3 months

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Would you ever write a fandom crossover au?

OH MY GOD -- I have SO MANY crossovers. I love a crossover. I do HP crossovers with legit anything. I have a "Harry is abandoned in Gotham and promptly fostered by Bruce Wayne" au, a "Tony Stark is Harry's bio-dad" au, a "Harry and Hermione end up in the Supernatural TV show world" au, and like so many more.

As I start branching into Marvel more, I have other crossovers that involve Peter Parker more now. So like, a few DC/MCU fics. I love the idea of a smushed world where all the heroes sort of coexist. Usually post-Blip. I have a GREAT one that is heavily Peter interacting with Superman and his family. I have a Peter Parker/Chuck TV show crossover that is so random but also SO 🔥.

I've been one a binge lately of DC crossovers. I started a Natasha Romanov in DC world au that I love but lacks plot so it hasn't gone anywhere. And I just started a story where Hermione and John Constantine are related. That has two versions, one is a Harmony and the other is Jason Todd/Hermione -- which, I'm OBSESSED with that ship idea. I also have a smutty Jason/Hermione I'm working on.

Maybe one day I'll actually finish one of them and post them. But I'm going to be honest, I write crossovers way more than probably anything else and I've only ever posted one 😅

#celestialseawitch #harry potter #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fiction #hermione granger #fan fic #peter parker #hp fanfic #harmony #dc #celeste speaks

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ali-annals · 11 months

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The Most Master of Lists

Happy Endings (or the option for one, in CYOE cases) are the standard here.

(I also write for other fandoms [currently only DC works are posted], so check out my masterlist on my main for more #ali writes!)

NOTE: Most fics with Chloe will be (past) Chloe Redemption. It’s 50/50 if a fic will be Adrien sugar or salt. Fics with the akuma class mentioned will vary between sugar/redemption/salt.

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bio-dad John Constantine | G | Daminette | 1S | bio-dad John Constantine AU

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Marinette “Valkyrie” Wayne + AU | G | Marijon | S | Marinette is adopted by Bruce Wayne after her parents died in a car crash. She figures out her new family are the Bats, but she also has a secret. Meanwhile, Bruce is looking for Ladybug, who retired and disappeared into thin air | Submitted to Marijon Week 2023 | 9.6k | May ‘23 | (complete)

Accidental Marriage AU | T+ | Jasonette | S | Jasonette ID shenanigans, inspired by TheCuriousCat's 'You die a hero or live long enough to be the Villain' on ao3, aka Mari is arrested by the JL for being Hawkmoth (but does she stay in jail? No, no she does not) | requested by @/miraculousmelodies |

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clover blooms in the fields/spring breaks loose, time is near | G/T | Alfred x Marinette | 1S |

Soulmates Soulhates | T | Daminette | S | Soulmate AU

Everything Has Changed | Marinette adoption AU, twisted (tbh I also forget what this is about-) |

Renagerie: Enemies or Lovers? | T | Jasonette | 1S | They hate each other’s guts...or do they? | Submitted for Day 11 of Jasonette July 2023 | 1.3k |

It’s a Small World | G | Jasonette | 1S | Bio-sibling Timari, Mari knew the Waynes before she met them as Jason’s fiancee | 2.1k |

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The Terrifying Trio | G | Daminette, platonic MariDanny | 1S | DCxMLBxDP. Everyone knew about the T3, as they called themselves. No one imagined they were real until they met them, and then they wished they hadn’t; the trio were far more terrifying than their tales | 1.3k | March ‘23

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Outflirting an Outlaw | MM | G | Roynette | 1S | Mari tries out a pick-up line | 0.15k |

Ice to Meet You | MM | G | Daminette | 1S | Marinette mistakes her new partner for her coach and a meet cute (meet ugly?) ensues | 1.1k |

Sweet Denials | T | Konnette | 1S | fluff & kisses | 0.3k |

The Very First Night | IbTS | M | Jasonette | 1S | Marinette and Jason's relationship inspired by the lyrics of the title song | 3.1k |

Pretty Petty Pranks | G | Brucinette | 1S | Prompt: “Damn right I'm pretty.”/“I said petty.” | Written for MGI SWB 2023, Unsubmitted | 1.5k |

All’s Fair in Love and Prank Wars | G | Jasonette, platonic Timari | 1S | Prompt: "Damn right I'm pretty."/"I said petty." | Written for MGI SWB 2023, Submitted | 1.7k |

maroon | T+ | Dickinette | 2S | Vampire King Dick meets civilian Marinette. CYOE | 3.3k | sequel |

May 2023

high tide came and brought you in | T | Jasonette |1S | Little Mermaid AU where Jason is Ariel and Marinette is Eric. One-sided Daminette. Reverse Robins AU | 6.5k | Written for MerMay 2023, Submitted/ Requested by @/wildbookcat |

June 2023

from all the memories stored in my heart | G | Timari | 1S | Angsty. Prompt: “Don’t forget who you belong to” but Safe For Coffee. | 1.3k | Requested by @/the-coffee-fandom |

Jasonette Fluff Drabble #1 | G | Jasonette | 1S | Fluff | 0.25k | Requested by @/sarcasticbambi |

Cracket | G | Timari | 1S | Fluff and Crack | 0.6k | Written out of spite and dared to by @/boldlyanxious |

July 2023

you’re the hero flying around, saving face | T | platonic Adrinette | S | 1.1k | Angsty, bloody (I was depressed while I was writing it) | sequel |

long live all the magic we made | IbTS | T | Jasonette | 1S | 9.5k | Long Live AU, small Danny Phantom crossover |

September 2023

October 2023

October Drabble Requests Masterlist

January 2024

February 2024

March 2024

Stupid in Love | T | Timari | 1S | 2.4k | Fluff | Shutterbug Server Angst v Fluff 2024 submission |

April 2024

angel, don’t fly so close to me (i’ll pull you down eventually) | MM | T | Jasonette | 1S | 0.4k | Fluff |

#masterlist #ali speaks #ali writes

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mae-dwrites · 2 years

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Masterlist | Prompts

Wrote for:

Non-Magic = Primitive - Ao3

Till My Last Breath

Made up:

Miraculous (MLB) -

Atrocious Akumas On Purpose (does this count as a prompt?)

Peace of Mind AU - Shadowmoth Era AU [Might move this] [To Be Posted]

Princess of Italy AU - (i feel like we don't use Marinette being italian enough also princess au/princess diary au) [To Be Posted]

DCxMLB -

Kidnapped Kryptonian!Marinette - Continuation By Me - [Might move this]

Mariella - Cinderella Prompt (Any Bat) [To Be Posted]

Bio!Dad John Constantine: Sold Marinette’s Soul (partially unknowingly)

Run Boy Run - Damian Adopted by Marinette and Adrien after Damian running away from the League [To Be Posted]

Batman’s Robinsitter [To Be Posted]

Tam’s Sub Secretary

Letters to Juliet AU - Alfred/Gina & Marinette/[Bathere] [To Be Posted]

DPxDCxMLB -

The Wizard was a Ghost King (do as you will)

DPxMLB -

Fenton Luck and Dupain Vigor <3 - Cousins AU

City of Lights and Death - Lady/Lord Paris - Ghost King Danny AU

DPxDC -

Little Lady Gotham AU - “AU where Gothamites slowly became Liminals and they made their dear Lady Gotham” - Continuation by fictionalhoard and sparkletastic-cookiedough (it's so cool and I love it)

“You remind me of someone.” - Danny reincarnated as a batboy with no memories. Dani is very sad.

Gotham Godparents

Bowiugi -

Old Koopas + Garden

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Bloody Mari

by CoffeeChaos

Each night was only a new nightmare. A new story for her to live through. Only problem is that it only ended when she died violently in the dream realm the next morning. Unfortunately, she needed the help of a few detectives and magic users to catch Hawkmoth and remove the residue he left on the city.

Afterall, she didn't want Paris to end up like Gotham City did many centuries ago.

Words: 1527, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 15 of Since Wayne Were You His Daughter? (Bio Dad Bruce Wayne)

Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, Other

Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Jonathan Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), John Constantine, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern)

Relationships: Batfamily Members & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Jonathan Samuel Kent

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Vampire, Bruce Wayne is Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug's Biological Parent, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug is a Wayne, marijon, Trauma, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Panic Attacks, Night Terrors, this is not gonna be a very happy fic until WAY later, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir Bashing, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Eventual Happy Ending, i went full on for the horror feel, Gotham City Side Effects, no i will not explain that, How Do I Tag, Why Did I Write This?, I'm Bad At Tagging, please give her a hug for me, I'm too awkward to do it myself, believe me Mari will need it, Vampire Batfamily (DCU), :)

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46857265

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

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liquid-luck-00 · 2 years

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Demons & Sunshine 1

Day 1: Fairytale / Grumpy Cat

@maribat-calendar-events

Mari's past based on this post

~~~~~~~~~~

Marinette has known, ever since she was little, that fairytales don’t exist.

At least not in the way most humans think they do.

Most people can’t see through the veil of mist that separates humans from the side of shadows, monsters, and magic.

She can.

She knows the world isn’t full of sunshine and rainbows, like most of the other little girls had grown up believing. No, she grew up in a world of shadows, in the world of magic. Meaning she is extremely skilled and proficient in magical arts, much to her father’s chagrin. And thanks to one nuisance of an apparition cough *DeadMan* cough her dad will never let her forget the only rule he has ever set for her.

If he’s told her once, he’s told her several times, don’t use magic around the Muggles. She read Harry Potter, turns out some of those spells are actually real, and started calling the majority of the populace Muggles. Most normal people think it’s cute and dismiss her thinking she is just a fan, and her dad is humoring her. She and her dad know different.

But that was besides the point, she is now 19 in an exchange program currently in Paris, France. And the only reason she was in France was because her university didn’t have Italy as an option this year.

She had met up with a few of the other students in her class to study. Their group would always reserve a study room in the library to go over shared classes, maths, sciences, language, and even toss ideas around for their personal subjects. Seeing that none of them were actually the same major.

She was always either the last or the first person to meet at the study room, today she was first. She got the key and just as she did Adrien walked up to her.

“Hey there Mari.” He waved and whispered matching her stride.

“Hey yourself pretty boy.” She teased him.

“So, do you know if Alya is bringing Nino and that other girl?”

“Dunno.” She shrugged, as she opened the door and set her things down. “Text her.”

He nodded but in that same moment her phone vibrated in her pocket.

Grumpy Cat: They are all insufferable.

Golden Retriever: It’s not like you are a ray of sunshine and totally easy to be around.

GC: Well that has nothing to do with making me miserable.

GR: From what I’ve heard that is what siblings do

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

GC: So, you are an only child?

GR: I'm starting to think you didn't always have brothers

GC: I never said that I had brothers.

GR: You didn't have to

GC: ...

How?

GR: It was a 50/50

Besides you confirmed it

"Hey girl who are you texting?" Alya walked into the study room followed by Nino and another girl.

"A friend from across the pond." She put her phone away and stood up. "Marinette." She extended her hand. "But everyone calls me Mari."

"Lila Rossi." The green-eyed, brown-haired girl answered shaking her hand. "Criminal Justice."

"Fashion and Business." She replied which prompted Adrien to introduce himself.

They fell into an easy rhythm. Almost as if Lila had always been there.

That after three hours they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways.

There was a stretch of the catacombs she would regularly cut through, from campus to her apartment two miles away.

But one second, she was in the catacombs the next she had fallen though a portal. Landing on her hands and knees.

She stood up and started to dust herself off, rightfully, assuming who had opened the portal. “Ya know it’s easier if you call right?!” She still hasn’t looked up. “That’s why I have a phone.” Now she finally looked up and was standing face to face with the Justice League. Or at least quite a few of its members. “Bloody Hell!” She pinched herself before rubbing her temples.

“Constantine?” A woman she recognized as Zatanna asked.

“That is my name, Love.” Her sass on full display, she is her father's daughter after all. “And unless you need something I’m going. I don’t have time to stand around and chat.” A glyph appeared in her hand followed by a gate opening behind her.

“You are a Constantine, but you aren’t the Constantine we wanted here, so who are you really?” The big bad bat himself asked, but it sounded more like a statement.

“Figure that out on your own Batsy.” She dropped the gate spell and crossed her arms. “But I am Constantine.” She started to examine her nails. “Marinette Constantine, to be specific. So why the rush on needing my dad?" She questioned.

She then saw most of them, for lack of a better word, green screen before rebooting. Then the utter chaos that broke out would make Eris proud, as they either stared, yelled, or a combination of both. It got so loud that she couldn't even think properly.

"Are you kidding me?!" She sighed to herself, before she took off the ring she always wore. It extended into a staff, which she tapped on the ground twice. Her power surged sending out a small electric shock wave. "Shut up already." All eyes were on her, but this time it was quiet. "Yes, John Constantine is my father, so what. What do you need my dad for anyways?"

"A demon in Gotham took over a bat." Zatanna answered first.

"So, an exorcism?"

"It's Demon Spawn. He was born one." She heard from behind her. And seeing as it was nearly quiet the voice traveled. But she's heard that name, and that voice as well now that she thinks harder.

"You have to be kidding me!" She grumbled to herself as the bits and pieces formed the bigger picture. “Okay so do you want to give me any more information… Or should I just make this up as I go.”

“What do you mean by ‘just make this up’?” Another voice she couldn’t see spoke up.

“Well, an exorcism is based on the demon who is possessing the person, so each one is unique.” Oh, this was going to be fun, she thought to herself.

Fairytales don't exist.

At least not for Marinette, apparently.

But this, this is the start of something, at the very least.

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Curiosity Killed the Exorcist

“And then, see here? You have to be on the lookout for subtle signs like these. This indicates that he’s…” Marinette nodded as Tim continued explaining, pointing out various body language and other clues out on the Batcomputer. It had only been about six months since the Batfam collectively adopted the little ladybug into their menagerie of heroes, and started teaching her deductive habits and skills. She would not allow them anywhere near Paris on pain of death (some of them had already tried, and Bruce was still recovering from the bruise to his ego. The bruise on his ass from being teleported out of the city and onto the stone of the Batcave was gone, though) but she welcomed any help they could give from within Gotham’s city limits.

Usually, at least in the beginning, they did their mentorship at a distance over video call. But then Tim found out her identity, and Marinette made the excuse of wanting to meet with them in person to gauge their trustworthiness for herself and erase their memories of her identity if they failed her test— and, well, it all snowballed from there until she was teleporting to the Batcave every few days for detective lessons. She was practically a Bat herself, if not for her out of theme codename. And she found herself surprisingly comfortable with the thought of them being a… very eccentric extended family.

Tim was flipping to another saved video in the Batcomputer archives to show another example of his current lesson, when Tikki flew up to Marinette in a hurry. She was holding Kaalki’s glasses. The little kwami whispered something in Marinette’s ear, instantly making the teen blanch and force on the glasses.

“Sorry Timmy, gotta cut this short! I’ll come back tomorrow to make up for it! Okay? Okay! Awesome, you’re the best, bye!” She ignored all of Tim’s protests and rapid fire questions, instead opening up a portal and jumping through it as fast as humanly possible. The portal has barely disappeared before an all-too-familiar voice rose up from behind Tim.

“Maybe I’m still drunk, ‘cause I could’a sworn I just saw a portal closing in the damned Batcave, of all places,” the British-accented drawl was accompanied by the flick of a lighter and accompanying fizzle of a flame. Tim groaned, mentally making a note to ask how in the world Marinette had known that John “Annoying asshole” Constantine was showing up soon, and if he could be in on the warning next time. Bruce, cowl still off, walked over from where he had been sparring with Damian and crossed his arms. He had also heard Marinette’s hasty exit, and made a few mental notes of his own before focusing on the exorcist in front of him.

“What do you want, Constantine?” he grumbled. Any time the blond brit showed up, things only got far more complicated than he ever enjoyed. And he always gave Bruce a migraine, to boot.

“Two things actually, Batsy,” John held up to fingers as his free hand tucked his lighter away in his pocket. His unlit cigarette stayed in his mouth though, probably just for the familiar feel of it. “One; I’m gonna need you to tell me why there was a portal closing when I walked in, because I’ll be honest. The implications there are way more interesting than what I came here for in the first place.”

“None of your business. What’s the second thing?” Bruce immediately shot him down, but John was not one to be deterred. He never fucking was.

“But you hate magic! You make sure I know that all too bloody well every time I pay you a visit, so why the sudden change in heart? Huh?”

“Drop it, Constantine. What. Do you. Want?”

“Fine, fine. I need your help with…”

— * — * — * — * — *

A week later, Marinette was sitting with Jason and Damian in one of the manor’s sitting rooms, the three of them just minding their own business and silently enjoying one another’s presence. Even if two of them would never admit it. Jason was reading Jane Eyre for the millionth time, Damian was leaning against Titus on the ground as he sketched, and Marinette was embroidering a sunhat. Unfortunately for her, Alfred the Cat was currently asleep on her lap and thus holding her hostage.

Even as Tikki flew up to her ear in a panic and whispered, making Marinette prick herself with her needle. She hissed for a second but shrugged off the familiar pain, much more concerned with whatever news Tikki had given her. Damian and Jason were already on high alert from the second that a whispered curse had left her lips, and were staring straight at her and her kwami and Marinette frantically tried to find a way to get up without awakening the cat sleeping on her.

“Uh, what’s wrong?” Jason asked, feeling thoroughly confused and left out. On one hand, he knew that if they were in physical danger she would have moved Alfred the Cat without hesitation. On the other, he did not like the sheer amount of anxiety he could see her experiencing. Marinette’s frantic eyes shot over to him, pupils mere pinpricks and hands mouth agape as she tried to form some sort of plan.

“Uh— “

“Ah! You must be the fair maiden that the Bats are comfortable with using magic around them,” John goddamned Constantine threw the door to the sitting room open wide, making it bounce off of the wall and lightly smack back against his shoulder. He ignored it as he grinned at the three younger people in the room, waltzing in casual as anything. He wagged a finger at her playfully. “I’ve been awfully curious about you, ya know? Brucie boy knows a shit ton of magic users, but he never likes seein’ any of us do our thing. And to not only allow you to teleport without any apparent discomfort but to actively protect your identity from me? Now that’s a damn accomplishment and I really gotta applaud you for it,” he mockingly clapped his hands a few times. “So what’s your secret, huh? I won’t tattle.”

“No thanks. Kaalki, a little help?” Marinette carefully pushed Alfred the Cat off of her lap before diving into the portal that Kaalki whipped up for her, the entire process happening so fast that Constantine couldn’t even get out a proper “hey!” before she was gone and the portal closed. He just nodded, hooking his thumbs in his pockets.

“Ya know what? Fair. That’s fair.”

“Goddamn it, Constantine!” Jason threw up his hands in frustration. “Why the fuck do you have to scare away one of the only sane people in this family?”

“Part of my charm, little red riding hood.”

— * — * — * — * — *

“You know, I’ve been pretty damn nice not teleporting right over to you whenever you disappear. So why don’t you just tell me why you’re avoiding me now that we happen to be in the same room by complete accident, huh?” John asked from where he sat in one of Bruce’s lounge chairs sipping on a beer. Marinette mimed choking him, clearly fed up. He had been trying to have a conversation with her for the past three months, ever since that one time he caught the tail end of her portal closing in the Batcave. Three. Long. Months. And he hadn’t given up, because something about this little Parisian teenager intrigued him. She was sixteen, that much he had gathered from the Bats. But to be sixteen and not only in possession of the Horse miraculous but also clearly the Ladybugs, since he had seen Tikki more than once as well, now that was interesting.

Anybody being in the possession of more than one Miraculous was already cause enough to be keeping an eye on them, which was why he had been keeping an eye on the Paris situation and had pieced together on his own that the presence of Tikki meant that this little parisian teenager was none other than Ladybug herself. Now, that? That was a whole new level of concerning, especially since he knew firsthand that the old Grand Guardian was gone and passed his title down to— yeah, Ladybug.

After that deduction, his interest in Marinette had swiftly switched from curiosity to fuck-I-need-to-know-what’s-going-on-here. Because no kid should have to deal with that kind of weight, and Constantine always looked out for kids when he could.

But right then, Marinette was glaring at him. She had been just coming over for a normal “family” dinner with the Waynes, which she attended from time to time. And apparently they had decided to have Constantine already over so that they could chaperone a meeting between them that would hopefully appease the stupid british magic user enough that he left them all alone again until the next time he needed help.

“Believe me when I say, you’d rather not know,” she replied sharply, glaring Dick. He was the one who had convinced her to come despite her recent close calls with Constantine in the past few days. He studiously avoided her gaze. “I just would rather not cross your path, and there’s no reason for us to interact. Why do you care, anyway?”

“You see, now that is an excellent question!” he chugged the last of his beer and gestured to her with the empty bottle. “Normally, I wouldn’t give a flying rat’s ass. But I’ve put two and two together, since I know who Tikki is,” he nodded to the red and black Kwami. “And maybe I just wanna keep an eye on the new Grand Guardian to make sure she’s doin’ alright. That’s an awful lot of magic and responsibility that you don’t deserve, but I’m not about to try to take it away. Keepin’ an eye on you is the next best thing.”

“Try again,” Marinette shot back, crossing her arms. “You were interested in me before you learned about me being Ladybug.”

“I’m nosy, what do you want me to say? I saw a portal in Batman’s man-cave, I get curious. Sue me.”

“Well. I have Bruce and everyone else already watching out for me, so you can leave me alone now. If I need your help, I’ll make sure to ask every other magic user first before contacting you.”

“Woah, now what’s all this venom for?”

“Uh, maybe we should go and actually eat dinner?” Dick tried to step in, hands up. Constantine had stood up from the chair he was in, which was usually a cue to change the subject as fast as possible. “Before Alfred has to come get us?”

“Maybe I’ll be less venomous if you let the subject drop and leave me alone!”

“Context would be nice, though.”

“Seriously guys, let’s go! Food!” Dick was once again ignored.

“Context is the last thing you need in this situation,” Marinette’s voice was suddenly soft, her arms dropping to her sides. “We’ve had this conversation so many times in so many now-deleted timelines. Just drop it this time.”

“If those timelines are now-deleted, then I obviously don’t remember what’s so bad about telling me why you’re acting like I’m some hated family member you’re avoiding!”

Silence.

Pure. Fucking. Silence. As they all watch with front row seats as Marinette flinches at the word ‘family’.

Pure silence as Constantine’s shoulders drop at the sight of her flinch, realization slapping itself on his face.

“No.”

“See? I fucking knew you would— that this would happen. This always happens, you always hate finding it out, but you’re so— so stubborn!” Marinette was blinking away tears, digging in her pockets and bringing out Kaalki’s glasses. “You’ll drop it now, at least. You always do.”

“Now what is that supposed to mean?” Constantine rubbed his forehead, still trying to sort through his amalgam of emotions. Marinette just shook her head, turning to Kaalki.

“Do you mind showing Monsieur Constantine the way out, Kaalki? I’ll grab you a load of sugar cubes afterward.”

“No, wait, hang on a second!”

A portal opened up under him, making John “Stubborn Idiot” Constantine drop ten feet down onto the hardwood, polished floor of his house. His bruised tailbone would take a while to heal, but his frazzled mind was by far the more concerning development. He staggered to his feet, reaching for the nearest bottle of tequila.

“Ugh, fuck my damn life.”

— * — * — * — * — *

“Marinette..?” Damian nudged the girl with his shoulder, frowning. It was after dinner that same day, and as much as he hated to admit it he had grown to actually like having her around. She was a good friend to have. And seeing her slumped back on one of their sofas, sketchbook covering her face and not a single rambling conversation to be had or heard? It was very concerning. She just made a groaning sound to answer him, prompting his frown to deepen. “Are you alright?”

“I just can’t believe that such a sweet, adorable thing like you is half made up of Constantine’s genes,” Jason mused bluntly from the opposite couch, where he tossed a rubber ball up and down out of boredom. “But now I see where you get all of your Disaster Bi-ness from.”

“Shut uuuuup,” She groaned, chucking her sketchbook at him. He caught it in midair, replacing his rubber ball with it and tossing it up and down in the air. “I’m just frustrated. This timeline is still perfectly stable, so I can’t erase it. And I can’t exactly ask ‘hey, can someone commit a horrid atrocity that makes this timeline split from the main one so that I can erase it and we can start over from four months ago?’ because that would be horribly irresponsible of me. But seriously, Jason. If you’re gonna ever commit, like, city-wise arson? I’d probably condone it right now if only so I have an excuse to use time travel to get out of this situation.”

“Not committing arson unless you give me a better reason for it, Pigtails.”

“Damn.”

“But are you okay?” Damian asked again, seeing as she had completely ignored him.

“I’m fine, Damian,” she finally sighed. “And I know how this is gonna go. He’s going to totally ignore me now, until we meet during some magical crisis and he only interacts with me when necessary. Then he pretends we never met, we have a private little one-sided whisper-argument about how he will never make a good father figure and I would be better off leaving him alone, blah blah blah. Avoidance is a coping mechanism I guess I inherited from him.”

“Guess it’s a good thing I’m trying to bite that in the bud then, eh?” Marinette startled out of her sitting position, seeing John stumble into the room…

Drunk off his ass. But apparently still at least mildly coherent.

“I agree with deleted-me’s, I’m not gonna be a dad. Not me,” he tripped, landing on his still-bruised ass and hissing in pain before continuing from the floor; “So if you’re looking for another Daddy dearest, that ain’t me.”

“See, I knew this is how you’d—”

“Let me finish,” he interrupted. “I don’t know how long the booze is gonna last and I need it’s courage here. ‘Kay? ‘Kay. Where was I? Right. But I know magic, ya know. The kind that doesn’t rely on little bobblehead gods to do. I got— like, a million books. Shit ton of books. At my place. Ya can read ‘em. My books. At my place. But I ain’t gonna parent, but I can lend ya books. Maybe give magic advice. Teach a little. Little bit. Didn’t think I’d have a child, but apparently I do and she’s the fuckin’ grand guardian and a damn hero, and I don’t know how the fuck I was able to help make someone like that. But whatever, it’s not like the world’s ever fuckin’ been easy on me,” He pulled out a sample-sized bottle of whiskey from one of the pockets on the inside of his trench coat and chugged it. After a brief wince and hiss at the burn, he kept rambling. “My door’s open, is what I’m tryin’ to say. No guarantee I’ll be in any state to talk to when you walk through it, but it’s open.”

Deciding to steadfastly ignore the tears streaming down her face, Marinette just swallowed thickly and nodded.

“I, uh. I think I can work with that.”

John barely made it to the nearby bin in time to vomit into it.

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I hate my imagination sometimes, guys. I started imagining a convo between Mari and Constantine at like 4am and it wouldn't leave me alone until I got it down. but by the time I wrote it, I kinda forgot like 60% of the original convo and just winged it. And this was born. I 100% blame @multifandomscribette because their Bio!dad John Constantine headcannons are amazing and even though this isn't in that universe, those headcannons are exactly what inspired this. So blame them, lol.

#dc x mlb #ml x dc #mlb x dc #maribat fanfic #maribat #maribat fic #miraculous ladybug x dc #bio!dad John Constantine

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