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marauderundercover · 2 years
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Clark Kent didn’t often take days off. He enjoyed both of his jobs (being a journalist was something he liked almost as much as being a hero), and didn’t really see a need to stay at home alone. And then, his niece was born. And suddenly, days off were important. Because days off meant time he got to spend with his adorable niece. Someone who was growing and learning more and more every time he saw her. Like now. His older brother and Sabine had a convention in DC, which meant Marinette was staying with him in Metropolis for a week. Which meant, he was supposed to be off duty for the week.
“Bruce, I don’t exactly have an Alfred. What was I supposed to do with her? You’re the one who sent the emergency call even though you knew I had her this week.” He asks, trying not to let his tone suggest how frustrated he was. No need to upset Marinette (who was currently going back and forth between looking out the windows of the Watchtower and looking at him). Bruce’s jaw clenches slightly, his lips pursed.
“Bringing a child here was-” Bruce starts, but Marinette cuts him off with a squeal.
“Étoiles! Oncle Clark, étoiles!” She says, grinning from ear to ear, pointing out the window. Clark nods, smiling back at her.
“Yes they are. Can you say, star?” He asks, adjusting his hold to point back out the window.
“Oui! Star!” She says, before clapping. Bruce’s face falls slack as he sighs.
“I’ll have Robin stay here with her. But we need you.” He says. Clark nods. Robin was eleven, that’s old enough to babysit, right?
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Dick did not sign up for this when he put on the cape and became Robin. He wanted to avenge his parents and fight alongside Bruce. He didn’t want to babysit a toddler! He was totally whelmed.
“Brille, brille petite étoile dans la nuit qui se dévoile. Tout là-haut au firmament, tu scintilles comme un diamant. Brille, brille petite étoile, veille sur ceux qui dorment en bas.” The little girl, Marinette, sings again. She’d been singing it pretty much nonstop. And while it was cute the first couple of times, there were only so many times he could listen to ‘twinkle twinkle’ before he lost his mind.
“So, your Uncle said you’ve been working on English, too. That’s cool.” Dick says, because what else do you say to a random toddler that just so happens to be Superman’s niece?
“Cool!” She says, grinning. Dick grins back, unable to keep it in. Okay, maybe this wasn’t so bad.
“Wanna see a cool trick?” He asks. She nods. Dick jumps to his feet and does a couple of cartwheels before moving into a back handspring. Landing it, he looks over to the kid. He grins immediately when he sees the awed expression on her face as she claps excitedly.
“Again! Encore!” She giggles. Dick does, adding in a couple more flourishes with it just to make the kid giggle more. “Robin teach?” She asks, eyebrows scrunched in concentration. Dick frowns, thinking of something he could teach her. She was really little-
“Okay, but we have to be very, very careful, okay?” He asks. She nods, grinning.
“Okay!” Somersaults were easy enough for toddlers, right? He couldn’t remember what he’d learned by the time he was her age. He just knew he started learning tricks young. But how hard could it be to teach a two year old somersaults?
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Walking back into the Watchtower, Clark immediately zeroes in his hearing for his niece. Ignoring Bruce’s calls (probably reminding him to fill out his reports), he follows the sound of Marinette giggling. Walking into one of the gyms, he’s slightly shocked to see Dick helping her do a cartwheel on one of the mats. It was rough, but the second she was on her feet again, she cheered.
“Again, oiseau! Again!” She exclaims, clapping her hands. Dick laughs.
“Why don’t we try the somersault again instead?” He suggests. Marinette pouts.
“Non. Cartwheel please!” She says, moving into a position to attempt it again. Clark can see the moment she spots him. Her eyes widen and she runs to him, arms outstretched. Clark grins and picks her up, tossing her in the air gently. She giggles before landing back in his arms, hugging him tightly. Clark relaxes, letting out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding as he hugs her close. It’s not that he doubted Dick’s ability to babysit, but he had realized after leaving that the boy was an only child and had likely never spent time with such a young child before.
“Did you have fun with Robin?” He asks her, and she nods, grinning.
“Oui. Robin is my friend.” She says matter-of-factly. Clark glances at Dick, grinning at the shocked look on the boy’s face.
“Looks like you have a new friend, Robin.” He says. The boy grins, snapping out of his shock.
“I guess so. If you ever wanna learn more tricks, kid, you know where I am.” He says, and Marinette grins.
“Cool!” She says. Dick laughs and nods.
“Oh yeah kid, the coolest.” He says. Clark grins.
“Thank you for watching her, Robin.” He says. Dick grins.
“Any time. She’s a pretty cool kid.” He says. Clark laughs.
“That she is. Ready to go home, Sunshine?” He asks. Marinette shakes her head.
“No.” She says, turning around so that she can reach towards Dick. He reaches back towards her and she immediately latches onto him, giving him a tight hug. “Love you!” She says, hugging him close. Clark sneakily brings up his phone, snapping a quick picture of the two. He’d make sure to send it to Bruce later.
“Love you too kiddo.” Dick says, his voice quiet. Marinette leans back and reaches for Clark again. Once she’s settled in his arms, she waves at Dick.
“Bye bye!” She says. Clark grins.
“Bye Robin.” He says lightly, heading towards the Zeta tubes. Maybe he could arrange for Dick to babysit again. They both seemed to enjoy it. And if Marinette kept up with gymnastics, Dick would really be able to help her. Besides, it wouldn’t hurt for either of them to spend time with actual kids. Maybe they’d even grow up to be friends.
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ghostdoodlen · 1 year
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Bruce tries to get Marinette in his family.
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Overall, just choose your ship.
The last is a bonus drawing I think someone requested in discord.
Basically instead of choosing one of the bat kids, Marinette chooses Jon while Clark rubs it in Bruce's face.
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UPDATE:
This has turned into a superbat post
Courtesy of @smartlanceisreal (gonna have to shout you out again for the inspiration)
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They're now married. Jon is happy
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ggomos-maribat · 2 years
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Damian Wayne, the Sy-on Boy
Damian glared at the small girl sitting at the front of the classroom. He could still feel the sting of her punch during their encounter the previous day. Unforgivable! I am the blood son of Batman, heir to Wayne Industries! How dare she? Spite bubbled at the pit of his stomach. The girl should've been expelled right away!
Marinette Martha Lane-Kent. The absolute bane of his existence. Since they first met, she had been pulling idiotic but conniving smiles followed by a 'heh' that irritated him to no end. She was a whirlwind, unpredictable and unbelievably clumsy. It was a mystery how she even got into Eden. The school had no room for disaster human beings.
His face contorted into a frown as he watched her doze off in class. Stupid pigtails. Stupid big blue eyes. Stupid face. His heart began to pound with anger.
Suddenly, Marinette jerked awake and turned to look at him. Heat crawled up to Damian's face and he looked away. What's her problem?
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There she was again, strolling across the dining hall. Damian was wearing his usual brooding look while he ate. He had seen Marinette attempt to talk to him a few times, but Tsurugi had held her back. He scoffed. As if I'd ever listen to what she says!
Another problem was that the other students wouldn't stop talking about her. How she punched the Damian Wayne, how violent she was, how weird she was. Damian would roll his eyes at the empty gossip. They were students of Eden! They should know better and mind their business. He noticed that Marinette seemed to be bothered about the rumors but he'd never acknowledge that observation out loud.
After finishing his lunch, he stood up to head to the library. My academic progress is not enough. I must surpass my brothers, earn those Stellas and climb my way up to become an Imperial Scholar quickly.
"Sy—syon boy!" A voice squeaked in front of him.
Damian found himself scowling at her. He couldn't formulate any words for some reason.
What's this fuzzy feeling in my chest?
He could sense the other students whispering around them. Marinette flinched, fiddling with her uniform. "I . . . I—uhhh . . ."
She began to sniffle, her hands balling into little fists. Sagged shoulders trembled. Damian looked around in a panic. What? Is she about to cry? The whispers intensified.
Tears gathered in her eyes and trickled down her reddened face. "I—I'm sorry I hit you yesterday!"
Damian stumbled back a little, gaping at her. His heart skipped a beat. What is happening?
"Ma—Marinette just wanted to be friends with you!" The girl sobbed.
What? Where did these flower petals come from? Why am I hearing strings?! When did it get so warm in here?
He gritted his teeth. Marinette continuously apologized as she cried, even spouting nonsense about having stubby legs. She felt so bad that she's actually crying?! My face . . . my face is burning up! No, that's—that's because I'm angry!
His mind flipped through flashbacks. How many times had he stared at her throughout the day? And how did she get so cute?! No! You shouldn't have these thoughts! These feelings!
Marinette's cries toned down into quiet sniffles. Her bright eyes gazed at him expectantly, piercing into his very soul. Damian stepped backwards. Don't look at me with those eyes!
"Damn it!" He blurted out loudly. "Never! I'll never admit it! I'll never forgive you!"
He stormed out of the dining hall, running as fast as he could.
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Clark bent down to pat his daughter's head. He was starting to regret sending her to school, considering what she did on her first day. The boy had been lucky she wasn't using her full strength in that punch.
"How was school, Mari?" he gently asked. She had come home in a glum mood, immediately grabbing her plushie to cuddle. He was afraid her powers got exposed in school.
"Dada, what does it mean if a person's heartbeat goes really fast?" Marinette asked timidly. "Like ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump."
Clark frowned. "Well, it can mean lots of things sweetie. Maybe fear, embarrassment, anger, or love? Why, did something happen in school?"
"Is Sy-on boy angry at me?" She lowered her gaze. "Marinette tried to apow-lo-gize but his heartbeat went ba-dump, ba-dump, ba-dump, and he ran away saying he'll never forgive me."
"Wh—what?" Does he have a crush on my little girl?! Calm down, Clark, you might be jumping to conclusions.
"Dada, your heart's beating really fast too."
He coughed. "Can you tell me what else happened, sweetie?"
"I heard the other kids whispering about me." She reached up to touch her ear. "I—I got really scared."
Clark immediately pulled her for a hug. "Oh no, don't mind them, okay kiddo? I'll teach you how to filter your hearing and err—I'm going to have a long talk with Bruce about Damian." 
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its-maemain · 2 years
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So this morning as I struggled to want to get up an AU came to me. I've been struggling on how to word some of this so bare with me.
This got longer than I thought it would but here:
Lois Lane and Clark Kent find out they're having a child later on they find out it's a girl, they're overjoyed and shit. But their relationship is on the down low, and everyone in Metropolis is convinced that Lois and Superman not only have a thing for each other but are together(which they aren't wrong). So when Lex Luthor finds out Lois is pregnant he comes up with a plan(cause his blad ass thinks he's so smart). And he does succeed.
Clark has to go off planet for [intergalactic problem here] and so he's gone for a few months during Lois’s pregnancy. So while Superman is away Lex is like ‘yes my plan will go so much easier now’ and so Lois gives birth, after she(the baby) is put in the baby ward thing, Lex steals their daughter. He gives her this serum that (in theory) blocks her powers till something triggers them. It does work but he doesn't know what will trigger it or how well it works.
He decides to put her as far away from them as possible on Earth tho. So she's in France getting adopted by the lovely couple who own a bakery and want a child. They can't due to biological complications, and Lex can watch them easily ( he knows French ig for this ). And they get to name her cause she doesn't have name.
So enter Marinette Dupain-Cheng the adoptive daughter Tom Dupain and Sabine Cheng. There are some things they just can't explain about their daughter, they love her very much. Shenanigans my beloved, shall ensue.
But she's so small and doesn't have a lot of muscle how is she carrying this bag of flower at the age of 10? OH NO BOILING WATER GOT ON HER SHES GONNA GET BURN MAR- oh, she's okay...? MARINETTE DONT STARE AT THE SUN! They go to the doctor to check her eyesight, she has perfect vision. Marinette the fastest kid in her class, faster than Kim and Alix, they're playing hide and seek? Oh Mari is up a tree!
Back with Clark and Lois, Superman threatens Lex or talks to Bruce or something idk. Jon is made or born 2 years later(idk his story sometimes he's a clone sometimes he's not???!) when Mari is 2, then two more years later Con is born(I know for a fact he is born) so Mari is like 4. Bruce is doing the blood thing, but Lex has that shit under strict supervenience. And while raising the boys they learn what they should look for.
Tom and Sabine conclude that Mari is a Meta, talk to her about this when she is like 12, than when she is almost 14 she searches this stuff up and she's like “okay, no powers” well that gets thrown in her face when she was left with being Ladybug. Lex can't watch her anymore cause Paris closed itself off!
How being Ladybug affects Marinette:
She is still really strong even with that serum not letting her be at full strength so now that she has the Miraculous it enhances her already enhanced strength so she has to pull her punches, and this is one of the main reasons why she uses her yo-yo and her brain in battles rather than brute force, cause she could kill the akuma. At least she thinks so, who knows, depends on the writer!
Post [What-ever-the-fuck version of Gabriel we're dealing with]:
There are two ways this can go! 1) Mari during her time as Ladybug and Guardian activated the trigger so she could use all her half-Kryptonian-ness or 2) somehow it wasn't triggered yet but it was at some point while being around JL. Probably from being around Superman and her body went “FATHERRRRR”
And why Clark hasn't figured out this is his daughter after meeting her? Magic suit y'all! Prevents him from using x-ray vision on her, so he doesn't see her hybrid organs. One thing is for certain Bruce wants to adopt her! He can't of course cause she has already been adopted, so instead, he offers her a place to stay in Gotham, all paid, and any school of her choosing in Gotham. She says she’ll think about it, and when she researched she was surprised, and decided why not! She can fight villains, build her career, see what she can do with her new activated power, *cough* get all that pent-up rage out *COUGH*!
One big problem tho, the Meta and Magic users ban, so she talks to him again, he's like I'm willing to adjust my ban, then he does a double take cause “meta?” cause guess what Brucie, you wanna take in a meta-magic user! So he adjusts his rules.
Time passes, a long time depends, but Clark and Lois go to this gala being reporters and friends with Bruce. This gala is also Mari’s first. She's been doing great, other than almost burning her room in the middle of the night a few weeks ago. But it's fiiiiine, they're all learning, and Damian has his suspensions.
Clark was area of Bruce having another kid in his wings, and he does his x-ray things like he does all the batfam, and that's when he sees it! She wasn't human, she was part human. So he takes her Bruce, and is like “you can't have this child” “why tf can't I!” “this is our missing daughter!!”
So after the gala they all sit down and talk this out, they call Jon and Kon to get their asses here to see their sister! They talk to Tom and Sabine and they’re willing to share custody especially cause of how this happened! Anyway big family in the end.
This has probably been done somewhere but I needed to get this written out. I really want to write this, but if anyone does tag me please! PLEASE!
Bonus points for any salt or angst. Just sayin
Edit: it really shows how I didn't know about Kon and it pains me everytime I get a notification for this. Excuse my dumbassery.
Jon is born two years after Mari, Kon is made whenever the fuck he’s made, so Kon is like twoish year's older than Mari growth wise?? Cause Damian and Tim are like five/six years apart? (supposed to be anyway but who gives a shit, apparently not the DC writers, cause like aren't they supposed to be idk 7-9 years apart?? I don't care really it gives better annoying the shit out each other I'm specific ways while in the same household prevogligous)
They call Kon cause, “you're family regardless and we found our daughter we want you to meet her, get yo ass over here”
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angellyslion · 1 year
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J'ai découvert que les Dupain-Cheng ne sont pas mes parents biologiques après leur mort dans un incendie. Je suis sûre que c'est un coup de cette sale vipère de Lie-la. Le jour de l'incident, j'étais chez Chloé pour une pyjama party.Depuis que tout le monde est tombé amoureux des mensonges de Lie-la, tout le monde m'a tourné le dos. Sabrina a laissé tomber Chloé. La blonde s'est excusée et nous sommes devenues les meilleures amies.La lettre écrite en anglais disait
Bonjour aux heureux parents qui ont adopté ma fille, j'aurais voulu garder ma fille avec moi. Malheureusement, je ne peux pas le faire pour des raisons personnelles. Son père ignore tout de son existence. Je m'appelle Brianna, j'ai laissé mes coordonnées si Martha veut prendre contact avec moi. Je ne la forcerai en rien. Je peux comprendre qu'elle veuille que je ne fasse pas partie de sa vie. Et je respecterai ce choix. Après tout je l'ai abandonné. Si elle veut prendre contacte avec moi, elle peut m'appeler au numéro inscrit derrière cette lettre.
Amicalement Brianna
« Tu comptes faire quoi ?
-L'appeler et obtenir des réponses sur son abandon et savoir qui est mon père.
- Tu veux que je reste avec toi !
- Oui j'ai besoin de soutien.
- Il n'y a pas de soucis !
Je compose le numéro de téléphone en espérant qu'il n'a pas changé entre temps et le met en haut-parleur.
- Oui allô, comment puis-je vous aider ?
- Allô j'espérai pouvoir parler à une Brianna c'était pour parler d'une certaine Martha. Je réponds peu sûre de moi.
- Je suis son majordome je vais vous la chercher. Ne raccrochez pas.
- Bien sûr. Après plusieurs minutes d'attente, une voix féminine se fait entendre.
- Bonjour ?
- Bonjour, je me présente je m'appelle Marinette et jusqu'à peu de temps j'ignorai que j'étais adoptée. Je l'ai découvert suite à l'incendie qui a tué mes parents. Et j'ai découvert la lettre qui accompagnait mon landeau. Si je vous appeler c'était pour en savoir plus sur qui vous êtes et savoir qui est mon père. Durant mon petit monologue, j'ai bégayé sur certains points et j'avais du mal à trouver mes mots.
- Cela sera avec grand plaisir. Où habitez-vous ?
- J'habite chez ma meilleure amie au Grand Paris.
- Je serai là demain matin. Cela serait plus simple de se parler face à face.
- Ne vous donner pas autant de peine, la semaine prochaine, nous sommes en grande vacances.
- Je viendrai demain, j'ai un jet privé cela sera plus simple pour venir.
- Bien, je n'ai pas d'argument pour la contrer. En revoir et à demain.
- En revoir. Je raccroche.
Je ne pensais pas rencontrer ma mère aussi vite après la découverte. J'aurai espéré que nous apprenons à nous connaître avant la rencontre.
De l'autre côté du continent.
Brianna Wayne souffle. Elle a gardé une trace sur sa fille toutes ses années. Elle est son seul enfant biologique. Même si elle avait abandonné uniquement pour la protégée, elle aimait plus que tout et elle voulait la voir grandir.
Sa plus grande difficulté était de garder l'identité du père secret. Même si sa précieuse Martha était le fruit d'une soirée bien arrosée, elle avait aimé en secret le père de son enfant et elle l'aime toujours malgré la situation actuelle.
Elle sent une présence dernière elle se retourne pour tomber sur les yeux du père de sa fille.
- À qui as-tu parlé ?
- Cela ne te concerne pas Clark.
- Si ! Tu t'opposes à moi alors cela me concerne Brianna.
- Tu as imposé un régime de terreur. Tu as bafouillé les règles de la Justice League. Je n'ai plus rien à te dire !
- Tu as de la chance que je ressente quelque pour toi, car sinon tu serais morte depuis longtemps Brianna. Tu serais morte au moment où tu m'a défié la première fois. Seul l'amour que j'ai pour toi te protège d'une mort certaine. Maintenant tu vas répondre à ma question avec qui tu téléphonais. Ne teste pas patience.
- Ma... Notre fille Martha. La femme souffle. Elle a eu treize ans la semaine dernière. Et je la rencontre demain que tu le veuilles ou non.
- Comment ça notre fille !?
- Il y a quatorze ans après un gala que j'ai organisé dont je t'ai invité en tant qu'ami et journaliste. Nous avons beaucoup bu et nous avons fini par avoir une partie de jambes en l'air et lors de cette même nuit Martha a été conçue. Durant les neuf mois de grossesse, j'ai tout fait pour la cacher. Une fois née, j'ai fait des tests pour savoir si elle avait tes capacités et ce n'était pas le cas. Je l'ai placé dans un orphelinat en France je ne voulais pas qu'elle soit embarquée dans le monde des superhéros et je ne voulais aussi pas l'exposer à la presse. J'ai toujours veillé sur elle sans qu'elle ne le sache. J'ai aussi caché aux garçons. La seule personne qui était au courant de son existence est Alfred. Maintenant que tu as voulu ce que tu voulais, tu peux me laisser toute seule !
- Non ! Je vais t'emmener dans ta nouvelle maison et je vais aussi récupérer notre fille et toutes les deux vous ne me quitterez plus ! Je ne vous laisserai plus partir loin de moi ! Tous les trois nous serons une famille heureuse. »
L'homme d'acier endort la femme et la transporte dans sa tour. Demain il récupéra sa fille. Et tout sera parfait. Il aura une famille et c'est tout ce qu'il souhaitait. Il avait perdu la première qu'il avait, il n'allait pas perdre la deuxième chance que la vie lui donnait.Il devait juste trouver un plan pour récupérer sa fille. Et il avait moins de vingt-quatre heures pour le créer.
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silverwhiteraven · 1 year
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Had an emotional scene in my head. wrote it. Enjoy?
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adeva-eira · 2 years
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SuperMari/MariBat prompt:
Marinette is a Kryptonian. Or rather another Superman Clone, mixed with the DNA of Bridgette Cheng. She becomes useless for Luthor tho so he Orders a scientist to get rid of her. The scientist is like 'ok lol' and just SOMEHOW yeets Marinette to Paris where Tom and Sabine find Baby Marinette.
18 years later (the Events of Miraculous gonon as in the show) Marinette gets to Metropolis (The obligatory field trip), meets Superman and He's like....wait a damn Minute....
So he basically steals her and is like 'she Kind of IS my Daughter so-' and Lois loves her. Kon and Jon love her too. She's a Kent now.
They want her to be a Super but she despises the colors. Then she meet Nightwing and they become friends. Clark tells her about Nightwing and Flamebird and BOOM.
And....and ya....that's the Story behind this drawing. Should I do a FF about it? Idk maybe I will..,because I'm bored. Send help.
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ali-annals · 3 months
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i could be the way forward (i know I'll pay for it) (forever is the sweetest con, pt 2)
Pairing: Jason Todd x Marinette Dupain-Cheng PART ONE Moodboard
Rating: G | Masterlist | Main Masterlist | Ao3 | WC: 1.6k | TW: -
A/N: This is part of a series called The Eras Tour (Jasonette’s Version), a collection of Jasonette-centric fics I wrote for the Maribat discord server Maribat? Get In!’s 2024 Civil War event. Not beta’d.
Years after retiring from Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng goes by many other names, switching identities as easily as she breathes…until she tries to swindle the wrong guy.
Marinette swirled her olive in the dregs of her martini, forlornly chewing on the other. The chatter of the multitude of people passing through the bar was a welcome background noise for her to tune out as she thought of her ex-partner. 
The news anchor’s voice suddenly cut through her thoughts of dark hair and teal eyes. Had he said-
“Oh, he was the sweetest boy, always so polite,” said a little old lady who had appeared on the stool next to her. She looked harmless, but she wouldn’t have survived this long in a city like Gotham without having something up her sleeve. “We all missed him greatly. He was a ray of sunshine, one that Gotham let through her smog to give us all hope.”
Marinette turned to her. “Would you mind telling me more about him and what’s happening? I’m somewhat new here.”
The party was in full swing by the time her limo pulled up to the event hall. The chauffeur opened the door for her, her date for the night getting out and offering his hand in silent escort.
They entered the hall, fashionably late and thus commanding everyone’s attention without even trying. She knew she looked good, having put her own touch on the off-the-rack dress she’d found in an adorable boutique. 
She took in the crowd as she descended the stairs, using her temporary height to her advantage. So many dark-haired men here, yet the one she wanted to see wasn’t. 
Her date led her to a small group of people by the foot of the stairs, two of which had ‘PRESS’ lanyards over their suit and dress. 
“Clark, Lois, it’s good to see you! How have you been? This is my date, Melody Dupain. Melody, these are my friends, Clark Kent and Lois Lane.”
“Pleasure to meet you,” she nodded. 
“It’s nice to meet you, Melody,” said Lois. “We just talked the other day, nothing’s changed,” she added to her date. 
“Good to hear. Excuse us, the mayor wanted a word.”
Marinette continued on her way, taking the time her date was socializing to scan the room. 
She excused herself from the conversation, heading in the direction of the French doors she’d spotted as she came in.
The cool air was refreshing after the heat of the ballroom and cloying perfumes. She found a quiet spot overlooking the gardens, underneath a garden party tent of some kind. Little drops of rain soon echoed calmingly as they bounced off the canvas top. 
“May I have this dance?”
She startled, the rain having covered anyone’s approaching footsteps.
“Dancing is a dangerous game. Haven’t you read any Jane Austen, where the characters fall in love because they danced?”
She turned, her breath catching. 
He smirked. “Of course I’ve read Jane Austen; I’m not a heathen, what do you take me for?”
“What are you doing here?”
“Watching my ex-swindling-partner attempt to swindle my dad, apparently,” he shrugged. “And just when I thought life was going to be boring again.”
“How…was everything I heard true?”
“Depends on what you heard, but probably. Although the rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated. I’m fine now.”
“Jay.”
“Look, this isn’t a great place to get into everything. How about we skip the party and go get Batburger?”
She hadn’t even heard the end of his proposition and she grabbed his hand, leading the way out.
“I’ll take you to my favourite gargoyle and we can talk there.”
“Of course you have a favourite gargoyle,” she rolled her eyes at him fondly.
He opened the door to a black Rolls Royce.
She settled in the comfy seat appreciatively, running her hands over the dash. “You finally got your fancy car, huh?”
He chuckled dryly. “Yep. First long con I ever did, and I’m still runnin’ it. Now I’m actually old enough to drive the things.”
“Please just tell me you’re not pretending to be Bruce’s dead son,” she said as they pulled into the Batburger drive through.
“No, I wouldn’t do that…well, maybe. But no, I’m the real dead son. But why are you trying to swindle the guy who has a dead son?”
“Not so dead anymore,” she retorted, waving at him. “Because I had to see if it was really you, homme stupide . I came to Gotham because it’s a wonderful place to hide, and then I found my ex-partner beat me to swindling high society, only it might not be a swindle at all! What did you even need the money for, if your dad is the richest guy in America?!”
He shrugged, paying and collecting their order. “His money ain’t my money. Also, he didn’t know I was alive, and I had some…things to take care of first.”
They climbed up the rusty fire escape to the roof of the building that housed his favourite gargoyle. Jason handed her her burger and fries. 
“Your dress looks really nice, Mar. Did you make it?”
“I restyled it,” she sniffed, biting hungrily into her burger. “Thank you for the compliment.”
“Why are you so mad? I’m not even stopping you conning my dad or giving you away.”
“Because I thought I’d never see you again, and then I did and I wasn’t even prepared for it, and now I’m thrown all off-kilter! And I can’t in good conscience hustle your dad, he’s your dad !”
“I mean, if it helps, I hustle him all the time,” he shrugged, bumping her shoulder with his.
“It really doesn’t…okay, maybe a little bit. But I’m still not stealing from your dad! This was going to be my last con.”
“What? Why?” He looked at her, startled. “Are you in trouble?”
“Not as far as I know,” she bit a fry moodily in half. “I’m tired of it. Constantly looking over my shoulder, switching up my identity, never getting close to anyone. I’ll use what I have to settle down somewhere and set up a sewing shop or something, live a boring life and find a husband and have two-point-five kids…”
“It’ll never work.”
Marinette punched his shoulder for his immediate pessimistic shut-down.
“Ow! I mean, you won’t be happy without the adrenaline rush, the danger. But,” he raised his finger, “I have an idea.”
“Do tell,” she said dryly, used to his ideas.
“Marry me.”
She coughed out the fry she’d been eating. “Excuse me?”
“I’m serious. Marry me. It’ll take care of a lot of problems for us. We can’t legally testify against each other, in case our pasts catch up to us. You’ll be richer than Croesus, you can bug Bruce all the time –and it’ll be great leverage for me: “Bruce, how could you date your future daughter-in-law”--and we can go around long-conning society with a permanent identity and no one to catch us.”
“And just how will we do that?” she asked, getting interested in spite of herself.
“I can only tell you if you agree,” he said mock-solemnly.
She punched his shoulder again.
“Ow! If you’re gonna turn to punching me, maybe I'll take it back!”
“Tell me why we’re long-conning society, Jason,” she threatened.
“Because we’re the Todd-Waynes during the day, but the vigilantes Red Hood and Mrs Red Hood (name subject to change) at night!”
She blinked at him. “That makes so much sense. Wait, why will I be a vigilante?”
He gave her a flat look. “Pixie. You told me you used to be a hero. You need the adrenaline rush, that’s why you’re currently a swindler. You can go back to heroing, get your thrills, and feel good about it while you do it, instead of sullying your conscience by swindling old men grieving the loss of their son-ow!”
“Fine, I’ll do it.”
“Really?”
“Yes. But you have to answer a few questions for me first.”
“Only if you answer three of mine.”
“You’re a horrible negotiator.”
He simply smiled serenely at her. 
She huffed. “Fine, I’ll answer three of your questions, but you have to answer as many as I ask you. You are getting the better part of the deal, may I remind you.”
“Sounds good.”
“Why do you want to marry me?”
“Ooh, loaded question, right off the bat. Well, I like you. I can trust you, we work well together, we know each other well already.”
“Why did you stay so long with me if your dad is a billionaire?”
“To take care of you. Also, it was nice to have someone around who knew me but also didn’t know me, if you know what I mean.”
“Crystal clear,” she deadpanned. “But yes, I think so. You wanted someone to know you without knowing the past you with all the baggage and pre-made judgments. I felt the same way. Why did you want to take care of me?”
“Why not? I like you.”
“Jason! You can’t just say stuff like that!”
“You wanted the truth!”
“Yeah, but I’m gonna fall off this roof in shock!”
“I’ll catch you then. As long as you’re falling for me.”
Marinette sputtered at his blatant flirting. “ You’ll be falling because of me.”
“I already am.”
“Jason Todd!”
The banter and interrogation continued until all the burgers and fries were gone. Jason sighed, leaning back on his elbows, kicking his feet over the side. “There’s something you should probably know before we do anything else.”
She eyed him cautiously. “Okay…”
“I wasn’t planning on partnering with you, but I felt like there was something between us after the first night. We got along so well after that, and it was an easy cover to keep when I had some Hood business to take care of. But we spent more time together, and I started falling for you. It wasn’t the plan, but I couldn’t stop–and I didn’t particularly want to stop, either. I love you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng.”
She bit her lip hard, willing away the tears. “I love you too, Jason Todd-Wayne.”
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ao3feed-brucewayne · 5 months
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I call BULLshit. No no she scared the shit out of me when it happened
read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lLeqYsr by Am_I_really_a_writerhuh I felt like writing without the plot. So, hereby introduce to you itty bitty scenarios of miscellaneous interactions between the miraculous duo and the batfamily. Other characters too, but they're the main focus. eg. Ladybug: *sudden flashback Ladybug: pfft Ladybug: chaton? I just realised Damocles was technically a Batman knock-off Chat Noir: oh my god Chat Noir: YOU’re RIGHT Chat Noir: You think we can get Red Robin to access the school footage? Ladybug: I’m in. Words: 1716, Chapters: 11/11, Language: English Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Miraculous Ladybug Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Other Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Duke Thomas, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Koriand'r (DCU), Jonathan Samuel Kent, Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Justice League (DCU), Batfamily Members, Other Miraculous Ladybug Characters, Other Character Tags to Be Added Relationships: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Batfamily Members & Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir & Batfamily Members Additional Tags: Incorrect Quotes, Fluff and Crack, Not Canon Compliant, Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Wayne Manor, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Lives in Gotham City, MariBat read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lLeqYsr
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Baby’s First Hero
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Clark’s eyebrows shoot up as his jaw drops. When Batman had said he wanted to tell Clark who he was under the mask, Clark had not been expecting…this.
“You seem shocked.” Batman- no, Bruce freaking Wayne, says. Clark swears the other man’s lips twitch slightly, as if he’s suppressing a smile. Clark scoffs.
“Well of course I’m shocked. You’re- Bruce Wayne is- you’re smart.” He says, stumbling over his words. Bruce quirks an eyebrow up.
“Yes. I am.” He says simply. Clark huffs.
“I can’t believe you’re a freaking billionaire.” He grumbles. He should have at least suspected it, but as far as he knew, none of the other heroes in the League were rich. Which, again, he should’ve guessed that at least one of his teammates had some money. Another thought hits him and his eyes go wide.
“What?” Bruce asks, obviously hesitant.
“You’re a dad. Robin isn’t just a sidekick, you’re- wow.” He says. Bruce winces slightly and Clark suddenly remembers the articles about Dick Grayson. About the boy whose parents died tragically and the billionaire playboy who adopted him. “That’s really awesome, Bruce.” He adds, not missing the tension that had appeared in Bruce’s shoulders. Before he can say anything else, his phone rings. Smiling apologetically, Clark pulls it out and hits the answer button.
“Clark! How’re you doing, little brother?” Tom asks, immediately making Clark smile.
“I’m fine. How’re you guys doing? How’s the baby?” He asks. Tom chuckles.
“We’re all fine. Sabine and I were actually invited to a baking competition in DC. And we were wondering if you would want to watch Marinette for a couple of days.” He offers. Clark blinks.
“Really? Me? Like, by myself?” He asks.
“If you’re up for it. If not, I’m sure I could get my mom to watch her. But I know you aren’t able to come to Paris as much as you want, so I wanted to give you the option.” Tom says. Clark doesn’t even think about the logistics. Like the fact that his niece, who isn’t even a year old, will need around the clock supervision. Something that would be difficult for a superhero journalist to provide. He doesn’t think of any of that though. Instead, he just says:
“I’d love to watch her.”
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“You really didn’t have to come with me to pick her up.” Clark says, arms crossed as he stands next to Bruce outside of the terminal. Bruce shrugs.
“You seemed panicked at the idea of taking her home in a cab. I have plenty of cars, and Dick’s at a friend’s house today.” He says, keeping his head slightly down. The man had sunglasses and a hat on in addition to an outfit that was far more casual than he’d ever seen ‘Brucie Wayne’ wear in public before. Clark wasn’t sure if the man’s disguise was obvious to everyone, or if Clark just thought it was obvious because he knew the man was trying to hide. Either way…
“Clark!” A familiar voice calls, making Clark glance up and grin widely. He walks towards his brother quickly, immediately hugging the man before giving Sabine a smaller side hug (since she was holding Marinette and he didn’t want to crush her).
“How was your flight?” He asks, and Sabine smiles.
“Surprisingly, quiet. Marinette slept almost the entire time. Though I’m afraid that means her schedule may be a bit off for you.” She says apologetically. Clark just grins.
“It’s fine. I’m sure we’ll figure it out.” He says, before glancing back at Bruce who was standing awkwardly where he’d left him. Clark nods towards his brother and sister in law, and Bruce hesitates slightly before walking over.
“Hi.” He says quietly. Clark rolls his eyes, grinning.
“Tom, Sabine, this is my friend Bruce. Bruce, this is my brother and his wife.” Clark introduces the three, grinning at Bruce’s awkward attempt at a smile. He’d quickly discovered, after the reveal that Bruce Wayne was Batman, that ‘Brucie Wayne’ was very much an act. And that the man in question was actually very awkward, especially around strangers. How he had managed to pull off the ‘airhead socialite who loves parties’ for so many years was beyond Clark.
“Nice to meet you.” Bruce says. Tom smiles.
“You too. I’m glad Clark has some good friends up here. I know Martha and Jonathan were worried about him living in such a big city.” He says before glancing down at his watch and wincing. “We’ll have to catch up more when we pick Marinette up. I don’t wanna miss our next flight.” He says apologetically. Clark just waves it off, taking Marinette gently as Bruce takes the bag that Tom held out.
“Don’t worry about it. Let me know when you guys land safely, okay?” He asks. Tom nods, giving one last wave before he and Sabine walk away. Clark turns to Bruce, a thought suddenly entering his head.
“Uh, Bruce?” He says. Bruce raises an eyebrow. “Did you think to bring a carseat?”
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It turns out that although Bruce didn’t think of a carseat, Alfred had. Apparently Alfred Pennyworth was Bruce’s butler/father figure/caretaker/advisor. He was a man who wore many hats. Lucky for them, because he would not have wanted to wait at the airport with Marinette while Bruce went out to try and find a carseat that would work for her. Setting Marinette down on a blanket with a few toys, Clark smiles and takes a step back.
“Thank you, for everything.” He says. Bruce nods.
“It was no problem. I do have one more thing, though, before I leave.” He says. Clark raises an eyebrow.
“What is it?” He asks. Bruce sighs, raising a finger up.
“I left the bag in the car. I’ll be right back.” He says, before slipping out of the apartment. Clark shrugs, plopping down on the ground next to Marinette, who simply giggled at him.
“Hey Sunshine, are you excited to spend time with your Uncle?” He asks, laughing as she coos and babbles back at him, crawling towards him. Just as Clark is beginning to think Bruce jumped in his car and drove away, he walks in.
“Sorry about that. Dick called to remind me about the onesies.” He says. Clark frowns.
“Onesies?” He asks. Bruce nods.
“When I told him that your niece is a baby, he insisted that we buy a onesie with my symbol on it, a onesie with your symbol on it, and a onesie with Diana’s symbol on it. So that she could decide on the best hero.” He says. Unable to stop himself, Clark laughs, shaking his head.
“That’s amazing. How do we do it?” He asks. Bruce’s lips twitch, a small smile forming on his face.
“According to Dick, we have to set them out next to each other and then let her crawl to them. Whichever one she picks will have the ‘honor of best hero’ until there’s a new baby to pick.” Bruce says. Clark snorts.
“Is he hinting that he wants a younger sibling?” He asks. Bruce shrugs, laying the onesies out on the floor.
“We can’t sit by them or the results would be biased.” He says. Clark nods in agreement, setting Marinette back a couple of feet from the onesies before moving to stand by Bruce and the door. Marinette glances up at them, giggling before crawling forward.
“What do we do if she picks Diana?” Clark asks. Bruce hums lightly.
“I suppose we have to tell her. Dick certainly would, and I don’t think either of us could actually lie to her.” He says. Clark snorts. His friend definitely had a point. Watching his niece head immediately towards the blue onesie with his symbol on it, Clark tries not to smile too widely. His smile falls as she pauses, tilting her head as she starts to change direction and head towards the Bat symbol. Glancing at Bruce, Clark doesn’t miss the smile on his friend’s face. He definitely doesn’t miss as the smile starts to fall, making him look back at his niece. She’d completely stopped just in front of the onesies. Clark holds his breath as she grins before lunging forward and grabbing the red onesie, giggling.
“Do we have to tell her?” Clark asks with a sigh. Bruce just nods.
“Unfortunately.” He says. Clark sighs again, but can’t stay upset. Not with his adorable niece giggling like a madman as she cuddles the red onesie. Maybe he could convince Diana to come meet her at some point.
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ao3feed-ladynoir · 10 months
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Nine Secrets
Nine Secrets by SentiWayne
Marinette Luthor. The daughter of two divorced parents. Lex Luthor and Louis Lane. Marinette has lived with her father for her whole life as her mother went her separate ways and made a family of her. own. Marinette best friend, Adrien Agreste. Died in a car accident. After her best friend died, she was heartbroken. Nothing could repair her broken heart. Her father couldn't be there for her. Her mother couldn't either. So, she runs away from her problems. She goes to Gotham City, where no one could find her. After the death of her best friend, she finds out a way to see him again, by going back to the past. But she knew that you could never mess with time or else you will mess up the present. But she was willing to do it even with the price. Which caused even more problems. A problem that made her cursed. What if the cursed turned her to a fairy little animal? What if that curse made her found love? What if the curse was bad that even the person, she fell for didn't know she was actually a human?
This story is original by me. I update every day!
Words: 1789, Chapters: 1/30, Language: English
Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Batman - All Media Types, Maribat - Fandom
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Damian Wayne, Lex Luthor, Louis, Robin (DCU), Bruce Wayne, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Barbra Gordan, Dick Grayson, Duke Thomas, Marinette Luthor, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug's Parents, Clark Kent
Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Damian Wayne, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Robin (DCU), Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne
Additional Tags: Daminette, MariBat, Damian Wayne Loves Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir Has a Crush on Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Badass Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Hurt Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Marinette Dupain-Cheng Is Not Ladybug, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug Is So Done, Secret Children
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48486589
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BDBWM Day 13 | Identities
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Marinette is in a panic. 
They’re supposed to visit the Kents in a few hours and she forgot that her Uncle Clark knows about her. She makes a mad dash to the privacy of her room and looks for his number. 
“Uncle C!” She squeaks out when he picks up, spilling everything out in one breath. “Can you maybe keep quiet about my identity during the picnic ‘cause I haven’t told Dad and the others and make sure Conner and Jon and Aunt Lois keep quiet too in case they know?” 
Thankfully, Clark is able to get all of that. “Sure, Marinette. I’m sure your family won’t bring up vigilante work anyway because you’re there.” 
She sighs in relief. “Yeah, but just in case. Thanks Uncle C.” 
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While her Uncle Clark is subtle about her and her family’s identities, he’s not subtle about his. He keeps disappearing during the family picnic, running off to multiple emergencies. She feels sorry for him; being Superman means having your hands full after all. 
She spreads the jam on her bread and bites into it. Clark stands up for the fifth time, earning everyone’s eyes. “Sorry, I gotta go again. This’ll be quick,” he waves and goes back to the house. 
Marinette munches on her sandwich. “Uncle’s awfully busy today.” 
Without batting an eye, Bruce speaks up. “He has hemorrhoids.” 
Conner nearly chokes on his cake while Jon’s eyes widen. Lois releases a huff of slightly amused laughter through her nose. Ma and Pa Kent exchange glances. 
“Is that so?” Marinette raises an eyebrow. “Is that why you run out to emergencies too, Dad?” 
Bruce scoffs. “Of course not. I always have work.”  
“Yeah, yeah, as if you don’t go check on your Beanie Babies whenever you think they’ve been messed with.” 
“You have Beanie Babies?!” Dick exclaims. 
“He bought a rare one for half a million one time in an auction.” Tim nods. 
Marinette’s sure that the red tinting Bruce’s cheeks aren’t from sunburn.
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ao3feed-birdflash · 11 months
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Enter
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by Anonymous
"You've always felt like home."
AKA The third part of the Keyboard series, in which ass is kicked, names are taken, and reunions are made.
Words: 14000, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 3 of Keyboard
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Miraculous Ladybug
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/F, M/M
Characters: Tim Drake, Bernard Dowd, Cassandra Cain, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Luka Couffaine, Chloé Bourgeois, Kagami Tsurugi, Gabriel Agreste, Nathalie Sancoeur, Bruce Wayne, Wally West, Clark Kent, Nathaniel Adam, Nina Dowd, Queen Hippolyta, Hippolyta (Miraculous Ladybug), Diana (Wonder Woman), Hippolyta (Wonder Woman), Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Emilie Agreste, Amélie Graham de Vanily (Mentioned), Félix Graham de Vanily (mentioned), Plagg (Miraculous Ladybug)
Relationships: Bernard Dowd/Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Luka Couffaine, Dick Grayson/Wally West
Additional Tags: Coming Out, Getting Together, I had severe writer's block during the creation of this part, Writer's Block, MariBat, Part 3, Gay, Fluff, Angst, Fluff and Angst, Badass Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Adrien holds the Tiger miraculous, Tim holds the Cat miraculous, Tim Drake is Stray, Birthday Fluff, References to Clue | Cluedo, References to Drag, Drag Queens, Tim Drake Loves Bernard Dowd, Bernard Dowd Loves Tim Drake, Platonic Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir/Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, I hope I got the timeline right, Paralysis, Near Death Experiences, Reunions, Family Reunions, Hospitals, Gabriel Agreste is Papillion | Hawk Moth, Bad Parent Gabriel Agreste, Medical Inaccuracies, References to Depression, Plagg Cares (Miraculous Ladybug), Plagg Being Plagg (Miraculous Ladybug), Not Beta Read, no beta we die like robins, There is a fourth part, but only if I win, jk jk, unless?
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mae-dwrites · 2 years
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Masterlist | DC-MLB Crossovers
Maribat
Found Family/Platonic
Taking Flight - Under The Maple Tree Leaves (1) (2)
Timinette
To Mend AU: All I Need To See | The Symposium | The Usual Chaperone | the defeat and the loss | Note: This isn't posted in chronological order, just in random parts and scenes of their lives.
Dukette
Wonderment
Daminette
Rue
A Bundle of Heliotropes
Blood Bee (Chloé/Damian)
Swooning - Note: A continuation of I’m Not Her (and I’ll Never Be) from Shutterbug Station 2024 Event
Bio Parents AUs
Bio Dad!Tom Dupain - TBW
Supers
Platonic/Gen
Our Ancestors Were Framed
Marikon
The [____] of Miss Super
Bio Parents AUs
BioDad!Clark Kent & BioMom!Lois Lane
Kidnapped Krytonian!Marinette: Idea/Blurb - Continuation to Idea/Blurb - Part Three (kinda) -
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ao3feed-timkon · 1 year
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And they were roommates
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/TrSlnJ0
by Jinx-Jade (Trial_and_Error)
Exactly what the title says
Words: 20246, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Miraculous Ladybug, Batman - All Media Types, Maribat - Fandom
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M
Characters: Adrien Agreste | Chat Noir, Gabriel Agreste, Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug, Tom Dupain, Sabine Cheng, Order of the Guardians (Miraculous Ladybug), Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle, Barbara Gordon, Dick Grayson, Koriand'r (DCU), Mar'i Grayson, Cassandra Cain, Stephanie Brown, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Clark Kent, Jonathan Kent, Lois Lane
Relationships: Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug/Damian Wayne, Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Stephanie Brown/Cassandra Cain
Additional Tags: Guardian Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Good Parents Sabine Cheng & Tom Dupain, Sabine Cheng Knows, Tom Dupain Knows, Marinette Dupain-Cheng Finds Out First, Damian Wayne Feels, Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Slow Burn, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Married Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne, Plagg Cares (Miraculous Ladybug)
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itsnothappening · 2 years
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overprotective | daminette
Word Count: +1k
summary: clark, jason and tim get more than a little protective over marinette. especially when she starts dating damian.
ao3 | wattpad | masterlist | prompts
a/n: me being the idiot i am, forgot to upload this. anyway, here it is now!!
Clark smiled down at the baby girl in his arms.
Her wide bluebell eyes gazed up at him, matching the blue blanket she was wrapped up in and the dark blue tuft of hair growing.
"Hello, Marinette," he whispered gently.
She giggled, eyes sparkling with laughter.
Turning her head to Sabine, Marinette made grabby hands at her.
Clark grinned and passed the newborn baby to Sabine and resisted the urge to coo at her.
He didn't know he would be forced to let her go because of his enemies.
◇─◇──◇─◇
Sabine stifled her sigh as it began to rain.
"Typical Gotham," she muttered, shifting Marinette's 5-year-old sleeping body so that it was more comfortable to walk.
A limousine pulled up to the curb that she was standing on.
The windows rolled down and Bruce Wayne's kind face peered at her. "You didn't get wet, did you?"
Sabine forced a tired chuckle and shook her head. "Nope. May I come in?"
As an answer, the doors to the limousine opened smoothly.
Trying to avoid getting her or Marinette wet, Sabine slipped into the backseat, greeting Alfred politely.
As she manoeuvred Marinette into a more comfortable sleeping position, Bruce asked, "Did anyone follow you on the way?"
Sabine only answered when Marinette's head was on her lap. "I don't think so, but I can't be sure."
They fell silent again.
A few minutes later, Sabine was the one to break the silence. "Thank you, by the way. You don't have to do this."
Bruce gave her a small smile. "It's my pleasure. I'm sure Dick, Jason and Tim will love Marinette."
And they did.
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10-year-old Marinette stifled her giggle as Jason wandered around, looking for her and Tim.
This was the fourth time she and Maman had been staying at the Waynes' mansion in the last past five years.
Each time they moved to a new place in or near Gotham, one of her biological father's enemies found them.
The last time that happened, the two of them only just escaped.
Marinette, perceptive for a 10-year-old, had a sinking feeling that they weren't going to be living anywhere near Gotham when they left again.
It was why she was pushing herself to spend as much time as possible with her 'brother' Jason and her best friend Tim.
Jason, although, not her real brother, was like one in every sense of the word. He played with her, entertained her and teased her.
Marinette couldn't have been more thankful to have him because she knew whenever she needed help Jason was the one to come to.
Tim was her best friend. Being an insomniac just like her, the two of them would spend nights arguing about the latest coffee flavours while sipping their respective flavour.
She could tell him anything and he wouldn't judge her for it.
Marinette squealed loudly as Jason grabbed onto her yelling, "I found you!"
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"Oh my god," Alya squealed as she saw Marinette walking towards her. "Marinette! Did you hear? There's a new guy in school and he's supposed to be really hot!"
Marinette shot her an amused grin, used to her enthusiasm. "That's nice."
"Nice?" Alya asked, scandalised. "That's all you have to say? Marinette-"
Said girl sighed, knowing what was coming next. "Alya-"
Alya barrelled on. "You haven't dated anyone in months ever since Adrien and that witch."
Marinette resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Alya, since she spent months posting and believing the 'witch' but clearly that didn't matter anymore.
Oblivous to her annoyance, Alya continued. "And I think it's time you started-"
"Well I think it's a good thing she doesn't need to do what you think, don't you?" Chloe's snarky voice interrupted Alya.
Marinette knew it wasn't fair to Alya, but she had never been so relieved to see Chloe in her entire life.
Okay, so that was a bit of an exaggeration, but the last thing Marinette needed was Alya pushing her to some 'hot' guy who she didn't even know.
Adrien was bad enough, and now a new guy she had no interest in?
No, thanks.
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Marinette cringed as she heard Alya squeal loudly.
"I told you!" she was repeating over and over again.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "Honestly Cesaire, do you really need to repeat that same phrase over and over again?"
Alya immediately stopped and glared at her. "Seriously? Do you always have to spoil my fun?"
Seeing that things were escalating, Marinette intervened. "So, Damian said he's taking me to meet his best friend, Jon."
"Oh my god." Alya punctuated each word with a pause. "That's amazing!"
For once, Chloe agreed with her. "That's really good, Mari."
Marinette shot them both a disbelieving look. "No, it's not because I have no clue what to say!"
Both, Alya and Chloe exchanged looks and Marinette had the sudden feeling that this was not going to end well.
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"What do you mean your brothers are also going to be there?" Marinette asked, eyes comically wide.
Damian shrugged casually. "Only Todd and Drake. And Kent's family."
Marinette groaned and dropped her head on Damian's shoulder. "I'm not ready for this."
"Relax," Damian patted her gently on the back. "They'll absolutely love you."
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When Damian said they'd love Marinette, this was not what he had in mind.
Right now, Clark, Jason and Tim were all staring at him with more-than-a-little hostility in their eyes and as skilled as Damian was, he wouldn't be able to take all three of them.
"Now remember," Clark said condescendingly. "Hurt Marinette-"
"And we'll hurt you in every way possible." Jason finished.
Tim waved his phone. "Better be careful, Damian."
The three of them shot him threatening smiles before trooping out, offering each other congratulatory smiles.
Damian let out a breath he hadn't even noticed he was holding.
For once, they actually managed to catch him off-guard.
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Clark, Jason and Tim all glared at Damian as he kissed Marinette.
Jon rolled his eyes and took pity on Damian. "Give the poor boy a break. Let him enjoy."
He ignored the three glares that were now trained on him.
Damian seriously owed him.
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