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The One Where Marinette Gets Fetched #10

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Titus had been restless ever since his first escape. The poor thing had been itching to get out again. He even stopped wanting to take walks around the estate. It made Damian upset to see his beloved dog so unhappy. The problem was he didn’t trust anyone outside the grounds to treat Titus like he should be. To be honest, no one in his family could except Alfred. His father and adopted siblings were incompetent as they were in practically everything. Damian was reluctant but eventually caved in the end.

So he pulled on his most inconspicuous clothes that an average person would wear, or at least what he thought average people wore and led Titus out the door with a leash. Alfred had suggested he didn’t go to the private secluded parks near the area and one more in the city. It was like a walled area for muggers to catch high paying victims once they left. The city parks had more people and made it easier to blend in. It was also where Titus seemed to prefer to go. As soon as they passed the gates, the dog practically dragged him. Damian could have reeled him back in but the smile he swore was Titus’ face stopped him.

Titus had conveniently brought a blue tennis ball with him while Damian held his leash and carried a satchel across his chest. The pair made their way to a secluded open field that provided enough room for the Great Dane to run around. A game of fetch ensued between the two. A throw too far set Titus on a chase. Something must have caught his eye because as soon as he got the ball he took off through a small grove of trees.

‘Must have seen a squirrel.’, sufessed Damian.

He sat down and took out his sketchbook and a few pencils. He preferred a monochrome look than a full-fledged colored drawing. Damian began to sketch his surroundings as he waited for Titus to tire himself out.

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“Guardian, may we visit that tree Tikki had mentioned before? It has been a long time since I’ve been able to climb a real tree. Who knows how bad my climbing skills have gotten!”, Xuppa pleaded.

“Well, as long as you are able to stay hidden from all passersby I guess I can let you all roam around.”, declared Marinette.

“That’s why we want to go to the tree on the hill, silly Guardian. It’s a clearing surrounded by trees! It’s perfect!”, Daizzi teased with a small oink at the end.

“I guess you have a point. Okay, through these trees we shall go! Are my loyal and trustworthy Miri’s ready?”, joked Marinette.

“Of course, our fair Lady.”, Pollen continued.

“I’m always loyal to you, Guardian.”, said Barkk.

The journey was long and treacherous for the group. Well, not really but it was fun to pretend they were on an adventure. Instead of a park, they were in an unexplored jungle. Having to avoid deadly obstacles such as couples and people reading peacefully under the trees. Then Marinette had been attacked by a poisonous tree root sticking out above ground. The root caused blindness temporarily which resulted in her tripping over it and falling. That led to the kwami’s having to lead her around with her eyes closed. It was like she was a little girl again playing with her- her-. Yeah, it was nice having fun with her Miri’s! They marched up the small hill with everyone following her like ducklings while they sang a Guardian-folk song.

“Alright! We have arrived at our destination. All Kwami exit the station as the Marinette train studies her sign language notes!”, she announced.

They all floated off into the tree as she sat under it and pulled out her journal. Reconnecting with the English language just to learn a new one based off of it. Then Damian had challenged her on who would do best on the ASL quiz next Friday. She couldn’t back down and was now forcing herself to study. Nooroo timidly floated out of the bag towards her. He had opted out of joining their song now that she thought about it.

“Master, I am sorry to bother you but are you certain it is all right for us to roam around?”, the butterfly mumbled.

The poor thing was greatly affected by their time in Paris. Duusuu could feed off the happy emotions of the others but Nooroo put the fault on himself. Gabriel had done a number on the poor kwami.

“You can call me Marinette or Guardian, Nooroo. Of course you can come out! Don’t worry so much, that's my job.”, she reassured. It got a small smile out of the kwami before he zipped off.

She was going over her greetings when she saw the kwami go in and out of her bag. Everytime they would come out with their personal snacks.

“Did everybody pack something to eat and forget to tell me?”, she pouted.

“Sssssorry Mari. We forgot to tell you. We could alwayssss sssshare our ssssnackss.”, Sass hissed out.

“You should try some of my honey-covered croissants! They’re amazing!”, buzzed Pollen.

“No, eat my seeds!”

“My dried bananas are the best!”

“Carrots!”

“Biscuits!”

“I’m so happy. I love food!”

They all hurriedly shouted above each other trying to offer her their snacks.

“Calm down, Miri’s! I appreciate your generosity. Though camembert sounds delicious right now.”, she commented with a side glance at the certain kwami. The cheese glutton couldn’t do anything but drop his jaw at her request. He had been the only one to not say anything and the Guardian knew it.

“Minibug, you can’t be serious! My cheese smells bad. You won’t even like it. Trust me! You’re better off eating one of Sass’ boiled eggs.”, Plagg tried to redirect her taste and the other kwami’s glares.

“I’m teasing Plagg. I just had breakfast not too long ago.”, she said.

“Geez, Mari! Everyone looked on the verge to kill me.”, he huffed before stuffing the entire wheel in his mouth.

Marinette and the kwami’s settled back down as she put in her earbuds and continued to study. Everything was nice and dandy for another forty-five minutes until she heard a faint shout from Tikki.

“Marinette look out!”

It was too late for the guardian however. By the time she knew it, Marinette was being dragged by the collar of her hoodie away from the tree. All of her stuff was left behind as her kidnapper ran at an alarming rate. She was pulled down hill, past the trees, dragged through a clearing for a while until she was dropped face first onto the grass. A dog started barking as soon as she was released.

“Titus! What is the meaning of this. You can’t just grab random- Marinette?”, the person said.

Marinette rubbed her head as she lifted herself up. This person knew her? She was met with the somewhat familiar face of Damian.

“H-Hey Damian, does this happen to be your dog or is there a better reason it just dragged me fifty yards to drop me here?”, she stuttered.

“No, it is not. I just happened to be able to read it’s name tag without moving. Of course it’s my dog, idiot!”, he sneered.

“Hey! How would you like it if you were suddenly getting yanked to gods know where by the collar and felt like you were choking?”, she retorted, rubbing her neck.

“What are you even doing here, Marinette?”, he questioned with narrowed eyes.

“First, this is a public park. I was studying some notes before your crazy- oh my kwami it’s taller than me!”, she gasped looking at the dog. She knew it wasn’t taller than her but her position of sitting on the floor made it tower over her. Marinette had met it before.

“Titus is a perfectly sized Great Dane. You’re the one with a pathetic stature. I suggest you change your diet to one suited to help with growth. Maybe incorporate beans, quinoa, or chicken if you're an inhumane meat-eater.”, he said.

“Yes, because I can totally fund a lifestyle change like that. Also, I’m average height. You’re the one that’s too tall!”, complained Marinette.

Titus wagged his tail back and forth as Marinette scratched his head in her lap.

“We had been playing with his tennis ball and I assumed he went to chase after an animal of some sort. Then he came back with you.”, Damian explained.

“So your dog basically fetched me.”, she summarized.

“You could put it that way.”, he commented.

“As adorable as Titus is, I have to go get my stuff before someone decides to take it. See you at school on Monday, I guess.”, Marinette said as she got up, much to the displeasure of Titus. Said dog barked in complaint as his attention giver left.

“Tt. I’m not sure what you have done to him but Titus should not be acting this way. He is supposed to be a feared guard dog, you have made him soft!”, he huffed.

“Feared like you with the rest of the student body at Gotham Academy? You still haven’t told me what got you to be dubbed an ‘Ice Prince’.”, Marinette said.

Damian only packed up his stuff and walked away.

Now, Marinette had to walk all the way back to the tree. The Miri’s were definitely going to lecture her.

I am sooooo soooo sorry for not posting this last week! I went out of town and it completely slipped my mind... sorry.

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sixtyeightdays · 4 years

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i am so sorry this took so long but i hope you like this! :)

i kind of strayed off topic a little and its a little mess so im sorry for that but i hope this is okay

this will have some bruce bashing so uh yeah

theres also tim and jason brotherly bonding because i am a sucker for brotherly bonding fics.

also, tim, mari, chloe (basically the parisian folks) are 16. jason is 19, dick is 23, and damian 13.

Timothy Drake Wayne had had his issues with his own self worth before.

Unlike everyone else in the family, he hadn’t been born into the family, or even been chosen to be part of it. This did sometimes result in a severe drop in Tim’s confidence levels, but he always managed to bring it back up.

Eventually, Tim found that the best way to deal with it was just to accept it. Not act out on it or anything. No, it was best to just accept it and be on his way.

At first, he had fought the unwanted thoughts invading his head, but appointing him as CEO of Wayne Enterprises had been the final straw that broke the camel’s back.

If they didn’t want me in the family, why would they make me CEO of Wayne Enterprises? Tim thought.

But then it pushed itself into Tim’s mind.

Because they don’t want you at the manor.

Tim shoved the thought away and shook his head, looking out the plane window.

Just.. accept it. There’s nothing he could to but accept it. He had no one to talk to either.

Damian would probably jeer at him and call him a weakling. Tim didn’t really need that. Bratty little 13 year old, that one. Besides, Damian wouldn’t care about it anyway, probably just tattle on him in hopes of getting Red Robin benched permanently.

He had contemplated talking to Dick about it for a while. After all, Dick was the ever so helpful Golden Boy. But then he decided against it. Of everyone in the family, Tim would never expect Dick of all people to understand issues with self worth. Dick was told very often that he was loved, wanted. Dick would probably tell Bruce anyway, and that was the last thing Tim wanted.

Jason.. well he was busy. He was always busy. Regardless of how his and Jason’s relationship had drastically improved, he wasn’t ready to open up about this. Don’t get him wrong, Tim was glad that he and his old hero had started to make amends, and now Jason had barely any qualms in calling Tim his brother, and that he could call him whenever he wanted. It made a rush of warmth erupt in his chest whenever he heard it.

But, he just didn’t feel ready to talk to him about it. To anyone about it.

Now, it was Monday morning and he was on his way to Paris in the Wayne company jet, because some rich designer named Gabriel Agreste requested some sort of business partnership.

There was also a designer called MDC that Tim was very interested in meeting. He was a huge fan of her work. He had checked out her website and was pleasantly surprised by the quality of her work, especially since she had no employees and made everything herself.

The fact that she was Jagged Stone’s honorary niece had also contributed to Tim wanting to commission a MDC original.

He had contacted her a before the plane left, and lucky for him, she had decided to meet him at his hotel on Thursday after lunch to discuss and take measurements

It was partially why when Bruce asked him to go to Paris, he didn’t fuss. He didn’t even protest about how being in Paris would affect Red Robin’s patrol. He had just nodded and left.

It had been a very last minute decision, and he hadn’t even had time to tell Jason about it. He had left a few hours after Bruce told him about it.

Tim sighed, leaning his head against the cool window of the plane, taking a sip from the coffee mug he held in his hands.

He admittedly zoned out for the rest of the journey, but in his defense, there was only an hour left on that flight anyway.

Stepping off the plane with his baggage, he made his way to the exits and after checking out of the airport, hailed a cab to bring him to his hotel, Le Grande Paris.

He may or may not have also zoned out on his 15 minute long ride to the hotel. Tim felt bad for the very nice taxi driver whom he had ignored, and gave him a very generous tip. After all, it wasn’t like he needed the money.

Judging from the wide eyed and awed glance the driver shot him as he left, the driver appreciated it very much.

Walking into the hotel lobby, checking in and waiting for the room key to be given to him, Tim already knew he was going to turn down Gabriel’s offer.

His research had shown that Gabriel was a recluse and hadn’t left his house in years. His assistant, one Nathalie Sancouer went on appointments with him on a call. He was also seemingly cold to his only son, which didn’t fly well with Tim, especially since the son was the same age as him.

He was expected to finish more work in Paris, especially since there was no rogues to disrupt anything.

He was not expecting a petite bluenette to crash into him and change his outlook on life.

The girl who bumped into him blushed profusely and apologised while two blondes, a girl and a boy laughed behind her.

She shot the two a playfully stern look, narrowing her eyes. Her eyes had the same glint Selina had when she saw Bruce. Playful, yet deadly. It was amazing how fast the blondes shut up.

“I’m Tim.” He shook Marinette’s hand, slightly charmed by the blushing girl.

“I’m Marinette. Are you checking in? I can escort you to your room. I know this place like the back of my hand.”

Tim was startled. Marinette did not seem to have any idea that she was talking to CEO of WE. She was talking to him like he was Tim. Just Tim. He was intrigued by the girl. The way she said her sentence, she wasn’t boasting or showing off, she was stating a mere fact out of politeness and the kindness of her heart.

You don’t see that around much anymore, Tim mused. It was like a breath of fresh air.

He nodded in acceptance and showed her the room number on the key that he was given before she had bumped into him. Her eyes widened.

“Well, looks like you’re on the floor I was already going to. Chloe lives here. Her father runs the hotel, and all the penthouses are on the same floor.” Marinette waved her hand at the blonde girl who was laughing earlier.

The girl stuck out a hand. “My name’s Chloe, the pleasure’s all yours.”

Tim’s lips curved into a smile as he shook her hand. “I’m Tim.”

Chloe pointed to the boy next to her. “That’s Adrien.”

Tim recognised him. He was that Agreste boy. The son of Gabriel Agreste, who he was supposed to meet on Thursday. Tim vaguely wondered if Adrien was going to be there for the meeting.

Tim didn’t like it when people announced out loud that he was a Wayne. So he didn’t do that to Adrien. Tim just shook his hand with a smile. Adrien smiled back, and Tim could see that gratitude in his eyes.

Tim nodded and his mind drifted to Marinette. She seemed rather nice, and she didn’t seem like the type of person to take advantage of rich kids. He decided to ive her the benefit of the doubt. Obviously, Chloe and Adrien trusted her, so he was willing to be open minded about this.

Besides, on the unlikely chance that she was trying to suck up to rich kids, Tim could very easily sue her, or at the very least, scare her off.

Marinette, Chloe and Adrien took the lift up with him, the four falling into an easy banter. Tim was very glad he had become fluent in French a few months prior to going on this trip.

Once they reached the outside of Tim’s suite, however, Marinette turned to Tim.

“Do you, maybe wanna join us after you put your things down?”

Tim grinned. “Why, I’d love to.”

It was the right thing to do. The four of them had a blast, and Tim knew now more than ever that Marinette genuinely liked the company of the two blondes and that she wasn’t just using them. He didn’t think she was, but it didn’t hurt to check.

They had hung out together, from that afternoon to late in the night, to around 9 maybe? Tim wasn’t sure. Tim felt a warm rush of joy flow throughout his body. He couldn’t remember the last time he had hung out with anyone that weren’t using him for his money or weren’t his family.

The four had become really close and the three Parisians probably knew more about Tim that his whole family did put together at this point.

Tim couldn’t remember the last time he had let loose so freely.

It was funny how it worked. Tim didn’t know why, but he had the comforting feeling that they could be trusted. Sure, they hadn’t known him for long, but he felt a sense of comfort with them, more comfortable than he’d ever felt with Bruce, hell, more than even Alfred.

Tim didn’t tell them all of his secrets, obviously, Red Robin being one of them. But it was okay. Unlike Bruce, who would research and pry into his business, Chloe, Marinette and Adrien shrugged it off.

“We’re all entitled to our own secrets.” Marinette had told him.

It made Tim wonder what kind of secrets the three were keeping, but he brushed it off. If he didn’t have to spill his secrets, the three didn’t either.

Eventually, night fell, but only Adrien left. Tim had looked to Marinette questioningly, and she just shrugged.

“His dad needs him back. I told Maman I was staying over with Chlo tonight. It’s not a school night after all.” She shrugged.

It was funny how much Tim trusted the three. He trusted them more than he trusted Bruce, at this point. Even if the trust he had in Bruce wasn't much to go on, it was surprising how easily the ex-Robin trusted the Parisians. But then again, life worked in strange ways, and this may have one of its strangest yet.

But Tim didn't protest. He rather liked the Parisians and like he's said, he trusted them. And from the looks they all gave him throughout the day, fulling of laughter and openness, he knew without a doubt that they trusted him too.

Among all three Parisians, Tim had bonded with Marinette the most.

Firstly, while the three were a formidable trio, Chloe and Adrien, it seemed, were childhood friends. They were extremely comfortable around each other, and it wasn’t like they were trying to leave Marinette out. They included her in everything they could, but the noirette occasionally bowed out and let the two friends do their thing.

Secondly, Tim was pretty sure that the two didn’t normally have so much childhood games. He was pretty sure they were making some of them up on the spot.

If Tim didn’t know better, he’d say Adrien and Chloe were trying to set him and Marinette up.

Marinette. The amazing little bluenette that crashed into him and changed his outlook on life.

Yes, he had only known her for less than a day, but they just clicked.

Marinette had tried not to, but it was obvious that her self esteem was at an all-time low, much like his. When Tim had asked Chloe and Adrien why when Marinette was in the bathroom, they had filled him in on how a girl named Lila at their school was bullying her and spouting lies about her.

“How bad are her lies?” Tim questioned.

“She saved Jagged Stone’s kitten from a airplane runway.” Chloe said.

Tim spit out his coffee.

“She misses months of school to be in Achu to work with Prince Ali for Go Green campaigns.” Adrien continued.

Tim didn’t know Achu or Prince Ali very well, but he was pretty sure the prince only did Helping Children Campaigns. He took a sip of his coffee.

“Her latest one? I was dating Damian Wayne, but he and his brother fought over me and now I’m dating Timothy Drake, CEO of Wayne Enterprises!” Chloe said the last part in a nasally, simpering tone that was obviously meant to be Lila’s voice.

Tim choked. Lila was 16! Damian was 13! Tim mentally filed a reminder to sue this Lila girl. Also, his love life was rather pathetic. He hadn’t dated since Stephanie. Lila’d would probably do a better job going after Jason if he weren’t with Roy. Wait, no. Jason didn’t like psychopaths. Or maybe he did, Tim wasn’t too sure.

“That was pretty accurate.” Adrien looked slightly impressed.

Tim shuddered. What kind of sicko had a voice like that?

Marinette had come out of the bathroom at that point, and all three of them effectively shut up. She looked concerned and asked Tim if he was okay and why he was so pale.

He shook his head. “I’m cool, cool, cool.” He ran a hand through his hair in an attempt to be suave and Marinette laughed.

Tim’s expression softened at the melodic sound. Chloe and Adrien exchanged a look before smirking at Tim.

Marinette had subtly complimented him a lot over the span of a few hours, and Tim had felt his confidence level slowly rising. It made Marinette smile.

Tim had returned the favor, and by the end of the next day, he and Marinette had almost as many inside jokes as Adrien and Chloe did.

(Chloe had walked Adrien to the door, and Tim and Marinette had hid from Chloe in Tim’s suite, giggling at Chloe’s playful irateness.

Tim had a great time.

He had also managed to finish most of his work beforehand.

He, along with Chloe and Adrien, had gone to Marinette’s house on Wednesday, and the four of them had spent the whole day in a peaceful silence doing their work.

Chloe and Adrien had finished their school work early and had copied their work into Marinette’s workbook. Tim had smiled at the sight because he was rather happy that Marinette had friends who were willing to do this sort of thing for her.

Marinette had spent the whole day working on several commissions, sketching the designs and sewing them out. Tim had been shocked by how many different types of fabric the bluenette had in her closet. Chloe and Adrien had shot him a look that said “get used to it”.

Tim was pleasantly that no one had disturbed him while he was doing his work. they had all done their own work respectively, and even when they were done, like Chloe and Adrien, they had kept quiet and didn’t make any noise to disrupt Tim and Marinette, apart form their whispered chatter.

In Gotham, Tim would almost always be interrupted by rogue attacks or his brothers and father. It made it almost impossible to finish his work on time, and resulted in many overtimes and no sleep.

Marinette’s parents, a happy baker couple who’d persuaded Tim to call him Tom and Sabine instead of Mr and Mrs Dupain Cheng, had stocked them up with a steady supply of pastries and amazing coffee. It was probably expected, they did own a bakery after all.

Tim swore that the Dupain Chengs’ pastries could rival Alfred’s.

While Tim was looking at Marinette work, he was taken aback by her efficiency and quality of her sewing. Normally, one jacket would take a day to make, including handmade embroidery. Marinette had done it within two hours from scratch.

Tim was tempted to commission her, but it seemed that her plate was already full, so he didn’t. Either way, he had come to meet with Gabriel Agreste and possibly MDC.

When they were all done with their work, after spending practically the whole day in Marinette’s room from 9 in the morning to 6 in the evening, they decided to go get dinner.

Tom and Sabine bid them goodbye heartily before turning to their customers and pulling a tray out of the oven.

Tim had met Chloe and Adrien’s significant others. A rather cold girl named Kagami, and chill looking boy named Luka. (Tim thought that Kagami and Chloe, and Luka and Adrien suited each other and balanced out perfectly.)

Originally, Tim had thought that Luka was dating Marinette. After Luka had hugged Adrien, he had turned to Marinette and called her ‘his Melody’. It didn’t help that she called him ‘her Harmony’.

Tim totally did not feel jealous.

But then Marinette groaned and nudged Tim in the ribs. “I guess we’re fifth wheeling.”

“Aren’t you dating Luka?” He pointed to the green haired boy.

Chloe and Adrien clutched their stomachs, laughing, while Kagami and Luka smiled. “Nope. Mari-hime is single.’’ Tim swore the fencer stared into his soul.

Tim was not afraid to admit that Kagami scared him more than the Joker did. Okay, maybe the Joker was a far stretch. Killer Croc or Two-Face maybe.

Luka leaned down and gave Adrien a peck on the lips. The model blushed and Luka grinned, exposing two slightly sharp canines, much like a snake’s.

It was currently mid November, so it was pretty cold. But Tim didn’t see why Mari was wearing a layer of heattech, a long-sleeved sweatshirt, a hoodie, and her winter coat, plus her hat, earmuffs and gloves.

She looked like a puffy marshmallow. A very pink, cute marshmallow.

Luka had shot him a ‘it’s better not to ask’ look and Tim wisely kept quiet.

They had a great time at dinner. Tim and Mari had an amazing time. Tim wasn’t entirely sure about the others, he was too busy paying attention to Mari.

The crinkle of her eyes when she smiled, the red flush from the cold dusting over her freckles lightly, the bluebell colour of her eyes.

He didn’t notice the ‘he’s so whipped’ looks from everyone else. Luka shrugged.

“Well who doesn’t like Melody once they meet her?”

Everyone else shrugged. “Fair point.” Chloe muttered, burying her head in the crook of Kagami’s neck.

Suddenly, screams broke out from nearby. Marinette immediately ceased talking and whipped around to face her friends. Tim looked very confused at her actions but looked worriedly to where the screams were coming from.

Suddenly, the floor rumbled and they all looked up to see baby August, who had been akumatised into Gigantitan again.

Marinette, Chloe, Adrien, Luka and Kagami immediately herded Tim back to Mari’s house, where they hastily climbed up the stairs to the loft.

“Tim, stay here.” Kagami ordered.

“What is this?” Tim couldn’t help but ask.

“It’s an akuma attack.” Chloe shrugged, looking not at all fazed.

Actually, Tim noticed, none of them looked fazed in the slightest.

“This is maybe August’s 7th time getting akumatised?” Luka said. “He’s relatively harmless though. It happens a lot.”

“Wait, where’s Marinette and Adrien?” Tim questioned, suddenly noticing that they were missing.

Kagami, Luka and Adrien exchanged a glance. “They’ll be fine.” Chloe waved offhandedly, logging into Marinette’s computer to turn on the live news from Nadja Chamack.

“Don’t be bemused, it’s just the news!” A pink haired lady was standing abnormally close to where Gigantitan was. Tim felt slightly worried for her.

“I’m Nadja Chamack, and we’re here at another akuma attack. It seems to be just baby August, however, so don’t worry. Ladybug and Chat will be here soon enough!”

Tim was appalled at the lengths this woman was seemingly willing to go to to get the scoop.

Noticing his expression, Luka smiled. “Don’t worry, Tim. She’ll be fine.”

“How do you know that?” If Tim let this happen, he was very sure that Bruce would murder him for a) getting that lady killed b) not helping. “I have to help!”

Chloe pushed him back into the chair where he was attempting to rise. “Sit down.” She ordered.

Tim didn’t want to, but he was interrupted by Nadja speaking again.

“Ladybug and Chat Noir are on the scene!” The camera view zoomed into a pigtailed girl in red and black spandex with a blonde boy in a leather catsuit. Tim vaguely wondered if he was Selina’s kid.

Tim’s eyes almost fell out of his head when he saw the two of them run up the side of the Eiffel Tower, with no grappling hook, no vault, nothing, before flipping off of it like a well oiled machine.

It was obvious that the two trusted each other to a deadly extent. They worked like two parts of a whole piece.

August swatted Ladybug away with a wave of his hand, flinging her into the Eiffel Tower so hard it dented.

Panic seized Tim’s stomach when Nadja Chamack was trampled on by August, effectively crushing her. When August lifted his foot, Tim looked away.

Chloe, Kagami and Luka did not look fazed, and Tim wondered why, before standing up again. Chloe pushed him back down.

“She’ll be fine, relax. All of Paris have probably died at least, what, 9 times?” Kagami stated, crossing her arms. She levelled Tim with a steely glare and Tim cowered in his seat.

How did the League not know about this?

Suddenly, the person holding the camera cheered, as swarms of Ladybugs flew everywhere, fixing damages. Tim noted with relief that Nadja had reappeared in front of the camera, looking slightly confused but otherwise fine.

“I think I’m gonna throw up.” Tim staggered to the bathroom, and right when he was about to puke, two thuds landed behind him. Tim could see a green and pink light flash and he turned around to see what it was.

He was just in time to see Ladybug and Chat Noir detransform, leaving Adrien and Marinette, looking stunned.

That was it for Tim, he hurled.

And Marinette was there, brushing his hair out of his face and holding the back of his shirt so it wouldn’t get in the way. Adrien had edged out of the room, while an unfamiliar voice was chortling.

When Tim was done, he washed his mouth with shaky hands, and Marinette looked at him sympathetically and with a slight trace of fear. It was almost undetectable, but Tim had spent enough time with Cass to know when someone was scared, no matter how she tried to hide it.

Tim didn’t want Marinette to feel scared of him. He wanted her to feel safe around him. He shakily spun and engulfed her in his arms. Her body relaxed tremendously as she hugged him back.

He was taller than her by a only few inches, so Marinette’s head was comfortably buried in Tim’s chest. Tim was thankful that none of his vomit had gotten on his shirt.

“I like you, Mari. So, so much.” Tim confessed.

The bluenette he was holding wiggled in his arms, looking up at him with those beautiful eyes.

“I like you too, Tim.” Her quiet voice broke into Tim’s train of thoughts as he panicked.

“I know, you probably don’t like me back but-- wait, what? You like me too?” Tim knew his voice had cracked but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

“I do.” Marinette confirmed, stepping on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

Tim’s face flushed and Mari giggled.

“Does that mean you wanna--?” Tim blushed even more.

“Yes.” Marinette was obviously enjoying the way Tim was suffering right now.

“So.. it’s official?” Tim asked hopefully, looping his hand with Marinette’s.

“It’s official.” She grinned.

Adrien had interrupted them at that point, and after Tim changed into one of Marinette’s designs, a black, long sleeved shirt with ladybugs at the side, she and Adrien had explained about the miraculouses.

Chloe, Kagami and Luka revealed that they were also miraculous holders, but they were temporary heroes, even if they got to keep the miraculous on hand.

Marinette and Adrien were joint Guardians of the Miraculous, and they were something called true holders. The Ladybug and Chat miraculous were two halves of a whole, Adrien had explained. He and Mari were also the only permanent miraculous users chosen by the previous guardian, while Chloe, Kagami and Luka were chosen by Marinette.

Tim was then introduced to the some of the kwamis (Pollen, Tikki, Plagg, Sass and Longg), who referred to Marinette and Adrien as Guardians.

Tikki referred to Marinette as Mari, Plagg referred to her as Pigtails. Tikki referred to Adrien as Adrien, and Plagg referred to him as ‘kid’. It didn’t take a genius to know who wore the pants in their relationship.

Then, Marinette and Tim’s newborn relationship was brought to light, and Tim was sufficiently scared from the shovel talks given by the Parisians, as well as the kwamis. Marinette had laughed at him, and he had pouted for the rest of the night.

“I wield the power of Destruction in my hands so if you hurt Pigtails, I’ll cataclysm you. I sank Atlantis, so don’t try me.” Plagg’d scornfully stated.

Marinette had berated him and told him that Plagg really needed to stop sounding so proud that he sunk Atlantis, while Tim went pale and was reminded of his secret.

“Uh. Guys? I have to tell you something.” Tim wrung his hands together nervously. “You know how in Gotham, there are vigilantes?”

They nodded.

“I’m.. one of them? I’m Red Robin.” Tim squeaked.

There was silence, but then everyone, bar Marinette and Kagami burst into laughter.

“Only you, Melody, could create a love square with only two people and still somehow fall in love with a superhero.”

Mari flushed and Tim looked confused. “Who..?”

Everyone pointed to Adrien. He shrugged.

“M’Lady and I are soulmates.” He winked, intertwining his and Marinette’s hands.

“But we’re platonic soulmates.” Adrien dramatically let go of Marinettte’s hand. “Adrien had a crush on Ladybug. Marinette had a crush on Adrien.” He explained further.

Realisation dawned on Tim and he fell back into Marinette’s lap as she groaned at the way Adrien worded it.

“You suck.” She deadpanned.

Adrien had the gall to grin at her. “I’m also the one you share a soul with.”

She rolled her eyes.

Everyone had a nice laugh, but they all fell asleep rather quickly. It had been an emotionally and physically exhausting day for all of them.

The next day was Tim’d meeting with Gabriel Agreste. Tim wasn’t sure if the others knew he was Bruce Wayne’s son, but he figured if they didn’t he may as well surprise them.

So Tim left a note for them, and left 15 minutes prior to the meeting at 9, leaving the his friends in Marinette’s room.

hey guys, i have a business meeting at 9. i’ll come back as soon as i’m done, which will be 10? latest. i’ll probably be back before you guys wake up. i hope i will. bye for now. see u mari <3 love, tim.

His friends. Tim’s heart warmed. This was the first time he had made friends that weren’t his family, or superhero buddies.

Tim arrived at Agreste Manor at 9 on the dot, ringing the doorbell. An electronic camera shot out from the wall and Tim jumped.

The person behind the camera opened the gate, and a buff man escorted him into the Manor, where Gabriel was waiting.

He was standing at the top of the steps, looking down at Tim. He inclined his head, and Tim followed the elder Agreste into his office.

The meeting went faster than expected. Tim had been expecting Gabriel to persuade him, but he had let Tim go. Instead of the half an hour meeting Tim was expecting,it was only twenty minutes.

Gabriel had offered a partnership with the Waynes in which he’d design for them, and they’d sponsor him. Tim had politely declined, and Gabriel looked slightly put out, waving to the buff man to escort him out.

Adrien had walked into the manor as soon as Tim reached the center of the room. Adrien stopped short.

“Tim? What are you doing here?”

Tim pointed to behind him, where Gabriel’s office was. “Business meeting.” He repeated, and waited for Adrien to connect the dots.

His eyes widened. “You’re Timothy Drake? CEO of Wayne Enterprises?”

Tim nodded. Adrien’s eyes widened before he smirked. “Have you told Mari?”

“I was gonna tell her today.”

“Nah, she has a meeting at like 2, with a client.”

Tim frowned, but then shrugged. “I’ll tell her before.” He decided. “I have a meeting at 2 too.”

Adrien nodded and smiled. “Treat her right.” He said, before entering his room.

Tim smiled, even after Adrien was out of sight. “I will.”

Tim had a few hours before his meeting with MDC. He made his way back to the bakery, where he was greeted with a peck on the cheek by Marinette.

“Chloe went back to the hotel, Harmony and Gami have school, and Adrien had to go home.” She beamed. So cute.

Marinette and Tim spent the few hours eating lunch in Mari’s room and watching Netflix, judging the shipping potential between the Brooklyn Nine Nine characters.

They had agreed that Teddy was boring and annoying, Jake and Amy were a power couple, and Rosa was a badass .

Marinette really liked Gina, Tim preferred Holt.

Soon, it was time for the meeting. Tim and Mari both had to go back to Le Grande Paris, so they opted to walk there together.

“Who are you meeting?” Tim asked curiously.

“Some CEO named Timothy Drake.” She replied.

Tim stopped. He turned to Marinette.

“Timothy Drake.” He repeated. Marinette gave him an odd look. “Do you know him?” She asked.

“You’re MDC?” Tim’s voice came out strangled and Marinette looked taken aback.

Understanding dawned on her and she stared at Tim. “You’re Timothy Drake?”

He only nodded.

They stared at each other for a minute but then burst out into laughter, causing a nearby mother on the phone to shoot them a nasty look.

After the initial shock wore off, the two had continued to the hotel. They were on the way, anyway, and they could always either visit Chloe or stay in Tim’s suite.

Marinette giggled as she worked, deftly taking Tim’s measurements.

“Normally this takes forever,” Tim remarked, peering over Marinette’s shoulder and watching in awe as she drew out the design for his suit.

Within minutes, it was done. Tim was amazed by it. It was a simple suit, but the colours she encorporated into it as well as the designs made Tim extremely happy. It managed to capture his essence, and look stylish at the same time.

She’d even drawn a design for the tie! (instead of blue, it’s red)

After about three hours of Marinette working in Tim’s suite (she had gone home and gotten the fabrics and used the sewing machine she always leaves in Chloe’s room), as well as Tim finishing his remaining paperwork for WE, the suit was done. Tim was awed by it.

The suit jacket was a nice, velvety maroon colour that was reminiscent of Tim’s Red Robin suit and Marinette’s Ladybug suit. The inside was a black colour, as another tribute to the colour schemes of Tim and Mari’s secret life.

The tie was the same deep red colour of the suit. What Tim loved the most about it, however, were the tiny coffee cups sewn on it. “A personal touch.” Marinette had said.

There was also the letter T embroidered on the back of the tie and the lapel of the suit right next to the MDC emblems.

“What do you think?” Marinette asked nervously.

“I love it!” Tim lifted Marinette up by the waist, spinning her in the air. She laughed with joy and he put her down but still in his arms.

He cupped his cheek and Marinette’s hand wrapped around his neck. Simultaneously, they leaned in and their lips met in a chaste kiss.

Marinette ran her free hand through Tim’s hair as Tim’s free hand pulled her closer to him by the waist.

Suddenly, the door burst open and they jumped apart.

It was Chloe, smirking wildly, her phone camera raised.

It didn’t take a genius to know what happened next.

Mari and Tim chased Chloe around the hotel to get her to delete the photo. Chloe crowed loudly that she was going to send the photo to Adrien, Luka and Kagami.

(Mari and Tim did catch her but Chloe had already sent the text.)

The six friends had a buttload of fun the next few days. Occasionally incorporating their work into the mix, Tim had never been so on time to hand in his paperwork.

On Saturday, a few hours before Tim was supposed to go to the airport to get on the Wayne private jet, the six were in Chloe’s room.

The only sound that could be heard was the faint chatter between Chloe and Kagami who were talking together, the soft strums of Luka on his guitar and Adrien next to him constantly dying while playing Subway Surfers and him raging not-so-quietly. Tim’s head was leaning on two pillows in Marinette’s lap, typing on his laptop which was propped up on his lap while Mari’s pencils scratched against the paper in her sketchbook.

It wasn’t exactly silence, but it was peaceful. An almost silence, if you would.

Until a phone blared to life.

Everyone jumped as the shrill sound of Tim’s ringtone pierced through the peaceful almost silence.

Tim cringed. “Sorry!” He called.

He swiped the accept button without looking to see who it was, mildly pissed off.

“What?” He snapped into the phone.

“TIMMY!” A familiar voice burst out. Marinette jumped and dropped her sketchbook on Tim’s face, glaring at the phone. Tim pulled the phone away from his ear, and put a finger to his mouth before pushing the speaker button.

“Tim? You okay?”

“Apart from you bursting my eardrums, I’m fine. What do you want, Jason?” Tim answered dryly. He wasn’t sure if his irritation could be heard through the phone but Jason picked it up.

“Not very nice to your favorite brother, now is it Timmy.” Tim could imagine Jason wagging a finger sarcastically in his face.

“Learned it from you, Jay. But seriously what do you want? I’m kinda busy.”

“You may wanna put your coffee cup down for this.”

Tim sighed and placed it on the floor.

“Now what?”

A bang was heard from outside and all of them, bar Tim and Mari (Tim was way too lazy to get out of Marinette’s comfortable lap, and she couldn’t get up with him in her lap) rushed to the door to see what was happening.

Some people had burst into Tim’s room across the hall.

Three guesses who.

“What are you doing, dumbasses?” Chloe’s exasperated voice rung out.

A man with a white tuft in hair was standing in the doorway turned around, phone in hand. He hung up on the call promptly.

“We were looking for our brother, Tim. The receptionist said he was in this room. Have you seen him?” An older man walked out of Tim’s room, with several others hot on his heels.

The shortest one was dark-haired and had green eyes, the other was a girl with chopped dark hair, an arm wrapped around a taller blonde girl’s waist. There was also a redhead in a wheelchair. The other two there were males, one was an near bald elderly, the other had blue eyes and dark hair and was rather tall.

That was six of them, Chloe noted. She and the others exchanged a look, debating whether or not to let them see Tim. After all, they could be lying and were kidnappers or something.

They obviously noticed the look. The tall one with blue eyes spoke. “You know him! Where is he? Did you kidnap him?”

Adrien choked trying to hold in his laughter. Luka patted him on the back calmly.

A tsk came from the inside of the room. Chloe looked back. Tim shrugged. It was her room, after all.

Chloe bit her lip, looking torn between letting them in or kicking them out. She looked to Kagami for help, and she nodded, but then inclined her head toward Chloe. Basically, ‘I think you should, Tim seems to know them. But he may not want to see them. Your call. Your room.’

The guy with the white tuft looked ready to barge in the room.

Chloe huffed and opened the door wider. She and the other stalked back to their seats with the echoing sound of ‘ridiculous, utterly ridiculous’. Everyone outside exchanged looks, and entered.

They were not expecting to see Tim in a girl’s lap, that was for sure.

Instead of the greeting they were expecting, Tim merely turned his head to look at them before huffing and returning his gaze to his laptop screen.

Marinette laid a hand protectively on Tim’s head and started running her fingers through his hair.

If they weren’t shocked before, they definitely were now. Their eyes practically bugged out of their head at the sight.

“Replacement?” Jason cautiously asked.

Tim huffed, much like Chloe, and Marinette ceased her ministrations. Tim whined, but Marinette levelled a glare at him and he sat up.

Marinette muttered softly, “I can see why your self confidence is so low.”

“Nah, Jason’s one of the nicer ones. It’s teasing.” Tim assured her. The girl only pouted and fell back into her seat, picking up Tim’s laptop to read what he was working on before Tim’s family rudely barged in.

Jason looked slightly touched.

Tim sighed and crossed his arms. “What are you guys doing here?” Chloe, Adrien, Kagami and Luka slowly inched around Mari and Tim. This did not go unnoticed by the Waynes.

“We came to visit you, Timbo!” The tall one said.

Tim pinched his nose. “That’s Dick. Barbara. Cassandra. Stephanie. Alfred. Bruce. Damian. Jason.” Tim pointed to each of them in turn.

Luka spoke up. “I’m Luka. That’s Adrien, Chloe, Kagami and Marinette.” Marinette shifted when her name was called, exposing the laptop screen to the Waynes. Their eyes widened when they saw the bold letters ‘Murders and Muggings: Patrol Recap’.

Dick coughed into his hand, jerking his head towards the computer. Tim rolled his eyes at Dick’s attempt at being subtle.

Jason and Stephanie snickered. Dick looked offended.

Dropping all pretence out the window, Tim deadpanned. “They know my secret. Didn’t tell them about yours, though they’ve probably figured it out already.”

“You should’ve told us beforehand, Timothy!” Bruce looked like he was a second away from yelling. A steely glare from Kagami stopped him from doing just that. Cass looked at her in approval.

Marinette bristled at Bruce’s tone, but did not move from her seat. This wasn’t her battle to fight-- it was Tim’s.

Bruce pinched the end of his nose. “I’m disappointed in you, Timothy.”

Despite knowing Bruce was going to say that, Tim winced. Jason looked pissed and opened his mouth to say something, but someone else beat him to it.

“How dare you.” Marinette’s quiet voice shook with fury as she stood up. Tim squeezed her hand and let go. Adrien, Luka, Kagami and Tim instantly surrounded Tim, forming a protective circle around him.

“How dare you. Tim is the most wonderful person I know. Other from the idiot I share a soul with, my Harmony, my Dragon and Queenie, he is the only person who is genuinely kind and caring. He is the sweetest person I know and if you think you can step into our turf and belittle my boyfriend, you have another thing coming.” Marinette snarled.

Adrien stood up, stepping forward to stand next to Marinette. “I’ve only known Tim for a few days, but he means a lot to all of us. Like Marinette said, you will not step into our turf and be rude to our friend.”

“You underestimate how much power we have here.” Kagami moved over to the other side of Marinette, eyes flashing.

Chloe stood next to her. “I can very easily kick you out of this hotel, out of Paris, even. Tim is my friend, and we will not stand here and let you talk shit about how he disappointed you.”

Luka stood up, moving next to Adrien. “Like we said, Tim means a lot to us. You have no idea how much he does for all of you. He deals with your stupid company paperwork, even though he’s only 16 and it should be your job. He spends more time helping you on patrol and fighting rogues than paperwork but you scold him because he can’t finish as much as you’d like?”

Marinette’s normally warm blue eyes that were so full of love were now completely devoid of emotion. “That isn’t parenting, Bruce. That’s toxic.” She spat out Bruce’s name with so much loathing and hate, that he unconsciously took a step back.

Tim was very touched. No one had ever done that for him before. No one had the guts to stand up to Bruce Wayne or Batman. His eyes watered and he hastily wiped them away.

Bruce’s eyes flashed, and he strode forward. “I think you underestimate my power.” He spread his arms. “I’m Bruce Wayne. I can kill your career in a heartbeat. I can make sure you are never hired by anyone, nor will you ever be able to make a name for yourself. I’ve almost died before. Damian and Jason have. We deal with things you guys can only dream of. Sure, your father may be the mayor of Paris, Chloe, but I can easily kick him off his position of power. Don’t fuck with us.”

Marinette’s eyes flashed with surprise at Bruce’s declaration that Jason and Damian have died. Ignoring Bruce, she turned to Adrien, who was squinting at Damian.

“Do you want to heal them of the Lazarus pits? We can, after all. We’re Creation and Destruction.” Marinette spoke in the Guardian language.

Adrien side eyed the Waynes and nodded. “Even if Bruce is a bitch, Jason and Damian don’t deserve to live like that.”

Marinette and Adrien looked behind them, past Tim, to where the Kwamis were hiding. Plagg and Tikki nodded. After all, they could always wipe the Waynes’ memories if they weren’t willing to keep it a secret. The Waynes didn’t know what they were saying. Jason stifled a laugh when Adrien caled Bruce a bitch, but the Waynes instantly went on guard at the sound of Jason and Damian’s names (since their names can’t be translated).

Marinette and Adrien turned back to Tim and the others folded, closing the gap that they had left, so no one could lip read or learn from their body language what they were about to do.

Marinette and Adrien walked a few steps back, a few steps in front of Tim but a few steps behind the others. They smiled reassuringly at Tim. They weren’t going to hurt Jason or Damian. Tim nodded. He trusted them.

Tikki and Plagg zipped over to them and phased into their joined hands. Adrien and Marinette smiled to each other closing their eyes. They channelled the Guardian energy, Creation energy and Destruction energy.

They lifted their raised hands, and as if on command, Chloe and Kagami stepped aside, allowing the green and pink swirling energy in their conjoined hands to shoot towards Jason and Damian. The beam split halfway, hitting both Jason and Damian.

They braced themselves for pain, but they didn’t feel anything. They looked around, and saw the energy. The green colour of it was one everyone instantly recognised as the Lazarus Pit madness.

They could do nothing but watch as more and more green colours was sucked out of Jason and Damian before swirling upwards and over their heads into a ball of green energy.

After what seemed like a lifetime, the green stopped escaping them, and Jason and Damian could feel an immediate relaxation of their feelings. It was like there was anger and negative emotions buried into a pit of their minds, but they didn’t notice that it was there until it was gone.

The green energy ball was now as as big as a bowling ball. It churned once, and started shrinking. Something was compressing it and forcing it into a smaller ball. With a sizzle, it split into two. A pink ball and a green ball, the sizes of an apple.

However, the green ball wasn’t the Lazarus color green. It was a warm green, the colour of emeralds. Despite that, within both the pink and green shell had a green ball, the toxic colour of the Lazarus pit inside. It swirled around in their respective prisons, but couldn’t break free.

The balls of energy slowly drifted towards where Marinette and Adrien were standing with serene looks on their faces.

The pink shell hovered in front of Marinette, while the green one hovered in front of Adrien. The pink and green encasing the Lazarus green broke apart, and the pink and green energy shells flew into their conjoined hands.

Marinette and Adrien opened their eyes. They weren’t eyes anymore, just glowing eye sockets. Marinette’s were pink, and Adrien’s were green. The same colour of the shells, the others realised.

Now what was left were the fizzling balls of the Lazarus pits, its toxic green giving off an eerie glow.

Marinette and Adrien held up their free palms, and the balls rested on their waiting hands.

They looked to each other and seemed to be communicating before the plunged the balls into their chests.

Their whole body glowed for a second before lifting the two up in the air. The Waynes, Luka, Kagami and Chloe jumped when they started talking.

“This hurts.” Marinette admitted. Her face did not show any kind of discomfort. Adrien grinned. “Yeah, it does.” His didn’t either.

They shared a laugh before the green and pink faded, and the two plummeted onto the carpeted floor. Just before they hit it, the green and pink glowed softly again, allowing the two to land gently on the floor, feet first.

The light faded completely and Marinette and Adrien collasped in the chaise behind them, unclasping their hands and panting slightly. Plagg and Tikki zoomed out of their hands as soon as they separated and didn’t even bother hiding.

They plopped themselves on their chosens’ heads and all four of them began to nap.

“Did they..?” Dick uttered in disbelief.

Jason and Damian could only nod.

“Lazarus. Gone?” Cass pressed.

They nodded again.

“Forever?” Bruce croaked.

“Yep.” Marinette’s exhausted voice came from the chaise. Everyone spun to look at her. Chloe ran to her room’s kitchen, bringing out some honey, cookies, camembert, chocolate and eggs.

The active kwamis zoomed out form their hiding spot and got to work on their food. Marinette tiredly pushed herself to her feet, stumbling. Tim caught her. Marinette smiled gratefully at him, and gently scooped Tikki off her head. She reached over and got Plagg too.

She nudged Tikki with her finger and placed her next to the cookies. She didn’t bother to wake Plagg up; he’d wake up as soon as he smelt camembert. She placed him down, next to Tikki and they woke up, lazily nibbling on their foods.

Mari let out a breathy sigh and swayed on her feet. She curled up next to Adrien and started to snore.

Dick frowned. If she was dating Tim, why was she so cozy with Adrien?

He moved to wake them up.

Suddenly, he stiffened and fell to the floor.

Pollen stood behind them, antennae still poised after stinging Dick. “No one wake the Guardians up.”

Muffled protests from Dick on the ground.

“They share a soul, Dick, being next to each other recharged them faster.” Tim explained.

“They what now?”

well yes thats it.

i kinda got sloppy at the end because i spent almost 8 hours on this, and its only 8k words. im kinda proud of it though lol

no there will probably not be a part two, although i may upload this on ao3

anyway i hope you liked this !! <3

#maribat #timinette #marinette dupain cheng #mari and adrien are joint guardians bc i want them to be #i strayed off topic im sorry #tim drake #batfam #mild bruce bashing #ml x dc #mlb x dc #ml x dcu #mlb x dcu #miraculous ladybug #dcu #no more lazarus nonsense yay

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ellienettie · 2 years

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Imagine if Jack and Janet bring Tim to a Wayne gala and Adrien and Marinette are there too and Adrien sees a sad lonely neglected child and he just turns to Marinette like;

Adrien: look, our child

Marinette: that's not ours?

Adrien: not yet.

And of course they end up adopting Tim

Tim learns about the miracle crew, he ends up wearing the cat miraculous and somehow idk he runs into the batfam and he doesn't wanna expose himself so he just goes "Behold, catwoman's and batman's love child" and *disappears* into a blue portal that just opens behind him

#maribat tim drake #adrien agreste #miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #chat noir #ml fandom #maribat batfam #ml x dc #ml x batfamily #mlb x batfam #mlb crossover #dcu x mlb #mlb x batman

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thatsastepladder · 2 years

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The funny thing about Maribat (and the general reality that DC fandom peeps are largely ignorant of DC canon) is that, ignoring all of the ML salt origins of the crossover, there are actually multiple DC heroes based out of Paris. And they never show up in ML/DC crossovers.

There’s Nightrunner, the parkour-performing member of the Batman of All Nations.

There’s Crimson Fox, the pair of perfume-heiress sisters sharing a costumed identity.

There’s Mademoiselle Marie, a secret agent/freedom fighter who‘s the tenth woman to bear the name in a legacy stretching back hundreds of years.

And the best one, given all of the “The Justice League stays out of Paris” tropes in ML/DC crossovers? The League was headquartered there for a time.

The Justice League International.

They had an embassy.

In Paris.

Now that’s a crossover I would like to see.

#miraculous ladybug #ml fandom salt #anti maribat #dc comics #dcu x mlb #justice league international #crimson fox #nightrunner #mademoiselle marie #justice league europe

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unreachablevoice · 4 years

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Operation: Eliminate Sausage Face Is A Go!

Maribat Master List | First

Okay, it’s back. Damian’s Adoptive Mom AU is back!

And anyways, while I was doing nothing instead of doing my WIPs, I came up with another idea for that AU and like it’s what happens when Damian meets Marinette’s old class so like instead of writing it as an idea, I thought, since I have nothing better to do (why the fuck you lyin?~), I wrote it as a snippet! ficlet! I dunno!

Anywho, enjoy~!

Warning: Swearing and cuss words are present. Please read with caution, thank you!

Damian didn’t really want to come to this Charity Ball in the first place. If anything, he wanted nothing more than to just stay at home and help his Mom out on her work, or watch movies with her late in the night, or maybe even finally have her teach him some cooking/baking lessons. Either way, he’d happily do any of the three if given the choice.

It wasn’t that he was alone. No, his Mom was with him; greeting some snooty people, celebrities, and whatnot. The problem was that he has to stand there and watch her do so. As people come up to his Mom and try to cozy up to her, to try to win her favors, to try to just... something!

And he doesn’t like it. Not one bit.

He scowls as a woman—she looked like an Italian harpy with how indecent her dress looked and how heavy her makeup was—with a bunch of other people on her back emerge from somewhere in the crowd and come up to his Mom’s face like a deranged peahen vying for attention. It disgusted him to his very core.

And what was even up with that hairstyle of hers? It looks like two—no—three bolognas were hanged on her head. Just sitting there, waiting to be snatched up and chopped into pieces. And oh, he really does want to chop it up and throw it into a pot of boiling water. Just looking at the Italian’s face made his blood boil.

Then, to make it worse, his Mom was looking uncomfortable. Those people were making his Mom uncomfortable...

Unforgivable.

He tries to march over to the Italian’s face but is stopped by his Mom’s hand, signaling him from her back and giving him a brief glance to stop him from attacking. And he was, he was this close to pulverizing the little shrew’s face! She's lucky his Mom was there to stop him because if not, he was sure she’d be lying dead on the tiled floor by now.

The harlot continues to strut like a demented turkey (honestly, he kind of felt bad using animals to describe her, it feels like an insult to every animal ever lived) as she tells his Mom some complete nonsense about knowing this and that.

Her sausage rolls hair continues to bounce as she bobs her head side to side, dangling like a piece of meat that’s urging him to throw it into a tiger’s den. And if his Mom weren’t there to stop him, he might just shave her head and do so if she keeps on trying to touch his Mom’s arm like that.

“Oh, you know!” the pretentious vixen flutters her false eyelashes furiously as if she has some eye disease. “I actually have a friend that works in the fashion industry! Maybe I can introduce you to him!” she smiles “sweetly” at his Mom. But he could recognize that smile anywhere, that smile that hides mischief and deviltry.

"Oh, you do?” his Mom smiles a bit crookedly, an uneasy look on her face

“Yes!” the brunette nods vehemently as if she’s trying to get her head popped off of her neck or something.

Damian lets out a scoff and crosses his arms. Seriously, if she so wanted to, he could just do it for her.

“You might know him as ‘M’? I’m sure you’ve heard of him before,” she starts again and taps her chin in faux wonder and an attempt to look cute. Honestly, it was disgusting.

His Mom sports a confused look and tilts her head to the side, “M?” she asks as her voice takes in a bewildered tone.

“Yes! You know, the owner of the brand MDC?”

Damian looks at the brunette with shock. MDC? But isn’t that his Mom’s company? He looks at the Italian’s face and scowls. What is this woman even talking about?

“So, you’re saying that you know this person?” his Mom’s face turning a bit darker and her voice harsh and stern. Though, the woman didn’t seem to notice it and continues.

“Yes! M and I are really close!” she smiles at his Mom, looking proud as though she thought she has just successfully baited his Mom.

He huffs out an annoyed sigh and rolls his eyes. Seriously, if she wanted to lie, the least she could do is make it seem believable.

“Actually,” the liar starts again. “It’s not really well known but we’re like this.” she shows his Mom her fingers crossed and smiles.

His Mom lets out an indignant sigh and pinches the bridge of her nose, “Look, Lila”—she looks at her from head to toe— “You should know by now that I don’t take too kindly to liars.” the word “liar” said more harshly, making the phony in front of her flinch. Yet she recovered quickly enough and masked it into a look of sadness to gain pity from the growing audience.

Before the brunette could even say anything, a bespectacled woman from the liar’s posse comes up to his Mom’s face and crosses her arms, looking cross and irritated. “You still haven't changed a bit, huh, Marinette?” she snarls.

Seriously, who are these people and why do they keep on badgering his Mom?

His Mom raises a slender eyebrow and crosses her arms. “I could say the same thing to you,” she retorts.

The ombre-haired woman scowls and balls her hands into fists (if she so ever decides to attack his Mom, she will learn today what it feels like to have a sword to her neck), “Why can’t you just be nice for once? Lila’s even willing to set you up with a famous designer! She's doing this for your own good, yet you don’t even appreciate her!”

“For your information, I never asked her to do all those things!” he hears the strain and exhaustion in his Mom’s voice as she practically yells at the woman.

“Exactly! At least she knows how to do nice stuff for her friends! Something you don’t know!”

“Oh, please! We're not even friends! You told me that yourself, remember? In front of the whole school, no less!” the brunette flinches and pales a bit but his Mom doesn’t pay it any mind and still continues. “So, don’t give me that BS about how I don’t do stuff for you! We both know that you’re only whining because you’re not able to leach off of me anymore!”

The crowd that had gathered around them—he wasn’t really sure when they had gathered, to be honest—burst into murmurs at his Mom’s outburst. Pointing and looking at the group against his Mom in disdain.

Some people in the group were holding the brunette down while the others are just standing there looking dismayed as his Mom glares at them and smoothens out imaginary wrinkles on her dress.

“You’re just jealous that we’re friends with Lila and not you,” the woman adds once more.

Honest to Kwami, if this wench don’t shut up, she won’t live to see another day anymore.

“I’m sorry,” his Mom says with feign sadness. “But I don’t associate myself with fakes and liars.” her voice cold as her bluebell eyes shoot a fiery glare at them.

“Lila is not a liar!” the bespectacled woman growls (Damian kind of got confused at that, why was she sounding like a rabid animal?).

“Then, what do you call what she did just now?”

Confused looks and whispers emerged from the Italian’s group at the question.

“What do you mean?” the brunette asks his Mom.

“I mean, she lied. Obviously,” his Mom answers in the most nonchalant voice he has ever heard.

“Excuse me!” the said Italian comes forward with a hand on her chest and a dubious look on her face. “I did not lie! I really am dating M!”

At her outburst, the crowd around them burst into whispers and bewildered looks.

‘They are right to be confused. This harlot is claiming to be dating the very person she’s talking to and she doesn’t even know.’ Damian shakes his head and looks at the group in contempt. ‘How presumptuous.’

He vaguely hears his Mom let out an amused scoff, “Do you really even know who this ‘M’ is?”

“Of course, I do!”

“Then, you should know that she is also participating in this Charity Ball, non?” his Mom’s lips slowly form a smirk at the paling face of the Italian.

More murmurs were heard as his Mom marches over to the brunette, her strides oozing with confidence as she leans over to her ear.

Damian couldn’t quite hear what his Mom said but judging by the pale, sick look on the harpy’s face, he knew that whatever it was, it terrified her.

‘Serves her right,’ he thought.

His Mom raises her hand and with an elegant wave of her fingers, three uniformed men with earpieces—security, maybe—appear on her sides.

“Please, take them away,” his Mom orders them and turns to leave the group, but not before a hand shoots out and grabs her arm.

“And who are you to order them that?!” the same processed meat-haired woman spat. “You’re just a no-good peasant! Daughter of bakers that aren’t even that good!”

Something inside Damian snaps. Oh, she did not just derogate his grandparents!

Before he even had the chance to stomp over to them, a resounding slap echoes around the ballroom.

“You can talk shit about me, walk all over me; but never, I repeat, never insult my family!” his Mom’s face, contorted into an infuriated expression, never looked so murderous before that it made him shudder.

The brown-haired woman reaches a shaking hand to her slowly reddening cheek and gulps loudly. She takes a hasty step back that Damian was willing to bet that she wasn’t even aware of herself.

“I-I’m only telling the truth!” she forces her posture straighter even as her whole body shook with fear.

Damian wasn’t sure anymore if this woman was just plain stupid to talk back to his Mom even with the hanging threat in the air, or if she’s just that bold. Either way, it was obvious that she won’t be making it out of this Ball unscathed.

“Oh, Lila. We both know that you’ve never uttered a single truth your whole life,” his Mom hisses out with a menacing lilt on her voice.

“T-That’s—!” the brunette couldn’t even finish her sentence as her eyes dart everywhere with a fear-stricken look on her face.

His Mom rolls her eyes and shakes her head, “Escort them out of here, they are disturbing my guests.”

The men nodded and one of the three led the group while the two held onto the two brunettes that were openly glaring at his Mom.

“You can’t do this!” the Italian—or Lila, as he heard from his Mom—thrashes against the male’s grip. “I am friends with the host of this Charity Ball! You can’t throw me out!”

His Mom scowls at them and clicks her tongue, “Well, you just insulted said host so I don’t really think we’re friends.”

Lila just stares at his Mom in disbelief and proceeds to shriek and flail. Trying to grab at her and punch blindly as her annoyingly high-pitched voice get impossibly higher while security leads her and her shocked posse outside.

“I apologize for all of the ruckus they have caused. Please, continue with what you were all previously doing.” his Mom waves her hand and smiles at everyone.

As the chatter slowly comes back, his Mom rushes over to him with a worried look on her face, “Sorry I left you alone, Damian.”

“It’s all right. I figured that handling unruly guests was more important than entertaining me, anyway,” he answers her as he looks over to the closing door that the mass of adults just exited in.

To be honest, Damian was kind of grateful that she didn’t let him get near the group. He knew that if he did, he might make more of a fuss than what the Italian and her posse did.

“Yeah, they were my—um, acquaintances when I was still in school,” she stutters as her face twist into a grimace. “We didn’t exactly part in good ways.”

Damian lets out a hum as they both continue to look at the now closed exit, “I take it, they should expect a three-inch thick envelope of lawsuits coming their way?” he looks over to his Mom with a small raise of the corner of his mouth.

His Mom's usually kind bluebell eyes turn into that of mischief accompanied by a small smirk of her own as she rests her hand on his back and guides him to a table of refreshments, “You know it.”

Damian lets out an almost silent chuckle as a thought forms in his mind while they walk to a table of sweets.

If he, however, so conveniently crosses paths with those people once again, they better be ready because having an al Ghul now turned Dupain-Cheng and former assassin as an enemy is not a good thing to put in their resume.

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BONUS:

Dick: *comes bursting into the room* Little D!

Damian: *not looking up from sharpening his Katana* I’m in the middle of something, Grayson. This better be good.

Tim: Chill! We just heard from Bruce about what happened at the Charity Ball!

Jason: *with his Red Hood suit on* Yeah, and we’re just here to tell you that the car’s ready and there’s a bunch of weapons in the trunk. SO, LET’S GO KILL SOME BITCH!

Damian: *smirking* I knew I liked you for a reason, Todd.

Jason: Aw, you like me Demon Spawn?

Dick: I thought I was your favorite brother? D:

Damian: Way to ruin the moment...

Maribat Master List | First

Okay, so I know you have questions and okay here:

Marinette’s alias for the fashion industry is M and her brand is called MDC. As in, M: Design and Clothing so she’s not known as MDC but as M. And I think that’s what I’m going to use for all of my fics honestly haha

I called it a Charity Ball instead of a Gala because... I want to? This is my fic? Y’all can’t judge me?? (jk I ain’t mad XD)

Marinette’s the host of this Ball and not the Wayne’s, tho they are invited because familyyyy and like Burce is the only one who came because I dunno I didn’t really think this through hahaha

I don’t even know how the class got into the Ball tbh... just... I’ll leave that to your imaginationnnn

Oh, btw... which format for the bonuses do you prefer? The one I used for like my last Daminette oneshot? or this one?

EDIT:

Oh my gosh, I forgot the tag list! The freaking tag list! Gosh darnit, I'm so sorry!!! Please, don't be mad (╥﹏╥)

@joejoejodee

@k-poplunardreams

@abrx2002

@thornalchemist23

@fsketchart

@happygamerfriendo

@vixen-uchiha

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March Posting Schedule

Hey, guys!

Here is an approximate scheme of my publications for March for Tumblr (+ incorrect quotes), Archive (+Incorrect Quotes Monthly Collections for February), and Patreon (Early Excess + Exclusive Materials starting from Mar 31rd)

In March we continue follow through Felinette Akuma Progect fics on Mondays - mostly Parallel Love with Canon Marinette and Felix trapped in PV Universe, and get two one-shots Our Future (time-travel akuma) and Important Things (body-swap akuma).

We also continue to explore Sexting Time Felinette AU (with adult content) on Thursdays, followed by it's sequel Time for More that will be for now only available on my Patreon.

We are starting a new Daminette story called In The Wrong Bed? on Fridays -with a lot of fun and confused teenagers in it...)

As well as new Felinette multi-chapter fic called In My Dreams. on Saturdays - with Felix a little lost between Marinette from his real life that is quarrelling with him all the time and Marinette from his dreams that is being nice to him, way too nice...

I've also outlined some new chapters for Felinette Life Lessons Project that I'll share with you as soon as they are ready.

And as always I will delight you with Incorrect Quotes and now also Memes and Mini-Comics every day on Tumblr, Instagram, Telegram. Or you can find them a week earlier with a complete collection on my Patreon.

Don't forget to follow me on the media you prefer and see you in the comments!

Love you!

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Gotham’s Salty WIP: Chapter I

RATING: T (Teen for cursing and stuff, this may change)

SUMMARY:

Basically, the typical Daminette with a bit of lime and spice. Borderline crack fic bc i cant without humor.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng goes to Gotham whilst carrying three years worth of emotional baggage, what she does with it, we don't know. Does she lug it around? Probably. Does she kick it off a skyscraper? Not probable, but maybe. Does she use it to drop kick an unsuspecting liar. Most definitely. ~~~> EDITED BY OLLIETHETURTLE ON AO3

Transferred from AO3.

Lemme know if ya wanna be tagged

OK. Umm.. First fic on AO3. K. We doin this, and we starting with this god awful piece of trash. Yes. Life. Fuck.

Things ur signing up for:

Big boi Mari & Chloe Friendship Good Vibes TM

My ass shitting on Adrien bc im a salty bitch (and if u aint about that life, its ok. U can leave bc im not interested in fighting with people. No offence or disrespect to adrien stans but yea)

And Adrien stalker moments

Lila and Alya salt (plz see “im a salty bitch”)

Shitty update schedule, if any. I’m counting on yall to harass me to write.

Marinette & Jason “sibling-esque” relationship bc we all need that

An obscene amount of cursing (as you can already tell)

The class will not be “Our singular communal brain-cell is fucking dead, help.” levels of dumb, but still “I have the IQ of a wet potato sack” levels of dumb.

Eventual negation of canon bc we live that life

“Espresso with a dash of Depresso” Moments TM

I'm originally an MLB fan. So do what you will with that info.

The good old “Ozmav AU” but with some lime and spice

As slow burn as I can

Mental Health stuff and the repercussions of having multiple identities treated completely differently

And the crown jewel of this entire fic… Auntie Harley and Ivy.

And….. sorry…. Ppl will kinda be OOC but im trying my very best.

Tbh I have no idea where this going rn but... i mean… it going somewhere (specifically hell) because everything does. Leave ideas plz, don’t kill me. Just bully me.

So yea. Lemme know what u want and if I want to, I might just squeeze it into the fic (if it fit ofc, im not just gonna add random 50 year time-lapses). I'll try my best ;)))) (<-- my quadruple chin)

Chloe’s head hangs heavy on Mari’s shoulder as the pressurised air surrounding them vibrates with the sounds… of well… a plane. Chloe had a tough couple weeks; late night combat practises with the new team (LB, Hornet, Viperion and Ryuuko) has obviously taken a toll on her partner. Both wrapped in a thick velvet blanket that Chloe remembered to pack (thank kwami) sharing a pair of headphones, both were lulled into a peaceful slumber.

Alya laughs as Lila tips her small glass of diet coke (that a flight attendant painstakingly poured for her) on a sleeping Marinette’s side of Chloe’s blanket, effectively waking her up. “Oopsies! Sorry Marinette! You see, the cabin air has really been worsening my arthritis. I didn’t mean it! I swear! Cross my heart!” apologized Lila with fake concern as Alya giggles beside her.

Marinette, literally seeing Lila’s crossed figures behind her back says “At least Chloe is still sleeping, she needs the rest.” Alya, Lila and her empty cup saunter beck to their seats nearby.

Mari and her class finally land in Gotham’s cold December night. Freshly hushed into a private shuttle, the class are driven to their hotel. It is late: around 3:30 AM. With heavy eyelids the class gazed out the bus’s windows in awe. The merging view of traffic and Christmas lights chase them to their residence. No one really remembers or knows what happened that night. Just the feeling of falling, be it into a white fluffy hotel comforter or into the crisp Gotham air.

“Oh! My! Gosh!!!” hears Marinette as Lila on the bus to Wayne Enterprise. “I feel so. At. Home!” In Marinette’s tired ears, there were more exclamation marks.

“Of course… The only thing that can inhabit Gotham alleyways are cockroaches and villains,” Chloe grumbles beneath her breath, looking out the window.

“What have I ever done to you Chloe?” Lila cries, “I understand why Marinette bullies me, she is a jealous and vile girl. But I thought you, Chloe, want to be a better person, not a bully like that bitch, Marinette!”

“How dare you. How dare you. HOW DARE YOU!” Chloe yells as the recent words loop in her mind,

“Not gonna call your daddy, huh?” Alya taunts.

Chloe, with tears in her eyes begins, but is quickly interrupted by Marinette, “No she will not. She doesn’t need to. Chloe grew a lot over the last couple months, I’m so proud of her. She doesn’t need your bitch-ass approval.” Marinette grasps Chloe’s hand which previously wrapped itself around the fabric of Chloe’s heavy caramel winter coat.

“Quiet on the bus!”, A yell came from the front.

“But, Mr. Bus Driver… Marinette is being a…”

“Shut it! Y’all want me to kamikaze this shit into a building? I’m guessing y’all value your lives so shut it!”

“Ms.Guardian, can I please have a cookie?” Pollen softly asks from the inside of Chloe’s giant white faux leather handbag.

“Shh… Pollen! Now’s not the time!!!” stresses Tikki.

“Please Ms. Guardian!!! I’m so so so hungry. This bag isn’t very warm and it’s taking all my energy to keep warm. A lil blubber wouldn’t hurt…. please!!”.

“Of course Pollen,” quietly respond Mari with a grin, “Here you go.” She pulls out a couple cookies from a Tupperware and hands them to Pollen. “Please share them with Tikki,” whispers Marinette into the bag.

Marinette and Chloe then hears two tiny “thank you”s followed by the sound that can only be described increasingly aggressive chomping. Both girls giggle quietly.

“Welcome to Gotham,” says an unenthusiastic man at the front desk. “Congratulations, you are…” He checks his computer. “On time? Interesting.”

“Yes, we are aware,” grumbles Mrs. Bustier, already done with the man’s attitude.

“Okay so before the tour starts I’m doing to need the student who set-up this field trip to sign a couple forms and stuff. Here ya go.” The man pushed a thicc pile of paper into the teachers hand.

“Oooh! That would be me sir!” Lila chirped, intercepting the papers before skipping back to her posse of her’s. A few seconds after beginning to fill out paperwork Lila cries “Ouch! My wrist! My arthritis! Can someone help me filling out all these form.”

“I’ll fill them out, I’m only going to need your signatures,” offered Max.

“Thank you Max, you are so sweet!” Lila complements.

“Of course, your arthritis was badly affected by the altitude yesterday, you shouldn’t be staining your wrist so early!” Max blushed.

“Maribug, you gonna to say something?”

“Nah, just watch. Entertainment without a Netflix membership.”

#dcu x mlb #dc x miraculous #daminette #maribat #marinette deserves better #chloe redemption #ozmav #ml salt #adrien salt #alya salt #lila salt #chloe sugar #we love chloe in this house #aunty harley and ivy of ya'll stick around #cross-posted on ao3 #miraculous salt

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Maribat March 2021

A couple people have asked me if I’d be willing to make the Maribat March Calendar a little early this year, and, since I’m super excited to see what you all come up with, here it is!

Rules under cut

Maribat March is a month long event dedicated toward the crossover between Miraculous Ladybug and Dc Comics.

This event is open toward works both Gen and Romantic, NSFW and SFW, under a ship and let ship, different strokes for different folks policy. All you need to do, is create a work that merges both ML and DC together and you’re golden.

Slash and poly ships are more than welcome! The rarer the pair the better!

Just like any event I help out with, Dc tags and salt are both allowed and completely up to you to include or not.

You can participate in as many or as few prompts as you would like, in whatever order you want! The point is to have fun, don’t stress!

You have free reign to create anything! Fics, art, edits, headcanons, amvs, podfics, whatever your heart desires. You can even collab if you want to.

Once again I will moderating a collection on Ao3! Collections are a great way to showcase your work and make them more visible. You’re free to submit your works to Maribat March (Maribat_March)

When submitting your works please include in your summary:

For Maribat March day___ theme___

*This is so I’m able to organize everything all nice and pretty, and so your work doesn’t get buried! If you attempt to submit to the collection without the tag line, you will be asked to reformat.

Our tag for this year is #Maribatmarch2021, please tag the blog @maribatmarch-2k21

If you have any questions please don’t hesitate to ask!.

#maribat #daminette #timari #jasonette #Maribat events #maribatmarch2021 #ml x dc #maridami #miraculous ladybug #dcu #CrossOver #fandom event

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Rebirth of the Waynes is finally out!

#dp x ml x dc #dp x dc crossover #dc batfam #dp x dc #dcu #dc universe #danny fenton #danny phantom #marinette dupain cheng #miraculous ladybug #damian wayne #batfam #batfamily #ao3fic #ao3 fanfic #ao3 link

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Ml x dc

Maribat: she’s still ladybug but something happens and they let mari use green lanterns ring!!!!

I mean come on, it’s what she’s does but could be so freaking cool! 😂

She’s creative AF and without limitations to a single object don’t ya think she’d be OP??

#letMariuseGreenLanternsRing

Edit: someone should totally write this!❤️

#miraculous ladybug #the miraculous tales of ladybug and chat noir #ml x DC #maribat #let mari use green lanterns ring #she creative AF #DC #DCU #ML #MLB #Ladybug #marinette dupain-cheng

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I’m Doing Gabriel’s Pokémon Profile Differently

Because Tumblr keeps eating any of the Pokemon I try to add. Me thinks that Tumblr thinks the Shitlord has too many fucking pokemon (it may be right but he seems to have fuck you money from everytime JK Rowling recons/tries to get woke points/does something stupid/shows her ass) So here’s how’ll it go.

He has every type but Fairy (grouping of 3 per post)

No one knows what his first pokemon is/was and he’s an asshole like that

I will be post the pokemon post first, linking them in his Pokemon AU Profile, and linking that to the Masterlist

Yes my family finds joy in this entire BS filled situation (Tumblr’s Rejecting Him)

YOU GET TO CHOOSE THE TYPES/GROUPS

#maribat #dcu x mlb #mlb x dc #ml x dc #Pokemon AU #I need more Mountain Dew #and coffee #gabriel agreste #I know you're an ass but come on #Let me get this fucking done #the drafts been on here for months #and before the virus #send help #thank god for Pottermon

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flightfoot · 3 years

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Reading your reblog about m@r1b@t and the mention of Selina remind me of this DCU X ML fic that I once read and it's good too! It just Selina visiting Paris to get something from the Louvre and Ladybug and Chat Noir tried to stop her. It hasn't been updated for long and I totally forget it exist if it weren't for your reblog. So, thank you for the indirect reminder. XD

Btw, it's this fic :

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11872563/1/

Oh it was published before Chameleon, that explains why it isn’t a salt haven.

#ask

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Tracking all the new MLS kits debuting in 2019

The new MLS season starts on March 2, so here’s the lowdown on the new primary and secondary uniforms you’ll be seeing this season.

A new MLS season is on the horizon, which means we have a whole bunch of new threads to check out and weigh in on.

Over the past few weeks, clubs have given us sneak peaks and drops on the new kits and uniforms they’ll be wearing this season.

Here’s a rundown of all the new kits you’ll see this year, and where you can find them online. We’ll update this post as more teams announce and release their new uniforms leading up to kickoff on March 2.

Atlanta United: New primary kit

The defending MLS Cup champs are getting a new primary kit with a tweaked design that features thinner stripes down the jersey, and a jock tag that’s a gold representation of Georgia.

Fanatics

Atlanta United FC 2019 Replica Custom Jersey for $114.99

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Atlanta United Women’s 2019 Replica Custom Jersey for $104.99

DICK’S Sporting Goods

Atlanta United 2019 Primary Authentic Jersey for $120

DICK’S Sporting Goods

Atlanta United 2019 Replica Primary Jersey for $85

FC Cincinnati: Inaugural MLS kits

A welcome to the MLS also means new primary and secondary kits to start 2019. The FC Cincinnati primary jersey features blue and orange stripes, while the secondary kit is an all-white look with the team patch on the chest.

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FC Cincinnati adidas 2019 Primary Replica Custom Jersey for $114.99

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FC Cincinnati Women’s 2019 Primary Replica Custom Jersey for $104.99

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FC Cincinnati 2019 Secondary Replica Custom Jersey for $114.99

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FC Cincinnati Women’s 2019 Secondary Replica Jersey for $74.99

Chicago Fire: New primary and secondary kits

By teaming up with a new jersey partner, Motorola, the Fire will also debut new primary and secondary kits for the 2019 season. The new kits will go on sale March 1.

Taking the new kits for a quick walk on @TheMagMile #cf97 x @MotorolaUS pic.twitter.com/GkRgznRszk

— Chicago Fire (@ChicagoFire) January 23, 2019

Colorado Rapids: New secondary kit

The “Black Diamond” secondary kit is an another all-white kit. With adidas’ emphasis on creating “community kits” with the secondary jerseys, “Black Diamond” is a reference to Colorado ski culture.

MLSStore.com

Colorado Rapids 2019 Black Diamond Replica Custom Jersey for $114.99

MLSStore.com

Kellyn Acosta 2019 Black Diamond Replica Player Jersey for $114.99

Columbus Crew: New primary kit

The Crew’s new primary uniform, “The 2019 Gold Kit,” is a fresh take on their traditional black and gold look. The new uniform features a white and black V-neck collar along with the team’s shield on the chest, which is an ode to the Crew’s inaugural season in 1996.

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Columbus Crew 2019 Primary Authentic Jersey for $119.99

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FC Dallas: New secondary kit

The new secondary kit is called the “Reunion Jersey,” which features diagonal striping and pays tribute to Lamar Hunt with his initials on the left sleeve patch.

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FC Dallas 2019 Secondary Authentic Jersey for $119.99

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FC Dallas 2019 Secondary Replica Jersey for $84.99

D.C. United: New secondary kit

On Thursday, the team announced that they’ll be introducing a new secondary kit with a, “white-and-silver look with a streamlined, minimalist vibe.” Our friends Black and Red United, along with the rest of Twitter, were not particularly fond of the new kit.

Clean. Classic. Your 2019 secondary kit presented by @LeidosInc #DCU pic.twitter.com/2YnChPle6s

— D.C. United (@dcunited) February 21, 2019

Houston Dynamo: New primary kit

Dubbed “The Energy Kit,” the Dynamo’s new primary kit remains bright orange like previous uniforms, but features a new jersey-front partner. Like previous kits, the jock tag features the Texas flag and two MLS Cup championship stars above the crest.

Your city. Your club. Your shirt.@MDAndersonNews | #ForeverOrange ️ @Hincha_FC

— Houston Dynamo (@HoustonDynamo) February 21, 2019

LA Galaxy: New secondary kit

The Galaxy’s new secondary uniform, called “The Navy Kit,” features vertical stripes down the shirt and a jock tag on the bottom that reads, “This is LA.” The stars above the team crest also represent the five MLS Cups the franchise has won.

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Zlatan Ibrahimovic LA Galaxy 2019 Secondary Authentic Player Jersey for $149.99

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LA Galaxy Women’s 2019 Secondary Replica Custom Jersey for $104.99

Minnesota United: New secondary kit

The United will debut a new secondary white kit called the “Drift” jersey, which is an ode to the hella cold Minnesota weather.

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Minnesota United FC 2019 Drift Authentic Jersey for $119.99

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Minnesota United FC adidas 2019 Drift Replica Jersey for $84.99

Montreal Impact: New primary kit

The Impact will debut a new primary kit in 2019, and the threads will feature the team’s customary blue and black vertical stripes. However, as the shirt goes down, the stripes fade away into an all-black look. The bottom left side of the kit also features the North Star bell, which is rung at Stade Saputo after the Impact score a goal.

MontrealImpactStore.com

Montreal Impact 2019 Primary Authentic Custom Jersey for $136

MontrealImpactStore.com

Ignacio Piatti 2019 Primary Authentic Player Jersey for $136

New England Revolution: New secondary kit

The Revolution’s new secondary jersey is dubbed, “The Colonial,” and is inspired by the uniforms generals wore during the Revolutionary War.

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New England Revolution 2019 Colonial Replica Custom Jersey for $114.99

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New England Revolution adidas Women’s 2019 Colonial Replica Jersey for $74.99

New York City FC: New primary kit

NYCFC gets a new primary kit for 2019, inspired by its hometown. The vertical stripes across the kit are an ode to the New York City flag, while a pigeon mosaic on the jock tag is a nod to the unofficial bird of the city.

MLSStore.com

New York City FC 2019 Primary Replica Custom Jersey for $119.99

MLSStore.com

New York City FC 2019 Primary Replica Jersey for $64.99

New York Red Bulls: New secondary kit

The Red Bulls will sport a new secondary jersey called “The Glitch Kit.”

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New York Red Bulls 2019 Primary “Glitch Kit” Authentic Custom Jersey for $149.99

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Orlando City SC: New primary kit

Orlando is getting a new primary kit with the slogan #BringTheNoise.

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Orlando City SC 2019 Primary Replica Custom Jersey for $114.99

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Orlando City SC Women’s 2019 Primary Replica Custom Jersey for $104.99

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Orlando City SC Youth 2019 Primary Replica Custom Jersey for $94.99

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Philadelphia Union: New secondary kit

Like many other clubs, the Union’s new secondary jersey — dubbed the “Inspired Kit” — is mostly all white with tints of light blue across the chest. As part of the club’s 10th anniversary, the new secondary uniform features the first-ever MLS customizable back tags.

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Portland Timbers: New primary kit

For 2019, the Timbers debut a new primary kit that’s a fresh take on their traditional green and gold looks. Named the “Ponderosa Green and Green Night hoops,” the new uniform features alternating green horizontal stripes on the front with white trim on the sleeves and collar.

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Real Salt Lake: New secondary kit

Real’s new secondary kit is mostly all white, but features a “digital” glitch look that adds the team’s red colors on the uniform. The back of the jersey has the club’s “And One” motto on the neck.

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San Jose Earthquakes: New primary kit

The Earthquakes’ new primary kit has the same black and blue colors as the base, but features a new design with blue across the chest and black block below that. The jock tag features “SJ | 74,” which is an ode to the team’s founding in 1974.

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Sporting Kansas City: New primary kit

The new primary kit features diagonal gray stripes and a dark indigo color across the jersey.

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Toronto FC: New primary kit

For the new season, Toronto FC will rock a new primary kit that features the team’s trademark red along with a button underneath the collar. On the sleeve, the jock tag will feature a maple leaf with the CN Tower in front of it.

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Vancouver Whitecaps: New primary kit

Dubbed the “2019 Hoop Jersey,” Vancouver’s new primary kit is inspired by the uniform worn by the NASL’s Whitecaps during their 1979 Soccer Bowl championship season.

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With the season right around the corner, we’ll continue to track new kits and uniforms as they drop online and in stores.

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