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nobodyfamousposts · 12 days

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How would Littlebug react to characters like Doofenshmirtz? Or Jack Fenton?

(In Doofenschmirtz's living room...)

(Doofenschmirtz and Littlebug are having tea.)

Doofenschmirtz: …all that to say, I am kind of off the market for an arch nemesis, though I do appreciate the offer! But I promised Perry the Platypus that I wouldn't take on another arch nemesis and then I promised my daughter, Vanessa, that I would stop my acts of villainy after she made me see that it wasn't actually healthy or what I really wanted in life. And now I'm helping out at OWCA, supporting my daughter, and sharing my non-evil inventions meant to help the world instead of trying to settle petty grudges. So I am sorry, but I hope we can still be occasional rivals or maybe allies?

Littlebug: (Confused)

Littlebug: (Looks down at List)

Littlebug: (Looks up at Doofenschmirtz and points to name on the List)

Doofenschmirtz: (Looks at the name) Oh! I see where the mixup is! I'm Dr. Doofenschmirtz! Mr. Doofenschmirtz is actually my father!

Littlebug: (Tilts head)

Doofenschmirtz: Well you see, a lot of my villainy has been related to my backstory…backstories. You see, back when I was…

(15 Minutes later.)

Doofenschmirtz: (Still going)

Littlebug: (Eye twitching)

Doofenschmirtz: And then there was the time I was shamed for not jumping off the high diving board and—wait, where are you going?

Littlebug: (Leaves)

Doofenschmirtz: Okay! Well feel free to drop by again sometime! What a strange girl.

(Suddenly, Perry the Platypus bursts in.)

Doofenschmirtz: Perry the Platypus! I'm not evil anymore! What are you doing coming in through my window?

Perry: (Chitters and pulls up a screen showing Littlebug)

Doffenschmirtz: Oh, the little living doll thing. Yes, she just left.

Perry: (Looks around warily and chitters)

Doof: What? No! She was perfectly nice!

Perry: (Gestures to Doof)

Doof: Oh, it turned out she actually wasn't looking for me, she was looking for my father.

Perry: (Worried)

Doof: What? What harm could she do?

TV Announcer: This just in! An attack in Gimmelshtump as an elderly citizen is being dangled from a rope off the condemned diving board at the old community pool.

Doof: (Eyes widen) …oh.

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(In another universe, in the Fenton household...)

Jack: (Going to the kitchen when he sees a piece of fudge on the floor) Floor fudge!

(As he picks up the fudge, he notices another piece on the floor and proceeds to pick that up as well.)

(Then he notices another piece.)

(And another.)

(He follows the trail of fudge all the way into the basement and leading to the Fenton Stockades.)

Jack: And that's the last piece! (Picks up the piece inside the Fenton Stockades)

(The door slams shut on him, trapping him in the Fenton Stockades.)

Jack: HEY! Who's there?! Let me out!

Littlebug: (Nods resolutely and marks Jack Fenton's name off The List and starts to leave the Lab)

Voice: Ahem?

Littlebug: (Turns)

(Danny is standing there.)

Danny: You're not another ghost sent by Vlad to kill my dad, are you?

Littlebug: (Shakes her head and shows him her Bad Dad List)

Danny: Why is my dad on this list?!

Littlebug: (Gestures to the Fenton Stockades with a flat look)

Danny: Okay, I know that looks bad. But he's a good dad, really!

Littlebug: (Frown)

Danny: Look, I know he's fought me, but that's only because he doesn't know I'm half-ghost. And the times he found out, he was pretty supportive. I mean, there were situations going on at the time, so we didn't really get to talk it out, but he still seemed to care about me. Even in an alternate reality where I accidentally erased my existence.

Littlebug: (Uncertain)

Danny: If you want to look for bad dads, you should see Vlad Masters. He keeps wanting to kill my dad, marry my mom, and make me his son like some sort of twisted setup of Hamlet.

Littlebug: (Eyes widen)

Danny: So yeah, there are already enough plots against my dad, so I'd really appreciate if you—wait, where are you going?

Littlebug: (Holds up The List, now with Jack Fenton scribbled out and "Vlad Masters" written in on it)

Danny: ....you know what? Have fun.

(They leave.)

...

Jack: Hello? Anyone?

#ml crack #ml crossover #multi crossover #littlebug #dolls au #bad dad hunt #no one is safe #though she does at least recognize levels of badness #and certain persons take priority #yes Jack gets out eventually

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zoe-oneesama · 2 years

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Mew Mew Style, Mew Mew Grace, Mew Mew Power in Your Face!

It took a while but we finally have a full roster, after the first and second wave of heroes!

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ive-tumbled-down-a-rabbit-hole · 10 months

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Metal Glueing

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"...." - English

"[....]" - French

"/…./" - Italian

"{....}" - Cantonese

……………

The soft vanilla scent reached Roy's nose before he heard her. The top floral scents and earthier undertones filled the workshop contrasting sharply with the smells of oil, sweat and metal drawing his attention away from the bike engine before him he had been working on.

Quiet, barely heard flips of soft shoes colliding with the concrete workshop floor soon followed by sharp clicks of dress shoes made their way around the work space. Harsh whispers could be made out over the sounds blasting from the radio that stood by the tool cabinet.

Roy glanced over to Jason who sent him a raised eyebrow back, he too clearly was not expecting any visitors either. Rising from where he was working, Roy edged towards where the strangers were coming from with a spanner in hand. Just in case. He may be a hero, but this was still Gotham. Jason shifted so had a clear view of the couple, gun rest within a seconds reach if required.

Spinning the spanner like he often did with arrows, Roy almost dropped it as a tiny flurry of pink finally appeared followed sedately by a tall disinterested blonde. Her sapphire eyes sparkled in the fluorescent lights but held glints of a hidden fire. Peach lips pursed before pulling into a tight forced smile.

"[Hello] Hi, ummm I've heard you do metal…" the woman gestured with her hands colliding with each other… "glueing."

Roy frowned in confusion, "Metal… glueing?"

She twisted before speaking in rapid French to her companion, her arms waving around gesturing while the impeccable blonde watched on indifferently.

"[Fe, I need English word. You know, for the fffvvvvghk sound thing. Welding!! It's] /Welding/ [in Italian and] {Welding} [in Cantonese. You grew up in England. What's welding!!]"

Pivoting, seemingly unable to stay still for long, displacing her perfume through the air, the woman's attention focused sharply on Roy.

"[Yes!] Metal glue. Sticking metal together with sparks. To make a box."

The exasperated sigh that escaped the blonde, Fe if heard correctly, startled Roy as the man pinched his nose in a very Bruce and Oliver. Given the high end designer gear he wore, Roy would not be surprised if the aloof nature of the man was because he was of 'high society' and being dragged to the dingey workshop that Jason and he used by the petite energy ball was something he'd happily turn his nose at.

"What my Duchess means is welding. She's heard that you guys weld and have good reviews as a workshop with reasonable rates and wants you to weld her a box."

Blinking in slight surprise, Roy watched at the enthusiastic nodding while the woman beamed up at Roy like he would solve all her problems.

"Ummm, why?"

Suddenly the cute, sweet, almost puppy-like expression whipped off her face and was replaced by a dragon as she snarled. The petite woman dressed in soft grey and pinks growled deeply whilst 'Fe' rolled his eyes just humouring the now fuming dark head 'Duchess'.

Roy was confused as to why, now known two aristocrats, were here, unless the blonde was security, and having such strong emotions. Placing the spanner down Roy leant against the workbench to study the pair. Unexpectedly the Duchess hissed at his question before responding through gritted teeth almost glaring laser beams into Roy.

"My douche baguette, unrisen loaf of a fiancé, decided to cheat on me. In OUR home!!! But, gracefully, I didn't not turn him into a kebab with… with knitting needles!! And ended things… nicely."

The blonde snorted and the Duchess narrowed her eyes at him. Impassively he shrugged at her with a small smirk, before tilting his head back to Roy.

"We've separated. Ended. Kaput. Done! I pawned the hideous eye sore of a ring… but…. He kind of… maybe sort of… wants it back. Could you pleeeeease weld(?) me a small box so I can put a euro in it and send it back to him. Especially as he unreasonable refuses to collect the knock off jewellery."

"A euro? Won't he just cut the box open and see what you've done?"

"Ha!!! He can't use a drill… a screw driver. Or even a kettle. I'm safe. Incompetent crumb minded fool. He'd be too lazy to think of that until it's forever too late."

Pirouetting yet again Cantonese flew out her mouth with vigour as she wandered about the work space. Roy glanced over at Jason who had taken interest but was currently frowning. The frown was not in his 'I'm going to kill you' or 'Kill me now' way but in his 'I'm concerned and going to protect you and most likely stuff food down your throat aggressively' way. 'Fe' grabbed Duchess's shoulders as she stormed past and stared deeply into her burning fire eyes.

"Nope. Marinette none of that."

"But Felix," he flicked her forehead at her protest, "hey!! Owww!!!"

She rubbed her head scowling at the man who may have been her security, but the flick suggested more familiarity.

"YOU are not at fault. His jealousy was unbecoming. I can't say that you are perfect. Decidedly not so with your time keeping in fact, BUT that's beside the point. It is his fault for being unfaithful, not yours. Duchess, I love you despite the wrong anatomy, get it into your thick skull, you.did.nothing.wrong."

A tired sigh escaped his mouth now as he looked at two towering men in the room.

"Excuse my friend. She seems to believe mechanics can weld her a tiny metal box and has not considered going to a welding company."

"There are welding companies?!"

"Yes Marinette!"

"Oh… oh well, thank you for your time. I'll find the right place now. [Goodbye!]"

"Wait! Hang on!!"

Roy stumbled slightly as he made his way closer to the eccentric duo, but not a couple if he was reading between the lines correctly. He waited until the pair's attention was back on him.

"We can weld. I, err, I'm happy to weld a revenge box for you. When did you need it?"

The excited squeal and cheek kiss caught Roy by surprise. He slowly touched his face where the soft lips touched as Marinette proceeded to do what could only be described as a 'happy dance' around the workshop smiling like the sun. Watching her friend who was back into the charade of apathy and disdain, Roy shook his head in soft amusement as he caught Jason eyeing the fair haired man with curiosity.

Despite their somewhat poor experience with the upper class and aristocracy, the pair before him seemed not to meet his expectations. The aura they gave off was more akin to Tim. That they know what was expected of them, and remembered most of the time but the mask slipped when comfortable and not paying attention to the audience. Or at least that was what Felix was portraying.

Marinette.

Well … she wasn't acting like she was better than probably everyone in the room. To be frank, Roy hadn't pegged her as a Duchess when she came in, so maybe she spent a lot of time avoiding the upper crust.

She also wasn't Tim's type of strange. A child left to bring up themselves and decided to choose heros, specifically Bats to role model against.

She emoted. Well maybe that was it. She emoted like Jason, wearing her heart on her sleeve, reacting to the bruises it receives with anger but still refusing to hide it from the world. Unlike Jason, Roy could see that despite the hurt thrown her way she wasn't clinging onto it and letting it fester. There wasn't an obvious mask to her emotions to turn them onto a performance accompanied by a war with words.

Ok her revenge was petty and potentially cruel, but there was no direct violence that he could tell. Hell, Roy bought into it completely. Being unfaithful deserved more than a box and a coin in his eyes, but the Duchess wanted to tackle it with pranks and not violence, Roy couldn't really argue. He supposed it stopped her being seen in a negative light if the press found out.

Leaving Jason to watch the couple, Roy moved to his work bench and grabbed a scrap of paper and turned his cap backwards so he could focus on designing a small box with dimensions that would allow the illusion of a rattling ring. Focusing on the diagram and trying to recall what pieces of waste metal was stored about the place, Roy drowned out the soft lilt of Duchess Marinette's voice, Jason's low drawl and the almost nasally sharp cuts of Felix.

Ignoring the rest of the world, Roy got quickly to work cutting and welding a small box until it just needed the coin to be shut in. Looking up from his work Roy was yet again taken off guard. Where Jason had been working, Marinette had taken off her dove grey jacket and was tinkering with Jason's bike. Jason has let someone touch his baby! Off to the side, Jason was deep in discussion with Felix. Roy was bemused, this… this was unexpected and he did not know what to make of it.

Coughing to draw attention to himself, Roy looked awkwardly at the comfortable trio. Running a hand through his hair, knocking the cap off only to fumble catching it.

"The box is nearly done, I just need a coin…"

"Oh! That was quick!! Ummm, [hang on, kwami where did I put it-]" Marinette fumbled with her jacket, "Ah-haa! Here!"

Moving towards Roy, Marinette missed seeing the toolbox that sat next to the bike he had been working on. Tripping, her eyes blew wide in surprise and arms windmilled as she tried to catch herself. Moving on impulse, Roy leaped forward and caught the woman before her face planted on the floor.

A choked laugh and a snort followed with a mutter 'clutz' could be heard behind the embraced pair. Roy elected to overlook Jason's and Felix's peanut gallery comments in favour of watching a rosey blush spread across the woman in his arm's face. The rouge made her azure eyes pop out more, shimmering in the dingy workshop. His eyes darted to where her tongue licked her coral lips as she sighed.

"Thank you, Monsieur, for… err… saving me. Ummm, I found the coin."

Dragging his attention away from her lips, Roy reluctantly helped Marinette find her feet. It was sheer will power that he let her leave his embrace to take the coin and seal it in the small metal box.

"I'll just finish these off… and make sure there are no sharp edges."

"Shame. Would be nice to have him cut by the thing he desires."

"Ha, yeah, well, I don't think postal workers would approve of it."

"Hmmm, true. I err, thanks. Ummm I'll let you finish and I just…"

Roy smirked as Marinette pointed towards the bike and sheepishly headed back in that direction paying attention to her steps. Shaking his head in fond amusement, Roy returned to finishing off the box.

It didn't take too long to finish welding and file off the sharp edges. Roy, content with his work, made his way back to the trio he had been ignoring. Jason and Felix seemed to be in a deep debate about Austen and Dickens much to Roy's amusement, while Marinette had grease swept upon her face where she had clearly tried to push her fringe out the way and her tongue poking out in cute concentration as she tinkered away on Jason's bike. Deciding not to be drawn into yet another literacy debate, he rattled the now sealed box gaining the attention of everyone and dropped into a mock bow.

"Sorted. Ready and waiting for you, your grace."

Felix raised a curious eyebrow at Roy's semi theatrics. Roy personally felt it was unnecessary as he was nowhere near as dramatic as his theatre nerd of a friend. Marinette on the other hand beamed a full watt smile at him. It was blinding and heart melting. Roy did not understand why anyone would want to hurt this sunshine blessed child.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

"No probs. Seems fair to help you get your revenge."

"How much do I owe you?"

Roy scratched the back of head. He hadn't thought this far, just more that he was intrigued by the woman and wanted to find out more about her. Helping her with this prank… revenge… mission, was nothing really. The metal was from scraps around the workshop mainly. Plus is felt - wrong - to charge her for seeking retribution. He had no issues with poly or open relationships, but cheating and doing it under cover was wrong! Nope, he didn't feel right taking menu for this.

"Nothing. Ummm, the guys sounds like a douche and deserves it. Consider this on the house."

The wide eye's blink in surprise. Roy watched as Marinette bites her lips in confusion trying to figure out how best to respond. He worries he's overstepped as her eyes dart towards Felix and Jason, silently begging them for help on how to reply.

"Oh, umm…"

"We can't accept that. Payment is non-negotiable. My Duchess understands skills and labour required to hand make things and refuses to accept your work for free. [it's a lesson she has learnt the long way round!]"

"Okay, well as Roy isn't gonna accept payment in cash, how 'bout they meet at the diner 'cross the street for breakfast?"

"Hmm, brunch would be preferable. Duchess isn't a morning creature."

"Say 11?"

"11 would be acceptable."

"Perfect. I'll meet you here for tea while the payment is in progress."

"Earl Grey?"

"That would be most agreeable, Jason.'

"With milk?"

"Are you a heathen?! Miniture god's! No."

"Ha! Just wanna check. Can't have my hosting skills criticised. There are heathens *cough* Bruce *cough* who do."

"Hmmm. Fine. Tomorrow at 11."

"See ya Felix."

Felix nodded as he marched towards Marinette, looping her arm through his and used a finger to close her gapping mouth.

"Duchess, no need to be uncouth and act like a fish. It's very unbecoming. Now coming along darling, we have a box to post."

Plucking the box out of Roy's hands, Felix smirked at the redhead and guided the Duchess out of the dingy car workshop, leaving the soft trail of vanilla as the sharp dress shoe clicks retreated. Roy's eyes narrowed as he squinted in confusion at Jason. His bat crazy friend grinned at him like a maniac.

"What… what just happened?"

"I just got you a date with a girl who you've been making heart eyes at."

"But… what?!... Huh?"

"You can thank me later when we compare juicy gossip notes afterwards."

"Compare?"

"Yup, keep up Roy. I got you a date with a girl who'd keep Ollie off your back, adores bikes, is an adrenaline junkies from what Felix was saying and you have the hots for. And I have gained a new person to join my book club."

Jason puffs up his chest like he was proud of his accomplishments. Roy runs his fingers against the brim of his hat using the habit to process everything while his mind catches up.

"You don't have a book club… oh my gawd! You said comparing notes! You got yourself A DATE TOO!!!"

Letting out ripples of laughter as Jason spluttered, Roy couldn't help but grin.

Tomorrow was going to be fun.

#meet cute monday #meet cute #ml x dc #dc x ml #mlb x dc #dc x mlb #ml crossover #marinette x roy #roynette #jason x felix #felix x jason #maribat rarepair #maribat au #maribat

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fabseg-reader · 6 months

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Miraculous fanart: Cerisette (Hogwarts AU)

My new Cerisette draft. In this fanart, we can see Cerise (as Cerise Malfoy Rossi) carrying Marinette (as Mary DuPotter-Cheng) in her arms.

Marinette and Cerise are Hogwarts students. Cerise is a Slytherin doormate while Marinette/Mary is a Gryffindor doormate.

Bonus (Chrysanette version where Cerise is transformed in Chrysalis):

Bonus+ (bloopers):

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous au #ml crossover #harry potter au #marinette dupain cheng #lila rossi/cerise #ml cerise #cerisette #chrysanette #lilanette #my art #miraculous fanart #harry potter #hogwarts

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blackberryandpeppermint · 1 year

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Honestly my biggest ship for Hunter is a very rare pair crossover ship… Huntlix or Felix Fathom/ Hunter

They’re both traumatized blonde boys that are a magical construct with a bird motif. Also their uncle is evil.

I feel like they would be really gifs for each other. Felix can help Hunter come to terms with being a grim walker and Hunter can help Felix find less destructive ways to express his anger. Overall I feel like they would mesh really well and be really good for each other.

#I have a whole list of headcannons if anyone would like to hear more #hunter #felix fathom #miraculous ladybug #mlb #the owl house #miraculous ladybug x the owl house #mlb x toh #ml crossover #ml emotion #ml emotion spoilers #toh

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peterxwade24 · 2 months

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Safety Found in Red Sleeves

Chapter 11

Thana and her friends stared up at the massive building, Thana’s eyes going from the side of the building to the gargoyles at the top of the building.

“I expected, something… more.” Chloé pouted at the building and crossed her arms over her chest.

“Not everyone lives in the most luxurious hotel in Paris Chlo.” Adrien reminded his childhood best friend. “Just because you did doesn’t mean that everyone had the same experiences.”

“Thomas and Martha Wayne didn’t want the WE building to seem imposing, they specifically designed it to seem welcoming to passersby. I’ve heard rumors that Mr. Wayne is thinking about remodeling the building to make it more modern, I just hope he keeps the gargoyles.”

“You and I both, Hood.” A tall African-American teen slung an arm around Thana’s shoulders with an easy smile on his face. “What’re you doing in the city?”

“School trip. How’s yer Ma?”

“Ma’s still slaving away at General. Who’re yer friends?”

“Oh! Brandon, these’re my friends. The pretty blonde is Chloé, the less pretty blond is Adrien, the pink-haired one is Alix, the tall one is Kim and the one with the headphones is Nino.” Thana waved her hand at her friends before turning her attention back to Brandon. “What’re you doing here?”

“I took one for the team and shelled out. I got a job with WE to help Ma with the bills.”

Thana nodded, looking pensive, before leaning against his side. “I’m sure yer Ma appreciates yer help, even if she might not understand why ye’ve done it.”

“Excuse me.” Mlle. Bustier called across the group. “If we could all turn our attention towards the building, we could get started with our tour.” Lila and Alya hid snickers behind their hands as Mlle. Bustier eyed Thana.

Kim frowned and stepped between Mlle. Bustier and Thana, turning just so to completely block Thana from her eye line. “Don’t worry Mèo con.”

Brandon rolled his eyes at the teacher and shook out his hands. “So, I’ll see you kids in there. Right?” His face broke out in a grin. “After all, I am your tour guide for this. That is my job.” Brandon broke away from the group of friends, waving over his shoulder as he pulled his ID badge out of his coat pocket.

Adrien, Alix, and Chloé shook their heads, not understanding why anyone would want to work for someone else’s parent’s company. Kim, Nino, and Thana exchanged glances before sighing at their friends.

Mlle. Bustier clapped to regain the class’s attention, and when all eyes were back on her she smiled. “Alright, everyone. Let’s go in.”

The class, led by Mlle. Bustier, walked into the lobby of the WE building. They congregated around the front desk while they waited to be checked in. Several students took out their phones and started scrolling through their various socials, while some of the girls, most notably Lila, Alya, and Rose, started taking pictures.

“I think Ali will like the pictures of their various accomplishments.” Juleka offered Rose when Rose’s phone was suddenly thrust in front of Juleka’s face.

The individual at the front desk finished checking them in, with minimal help from Mlle. Bustier and help from Thana, before motioning for Brandon, who was leaning against a wall not too far away, to come closer.

Brandon approached the group with a smile. “Hello, I hope everyone is doing well on this gloomy Gotham day. My name is Brandon Taylor and I will be your tour guide today. Before we begin,” Brandon grabbed a clear plastic tote off of the desk filled with white “VISITOR” badges, “can everyone come up and grab one of these badges? These badges grant access to all common areas, like the canteen or cafeteria and the bathrooms, as well as a conference room.”

The class approached to collect a badge, nobody pushing anybody under the watchful eye of this supposed stranger. When they had all affixed their badges to the outermost layer of their clothing, to indicate they were a visitor, they all gave their attention to the tour guide.

“Now that everyone has a badge, are there any questions before we get down to business?” Brandon looked over the group and answered all of the easy questions. Finally, it got down to the last of the questions and they could start their tour.

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Nothing really eventful happened during their tour, everyone keeping their hands to themselves and nobody speaking out of turn, and eventually they gathered in the canteen for lunch.

Brandon led them into the canteen, waiting until the group had made a semicircle around him before beginning. “This is the canteen. While you’re here, the CEO, Mr. Drake-Wayne, has stated that you shall receive all of the same perks that the employees do, meaning lunch is on the company.”

The class cheered and started excitedly talking to one another. The sound in the room seemed to swell with all of the additional voices and, in the middle of the room, one individual lowered their head and covered their ears with their hands.

Thana and her friends split from the class to collect their food and sit at one of the free tables. The tables closest to them were filled with WE employees while the rest of the class sat as far away from them as they possibly could. Brandon, as well as several other employees, watched how the class interacted, and watched as the teacher seemed to be oblivious to it all.

“So, what do you think of WE?” Brandon sat down at the table Thana and her friends had sat at and looked around at the six of them.

“It’s pretty cool,” Alix admitted, “I like the gergoyles on the building.”

“The gargoyles were originally put on the building by Alan Wayne in 1888. There are-” Brandon began before Thana cut him off.

“-Thirteen gargoyles. Five on the first tier who watch the five original ways into Gotham, seven more are higher up watching the seven train lines and the final one is way high up facing the airport.”

-*-*-*

News spread quickly throughout the Asylum after the series of visits Jerome had before his release, because Cluemaster gossiped worse than his daughter. Everyone who was in the Elizabeth Arkham Asylum for the Criminally Insane while Jerome was getting ready to be released knew that Hatter’s Girl was back in town and that under no circumstances was Hatter to be around her or all of her aunts and uncles would make whomever was responsible regret it. That is to say, nothing much really changed at the asylum.

Outside of the asylum however, some people cleaned up their acts and other people, other people got worse. People who knew that Hatter’s Girl was back and had plans for how to use the only weakness Red Hood had against him seemed to flock together. People who knew that Hatter’s Girl was the only weakness the Penguin had were quivering in their boots as the people seemed to forget that Penguin and Red Hood were some of the deadliest people when those they held dearest were threatened.

It was only a few short days, nary a week, before Jerome was released and his plans could commence. His plans were simple, get a real job and figure out how he was going to convince his dearest, darling niece to stay in Gotham. He had faith in all of his friends and through their combined effort he was sure they would be able to beg her to stay, and if not stay then at least stay in contact. Jerome was sure she had missed them all as much as they had missed her in her absence.

Jason, however, on the other side of town, was dancing around his kitchen with his son while his brothers and sisters looked on from the counters and the living room.

Duke had never seen a scene so domestic, not even when his parents were alive. He couldn’t believe he got to experience this magical moment.

Dick could barely remember ever seeing his first baby brother being so soft. He was reminded, distinctly, of those first few nights after Bruce brought him home when Jason would follow Alfred and Bruce around like a lost little puppy.

Tim, Steph, and Cass shared a glance. They had never been doted on by their parents like Jason doted on Damian. They would do everything in their power to keep them together and help the family find a bigger place because they were slowly outgrowing the three bedroom apartment.

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Jason had noticed that his siblings were up to something, something devious. Tim refused to leave his laptop open when Jason walked into the same room as him, Cass and Steph would simply stop signing when Jason got close to them. He didn’t know why, but he felt like they were up to something nefarious and he needed to get to the bottom of it.

Dick, on the other hand, kept assuring him that this was normal little sibling behaviour. Jason didn’t feel reassured by that in the slightest, knowing how much of a little shit he had been at their ages, even if Cass was technically older than him. Mostly, Jason just wanted his siblings to tell him what they were up to because most days he felt more like a proud dad than a proud older brother.

It was a couple of hours after Dick and Jason’s conversation when Tim, Steph, and Cass called a family meeting in the living room. The three of them stood in front of the TV, the title page to a slideshow on screen, while they waited for Dick, Jason, Damian, and Duke to sit down.

“Thank you all for coming here today,” Steph began, “we had a proposition for you all.”

Cass held Tim’s laptop and got to press the buttons to make the slideshow work, as she didn’t feel like talking. She pressed the space bar to go to the next slide, a picture of a house surrounded by trees.

“We have been thinking lately that we need a bigger home, so, we found one. It’s in Old Gotham, by The Hill, and it’s this beautiful sprawling ranch house.” Steph started with a glance across her siblings’ faces.

“It’s safe, we checked, and B never patrols by it. It’s technically on Dick’s patrol route but he hasn’t gone past it lately.” Tim filled in while Cass pressed the space bar again. “It’s technically five bedrooms but we all know we’re only really going to use one of them.”

“There’s plenty of space for everyone, even Thana. Mama Selina or Alfred could even stay over when they want to.” Steph looped her arm around Tim’s shoulders and smiled at Cass. “We figured out how to do this for the family, let us, please.”

Cass nodded before pressing the space bar again to display a picture of the backyard off of the alfresco. The yard was filled with plants and trees with plenty of space for their family to do things outside. There was room for them to grow and for Damian to play. Cass watched them all melt, there was room for everyone, even Wally and his kids, even Mar’i.

“I was thinking, we could put in playground equipment, for the littles, but also for us. Mar’i could fly on the monkeybars and Jai and Irey could zip around the yard and Damian could climb to the top of the slide and declare himself the ruler. I promise we have thought this through and we know this is what’s right for us.” Tim’s words were accompanied by the next slide.

The slide featured the same picture from the previous slide but with monkeybars and a slide edited in, the yard was teeming with life and Dick could see it. The picture they had painted with their words, they could have family picnics back there.

“I’m sold.” Duke proclaimed with a smile. “This sounds like a dream.”

“I ditto that. I think we deserve a home and not just a house.” Dick looked at his little brother and could see the hope in his eyes.

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#Safety Found in Red Sleeves #sfirs #mlb x dc #ml x dc #maribat #ml crossover #mlb crossover

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a-marlene-s · 1 year

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I’m One Hell of a Friend~ Pt. 3

Summary: Rolland really wanted to protect his son, daughter-in-law and only granddaughter. Using an old favor from the previous head of the Phantomhive family, he sold his soul to a demon. Under the promise that said Demon will protect his family... Said demon deeply regrets said contract.

Miraculous Ladybug x Black Butler

Background Info:

In this Au, Rolland came around far sooner than in canon. Like, far before Canon even started.

The story will start off right before the Bubbler. So, season 1.

Demons fear Creation but worship Destruction.

This is it for now.

AN: So I was looking through my USB and found this on there! I'm going to post it before I end up losing it or deleting it!!!

Marinette something was up when she returned to her room, to see Sebastian looking like he’d seen a ghost. “Is everything alight, Sebastian?”

“Fine!” Sebastian pipped out, his voice several octaves high. More so when he saw Tikki appeared by Marinette’s head and giving him a devilish grin. “Perfectly fine.”

“Uh… huh.”

-.-

“Hm…” Plagg flew over the window, munching away on a piece of cheese. He couldn’t help but feel something was amiss. Something chaotic… something he needed to sink his claws into. There was a spark in the air, a delicious scent that promises future adventures. Now, to see if he can go out and see who arrived in Paris. “Hey kid! Are you planning on going on patrol soon?”

Adrien, who was using his rock-climbing wall, glanced over at Plagg. His eyes narrowed at the Kwami, wondering what he’s up to. “I am… we are. Why?”

“No reason!” Plagg sang out, flying around the room. “We should go out on patrol soon!”

“I feel like something is wrong and I should start fearing for my sanity.”

“Probably!”

-.-

This was the exact moment Sebastian knew he should have never made that deal with Ceil. Curse that family! Curse that child! Curse eve-Sebastian let out a shriek when Tikki appeared in front of him. Giving him an all too innocent smile. The two of them were still in Marinette’s room, but said teen went downstairs for one reason or another. Giving Tikki an opportunity to speak to the demon.

“We were interrupted earlier… so, let’s start again… Why are you here?” Tikki got close to Sebastian, causing the demon to flinch back. “Why are you here in my holder’s home?”

Sebastian shuffled off the couch to get away from Tikki. “Please! Goddess! Have mercy! Mercy!”

“You did not give mercy to my past holders… why should I offer such a thing!” Tikki giggled but her eyes screamed murder.

“Her grandfather! He-” Sebastian began to say but was cut short when he felt a blast hit him. He let out a shriek, more of shock than pain. “He knew the people that I made a deal with! He made a deal for Marinette’s protection! He knows about demons! Slayers! Everything but kwamis!!!!!!”

Pause.

“He did what now?”

“Oh no…”

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#ML #black butler #I'm One Hell of a Friend #One Hell of a Friend #ML Crossover #ML x Black Butler #Fanfic #AU

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camelots-rose · 4 months

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QTG & RGW masterlist

QTG Character sheets

CG Chloe playlist

QTG Fic link

RGW Fic link

RGW Character sheets

#ml fate au #Queen turned guardian #ml crossover #Remnant's Grail War #rwby crossover #rwby fate au

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adrianxxiii · 1 year

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Cursed idea: AU, where Barbie (yes, THAT Barbie) is Zoe's biological mother

#miraculous ladybug #ml au idea #ml funny #zoe lee #zoe bourgeois #barbie #ml crossover

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amethyst-geek · 2 years

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As some of you may or may not know, a while a back I wrote up a post discussing an AU where the various characters from Miraculous Ladybug are adopted by the various DC heroes, and in this AU, the Couffaine siblings, along with Mylene and her cousin based on Kid Mime, are adopted by Oliver Queen, AKA Green Arrow. And since Green Arrow’s parents (or at least his mom) are some depicted as still being alive as of Ollie becoming Green Arrow, let’s have that be the case in my AU.

Oliver: Guess what? I’ve been alive on an island this whole time. Meet your new grandkids, Luka and Juleka.

Oliver: Hey mom, hey dad, I’m back from Arizona. Meet your new grandson, Roy.

Oliver: I’m back from Paris. Meet your new grandkids, Claude and Mylene.

Moira: Just once I’d like to have Oliver return from a trip without saying “meet your new grandkids.” Is that too much to ask? Ollie should spend more time around Bruce Wayne, they said. He’d be a good influence on Ollie, they said.

Roy: Hey grandma, I’m back from stopping my ex-girlfriend from killing some diplomats. BTW, meet your new great-granddaughter, Lian.

#oliver queen #green arrow #moira queen #mylene haprele #luka couffaine #juleka couffaine #roy harper #lian harper #ml au #dc miraculous #DC comcis #speedy #red arrow #ml adopted by dc #miraculous ladybug #miraculous au #ml crossover #ml dc

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nobodyfamousposts · 11 months

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Another Miraculous Crossover Nobody Wanted (DCxML)

In the midst of so many Batfamily/Miraculous crossovers, the thing I feel so many people forget is that the Waynes are...well...themselves.

Sure, they're awesome vigilantes. Trained in martial arts and with great mental fortitude to help them against the likes of Scarecrow's fear gas, Joker's venom, and Mad Hatter's manipulations.

...the problem is that Hawk Moth is a whole different ballgame.

He doesn't target their fears or dreams. He targets ANYTHING. Like petty annoyances. Frustrations. Sleep deprivation. Obsessions. Things the Batfamily generally try to ignore on a regular basis.

If he can akumatize and reakumatize the same man over his love of pigeons and people who feel they've been wronged over silly reasons, there's SO MUCH that could come from the complete dysfunction/emotional constipation that is the Wayne family. Remember, ANY frustration or annoyance or upset counts.

Meaning Ladybug and Chat will be having their hands full with the Waynes until they leave.

And given that Hawk Moth comes up with the silliest costumes and powers...

...the others would never let them live it down.

...

It was a beautiful day in Paris. And an absolutely wonderful vacation to the City of Love, where everything was peaceful and nothing was wrong.

Dick stood at the window looking out over the city.

Tim was on his computer doing some reports. Possibly Wayne Enterprises work, but more likely mission work.

Damien had apparently gotten tired of grumbling and was focused on sharpening his sword—which Bruce really shouldn’t have let him bring. But given the situation, he couldn’t argue against letting Damien have something that would help him stay calm.

Cass had found a magazine to occupy her time, though she seemed somewhat confused as to the male teen model that kept appearing in nearly every line.

And Jason…

…he was grinning. And watching Bruce with such anticipation, looking downright hopeful as he waited. Not helping was that he was holding what appeared to be a brand new camera, fully prepared to start recording.

Bruce knew why.

But he would not give him the satisfaction.

Because nothing was going to happen.

Absolutely nothing.

Bruce twitched.

SNAP!

And his pen cracked from the sheer amount of pressure he was putting on it. Which was admittedly an annoyance, but wasn’t that big of a deal…

…if it wasn’t the 15th pen he’d broken in the past three hours.

It was fine though.

Nothing was wrong.

He was calm.

Calm.

A muffled voice could be heard from outside despite the room being on the seventh floor of a building. Which of course was a coincidence and not because someone was actually right outside the room….and the building.

And perhaps if Bruce tried really hard, he could convince himself was just someone singing a line out of “American Pie” and not someone talking about butterflies.

No.

Because there were no butterflies outside. Because he was fine!

Not the slightest bit upset!

At. All.

“That’s thirty-three…” Dick counted.

…

…Dammit.

Bruce sighed.

“Did she come back to the roof?”

“Actually, she never left.” Tim confirmed, not even looking up from his computer. “She stopped leaving after the last incident and has just been standing there for the past couple hours now, catching them as they come.”

A long pause.

“How…?”

“Her partner has been bringing her water and snacks. And keeping watch whenever she has to leave to hibernate or use the little bug’s room.”

Bruce groaned.

Why couldn’t it be a villain? Or a fan or stalker? He could deal with those. He dealt with them all the time.

It was the well intentioned young superheroes that he had a harder time dealing with. The ones that wanted to help but were misguided in not understanding that their help wasn’t necessary.

“Gotcha!”

“Thirty-four.” Dick droned.

…no matter how many magical butterflies implied otherwise.

“Maybe we should do what the nice Ladybug hero asked and finish up our business in Paris?” Tim suggested.

“I refuse!” Damien shouted, jumping to his feet. “This villain has made a mockery of us and it must not be allowed to stand! I will not leave until he has been caught and my sword has tasted his blood!”

“Damien, we don’t kill, remember?”

“I wouldn’t kill him.” Damien said, looking away with a pout. “Just…dismember him a bit.” He frowned, consideringly. “Maybe cut off his arms. He can’t continue villainy then, right?”

Tim sighed.

“So that’s a no on going home early then.”

They heard a noise from the roof.

“Is she leaving?” Bruce asked, trying to hide how hopeful he was.

“Nope. It’s her catboyfriend back again.” Dick replied, blithely.

Bruce sighed.

“Do you think they’re dating?”

“Dick.” Bruce warned.

“Because the city seems to be really hamming up the romantic angle between the two and it’s kinda hard to not see.” Dick continued.

“Dick.”

“Even if it is kinda weird that they’re essentially shipping teenagers.”

“Speaking from experience there, Dickie Boy?” Jason cut in, cheekily.