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flamingpudding · 9 months

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The Ghost King is my Uncle Drabbles #2

A/N: Some more linked to a prompt week writing I did

>>Masterpost

Original this builds on: Link

Rowdy Cousin

Batman swore internally, from the outside he stoically sat in his chair and did nothing to indicate the absolute chaos that was going on in his mind. The Meeting rooms light flickered and the speakers once more started up loudly blaring a song all over the Watchtower. He was pretty sure one of his sons had told him once that playing that song was a meme.

"Someone do something about that kid! He is Rickrolling us!" Green Lantern screamed above the music.

"Constantine is already trying to do something." Superman's hands covering his sensitive ears as the music must sound to him even louder.

Batman very much only looped one thought in his head. -It's only for world ending purpose, I cannot use it right now.-

He had a responsibility to uphold, he was the patriarch of the earth branch family. This was not something that required him to use that. No he would not use it. He refused. This was not a world ending matter. Surely Constantine or anyone else of the Justice League Dark would solve this problem any second now.

The screens flicker and Batman did anything he could in his mind to not let his eye twitch even if no one would be able to see it. Cat videos were playing where second earlier statistics and observatory programs had been running.

No he would not, they could handle this problem no need to involve family.

The music stopped and some of his hero colleagues let out a relieved sigh only for a familiar laugh to echo through the watchtower and a new song starting to play. One that apparently counts all 100 dumb ways to die.

"Why is Klarion even targeting the watchtower like this?!" The Flash shouted over the lyrics before turning to him.

"Did one of your kids piss him off or something?!"

"No." At least not as far as he knew, though considering the recent discovery as well as the surprise visits his uncle had done lately he might have a guess why the witch boy was targeting them right now. Didn't mean he would elaborate this reason to the other heroes present.

Before Wonder Woman could comment John Constantine stormed in the room and slammed his hands down onto the table staring right at Batman with blood shot eyes. "Call him."

"Who?"

"Don't play fucking dumb bats. You know who I mean. This is not the witch brat alone. There is another entity and if you don't want the fucking watchtower crashing into earth you call him right now."

"Bats, he is not talking about who I think he is?" Superman carefully asked while the other heroes looked at him just as questionable.

He held his staring contest with Constantine a little longer before he grunted and reached into his utility belt pulling out a small bat-shaped pendant. A personalized upgraded calling card, his uncle had gifted to him as well as each of his children and extended family members.

This was not how he imagined a meeting in regards to his new discoveries and a possible sure fire contingency plan against world ending emergencies would go. He rubbed his thumb against the engraving waiting for a short moment for it to pulse, before tapping the pendant three times, paused and tapped it two more times. This was a non-emergency call, even if his colleagues might disagree.

He still thought they could very well handle this situation without the help of his uncle.

"BABY BAT, YOU CALLED THIS IS THE FIRST TIME YOU DID!"

The present heroes watched in stunned fashion how a white haired, 20 years old man stepped out of a green portal and instantly zoomed across the room to hug THE Batman around his head rubbing his cheek against the bat's cowl mindful of the pointy parts.

And Batman was letting the man do that only looking resigned.

"We agreed that I would only call on you with this pendant for emergencies."

The white haired man only hummed before his head turned sharply and green glowing eyes narrowed at Constantine, who visibly paled and took a step back standing straight and looking very much like he regretted what he had asked Batman to do. "Trading game is not being rude to you is he?"

The bat only grunted and the white haired man finally let go of him, humming as he took in his surroundings, eyes glinting in mischievously as he saw the flickering lights, animal videos on screen and heard the blaring music over the speaker. "When I okey-ed Klarion to go playing with his cousins I didn't think he would seek you two out. He had been talking about his older cousins starting another game of 'who's the better demon lord' in different dimensions. I thought he was joining their bet."

Wait did he say two? Batman grunted and the white haired guy chuckled. "I will be back in a second."

Not even the Flash could react as fast as the white haired man disappeared and reappeared with Klarion next to him. Clearly pulling on the witch boy's ear like a father would when their child had been naughty. The flickering lights and blaring of music over the speakers had stopped.

"Ow DAD what in the name of chaos are you doing here."

"Your Cousin called me. You are disturbing his work and risking them crashing into earth with Technus' help."

"YOU SNITCHED TO MY DAD?!"

"Hn."

"Technus get out of their network or I will lock you up on a Medieval Island for three decades."

As if the present heroes weren't confused enough a face appeared on one of the screens. Glaring at the white haired man. "You wouldn't dare."

"Watch me, if you stay in there any longer. I will also dig out the old thermos and soup you additionally for a decade or more."

The face on screen grumbled and the heroes nearly flinched back as a ghostly, green skinned man came out of it, looking every bit frustrated and annoyed. "I was just getting a good look at this modern technology, you have banned me from any big shot Industries…"

"We had that discussion 100 years ago, Technus. Back to the Ghost Zone." The white haired man commanded by opening a portal next to them with the wave of his hand and surprisingly, the green skinned guy listened.

"Sorry about this Baby Bat and Little Demi. Klarion will be grounded for a bit and re-educated in how to bond without risking potentially killing any bystanders. Oh and remember I will come by later for Baby Ghost to get his checkup with Frostbite!"

"Dad, please no grounding! Anything but that!"

"I am sure your Grandpa will be happy to have your help during your grounding."

"Dad! NO! I don't want to keep time in order! I live for chaos not order!"

The man was just smiling and completely ignoring Klarion's complains as he turned towards Batman and Wonder Woman, for reasons the hero's didn't understand.

"Well we will be on our way then Baby Bat, Little Demi!"

Batman grunted and the white haired man chuckled, leaving through the portal and dragging along a whining Klarion, who apparently was that man's son.

Just before the portal closed, the man stuck his head back out looking towards Wonder Woman with a mischievous smile. "Oh before I forget! Pops Clockwork sents his regards Little Demi . He doesn't want me saying this, but he is glad about the path you choose. Says you're set on a pretty good timeline!"

The head disappeared into the portal again and it finally closed. Wonder Woman was left blinking at the empty space, her mouth slightly open with the silent question of "What?"

"Bats, who was that?" The Flash was the first to break the silence that had followed as eyes turned to the dark knight.

"His Uncle." / "The Ghost King."

Superman and Constantine spoke at the same time. The JLD member flinched back as he looked at the glowering bat. Muttering something the man took his leave or rather escaped the room as quickly as possible as Batman kept glaring. Meanwhile Wonder Woman was slowly having a crisis of her own as suddenly family relations that had been hinted to her through Pandora made sense. "Clockwork... no, Titan Cronus? The Ghost King... Uncle Daniel?"

Chaos broke among the present heroes.

"WHAT UNCLE?!"

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sonicasura · 21 days

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Like I mentioned in another post, I am currently working on a draft for a Transformers idea. It was originally a ramble talked about in a Discord server when it involved the media as a whole and sorta spitball from there. (Convo was originally about how there needed to be more shows with a PG-13 or Mature rating, exploration of relationships between both species i.e platonic/familial/romantic, and more worldbuilding such as cultural differences to ideas on different topics like religion.)

I haven't exactly come up with a good draft as of yet. So for now, enjoy these screenshots about it. I marked out the other people's names and icons in this discussion for privacy reasons. Please excuse the awful photoshop but there 24 screenshots in total while my Tumblr has a 10 photo limit.

If you can't read the text then check out the ALT Text on the pictures.

@witchofthesouls @lets-try-some-writing @justanotherperson1 @novafire-is-thinking

#sonicasura #maccadam #transformers #transformers series #transformers robots in disguise #tf #tf series #tf rid #personal idea #rambles #discord chat #screenshots #optimus #optimus prime #transformers optimus #op #crackish #crack treated seriously #worldbuilding

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jlhynde-insanitybrilliance · 10 months

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* 16yrold Tom Riddle flirting with UDLTTOM Harry*

*Harry yoinking Tom’s Gaunt Ring 💍 & using the Resurrection stone to summon Tom’s mum*

Harry: Merope come get your son before I put him through a wall—

Tom (visibly confused): …the ring can do that?!

#udlttom #harry potter #tomarry #time travel au #tom riddle #udlttom shitposts #crackish #dialogue draft #mod harry #resurrection stone #gaunt ring #merope gaunt

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lurafita · 5 months

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Single father Magnus szenario: (warning: CRACKY)

When things start getting serious between Malec, Magnus decides to involve Alec more with the raising of his kids. So when Raphael gets suspended from school for fighting, Magnus lets Alec handle the talk.

Alec: "So, what happened?"

Magnus nods along, proud that Alec thought about getting Raph's side of the story before anything else.

Raphael: "Well, Cody, who is this big douche, thought it would be funny to throw a big spider that he found somewhere outside right in Natalie's face. And everyone knows that Natalie is afraid of spiders, and she has asthma, so something like this can easily lead to her hyperventilating and shi-... stuff. So after I got rid of the spider, I punched him in the shoulder, so that he would stop laughing."

Magnus decides to have a talk with Cody's parents later, but right now he looks to Alec, who looks at Raph with a serious face and nods his head slowly.

Alec: "It was right of you to stand up for the girl, Raph. You are right, stuff like that isn't funny. But punching the other boy in the shoulder was not the way you should have handled this."

Magnus is so proud how his lover just showed his son understanding and encouragement, while cautioning it with mild reproach.

Alec: "You should have gone for the eye socket or the nose. A punch aimed there will stun your opponent much better. Then when they are trying cover the area, you get in a kick to the knee, landing them on the floor. Could alternatively bury your fist in their gut, but that often leads to them puking, and as long as it's just kids, you shouldn't mess them up too much. Got it?"

Magnus is shocked speechless, while his son just nods wide eyed in Alec's direction.

Alec: "Okay. Go do your homework. If you get it all done today, we can use the rest of your suspension for some self-defence training."

Raph grins and leaves, and Alec turns to Magnus.

Alec: "You were right. That was easier than I thought."

Magnus: "...."

#magnus bane #alec ligthwood #malec #young Raphael #Magnus as Raphael’s dad #crackish #parenting 101 featuring alec lightwood #malec au #shadowhunters tv #shadowhunters

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stories-of-the-multiverse · 5 months

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"... Son of a b*squeak*ch."

Gangle???

#Crackish #Self Commentary #Dash Commentary #Gangle #You think Ragatha and/or Jax is/are the potty mouths of my TADC muses #lol nah it's Gangle #It's funnier this way-

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scentedtigerfun · 9 months

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#Star wars #Dinluke #Time-travel fix it #Kind of #rev's #Short fic #crackish

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criticalcrux · 10 months

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#muse!grimmjow #dash comm #*his grimmie sense ia tingling*#either someone talkin shit or someone lookin for him #[mun covering up that description - leave him unawares :p]#crackish

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romkole · 1 year

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SANTA’S ELF AU!

Viserys is Santa and his daughter Rhaenyra is his beloved elf. The main problem of their family is his brother Daemon who was exiled from the North Pole. So, when Rhaenyra is sent to collect children’s letters to Santa, he finds her and tags along.

#crackish #comedy #christmas fanfiction #christmas au #christmas prompts #santa elf #daemyra #modern au #house of the dragon #rhaenyra targaryen #daemon x rhaenyra #hotd #daemon targaryen #milly alcock #matt smith #daemyra aesthetic

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wendingways · 1 year

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I've been listening to Brandon Sanderson's Wax and Wayne series at work, and the kandra naming pattern reminded me of Plo Koon in Star Wars, so then my brain was like, "PloKoon? Plo as a kandra?"

What if he takes a bag of spare bones with him on campaigns during the Clone Wars, and one of the Wolfpack finds it one day—

Trooper: "Hey buir, do we want to know why you have a bag of bones under your bed?"

Plo: "Ah... those were from Little 'Soka's first hunt."

Trooper: "Um... okay, that makes sense for the nuna bones, but some of these look human, and I'm getting a little concerned for the safety of the 501st."

And yeah, the nuna bones probably are from Ahsoka's first hunt. She gave them to him the way kids give grownups useless little things they find or make. Plo of course treasures them, and they're secretly his favorite bones.

Also, just saying, being a kandra would allow Plo to survive Order 66. He would just have to sneak off as a mistwraith.

(Not sure how you explain a Force-sensitive kandra, or how a kandra got out of the Cosmere and into the SW universe in the first place, but anyways.)

#star wars #plo koon #kandra #crossover #star wars funny #fic ideas #tcw #cosmere #ahsoka tano #wolfpack #crackish

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annastrxng · 5 months

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@honorhearted I'm in STITCHES from your ask. I read it as "don't listen" and Anna goes- well that's the source of MOST of Ben's problems.

#crackish #both options are so good I might have to tinker with BOTH

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nyalternatehellkitten · 4 months

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"Find someone you love and kiss them. A lot. All the time~"

#ic #crackish #((this is just Nyalter's life ethos))#((it's also Modern Nyalter's life ethos-))

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flamingpudding · 9 months

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The Ghost King is my Uncle Drabbles

A/N: The original this sorta ties too: Original One Shot

>>Masterpost

Shovel Talks

Constantine swore up a storm of course only mentally. It wasn't like he was going to voice any of his thoughts right now. Not when he was faced with the good damn Ghost King. All he wanted was to summon one of his contracted demons to gather some information and what did he get the fucking Ghost King.

"Trench coat! We meet again. You worked on your manners, I hope?"

"Of course your majesty." Well he didn't but he avoided the freaking bats like crazy.

"Well I gotta thank you. Well you and my In-Law that's busy and asked me to substitute for your call since we meet and before and so on." The Ghost King casually waved his hand in a dismissive manner before looking around with his eyes sparkling in recognition and it sent a shudder down Constantine's back. "You are giving me the perfect opportunity."

Did… did the Ghost King just pull out a green glowing sword from a fucking portal and why did he have that glint in his eyes? Constantine paled. Why did this have to happen to him?

"If you will excuse me for a moment. I need to look for a Kryptonian real quick. I will deal with your problem right after. Promise."

With that the Ghost King phased through the floor apparently in search of Superman who just happened to be in the watchtower today. Fuck. Constantine run out of the room in mild panic and pushed whoever was on communication aside as he dialed for the bats. The moment someone on their end pick up he didn't bother to explain anything and just shouted for one of them to get their fucking ass here as fast as possible or superman was going to be history!

Okay that might also have sent the people witnessing his panic into chaos but this was a fucking emergency.

It was only minutes later that Batman did indeed arrived together with Nightwing and Red Robin with the Zeta-Tube at the watchtower to bear witness to Superman getting cornered by the Ghost King with Constantine bound by echo-bindings for apparently having annoyed the Ghost King with his pleading to spare the Kryptonian.

"Now I am sure I don't have to repeat myself but, IF you ever hurt Baby Bat a fate way worse than the Soul Shredder and the Nightmare Realm will be the least of your problems. The last guy that hurt my family is still in there and I will gladly make you permanently join him."

A cough resounded and Danny turned his head, a bright smile on his face as he spotted his little nephew and two of the little babies.

"Baby Bat, Baby Menace and Baby Stalker! I will be done in a little bit!"

"Ghost Ki-"

"Uncle Danny."

Batman let out a suffering sigh as Nightwing and Red Robin snickered.

"Uncle Danny. Why are you threatening Superman?"

"Because Jazz forbade me to use the Soul Shredder on humans but Superman is not human so I am allowed to use it on him."

"Uncle Danny, why do you want to use the 'Soul Shredder'" -as a joke Nightwing used air quotes- "on the him in the first place?"

"Shovel talk."

Batman chocked and Red Robin spluttered as Nightwing had a hard time suppressing a laugh. Constantine and Superman gapped at the Ghost King.

"You… are threading him for shovel talk purposes? What even is the nightmare realm?"

"A place you don't want to be in. Very traumatic and perfect to externally punish anyone that hurts my family in any regard as long as I am allowed to dump them there."

There was an added barely hearable grumble of "I would have sent the Joker and Ra's in there long ago if Clockwork weren't such a stick in the mud about keeping the timeline straight and their roles and bla bla bla."

Red Robin did a double take. Did the Ghost King just admit that he would have liked to sent their rogues into a place that was most likely hell? Wait didn't he mention sending someone in there permanently earlier.

No one noticed Superman slowly inching away from the blade still pointed at him while the Ghost King's attention wasn't on him. Well the bats noticed but didn't react to it, deeming it safer for the Super.

"Uh you said you dumped someone permanently in there?" Red Robin tried to keep the attention on them.

"Well yea." The Ghost King casually shrugged, adjusting the blade so Superman could no longer inch away from him. "I looked away from the Ice Mirrors for a week and someone dared to hurt Moma Bat. Of course I was enraged and snatched that guy off the street to permanently drop him in there."

There was a beat of heavy silence. Batman under his cowl bluescreened especially with how casually Danny just admitted at having snatched up his parents murderer to punish the man. Well that explained why he never found the culprit.

"Now If you excuse me little Babies I am gonna finish this talk with the Kryptonian and make sure he knows what will happen if he hurts Baby Bat."

With this the Ghost King turned back to the rapidly paling Superman with a feral grin. The Birds sweat dropped as Batman was still not mentally present, his mind still working through the information.

"Think I would be able to borrow that sword?" Red Robin suddenly asked as Nightwing eyed Batman worringly. "He only said that Great Grandma forbade him to use it on humans. He never said we couldn't."

"Don't let Robin or Hood hear that." Nightwing said, even if he wanted to borrow it himself too. With B mentally still checked out he had to act as the responsible one. That wouldn't stop him from asking their Ghost Uncle later if he could borrow the sword anyway.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #fanfic #crossover #tim drake #dick grayson #bruce wayne #superman #john constantine #DPxDC #Ghost Uncle Danny #Shovel Talks #dc x dp fic #crackish #no beta wie die like danny #drabble

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iloveitxwhenaplanxcomestogether · 1 year

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@avictimofthejazz

Amy made me do it XDD

#Templeton Peck #dirk benedict #Amy's over here gawking like a school girl XDD #The A-Team #the a team #excuse me #XDDD #crackish

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vcrdant · 7 months

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Oh, to be young... and covered in glitter.

#dash commentary #crackish #my viri muse wakes up immediately upon seeing swords on the dash lmfao.

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folk-ever-lore · 2 years

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isekai

Bridgette groaned as she hit the ground. This akuma was taking everything out of her and Chat Noir. It’s powers were like something out of a comic book, perhaps something that one of the Gotham Rogues would have out of the DC comic books.

Bridgette - Ladybug - looked at her partner. “We can’t do this without a bit of luck, can we?”

“Yeah,” he nodded. “We definitely can’t do this without a lucky charm. I’m betting on a knife this time, M’Lady, you’ve had a spoon and a fork after all.”

“Haha,” she laughed sarcastically. “Very funny. LUCKY CHARM!”

A swirling portal of red and black opened up above them, forming from the miraculous ladybugs.

“Huh? That’s weird. I don’t think anything like that has happened before." Chat Noir said right before two figures, two people , fell to the ground in front of them.

***

Jason and Marinette were on patrol for the night - or rather Red Hood and Ladybird, two of Gotham's many vigilantes were. It wasn’t odd for them to be patrolling together, in fact they almost always patrolled together. The only times they didn’t was when one of them was either injured or needed elsewhere for the night. When they’d first started dating patrolling together it had been a bit weird, but now Gotham was used to seeing their resident ex-crime lord and one of Gotham’s rare Batman accepted metas patrolling together.

They’d just finished stopping a robbery when a red and black swirling circle opened up beneath them. A portal maybe?

They fell through it, falling onto a sidewalk a moment later.

This clearly wasn’t Gotham. The sun was out for starters. Marinette looked around as she stood up to see if there was anything recognisable in the nearby area. Was that the Eiffel Tower? And who were those strange people dressed up like animals?

“What the fuck was that?” Jason asked rather pointedly.

Marinette stared at CatBoy and SpotsGirl, “And who the fuck are they? Paris doesn’t have superheroes.”

CatBoy huffed, “Well obviously Paris does have superheroes. We’re right here. Ladybug and Chat Noir at your service.”

Jason ignored the young ‘supers’, “Are we sure this is actually Paris? It’s too bright, even for the City of Light, and it feels more cartoonish than usual.”

“I noticed that too. The whole place feels off.” Marinette confirmed for her boyfriend partner. “Want me to take a quick fly around to get a better idea of this not-Paris place?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Marinette shot up into the air to survey the area, leaving Jason alone to entertain the kids.

CatBoy - Chat Noir - spoke up, “Who are you? Who’s that?”

“Red Hood. She’s Ladybird.” He said gruffly.

SpotsGirl, he refused to call her Ladybug, snorted, “What? Like the characters from the comics?”

What comics, he mentally asked himself. “No. Like the ex-crime lord and Superman’s daughter.”

“Yeah, as I said,” SpotsGirl laughed, “like the DC comics. Jason Todd and Marinette Kent right?”

“How do yo-”

“Don’t worry,” said SpotsGirl with a reassuring tone to her voice. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of by naming your hero personas after some fictional superheroes. After all, RedBird is like my OTP.”

Marinette floated down from above after finishing her assessment of the city. “Kid, neither me or Hood over there are fictional. We’re real life vigilantes from Gotham.” She spoke gently, taking time to take care of the young girl’s thoughts and feelings.

SpotsGirl shook her head furiously, “Gotham isn’t real. It’s a fictional city in the DCEU. I can prove it, let me google it.”

When the young girl showed the results to the couple they couldn’t believe their eyes. “What the actual fuck?” Jason muttered. “Is this some sort of alternative universe?”

Marinette shrugged, “That would explain a lot of what I saw. This version of Paris still gives off major cartoon vibes.”

Jason groaned, “Just our luck. We go to a universe where our home doesn’t exist.”

“We don’t exist here,” Marinette blanked as the realisation came to her. “We’re fictional here. Ain’t that right kiddo?”

When they got no response they turned to look for the young superheroes. “Where are they?” Jason muttered, “The little shits tell us we aren’t real here only to disappear?”

Marinette shrugged in return, “Well apparently they are the local superheroes around here, maybe they had a villain to fight.”

“I suppose that’s fair,” he replied.

“Want me to fly us to them?”

“If you’re up for it.”

“Seriously Hood?” She lamented, “We got sent to a different universe, I’m not injured.”

“OK then.”

And that was that. It didn’t take them long to find the kids.

As Marinette touched down on the floor Jason couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Turns out they did have to go off to fight a villain.”

“Yeah,” she said, “but WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?” Marinette gestured to the villain of the day. “And why do they look like a mix between Ivy and the Joker?”

SpotsGirl, who must have noticed the yelling, had made her way over to the Gotham duo. “That’s cause the villain is based on Ivy, Hawky really isn’t the most creative. He’s used one of the same akumas over one hundred times now.”

Jason shrugged, “To be fair to this Hawky, most of the villains in Gotham don’t change their shit up much either.”

“That still doesn’t explain why it kinda looks like the Joker,” Marinette stated.

“Oh, right,” SpotsGirl nodded. “Hawky is either colorblind or makes every akuma ugly in the hopes that it’ll damage our eyes enough that he can steal our miraculous.”

“Honestly, valid. One time when Ladybird was insulting Riddler he just admitted that the green was an attempt to blind us.”

Marinette frowned. It couldn’t be. Could it? “Hey Hood, aren’t the miraculous the names of the weird Green Lantern rings like jewellery in the show Dick watches with Mar’i?”

Jason blinked at her for a few seconds, “Huh. I think you’re right.”

“So we’re fictional here? But in our world SpotsGirl and CatBoy are the fictional ones? You gotta be shitting me.”

“Could you stop calling us that?” SpotsGirl Ladybug asked politely as she fought off one of Joker!Ivy’s plants.

Marinette winced, “Yeah, sorry about that.”

“It’s fine,” Ladybug waved them off. “But some help with the akuma would be nice, if possible.”

“Sure.”

***

“So let me get this straight-” Marinette started before she was cut off.

Jason snorted, “You can’t do anything straight.”

“Well neither can you,” she stuck her tongue out at him. “You’d just broken up with Roy when we met.”

“Yeah, well you had a crush on Cass when we met.”

“Yet I still ended up with you,” she retorted. “Anyway, let me run this bi you, this dude has the butterfly miraculous and he uses it to turn ordinary civilians who are feeling negative emotions into mind controlled supervillains?”

Chat Noir nodded, “Yep, unfortunately. It’s very annoying. The whole city has been held as emotional hostages for years.”

“Years?” Ladybug nodded at Red Hood’s words. “Damn. That’s gonna seriously damage people’s development.”

“It already has,” Ladybug informed the vigilantes, “that’s why we were hoping you could help us for however long you’re trapped here. As we saw earlier you clearly won’t go back with a miraculous cure like all other lucky charms do.”

Marinette and Jason shared a quick glance before agreeing. “Maybe the magic will send us home after he’s been defeated.”

“Hopefully,” Jason agreed with his girlfriend. “But what can you tell us about akumas?”

“We haven’t watched many episodes of your show. Mar’i prefers watching them with Dick.” Marinette states casually.

Ladybug nods, “There’s been many types of akumas in the past. It'd be impossible to name them all, but the Ladyblog should have videos from nearly all of them on.”

It may take all night, maybe more, but Ladybug and Chat Noir start their run down on akumas.

“What do you mean a mime sliced the Eiffel Tower in half?” Marinette demanded, “That's fucking crazy."

“Some pigeon guy was akumatized how many times?” Jason asked.

Chat Noir shrugged, “Honestly, I’m not too sure. I gave up counting after one hundred.”

“You gotta be shitting me.”

“Nope.”

“Santa? Was a villain? Now that just sounds like some sort of crazy cartoon bullshit to me.”

“Well according to you this is a cartoon,” Ladybug huffed.

“I refuse to acknowledge that someone here also weaponized nightmares,” Jason muttered under his breath.

“Also?” Chat Noir inquired.

Marinette nodded sadly, “Scarecrow is a bitch.”

“He definitely was in the comics,” agreed Ladybug, in a cheeky attempt to get back at them for the cartoon comment from earlier.

***

Marinette and Jason had been in Paris for a couple months. Unless there was a major akuma attack they mainly worked behind the scenes in order to figure out how Hawkmoth was. It was helpful to have Marinette fly after the de-evilized butterflies. What that meant was that they were pretty close to having definitely proof on Hawkmoth’s identity.

Which was why it was rather concerning when Bridgette got sick. How were they meant to defeat the supervillain, who they were pretty damn sure was Gabriel Agreste, without their Ladybug?

Adrien was at school when the akuma alert went off which meant he had to find some sort of excuse to get away. But Marinette and Jason had been taking care of a sick Bridgette who was in no state to fight.

“Take them,” Bridgette pulled the earrings from her ears and handed them to Marinette. “You look enough like me to pass as me. Hawky won’t know a thing.”

Marinette gasped, “But they’re yours. I can’t just use them.”

“Yes you can,” the sick girl insisted. “There has to be a Ladybug in order to reverse the damage, and I can’t fight like this. Please Marinette. You have to.”

Marinette groaned, “Just until you’re better. Okay?”

“Okay.”

When she transformed, Marinette’s first course of action was to head towards the akuma attack, because she totally hadn’t missed being in a fight since she’d come to this weird, cartoonish world.

As she ran along rooftops she used her yoyo to message Chat Noir. She figured just sending hi it's ladybird today would be enough. He’d get the message and no one would be able to figure out what it meant.

When Ladybird dropped down, in a suit identical to Ladybug’s, she couldn’t help but grimace at the akuma. “What the FUCK is that color scheme?” She yelled at Reflekta.

The pink clad supervillain stared at the fill in superhero. “Who are you and what have you done with Ladybug?”

Ladybird smirked, “I’m Hawkmoth’s downfall. Who are you?”

Reflekta looked down at Ladybird, “I’m-”

“Well I’m cunning, ultra charming Chat Noir.”

Ladybird snorted, “Sure, kitty, keep telling yourself that.”

“Hey,” he squealed. “I’m charming.”

“Sure.” She nodded over towards Reflekta, “Come on. We have an akuma to defeat.”

***

By the time Bridgette was better they’d got definite proof of Hawkmoth’s identify.

“Sorry Adrien,” Marinette cringed as they met on the Eiffel Tower. “It’s definitely him.”

The boy sighed, “We already knew it was. Now we can stop him.”

“Together?” Bridgette asked tentatively.

“Together,” they all echoed.

***

CRASH!

Ladybird crashed through Hawkmoth’s window, Red Hood in her arms with his guns out. While Ladybug and Chat Noir were fighting against Mr. Pigeon again they were weakening the actual enemy.

“Hi Hawky,” she grinned. “Or should I call you Gabe if that’s easier for you?”

“Who are you?” The supervillain demanded, withdrawing the sword from his cane as he spoke.

“I’m the person who replaced Ladybug the day your akuma asked about Ladybug being replaced, and this is Red Ho-” Marinette glanced down at his sword, “What the fuck, that’s hilarious. That’s like one of those pathetic fencing swords.”

Hawkmoth frowned, “It’s a noble sport.”

Jason laughed as he took a few warming shots, each getting closer to the villain’s head. “Sure it is.” None of the shots before had been intended to hit - when Jason aimed towards the villain’s left leg, he gracefully moved out the way just in time and brought his surprisingly sharp baby sword down on Jason’s arm with a carve to his arch. Blood dripped from Jason’s arm to the floor.

It was all Marinette and her super hearing could hear. Drip, drip, drip. Drip, drip. Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip. Drip. Drip, drip, drip. Although she theoretically knew that Jason had endured much worse, hell he’d even died, that didn't stop her from worrying about him.

Ladybird's eyes glowed red as she glared at him. She desperately wanted to ‘accidentally’ burn some of his face as she delayed for time to give the final duo of their group of four a chance to arrive. “Give me one good reason as to why I shouldn’t burn your face off right now,” she demanded.

“Because if you kill me all the bombs I have set up in here will go off killing you too,” he informed them with a look of great pride in his face.

Jason snorted, “Been there, done that. Minus ten out of ten, would not recommend dying.”

Marinette ignored her boyfriend’s terrible sense of humour and smirked, “We got Adrien to disable those ages ago. He was more than happy to comply.”

“He wouldn’t do that. He wouldn’t betray me like that.”

“Actually,” Chat Noir started as he and Ladybug descended from the elevator, “I would definitely betray you.”

“You? What?” Hawkmoth asked, clearly rather confused and frozen in shock. “Adrien?”

“That’s me,” the cat dressed superhero replied as he landed right in front of his father. “I’ll be taking those, thank you very much,” he said as he snatched the remaining miraculous from the man in front.

“For something I’ve been waiting for the past couple of years, that was rather anticlimactic,” Ladybug stated with a hint of laughter, enriching her voice.

“Speak for yourself,” Jason huffed with a slight grin on his face. “But a little healing cure would be rather nice around now. Don’t you think?”

“Course,” Bridgette replied unsteadily as she threw her lucky charm into the air. “Miraculous Ladybug!”

***

Five months. It had been five months since Hawkmoth had been defeated and sent to jail. It had been five months since villains had stopped terrorising Paris on a near daily basis. It had been five months since Bridgette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Lahiffe (formerly Agreste) had said goodbye as their friends flowed red and were transported back to their own dimension.

Although Adrien hadn’t formerly been allowed to read comics, he and his girlfriend Bridgette had been binge reading all the DC comics together. The Red Hood or Ladybird issues were their favourites. But it wasn’t until the latest Ladybird comic came out that they had spotted a small Easter Egg in the background. At the end of the issue Red Hood and Ladybird had clearly retired to their apartment after stopping one of the Joker’s more nefarious plots and they were watching TV.

Or more specifically, they were watching a TV show about Bridgette and Adrien (more Ladybug and Chat Noir but who cares). As they saw themselves in the image, the couple couldn’t help but smile. Their friends remembered them.

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