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Jasonette but it’s “we forgot to do laundry so we either ”

A) wear something random that was just sitting in their closet

Or B) go around in your birthday suit cause who cares

They both look so done lol

(Also plz don’t say anything about the anatomy I swear I tried :’))

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Sibling daminette au where older sister mari tries to even out all the mindset Talia put on Damian where he’s better than everyone in the league by teaching him from right to wrong (or something idk-) so he becomes more gremlin child than murdery gremlin child

The first meeting with batdad lol

Bonus: gremlin goes for sister’s hair

( yes I know I haven’t posted in a while and I’m sorry, I don’t have an excuse other than the fact that I am lazy when it comes to drawing fan art 😅)

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Some sketches because ehh

The daminette ship I wish i could see more of-

2. And what I think a ladybug and poison ivy interaction would look like

Alright no angst (for now) ;)

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Angst that I just came up with while having a crying session

So I was thinking of Marinette and how she is like a mom to the bat boys and makes plushies for them as like a welcome to the family gift and that got me thinking

So when Jason was adopted into the family, Marinette made him a little plush toy to make him feel happy and welcomed

She would also make up stories about the plush when putting Jason to bed, and although he felt that he was too big for being coddled, he really enjoyed the effort she made to make him feel safe and happy

Now cut to the time that he gets killed by the joker and after the funeral, Marinette is still in a state of denial. There is just no way that her little spit fire is just — gone…

She has basically locked herself in jay’s room looking at the plush and waiting for Jason to just walk in like nothing happened and they would start making up their nightly story making again.

And yet that day never comes no matter how much she cries and begs for her boy to come back, to let her hug him one more time while he complains about her crushing him

So the only thing she can do is hug the plush and imagine that it’s Jason in her arms

(Now I made myself cry again… but I have no regrets)

This is hella short since I just thought of it and I don’t know where to go from here. (；・∀・)

Also a doodle since I felt like it :’)

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After months of not going on tumblr I figured that I can just get on and have a grand old time reading some new maribat works. BUT I WASN’T READY FOR THE FIRST THING I READ TO PUNCH ME IN THE KNEE WITH FEELS!!! But in all seriousness I really liked how it was written and wanted to do a little doodle for it :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Taglist: @theatreandcomicfreak @damianette-is-life @toodaloo-kangaroo @elijahcrevan @vixen-uchiha @nathleigh @startouchedqueen1318 

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AO3

“Happy birthday to you. Happy-“ Marinette choked up, holding in a wail, bringing the infant in her arms closer to her chest.

She knew that no matter how many times she would sing it, that it would not make up for the ones that she will miss…

The baby in her arms wriggled closer to her bosom, his black tuft of hair disheveled from the movement.

The rising and falling of his chest reminded Marinette that the baby had been in deep slumber for quite some time and yet…

Marinette continued to sing “Happy Birthday” to the infant, tear trails staining her cheeks. She reached to scratch her throat, only to scold herself that the irritation was coming from inside her throat.

Scratching it won’t do anything to help the dryness.

Marinette was snapped from her thoughts when she heard the baby coo upon seeing her, a Marinette’s heart twisting at the sight of his shining emerald eyes.

Oh how small he was.

He wouldn’t remember her one bit after tonight.

He was barely a year old…he would definitely not remember her…not one bit…

She brought him closer to her, sobs finally escaping her lips.

“I’m sorry Damian. Grow to be a strong and happy child…okay, baobei?”

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“Father. Who used to sing me Happy Birthday to sleep when I was younger?” Damian asked out of the blue during dinner, causing Bruce to freeze.

That caused everyone to stop eating, wondering what exactly was it that caused their father to act that way.

“Why…why do you ask?” Bruce hesitantly asked.

“I’m…not sure how to explain it but…I… miss their voice. It was…very soothing…and gentle…”

That made Bruce drop his fork, staring at his youngest with wide eyes.

He…Damian…

How…

How did he remember her? Or rather…

He actually remembered his- oh no…

How…

How was he supposed to tell his son about a woman who took her life to protect him?

A woman who also happened to be his mother?

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Underrated Creators

Here are your picks for creators who just don't have enough clout!

Who is the most underrated author?

Crazyjc ao3

@stackofrandomstuff ao3

@alixanonymous ao3

sunshine_and_symphonies ao3

@scribble-blog ao3

@savagenutella46 ao3

@douxapricus ao3

@batsandbugs ao3

@lunarianillusion ao3

@flapdoodle-noodle ao3

Who is the most underrated artist?

@kitsunebell

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@thegreysman

@finn-cipher

@adrianyx99

Red - no tumblr found

Orange - no ao3 with name

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I thought of this while I was spacing out listening to 10 hours of Minecraft music and I thought it was funny

If you want a more detailed explanation of what this is you can read my hc here: shameless plug

But if you don’t feel like reading angst, the short version is that marinette gets side effects after using the ladybug miraculous for so long and can basically heal/regenerate her wounds. So she can literally rip her limbs off and grow new ones or reattach them.

Thus the creation of whatever this is :/ (Click for better quality)

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Angst I came up with cause I hate my self

Tw: slight mentions of su*cide

So I’ve been thinking about how in most maribat fics that the miraculous cure is able to fix anything including deaths, and that got me thinking about if it’s possible for it to have side effects

Like since marinette has had the miraculous for so long and has probably died a few times during battle (being brought back by another miraculous holder using the ladybug to bring her back or viperion)

So what if the side effect of being brought back from the dead so many times causes the holder to be able to self heal/regenerate wounds (imagine how you found out you had this ability it could really cool or really sad)

Now back to story line, so... Marinette is hella depressed and stressed 24/7 cause of her class, hero work and all the other bull that happens to her and she’s desperate to just stop it but scared to ask for help in fear of being a burden

So she tries to end it, only it didn’t work... so she tries again...and again...and again....and...again

Nothing works, she has tried many different ways to end herself but nothing. Her attempts became brutal after each one until Marinette finally sees her wounds start to heal themselves

So she’s confused on why that is and how it’s possible so she asks tikki about it (not telling her about the attempts, making and excuse of accidentally pricking her finger while sewing and seeing the wound heal)

So tikki says “well since you have wielded my miraculous and have been brought back to life by them multiple times by it, it’s possible that the miraculous cure has left a lasting effect on you”

So Marinette doesn’t know how to feel about this new information or how to deal with it so she figures that if she finally takes down hawkmoth and puts the Kwamis to rest, then maybe it will get rid of the self healing effect she has

So she contacts the JL or batfam and asks them to help her defeat hawkmoth or figure out his identity

So we skip a few months later to hawkmoth being defeated and at that point the batfam care for Marinette and see her as another member of the family and the same could be said of Marinette but at that point her mental health is worst (she was able to hide it really well from the other cause of needed to control her emotions so hawkmoth can’t get her)

So once she’s collected all the miraculouses (could also have Adrien salt to make it hurt more 🙃) and has put them to rest finally, she goes and attempts again....only for the same thing to happen

As she watched her wounds heal, she just feels a great sense of despair wash over her. And after bottling up all the pain dealing with everything she just breaks down

The batfam being alerted to Marinette’s crying go to see what’s wrong and come across her on the bathroom floor (she has her own room from spending so much time with them) holding a sharp object with blood on her clothes and on the floor

So they try to calm her down and look for any injuries but can’t find any so they’re really confused on what happened

After she’s calmed down enough to tell the what’s wrong they’re shocked at not only all the bull she had to go through, but on how this little girl with so much hope in her eyes the first time they met her could be so broken

So they do anything to try to help her get through with her pain (trusted therapists, family bonding, etc...)

I originally planned this to be a platonic relationship it you could decide for a ship if you want (it’s 1am rn so sorry if this seems rushed or poorly written, I don’t write stories I just had to write this down before I forget)

If you want to add anything to this or whatever feel free! If I got anything wrong feel free to tell me cause I know jack about the Batman lore so a lot of it is very ooc (hope I’m using that term right)

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Has there been any goddess x mortal maribat stories yet?

Cause I’ve had this idea for a while now and idk if it’s a thing yet or not but I’m just gonna write out my hc now in case I forget (btw I’m going kinda angsty with this)

So I have this idea where marinette was sorta abandoned by the other gods for being the goddess of shadows/darkness?? Idk just blame Lila b/c she makes it seem like she’s evil for what she is/ represents

So marinette is just wondering around the mortal realm when she stumbles upon a human (going with daminette w/ this but you can use any ship if I’m being honest)

So she finds Damian also walking around cause he was also abandoned by his family (being wrongly accused of a crime or not bonding with the batfam cause of league background)

So they see each other and kinda comfort each other about being left behind or sorta bond because they can never really fit in

So they meet up with each other daily and basically go from friend to lovers

After a while marinette’s friends and Damian’s family find out what they’re doing (which is forbidden if you want I didn’t really think this far ahead)

So then trouble for the two happens that I can’t really think of because I’ve already lost my train of thought

If anybody wants to add anything feel free cause I’m curious to what you want to add to this idea I came up with at 2am while listening to a villain playlist I found :)

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Dickinette doodles I made cause I needed to feel soft🥰

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Might as well draw some timari before the month ends :D

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Had to do it to em 👉👈

Yet Another Scenario for Your Consideration:

Mari cosplaying Wonder Woman after finding out that Jason thinks she's cool in order to impress him

It works

counter offer: mari cosplays wonder woman/designs a fashion line inspired by wonder woman because its like, international women's day or wonder woman appreciation week or something

and Jason is unprepared for mari emulating his hero/childhood crush and reacts accordingly

she absolutely used this knowledge against him

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The Fallen

Timothy Drake-Wayne. Wayne Enterprise's current co-ceo, tech genius and somehow Red Robin. Also currently sprawled across his mess of a bed, half asleep with a half finished coffee cup loosely held in one hand.

Guess he’d just have to add “Professional disaster in life” to his list of oh-so great achievements.

He could have become a doctor, Alfred would've said.

But it was too late now. It was to be left in the past, he’d become too old and-

Knock, knock, said the door.

“Master Timothy.”

He snuggled deeper into his blankets and gave of a noise of acknowledgment to give away his presence.

“I’m sure your blankets wouldn't despise you if you left for having breakfast.”

He groaned. “Maybe you're sure, but I'm not.” He mumbled bitterly, not one to dare speak against their family's only string of sanity.

He rolled his blanket over him and reluctantly slugged to the door in his best work style. Pretty impressive if you asked him.

Alfred opened the door having already guessed what he'd decided to do, he supposed. Alfred's lips twitched, trying not to break into a smile, he suspected.

Tim grinned. “Anything I can do for you, dearest Alfred?”

Alfred tilted his head downwards to look him in the eye, now no longer hiding a small smile. “Maybe wake up Miss Marinette as a favor to me, Master Timothy.”

Oh. Oh. Oho.

What exciting news.

“Anything for you Alfred.” Alfred's smile now turned into a sharp smirk.

“Even not skipping your breakfast?”

He averted his eyes. “I think beans snores are getting louder. I'd better wake her up soon.”

Tim didn't let Alfred speak another word, instead, rolling forward, forcing Alfred to take a step back.

And then he heard the snores. The one of a kind, Marinette only snores. And he jusy knew the door near him led to Marinette's. He grinned, maybe a bit more manically than he should've but never mind that now.

He pushed against her door and rolled his way in.

He took a deep breath.

“BEANIE.”

No response. He should've known.

“Adrien Agreste is waiting for you outside.”

She stirred. Aha! He had her all figured out, didn't he?

“He's in Paris, you coffee addict.” Her speech was slurred by sleep, and she showed no more signs of waking.

He rolled his eyes. “Look who's speaking.”

No response. Typical.

“I’m going to jump on you and make sure you feel all the weight of this ‘coffee addict’.”

“You can't do that wrapped in blankets.” She growled, snuggling into her blankets as if that would make him go away.

He didn't say anything. No, he couldn't say anything. Not when he was angling himself in the right direction for him to fall on her without messing his comfortable position.

Thump.

Marinette wheezed.

“Get.” She gasped. “Off.”

“What was that?” He asked like the innocent bastard he was, “You sound a little put of breath there, beanie.”

“You're not even that heavy.”

He pressed down harder. “What was that?”

“Why, you little-”

“I’m trying to sleep, you babies- oh. Oh. Oho.” They turned slowly to look at a smiling-too-much-right-now Jason.

And it wasn't surprising when the both of them were in sync as they said:

“Oh fuck.”

Jason's grin only widened at the declaration as he took a leap towards the two pour souls.

Now it was both him and beanie gasping for air. Not as fun to be on the receiving side.

“Jason, if I die, I will come back to haunt you.” Beanie grumbled, although it was barely comprehensible.

Jason pressed his weight on us harder. “Another thing crossed off my bucket list then, little pixie.”

“Jay, please spare me, you've already tried killing me enough times!” He was barely comprehensible too but it didn't matter. Not if we wanted to get out of this alive.

What was next? Someone else coming in and doing the same thing and the cycle never ending?

“I come to the mansion for one peaceful day and you ruin it first thing in the morn- oh.” He jinxed it. Oh boy. He jinxed it, didn't he? Why else would Dick show up right on sync with his thoughts?

“Oh. Oho.”

“DICK, NO-”

‘Twas too late.

Now it was three of them wheezing and coughing and gasping for air.

“Did you have to make three back flips as you came?” Jason asked for them both, being the only one with the energy to speak now.

“I'm a bat!” If he had to guess, Dick was grinning too much. “Of course I did!”

“What's with all this ruck-oh. Oh. Oho.”

“Please not again.” Nette pleaded weakly.

-2 minutes of instant karma later-

“This is all Tim’s fault.”

At this point he can't even guess who said it, but weak noises of agreements filled the room.

“It is,” He took another deep breath, “not my fault that-” Another hard breath, “-that all of you decided to stack up on us.”

“Well,” said Stephanie from the top (the lucky bat), “You're the only one agreeing to that here.”

“You can't blame me,” he snapped as best as he could with the limited breath, “For eight other people joining the stack. That's all on yourselves!”

The others above him- if he remembered correctly, Jason first, then Dick, Titus, Damian, Duke, Aunt Kate (Don't ask), Cass and Steph at the the top, all gave their own noisy protests.

“What's with all the screaming-?” Bruce's gruff voice came. “Oh.”

“Bruce, please, for once, don't.”

“Oh.”

“BRUCE.”

“Oho.”

“Maybe if we call him dad, he won't- OOF.” There went the rest of Stephanie's sentence. It'll be the only thing that'll be missed.

Marinette, poor Marinette, groaned from under. “All of you will wake up tomorrow with the worst morning and I'll make sure you do.”

And they did. All of them did. If the screams that erupted the next morning were anything to go by, of course.

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Happy New Year-

Jskdjdkskdkskskdksk, I may have vanished for a while *cough*months*cough* and will probably go vanishing for a little more while *cough*more months *cough*, but! For! Good! Reason!

Or maybe not but let's no go there-

This school year be kinda important academic wise so I be dedicating more time for that.

Ehe. Have this lil thing as a bye bye gift for now-

Wish y'all a better 2021 ٩(๑^w^๑)۶

Toodles (´∀｀)♡

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Marinette’s Family Court Circus

I got this idea from a post @unmaskedagain and decided to put my own little spin to it. It’s a bit sad and does have my usual Lila-Salt spin, but I really loved writing this. Warm-Fuzzies and please enjoy!!

The day of her greatest triumph was also her greatest tragedy. Hawkmoth had finally been defeated, the butterfly and peacock miraculous back in the miracle box where they belonged, and Paris was finally safe. 

However, when Gabriel Agreste was revealed to be the magical terrorist and his assistant, Nathalie, his accomplice, Adrien had been devastated. When the Paris police sought to find out the extent of Adrien’s involvement, he had no choice but to reveal in a private interrogation room with only the mayor, Officer Roger, the chief of police, and Ladybug herself, his identity as Chat Noir. After which, Adrien said a tearful goodbye to Plagg and surrendered the ring of destruction to Ladybug. A press conference was held within an hour, absolving Adrien of any crimes in relation to his father, and his bodyguard would also be absolved four days later.

That night, after Ladybug had returned home and tearfully placed the ring, broch, and pin back in the miracle box; her parents and Grandma Gina had told her that they were going out to dinner to celebrate; Gina had even rented a car so they wouldn’t need to walk or take the subway. How Marinette wished that they had just gotten on the subway.

She woke up the following afternoon in the hospital. Apparently, her family weren’t the only people celebrating Hawkmoth’s defeat, and a car load of university students had celebrated too hard and T-boned their car while running a light. The doctors told her that her grandmother and father had died on impact and her mother passed away during surgery. Marinette had been extremely lucky to survive without any life threatening injuries; a broken leg, arm, collar bone, two cracked ribs, and a few lacerations across her body. 

She was hardly paying attention to what the doctors were saying. Too shocked by the whole situation. There was no Miraculous Cure that could fix this. In the span of a single day, she had defeated her enemy, saved Paris, lost her partner, lost her grandmother, and her parents. She was alone.

When her family’s lawyer, M. Contere came to talk about custody, it was revealed that her grandmother was supposed to take custody in the event of her parents’ deaths. Her grandfather would have been the next logical choice, but he had recently suffered a stroke and had been placed in a nursing home. This left the lawyer scrambling to find someone to take the girl or risk having her surrendered to the city of Paris.

Going through the Dupain-Chengs’ contact list, M. Contere made phone calls to numbers listed as family friends or emergency contacts. There were three that particularly stood out to him, all listed under the title of ‘uncle’. 

The first was to an ‘Uncle J’; a woman answered the phone, introducing herself as Penny. When Contere told her it had to do with the Dupain-Chengs, the phone was handed to a man with a distinctly British accent. He sounded devastated to hear that Tom, Sabine, and Gina had all passed away before going into a panic and asking if Marinette was alright, showing absolute relief that she had survived the crash. When Contere mentioned the custody hearing, the man practically demanded to know the date, time, and place before promising that he would be there.

The second contact that stood out was labeled as ‘Uncle Tony’. That call was answered by an assistant named Jarvis before transferring the call to Tony. Again, Contere could hear the surprise and hurt at hearing that his friends had passed away before asking if Marinette had been in the car. When told that she had survived, there was relief and he mentioned that Peter would have probably cried for a week if he’d lost his childhood friend. Tony then offered to take custody of Marinette and Contere quickly told him the details.

Although M. Contere was relieved that at least two family friends/possible relatives seemed more than willing to take Marinette, he knew how fickle and difficult the courts could be and wanted as many options as possible for the girl, which led to the third contact labeled ‘Uncle Bruce’. 

The phone was answered by an older sounding gentleman named Alfred before transferring the call. Contere could hear multiple voices in the background, most sounding like young men, and when he told Bruce about the passing of Tom, Sabine, and Gina; it went very quiet for a moment before all the voices began speaking at once demanding to know what happened, who was responsible, and if Marinette was okay. M.Contere answered the questions that he could and told them that Marinette was in need of a legal guardian. Bruce said Gina had been a great friend and mentor to him when he was younger and that he would be honored to care for her granddaughter. So he told him the details of the court hearing with the promise that he would make sure that Marinette was taken care of until then.

After hanging up, M. Contere had a strange feeling that he couldn’t shake. A feeling that told him that those three ‘Uncles’ were either going to make his job of getting Marinette into a stable home a lot easier… or it would be a total nightmare.

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The day of the hearing was a Monday and Marinette’s case was the first on the docket, which was a relief. If things went smoothly, she could be placed with one of her respective uncles by the end of the week and be taken care of. When the two of them stepped into the room, with Marinette rolling beside him in her wheelchair, M. Contere was surprised to see multiple familiar faces in the courtroom that he had not expected. Jagged Stone, Bruce Wayne, and Tony Stark were glaring, arguing, and puffing out their chests at each other; ignoring everyone else in the room. He also noticed how each man seemed to have an entire team of lawyers backing them up.

The tension and glaring match only broke when the two women; Pepper Potts and Penny Rolling, and the four Wayne boys; Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damien, noticed Marinette’s arrival. 

“Marinette, sweetie, how are you feeling?” Penny asked as she walked away from Jagged to kneel beside Marinette’s wheelchair.

“Been better, but I’m glad to see some familiar faces,” she said with a weak smile.

Pepper leaned over a bit to give the girl a gentle hug while minding her injuries. “We’re here for you, Mari. No matter what.”

Then the four boys were almost surrounding her, offering to hunt down the people that took away their family and pile so many lawsuits on them that they’ll die of papercuts. This made her chuckle and grimace a bit from the pain, telling the boys that was sweet but unnecessary.

Jagged, Bruce, and Tony immediately put their argument on hold as they hurried over to check on the girl as well. Contere found it to be a good sign that Marinette seemed familiar with the three men, that they all asked how she was and if she wanted anything, as well as promising that they would take care of her. That last one, the three said at the same time and got them glaring at each other again. This caused Contere to sweat and Marinette to give her head a resigned shake.

What followed would probably go down as the most intense, well argued, and most headache-inducing case in the history of the Paris Family Court System with all three men vying for custody of the teenage girl. 

Being able to provide financial stability wasn’t a concern as Jagged Stone was currently the most successful rockstar in Europe, Asia, Australia, and the Americas; while Tony Stark and Bruce Wayne were two of the wealthiest businessmen in the entire world. All three even offered to completely cover Marinette’s tuition to any school she wanted, so long as she was accepted.

Her safety turned out to be a large factor with all three men, and they were willing to hire their own private security to make sure that she stayed safe at all times. However, the three men also argued how the others lived in unsafe environments. 

Jagged mostly lived in tour buses and out of hotels, which was a factor; but he was willing to call off his tours during the school year and only go on tour during school breaks so Marinette would never be without her guardian. Penny was also willing to help Jagged at every turn, stating that she loved Marinette like a niece and would make sure that she had a strong female role model in her life as well.

Tony’s reputation as a playboy and his identity as Iron Man brought up the possibility of attracting a dangerous element. He argued that his homes were equipped with the most advanced security systems on the planet. As well as being friends with an actual “God-Alien”, who had met Marinette and liked her a great deal. Tony was also willing to make Marinette her own personal Iron Suit that would be programmed to protect and fly her to a safe location at the first sign of danger. Pepper also offered to share custody as she already took care of Tony’s daily life as his assistant, taking care of Marinette would be easy and she was looking forward to having her around.

Bruce’s residence in Gotham, the most crime ridden city in North America, was a big factor. Bruce made a point that he already had experience as a guardian of his three adopted sons and his biological son, and they were kept safe. That he also had a top of the line security system at his home, which was located outside of city limits. Dick, Jason, and Tim also commented that they thought of Marinette like a little sister and that Wayne Enterprises had locations all over the world. If the judge decided that Gotham was too dangerous, one of them would gladly take up residency in a city that the judge approved and would stay there to watch over Marinette while still working and providing for her.

After two hours of listening to the back and forth of the three men and their lawyers, the judge decided that he’d heard enough for the day and set the next meeting for the following Thursday after lunch. He also recommended that the men bring proof that they have the mental capability of caring for a teenage girl, lists of schools near their homes to show that she will continue her education, and character witnesses, if available. 

The three men wanted to take Marinette out to get something to eat after the court was adjourned, but M. Contere was forced to tell them that it would not be appropriate during the legal proceedings. He also recommended that they follow the judge’s instructions and make sure that they had everything needed, otherwise they would likely not qualify. Hearing that got all three men, their assistants, family, and lawyers moving at top speeds to get everything they needed for court in a few days. 

Once they were out of sight, the lawyer couldn’t help but let out a stress induced sigh as he raised one hand to pinch the bridge of his nose. This custody battle had the potential to turn into a total circus, and although it could do great things for his career in the long run, he was more worried about how this would affect Marinette. 

Speaking of, he was brought from his thoughts when he felt her small hand gently pat the hand that was holding his briefcase. When he looked down at her, she gave him a kind, though slightly amused smile. “You had no idea about the can of worms you were opening when you made those phone calls, did you?”

He couldn’t help but chuckle. “How was I supposed to know that Uncle J, Uncle Tony, and Uncle Bruce would turn out to be three of the most influential men in the world? How does your family even know all of them?”

“Uncle Bruce was raised by the family butler, Alfred Pennyworth, after his parents died. Grandma Gina and Alfred were best friends when they were younger. After the Waynes died, Gina would go check on them in Gotham, she liked to brag that she helped get Bruce back out of his shell. Uncle Tony knew my parents back in university, he was a lot younger and smarter than the other students and you can guess that didn’t go over well with some of them. My parents looked out for him and they became friends, and even after he got busy when he took over the company, he always made time to be there for the big moments in our lives; my parents’ wedding, their baby shower, and when I was born. I’ve actually spent a few summers in Gotham and New York visiting them.”

“And Jagged Stone?”

“He’s the most recent of my honorary uncles. I’m his personal designer, but he got unofficially adopted into my family after the tv show that took place in my parents’ bakery. Uncle Jagged made a bread guitar and sang rock songs with my dad. Once the show was over, Mom invited him and Penny to stay for dinner. During the course of the night, Dad claimed him as a new little brother. Jagged was so happy that he started calling my parents big brother and big sister, and started calling me his niece. Since then, he’s come over at least once a month to just relax and be a family with us.”

M. Contere couldn’t help but smile at that. From the sound of it and what he had seen, all three men truly cared about this girl and were willing to bend over backwards for her. That was a good thing, but he still worried that a custody battle between these three men could go for a long time and possibly cause mental distress for Marinette. Although the final decision was ultimately up to the judge, he was allowed to make recommendations if they were in the best interests of the child. 

With that in mind, he knelt down beside Marinette. “You know the three of them and what they’re living situations are like better than I do. And even though you’re not 15 years old yet, I could petition the judge to factor your opinion. Which of them would you like to have guardian status?”

When Marinette gave him a knowing smile, he just knew that things might get more complicated.

~oOo~

It got a lot more complicated.

The media had caught wind of the custody battle, causing a giant crowd of paparazzi to stake out the courthouse to catch a glimpse of the rockstar, billionaire, and the self proclaimed “genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist” who was also a superhero. To their credit, the three only said that they were devastated by the loss of the Dupain-Chengs and wanted to do what was best for Marinette and left all the other questions at the door.

In the courtroom; all three men, as well as their assistants and Bruce’s boys, had done mental evaluations that their lawyers submitted to the judge. They also provided lists of different schools that Marinette was free to choose from; including public schools, private, and even schools that specialized in fashion. But the absolute kicker was the character witnesses.

Jagged Stone had brought other music stars, movie stars, and production mega stars that made Contere wonder for a moment if he’d accidentally walked into an award ceremony. Tony Stark had brought the Avengers, The Avengers, as his character witnesses. Contere wasn’t too proud to admit that he was a bit starstruck when Thor himself came over to great Marinette and complimented her on her ‘battle scars’, saying that they were a testament to her strength. If that wasn’t enough, Bruce brought multiple members of the Billionaire’s Club as character witnesses, many of whom had been suspected of being members of the Justice League. 

The judge looked just as surprised, though somewhat irritated, by the people crowding his courtroom. He quietly looked over the mental health evaluations that had been provided, as well as the lists of schools; finding that everything was in order and that any of them would have been wonderful guardians to the girl. He was tempted to call another recess and pick this back up the following week until Marinette’s lawyer raised his hand.

“If it would please the court,” the judge motioned for him to continue, “although Mlle. Dupain-Cheng is not yet of legal age to make a final decision on the matter of custody, I felt that she was old enough to state her opinion. We have discussed it over the past few days and I believe we came up with a proposal that will satisfy all parties involved while still being in the best interest of the child.” M. Contere presented the four copies of the proposal to the bailiff, who handed one to the judge, and the three lead lawyers.

The judge read the summary at the top before looking at the lawyer in surprise. “You’re proposing joint custody?”

“Yes, your honor. My client and I feel that due to the influence that these men hold, as you can see by the character witnesses that have come here to speak on their behalf, that this custody hearing could be drawn out for a long time, which could have mental repercussions on Marinette.” Contere didn’t miss the ‘you ain’t kidding’ roll of his eyes, or the looks of shame that the three men shared at the thought of hurting Marinette.

“Keeping that in mind, my client came up with an outline for a possible custody agreement. M. Stark would retain custody during school as he has listed one of the top fashion schools in America, which would further Marinette’s future career. The weekends would be spent with M. Wayne, as Wayne Enterprises has connections to the fashion industry and would be able to give her training to help her successfully run her own business. M. Stone would have custody during summer breaks, so Marinette may continue gaining experience as his personal designer, a position she has held for close to a year and has already earned her recognition in the industry.”

The judge grew quiet again as he contemplated the proposal and read over the details. He didn’t want to deal with these three powerful, and in a lot of ways eccentric, men for the next few months while attempting to figure out the best placement for the child. Nor did he want to deal with the media frenzy that this case had already brought on. If anything, this was likely the best option, if he could get the men to agree to the terms.

“Do you have any objections to this proposal?”

There was a moment of silence as the lawyers continued to look over the proposal and spoke to their clients. Jagged’s lawyer was the first to respond. “No, your honor. M. Stone believes that this would be best for Marinette, but we would like to add a clause that M. Stone be permitted to call and visit Mlle. Dupain-Cheng so long as it does not interfere with her school work.”

“My client would also like that clause added to the proposal, your honor,” said the Wayne lawyer. “As well as the clause that Messieurs Stone and Stark work together with M. Wayne in securing Mlle. Dupain-Cheng’s safety. As previously stated, all three men could be considered high-priority targets and normally require bodyguards. M. Wayne has proposed that any potential bodyguard be vetted and approved by all parties involved before being hired.”

The judge looked to Stark’s lawyer. “And do you have any stipulations you would want to see added to the proposal?”

“Only that there be an open line of communication between Messieurs Stone, Wayne, and Stark at all times in reference to Mlle. Dupain-Cheng’s well being and any possible travel. As all three men are known to travel the world for business; there will be occasions for the child to travel as well. When this occurs, the other guardians should receive notice of the country, city, and address that she resides; so, in case of an emergency, they will be able to be present to assist and protect her.”

“My client has no objections to these clauses,” said Jagged’s lawyer.

“And you, M. Wayne?”

The Wayne lawyer nodded. “The clauses are more than reasonable and are in the best interest of Mlle. Dupain-Cheng. Although I only speak for my client, I do not believe that I would be out of line to say that is the main focus of Messieurs Stone and Stark as well.”

The lawyers hid their relief when the judge nodded in agreement. “As the proposal was presented by the child and the three of you are in agreement, I’m scheduling a meeting in my chambers for next Tuesday to go over the finer details of the custodial agreement. I will allow your clients and one lawyer each to attend; this includes you and your client, M. Contere.”

“Yes, your honor.”

“And as for you, Mlle. Dupain-Cheng,” Marinette’s head snapped up to meet the judge’s gaze. “It seems that you have gained three extremely powerful, influential, and in many ways crazy guardians. I don’t know if I should congratulate you or give you my sympathies. What I will do is wish you the best of luck and hope that you are prepared for the future. Court is adjourned.”

There was a hum of surprise and joy that spread through the courtroom as Jagged, Bruce, and Tony stepped up to each other and shook hands before approaching Marinette and M. Contere. 

“Of course, my niece would come up with a way to keep everyone happy, she’s so rock n’ roll that way.” Jagged beamed with pride as Tony and Bruce nodded in agreement.

“Would it be alright if all of us went to dinner to celebrate,” Bruce asked Contere, indicating the ‘all’ to be himself and his boys, Jagged and Penny, and Tony and Pepper; along with Marinette and Contere.

“So long as there’s no discussion of custody and everyone stays civil, I don’t see any harm in it.”

Everyone smiled in agreement while Pepper mentioned that she’d just finished making reservations for all eleven of them at a nice restaurant that had the best view of the Eiffel Tower.

As the others began filing out of the courtroom, Marinette patted his hand and gave him a sympathetic look. “You just opened your second can.”

M. Contere wasn’t sure about what she’d meant until after the meal was over and the waitress brought the check, and then watched as the three billionaires fought over it. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he only hoped that this would all be over on Tuesday and he could go back to his normal, boring cases.

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I knew I was going to crack eventually 🙃