#marvel x mlb

[jayphoenic]

Marvel x MLB x DC Crossovers Prompts/Fics Recommendaitons

// Day 9 // Marvel Crossover // by @chloe-bourgeois-is-big-gay

Ladybug groaned, “Who attacks a convention full of superheroes?! That’s asking to get beat up!”

Red Robin agreed, “I know! Who are they fooling?”

Chat and Spider-man exchanged a look, “Continue your flirting after the attack, maybe? Just a thought.”

“We’re not flirting!”

Spider Vs Bird by @unmaskedagain

The two boys eyed each other.

Marinette looked confused, “Damian I told you about Peter, right? I talked about him all the time. And the same for Damian, Peter.”

“You didn’t mention he was Peter Stark,” Damian stated.

“Peter Stark-Rogers,” Peter corrected. “And you’re Damian Wayne.”

Spider V Bat by @cornholio4

“You can do so much better than the stupid insect here; trust me when I say Parker is not your time!” Damian said coldly and this caused everyone to pause. Did Damian know Peter already?

“I can understand liking Marinette but she is my girlfriend so you can please back off.” Peter said protectively having heard of Marinette’s encounter with Damian before from her in the emails and video chats they had.

They Answered by @sturchling

This doesn't actually have a title

Batman fumed at seeing the other group of heroes allowed to be in the city while they were being forced out. “Why are we not allowed here, but they are!? They aren’t local heroes.” The girl in a Ladybug themed costume stepped forward through the crowd, “They get to be here because they actually answered our call for help and were instrumental in the defeat of Hawkmoth. They arrived before the ban, followed my team’s lead, and respected the wishes of my team as well as the city. They proved to be good allies. You and your group on the other hand, ignored and denied our requests and now want to come in and do damage control. Now you leave, or we will make you.”

[stars-obsession-pit]

Danny Phantom crossover setup idea

Danny has figured out a way to create portals to and from the Ghost Zone at will. He’s still not perfect at it, but he’s capable enough to use it to attempt to flee the GIW during an encounter.

However, it turns out their scientists had invented a device to briefly replicate portals, allowing their agents to keep pursuing any ghosts that try to teport away.

Thus began a chaotic chase between them, weaving into and out of the Zone with every jump. As things wear on, the locations Danny’s portals connect to get less and less accurate, spitting him out in increasingly random locations across the glove.

And, eventually, into other universes…

The story could take place in just one setting (kicking off with him collapsing from exhaustion there), or it could be a multicross of continuously scrambling through a bunch of different settings (spending only a relatively short time in each before he moves on)

[dyinggirldied]

a fun thing based on my short post (https://www.tumblr.com/dyinggirldied/747143420904161280/undereage-superheroes-on-the-rise-a-morally-and?source=share)

it's a single newspaper page based on what i imagined it would be. presumedly, there are more info after that but the first page will be something like this.

poor danny will be dragged in as an example of what underage vigilante can do to you (cough* dead *cough), almost a propaganda until danny himself comes forwards. but yeah, his 'death' will be used to promote against both underage superheroes and vigilante.

poor peter also but tom holland's scene of him walking while his classmates surrounding and recording him was so memorable so i also put him here though you might notice his coming out is left vague. because canva literally hates me and the text was a jumble mess every time i type and because there isn't much space.

the only ones who gets away relatively are ladybug and chat noir. but you might notice the tidbit with the reddit post which is based on The Growing Pains of Child Soldiers and if you know, you know. marinette is NOT having a good time.

[kashlyn]

So I asked ChatGPT:

"Which of these three is a better crossover to DC's Batfamily and why (with rankings): Danny Phantom, Miraculous Ladybug, or Marvel Cinematic Universe's Spiderman"

and here's their answer, word per word (copy-pasted and all)=

"Crossing over characters into the DC Batfamily involves evaluating how well each character's abilities, personality, and storyline could integrate with the themes and dynamics of Gotham City and the Batfamily. Let's analyze each character:

1. Danny Phantom

Pros:

Theme Compatibility: Danny Phantom's ghost-hunting and supernatural elements can mesh well with Gotham's dark and often eerie atmosphere.

Character Fit: Danny has a strong sense of justice and a personal struggle with dual identities, similar to Batman's struggle as Bruce Wayne and Batman.

Skills and Abilities: Danny's ghost powers offer unique abilities that can complement the Batfamily's more grounded skill sets.

Cons:

Tone Difference: Danny Phantom has a lighter, more comedic tone compared to the typically dark and serious tone of the Batfamily stories.

2. Miraculous Ladybug (Marinette Dupain-Cheng)

Pros:

Heroic Traits: Marinette is resourceful, strategic, and deeply cares about protecting her city, traits that align well with the Batfamily's values.

Partnership Potential: Ladybug’s teamwork and reliance on her partner, Cat Noir, can translate well into working with the Batfamily.

Skills and Abilities: Her Miraculous powers, such as the Lucky Charm and her agility, could offer unique advantages in combat and problem-solving.

Cons:

Setting and Tone: The bright, optimistic setting of Paris in Miraculous Ladybug might clash with Gotham’s darker, grittier environment.

Youthful Tone: The show’s youthful, sometimes romantic themes might not blend seamlessly with the more mature and intense themes in Batfamily stories.

3. Marvel Cinematic Universe's Spider-Man (Peter Parker)

Pros:

Theme Compatibility: Spider-Man’s street-level crime-fighting and personal struggles resonate well with the Batfamily's narratives.

Character Fit: Peter Parker's intelligence, sense of responsibility, and youthful energy can complement characters like Robin and Batgirl.

Skills and Abilities: Spider-Man’s agility, spider-sense, and web-slinging abilities can add a new dimension to the Batfamily’s crime-fighting techniques.

Cons:

Existing Lore: Integrating a well-established character from the Marvel Universe into the DC Universe could be more complex due to existing fan expectations and lore.

Ranking and Reasoning

Marvel Cinematic Universe's Spider-Man

Reason: Spider-Man’s character traits and abilities align closely with the Batfamily’s dynamics. His themes of responsibility, intelligence, and youthful energy make him a natural fit for collaborations with characters like Robin and Batgirl. Additionally, his crime-fighting style and personal struggles resonate well with Gotham’s themes.

Danny Phantom

Reason: Danny’s dual identity, sense of justice, and supernatural abilities offer a unique blend that can enhance the Batfamily’s operations. While the tone difference is a consideration, his character’s core values and abilities make him a strong contender for integration into the Batfamily.

Miraculous Ladybug

Reason: While Marinette’s resourcefulness and heroism are admirable, the tone and setting of Miraculous Ladybug present a more significant challenge for seamless integration into the darker, more mature world of Gotham. Her abilities and teamwork skills are valuable but might require more adjustments to fit perfectly into the Batfamily’s universe.

In conclusion, Spider-Man ranks highest for his natural thematic and character alignment with the Batfamily, followed by Danny Phantom for his complementary abilities and character traits, and lastly, Miraculous Ladybug, whose tone and setting present the most significant integration challenges."

[ramen8008]

Hello there reader of this post!

I am here to wish you a happy new year!

I hope your year went great and I hope every bit that didn't only goes away this new year 🎊

I love you ALL SO MUCH. Every last one of you! I can't believe I have reached anyone let alone multiple hundreds of people who love the same things I do.

It's surreal and I couldn't be more grateful.

I genuinely hope everyone of you has a great new year and I hope to provide you with some entertainment no matter how small from behind this screen <3

[lunamugetsu]

Respond why in the comments/reblogs.

Reblog to help figure out how many people want to weigh in on this.

[ledalasombra]

My not so normal little sister

Chapter 3: Regrets

Notes:

A little bit of context about what happened mixed with the present.

I hope all of you like it.

……………….........................

Tim stood there for a few minutes in front of the computer, still trying to believe what he was reading. "I have a sister... I have a little sister and she is sick…" he mumbled to himself and that was the only thought going through Tim Drake-Wayne's mind at that moment. He had a 22 year old sister who he didn't know about until 4 hours ago and she was going in for surgery. Tim leaned back in his chair, rubbing his eyes, staring at the screen in front of him with a half-lost gaze, coming to his senses when he heard voices entering the cave. He saved what was still open in his documents, watching Alfred bring Barbara closer to him.

The butler, who was much more of a grandfather than anything else, looked at him intensely, slightly raising his eyebrow, realizing that something was wrong. He didn't comment on the red eyes of the boy in front of him, just walking over and placing his hand on his shoulder.

" Maybe it's better that you don't go out today, Master Tim. I don't think you have the conditions to be part of the activities." Alfred paused briefly, looking again at the boy in front of him "I believe a good night's sleep will help, don't you think?"

"I... " Tim blinked several times, looking at him and sighing heavily. " I'll be in my room if anyone needs me." He didn't take long, getting up from his chair and heading towards the entrance that gave access to the mansion, bumping lightly into Damian as he entered the place.

"Tt. Watch where you walk Drake. This isn't that difficult if you keep your functionality to a minimum." He said as he saw him go up the stairs frowning " What happened to him? He's not in his normal sleep-deprived state…"

"I don't know Master Damian. Maybe he just needs some rest." Alfred says with concern "You should go change, the others will be here in little time."

…………………………

Tim knew what he needed to do. He went straight to his room, sitting on the bed and turning on the computer. He was going to arrange a flight to Paris the next day, but until then, he needed to find out everything he could about his sister as soon as possible. He took out his cell phone, typing her phone number and opened it to send a message.

Unknow number

I'm going to Paris as soon as possible. 

Send me news when you can,

the sooner the better.

Be safe.

Tim

Paris – 7:40 am

Emilie got out of the car and headed straight for the bakery entrance. As soon as she walked in she could see Sabine at the counter finishing up with the customer. She smiled slightly at her friend, sitting at a table a little farther from the entrance, watching her friend from afar. She was happy to be able to have a good friendship with Sabine for the last 3 years, a bond that grew out of the relationship of their children. She still didn't understand why the two ended up, however both decided not to give details of the reason and just move on. The last 3 months were hard to see both of them walk away, even though they still felt something strong for each other. They were suffering, each in their own way and in their own corner.

Emilie watched her friend approach, standing up and hugging her tight as Sabine placed the tray on the table. Emilie could see Sabine's tired look, her worried eyes as the two of them sat in their respective seats. She held her hand, squeezing it lightly, but before she even asked what had happened, her friend started talking.

"I didn't know you had returned from London. How is your sister? I thought you would spend more time there…" Sabine said putting a cup next to Emilie and taking another for herself with some tea.

"Amelie is great and I ended up spending too much time there. Adrien was pretty wrapped up with college and with the two of them over, I thought I'd better return. He's been pretty reclusive for the last month."

"There's not much we can do, unfortunately. They're adults Em, they need to know what to do and if they need us we'll be there to help." She said after drinking some of her tea.

"I know it's just that… " she paused leaving her cup on the table "Am I the only one who sees that the two of them are getting hurt?"

Sabine took a deep breath before answering, but before she even started to speak she heard the bakery door slam, looking in the direction, seeing a young man her daughter's age come running towards her.

"Peter? Why are you here?" She said in surprise, arching her eyebrow.

"Aunt Sabine! Glad I found you here. I wasn't going to leave that stubborn one alone in the hospital and I came to stay with her. Only she refuses for two days to give me any information. I was going straight to the hospital but I thought it was better to stop by to ask your permission."

"Oh my darling." she said smiling " I'm so glad you came, even though I knew she didn't want anyone there…" she said getting up and hugging the boy who was much bigger than her.

"She's almost a sister... I wouldn't leave her alone now…" Peter replied, hugging her tight. In a way Sabine was very reminiscent of his aunt. Not that they were physically similar, but because of their posture and, sometimes, their way of acting and speaking.

"Hospital?" Emilie looked at Sabine without understanding what was happening, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"Marinette will have surgery in 3 hours. She's already in the hospital, Luka just texted me a warning. We were just finishing things around here and we're heading there. It was all very fast since we found out she was sick until they scheduled the surgery...."

"I was at the company yesterday and Adrien told me she was going on vacation?" Emilie looked at Sabine confused, trying to understand how this information didn't reach her. "As I understand it, everyone at the company thinks she’s on vacation…"

"She didn't want to tell anyone there and asked me to avoid telling other people" she said feeling Peter put his arm around the eldest shoulders, in a sign of support  "She's in a difficult process, she said she doesn't want anyone worried anymore with her or for people to stop what they need to do to help her. She's closing down more and more... Peter and Luka are one of the few people she's been talking to." She sighed, lowering her head slightly. "I'm sorry for the lack of manners, Emilie…" she said, hugging the boy from the side "this is Peter Parker, a great friend of Mari, he lives in New York."

Peter extended his hand to greet the woman in front of him "It's a pleasure to meet you ma'am. Mars always speaks with great affection and admiration of you…"

" She told me about you... " Emilie smiled slightly at the boy, still showing a slight confusion and frustration in her face "How did she say... "if it wasn't for him I would be lost in New York until today”. " she smiled slightly at the memory, turning her attention to Sabine "What happened to her?

"Peter, why don't you keep your things in Mari's old room? Tom and I are leaving in a little while to go to the hospital and you're coming with us, okay?" He nodded quickly, heading towards the back of the bakery, greeting Tom quickly and heading towards the apartment at the top.

"She has a brain tumor, found out when she got back from New York a little over a month ago…" Sabine started talking as soon as she sat down again. "The doctors said that the surgery despite being very aggressive has a success rate of almost 100% but that the recovery is expected to be slow." Sabine took a deep breath, drinking a little more of the tea to calm down " it all happened so fast. One day she was fine and the next we were in the hospital after she had a bad headache and passed out. " Sabine started to cry as her friend held her hand to reassure her that she was there to help her. "She didn't want to tell anyone and with all the rush of exams that went on in the last month…"

"Hey, calm down Sabine... It's okay, it's going to be okay! She is a young woman, strong and it is obvious that she will be alright!" Emilie said, looking her friend in the eye "do you want me to go to the hospital with you?"

"No, you don't have to. She didn't want to tell anyone, if there are a lot of people there she'll get agitated" she sighed wiping her tears  "I'll call you to let you know how the procedure went. All going well, the doctor said she should stay a little more than a week in the hospital." Sabine squeezes her friend's hand lightly, getting up and follows. "I need to go, she made me promise that we were going to leave the bakery open with Jonas taking care, because according to her, life can't stop because she's sick."

"Be well and send me news as soon as possible." She said hugging her friend "if you need me let me know! I'll come back later so we can talk better." They said goodbye briefly, with Emilie leaving the bakery and getting in the car heading straight for the company, while Sabine went to organize herself to leave as soon as possible to the hospital.

…………………

Emilie arrived at the company going straight to her son's room. Adrien was one of the directors and, despite not having finished college, he was doing very well at what he did. She glanced at the watch on her wrist and from the time she knew he still hadn't left for his late-morning classes. She knocked lightly on the door before entering, seeing him reading some documents on the computer.

"Adrien, my dear. I didn't see you when you left this morning…" she said as she entered and headed towards the table, sitting in a chair right in front of her son "I just met Sabine." She said putting her bag on the chair next to him, looking at him.

"I didn't know you were going there... How are they? I confess that I haven't been there since Mari and I broke up." - He finished the sentence with a low voice, sighing and turning his attention to her mother. "Did something happen? you usually come back excited from it."

"When was the last time you and Mari talked? Sabine told me she's in the hospital, checked in this morning... Did you know that Mari is sick?"

"What do you mean is Mari sick? What happened to her?" He got up from his chair, heading towards his mother, sitting next to her. He looked at her worriedly, trying to understand what she was talking about "mom, Mari was here in a meeting two days ago, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Marinette is going into surgery in two hours." She said, passing her hand on her son's face "Sabine didn't give me details, but from what I understand it's not very simple. She's going to have a tumor removed…"

Adrien leaned back in his chair, looking at the wall behind his mother not really knowing what to say and what was going on. "We haven't spoken directly in a month or so… she hinted that she didn't want to talk to me at the moment and had been avoiding me for the last few weeks. She didn't tell me anything." He spoke in a devastated voice, running a hand through his hair. "We had an argument when she got back from New York, I said I was sorry, that I wish we... I shouldn't and didn't want to break up with her…"

"Oh Adrien, I'm so sorry... but if you guys talked why…"

"She said you can't forget what was said and, honestly, you can't go back with the words I said. I said things to her when we broke up that she didn't deserve to hear, not after all she's done for me... When we spoke last time she made it very clear that she needed space and time for us to talk again…"

"Do you want to talk about it? We can try …" - She said hugging his son.

"No, I definitely don't want to talk about it." He took a deep breath moving away from Emilie "Do you have news of where and how she is?"

"No honey... Sabine promised me that she would let me know and give me news when the surgery was over. She asked no one to go there, she said her daughter didn't want anyone to know…" She said, rubbing her son's face, removing some tears that had fallen. "It's going to be okay and as soon as I have news I'll pass it on to you. Do you want me to stay here a little longer?"

"Thanks Mom." He took a deep breath "if you want to go, I'll be fine here. I don't think I'm going out today. I highly doubt I'll be able to do anything before I hear from her."

"Alright then I'll go to my office and take the opportunity to get you some tea... ok?"

Adrien just nodded, his eyes fixed on the wall in front of him. He sighed, remembering the day he'd realized the biggest mistake he'd ever made in his life.

Flashback

"MyLady, it's a pleasure as always to see you here…" He smiled in her direction "You've been missing for a long time since we've seen each other, were you still in training with the order?"

"Hello Chatton. My training ended a few months ago, but with the rush of everyday life I didn't have time for night outings" she laughed weakly "I was very immersed in work that was delayed precisely because of training."

"Did something happen? Any specific reason to call me?" He looked at her from afar. She was depressed, lacking the smile that always accompanied and lit up her face. Something must have happened. He watched the woman he loved so much sit on the only sofa in the empty living room, in front of a large window that overlooked a park with the Eiffel Tower in the background. It was the highest floor of the building and the view from the place was beautiful.

"I brought you here to talk to you about something important. A few months ago, Bunnix took me to the future to solve a problem. Not to mention things that could interfere in the future and to give a brief summary, an ancient secret organization called the League of Assassins managed to get hold of some miraculous and it can be said that things got out of control very quickly." she paused looking at him seriously "I need you to avoid going out like Chat Noir as much as possible. I know how important this is to you, but unless we have more information, it's best to keep the Miraculous as hidden as possible."

Chat's eyes widened in surprise at her comment, processing what was said. "Do you think there's any chance they're after us? I remember you commenting on them some time ago…"

"I don't know... But I'm trying to see the options we have. If they go after the Miraculous, the first place they'll look is…"

"Paris!" He completed her sentence sitting on the sofa next to her" especially after the news had become international. "He paused thinking about the matter" As the identities of the other wilders were not disclosed they will have no problems...

"I don't think so either... At the moment only Fluff, Tikki and Plagg are active, I don't think that's a problem." She paused, trying to direct the conversation as best she could. "Adrien, I brought you here because with the training of the order I was able to magically create something similar to the dimension that exists for the Kwamis and I want to try to give you access to it. You will be able to put anything in there, however you will only be able to take it out if it was something you put in. Just like you won't be able to take anyone inside... If you realize you're at risk, you'll be able to access the room from anywhere."

Ladybug stood up walking into the apartment, stopping in front of a door and reciting brief words with her hand on the door handle. When she was done, she opened the door, revealing a place resembling a small library, with books, a small sofa, table, and a chair. She took Chat Noir's hand, placing it over the invisible wall that restricted his passage in the room. After she spoke a few more words, which he couldn't quite make out, his hand went through the invisible barrier, allowing him through the door.

"Uow MyLady .... This is very ... " he looked at the place and was impressed, turning to her "I really appreciate you trusting me like that."

"I trust you for almost everything Adrien… " he turned around quickly "I call this place pocket dimension. The entire apartment is protected with some spells to prevent the place from having any kind of unwanted visitors. The magic placed here was made precisely so that those who are outside see mundane things even though it is discreet and difficult to track…"

Chat Noir looked at her somehow, a little hurt by the words, but he would come back to that question later "Whose apartment is it? How long have you been organizing all this?" He looked at her, seeing her turn towards him.

"I started to think about it when I was finishing my training in order. The apartment is in my name... there's something else I need to talk to you about before we leave. I'm going away on a trip and I don't know when I'll be back. Probably a month from now, or a little longer I think…"

"LB, what happened? You're down…" He said, looking at her intently. Ladybug was always a very energetic person and despite her insecurity when they were younger she always knew what to do and seeing her the way she was made him feel devastated.

She sat in the closest chair, still looking straight ahead "Some personal issues that came up…" Ladybug looked at him pointing to the spot next to her "My boyfriend and I ended our relationship after three years and things are a little complicated. Can you say that I'm still adapting?"

"Relationships are difficult. I know you liked him a lot from the few times we talked, but maybe it was for the better?" he said, sighing "It seems that these last few days have not been very good for either of us. My girlfriend and I broke up too. But if you want to talk, I'm all ears…" He said sitting next to her.

"There's not much to say, we can't change what people feel" she smiled weakly making a brief pause "But why did you break up?"

"Marinette is a wonderful person and I like her a lot, don't get me wrong, it was probably the hardest decision I made. But it didn't make sense to be with her thinking about someone else" he finished the sentence looking directly at her, the hint of his words being perceptible.

Ladybug closed her eyes lightly, letting a tear fall, wiping it away in the same instant he felt it. After a few moments she took a deep breath opening her eyes so she felt calmer. "When I told you that you wouldn't love the person under that mask you never really believed it... You always said you'd recognize me anywhere." he looked at her without understanding, seeing her get up and go towards the door, stopping without even turning to him "eight days ago you broke up with me because I wasn't the person with this mask. I'm sorry I was a little skeptical and emotional about what you just said, but it's a little hard to believe you at the moment.” She spoke without a hint of anger or resentment.

Adrien stood looking at her, not understanding what she was saying, when he finally registered what she had said. He sees all the glamour of the suit fall, the presence of the person in front of him being clear. His expression changed from confusion to desperation in seconds. 

No... It couldn't be. He blinked a few times quickly, when he finally managed to react "Mari… ? No…"

"When you want to get out of here, just put your hand on the doorknob and think about where you want to go. When you open the door, you will be in the exact place you thought, as long as it is empty." she said putting her hand on the doorknob, taking a deep breath without looking at him" See you another time Adrien …"  she opened the door and he could see her room just before she closed the door behind her.

[booksrbetterthanpeople]

Ooh, I bet NathHulk gives MarLoki the BEST hugs.

Marc: Tighter… TIGHTER!

Nathaniel: Rainbow, I don’t-

Marc: I’m the demigod of pure, unbridled chaos! I WANT THIS!

Nathaniel: … Okay. *Hugs him tighter* Tell me if I break something.

Marc: NEVER!

[i-am-a-secret-ssshhh]

I have a DC X MLB prompt: Captain Marvel and MLB characters.

I want the Justice League to be appalled at Marinette and Chat's age, only for Marinette to turn to Captain Marvel and absolutely out him for his age.

I want her to notice he's not actually that old because of the way he talks. (There is a difference between how adults talk and use modern slang versus how younger people, such as teenagers and children talk and use modern slang).

I want him to look at her and be like, "Yep, I feel that."

I want them to bond over the fact that they were both given an obscene amount of magic and responsibility at an age that is far too young to actually have this put on them.

I want him to be immune to Akumas because he has magic invulnerability, making him one of the only outside heroes allowed into Paris without fear of him being Akumatized.

Marinette and Billy bonding over their somewhat irresponsible predecessors. (Shazam the Wizard and Master Fu)

I don't necessarily want him to be in a romantic relationship with any of them, I just think that it would be really cool to see them interact and be friends.

[afanofmanyships]

dc x dp x mlb:

The City’s Yours

My version:

The spirit of Gotham to Danny Fenton(Phantom): “This is just the start of your story

If you got guts you get glory

Anyone can make it even you

In Gotham City

And now's the time you gotta stand tough

'Cause if you work hard you can rise up

Anyone can make it even you

In Gotham City

Look at me I'm just blood pumpin'

You and me are two hearts thumpin'

We are two souls giving the same feed

So take it all

The city's yours

It's worth fighting for

It's all yours

So take it all

The city's yours

It's worth fighting for

It's all mine

It's all yours

In Gotham City

In Gotham City

In Amity Park”

Phantom to the Miraculous Heroes: “So put your gloves on start trainin'

You gotta get wet when it's rainin'

And If you got heart you can make it too

In Amity Park

You see what I see look harder

You know we're the same when we start off

Four walks two heads one heart paired

So take it all

The city's yours

Ask it for more

When you arrange a tour

So take it all

The city's yours

It's worth fighting for

It's all mine

It's all yours

In Amity Park

In Paris”

Guardians of the Miraculous: “So take it all!”

Kid John Constantine: “So take it all?”

Guardians of the Miraculous: “The city's yours!”

Kid John Constantine: “The city's mine?”

Guardians of the Miraculous: “It's worth fighting for!”

Teen John Constantine: “It's worth fighting for?”

Guardians of the Miraculous: “It's all mine!”

Young Adult John Constantine: “It's all mine?”

Master of the House of Mystery: “So take it all!”

Billy Batson: “So take it all!”

Master of the House of Mystery: “The city's yours!”

Shazam of Fawcett City: “The city's mine!”

Master of the House of Mystery: “It's worth fighting for!”

Captain Marvel of the Justice League: “¿It's worth fighting for?”

Master of the House of Mystery: “It's all mine!”

Shazam leader of the Shazam & Marvel Family: “It's all mine!”

John Constantine: “It's all yours~”

Billy Batson the Champion of Magic: “In Fawcett City!”

Master List

[silverwhiteraven]

MariBat: Vote Your Own Fic - A CYOA writing game. - Set-Up, Part One.

Welcome to my self-imposed writing challenge!! Inspired by Polls and Choose Your Own Adventure style storytelling, I've decided to let the masses become the Fates of a new adventure!

We are starting off here with something simple: Narrowing down the possible main characters! Once the main Pairing and their relationship is decided by the next poll, Tropes will be decided! Where will this be taking us? Stay tuned and find out!

Feel free to ask to be added to a tag list and be notified when the next poll is released <3

[dyinggirldied]

Undereage Superheroes On The Rise: A Morally and Ethically Cause of Concern?

It's supposed to be another clickbait news but it comes at the time when the existence of ghost was recently proved factual at a small town in Illinois along witha its dead teenage superhero, when the heroes of Paris and by large France accidentally revealed they weren't adults at all, not even close, when Spiderman was unmasked to be 16-year-old Peter Parker, when the Young Justice was wounded in a large scale attack.

Most of the people involved and not involved are not having fun.

(This is inspired by the Miraculous fanfic The Growing Pains of Child Soldiers by BloodWolf13, a fic which I recommend you read since it is very, very good. Hits all my whump and angst points)

[peterxwade24]

cigaM egnartS

Prologue

Beacon Hills

Stiles Stilinski, the human best friend of Scott McCall and token human of the McCall-Hale Pack, sat in his bedroom bored out of his mind because true Alpha McCall had forbidden him from attending the most recent pack meeting, despite the fact that he was the reason Erica and Boyd returned to the pack and the fact that he’s the only reason Scott McCall even learned control.

Stiles’ phone lit up and ZZ Top’s “Sharp Dressed Man” poured from his phone’s speakers, which caused Stiles’ face to break out in a smile. He answered the phone, a video call, and waved at his uncle. “Hi, Uncle Phil. What’s up?”

Stiles’ uncle, Phil Coulson, smiled at his nephew. “Hey Mischief.” Stiles watched his uncle relax into his favourite spot on his couch. “Not much just wanted to call and talk to my favourite mischief-maker. Where’s Scott?”

Stiles gasped and clutched his chest. “You wound me, Uncle Phil.” Stiles felt his smile fall and glanced away from his phone momentarily. “Scotty’s got a girlfriend now. Doesn’t really have time to hang out anymore.”

“Mischief. Is something wrong?” Uncle Phil always knew when something was wrong, and sometimes Stiles hated that about his uncle.

“No, not really, I mean, Uncle Phil? Things are getting to be a bit much here. Could I come and stay with you for a while?” Stiles refused to look his Uncle Phil in the face. He couldn’t tell Uncle Phil that things had changed with his dad, that things had taken a turn for the worse and that Dad had started drinking again. He couldn’t tell Uncle Phil that Dad had started taking his anger out on him. He couldn’t-

“Mischief, you don’t have to ask. I will have to arrange some things with… work. But you can come and stay for however long you need. I love you Mischief.”

Paris

Marinette stared at her computer screen, hating that her eyes were her mother’s and not her father’s, when her Skype sprung to life. She let a small smile spread across her face before pressing to accept the call.

Marinette’s father’s face appeared on her screen, he was sitting in his dumb blush pink chair in front of his light gray walls in his home office. “Hey, munchkin.”

“Hey, Dad.” Marinette smiled at her dad, knowing that her hair came from him and not her mom. “How’s Entcle Nat?”

Her dad smiled and shook his hand in the universal expression of “so-so”. “Nat’s good, so is the rest of the team and I’ll make sure to let them know you asked about them.”

Marinette felt her eyes tear up before she attempted to subtly wipe them away. She let out a humorless laugh and shook her head, feeling her hair tumble out of her barely held together ponytail. “Hey, Dad?” Marinette was struck by her realization that her mom and Tom, when had he become Tom, had gone from parents to overworked babysitters who didn’t really care about her wellbeing. “I think I need help.”

Marinette's dad, Clint, looked her in the eye and somehow knew. "Munchkin. Do you wanna come and stay with me for a while?"

Marinette waved her hands through the air to indicate that the offer was not necessary. "Dad. I can't just abandon Paris, my friends are here." She frowned and thought about her friends when an alarm blared and her face fell. “Dad. I gotta- I gotta go. I’ll get back to you about this.” Marinette stood up and partially closed her laptop.

Marinette stood up from her desk and took down her hair. She shook out her hair before looking around. “Tikki?” She stretched her arms over her head and smiled. “Tikki. Spots on.”

Marinette was engulfed in a reddish-pink light and when the light dissipated she was standing in her room in what resembled an aerial acrobat’s costume. Her arms, shoulders, upper chest, and most of her upper back were covered in a neutral gray mesh fabric speckled with little red ladybug spots while the bodice of her suit was red with neutral gray ladybug spots. She had a lilac tutu around her waist, neutral gray tights and lilac pointe shoes with red-violet ribbons with black ladybug spots tied up her legs.

Ladybug rolled her shoulders and sprinted out of her bedroom to go fight the Akuma.

New York

Clint walked out of their home office, a frown on his face, and collapsed against Phil’s side. “Okay, so, you know about my daughter. You know how she lives with her mom and her mom’s husband in Paris. I think my daughter is a hero and she needs help.”

Phil nodded. “So we’re going to have both of our kids living with us for a while. Okay.” Phil wrapped an arm around Clint’s shoulders. “Are we ready to tell them about us?”

Clint shrugged. “I don’t know if we’ll ever be ready. But we need to tear the bandaid off eventually.”

Phil smiled and pressed a kiss to Clint’s forehead. “We’ll just have to set up a group call on Skype later.”

Clint pressed a kiss to Phil’s cheek. “So, like, call back in four hours?”

“Sure.”

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Phil, sitting in Clint’s dumb blush pink desk chair, logged into Clint’s Skype as Clint, sitting in Phil’s black desk chair, logged into his Skype. Phil called Clint and Marinette, while Clint called Stiles.

“Who are you and why are you sitting in my dad’s desk chair?” Marinette answered the call before noticing her dad in a very different chair. “Dad?”

“Hey, munchkin.”

“Uncle Phil?”

“Hey, Stiles.” Phil smiled and waved. “So, kiddo, the man on my account is my boyfriend. His name is Clint Barton.”

“Munchkin, the man on my account is my boyfriend, Phil Coulson.” Clint smiled.

The two teens looked at each other and seemed to be sizing each other up. Marinette had long brown hair done up in a messy bun and gray eyes while Stiles had closely shaved brown hair and whiskey brown eyes. Marinette’s gray eyes caught sight of Stiles’ freckles and moles while Stiles’ whiskey brown eyes traveled over Marinette’s face and saw her freckles.

“Hey, Dad? Are you sure you never had any other kids?”

Clint nodded. “Yes. I’ve never had any other kids. Stiles’ mom was Phil’s sister.”

The two teens shared a look before smiling. It seemed like they could get used to having the other pair in their lives.

"Hey, Uncle Phil? It's still cool that I come and stay with you, right?" Stiles sounded hesitant, almost as though he was questioning his welcome.

"Oh Mischief. Of course it's okay for you to come stay with Clint and me. We just wanted to introduce you two over Skype before all four of us were living together in the apartment."

"All four of us?" Marinette sounded from across the ocean. "That means we're both going to-" Marinette was cut off by the opening of the trapdoor into her room.

"Hey Marinette, your mother and I need you to watch the bakery while we make a delivery." Tom's gruff voice grated on Clint's ears, hating how the other man treated his daughter.

"Yeah. Sure. I'll be down in a sec." Marinette pulled out her phone and loaded the app before rejoining the call on her phone.

Clint and Phil exchanged a look before steeling their nerves.

"Hey Munchkin? What would you say about coming to live with me full-time?"

“Dad, I couldn’t possibly,” Marinette slowly made her way down her ladder before focusing on the call again, “I’ve got responsibilities here. I’ve got friends.”

“Munchkin, when we were videoing earlier, you didn’t hang up before closing your laptop.” Clint watched his daughter’s face and saw when it finally dawned on her what he meant.

“You can’t- Dad- You, I, Dad!” Marinette looked panicked before it looked like she forced herself to calm down.

“Munchkin, I love you and I support you. I’m Hawkeye and one of my friends is Tony Stark, aka Iron Man. I’m pretty sure we can find a way to get you back to Paris so you can save the day.” Clint smiled at his daughter, who kept looking between him and his boyfriend, before slowly nodding.

“Okay, Dad.”

“Marinette, if needed I can talk to my boss and arrange for you to meet with him and our team to confirm what Tony sets up,” Phil reassured the girl.

“If nothing else, we’d always be able to give you an alibi if you had to leave quickly to go save Paris.”

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It didn’t even take them that long, just a few hypothetical questions and S.H.I.E.L.D. had marked both Clint and Phil as “Temporary Family Leave” so they could move their children in and get them settled. When they told their children, they were ecstatic and immediately started packing up what they would need to move several thousand miles away from the only home they’d ever known and all of their friends. Of course, Phil was going to California and Clint was going to Paris to help their children break the news to their guardians.

Clint was oh so happy to go see his baby girl’s mother. They hadn’t exactly split on good terms, with her yelling in his face that he was worthless and didn’t deserve to see their baby, but Clint could be civil when he needed to be.

Phil on the other hand, there was no love lost between him and his brother-in-law. The two had never gotten along when his late sister was alive and the rift only grew when Claudia had died, leaving Mieczysław alone with just his father. Phil had stopped being civil with the man many moons ago, knowing that the man would fight tooth and nail before he let Phil take Mischief away from Beacon Hills.

The pair of lovers spent one last night together before they had to fly out to get their children. They had always known this could happen, they just never thought they would be getting both of their kids in one fell swoop.

Only time would tell how well the family of four would fit together into their new normal. Only time would tell how quickly the two kids would become each other’s whole world. Only time would tell exactly how much trouble the two kids, technically cousins but siblings in bond, would get into as soon as they were in New York City.

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[ramen8008]

Okay a question for you guys. How do you know this blog? Like what fandom

Bc for almost 2 year I think this had been mainly a Mlb related blog. In fact for the first year that's ALL it was but now I have very much expanded ig?

There's a lot more and I want to know how you guys know this blog specifically what fandom.

[angellyslion]

BioDad Steve Rogers | Captain America partie 2

Marinette peu de temps après son arrivée à la tour rencontre tous les Avengers. Elle s'entend avec tout le monde. Tout le monde est entouré autour de son petit doigt. Elle est douce, fait de délicieuses pâtisseries. Certains ont appris qu'ils ne faut pas la provoquer, sinon elle se transforme en un petit monstre. Chaque Avengers s'était rapproché à sa manière de l'enfant.

Tony Stark aime la fille de Steve malgré qu'il n'apprécie pas les enfants. Malgré son jeune âge, elle arrive à le suivre dans ses divagations. Il adore expliquer les termes qu'elle ne connait pas.

Bruce Barner adore la fille, cette dernière aime l'homme non pour le géant vert connu sous le nom de Hulk connu la plupart des enfants de son âge qu'ils aiment mais en même tant craignent. Aussi pour son âge, il a trouve intelligente, et il n'arrive pas à ce site qu'elle arrive à le suivre dans ses explications scientifiques. Cela ne le surprendrait pas si elle est reconnue HPI si elle doit passer un test.

Clint Barton a appris à Marinette à tiré au tir à l'arc et la langue des signes américaines. Il est suprit de la vitesse d'apprentissage de la fille. Aussi, il aime planifier des blagues au reste de l'équipe avec l'enfant qui est ingénieuse. Cette activité à créée une complicité que l'homme ne peut pas expliquer.

Natasha Romanov est ravie d'avoir une autre fille avec elle, même si la fille en question est une enfant. L'espionne adore discuter des sujets féminin en faisant attention tout de même à éviter certains sujets avec ladite fille. Elle l'a emmener voir des ballets. Spontanément Marinette a demandé à l'agent du SHIELD de lui apprendre les bases du ballet et elle m'a même commencé à lui apprendre le russe.

Steve Rogers adore sa fille et il se qualifie de papa poule. Il a pris plusieurs semaines avant de laisser son équipe s'approcher de sa chair et de son sang. Il adore aider sa fille sur ses devoirs d'histoires. Il a hâte qu'elle arrive sur le sujet de la seconde guerre mondiale. Il pourrait tout lui dire sur ce thème. Il admire sa fille pour s'être habituée si vite à son nouvel environnement et sa nouvelle langue.

Marinette Rogers anciennement Dupin-cheng adore sa nouvelle vie. Au début, elle était terrifiée de quitter tout ce qu'elle connaissait et d'oublier ses habitudes. Elle s'épanouit dans cette nouvelle vie. Elle apprend tant de choses plus que dans son ancienne vie et elle peut étaler ses connaissances sans avoir peur des réprimandes par rapport à son ancienne vie. Elle n'a aucun regret d'avoir accepté de rencontrer son père

[ledalasombra]

My not so normal little sister

Chapter 2: Family is much more than blood

“ Time is a funny thing, did you know? The future becomes the present and the present becomes the past. Time is always dynamic…" Ladybug looked at her friend, Bunnix, before replying.

"My presence here is already altering our timeline. The more information I have, the greater the change. We know how dangerous messing with the timeline is...."

"That's true. But I also know that sometimes changes are necessary to keep the universe in balance. It was necessary to bring you here today, because if the league of assassins has access or greater knowledge about the Miraculous, the result is much worse. Take care of yourself, mini Bug." Bunnix smiled slightly seeing her friend walk towards the portal, holding her by the shoulder before she left. "Before you go, keep in mind two things: family doesn't depend on blood and you'll lose a lot if you don't go after yours..." Ladybug looked at her not understanding what she was talking about, frowning slightly, but before she could ask what it was about, Bunnix continued "and remember forgiving is not just good for the other person, but for your happiness as well. When you think all is lost, use these two pieces of advice I'm giving you. This will help you to move forward. You have a life, put your happiness ahead a little.”

Marinette woke up startled, trying to orient herself from where she was. She tightened the sheets with her fingers, letting her breathing return to normal, startled at the sound of her Kwami's voice.

" You need to sleep, Marinette." Said a thin voice lying beside her on the bed. She was going to the hospital the next day and was so nervous that just thinking about it, she couldn't close her eyes.

"Easy to say but difficult to do Tikki." She took a deep breath " I'll check some emails and then I'll try to sleep again. I'm nervous, anxious, tired…"

"I know, but it's going to be alright! Don't worry about it."

"Yeah, I really hope so Tikki. We have no way of knowing really ...." she replied as she scanned the emails, stopping at one where the last name caught her attention. It had been more than three days since Peter had given her the name of the boy who was Janet Drake's son, and after a little investigation by her friend (an investigation she is even afraid to ask how it was done), she discovered that there is a chance that she was changed in the hospital." Tikki, is it just a coincidence that my client has the same surname as the boy who could be my brother?" She asked after a while, looking at the little Kwami in front of her.

"Coincidence or fate? Her soul was chosen to be Ladybug. Luck is with you… you just need to know how to use it." The little kwami smiled "You can only know if you ask, don't you think?"

She thought for a few minutes weighing the pros and cons reading and rereading the email in front of her.

From: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

To: ceo_timdrake@we.com

Subject: Absence

Hi, how are you? It is a pleasure to receive your contact email!

Unfortunately, due to health reasons, I will be away for a few weeks and will not be fulfilling/accepting any requests. But don't worry, as soon as everything returns to normal, I'll be contacting you personally and, if there's still interest, I'll be scheduling an appointment.

I hope you stay well!

Sincerely,

MDC

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From: ceo_timdrake@we.com

To: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

Subject: Re: Absence

MDC,

I hope it's nothing serious and that you can recover as soon as possible. I'm a huge fan of your work and I believe you are one of the best fashion talents of this century.

I look forward to your health improving.

My greetings,

Timothy Drake

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Marinette looked at the email again and decided that she needed to at least try. Years ago she stopped trying to understand how the universe worked, accepting the chances that were handed to her. Fate works in different ways. She took a deep breath, sat up comfortably and wrote the guy an email.

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From: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

To: ceo_timdrake@we.com

Subject: Information and doubts (curiosity)

Monsieur Timothy Drake,

How are you? I hope you're well. The reason for my contact is for a personal question, which has nothing to do with my work or yours.

Forgive my total intrusion and indiscretion, but your surname is familiar to me. Are you by any chance the eldest son of Janet Drake? If this is being too rude of me, please disregard this email.

Sincerely,

MDC

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Tim sighed heavily as he stared at the scream in front of him. He has always considered himself a person with a high intellect with an ability to understand and correlate data very easily. He has always considered himself a great detective, looking at different types of information, analyzing different situations, and despite his constant ability to stay awake for a long period of time, he hardly ever let anything slip out of his knowledge. However, upon receiving an email from his favorite fashion designer, he was surprised and a little intrigued. How did she know his parents? His curiosity got the better of him when he decided to answer the email and try to understand what that strange question was about. He finished the coffee he was currently drinking, checking the time on the computer in front of him. He had a meeting in an hour and his secretary would surely come to let him know. He read the email again before starting to type.

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From: ceo_timdrake@we.com

To: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

Subject: Re: Information and doubts (curiosity)

Dear MDC,

You can call me Tim since that's what everyone normally calls me.

I am an only child and yes Janet and Jack Drake were my parents. Did you happen to know them? I confess that I was surprised and confused by this question.

Awaiting return.

Regards,

Tim

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Marinette could barely contain herself in bed, waiting anxiously for an answer. She decided to get up and make some tea, as she was still within the allowed time to eat before being admitted to the hospital. She set out her cup and a soothing tea while she waited for the water to heat up, when she heard the notification of incoming messages in her cell phone. She picked up, seeing the response and opening the email almost immediately. She poured the water into her cup, taking it to her room, already picking up the computer that was open on her email, formulating a response that wasn't confusing and inappropriate.

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From: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

To: ceo_timdrake@we.com

Subject: Re: Re: Information and doubts (curiosity)

Tim,

I believe that before starting any explanation, a proper presentation should be made. My name is Marinette Dupain - Cheng and although I grew up and lived in Paris all my life, I was born in Gotham.

I haven't met them personally, but I have a rather intriguing question. I hope you understand that what I will share with you is confidential and personal, just like my name. I believe that if it were not for the situation currently presented, I would not be disclosing such information. Therefore, I would like nothing disclosed here to be commented on. I'm trying to believe that with the reputation you have in the business, information that was passed by a close friend of mine, and NDA documentation already signed in advance, we don't have a problem with breaches of confidentiality.

On the day of my birth my parents were traveling and they visited Gotham. On the same day, a little earlier, there was an attack by some villain with hostages which apparently led to a large number of people being hospitalized. I don't particularly have details of what happened, but from what I understand, the hospitals were full and our mothers ended up sharing a room while they were in labor. The two gave birth to girls with dark hair and blue eyes, however of the two girls only one survived. For health reasons and some necessary tests, I ended up discovering that my parents are not my biological parents.

A friend from New York and I started an investigation to find out what happened and that's when I came across your parents' names. I'm sorry if I'm being a bit vague, but all the information I have will be sent to you as an attachment. Understand, I don't want anything from you or your family other than wanting to understand what happened over 20 years ago.

If you don't want to get involved with this situation, I understand. It's a bit complicated and I believe that not everyone involved wants or will try to help me solve this case.

I hope you understand my side. The attached documents can be found at the hospital.

Regards

Marinette

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When Tim decided to reply to the message, he didn't expect that, after a few minutes, he would get an answer. When he heard the incoming message signal and read its entire contents, the young CEO nearly fell out of his chair. He opened the submitted documents and, to be sure, looked at the hospital documentation. It took less than 20 minutes for him to confirm that the documentation she was presenting was genuine. It was all right! He had a sister and no one told him. He must have been five, almost six when she was born, but there is no record of her anywhere in the house. His parents wouldn't hide something so important! Tim took a deep breath, squeezing his temples with his fingertips. Was it too much to ask for a late afternoon without any problems?

"Tam? Could you bring me one coffee? I'm trying to sort out some issues and it would really be nice to have a cup at the moment..." He heard the confirmation on the other end of the line and went back to analyzing the information in the documents he received and decided the best start would be to request a DNA test and, if so, look for the nurse who attended to the two families. He was still in disbelief that his own parents had hidden his sister's birth. Although, who he wanted to fool, he knew Jannet and Jack Drake better than anyone and he knew that yes, his parents would hide information like that.

He spent a few minutes thinking about what to do and the implications of what was said. She must have been switched at the hospital and there's a chance she's his sister. But how? Reluctantly, he looked at the email, rereading it completely, until he resolved to respond.

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Marinete was already in his bed, in her apartment, lying down and trying to sleep. She was thoughtful looking at the ceiling. She couldn't sleep! She had so much going on at once that she felt lost. Fate always knows where to direct things. Was that what Alix tried to warn about following her family, what she felt and knowing how to forgive?

"family doesn't depend on blood and you'll lose a lot if you don't go after yours... and remember forgiving is not just good for the other person, but for your happiness as well. When you think all is lost, use these two pieces of advice I'm giving you. This will help you to move forward.”

Marinette stared at the ceiling for a few minutes thinking. She has always considered herself a person with a great ability to understand different situations and assess everyone's side so as not to be unfair. She ran her hands over her face, glancing at the clock on the table beside her bed that read 00:30 in the morning. It had been almost forty minutes since she had sent the last email to the person who could be her brother and she didn't know if she was right to just dump everything to the guy via email. She looked to the side seeing Tikki and Plagg hunched over each other exhaling in frustration until she heard a message beep on her cell phone. She looked at the phone opening the email as soon as she received it.

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From: ceo_timdrake@we.com

To: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

Subject: doubts

Marinette/MDC

While I'm ecstatic to know who you really are (believe me, I've been crazy about this information for a while) I'm simultaneously shocked and not knowing what to think. I confess that I was not aware that I had a sister, much less that she apparently passed away. I was very young and I don't remember very well what happened at the time.

I will look for the nurse and try to understand in my own way what is happening. I am as lost as you are and I hope we can understand the facts that led to our present. First, I suggest that we do a DNA test to be sure whether or not we are brothers. Please don't take my words and think it's a matter of mistrust. However, I must emphasize that the question itself is very delicate and it would not be prudent to assume something so important as true.

Really, I'm speechless and still trying to understand everything you told me. Technically, I'm the only family member alive and finding out that I might have a sister is shocking to say the least. I hope you understand my side, because after more than twenty years finding out that my parents had another child and I wasn't even aware of the event is a little worrying.

I await your return so we can try to move forward with the situation.

Tim

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Tim read the email several times before hitting send. He was sure he couldn't take her word for granted, but he also didn't want to sound rude and simply say he distrusted the person who greatly admired the work. He had or had a sister and it didn't get out of his mind. He started doing a general check on the life of the person who could be his only blood family starting through her social media and then would check her entire history. He wasn't considered one of the best detectives in the world for nothing.

After about twenty minutes of looking at social media, Tim can see that Marinette was a very beautiful woman, she undeniably had her mother's features and, in a way, could say that she would pass for her sister very easily because they looked alike. She had friends in a high social circle, studied for a few months in New York, where she has work contacts. She was undeniably a charismatic person and much loved by people who frequented her social networks and had great admiration and respect for her parents. He smiled slightly at the knowledge that she had a different childhood from his.

Taking a deep breath, he slumped against the chair as he ran his hands through his hair. He saw his secretary enter the room to remind him of the meeting he was supposed to go to and that he had no mind at the moment. He got to his feet, turning off the computer, not hearing the signal of new email arriving on his cell. He walked to the room where he would have the last board meeting of the day.

After getting out of yet another one of the many useless meetings he attended, Tim headed straight home. He would thoroughly research the whole thing, starting with the night of his sister's birth. He quickly left his things in his room, heading straight for the cave, where it would be easier to do research. He had about two hours before the whole family showed up.

According to the death certificate, his sister's name was Mary Hellen Drake. Marinette wasn't such a far cry from Mary. He opened the email again to check the documents Marinette had sent when he realized there was an email he hadn't checked. He opened it immediately, checking that there were two documents attached, opening them in the background as he read her response.

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From: mdc@mdcfashiondesign.com

To: ceo_timdrake@we.com

Subject: Re: doubts

Tim

I understand exactly what you mean and, again, I must stress that I have no interest in taking part in anything concerning your family other than knowing everything that has happened in the past. I have no resentment towards your words. Really, I'm relieved to know that I'm not the only one with misgivings on the subject.

My parents and I took the DNA test in 2 different laboratories, getting the same results in both. I am attaching the results in case you want to contact the laboratories. Trust me, my head is full of all the information. My parents are devastated, not knowing what happened to their biological daughter and worried about how I'm coping. They're trying to pass themselves off as strong, but I know it's hard. The pain in their eyes is visible and I haven't even had the courage to tell them that I started investigating what happened in the past. In short, they don't know about your parents, the nurse, your sister's death certificate or you.

Regardless of how this whole story will develop, I appreciate your attention and patience in the face of this whole issue. As I said in my initial contact email, I am taking a leave of absence due to illness. I'm going to have surgery tomorrow, so I won't be answering any kind of contact for the next few days. I'm sorry to have to throw all this information at you and just disappear, but I believe that fate must have given my life a little push right now. And who am I to ignore that?

Jokes aside, I hope we can work things out so to speak. As an only child (so far) I must say that while I'm excited about the development of all this, I'm also a whirlwind of positive and negative emotions, but I'll leave it to resolve later...

If all goes well, we'll talk at another time. For now, I will leave my personal phone number (+33 01 XXXX XXXX). Feel free to send me any message, but again, I won't be responding anytime soon.

Stay safe!

Marinette

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As soon as he finished reading Tim felt a little lost in a mixture of despair and depression. If she was his sister, she was sick and he didn't even know what it was about. It had been more than two hours since she'd sent the last message, it was dawn in France and he didn't want to risk waking her up. He took a deep breath and decided to compartmentalize the information. Initially, he hacked into the labs' system, seeking her clinical results so he could match them to his DNA. As soon as he finished downloading the data, he left the computer doing the comparison between the data in the background as it would take some time to finish.

As soon as he got the computer working, he looked up her data from the Paris hospital systems and, after a while, was able to find her chart. She was due to go into surgery in a few hours to remove a brain tumor and the extent of her danger was not yet confirmed. He stared at the screen in front of him, as he heard the audible confirmation of data comparison.

Tim saved all the documents he found in a protected folder so that no one would see. In a mixture of nervousness and anxiety, he opened the program checking the genetic markers and the conclusion that indeed Marinette Dupain-Cheng was his biological sister.