#uncle cloudy au

[rakubalka]

Skull has a habit of randomly traveling places, he has definitely landed in Japan somewhere.

Skull accidentally lands in Namimori and now he has two children in his airship. Where did the kids come from? No one knows. it’s not his fault! The boy “my names Tsuna” hadn’t even fought him when Skull had picked him up and brought him inside the ship to get a scrapped knee cleaned. The other one followed not far behind and also didn’t show any sign of discomfort with the situation.

but then he got distracted, and his instincts demanded he take off and find somewhere new and now he had two kids in his airship and Neither of them Knew the town they came from.

He gave them a phone to contact their parents but only Takeshi knew a number to call! At least his father didn’t sound too upset.

Though what was that about “trying to not upset the Cloud” he is a very well behaved person than you very much!

Well guess Skull is an uncle now

It could honestly be worse

And if the kids become part of his territory is no one's business but theirs

And what if Tsuna learned how to drive a bike at 200 km/h before he learned how to use calculus and Takeshi learned how to hit people with a bat just hard enough to knock them unconscious but not enough cause severe brain damage before he was 10

It's all very useful life skills I'd you ask Skull

And if he had to find a way to keep them from failing their years while homeschooling them it's his and Tsuyoshi's business

He did have to give them some breathing room at around their middle school age

So they got unrolled into Namimori middle School with Takeshi being given full premison to bonk people down to the nurse office if they bully Tsuna and to continue doing so until they learn their lesson . And for Tsuna to make Takeshi's baseball team doesn't take advantage of him because of how good he is in the game , if the need to have a "experience" happen to them to learn their lesson then it's worth it

Then Skull learned that Reborn is not only going in Namimori but is after one of HIS kids and to put him in the blood soaked seat of Vongola against Tsuna's will

Reborn is gonna learn why as kind and well behaved as Skull is he is still a Cloud The Strongest Cloud

[massivechildtidalwave]

Skull messed up.

There had been an itching underneath his skin for weeks and he couldn’t figure out how to fix it. The last time this happened, he had grabbed Tsuna and Takeshi for that unprompted world tour of theirs and while he had no true complaints, this wasn’t the time for his Flames to be acting up.

So instead of traveling to Namimori and interrupting their school life for a second time. Skull did the adult thing of breaking down the door of a random Mafia Family for a fist fight.

He’d done it before and it hadn’t turned into anything serious! He even remembers to chose one not with the Vongola alliance to keep Reborn off his back! How was he supposed to know the Estraneo was doing crazy shit on children?

……Now he’s flying back to Namimori with a horde of even more children, only this time they are even more traumatized.

he’s planning to go back and hunt the rest of the scientists down, under a different name and identity however an early life in the circus had trained him on the art of keeping the innocent safe and mostly sound.

(creepy adults came to the circus to prey on children because most of them had no home to go back to. Skull kept His People safe and quickly found ways to make them regret their life choices. There had been a few Adults that had been beaten and wouldn’t get up, the other members of his group had learned to clean up the disappearances.)

How will the kids live? They can’t go back to an orphanage, and Tsuyoshi wouldn’t have nearly enough space. Maybe he could buy out a apartment complex for them to hide in while he figure everything else out?

it would need to be far enough away from town to keep Flames from being noticed and the Vindice called but he could figure something out.

Skull also needed to figure out where Reborns next student was, if only to avoid the area. There had been rumors that Reborn would be helping the Vongola with a kid and while he felt bad a kid was being taken into this mess, Skull had more than enough on his plate between his old horde and his new horde.

maybe he could introduce Tsuna and Takeshi to the group, it would make managing his territory easier if they could all tell him where the others were.

[jayshollowspace]

Intro to a Gravity Falls AU comic I‘m developing.

The premise is that Shermie, the Stans‘ older brother is the Mystery Twins‘ father instead of grandfather. Mabel and Dipper move to Gravity Falls after their parents‘ untimely death and stay with Stan at the then still “Murder hut“. (He changes that shortly after the kids move in)

Mystery twins Dipper and Mabel get to spend their childhood and teenage years in Gravity Falls. Dipper still finds Journal 3 and Mabel still gets Waddles.

There‘s a lot of smaller things changed too, but I‘ll get to those later.

I don‘t really have a fitting name yet for this AU. I guess I‘ll go with the #UncleStanAU for now. If anyone has a better fitting idea please let me know :D

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Image description:

[Image ID: Page one:

Panel one shows a car driving down a forest road during nighttime, headlights on. The sky is illuminated by the moon and partially cloudy. The title “Arrival in Gravity Falls“ is placed in the upper left corner of the page.

Panel two and three depict a 30 year old -ish Stanley Pines at the wheel and then him looking into the rearview mirror. He is looking worriedly at the two kids in the backseat in panel four. Dipper and Mabel are sitting next to each other. Dipper is frowning and Mabel is resting her head on her brother‘s shoulder, hiding her arms in her sweater.

Panel five shows the not yet Mystery Shack, illuminated by the car‘s headlights.

Page two:

Panel one depicts Stan opening the car door and telling the kids: “We‘re here, kiddos.“ He is crouching down to be at eye level with them and is resting a hand on the door.

In panel two Stan opens the door to the kids‘ still dark and empty bedroom, saying: “This is your room.“

In panel three the light has been turned on and Stan has put a bag on one of the beds. He nervously gestures around and tells the kids: “I know it‘s not much, but it‘s all I got right now.”

The twins in panel four are listening to their uncle talk. Dipper looks angry while Mabel looks sad and worried, half her face obscured by her hair.

The text bubbles continue with: ”We‘ll work on making it feel more like a home for you tomorrow, I-“ Stan is then cut off by Dipper saying: “This isn’t our home. It will never be our home! I want to go back. I want Mommy and Daddy!”

Panel five consists of a headshot of both Dipper and Stan. Dipper is crying while yelling at his uncle and Stan is looking at him with worry.

Page three.

Stan is resting a hand on each of the twins’ shoulders in panel one and two, saying: “I know, kid. I know this is hard, but you’ll have to stay here for a while, okay? There are some things your grandparents and I have to figure out. get some rest, you two. We’ll talk in the morning.”

The speech bubbles slightly obscure panel three, in which Stan is sitting alone at the kitchen table, light on.

Panel four shows Stan dragging a hand down his face, sighing.

“Oh guys, what am I doing?” He says while looking at the table in front of him. He is holding a picture of 10 year old Stanley, his twin brother Stanford and their older brother Sherman. There are other pictures strewn across the table, one with both Stanley and Stanford sharing a beer, one with Sherman Pines at his wedding and one of the Stans’ childhood ship, the Stan ‘o War. Stanford’s glasses lie on the table next to the pictures.

The last text bubble says: ”End of prologue” /.End ID]

[vase-of-lilies]

How about a one shot of mommy getting mad at mama because when we pout mama all of a sudden forgets the rules. Oh, no ice cream before bed? Forgotten. Only 30 minutes of tv time ? Nope . Baby’s in the corner for saying no when told to clean toys ? No she’s not. Only three sweets a day? Never ! Baby’s not allowed on mama’s motorcycle? Well, just this once ( this was mommy’s snapping point, at mama of course. Because we didn’t know any better ) for the tiny tiger au please :)

What Rules?

Paring: Mommy!Wanda Maximoff x Little!Reader (f) x Mama!Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: Heavy MD/LG, dark AU, Nat is defiant and mad at Wanda, literally Nat is a menace and honestly it takes after Tiny lol, rule-breaking, mentions of spanking

A/n: I love this, omg. I feel like because Nat grew up in such a tight-knit childhood, she would be SO lenient with rules when Wanda wasn’t watching 😂 I LOVE this request AHHHHH Thank you for sending it in! And thank you for the kind words!

Natasha was never able to do what she wanted when she was young. Being in the widow program was a torturous process and was under a hawk-like rule enforcement. So whenever she could, she would let you have some leniency with the rules that Wanda and her have set for you.

Those rules and punishments were posted on the refrigerator door;

No big girl words (cussing) - Soap in mouth

Clean up toys after playing and put them in their home - In the corner in time out for 10 minutes

30 minutes of TV a day - No TV for 24 hours

No sweets before dinner or before bed - No sweets for 2 days

Not allowed on Mama's motorcycle while in little space - 10 spanks

You were very obedient when you should be! But of course, when on the days you were fussy or didn't get enough sleep, these were the days you pouted. Your mommy was not happy when you were not happy so she allowed you to break some of these rules to cheer you up.

On a cloudy Tuesday morning, you woke up very grumpy. Wanda couldn't tell if it was a bad dream, hunger, or just plain old defiance that you woke up with, but she was quick to soothe you as she did every morning by feeding you.

This morning, however, the usual things didn't help you. Wanda was perplexed so she requested Nat to help you instead. When she came into the room she frowned as she saw you sniffling with your lion clutched to your chest.

"Hi my little love, whats going on today?" Nat asks, sitting down on your bed next to her wife. You didn't answer, your only response was whimpers of distress as you hid your face against Leo's head. Your mama gently tickles your arm and looks to Wanda, silently letting her know she can do what work she needs to do today.

"How about we have some play time? Do you want to play with your legos?" Your eyes lit up at the sound of playing with your new Lego set Uncle Tony bought you. It was the set you had always wanted; a lego vase with more blocks to make four (4) flowers to go inside of it. Wanda was against it at first, knowing that you like to suck on things, but you promised that you would have your paci when you played so you kept the legos out of your mouth.

Natasha helped you read the instructions while you built, and Wanda worked on her laptop in the mushroom tent in the corner of your room. She was contemplating telling Bucky about you, knowing that his health has gone downhill since your "death." Wanda still cares about Bucky and knows when you are in your adult head space you miss him greatly. But now wasn't the time.

Wanda's head snapped up at the sound of clapping from you, your little vase of Lego flowers now complete.

"Good job, Tiny! Look how pretty!" Nat said, giving your hair a little ruffle from her hand. You giggle in response and stand up with Leo, leaving the mess of extra pieces and wrapping on the floor.

Wanda follows you with her head as you walk out of the bedroom and then looks back at her wife, trying to find an explanation as to why you didn't clean up.

"What was that about? She needs to clean up her mess," Wanda states, closing her laptop and getting up from the mushroom tent. "You knew that, love..." She folds her arms as Nat stands as well.

"I just wanted to give her a break, she woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I'll have her clean up later, ok?" Natasha made the excuse, knowing exactly what she was doing by allowing you to break this rule. She kisses Wanda's head and then her lips, saying softly, "Get some work done, ok? I know you have been real busy with Y/n, so take a much needed break."

Wanda smiled at her wife, leaning her forehead against Nat's chin, sighing in relief. "Thank you, love. And please, keep her in line, ok? I don't want any more rules to be broken."

Her wife only nods and kisses her head once more. Gently, Nat pats Wanda's bum and she chuckles as looks down at the mess you made. Ignoring it now, she goes to the living room where you are sat on the couch watching [enter favorite cartoon], the volume on low.

Nat sits down next to you and lets you cuddle against her, your paci in your mouth and Leo in your arms.

Thirty (30) minutes go by, and you stay as still as possible. You didn't want to remind your mama of the time limit. However, she already knows this limit doesn't apply to you today. She smiles as she pulls you into her arms and you lay against her chest. Your eyes are glued to the TV, the soft colors of the cartoon occupying your brain.

An hour and a half later, you have now fallen asleep for your daily nap and Wanda was confused as to what Nat was doing. She heard the TV going for much longer than thirty (30) minutes and came to check on you. You were in and out of sleep, still watching the TV as you tried to stay awake.

Wanda sat next to you and put your head in her lap, brushing a very obvious ice cream stain from your chin. Nat was no longer watching you as she left you to watch TV to go work on her widow gear. She came in through the backdoor and smiled at her wife on the couch, not paying attention to Wanda's angry face.

"Hi, love! Is she asleep for her nap yet?" She asks, starting to clean the two ice cream bowls in the sink. Wanda nods and looks down at your sleeping face in her lap, sighing as she shakes her head in disappointment.

"I have a little bit more to work on, are you going to be good?" Wanda asks her wife this time, the redhead responding with a small chuckle and a nod.

"Of course, I only want the best for all of us." She says softly, tucking a third chocolate bar behind the coffee maker to hide it. She plans on giving it to you after your nap, and one more right before bed.

"Ok..." Wanda says hesitantly, laying your head back on your pillow and laying a soft blanket over you. "I love you, tiny, sleep tight." She whispers, kissing your head.

After your nap, Nat is there to greet you with not one (1), but TWO (2) chocolate bars! Today could not have been better! You ate the sweets with a smile on your face, sighing as you finished the last square. "Nummy..." You say, looking up at your mama.

"Why don't we do something else? What ever you want to do, love, just name it." Natasha said, knowing full well that you would want to break another rule.

Immediately you think of what you want to do. "Bike! Bike!" Nat smirks and nods softly. "As you wish! Let's go before Mommy sees!"

You nod and stand up, holding Nat's hand while you walk to the garage. Wanda was suspicious, so she checked on the cameras to see what you were doing. She was furious when she saw you on top of your mama's motorcycle, pretending to drive it. Your caregivers agreed to have this rule for your safety, and Nat was going completely against it.

Stomping to the garage, Wanda slams the door open. You jump and your eyes widen as you see your mommy in the doorway. Tilting your head, you look back to your mama, curious as to why Wanda was so angry. Nat let you do this, so it wasn't really breaking a rule, right?

Wanda makes her way over to you on the bike and lifts you off of it, gripping your wrist and pulling you back inside. Nat instantly follows, stopping Wanda before she is able to punish you.

"Wanda! Wait! It was my fault, don't punish her, she didn't know better." Nat's words make Wanda freeze.

"You allowed her to get on your bike?? First, you don't put her in time out for not cleaning up, and then you let her watch an hour and a half of TV. And don't think I didn't see the ice cream stains and the chocolate wrappers in the garbage can. Now this? What has gotten into you??"

Wanda removes you from over her lap and lets you sit on the couch. Watching your mommy stand up, she approaches your mama. "I understand that this is hard with Bucky trying to get to us. But we run a tight ship here and I need you to bring all hands on deck. If this happens again, there will be more consequences."

Natasha sighs and nods in understanding. "Can I at least give her the last chocolate bar? I promised her she could have it after she brushes her teeth..."

Wanda presses her hand to her head and looks up at Nat. "You know the goddamn answer to that."

The two women laugh together, moving to the couch to give you a stern talk about Mama letting you break the rules.

"Remember, even if Mama or Mommy says you can break a rule, tell her you want to be a good girl. Do you understand, Tiny?"

You nod, still confused about what happened today. Your mind was clouded and you just wanted to be with your mommies now, and that was what they gave you. All the attention you could ever need.

[cryptidclaw]

Shriketail!

Pre-Blinding version v

Design Notes:

I gave him a less Oriental shorthair inspired body type this time since he's adopted instead of Downnose's bio-kit now and and I need to stop myself from making too many Thunder cats have Wind Order type builds LOL. TBH I think this design looks more like how in envision him anyways!

Character Bio:

Shriketail

(Longtail)

Gay; he/him

Age as of 1st arc's beginning: 11 moons; 15 Hyrs

Age as of 1st arc's end: 2 cycles, 8 moons; ~26 Hyrs

Title meaning: -tail =  a cat with great balance and who always lands on their feet; often a jack of all trades as balance is used in almost every skill

Warrior of Thunder Order; he was the unofficial Second/acting Second for a while after Sandstorm's presumed death, but he never wanted the full position and was happy to return to normal Warrior duties once Fire chose a new Second.

Mentor: Darkstripe

Mother (adoptive): Downnose

Mate: Star Firesight

Queer Platonic Partner: Sandstorm

Kits: Squirrelflight (sire: Sand); Leafpool; Foxleap (sire: Sand); Icecloud

Grandkits: Star Hollyleaf; Falconstrike; Jaywing; Alderheart; Sparkfire

Other notable kin (Note! Shrike is adopted so none of his kin is related by blood!): Cricketstep (uncle); Star Ravenscourge (uncle); Dustpelt (uncle); Cloudtail (cousin); Snowshoe (cousin); Mistletoe (cousin); Spiderleg (cousin); Shrew (cousin)

Character Summary:

In Progress (to be added later)

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[Image 1 ID: a digital drawing of Shriketail, an AU version of Longtail from Warrior Cats. He is standing with his left side showing and a cocky, determined grin of his face. He is a slender, short furred, light brown tabby tom with black stripes and a white underbelly, legs and lower face. His face has pink jagged scars running over his eyes and across his face and is eyes are are cloudy blue with pink surrounding the pupils. s left ear is torn at the tip, his nose is light pink and he has a spikey tuft of black hair on his head simulating bangs./End ID]

[Image 2 ID: a digital drawing of Shriketail, an AU version of Longtail from Warrior Cats. This image is the same as the previous one, but he has no scars on his face, and his eyes are not cloudy./End ID]

[arkacarian]

New Kirby AU I thought up that I sadly don’t have a name for yet

So far I’ve been calling it the “Ado-ption” AU but that’s a little vague for it

What if Adeleine was left on Shiver Star, and never made it to Pop Star? She’s left in the cold, struggling to survive, when she’s found by a group of usually sinister scouts that were looking around the planet for anything to conquer. Dark matter. A very small but highly ranked scouting group led by none other than the Swordsman himself. He, along with Rimuru, Rimura, and Rimuro, find Adeleine half frozen in the snow. Since she’s the only still living thing they’ve found, they decide to… take her back home.

They arrive back at the sinister lair between space itself where the home of Dark Matter is. Upon arriving at the twisted dark castle, all the other dark matter spawn are crowding around, trying to get a look at what they have. Adeleine, now more awake and much less cold, is presented to 0, who is… rather unimpressed by her. He tells Swordsman and the others they can keep her, and that she isn’t something to be thrown around for possession. A very young and very scared Adeleine is given her own room, and cared for by dark matter.

Eventually her skills of being able to bring her drawings to life are found out, and 0 is much less disdainful of her, instead making the four who found her pledge their lives to keep her safe because of how valuable that could be. They agree, and Adeleine is raised amongst dark matter.

She doesn’t feel outcast at all as she grows up, being happy with all her dark matter friends, and considers her rescuers family. She calls Rimuru, Rimura, and Rimuro her cousins, and Swordsman her older brother. She even calls 0 her uncle. Despite growing up around creatures that feed off negativity, Adeleine is still cheerful and happy, even if it makes those around her feel almost sick.

When Swordsman is sent to Pop Star to scout for an invasion, Adeleine begs him to take her too. Reluctantly, he agrees, and lets her explore Pop Star, thinking he’ll just find her and take her back when all is said and done. Unfortunately, he gets beat horribly by Kirby and has to return to the dark matter lair, leaving Adeleine on Pop Star. She doesn’t mind, having a wonderful time seeing real colors and beautiful landscapes. When 0 goes to Pop Star, Adeleine is delighted to see dark matter show up, and is even accompanied by one to Cloudy Park, and told to use her skills to fight off Kirby when he arrives. She loses, and 0 is temporarily beaten, and ends up stuck again.

When 0 comes back as 0² and brings Rimuru, Rimura, and Rimuro with him, Rimura ends up finding Adeleine painting in the forest. Before he can actually try to explain to her what’s going on, he’s chased away by Kirby, Ribbon, and Waddle Dee, and meets up with Rimuru and Rimuro. Adeleine ends up joining the heroes on their quest, and after they pick up Dedede, continues on with them. Everything goes along as normal, until Ripple Star. Adeleine immediately recognizes that the planet has been taken over by dark matter, and tells Ribbon that there isn’t anything to worry about. Everyone is shocked that Adeleine suddenly doesn’t seem to care, but she’s grown up genuinely believing that dark matter is, well… good. After all, no dark matter has ever tried to hurt her, and her uncle 0 would never take over a planet to harm the inhabitants, just to help them. Adeleine leaves the rest of the group after getting in a fight with them, and is seen by Queen Ripple, who is still possessed by 0². Upon seeing Adeleine sulking around, 0² immediately leaves the queen’s body, leaving her to run back to the castle and try to warn everyone. 0² assures Adeleine that everything is fine, but Adeleine says she wants to go home, and 0² has all the dark matter leaves Ripple Star, and they return home.

Adeleine lives happily with her dark matter family, and unfortunately for everyone else in the galaxy, 0², the Swordsman, and all the rest of dark matter is now a constant and looming threat.

So, that’s the basic synopsis of it. I actually really like this idea because there’s just- so much to do with it. Also it’s kinda like the opposite of Apologies in a way? The older brother thing was coincidental but I kept it after realizing that. Also the thought of this giant, terrifying evil force just not wanting his “adoptive” niece to be sad so he literally calls off the invasion of an entire planet is hysterical to me.

Also, Adeleine does not appear in Star Allies in this AU. Ribbon is by herself and uses her whole toolkit as the “Guardian of the Crystal”. Instead, she (along with the rest of dark matter) watch from afar in the dark castle, seeing all of Kirby’s adventures, waiting for their next time to strike. Void Termina will occasionally visit, and Adeleine calls him “great uncle Termina”. Void was described to her as her “who knows who many greats grandfather” by Swordsman.

[blackknight-100]

AU: Abhimanyu does not die: Fic II (kind of happy-ending?)

I'm not very sure what is happening here, so if the text looks weird, please forgive the formatting. Part I here.

1. Karna taps insistently on the side of Duryodhana’s chariot as Arjuna's son and – Surya curse them all – his nephew, barges into the chakravyuha.

“What?” Duryodhana snaps. “The boy!” Karna hisses back, just as waspish. “We can capture the boy and bargain with the Pandavas.” Duryodhana turns to him and sneers. “And why should I bargain with my dearest cousins? My army is greater, my commanders wiser, and my victory undoubted. I will not grovel before them.” Karna takes one deep breath, then another. ‘Calm now,’ he tells himself, ‘speak not thoughtlessly.’ “You have far more chance of winning than they do,” he acknowledges, after he is certain he will not lash out. “But war is unpredictable. And they will go down fighting. They will kill at least several of your peoples – your brothers, teacher, uncle and their sons. Even Lakshmana. We can avoid that and win just by taking Abhimanyu captive.” Duryodhana blinks thoughtfully at the young warrior who has, by now, lost his chariot. Kumara is running towards him, whether it is to fight or to catch up with him no one knows. Karna sighs ruefully. “Lakshmana,” he calls, “come here, child.” Kumara breaks course and comes over to him. Surya knows, Karna loves this boy. Duryodhana stares intensely at them, then turns to Guru Drona and commands, “Take the boy captive.”

2. It takes them half a day, and eight tested warriors to take down Abhimanyu. Karna looks at the spitfire youth and feels something that is not quite pride, but close enough. Jayadrath has miraculously managed to keep the Pandava brothers at bay, but he has also forgotten to let Yudhisthir in – and he gets a long tongue-lashing from Guru Drona when he reappears. ‘Yudhisthir would have made a strategically better captive,’ Karna reflects, when he settles down to guard Abhimanyu for the first prahar of the night. ‘At the very least, he would be less troublesome.’ For Abhimanyu had not ceased his rebellion when they had come off the field. As soon as he realised that they were taking him captive, he started trying to kill himself – first with a small blade hidden on his person, next by strangling himself with the tent rope, and finally by trying to hold his breath. It is as difficult a task to keep him alive as it was to capture him. After their paltry meal of rationed flatbread and pickle, Duryodhana sends an emissary to the Pandava camp. They return half a prahar later, and report that the Pandavas are willing to bargain. “They weren’t going to,” the messenger says, “but the Lady Draupadi refused to see her son dead, and Dwarkadheesh said that further war would not be in their favour.” Duryodhana smiles grimly, vindicated.

3. The first day of negotiation dawns cloudy and dull. Karna – who has no intention of ever being in the same room as Kunti again – volunteers to look after their charge. Duryodhana does not protest, but gives him a sharp look that makes it abundantly clear that they are going to talk about it later. Karna sighs. Abhimanyu is not a bad captive as long as he is not trying to send himself to an early pyre. He does not taunt unless taunted, and usually listens to whatever is asked of him, provided it is sensible. Karna gets bored of poking at him before the hour runs out. He is almost glad when Duryodhana rushes in a prahar later, seething with rage, until he realises he is coming for him. His friend hauls him up and off his feet by his shoulder, slams him against the tent pole (which shudders dangerously) and wraps two hands around his throat before he can even open his mouth. “Wha-" he begins, but Duryodhana shakes him by the neck, hard, and he falls quiet again. “When were you going to tell me?” Duryodhana demands, face close to his own. “Were you going to tell me at all?” “Tell you what?” Karna asks, concerned. He is not particularly afraid of Duryodhana, even now, but it is unlike his friend to throttle him, and alarm bells start ringing in his head. “DO NOT ACT INNOCENT,” he roars, “you… you…” Duryodhana flounders, and Karna? Karna knows. He feels something startlingly like betrayal. “The Dowager Empress said she wouldn’t tell,” he whispers, and Duryodhana shakes him even harder. “She didn’t,” Duryodhana says bitterly. “She got Uncle Vidura to do it.” ‘Of course,’ he thinks with a sinking heart, ‘of course.’

+1. Duryodhana comes to visit him on the second day of his… captivity? He is in a huge room in the guest wing of the Hastinapur palace, and while no one has told him he could not leave, Karna thought it was rather obvious. Duryodhana stands at the threshold and stares at him. Karna stares back wearily, thinks about his wife and sons, and prays for them. “Do you know what happened?” Duryodhana asks, almost kindly, and Karna shakes his head. “We were discussing about their surrender,” he tells him, moving forward to take a seat on the couch. “I said they had to go back to the forest, or some other place, that I would provide residence as long as they swore oaths to cease stirring up trouble for me. Bheema said he would rather fulfill his oath of breaking my thigh, and Aunt Kunti said she was unwilling to see anyone but the rightful king on the throne. I told her I was the rightful king. Uncle Vidura told us that you were.” Karna stares at him after the speech, watches as he picks a thread on couch-cushion. “I’m not,” he says. “Emperor Pandu could not have known of my existence, and Adhirath baba adopted me in all ceremony. I am no Kuru.” “And is Aunt Kunti not your mother?” Karna doesn’t know what to say to that, so he says instead, “Radha maa is my mother.” Duryodhana shakes his head wryly. “You did not tell me. They said you knew before the war. You made me look like a fool, Karna.” Karna’s eyes burn – 'so stupid'. “I didn’t think I needed to. You didn’t care before. I wanted to see you on the throne, and no matter what you think, I wasn’t going to betray you. I don’t want to be king of anything beyond what you have already given me.” “I know,” Duryodhana says, softer. He gets up from the couch, walks over to where Karna sits on the bed. “I’m giving back Indraprastha to the Pandavas, with the condition that Vrishsena becomes king after Yudhisthir.” Karna gapes foolishly at him. “What?” Duryodhana laughs. “You think I will let my enemies rule the neighbouring kingdom for generations? Pfft. Vrish is in our team, and their nephew. Let them put him there.” “You…” Karna begins, but then words fail him. Duryodhana rolls his eyes and tugs on his hand. “Come cousin,” he teases, “let’s go and put some ice on the bruises on your neck, and then you can go tell your brothers what we discussed.” Karna gets up, and follows him outside.

[mysticarts]

Random rambling: (sequel au)

Nia: Hey Uncle Luci! Would you come here a minute?

Lucio: Hm? Sure, what is it? *stops making coffee and goes to Nia.*

Nia: *Inhales* Alright.. Can you try not to sacrifice your life for the sake of protecting me for every single moment? Please???

Lucio:.... Kid I can't promise you that-

Nia: Its not a promise.

Lucio: ....

Lucio: You could have kicked me out of this house, at the moment where I told you the truth yesterday.

Nia: I could have, but your important for me and Mom.

Nia: I rather have you stay here. Than get you murder off by 'them'.

Lucio: *sighs* They won't care, I have already deal with them.

Nia: In the most gruesome detail.

Lucio: That.. That was the only logical thing I needed to do.

.....

Watch me the way I make this a oneshot

{ PROTECT YOU AT ALL COSTS } (a silly sequel oneshot)

It was dark and cloudy as Nia opened up the door and walked into Lucio's home, taking off her raincoat as she sighed. It was pouring rain all day, and Nia preferred to avoid it, but it's hard to avoid it when your college classes are at the opposite ends of the campus.

"You're back, thought you where gonna be at one of your friends Dorms tonight" Lucio greeted, waving at Nia a little as he started to make coffee, guilt apparent on his face.

Nia shrugged and replied "Changed my mind" as she hanged her raincoat on the coat hanger and took off the flats she wore.

Nia then sat down on the couch, as the silence echoed tension throughout the air. Ever since Lucio confessed what he did in the past, Nia felt conflicted. Nia, did too, was involved in some SERIOUS crime before she met Carmen or Lucio, but the way Lucio described how he did it will leave Nia with nightmares.

Lucio wasn't proud of what he did, Nia could tell. Then again, did Lucio even had a choice? Nia knew Lucio would die for her, she knew how Lucio would try to keep her just as a attempt to see a sliver of Carmen in herself.

But Nia wasn't Carmen. She may have been Carmen's daughter, but she wasn't her.

After the long emptiness of the room, Nia decided to speak up. "Hey, Uncle Luci, can you come over here for a minute?"

Lucio looked rather surprised as he stopped making coffee. "Hm? Sure, what is it?" Lucio asked, walking towards Nia and sitting down next to her.

Nia took in a deep breath in and out. "Alright.....can you try not to sacrifice your life for the sake of protecting me for every single moment? Please?"

Lucio's expression turned into one of confliction, looking at the floor instead of at Nia. "Kid, I can't promise you that-"

"It's not a promise" Nia cut off, making Lucio look at her.

Lucio would stay quiet as his expression turned sad and he sighed. "You could have kicked me out of this house at the moment when I told you the truth yesterday"

Nia hesitated in replying. Lucio did have a point, Nia did not take it well, as good as she tried to hide it up. Lucio knew how Nia handled the information yesterday with such calmness, was the pinnacle peak of Nia's rage.

"I could have, but you're important to me and......" Nia trailed off, thinking about Carmen. The event all happened so fast. Nia still had nightmares about the incident, it's slowly destroyed her mind. "Mom"

Nia rarely called Carmen mom, it was usually Always Carm. Nia, for most of her childhood, didn't have paretns as Nia was on the run for her life every day until she turned sixteen and met Carmen. Nia knew how much Carmen wanted to be a mother, and how much Carmen treated her like a daughter. Nia wished that she'd been a better daughter now.

"But I'd rather let you stay here then get murdered by....them" Nia snarled, underlying hate came out on the word them.

Lucio sighed as he patted Nia's hair. "They won't care, I already dealt with them"

"In the most gruesome way possible" Nia commented crossing her arms.

Lucio looked at the side. "That.....that was the only logical thing I needed to do"

Both of them went Silent again. Things changed so much now. Nia was twenty one now, already studying at college. Lucio already quit the marigolds, and was trying to keep the house Carmen bought, considering that was the last thing of hers that Carmen left......besdies her lucky shotgun that Nia always keeps in a safe.

Lucio would then slowly hug Nia, leaving Nia frozen in suprsie. The last time she hugged, or even touched someone was at Carmen's funeral. Nia would slowly break down into tears as she hugged Lucio back, as they didn't say a word, but they thought the same thing.

They will protect each other, at. all. costs.

(Anyway tysm for this, cus I need to get some creativity out! Enjoy this small peice of......Hurt comfort???)

Feel free to ask questions!

[skyward-floored]

I….I couldn’t decide so I’m giving you 3 options and you can either do all 3 or just chose 1 for a snippet or any random facts you want to tell me! My brain will love anything you throw at me! I love all 3 of these so much! No pressure also! 💜

Incredibles au

Royal castle town wedding

Courage of ages

I will gladly talk about all three, you underestimate my ability to blab about my projects hehe

Incredibles au

INCREDIBLES AU WOOO Been working on the main fic on and off, was feeling kinda discouraged, and then I actually reread all of what I’ve got and was like “okay this actually isn’t so bad”.

I’d love to start publishing it, but the literal first chapter is so full of action scenes that I can’t write it very fast 😓 Plus there’s some (kinda important!) plot things I’m still trying to make work, and haven’t figured out yet. So eventually! Just not yet. Here’s a bit of it though!

“Hey Warriors!” Wild called from the table, then spat an entire mouthful of water at him from across the room before Malon could tell him not to.

Warriors lunged forward and shot some ice from his hands, freezing the water and catching it before it could hit the ground. He held it out to Wild with a grin, and he took it with a slightly disappointed expression.

“Aw... I like it when it shatters.”

Time grabbed his coat from the hanger as Warriors made the rounds and asked how everyone was doing, before ruffling Legend’s hair and making him squawk.

“How you doing Ledge? See you’re still crazy about carrots,” he teased with a look at his plate.

“And I see you’re still insufferable as ever, uncle freezer burn,” Legend snapped back, whacking his hand off his head.

“Aw, I love you too.”

Royal Castletown Wedding

I’m going to put the other two under a cut so I don’t take up everyone’s dashboards 😅

Castletown wedding! It’s only got another chapter or two left, then it’ll be finished! I’ve got a few deleted scenes from it too I’m hoping to maybe post once it’s finished. I honestly just need to sit down and finish the silly thing, but lately other things have been taking my attention heh.

Here’s a section of it :)

“Poor Cia...” Artemis murmured, pity in her eyes. “She’d never truly returned after all. She was merely a shadow, a tool like everything else...”

“Well shadow or not, she sure made a mess of things” Legend grumbled. “Good riddance.”

The others nodded, though Warriors seemed oddly subdued still, his eyes glazed like he was looking at something only he could see. Then he shuddered, and shook his head, snapping out of whatever daze he’d been in. He noticed Wind was looking at him, and gave him a faint smile, but Wind turned away.

Courage of Ages

Coa my beloved 💖💖💖 My own Links meet au thing, I’ve got so many random scenes and interactions (and aus heh) with these guys written down that may or may not actually end up in the alleged main fic. I always welcome questions about them! :D

But here’s a bit that’ll probably end up in the main fic at some point, or might just be a scene I’ll post by itself. We’ll have to wait and see :)

“Who all do you have back home Cloud?” Gloam asked once Windy had finally quit pestering him.

“You got anyone like that?” Light asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

Their resident cloudy hero blushed, and scratched the back of his neck. “Well. Yes. I mean...”

He held up his left hand, tugging off the glove atop it and revealing a wedding band around his finger.

“...I do have someone waiting for me back home.”

Gloam clapped him on the shoulder as a few ooohs went up from the others. “Well wouldn’t you know it, one of us is hitched! You’ve been holding out on us! What’s her name? You been together long?”

Cloud’s face turned wistful, and he sighed. “Zelda. And it hasn’t even been a week. I was on my honeymoon.”

Several glances were exchanged at the name, but Windy merely looked dismayed.

“Oh no, that’s terrible Cloud, this must be awful for you!” the sailor exclaimed, and the chosen hero smiled a bit despite the sad look in his eyes.

“Yes. But at least I know she’s safe.” His expression turned dismal. “She likely has no clue what happened to me.”

[ali-annals]

long live all the magic we made

Pairing: Jasonette

Rating: T

WC: 9.5k

A/N: Celebrating Speak Now TV with this fic, which has been in my head for ages>.< There's a small DP crossover, and if you see any plot holes, no you don't:) This is a Long Live AU.

Jason's nickname for Marinette, Your Grace, comes from @/boldlyanxious's fic "You're Grace" and is used with permission. There was supposed to be a Royal theme but I scrapped it in the end. I may come back one day and add it<3

“Daddy? Can you tell me a story?”

Jason smiled and brushed Sebastian’s hair back from his forehead. “Of course. Any special requests?”

“Something you did?” Sebastian’s eyes were wide.

Jason cleared his throat.

“A long, long time ago, I was in the city, on an errand for your uncle Damian. Goliath had gotten away, and your uncle was in bed with a broken leg, under Grandpa Alfie’s strict orders not to move. Goliath would only listen to me, so I was sent off to get him.

“It was a typical day in Gotham, grey and cloudy, and I wasn’t very happy that I had to leave my training to go find a rogue dragon bat.”

Sebastian scooched over and Jason lay beside him on the small bed, tracing the lines of his face as he spoke.

“I was busy hunting down my informants, hoping they’d have seen Goliath– you know how big he is; it’s hard to hide a dragon bat.

“The sky cleared up and became sunny. I think most of the Gothamites out and about almost collapsed from an overdose of Vitamin D,” he joked.

“I looked around to see what was up and saw this bright, sunny gash in the sky. It looked like the sun cutting through clouds, but it was definitely an unnatural occurrence. I grabbed my swords and headed to the gash. It seemed to be getting bigger, and wind was gusting through the rift.

“The wind picked up and carried me through the portal. There was this great whooshing noise and then I blacked out. It wasn’t very fun.

“I woke up and knew I’d been dropped in some other dimension because there was no way what I was seeing would happen in my world. The most gorgeous girl I’d ever seen was standing in front of me. She was dressed like a ladybug, and then she told me her name was Ladybug.

“She was a hero of that world, and something had happened during a fight that caused the gash. There was a whole team of animal-themed heroes behind her, busy fighting the strange-looking thing they told me was called an akuma.

“There was a snake, a fox and turtle, a black cat, and the Ladybug girl. They had some type of magic, and they were obviously used to these types of fights because it was over pretty fast– though that could have been the disorientation from crossing worlds,” grinned Jason.

As Jason told his tale, he watched Sebastian’s eyelashes flutter in his attempt to stay awake. Eventually, the boy lost the battle and drifted off to dreamland. Jason pressed a kiss to the top of Sebastian’s head and edged quietly out of his room.

~~~~~

“Maman, tell me a story,” begged Felicia, tugging at Marinette’s dress as she turned to leave after kissing her goodnight.

Marinette laughed. “Anything to extend your bedtime, huh? Alright, but only a short one.”

She perched on the edge of Felicia’s bed, smoothing out wrinkles in the comforter.

“Let’s see…oh, I have one.

“Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, there was a group of heroes fighting villains called akumas. I was the ladybug hero, the leader of the team. It was a battle just like any other day, or so I thought. There was a big hole in the sky that strange creatures we thought were akumas kept dropping through, and finally, there was a man with a sword. The hole seemed to disappear after he came through.

“My team and I defeated that day’s akuma and then spread out to go looking for the creatures that came to our world.”

~~~

Marinette headed off in the direction of the strange-looking creature that had come through the portal. It looked like a furry gargoyle.

At first, she had thought it was an akuma or connected to the akuma, but it had completely ignored them and headed for the suburbs of Paris.

The closest green space was the Bois de Boulogne, so she started her search for the creature there. It was late evening, so there weren’t many people around; she thought it would be fairly obvious if a furry gargoyle was around and didn’t expect it to take long.

She could look around, swing by a couple smaller greenspaces on her way home, and then be in bed at a reasonable time. Hopefully, she could get a good 8 hours of sleep before her 8:00 a.m. class the next day.

The cracking of a branch behind her made her glance back at the treeline, hoping it was just a squirrel or something small. Now that she was possibly facing the furry gargoyle…she wasn’t quite sure what she was going to do once she knew where it was.

But that was still a problem for future Marinette, because there was neither squirrel nor gargoyle behind her. It was a man.

A…cosplayer?

He was wearing old-fashioned clothes and leather armour, and had a sheathed sword on his belt. From a fashion designer’s perspective, it was incredibly accurate, and Marinette found herself wanting to ask him who had made it or where he’d gotten such an incredible quality get-up.

Realizing she was staring at the man, who had paused, she blushed and smiled awkwardly. “Sorry for staring, I was just admiring your outfit.”

“It’s fine, and …thanks? I’m just uh…looking for something my little brother lost. ” 

He spoke French almost perfectly, but his accent was unlike one she had ever heard before. He definitely wasn’t native to either Paris or France, yet he spoke Parisian French, not Quebecois.

She nodded and glanced up at the sky yet again.

“I’m Jason,” the guy offered.

“Mari,” she said, not wanting to give her full name to a stranger just yet. He seemed rather familiar, as if she should know him.

She continued her search for the creature, either a sighting or maybe a footprint, but nothing came up.

She did collect some litter to throw out, a couple francs, and a dropped Ladybug action figure.

Seeing Jason a good distance away, she waved and approached him. “Is this your little brother’s lost item? It’s the only thing I found that might be a child’s,” she nodded at the debris in her hands (the francs had made their way into her pocket. What? She was a university student in fashion, she needed money).

Jason looked down at the toy and took it from her, turning it around. “No, it’s not his,” he said finally. “By the way, who is this? I’ve never seen a toy like this before, and I saw someone who looked like this earlier.”

“Oh, Ladybug? She’s a part of the Miraculous Team.” At his blank look, she continued. “Paris’s heroes? They fight Hawkmoth’s akumas and amoks.”

“Japanese demons?” Jason’s head tilted slightly to the left, and she found herself thinking it was adorable on a man his size. Also, he knew the Japanese term for demons? Interesting.

“Um, yeah, that was the inspiration for their names. They're like…mind-controlled supervillains? The actual villain is Hawkmoth; no one knows who he is, but he has this Miraculous –magic jewel that grants its wearer a power– that he uses to akumatize anyone feeling strong negative emotions. The goal is to get Ladybug and Chat Noir, the two main heroes, Miraculouses. The akuma agrees to attempt to get the Miraculouses, and Hawkmoth gives them the power to get revenge or whatever they want.”

As she briefly explained the situation, Jason looked more and more worried.

“How long has this been going on?!”

“Um, since I was 13…so six or seven years, give or take?”

“That’s awful,” Jason said, eyes flashing green like Chat’s.

“Yeah, it’s been hard on everyone,” she agreed. “The Team has been doing their best, but since no one knows who Hawkmoth is…” she trailed off, shrugging. “They do the best they can.”

“Do you have a way to contact the Team, like to announce an akuma attack or something?”

“There is the Miraculous Team Official website and Twitter, and one of my friends, Alya, has a blog where she reports on attacks and livestreams them sometimes. I’ve told her it’s dangerous, but since Ladybug’s Cure always fixes the damage after the fight, she doesn’t mind getting knocked around a bit for the footage.”

“Oh, the damage is reversed? That’s a handy ability. Thanks for telling me about this; I just arrived here today, so I had no idea so much was going on,” Jason explained.

“No problem! I hope your stay here is peaceful!”

Jason handed her back the toy and headed back towards the busier end of Paris.

She clutched the toy, staring after his form disappearing into the twilight.

~~~

Marinette burst into the Miraculous Team’s quarters. 

“Max!”

“‘Sup?” Max whirled away from his worktable, where he was fixing up secure devices for the team to use as civilians.

“I may have a lead on Hawkmoth, I don’t know. Can you check some things for me, please?”

“Sure,” he spun around to his computer station. “Whatcha need?”

“Can you check all the flight logs from this afternoon? Find anyone who fits the profile of a muscular white or white-passing male in his early twenties, about 190 cm, black hair with white bangs, blue or green eyes?”

“Want me to find you a date  without  breaking several laws?” he joked, typing away.

She huffed a small sigh, blowing her loose hair out of her face. “Haha. You know I’m focusing on the Team and school right now. I met this guy while I was at the Bois de Boulogne, and he just…created an itch in my brain I need to scratch. There's something very off about him.” She began laying out her evidence, ticking off the items on her fingers.

“He spoke almost fluent French, but with an accent that I’d never heard. He knew that an akuma is a Japanese demon, which, maybe he just knows French and Japanese, but there’s other stuff as well. I told him the basics about the whole situation, and his eyes started glowing or flashing the same green as Chat’s. He wanted to know if there was a way to contact the Team, and the most damning evidence that something is wrong?” Mari threw her hands up. “He had  no idea  what the whole situation was about, which is why I was explaining it to him! He told me he had no idea about any of it because he just arrived today, but  how  did he arrive? International tourism has dropped so much because of this, and everyone in Europe tries to use Eurorail lines that don’t require a stop in Paris! There are brochures and PSAs and waivers to warn the few fools who do come here what to do and what all this is about!”

“That sounds seriously fishy, dude,” Nino agreed, having joined with Alya mid-rant.

Alya immediately pestered Mari into giving all the details of her interaction with Jason while they waited for Max to work his magic.

Mari did so, needing to work through the strange feelings he had given her. Strange, yes, but unwelcome or creepy? If she was honest, not so much. It almost felt like she was finally grasping a tough topic to comprehend, or achieving success on a difficult project. Pre-satisfaction, she decided to call it, as she had not yet gotten that success, but it was so close she could taste it.

That, more than his strange appearance in Paris, was what niggled at her brain. 

~~~

Hours later, Markov reported no man of Jason’s description entering Paris in any legal way. A moment later, Mari’s newly-secure phone alerted her that someone had replied to a post on TMO’s page.

‘Anonymous: I’m a private detective offering my services pro bono to help Team Miraculous apprehend Hawkmoth. Please reply to me privately if you’re interested in my offer.’

Mari huffed an incredulous laugh, betting it was Jason. He’d given her an intense vibe like Officer Roger or other law enforcement members gave her.

She discussed the anonymous offer with the team and they agreed that at this point, it couldn’t hurt to try tracking Hawkmoth with outside help.

A little while later, she replied to his message privately, sending a location and time for Anon and the Team to meet and discuss their offer.

~~~

The Team arrived at the location a few minutes early, to their surprise finding a man in jeans and a red jacket, a Ladybug mask peeking out from beneath the edge of the hood.

“Anon?” Ladybug asked.

“That’s me!” His gaze slid across the team, who were spaced out in a manner hard to be all attacked at once. “I have many years of detective training, and I’d like to help the Team and Paris if I can,” Anon said. “I’ve found a lot of bad guys, but the cases aren’t public so I’m afraid I can’t verify my identity that way.”

“At this point, you’re offering free help and that’s all we care about,” said Ladybug tiredly. “My partner, Chat Noir, and I would like to take a few moments to ask you some questions privately, if you’re up for that?”

“Sure,” Anon hopped up onto a roof vent and swung his legs, the heels of his boots hitting the metal echoing in the night air.

The Team cleared off, keeping a lookout in case this was a trap while their main defenders interrogated the detective.

Chat Noir wound around his extended baton, examining Anon’s body language and humming thoughtfully.

“Anon, my dear partner and I want to examine you quite thoroughly. You must admit, as a detective, this offer is rather fishy-smelling, even to a cat like me. So, Bug and I would like to try something with you, if you’ll give us a moment to prepare?”

Anon shrugged. “Take your time.”

The heroic pair snuck behind tall vents and detransformed, having already placed duplicate masks on their faces before they transformed and worn plain, generic black sweatsuits.

They reappeared behind Anon, who didn’t so much as flinch when they popped up at his elbow, kwami hidden in the depths of their hoods, tiny glowing eyes assessing Anon and his demeanour.

“Why are you only offering your help now?” asked Chat.

“I only arrived here today and found out about the situation.”

The heroes hummed, exchanging glances. Ladybug went next.

“That’s interesting…because Paris has been broadcast around the world and we’ve warned tourists away. Everyone knows not to come here unless it’s absolutely necessary. Even if you’ve been living under a rock, you would have noticed our posters and PSAs at airports, Eurorail stations, and around the area, if you arrived legally. As a self-titled detective, I find it rather interesting that you don’t even know the basics of the situation you claim to want to help with. So this is either a very badly-planned trap, or you’ve arrived illegally, possibly from another world…?”

It was a long shot, but Anon stiffened when she mentioned another world, and Tikki whispered that he was nervous now.

“You wouldn’t make a half-bad detective, yourself,” he said. “I guess another world isn’t any stranger than what you’re dealing with daily,” Anon sighed. “Yes, I’m from another world. In my world, we often face issues like you’re dealing with, and my father is the head of a team that deals with them. I’ve been training since I was young, and I have my own team. Those are my credentials.”

“Did you come through that bright void in the sky that occurred during the akuma attack this afternoon?” Ladybug asked.

Anon nodded. “I was looking for my little brother’s dragon bat, and then I saw the void in my world, so I went to check it out, because, Detective, and then I got sucked in here. I think Goliath is here somewhere.”

“Goliath is your brother’s dragon bat? Is it kinda red and furry and looks like a gargoyle?” Ladybug inquired with interest.

Anon nodded again. “That’s him. You’ve seen him?”

“Just when he came through the void-thing. I thought he was part of the akuma attack, but he just flew away and I had my hands full, so I have no idea where he could be now.”

Chat crept around Anon’s back, letting Plagg get a full impression of him.

Ladybug called Rena Rouge over and requested she also detransform so Trixx could act as a lie detector, transforming into Ladybug so their defences weren’t lowered dramatically.

Rena stalked around Anon. “Do you plan to double-cross us?”

“No.”

“Are you working for Hawkmoth?”

“No.”

“Have you lied to any of us about anything?”

“No.”

“Why do you want to help?”

“Because I inherited my dad’s gene for butting into other people’s business, especially when it involves villains.”

Chat chuckled, modifying a pole dance move as he watched Alya’s interrogation and Anon’s straightforward answers. “Your dad sounds like the opposite of my dad. He only butts into my business when he thinks I’m ruining his image.”

“Move, Catboy, I’m the bad cop here,” Rena gently pushed Chat out of the way.

“Are you easily corrupted by power?”

Anon chuckled lowly. “Quite the opposite. I was dunked in a pit of glowing green goo that tried to make me mad for blood and go completely insane. I’m quite accustomed to pushing out unwanted mental influences or evil powers drawing me to the dark side.”

Chat pushed Rena out of the way considerably less gently than she did him. “Glowing green goo? A Lazarus pit??”

Anon stared at him. “You know about those?!”

“My kwami does. He helped create them. But…you have them in your world? But no Miraculous?? How…”

Anon shrugged. “ I  don’t know. Any other questions to determine my sincerity and goodness? Maybe a blood oath binding me to never double-cross you sounds good?”

Rena and Chat exchanged considering looks.

“I was joking,” yelped Anon, raising his hands defensively.

Ladybug swung back over. “My kwami thinks we can trust you. If you let us down…just remember  you’re  in  our  world now, and our Miraculous can make you disappear without a trace, and there’s no one in this world to go looking for you..”

“Got it, ma’am.”

“Oh, one final question: you’re Jason, aren’t you?”

Anon looked at her piercingly, green eyes glowing under his hoodie. “Yes.”

“Mari told me about you; we’re pretty close. And a suspicious person she talked to came up in our conversation, naturally,” Ladybug hastily explained.

Jason smirked. “Naturally. It wasn’t the hot guy she ran into who was the best big brother looking for his kid brother’s toy?”

“Of coUrsE noT,” squeaked Ladybug. “We have different tastes in guys, anyways.”

“So Mari thinks I’m hot, but you don’t? Or you think I’m hot, and she gave me a 3/10?”

Rena and Ladybug gave each other a deer-in-the-headlights look.

Chat grinned, canines gleaming. “Oh, he’s good, Bug. I like him.” He held out his fist for Jason to fistbump.

Ladybug glared at Chat, then Jason. “I refuse to answer on behalf of my friend.”

Chat coughed into his hand. “Coward.”

Ladybug wrapped her yoyo around his baton, yanked so that he’d tumble from his acrobatic show-off, and turned back to Jason. “So, if you’re world-jumping, I guess you don't have a place to stay, huh?”

“Nope. I’m a former street kid; I’ll survive.”

“We have a place you can stay if you want.  Don’t  tell anyone about it.”

“Sure,” he agreed easily.

~~~~~

Ladybug showed him to the safehouse they’d had waiting, just in case any of the Team’s identities were compromised and they couldn’t return home or to the Team’s base.

A camera was installed in the one-room apartment, and the barest of necessities were left in the cupboards.

“One of us will be by in the morning to bring you to the base and get you started on your detecting. Here’s a burner with the Team’s numbers installed if you need something. Good night!”

“Thank you, Ladybug. Sleep well!” he waved her off, and she yoyo’ed home, considering the changes that would happen in the coming days.

~~~~~

Ladybug showed up bright and early to show Jason to the base before she headed off to uni for her 8 a.m. class.

Pegasus opened a portal from the Base, and the duo stepped directly through, eliminating any need for secrecy or division; there was no way that a portal would allow Jason to guess where their base was.

She let Chat and Pegasus take the lead, introducing Jason to the tech–which thankfully was similar to what had been developed in Jason’s world, so he picked up how to use it fairly quickly– and their suspicions of who could be Hawkmoth, et cetera.

~~~~~

After uni, which was thankfully only a half day that day, Marinette headed back to the Base, curious to see what progress, if any, Jason and the Team would have come up with.

At the last second, she remembered to transform and popped in through the window.

What she saw was not what she expected.

She’d been imagining them clustered around the computer setup, typing away or maybe stretching after hours of tracing leads.

Instead, she was greeted with the not un-welcome sight of Jason and Chat, shirtless and glistening in sweat from their spar.

The workout space on the far side of the Base had caught Jason’s eye as soon as he walked in, but he’d headed straight for the research part of the base.

Marinette supposed Adrien had taken advantage of Jason’s need for a break and coerced him into sparring with him. (She suspected Adrien had a bit of a boy crush on Jason, which she didn't blame him for. She might have a teeny bit of a crush, too.)

The two were having a break, guzzling water in that stereotypical jock way of squeezing water from the bottles into their mouths, the missed droplets joining the sweat drops as they trailed down their bare chests.

Marinette gulped, then remembered she was Ladybug. “Having fun, boys?” she purred, walking up to them with a calculating glint in her eye, watching Jason as he turned to face her.

“Yeah, Jason was showing me some of these moves he picked up from some trainers he had,” Adrien answered, bouncing over to her excitedly.

She pushed his sweaty locks away from her in disgust. “You reek; go shower, kitty.”

He pouted but sniffed himself and agreed a shower was probably for the best.

“So, you’re not just a pretty face or brains, you’ve got brawn, too.” She eyed Jason.

“The whole package,” he agreed with a sunny grin. “Would you like to spar with me?”

“Why not, I’m already in uniform,” she agreed. “Gimme a minute to warm up.”

Once she was sufficiently limbered up, she followed Jason onto the sparring mats and squared up.

She danced around him, trying to figure out his styles and cursing herself for not making Jason and Adrien fight in front of her first, so she had more time to study him.

He was a solid fighter, not giving her an opening even as he darted out to attack her…he was awfully light on his feet too.

Deciding first-hand experience was the best teacher, she finally dodged a swing and appeared up in his personal space, hooking an ankle around his leg and attempting to trip him up. Unfortunately for her, Jason was used to this type of attack and evaded her trap, spinning behind her and pinning her arms to her side.

She kicked out backwards for his knee and managed to clip the side, as he was slow to move out of the realm of an angry, kicking Mari.

His grip loosened, and she took advantage of his slightly bent knee to climb him and wrap her thighs around his neck, taking him down in a scissor hold.

Jason tapped out and Mari loosened her grip, letting him go.

“That was a great fight!” commented Jason, impressed. “Your resourcefulness must be a great asset in the field.”

“Thanks,” she flipped her hair behind her shoulder. “Want some lunch?”

“Please,” he followed her to the kitchen, smelling the aromas of the Dupain-Cheng bakery wafting from the bag she carried.

She laid out her offerings on the counter and motioned to the kwami hiding behind her hair to take what they wanted.

“YiKeS!”

Marinette snickered at Jason’s reaction to Daizzi. “This is a kwami. Relax, they won’t hurt you.”

“Huh,” he looked at the little pig kwami thoughtfully.

“You’ve passed the tests and Chat and my kwamis vouch for you, so we’re going to trust you, Jason,” she said, looking him right in the eyes. “Will you accept the Miraculous of the Goat, to use it only for good, and return it when needed?”

Jason glanced down at the hairclips, then back up at her. “You’ve known me for a day.”

“Well, you’re not trying to get a Miraculous, for one. We’re kinda desperate, for two.”

Jason shrugged, “Fair point,” and clipped the pins in his hair, sweeping his white-streaked bangs back. “How do I look? Is it too Harry Styles?”

Marinette rolled her eyes. “Nah, you’re too bulky to be a good Harry.”

Jason gasped in mock offence, which she ignored in favour of teaching him how to use the Miraculous.

“Say, ‘Ziggy, let’s stot’ to transform, and ‘Ziggy, let’s idle’ to detransform. The power is Genesis, which lets anything you draw come to life– but it’s dematerialized when you detransform and the Miraculous Cure fixes everything, so don’t go drawing $100-euro bills or anything.”

“Got it.”

~~~~~

Ladybug and Chat Noir sparred with Bouc, training him in acting as a member of the Miraculous Team while he took a break or let programs run on Max’s computers.

He was plenty well-trained before he transformed, but with the added abilities the Miraculous lent him, he was a force to be reckoned with. Ladybug found herself almost wishing for an akuma attack to show off their new member to Hawkmoth and warn him they were coming for him.

Finally, after Rena and Carapace brought supper (takeout) into the base for them all (Chat, Ladybug, Jason, Pegasus, Rena and Carapace, and Viper and Tigresse who’d come later) the computer program alerted Jason and Max to a hit on their algorithms.

Jason instantly dropped his Chinese and scooted over to the computers. “There is a hit! It’s someone you’ve had on your list of suspects, Gabriel Agreste.”

Chat looked at Ladybug, stricken. She scooched closer and wrapped her arm around him, Carapace and Viper joining her in comforting their friend.

Jason and Max finally looked up and noticed the sombre mood and cuddle pile. “Is…everything okay?”

Chat’s head dropped onto Marinette’s shoulder as he mumbled loud enough for Jason to hear, “Gabriel Agreste is my father.”

Jason made a commiserating noise. “That sucks. My dad worked for one of my city’s bigger villains when I was a child. He wasn’t great. If you want to talk –or punch something– I’ll be around.”

“Thanks.”

~~~

Marinette skipped classes the next couple of days and spent her time formulating attack strategies with Jason and comforting Adrien, who was cycling through the 5 stages of grief.

Jason taught her how to plan the perfect heist, but they eventually decided they needed to unmask Hawkmoth in front of Paris and show everyone that he was finally gone.

Adrien agreed to partake in the plan, and the entire day was carefully gone over, with contingencies being brought up wherever they were (and weren’t) needed, thanks to Marinette’s paranoia and overthinking and Jason’s Bat- and League-training.

Each member of the Team was thoroughly briefed on their part until each simulation ran as smoothly as they hoped it would on the day of.

~~~

Jason woke up from his nap, rubbing his hands over his face and wondering why he’d woken up. There was no danger to him here, so no spidey senses were pinging. Why had he woken up, then?

A faint blue glow from across the open space caught his attention and he rolled into a crouch silently, focusing on the light.

It was surrounding someone’s form as they leaned over Marinette, who was slumbering in front of the computers, drooling on her pencil-sketched plans and contingencies.

The form turned to him and lifted their finger to their lips.

The blue light was seeming to dim, but as his eyes had adjusted to the light levels, he was able to make out the person was in a rabbit-themed outfit that appeared to be Miraculous-given.

Vaguely recalling Marinette telling him that as long as the rabbit holder didn’t appear to tell them the timeline was wrecked, he approached the stranger.

“Are you the rabbit user?” Jason whispered.

They nodded. “Bunnyx at your service.”

“Are you here because the plan doesn’t end well?”

Bunnyx shook their head and moved away from Marinette so she could sleep in peace. “The problem is that I can’t see what happens after the battle,” they frowned. “There’ve been some major disturbances and events happening lately. I wonder if that’s affected the timeline and my ability to see what happens.”

Bunnyx glanced over at Marinette. “I can’t say too much, but before everything went wonky, I saw you and her together.”

Jason looked from Marinette to Bunnyx. “Did you see anything about my world?”

Bunnyx pressed their lips together. Finally, they said, “You get Goliath back to your world. Don’t worry about him; he’ll come back to you when you need him.”

“I wasn’t too worried; he’s League-trained. Thanks. Can you see across worlds as well as timelines?” Jason asked curiously.

Bunnyx shook their head. “My burrow only focuses on this world’s timelines. Well, this universe’s, because multiple worlds form and are changed every time someone makes a decision. Your universe is different from ours, and I can only see through things like the portal that caused this cross-universal gap.”

“You really think there’s something between Marinette and me?” he couldn’t resist asking, sensing Bunnyx was about to leave.

They nodded firmly. “I ship it, and not just as a friend. You have some undeniable chemistry that, in my opinion, you should at least test. I know you’ve felt it as you two have gotten closer together.”

He nodded, glancing over at the sleeping Marinette again. “Yeah, but I didn’t want it to just be a two-week fling like I’m on vacation, or something that happened for a month and then we never saw each other again after the portal was fixed and our universes never came in contact again. She’s been through too much, and I don’t want to play with her emotions like that.”

Bunnyx nodded understandingly. “That’s part of the reason I approve of you two. You’re a good guy, Jason Todd. I wish you luck, whatever you choose.”

A glowing blue portal similar to Kaalki’s purple ones opened and Bunnyx stepped through.

Jason pulled up a chair opposite Marinette and rested his head on his arms, studying her face.

“Are you a chemist, Mr. Todd?”

Marinette’s baby blues stared right back at him and he jumped. 

“You were awake?!”

She stretched and yawned. “Hypersensitivity. Miraculous sensing. You two weren’t  that  quiet,” she shrugged.

“Sorry.”

“‘S fine….So, are you a chemist? Don’t think I didn’t notice you avoiding the question.”

He sighed. “Chemistry and I don’t mix well; we tend towards explosions and burns.”

Marinette scooted forward, laying her hand gently over his, her eyes full of compassion. “Different universe, different rules?”

“You really want me?”

“You really want  me ?” she returned. “You might have outward scars, but most of mine are inside. Let’s just admit we’re both messes.”

“You’re not-” he started to protest, but she placed her finger on his lips.

“Think we can try to make something out of this mess?”

Jason removed her finger and pressed a small kiss to the back of her hand, his eyes full of sincerity. “I’m willing to try.”

~~~

Team Miraculous gathered in a huddle after their final simulation. By now, they had all revealed their identities to Jason to help plan their plot, and Marinette now dug into her jeans pocket to pull out an old picture of the team, the first one printed in the papers of the final team members.

“Remember this feeling? Before we realized just how bad this would become?” she asked, rubbing her thumb over younger-Ladybug’s face. “How long have we wished for this day?”

Adrien patted her back. “Too long, ‘Bug. But we’re finally getting this off the sidelines and facing the real villain head-on. This will all be over by tonight.”

She handed the picture to Adrien and leaned into Jason. “Promise me you’ll stand by me forever. All of you.”

“I promise.” Adrien, Nino, Alya, Luka, Juleka, Max, and Jason promised solemnly.

“Long live the magic we made together,” said Marinette, wiping a tear away half-formed and hugging each of her team members.

~~~

“What was it you wanted to talk about, Adrien?” asked Gabriel, sitting in the chair across from his semi-estranged son in the Dupain-Cheng bakery.

The entire plan had hinged on Adrien successfully convincing Gabriel to come out from the safety and privacy of the Agreste mansion, which he had managed remarkably innocently.

Adrien was a model, acting was what he’d been trained to do by his father, and now he was using those skills against him in a way he never saw coming.

He’d asked to see Gabriel between classes to discuss the details of his trust fund Emilie left him for when he turned 21, which would be in a few months. It was important, and he didn’t have time between classes to head to the Agreste Mansion; besides which, he wasn’t comfortable there and wanted his friend Marinette nearby for support. 

Adrien pulled out all the stops and even used the guilt card with no remorse on his end, after finding out who his father really was.

(Marinette suspected some influence from Nathalie on Gabriel’s surprisingly easy capitulation to Adrien’s terms.)

Jason and Marintette sat at a table nearby for an illusion of privacy, while also being close enough to rush to Adrien’s physical defence if he needed, under the cover of being Adrien’s emotional defence.

“We’ll work on finding you a way back home as soon as we have this whole situation wrapped up,” Marinette promised quietly, keeping an eye on the next table. “I am so grateful for your help. We would still be struggling with the issue if you hadn’t come. I don’t know what that thing was that brought you here, but I am incredibly grateful for it.”

“I wonder if B would be able to find a way for us to contact each other; he’s invented many more items for such purposes. With so many cross-world heroes to gather for Multiversal crises, we need easy ways to collect everyone.”

“You’ve told me lots about your adventures and hobbies, but not your family. What are they like?” she asked curiously, looking for the symbol Adrien would give her when he activated the plan.

“Uh, we’re all quite different, but we’re also quite similar in other ways. My oldest brother absolutely lives up to his name to those who know him, but to those who don’t, he’s an angel. Trust me when I say he’s the worst of us all for getting away with stuff.”

Adrien held her gaze and bit into his croissant.

Marinette reached out, grabbing Jason’s hand to get his attention. “Go!”

He squeezed her hand and stood. “It will work, Mari. Trust us all.”

He headed out the back door and Viper, spying from the kitchen out of customers’ prying eyes, set Second Chance.

Adrien brushed the crumbs off his fingers and stood, offering his hand formally to a fuming Gabriel, who simply stared at it in angry disbelief.

He lunged and yanked the butterfly brooch off Gabriel’s tie, turning to run out the door, but tripped over an entering Bouc, the brooch flying into the air.

Ladybug, who had ducked out to transform, came back too late to catch the small piece of jewellery, watching in horror as Gabriel caught it and put it on, transforming into Hawkmoth, who started towards the newest hero threateningly.

A purple butterfly flew towards the shadow in the sky, landing on Goliath the Dragonbat’s collar and turning him into a fire-breathing dragon, snorting angrily and flapping his bat-like wings, stirring up strong gusts of air at the civilians and heroes on the ground.

Of  course  the dragonbat showed up and saw one of his friends being threatened, becoming angry enough to be akumatized, thought Ladybug. Was this the ‘needing him’ Alix had told Jason about?

Adrien wiggled away and ducked into the alleyway to become Chat Noir, joining Ladybug as they faced the fiasco.

Alya was nearby, livestreaming the whole thing while she was illusioned to be invisible by Nathaniel, who had been temporarily recruited as a Fox holder since Alya was needed in her civilian capacity.

“Goliath!” yelled Bouc, waving to get the dragon bat akuma’s attention. “Get Hawkmoth!” he pointed at the garishly outfitted villain.

Goliath snorted and breathed a wall of flame at Hawkmoth, who stared at the flames approaching him with abject horror, standing still in shock.

Carapace threw up a shield to protect the other heroes and civilians from Goliath’s flames, though the heat and smoky smell still hit them like a wall.

Bouc carefully inched towards the blackened figure of Hawkmoth, unpinned the unharmed Miraculous, and inched back towards Ladybug and Chat Noir.

With a courtly bow, he presented the Miraculous to Ladybug. 

Still in shock, she took it, clasping her hands around it and squeezing her eyes shut. “Thank you,” she whispered. 

“Lucky Charm!” 

A trophy dropped into her hands, confetti sprinkling from the sky and raining on the gathered crowds like tiny pieces of their hope returning.

A butterfly fluttered out of the collar and down to Ladybug, who tossed her yoyo out with a flick of her wrist and captured it, “Bye-bye, little butterfly. Miraculous Ladybug!”

She looked at the glint of the sun on the gold of the trophy as it flipped through the air. “For Paris.”

The flurry of ladybugs swept over the scene, returning everything to normal (minus the abnormal sight of a dragon bat sitting in the middle of the road). 

A choked groan from the reverted pile of ash that was Gabriel alerted the Team to his rejuvenation.

Chat Noir and Carapace yanked him to his feet and held his hands behind his back, taking advantage of his lack of coordination and presence of mind.

Officer Roger, called by Juleka, arrived with a whole squad of policemen and took Gabriel into custody, reading off a long list of his wrongs (and rights, as in, Miranda rights).

Viper went with them to make sure Gabriel didn’t get away with anything, while Pegasus escorted a squad car to the Agreste Mansion to collect Nathalie and grab the Peacock Miraculous for Ladybug. There was enough evidence to prove Gabriel’s guilt beyond a doubt, especially when coupled with Nathalie’s agreement to testify against him in court.

Goupil disillusioned Alya and she immediately took charge, turning her camera to Ladybug, Chat Noir, and Bouc.

“Ladybug! Any final words to say to Paris, now that Hawkmoth has been revealed to be Gabriel Agreste –which I’m sure we all suspected at least once, right?– and taken into custody?”

“I am so pleased to announce that Hawkmoth has been unmasked and will be judged as he deserves, which is definitely thanks to our newest team member, Bouc,” she gestured to Jason, who waved at Alya’s camera. “Team Miraculous will be retiring now. It’s been a long seven years, but you can rest now, Paris. We will be setting up counselling centres, which I urge you to take advantage of, or to find a trauma therapist either here or online. More will be announced on BugOut later, so please tune in. Ladybug over and out!”

The remaining team members gathered in their base, comforting each other and celebrating their win.

Jason busied himself drafting a post for the Team’s website, BugOut, with resource links, cell centre helplines, and a summary of the Team’s achievements and members over the years for Ladybug to look over before they posted it.

Marinette herself was busy comforting Adrien, as he was finally fully free to mourn his father and all the baggage he had from that.

~~~

Marinette looked up at Jason, who had a tray in his hands.

The aroma of chicken soup drifted down to her. Adrien lay beside her, his head on her lap as she ran her fingers through his hair. Juleka and Luka were an arm’s reach away, with Alya and Nino on their other side. Max had left their comfort pile to get the final posts and links up on BugOut.

Jason kicked a pillow over to her, and she eased Adrien’s head onto it, inching out from under him and scooching over so there was room for Jason beside her.

He placed the tray down and gently pushed her head down to rest on his shoulder. “You want some soup? I made it myself.”

“How’d you do that?” she asked, voice quiet from having cried for a good half hour earlier and also out of consideration for her resting teammates. “This place doesn’t have anything more than a kettle and some granola bars.”

“I endeared myself to your parents.”

She could hear the smirk in his voice and looked up at him suspiciously.

“They were all too happy to let me have free reign of their kitchen as long as I sang your praises, which I was more than happy to do. Anyways, we’re probably going to be married off tomorrow,” he finished cheerfully, spooning some soup and bringing the spoon up to her mouth.

“Wha-?!”

She sputtered around the soup and Jason tsked. “Don’t wake up your friends, Your Grace. Don’t worry, I’ll turn the offer down. We should wait until all of this is cleaned up first,” he continued solemnly. “I don’t want you overburdened.”

Marinette coughed. “I hope you’re joking; although, this is amazing soup– I wouldn’t be  mad  if I did marry you.”

She felt Jason preen as he scooped another spoonful of soup for her. “Alfie will be so pleased to hear I followed his recipe well enough you proposed to me.”

“That’s not what I sa-” Another spoonful of soup shut her up.

~~~

A week later, Bunnyx showed up again, thankfully in the middle of the day and not the night.

“The gap is going to open again sometime in the next two days. My foresight is still a little wonky around that thing. Something very big is going on somewhere.”

“With my luck, it’ll be another multiverse-ending event,” groaned Jason. “Thanks for the heads-up.”

The next thirty–six hours were spent on as many dates as they could fit in: attending the zoo, visiting the Louvre, strolling along the Seine, baking together in the Dupain-Cheng’s kitchen after-hours, getting ice cream from Andre, following a scavenger hunt Jason had set up in the library, having a picnic on the Arc de Triomphe…

The rest of the Team members were pretty understanding and didn’t begrudge the budding couple their time together, though Jason and Marinette both made sure they didn’t ignore their teammates.

Then came the notification.

The Team members were called on to testify against Gabriel and Nathalie.

~~~

Jason padded up behind Marinette, who was rubbing her fingers along the edge of her right earring stud as she gazed sightlessly out at the moonlit view.

“Whatcha thinkin’ bout?” he wrapped his arms around her waist after getting the OK, hooking his chin over her shoulder though she was shorter than him by a good six inches.

“Adrien is going to reveal his identity as Chat Noir tomorrow.”

Jason hummed his acknowledgement, swaying to some unheard music in his head as she spoke.

“If he gets backlash for it…in his state right now…I’m probably going to have to reveal myself as well. I won’t let him go through with this alone, not after everything else he’s had to go through by himself.”

“Adrien is stronger than you think, Your Grace. I’m sure he’ll need all of our support, but he’ll be okay in the end. He does have you and the rest of the Team now, and he knows that.”

She turned in his arms and he spun her around to face him, pulling her along to follow the beat of his invisible melody.

“You think so?”

He counted the freckles dotting her face, little stars on her perfect features. “I know so. Just like I know that you’ll be okay one day, too. All of you will.”

He felt her lips on his before he realized she was moving.

She pulled away after a few seconds, suddenly bashful.

“Gonna kiss me like you mean it?” he taunted, and then her lips were on his again.

~~~

The morning dawned clear and sunny, the air was fresh, and the streets were lined with thousands of people eager to know what the outcome of the trial of Paris v Agreste would be.

A gentle breeze blew loose strands of Ladybug’s braid into her eyes, and she nervously huffed them away.

Bouc squeezed her hand reassuringly.

Chat Noir, Bouc, Viper, Tigresse, Pegasus, Rena, and Carapace followed Ladybug into the courthouse, striding confidently down the aisle in their uniforms, ignoring the flashing lights from reporters’ cameras and people’s murmurs.

Marinette couldn’t help the little bit of joy she got when she saw Gabriel in chains and guarded by two officers on the defendant’s side.

The trial began.

~~~

“And what was Adrien Agreste’s reasoning for this?” the prosecutor asked Gabriel, who was on the stand.

“We haven’t been able to find a trace of Adrien Agreste,” spoke up the aide. “There has been no activity at his apartment for days and no one has seen or heard from him or his friends.”

Chat Noir stood and raised his hand. “Permission to speak, Your Honour?”

“Yes, Chat Noir.”

“Claws in.”

Ladybug immediately stood beside him, calling “Spots off.”

“Let’s rest.”

“Let’s idle.”

“Scales rest.”

The rest of the Team stood and called their transformations off, revealing themselves as regular civilians Adrien Agreste, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Max Kante, Nino Lahiffe, Alya Cesaire, Luka and Juleka Couffaine, and one unknown dude.

Gasps filled the room and the reporters’ flashing lights started up again, brighter than their transforming glow.

“I am Adrien Agreste, and my friends and I are the Miraculous Team.”

“No,” whispered Gabriel. “No.”

The crowds in the gallery erupted into chaos at the revelation from the hero’s mouth.

“Order!” The judge banged his gavel, but Marinette could tell even he was surprised at the soap opera-worthy plot twist and dramatic revelation.

The crowd eventually quieted and the trial continued, with both civilian and heroic identities being called upon as needed. The temporary holders were also called for corroborating testimonies, such as Rose Lavillant as Pigella and Chloe Bourgeois as Queen Bee.

The judge called for a break and Jason turned to her, holding her hands in his. “You’re doing great, Your Grace. The onlookers have been tame so far, let’s hope it continues to be so neutral or positive, yeah?”

She nodded, leaning forwards to rest her forehead on his shoulder.

“When you go back to your world, can I come with you?”

~~~

The crowds did not continue to be so neutral/positive towards the Team’s identity reveals.

The next day on their way to court, they passed throngs of people divided in their reactions.

Many, especially those who had known one of the Team’s members, were on their side, their rage only burning hotter against Gabriel for fighting children–his own son, even if he didn’t know that.

The Miraculous glamour had kept people from guessing their true ages very accurately, but now that they were revealed and people had done the math, they were not happy.

Others were against them, questioning who had let kids have the Miraculous to fight an adult, why the teenagers hadn’t found someone else or turned them in, or a thousand other things. Everyone had a piece to say and did their best to make it heard.

Marinette had been doing her best to be optimistic, hoping that people would support the Team when the truth came out, but with so many people (even though they were the minority) criticizing and questioning them and going back to fight footage and picking apart every decision and action she and the team made, she got quieter and more withdrawn and less Ladybug-like.

Now that Ladybug and Marinette Dupain-Cheng were one and the same person, the mask did little to help her, in her mind.

“It’s okay, Your Grace. I’m here, and you are Ladybug, even if they know that, don’t let them get to you.” Jason leaned over to whisper in her ear before the judge arrived.

She smiled and tried to slide the Ladybug persona back on.

It felt like she had been on top of the world, riding the high of the people’s praise as they now had someone they knew to thank for Ladybug and the Team’s services, and now she was worse than nothing, being questioned for every little thing she did. Being a leader wasn’t all glamour like the media portrayed, she thought glumly. 

~~~

Gabriel was sentenced to life in prison.

The Team walked out, accosted by hundreds of flashing lights and reporters yelling questions.

The storm of questions was replaced by dark, green-tinged clouds and a brightly glowing tear in the sky, the wind picking up and turning into storm-strength gales rapidly.

Jason looked at Marinette.

Marinette looked at Jason.

They stood under the gash, the shadow of Goliath appearing as he rapidly approached, called by a special dragon-bat whistle that worked similarly to a dog whistle.

Jason grasped the harness dangling from Goliath’s tack and put his arm around Marinette’s waist. 

“Before you go, promise me one thing,” she said, raising her voice to be heard above the sound of the wind.

“Anything,” he said instantly.

“If you can’t find a way for us to meet again, show your future kids these pictures and tell them about me. Don’t forget me, Jason,” she kissed him desperately, holding him as close as she could.

“I’ll never forget you, Marinette. I’ll find a way to get back, I promise.”

With one last slow kiss, Jason swung up onto the specially-made saddle and flew through the gash, which closed behind him and sealed up with a bright green flash.

It was only as she was sadly turning away, ignoring the confused reporters’ and bystanders’ questions, that she was struck with a horrible thought.

What if the gash opened into a different world?

~~~

“What happened next, Maman?” asked a sleepy Felicia, her eyes blinking very slowly.

Marinette smiled down at her daughter. “What do you think, mon coeur?”

“Jason came back and they got married and lived happily ever after?”

Her smile turned a little wry. “No, he did not.”

~~~

Marinette went on with her life, avoiding reporters, supporting Adrien and her other team members, finishing her uni courses, turning down book deals and modelling gigs and interview requests and overeager fanboys, helping Nooroo and Duusu heal, and gradually things went back to normal.

What was normal, though? She couldn’t remember.

She had been twelve when she became Ladybug, eight years ago. She’d never experienced a year of high school without the added pressures of heroing, she’d never skipped a class simply because she could or for a mundane reason like her boyfriend being in town, she’d never she’d never she’d never.

What she did do was sign up for all the therapy, support her friends in their healing journeys, spend time with her parents, who were all too relieved that her days of being a hero were over, and completed her year of university with the highest grades she’d gotten in years.

She also filled countless notebooks sketching memories of Jason, her and Jason, outfits that she thought Jason might like or wear, Jason’s face, Jason’s eyes, Jason’s hands…

~~~

“And then what did you do, Daddy?”

Jason smiled down at Sebastian and his sleepy question. 

“I went back home with Goliath. Apparently, time works differently in different universes and I was only gone for a week in my universe.

“I told my family some of my story, and I asked your Great Aunt Diana for some help. She’s had lots of experience with strange things like this.”

“And?”

“And she did have some help. Apparently, she’d been contacted by an old acquaintance –that means a person she knew of– recently. The Ghost Zone, the place where all the ghosts live, had recently got a new king, so some of the bureaucracy was acting up a bit for him and things weren’t proceeding like normal. But once the King got some help and set some rules in place, everything got fixed up nicely. And so I begged Aunt Di to get me a visit with the Ghost King, and he was very nice and explained that the Ghost Zone was very, very big; so big that my universe and Marinette’s both touched it. When our universes were close enough and the Ghost Zone was glitching, the gash opened and we were able to travel through it.

“But,” Jason lowered his voice dramatically, leaning in closer to Sebastian, “only some people could go through it. People who were exposed to something called the Lazarus Pit in my world. Your Uncle Dami grew up around it, and I got pretty close to it, and so did Goliath after living around it for years. You see, Seb, the Ghost Zone, the Lazarus Pits in my world, and the Lazarus Pit in Marinette’s world are all connected. So, I talked to the new Ghost King, a nice guy who knew how us young people worked, and he was so moved by my story that he agreed to take me through the Ghost Zone to Marinette’s universe.”

~~~

The fine hairs on the back of Marinette’s neck stood up, and she turned slowly around to see a small gash opening in her apartment.

First, a foot came through, then a leg, then a hand, then… “You’re not Jason,” she said in surprise, stopping short from hugging the stranger.

He chuckled nervously. “Surprise! I’m actually a…friend…of Jason’s. Helped him get here.”

The real Jason stepped through the gash, a big smile on his face.

Marinette launched herself at him and gave him a tight hug, almost knocking him over.

“Oof, careful, Your Grace.”

“You made it!”

“I did! Thanks, Danny.”

“Anytime, man. Call me if you lose your amulet.” ‘Danny’ waved and disappeared, closing the gash behind him.

“Who was that?”

“Danny Phantom, King of the Infinite Realms. Apparently, the Ghost Zone connects our universes.”

“King of WHAT?!”

~~~

Once they had happily reunited and caught up, Jason explained what he had found out about their situation.

“Danny is really nice, and he gave me these amulets that will let us travel through his Zone as his guests, basically, even though we’re just using it as a highway. Someone I know is going to make teleporters of some type for us so we can eventually make a quicker trip, but it’ll work for now. The only problem is that to traverse the Zone, we have to be ghosts or exposed to its energy for a long time.”

“I wonder if being around Plagg’s ring would have the same effect? Because he’s connected to this place somehow. Oh, and there were all the times I died in a fight on alternate timelines. I wonder if I was dead long enough to count?”

Jason stared at her.

“I do not know how to answer that question, Your Grace.”

~~~

Jason pulled the old, tattered picture out of his pocket. “Here is Mommy as Ladybug, in the red, or as you might have heard, Marinette. You call her Mommy, I call her Your Grace… She loves you very much, and she is so proud of you and how well you’re growing up, her little prince. She wants you to shine as bright as the sun, and get a good night’s sleep so you’ll be all rested and sunny for tomorrow.”

Soft, even breaths told Jason that Sebastian was asleep, and he quietly crept out of his room, soundlessly closing the door and meeting Marinette in the hallway as she exited Felicia’s room.

“Seb asleep?” she whispered.

“Yep. Felicia?”

“Dead to the world.” She gave him a quick kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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Taglist (open): @questioning-blob-of-fog @jennifer-rose123

[starswirly]

💧 🌟 ☁️ wt any character!! Multiple if u want!!!

💧 DROPLET - random angst headcanon

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

🌟 GLOWING STAR - what do they think about when they look at the night sky? is there someone they want to star gaze with?

Eutha and Severance since I want to talk about those two!

Eutha

-Angst…. >:]

-As much as Dream tried to make sure he was taken care of growing up, given his job it was expected that some times things slipped through

-Eutha was left alone for long stretches of time frequently enough that, it was just normal. She knew how to travel AUs pretty early and used most of the time to wander and watch. Got away with a good amount of theivery, given a child left unsupervised unexpectedly won’t exactly have money and kids get hungry! -That being said, some of the worst memories she had are the ones after a day like that where he was left along unexpectedly only to come home and see his dad severly injured. She knew about Dream’s job, as much as you can explain to a child, but it never sunk in the danger of it until that moment.

-Soft headcanon time now!!

-Learned how to cook from Swap, and Violet helped Eutha design the current outfit she wears! Swap also helps Eutha train on occasion, although she isn’t a person who enjoys the fighting, he does enjoy the excercise. -Between the roller skating, training, and rhythm games being a favorite, I don’t think he likes being still much

-Now the stars…

-First time seeing them was on the Surface of Violet’s AU, during a run where they got there. The stars remind her of her uncle, how hopeful he seemed that night.

Severance

-Angst, angst…

-Xe feels like xe’s weak. Unable to meet any of the expectations xir father has for xir. Deep down, xe doesn’t want to hurt people, doesn’t want to rely on other people’s painful emotions like that. Severance feels like if xe said a word of those thoughts out loud, that xe would be a failure in xir father’s eyes. Not only that, but that xir fate would be much worse than simple disappointment.

-Thinking such thoughts were treasonous enough after all, actually talking about it would be like pulling teeth. -Maybe it’s why xe jumped at the chance to “recruit” Eutha as xir “minion”. Xe could feel the positivity just leaking from his soul, maybe it was xir chance to prove xe could do this right! (Nevermind that as Severance got to know Eutha, xe wanted to hurt her less and less. She stuck around and went with xir schemes, he bought xir nice cream and was a better friend than xe had ever really had. Xe just… didn’t want to loose that.)

-Soft Headcanon time again!! Severance has two or three dolls that xe is very attached to, and to disrespect them would be of the highest insult to xir! The dolls were often xir allies in Xir games of make-believe growing up, and if you were to ask you would find out that they have very detailed backstories and personalities!

-Now the stars…. -The first time xe saw them, Severance had had trouble sleeping and run off to the roof of the castle. While the AU the hideout is in is always night, it’s usually cloudy or xe just… didn’t notice the stars. That night, however, it was clear and a new moon, excellent conditions for stargazing. Sev had brought some blankets and such with xir up to be comfortable along with xir dolls. Xe had felt so small under the sky like that, but at the same time xe felt so important. Who else was admiring these stars? No one that xe knew of, that’s for sure!

-Nightmare would have been worried as to where his child went the next morning. Except for the fact that xir turmoil had broadcast where Severance had been the entire night, until xe finally fell asleep. (Xe woke up the next morning in xir father’s bed, thinking that the whole night was dream, and that xe had just gone to xir father when xe couldn’t sleep.)

(Thank you for the ask Saturn!!!!)

[warriors-rewritten-chaos]

Warriors Ship Hypokits- SwiftCloudBrightDaisy Edition

Raise your hand if you shipped Bright and Swift as a kid when you first read the books because you didn’t know they were related. *raises hand* They aren't related in this scenario because I’m living out my childhood “they all live and get together” fantasies through this.

In this AU, Swiftpaw is on patrol with some other cats after the dog pack shows up and encounters the pack attacking a pair of young cats around his age. The tom is lying bloody and motionless on the ground while the molly is valiantly trying to protect him and fight off the dogs on her own despite her own severe wounds. Swiftpaw recklessly joins the fray to save the pair and the rest of the patrol does as well (to also save him after he is predictably quickly overwhelmed). Both of the young cats just barely survive the attack, and they introduce themselves and bond with Swiftpaw while the three of them recover together. The tom is a kittypet named Cloudy who is looking for his uncle who is a Clan cat because he wants to join his Clan, and the molly is a loner named Bright who was separated from her family when they fled from BloodClan; the two banded together to look for their respective relatives but were attacked by the dogs. Cloudy hears Fireheart’s name when Yellowfang greets him and jumps up despite his injuries yelling “UNCLE RUSTY!” at the top of his little kitten lungs. Fireheart is shocked to learn that Cloudy is his sister’s kit. Fireheart manages to convince Bluestar to not go on the Ableist Naming Spree and to let the two join the Clan. Cloudy joins the Clan as Cloudpaw and Bright joins as Brightpaw. When they become Warriors, Swiftpaw becomes Swiftfoot, Cloudpaw becomes Cloudtail, and Brightpaw becomes Brightheart. Brightpaw’s siblings Thorn, Bracken, and Cinder eventually find the Clan and join up as well after a happy reunion. When Daisy eventually joins ThunderClan with her three kits after a falling out with her own two mates Smoky and Floss, she hits it off with them but doesn't go any further because the three of them are already mates with each other and she doesn't want to insert herself somewhere she isn't wanted. They approach her first and she happily becomes their fourth.

The four have three kits together as a foursome (not counting the canon kits that also exist here but are now BrightCloudSwift kits: Whitewing, Ambermoon, Dewnose, and Snowbush) (Swift, Bright, and Cloud also adopt Mouse, Berry, and Hazel too)

Daisy carries these three and their sires are Swiftfoot and Cloudtail:

Roseluck- lithe reddish tortoiseshell molly with blue eyes. Cis molly, straight. This AU’s version of Rosepetal. Roseluck, as her name implies, is an extraordinarily lucky cat who manages to get herself out of bad situations surprisingly well. Her good luck is so legendary that she was assumed to be a Prophecy Cat for a bit until Dovewing was discovered to be the one. Roseluck doesn't mind this, though. Roseluck is overconfident and lazy, believing that things will always go in her favor. She’s perfectly happy to coast by through life without much to worry about. Although she does secretly worry about her luck running out one day... She is a Hunter.

Frogpuddle- heavy and thick-furred black-and-white tom with amber eyes. Cis tom, grayromantic asexual. This AU’s version of Toadstep. Frogpuddle seems to be a magnet for bad luck, the opposite of his sister. He was much more playful and outspoken in his kitten days, but as his bad luck became more and more of a burden he shrunk into himself and became anxious and paranoid. By the time he becomes a warrior he refuses to leave camp at all. He greatly envies his sister’s good luck and dreams of switching places with her a lot. He is a Builder.

Rustyfoot- dark-ginger-and-white tabby tom with light green eyes. Cis tom, bisexual. Named after Firestar’s kittypet name. Rustyfoot is much like Firestar was as a young cat- naive, but brave and stubborn. He is unaffected by the almost supernatural luck possessed by his littermates and is the most normal of the three. He has a competitive streak and likes to have mini-competitions with his friends to see who can catch the most prey and things like that. He is also very ambitious and wants to be Leader someday. Time will tell if he reaches that role or not. He is a Scout and then Deputy.

[massivechildtidalwave]

to keep things organized.

Hi I’m Problem. Not much of a name but it’s the only thing I can really use. 18+

they/them

I love getting asks about my aus and gaining suggestions for others. If you have any questions about that please ask me.

I mainly post about KHR and HP however I am currently reentering HxH, Naruto, Bleach.

I don’t have an official master list but I’m working on a version that works for me.

[hyunfilms]

blue side of the sky (lmh) | masterlist

“i’m in between the two, standing still & on the run— don’t know what to do, i’m in two places at once. i feel like the moon, trying to stay up for the sun— heart is so confused ‘cause it’s two places at once.”

♡ spotify playlist

—summary: waking up after 3 months with no recollection of your past, your friends do what they can to help you remember. except, they omit an important piece to the puzzle - afraid you would remember the heartbreak and hurt all over again.

��pairing: lee know x f. reader

—genre: (18+) exes to lovers, bestfriends to lovers au | fluff, angst, smut

—general warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, protected/unprotected sex, mentions of death/accidents, broken relationships, insecurities - additional warnings will be posted for each chapter.

—fic title inspired by sofia carson’s ‘blue side of the sky’ ; song quoted above is 2 places by tori kelly

—release: may ‘23

♡ table of contents ;

one: slowly, but surely

two: thai food for days

three: Sunday Morning

four: princess protector

five: the third wave

six: like a stranger

seven: the losing game

eight: Mars

nine: Pusheen with a lopsided eye

ten: changes

⇢ 10.5: [cloudy days] jisung

eleven: the only way

⇢ 11.5: [cloudy days] minho

twelve: conservatory of flowers

⇢ 12.5: [cloudy days] chan

thirteen: all things astronomical

fourteen: never a linear path

fifteen: everyone but you

⇢ 15.5: [cloudy days] kat

sixteen: deja vu

⇢ 16.5: [cloudy days] uncle adrian

seventeen: kintsugi

⇢ 17.5: [cloudy days] san

eighteen: do you, for you

⇢ 18.5: [cloudy days] seungmin

nineteen: maybe this time

⇢ 19.5: [cloudy days] y/n

twenty: a good team

twenty-one (final): in this moment

[oxydiane]

everyone lives au in which harry is raised by jegulus and remus teaches defence at hogwarts consistently and of course because harry is son of his father and hates seeing his uncle moony miserable at every full moon, he decides he wants to become an animagus too! if even uncle wormtail could do it there was no way he couldn’t, right? teachers were always telling him he was very bright!

james absolutely cannot keep it together when he gets a concerned letter from remus saying that harry has stopped talking and seems to not even want to open his mouth and it makes him feel dreadful because remus knows the first step for the transformation way too well, they had to repeat it at least twice back in his days just because the full moon was cloudy at the end of the month.

regulus reads the letter and just sits there in the kitchen with his head on the table as james excitedly summons a parchment and pen to start writing a lengthy list of tips. sirius apparates in the middle of the room approximately five minutes later looking like christmas, his birthday, harry’s birthday and his anniversary with remus had just come all at once. regulus groans “oh god why did i have a child with you. why is he your carbon copy. why is he your carbon copy. why”

[wangxianficfinder]

Arranged Marriage

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Marriage Principles series by Fahye (E, 38k, wangxian, LXC/JGY, canon divergence, arranged betrothal)

❤️ I Started From the Bottom/And Now I’m Rich by x_los (E, 57k, WangXian, WWX/Others, Mutual Pining, Marriage of Convenience, Arranged Marriage, No Sunshot Campaign, Fix-It, WQ Lives, Transmigration, Time Travel, Weddings, Sugar Daddy, Sugar Daddy, Black Widow, Protective Siblings, Dysfunctional Family, Family Bonding, Sugar Baby, consort, Politics, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Crack Treated Seriously)

An Elegant Solution by giraffeter (E, 205k, niewangxian, canon divergence, arranged marriage, friends to lovers, fix-it, everyone lives au, courtship, polyamory, smut, Mojo’s bookmark)

cloudy autumn heaps the sky by anatheme (T, 23k, WangXian, Fantasy, Secret Identity, Dragon LWJ, Fox WWX, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Timeline What Timeline, wwx is a little older here, wwx piling gifts on lwj and encouraging hoarding tendencies, Sharing a Bed, Literal Sleeping Together, Arranged Marriage, of sorts)

The Oriole Behind You by mercyandmagic (M, 97k, wangxian, LXC/JGY, JYL/JZX, JC/LQY, many other pairings, arranged marriage, greatest matchmaker WRH, family feels, angst w/ happy ending, everyone lives au)

of all the hands by typefortydeductions (E, 51k, wangxian, canon divergence, arranged marriage, emperor LXC, PTSD, nightmares, dual cultivation, mental health issues, fluff & angst, consensual non-con, pining, politics) 

💖 sweet chaos by eachandeverydimension (G, 86k, wangxian, arranged marriage, different first meeting, falling in love, getting together, lwj in lotus pier, Chinese culture)

💖 hot necromancer singles seeking dom daddies in your area by Mikkeneko (M, 19k, wangxian, yiling wei sect au, BDSM scene, dom/sub, brat wwx, rope bondage, caning, aftercare)

Neatly Arranged by thunderwear (T, 45k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Angst with a Happy Ending, lwj’s mother is here but only briefly, RIP, Shenanigans, Fix-It, of sorts, Canonical Character Death, but not all, did i forget to tag pining, because this fic is like 90 percent pining, Hurt/Comfort)

❤️ a stone to break your soul, a song to save it by rikke (M, 180k, wangxian, Canon Divergence, arranged marriage)

Into the Oubliette by Ruixx (M, 121k, WIP, WangXian, Growing Up, Fix-It of Sorts, Arranged Marriage, Time Travel, Sibling Bonding, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Canon Divergence, Light BDSM, Breathplay, Wwx protection squad, Sunshot Campaign, War Politics, Hostage JYL, Visions, LXC Redemption, general lwj, Internal Sect, Politics, Good Uncle LQR, Lan OC’s, No Golden Core Transfer, Empire Building)

Baby Whisperer Wei Wuxian by Preludian_Staves (T, 15k, WangXian, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Canon Divergence, Cloud Recesses Study Arc, Not Jiang Clan Friendly, Arranged Marriage, (eventually for reasons), endgame wangxian, Parent-Child Relationship, Soft WWX, Pining LWJ, Good Parent WWX, WWX Is Good With Children, Single Parent WWX, Fluff and Angst, Rituals, Protective WWX, Protective LWJ, Developing Relationship)

Instead of rabbits, I'll give you this by Bloodcoral (T, 94k, WangXian, XiCheng, Canon Divergence, Angst, WWX is a mess, Fix-It, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, LXC is the best, JYL deserves much better, no really...she does, Arranged Marriage, Did I mention angst, Canon Rewrite, Some people do die...just the bad ones, well adjusted Xue Yang)

Polishing Jade by Starra (M, 252k, WangXian, Modern AU, Arranged Marriage, Awkward Dates, Slice of Life, Most likely OOCness, Falling In Love, Everyone Needs A Hug Loneliness, Feelings Realization, Drinking to Cope, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Angst with a Happy Ending, Implied/Referenced Suicide, slow-ish build, Eventual Cohabitation)

The Distance Between Fondness and Something Akin to Love by countingcr0ws (M, 20k, wangxian, arranged marriage au, not canon compliant, war, romance, mistaken identity, impersonation, awkward flirting, wedding planning, Chinese tradition)

a light hidden and singing by occultings (microcomets) (E, 48k, wangxian, arranged marriage, pining, getting together, slow burn, misunderstandings, miscommunication, blood & injury, happy ending, smut)

A Little Stabbing by tuesday (T, 4k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Canon Divergence, Minor Violence, Light Angst)

use the wood brought in by the tide by Lirazel (M, 27k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Hurt/Comfort, Warning for Physical Abuse, Falling In Love With Your Husband, pining for your husband, Sibling solidarity, dealing with your in-laws, lwj's typical inner maelstrom of emotions, WWX Whump, Protective!LWJ, lwj&jyl friendship, intimate hair brushing, Skinny Dipping, Growing Up, Establishing boundaries)

The Measure of Happiness by Anonymous (T, 5k, WangXian, misunderstandings galore, Pining your name is WWX, Arranged Marriage, No Sunshot Campaign, Alternate Meetings)

like the sun coming out by Anonymous (T, 2k, WangXian, No Sunshot Campaign, Good Uncle LQR, Supportive LQR, Protective LQR, Arranged Marriage, Domestic Hurt/Comfort, Miscommunication, Light Angst, Crack Treated Seriously)

True Gold Fears No Fire by defractum (nyargles) (M, 64k, WIP, WangXian,  Royalty AU, Ancient China, Wuxia, Historical Inaccuracy, Arranged Marriage, Identity Porn, Mutual Pining, Emperor!LWJ, empress!wwx, Eventual Happy Ending, Misunderstandings) Imperial cultivator au with very fun identity shenanigans.

rebuttable presumption masterpost by sarah-yyy

permissive presumption by sarahyyy (G, 7k, WangXian, Royalty, Arranged Marriage, Pining, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings)

🧡 hypothetically, of course by johnnyfucksup (G, 22k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Character Study, Kinda, Inter-sect politics, a little bit, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Strangers to Lovers, Getting to Know Each Other, Falling In Love, The Mortifying Ordeal of Falling In Love With Your Betrothed, Getting Together, Happy Ending, Love Confessions, very awkward ones at that, Slow Burn Speedrun)

Lead Me On Through by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 54k, WangXian, Arranged Marriage, Practice Kissing, practice other things, horny boys in love, questionable logic, Questionable Choices, slight knives, Happy Ending)

Give Me a Chance to Fall by brooklinegirl (E, 37k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Arranged Marriage)

The Scarlet Lotus by rainbowninja167 (M, 137k, WangXian, Marriage of Convenience, Secret Identity, Fix-It, Angst with a Happy Ending, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Canon-Typical Violence, canon-typical war crimes, Yunmeng Bros, the mortifying ordeal of getting seduced by your own husband, nonlinear chronology we die like cql, just kidding nobody dies in this fic, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Miscommunication)

Marriage Woe-nos! Series by oleanderedits (G, 10k, WangXian, Canon Divergence, Spite Courting, Comedy, fake dating to real dating, or maybe it was never fake?, Everyone else's p.o.v., Crass language)

With No Particular Affection by Chrononautical (E, 92k, WangXian, Modern AU, Arranged Marriage, Kid Fic, Miscommunication, Family Drama, JFM and YZY’s A+ Parenting, Good Uncle JC, Wedding Fluff, Genius WWX, Street Kid WWX, Homelessness, Rich LWJ, Oblivious WWX, Cinnamon Roll WN, Implied/Referenced Suicide, WWX Has a Pregnancy Kink, Domestic Fluff, Fluff and Angst)

I Have Arranged to Tie You to Me by xxxMiaHikarixxx (G, 47k, WIP, WangXian, Lan protective team, Time Travel, Past, LWJ oriented, Arranged Marriage, Boys In Love, Soulmates, Fix-It, Jiang siblings, not jiang parents friendly, JC is slowly becoming a good sibling, Soft LWJ, Protective LWJ, Genius WWX)

🔒 Only with Time by adrian_kres (E, 7k, WangXian, WIP, Arranged Marriage, Modern with Magic, fast then slow burn, Mutual Pining, they each sort of think it's unrequited love, it's complicated, possible dubcon depending on your interpretation of events, please see the author's note for chapter 3, Hurt No Comfort, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, but it does eventually get better! promise!, WangXian Endgame)

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Accidental/Drunk Marriage

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Being Known series by dragongirlG (M, 42k, wangxian, canon divergence, cloud recesses study arc, drunken confessions, oblivious WWX, humor, fluff & crack, accidental betrothal, family drama, political alliances, arranged marriage)

Kingfisher Feathers by anonymous (E, 122k, WIP, WangXian, Royalty AU, Emperor LWJ, Concubine WWX, A/B/O, Mpreg, Mutual Pining, Angst with a happy ending)

live from new york: an snl au Series by varnes (E/M, 105k, wangxian, JYL/JZX, Modern AU, SNL AU, slow burn, friends to lovers, pining, getting together, happy ending, Idiots in Love, and they were ROOMMATES, Frottage, Light Bondage, could not be lighter or gentler bondage, Secret Marriage, Accidental Marriage)

Magical Marriage Ribbons by starandrea (G, 2k, WangXian, Gūsū Lán Forehead Ribbon, Accidental Marriage)

Falling for You Series by Harleydoll (M, 12k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mild Sexual Content, Light Bondage, POV WWX, Oblivious WWX, Pining LWJ, LWJ Has Feelings, Accidental Relationship, JC is So Done, Wedding Planning, Fluff and Humor, WangXian get a Happy Ending, Protective LWJ, Possessive LWJ, POV LWJ, Supportive LXC)

Hangover by TriviasFolly (T, 83k, WangXian, Modern AU- College, Drinking, fluff? I guess, Las Vegas, Implied/Referenced Underage Drinking, drunk marriage, protective Jiang siblings, qiren being a bit of an asshole, Mental Health Issues, positive recovery, WangXian positivity, Healing)

Only Fools Rush In by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 27k, WangXian, Modern AU, Woke Up Married, alcohol use but no sex happens while drunk, Mutual Pining, Getting Together, what happens in Vegas etc etc)

Otherwise Engaged by DecemberCamie (G, 5k, WangXian, Modern AU, Professors, POV Outsider, Mutual Pining, Accidental Marriage, Getting Together)

Standing Engagement by x_los (E, 18k, WangXian, ChengQing, Misunderstandings, Accidental Engagement, Engagement, Sunshot Campaign, Golden Core Reveal, Canon-Typical Violence, Accidental Relationship, WQ Lives, Everybody Lives, Episode 19, Episode 21)

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