Behold, the superfam family tree! AKA the biggest tree I’ve made so far. Sorry it took so long! There are way more members than I anticipated.
Same message as always, tell me if I’ve missed anyone and message me if you need any clarifications because my handwriting can be pretty awful.
Some facts I stumbled upon while making this, that might also clear up some confusion: - Mia Kent, otherwise known as Cir-El, was introduced as Clark and Lois’s daughter from the future, but she was actually born to two human parents, with Superman as a genetic template. So she’s a clone.
- Hunter Prince is actually Diana’s son, with the Darkness being his father. Diana gave him up to Clark and Lois, who raised him as their own son alongside Jon.
- Christopher Kent was born originally as Lor-Zod, General Zod’s son. Clark and Lois adopted him in an effort to protect him from the government, and he would later on take on the title of Nightwing.
- Ur-Zod is the clone of both Lord Superman and Lady Wonder Woman, evil counterparts to Clark and Diana. Clark adopts him, but is not married to Lois in this universe
- Joel Kent killed his sister Kara out of rage and jealousy from always feeling like everything was a challenge, a race, with her. He was then killed by Luthor who basically revealed that everything he’d known was a lie and he killed his sister for nothing. However, he had a son with a woman named Mei-Lai before he died. The son was named Clark Wayne, as he ended up being adopted by Bruce Wayne Jr, who was married to Kara before Joel killed her. He also married Mei-Lai after adopting Clark. Clark Wayne would then go on to have twin daughters, Lois and Lara Wayne. Andthen, centuries after all of this, Clark Kent (who is immortal for some reason I can’t recall) has two children with Beautiful Dreamer. Lar-El (his son) and Vara (his daughter)
Crazy, right!? Kinda want to make a second family tree just for that universe because it’s insane
summary: “i mean,” marinette says frustratedly, ready to tear her hair out - you will never believe the number of rants she has told chloe and kagami and the nights she has spent obsessing over it, “i’m in love with both of you!”
Marinette Dupain-Cheng is unaware of her surroundings as she sketches into her book.
Unfortunately, this is what causes her to trip over a stray root in the ground.
Preparing herself for the hard ground, Marinette is surprised when she feels a pair of arms wrapping around her. “I’ve got you!” A bright voice says.
Looking up, Marinette’s cheeks pink in embarrassment. “Thank you! And sorry for falling into you,”
A dark-haired boy next to the one who caught her snorts.. “You didn’t. He just hadto catch you.”
Frowning, Marinette stares at him. Rude.
The blonde-haired boy who caught her, notices her look and laughs. “Don’t worry about him. Damian’s always grumpy.” He smiles at her and holds out his hand. “I’m Jonathan Kent - call me Jon - and this one here,” he gestures to Damian. “Is Damian Wayne.”
Damian looks at her as if he’s expecting a reaction from her but Marinette just shakes Jon’s hand and says, “I’m Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Nice to meet you.”
Jon looks surprised too, as if he was expecting something from her. Weird.But Damian’s name doesseem familiar…
Shrugging it off, Marinette asks them, “Do you both live in Gotham?”
Shaking his head, Jon says, “I don’t but Damian does.”
Again, Damian looks like he’s expecting a reaction.
“What about you?” Jon asks. “I haven’t seen you around before.”
“Oh, I’m on vacation.”
“Here?” Damian asks her skeptically. “Most people go to New York.”
“Weweregoing to go to New York,” Marinette says, remembering all the plans she and her family had made, “But then, when we were boarding, the attendant said myticket said I was supposed to go to Gotham. So my parents booked a hotel room for me and took off for New York while I came to Gotham.”
Even Jon looks surprised now. “Your parents just leftyou?” he asks, as if he can’t fathom the idea.
“Yes?” Marinette says, even though it sounds more like a question than a statement. “They trust me too because it’s been like this for most of my life, anyway. It’s not new.”
Both the boys stare at her like she’s insane.
“But that’s not how it’s supposed to-” Jon is cut off when Damian elbows him in the side.
“You can join us for the rest of your trip, if you want,” he offers.
Marinette eyes him suspiciously. On one hand, this trip wouldbe more fun with some friends (she didn’t really interact with hers ever since Lie-la appeared) but this was Gotham. She did her research on the plane and it wasthe most crime-ridden city in the world.
Hesitating, Marinette nods her head. “Okay.”
***
“You say her parents took off to New York and let her come to Gotham on her own?”
Bruce and Clark are both looking at Jon and Damian with shock.
Nodding firmly, Damian answers, “Yes. Apparently, there was some mix-up in the tickets.”
“But who doesthat?” Bruce asks with more than a little bit of disgust.
Jonathan shrugs. “Neglectful parents, obviously. But that’s not why we’re here. Damian asked Marinette to hang out with us for the rest of her trip so-”
Clark interrupts. “Damianasked her?”
“Yes, I did,” Damian says, rolling his eyes. What was the big deal?
“Believe me, I was shocked too,” Jon whispers loudly. “But anyway, we’re going to ask her to stay in the Manor so that she’s safe.”
“Yes,” Bruce says thoughtfully. “I think that would be a good idea. We’ll just have to be a little more careful about our nightly activities.”
“Then it’s settled.”
***
Jon rolls his eyes playfully as everyone fights over who gets to call Marinette for dinner.
It was actually kind of disturbing to see how she managed to get everyone wrapped around her fingers.
“It’smyturn-” Stephanie was shouting.
Tim scoffs and interrupts her. “You alwayssay that, Steph. I’mgoing to go.” He stands up but immediately Jason lunges towards the door to run to Marinette’s room.
Almost everyone starts protesting when Tim does that because he’salways the one to say that and he knows it too.
Jon snickers when he sees the expression on Bruce’s face. It’s the I’m-going-to-adopt-this-childexpression.
“Oh, no, B,” says Dick, having noticed the expression too, “Don’t you dareadopt Marinette.”
Everyone goes silent and stares at Bruce - who freezes with the expression on his face.
And then two seconds later, everyone is listing the reasons why he can’t adopt her ( “She already has parents!” “ Neglectfulones-” “You don’t know that!” ) and then Damian and Jon are out of the room.
“I can’t believeFather is considering adopting Angel.” Damian grumbles as they walk up the stairs.
You’re saying that because then you won’t be able to date her, Jon wants to say but he stops himself just in time.
Though none of them had said it outright, it was clear both of them were completely smitten by Marinette.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Jon knocks and opens the door to Marinette’s room just as she’s walking out from a portal as the French superheroine Ladybug?
Jesus Christ, things just got a lotcomplicated.
***
Marinetteswearsshe never meant for this to happen. Honest.
She didn’t know Chat Noir wouldn’t show up to Style Queen and so she had to fight against the akuma herself - making her late.
She was distracted the whole time, her thoughts ultimately going to the email she received from the Style Queen herself. Come with me to New York, and I’ll make all your fashion dreams come true.
Needless to say, she was exhausted when she portaled into her room into Wayne Manor - she was pretty sure she burst Damian and Jon’s eardrums when she figured out who Damian was - and thus didn’t realize her friends were in the room until one of them made some kind of noise.
“Oops?” she says when Marinette sees them standing at her door.
Tikki snorts, devouring her cookie while Kaalki sniffs haughtily.
Ultimately, the first thing they say is, “ What are those?” pointing at Tikki and Kaalki.
Oh right. She forgot about them.
***
“So you’re telling me, you’re a superhero with magical kwamis?” Jon asks and Damian winces at the high pitch.
“Also,” says the horse-like one. “This one,” it says pointing at Jon. “Is not a human.”
Dear god, why? Why did this have to happen?
After the explanation, the first thing she says is:
“I can’t believe this.” Marinette has this glazed expression on her face.
“Can’t believe what?” asks Jason, leaning against the door.
Jon opens his mouth to tell some flimsy lie (for someone who can detect lies, he’s terrible at lying himself) but Marinette points at Jason and glaresat him.
“You,” she hisses and Damian shudders - reminding himself to never piss off Marinette. “Have a terriblefashion sense. Like seriously, whowears a tin can on their head and calls themselves Red Hood? ”
Jason only gapes at her.
***
By the end of the summer, Marinette can guarantee that she knows who Hawkmoth is. The only thing she needs to do now is to catch him and Mayura and strip them of their miraculous.
“Promise you’ll message us?” Jon asks with those puppy eyes she can’t resist.
Hugging him, Marinette laughs. “Yes, Jon. I promiseto message you.”
“You better,” Damian mutters as he leans in for his own hug.
Marinette snickers at the shocked expression on his brothers’ faces.
“Don’t forget about us, Pixie,” Jason yells as if he’s miles away from her.
Giggling, Marinette waves at her friends as she walks to the limousine. “I won’t!”
Present time…
“Hello?” Marinette asks into the phone, hoping the offer is still around.
“What?” Audrey Bourgeois snaps into the phone. “Whoever you are, you better hurry. I’m a busy woman, you know. Who gave you my number anyway? Zara! Zayna, Zara, whatever. Did you give my number to anyone-”
Tikki smiles at her holder fondly. “At least she won’t have to deal with parents who don’t care about her anymore.”
Almost immediately, Kagami’s face darkens. “I can’t believe they just kickedyou out like that.”
Shrugging, Marinette says, “Eh. It doesn’t really matter anymore. I’m over it. It’s not like they spent much time with me anyway.”
Seeing as the topic was spoiling everyone’s mood, Marinette’s eyes light up. “So, what’s New York like?”
“Oh my kwami, you will never believe it but it’s like no one ever restshere-”
Marinette couldn’t wait to get to New York.
“Marinette!” Audrey calls.
Banging her head on the table, Marinette groans. Will Audrey never leave her alone for 10 minutes? She hasn’t even gotten round to designingyet.
“Yes?” she says, exasperated.
“Come here, young lady,” Audrey claps her hands together. “I have an appointment and I want you to attend it.”
Why did she have to deal with this now?
“Well?” Audrey taps her foot impatiently waiting for a response. “You know, if you don’t want to do it-”
Hurriedly, Marinette answers. “Of course, I want to do it. I was just getting my stuff.”
“Good,” Audrey says with satisfaction and Marinette trades an eye roll with Tikki.
***
Marinette is ridiculously relieved she didn’t turn down Audrey’s offer to attend the appointment. Because like some of the most famouspeople in the world were there - Tony Stark and Steve Rogers with their son Peter Parker.
“So, what can Style Queen do for you?” Audrey asks professionally.
Steve Rogers clears his throat. “We need suits for the Wayne Gala. Preferably formal ones with a personal flair.”
Audrey shoots Marinette a pointed look she doesn’t miss. It was common knowledge that thiswas Marinette’s specialty.
“Well, then, I suppose you’re looking for a designer such as Marinette, here,” and Tony Stark - Tony Stark! - smiles at her. Audrey continues, “Her specialty is adding a personal addition to clothes.”
“You’re Jagged Stone’s personal designer!” Peter says with enthusiasm. “Wow! Your designs are amazing!”
Feeling her cheeks warm with embarrassment at the praise, Marinette responds with a “Thank you,”
By the end of the meeting, Marinette has been tasked with designing New York’s power couple and son’s suits for the Wayne Gala.
***
2 weeks later…
Honestly, Marinette doesn’t even know how it happened.
‘It’ being her getting adopted by Tony Stark and Steve Rogers.
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Because she was designing for them, Marinette often had to go to their tower for measurements and such.
And somehow, the trio had managed to weasel the story out of Marinette, as shown below:
“So Marinette,” Tony asks casually as she measures Peter. “How did you end up in New York? I highly doubt your parents would have let you come here alone with only a few friends without much argument.”
“Well,” Marinette says absent-mindedly. “They actually kicked me out.”
Steve chokes on the water he was drinking. “What?” he asked while coughing.
“Yeah,” Marinette still doesn’t realize what she’s saying because she’s so focused and as a result, misses Tikki’s urgent stare. “It all started because of some liar in my school. She turned all of my friends against me using her lies and then it started spiralling from there.”
By the time she’s done measuring all three of them, Marinette has narrated the whole story and only realized once she was done. “So my mom gave me an ultimatum - either stop bullying her or leave - and I chose the second option because clearly they didn’t trust me and-”
Marinette suddenly claps a hand over her mouth.
“And what?” Tony encourages her, already thinking of pulling a ‘Brucie’ as they referred to it and adopt her.
Slapping a hand on her forehead, Marinette groans. “Why am I even telling you this?”
“Because Tony asked,” Peter says oh-so-helpfully.
“Come on,” Steve urges, “Finish the story!”
“But I’m not supposed to be telling you this,” Marinette protests because isn’t there a rule about professionality or something?
Tony groans and says, “You can’t just stop there!”
Seeing as they weren’t going to take no for an answer, Marinette finished the so-called story. “I had an offer from Audrey about 3 years ago so I called her up, and voila,” she says, “here I am.”
2 days later, Tony and Steve are asking her how she would feel if they adopted her.
Let’s just say:
Someone’s eardrums hadto have burst that day and that there was a lot of blood.
(Not in thatsense! She was sewing and she pricked herself hardwith the pin!)
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But yes, that was how she ended up here - signing the papers legally binding her to Tony Stark and Steve Rogers with Bucky Barnes being her surrogate guardian.
“You know,” Tony says casually and Marinette feels an eerie sense of deja vu. “We have to introduce you to the press before someone gets wind of this.”
Sheknewthis was coming and yet she flops onto the couch. “Do we haveto?” she whines.
Peter pats her head condescendingly, much as an older brother would do. “Yes, you haveto,” he emphasizes and Marinette whacks him on the shoulder.
“Ouch!” He glares at her, rubbing his injured limb.
Ignoring their bickering, Steve continues and says, “So we were thinking…”
Damian huffed as he checked his suit for wrinkles. “Do we haveto come?” he grumbles.
“Yes, you do,” Father says sternly. “But you might want to stay till the end,” he continues, eyes twinkling in a way that distrubed Damian. “There’s a surprise for both of you.”
And promptly, he walks out.
“What kind of surprise do you think it will be?” Jon asks, running a hand through his slicked back hair.
“If I knew, wouldn’t I be telling you?” Damian answers, still annoyed he has to come.
Satisfied with his hair, Jon nods. “Point.”
***
When Father said there was surprise, Damian thought, thiswas not what he had in mind.
Thisbeing his good, good friend (and Jon’s), Marinette Dupain-Cheng - who looked verybeautiful - being adopted by Tony Stark and Steve Rogers.
While the press is eating it up, Damian and Jon turn accusingly on Father and Clark.
“Youknewabout this,” Damian says.
“And you didn’t think to tellus?” Jon finishes.
Rolling his eyes, Jason adds his (unwanted) smartass comment. “That’s what a surprisemeans, you know.”
“Shut up, Todd,” Damian bites.
Anything else he was going to say was cut off when a blue-haired girl threw her arms around Damian and Jon.
“Damian! Jon!” she said brightly, hugging them. “I haven’t seen you in so long!”
Hugging her back, Damian is unable to stop himself when his lips tug up into a small smile. “You couldn’t be bothered to tellus you were getting adopted?”
Her smile turning mischievous, Marinette says, “I wanted it to be a surprise. So I told everyone except for you.”
“I figured,” Jon mumbled, his face still buried in Marinette’s neck.
Over her head, they exchange a look, they were going to tell her tonight.
And Marinette would make her choice.
“Wait,” Marinette stares at both Damian and Jon. “You bothare in love with me?”
“Yes,” Damian says seriously. “And we need you to make a choice so that the other can try and move on.”
Marinette bites her lip. What if she didn’t want to choose?
Dammit, why did shealways make the hard decisions in life? She was in love with bothof them, she couldn’t just say yes to one and no to the other!
“Well?” Jon shifts uncomfortably, waiting for her answer.
“I don’t…I don’t know-?” she whispers, examining her hand. “I don’t know who to choose!”
They both gape at her with open mouths. “What do you mean?” Damian finally asks.
“I mean,” she says frustratedly, ready to tear her hair out - you will never believe the number of rants she has told Chloe and Kagami and the nights she has spent obsessing over it, “I’m in love with both of you !”
When she finishes saying that, she is breathing hard while Damian and Jon look like someone threw a brick on their face.
“What?” Jon breathes.
Cheeks warming now, Marinette repeats, “I’m in love with both of you.”
They exchange a look - one Marinette doesn’t understand.
The next second, Damian is kissing her and then Jon is.
Smiling shyly at her, Jon says, “Maybe we could try-”
“-a poly relationship?” Damian finishes.
In response, she kisses both of them again.
By the time he, Damian and Marinette return to the party, Tony, Steve and Bucky are looking at Jon and Damian with vaguely threatening eyes.
“Damian, Jon,” Tony says, not-at-all threateningly. “Would you mind coming in private for a second?”
@sharkchimedes and I were joking around and we realized Connecticut Clark and Malfina would work with Clark and Bruce and I finally got around to making it. this took three and a half episodes of The Batman to make enjoy
Tonight Dick accompanied me on patrol to help with a minor investigation. He sat on my shoulders and pretended my Bat-ears were joysticks. I saw some of the officers laughing at me. I hid away in the shadows. I am a phantom.
Dick wanted McDonalds on the way home. I said no, because we have chicken nuggets in the freezer. He bullied me until I relented and we both got Happy Meals. I asked for no onions. I got extra onions. The toys were Sonic the Hedgehog themed. I wanted Shadow. I got Tails. Dick would not trade with me.
Bruce finished his journal entry and shoved the notebook away with a sigh. His phone was buzzing again and he recoiled. What did Michelle want now? He stared at the screen until the call went to voicemail and grimaced when he saw a number of texts popping up.
Michelle (PR): Mr. Wayne it’s time for your weekly social media engagement.
Michelle (PR): As per my last email, please try to be more friendly this time. Even though last week’s tweet went viral, it didn’t give a very friendly impression. No one knows if you were joking or not when you said “Don’t talk to me.” That’s one of the no-nos I was talking about.
Michelle (PR): I know you’re screening my calls. I know you’re awake.
Michelle (PR): Please just share something pleasant about yourself. A hobby (golf, polo), art you like (nothing risque or controversial), something you ate/cooked. Focus on *common interests.*
Michelle (PR): I look forward to reading your next tweet! :)
Bruce blinked at his phone. Fine, he would share one of his interests.
Warnings: Awkward encounters. Flannel. Forearms. Smut. Dirty talk. Some kinks that might not apply to you including but not limited to hickies, size difference, age gap, flannel shirts, and finally, cum play (if that’s what it’s called). I’m on my period and I’m horny so leave me alone.
A/N: Listen I’m not sure what happened here. I was minding my own business one minute and the next thing I know, I’m writing this hella long fic because men in plaid shirts are the death of me (Adam Driver in Blackkklansman) but Clark Kent in a plaid shirt/flannel can rip me to pieces and I’d ask him if he could do it again. I know I have other stories to get to and finish, but I got the inspiration and motivation to write this and I decided it was better than not writing any fics at all. Enjoy this hell that is Henry Cavill inspired. This will be up on AO3 with gifs :) Let me know if my smut is still any good.
So I was donating blood and was thinking of an AU where Billy knew he was Captain Marvel, knew how to access his powers but retained nothing of Marvel’s memories. A consequence of the magic is that the human mind can’t comprehend it so Billy transforms and essentially blacks out until he changes back. I can only imagine the sheer frustration of Bill having No Idea what he was up to as Marvel. His street buds think he’s the biggest Cap fanboy because he’s constantly tracking down down info on the heroes fights and missions in a desperate bid to understand.
Marvel himself would be Billy but maybe he too has a hard time connecting to his mortal self’s memories. He knows he’s from Fawcett City, that he struggles and barely scrapes by under difficult circumstances but he really can’t recall any details or information about Bill’s life. He may even forget that his true self is child. Pretty ironic if Cap is voting down introducing child sidekicks to the League.
Freddy is shaking Billy down for info about what the Justice League is like and Bill is red faced from frustrated tears because he knows Nothing. He knows via interviews that the JLA loves Marvel, trusts him and talks to him alot but he doesn’t remember. Superman probably told Marvel his identity but does Bill know? Nope and its incredibly annoying.
