BlueFoodMakesMeHappy
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- Miraculous Ladybug (1)
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He stood alone on the rooftop, scanning the skyline for the brightly colored woman. He waited for two long minutes before he finally spotted her swinging toward him on the same cord she’d used earlier and she landed almost completely silent in front of him, holding what he realized might actually be a yo-yo tightly in her hands. He stood there awkwardly as she just stood there looking him over.
“Uh,” he said, bringing his hands in front of him with a clap as he rocked back on his heels, “Is everyone okay? There were a lot of things flying earlier.”
Ladybug blinked, “Wh-yes. Yeah, everyone’s okay…are you okay?”
“Other than the fact that I don’t remember being a furry, yes. The little ladybugs that were flying around earlier fixed me up,” Adrien confirmed.
When Adrien Agreste wakes up in the middle of an akuma attack with no memory, he expects panic. He doesn’t expect to learn he’s secretly a furry that goes around saving Paris. He doesn’t expect a magical rat named Plagg. He especially doesn't expect to find that his hero partner is one of his classmates.
But some instincts survive forgetting. And some feelings don’t need memory to remain.
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Nightwing leaned against a nearby console, arms crossed, watching with open curiosity. “So,” he said lightly, “does this make you, like…roommates?”
Danny snorted and shook his head. “Nah, more like a hostile Airbnb situation.”
Robin snarled internally. ‘I will evict you.’
“Please do,” Danny said, bringing a hand up to rub at his forehead. “I miss having my own skull.”
Agent A glanced between them. “You’re communicating internally?” he asked.
“Unfortunately,” Robin said aloud, glaring.
“Yes, and he thinks in knives,” Danny added. “It’s very stressful.”
Red Hood laughed outright.
*Robin does not get possessed.
He especially does not get possessed by a chatty, half-dead teenager with questionable impulse control and a yeti on speed dial.
Unfortunately, reality disagrees.*
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Once he and Jason parked in the front of the house, he met the other man at the bottom of the stairs and felt the house spirit fluttering around him curiously. “You know, you could have mentioned you were Jason Todd.”
He remembered researching people he should know before he officially moved to Gotham. Most of the details were forgotten, but he did recall multiple articles that talked about Jason Todd being found alive and coming back home to his family after being presumed dead.
Jason shrugged uncomfortably, “Does that change anything?”
“Nah. There’s only one thing I love more than messing with people,” Danny shook his head with a grin. “Messing with rich people.”
*Danny Fenton just wanted canned pumpkin and maybe enough time to finish his research paper. Instead, he agrees to pretend to be Jason Todd’s fake friend for a family dinner in exchange for $100 and free dessert.
It was supposed to be simple: limp convincingly, don’t contradict the mugging story, and survive rich people.
But he finds that the Wayne Manor is not just a mansion and that family is not just a family.*
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Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’m two minutes out.”
“Two minutes out? Where’d you go?” Tim asked. “I thought you were just gonna walk to the stores at the end of the street.”
“I did,” Bruce agreed and glanced at the young man in the seat next to him. “When I came back to meet up with you, I found you outside with a concussion and had left to get you patched up.”
“…but I’m not concussed?” Tim said hesitantly. “Bruce…did you kidnap a random person?”
His silence spoke louder than anything he could have said.
“Oh my goodness, you did,” the young man laughed out, sounding more amused than concerned.
*A concussion, a crowded Gotham street, and one very bad assumption land Danny Fenton in the care of the wrong family.
But Gotham doesn’t make mistakes without reason.
As confusion fades and the truth comes into focus, Danny is left with the ache of borrowed warmth—and the question of what happens when strangers care too gently to let go.*
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When Danny’s exhaled breaths turned a misty blue, his eyes lit up when he caught sight of a familiar figure not too far ahead with a shorter gentleman next to him. Jason better work with him or else Danny would torment for the rest of their infinite afterlives.
Mustering up the loudest shout he could, he yelled out, “Dad!”
Jason’s head jerked to face him, startled while the GIW agents swore behind him.
“I got stung by a bee!” Danny yelled, grinning inside at the nasty looks sent his way by the other pedestrians. “Dad! Look!”
He grabbed onto Jason’s arm in the same manner he had the last time they had met. He pressed more of his weight into the man, muttering quietly, “I give it about thirty seconds before I’m quite literally dead weight. Get me out of here.”
Jason steadied him when he stumbled forward, legs finally losing feeling.
“Here, evidence or whatever,” Danny choked out, shoving the tranquilizer dart into Jason’s hand before his vision swam and black crowded the edges of his vision.
*Danny finally manages to escape the GIW and keeps running into Jason. Might as well let the other halfa help him out. Good thing he looks young enough to pass as the man's kid.*