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Laughing my ass of at the idea of Dick challenging Bruce to work in a bar/restaurant

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Bridgette groaned as she hit the ground. This akuma was taking everything out of her and Chat Noir. Itâs powers were like something out of a comic book, perhaps something that one of the Gotham Rogues would have out of the DC comic books.
Bridgette - Ladybug - looked at her partner. âWe canât do this without a bit of luck, can we?â
âYeah,â he nodded. âWe definitely canât do this without a lucky charm. Iâm betting on a knife this time, MâLady, youâve had a spoon and a fork after all.â
âHaha,â she laughed sarcastically. âVery funny. LUCKY CHARM!â
A swirling portal of red and black opened up above them, forming from the miraculous ladybugs.
âHuh? Thatâs weird. I donât think anything like that has happened before." Chat Noir said right before two figures, two people , fell to the ground in front of them.
***
Jason and Marinette were on patrol for the night - or rather Red Hood and Ladybird, two of Gotham's many vigilantes were. It wasnât odd for them to be patrolling together, in fact they almost always patrolled together. The only times they didnât was when one of them was either injured or needed elsewhere for the night. When theyâd first started dating patrolling together it had been a bit weird, but now Gotham was used to seeing their resident ex-crime lord and one of Gothamâs rare Batman accepted metas patrolling together.
Theyâd just finished stopping a robbery when a red and black swirling circle opened up beneath them. A portal maybe?
They fell through it, falling onto a sidewalk a moment later.
This clearly wasnât Gotham. The sun was out for starters. Marinette looked around as she stood up to see if there was anything recognisable in the nearby area. Was that the Eiffel Tower? And who were those strange people dressed up like animals?
âWhat the fuck was that?â Jason asked rather pointedly.
Marinette stared at CatBoy and SpotsGirl, âAnd who the fuck are they? Paris doesnât have superheroes.â
CatBoy huffed, âWell obviously Paris does have superheroes. Weâre right here. Ladybug and Chat Noir at your service.â
Jason ignored the young âsupersâ, âAre we sure this is actually Paris? Itâs too bright, even for the City of Light, and it feels more cartoonish than usual.â
âI noticed that too. The whole place feels off.â Marinette confirmed for her boyfriend partner. âWant me to take a quick fly around to get a better idea of this not-Paris place?â
âSounds like a plan.â
Marinette shot up into the air to survey the area, leaving Jason alone to entertain the kids.
CatBoy - Chat Noir - spoke up, âWho are you? Whoâs that?â
âRed Hood. Sheâs Ladybird.â He said gruffly.
SpotsGirl, he refused to call her Ladybug, snorted, âWhat? Like the characters from the comics?â
What comics, he mentally asked himself. âNo. Like the ex-crime lord and Supermanâs daughter.â
âYeah, as I said,â SpotsGirl laughed, âlike the DC comics. Jason Todd and Marinette Kent right?â
âHow do yo-â
âDonât worry,â said SpotsGirl with a reassuring tone to her voice. âItâs nothing to be ashamed of by naming your hero personas after some fictional superheroes. After all, RedBird is like my OTP.â
Marinette floated down from above after finishing her assessment of the city. âKid, neither me or Hood over there are fictional. Weâre real life vigilantes from Gotham.â She spoke gently, taking time to take care of the young girlâs thoughts and feelings.
SpotsGirl shook her head furiously, âGotham isnât real. Itâs a fictional city in the DCEU. I can prove it, let me google it.â
When the young girl showed the results to the couple they couldnât believe their eyes. âWhat the actual fuck?â Jason muttered. âIs this some sort of alternative universe?â
Marinette shrugged, âThat would explain a lot of what I saw. This version of Paris still gives off major cartoon vibes.â
Jason groaned, âJust our luck. We go to a universe where our home doesnât exist.â
âWe donât exist here,â Marinette blanked as the realisation came to her. âWeâre fictional here. Ainât that right kiddo?â
When they got no response they turned to look for the young superheroes. âWhere are they?â Jason muttered, âThe little shits tell us we arenât real here only to disappear?â
Marinette shrugged in return, âWell apparently they are the local superheroes around here, maybe they had a villain to fight.â
âI suppose thatâs fair,â he replied.
âWant me to fly us to them?â
âIf youâre up for it.â
âSeriously Hood?â She lamented, âWe got sent to a different universe, Iâm not injured.â
âOK then.â
And that was that. It didnât take them long to find the kids.
As Marinette touched down on the floor Jason couldnât help but laugh a little. âTurns out they did have to go off to fight a villain.â
âYeah,â she said, âbut WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?â Marinette gestured to the villain of the day. âAnd why do they look like a mix between Ivy and the Joker?â
SpotsGirl, who must have noticed the yelling, had made her way over to the Gotham duo. âThatâs cause the villain is based on Ivy, Hawky really isnât the most creative. Heâs used one of the same akumas over one hundred times now.â
Jason shrugged, âTo be fair to this Hawky, most of the villains in Gotham donât change their shit up much either.â
âThat still doesnât explain why it kinda looks like the Joker,â Marinette stated.
âOh, right,â SpotsGirl nodded. âHawky is either colorblind or makes every akuma ugly in the hopes that itâll damage our eyes enough that he can steal our miraculous.â
âHonestly, valid. One time when Ladybird was insulting Riddler he just admitted that the green was an attempt to blind us.â
Marinette frowned. It couldnât be. Could it? âHey Hood, arenât the miraculous the names of the weird Green Lantern rings like jewellery in the show Dick watches with Marâi?â
Jason blinked at her for a few seconds, âHuh. I think youâre right.â
âSo weâre fictional here? But in our world SpotsGirl and CatBoy are the fictional ones? You gotta be shitting me.â
âCould you stop calling us that?â SpotsGirl Ladybug asked politely as she fought off one of Joker!Ivyâs plants.
Marinette winced, âYeah, sorry about that.â
âItâs fine,â Ladybug waved them off. âBut some help with the akuma would be nice, if possible.â
âSure.â
***
âSo let me get this straight-â Marinette started before she was cut off.
Jason snorted, âYou canât do anything straight.â
âWell neither can you,â she stuck her tongue out at him. âYouâd just broken up with Roy when we met.â
âYeah, well you had a crush on Cass when we met.â
âYet I still ended up with you,â she retorted. âAnyway, let me run this bi you, this dude has the butterfly miraculous and he uses it to turn ordinary civilians who are feeling negative emotions into mind controlled supervillains?â
Chat Noir nodded, âYep, unfortunately. Itâs very annoying. The whole city has been held as emotional hostages for years.â
âYears?â Ladybug nodded at Red Hoodâs words. âDamn. Thatâs gonna seriously damage peopleâs development.â
âIt already has,â Ladybug informed the vigilantes, âthatâs why we were hoping you could help us for however long youâre trapped here. As we saw earlier you clearly wonât go back with a miraculous cure like all other lucky charms do.â
Marinette and Jason shared a quick glance before agreeing. âMaybe the magic will send us home after heâs been defeated.â
âHopefully,â Jason agreed with his girlfriend. âBut what can you tell us about akumas?â
âWe havenât watched many episodes of your show. Marâi prefers watching them with Dick.â Marinette states casually.
Ladybug nods, âThereâs been many types of akumas in the past. It'd be impossible to name them all, but the Ladyblog should have videos from nearly all of them on.â
It may take all night, maybe more, but Ladybug and Chat Noir start their run down on akumas.
âWhat do you mean a mime sliced the Eiffel Tower in half?â Marinette demanded, âThat's fucking crazy."
âSome pigeon guy was akumatized how many times?â Jason asked.
Chat Noir shrugged, âHonestly, Iâm not too sure. I gave up counting after one hundred.â
âYou gotta be shitting me.â
âNope.â
âSanta? Was a villain? Now that just sounds like some sort of crazy cartoon bullshit to me.â
âWell according to you this is a cartoon,â Ladybug huffed.
âI refuse to acknowledge that someone here also weaponized nightmares,â Jason muttered under his breath.
âAlso?â Chat Noir inquired.
Marinette nodded sadly, âScarecrow is a bitch.â
âHe definitely was in the comics,â agreed Ladybug, in a cheeky attempt to get back at them for the cartoon comment from earlier.
***
Marinette and Jason had been in Paris for a couple months. Unless there was a major akuma attack they mainly worked behind the scenes in order to figure out how Hawkmoth was. It was helpful to have Marinette fly after the de-evilized butterflies. What that meant was that they were pretty close to having definitely proof on Hawkmothâs identity.
Which was why it was rather concerning when Bridgette got sick. How were they meant to defeat the supervillain, who they were pretty damn sure was Gabriel Agreste, without their Ladybug?
Adrien was at school when the akuma alert went off which meant he had to find some sort of excuse to get away. But Marinette and Jason had been taking care of a sick Bridgette who was in no state to fight.
âTake them,â Bridgette pulled the earrings from her ears and handed them to Marinette. âYou look enough like me to pass as me. Hawky wonât know a thing.â
Marinette gasped, âBut theyâre yours. I canât just use them.â
âYes you can,â the sick girl insisted. âThere has to be a Ladybug in order to reverse the damage, and I canât fight like this. Please Marinette. You have to.â
Marinette groaned, âJust until youâre better. Okay?â
âOkay.â
When she transformed, Marinetteâs first course of action was to head towards the akuma attack, because she totally hadnât missed being in a fight since sheâd come to this weird, cartoonish world.
As she ran along rooftops she used her yoyo to message Chat Noir. She figured just sending hi it's ladybird today would be enough. Heâd get the message and no one would be able to figure out what it meant.
When Ladybird dropped down, in a suit identical to Ladybugâs, she couldnât help but grimace at the akuma. âWhat the FUCK is that color scheme?â She yelled at Reflekta.
The pink clad supervillain stared at the fill in superhero. âWho are you and what have you done with Ladybug?â
Ladybird smirked, âIâm Hawkmothâs downfall. Who are you?â
Reflekta looked down at Ladybird, âIâm-â
âWell Iâm cunning, ultra charming Chat Noir.â
Ladybird snorted, âSure, kitty, keep telling yourself that.â
âHey,â he squealed. âIâm charming.â
âSure.â She nodded over towards Reflekta, âCome on. We have an akuma to defeat.â
***
By the time Bridgette was better theyâd got definite proof of Hawkmothâs identify.
âSorry Adrien,â Marinette cringed as they met on the Eiffel Tower. âItâs definitely him.â
The boy sighed, âWe already knew it was. Now we can stop him.â
âTogether?â Bridgette asked tentatively.
âTogether,â they all echoed.
***
CRASH!
Ladybird crashed through Hawkmothâs window, Red Hood in her arms with his guns out. While Ladybug and Chat Noir were fighting against Mr. Pigeon again they were weakening the actual enemy.
âHi Hawky,â she grinned. âOr should I call you Gabe if thatâs easier for you?â
âWho are you?â The supervillain demanded, withdrawing the sword from his cane as he spoke.
âIâm the person who replaced Ladybug the day your akuma asked about Ladybug being replaced, and this is Red Ho-â Marinette glanced down at his sword, âWhat the fuck, thatâs hilarious. Thatâs like one of those pathetic fencing swords.â
Hawkmoth frowned, âItâs a noble sport.â
Jason laughed as he took a few warming shots, each getting closer to the villainâs head. âSure it is.â None of the shots before had been intended to hit - when Jason aimed towards the villainâs left leg, he gracefully moved out the way just in time and brought his surprisingly sharp baby sword down on Jasonâs arm with a carve to his arch. Blood dripped from Jasonâs arm to the floor.
It was all Marinette and her super hearing could hear. Drip, drip, drip. Drip, drip. Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip. Drip. Drip, drip, drip. Although she theoretically knew that Jason had endured much worse, hell heâd even died, that didn't stop her from worrying about him.
Ladybird's eyes glowed red as she glared at him. She desperately wanted to âaccidentallyâ burn some of his face as she delayed for time to give the final duo of their group of four a chance to arrive. âGive me one good reason as to why I shouldnât burn your face off right now,â she demanded.
âBecause if you kill me all the bombs I have set up in here will go off killing you too,â he informed them with a look of great pride in his face.
Jason snorted, âBeen there, done that. Minus ten out of ten, would not recommend dying.â
Marinette ignored her boyfriendâs terrible sense of humour and smirked, âWe got Adrien to disable those ages ago. He was more than happy to comply.â
âHe wouldnât do that. He wouldnât betray me like that.â
âActually,â Chat Noir started as he and Ladybug descended from the elevator, âI would definitely betray you.â
âYou? What?â Hawkmoth asked, clearly rather confused and frozen in shock. âAdrien?â
âThatâs me,â the cat dressed superhero replied as he landed right in front of his father. âIâll be taking those, thank you very much,â he said as he snatched the remaining miraculous from the man in front.
âFor something Iâve been waiting for the past couple of years, that was rather anticlimactic,â Ladybug stated with a hint of laughter, enriching her voice.
âSpeak for yourself,â Jason huffed with a slight grin on his face. âBut a little healing cure would be rather nice around now. Donât you think?â
âCourse,â Bridgette replied unsteadily as she threw her lucky charm into the air. âMiraculous Ladybug!â
***
Five months. It had been five months since Hawkmoth had been defeated and sent to jail. It had been five months since villains had stopped terrorising Paris on a near daily basis. It had been five months since Bridgette Dupain-Cheng and Adrien Lahiffe (formerly Agreste) had said goodbye as their friends flowed red and were transported back to their own dimension.
Although Adrien hadnât formerly been allowed to read comics, he and his girlfriend Bridgette had been binge reading all the DC comics together. The Red Hood or Ladybird issues were their favourites. But it wasnât until the latest Ladybird comic came out that they had spotted a small Easter Egg in the background. At the end of the issue Red Hood and Ladybird had clearly retired to their apartment after stopping one of the Jokerâs more nefarious plots and they were watching TV.
Or more specifically, they were watching a TV show about Bridgette and Adrien (more Ladybug and Chat Noir but who cares). As they saw themselves in the image, the couple couldnât help but smile. Their friends remembered them.