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“Don’t condescend me….
You don’t know a thing about me.”
White is a cat’s eye sight, despite their lack of depth.
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Master Posts Links
All the dabbles I have posted on my DC x DP account. Under a read more due to how long it is. Broken into three categories:
Multi-parts - Dabbles that have more than one part written.
One-shots- Dabbles with only one part written.
Requests- Dabbles written for the requests of readers. (Note: If a request is for a continuation of the other two categories, they will be filed in Milti-parts)
Master Post 1 Link
Master Post 2 Link
Please read the indexes to determine which master post each au is filed in.
As of 02/10/2024: The newest stuff is inside of Master Post 2. If there are many parts from Master Post 1, they will remain on that one.
MASTER POST 1 INDEX:
Multi-parts:
The Royal Consort,
The Bakery is a Front!...right?,
Child Support
Alfred's Boy
The Adoptive Son
Phantom's Number 1 fan
Passion for Fashion
Danny and The Fan Blog
Congratulations! It's Triplets!:
Ghost King Summon dare
The Dauntless Matchmaker
Demon and Angel Brat
One-shots:
The Assistant
The Ghost Trio's Food Trip
Legal Compensation
Love Among Fans
Lex Luther's Youngest
Misplace Baby:
The Infinite Realms Hobby Store:
Obsession Runs in the Family
Farm Hand
Vague Threats
Game of Deadly Love
Retired-Rouge
The Real Blood Son
The Kid of Candles
Magic Older Brother
Keep The God Kid Busy!
Dog walker
Clockwork's Cookbook
Respawn and Relive
The Summoning Conditions of the Ghost King
Finders Keeper
What's the rule again?
The Contact, the Butler and the Sly Time Lord
Big Fish in Gotham Pond:
Immunity system:
Wrong Number:
Timeline Prevention Squad
Requests
The Masters are Aliens
Ghost Zone Read
Red Hood's Snow
Jason Sees Dead People
Ghost Dad
Wayne Manor Ghost
The Siren of Iceberg Lounge
Single Dad
The Orginal
The Ghost King's Fibs
Red ParentHood
Woo thy Butler, My Lord
Jason's Doll
Cass the Halfa
Double Vision
Dealeyed Soulmates
Rescue Mission
Danny's Online Persona
Practice makes perfect
Alley Boyfriends:
MASTER POST 2 INDEX:
Multi-Parts
Cave Boy
Cass the Halfa
Danny's Grill
Freelance Inventor
The Audit
Why Ten?
One-Shots
Red Yummy
It's all Fun and Games Kids!
Professional Protector of Love
The Backroads
In 30 Minutes or less
One hell of a good bellhop
Mr. Flavor
Danny Fenton's Ex
Corporate Rivals
Rude Kryptonian
The Summoned Demon
Requests
Batman with a gun's lover
IRS's boogie man
Super Robin
Dear Elder Brother's mistakes
The Undead Florist
Pit's Merman
Dullahan is my roomate
Cluster of Cores
Nightowl Appartement
Demon Head slightly to the left
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Damian Wayne x Paramedic!Reader
Soulmate AU
Part One, Part Two, Part Three
CW: Poisoning, respiratory failure (just another Tuesday in Gotham)
When you were born, your parents were eager to see the first words of your soulmate written on your left forearm. You were woken from your sleep, wrapped in a soft blanket, when your mother gently took out your arm from the fluffy fabric.
Yet when she saw the words- no, word, singular- she paled. Your father leaned over and froze to a statue. Written on your wrist was;
Poison.
Yet your family's reaction wasn't even comparable to the confusion felt by the Al Ghul's in Nanda Parbat. When Talia read the words on her son's forearm, she could feel her heart stop for a moment.
You need to breathe.
The first words that the soulmate of Damian- the next Demon Head, next leader of the League of Assassins and the most intimidating and highly-trained man on Earth- would ever say to him shook Talia and Ra's to their core.
And once Damian was old enough to know what it meant, it shook him too.
Twenty Two Years Later...
The day started out as normal; you say hello to Harper, your partner in your ambulance unit, handing him a coffee before getting into the ambulance for a long twelve hour day shift, the day after Halloween.
"I don't want to be here," Harper says immediately.
"Neither," you reply before you pull out of the station and out into the street.
Not two seconds later, a beep sounds and Harper reads from the computer beside him; "Twenty-two year old male has collapsed and is struggling to breathe. Wayne Tower building on the top floor- that elevator better be in service or you're crashing this ambulance into a brick wall."
You snort, flicking on lights and sirens due to the nature of the incident and speed off towards the tower. You don't even need directions; the building looms over the entire city like a god and is a beacon of wealth- something two underpaid paramedics definitely do not have.
Arriving on scene and parking the ambulance hastily so that the back doors opened right next to the entrance, the two of you pull out the stretcher and rush into the building, many thoughts filling your mind as you reach the elevator- luckily in service- and hit the button for the top floor.
What could it be? Countless nights spent studying rather than sleeping fill your head as you sort through knowledge.
The elevator seemed to take forever, and maybe it did- this tower is extremely tall after all. You and Harper exchange glances just before the doors open.
Moving swiftly to the meeting room, full of businessmen in suits, your gazes are immediately drawn to the man on the floor.
Damian Wayne. Probably one of the few people who never needs to introduce himself.
He's not just struggling to breathe; you reckon he's paralyzed, too. Something sours in your gut as you crouch behind his head, Harper at his feet.
The Wayne's eyes lock onto yours as he takes in a raspy breath. "Poison," he chokes out. The words don't register just yet as the two of you lift him up from the floor and onto the stretcher.
"You need to breathe," you chide, and swear his eyes widen the slightest fraction. Harper straps him to the stretcher before giving you a nod. The only other person more famous than Damian follows you when you and Harper walk out with the stretcher. Bruce Wayne.
The elevator ride seems even slower going down. Bruce grips the side of the stretcher, knuckles white as Damian fights for each breath he wishes to take. But every second or so, Bruce's gaze flicks to you and makes you prickle with unease. Soon you realise Harper is doing the same thing.
Why- It hits you like a semi truck hitting a motorcyclist without a helmet on a highway. Damian Wayne's first word to you was 'poison', the same as it is written on your forearm.
The elevator dings and the door slides open. When you finally get him into the ambulance, Harper tosses you the keys without a word and settles beside the stretcher in the back, Bruce beside him.
You'll thank Harper later; right now, you need to get your soulmate to hospital.
"You should go check on him," Harper says at the end of your shift after handing the keys to the next crew. The two of you walk to the parking lot, tired and still processing the things you've seen. "Like, now. You've been angsty all shift."
"How can I not be?" you sigh. "Yeah, I guess I will, then. See you in two days."
Getting in your car, you pull out the parking lot and out into Gotham. The sky's getting dark- or darker- and the traffic is thinning. No one wants to be out at night, especially first responders. Yet instead of going straight home like normal, you drive to Gotham General Hospital.
The lady at the front desk frowns slightly when you ask for Damian Wayne. It's understandable; you're practically a nobody yet you're one of the most important people in the city.
"You are not immediate family or friends," the nurse says after a long back and forth. You bit your lip to stop yourself from saying anything you'll regret, but then again, she's a nurse. Nurses and paramedics don't get along.
"She's allowed," a low voice says from the hallway. Bruce Wayne, now changed into more comfortable clothing, looks almost as tired as you. Almost. He beckons for you to follow, leaving the nurse at the front desk flustered.
Damian's ward is private and more... luxury, if that's even a word used in the sense of hospitals. He's still asleep, and you find yourself checking his vitals with a glance. Not too bad, all things considered. He's definitely breathing better.
A weight lifts from you chest as you take a seat beside his bed. Bruce sits beside you in almost a casual way, yet you couldn't be further apart.
"What was it?" you say after a long moment of silence.
"Pardon?"
"The poison. He said it was poison."
"... right. It was curare," Bruce responds, rubbing his eyes. "Someone poisoned him with curare."
The only question left to answer now was who.
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List of Bat Family Team-Ups and Crossovers from the Batman: Reborn Era
While to me the late 90s and early 00s produced the quintessential Bat Family, 2009-11 (plus Convergence) gives us a maturing and quickly evolving Bat Family; forced to reckon with the themselves and their pasts, to sustain a future. Crossovers had a very different tone to 10 years prior; all that shared history now boils to the surface, asking if these already complicated relationships, new and old, will stand the test of time. I also added links and bolded my favourites.
For newer readers: This is the period after Bruce Wayne's "death", which caused a reshuffling of monikers and Gotham to break into chaos. The extended Bat Family at this point includes Dick Grayson (Batman III), Damian Wayne (Robin V), Stephanie Brown (Batgirl IV), Barbara Gordon (Oracle), Helena Bertinelli (The Huntress), Dinah Lance* (Black Canary II), Tim Drake-Wayne (Red Robin), Cassandra Wayne (Black Bat), Selina Kyle (Catwoman), Kate Kane (Batwoman II), Renee Montoya (The Question II), Jason Todd* (Red Hood II) and Bruce Wayne (Batman I).
Team Up Comic Runs
Batman and Robin 2009 (#1-26)
Dick and Damian
Batgirl 2009 (#1-24)
Steph and Babs
Birds of Prey 2010 (#1-15)
Babs, Helena and Dinah
Team Up/Crossover Arcs
Battle for the Cowl (#1-3)
Dick, Babs, Tim, Damian, Helena, Selina, Squire, Cass (cameo), Dinah (cameo), and Jason (antagonist).
Batgirl Rising: Point of New Origin (Batgirl 2009 #1-3)
Steph, Babs, Cass (flashback), and Dick and Damian (cameos)
Revenge of the Red Hood (Batman and Robin 2009 #4-6)
Dick, Damian, and Jason (antagonist)
Life After Death (Batman #692-697)
Dick, Helena, Selina, Babs and Damian
Blackest Night: Batman (#1-3)
Dick, Tim, Damian and Babs
The Eighth Deadly Sin (Batman Annual #27 & Detective Comics Annual #11)
Dick, Renee and Damian
Leviathan (Streets of Gotham #5-6)
Helena, Babs, Dick and Damian
Batgirl Rising: Core Requirements (Batgirl 2009 #5-7)
Steph, Babs, Dick and Damian
Collision (Red Robin # 9, Batgirl 2009 #8 & Red Robin #10-12)
Tim, Steph, Dick, Babs, Damian, and Helena (cameo)
Blackest Knight (Batman and Robin 2009 #7-9)
Dick, Kate, Knight & Squire, and Damian
The Flood (Batgirl 2009 #9-12)
Steph, Babs, Selina (antagonist), Helena (antagonist), and cameos for Dick, Tim and Damian.
Pipeline: Chapter Two (The Question: Pipeline or Detective Comics #859-864)
Renee and Helena
The Hit List (Red Robin #13-17)
Tim, Dick, Damian, Cass (epilogue), and Steph (cameo)
Batman: Imposters (Detective Comics #867-870)
Dick, Babs, and Renee (cameo)
Black Mass (Batman and Robin 2009 #16)
Dick, Damian and Bruce
Bruce Wayne: The Road Home: Batgirl
Steph, Babs and Bruce
The Great Escape (Batman #703 & Bruce Wayne: The Road Home: Batman and Robin)
Dick, Damian, Tim and Bruce
Bruce Wayne: The Road Home: Oracle
Babs, Bruce, and Steph (cameo)
Bruce Wayne: The Road Home: Red Robin
Tim and Bruce
Planet Gotham (Batman: The Return)
Bruce, Dick, Steph, Damian, Babs and Tim
Batman: The Black Mirror (Detective Comics #771-781)
Dick, Commish Gordon, Babs and Tim
All the Rage (Detective Comics Annual 12 & Batman Annual 28)
Dick, Bruce and Renee
The Lesson: Frogs, Snails & Puppy-Dog Tails... (Batgirl #17)
Steph and Damian
Judgement on Gotham (Batman 708, Red Robin #22, Gotham City Sirens #22 & Batman #709)
Dick, Selina and Tim
The Streets Run Red (Batman and Robin 2009 #23-25)
Dick, Damian, and Jason (antagonist)
Five Minutes Fast (Batgirl 2009 #22)
Steph and Squire
Batman Incorporated: Leviathan Strikes!
Steph and Bruce (part 1) | Bruce, Dick, Damian and Tim (part 2)
Hostile Takeover (Birds of Prey #12-13)
Helena, Renee, Babs and Dinah
The Gates of Gotham (#1-5)
Dick, Cass, Damian and Tim
7 Days of Death, Part 3 (Red Robin #25)
Tim and Cass
Storybook Endings (Batman #713)
Dick and Damian, but cameos for Bruce, Tim, Steph, Babs, Helena and Selina.
Unsinkable (Batgirl 2009 #24)
Steph and Babs, cute cameos for Damian and Cass
new reader note: Flashpoint ends Post Crisis continuity here but the 2015 Convergence event revisits this continuity for one last time, giving us a few more complete endings.
Father and Sons (Convergence: Batman and Robin)
Bruce, Damian and Jason
The Love Song of Stephanie Brown (Convergence: Batgirl)
Steph, Cass and Tim
Just One More Thing… (Convergence: The Question)
Renee, Helena and Kate
Birds of Rage (Convergence: Nightwing/Oracle)
Dick, Babs and Dinah
#batman reborn#batman#bat family#dc comics#batfam#comics#dick grayson#damian wayne#stephanie brown#barbara gordon#helena bertinelli#dinah lance#tim drake#cassandra cain#kate kane#renee montoya#jason todd#bruce wayne
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PRINCE OF POISON
《Dick Grayson Nightshade Au x Reader HEADCANONS》
Civilian Dick Grayson, a circus boy who lost his parents and was taken in by Poison Ivy. Becoming.. Deadly Nightshade.
In this Au: I can definitely see Nightshade Dick using his more flirtatious side. Mostly learning from Poison Ivy.
He too can kiss people and make them do his bidding!
His appearance is very beautiful, often being seen as a fairy-prince type of style. A crown of thorns adoring his head,
Often given the nickname Prince of Poison as a joke by the Sirens of Gotham. Which he uses the nickname with pride.
Leaning into a more gentleman vilian.
Civilian Dick living that cottage-core lifestyle, graduated with top marks in chemistry and environmental studies.
A sweet florist with his own little cute shop, often crafting each flower in a garden hidden away under the shop.
Customers love the shop, but it's often empty due to odd hours, people never really telling when it's open or not.
Yandere Nightshade Dick would try to manipulate his darling with spores and pheromones to mess with their hormones. Often thinking their in love, that they are the obsessive one. Unless they have bad allergies and could die from the pollen, which he can't do. He doesn't wanna kill them.
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Yandere Mini Fic At Bottom.
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"Ya know.. I've never actually thought about your shops name." You said loosely, smiling at the few white tulips sitting by the cashier counter.
"Whatcha mean?" Richard, or Dick, (He would beg you to call him his nickname. Which you didn't think you were close enough for.) (He tolerates it, not wanting to seem pushy, so his perfect image wouldn't wilt in your eyes.)
" "Eden." Just like that garden in the Bible right?"
"Yeah, I love the pun, besides, I pay tribute for a close family member of mine."
"That's sweet of you," you hum, glancing at the clock near the door.
"Adam and Eve right? I think?" You say sparingly, listening to Dick hum in agreement.
Unaware of the flowers becoming droopy by your lack of attention.
Some astray viens even creeping up from beyond the counter. Wanting YOU.
Richard, who notices this, grabs his spray bottle, which was filled with water, he quickly sprays them back to their place. But one stem doesn't get the memo, crafting something in its branches.
Dick panics, trying to pull it back.
"There goes my lunch break." You state sadly, more focused on the time than the crystal clear windows that would show what was happening behind you.
A soft tap takes away your attention, staring at a wide eyed Richard Grayson, who was halfway leaning over the counter. Holding a bright red, juicy apple.
"H-here, I packed extra?" He said a little less smoothly than he wanted.
You, who notices his behavior, stares at the apple skeptically.
"You didn't poison it right? Cause I don't know any prince charming to wake me." You said dryly.
Richard smiles sweetly, his eyes closed. Hidden away so you wouldn't see his rage.
"Trust me, I didn't, I don't wanna kill my favorite customer."
"I haven't bought anything from here. You drag me in hear with your flowery words.." You say plainly.
"My soon to be- Favorite customer," The florist stretches out his hand once more.
You, cautiously, take the apple. "Thanks, Richard." You wave goodbye, walking out of the shop. Taking a small bite on your way out.
"No problem.. My Eve."
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[Should I make a bat boys villian series?? Anyway thank you for reading! Let me know what yall think!]
[More Prince of Poison!]
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DC LEFTIST INFIGHTING CAGE MATCH: ROUND TWO - SET 4
PAMELA ISLEY:
"Being an environmentalist is a core part of her character and environmentalism is often associated with left-wing politics. She's canonically an ecoterrorist but I think if she had to pick from the leftist ideologies, she'd pick being a green anarchist. Like, she often targets the CEOs of big anti-environment companies which is pretty lefty. Also she's gay as hell AND feminist as hell so."
"Depending on her appearance, I personally think that Poison Ivy can have a strong case to be a eco-socialist or something similar. She's usually shown doing various schemes that revolve around protecting the environment! In Gotham City Sirens, she says she's donated a massive chunk of change to reforestation efforts instead of keeping it for herself. Now, of course, most of her activism does involve potentially wiping out massive chunks of humanity in favor of nature... but if plants could talk to anyone but her (and other people connected to the Green), maybe we'd all see her for a leftist heroine instead of an ecoterrorist. For legal purposes this is a joke. Vote Poison Ivy!"
"Ecosocialist ecoterrorist."
TALIA AL GHUL:
"Environmentalist - Joins Lexcorp as its CEO specifically to backstab Lex and expose the company’s illegal dealings. She also tries to leak information to Clark Kent to assist him in taking down Lexcorp in his capacity as a reporter. Anti-billionaire, anti-corporation, and she doesn’t even want to commit mass genocide like her father!"
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Scriddler fic - Bolt The Door
Summary - Edward decides to play the role of stalker as he follows Jonathan around the city while he conducts some business. (nsfw)
Also posted to AO3
Arousal was a fickle mistress but as Edward danced through the shadows of the rapidly darkening Gotham streets in pursuit of his unaware partner, he found it impossible to deny the thrill of the unaware chase and the growing hardness which pressed uncomfortably against his bottle green slacks.
At the other end of the street, his collar tucked high as a deep plum scarf covered most of his identity, Jonathan Crane wove his way through the quiet streets, unaware of the stalking presence which had been following him for some time now. Not for any nefarious purpose, but Edward had found himself afflicted with a terrible boredom that sparked a mischievous desire to play a game with his unassuming partner.
Thus far, things had been simple enough. Jonathan had visited a local pharmacy to pick up a prescription under a name which did not belong to him and he had returned to walking the streets with purpose. Which purpose, Edward was unsure, but the thrill of the uncertain made his steps light as he maintained a steady distance.
The sun disappearing rapidly over the far horizon, Jonathan appeared to take advantage of the declining light to turn on his heel and cut down a darkened alleyway.
Edward followed, tactfully using the shadows to remain hidden as he too rounded the sharp corner.
Jonathan was no longer alone.
A man, his clothing cheap and ragged at the thin edges, stood opposite him and from this perspective, Edward could only just make out the sickly features which broke free of the man's face. An addict. One of Jonathan's contacts perhaps? A hench? An informant? Most likely a dealer, given his threadbare presentation.
Edward, unable to hear their dialogue, instead focused on his observations. Jonathan towered over the unknown dealer, his impressive height allowing him an easy intimidation as he stood with confidence.
Squeezing his thighs together, Edward could not ignore how hard he had grown. How his fingers trembled with arousal as he watched from the shadows, unseen.
A sick, voyeuristic pleasure danced along his skin with every passing moment and he basked in it like a cat in the early morning sun.
A soft noise emerged from Edward's throat in surprise as negotiations clearly turned sour and Jonathan struck out with his fist, catching the dealer in the nose as an audible crack preceded the howl of outrage which the man made as he fell backwards on his ass. It was unexpected; violent and cruel but utterly delightful
Curled around the wall for extra protection, Edward's groin pressed against the cool stone roughly, almost rutting against it as he watched Jonathan approach the now-fallen man.
A glint of steel as a knife appeared in the fray and concern lanced through the arousal which heated Edward's core but it quickly proved to be for nothing as Jonathan dipped to snatch the shaky knife from the man's fingers. In one fell swoop, Jonathan dropped to his haunches and drove the blade deep into the chest of the writhing figure.
Merciless.
Brutal.
Mesmerising.
Palming his cock through his slacks, Edward allowed the adrenaline sweeping through his veins to guide his messy actions as the heel of his hand ground against his throbbing cock, the friction wonderful against his hard, confined length.
A clenched fist blocked the sweet sounds which threatened to slip free his lips as his orgasm struck him with urgency. It was wet and uncomfortable and so utterly wrong that he felt almost light-headed as his free hand clutched at the wall for support.
A screech of approaching sirens caught Edward's attention and he pulled himself flat against the wooden doorframe to his back as his body tensed. All too soon, an ambulance flew past; its blue flashing lights screaming an emergency as the sirens and lights quickly grew less intrusive with each passing moment.
Pushing off the door, Edward turned once more to see if Jonathan were still crouched over his victim but his eyes widened in surprise as he was greeted with an empty space. The body lay perfectly still, sightless eyes still staring up at the unbroken moon, but the murderer was nowhere to be found. Glancing around, he crept closer to the corpse, assuming that Jonathan had continued his path out of the alleyway onto the opposing street.
A gasp tore free of Edward's throat as he approached the corner, only to find his body slammed into the alleyway wall, the damp stone there making him see stars for a moment as his face found itself pressed against the hard surface by an unseen force.
"Unhand me at once you phili-"
"Did you enjoy the show, little voyeur?"
The question wrapped around his ears like a lovers kiss, forcing a renewed warmth through his frame as Edward recognised the honeyed, yet mocking, tones.
"Jonathan." Edward muttered, confirming his suspicions as he tilted his head free of the wall for a moment before finding it slammed back there by a rough hand. "Let me go."
"Why? You've been watching me, since I left the apartment I suspect, so why would I let you go now when you've been so desperate for my attention?"
Unable to deny the accusation even as his cock stirred within his boxers once more, Edward instead settled on open indignation.
"Desperate? For your attention? Don't flatter yourself, Cra-"
His words dissolved into a moan as Jonathan's thin hand pushed roughly against his overly-sensitive cock, snaking its way up to fiddle with his zip as he made quick work of the button holding Edward's slacks together.
A flush broke across Edward's skin. He wanted this. Wanted Jonathan to discover his little secret. His hidden shame.
"Well, well, well." Jonathan deadpanned, his stoic words coated with an undeniable heat as his fingers dipped within Edward's boxers. In less than a moment, he had discovered Edward's little mess, two of his willow digits pulling free with what little remained of Edward's spend coating the tips of them. "What a filthy beast you are. Did you come before or after I killed him?"
Shame and embarrassment roiling within his frame, Edward kept his mouth shut as a fresh flush spread across his cheeks. It was not the answer Jonathan wanted and Edward found himself flipped in place, his back now pressing against the filthy alleyway as Jonathan caged his body neatly.
"Before or after? Let's leave no secrets between lovers, even if one of those lovers is a indecent boy with no shame."
"After." Edward muttered, pinned by Jonathan's sharp gaze as his head tilted messily against the stone wall for support. "Just after you killed him."
Nodding his understanding, Jonathan pressed his groin against Edward's hip and Edward bit back a soft groan at the noticeable hardness there. His head felt light, arousal and shame swirling in such a way that his breath shuddered its way free of his chest.
"I provided a show for you," Jonathan smirked, his lips pulling into a sadistic smirk, "and now I think I'm owed my own little performance."
Thin fingers pushed against Edward's lips and he opened them obediently, the familiar taste of Jonathan's fingers mixed with the slight salted tang of his own release quick to coat his tongue. His teeth nipped at the edge of the long digits and Edward found himself rewarded with a stunted growl for his efforts.
"On your knees, Edward. The night is still young and the Scarecrow demands his due."
Regarldess how aroused he were, the pompous words still elicited a roll of Edward's eyes even as he crouched down to his haunches. A performance, sure, but like hell he was kneeling on his $800 suit in this piss-stained alleyway.
#scriddler#edward nygma#riddler#jonathan crane#scarecrow#riddlecrow#edward nigma#gotham rogues#scriddler fic#dc comics#batman villains
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Dan meets Oracle
Snippet from How Red Hood Became a Househusband
He could feel the echo of his core breaking into a million pieces. Once again he was a gangly teenager with too much power- too big for his body. Seeing her there- healthy, older, with the same glimmer and concern in her eyes- threw him back to her gravestone, where her empty coffin lay.
His Jazz never got to be an adult. His Jazz died in the Nasty Burger explosion.
But here, in the wheelchair was someone so painfully like his Jazz. If he had saved her- If he had pulled her out of the wreckage-
He would have done anything to save her, to bring her back.
“Is he okay?” Not Jazz asked, her voice so different but still with the same softness.
Dan could feel Jason’s core reach out to comfort or console. The shadows on his form flickered over the hand on his shoulder. Tiny hands found his cheeks wet and Elle’s little burble of soothing brought him out of his past.
His fingers came away wet with blood red tears. He hadn’t cried these tears of grief since before he stole Vlad’s core.
“Da?” Elle cooed, her little head laying over his heart, arms spread as wide as she could to hug him.
“Ah, I’m okay kid.” Dan wiped the tears from his face and put on a smile that hurt at the edges.
“Nice to meet you Eyes of Gotham.” Dan greeted, right hand over his chest in salute, effect dampened by Elle’s koala cling. “I am Dan Phantom. I am supposed to train jason in his ghost powers.”
“Eyes of Gotham is a bit formal” the woman mused. “My code name is Oracle. I run surveillance and communications for the Bats and Birds. You can call me Barbara when in civvies.”
Barbara smiled warmly and gestured to Elle. “Who is the Cling On? I saw the group chat and want to be introduced properly.”
“My Daughter. Danielle. Or Elle.” he took a small step forward, letting the toddler know that this new person was friendly. This gesture led the tyke to happily float over to the Jazz Doppleganger.
“She can float?” Jason asked.
Dan shrugged, “She usually only does it when she’s really tired.”
“What a cutie! Are we sure she’s not a long lost Wayne Adoptee?”
“I’m hurt Babs! Back from the Dead Part 2 and you’re more interseted in Miss Sticky Hands?”
The redhead nodded. “Yeap.”
“This is ridiculous!”
“You should introduce Phantom and Co. to the Siren’s before they start to think Big Buff and Glowing over here is a new rogue encroaching on their territory.”
Toddler given back she dismissed them with a wave of her hand.
So what was that about?” Jason inquired as he practiced flying between rooftops.
Dan kept a steadying hand on his elbow. “Just got deja vu I guess.”
The responding “Sure” was just as believable.
Feels inspired by this Krossan Art:
#fanfiction#dp x dc#Dan Phantom#danielle phantom#halfa jason#That Art HITS SO HARD OKAY?#danny phantom#oracle
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“Out there on the streets, it’s not enough to be strong. You gotta be mean. You gotta be ruthless.”
Fire is a Cat’s strongest asset and their sense of depth. They’ve got two varieties of Fire, one being Purple Flame and the other being Red Flame, the first of which is their sense of smell and the latter being their whiskers.
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Gotham Sirens! Six AU
Because what's better that six awesome ladies that deserved better ? Even more six awesome ladies that deserved better.
( Note for the ex-wives I'm talking about the fictional musical, not the real historic figures)
I've had this idea for forever, and I finally found every counter part:
Talia Al Ghul- Catherine of Aragon
Queens. Extremely Loyal. Love their children. Should have got out of the situation. Powerful Connections
Selina Kyle - Anne Boleyn
Just a party gal ;D ( it's actually one of the most complex and deep person out there but gets reduced as nothing more that the sexy girl)
Andrea Beaumont- Jane Seymour
Wish both were more in to the spotlight (pun, laugh,now thank you). Never got to see their son grow up :'I. Both were so much in love and just wanted a family.
Natalia Knight- Anne of Cleves
Got the better end of the stick. Classy. Sassy. Umboterd queen was to beautiful for the man to even look at. Rich AF.
Harleen Quinzel - Katherine Howard
Only used as a sexual object by men? Blamed for their actions even if they were forced into it ? Is still seen only as a sexual thing because it's "empowering" and not a fucking resoult of their trauma? Still demed child like and immature? You bet.
Pamela Isley - Catherine Parr
Girlboss. Couldn't be with the one she loved because of some stinky man. Indipendet but also really compassionate ( Yes Poison Ivy could simply take over the planet and kill humans in their sleep but she choose to be a cottage core lesbian, she is compassionate, or at least pitying)
Does this make Bruce Henry? Kinda. Will I apologize? No. Should I have named this "Bruce Wayne's Ex-Wives"? Yes, but it didn't sound that catchy and we are not here to talk about him.
I need someone to animate this please, it would be awesome. I need my pop group of comics anti- heroes. They become the family and support they never actually got.They do a tour and talk shit of Lex Luther together. Joker is gone in negative five seconds. They bring the kids to their concerts and organise concerts with the Birds of Prey. I need this group somewhere in the comics please. Lady Shiva is their bodyguard that absolutely doesn't wanna be there but is forced to, Onyx Adams founds it very funny , turns out Shado is a really good manager and Jade and Rose get (adopted) brought along for the ride.
#talia al ghul#selina kyle#andrea beaumont#natalia knight#harleen quinzel#pamela isley#catwoman#poison ivy#harley quinn#six the musical#gotham city sirens#dc comics#birds of prey#jade nguyen#rose wilson#lady shiva#Onyx adams
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wip ask & tag Game
Thanks for tagging me @fanfiction-artist-prototype !! this will be a mistake!
RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
The Unfortunate Confusion of Courting a Violent Bird
Down The Line, Flowers Of Mine
You’re about to find out
Drake's are magics
magic Tim :)
Corpse in the garden
break up
Danny just wants a grave (to be loved)
Punk danny in gotham
Johnny's old bike used by jason
Vanishing BatPham AU Danny As ethan and Constinten as Paul
Power Quadrouple AU
STOVE prompt
Footage of life before the past
head in the Game: Heart in the Zone
Gotham's own royalty, (living and dead)
Danny siren of gotham
oh core! oh core! Where are ye?
Mourning Danny
Escape this
Last pice of infinty prompt
Time likes some wings
Smut fic, yes the one with star wars
Body's more then just flesh, you can sell it for success
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A place to go (Kiss me better)
There is Closure, Just Adaption to Life
Messages From the Formally Deceased
sexy times ig
Kwan flash villain
Kyle weston & JLD
Mother of monsters
Tattoo And Piercer Mido!!!!
B3 & BNHA
Ass class & BNHA
Bnha fae Izuku&Aizawa AU
tagging @spite-sapphic-starlight @gilbirda @bewitched-forest
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What do you think of a Harley/Harvey romance? Or do you think they won't just fit and better left as friends or antagonists? Do you think Harvey would be a good fit as the 'token dude' among the Gotham Sirens (Harley, Ivy , Selina)?
Honestly, I don’t know what kind of dynamic Harley and Harvey should have. You’d think they’d have some common ground to build on, between their names and their taste in split fashion! But beyond that, they’re a pair of characters I can never quite figure out when it comes to them being together as anything but antagonists, which is boring to me.
(Note: when I speak about Harley, I’m taking about my own personal understanding of her, as I prefer the character. She’s been so inconsistent ever since she became the Sexy Elmo of the DCU, to the point that she’s more a vague merchandise concept than a character. For all intents and purposes of this, I’m thinking of her as Arleen Sorkin’s Harley from BTAS for the most part)
The big fundamental difference is that Harley is all about fun, while Harvey is all about pain. The guy literally wears his agony on his face, and is a big wet blanket for any irreverent antics Harley might want to commit. It's not even a Bert-and-Ernie situation where there's a wacky character and a stoic, straight-laced character, because Harvey is just TOO serious and TOO tormented to be any fun for Harley. There's little room for give-and-take between them. There's just Harley trying to be wacky while Harvey stares at her like someone who has entirely forgotten the concept of fun.
Now, that's not to say that Two-Face can't be a fun, wacky, flamboyant character for Harley to play with! But we'd have to go back to his late Golden Age characterization, where he was entirely focused on outlandish crimes based around the number two. I could possibly imagine a Harley who encourages Harvey to be that kind of Two-Face again, doing something like... oh, let's say, robbing a circus while riding on two horses at the same time. Harley might have a great time with THAT Two-Face!
Now, one might thinking about going the opposite direction. That, instead of encouraging his worst criminal instincts, there's some potential for Dr. Harleen Quinzel to actually be a healing influence on Harvey Dent. Unfortunately, I can't stop thinking about that comic where Mark Russell had Harley "cure" Harvey of needing to listen to his coin, which not only overlooks the core reasons why the coin is so important to him (Russell just kinda treated it as an obsessive quirk and no deeper), but it also shows how Harley's professional care only resulted in making for a more deadly, unpredictable Two-Face:
(Sidenote: brilliant as Russel is as a writer, you can tell he doesn't understand Two-Face because Batman doesn't refer to him as "Harvey.")
I'd love to see Harley as someone who truly empathizes with Harvey Dent, someone who actually understands his trauma from abuse and his internal divide, but it seems impossible to consider how both characters are usually written. It would require a Harley Quinn who actually does fundamentally care about helping people and a Harvey Dent who is written as both a good man and a victim.
Which is where Stjepan Šejić's Harleen was so fascinating and frustrating alike. Harvey is a major character there, and he's miswritten as a hardline dickbag who is all about being Hard On Crime, just for the sake of clashing with the tragically-empathic Dr. Quinzel.
This Harvey Dent is not sympathetic. He's a moralizing prick who straight-up advocates for a fascist police state, including releasing Arkham inmates to show Gotham in order to unleash martial law. It's a perversion of the subplot from the 1989 comic strips, where Harvey wants to resign for unwittingly almost aiding a plot to do exactly what he tries to do in Harleen. To top it off, this Two-Face is willing to re-flip his coin to get a desired result, which is just Bad Two-Face 101.
And yet, despite ALL that, Šejić makes an impressive stab at showing how his compassionate take on Harleen is two-of-a-kind with even this jerkass Harvey Dent.
Even now, I don't know what to make of this, nor do I know what it could possibly mean for either characters. But I remain intrigued by the potential implications of two tragic characters who both lost everything and became "monsters" all in the name of trying to help others. Two irreconcilable people, bound by fate and ideals and "Ha Ha."
So no, I don't know what kind of relationship these two could ever have. I'm even more doubtful there could ever be romance between them. But in other circumstances... who can say? Maybe in some AU, there's a tormented, scarred crime boss driven by revenge and punishing the Haves (Halves?) on behalf of the Have-Nots, and he surprises even himself by bonding with a whimsical, colorful, tortured, and tragically unstable mischief-maker in pigtails.
Maybe. Just maybe that'd work.
#and while I'd love to see Harvey as the token dude in a girl gang#I think Riddler was already the perfect choice there#I have my own ideas for the dream team for Harvey to lead though#harvey dent#harleen quinzel#harley quinn#twoface#two face#batman
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@voicestm
Word had trickled to him through the usual means. The masked members of his society had been approached openly on neutral streets by her clown goons. No violence occurred. No threats issued. Just a message. Their princess wanted a meeting with their boss. Funny as it might have been to Sparta-kick one of those bastards down into an open sewer to feed Croc, decorum had ruled. Roman had chewed on the request for a whole night before returning a reply, having an emissary chauffered into her territory to tell the first clown they came across a time and location.
Amusement Mile was her turf and what she did there? He had no idea, so rarely did their businesses cross over. It used to be her love nest with The Joker, yet rumor had it she ran with the Sirens more often than not these days. Sometimes just Ivy. Word was those two were the new item. Still, regardless of the association, the only time they caught sight of each other was when they were socializing in the private digs that catered to their type Gotham-style. She could often be found curled up on a piano, belting out tunes and putting on a show. His own place tended to be much further back, shadowy tables, a perch from which to observe and do a little discreet networking.
Beyond that, everyone knew doing business with the Clowns was a bad idea. They were snakes to the core, remorseless traitors, thieves among their own kind, and worse. Noisy. Flashy. A little too interested in Gotham's legendary vermin— too desirous of his attention. They made jobs go south on purpose just to play with him. Even when she was solo, she was known to be weak to him. Easy to turn on a dime and get deputized for a night or three, much to the frustration of everyone whose secrets she knew.
Still, he awaits her with a bottle on ice and a couple of flutes set out for politeness sake. It'd be as stupid to trigger one of her temper-tantrums as it would be to actually go into any kind of business with her. This is one meeting he intends on handling quite carefully.
"Miss Quinn," he greets when she's escorted into his office, seated behind desk, black masked head dipping in acknowledgement. "You wanted to see me?"
#➤ 𝐯 𝐞 𝐫 𝐬 𝐞 : cut the lights in the city ┊ ❛ devoted to destruction ❜#𝟎𝟎𝟏 ⠀ . ⠀ ⠀ of masks and paints ⠀ ⠀ ﹕ ⠀ ⠀ ❪ voicestm ❫#voicestm
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DC LEFTIST INFIGHTING CAGE MATCH: ROUND ONE - SET 5
ROY HARPER:
"Hes just as much as a leftist as Ollie, even if he's not mentioned as such. He did have own leftist rantings though."
PAMELA ISLEY:
"Being an environmentalist is a core part of her character and environmentalism is often associated with left-wing politics. She's canonically an ecoterrorist but I think if she had to pick from the leftist ideologies, she'd pick being a green anarchist. Like, she often targets the CEOs of big anti-environment companies which is pretty lefty. Also she's gay as hell AND feminist as hell so."
"Depending on her appearance, I personally think that Poison Ivy can have a strong case to be a eco-socialist or something similar. She's usually shown doing various schemes that revolve around protecting the environment! In Gotham City Sirens, she says she's donated a massive chunk of change to reforestation efforts instead of keeping it for herself. Now, of course, most of her activism does involve potentially wiping out massive chunks of humanity in favor of nature... but if plants could talk to anyone but her (and other people connected to the Green), maybe we'd all see her for a leftist heroine instead of an ecoterrorist. For legal purposes this is a joke. Vote Poison Ivy!"
"Ecosocialist ecoterrorist."
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`and if my wishes came true, it would have been you.` (nolanverse) / @batcaller
has he forgotten? he’s the one who ended this. he’s the one who called it off: their wedding, their engagement — their relationship, all halted at the behest of jim gordon & the fears he could not shake. no, in breaking under the weight of his own, he had given leverage to her very own worst fears.
she should have known: she was not meant for a normal life. since she was a child, she had not been destined for family, nor the love of a man who could stick it out despite a promise that he could. that he would.
jim had broken that, too.
the dress had been bought, fitted: perfect couture for the big event, scarcely a month away. the one she knew would only happen once. the ceremony, as patriarchal at its core, was where she would — devotedly, tie herself to him forevermore. she had seen his face the morning it happened, how it had changed — how he had changed his mind about her, & the future they had planned to spend together. did he forget, it was he who broke her heart? shattered the dream she had allowed herself to think was finally hers? theirs.
"you can't just — " her gaze casts beyond him, focusing anywhere but the face she had once believed she would wake up beside each morning; as unrealistic as it sounds in a city like gotham, with a busy man such as he. she would have taken what he'd given happily, so long as he came home at all. now she only wakes to the garish lights of gotham city's streets, the sounds of sirens in the distance — the wonder of where he is, what he's doing. the man who still carried pieces of her, no matter how shattered. "who do you think you are, coming here? saying that?"
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No. 1-5 on any character of your choosing can be a different character for each question or the same for all 5
I'll focus on the Gotham City Sirens so I'm not making you look at Scarecrow foreskin headcanons first thing in the morning.
1. Canon I outright reject
In terms of the GCS? Fuck the Arkham games lmao.
2. A canon or headcanon hill I will die on
I stand by the headcanon that while Harley and Ivy are in a relationship, there have been times where Selina has joined them for both sex and companionship. She's not a part of their core relationship as both Harley and Ivy know that she'll never allow herself to be pinned down but her intentions and affections are genuine and honest.
3. Obscure headcanon
The girls have a running competition between themselves to see who can find the tackiest and/or worst piece of merchandise which is based on them. At the moment Ivy is in the lead for discovering a sex toy in the shape of Harley's hammer.
4. Favorite line
I always love the line where Harley directly accuses Ivy of being in love with her because I think it showcases that fact that Harley is very aware of herself and will manipulate that when necessary. She uses those around her for her own gains when it suits her and it's something people easily forget.
5. Best personality trait
Each woman brings something to the dynamic which is necessary. Harley brings an enthusiasm which contrasts the others cynicism. Ivy brings a willingness to showcase her enormous power which contrasts the limited capabilities of the others. Selina brings a temperance which contrasts the impulsiveness of the others.
#gotham city sirens#selina kyle#harleen quinzel#pamela isley#catwoman#harley quinn#poison ivy#gotham rogues
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