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thelibrarian1895 · 9 days

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Bat bio donors

So Catherine Todd, unfortunately, wasn't Jason's bio mom, even if she was his mom in every other way that matters. Embezzler, child trafficker, and Joker associate Shelia Haywood was his biological mother...probably.

There was no DNA test so I remain unconvinced.

That being said, I see no acceptable evidence that Willis Todd was Jason's bio father. (And if there is, shhh, don't care)

Yes Bruce could be his bio dad but boring, be more creative!

For example, someone else who's based in Gotham, who might have a fling and not follow up on it for very whatever reason, and who might be the namesake of our favorite gun wielding bat: Jason Bood. Yes Shelia, if she is the mother, may have put Willis on the birth certificate, but there's nothing to say that she didn't have an evening with a man with a charming accent, considerable experience, and a rather two faced nature.

Or perhaps someone who is a tiny bit less volatile such as David Cain.

Or honestly there's enough weirdness in Gotham that Jason's other bio donor was Nocturna, the woman who would later want to adopt him while he was Robin and she was, in fact, though she didn't know it, trying to get her own bio child.

Furthermore, Bruce as Tim Drake's bio donor, yes, good, understandable, likely even.

However, there are other options, for example:

Janet spends a great deal of time going around the world and with various artifacts, some of these artifacts could be magical in nature. That magic may have various effects on the average person and one of the more popular things that people in ancient times sought revolved around fertility control, to improve or prevent. Janet might trip over more than a few artifacts designed to improve fertility, let's say even to the point that some who might not normally be able to sire children might in fact be capable of doing so with Janet while she's still under the influence of such magic, such as:

Lady Shiva who admires Janet's ability to handle both a growing business and her academic pursuits.

Ra's Al Ghul who came by for an artifact and had a fling with the lady who found it mostly because why not? Yes if Tim ever found out, or Ra's ever found out, it would result in considerable mental distress, but it could also be hilarious. Flip a coin to decide if this would make Talia want Tim dead more or less than she already does.

Some ancient god who's essentially mortal at this point and has been clinging to existence by the thinnest thread and really the only reason their name is known at this point is because it was in a letter about very bad copper. Tim receives no benefits from this parent except above average endurance and healing which is how he's survived. He's also as stubborn as the nameless god that's hung on for four thousand or so years.

Gotham itself is Tim's bio donor and this is why tiny baby stalker Tim didn't die a thousand times over while he was taking pictures, Gotham was looking out for their son.

Then there's Cassandra, "one who is all" who may or may not be Shiva's daughter.

Honestly for Shiva and for Talia, given the danger they put themselves in and the stress that pregnancy can do to a body, plus the necessary time to heal properly afterwards, the canon where Damian is grown in a tube makes sense and I wouldn't be surprised if Shiva took a page from Talia's book.

Shiva as the mother of "one who is all" can make sense. The other bio donor, well, let's look at other options.

Slade perhaps? He's had quite a few remarkable children, and can handle none of them, but that wouldn't stop him from being a candidate.

If you're a fan of wuxia or xianxia novels, look for or make up some ancient cultivator that Shiva sought out for training perhaps and on that strength Cassandra can pick up cultivation and become that much more awesome, maybe even teach it to her brothers.

Sect Leader Cass o((>ω< ))o

Or someone can be related to or connected to a Cranston Lamont.

Dick's bio parents were freakin' awesome so jumping over him and also leaving Duke's parentage alone though more distant ancestors for either of them, such as great-great grandmothers or grandfathers might be interesting. Dick has a Talon in the family tree but who else might be hanging around in there?

For example, Santa is real in the dc universe. Tim and his team could have witnessed the death of Dick's maternal great-great-great-great grandpa.

As for Duke, if his family has been in Gotham for longer than a generation, there've got to be some serious weirdos in his bloodline, maybe a lesser known Talon or Queen Mab.

Damian not being the son of Bruce and Talia would be a serious blow to the kid and not worth it. Giving him blood siblings is more fun. He already has a problem learning to share his dad with his adopted siblings, sharing with blood siblings would be good for him.

Stephanie? An additional dad option would probably give her some sort of mental crisis since she originally based her vigilante career on defeating her deadbeat, second rate rogue father. It would be interesting and honestly a little hilarious though if her mother had a fling with Oliver Queen.

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bluejaysandblackbats · 1 month

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Time to Add More Fics to This Account: Batfam Edition

Lost Boys: Canon divergent AU (Jonathan Lane Kent, Jason Todd, Catherine Todd, Boston Brand, Bruce Wayne, Talia al Ghul, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Raven, John Constantine, Ra's al Ghul, Tim Drake)

Moon Rocks: Canon divergent AU, Catherine Todd is Jason's Bio Mom (Catherine Todd, Jason Todd, Natalia Knight)

Grave Circumstances: Monster AU (Jason Todd, Original Characters)

Seeing Ghosts (Oneshot): Ghost AU (Jason Todd, Jonathan Lane Kent)

Ocean View: No powers AU (Jason Todd, Jonathan Lane Kent, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Chris Kent, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake)

Chess Not Checkers: Canon divergent AU (Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Roman Sionis, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Original Character(s))

Hair Trigger: College/University AU (Jason Todd, Laney Kent, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Bruce Wayne, Natalia Knight, Conner Kent, Cassie Sandsmark, Jonathan Samuel Kent, Chris Kent, Bart Allen, Tim Drake)

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sadboytournament · 7 months

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ROUND ONE

Propaganda

Adriane Tepes/Alucard: Bro's mom got murdered and his dad went insane and tried to wipe out humanity, and Adrian had to kill him to save everyone. AND THEN he had to deal with people trying to revive his dad to cause even more deaths! Also he's immortal so he's outlived everyone he's ever cared about 😭

Jason Todd: (tw: sexual assault mention) the second robin, gets taken in by bruce after his abusive dad walks out and his mum dies of an overdose (and he also steals the wheels of the batmobile, king). bruce trains him to be robin and for his original run he was a pretty cute kid (with the occasional Angst Arcs that are pretty common w robin - special shoutout to jason finding out his dad was actually killed by two face and he just didnt know, and an arc where a woman that reminds him of his mum gets raped by a guy that iirc has diplomatic immunity i think?? or enough power to get away with it? anyway jason fucking kills him so not that immune ig) then death in the family happened and jason found out his mum isnt his biological mum so he sets off trying to find his bio mum, and eventually he meets her, but shes working for the joker and sells jason out to him. the joker then proceeds to beat jason with a crowbar and blows the building hes in up with his mum also inside it, killing them both. dc then does a fun thing for the next 20 years where they start treating jason like the '"""troubled""" """angry""" robin who was too reckless and was always going to end up dead. eventually dc brings jason back (as dc is wont to do), by having him wake up inside his coffin years after dying, dig his way out with his bare hands, and walk half-dead in the general direction of wayne manor until he's hit by a car and taken to the hospital (where all his says is 'bruce' over and over, and when asked who bruce is he responds 'my dad' and passes out) eventually he ends up in talia al ghul's care and is dunked in a lazarus pit to revive him completely, and he finds out not only is the joker still alive, but batmans also replaced him as robin. jason returns to gotham as red hood and has an honestly pretty slay arc where he taunts bruce by doing a better job of cleaning up gotham than him ngl. eventually it all culminates with him luring batman to a building where hes keeping the joker and telling b that his no kill rule is bullshit, and he shouldve killed the joker for taking jason away from him. he gives bruce an ultimatum thats basically if you dont kill me ill kill the joker, you gotta pick' and bruce chooses to instead disarm jason and save them both, and jason escapes. what follows is a lot of ups and downs for red hood comics (mostly due to the "angry robin" narrative dc writers have spun, making a lot of jasons appearances wildly ooc fights, lots of weird (tragically in character) cringefail behaviour, and this odd period where hes a natural redhead and his helmet is this ugly dome). itd be too long to list every jason todd sadboy moment from the last 20 years here but i do want to give a special shoutout to a currect story arc where bruce (who thinks hes being controlled by a 'perfect batman' hes got in his head) gets sick of jason's """reckless behaviour""" and fucking alters jasons brain chemistry so that whenever his adrenaline rises, he'll have a panic attack so severe hes basically incapacitated and can barely speak through his fear (the instant he escapes bruce's captivity he jumps into a burning building to save a little girl im SOFT for him!!). also second special shoutout to the jason todd in the arkham games who didnt even have the luxury of dying at the jokers hand, and was instead tortured for like 3 years, branded, beaten by p much everyone in batmans rogues gallery (and some of jokers goons dressed as batman), eventually jason breaks himself out only to find out that NOT ONLY has bruce replaced him, but it took the man like. a month. like jason wouldnt be thought dead for a long time, he was missing and bruce just went 'ill let this new kid adopt himself' ig? also theres a vr game in the arkham series where you can go into arkham asylum and hear jason screaming 🙃

#tumble tournaments #the sadboy tourney #alucard #castlevania #jason todd #dc comics

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ritz-writes · 8 months

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please please please please I know nothing I’m oblivious who are these funky little lads that are apparently Bruce Waynes kids

Was going thru my drafts and realized I never answered this ask im so sorry!!

I started writing a HUGEEEE thing explaining as much as I could (ended up being over 4k) but I felt that was a bit much so ill just explain the basics on the bat kids. Just a long paragraph for each. Keep in mind that canon changes a lot and there are different comics and shows and version of the characters. Ill just explain what I know the most

Dick Grayson: First Robin. Now goes by Nightwing. Was a spy in one comic and went by Grayson but we don’t like that one that much. Also got amnesia at one point and went by Ric. We hate Ric, don’t bring him up. Was part of the flying graysons in Haley’s Circus with his parents but they were killed by Tony Zucco during a performance (their line broke). Bruce was in the crowd and made Dick is ward. Dick was 8 at the time. When he was 18 he had a fight with bruce and moved to Bludhaven. Thats where he became Nightwing. Hes the oldest kid

Jason Todd: Second Robin. Goes by Red Hood. He lived in Crime Alley by himself (father was in prison (later died) and mom overdosed). Wanted to make some cash so tried to steal the wheels of the batmobile. Bruce was honestly impressed and took him in. Dick was a bit upset at first (bruce give jason robin without asking. In most comics robin was a nickname dicks mom called him) but eventually warmed up to jason. I could go on a whole rant about how jason wasnt the angry robin most ppl say, but I wont. Bruce thinks he killed someone and benches him. Jason finds out his mom isnt his bio mom. His bio mom is in Ethipoia and he goes to find her. She sells him out to joker. Joker tortures him with a crowbar and leaves him in a building that explodes (also kills the bio mom). Talia al Ghul (daughter of Ra’s al Ghul. Hes the leader of the League of Assassins) brings him back to life via lazarus pit. Jasons story is very long so ill just say he comes back angry, tries to get bruce to kill joker, almost kills tim (hes next), kinda becomes the head crime lord in crime alley, and is hella hella protective of the kids and working girls in crime alley. Hes also a book nerd. Wanted to be an english major before he died. He and batwoman (mentioned in honorably mentions below) use guns. Sometimes he uses rubber bullets, sometimes he deosnt. In his newest reboot he uses a crowbar and has a different outfit. Not a fan of it. in some versions he doesnt work with the batfam, in others he rejoins them. i like the latter more.

Tim Drake: Third Robin. Currently goes by Red Robin. (yes like the restaurant. Yes its a running joke in the fandom) The smart robin. Smarter than batman in some universes (most imo). Figured out batmans identity by himself when he was like 8-9. when jason dies bruce doesn’t pull his punches at all and tim is like “he needs a robin.” tries to get dick to come back, but he says no. so tim basically forces himself into bruces life as robin until bruce relents. Tim has a hella messed up storyline that I don’t know very well. Jason tries to kill him, Damian tries to kill him (hes next), theres one story line where bruce is lost in time and tim is the only one who doesn’t think hes dead. Lots of stuff happens. Bascially all his friends die, his parents die, he loses his spleen- its a mess. Hes also the ceo of wayne enterprise in some comics. We also joke that hes an immortal 17 yr old cuz hes almost always 17 in the comics. Tim is bi and has a boyfriend named Bernard (I ship him more with kon tho)

Damian Wayne: Fourth Robin. Trained as an assassin since birth. He’s bruces bio son. Son of talia and bruce. Becomes robin when hes 9 I think. In one story, the bruce lost in time one, dick just gives robin to damian cuz “he needs it.” damian was very…. Murdery at first. Has a sword. Very talented artist. Very very smart. Can take advanced college courses at like age 7. smart boy. He has the most character devleopment in my opinion. Calls himself “the blood son.” is best friends with superman’s son, Jon.

Stephanie Brown: Steph. Goes by Spoiler now. is kinda Robin 3.5. or 2.5 idk when in the timeline she was robin, but she was robin for like 2 weeks before getting fired. Idk much about her. Her father is Cluemaster (villain). Isn’t adopted by bruce, but is his kid nonetheless. She and tim dated at one point.

Cassandra Cain: Cass. Goes by Orphan or Black Bat, depending on the comic. Was raised to be a weapon by her father. Idk his name. Her mother is Lady Shiva, another world class assassin. Cass was taught to not speak cuz “weapons don’t have feelings.” she knows sign and when bruce takes her in he helps her find her voice. In some versions she can speak, in others she just says one or two words at a time, and in some she just uses sign. Shes other than jason (by like 2 months) but younger than dick. Not sure if shes adopted or not.

Duke Thomas: Goes by Signal. I know the least about him. Also not adopted. His parents were jokerized (got posioned with joker gas and kinda went insane.) He’s a meta apparently? I learned that recently. Has photokenesis: ability to absorb, redistribute, and manipulate both light and darkness. Is the daytime hero I think.

Barbara Gordon: Used to be Batgirl, is now Oracle. (in some version steph and cass were batgirl at one point) Not adopted by bruce. Shes Commissioner Gordon’s daughter. Very very smart. Very very badass. Is the guy in the chair for the batfam. Joker shot her in her spine when breaking into her apartment and paralyzed her. But she can still kick hella ass in that wheelchair. She and dick used to date.

Honorable mentions: Kate Kane, Batwoman. She’s Bruce’s cousin. Lucas Fox, Batwing. Lucius Fox’s son. Selina Kyle, Catwoman. She and bruce r kinda sorta in a relationship. Its complicated sometimes. Kate Kelly, Robin. Shes in a separate universe I believe. Don’t know much about her at all. She uses a slingshot.

And of course, Alfred Pennyworth. We love alfred. He has guns hidden around the manor in canon. Bruce doesn’t like guns. Alfred knows this and says “youll never find all of them.” hes sassy and we stan.

And those r the main members of the batfam! Sorry this took so long to answer. It comepletely slipped my mind. I probably forgot a few details, but oh well.

#ritz answers #asks #shower-man #i love that jasons is the longest #hes the most misunderstood #i have written essays about him /hj #like legit #hes my fav #sorry again for forgetting about this </3

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queenofthursday6599-blog · 4 months

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You know sometimes something will happen in fandom that feels not quite racist but still iffy and I never know if I should say something or ignore it because it never seems intended to be racist.

The not quite racist thing that inspired me to make this post is actually a crossover au.

Specifically the Paulina Sanchez (from Danny Phantom) and Damian Wayne (from DC Batman) are twins au.

Which feels vaguely racist because I feel like the root of the au is that Paulina and Damian have skin tones close to the same color, green(ish in Paulina's case) eyes, and black hair.

Even though Paulina is latina and Damian is a mix of middle eastern, chinese, and white.

And it's mainly the twin version of the Damian and Paulina are siblings au that gives me this discomfort, because it seems like most of the people who write for this AU don't mention race swapping as part of the AU.

So my brain automatically goes "Ah yes, these twin children, one who is all latina, and the other who is middle eastern/chinese/white, who came from the coupling of a white guy and a middle eastern/chinese woman."

They don't even bring up Mr. Sanchez, Paulina's doting single father. No he's essentially reduced to just some guy or completely absent in these aus by the nature of the twin AU.

Especially versions where Paulina is raised along side Damian in the League.

Even though they could do the race swapping and make it interesting. Having Paulina being ethically arabian/chinese/white but raised in latino culture due to her latino adoptive father is interesting.

Heck making Bruce a Latino who's completely disconnected from his culture due to his parents dying when he was a kid and then being raised completely outside of Latino culture, with one of his kids being far more connected to their latino roots is interesting.

But no one ever seems to go those routes.

It's why I vastly prefer the half-siblings version of this au.

Where even if Paulina's mom is Talia Al Ghul, her dad is still doting papa Sanchez, and not Bruce Wayne.

Damian was grown in an artificial womb to be perfected as the League's future leader (and Ra's future meat suit), while Paulina was grown in Talia's womb as part as a long term undercover mission that involved her developing a civilian identity and living as a civilian for a few years while gathering information.

She married Mr. Sanchez and had Paulina under a false identity, and then when it was time to go back to the League faked her death.

Ra's didn't really care about Paulina's existence due to her birth outside of the League, and her being the daughter of just some random guy as far as Ra's was concerned.

Like Nyssa's kids and grandkids. Decedents of his who aren't part of the League are irrelevant until proven otherwise useful in Ra's mind. He full on let all of Nyssa's decedents get murdered in the holocaust because he cared so little about them.

If they aren't part of the League he does not care they exist unless he can use them in some way.

So in conclusion while I don't actually think the Paulina Sanchez and Damian Wayne are twins crossover AU is actually racist, it does make me cringe a little because if feels a bit like someone went "these two light brown skinned characters look similar enough. Why not have them be twins" and then thought nothing more about it.

And I feel like I don't get this weird feeling with the AUs where Danny and Damian are twins or full blood siblings because it feels like most of them mention Danny being race swapped to the same ethnicity as Damian, even if he's also said to be white passing (though not all of the stories make him white passing).

Though I tend to feel this way about most AUs where two characters who are different races are made full biological siblings and race swapping is no where to be seen.

Half siblings I can deal with, especially if it's not a stretch or impossible for the character to be multiracial already, because we never see one of their bio-parents.

Exactly how it is with Paulina (you thought my ADHD ass lost the plot didn't you). We never see hide nor hair of Paulina's mother in canon, she's never even mentioned actually, and while Paulina is the spitting image of her father, I'd 100% buy Talia Al Ghul getting married and having a baby as part of some kind of long term information gathering mission, and that baby being Paulina Sanchez.

So yeah, that's why I prefer the Paulina and Damian are half-siblings through Talia AUs over Paulina and Damian are twins AUs.

Also, protective older half sister Paulina who though raised fully civilian can make grown men cry using just her words, teaches her adorable grumpy little brother the correct way to do eyeliner and that the humble nail file is the ideal secret weapon is all I need in life.

Like I need Talia's head bitch in charge energy to be genetic. None of this, Paulina spent her early life in the League of course she's so cutthroat, nonsense, no she's just born like that.

#So I have feelings about the Paulina and Damian are twins au #I don't seriously think anyone who writes for or enjoys this au is racist #but also this AU can give off the vibe of people seeing two not-white characters and going:#“Ah yes these two are similar enough shades of brown to be siblings”#even though they're completely different races and the vast majority of the time that just goes completely unaddressed #it also gives off a really weird vibe because it feels like I've never seen a Damian and Paulina are twins post where there is race swappin #but also not everyone needs to be related to Bruce #let Talia have relationships outside of him

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redhoodedjaybird · 2 years

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Jason’s Bio

Tumblr seems to have broken some of my links for mobile users, so reposting Jay’s bio here under a cut cuz it’s kinda long

BASICS

LEGAL NAME: Jason Peter Todd ALIAS: Robin, Red Hood DATE OF BIRTH: 16th August GENDER: Cis Male PRONOUNS: He/Him SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Demiromantic RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single

FAMILY & RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION

MOTHER: Catherine Todd (Step Mother) - Deceased BIOLOGICAL FATHER: Willis Todd - Deceased BIOLOGICAL MOTHER: Sheila Haywood - Deceased BIOLOGICAL SIBLINGS: Danny Todd - Half-brother - Believed to be deceased ADOPTED FATHER: Bruce Wayne - Estranged ADOPTED SIBLINGS: Dick Greyson, Tim Drake, Cassandra Cain, Damian Wayne PETS: A black Maine Coon mix named Tybalt that he took in as a stray

PHYSICAL INFORMATION

HEIGHT: 6'0" BODY TYPE: Athletic/muscular HAIR COLOR: Naturally Auburn, but often dyes it dark brown/black. Has a mallen streak EYE COLOR: Hazel-Green TATTOOS: - SCARS: A Y-incision autopsy scar spanning his collarbones and down the entire length of his torso, a scar on the left side of his throat from Bruce throwing a batarang into his neck, various marks from wounds sustained when the Joker beat him with the crowbar, some slight discolouration from flash burns he sustained when the bomb went off, several surgical scars from his recovery after he returned from the grave, a scattering of other wounds picked up on the job DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A white mallen streak in the front of his hair

HEALTH INFORMATION

PHOBIAS: Claustrophobia, Coulrophobia (Fear of clowns) ALLERGIES: Mild shellfish allergy - not fatal, just makes him sick ILLNESSES & DISABILITIES: c-PTSD, Severe PTSD and associated symptoms/comorbid conditions, including episodes of dissociation and derealization, Permanent side effects associated with traumatic brain injury, ADHD - Diagnosed, unmedicated, with comorbid traits of Sensory Processing Disorder, Bipolar Disorder II - Undiagnosed, unmedicated.

Further/Important Information

Jason’s Scars

Jason’s PTSD

SKILLS, ABILITIES, ETC

Expert marksman, martial artist and hand-to-hand combatant

Highly skilled detective

Enhanced strength, speed, stamina, agility, reflexes, coordination and durability due to exposure to the Lazarus Pit

Utilizing high-tech equipment and weapons

Excellent night vision from his dip in the Lazarus Pit

BACKSTORY

Note - I will be editing and refining this again at some point

Born into poverty to a petty crook of a father and a drug-addicted mother, Jason’s life was a struggle from the outset.

His father, Willis, was physically and emotionally abusive toward his wife and son, and soon ended up in prison. That left Jason alone as the sole carer for his mother, Catherine, and forced Jason to resort to crime to support himself and his mom.

Unfortunately, Catherine passed away from an overdose not long after. Jason was forced onto the streets and left to fend for himself by any means necessary, including becoming caught up in the newly revived Red Hood Gang, where he was further subjected to being used and abused by various adults who took advantage of his gentle, trusting nature and vulnerability as a very young and homeless child with nobody to protect him.

During his time with the Red Hood Gang, unknown to Jason, he caught the attention of Talia al Ghul, who, upon returning to her father, expressed an interest in keeping an eye on young Jason.

One night, Jason came across the Batmobile parked in an alley. Batman had recently put new tires on the vehicle but had not replaced the hubcaps with the redesigned ones yet, creating an opportunity that Jason could not pass up.

Batman caught him when he had already stolen one of the tires and was coming to take the others.

Expecting to be beaten for his crime, Jason was surprised to be offered food instead. He and Batman talked while eating, and Batman revealed himself to be none other than Bruce Wayne. He then told Jason that sometimes, they might surprise him if he gave people a chance. Jason would take these words to heart, even years later.

Bruce attempted to help Jason by enrolling him in Ma Gunn’s School for Wayward Boys, not knowing that the establishment was a front for training the children to be criminals. Despite this, Jason did see the place as a home for a while. Realizing his mistake, though, Bruce went to rescue him, and Jason aided him by shoving Ma Gunn out a nearby window. Bruce considered that perhaps Jason could better channel his anger against criminals as Robin, or else the boy would likely end up a criminal himself, so he took him on.

Jason was not the acrobat Dick Grayson was, but he was a smart kid with skills from life on Gotham’s streets.

After six months of intensive training, Jason was out in the field as the second Boy Wonder. Jason was determined to live up to the legacy of Robin that Dick Grayson had put in place, but it soon became apparent that Jason was troubled.

While Jason soon proved to be one of Batman’s most enthusiastic students, he was also the most damaged and traumatized. Jason’s former life on the streets had left him with an ambiguous sense of right and wrong, and it often placed Jason in opposition to the values Bruce was trying to teach him.

Moreover, repeatedly putting Jason into situations that reinforced his trauma led to Jason becoming increasingly more angry and distressed, which Bruce did not know how to address, so he pulled Jason from duty as Robin, effectively taking away Jason’s only coping mechanism and alienating him.

Jason later discovered that the woman he believed to be his mother was not the woman who gave birth to him after finding his birth certificate. The birth certificate was damaged, making his biological mother’s name unreadable beyond the first letter. Jason used the skills he had learned from Bruce and found three women listed in an address book belonging to Willis with names that began with the letter “S” and began attempting to track each of them down to find out which of them was his mother.

Ruling out the first two women after Bruce caught up with him and decided to help, Jason finally tracked the third to Ethiopia.

Jason briefly reunited with his birth mother, Sheila, but it turned out to be a trap as Sheila handed him over to the Joker.

The Joker brutally beat Jason with a crowbar and left him for dead in a warehouse, along with Sheila, with a bomb. Jason attempted to untie Sheila so that he could save her, but neither made it out of the building before the timer ran down and the bomb detonated, killing them both.

Six months after his death, as a result of Superboy-Prime altering reality, Jason awoke in his coffin. Still bearing the injuries that killed him, Jason clawed his way out of his own grave, wandered twelve and a half miles, and finally collapsed, falling into a coma. He was hospitalized as a John Doe as nobody could identify him due to no missing persons report and no fingerprints for him being on file.

After his escape from a psychiatric hospital, Jason spent another year on the streets as a vagrant, still suffering from severe cognitive difficulties and amnesia. However, another petty criminal eventually recognized him as the former Robin and informed Talia al Ghul.

Talia took Todd in out of her love for Bruce, while her father Ra’s al Ghul was interested in the secret behind his resurrection. The League of Assassins tracked and eliminated everyone in Gotham who knew of Todd’s resurrection to prevent Batman from finding out.

They also interrogated Joker’s henchmen, who were with him during Todd’s murder, to discover how the boy could have survived.

After Ra’s decided that the boy was a lost cause, seeing no improvement in his mental condition in the year since Jason was taken in, Talia restored Jason’s health and memory by immersing him in a Lazarus Pit in which her father was also bathing and helped him escape the House of al Ghul.

Later, on Talia’s advice, Jason determined that his death was never avenged and prepared to confront Bruce by traveling across the globe to meet with various people who would teach him the skills necessary to become as good as, if not better than Batman, including spending time with the All Caste.

During his journey, Jason discovered his Robin replacement was Tim Drake, further tormenting him. He also learned that the man teaching him bomb-making was involved in a Russian mafia-backed deal meant to push the resources of British law-enforcement away from mob crime and onto Islamic extremist terrorism with a framed bombing plot. Todd managed to hunt down the gang and safely detonate the bombs. Ironically, the only surviving member of the gang offered Jason the possibility of a large government payday in exchange for his life because he knew the location of someone high on the Wanted list, who turned out to be the Joker.

After learning of the Joker’s arms deal in Los Angeles for another terrorism scheme against Gotham, Jason began to stalk the villain as a masked assassin. After successfully capturing Joker, who failed to recognize him due to being older, Jason contemplated burning his killer alive after dousing Joker with gasoline. However, Jason realized he did not simply want Joker to die but desired to punish the villain with Batman.

Jason spared Joker and decided to wait for the right opportunity. He also admitted to Talia that he knew that she financed his training to stall him from killing Batman, though Jason claimed he had no desire to kill his former mentor anymore.

Talia then gave Jason the idea to be the Batman that Gotham needs. She also hired the same carpenters who built Jason’s casket and had them build a replica of it (the original was destroyed and beyond repair after Jason emerged from it). Jason eventually confronted Bruce at his gravesite before switching places with Clayface to observe Bruce from afar. Witnessing Bruce expressing no remorse for sparing Joker’s life after killing Jason, Jason was further angered.

Jason resurfaced in Gotham as the gun-toting vigilante Red Hood, appropriating the alias that the Joker had used before becoming the Clown Prince of Crime. Back with a vengeance, Jason protected Gotham with his new brand of lethal justice.

Links

Canon

Verses

Face

Misc. Relevant

Aesthetic

Misc. Info

Threads

Drabbles

Answered Asks

Relationships

Vince Delaney - ofviolentdeath - Main!verse

Eros Darling - chaoscomplexxed

Roy Harper - roywillharper

Arkhamverse

Arkhamverse Details

Jason’s behaviour, post-psychological conditioning

Jason’s resurrection in the Lazarus Pit while Joker Venom was present in his system

#jay:canon #jay:bio

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robertdowneyhiddlesbatch · 1 year

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Batcosm

So in my paracosm or whatever (maladaptive daydreaming), features Emmaline Wayne (inspired by Emmaline Bale). No other batkids.

Anyway, the hc is that Emma is with born with quarter lazarus genes because Bruce was exposed to the lazarus (half if her bio mom is Talia).

Which means she’s only genetically compatible with someone who also has Lazarus genes, which only leaves Miles Wilson, son of Wade Wilson, who was created for a purpose rather than “being born”.

Anyway, this post is inspired by a recent post that came across my dash where Bruce was screaming at Tim: WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE LUTHOR AS AN IN LAW X

My dude, your father in law is Ra’s Al-Ghul. Your son’s father in law is Lex Luthor and your daughter’s father in law is Wade Wilson.

Imagine: three of the worlds most criminal criminals, sitting across the dining table chilling and Bruce Batman Wayne can’t sink further into his chair

Or. OR

Those three are ding shit and the JL Superman just glare at Batman

#batman #batman is married into the underworld #Bruce Wayne #oc #Superman #kon el #superboy #Red Robin #Robin #Tim drake #wade wilson #deathstroke #lex luthor

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anjuschiffer · 4 years

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The Wayne Twins

Just woke up from a 3 hour nap and decided to make some tea when another story concept came to me.

I’ve always been down for bio!dad bruce, hell, I’ve been writing content for it (and even holding an event for it), but!

What if... Bio!dad Bruce AND Bio!mom Talia, meaning... TWIN AU (although Talia isn’t exactly the best mom here either :D)

So basically, Marinette is brought up the same way as Damian, but instead of a sword, she’s an expert at using a rope dart

Her rope dart is black with a single red feather, a sliver dart at the end

However, while Damian is taken to Bruce, Marinette isn’t. Instead she remains with Talia

She’s taught about the miraculous, that she is to investigate the whereabouts of it and to retrieve it

Marinette accepts the mission and wanders the world to look for it

3 years pass, Talia yet to receive any news about Marinette, wondering if she also betrayed her like Damian had. It had been a year since her last report

Turns out, Marinette was still on her mission, but hadn’t been able to contact her mother about her progress on it. She had a lead that told her that the miraculouses were somewhere in France

Marinette had almost been caught by the French government when she tried to cross the border, but still managed to get by.

Now using a fake identity, Marinette got an apartment and school documents to ease her mission

Now it was a matter of time to find it

Now, at this time, Damian was more open towards Bruce, finally dropping the last piece of information Bruce needed to know

“Father, there’s something I need to tell you.” He hesitates when Bruce remained silent. “I have a sister.”

“As in-”

“No, not older.” Damian digs through his pocket, having a picture to show him. Single photo he has of the two of them. “My twin.”

Ensue Bruce losing his shit because why is he finding out about his other child through his own? Why didn’t Talia tell him about Marinette?

Ensue the hint for Mari, taking a year to track her down at Paris since Damian didn’t know of her whereabouts for 3 years and Talia wasn’t giving out any info about Mari

Once they do find Marinette, she’s managed to find and have the Ladybug miraculous in possession, despite Fu’s gut telling him it was a bad idea, but gave it to mari because Wayzz said she was the perfect candidate

However, Mari has been conflicted on whether to give it to her mother, her principles being tested.

Also, something like this happens

It had been a walk home, after fighting an akuma and once more giving Adri-Chat Noir the cold shoulder that she feels like she’s being followed

She quickly whips out her rope dart, tying up the stalker, only to find Damian before her

“Damian. What...what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be with your father?”

“He’s our father.” Damian emphasizes, not untying himself at all

At that Mari purses her lips, quickly setting Damian free, but doesn’t run up to him even though she wanted to. After all, Damian was the only person she considered family. She resented their mother and grandfather

“You still havent answered my question. What are you doing here?”

“I want you to meet father.”

“No.” Mari growls, her rope ready to attack if she hand to. “He’s not my father.”

“Whether you don’t consider him to be or not, he is by blood.”

“No he isn’t!” She attacks, leading to the two fighting, although Damian mainly dodges or has to free himself from multiple captures. “You’ve gone soft. Mother would be disappointed.”

“Like you’re one to talk.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Shouldn’t you have reported to her already?” Marinette loosens her grip on her dart, allowing Damian to take advantage and knock her out.

She wakes up at her apartment, where she’s face-to-face with Bruce

“Marinette, meet our Father.” “Father, meet Marinette, my sister... your daughter.”

Bruce remains still, observing the girl, wondering why Talia never told him about their little girl

Bruce attempts to talk to her, but she breaks out of the apartment, once more fleeing from them

Bruce attempts to go after her, but Damian doesn’t let him

“She’ll keep doing that until she wants to face you. I may not know what she’s been doing for the past three years, but I did grow up by her side for 10.”

Marinette looks for a new apartment and tells her mother about the situation at hand, Talia reassuring her everything is going to be fine and to just focus at the mission at hand

Some time passes and the opportunity finally happens. She’s appointed guardian.

“Mother, I finally know where the miraculous are.”

“Good. Once you have them in your possession, we’ll finally have the ability to complete the League’s goal.”

While Marinette is happy that her mission is almost over, she doesn’t want to hand them over to her mother, something beckoned her to not do it

If living in Paris taught her one thing, it was that she had the power to change

her classmates had shown her kindness despite her cold demeanor, the bakers around the block showed her love and warmth, treating her like family whenever she dropped by

Her coldness melted around these people, even around the Lila girl that got under her skin. While she didn’t like Lila for attempting to frame her for her mistakes, she certainly did like her for her story telling. She should consider being a director or writer.

She knew that she can change, that she didn’t have to suffer from Talia’s rules anymore if she didn’t return

For Talia never truly loved her... she was a mere tool to her...

“She can’t have you.” Marinette muttered to herself, looking at the kwamis with sadness “She’ll abuse you. She’ll hurt you...just like she did to me...and Damian.”

While away from Talia, Marinette had learned more about herself, learned that she liked to sew, that she loved parkour and acrobatics

She learned these, because she was away from Talia, from her controlling mother

A month passed, Marinette now in Gotham, realizing that if she wanted to escape Talia, she was going to need help.

As soon as she stepped into Gotham, she already found it.

She had carelessly let her guard down, surrounded by thugs when Nightwing had fended them off

“You shouldn’t be out here at this ti-”

“I need to speak to Batman.”

“And why’s-”

“Let me speak to Bruce.”

“Hold on a sec, how-”

“He’s my father and Damian’s my brother.” Marinette cut to the chase. “I need their help.”

Dick nods and brings Marinette to the batcave, where Marinette rushes to hug Damian, which confuses the hell out of Tim and Jason

Upon seeing Bruce, Marinette awkwardly hugs him, apologizing for the mess their first encounter was

Bruce hugs her tighter, happy that Marinette finally acknowledged their relationship

“So why are you here?” Jason asks, Marinette telling them about her situation, explaining to them her plan (don’t know if I should make her show them the kwamis or not...)

They agree to help

Talia ends up dropping in the next day, much to the family’s surprise (although they already had everything in motion)

Talia ends up dodging the other bats, chasing Mari and cornering her in a room, Marinette telling them that she can handle it, much to Damian’s worry

“Marinette, come now. Hand them over.”

“I won’t.” Marinette defends, looking at the miracle box in hand. “I will never give them to you!”

Talia rages, beginning to tell marinette how soft she had grown, that she was throwing her opportunity of a life time, that she was stupid for casting aside her right to the ‘throne’

“No I am not! While I’m not the prodigy like Damian, nor am I strong like my father, nor as cunning as you, I know one thing! I’m happier than I’ve ever been since I left the League and I want to continue to be that way!” Marinette yelled, slipping on the Cat Miraculous, shouting catacylsm, holding the miracle box with her other hand

“What do you think you are doing?”

“Something that all the previous guardians should’ve done.” With a shit-eating grin, Mari destroys the box, Talia screaming

Talia gets taken down by Bruce although she ends up escaping and retreating

Marinette finally feels a giant weight off of her, collapsing to the floor

Of course, the plan still isn’t dont

Marinette brings back the Miracle Box (gave Dick the earrings to hold...other rather wear. She changed the earrings to be magnetic) and vows to protect them with her life

“So that’s it, isn’t it?” Damian says, sitting next to her. “What’s next?”

“Dunno.”

“Why don’t you stay here?” Damian offers, Marinette taken aback. “I know you have nowhere else, so why not just...stay with us?”

Marinette looks at the rest of the family, looking at the bruises and cuts on their faces, smiling back at her. Overwhelmed by her emotions, Marinette begins to cry, Damian simply sitting there as she cries.

Her wish was finally granted. She can finally have a warm, kind place to call home.

Tags: @theatreandcomicfreak @damianette-is-life

#maribat #anju rambles #maribat twin au #bio!dad bruce wayne #bio!mom talia al ghul

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paintball169 · 2 years

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Lazarus

Chapter 1 - Location

Talia Al Ghul wiped her unshed tears as she stared at the blinking red dot on the screen.

After 5 years, 7 months and 27 days, her search finally paid off. Her daughter (who had run away from the League years ago because her life was in danger) had finally been found.

When Ra's was still incharge of the League, Talia had conducted the search alone, secretly without anyone's knowledge. She had no idea why exactly her father hated her only daughter, but if it was because of the gender, Then she’d say her father was a hypocrite.

After the death of her father at the hands of Death Stroke, she took the whole League's help in finding her lost daughter. After all, the rest of the League wasn’t as hypocritical as her father.

She stared at the location: Paris, France. She had no idea how her daughter had crossed countries, much less continents, without getting caught by the League's troops. She guessed she had been taught by the best.

She ordered her best group of assassins to pack a week's worth of essentials, saying that they were going to find the lost heiress of the League.

Well, the heiress part was her daughter's choice. If she wanted to live in Paris, Talia had no objections.

Hours later from departure, the League landed in Paris. They felt a wave of energy sweep through Paris. It felt so much like it was released from a miraculii. They paid it no heed. After all, the League’s main goal was to retrieve the heiress. They had no idea what they were stepping into.

They were not stepping into the city of love, No, Today they were stepping into a warzone.

The sky was covered by a red cloud of- were those butterflies? The Eiffel Tower rocked dangerously. On the top storey, an ugly guy with an ugly mask cornered a young girl in a ladybug suit. He drew out a long sword from his staff. Or was it his staff that changed its shape? Talia didn’t know that the Miraculi were in Paris. Horrified, she remembered hearing about a villain called Hawk Moth fighting the teenage Miraculous heroes Ladybug, Chat Noir and their allies. She supposed allies meant the second tier and Zodiac Miraculi. Chat Noir and the allies were nearly dead. Talia ran forward and picked up their Miraculi. They detransformed, revealing young, school-age children. She tucked the miraculi into her bag. These were children, young, probably around her daughter’s age. She cursed the Guardian’s tendency to choose children to do their jobs. Hawk Moth was threatening Ladybug. She had curled up into a ball, terrified. The scene reminded Talia of her father. Flashback

“USELESS FOOL!” Ra’s roared, raising his knife. “I don’t know why I let Talia keep you!” Her 10-year old daughter curled up into a sobbing mess. Talia wanted to run forward, stop her father, protect her beloved child. She could do none of these things. Instead, she threw a knife at Ra’s. It hit its mark, and Talia screamed at her daughter to run away and find Sabine Cheng as soon as Ra’s dropped unconscious.

Flashback End

A cold scream erupted from her throat as Ladybug was stabbed. A deep wound gleamed from her stomach. As Talia watched, Ladybug lost more and more blood. In a few seconds, her eyes became glassy and sightless. The supersuit dissolved, revealing the corpse of… “Marinette Dupain-Cheng.” Hawk Moth said, as a slow smile spread across his face. “I should have known.” Talia saw not Marinette, but Miralia, her own daughter. She looked up and saw Hawk Moth. “You bastard.” She said coldly. She saw red, or green in her case. “YOU BASTARD!” she screamed. Talia wasn’t herself anymore. She was consumed by her anger. Under the influence of the Lazarus Pit, she ran forward.

Author’s Note

:D:D I edited the original chapter with the help of luna! Yay! I’ll try to update this book more frequently now :((

Btw, Pls comment if you want to be tagged when the next part comes.

Bye Kittens!!!!

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karonte-sama · 3 years

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Marinette in bio!talia au.

Marinette: hey Mother!

Marinette: look at me!

Talia: *Looks at marinette*

Marinette: b*tch.

#Bio!mom au #marinette dupain cheng #miracolous ladybug #mlb crossover #mlb marinette #ml marinette #mlb au #mlb x dc #Mlb crossover #maribat #talia al ghul #Marinette al ghul

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plantsarefun06 · 3 years

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The Particular Abilities of Marinette, and Her Discovery of Them Chapter 1: How Marinette Became Alone in the World

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Marinette al Ghul was not a wanted child, that was no secret to anyone including herself. She felt the scorn of her Grandfather, and the disapproval of her Mother constantly. But she never thought they would do this. Never thought they would go this far.

Marinette al Ghul is not an al Ghul anymore, and now has to navigate the world with her newfound blindness alone. Well… with the help of a little something she wasn’t expecting.

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Marinette

mar-in-ette /mar-uh-net/ name-meaning failure, nuisance, waster-of-space, insurance

Or at least that is what her name meant to most. Most being her mother and grandfather.

Her life, or rather sex, was not exactly what either of them wanted. They wanted an heir, with strong blood…

...they wanted a male…

Marinette knew that something was inherently wrong with her. Something that despite her greatest efforts she could not control. But it was a bit sad in a way, how at three years old Marinette was scorned upon by nearly everyone she knew.

Despite this, at three years old Marinette knew many things. She knew the theory behind moth martial arts (very little physical practice, most physical training started at the age of five), she knew that the best way to get information was to keep quiet and spy on the maids (most everyone completely ignored the existence of the handmaids. To the higher ups of the League, they were not even acknowledged above an order, they were often forgotten. Because of this many spoke things in front of handmaidens and servants that would be better kept secret. (it didn’t help that the servants loved to gossip)), and what she knew, better than anyone, was that she was worthless. Or at least worthless to Ra’s.

Despite being his blood, and of the blood of some man he had hoped to be his heir, she was not treated as such. The man who fathered her was apparently a powerful man her grandfather thought highly of, and upon declining such an offer to be his heir, decided that he would have his child. Talia getting pregnant with his child for an heir would be the best option in his eyes.

And it was surprisingly easy. Within three months Talia had announced her pregnancy to Ra’s and the high-ranking generals of the League. Ra’s had never been more pleased.

His plan was going perfectly.

They had gone through all the traditional and ceremonial procedures that had been followed by any women who were pregnant and a part of the League. One of which being, a natural birth, and a blind pregnancy. Blind pregnancy meaning not using any form of technology to observe the baby before the due date.

When Marinette learned that her mother’s pregnancy was blind, she knew that this was the only reason she even existed. And she thanked every single weird old person, and their strange traditions and ceremonies that it was this way.

She saw the way Ra’s looked at her. Lips always curled down, and eyebrows always furrowed in disgust. And he wasn’t subtle with his thoughts of Marinette either. He regularly berated her-publicly-on any and all mistakes she made. Everything from doing a stance incorrectly too not getting sufficient-perfect-marks on her arithmetic tests. She felt the scorn of his voice as he would yell at her for disrespecting him when she looked in his eyes when. Or look at the ground while speaking to him. Or not arrive at certain places on time due to her tutors holding her longer than designated. Or ignoring her tutors and leaving when the official period ends.

She couldn’t do anything right. She physically could not do anything right.

It was constant. It was unforgiving.

She knew that had her mother’s pregnancy not been blind. Had they done an ultrasound and seen her gender.

Ra’s would have ordered an abortion on the spot.

She also knew that Grandfather was very tempted to kill her, regardless of her status as: living, breathing, actively conscious human being.

In addition to the old people and all their weird traditions, Marinette also thanked all of her Grandfather’s associates. While they were labelled ‘Supervillains’ (and rightfully so) they did frown upon killing one’s own blood, and Ra’s couldn’t simply kill her and because some were present at her birth and were aware of her existence.

She, again, thanked every weird old person and their strange transitions that insured she lived past the right old age of one day.

So, Marinette simply existed for one purpose.

Insurance.

She didn’t know who her father was. That was a strictly kept secret that only a few of the higher-up general and close allies knew.

She certainly didn’t. Because what child needs to know who their father was.

In all honesty she really didn’t think about who her father was too often. Only when her Grandfather would curse her existence because ‘You were given great opportunity. Your blood of two powerful lines, and you still fail at the simplest of tasks.’ (She dropped the five-pound katana they placed in her hand. She was two.)

So, she would wonder who this ‘second bloodline’ was. She kind of got the idea her father was probably Caucasian. She had a lot of features that resembled that of a Caucasian child. Then again, her father could be of mixed race considering that mother was Chinese-Arab, and she had many leaning Chinese features and very few Arab at all. So maybe, like mother, he was mixed race and she just ended up getting nearly exclusive Caucasian features.

And apparently whoever was her father didn’t stay with the League because he didn’t like her Grandfather (good judgement. Marinette didn’t really like her Grandfather either. He was mean.), but apparently, Grandfather and Mother’s ‘all else has failed’ plan was for them to use her to manipulate her father.

So yes. Insurance. A pawn in her Mother and Grandfather’s game of chess.

So, Marinette just spent her life as any of the League’s high-ranking member’s children would. Constant training, and education. From five in the morning to nine at night it was an incredibly detailed schedule. One that she abided by every day. No breaks.

Attended basic survival theory and espionage classes, her foreign language lessons (those were her favorite), her basic acrobatics classes (her second favorite classes. She liked to do cartwheels), her academics, and her basic martials arts classes.

The martial arts classes were mostly just stances and ‘the theory behind it all’ and maybe a few punches. The league had a running theme of rather than teaching a person a particular thing- whether it be math, acrobatics, or martial arts- a person would be taught the theory of it and have them understand what it was, then they would build on to that. Effective in teaching those who did understand, and those who didn’t ended up in the fire that burnt all the bodies at the end of the month. It was Marinette’s least favorite day because she was forced to watch it and it always stunk really bad.

She never complained though. Her mother would always stand there too. She didn’t see her mother often. (She didn’t really think her mother liked her.) And her mother would stand stock straight with her hands folded together in front of her, staring at the fire (Marinette didn’t even think her mother blinked! Even when the fire would flash really close and make her face go hot. Mother wouldn’t even flinch. She was kind of scary.)

And so, when her mother would stand stock straight, eyes unmoving on the flames, Marinette would too. She would stand there, stock still, even when the fire would flash up really close to her and burn her face, she would tense up and make herself stand really still.

Just like Mother.

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Marinette was really happy. Practically bouncing as she walked to the south wing of Nanda Parbat for her mathematics class.

She had just finished with her foreign language professor and had been able to read a Mandarin book aloud in English with perfect accuracy without stuttering once. Once!

Marinette was really proud of herself. After finishing English, the professor said they would move on to French! French! She loved the way French would pronunciate their vowels. How they would roll their tongue whe-

She was immediately snapped out of her thoughts when two large arms wrapped around herself and secured her arms down by her sides. Before she could kick the person, or swivel around to see who grabbed her, or scream, she felt it.

Heat.

Across her eyes, her face.

Hot.

And then she felt it. The most agonizing pain she had ever experienced. Her face felt like it was melting. This wasn’t like the fire. Where it would burst out in little bouts and lick her face. It felt as if someone was taking her face and forcing it in the fire.

And now she screamed.

The weight holding her arms down disappeared and she immediately raised her hands to her face to claw at her eyes where she had felt the heat, and the pain. Her mind was screaming at her a multitude of things. She couldn’t decipher any of them past the pain.

She couldn’t think of anything past the pain.

Her screaming continued and the involuntary clawing never ceased. Even when she felt a hand on her back, and more grabbing at her wrists. Had she been in the right state of mind, she would have realized that the hands were small and frail. She would have been able to figure out that these were most likely handmaidens, or some sort of servant, and not attempted to kick them away from her while she continued to paw at herself.

She felt two arms wrap around her again and force her arms down. She only fought harder. Only kicked more violently, only screeched louder, only clawed more viciously. And in doing so, she completely missed the small pinch in her thigh. Only registered her muscles slowly getting heavier, and the slow progression of it getting harder to fight, and her voice becoming more and more sluggish by the moment.

All until eventually her thoughts slowed, and eventually ceased, and she fell unconscious.

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The first thing Marinette would perceive was the weight across her chest, holding her down to whatever she was on. The weight was soft. A blanket. The thing she was on was comfortable. A bed.

She was tucked in very tight, and the blanket was secure along her collarbones and chest making it near impossible to wiggle out of, and the only achievable movement being her neck so she could look around the room.

And when she went to do just that. When she went to open her eyes, she… couldn’t? She tried to but she still couldn’t see. So, she tried to open them again. And she… she did? Because she was pretty sure she just blinked, but she still couldn’t see anything.

She kept blinking and blinking and blinking, until Marinette managed to pull one of her arms out from under the covers to touch her face.

Wrinkles.

Like old people.

But Marinette wasn’t old, she was three.

Only old people had wrinkles. Some of her Grandfather’s generals, and some of Mother’s handmaidens had wrinkles, but they were all old. Like fifty.

So really old.

But Marinette still felt the creases and folds around her eyes.

...around the eyes that weren’t working.

Because they were open! She was touching the lid. She was feeling herself blink.

They were open!

She kept blinking and blinking until she could feel with her finger tears running down her face and gathering in the wrinkles.

Wrinkles!

Why were there wrinkles!

Why weren’t her eyes working!

Where was she!

What was the heat!

What was that heat!

She wanted to cry. She kept blinking. A few stray tears. But she really wanted to cry.

She had never cried before, well she supposed at some point she did. A baby’s instinct was to cry, and at some point, everyone was a baby, but she knew that if a baby cried in the League, they were left alone. They would have to learn quickly that if they cried, they would only be ignored. It was the first level of training in the League.

But never in her life had the urge to cry been so intense.

That’s when Marinette let out a shrill scream similar to the one, she let out when she felt the heat, an unknown amount of time ago. And had more and more tears fall as she screamed and started to paw at her eyes again.

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If you want to know something, you listen to the handmaidens. She knew this. That’s why when the handmaidens came into the room, after Marinette's four-and-a-half-hour breakdown, she pretended to be asleep.

They picked up all the things she had thrown around the room.

Marinette had tried to feel around and find the door after what she could guess was an hour of screaming and crying on her bed, which just turned into screaming and crying while knocking stuff over trying to find the door. And screaming and crying when finding there was no way she could open the door and screaming and crying as she gave up and got back on her bed.

And at some point, the screaming and crying ceased entirely, not a single sniffle not a single sob, and she simply laid in her bed. Eyes closed, just laid there completely limp.

She wasn’t surprised the servants thought her asleep. She didn’t think she would be able to get up if she tried. Didn’t think she would be able to speak. Didn’t think she would be able to even blink.

Her heart rate was slow, and the rising and falling of her chest reflected that, her muscles completely relaxed, and her mind… she didn’t really know where her mind was. It was in this weird limbo of complete dissociation and complete awareness of her surroundings.

It proved to be useful because with the handmaidens believing her asleep, they felt free to gossip. And a handmaiden’s gossip was the gateway to all the secrets of Nanda Parbat.

And that it was.

The more she heard, the more she felt like crying again. Like screaming again. Though she couldn’t. Her eyes stung too much to cry. Her throat throbbed too much to scream. Their words swimming around in her mind, not really piecing together.

Acid attack.

Ordered by the Head of Demon.

An heir had been conceived.

Confirmed male.

Mother had managed to seduce the same man that fathered her again. And to avoid another ‘incident’ they forgoed a blind pregnancy and all the traditions that were performed during her gestation and discovered the baby's gender as soon as it was possible.

Apparently, the baby was in an incubator in an unknown, secure location. (Marinette was confused when she heard that. Weren’t incubators for eggs?)

And with the male child, he was obviously the heir.

But the thing was… he wasn’t.

The only difference between Marinette and the boy was their gender, and many other organizations, like the League of Shadows, had forgone the tradition of male heirs being placed before their female counterparts. Meaning that in the eyes of many of Grandfather’s allies, she had a larger claim to the title of ‘Head of Demon’ than the boy.

Ra’s did not like that. So, Ra’s chose the obvious solution to the predicament…

… he blinded the first born so that they would be seen as ‘unfit’ for the title.

So now Marinette laid still on the bed, as the handmaidens walked around her, cleaning the room and continuing their gossip, a lone tear… the first tear… went down Marinette's face, running over the freshly scarred skin, and falling onto the sheets below.

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She didn’t know how long she sat in that room. It did not take long to realize she was in one of the quarantine rooms of the medical wings of Nanda Parbat.

It became really evident when she heard footsteps getting closer to her and the people who the footsteps belonged to started prodding at her face, listing off her features:

-the area around the eye is scarred, scars will likely be permanent without immediate intervention

-iris and pupil have lost color, and have remained a ‘cloudy white’ since first procedure

-eye is unresponsive to light stimulation

-irreparable damage to cornea

-optic nerve is seared

Marinette had only started her anatomy classes a couple weeks ago. She didn’t know the words ‘cornea’ or ‘iris’ or ‘optic’ but she did understand the words ‘pupil’ and ‘nerve’, so it took a skip and a hop to come to the conclusion that the other words probably were other parts of her eyes, and she knew that nerve where the parts of her body that had to do with feeling and sensing things.

She also understood what the phrase ‘irreparable damage’ meant.

Her eyes were broken forever, and she couldn’t fix them.

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The only thing that Marinette knew was that there were the two hands on her shoulders, guiding her through the compound.

They kind of hurt, their fingers were digging into her shoulder blades and the pain was awful, but she wasn’t going to say anything. Even if they would move their hands-which they wouldn’t-their hands on her shoulders were the only thing she knew. The only thing that was grounding her.

She knew most of the compound, but the medical wing was not one of those things. Most of the time if she did get hurt during a training exercise or lesson, she would have to deal with it on her own. The only time she remembered going to the medical wing was when she walked over hot coals and her feet needed to be wrapped for a whole week.

And besides that incident, she had never been in the medical wing before. She didn’t know all the entrances or exits, and unlike the rest of the base, she didn’t know any of the secret passageways that laid in the walls.

She had no idea how to navigate through the wing, and when people started to guide her around, she didn’t know where they were taking her.

I wasn’t until she was stopped and heard the distinct sound of something heavy swinging did, she knew where she was.

She was in her Grandfather’s ‘throne room’.

She didn’t think it would be possible for her to not recognize the sound of the heavy iron doors opening. She absolutely loathed it. Being in this room meant that she was in the presence of her Grandfather. Being in the presence of her Grandfather meant she would get a reminder that ‘she was unworthy of the blood running through her veins’.

And the ‘reminder’ basically just meant that she had to take his scolding while looking down at the ground, because god forbid, she looks in his eyes. (Last time she looked him in the eyes he ordered the guards to take her to the mean doctor. She really didn’t like the mean doctor.)

She felt the hands leave her shoulders and heard the thud of their knees hitting the ground in a bow before Marinette followed suit.

If this time being in the throne room was like her previous times there would be guards lining the wall behind Grandfather, while Mother stood slightly to the right, staring straight ahead devoid of emotion.

And Grandfather would stand front and center, glaring down at her while he condemned her for whatever she did wrong. It was really easy to do things wrong. She often ended up right here, kneeling before him while he berated her, at least once a week.

Despite her eyes not working so she couldn’t see his glare, she could feel it.

She could hear his cape do the little shwoopy thing indicating it was time for him to tell her exactly why she was here. (She was pretty sure it was because her eyes were now broken, but she never really knew with Grandfather.)

His voice boomed across the room and made herself, and everyone else in the room want to shudder, “You have proved yourself time and time again to be unequal to your peers.”

That was true. She knew she was constantly outmatching them, but Grandfather meant that she was doing worse than them. She didn’t know how, but Grandfather always said that she was lacking.

“You have constantly made a mockery of the blood that has flown in your veins.”

She knew that ‘mockery’ meant ‘to misrepresent or imitate something in an absurd manner’, (When she woke up from a nightmare, she would read a part of the dictionary to help calm herself down. It worked really well.) but Marinette wasn’t making fun of being an al Ghul? Grandfather didn’t make sense sometimes.

“And now you have proven your unworthiness by becoming disfigured.”

But Grandfather ordered it? Isn’t that what he wanted?

“And because of that…”

And she could hear the finality in his tone. The kind he used when he decided that going to the mean doctor would be a just punishment. She hated going to him, everything hurt when she was with the mean doctor. Marinette simply started to prepare herself mentally for however long she was ordered to stay with him.

She was hoping it was less than a day. Last time she messed up on her World History exam, and got a subpar score, she stayed with him for a full 24 hours.

It was the longest twenty-four hours of her life.

“...you are hereby expelled from the League of Shadows, and are to be banished from its ranks, and are stripped of your title as an ‘al Ghul’.”

Marinette, despite knowing what happened last time, rose her head in shock. She was processing what he said, and not at all understanding what was happening.

Expelled.

Banished.

Stripped.

She wasn’t understanding why there were suddenly hands on her shoulders. Why those hands were digging into her skin even harder than before.

Those hands were no longer grounding.

Expelled.

Banished.

Stripped.

She didn’t understand why they were dragging her back towards the door.

Expelled.

Banished.

Stripped.

She didn’t understand why they turned left down the corridor rather than right, the way toward the staircases that lead to the mean doctor’s office and the classrooms.

Expelled.

Banished.

Stripp-.

It wasn’t until she felt the cool air of the doors of the courtyard opening that she understood what was happening and started to scream and beg.

“Al Ghuls do not beg! Al Ghuls do not scream!” Her mother’s voice was ringing in her ears of one of her times with the mean doctor. Mother had come down specifically because she could hear her screaming and begging for the doctor to stop.

But right now, those words meant nothing, she was trying anything to get her Grandfather to stop this, to get anyone to stop this.

She tried to dig the heel of her boots into the concrete floors, tried to gain leverage and stop the guards from dragging her away, try and find a way to get away from the men and go back to her room (she wasn’t sure how she would get there; she knew the compound well but not well enough to find her way around without visual aids, but she would find a way).

When she heard the lock mechanism of the gates moving-opening- she stopped fighting.

Maybe it was the snow that was falling on her face, feeling like little pricks against her skin, or maybe it was the crushing realization of what had just happened, or maybe it was both, but she realized then…

...begging would do nothing.

That regardless of her screams and pleads for mercy, she would still be thrown out by her grandfather.

Disowned for something he ordered.

Left to die.

As she laid in the snow outside the gates after being thrown like a rag doll, as the guards who had dragged her out closed them, both guards being on the inside of those gates, leaving her on the other side.

She realized one thing…

… for the first time ever…

… she was truly alone.

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