#DCeased fanfiction

[cemeteryspider]

DCeased: A New Hope

Dick Grayson x Jean Grey! Pregnant! Reader

Summary: In the midst of a world ravaged by the Anti-Life Equation, a grieving telepathic hero must protect her unborn child and find hope in the remnants of the Bat-Family, while forging a path toward a future worth fighting for.

Trigger Warning: Loss, Grief, Violence, Gore, Emotional Trauma, Pregnancy,

Word Count: 1.7k

Lying on your back, you practiced the deep breathing exercises Leslie Thompkins’ midwives had taught you during your frequent visits, all at Richard's insistence. You complied because you knew this baby would be your and his entire world. So, deep breathing it was. One hand rested just above your belly, the other on your chest, guiding your breaths through your nostrils to raise the hand on your belly and blowing out through your mouth.

You loved that Dick wanted to be near you at every possible moment. However, his constant tossing and turning as you tried to ignore the splitting headache was too much to bear. Eventually, you made him leave the room. That was a while ago. Alfred had just brought you a fresh washcloth for your forehead when you heard a commotion downstairs.

Alfred rushed down immediately at the noise, but it took you a moment to regain your bearings and waddle toward the living room.

At the bottom of the stairs, you froze, staring in shock as your husband, who had been so gentle only an hour ago, was now desperately trying to scratch and bite Alfred and Bruce. Almost out of nowhere, Tim managed to sneak up on Bruce, tearing a chunk out of his arm.

"Dick?" you whispered, frozen in horror as your husband noticed your presence and began to advance toward you.

He was too close for comfort, and it was clear he wasn’t the man you had sent out of your bedroom. One hand instinctively covered your stomach while the other shot into the air, a blue glow holding Nightwing back.

"Run!" Bruce shouted, and as quickly as possible, you bolted down the stairs into the Batcave just as Alfred stabbed both Tim and Dick with a machete—one of the many weapons hidden around Wayne Manor.

You stood behind Alfred and his shotgun, staring into space as Bruce spoke to Superman, discussing his plan to save the world and mentioning something he had for Damian. Before the Man of Steel arrived, Bruce explained to you and Alfred that he wasn’t going to make it, and that Damian, you, and your baby were the future of the family if you couldn’t find the others.

The briefcase in his hand was for Damian, and Alfred was given direct orders to get it to him. You were shocked. You were losing your entire family in the span of a few hours, and it wasn’t even noon yet.

There was nothing to do but watch as, despite Mister Freeze’s suit, Bruce eventually succumbed to the virus coursing through his veins. Alfred ended the call to Damian before shooting Bruce in the head. You turned away, cowering behind Alfred.

Normally, you wouldn’t be afraid of a little blood, but in the past few months, you had slowly started to edge yourself out of the fray. You stopped going on patrol and stopped helping Dick train the Young Justice team, staying behind at the cave doing intel and comms, making sure the Bat-Family would live to fight another day. After all, you were going to be a mother soon, and how could you be out fighting crime at night with a baby at home? If Dick needed to keep fighting, then so be it, but if anything were to happen to him, your baby would still have you.

Now that worst fear is coming true. Dick's lifeless body lies upstairs as you tremble on the ground, unable to keep everyone's thoughts out of your head. That’s when you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, and you started to come back to reality.

"...breathe, Ms. Grayson, breathe. That’s right, breathe." Alfred was looking you in the eyes, and slowly you returned to the present. You managed to keep all the extra voices in your head out, for the time being.

"Will you be all right, Ms. Grayson?" he asked, truly concerned about your health.

"Yes, thank you, Alfred. I’m better now," you said, taking deep breaths as Alfred walked back into the manor.

He dragged the bodies of Dick, Tim, and Bruce down to the Batcave to say a proper goodbye, with Superman’s help. You knelt beside Dick’s masked body, holding his hand in yours. "How am I going to do this without you, darling?"

A strong hand clasped your shoulder. "It's time to go," Superman said, helping you to your feet. Alfred stood a few feet back, offering his hand to help you into the Batwing. As the jet lifted off the ground, your eyes remained on your dear husband until he finally disappeared from view.

You made it to Metropolis, where the rest of the heroes were gathering with little worry. However, that calm was shattered when an infected Giganta started booming toward the rooftop filled with your allies. Alfred started firing missiles at her while you tried to control her sweeping movements with little success.

After a few missiles, she punched the Batwing out of the air, catapulting you back into your seat as it began hurtling toward the ground. Desperately, Alfred flipped switches and pulled controls, trying to stop the plane’s freefall.

But you took control, enveloping the ship in your familiar blue glow, safely landing it on the roof adjacent to where the surviving members of the Justice League stood.

"Father?" You caught a glimpse of Damian running toward the broken and battered Batwing as Alfred helped you out of the wreckage.

"Damian, I am so sorry, son," was all Alfred could say as he opened the briefcase on the concrete roof.

With sad eyes, he looked up to you. "Dick?"

You shook your head, and in an instant, Damian’s arms were around your shoulders, pulling you into a tight embrace. You held him close, knowing that Dick and Damian had a special bond. Damian was like a little brother to you, and you felt his pain so deeply and sincerely.

"Everything will be all right," you sniffled as he pulled away and went over to Alfred, who showed him what was in the case—a brand new Batman costume, meant for Damian to wear.

You saw Superman and Wonder Woman fly off, and after a shaking boom crumbled the city around you, Black Canary—now Earth’s new Green Lantern—saved the top of the Daily Planet, where the survivors were.

Over the course of the next few days, Wonder Woman, Superman, Superboy, Flash, and Kid Flash severed the internet connection across the entire planet.

After a week, you helped the new Batman, Green Arrow, and Green Lantern get to Gotham unharmed, only to see a massive jungle surrounding what used to be your city.

"Oh, Ivy," you said, running into her arms as soon as you saw her. Your team, the Birds of Prey, had frequently assisted—and been assisted by—Poison Ivy to the point where she was basically a member. When you got pregnant, she made you different tea concoctions to soothe your aching joints and painful migraines.

"Thank the stars," she whispered, holding you closer. "I was afraid that the virus had gotten you too."

"Why’s that?" You worried about what she was going to say because the look on her face was anything but reassuring.

"Catwoman, Huntress, Batgirl, and Batwoman attacked us, Sugar Bear," Harley said, giving you a big hug and looking down at your belly. "I told Auntie Ivy not to worry, that your mama would nevea let anythin’ happen to ya."

You chuckled at Harley—some things never change, even in an apocalypse.

"Pamela, we’re looking for sanctuary for survivors," Damian cut the reunion short, and Ivy barely gave him a second glance.

"Oh, that."

"We’ve already started this conversation."

Ivy eventually agreed, as long as you would stay in her safe haven and that there would be rules and screenings for those who were let in.

You agreed because both Ivy and Damian said it would be safest for you and your baby in Gotham. Which is ironic, seeing as just last week you and Dick were looking at schools outside of the crime-ridden city.

The magically protected jungle would keep anyone who was turned out, therefore keeping everyone safe. You asked Damian to stay as well, but he said the world needed him.

With the strongest hug you could muster, you said goodbye to Damian, who said it wasn’t goodbye, that he would see you again soon.

~~~

You hadn’t expected to see another living member of the Bat-Family until, during a rare moment of sleep, your radio crackled with Ivy's voice.

"Hey, there’s someone here I think you’ll want to see."

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you glanced over at the crib only a few feet away. Your son was sound asleep, his little mouth open, showing off his gums.

A smile tugged at your lips as you carefully placed him in the baby wrap on your chest. His striking icy blue eyes and gummy smile were a perfect reflection of his father. It almost made you laugh. "Come on, hun, I suppose there’s someone we need to see."

Your baby let out a soft laugh, making you smile as you descended the stairs from your apartment to the ground level. Outside, children were running around, listening to Poison Ivy reassure them that they were safe within the confines of her jungle.

Harley waved at you enthusiastically and pointed toward a statue where a man in a brown leather jacket was standing, staring at it.

Your brows furrowed in recognition, and you started walking toward him. "Jason?"

He quickly turned at the sound of your voice, his eyes widening as he saw you with your baby in your arms. "You’re alive?"

Jason approached you cautiously, his gaze fixed on the little one in your arms. "And who might this be?"

His hand brushed against his eyes, wiping away tears that threatened to spill over. "Jason, this is Richard Bruce Grayson. Richard, this is your Uncle Jay."

You carefully slipped your baby out of the wrap and placed him into Jason's stiff arms. At first, he held the child at arm’s length, unsure and hesitant. But when Richard began to giggle and gurgle hysterically, Jason brought him close, holding him tenderly.

"He looks just like him," Jason murmured, his eyes never leaving your baby. "A Boy Wonder. A new hope."

[devine-fem]

i am BEGGING you to make that jondami ship guide. not because i need anything to make me ship them more than i already do but because they deserve to have their good moments highlighted

Jondami/Damijon shipping guide.

A collective guide to any cute moment between Jon and Damian in DC comics or motion pictures. Any moment that could make a reader like them more as a ship will be put all here in one Tumblr post.

• Superman (2016) Issues #10-#11

This is the first time they meet each other and they immediately knock heads. Jon’s lighter than life personality clashes with Damian’s cold personality and they don’t seem to get along but you can tell there’s something growing behind the eye rolling and tongue clicking… a friendship?

• Superman (2016) Issue #20, #21, #25, #26 (mentioned), and #43.

• Super Sons (2017)

This is the first of the Super Sons series, the series is really short but gold nonetheless. No Super Sons comic that I don’t like but this one is my favorite. They still are knocking heads and refuse to call each other partners but they grow and learn to be heroes together.

• Adventures of the Super Sons (2018)

They slowly start to get used to each other and this comic shows that Damian isn’t just straight up mean but is starting to somewhat ‘like’ Jon.

• Challenge of the Super Sons (2020)

The last main Super Sons comics. This one is fine but I love the others so much. These comics are essential to know Jon and Damian period, it’s the main comics of each others story and in a way they are important to each others development.

• Batman and Superman: Battle of the Super Sons (2022)

Now after all that reading treat yourself to a movie because Jon and Damian got their own movie. This is what started Jon and Damian for a lot of people and this is probably where a lot of you are from. This movie is great and fun. They made Damian wayyy nicer than in the comics and their friendship easier.

• DC Rebirth Holiday Special (2016)

Please find and read this. It’s so cute. I love it so much.

• Dark Nights: Metal issue #3 (2017 -2018)

They make a rock band in the beginning, its so cute.

• DCeased (2019)

• DCeased: The Unkillables (2020)

• DCeased: Hope at World’s End (2020)

• DCeased: Dead Planet (2020)

• DCeased: War of the Undead Gods (2022)

This is such a good series, and story in general please read it. DC peaked with this one and its so angsty. I don’t care what comphet was happening, Jon was there for Damian like no one else. I think Damian ends up with Cassie which is weird to me because Damian has never shown interest in anyone before but I excuse it since it’s not really gonna happen again since they were in a relationship just for the story to be more high stakes and sad. Jon and Damian’s relationship was at the forefront and for comic book readers DCeased made people see the potential in Jondami.

• DC’s Terror Through Time (2022)

This is so cute, please read this. It’s a halloween special and they switch uniforms <3!!

• DC Saved by the Belle Reve (2022)

They help a nonbinary person navigate school and it’s so damn cute.

• The age up incident.

(Disclaimer: You can pretend this never happens and I wouldn’t blame you for doing that.) A writer named Brain Micheal Bendis comes into the writers room for DC and ages up Jon in short. The story is that Superman goes missing (He travels to War World and gets stuck there) and Jor-El comes back to meet Jon and he takes him on a trip to explore space, then they get trapped in a wormhole, Jon gets stuck on Earth-3 and has to fight Ultraman. He’s stuck in a volcano for five or six years and becomes seventeen (we think) when he comes back. This was sad to me because it took away all the potential interactions for Jon and our ability to see him grow up, it was rushed and purposely so. Jon takes up the title of Superman somehow and starts to date some guy named “Jay Nakamura.”

• Superman: Son of Kal-El (2021) Issues: #1, #6, #14, and #15.

He does get a boyfriend here and I think it’s amazing the fact he simply gets a boyfriend but no one really likes his bf so… and the are real reasons why Jay as a character is problematic BUT if you just don't want to see him with someone else than every time you see a pink haired twink, quickly skip.

• Adventures of Superman: Jon Kent

• Super Sons (2017) Special

This is them reuniting after the age up and it shows how Damian reacts to it. I can’t actually find this and if anyone can please let me know where it is. I can only find bits and pieces of it scattered across the internet. All you need to know is that he doesn’t like the age up anymore than us since he says “I miss my friend.” which is really sad to me because the age up ultimately really hurts what people like about their dynamic as well as tarnish Jon’s character almost completely.

UPDATE: found it, it got attached to

• Dark Crisis (2022) till Issue #5

This is fine, after issue four Jon and Damian are not there anymore and if you read half the story just for jon and damian you might as well finish it.

• Green Lantern: Blackstars (2019) issue #2

They hug here. You’re welcome.

• Action Comics (2016) issue #1030

This is the best thing to come from the age up. This is so cute of them.

• Teen Titans (2016) Issue #43, #45, and #46

i didnt really like this, im not gonna lie but it has some damian and jon interaction worth noting with jon being protective over damian.

• Flash (2016) Issue #797

jon defending damian. this is such a cute moment for them. jon talks damian up and says how hes the strongest person he knows and how hes misunderstood.

• Legion of Super Heroes (2019) Issue #2 & #3

dont read this. its rlly bad but this is full of jon being the number one damian apologist, quality jondsmi moments over quantity. worth mentioning • Trinity Special: World’s Finest literally them raising a child together but their ages are a bit wonkey, i still dont personally know what age either of them are supposed to be there...

DC MEETS HANNA-BARBERA - Super Sons x Dynomutt

I’d say they aren’t exactly written right, well over all they are but their personalities are more relaxed and they care about each other a lot and will go out of their way to make sure the other is okay and protect them from danger, make them laugh etc, theres nothing wrong with this, its really cute but you can tell its not the typical jon and damian writers is all. I like it.

• Dark Crisis: The Dark Academy (2023)

• Wonder Woman (2016) Issue #800

- Fandom

Artist that draw Jon and Damian:

(I don’t know any of these accounts intimately so if they’re problematic in any way than I am sorry in advance)

Sheiya Vlad

Pechaghtlecha

Corinthianrm0

Hobiiiebrown

spider-jaysart

arunneronthird

Twitter

Hokke

Gozer

@_1209E

YouTube

Justice Lords Animation

Japanese Animation

Super Sons Meme Animation

- Fanfics

Trust fall by Ididloveyou_once

Those Who Wait by InsaneTrollLogic

moving in stereo by TheResurrectionist

Reasons to Not Fall in Love by nanami

Growing Pains

These are fics I read and liked, I don’t have much. I don’t read a lot of Jondami fan fiction so I insist that you recommend your own fanfiction in the comments. (Don’t hate me for the self promo)

- Music (A silly lil playlist I made for them)

END

[lazy-drawn]

“Two parallel lines that are always the same distance apart, run in the same direction, and never intersect, even if extended infinitely.”

[freddie-77-ao3]

sup yall we're vibing here

anyway. hey, my name's freddie, and i'm finally trying to write an actual intro/master post which... we'll see how this goes.

important stuff is highlighted in orange.

so, basic stuff:

as I said, my name's freddie. he/him pronouns. i'm a college student (majoring in accounting, might add a psych minor). not gonna say which college but i'm currently in california.

i've been on tumblr since 2019 i think? not under this account, this started as a fandom account and then spiralled out of control... really fast. um, my regular tumblr which i've not actually opened in ages is @chronicchthonic14 so. yeah.

not particularly relevant to this blog, but i might mention it at some point so, i have autism and adhd. and some other things but. like. that list is very long and those are the two most relevant because i promise if i come off wrong/mean, i didn't mean to, i just forget to make my words normal. but. those are the two most referenced. if for whatever reason someone wants to know more or has questions you can send an ask ig?

i'm scottish, born there. moved to US when I was four. finishing uni and moving back.

some quick warnings

this blog definitely contains cursing/vulgar language, whatever you want to call it, so if you're not comfortable with that, probably not the blog for you, as i don't tag cursing or anything for you to filter out.

if, for whatever reason, if i ever reblog something that contains a slur (against racial minorities, queer people, anything) i will ABSOLUTELY tag that though.

also if anyone has any trigger warnings they think any content needs, please let me know-- asks, dms, comments, reblogs

the cursing thing also applies for sort of dirty jokes? think that only applies to like. two posts and very not explicit. those aren't currently tagged but if they get any more explicit they certainly will be.

queer identity because the explicit reminded me, i'm asexual, and probably straight. maybe bi? dunno, don't particularly care. and i'm trans. ftm. this isn't the blog i talk about that on usually though, unless it relates to a specific ask or a fandom thing.

which, getting into what this blog is for because i can't think of anything else i need to add here (guys let me know if i forgot important stuff, please, i'm an idiot!!! i will forget the important stuff and write random shit instead!! i've already deleted three tangents from this!!)

sooooo

fandoms!! ones i write and/or post about or will potentially post about

percy jackson extending to hoo, toa, tkc (definitely post way less about this), mcga (again, way less). haven't read TSATS or COTG yet, but spoilers are fine. i post way more about minor characters. write fanfiction for and have some posted (both on here and ao3) and a bunch of snippets.

dcu-- films, comics, animated shows, all of it. personally, my favorites are young justice (the comics, not show version), new teen titans, and batman inc (batgirls, nightwing, and red robin esp). late 90s yj run is my favorite, and i loved the DCeased event. favorite batman comic is definitely court of owls run. no fanfics posted, but some on docs.

mcu-- way less so, but have a stucky oneshot. slowly making my way through in timeline order.

throne of glass. i'm an aedion and chaol apologizer because they do a bunch of dumb shit but then WHO DOESN'T in this series. fanfics in doc, not posted.

this would go on for ages if i listed everything so instead, here's an ask i answered on my fandoms/genres and everything. feel free to send me asks about anyone. if you send me something about radium girls i may cry though (tears of joy) so there's your advanced warning.

main things you'll see on my blog are incorrect quotes, snippets, and the occasional fic

this^^

my... idk, contact policy? seriously what do i word this

asks are always open, anon is on.

if you send hate... whatever. i'll probably delete it.

unless i find it funny. then I'll post it. there's really little you could say to me that would hurt.

when i say asks are always open, you can drop anything you want.

literally anything

you need to vent? want advice? want to request headcanons? request a fic? give me a prompt? ask random things about me? something else I've forgotten? go right ahead

if you want to ask me to update my fics? go right ahead. sometimes i forget i didn't post something.

send as many asks as you want, i don't care if it might be spam

i can't promise i'll respond to asks in a timely manner, sometimes i open my inbox and forget they exist for months, i'm sorry. if it's something you really want answered you can send another one

dm's are alright? if you want to be friends or something, go right ahead.

anyone can reblog any of my posts/comment/heart, i don't care. you want to heart 50 things in a row? i adore you. if i had kids, you would get my firstborn

if we're mutuals you can ask for my insta/give me yours.

now, other accounts:

anyway, i think that's it?

[ambiengreyarts]

Jason and Cass were in the same place for three weeks in DCeased Unkillables and I got no bonding or interaction between them in all that time, and I am UpSeT. Just a little. So, I may or may not write things to fill that void all by myself over here. Enjoy.

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

He’d expected her to flinch, not having heard him and Ace approach above the din of moans and wails from far below, but, when he put his hand carefully to her shoulder, she did not.

She did not speak or turn to face him; did not acknowledge his presence in any way other than to place her hand gently atop his.

He squeezed her shoulder lightly, his touch a gesture of comfort now rather than a means of getting her attention or announcing his presence. Beside him, Ace had sat down as if unfazed, though his perked ears betrayed his calm.

Jason sighed.

“I’m sorry,” he said, loud enough to be heard.

“Me, too,” he thought she said, but, she did not speak loudly in general, and the longer he listened to the wailing, the more he imagined they were words that made sense – people trying to speak to him – and so he couldn’t be sure.

Ace whined; distantly.

He thought, too, she’d squeezed his fingers with that same intention of comforting as he’d had a moment ago, but, her touch was gone now and he wasn’t sure of that either.

He slid his hand almost awkwardly off her shoulder.

“You should come inside,” he said, firmly – loudly above the noise; regaining some clarity of mind. “It’s crazy out here.”

She nodded slightly, but made no move to get up.

He almost wanted to pull her back from the parapet and haul her inside by force if she still didn’t in the next minute.

…

She didn’t.

He scowled at the ground.

“I’ll leave Ace with you,” he said, at the dog, who looked up, ears twitching at the address. He pointed one finger at Ace, an indication to ‘stay,’ and, while the dog shifted briefly on his haunches, he did not stand to follow Jason when he headed unceremoniously back to the door.

[ammo-never-runs-out-of-knives]

Burn it all away - preview

Tim quietly mourned that this would be his last cup of coffee. Not because he was almost out, no he’d started rationing almost as soon as this whole thing started and he’d always made sure to be well-stocked before that.

Pouring that last of the pot into his favorite cup - black with a cute little bat on it, a gift from Bruce when he was fifteen - he sighed and walked into his living room. He’s been living in this penthouse for almost two years now, and one of his favorite things about it had been the view. On the top floor with ceiling to floor windows - reinforced and bat-approved - taking up one of the walls, it offered a clear view of the city.

He’s spent more than a few nights here, joking and reminiscing with his family when they’d visit.

He missed that view, but not as much as he missed his family.

Off in the distance, grimy from time and the fires that had swept through the city that the first month, the ‘Wayne’ on the Wayne Enterprises was the only light left in the city. The state-of-the-art generators still going strong. He’d spared more than a few minutes thinking about making the trip and seeing if he could get his hands on those generators. But the payout wasn’t ever worth the risk, especially when it was only him that would get any use out of it. That’s not even getting into the logistics of moving something of that size across an Infected city.

Tim carefully didn’t look down, not when he didn’t have to. There was no reason to even think about the city blocks of the infected down below. He’s already spent far too many nights on high alert, thinking he could hear their groans and screams, worried that they’d managed to get through each of the barricades that he’s meticulously built on every floor between the ground and his apartment. It had been one of the first projects that he’d thrown himself into, post-lockdown. All the other residents of this building were dead, infected, or evacuated long before the government actually took action.

Tim almost headed for the hills himself, when they finally realized how helpless the situation really was, but Tim has never known when to give up. Plus, it’s not like there was much waiting for him on the other side of those walls.

Taking a sip, he sighed around the bitter taste, letting the mug warm up his chill fingers. He didn’t look away from the neon sign, strangely calm as the light was burned into the back of his retinas.

He ignored the sting in his arm, under the bandage that he’d hastily slapped on. There was no point in wasting anti-biotic on it. It hadn’t helped any of the other millions of fools who’d tried, and he wasn’t arrogant enough to think he’d be any different. He wouldn’t go waste resources like that, especially something so precious.

Not that he’d have much use for it soon.

The strange calm that had swept over him when he’d realized exactly what had happened was being pushed aside as plan after plan was forming.

If Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne was going to die, he’d do it at home. His real home.

Downing the last of his coffee, he turned away from what was once Gotham City.

It was finally time to return to the Manor.

[peppersonironi]

15

15: Something you learned this year

Pretty much everything about the batfam? This was the year I actually got into the fandom. Twelve months ago, the most I knew was from Young Justice (which I hadn't seen in like five years) and The Batman (2004) animated show (which was AWESOME! My favorite batman show, even after rewatching!). I couldn't tell you there was more than three Robins, or more than one batgirl. I hadn't read a comic before! I thoughts were for kids, and stupid.

(To be fair, I still think comics are stupid. At least, what DC has been doing to their characters recently. With the exception of DCeased! Tom Taylor is a shining beacon in this dark sea of canon.)

So, yeah. Batfam. If I were to choose something specific, however, I'd say that Bruce Wayne has an adoption problem? I was seriously surprised to find that out back in February!

[sasukeibu]

love ignoring most of talia’s writing where she’s a villain because she is inevitably coloured darker than ever like yeah we get it. you think shes an evil brown bitch. game-changing shit right there thank you so much for your brave imput

[whetstonefires]

It is amazing to me how good Dceased actually looks in contrast to the other ridiculous premise DC crossover

Weird, isn’t it? They had some truly awful art early on, like wtf, but that seems to have cleared up now. And the thing is, there are any number of decisions they’ve made that I don’t love, but it’s not in continuity so it’s much less annoying.

What’s making DCeased fly so well, I think, is that it’s being run by people who...okay, firstly, who give a shit about the characters they’re working with, that does come through. It’s not enough on its own but it helps.

But more importantly, who understand that having been given a premise where they’re out of continuity and have carte blanche to kill characters off constantly, they don’t need to make anybody more shitty and awful or try to convince us melodramatic ‘twists’ are inherently exciting. They have a free drama nozzle they can just turn whenever, this is the zombie apocalypse. They are free of the drama manufacturing grind.

This means that a majority of characters who’ve appeared as non-zombies have been permitted to be their best selves and treat each other well (by their individual standards) and do good work, which is really rare in comics at this point. It creates a weirdly softer and more optimistic world than half the comics that are trying to be upbeat.

And unlike a lot of other comparable zombie media where Anyone Can Die, they don’t have to create characters and convince the audience to buy in, and risk ragequit or indifference when they’re killed off--the audience is coming FOR these characters, they’re already invested in some portion of the cast from launch, and when their faves are killed they don’t cease to exist. They go on in the main continuity, living other lives. They’re fine. Tragic death without actual loss.

DCeased is successfully inhabiting fanfiction narrative space and I sincerely hope the techniques involved catch on.

[cemeteryspider]

DCeased: Shadows of the Bat

Jason Todd x GN! Constantine! Reader

Summary: In a Gotham overrun by chaos and loss, you and Jason Todd struggle to survive and escape the city while confronting the devastating deaths of their loved ones.

*Set in the DCeased Universe*

*No use of Y/N*

Trigger Warnings: Death of Loved Ones, Gore, Violence, Zombie Apocalypse, Grief, Summoning of the Dead, Sacrifice

Word Count: 1.8k

You made your way to Wayne Manor as soon as you heard about the virus. The exterior of the mansion almost looked peaceful, a stark contrast to the chaos erupting across Gotham. For a moment, you could almost imagine Bruce inside, sipping his black coffee at 5 a.m., preparing for another day after a long night of fighting crime. But as you stepped inside, you felt a chill crawl up your spine—a telltale sign that something was very wrong.

The air inside the manor was thick with a metallic scent, the smell of blood lingering like a ghost in the hallways. The once-pristine carpets were stained with dark, dried blood, and shards of broken mirrors littered the floor, reflecting your fragmented reflection. Your breath quickened as your eyes fell upon a particularly large bloodstain, smeared as though something or someone had been dragged down to the Batcave.

You carefully maneuvered through the glass, trying to muffle the crunching sound beneath your boots. The manor was silent—too silent. Every step you took echoed in the emptiness, and as you descended the long, dark staircase to the cave. At the bottom, you paused, straining your ears for any sign of movement—breathing, footsteps—but the silence remained unbroken.

Turning the corner, you found them. Three bodies lay side-by-side, the Bat-Family, still and lifeless. A long black cape draped over one, a familiar blue symbol on another. You blinked rapidly, fighting back tears, but they welled up regardless, blurring your vision. The overwhelming urge to flee seized you, to run back up the stairs and search the streets of Gotham for Jason, but you couldn't bring yourself to leave. You needed to know for certain.

Cautiously, you approached the bodies. Each step felt heavier than the last until you were close enough to see their faces. Your hands trembled as you peeled back their masks, revealing the familiar features of your friends—no, your family. Red Robin, Batman, Nightwing... All gone.

Your knees buckled, and you sank against the nearest wall, burying your face in your hands as tears streamed down your cheeks. What use were your powers if you couldn't protect the people you loved most? The thought gnawed at you, a cruel reminder of your limitations. Your sobs were the only sound in the cave until the door creaked open, and you heard heavy footsteps descending the stairs.

Instinctively, you reached for your lighter, ready to defend yourself with a burst of flame, but you hesitated as a familiar figure emerged from the shadows—Jason. Relief flooded through you, and you flung yourself into his arms, burying your face in his neck as he held you tightly.

"I was so worried, baby," you whispered, feeling the cool metal of his helmet against your cheek. With a clatter, he removed it and tossed it aside.

"Me too, doll," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

You clung to each other, drawing strength from his presence. When he finally pulled away, Jason's eyes wandered to the three bodies lying on the ground. His expression froze as he stared at the fallen members of his family. The normally stoic Red Hood blinked rapidly, struggling to keep his composure.

"They can't stay like this..." His voice was barely above a whisper, his grief evident.

You gently placed a hand on his shoulder, offering what little comfort you could. "I can bring them upstairs if you want to..."

Jason sniffled, quickly wiping his eyes with the back of his hand before standing up, fists clenched in a vain attempt to suppress the tears threatening to spill over. "Yes, that would be very helpful."

As Jason's heavy boots echoed up the stairs, you were left alone with the bodies once more. Your heart ached, but you knew what you had to do. Retrieving your spellbook from its hiding place, you flipped through the pages, your fingers trembling slightly. The ancient incantation you needed was familiar yet no less daunting. You gathered three pieces of parchment, carefully inscribing the incantation on each one, and placed them on the bodies.

Standing over them, you began to chant, your voice low and commanding. "Admovendum corpus, spiritus vagans, audite me. Per vim occultam, surgat corpus hoc et locum mutet!"

The temperature in the cave plummeted, your breath visible in the cold air as the lights flickered ominously. The bodies, once still and lifeless, began to rise slowly, as if pulled by unseen strings. With a gentle nudge of your powers, you guided them up the stairs and out to the estate's cemetery, where you knew Martha and Thomas Wayne were buried.

Jason was already there, digging a second grave beside the first. You laid Tim’s body in the freshly dug earth, waiting patiently as Jason finished preparing the other two. Once he started to cover the bodies with dirt, you turned your attention to creating makeshift gravestones. Large boulders were carved with the names of the deceased, and you carefully set them in place.

"What do you want them to say, Jason?" you asked softly.

Jason was lost in thought, staring at Dick’s headstone as if in a trance. When you repeated the question, he knelt beside the stone, guiding your hand to engrave words that reflected what his family meant to him. His arm wrapped around you as tears flowed freely, his sobs shaking his entire body.

"I never thought it would be them, you know," he choked out, his voice filled with heartbreak.

You held him tighter, offering silent comfort as he grieved. The memory of your own father abandoning you in the rain flashed through your mind, a reminder of the pain that only family could cause. But your thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a low growl.

You and Jason whipped around, weapons ready, only to see Ace, the loyal Bat-Hound, trotting toward you. Relief washed over you as you knelt down, petting the dog, while Jason took a deep breath, regaining his composure.

Ace led you back to the Batcave, where he stopped in front of the Batmobile, his eyes fixed on it. Jason chuckled sadly, "He never did let me drive the car."

You gave him a small, bittersweet smile, then turned to the Batmobile. "Car, show me the locations of all the Bat-Family in Gotham other than Jason."

"Eight located in Gotham, Mx. Constantine."

Jason's expression darkened as he asked, "How many with heartbeats?"

"Two."

Your heart sank as you climbed into the passenger seat, Jason taking the driver’s seat. The Batmobile's display showed two small bat symbols—Cassandra Cain and Damian Wayne. "Take me to Cassandra," Jason commanded, and the car’s GPS began calculating a route to the GCPD.

The drive through Gotham was harrowing. The Batmobile’s tires crunched over countless bodies, living and dead, as you made your way through the city’s ravaged streets. When you finally arrived at the GCPD, Jason rammed the Batmobile straight into the cell block, the vehicle’s armor shielding you from the chaos outside.

"Batman?" Jim Gordon’s voice was shaky as he approached, but Jason only lifted his helmet slightly, revealing his face.

"No, not Batman. Get in."

Jim and Cassandra quickly climbed into the backseat with Ace, and once again, you were speeding through the streets of Gotham. Jason explained your plan to escape the city, but Jim interrupted, desperation in his voice. "No, we can’t leave. Not yet. My daughter is out there somewhere."

Your heart ached as you turned to Jim, knowing the truth. "No, Commissioner, Barbara is... gone."

Jim’s face contorted in denial, his voice trembling. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Car, show heart monitor for Barbara Gordon."

The low hum of the Batmobile’s display filled the air as a flatline appeared on the screen. You averted your eyes, unable to meet Jim’s gaze as he stared at the evidence of his daughter’s death.

"How do you...?" Jim’s voice faltered as realization dawned on him, his eyes flicking between Jason and Cassandra. "Jason. Cassandra..."

"We’re the only ones alive in Gotham, so we have to get out," Jason said softly.

But Jim shook his head, his voice breaking. "I have to see for myself, Jason."

Reluctantly, Jason guided the Batmobile to the location indicated by the tracker. There, strung up in vines, was Barbara’s body, limp and lifeless. Jim fell to his knees before his daughter, tears streaming down his face as he struggled to accept the sight before him.

"Oh, God," he whispered, his voice cracking.

Through his tears, Jim looked up at you, desperation in his eyes. "Do you think you could... you know."

The request hung in the air, heavy with the weight of what he was asking. Summoning the dead was never easy, and it was something you had always hesitated to do. But this was Jim, and Barbara was a friend who never got to say goodbye. You gave him a small nod, feeling Jason’s hand tighten around yours in support.

You began to mutter the ancient words under your breath, calling forth Barbara’s spirit. The air grew colder, a chill settling over the alleyway as shadows twisted and contracted around Barbara’s body. Slowly, her ghostly form materialized, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and pain that gradually softened as she realized she was no longer in pain.

“Why did you call me back? I thought I was finally free…” Barbara’s voice was barely a whisper, carried on the wind. Her eyes met yours, filled with hurt and confusion.

But before you could respond, Jim stepped forward, his voice trembling. "I asked her to, Barb. I just needed to see you one last time."

Barbara’s gaze softened as she looked at her father, still wearing her Batgirl suit. "Oh, Dad, I’m sorry I never told you."

She reached out to hug him, but her spectral form passed through him, sending a shiver down his spine. Your hands were growing colder, the strain of maintaining the connection to Barbara’s spirit taking its toll.

Jim reached out as if to take Barbara’s hand, though he knew it was futile. "Oh, it’s okay. I am so proud of you and everything you’ve done to help our city. We all have a debt we can never repay you. I love you so much."

Barbara’s form began to flicker, her connection to the physical world weakening. “I love you too, Dad,” she whispered before vanishing in a gust of wind.

Jim wiped away his tears, his voice thick with emotion as he turned to you. "Thank you."

You nodded, understanding the depth of his gratitude as he retreated to the back of the Batmobile, needing time to process his grief. You exchanged a glance with Jason and Cassandra, a silent agreement to give him the space he needed.

"Want to help me string the Joker onto the hood of the car?" Jason asked, gesturing to the lifeless body of the man who had caused him so much pain.

You shook your head in disbelief, leaning against the brick wall with Cassandra as you watched Jason attach the Joker’s body to the front of the Batmobile. Despite everything, you couldn’t help but feel a small, bitter sense of satisfaction as the Batmobile roared to life, ready to leave Gotham behind.

[whereflowersbloom]

Since we didn't see Raven or Kon in DCEASED, wouldn't it make an excellent fanfiction? To make up a story about those two being left behind and fighting the zombie apocalypse and falling in love? God I can't get this idea out of my head and I really want someone to write it! 😉

Omg haha I never thought about it. A zombie apocalypse romance 😂😂😂

Alone fighting zombies 👀

Ahhh I need to start planning

[heroicadventurists]

CassCainBdayWeek2020

This week is the unofficial Cassandra Cain Week, concluding on Jan 26 which is the character’s birthday.  I decided to participate this year because I wanted to support the character.  Within the overall batman fandom, Cass (along with Steph) are largely ignored, even though they both had a strong presence in 00s comics. Cassandra had a 12 year run where she was a main member of the batfamily.  Cass seemingly disappeared for most of the New 52 reboot which launched in 2011.  She did not reappear until 2016. For 5 years she was absent from comics, and for the last 4 years she appears de-aged and regulated to a secondary member of the batfamily.  Her hiatus from the main batfamily is reflected in fanart and fanfiction, as Cass (along with Steph) have way less fanfiction stories than the 4 male Robins, and Cass has way less fanart (Steph’s fanart numbers are higher than Damian’s and in-line with Babs and Tim). I get the frustrations of her fandom and I’ve made an effort to reblog more fanart and fanstories featuring Cass and Steph.  I want to celebrate Cassandra just like I celebrate the rest of the batfamily.

I wanted to give a little backstory before I get into what I'm blogging about.  I follow the Cassandra Cain tag and, all this week I’ve also been following #casscainbdayweek2020. Instead of seeing a lot of posts celebrating Cass this week, I have seen a lot of debating.  The main points of strife is the upcoming Birds of Prey movie and a very sensitive stereotype vs disability discussion.  I ended up writing lengthy sections on both topics, so I’ll break this piece into 3 blog posts. I’ll hit the Birds of Prey first.

This is Cassandra’s birthday week.  I’ve seen the Cass fandom advocate for her inclusion in batfam art and stories for years.  So let’s celebrate Cass this week and think about the positive things in store for the character:

Shadow of the Batgirl- 2/4

Birds of Prey: And the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn- 2/7

Harley Quinn and The Birds of Prey # 1- 2/12

Batman and the Outsiders- 2/12

Dceased Unkillables- 2/19

[catnippackets]

congratulations harley ivy stans fake news fanfiction fanservice and others destroyed DC COMICS and supporting scoundrels motherfuckers and supporting bad directors new 52 rebirth cw and poor things booster gold michael carter poor things ted kord blue beetle and poor things wally west others and for heroes in criss dceased new 52 rebirth warner bros who did for these mens? and how much ashamed of you harley ivy stans?

OMIGOD ANOTHER ONE guys I think it’s trying to communicate with me

[halbarryfeed]

Sketchbook (Halbarry)

read it on AO3: https://ift.tt/3evsmhd

by bevin

Hal would be the first to admit that he shouldn't have left out a sketchbook dedicated to him pining over a certain speedster.

But he'd be lying if he said he regretted it.

Words: 2211, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Green Lantern - All Media Types, The Flash - All Media Types, DCeased (DC Comics), DCU (Comics), Halbarry - Fandom

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Barry Allen, Hal Jordan

Relationships: Barry Allen/Hal Jordan, Halbarry

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Drawing, Sweet, Minor Barry Allen/Hal Jordan, Barry Allen Needs a Hug, Adorable Barry Allen, Barry Allen is The Flash, Barry Allen-centric, Bisexual Barry Allen, Hurt Barry Allen, Protective Barry Allen, Hal Has Issues, DC Comics References, Sad and Sweet, Short & Sweet, Cute, Cute Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Comfort, Fanfiction, Gay Male Character, Friends to Lovers, Developing Relationship, Hero ship

read it on AO3: https://ift.tt/3evsmhd

[cdelphiki]

For the writer asks: 27, 28, 29 please 😊

27) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?

I write a pretty detailed outline, actually.  It’ll start out general but grows pretty quickly to be a chapter-by-chapter breakdown with the important bits of dialogue or the ‘ah ha’ moments or whatever that have to happen to keep the story going in the right direction.  When I don’t have an outline, everything falls apart and I leave the fic for a year without updating.  😬

28) What is something you wished you’d known before you started posting fanfiction?

Hmmmm, probably how much fun it can be!  I was (and still am sometimes, tbh) a ball of anxious nerves when I started posting but my confidence has slowly grown over the past year and a half, and I guess that’s probably just what I wish I'd known, that there’s no reason to be anxious.  People are nice, for the most part, and sharing my work is fun.  

29) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?

Not really, all my work gets way more love than I ever anticipated.  I wrote a fic in the DCeased world that I really loved and felt a lot of emotions while writing, but it didn’t get much traffic.  But I totally get why, it’s in the DCeased world.  😂

[welcome-to-latveria]

Reading DCeased is the equivalent of reading a hurt no comfort fanfiction so like no thank you Mr Tom Taylor