#Selina can rob Bruce but no one else can

[idledreams4]

Putting the "Goth" in Gotham

yeah so I'm assigning a bunch of people subcategories of goth. And not just the characters where this would be something reasonable to do. Its been a while since I did something like this and I'm having fun with it!

If any artists want to draw the characters in the styles I give them, feel free, just tag me so I can see it!

Bruce: Baby Bat

Yes this is mostly because of his nickname. (Baby Bats, in case anyone hadn't heard someone call him that)

Selina: Mall

Girl would rob a Hot Topic or a Spencers blind ok. Y'all gotta be with me on this one.

Ecco: Romantic

its Ecco. Need I say more? This would ABSOLUTELY be her style. She's one of the ones I think would be more than happy to dress up according to their subcategory. She would just love it! Well Season 5 Ecco would idk about S4... She was a little less fun before that bullet. But trust me, she would be romantic goth.

Jeremiah: Vampire

this one was actually pretty difficult to decide. I jumped around alot before finally settling on Vampire goth. Me and Persephone had actually talked about this a while ago and I think we said Nu goth, and I was considering Victorian Goth for this. He likes to look put together, but still flamboyant, and with some of the outfits I've looked at, this is the one for him. Also, it's Jeremiah. Tell me he doesn't have eccentric vampire energy?

Jerome: Deathrock

His cult basically decided this for him lol. They already have a very punk style and I think if Jerome's life had gone a little differently he would have spent his teenage years in a heavy emo phase. This would be one of the subclasses he'd be all for.

Jonathan: Mopey

no I'm not calling him mopey, I'm saying mopey goth would be his style. Its very layered. I'm seeing a lot of long coats, scarves, boots, all in black. It could easily be combined with either medieval or Victorian styles to give a plague doctor-y appearance. But trust me, look it up yourself and tell me that's not Jonathan's style.

Jervis: Steampunk

you know what, Jervis would vibe with steampunk goth. Originally I was just thinking "ok what's one I haven't said yet that would involve a top hat" but then I remembered that in BTAS Jervis was working in some kind of engineering. What is literally characterized by tophats and engineering? Steampunk. So this feels like a good fit.

Oswald: Glam

almost gave this to Riddler but the fashions are more Oswald.

Ed: Nu

He's a little more reserved and timid, so I think he'd fit with some of the softer looks of nu goth.

Riddler: Cabaret

yeah I'm doing him seperate from Ed. They'd have very different styles. Riddler is all about the glitz and glamour so I gave him cabaret goth.

Lee: Gothabilly

her makeup was already pretty Gothabilly, and I think she could vibe with the fashion. She totally had goth vibes in the later seasons though I just don't know what to classify her style as (please feel free to give feedback!)

Gordan: none

well he sucks so he actually doesn't get one. Like everyone else would kinda be like "ok fine yeah whatever" (or totally into it) if I asked them to dress up in the category I gave them. But Jim? He's a party pooper. So he just wouldn't.

Barbra: Perky Goth

I think she'd be a perky goth. It leaves room for some bright colours, which I think she'd like, but it's not pastel goth. Its very fun and idk I just think she'd vibe with it. (Specifically like... Season 2 era though. In later season I think corp goth might be more her thing. Fetish goth could also work as an overall but I didn't really want to label anyone with fetish goth... 😅)

[estcsy]

STFU TELL US AB GOTHAM RN

okay sorry its just that gotham was gonna be one of the first places I was gonna shift to till I gave up LMFAO I have so much questions.

did you see salina? what was batman like?

ITS OKAY DONT WORRY HA yes i did see selina, BARELY THO

i was walking home alone which i know is such a stupid thing to do especially in gotham but one thing about me is i’m gonna risk my life when i shift somewhere because i think it’s so fun it’s like a little game to me i don’t take shit serious

BE SAFE THO ‼️‼️ IM BEING FR ABOUT THAT

while i was walking it felt like i was being watched and it started to scare me a little bit so i was getting myself ready to swing if i needed to do i turned around and nobody was there? so i’m like “okay whatever keep walking”

then it occurs to me to look up so i did and she was like standing on top of a building and i’m not gonna lie i got scared i thought she was gonna rob my ass for a sec 💀

so we’re like staring at each other and i didn’t know what else to do so i waved at her

like “:D👋🏼” and she waved back?? i didn’t think she would but she did that was very nice of her then i walked away and she watched me walk away and it made me nervous she’s intimidating 😭 she’s like 5’2 i got inches in her and still i was shaking in my boots

and i met bruce because like there was some bombing threats so special forces had to be involved so they called me and like some other people and the chief was like “these are our best agents they can assist you if you need” and i was trying not to giggle because i knew damn well that i had it easy and just scripted that in good at what i do and everyone else had to do it that hard way

eventually i started talking to him i said “hi :D” and he didn’t say anything to me then i asked him if he had a good day and he didn’t say anything again so i’m thinking “okay fuck you too” and he didn’t say anything till he was leaving i said “bye batman :D 👋🏼” and he actually said bye back?? that was crazy

his deep ass voice is funny tho he was like “bye 👹”

but yeah i enjoyed it a lot it was very fun!! :D

[lizzy-bennet]

Stars Keep Watch in the Night (and So Will I)

Fandom/Pairing: Gotham/Batcat

Length: 3,100 words

Also on Ao3

Summary: After ten long years, Wayne Manor is reopened, reoccupied, and refurbished, and the entire Gotham underworld laughs and thanks their lucky stars, because the manor holds as many riches as El Dorado, and it’s owner is nothing but a playboy. But what the thieves don’t know yet is that if they want to get to Bruce Wayne, they’ll have to go through Selina Kyle first.

Because this is what Selina does - what she’s always done since she was a kid - she protects Bruce. Even when he doesn’t know it.

So Selina keeps robbers at bay and stands guard over the manor, as watchful as one of the gargoyles Bruce has on his gate, and since he’s busy dealing with crimes that are actually being committed rather than with crimes that have already been stopped, she never expects Bruce to find out about what she’s doing.

But then he does.

- Set after the Gotham finale. -

Bruce Wayne, Gotham’s favorite son, is finally back home after being gone who-knows-where, doing who-knows-what for a decade, and Wayne Manor’s become the latest prime target for thieves.

Not that this fact surprises Selina, not with the rumors that have been swirling around the city. There’s whispers of a Van Gogh above Bruce’s bed (true), a Vermeer in his walk-in closet (false), and how selling a single one of Bruce’s suit jackets could fetch you a payday worth four figures (disgustingly true). And the entire Gotham underworld laughs, because Wayne Manor holds as many riches as El Dorado, and it’s owner is nothing but a playboy.

Rumor has it that a bold thief is planning on breaking in that very night.

Not that Selina has any reason to care. She has a mixed bag of feelings when it comes to Bruce Wayne, most of them angry, some of them sad, and a few she can’t quite explain. But, if she’s being honest, all her best childhood memories are linked to breaking into Wayne Manor, and there’s something that makes her feel unsettled and almost indignant at the thought of anyone else but her breaking in.

It doesn’t make any sense for her to be this protective, Selina tells herself. Bruce is more than capable of taking care of himself. She’s not thirteen anymore and sneaking in to watch him sleep like she’s some sort of self-declared protector of him. She’s no guardian of the manor, ever watchful like one of those gargoyles Bruce has on his gate. It’s not her problem if a thief wants to hit the place.

That’s what she tells herself, and yet she ends up searching for the thief anyways.

Because this is what she does - what she’s always done since she was a kid - she protects Bruce Wayne. Even when he doesn’t know it.

She finally tracks the thief down to an alleyway behind the hardware store. It’s a guy, a little older than her and a whole lot taller, and she can see he’s holding bright red bolt cutters.

“Hi,” Selina says, as she waves her fingers and the sharp silver tips of her claws glitter dangerously in the dim light. “Got a minute? I’d love to chat.”

The guy takes in the curl of her whip and the gleam of her claws, and she sees his guard go up, as if he’s readying himself for a fight.

“Catwoman?” the guy asks suspiciously, and Selina gets an odd sense of pleasure from the fact that he knows of her. “What do you want?”

“Heard you were planning on breaking into Wayne Manor tonight,” she says.

“Do you have a problem with that?”

The question on its own seems mostly harmless, but there’s pure danger in the way the guy purposefully steps toward her as he asks, and points the sharp tip of his bolt cutters right at her ribcage.

“Actually, I do have a problem with that,” Selina answers, voice tense, eyes on the bolt cutters. “Wayne Manor is mine.”

She’s the one speaking, and yet Selina’s still a little surprised at her own words, a little shocked that they came out of her mouth so readily, like her statement was already formed and right on the tip of her tongue, waiting to be said aloud. Wayne Manor’s not hers, she reminds herself. Bruce Wayne is not hers. Not anymore.

So why does it feel like he is?

She’ll dissect that thought later. Right now the guy is moving closer, bolt cutters out like a weapon, and she knows he’s not bluffing, knows he’d like to teach the girl who dared to tell him no a lesson, so she reaches for her whip. It takes nothing more than a practiced flick of Selina’s wrist for her whip to wind it’s way around the threatening bolt cutters, yank them from out of the guy’s hand, and send them clattering down to the wet pavement.

Eyes wide, the guy stares down in surprise at his hand that now holds nothing but air, and Selina twists her whip again, moving it back and forth like the twitching tail of an angry cat, ready to strike.

“Rule Number One: No one touches Wayne Manor but me. Got it?”

The guy swallows, watching as her whip licks the air and cuts through the space between them, and then he glances down at the bolt cutters lying on the ground, as if he’s trying to calculate their distance and how he can still run her through. But then Selina snaps the whip somewhere in the air beside his right ear, and though it never touches him, he jumps.

“Okay, I got it,” the guy says, and she can see him wince at her whip when she readjusts her grip. “The place is all yours, Catwoman.”

Selina smiles.

“Nice chatting with you,” she says, and then in a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it pivot, she vanishes back into the night.

And so Selina hears the rumors start amongst the criminal underworld that Wayne Manor is Catwoman’s, and Catwoman’s only. It may look like an easy target, one thief will say to another, but Catwoman’s declared the place off-limits. They’re not scared of Bruce Wayne, but they’re scared of her. And the stories say that if you even set foot on the property, she will find out, and she will not be happy.

And so Wayne Manor remains untouched by all except Selina, and since Batman is busy dealing with crimes that are actually being committed rather than with crimes that aren’t, she thinks that Bruce is none the wiser.

And then that all changes.

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It’s two in the morning, but Selina’s wide awake, her pulse singing with adrenaline in the quiet of the night as she plans her heist.

Bruce has a Degas hanging above his fireplace, a Fabergé egg in the entry, and so many other works of art that are as stunning as they are expensive. But they’re not the reason why Selina’s crouching just outside of Wayne Manor’s garden walls.

No, she’s here for something priceless.

She’s here because she knows Sunday nights are the nights when Alfred makes his famous lemon cake.

It’s stupid, but she misses it. Misses the subtle taste of tart lemon mixed with the drizzle of sweet sugar icing, and the way it all melts on her tongue. She also misses sitting in the warm glow of the manor’s kitchen, next to a boy she trusts, and having him smile softly at her while she laughs.

If Selina’s being honest, she misses that part more than the actual cake, but she can only work on the food part right now.

She doubts she’ll ever see Bruce Wayne smile at her again. She doesn’t even know if she’ll ever want to smile at him again.

But the lemon cake? She can definitely swipe some of that. Slipping in and out of Wayne Manor unnoticed with a few slices of it will be nothing for someone like her.

Decision made, Selina rises, and then leaps up onto the thick stone wall in one fluid motion. Slowly, she stands and then pivots, and her footwork is as graceful as any dancer’s, but her performance is meant for darkness and rooftops, not spotlights and stages.

She calculates the distance downward and readies herself to jump, but someone beats her to it. Out of the corner of her eye, against the dark shadows, Selina sees a silhouette move. She watches - somewhat in shock - as the intruder jumps from the wall, then dashes across the drive and up to one of the dark windows.

The thief must be a rookie, Selina thinks. They hadn’t even been aware of their surroundings enough to notice her, and their footsteps weren’t nearly as soundless as they should be, their movements not as agile. A rookie who’s new in town would also explain why they were stupid enough to try to rob a place that she’s so openly declared is hers.

She raises an eyebrow, curious, as she watches the thief fumble with the window. She waits for them to fail, but instead, much to her surprise, she sees the window actually open, and the thief inelegantly but successfully climb inside.

“Unbelievable,” Selina hisses under her breath.

Though she won’t ever say it out loud, she’s come to think of herself as the unofficial guardian of Wayne Manor, and just because she can rob the place, doesn’t mean anyone else can, so it’s with some ferocity that she leaps from where she stands on the wall and tears across the pavement and toward the open window. Expertly, Selina slips inside, landing on the floor as elegantly and quietly as her alter ego’s feline namesake. The hall is dark, shrouded in shadow, and the only thing to see by is the pale moonlight coming in through the window, but it doesn’t take very long for Selina to spot the thief: he’s against the hall wall, back to her, trying to remove a Monet from where it hangs.

The stupid rookie doesn’t even have gloves on, Selina notes with irritation, and she thinks that she’s never been so disgusted in her life. Not only by this amateur, but by the fact that this amateur actually got in. Seriously, Bruce? she thinks. If this moron got in, imagine how easy it would be for someone with actual skills to get in.

Maybe Bruce deserved to be robbed.

“Idiots,” Selina mutters, as she unfurls her whip and prepares to strike, “both of them.”

The thief looks like he’s just about to bring the Monet down on his head and damage it before he can even successfully steal it, so Selina sighs, twists her wrist outward, and curls her whip around him, yanking him backwards.

“You’re trespassing, Wayne Manor is my territory,” Selina hisses. “You have two options, a smart one and a stupid one: leave quietly by walking out on your own, or leave quietly because I’m dragging your body out.”

At her words, the thief twists, lurching around within the whip violently, reaching for something, and it’s not a second later that Selina sees the silver barrel of a gun pointed at her chest.

She doesn’t find the gun worrisome. She’s taken down men taller and heavier than this one, with bigger guns and smarter plans, but she is irritated. What is it with gun-carrying freaks wanting to shoot her in Wayne Manor?

“I see you’re going with the stupid option,” Selina says, and she rolls her eyes, as unimpressed as she is unsurprised. She jerks her whip hard and fast, and then watches as the inept thief falls, knocking himself unconscious against the hardwood floor. The gun flies from his now-limp hand and goes skittering across the hall, and Selina’s about to fetch it, when she feels a familiar presence and she stills, motionless as one of the expensive statues that line the hall she stands in.

He’s there. She knows. She’s not sure how. She’d been so distracted by the other intruder, she hadn’t even been consciously reminding herself to watch out for Bruce. But it seems that, as unconscious as it was, she’s still managed to sense him anyways.

Maybe it’s because the thought of him is always right there in the back of her mind, ever constant, like the cadence of her heartbeat.

Bracing herself, Selina turns, and finds herself face to face with Bruce. They stand there - her in the shadows, him in the pale half-light - staring at each other.

Neither moves, and it’s like the moment’s frozen, suspended in time, somewhere in that quiet space between heartbeats and spans of breath.

Since he’s been back, Selina’s seen him in his mask, seen him from a distance, but not up close, not like this. Bruce is so close, she could reach out and touch him with the tip of her claw, but the distance between them somehow feels farther, the chasm between them wider, and so she doesn’t move. There’s so much between them that’s been left unsaid, and she’s not exactly angry at him, but she still hasn’t quite forgiven him either. She doesn’t know what to say, so instead of speaking, Selina studies him.

He’s older now. Taller, broader. He’d always been serious, but somehow he looks even more so. It’s like the look on his face is halfway between solemn and sad, and Selina finds herself searching his eyes, looking for signs of the boy she once knew so long ago. But she doesn’t know what will hurt more: if she finds him, or if she doesn’t, so she stops looking.

“Bruce,” she finally says, finding her voice and breaking the silence. “Your security system’s as lame as always.”

“Selina,” Bruce replies, his voice calm and steady. He doesn’t look surprised to see her for some reason.

“This guy was trying to rob you,” Selina continues, for lack of anything better to say, as she motions vaguely toward the unconscious body on the floor. “Can you believe it?”

Bruce merely raises his eyebrows, “And what exactly were you doing here?”

“That’s different,” Selina says, somewhat defensively. It’s different because it’s her and it’s him and it’s here. That’s why she has to protect this place, because as sharp and cynical as she may be, she always protects what’s hers. Doesn’t he know that?

There’s another span of silence, and they keep staring at each other, keep standing in Wayne Manor’s hall, just like they did so many years ago, and it’s simultaneously like everything and nothing between them has changed.

“I’ll call Gordon to come get him,” Bruce finally says, nodding at the body on the floor, and Selina thinks that their stilted conversation has run its course and is coming to a close, but then Bruce looks up at her and says, “So, Wayne Manor is ‘your territory?’”

Selina blinks, her clawed fingers curling in the dark as she curses herself. She must not have hissed that territory sentence out as quietly as she had thought, and she can tell that Bruce is wearing that look she remembers from when she was young, where he presses his lips together and tries not to look smug and fails.

Idiot, Selina thinks. She’d forgotten how irritating he could be, how easy it was for him to try her patience and get under her skin. That’s one aspect of their relationship that remains unchanged, apparently. She cocks an eyebrow, rests her hand against her hip, and challenges him with, “You got a problem with that, Bruce?”

“No,” he says, slightly shaking his head. “You always were the unofficial lady of the manor anyways.”

He says it so calmly, so casually, as if she knows this, as if it’s a fact he thinks is as obvious as gravity, as if he has no idea that his words are taking her by surprise and making something in her chest ache for the years before.

And then Bruce turns away from her, and Selina thinks that he’s going to disappear again. He’ll go back to his study, and she’ll slip out into the night, and they’ll go back to being ghosts of each other’s past, just a bittersweet, broken mess of almosts and used to be’s. But then Bruce turns to look back over his shoulder at her.

”Come into the kitchen while you’re here,” he says, the invitation issued in that formal manner of his, as if it’s not two in the morning and she hasn’t just broken in uninvited. “It’s Sunday. Alfred made lemon cake.”

“I know,” Selina says, rolling her eyes. She’s somehow offended that he thinks she’s forgotten. “It’s Sunday. It’s tradition.”

And then something happens that Selina doesn’t expect: Bruce smiles.

Selina hasn’t seen Bruce Wayne smile in ten long years.

She never thought she’d see him smile at her again.

It’s not a big smile. It’s small and barely there, just the slightest upward turn at the corners of his mouth. It wouldn’t even be noticeable if you didn’t know him, but Selina does, and she knows it’s genuine.

It’s stupid that something so small can stop her in her tracks, can almost leave her breathless. But it does, and she can feel her pulse race just a little bit faster, can feel that pull he has toward her again. Bruce once stood there and told her that he felt tied together with her in a way he wouldn’t want to ever change, and she thought that maybe it had changed. But there’s something about the way he’s staring at her that tells Selina that it hasn’t.

“You remembered the schedule,” Bruce says.

He doesn’t need to fill in the blanks. Doesn’t need to say out loud that it’s been a decade and she still hasn’t forgotten. They’re both thinking it.

Selina rolls her eyes.

“Sure,” she says, shrugging her shoulders and trying to sound like she couldn’t care less, like the memories of Sunday’s at Wayne Manor aren’t ones that she replays in her head on lonely weekend nights as she falls asleep alone. It takes all of Selina’s self-control to keep her face an unreadable mask and pretend that the cake isn’t the very reason why she came and that them in the hall and her breaking in isn’t making her mind spin from déjà vu.

“I don’t forget good free food,” Selina tells him. The best liars always tell the truth, after all, even if it’s only part of it. “So, yeah, I remember. Besides, the lemon cake always was my favorite.”

“Yeah,” Bruce says, repeating her words, “I remember.”

Ten years. Ten years since she’s stood in his home, ten years since they’ve spoken this much. And yet he still remembers which one of Alfred’s desserts is her favorite.

She wonders if memories of Sunday’s at Wayne Manor when they were together ever run through his mind too.

“Whatever,” Selina says dismissively, making sure to sound as indifferent as possible. Admitting to having feelings is definitely not her thing, and just because she feels the fluttering melody of her heartbeat beating out a rhythm against her ribcage like it did when she was eighteen doesn’t mean that he needs to know that. She’s got a reputation to keep, after all. “Are we reminiscing or cutting cake?”

Bruce nods, looking satisfied with her reply, and then he opens the door that leads to the kitchen, letting a warm glow spill through the doorway and into the dark hall. And behind his back, where she knows he won’t see, Selina ducks her head and her mask falls, and she smiles.

Because for better or for worse, she’s the guardian of Wayne Manor.

And she’s finally home where she belongs.

[aarongoldenwrites]

During the Jewish holiday of Passover, there’s a tradition of taking a piece of matzah, breaking it in half and hiding half of it, and then having the kids look for it. This hidden piece of matzah is called the Afikomen. It’s a typically harmless bit of fun that helps break up an hours-long dinner service, but I’m just imagining how wrong it would go at stately Wayne Manor. 

It starts with Bruce, at 9 years old, asking Alfred to really try and hide the Afikomen. Alfred humors young Bruce but Bruce gets irritable and demands Alfred do a better job. So Alfred does, and by age 11 Bruce keeps trying (and failing!) to find where Alfred has hidden the damn thing. He starts trailing Alfred through the day, trying to figure out where or how Alfred is hiding the Afikomen, but he never figures it out: Alfred always has to show him where it is, and Bruce spends weeks puzzling out how Alfred must have hidden it (Alfred never reveals his secrets).  

When Bruce goes to high school and then college the tradition sort of falls by the wayside. They have the Kanes over for the Seder, and Bruce invites Harleen Quinzel over once in college when she can’t get home to her family, but by-and-large it turns into a sober affair. 

And then Dick Grayson comes home with Bruce and everything changes. 

Dick didn’t grow up Jewish - in his mind, this is some sort of training exercise, and he never really stops believing that. Alfred starts hiding the Afikomen again and says he’ll keep using the same spot until someone finds it. Dick never does. He eventually ropes Barbara into the game and she can’t find it, either. It drives both of them nuts.  

Eventually, after Dick’s gone and become Nightwing, he asks Jason if Bruce has him doing the annual matzah hunt, and Jason demands to do the thing Dick did. 

Jason literally tears through the walls looking for the Afikomen. He dies the first time without finding it. Bruce doesn’t think to ask Alfred where it was hidden, but he does catch Alfred putting the Afikomen away. 

Tim transitions in the house and is settling in when Dick mentions the Afikomen thing to him, and Tim is curious as to why Bruce hasn’t had him do the thing during the long tedious dinner. He brings over Steph one year and the two of them spend a lovely evening sleuthing through the house, unable to find wherever Alfred has hidden the Afikomen. 

They go to Bruce for hints and Bruce just shrugs (he still does not know where or how Alfred is hiding the Afikomen this time). 

This goes on for years.  

Babs brings Cass and Steph into the game. Cass silently stalks the hallways, her eyes narrowed as she stares into a darkness that offers no answers. Damien follows her and then Steph and then Tim, figuring one of them must know something. None of them do. Dick jumps from railing to chandelier and back again, finding nothing. Jason is still putting holes in the walls, mostly to annoy Bruce. Tim is using drones and they give him no answers.  

Selina, once she’s brought in, spends an evening searching but pretending not to and then, later, corners Bruce. 

“Bat,” she says, “You don’t actually know where Alfred put it, do you?” 

“Cat,” he answers, “You will not tell that to anyone else.” 

He adds a please about a minute later. She nods; they already keep all one another’s darkest secrets. 

Kate thinks this is all hilarious and gleefully says that if they can’t do next year in Jerusalem, Wayne Manor will do (she wouldn’t dream of robbing Bruce of this). They can’t go to Jerusalem without the Afikomen. 

Damien thinks she’s serious and redoubles his efforts, but still: nothing. 

(For those wondering: Bruce runs a pretty decent service and always brings out the good wine. He growls his way through Dayneu. The Specter pops in to drink the cup set aside for Eliyahu.) 

When Thomas Wayne switches realities into this one, he finds out that the Afikomen is a thing and challenges Bruce to find it. 

“The real Batman would know where the Afikomen is,” he says. 

“Uh-huh,” says Bruce. 

“The real Batman would be able to solve such a simple mystery.” 

“You’ve found it, then?”

“Obviously, son. I am better than you in every way.” 

“Neat,” Bruce says, looking his not-father in the eye. “Where is it?” 

And Bruce can see, for just a moment, the hours that Thomas has spent scouring the house. He can see the evenings spent tracking Alfred’s patterns, threatening Alfred with torture, pleading with Alfred to tell him where the Afikomen is, and Bruce knows. 

It is the first time Bruce feels a kinship with this man. 

“You can’t find it either.” 

Thomas screams in fury. 

The first year Alfred is dead, Bruce and his kids hold the Seder at the Kane residence. Joseph is terrible at leading, however, and Kate leads a chorus of “Next year in Wayne Manor!” 

About half way through the Seder, the kids all start to get up. 

“Where are you going?” Bruce asks. 

“It’s out there, father,” Damien says. 

“We have to find it,” Jason growls.  

Selina waits a moment, then stands and pulls Bruce out of his chair, the kids all looking at him expectantly. 

Bruce nods. 

“Okay,” Bruce says, “We’ll take a half-hour and see if we can find where dad left it.” Nobody mentions that Bruce called Alfred ‘dad.’ They just get to searching. 

And for one night a year, the Bat Family get together and searches for something they will never find, and that mystery brings them closer together.   

[billylenzstolemyphone]

telltale batman (both games bc fuck it) as random shitposts/text posts i find funny

bruce: once in fifth grade this kid called me a homo and i thought it meant homeless and i was so confused so i said “harvey you’ve been to my house”      

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john: i wanna be a reverse tooth fairy where i rob people and then scatter human teeth on their bed

bruce: a dentist?

tiffany: i don’t know what your dentist is doing to you but i think you need to go to the police-                                                                                                              

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john: am i the only one that finds it weird that i can transfer data from my brain to someone else’s by opening my mouth and pushing air with vibrations in their direction?

selina: how high are you?

john: 5′4

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john: how to cheer yourself up in 2 easy steps!!! 1. whisper “beep boop” to yourself. 2. repeat until not sad! :D

bruce: john-

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bruce: “struggle with depression” would almost seem to imply that i am bad at depression when i am, in fact, very proficient at being depressed

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batman: my neutral expression makes me look like im always in a bad mood which is convenient because it’s usually true

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tiffany: next time a conspiracy theorist tries to tell you ‘what really happened’, present a more outlandish theory and accuse them of covering up the truth

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selina, asking bruce and john: so what do you two have planned for valentines day?

bruce, stuttering: well, um..i-

john: murder >:)

selina: that’s the spirit!

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alfred: i find it pretty fucking inconsiderate that my grandchildren havent used time travel to visit me.

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harvey: you cant just fall in love with every guy you ever lay eyes on!

bruce: fucking watch me.

[haveihitanerve]

Dick knew he did it. Alfred knew he did it. But outside of the two of them it was one of Bruce's best kept secrets. (including being batman) Selina also knew, or at least, she suspected, because he had made one for her. He had never outright told her it was his, but she had smiled and kissed his cheek and the next time he had to stop her it was because she had robbed an art museum. She had left a painting of her own on the roof when he had arrived. It had been one of the few times he hadn't caught her. It wasn't that Bruce didn't want people to know he was an artist. It was just that he didn't think his art was that good. It was just something he did when he was forced on bedrest, or stressed, or in need of doing something with his hands. He knew Dick and Alfred disagreed. In fact, every year on their birthdays they demanded he paint something for them. Dick only knew because when he had fallen into Bruce's life Bruce had needed the painting still. He didn't need it as much anymore, it had been therapeutic for him, a way to escape life, but now he found he didn't need to escape as much. That didn't mean he didn't paint. It still helped when he was mad, or scared, or had too many emotions he didn't know how to express. But he didn't show those to anyone. Instead he locked them in the far room in the manor, only visiting it if he had a new painting to deposit. He had never planned on anyone else finding out. Much less discovering his room.

"DAMIAN YOU LITTLE RAT!!!" Tim screeched, slamming his door open and charging down the hall to his little brothers room. "Where is my camera?" He demanded, kicking the door open. Damian looked over at him coolly, seated at his desk coloring his most recent sketch. "I have no idea what you mean Drake." "Don't play coy with me." Tim hissed, advancing on his brother threateningly. "I need that camera. Its mine. I told you to keep your grubby hands off it!" Damian glared back. "Well perhaps if you weren't so careless with it I wouldn't feel the need to give it a better home." he sniffed. "Why you little-" Tim growled, waving a finger threateningly. "I take care of my camera!" Damian rolled his eyes. "Oh yes of course you do brother. Mr. Let me dangle from this rooftop and take pictures of Batman and Robin." The two brothers glared at each other. "Give it. Back." Tim growled. Damian huffed, but hopped off his chair, winding around Tim to the hallway. "Its my camera." Tim repeated as he stalked after his brother, up the stairs. "So you have said Timothy." Damian retorted. "Just get your own camera!" Tim whined. "Or, and hear me out I know it's a crazy idea, ask before taking mine." Damian stopped at the top of the stairs, releasing a little sigh. Tim stopped next to him, waiting. "You- you are right." Damian finally relented. "I- I should have asked. I just wished to take some pictures of the sunrise this morning so I could properly paint it. I am-" "Don't." Tim held up a hand to stop him. "if you apologize I might have to stab you. My baby brother doesn't apologize." Damian's lips twitched. Tim sighed, kneeling so that he was eye level with his brother. "Do you want your own camera?" He asked quietly. Damian shrugged. "I do not know. I like taking pictures but, but i am not as good as you and it might just be a waste of money." Damian stared at his feet. Tim huffed a laugh, standing. "Oh brat. We're billionaires. I'll buy you a camera. It's not a waste if you truly want it." Damian looked up at him. "Truly?" Tim snorted. "yeah Little Wing, truly." He wrapped an arm around his brothers shoulders, tugging him close. "Now, where's my camera?" Damian laughed lightly, leading them to the long window down the hall, and pointed to the camera that was sitting on the window seat. Tim lifted it with care, placing the cord around his neck. "good. Now lets go look at some cameras eh?" Damian nodded, but his eyes snagged on something. "What is in there?" He inquired, walking to the door at the end of the hall. Tim frowned. "I don't actually know. Probably just storage or something." He followed his brother, trying the doorknob. "huh." Damian looked up at him. "huh? What is huh?" Tim frowned. "Not a single door in this entire house is locked." He informed his little brother. "Something to do with us not having boundaries or something." Damian snickered. Tim reached into his pocket and pulled out a lock pick, making quick work of the lock. He threw Damian a grin. "Are you ready?" Damian made a big show of bracing himself, hands up in fists. He nodded. "ready." Tim nodded back, taking a quick breath and pushed the door open.

"What the-" Tim stared at the things on the other side of the door in flabbergasum. "what?" Damian whispered, peeking around him. "Woah." He gasped. The entire room was covered, floor to ceiling, with paintings. They shuffled further into the room, closing the door to have at least a little bit of space, as truly the entire room was packed. It was clear that at first there had been a bit of order, painting hung neatly in a line on the walls, but then it had quickly devolved into chaos, with paintings hung on top of other paintings, laying on the floor, dangling from strings from the ceiling. "Who amongst us is a painter?" Damian asked in interest, stopping to observe a, really quite beautiful, painting of Gotham, right as the sun was coming up, painting the entire city in a nice warm glow. It looked peaceful. Serene. "No one besides you as far as I know." Tim murmured back, eyes flicking along the multitudes of landscape paintings. "Dick picked it up once, but his paintings were awful. Jason can paint decently, but he's more likely to hang them outside, not locked away." Damian hummed. "It is not you?" Tim chuckled. "Dami, you've seen my drawing. No. It's not me." Damian smiled, shuffling around some stacked paintings to look at the wall. Tim stopped in front of a particularly nasty painting, vastly different from the others in the room. It wasn't a landscape, for one, nor a painting of anything, in fact, just harsh, angry strokes of red and green and gray. It even looked burned in some places, in addition to large, slashing holes torn into the canvas, and it seemed crooked almost, like it had not been treated gently. (like it had been dropped from a fifty story building and thrown against a wall). "Cassandra? Stephanie? Barbara?" Damian listed. Tim shook his head, moving on from the strange painting. "Trust me, Steph's artwork, if she has time to make it, is on display. Both her and Bruce are way too proud to hide it away. Cass, she can dance, but she has no other artistic abilities. Babs has about the same painting skill as Dick, if maybe a little better." Damian had gone silent. "dami?" Tim called. "dami where are you?" He pushed some paintings aside, moving to where he had last heard his baby brothers voice. "damian? Woah." Damian stood still, eyes transfixed on the wall. Because on it, was each of them. There were nine rows, from the top of the floor to the bottom, of them. Dick was furthest to the left, with the most paintings. The one at the ceiling was one when he was very young, clearly early Robin stages. The most recent painting, about eye level with Tim, showed him in his Nightwing outfit, winking at whoever had drawn the painting, lips curved in a half smile. Next to him was Barbara, then Jason, then Cass, then Tim, then Steph, then Damian, and Alfred was next, before family portraits took up the last space. The first one, surprisingly, was of Bruce and his parents, then him and alfred, and then slowly each one of them added to the picture. "Timothy." Damian whispered. "Tim, look." Tim tore his eyes away from the most recent drawing of all of them, and focused on where Damian was pointing. It was in Jason's column, a head above Tim. "Woah." Tim had never seen his brother in the way he was depicted in the painting. He was a foot shorter than he was now, and he had a school bag slung over one shoulder, three books in his arm, a cocky, self assured look on his face. His eyes were blue, not pit-green, and he wasn't wearing the Robin, or Red Hood outfit. "Its-" Tim breathed in disbelief. "It's what Todd would have looked like had he not died." Damian finished grimly. "Look." And indeed, written at the bottom of the painting was the date, in sharp black letters. "Holy shit." Tim whispered. The door creaked open and Tim and Damian whipped around. Bruce walked in, carrying a new painting in his hands, and froze when he spotted them.

"I can explain!"

@fixation-central @frownyalfred

hi hi hello hello im here to introduce you to my artist bruce who used to do art w his mom and now does it to express himself to and abt his kids but is always too awkward to share it to them until one day damian and tim are arguing wandering around the manor next to each other and happen upon a room that's just fuckin FILLED with things dated in different times and i have art for this too and aaaaa

Oooooh there was a superbat fic I read recently (by fabularasa I think?) where Clark sees a painting in the BVS lake house and loves it. And Bruce is like ???? I mean yeah I made that but it’s not that good? And Clark is dying.

The point is, yes. Artist Bruce my beloved. Artist Bruce who has to take time off from creative stuff whenever he breaks his fingers on patrol LOL.

[perperam]

Do you have any Harlivy fic recommendations? Preferably something that is already completed?

OH I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE

okay okay so quick little tangent fact !! I actually just finished my undergrad degree in "english literature analysis & writing" and reading fics is so fun bc I get to analyze them and break them down and if it's particularly well written the stars align and it's just UGH so good. 

ratings are: E (explicit) M (mature) T (teens and up) and G (everyone) anyways here is a HUGE list of my favorite fics to date, their stats/details/plots, reasonings as to why they're on the list to begin with, and a short analysis:

SHORT STORIES (less than 30k words)

for your convenience they’re in order of length bc I’m focusing on this super hard rn

KISS YOUR BEST FRIEND CHALLENGE (T)  STATS — 340 words, shenanigans, fluff PLOT — Harley, TikTok and general Social Media queen, decides to do the trending challenge to kiss your best friend. The best friend? Her roommate and the woman she’s been crushing on for fucking ever: Poison Ivy.

AM I TOO CLOSE? (CAUSE YOU FOLD INTO ME LIKE A HEART WITH A BEAT) (G) STATS — 839 words, fluff, shenanigans PLOT — Harley genuinely wasn’t looking for trouble, but it’s hard to just have a day out when you’re one of Gotham’s most wanted. Running into Ivy, she takes drastic measures (and her hoodie into the mix) to distract the police from looking in their direction.

I’M HOME (G) STATS — 892 words, domestic fluff PLOT — After a long and rough day at work, Ivy comes home to Harley. Relaying the details of her day, she basks in the comfort of her girlfriend, who provides gentle questions and is a phenomenal listener. General cuteness.

CONFLICT DIAMONDS (G) STATS — 990 words, wedding shenanigans, banter, humor PLOT — Batman and Renee Montoya respond to a break-in at a jewelry store, except even though the owner is duct-taped to the wall, it isn’t really a break-in; Harley’s just trying to shop for a ring for Ivy, and that’s difficult to do when the owner is screaming in the corner. Batman and Renee both pitch in to help pick something nice for Harley’s girl, resulting in hilarious banter.

OF COURSE (T) STATS — 1.1k words, hurt/comfort (kinda), harley quinn animated tv show centric PLOT — In the aftermath of Ivy’s death, rebirth, and the fall of Joker Tower, Harley collapses onto the ground. Since she never mentioned that her parents are the reason for most of her injuries, Ivy isn’t sure why she’s so out of it.

PERFECT MORNINGS (T) STATS — 1.1k words, domestic fluff/bliss PLOT — Ivy, who usually wakes up early and before Harley, takes a moment to look at the countless muscles, ridges, scars, and tattoos on Harley’s body as she sleeps. General cuteness.

I’D LOVE TO CHECK YOU OUT (T) STATS — 1.7k words, university au, fluff PLOT — Harley visits the library virtually every day, and it’s definitely not because she needs to work on her university courses and homework. She finally works up the courage to speak to the alluring redhead she sees there every day while absentmindedly looking at a book on sharks. 

I’LL LOVE YOU IN THE MORNING (NOON, NIGHT) (T) STATS — 2.1k words, angst, hurt/comfort PLOT — A snapshot look into Ivy and how she comes to know, care, and love all the sides of Harley—from psychiatrist to criminal to girlfriend. She loves her throughout it all. 

DAY-DREAMING (T) STATS — 2.2k words, shenanigans, psychiatrist Harleen PLOT — Ivy’s falling for her psychiatrist—her humorous, intelligent, caring, and downright gorgeous psychiatrist. It’s difficult, to say the least.

WHAT HAPPENS IN THEMYSCIRA (DOESN’T) STAY IN THEMYSCIRA (T) STATS — 2.3k words, humor, wedding shenanigans, angst with a happy ending PLOT — In a surprise twist of events, Harley and Ivy were drunkenly married at Themyscira. When asked at the wedding if anybody had objections to the union of Ivy and Chuck, Wonder Woman and the Queen of Themyscira herself come to object. Ivy, for lack of a better word, wants to die a little.

NOT A ROCKER CHICK (T) STATS — 3.1k words, rock band au, fluff PLOT — The last thing Ivy wants to do is go to a rock band concert with her best friend, Selina. Despite her best efforts, she can’t help but completely fall into the rhythm of the band and their music, so different than her own norm. And okay, maybe the singer (who Selina was friends with and called “Harley”) was also kinda hot...

A TENDER HEART AMONG THE GREEN (T) STATS — 3.2k words, gotham city sirens raise Lucy au, domestic bliss PLOT — Harley and Selina come back home to the apartment to find Ivy passed out asleep with Lucy cuddling into the crook of her neck and Selina’s cats cuddling her legs. Knowing that Ivy would rather be caught dead than in such a compromising situation (after all, she is the Poison Ivy, who “hates humans”) the two take a photo, since it lasts longer. Shenanigans and cuteness ensue.

BUILDING YOUR GIRL’S SECOND STORY (M) STATS — 3.3k words, university/grad school au, angst with a happy ending PLOT — Snapshots of Harley’s battle with her violent and abusive boyfriend, Jack, and the way in which Bruce, his boyfriend Clark, and her best friend (and potentially lover) Pamela all love Harley and will do anything, anything, to make sure she gets the help, care, and love she needs.

A DIFFERENT KIND OF NORMAL (T) STATS — 3.6k words, coronavirus pandemic/quarantine au, family au PLOT — Ivy is requested by the Justice League to help create and manufacture a vaccine for the COVID-19 virus. As she works on the vaccine, she video calls Harley and their daughter Lucy, both of whom miss her very much. 

RABBIT IN THE GARDEN (T) STATS — 4.4k words, implied suicide attempt, hard angst PLOT — Winters are difficult to Ivy. When Harley comes home one day to see her submerged fully in water in the bathtub, the only thing Harley can do is cry and take her out. Ultimately Ivy is alright—but it doesn’t make it any easier.

WE WILL BE (EVERYTHING THAT WE’D EVER NEED) (T) STATS — 5.8k words, high school au, angst, hurt/comfort PLOT — Harley and Ivy are best friends from high school, living in the middle of Arizona. Ivy is absolutely head over heels for Harley, but the latter is in a growing and increasingly abusive relationship with the older “bad-boy” (literally) Jack. Eventually, the two grow together in more ways than one.  

WHERE THE RED FERN GROWS (EXCEPT NO DOGS DIE) (M) STATS — 9.7k words, domestic bliss, no powers just botanist & psychiatrist au PLOT — After her abusive ex-boyfriend tries to maniacally tear down the front door of her apartment with an ax as her best friend, Selina, pushes the table against the splintering wood, Bruce recommends that Harley gets a dog. She gets two German Shepard brothers—Bud and Lou—who lead her one day on their walk to the most beautiful flower shop owner Harley’s ever seen. The story of Harley and Ivy, told with Bud and Lou present to witness every moment.

THE MOMENT I AWAKEN GHOSTS (T) STATS — 11.7k words, falling in love, feelings & realizations PLOT — A deep look into Ivy’s feelings and how they evolve from general hatred against Harleen the psychiatrist at Arkham to a blooming, kind and gentle love towards Harley Quinn, the crown jester of crime. 

HARLEQUIN’S ISLE (T) STATS — 17.5k words, hurt/comfort, happy ending, shenanigans, humor PLOT — Harley and Ivy decide to go on a vacation on Bruce Wayne’s new eco-friendly plane, but in a surprise twist of events, things go terribly wrong, Ivy falls out of the plane, and the two (as well as all the other rich and wealthy big-name CEOS on the plane) get stranded on an island with someone actively trying to rob the investors. Harley and Ivy will fight them, god damn it, because they deserve this vacation and they will have it.

LONGER STORIES (30k words to 100k words)

YOUR LOVE (DÉJÀ VU) (G) STATS — 33k words, slow burn, mild angst, canon divergence PLOT — A what-if-Harley-found-Ivy-first fic, YOUR LOVE wonderfully illustrates Dr. Harleen Quinzel treating Ivy in a wonderfully humane and kind way, including learning floriography, the language of flowers, in order to better relate to her. Ivy is taken aback by her doctor's genuine care and begins to develop feelings, all the while Harleen falls hard and fast which wholly confuses and frightens her. The one caveat is that while this is happening, Harleen is also treating the Joker as well, who tries (keyword: tries) to manipulate her. Ivy and Harley dance a timid tango around one another as they try to navigate this new playing field of romantic feelings for one another, and things come to a breaking point when Harleen realizes that, perhaps, all of her patients have a point and that the real villains are not the ones inside the asylum, but rather the ones running it. FAVORITE DETAILS — I just love the way this is written. It provides a wonderful and almost skinny-love like romance (except this takes place in an insane asylum) as Harleen and Ivy both try to understand their strong feelings for one another. The way in which the rogues and other inmates/patients all look out for one another was very heartwarming, and Waylon and Eddie's thinly veiled camaraderie with Ivy—and her thinly veiled appreciation for it—were both lovely and created a really warm environment. It really underlined why Harley loved them because you love them too in the process, and see how she reaches her breaking point.  CHARACTER DEPICTIONS — Harley, as she is in all of my favorite fics, is depicted as an incredibly intelligent and talented psychiatrist. Her caring nature is wonderfully outlined in this fic as she helps Waylon, Eddie, Ivy, and everybody else in the asylum be treated with genuine respect and care, going as far as to get them personalized gifts. Her psyche fracturing slowly never once makes her seem unintelligent to the reader, even as she actively places a ditz persona in order to fool the rest of the asylum staff (and the Joker). Ivy, on the other hand, is illustrated in a way that perfectly shows how all she genuinely needed was someone to listen. She's sometimes harsh and crass but you can see how she begins to soften as Harley helps her and treats her with: you guessed it, genuine respect. FINAL VERDICT — I would get this tattooed on my ass if I could

NOVEL LENGTH WORKS (100k+ words)

ACROSS THE WAY (M) STATS — 128.7k words, slow-burn, tattoo artist & flower shop owner au  PLOT — Botanist and flower shop owner Pamela Isley moves to Gotham from Seattle in search of a new life. Her shop is located directly next to a tattoo shop—one that is incredibly loud and bothersome. Upon walking in to give the shop a piece of her mind, she meets one of the resident artsits, Harley Quinzel, and cannot get her out of her mind. The two become best friends, and feelings slowly start to develop. On a night when Harley is most vulnerable and in need of a place to escape, Pam offers her apartment as a refuge, and from that point on things are never the same again (in the best way possible).  FAVORITE DETAILS — The SIT sessions were a wonderful touch and I loved seeing the recovery of both Ivy and Harley, because it was so real. I also loved how once Harley got out, she did everything in her power to protect both herself and Ivy from Jack, and we got to see her and Ivy grow into their wonderful, healthy romance. CHARACTER DEPICTIONS — I love how all of the characters are illustrated; Selina, who is the caring best friend and genuinely does her best to help others around her all the while being her cocky, usual self. Pam, who escaped Seattle and started anew in Gotham and is the crass botanist and also the insanely kind and caring lover. Barbara is the adorable coffee shop owner, Floyd is the caring figure for Harley that she never had, and everyone is just wonderful.  FINAL VERDICT — literally go read this rn, what are you even doing

MAD LOVE: THE BEGINNING & MAD LOVE: THE FINAL CHAPTER (M) STATS — nearly 400k words total, angst, canon divergence, domestic fluff, slice of life PLOT — imagine YOUR LOVE except this is much longer, much more heart-wrenching, a whole lot more angsty, and Harleen's break with Harley is a lot more prevalent. Another what-if scenario of Dr. Harleen Quinzel meeting and treating the illusive Poison Ivy instead of the Joker, MAD LOVE shows an interesting depiction of the way they manipulate, hurt, care, and love one another. The entire story is riddled with well placed metaphors, recurring themes, and both Ivy and Harley's characters are illustrated in the most complex and interesting way. All throughout both the initial and the sequel, Ivy and Harleen play a metaphorical chess game in manipulation as a means to gain the upper-hand on the other, which creates a dangerous foundation for their following love story. In the sequel, "The Final Chapter," the story starts with Harley and Ivy—already married near the end of "A New Beginning"—having two kids and the entire piece spans over Harley's lifetime until she's on her deathbed, with Ivy still stuck at 33 years old beside her. I personally stopped reading the story after Harley died (I was too emotionally vulnerable to continue on) but if you continue reading on, you get to see Ivy move on and appreciate Harley's impact on her life as she finds love and happiness again after the loss of her wife. FAVORITE DETAILS — We get insight into both Ivy and Harleen's trauma, and how not everything can be fixed with love. Neither Harleen nor Ivy (or their actions for that matter) are characterized as perfect in any way, and the story never excuses any of their more-than-questionable actions; in fact they make MANY mistakes and manipulate one another throughout the story, and both have power over the other (Harleen is her psychiatrist, but Ivy could easily kill her, so emotional power over someone with immense physical power). CHARACTER DEPICTIONS — Harleen is depicted as an incredibly intelligent and capable psychiatrist, and the story somehow wonderfully mixes Harley's desire for violent chaos with Harleen's desire to help others. v Ivy is illustrated as the epitome of "I hate you and will not be nice unless you're literally either my wife or kids." She is seldom kind to others, is often crass, but an entire softy when it comes to Harleen and their children. She's a hard worker and is heavily involved in her research. Harleen, on the other hand, is equally cunning but more lighthearted, extremely athletic and active, the "fun" mom, and less into power trips (unless it's about Ivy). FINAL VERDICT — definitely the most interesting fics I've ever read in my entire fucking life, it's so complex and wonderful and a literal minefield of analysis worthy literature, I'd also get this tattooed on my ass if I could

[awhitehead17]

Whumptober 2022: Day 8 - Everything hurts and I’m dying

Prompt: Head Trauma

Summary: After a rough patrol Jason ends up hiding on a roof top until his concussion passes, apparently he's not the only one out late that night because someone unexpected finds him and offers a helping hand.

Enjoy! :D

“Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”

He’ll forever deny the way the sudden comment makes him jump, he hadn’t heard the person approach until they spoke. Without looking up from where he’s got his head resting on top of his knees, Jason cocks his gun pointing it blindly towards where the voice came from.

“If you know what's best for you, you’ll turn around and never speak of this again.”

A hearty laugh is the response to his threat. “Oh don’t be like that kitten! I mean you no harm.”

Surprised at who the voice belongs too, Jason snaps his head up so he could see them and immediately regrets the action. His vision swims and the world tilts, he feels that pressure on the front of his head increase making it impossible to ignore. With a groan he buries his face back into the top of his knees and closes his eyes tightly willing the pain to stop.

“Well that’s certainly not a greeting I’m used to receiving. I know I’m getting older but surely I’m not that unpleasant to see just yet.”

Keeping the gun held limply in one hand and wrapping his other arm around his head Jason lets out another groan, “what do you want Selina? I’m busy right now.”

He couldn’t see her disbelieving look but he could certainly hear it in her voice as she speaks. “Busy, sure… I would ask what’s a nice guy like you doing in a place like this, but I think I can work it out on my own.”

Despite being like twice his age, Selina never stops flirting with him. It’s a thing she does with most of Bruce’s brood, there’s nothing serious behind it, just a bit of banter and is probably done to ruffle Bruce’s feathers more than anything else.

Lifting his head up, slower this time, Jason looks up at Selina who’s kitted out in her Cat Woman gear, clearly working tonight for whatever reason. It’s difficult to focus on the woman because of the pounding going on inside his forehead, followed by the way his vision is still blurry and the shitty feeling he’s got overall. Thankfully it’s night-time meaning it’s dark but that apparently doesn’t exclude the moon that’s shining brightly up in the sky.

“What do you want?” He asks again, he really doesn’t have the energy to be dealing with the thief right now. “Don’t you have a museum to rob or something?”

“I’m finished tonight actually, just on my way back home when I spotted a little birdie far from his nest. Thought I’d come and see what's going on.”

Jason pulls a face and because he’s not wearing his helmet he lets her see his full expression in what he thinks about that. “I’m not a bird.”

“I know several people who would disagree with you,” she points out quickly, “what happened Jason? Why are you on a random roof top, curled up in a ball, next to a pile of sick looking like you’ve just crawled out of your grave again.”

Knowing it’s no use in arguing against Selina Jason plops his head back down on his knees and sums up his night for her. “I was fighting Killer Croc down in the sewers and because I was already having a bad night I got my ass handed to me. After grabbing my leg he smacked me into the wall and unfortunately my head took most of the impact, if I hadn’t had my helmet on I surely would be dead or something. Instead I end up with a concussion and Croc got away. I manged to climb up here until it got too bad for me to go any further and been here since.”

“Well that certainly is a rough night.” She says after a beat. Her tone of voice has changed but Jason didn’t have enough energy to work out the meaning behind it. “Now come on, you’re no good here.”

Jason scowls into the fabric covering his knees. “I know that Selina, why do you think I’m hidden away on a rooftop. I can’t go anywhere like this.”

An exasperated sigh meets his ears and he jumps when he feels hands grip his arms trying to pull him up.

“I know kitten, that’s why you’re coming back to mine where I can keep an eye on you until this passes. You’ve probably got a moderate concussion so it’s best you stay with someone until the symptoms reside.”

She pulls his arms and manages to get him to uncurl. Jason looks at her through narrow eyes, feeling suspicion creeping in. “Why are you helping me? Did Bruce set you up for this? Or Dick?”

The woman has the audacity to laugh. “Believe it not no. I’m helping because I want to.”

“What’s the catch?”

Despite Jason not putting a single ounce of effort in to make the task easy for her, Selina still manages to haul his six foot frame up off the ground and gets one of his arms around her shoulders so she could support him. Once he’s up right the headache he’s been feeling increases tenfold and he feels his insides stir unpleasantly.

“Again nothing. Not everything in this world is out to get you Jason.”

Feeling sour Jason grumbles in displeasure. He keeps quiet however as they slowly make their way to the roof’s edge where there’s a small jump down to the next one. Jason grimaces, already knowing how this is going to go, but Selina doesn’t seem bothered by it. She drags him over there, manoeuvring them both until she’s the first one down and is able to support him in getting down too.

Despite it going surprisingly smoothly, it doesn’t stop what Jason knew was going to happen in the first place. Once he’s back on his two feet that unpleasant feeling inside of him only grows and he feels it travel up through his chest and into his throat. The only thing he could do to spare Selina is push her away and collapse on the floor on all fours as his stomach empties itself.

By the time he’s done he’s left convulsing and heaving as he tries to get himself together. Thankfully Selina had given him his space and left him to it, although Jason still couldn’t help at feeling embarrassed for the fact she’s witnessing him in this state.

His head is pounding, his entire body hurts and he genuinely just wants to cry. He feels like shit.

This time when he feels hands grab him, he doesn’t jump, he lets them pull him up into an upright position. Once again he and Selina continue onwards with her supporting him without a comment on his condition. While Jason still feels like there’s something more to it than Selina simply wanting to help him, he appreciates it nonetheless.

They get to her home and Selina nurses him and his concussion for the rest of the night and into the morning of the next day. She gives him some pain medication and some food when he feels like he could stomach it. Neither of them say anything about it, they don’t make it a big deal out of it which is just fine with Jason and they continue on like normal like it never happened. At least now Jason knows that in the future if he’s ever in a sticky situation he knows he’s got someone to turn to if he needs it.

[redjaybathood]

Sort of inspired by the other idea, but Steph actually did die, and she was buried, but three/six months afterwards she came back.

Some bloggers were doing a six months anniversary thing and initially assumed zombie, attacking her hand with a shovel. On the second swing, Steph's hand grabs, it, pushes it into the bloggers stomach and uses it as leverage to get out.

She's very focused on her torso ideally not opening up and spilling her organs out everywhere cos coming back didn't fix 'everything'. She's somewhat hysterical, can't remember what brought her back, but also capable of wheedling a lot of info out of the bloggers, while subtly pulling bits of tombstone off and crushing them into dust.

Finding out the phone was doing a liveblog, she just uses a gust of wind and the crumbled stone to cover her 'escape'. Leaving the guys to run deeper into the graveyard looking for her, while she doubles back, grabs the shovel and leaves, shouting as she disappears into an alleyway "Sorry, East End Girls learn not to follow strangers anywhere!, even for doctors!" before vanishing.

Steph goes to a place she hid one of her old supply staches and uses it t patch herself up and trap an old bomb shelter or basement or what have you.

Meanwhile 'everyone' sees this, or more, lots of people do, there's investigations, plans and naturally Jason & Cass in their respective adventures flip out and race to Gotham. (Shiva & Cain are very upset Cass bailed on their fucked up family adventure with Mad Dog. That was all one thing right?)

Cass's motives are obvious, Jason's is that he knows Ra's will be after her and he is!

Bruce, Tim & Dick are on holiday and so are late to the party.

So, let's see. It's before Bruce dies, so Leslie isn't back in Gotham yet. There's no one in Batcave. Or Clock Tower. Or Batgirl's Cave. That's. Uh... That's okay. Fuck. Ouch. But - never fear! Stephanie can sew, and she can, in fact, sew herself together.

She can't go home, though, because with ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE IN GOTHAM: LOCAL VIGILANTE THE FIRST TO RISE a lot of journalists and just busybodies hound Crystal, asking for a comment.

So. You know. Hiding it is.

She does phone her mom, but. Her mother is crying, afraid to believe, angry that someone possibly playing a prank. It doesn't go so well.

Stephanie goes to the only ally she knows she has in Gotham, still: Catwoman.

"Huh," Selina says, finding her in the living room. "Guess you also have nine lives. Or, eight now, perhaps."

"About that," Steph says. "I kinda can't go home, and with this stupid zombie panic, I can't just roam the streets as Spoiler. Or Robin."

"Oh? So what did you have in mind?"

"I'm so glad you asked!"

So Stephanie becomes Stray. Her costume isn't much like Selina's, though. It's a mask, cat ears, and gloves with metal claws.

If anything, you could say Cheshire could be cited as an influence, but the color scheme and the suit style are different. It's a dark gray jumpsuit that covers all her body to hide the scars but still allows free movement for parkour and fighting.

There are claws in boots, too, so Steph can literally go up a wall if needed.

Batgirl and Red Hood find her pretty much at the same time. It's not that they tracked her down, it's that she's robbing Black Mask's warehouse, where he's keeping the guns and other illicit goods he's planning to fund his operations with. If you take away his money, Black Mask really can't offer much else in a fight. He's pretty pathetic, actually. Steph again congratulates herself on making the right choice not killing him: she doesn't need it to bring him down. It's just her death put something of a hamper on the timeline when she can actually finish him off.

Well, not anymore!

"Smart," says Red Hood.

"You're the literary last person I want approval from, Hood, you didn't have any hangups about killing anyone and still didn't manage to put him down!" She says.

"Okay, this was uncalled for. I had other priorities. Now, do you want my help or not?" Hood says. "You may not like me, or approve of my methods, but I am excellent in robbing Black Mask of valuables and pissing him off."

"Okay," Steph eyes him warily. "You're on probation as my sidekick."

"Sir yes sir!" Hood salutes.

And then shoots a ninja down. Because, it turns out, that's the real reason he came back, to keep her safe from a cult.

"They have the means to resurrect the dead, it's literally fine!" Hood replies when Steph is like: probation is over, you failed.

Steph: "Do I look like I care?"

And then she's attacked again, but now it's by Batgirl, and it's with a hug, not a knife.

"Stephanie," she says. "Is that really?.. I don't understand..."

"Shhh, names in the field!" Stephanie says.

"Come on," Hood says. "I know your name. The whole Gotham knows your name."

"They don't know Stray's name!" Steph argues.

"Like it's so hard to deduce, after you crawled out of your grave and then, a week later, a new crime-fighter appeared. At least I managed to get through my resurrect without being live-streamed."

"Who's the guy?" Stephanie asks Cass, because it's obvious that she's missing something. Like whoah, is she not the only zombie in Gotham?

(if that's what she is; so far, no cravings for brains)

Cass looks at Red Hood and shakes her head.

"I have no idea. And I don't care."

"Okay, that one really hurt. Batman didn't talk about me? Really?"

His shoulders snoop. Steph feels kinda sad about him.

"Alright," she says. "You can come with us. But - no guns, they're loud, and we're trying for stealth."

"Yeah, okay," Hood says. |It's not like I don't have knives. Or aren't as deadly in hand to hand.|

"No deadly force whatsoever," Cass says.

"Try and stop me," Hood grins. "If I don't kill it's because I don't want to. Not because you told me so."

But he does, indeed, refrain from using guns or killing anyone. He says that he doesn't need to, the mission parameters could be achieved without it.

So it goes. They completely devastate Roman Sionis' resources. He can't pay his people. They turn on him. Tragically, Black Mask dies. They were busy saving other people from getting caught in the crossfire, so it's not like they're to blame.

They do round up the rest of False Face Society pretty quick, working together.

And then Batman, Nightwing, and Robin come back.

They're like: "Spoiler! Batgirl! You're working with a known criminal and a killer! We're disappointed in you."

Cass is like: "Not for the first time, for me. I believe everyone can change and redeem themselves. Don't you?"

Stephanie is like: "Well, he didn't actually kill anyone when he was working with us, because my plan was much more superior to his own and could be implemented without any murder. So there."

Red Hood: "Alright, so? I didn't change a bit. I am as I always was. Ruthless and ready to go where you all can't, do what needs to be done. I am. And now is my cue to leave."

Exit stage left.

But! Jason has to stick in Gotham, because League of Shadows is still lurking around. To get Batman and the rest off his back, he decides to just walk into GCPD district and be like: hi, yes, I'm Jason Todd. No, really. No, I really died. No idea. Also no idea. Well, maybe connected to Stephanie Brown - I also crawled out of my grave, it's actually why I found the courage to come back to Gotham, because I am not the only one anymore. Who can testify? I would think my father, Bruce Wayne, could. Or Alfred Pennyworth. Or Dick Grayson. Or Commissioner Gordon's daughter Barbara, she was tutoring me in Math, did you know?

And it's like. What Bruce and the rest of them can do? It is Jason. Denying it's Jason will only raise more questions.

But, also. If Stephanie was the only one to come from beyond the grave, it would be freaky. But now...

Besides, there's also the Court of Owls. They let themselves be known right around the time Jason reveals he's alive. And, what do you know: they're using people who are presumed dead - brainwashed and augmented humans. So, when Batfam uncovers this plot - Jason helps, and he almost doesn't kill anyone here, because in his interest that as many Owls as possible are alive to be dragged into the light of the public eye. To answer in the court of the law, yes, but also, because Jason plans to blame his and Stephanie's resurrection on them.

It works. If all of them, who are in custody, die under mysterious circumstances, who's to blame? Not Jason, he was here reading this book the whole evening.

Look. Batfam doesn't trust him. They are basically certain that he orchestrated the deaths. The irony is, he really isn't responsible. Again, it's in his interest that Owls are alive.

Some of the Talons, who were deprogrammed, weren't as kin on letting them live. Honestly, Jason gets it. So he doesn't say anything and lets everyone, including Cass and Steph who's like: I was rooting for you, how dare you! just believe what they will.

So. With the explanation out in the open, Ra's - maybe he doesn't believe fully in the story Jason is selling, but he's not as keen to waste resources, especially with the uprising in the League, led by his daughters.

Steph patches up things with her mom. Crystal is devastated when she realizes that the girl who called her was really her daughter. But Steph doesn't blame her. Anyway, she couldn't have come home before she figured everything out, so. She shouldn't have even called. "No," Crystal says, "you should have, I should have... "

There's a lot of hugging and crying and it takes time, but then life goes back to normal.

Damian arrives at the Manor. Because the League is going through a rough time, it's safer for him in Gotham. He bosses Jason around because, well, isn't Jason his mother's pet project? One of the reasons the relationship between Mother and Grandfather soured? And he's not even there, fighting with her?

Jason, who was kinda cut off from the League news for a long, long time, is like: what???

So yeah, he's leaving Gotham and going to Talia. It's not like she needed him much, but it's thought that counts, Talia decides. So Jason stays with her until everything is said and done. Ra's dies, Nyssa dies. Talia doesn't.

In Gotham, things move on. Stephanie becomes Batgirl. And also a college student. Bruce dies. Cassandra becomes Batman. Damian becomes Robin. Dick becomes a parent to a ten years old child. Tim becomes obsessed with trying to clone his friend, proving Bruce is in fact alive, and Red Robin.

Jason, when he finds out about Bruce's death, blue-screens for a short while.

"So," Talia asks him. "What are you going to do? I know Bruce left you a message. Are you going back to Gotham? Find out what he had to say to you... Take the mantle of Batman..."

"No," Jason says. "Cass got it covered. And Bruce had all the chances he wanted to say something to me while I was living at the Manor again. But... You know. I made him a promise, once. If something like what happened to me, happened to him, I would have..."

He trails off. Then looks at Talia.

"I guess I have an evil god to kill."

[gothamstreetcat]

🔥 + the new batman movie

I'm gonna put this under the cut for anyone who needs it:

So, The Batman... I almost feel kinda bad because I felt the movie was pretty okay. I went and saw it twice and I feel like I had a better understanding the second time around, but I also don't think it's my favorite Batman movie of all time. It did make me appreciate some of the other Batman films.

Some things I liked: the visuals and music were very good. I really liked the look of the city and I love how it rained pretty much the entire movie because that is very Gotham. I liked Zoe as Selina, she is the one who really sold me on the film, but that being said I would have also liked to see more of her.

Rob was who I was more worried about (because I have such a weird anxiety about people I don't really know playing people I love, and then I plunge into this pit of utter self-hate when I'm not as on board an everyone else because I feel I'm being too negative.) I only really know his from Twilight and while that's not a criticism on him--it's just all I know him from. As Batman I felt he was great, but I was never really worried about Batman to begin with. I know it's a 'Batman" film but I would have liked to see more Bruce--maybe that's me just being biased but I love the guy and you can't have one without the other. However, I had to remind myself that this bruce is a little more closed off and recluse. To be honest, I don't really feel a lot of chemistry between him and Zoe in the film, however, I did feel like anything real romantic was more on Selina's part and I had to remind myself that's it's probably due to how early Bruce is in his Batman life--he's still traumatized from what happened to him and how it changed him--so it really make a lot of sense. My other guy Wesley reminded me of that. And, there were a few instances in which Bruce did try, but it was clear Selina was obviously more comfortable.

Originally, I was really not for a depressed Bruce just because I think in my mind, I wanted something a little different. But now I appriciate the range of Bruce we get to see as a fictional person throughout the different Batman films we've had.

I also liked the fact that the joker wasn't a huge part of the film (I assume that's supposed to be him in that one scene) because I just feel like he's in way too much lately and he's getting old.

Some things I didn't like:

this might sound really petty of me but I didn't like that the film painted something negative about the Wayne's. Maybe I'm wrong because I don't know much about them from the comics (though I think that was more so inspired by the telltale games, which also bothered me). I feel like when it comes to Thomas and Martha it's either "you're getting a death scene" or "we're trashing your name." And I understand it worked for the movie Reeves made, but the concept just seems kinda old to me. I know they're not perfect but can they not just be good people? I really don't like the idea of praising parents for how good their children turned out, but Bruce is a good person--flawed, but good and I do believe a lot of that has to do how his parents raised him. I say that because I know what it's like to be a young Bruce where all you have in your parent(s) and when they're gone sometimes all you have left is the things they left you with. I don't know if that makes sense but anyway...

On Bruce: piggybacking onto this I never get tired of hating when others hate on Bruce for being rich. He's literally not even bothering anyone and they sill manage to dislike him (that church scene with Bruce and that one man is gonna be iconic.) Yeah, he could be doing a little more philanthropy but again, this is a more depressed Bruce and it's really hard to care about and do anything when you are depressed. At least he's not the not sleeping/eating/and showering down to a T.

I have similar feelings when it comes to Riddler's "Bruce Wayne is not an orphan speech." But I'll just put that in the tags. Thanks for asking and as always I'm sorry if this was way longer then it needed to be. I think these are all my thoughts for now.

[felicitykings]

What are your favourite moments in Gotham?

Honestly, there are too many to count! This show provided so many good and/or iconic moments. Although some of the first ones that came to mind were (in no particular order):

literally any batcat scene to be honest but in particular: them getting to know one another in 1x09/1x10 (with the food fight as a pure highlight), the whole “i miss you” exchange in 2x03 (it sets up their relationship in a really nice way in terms of them caring for one another but bruce always wanting to stand and fight for others where selina, more often than not and completely understandably, is more about personal survival, “i felt tied to her...” in 2x10 is also an amazing scene demonstrating the underlying reasons why their relationship exists, why it works, and the draw they have to one another (and it highlights the bond they share despite everything else), there’s some great stuff in 2x15 but more on that later, the rooftop scene in 3x05, “does this mean you are my girlfriend? / “shut up.” in 3x11, the cheek kiss in 3x11, rooftop scene in 4x01, every scene where bruce sees selina at a party/event and his world stops (2x03, 3x05, 4x01), everything about 4x15/4x16, selina coming to see bruce on his birthday in 4x18, selina calming bruce down when he’s under the influence of the fear toxin in 4x21, the end sequence of 4x21 and the start of 4x22, all of their stuff in 5x03, 5x09, 5x11, selina knowing bruce is there in 5x12 without seeing him because SOULMATES, and their final rooftop scene in 5x12 because despite the sadness, i think it does a good job of showing the deep bond they have even after ten years and also sets up the idea that this will continue and they will work their way back to each other again (”i’ll never leave gotham again.”).

tiny little bruce running into alfred’s arms after his parents’ deaths in 1x01

jerome’s interrogation scene in 1x16 - cameron absolutely nailed this scene and it was a fantastic reveal.

“I’m the king of gotham!”

jerome’s speech to gotham in 2x02

the batfam fighting to save bruce in 2x11

bruce vs sonny in 2x15 - this does such an amazing job of showing bruce’s development into the man he will eventually become. this resilience and strength is unbelievable and with alfred’s voiceover to motivate bruce, it’s such a wonderful and powerful moment in the show. plus, you have selina’s fretting about bruce as he is repeatedly hurt - from completely looking away in terror to screaming “stop!” as much at bruce as at sonny because she knows that bruce WANTS to be hurt but she can’t bear to see it. that being said, this moment is absolutely BRUCE’S and the music and the look on his face as he gets back up no matter what is so incredible and earned.

“I may not be the man you’d choose as second in a street fight but anything I can do to help Bruce, I will.” - Lucius Fox, MVP

Firefly vs Mr Freeze (2x22)

“My name is Fish Mooney. Bitch.” - Fish is so unbelievably iconic

“I hope you know, Oswald, I would do anything for you.” listen this and oswald holding ed after he’s been strangled and ed wakes up and they’re THAT CLOSE had me screaming the first time I watched it.

lee punching ed, though i don’t quite remember what episode this was in

alfred protecting his kiddos in 3x11, and them coming back to help him when he’s knocked down by talon.

3x14 - that’s it, the whole episode

harvey snapping jim out of the tetch virus’ hold on him - BROMANCE

alfred trying to get through to bruce over the course of 3x21/3x22 and their conversation about true norths in 3x22 while alfred is in hospital

selina using the whip for the first time in 3x22

BRUCE DOING BATMAN SHIT AT THE END OF THE EPISODE!!! that rooftop shot is INCREDIBLE

jim vs scarecrow 4x02 - i wish we’d seen more of jonathan in general tbh, he would have been an excellent parallel to bruce with the whole “become what you fear” thing

lucius making bruce bulletproof armour for “rock climbing” because he’s an absolute legend

BILLIONAIRE BRAT BRUCE WAYNE AT THE AUCTION - DAVID’S COMEDY TIMING WAS BRILLIANT AND WE DIDN’T DESERVE IT - 4x03. this was a wonderful moment for bruce and shows the development of his “ bruce wayne mask”

the sirens team up

“you want a war? YOU’VE GOT ONE” - oswald cobblepot

Selina vs Ivy - 4x14 (”I’m no hero.” plus the whip? YES PLEASE)

Any time anybody is under Ivy’s hypnosis because it is absolute comedy gold

i honestly just want to put 4x15-4x22 in general because it’s my fave block of episodes in the show’s entire run but shoutouts to jeremiah’s descent into madness, the reveal in 4x20 and the entire twin arc in general, harvey refusing to be hypnotised again and just screaming and chasing after mad hatter and scarecrow in 4x17, “but i trust you ed” and that whole ed/oswald pier scene in 4x15, bruce choosing to stay in gotham after the bridges have blown and making gotham his resposibility and his and alfred’s goodbye, and jim and bruce’s final scene with the light which is paralleled with their first ever scene because i’m a sucker for full circle moments - also BRUCE IS THE LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS AND IT’S BEAUTIFUL

oswald telling ed that he couldn’t just let him die

5x07! 5x07! 5x07! BRUCE VS JEREMIAH

ed saving oswald in 5x08 and oswald saying “we really are meant for each other”

the batcat kiss at the wedding in 5x09 and alfred and lucius’ reaction to it (which me and my brother now joke is a result of them both having been equally tired of thomas and martha’s shit in pennyworth and are now just like ‘oh no, not again’ XD)

HARVEY BULLOCK in general

selina and alfred vs bane

ed coming back to help save the city because, and only because, oswald stayed

selina and bruce blowing up wayne enterprises in 5x11

batcat vs bane

barbara naming her child after herself like the icon she is, but also giving her the middle name lee and letting her have her father’s surname so that when she grows up she knows who she can rely on (so pure)

WHENEVER YOU NEED ME

bruce and alfred’s goodbye in 5x11

barbara being determined to have a taller tower than bruce lmao - 5x12

selina stealing the diamond

Lucius “i didn’t even hesitate” Fox building bruce’s suit and tech and generally just being the MVP that he is - 5x12

oswald and ed being 100% ready to fight batman but saying “tomorrow” after seeing him jump rooftops

the FINAL SCENE - jim with the batsignal, calling batman “a friend” and that final shot of batman on the rooftop because BOY WAS THAT EARNED (though i still think david was robbed even though it is his face under the cowl) and solidifying bruce’s position as the light in the darkness of gotham!!

and this probably isn’t even all of them but thank you so much for asking. what are your favourite moments?

[artistically-unique-girl]

I present to you Grace Kyle aka Catgirl! She eventually changes her name to Grace Wayne after there is paternity test that proves she's the daughter of Bruce Wayne, but she'll still go by Grace Kyle because yes.

Grace is 20 years old and the biological older sister of Damian Wayne. She found out that Bruce is her father at a young age. Actually she found out Batman is her father then connected the dots of Batman and Bruce being the same person. She grew up around some of the villains, mainly Harley and Ivy, but Selina tried her best to give Grace a normal life. Selina won't admit that Bruce is her father, even after the world finds out, because she is trying her best to prove that she can raise a child without any help of a man, especially a rich one lol. Grace did briefly date Jason Todd, but the two broke up for mutual reasons even though the two didn't really have any problems together and were a wonderful couple they just broke up.

After finding out Batman is her father, at a young age with the unintentional help of Ivy, Grace decided the "best" way to get closer to her father is to become Catgirl. Her mother has and always will be against the idea of Grace being Catgirl. Yet Grace still went with it, but made it clear that she isn't Catwoman's sidekick. She created her costume from an old leotard that she ended up dying black, a skirt that had the bottom ripped off because it was too long, some knee high boots, a whip that acts as a tail which is also her weapon of choice since she isn't actually trying to hurt anyone, and a cat mask that she made herself. She doesn't necessarily commit any crimes, but she does tag along with Harley or Ivy whenever they do something that'll get Batman's attention. Though she eventually chose to "rob" jewelry stores or art museums just to get Batman's attention and tell him the truth. However she would never have time to or have the confidence to out right tell him, instead she'll leave hints or make indirect comments about the relationship between her and him.

Around the time of becoming Catgirl she had befriended Barbara Gordon, mainly because her mother wanted her to have friends that weren't criminals. Barbara introduced her to the rest of the Batfamily, while not actually telling Grace that they are the Batfamily. Through this introduction Grace met Jason and the two started dating. Jason was also the first person outside of her home life to know that she's Catgirl. He never told anyone and no one actually knew that Grace and Catgirl are the same person because she as well as her mom made it clear that the two were different people. She actually told Jason a lot of things she wouldn't tell anyone else because she trusted him. He would do the same and they both kept those secrets even after they broke up. Even though the two only dated for roughly 6 months they are still good friends. No one is exactly sure why they broke up, but they did.

Sometime after dating Jason, Grace figured out that Bruce is Batman. She had her suspensions while dating Jason, but had no solid evidence. She figured it out after accidentally finding the Batcave while exploring Wayne Manor, since she hadn't actually explored the place. Luckily no one knew she found out the big secret and she didn't tell anyone the secret either. With this new information though Grace did try figuring out ways to tell Bruce that she's his daughter, but eventually gave up on that just being content with being in Bruce's life even if it was simply from becoming friends with Barbara then dating Jason to eventually becoming friends with all the batkids.

Things did change whenever Damian came into the picture. Surprisingly the two did get along, but not after she knocked him down a peg when they met. She had previously been content with Bruce not knowing the truth, but now she has a brother which changes everything for her. So she started on her quest once again to tell Bruce the truth, but she never could. Eventually Dick, Tim and Barbara found out but didn't say anything since they knew it wasn't their place though Tim had almost said something while running on 1 hour of sleep and 6 coffees. Grace had gotten fed up with not being able to tell Bruce that when she did tell him it caused a bit of a scene. Luckily it was only dinner at Wayne Manor with the whole Batfamily plus Grace.

Dinner was going well as Grace tried to figure out how to tell Bruce. That is until some comment about family was brought up and somehow the conversation lead to Grace shouting out, mainly out of desperation for the truth to be known, that Bruce is her father. Everyone has gone quiet before Jason made the comment of "finally" which earned a glare from Grace before chaos ensued. The ones that knew the truth had to point out all the obvious things that proved that she's Bruce's daughter while the ones that just found out tried to figure out how this was kept a secret for so long. This ultimately lead to Bruce getting a paternity test done to know for sure,which did prove that he is her father.

This lead to Grace admitting to them all that she's Catgirl and how she found out the truth years ago despite her mother never saying anything or denying ever possible answer. Bruce tried to get her to stop being Catgirl, but still did it anyways. However she helped out the Batfamily with criminals, except her mom, Harley and Ivy, and became more of a vigilante than a criminal. Though she was never really a criminal to begin with. She did get properly trained by Bruce since she didn't have really any training. Her and Damian grew a bit closer after finding out that they're siblings, but as all siblings are they had their moments of fighting with each other. Luckily it was just your typical sibling rivalry stuff and nothing too serious. Though Damian had unintentionally hurt Grace's feelings and made her feel like she shouldn't be apart of the family, but he did make it up to her with the help of Dick and Jason.

I did mention that she eventually changes her name to Grace Wayne, but that ends up happening on her 21st birthday because Bruce had planned to announce it and chose to do it on her birthday. Which meant having a sort of gala party for her birthday. She didn't enjoy having to wear a fancy dress while people asked so many damn questions about why now she became a Wayne, why did it take so long to make this discussion, etc. Though she did still enjoy it. Especially seeing Jason in a tux. Yes she still has feelings for him, but she isn't sure if that boat would sail again. She also enjoyed having a dance with Bruce, even though it took her months to properly dance. The week after her birthday gala, which was actually not on her birthday because she just wanted a simple birthday get together with her family to celebrate, she had a much smaller family only little birthday party. She definitely enjoyed it more since it was more simple and she got to do whatever she wanted. Which lead to her making them watch The Princess Bride, because she loves that movie, and Coraline, which is pretty creepy for a children's movie.

I have a few other DC ocs that I'm drawing. Grace and Propheta, one of my other DC ocs, are the oldest ocs out of the DC ocs because I made them back in middle school/high school. Anyways you can ask me questions about Grace and eventually you'll be able to ask stuff about my other DC ocs.

[batfam-rewrites]

Batfam During Quarantine: Avatar

Dick: Okay, lets try to keep the craziness to a minimum. Harper and Cullen are quarantining for two weeks so lets not do anything to make them jealous.

Duke: *Duke and Tim walk into the room* Omg, We just finished watching Avatar The Last Airbender for like the fifth time right now! I LOVE THIS SHOW SO MUCH!!! WHY DID THEY EVER TAKE IT OFF OF NETFLIX!!!

Dick: Guys, come on. I literally just said to keep the craziness to a minimum.

Tim: They have Netflix set up on their tv. They should be fine.

Damian: What is Avatar The Last Airbender

Everyone: *gasp*

Selina: Some....

Jason: Sh ta ta ta ta. *presses his finger to Selina’s lips* Don’t speak, I know just what you’re sayin’, so please stop explainin’.

Selina: Really Jason? How long have you been waiting to use that one?

Jason: *breaks into a dance* All night long, all night.

Stephanie: What is going on with you Jason? 

Tim: I know right? You don’t ever listen to Lionel Richie, let alone pop music.

Jason: It’s his fault! *points at Dick* Him and his stupid playlist!

Dick: “Don’t Speak” isn’t on my playlist though.

Jason: I ummmm...... radio.

Dick: *gasp* You listen to No Doubt!

Jason: No! Maybe!

Dick: O-M-G!

Jason: They��re a guilty pleasure! Now don’t mention it again.

Cassandra: Guys!!! What is The Last Airbender?

Duke: *starts to explain but Dick holds him back*

Jason: *to Damian and Cassandra* You poor depraved children.

Damian: I’m not a child.

Jason: Hahaha, your cute. Avatar The Last Airbender is the beautiful brain child of Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko. It is a fantastic series that can not be summarized by anyone or even a movie. Anyone who tries instantly robs the person of the magic of the original series and ruins the exper.....

Damian: You know what, screw it. This isn’t worth it.

Dick: NOOOO! Come on Dami, we can watch it all together, just the nine of us.

Duke: Yeah, come on Damian.

Stephanie: It’s a really great series Dami.

Cassandra: I mean I’m interested.

Tim: *turns his head towards Cassandra* We already knew you were on board. *turns his head back to Damian*

Damian: Fine, I’ll give your stupid show a chance.

Everyone: Yaaayyyyy!!!! *they all start to head down stairs when Dick gets an alert on his phone*

Dick: Actually, this is going to need to wait. Cass and Tim, come with me. I’ll alert Babs and Kate.

Jason: Why, what’s up?

Dick: There’s been a murder at Blackgate.

Batman, Batwoman, Batgirl, Red Robin, Orphan, and Commissioner Gordon

Jim: Batman and, wow there are a lot of you!

Batman: We want to try and get this over with as soon as possible.  

Jim: Very well. Victim is Julian Gregory Day, better known as Calendar Man. The body was found at 10:15. He left his cell at 10 to meet with the D.A. to talk about getting a reduced sentence. Both of the prison guards who were escorting Julian Day were knocked out during the attack. All of the camera’s were out, too.

Batwoman: The marks on his neck suggest that he was strangled and can’t quite tell but there’s something under his fingernails. He couldn’t have saw this coming but he definitely tried to put up a fight.

Batman: Okay, Batgirl and Orphan, lets have you head to the morgue with the diener and see if they could find out what’s under his finger nails. Batwoman, question Hugo Strange. Go through the audio files and see what you can find. Red Robin, you and I will see what any of the inmates in the cell block know. Jim, order your men to check the other camera monitors for anything suspicious.

Jim: I’m not one of your......

Batman: *glares at Jim Gordon*

Jim: I could figure out your identity any time I want. 

Batman: *smirks* Is that a promise?

Jim: It’s a door I’m willing to keep closed unless you cross the line.

Batwoman

Something she didn’t mention at the crime scene was that there was traces of reddish brown hair, so that points fingers at James Gordon Jr, Clock King, Edward Nigma, and Roxanne Sutton. Kate has her suspicions, but as of right now everyone is a suspect.

Hugo Strange: Hello Batwoman. How may I assist you?

Batwoman: I need to know about a few of your patients.

Hugo Strange: You know I can not tell you much I am.....

Batwoman: I am familiar with the confidentiality agreement. I need to know about Julian Day.

Hugo Strange: Poor guy. It’s a shame what happened to him. His most recent audio files are all yours. You’ll find the information you need in there.

Batwoman walked out of the room and began listening to the files in the secret Batcave in Blackgate.

Batgirl and Orphan

Batgirl: *walks into the door* Ugh, what is that smell?

Orphan: Rotting goat sex.

Batgirl: *burst out laughing* What?

Orphan: Rotting goat sex. 

Batgirl: What made you say that?

Orphan: Red Hood told me that’s the name of the yellow squares you put on sandwiches. The ones that go bad over time and smell like this room.

Batgirl: Okay, don’t listen to Red Hood anymore. It’s called cheese Orphan.

Orphan: Cheese. Okay. Got it.

Batgirl: So, how are you enjoying quarantine in the mansion.

Orphan: It’s not bad. Been sparring a lot. 

Batgirl: Who exactly? You’re not hurting my boyfriend right?

Orphan: Nope, but I kicked Helena’s butt a few times.

Batgirl: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY!!!

Coroner: *walks out* Hey, so the.... Sorry, am I interrupting something.

Batgirl: No. Tell us about the body.

Coroner: Okay so prior to his death it seems the victim was drugged with a depressant. Obviously slowing his reactions. Underneath his fingernails are threads from the string that was used strangle him and some dead skin cells.

Batgirl: There’s not a lot of options for strings except for shoelaces, and unless someone has a very old shoelace, that means the string had to have come from outside the prison.

Coroner: Correct, the threads are definitely not made from the same material as the shoelaces.

Orphan: Anything else.

Coroner: Yes, there was some short white hairs found on his body which is odd, but probably from facial hair or eyebrows.

Batgirl: Thanks! Let us know when you have an idea who those skin cells belong to. *both Barbara and Cassandra start walking away* Tell Red Robin what we found out.

Orphan: But we’re supposed to report to Batman.

Batgirl: Fuck Batman.

Selina, Bruce, Lucius, and Alfred

At Wayne Tower

Bruce: *starring at his computer screen* If I buy this company, then I can buy a donut, and the cosmic donut will make me live forever, plus more profits, because three coffees plus one donut equals one Tim. *Lucius Fox knocks on the door* Do you want to build a snowman?!

Lucius: Mister Wayne, we need to talk.

Bruce: What is it Lucius?

Alfred: You’re overworking yourself.

Bruce: *looks up from his computer* Dad, I mean Alfred, Selina, what are you doing here?

Selina: No simple way to say it but this is an intervention.

Bruce: I don’t need an intervention.

Selina: Bruce, it’s been a bit over two months since quarantine began. You’re company is doing just fine. Don’t you think you deserve a break?

Bruce: With a little less help from Red Tim, I need to work as much as possible to get the cosmic coffee back on track. The hacker a few weeks back did a bit of damage.

Alfred: Master Bruce, even the Batman needs a break from time to time. Isn’t that the real reason you have Master Dick running around in the Batsuit instead of you?

Bruce: No! *Bruce takes a moment to think it all over* Partially.

Lucius: You are putting to much pressure on yourself. You keep on talking nonsense and are obviously sleep deprived.

Bruce: No! I’ve haven’t put enough pressure on myself since I became Batman. Once Batman came into the picture I didn’t focus on the company any longer. And I’m not sleep deprived, I’ve slept 4 hours last night! I’m getting more than enough sleep.

Lucius: You had more of an impact on the company then you think. If it weren’t for you acting as a real CEO, we wouldn’t be doing a going green initiative, there wouldn’t be a yearly fund going out to local orphanages, you created a functioning way for employees to work from home while increasing productivity. I can go on for hours about the positive things you have done as Bruce Wayne.

Selina: You have done so much. Come home, sleep. Enjoy time with you’re family.

Bruce: I can’t do that, I can do more. I can help other companies, too.

Alfred: I remember one time, it was when you turned 5, your father was supposed to be at the hospital. However, the day before he had worked all day to make his patients feel better, so he could spend the next day with you. He wouldn’t have missed your birthday even if it would cause the end of the world. Master Thomas knew the importance of taking time off to spend time with his family. It is time that you do the same.

Bruce begins to tear up. He reflects on how often his father worked day and night, but regardless how often he worked, he always had time for him and his mother. He knew his father loved him with all his heart. Then he thought of Alfred. He wasn’t really his father but Bruce always saw him as one after his parents died. Alfred loves him as much as he loves his own family. 

Bruce: *rolls his chair back and walks over to hug Alfred* Thank you Alfred.

Alfred: Anytime sir.

Batman, Batwoman, Batgirl, Red Robin, and Orphan

*In the Blackgate Batcave*

Batman: What did we find?

Orphan: The threads under Julian’s finger nails came from a string outside of the prison meaning that it could be one of the employees who’ve killed him. Skin cells under his nails are being scanned now, and white hairs were found on his body. Also cheese is not called goat sex.

Red Robin: WHAT! *Dick and Tim start laughing hysterically* 

Batman: Why would you think that!

Batgirl: Jason told her. That’s beside the point though.

Red Robin: *whispers to Dick* What did you do?

Batman: *whispers to Tim* I don’t know.

Batgirl: Stop whispering, we can all see you!

Batman: Got it. Kate what did you find?

Batwoman: Day was in an extreme state of paranoia before he died. Talks about how he was going to tell the D.A. about corruption in Blackgate.

Batman: Interesting, did he say anyone’s name?

Batwoman: It’s not clear, but I would assume so.

Batman: That makes sense. When Red Robin and I interviewed his cellmate, Drury Walker, he said he was starting to suspect something was going to happen. He had suspicions that James Jr. was going to kill him.

Batwoman: If I had to assume, I would say the same. I noticed a large sum of reddish brown hair at the scene where the body was found.

Batgirl: There was white hair found on the body though. With Day being strangled the killer would be close enough to possibly have a few hairs fall onto his body.

Batman: Do you have a sample?

Batgirl: Obviously.

Batman: Okay, I’ll program the computer to scan it. I know it’s not ideal but we’ll find out in twelve hours. Tim, Cass, and Kate, go update Commissioner Gordon. Babs, do you mind if we talk for a moment.

Batgirl: Sure, if you feel like doing so now.

Batman: *takes off the cowl and mask* What’s wrong? 

Batgirl: How could you not tell me Helena was staying at the mansion!

Batman: I didn’t want you to overreact.

Batgirl: How could I not! One of your ex girlfriends is sleeping under the same roof you are!

Batman: Look, this conversation is a bit more complicated than I anticipated so we’ll talk more about it later.

Batgirl: You know what, do yourself one better and just don’t talk to me at all. *Barbara places her mask back on as she storms out*

Red Robin: *sneaks out from behind a door* I swear I totally wasn’t eavesdropping, but that sounded like it could have gone better.

Batman: Yeah, it could have. *Dick than walks out pulling the cowl over his head and placing his mask back on*

Batman and Batwoman

Batman: *knocks on the door*

Hugo Strange: Hello Batman, Batwoman! How may I assist you?

Batman: We have some more questions to ask you.

Hugo Strange: Please, come inside!

Batman: How has James Jr. been doing in his sessions?

Hugo Strange: He has been doing very well! Obviously he had to spend a small period in solitary for killing his cellmates but he is getting better. If he is a prime suspect you may look into his files.

Batwoman: When did you two last meet?

Hugo Strange: Yesterday.

Batman: When did you two conspire the death of Julian Day?

Hugo Strange: I’m sorry, what are you talking about?

Batwoman: *grabs Hugo Strange by the shirt and lifts him* DON’T PLAY GAMES WITH US STRANGE! ANSWER THE QUESTION!

Hugo Strange: I swear I don’t know what you’re talking about!

Batman: We saw that you transferred Day to Gordon’s cell! He has killed every cellmate he’s had! You were sentencing him to death!

Batwoman starts to shake Hugo Strange violently until a gun shot is heard from across the room. 

Batgirl, Red Robin, and Orphan

James Jr.: Hey Batgirl! I see you’re walking again, isn’t that such a neat surprise.

Red Robin: Shut up, James!

Batgirl: James, we want to know what happened?

James Jr.: ..........

Batgirl: Answer my question asshat!

James Jr.: Whoa little sis... I want to stay I was told to shut up!

Batgirl: Do you realize what’s happening?

James Jr.: I’m being interrogated.

Batgirl: You’re going to be transferred to Arkham. If you confess your time there could be reduced! 

James Jr.: Fine... I confess...... I cut open your teddy bear and filled it with razor blades when we were kids.

Batgirl flips the table and pins James to the wall, punching him in the head multiple times. Orphan then runs in, trying to help Red Robin to get Batgirl to stop punching James Jr.

Batgirl: Rot in fucking Arkham for all I care! You should have been sent there to begin with!

Batgirl, Red Robin, and Orphan begin to walk out the door before James Jr. lying on the floor yells.

James Jr.: WAIT! It wasn’t me, I promise!

Batgirl: Doubtful.

James Jr.: Red Robin, come on. I know you’re going to give me a chance. Hear me out.

Red Robin: Batgirl, let’s give him.....

Batgirl: NO! HE HAD HIS CHANCE! HE DECIDED TO WASTE IT!

Orphan: Batgirl. Please.

Batgirl: *stops in the hallway* Fine.

A few minutes later Red Robin is in the interrogation room with James Jr. with Orphan.

Red Robin: James Jr. Did you kill Julian Day?

James Jr.: No.

Off in the distance they all hear the gunshot from Hugo Strange’s office.

James Jr.: And there’s my proof.

Batman, Batwoman, Batgirl, Red Robin, and Orphan

Red lines flow down Hugo Strange’s face as blood pours from the hole in his forehead. Batman and Batwoman turn around to see who fired the shot, and are shocked to see Eduardo Flamingo. Batwoman drops the dead body of Hugo Strange as Flamingo fires three shots at both Batman and Batwoman. Both are unfazed by this and punch him in the face, causing him to fall back on the floor.

Batman: *picks up Flamingo* Who hired you?

Eduardo Flamingo: *cough* You just watched him die.

The GCPD arrives to the room and arrest Flamingo.

Commissioner Gordon: Freeze! You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you.

He had confessed to everything. The murders, the contract Hugo Strange offered him to kill Day. No details was left out. By the time they all left the prison it was 12:30 in the morning.

Batman: Batgirl, let’s talk. 

Batgirl: I don’t want to talk.

Batman: Babs, if you won’t talk, then listen, please? *tears start to fill his eyes and make their way down his mask*

Batgirl: If anything, you listen to me *tears streak down her mask as well* I don’t know where I stand in this situation, and right now I really don’t care! For the time being don’t talk to me. *she takes out her grappling hook and leaves the four other members just standing there*

Batwoman: I’m not going to get too involved in this, but you know if you need to talk Dick, let me know.

Batman: Thank you.

The two hug and then go their separate ways.

Dick and Barbara

When they got home, Dick reached for his phone and started to text Barbara. He tried to explain how he never knew Helena was going to show up. How she showed up out of nowhere. How she is his everything, his world, and he doesn’t blame her for being skeptical but he still loves her. 

Barbara doesn’t want to read a word of Dick’s excuses. This has happened before when Dick was dating Koriand’r and Zatanna. Even before they were in a relationship, she knew he at one point was seeing multiple girls at a time. She doesn’t know if he is really sleeping with Helena behind her back, but she knows that she can’t trust Dick for the time being.

After his shower he walked to his room where he saw Helena laying on his bed in her costume. She then tosses his Nightwing costume at him.

Helena: Hey Dick, how about you throw that on and we do a bit of role play.

Dick: Cool, I’m into that. I’ll be Nightwing, the guy who loves Batgirl so much, and you’ll be Huntress, who sleeps on the first floor. You’re going to leave my room and I’ll lock my door for the rest of the night.

Helena: Rough night, lover?

Dick: I told you to stop calling me that.

Helena: I know, but I love it.

Dick: Helena, please just leave.

Dick just lied on his bed staring at his phone, wishing that Barbara would text him back. Fifteen minutes later he hears a knock at his door.

Bruce: Hey Dick! Are you okay?

Dick: What is this? Am I dreaming?

Bruce: No. I heard what happened. Just know if you ever want to talk about it, you can come to me. 

Dick: Thanks Bruce!

Bruce: Want to watch Avatar as a family? Damian told me how you talked him into watching it. I think it’s a fun idea!

Dick: *smirks* Sure!

They both walk downstairs to the media room as they see everyone down there already. He noticed Helena was sitting at the far end of the room so Dick considered sitting by Tim and Stephanie who seemed to have been chatting it up, but decided against it and sat near Damian. 

Dick: *leans over towards Damian*

Damian: Don’t you even think about it Grayson!

Dick: *wraps his arms around Damian* Come on, you know you love my hugs!

Damian: I will cut off your arms in your sleep,

Dick: You’re so adorable when you think you’re threatening.

The episode begins to play and everyone fell silent. As the second one ended everyone looked at Cassandra and Damian to get their reaction.

Cassandra: That was awesome!!! Let’s watch one more!

Damian: It is surprisingly entertaining. A little silly but intriguing.

Jason: WE KNEW YOU WOULD LIKE IT SUCKER!

Tim: One of the greatest shows ever!

[teentitanimals]

Helena Kyle-Wayne History

The history of Helena Kyle-Wayne based on how I see her! Ties into this Events Timeline :) I might call this Batfam au Earth Never? Maybe? I’m kinda already attached to the name lol

Helena Martha Maria Wayne was born to Bruce Wayne, age 42, and Selina Kyle, age 45, on Earth Never-Two. Her grandfather Alfred Pennyworth was 67, her half-brother Damian Wayne was 13, her adopted brother Tim Drake was 21, her adopted brother and sister Jason Todd and Cassandra Cain were 24, and her adopted brother Dick Grayson was 29. Growing up she learned acrobatics from her eldest brother, how to hold a gun from Jason, how to be silent by her sister, hacking from Tim, animal taming and katana wielding from her favorite brother Damian, how to defend herself from her father, and how to be sneaky from her mother. Needless to say, from a young age, she was pretty skilled, and being raised in a house of detectives, them attempting to keep their secret lives as vigilantes from her didn’t work, as she knew about it from the age of 6 and onwards. By age 14, she became the new Robin under her father.

She was best friends with Kara Kent, aka Supergirl, who was a few years older than her, and Charles Bullock, aka Blackwing, who was also a few years older than her, and was an intern at the law firm created by her father, her eldest brother and a man named Arthur Cranston, aptly named the Cranston, Grayson and Wayne consumer research firm. The three made an excellent team, and were practically inseparable.

Aside from Kara and Charles, though, Helena greatly looked up to the woman who shared her name, Helena Bertinelli, aka the Huntress. This earned Helena the affectionate name of Little H, or Little Huntress, from Bertinelli and others. Helena as Robin often ended up shadowing Huntress more than Batman. She also got along really well with Charlotte “Charlie” Gage-Radcliffe, a young adult who was like a daughter to Bertinelli. It should be noted that the Birds of Prey never existed in this universe, and Barbara Gordon never became a superhero. In this universe, Charlie mimicked the identity of Huntress rather than Batgirl, before creating her own as Misfit. No Batgirls exist in this universe, but Stephanie Brown still became Spoiler- never Robin, Cassandra Cain simply became Black Bat and then Orphan, and Bette Kane never became a superhero, nor did Carrie Kelley, Tiffany Fox or Nell Little.

At one point, a man named Silky Cernak tried to blackmail and frame her mother for killing a cop as Catwoman, but with her and her family’s help, they cleared her name and revealed the truth, arresting Silky.

Eventually, when Helena was 16, a war against Apokoliptians, lead by Darkseid, started, which resulted in a war torn world. Batman, Wonder Woman, and Superman were all killed during the war, as well as Tim Drake and Helena Bertinelli. Her family grieves them, and Dick takes up the mantle of Batman, and Damian makes his new superhero alias Redwing, a combination of Red Robin and Nightwing in honor of his brothers. Charlie became the new Huntress. By age 18, everything had way gotten worse, and Charlie was killed, and Selina soon followed. Helena then became Huntress, while Kara became Power Girl.

At age 20, she, Kara and Charles chased after someone who they assumed was Darkseid, but they would later find out was DeSaad. The trio attacked DeSaad, but in the process Helena entered a Boom Tube while Power Girl and Blackwing fought DeSaad. Helena would never know how the battle ended, though, as the Boom Tube sent her to Earth Never-Prime. She was stranded, and alone, in a world so similar to her own, but not war torn, and just slightly off. She was a Bat though, and she was well-trained. She laid low and studied the world, learning that Batman was still Bruce Wayne here- and that Bruce Wayne was still 42. And that she had never been (or simply yet to be) born, as Bruce and Selina were not even married like they were in her world, with Selina still acting as the criminal Catwoman. In this world, Darkseid had been defeated already.

She stole money from Wayne Enterprises to get by, just for meals, hotels, clean clothes, etc. Scrounging through Wikipedias can only get you so far, so she took to spying on her family and friends and other superheroes and... finds that she can’t handle it. For the most part, they look so happy. Yeah, Jason’s an asshole, and Damian’s so young and angst-y, but... They’re a family, not split by death and war. Every night, she seems to end up in tears, jealous of this world and wanting her world back- no, her family.

Her secrecy does not last long, as she can’t stop herself from jumping in to help her family (Batman, Robin, Nightwing) when they are attacked by the Joker. She attempts to run away after the battle, but her moves and tricks are the exact same as the Batfamily’s, so it ends up impossible for her to lose them. They interrogate her, and she ends up confessing she’s not from this universe. She tells them she’s a Huntress of another world, but not much else. They’re skeptical of her, seeing as the moves she used would indicate she was close enough to train under and with the Batfamily, so why would she be ‘a’ Huntress (of which they’ve only ever had one)? She asks if they could go to the Batcave or somewhere to talk, instead of staying out in the city. They agree, and ask her to lead them to the Batcave, which she does with ease.

There, she confesses more of her story, revealing she was the daughter of Selina and Bruce, and that Darkseid was currently waging war on her world- and winning. She allows them to run a DNA test on her, and the results match up. They believe her story. They offer to help her get back to her own world and also to house her while she’s here. She thanks them, and offers to help them patrol and protect Gotham in return.

Living in Wayne Manor was... weird, and more often than not she’d end up crashing at a hotel or something instead. Damian was 13, younger than her, and still very... well, Damian. And there was a kid that had never been apart of her family too, Duke Thomas, and also allies like Harper Row, Julia Pennyworth, Barbara Gordon, etc... And it was weird living among, to her, ghosts. Zombies. Dead people. She was afraid to get attached to any of them, because they weren’t hers, and she’d go back home, where some were dead or dying, and she’d mourn them all over again. Not to mention, Tim was now only 1 year older than her, Jason and Cass 4, and Dick just 9 instead of 29.... And Dick was even married to an alien princess named Koriand’r aka Starfire- where he was Barbara’s boyfriend in Helena’s world- and they had a daughter named Mar’i. And Jason had adopted a girl named Sasha, aka Scarlet. And, also, perhaps this stung most, that her best friend was no longer the same age as Helena. Which meant that even if Helena had been born in this world, she wouldn’t have been Kara’s friend. And similar with Charles, who was a simple citizen in this world.

While talking to this world’s version of her mother, Selina reveals to her that a Helena had been born in this world, but her father was Sam Bradley Jr. (deceased), and she was born nine-ten years ago. Her name was Helena Kyle, but since Selina was under the alias Irena Dubrovna at the time, her legal name was Helena Dubrovna. She had brown hair and green eyes rather than the black hair and blue eyes Helena Wayne had. Helena is surprised to know of this universe ‘her’, although really it’s her other universe half-sister. She wants to meet her, but Selina explains to her that after the villains Film Freak and Angle Man kidnapped and harmed Helena Kyle, she, Zatanna, and Bruce faked Helena’s death (and Irena Dubrovna’s) and put her up for adoption. To make sure no one could ever find Helena via Selina, Selina choose not to know who adopted her (if she officially got adopted at all and was not still in an orphanage). Helena Wayne accepts this and understands her reasoning. Even she had been kidnapped plenty of times back in her home world, Earth Never-Two.

It’s a year of living like this. She talks with the Selina Kyle of this world, with Helena Bertinelli, with Zatanna Zatara, with everybody. She still closes herself off though, calling Bruce “Uncle Bruce” to distance him and her father in her mind. By the end of the year, a part of her realizes she’s never going back... and another part wonders why she would even want to. She could have happiness here. But, at the same time, to give up her friendships with Power Girl and Blackwing? (And what if they were dead by now?) It’s difficult, but finally, with the advice from her other universe family, she decides she wants to try making a life here, just in case she really never can go back. Of course, Bruce offers to adopt her, but Helena can’t bring herself to fully accept this world’s Bruce as her dad yet, nor could she handle being official, legal siblings with her brothers and sister. She still hasn’t adjusted to them, how they are now, how young they all are, how younger Damian is. If anything, she’s most okay with Duke Thomas, someone she had never met in her universe.

To her surprise, as they contemplate making her a fake civilian identity, Selina offers to adopt Helena. Helena, after thinking it over, accepts. She would not have as much hounding from the press, from the media, from the public, as she would if she was adopted into the Waynes. She would not have to deal with the weirdness that was her alternate universe siblings as much, living with Selina. (Not that she needed to live with Selina, she was 21, after all, but Selina had told her that she was welcome to crash in her house anytime- an offer she often took up on when the Manor was stressing her out.) Selina was still a criminal in this universe, but she only robbed banks from time to time, really, nothing major, and she was slowly becoming more hero and ally than superthief by the time Helena had come to this world. Selina had been dead for only 2 years to Helena, while Bruce had been for 4 years, and had died when Helena was young and not used to death. Bruce’s death had a bigger impact on her (alongside Tim and Bertinelli’s), but with Selina, it was easy to imagine she had simply been gone for two years.

So, Helena became Helena Martha Maria Kyle, adopted daughter of Selina Kyle. She slowly built herself a civilian life, working for a law firm under Wayne Enterprises in honor of her friend Charles and his job. And a superhero life, too, as the Huntress. Of course, since Bertilleni was also known as the Huntress, Helena often went by Little Hunt. They called her Little H and Little Huntress at first, but it reminded her too much of her old world, that she requested they use Little Hunt instead. It was similar, of course, but just different enough. Just like this world was compared to hers.

She worked solo, with Catwoman, with the Batfamily, and with the Birds of Prey mostly. It was a challenge, she would say, to adapt back into the old rules of “No Killing”... It’s a dark secret of hers that she became more ruthless ever since the death of her father, blood soaking her hands. But she was almost relieved to be back to No Killing- as, to her, it meant no war. No death. No pain.

Catwoman seemed to reform completely right alongside her, and the day Bruce proposed to Selina, Helena couldn’t be more happier. She was finally ready to be officially apart of the Waynes again. Selina married Bruce, and Helena took on the Wayne name, becoming Helena Martha Maria Kyle-Wayne, loud and proud. It was weird, but somehow she got used to Damian being younger- and boy did she discover how fun it was to tease him. And alongside that, she got two new younger sisters too, in the form of Carrie Kelley and Alina Shelley-Wayne. Her family, she will say, was much, much more bigger than it had ever been in her own world.

Eventually, as years passed, she found herself more attached to this world than her war torn world. She often wonders, if given the chance, would she still choose to go back to her old world, her old family? It’s a question she can never answer. And one she might not have too, as the Kara of Earth Never-Two would eventually find a way onto Earth Never-One.

Name: Helena Martha Marie Kyle-Wayne

Gender: Female (She/her)

Parents: Bruce Wayne (Biological father; legal step-father), Selina Kyle (Biological mother; legal adopted mother)

Adoptive Step-Siblings: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Alina Wayne

Half-Siblings: Helena Kyle (Current name unknown), Damian Wayne

Adoptive Step-Nieces and Nephews: Sasha Todd, Mar’i Grayson, Jake Grayson, John Grayson II (on Earth Never-Two only)

Hair Color: Black

Hair Length: Long

Eye Color: Blue

Aliases: Robin, the Huntress

Nicknames: Helly, Hel, 'Lena, Hello Kitty, Little H, Little Huntress, Little Hunt

Robin Run: 4 years

Huntress Run: 4 years and ongoing

Reblogs appreciated <3

[lizzy-bennet]

“Legend says if you insult Selina Bruce will show up and bunch you in the face”. Thanks for coming in and sharing some truth, Soph!

- I feel like Selina is 100% just as protective of Bruce as Bruce is of her, tbh. Just because she can drag him doesn’t mean anyone else can.

Selina: *Passing by Wayne Enterprises* Pfffft. Idiot.

Someone: *Also insults Bruce*

Selina: *Claws snapping out so fast it’s audible* Go ahead, say that again.

- Also, think about how Wayne Manor should probably be a target for a lot of thieves. Bruce Wayne is a billionaire, after all. But I have this headcanon that in the future Gothamverse, all the Gotham thieves never touch the manor because Catwoman declared the place hers and off-limits and under her protection, and half-drunk billionaire party boy Bruce Wayne might not be scary, but none of the criminals want to tangle with an angry, territorial Catwoman. And those who are stupid enough to try soon learn.

Selina: *In Wayne Manor, standing over an unconscious thief with her whip* Can you believe this, Bruce? They were trying to break in here and rob you. The audacity.

Bruce: And what exactly were you doing here?

Selina: ….That’s different. I can rob you. No one else can.

[dilfdoctordoom]

What were Bette's first impressions of Selina, Vicki, Talia, Julie Madison, and Silver?

I want you to know that I adore all your asks. Mainly because I cannot shut up about Bette Kane, but also, ‘cause they’re just really nice.

ANYWAYS. LONG ONE AHEAD, SO LET’S GO.

Selina:

It’s probably important to remember that Bette first meets Selina when she’s, like, eleven & Bat-Girl & Catwoman is trying to rob a museum. You know, normal stuff

Bette’s not even mad at the criminal activity, she’s mad that Selina called her adorable and pinched her cheeks when she was trying to be a very serious crime fighter

So Bette’s maybe a little biased against her. It’s not anything serious, it’s just that Bette mostly remembers Selina from fighting her & unlike Dick, she wasn’t really exposed to her much outside of that environment, until she & Bruce were in a serious relationship

Bette & her do form a better dynamic, but that takes a lot of time & honestly it’s more due to Holly’s influence than anything else

She does like that Selina legitimately loves Bruce. I mean, Bette’s not gonna accept anything else, to be honest, she adors her older cousin & she just wants that idiot to be happy

Also very much approves that Catwoman seems to care about the assorted Batkids

Again, Bette... very much knows Catwoman, but not Selina. And, yeah, that’s gonna affect how they interact a lot

I mean, Bette approves of her more than she approves of others, but, eh, Bruce’s choice in woman is all over the place, so. Hm.

Doesn’t really like working with her, to be honest, but that’s... Bette doesn’t like working with anyone that she & Kathy fought. That’s not on Selina, that’s on childhood trauma

Vicki:

Bette really likes Vicki

She’d met her a few times before Bruce & Vicki were together, when she was way younger & Vicki was just... nice ginger lady at galas who approved of Bette’s mischief & promised not to tell anyone. 10/10, great approval rate from local idiot

When Bette’s in her teens, she interns at the Gazette for a few months & Vicki helps her out a lot there. Like, Bette never makes a career out of journalism, but she’s a damn good photographer (blame a childhood of hanging around crime scenes & gathering evidence for that one), plus she always had a way of getting good leads on stories... interesting

So, yes, Bette likes Vicki. She thinks she’s awesome. A great reporter, a nice person...

She just. Doesn’t approve of Bruce and Vicki. As a couple.

Mainly because Bette thinks that whoever Bruce is with should know about Batman, but Vicki doesn’t??? So, like, Bette can’t get behind that. It’s absolutely not Vicki’s fault & is more to do with Bruce’s trust issues & Bette judges the hell out of him for it

Bruce & Vicki do obviously break up & Vicki goes back to being her favourite reporter

I think that when Bette becomes Hawkfire, Vicki does find out about it! They have, like, a Ben Urich/Matt Murdock kind of dynamic, I guess?

I’m definitely just saying this because I think Vicki Vale would make an excellent addition to Bette’s supporting cast. If Bette even had a supporting cast

Talia:

You know, I put myself through the torturous experience of Morrison’s Batman recently, so let’s get into this

Now, obviously, no matter what, I’m not gonna act like the r*pe thing is canon. It is not, nor will it ever be, in my mind. Let’s just establish that, first

Because Bette’s got other reasons to dislike Talia! Yay!

Like, according to Batman Inc, Talia... ordered the hit on Kathy. Kinda think that this might have been faked by Kathy herself, but since Bette didn’t know her aunt faked her death... Bette hates Talia for this

And Bette... Bette doesn’t hate people. She usually doesn’t have it in her, but all the clues point to Talia hiring Bronze Tiger to murder the one person to truly, unconditionally love her. She can’t help but loathe her for it

Talia’s not the biggest fan of Bette, but that’s mainly because, while she never assassinated Batwoman, she did have her suspicions about her & she hasn’t completely ruled Bette out as an associate of Kathy’s

They, uh, both realize they’re wrong about the other, but Bette’s well into her twenties by then & it’s like, there’s too much history for them to ever truly reconcile

Talia does respect & appreciate how ride or die Bette is with Damian from the get-go. She likes knowing that her son has another person in his corner no matter what happens

Bette’s never not gonna be impressed by Talia. Like, even when she hates her guts... Talia’s a fucking badass. End of conversation.

But honestly, out of everyone on this list, Bette & Talia have the worst relationship. There’s a lot of bad blood between them & while they can work together for Bruce/Damian’s sake, they won’t like it

Julie Madison:

Bette & Julie never truly get to know each other

Bette first meets her when she’s dating amnesiac Bruce & that’s, like, a whole other thing that Bette’s finding hella stressful (seriously... imagine having to explain the Kane family history. Dear god)

She thinks she’s sweet though!!!

Like, these two never had a chance to form any sort of dynamic, because Bette wasn’t around for when Julie & Bruce were first together & when she finally was there, the relationship was pretty shortlived? And surprisingly, Bette doesn’t keep in contact with all of Bruce’s exes, Viciki excluded

Silver St Cloud:

Bette meets Silver in the socialite circle & they’re more aquaintances than anything else for years

They don’t spend much time together, until Bruce drops the bomb that Silver discovered he was Batman & that they broke up

Bette’s respect for this woman goes up considerably. Like, Bette was pretty indifferent to her before, but now? Damn. Not just everybody discovers Batman’s secret identity

Again, though, Bette doesn’t keep in contact with her cousin’s exes. They meet a few times at events & stuff & make small talk, but never really go beyond that

Bette does think that Silver is easily one of, like, Bruce’s best relationships, if that makes sense? And she’s kinda sad they didn’t work out

She wouldn’t have minded Silver joining the family

When Bette’s an adult, in charge of the family company, she always hires Silver to plan events, because that woman is a miracle worker. Bette honestly doesn’t know how she functioned without her, oh my god

Silver knows vaguely that Bette’s a vigilante, but she doesn’t make an effort to know which one. She wants to respect her privacy

These two never get particularly close, but they’re friendly & Silver’s definitely got Bette’s respect