#ballerina cassandra wayne

[thelibrarian1895]

Batfamily supporting one another's hobbies: Cassandra edition

Cassandra canonically and in my heart loves to dance, any sort of dance but ballet specifically, it makes her feel graceful and beautiful and while she knows that any ballet dancer has a kick like a mule, and her family knows that she's one of the best martial artists in the world, she likes that people perceive ballerina, and therefore her, as delicate and dainty. She's never been considered delicate or dainty before and it both pleases and amuses her.

Bruce makes the time to go with Cassandra as she investigates the various ballet schools and companies associated with Gotham to see which one of them fits her wants and needs. When she finds the one she likes best, Bruce becomes the school's anonymous sponsor. It it extremely anonymous since Cassandra, who enters the school under the name of Cassandra Drake, wants to earn any role she might play because of her skill rather than because she's a Wayne. Bruce also has flowers for Cassandra after her every performance. Who presents her with the flowers is determined by a competition almost as cutthroat as the competition for Alfred's cookies.

Tim learns enough ballet to dance with Cassandra, specifically to do lifts for her and other assistant dancer sort of things, helping her shine as the prima ballerina she is and getting the chance to have quality time with his sister/favorite sibling. He doesn't have the time to be part of any productions but he's very popular in the dance classes since his presence gives more people the chance to practice the lifts and assisted spins. He's also a translator for those days when Cassandra doesn't/can't verbally speak and just signs instead.

Dick would have learned to assist her with lifts and spins and such but he's very busy and pulled twenty different directions by twenty different people at any given time. Instead he designs costumes for Cassandra and her performances. While Dick's fashion sense for vigilante costumes is bonkers and impractical, his sense of style for performance costumes is absolutely on point and Cassandra's troupe becomes well known for both their skill and their amazing costumes.

Jason didn't think about it and now won't because he doesn't want to be seen as copying the Replacement, he might start teaching himself to play the piano to accompany the two of them as their musician for a private family performance, if they want

Damian is currently too short to be good at lifts and even if he had thought of it he, like Jason, doesn't want anyone to think he's copying Tim. He will, however, paint a portrait of Cassandra as Odette, her first lead role. Damian also occasionally hangs out at the dance school to sketch the ballerinas after he's done with his own schooling for the day. He will ignore anyone who isn't Cassandra who attempts to talk to him. However, in one instance, when an interloper attempted to harass one of the ballerinas, Damian interceded, broke the man's arm, and ensured security removed and banned the man from the premises. The ballerinas consider Damian their adorable little guardian. Damian just scoffs and insists he was only doing it because he didn't want Cassandra to have to deal with any subpar replacements.

Duke is currently trying to catch up in normal bat skills and doesn't quite have the time to add ballet to his plate though he's at every performance and cheers the loudest. He absolutely cheats the most to be the one to present flowers to Cassandra most often out of the family and is the one who can give her verbal praise for her dancing instead of just grunting like a certain others in the family.

Stephanie is a terrible dancer. She owns it and laughs at it but she would not be able to be part of any ballet or assist in ballet practice to save her life. She also doesn't really want to dance ballet. Instead Stephanie helps Cassandra break in her toe shoes, is at every performance, does her best to cheer louder than Duke, and will go with Cassandra to see other ballet performances.

Alfred also ensures that Cassandra and her ballet friends have appropriate snacks and stay hydrated. He's very proud of her for developing civilian friends.

[madge-nius]

finished batgirl (2000) and absolutely loved it

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[sleepydrawing]

Cass as a ballerina.

[honeyrins]

[Batman] 💛 Father - Daughter Ballet Practice 🖤

[akikkobara]

I feel like thos is something cass and dick would do at least once

[urfavdirtbag]

dick and cassandra duo but it's just them being absolute machines and people are absolutely SHOOK.

dick and cassandra as calisthenics buddies and they show off new stuff they learn to eachother every week and help monitor eachother process.

dick and cass

dick is at olympian levels in gymnastics and cassandra is one of thr best ballerinas in the country. both of them know the basics of each, so cass teaches him ballet, and he teaches her gymnastics. she finds cool tricks she wants to learn on the bar and dick finds her pieces of music he'd like to work on.

at some point cass's coaching has gotten him so good he's landed a role in a ballet performance with her , and cass has entered a regional gymnastics competition with dick as her coach. bruce is SO proud he has these two absolute units on his side cause he sees how dedicated they are to the things they love doing outside of of vigilante work, and that these two are one of the many that will carry on the wayne legacy.

[ultimate-marysue]

I made some sort of alignment classification based on whether they're impulsive or if they plan ahead for the Batfam. Feel free to correct me (politely please, I'll cry) or to add your opinion. I'm not trying to be super canon, just based on their characters' vibes.

Bruce Wayne: 100% planner. This man could be a Bene Gesserit, plans within plans, and they always work even if they shouldn't (because DC can't have him be wrong). It's like a choose your own adventure, you follow the plan and each time something new happens that is sure to chase things up he pulls a subsection specifically for it. Senior Justice League Members just don't question him anymore no matter what. "You had a contingency for getting invaded by mind controlling ballerina spiders? Yeah, sure, tell us all about it".

Barbara Gordon: she plans around her impulses. She is self aware enough at this point to know she's a bit of a hot head. It is what it is, she's called Batman an Emo Boy's idea of Therapy enough times to his face to know she just can't help herself with some stuff. So instead of working against it she plans around it. In the end, it was her plan all along. Canary thinks she could just hold her tongue, but considering the vigilantes Oracle manages, her experience in planning for these situations is invaluable.

Dick Grayson: Impulsive, not because he can't make plans or because he isn't smart. Quite the opposite. He just has that ADHD dog in him. He would be guiding the Titans through a mission and they'd be thinking "Woah, everything is going according to his plan", meanwhile inside his head is Bear Grylls saying "Improvise, Adapt, Overcome". It's not so much that he comes up with plans on the spot but he ends up changing it along the way because he thought of something better for that specific situation. He may use B's protocols for a general structure but then trusts his instinct to come up with something better on the spot.

Cassandra Cain: Neither. She's not one to be coming up with elaborate schemes but, as much as she relies on her instinct, she's able to stop before jumping. She doesn't need to plan, she knows what works. She observes and then takes the best course of action. When Bruce goes on and on about the importance of planning she just answers "Skill issue" and leaves.

Jason Todd: impulsive planner. This is a man that makes plans, okay? He's theatre kid coded, he needs to know his little monologues by heart. The thing is, he's also very emotional and has the impulse control of a toddler in front of the cookie jar. He can't help himself, he has to punch the asshole and make the witty comeback or he will explode. The outlaws have been grilled to death on the importance of following the plan but then watch him like ten minutes later throw it out the window. They find it both endearing and annoying.

Stephanie Brown: Queen of Chaos. She can plan. She's good at it too btw, she just doesn't want to if she can avoid it. She works best when she's improvising and it drives Bruce and Tim up the walls. They just hate to see women winning. She's the best one out of all of them at turning a mistake to her advantage in a matter of seconds. It's quite impressive.

Tim Drake: Chaotic planner. Everyone is so sure Tim is a mini Bruce and to a certain extent, if you squint your eyes, then yes. But Young Just Us know the truth: his plans are extremely effective but only in the most chaotic way possible. There's the Batman plan, and there's the Red Robin plan, which is like the first one but faster and with more fire. He also has to be periodically reminded to take into account his own wellbeing when making his little schemes.

Duke Thomas: plans on the go. I don't know how else to explain it but it's like those sequences in the Sherlock movies (the ones with RDJ) where he's watching his surroundings and opponents almost in slow-mo till he puts together a plan. It's similar to Dick from the outside, but if you pay attention you can see the wheels turning in his head as he goes along. He actually stops and thinks (metaphorically, most of the time his thinking is done while he distracts enemies).

Damian Al Gul Wayne: he's a strategist, not a planner. This is an important distinction because whenever Batman or Red Robin are explaining one of their convoluted plans he feels like he's actively losing braincells. He's closer to Cassandra in the way he prefers a more direct solution. He also gets palpitations anytime Jason or Stephanie just start doing things without thinking. If he knew what Dick's thought process was he would have probably developed an anxiety disorder in his time as Dick's robin. He doesn't understand the need for such high detail planning and hates the idea of making it along the way. No, he just needs to come up with the most efficient strategy and that's all.

[nemesis-writer]

Five Minutes (Chapter 6)

Masterlist Silence is torture TW: mentions of blood, mental illness, trauma

People say they have suffered a severe amount of pain, such as losing a loved one, or divorce, or others that fall into this cycle. But if they knew true pain, they would've understand.

They don't know nor care the abuse that I've been living in. The abuse went both mentally and sometimes physically. I had been diagnosed with multiple incapacities, that would both prevent me from feeling empathy and go insane.

Depression is a cancer and with the people I have lived my life for, it proves how un-curable this disease it. I gave them a choice to protect and serve their 'good' purpose, or to suffer the consequences of belittling the people who have experienced worse.

For the games to continue I had to eliminate the weak and incompetent. Tim is the perfect example of this fact, and I did what I had to do.

At the Wayne mansion...

"Tim, you have got to relax." Dick says

"HOW CAN I RELAX WHEN I COULDN"T SAVE A BUILDING FULL OF INNOCENT PEOPLE." Tim yells, still shivering from fear while holding his blanket like it was the only thing that could save him.

"Tim-" Bruce starts.

"Don't Tim me." Tim says with fear and anger coursing through his veins.

"You can't join us anymore." Cassandra said.

"What?"

"I'm sorry but we have to continue and we are afraid you might do something-" Cassandra continues

"Irrational, stupid? I did exactly what they told me to do, but they still detonated the building, why? Because I didn't answer the little girl'd question!" Tim states.

"Yes." Damian states out flatly.

"Listen limp dick she decided to make it easy for your tiny brain to understand." Jason states.

"We cannot fight." Bruce demands, "because that's what she wants."

At the Base...

"That's what she wants."

"Yes Bruce you're right." I then turn off the tv, and approached the team.

"So chief, who's next?"

"Cassandra."

At the Wayne mansion...

"Guys there's a package found in Bludhaven that says Cassandra." Duke reported, still panting, whilst holding it in front of them

As Cassandra carefully opened it, it showed a small little music box inside. When she opened it, she saw a ballerina that turned out deformed whilst holding a note.

'I can be broken without touch, I can be shared without words. I am what you hear in the loudest noise, Yet I am nothing. What am I?'

"Silence." Barbara states immediately.

"But how would that help? Do we go to a quiet place?" Dick wonders.

Until a cryptic gas started to surround them.

"What the?"

Five minutes later...

"Let's play a game, Cassandra."

'To pass this very test, you would have to remain silent, one sound from your mouth is the death of a child.'

The chains from her hands were removed and she had to walk through the floors filled with shattered glass.

Crack

Crack

Crack

But not a peep came out from her mouth. She was to excited as she neared the children, but the worse was yet to come.

'The key to save these kids you so wish to save, comes from you. You were too eager to notice the key disguised behind the glass, the clock is ticking and there is new life on the line.' The recording says.

So Cassandra did what she had to do.

She knelt and crawled on the glass eager to find the key, she tried to avoid the pain because if she screamed the collar would detect it and a child shall be hung.

She searched desperately until she found it, the key. She then rushed to the gates and removed all the collars of her and the children. When she finally reached:

SCREAM!

Her collar detected it and one child, an innocent little girl, has been hung to her death. She tried to save her but then saw the timer and took all the remaining kids out of the place.

BOOM!

It exploded just in time for her escape.

At the Base...

"Two down, a lot more to test. Prepare the next one, let's see if demon spawn can do this."

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[galaxymagitech]

like fields of lavender swaying in the breeze

For @casscainweek

Day 1: Scars | Flowers

Summary: Cass does her makeup for her ballet performance. But the perfect girl she sees in the mirror looks more like a doll than anything else.

Characters: Cassandra Cain, Bruce Wayne

You can read it here or on AO3!

(Title is from The Ballerina by Marisa Webster.)

***

It’s all wrong. It’s all wrong.

The little bottle slips from Cass’s hand and spills all over the wood floor of Bruce’s room. Cass lets out a wail, sinking to the ground. Her shoulders curl in on her body and she clutches the thin fabric of her tank top.

It’s wrong. Why can’t she get it to look right?

This was supposed to be a good day. Cass was supposed to be happy, supposed to be spinning in a tutu, toes pointed, arms-like-wings, pirouette, arabesque, perfect. Cass was supposed to be perfect.

But she’s on her knees, her toes folded underneath like they always are when she’s sad and her eyes closed so that she doesn’t have to see her reflection in the mirror.

Cass has watched Barbara put on her makeup what must have been a hundred times. Moisturize, prime, foundation, conceal, set. Paint the lines onto her face, the shadows around her eyes, the black lashes that accent the green of Barbara’s eyes. So, Cass knows how to do makeup. But on her skin, it looks chalky and pale, the parts with makeup standing out from the parts without no matter how hard she tries.

That’s where Bruce finds her, crying on the floor of his room, hunched over the bottle of foundation. “Cass?” Cass turns to Bruce and reads the bewilderment in his stance, the tilt of his face, the—

She looks away. She doesn’t want to read Bruce right now. This day was supposed to be about her, about the focus of the moment and the curve of her spine and the tips of her toes. Her body, her mind, her spirit. Herself, with the audience shrouded in the background. No weapon. Just Cass.

And here she is, trying to paint over her scars, and it just looks—

“What’s wrong?” Bruce asks, crouching down next to her. His hand hovers over Cass’s shoulder, right where one of the bullet scars lies, and she shrinks away.

“Wrong,” Cass repeats. She doesn’t know how to explain this, how she’s doing everything right but it’s not working. She’s sure she’s doing everything right. She watched. She learned. Cass doesn’t make mistakes. “I—it’s wrong.”

“Are you trying to do your makeup?” Cass looks away. She’s sure that if she could see him, there would be pity. She doesn’t want pity. She wants to do it right. “Maybe…” Bruce swallows. “Maybe this could wait until after your performance?”

Cass shakes her head. This is for the performance. Ms. Landeau told her to cover up the scars for the stage. It needs—Cass needs to be perfect. She’s not perfect, so she has to make herself perfect. It’s so simple. Why doesn’t Bruce understand? Cass’s body is screaming not enough, fix me, make me perfect, and Bruce doesn’t see it. No one sees it except Cass.

So, she cries out again, hunching even further over and wrapping her arms around her stomach.

“Need to…” Her words are failing her. “Fix it. Fix me.”

“Cass, you aren’t bro—”

“No!” Bruce isn’t understanding. He thinks she means fix mind, fix self, but she means fix vessel. Fix body. She needs to look perfect for the stage, so the scars don’t distract the audience. Because Cass isn’t just dancing for herself—she’s dancing for them, too. She’s performing.

Just another kind of tool.

“I need—for the.” Her lips don’t form performance. Cass knows the word. It’s there in her head. But the coordination isn’t. “For the dance,” she tries, and thankfully, it comes out.

“You need makeup to dance?” Bruce asks. “For the stage?”

Cass nods, staring at the ground. The puddle of foundation is spreading. She should pick it up. She should—

“Okay,” he says. “Let me help you. What’s wrong?”

Cass throws up her hands. If she knew, she could fix it. But she doesn’t know, so it’s hopeless.

“Can you look at me?” Bruce asks.

Reluctantly, Cass turns towards Bruce. The care in his face is too much, so she quickly shuts her eyes against the storm of love. She can’t hold it in her chest. She’ll overflow. She needs a dam, and that dam is her eyes.

“Oh,” Bruce says. “Were you trying to use my makeup?” Hesitantly, Cass nods. “It’s too light for you,” he explains. Cass doesn’t understand. “Do you understand?”

Why does Bruce need to ask? Why can’t he read her confusion?

Cass shakes her head.

“The foundation needs to match your skin tone,” Bruce says. “This one matches mine, not yours. You’ll need a different foundation.” Oh. So Cass wasn’t doing it wrong. The makeup was wrong. Or—Cass was doing it wrong, because she was using the wrong makeup, but her mind hasn’t failed her. She had chosen Bruce’s makeup because he told her she could always go in his room unless it was locked, whereas her brothers might get mad. But she hadn’t realized that she couldn’t just use Bruce’s makeup—how was she supposed to know? “I’ll get Alfred to pick up some new makeup, alright? And then you can get ready for your performance. We’ve got time.”

Slowly, Cass nods. Bruce hands her some wipes to remove the makeup already on her skin, and she does so, rubbing the foundation away and taking that strange, awful texture with it. Bruce sits with her the whole time, telling her about how excited he is to go to her ballet performance and how he’s sure it’ll be amazing.

Eventually, Alfred brings a tray of brushes and makeups into the room. Cass sits cross-legged in front of Bruce, eyes closed. Slowly, he paints her face and neck and arms and shoulders and back, hiding Cass’s imperfections away. As he does her makeup, Bruce talks about getting ready for galas. Spending a summer at theater camp as a teenager, because Alfred wanted him to be more human. Learning to disguise himself as someone else with a few contours on his face.

“Okay, Cassie,” Bruce says. “You’re ready.”

Cass opens her eyes and stares into the mirror.

A girl stares back out at her. Smooth, scarless skin. Bold, red lips. Dark, long eyelashes. She looks beautiful. She looks perfect. She looks wrong.

Cass knows she should be happy to see herself perfect. If she can’t be perfect, she can’t perform. But she doesn’t see herself perfect, because that girl in the mirror is not Cass. That girl in the mirror wasn’t shot until she learned to move out of the way. That girl in the mirror has no weight on her shoulders and no scars on her skin and no bloodstains on her perfectly smooth hands. She looks like a Cass-doll. Smiling. Empty.

“No,” Cass says, tossing her head back and forth. Her arms wrap around her chest as she holds herself close, rocking on the balls of her feet. “No!”

“Cass—”

“No!” She wants to run. She can’t just—she can’t just flee. Now there are people, family. Bruce and Alfred. She has to explain. It’s not enough that she sees the doll. They need to see the doll too. Cass squeezes her eyes shut and focuses on coordinating her lips. The first time, no sound comes out; she’s forgotten how to force the noise. The second time, she chokes on her words. The third time— “It’s not me. I see…a fake. A doll.”

And then Bruce’s hands fall gently on her shoulders. He pulls Cass close, turning her so that she can’t see the mirror and her forehead leans against his chest. “You’ve worn makeup before,” Bruce says quietly. “Is there something different this time?”

Cass has let Dick paint her nails and Tim put blush on her cheeks and Steph do fancy eyeliner. But the scars were always still there. The past was always still there. “No scars,” Cass whispers. “She’s just blank.”

Bruce’s arms are warm around her back. Cass thinks she’s crying. The tears drip down her cheeks. The black eyelash paint is running. The makeup is turning to water. Cass is ruining everything. “We’ll do the makeup again,” Bruce says. “But lighter, and without the concealer. You’ll still see the scars.”

Cass shakes her head into Bruce’s shirt. She needs to look perfect for the stage. So her scars don’t distract the audience. So she becomes the perfect tool. So her body is not her own.

(Cass doesn’t know how to move if her body is not her own.)

“Ballerinas—” Cass practiced that word, over and over, so her lips could form it as easily as ‘yes’ or ‘no’ or ‘love.’ “Ballerinas have to be perfect.”

“Cass…This is a community group. It’s not a professional performance, they’re not paying you. You’re doing this for you and you’ll look how you want to look. And…” Bruce’s hand runs through Cass’s short hair. She can’t help but smile in spite of herself. “Anyone who says any different will have to deal with me, okay?”

“Yes,” Cass says.

So, she wipes the makeup off her face, and this time, she and Bruce do it together. She evens out the colors, hides a little spot of acne, adds in the contours and highlights to her face. But the scars stand out, raised and bright. They will shine in the stage lights. Cass can’t bring herself to hate them.

She goes back to her room and puts on her lavender bodice, and long, fuzzy socks, leaving the rest of the costume for backstage. “Ready, Miss Cassandra?” Alfred asks by the front door. The others will be there at the performance, but Cass has to be there early.

“Yes.” Cass smiles.

***

On stage, Cass dips and twirls and bends. Her body moves with her mind, and her mind moves with her body. The audience is dark. The stage is lit. Cass’s family is there watching her, but she dances for herself. Glissade. Relevé. Pirouette. Then arabesque—

Arms spread gracefully. A bird taking flight.

[unknowinglymystery]

The Bat family are the ruler of the furries

The furry people are ruled by furry monarchy aka the Bat family

Bruce is king of the furries with an furry army of birds and bats

Batman the king 👑 of the furries with his own furry army of birds and bats

All hail his majesty the king Batman of the furries and his army of birds and bats may he lead us to victory

His on again- off again girlfriend Selina Kyle

catwoman Duchess of East of furries and hopefully future Queen Consort of the furries

All hail her grace duchess Catwoman of the East my she marry the king and stop her crimes

His heir Richard Grayson

Nightwing heir and crown prince of the furrie

all hail his royal highness crown prince Nightwing heir to the throne of the furries may his future reign bring us a golden age

His second son Jason Todd

Redhood second prince of furries , Duke of crime alley and a hunter

All hail his grace Duke Redhood of Crime alley make sure not to do a crime in his eyes or you might not live to see another day or mess with his land

His third son Tim Drake

Red Robin third prince of the furries and certified stalker

All hail his royal highness prince Red Robin of furries and make sure to beware to catch his eye unless you want to be stalked by him

His fourth son Duke Thomas

Signal fourth prince of the furries and nightlight

All hail his royal highness Prince Signal of the furries and the shining light that lights our way in the darkness of the night

His fifth son Damian Wayne

Robin fifth prince of furries, the only blood son of Batman and future doctor

All hail his royal Highness prince Robin of the furries , blood son of the king and future doctor to heal all our wounds and help this kingdom

His legal daughter Cassandra Cain

Orphan first and only legal princess of the furries and a ninja ballerina

All hail her royal highness princess Orphan of the furries and may her skills defend the innocent and give us the beauty and confidence of her dancing

His emotional adopted daughter Stephanie Brown

Spoiler second princess of the furries and prankster

All hail her royal highness princess Spoiler of the furries beware her tricks

[crazycatgirl420]

Just A Game DpxDc Prompt(?)

Danny/Steph pair 'cause i saw a cute fic and couldn't stop thinking about them. Then i read a dating sim comic and wondered about Danny in a Gotham themed Dating Sim.

Danny gets stuck in a Gothic Horror Dating Sim.

Gotham City has

The Detective Billionaire, Bruce Wayne, who you go to as you help solve the murder mystery.

Then the romance characters

Richard Grayson, Gymnest

Jason Tood, Crime Lord

Timothy Drake, Teenage Genuis

Cassandra Wayne, Ballerina Daughter of Bruce

Damian Wayne, Eco-Activist Son of Bruce

And the Villainess in the way of the Romance, Stephine Tim & Cass' Ex-Girlfriend, who just might be the serial killer.

Danny must navigate the murder mystery of the game setting while managing the romance route to win and escape the Game, except he's falling in love with Stephine the Game's Villainess, and is certian she's being framed.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

A Ballet Bat

by Ad0626 Cassandra is getting ready for a big recital when things go haywire. With a family argument and a pick me up from her not-so-little little sibling, she eventually gets there. Words: 1597, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Batgirl (Comics) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen Characters: Cassandra Cain, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake (DCU), Dick Grayson, Reader, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne Relationships: Cassandra Cain & Bruce Wayne, Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Cassandra Cain & Reader Additional Tags: Ballet, Cassandra Cain-centric, Ballerina Cassandra Cain, Batfamily is a Mess (DCU) via https://ift.tt/vkSZK1F

[worldyea]

back at it again but with dc this time

Bruce Wayne - noivern, gliscor, bats stuff. Cubone maybe

Nightwing - Lucario (colors..), Pyroar and Primarina because circus animals. I think a pancham would fit his personality

Selina Kyle - any cat pokemon, but Liepard would be most fitting. Sneaky cat that steals stuff

Cassandra Caine - Kirlia bc ballerina pokemon, Xatu because of her "move prediction" analysis and Xatu being able to see the past and future OR espeon for the same reasons but kitty

Booster Gold - Rotom like Skeets, Serperior (knows the moves protect, light screen, and reflect which are all protection moves like his force field), Arcanine for not particular reason other than I think he deserves big doggy

Jason Todd - Tyrunt (fossil, coming back from the dead + violent/temperment) . Absol (protector + misunderstood), a luxray bc the idea of a luxray with the same white streak as him is so cute to me idkk

Damian Wayne - all of them. He wants all of the pokemon.

Joker - I can't see him with any companion pokemon but maybe gengar. Big smile + likes tormenting people

Clark Kent - Palafin because superhero pokemon, Clefable because compassionate alien that fell to earth. I don't think he'd really have a specifc team tbh I think he's just like a Disney princess where they all just kind of gather around him

The Kent's would definetly have a arboliva (plant pokemon) + Dachsbun (like wheat... what they grow....)

The flash - scolipede (high speed Stat + speedboost. Also because i like scolipede). Jolteon maybeee?

Hal Jordan- shiny Chinchou (green... a lantern pokemon...), Reuinclus because Psychic and Green

Conner Kent - ivysaur/charizard/blastoise like the cloned pokemon in the pokemon movie.

Kara - beedrill line. Weedle (pre crisis, brave, baby evo) --> Kakuna (trapped in kyptonite/phantom zone) --> beedrill (free, aggressive/angry, mellows out)

Black canary - Braviary. bird that screams. Corviknight also

does anyone want to hear my invincible pokemon headcan[car explodes in the distance]

[22wallfleur]

I’ve discovered that i REALLYYYY enjoy drawing cassieee! This time I explore cass but it’s her at the end of her idk ballerina recital or smn idk

[chaoticoconut]

BARBARA GORDON HEADCANONS THAT MAKE ME SWOON!!

(and so can you!! alfkvoekfndnej does anyone get that reference anyhoo)

I couldn't NOT post these idk I was showering and then I was hit with a mf tornado of hcs about my favorite gal and I figured I'd share :))))

Barbara and Tim are actually the most potty mouthed members of the batfam, excluding Kate. Jason is close, but only when he's upset (which probably seems trivial bc he's yk always upset but I hc him a pretty chill if not bitter and snarky guy). Tim cusses more when he's tired, but he consciously tries to bite his tongue. Barbara has no remorse and cusses very casually and openly, because she sees no point in abstaining. It releases endorphins guys. Duh. She uses those ridiculous "holy heck Batman!" lines as Batgirl unless she's genuinely thrown off her game. She limits her cussing a lot as Oracle bc she's not one to offend people, and you never know. It's most definitely a civilian thing for her, and anyone who knows Babs knows she's a fucking sailor.

Her favorite food of all time is pizza. Her dream house has a brick pizza oven. She has a food blog with every pizzeria in the greater Gotham area ranked from best to worst. Her favorite of all time is the Gotham Pizza Garden, which is located in Old Gotham near the police station. Technically it's the second best pizza in Gotham, second to Gargoyle Pie Company, which is renowned for being the epitome of Gotham-style pizza and is always busy. She has a lot of memories of GPG though, and loves both pies. GPG also has an incredible Chicago style pizza, which is her second favorite type of pizza. She does however believe Gotham style is superior and thinks less of Dick for disagreeing (@blanddcheadcanons tie-in heyo!!) Very few things make Babs as happy as gourmet pizza.

She grew up watching Teenage Mutant Turtles, Powerpuff Girls, and Star Trek. They all hold a very special place in her heart. There is totally a connection between her love of pizza and TMNT and turtles and mixed martial arts. She once got the boys to go as the turtles for Halloween, with her crushing it as April.

Speaking of turtles, she's had a pet turtle named after icon Nichelle Nichols since high school. Yes, she does call her Shelly. Yes it's cliche. No she does not care. She also has a calico cat named Cornflake that Dick gave her as a birthday present. She doesn't have pet dogs until she and Dick finally settle down. She never had them growing up because her father is allergic and her mother was a devout cat lady. She's not really sure why she never got any on her own, she's just more familiar with cats. After her mom passed away, she did get a bunch of bunnies whom she and JJ named after their favorite horror movie monsters and serial killers.

She loves slasher flicks. It's a family thing. JJ was creepy about it, Jim loves the thrill, Babs loves the mythos, and her mom was never really afraid of anything and found them funny.

She inherited her mother's love for baking. She left her her cookbook, which contains an amazing mixed berry pie recipe. Her pie baking abilities rival Alfred's. She even begins to branch out with her recipes and experiment with all sorts of fillings and even cake-pies (fanfic au tie-in heyo). Everybody loves a Barbara baked good. She knows everyone's faves and literally crushes holiday season. Dick is all about the og mixed berry pie, whereas Jay, who loves lemon everything (hc I saw awhile ago that I just love) prefers either a lemon meringue or a raspberry lemon. Tim is all about strawberry open face while Steph prefers cherry cheesecake or pecan pie. Cass and Bruce both love her cinnamon apple pie. Duke loves just about anything she bakes, but especially her more adventurous, contest winning pies like kiwi-blueberry-black cherry and other originals. Kate will die for Babs' cherry pie. Damian prefers blackberry or mixed like Dick. Alfred is a sweet potato pie kind of guy himself. There's a farmer's market in Blüdhaven her mother went with her to when she was a kid that Barbara still goes to get get all the fresh fruit.

Even better than Barbara or Alfred baking alone is them baking together. Roy Harper is also a pretty good baker. They all trade recipes with Martha Kent. M'gann brings wine to the manor and assembles them all for fun days of baking.

She's also totally the type of gal who made a shit ton of cupcakes when she ran for class prez and stayed I from Batgirl duties to finish them. Just saying.

She picks baking back up as Oracle but several hero emergencies lead her to burn perfectly good desserts.

She and Roy will always have puppy-love crushes on one another and be totally oblivious. They both did ballet as kids, love baking, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, shameless empty flirting, and tech. They're completely platonic and really great lifelong friends. They met at a Wayne gala as kids.

As if she wasn't already talented enough, she's completely ambidextrous. I'm jealous. Dick and Wally are left handed. Bruce is similarly ambi. Selina's a leftie. Maybe Alfred too.

She likes to enter contests and win for fun. She's a monster. Everything from baking to video games to weight lifting, she loves showing people up.

Dick, Babs, and Tim all snore atrociously loud. The batfam hates it. She's the quietest out of them all, but she's also a blanket hog. And a major cuddler.

Her favorite colors are grey and green. Purple does deserve an honorable mention however. Her apartment is a fair mix of green and grey decor and covered in books.

She was a total ballerina growing up, just like her mom wanted. That was until she discovered how kick ass martial arts were, and she got a little too jacked to continue with ballet as a formidable career option. Her next best option is becoming a cop at this point, but her father believes that not only would it be far too dangerous but a waste of her skills (like ballet cough cough). This upsets her so much she goes off and invents Batgirl, complete with a stole grappling gun from evidence.

In college she works as a barista and excels at it. Her dream is to open up a cafe/bakery/flower shop with Dinah some day. She wants to call her half Bean Me Up Scotty! (another hc I saw and fell in love with)

Babs is also a pretty good cook being that she became the family chef at a young age (Jim can barbeque and make spaghetti. That's literally it. Maybe some breakfast). Cooking lessons from Alfred certainly helped.

Her personality is so versatile. She can get along with pretty much anyone due to her wide range of interests and skills which is what makes Oracle so bad ass. She's also a Libra so she adapts fairly easily to any group without seeming fake.

She has a podcast where she rants about tech and feminism and politics and plays video games

She SO took Latin in high school and dominated competitions. She loves classical studies and is a dork for Greek and Roman mythology as well as linguistics. She has a pretty good grasp on all of the romance languages, and learns languages fairly quickly.

She always smells like mint and books. She has killer mint shampoo and conditioner, which is a Kean family thing (they just love the scent). She always smells refreshing.

She likes coffee but prefers tea always. She's like Ramona Flowers with tea

Her music taste is total 90s nostalgia (grunge, boybands, air pop, ska, hip hop) meets far too indie 4 u. Yes she's pretentious. Yes she loves chick rock and *NSYNC and Britney and Kurt Cobain and Biggie and deal with it. She also loves shit you've never even heard of. Was totally into the Gotham punk scene as a teen.

She collects vinyl and books and horror flicks ugh hipster queen

She loves spicy food and Dick cannot stand it. They both like sour candy though

If your Barbara Gordon didn't graduate high school at 16 she doesn't have rights

She was all of the Robin's first crush. Duh. Tim will always think she's the gold standard of women. He likes that she usually sticks up for him. He doesn't mind being seen as her male equivalent lmao

At some point Jay and Babs are roommates and it's literally the best I'll talk abt that later

Her type is guys with dark hair or blonde gals.