#dami bios

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

It’s not that Jason forgot, per se.

But between smuggling a toddler out of the League of Assassins, trekking halfway across the world, and finding a suitable hiding place that’s also child friendly… well, it kind of slipped his mind that he’s supposed to be… dead.

Something that comes back to bite him in the ass when he takes Dami out for some ice cream and just so happens to run into non other than Brucie-fucking-Wayne

[ggomos-maribat]

Escapism: Overshadowing and Intangibility

Part 6.1 of Heirs Apparent | AO3

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There was a time when Jason didn't believe in being saved. He knew himself what it was like to cling uselessly to hope, to wait for someone—anyone—to come to him at the right moment. He only believed in relying on himself, to wiggle out of a bad situation somehow until he could get away. Even now, he didn't want to stand still, despite the triplets fiercely battling each other. Yet he felt a sliver of helplessness, thinking that they wouldn't stand a chance against a horde of assassins.

Then amidst the inner and outer conflicts, he finally saw it: the true image of a savior.

By the name of Talia al Ghul.

"Hello, dears." She smiled. "Follow me, I'll lead you to the escape route."

Seeing Talia was . . . a breath of fresh air. During his time with her, Jason wouldn't have expected her to have children. But it wouldn't be surprising if she were protective of them.

"Why should we?" Dick asked warily.

She narrowed her eyes. "Because my children are risking their lives creating a distraction."

True enough, the three were still at each other's throats. When Jason took a look, he saw Danyal on top of Marinette with a knife, while the latter was aiming a rifle at him. But he caught the girl's feral grin when she aimed the gun not at her brother's head, but at the upper deck with the League elders in it.

"You gave them a signal," Tim concluded out loud, eyes wide.

Jason easily followed Talia when she plunged back in the darkness, with his brothers taking hesitant steps behind him. In that situation, there was no one else to trust but her. No, Jason was confident that she would lead them to safety. She guided them back through the winding paths, where there was a trail of knocked-out assassins.

"So . . ." Jason trailed off. "The triplets, huh?"

"Which one have you met?"

"Marinette."

Jason stared at the back of her head. He wished he could see the kind of expression she was making.

"My precious girl," said Talia, "I thought it was better to hide them away."

"I think it was better that way, too."

She only nodded at that. She must've sacrificed a lot . . . Jason thought, to keep her children alive. He hadn't known Marinette (or Danyal) before that time, and she barely talked about her mother. But he saw Talia in her, more than just from her looks. Her snappy remarks were all Talia. Her sharp gaze was all Talia. Her fighting style was similar to the one Talia had taught him.

Hell, even Damian had resembled Talia more than Bruce. And that boy spoke about his mother with pride albeit only on occasion.

They reached the bottom of a staircase when another set of footsteps echoed on the stone walls. Then, a voice rang out from a passage to their right. "Umi!"

Marinette fell into Talia's embrace, head buried on her mother's shoulder. Jason gave some distance for the sake of their reunion, seeing how Marinette appeared so vulnerable.

Talia placed her hands on Marinette's shoulders after they parted. "Listen, my love, I can't be with you the whole way."

"What?"

The woman looked at the path where Marinette came from. "I have to settle things with the opposing faction. But you must escape quickly." 

"But . . . but Damian and Danyal haven't seen you yet."

"I'm sorry, Habibti."

Jason could tell Marinette wanted to hold her back, but Talia headed towards the other way in the blink of an eye. He could see that Marinette was about to follow but he stepped forward to stop her.

"She wants you to get out of here," Jason told her firmly. "You know her. She'll be fine."

Although the tension hadn't left her fists and she still seemed distracted, Marinette stopped herself and continued along the main passageway.

"We haven't seen her in so long," she mumbled, but then shook her head and faced the three of them. "That reminds me, you at least need something to defend yourselves with."

Immediately, she started removing all kinds of weapons on her person (Jason didn't even know how she was able to carry all of it). Tim gaped at her. "How many weapons did you take?"

"Enough."

She tossed a pair of Escrima sticks to Dick, a retractable staff for Tim, and a pair of handguns and small blades to Jason. Jason noticed she kept a small gun and a knife for herself as well. He was reminded of some rumors during his time in the League: there was once an assassin skilled in handling guns, perhaps the best the League had ever seen. Now that he thought about it, no one ever specified that it was a man.

"Where's Damian and Danyal?" Dick asked.

"The separate gates we went into never lead to connecting paths until the exit. An assassin under Mother's faction told us," Marinette relayed. "It got messy in the arena, but we decided to split up so we could rescue the hostages."

"But why return to the same gate?"

She shrugged. "Caught up in the moment. We didn't notice which gate was which so I guess I'm back here with you. If Mother's plans are going well, the others should be on their way out as well."

Easier said than done, thought Jason. There were rumbles heard from afar, scuffles that could only be the clashing of both League factions.

Marinette glanced behind them. "There are assassins following. Let's hurry."

The dark path seemed unending but they picked up their paces, going straight. Footsteps began to sound out louder—Jason knew they'd have to fight back.

The girl in front of them gasped. "A dead end?"

Before Jason could move, Marinette turned back, pushing past them. "I can hold them back."

"There's too many. We'll help," Dick offered.

"No. As soon as they're caught off guard, go and find another path to the exit."

"We're not letting you handle all of them on your own," Jason insisted, "You'll definitely die. It's not fun dying."

She scoffed. "I've died thirty-six times, Jason. You're not special."

". . . What?"

Gunshots rang out of the blue as Marinette wounded the assassins one by one with a careful aim. Yeah, there's no way in hell we're leaving her here, Jason decided. He lunged for an attack, facing their assailants head on and using his knife on them. His brothers followed suit, much to Marinette's voiced protest.

Suddenly, an assassin stopped on his own, pausing as if paralyzed and suddenly banged his head on the wall to drop down unconscious. Others mimicked the same movement though doing so one by one.

"What the fuck?" Jason heard Tim whisper under his breath.

"Danny?" Marinette lowered her gun.

"Oh you rang?" The voice of a child echoed in the tunnel just as the last body dropped. "Wait, you mean Danny with a 'y'?"

As if the day couldn't get stranger, a little girl materialized in front of them from a wisp of . . . something otherworldly, yet strangely familiar to Jason. The only way he could describe her is that she looked like a younger version of Marinette.

"Ellie," Marinette blinked in surprise. "You're Ellie, aren't you?"

The girl, 'Ellie', crossed her arms while looking at Marinette. "How do you know my name? How do you know my brother?"

"Because he's my brother, too."

What? Jason's head was spinning.

"Danny doesn't have other siblings," Ellie narrowed her eyes.

"That you know of," Marinette said, "For now, you just have to trust us, okay? We have to get out of here."

"But Danny and Jazz—"

"Should also be on their way out," Marinette cut her off. "Do you know how to get out of here? Did you come here alone?"

The little girl grimaced, "Ehm, technically Sam and Tuck are with me but I just got ahead of them. Oh! But I met Batman and these two cool heroes on the way here. We split up after we connected comms but I lost the signal."

"Batman? You met Batman?" Dick repeated.

"Uh, yeah the old man."

"The two heroes, who were they?" Marinette's face twisted into a frown.

"Viperion and Ryuko!" Ellie's blue eyes practically glittered. "They were really cool. I want to be like them."

When Jason looked at Marinette, her face was unreadable. On top of that, Jason didn't expect Bruce to actually come to the base on his own without backup.

"Are we not going to talk about how you two look alike?" Tim chimed in. "And what the fuck just happened? Did those assassins just . . . die?"

"Oh yeah, we do look alike." Ellie's eyebrows raised, like she had just realized it.

"Um, hello?" Tim poked an unconscious assassin with his foot. "Are they dead?"

"I overshadowed them."

"Over-what?"

Meanwhile, Marinette sighed and rubbed her head. "It's a long story but not my story to tell. We should focus on getting out of here. Ellie, do you know the way out?"

"It's over there." Ellie gestured towards the supposed dead end. "That wall actually opens up."

The child glides past them and disappears into the wall. Jason had to do a double take. A few seconds later, the wall makes a rumble and a portion of it slides to the right to reveal a narrow opening.

"Um, again, what the fuck," Tim stared at the new pathway in astonishment.

Marinette's shoulders visibly sagged in relief. "Thanks, Ellie. We have to hurry; more assassins might be behind us."

----

Danny was pretty sure the boom they just heard was an explosion. He ran through the shaking tunnels, feeling the dust sprinkle on top of him. They want to stop our escape, he cursed inwardly, and also the other faction. Looking behind him, he could see the three Parisians running their breaths ragged.

He closed his fists. If things get worse, I might be forced to transform. Them too.

"Umm, does this count as an emergency to transform?!" Chloe shrieked after another cacophony of blasts reverberated.

"Save your transformations," Danny told them before Adrien could reply. "We don't have a way to recharge your kwamis if your timers run out. I'll protect you."

"Are you gonna enlighten us how?" Alix asked.

Danny was planning to make up a lame half-truthful explanation when they saw that their path was obstructed. Rubble covered up the entirety of the opening, creating a dead end in the small passage.

"Is there another way out?" Adrien breathed out.

No . . . we'd have to come back all the way where we came from. Danny clenched his jaw. Mother's attendant said this was our only path.

"I can transform and Cataclysm—"

"No." Danny made his voice firm. "We don't know the extent of its destruction. This whole tunnel might collapse . . . I have an idea."

He gulped down his uncertainties and turned around to face them. "Everyone hold hands. We're going through this."

Alix tilted her head. "What? Have you actually lost your mind?"

Danny held his hand out. "Just trust me on this, alright? It's the only way."

The other hesitantly formed a link: Alix at the rear, Chloe in front of her, then Adrien taking Danny's hand. The blonde boy seemed to recoil a little when he felt his skin. "Um . . . your hand's really cold."

Despite the situation, Danny chuckled. "So I've been told." He checked the path where they came from in case there were pursuers. "Listen . . . whatever you do, don't let go."

Chloe huffed. "That definitely doesn't sound ominous."

"Just relax. This'll be quick."

Tugging the group forwards, Danny turned intangible and passed it on to the rest. They swiftly walked through the rubble, reaching the other side of the blockage. Fortunately, the rest of the path seemed open.

"What the heck was that?!" Chloe gawked at their surroundings.

"You can let go now." Danny ran a hand through his hair. "It's a power of mine. It's hard to explain in detail right now but it has something to do with me being half-ghost."

"I'm sorry, half-ghost?" Adrien's eyes widened.

"This and that happened and now I'm half-dead," Danny smiled, looking at their different reactions. Adrien looked like he had just obtained a puzzle piece about an oddity. Alix was looking at her hands, muttering to herself. Chloe's expression said something like 'am I being ridiculed right now?'

"Don't think too much about it—"

Danny stopped, sensing a presence ahead of them. A presence nearing them. He moved forward, ready to shield the others if things turn south, then he saw who had just approached them.

"Damian?" A gravelly voice rang out.

Danny calmed his stance. "I'm not Damian."

Batman seemed to have reacted but he kept silent. Danny wished he could see behind the cowl. Sure, I wanted to meet him someday but Ancients, why now?!

"Huh, you are shorter than I expected, Mr. Batman sir." Danny gazed at the masked figure of his biological father.

"That's really Batman?!" Chloe whispered behind him.

"We're currently headed to the exit," Danny explained with a steady tone. "The others are separated but they should be on their way out too. I'm Danny and these are Adrien, Chloe, and Alix."

Batman, too, took on a more professional demeanor. "You match the description of the ones who went missing in the bus incident. But the ones I came here for—"

"I said they should be on their way out too, old man." Dami-akhi wasn't kidding when he said the old man was crazy stubborn. But then again, we all got it from him. "You're not getting through that rubble. It's blocked. So please escort us to the exit, 'kay?"

"How did you get through?" Batman pressed on.

". . . It's a secret." Danny put a finger to his lips. "Can we get a move on now? This place can go kaboom any second you know."

The vigilante finally relented, turning the other way to lead them along the path. Danny could hear the three conversing among themselves, debating why Batman would go through the effort of rescuing the Wayne children in a faraway location.

"Do you know an 'Ellie'?" Batman asked suddenly.

Danny stiffened for a moment. "Ellie? Ellie's here?"

"Yes, we met at the entrance and split up at a fork along with two other heroes, Ryuko and Viperion. I lost contact with them a while ago as well as the Batplane, which Samantha Manson and Tucker Foley are piloting."

This girl . . . He didn't expect her to actually get herself involved. And Tucker and Sam are here too?! A part of him wanted to tell off Batman for not stopping them, but he knew how persistent they were. Especially Ellie, who was an entire force to reckon with on her own.

Tucker and Sam are piloting the Batplane. Ancients, my friends are crazy.

"Shit. Ryuko and Viperion are here too?" Adrien caught up with Danny's pace.

"Parisian local heroes?" Batman asked.

Adrien held his tongue and looked away. Danny made a mental note to help steer the conversation away from the topic of Paris and Miraculi if anything came up.

"I have to ask you as well, Daniel, what your relation is to Damian Wayne and Marinette Dupain-Cheng?"

Wow, interrogation time already? Danny let out a scream of frustration in his head. Can we, like, escape from here first?

"It's just Danny." He kept his expression neutral. "And isn't it obvious, Batman? They're my siblings." 

[lesiyeonsposts]

[themyscirah]

Okay so basically the United States MINT of all people is going to be working with DC to make a line of coins! These coins sadly won't be in circulation (the things I would do to live in a world where I could get Batman coins from the supermarket) as they're collectors coins, but will be releasing over the course of the next 3 years, 2025-2027.

Designs haven't been released yet (the same is true for all 2025 designs) but we know there will be 9 coins in total (3 each year) with the first year featuring (of course!!!) Superman, Batman, and Wonder Woman.

Although we know the first three heroes to be featured, the remaining six have yet to be decided, and it turns out the Mint is putting out a survey on their site to gauge which of a group of culturally significant heroes people want to see most! (link to the form is mentioned in the article above)

The considered group includes: Supergirl, the Flash, Green Arrow, Black Canary, Captain Marvel, John Stewart GL, Aquaman, Hawkman, Jamie Reyes BB, Robin (Damian?), Cyborg, and Batgirl, of which 6 will be selected.

As someone who does a bit of coin collecting myself (mainly circulation coins like the quarters sets, but I also have a couple proof and collectors coins) I think this is a really cool and interesting idea that showcases the history of the comics medium and these characters and their influence on American culture. Really excited to wait and see what the designs look like for the coins already announced!

[finding-a-family]

may we have Dami’s bio?

Of course

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[kusatta]

" how is it you get into these situations so often, ahmya ?" / @sozokami.

[bruciemilf]

Jaime: I think it’s awesome that Bruce took you in. Adoption is one of the kindest and intentional acts of love there is.

Jason: Oh, he didn’t adopt me. I tried to rob him, hit him with a wrench, insult him, then he grabbed my hoodie and fed me bat burgers till I passed out.

Jaime: …Oh.

Tim: Yeah, I pretty much blackmailed my way into the family at first, but make no mistake; if Bruce didn’t want me here, he’d let me know. Just ask Dick.

Dick: Oh look, Tim inserting himself into a situation where he’s absolutely not relevant! Noticed my lack of surprise?

Damian: You people are utterly pathetic and making a mockery out of our family name. It’s a blessing I’m the only one who carries it.

Jaime: O-Oh, you’re a bio kid, Dami?

Damian: Ha! No. Baba gifts me a pony every month. I wasn’t planned, evidently.

[axetivev]

~ Warning : Batkids are reader's bio child!

Age : Dick : 10, Jason : 8, Tim : 6, Damian : 2 months (HELP)

Dick looking at Baby!Damian : Is it just me or his hair is odd?

Tim : From what I recall babies in Damian's age it's considered alright to cut their hair until bald because their hair would have remains when given birth. But it's optional to do so.

Jason holding scissors : How about we help Father and Papa?

A few hours later...

Dick : PAPA! LOOK, WE HELPED YOU CUTTING DAMI'S HAIR!!

Dick, Jason, and Tim then showed Baby!Damian that now bald, giggling. Papa!reader silently gasps.

Bruce who just woke up : What's with the noise—

Jason : Yo old man, look at Dami!

Bruce jaw dropped, then looked at papa!reader.

You : I—I WAS BUSY WITH MY DOCUMENTS ABOUT ARKHAM PATIENTS!

[korellation]

my dumbass was like "I wonder who Damian's father is" for such a long time and every once in a while I'd remember it was Bruce then forget

I thought dami's bio father was just. Gone. Asexual reproduction, maybe? I wondered why DC never mentioned him for the longest time

[lethologick]

Some Demon Bros ideas bc the idea of them being brothers is so funny to me:

- Imagine if part of the reason no one recognized Danny and Damien as twins is that Danny’s trans- Dami’s sister died/left the league etc. Danny doesn’t really look all that identical to Dami until he’s on T.

-Damien knows Danny’s alive, but promised to never tell Father because x. (Maybe Danny wanted to have a normal life, or maybe Talia implied that Danny being there would ruin Damien’s chance or that maybe Bruce wouldn’t want Danny, etc etc) And he still keeps in contact with him- but Bats starts to get suspicious

- funky au where Damien was raised with the Fentons instead of the league (maybe the Fentons are league defectors???) His personality and demeanor is still entirely the same and Bruce has no idea Damien has an alternate family in the Midwest.

- Dami and Danny aren’t bio brothers, but the Fentons acted as Damien’s cover family for a time, and No Of Course He did Not Get Attached, Mother, that’s Ridiculous

[devine-fem]

why don't you like jayjon? Genuinely asking btw and I'm neutral btw I don't really ship superheroes kids, so yeah

Alright, firstly I have always come across damijon shippers that ship them as kids because their purest connection peaked when they were young so you kind of permanently keep Jon and Damian as kid in your head because of what DC did to them.

We ship them in a ‘wholesome crush on your best friend, twisting inside you over time that you snub out till you reach your adulthood and have the maturity to deal with it’ type of way. The beauty of Damijon is not the fact that it’s Bat x Super. I honestly don’t care for this dynamic ergo not shipping superbat and not liking Timkon at all. The beauty of Damijon is that they could become something with a friendship to back it up, then continue to push each other’s characters forward while being in a relationship if the writer cared enough. It’s a plus that they care for each other so much and have the personalities to really balance each other out.

I enjoy ships like Daminika, Dami x Colin and other Jon ships as well. I just only post damijon and talk about them. It’s only Jonj*y I have issues with. It’s not about ‘getting in the way of my ship’ nothing can ever get in the way of me enjoying damijon and fandom is just gonna have to deal with that. We all come here for enjoyment because we should supposedly enjoy DC for DC and find community in that, enjoy our ideas and takes on it and one person is not going to perceive or enjoy something the same way but we are so damn MEAN to each other. Damijon gets a lot of heat, mostly because twitter damijon stans are annoying and horrible and damijon antis are just as bad.

So the problem I have with Jonj*y is just deep rooted.

Firstly, I hate the way it came about. The last thing Jon’s character needed was to be in a relationship period but then for it to be a queer relationship used as a tool to garner sales? There’s nothing in the world I dislike more than queer baiting. The last thing we needed from DC was to pull something like this and as a queer person it just really gets under my skin - as it should anyone, to be honest.

Even regardless of that Jonj*y is the relationship equivalent of stale bread. They have no chemistry, Jay has no character besides catoring to Jon’s sexuality, and even if they were to explore him there’s no point because objectively they’ve tarnished Jon Kent way too much to be wasting comic ink on Jay.

I don’t like aged up Jon Kent as a whole, it’s not like I want him to stay a kid forever - obviously not. The fun of a comic book character is their growth! Jon over time should have never been able to get to the age he is now when other comic book characters struggle to get near that age in decades. I MEAN HE’S NEARLY OLDER THAN KON RIGHT NOW. Bendis did what he did to Jon because he ain’t even like him.

There are real serious issues with Jon Kent’s age up than him getting with Damian. I know how to seperate my ship/fanon from canon. I can go on and on about the problems with it without mentioning Damian once.

I had to put “JonJ*y apologist DNI” in my bio because the stans kept coming to my page and spewing BS 24/7 so I thought it was my absolute right to make sure they knew this page was not for them.

If you enjoy the ship at all then you will not like me because I have almost every single active Jonj*y poster blocked because I have fought with them at least once because they wanted to be stupid and spew nonsense on Jon Kent when you can tell they haven’t read a damn comic besides SSOKE and it really shows.

If you enjoy it, just block me. It’s only a matter of time before we fight anyway, so don’t waste your breath because the whole time you could be trying to open your mouth, you could open a comic book instead, how about that?

Thanks for the asks though, LOL.

P.2

[ggomos-maribat]

Fight for the Throne: Obsession

Part 5.2 of Heirs Apparent | AO3

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CW: Blood, killing, violence, PTSD

When Danny was first discovering how his ghosts and the Ghost Zone worked, he wondered if the people he had killed ever turned to ghosts. On one end of his thoughts, he somewhat felt relieved that lives he cut too short could still be anchored to the Infinite Realms. On the other hand, he was worried if  any of his targets ever sought vengeance.  So when he was crowned king, he kept an eye out for familiar faces—so far, he encountered none from his past. Not even (Ancients forbid) Ra's al Ghul himself.

But he didn't necessarily remember all of his kills. Except for one.

The rain was pouring that night. The ground was reduced into sludges of mud, and lightning cackled every minute or so. Danny dragged himself down a steep incline, breathing hard as he pressed down on the gash on his shoulder. He had taken a bad hit from where he was stationed, but he was able to complete his kills once he disarmed his opponents.

He frantically scanned the area despite the darkness and raindrops veiling his sight. It was their first mission together, the three of them tasked to slay a handful of assassins who had broken away from the League. Unfortunately, their communicators had shut down an hour ago, so he was left to blindly look for his brother and sister.

Danny stumbled down the path, earning more cuts on his knees. He clenched his jaw, used his bloodied sword as leverage, and pulled himself to his feet. He needed to find them. He needed to make sure they were okay.

He suppressed a scream when his wound stung, drops lightly touching the torn skin. "You can't go back without them," he whispered to himself, "You can't go back yet."

Finally he reached the bottom of the terrain and found his siblings.

But with an assailant.

Marinette was down on the ground with head bleeding and her foot twisted at an odd angle, but she was trying to crawl her way to Damian. She was screaming something that Danny couldn't make out in the rain. Damian was locked underneath an assassin, open wound on his thigh and the side of his abdomen. His sword was on the ground out of his reach. The attacker was ready to swing his sword at the boy's throat—

Danny saw red. He ran and tackled the assassin, putting himself on top and began stabbing his chest with his katana. The movements of his arms were persistent, push pull push pull push pull—one of his gloved hands held his weapon by the blade while the other curled around the hilt. He cried out in anguish, how dare he hurt them—must protectprotectprotectPROTECT killkillkillkillkillKILL

"—nyal!"

His fingers wouldn't stop, his eyes remained on his victim's body as his vision blurred around the edges, and the movements became so familiar. Even as his chest heaved and his wound burned he could only think of one thing at that moment.

"Danyal!"

He drove his weapon again and again, never stopping, never pausing even once. Whoever hurt those he loved must suffer, must be punished—

"DANYAL!"

He halted, snapping out of his trance. Danny looked down to see the assassin motionless, blood splattered around the body and on himself. He choked and his eyes widened, seeing himself so stained red for the first time from a kill done by his own hands. He hadn't even noticed that the threat was dead.Turning around, he saw his brother and sister staring at him.

"That's enough, akhi," Marinette told him somberly.

Damian followed with his own monotonous voice. "We have everyone cleared out. We must return soon."

Danny couldn't say anything. He got up wordlessly, strapped his katana back on, and followed his siblings up the trail. Marinette hobbled on one foot, leaning against Damian for support while he followed close behind them, keeping an eye out for any more danger.

The memory was cruelly seared into Danny's head. On some nights, he could still feel his arms going up and down in a stabbing motion, reminding him of his origins. Such thoughts made him believe that he wasn't actually worthy of becoming King, despite the Ancients' constant speeches about fate.

---

Adrien didn't know what to make of the situation. He had already told Chloe and Alix to keep their kwamis hidden in case they were being watched. Fortunately, their kidnappers hadn't taken away their Miraculi. Unfortunately, not being able to transform left them too few options for escape.

"This humidity is not helping my hair," Chloe cried out for the umpteenth time, tugging at her blonde locks.

"I think we have more important problems than your hair," Alix deadpanned, leaning her cheek against her fist.

Chloe brought the back of her hands up to eye level as she pouted. "You're right, my nails chipped off too."

Meanwhile, Adrien slid his gaze over to the stranger who was in the cell with them. The boy, who looked about their age, had been in the same room when they had woken up. They hadn't spoken a word to him, and he hadn't looked their way either.

Adrien shifted, reaching over to tap Alix on the shoulder. He assumed the stranger didn't speak French, so he asked in their mother language, "Alix, do you . . . know anything about what's happening?"

Alix made a face that Adrien could only read as frustration. "Not yet grown Alix, remember?" She replied in the same hushed tone. "And no, she hasn't told me anything."

Chloe snorted and crossed her arms.

"But I think . . ." The red-haired girl took a deep breath. "I think if this is something that drastically changes the timeline, then she would've already interfered."

"So we'll make it out here alive at least," Chloe interpreted.

"This is something that's fated to happen," said Adrien. The stranger seemed to be looking at them. He froze. Does he understand us after all?

Adrien thought for a moment. There were temporary heroes in Paris who would take care of the city in their absence but if Luka and Kagami realized that they weren't communicating with them at all, they were bound to figure out that something was wrong. He swallowed, looking up at the miniscule window on the wall beside them. They could only hope to receive help.

He fiddled with his ring. If worse comes to worst, we might actually need to transform.

"Those people." Alix discreetly eyed the unknown boy. "How do you think Marinette knows them?"

"Mari was adopted, remember?" Chloe tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"But—but if she was in contact with people from her past, she would've told us, right?" Adrien's voice was weak. He always thought he knew his lady from front to back, never expecting buried secrets to come out from nowhere.

"Would she now?" Chloe mumbled.

The silence that hung in the air told them of the answer. Sure, Marinette had trusted them with her identity and her whole life even, but they knew she did keep things to herself if it could potentially hurt them.

"I remember when I first met her, she could get violent," Chloe recounted, looking down on her feet. "She was so guarded and so closed off."

Adrien himself recalled the time when they first revealed their identities. So this is what she was so afraid of, he thought, if we got too close to her . . .

Alix's brows knit together. "Does that mean those two guys are—"

"Her brothers," Chloe continued.

"Her brothers?!" Adrien gaped.

The blonde girl rolled her eyes. "Come on, isn't it obvious? They look alike. Pretty sure the other guy is Damian Wayne."

Adrien's eyes widened even more. No wonder he saw faces that looked familiar in that bus. "Like—like Bruce Wayne’s son Damian Wayne?"

Alix, too, had a look of utter disbelief. "You're saying Mari's biological brothers are Damian Wayne and . . ."

"Danny."

All three heads snapped up to the stranger. He took one look at them, grinned widely and continued in perfect French, "My name's Danny."

Adrien cleared his throat, feeling the color drain from his face. He switched to English, "Sorry, uhh, we didn't know . . ."

Danny waved his hand, "It's okay. Actually, my French is a little rusty." He chuckled. "Or so Marinette says."

Adrien stared at him, noticing for the first time how he resembled Marinette—Danny had the same blue eyes as him, the same glint hinting at trouble. But when his gaze strayed downwards, he saw the piece of cloth wrapped around his middle where Marinette had treated his wound.

"Are you okay?" It spilled out of his lips before he realized it.

Danny seemed confused for a second but then began to unwrap the makeshift bandage. "Oh this?" He lifted his shirt to reveal the cut. Dried bloodstains aside, the injury had healed completely, only appearing as a single reddish line on his skin.

"Good as new." Danny's tone of nonchalance worried Adrien a little.

Adrien swallowed. A gunshot wound shouldn't be able to heal as quickly. Now that he got a better look at Danny, he noticed how the boy's canines were a tad bit too sharp, and his ears were somewhat pointed. His blue eyes stood out against jet black hair but Adrien swore he saw it shimmer into a shade of green from time to time.

There was just something otherworldly about Danny.

"So you do know Marinette," Alix seemed to be scrutinizing him.

"Yes, I do. She is my sister." Danny nodded.

"Then do you also know what this place is and why we were taken?" Chloe questioned.

Danny drummed his fingers on his knee, as if contemplating. "You should probably hear it from Marinette, since it's her secret to tell. But I'll give you a rundown just so you're not in the dark."

"So we were born and raised in this . . . Organization, until we were about eight years old," Danny began, "It's called the League of Assassins, and it's the same one that captured us."

"League of Assassins," Chloe repeated, "Assassins. Like, killing people assassins?"

"Assassins in the literal sense." When Danny lifted his hand comb over his hair, Adrien caught a glimpse of the scars on his palm. "Our grandfather, Ra's al Ghul, was the head of the League. Now that he's gone, the members want an heir to take over the position. And as you should be able to tell, none of us want to do it so we were taken here by force."

Adrien felt his kwami shuffle around in his pocket.

Alix's eyes narrowed. "Ra's al Ghul. Why is that name so familiar?"

The corner of Danny's lips tugged upwards. "Oh you might know him because he once made a Wish."

It was coming back to Adrien now: one time he had asked Plagg if there ever was a time when a Wish was made, from combining the powers of the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculi. The tiny god told him about Ra's al Ghul, a madman who created pools of immortality and rage named the Lazarus Pits.

The same lightbulb seemed to have gone off in Alix's head. "That guy! Wait a minute . . . you know about the Wish?"

"I know about everything, yeah." Danny tapped the base of his ring finger while looking towards Adrien. "The three of us rarely keep secrets from each other."

Adrien's breath hitched. Not only did Marinette constantly talk to her biological family, but she saw them trustworthy enough to share the secrets of Paris, the Miraculi, and her guardianship.

And she kept it from them the whole time.

"But how come you ended up getting separated? How did you get out of this League of Assassins?" asked Alix.

"There was a coup against our grandfather and our mother decided to send us away to keep us safe. She said it was better we're separated in case any trouble follows us." Danny shrugged. "The rest was our choice. Damian went to our father, and Marinette and I were taken into foster homes."

No matter how bizarre that sounded, it made sense. It explained Marinette's behavior from the past as Chloe described. It explained how Adrien had a feeling that she was more lethal outside the suit, how one second she could go from smiles and 'clumsiness' to steel cold looks and defensive stances.

Adrien didn't know what to feel. Had she been deceiving them? He swallowed the lump in his throat, hearing her adamant voice declaring how she hated liars.

Danny seemed to be reading his mind.

"You're probably thinking she's not the person you thought she is, right?" 

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Jumping into the Rouges AU. I don't know the Arkham Series, but I know comics and I know BTAS.

I think Megatron should be Bane. Big burly villain who is also quite capable of playing politics. The man who broke Batman.

(Also, have you considered Optimus being the original Batman and Prowl being Damian!Batman?)

Bumblebee would be Nightwing. He's close to Prowl, one of Prowl's only friends in IDW. He's the friendly guy who reminds you what embodies the light of being a hero. He's now retired due to injuries.

It sounds like you already have someone in mind, but Overlord is Joker to me.

oooo Megs Bane... (I seriously need to relook up Bane stuff bc my current remaining impression of him is from the Arkham games and that terrifying boss fight in A.Origins lmao)

My current idea for Megs was as Ra's Al Ghul bc of his more leadership role as the League of Assassin's Head, general overall demeanor, world domination-esque motives, knowledge obtained through his "immortality", and wanting Batman to replace him as the leader to the LoA? (I could see Megs trying to pull Prowl over to his causes' side and failing) But perhaps you're correct, I'll have to relook at Bane's stuff to make a final conclusion :O (Actually now that I think about it, from what I recall of his Arkham bio, he was raised in a prison I'm pretty sure??? That could work pretty well hmm)

I'm also thinking of keeping Optimus as Commissioner Gordon, largely bc I feel like he'd fit the role best? I do know about the Dami!Batman comic runs tho

Bee as Nightwing tho oooo... I think ur bang on with that, I can definitely see Bee as Grayson

Joker I was originally going towards Overlord, however I thought it might be fun for Tarantulas to fill that role skkdf- Just bc I think he'd be real good at messing with Prowl's mind? Although I would still like to find Overlord a Batman counterpart

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Demon Spawns Part 2

Damian x Alien!Reader (established relationship)

Part 2 of Demon Spawns

You can’t stop thinking about Mar’i calling you sis. You decide to do something about it

A/N: Sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy this. Now I’m working on Version 2 and some other stuff. After having to write a part 2 V2 is only gonna be 1 part cuz I’m not doing this again

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings:Making out, angst

-sis?

-Sis?

-SIS??

- That’s all that’s been on your mind since your future kids incident

-In the shower

-Grocery shopping

-Work

-School

-Did Mar’I know something about your biological family that you didn’t?

-Maybe she just saw you as a older sister figure

-It made you really think about your bio family

-You absolutely adored you adopted family but you had that unexplainable need to find out about your roots, where you came from

-What better way that with a 23andMe DNA kit

-You bought the family tree version

-You didn’t really care what ethnicities you were probably mixed with

-You waited about a month for the results

-Checking your email on the hour after the sent an email saying they received your saliva

-Now you were at the manor, chilling in the common living room (they have like 7)

-It was you, Damian, Tim, Steph, Duke, and Cass

-Damian laid his head on your lap, while you playing with his hair, staring at the flat screen TV that played some action movie Duke and Steph picked

-That's when your phone vibrated

-It was an email from 23andMe

-You couldn’t believe it

-0 familial matched

-Not even a 6th cousin twice removed

-Nothing

-“I need to go to the bathroom.”

-You walked out of the living room quickly, making your way to Damian’s Room, locking yourself in his bathroom

-You walking to the sink, hands on the edge, looking at yourself through the mirror

-How?

-Was it an error?

-Were YOU an error?

-OMG

-WHAT IF YOU’RE AN AI OR ROBOT?

-WHAT IF…

-Knock knock

-“Beloved, are you ok?”

-It was your boyfriend

-“You’ve been gone for a long time”

-No you haven’t

-Once you and Damian really got comfortable with each other, he started clinging to you

-You couldn’t complain though

-You loved the attention and affection

-It took longer for Damian to open up to you, than you with him

-“I'm fine Dami.”

-You went to unlock the door

-As your hand went towards the door knob, Damian whipped the door open

-Honestly, you weren’t be surprised

-What else would you expect from a clingy ex assassin

-He takes a step closer to you, engulfing you into a hug

-You hug him back, face flushed against his chest

-“What's wrong? Did something happen?”

-He says, stroking your back gently

-You look up at him with teary eyes

-“I might have no family. Like at all.”

-Damian looked slightly confused

-“I took the 23andMe DNA kit for the family tree and I have zero results”

-“Oh habibti. You could’ve just asked me to help you.”

-Face still flushed against his chest, you respond

-“I know… I just thought maybe it was something I had to do on my own, you know.”

-Damian doesn’t respond

-He just continues stroking your back and places a kiss on the top of your head

-“Do you want to try the DNA sequence on the ‘BatComputer’ as you like to call it”

-“Yes please” You mumble in his chest

-You both just stand there, Damian’s arms wrapped around you

-“Can we do it at night when no one’s around. I don’t want them to know”

-“Of course Beloved”

-That night Damian was off from patrol

-Damian was already in the BatCave training

-You descended the stairs, but stopped when you noticed someone

-“Oh. Hey Dick. I thought you all left for patrol”

-“Hey Y/N. No, I took tonight off. Mar’i is having a sleepover with Lian so Kori and I are having a night in.”

-“Oh ok. Good night”

-“Good night”

-With that he walks up the stairs and leaves

-Damian was now sitting in the BatChair waiting for you

-You quickly walked to him, standing close to the chai

-“I already started the sequence on the ‘BatTablet’. It won’t be too long until we get the results”

-“So it runs my DNA against…?”

-“Every DNA system in the world. Police, hospitals and online DNA testing databases. I even included the Leagues.”

-You go to hug him

-Placing yourself on his lap, his hand immediately goes to your waist securing you on him lap

-You reach for his face, placing a hand gently on each cheek

-“You’re amazing and I love you”

-Damian leans closer to you, nose brushing against yours

-“Show me how much”

-You grin, close the gap between the two of you

-Damian slides the chair back as you move to straddle him, your arms wrapping around his neck

-Damian’s hand goes to the small of your back and the other at the top of your neck, bringing you as close as possible

-You open your mouth to try and take a breath

-Damian takes this as an opportunity to deepen the kiss with his tongue

- You moaned into the kiss, feeling Damian underneath you

-You both continue making out until you hear a ding

-You immediately tried to hop off Damian

-Key word tried

-He groaned as you broke the kiss

-‘Damn I should’ve turned off the notification ringer’ he thought

-“Damian I need to see the results”

-You twisted your body, still straddling Damian, trying to reach the BatTablet next the the keyboard, but Damian hugged you tightly

-You turned to face him and places a hand on each of his cheeks

-“Dami, I really need to see those results. I promise we can continue this later”

-He looked at and raised his eyebrows, holding out his pinkie finger to you

-“Pinkie promise”

-You taught Damian the concept of pinkie promises just before you starting dating

-Naturally, he thought that they were silly and childish

-But now, to him, they’re blood oaths

-“Pinkie promise”

-As soon as he let go of you you rushed to the BatTablet

-When you opened the results your face contorted into one of confusion and shock

-Damian just watched you from the BatChair, eyebrows now furrowed

-You kept scrolling

-Then you stopped

-Your mouth fell into a frown and tears welled in your eyes

-Damian took this as his sign to come up to you

-You handed him the BatTablet and ascended the stairs to the manor

-Damian quickly scummed the results as he tried to follow you

-Once he reached the foyer he saw you putting of you jacket and grabbing your keys

-“Where are you going?”

-“To get answers”

-Damian didn’t hesitate as he put on his jacket and grabbed your keys from your hands

-“I’m driving”

-The car ride was quiet

-Once Damian parked the car you both just sat there in silence

-Damian really wished he could read your mind at that moment

-To know what you were thing, what you were feeling

-He hated see you like this

-“What are you go-”

-Before we could finish you get out the car, strutting into the apartment complex

-Damian rushed out of the car to follow you

-Damian finally caught up to you

-You were standing in front of the apartment door

-You didn’t know how to feel

-You started banging on door with both fists

-You wanted to make sure that they heard you

-Suddenly the door was whipped open

-“Oh my gosh! What are you do-”

-Ignoring him, you push past him to see her come into the living room

-Looking confused, he turns to Damian

-Damian hands him the BatTablet

-She walks in from one of the bed room

-“Hey? What’s going on?”

-She clutched her robe, attempting to cover herself up more

-“How long have you known?”

-“What? What are you talking about?”

-She knew exactly what you were talking about

-She didn’t want to admit it, she couldn’t

-You turned and grabber the BatTablet from him, and force her to look at it

-She slowly takes it from your hand looking down at it

-“I didn’t want you to find out this way. I swear”

-“Oh really? Or did you not want me to find out at all?”

-She stayed silent

-You turned to him

-“Did you know too Dick?”

-He was silent too, guilty look in his eyes

-That’s all you needed to know

-You finally started to let the tears fall

-“I trusted you. I opened up to you. I told you how I felt abandoned by my birth parents and how I thought I wasn’t good enough for them. How if I was better maybe they wouldn’t have given me away. But all this time, you were right here. In the same state.”

-“N/N it’s not like that.”

-You couldn’t take it anymore

-She kept this huge secret from me

-“Don’t call me that. You’re my mother Kori.”

-You weren’t even mad, just sad

-Sad that she’s known for 3 years and didn’t say anything

-Sad that she never told you

-Sad that even when she knew, she never wanted to be your mother

-You didn’t understand one thing though

-“Why didn’t you tell me”

-You said in a hushed tone

-“I was. When I was able to confirm that you were really my daughter I was going to tell you. But then I saw you with your adoptive parents, and you looked so happy. I didn’t want to ruin that”

-She wasn’t entirely wrong, but it wasn’t enough for you

-“What kind of excuse is that? You thought I would be better off not knowing who my biological mother is. I even told you that I wanted to know, that I’ve tried doing research to find her”

-She was still silent

-“You sent your daughter away just to have another one”

-That broken Kor’i’s heart even more

-At this point both you and Kor’i were in tears

-You wiped your eyes trying to pull yourself together

-“I can’t do this. Let’s go Damian”

-Damian follows you as you storm out, leaving Kor’i broken and Dick to try and pick up the pieces

-After that night, you a would avoid Dick and Kor’i as much as possible

-It got so bad that you didn’t go to the manor for 3 weeks

-Much to your dismay, you were forced to see her, be in the same room as her

-Everyone sensed the tension between the two of you

-Mostly… ALL coming from you

-You were so furious with her

-Everyone was silent, waiting for the meeting to start

-That silence lasted until not other than Wally West spoke up

-”So I did the math…”

-You already knew what was coming

-You did the math too

-”Star, you had a baby at 15?”

-Sigh

-Of course

-”Tamaranean customs and way of life are different on earth than there. And time is different in space, Wallace.”

-You tuned everyone out as you looked out the window of the WatchTower

-You were situated far enough to hear everything,but far enough to be alone with your thoughts

-You were thinking about everything and nothing

-After you found out about Kor’i you felt so numb

-Could you do the same thing she did?

-Even though you knew your future kids for less than 12 hours, part of you broke when you had to see them go

-Did she feel the same way when she has to let you go?

-It must’ve

-It had to

-She had to

-You were started by a hand on your shoulder

-“You should talk to her”

-You knew he knew what you were thinking about

-“You don't want to?”

-It’s not that you didn’t want to, you couldn’t

-“Exactly”

-He turned you to look at him

-He just looked at you

-Giving you the look you can so easily recognize

-‘You know what you have to do’

-Damn him

-You sighed, dropping your shoulders

-You dropped your head into his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist

-He just hugged you back

-After a few moments you released him

-“I have to talk to Kent about something”

-You nodded at he walked away, making his way towards Jon

-You turned your head to look out the WatchTower, crossing your arms

-You just had to ask her if it hurt and that’s it

-Right?

-Walked toward Kori, grabbing her wrist, pulling her into an empty room

-“Did it hurt?”

-“I’m sorry what?”

-“Did it hurt, when you have to send me away?”

-Kor’i sighed

-“Of course it did. It hurt more than being experimented on”

-You were satisfied with that answer, but it you didn’t let it show

-“Well then… ”

-You shifted your weight on your heels

-“I’m willing to possibly have a relationship with you”

-She smiled and hugged you tightly

-She released you after a few seconds hands on your arms

-“This makes me the most happy”

-You nod with a small smile

-“Let’s return to the others”

-Once to two of you joined the others, the meeting was just starting

-Bat man spoke first

-“We are about to face a possible new threat”

-A cryptic message appears on the board

-“We’ve ran it through every language on our database and zero result”

-Studying to message further you realized it’s not alien language

-“It’s code”

-Batman turned to you as you spoke

-“It’s a code I made when I was like 10. But I haven’t used it since I was like 15/16”

-Wally sped to you, wrapping his arms around your shoulder

-“You’re an alien princess with your own secret language”

-He chuckles

-“What else don’t we know about you, N/N. What-”

-Before he could finish Damian pulls him off you by his collar

-“Get your leprechaun in check Grayson before I do it myself”

-Oh when he threatens people for you 😍

-Wally releases himself from Damian’s hold

-“Who are you calling leprechaun, midget”

-“I’m taller than you West”

-You and Artemis shared of look

-If y’all didn’t stop this disagreement now, someone, Wally, would get hurt

-A bright orange light flashed in the center of the conference room

-Everyone immediately prepared to attack

-You didn’t

-The light felt warm, familiar

-“WAIT! Don’t do anything” you yelled

-Once the light disappeared, a guy was there

-He looked about 18 or 19

-His skin matched yours and his hair was like Damian’s

-He had the most beautiful shade of green eyes like Damian’s but the warmth of yours

-You go to hug him

-“Hi Sunny”

-He smiles as he hugs you back

-“Hi Mom. Did you get my message”

-OOOHHH

-Of course

-“Yes. You almost gave your grandfather a heart attack”

-Clark giggled

-Sunny turned to look at his father

-“Hi Dad”

-Damian just nodded, not knowing what to say

-Sunny smiled

-He knew his father might’ve acted like this

-Your son from the future just appeared

-How is Damian the one internally freaking out while you’re so calm?

-“What’s going on? Why are you here?”

-Sunny turned to look at you

-“We need your help mom”

-Sunny looked serious

-Oh no

OMG THIS TOOK FOREVER. But that's my fault hehe Plz let me know how you feel about this. I appreciate ANY type of criticism. I NEED IT TO GET BETTER.

I lowkey forgot about this lolz but I got it done

[ghost-bxrd]

I read this really great fic about Damian being Jason’s bio son and there is evil Talia and Tim has…issues and isn’t written as exactly the best person in the fic but the relationship between Damian and Jason is very interesting and loving, though one sided for a bit

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41062515/chapters/102918537

you’ve made a few Jason raises Damian prompts so I hope you might enjoy this one!

Thank you so much for this rec! I can’t read some of it cuz of triggers, but from what I can (and have) read until now Jason and Dami’s relationship is set up so nicely I love it a lot! Yeah, Tim is… something alright. I generally prefer him a little less, assholish? (Is that a word lol) But the author really did a great job keeping with their characterization and making everything click into place and it’s a great read, definitely recommend giving this fic a try if you think the premise is interesting 💚💚💚💚

[aingeal98]

Batfam arcane au. Steph is Vi Cass is Caitlyn Dick is Jayce Babs is Viktor and Damian blows up the council including Bruce, who he never finds out is his bio dad.

To get the Steph and Dami siblings you have to smash their families together so Crystal as Felicia, Talia as Vander, and either Ras or Cluemaster as Silco. Isha can be Helena Kyle for maximum Damian sibling angst.