#dc’s & cats and dogs

[timothvy]

dog walkers needed 🐶

[demonic0angel]

More Pet AU (click for clarity)

Or what if the Phantom siblings were cursed into pets and the Batkids found them.

Jazz is a borzoi/Russian wolfhound, Dan is a Turkish boz shepherd, Danny is a Turkish angora, and Dani is a calico cat. When the Dannies transform, Dan’s colors get inverted, Danny is a tuxedo cat, and Dani’s fur turns full black.

Inspiration:

[heylosers06]

The best thing I’ve ever done ngl it’s so funny

I totally need to draw wiggles next

[trying-out-stuff]

Big spoilers for the superpets special for Damian's pets but Wiggles, Goliath, Bat-cow, Titus, Alfred and Jerry are back in main canon !

But also omg they felt abandoned by Damian because he put them (or more precisely Bruce) in a refuge (that they both trusted to take care of them) that sold them to a biotech company while damian had his year off out of Gotham ...

I can't, they mean so much to me and to Damian, I hope we see them in PKJ upcoming batman and robin run because I can not take anymore no mention of them at allllll.

[jesncin]

Another DC Gotcha for Gaza prompt: "Damian with one of his pets" so I picked Goliath! Thank you @bbbbbbbbatman for donating! (Donations and requests are now closed) I love tiny boy and his giant hell creature pet.

[ninalinovna]

Here's my contribution to THE R STANDS FOR REDEMPTION: A DAMIAN WAYNE ZINE! All proceeds from this zine will be donated to CAN DO CANINES an organization that partners service dogs with individuals with disabilities. 💚

🦇 LEFTOVER SALES ARE OPEN NOW 🦇

Learn more @damianwaynezine!

[spicy-apple-pie]

You can’t tell me that Damian hasn’t trained Titus to use those buttons that talk. Like he has, Treats, Walk, Play, etc. nothing like too abstract. And eventually Alfred the cat catches on and they don’t realize it until in the middle of the night he’s spamming the treat button over and over.

They’ll give him treats but he’ll just go right back to spamming. And eventually they have to put the button away, but then he’ll spam the other buttons.

They decide that it’s probably best that they retire the buttons :(

[robinsleeping]

You don’t need context.

[byghostface]

Right by his side, asleep, heal and grow in this unforgettable refuge of Gotham, here together... where they belong.

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Day 1: Pets (old,new)

For Damian week 2024 on Twitter(X)

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Day1．Day2

[sreppub]

reverse robins AU damian 2am thoughts

compared to canon he’s a little younger, a little more wide-eyed, and a little less intimidated, without any siblings to make him doubt his place in the family. bruce is a little naive and doesn’t have back problems yet. mostly i just want bruce and damian to be adorably in-sync by the time the rest of the little bats come flying in.

[superbat-love]

Wonder Woman: Wouldn't it be nice if we could have pets aboard the Watchtower?

Martian Manhunter: We already have 2 dogs and 2 cats.

Wonder Woman: We do?

Martian Manhunter: Yes, we have 2 cats here [gestures at Batman and Green Lantern hissing at each other] and 1 dog there… [gestures towards the door]

The Flash bursts into the room, yelling about a missing coffee mug. He zips around briefly in search of it before dashing off again. Green Lantern huffs and stomps off to one corner, sweeping papers and pens off the table before lying down on it. Meanwhile, Batman stomps off to the other side where Superman is napping, climbing over him to reach a folder tucked behind a monitor.

Wonder Woman: I see. What about the other dog?

Martian Manhunter: [points to Superman]

Superman instinctively hugs Batman, only to receive an elbow jab in return. He wakes up and glances around in confusion. Catching Batman’s glare, Superman lies back down and closes his eyes, drifting back to sleep.

[incorrectbatfam]

Bat-Cow: Where are Ace, Titus, and Haley?

Alfred the cat: They’re playing hide-and-seek.

Bat-Cow: Where?

Alfred the cat: I don’t think you get how this game works.

[demonic0angel]

Danny would fail the wall test 😔 (click for clarity)

[aangelinakii]

CAT SCRATCH.

— nothing but a flesh wound.

summary : you're stitching up your best friend. just for continuity sakes', i'll repeat that you're best friends.

note : part three in the "cats and dogs" series that no one asked for but everyone seems to be enjoyîg !!! really trying to keep with the animal theme 😭😭

this wasn't the first time jason had sat before you, shirt and jacket and guns discarded to the side. but, god, it's not what you think!

his torso was bare, but battered up, and you could care less about the view; today, you were playing doctor, preparing to perform surgery (put a plaster) on some very fatal wounds (a few bleeding cuts).

"you're really stupid, you know that?" you scoffed at him as you rummaged around on the sterile metal tray beside you for the correct equipment. "like, really, there was no need for you to run in the way of gunfire."

from further above, from his perch upon the medical bed in the batcave's infirmary, jason shook his head, sighing. "there was a cat in the road." he spoke as if it were a passage of the bible — thou shalt not allow the death of a felin upon thy hands.

dousing a cotton ball in antiseptic fluid, you gave an obvious roll of your eyes. "so you decided to risk you life?" tucking your swivel chair further between jason's legs, you gave a sigh, this time more playful, a smile upon your lips. "what am i going to do with you?" and you caught his eye, your smile contageous.

"probably what you always do," jason chirped back, looking down at you in a way that helped him ignore the throb of shrapnel embedded in his skin. he'd only been nicked a few times, luckily.

"and what's that?" you hummed in return, leaning into his torso to dab at a raging entry wound just missing his abdomen. his skin tensed beneath your touch, but he willed himself to relax. it was you, after all. you could never hurt him, even if you shoved him to the ground and kicked dirt in his eyes.

one of his hands absently came up to your ear, rough fingertips carefully tracing the soft skin of the shell. casual intimacy wasn't unheard of between you, so much so that you were constantly accused of dating, being so bad at hiding it this whole time that it was a miracle neither of you had been sent to jail for lying so poorly to a police officer at least once; that you both have done many-a-times.

the words brushed past his cracked lips like a prayer, but their effect on you was unobvious.

"forgive me."

and, that, you always did.

regardless of how true it was or wasn't, you sent him a glare that failed to meet your lips — a smile upon them, instead — as you moved further up to disinfect a wound just beneath one of his pecs, which were already scarred up and burned.

a comfortable silence consumed the air between you, with your attention focused on picking up the blood from his wound with a clean cotton bud, and his on the shape of your head from this angle.

you'd patched him up many times now, it was like second nature, but with the way your hand lingered on the cold skin of his bare waist to ensure precision, jason could begin to feel himself heat up.

but his temperature regulated again as soon as you pulled away, tossing the last dirty bud in the bin by your feet.

you sprayed your hands with antiseptic once again as you pulled away from his form, wheels of your chair squirming against the ground.

"okay," you quietly began, ripping open a clean pair of tweezers. "i'm going to start taking out the shrapnel. are you okay with that?"

from his perch, jason let out a chuckle, eyes twinkling down at you when you glanced over at him.

"what's so funny?"

jason's half-crescent eyes watched you as you slid back closer to him. "it's just that you say that every time," he laughed, one of those genuine smiles growing on his face; only a smile you saw, and if anyone else ever saw it, it was only ever directed at you. "even though the answer is always yes."

despite thumping a little in your chest, you gave a dismissive shake of your head, smile ever-present around him. "i don't see what's funny about that. consent isn't a laughing matter."

your elbow brushed against the tactical material on the top of his thigh as you positioned yourself to reach that lower entry wound, and jason brought his hand up to place carefully upon the side of your head.

normal friend interactions.

"not saying it is," he breathed, just so below his breath, which brushed against your forehead. "i just like that you care enough to ask." fingers circled careful patterns against your scalp, and your not too sure how you managed to maintain concentration. "if it was alfred, or bruce, or dick, they'd just go for it, because they know i'm okay with it. and i know you know i am, too, but you care enough to ask."

the metal tips of the tweezer latched on to a chunk of shattered bullet, and you carefully inched it out of jason's skin, the area around the entry beginning to calm to a pink as opposed to the previous red.

you leaned back to plop it in the container you'd laid out on the tray, and glanced up at him, his hand retracting from your head and laying upon his lap.

"you're my best friend, jason," you stated, although you couldn't hide the vulnerability in your tone fast enough. "when i'm with you, you're my priority, whether you've been stupid enough to purposely get shot, or not."

and you wheeled yourself back in between his legs, ready to dive in to retrieve another bullet from his skin.

[camo-wolf]

THEY ARE ALL BACK?!

[jaythes1mp]

HI!! HOW ARE YOU?! I HOPE YOU ARE WELL!!

Okay so this idea came to me when I was making breakfast but imagine…

Hybrid! Dog! Reader! Whose just a lazy or low energy dog like real lazy because a) it’s in their nature and b) their just lazy. I imagine them as a French bulldog because sometimes they have energy and are like hey lemme just uh play around a bit and than nap or stare at you.

But one day the family or Bruce and D!ck (I feel like it would be those two) decides to take them to a dog park in disguise and at first Reader is scared cause their like omg the last time they did this they were taking me to the vet hell no! But they see that they’re going in a different direction and they’re like huh that’s suspicious that’s weird.

They arrive at the dog park and are encouraged to go run and play which at first their like no take me back home and starts to paw at them but the family won’t budge so they approach the other dogs but than decided to sit in the corner.

A couple minutes later they’re running around yapping happily sniffing other dogs and when it’s time to go they have to be dragged home.

When they get home whoever didn’t go to the dog park are quite shocked that Reader has energy and also zoomies! It’s very cute and chaotic because while they’re running they jump and kind of bark a bit saying I made a friend or friends!

Another scenario I have is Hybrid! Dog! Reader who’s a golden retriever so every time their near water they try to jump into its like a hassle even in the winter or like imagine them jumping into bodies of water in public even if they were told not to do it anymore.

Last scenario, Hybrid! Cat! Reader who accidentally discovers catnip how would the family react? 👀

I HOPE YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY/ NIGHT/ EVENING!!!! 🩷❤️🧡💚💚🩵💙💜🤎🖤🩶🤍

⭐️ anon

Lovely, as always, to see you in my inbox, ⭐️anon!

These are very cute scenarios!💚 It looks like your drabbles are for a domestic batfam rather than yan bats. Which I’m totally for, dude. It’s cute family life! I wish I thought of drabbles over breakie, haha

However on a slightly serious note, one of my family dogs was killed last Friday, so I’m not going to add onto your puppy fics too soon, I’m really sorry. I just don’t necessarily want to think too much about dogs right now. They’re really epic though!!

In relation to the cat nip, I’ve already made a small drabble on it here, if you wanna check it out🦖🦖

Though if you want more on it as an apology for not adding onto your puppy!reader ask, then I’ll go into more detail about it for you, just send me an ask, pookie💚💚

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