#doctor mallard

[fruitypieq]

Love this game. Like, so much

[worldweknew-0]

[captain-lessship]

*Wakes up in cold sweat*

Young Duckie from NCIS x Male Reader, Rivals to lovers, British Boy Banter, I could write.

*goes back to bed*

[who-locked-stark-in-the-closet]

I was wondering when this would happen... RIP my friend. You were amazing right to the end.

Ah no. :/

[best-ducktales-episode]

ROUND #4

[cannondisabledcharacters]

Today's disabled character of the day is Dr. Donald Mallard (Ducky) from NCIS, who has Cardiovascular disease

Requested by Anon

[Image Description: Photo of David McCallum portraying Ducky. He is wearing a dark grey suit, light blue undershirt, red bow tie with purple polka-a-dots, and glasses. He has short grey hair, blue eyes, and a light skin tone.]

[weirdglassthing]

I Keep reading DW (Doctor who) as DW (Darkwing Duck) and it’s becoming an issue

[hime1993]

I would love appearances by Tiva, Abby and Gibbs, but it feels unlikely. I feel like they could CGI them in, like how they did for The 200th episode with Kate and Jenny. I would know it was CGI but at least it would be something.

@ncisverse - Join us this Monday as we pay tribute to the beloved Ducky in a special episode you won’t want to miss. 🕊️ #NCIS #NCISverse

[thestarwarslesbian]

(In autopsy one day) Gibbs: What’s up doc? Ducky: Jimmy: Gibbs: Ducky: He means you Doctor Plamer. Jimmy: Oh! :D

[junorpheus]

🔥🔥🔥  YOUR LOVE IS A PLACEBO EFFECT 🔥🔥🔥

blood transfusions for the soul :3 (richie, character with the hat, belongs to @turnanoldleaf​) (art dump under the cut!)

catboy

(uve gotta be cruel to be kind, in the right measure!)

(i dont know if i hate you or if i wanna date you) (put you in a body bag instead of my bed)

[geeky-nightphilosopher]

Honestly it's probably a good thing that Nick Torres and Tony DiNozzo never have screen time together.

I think the team would go bonkers.

[romancemedia]

I swear I've got so many reasons to look forward to February next month.

My Birthday on Saturday the 3rd.

Death in Paradise premieres Season 13 on the 4th.

February will start marking the return of several shows following the Writers Strike of 2023. NCIS and Hawaii are the first and foremost I'm excited for.

The second new episode of NCIS will say goodbye, pay tribute and final respects to everyone's favourite TV medical examiner, Ducky Mallard after the actor David McCallum passed away last September.

More brand new episodes of Doctor Elise, 7th Time Loop and A Sign of Affection animes, where I know for certain that all of the love stories will really start to heat up for each of the couples.

Sugar Apple Fairy Tale Light Novel Volume 5 will be released at the end of the month on the 20th.

[poorlywrittenbutentertaining]

Hit it off

Gibbs x fem!OC

Warnings: canon typical violence, light swearing, bomb, concussion

How Elaine and Gibbs met

Elaine smiled at the delivery man as he dropped off the package. She signed for the box before the delivery man nodded at her and walked away.

“I need to move this to the cooler,” She said. The nurse next to her nodded and Elaine grabbed the box. It felt strangely heavy for a shipment of vaccines. She pulled open the cooler room and stepped in. She heard a click from the box and froze as the door to the cooler shut behind her. Slowly she transferred the box to one arm and pulled the tape of the top. She opened the flaps and gasped. Inside was an amalgamations of wires, and a brick of explosive material. Elaine looked at the blinking light and swallowed thickly. A nurse opened the cooler behind her.

“Dr. wright?” The nurse asked. Elaine straightened.

“Ynez, I need you to call the authorities,” Elaine spoke evenly.

“Why?” Ynez stepped into the room.

“STOP!” Elaine barked. She heard Ynez’s footsteps cease. Elaine took another deep breath and watched the air puff in front of her, “Ynez I am currently holding a bomb, call the police.”

~~|

It was a matter of minutes before NCIS was on the scene. Elaine heard the cooler door ease open.

“Dr. Wright?” A male voice called from behind her.

“That’s me,” Elaine said. She heard careful footsteps enter the cooler. Out of her peripheral she saw a man step around her, “close the door,” She said, “these medications need to stay cold.”

The door clicked shut or clicked shut. She turned her eyes towards the man. He was tall with silver hair and some of the bluest eyes Elaine had ever seen. She gave him a slightly nervous smile as he stepped around him.

“Special Agent Gibbs, NCIS,” The man showed her his badge and is card.

“Gibbs,” Elaine smiled slightly and laughed, “I know that name.”

“Yeah? How?” Gibbs asked.

“My godfather works with you,” Elaine said, “Donald Mallard.”

“Ducky,” Gibbs said back. Elaine nodded.

“He would not be all too pleased to know I’m currently holding a bomb,” Elaine said.

“You’re calm for the circumstances,” Gibbs said.

“Not my first rodeo, agent Gibbs,” Elaine said.

“Military?” Gibbs asked. Elaine nodded.

“Marines,” Elaine said, “fought with the boys out front for two tours, got a back injury, and then returned to do medical. Back in the tents they called me Ms. Mend,” she looked Gibbs up and down, “you a military man?”

“Marines,” Gibbs said, “Gunnery Sergeant.”

Elaine smiled, “Staff Sergeant.”

Gibbs cracked a small smile, “bomb squad should be here soon.”

Gibbs sat and talked with her, feeling the chill from the cooler slowly slip past his clothes and into his skin. When the bomb squad arrived Elaine’s lips had begun to turn blue but she stayed still, suppressing the shivers threatening to course through her. The squad pushed in and took Gibbs spot as they began setting up barriers and getting to work. Her muscles strained to keep the bomb up in her arms. There was a silent tension as the men around her worked. Gibbs returned eventually and placed a coat around her shoulders gently. Elaine could only manage a chattered, “thanks.”

It was 45 minutes before the bomb squad cut the final wire and carefully took the explosive from Elaine’s hands. A crushing relief washed over her as she dropped her arms and allowed the shivers to run through her. When she stepped out of the hospital Ducky stood there with a hot coffee and blanket. Elaine rushed to him and allowed the doctor to gather her in his arms. Her whole body shivered from the aching cold her body had been exposed to for so long.

“Jethro called me and I got here as fast as I could, my dear,” Ducky said, “are you alright?” His voice was soft as he pulled away and held her shoulders. He unfolded the blanket and threw it around her shoulders, pulling it snug against her. Elaine nodded

“M-my patients?” She asked, taking the coffee and holding it in her hands, reveling in the warmth that seeped through the cup.

“All safe and accounted for,” Ducky said, “now, Jethro wants me to take you back to the Navy Yard. He has a few questions.”

Elaine nodded and followed him to his car.

~~~~

The conference room was quiet as Elaine sat. She studied the map hung on the wall opposite of her. When the door opened and closed she stood and turned.

“Doin’ alright Sarge?” Gibbs asked as he walked in, holding yet another warm drink for her. Tea this time.

“Just call me Elaine,” She said, “I’m doing alright, a little cold but nothing too bad.” Gibbs nods and takes the end seat next to Elaine. He gives her a moment to sip her tea. He observes her quietly.

“Who gave you the bomb?” Gibbs asked.

“Delivery guy,” Elaine answered, “it was supposed to be a shipment of insulin, and it wasn’t the normal guy who delivers.”

“What did he look like?” Gibbs continued to interview her, taking notes on what she said and descriptions she gave, “can you think of anyone who would want to hurt you?”

Elaine huffed a laugh, “yeah, a few.” She sighed and placed her tea down, “marines, mostly, ones I had to take off the battlefield for medical purposes. Amputees, transplants, those kind. They get mad about their injuries, and then get madder when I have to fix them.”

Gibbs nodded and jotted down a few notes, “we’ll keep you in the loop.”

“Thanks, gunny,” Elaine stood and shook Gibbs’ hand once more, “if you have any more questions-“ she took out a small pad of paper from her pocket and a pen. She jotted down her number and folded the piece up, handing it over to Gibbs, “just gimme a call.”

~~~

Elaine’s house was quiet as she flicked the lights on. She placed her purse down on the entrance table and kicked her shoes off in front of the rack. She sighed and rolled her shoulders before working out her braid. It had been a week since the hospital incident. Gibbs had called her a few times to ask a few more questions but other than that it was practically radio silence.

She padded into the kitchen and grabbed some leftover Chinese from the fridge and popped it into the microwave. As she leaned against the counter she looked down at her phone. As though on command it began to ring. The caller is reading ‘Gunny Sergeant Gibbs”. She flipped her phone open and answered the call.

“Awfully late for a work call, agent Gibbs,” She said as she pulled the Chinese from the microwave.

“Just had a few questions,” Gibbs answered. Elaine hummed and went to sit down.

“What’s up?”

“Do you know a Petty Officer Garrett Blanche?” Gibbs asked.

“Yeah, came in three months ago. He had practically shattered his leg. I placed 4 rods and 12 screws to get that thing back together,” Elaine took a bite, “he should be doing PT now, no way they’ll let him stay active though. Didn’t seem the type to blow me up though.”

“They never do,” Gibbs said. Elaine laughed lightly at that. She stood up, and then black.

~~~

When she woke again she was on her kitchen floor, the Chinese noodles spread by her hand, “Elaine?” There was a hand on her back as a blurry face came into view, “you alright?” She squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again as a ringing began in the back of her head and a thump began pounding in her skull. The face blurred and crossed. She blinked a few more times and it came into view.

“Agent Gibbs?” She croaked, “what happened?”

“Took a metal bat to the head,” Gibbs said. She moved to sit up and her head swam, nausea roiling in her stomach. She swayed and Gibbs caught her, “careful, paramedics are still on their way.”

“Damn,” Elaine put her hand against the back of her head and came back with blood.

Elaine’s eyes blurred again and she leaned heavily on Gibbs, “whoa, you staying with me Doc?”

“How did you know I got hit? Are you stalking me?” Elaine asked.

“We were on the phone, remember?” Gibbs scooted her to the counter cupboards and leaned her against it as he stood and grabbed a cloth. He soaked it in tepid water and pressed it against her head, “I was asking you questions about Petty Officer Blanche.”

Elaine’s eyes squinted, “no… I don’t remember. I remember coming home… and then… and then…”

“Don’t worry too much, we got the guy, that’s what matters,” Gibbs squatted in front of her. Her focused eyes relaxed before zeroing in on Gibbs.

“You know-“ Elaine reached up and grabbed his hoodie string, “you’re really handsome.”

“You’re delirious, Elaine,” Gibbs said.

“Yeah probably,” Elaine closed her eyes, “but I’m not kidding… you’re one of the most handsome men I’ve met. Ever. You could never have been my Gunny or I would have been distracted. And in your civvies? Like damn. You look good in a suit, Agent Gibbs, but red is your color.”

Gibbs laughed lightly as the paramedics knocked. They entered the house and began inspecting Elaine while Gibbs described what happened.

“She’s a little delirious but that should clear, she shouldn’t be alone though,” The paramedic said to Gibbs. He nodded, “anywhere she can stay?”

Gibbs looked at the clock. It was 3:00 AM at this point, “she can stay with me.”

A/N: leave of comment on what you want to see next!

[crazycurly-77]

Lost in the Jungle - pt. 1

“NOOOOOO!!!”

Gibbs yelled through the whole office and smashed his fist on his desk. He thought he's going crazy. “I don't accept that.”

Jenny saw his desperation and tried to stay calm “Jethro, she's dead”, she stated. 

He spun around to face her and spat

“You have no proof of that and I won't accept her death until there is proof of it.”

“Jethro…” Jenny began once again. 

“No.” He answered violently. 

Jenny sighed, hung her head and left for her bureau while Gibbs walked up and down between the desks like a caged tiger. 

The whole team was shocked. Just now the director told them that your plane was shot down and that you were most likely dead because of the crash. 

They couldn't believe it. It seemed very unreal that you of all people should be dead.

Gibbs was completely beside himself and Tim was frozen in shock. These two seemed to take it the hardest. 

Standing up from his chair Tim said cautiously 

“Boss…” 

No reaction from Gibbs. So he tried again a little bit louder

“Boss…”

Gibbs came to a halt directly in front of him, so they were standing nearly nose to nose with each other. The tension in the room was tangible. Gibbs glared at him and growled

“What, McGee?!” 

“I…I don't accept and don't believe that Y/N is dead, too. There must be a way to find her and bring her home.”

Gibbs took a step back, pondered the heard words for a moment and then patted him on the shoulder nodding

“Good idea. Find out the route she was flying and where she was at the last contact. The Blackbox should still send a signal. Check that, too.”

“Okay, boss” Tim confirmed and got straight to work. 

Tony and Ziva came cautiously to Gibbs and asked “we want to help, too. There has to be a way to find her.”

Gibbs looked at them thankfully for their support. 

“You can help McGee.”

“Okay, boss.” Both of them answered and began to work on this case, too. 

The whole team looked in every case they found your name in. They followed all traces they discovered, but there was still no hint where you could be. 

With time everyone approached total desperation and devastation as Ducky came into the room, stopping in front of Gibbs’ desk. 

Gibbs didn't look up, but growled “Ducky?” 

Doctor Mallard was concerned too, so he absolutely understood his behavior. 

A member of the family was lost and that took its toll on everyone. 

“I've heard that Y/N is missing. Do you have any clue where she could be? I'm assuming you're looking for her” Ducky asked. 

“We are, but we don't have any clue. Not yet.” Gibbs answered briefly. 

“Did you look in South America?” 

Jerking his head up, Gibbs answered “Why South America?”

“Because before she left, I gave her a vaccination, which you need when you go there.”

“DiNozzo! Look for a flight from here to the south and for any missed planes,” Gibbs yelled across the desks. 

“Yes, Boss!” Tony answered and began immediately to work on this matter. 

An hour later Tony stated very excited “Boss! I think I found her plane. There's an aircraft missing whose flight plan matches her disappearance and the size of the plane also matches.”

“Where did you find it?” 

“In Ecuador” 

Tim tapped wildly on his keyboard and then said “Boss, there's a rescue signal!” 

Gibbs jumped up from his chair and walked over to him, leaning on his desk beside him “where?” 

“In the Amazon rainforest, here” Tim replied and pointed at the screen. 

“Good job.” Gibbs patted him on the shoulder and went back to his desk, where he took his phone and his weapon and were ready to go. 

“Where are you going?” Tony asked, irritated. 

Gibbs looked at him and answered “to Ecuador. Searching for Y/N.”

“We are coming with you” Ziva said determinedly and she and the others began to grab their gear. 

“You stay here” Gibbs ordered. 

“Why?” came from Tony. 

“Because I need you here for background information, if needed.”

Tony and Ziva looked at each other disappointed. 

Then Tim spoke up “I want to come with you, boss. No matter what.”

Gibbs laid his hand on Tim's shoulder, sighed and said softly “it's dangerous in the rainforest and when we will be back, we will definitely be suspended.”

Tim stood his ground “if that's the price I have to pay to bring her home, I will accept that gladly.”

Gibbs stared searchingly into his eyes and then nodded, saying “good. Then let's get our vaccination, drive to my house for the needed equipment and then head to the airport. In the meantime I need to make a call.”

He was in full marine mode and stormed in the direction of the morgue with Tim hot on his heels.

(To be continued...in Chapter 2)

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[allthingsfangirl101]

In The Crossfire – Timothy McGee

Masterlist

Being engaged to a federal agent does not allow much time for wedding planning. Tim told me to plan it, but something felt weird about not getting his opinion before making decisions. Plus, I hate making big decisions.

Knowing this, Tim tries to make time for us. Coffee before work, extremely late dinner, or, like today, quick lunch breaks.

"I'm sorry we've pushed back the meeting with our wedding planner four times now," Tim sighed as we sat at a table outside and waited for a waitress.

"It's okay," I shrugged. "You're in the middle of a crazy case. I was talking to Ziva while you and Tony were interviewing that suspect today. She says that someone is drugging recruits at Norfolk. That's crazy. And sad."

"Yeah," he sighed as he slipped off his suit coat. "It's been a rough one."

I reached over and grabbed his hand. He smiled as he lifted our intertwined hands to his lips and kissed my knuckles. We went through lunch, talking about small things and making small decisions. We jumped when there was a weird sound, echoing down the street.

"What was. . ." I started to ask as Tim and I stood up.

"I don't know," Tim said, grabbing his gun. Suddenly a truck drove by and someone rolled down the window. I froze when I saw the gun.

"Get down!" Tim yelled as they started firing. I ducked under the table and was suddenly hit with the fear of Tim being shot.

"Tim?" I said, still hiding. "Are you. . . Are you still there?"

"I'm here, baby," Tim yelled over the sounds of shotguns. "Stay down."

I held my breath as I waited for the shooting to stop. When it did, I slowly stood up. I got lightheaded as I took in the scene.

"They're gone," Tim said as he holstered his gun. "I should call Gibbs. It could have to do with our case. Y/N, are you. . ." His question got caught in his throat when he turned and saw me clutching my right shoulder.

"Tim?" I stuttered.

"Y/N!"

In seconds, Tim was at my side. I didn't know what to do as he checked to see if the bullet had gone straight through my shoulder. I gasped in pain when he put pressure on both wounds.

"It's going to be okay, Y/N," he tried to soothe me. "Just hang on."

"It hurts," I said with tears in my eyes.

"I know, baby. I know." He wrapped his arms around me and led me to a nearby table. He sat me down, grabbed two napkins, and put pressure on my shoulder.

We sat like that for what felt like hours until the police got there.

"McGee!"

We looked up to see Tim's team running towards us.

"Are you two alright?" Gibbs asked.

"Y/N was shot," Tim said, not letting go of my shoulder.

"Ducky!" Gibbs yelled. I smiled weakly when Ducky and Palmer came running toward us.

"Y/N, my dear," Ducky smiled as if nothing was wrong. "How are you feeling?"

"Oh, I've been better," I tried to joke.

"Thank you, Timothy, but Palmer and I can take it from here."

Tim hesitated before letting me go. The second he did, Ducky swooped in and started looking my wound over.

"Umm, I'm not sure how to ask this, my dear," Ducky chuckled.

"Go ahead and ask, doctor," I tried to say without sounding like I was in pain.

"Are you wearing an undershirt?"

"Ducky!" Gibbs and Tim both yelled.

"I am perfectly okay with that question," Tony smirked. Tim glared at him and Gibbs hit him on the back of the head.

"Is there a reason for that question, Doctor Mallard?" I asked.

"It'll be easier to examine your wound and patch you up without your shirt, but if you weren't wearing an undershirt, I would take you somewhere more private and without the eyes of Special Agent Anthony DiNozzo."

"I appreciate that," I giggled.

"Me too," Tim said, still glaring at Tony.

I started to take off my shirt but gasped in pain. "Hang on, my dear," Ducky said gently. "Let me help you."

"Does DiNozzo have to watch me undress?" I tried to joke.

"No, he doesn't," Gibbs said. "Tony, go talk to witnesses."

"Ms. Y/N is a witness."

"Other witnesses," Gibbs snapped. "Now, DiNozzo, or I'll lock you in the back of the truck."

"Talking to other witnesses, boss."

Once Tony was gone, Ducky started to help me take off my shirt. I ignored the embarrassment flooding my body as Gibbs, Ziva, and Palmer watched as Ducky looked at my shoulder. Tim was pacing nervously as Ducky did his best to patch my shoulder.

"We need to get you to a hospital, my dear," Ducky said as he finished covering my wound. "I'm afraid both wounds need to be stitched up before you lose too much blood. I suggest a nice clean surgery suite. I know a surgeon at the nearby hospital. Best in the country. I'll put a call through to him and he'll have a room ready before you get there."

"Thanks, Ducky." I started to sit up but instantly got woozy. Everyone jumped toward me but Ducky and Tim caught me.

"She's lost too much blood, Jethro," Ducky said. "She needs to get to a hospital. Now."

"McGee, take her." Gibbs tossed Tim his keys before saying, "Take my car. We'll meet you at the hospital as soon as we can."

Tim instantly wrapped his arms around me and led me to Gibbs' car. He helped me in the front seat and knelt down. He gently cupped my face in his hand and kissed me.

"Everything's going to be okay, baby," he whispered. "I promise."

I leaned my head against the headrest as Tim ran around to the driver's side. I could barely stay awake as he drove us to the hospital. I woke up to Tim helping me out of the car and into the hospital.

"Agent McGee?"

We looked up to see a doctor jogging towards us. "This must be Y/N. Doctor Mallard already called. Right this way, Ms. Y/N. We will get you all patched up."

"Please come and get me the moment you can," Tim said.

"I promise you will be the first person I find," the doctor smiled.

The doctor gently took me from Tim. I looked over my shoulder and tried to send him a smile to reassure him I was fine. He sent me one back.

* * * * *

The doctor sewed up both wounds and put my arm in a sling, but the news he just told me distracted me from the pain in my shoulder. He was finding Tim which gave me too much alone time to think this through.

"Y/N!" Tim ran in and wrapped his arms around me. He pulled away and started scanning me. "Are you alright? How are you feeling?"

"Tim," I stuttered. "There's something. . . The doctor found something."

"Found something?"

"I'm not saying that you need to live in a bubble now that you're pregnant, Ms. Y/N," the doctor said as he walked in, "but maybe just when your fiancé is working a dangerous case."

"Now that she's. . . What?" Tim stuttered.

The doctor looked up, just realizing that Tim had joined me. "I'll let you two talk," he smiled before leaving again.

"I guess I'm pregnant," I said with a small chuckle. I gasped when Tim wrapped his arms around me again.

"You're pregnant," he whispered.

"We're pregnant," I gently corrected. He pulled out of the hug and gently cupped my face in his hand. I watched as his smile slowly fell. "What's wrong?"

"You got caught in the crossfire," he said under his breath. "You, my fiancée, got caught in the crossfire. Our baby got caught in the crossfire."

"Tim, stop," I said quickly to stop his spiral before it got any worse. "When we first started dating, I knew that what you did was dangerous. I also knew and still know that you will protect me no matter what. This was not your fault, Tim."

"I'm not going to let something like this happen again," he promised. "You and our baby will always be safe, Y/N, I promise."

"I believe you."

[holly-natnicole]

the Bats 'n' Birds in my 'D.C.' (1937) franchise Alternate Multiverse rewrite timeline:

transgender polyamorous homoromantic asexual female Leslie Maurin Thompkins (deadname Samuel Xolani Thompkins) is a(n ethnically mostly white) South African through Mary Thompkins (who has an ethnically black biological father) and Thomas Jameson, her vigilante name (which she uses extremely rarely since Leslie almost never commits vigilantism) being Doctor (often shortened to Doc);

cisgender monogamous panromantic pansexual fem Julia Irene Alice Pennyworth is an Englishwoman through Alfred Thaddeus Crane Pennyworth (who is ethnically white) and Irene Rivers (who is ethnically black), her vigilante name (which she extremely rarely uses since there aren’t many situations where Julia would need to wear a mask to protect her identity) being Agent J;

cis aromantic ace male Alfred Thaddeus Crane Pennyworth is an (ethnically white) Englishman through Alice Pennyworth née Crane and Thaddeus Jarvis Pennyworth, his vigilante name (which he somewhat rarely uses since there aren’t many situations where Alfred would need to wear a mask to protect his identity) being Agent A;

trans mono gay homosexual male Cullen Row (deadname Holly Farrell) is a(n ethnically white) Gothamite through Miranda Farrell née Row and Marcus Farrell, his vigilante names (which he somewhat rarely uses since there aren’t many situations where Cullen would need to wear a mask to protect his identity) being Duckie & Mallard;

cis poly omniromantic omnisexual male Bruce Thomas Wayne is a Gothamite who is Jewish through Martha Wayne née Kane and ethnically white through Thomas Wayne, his vigilante name being Batman;

cis mono gay fem Katherine “Kate” Rebecca Kane is a Jewish Gothamite through Gabriela “Gabi” Kane née García and Jacob Kane, her vigilante name being Batwoman;

trans mono gay fem Mary Elizabeth “Bette” Kane (deadname Matthew Gilbert "Bert" Kane) is a(n ethnically white) Englishwoman through Matthew “Matt” Kane née Benett and Jewish through Miriam Kane, her vigilante names being Batgirl & Flamebird;

cis mono biromantic demisexual fem Barbara Joan Gordon is a(n ethnically mostly white) Gothamite through Barbara Eileen Johannes (named Barbara Eileen Gordon during her marriage to Jim) and James “Jim” Gordon (whose bio maternal grandfather was an African American), her vigilante names being Batgirl & Oracle;

cis mono gay demi male David Zavimbe is Congolese through Laura Zavimbe née Davids and Isaac Zavimbe, his vigilante name being Batwing;

trans mono bi demi fem Araunya “Anya” Grayson (deadname Richard “Rick” John Grayson) is Romani & Welsh & French through Marie Grayson née Lloyd (who was born in Wales) and Romani & an (ethnically white) Englishwoman through John Grayson (who was born in England), her vigilante names being Robin & Renegade & Nightwing & Batman;

cis mono demiromantic omni fem Jade “Jay” Todd (also known as Jason “Jay” Todd, Jade “Jay” al Ghūl, & Jade “Jay” Head) is a(n ethnically mostly white) Gothamite through Sheila Haywood and Willis Peters (whose bio paternal grandmother was a Chinese American), her vigilante names being Robin & Red Hood;

cis mono gay ace fem Cassandra Wǔ-Sân (formerly Cassandra Cain, originally nameless) is Chinese through Shiva (at birth named Sandra Wǔ-Sân) and a(n ethnically white) Gothamite through David Cain, her vigilante names being Orphan & Batgirl & Black Bat & Batman (Cassandra Wǔ-Sân is written as 擦涩伞得拉 伍 莘 in Chinese);

cis mono bi fem Harper Row (formerly Harper Farrell) is a(n ethnically white) Gothamite through Miranda Farrell née Row and Marcus Farrell, her vigilante name being Bluebird;

mono bi Stephanie Brown (deadname Charles “Chuck” Brown) is a(n ethnically white) Gothamite through Crystal Brown née Bellinger and Arthur Brown plus she’s a demigal, their vigilante names being Spoiler & Robin & Batgirl;

cis poly bi male Timothy “Tim” Jackson Drake is a(n ethnically white) Gothamite through Janet Drake née Lynn and Jack Drake, his vigilante names being Robin & Raptor;

agender mono bi Duke Thomas is an African American Gothamite through Eileen Thomas (whose bio mother was also a metahuman) and an African through Gnomon (who is also a metahuman), their vigilante names being Signal & Robin;

agender aro ace Damian al Ghūl (deadname Athanasia al Ghūl, used the name Tallant al Ghūl for several months at age 8 when believing ze’s male before at the end of it realising zir lack of any gender, got often called Ībn al Ḫfāfīš [إِبن الخفافيش] & Ūṭwāṭ [وطواط] by other Shadows in the League of Assassins) is Arab, Chinese, & Pakistani through Talia al Ghūl and Jewish & ethnically white through Bruce Thomas Wayne, zir vigilante names being Robin & Heretic & Redbird (Damian al Ghūl is written as داميان ال عهوول in Arabic, 㙮面 腌乐 乌勒 in Chinese, & ڈیمین الغول in Urdu);

cis mono pan fem Helena Alfreda Kyle is Cuban, Nigerian, Italian, and Somali through Selina Kyle (who is a Gothamite, but gave birth to & for 8 years raised her bio daughter in Metropolis) and Jewish and ethnically white through Bruce Thomas Wayne, her vigilante names being Hunter & Robin;

genderfluid mono bi ace Maxine "Max" Gibson is an African American Gothamite through Sarah Gibson née Edwards and Evan Gibson, his vigilante name being Huginn;

cis mono heteroromantic heterosexual fem Dana Tan is a Chinese American Gothamite through Daiyu Tan née Zhìhuì and Paul Tan (originally named Bao Tan), her vigilante name being Muninn (Dana Tan is written as 丹娜 坛 in Chinese);

trans mono het male Terrence “Terry” McGinnis (deadname Winifred McGinnis) is a Gothamite who is a Korean American through Mary Mun (named Mary McGinnis during her marriage to Warren McGinnis) and Jewish & ethnically white through Bruce Thomas Wayne, his vigilante name being Batman (Terrence McGinnis is written as 테렌스 맥기니스 in Korean);

trans mono het fem Caroline “Carrie” Keene Kelley (deadname Jonathan “John” Keene Kelley) is a(n ethnically white) Gothamite through Lynn Keene and Frank Kelley, her vigilante names being Robin & Batwoman;

cis mono gay male Matthew “Mattie” Mun is a Gothamite who is a Korean American through Mary Mun (named Mary McGinnis during her marriage to Warren McGinnis) and Jewish & ethnically white through Bruce Thomas Wayne, his vigilante name being Robin (Matthew Mun is written as 매튜 문 in Korean).