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paladin-of-nerd-fandom65 · 5 months ago

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1: What is the starburst duo biggest mistake? one that they look out to never do again.

2: You know how Older! Jon Kent took the title of Superman when Clark went to war world? Did Chris & Jake ever have to take their father's title of Superman & Nightwing?

3: If Jake & mar'i were in canon, when do you think they were born? Most likely right after their parents wedding :)

4: What is something the Starburst duo thinks they are good out but aren't?

5: What is something the Starburst duo is legitimately bad at?

Chris: Leading Jake, Jasper and Lian on a small mission to bust what seems being a regular drug dealing (almost regular as the contraband content was replicated Fear Toxin) by Blockbsuter without properly checking to see who his business partner is and how much of their power they’ll need; this let them completely off guard when that business partner tuned up being Mongul, who proceeded to pounded them all brutally, nearly killing both Lian and Jake in the process. The deal was stopped but Chris has made himself a promise that for now on, he’ll always double check the intel for cases like this and make sure they’re still properly prepared for surprise attacks like this

Jake: Once letting his temper get the better of him when he encountered a bank robbing criminal he was searching for a good bit and always came up frustratingly short every time he has a lead on him. Once he finally had the crook cornered, he fail to notice the desperate and scared eyes of the crook and definitely not noticing they were outside the criminal’s house, revealing his wife and two children who no doubt were spooked by the green fury glowing eyes Jake had as he was pounding the desperate criminal to a near pulp. He eventually snapped out of it when the crook’s wife begged him to stop and Jake then looked around realizing he wasn’t beating up a major super villain but a man who only resorted to his criminal acts out of desperation further his family. Even since then, Jake has made it a considerable effort to try to temper and control himself against petty crooks and those who hadn’t committed the more grievous crimes.

2) I would say….maybe or maybe not. As grown ups, their mantles simply either grew up with them or they change into complete new ones as either their children and/or fixture apprentices take over the Skybird and Nightwing Phantom mantles. Maybe Jake can take over the Nightwing mantle his father has once Dick does retire though it’ll be a tall sell as Jake feels no one can truly be the same Nightwing Dick. As for Chris, the Superman mantle is evenly split by both Conner and Jon, Red and Blue respectively.

3) Oh for sure; Kory became pregnant with Mar’i about a few months after the wedding, likely her being conceived during the Honeymoon itself. Jake followed up a mere two years later. Oh in my version, they get married much sooner, around when Jason was Robin therefore Jake would’ve been about maybe 1-2 year when Jason was blown up by the Joker.

Bonus: for how Tim Drake can still be a teenager when Jake is ten; simple, he got hit by a de aging ray which not only tuned him back into a 14-16 year old but moreso allows him to age much slowly. Or at least if he ages normal, he still looks very young even as a teen…and small

4) Chris: Playing Soccer and Tennis. In both sports he keeps forgetting which way is his half of the court to defend and which one is to score points

Jake: Naming all the Star Wars characters from every show, tv series or animated show even if he’s otherwise good with memory. The problem lies with how many of them sometimes are background characters despite the lore behind them

Chris: Learning how to use VR headsets. Those things are just confusing and where to go, how to move inside the game and what buttons to press while his hands are in motion

Jake: Much to his surprising delight, being able to hold in his laughter, cackles and giggles anytime his sensitive spots are even as so much as brushed softly or gently poked. It’s something both Dick and him have inherited from Mary Grayson, jokingly what’s referred to as a curse in their lineage, all because Mary’s father, Jake great grandfather, took a career as a dentist rather than as a mortician like the rest of that family line.

Thanak for the asks @pin-crusher2000 ! These are fun XD

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trust-and-jump · 2 years ago

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The name Robin in Reverse Robins AU...

...doesn't exist. In mine, at least. You see, Talia used to call Damian her little shrike. The thing is, she did it in Arabic. The problems is that I write this AU in Russian and... In Russian shrike is сорокопут (if the wiktionary doesn't lie, it is pronounced as [sərəkɐˈput]) and it's a.... long ass word. So in the field it's totally useless as codename. And if i just put Shrike in it as Шрайк it sounds not edgy but funny and clumsy. And if you pronounce it fast it kinda sounds as Shrek, and, well, it's not what I want, obviously. Because I don't want vigilante name sounding ridiculous. I mean, more than they all already do. So... Sardu, yes. Or al Sard. I asked my father (who knows Arabic a little, i hope it was enough) to confirm, and, well. Sardu. Al Sard. Or, "as Sardu", "as" instead of "al". الصرد. the "r" not being english sound here. So. The Gotham mostly knows their little carnivous Bird as Shrike (well, some media tried to call him Shadow, hm). (and yes, still Сорокопут in my Russian text) But, well, in most stressful situation, or when Batman needs Damian to calm down, or get attention, or as the last method to stop from doing something (*cough* killing *cough*) he would use Sardu. Сарду. Сард. Not the 'Sardinian language', guys xD sorry for bad english and everything shjskdkdl

Also, Batman didn't fire him. Damian just outgrew his role of Shrike the Gotham's Shadow, violent sidekick of Batman; they were starting to argue a lot, Damian being always angry like he was when he just got to Bruce; and our dumb boy B didn't realize what was the problem. So, no real kdrama, just Damian being pissed because of his father not acknowleging him as equal. Because, you know, in the League by this age (16) he would be already a rightful Hand of the Demon, like his Mother was. And, well, an adult. Lol. So..... He dissapears, leaving only a note with 'freedom' in Arabic (he is his dramatic father's dramatic son, after all), Cass stays home, Bruce doesn't panic because Damian is far too good to easily get in trouble even in anger and alone, but he is, of course, worried. That is, until he finds out that Damian is still talking to Alfred and just ignoring his father. Also Alfred acting rather cold towards Master Bruce, and Bruce is like: "What did i even do wrong?????!!! He left himself, I didn't make him!"

Blüdhaven gains its own Shadow when the Gotham's one dissapears. (Some time ago he heard his father making plans about spreading Bat's influence and his trustworthy allies across the world. But before that, he was talking about trying to clean up Bludhaven. Damian doesn't become a symbol in this city like he was in Gotham. He just continues to silently terrify and catch criminals. He also realizes that without support of the police it's a little harder. Considering that there is no Gordon to fight alongside him, Blüdhaven police department is a nightmare to deal with, more corrupted. Infiltrating as a policeman would make it easier to purify the city, but Damian is not that desperate: he's not going to actually work with people, for god's sake!.. Yet. Also, would Jon Kent a. k. a. Flamebird stop trying to sell him a name Nightwing already?! He's not going to wear a Kryptonian legend just to humor him!..)

Bruce is also a little bitter, even if he doesn't let himself think about it much. Because, well, his partner left him alone. And for what. For Blüdhaven! Unbelievable. What is his son even trying to prove, living in that hole...

But, ah, well. It doesn't matter, because before Damian arrived, Batman kept everything under control, he's strong enough to do it alone, right? Right. If he's not focused enough to work all by himself, trying to get done the same amount of work they used to do together, getting injured more, exhausting himself, it's only his problem. No one else's.

Then why, after all that shit, does Tim Drake still show up at the door with diagrams, graphs, and PowerPoint presentation?

#reverse robins #reverse robins au #batfamily #batkids #batfam #Batman #batman fanfiction #fic writing #damian wayne #damian al ghul #tim drake #bruce wayne #batman au #headcanon #Bad english #or should i say #BAT english

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nightwing60thanniversary · 2 years ago

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NIGHTWING PROFILES: Damian Wayne/Damian al Ghul

1st Nightwing Appearance: Injustice: Gods Among Us: Year Five #14 (Digital First) Other mantles: Robin, Red Bird, Li’l Matches, Demon’s Son Secret identity: Damian Wayne is the son of Bruce Wayne and Talia al Ghul. Sometimes he goes to school.

ORIGINS

Damian becomes Nightwing at a time in his life in which he struggles with the decisions he has made (Injustice: Gods Among Us: Year Five #13).

Damian drops by the cave while in emotional turmoil. There he has a conversation about the conflict between the regime and Bruce with Alfred. Agitated by the revelation that Alfred still fully believes in Bruce, not Clark, Damian searches out a group of villains hiding in Blüdhaven.

Dick, now a ghost hero called Deathwing, is aware that Damian is struggling with his anger and ambitions. He hopes that through Nightwing Damian will find a way to reinvent himself and temper his aggression.

Dick saves Damian when he’s about to lose the fight against the villains by taking over his body and fighting them off. He also sends an emergency signal, so that Cyborg can pick Damian up.

Damian wakes without the knowledge that Dick helped him, but Dick had already sent the Nightwing costume to his location. Dick stole it from the Batcave years prior. It’s a birthday present to Damian, who immediately and proudly wears it (Injustice: Gods Among Us: Year Five #14). Afterwards he switches to a red and black Nightwing costume.

Appears as Nightwing in: Injustice: Gods Among Us: Year Five, Injustice: Ground Zero, Injustice 2, Injustice Video Games

TRIVIA

Even while working with the Regime Damian still cares for Alfred and Dick a lot (Injustice).

Damian initially has a good relationship with Kara Zor-EL. He was the first friend she made on Earth (Injustice).

Damian has a sister Athanasia al Ghul (Injustice).

Originally, Ra’s and Damian were enemies. His grandfather needed his body for his resurrection. That is later retconned, and in the Injustice Universe their relationship is amicable.

The relationship between Talia and Damian has changed too since his original appearance. Before the New 52, he met his mother for the first time at the age of seven. In current continuity, she’s been with him since the beginning.

Damian got genetically perfected in an artificial womb.

Damian was Robin to Dick Grayson’s Batman and Bruce Wayne’s Batman.

Damian’s first proper Robin costume was designed by Dick.

Damian likes to adopt animals. He has a dog, a cat, a cow and a dragon bat.

Damian is a vegetarian.

Damian likes Geology. He could have had a doctorate in it by age seven.

Damian has multiple clones.

The first time Damian fought crime in Gotham, he decapitated the enemy.

His first friend was Colin Wilkes. He’s also good friends with Maya Ducard and Jon Kent.

While fighting crime as the Robin to Dick Grayson, he often partnered up with Stephanie Brown and Kara Zor-El.

In Streets of Gotham, Damian plays chess with Thomas Elliot.

Bruce resurrects Damian through a Chaos Crystal and the Omega Sanction within it, after Damian’s sarcophagus first got stolen by Ra’s and then Apokolips because of his exposure to the crystal.

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maribatz-2k · 2 years ago

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Day 9: Family Dinner

Since meeting the Wayne's my teenage life, I have had many wonderful experiences. But one I will always remember and glad they now do at almost every dinner. Is irritate Bruce Wayne.

Each dinner everyone, except Damian of course, freaking sour puss, would dress up. Each Friday would be different. One week last month we dressed up as different eras of royalty. Jason had a ball pretending to be posh and proper in his victorian king garb. He kind of fit the roll well.

The week after that we dressed up in a circus theme. Dick was excited as he wore his father's old leotard from his younger days. (So glad Alfred had washed it hours before dinner, it stunk.) Alfred even wore a clown nose and squeaked it beside Bruce. Damian just scowled of course.

The week after that, the girls joined us and we all dressed up as the rogues of Gotham and Metropolis. Bruce walked in saw us at the table then let out a loud groan of defeat. To say he held disappointment strongly was wonderful.

Why are we doing this? Well you see, I came to visit two months ago to see my brothers and fiancé after finals. Fun part was, everyone knew I found out about their little secret, but some reason Bruce didn't. So I conspired to make it a game to lead up to the big reveal.

Tonight, the Kent's and Selina are suppose to visit and it was going to me fun. I had created everyone's costumes for tonight and also dropped them off in each room. Even Jon, Damian's best friend has one. No one knew what I had in-store, which made this way more fun.

All of us had a rhythm when we walk into the dining hall with the adults. So as normal I walk in first with Damian, discussing about the apartment we had talk about renting. The room was quiet for a second when we entered so we looked up to see Bruce looking at us with almost wide eyes.

"Oh my God you look so cute!" Selina shouts then begins to whisper to Louis. I was wearing a copy of the very first robin costume minus the mask. Yeah, as much as I hated the traffic light look, I think I pulled it off way better than Dick. Damian wore my ladybug color scheme. He wouldn't put in the leotard I bought but he was willing to wear the shirt and black jeans. I believe he looked rather handsome in my red and black polka dotted colors.

Next came Dick, he was dressed as an exact copy of Red Robin. Then came Jason, dressed as Spoiler, wig and all. I had to hold my laugher when he throws his "blonde hair" to the over his shoulder then sits down next to Dick. Not far behind him Tim walks in with Jon. This time Clark and Batman chokes on their drinks, if their coughing fit was anything to go by. Lois and Selina gasped then burst out laughing as they saw their sons.

Jon was sporting my partners look. Complete from head to toe. You can tell he felt awkward about it some, but he enjoyed it bcuz it reminded him of his boyfriend back at home. His "ears" moves with his thoughts as the little bell on his zipper jingles. He finds a seat next to Damian blushing lightly. Tim looked amazing. He was dressed as Red Hood. Helmet and all. I even added the packed muscles to emphasize Jason's pecs to give him a better definition. Jason was awestruck? He didn't take his eyes off tim even after he removed the helmet showing a small puff of white in his bangs and styled like Jason. (Not my idea so great touch Tim.)

Next came the girls. Babs, Stephanie, and Cass walked in cladded in their garbs. Babs was dressed as Superman, Stephanie as Void, and Cass was dressed as Nightwing. I gave a wolf whistle to them, smiling happily with my creations on my amazing new siblings. I then took a glance at my soon to be father-in-law and nothing could make his expression any better. Oh how I was wrong. Before he could say anything to any of us, in comes Alfred. The room went completely silent watching. Alfre places down the plates one after the other, Bruce hasn't even looked up from his hands yet having buried then into his face. When Alfred stops beside Bruce to lay his plate down. He spoke in the most Dark Knight voice one could ever make, and Dick was the closet one yet.

"Your food sir." Bruce's head snapped up and came face to face with a skinny version of himself. Bruce's face paled staring at Alfred, dressed from cowl to boots in his own complete copy of Batman fitting him just right. Selina unable to take anymore started laughing very hard. Either she caught on or Bruce's expression was down right hilarious. Clark and Lois looked at each other then at me who just shrugged and began to eat. Alfred set the dish down then walked away to his normal space at the other end of the table and eats with us. Immediately the girls begins to gush over the outfits the boys were wearing.

Stephanie was telling Jason how beautiful he looked with his blonde hair. He pulled it forward and played with the hair as if it was his life line. Mocking how she asks from time to time. That earned a fork being thrown at him from her. I couldn't help but listen and watch enjoying the chaos I amplified. I took a look at Bruce catching he looking at me as if he was terrified I might know about his nightly activities. I just shrugged at him and returned to eating listening in on conversations between Superman and Lois. Selina sends me a text that I peaked at under the table and smile big.

"Make me a new Catwoman outfit next please." She sent. I send a smiley emoji then focused back on Bruce. These are the dinners I enjoy the most

@maribatserver

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abyssal-ali · 2 years ago

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Marinette "Valkyrie" Wayne

Masterlist Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 ao3 link (completed) Valkyrie’s suit

Pairing: Marijon

Rating: G

WC: 2.1k

That night Marinette debuted as Valkyrie, the latest Bat. Her suit was all black, with white trim. Her symbol was a stylized Bat she designed; it was very pointy, as her weapon of choice was knives/shuriken, etc. She leaned heavily into the ghost Bat theme, like Cass. The family agreed that the two girls got along way too well and they (the fam) would be in huge trouble one day. They even looked similar, though Cass had brown eyes and Mari had blue.

(The girls were currently planning an ID swap prank, complete with coloured contacts and Cass dyeing a stripe of her hair red to match Mari.)

The third criminal apprehended by Valkyrie had a gun. She dodged before the bullet hit her and socked his jaw, knocking him out.

“How did you dodge that fast?” asked Nightwing, her partner for the night.

“I read his body language before he shot,” she deflected.

Later, she collared a suspect in a case – “practice for intimidation”, ‘Wing said. With her back to ‘Wing, who was overseeing the ‘questioning’, and facing the all-in-black guy pressed against the brick wall, she glamoured herself to have eyes glowing white and deepened her voice to beyond-spooky levels.

He quickly cracked and gave the information they needed. Valkyrie left him in a cowering heap and grappled up to ‘Wing. “Got that?”

“That was fast, V. Have you been practicing?”

“I can be scary when I want!” she slapped his chest. “I got Superboy to give me the last of his fries last week.”

“That’s because of puppy love, not intimidation!”

“What?!”

“What?”

“What did you say?” Valkyrie repeated.

“Jon has a crush on you?”

“No names,” she reminded absently. “SB has a crush on me?!”

“I thought you knew, since you were flirting back…”

“I wasn’t flirting, I was just matching his energy and copy… oh. Oh no .”

“I think the most important question right now is do you have a crush on Superboy?”

“No, we’re just friends. Although he is really cute, and he’s such a nerd, and Kismet loves him, and he’s Damian’s best friend because he’s irresistible and really nice and ohnoIhaveacrushonhim . Nightwing, what do I dooooo?” She wailed, clutching at his arm.

“Tell Superboy you like him. I bet he’ll ask you out.”

“...oh.” I’ll have to tell him about the Kwami. We’re a package deal.

“Glad to help my little sis out with her relationship crisis. And if he hurts you, just let us know!”

“Absolutely not. Tag!” she tapped his shoulder and flew off the roof, grappling away as Nightwing chased her.

Jon was over the next day to visit Damian.

“Kent, just tell her and stop making excuses to come see me,” Damian greeted him.

Jon huffed at being called out. “Fine.”

He knocked on Mari’s door and shooed everyone away.

“Jon! Hi, come in. One second.” She crossed the room to close her curtains so no prying family members could peep at the sure-to-be-awkward conversation.

“Uh, there’s something I need to tell you, but if I do, then I’ll have to tell you something else and it’s really secretive and ugh, why is this so hard ?” she flopped on her bed, groaning.

“Uh, I need to tell you something too.” Jon pushed his glasses up, though they didn’t need it. “I really like you, like, more than a friend, but if you don’t like me then I still want to be your friend, if you want, but…”

“I like you too, Jon. Like, like-like you. Ugh, that’s too many ‘likes’. But uh, if this is gonna go anywhere, I need to tell you this other thing, but you can’t tell anyone else, especially my family. Promise?”

“Pinky promise.” They shook pinkies and Jon cuddled Kismet while Mari mentally prepared.

“Uh, Jon?”

He looked up and yelped. “Whoa, Mari!”

“Relax, it’s just one side. Look at the…” She nodded at the lotus tattoo on her left ribs. It was in a semi-circular pattern, with a gradient of different colors bleeding into each other and a complex geometric design in the petals and leaves.

“So, you got a tattoo? I’m pretty sure Jason has at least one,” he commented.

“It's not an ink tattoo, it’s magic. So, uh, did your dad tell you about Ladybug?”

“From Paris? He said they couldn’t find her.”

“I was Ladybug. When I was fifteen, I did a remote spell that merged all the Miraculous and untethered the kwami. The spell and pain from it knocked me out for two days. When I woke up, I had this tattoo and had become a Miraculous myself. Since I was the guardian, they stayed with me. You can come out, guys.”

Several fuzzy flying blobs appeared in Jon’s face. He was introduced to the kwami one at a time.

“We’re a package deal, you need to know.”

“That is so cool! Do they still give you their power, or what?”

“Well, when the kwami are untethered, their powers are unstable and can easily run out of control. However, merging more than a couple Miraculous is dangerous. I have to utilize their powers regularly so they and I don’t have a meltdown and blow the planet up or something. But I don’t need to be transformed to use the powers, and I have constant mind link access, so I can ask them to leave me and take some of their energy with them if I need.”

“Are you okay with all that?” Jon asked worriedly.

She shrugged. “I admit, it was a surprise being told I’d become a mega-Miraculous when I woke up from that nap, but I do like knowing they’re all safe with me and no one can steal a Miraculous or the Miracle Box anymore.”

“I can see why you don’t want them to know, but I think you should tell them eventually.”

Her shoulders sagged. “I know. Just not yet.”

“That’s okay, I’m sure it will take some time.”

Mari smiled gratefully at him. “So, what I was getting at was: we’re a package deal. They won’t always be around in our personal space, but they will be around some of the time and I’ll have Guardian duties and such to attend to at times, so I’ll be busy.”

“I was aware you were a vigilante when I decided to confess and ask you out,” Jon shrugged. “You’re great at schedules, I’m sure we can work things out.”

“If you’re sure this whole mess is what you want. I know I act fine most of the time, but I am still very traumatized from the whole Hawkmoth-Ladybug-Guardian-orphan thing,” Mari warned.

“I know, but I’d like to give this a chance. So, will you go out with me?”

“You’re seriously fine with the Kwami?”

“Yup! I’ve definitely seen weirder. I’m half-alien, you know.”

“Mhm. Oh, I also have a high affinity for magic, so I put up an illusive sound barrier in my room so my family can’t listen in. I’m taking it down now, so no talking about them .”

Jon nodded, and Mari released the spell.

“Oh, I never gave you my answer, did I? Yes, I would love to go on a date with you.”

“Wednesday, seven o’clock? They’re showing the new Marvel movie at the theater. Would you like to see it?”

“Sure; we can laugh at the inaccuracies, and I’ll critique the costumes.”

Marinette motioned to Jon to keep talking while she tiptoed to the door.

“Uh, do your brothers know I like you? Because they were acting weird today – weirder than their normal crazy. Wait, do I have to re-meet the family? Please tell me I’m not gonna die as soon as I step foot outside of here.”

Marinette swung the door open, smiling sweetly at Jon. “Of course not! My family would never stoop to eavesdropping on their little sister’s private conversations, if they know what’s good for them .”

Five panicked faces looked at her.

Jason turned to Dick. ‘I take it back, she is scary. Run!”

Dick, Jason, Tim, Steph, and Damian scattered.

Wednesday night Jon was approached by Mari. She waved at him and crossed the street.

“Hi, Cass,” Jon said.

Cass pouted. “Supers,” she grumbled.

Jon was hugged from behind. He jumped slightly. “Sneak up a little louder, would you?”

“Yay, you passed the test! You do know me. If only people whom I have lived with for months and solved decades-old cold cases in hours could identify me,” Mari said into her hood.

She then picked the bug out of the folds of fabric and squashed it. “Bye, Cass!”

Cass waved and went to the weapons store across the street.

“She’s surveillance, to see when the guys show up.”

“Okay. I got the tickets– after you, Lady.”

"Thanks, my knight in jeans and hoodie!” In a lower voice, so no one could overhear, she added, “I’m working on a new suit for you. A hoodie and jeans do not make a suit.”

Ten minutes into the film Cass texted Marinette.

Cass: D + D behind you, back left row. Caps and black jackets.

Marinette inched closer to Jon, then turned and glared directly at her brothers.

I know where you sleep , she mouthed. They left.

When they left for ice cream after the movie, Jason was behind a newspaper by the ice cream stand. Marinette casually flicked a shuriken, slicing the paper neatly in half. Jason got the hint and left.

Marinette glared at all the security cams they passed, knowing Tim and possibly Babs would be watching them electronically.

“Can you take me flying?” she asked Jon.

“Of course.”

They finished their cones, ducked into an alley, Jon became Superboy (unzipped his hoodie and tucked his glasses away), and took off.

Once they were over Star City, Marinette motioned ‘down’. They landed on Queen Consolidated’s roof.

“I can glide as Ladybug.”

Tikki appeared.

“Spots on!”

Mari took off, hand-in-hand with Jon.

“Take me higher,” she called, letting him pull them up to watch the sunset on the horizon and the stars become visible.

“I can show you the world,” Jon sang to her as they flew above the earth, watching the lights turn on as night fell. She giggled at his cheesiness and they continued the duet.

Marinette detransformed and freefell –until Jon caught her– then they flew back to the Batcave.

Mari waved goodbye and Jon returned to Metropolis after landing a kiss on her cheek with his superspeed.

“Hello, my lovely family. Did you enjoy spying needlessly on Jon and me?”

“Can you take that disguise off? It’s so confusing having you two switched,” Dick complained.

That morning Mari had put in hazel contacts and worn Cass’s clothes, and Cass had Mari dye a streak of red in her hair at the exact same spot she did. With Cass wearing blue contacts and a set of Mari’s clothes, the family kept getting confused about who they were talking to.

The girls removed their contacts and switched hoodies, to the family’s preference and relief.

“Did Jon take you flying?”

“Yep. It’s breathtaking watching the sun set midair. Chilly up there, though. I’m with Robin tonight, right?”

“We’re raiding a drug deal down by the docks. You are with Red Hood, Red Robin, and Black Bat. Robin will be backup. Nightwing and I will be with Batwoman and Spoiler around town,” Bruce informed.

The family suited up and left.

At times like these, Mari regretted not letting them know her secret, where she could transform with a command or even a thought now. Putting on layers of safety protection took way longer than the two-second transformation.

She had modified Valkyrie’s full-face mask to have glowing eyes, either red or white, and her voice modulator to do deeper or horror-movie-childishly high.

Mari pulled her mask up, hood down, and revved her bike.

Valkyrie was still a myth in Gotham; she’d only been out a week, so she hung back with Robin while the other three busted the deal.

The only problem was, it was a setup.

Penguin and Black Mask had teamed up to take down the bats.

More goons arrived and tied up the Reds and BB. Red Hood had a bullet graze on his thigh and was bleeding steadily.

Robin relayed the situation to Oracle and requested backup from the other four Bats.

Marinette kept up a steady stream of shuriken and knives, taking out goon after goon.

Robin eyed her. How does she have so many weapons on her?

Their backup arrived and they began taking out more goons.

Valkyrie stayed in the shadows, sending missiles with deadly maiming accuracy.

A knife cut Red Robin’s rope bindings and he began freeing Hood and BB.

With the entire family gathered the two mobsters stood no chance. Valkyrie kept injuring backup goons before they could attack, and the Bats left, all alive and mostly well, with a surprising minimum of damage.

"You’re our good luck charm,” teased Steph.

Mari laughed. “Hardly. You could say I was your bad luck charm, that it was a setup.”

#ali writes #Fic #Marijon #Marijon week 2023 #This has the prompts for day 1 2 4 and 7 I believe.#Almost all in one scene no less😅#M“V”W #Dcxmlb #Mlbxdc

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stars-burn · 2 years ago

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us, sagely: yes Clark gets in pain around kryptonite because of Salinity and because it makes his organs Overwhelmed with Goodness. all of lex luthor's plans to sabotage the man of steel have actually been part of a healthy balanced diet

what i know about kara is that she was intended to watch over baby kal-el but her ship got knocked off course and ended up in the phantom zone (while she was in stasis) and alskj;we imagining her showing Clark things RANKER than the lazarus pits is so so funny to me

jon about damian: he's my medical support bestie!

the way i really would love to see a jason has dinner with the superfam and clark, jon, kon, and if we wanted to get crazy with it: Christopher Kent (Kryptonian Nightwing) and his partner Thara Ak-Var (Kryptonian bestie with Kara because you know, Kryptonians are only as dead as the writers want them to be) are all at dinner when Jason walks in and suddenly is in spotlight.

Lois, delightedly asks allll the awkward questions

#love this idea sm. i like that it could totally be completely divorced from dp and be a dc au on its own.

i agree with you completely. it can be taken as a pure dc au or blended in, depending on what characters you have on screen.

#but i imagine that if danny (solid ecto-ghost) was gonna meet superman he might think like oh! i should change to my less pure-ecto form to#not hurt this guy#so nobody has any idea why danny is Never Phantom around superman#until superman himself asks and danny is like....... do you. not know what you are? i dont wanna shock your system.#and nobody knows what to do with that bomb danny just dropped

I'm imagining Danny interacting with a more traditional Clark (as in... it's just Clark and maaaybe his cousin Kara) and Clark just needs to take several seats and several minutes. was discovering he was an alien not enough of a personal crisis. now it turns out there's even more that he didn't know about his alienself

also as to kryptonite and the pits i'm???? imagining they absolutely do dissolve which means they stop tasting as good but also the supers now it's a nutritional need now, so what if it's a teensy bit extra salty

DP x DC Prompt 8

I’m positive that I’m not the first to say it, but I am frequently seized with the idea of kryptonite being crystallized, pure ectoplasm. Just imagine one of our beloved ghosts snagging kryptonite and nomming on it like rock candy. ALSO if we continue the ‘lazarus pits are corrupted ectoplasm’ headcanon: imagine a member of Team Phantom snagging some of the ‘emergency kryptonite’ that Batman has and shoving it in Jason’s (or Damian’s, kid’s died enough) mouth like: Eat. You’ll feel better. You aren’t you when you’re hungry. (If you want, we can go ahead and assume this implies Krypton was part of the ghost zone, and kryptonite is harmful to Kryptonians because their bodies can’t handle that much pure ectoplasm at once. They’re like… you know how there’s the theory that Amity Park is liminal because of exposure to the Ghost Zone? Reverse the polarity liminals, they’ve all been so long WITHOUT ectoplasm that their bodies just can’t handle the pure stuff anymore.) This makes life for half-Kryptonians even more complicated, actually.

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picmurasaki · 7 years ago

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Damian’s Bunnies

Happy… Easter???😂💜

#dick grayson #stephanie brown #jon kent #jonathan samuel kent #jei sketchies #nightwing #the spoiler #superboy #dc #my dami is a player #he loves these three #a gift to my rp partner

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g1rlr0b1n · 1 year ago

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Decided to post a direct link to this piece on my blog so I have somewhere to put my updates.

So this piece was born from the idea eventually Damian would take on the Nightwing mantle and since bats, contrary to what Batman may say, don't work alone Damian has decided he is in need of a partner. Enter Jonathan Kent as Flamebird!

BTW, if this image has inspired you to write a fic or draw more art please tag me I want to see it!!!

#damian wayne #jon kent #damijon #superboy #robin #this goes with a fic I am writing and I will post the link later

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pyrokinesis · 3 years ago

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Current comics Dick Grayson comes into room, singing "Where is my baby~," and you expect him to say that to Haley, Damian, maybe even his partner, but no,

Jason Todd, wearing the original discowing suit comes in the room, holding a mug of tea and looking as annoyed as expected, "Shut up Dickie, I look like a Saturday Night Fever promotional poster,"

Dick pouts, which looks weird on someone as adult as him, and acts as if he's been hit in his heart, "You promised!"

Jason fixes fabric bothering him on his left hip, "I lost a bet and I still can't believe you wore this thing for years, what fabric is this, I washed it and it still feels like I'm wearing fabric soaked in mosquito toxin, I'm gonna have a rash by tomorrow morning,"

Dick approaches Jason, slapping his hand and fixing the suit himself, "It's polyester and some other poly-fabric B and I used before we switched to kevlar,"

Jason looks ready to murder, and some of his tea spills on the floor, "You're clothing me in the hell-damned polyester older than Regan and his atrocities,"

and oh, no, that's unacceptable, especially since,

Jason accusingly points at Dick's outfit, original adult Robin suit, in all of its headlights glory, "You're wearing a preserved leather onesie, but I'm supposed to be accept decades old polyester disco suit," absolutely unfair,

"TT," comes the sound from another room, and Damian al Ghul Wayne and Jon Kent appear, both wearing obviously matching outfits,

Dick wipes a nonexistent tear, "Sherlock and Watson, really Dami? I thought you guys will be Superman and Batman,"

Damian adjusts his hat, glacing at Jon for a moment before returning his gaze to his brother, "Now, why would we do that, Richard? Hmmmm, TT,"

Jon procures a thick notebook from one of his pockets, and a fountain pen, and starts writing in it, "We thought it'd be too obvious, and we couldn't agree on any another matching characters,"

Jason yearningly stares at the high quality fountain pen, then looks at his youngest brother and his best friend, "I will gift you children a batmobile if any of you two wears this ugly polyester suit,"

"I want batmobile as a Halloween present," everyone familiar voice says, and Stephanie Brown appears, wearing short brown wig and also familiar suit, followed by Kara Zor-El, Cassandra Cain, and Cassie Sandsmark, all wearing also similiar suits as Stephanie,

Jason almost starts crying as soon as he sees the quartet, "You four are not going as Lanterns, please tell me B's seen you,"

Cassandra smirks, leaning on Kara, "Of course he hasn't, but his reaction is crutial,"

Damian stares at Stephanie's wig, "I suppose you're going as Jordan, and you three are Gardner, Scott, and you... are going as Red Lantern, Cassandra,"

Cass points at Kara, then picks at her own blonde wig, "I asked her and she gave me permission to go as Red Lantern version of her,"

Dick mutters under his breath, "Girls, man,"

Jason tries scratch his hip, but gets his hand slapped again by his older brother, "Can you not ruin my precious first Nightwing uniform for one second,"

Cassie stares at Jason in the original Nightwing suit, and says, "that thing looks like the cheapest fabric ever, Dick, how did you even fight in this without ripping it in pieces,"

Jason laughs, "I love how we're successfully on our way to make a grown man in his thirties cry,"

Dick sighs, checking hidden pockets of his old costume, for what is to find out, "It takes more than making fun of my old suit to make me cry, I think you have mistaken me for someone else here," he says while not so subtly glancing at the man wearing his old suit,

Jason just ignores him, making a face while sipping his tea, "This is cold, ew,"

Damian looks around the room, "Where are Drake and Duke?"

Cassie laughs, "Tim is with Bernard, Kon, and Bart, they're going as the original Ghostbusters after I said I'm not doing Seinfeld with them," and there's something to be said about her orange wig,

Jon looks away from his little notebook, biting the cap of the fountain pen, and definitely not noticing disgusting looks from Cass, Jason, and Damian, "You four could've gone as The Wizard of OZ characters,"

"Yeah and then we would've have to see Tim as a Dorothy, and I don't think he can pull off such look," Jason mentions, still holding his tea and pointedly staring at the Lantern quartet, ignoring youngest Superfamily member in the room, "And also, Duke's doing several parties tonight, he'll come back after his reunion with the We Are Robin crew, I think he managed to get matching costumes with Birds of Prey or something,"

Dick tears his gaze away from his costume, "Why do you know that?"

Infamous Red Hood finishes his cold tea, putting the mug on Damian's head, who doesn't even flinch, "Because I'm Red Hood, why do you not know? Also get this shit off me before I turn it into plastic cup,"

"Jason, what are you wearing?"

Kate Kane, dressed as a flapper, is here, and the show can begin.

#inspired by today's wfa episode #explanation why everyone hates discowing suit #batfam #batman #bat family #jason todd #discowing #dick grayson #damian wayne #jon kent #kara zor el #cassie sandsmark #cassandra cain #cass cain #stephanie brown #kate kane #batfam au #wayne family adventures inspired

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a-reader-and-a-writer · 3 years ago

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The Green Stuff

Febuwhump 2022: #7. Used as an Experiment

Fandom: DC, Superman, Clark Kent, Superman's Daughter!Reader

Word Count: 3052

TW: Torture, Pain, Burns, Suffocation, Drugged, Kidnapped

@febuwhump

It has never been easy having Superman as a dad. Of course, you love him to death, and he has always been the best father a person could ask for, but trying to live up to his legacy has always seemed like a herculean task. And it wasn’t helped by the fact he constantly refused to let you venture out on your own. Though you had been working with him for years as his sidekick, he put his foot down when it came to letting you go out on solo missions. You thought maybe now that Jon was old enough and he had been joining the two of you on rescues, things might change. But if anything, it had seemed to make your dad even more reluctant to let you go off on your own.

To make matters worse, your godfather was no help on the subject. You would have thought a man who raised multiple children from a young age to be his partner in crime would be more open to the idea, however, Bruce was just as adamant as your dad that you stuck by his side. Which really wasn’t fair since Dick left to go solo and become Nightwing around your age! But they both claimed that your powers needed more supervision, more oversight, more – blah, blah, blah. You were sick of it!

So, one day when you are walking home from your day job and you hear a cry for help coming from an alley a few blocks over, you jump at the chance to prove everyone wrong and show them you can handle a crisis on your own. Quickly dumping your belongings and street clothes behind a dumpster, you fly towards the sound of the distress call in your costume. Landing carefully, you peer down the darkened alley but you can’t see anyone.

“Hello? Did someone call for help? It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you.” You take a few steps further into the alley.

Suddenly, you hear a sound behind you, and something sharp stings the back of your neck. Whipping around, you knock a syringe out of the hands of the masked man who is now standing a few feet in front of you. Looking down at the needle on the ground as it drips a single green drop from the end, you smirk smugly. While you had to admit you were surprised that the needle had been able to pierce your skin in the first place, you know that you were immune to practically every poison or knockout drug known to man, so the little jab meant nothing to you.

That is until you try to take a step towards your attacker and almost fall over as you lose your balance. Trying to steady yourself against the wall of the alley, you realize your vision is beginning to blur and all of your strength is slowly draining from your body.

Weakly, you look up at the person in the mask and ask, “Wh-what did you do?” But you don’t get a reply.

Trying to take another step, you collapse into a heap on the ground. Your entire body feels as if it is being filled with wet cement and it is getting more difficult to move. Somehow, you manage to raise your right hand to your chest and press down on the communication link hidden there.

Almost immediately, your dad’s voice rings out slightly concerned but more curious as to why you are calling him. “Hey, are you okay?”

“D-dad… help-p…” you manage to stutter.

Instantly, the confusion in his voice switches to fear as he hears you struggle to get the words out. “What happened? Where are you?”

“…messed up……” Whatever had been injected into your system finally overtakes you completely as your hand falls away from your chest and your eyes flutter closed.

The last thing you hear as the darkness swallows you is your dad screaming your name through the link.

When you finally wake up an indeterminate amount of time later, you feel weaker than you have ever felt before. Even just opening your eyes and shifting your head slightly to look around at your surroundings takes almost everything in you to accomplish. The dim red lighting makes it hard to see anything, but you spy a row of test tubes with various colored liquids on a table by the wall. There are also a few men with guns circling the spot where you are laid out, eyes never leaving you and fingers twitching near the triggers. This is slightly concerning. Under normal circumstances, you are just as bulletproof as your dad. But in your current state…

Glancing down, you realize that you are strapped to a long steel table by thick metal straps across your torso and over each wrist and ankle. You can feel a soft buzzing coming from the restraints, a tell-tale sign they are infused with magic. You and your powers are extremely susceptible to magic. This is not good.

Suddenly, the red lights disappear as a blinding clear examination light shines directly in your face. Blinking at the sudden brightness, you see a figure enter the room and move between the armed men heading directly for you. You sneer defiantly. “Luthor. I should have guessed.”

The supervillain grins as he approaches you. “Hello my dear. I must say this is a surprise. I was expecting to capture your father or perhaps even your brother, but you will serve my purposes just as well. For you see, I have a few little experiments I have been hoping to run, but I have just been waiting for the perfect test subject. And you will do nicely.

“After my many years of confrontations with your father, I have managed to learn about some of his weaknesses.” He gestures to your cuffs. “Magic for one has always seemed to be outside the might of your powers. Also, these red solar lights.” He points to the lights that had previously been shining on you. “They seem to sap your strength to essentially human levels. As does this.” He pulls out a piece of green kryptonite from his pocket and you flinch. He smiles at your reaction. “Yes, this has always been my greatest weapon against you Supers. And yet, none of these individual elements have ever been enough to stop you by themselves. Which had me wondering…..”

Luthor walks over to the row of test tubes. “What would happen if I were to combine these elements into a single weapon? Would that finally be enough to stop you? And so, I have had my research team working on this very question for almost a year now and they have come up with some very interesting results. The only problem was, I needed a test subject first. A little trial and error if you will. Which is where you will come into play.”

You gulped nervously. Luthor might be an evil maniac, but he was also a genius with the money to be able to hire all the top medical minds to help him. If he thought he had a weapon to use against you, there was little doubt in your mind it would work or, at the very least, slow you down immensely. But you still have one hope left.

“If I were you Luthor, I would forget your little experiment and start leaving town now. I managed to make a distress call before your man grabbed me. My father will be coming for me at any moment,” you sneer defiantly, trying to hide how scared you really are.

But Luthor just grins. “Don’t worry, I planned for that. You see, the bottom six floors of this building, which we are on the bottom of, have each been lined with a three-inch layer of lead so he will not be able to see you down here. Then, both the walls of this room and the outer rooms surrounding it are covered with these red solar lamps. I have temporarily turned these off but the ones in the other room are still on at full charge. Plus, I mixed green kryptonite into the glass of each of the bulbs for extra protection. So even if he manages to find you, in theory by the time he gets into this room he will be too weakened to save you. Call it another experiment.”

Your heart sinks as the last of your hope evaporates. Luthor was right. Even if your dad found you, it would be too dangerous for him to try to save you. You are on your own.

Luthor sees your expression drop as the realization hits you and his smile widens. Cheerfully, he says, “Now that all of the explanations are out of the way, I believe it is time for the experiments to begin!”

He grabs a small beaker full of thick, slime-like green liquid off the table next to you. Using a small pipette, he drips a few drops onto your arm. The second the liquid touches your skin, it begins to burn like acid. You can actually see smoke streaming up from the bubbling puddle on your arm. You try to fight through the pain but within seconds, you are a screaming, quivering mess as you try desperately to wipe the liquid from your arm. However, all attempts to do so just spreads it around more, increasing the area that is burning. Just when you think the pain can’t get any worse, Luthor places a few drops on your leg this time. You jerk and strain against the bindings, but the magic infused within them makes them impossible for you to break. You are forced to lay there and just endure the pain.

Three more drops are placed in various other areas of your body. By this point, you are half-delirious from the pain and the smell of your burning flesh is making you nauseous. Finally, Luthor takes pity on you and has one of his assistants wipe the liquid from your skin. While the burning doesn’t go away completely, the intensity does decrease to some extent. Cautiously, you glance at the burn on your arm and immediately wished you hadn’t. If the smell had been bad, the sight of your raw, half-dissolved flesh is a hundred times worse.

You only feel half-conscious right now as exhaustion, disgust, and pain all swirl throughout your body. But at least it is over…. or so you think. Before you even have a chance to recover from the first experiment, Luthor approaches you with a glowing green syringe. You struggle weakly again, even though you know it is pointless. Before you can even mutter a weak plea for him to stop, he jams the needle into your arm and presses down on the plunger. Immediately, it feels like fire is burning through your veins. You can feel the exact spots where the poison has reached as it travels through your system, carried by your overactive bloodstream. Soon, your entire body is in flames. You jerk and twitch as the poison begins to mess with your nervous system. And as your mouth suddenly begins to fill with blood, you realize you have bitten through your tongue.

Luthor is saying something as he hovers over you, but your brain can’t comprehend the words. However, you see him grab another syringe and inject you in the same spot. And just like before, you can feel the liquid traveling throughout your body, but this time, it is like an icy wave quenching the flames that are burning within you. You let out a shaking sigh of relief as you lay panting, weak and aching, on the table. Silently, you beg for your dad to show up to save you even though deep down you know he can’t. This room would be just as dangerous to him as it is to you. Yet, you can’t help imagining him busting through the ceiling and taking you away from this hell.

Once again, Luthor approaches you, this time with an oxygen mask. As you weakly try to struggle away from him, he says, “Don’t worry. This is the last one. After this experiment is through, I will have no more use for you and your pain can end. However, in the meantime…”

He slips the mask over your head and tightens it around your nose and mouth. You try to fight back, but at this point you are too weak to do much more than rock your head back and forth. Luthor smiles as he turns on the nozzle of the tank that is connected to your mask. You watch helplessly as green gas begins to travel up the tube and streams into the mask. You try to hold your breath, hoping you can outlast whatever is in the tank. However, you are just too weak to hold out for long. As soon as you gasp your first breath, the gas is sucked down your throat and into your lungs. You immediately struggle to breathe as the gas burns like volcanic smoke, scorching whatever it touches. Within seconds, your throat and lungs are in searing pain as your chest heaves violently, struggling to get the tiniest bit of oxygen from within the green gas. But it is a fruitless effort.

Soon, your vision begins to blur and darken, unconsciousness finally coming to rescue you from your pain. But on the very edge of your awareness, you hear a crash, followed by the sounds of a struggle. Seconds later, the mask is ripped off your face and thrown across the room. You gasp wildly, struggling to breathe through your ruined throat and lungs as you feel your restraints being unlatched. As your vision slowly returns, you look up at the familiar shape of your rescuer.

“-uce.” is all you can manage to wheeze out as you gaze gratefully at your godfather.

Batman stares down at your brutalized, tortured form. In all the years you had known him, you had never once called him Bruce while he was in costume and this fact worries him almost as much as your appearance.

He places a hand gently on your head, running it softly over your sweat-dampened hair. “Don’t worry. You’re safe now and everything’s going to be okay.” He hits the button on his intercom and speaks into it. “Superman, I found her. Luthor escaped but I managed to round up most of his men. She’s alive but…. she’s in bad shape. You need to come get her.”

“-o… no… t-trappp… don’t.. let… him…” you agonizingly squeeze out in a jagged croak. Besides just the traps you knew about, who knows what other surprises Luthor might have set for your father in case he tried to save you. You couldn’t risk him coming here even though Luthor was gone and all you wanted in the world right now was your dad.

Somehow, Bruce understands what you were struggling to say, and he speaks back into the intercom, “Change of plans. Just meet me on the street right outside the building. We will be up there in a minute.”

As he clicks off, you nod softly in thanks as he gathers you carefully into his arms. Every muscle, every bone, every cell in your body aches and you can’t hold back the moan that escapes your lips as you settle against his chest. Moving as quickly yet as carefully as possible, Bruce carries you from the lab. As he enters the next room, you flinch deeper into Bruce as you are bombarded by the multitude of red sun lamps. He notices and picks up his pace.

As soon as you are out of that room and headed up towards the surface above, you feel your muscles slightly relax. Already you can feel the draw of the yellow sun high above you alleviating some of the agony that still courses through you. And as soon as Bruce opens the front door of the building and you feel the first rays of the sun on your skin, it is an instant relief. And that relief is only intensified when you feel Bruce transfer you into your dad’s waiting arms. As they wrap tightly around you, you weakly look up to his tearstained face.

But he gives you a small smile as he says, “Hey, baby. It’s okay. You’re safe now. I won’t let him hurt you anymore.” He nods his thanks to Bruce before gently lifting off into the air. “This should help you feel a little better and heal faster.”

He quickly soars up higher and higher until the two of you are hovering just on the edge of the atmosphere. And he was right. The radiation from the sun is much more intense up here and it feels like a wave of cooling air across your injuries. While it isn’t instantly healing your wounds, it is definitely easing some of the pain.

You burrow your face into the “S” on your dad’s chest as you manage to squeeze out, “.. I’m… s-sorry… Da…”

“No, baby. This was not your fault. I should have been there for you when you called, and I wasn’t. But I am so proud of the way you dealt with everything. I think I’ve been wrong this whole time to try and hold you back, keep you close. You are more than capable of handling yourself and I should have let you branch out more on your own a lot sooner. I’m sorry.”

You blink in surprise. You had assumed this experience would have made him want to keep an even tighter grip on you instead of giving you more freedom. “I ‘ppreciate it… but ma-maybe no… solo missions… for a while.”

Your dad smiles down at you before placing a light kiss to the top of your head. “Take as long as you need. But just know when you feel you are ready, I believe that you will be one of the greatest heroes this world has ever seen. But for now, get some rest.”

So, with your dad’s praise ringing in your ears and the sun’s rays warming your skin, you let yourself drift off to sleep, finally escaping the nightmare you had been through.

#febuwhump #febuwhump 2022 #febuwhumpday7 #used as an experiment #fic #superman #superman x reader #superman & reader #clark kent #batman #batman & reader #lex luthor #dc #dc x reader #whump #torture tw #pain tw #experimentation tw #suffocation tw

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a-reader-and-a-writer-for-all · 3 years ago

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The Green Stuff

Fandom: DC, Superman, Clark Kent, Superman’s Daughter!Reader

Word Count: 3052

TW: Torture, Pain, Burns, Suffocation, Drugged, Kidnapped

“Hello? Did someone call for help? It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you.” You take a few steps further into the alley.

Weakly, you look up at the person in the mask and ask, “Wh-what did you do?” But you don’t get a reply.

Almost immediately, your dad’s voice rings out slightly concerned but more curious as to why you are calling him. “Hey, are you okay?”

“D-dad… help-p…” you manage to stutter.

Instantly, the confusion in his voice switches to fear as he hears you struggle to get the words out. “What happened? Where are you?”

“…messed up……” Whatever had been injected into your system finally overtakes you completely as your hand falls away from your chest and your eyes flutter closed.

The last thing you hear as the darkness swallows you is your dad screaming your name through the link.

Your heart sinks as the last of your hope evaporates. Luthor was right. Even if your dad found you, it would be too dangerous for him to try to save you. You are on your own.

“-uce.” is all you can manage to wheeze out as you gaze gratefully at your godfather.

You burrow your face into the “S” on your dad’s chest as you manage to squeeze out, “.. I’m… s-sorry… Da…”

So, with your dad’s praise ringing in your ears and the sun’s rays warming your skin, you let yourself drift off to sleep, finally escaping the nightmare you had been through.

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robinofgothamcity · 3 years ago

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under the cut is my newly updated masterlist:

first update: april 8th, 2022

fics are color coded by fandom: comics-pink, books-green, wrestling-purple, NHL-blue, miscellaneous-yellow

DC-

KLARION BLEAK / KLARION THE WITCH BOY:

- the team finding out you're secretly dating klarion

- klarion gives you a little surprise

ROY HARPER / ARSENAL:

- hearing about roy's rough mission

- you reunite with roy again

- you and wally get closer much to roy's dismay

- you're scared to see roy after years of ditching him

- jason discovers you relationship with roy

- you meet roy for the first time

DAMIAN WAYNE / ROBIN:

- damian hates you in jon's clothes

- he realizes he's in love with you

- it's love at first time for him

- damian surprises you at homecoming

- "i dont like when they touch you."

- "everything changed when i met her."

JON KENT / SUPERBOY:

- you don't realize jon is damian's best friend

- damian's sets you up on a blind date

- your daughter from the future leaves unexpected news

GARFIELD LOGAN / BEAST BOY:

- gar doesn't like the way jason looks at you

DICK GRAYSON / NIGHTWING:

- you and dick run into your boyfriend cheating on you

- "what made you fall in love with her?"

- "no one is going to hurt you."

- you get sent into the future with dick

- you and dick are closer than you think

DUKE THOMAS / THE SIGNAL:

- you try to cheer him up

TIM DRAKE / RED ROBIN:

- you overhear an uncomfortable conversation about you

- "i thought you were dead! for years!"

- tim reveals his feelings for you

- "the guy who wins your heart will be so lucky."

JASON TODD / RED HOOD:

- "space is the last thing i want from you!"

- jason meets one of dick's many ex girlfriends

- dealing with jason's shitty attitude once again

- "don't you dare leave me!"

BART ALLEN / IMPULSE:

- bart hates to see you cry over your boyfriend

- you realize your relationship with damian isn't what it seems

- you and bart meet your future kid

CONNOR KENT / SUPERBOY:

- connor doesn't like to see you hurt

- "the next time i'll see you, it'll be in hell!"

BRUCE WAYNE / BATMAN:

-Only Prettier

EDWARD NASHTON / THE RIDDLER:

"me estoy enamorando de ti."

MARVEL-

BARON ZEMO:

- you get dragged into zemo's life unexpectedly

HARRY POTTER-

REMUS LUPIN:

- the two of you enjoy a night together

PJO / HEROES OF OLYMPUS-

NICO DI ANGELO:

- nico finally realizes his feelings for you

JASON GRACE:

- a competition sparks up between him and travis

- leo refuses to let jason date you

PERCY JACKSON:

- you attend a yankees game with percy

OCTAVIAN:

- "it's us against the world now, huh?"

LEO VALDEZ:

- leo doesn't realize he's falling in love with you

WWE/AEW-

KUSHIDA:

- you and him become tag partners

ILJA DRAGUNOV:

- you see him win the NXT UK title

MARCEL BARTHEL:

- you find out you're pregnant

TIMOTHY THATCHER:

- you meet Tim for the first time

WALTER (bc fuck his new name lmao):

- you manage to crack walter's walls

KENNY OMEGA:

-Happier than Ever Part One

-Happier than Ever Part Two

-happier than ever part three

WARDLOW:

-"you're just putting on an act."

HOOK:

-"welcome home."

NHL:

KIRBY DACH:

- "how long were you bottling this up?"

miscellaneous:

TIM KLITZ:

-"i'll make you eat your words."

-"the girl is closer than you think."

#nhl #dc #marvel #wwe #harry potter #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #pjo #masterlist #dc comics #robin of gotham city #robin rambles

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butwhyduh · 3 years ago

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What do you think about damijon x reader? It's a concept I've seen a few times, and it's pretty neat. Part of me is super into it when the reader is like an amazon, just because the parallel is there between their little group and the big three. I'd love to hear your opinion on the matter.

Also: "Getting a girlfriend, Kent. I hope you're a fan of distractions." "Does this mean you don't want to hold hands with us?" "...I didn't say that."

Awwww that’s adorable. Superwonderbat gen 2.0. Obviously I mean when they are both grown.

I feel like it would have to be the reader and Jon that start dating and they both admit they have a crush on Damian.

“Who doesn’t think Nightwing is hot?” Jon joked.

“Exactly. It’s totally natural,” you said. “Nightwing and Flamebird are both way too hot. Like sometimes I don’t even understand how attractive you both are.”

“Aww, Thanks. I wish I could date you both sometimes,” Jon said and you laughed.

“Yeah. Same.”

……

“Maybe…”

“You think-“

“Why not?”

“The worst thing he could say is no.”

“Yeah.”

“Yeah…”

“Are we gonna ask him?”

“Absolutely.”

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3 days later

Damian was sitting by a gargoyle on a roof in Gotham when you both flew over. You sat on one side and Jon the other. Damian looked between your both who were watching him.

“What brings you here?” He asked. Cassandra wasn’t near as strict a Batman as Bruce had been but she did try to limit metas working in her city. Damian tried to honor it when he could.

“We were wanting to talk to you,” Jon said.

“Yes, so we were thinking, Dami,” you said taking his face in your hands. Damian stiffened. He knew Amazonians were more free with affection but he wasn’t. “We want you.”

“You want me,” he asked. “What does that mean? Jon, what is she talking about?”

“We want to be with you. As a couple,” jon said gently. Damian turned to look at him but you turned his face back to yours. He didn’t slip out of your hands the way he could.

“We both have interests in you, Damian Wayne,” you stated and he pulled back from you only to bump into Jon who stabilized Damian. “Please don’t leave. We want to talk. My people don’t define relationships so strictly as they do here but I know this is different.”

“I- I need to think,” Damian said, gently pulling himself away from you both. You nodded.

“Take your time. We’ll be okay no matter what your answer,” Jon said. Damian nodded roughly. He had had a crush on Jon since they had met as kids and on you when he met you a few years later. He looked between your faces. Didn’t you know he wasn’t good like you both? He had killed. He had done things he can’t take back. But no, you both looked at Damian like he was the moon.

“How would it work?” He finally asked. You grinned and Jon huffed out a little laugh.

“Terms and conditions? Ever a bat,” he laughed. “We take care of each other. We keep it between the three of us.”

You nodded agreement. “Sex is as you wish or not if you don’t wish. We just want to love you, Damian.” Your frankness was always so startling to Damian. He stepped a little closer.

“What do we- what do we call it?” He asked.

“Poly or sometimes I’ve heard it called a throuple,” Jon answered. “I’d just say I’m lucky to have a boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Are you thinking about it?” You asked. “Do you want to try?”

Damian stood silent for a moment. “I guess. Yes.”

You grinned and clapped your hands together and Jon huffed out a laugh. Damian let his lip turn up in the corner. You moved over to next to Damian. “Can I kiss you?”

“Yes,” Damian answered after a second.

You turned to Jon who had come close and asked him, “can I kiss you?”

“Of course.”

“Can you kiss each other?” You asked and they both nodded. You gently cupped Damian’s face and kissed him softly on the lips. His lips were cold in the windy Gotham air. You pulled back only to kiss Jon. His lips were warm as always. Then you gently cupped both of their heads as Jon bent closer to kiss Damian. You couldn’t help but watch them both.

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4 days later, Wayne manor

“Damian, I approve of your relationships but I must insist you and your partners take your kissing sessions elsewhere besides the rooftops,” Bruce said from his chair. His old back injury was flaring up again. Damian froze before nodding.

#friday night smut #batboy x reader #fns #Damian Wayne x reader #wonder!reader #Damian Wayne x wonder!reader #jon kent x damian wayne #Jon kent x Damian Wayne x wonder!reader #Damian Wayne fluff #Jon kent fluff

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How We Fell: Ch. 7

Day 7: War/Meeting

AO3

Marinette had grown up knowing that her world was special. She knew that there were heroes, and villains, and aliens and gods. But growing up, as a child who loved to design, she didn’t really care about keeping up with the news related to heroes. Sure, she knew that Wonder Woman had been spotted in Paris several times when Marinette was little, but she hadn’t really cared. Not much, anyway. And now, here she was. Standing near the top of the Eiffel tower with Chat Noir and Carapace by her side, she felt nervous. Extremely nervous. Not only were they about to meet with members of the actual Justice League, but they were also running out of time. Or, Marinette and Nino were. She wasn’t quite sure how old Chat Noir was or what his plans were, but she knew that both she and Nino had applied to universities not in France. Neither of them could really do that if Hawkmoth was still around. Well, Marinette couldn’t. She’d let her friend retire whenever he was ready. Marinette would not force someone to be a hero if they didn’t want to be. She knew how awful that could be. Shifting her weight, she lets out a huff.

“Are you cold, M’lady?” Chat asks, frowning. Marinette shoots him a tight smile.

“Not really. Just wish I wouldn’t have suggested getting here so early.” She admits, crossing her arms over her chest. She’d thought it would be a good idea to get there twenty minutes early, to set up a strong presence and look professional. What she hadn’t counted on, was how cold it would be. And how boring.

“Any idea why they decided to look into the situation now, dudes?” Carapace asks. He’d been oddly silent since arriving. Marinette assumed it had something to do with the fact that Alya would be missing the chance to meet several members of the Justice League. Marinette had felt a little guilty about that, but Rena Rouge had also been retired. Several years ago, with the rest of the temporary heroes. Besides, this wasn’t a social visit. It was a meeting to debrief the League on what was happening in Paris, and maybe ask if Batman could help with some of the detective work. Marinette had stopped accusing Gabriel Agreste when she was talking to Chat Noir, but she was still certain that he was Hawkmoth. He just fit the profile.

“Have you heard about the exchange program with Gotham?” Ladybug asks. Both boys nod. “My guess is, it has something to do with that. Everyone knows that Batman knows everything that happens in Gotham, so chances are one of the Parisian students mentioned the situation. Somehow, it got back to Batman and now they care.”

“Well, you’re mostly right.” A new voice says. Marinette immediately tenses, moving swiftly into a fighting pose. Her eyes narrow at the figure stepping out of the dark.

“And you are?” She asks, not relaxing her stance.

“Dudette! That’s Mr. Nightwing! Man, you’re so cool.” Carapace grins, practically vibrating with excitement. Ladybug relaxes her shoulders, letting her fists fall, but keeping her feet planted.

“Apologies. I, admittedly, do not know much about other heroes.” Ladybug says, giving a tense nod. Nightwing just grins, shrugging.

“That’s fine. I was a little ahead of the others, but they should be here-”

“What happened to arriving together?” A familiar voice huffs out, flying into the light. Marinette blinks. Sure, she’d heard Superboy talk before. He’d been the one to set up the meeting. But seeing him, his face, in the light? She swallows back the bile threatening to escape. She sneaks a peak at Carapace out of the corner of her eye to see if he’s noticed too. Noticed that Superboy, is quite clearly Jon Kent. Unsurprisingly, Carapace’s jaw had dropped. And Chat Noir’s tail had twitched, but Marinette didn’t really want to read into that. She was fine not knowing who her leather clad partner was.

“Superboy.” Ladybug says, nodding once at the hero. He grins and waves at her, and the grin is so familiar, so normal, that she wants to take a step back. Or take a step forward and slap him, Seriously, why did he think it was a good idea to be a hero without wearing a mask?

“Nice to see you again Ladybug.” He says, grinning. She takes a deep breath to steady herself. Before she can completely ground herself, more figures step out of the shadows and into the light.

“I’m telling you, Bats, there’s nothing serious going on in Paris. I scouted it myself, back when those calls first started.” A man, Green Lantern, says with a huff. Ladybug scoffs, turning her glare onto the man.

“If you would have bothered to listen to my damn calls, then you would know that my powers fix all of the damage. Which means there’s no lasting damage for you to scout. Unless you show up during an attack, or before my powers have had a chance to work, you wouldn’t see any differences.” Ladybug explains, keeping her body tense. Carapace had moved to stand just behind her on the left side, while Chat Noir had shifted to stand just in front of her on the right side. Green Lantern huffs.

“Yeah, okay kid. Sounds a little too convenient for my taste.” He says. Ladybug’s eyes narrow and she moves forward slightly.

“I don’t care what you think. If you don’t believe me, get out of my city. You just being here ups the chances of a devastating akuma attack by at least twenty percent.” She says. He scoffs.

“Sure it does, kid.” He snorts. Marinette clenches her fists together, thankful that she can see Carapace keeping an eye on the skies. She’d thought she saw a butterfly sneaking around the edges of the tower when she’d first arrived. But since no akumatized person had appeared, she’d assumed it was just a normal butterfly. Still…

“I don’t appreciate the patronizing tone. I might be younger than you, but that doesn’t mean I’m any less of a hero. Or Carapace, or Chat Noir. Do you know how many times we’ve sacrificed ourselves for this city? How many times we have died or watched people we loved die because we didn’t have the resources we needed?” Ladybug rants, her voice dangerously low. Green Lantern’s eyes widen, a look of horror on his face.

“LB, Superman!” Carapace yells. Her stomach drops as she whirls around to face Superman, the familiar dark butterfly fluttering dangerously close to the Kryptonian. She throws her yoyo hard, letting it snap shut around the stupid insect. Pulling it back, she lets it open, watching as the butterfly flies up and away from the group. The League members are silent as they stare at her and her team.

“Get. Out. Of my city.” She hisses.

“Ladybug-” Superman starts, but she cuts him off.

“We can talk at a different time, not in Paris. But for now, I need all of you to leave. My team is not prepared to go up against an akumatized Superman just because you couldn’t control your emotions.” Ladybug huffs out, before pinching her nose. Sure, it was harsh. But Chat Blanc had been devastating enough. Both times. She didn’t want to put Paris through something like that, not if she could help it. An evil Superman? Might as well accept the end of the world.

“We have not discussed what we came to discuss.” Batman interjects, his voice deep and gravelly.

“Ladybug, I urge you to rethink this.” Wonder Woman adds. Marinette glances back at Carapace for support, Chat Noir oddly quiet. She guessed it had something to do with his whole “couldn’t make patrol earlier this week” thing. He had been sniffling earlier, so maybe he was sick.

“All due respect dudette, Ladybug and Chat Noir are kind of in charge of the Paris situation. I’d love to pass along the contact info for our communicators so that we can reschedule for a different place.” Carapace offers with a crooked smile. Wonder Woman purses her lips, but nods.

“Very well. I will accept that. Batman?” She asks, turning to the Gothamite.

“Fine.” He says gruffly. Marinette snaps out of her anger at the Justice League long enough to remember that she’d wanted to talk to Batman since she found out about the whole Gotham pen pal thing.

“M. Batman, if I could, could I send some files and information with you? We’re trying to narrow down our suspect list for Hawkmoth and we’re- I’m not the best detective.” She asks, forcing her voice to be lighter (and kinder) than it had been a few moments ago. It wasn’t that she disliked these heroes, but them being there and almost letting Superman be akumatized, it had made her anxiety skyrocket. Batman nods slightly.

“Of course. We will be in contact with you soon.” He promises. She lets out a sigh of relief before handing him the flashdrive. Their entire group disperses, and Marinette just manages to catch a glimpse of a red tunic and black cape. Robin. Wow. Three of the bats were in Paris. And she’d just made them leave. The second they’re out of ear shot, she lets her shoulders slump, eyes stinging with unshed tears.

“Oh, M’lady.” Chat says softly, opening his arms and pulling her into a gentle hug. She leans into the hold, relishing in the comfort of her best friend. After a minute of him just holding her, she feels the pressure of another set of arms. She laughs lightly, trapped in a group hug with two of the most important people in her life. Her childhood best friend, and the boy who’d been her partner since day one. So what if she still couldn’t see an end to the war in Paris. It would get better. It had to get better. And it was hard to think negatively when she was in such a tight group hug.

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Laying in bed, Marinette frowns up at her skylight. Tikki had gone out shortly after they got home, something about needing to talk to Plagg about the whole League situation. Marinette hadn’t objected, because she knew how much her friend missed Plagg. She sits straight up as a thought hits her. Jon was Superboy. Did Damian know? They were best friends, but that didn’t necessarily mean anything. None of Marinette’s friends knew that she was Ladybug, but maybe it was different when you were born a hero? Not just some kid who was accidentally given responsibility. She shakes her head, shoving the negative thoughts down. They wouldn’t be helpful for anyone.

ME hey

DAMIAN Marinette? Are you okay?

ME yeah, of course why? are you not?

DAMIAN I am fine. However, I am also not the one to text at two in the morning.

ME crap sorry just couldnt sleep

DAMIAN Are you going to be okay? Do you need to call?

ME im fine, or i will be anyway sorry for texting so late

DAMIAN It is no problem. I will endeavor to always answer when a friend texts.

Marinette smiles softly at her phone. Being friends with Damian wasn’t always easy, especially in the beginning. But it was always, always worth it.

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