#selina kyle's wedding dress

[lovefrombegonia]

Hear me out: Yue Qingyuan in Selina's wedding dress

Just imagine his long hair in a bun!

[stolos]

🦇🖤🐈‍⬛

The original piece is by Pruett Carter (which may be called ‘vanity, thy name’ but I’ve been having difficulty finding a solid source for the referenced painting.)

[gothamite-rambler]

Batfamily Mitzvah: Bruce tried to make sure Selina never learned about cousin Linda

Context: As the family birthday gathering approaches—an event they can hardly stand—Kate discovers some new information about the bar mitzvah. Specifically, she learns that it's called a bar mitzvah for boys. With this fresh insight, she decides to make a surprise visit to share the news with her favorite cousin, Bruce Wayne… right in the middle of his date with Selina Kyle. Isn’t she thoughtful?

Kate strolled past the tables of a high-end restaurant, catching the attention of a few patrons who raised their eyebrows at her disheveled appearance. As she reached Bruce's table, she slapped her hand down dramatically on the surface to announce her arrival.

Kate: Bruce, have you—

Bruce: How were you able to enter this place? That's not an insult about your appearance; you already know how I feel about that. They won't allow people in unless they pay an entrance fee.

Kate (raised an eyebrow): Oh, like Golden Corral?

Bruce (frustrated): You know that's not the same.

Kate chuckled, snatching a piece of broccoli from his plate and quickly popping it into her mouth before Bruce could grab her hand.

Kate: I'm just messing with you. I told the guy at the front that I was your jilted mistress and that I'd stab him if he tried to stop me from confronting you.

She gestured toward the nervous reservation man, who trembled slightly and quickly raised his menu to hide his face as Kate waved. Bruce sighed, burying his face in his hands.

Selina (taking a sip of her wine): So I'm not the other woman? Nice.

Kate: Love your dress, Selina. You dumping him soon?

Selina laughed, shaking her head with a hint of bemusement.

Selina: You're not my type.

Kate (pointing to Bruce): He is?

Bruce (impatient): Hey, why are you really here? To embarrass me? Because it's not going to work this time.

Kate: I’ll just have to try harder then. Anyway, I messed up a few details about our cousin Linda's grandson's Bar Mitzvah. First, I got the name wrong; apparently, the girls have a Bat Mitzvah. Why didn't you tell me that?

Bruce: You mocked me for not knowing I’m Jewish, which was a mistake that can happen to anyone who watched their parents die in an alley.

Kate: I should have a jar for the times you use your orphan status as a get-out-of-jail-free card. A dollar every time it's used.

Selina (joking): You'd need more than one jar.

Bruce gave Selina a look of betrayal at her comments about him. Selina smiled, sipping from her wine glass.

Selina: I say that not to be mean, Brucie. It's just that sometimes you overuse it. Like avoiding a paintball event at your job because 'my parents were shot in an alleyway.'

Kate: Or when you ducked out of a wedding because you said it reminded you of 'Mom and Dad getting married.' You weren't even a thought when they got married.

Bruce (bending his fork): Kate, you skipped out on that wedding too!

Kate: Yeah, but I’m awesome and don’t need an excuse. I just said I wasn't going because Cousin Marty sucks and has been married nine times, and that bride number ten isn’t 'the one.'

Selina: How long did they last?

Kate: He's married to bride number twelve now. I’ve stopped bothering to learn their names, right, Bruce?

Bruce had his face covered again as Kate playfully slapped her hand against his back.

Bruce: Please circle back to the details about the Bar Mitzvah so you can leave.

Kate snapped her fingers, remembering why she originally made this visit.

Kate: I forgot the name of the synagogue, but I wrote down the directions. The party afterward is at The Grand Oak Banquet Hall, where Beth and I had our Bat Mitzvah—I got it right this time.

Kate slapped Bruce on the arm again while chuckling. Selina covered her mouth with her cloth napkin, nodding in agreement with a smile.

Kate: Linda is apparently going all out for this, and while I hate her so much, it's best we’re on our best behavior. She might put us in the will.

Bruce: I'm good.

Selina (interjecting): Linda was the one who stabbed her husband with a poker from the fireplace?

Kate: No, that was our great-aunt Susanna. Linda was the one who hit her husband with a car.

Selina (correctly guessing): After he slept with her sister, they stayed together not because they believed in marriage, but because that sister later died in a hospital fire.

Kate: That's the one! Damn, you remembered the fire too? Wow, cuzzo, you’ve got a great listener here.

Selina (pointing her thumb at Bruce): I've had decades of practice with this guy.

Bruce muttered curse words under his breath, still trying to comprehend how this was all happening during his date with Selina.

Bruce (muffled): Don't forget the part where you said you'd do the same to me after I told you the story.

Selina: I said it was on a list if you ever betrayed me.

Kate: Hot, smart, and vengeful. I can see why he loves you.

Selina: Aww, thanks.

Bruce (raising his voice): Can you just tell me why you’re here?!

Nearby patrons stared at the trio perplexed causing Bruce to blush with embarrassment. Kate smirked, pleased by his discomfort.

Kate: Right, so the Bar—not Bat—Mitzvah is going to be at that event hall at four in the afternoon, but we can be twenty or thirty minutes late. It gives us time to grab a few drinks at the bar next to the hall. I'm a regular there because of these events.

Bruce (lamenting): I hope they have strong drinks.

Kate (relating): Oh, they do. It's formal, and the color Linda picked is all shades of blue. Her son and his wife apparently have no say in the matter.

Selina (surprised): Oh wow. Wait, is it connected to an inheritance or will?

Kate (nodding): Yeah, she’s crazy but rich as hell. Like as rich as him.

Kate pointed to a mortified Bruce, who stared at his plate of steak, zoning out of the conversation, prompting Kate to flick him on the ear to get his attention.

Kate: As I was saying, she demanded blue everything because—

Kate cleared her throat.

Kate (hoity-toity New Yorker accent): "He's a boy, and boys love blue, and I'm payin' for it."

Bruce rubbed the temple of his forehead at how accurately Kate imitated their cousin. Selina listened with enjoyment, not touching her plate of salmon.

Kate: I'm thinking we could wear blue suits, but the shades need to be different because we aren’t matching. All right, Bruce? Bruce?

Selina (playfully hitting Bruce on the arm): Make sure your shade of blue doesn’t match hers.

Bruce rolled his eyes.

Bruce: Got it. Why aren’t you wearing a dress again, Kate? Worried it’ll look ridiculous on you?

Kate: I know I can rock a blue dress; I have in the past. But this is a protest so that Linda knows I’m into women and won’t try to set me up with her friend from church who totally can "change my mind about being a lesbian." I’ll wear combat boots and get a buzz cut until she sees and tolerates it. I’ve accepted that I’m never going to get to acceptance.

Kate chuckled at her own joke.

Selina (agreeing): I swear, my mother was the exact same way. I totally get wearing the suit.

Kate: Thank you, cousin-in-law. Hey, Bruce, I’m starving; I didn’t stop for food before making this important visit. I’m just going to do this real quick.

Kate took the knife next to Bruce’s plate and sliced a small piece of steak, chewing it for a few seconds while nodding.

Kate: Medium rare, good pick.

Bruce: Yeah, I was enjoying it too. Let me see if I got everything: You got the address to the synagogue, it’s at the banquet hall that side of the family has used since I was a child, Linda is insane but we have to behave so you can get her beach house in the will, the formal color for the event is blue because she’s crazy, and you want me to wear a darker shade of blue for my suit. Did I miss anything?

Kate: Bingo you got it all correct! And Lenny will be there; he got released from Oaks Asylum, and he’s going strong on being a vocal Batman truther. He hasn’t let up about that.

Selina (confused): Batman truther?

Bruce (exhausted): They think Batman is a mythical entity, which is why he always lurks in the night. They don’t consider that more crimes happen at night—nope, he's a cryptid. I stopped enjoying the rumor when it spiraled into other nonsensical conspiracy theories.

Kate quickly swiped a slice of potato from Bruce’s plate before he could react. He huffed in annoyance but reminded himself to stay calm since they were in a public restaurant.

Kate: To be fair, the guy wears a bat suit.

Selina giggled, enjoying the exchange as she sipped her wine.

Bruce: It’s not funny; he won't shut up about it. And you’re not one to talk, Kate.

Kate: Don’t be jelly; Batwoman looks better than you.

Bruce: Selina, am I actually unconscious in a hospital right now?

Selina (shaking her head): Sorry, this is real.

Kate (mocking her cousin): He’s upset I interrupted your date, like you won’t be having sex later.

Bruce groaned, tapping his fingers on the table as he desperately wished for Kate to leave.

Selina: She's not wrong, but Bruce, you've held off on asking if I want to attend this Bar Mitzvah.

Bruce: It’s better for your sanity if you don’t meet them.

Kate: Oh, come on, Bruce; she’s used to the crazier aspects of your life. She should come with us. The more the merrier… and Linda not talking to me. Fair warning, though: She likes to be called Aunt Linda by everyone except her kids, and she will ask you a ton of evasive questions about your criminal past. It's a good laugh once you realize she's batshit insane.

Selina: I've dealt with intense interrogations and my own insane family reunions. I don't mind—

Bruce (interrupting, at his limit): No, no, you are not coming. I'm doing this to protect you—

Kate (correcting): He's worried they'll embarrass him in front of you.

Bruce (pointing to the way she came in): Kate, leave! Thanks for the info, but leave now or I will have security drag you out of here.

Kate: I think I successfully embarrassed you enough, and you’re welcome. Just remember, in two weeks, we’re going to the synagogue. I know churches scare you because you’re a baby, but at least try to step foot in this one.

Bruce blinked with suppressed frustration, choosing not to reply.

Selina: That means he’ll do it.

Kate: Good, now you’re not eating that steak, and I’m still starving, so I’ll take this off your hands.

Kate quickly grabbed the plate that Bruce was still prodding at, earning a fierce glare from him. He resigned himself to the fact that he wouldn't be getting that plate back.

Kate: Oh, and this—

With a swift motion, she slapped her cousin across the face with enough force that he fell to the ground.

Bruce (high-pitched): WHY?!

Kate: I LOVED YOU, YOU BASTARD! YOU CAN HAVE HIM; HE'S BROUGHT ME NOTHING BUT GRIEF!

Selina (playing along): Yes, get out of here; he’s mine!

Kate: Good riddance.

Dramatically, Kate stormed out as Bruce recovered, sinking back into his chair while rubbing the stinging side of his face. The surrounding patrons looked on with mixed reactions—some were shocked, some disgusted by Bruce Wayne being a cheater, and two old men nodded in approval.

Selina: She is such a delight.

Bruce groaned, annoyed that he lost his meal and looked like a fool.

Bruce: She took my steak! Dang it.

Selina (sliding her plate over): Want my salmon? I'm full.

Bruce: I appreciate that; thank you. I can't believe I'm going to have to be around Linda, Lenny, and all of them. Selina, if you truly love me, please don't go.

Selina: I have insane family; I get it and won't go, but if you change your mind, I have a dress that's perfect for parties like this.

Bruce: Thank you, and I'll consider that, but for right now, let’s enjoy this date.

Selina nodded.

Selina (jokingly): You think people here will figure out she was your cousin?

Bruce closed his eyes and held his head down, sighing at that realization.

Bruce: I'm going to get her back for that.

1st part -> Batfamily Mitzvah

[lurkinglurkerwholurks]

Satisfaction

Summary:

Selina had not been a little girl who dreamed of white dresses. The marriage of Selina Kyle and Bruce Wayne, from Selina's POV. For @audreycritter and @frownyalfred

Selina had not been a little girl who dreamed of white dresses. She had not filled her idle musings with bouquets of flowers and tiny cakes. Her interest in diamonds had always been professional, not personal, waxing and waning in sync with whatever artificial value the De Beers were enforcing in the moment. A wedding had never been on her list of goals, a marriage even less so. She had craved luxury, security, independence, autonomy. Nothing she had seen as a child, watching forgotten in a corner, nor as an adult, peering through the windows of strangers, had indicated that marriage could be anything more than a gilded cage at best, an end to all she guarded fiercely at worst.

And yet here she was.

Selina had been determined to be present and fully engaged in the consequences of her decision. She had made this choice, herself, fully and of her own free will, and yet the muscle memory of her soul twitched, threatening flight at the first suggestion of a trap. If she detached herself, she risked reacting instinctively, spirit engaging in the gaps where the will faltered. So she had cataloged each moment, each sensation, carefully, a discreet notation in her mental dossier, a bespoke placard hung alongside the framed piece—the feel of her dress being zipped into place, velvet and lace pressed to skin; the clouded smell of the roses in the bower over her head, their blossoms full and heavy; the whirr of insects beneath the stringed quartet that beckoned her down the aisle.

It still felt like a dream. Selina felt herself doubled, reverberant in mind and body. She was present, present, present, and yet outside herself, forever echoing outward with a ringing ripple of awe. She smiled at all the right moments, true and real, and noted the faces that reflected their joy back from the seats on the lawn. She marveled at herself from afar. She spoke her vows, repeating solemn phrases of partnership, devotion, binding loyalty, and meant them even as her insides quivered. She heard them as if from someone else’s lips.

She was getting married.

She was getting married.

She was married.

Selina Renée Kyle, the Wayne silent but wrapped around her heart like silk, a band on her left hand and a kiss pressed to her lips. Married.

Bruce, as always, was her bolt, her fixed point as she swung through space. He had taken her hand in his at the altar and kept it through the ceremony, the vows, the walk back down the aisle, and the final round of photos that followed, letting go only briefly to sign the license. The prolonged touch might have felt restrictive, but instead it felt like the final check on her lines before rappelling through a skylight, that superstitious tug and the feedback of an anchor point that would not fail. He held her aloft.

Their rehearsal dinner had been small, intimate, restricted to the cherished few that knew who was truly getting married the following evening. Bruce, to Selina’s surprise, had chafed against the wedding pageantry his status demanded and had made a bid for the ceremony to mirror the dinner, held before no more than a handful of witnesses.

“You and me,” he had said, words breathed into the side of her neck. “The kids. Alfred. That’s all we need.”

Selina knew better.

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[haveihitanerve]

The idea for a Stephcass ficlet

Their wedding day

Could start with both women preparing themselves for their big day (like Steph putting her dress on with her bridesmaids, Cass getting her hair done by Barbara) and then it's the ceremony (with vows, I do's and ring exchange) at a Gotham chapel with Jean Paul Valley officiating.

Some details I'd appreciate - Steph's gown being some big princess one with long train and veil that Bruce put lots of money on, Steph's bridesmaids could be her friends from Batgirl run (Kara Danvers, M'gann M'orrzz, Amy Allen and Courtney Whitmore). I'd like Cass to be wearing a dress too, maybe a mermaid or princessa too.

I hope you think about writing this, would love to see you do it <3

ooooh interesting... lemme see what i can do...

Cass was pretty sure she was going to puke. "You're turning green. Stop." Cass sent her maid of honor a dirty look, and Barbara smiled back.

"Come on," She teased, walking over to stand behind her and began messing with her hair. "Do you love her?" Cass nodded. "Die for her?" Cass nodded again. "Kill for her?" Babs laughed as she was pushed away. "Only joking. But come on! You've been waiting for this forever!"

Cass shrugged. "Doesn't make it less nerve wracking." She whispered quietly. "So much could go wrong." Babs tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, smiling fondly. "You're right. So much could go wrong. But so much more could go right." Cass smiled.

"I'm about to puke." Tim rolled his eyes, reclined on the couch, as Steph repeated the statement for the fifth time. "The Batbucket is right there- and will remain there until you actually go through with it."

Steph sent him a dirty look, but he just smiled back pleasantly. "Ooooh this was a mistake." "A mistake?" Now Tim was sitting up.

"Steph, look at me." Steph put her hands on her head, hyperventilating as she turned to face him. "You love her." It was a statement. "You'd die for her." Steph nodded. "Then just get out there and fucking marry her already!"

Steph laughed, hands falling back to her sides as she chucked a pillow at his face. "That's what I'm trying to do." She joked back. Tim smirked, cradling the pillow to his chest. "No, that's what I'm trying to get y'all to do." Steph snorted.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in." A familiar purr came from the door and Steph gasped, spinning to find Selina Kyle leaned against the doorframe. "Lina!" She leapt into the older woman's arms, and Selina chuckled, spinning her around.

"Hey sweetheart, my you look positively beautiful." She tucked a strand of Steph's hair behind her ear, smiling. Steph bowed her head, biting her lip as she gave a little twirl to show off her dress. "You like?" Selina nodded appreciatively.

"Bruce really went all out huh?" Tim laughed. "You should see Cass's." Steph sent him a look. "He's been doing that all day! Really building up the anticipation." Tim smiled at her.

"I know how much you love a good surprise. Especially one that's worth it. And trust me: its worth it." Steph's smile could have blinded the sun. "She's always worth it."

Steph's hands were so sweaty she was fairly certain she was about two seconds away from dropping her bouquet. Tim, naturally, poked her side, taking the flowers from her. She sent him a grateful look and he just nodded back, holding the flowers prettily in his hands, garnering a smile.

She and Cass had argued and gambled and competed over it, but at the end of the day Tim was her maid of honor, and Cass got Babs. It was a fair trade, in Steph's opinion, and she would have liked no one else at her side today.

Selina had already walked her down the aisle and now sat next to Bruce in the front row, murmuring things in his ear that made him chuckle. Steph liked to see it. He deserved some happiness.

He had almost pierced her eardrums with his whoop of joy when Cass had announced their relationship, which was nothing to say of their engagement.

"I always hoped you'd be my daughter through Tim, but I'll take Cassie too." He had told her, before promptly wrapping her in a massive hug and swinging her around until she was ready to throw up. Cass had never seemed happier than at that dinner, her face practically glowing as her whole family gathered to celebrate.

Bruce's gaze lifted to hers and his eyes softened as he mouthed "You look beautiful." Steph blushed, dipping her head in thanks. She had to admit, she did. Bruce truly hadn't spared any expense. Her dress was gorgeous, proper rich person material, though it remained just poor enough to where Steph would wear it.

It cut low, leaving only two strips of fabric cupping her breasts that wrapped around her neck, then connected to a skirt-like bottom half that fanned around her like water. It was, predictably, purple, but a lighter purple than was her usual, a soft, early morning color.

Steph didn't want to admit it, but dress shopping with Dick and Damian had been fun, and while Dick left something to be desired when picking out dresses, he was certainly a good judge of clothing when on a person, and Damian just had flawless taste. Plus neither balked at spending ridiculous amounts of Bruce's money.

Her train was long too, ending with a tinge of black at the tips, the only nod to her Bat origins and now family. She had no doubt that Cass had much more, but quite frankly she didn't mind. She was in love with a Bat after all. and was one herself.

Bruce stood, scooting past Selina and his kids to escape through a door. Steph bit back a smile as Jason snagged his arm before he left, slipping a packet of tissues into his hand. A new one, actually, as he had gone through his first one when Steph had been walked down the isle.

A hush dropped over the crowd and sweat slid down Steph's spine as She Keeps Me Warm began playing. The guests all stood, and Steph felt something like butterflies mingled with crippling anxiety and hydrochloric acid build in her stomach. The curtains parted.

Steph's breath caught in her throat. Cass walked in, on Bruce's arm, and the man was already tugging tissues from Jason's packet, tears sliding down his face. Cass was radiant, a smile plastered on her face so wide Steph swore the moon would be able to see it.

And Tim hadn't lied. Cassandra's dress.... breathtaking, was the only word to describe it. Simple, plain black, her sleeves small loops on her arms it fell down her body the same way her suit did and Steph wished she had some of Jason's tissues as a sob ripped from her throat. Gods... she was so in love with this woman...

Cass's smile dimmed as she approached, not getting lesser, necessarily, just smaller, fonder. More intimate. Bruce paused before the dais, pressing a kiss to his daughters cheeks before lifting her hand and reaching for Steph's.

"I'd tell you to take care of her," He murmured quietly, hand steady and grounding. He glanced at his daughter, smiling. "But you already have." Another stifled sob escaped her and Bruce reached up to press a kiss to her cheek as well, before falling back beside Selina.

Jean stepped forward, hands raised. "Dearly beloved," Steph heard nothing else, could hear nothing else, not as the radiant beauty in front of her met her eyes, sparkling like the finest stars in the sky.

"What does my body say now?" She whispered. Cass smiled. "It say you love me." Steph's smile could've split the world in two. "I do."

soooo..... yeah there. Idk. It did get away from a lil. Sry i dont know too much about either of their relationships outside the bats.... but i hope you liked💗

[munsonology]

ITS NUNNY!!!!! (A version of)

I found this on Pinterest, not by the original artist as usual, and with no credit so I’m not sure who made this or if it’s supposed to be cat woman or what. She looks like Selina Kyle tho but I’m gonna try to find the artist

But I just couldn’t help but imagine nunny in her wedding dress to Eddie and she has a bat cut out on the bodice of her gown 😭

It’s her surprise for Eddie, seeing as who’s she committing her life to, it seemed fitting to embrace the many parts of him

Update!! Found the artist! It’s Cassandra Cain by drawin_casscain on twitter! https://twitter.com/drawin_casscain/status/1459059504851660802

The original looks different so whoever uploaded it to Pinterest edited it :/

[blackbatpurplecat]

Does isn't bother you that Batman and Catwoman never last long?

It's always the same,they are together for a while,they break up,they give Selina Kyle a bad relationship and then she returns back to Bruce again only so that then she can leave and move on again,either make the relationship permanent or do the opposite,she gets her own stuff done well and gets no ties to batman

Oh it absolutely bothers me! Especially over the last few years it's been infuriating me. I think the worst low in recent years was the wedding fakeout, that one was such a ruthless middle finger to the fans.

Unfortunately, DC have been quite successful at slowly suffocating my interest and burning passion in the characters and the ship with all their bad writing and bad decisions. No content is watering my BatCat plant so it's withering. There's been nothing positive for me to feed on so BatCat is absolutely no competition when other ships I adore e.g. have gotten their happy ending (MCU), are sailing towards their happy ending (OFMD), or are about to get more new and good content (Gargoyles).

At DC, it's always always always the same, rinse wash repeat. And it's getting tiresome for this fan who's been watching/reading DC content for decades. It's probably alright for new fans as they haven't seen the repetition often enough yet so everything's still new and exciting.

The characters don't evolve, they don't grow, they don't learn, it's always the same, just dressed up differently. (That aspect makes Cat-Tales so fascinating because those stories show us what could happen IF the characters developed and learned.) If it was Lois & Clark, it wouldn't be as bad because their default state seems to be dating/married so they are happy which is good for them and great for their shippers!

Personally, I'm still longing for an Earth-2 comic book or a sequel to the Telltale Batman games. That would definitely water my crops. But as for now, I'm resigned to the fact that we will never get anything new. There's only fight, kiss, break up. Rinse Wash Repeat.

[kudosmyhero]

Batman (vol. 1) #312: A Caper a Day Keeps the Batman at Bay!

Read Date: July 15, 2023 Cover Date: June 1979 ● Writer: Len Wein ● Penciler: Walt Simonson ● Inker: Dick Giordano ● Colorist: Glynis Oliver ● Letterer: Ben Oda ● Editor: Paul Levitz ●

**HERE BE SPOILERS: Skip ahead to the fan art/podcast to avoid spoilers

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Synopsis: The Calendar Man is back in Gotham and committing one grand robbery a day for a week, with a new costume to symbolize what mythical god or planet for which the particular day of the week was named. On Monday, he dresses in a moonman outfit and steals handfuls of postage stamps cancelled by astronauts on the moon. On Tuesday, as Tiw, god of war, he robs Ulysses S. Grant's Civil War medals from a military museum. Batman investigates, but the only thing he finds are calendar pages with taunting handwritten messages from the supervillain.

On Wednesday, Batman has his first chance to capture Calendar Man. The supervillain robs another museum as Woden (or Odin), riding an eight-wheeled cycle to symbolize Woden's eight-legged steed Sleipnir, and uses a laser-blast lens over one eye to blast Batman's Whirly-Bat out of the sky. Batman manages to land on Calendar Man's vehicle, but barely escape being killed after the criminal disengages the rear chassis to escape on the remaining conventional motorcycle frame and lets it crash.

On Thursday, Commissioner Gordon informs Batman that the Gotham City Police are preparing a trap to capture Calendar Man on Sunday in the likely attempt him of him stealing a valuable statue of the Egyptian Sun god, Ra. On that night however, Calendar Man, dressed as Thor, he steals a painting entitled The Storm King. Batman attempts to stop him, but Calendar Man attacks him with a helmet weapon that injures Batman's inner ear with a sonic "thunder" blast. As it is, although Batman is able to disable the weapon, he is too injured to stand and is helpless against Calendar Man. The only way that Batman survives this encounter is that the police were approaching before Calendar Man can finish him off and is forced to flee.

While Batman convalesces as per doctor's orders firmly enforced by Alfred, the Calendar Man spends Friday, named for the wedding-goddess Frigga, robbing a wedding reception, and steals the money from an ecology benefit on Saturday, dressed as Saturn, god of agriculture.

Meanwhile, Wayne is frustrated at his situation and has to confine himself to conducting his business affairs in bed with Lucius Fox, who refuses to cooperate in providing his employer an excuse to get out of bed. However, on Sunday, when Alfred mentions that Fox would be leaving the city on the Western Sun Express soon, Wayne realizes what Calendar Man is planning to do on that day and distracts Alfred by getting his butler to call Selina Kyle while he slips away to get into costume.

Batman's realization is that surely Calendar Man would realize that the Ra statue would obviously be a lure for a police sting lying in wait for him. However, Sunday is also a day of rest, and thus fleeing the city would be in keeping with his themed crime wave and the Western Sun Express would keep with that theme as well. As such, Calendar Man is about to board the Western Sun Express and escape with his loot, but Batman confronts him at the last moment. Calendar Man makes a break for it, but his own theatricality proves his undoing considering he senselessly stops in the middle of Batman's hot pursuit and takes the time to change into what would become his default costume.

Regardless, Batman pursues Calendar Man into the railyard and is nearly killed when his boot gets caught in a rail juncture during his struggle with the supervillain as a train is heading right for him. Barely managing to get his boot off to dodge the train, Calendar Man manages to gain a seemingly insurmountable lead. In desperation, Batman throws a Batarang to a signal switch's lever and pulls on it to have the rigid signal strike Cale in the face. Knocked out, Batman captures his foe.

Unaware to the public during Calendar Man's crimes, intruders break into a defense installation, gas the on-duty personnel unconscious, and take a binary code for America's new defense system from a computer. On Sunday night, the gang demands $22,000,000 for its return, and sends a similar offer to the enemy governments. The double-cross is suited to the nature of the gang's leader, Two-Face.

(https://dc.fandom.com/wiki/Batman_Vol_1_312)

Fan Art: The Calendar Man (Inktober) by Nordtoemme

Accompanying Podcast: ● Overlooked Dark Knight - episode 13

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

The Right Thing for the Wrong Reasons

by x_UglyDuckling_x Turning toward her, it was then that Bruce noticed what she was wearing: a navy blue skirt suit, complete with a white buttoned blouse and round-toed heels. She looked like she'd just stepped out of a prestigious law office. "Well? Aren't you going to ask me why I'm dressed like this?" she held out her arms expectantly. "Why… are you dressed like that?" he cautiously played along. "Here, read my name badge," she unclipped it from her lapel and held it under his nose. Selina Kyle, Receptionist Wayne Botanical Headquarters Bruce stared at it almost as hard as he had Clark's wedding invitation that morning. "What do you think?" she begged. "Is… is this real?" Bruce flipped the badge over, inspecting the plastic. "Of course it is!" she snatched it back, indignant. "You honestly think I'd forge an employee ID badge?" Well, if we're being honest… Words: 993, Chapters: 1/46, Language: English Fandoms: Batman (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Carmine Falcone, Louisa Falcone, Pamela Isley, Dick Grayson, Alfred Pennyworth Relationships: Selina Kyle/Bruce Wayne Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Drama & Romance, Family Drama, Character Development via https://ift.tt/o7sINka

[arabian-batboy]

Say Yes to The Dress: DC’s edition.

[athenadcvell]

Selina: So you don't think I can fight because I'm a girl?

Bruce: I don't think you can fight because you're in a wedding dress. For what it's worth, I don't think Dick can fight in that dress either.

Dick: Maybe not, but I would make a RADIANT bride.

[yourholyeditor]

Pulled these off Google because the dress is bomb, couldn’t find the source tho (even reverse searched it too). Posting for my drawing refs

[athena14044]

The Batfamily Except as Things my Parents have Said: Part 3

Wedding Edition

All these things were said at my dad’s friend’s wedding, which unfortunately is the only wedding I actually remember attending. Among a number of. Choices. Was the decision to line the aisle with people holding swords.

If you attend a wedding and the groomsmen aren’t standing around discussing the pros and cons of various swords are you even attending a wedding?

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[darkgothamnights]

Absolutely obsessed with catwomans wedding dress

[selinakylegend]

Selina Kyle in Batman #44

[fantastic-nonsense]

y’all I will never forgive Tom King for the crime of not letting Selina wear that gorgeous dress to her wedding