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mylifeingotham · 1 year ago
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shihoerusu · 7 months ago
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Family
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missingnightwingsmullet · 1 year ago
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batfamily 🤍🩶🖤
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batman-catwoman1 · 8 months ago
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viaov · 2 years ago
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Brett Preston, Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Catwoman
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a-bluedream-posts · 2 years ago
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Selina by vznnry
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lighttheghost · 2 years ago
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I love drawing catwoman too much.
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quieroguero · 1 year ago
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more selina, always (DC i am always available)
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katerdaddy · 9 months ago
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I have such a yummy idea for a batcat fic. Starting in Batman’s first year as Batman and his run ins with Selina Kyle/ Catwoman. Kind of inspired by the Movie The Batman, but better. And I say goodbye to Canon as much as I want. And we will get to see Selina meeting Robin for the first time and Batman opening up that part of himself. Anyway—- I’m writing this whether you guys like it or not.
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renaissance35 · 2 years ago
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Bruce: You're the love of my life, my best friend. I would do anything for you.
Selina: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a descent sleeping schedule.
Bruce: Absolutely not.
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mylifeingotham · 1 year ago
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secondgenerationnerd · 7 months ago
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What was Mar-Mar's first reaction to snow? I feel like it was incredibly adorable for the batfamily to witness.
I like to think they call her Riri, but Mar-Mar is cute!
Honestly, I’ve had this in my head for a while so here’s the fic of it!
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An empty bed is nothing new for Dick to wake to. Especially in this room, remnants of his teenage self on the walls. But the smiling face of a beautiful woman, with impossible green eyes and red curls, from several pictures reminds him of who had fallen asleep in his bed last night.
Before he panicks, Dick walks down the hall. Sure enough, the door to Jason’s room stands open. He pokes his head in. Curled up on her broadchested uncle, his 8 year old daughter sleeps peacefully. Her stuffed elephant hangs from her hand. While she doesn’t wake, Jason’s eyes open, an arm wrapping protectively around her.
“Just me, Jaybird.” He says, smiling at the pair. “I’ll be downstairs.”
Yawning, Jason nods and closes his eyes, arm still around the little girl. As Dick heads down to the kitchen, he makes a note of who Mar’i went to. In the months since she came to Earth, the family quickly noticed a habit of hers.
Whether in their apartment in Blüdhaven or here at the manor, she would often end up in someone’s room. Curled up on their floor, sleeping fitfully. Not every night, but enough they figured it had to do with her late mother. They’d found a simple enough solution—Mar’i usually slept in her dad’s bed and, if she went to someone else’s room, she left to door open.
“Good morning, Master Richard,” Alfred says, setting down a mug of coffee.
“Morning, Alfred,” Dick takes the coffee with an appreciative smile, “Anything I can help with?”
“You may set the table for breakfast.” Dick knows better than to argue with his pseudo-grandfather. Setting the table, the pair chat about the gala from the night before. Then, Alfred asks, “Did Ms. Mar’i enjoy herself?”
Last night was Mar’i’s first Gala, and Dick couldn’t have been more proud of how she behaved, “I think she gave Bruce some gray hairs. He’s so used to our antics, he wasn’t prepared for her being an angel.”
“Clearly a trait from her mother.” Alfred notes, “I recall your goal to see which manor had the strongest chandelier.”
“Hey it was cute when I was 9!” Dick laughs, taking a seat at the breakfast bar.
“Daddy?” Mar’i’s sleepy voice warms something in him. Jason walks in carrying the little princess, her stuffed elephant in her arms.
“She heard your heartbeat leaving.” Jason says, handing her off to her father, “Think she’s still fighting sleep.”
“Hey, Starshine,” Dick takes her easily, kissing her dark curls, “You keep Uncle Jaybird safe last night?”
Nodding, Mar’i wraps her arms around his neck, face pressed to his shoulder. Dick’s come to love their morning routine. Sitting at the table while Jason helps Alfred cook breakfast, he reads the news and last nights reports. Letting her wake slowly.
By the time the rest of the family joins them, she’s coloring happily at the breakfast bar. Cass leans over to admiring the drawing of them dancing. Damian feeds Titus and Ace, accepting help from his stepmother. Once they’re all at the table, the dig into breakfast, chatting amongst themselves.
“Oh, look!” Cass says, pointing to the window, “It’s snowing!”
Everyone looks and, sure enough, find thick flakes falling from the sky. Frosting the grass and bare branches with soft snow.
Tim checks the weather, “We’re supposed to get a few inches today. Maybe we’ll get a few days out of it before it turns into a gray slu—“
“Princessa,” Jason interrupts, watching Mar’i heading towards the front doors, “Where are you going?”
Mar’i doesn’t answer. Stepping out onto the front porch, snow crunching under her bare feet, Mar’i stares up at the sky. Fluffy flakes land in her dark curls. Her hands stretch up, flinching at the first flakes until she realizes they won’t hurt her.
That’s when they hear it. Something they haven’t heard much of. A bright warm laugh bouncing off the walls. As they look back at Mar’i, they can’t believe their eyes. She’s floating. A few inches at first, then rising higher and higher.
“I thought she couldn’t….” Tim’s voice dies off.
“She hasn’t since….”
“Tamaraneans fly when they feel unbridled joy.” Dick murmurs. Mar’i keeps floating, giggling at the new sight. His own smile forming, he walks over to her, holding out his arms, “Come back, Starshine. I’ll miss you if you go.”
Mar’i twists in the air, as if it hadn’t occurred to her she was flying. Rather than taking off, like they’d expect most kids to do, she floats down into his arms.
“C’mon, beauty. Let’s eat then we can play outside.” He promises, carrying her to their family.
“Promise, Daddy.”
It’s not a question, and it still makes him smile.
“Promise, promise.”
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batman-catwoman1 · 7 months ago
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The Wayne Family Adventures
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viaov · 2 years ago
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Babs Tarr, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Catwoman, Batgirl, Black Canary (ses)
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a-bluedream-posts · 2 years ago
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Catwoman and Black cat in shower by supercartoonAIzer
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shihoerusu · 2 years ago
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I had to draw this.
.based on a incorrect quote by @oceanview15
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