#selina wayne

[mylifeingotham]

[shihoerusu]

Family

[haveihitanerve]

Batman falls into a coma and the JL aren't too worried. The doctors said he’d recover, although a time frame was still escaping them, and as far as they knew, everyone who needed to be informed about it was a JL member. Until the others started showing up. 

“Shit shit shit shit shit man!” Flash muttered, pacing frantically in the main room. “Hey, dude, chill out.” Green Lantern lifted a hand and a massive green hand slowed the Flash’s speed. “Relax man. You heard the doctors. He will be fine. Eventually. When he wakes up.” “If.” Green Arrow added a little quieter. Lantern shot him a look. “Not helping.” “So what? When he wakes up, if! We still let the Batman get hit on a mission with us! He’ll never go out with us again!” Barry flopped onto the couch in dismay. “Hey man its okay.” Oliver reached over a comforting hand and placed it on the speedsters shoulder. “You never know. And it was an honest… issue. None of us saw the hit coming and… well there was nothing we could do.” Hal nodded his agreement. “Exactly. Relax a little Barry.” The Zeta Tubes flashed open and Wonder Woman and Superman arrived. The three men snapped up. “Where is he?” Clark asked. Barry sighed and led the way to the med room where Batman was laying. Clark and Diana went to his sides, staring down at him with a mix of concern and contemplation on their faces. “We don't know what to do.” Hal threw out, unnecessarily. “Should we remove the cowl? I mean it would break trust but to know who he is-” “you cant.” Diana interrupted before he could continue. The men all whipped around to look at her. She gestured to Batmans face, right next to her hand. “You cant. I tried. It must be some protective contingency. If hes unresponsive then the mask sort of.. Seals itself to his face.” She sounded almost impressed. “Freaky.” Barry muttered. “Leave it to Bats to not trust us even unconscious.” Hal muttered. “He does trust you.” Clark reprimanded, sending the Lantern a hard look. “Otherwise he wouldn't have gone on that mission with you.” At the mention of that all three men winced. “Anyway,” Oliver redirected the conversation. “What should we do?” “Contact anyone you know who is related to him in some way.” Hal gestured at them. “That would be us.” “What about Nightwing?” Clark asked. “He was Batmans robin.” Diana nodded. “Yeah but hes.. Hes just like a kid. And who knows if Bats even is connected to him like that.” Hal pointed out. Diana shrugged, pulling out her Justice League pager. “Better to inform him and him not to care than have him care and not know.” She countered, sending a quick message. They conceded to her point. “Besides if he doesn't have that connection, at least we’ll get to hang with him.” Oliver added. “Yeah.” Barry agreed. “He’s always so cheerful and fun!” But when they settled down in the main room to wait, when he arrived Nightwing was anything but.

The JL members had all just about settled down when the Zeta Tube opened. Was flung open, more like it, and Nightwing came billowing out, face stormy. “Where is he?” He growled, and Barry swore lightning crackled in his hands. Hal’s finger shot up in the direction of the room. Nightwing stalked past them, hurrying into the room. The members exchanged looks and scuttled after him. Nightwing had taken a seat at Batman’s side, holding his hand with his own. “Oh B.” He murmured, voice unexpectedly gentle after the rage he had only just previously shown. “Um, Nightwing?” The man stood as they entered, though he kept a lose hold on Batman’s hand.  “What happened?” He asked. Ordered, was more like it. “We- we uh were on a mission at a nearby planet and uh,” Barry licked his lips nervously, caught off guard by Nightwing’s unwavering steely gaze, usually so friendly and open. “Uh well, we thought everything was clear to go when a hit came suddenly, right in the middle of us, exploding us in different directions. We uh, the rest of us,” He gestured between himself and the two Greens. “Landed okay but uh, Bats hit his head hard. He’s in a coma.” Nightwing’s jaw set. “The doctors are sure he will recover in due time.” Clark added hastily. Nightwing offered him a curt nod. “In what time?”  The silence was awkward and deafening. Nightwing’s eyes tightened. “I see.” He looked down at the Bat at his side. “Well, best to call the others then.” He sighed, looking up to meet their eyes. “You got any coffee?” 

Nightwing left soon after, downing his cup of coffee in one go and informing them he was going home to tell the others, and that he’d be back soon with some supplies and medical assistance. They barely had time to ask what on earth and who on earth before he was gone. “Well that went well-” Barry muttered, just as the Zeta Tube doors were flung opened for the second time in one day and a very large and very aggressive looking man stormed in the doors. “Um, excuse me hello?” Barry, Hal, and Oliver stood in his way. “Who the fuck are you?” The man squinted at them, eyes narrowing behind his red mask. “The name’s Red Hood. Wheres B?” Hal lifted his hand, ring glowing. “Now listen here-” He barely managed to spit out the last word before his hand was in the strangers and he was twisting, twisting twisting. Hal screamed as his fingers snapped, crumpling to the floor. The man, Red Hood apparently, looked down at him cooly. “Ill ask again: Wheres B?” Barry pointed a shaking hand to the room. Red Hood prowled past them, throwing open the door and making his way to Batmans side. “Gods B.” He groaned quietly, sitting down carefully at the edge of the bed. “Hypocrite.” He muttered, but they all cataloged the fact that he tucked the blanket tighter around Batman’s shoulders. “He broke my fucking fingers.” Hal hissed. Oliver barely glanced at his friend. “What you want us to let him break ours too to make you feel better? Theres gauze and a brace in the closet.” Hal sent him a dirty look as Barry helped him tape the fingers together, stabilizing them. “I made more coffee-” Clark started, freezing as he walked in. “What in the hell?” He gasped, examining Hal’s fingers. Hal pointed an accusing finger(the non broken one) at the med bay. “That sicko broke them when I tried to stop him from going in there.” Clark frowned, eyes narrowing. “Thats not-” 

The Zeta Tube dinged and opened, normally this time, instead of being thrown open, and two more others piled out. “So this is the Tower huh?” The one on the right mused, wearing a muted purple outfit. The man on her left nodded, wearing a red suit, a black X across the front. Both were wearing clearly emblazoned Bat symbols on their chests. “What a waste of money. He couldn't have spruced it up a bit?” The girl asked with distaste, but Hal swore he heard false cheerfulness in her voice. The man nudged her with his shoulder. Oliver coughed. The two turned to look at them. “Oh. Hello.” The girl greeted cheerfully. “Where’s B?” “Are you gonna break our fingers if we don't tell you?” Hal asked warily. The girl winced sympathetically. “We told Dickie we should've come first.” She sighed. “No, we won’t. At least, not yet.” Her smile was all the more terrifying after that statement. The boy rolled his eyes, shoving her. “Shut up you weirdo. I’m Red Robin.” He introduced. “My freaky friend here is Spoiler. We’re not in the business of breaking fingers….” he trailed off, a strange look overcoming his features. “We’re not in the business of breaking our not-fathers colleagues fingers.” Spoiler corrected for him cheerfully. Barry had a feeling she did everything terrifying cheerfully. Even if it sounded just a little forced. Hal paled. “Good to know.” Clark said a little weakly. Red Robin smiled faintly. “Yeah. Anyway, wheres B?” “Over here you nimrods.” the finger-breaker poked his head out the door. “Hood!” Spoiler hurried over and he held the door open for her to rush past. Red Robin excused himself as well, heading over. Clark, Oliver, and Diana, more intrigued than afraid(unlike Barry and Hal) also made their way over, hovering in the back. Spoiler perched on the side of the bed, reaching her hand for his face. “The mask wont come off.” Diana stopped her. “We’ve tried.” Red Robin sent them a look and Red Hood shuffled further away in disgust. Spoiler merely glanced casually over her shoulder. “Oh I wasn't gonna.” She trailed a finger down his cheek, resting it on his neck. “He’s alive S.” Red Robin murmured quietly, taking her hand. Spoiler nodded jerkily. “I would hope so or I just dragged poor doc up here for nothing.” Came another voice and Hal almost breathed a sigh of relief as Nightwing appeared, three more people with him. “The O’s are watching Gotham, but they said he’d better wake up before they hurts someone.” His gaze drifted to the Justice League for a quick second before darting away again. Barry swallowed. The child at his side, because thats what it was, a child, sniffed hauntily. “If they can get here in time.” Red Hood chuckled, reaching down to heft the boy onto his hip. “Thats what I’m saying Demon Brat.” Clark and Barry exchanged glances at the insulting nickname, somehow said fondly. “Oh leave it alone you insufferable children.” said a lofty voice. Said voice came from the woman at Nightwings side, and she drifted casually into the room, taking a seat next to the bed. “Catwoman?” Barry exclaimed in disbelief. She offered him, appropriately, a feline smile. “In the flesh.” Nightwing chuckled, nodding to the last person in his little entourage, another female, older, with wispy white hair. “Dr. Leslie Tompkins.” Nightwing introduced them. The, civilian, for her part, didn't flinch in the face of so many heroes, instead making a beeline for the bed where she began her work. “Ok- wait, why are you all here?” Oliver finally asked, running a hand through his hair in disbelief. The kids, because thats what they were, all laughed. “These lovely strays,” Catwoman introduced, smiling as she waved a hand around to encompass the company. “Are Batmans brood. His children.” She elaborated. “And we’re missing a few too.” Nightwing muttered. The JL stared at them with open mouths. “Ah, um, okay.” Hal stuttered out finally. “And uh, who are you?” Catwoman smiled, a smile that meant pure trouble. “Oh me? I’m no one.” She lifted her right hand to reveal the sparkly diamond ring on her finger. “Only his wife.” 

Needless to say, when Batman finally woke up, he was met with the sight of his entire family, his doctor, and a very confused Justice League. The first thing he did, after kissing his wife hello and hugging all of his children, was groan. "Oh alright already." He muttered, and slipped off his cowl. "Hello Justice League, my name is Bruce Wayne." Oliver fainted.

[missingnightwingsmullet]

batfamily 🤍🩶🖤

[viaov]

Brett Preston, Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Catwoman

[batman-catwoman1]

The Wayne Family Adventures

[a-bluedream-posts]

Selina by vznnry

[lighttheghost]

I love drawing catwoman too much.

[katerdaddy]

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.

[renaissance35]

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.

[reddtea]

ok I've lied i got a bit of fancied up batman illustrations. I drew them when i was stressing over an exam that was set really late in the finals period and had no proper study materials. That class was god awful but I make batman art when i feel terrible, it's my comfort thing...so yeah.

[mylifeingotham]

[shihoerusu]

Gala AU with batcat / Jason / Dick

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Thank you @oceanview15 for all the ideas, you are amazing 😭

[secondgenerationnerd]

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.”

[quieroguero]

more selina, always (DC i am always available)

[viaov]

Babs Tarr, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Catwoman, Batgirl, Black Canary (ses)