#wayne x emma

[nowarin]

Concept: Wayne and Raj's school is doing Prom so of course they invite Bowie and Emma to go as a group.

But the the light is soft and the music is sweet and Oh no, she's cute!

[diseased-cow]

I just think they're neat

[ywnoart]

Batman and White Queen commissioned by the sweet @/PSIC0N on X💎🦇

[superheroes-or-whatever]

New X-Men (2001-2004) #121 art by Frank Quitely, Giant Size X-Men: Jean Grey & Emma Frost (2020) art by Russell Dauterman and X-Men (2024-) #5 art by Ryan Stegman

[its-fucking-tangerine]

i would write an ABSOLUTELY HEART BREAKING superbat fic based on la la land but no one’s ready for that yet

[emma-hope-stark-official]

Do ever look as someone and wish they were your older sibling?

[canonically47]

i think the teenagers going to bowie or raj for advice on queer stuff just because they are the only openly queer people is a hilarious concept. wayne cries to them because he doesn’t understand romance and sex and why people want them and bowie just pats his back and diagnoses him with aroace. emma rants about how much she hates chase and how annoying men are and how annoying romance is and maybe if she HAD to like someone it would be easier if it was a girl but she doesn’t want a relationship and oh girl you’re just an aromantic lesbian. ripper bursts into their cabin at 2 AM because he just had a bisexual awakening but can’t put it in words so he just ends up going through every single thing that made him realize he likes damien AND axel. priya is being pat on the back as she realizes that damien and millie definitely meant something to her before caleb.

after everyone has confessed their hearts out they just kinda stare at zee like. you gonna go too? and they just shrug and nobody wants to force them but bowie takes a better look at them and oh. um their outfit is the colors of the non-binary and pansexual flags. yeah those are aromantic, nb & pan pins on their cap. yeah we just totally overlooked that. wow. that was right in front of us the whole time. oh they’re actually in a qpr with four people on the island. that’s sick. good for them. but how are we this stupid.

[mezzbians]

gift for the 3 other emmayne lovers

[crimminalfish]

ugh don’t wanna post this on TikTok but I gotta say guys shipping emmk isn’t that big of a deal.

“Emma voted Mk out for a petty reason!!!” You’re telling me you wouldn’t vote out someone who stole your hairbrush and was spying on you for like two weeks???

also like. emmk is one of the few Mk ships that actually make sense?? At least before Mk’s elimination Emma and Mk were friendly and seen hanging out in Mk’s elimination episode. Plusssss it makes a lot more sense than Mkayne, which a lot of people point to for a golden retriever and black cat ship for Mk even though emmk is literally right there. While I do like Mkayne (depending on the circumstances) I just think that if you want an actual plausible ship for Mk that has a black cat and golden retriever dynamic just ship emmk.

that being said, not bashing anyone who thinks emmk is bad!! This is just my personal opinion :)

(Ps, sorry if there’s any bad grammar or anything. I’m running on 5 hours of sleep and I’m honestly not bothered enough to edit it so make it sound more coherent)

[cyniicism]

mb but i actually love rayne sm so heres a shitty fic i wrote at 2:14 am and finished at 2:56 am

i also wrote this mkulia story but i dont like it enough to put the link here

and SPEAKING of mkulia i miss them sfm broo i cant wait for s3 i need them back i genuinely need a damien mk nichelle raj and scary girl final 5 i cannot express my love for all those characters enough

[i-writes-things]

Hey ya'll! I am gonna do some events to finish my requests!

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This will be done over the next two-ish months.

I have many requests and will be releasing stories twice a week! TBD will the events will be starting probably next week some time! Thanks everyone :)

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[donnatroyprincessofthemyscira]

Art Edit Credit to Roberto Coltro

[cannibalgh0st]

Hang on. That fan comic you posted a minute ago raises so many questions for me. Was there an instance somewhere in which Bruce Wayne got Carrie'd? Because I have pictured that before and would like to know if it canonically happened somewhere. Although in my head, I thought he'd probably continue on with little more than an irritated grumble at worst, and at best he'd baffle whoever is trying to upset him by just thinking to himself, "This looks cooler anyways," (since we all know Batman, the guy who dresses as a scary bat and throws bat shaped weapons and takes his leave in the shadows and wind before conversations are over and is 100% not being ironic about any of it, Values Aesthetic) and finishing whatever he's saying with even more confidence.

Second and far more important: you have opinions about scarebat? It is rare* to hear anyone have thoughts about scarebat. Please share any of them. Personally, I don't think they'd ever be into each other even from a one-sided thing, even in the canonless space of my own headcanons I can't buy it, but I find the story potential compelling. Their similarities wouldn't be the reason they could bond but rather the things that keep them in an unending power struggle. It'd be so engaging/nervewracking to see play out. (Or maybe I'm just a bat kinnie and I think intravenous fear toxin is lowkey hot and everything else I said is me making justifications so I don't have to admit either of those embarrassing things to myself.)

*in my experience. It's entirely possible I'm just not running in any of the circles that discuss

@emma-d-klutz

Hello! My comic was very fanon! I just thought it would be very poetic for Bruce to get "carrie'd" as you would put it! Also I thought it would be a very Jerome thing to do to poor Bruce😬 I said it was paint but yeah basically fake/pig blood will suffice.

Now I do wonder is there's any media with Bruce Wayne getting blood thrown at him???

Honestly I love scarebats/scarybat ever since Batman Begins! I didn't even know their ship name until recent years LOL! I do love the ship especially because Batman and Scarecrow have a lot of interactions in many comics with insane fights! Also there's a lot of plots of Scarcrow controlling Batman with fear toxin- and usually Batman breaks away from that... I love their dynamic as enemies and as a ship! It actually amazes me it's kinda a rare ship!

I also love the concept of Scarecrow being extremely afraid/fascinated of bats because of Batman...the scene of Batman Begins when he hallucinates Batman as a Bat demon things stuck with me...

[pigspeetsandhooflikefeets]

☕️ + (domestic, if you wanna be specific) Wemma

My ideal dynamic with the show introducing Wayne x Emma would involve Wayne and Emma mutually crushing, but Wayne swallows his feelings and doesn't express it because 1. he's not sure if Emma and Chase are doomed to get back together, and 2. He's afraid if he gets a gf right after Raj got a boyfriend he's just reinstating their similarity and not letting Raj have something special. It'd be a concern he'd internalize and eventually realize Raj wasn't holding an imaginary grudge if Wayne got a girlfriend. He's happy and his best friend can be happy too. Wayne seems the type to worry way too much about equality and fairness in that dynamic.

As for the ship itself. I can imagine post high school they'd go to different colleges (as Wayne and Raj would attend the same school to play on the same team) but Skype date almost every Tuesday and Friday. Wayne would go pretty undecided with his college degree mostly focusing on hockey, while Emma would go into either a humanities like a middle/high school biology teacher or STEM with a zoology degree. Emma improved her skills in archery and made the archery team at her college, getting 3rd place in regionals. Queen.

When they get married, Bowie is Emma's maiden of honour (THEY HAVE TO BE FRIENDS AGAIN, OK), and Raj is Wayne's best man. (It's the same way inverse for a Bowraj wedding, like cmon.) It's a small wedding and most of the cast doesn't keep up with them so they are not invited (may change depending on next season interactions). Chase and Julia both get an un-invite stating they're super not invited to the wedding (Julia posts how much she doesn't care and Chase is baffled)

Beyond the obvious need for the two to have a cat, I can imagine them having a single child. Professional sports players LOVE having a little kid they can show off before games. They'd have a little outfit with Wayne's team logo on it <3

I don't believe either of them are that good at cooking, but they can both follow a recipe. The two decide they can wing it and it ends with the two of them sitting on the floor covered in flour. Fortunately smoothie/power drinks made in the blender need much effort.

[stormz369]

☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖 Ch 34

Jason Todd x (f)Chubby!Reader

written with a female reader in mind, first person pov, no use of Y/N, NSFW, MDNI, let me know if there's anything else I should tag this with!

warnings/labels: fluff, some light medical stuff, and some slightly possessive behaviors

wc: 3.1k

Chapter Selection

I got my license that week, and Jason promptly took me to a dealership to get my motorcycle. I didn't know much about bikes, so decided to just trust his opinions. We found one we both thought was perfect, he paid in cash and pushed the paperwork toward me.

“You want me to sign?” I tilted my head a bit.

“It's your bike, princess, it's going to be in your name.” He smiled softly. I chuckled softly, ignoring the tightly controlled expression on the salesman's face, and signed the paperwork.

I kissed his cheek, grinning, and the salesman passed us the keys. “Can we swing by Damian's school to pick him up?”

Jason chuckled, kissing my knuckles. “Anything baby girl wants~”

Jason bought a helmet for Damian while I texted Bruce, Alfred, and Damian to let them know the plan. During the ride to the school I felt so free; like everything was slotting into place. Jason led the way, and we parked out front as the last bell rang. 

Damian eventually approached, followed by a girl. I pulled my helmet off, smiling brightly. “Hey Damian! Who's your friend?”

He cleared his throat; “this is Emma. She wanted to see your bike.”

Emma grinned, stepping closer. She babbled off something about the bike, but it all flew over my head. Jason chuckled, answering her questions, and I offered Damian his helmet. He took it, smiling slightly.

Jason answered the girl's questions about the bikes, and Damian hopped on behind me. Emma eventually turned to Damian grinning; “see you tomorrow, Damian~”

He nodded once, gripping my waist. I chuckled softly; “it was very nice to meet you, Emma.”

She grinned, waving, and we drove off.

“So, she seems nice?” Jason's smirk was audible in our helmets.

“Tt. Shut up, Todd.” Damian growled softly.

I chuckled softly. “So, straight to the manor, or?”

He thought for a moment. “... Yes, Father will want me home. And Alfred was talking about your training, he'll want to speak to you before he starts on dinner.”

“Oh, alright then.” I smiled softly, gently squeezing his hand on my waist, and we flew down the streets toward Wayne Manor.

The gate swung open as we approached, and Jason led us to the garage. Duke grinned as he got out of a car. “Hey! You got your license then?”

Damian hopped down, and I took his helmet for him. “Yeah! Jason and I just left the dealership!”

We all headed inside, Alfred the cat immediately jumped up to rest on Damian's shoulders, and Jason and I headed for the kitchen to look for Alfred the human.

He smiled warmly when he saw us coming; “Ah, I'm glad you're here Miss. I had a proposition for you regarding your training.”

I grinned, leaning over the kitchen island. “Hey Alfred! What'cha got for me?”

“Well, we have nearly a month before the spring semester, and nothing in your educational background leads directly to medical school, so I was thinking we could do a … sort of a crash course?”

I nodded; “something to help get me up to speed?”

“Exactly. I was a field medic myself, back in the day, and I still have my old anatomy books. We could get some preliminary training in before your proper education starts.”

“I'd really appreciate that, thanks!”

He nodded, clearly pleased. “Excellent. I'll get you those books before you leave, and you can join me for lessons twice a week? I was thinking before your combat training on Thursdays, and at the same time on Tuesdays.”

“Sounds great! It really won't be too much of an imposition?”

“Not at all, my dear. Miss Barbara may also use some of the time to get you familiar with Bat-tech. I believe she gifted you a Wayne-phone?” I nodded. “She'll want to go over your access to the Oracle system with you.”

Jason wrapped his arms around my waist, gently squeezing. I rested a hand on his, squeezing back. His arms felt so tense around me, but I smiled reassuringly up at him. He sighed, resting his forehead against my shoulder. “Sounds good, thanks!”

Alfred nodded. “Wonderful. And you two are staying for dinner, aren't you?”

“I dunno, Al-” Jason started.

Alfred cut in, a knowing smile on his face; “I'm making pot roast.”

Jason froze, frowning a bit. “... Yeah?”

I chuckled, leaning back against him. “We've got nowhere to be, right Jay?”

“... Yeah, alright. … Thanks, Alfred.”

He nodded, chuckling softly. “Very good.”

My training with Alfred started that week. As promised, he gave me several books, as well as some medical journals. I read everything he gave me, and we started going over anatomy. 

Babs showed up during the next Bat training day, and gave me the rundown on the Oracle app. It was disguised as a news app, but once I logged in I was given access to view her system. I could track active Bats, send and receive messages, and even access the comms.

Babs took my phone and went back to the home page. “Now, if you get in any kind of trouble, click and hold the icon for three seconds, and…”

Dick and Tim both shouted; “turn it off!”

I jumped and laughed. “What was that???”

She giggled, releasing it and opening the app. “I sent a distress call through the system. Dick and Tim are in uniform, so they got the SOS. You turn it off by opening the app and clicking here.”

“... Does the SOS hurt them or something?”

“No, it's just annoying when you're so close!” Tim frowned, looking over at us; “it’s kinda like echolocation, so the closer we are to you the faster the pings come in.”

“... Why?”

“In case you're unable to respond to us after sending the distress call, for whatever reason.” Dick spoke in a carefully neutral tone. Jason growled softly at the idea, and Dick threw his hands up; “not that that's ever gonna happen. Just a little extra security.”

I nodded. “Makes sense. But what if someone takes the phone?”

Babs popped a piece of the phone case off and slipped an ear piece out of the case. “If you ever get called to pick up an injured Bat, or if you think you're being followed at any time, just pop this in and I'll be able to track you.”

I slid it into my ear, there was a soft beep, and a red plus in a black circle joined the Red Robin and Nightwing icons on the map. I put it back in the phone case and my symbol disappeared. Babs showed me all the icons, so I knew what everyone showed up as, and gave me a clear sheet of plexiglass with a metal bar at the top.

“Jason can install this on your bike later - if you're ever called to pick someone up, just turn it on. It will cover your plates so they can't be read, and when the cops try to scan them their system will tell them you're operating on behalf of the Bats. They won't stop you.”

“Not that you will ever have to do that. We will come to you. Right?” Jason raised an eyebrow.

Babs nodded; “yes, Jason. The plan is that they will go to her. But it's always better to be prepared for the plan to fall apart.”

I nodded, putting it with my gym bag. “Yeah, plans A through Y: you come to me. Plan Z: I pick you up.”

Jason nodded once. “... I still don't like this.”

“Would you like it more if we pretended it was impossible that I'll ever have to ask her to grab someone who passed out on the way to the clinic?” Babs sighed.

“Or that I wouldn't insist on going to get them anyway?” I raised an eyebrow, and Jay growled softly, pulling me close.

“... Just don't go out unarmed, and don't wander directly into a fight, ok? Our enemies don't abide by the Geneva Convention, they relish in attacking first responders.”

I grinned, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, and kissed him gently. “No fighting, promise.”

Jason nodded, kissing my forehead. “... I wanna get you licensed to carry a gun too. … Just in case.”

I sighed softly, but nodded. “If it'll make you more comfortable.”

“It will.”

“... You have got to be kidding me.” Jason growled into his phone. I looked over, frowning a bit. “... Fuck. … Fine. Yeah, yeah, I will. … Yeah, see you tomorrow.”

He hung up, tossing his phone aside, and rubbed his face. I raised an eyebrow; “... What?”

He looked over at me slowly. “... That was Roy. … He's got a lead on some unfinished business.”

I nodded. “You sound more upset about this than I'd expect?”

“... I'm probably gonna be out of town all week.”

I nodded, frowning a bit. “That sucks … will you be home in time for the Christmas Gala? Cause I'm not going alone, and Bruce was insistent that we go…’’

“... Last time I left town, I came back to see some jackass trying to hurt you …” he whispered, staring up at me.

I turned the stove off, moving my pan off the heat, and came over to sit next to him. “That was a fluke. I don't have that job anymore, I won't be out alone at night, and I've got the Oracle app if something does go wrong.”

He sighed, gripping my hand. “I … I know … but it did happen. … If I had been two minutes later …’’

I cupped his cheek, making him look in my eyes; “we're not gonna go down that road. You saved me, and since then I've been trained to defend myself better, and I have more resources for if something does happen. You can't be with me every minute of every day, baby. You're not supposed to be; you've gotta live your life too.”

He squeezed my hands, leaning in to kiss me gently. “... I still don't like it … if something happens, I won't be able to help.”

“... Yeah, but do you really think Dick or Tim will allow anyone to hurt me while you're away?”

He frowned. “Huh?”

“I predict that when you leave town your brothers will start checking on me daily. Because if anything happens to me while you're away, they'll never hear the end of it. Will they?”

He stared at me for a moment before chuckling softly, holding me close. “Yeah, I guess not … but …”

“... But that doesn't silence the voice telling you it's not safe, does it?” He shook his head, pulling me closer. I was nearly in his lap, and I stroked his hair gently. “... Is there anything that will make you feel ok about this?”

“... I … maybe, but …”

“What is it?”

“... This is going to sound really bad …”

“That's fine. What can we do?”

“... Can I …. CanIputatrackeronyou?” He mumbled into my shoulder.

“... Baby, you speak so fast when you're anxious. A little slower?”

“... I … I want to put a tracker on you…”

I chuckled softly, holding up my phone. “Oracle already did?”

He looked up at me, unamused, and in an instant he ripped the phone out of my hand, tossing it across the room. “And now you don't have it anymore. See how easy that was? You didn't have time to trigger the SOS, or grab the ear piece. It's just gone.”

I blinked a bit at the dark look in his eyes, stroking down his chest gently. “O- ok, I see your point. … Deep breath, Jay. It's ok.”

He sighed, shutting his eyes tightly as he pressed his face against my shoulder again. “Sorry, I … sorry. … I just … can't lose you, ma.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing the top of his head. “It's ok, baby~ … what kind of tracker are we talking about here?”

“... Something no one will think to take off you. … Like … earrings, maybe? Simple ones, nothing flashy that'd get stolen.”

I nodded. “Like basic studs? Ok. Just as something I can wear while you're away?”

“J- just so I know you're safe … not to be weird, promise, just … gotta know you're safe.”

“Ok, Jace. I'll wear it.”

He looked up at me slowly. “Really? … It's not creepy?”

“If you were literally anyone else it probably would be, but I get why you want it, and I trust you. If it will give you peace of mind, I'll wear a tracker while you're out of town on missions.”

He hugged me tighter, almost knocking the air out of my lungs as he muttered his thanks. I chuckled, stroking his hair gently. “... Don't know where you're gonna get tracker earrings at this time of night, but …’’

“I've got some at a safehouse. I can pick them up tonight.”

“... Why am I not surprised?”

Beep. Beep. Beep. My eyes opened slowly and I looked over at my phone. The green Oracle mask was flashing on the screen as I grabbed it. I tapped on the icon, grabbing my pants.

“Oracle? What's going on?”

“Hey Medic, can you get to the cave? Red Hood has been shot. He's stable, but-”

“Refusing medical care?” I was pulling clothes on, grabbing my wallet and keys.

“Yeah. Penny-One said it would be a good opportunity to teach you how to administer stitches.”

“I'll be there as fast as I can. … What kind of 'shot' are we talking about here?”

“Arm wound. He's ok, just needs the stitches. I'm clearing your route to the cave.”

I grinned, stepping into my boots. “You're amazing, Oracle.”

I locked my door and ran down to the parking lot. I clicked a button on the plexiglass license plate cover, secured my helmet, and took off. As promised, I had green lights all through the city. I drove as fast as I felt was safe, or safe enough, and made it to the cave in record time. Red Hood was sitting at the long table, with Arsenal and Nightwing leaning over him.

Batman looked over as I parked and threw myself off my bike, running over to Jason.

“Move.” Roy jumped a bit as I pushed into him, awkwardly stumbling out of the way.

“Jesus, girly, breath. Jay's alright.” He offered me an encouraging smile, but I just waved him off.

“Jason?” I carefully took his hand, examining the wound. His upper arm was a mess of wet red, but he still smiled brightly for me.

“Hey princess~ I'm ok, it was a clean shot. Just grazed me, promise.”

“He lost a lot of blood. Almost passed out on the way back into town.” Dick helpfully piped up; “Roy called me in to get him back to base.”

Jason growled at him; “just need a couple stitches. It’s fine.”

Alfred shooed the boys away, setting a first aid kit on the table. I sighed, kissing Jason's forehead, and stroked his hair gently. “You are an idiot, you know that?”

He chuckled, leaning against my hand. “Yes dear~”

Alfred and I got Jason cleaned up. He gave me a tube of medicated gel to spread around the wound - a local anesthetic. After giving it a few minutes to start working, the Brit walked me through the process to give Jason stitches. He smiled the whole time, mumbling how well I was doing. I flushed, quietly shushing him periodically.

“Let me focus…”

“Sure, sure …” he sighed, watching me work.

When I was finally done, Alfred and I bandaged his arm. I kissed the top of his shoulder, smiling gently, and stroked his hair. “How do you feel?”

“Just fine, baby. You did good.” He gently squeezed my hand.

I chuckled. “I'm glad. Think we can get you up to your room?”

“Let's just go home, baby.” He frowned a bit.

“I want you here overnight, in case any of your stitches pop or unravel or something.”

“They're not gonna-”

“Please, Jay? Just in case?” I frowned, chewing on my lip. He sighed and nodded.

“Ok, doll. Anything you want …” I kissed his forehead and coaxed him to his feet. He let me guide him to the elevator, upstairs, and to his room where he carefully sat on his bed. I helped him out of his shirt and Alfred brought us a couple sets of pajamas.

“Thanks Alfred.” I smiled brightly.

He nodded, smiling a little. “You did very well down there, Miss. Congratulations.”

“Oh … thank you.” I grinned. “I’m just glad he's ok…”

He nodded, “ah, I believe young Master Damian was hoping to see you before bed as well.”

I smiled brightly. “I'll go say hi when Jason's settled. He's just in his room?” Alfred nodded. “Great. Thanks.”

“Sleep well, Miss.” He continued down the hallway, and I turned to give Jason his pj's.

Jay smiled softly, looking up at me. “... I missed you, doll.”

I chuckled, kissing him gently. “Missed you too, Jay~”

He cupped my cheek; “... Go ahead and check on the demon brat. I'll be fine.”

“Ok, thanks baby.” I kissed him again and pulled on my pj's before going to knock on Damian's door.

“Enter.” His voice called out softly. I opened the door, slipping inside. His bedside lamp was on, and he sat up more in his large bed, setting aside his book. “Good evening, sister.”

I smiled softly, sitting on the side of his bed; “good evening, baby brother~” I held a hand out, and he slowly leaned in, letting me push some hair out of his face. “getting ready for bed?”

He nodded, smiling softly as his eyes fluttered shut. “It is a school night …”

“You want me to sing to you?” He nodded again, shifting to lay back.

Damian got comfortable, letting me tuck him in as I sang softly. Once his soft snores filled the room I kissed his forehead, turned the lamp off, and left the room. In the hall I almost ran straight into a tall, looming figure.

“Oh! Sorry, Bruce.”

He stared at me, a sad look in his eyes. “... It's alright. … Damian asked for you?”

I nodded. “Yeah?”

“... That's … nice.”

“... Something wrong?”

“... I sang for him, that time. … He never asked again…”

“Ok?”

“... He still asks for you though.”

“... It's what our relationship has been the whole time. Your relationship is different, that’s allowed. It's good, actually, for him to have different relationships with different people.”

“... I just … I hoped he'd ask again.”

I shrugged. “I understand, but ... You have your things with him, and I have mine. But if you want to spend more time with your children, there's a really easy way to start.”

He sighed. “What's that?”

“Ask.”

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[nocofamilyau]

I love your story, but I have a question

Besides Tyler x Lindsay and Cody x Noah, are there other ex-camps who have children who are the new changes?

For example, Ella is Gwen's daughter.

Will we also see those from the World Tour?

man that reminded me, I updated that list from a while bak,, here I'll get it up:

asterisks mean that characters are only children/single parents

(also damn, kinda didn't expect how many ppl would get Ella being Gwen's kid right)

((ALSO also, I was kinda self conscious about making this au yet another 'Gen 1 (and I guess by extension RR) contestants as Gen 4's parents' AU, but I guess we all have our own lil spin on things. I also really love how despite some ships/lovechildren are ubiquitous (eg. Wayne being a Lyler kid, Emma being a Gidgette kid, that sorta shite) the one thing that usually sets these things apart, and in a way changes the whole trajectory of how the AU is like, is based on who Noah's shipped with/who his kids are)