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bbygirlky18 · 4 months

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Ships Updated!!!!

Here are the ships for my fanfic Mami's Breakthrough. You'll meet the main character in the ship list so be prepared. I'll use the wrestler's real name. You'll see repeated names so don't get spooked. Let's get into it.

Demi (Rhea) & Gretchen (Eliora)

Stephanie (Stephanie) & Paul (Hunter)

Jonathan (Jimmy) & Trinity ( Naomi)

Fergal (Finn) & Masami (Iyo)

Dominik (Dominik) & Gionna (Liv)

Luis (Damian) & Elizabeth (Beth)

Bianca (Bianca) & Carlisle (Luigi)

Joseph (Erick) & Victoria (Lilou)

Rebecca (Becky) & Ulysses (Ron)

Natalya (Natalya) & Jeremy (Elijah)

Maryse (Maryse) & Richard (Jules/m)

Cheree (Dakota) & James (Jackson)

Theresa (Zoey) & Leon (Brett)

Brianna (Cora) & Dexter (Mustafa)

Logan (Logan) & Donna (Stephanie)

Randall (Randy) & Conner (Brian)

Keith (Keith) & Lucas “Luke” (Mick)

Sydney (Maxxine) & Jessica (Gilda)

Brittany (Britt) & Carmen (Lola)

Milena (Rosa) & Taylor (Lilou)

Ashley (Shotzi) & Gisele (Rhonda)

Allyssa (Kayden) & Spencer (Gabriel)

Aoife (Lyra) & Dominic “Dom” (Roddy)

William (Christian) & Emilio (Kevin)

Trevor (Ricochet) & Rosalie (Anastasia)

Macey (Lacey) & Sebastian (Grayson)

Sarah (Valhalla) & Jasper (Riley/ m)

Elizabeth (Scarlett) & Luke (Vince)

Stephanie (Mia) & Enrique (Dash)

Ron (R-Truth) & Angela (Asahi)

Shayna (Shayna) & Kate (Mia)

Simone (Ava/Ava Raine) & Sammy (Itsuki)

Layla (Layla) & Dion (Gabriel)

Catherine (Cathy) & Titus (Aiden)

Michael (Shawn) & Mick (Nathan)

Kira (Taya) & Suki (Hawk)

Victoria (Raquel) & Velvet (Asahi)

Mark (The Undertaker) & Clarissa (Paige)

Taylor (Jacy) & Theodora (Lilou)

Windham (Bray) & Austin (Tyler)

Priscilla (Gigi) & Elizabeth (Kanna)

Patricia (Trish) & Eric (Terry)

Eduardo (Eddie) & Renesmée (Riley/ f)

Jeffrey (Jeff) & Edward (Ted)

Kiera (Kiera) & D.J. (Mustafa)

Mercedes (Sasha) & Quil (Jackson)

Steffanie (Tegan) & June (Gayle)

Serena (Serena) & Embry (Luigi)

Ettore (Big E) & Ashley (Emma)

Adam (Edge) & Royal (Roddy)

Amy (Lita) & Charles (Lucas)

Samantha (Samantha) & Becca (Nastya)

Živilė (Aksana) & Jonathan (Logan)

Kristen (Kris) & Gisell (Becky)

Dwayne (The Rock) & Jasmyne (Olivia)

Daria (Sonya) & Lauren (Olga)

Brodie (Luke) & Rob (Rio)

Kevin (Kevin Nash) & Samuel (Wally)

Bryan (Daniel) & Flynn (Mickie)

Catherine (Lana) & Tara (Gilda)

Jake (Jake) & Vixen (Mario)

Amanda (Mandy) & Beth (Christy)

Joseph (Solo) & Eleazar (Chris)

Kenneth (Montez) & Sam (Mantaro)

Celeste (Kaitlyn) & Matthew “Matt) (Jimbo)

Sarona (Tamina) & Luna (Kanna)

JoJo (JoJo) & Arianne (Falcon)

Kacy (Katana) & Paul (Brett)

Nicola (Nikki Cross) & Bronson (Kaito)

Adam (Braun) & Garrett (Gabriel)

Phillip (CM) & Sean (Mickie)

Rena (Sable) & Roman (Grayson)

Anriel (Lash) & Colleen (Dahlia)

Allen (AJ Styles) & Leah (Lilou)

Renee (Renee) & Jason (Ron)

Angela (Zayda) & Tanya (Olivia)

Kia (Kharma) & Lee (Mick)

Kaori (Kairi) & Theo (Brett)

Todd (Ivar) & Riley (Jules/ m)

Danielle (Willow) & Jane (Riley/ f)

Stephen (Sheamus) & Tara (Ember)

Ashley (Dana) & Sue (Emma)

Jazmin (Mercedes) & Bridget (Alexa)

Melina (Melina) & Han (Mustafa)

Franklin (Bobby) & Bree (Lola)

Faith (Nikkita) & Archie (Haruto)

Ronda (Ronda) & Makenna (Kanna)

Pamela (Bayley) & Samantha (Emma)

Gail (Gail) & Vyolette (Kanna)

Colby (Seth) & Leann (Donna)

Skye (Skye) & Alice (Katya)

Karen (Wendy) & Mariana (Nastya)

Steve (‘Stone Cold’ Steve) & David (Alexander)

KiLynn (KiLynn) & Kirk (Logan)

Austin (Xavier) & Elle (Gilda)

Alexis (Alexa) & Jakob (Lucas)

Adrienne (Athena/Ember) & Esme (Riley/ f)

Matthew (Matt Hardy) & Earnest (Mario)

Stephanie (Nikki Bella) & Bella (Anastasia)

Thea (Zelina Vega) & Deckard “Deck” (Terry)

Glenn (Kane) & Priya (Olga)

Mary (Maria) & Mae (Anastasia)

Jillian (Jillian) & Aro (Shane)

Michelle (Michelle) & Nicole (Katya)

Lisa (Victoria) & McKayla (Nia)

Mickie (Mickie) & Kate (Stephanie)

Lilián (Lilian) & Esmeralda (Candice)

Leva (Leva) & Clara (Itsuki)

Toni (Toni) & Nicholas (Jimbo)

Gary (Angelo) & Murray (Mario)

Shinsuke (Shinsuke) & Jennifer (Olivia)

Saraya (Paige) & Lauren (Ember)

Karlee (Maxine) & Ashely (Jules/ f)

Cody (Cody) & Jacob (Jack)

Shelly (Ariel) & Aaron “Hotch” (Louis)

Tom (Aleister) & Emily (Sasha)

Carla (Roxanne) & Alec (Ron)

April (AJ Lee) & Sam (Roddy)

Victoria (Alicia) & Marissa (Chyna)

Danielle (Summer) & Kendall (Jack)

Matthew (Matt Riddle) & Tarrence (Nathan)

Jessica (Billie) & Whitney (Beth)

Stacy (Stacy) & Allen (Alexander)

Joan (Chyna) & Sasha (Hawk)

Jonathan (Dean) & Ophelia (Amelia)

Natalie (Eva) & Tatum (Reo)

Jade (Jade) & Jennifer “JJ” (Riley/ f)

Joe (Roman) & Marcel (Roddy)

Oscar (Rey) & Xavier (Shane)

Kimberly (Piper) & Annelise (Mia)

Leah (Carmella) & Rebecca (Gilda)

Torrie (Torrie) & Irina (Emma)

Tenille (Emma) & Noel (Nathan)

Dori (Ruby) & Rachel (Gayle)

Eve (Eve) & Ettore (Logan)

John (John Morrison) & Brian (Riley/ m)

Andrew (Drew) & Mary (Candice)

Rami (Sami) & Edythe (Chyna)

Katarina (Katie) & Lance (Luigi)

Cassie (Peyton) & Vera (Lilou)

Kofi (Kofi) & Vallie (Becky)

Laura (Allie) & Annissa (Sasha)

Chelsea (Chelsea) & Jess (Zoe)

Joshua (Jey) & Elyssa (Ruby)

Raymond (Erik) & Russ (Kid)

Ashley (Charlotte) & Leticia “Letty” (Lilou)

Deonna (Deonna) & Logan (Wally)

Kanako (Asuka) & Vince (Mario)

Barbara (Kelly Kelly) & Julyanna (Rhonda)

Lina (Nia) & Eleanor (Stephanie)

Brianna (Brie) & Jared (Ted)

John (John Cena) & Jack (Haruto)

Mike (The Miz) & Henry (Jackson)

Debrah (Alundra/Madusa) & Douglas (Ron)

Claudio (Cesaro) & Laurent (Vince)

Ariane (Cameron) & Stephen (Tyler)

Brandi (Eden) & Erica (Stacie)

Kevin (Kevin Owens/KO) & Derek (Luigi)

Jessika (Jessika) & Jesse (Logan)

Candice (Candice) & Anne (Olga)

John (Johnny Gargano) & Ben (Jimmy)

Debra (Debra) & Jessamine (Jules/ f)

Seth (Riley/ m) & Tyler (Aiden)

Rowena (Donna) & Victor (Kid)

Tej (Elijah) & Sullivan (Mustafa)

Penelope (Becky) & Emily (Stacie)

Evangeline (Olga) & Beth (Stephanie)

Carine (Layla) & Emmett (Wayne)

Alex (Emma) & Jedidiah (Shane)

Gina (Anastasia) & Mia (Nastya)

Presley (Louis) & Edward (Kaito)

Gabriel (Brett) & Cain (Alexa)

Ramsey (Katya) & Katie (Nia)

Rubie (Emma) & Eloise (Katya)

Mike (Louis) & Cherylyn (Becky)

That's the full ship list. Hope you guys enjoy it.

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saiilorstars · 4 years

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Right to Survive

Fandom: Batwoman Characters: Alice, Original Female Character Warnings: A few curse words and a bullet shot!

// Masterlist of my other stories //

A/N: I honestly have no idea where this came from but I just wanted someone to be on Alice's side, so...here we are! And let’s just say that the OC looks like Karen Gillan right now okay)

Summary: Rosalind "Dawne" Coleman was dying last time she remembered, but now she finds herself in the world of Batwoman where she now has to survive Alice's plans for Gotham City.

She was running for her life. That's usually how it went. She could hear the men screaming for her to stop. As if she would do them that favor.

She blew on the pieces of hair that kept falling over her face. Perhaps she could do with a haircut soon. Or maybe you could just stop stealing from people. She smirked. Another as if.

If she stopped stealing, then how would she eat? How would she survive? No, see, the world couldn't be that unfair with her. It was her right to survive.

So, she continued to run.

Her legs already knew the drill. She made a quick swerve into the next street, running past people on the sidewalk minding their businesses. She had no problem pushing her way through, ignoring the strangers' protests. Okay, maybe she laughed a little.

"STOP HER!"

Laugh time was over, fast time was now!

Her breath was heavy but her endurance was great. She'd been doing this her entire 22 years, after all. Nothing could stop - THUD!

Her back had hit the ground too hard that she actually felt the reverberation from the blow. Wait, it wasn't the ground that made that noise in her ears. The ringing had to be from something else.

"Well, well, well," she heard a man's voice, although it sounded a bit distorted.

She tried getting up but there was a terrible pain in her chest. Her hand reached over her chest and felt a pool of liquid. She'd been shot. That was the ringing noise left in her ears.

"Well Rosalind," the man's voice was closer now. "I bet you're regretting taking the bosses' jewel, huh?"

Rosalind blinked rapidly in hopes of clearing up her vision a bit. Her lips curved into a crooked smile. "Rosalind Coleman never regrets. I'd steal that thing...all over again." She inhaled sharply but when she did she felt the pain of the bullet spreading throughout her body. "You know how much money people...are willing to pay for that...thing?"

The man bent down beside her, smiling too smugly for Rosalind to believe she'd make it out alive. "Then you should've been smarter in how you do business. I wouldn't have gotten caught." He carelessly threw her arms to her sides and opened up her jacket. His hand searched her inside pockets until he found what he was looking for. "And I won't," he smirked once he had the purple stone in his hand. "I can't believe you sold the jewel, dear Rose." He would be taking her money and she couldn't do a damn thing about it.

"Screw...you..." she managed to glare at him.

"Thank you," the man dramatically bowed and stuffed the stone into his pant's pocket. "I think I'll let you die slowly and alone for kicks. Make it look like the buying went wrong. Until next time - er, next life, I guess."

Rosalind couldn't see him leave anymore. Her vision was too blurry to make out anything by now. She could try to move but where exactly would she drag herself to? A hospital? As soon as she stepped foot in there - assuming she would even be able to stand - the cops would be on her ass. Her rap sheet was too big to ignore.

It was her right to survive but it seemed like her life was finally up.

As Rosalind felt her life slowly slip away, she could swear that she felt the ground shaking. She could think it was just her body perhaps convulsing but...she was pretty sure she was hearing the cement cracking too. She blinked fast again and for the few seconds that she could see, she saw a fiery orange wave coming from ahead. People were screaming and in panic, much too panicked to take notice of the dying woman on the ground.

Rosalind swallowed hard and tried to move, shift on one side, but she yelped in pain. "It's my right to survive!" she exclaimed, but her body gave out and she dropped on her back again.

It was too unfair to die like this. Things had never gone as planned for her, ever since she was a child - since she was born - so how could she be dying now?

Her eyes closed before she could come up with an answer.

The orange wave was coming for her, coming for everyone in its path. However, before it reached Rosalind something else gobbled her up. One of the cracks in the cement next to her had opened wider than the others on the ground. A bright white light struck up into the sky, expanding in that area until it reached Rosalind's body. Tendrils of white wrapped around her body until she was completely gone.

And then the orange wave took care of the rest of the world.

~ 0 ~

Rosalind felt cold prickling her face. Her face scrunched and before she knew it, her hands reached to her cheeks. Once she realized what she did, her eyes snapped open and she saw a dark sky.

"What...?" her hands went to her chest but she felt no blood, no pain. She raised her head the necessary to see with her eyes - because even her vision was clear now - and she was stunned to see nothing but her striped shirt without a bullet hole.

She'd been dying, she'd been really dying. She couldn't have made a mistake like that.

She sat upright and let her hands roam her body to make sure she was actually awake and not dreaming. One of her hands checked her jacket's inside pockets and to her dismay she found they were empty. Her stone was gone.

"You've got to be kidding me," she groaned. She pushed herself up and started looking around.

It was a regular street with regular people and regular cars and whatnot. Where was the mass panic she'd heard before...before she'd closed her eyes. Did I even die, then? Or is this what the afterlife is like? She walked a couple steps towards the road and couldn't see anything that looked familiar to her.

In her growing panic that she really was in the afterlife, her hand seized to grab the nearest stranger on the street. "What city is this!?"

The stranger, a woman with terrified blue eyes, pried Rosalind's hand off her arm. "G-Gotham City."

Rosalind's face scrunched in confusion. "Excuse me? Isn't that the place where Batman lives or something?"

The woman nodded her head shakily. "Yes. And Batwoman so don't try anything."

"The hell are you talking about?" Rosalind snapped. "It's a fictional city! You know, from the stupid comics?"

"I-I don't know what you're talking about but you need to leave me alone!" the woman made a hasty getaway.

"Hey lady! Come back! I'm not done asking questions!" Rosalind was left shouting in her spot. "Gotham City," she repeated, rolling her eyes. "Give me a break." Some people were just too into their comic books to know where reality began.

She turned in the opposite direction and began to walk.

So if she wasn't in her city, Los Angeles, where the hell was she? And how was she supposed to make sense out of the fact she'd been shot and close to dying? Or the fact her stone was gone from her pocket? None of it made sense.

Maybe I just hit my head hard or something, she reasoned for the tenth time in two blocks. Something happened but she couldn't figure out what.

'In the latest news, Batwoman just finished saving an entire family from a burning car crash...'

Rosalind stopped walking. Her eyes flickered in the direction the newscast was broadcasting from.

'The family is reported to have suffered only minor injuries. Had it not been for Batwoman's interference, those injuries could've been more, including death!'

Rosalind turned her entire body towards the street pole that had a screen broadcasting such news. She hurried up to it in time to see Batwoman herself in the act of saving the family. "What the...?" Rosalind's eyes were wide as could be.

Batwoman was real. She was actually fucking real.

"N-n-n-n-n-no, that's not possible," Rosalind shook her head, letting her ginger curls once again fall over her front shoulders. "This is...this is not possible." Last time she heard that woman was a character in a comic book and, lately, a series. "This is not real! You can't be real!" she yelled at the screen. "None of this-" she turned around, hands bunched in her hair, "-is real! You're all fake!"

"Well," went a female voice Rosalind didn't know, "You're right about that part. This city and its elite are all fake."

Rosalind met the woman's face and felt her blood run cold. Maybe it was a little bit real.

The woman was tall and had short, wavy blonde hair that almost seemed platinum. Her blue eyes were cold and intense, but her smile was delirious. Of course her odd choice of fashion could rival the delirious smile.

"But you-" the woman suddenly had a pocket knife pointed at Rosalind's face, almost touching her nose, "-aren't. In fact, Rosa, as far as I've heard...you're the go-to-girl when someone needs a jewel."

Rosalind's eyes seemed cross when she looked at the knife now poking her nose. "Um...who said that...?"

"I'd steal it myself but I have more pressing matters and even though I'm that good, I can't be in two places at once," the woman's delirious smile widened.

Rosalind's eyes finally met the woman's again. "You're not...you're not actually..." she swallowed hard, "Please, for the love of God, tell me you're not Alice?"

The woman stepped back and dramatically bowed with her knife in hand. "How do you do?"

Rosalind actually whimpered. Her head turned to the screen on the pole where they were still broadcasting Batwoman's save. It was real?

"I'm not...I'm not Rosa," she began to say. "I'm not...whoever you think I am. I'm just a very confused woman who has no idea how this all possible!"

Alice straightened up on her feet, eyes narrowing as she scrutinized Rosalind from head to toe. And suddenly, her hand struck across Rosalind's face, knocking the woman to the ground. Before Rosalind could even move, Alice had one of her combat boots over her chest and the knife brandished towards her. "If you're not Rosa then I guess there's no use for you...which means..." she wiggled one of her laced, finger-less gloved hands at Rosalind.

"W-w-w-w-w-wait!" Rosalind shouted just as Alice's hand swooped to stab her. "I'm not 'Rosa' but I am useful!"

She was choosing to pretend that this entire thing was real; that Gotham City was real, that Batwoman was real, that the crazy Alice was real too.

Alice didn't remove her boot from Rosalind's chest, nor the knife that was midway to Rosalind's face, but she tilted her head and waited for Rosalind to explain herself.

Rosalind swallowed hard again. She knew that this character - this person - was a force to be reckoned with. She was crazy and intelligent, a deadly combination. The good thing was that Rosalind herself had a bit of crazy in her and lots of smarts. She wasn't a stranger to the dark side.

"I-I know my way around thievery," Rosalind found her voice a few seconds later. "I've stolen things no one else can. I'm not...I'm not the person you were looking for."

"You look just like her," Alice's icy eyes looked Rosalind over two times before stopping at her eyes.

"But I'm not her, I swear," Rosalind raised her hands in defense. "I'm...someone else. Call me...call me...Dawne."

"Dawne?"

"Yeah, you know, like the sun's about to set and stuff...?" Rosalind never liked her first name, it sounded too soft for who she was. Her middle name was a lot better. Dawne. Mysterious and elegant. "I'm Dawne and whatever you need, I can get. Just don't kill me."

Alice licked her lips and looked to the side while she presumably thought about it. Rosalind's eyes were glued to the knife in Alice's hand that was twirling and twirling...deciding her fate.

It was her right to survive. She'd already survived whatever the hell happened to her earlier, she could survive this too.

After what seemed forever, Alice finally withdrew her boot from Rosalind's chest and put her knife away. "Alright, Dawne, let's get to business."

Dawne Coleman would rise and leave behind Rosalind if that meant surviving in this...new world she'd somehow gotten into.

#batwoman imagines #noblecrescentedit #batwoman alice #beth kane #beth kane imagines #beth kane fanfics #original female character #kate kane

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dcuninterrupted · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batwoman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), DCU (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Beth Kane | Alice & Kate Kane, Kate Kane & Renee Montoya Characters: Kate Kane (DCU), Renee Montoya, Jacob Kane, Kyle Abbot (DCU), Whisper A'Daire, Beth Kane | Alice Additional Tags: DC Uninterrupted, Canon Rewrite, Grief/Mourning, Past Relationship(s), Kate Kane is Batwoman (DCU) Series: Part 9 of DC Uninterrupted, Part 1 of DC Uninterrupted: Bat Family Summary:

KATE KANE's life was forever changed the day she lost her mother and twin sister. She began down a long and winding path that led her to become the BATWOMAN. But everything she thought she knew is now turned upside down, and her journey brings her back once more to the worst day of her life. Can she find and save the sister she has long since lost? What does that mean for her future? That's the QUESTION, isn't it?

Welcome... to DC: Uninterrupted

#Kate Kane #Batwoman #Renee Montoya #The Question #Jacob Kane #Kyle Abbot #Whisper A'Daire #Beth Kane #DC #DC Fanfic #DC Uninterrupted

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hopelesslygazingthestars · 3 years

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Dreams of Love (Wildmoore)

Wildmoore fic

Maybe it was guilt that trapped the words at the back of her throat – guilt for the awful way she treated her when she had only been Ryan Wilder 'the convict'. Although she since earned Ryan’s trust, Sophie wasn’t sure if she yet earned forgiveness enough to deserve her. Ryan flirted and smiled at her like she just might have...

Sophie and Ryan navigate their complicated feelings towards one another as the past threatens to keep them apart.

Hovering enticingly above her were eyes like warm pools of brown she could lose herself in, and she did exactly that; drowned, again and again. Beneath the scrutinising gaze that demanded honesty, she felt like she just might have found home. In soft skin, she found grounding, preventing her from being lost in loneliness; and in between plump lips, feverish in their heat against her own, she found ecstasy.

Suddenly, Sophie Moore jumped awake with a call wrought in pleasure from the tormenting dream.

Dreaming was not something that she did often. Late nights and giving everything to a job that would never be what she wished, left her feeling so exhausted that most evenings she was unconscious before slipping between the sheets. Even when she did sleep, thanks to previously aforementioned career, it was never quite so restful that she might be lost in the realm of hopes and imaginings.

However, now, regardless of whether she was waking or sleeping, dreams of a certain masked vigilante gripped her with increasing frequently. With the latest one, so far removed from safer dreams of soup and flowers; taunted by vivid scenes of soft lips pressed against her own, ungodly moans and whimpers; and half-lidded electric eyes which scream ‘come to bed’.

Sex dreams could be about anyone she reasoned, but the slowly fading memory of a moment so tender she could not deny it, a whispered ‘My girl, I love you’, made Sophie’s heart hammer against her chest.

Longing Jordan called it, but the yearning that had blossomed inside her was so strong it frightened her as much as it filled her with vigour.

Had she been the Sophie Moore that nurtured denial through a marriage her heart was not truly into, she might have supressed these new feelings. Yet, this Sophie, out and proud, could not deny that somewhere between late nights on a rooftop and drinks at the bar, she had fallen for Ryan Wilder.

As the haze of drowsiness slipped away, in the dull morning light, she was annoyed to find eyes belonging to her newest roommate staring down at her in amusement.

“Alice, what the hell are you doing in my room?” She asked, praying to every god that might listen, that the other woman had not walked in on her wet dream.

A shit-eating grin spread across the blonde’s features. “I heard you calling out, so like any good roomie, I came to make sure you weren’t in any danger…”

Sophie rolled her eyes, though it was more to hide her growing mortification. If Alice figured out who the dream was about, she was about to become more annoying than she already was.

“…then I figured out what was really going on, so I stayed to watch the show,” Alice said with a wink for good measure.

Sophie released a groan completely unlike the one from moment earlier.

“Please, get out of my room.”

Like always, the blonde ignored her and moved from the chair opposite and jumped onto the bed beside her.

“Why? Scared I’ll find out about the Big lesssbian crush you’ve got on Ry-Ry?”

Sophie glared at her and slapped away the teasing fingers poking up her arm.

“I-”

Words failed her, and it somehow felt like betrayal even attempting to deny what was now undeniable.

“Don’t worry, it wasn’t you moaning her name in your sleep that gave it away, the heart-eyes have been rather obvious for a while now.”

Alice was the last person she wanted to talk to about Ryan, especially when she was sure she would somehow use it against Ryan when it suited her.

Instead, Sophie decided to start getting up, hoping Alice might take her silence as que to give up her line of conversation. However, Alice was Alice, and she never knew when to leave things alone.

“But… I suppose the whole Kate thing must be why you haven’t told her-”

“Kate has got nothing to do with anything,” Sophie interrupted, a bit too quickly.

“Oh?” Alice smirked.

Alice was vexing, it was her nature, but even Sophie wondered why she couldn’t quite seem to raise up the courage to say something. It had been on the tip of her tongue as Ryan fought for wakeness in the cryochamber; she wanted to say: you have don’t know me at all, but I want you to know me, and I want to know all of you.

Maybe it was guilt that trapped the words at the back of her throat – guilt for the awful way she treated her when she had been Ryan Wilder 'the convict'. Although she since earned Ryan’s trust, Sophie wasn’t sure if she yet earned forgiveness enough to deserve her. Ryan flirted and smiled at her like she just might have, but Ryan had never held her tongue with Sophie, even when she was ‘Crowphie’ so surely it meant she did not feel the same either.

However, it was not because of Kate. Their ship had sailed, and Sophie had nurtured her heart break under many a woman and held no desire to wait for a moment which may never come. She wanted to love and be loved without all the pain, loss and grief she had endured before; something easier.

“It seems to me you’ve got a fetish for spandex and red wigs,” Alice said pulling her out of her thoughts.

“It’s not about Kate or Batwoman, it’s about Ryan!” Sophie snapped, getting more heated than she intended to be.

“What’s about me?”

Ryan appeared then, lingering by the door, and that gentle smile on her face.

Sophie couldn’t find it in herself to return the grin, especially when she felt panic building in her chest at the thought of Ryan having heard any of their conversation.

“I-I…”

Sophie looked to Alice both in exasperation and pleading for an out.

“Oh, didn’t I mention Ryan was waiting for you?”

“No. You did not.” Sophie grumbled through gritted teeth.

“Ah well, Ryan’s here.”

“Great, thanks Alice, maybe next time you could tell me immediately.”

“I mean I tried but you were bus-“

“Okay, out! Out!” Sophie interrupted, voice shrill, and all but dragging the blonde away.

With a final push, a little harder than it needed to be, she forced Alice out the room and released a sharp breath.

Yet, just as quickly as it was released, air caught in her throat again. Ryan who swore she wasn’t a morning person looked gorgeous; the morning light shone behind her black waves creating an almost halo like structure around her, looking in that moment, grander than Batwoman could ever be. She wore another red number that Sophie had to make a conscious effort not to trace every curve and bump of her body that it hugged. Worse still, was the soft expression pulling at Ryan’s lips as she gazed back at her.

Eventually, black eyes roamed around her bedroom and the walls around Sophie felt like they were closing in. It felt intimate in a way she did not expect, and she struggled against the nervousness building.

Sophie cleared her throat, forcing herself into a nonchalance she did not feel.

“Ryan, you look h… you-you look different this morning- not bad different, I just mean more dressed up than-”

Sophie sighed, embarrassed by how much of a bumbling mess she had turned into. She was far smoother in her sleep and wished she could be knocked unconscious so she wouldn’t have to hear herself stuttering anymore.

Yet, when she met black orbs, she saw a teasing twinkle that made her feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Now she was aware of her feelings towards Ryan, she wondered how she had been oblivious for a single second.

“Are you trying to say I look like a snack Soph?” Ryan challenged, with a single brow raised.

More like a three-course meal.

Usually, Sophie would match her flirtations, but it felt too much just then, especially having Ryan in her room, however innocently, not so long after her dirty imaginings.

She found herself itching to distract herself and began shuffling towards her wardrobe for clothes as Ryan settled on her bed.

“You got another meeting with the Wayne publicist?”

If Ryan noticed her swift change in conversation, she didn’t say anything. Instead, she leant back on her hands and looked to the ceiling with an audible sigh… which was absolutely not the image Sophie needed right then. She needed a cold shower as soon as possible… and maybe church.

“Its with the board, they want to know what I’m going to do about the Jada situation.”

“What are you going to about her?”

Ryan met her eyes then.

“That’s actually why I’m here. Jada invited me for ‘family’ dinner tonight, and I was hoping you would come with me?”

Sophie stopped picking out her clothes, pleasantly surprised by the request. They had come so far, and that Ryan trusted her with this warmed her heart more than she knew how to handle.

Gazing at her, Ryan looked vulnerable despite everything; almost apprehensive and Sophie melted even more. She came to sit beside her, not caring she still rocked her headscarf and pyjamas, and reached over. Somewhere along the road of friendship, touch had become their language, and she needed Ryan to know, even if the words would not yet come, that she would do anything for her.

“Of course I’ll come.”

That bright smile of hers spread across her face, and despite the hammering in Sophie’s chest, she found herself smiling back.

“Great. It’s a date.”

It was joke, but she couldn’t help the hope which filled her, and she wondered if this was Ryan showing her that her feelings were not entirely one-sided.

It was hope and Sophie was a sucker for hope.

#batwoman #batwoman cw #ryan wilder #sophie moore #wildmoore #sophie x ryan #alice batwoman #beth kane #luke fox #mary hamilton #hamilfox #batwoman fanfiction #fanfic #arrowverse #batwomanedit

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forevercloudnine · 3 years

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“It’s quite the collection,” Beth said, glancing over at Bruce with a trace of amusement in her eyes. “Although, perhaps a bit much?”

He didn’t respond. ‘A bit much’ probably wouldn’t have been Bruce’s first choice of words, but he decided not to object, given that he was struggling to settle on any whatsoever.

--Monster Mask (AO3 Link)

#bathatter #mad hatter #jervis tetch #bruce wayne #beth kane #red alice #fanfic #another fic i put on ao3 a while ago but forgot to post here #i had a very specific idea for the graphic on this one and i DID NOT manage to execute it #my photo editing skills and knowledge of color theory are both. very limited #BUT i still kind of like how it turned out #the fic was named after the pomplamoose song monster mask which i highly recommend #has absolutely nothing to do with the story but it's a bop

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donnaemerson · 3 years

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so I'm starting a slow burn wildmoore fic, please read if you like.

— I've only just published CHAPTER 1, please tell me in the comments if you like it and if you'd like me to continue it. pls share if you want.

#wildmoore #sophie moore #ryan wilder #luke fox #mary hamilton #alice #beth kane #batwoman #fanfic #slow burn #multi chapter #arrowverse #wlw #javicia leslie #meagan tandy #ao3

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leverage-writing-prompts · 3 years

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Leverage Writing Prompt #38

This post was submitted by @lets-go-steal-a-hitter. Thank you!

Eliot "reluctantly" steals kids that Nate's supposed to be watching and doing a bad job with.

#leverage #leverage writing prompts #leverage writing prompt 38 #eliot spencer #christian kane #alec hardison #aldis hodge #nate ford #timothy hutton #sophie devereaux #gina bellman #parker #beth riesgraf #fanfiction #prompts #fanfiction prompt #fanfic prompt #writing prompt

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cyclone-rachel · 3 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batwoman (TV 2019) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Beth Kane | Alice & Kate Kane Characters: Beth Kane | Alice Additional Tags: Mentioned Kate Kane, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Character Study, Short One Shot, Internal Conflict, Season 1 Spoilers Summary:

Alice deals with the loss of her sister.

#papa don't look #doodles don't look #batwoman #beth kane #alice kane #fanfics

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midnight-skylie · 1 year

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Red Alice (Aka Alice Aka Beth Kane) and Harley Quinn should meet. They would be best friends!

Archive has failed to give me what I want so I'm throwing it all on you.

Jewish Blonde maniac crime boss super villain that is not so evil of Gotham. They are both crazy and they would be best friends!

The comics writers has something against showing Alice anywhere outside of Batwoman (she's not just her tween she's her own person!!). Or just remembering she exists at all most of the time.

Also... It would be funny if Jason and Alice/ Beth would meet. They are legally family, they both legally died and then became the largest crime lord of Gotham for a period of time until they became more the anti-hero/ anti-villain type with a questionable moral code.

It would be funny to see an interaction of them meeting and talking about it what it's like to die and come back as a crime lord of Gotham 😂😂

But yeah first of all mainly Harley and Alice are the ones that I want they'll meet.

Insane Jewish blonde villains of Gotham that were tortured by a psychopath to become what they are.

(Actually we don't know what happened to Beth since the moment she was kidnapped in the comics so I'll assume something similar to the Arrowverse has happened to her because we have no information (it's driving me crazy we don't know what happened to her)).

Harley and Alice would be bff. They are so alike, please someone go write that fanfic.

In general I need fanfics about Beth/ Alice. Desperately.

She's such a great character with so much potential.

My English is not great I'm not a native speaker so sorry if I have typos and mistakes.

#dc comics #harley quinn #harleen quinzel #Red Alice #alice kane #alice dc Comics #batwoman #alice dc comics #comics #gotham #gotham city #villain #jewish characters #red hood #jason todd #kate kane #Batwoman comics #batfamily #batfam

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ins0mnia-an0nym0us-au · 4 years

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batwoman observations after binge-ing

ruby rose started off kinda wooden and i wouldn’t say she is on rachel's (alice) level yet but she is improving with each episode, so props to her

the fight scenes are decent - i’m really hoping for more out of suit fight scenes with kate that are one shot like in the pilot (also props to ruby rose for doing her own stunts but bby, there are stunt doubles for a reason - pls don’t get paralyzed)

sophie is a confused lady and that’s okay but she gotta figure her shit out + should've figured it out before getting married

also, rachel who plays alice deserves so many awards for how she us playing alice. everything from small gestures, hand movements, expressions, the way lines are delivered - one moment i am genuinely terrified of her and the next my heart is breaking for her

mary is precious and should be brought into the bat-circle of trust - except idk how well she can lie about that stuff - she did keep her secret clinic hidden well from kate/others but kate also wasn’t living in gotham at the time, so we don’t really know about how well she could lie, given that y’know - kate immediately got taken to her clinic. doesn’t matter, i still want her in on it.

i dont know if i want alice to choke me or have a redemption arc and this is a problem - can i have both?

overall im very interested to see where they take the show

p.s. ao3 writers get on the batwoman train cuz there are like 4 complete (non-incest) batwoman fics, so yah.

#batwoman #kate kane #beth kane #alice #sophie moore #mary #cw #dctv #fanfics #fanfiction #ao3 #writers #binged it #the cw #lgbtq #lgbtq+#lesbian

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bbygirlky18 · 5 months

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Ships Updated!!!

Demi (Rhea) & Gretchen (Eliora)

Stephanie (Stephanie) & Paul (Hunter)

Jonathan (Jimmy) & Trinity ( Naomi)

Fergal (Finn) & Masami (Iyo)

Dominik (Dominik) & Gionna (Liv)

Luis (Damian) & Elizabeth (Beth)

Bianca (Bianca) & Carlisle (Luigi)

Joseph (Erick) & Victoria (Lilou)

Rebecca (Becky) & Ulysses (Ron)

Natalya (Natalya) & Jeremy (Elijah)

Maryse (Maryse) & Richard (Jules/m)

Cheree (Dakota) & James (Jackson)

Theresa (Zoey) & Leon (Brett)

Brianna (Cora) & Dexter (Mustafa)

Logan (Logan) & Donna (Stephanie)

Randall (Randy) & Conner (Brian)

Keith (Keith) & Lucas “Luke” (Mick)

Sydney (Maxxine) & Jessica (Gilda)

Brittany (Britt) & Carmen (Lola)

Milena (Rosa) & Taylor (Lilou)

Ashley (Shotzi) & Gisele (Rhonda)

Allyssa (Kayden) & Spencer (Gabriel)

Aoife (Lyra) & Dominic “Dom” (Roddy)

William (Christian) & Emilio (Kevin)

Trevor (Ricochet) & Rosalie (Anastasia)

Macey (Lacey) & Sebastian (Grayson)

Sarah (Valhalla) & Jasper (Riley/ m)

Elizabeth (Scarlett) & Luke (Vince)

Stephanie (Mia) & Enrique (Dash)

Ron (R-Truth) & Angela (Asahi)

Shayna (Shayna) & Kate (Mia)

Simone (Ava/Ava Raine) & Sammy (Itsuki)

Layla (Layla) & Dion (Gabriel)

Catherine (Cathy) & Titus (Aiden)

Michael (Shawn) & Mick (Nathan)

Kira (Taya) & Suki (Hawk)

Victoria (Raquel) & Velvet (Asahi)

Mark (The Undertaker) & Clarissa (Paige)

Taylor (Jacy) & Theodora (Lilou)

Christopher (Chris/Y2J) & Becca (Nastya)

Windham (Bray) & Austin (Tyler)

Priscilla (Gigi) & Elizabeth (Kanna)

Patricia (Trish) & Eric (Terry)

Eduardo (Eddie) & Renesmée (Riley/ f)

Jeffrey (Jeff) & Edward (Ted)

Kiera (Kiera) & D.J. (Mustafa)

Mercedes (Sasha) & Quil (Jackson)

Steffanie (Tegan) & June (Gayle)

Serena (Serena) & Embry (Luigi)

Ettore (Big E) & Ashley (Emma)

Adam (Edge) & Royal (Roddy)

Amy (Lita) & Charles (Lucas)

Samantha (Samantha) &

Živilė (Aksana) & Jonathan (Logan)

Kristen (Kris) & Gisell (Becky)

Dwayne (The Rock) & Jasmyne (Olivia)

Daria (Sonya) & Lauren (Olga)

Brodie (Luke) & Rob (Rio)

Kevin (Kevin Nash) & Samuel (Wally)

Bryan (Daniel) & Flynn (Mickie)

Catherine (Lana) & Tara (Gilda)

Jake (Jake) & Vixen (Mario)

Amanda (Mandy) & Beth (Christy)

Joseph (Solo) & Eleazar (Chris)

Kenneth (Montez) & Sam (Mantaro)

Celeste (Kaitlyn) & Matthew “Matt) (Jimbo)

Sarona (Tamina) & Luna (Kanna)

JoJo (JoJo) & Arianne (Falcon)

Kacy (Katana) & Paul (Brett)

Nicola (Nikki Cross) & Bronson (Kaito)

Adam (Braun) & Garrett (Gabriel)

Phillip (CM) & Sean (Mickie)

Rena (Sable) & Roman (Grayson)

Anriel (Lash) & Colleen (Dahlia)

Allen (AJ Styles) & Leah (Lilou)

Renee (Renee) & Jason (Ron)

Angela (Zayda) & Tanya (Olivia)

Kia (Kharma) & Lee (Mick)

Kaori (Kairi) & Theo (Brett)

Todd (Ivar) & Riley (Jules/ m)

Danielle (Willow) & Jane (Riley/ f)

Stephen (Sheamus) & Tara (Ember)

Ashley (Dana) & Sue (Emma)

Jazmin (Mercedes) & Bridget (Alexa)

Melina (Melina) & Han (Mustafa)

Franklin (Bobby) & Bree (Lola)

Faith (Nikkita) & Archie (Haruto)

Ronda (Ronda) & Makenna (Kanna)

Pamela (Bayley) & Samantha (Emma)

Gail (Gail) & Vyolette (Kanna)

Colby (Seth) & Leann (Donna)

Skye (Skye) & Alice (Katya)

Karen (Wendy) & Mariana (Nastya)

Steve (‘Stone Cold’ Steve) & David (Alexander)

KiLynn (KiLynn) & Kirk. (Logan)

Austin (Xavier) & Elle (Gilda)

Alexis (Alexa) & Jakob (Lucas)

Adrienne (Athena/Ember) & Esme (Riley/ f)

Matthew (Matt Hardy) & Earnest (Mario)

Stephanie (Nikki Bella) & Bella (Anastasia)

Thea (Zelina Vega) & Deckard “Deck” (Terry)

Glenn (Kane) & Priya (Olga)

Mary (Maria) & Mae (Anastasia)

Jillian (Jillian) & Aro (Shane)

Michelle (Michelle) & Nicole (Katya)

Lisa (Victoria) & McKayla (Nia)

Mickie (Mickie) & Kate (Stephanie)

Lilián (Lilian) & Esmeralda (Candice)

Leva (Leva) & Clara (Itsuki)

Toni (Toni) & Nicholas (Jimbo)

Gary (Angelo) & Murray (Mario)

Shinsuke (Shinsuke) & Jennifer (Olivia)

Saraya (Paige) & Lauren (Ember)

Karlee (Maxine) & Ashely (Jules/ f)

Cody (Cody) & Jacob (Jack)

Shelly (Ariel) & Aaron “Hotch” (Louis)

Tom (Aleister) & Emily (Sasha)

Carla (Roxanne) & Alec (Ron)

April (AJ Lee) & Sam (Roddy)

Victoria (Alicia) & Marissa (Chyna)

Danielle (Summer) & Kendall (Jack)

Matthew (Matt Riddle) & Tarrence (Nathan)

Jessica (Billie) & Whitney (Beth)

Stacy (Stacy) & Allen (Alexander)

Joan (Chyna) & Sasha (Hawk)

Jonathan (Dean) & Ophelia (Amelia)

Natalie (Eva) & Tatum (Reo)

Jade (Jade) & Jennifer “JJ” (Riley/ f)

Joe (Roman) & Marcel (Roddy)

Oscar (Rey) & Xavier (Shane)

Kimberly (Piper) & Annelise (Mia)

Leah (Carmella) & Rebecca (Gilda)

Torrie (Torrie) & Irina (Emma)

Tenille (Emma) & Noel (Nathan)

Dori (Ruby) & Rachel (Gayle)

Eve (Eve) & Ettore (Logan)

John (John Morrison) & Brian (Riley/ m)

Andrew (Drew) & Mary (Candice)

Rami (Sami) & Edythe (Chyna)

Katarina (Katie) & Lance (Luigi)

Cassie (Peyton) & Vera (Lilou)

Kofi (Kofi) & Vallie (Becky)

Laura (Allie) & Annissa (Sasha)

Chelsea (Chelsea) & Jess (Zoe)

Joshua (Jey) & Elyssa (Ruby)

Raymond (Erik) & Russ (Kid)

Ashley (Charlotte) & Leticia “Letty” (Lilou)

Deonna (Deonna) & Logan (Wally)

Kanako (Asuka) & Vince (Mario)

Barbara (Kelly Kelly) & Julyanna (Rhonda)

Lina (Nia) & Eleanor (Stephanie)

Brianna (Brie) & Jared (Ted)

John (John Cena) & Jack (Haruto)

Mike (The Miz) & Henry (Jackson)

Debrah (Alundra/Madusa) & Douglas (Ron)

Claudio (Cesaro) & Laurent (Vince)

Ariane (Cameron) & Stephen (Tyler)

Brandi (Eden) & Erica (Stacie)

Kevin (Kevin Owens/KO) & Derek (Luigi)

Jessika (Jessika) & Jesse (Logan)

Candice (Candice) & Anne (Olga)

John (Johnny Gargano) & Ben (Jimmy)

Debra (Debra) & Jessamine (Jules/ f)

Seth (Riley/ m) & Tyler (Aiden)

Rowena (Donna) & Victor (Kid)

Tej (Elijah) & Sullivan (Mustafa)

Penelope (Becky) & Emily (Stacie)

Evangeline (Olga) & Beth (Stephanie)

Carine (Layla) & Emmett (Wayne)

Alex (Emma) & Jedidiah (Shane)

Gina (Anastasia) & Mia (Nastya)

Presley (Louis) & Edward (Kaito)

Gabriel (Brett) & Cain (Alexa)

Ramsey (Katya) & Katie (Nia)

Rubie (Emma) & Eloise (Katya)

Mike (Louis) & Cherylyn (Becky)

That's the full ship list. Hope you guys enjoy it.

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terapsina · 5 years

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what you gon’ do (when there’s blood in the water)

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“You’re going to put all the red, red rubies back inside her chest or I’m going to bleed them out of you instead.” Alice singsongs, eyes pointedly sliding sideways.

Batwoman is unconscious and bleeding out in front of her clinic, with something that looks like the length of an arrow sticking out of her stomach. So Mary's got a homicidal villain and a potentially dying vigilante on her hands and… wow, she really regrets not drinking that fifth cup of coffee.

/or/

The obligatory ‘Mary finds out Kate is Batwoman in the most stressful manner possible’ fic.

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Most times Mary doesn’t mind having long days, she would never have made it through almost two and a half years of medical school, let alone added running an illegal clinic to her resume, if she couldn’t cut it on four hours of sleep and power naps all over the place - well, if she could add that to her resume without promptly landing across the desk from her head of the Crows step-father as he just sat there... and stared, silent and furious, or worse... called her mother.

But most days aren’t today. And today she’s been up since 4 am because of an attempted bombing at a housing complex in the poorer part of Gotham. The bomb itself hadn’t hurt anyone - Mary heard that apparently Batwoman had jumped on it, taking the brunt of the explosion with her body armor - but the evacuation had caused a panic and there’d been a stampede.

Which meant that those hurt that had the means probably went to Gotham Central Hospital. And those without health insurance who couldn’t afford to pay two thousand dollars or more for a broken arm, went to her. So yeah, it’s 2 am of the next night and she’s running on four cups of coffee and one ten minute nap six hours ago.

She considers if she needs another cup to get through getting home but decides that would probably bite her once she’s in her nice warm bed, lying on her Egyptian cotton sheets and can’t close her eyes.

Mary’s actually almost out of there when there’s three neat knocks on the metal doors of her clinic. Mary stops in place, - her bag almost over her shoulder - and groans aloud. Or sobs, it might have been a sob.

She drops the bag and walks for the door, reaching it, she lightly hits her head against the cool metal before gathering enough strength of will to actually open the door.

If no one’s dying she might kill them herself.

-or - and she might just be spit-balling here, a hysterical corner of her mind chimes in - she might be the one who’s about to die.

The person on the other side of the door is Red Alice and tonight she’s really seemed to have earned her name, because she is covered in blood.

Mary opens her mouth for what promises to be the loudest, most high pitched, blood curdling scream in her arsenal when Alice moves and slams her palm over Mary’s mouth, the other one lands on her throat, squeezing - just slightly but Mary gets the message.

“Quiet like a mouse, my dear. Cats are on the prowl and we don’t want them on our tails.” Alice snaps at her, eyes flashing.

Gasping and trying to think past the terror, she tries to remember where she’d put the gun Beatrice - the mother with no insurance and a son with a severe peanut allergy - had given her after the last time Alice had directed her attention toward Mary. But it’s locked inside the drawer of her desk, and her desk is in the other room. There’s no way she’s getting to it before Alice does whatever she came here to do.

“What... what do you want?” Mary rasps out as soon as Alice’s left hand leaves her mouth - her right is still dangerously close to a carotid artery. She doesn’t want to think about exactly how fast Alice can go for one of those knives she likes to play with so much any time she drops a video message for Gotham.

“You’re going to put all the red, red rubies back inside her chest or I’m going to bleed them out of you instead.” Alice singsongs, eyes pointedly sliding sideways.

Mary’s eyes follow her and land on a second person she hadn’t noticed in her initial terror over seeing Gotham’s most wanted. Though the fact that the woman who’s slumped against the wall a few feet away is wearing all black might have helped conceal her in those first moments, now though Mary can’t look away from the shock of red hair lying in a mess around her masked head. The identity of the body is unmistakable.

Batwoman is unconscious and bleeding out in front of her clinic, with something that looks like the length of an arrow sticking out of her stomach. So Mary’s got a homicidal villain and a potentially dying vigilante on her hands and... wow, she really regrets not drinking that fifth cup of coffee.

Mary’s mind is blank with confusion, - exhaustion - the scene just doesn’t make sense. Since the Batwoman’s appearance months ago there’s been dozens of reported clashes between her and Red Alice in the news.

“Why would you want me to save Batwoman?” She asks, her heart - which had already been running - feels like it’s just picked up even more speed and is well on the way to beating its way out of her chest.

She tips a bit forward to get a better look, still careful of Alice’s uncertain motives, and the door she’d opened moments before slides open a little wider. She knows that Alice says something then but she doesn’t hear it past the buzzing in her ears, the light from the doorway has moved and landed on the lower half of Batwoman’s face.

“Oh, God.” Mary gasps and pushes Alice away, no longer caring about the threat she brings to her. “Kate!”

In a moment she’s on her knees beside her sister, assessing the injury. Penetrating trauma to the upper right abdomen. She’s breathing but Mary can’t get at her pulse, the armor that somehow hasn’t protected her from whatever happened is instead getting in the way of Mary’s attempt to get at a pulse point. She doesn’t like how cold her face is to the touch though.

“Kate!” Mary tries to rouse her, slapping her lightly at the cheek. “Kate, can you hear me? Can you open your eyes?”

There’s no response. All her years at med-school have taught her how bad that is. Kate needs a hospital, she needs... she- Mary takes in the picture Kate makes and falters. She can’t take Batwoman to a hospital, which means she can’t take Kate to a hospital. Because if Kate is Gotham City’s new vigilante then the moment she gets identified she’ll get arrested, and getting arrested will get her killed.

For a moment Mary doesn’t know what to do and then her eyes land back on the murderer on her clinic's doorstep.

Alice is standing frozen, looking at Kate with a dazed expression, like reality isn’t really sinking in yet.

Two months ago this woman sent someone to kill her. And Mary would like nothing more than to get as far away from her as possible but right now she’s the only person around who can help Mary save Kate. Which is clearly a sentiment Alice shares or she would never have brought her here in the first place.

Smothering all other instincts Mary does what she has to.

“Help me get her inside.” She orders.

Alice doesn’t react, still staring at Kate.

“Alice.” Mary tries again.”We need to get her inside, Alice! Alice! Beth!”

That seems to have finally done it, because she lurches down to her knees to grab Kate by one of her arms while Mary goes for the other. Together they hoist Kate to her feet and start dragging her inside the building.

“How do you take this off?” Mary asks a minute later as soon as she has hastily disinfected the surface of the table she’s planning to put Kate on. First though they need to get her out of that armor.

As soon as Alice starts undoing something behind Kate’s back Mary joins her. They manage to free her from the costume without jostling the arrow too much and then finally Mary can see what she’s dealing with.

Kate’s pulse is steady but weak, which indicates she’s gone into Hypovolemia but she’s not quite in danger of her heart stopping. Yet. She needs a blood transfusion.

First things first she grabs two pairs of surgical gloves and throws one toward Alice. “Put those on!”

“Bossy.” Alice says and tut-tuts at her. Normally that would call for a more involved response but she follows her instructions so Mary just throws a hurried glare at her and lets it go.

As soon as their hands are covered by the latex gloves she pours some more of the disinfectant over them and then guides Alice to place her hands over Kate’s abdomen, carefully encircling the arrow in a way that makes sure it doesn’t move.

“Put pressure there.” Mary says and turns to run toward the back of the room to get her blood transfusion kit, she falters as she remembers Kate’s blood type. She doesn’t have any B negative blood and she’s fresh out of the O neg. She spins back around. “What’s your blood type?”

“What?”

“Your blood, do you have the same type as Kate?” She snaps, irritated at the delay of this conversation. At any other time she’d be far too terrified to yell at a known killer, right now she’s far more terrified of watching her si- watching Kate bleed to death.

“Yes. I think so.” Alice says.

“You think so, or you’re sure?” She asks, voice harsh, she’s moving again taking the kit and starting to unpack it so that if she gets the answer she needs she’s ready to do her job at once.

“I’m sure.” Alice says and her voice hardens with certainty. “We got tested in school. B negative?”

Mary exhales in relief and moves to insert the needle in Kate’s arm. Then she does the same to Alice and tries not to think too much about it.

Saving Kate’s life first. Figuring out how to survive the night in case Alice still plans to finish the job she started by sending her ax-happy boyfriend after her? Later.

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The next half an hour had turned into a hectic rush of removing the arrow from Kate’s abdomen - which luckily hadn’t penetrated as deeply as Mary had feared - and replacing her lost blood with Alice’s before it became too dangerous for the donation to go on, and Mary was forced to replace the blood with a saline solution.

Getting the arrow out might have turned into more of a struggle than it would have been if the arrowhead had gone out her back but at least it had avoided piercing any of the major organs. It hadn’t actually even nicked her large intestine which is good because Mary doesn’t think she could have fixed that.

She’s already done more tonight than she’s entirely comfortable with doing inside the sub-par facilities available, actually. Or, you know, with still having a year and a half of medical school left to go.

And Red Alice is still only a few steps away from her.

Though at least now that she’s donated so much of her blood to Kate she should be woozy enough that Mary might be able to knock her out if the situation calls for it.

And Kate is stable.

Which means Mary’s mind is pulling back from the emergency mode of ‘Kate is dying’ and switching gears to ‘Kate is Batwoman’.

Which she hadn’t told Mary. Despite the fact that they’ve spoken more in the past two months than they had in the past five years combined, or the fact that Mary had thought they might actually have been starting to build the relationship she’d given up on ever sharing with her, or the fact that Kate knew Mary’s big ‘go-to-jail-if-ever-found-out’ secret but at no point even hinted at her own.

A secret that Alice obviously knew. Because of course she did, because somehow a mentally unstable villain was more trustworthy than Mary.

The feeling blooming inside Mary’s chest is ugly and unfair, there’s a dozen other reasons for why Alice might have found out Kate’s secret, it’s also a feeling Mary’s very familiar with.

She’s been envious of Beth for almost twelve years. Not because she wanted to steal the affection Kate had always held like a torch in wait for Beth to come back, - or because she wanted to replace Beth - but because she’s always wanted to share in that affection.

Because she’s never heard Kate call Mary her sister. Not even her step-sister. Even when Kate had cause to introduce someone to her it would never be: ‘This is Mary, my stepsister.’ it was always ever and only ‘This is Mary, our parents are married.’

It had never failed to make something sharp twist inside her chest.

Enough. She needs a distraction from this pointless carousel of feeling not quite good enough, so she turns away from Kate and moves toward the discarded pieces of the suit that was left at the side of the room once they’d gotten it off Kate.

Something about the front of it catches Mary’s eye. The black armor isn’t pristine with one hole on the suit’s frontal side like she’d guess would be the case if it got hit with some kind of armor-piercing arrow - are those a thing? Because she’s heard rumors about Star City.

The suit looks damaged, bent inward and cracked in something almost like a spiderweb pattern. There’s jagged almost melted looking spots on it, especially around the lower torso. It looks as if... - her mind jumps back to what she’d heard from a few of today’s patients, about Batwoman jumping on top of the bomb.

“What exactly happened?” She asks before she can think better of attracting Alice’s attention.

“What always happens.” Alice says from close behind her. Mary forces herself not to jump out of her skin. “A lucky shot by a pathetic mouse on a bad, sad, mad day and the bat fell down. Oh well, you live, you learn, you chop a few heads tomorrow.”

Alice is a bit unsteady on her feet but not as much so as Mary might have hoped, and that intense focused stare is back on her face. The focus entirely on Mary.

Mary knows not to flinch. Besides, there’s something almost familiar about Alice’s eyes, they’re angry and wounded and lonely. She sees Kate in them, which she guesses means she’s seeing Beth in them.

She’s just not sure if that’s very good or very bad.

“What are you going to do?” Mary asks. Or starts asking because there’s the sound of a broken glass pane hitting the floor and shattering from a room above them. The building is abandoned. That’s why it’s perfect for Mary’s purposes. Somehow Mary thinks it’s too much to hope that some homeless animal has found itself wandering onto the property.

“Oh. I love a mouse trap.” Alice says as she throws back her head with a smile. Then she grabs Mary’s shoulders and pulls her closer. “Go make sure Katy-Kate is all tucked in and hiding behind the Bat, okay? I’ll be right back.”

And then she’s gone.

The first thing Mary does is pocket the thing she’s been trying to get her hands on without being observed for the past half an hour. The second thing she does is go for the costume. There’s no way Mary has enough time to dress Kate back into Batwoman but she doesn’t need to put on her the whole thing, just the mask. And that she does quickly enough.

Kate looks ridiculous and Mary mourns the fact that she doesn’t have time to take a picture - not that she could anyway, with all these hackers rising up from shadows recently, both the villainous type and the plain gross ones.

She’s finished by the time the ominous silence that’s been covering the clinic since Alice left, gets broken by something heavy and soft hitting something wooden.

She leaves the room and then knocks a closet filled with clean linens over the doorway, quickly she makes sure it’s jammed in place so that if anyone tries to move it to get inside at Kate, Mary will be able to hear it. Then she runs toward the sounds of laughter and smashing glass and breaking furniture from one of the inner rooms. Which tells Mary she probably knows where Alice and their uninvited guest is.

The room the fight is taking place in is the one where Mary had moved all of the too damaged furniture coming with the building. It wasn’t a neat place to begin with and now it looks like a hurricane has gone over it.

Alice is grinning, teeth bared and trying to remain standing by one of the walls. She’s also pale and breathing too hard, the blood she’d donated clearly finally catching up with her. There’s one of Mary’s scalpels in her hands and a smashed lamp by her feet.

The man is with his back to Mary on his knees, arm bleeding. And he’s reaching for the hunting crossbow by his feet.

Mary doesn’t so much think as react as she grabs the closest heavy object at hand - another old lamp that wouldn’t turn on - and smashes it over the guy’s head.

He drops like a particularly heavy stone.

“Are you okay?” Mary asks on reflex and lets the lamp fall out of her hands to the floor.

“You know, I think I might be starting to like you.” Alice says at her, though her smile hasn’t lost its savage look, there is however a hint of actual interest in her eyes. Mary shudders, she’s not sure if that’s actually better. Then Alice’s eyes go back to the unconscious man Mary’s guessing shot Kate, and all hint of humanity drops from her face like she’s a snake shedding the skin that doesn’t quite fit. She takes a step for the man, the scalpel in her hand twisting around with a play of fingers and Mary panics.

“No, stop!” Mary says and rushes to stand in front of Alice. “You don’t have to kill him. He didn’t see Kate. I’ll have some guys drop him off somewhere in the morning and make an anonymous tip. He’ll be arrested, he’s not a threat anymore.”

“Really now? And how will you do that, he’s gonna wake up any minute now. And we can’t have that, now can we?” Alice says, eyes still intent on her target.

Mary’s face hardens, her hand going into her pocket. Then she turns around - turns her back to Alice, a panicked voice in her head adds - and drops to her knees to inject the liquid from the syringe she’d been hiding, into the man’s bloodstream.

“He’ll wake up when I want him to wake up. And no one’s murdering anyone inside my clinic. It’s off limits.” She says and gets back to her feet.

Alice just stares at her, her lips pressed in irritation, the look on her face that of a child that’s being told there’s no sweets for dinner.

“Fine.” She snaps. “I’m not going to kill him here.”

“Good.” Mary says, dropping from her protective stance. Relieved that she doesn’t have to risk her life to protect a man that almost killed Kate. Her eyes move down to the scalpel Alice is still playing with. “Can I have that back now, please?”

“No.” Alice says and tilts her head sideways, looking at her with thoughtful eyes. “Mine now.”

She opens her mouth to argue but then closes it, all things considered a scalpel is probably the easiest of the stuff she’d used up tonight to replace and she doesn’t want to risk setting Alice off.

“Be a dear, tell my sister I won’t always be there to pull her wings out of the fire. And don’t sing to Daddy’s crows, I wouldn’t want to have to come back.” She says and makes the scalpel vanish into one of the pockets of her blue coat, before twisting dramatically on her heel and starting to walk out of the room and away from both Mary and the room Kate’s still in.

“I wouldn’t do that.” Mary yells toward Alice’s turned back and almost adds how Kate’s her sister too. What holds her back is not so much the potentially suicidal results of those words as the fact that Kate would probably disagree.

She wouldn’t say it, Mary knows that much at least, but she’d think it and that’s painful enough.

After Alice is gone Mary turns around toward the knocked out and drugged man and sighs. “Now, how the hell am I gonna move you?”

---

It takes another hour before Kate starts stirring.

In that time Mary has managed to drag the man into the room and wrapped up his bleeding shoulder - though she’s left him on the floor by one of the walls, which as far as she’s concerned serves him right... even if it had more to do with there being absolutely no way for her to lift him up onto one of the old spring-mattress beds than anything else.

She’d also taken off Kate’s mask again now that the threat of her being identified as Batwoman was over, and made herself that cup of coffee she’d decided against before she’d been so rudely interrupted from going home.

She hears Kate groan and walks over.

“Drink this.” Mary says and passes Kate a glass of water as soon as she opens her eyes and starts trying to get up. Then she puts an additional pillow under Kate’s head to help her stay upright. “You’re dehydrated.”

“Mary?” Kate asks, shaking her head as soon as she’s downed the water. “What are you- what happened?”

“That guy over there shot you with an arrow and then Alice brought you to me.” Mary says, nodding toward the man in question. “I patched you up.”

It’s then that Kate’s face flashes with fear and Mary has to look away. “You don’t have to worry, I’m not going to tell anyo-”

“Did Beth hurt you?” Kate interrupts Mary’s attempt to assure her that she wouldn’t betray Kate’s secret.

“What?”

“Beth. Alice. She didn’t try to hurt you did she?” Kate asks, real worry coloring her voice. Mary just stares at her, chest tightening with something painful but... not.

“Oh, no. I mean she kinda scared me half to death at first 'cause Red Alice and all that blood, duh, but- no, she didn’t hurt me.” Mary says and consciously stops herself from reaching up to rub at her neck, Alice hadn’t really choked her, though she knows her skin well enough to know that by tomorrow there will be visible bruising there anyway.

“Good.” Kate says, but her eyes are still running over Mary like she’s cataloging every hair out of place, just to make sure it’s true.

Mary doesn’t quite know what to do with Kate’s uncharacteristic reaction. So instead she changes the subject.

“Yeah,” she says and her eyes slide sideways to the unspoken elephant of the room. “So, don’t take this the wrong way but I really need Batwoman to not be here by the time it starts getting light outside.”

She sees Kate flinch from the corner of her eye, as she too finally notices the Batwoman costume and maybe only now puts together all the pieces to realize exactly what Mary knows now.

For a moment Kate says nothing. Then she looks like she’s weighing something and coming to a conclusion.

“It’s okay. Luke can come pick me up, honestly I’m pretty sure he’s already freaking out, I wasn’t exactly supposed to go on a patrol yesterday. The suit’s kinda of a mess right now. ” Kate says with a shrug and then visibly regrets it as she winces and clutches at her stomach. “I just hadn’t thought it was so much of a mess it would let a low speed projectile through.”

“Yes, I’m guessing that’s what happens when people jump on bombs, Kate.” Mary quips back dryly.

“Yeah,” she says, “about that.”

“We can talk about that later.” Mary says and then hands her another glass of water and two tablets of pain medication. “Drink that down. I’d give you some for later but you can afford to buy your own, and I’m already running low.”

“What about him?” Kate asks as soon as she’s followed Mary’s instructions and nods toward her would-be killer. “He’ll tell the cops where he’d tracked me to to cut a deal, or he’ll tell his friends.”

“Oh, no, it’s fine, I’ve got guys in prison.” Mary assures her.

“You’ve got guys in prison.” Kate says, a wry twist to her mouth.

“It’s not what it sound like, okay? It’s just that, well, for some of them I’m the closest thing to health insurance their families have, so I’m like... officially off limits.” Mary says and feels an embarrassed blush rising to her cheeks.

“Wow.” Kate smirks.

“What!?” Mary can’t help snapping, irritated and recalling all the times Kate made her feel smaller just by looking at her.

“My little stepsister really is the Meredith Grey of Gotham’s underground.” Kate teases her fondly, though her smile has slipped a bit and then drops completely at the sharp breath that catches in Mary’s throat. “What?”

“Nothing, you’ve just never- it’s nothing.” Mary says, swallowing back the sudden and inexplicable tears threatening to build up and drop down her cheeks. She feels like Kate has just punched her in the chest, except somehow it’s simultaneously the warmest feeling she remembers having.

---

The next time Mary sees Kate is a day later when she shows up at Mary’s apartment carrying takeout from the Mexican place around the corner.

“I thought we should talk.” Kate says when Mary opens the door.

“You should be in bed.” Mary disagrees but lets her in, honestly she was kind of expecting her to come around, especially after she read today’s front page article.

“I’m fine.” Kate says.

Mary rolls her eyes and snorts.

“I sewed up your stomach yesterday, you needed a blood transfusion. You’re really not.” She guides her to the living room to sit down on the couch. For a few minutes there’s a semi-comfortable silence as Mary sets up the dinner Kate brought over onto the table.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was Batwoman.” Kate says as soon as Mary has sat down beside her and started on her quesadilla.

“It’s okay.” Mary says but doesn’t quite meet Kate’s eyes, she’s not lying but it still kind of stings. “I wish you would have trusted me but I get it.”

“It wasn’t about trust, Mary.” Kate says. “I didn’t want to put you in unnecessary danger.”

“Well can you not put yourself in unnecessary danger either, please? I’d rather avoid as many future visits from Alice as possible.” She says and unconsciously starts playing with the colorful silk scarf around her neck.

“So I take it you saw the article.” Kate sighs.

Mary’s eyes flicker toward the newspaper with a grimace.

“You mean the one about how Red Alice broke into police holding and killed a suspect found through an anonymous tip before he could be questioned? Yeah.” She says, a stupid guilty feeling bubbling inside her chest cavity. “She said she wasn’t going to kill him at my clinic, I should have guessed she meant that literally.”

“It’s not your fault, Mary.”

“Right.”

“It’s not, you shouldn’t-” Kate says and then freezes, eyes zeroing in on Mary’s hand, the one running nervously over the scarf covering her neck. “What’s that?”

“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.” Mary tries but isn’t all that surprised to receive back a glare, so she sighs and removes the scarf hiding the bruises in the shape of a hand-print.

“I though you said Beth didn’t hurt you.” Kate whispers, voice upset.

“She didn’t... much. I was gonna scream so she-”

“That’s not an excuse, Mary.”

“I know. It’s just that all things considered this time went a lot better than last time, There were no axes for one.” She tries joking to lighten the mood, it doesn’t seem to work. “And she said she might actually be starting to like me now.”

If anything, Kate looks even more worried at that.

“Yeah, that was pretty much my reaction too.” Mary nods, it had felt like Alice had forgotten about her in the past two months and now she has a bad feeling that’s no longer going to be the case.

Feeling like she needs to move on to a lighter subject she winds the silk back around her neck and grins a bit forcefully at Kate.

“So, you’re Batwoman then, how did that happen?”

---

After that, their dinner is pretty uneventful. Kate fills her in on that whole vigilante business, though Mary’s pretty sure she’s still keeping something back. She doesn’t fail to notice how in Kate’s retelling of finding Batman’s secret lair she never actually mentions any specifics.

But they do talk and it’s not that different than it’s been since Kate had come back to Gotham and they’d started actually hanging out sometimes, like how actual sisters might. They jump through topics, covering criminals Batwoman has taken down and patients Mary has patched up, the local barista Kate has been flirting with and the fellow med-student who's been hitting on Mary. She mentions the message Alice had wanted to convey to Kate and then they move back on to some lighter subjects when Kate's mood plummets.

Eventually it’s getting late and Kate starts getting ready to go home... well, hopefully home. Or at least not out to patrol the city. Kate’s definitely not healthy enough for that yet and Mary doesn’t see how the Bat costume could have possibly gotten fixed this fast.

But before Kate can leave, Mary impulsively jumps forward to hug her. Squeezing her older stepsister for all it’s worth - though she’s careful not to put pressure near her abdomen. “I’m glad you didn’t die.”

“Mary?” Kate says but doesn’t try to pull back, which means Mary doesn’t feel like she has to either. It's not the first hug Mary's ever shared with Kate but it's the first one where Kate hasn't initially frozen, which puts this as the best hug she's ever gotten from Kate.

“Yeah?”

“I know I’ve never said this, and that I should have but I’m gonna say it now. I’m glad our parents married each other. I’m glad that we’re family.” Kate says and squeezes Mary back.

“Well, duh.” Mary says and covertly tries to wipe away the tears before Kate can get the chance to see them. “I’m awesome.”

#batwoman #mary hamilton #kate kane #beth kane #batwoman fic #hamilton kane sisters #kane sisters #red alice #fanfic #my fic #family: i’m the good sister #family: kate x beth #i maybe shouldn't have posted this when all of the americans are probably asleep #damn time zones #p.s. i edited the fic to comply with the new information about how long mary's been in med school

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