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cherryasagiri · 2 years

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Morning Routine

pairing: Jason x oc

summary: A collection of one-shots of the daily family dynamics of the Wayne/Bat family through the tired eyes of the married daughter of Bruce Wayne, Nafula. Some will be continuations, and others won't.

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The gentle breeze outside her windows makes a faint whistling sound as the birds outside sing along to the subtle tune of the crisp morning air. A light melodic ring sounds off close by, accompanied by the tiny vibrations that match the melody, slowly began to wake her from her calming dreams. It's the only place she can find peace in this mansion. She slowly rose, eyes slightly stinging from the gentle rays that protruded through her favorite black curtains. The curtains create a mirage that their room stays pitch black throughout the day. It is one of her favorite environments to sleep in alone. Her alarm goes off suddenly, her eyesight adjusting to the light as she sits up entirely on her bed. She stretched her arms roughly, followed by a gigantic yawn coming out of her mouth; Nafula was ready to take on the day, feeling amazing for the first time in a while.

That is until someone decided to ruin it. In a split second, her bedroom door slammed open with much force, causing the young woman to practically jump out of her skin from the sudden surprise.

"Ugh, hey babe, can you feed the kid? I tried feeding her, but she wouldn't eat, so I'm giving—"

With a strong throw of her pillow, the soft object landed harshly on the intruding male's face. She was definitely not happy about what he said.

"Shut the fuck up and go feed my daughter!" She yells at him, the male in trouble giving her the loudest sigh he could muster.

“Ughhhhhhh fiiiiiinnnneeeeee… I should step on your pillow."

"I will fucking kill you."

"Pshh, like that hasn't happened before."

"Jason!!"

"Alright, alright… you're lucky I'm madly in love with your mean ass." And with that, Jason picks up the discarded pillow, and frisbee throws it onto their shared bed, and of course, he sticks the landing. Jason gently closes the door to leave you to your thoughts with a small celebratory cheer to himself.

Nafula sighed, cracked her neck, tore off her bonnet, jumped out of bed, and headed towards the kitchen. She only took a few strides before she noticed that her little brother Damien was leaving his own room to catch breakfast in time. She knew that he was getting tired of Alfred scolding him for missing the most important meal of the day. She chuckled gently, placing her hands behind her back with a slight mischievous smirk gracing her lips as she scurried over to him.

"Good morning to my cute little brother! How are you this morning~?" She sang to him, much to the dismay of her younger brother.

"Sister, as much as I enjoy your presence more than the other idiots in this family, it is too early in the morning for your cheery optimism," he groaned. Nafula glanced down at the shorter male to see slight bags under his eyes. She smiled genuinely, a hand reaching up to pat the young boy on his head before walking past him and walking into the kitchen.

There, she saw her sweet 5-year-old daughter sitting on a stack of books on the fairy chair her doting mother bought her with the cutest pout she could muster. She was worried about why her daughter was upset but couldn't help but think that she was just too cute to her mom, so she wasn't going to ask just yet. Nafula walked over to the refrigerator and opened the door, grabbing the half-full carton of orange juice and taking it straight to the head, much to Alfred's disgust. He dared not to scold the eldest biological child of Bruce because he knew she wasn't going to listen to a word he said, just like when she was a child. All he decided to do was hand the 5-year-old girl a plate of food he made for her and the rest of the family when Jason failed to feed his own daughter.

"Mommy?"

"Yes, my sweet, adorable baby girl?"

"Daddy tried to give me hot Cheetos and iced tea for breakfast, and when I said no, he… he… he left and said I can't tell you."

Nafula's cheerful expression quickly changed from that to disdain. And just right on cue, her idiot husband decided to waltz right into the kitchen to grab himself a plate. He then noticed his wife's mood was sour and automatically knew it was directed towards him and that he somehow fucked up. With a slight glare landing at his daughter, she returned it with a mischievous grin while darting her eyes from him to her mom and back to him.

"Oh, you little shit– ow!" he exclaimed; the back of his head was now throbbing from the slap his wife inflicted upon him.

"Watch your fucking language around, my child!" She started, "What did I tell you about feeding her junk for breakfast?!" she yelled. Alfred ignored the bickering couple, grabbed Amena's now empty plate to wash later, and continued with his morning routine before Bruce eventually came down to eat. The little girl just staring at her parents, thinking that their fighting is pure comedy.

"You just cursed yourself, Fula. What the hell!"

"Jason, I do not care. I will–"

"Kill me. I know I know you abusive as–" Jason stopped himself mid-sentence when he noticed his wife's hand reaching up for another strike. "Beautiful woman you are. I will never feed our precious daughter junk food again."

The exhausted woman lost her appetite at that moment, glancing over at her daughter as she watched the petite girl consume the food Alfred made with much enthusiasm. She was happy to see her daughter enjoying the little things in life. Before she let herself continue to be distracted, Nafula waved off everyone in the room, yawning lightly.

"I'll come to eat in a bit. Alfred, could you set my food off to the side, please? I appreciate you. And Amena? Make sure you come to mommy's room when you're done!" She reminded her child, who mumbled incoherent words with food stuffed in her mouth.

She chuckled lightly, walking away to her room. Once she got there, she trudged over to the bathroom in her room to brush her teeth and wash her face. Nafula forced herself over to the fluffy king bed she shared with her husband as she finished up; The short woman immediately hopped on the bed with the last little strength she had and swiftly fell fast asleep, letting the softness of the comforter whisk her away.

Several hours later, she awoke to her daughter sleeping on the bottom of the mattress, half the day already gone.

"…fuck”

"You're such a bad mom, Nafula,"

"FUCK YOU, Jason!!"

#fanfic #fanfiction #dcu fanfic #batfam #batman #bruce wayne #jason todd #black coded reader #original character #damian wayne #fluff

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soulguana · 1 year

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I have decided to introduce my seven ocs:

Min, Wren, Harriet, Ace, Rocket, Po, and Frode

I also made collages for my ocs as well. Each collage has six pictures of fictional characters that my oc is based on. Can you guess the personality of each oc based on the pictures?

Min:

* Shigeo "Mob" Kageyama (Mob Psycho 100)

* Charlie Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)

* Ahsoka Tano (Star Wars The Clone Wars)

* Luz Noceda (The Owl House)

* Kamala Khan/Ms. Marvel (Ms. Marvel series)

* Adorabat (Mao Mao Heroes Of Pure Heart)

Wren:

* Jack Frost (Rise Of The Guardians)

* Peter B. Parker (Spider-Man Into The Spider-Verse)

* Leonardo (Rise Of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

* Iron Man (Iron Man movies)

* Arin Hanson (Game Grumps)

* Han Solo (Star Wars Original Trilogy)

Harriet:

* Medusa (Marvel comics)

* Millie (Helluva Boss)

* Hera Syndulla (Star Wars Rebels)

* Wammawink (Centaurworld)

* April O'Neil (Rise Of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

* Leslie Knope (Parks And Recreation)

Ace:

* Scott Lang/Ant Man (Ant Man movies)

* Cyborg (Teen Titans)

* Raphael (Rise Of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

* Dan Avidan (Game Grumps)

* Joe Gardner (Pixar Soul)

* Christopher Turk (Scrubs)

Rocket:

* Jubilee (X-Men The Animated Series)

* Barney (Dead End Paranormal Park)

* Howard Wolowitz (The Big Bang Theory)

* Donatello (Rise Of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

* Junkrat (Overwatch)

* Andy Dwyer (Parks And Recreation)

Po:

* Silver Surfer (Marvel comics)

* Allister (Pokemon Sword And Shield)

* Angus Delaney (Night In The Woods)

* Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

* Damien Wayne/Robin (DC animated movies)

* Puppycat (Bee And Puppycat)

Frode:

* Bruno Madrigal (Encanto)

* Garnet (Steven Universe)

* Michael Scott (The Office)

* Mr. Fischoeder (Bob's Burgers)

* Blitzo (Helluva Boss)

* Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars Original Trilogy)

Someday I'll draw these characters...

Just not today 😅

#my ocs #my original characters

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hollyharper · 2 years

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OC Design- Vailiki Wu-San Wilson (or Vailiki Al Ghul)

I’m not a fan of the purple dress, but don’t have any other idea. I was going for something sexy, like Talia’s style, but it failed

Much like Cassandra Cain, Vailiki was an attempt to breed the ‘perfect assassin’. After Rose Wilson inherited her father’s enhancements, the Al Ghul’s choose Slade to father this next project. Again, Shiva mothered the child. Ra’s took Vailiki from her mother when she was six months old, to ‘less the chance of outer influences corrupting her’. Talia trained Vailiki along with Damien. At a young age he displayed possessiveness towards the girl. This conserved Ras’, but Talia argued that Damien’s loyalty might keep her from straying. When Damien and was five, and Vailiki four and a half, they were officially betrothed to each other. From that point forward, Vailiki was treated as an Al Ghul. She wore the family colors, stood by the family, and even stayed in their special residences. The pair was inseparable. They trained tighter, sparred together, and had their first missions together. When Talia choose to send Damien to his father, Vailiki was left to fill his role as the Al Ghul heir.

#OC #oc #my oc #dc comics oc #al ghul family #ra's al ghul #talia al ghul #damien al ghul #damien wayne #Damien x oc #Damien Wayne x oc #digital art #original character #character design #my art

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ineversignedupforyourdramaclub · 4 years

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*(Y/n) in the Batcave fighting with Damien over the headset*

(Y/n): DICK!

Dick: What!?

(Y/n): No not you. I was calling Damien a dick.

Dick: Proceed.

#incorrect dc quotes #batfam #batfam oc #batbois #batfam x reader #batfamily #dick grayson #dick grayson x reader #dick grason x oc #damien wayne #damien wayne x reader #damien wayne x oc

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butterfly-skinnylegend · 3 years

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Damien: hey hey, could you get me a knife?

Jason: what did bruce said?

Damien: no

Jason: when why are you asking me?

Damien: because he's not the boss of you

Jason: *internally* this is a trap

Damien: so?

Jason: ...

Damien: ...

Jason: ...fuck it and fuck you bruce *throw a knife*

Jason: Eat the fucking rich demon

#incorrect batfamily quotes #batfam #batfam social media #batman #batboys #jason bateman #tin drake x damien wayne #tim x damien #damien wayne x batmom #damien wayne #red hood #robin x red robin #robin x nightwing #red robin #jason todd x roy #jason todd x oc #jason todd x tim drake #jason todd x reader #bruce wayne

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batgirlwayne18 · 5 years

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Jay’s Birthday!! 8/16/19

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jtoddstrangersfic-blog · 5 years

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Strangers (Jason Todd x Female OC): Chapter 4

Trigger warning: Mentions of sexual coercion, mentions of abuse, cussing

2,601 words

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Rian

Rian’s peaceful weekend seemed to end as quickly as it began. By the time Sunday night came around, she had accomplished everything she needed to the past two days; she finished reading a few books, caught up on her statistics homework, started her World Literature research paper, and she even began working on her first article for the Gotham Chronicle.

She were sitting at the kitchen table typing away at her laptop, her notebook lying open next to her on the small dining room table. Her eyes kept lingering on Jason’s phone number scribbled on the top page. Rian debated texting him the entire weekend. She was unsure what she would even write to him. It didn’t seem likely one of the attractive heirs to Bruce Wayne’s fortune would take an interest in her. Especially not someone as smart and charming as Jason Todd.

She ultimately decided against it, knowing Riley would probably find out if she did. Any number he didn’t recognize in her phone was a threat, and she couldn’t risk another outburst from him. Rian still had a bruise on her cheek and ribs from the last one, and they would never heal if she kept upsetting her boyfriend.

Rian heard the front door open and Riley slumped in, kicking off his black shoes as he entered the apartment.

“Hi babe.” She greeted him warmly as he approached the table, giving her a quick kiss on her head. “How was work?”

“Too long.” He sighed, leaning over her shoulder to see what she was writing. “But it’s all worth it coming home to you.”

Rian smiled, even though Riley’s words leave a strange knot in her stomach. They sounded hollow; forced. Rehearsed.

“I made some chili, it’s in the crockpot on the stove. Ready and waiting.” Rian closed her laptop, stepping away from the table to grab him a bowl.

“What’s this?” He asked nonchalantly. She glanced over her shoulder, her mouth feeling extra dry when she saw Riley leaning over her notebook. The notebook she carelessly left open. With Jason’s phone number scribbled on the top. “It almost looks like,” He paused, the smile falling from his face. “A phone number.” He looked up at Rian, face neutral as he gauged her reaction.

“Oh, that?” She forced herself to calm down, choosing instead to focus on the chili. “It must be Chelsea’s number. From my Lit class.” It wasn’t like Riley knew Rian’s classmates, or that she and Chelsea weren’t actually friends. Rian never talked to him about her classes. “We’re working on a project together, and she wanted me to text her if I can’t make our meeting tomorrow after class.”

“You’re going to be out late tomorrow?” Riley asked, eyes narrowing slightly.

If Rian could maintain her story through these next few minutes, she would be okay.

“Not too late. Class ends at five and we just need an hour or two to work on a presentation. I’ll be home before you need to leave to make dinner.” She brought Riley his chili, handing the steaming bowl to him as innocently as she could. “Is that okay?”

“I guess. I wish you would have asked sooner.” He sat at her now vacant seat, eyes falling to the notebook once again. “So I guess you don’t need this number anymore.” It wasn’t a question, but he still looked up at her, waiting for an answer.

“I might need it just in case…” She started, but after seeing his reaction quickly changed her answer. “But no, I don’t think I need it at this point.”

“Good.” Riley forced a smile, daring Rian to challenge him.

She watched in slight horror as he tore the entire page unevenly from her notebook, crumpling it in his hand and stuffing it into his pocket. His eyes never left her face, and she forced a smile to hide her astonishment.

“I have an early day tomorrow, so I’ll see you in the morning?” Rian recovered, walking cautiously over to RIley to give him a gentle peck on the temple. Riley wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him.

“Or you could put on that little lingerie set I bought you from Valentine’s Day last year and meet me in the bedroom in fifteen minutes.” He suggested, a half smile crossing his face as he looked up at Rian. “I had a long day and need to unwind a little. You want to help me unwind a little, don’t you baby?”

“Of course.” She forced a smile and pulled away from him toward the bedroom. He slapped her backside as she passed him, and she forced herself to keep an even pace.

Rian swallowed the sob crawling its way up her throat, fighting as hard as she could to turn her emotions off for the next hour. It was a routine she was accustomed to, and one she wished she didn’t have to endure.

Jason

It was an overcast Monday afternoon as Jason made his way across campus to the Literature building. He didn’t want to admit it to anyone, but he was slightly disappointed Rian never texted him. He had tried so hard to nonchalantly give her his number, and he couldn’t help but think he was too forceful or inserted himself where he didn’t belong. He didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable.

He was utterly entranced by Rian, especially after learning about her article on vigilantes. She didn’t excuse their lawless behavior, but also understood its necessity. He had yet to meet anyone outside of his family and vigilante friend group who understood that. He was thoroughly impressed with her, and wanted to know more about her. No, needed to know more.

And although he would never admit it, he might have watched her for a few minutes while on patrol Saturday night. She was outside on the fire escape lining his apartment building, reading a worn copy of To Kill A Mocking Bird with a few candles placed on the steps as a source of light.

And he also would never admit it, but when she left her apartment Sunday morning to run a few errands, he might have peeked in her window via the same fire escape and noticed the pile of books and fashion magazines resting on one of the bedside tables, along with a plastic coffee cup from his favorite shop. He wasn’t proud, but he probably would have climbed in the window to learn more about her if it had been unlocked (he drew the line at breaking and entering).

He sat in his usual seat, watching a little too eagerly as students dragged themselves into the classroom. Rachel smiled when her eyes met his, and he gave her a little nod. Not the girl he was looking for, but he appreciated her friendliness.

“Do anything fun?” She asked shyly, sitting in the seat to his right. “I texted you Saturday night, but I’m not sure you got it.”

Much to his dismay, he remembered reading her message, and felt like an ass for forgetting to answer her. Truth be told, he was on patrol with Dick and was bitter it wasn’t from Rian. His heart sank when he realized she wasn’t going to message him, and he had to handle all the probing questions from his older brother. And then his younger brothers, who heard Dick’s teasing over their communication system. It was a long night of dodging questions on Jason’s part.

“I was in Bludhaven for a family thing.” Jason answered quickly, giving Rachel a friendly smile. “Next time though, I’ll definitely come out next time.”

Reassured, she turned to open her bag, chatting with Chelsea on her other side.

One minute before class started, Rian finally strutted into class. She held her head high, but something was off about her. Again. Jason could sense it. He tried to meet her gaze as she sat in her usual seat, but she wouldn’t look at him.

Shit.

He studied her carefully in his peripheral vision as Dr. Cortez started his lecture. She looked put together, like normal, but also tired. Defeated. Small. She looked exhausted, and Jason had an inkling it wasn’t related to sleep.

He tried hard to ignore the yelling and noise he heard in apartment 11F from time to time, but he was also curious. Was Rian fighting with her boyfriend, or were they just passionate? He couldn’t tell, and wasn’t sure how to approach the situation. After she neglected to message him, he wasn’t sure he would ever get his answer.

He just wanted to get to know her better. To answer all these questions he had about her. If she were in a committed relationship, that was fine. He respected those boundaries, but it didn’t diminish his fascination with her. He was drawn to Rian in a strange way, and he felt like they shared a special connection or something. It was unfounded and he had no reason to believe this, but ever since he came back from the Lazarus pit, he felt a strange hollowness inside of him that he thought would never completely leave. But when he started noticing her, that hollowness felt less invasive. She made him stronger. It was probably all a placebo, but maybe it wasn’t.

Rian managed to avoid his gaze the entire class, much to Jason’s dismay. He didn’t want to force her to look at him, but he needed some kind of closure. If she wasn’t going to talk to him, he needed a confirmation.

Class finally ended, and Jason sighed as he watched her retreating figure exit the room. She was one of the first students to leave. He missed his opportunity to talk to her, but might have gotten the confirmation he was looking for. She wasn’t interested in befriending him. That was fine. He could accept that, even if it left him with a heavy, sinking feeling.

Jason spent some time with Rachel and Chelsea at a coffee shop on campus before visiting Wayne Manor. It was easier for him to actually show up on time to family dinner than wait for Bruce to summon him for an impromptu meeting about the unknown drug lords. Tim found a few new leads over the weekend, granting the Bat team more time to stop the upcoming shipment, but they were starting to run into problems again. Whoever was leading the operation was always one step ahead of them again.

“Alfred.” Jason nodded to the butler as he entered the grandiose estate, closing the large main door behind him.

“Always a pleasure, Master Todd.” Alfred stated, ushering Jason into the dining room. “I’m afraid they started without you, although I can assure you I protested on your behalf.”

“Always a real one, Alfred.” Jason chuckled.

He took the empty seat between Dick and Bruce, although he would have preferred to sit across from Tim and not Damien.

“Finally found your way here Todd?” The youngest Wayne questioned, a fork full of broccoli suspended between his plate and dainty mouth.

“Fuck off, demon spawn.” Jason muttered, ignoring the pointed look from Dick.

“One minute in and it’s already started.” Tim muttered, mostly to himself. He shook his head in disbelief at his squabbling brothers, who never managed to get along under normal circumstances like a family dinner.

“Jay-bird, we talked about manners.” Dick teased, passing his brother the bowl of Alfred’s homemade mashed potatoes. He knew they were Jason’s favorite, and probably hoarded them by his corner of the table to prevent the others from consuming them all.

“You want some too, Dickhead?” Jason answered in a sing-song voice, giving his older brother a smirk to show he was joking. Dick rolled his eyes, choosing instead to change the topic of conversation.

“So, Jason. How’re classes going?” He asked, cutting his slab of steak into bite-sized pieces.

“Fine.” Jason answered between bites of potato. “Nothing to write home about.”

“Did you get any messages from you-know-who?” Tim joined in, cutting right to the point. “Any developments?” He pushed his glasses further up his nose as he ate, eagerly awaiting Jason’s response.

“Easy, Tim-bo. You don’t want to lose your glasses in that soup.” Jason motioned to the thick gathering of gravy on Tim’s plate.

“Come on, Jay-bird. We’re just curious.” Dick commented, nudging Jason lightly with his arm. “You seemed so upset-”

“I wasn’t fucking upset, Dickhead.” Jason cut in, narrowing his eyes at Dick.

“Not that I care, but you were.” Damien muttered from across the table. “You’re terrible at masking your emotions, Todd.”

“Sorry we can’t all be as monotonous and dead-eyed as you.” Jason mocked his youngest brother, all friendliness leaving his demeanor. He didn’t come to family dinner to be chastised, he came to talk about the case.

“Sorry your latest harlot wouldn’t answer you.” Damien muttered again, his eyes snapping to Jason when he heard his fork drop.

“I bested you last time we fought, demon spawn. Don’t make me kick your ass again.” Jason challenged, pushing his chair back to stand.

Damien followed suit, rising to stand on the opposite side of the table. It would have been comical to see the tallest and shortest Wayne boys glowering at each other from different sides of the table, but this was hardly the time.

“Alright, alright. Enough.” Bruce shook his head, finally intervening. “Sit down, Jason. You too Damien. This isn’t why we invited Jason and Dick here.”

The two standing boys narrowed their eyes at each other, but listened to Bruce. He was right; this wasn’t a battle they needed to settle tonight. But Jason was sure to come back to the Manor when the drug lords were caught to teach Damien another lesson.

The rest of the night went smoothly, with no more outbursts from any of the boys. Jason followed his brothers and Bruce into the bat cave, where Tim relayed a few more leads he found to the team. There wasn’t anything substantial, but they were better than nothing.

“We think some of the dock workers are in on this.” Tim explained, his large computer screen filled with grainy security camera footage. The footage revealed a few men in security guard uniforms grouped together at the docks. “The cameras don’t collect audio, but they’re talking about something here, and they meet like this almost every night. Same time. Same men.”

Jason and Dick are the only two who haven’t studied the footage, so they lean in closer than Bruce and Damien.

“You found a pattern, Tim-bo. Nice.” Jason clapped his younger brother on the back, nodding his head in approval. “We can work with this.”

“Do we have any names? Anything that can help us track these guys?” Dick asked, his eyes flickering around the screen. “You’re sure it’s definitely the same guys?”

“I hacked into their payroll, and it’s always the same guys on the time sheets. They’re leaving a trail.” Tim confirmed, ruffling through a pile of papers on his desk. “Aha, here it is!” He holds up a packet, handing it to Dick. “These are the schedules from the last few months. It’s always the same four men; Salazar, Osbourne, Craig, and Wilson.”

Jason scans the sheet over Dick’s shoulder, confirming Tim’s statement.

“I’ve already run background checks on them, and guess what Jason.” Tim turns to Jason, a sly smirk forming across his face. “One of them lives in your building.”

“No way.” Jason squints at the names again. “None of those look familiar, my building’s pretty big. Which one is it?”

“Riley Wilson.”

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detectivemarvelingcomics · 3 years

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Not Your Classic Vigilante [Masterlist]

Alternate Dimension AU

**There will be OC Use**

Genre: Action, Light Comedy, Angst

Pairing: Batfamily x Batsis!Reader

Summary: Few people get second chances, and you were the one unlucky enough to get one in a whole new world away from your family, the Waynes. But when you return it comes as a shock, but what was more shocking was when you left, and only Damien remembered. Now you have to deal with the Wayne’s in your new universe, one not as kind as the last.

YN Pronouns: Female - She/Her

Disclaimer: This series is originally by @fandom-meanderer who is a close friend of mine, but she has since fallen out of her Tumblr days and asked me to finish a few series for her, hence why I am now in ownership of the Not Your Classic Vigilante series, I hope I can still live up to her writing as I rewrite this series! (I promise not to change too much, hehe)

[DC Masterlist]

Last Updated: 10 October 2023

Status: Incomplete

Chapters

OC Guide | {TW: Death, Language}

Chapter 1 | {TW: Major Character Death}

Chapter 2 | {TW: Language, Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions of Gore, Dismemberment, Implied Sex}

Chapter 3 | {TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Mentions of Violence, Mentions of Scars}

Chapter 4 | {TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Descriptions of Violence, Gun Use}

Chapter 5 | {TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Descriptions of Violence, Scar Mention, Mentions of Suicide/Suicidal Thoughts}

Chapter 6 | {TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Descriptions of Violence, Scar Mention, Mentions of Suicide/Suicidal Thoughts, Implied Sexual Assault, Mentions of Dismemberment}

Chapter 7 | {TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Descriptions of Violence, Scar Mention, Mentions of Suicide/Suicidal Thoughts, Implied Sexual Assault}

Chapter 8 | {TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Descriptions of Violence, Scar Mention, Mentioned Body Horror}

Chapter 9 | {TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Descriptions of Violence, Slight Body Horror, Monsters be destroying shit}

Chapter 10 | {TW: Language, Mentions of Death, Graphic Descriptions of Violence, Body Horror, Monsters be destroying shit, Lots of Gore, Fires, Major Character Injury}

Chapter 11 | {TW: Language, Light Alcohol}

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bl33dingm3mry · 2 years

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Stolen Sound || Chapter 1

Jason Todd x OC

Word Count: 1,504

Summary: A fateful night in Gotham City sends a young girl spiraling as she discovers a part of herself that could spell disaster for those around her.

CHAPTER WARNING: Violence, Abusive language, Gore

A/N: Jumping right into things with this, it’s gonna be one hell of a ride so hang on. Photo edits were done by me almost a year ago when I had no clue what I was doing.

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The night air was cold as it rushed in through the open second story window, while rain lightly pattered against the grounds down below. The weather did nothing to lighten his mood however, as Jason was still upset over the argument with Bruce. The older man always shot down his ideas, not even bothering to hear them out most days. Which was, in his opinion, bullshit. Complete utter bullshit. His adoptive father’s words echoed in his head as he paced his room, double checking that he had what he needed.

"That's not how we do things Jason. Don't stoop to their level Jason."

He zipped up the front of his red hoodie for a little extra warmth as well as his leather jacket for the safe feeling it provided, strapped on his belt, and holstered his guns just as a precaution. Even he knew a simple stroll through Gotham was never just a simple stroll. He did leave his tactical suit and locator in his room however, wanting to leave absolutely no possibility for Bruce to try and go after him and bug him about coming home. He almost left his cell phone there too but knew better than to completely cut off contact with the rest of the family, no matter how pissed off he was. Instead, he shut it off, slipped the device into his pocket and leapt out the window of Wayne Manor. Head ducked down as he crossed the back garden, using the bushes and fountains for cover. While it may have seemed like an unnecessary precaution, Jason knew Bruce well enough that the cameras would be recording and actively looking for him.

Leaving the estate had been an annoying trip, but then again, when you were trained to sneak in and out of places for a living as a child, it was like second nature. Staying unseen as he made his way towards the outskirts of Gotham City had been harder however, as getting seen by the wrong person usually meant a gunfight and a bullet for Alfred to dig out of his shoulder later, along with another argument with Bruce. Something to avoid at all costs tonight. He had done well for the first hour, but now it was a little past eleven, prime time for criminals to be out and about, and it was also when Gotham truly came alive.

Finding his way towards his usual empty buildings, he could barely see the city lights and neon signs lighting up the cloudy sky while he climbed, eventually settling down on the left building’s roof, his favorite lookout, just gazing at the life in the distance through the rain. It may have seemed stupid to the others, but to Jason it was a sight he thought he wouldn't get to see again after the incident. Ever since, he never took the small moments for granted, in fact they became some of his favorite moments. Reading a book in the library with Damien, playing a game of chess with Tim, going out for a morning run with Dick. Even sharing breakfast with Bruce. Not that he would ever admit that to the man's face.

he sat there just watching for at least an hour, his jacket slowly getting heavier as it soaked in the rain. Shaking his head, Jason shook himself from his thoughts, dropping back down into the empty alley between the two buildings grumbling about how he probably should head back before the rain got him sick and how his jacket would need a few days to thoroughly dry. He dusted the damp dirt off his pants and took a step towards the alley exit when another sound caught his attention, soft muffled screams... They didn't carry an excited tone like the ones from Gotham's sports fans but there wasn't any accompanying pleading or begging like there normally would be if it were a break in. If there was, it was hidden by the patter of rain on the stone buildings, however he knew this was different. Well for Gotham at least. Most criminals liked to make a show of their victims in some twisted competition of who was worse. Just the thought made him sick, anger bubbling in his gut as he silently made his way down the back of the alley towards the source of the sounds: a dilapidated brick building.

Most of the wood paneled roof had rotted over the years with the excessively rainy weather, and the bricks on the farthest corner were slowly crumbling away, separating from the building. Glass windowpanes were broken, some missing completely from their rusted casings. The situation didn't look promising, but he couldn't ignore the fact that someone was most likely being gutted by a psycho. Setting aside his annoyance and the cold chill settling over his shoulders, Jason carefully started to scale the building, the eroding mortar making it easier to create hand holds, but also carried the possibility that he would be sent falling to the ground in a pile of brick rubble.

The closer he got to the top of the building, the harder it was to keep quiet and the less balanced he had, as the bricks were barely held in place as it was. Cautiously peeking through the gap next to an empty window frame, Jason could see a small fire tucked under what remained of the rotting roof, a man with a serrated blade knife, and a girl who looked roughly to be 18, possibly younger. Her wrists were bound above her head to a ceiling beam with a thick rope, her knuckles and fingers stained red with blood. No doubt from trying to fight her captor and loosen the ropes. The light of the fire glinted off her tear-stained face, her cries muffled by the gag stuffed in her mouth. Draped behind her was a ratty white fur blanket, the fur closest to her hands matted and stained dark red. Based on her condition she'd most likely been here for at least a day, maybe a few.

She was dressed up in a white wedding gown, the long sleeves torn by the shoulders and at the ends, one completely torn off, laying on the ground by her feet. The layers of the skirt were ripped on the left side and draped down onto the floor a few edges dark with dried blood from the gash on her thigh. Based on her appearance alone, she wasn't going to make it another few days if she didn't get medical attention soon, however he doubted she'd make it through the night with the psycho in front of her brandishing his blade.

"You ruined everything. You ruined your dress, you ruined the photos, just like you ruined our wedding. You ran off to the cops so you could be a whore without getting any punishment from me. Well you can't run away now, can you? No one left to save you."

She let out a muffled, panicked whimper against the musty gag as she wriggled her already bruised wrists against the rope bindings, a last ditch to get free. Terror took over her face as the man stepped ever closer, knife in hand repeating the words "You ruined us, so I will ruin you." like it was some biblical scripture. Her gaze flickered around the room, then back and forth between the man in front of her and to Jason, who was currently creeping to her rescue through the empty window.

Jason lightly shook his head at the girl as if to say 'I'm not here', pulling his focus on taking light, quiet footsteps as to not alert the attacker. All it would take was a swift crack to the back of the head with the butt of his gun, and the man would be down for the count. But since when has anything ever gone according to plan? Just as he got close enough, the man whipped around, smacking Jason across the face before shoving him to the ground, enough to disorient him for a few seconds. The man used those few moments to cut the girl's binds and drag her towards the exit of the room, picking up the gun that had clattered to the floor.

The poufy wedding gown and the gash in the girl's left thigh made movement hard and only served to slow the psycho down. Weighing his options, he shoved the girl to the floor and pointed the gun at Jason, grinning as he pulled the trigger. When nothing happened, he tossed the gun and lunged at Jason, the two devolving into a mess of fists, punches and grunts, slamming across walls, stumbling over rubble, and eventual rolling across the floor, the serrated knife plunging into Jason's shoulder while the gun slid across the floor.

"You dumbass. Shouldn't have tried playing the hero in something when it's none of your business. You kind of remind me of Batman. Sticking your nose where it doesn't belo-"

BANG.

#jason x reader #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #red hood #batman #jason todd #alfred pennyworth #bruce wayne #dick grayson #tim drake #damien wayne #angst #graphic #violence

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berjhawn · 3 years

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Day & Night - Intro

Bruce Wayne / Batman X Reader (Lady Light) x DC

Warnings: Pushy guys, attempted abduction, men not taking no for an answer, past trauma, lies, ETC

Summary: (name) or Lady Light as she used to be called ran away from her duties (amongst other things) and disappeared to Gotham where she unknowingly meets Batman’s normal counterpart Bruce Wayne. Things happen and Chaos ensues, when it comes down to it will Bruce be able to break down these walls (Name) has built for herself and will he be able to deal with the truth of things.

(A/N) so this is a little Batman and reader i’ve been working on, it started out as one thing and ended up as something else. it’s already finished so when i’ll have a schedule for the updates. i really hope you guys like it. i’m trying some new things to try to get my mojo back. um... yeah bruce might be a little out of character but i wanted to try sonething out and well we’ll see how it goes. please do not hesitate to tell me what you think. for this story reader will have the ability to chage things about herself so there is no set hair color or eye color. Also yes Lady Light is my OC she is one of a kind so please don’t use her in any other stories.

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Why had this day turned into shit? I woke up this morning in a good mood. My hair and makeup looked amazing. I made it to work early. I had a decent night of tips. I even met a couple of hot guys who were not total douchebags. Overall, it had been a pretty good day. So why then, on my way home did I have to run into these assholes?

“Hey there baby, looking good.” I hear a male voice say from behind me and I roll my eyes.

Just ignore them.

“What’s the matter sweetheart, you think you’re too good for us?” Another male voice asks, and I clench my fist so tightly that my fingers were turning white.

Keep walking. Do not hurt them.

I keep my thoughts on repeat as I continue down the street until a man twice my size and built like a brick house steps into my path. His brown eyes looking me up and down hungrily. My stomach churned.

“Wanna join us for a little party?” He asks and I narrow my eyes at him.

“No.” I answer my words filled with finality.

“Come on, you don’t mean that.” He adds as he reaches out to touch me.

I instantly step back out of his reach causing his hand to miss my shoulder and fall to his side.

“I do mean it. Now, move while I’m still asking nicely.” I demand making him chuckle at me.

“Or what sweet cheeks? What are you going to do?” He questions moving towards me again and I suddenly realize the guys from before are still there as they stop me from moving back any further.

I feel a hand touch my waist and I instantly slap it away.

“Do not touch me.” I state anger filling my words.

“Come on, just play around with us. You’ll enjoy it.” The man from behind me says and I roll my eyes.

“I seriously doubt that.” I retort making his friends laugh at him.

“Let’s go baby,” The big man says reaching out and grabbing my arms holding it dangerously tight.

“You have three seconds to get your hand off of me.” I warn my jaw clenching.

“Or what? What are you gonna do?” He challenges as he jerks me into his chest.

Fuck this shit.

Using just a hint of my super strength I grab the wrist of the hand that was holding my arm and giving it a quick squeeze make him fall to his knees. A cry of pain leaves his lips making his friends come to his rescue. I feel them move behind me and I smirk as I twist just right to send the big dude flying into them. Wiping my hands against each other, I place them on my hips and cock an eyebrow at my attackers.

“I’m going to give you one more chance. Apologize, and then be on your way.”

“Why would I apologize to some freak?!” The big guy yells and I narrow my eyes.

“Cause if you don’t,” I walk closer to them my eyes slowly starting to glow as brightly as the sun. Fear fills their eyes and I do not even need to finish my sentence. My eyes speak for themselves.

“I’m sorry,” Big guy instantly yells out as he tries to scramble to his feet. His buddies following suit.

“I’m sorry, what?” I add folding my arms over my chest.

“I’m sorry, ma’am.” They all yell out and I smile.

“Good, now remember, treat ladies with the respect they deserve, or I’ll find you.” I warn and their faces pale. “Bye-bye.” With a quick wave of my hand, they jump to their feet and race away.

Taking a deep breath, I look to the sky and seeing the moon glowing brightly let out a heavy sigh. I knew Gotham was a dangerous city, but after everything that had happened in Metropolis, I had needed a break. A break from being a hero and fighting crime. Plus, a break from him. My heart winces at the memory and I shake my head.

I force the memory from my head and continue back on my way home. Maybe a tub of ice cream and some take-out would raise my spirits.

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Bruce stood on the roof of a building catty-corner to the alley where the event had taken place. He had watched the altercation with curious eyes. He had met her earlier that day when a Dick had wanted to meet with him at a little restaurant nearby. At first Bruce had been surprised about the location of their meeting but seeing his oldest smile brightly at the beautiful waitress cleared up any questions he had previously had.

Flashback

Bruce walked through the restaurant door and gave the room a once over before his eyes landed on his oldest son’s figure. The boy was smiling brightly as he talked with a (H/C) waitress who had her back towards Bruce. Dick’s eyes glance past her and landing on Bruce give him a quick wave. Bruce unbuttons the buttons on his suit as he closes the distance between them. Reaching the seat, he swiftly slides into the booth seat across from Dick.

“Hey Bruce, glad you could make it.” Dick starts making Bruce nod. “Bruce, this is (Name).”

“Hello.” Bruce says his eyes glancing up to look at her politely but as they move back to look at Dick, he had to do a double take his eyes landing on the beautiful waitress in front of him.

“Hi.” (Name) replies softly a smile filling her lips.

Their eyes meet and Bruce swears that she was like the sun. Her bright smile and shining (E/C) eyes made his heart race in his chest.

“Nice to meet you.” Bruce adds a smirk on his lips.

“Nice to meet you too.” She replies shyly. “What can I get you to eat?”

“I’ll just take a coffee.” Bruce replies quickly and she nods.

“And you’ll have the deluxe?” She adds as she turns back to Dick.

“Yes ma’am.” He replies a smirk filling his lips as he tries to flirt with her.

“Coming right up. I’ll be right back.” She replies smiling at them both before she turns and walks away.

Bruce can’t help but stare after her as she walks away. His eyes unconsciously look her up and down examining every inch of her. From her hair down to her feet which were uncharacteristically in a pair of dark blue high heels. Normal waitresses would not be caught dead in high heels and he would know. He had dated enough of them. The sound of Dick clearing his throat brought Bruce back from his staring.

“I know she’s pretty Bruce, but we have to talk.” Dick jokes making Bruce glare at him.

“What did you need?” Bruce asks as he leans back in his seat.

“Nothing, just wanted to have lunch.” Dick replies making Bruce cock an eyebrow at him.

“Right.” Bruce says leaning forward to rest his arms on the table.

“And I might have wanted to talk to you about Damian.”

“What did he do this time?”

“Knocked over a meth lab over in Bludhaven. Almost got some innocent people killed.”

“I’ll talk with him.” Bruce concludes his eyes catching sight of (Name) as she makes her way back over with his coffee and Dick’s drink.

As she sets the mug of coffee down in front of him, she gives him a sweet smile. Bruce offers a polite smile in return as he reaches out to pull the coffee closer to him.

“Thank you (Name).” Bruce says and her smile brightens.

“You’re very welcome.” She replies a tinge of rouge filling her cheeks.

Bruce had to admit he was having some unsavory thoughts about her at this moment and it was driving him crazy. He usually didn’t feel this way about a woman this fast. He wanted to touch her, but he held back.

“(Name) how long have to you worked here?” Dick asks pulling her attention.

“Only a month or so. I just moved here from Metropolis.” She says and he looks through his eyelashes at her to see that she was surprised at what she had said.

“Metropolis, huh, why would you want to move here?” Dick asks and Bruce must fight the urge to kick his son under the table.

“Well,” She pauses for a moment her eyes turning sad and it made Bruce furious. “I wanted a fresh start, I figured why not Gotham.” She answers honestly making Dick and Bruce eye each other in surprise. People didn’t usually move to Gotham for a fresh start. In fact, they ran from Gotham. “Sorry, but I have to go, if you need anything please don’t hesitate to ask.” She says as she quickly moves away from the table.

“Isn’t she pretty?” Dick asks as they both stare off after her.

Pretty doesn’t cover it.

“I need to go.” Bruce says as he finishes his coffee off. “I’ll talk to Damien.”

“Thanks Bruce, tell Alfred I’ll be late tonight. I have a mission with Babs.” Dick adds and Bruce nods.

Standing up he makes his way toward the door when he almost runs into her. She hadn’t been paying attention to where she was walking and almost ran smack dab into him.

“Shit, I’m sorry. I should have been paying attention.” She says quickly as she chastises herself.

“It’s fine (name).” He says and she relaxes. “Thank you for the coffee.”

“You’re welcome.” She replies offering him a soft smile. She goes to walk past him when he stops her.

“This might seem forward of me, if it is, I apologize; but if you’d like I can show you around Gotham sometime.” Bruce hears himself ask and even he is surprised. Had he really asked her that?

“Um,” She starts her body radiating how uncomfortable she was.

“I’m sorry, forget I asked.” He quickly adds as he goes to walk past her.

“I’m sorry, wait.” She calls as she gently reaches out to grab his arm. “I’m a little uncomfortable, I won’t lie.” She pauses giving him a chance to turn back to face her. “But I didn’t say no.” She adds and he lets out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding.

“Oh?” He says and instantly wishes he could smack himself.

“Yeah, um, I’m off tomorrow if that works for you.”

Fuck, he had an important Justice League meeting tomorrow.

“Tomorrow works.” He answers making a mental note to push the meeting to later.

“Cool, um I’ll meet you in Robinson Park about noonish then?” She asks and he nods.

“Works for me.”

“Okay, I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then Bruce.” She says a bright smile on her lips.

God she was gorgeous.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” He says flashing her a smile before she rushes off back to work.

End of Flashback

Bruce did not know what to think about what he had just witnessed. Who was she really? The fact that his interest in her wasn’t swayed by the sudden discovery surprised him. Against his better judgement he follows her and when it’s quiet enough he makes his presence known to her.

“Pretty interesting display, you showed back there.” He says making her stop in her footsteps. He watches as she turns towards him with a worried look on her face.

“Are you here to lecture me?” She asks worry turning into anger.

“No, I thought you standing up for yourself was admirable.” He answers honestly and she softens. “What are you doing here in Gotham?”

“Look Bats, I came here to get away from Metropolis, funny I know, considering its right across the bay, but this was the only place I could think of.”

“Who are you really? I’ve seen your eyes before.” Bruce says as he remembers the bright glow of them.

“Can we talk about this inside?” She asks pointing to her apartment building. “Rather not air my dirty laundry out here if you don’t mind. I won’t run, I have no reason too.”

Against Bruce’s better judgement he nods.

“Cool, I’ll open the window when I get there.” She replies as she turns from him and heads into her building.

Bruce moves to the roof as he waits patiently for her to open her window. His mind starts to run wild with thoughts about who she could be. She wasn’t a villain, that was certain. She just did not have that air about her. He had been wrong before though. A few of his exes could attest to that. The window opens and he stealthily makes his way into it.

Will Continue on the 22nd of January.

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thetimelordbatgirl · 3 years

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DC OCs Masterpost

New Titans Verse:

The New Titans: Summary of Series: TBA.

Name: Sparrow/Primrose ‘Prim’ Davis. Side: Good. Love Interest: Jadestar/Tessond’r. Voiceclaim: Hailee Steinfeld.

Name: Jadestar/Tessond’r. Side: Good. Love Interest: Sparrow/Primrose ‘Prim’ Davis. Voiceclaim: Christina Valenzuela.

Name: Dark Omen/Coraline Cameron. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: Sofia Wylie.

Name: Tidebreaker/Rickey Dalton. Side: Good. Love Interest: Night Bolt/Esmeralda Tindol. Voiceclaim: Seth Green.

Name: Seaspray/Mickey Dalton. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: Brandon Mychal Smith.

Name: Timber/Silas Alexander. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: Mark Hamill.

Name: Bloodwing/Tobias Cameron. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: Josh Keaton.

Name: Razor/Varick Joseph. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: Booboo Stewart.

Name: Firehunter/Iando’r. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: Sean Astin.

Name: Karma/Serenity Carrier. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Green Lantern/Danielle ‘Dani’ Archer. Side: Good. Love Interest: Hawkwing/Ketor Vael. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Kaisa/Aurora Raymond. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Jumpbug/Carlos Hernandez. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Wasp/Christian Mennings. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Hawkwing/Ketor Vael. Side: Good. Love Interest: Green Lantern/Danielle ‘Dani’ Archer. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Silver Hornet/Baxter Harkmen. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Seeloh. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Keres/Natalie Lewis. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Mind Bender/Hailey Baker. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Hawkmoth. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: BA.

Name: Lazeph. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Samara. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Night Bolt/Esmeralda Tindol. Side: Neutral. Love Interest: Tidebreaker/Rickey Dalton. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Ember Girl/Hestia Sonnet. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Frost Boy/Aspen Sonnet. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Vine Master/Wilfred Romer. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Dark Shade/Terrence Vixen. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Falling Inside The Black: Summary of Series: TBA.

Name: Black Hood/Andrea Kyle. Side: Neutral. Love Interest: Balthazar/Eric Larson. Voiceclaim: Selina Gomez.

Name: Balthazar/Eric Larson. Side: Neutral. Love Interest: Black Hood/Andrea Kyle. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Storm Girl/Connie Heck. Side: Neutral. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Trick Girl/June Driver. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Purple Obsidian/Dorothy ‘Dot’ Dixon. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Malestorm/Percy Heck. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

The New Outlaws: Summary of Series: TBA.

Name: Cybershot/Violet Davenport. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Fantasia/Cameron Parsons. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Rosethorn/Julia ‘Julie’ Heyde. Side: Good. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Warped/Karl Findley. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Magnum/Jared Newton. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Darkstar. Side: Evil. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Stories in their own universes:

Heroes of Gotham Academy (Next Gen): Summary of Series: TBA.

Name: Robin/Dalia Wayne. Parent(s): Damien Wayne and Mia/Maps Mizoguchi. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Martin Wayne. Parent(s): Damien Wayne and Mia/Maps Mizoguchi. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Purple Starling/Kale Grayson. Parent(s): Dick Grayson and Starfire. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Oscar Mizoguchi. Parent(s): Olive Silverlock and Kyle Mizoguchi. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Supergirl/Joy Kent. Parent(s): Jon Kent. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Dark Aura/Freddy Ray. Parent(s): Pomeline Fritch and Heathcliff Ray. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Mind Girl/Willow Quinn-Isley. Parent(s): Harley Quinn and Pamela Isley (adopted). Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Gavin Rivera. Parent(s): Colton Rivera. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Patrick Karlo. Parent(s): Katherine Karlo (Adopted). Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Erin Jorgenson. Parent(s): Eric Jorgenson. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Victoria Grey. Parent(s): Tristen Grey. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Next Justice League: Heroes of Tomorrow (DC version of Next Avengers: Heroes of Tomorrow): Summary of first book: Whenever the forces of evil have threatened mankind, Earth's First Line of Defense, The Justice League, were there to stop them- until they made the ultimate sacrifice in their final fight with the New God, Steppenwolf. Now the time has come for the children of the Justice League to rise as the new heroes of tomorrow and to avenge their parents' deaths. Holly (daughter of Batman and Catwoman), Damen (son of Wonder Woman), Lara (daughter of Superman), Nora (daughter of the Flash) and the arrow-slinging daughter of Green Arrow and Black Canary along with the will powered daughter of Green Lantern have to come together along with any help they get to finish Steppenwolf off as the next Justice League! Quotev Link

Summary of second book: In wake of the defeat of the New God, Steppenwolf, the world is slowly being freed from the control of Parademons, as the new Justice League are slowly working on returning the world back to normal. But, just as they think they on the route to a better world, another New God named Darkseid, arrives and plans to take over, with the new Justice League being at the top of his enemies list. Having to face a new enemy, the new Justice League, with the help of new allies, find themselves facing the ultimate test as the new Justice League. Quotev Link

Name: Holly Wayne. Parent(s): Batman and Catwoman. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Damen. Parent(s): Wonder Women. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Lara Kent. Parent(s): Superman and Lois Lane. Voicclaim: TBA.

Name: Nora Allen. Parent(s): Flash and Iris West. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Green Arrow II/Layla Queen. Parent(s): Green Arrow and Black Canary. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Name: Green Lantern/Nova Jordan. Parent(s): Green Lantern and Carol Ferris. Voiceclaim: TBA.

Young Justice: Legacy: Summary of Series: Its the year 2036, and by then, the YJ team that had once been founded by so called sidekicks had become fledged heroes, some in the Justice League, some still solo, and some having retired already- and all in their own way have their families. When a new Lantern ring flies to Earth and attracts the attention of Cadmus and even the Light though, new Heroes must step up to the call, and continue the legacy of their parents/mentors....even it means dealing with enemies of the past, and new.... Quotev Link NOTE: WAS WRITTEN BEFORE S3 AND THEREFORE, ANYTHING S3 IS NOT IN IT.

*Nightingale/Phoebe Grayson- child of Nightwing and Zatanna. *Aura/Justin Grayson- eldest child of Nightwing and Zatanna. *Fate/George Grayson- child of Nightwing and Zatanna. *Kid Flash III/Hope West- twin child of Wally and Artemis. *Impulse II/Faith West- twin child of Wally and Artemis. *Kid Martian/Brandon Kent- eldest child of Miss Martian and Superboy. *Supergirl/Eleanor Kent- middle child of Miss Martian and Superboy. *Speedy II/Arya Harper- middle child of Will and Jade Harper. *Aqualad/Horatio- adopted child of Kaldur’ahm. *Aquagirl/Phillida- child of Kaldur’ahm. *Hornet/Anthony Duncan- eldest child of Mal and Bumblebee. *Yellow Wasp II/Carlos Duncan- child of Mal and Bumblebee. *Kid Lantern/Ryleigh Croft- Green Lantern in training.

*Red Hood/Lian Harper- eldest child of Will and Jade- take on canon character. *Orange Lantern/Dominic Croft- Orange Lantern currently. *Edward Grayson- adopted child of Nightwing and Zatanna. *Serenity Kent- youngest child of Miss Martian and Superboy. *Sawyer Harper- youngest child of Will and Jade. *Cooper West- child of Wally and Artemis. *Luna West- youngest child of Wally and Artemis. *Harrison Duncan- child of Mal and Bumblebee. *Genesis Duncan- youngest child of Mal and Bumblebee.

The New Adventures of Batman Beyond: Summary: TBA.