#gotham underground

[arabriddler]

Oh Gotham underground Riddlebird we’re really in it now

#Gotham underground #Riddlebird #Comics

[duranduratulsa]

Comic Book 📖 of the day: Gotham Underground #1 (2007) by DC Comics #comicbooks #comics #gothamunderground #batman #thedarkknight #detectivecomics #DC #dccomics #2000s

#commercial #comic books #Gotham Underground #batman #the dark knight #dc #dc comics #detective comics #2000s #Spotify

[zahri-melitor]

Doubled back AGAIN as I apparently missed Gotham Underground.

This is another one of those Gotham miniseries where everyone gets to drop by for a bit and you get to see who’s counting as a peripheral Gotham/Bat acquaintance at present.

Case in point: look at this team up! More Cass and Helena together, PLUS… Tim and Ted Grant!

(I adore when they just stick Tim with whoever is the most peripheral extra who’s involved - it’s the team-up Robin to the fore once again)

Anyway, reading this through, it’s useful lead in for Last Rites in particular.

#z canon read throughs #gotham underground

[tomoleary]

Jim Calafiore and Jack Purcell - Gotham Underground #1 Page 1 Man-Bat Splash Page Original Art (DC, 2007) Source

#jim calafiore #Jack Purcell #Gotham Underground #man bat #original art

[mid-nightowl]

gotham underground

summary:

Following the chaotic aftermath of War Games and the death of Black Mask, Gotham’s gangs are running wild in the streets, each one aiming to fill the power vacuum left by Mask’s death. With power changing hands every night, Red Hood sets out to protect her side of town and take out the competition as crime boss of the Alley and double-agent for Batman.

But when Tobias Whale, Metropolis gangster and leader of the 100s, stakes a claim in Gotham City, Jaye Todd finds herself tangled in a complex web of underground politics as she comes to blows with Whale, Penguin, and the Bats themselves, in an attempt to stop another gang war.

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Major Tags: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Bruce Wayne, Female Jason Todd, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Identity Reveal

I originally wrote this for FemJay Week 2022 Day 4: Magic/Meta Jay | BAMF Jay | Secret ID Shenanigans

But, obviously it kind of got away from me (this was supposed to be a one-shot and it turned into 30k help), I'm like a year late (lmao), and here we are 😬

#unholy screeching and too much caffeine #female jason todd #gotham underground #i basically took the premise of batman: gotham underground (2007) and added fem!jason chaos violence and an actual functioning plot #or rather i actually detailed and plotted the gang ecosystem in a way that made sense (to me!) #also featuring jason's childhood friends dana numbers and (potentially) lonnie #no pairings just pure dysfunctional family vibes #i really ended up focusing on the underground and couldn't really fit a romance side plot in :( but also yay bc i love gang politics #there's two chapters up currently #fingers crossed the next chapter will be up by next week #writing

[lylebolton]

You can see Lock-Up when you put together the covers of issue 8&9 of Gotham Underground! I love that he’s just (≖_≖)

#Lyle Bolton #Oswald Cobblepot #penguin #stephanie brown #LockUp #Gotham Underground #comics

[riddlebirdweek]

Day 17 of Riddlebird Advent and an injured Ed from Gotham Underground

#edward nygma #the riddler #riddlebirdweek #riddlebird advent #gotham underground

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Favorite Scarecrow Panels #421

Gotham Underground #3

#Jonathan Crane #Scarecrow #The Scarecrow #Gotham Underground #My (digital) Scans #DC Comics #DC Scarecrow #Batman Scarecrow

[nerdpoe]

Clockwork sent Danny back in time, a few hundred years. Then he told him to take a nap.

He swore that the ritual chamber he'd transported Danny to was isolated, and that Danny wouldn't age.

But good goddamn, Danny needed some sleep. The kid is a baby ghost, and they're supposed to spend years forming.

With how powerful Danny is?

He's going to seriously stunt his growth if he doesn't go the fuck to sleep.

Dani can just sleep whenever she wants at Clockwork's place, but Danny can't take the rest he needs or he'll skip his entire mortal life. So; the timeless chamber for sleep.

And Danny...Danny's fucking tired.

Sleep sounds fantastic. He'll wake up in a few hundred years and feel refreshed.

Sounds great.

The chamber siphons ectoplasm from the surrounding areas, feeding his ghost half, which keeps his human half alive and fine.

It also radiates Realms energy, which can make any human who gets too close for too long a little insane.

Gotham is built on top of that chamber.

That chamber powers every single curse in Gotham.

Clockwork didn't tell Danny this, of course; but Danny's length of necessary sleep depended on how much Ecto his developing core got it's hands on, and normally it would have only been a one hundred year nap.

The curses siphoning off of it made it three hundred or so.

So when Danny finally wakes up, and the protections drop, he lets out a biiiiig stretch, yawns-and goes home. He feels rested! Awake! He finally got some fucking sleep!

Meanwhile, every single curse in Gotham breaks, all at once.

At the same time, the excess Ecto that the citizens of Gotham had been having leeched off of them? Suddenly it's staying with them, and their Liminality breaks through overnight.

It's chaos.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #phanfic #story prompt #i like to think reflective eyes and fangs and claws are base liminal traits #maybe some powers if ur exposed enough #there's quite a few people who have been underground for long periods of time in Gotham #one of them is the entire Batfam

[luxaofhesperides]

Human/Mer AU + Bioluminescent Siren Duke ; requested by @justwannabecat!

The human hadn’t been in his territory recently. 

He wasn’t attached or anything, but Duke had started to look forward to seeing him around. It was equal parts exciting and terrifying to be under the curious, watchful eyes of a human who could so easily be dragged down into the depths. 

He knows he shouldn’t be doing this. He shouldn’t be indulging this human’s curiosity, trying to lure him closer time after time. Holding the attention of any human is dangerous; Duke’s heard the stories plenty of time. He’s seen the damage humans can do even more. 

There’s just something different about this human, who never dives too deep, who smiles at him and leaves little gifts in the tide pools tucked away from the rest of the beach, hidden from sight. Or rather, usually hidden from sight, since this human is the only one to go there. 

It’s foolish, but Duke actually misses his human. 

It’s not the first time he’d been gone for long stretches of time, but something feels off. There’s worry curling up at the base of his throat, making him swim to the surface more frequently. Steph had given him a look when she caught him, but didn’t say a word. She shouldn’t, really, when she’s been sneaking up to the surface for her own human friend, some small, dangerous human with dark hair and hands that speak more than a voice.

He’d seen her, just once, when he had gone up to splash water and his human then swim away.

Somehow, things felt easier back then. Like the horrors of the world couldn’t reach them among those tide pools. 

It’s reached them now.

Duke’s not expecting to see his human when he swims up to the surface. He’s expecting another quiet night, an empty beach, a dark sky with only the moon casting its lonely light down onto him. 

But when he swims up, his eyes go to a figure on the beach instantly. 

Even from this distance, Duke knows: that’s his human.

He doesn’t think before he’s swimming over, pushing himself faster than he’s ever gone before. It’s low tide, so he can’t get as close as he wants and can’t reach most of the tide pools at all, but it gets him close enough. Human and merfolk vocal chords are different; he can speak in water, but can’t make more than a few hums in air, and humans can’t really do anything in water at all. 

His human is sitting with his knees tucked into his chest on the beach. He’s hiding in his clothes, a hood pulled over his head, but he looks up when Duke drags himself onto the sand. 

Duke can see bruises. Dried blood. A stray tear slipping out of his eyes. 

He wants to ask what’s happened? But all that comes out is a low crooning noise. 

His human laughs, a quiet, bitter noise that makes Duke’s chest tighten uncomfortably. “Hey,” he rasps in a low voice. “Been a while, hasn’t it? I hope you’ve had a better time than I did.”

Duke can’t reach his human. The distance between them isn’t great, but it’s too much. He’s already partially out of the water, hands sinking into the wet sand just out of reach of the waves, and he can’t get any farther out. He reaches a hand out, silently pleading for his human to come closer.

The move makes his human soften, some of the hard edge of tension in his body melt away. He gets up and walks into the water, then sits down next to Duke, taking his hand. 

“I missed you,” he whispers. 

If they were underwater, Duke would be able to say I missed you too. Don’t ever go away so long again. But his human is in no shape to go underwater right now, so Duke presses his hand against his lips and hums lightly. 

They sit in silence for a moment, and Duke realizes that he’s never been this close to any human before. It doesn’t feel dangerous. It feels like relief, to finally have his human in his reach, safe from the rest of the world. 

He gives him human another moment, then reaches out and carefully pushes his hood back. His human allows it, blinking at him slowly. Without the shadow of the hood, Duke can clearly see the bruise coloring his cheekbone and the cuts going down his temple to his jaw. His split lip is still red with blood, and what little of his throat isn’t hidden by his clothes reveals more bruises wrapped around the delicate column of his neck. 

Duke ghosts his fingers over each of these injuries, hating how easily humans hurt each other. His human leans into the touch despite how it must hurt, something devastating in his expression. 

Who hurt you comes out as a questioning trill. Somehow, it gets the point across.

“It’s alright,” his human says. “Really. I’m not even that hurt. It’s just been a long few months. We never talk much, so you wouldn’t know this, but I have to fight a lot of people. Perils of being a hero, you know?”

Duke knows about heroes. More specifically, he knows about mer heroes. He’s considered being one himself, but the currents shifted and he ended up more a loner, banding with the other rejects of the city to live in the fringes and help only those who wander out too far from the marginally safer waters within. 

He hasn’t heard of any human heroes, but then again, he doesn’t know much about humans at all. Nothing beyond the stories all parents tell their children to scare them away from the surface, or the horror stories kids tell each other in the middle of the night when they want to scare each other.

He hums again to let his human know he’s listening. His human has such a nice voice. Why haven’t they done this before? 

It’s always been a push and pull between them, carefully keeping their distance but always circling back to each other. Duke would let his human swim with him, and his human would let Duke sit safely on the other side of a tide pool, tossing sea shells back and forth between each other.

They don’t even know each other’s names. 

He wishes, just for a moment, that he could go back in time and do things better. But he’s happy here with his human and he doesn’t want to lose this either.

He’ll just have to make the best of what he has. It’s how he’s always lived after his parents disappeared.

“This really isn’t that bad,” his human says, “I’ve taken worse hits before. It’s just that I couldn’t transform before the attack started, so now my human form is bruised too.”

…Human form? The more Duke hears, the more questions he has. 

Duke hums at a lower octave, placing a hand over his human’s chest. 

His human laughs lightly. “Yeah, I guess we’ve never really talked much about ourselves, did we? I’m human, don’t worry, just not all the time. I… actually, I died a few years ago. But I came back partially. So I’m also half dead still and I can transform into a ghost to fight threats. I’m a hero called Phantom. Actually, Danny Phantom since I was stupid enough to just give out my first name when I started out. In my defense, my brain was still a little fried.”

There is so much he wants to say to that. He tries, and makes a series of low hums and clicks in the back of his throat, staring at Danny (he finally got his human’s name!) incredulously.

“I promise I’m fine,” Danny continues. “It was just a bit rough. As soon as I get some time to recover, I’ll be good as new! And I really did miss you, you know. Didn’t even go home first, just come straight here.”

That’s honestly really sweet. Duke hums again, a lighter pitch, and takes hold of Danny’s wrist and tugs him towards deeper waters. 

“What? You want me to go in?”

Duke nods, already shuffling his way back out of the sand. 

He expects to look awkward during the process. What he most definitely doesn’t expect is for Danny to easily pick him up and walk them both into the ocean.

Listen. Duke is not a small mer. He’s big. He’s got a long, heavy tail and wide fins going down his back, his forearms, and the sides of his tail. It’s a struggle for him to fit into seaweed nests with his friends during the colder seasons, often left to balance on the edge with his tail hanging out. His friends struggle to pull him through the water with his weight. His parents weren’t able to hold him much after he started growing.

None of this matters to Danny, who acts as if Duke weights nothing at all. 

To his great embarrassment, his fins flare in appreciation for Danny’s strength. He was not expecting a human to be so strong, but Duke’s not about to lie to himself and say it’s not attractive. 

He trills to Danny, who laughs again, then falls into the water, taking them both under. 

Duke doesn’t hesitate. He grabs hold of Danny and swims them further out. He stays close to the surface so Danny can rise for air as needed, but he makes no move to leave Duke’s side even after a few minutes.

He glances back, concerned, when he sees that Danny is watching him with dark eyes, not breathing at all despite being conscious.

Danny holds up a finger and closes his eyes. Two rings of light appear around his waist, then split apart and pass over his body. Instantly, Danny’s body becomes lighter, as if Duke’s hand is grasping at a current on the seabed. His hair turns white and his eyes glow from how bright of a green they are, but there’s something inhuman about his features now, something that makes him look different beyond just physical features. 

Well. Danny did say he could transform.

Now that they’re underwater, Duke can finally speak. The first thing he asks is, “What was that?”

Danny grins at him. “That,” he says, speaking with ease as if he’s not underwater at all, “was my transformation. And this is my ghost form. Quite the look, isn’t it?”

“You can talk down here?! Also, hi, my name’s Duke. Since I never introduced myself.”

“Ghosts can do a lot of things,” Danny answers with a cheeky grin. “It’s nice to finally know your name. I’ve been calling you glowfish in my head this whole time.”

“Glowfish?”

“Yeah. Because you, you know,” Danny gestures vaguely at him, “Glow.”

Duke glances down at his back fins, which are indeed glowing. They flare a bit from embarrassment, which just makes the dots of light lining the fins more visible. He doesn’t glow a lot, keeping a tight hold of that ability, but sometimes it comes out anyways when he’s feeling especially happy.

And apparently, he’s always very happy around Danny. 

It’s a good thing Danny doesn’t know what that means, because if anyone of his friends found out, they’d laugh at how obvious he’s being. Drawbacks of being somewhat bioluminescent: anyone familiar with mers who have this feature know exactly what the glow means. 

“Right,” he says just a beat too late. “Well, now that we know each other’s names, can you tell me how you really feel? Those injuries didn’t look too good.”

“It’s fine, really! I take harder hits all the time.”

“That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.”

Danny doesn’t answer for a long moment, then sighs. “Yeah. It still hurts.”

“Stay with me for tonight,” he says. “You’ll be safe. You can rest and heal and I’ll keep you safe from anything that comes looking for you.”

“You don’t have to—”

“I want to.”

Danny doesn’t put up much of a fight. He must be exhausted. “Yeah, alright. Take me away, Duke. You know, this is like those stories about sirens luring sailors down into the depths.”

“Well, I am a siren.”

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah. I take after my mom. She’s the one who taught me how to sing.”

“I guess it’s a good thing we’re friends so I don’t have to worry about being dragged down to my watery death.”

Duke snorts. “Good thing you’re already a ghost then. Not much I can do to you down here.”

He swims down, heading towards a small cavern in a sea rock that he’s claimed as his own, leading Danny into it. The light from his fins illuminates the entrance and the rocks within, a narrow passage that goes in for a few meters before opening up into a larger space full of carefully tended to seaweed and starfish decorating the walls. 

There’s a nook tucked away in the back wall where he’s set up a seaweed bed, the plant braided together into something more solid. It’s big enough to fit his tail, which means it’s big enough for him and Danny. 

“Here,” he says, helping Danny down. “Get some sleep. Then you can tell me about what happened in the morning and we’ll take it from there.”

“I’m glad you’re here Duke,” Danny whispers, curling up on his side.  He holds Duke’s hand, twining their fingers together, and it’s as nice as it is strange to feel how cold Danny is in this form when he was so warm as a human. 

“I’ll always be here for you. You just need to come back to me.”

Danny hums, but doesn’t answer. It’s alright; Duke’s used to his loved ones leaving. He knows he can’t make them stay. All he can do is hope they return one day.

It’s been a long time since he’s had anyone in his home. There’s a communal cave where his friends stay that he visits when he gets lonely, but this place used to be for his family. Now it’s just him.

Him and Danny. 

The last time there was song in these walls, his mother was still around, singing him lullabies. 

Looking down at Danny, curled up and so strangely fragile looking, Duke feels the song build up in his chest. It slips out in low, soft notes, an old melody passed down through generations of their family. 

He sings Danny to sleep.

He sings and sings and sings until all his nightmares are soothed and dawn is almost upon them. 

It’s all he can do, so Duke sings and hopes it’s enough to keep Danny close to him for just a little longer.

#ghostlights #dc x dp #dp x dc #dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp fic #prompt fill #my writing #once again hit by the need to go crazy with worldbuilding #hitting myself w a broom while writing this like KEEP IT SHORT. KEEP IT SHORT!! #this could so easily be 20k+..... #the worldbuilding.... i have Thoughts on mer society and underwater gotham and human/mer differences and so much more #duke's parents were captured by a human (the joker) to use in a fucked up traveling aquarium #danny's still a halfa and a hero but he's not w his parents. they're good parents they just fought the gov for his sake and got arrested #so he's w vlad in a coastal city while jazz is in college #other heroes are still around on land and are not mers so villains are still up there too. and danny had to fight them hence his injuries #he actually got captured a bit and taken to some evil underground gladiator ring he had to fight his way out of mostly in ghost form but #also as a human. and the whole time he just thought abt the only friend he has in this new city which is duke. a mer he visits when he can #there is just SO much i want to write for this but i have to hold myself back.... #this whole asking for prompts thing is to make myself writing shorter things... keep fics brief... not 10k+.... #anyways. thanks for the prompt!! #i went straight for the hurt/comfort lol

[littledead-ridinghood]

It’s not that Jason came back to a changed family where he didn’t fit into the gap he left behind anymore. It’s the fact that his family never scooted over to make more space for him once he returned.

#jason todd #jason todd meta #<- mini and tagging because I can <3 #going insane over Jason being fine with changing but never expected that the others around him wouldn’t acknowledge change #like Jason was alive before anyone else knew. he knew he was different. he was around for those years before he returned to Gotham #Bruce—and others—thought hw was still underground #Jason had years to adjust to himself (no matter how well he did or didn’t) while the others had to play catch up #Jason wasn’t trying to squeeze himself back into the dynamic that once was #but he didn’t expected to be shoved back into that space and then denied more by others #jason fully preparing for one obvious outcome unaware that theirs another hiding in plain sight is murdering me #I was going to add caveats but I’m going to try to trust others to acknowledge long term relationships and not just focus on pre-flashpoint #returned as in both to Gotham and as a ‘prodigal son’ <-you all know how I feel about that :/

[rillette]

Pretty boy! Everyone you draw is so pretty lmao

TYSM!!! That's very sweet of you to say! T^T <3 <3 <3

#jason todd #basketball #asks <3 #ty for the ask!! #and the kind words <3 #he's fucking eepy!! #if anyone is wondering im still blasting chromatica #real chromatica hours #i love the idea of capes taking public transit (spidey ps4 game this is for u specifically my love) #does new jersey have a metro system or is it like extra shit there #they cant not have a metro right theyre like a fart away from new york #considering gotham is like. two islands. how does their train system work like is it all above ground or what #also i looked it up nj does have some subway lines #WAIT. they had metro in the batman movie. all is well #batman movie my beloved i love the worldbuilding so much. the trash on the ground blowing in the wind <3 #no they def have to have an underground rail system bc bruce's cave is in the abandonded station right. its there #i love you worldbuilding. anyways i love capes taking public transit very muchly its such a mundane concept but like since its superheros #its automatically like woahhh this guy could FLY and hes taking the TRAIN like a LOSER. sick em boys!!!! such a silly idea to play around w #i should go to bed i think ill stop rambling in the tags of this very nice ask now lol

[asteriskemily]

Monster High x Batman Prompt #1:

(Because why the heck not)

Rochelle Goyle is visiting Gotham because it’s like the spot for gargoyles.

She’s doing her best to stick to the edges of roof tops and stay away from normies, but she just happens to see the Fashion Disaster that is Dick Grayson and… no, that simply won’t do. He may be normie but that boy needs a serious makeover.

Rochelle asks around with some local gargoyles and turns out they basically all know this guy. She learns that this guy has lived in Gotham since he was nine and has spent his whole life in this city running across rooftops and actually talking to the gargoyles.

No one’s ever been brave enough to talk back, but by all accounts he sounds like a great guy. And maybe no one thought it was worth it to reveal the existence of monsters to some guy just so they could give him advice on how to bond with his younger siblings or whatever else he talks to them about, but Rochelle can’t unsee the outfit that guy was wearing. She’s literally gonna have nightmares about it!

That night she settles down to perch on the same roof as her cousin Garfield who insists that this guy will definitely stop there. And sure enough he does.

When Dick grapples to the roof with his favorite Gargoyle, (he calls him Garfield, or Gar for short… as in Gar Goyle, get it? Yeah, Jason punched him when he told him that one.) he greets Gar, and then immediately notices a new statue perched on the edge. He starts to think up a name for this gargoyle (maybe Rachel? No, she needs something fancier than that. She’s reminds him of some gargoyles he’d seen in Paris when traveling with the circus, so maybe something French?) when she stands up and starts talking to him. He nearly falls off the roof.

#cringe culture is dead batman x monster high #I really like the idea that the bats can all just look at a gargoyle and know what their name is #I also think Gotham has a super big underground monster population #most of them assume the bats are also monsters but don’t want to bother them while they’re working #now in my head this is a dick/rochelle story #because I’m crazy #but please feel free to interpret how you wish #monster high #monster high rochelle #rochelle goyle #monster high dolls #batman #dc comics #dc batman #batfam #dick grayson #nightwing #dc crossover #I truly believe dc can crossover with anything #I’m soon to debut my dc x Dora the explorer au

[lazerswordweilder]

One day, mid way through a meeting, the zeta tube announces the arrival of Batman. Everyone turns to give him a piece of theirs minds for showing up hours late, except he’s barely standing, half his mask ripped off reveals a blue eye that isn’t focused on anything, matted black hair full of blood, he has stubble on his chin and he’s missing a tooth. His hand cluches his stomach as a knife pokes through his fingers he still tries to contain the blood, every breath he takes looks painful and there’s an indent in his ribs that wasn’t supposed to be there, there’s rips all over his suit revealing battered armour underneath, his cloak has long since been torn off and one of his entire boots is missing (along with a sizeable chunk of flesh), and J’onn cringes over at the pain and hunder and thirst and pain coming from his mind, iced over by vauge shock.

(Sorry about any typos, might write a fic on this I dunno)

#this was originally going to be an au #where no one knows about the rest of the batfam #he throws them comm links with a bat signal on them #and manages to say to go to gotham and bludhaven #and then is brought to emergency care #and even oracles clocktower has been attack #there was going to be roughley a chapter dedicated to each hero finding a bat in horrible health. #nightwing has never been so greatful to see superman #red robin was trapped underground and was holding up ruble to save civillains #he colapses onto green lantern from caffine withdrawl and pain and exaustion and over exertion and- #red hoods only barely hanging on due to pit rage and that is definitely his blood #and ect #and the justice league is horrified #because they get a cold reminder #that the bat(s) is very much human #and while they push themselves to be the strongest they can be #to the point of fighting gods #they are still very much human #and seeing all these traumatised kids pushing themselves so far #too far #to save people #and they all give last words before they pass out #and every single one is about their dad #is their dad safe #will he survive #can they see him #oh please let them see him #he’s their dad he can do anything he can protect them and save the day #and even Red Hood says something along those lines and how he never wanted their relationship to end up like this #lazerswordweilder writes

[mid-nightowl]

One box checked!

#unholy screeching and too much caffeine #writing #wips #got a chapter of gotham underground done! #i picked the easiest box to start with and i feel i might regret that lmao #imma go pass out now 🫠

[karosnightmar3]

♱☠︎☣︎♱ no sleep for the wicked ♱☠︎☣︎♱

#dark grunge #underground #grunge babe #alt gf #alternativegoth #2000s scene #punk aesthetic #alt punk #dark femme #dark aesthetic #dior girl #explore #alt aesthetic #grunge moodboard #grunge alternative #alt grunge #goth punk #gotham #cyber babe