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1- The top voted person went to jail for a crime they did not commit.
2- Second most voted person actually committed the crime.
3- Third most voted person dared person 2 to commit said crime.
4- Fourth most voted person was person 1’s lawyer, who was actually on person 2’s side all along.
5- Fifth most voted person is 🤌🏻 close to saying ‘FUCK YOU!’ and going to live with Barbara. And become batgirl. For some reason. (They were the second suspect of said crime, though they had nothing to do with the crime)
6- Sixth most voted person is the only one on Person 1’s side and is trying to get them out of jail
7- Seventh most voted person is Person 2’s lawyer who ?somehow? won, though it was clear they weren’t even trying.
8- Eighth most voted person is secretly the one who bribed Commissioner Gordon to put Person 1 in jail for a week, because Commissioner Gordon was too smart and knew it wasn’t actually person 1 (whether he knew it was person two or not, depends on the answer)
9- Ninth most voted person is also for some reason in jail, for reasons Unkown. They are glaring at all the criminals menacingly, and person 1 is too annoyed to ask why they’re there.
10- Tenth most voted person was called by person 1 to bail them out, but was ‘cut off’ because of ‘bad signal, sorry’
11- Eleventh most voted person tried framing person three for the crime, and is now in Kent Farm for some reason???
Hello! This is my first post on Tumblr! You might (not) know me from Tiktok with my acount @the_crazy_bat. For about 6 weeks now me and my followers (more like three peoples) started creating the oc you can see up there named Ayla Sinclair from the DC univers. I haven't been receiving loads of comments so I hope I can make myself knowed a little better here!
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So far Ayla Sinclair is a 22 woman with a pretty muscular physique wich is why many people think she's a man at first glance. She often braids her hair in a Mohawk style and has two tatoos : one on the left arm wich is a snake with lotus flowers to represent a new start in life and the second is a Viking symbole meaning family on her wrist. Her weapon is a boo staff like Tim but she doesn't use it for defense, she more often use it to attack and even comes down to hand-to-hand combats. This result in her having way more scars and a burn on the top of her body then on the bottom. Her personality is ratter a tough one on the outside but she can be very sweet on the inside once she knows you're someone safe. She has brown hair and blue eyes and her hero costume is black and green with camouflage parts on it.
Today I posted a video on Tiktok asking for people to complet her backstory in the comments. I would like to ask you the same and tell what you think her backstory should be (there's no too much details!)
I will come back next week to ask for three more questions about her and if everything goes well, we might creat a Super friend for her!
So tell me what kind of backstory does Ayla have?
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Fun Fact!
In the mini serie of this project I asked people what fun little things we could add to Ayla's character to make her more alive. To this people decided to make Ayla lesbian and that her favorite animal is a whale!
Do you think the members of the Bat Family are surprised when they learn that one of them can sing? Especially since some are more surprising than others! I mean Jason? No one expects this tank on two legs to be able to sing well when in reality he's the biggest theater kid in the family!
Imagine:
Jason: Singing Where is the Justice from death note the musical in the kitchen with a bowl of dough in hand and a wooden spoon as a microphone hitting each note so perfectly that it would be considered a real musical.
Tim: Had just come to get a glass of water but is now even more afraid of his brother who not only smokes but has already had a batarang down his throat. How is this humanly possible!?
Of course I'm sure that other members can sing extremely well like Duke for example but Jason would be the most unlikely of them. Imagine him scaring Dick in the middle of the night by singing Hoist of the colors in the shadows!
The Bernard Dowd being related to the mighty endowed headcanon & the Bernard Dowd being stronger then he probably should be headcanon have some overlap that I haven't seen anyone say anything about, that's all I'm saying
How would yandere Damian Wayne react to his beloved having a fondness for books? Will he get jealous that she keeps gushing about non existent fictional characters? Lol I have a feeling he will 🤣
I absolutely love this idea, it was fun to write.
Trigger Warning: Abuse
(Not on Damians end but Y/N’s father)
Nothing descriptive and very brief.
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Damian had met his beloved at school after she was the only one who didn’t chase after him. She didn’t even seem to notice he was there. He was determined to change that.
The first day they talked he introduced himself, waiting to see her reaction to his last name but gained nothing more than a polite introduction from herself than she returned back to the book she was reading before he interrupted her. If she hadn’t got immersed back into the book than she would have seen the surprised look adorning the young Wayne’s face.
From there on he was determined to know everything about her. He used the bat computer to find out that she lived with her father in a nice house near his own. Her mother died during child birth and she had no siblings. Damian wished he didn’t have ‘siblings’ even if he never called them that. Well... maybe Grayson. But Todd could go along with Drake.
He decided to go to her house to check in on her and his excuse was to gather intel, but what he saw was not what he was prepared for. Damian saw Y/N’s Father yelling at her as if she had nine something terrible. Damian watched as the man cursed out his young daughter making Damian scowl and tighten his hands into fists. But they suddenly stopped fighting so Damian left as he had school tomorrow and he wanted to talk to you then. If he had stayed a second longer he’d have seen her getting locked into the cupboard under the stairs without dinner.
But luckily for her she had books. She read hunger games, Harry Potter, and many more. Even twilight even though she absolutely despised the ‘Bella’ character. But they all had love. She loved to read about love and the feeling of euphoria it gave people.
“Maybe one day.” She thought to herself.
The next day Damian Wayne talked to her again. He made more progress but it was hard to keep her away from her book.
It continued for weeks and then to months. He had slowly broke down her barrier and she finally stopped ditching him to read a book.
After 3 months of talking and Damian following her around daily to make sure she was safe he finally asked her on a date.
She met him at the park during sundown. When she arrived there was a picnic blanket with a basket on it and a couple of cushions. She saw someone walk up to her from where they were sat by a tree and they gently grabbed her hand and led her to the set up.
“Do you like it?” Damian asked nervously. He knew that this date was what determined his future plans. She was his beloved even if she didn’t exactly know yet. If she didn’t like the date or found out she didn’t like him the same way he loved her than she would learn to with force and time or she could love the date and he will spend every moment of the day with her after he asks her to be his.
She smiled widely, liked it? She loved it! It was exactly like something out of a book. A grand romantic gesture.
He smirked at her smile and he just knew he was already successful in gaining her feelings. He noticed the shiny glint in her eyes.
“I love it Damian. Thank you.” She spoke smiled at him and leaned over to give him a hug making his heart spike with happiness.
They had a wonderful date and it resulted with a 2nd and 3rd one. Then he dropped the question and she couldn’t bring herself to say anything but yes.
Even as she noticed that some of the few friends she had distanced themselves from her after she agreed to be Damians girlfriend after the 3rd date.
Even when some of her romance books began to disappear, which is what really made her sad. Once she told Damian with tears in her eyes that a. Few of her books were missing he gave in and hid them in her room for her to find the next day.
That’s when something happens. Y/N’s father was killed in a police shooting after he had assisted the Joker himself on a robbery. Worst part was Y/N found out over the news.
Damian was very happy with the news of the death fo his beloveds dad. He found out about the abuse after he snuck in to her house the second time and heard a lock click with no Y/N in sight.
Damian told his father about the girl and Damian played his fathers weaknesses against him he told him that she was abused and that she needed help. She needed to be safe. That thing that convinced him finally was that Damian told Bruce that she was the one and Bruce’s eyes widened greatly before he moved into a smirk. Of course his son had found his beloved, Bruce was a Yandere too of course, where else would Damian have got the tendencies from? His mother Talia or his grandfather Ra’s? They both would be caught dead saying the four letter word.
That’s how Y/N was adopted by the Wayne’s.
That’s how she ended up staying in the room next to Damians.
That’s how she ended up being with him 24 hours a day, since he got his classes switched so he was in all of hers but when it was questioned it was for academic reasons.
Y/N was sad though. She had no friends other than Damian. Her father was dead, her mother was dead, she had no family. No matter how bad her father treated her all she could think was that she deserved the pain.
A month after the shooting Damians Yandere side began to progress. She wasn’t allowed out of the Manor without being accompanied by him if she was allowed to leave at all.
She had been taken out of school alongside Damian by Bruce at the request of his son who didn’t like that boys and girls were looking at his beautiful beloved.
He was obsessed with his love.
A few months after living in the manor, meeting everyone, and adjusting to Damians possessiveness and rules she was doing okay. She wouldn’t dare go against Damian after he had guilt tripped her after she said she wanted to be alone for awhile and take a walk. Damian was glad that she was so easily manipulated that she didn’t even attempt to fight his love. He had to protect her form the cruel world he had experienced first hand. Her kindness, innocence, and trusting nature would get her killed in Gotham. But there was nothing to worry about because he was there to protect her. He always would be.
But she grew slightly distant from Damian after she began reading the books in the Wayne Library. There was a whole room stocked shelf by shelf with books.
She had been in there reading a book where the main character was trained with a sword and was a Assassin but he fell in love with his target. That’s where Damian saw her after he had been searching for after he began to getting annoyed after being away from her for so long.
“What are you reading My Beloved?” She had gotten used to the nickname and would slightly blush at every use of it. It was another thing that seemed like it was straight out of a book, he was her knight in shining armor.
“It’s called His Mission, His Love. It’s about this dashing guy who can sword fight and is a very skilled Assassin. He falls in love with the girl he was supposed to assassinate for his group of assassins. But he failed it by falling in love. I haven’t found out what happens yet. He sort of reminds me of Finnick from that other book I told you about, Hunger games remember? Well he wields a trident and it looks super cool and...” she was cut off from Damian snatching the book from her hands and shutting it without even marking her page making her lose her page.
“Hey!” She cried out as he tossed the book across the room. He scowled when she yelled at him which result in him standing directly in front of her as she sat on the couch and he leaned down to her height the grabbed her chin making her face towards him instead of that insufferable book he had tossed across the room.
“You don’t need that book got it? You have me, and you only need me.” He spoke looking into her eyes as his face was only inches apart from her own.
“But...” she began to say. She loved books, it was nice to image the love. But she couldn’t exactly say she didn’t know the feeling for herself now after dating Damian. He had done so much for her to keep her safe and well after he father died.
“I can sword fight, I’m a assassin, I am even more handsome and richer than any character in those terribly pointless books. You don’t need them when you have me.”
She looked at him weirdly and that’s when he realized that in a fit of jealousy - over a book character- he admitted by secret he hadn’t told her yet.
“Assassin? Fighting? What are you taking about Damian.”
He rolled his eyes at her but explained.
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m Robin. My fathers batman, Graysons Nightwing, Todd is Red Hood, and Drake is Red Robin.” He watched as her eyes widened making him begin to lose himself in the beautiful eyes he loved so dearly.
“Really?” She said in disbelief but it did make sense. But that’s when she suddenly blushed at a thought and by the fact it took her so long to blush Damian was thinking that she was thinking back to her book character again as her eyes darted away from him coincidentally to where the book was.
“What are you thinking about My Beloved?” he demanded in a cool tone that was laced with jealously. He grip on her chin tighten a little more and his other hand laid on her waist.
She murmured something he couldn’t hear which was very surprising as he was so close to her.
“Repeat what you said but louder. Please” he spoke waiting for her to say she was thinkjnt about the assassin from her book but he wasn’t prepared for what she would say.
“I used to have a crush on Robin, he is my favorite.” She spoke then closed her eyes willing the blush that adorned her cheeks to disappear.
This would be the first time that Damian let out a huge smile and a slight laugh of disbelief.
“I pictured him... or well you as the character from my book because of the similarities.” She spoke still lightly dying from embarrassment which worsened when he scooped her up from the couch and into his arms before kissing her face multiple times while she laughed at the feeling. Then he sat down o the couch with her in his lap, not letting go as she tried to climb out of it.
“Stay here My Beloved. Why don’t I tell you real stories?”
And that was how Damian got jealous... over himself.
And how Y/N found out the identity’s of the Batman, Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and most of all Robin.
And it all started because of a book.
tim!!!! with wings!!!!
Tim's wing cape appreciation post, one of the best-looking robin equipment items in my humble opinion.
It doesn't always look good when stationary, but when it fly it is so alive with motion. Beautiful.
(from the comic robin war)
Batman AU where everything is the same except Tim is Damien's favorite person.
A little Tim Drake and Bernard fanart!
PT. 4 Gotham Twitter
Nobody can tell this isn't something teenage boy Damian's age would say, bc I know for a fact it is. He's a menace and I love him for it.
Dick communicates with the ex-robin club through a series of whistles they developed while they were robin. this is useful while in the field when the need secret communications. bruce doesn't understand the whistle language (they change the tunes purposely to exclude him). it makes for awkward arguments where everyone's just angrily whistling at each other and bruce is standing there like...what is happening?
I wanna make a toast to Batman, the greatest father four degenerate bastards ever had...
I love the idea of Tim being all clinical about Kon's crush on him. Like 'there must be something wrong with Kon, why else would he blush when I talk to him' and like proceeds to make a fucking murder board with picture and string connecting each 'event' like
02/27/2024, Incident: Kon stared at while I trained, when I called him out he blushed profusely and stuttered, obviously he is ill or compromised. Solution: keep a closer eye on him
03/04/2024, Incident: Keeping a closer eye on Kon appears to have flustered him. I caught him staring at me 7 times, each he seemed embarrassed by. Potentially he believes I am an imposter. Solution: team building exercise, and movie night
03/06/2024, Incident: movie night proves that Kon must be having emotional or social issues. Team building went fine, but Kon seemed disturbed at sharing a blanket with me, he went very rigid when I leaned against him, I fear that the Kent's may be mistreating him. Solution: subtley question about home life.
03/08/2024, Incident: questioning about home life initially had Kon happy, then his demeanor became shy. He offered to show me his favorite restaurant near the Kent's and take me star gazing. He appeared very put out when I asked is cassies and bart would be coming. Solution: maybe Kon only expects me to realize the harmful habits of the Kent's.
03/14/2024, Incident: I was left in a critical condition after a mission, Kon refused to leave my side. That is normal as the rest of team refused to leave, but I swear he was hoding my hand while I slept. Solution: Kon is more tactile that I thought?
03/16/2024, Incident: my memory of the mission and the events leading to my injury is better now. Kon is the one that caught me. Though I could swear that he was begging me not to leave him because he 'loves me'. Solution: request less morphine next injury.
03/21/2024, Incident: Kon said my injury gave him a lot to think of, he requested that we go on a "date" tonight. Solution: ask kon if he got the phrase 'hang out' and 'date' mixed up
03/22/2024, Incident: Kon kissed me. Solution: I am an idiot.
Y'all that was a heavy couple of rants
To lighten the mood for my batman universe fans;
Batfam <3
nightwing + his brothers 🐣🐣🐣
A change in fate
authors note: Sorry this chapter took a while, writers block is a pain and school takes a lot of time. Still I hope you enjoy this chapter and this story is now also on archive of our own under the same name. Now on with the story.
a maribat fanfic
Chapter 07
Marinette had been greatly relieved when Mist had returned so quickly and seemingly having succeeded in their mission. The miracle box safely tucked in their tail, a ball of memories between the leopard’s jaws and Wayzz sitting upon their silvery head. A small smile graced her lips at the sight.
But the small moment of joy had been shattered when a. unknown presence made themselves known. How had she not noticed them, she was the true holder of the miraculous of emotions, she could feel everyone’s emotions within a six-mile radius clearly. Even if she could not on a person’s scent, she should have been able to sense his emotions long before they made themselves known. So, how had she not been able to sense them following her guardian.
In a quick and flowing motion Royal shifted into her battle stance. Her fan at the ready in one hand miracle box in the other, Mist had her claws out and growled from deep in their throat and Wayzz nuzzled into the female’s neck hiding away from the possible danger. All their eyes focussed on the figure that now slipped out of the shadows.
To a certain degree the wielder of the peafowl was relieved that the intruder was neither Chat Noir nor her replacement. That however did not rule out the possibility that this was another akuma, albeit a better dressed one. The male wore upon a quick glance a near skin-tight suit made out of a reinforced material she could not quite place. His main colors consisted of red and black with a golden yellow coloring for his utility belts, that sat on his waist and crossed over his chest. Overall a decent ensemble, definitely better than what some akumas wore. The only things that really did not sit well with her was the length of the cape and that bloody cowl!
The male raised his hands in a gesture of surrender and moved his head to bear his throat. “I am not here to fight you, Blue Royal,” the stranger stated calmly. “Or should I refer to you by your old identity, Ladybug.”
The blue clad hero went absolutely rigid at this comment as did her companions. How? How did he find out?
Seeming able to read her body language he went on to give her a simple explanation on how he got to this revelation. He told her about how he had been there when the last akuma attacked and had made the connection due to her mannerisms around the so-called heroes and her overall combat experience. For not even someone trained in any form of martial arts, no matter how long they may have trained, would be able to pull of what she did in that little of time without real life experience. And from her reaction he could tell that his theory was correct. Great so she ratted herself out, well done Marinette.
“Who are you?” she more demanded then asked.
“I go by Red Robin and I was formerly known as Robin and protégé of the Batman of Gotham. I have come to Paris to offer you my help in taking Hawkmoth down,” Red Robin told her, while looking straight at the female before him. Though his eyes were covert by the cowl’s white lenses, Mari swore their eyes were locked.
“And how am I to be certain that you are not one of His akumas or accomplices?” The blue clad girl asked skeptically with a cold tone her eyes narrowed into a glare. The tension in the air could almost be touchable as the two continued their stare of.
Red Robin nodded at her reasoning, seeming to understand her suspicions and following cautios manner. “Understandable concerns. Though I doubt I shall be able to put your worries to rest, with just my words. But quite a few people have made my existence public to the world. I hope that when you have seen that you can be assured that I am here to help,” He spoke calmly as he lowered his hands.
“Not very secretive of you to become known to the public, protégé of the Bat,” Royal could not help to comment. It gained a small chuckle from the male before her. “Well the existence of the League is not really a secret either, hence why I were the cowl,” He bantered back. Marinette could not help her lip twitching upward even as she kept her look skeptical. For her nerves were not put to rest.
Since she could not sense his emotions, he must have a strong control over them, she focused her connection to miraculous to look into his soul. It was in correlation with a trick that Duusu had been telling her about during training. How when transformed a true soul can look through the eyes of their kwami and gain the ability to see someone’s soul. It was however a very exhausting technique and she would most likely have a massive headache in the morning, but it was a small price to pay to see if he was a threat.
The only thing giving away her use of this skill was the thin glowing ring of silver surrounding her pupil.
His souls held several shades of blue implying to someone who was loyal and strong of mind. But the colors were dull and several cracks could be seen in the core of his soul and were festering in a malicious black veins. While black could been seen as a color of mystery, which would fit with his secret ID, the way the veins seemed to be invading re-laid to him being hurt greatly. From Blue Marinette could tell though was that the vigilantly infront of her was being sincere to her at the moment. Though it took a second as she got distracted by the sight of his soul.
Still best to play save and do a background check on this ‘protégé of the Batman’ when she got back to her room. “If I were to believe you and you truly are here to help end the reign pf Hawkmoth. How would you be able to help me?” The female asked firmly as she called off the leopard beside her.
“Do not assume me to being rude, but even though you are capable the akuma’s in battle. Far better then your stand in or the mangy cat. I have come to surmise that detective work is not your forte,” Red Robin answered as he took to leaning on the railing. “I was trained in the fields of being a detective, combat and stealth by one of the best that I know of. I believe if we combine both our skills, we will be able to finally to put the plague that Paris is under to rest,” he finished.
He was not wrong she did need help in that department. She could deal with the combat part more easily now than in years past, having learned from experience. Though she had also collected some leads on the possible identity of Hawkbitch, she was unsure on how to follow up on said leads. If he truly was trained by the Bat of Gotham, someone who was considered the number one detective, he would definitely be a useful asset to the mission.
She only had one question left.
“Why now?” The question seemed to startle the vigilante before. The raw emotion in her voice a reflection of her young thirteen-year-old self, sounding so tired and confused. “I sent a message to the league years ago. Why is their only now a response?”
The male’s expression turned soft at her tone of voice and seeming to understand why she would ask this. “I have no excuse to the sheer incompetence of the one who thought your call of distress was nothing more than a prank. The suffering and deaths of the people of Paris is not something to be brushed off as a prank,” he seethed in anger a small flicker of emotion slipping from his control. Telling the blue clad hero of his sincerity.
A beeping sound of the peafowl wielders miraculous rang through the air. Six minutes.
“I get the feeling that our time is limited so I shall get to the point. Will you give us working together a chance?” And that was the question wasn’t it. Could she trust him to help her?
No, she could not, but she needed someone who could dig deep. And if the Bat had trained him his skills in what he mentioned prior would definitely of use to the cause. Still, he was an unknown with strong control of his emotions and even by looking at his soul, she was able to get more information on the male, she did not feel that she had a good read on him. So, this would be a gamble on her part. She needed a second opinion.
Turning her head, she looked at the little turtle god on her shoulder. For while she and Fu had not always had been able to see eye to eye, Wayzz has always been there to come to some sort of compromise. The little kwami always staying level-headed when there was a whirlwind around him and for that she was grateful. So, she knew she could trust him with being her second voice. The kwami and omega duo locked eyes into a silent conversation as Mist kept watch over the anomaly.
The omega’s eyes soon locked back on the vigilante’s masked once, her decision made. Marinette only hoped she would not come to regret this in the future.
“We will meet to compare notes and come to a full partnership arrangement on Wednesday at eleven p.m. at the arc de triomphe. Should there be an akuma attack before that time I want you to focus on evacuating the civilians away from danger. Try not to get spotted by Chat or LB for I belief we both agree they are not to be trusted,” the peafowl wielder informed the male of her decision. She barely made out the smallest amount of tension leaving his shoulders as Red nodded his head in agreement.
“To that we can most certainly agree,” Red Robin voiced. “Then we shall leave further questions to each other for Wednesday.”
The silence that followed his statement gave the vigilante the impression that it was time to leave. However, as he was about to take of the hero Paris called for his attention once more. Turning back to the blue clad female he motioned for her to continue. “Can you make certain no other heroes come to Paris,” her command gained her a curios tilt of the other humans head, question implied but not voiced.
“When I started being a hero, I thought the JL would be able to help, but after some research of the battle tactics they would only bring more problems than actually solve. For most league heroes seem to rely on an emotion power boost,” Red nodded along with her statement gears starting to turn. “And with Hawkmoth feeding on those emotions would make them a liability.”
“Agreed, I for one do not want to fight a mind controlled and upgraded superman,” The cowled male answered giving her some assurance that he would make sure the league would not interfere with Paris.
Being assured things would be stable until they could talk things out in two days, the two bid each other goodnight.
As Red Robin took off into the night Blue Royal took one more look at his soul, but instead of looking at his core she observed the spectral dragon that was coiling around his soul. It was the mark of a true soul. Which led to the question: Was that Timothy?
The nudge of the leopard beside her snapped Marinette out of her head and back to reality. Swiftly she and her companions took off to her nest. She had a lot to think about, to plan for and to do and the night was not getting any younger.
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A change in fate
A maribat fanfic
Chapter 10
Ofcourse after the small break of one akuma free day, the butterfly bitch shows his condom head again and creates a new puppet for her to fight. Just great. Luckily this particular one was not of the murder-go-lucky-kind, but was still very annoying.
The akumatized victim was dressed in a old fashioned jester costume, half and half mask, bells and all. With truly the most horrendous clashing color scheme imaginable. Making Marinette really questioned where the eye bleach was. Hawkmoth what were you thinking with this absolute atrocity to fashion! That aside the akumas power was the real problem for our dear peafowl wielder.
The jester of tears , as the were called, held the power to change her targets emotional state on a very drastic scale. Often leaving their victims incapacitated, out of fear, sadness, anger or laughter, out on the streets. Those raging and ever changing emotions were a large problem for the wielder of the miraculous of said emotions to deal with. As the emotional shifts were causing the peafowl hero a headache from the whiplash and made her lose her footing on multiple occasions. Making the battle that much harder the longer it carried on, but still it was not impossible.
With the aid of her new partner Medusa reseting when needed, Red Robin taking victims away from the battle ground (both working from the shadows) and the very late arrival of the incompetent ‘heroes’. The battle was taken care of witin an hour and upon its conclusion she quickly made her escape.
After all she had more important things to prepare for.
That night under the smog veiled stars Marinette sat transformed atop the Arc d’triomphe. Her partner and close friend Chloe paced around her watching their surroundings with her newly aquired miraculous enhanced vision. Clearly anxious even after they had the whole afternoon to prepare for the coming meeting. Thanks to one of the new rules put in order by the akuma plague.
1: akuma victims shall not be harassed, as they are not in control for their actions while transformed and do not remember the events of their akumatizations.
2: All schools will cancel all classes after an akuma attack.
3: during an attack everyone must evacuated to the most nearby akuma shelter.
So with the afternoon free for planning, under the guise of finishing up commissions, the two now waited anxiously upon the monument for their possible partner.
Marinette cracked open an eye, to watch her pacing friend, from were she sat meditating. Taking in her friend’s pacing transformed form once more. The alpha’s once blond hair now was a dark forest green at the crown of her head transitioning to a light turquoise blue and then returned to blond at the tip of her long braid that swished from side to side, with every step she took. She wore a same forest green cropped short-sleeved pianist like coat with one long tail that drifted down to her knees, under which the snake wielder wore a lighter green and gold armor that covered her from the tips of her fingers to her thighs. A sharp blue diamond sat on the back of her hand matching the one on her knee high boots, allowing for some very nasty knee jabs and punches.
Overall a very unrecognizable look, so that even without the miraculous glamour magic one would not easily recognize her as the mayor’s daughter.
“Medusa, calm down. Your pacing is not going help anyone,” Blue spoke, drawing the rhythmic footfalls to a stop. Chloe, Medusa, letting out a sigh and moved to stand beside her friend. “Could not help it, Blue. The nerves are eating me from the inside out.” The now green haired hero spoke, her foot tapping the floor softly.
“You are not the only one feeling that way,” came a new voice penetrating the darkness. The two females turned their heads to the source of the voice. Medusa’s snapping to the side, while Royale turned slowly. Just standing at the edge of the arc stood the last participend for this meeting, Red Robin. He had come to them from their blind spot and unsurprisingly flew under Marinette’s radar once more. Trained in stealth indeed.
“Can you blame us though,” the new snake user hissed. “You did come to Paris quite suddenly intending to help us, yet you come sneeking in from our blindspot like an assassin awaiting the perfect time to strike.” Red Robin raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, hoping to pacify the armored female.
“I completely understand your distrust of me, but rest assured I come to help in the defeating of Hawkmoth along with removing the false heroes from Paris,” the gothamite spoke with conviction, his eyes focused on the new snake hero. Blue let out a sigh at the rising tensions. Getting to her feet she took to standing between the two. Physically stopping the debate from going any further. “Now there will be no need to start squabeling before our partnership officially can begin. So Medusa please stand down. I understand your reasoning, but we do need his help.” The silent ‘we’ve been over this’ left unspoken but not unnoticed. The hero in green looked at her friend her eyes apologetic before lettting out a sigh and nodding to the girl in charge.
The peafowl wielder then turned to the American hero. “Pardon my partner. She is simply acting out of precaution. Given with how the justice league passed our plea for help as a joke in the past.” Royale explained gaining an understanding nod in return. “I completly understand,” Red assured in a contained but strained silent fury at his former collegue’s. “I would be surprised if I was excepted and welcomed with open arms after the imcompetances the league showed to your situation. Their neglegence is not something to ever be sweaped under the rug and i’ll never ask you to. But I will make sure to aid in finally putting the nightmare Paris is under to rest. That I swear.” His genuine words causing small smile to appear on the blue female’s face. “Glad were all on the same page then,” Medusa spoke the ice seaming to break just a little at the male’s words.
“Now” the blue parisian clapped her hands together ending that part of the meeting in full. “Let’s us get to the topic of our parthnership and the neccesary precautions.” She gained nods of agreement of the other two.
“I’ve given it a lot of thought and propose that the both of you remain behind the scene for the time being. My appearance has both Chat and the imposter on edge already and should you two appear now things could turn against our favor. So during Akuma battles I want both of you to remain in the shadows. Are we agreed on this?” Royal proposed. The new and the expiranced heroes nodding along as she spoke, carefully going over her words.
“I can agree to that,” The Robin spoke. “This will also give us the element of surprise for when they need to be taken out of the fight for good.”
“I also see no problem with this and agree with Reds train of thought aswell.” Medusa added. “But we still will have a role to play during the battles, yes?”
Blue Royal nodded. “Yes you will. You both will mainly focus on what you already have been doing since the last battle. Meaning that you, Medusa will mainly focus on your miraculous powers to turn back time when needed and to keep a lookout for the Akuma’s weakpoints. Then to relay them to me through your miraculous.” Medusa nodded in understanding at the instructions. The peafowl wielder then turned to the vigilante.
“Red you should focus on evacuating any civilians that could get caught in the cross fire. Reduce the amount of casualties as much as possible..” Tim could not help the miniscule flinch at the word casualties. The image of the child being crushed to death still haunting him. “Though I would advise you to do this in your civillian persona as your vigilante attire would tip of the news and the wannabe heroes. But this will only be of when your are already at the site of the akuma. For I want you to primairly focus on finding out who Hawkmoth identity is. Which brings me to this.”
Blue pulled a flash drive out of her fan. Gaining a slightly surprised look from the vigilante but he wisely decided not to ask about where it had been hidden.
“On this drive is all the information I have on all the past akuma’s. From the paterns of their akumatazation and location radious. It also holds a list of suspects on who hawkmoth could be, with possible motives. I believe with this you will have a good starting point for your investigation.” She explained while handing over the drive to the male.
Taking the drive he inserted it into his glove computer, it’s holographic screen automaticly coming to life. Scanning over the information Red confirmed for hismelf the information added up with what the hero had told him. Making him quite pleased with the infomation the hero of Paris had procured for him. This would make things alot easier.
Putting away the drive the male turned back to the two female of the meeting. Giving them a small reassuring smile. “This will definetly be of great help to my investigation. From what I skimmed you are very thorough with all the information you could get. I’ll be able to make good use of it. Is their anyone I should pay closer attention to?”
Marinette could not help the small sense of pride she felt at the vigilante’s words. It felt nice to gain some form of acknowledgement for her work at long last. “My main suspect is the fashion designer Gabriel Agreste. He has both the money and power to keep people silent, is very secluded and his wife, who is no longer with him, could be a possible motive.” She gained a nod of confimation from the male.
“Speaking of targets,” Medusa chimed in. “What are we going to do about the wannabe heroes? I believe I can confidently say none of us trust those two.”
The other two looked at the snake wielder, contenplating her words, creating a moment of silent thought. A moment Royal soon broke. “I have a rough idea of how to handle those two, but you are not going to like it. However I believe it will give us the biggest chance of succeeding in getting their miraculous.” “We’re all ears.” Red spoke, imploring her to continue.
“Chat has put both me and the new LB under a trial period,” the notion made Medusa snort in amusement. “And at the end of this month on saturday we are to meet at midnight at the top of the eiffeltower. I believe that would be the best moment for us to reclaim their miraculouses.” Medusa clearly having some feelings on the matter openend her mouth to speak, but quickly closed it again as Royale raised her hand.
“Yes, I know it is not ideal and I want them removed imediately as well, but that would not work in our favor as of this moment. First, we arent’t certain we will be able to get both of their miraculouses at the same time and if one escapes we might permanently lose that miraculous. Second, if we were to be spotted attacking Chat and LB, or were no longer seen in action, it would cause a city wide panic that would only work to Hawkmoth’s andvantage,” the blue clad female let out a sigh trying to calm her frustration at the overall situation. “As it stands the order of how we deal with this mess is this. We find out Hawkmoths identity, we take out the idiots at this months end and right after take Hawkmoth out of the picture. So we can put this whole shit-fest behind us. Red think you can get Hawkbitch ID in a months time?”
“I’ll get it done,” was his reply, voice filled with certainty.
“Good,” was all Blue said in return. She held out her hand to the foreign hero. “Lets make the best out of our partnership.”
Red took her hand with a firm grip and locked his eyes with the dark haired girl. “Let’s put an end to this senseless bloody war.” He said resolutely, gaining relieved yet tired smiles from the parisian heroes at his conviction.
They afterword remained talking, going over some minor details for their alliance. But in all, the three could agree that it was a very succesful night.
Authors note: So this story has been on bit of a hiatus. Sorry about that no real excuse for that other than school, writers block and life in general have been a bit of a pain the last few years. But i have started to write again, can’t promise a consistend scedule but i will try to upload a chapter every now and again.
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So I noticed how that in this Tim. Is the only outlier. Like everyone else is in the rows while Tim is not, like is there any symbolism or am I reading too far into this?
Edit: I know there is not enough family members for even seating, that’s what I meant when I said “or am I reading too far into this?” It is a joke
Fandom art; part 1
First one is of Ken kenaki, I painted him with water colors. And it was the first use of my brush pens, so it is an older piece, it took up most of the page; size is medium - large
Second is Arima Yusa from my Au. Tokyo ghoul is the fandom again. I decided that he would like lose clothing and where masks around. He still doesn’t feel comfortable with the new changes going on in the world. In my Au there are major changes(Will be explained at one point), so he lives with Take Hirako. Full page size: Large
Third is also from my Au of Tokyo ghoul, this is also Arima Yusa. Like I said before a lot of changes. Too much too explain In this post. He is in a coffee shop. Either Re: or Anteiku, still don’t know Yusa’s age (which will change the story, comment if you know,) this was my favorite painting and it took a long time. Full page, size: Large
Now the Fourth……. Honestly I will just say the characters 4 OCs, 1 Kakashi, 1 Arima, 1 Kenaki, 1 kijima(don’t remember his name properly), 1 Eto/Takatsuki Sen, 1 Uta, and 1 Kate Kane (Have fun finding them)
Fifth is Tim Drake, this is a Lazarus Tim Fanart. Just for the concept itself not for a specific thing. I also decided to draw circles at the bottom, which I turned in to rocks. I did this for practice with line confidence, plus the challenge of monochromatic
Last, but not least, a close up of Tim. I actually use a piece of golden take for the choker in this.
!NOTE!
I am going to post a part two with more fanart because while posting this I drew more, and I didn’t want this post to get too long. Will post by next week