disclaimer: this post is not meant to sexualize any of the characters included in it! it is simply me judging and ranking the batfamily’s butts based on their physical appearances!
thank you and enjoy!
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#8 (bruce)
- i know we can only see the very edge but i can just tell he’s flat as a pancake.
- y’all know how hard it was to find a picture where you could see any of his ass?
- way too fucking hard.
- so for that he gets put in last place.
-5/10
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#7 (duke)
- i really expecting him to have more cake idk
- like atleast a 2 layer yknow?
- kind of disappointed but atleast you can see a bit of roundness.
- the shadows make it hard to properly see
2/10
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#6 (steph)
- side angles are more difficult to judge
- like i can’t tell if it’s thicc or just looks like it cuz it’s at the perfect angle
- it’s not tiny but it’s not thiccc (with three c’s) so i’d say pretty standard ass we have here
- the suit was also not exactly flattering
4.5/10
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#5 (tim)
- i will say it’s actually better than i expected
- also yes this is the highest quality picture i could find
- it’s got about average thiccness but it lacks a bit of roundness
- overall a decent ass
5/10
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#4 (alfred)
- omg alfred the buttler
- not really thicc or round but appreciate the view regardless
- he’s not a try hard who shows off his ass all the time *cough* dick *cough* and i can respect that
- but he knows how to wear the ass he was given and for that he wins in my heart
7/10
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#3 (jason)
- hoo boy
- if this were a thigh competition…let’s just say their would have been no competition.
- it’s not as much thicc as it is toned.
- i appreciate a muscled ass though
9/10
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#2 (cass)
- now THAT is a fine ass
- perfect mix of thicc, toned, and round.
- i almost didn’t add her to the list because i didn’t think i’d be able to do her description justice
- i think i did okay though
16/10
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#1 (dick)
- let’s all stop pretending we didn’t know he was going to win
- like cmon there is no one even close
- it’s just perfect
- it’s toned, round, and thicccc (with four c’s)
2838492/10
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bonus:
- the only picture of the batcave dino’s ass that exists
On a scale of 1-10 how much do you all love Cass Cain and be willing to read something about her? (It would be a 20 for me so just wanna check my bases)
In a family basically builton the idea of two characters being “DYNAMIC,” Cassandra stands to have a lot of interesting interactions with the characters around her. And the great thing with Cass is that dynamicis a right description.
However brief her interactions with other characters in the Bat Family might be, when she’s allowed a dynamic with them, it’s unlike any of the other interactions she has int eh Bat Family. Each one is unique and both Cass and the other member receive different things from each other as a result.
Issues with Cass are hard to find, and often it can be hard to exactly peg down what a relationship is, so I figured I’d make a quick little fact sheet for curious fans and fandom contributors who want to know more about Cassandra in the Bat Family : )
bruce eats cinnamon poptarts and keeps trying to convince his children that they’re really good,,,, cass is the only one on his side (and thats only cuz he buys her strawberry poptarts without telling her how gross he thinks they r)
Sejic gives the women of DC the proper respect they deserve by writing them with humor, fun and agency. He seems to be respectfully aware of the progressive comic fans’ (myself included) popular wishes such as making Cass Batgirl/Batman/The Black Bat or having Ivy and Harley’s bisexuality be recognized. Along with LGTBQ+ characters (like Batwoman) getting their happy endings.
His designs for the women of DC are awesome yet practical with taste. It is great that rather then going full-on “sexy”, their costumes are feminine but eye-catching and suitable for combat. For example, Starfire is longer designed as pin-up girl (cough*Red Hood* cough*) but as true warrior princess.
With all the chaotic management DC has been through, The heads of Times Warner need to wake up and do what should have been done a long time ago, put Stjepan Šejić in charge of DC. Period.
a Thought: the batkids looking and acting like a Creacher just as much as The Bat himself
like this:
bc my first thought was if damian leaned into being a Lil Gremlim more he’d very easily exude the same ~vibes as Creacher Batsy
imagine this tiny hellion
looking like a weirdo creature similar to the 6’ night demon he fights crime with
and then i realized, why stop at damian?
why not have dick perching on rooftops looking exactly like a gargoyle, but somehow this statue can jump and move like a monkey in the middle of a concrete jungle?
why not have jason looming in the shadows like a nocturnal bigfoot to scare the shit outta criminals in the alleys? why not have him move like a creature of the night that no one understands the physics of?
why not have tim be a half-zombie lurking around corners at god-knows-why-in-the-morning with his fingers curled around a shot of 5hr energy drink like it’s sauron’s ring and he’s gollum?
why not have cass be a Creacher exactly like bruce but just smaller and arguably scarier when she’s wearing her costume w the stitched up mouth? unlike the Big Bat, you can’t see any part of her face, and she looks like a wholeass Mini Bat but silent, and isn’t that just horrifying? what the fuck kind of expression is she making under that mask?? would a smile be less or more terrifying??
and this doesn’t just apply to the main gaggle of bats—it extends to the rest of the family too: duke, steph, kate, luke, babs, all of them
i guess what i’m saying is that i would like an urban legend version of the batfamily where all of them are funky looking cryptids that somehow communicate exclusively in grunts and fistfights LOL
Once again screeching past a deadline, mermay 2022 with batbabies sleeping like otters.
Dick would 100% still be sleeping on top of Bruce but Damian has claimed that spot. Cass likes drifting while she sleeps and will sometimes use Bruce’s arm as a floaty. [id in alt text]
Requested by Anon - Saw that requests were open and I thought of a cute batfam imagine. Reader is a single mom with a newborn baby girl and surprises the boys by coming home for Christmas and Alfred helped decorate the living room and reader helped cook and basically spend her baby’s first Christmas with her family and Bruce and the boys get all emotional or something also Happy Christmas!
Author’s Note - This request came in on Christmas Day, so I thought I’d squeeze it in. Sorry, it’s late.
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Alfred smiled, watching the boys and Cass set up the living room for the holidays. He didn’t get to decorating himself this year, but it was a good activity to keep the rest of the family busy and out of the kitchen while he prepared Christmas Eve dinner.
When he passed Bruce’s office, he paused to see Bruce inside with his face in his hands. He was holding the photo of you and your newborn baby girl that you had posted on social media a few days ago. It was a joyous occasion, the birth of his first grandchild. Of course instead of being happy, Bruce chose to sulk at the fact he didn’t even know you were pregnant. He also started investigating to find out who the father was when he found out you were going to be a single mother.
Alfred shook his head and kept walking toward the kitchen. He hoped Master Bruce didn’t ruin this new peace between you and the family. The phone rang once he was inside the kitchen. He picked it up quickly, smiling as he knew who it was. “Hello, Wayne residence?”
“Alfred, it’s me.” He smiled at the sound of your voice. “I was wondering if you could send someone to get us. My car broke down and now we’re at a gas station where we got towed to.” You sighed. Alfred frowned at the strain in your voice. “I know me showing up was supposed to be surprise, but I…well…I can’t really afford a ride there.”
“Of course, Miss (Y/N). What is the address?” He picked up a pen, writing it down as you told him. “Are you in a warm and safe place?”
The baby fussed softly on your end. “Yeah, we’re fine. I’m inside the gas station with a cup of hot chocolate.” You laughed softly. “Thank you, Alfred. I’ll see you soon.”
“I love you, Miss (Y/N). I’ll have one of the boys there soon.” He hung up the phone and left the kitchen to go the the main family room. The tree was up, and most were decorating the tree. Jason was sitting on the couch, watching them. Alfred smiled, coming over to place a hand on Jason’s shoulder. Jason tensed, sensing he was just volunteered for something. “Master Jason, come with me please.”
The others laughed. “Shut up.” Jason growled, getting to his feet and following Alfred out of the room. “What’s up, Alfie? Need my help in the kitchen?”
“No, Master Jason.” Alfred handed Jason the address. “Take one of the cars, go to this address and pick up something for me.”
Jason frowned, eyeing the address. “Okay? Can I take any car?”
“Anything is fine. Be back in an hour at the most.” Alfred shooed Jason away. “Call me if you have any questions.”
“Right.” Jason left. Alfred smiled before going into the kitchen. They’ll still be surprised, even if it wasn’t the way you and he originally planned.
***
Jason pulled into the gas station. He checked his phone on the dashboard. The address was right, but what did Alfred need from a gas station?
He parked the Audi in one of the parking spots outside and grabbed his phone. Frowning, he got out to look around.
“Jason?” He tensed, spinning to find you standing in the doorway of the gas station with a big smile on your face. “Hi.”
“(Y/N)?” A wave of pure joy washed over him as he ran to hug you. He spun you around, making you laugh. “Why are you here? Where’s my niece?”
“She’s inside.” You sighed once he set you down. “I was coming today as a surprise, but then my car broke down and we got stuck here.” He led you back inside when you shivered. Your baby was in her carrier, still fast asleep on the table you were sitting at while you waited.
Jason peeked inside at her. “Look at you, princess.” He whispered softly, touching her cheek. She turned her head, opening her mouth to try to find something to suck on. He chuckled. “She’s beautiful, (Y/N).”
“Thank you.” You glanced between them, sneaking a photo of the two with your phone.
Jason pulled himself away from her. “Give me your keys. I’ll move your stuff into my car while you two stay in here and keep warm.”
“You don’t have to do that,” you said, handing him your keys when he didn’t relent. “Thanks Jay. I honestly had no idea what we were going to do.”
“I got this.” He kissed your cheek. “I’ll come get you when I’m ready.” Jason was about to head out when you grab his hand. He turned to look, noting the panic, strained look in your eye. He knew that look well. “What?”
“There’s going to be a lot of stuff.” You blushed, your eyes on his forehead. “Just don’t judge me, okay?”
Jason snorted. “I’d never judge you.” He leaned over to kiss your cheek, squeezed your arm with his hand. “I got you now. Everything will be fine.”
“Thanks Jay.” You relaxed slightly. Jason led you over to take a seat before heading out to your car. It was an old, rusted piece of crap. He wondered how you even got this far in it. Inside was suitcases, boxes, and garbage bags. He sensed you coming for the holidays might be more than just a visit. Taking a deep breath, Jason pushed aside his curiosity and began to move your things into the Audi.
***
“Al, did you throw Jason out or something? I can’t find him,” Tim asked, poking his head into the kitchen. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath of the delicious smells from inside.
“Master Jason is running an errand for me.” Alfred basted the turkey again and closed the oven. “He should be back in the next half an hour or so.”
Tim hummed, stepping inside the kitchen. He leaned against the counter, taking a carrot from the serving tray Alfred had out for them to snack on. “Bruce is still brooding.”
“He’ll snap out of it soon.” Alfred smiled when his back was turned to Tim.
“I don’t know if he will. He’s bothered by the fact (Y/N) had a baby by herself on top of trying to live on her own. I’m worried about her too.” Tim munched on another carrot. “I kept tabs on her. Her finances are in shambles.”
Alfred’s mouth went dry. Suddenly, it made sense. Maybe that’s why you reached out after three years of almost silence? Desperation. “Well, I imagine we’ll have to see for ourselves after the holidays.”
“I’m worried about the baby too. Bruce paid off her hospital bills, didn’t he? I heard he sent the hospital a check when he saw the photo on (Y/N)’s Instagram.” Tim took yet another carrot. Alfred turned. Tim had a furrow in his brow. “I’m scared for her, Alfred. It’s hard to be a single mother especially now days.”
Alfred reached over to pat Tim’s hand. “We’ll help her as much as we can.” He smiled when he heard Jason shouting that he was home with a Christmas present for everyone. “I believe Master Jason is home.”
Tim grinned, getting to his feet and jogging out of the room. Alfred paused to wash his hands. He frowned slightly as he wondered if what Tim had said was true. The few emails and calls you made to him over the years did sound like you were struggling slightly. Troublesome living situations, having multiple jobs at the same time. He did send you money a few times as well especially when you found out you were pregnant.
Alfred dried his hands and followed the noise to the main entryway. You were being hugged by Dick while Jason held your baby. Cass and Tim were peeking at her, cooing softly. Damian stood back with a scowl. “Miss (Y/N), I’m glad you made it.” Alfred opened his arms for you. Dick let you go and you ran to Alfred.
“I’m so happy to see you.” You held him tight, hiding your face in his shoulder like you used to do when you were younger. “Thank you for everything.”
“You’re welcome, Miss (Y/N), but you don’t need to thank us.” Alfred rubbed your back, feeling his shoulder dampen from your tears. “Collect yourself, Miss (Y/N).”
You sniffled, pulling away from him to wipe a few tears with your sleeve. “Sorry.” You smiled. “Do you want to meet your great-granddaughter?” You turned, taking your baby from Jason. The others followed you, still waiting to get a good look at her. Alfred took the baby into his arms, sighing at how beautiful she was.
“She looks so much like you, Miss (Y/N).” Alfred chuckled, rocking her gently.
“TT, she’s a Wayne. Of course, she looks like her.” Damian crossed his arms. You blinked at him before ruffling Damian’s hair. He gasped, batting your hand away. However, a hint of a smile pulled at his lips.
The baby slowly opened her eyes. Alfred smiled, seeing how beautiful they were. A little hand came out of the blanket she was wrapped in. Perfect little fingers and delicate fingernails. “Is Dad here?” you asked, wringing your hands.
“He’s in the study, brooding.” Dick chuckled, nudging your side as Cass gave you a hug. “You should probably go let him know you’re here. Otherwise, he’ll never come out.”
“Cool.” You bit your lip.
“I’ll watch over your daughter. Go talk to Master Bruce.” Alfred smiled, knowing you would be the only one to get Bruce out of the office and to join the rest of the family.
“Thanks Alfred.” You shared a look with your siblings. “If I’m not out in twenty minutes, send Titus to save me.” You winked at Damian before slipping out of the room.
“May I?” Cass held out her arms for the baby. Alfred smiled and handed her over. Cass gasped at her niece. cooing at her softly. Alfred glanced toward the direction you went, hoping your conversation with Bruce would go well.
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You knocked on Bruce’s office door. Nerves ate at your stomach. Shame made you feel hollow inside. You never planned to have to come back to your father like this, but life happened.
“I’m not in the mood to be lectured, Alfred,” Bruce said inside.
You smiled sadly before opening the door. “It’s not Alfred.” You almost laughed when Bruce fell out of his chair at the sight of you. The one and only time you surprised him. “Hi Dad.”
“(Y/N).” Bruce got to his feet, staring at you in disbelief and worry. “How…why are you here?”
You bit your lip. Your heart pounded like a jackhammer. “I came for Christmas. Alfred said I’m always invited and I figured I should since I wanted everyone to meet my daughter.” You swallowed the rest of the reason. The fact you needed money and you were homeless. That you wanted your daughter’s first Christmas to be somewhere warm and safe with people that loved her.
Bruce’s lips twitched. You tensed, knowing you probably didn’t hide it as well as you thought. “I’m glad you’re here.” He slowly came to you, opening his arms. You felt a tear slid down your cheek as you ran into his arms. He hugged you tight and for the first time in a long time, you felt secure.
A sob slipped out of you. You buried your face in his shoulder. Bruce rubbed your back, humming to soothe you. “You’re okay. I’m here now,” he mumbled, rocking you gently.
“I’m so sorry.” You gasped, letting out all the stress and tears you held in for so long. “I didn’t mean what I said when I ran away.”
“I know.” Bruce kissed the top of your head. You sobbed hard, your entire body shaking. “I’m proud of you. You made your way on your own like you swore to me you would.”
A lump formed in your throat. “No, I didn’t.” You sniffled, looking up at you as you felt another wave of tears come. “I had to work three different jobs just to stay in a small room in a house with five roommates. Even then, I was barely making it. Then I made a mistake and got pregnant. They kicked me out of the house after she was born and I had to live in my car.” You pulled away from him to rub your eyes with your sleeves. “Then when I came here, my car broke down and I was so scared that someone would find out and take my baby away.”
Bruce blinked. “We’ll figure that out now.” He took your hand and led you to sit down on the couch. “You’re not in this alone, (Y/N). You never were.”
“I said I didn’t need you. That I wished you weren’t my father,” you coughed, choking slightly on your tears. “How could I dare come back to ask for something?”
Bruce hummed as he handed you a tissue. “Sweetheart, did you honestly think I wouldn’t help you? I’ve kept tabs on you, even paid off your hospital bill.” You flinched in surprise. Now it made sense why they haven’t called you about your first payment yet. A weight lifted off your back at the thought.
A loud cry came from somewhere in the house. You got to your feet. “I think she’s hungry. I better go.” Bruce stood with you.
“I’ll come with you. I’d like to meet my first grandchild.” He smiled, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “You can stay here as long as you like, (Y/N). We have more than enough room.”
Fresh tears came to your eyes. Your hormones were still out of whack. “Thanks Dad.” The two of you left to follow the sound of your daughter’s cry.
***
“(Y/N), your stocking is still in here too,” Tim said, holding up the stocking you had since you were little. You smiled as you adjusted your daughter under the breastfeeding cover. The whole family was in the living room, snacking on cookies and veggies. Bruce sat on the couch with you, waiting for your daughter to finish eating so he could hold her again.
“Wow, I guess Alfred never did throw things away.” You laughed. Tim hung up your stocking on the mantle with the rest of the family’s.
Alfred clicked his tongue. “I guess we’re missing one member of the family now.” He reached into a bag and removed a brand new stocking with your daughter’s name on it. You gasped, tears filling your eyes again.
“Aww, thank you, Alfred.” You swallowed hard, glancing down at your daughter. She fell asleep with your nipple in her mouth. You moved her gently out from the cover and handed her to Bruce while you covered yourself.
“Cute.” Cass took it and hung it up with the rest. “Whole family.”
You smiled, glancing at Bruce to see him cooing softly to your daughter as he rocked her. Alfred secretly took a picture. You knew you would find it framed somewhere. “Alfred, can I help in the kitchen?” you asked when you saw him hand the camera to Tim to take more secretive pictures.
“Of course, Miss (Y/N).” Alfred nodded, gesturing for you to follow him.
“You got her, Dad?” you asked, glancing back at Bruce who’s eyes were only on his little granddaughter.
“I’m good.” Bruce looked back at you. “Don’t worry.” You nodded and left the room.
“Miss (Y/N), if you could start on the pie filling for my special blueberry pie.” Alfred moved to check the turkey in the oven again. You grinned, finding the bowls where they have always been.
It brought back memories of other Christmases where you and Alfred made blueberry pies. You were the only one to know the recipe since the others were always too busy to learn. “Of course.”
Alfred turned on the radio and the two of you worked silently. You finished the pie, sliding it into the oven as Alfred took the turkey out. “Can I help?” Dick asked as he peeked around the corner of the doorway.
“Set the table, Master Dick. Dinner should almost be ready,” Alfred said with a smile. You peeked at the turkey, the smell making your mouth water. It was a long way from the cans of cold beans you had been eating the last few days.
Alfred handed you a bowl of steamed vegetables. You smiled, going to join Dick in the dining room. “Hey sis.” Dick smirked at you as he carefully set plate mats down.
“Hey yourself.” You rolled your eyes as you set the vegetables down and moved to help him. “How have you been?”
“Good, considering.” Dick bit his lip, eyeing you. “I wish you would have called me if you were in so much trouble.”
You frowned, pausing with a stack of plates in your arms. Jason must have mention it to him. “I was trying to do it on my own, Dick. You know about that.”
“Yeah.” Dick gave you a half-smile. “But we made a pact to always look out for each other.”
You snorted. “That was when you were eleven and I was ten.”
“Still applies.” He reached over to squeeze your elbow. “Just remember I’m always a call away.”
You rolled your eyes, heart warmed by his words. “This goes both ways, you know. If you need me, I’ll be there.”
Dick nodded, letting his hair fall into his eyes. You set the plates down to brush it away. “For example, if I want cuddles from my niece, you better be there.”
“I’m sure I can make that work for you.” You laughed, hugging him tight. Dick hugged you back, lifting you up. “I missed you, Dick.”
“I missed you too.” You buried your face into his shoulder. “You guys have to stop making me cry.”
Dick laughed, spinning you around. “Can’t help that.”
“Careful with the dishes,” Alfred scolded with a smile as he came in with the bowl of mashed potatoes. You and Dick laughed, spinning faster. You couldn’t remember the last time you laughed so much.
***
Once dinner was done, most of the family left to go out into the city on patrol. You, Alfred, and Damian were the only ones left. Alfred and you wrapped presents on the living room floor while Damian stared at your daughter who was fast sleep in a portable sleeper Alfred had dug out of somewhere.
Alfred nudged your arm, nodding over to Damian. You smirked over at him. Everyone thought it was odd that Damian didn’t go on patrol with them. You sensed what he stayed for. “Damian, did you want to hold her?” You got to your feet and went over to sit next to him.
“TT,” he huffed, blushing slightly. You picked her up. She whined slightly before settling back down.
“Hold your arms like mine.” Damian copied you, sitting flat on the floor. “You have to support her head, and hold her close to your chest.” You handed Damian your daughter. He tensed when he felt the little life in his arms.
“I can feel her heartbeat.” Damian had a shadow of a smile on his lips.
You smiled and moved back to wrap another present. Damian held her stiffly for a while until eventually he started to rock her. Alfred sneaked a photo of the two. You shared a smile with him, pretending not to watch them. Damian held her until she woke up crying for another meal.
***
You headed upstairs with your daughter in your arms. “I have your old bedroom opened,” Alfred said, following you.
“Thanks Alfred,” you whispered as you walked down the hall toward your bedroom. It was next to Dick’s old room and across from Bruce’s. Inside was almost untouched except for the fresh sheets and the bassinet in the corner. “Wow, you left it the same.”
“Well except for a few additions.” Alfred moved over to the bassinet. You went over and gently laid your daughter down inside. “I’ll need more time to open up the nursery.”
“You don’t need to do that, Alfred.” You bit your lip. Guilt haunted you. Everyone was making such an effort for you. “This is enough.”
Alfred took your shoulders and turned you to face him. “Miss (Y/N), let us help you. This is your home. It is open to both of you.” Your lips trembled. Alfred pulled away before you cried again. Stupid hormones. “Now go to sleep.”
“Good night, Alfred.” You watched him go with a stray tear running down your cheek. The relief you felt was endless. No matter what your daughter was going to be taken care of in the best way possible.
***
“Wake up, (Y/N),” Jason whispered in your ear. You moaned, opening one eye to see your brother smirking at you in the bright morning light. “Breakfast is ready and there are presents downstairs.”
You turned to bury your face into your pillow. “Jay, my daughter was up three times last night, please let me sleep.”
Suddenly, your blankets were gone and you were scooped up into Jason’s arms. You shrieked, smacking his shoulder. Jason just laughed and carried you out the door. “Wait, my baby.” You reached back toward the room.
“Cass has her. She picked her up before I woke you up.” Jason carried you downstairs. You relaxed, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Then I forgive you.” You kissed his cheek. “Merry Christmas, Jay.”
“Merry Christmas, sis.” Jason brought you to the kitchen and sat you down at the breakfast table where the rest of the family was waiting. You searched for your daughter, relaxing when you saw Tim had her. “Can we eat now?” Jason asked, taking the seat next to you.
“Now we may.” Alfred set a giant plate of waffles in the center of the table. “Merry Christmas.”
Everyone dug in. You filled your plate and looked around the table. It felt so strange to be home, surrounded by family. You glanced at your daughter who was passed back to Bruce. He rocked her and met your eye. You smiled back at him, glad you took that chance to reconnect with him. Taking a bite from your plate, you sighed and were thankful for everything this family could give you and your daughter.
What’s Old Is New - Cassandra Cain Martial Dance Robin v2-133 2005-02 Detective Comics 950 2017-04
She flows through her opponents like they were a modern dance troupe that spent weeks carefully rehearsing each move, and now they’re finally giving their grand performance.
Not a wasted gesture, or step, or kick, or jab.
From time to time, she’ll steal a move from the dancers. Almost to see if she can change the nature of the fight through a kind of grace.
Remember this Batfantasy I started back in 2018 !? Where it just started as human Bruce adopting some mythical kids and then- suddently.
he was the only human on earth apparently.
For those who are not aware, (*) are genetically modified :
Damian (*) : half human, half incubi, his wings and tails are covered of a steel like material. it’s very. Sharp. Cass (*) : Tengu, her feathers, while very fluff, were modifier to be as hard as steal when dripped in water Jason (*) : used to be just human with lots of strenght. Then he took a dip in Lazarus and awaken his vampire gene fully Kon (*) : well. he is. part Kal and part Luthor so- Bart (*) : you know…. the… due to the…. Reach experiment………… he can either turn deer with hooves or like Wally and Barry, kinda were rabbit. His ears are a mix and don’t change.
Most of the information can be find if you go through the batfantasy tag, tho I didn’t tagged every post, so feel free to search by name tag.
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