#justice league unlimited imagines

[jupiter-letters]

Dating Oliver Queen would include:

Fem!Reader or GN!Reader TW: Suggestive content

A/N: There is not enough oliver queen fics on the internet like this man is so fine. 😩😩😩 You guys need to wake up and appreciate him I'm so serious. This is gonna be based off comic/jlu oliver since I don't rock with the live action one. We don't like live action counter parts in these parts.

In the beginning it doesn't take much for him to work up the courage to ask you out. You weren't having it at first given his reputation, all the girls and boys couldn't get enough of Oliver Queen. This inital skepticism in his motives leads to him trying to win you over, aka impressing you. This results in a cute little back and forth with you two. Him going bigger and bigger with his gestures and you shaking your head amused at his antics. You do cave eventually seeing how far he'll go to get your attention.

You can't go on missions with him at all. At first he's taking everything as seriously as he's supposed to but, the last half he's fooling around.

God forbid it's a stakeout, yeah you both need to keep a look out but he just wants to kiss you for 5 minutes that's all. He teases you about it too he's so annoying. He'll get real close when you're looking out your binoculars and whisper in your ear, "Come on honey you know you wanna kiss me." wink wink nudge nudge. Of course you end up making out on a rooftop only stopping when an explosion goes off in the distance.

He loves taking you on trips, spoiling you in general. Even if you insist you don't need anything he just likes giving you stuff. You need new headphones? Got it. You need a new car, say no more he's got it.

When things get difficult he likes to try to joke just to see you smile, or elevate some tension. Oliver isn't the type of guy to do nothing when his partner is feeling down. He at his core is very proactive, if the jokes don't work he'll make your favorite drink or take you for a drive.

If you are a superhero/vigilante, he makes sure he gets paired up with you so he can have your back. Powers or no powers he doesn't want you to go alone. If you're a civilian, he checks in on you during missions. He could be mid-fight and call you about how your day was. "So....What are you wearing?" SMASH! CRASH! SHATTER! "Hang on one sec honey!" When he does get injured he tries to play it off like it's not as bad as it actually is. He'll melt when you take of his injuries, he'll never be quieter than when you do that.

He really doesn't like to sleep without you, some nights he gets nightmares about being back on the island. You're always there to comfort him after, being able to hold you when you both sleep is very grounding for him. Being able to wake up next to you is best part of his day, he likes to sneak off while you're sleeping and make pancakes.

Having to go with him undercover to gather intel, he going to have a very hard time concentrating when you get dressed up. He's having a conversation with Bruce and Dick when you walk in. As soon as you come into his view his mind goes blank for a moment. Dick has to snap his fingers in front of Oliver's face to bring him back to Earth. He CANNOT be away from you all night after that, of course you get the info you need but he won't stop complimenting you.

"Yeah I agree with you gorgeous." "Of course beautiful, duly noted." "Creeps like that aren't coming anywhere near you pretty." "You might be too smart for me good-looking." "I can't wait to get out of here you look stunning tonight."

He is your biggest fan, when he wants to make a decision he asks for your input. In the watchtower and the hall of justice, during mission briefings he makes sure you can voice your opinion uninterrupted. He'll even buy merch of your superhero logo, you might walk into his mansion and see him wearing a shirt with your logo on it. Oliver may even get you a green arrow shirt and look at you like this 🥺🥺 to get you to wear it.

Thanks for reading! Lemme know what you think. Please like or reblog if you like my stuff.

[unmotivatedwrit3r]

One in Eleven Million (ch. 3)

damian wayne x reader x jonathan kent

(A/N): Can you tell my ADHD brain has no sense of time? I was fully like 'oh yeah it's been a week' and it's actually been 3, I am so sorry. Thank you to everyone following this series; it is complete so I swear you will get the full story! (Also shoutout to @glorified-red for body doubling w/ me and being overall amazing; I appreciate you.)

Previous chapters linked here and here.

wc: ~1050

warnings: mentions of non-graphic injury

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Damian’s bicep throbbed and he switched his rolling carry-on to his other hand. He’d disinfected, stitched, and wrapped the bullet graze, but that was hours ago now and he hadn’t kept any painkillers in his backpack. Even if they weren’t in his carry-on, he wouldn’t have pulled them out on the plane. As much as he’d learned about the stranger he and Jon were sitting with, he didn’t trust you enough for that. 

Jon’s carry-on bag was loud, wheels clattering against the floor and echoing in the mostly empty airport. It was a small bag and a cheap one, bought mostly for appearances and convenience. Damian’s, on the other hand, was from a safe house 90 minutes away from the airport. It was the only reason he hadn’t been stopped at security with Batman WE technology in the hidden compartment. Jon’s suit—sans the belt in Damian’s suitcase—got through security with no problems. 

He may not trust them farther than Jon could presently throw them, but Damian could at least admit that the stranger on the plane was an unexpected boon. With Jon already on edge from the solar flare and subsequent stranding and Damian himself running on not enough sleep and an even smaller social battery, having a gruff, immoveable asshole in between them would have made the flight more torturous than it was destined to be. With these delays, even more so. A childish part of Damian wanted to call Richard back and say that they did need a pick-up, actually. Some combination of pride and exhaustion stopped him. A few steps ahead, Jon’s laugh rang out, joined quickly by a laugh made familiar by only the last few hours. 

Fine so it was pride, exhaustion, and seeing Jon happy. Sue him. 

While Jon followed your—yes he knew your name, he just didn’t know you enough to use it yet—guidance through the airport, Damian watched the signs. The literal ones and the body language ones. Nothing on the plane ride had given him reason to think the stranger meant any harm, but Damian was raised with extreme paranoia on all sides of his family. Jon was his family too, though, and with his super senses compromised, Damian’s instinct would have to do. 

“Okay so since this is a shuttle, I think it’s this door.” Damian looked up at the sign you were pointing to. Zone 8, it read, Airport Shuttles. Jon shrugged.

“Looks right.”

He took the lead this time and you followed. Damian stayed behind, eyes catching on your backpack. You don’t have clothes with you, he remembered. By the looks of it, you didn’t have much with you at all. 

There was a shuttle leaving by the time the three of you reached the platform. 

“Excuse me,” you asked a woman standing nearby. Damian vaguely recognized her from the boarding line. “Are you here for the hotel shuttles?” The woman turned around, launching into a tirade.

Damian took the distraction for a chance to talk to Jon. 

“No change right?” Jon shook his head, hands rubbing up and down his arms. 

“None. I didn’t really expect any this early. Maybe tomorrow if I’m lucky? Or the day after.” 

Damian swung his backpack off of his shoulder to pull his jacket off. 

“You’re not regulating temperature properly—” 

Jon’s hand on his arm stopped him. 

“Your arm.” Damian cursed under his breath and pulled the jacket back on. 

“How long’s it been since you changed that?” Jon asked. 

“I’ll change it at the hotel, it’s fine.” 

“It’s not.” 

In the corner of his eye, Damian watched you extricate yourself from the tirade. 

“You’re not one to talk, currently,” he said. “It’s barely chilly out and you’re shivering.” Jon’s response was curtailed by your return. 

“Oh but the Metropolis folks aren’t built for this kind of weather, don’t you know? It’s clear skies with a chance of red cape sightings over there.” Your own jacket was still on, though unzipped. 

A snort of laughter escaped Damian before he could hold it back. Damian blamed it on the fatigue. He blamed the spark of gratification he got when you delighted in his reaction on that too. Jon rolled his eyes. 

“Yeah yeah, very funny.”

Your eyes locked onto something behind Jon and Damian tracked your gaze to the shuttle. Jon took a step back as it parked right beside him. 

“Bluiett, Archanza, Helioz!” Yelled the driver. 

Jon extended his arm, ushering you inside. 

“After you.” 

“Thanks.” 

Damian clambered on after Jon. He’d taken a seat across from you. Damian sat next to him. 

The shuttle ride was, for the most part, quiet until the first stop. 

“I don’t have any pajamas,” you lamented, head dropping back against the window behind you. “Or toiletries.” 

Damian wasn’t sure if you were expecting an answer, even if he did know what to say. Jon’s eyebrows wrinkled. Damian thought his thinking face was adorable. Jon thought it was embarrassing.

“You can borrow something of mine if you want?” Jon offered. Damian held back a smile. Jon had very little clothes-wise in his carry on—just sweatpants, an extra set of jeans, a t-shirt or two, and underwear. And a Superman suit. But still, he offered. You smiled awkwardly, eyes dipping down to where your own backpack rested on your lap. 

“Um, no I’m good. But thanks.” 

Damian’s eyes tracked your face. For the first time all evening, he found what he was looking for. You didn’t quite trust them either, not yet. You were wary of them. Not afraid, not like you were when you got on the plane, but wary. Jon and he were strangers and you knew it. 

“Even hotels as bad as these should provide some sort of soap,” Damian offered. 

For the first time all night, your hopeful smile was directed at him. 

“Yeah, I forgot about that, thanks.” The relief in your voice told him you were being genuine. Damian nodded in return, giving into the smile tugging at the corner of his lips. 

“I think I’m taking sleep over a shower anyway,” Jon added. 

“Easy for you to say when there’s options,” you teased back at him. Damian might not have laughed the way Jon did, but he cracked a smile nonetheless.When the three of you parted in the hotel elevator—you on your own on the second floor and he and Jon together on the third—Damian might not have known everything there was to know about you, but his instincts whispered trust. Good enough for him.

[darkdevasofdestruction]

It Has Always Been You ~ Batman x Healing Powers!Reader

I wrote this, sort of because I really missed DCAU and the Justice League, sort of because I love the Batman cartoon shows, sort of because I wanted to have something written as a Christmas and End of the year present, sort of because I’m also this -><- close to reaching the 4k milestone ~ So, there you have it! I love the Batman cartoon version so much more than the Movie live action versions, and I can barely find Justice League related content in here. Tried my best :) Hope you enjoy it and Happy Holidays~!

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Summary: Reader is Batman’s childhood best friend and was there when his parents died. Though he has grown distant even from Reader, he still cherishes her deeply and sends her gifts to make her know he’s still there for her. But when Batman goes missing, can Reader get in contact with the Justice League and rescue him?

“Slow down, children, slow down. Bruce, you know Y/N will spend the night over, you two have all the time to play after dinner.” Bruce’s mum, Martha, hummed in amusement, clinging to her husband’s arm. “It’s alright, Martha, let them be. They’re not bothering anyone.” Thomas smiled dearly at his wife. “O, my masked vigilante hero! O, my Zorro! Come save your dear Elena de la Vega from the awful villain!” Y/N giggled at her best friend, twirling in that pretty dress of hers. “I shall save you, my dear Elena! But first, let us spar! En garde!” the two children rolled the flyers tightly and started playing sword-fight with them. “Ahh, okay, you win, you win. Damn - If I were stronger, I could hold you up like Zorro with Elena.” Bruce huffed, looking down. “That just means you have to remain my friend long enough for you to get strong like Zorro and do just that!” Y/N threw her arms around the boy’s neck, kissing his cheek, smiling as his cheeks flushed. “Yes, yes, yes! I’ll do just that! Just you wait - I’ll be taller than even dad, and stronger!” he laughed boastfully. “If you’re the strong one, that just means I’m the fast one, yes? You have yet to beat me in a speed contest.” her grin widened playfully, before slowly reaching her hand to his shoulder and tapping him all of a sudden. “Tag! You’re it, Zorro!” giggling cheerfully, Y/N started sprinting ahead, hearing Bruce chasing after her through the dark alley - Only to see the girl bump into a man, just a little shorter than his dad, but possibly just as strong, as he watched Y/N stumble backwards. The man caught her by the shoulder, stopping her from falling. “O-Oh... Forgive me, mister, I wasn’t watching where I was going.” she tried to take a step back, but the grip on her shoulder was beginning to hurt her. “U-Uhm... Please... Let me go.” looking up at the man towering over her, she not only saw his ugly, malicious face, but the glint of metal in the moonlight. Y/N squealed in panic, struggling to get away from him, but failing. “You’ve got quite the pretty necklace, pretty girl. How about you give it to me?” he sneered under his breath, and grinned disgustingly as he watched the girl tear up and shaking, but also nodding her head and reaching out to take the necklace off - Only for him to grab it before she could take it off and rip it off painfully, pushing her to the ground. “Y/N!” Bruce ran past the man and knelt to her side, gathering her up in his arms. “Did he hurt you?” “I-I’m fine!” she sniffled, though the burning around her neck from the necklace still hurt. “Now, how about the purse, lady? And the pearls.” the man threatened Bruce’s parents, this time, without shying away from hiding the pistol. “We are going to cooperate, mister. First, my wallet  - Here, take it. Now let me take her necklace off...” but the gun went off before Thomas could retriever the necklace, and all the pearls fell to the ground, each with its own clink. “NO!” Martha watched horrified as her husband’s bloody, dead body fell to the wet, cobbled ground. “Bruce! Y/N! Run away! Now!” were her last words before she, too, succumbed to the irrational behaviour of the criminal. “Wallet, purse, necklace... Good bounty. Now, what else can I get before someone alerts the cops? Ah, yes. Boy! Gimme that watch!” the man approached the two frightened and stunned children whose eyes were peeled to the two fallen ones’ corpses on the ground. Still and unmoving. “NOW, BOY!” the man punched Bruce hard enough to knock him to the ground. “DON’T HURT HIM, YOU EVIL MAN!” Y/N jumped and clinged to his wrist, biting and clawing at him as hard as he could - The culprit let out a scream and dropped the gun to the ground. In his anger, he punched the little girl to the ground and mounted her petite form, strangling her.  “You pathetic little worm, how DARE you attack me?! I’ll watch the life leave your eyes... Or maybe I should snatch the expensive dress off you first? I always had a thing for... Destroying and corrupting cute, innocent little things like you.” his laugh was going to haunt the two children for the rest of their lives. “R-Run... Br-Bruce...!” through her whimpers, tears and gasps for air, Y/N managed to struggle some words out. But the boy couldn’t leave his spot, glued to the wall, on the ground. “Y---.... Y/N... N-No...” he was trembling uncontrollably. “Daddy... Mummy... No... Y/N... Not you too...” Bruce was spiraling so hard, that he was only brought back to reality by another very loud, resounding gunshot. He stopped breathing. Y/N was dead. “Gah... So heavy... I can’t...” but... That was Y/N’s voice... How...?! “A bit of help, please...” focusing his gaze, he saw the criminal’s body flat and lame over Y/N’s small one. They were sitting in a pool of blood, as the girl tried to claw her way from underneath his disgusting body. But Bruce couldn’t move. Instead, people alerted by the there gunshots, and cops alike, came by and helped the little, crying girl. Bruce was useless. He could not speak a single word of what happened. The shock and trauma of being mugged, brutalized and having his parents killed before his very eyes were enough to shut his brain down. Instead, it was Y/N who spoke to the police as many times as it was needed, explaining the situation, the struggle - Everything, it perfect detail.

“Bruce. You can come stay with me and my family. O-Or, if you want to stay at your own home, with Alfred, just know that you can always come have sleepovers at mine. At if you want me to, I can come over any day and night you feel like it. Okay?” but the boy only nodded his head. The life and vitality were lost from his eyes, and since that day, Y/N realised that Bruce Wayne was never going to be the same sweet and energetic little boy that she knew. And who could blame him, really? Even she changed.

Y/N wasn’t outgoing and cheerful anymore either - Instead, she kept more to herself and became more or less anti-social. Not that she minded the company of people, but she preferred to stay alone, rather than surrounded by idiots who only gossip and bring nothing interesting to the conversation. She was done playing around with childish people... It was just... Exhausting and draining. And oh, how much of a nuisance her classmates can be.

She had hoped, at least, that her friendship with Bruce would remain as strong as it always was - Alas, it wasn’t that way. No matter how much she tried to either cling to him, or give him his very much needed space, he would never go out of his way to contact her, and even in school, he wouldn’t even look at her. Was she reminding him of his trauma? Of that awful night? Was he blaming her for running into that stranger and possibly triggering the events that unfolded?

No, her Bruce wasn’t like that. She was sure he wasn’t like that. After all, he still wore the special crush bracelet that she made for him - Every day, in fact - So he doesn’t hate her, he just needs his time. Still, she missed him dearly.

Though he was barely speaking to anyone, Y/N would always find little gifts either on her desk, in at home - And she needn’t any name on it, she knew who it was from. Be that chocolate on Valentine’s day, or a flower on women’s day, a festive gift for Christmas, or something grand for her birthday - It did not matter. Bruce never forgot about her, nor to write a few words on a pretty letter. He still cared for her so deeply - In fact, it was only her and Alfred that remained in his heart. There was only so much he could take in that small, little child heart of his.

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Bruce woke up with a jolt - Now, in a sitting position, he was panting for air, feeling the abundant sweat drip down his forehead. For how long was he going to have that dreadful nightmare? His whole life? It’s been decades now, can’t he get a rest already? It only seems to get worse around the time of important events, namely his or Y/N’s birthday or Christmas. He’d usually go and gaze at the old portraits of his parents, but it only felt bittersweet.

Returning to his bed and drinking a glass of water, he looks at the calendar. Just as he suspected, another year had already lapsed, and it was Y/N’s birthday. His head shifted slightly, and he spared a glance at the beautifully wrapped gift box on his desk. No matter how much he insisted, Alfred never let him wrap the gift himself, saying he wants to do something for the young Mistress... And always, he goes around, reproaching him for not calling her over more often. What an old food, as if he can afford endangering even her, of all people. Bruce was so deathly terrified of the countless villains around the world, and especially those in Gotham, that he was too afraid to allow her to get any closer to him... Just like how they were when they were little.

In a way, his wish had become true, but at what cost? A masked vigilante with a code name, just like Zorro... But where was his Elena de la Vega? His beautiful Elena was kept at bay by Zorro himself, instead of staying by her side. He was truly... Pathetic.

Looking at the clock, he realised the time had already passed, and he should start getting ready to leave the manor. Every year, he would take the day off and spend it at Y/N’s house, all cozy, just like they used to. Maybe a movie, a TV series, or a silly sitcom. Sometimes, he encourages her to play that strategy game she has been playing since very little - Somehow, he was fascinated by how easy it was for the girl to lead an army and defeat her enemies during campaigns so easily, utilizing her allies, armada, spells and resources so well. Perhaps, if he were into video games, he too would be able to accomplish such feats - Yet for some reason, it only looked appealing when she played and talked about the scenarios and why she does what she does. After all, it has been decades since she’s started this game, and she knows those maps better than the layout of her own apartment. 

For such an intelligent person with a keen eye for detail, she still comically always got lost, even in the close proximity of her home. It was hilarious - Yet hail the GPS for aiding her during her most needy of times.

After eating his breakfast at his own leisure, Bruce changed into a comfortable outfit and took his car to Y/N’s home, using the key she had long since gifted him to enter. He was greeted by her puppies that loved him dearly, but he noticed she wasn’t home. Instead, somewhere around his eye length, a paper was pinned to the door, telling him that she was out to do some groceries and she’ll be home soon. With a chuckle, Bruce made his way to the living room and waited, watching TV and petting the dogs sitting on his lap and all over him. - His favourite though was the little, fluffy black one with large ears that was nuzzling her small, wet nose in the crook of his neck. He had gifted her to Y/N for Christmas a few years ago, with a ribbon around her neck, and she was impatiently sitting on a larger gift box, until it had toppled over. The way Y/N eyes were sparkling brighter than the stars themselves and she threw herself on the fluffy carpet and started loving, kissing and cuddling that puppy was all worth looking around pet shelters for weeks on end.

It was so warm in the house, and aromatic fragrances were drunkening him with how sweet and cozy they were, just like the comfortable couch he was laying on. There weren’t many occasions when Bruce would sleep over at her house, but whenever he did, it was on this couch. She did have a spare bedroom, and on many occasions, she told him to share her large bed, saying they used to do that so often when they were children... But he couldn’t. No matter how much he wanted to hold her to his chest and kiss her dearly, to stay by her side as often as before and to carry her around like Zorro with Elena... But how could he endanger the one person he loves so much?

Perhaps Bruce felt so drowsy because he had awoken so early, because of that wretched nightmare, but soon, the man had fallen asleep, along with all the dogs who have retorted to relaxing on his body.

When Y/N had returned home, she was met with the sound of her dogs pitter pattering chaotically around the house, but nothing of Bruce’s presence. Perhaps he was busy fighting crime, she thought, putting the heavy bags on the kitchen table, before going to the living room, where she saw an indent in the couch, and a gift box on the ground, with the bow half undone. Panic started surging through her veins, realising that something bad was going on. Quickly, she fell to the ground and ripped apart the box to make sure it wasn’t some kind of bomb or something - Thankfully, it was just a normal present. Sighing, she raked her fingers through her hair and tried to take a few deep breaths and think properly.

Her eyes started analysing the room, looking for any clues as to what had happened - But found only a small, round thing, looking like a button. It looked to be some sort of ear piece, she thought. It was time to visit Alfred. 

She jumped in her car and sped up to Bruce’s home, bursting through the manor’s doors and calling out for the old butler. “Alfred, something happened to Bruce!” seeing the man at the top of the staircase, she flew up to stand before him. “My living room is a mess... And look, I found this.” she showed the man the ear piece. “I see. Master Bruce was looking forward to spending the day with you. A pity something had to happen. Let us go to the cave, perhaps we can localize his location.” the butler rushed to the Batcave and worked around the many technological devices, but they would only see an imagine from her own living room. Someone knew very well about Bruce’s identity as the Batman, his plans, and went out of his way to remove the tracking device and keep it at the scene of the crime.  “Do you think he was kidnapped?” the girl asked with a mutter. “It is highly possible, however, I advise you not to despair. If we cannot find him, then perhaps I might someone who can.” the butler pointed towards the ear piece. “It is time to call for the Justice League.” “... Those guys on TV who always save the world with their superpowers and... Whatever?” the girl looked skeptical. “Master Bruce once had a slip of the tongue and called them ‘friends’. I would say, if we want any hope of rescuing him, they are the solution.” Alfred spoke, putting his hands around the girl’s own, where the ear piece was placed on her palm. “Please, Miss Y/N, bring him back.” “I will, Alfred. No matter what, I will save Bruce.” she said as she rushed outside, inspecting the ear piece. “Alright now, let’s see how you work.” she muttered to herself, remembering what Bruce would tell her of his friends in the Justice League. 

The one who would answer the intercom was Martian Manhunter. What was his name again? John? No, that was Green Lantern. Something similar though. Jones? Jones something... Ah, yes. John Jones. J’onn J’onzz. Not bad. 

Putting on that ear piece, she activated it. “J’onn? I need help. Batman has disappeared. I need your help to find him.” A low and almost awkward mystical voice had replied to her. “Who are you?” “Is that the important part now, or that we can’t track Batman? Isn’t he your friend? Come on, get me to that space ship something and let’s start looking for him!” any ounce of diplomacy or shyness she might have had was long gone. “We cannot just bring you to our base. Identify yourself and tell us how you know of Batman’s disappearance.” with a frustrated groan, Y/N answered to the skeptic. “I am his childhood best friend. He came over today when I wasn’t home, and the house was a mess -- Can’t we discuss this face to face? The mere fact that I have his ear piece should speak for itself.” thankfully, after a few moments of silence, the Martian had finally teleported her up on the space headquarters of the Justice League - But he was not alone. All the core members were there, looking her down with intimidating looks. “Great, we’ve got the superhero literary circle formed. Now, can we talk about how can we even locate Batman?” she was growing ever impatient. “Who exactly are you, miss? Forgive us for being skeptical, but it’s hard to believe the smartest man I know was so easily kidnapped.” Superman stepped forward - He was the voice of reason of the group. Sighing, Y/N thought about how to prove she was a friend, without revealing his identity. “You are Clark Kent, the journalist. He is John Stewart, ex-architect and formed marine veteran from Detroit. You - Wally West, scientist at the Central City Police Department, Forensics division. You are Diana, the Amazon Princess of Themyscira... And you are Shayera, a detective from Thanagar. Ah, and of course, the last Martian alive, J’onn J’onzz, the one with whom I was talking earlier.” she pointed to each member, flustering them. “Now - Would I know all this, if it weren’t for Batman telling me of his - Friends - As he called you?” the girl asked, crossing her arms to her chest. “The Martian can shapeshift and mind read, Batman said. Go ahead, read my mind, see that I am right, have a look at the crime scene if you can - Just do something!” the girl was exasperated by the stalling. “She is right.” J’onn nodded his head “Then what do we do?” Flash asked. “It’s not exactly often that Bats get in trouble. Usually, he rescues himself before we get around to save him.” “I know. Thing is, I tried tracking him with the device he has at him all the time, but the culprit knew about it and left it at my home. What’s worse, I’m pretty sure he hardly has any of his devices at him.” she explained the problem at hand.  “How do we know we can trust her? Maybe she’s the one who planned this all along, and she’s trying to betray us.” Shayera glared at the girl. “You’d know all about betraying the people you care about, wouldn’t you, Shayera?” Hackgirl was about to slam her mace into the new girl’s head, only to be held back by John and Diana. “But if it is true and Bruce is in danger, we can’t take chances.” the Princess reasoned. “Bruce...? You know his identity?” Y/N’s eyes widened slightly, only to see them all nodding. “Well that makes things easier.” she took out her wallet and showed them a picture of her and Bruce when they were children. It was taken during that dreadful night, but the picture itself was too beautiful not to keep. Bruce had no idea about this, however, nor did she want to remind him of that night like that. “It was taken the night his parents were killed. We were going back home after we watched Zorro at the theater. Our parents were good friends, so we kinda grew up together. We were supposed to have a sleepover at his home after that -- But you know how the rest of the night went, I presume. Now - Can we start looking for him - PLEASE?” Y/N was beginning to get very antsy. “I think that’s more than enough proof. Did you find any clues?” Superman asked. “No. Were it not for the indent in the couch and the gift box on the ground, I wouldn’t have even known he had come over. The ear piece was on the carpet, I almost missed it.” she explained. “Well, there’s no shortage of villains from our world and many others that would try to harm him.” Flash grumbled to himself. “What do we do? Where do we start?” “Is there any way to narrow it down somehow?” John asked. “I... Might have an idea. But it has no base ground at all.” Y/N looked up, thinking. “Like you said, Batman has a ton of enemies, but as far as I’m concerned, he was never attacked as Bruce Wayne, and my home was never in danger either. If any of the villains wanted a direct attack on Batman, they would have made it known in grand fashion - But this is far too stealthy.” Y/N trailed on. “So you’re saying, you don’t think it’s anyone from Gotham?” Flash tried to pick up her train of thoughts, and smiled seeing her nod in approval. “Two months ago, my parents were kidnapped. The man didn’t ask for ransom, but sent Bruce a tape, threatening him directly. He knows Bruce is Batman - How, I cannot tell. Either way, Batman brought him to justice and stuck him in jail. If he’s escaped, then he might be our guy. His name is Martin Davis, and he was a business man who got bankrupt five years ago. That’s... About all I know. “ the worried girl recalled the awful incident and how desperate she was, afraid for her parents’ life. Now, Bruce was in danger, and she had no idea what the culprit wanted, aside from possibly revenge. “That’s good information. Bruce was usually the one looking for intel into people.” Diana spoke, a bit endearing. She seemed taken to the Bat. How cute. “Then it’s time we do the work.” John spoke up. “Until the smart guys find some info on our guy, want a drink?” Flash asked, making the girl look weirdly at him. “Come on, I’m trying to calm you a bit. It’s just some soda.” “Sure.” Y/N muttered, watching as the speedster grinned cheekily and put his arm around the girl guiding her to the cafeteria where they sat at a table, and he came with a drink of each kind, including coffee, tea and hot chocolate. “Thank you, Wally. I appreciate it.” “No problemo!” he exclaimed cheerfully, only to realise the girl was quiet and texting on her phone. “So, uh... You know all about us. Tell me about you.” After finishing texting Alfred about the details from the mission, she placed her phone on the table and propped her jaw on her palm. “Uh... There’s not much about me, I suppose.” she muttered lightly. “I’m a doctor at the Gotham hospital, and I have some healing powers, so the more difficult cases go to me.” she thought over a bit more - It was weird, speaking about herself to a stranger. “I don’t really know what people find interesting when asking about others. I’m... Not really a people person, you know.” she had an awkward smile on her face. “You and Bats both.” Flash chuckled, seeing the resemblance. “What hobbies to you have?” “I like travelling, but I never have the time to do it. I don’t like traveling alone either, so that would be a problem too.” she hummed lightly. “So -- You have superpowers and you like traveling. Cool! Why don’t you join the Justice League? Oh, and - You need a hero suit.” that sunny smile of his made the girl look at him with complete disbelief. “I’m fine with my completely mundane, normal clothes, thanks. I don’t fancy these skin-tight suits... Or latex. Also... I’m, uh... Not exactly hero-material. I couldn’t do it. I’m not selfless like you guys are. Also, I don’t like your no-killing policy. I have a strong vendetta against those who commit awful crimes, like murder, torture, terrorism, rape. Those guys have it easy. They just go to jail. But the victims and their families will be afflicted with trauma for the rest of their lives. More, the justice system is so flawed, that they often get out on parole, bail, or ‘Good behaviour’, only to go on with even worse crimes than before - And the cycle continues.” the man’s smile fell off his face - He could definitely see where she was coming from, and the reality was harsh. “I know, Y/N. I understand. It’s not easy for us either... But there are man other, external threats that are a danger to our whole planet. We could benefit from someone like you. I’ve never seen a hero who has powers of healing others.” the man tried to encourage her.  “Flash... If some Superman-level villain came to destroy Earth... You know, like Darkseid... What will I be able to do? Nothing. I’m literally just a human who can heal wounds, and I can inflict some damage on some with my magic, but it’s really not that big of a deal. Moreover, if a threat came, and I was put in the position to choose, I would sacrifice the whole planet, just to save Bruce, and I mean it.” she said. “That’s the problem with being a superhero. You have to sacrifice everything, and everyone you love, for the greater good of the world, but nobody cares about you and your life.” Y/N explained. “If anything, I’m pretty sure Bats would do anything to save you. Just like you for him. Maybe it can even bring you two closer!” Flash exclaimed, before stammering. “You, uh... You two are together, right?” Y/N’s eyes widened slightly, before looking away. “Uhm... W-Well...” “Wait -- No...! Don’t tell me --” she nodded at him. “Oh, what an idiot! He can’t just-- Ahhhh, Batman, Batman, Batman. I’ll have a talk with him when we find him!” he hit his fist on his chest. “It’s... Really okay. We, uh... We’ll find something.” she sighed, shaking her head. “By the way -  Can I be the Best Man to your wedding? I play the matchmaker game now!” a small blush painted her face.  “I, uh... Really can’t see that happening... But, I mean, I suppose... Sure? Although I think you’ll have to fight Superman for that title. Maybe... Maid of Honour?” Y/N chuckled lightly, watching the crestfallen expression on his face. “Oh, come on! How mean!” he whined like a little child. He was adorable, and Y/N was grateful that it was him who comforted her. She didn’t think anyone else could do what he had done in distracting her.

After some more light chatting, Flash received a message on his ear piece that they had uncovered information about the culprit, and they embarked on one of the javelins, following the coordinates towards what seemed to be a private island, far away, into the middle of the Pacific, and it was even covered by a force field that made it invisible to the naked eye, but the space ship was far more technologically advanced than this creation.

At first, they thought it might be overkill, so many members of the justice league, going after a single man, in this rather large island - But this man had done his homework, and one by one, the heroes were brought down. First, it was Superman, who got shot with Kryptonite, of all things. Then, Green Lantern was injected with some kind of psychological gadget that made John think he was blind, and in his frenzy, not only was he unable to visualise and create objects with his lantern, but he couldn’t focus either. Flash was next, and he got paralysed, trying to save Y/N from the gun shot. Shayera was also easy to break down, with a rough blow to the head.

Where all the members disappeared, Y/N did not know, but at least she still had the Amazon Princess with her. She had just about the perfect kind of raw strength that was able to destroy walls and deflect shots, whilst Y/N would use magic shields to engulf the projectile launchers, making them implode. It was this way that they finally reached the final room, where Bruce was laying on what looked like a sacrificial stone table. “Bruce!” Diana called out his name, rushing to his side. “DIANA, NO!” Y/N yelled at her, but it was far too late - The Princess, in her rush, was taken down and immobilised by the enemy who was, indeed, the man who had once kidnapped her parents. Martin Davis. “Alright, let’s not waste our breaths, what do you want?” “Y/N, Y/N, Y/N. You shouldn’t have come here. You should have remained content with your parents safe - But no, you had to come over and watch your darling Batman die. How quaint.” he laughed menacingly, stepping next to the table and slapping the unconscious man’s chest. “Look around you. What does this look like?” he asked, a wide, wicked grin on his face. “A ritual room.” Y/N realised - It hadn’t taken long, for the room looked an awful much like the clichee environment of a Maya civilisation sacrification chamber. It was half horrifying and half hilarious, but the situation at hand was, by far, the creepiest thing she’s ever seen. “So... Why do you want to sacrifice Bruce?” she asked, trying to keep herself steady and come up with a plan, as the villain started speaking. “Because my daughter died.” the man growled. “She is about your age. She died not long ago. My wife, too, died in childbirth, so Annie was all I had left... Until she was taken away from me by a disease. I had gone bankrupt, using all the company money to save her, get her the best treatments at the best hospitals... But it wasn’t enough.” he spoke. “For the past months, I started stalking Bruce Wayne, being one of the wealthiest men in Gotham - And I tracked him to your house. You’re a civilian, it was easy to get information on you - So I kidnapped your parents and asked for ransom from the millionaire... But who would have thought, he was really Batman. I had got no money, and my daughter died, all alone in that damned hospital room.” tears of sorrow and rage were stinging his eyes. “It was in Arkham Asylum that I heard about this... Gimmick. A sort of ritual that can bring back the dead, and you must sacrifice another. And it’s perfect! I wanted my revenge - Batman killed my daughter! He deserves to die! Now, do you understand me?! You were livid with fear, you were desperate when your parents were taken away! And, look at you - A normal person, going out of her way, seeking help from everyone, just to get this man back to safety - You UNDERSTAND me, girl! You get me! So - If you get me, you won’t interfere, will you?! If you do, I’ll kill you too! Maybe I can bring back my wife too!” he yelled at the girl, but in his blind rage, but also hope, he didn’t realise the small sparkle of light blue that was moving towards Bruce. This spark was Y/N’s magic, reaching to heal the man and wake him up. Hopefully, he would help her out in taking the villain down. “I understand you. More or less, I do. I am also the kind of person who would sacrifice everyone else, as long as the person I love is safe.” the girl nodded, trying her best not to glance his way and give away her plan. “But it’s been weeks since your daughter died, and years since the death of your wife. What will happen if you bring them back to life? Will they be human again? Where did you hear of this ritual.” she tried to pry more. She could feel that Bruce was fine overall, save for his unconsciousness - But based on her experience, he should wake up soon. “A criminal told me about this ritual, and I started researching it in great detail, had my acolytes look it up, even go to the place where the Mayans had done these things. Frankly - I don’t care what they come back as. Hell, they can even be zombies for all I care -  I just want them back.” the man grinned once again. “And I will NOT be denied.” “Well, I am sorry to say, but the dead must be allowed to rest. There is no way I would let you sacrifice anyone, especially the man I love, just to try your hand at some silly ritual. Didn’t you know that all the Gods the Mayans believed in never existed to begin with? Human sacrifice was useless. Nothing good came out of that.” she explained, taking a step forward, and then another, only to see the man take out a knife. “A stupid little girl with no powers can’t stop me! I will be the one who kills Batman! And when he’s dead, I will hack into the Wayne corp and transfer all his money into my own bank account!” Martin tried to rush to the man laying on the stone table - Diana’s scream of his name reminded Y/N that she was still there, and now awake, though incapacitated. Y/N leapt onto the villain, wrestling him on the ground, all while keeping her focus on healing Bruce - But she was just human, and she had no superior strength like the other members of the League did. “You won’t touch him.” the girl had mounted his waist, both hands gripping onto his wrist, keeping it away from her face. “Fuck off, mate.” she sneered, only to get an uppercut punch in the chin and thrown off to the ground, only to have the man above her. “Get off!” she tried to claw away at his face and avoided a stab to the face, but for someone who only knew some basic martial arts and was almost terrified of weapons - Without powers, how can you defend yourself? Should have really taken Bruce’s offer of teaching her at least Kickboxing seriously... What a fool she’s been. “NO! NOT UNTIL I GET MY REVENGE! NOT UNTIL I GET MY FAMILY BACK!” Y/N wasn’t sure if her strength was failing her, or if he was getting stronger, but the force he applied with each punch, and each time he tried to strangle her, was a bit too much for her. “I... Won’t... Let you... Touch him...” the more she struggled, the more powerless she felt, and her muscles were quickly failing her. Was she going to end up strangled to death, before she could save Bruce? “I just can’t WAIT to see that fucker’s face when he sees your dead body.” the man’s laughter, however, was cut short as he was roughly punched away. “I’d like to see you try.” the familiar velvety yet somewhat gruff voice of the Batman resounded through the room. He was pissed. Bruce grabbed the man by the neck of his shirt and broke his arm, throwing away the knife he was holding, before beating him half to death. Y/N whistled, very impressed - It was not often that he saw Batman in action, but especially now, as he was wearing only his underpants, she could see every muscle in his body flexing with every hit he shot at the culprit, rendering him unconscious. “Honestly... If I could do that, you would have already been home, with a tea cup in your hand and watching TV.” she chuckled lightly. “Forgive me for taking so long. You must have been nervous.” she got helped up and brought into a tight embrace by the man. “I wasn’t. In fact, I have no idea what happened or how I got here. I was asleep the whole time.” he spoke, worry in his eyes as his hand reluctantly reached to caress her face, wiping away the blood dripping down her bottom lip. “Oh. Well, that’s for the best. Oh - Uhm... Here. This is from Alfred. He thought you might be needing this. Right as always, that one.” smiling bashfully, Y/N took her bag and revealed the Batman suit that was neatly packed inside, and the utility belt next to it. “You must be cold. Go ahead and change. We have to save the rest of the league.” she chuckled lightly. “Will you tell me what in the world happened?” he rose his eyebrow skeptically, but a smug smirk played on his lips. “Oh, well... It is... Sort of a long story. I’ll tell you when we go back, alright?” without thinking much about it, she helped the man dorn his hero suit, fixing it in place. “Did he hurt you?” “No. I’m fine.” he said, not yet putting his mask on. “But you aren’t.” “What do you mean? I’m fine, aren’t I? I’m not hurt.” she blinked in surprise. “Yes, you are. You’ve got cuts and forming bruises all over. You shouldn’t have come. You’re not a fighter, you’re a healer.” but the Bat was surprised, seeing her smile at him. “Look around, Bruce. All the fighters were taken down. I’m all that’s left standing here to save you from being sacrificed to the Maya Gods. How about some appreciation?” she chuckled at him, and though the man was still scared for her well-being, he brought her into an embrace once again. “And if I didn’t wake up when I did, it would have been you, the sacrifice.” he spoke in a low voice. “I should have woken up sooner. If I didn’t... I don’t want what happened on that night to happen again. Especially not with you. I can’t lose you, Y/N. Never do something so reckless again.” it wasn’t often he let out his vulnerable side to someone else that wasn’t Alfred, but as long as no one else but she would hear it, it was fine. “It’s okay, Bruce. I’m okay. Don’t worry anymore. Look at me - I’m alright.” she placed her hands on his face, shifting his head down to look at her. “Y/N... It is twice now that you jumped in front of mortal danger to save me. Once, you had to kill someone. You were just eight years old. Because of my lack of action, I let you fight off a man with a gun, who tried to assault and kill you. Now, decades later, the same thing happens. You jump to stop a man from stabbing me, and you get beaten up in the process. It is all my fault... I should have done a better job at protecting you. Forgive me.” the guilt and self-hatred he was feeling was so deep, that he was completely unable to show any logical emotion. “Oh, Bruce, you silly man.” raising to her tippy toes, Y/N brought the man into a sweet kiss. “We were just children back then - What could you have done? I never blamed you for that, so please, don’t blame yourself now either. It is my fault that I turned down your self defense lessons. Besides, you have kept me safe for so long... Even from yourself. Please don’t do that anymore. I miss my best friend... I miss my Zorro.” her voice made his heart do leaps upon leaps, and he was left with his mouth agape. “Y/N, I...” he wasn’t able to speak anymore. “Don’t worry about endangering me anymore.” she reassured him. “When you formed the Justice League, you wanted me to join, to know that I am safe. I refused back then... And I still think I’m not suitable for the hero life. But Flash got me thinking for a while. I’m not a strong fighter, and probably I’ll never be a real addition to a team saving the world - But I can at least do my best to keep you save, either on the field, or back at the base - Remarkable space HQ, by the way - So... I’m fine joining... If you’ll still have me.” Batman could only stare down at the woman in front of him, and his speech moved him. He couldn’t help but tease her, though. “Don’t you know it is unprofessional to date a co-worker?” it earned an amused giggle from the girl. “Though, I suppose I can make an exception.” “So, am I dating Bruce Wayne, or Batman? Or maybe I am Elena de la Vega again?” she smiled sweetly at him, her hands resting on his chest. “Which ever you want.” he muttered, putting a protective arm around her waist. “Then - Can I have all three?” Bruce reached to pick her chin, raising it to have a look at her. “How awfully greedy of you. I almost don’t recognise you.” that smile on his face was absolutely priceless - And Bruce could see the love in her eyes, all addressed to him. “I am, when it comes to you, and I have always been this way.” but a sarcastic remark from Diana reminded the two that people were actually in danger, so Bruce put on his Bat hood and the two went on ahead to liberate the Amazon Princess, before looking to save everyone else.

They were able to remove the Kryptonite from Superman’s body, and Y/N cured Flash of his paralysed state, while Batman used some of his gadgets to have John’s hypnotic state erased and realise he isn’t actually blind. Shayera was already up and awake, with only the restraints left to be undone.

With everyone rescued, they ran out to get on the spaceship - The Island was in auto-destruct mode, and they just narrowly escaped the explosion. The villain was apprehended and locked back in Arkham, and now, everyone was back at the space HQ.

“So...! All’s well that ends well!” Flash grinned widely, running between Y/N and Batman, putting his arms around their shoulders. “Right, you two~?” “Everyone is safe and the criminal was jailed. I’d say we’re doing well.” Y/N replied innocently, and Batman grunted in agreement, shrugging the other hero off him. “You never told us you had a partner, Bruce.” Diana pointed out, seemingly hurt. Batman remembered all the times she had flirted with him, and felt guilty. “I don’t discuss my private life with anyone.” he spoke, impersonally. “It has to be recent anyway. Remember that cheetah villain, when he was captured by Luthor and the Joker? And Catwoman? And Talia Al Ghul? Jezebel. Zatanna. Poison Ivy. Harley Quinn. Hell, didn’t you and Wonder Woman kiss?” Shayera looked at him with shock and disgust. “Who’d have thought Batman was such a playboy!” Flash laughed, slapping the man’s shoulder light-heartedly. “Sex sells.” Y/N and Bruce spoke simultaneously. “If I had a penny for every time Bruce was able to seduce his way out of trouble, it would be me the billionaire, not him.” Y/N smirked up at the man in cause, who simply huffed and looked away. “And you’re okay with that?!” Shayera’s eyes went wide. “As long as he comes home alive, then yes, I don’t see the problem. I also don’t think anyone should bother commenting on his private life, considering how messy and filled with drama all of your intimate life is - Switching partners every now and then, betraying people, betraying other people, switching again - Need I go on?” Y/N rolled her eyes. “It’s been 32 years and it has always been Y/N. I don’t need to explain anything to anyone. Let’s go.” Batman picked the girl up in his arms, nodding his head at J’onn to get him back home, to the right coordinates. “I WANNA BE INVITED TO THE WEDDING --” Flash’s yell was the last thing they heard before they were teleported back to Y/N’s home, where it all began. “What? Y/N promised to make me the Best Man.” he grinned up at Superman, who could only shake his head and chuckle at him, but also, at seeing that his dear friend also had someone he loved so dearly close to him, just like he had Lois.

Diana was disappointed, her hand clutching at her heart - If he was seeing someone, why not just say so? She felt led on and disappointed. She wanted to return to her home and meditate. Shayera was enraged by this new woman who dared cross her and shade her so openly, in front of everyone, and it was John’s job to calm her down, while also fearing that Mari might catch them and misunderstand. It was only J’onn that nodded to himself, seeing that the woman would be a good addition to the team, as there was no superhero who could heal others - Though he truly wondered at the extent of her powers.

Back at Y/N’s home, she had taken his hood down, yet he wouldn’t put her down. Instead, he was looking at her with a smug half-smile. “What?” Y/N chuckled at the man, urging him to speak. “I was just thinking - I should have done that a long time ago.” he admitted. “As soon as I was able to hold you, like Zorro held Elena. Can you forgive me for not holding my end of the promise?” “You’re doing it now. I say, you did exactly as you promised you would.” she grinned sweetly at him. “It’s been a lot of years since then, but you never failed to show me that you care for me. It never mattered for me, as long as I still had you in my life... I did miss you, though.” she continued, a bit nostalgic. “Are you sure you want to join the League?” he asked, sitting down on the couch, with her still in his arms, over his lap. “If it helps me see you more, then yes. Also - It’s about time I get more excitement in my life... And learn how to defend myself. I’ll be damned before I let another weirdo with a silly weapon bring me down like that.” she admitted simply. “I can help with that.” he smirked again. “Y/N. Let’s have a sleepover.” “Sweet. I’ll go find something for you to sleep in. Order something to eat, will you? The groceries are all but stale by now, and I’d rather not get a frozen pizza.” Y/N hopped off and rushed to her room, returning with some of the old sleeping clothes that he left some time ago. When she returned to the living room, Bruce was standing, and holding something in his hands - It was a beautiful necklace. “Where’d you find this?! I was never able to find it online -” Y/N stared down at the beautiful gemstone necklace he was holding. “Is there anything that Bruce Wayne, rich guy, can’t do?” he asked with a chuckle, placing the jewellery around her neck. “It looks just as good. Only you can make it even more beautiful than it already is.” Y/N traced the necklace gingerly. It was the exact replica on the necklace she had torn away from her neck, all those years ago. It was a birthday gift from the Waynes, and she was so excited to wear it on her theater ‘date’ with Bruce... Only to have it ripped and destroyed during the altercation of that night. To think that the old Bat could pull off something like this... She shouldn’t be surprised though, this man was resourceful above all else. “Thank you.” Y/N was breathless, and tears were gleaming in her eyes. “Happy Birthday, Y/N.” he leaned down to press a soft kiss on her forehead. “You know what would make it really happy~?” she asked, watching the man raise a questioning eyebrow. “If you do that thing which you don’t like, but I absolutely love.” the look of defeat in his eyes, and that sigh, only made the woman grin as she embraced the man, listening to his soothing baritone voice sing a beautiful blues song.

Am I blue? Am I blue? Ain't these tears In these eyes tellin' you?

And though they swayed together for who knew how long, Bruce muttered one last thing, before sharing one more kiss for the night.

It has always been you, the one I love.

[beestriker015]

Wonder Woman x male civilian s/o

Diana has been dating s/o for a little over 2 years now.

She met him during a fight between the Justice League and Darkseid, s/o trying to save a child who was buried under some debris.

Diana was impressed with his selfless act and wanted to get to know him better after Darkseid was dealt with, her helping s/o successfully saving the child.

She learned that s/o worked at a coffee shop in Metropolis as a barista, and so she went there every day to get to know him.

S/o and Diana became infatuated with each other and soon started dating, her revealing to him that she’s Wonder Woman early on in the relationship as to not keep any secrets from him.

S/o is very supportive of his girlfriend’s heroics, but that doesn’t stop him from worrying about her.

He always kisses her goodbye before she goes on mission.

“I love you Diana, promise me you’ll be safe ok?”

“I love you too s/o, and I promise that I’ll be fine.”

When she’s not busy with Justice League stuff, Diana loves to spend as much time with s/o as she can.

Dinner dates and romantic nights together are quite common between the two.

S/o not being a hero means that Diana can be quite protective over him, almost motherly to an extent.

If he were to be injured in any way by a villain, Diana would go on a rampage.

“Hurting my s/o was a grave mistake. I won’t kill you, but I swear to Hera that you’ll pay for every scratch or bruise on his person.”

When the threat is ended, Diana would coddle s/o until his wounds heal.

“Don’t worry my love, I will take care of you as your injuries heal.”

Her mother Hippolyta is accepting of s/o and his relationship with her daughter, seeing how happy Diana is with him.

Diana doesn’t get jealous easily, but when someone flirts with or hits on her boyfriend, she can get a little peeved.

“Excuse me, I’m sorry to tell you this, but s/o is already in a relationship.”

She says calmly yet firmly to the girl/guy making a move on s/o.

When he/she leaves, she hugs s/o tightly while muttering one word under her breath:

“…mine.”

She’ll never admit it, but Diana secretly tries to make s/o jealous by spending more and more time with Batman.

It doesn’t go as planned as s/o starts to believe that Diana doesn’t want to be with him anymore, causing her to feel really bad and apologize to her boyfriend profusely.

“Please forgive me my love, I went too far. I only wanted to make you jealous, not cause you to doubt our relationship. Believe me when I say that I only have eyes for you s/o, my heart goes to you and you alone.”

The two make up quickly and put the whole thing behind them (Diana still feels bad though).

After being together for so long, Diana decides that s/o is the person she wishes to spend the rest of her life with, so she begins to plan how she’s gonna propose to him.

She takes him to the place of their first date and gets down on one knee while pulling out a small box with a ring in it from her purse.

“S/o, being with you has been the greatest thing to ever happen to me since I first came to Man’s world. I truly believe that you and I have been chosen by the gods to be together, so would you make me the happiest woman in Man’s world and be my husband?”

S/o smiles and nods, pulling Diana into a warm embrace.

“Of course I’ll marry you Diana, I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”

Diana sheds a few happy tears, knowing she and her s/o have a lifetime of love and happiness ahead of them.

[orion-nottson]

i simply believe in my heart of hearts that the metro tower has this giant wall inside where the JL commissioned artists to paint a giant, collective mural of each leaguer, capturing every heroes likeness and energy, from the main seven to the lesser knowns, and it’s just a beautiful snapshot of color, heroism, smiles, and justice and that’s just so important to me rn

[personinthepalace]

Today I learned that Amy Acker played both Huntress in Justice League Unlimited and Nova/Astrid in Once Upon A Time!

[nelkcats]

Overprotective Father

Of all the things that Danny imagined when he decided to release Dan from his prison, he never thought that he would become his father. And while it was a little weird, he could see the point in it. Dan wasn't his future self, he was a combination between him and Vlad (something he really hated to think about), meaning, technically his son.

Dan also seemed uncomfortable with the new arrangement but he seemed much happier, and since being given access to the castle garden he was actually quite calm. Probably because of his unlimited access to ghost fruits. Who knew that all it took to stop his attempts of world conquest was a couple of ghost strawberries?

The father/son thing continued to be awkward, but they actually grew to like it (as much as Dan denied it). And that was okay, until Dan started... dating people.

And that was fine, really, Dan could date whoever he wanted (although he was too young in the halfa's opinion) but his choices weren't ideal: King Shark, Metron, Constantine, Darkseid, Bane, Morpheus, Brainiac, Deadshot, and more were added to the list. Even as the Ghost King Danny had a headache just thinking about it.

Danny didn't know what the hell Dan was seeing in them, but he decided it was time to interfere. Unfortunately for the Justice League, Danny decided to act like a father just as Dan started dating one of their members. So now an overprotective Ghost King was giving the entire meeting a shovel talk. Ellie was laughing in the background as Dan covered his face, his father was fucking embarrassing.

[lunamugetsu]

I see a lot of people going with the idea that if Danny were to be captured and tortured by the GIW, that the main people that would find him are Young Justice, Teen Titans or the Justice League main heroes.

So I raise you this idea.

The one who finds the GIW facility that's keeping Danny prisoner is The Question. The resident faceless conspiracy theorist hero that works for the Justice League. (the one I'm thinking of is the guy from Justice League Unlimited. The one that got together with Huntress. You can imagine this with the Renee Montoya version if you want, but I'm just thinking of the guy Question)

Now hear me out. The Question is known for having crazy conspiracy theories and in the the cartoon, Supergirl asks Green Arrow why they have the Question on the roster for the Justice League since he has such crazy theories, he must be insane. And Green Arrow replies with that some of his theories have actually turned out to be true.

So couple that with how The Question gets crazy theories and he does investigate them on his own time. It wouldn't be a stretch that he finds out that there's an obscure government agency that he instantly starts getting suspicious of as there's very rarely any documentation he can find about it. But what hammers his suspicions in is the obscene amount of money that's being pumped into that agency and a serious of facilities that somehow exist and yet also do not exist but he knows it's real because some of them required a humongous power grid to be able to have the facility function.

The Question starts investigating the facilities. Going undercover finding obscure ways to get into the building. He gets in finds a super secure, heavily fortified area that he could tell where most of the energy is being powered to keep locked. He finds the lab areas where he can see the autopsy tables all with machinery that are definitely raise some eyebrows. He starts downloading information about the facility from their servers and finds that the codes to unlock the area that was blocked to him before.

He goes to investigate that area and low and behold, who does he see but an imprisoned Danny who has clearly been tortured. The Question would then go "well I'm breaking him out" and just does an impromptu jail break and takes the kid which sounds the alarm. They're getting the heck out of there. The Question contacts the Justice League gets him and the kid to the Watchtower.

Later on Danny is staying with the Question, because Danny need a place to stay and he's cool with the faceless dude that saved him from his prison. The dude is like super chill with all of the stuff he talks about and actively listening to everything he talked about. Even adding comments of his own like

"I knew it! Lunch Ladies are connected with creation of the mystery meat! And they're funded by the government so they can use it as a brain control weapon to control the future generation!"

or

"The politicians of today could possibly be possessed by the ghosts of the past. They're unwilling to relinquish any power they possessed even in the afterlife!"

Plus, Danny's like completely cool with making food and cleaning up after Question. Because one, the food doesn't come to life and try to attack him like it does at home. And two, the man keeps all of his conspiracy stuff pretty organized so there was hardly anything for Danny to clean up. And sure the guy has a weird lifestyle with things such as brushing his teeth with baking soda because he says fluoride is used by the government to be able to see the people better from their satellites. Or that he'll look through everybody's garbage and would sometimes drag Danny with him to help, which he later learns is a great way to gather information about someone. And having conversations with the dude is kind of creepy when he can't see the dude's face, but he gets used to it and then starts practicing his shape shifting to see freak out the other heroes when they see he has no face.

Meanwhile The Question would have moments while working where he's like "Wait! Did I feed the kid this morning?" also Huntress is there because she doesn't trust her boyfriend at keeping a human being alive, even if they are half dead.

[airis-hunter]

I just had a fanfic idea!

So it takes place during justice league unlimited S2 E7, Clash

When Captain Marvel and Superman are fighting Superman is about to hit Captain Marvel again when Danny Phantom in full ghost king gear appears in from of CM or swoops in from behind him and punches Superman or or omg! He could stop the punch with only one hand! Omg...

First option: punches Superman

Danny would appear in front of CM and punch Superman with a right hook down wards, throwing Superman to the ground and creating a giant crater. Danny would glare down at him as he floats in front of CM.

Second option: stops Supermans punch

Both options after Danny steps in: If you lay another hand on my son I will personally see to it you have the worst afterlife imaginable.

[cerealboxlore]

Good morning babes, time for angst

So y'all know that one episode of Justice League Unlimited, "Kid Stuff", right? Where Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, and Green Latern (John Stewart) got turned into kids by Morgan Le Fey to defeat her son, Mordred. At the end of the episode, Batman says, "I haven't been a kid since I was eight years old."

Think about that. Now. Think of Billy Batson, AKA, Captain Marvel (Shazam), the secret child superhero who's been losing his childhood thanks to being the Champion of Magic. The age where he starts being Captain Marvel varies, but imagine if he got his powers at only eight years old.

Imagine Billy becoming a member of the Justice League only a few months later, and being a superhero for years. His coworkers were none the wiser, not even Batman.

Billy having so much responsibility and the weight of the magical world on his shoulders from a very young age, and he's never once had someone help him or asked for help (besides the Wizard and Tawny). He's encountered so many dangerous threats and attacks on his life, both as Captain Marvel and ad Billy, but continues to fight everyday for the sake of everyone else. He loves his city, his friends, and the people that will never know him. He's truly pure of heart.

Now. Imagine an accident happening years later when Billy is like 15 years old, where his age gets revealed to the league and everything is in chaos. Members are confused, upset, angry, shocked, but most of all, they just don't know what to think. An important member of the league has been revealed to be a kid this entire time in secret, hiding it from them for so long.

A meeting is immediately held and Captain Marvel is forced to attend not as Captain Marvel, but as Billy Batson. The chair and tables feel so much higher than before to him, but he sits down at his regular seat and looks at everyone in the eyes. They argue, question him about everything, but Billy is surprisingly calm and mature about everything. He shouldn't be this mature. He'd still a kid, someone says.

"I haven't been a kid since I was eight years old." A sentence that gives Batman chills. Billy hasn't been a kid in so long, and neither has he.

He never knew it before, but they were so alike this whole time. Opposite on the spectrum, but still the same. Two sides of one coin are still made of the same material.

Maybe that was why Batman speaks up for Billy after that, and stands up for him to continue being a league member.

[madman479r]

Son Goku X Wonder Woman Gibslythe Ship Table (Updated version)

Context:

Goku at the end of GT.

Wonder Woman from the Justice League / Unlimited animated series.

Goku was suddenly thrown into the DC universe after a training accident in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. He realises he's on Earth, just not his Earth and sees it's in trouble from the invading aliens in "Secret Origins" episode.

Big/Little Spoon: Goku isn't a still sleeper, moving all over the bed in an undignified manner but when Diana wishes to cuddle, Goku is always the big spoon, despite being shorter than her.

Lends/Borrows Clothes: Goku is willing to lend Diana some spare Gi for training, doesn't help that he kinda finds it attractive on Diana.

Doesn't/Does Use Pet Names: Goku nor Diana are ones to use pet names, though Diana will say "My love" in private. Goku doesn't really use Pet names because he never really saw the reason for it.

Introverted/Extroverted: Goku is the definition of an extrovert, always happy to see the world and the adventures he may come across. He's spontaneous, loves fun and has the ability to live in the moment. Diana lived most her life on a secluded island so she's eager to see the rest of the world, and she's happy to have Goku be the one to join her.

Awkward AF/Cool as a Cucumber: Both Goku and Diana are experienced warriors, being cool and collected under stressful and dangerous situations, however, in worst case scenarios, both can allow emotions to overcome them and control their actions.

Confesses First/Waits For Confession: Diana doesn't beat around the bush and told Goku her feelings as soon as she was sure what she felt was love. Goku hadn't felt this way about a woman since Chi-Chi and had basically unintentionally told Diana he loved her.

"You know, I kinda feel weird when I'm with you."

"Oh? How so do you mean?"

"It's just that the last time I felt this way with someone was with Chi-Chi."

"Chi-Chi... the woman who was your wife?"

"Yeah. I really loved her, she made my heart beat fast, my skin feel tingly and I was always happy seeing her. So I'm kinda confused on why I'm feeling this way with you."

"Oh?... Oh!"

Screams About/Squashes Bugs: Goku doesn't kill bugs, preferring to just remove them. Diana is the same, especially after seeing Goku's kind heart to all living life.

Drives/Can't Drive: Goku did pass his driving test and can drive a car, but after years of not driving he's gotten rusty. Though he's been forbidden from flying the team's jet used in the Justice League. Diana is a better pilot than driver.

Can't Cook/Makes Dinner: Goku can never hold a candle to Chi-Chi's culinary skills, but he knows how to cook basic stuff like raw meat, and his days as a farmer let him learn what the best fruits and vegetables look and taste like. Diana is similar but was taught by the cooks of Themyscira so she knows more than Goku does at least.

Horny AF/Asexual: Both are natural warriors, whose blood boils in the heat of battle. Saiyan men love strong women, be it in physical strength or will, and Diana certainly has both those. Sparring with Diana can get Goku excited in more ways than one and half the time after a good session Goku is certainly in the mood. Diana also finds herself drawn to Goku, a strong, kind man who doesn't look down on women but instead is amazed and excited by them. Goku is the exact opposite to how men are depicted by her mother and Diana is all to pleased by that.

Top/Bottom: Being from a female dominant island and raised to be a powerful and independent woman, Diana likes being on top but is willing to let Goku take the reins. Goku is a switch, happy and fine with being either top or bottom, as long as he and his partner are happy and feeling good.

Has More/Has No Relationship Experience: Goku was married to Chi-Chi, so he certainly has more experience than Diana.

How it happened:

I like to imagine the romance happened gradually, after all this is a action based show. For Goku, he didn't imagine he'd fall in love with someone other than Chi-Chi, he also didn't realise that he was actually feeling romantic emotions for Diana.

For Diana, she's fascinated by Goku, who he is, his history and wanted to get to know more of the kind yet powerful stranger. Over time, her fascination changes to feelings of love and she wanted to get closer to the Saiyan.

Handling Conflict:

Goku doesn't have a mean bone in his body, nor does he really hold grudges, look at half his friends in the Z fighters, he's also very laid back kind of guy, never really worrying about issues. He never really has any issues with Diana or anything she does.

Diana is closer to the middle when it comes to forgiveness, depending on the scenario. If its something trivial, Diana can brush it off and easily forgive but hates it when Goku risks his life or gets overly carried away in a fight with enemies.

Relationship Attitude:

Diana is the more dedicated of the two (Not to say Goku doesn't care), since she's never been in a relationship before so its exciting for her and she wants to make the most of it. She's also a balance of doing PDA and being reserved, happy to show Goku affection but doesn't feel the need to broadcast it for everyone to see.

Goku certainly wants to put the effort in with Diana, but just like with Chi-Chi, he doesn't feel the need to go on extravagant dates, more of 'go with the flow' kind of guy and he's more comfortable with displaying affection for Diana.

Showing affection:

Goku is a master fighter, a master tactician and master adaptor, but he's no master with words, but he's certainly affectionate with his actions, hugging and kissing Diana, also sparring. With both Goku and Diana being fighters, they display their emotions through action and combat, hell a big reason Goku loves Diana is because she's a warrior as well.

Diana would definitely be the one to initiate acts of affection more and she's a good balance of verbal and non-verbal affection.

Dealing With Jealousy:

Goku doesn't feel jealous, even when he sees other men leer at or try to flirt with Diana, he knows Diana loves him.

Diana on the other hand can't help but get annoyed by how other women, both civilian and heroine, ogle or try their luck with him, but finds it amusing how dumbfounded those women become by Goku's naivety. She also likes it when Goku shows her attention if and when he notices her jealousy.

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Goku trusts Diana and her capabilities as a warrior so he isn't overprotective, especially because he knows Diana is prideful and won't interfere unless it's serious or potentially fatal. He's also independent, having been alone quite a few times without issue.

Diana was a part of a warrior society that believed in protecting their own in a fight. She'll respect his desire to fight his opponents on his own but hates when it's against enemies that shouldn't be dealt with alone.

[tachvintlogic]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Fandoms: Danny Phantom, Justice League & Justice League Unlimited (Cartoons), Justice League - All Media Types, DCU

Characters: Danny Fenton, Diana (Wonder Woman), Clark Kent, Bruce Wayne, Wally West, John Stewart (DCU), J'onn J'onzz, Original Characters

Additional Tags: Drinking Games, Drinking, Astronaut Danny Fenton, Ghost Biology (Danny Phantom), Weird Biology

Words: 2,837

Summary: Danny and his buddies from the Artemis mission are in Houston having a drink when 6 of the buffest people imaginable walk in and start having a drinking contest. The girl with the physique of an Amazonian warrior appears to be unbeatable, but Danny has a trick up his sleeve that can win him the day.

Based on @stealingyourbones prompt 17

[beestriker015]

Yandere Zatanna x male s/o

Zatanna met s/o during one of her shows, becoming instantly enamored by his smile and good looks.

“That man! He’s the most handsome guy I’ve ever seen!”

She thinks to herself as her eyes slowly met s/o’s as if it were happening in slow motion.

The magician knew from the very moment she locked eyes with him…that s/o is the person she wants to make her own.

Right after the show was over, Zatanna quickly approached s/o before he could leave.

“Hi there, I hope you enjoyed the show. What’s your name handsome?”

She asks him with a seductive voice and a smirk on her face.

He blushed and introduced himself to her.

“S/o huh? Nice name. Let me cut to the chase, I want you to be my boyfriend.”

He politely turned her down, saying he isn’t looking for a relationship right now.

Her smirk quickly transitioned into a small frown, and then into a scowl.

“Well then, I’m sorry……sorry for leading you to believe you actually have a choice in the matter!”

She says while pulling out her wand, causing s/o to back away nervously.

“W-what are you gonna do?!”

“Don’t fret my dear s/o, I’m not going to hurt you. I’m going to make you mine!

Zatanna begins casting her spell.

“Ekam mih llaf yldam ni evol htiw em!”

Suddenly, s/o’s eyes change into hearts for a few seconds before returning to normal and turns his attention to the black-haired magician.

“Zatanna, I…I…I love you!”

He exclaims before kissing Zatanna passionately, much to her shock and pleasure.

“W-wow, you’re a good kisser s/o. Maybe I made the spell a little too strong. Eh, oh well.”

She and s/o then officially become a couple, no one other than herself knowing what she had done to him.

Despite essentially brainwashing him, Zatanna is a genuinely sweet and loving girlfriend to s/o.

Their dates often include classic romantic scenarios, like walks in the park, candlelight dinners, going to the carnival, spending time at the beach, etc.

Even though s/o is madly in love with her and only her, Zatanna still gets jealous around other women.

If any girl (or the occasional guy), would try and flirt with s/o, Zatanna would turn that person into either a dove or a rabbit to be used in her shows.

Speaking of which, s/o is Zatanna’s personal assistant in her magic shows, happy to help the woman he’s been love struck by with her act.

What Zatanna doesn’t know is that the spell she casted on s/o is not permanent, and will wear off sooner or later.

And indeed it did one day when she and s/o were on a date at the beach, the spell wearing off when they arrived much to Zatanna’s ignorance.

As the date went on however, Zatanna could tell something was different about s/o, eventually putting two and two together and figuring out the truth.

She quickly takes s/o somewhere private as to avoid any onlookers and eavesdroppers.

“…hey s/o, the spell I casted on you faded didn’t it?”

He looked at her nervously and nodded.

A part of her wanted to recast the spell immediately, but another part was curious as to why he didn’t try to run away or get angry with her as soon as the spell’s effect wore off.

The latter part won and she promptly asked s/o the question that’s eating away at her.

“Why then? Why didn’t you try to escape or yell at me for mind controlling you?”

He nervously twiddled his thumbs and looked at her.

“W-well, what you did to me was wrong, but I remembered everything we did while I was under your love spell and I guess I…actually enjoyed being your boyfriend.”

She looks at him with a shocked expression on her face.

“R-really?”

“Yeah, and I wouldn’t mind if we could…y’know…start over? Just without the brainwashing this time ok?”

She smiles and agrees.

“I’ll do anything just as long as you’re mine. I love you s/o.”

“I love you too Zatanna.”

They both embrace, Zatanna smiling to herself that her darling s/o loves her, and of his own free will this time.

However, s/o does not know about what his girlfriend did to anyone who flirted with him while he was under her spell.

And that’s exactly the way Zatanna wants it to be.

[docgold13]

You know I'm always reminded that Miss Martian was a White Martian so like imagine if she was in the DCAU coming from the nightmare factory that was the Imperium.

She was in the DCAU. Timm and company stated that the animated feature, Justice League versus The Fatal Five is part of the official BTAS/DCAU. There are some inconsistencies: The Persuader has different armor and Bloodsport has changed ethnicities, but was meant as an official continuation of where things left off between the last episode of Justice League Unlimited and the first episode of Batman Beyond.

That aside, the matter certainly begs the question of who exactly is Miss Martian?

My guess is that she was either a part of The Imperium that branched off and gained individualized autonomy... or maybe she is a Red Martian (like Jemm Son of Saturn). Or maybe she is clone or some sort of legit relative of J'onn J'onzz. All viable options.

[daiyu-amaya]

Can we see more ideas / prompts / headcanons for your ships? I love them so much!

Soooo here's a fun idea that's been bouncing around in my head for about a week now, not sure If I'll actually write something for it but it's funny to me...And while it's not my typical ship or one I've written I thought this would be fun to share 😊

Oh! Btw I just started watching the Justice League cartoon on Netflix, so this is probably what got my mind on JL lol Typically I'm just a batman fan and pretty much ignored the JL in general. Someone pointed out that I miss a lot of batman storyline that way and should watch JL and JL Unlimited. Thus spawned a fun little story idea after watching the first four episodes 😂

So basically, Superman for whatever reason goes to the watchtower expecting just Jon to be up there and stumbles on Jon and Bruce for lack of better words making out. Embarrassed he splutters catching Jon's and Bruce's attention, the watch as he hightails it out of the area. (I kind of imagine them in a non-descript area rather than a specific place in the watchtower as again I've watched very little.)

Both men are a little amused by Sups being so embarrassed and Bruce at least plans on teasing the hell out of his friend for his reaction. Jon maybe also thinking along similar lines or not ehhh not too sure with him at this point to say for sure what I'd make him do but why wouldn't he tease sups too?

Eventually of course they would have to tell everyone their involved and deal with all the questions. Bruce and Jon went through this with Bruces kids already so they would be more amused than annoyed in my opinion.

[jesncin]

I remember reading one of your asks on how you would like to do Batman and Wonder Woman's rouges right if you DID re-imagine them, so here are some recommendations.

For the Batman stuff, your best shots are looking at B:TAS/TNBA (A lot of the rouges were done wonderful there), The Arkham Games (Riddler, Bane, Catwoman, Scarecrow, and Penguin, but Joker is there too), and The Batman 2022 (Once again Catwoman, Riddler, Penguin, and if we want to get into it Gotham's corruption). The Non-B:TAS pieces of media are dark, but they're not edgy dark thankfully so you can pull some pieces from there for Inso.

Now for getting Wonder Woman's rouges right, the best recommendations I have is just reading up on greek mythology and picking up some of the old school, pre-52 Wonder Woman comics to see what elements of from those characters you can pick apart and remix into something faithful yet modern. I mean its what the B:TAS crew did, and one of the reasons why the show is still iconic.

You don't have to follow this advice, but just be aware that you have years of media to help you.

Oh thank you for the recommendations! :D

I've watched all of those Bat media already! I'm a big DCAU fan (finally finished re-watching Justice League Unlimited wahoo), I followed the Arkham games closely in college (where I really became a Bat-fan), and I re-watched The Batman 2022 recently! It's a delight. I tee-hee-d the whole time, what a treat. These adaptations just do such a good job that I don't know what else to add! Like what's there for me to change up? At most Scarecrow is definitely underdone in BTAS and the Arkham Games, so there's creatively wiggle room to reimagine him. But the others? Dunno yet until I look into them more.

Yeah that's honestly exactly my struggle with Wonder Woman, haha. You basically need a lot of homework before tackling adapting her (at least the way I do it)- not only does she have a ton of comics and re-imaginings, but Greek mythology on top of that? Woof I have not attended Wonder Woman university yet where I'd have to major in mythology and history, and minor in "what did this male writer do wrong this time" haha.

I'm so intimately familiar with Martian Manhunter's stories at this point (even without having read all of them, pre-Crisis and many Justice League comics are holes in my knowledge, still-) that I can spot character arc pitfalls and the weaknesses of an adaptation immediately. I know all the plots writers re-cycle with him at this point- so I know where to innovate and where I can pull a through line from. I don't know Diana well enough to do that yet.