When You Become A Fan Of Other Superheroes, Like Batman, Superman, WW, Or Any Other, It Goes Like This:

You don’t know how desperately I need the Justice League to pull up to the Rock of Eternity cause they need the help of the all powerful and all knowing Champion of Magic, only to see a kid playing with toy cars making “vroom!” noises and to face the realisation that this is the person who can control all magic in the world

Idk about you, but it’s very important to me that Cassandra Cain has a scratchy and sore sounding voice paired with an accent that is completely unique.

Like, that girl was homeless and wandering the US for around 9 years! Pairing that with the fact she didn’t use her voice often/at all for the first 17 years of her life then of course her voice will sound weird from the disuse!

batman would hate me because I’d insist on pockets with my costume and he’d argue a utility belt is technically multiple pockets and I wouldn’t take that

Headcanon that Cassandra Cain uses communication cards for when she is overstimulated and can’t get the words out, or she doesn’t quite know the word for it. And Jason snuck a UNO reverse card in with her communication cards and now she uses it unironically and sometimes it doesn’t even make sense.

An equally sleep deprived Tim: go get some sleep, Cass, I’ll patrol.

Cass: *pulls out a fucking UNO reverse card* nuh-uh

*proceeds to knock him out (affectionately) and go on patrol*

———

Some rogue: you’ll never catch me!

Black Bat who cannot be bothered to come up with a response: *pulls out UNO reverse card with no explanation*

Spoiler: *proceeds to drop down from somewhere and onto the rogue* HAHA! UNO REVERSE, BITCH!

———

Jason: Yo mama so fat, her bellybutton arrives home five minutes before she does!

Cass: *pulls out an UNO reverse card*

Jason, who’s been waiting for this day ever since he first put that UNO card in her communication cards: *Smugly pulls out his own UNO reverse card*

Cass, undeterred: *Pulls out a second UNO reverse card that Jason didn’t give her*

Jason, surprised but prepared: *pulls out another reverse card*

This just ends with them having to clean up like over 50 cards because Alfred got cross with them just standing there and throwing cards at each other.

———

Black Bat: *runs out of bat-a-rangs so for the rest of her patrol she just throws UNO reverse cards at rogues and for some reason it works almost as well*

Some random civilian: *records Black Bat just pelting some mugger with UNO reverse cards* What the fuck.

———

Later on some reporter got lucky and managed to shove a microphone in Black Bat’s face before she could grapple off.

Reporter: could you tell us why you have been spotted using UNO reverse cards as rebuttals to villains?

Black Bat: *very slowly hands the reporter a UNO reverse card whilst making intense eye contact with the camera* No.

———

Black Bat and her UNO reverse cards is now a meme.

repeat after me: Cass is NOT a lamp standing in the corner watching the other bats do funnies, she IS the funnies, she HAS a personality and it’s a GREAT one filled with MISCHIEF AND WHIMSY. say it again.

Thinking of if Captain Marvel (Shazam) turned (sorta) evil and how that would happen.

I can’t actually see him going full evil cause Billy to me is a little ball of sunshine. But in the end he is a child therefore is more vulnerable than any of the adults.

So I can see revenge driving him to kill a villain, not inherently turning him evil, but definitely against his morals.

What if somebody kills someone close to him? What if he is forced to finally see the evil side of the world that even the adults can’t always handle? If he were to have a villain arc it wouldn’t be black and white. He’d be driven to do things by corruption and the idea that he was protecting someone else.

Billy is good, but in the end he is also a vulnerable child who has been given a great power that shows him the hidden evils of a world that has already done him so wrong. He doesn’t have the judgement of an adult as Billy, maybe he might as Captain Marvel with the wisdom of Solomon, but he’s also Billy half of the time.

Idk my brain is just making me sad thinking of a world where Billy was given to much power for his mental health to handle and then someone close to him was killed, nudging him off the edge into a pit of grief and revenge.

Have some de-aged Batman.

You can’t convince me that Batman wasn’t a angsty teen full of spite and anger.

———

Superman: “so, in the future you become a vigilante named Batman!”

Bruce, sitting cross legged in the corner of the room refusing to go near any of the JL: “I fucking hate bats, I swear those little flying rat-like shits want to kill me”

Flash, a look of pure shock on his face: “Batman was scared of bats?!?!?”

Green Lantern, wheezing with surprised laughter: “BATMAN WAS SCARED OF BATS!!!”

———

Bruce, staring at Green Arrow: “Ollie”

Green Arrow: “Bruce”

Bruce, looking Green arrow up and down with a judgmental look on his face: “you’ve aged-”

Green Arrow trying to finish his sentence: “well?”

Bruce, completely deadpan: “no”

Green Arrow: “…”

Bruce: “…”

Green Arrow turning around and speed walking away: “Okay! Bye!”

———

Bruce, pulling out a cigarette from nowhere and then lighting it with some random lighter.

Superman, nervously walking up to Bruce because he doesn’t know how to act around him: “hey Bruce? You shouldn’t be smoking in the watchtower… or like, anywhere”

Bruce just staring at him now: “…”

Superman, practically sweating now: “y’know, cause you’re… well… 16?”

Bruce, with a look of complete seriousness: “I’ll stop smoking when I inevitably smash a hole through one of the windows and let myself —and hopefully everyone else— get sucked into space to freeze and die”

Superman, backing away while trying to figure out if he was joking or not: “okay I’m just going to go now…”

———

Bruce: “so you can make anything with that ring?”

Green Lantern: “yep! Anything”

Bruce: “can you make a crowbar?”

Green Lantern, thinking he’s bonding with Bruce and conjures up a crowbar: “yeah”

Bruce, grabs the crowbar without warning and throws it at Green Arrow’s meeting chair, effectively making a huge dent in it.

Bruce: “cool” *walks away*

Green Lantern: *horrified and confused*

Zombieworld AU (1)

A/N: As promised! I'm not sure how many people saw the original bit of the game, but shoutout to @monachosis who was the first on interacting with this post!

No one expected Billy to survive, is the thing.

As one of the smaller kids on the street and with little strength to speak of, he'd never gotten to keep the nicer hideaway spots in the city.

He hadn't been able to stay in homeless shelters much either; They'd always ask why he was alone or they'd try and call social services on him.

His odds had been stark, laid out plain like that - small and weak and with no way to find a reliable place to eat or sleep.

Billy wouldn't have bet on himself either when the first wave hit.

But he does.

Survive that is.

Squished under a small pocket in a demolished building, a little lean-to he'd dug out for himself with his ratty backpack hugged to his chest and just about all his clothes on for warmth, he'd been too deep down, too difficult to reach, too insignificant a target when the whole world went to hell.

Billy remembers that first night in flashes. Remembers waking from his uncomfortable dozing to screeching tires and screams.

The bits of the sky he'd seen through the gaps between crumbling concrete and rebar had glowed a dull red, and there'd been an awful, thick stench of burning petrol in the air.

A car accident. He'd thought so simply at first.

But it had kept happening. Louder and louder and all over the place.

Desperate screaming and things breaking and this raw, savage sound in the background accompanying everything - Billy remembers that he'd thought of the dog he'd seen once, with rabies.

All slavering and thoughtless and violent to anything and everything that came close.

Just like that, but everywhere and instead of the way the dog had let him be when Billy had gotten far enough, whatever it was, was attacking everything.

Billy remembers shaking, hands clasped around his nose and mouth, with shallow vents between his fingers for air, lungs heaving rapid and shallow.

Had it been instinct, then? Something prey-like in his hindbrain telling him not to make a sound.

His heart gone rabbit-quick, slamming against his ribcage.

More and more screaming, people begging and a wet tearing all overlayed by that awful, awful savage sound filtered down to Billy.

His mind had gone blank.

How long he'd stayed like that, Billy hadn't known, but eventually the sky brightened - dull red fading to black then purples and then lightening to blue sky and Billy had stayed like that until the bits of the sky through the gaps stung to look at and everything was getting uncomfortably warm.

Billy remembers thinking later or trying to think anyway that he'd made the right choice, so to speak.

Getting out would have taken precious minutes and would have left his back to open air as he leveraged himself out.

Plus, he'd had no idea what was out there. He wouldn't have been able to help anyone.

Hiding had been his best bet.

Like a coward.

Billy had dug himself out of the building's remains, telling himself that and stepped out into a world completely changed.

Headcanon that Mary walks quietly. Like, she regularly scares the shit out of people and Freddy’s like “we gotta put a bell on her, goddamn”

Not quite Batman level of stealthy, but up there

*sees a beloved mutual in the notes* hi honey