Nicknames Gothamites Have For The Bats In The Magical Girl Au:

Nicknames Gothamites have for the bats in the magical girl au:

Batman: Batfreak/ the furry

Batwoman: Oh no

Oracle: Big Brother

Nightwing: the Deserter (derogatory)

Black Bat: The Bat

Spoiler/Batgirl: The hellion (affectionate)

Red Robin: The red one (that one drives Jason crazy)

Red Hood: Little Red (affectionate, Crime Alley only) / Puppy (derogatory, he will bite you)

Signal: The Daystar

Robin: the Pokemon (because he's a cross between a bat and a bird. Gothamites even created a fanmade Robbat pokemon inspired by him.

Batfam All For The Game AU can you imagine

Coach Wayne making the most fucked up team in the whole exy league

And then they get their shit together and randomly become the objective best at the job (on the first time too!)

The Renee /Cass parallel are incredible

Goalkeeper Cass and defensive dealer Steph, Steph is nicknamed "the wildcard" because she's so unpredictable nobody knows what she's gonna do next not even her and yet somehow the team gets it?!!! She and Cass have a special move where Steph shoots backwards directly into the goal to free the terrain and Cass sends it right back at her no matter where she runs

Striker Dick doing acrobatics over the backliners to avoid getting bodyslammed, and the kinetic force of the flips and deny in the law of physics adds impetus to the hit of the racket and gets him mid-air scoring shots

Offensive dealer Jason cause he's aggressively versatile (he used to train as a striker in the little league, then stuff happened and he was taught to become a backliner for a while, and then when he came to join the Gotham Bats he went through a whole crisis arc to reinvent himself at first it's such a disaster)

Striker Duke striker Duke striker Duke it just makes sense this kid happened on an exy scuffle randomly as a kid and this guy thrice his size was bullying someone and Duke jumped in and the bully bet Duke couldn't score a goal so Duke said bet and immediately scored like in the pilot episode of a least nine different sports anime, and that's when Duke decided he wanted to be an exy striker

Backliner Tim fucks so hard this guy is holding the line no matter what happens he doesn't need to be built like a fridge he has technique and strategy and a whole lotta confidence (I'm also just a sucker for stories where characters get in positions that you wouldn't assume work with their build but it actually works really well because of their skills/hard-work/grit/general aura)

Damian who thought he had to prove himself as a striker (he trained for striker since the little league) and then reinvented himself as a defensive dealer

Barbara was goalie and then after she became disabled decided to stay and monitors training and collects information on the enemy teams to design deadly strategies. In no post-win interview does the designated speaker forget to credit Barbara's strategy for their win, partially because it's very true and partially out of fear of offending her (very valid).

Professional Exy player Kate Kane agrees to help coach the kids (she's a backliner)

Bruce is retired but he was a goalie

Harper is a backliner (and Cullen a cheerleader!!)

Luke Fox is a backliner

(also unlike in Aftg, while Bruce does find out one of the kids is his blood son he adopts all of them. Equal opportunity hoarder.)

Lantern AU part 2

(This is part of an AU in which some of the lantern corps work differently for a bunch of reasons, here's a post explaining it:

https://www.tumblr.com/glitter-stained/758411385986220032/okay-so-to-be-honest-as-neuropsychology-major?source=share)

Kon: Holy shit, Rob, what's with the makeover?

Tim: Um yeah, so I guess I'm a Green Lantern now.

Kon: Well damn, I die and you become a whole new superhero? When did that happen?

Tim: Uh, somewhere between attempts 76 and 88 I think...

Kon: What?

Tim: What?

****

Cass: ...

Floating indigo ring:...

Cass: *squints*

Floating indigo ring: *flickers*

Cass: *tilts her head*

Floating indigo ring: *flips around itself*

Cass: *blinks*

The double dozen of goons she was busting: ...we could... Leave you guys to it?

Cass and the floating indigo ring: Shhh.

*****

Steph: Hey dad, it's visiting hour.

Arthur Brown: Stephanie? What are you doing in jai-

Steph: *punches him in the throat*

Steph: *kicks him in the shin*

Steph: *punches him in the face with a bright green giant fist construct*

Steph, looking down at the green power ring on her finger: Now where did that come from

****

Bonus:

Hal, coming back to earth after hearing there's a bunch of new lanterns in the rough that spawned around the same time: So what's been up with Gotham?

Bruce: My blood pressure

hc that there's a gala hosted on Jason's birthday to honour his memory, and every one of the Wayne kids is obviously required to attend. Jason, naturally, can't—being legally dead, and all—so he enjoys his night watching the security cameras with Babs. Popcorn in hand, he amusedly enjoys his siblings try to fumble their way through a whole gala centred around Jason, all while trying to pretend that he's still dead and they didn't talk to him literally a few hours prior.

Tim: Oh, I never got to officially meet Jason before he died, but from what I hear from Dick and Bruce, he was truly a great soul.

Jason, listening to this: He's totally tryin' not to explode 'cause I ate his pistachios earlier.

Babs: Tim likes pistachios?

Jason: Yea. They're his favourite, so I steal them all the time.

Babs, fondly amused: You know Tim's favourite snack?

Jason: Yeah, so I can steal it. Keep up, Barbie.

Babs: Sure.

Socialite: Dear, would you happen to have any stories about young Jason?

Dick, grinning: Absolutely! Just last w—I mean—the last time we went out shopping before he died. Yeah. That. Last time we went shopping he tripped on the escalator. Should've tied his shoelaces.

Jason: That happened last week.

The thing is, Dick has more free reign over answers, since he knew Jason before he died. Tim has a little bit of leeway, since he can chalk up any stories to small interactions he had with Jason as their neighbour. The rest of the kids, though? They have to keep their mouth shut, because if they slip up they'll be questions.

Things are fine until some of the socialites start 'discreetly' badmouthing Jason, saying that there shouldn't be such a big event happening for a glorified street rat. Jason himself isn't really affected by the comments, used to them already. He's pleasantly surprised when he sees every one of his siblings look absolutely livid on his behalf. He sees his siblings shut down every single rumour, even though they logically don't have to—rumours can't hurt the dead, after all. He watches as most of them defend him despite not being able to say anything about actually knowing him, and decides then and there; he has a call to make and paperwork to sign.

Time to defend himself—hanging out with and defending his siblings in public is just a bonus.

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