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[occultbat]

koncl‌:

“I think it’s fascinating!” Conner says while floating in the air, legs crossed while his head is propped up by his hands that rest against his knees. “How did they get here? Do you think that the pirates would tell us all about their adventures? Can we join their crew?” The boys doesn’t have anyone to look after him, neither of his dads are here so the young Kryptonian almost feels like he could do anything within reason because Kara was here somewhere too.

rhodey took one look at the kid before accepting that yeah, he probably did find the pirates fascinating. “i think you should remember that they’re likely not going to be whisking away on adventures in a pg-13 way, so just be careful.“ he added, watching him and the pirates to make sure the kid didn’t get himself hurt. “it looks like they came through that thing,” he pointed at the warped portal on the water, “i... wouldn’t advise it, they might take you, but i like not being a servant, thanks.” he stated, throwing his hands up in an uneasy gesture.

[fangsbloodteeth]

@occultbat for Harley

          She was waltzing down the middle of the road, singing to herself, swinging her hips and sending out waves of sweet perfume with every movement. Didn’t she know how tempting she was? Didn’t she know how she was presenting herself as such a perfect target to him, and how much he longed to rip her open.           But the clash with the teleporting mutant had made him wary, and he was much more careful about how he walked towards him.                He comes up towards her, face on, so she sees him coming.      “Don’t you know it’s dangerous about these parts, little girl?”

[occultbat]

a gasp came from harley when she heard the voice call out to her. something about this mook made her believe that he probably thought he was gonna get some sort of evil enjoyment outta her. boy was he wrong. a sickening smile spread across her lips as she tilted her head up to fully face him, a purple slushie in one hand with the cute little bendy straw at the top.

“is it? i coulda sworn i was lookin’ for the most dangerous place to be - so you’re tellin’ me this is only midly dangerous?“ she asked, a curious head tilt. “don’t you know that it’s not nice to walk up on ladies like this, ya big bad wolf.“

[occultbat]

catalismic‌:

Now this was getting interesting, she had to admit. “And here I thought an old dog couldn’t learn new tricks,” Selina teased, chasing after him, since she was anything but slow. “You know, if you want to take my spot, you’ll have to work a lot harder to hide your tracks.” With the rumors spreading around like wildfire about how the city’s billionaires have been, allegedly, hoarding supplies — Selina couldn’t help but have her own concerns on the matter. Namely because she knew Bruce wasn’t capable of such allegations. 

“Do tell your rich friend that for me.” 

he knew that she had been teasing him, that she didn’t actually think he’d done the things that the rumors were spreading about him. still, it made him stop in his tracks, grapple up to the watchtower, and project himself backwards in a flip to land gracefully behind her. his cape draped over his imposing figure as he approached, reaching forward to grab her by the arm. “i’m sure he’ll thank you for looking out for him.”

his eyes darted over her face, taking in her features from behind her mask - having memorized every inch of her. “looks like the bat’s caught the cat,” he smirked before leaning down and forward to press his lips against hers.

[dxnnatrxy]

( @occultbat​ | jim gordon )

right, well. maybe it was a risk going to the gcpd when she was technically dead to everyone else. but she was back and donna picked up right where she left off—by left off, she meant exposing poachers yet again. and now apparently there was a serial killer on the loose. stepping into the gcpd, she could see cops shouting at each other, the whole station the epitome of chaos. this is where dick works? jesus. she’s not really one to judge but…well, she shouldn’t really be surprised at how gcpd works. and then someone was suddenly in front. shit. “commissioner, hey, good to see you,” she said in her most casual voice, “is dick around?”

[occultbat]

jim was on his way back to his office when someone had called to him. stopping with a coffee in one hand and a stack of files in the other, he turned and looked at the woman. “good to see you too,” he offered, adding a tired smile as he set the files down and took a sip of his coffee. but the moment she mentioned dick, jim’s smile fell a bit. “you guys do know i’m not his keeper, right? this is the fifth time someone has asked me for him - GRAYSON!” he called out, turning to look and paused before looking back to her and shrugging.”he’s not in, but if you want to help, grab those stacks for me and tell me if any of those cases seem good to you.”

[occultbat]

blinksinpink‌:

          Clarice releases the power, and the portal folds in on itself, collapsing into a single point and then vanishing. Because she can never hold them open for very long, can never keep them open if she isn’t directly thinking about it. With her attention turning to the redhead, the portal is gone.                     “A lot more handy than it used to be. Didn’t… Didn’t use to be so good at it.”

“practice makes perfect,“ natasha offered, giving the younger woman a softened smile. she of all people knew that. there was no room for mistakes in the red room - and any mistake she had made, she paid for it. practice really did make perfect. “no one is good at anything until they work on it, everyone is a beginner somewhere, i think your portals are great.” she reached over and placed a hand on the girl’s shoulder, encouraging her. “if anyone ever tries to tell you differently, then you drop them into a pit with one of your portals.”

[deadmcgics]

❝ you think i ever do shit that makes sense ? ❞ harley to zee!

@occultbat​

“Nope.” Zatanna responded easily, her expression a mixture of befuddled confusion over trace fondness. “But I am having trouble making heads or tails of this particular scheme. I could, however, donate several pairs of trick handcuffs, aerial hoop, and maybe the ability to harmlessly cut a person in half to the cause. So long as the cause is a fun prank and isn’t, you know, outright murder.”

[occultbat]

harley was incredibly impressed by zatanna’s quick answer and honesty. usually it was the bats who’d give her something just as blunt, even if it meant a very special naptime for her. god she hated being knocked out. blinking to bring herself back out of her head, she grinned at the dark haired magician as pure delight wrote itself across her features. “you really mean that? that you’d do that for me? oh! you’re the best!” she cheered, moving in to wrap her arms tightly around the do-gooder. “okay, i promise no one’s gonna die but can i at least maim a little?”

[tvscreenaltar]

@occultbat​ for Sweeny

                         “Let me guess.”           He had been muttering her name more and more these days, complaining and talking and in all sense being grumpy about her activities. So she decided it was time to have a chat. No sense in starting a war when there were so few of them around, and so few humans to fight over. A little message on the radio told him where to meet her.                     “You’re mad because I talked to the dead wife.”

[occultbat]

he gave the radio a darkened look that resembled that of a massive pout as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned up against the wall. “fucking fine,” he muttered, rubbing at his face and making his way to the meeting location. when he face-to-face with the new god, he tilted his head and gave her an expectant shrug. “only sense of mad i got for that is because i don’t want you leading her to any wrong roads. she’s a good woman, deserves good things. i’’l fucking destroy you if you destroy her.” he paused and sniffed, looking away, “but other than that? i ain’t got a problem with you, media.”

[rescuedfromthefall]

@occultbat​ :  ‘You can’t even keep your eyes open, get some rest.’ from stephen to tony!

“My eyes are perfectly open,” Tony said, literally holding his eyelids open and trying not to yawn. Of course, the moment he thought of yawning, he … promptly … did.

It didn’t help that the Sanctum – House – whatever, was surprisingly cozy, especially when draped over one of Stephen’s comfy chairs. Tony found himself dozing off over the Stark pad before deciding he really needed coffee. The latest suit design gleamed back at him, infuriatingly incomplete.

“Hey, Stephen. Two, no three, things - one: do you have any good, strong coffee, and two: do you think Thanos is going to come back for us? And three: was that an offer to tuck me into bed?”

[occultbat]

stephen let out a deep sigh, moving to prop the other up and hold him before he fell down. “it’s because you’re forcing them open tony - please get some sleep,” he asked, concern filling his tone as he tried to convince the other once more to get some sleep.

“hm?“ he asked when tony brought up wanting to ask him some questions - a raised brow on his face as he looked down at the other man curiously. “i do not, but i should get some for you - i do have strong, good tea however.“ he offered before thinking about it. “though it might not help you sleep.“

he gave the second question some more consideration before shaking his head. “not any time soon, i’m not feeling any sort of disturbances.” he shrugged before smiling softly at the final request, “yes, i’ll tuck you into bed - come on, help me get you to the bedroom.”

[occultbat]

catalismic‌:

“Yes, but you’re so predictable with your rules and morals,” Selina teased, glancing back at him. It wasn’t like this was the first time they did this, but it certainly wouldn’t be the last. If anything, a new city made it all the more exciting. “Follow? It’ll be a miracle if you can keep up.” With that, she leaped off the rooftop, landing onto another one a few feet below. He was right though, an unknown city meant having to learn the territory — even if there was a bat after her tail. 

“there’s nothing wrong with having a strict moral code and guidelines to follow them by.“ bruce responded following up with a grunt. selina was always more flexible in her morality, but she was good. solidly, even if she didn’t always want to admit it. at her retort, a smirk hinted itself at his lips as he watched her leap off - shortly taking off into a run and grapple vault to the next roof himself. “you’re too slow, cat - ” he called down to her, swinging overhead and getting the advantage of being ahead of her. “now you need to catch me.”

[occultbat]

@dialedsenses​ - liked for a starter from jim gordon !

a tired sigh escaped him as he placed his hands on his hips. there was no way in hell he was going to get this city back to the way it was before the chaos began. even if this city was a bunch of chaos to begin with - it was at least manageable for a time. now everywhere he turned there was something worse or even worse going on.

when he looked up, a blonde girl was standing before him - causing him to crinkle his brow with concern before shaking his head. “who the hell are you?” he asked, coming off far more gruff and irritated than he wanted to be. “if you’re looking for grayson, he’s in the office down below.” he figured that more often than not, if it was a kid, they were looking for grayson.

[occultbat]

@amxdexscho​ - liked for a starter from harley quinn !

“whatcha doin’?“ harley asked, somehow bringing herself down from the rafters that she’d been laying up in and listening to the conversations going on from down below. when someone new had come in and he was by himself, she found the perfect time and person to speak with. “i mean, a lot of crazy things have been going on in here and this city lately - but seeing such a cute guy all by his lonesome in an unsafe part of town is a little concerning.” she swung upside down and grinned at him before hopping off the rafter and flipping to land on her feet, throwing her hands up and giving a ‘ta-da!’ dropping her arms and smiling. “i’m harley, i can be your bodyguard!“

[occultbat]

@wonderandtruth​ - liked for a starter from bruce wayne !

bruce was fairly certain that he hadn’t had the time to actually talk to diana since she’d appeared within the closely quartered new gotham. the city was becoming more and more like gotham he’d grown up in; the gotham he’d protected and the gotham he loved. he knew it was flawed; knew that the rogues in the city would make their appearances soon.  it was only a matter of time.

showing up in the base for the justice league, bruce crossed his arms as he approached the amazonian, his cowl pulled back and resting along his back. “things are getting worse, diana.” he commented, moving past her and bringing up his tracking screen. “i’ve been watching the people in the city, some familiar faces from gotham are appearing. faces we don’t want. we need to inform jim.” he paused and raised a brow at her. ”have you heard about the serial killer?”

[occultbat]

@hosbxrn​ - liked for a starter from mad sweeney !

“oh christ, as if anything could be much worse - we’re about to enter the ‘ressurection’ month of the one god who won’t seem to stay dead.” he muttered to himself as he pulled a particularly long drag from his cigarette. he spotted someone a little aways but within earshot - someone who was minding their own business. which meant they were the perfect opportunity for the leprechaun to annoy. “oi, you. you with the fancy face and dress - yes, you. do you know how many jesuses their are? i do. i could tell you. go on, take a guess bright boy.”

[occultbat]

@thephoenixrising​  - liked for a starter from stephen strange !

stephen very obviously knew about the x-men and their accompanying universe. he’d seen so many variations that it was hard for him to pinpoint which ones had crossed over to this world. the new world; one that no one had permanently called home quite yet.

when he came across the red head he’d seen so many times over, a sigh of relief had escaped him. she was younger here - but not entirely adrift from the pain that she’d suffered in other versions of herself.clearing his throat to announce his presence, stephen floated down to her and gave a nod in greeting. “i believe you are miss jean grey? it is both a pleasure and an unfortunance meeting you here. i wish you wouldn’t have to suffer the same fate as the rest of us. you’re meant for more. ”

[occultbat]

@canaryinfishnets​ - liked for a starter from natasha Romanoff !

she’d only heard about a couple of people in and about new gotham - the rest she did her own research on. and despite the fact that most of the folks seemed to have simple and ‘boring’ descriptions about them, natasha had the good understanding to be suspicious about half of the original people from gotham’s neck of the woods.

approaching the other from the shadows, having just spotted her in one of the bars, the red head gave a quick smile. “heard you singing in there - you got a hell of a voice.”

[occultbat]

“There are bigger sacrifices one might be asked to make than going a little mad.”   - @soulmagiks​

“are there?“ stephen asked, pondering the idea of it all before turning to look at the blonde. “i think keeping one’s sanity is a bit better than losing it, no matter the cost.” he’d given the topic plenty of thought before - usually when he was alone with his own mind and the lingering horrors of when he had to face dormammu would come up. “but if you believe going insane would benefit and save this entire city, then i am not going to stop you.” he smirked, indicating to her that he wasn’t really being serious about it. “or i might, depends on how many people you drop into limbo first.”

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deadmcgics‌:

“Not all.” Laura admitted roughly, with a single shouldered shrug, not nearly enough nonchalance, and absolutely no idea of how to segue from that. Sex used to be easy, and so was dealing with people, because she simply didn’t care. With Sweeney, she knew she could be herself, crass and prickly edges and argumentativeness included, but it felt so much more vulnerable to not want him to leave. More vulnerable than she’d ever let herself be. She’d almost opened her mouth to walk it back, play it off or insult him to crush the trembling intense energy, when he dropped down before her, and every molecule in her body froze. Laura stared at him, agape and wide-eyed and heart thudding loud in her ears but no force in the damn universe could keep her from hearing Sweeney pledge himself to her. Her eyes itched with tears. “If I have anything to say about it, you’ll keep going to the damn end of time, because you’re not fucking getting away from me after this. I’m holding you to this shit, I- I will do anything to protect you. You… you get me, in exchange. Wholly.”

Then the prayer of Mad Sweeney hit Laura like an act of creation. And it felt, it felt, it felt- divine. More than feeling, it was everything, and she trembled, barely aware of herself clinging to his hand to keep upright in the crash of it. Then it settled, heady and intoxicating, and the devotion was in her but separate from her and he- her eyes locked to his, and she let the first thing that came to her lips fall out. “Fuck, Sweeney, you know I’m in love with you, right?”

“want me to go until the end of time?“ he asked, the usual snarkiness in his tone feeling a lot lighter than he wanted it to be. he moved closer, his gaze still glued to her - watching as she seemed to change before him. it was working. and he couldn’t believe it. or maybe he could. he’d been devoted to her for as long as he could ever care to admit - even her ancestor, but that was another story and one he wasn’t willing to fully share with the class just yet. “then that settles it, you’re my goddess.” the term sounded foreign on his tongue, especially considering he, himself could have been considered a creature of being worshipped. but it felt right.

but her admission only made him stare - all words and thoughts seemingly flying out the window in that intense and specific moment. he’d guessed, he’d wanted it to be true - even when he told himself that he didn’t. but to hear her tell him she was in love with him? that was... it was overwhelming. she was a bitch and he was an asshole and yet the two of them somehow made it sappy and romantic with each other. closing the distance between them, he reached up and pulled her by the back of the head and brought her lips crashing into his. only belatedly and carefully mindful of the kitten, giving some distance between them to ensure it was safe. “good, because it’d be hard for only one person to be in love with the other. glad it’s mutual.”