#annabella wayne

[lizartgurl]

A birthday present for my beloved @the-shadow-of-atlantis 💙

[coffee-randomness]

Major Arcana prompts: Judgement

@the-shadow-of-atlantis asked: The sun for Annabella and Kaldur and Judgement for Annabella and Lucy

Judgement: resurrection, music, grey, refusal, graves

Word count: 414

Warnings: Religious themes, death and blood mention, funeral.

You could say this one is a little bittersweet?

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“I still can’t believe he’s gone,” she heard the nuns in the row behind her whisper.

“Such nice young man, poor Audrey, must be devastated.”

“But what can one do against God’s will?”

If this was God’s will –a mad priest killing her father, her finding him, the redness of the blood still oozing from the wound in his forehead–, Lucy didn’t want any of it. 

Her hands closed around the fabric of her nun robe and she clenched her eyes shut, casting the tears threatening to spill from her eyes away. The piano melody seemed to resonate throughout the church and wrap itself around her throat, cutting her breath short. Somewhere between her heart and her stomach, it hurted. It had been hurting for a while now so she tried to look anywhere but the altar, to think about anything but the body, limp and lifeless, that lay inside that black coffin. 

She let her eyes wander, the people surrounding her becoming a blurry mess of mashed up colors until she stopped, familiar raven hair and a pair of warm eyes making her gasp in surprise. From the other side of the room, she was also looking at her. 

“Isn’t that Annabella Wayne?”

“Is it? Last thing I knew she the was on a spiritual trip.”

“Why would the Waynes even be here?”

She could almost see her again: smaller, a perfectly neat braid trailing behind her as they snuck out of service many sundays ago, crawling under the benches. Her sunflower dress floating as they played, running around the sidewalk as Annabella talked about how chatty birds were.

It was all burned in Lucy’s memory, from the way her heart raced when she made that bookshelf stop from falling over Annabella by just giving it a harsh look, to the way it sank when her mother yelled at her and talked about bad influences that day she found them holding hands with their faces inches from each other behind the curtains, curiosity sparkling in their eyes. 

Annabella was standing there with the same chocolate gaze Lucy remembered and she felt her chest swell with revived mixed feelings. She held onto her, not even caring about the irritated huff from her mother, and Annabella didn’t say anything, the way her arms found their way around her shoulders in what felt like the first genuine hug ever since her father’s death was more than enough.

[the-shadow-of-atlantis]

The classic: Annabella

Full Name: Annabella Wayne Robles

Gender and Sexuality: Female, bisexual

Pronouns: she/her

Ethnicity/Species: Mexican-American, human/witch technically

Birthplace and Birthdate: Mexico City, August 10th

Guilty Pleasures: hmm I do not know 😅

Phobias: She's claustrophobic

What They Would Be Famous For: what she's already famous for being Bruce's daughter

What They Would Get Arrested For: Speeding

OC You Ship Them With: she's been shipped with Maia and Lucy by now. Idk who else hmm guess Shane? I always did like that possibility

OC Most Likely To Murder Them: I know you said Annabella could kill faith so I think the same would be in reverse

Favorite Movie/Book Genre: Action

Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: serial killer type movies cause she pretty much has to deal with that irl

Talents and/or Powers: can communicate telepathically with animals, magic, and is trained in different fighting meathods/weaponry, can also play ukulele

Why Someone Might Love Them: she's caring

Why Someone Might Hate Them: not so much hate but I guess annoy is that she can just sense what your feeling and calls you out

How They Change: she was always a pretty 'good' kid and listened to what Bruce would say, sure she'd do somethings she wasn't suppose to but it was nothing to crazy. When she finds out about what Bruce lied to her apart she leaves for a little over a year and basically has the freedom of not being watched all the time so she starts to gain more confidence in her. Then she goes through soemthing tramatic again and basically starts to open up more.

Why You Love Them: she's pretty much my first OC and i love still being able to tweak some things about her

[melyaliz]

A Smily Face in City Heights

Fandom: DC

Summary: Annabella finds out her cousin is doing some rather dangerous after-school activities.

Notes: This turned out way longer than I planned.

Annabella is owned by @the-shadow-of-atlantis

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Annabella didn’t normally go into City Heights especially alone. Besides the fact that there wasn’t much of a need she also needed to be a bit realistic. She did happen to be the daughter of Bruce Wayne and City Heights wasn’t the safest part of Gotham.

But when you get a call on someone breeding pit bulls for underground fights a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do.

Loading up the truck with the puppies and their mothers weren’t easy. Especially since most of them didn’t (Understandably) trust humans. Annabella had to stay close helping her associates while letting the anxious dogs know that they were here to help them not hurt them.

But the stench of fear coming from these poor animals was rather overpowering and after a while, she needed a breather.

“I need some air,” she said nodding toward Ron who was trying to get a rather upset large stud into a crate while Olivia helped by trying to tempt the dog with treats.

“Ok, don’t go too far this part of the city isn’t that safe,” he grunted as the dog reared its head trying to back up into his larger frame.

Taking a few deep breaths Annabella sighed trying to push back the rush of emotions she was feeling. How could these people treat those poor dogs like that? It honestly made her want to bash someone’s head in.

A few more deep breaths and a few steps away from the building later she felt more like herself. The overpowering emotions of the poor abused pit bulls no longer flooding her system.

“You’re the one aren’t you”

She looked up at the sharp voice cutting through her thoughts. Four large men were stalking toward her, two guns, one crowbar, and one knife.

“You’re the one who thinks they can just come into our business.” the shortest of the men growled, “You spoiled rich kids think you can just come in here and take from us.”

“Those using those dogs to fight is NOT a business!” Annabella snapped getting ready for a fight. She wasn’t too far from her coworkers if she caught them off guard maybe she could…

A loud whistle pierced their eardrums causing the men to freeze before turning around. A large red brick flew through the air hitting one of the men with the guns scare in the face breaking his nose.

Of all the things Annabella had expected, and let’s be honest this is Gotham so she expected a lot of things, she did NOT expect her younger cousin to come running up landing a kick at the man furthest from Annabella. She was wearing a small mask that looked very similar to Tim’s but her bright yellow smiley face beanie gave away her away. That was as if Annabella couldn’t tell who her cousin was no matter what she wore.

“Shit!” one of them snapped “It’s the smiley face!”

The smiley face? Ok wait… was this normal?

With a trashcan lid in hand Faith swung it forward knocking knife guy backward where his head connected with the brick wall knocking himself out.

Short guy snarled pulling out his gun clicking off the safety. Faith darted forward spinning on her muddy vans the first shot missing her by a few inches.

He tried to aim again but she was upon him pushing his arm up the shot going into the air while she stomped on his foot and then pulled her knee forward hitting his groin. As he leaned forward in pain she headbutted him in the nose before sweeping her leg causing him to fall in a heap at her feet. His gun in her hand now.

Sending up 3 more shots into the sky Faith clicked the gun a few more times to make sure it was empty before tossing it aside.

“You don’t need to worry Zen!! I mean… Annabella… you… person… thing..” her voice petered off and Annabella couldn’t help but smile. There was her cousin.

“FUCK YOU!” Crowbar man screamed running forward. Glancing over her shoulder Faith smiled before dropping to her knees, back still to the man. Once he was upon her she snapped up her elbow connecting it with the man’s crotch. He let out a scream of pain buckling over as Faith kicked him in the chest so he was laying in pain next to his buddy.

The click of a gun and anger alerted Annabella before her cousin. Grabbing the younger girl she pulled her to the right as the other gunman shot at her missing by mear inches.

“Thanks!” Faith flashed Annabella a wide toothy grin before grabbing the crowbar laying on the ground rushing the broken-faced gunmen swinging and connecting with his shooting hand crashing bone as it connected.

Both girls stood there for a moment taking in what had just happened.

“Does dad know about this?” Annabella ventured trying to make some sense to why her cousin was in this neighborhood cracking skulls and not in a dance studio.

“W… why would he?

“Wait so why are you…”

Sirens blared in the distance and Faith turned toward the noise.

“That’s my queue…. You… Person I don’t know… stay safe”

Annabella tried to fight back a smile a million thoughts running through her mind. Was she the first or last to know about… all of this.

As her cousin disappeared into a dark alley something else washed over her.

Peace, purpose.

Annabella was no stranger to this life, her father was after all Batman, but if she remembered correctly Jen had a bit of a strong opinion about it herself. This is besides the fact that after everything that had happened with the older cousin, Bruce had seemed to have a strong opinion about keeping the younger sister out of this masked life.

Then again Faith had always had a will of her own, and after the death of her parents, she had felt a bit lost. Still that hyper smiling girl but slightly… broken. As if trying to find some sense in her life now that her parents were no longer in it. Annabella had sensed it the moment Faith and Jen had met up with their cousin after the funeral yet while Jennifer seemed to be distracting herself with her school and work Faith seemed to just be floating day to day.

Until today.

She was so clear and focused. So alive.

And from what it seemed she had found this focus all by herself.

--Later--

“So what’s going on with Faith?” Annabella asked walking into the cave. Her father and the latest Robin, Tim Drake looked up from the computer they were looking over as she entered. Annabella’s brother Dick was stretching on the mat a few feet.

“What?” Dick asked

“Well, I’m assuming dad knows she’s fighting bad guys in City Heights.”

“What? Why would you keep that from us?” Dick asked looking over at Bruce who’s poker face wasn’t… quite it’s normal blank slate.

“She’s, what?”

“I’m keeping an eye on her,” Tim muttered almost so softly it went unnoticed.

Almost.

“Oh, that’s where the mask came from.” Annabella crossed her arms fighting back a smile.

“She has a mask? Does Jen know? Shit, she’s going to kill someone…” Dick stood using a towel to wipe his face before reaching for his phone.

“How long has this been going on?” Bruce asked Tim already forming a plan in his head. One Annabella knew she was going to want to be involved in. After all, this was her cousin they were talking about who apparently was just running around unsupervised

“Maybe a month or so? She really just helps local businesses and stuff. She has been using a burner to call the local police and stuff too. I hacked it to make sure she wasn’t doing anything too crazy and she hasn’t.”

“So far” Dick muttered.

“Yeah,” Annabella said nodding, “No offense Tim but you don’t know Faith, safe isn't really a word I would use to describe her.”

“More like dive into anything head first” Dick muttered shooting off a text to the young girl in question’s older sister.

“I’ll handle this,” Bruce said putting on his cowl.

“I’m coming with you,” Annabella said running to grab her costume. Bruce looked like he was about to stop her but Annabella beat him to the argument. “She’s my cousin and I’m not arguing with you on this.”

“Ok.”

Normally Annabella didn’t go to City Heights.

But things in Annabella’s life were never very normal.  

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[ocelysium]

Netflix Poster Series pt. 1: Maia Bailey | Annabella Wayne | Gigi Chin | Faith O’Neal | Jennifer O’Neal | The ultimate crossover (pt. 2 | pt. 3)

Maia Bailey belongs to @royslittleharper Annabella Wayne belongs to @the-shadow-of-atlantis Gigi Chin, Faith O’Neal and Jennifer O’Neal belongs to @melyaliz

Credit to the owners of the resources used.

[cupidjayne]

The Beach

A/N Just a short little thing that introduces Layla’s mother, Gypsy. Enjoy!

 Tags: @the-shadow-of-atlantis   (Who owns Annabella)

 Layla had always liked the beach. It was her escape from the real world. When she was young, her mother would make a day of the beach, drive for at least two hours and never stop until they got there. It was at the beach her mother had told her stories and legends, ones that would stay with her forever, no matter where in the world she was. Even in Happy Harbour.

“There’s mermaids in the water Layla,” Gypsy informed her daughter.

 “What’s a mermaid Mummy? Will they hurt me?” The 6-year-old asked with a worried look on her face. Her mother smiled down at her and rested her pale hand on Layla’s tiny shoulder.

 “No sweetness. The mermaids won’t hurt you. I’m here to protect you, Love. Mermaids are people with tails instead of legs. They liver under water and if you ask in just the right way, they might even help you if you ever need it.”

 “How do you know the mermaids are good?” Layla asked cocking her head to the side. Crouching down, Gypsy hugged her small daughter.

 “I’ve met them before. That’s how I know,” She whispered to Layla, earning a shocked look from her daughter.

 “I’m going to meet all the mermaids, Mummy. Do they have magic?” Such a simple question made the older woman tear up a little. Of course Layla would try to bring magic into it. She was her father’s daughter after all, even if she didn’t know it, or him for that matter.

 “Yes, Love, they do have magic, just like the two of us do. Now…” not wanting to go any further into the topic, Gypsy picked up her daughter and ran the giggling child into the water.

 That day on the beach had started everything for Layla. It was the day she became obsessed with mermaids and the day she started to believe that she could have magic too.

 When Gypsy had passed, Layla stopped going to the beach. It was too painful. Until Dick came along. He showed her that it didn’t have to be a sad place anymore. There could still be happiness at the beach.

 Looking around at her new team, Layla was glad she decided to come, no matter how hard it was to begin with. If she hadn’t come she would have missed out on seeing how in love Annabella and Kaldur were, as they stood ankle deep in the water lost in their embrace. She would have missed Tim and Garfield competing in front of Wally, Artemis, Cassie and Barbra to see who could do the most impressive flips and tricks.

 She would have missed out on sitting in the sand with Dick, smiling and leaning on his shoulder, felling completely content.

 Yeah. Layla was definitely glad Dick had showed her how good the beach could still be.

[jayne-writes]

Take A Break, Have A Picnic

A/N: Here’s the next installment of the 30 days of Domestic Fluff Challenge Maia belongs to @royslittleharper Annabella belongs to @the-shadow-of-atlantis

Also this is dedicated to @speedypan for being an amazing person. I love you, Twin!

Watching Dick train was an amazing thing to see. The way he flipped and twisted over any and all obstacles was like nothing else. To see the concentration on his face, the drops of sweat running down his bare back was something Layla never wanted to miss.

Dick had been coming home exhausted and Nightwing hadn't been a whole lot of help to the team since Layla had been put on the sidelines.

“I have to train for the both of us,” he had told her. “I need to be able to take care of you Layla.”

Layla knew her husband. She knew there was no point to try and talk him out of it. Hearing that Layla was pregnant had flipped a switch in Dick. Everything was for her and the baby. He had to be the strongest, fastest and the all round best for his family. And it worried Layla.

He was going to drop from exhaustion anytime now. Layla just hoped it was while he was on the ground.

“Fox? Do you know where my suit is?”

“Hero or business?”

“Hero and you know it,” Dick smiled at wife's ‘innocent’ question.

“I got Bruce to take it to the manor. I also called Kaldur and you're not going in today.”

“You… what?” He choked out.

“You heard me, Richard. You've been pushing yourself too much. The only time I see you is when I watch you train. I need my husband back.”

He knew Layla was right. She always was.

“Ok,” he relented. “What are we going to do then?”

Smiling, Layla grabbed his hand and half dragged the finally smiling man to the car.

Sitting in the garden at Wayne Manor, looking around at his family, Dick couldn't be happier. Jason, Tim and Bruce were playing a mostly friendly game of basketball, Damian was showing Layla his latest pet (a cow that his wife was now in love with, of all things). Even Alfred was sitting down relaxing and talking about his latest recipes with Annabella and Kaldur. His father in law was there with Maia too, lost in their own world as John fed her strawberries.

Walking with a smile plastered on his face, Dick wrapped his arms around Layla, hand resting gently on her baby bump.

“Thank you, Fox. I think we all needed this picnic.”

“You deserved this. You've been going crazy trying to be the best. But Dick, you already are the best.”

Smiling up at her very own masked hero, Layla knew her plan had worked. All it ever took to make Dick see the good on the world was family and a picnic.

[lizartgurl]

"So this is love...."

I had a lot of fun re-doing an old piece of @the-shadow-of-atlantis 's Annabella and Kaldur in her Cinderella AU. I found some flower and lace brushes for the bodice of the dress and used the grass brush a bit because they sneak outside during the gala and it's cute :3 I had a lot of fun with the shading as well

I'm going to have to tackle Emma again one of these days, aren't I?