“Despite Bruce’s insistence that we ‘take it easy’ for the month—which apparently meant leaving the trendiest board games out on the coffee table like a trap—our days went on as normal.
Well, mostly.
School was officially on hold, a blessing I still thank the heavens for, and ...
Moving frantically between the lab's central console and the blood sequencer, Bruce dragged holographic data streams across the screen to compare the bloodwork from the sample he’d just drawn to the one from the month before, and the months before that.
For hours, he worked, running simulations; isolating protein ch...
“Any last words, Hellspawn?“
Rowan stared at the man in the top hat for a moment, rain soaking his cape.
“Look, I get it… I do look pretty evil, but you have got the wrong guy. I’m more a local nuisance than ‘Avatar of Pestilence.’ You want plague? Try the chili cart on 5th and Miller. That’s th...
“That wasn’t the first time Bruce and I fought side by side, but it was the first time we actually brought down a Rogue together, and it felt damn good.
As satisfying as a Dual-Takedown in Arkham Knight is—props to the devs—it doesn't even come close to the real thing.
Sure, Killer...
Alt-Title: The Art of Jumping
Emilia Davidson cheerfully hefted the last bag of donuts into the passenger-side footwell of her rig.
Company regulations said to toss them, but mama had always taught her waste was a sin, and Emilia figured she committed enough of those just paying the ci...
“After that incident, I refrained from reaching out to Kirkland for our annual check-up. I mean, just look at the guy… He had enough pressures in his life without me adding to the pile.
Kirkland, however, hadn't forgotten his responsibility, as manic as he was. He never missed an update either, which ...
“Ever mess up closing a jar of pickles and then have to muster all the strength in you to get it open again?
That’s how much effort I put into Dick.
The worst part was I wasn’t even the one who screwed up, but since Bruce turned out to be surprisingly socially awkward at home, and I ...
“Let’s see what the new vigilante’s left us,” Commissioner Gordon muttered as he ducked underneath the jammed shutter.
Inside, six of Cobblepot’s men lay zip-tied and unconscious, almost blending in with the trash that littered the warehouse floor.
“Move in.“ Jim ordered, and the officers behind h...
“When’s the last time we actually did this?”
Because contrary to popular belief, Batman didn’t spend every waking hour beating the hell out of his protégés under the banner of 'training.' Sparring sessions were rare—once-in-blue-moon kind of rare—and usually marked a turning point for the sidekick involve...
“Man! It's been quite a while. I miss this place!“
“You were down here less than a week ago.“ The Caped Crusader droned, only to be blown off by his little helper's casual, “Details.“
Bruce grunted and pointed at the weights. “Have your Shadow lift those. If you’re going to use it, we need to kno...
When his awareness finally flickered back, it was not to the cold porcelain of the well-lit restroom, but to the stench of old dust and chemical cleaner perfectly blended with a side of stagnant air.
A throbbing ache pulsed behind his eyes, and thrice his eyelids quivered, sticky with the residue of drowsy tears, befo...
“You remember that one time you were joking around and accidentally pissed off your ex? Oh—wait, who am I kidding, you don’t have an ex. Well, pretend you did, and she decided to wage a full-blown cold war for a day straight.
That—that’s how Bruce acted after the whole Reuben thing.
...
“Let’s talk charity.
Or at least, what Gothamites tell themselves is charity, each time they drop a handful of change into a shaking cup on 5th and Grundy. They smile, feel a little warmer inside, maybe even a bit proud of their good deed, like they have taken one step closer to Sainthood.
"You look miserable, sir."
Slamming his head back against the cool leather, Rowan let out a long, guttural groan. "You don't say..."
"Surely you're exaggerating? I remember school being quite tolerable."
"Alfred," Rowan smacked his lips and sat up, voice drier than sandpaper on one's bare ass. "The gremli...
A/N: Not gonna lie—I got lazy. It was the holidays, figured I’d take the chance to breathe. But I’m back now.
The first boots hit asphalt just after midnight as fifty soldiers in total—handpicked, battle-tested, and decked out in gear worth more than most homes—filed into the outskirts of Do...
“You know, I wish I could say Alfred and I finished the recreation of the Serum in a day, but we didn't… Partly because I got kind of sidetracked experimenting with Scarecrow's Fear Toxin, but mainly because Alfred, being Alfred and all, decided to make it his mission to turn our sessions into 'learning experiences.'<...
2025-04-29 16:32:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe first thing Lieutenant Colonel Arata Saito noticed when he stepped out of the armored personnel carrier wasn’t the stench of burning rubber, nor the distant wail of sirens, nor the deafening roars of Monsters bouncing off the valley that separated Domino City from the rest of Japan.
It was the wall.
Not ...
"I don't know how it is on Prime Earth, but in DC? Fate’s real. Annoyingly real.
Certain things just happen, no matter what you do.
The deaths of Thomas and Martha Wayne. Krypton blowing itself to hell.
The birth of Themyscira and Wonder Woman along with it.
Mazera didn't run—he bled into the darkness. One moment, he was in plain sight, the next, the Herald had already torn open the shadows beneath Lenix’s feet, lunging out like a sentient Curse given form. Barely staying upright, the Duelist hurried through corpse-strewn terrain, just narrowly avoiding the Attacks.
St...
“You’d think the streets of Gotham were bad enough, but it’s the rooftops that really show you how deep the rot runs. Every other alley, someone’s getting robbed, raped, murdered, or just beat senseless for existing, and that’s just the slums where the bottom-feeders hang out.
The syndicates—Bl...
Magic always took something in return—usually from the caster’s Ba, that little spark of Soul your parents told you not to mess with. But, like people, not all Spells were born equal. Some were weak, some strong.
Some ran on a recoverable trickle of DE, while others demanded Blood. Flesh. Sacrifices.
...
"You ever seen one of those movie training montages? My life after getting adopted by Batman was basically that—except it didn’t wrap up in a few minutes with a triumphant fist-pump.
It was months of train, eat, shit, piss, drink, repeat. I'd be lying if I said the thought of giving up—of settling f...
“Life's the furthest thing from easy when you're living in Gotham, and that goes for everyone, rich or poor, good or evil.
But you know what's even worse than living in Gotham?
Living in Gotham as a street urchin. Between the goons, the serial killers, the rapists, and—let's not forge...
The motel reception area, usually warm and welcoming, was in complete disarray. Tables were overturned, luggage lay scattered on the marbled floor, and the expensive furniture had piled up to barricade the doors.
Outside, Zombies and Skeletons kept banging against the doors in a rabid rage.
Compared to the sav...
Dark Armed Dragon’s roar ripped through the distorted courtyard as it lunged, its shadow seemingly outpaced by its claws. In a Duel, this would usually spell the end for him, but this? This was no Duel, and Lenix's no stationary Monsters confined to one spot either. While he couldn't match Dark Armed's speed, Mimic’s
A/N: Change of plan, I think I'll need around 4 more chapters to end Season 0. 22 won't cut it. There's still the last fight with Skullie.
He hadn't expected much from Grasschopper, but the Skill Cards the Spirit presented were all surprisingly decent.
The first shimmered with a subtle green lig...
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2025-03-25 11:07:38 +0000 UTC View PostThe Chimera's mechanical wings, still glistening with the fading embers of Nephthys's slow demise, beat with a rhythmic clang as its razor-edged blades began to dissect the Phoenix's weakened form at her joints.
In a final, desperate act of defiance, the Blazing Phoenix unleashed a torrent of flames in her attacker's ...
A/N: Just to clarify, the Blazing Phoenix is a Special Summon-only Monster, not a Ritual. I am planning to make Lenix the face of Ritual Summoning, but I'll have to introduce more Ritual Support first. Hell, I might even make a "Super Poly" for Rituals, which will allow me to keep Judai as Fusion's star, while let...
2025-03-21 13:08:16 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: Almost 7K words to make up for the delay.
Judai watched in complete awe as holographic sweat beaded down a Dragon's metallic hide.
Then, a roar echoed from three blocks over, causing his heart to leap as he bounced like a hyperactive hummingbird.
Bright eyes rolling in th...
