Canon-typical-violence Stories

Following the League's coup, Marinette al Ghul and her twin brother, Damian, are left on the doorstep of their father- Bruce Wayne, otherwise known as Batman. Or, the story of Marinette- the granddaughter of the Demon's Head, ex-assassin, Starling, and Ladybug. ________________ #1 mlxdc #3 twinsau #8 leagueofassassins

Movie Mike is taking over my brain and I need to write fics about him to cope. This is a collection of one shots, but there may be some multi-part chapters. Requests are allowed, but I will NOT do smut/lemons. I mainly write fluff and hurt/comfort Requests can be left in any chapter, or feel free to message me! If you have Tumblr, you can send them in my asks at simon-writes-occasionally too! Polyamory chapters!! (I'll only do Mike/Ness/Reader though) I'm just here to give my wet cat man some appreciation.

What if Robin stays Slade's apprentice? What if the Titans don't find the nano-bugs? Robin is alone. No one can save him from the situation he's in. It's up to him to somehow make contact with the Titans, or better still... Batman.

Rin Hattori didn't wish for this - certainly not. All he wanted to do was go to the studio, or maybe even the park to get some fresh air, and yet, here he was, whisked away to a different world that had magic. At first, like a reasonable human being, he thought that perhaps, the universe had abandoned him in this fever dream. Was he so close to death that god had decided to tempt him? Surely death would be better than being stuck in a place like this, right? Sadly, he ended up enrolling in Night Raven College. It couldn't be helped, he guessed, forming a solid game plan. Do well enough not to fail in his academics, research a way home, avoid music like the plague, teach some goddamn English, and maybe do some art here and there while he was at it- hey, what could he say, this was another world after all. But most importantly, he resolved himself to try and keep it low-key. In hindsight, Rin would've scoffed. What part of this is low-key? He wanted to scream. Regrettably, he didn't end up keeping it low-key if the amount of people who swarmed his room at every chance they got had anything to say about it. (Oh, his friends back at home were going to absolutely lose it. What joy.)