Gotham should be studied

Some pre-6.6 dottores and dottolones. Except the dottolone drawings are highkey mid and i only rlly wanted to add them bc in hindsight i think the writer of the fic i referenced there may have actually had the gift of prophecy??? hello?????????

Anyways uhhh

Bonus from after 6.6. (I will never forgive hoyo for the webby erasure💔)

“Grace, I need your signature.”

Grace looked up from his work in his closet of an office. Stratt closed the door behind her.

“An autograph? I’m flattered.”

She pushed the work off his already disheveled desk and set a single paper on top. It kind of looked like his degree, it kind of looked like-

“A marriage license? Well, now I’m really flattered.”

“For legal reasons. Just sign.” Stratt muttered.

“Are you serious?”

Of course she was serious. She only was serious. But she seemed…uncomfortable? The feeling looked strange on her. Eyes dart between the paper and him. Arms crossed over her chest as if hugging herself. It was definitely a new look. They were in new territory.

“I’m not the marrying type.” said Grace. “And I think I forgot to propose.”

Stratt breathed in deeply. Steeling herself.

“Grace,” Her hands were fidgeting with the cuff of her sleeve. “What I’m doing here is illegal. I’ve broken alot of rules to give the crew a chance to save us. But once the mission begins…the world order will need to go back to how it was.”

Grace listened intently trying to make eye contact with her glassy gaze. He hadn’t thought to much about the legality of it all. After all, that was her job.

“I will be put on trial. I will be found guilty. I will serve the rest of my life behind bars. That is my cost.” Stratt continued, “You, the team, will all be fine. But-”

She pushed the license closer to Grace.

“Spouses don’t testify in court.”

Finally she looked at him. She wasn’t telling him to sign. If that was the case she probably would’ve just forged his signature. Hell, she probably has a whole team just for that purpose. She was asking him.

His choice. Just between the two of them.

“We don’t have to sleep together, right?”

Her eyes went big. “God Grace! No! Just sign the damn paper!” she huffed.

He smiled. And put his name under hers.

Husband and wife.

Well, more like “Most powerful person in the world” and “Some guy she kept around.” But still. Till death do they part.

Gonna start the new year with babygirlifying him to the max!!

bc in no way can be read that she was always gonna send grace on the hail mary, or that she suspected or knew she was going to have to send him.

when she sings, it is absolutely to him, but it's to reassure him that she knows she's going away but that she's coming back. she's telling him to hang in there, that it's going to be hard but that she believes in him and that she will come back when the time is right and they'll meet again somewhere far away from here.

that's the captain of the ship telling her first mate "youre gonna have to run things when im gone but its okay bc i believe in you and youre gonna do fine. I'll be back soon."

she KNOWS she's a scapegoat. she's been planning for her arrest and eventual escape the whole time on the backburner.

and then the disaster happens and she has to send her second in command, her friend, to his death or they all die.

and suddenly there is no more "we'll meet again someday" bc she's never gonna see him again. even if everything goes to plan and she escapes and the beetles arrive with a solution-- she loses grace forever.

Turns out he's the most neutral guy on the team. Someone will ask "But don't you hate Green Lantern?" Cuz the dude keeps trying to ragebait him but the dude just shrugs and goes "Eh. He's alright. Does his job decent enough." Gets asked "Is Clark the person you like to work with the most?" And all they get is "His skills are useful, much like everyone else's." (They asked "work with" not fuck—if he got asked that, it'd be a very different answer)

When asked why he's so damn lukewarm, Batman just says "We hang out sometimes, save the world most of the time, there are billions of people on earth I can't expect every single one to be just like me." Turns out he's just the most chill and open-minded dude and doesn't really take any of the offensive shit to heart cuz like, hello? He's got kids to raise and a city to save 24/7—who the hell has time for all that drama?

When one of the Batkids (Tim) asks who his favourite is, he says "depends on who's not actively trying to kill themselves at the moment." Then when asked who his least favourite is he says no one and then goes on a 20 minute tangent about how much he loves them, how much he adores them—it gets sappy and embarrassing real fast. He'd have gone on for much longer if the kids didn't beg him to stop talking.

Then when he's asked who he hates the most in general, the chill attitude drops real fast and he starts genuinely tweaking out about how much he fucking hates Lex Luthor—but not for the reasons they think.

Instead they learn that when they were 5 Lex, the little shit that he is, fucking pushed his head into his cake on his birthday and Bruce never forgot about it. Oliver's laughing his ass off cuz he specifically remembers this exact incident and at one point his 5-year old ass fell off his chair laughing.