[Western Crossover] The Feasibility of Conquering Gotham with Magic

[Next up: a Jason fanfic, Western Crossover: Red Hood Tastes Like Honey Mustard]

Celia, a genius mage from Rosaland, was on the brink of death when she suddenly fell into the world of superheroes.

One person and one dragon from the start, and a hundred million in debt.

"So you really did hang Bruce from the ceiling."

"Uh, that was an accident."

"Red Robin didn't escape your clutches either. You turned him into an actual robin."

"Another accident. I was actually aiming for Poison Ivy."

"And what about Jason, Dick, Cass, and me?"

"Oh, that was all Damian's fault."

"What about New York and Metropolis next door? What happened there? You even started tormenting people who aren't human!"

"...Uh, maybe Mr. Stark and the others don't mind?"

"And you're always the one blowing up Arkham and the Joker, aren't you?"

"...It was Jason! It had to be Jason! I'm just an ordinary mage. I don't have that kind of power."

One evening after everything was over, everyone gathered for dinner.

Jason raised an eyebrow. "Don't you think today's seating arrangement is a little odd?"

Stephanie: "Oh, I know this one. On this side, it's Jason, Damian, Celia, and me."

Dick: "! Stephanie, NO! Please, don't say it!"

Jason: "I'm guessing it's because we've all died once."

Celia: "Maybe I should switch seats. I mean, I've died more than once."

Everyone: "...!!!"

When Tim was thirteen, he met a flower that dazzled him in the light of his youth.

That flower was resilient and beautiful, proud yet lonely. Back then, he couldn't make her stay.

Again and again, he missed his chance as time passed.

At last, years later, he planted that flower on his own planet.

Max-level, sweet-on-the-outside, dark-on-the-inside, unhinged mage X Calm and rational little red bird who's been secretly in love for years

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Western Crossover: Red Hood Tastes Like Honey Mustard

Violetta Cullen: a half-vampire, half-human.

She didn't believe vampires and singers were destined for each other. To her, a singer was just a particularly special little snack.

And as a hybrid, she could already enjoy human food.

That was, until she met that black-haired, blue-eyed boy.

Damn, it's so good!

Violetta restrained her desire and her appetite. Venom burned in her veins, but she didn't want Batman scattering her ashes.

So she went home for a little while, and her tiny boyfriend who tasted like honey cake was gone?!!!

Heartbroken and unsuccessful in her quest for revenge, Violetta left Gotham.

Years later, she smelled a familiar scent again in Gotham, the place where her heart had been broken.

But after she finally got a taste, she realized she'd been deceived! Violetta's eyes were watering from the mustard flavor, and she kicked her boyfriend out of bed.

Theme: When winter ends, the galaxy shines forever