Listen, I’ve been playing Fortnite since before the Zero Point was even a twinkle in The Seven’s eye. I’ve collected more skins than I have regrets about staying up until 4 AM for live events. But nothing—NOTHING—compares to my collection of DC skins. By 2026, I own all twenty-four original DC outfits, and my locker is basically a Hall of Justice where every slot is a shrine to a god-tier crossover. I’ve spent real money, I’ve traded accounts, I’ve even considered selling a kidney for a Green Arrow. Don’t judge me. With James Gunn’s Superman having already shattered box office records in 2025 and a new wave of DC characters inevitably coming, now is the perfect time to look back at the original 24 with a tear in my eye and a V-Bucks-shaped hole in my wallet.
Let me walk you through this pantheon. Every single one of these skins is a story, a struggle, a victory royale for my soul. I’m going to describe them with the level of passion usually reserved for describing a final-circle clutch while the storm closes in. Buckle up.
Catwoman: The alpha. The omega. The very first DC skin to ever slide into the Item Shop way back in Chapter 1, Season X. Oh, Selina. When you first dropped, I nearly choked on my Slurp Juice. I immediately bought you, and I felt like I could claw my way through any build fight. The Comic Book Outfit is a bit dated now, lacking the insane 2026-level detail, but her return in December 2024 was a holy event. That rebirth meant newer players finally understood the original theft. She is elegance. She is chaos. She is a reminder that everything started with a whip crack.
Dark Knight Batman: I paid REAL MONEY for this man. The Batman Caped Crusader Pack took my cash, not my V-Bucks, and I handed it over with zero hesitation because this is Christian Bale’s cowl. The suit is perfect. The silhouette is intimidating. The forehead might be slightly larger than in the movies, but who cares? When I wear this, I am vengeance. I am the night. I am the guy who will crank 90s on you and then quote The Dark Knight Rises in voice chat. No one will ever break this bat.
Batman Comic Book Outfit: This is the most deceptive, hilarious, and brilliant skin in the entire game. It’s the New 52 design from DC Comics, looking all sharp and armored, but then you notice that the man under the mask isn’t Bruce Wayne. It’s JONESY. The default face of Fortnite is pretending to be the World’s Greatest Detective. I wear this to psych out opponents. There’s something deeply iconic about a legendary hero reduced to a costume, and it makes every elimination feel like a prank. This skin whispers, “I’m not the hero you deserve, but I’m the one you’re getting eliminated by.”
Harley Quinn: Oh, Margot Robbie, what have you done to my bank account. This Suicide Squad Harley is an absolute menace. The tattoos, the controversial t-shirt, the short shorts—it’s pandemonium in fabric form. The best part? The fantabulous style that dropped with Birds of Prey in 2020. I rotate between the two almost daily. There’s a chaotic gyration in my step when I use her. I laugh maniacally. I swing a baseball pickaxe at anyone wearing a Joker skin. This collab is a magnum opus. Puddin' would be proud.
Black Manta: Pure, unfiltered, laser-guided hate brought to life. Black Manta joined Chapter 2, Season 3, and his design is straight out of the Aquaman movie—translating that helmet into Fortnite is a work of art. I’m convinced this skin has a passive ability to make me seethe with rage every time I see an Aquaman on the island. The eyes glow with a promise of revenge. When I chase down a very specific shirtless nomad, it’s not gameplay; it’s canon. David Kane crossed dimensions to hunt Arthur Curry, and I’m his vessel. Every shot fired is an act of spite.
Aquaman: The one that got away for so many. This Jason Momoa King of Atlantis was a Battle Pass exclusive from Chapter 2, Season 3. I managed to snag him because I haven’t missed a Battle Pass since I was a fetus. He is shirtless, tattooed, and wields a trident that makes me want to scream “MY MAN!” into the ocean. Unfortunately, since the DCEU ended, this remains a relic, but with 2025’s new DCU launching into the stratosphere, I’m absolutely feral for a comic-accurate or DCU variant. Until then, I guard this skin like it’s the last Atlantis.
Poison Ivy: She came in the titanic Last Laugh Bundle and immediately completed the Gotham City Sirens trinity with Harley and Catwoman. TWO STYLES! One with green plant skin that makes her look like a beautiful botanical terror, and one with human skin that feels like a classic comic variant. I can barely handle the duo’s energy. When I trio queue with friends using these three, the lobby trembles. Ivy is elegance with a toxic kiss, and she was worth every penny of that bundle. Plus, her leafy back bling is chef’s kiss.
The Joker: Why so serious? You’d better not be, because my laughter is a warning. This bundle brought three styles of madness: the purple tailcoat, the fedora, and a general aura of anarchy that makes me want to set fire to the vault. He’s expensive, but every time I do the Laugh It Up emote on a downed opponent, the sheer psychological damage is worth more than V-Bucks. I cackle as I screw with builds. The Joker skin is a weapon, and I’m an agent of chaos. You’ll hear me coming: “HA HA HA HA HA, HEY KIDS!”
Green Arrow: MY WHITE WHALE. THE GRAIL. Oliver Queen released in the very first Fortnite Crew pack in January 2021. I wasn’t subscribed then because I was a fool who thought Crew was a passing fad. Now, in 2026, I had to go on a quest more epic than Lian Yu to acquire him. I traded favors. I bartered. I practically adopted a teenager just to get access to an old account. This Arrowverse skin is rarer than a dodo holding a Golden Scar. The leather suit from the CW show, the hood, the bow—it’s perfection. If he ever returns to the Item Shop, I will cry. And then I’ll buy three more accounts just because.
The Flash: BARRY ALLEN FROM THE CW! He zipped into the shop occasionally, and I snagged him the second he reappeared in late 2024. The leather jacket, the emblem, the absolute speed of seeing him in my locker—it’s all a dopamine overload. Running through the plains with the Flowberry Fizz effect while wearing this? I become untouchable. I AM THE SPEED FORCE. I can feel the lightning crackle. I can almost hear Tom Cavanagh’s voice telling me to run. This skin is a treasure from another era of multiversal crossovers, and I wear it with pride, speed, and zero latency.
But wait! The 24 don’t stop there. We’ve got Batman Who Laughs, Wonder Woman, Superman, Deathstroke, Harley Quinn (Rebirth), Raven, Beast Boy, and so many more from later waves! I’d fill a library with gushing reviews, but the truth is, each skin is a monument to a cultural phenomenon that refuses to die. In 2026, Fortnite has become a nexus of all realities, and my locker proves it. I own them all. I’ve danced as Shazam. I’ve cranking 90s as Bloodsport. I’ve been eliminated as Commissioner Gordon (which feels unfortunate).
The DC collection in Fortnite is more than cosmetics. It’s a love letter stitched in polygons and sold for too much money. With new films, reboots, and James Gunn’s ever-expanding universe, my wallet trembles in anticipation of future drops. Until then, I’ll be in the pre-game lobby, rotating through every single one of these with the glee of a villain who’s already won. See you on the Battle Bus, capes flapping, emote wheels spinning. The real Legends never die—they just get added to the Item Shop.