#Dick Grayson has crazy hobbies

[thesuperiorrobin]

I literally love the “crazy idea, let’s make out” it it very good!!! It is supper good!! Can I request the bat boys type? Thank you for your time! Please take care!

IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT. I had to read other peoples make out scene bc I honestly did not know how to write one. I think I did an okay job tho😭

Writing for Dick is so effing hard for some reason

Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson

I whole heartily believe he likes taller women. No doubt about it

But if you’re bit on the shorter side that’s fine too.

I feel like he wants someone who’s independent and doesn’t rely on others

Someone who wouldn’t mind him being away from days to months at a time because of work and all .

Wants someone who matches his energy.

For like a thirty something year old he does have a lot of energy.

He wants someone who can take a joke and doesn’t take it the wrong way. He wants someone to laugh with him and not get mad.

Definitely wants someone who’s laid back but not to laid back where it becomes a problem.

100% wants someone to cry with him when he watches a very sad drama.

I think it’s cannon that he’s on the more talkative side?

Idk but if he is he wants someone can he can talk with—hours on end and the conversation never get boring.

Would 100% date a superhero

Jason todd

Jason like chubby girls. 100% you can’t change my mind about it

I also feel like he has a thing for strong women too.

When It comes to Jason I think he has two types.

The first time is obviously the strong type

Someone he doesn’t take shit from know one

Is really just a badass person In general

Or type 2

Someone who’s really soft spoken

Someone who’s quiet but not to quiet where they don’t even bother to communicate. Like a shy person.

Said person who’s also very caring and kind.

Jason definitely wants someone who shares the same interests. Not all of them but the small ones like reading.

Headcannon: Jason prefers the book copies instead of the online ones. He likes the smell of new books fight me.

Jason also wants someone who deals with his shit better then he does honestly

This man has been through a lot no doubt about.

And he’s not great when he has to deal with his problems that are emotionally and mentally.

So someone who can help him and guide him (even if he does deny it at first) trust he will be grateful for it

He would not date someone who’s a hero or vigilante.

He tried but failed

Tim Drake

Definitely likes shorter women

I mean mans only like 5’4? “5’4?

So technically he’s tall but not that tall like the others 💀

He’s good at technology and really wants someone who’s interested in his hobbies. Most people don’t find them interesting. (But I mean cmon if he was able to tell the world he hacks things to get information on them for Batman—then that has them sold, but he can’t)

He gives me bad girl x Nerd boy vibe 😔

I’m kidding no I’m not

I feel like he would want someone who’s more on the quiet side and someone who’s willing able to lay down next to him for a long periods of time bc we all know this man can sleep anywhere at anytime if he felt like it.

So having someone who can just lay there while he sleeps are pointers.

This isn’t a preference but he 100% needs someone who can take care of him.

Because him not sleeping for long periods of time results in him not eating and only serving off coffee. Not good for him.

Tim seems like the kind to date someone who’s a superhero or whatever.

That way they can be closer.

Damian Wayne

Damian doesn’t have a preference.

I Don’t think he would care if your short, tall, Skinny or chubby.

Like Jason I also think he has two types.

The first type would someone who’s very mysterious. He likes that.

Someone who’s mature and calm during rough times or situations.

Like Dick, someone who is very independent.

Second type is quiet literately the opposite of what his personality is

Someone who’s kind and warm to others.

Bubbly kind of personality.

He doesn’t want someone who talks to much.

Like at all.

he wants someone who shares the same interest as him—Y’know fighting for animal right and what not.

Not a preference but I think Damian needs someone who can help him with the reality of the world and stuff

Because I believe Damian does not know how to act like a kid his age until he meets his partner who show him.

Would not date anyone who’s in the superhero gig.

Like at all. He hates the idea

He would rather date a civilian. They are less likely to get killed during a mission.

Writing for them is so much fun I might do more headcannons about them 😭🤚

#damian al ghul #damian wayne #damian wayne x reader #batman x fem!reader #robin x reader #batfamily #damian x reader #batfamily x reader #damian al ghul x reader #damian scenarios #jason todd x reader #jason todd imagine #tim drake x reader #tim drake #dick grayson x reader

[redrobin-detective]

There’s something about the inevitability of Bruce Wayne becoming a father that gets me, of him finding love, balance and family in the faces of children who need him. Because Bruce never expected it. At eight, he probably wasn’t thinking of having a family but even that faraway notion was destroyed the night his parents died. He never seriously thought about dating while training and children even less so. That wasn’t the kind of man he was, not anymore.

That said, he was good with children, had deep empathy for the things they went through. In many ways, a young Batman was like a child himself. He saved lives, saved families night after night and he told himself it was enough. Until the circus, until the fall, until he met tear stained blue eyes across the tent and realized that only he could really help Richard Grayson.

It was a split second decision, one with all heart and emotion and not one lick of logic. In the days that follow, he’ll curse his soft nature. In the years that follows, he whispers thanks for the best decision of his life. It takes him a long, long time to consider himself Dick’s parent. First he was just a traumatized child, then a vaguely homicidal hindrance, then a confidant and partner. And pretty soon he’s fussing over his ward’s scraped knees and engaging studiously at parent-teacher conferences and teaching then shamelessly beatiing him at chess.

Friends and coworkers called him a father long before the title felt right on him, like a too large sweater he had to grow into. Because he had to grow up in order to care for Dick. He had to address something of his own traumas to help Dick with his. He had to learn and make mistakes and try again over and over. He had to admit he was wrong in so many words, he did need a partner as batman, he did need to be more involved as wayne, he did need love. One day, he looked at himself in the mirror, still a young man but one who has seen and done many ridiculous and incredible things. And one of those was being Dick’s father.

And every time, he thinks it’s the last! He thinks he has enough kids, enough of parenting reckless and amazing young children. And yet every time he’ll be confronted with a new child and he’ll open his heart and door once more. It boggles me that people think they can excise Robin and Bruce’s title as a mentor/father from him but it arguably the most quintessential part of his character. Bruce was dying before Dick, both in story and in his early comic sales. He was just a man in a suit beating other people up. Dick and the others gave him light to his life, light he didn’t think he deserved. It prevented him from going down a darker path.

Bruce is a dad, he will always be a dad. No matter how amazing and cool and important his children are, he still straightens their coats and tells them not to slouch. He tells bad jokes just to hear them groan and listens with genuine interest to their hobbies. From the moment Dick came home with him, Bruce Wayne found his own home. I’ve wandered off topic, shocking, but just. Bruce was always going to end up with a houseful of crazy children driving him mad and yet young 20 something Bruce never could have imagined it. But who he is as a person, what he does, he would never turn his back on a child in need and that is why the character endures.

#dont look at me dont touch me dont acknowledge me in any way #Im having so many feelings Im gonna die #like Im a sucker for time travel fics where young bruce realizes he has kids in the future and cant imagine #and yet when the moment comes all he can do is reach out his hand to those children #he CANT do anything else thats who he is #that mans heart is so big and dummy thick and gawd #B losing family and creating a crazy new one IS what batman is about fucking fight me

[witchthewriter]

Hello ! How are you ? It's me again (hope I can ask a second time, because I really liked it the first time - if I can't feel free to ignore this post).

I was wondering if I could have a level 3 ship with DC universe, Stranger things and Vikings if that’s not too much trouble ?

So about me :

Age : Early 20s

Gender : Female

Sexuality : Demisexual heteroromantic

Height : 175cm

Body Type : Pear/A type (I'm a bit on the curvy side)

Hair : Short, Dark brown and really curly (3a/3b/3c)

Eyes : Almond shaped, black

Style : casual chic, tends a bit toward preppy sometimes

Zodiac signs : Scorpio Sun, Taurus Rising, Gemini moon

Mbti : INFP

Hogwarts House : Ravenclaw

Favorite food : Sushis

Hobbies : reading, martial art (I just started so I'm not very good but I keep trying), writing, baking cookies, walking, listening to music, surfing on tumblr (obviously XD).

Personality : I'm a introvert, and I may seem a bit closed off at first, but I'm fun to be around once I feel comfortable being myself around you. I'm really sarcastic, and sometimes I put myself in ridiculous situations because I'm a dumbass. I hate confrontations, from the bottom of my heart, and most of the time I'm more of a diplomatic person. But if I have to stand my ground for someone or something I care about, I will. I'm a really loyal friend, so long as you show me that you "deserve" my loyalty (ex : being there when I need you, Not ghosting me XD). I'm an eldest, and I love my siblings, even though they drive me crazy most of the times. I love learning new things, reading new things.

And I think that's it ^^. Thank you so much for your time and have a nice day :)

Want one? Here be the rules 🦋🌈

𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Ubbe! Bjorn and Ivar are too ... brazen, Hvitzerk is too immature. So I went with Ubbe; who is a mixture of fun and responsibility. He can get down to business and be a leader, while keeping other people safe. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・Begs you to braid his hair and to have a matching braid in your hair

・Gives the best hugs: he’s usually the one to initiate hugs. Ubbe will come up behind you and sweep you into his strong arms, squishing you to his chest

・For affection, Ubbe likes to bite - he’ll nip at your earlobe, or nose, even in public

𝐃𝐂

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Dick Grayson! Um, so I hope you’ve seen Titans? I haven’t seen a whole lot, but I get the gist of each character. I sense that Dick Grayson has a good heart, but will do what needs to be done. I think you work well with a partner who has a soft side, a kind side - one where you know they have your best interest at heart. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・Doesn’t want you in danger or the firing line - so he’s often adamant that you can’t fight. You’ve had a few fights about it, but he finally relented. (You would have joined anyway, no matter if he gave ‘permission’ or not)

・He’s actually really clean when you live together. Always picks up after himself, and if he’s making a drink or food, he automatically makes enough for you as well. He’ll just bring the plate over and silently set it down in front of you while you’re watching tv

・Loves when you read to him, especially if it’s a classic novel like Lord of the Rings or IT

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

(Um can we just appreciate this gif for a second? Imagine him LOOKING AT YOU LIKE THAT OMG) I ship you with Steve Harrington! I think you need someone to balance out your chaotic side. When you get yourself into sticky situations, Steve would always be there to get you out of it. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・He is so soft with you! He always makes sure you’re fed, you’re hydrated, and content. Steve will go to the ends of the earth to make sure you’re happy

・Calls you “sweetheart,’ “honey,” “honey-buns,” he just loves calling you lovey-dovey nicknames. Being in love makes Steve sickly sweet. 

・You guys go to the drive ins a LOT!!! You’ll get popcorn and lay down in the back of the wagon, with blankets and pillows

#ships #match ups #open

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

A Little Bit Of Blood Changes Everything

by WhatInGodsName

Tim is very self-reliant. He could look after the Drake Manor all alone by age six. His nanny only came around once a week to clean a bit. He was an adult in a child's body. Or so he thinks. The truth is, he is still just a child: A child that had to grow up too early in this bleak city. Without parents, adults, or even a Pokemon, he was alone. And in his isolation, he gained a dangerous hobby. Every few nights, he would explore Gotham alone. He has nothing but a camera. In a world full of powerful monsters, some humans, others not. What happens when one night, a Pokemon comes crashing into Tim's life?

Words: 1142, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Justice League - All Media Types, Young Justice - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Tim Drake, Janet Drake, Jack Drake, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Ra's al Ghul, Barbara Gordon, Cassandra Cain, Duke Thomas, Stephanie Brown, Talia al Ghul, Pokemon - Character

Relationships: Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Ra's al Ghul

Additional Tags: Bad Parent Jack Drake, Bad Parent Janet Drake, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Tim Drake-centric, Tim Drake Angst, Tim Drake's Missing Spleen, Tim Drake is Not Okay, Hurt/Comfort, Pokemon Death, Pokemon Training, Legendary Pokemon, Pokemon Battles, Coffee Lover Tim Drake, coffee addict tim drake, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Jason Todd Has Issues, jason todd is a asshole, but we love him, Tim Drake Has Abandonment Issues, Tim Drake and Jason Todd are Siblings, Tim Drake and Damian Wayne are Siblings, pleae correct me if i make an error, Attempt at Humor, Gotham City Police Department, gotham is a shithole, Gotham City is Terrible, Crazy Gotham City, Blood and Injury, Major Character Injury, do pokemon count as OC's, no beta we die like jason todd, Tim Drake Being a Little Shit, Smart Tim Drake, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, damian wayne learns how to be nice, Dick is a Dick (9 to 5), Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Dick Grayson Needs Therapy, Dick Grayson Makes Mistakes, big mistakes, Found Family, Angst with a Happy Ending, everyone becomes a better person at the end, Tim Drake is So Done, Tim Drake is Bad at Self-Care, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Alfred Pennyworth Knows, Creepy Ra's al Ghul, Bad Person Ra's al Ghul

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/40551045

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

[timeturner-jay]

A Logical Solution to Relationship Problems, as Presented by Robin

Fandom: Young Justice Rated: T (for some swearing) Characters: Artemis Crock, Dick Grayson Pairings: Background Spitfire, pre-Traught if you want to read it that way.

Summary: Artemis has a fight with Wally. Robin knows just the thing to cheer her up. (Gotham Gang bonding by doing Gotham Things together. I will die on this hill.) Canon compliant.

Artemis groaned and slumped against the wall, drawing her knees up to her chest and letting her phone slip out of her fingers, absently watching it land on the mattress with a light bounce.

She had the vague urge to punch something, and she eyed her pillow disdainfully; it wasn't a villain or her idiot of a boyfriend, but it would have to do.

In the end, slamming her fist into the soft material turned out to be less satisfying than she had anticipated – if anything, it only made her feel even more frustrated.

She opted for hugging it to her chest instead as she buried her face in the pillowcase and muttered half-hearted curses into it.

What a shitty night.

Wally was great. He was sweet, he was funny – and he was utterly clueless sometimes.

Artemis let out a huff and glared at her phone like the device was at fault for the fight that had sprung up between her and the speedster.

It had only been three months since that fateful New Year's Eve at the Watchtower. Her rational mind whispered that they were still figuring things out between themselves, and that misunderstandings were bound to happen. Her fist, however, said that it would very much like to punch someone's teeth in instead of worrying about technicalities.

She let her head drop back against the wall dramatically and buried her bare toes further into her comforter. God, this was so stupid. She was acting like a typical teenager in some romcom. This was almost as bad as Hello, Megan. Not that she'd ever say that to M'gann's face, but the Martian's favourite TV show contained exactly the kind of drama that Artemis didn't want in her life. Period.

Still though, her wounded pride stung.

She was itching to go out and do something, but this was Gotham. Batman didn't like other heroes in his city, and she had a reputation to uphold with her hero identity anyway. Artemis was supposed to be a Star City heroine. She couldn't just show up in Gotham City unannounced, or people would start asking questions.

Artemis was just considering the benefits of making the long trek down to the Zeta Tube when a polite knock on her window startled her so badly that she almost fell off her bed.

She was on the fifth floor.

What the fuck.

In one fluid movement, she dove forward, drew her pistol crossbow out from under her bed and trained it on the window, staring through the dirty glass pane with adrenaline-fuelled focus.

Robin grinned awkwardly and waved his free hand in a gesture of cheerful surrender.

Dropping her crossbow in a mixture of baffled surprise and bemused annoyance, Artemis got to her feet and made her way over to the window.

She pulled it open with a little more force than strictly necessary.

“What do you want?”, she asked drily.

Robin gave her a cheeky smile as he climbed all the way up and perched on her windowsill. “Aww, and I'm happy to see you too, Arty!”, he exclaimed.

He then sobered a little. “Actually, I've had a certain speedster whine to me about his relationship problems for the last four hours. He has now succeeded in eating himself into a chocolate-induced coma, so I wanted to check up on you. Wally was mostly feeling sorry for himself, but you-”, he gestured awkwardly, completely failing to underline his point in any meaningful way.

The vigilante huffed and started over. “I thought you might like someone to talk to too. I pride myself on being an impartial and very objective neutral party!”

Artemis felt oddly touched amidst her annoyance, but there was also something else that was very much bothering her.

“How the fuck do you even know where I live, Boy Wonder?”

His smile became sheepish.

“I've always known”, he admitted uncomfortably. “Detective, remember? Actually, Batman had me do surveillance on you for a few days before he offered you that spot on the Team. Sorry about that. The only thing that we knew back then was that Sportsmaster's daughter was running around the city in a costume, but we figured out pretty quickly that you were on our side.”

He coughed awkwardly.

“Bats didn't want you doing the hero-thing in Gotham, at least not unsupervised, so I suggested adding you to the Team instead. That way, you'd get some contacts in the Justice League, better equipment and better chances to help out where it counted. He thought it was a good idea, so he made the arrangements to meet you together with GA.”

Artemis just stared at him, struck dumb.

“Okay. I have no idea if I want to hit you or hug you right now”, she muttered darkly. “But Robin? That's creepy. Seriously, why must you ninja-types always pull weird shit like that?”

His grin regained some of its previous brightness, but the rest of his body language made it clear than he was definitely feeling at least somewhat embarrassed. “Yeah, I know. Sorry again. But I'm glad that I finally got to tell you. Playing dumb about the whole situation in front of you and the Team was really frustrating.”

He got up and hopped off the windowsill, landing inside her room in one annoyingly graceful movement.

“And don't worry. Your secrets are safe with me. I won't tell anyone that you're really a Gothamite, if you'd prefer your private life to stay private. Trust me, I get it.”

Artemis snorted. That, at least, she could easily believe. “No doubts there, Mr. Sunglasses-Indoors”, she teased and lightly boxed him on the shoulder.

He grinned up at her without a hint of remorse, bowing with a dramatic flourish. “I aim to please.”

As Robin straightened back up, she gave him a critical glance. “Thanks for the offer to talk, I guess”, she said, bending down to collect her crossbow off the floor. It wouldn't do to leave her weapons lying around.

She gazed at the well-worn fibreglass handle thoughtfully, trailing her finger along the loading mechanism. “But to be honest, this thing Baywatch and me were fighting about is kind of stupid. Talking about it would only make me feel even more annoyed, I think.”

She lifted her eyes, meeting Robin's gaze. “I'd rather let some steam off.”

Her growing grin was mirrored on his face.

Robin's voice was low and conspiratorial as he leaned forward, and his excited energy was contagious. “I know just the thing. Grab your gear.”

“You're insane.” The flat words were matched by Artemis' equally flat expression, but Robin only cackled. He was only further proving her point, as far as she was concerned. He always sounded absolutely bonkers when he did that.

The duo was standing on a bridge overlooking Gotham's impressive network of train tracks, and Artemis tightened her grip on the shaking railing as a freight train sped by beneath their feet, the vibrations prickling up her legs even through her combat boots.

“No, I'm serious”, she argued. “You're insane. Mad. Absolutely out of your mind!”

Robin's laugh only grew louder, and she gave him a sour glare. “Train surfing. There's no way in hell that I'm going train surfing with you. Train surfing isn't even a thing!”

“Sure it's a thing!”, Robin grinned, his voice still airy and breathless from all his stupid laughter. “Believe it or not, Batman is the one who invented it. ...Admittedly though, he probably wasn't expecting me to make a regular hobby out of it.”

Artemis let out another exaggerated groan, but quite frankly, the idea was starting to grow on her. This was absolutely stupid and idiotic. It was the most reckless thing she had ever heard of.

“What the hell”, she sighed, a slow grin growing on her face. “Let's do it.”

“I was hoping you'd say that”, Robin cackled and promptly pulled something out of one of his many hidden pockets.

It looked like two long, black strips of ...fabric? Artemis stared in puzzlement as Robin reached out to hand her one of the things.

She took it and turned it over in her hands, feeling the dense, soft material between her fingers. It felt almost like a-

“No.”

Her eyes met Robin's, and she got the vivid impression that he was winking at her from behind his mask.

“No. No way.”

He just shrugged and proceeded to tie his own blindfold around his head.

An incredulous laugh bubbled up in her chest, and Artemis doubled over, laughing more freely than she had in what felt like years. She felt light and almost dizzy with excited adrenaline.

“Train surfing! While blindfolded! You're a madman!”

Robin shot her a grin that was somehow still just as bright and dazzling, despite half his face being obscured by fabric.

The archer savoured her laughter for a few more moments as it faded away into breathless giggles, and she gripped the black fabric with renewed determination. The grin on her face was excited enough to rival Robin's own as she raised the blindfold up to her face.

“Fuck yeah. Let's go!”

The wind was whipping past her and her whole body felt alive with the intense vibrations that were racing up her legs from the shaking rooftop of the train.

It was surprisingly easy to stay upright – it wasn't her first time standing on a moving train of course, but all the other times, the Mission had been involved somehow; sometimes even to the point that they were battling on top of the speeding trailers.

She had never thought to associate the sensation with fun.

There was a sudden jolt and she stumbled, regaining her footing with a startled laugh that was echoed from where Robin was standing a few feet to her right.

The sounds of traffic approached rapidly and then faded again just as quickly. They must have just crossed one of the highway bridges, which meant they were well out of Gotham by now. She had no idea where they were even going, but she didn't care. The lack of direction suited her just fine tonight.

For a long time, it was just her, the wind and the train beneath her feet, her body intuitively feeling every curve and shift before it happened, moving to adjust for them without any conscious effort of her own.

The excitement that had been bubbling in her veins slowly faded, being replaced by a calm, warm assuredness that settled in her chest and spread through her whole body, leaving a happy tingling in its wake. A small, contented smile curled the corners of her mouth upwards.

She flung her arms wide, feeling the wind rush past her relaxed limbs. It caught her hair and sent her long ponytail streaming out behind her like a golden flag.

She felt so weightless.

It almost felt like she was flying.

The train gave another unexpected jolt, but this time, she just leaned into the wind further and greeted it with an elated cry, trusting her feet to keep her steady as she allowed herself to get lost in the feeling of utter and absolute freedom.

Her head felt clear for the first time in forever, free of all the things that had been tying her down.

There was just the moment, just this point in time.

She knew that the past would catch up to her again once this was over, and that worries for the future wouldn't be far off either, but for now, she was alive right here and now, and nothing else mattered.

Robin thought similarly, if his own delighted shout was anything to go by.

“By the way, Artemis!” His words barely even reached her, torn away by the wind the moment they left his mouth.

“At the speed we're moving, there should be a tunnel coming up very soon!”

As if to confirm his words, there was another jolt and the feeling of the train's vibrations suddenly changed.

Artemis guessed that they must have switched tracks. Damn, Robin was good.

His next shout sounded a lot more urgent. “Basically, DOWN!”

She was on her back almost as soon as the words left Robin's mouth, her hands blindly grasping for purchase on the smooth roof.

Barely a moment later, a solid wall of stale air hit her body, and suddenly, the train's noise was coming from everywhere at once, echoed back at her from within a much smaller space.

The vibrations, now shaking the whole length of her body, tickled her laughter out of her once more, and she didn't care how loud and breathless it was. Robin joined in a moment later, and their shared exhilaration filled up the darkness around them.

“Thanks for tonight”, Artemis said, and she really meant it.

She swayed slightly, her body still moving with the phantom sensations of a train that wasn't there anymore, and she shared a small smile with Robin, who was standing unfairly steadily compared to her.

They had switched trains eventually, boarding one that was heading back to Gotham, and it had taken them a while to make their way back to her decrepit apartment building.

It was probably close to sunrise now, but Artemis was far from tired. She didn't think that she'd be able to get much sleep with the remaining adrenaline that was still thrumming through her body.

Standing next to the familiar brick walls of her home now, she was almost sad that the night was ending. Still though, the calm happiness that had settled in her chest earlier wouldn't be shaken. She didn't think that she had felt this at peace in a long time.

What had she and Wally been fighting about again? It seemed so insignificant now.

She knew that her boyfriend wouldn't be getting up for a few more hours, but she would call him once he'd be getting ready for school.

She needed to apologise and set things right.

There were more important things than petty squabbles, and she certainly wouldn't allow them to get in the way of the people and things she loved.

“You know what? This was exactly what I needed.” She shot Robin a satisfied smirk, which he returned easily enough.

“Next time you go train surfing again, definitely give me a call.”

He grinned. “You got it! I knew you'd love it.”

And yeah, as much as she hated to admit it, she absolutely did. Robin definitely knew how to have a good time, she'd give him that.

“So, huh. Guess I'll be heading back upstairs now”, Artemis said, giving the dark Gotham sky a critical glance. It was as grey as it ever was, but dark enough that she could safely conclude that sunrise was still some ways off.

“Maybe we can both try to get at least a little sleep. We could probably use it.”

Robin gave her a wry nod and made an aborted motion to raise his hand in a cheeky wave, when suddenly, a bright yellow glare lit up the night sky.

Artemis blinked frantically, trying to clear her eyes as she turned them up towards the looming clouds again.

The Bat Symbol stood out in all its glory against the dark smog, and there was the distinct sound of sirens wailing in the distance.

Robin's raised hand dropped back to his side.

“Oh. Huh”, he said. “So much for sleep, I guess.”

He turned back towards Artemis, one of his trademark grins lighting up his face once again.

“Batman is out of town right now, actually. He wants me to keep an eye on things, but this seems like it might be big. Wanna come along? I don't think people will ask too many questions as long as they see you working together with me.”

Taking the invitation for what it was, Artemis answered him with one of her own smirks. “Oh yeah, I've got plenty of energy left. Just try to keep up, Boy Wonder.”

The warm, happy feeling within her chest only grew brighter as Artemis turned to disappear into the shadows of this dark, familiar city alongside her friend.

It felt like coming home.

#Young Justice #Artemis Crock #Dick Grayson #Robin #Traught #Background Spitfire #Gotham Gang #train surfing #Dick Grayson has crazy hobbies #gods these two are both insane #I love them #Not only is there a criminal lack of Traught content in this fandom #There's also an even more criminal lack of content that has these two hanging out in Gotham #come on #there's so much potential #Just #them doing Gotham Things #That's all I ask for #But since there's barely anything in this niche #I shall provide #fanfic #fanfiction

[bad4amficideas]

I'm the Bat?! (Earth 1T8) - The Court of Owls

More like WHY THE COURT? Feats Talon-Ric-Dick

Note: English is not my language, so I hope you will be understanding of any flaws you find.

NO, I'M THE BAT?! IS NOT A Yandere!Talon!Dick x Bat!Reader, IT'S JUST THE MOOD THIS MONTH, OKAY?

Because they are NOT crazy. And because I read Isekai Villainess things... and because 2nd option was League of Assasins and I didn't know how to put Damian in and it seemed like a must if I did 😅 Must betareadthis

Among the villains of Gotham, it's irremediable for our Bats (if they knows anything about lore) to empathize with a large part of them. Even if not, Gotham and Batman, compared to other heroes /antiheroes/vigilantes has always been known for villains who not only have the standard sad background or in which an outside observer could project themselves, but also had mental affections.

The Court of Owls however is made up of sane, greedy, ambitious, determined people among many things. And paraphrasing a sage from here Tumblr; there are few ways to make a perfect assassination, but many to scam the state without being detected.

The danger of the Court of Owls for our Bat!Reader, and I think of Batman is that they're an enemy that, if they were led by a head or council as intelligent as the members of the Batfam are (which IS THE CASE IN EARTH 1T8) and willwork accordingly; they has the potential to do the same things as President Lex Luthor, Bruce Wayne, and Batman.

After all they're many rich and influential families united, even if individually they aren't close to the Wayne or Luthor.

So, here is Reader, with an opponent who, just think about it, doesn't oppose him illegally but by the damned and badly written law, using it, and among public resources and the population itself. And we all know and have seen how humanity works as a conglomerate, as a herd. And how hateful legal procedure is and change it for the better (there's a reason Bruce put on the cape to begin with!) They would be an enemy that Reader couldn't overthrow without taking the city, or even the country, with them, as long as the Court knows how to play their cards (btw I don't understand how, having been in Gotham so long, were they so "easily" destroyed without the city resenting it).

After all, Bruce doesn't put all of his eggs in one basket that's why Batman is there, so why should the Court?

But rest assured, our Bats even if isn't a genius from birth, is a genius of hard work, has educated themselves, has bled, sweated and cried to get to where it is and has a precognitive advantage.

Them, this would equalize and "nullify" them. It kinda would make Gotham City something similar to other cities, an unknown blessing to its inhabitants.

And it would also serve to cover the "weird hobby" part of the Bat!Reader, maintaining an annoyance and activity to occupy the mind, without oversaturating it.

TALON OR OWLMAN

"Y/N Wayne... The Court of Owls has sentenced you to..."

In Earth 1T8, this whole not-so-hypothetical situation occurred after the annexation of Dick Grayson to the Court of Owls; they had to put someone smart in the lead to keep up with him, or at least someone with... balls to got him as we could say.

This Dick wasn't totally reprogrammed for various reasons, among others than the Court intention of "breeding" the perfect Talon acted as a double-edged sword. But, damn if he still did not learned the best-worst that he could.

And when his yandere tendencies towards Reader started to erupt, this learning obviously included being more cunning and how to get away getting the ONLY thing he wanted given that between his grandfather and Bats the issues of his parents were well settled.

As I mention before, Dick has various masks going in this AU but, although he may even pretend confusing them (more like, Dick and Talon actually) for his "parents", the truth is that he has very clear who is who. And Reader has the bad habit of getting the Dick in him... mainly because something else wouldn't be credible for our Bat.

He's increasingly tempted by the idea of giving a coup in the Court to stop having bosses and not being "spurred" by his weakness (electrum), not that he needs to use it as often as the rest of Talons for obvious reasons.

Definitely for him his grandfather has ceased to be a family and a teacher and has become a roof and a chain, so it's the first ballast that will fall so that he can spread his wings and fly away with you.

Of course, no one knows that Talon is obsessed with Bats, only that Ric is fixated on Wayne, but this isn't to say that an observer searching it cannot notice. Talon enjoys more than is allowed to lose in one way or another all his weapons to enter melee with the Bat, for example. And if he's not sent on a mission related to you... he just kills another Talon, puts himself in their place, and after the encounter, lets the body seems as if went through as the most convenient death in the ensuing melee. Of course, losing the opportunity is NOT an option.

Sadly, it's because of so many masks that Dick can't afford to kidnap you just yet and do his ways to makes sure to grab all your attention he can in any mask he has. Ric gaslight artistically everyone he catches on his way to you, metaphorically pulling as many people out of many windows as necessary.

And when he "gots" you, the blue of his eyes darkens, highlighting the gold that has corrupted them. But, when you gots Dick, his smile and his eyes are the most damaging of his weapons.

"...come with me".

#👾.txt #earth 1t8 #dc imagines #yandere dc imagines #talon!dick x reader

[taggingtim]

Why I love Pre-Boot Tim Drake and why the Reboot has ruined him

I love Tim Drake.  He is my favorite comic book character of all time.  I’ve been really upset the past few days about what DC has been doing with him lately, and I thought it would be cathartic for me to write something up about it.  (No, this isn’t a rant about Tim being bi/gay; it’s a much larger problem than that. But I’ll get to that in a bit.) Bear with me for a bit of history, first.

When I was a kid I loved the Batman Animated Series.  I know this will lose me a lot of internet cred, but I always preferred the fourth season. In particular, I loved Tim Drake. He was fun and funny and I absolutely adored him.  I used to beg my mom to take me to the mall so I could buy issues of Gotham Adventures. For my birthday one year my parents got me a subscription to the comic, and I was blown away by the idea that I could have comics MAILED to my HOUSE.

Around middle school I started collecting Marvel comics, mostly X-men stuff.  I loved them, but when I started college I quit the hobby for financial reasons.

 Fast forward a few years, and I felt I was financially stable enough to start buying comics again. Rather than going back to Marvel, I decided to give Batman comics a chance.  I had no idea where to start, and when I found out my beloved Tim had his own comic series, I thought it was a perfect entry point into the Batman universe. I bought the complete series from a local comic shop and dove in.

 Tim’s Robin series was exactly what I was looking for in a comic.  He was very different from little Timmy Todd from BtAS, but I loved him. I built the rest of my comic collection around him, grabbing up every book that he was featured in, from Young Justice to Teen Titans to Batman, Detective Comics, Nightwing, Red Robin, and many others.  I have random books from series like The Demon just because Tim was in them.

 So why did I like Tim so much?  What about this character made me so excited for more?  I found in Tim something that I had never seen in a comic book before: character growth.  Somehow, though he was written by many different authors over many different years, Tim managed to have a character arc that is consistent and makes sense. Sure, there were a few small bumps along the way, but on the whole Tim has always stayed true to his character, and he’s developed in a way that the big name characters, like Batman, never can.

 When we’re first introduced to Tim, he’s a young teen who has been neglected by his parents growing up. He’s smart, healthy, and strong, but he lacks so much self confidence and has little sense of self worth.  Tim notices Bruce’s increasing violence as he grieves for the loss of his son, and Tim knows he needs to step in and help.  Batman needs a Robin.

 For most characters, this would be the part where Tim put himself forward for the job.  But he doesn’t.  He seeks out Dick Grayson and begs him to come home instead.  It’s only when Batman and Nightwing are in danger and there is literally no one else to help that Tim steps up and dons the cape. And once he does, he’s constantly plagued by self-doubt, terrified he will screw up and leave Batman worse than ever before.

 From there, Tim undergoes intense training.  He never begs to be in the spotlight, doesn’t push to go out on the streets before he’s ready.  His goal is to help Bruce as much as possible.

 Here’s where I started to fall in love with him.  All that self-doubt, the constant need to be useful?  That’s exactly what you would expect to see from a child whose parents had ignored and neglected him.  He finally has a parental figure who sees him, who values him, and Tim does everything he can to make himself worthy in the hopes that Bruce will keep him around.

 This is the first example of character consistency that we see with Tim.  And it continues.  When his mom dies and his dad is put in a coma, you see Tim struggle to come to terms with losing the people he loves, but never had a relationship with.  Tim almost never mentions his mom after her death, because she just wasn’t present in his life.  When his dad recovers and decides to stick around, Tim struggles to build a relationship with him.  He’s plagued with guilt because he’s finally found the father figure he needed in Bruce, but he thinks that he’s supposed to feel that way for Jack.  It’s a running undercurrent in their relationship that creates distance between them for years.

 This is already so long, so I’m going to try to summarize a bit more.  We get to watch Tim grow up.  We see his awkward relationship with his first girlfriend, Ariana.  He doesn’t know how to treat her; he’s never had the opportunity to observe a healthy relationship.  But he tries so, so hard.  All of Tim’s relationships are awkward, because he’s never had a model of a good one. Steph is a great match for him, because she’s very vocal about what she wants and needs, and she isn’t afraid to call Tim out when he messes up, which is exactly what Tim needs.

 Big things happen to Tim. He’s stuck with Jean-Paul Valley, who slowly goes insane, leaving Tim to try to keep the city in one piece.  He’s infected with the Clench, a plague that sweeps over Gotham and kills everyone it touches, and barely escapes with his life. His girlfriend is sexually assaulted, leaving him to deal with the fallout.  His family moves out of Gotham, and he has to sneak back in during No Man’s Land to help.  His relationship with his dad has intense ups and downs, resulting in him being sent to boarding school, punished in a variety of ways, and generally caused a lot of trouble in his life.

 Then people start dying. Over the course of about a year in his life, Tim loses his girlfriend, his dad, a close friend, and his best friend, each of whom dies under tragic conditions.  Tim’s grief is intense, and he is understandably traumatized by the losses. We see fundamental changes in his character.  He changes his costume from something bright and cheerful to something darker that reflects his emotional state.  He’s more subdued, his adventures a little more serious.

 When Bruce first tries to adopt him, Tim literally creates an uncle and hires an actor to play him, just to avoid dealing with the situation.  Bruce has viewed Tim as a son for years, so to him the adoption is an obvious step.  For Tim, it feels like a betrayal of his father, and it takes a while before he’s ready to accept Bruce’s love, home, and a place in his family.  

 When Damian shows up on the scene, Tim really struggles with him, and not just because early Damian is a horrid brat who tries to kill Tim on multiple occasions.  Tim has always felt the need to earn his place with Bruce, and Damian constantly throws all of Tim’s biggest fears in his face—he’s not wanted or needed now that the “real” son is here, he’s not worthy of a place in the family, he’s not good enough.

 Tim tries to clone Conner, his best friend.  He’s lost so many people, and he’s desperate to get them back.  Conner was cloned to begin with and fully matured over a very short period of time; the technology clearly exists, so why can’t Tim use it to get his best friend back?  And if he can get Conner back, why not the others he’s lost?  He eventually gives up, but when he eventually gets access to a Lazarus Pit, he immediately wants to incorporate the waters into his process so he can revive his loved ones.  With Dick’s help, Tim eventually decides to let it go, but it’s such a poignant moment for the character.

 Then Bruce dies, and Dick takes Robin away.  Tim switches to the Red Robin persona as he travels the world, alone, trying to prove that he was right.  He has to deal with the trauma of losing another father, finds out that his girlfriend never died but let him hurt so much for so long.  His brother and the only close friend he has left both think his grief has overwhelmed his sense and that he’s gone crazy.  He’s utterly alone.

 The Red Robin series is such a great culmination for Tim.  He finds a place for himself as a hero, as a CEO.  He gets parts of his family back—Bruce, Steph, Bart, Conner.  He finally figures out who he wants to be and creates a place for himself.

 This overarching character development is what I love about Tim.  His many, many traumas impact his decisions, and you can clearly see how he changes over time as a result of them.  I didn’t even go into his development as a leader from his early fumbling with Young Justice to his strong leadership of the Teen Titans, or how his relationships with Conner, Bart, and Cassie develop so fluidly and realistically over the years.

 This is why I love Tim. Characters like Batman are static; nothing that happens to them will ever have a lasting impact, because in the end the character always returns to what they were.  Tim, on the other hand, has changed and developed A LOT since his initial appearance.  His growth has always been consistent and logical.

 When the reboot happened, all of that character growth was lost.  Tim was replaced with a jerk who betrayed his friends and cheated on his girlfriend.  DC has basically retconned all of this and tried to turn Tim back into who he was, but by taking away all of the things that have happened to him over the years, Tim has lost SO MUCH.

 I keep looking for my Tim in recent comics, and I just can’t find him.  It breaks my heart, because I love him so much, and it feels like he’s lost to me forever.  The most recent Young Justice comic series actually gave me hope; I felt like maybe, finally, someone was going to write Tim correctly.  He had his primary friendships back, his relationship with Steph was developing (even if they seem to have completely dropped all the development around Steph’s decision to let Tim think she was dead).  The actual book itself wasn’t fantastic, but it felt like they were headed in the right direction.

 Over the last few days, I read the Batman: Urban Legends books.  I actually read the Batman/Red Hood story first, which was fantastic.  I was really excited to read Tim’s story (though I already knew how it ended).  Jason’s character was handled so well, and he seemed to actually have some character development that will hopefully last.  I anticipated the same for Tim.

 But Tim’s story was awful. The plot was all over the place—kids are being kidnapped, so Tim has to join a pain cult to get them back?  He’s somehow helping Oracle with computer issues while simultaneously questioning witnesses?  He’s broken up with Steph, off camera, shortly after telling her how much he loves her, but Steph somehow thinks that they should have a caring relationship where Tim tells her what he’s feeling?  Bernard has somehow become a good enough fighter to stand side by side with Robin?  Tim STILL doesn’t have a code name?  Why is everyone suddenly hounding him about what he wants to do with his life?

 It’s just such a mess of a story.  If it didn’t end with Tim agreeing to go on a date with Bernard, no one would ever have even mentioned it.  There’s nothing particularly re-readable or enjoyable about it.

 I actually liked that they brought Bernard back. I really enjoyed him in the original Robin series. It’s been a while since I read that part of the series (I’m actually working my way back through it now).  I know Bernard always read as gay to me, yet somehow I felt like he was out of character in these books.

 And then, the climax of the story.  Tim is bi, or gay, or has at least agreed to go on a date with a boy.

 If this had happened in the pre-boot, when Tim was Red Robin and had an actual character arc, I honestly wouldn’t have had an issue with it.  I do think it would have needed a LOT more build up than it was given here.  Tim has always been a very introspective character, and we’ve been party to so much of his internal monologue over the years.  It seems very strange to me that such a huge thing just sneaks up on him out of nowhere when he’s never even thought about it before.

 But more than that, this story just feels like the final death blow for the Tim I loved.  The whole arc is about how Tim doesn’t know who he is or who he wants to be.  What will his hero name be?  Will he go to college?  What is he going to do with his life?  These are all great questions, and his answer to all of them is… date a boy?  

 Is this going to be his defining characteristic going forward?  From here will we just see Tim exploring and discovering his sexuality?  The Tim we have now doesn’t have a family, a team, a purpose, or even a code name.  Why was this the thing that DC decided to give us?  It feels like they wanted to make a gay Robin and decided it would be Tim because they didn’t know what else to do with him.

 It’s stupid, but I honestly feel like I’ve spent the past few days grieving the loss of a loved one. The Tim that DC is presenting now is just not the person that I knew.  Tim would never break up with Steph that abruptly for what he admits is no apparent reason.  He would never say “just call me Robin, since Damian’s out of town.”  Everything that I love about Tim seems to be gone, and in its place DC has given me a date with a boy.  

 Again, it’s not Tim being not-straight that I have an issue with.  I’ve never read the character that way, but it’s something I can live with. My issue is the way it was handled. Why not make Tim an actual person first, and then explore his sexuality?  Send him off to college!  He’s obviously thinking about it!  It’s the perfect opportunity to give him his own book.  He can move to a different city, choose a new name, and DC can introduce a whole new set of characters.  Figure out which parts of Tim’s backstory are still canon, and which have been dropped. Make him a person again, and then let him explore his sexuality.

 I know this post is all over the place, and I don’t have time right now to go back and edit it.  I just really needed an outlet for my frustration.  Right now it feels like there are so many people who are so excited about Tim being bi/gay, but they don’t know anything else about him.  I keep seeing people comment how DC has been “dropping hints for years!” with no evidence other than “he and Superboy were really close!”  I guess I’d just really like to have some dialogue with other people who are fans of Tim, rather than fans of Tim-as-bi/gay or fans of Tim-as-straight.

 Does anyone else feel this way?  I’d honestly like to have a dialogue about it with other long time fans.

#Tim Drake #Red Robin #this is a long one #pre-boot vs reboot #this formatting is a little weird #Batman: Urban Legends 6 #Batman: Urban Legends 5 #Batman: Urban Legends 4

[buffyandwillow]

since this blog is mostly empty, here are some handy links if you want to look at stuff i've made+posted to previous blogs or ao3!

almost entirely buffy/dr who/dc as those have been the fandoms i've most actively participated in.

buffy

art things

this creepy drusilla art on ao3

this buffy/faith art on ao3

this buffy/willow kiss

this other buffy/willow drawing

this faith/buffy/spike art full of SYMBOLISM on ao3 (tumblr version)

faith with pride flag

buffy/cordy polaroid

these little buffy + faith arts

gifs & graphics

faith/tara parallels - gifset

buffy/faith + strangers lyrics - gifset

buffy/faith - graphic

fred/faith - mashup gifs

faith/tara - mashup gifs

buffy/kendra - gifset

darla/dru - gifset

buffy/willow - gifset

buffy+willow in every episode - compilation of 144 screenshots (i picked so many good ones, i love this post)

buffy/rose - dw crossover graphics

cute moodboards: willow/tara, buffy/dru, buffy/satsu, faith/nadira, plus another faith/nadira graphic

fic stuff

general ao3 link for buffy fic self-recs:

this post-series buffy/anya fic where anya is a ghost (4.5k)

this creepy buffy/faith afterlife au (6.2k)

this s7 rewrite where buffy and willow are in love (12k, wip)

this s1 rewrite with buffy/dru i will finish eventually (2.2k, wip)

this buffy/lost girl fusion (1k)

this fred+illyria character study (1k)

writing buffy femslash was a primary hobby for a long time, but most of my short fics have since been deleted. i'm hoping to edit, organize, and repost a bunch of them eventually (like i did with this collection of faith/tara fics).

also these are my favourite buffy/willow fics written by other people. i re-read them often and they all withstand the test of time, truly quality works. the first fic on there is from 2004 and it's one of the best things i've read in buffy fandom ever. linking this post because it's pretty and showcases my good taste tbh!

doctor who

art/graphic things

this empty child pen drawing

this gifset was my first to reach 20k notes so it has been saved

i used to make a lot of neat dw graphics, there was such a great community surrounding that in 2014-2015! while i've saved all the files on my computer, though, i've lost the links to the actual posts.

fic stuff

general ao3 link for dw fic self-recs:

this rose x clara soulmate au (7k)

dw femslash was how i got into writing fic into 2014! only a few of my works remain as i lost all my tumblr fic when i deleted my first blog, nowrunalong.

dc (mostly dceu)

art things

general ao3 link for dc art self-recs:

these bruce+clark tarot cards

this diana/elizabeth swann potc crossover

fic stuff

general ao3 link for dc fic self-recs:

this dceu superbat fic with bartender clark (8.7k)

this fic with dick grayson robin and also superbat (1k)

this shazam fic where billy meets superman (2.7k)

this dceu established relationship superbat feat. emotional angst fic was extremely difficult to complete and i feel like i must mention it because of how many hours of my life it devoured (17k)

this superbat fic where bruce is an artist doesn't get a lot of hits because i don't know how to tag/summary good. but it's a cute pre-capes AU involving a romance in italy. (5.4k)

other fandoms

art things

general ao3 link for art self-recs:

this portrait of marcus bell from elementary

this original comic might be my favourite-ever artistic accomplishment and i did the whole thing from writing to colouring in just 2 weeks!

fic stuff

general ao3 link for writing self-recs:

this collection of short chloe/maze + trixie fics (lucifer, 1.4k)

this easy A fic (>1k)

this crazy ex-girlfriend fic is pretty good for just 100 words

#hello i love to make lists #this is pretty long so i put it under a cut

[paladin-of-nerd-fandom65]

Hark the Angels sing; It’s MORE Random Mary Grayson Headcanons!!.....I have apparently lost control of myself but hey these are fun XD 

Some of these are ones that focus on what can possibly fit into proper DCU canon while some are from AUs I have in mind (prominently, ‘What if the Flying Graysons all survived yet their son still became a Robin and eventually Nightwing?’ or ‘What if Mary was resurrected as a Talon for the Court of Owls yet was her personality more or less got brought back to normal?’)  

 I appreciate any to all feedback from replies to likes, but ESPECIALLY Reblogs  and more so, Reblogs with additional headcanons 

Either way, enjoy this nonsense 

- (Flying Graysons Alive AU)  Mary is perhaps one of the very few people alongside Batman, Red Arrow, and Lian Harper who can actually eat Green Arrow’s infamous chili recipe. Not even her husband can do it, with the latter having to chug two whole gallons of milk to soothe the burns. 

- One of her favorite hobbies whenever not practicing on trapeze is reciting and acting out Shakespeare plays. Her favorites being Romeo & Juliet, King Lear, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, and Macbeth. Most of the time, John and her often love playing the final scene in Romeo and Juliet as the titular characters respectfully. Apparently Mary has a hidden natural skill of playing dead so well it looks convincing to anyone who doesn’t know better. 

- (Talon!Mary AU) Upon regaining her memories and most of her personality back, one of the first things Mary asks is naturally of who was it that raised her son while she was gone, especially since this person was apparently the one that taught Dick into honing his acrobatic skills into crime fighting. When learning it was Gotham based billionaire Bruce Wayne, Mary made a briefest of stops to Wayne Manor to confront him about it. On the one hand, as a mother, she was all too commonly concerned and a bit baffled about this acquaintance of her husband and her being the one to do this for Dick without their permission. On the other, had it not been for Bruce as Alfred rightfully points out, Dick’s fate could’ve been far worse given the care system Gotham had him or even the Court of Owls double crossing their deal with her and making Dick a Talon anyways. Also, Bruce explained indeed it was ultimately Dick’s decision to swear an oath to crime fighting and his choice to avenge what happened to John and her, finding the thugs responsible for it. She acknowledges this and rather than have any animosity, Mary thanks Bruce for doing what he can and helping her son becoming the young man he is nowadays, a leader of the Titans, defender of Bludhaven and generally probably her greatest wish, a good person int he end. She declines Bruce’s offer to stay in either Gotham or Bludhaven but does say if a Crisis get too much for him and the Batfamily to handle on their own, she’ll more than willing to lend a hand. Such irony, an owl being a friend with a bat. 

- Being a Catholic, Mary often prays the Rosary prayer every Sunday at night before bed and especially during Holy Week. Dick carries on this tradition when moving into Wayne Manor and even nowadays in either his Bludhaven apartment or his room in Titans Tower since that’s what his Mother taught him. 

- Mary firmly understands the general fear of clowns some people tend to get. She firmly understands of the numerous unfortunate implications that come with the bright make up, goofy antics and general oddness clowns exhibit when being approached by casual folks. But thankfully, she definitely knows plenty of good clowns that are among her closest friends at Haly’s Circus and can say for certain they are the norms, not this Joker and his partner Harley Quinn everyone keeps paying attention to instead. Mary generally dislikes Joker and Harley and for good darn reasons.  

- She designed almost all of the Flying Graysons uniforms for each and every one of their tours and shows. They usually depend on the types of performances they perform for the night on their tour maps, helpfully categorized by John with colored pins on said maps. If the show’s a blue pin (safest of the stunts, safety nets set up), Mary and her family are wearing an all blue outfit with disco-esque collars and bird motifs (New 52 Nightwing origin ones); on red pins (larger crowds,bolder stunts yet safety nets still set) an green sleeveless bodysuit with a giant yellow stylized G on the torso (All Star Batman and Robin and Nightwing [2018-] Annual #2); and finally for Black Pins (Largest of crowds, most bold of stunts, no safety nets, example being Gotham) a green scaly leotard with a red tunic, green pixie boots and a pre show yellow cape. Said tunics having a black and yellow letter on the right side meaning their first names for example ‘M’ for Mary on hers and an ‘R’ for Richard, or as she calls it, ‘Robin’.  

- During tours in Japan, Mary always insists to bring with them before they leave an entire week’s worth of the dish called Katsudon, beef or pork cutlet on top of rice along with other ingredients. It’s basically a buffet dinner in one bowl.  

- In terms of music, Mary likes rock n roll in almost all of its subgenres. What she listens too depends on her mood at the time of the day. For instance when cleaning their trailer on bright sunny day, The Beatles are likely being blasted on her record speakers. Conversely on rainy nights with the trailer to herself and in the mood for something a bit heavier, Black Sabbath and Metallica are what’s pumping out in her headphones, performing air guitar like crazy without noticing John or Dick walking in to see that, much to their amusement. Dick actually bought those same songs his mother plays on his phones when moving to Wayne Manor. Bruce actually liked a lot of the stuff Dick played, in particular Black Sabbath......except for any songs by the Ramones, the Misfits or any hardcore punk rock. Bruce just wasn’t a fan. 

- (Flying Graysons Alive AU) Mary and John, after the events of the Circus and settling into a decent apartment in Gotham with Mr Wayne as their landlord, take jobs at a nearby fitness center. In particular, they are trapeze teachers for anyone willing to give the ropes a try. No matter the students they get, both Graysons are given the opportunity to impart their skills and their amazing acrobatic prowess to a new generation beyond their son. It probably helps that since they’re at said fitness center until it’s closing hours, they arrive home at almost the same time their son barely comes back from his Robin patrols. 

- (Flying Graysons Alive AU) Mary ADORES her grandchildren Mar’i and Jake. She is almost THE go-to babysitter for them whenever her son and his wife Kory are away on a very intense Titans and/or Bludhaven mission. Though it must be said, watching over two Tamaranean-Human hybrids proves no easy task since either one or both of the two rascals can accidentally do some damage to the apartment with their starbolts or enhanced strength when not carefully. Perhaps the trickiest period was when Mar’i was barely coming out of her toddler phase but still had their stubborn temper that can ignite said starbolts. Thankfully as Mar’i got older and her baby brother Jake proved on being far more relaxed and chill than his older sister at his age, watching over the two of them became far easier. Whenever, the three interact in small talk, they all speak primarily in lovari Romani Chib. Sometimes when reading them Tamaranean bedtime stories, the kids help with Mary’s Tamaranean since she’s always curious to learn new languages. More often than not, whenever getting a call for Dick to help watch Mar’i and Jake,the first thing she does almost immediately is check their mustard supply given what her grandchildren drink. Overall, Mar’i and Jake are a joy when they visit Mary and John and she can’t be any happier than that. 

#mary grayson #john grayson #dick grayson #the batman #mari grayson #jake grayson #mention #oliver queen #roy harper #lian harper #court of owls #talon #joker #Harley Quinn #headcanon #my posts

[moonlit-imagines]

Hi! For the shipping event, could I request a ship for Titans, with a mentor as the extra choice? My name is Kath, I'm a straight female (she/her), I'm a Sagittarius, a Ravenclaw, and an introvert. I like to read, write, go on walks, travel, take pictures, and spend time with my cat. I dislike spiders, ants, and not having time to myself when I need it. Some of my hobbies include listening to music, playing the piano, playing the ukulele, writing, drawing (though I'm not very good at it), and going for hikes with my friends.

s/o: dick grayson and you have known each other for years, and even when you were kids there was always that little spark. you’d run off together and get put on patrols and missions just to hang out. he actually ended up being your first kiss. your relationship didn’t start until later, but you two were always aware of your feelings for each other and respected each other’s boundaries greatly. he has always been understanding of you and although he really screws up from time to time, you know he means well and he’ll try his best to fix everything for you.

enemy: you had known bruce wayne since you were young, too, but with dick’s issues with him, you never really liked him. he’s not so much of an enemy as he is a colleague who is much harder to be around since your falling out when you calmly confronted him for being a batshit crazy parent and partner. you regret nothing.

best friend: donna troy and you were trained together vigorously and became a sidekick team that was sure to kick the asses of any adversaries that came your way. she and you were inseparable (to an extent) and so it really helped in your relationship with dick that you were all so close. she’s helped you through hard times and you’ve done the same for her. she’s practically a sister to you.

mentor: when diana prince agreed to train you, she didn’t just agree to that. she knew that she would have to be there for you in more ways than one and she did just that. luckily, your mentor was better than most and taught you the truths of the world while still giving you hope about its contents. you will never forget her teachings and plan to one day pass them on.

#ask #teaand dreams #shipping event #4k event

[alfred-play-despacito]

Tim and his Funky Protective Gloopy Parasite AU

I will most likely never get around to officially writing this, but I’ve had it saved since December and wanted to post it... I basically rewrote the entire Venom movie to fit JayTim, okies, so spoilers if you haven’t seen it yet. Also I borrowed a lot of the dialouge too.

Tim works as an investigator for Vicky Vale. She wants him to hack some shit to find out if there’s an affair going on between Harleen Quinzel and Pamela Isley. Or take photos. He can totally do a photojournalist type thing. Or both.

Tim’s long term girlfriend Steph is an intern at Neo Eden. Tim uses her employee login to hack into the system and look at Pamela’s emails— he finds reports about using humans as test subjects for alien parasite hosts to save the environment and stop global warming. The next day, he writes a report, bypasses it through the editors and posts it on the Gotham Gazette website. Vicky calls him in, fires him.

Tim: But this is real! Something finally important! People are dying! Vicky: We’re a gossip paper, Tim, not the Daily Planet. Isley has the money to sue us, you’re lucky she hasn’t shut us down completely.

Tim is all huffy, whatever, it’s fine. He only did it as a hobby/part time job, he has his whole Drake inheritance.

Steph has his stuff out on the sidewalk when he gets back to their place. She’s fucking livid. And tries knocking him in the face with a brick.

Steph: You couldn’t be fucking chill for, like, five minutes? Tim: She’s killing people with aliens on some Save-The-Planet agenda. Steph: That was my internship! I was lining up a job there! I got fired because of you. Tim: Do you really want to work at a place that’s experimenting with aliens though?

She breaks up with him. His face is on the cover of the Gazette, fresh off the press. “Drake Heir Posts False Rumors Attacking Pamela Isley.”

Tim: So that’s how Vickey got out of a lawsuit.

Tim’s just not in the mood for anything, depressed and all that, so he dedicates himself to living an Aesthetic Mood by buying some shitty apartment in the Bowery. It sucks but he gets a small routine. Friends with the late night shift at Batburger. His neighbors suck.

Eventually someone from Neo Eden approaches him. The dude is named Dick Grayson, he’s an undercover cop that’s been working at Neo Eden as a security guard to investigate the shady shit going on ever since Tim’s article was published. He asks Tim for help. Tim says no.

Tim goes across the city to the Burnley District to see Steph. He meets Cass, who graduated from Gotham University as a med student and now works at Gotham General Hospital. He’s really bummed and decides to call Dick back.

Dick brings him in at night to see the facility. Tim takes photos and then sees one of the poor dudes from Batburger is a test subject. He tries to help the dude out but it backfires (as things in Tim’s life tend to do) and the dude attacks Tim and that’s when Venom is transferred.

Tim and Dick sneak back out (because Dick’s not dying), and Dick drops him off at his shitty place in the Bowery.

Tim: So, are you going to get fired from GCPD?

Dick’s really vague but says he’ll be okay, his boss can sort it out (meaning Bruce.)

All the weird stuff starts happening to him. Crazy appetite. A fever. Venom starts speaking to him, just single words like, hungry and food.

Deliriously, Tim goes out and finds Steph grocery shopping with Cass. He is a little rabid and is raiding the frozen food section, Venom pointing things out, and Steph is really embarrassed. It reaches extreme levels when they pass the seafood section and Tim plops into the lobster tank.

They take Tim to Gotham General. Cass tries to do an MRI test but of course he spazzes because the loud noise hurts Venom. Tim claims he’s fine and leaves.

Back at his shitty apartment, he eats a bunch of garbage and pukes. Venom starts talking to him. (Diverging from the film for this next bit) Tim is kind of just like “fuck this,” and sits down to watch some mindless tv and hopefully nap. Venom introduces himself as Venom.

Tim: What the hell are you? Venom: I am Venom. Tim: You can’t just call yourself Venom. Every superhero or supervillain needs a civilian identity. Just because you’re some alien parasite doesn’t make you special. Venom: I’m not a parasite. Tim: Oh look, Friday the 13th is on. Awesome, I’ve never actually seen the entire thing, so be quiet.

Eventually Tim has an epiphany.

Tim: I’ll call you Jason!

Tim’s neighbor plays obnoxiously loud music and Jason freaks and Tim stomps over there to tell him to be quiet. The dude says no. Jason pulls his little freaky face thing and growls at the dude. The dude agrees to turn it down.

Eventually, Ivy finds him. (Looked at the security camera footage, got a photo of his face, tracked him down, etc.) A bunch of mercs come to attack him.

Jason: Don’t open the door.

Tim’s an idiot so he opens the door.

Tim and Jason argue over putting their hands up or down. Jason wins and attacks the mercs.

Jason: Outstanding! Now, let’s bite off all their heads; heads in one pile, bodies in another. Tim, exasperated: Why would we do that?

They leave the apartment, Tim catches his reflection in the window of a car. Jason scares him.

Jason: I can replace you. I can find another host, you’re just a replacement for my last one. Tim: Listen, if you don’t like me you can just leave, okay?

Mercs and drones show up so they go on a crazy motorcycle chase which includes Jason saving Tim from dying, like, twelve times.

They end up at a secluded warehouse, Tim is fully healed.

Jason: You’re mine, Timmy. Cooperate and you just might survive. Tim: Are you going to… you going to eat anybody else? Jason: Most likely. Tim: Ugh, God.

They go back to the Gotham Gazette office but security stops Tim from getting in.

Tim: If we go back to the apartment I can hack the security and we can come back and sneak in. Jason: Where’s the office? Tim: 22nd floor. Jason: Up? Tim: Yeah.

Jason takes that as permission (and it was NOT) to crawl up the side of the building. Tim is mildly panicking. They end up at the top of the building.

Jason: It’s almost peaceful up here. Tim: I’m not a fan of heights. Jason: Your world is not so ugly after all. I’m almost sorry to see it end. Tim: Don’t drop me, I swear to freaking god, you will never get tater tots again— wait, what the heck does that mean?!

Cue the airplane. Jason starts freaking out because of the noise, so he withdraws and then Tim starts falling.

Tim: Where’d you go? Jay, where’d you go? Jay—

Jason grips on to the building.

Jason: I got us.

Tim leaves the photos of Ivy’s lab that he took on his phone on Vicky's desk.

Jason: Jump. Tim, walking to the elevator: Nope. Jason: Pussy.

Mercs are waiting downstairs for them.

Tim: Guys, you don’t want to do this, trust me. Mercs: Masks! Copy! Tim: Okay, okay, have it your way… Mask! Jason: Copy.

Steph finds them after the fight. She drives Tim back to Gotham General to do more tests. Jason tells Tim to man up and apologize to her.

At the hospital, Cass looks at test results and says Tim has a parasite. Jason gets angry about being called a parasite. Cass explains that Jason is basically draining Tim in order to live. Tim feels really betrayed and leaves.

Tim gets captured by Ivy. Once it’s clear that he no longer has Venom she wants him dead. The Mercs take him out to the middle of an abandoned warehouse to kill him. Jason saves the day. Jason kisses Tim as Steph, and during the kiss morphs back into Tim.

Tim and Jason head off to find Isley.

Jason: Riot’s got shit you won’t believe. Tim: What are our chances? Jason: Basically zero. Tim: Alright, fuck it, let’s go save the world.

There’s a big fight. (Need to think about the rocket situation because I don’t want Ivy to die.) Riot tries to rip Venom from Tim. Tim reaches out and in a moment of pure gay love, Jason reaches out too, Tim’s fingertips brush Jason and they fuse together. There’s more fighting.

Steph cranks up a speaker and the noise makes Ivy and Tim separate from their symbiotes. Ivy goes to grab Riot but Tim pushes her away. Tim turns around and is impaled by Riot. Riot grabs Ivy and they go to board the rocket. Jason latches onto Tim, heals him, then they climb the rocket. Jason cuts through the fuel line and the rocket explodes. The fire hits Jason and Tim, so Jason detaches and allows Tim to live. Tim falls into the bay.

Later, Tim is back chilling with Steph. They’re friends now. Jason is interrupting the conversation and Steph is suspicious that something is going on. Tim claims it’s nothing and leaves.

Jason and Tim walk around together. Tim tries laying down some ground rules. Mainly that they can only eat bad people.

At the empty Batburger at night, a thug tries to rob the cashier at gunpoint. Jason asks if that’s a bad guy and Tim says yes.

Jason: We will eat both your arms, and then both of your legs, and then we will eat your face right off of your head. You will be this armless, legless, faceless thing, won't you, going down the street like a turd in the wind. Thug: What the hell are you? Tim and Jason smile: We are Venom.

The cashier is like, “Okay am I tripping on too much acid, or…?”

Tim: Oh… I have a parasite. Yeah. See you later, dude.” Jason: PaRaSiTe!? Tim: Symbiote is too complicated for the average Gotham citizen to understand. Jason: Well, you’re just a depressed hermit. Tim: Take that back!

They continue walking.

Tim: So… what do you want to do now? Jason: The way I see it, we can do whatever we want.

#jaytim #jason todd #tim drake #venom crossover

[godsmuses-archive]

How did you get into rp-ing? What advice/tips would you give beginners?

How did I get into rping?

Well, let’s see about eleven, going on twelve years ago now, one of my high school friends started rping Mar’i Grayson on Tumblr and she kind of just straight up told me I was going to write Mar’i’s best friend, Iris West II, for her. I knew nothing about the character or, frankly, the comics side of DC, I’d only ever watched the animated shows, but I did some research and made a blog and ended up having a lot of fun. 15 fandoms and 175 muses later, here we are!

So I guess the short answer to your question is I was bullied into it XD

Tips for beginners…

Have fun. This is literally the most important thing. A lot of people out there seem to want to run their rp blogs like they’re jobs, but they’re not, they’re just a fun hobby, so don’t stress about being fast at replying or pleasing the masses with your writing. It’s about you and what you enjoy. And obviously, your real-life commitments should come first and you don’t need to be sorry about it.

Give OCs a chance. I know it’s easy to feel wary of characters you don’t know or understand, especially ones that may interfere with what you know about the canon of your fandom, but some of the best interactions I’ve had over the years have been with OCs and their Muns are some of my best friends. You don’t have to interact with every OC or even like them, but don’t write them off solely because they are OCs.

Be respectful. Pretty much everyone these days has a rules page on their blog, which can get pretty overwhelming, I know, I often hesitate or talk myself out of sending someone a message because I’m on mobile and I can’t remember some of their rules, but for the most part you’ll do fine if you follow the standard rules of etiquette:

Don’t reblog an rp thread you’re not involved in. You’re welcome to like it or pop into one of the players DMs and let them know you’re enjoying it, but don’t reblog it. It messes up people’s notifications and threads are primarily meant to be enjoyed by the people writing them, not their follower’s followers.

Don’t rp on the bottom of someone else’s post. If you see a photo or an incorrect quote that you draw inspiration from, feel free to write a thread about it, but make a new post. The OP doesn’t really want to get 1000000 notifications of you and your rp partner hijacking their content.

Along the same lines, don’t reblog ask posts. You can, of course, use a meme or ask as an ice breaker or to start a thread, but rather than reblogging the person’s answer and putting your reply on the bottom, most people these days prefer if you make a new text post and just tag the ask it’s based on. It’s neater and prettier and seems to be most people’s preference of late.

Vague posting and callouts are a dick move. If you have a problem with someone, go talk to them about it or block them. Vague posts and callouts make a lot of people uncomfortable, not just the person you’re posting about. And of course, sending hate anons are never okay! If you don’t like someone, don’t talk to them. It’s not that hard.

Don’t lie about your age or write smut with minors. I’m going to be honest, when I first joined this hellsite, no one cared about this. I wrote more smutty rps between the ages of 15 and 18 than I have in the 7 years since, but clearly, now we’re a bit more responsible about this. And, you know, it’s illegal.

Don’t rp as real people. This shouldn’t need to be said, but apparently people still sometimes think this is okay? Even though it’s really weird. You can rp as Batman, but you should never be rping as Taylor Swift because she’s a real human being and can actually sue you for defamation of character and/or identity fraud.

Use a racially appropriate face claim. You don’t have to use the actor cast to play your character in the show or movie or whatever if you don’t want to, heck, you don’t even have to have a face claim at all, but don’t, for example, use a white guy as a face claim for Luke Cage or Lando Calrissian, because that’s whitewashing and racist.

Read people’s pages. This one drives me crazy, if you’re like me, you’ve spent a long time coming up with my rules, character bio, head canons, ect. and you’re proud of them. So is everyone else, so give them a look at least once. Especially head canons and rules. We can all tell if you haven’t read them.

Don’t format your text or blog so that it’s unreadable. A lot of people are a little too invested in “the aesthetic” of their posts or blogs these days, and you know what? Whatever, you do you. But be aware that trends like tiny text, harsh contrasting colours, ect., may limit who can or will interact with you for various reasons. The most common and frankly important being disabilities. The visually impaired and dyslexic communities will struggle to read tiny text, for example. And if someone can’t find your links on your blog because you’ve hidden them in a crazy theme, they’re probably not going to follow you.

Go easy on yourself. Look, no one is a brilliant rper right out of the gate, I personally look back on my own writing an cringe. It can take a little while to find a character’s voice and your writing ability will evolve and change over time. You’re also likely not going to be brilliant at writing every character. That’s fine, you can keep writing them anyways so long as you’re enjoying it.

#There you go fam! #Sorry this took so long to answer #been a bit busy lately #Anonymous #God has Spoken {OOC}

[the-quiet-carrotcake]

Wayne's Boys

Co-author: @ride-the-bifrost, my muse who encourage my darker side with their crazy imagination!

Relations: a bit of everyone in the back ground, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne/the boys

TW: Swearing, rape/non-con, chastity device/piercing, non con drug use, underage (Tim and Damian are under 18yo), maybe non-con body modifications, bad touch

It's in Jason's pov, so there's a sarcastic sense of humor and swearing 'sometimes', but that shit is dark. Please read the warnings.

Might continue it but don't hold your breath.

Enjoy ;)

....

Jason is a young man and he has needs. Ones that Bruce, the overcontrolling ass that he is, make frustratingly hard to satisfy. 

Wearing a chastity cage that attaches to his Prince Albert piercing just after months of waiting on it to heal up, is overdoing it in Jason's opinion. Not being able to satisfy himself for so long is pure torture. 

Especially when Jason is living with the pretty ass aerialist and exhibitionist Dick Grayson, who has a lot of hot friends coming over when Bruce is too busy. Probably watching with his surveillance cameras planted in every rooms of the manor from the cave, his personal sex dungeon and monitoring center.

Then there's the massages. Another way of Bruce to control his boys bodies, checking for bad marks and god knows what else.

And when he complained about needing to come, the bastard handed him a wand vibrator, a bottle of lube and tips on how to use them. Jay marched right out of that conversation. When he went back to his bedroom later that day, the offending objects were there, placed in evidence in an open drawer of one his nightstand.

Just for the sake of being stubborn, Jason doesn't use them for months. He resist,  meanwhile, the others keep teasing him about it. 

Dick with his wandering hands, his 'advices' and horrible puns, and his ass and luscious lips.

Damian and his comments and criticisms about Jason's attitude and the benefits of sex, at least to stop from being so aggravating at galas, Todd. 

And then, there's Tim, being the newest arrival at the Manor, he is still a little shy face to face, but Jason has to sweep for hidden cameras more often and he had catched the twerp in a closet-turned-dark room, developing some not so innocent pictures from impossible angles. The kid's a freaking shadow when he wants to. And talented to boot, enough that Bruce made him a proper dark room for his hobby. 

Yes sure, Bruce made each a special place for their passions. 

Dick has a high ceiling ballroom converted for his gymnastic needs, high ropes and all.

Tim and his photography. 

Even the Demon Brat and his drawing room with equipments to care for his pets. 

Jason has a library that would make many a book worm's wet dream. 

However, the benefits of being a Wayne Boy can become a tad irritating when you are used to bringing the others to completion while being denied it yourself. Even Alfred's cuisine is just- no. Alfred's food is worth the sexual hell Jason is enduring and more. But it's still. So. Exasperating! 

Particarticulary with Bruce and Dick doing their best to make him cave and use the damn thing, maybe with one of them present? Fucking no shame pricks. 

As the weeks pass, the building frustration makes Jason quicker to snap at anyone (except Alfy) and is more often found in his library, where no one is allowed without permission, exception of the butler who has a manor to tend to.

…

So, it is understandable that after a good meal and a few hours in his safe space, that Jason's guard wasn't really up, just looking forward to his bed. Big mistake, fully taken advantage of. As Jason made his way towards his bedroom, he bumped into the demon brat, who sneered at him for being in the way or some shit and disappeared in his own bedroom, loudly slamming the door for good measure. Resuming his walk, Jay noticed Tim's door was ajar, lights on. It's late, the kid should already be counting zees. Grumbling about what the hell Damian's done to Timmy this time, he peeked inside the room and seemingly coming out of nowhere, an arm and its twin wounded themselves around his neck, cutting off the blood flow to his brains. The arms were swiftly followed by a large body colliding with Jason's back and legs winding around him for a more secure grip as they tumbled in the room, octopus mode activated.

They landed at Tim's feets, startling the kid , who squeaked, a precious little sound that distracted Jason just long enough that he missed his window of opportunity to respond from the attack and passed out, Dick's chuckling in his ear.

 "You're gonna enjoy this, Little Wing"

Before passing out.

…

Jason slowly wakes up to movements and a mass over him. His first reaction to throw whoever it is off of him is halted by the fact that his arms and legs are tied to the bed. His bed. in his room. In Wayne Manor. The mass is his blankets. Fucktastic.

Wait. His ass is sore. Fuck. No. Fuck. Yes. Fuck. He remembers. Dick using him like a fuck doll with his own vibrator. But Gods that mouth wasn't just good at kissing- doesn't excuse drugging him, tying him down in one of the studies and going all midnight special on him in front of- oh God Timmy! The little stalker was there and… Vagues memories of shy caresses… little fingers on his ass. In his ass. Clumsy and unsure prodding… Larger fingers. So full. Guiding the little ones. Massaging. Finding the spot that made Jay see stars. Voices. Dick encouraging and soothing. What kind of drugs did the big jerk got his hands on this time? Wasn't the regular shit folks found on the streets, no that had been quality stuff. He had felt paralysed and numb yet acutely aware of the sensations his body was subjected to. Damn rich people. 

Alfred's food alone is worth the troubles of staying in this creepy joint. That and his library. But still-

His nose itching and of course he can't get up. Arms and legs tied with smooth cords, starfish style, with a gag in his mouth to boot. Fucking great.

The light creak of the door closing is Jason's only warning of somebody is in his room. Abandoning his efforts to get out of the restraints, he glares towards the source of the noise. 

Bruce Wayne. Creeper extraordinaire! Of fucking course.

"Good morning Jaylad" Oh the rumble in that honey voice. No, bad Jay. Focus. Offended.

"Mmmfgrr!" That'll show him. If only he wasn't gagged… That's probably why he is then. 

Bruce glides across the room to the end of the bed, idly takes a corner of the blankets covering the young man's form and pulls, making the more than soft fabric slide over his body and caged cock, and pools on the floor.

"Fhhdgubb!"

"Dick couldn't restrained himself any longer, then?"

Jason rolls his eyes. Like the big boob hadn't spied on them. That room has the most cameras and bugs to catch every angles and sounds in it. Assuredly encouraged the horny idiots too.

Bruce's mouth twitch at the corner, he's amused. And what is that look? …

Goddammit. 

Bruce is looking at him like he's a fine dish. He won't be a big help then. Not in the getting out of bed way.

Bruce's gaze roams the fine lines of his body, stopping at his crotch. 

The chastity cage shines in the early sun from the open blinded windows. Sign that Alfred had passed. And left him there. By Bruce's order, no doubts. 

A dip in the mattress has Jason glaring at the bastard who started massaging and kissing first the feet, and making his way upward, slowly.

Even if he wasn't tied up, Jay knows he barely stand a chance against that shapely mountain of a man. If Bruce wants something or someone, it happens. 

That's why Jason's here in the first place. He tried escaping, but you can't run away for long when dealing with a multimillionaire, he has everyone in his pockets. 

After some negotiations and mediating from Alfred, the two of them had reached a compromise. Mainly that the library is out of bounds of Bruce's games, also good food (not drugged) and he can go back to school and finish his education. At the end of the day, Jason had a sugar daddy and Bruce had a playmate.

But he wasn't the only one.

When Dick Grayson came back from a business trip, not aware of the new addition to the household, to find an unknown crying boy strapped to Bruce's desk in the study and Bruce himself with a belt in hand.... Awkward didn't cover it.

All hell broke loose and Grayson has been trying to change the first impression he left on Jason ever since...

With those hands kneading his thighs like that, it's distracting him a little from his anger and humiliation at being used without his say on the matter.

Not that good with words and emotion in his private life, Bruce preferes actions, demonstrated by silence barely broken by Jay's muffled protests, as the man's leaves a trail of hickeys leading to his crotch.

Fingers lightly tracing the design on the metal, entwine tiny metal bats with hollow ones, showing the skin underneath. Beautiful, functional and the bane of Jason's existence.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

A Little Bit Of Blood Changes Everything

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/z3hdHsS

by WhatInGodsName

Tim is very self-reliant. He could look after the Drake Manor all alone by age six. His nanny only came around once a week to clean a bit. He was an adult in a child's body. Or so he thinks. The truth is, he is still just a child: A child that had to grow up too early in this bleak city. Without parents, adults, or even a Pokemon, he was alone. And in his isolation, he gained a dangerous hobby. Every few nights, he would explore Gotham alone. He has nothing but a camera. In a world full of powerful monsters, some humans, others not. What happens when one night, a Pokemon comes crashing into Tim's life?

Words: 1142, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Justice League - All Media Types, Young Justice - All Media Types, Pocket Monsters | Pokemon - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Multi

Characters: Tim Drake, Janet Drake, Jack Drake, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Ra's al Ghul, Barbara Gordon, Cassandra Cain, Duke Thomas, Stephanie Brown, Talia al Ghul, Pokemon - Character

Relationships: Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Ra's al Ghul

Additional Tags: Bad Parent Jack Drake, Bad Parent Janet Drake, Bruce Wayne is a Good Parent, Tim Drake-centric, Tim Drake Angst, Tim Drake's Missing Spleen, Tim Drake is Not Okay, Hurt/Comfort, Pokemon Death, Pokemon Training, Legendary Pokemon, Pokemon Battles, Coffee Lover Tim Drake, coffee addict tim drake, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Jason Todd Has Issues, jason todd is a asshole, but we love him, Tim Drake Has Abandonment Issues, Tim Drake and Jason Todd are Siblings, Tim Drake and Damian Wayne are Siblings, pleae correct me if i make an error, Attempt at Humor, Gotham City Police Department, gotham is a shithole, Gotham City is Terrible, Crazy Gotham City, Blood and Injury, Major Character Injury, do pokemon count as OC's, no beta we die like jason todd, Tim Drake Being a Little Shit, Smart Tim Drake, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, damian wayne learns how to be nice, Dick is a Dick (9 to 5), Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Dick Grayson Needs Therapy, Dick Grayson Makes Mistakes, big mistakes, Found Family, Angst with a Happy Ending, everyone becomes a better person at the end, Tim Drake is So Done, Tim Drake is Bad at Self-Care, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Alfred Pennyworth Knows, Creepy Ra's al Ghul, Bad Person Ra's al Ghul

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Batfamily Hidden Talents (Headcanons)

Bruce: 

Bruce’s best-hidden talent would be his knack for staying hidden. But y’all already knew that. 

His second hidden talent is trick shots. After years of throwing batarangs and aiming grappling hooks, throwing ping pong balls into red cups is done naturally.

Probably realized that people actually make a living off of the hobby after Dick or Jason showed him Youtube videos on Dude Perfect's channel

Bruce just shrugged and said, "I can do that."

While he doesn't make Youtube videos or a living off of the talent, whenever he's feeling a little bit bored in the Batcave, he'll probably toss a crumpled piece of paper or two across the cave.

When everyone gives him the I'm-shook look, Bruce will most definitely shrug.

Dick

As the first Robin, Dick was under a lot of pressure to know all sorts of trivia on the American Robin.

”Tweet, Tweet, on the street.”

So he ends up just learning about all sorts of birds. Dick probably had an entire book full of facts and pictures about each bird. 

Try’s to get one of his brothers to go bird watching with him. 

Eventually coaxes Damian by convincing him he’ll take him to the zoo afterwards. 

"Hey, that’s an Eastern Goldfinch! Did you know that they eat seeds from dandelions, sunflowers, and -”

“Tt. Shut up, Grayson.”

DAMIAN DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS AND WANTS OUT

Also knows just about every bird sound there is

Becomes really excited when he sees an American Robin and try to “chirp” back

Jason

Jason like’s music a lot, but what he really loves is rap music.

For Jason, it’s a great way to let it all out. 

Is one of those people who will sing (or rap) at the top of their lungs if they think they are alone. 

Turns out Jason is a fantastic freestyle rapper 

Once at school, before he was killed, he was challenged to a rap battle by a big jock

Everyone thought that little Jason would get crushed. After all, that was kinda why they had asked Jason of all people. 

Jason proved them all wrong and SLAYED - This boy does not take L’s 

You need to stop it yeah

You need to quit it yeah

You need to stop it yeah

Yeah you need to quit it yeah

Next time you roast me, make sure it's lowkey

Cause if I ever find out you're gonna be salty

That big jock? He went home and cried that night.

Once, when Jason got really mad at Tim, he just starting hardcore roasting him - rap style.

Tim was so confused, especially when Jason started yelling at him. 

“You’re supposed to rap back! It’s a rap battle!”

Everyone is too scared to challenge Jason anyways. 

Tim

Everyone knows Tim's addiction to coffee. It's no secret. 

What everyone wants to know but too afraid to ask is how far Tim's love of coffee is willing to go,

The answer: Far. Very, very far. 

Once Tim really needed to stay up to work on a case. This poor lil bean was already super sleep deprived. 

Before he knew it, Tim had drunk 12 cups of coffee straight. 

The only way the Batfamily figured it out was because the next morning when everyone woke up, Tim was throwing up in the Bathroom. 

Alfred found a bunch of coffee pods littered all over Tim's study and immediately called 911.

Everyone mostly blamed the caffeine poisoning on Tim's lack of sleep instead of stupidity, as this guy is one of the smartest detectives alive.

To this day, Tim still hasn't lived it down. That and the chubby bunny challenge, which is another long story for another day. 

Damian

Damian is a very introverted guy, and enjoyed doing things by himself. 

He also has major anger management issues. 

Drawing and painting help him cope with calming down and getting away from his crazy brothers. 

Once Alfred notices Damian’s drawings, he started buying blank canvases and paint brushes for him. 

When Damian is having a young day, or just really wants some alone time, he will usually paint a picture of Titus or Batcow. 

Damian once even painted Bruce for his birthday. It hangs in Bruce’s office to this day. 

Sometimes Damian will allow Bruce to sell his paintings, or put it up on display around the Manor or the Gotham Art Gallery. Otherwise, Damian keeps them in a special room in the Manor that only Alfred and him know about. 

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[dxlanwrites]

"Always Be Us Three" (D.T)

A/N: This has been hidden in my drafts forever. Lengthy and prob some errors since I haven't read through this in awhile. Best friend vibes to the max. Enjoy.

WARNING: none just some fluff and nonsense

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Let’s just get right into my background alittle bit shall we. I was born and raised in New Jersey with a pretty much normal childhood. I was the only child so it got relatively boring fast until I met my new neighbors, two crazy boys that changed my life forever. 

You see, I used to have this little playground swingset type thing in my backyard that I didnt use much unless someone came over. Because swinging by yourself is kinda sad and boring. So here I was, my 4 year old self minding my own business drawing at our dining room table when I saw two small figures run across my backyard and go to my playground. Pushing myself off the chair and over to our glass door, sliding it open and I walked out onto our back porch. 

Two boys I have never seen before, sat on the swings and started swinging like it was their playground. The smaller one of the two, pulled out a thick string like thing out of his pocket and began to climb up the side of the playground followed my the other boy. Walking off the porch and onto the grass, I see them curiously. They both got to the top of the little roof and one held onto the stringy thing while the other one held onto the other end. Just as the smaller one was about to jump off, I yelled at them.

“What are you doing on my pkayground?” I said placing my hands on my hips. They both looked at eachother then back at me. 

“Nothing.” They said insynce. 

“Doesn’t look like nothing.” I sassed back. The bigger one that was higher up looked at the other one then turned to me and smiled. 

“We’re bungy jumping. Wanna join?” He asked while motioning towards the bungy cord in his hand. Looking between both of them I figured why not. Nodding my head and walking over, they offered both of their hands and pulled me up.

“Im Grayson. This is my twin brother Ethan. We didnt think anyone was home so we came over here to jump.” The larger brother said as they got into position. In a split second Ethan jumped off holding onto the other end of the bungy cord only to let it go and fall onto the ground. When he released it, it came shooting back up and hit Grayson right in the face. The little hook that was attached to it, ended up getting stuck and cutting his lip. Blood started to gush out of his lip as I stood there not knowing what to do. He started to cry but stopped as soon as he saw me looking at him. Ethan started freaking out from underneath us and told Grayson they need to go home so he can take it out. Grayson climbed down leaving a trail of blood following him and soon they ran off to the house next to mine. 

Running back into my house to find my mom and tell her what happened, she freaked out with all the blood that was on my shirt and pants. I told her about the boys and she immediately picked up the phone to call their mom. We found out that they were rushing towards the hospital after their mom found Grayson laying on their kitchen table bleeding out while Ethan tried to ‘operate’ on him.

A couple hours later my mom got a phone call from their dad letting her know how they made out. Interrupting her conversation, I asked if I could go over to see them. After talking to their father for a bit she said I could, soon later we made our way over with a bag of cookies.

The boys ended up getting in trouble and sent up to their rooms. Plus they weren’t allowed to watch TV for a week and were never allowed to play with bungy cords ever again. 

As I made my way towards Ethan’s room where they currently were, I walked in and sat next to them on the bed as if I lived there. Grayson’s lip was swollen and bandaged up. 

“That was a bad idea.” I said as I looked at his bandaged up face. Ethans nodded while Grayson stayed quiet. I gave them the bag of cookies I brought, Ethan ate them all since Grayson was told he had to let his lip heal alittle. They were both pretty quiet as we sat there, only nodding or saying yes or no to my questions. I was kinda getting annoyed with being the only one talking until one of them finally talked. 

“Why’d you come over?” Grayson asked.

“To check on you.” I said in a duh tone.

“Why?” Ethan asked looking at me.

“Because he got hurt. I wanted to make sure he was okay.” I replied. 

“No one has ever come over to check on me.” Grayson said.

“Or play with us.” Ethan added looking hurt. Staring at them confused I asked why.

“Mommy’s from school think were too crazy and don’t want their kids to play with us.” Ethan said 

“Or invite us to parties.” Grayson added. They looked so sad and I didn’t like that. So right then and there I made a promise to myself to always be their friend and be there for them so they would never feel like outsiders or alone again.

“Wanna be friends?” I bluntly asked. They both looked at me then at eachother before nodding and smiled at me.

“Good. Now we’re best friends.” I said just as I jumped on them pulling both of them into a hug. 

From then on we were inseparable. I went to a different preschool at the time so we only hung out afterwards, but as we got older we began to go to the same school in the same classes, which was a real struggle for our teachers. 

Growing up with them was like I had two brothers, instead of being the only child. I was always sleeping over or they were sleeping over my house. I also grew close to their older sister Cameron and saw her as my big sister. She’d help us film these ridiculous videos called Bob and Rob with Brob. 

Middle school came around and things kinda changed for us but not too much. Puberty was a thing so we struggled with that in our own ways. I ended up making new friends and joining a softball team while the boys got into 🤼 and football. We barely saw eachother in school except for lunch where we made a point to have together and sit together. Between our sports practices and school work we were pretty busy kids. I tried to go to every match and game they had and they would be at every game I had aswell. 

Our last year of middle school really changed the dynamic of our friendship when Grayson and Ethan became interested in girls and our parents didn’t really enjoy the idea of the three of us sleeping in the same bed together at sleepovers. 

Basically forgetting about me to chase after girls, I tried not to let it get to me by making myself busy with new hobbies and hanging out with friends. 

They only seemed to really notice me again when one of their teammates on their football team started asking about me since he knew I was their neighbor. They got protective in a sense and told him to back off and for me to stay away from him. But one thing led to another and he asked me out, much to the boys disagreement. 

We ended up dating for the rest of the year and into the summer. Since he was friends with the boys I saw them more often and was invited to the places they were invited to or I was already at someone’s house when either of them showed up. 

Freshman year started up and everything was going good until word got out about the boys having a vine account and that their videos were becoming somewhat popular. By this time we were pretty good friends again but not as close as we once were. I soon became aware of what people were sayin and the rumors they spreaded and hated how people treated them. I remembered the promise I made to myself to never allow them to feel different and to always be there friend so I did just that.

I made a point to start going to their games and matches again, to always say hi to them in the hall and talk to them on the way to class, go to their house to hangout even if it was to just sit in their garage doing homework while they worked out or practiced. I even helped them come up with some vine ideas and helped film them. 

When Grayson got a girlfriend, it put a small bump in our relationship because she didn’t like how much time I spent with them, more specifically Gray and then soon after my boyfriend was starting to say the same thing since I spent more time with them then him. 

We ended up fighting one night about that and he told me he was only going to keep dating me if I stopped being there friend. So I made it easier for him and broke up with him first. That resulted in me leaving my house at 1 a.m. and sneaking over to their house and cried in Grayson’s bed while they tried to cheer me up. 

Things finally began to settle and everything seemed to be perfect until I found out that the teasing and people messing with them was getting out of hand. I didnt know how bad it had gotten and how much it affected them until they stopped showing up to school. 

The talk we had when they finally told me what was really happening and that everyone decided it was a good idea for them to leave our school was filled with tears, hugs and soothing words. 

Things for them social media wise was really picking up and I was so proud of them because they were happy. But things at school were becoming difficult for me as the boys became more popular. Everyone knew I was really close to them and the taunting they used to do to the boys was aimed at me now. 

But I soon put everything to a stop when my ex, one of their so called friends, said some a real dick comment one day when I was walking to class about how I was probably fucking them both to get attention and that they were worthless and stupid. 

You see, you can come at me all you want but once you bring someone I care about into it is where I draw the line. 

I stopped walking and turned around to look him leaning against the lockers surrounded by his friends smirking. I walked straight up to him and put a fake smile. 

“What was that? I don’t think I hear you correctly.” I said innocently. His smirk fell alittle when he saw me infront of him but so stopped when he saw his friends looking at him to 👀 what he was going to say next.

“You heard me. We all know you just couldn’t keep your legs closed once those stupid piece’s of shit became famous. Attention whore much.” He said a little too loud while looking down at me. His friends started laughing and a few people stopped walking to see what was going on. 

My blood was boiling and my heart ached a little at his harsh words but I pushed it aside. Being a pitcher for my softball has its perks, like how I have a really strong arm so why not put it to some good use. 

Pulling my arm back and throwing my fist forward, I punched him square in the face. Blood poured out of his nose as he clutched it. Pushing him back into the lockers harshly then grabbing his chin rougly so he had to look at me. 

“If I was alittle bigger a bloody nose would be the least of your problems. If I ever hear their names come out of your big mouth again you’ll regret it. You aren’t even half the man they are and you will never be. The only worthless piece of shit here is you” I spat out at him. I was pulled away from a teacher and was escorted to the principles office as he went to the nurse. News traveled around fast that I punched him and rumors were being spread but the reason why I punched him got around faster then the rumors could. 

I ended up getting suspended for 4 months and was told to apologize which I said no to. I was grounded for a couple weeks but my parents werent too harsh on me when they found out the reason why I punched him in the first place. My dad was actually proud of me but I still got punished. When Grayson and Ethan found out what happened they felt guilty that I went through what I did because of them but started laughing hysterical knowing he got what he deserved. 

My first real heartbreak was in my sophomore year of highschool when Ethan and Grayson told me they were moving to California to help further their careers. I understood why but I was so unbelievably upset at the news that I yelled at them for leaving me and wouldn’t talk to them for a few days. They tried calling and coming over but my mom would tell them I still didnt want talk to them and when they would ignore my mom and run up to my room, I made sure to lock my door and wait for them to leave. A little dramatic I know but that’s how I felt was the best way to deal with it.

It wasn’t until 3 days before they were going to leave when I needed to sde them. I snuck over at night and found them both in Ethans bed sleeping, I crawled inbetween them and suggled up. I knew that they both woke up because Ethan hugged me closer to him and so did Grayson, plus Grays snoring stopped. No one said anything as we layed there just enjoying one of the last few moments left together. 

The day they left I cried my eyes out and refused to leave their side. I went to the airport with them and cried as I hugged them goodbye. Watching them walk away I felt like a piece of me left with them. 

The next weeks were hard but I soon got back into my routine trying to ignore the fact that they weren’t right nextdoor. We texted everyday in our groupchat, snapchatted almost every second, FaceTimed at night or when either of us were bored or even when I was in the shower and just wanted someone to talk to. 

Weeks soon turned into months and then it was summer. As soon as school was over, I was on the first flight to L.A. I spent a whole month with them and it was the best month of my life. LA was nothing like Jersey and the new sceniory was nice. They showed my their favorite places, we did the tourist thing mostly for me, and filmed videos for their YouTube channel in which I guest starred in one. Life was good.

Going home was bittersweet but I knew they would be back for the holidays. Time passed by and the boys became very popular on Youtube and we’re working with different company’s and businesses and meeting alot more social media based stars and making friends but they always seemed to make time for me as I did them. Winter came and went as did the boys, a familar pain pinned my heart as they left but I knew they would be back. I finished out my sophomore year and was excited for Junior year to come. Summer was fun as always, they came home this time and it was just like old times. As life went on and we both lived our separate lives everything went smoothly. News came out that they were going on a world tour and I was extremely excited. Their first show was at home in Jersey, which I went to of course. Backstage they were so fucking excited and happy and that made me me so incredibly proud and happy for them. I watched them travel around the world from snapchats and instagram pictures with the occasional FaceTimes inbetween sight seeing and shows. 6 months later they were back home and full of stories I couldn’t wait to hear. 

They stuck around for awhile, which kept me in the loop of there life along with the business side. I have always been kind of a organization freak so whenever they had meetings and important phone calls I was always in the room taking notes, reminding them of their schedule or basically scheduling everything for them, taking calls and proposing different ideas. 

There manager made a sly comment one day as to how I acted more like an assistant then their friend which made him think of hiring an assistant and my big mouth said something along the lines as 'why would they need someone else when they have me, I know them better than anyone and would put them first. Hell I could even be their manager’. The boys thought it was funny and that I made a good point since I literally already handled their business and social media side of life with ease plus they trusted me with everything. A few weeks later they basically made me their personal assistant. Pro of that was that I was around them alot more, con I did it for free. I was good at what I did and it was fairly easy for me. Yes there was stressful times and sometimes things didnt fall through but overall I think I do a pretty good. After working extremely hard in both school and helping out the boys I was able to graduate a semester early. 

After begging my parents for months and having the boys beg them, we finally convinced my parents to let me move out to LA. They talked to Lisa and Sean for hours and soon figured everything out. A month later I was all packed up and on my way to California. The plan was to stay with the boys for awhile until I was settled, found an apartment for myself and a part time job. 

Life was good and so much easier then I expected. Now that I was physically with them, my job was alot easier instead of having hours of phone calls with companies and skype calls with other potential collabs and FaceTimes with them figuring out where we were standing on things. I ended up helping them sign with H&M along with Awesomeness TV. Went to the Teen Choice Awards with them and watched them win with a huge smile on my face. Came up with the idea for the Warehouse and helped organize everything with Cameron. Got in contact with Odell Beckham and Laurie Hernandez’s people and got the boys to filmed videos with them for their YouTube channel. I gave them my honest opinion when it came to certain opportunities and looked out for their best interest at all times. 

Yah know, the game plan was originally for me to find my own apartment and get a real job but I never did any of that. Sorry mom and dad.

When we got kicked out of our first apartment, we ended up moving into our new one. The boys made sure it was bigger so I would have some space for myself, even though I still shared a bed with one of them every night. As for a job their team decide to make me permanent seeing as thought I wasnt leaving anytime soon and started paying me off the books for everything I did. After awhile we all feel into a routine that felt way too robotic and over done. I was starting to miss home alittle, regretted not going to college as I saw all my friends go off, not to mention my emotions were all over the place. 

My anxiety was more prominent in my life now and stress was getting to me. Things became difficult for the boys as they signed a contract with TRL and struggled with ideas for their YouTube channel. Excess drama that didn’t need to happen, happened. I had to become invisible when I went out in public with them because of the fans and how fast things escalate. Always having to be careful when they snapchatted or filmed so no one knew I was there. I had stress on stress but I never let the boys 👀 it. Sleepless nights became a regular thing and I was becoming sloppy when it came to my job as their assistant. We all came to a realization one day that none of us were in a good place mentally and before things get worse we decided to take a break from everything. The holidays were coming up, so as soon as Halloween was over we were on the first flight home. Being in Jersey was always the best feeling, but being home was better. We were happy again. Even though we still had responsibilities, I did my best to seperate them from our personal life like I should of in the first place. The boys started making videos they felt proud of, we spent more time with our familes and just enjoyed being home.

Currently sitting on the roof of their new house which was about 15 minutes from mine, I watched the sun go down behind the trees. A couple grunts were heard from below the curve of the roof just as 2 heads popped up. They crawled there way over to me and sat down. Grayson on my right and Ethan on my left, just like always. Resting my head on Grays shoulder and holding Ethans arm that was drapped over my lap, I sighed in content. 

“Moments like these were my absolute favorite.” I said breaking the silence.

“Yeah.” They said at the same time, making all three of us laugh. 

“I think now E.” Grayson said looking over at his twin. Sitting up and staring at them, I narrowed my eyes waiting for them to do something like push me off the roof but they didnt. Ethan unzipped his jacket and pulled out pulled out a medium sized box that was terribly wrapped. Giving it to me without saying anything, they patiently waited for me to open it. Ripping off the paper a small cardboard like box was underneath. Looking at them curiously I opened the box and couldn’t help but smile and let out a small laugh. 

It was a picture of us from when we had to be like 6. I was at their house when I came up with the idea to have a tea party. Being the best friends they were, they played along with me but changed somethings up along the way and pretended we were drinking a non poisonous beverage and that we were undercover spies keeping an eye on the bad guy at our table because wearing a dress was a big no. They both had my feathery boas wrapped around there necks from when it was actually a tea party while I changed into an old t-shirt of Ethans and Grays wripped jeans with my hair tossled everywhere pretending to be someone else. Their mom had came to check in on us because we were too quiet which was never a good sign and saw how we looked and went to get the camera. She took like a million pictures but this one was my favorite because we were all off guard laughing at something. 

“How’d you find this.” I asked not removing my eyes off the picture.

“We found it when we moved.” Ethan said. I smiled up at him and hugged him then turned to Gray and did the same. 

“I love it. Thank you.” I said. 

“No y/n, thank you. From the first time we met you, you have always looked out for us and had our backs no matter what. I can honestly say that I have no idea  where we would be without you.” Ethan said. I felt tears forming in my eyes. 

“You’ve been our rock for so long that sometimes we forget you go through things yourself and you do so much for us. We don’t know how to thank you for everything but I hope this somewhat helps.” Grayson added in. Grayson reached into his pocket and pulled out a black velvet box.

“Proposing already Dolan. Did you even ask my father?” I joked. He laughed and shook his head while giving me the box. Opening it I gasped. 

“We know how much you loved that bracelet since you saw it from all your 'sudle’ hints. So for appreciation we decided to get it for you. Turn it over it we had something engraved in.” Ethan said. Turning over the silver band, tears started flowing down.

Famiglia per Sempre, G Y/I(your initial) E 

Wrapping my arms around their necks I pulled them into a hug, which they quickly returned. A few moments passed by and I still didnt let go, even when Ethan tried to pull away I only tightened my grip more and pulled him closer which earned me a laugh from him. Reluctantly letting them go, I eagerly put on the bracelet. 

“I love it so much. Thank you.” I said looking up at the 2 of them. We relaxed and settled back into our spots watching the sun finally set. Deciding to head down towards the fire pit to start a fire, I laughed to myself thinking about something they said.

“Yeah, you really do need me in your life.” I blurted out as we made our way down off the roof. Ethan caught me as I jumped down and Grayson wrapped his arm around my shoulder. 

“Always have.” Grayson said.

“Probably always will.” Ethan said as we made our way to the fire pit.

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