#dick grayson’s guide to shenanigans

[mylifeingotham]

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[creetchure]

Comic reading 101 or: I don't know what I want to read, can you help?

my inbox is open if you have some story you'd like to read specifically, those are just recs of storylines that I really like.

This lists purpose is to give you general recommendations. Scroll down a bit through the bolded parts, see if something sounds good.

You want to read about a group of teenagers doing teenage shenanigans? I recommend New Teen Titans (1983), or Young Justice (1998)

New teen titans is the team you're used to if you used to watch the teen titans show. Much like the other comics at that time, the issues can seem disconnected, and the story arcs are short. If you want to read about Dick Grayson, that would be a good place to read about him.

If you'd rather read about Tim Drake, or you would like something where the absurdity is closer to the 90s and early 2000s, Young Justice is excellent. If you enjoyed watching DC legends of tomorrow, this might be the run for you. Much like in legends, they play a game to save the Earth, once, and also kill Santa Claus.

You got here from Batfamily, and you'd like to read about the members? Let me do a rapid fire list of good stories for each.

For Bruce: there are a thousand reading guides out there, but the storylines you'll most likely be most interested in will be the Jason dies, and the Tim joins the batfamily ones. Those are respectively, Death of the Family, and A Lonely Place for Dying

For Dick: I don't have a solid recommendation for a run, but I'll tell you that I did enjoy Nightwing Rebirth and Nightwing Infinite. Those are both under the Nightwing (2016) label, and are issues 1-50, then 73-present. The twenty five issues in the middle are not worth reading.

For Jason: Under the Red Hood is a must, but if you're tired of reading by that point, the animated movie is a good substitute. After that, I'd recommend Red Hood Lost Days. I'd also recommend, for your hurt/comfort, the story Cheer, which you can find in issues 1-6 of Batman Urban Legends.

For Tim: after a lonely place for dying, if Tim really is your little guy, he has a long run in 1993. It's extremely dense, and it should last you a while. After that, you can look up Battle for the Cowl (no need to read it), and jump into Red Robin.

For Cass: Batgirl (2000) is a must, as well as the No Man's land storyline, though that one is harder to read.

For Steph: Batgirl (2009) is the largest solo run she's had. It's very good.

For Duke: We Are Robins is a twelve issues mini that fully introduces his character. After that, he appears in Batman (2016).

For Damian: Robin: son of Batman, then Batman&Robin, both by Tomasi and Morrison ate where a large part of his character développement come from. For something light hearted, try Supersons and Adventures of the Supersons.

What appealed to me in Batfam was the found family, but they're too dysfunctional in canon, what can I read with those same feels? The found family is pretty much there in any superhero comics, but I feel you. Ranked by levels of functionality:

The flashfam is there for your fluff and light conflict. They don't always get along (see: flash war) but they generally like each other, and they generally don't have the sort of conflict the batfam has. Most of them *are* biologically related, but it's all kind of weird. For a kid getting a father figure, read Impulse (1995), or Wally West's early appearances.

The superfam has issues, but they've mostly worked through them. Kind of. Right now, in Action Comics, they get along. You can pretty much pick any character who isn't Clark or Jon, and start reading about them, and they're found familied. If you want some specifically family related conflict, though, I'd read about Kon.

The arrowfam is like the Batfamily, only they actually try to communicate. I've got different shades of found family in that one: if you want a biological son reconnects with his father after said father was dead for a period of time, read about Connor Hawke (green arrow 2001). If you want father daughter bonding between a man and a kid he collected, read about Mia (green arrow 2001). If you want to read about the first kid that got adopted, it'll be a tad trickier, but read about Roy Harper (issues in Action Comics, you'll have to look that one up, but it's usually only a dozen issues at a time)

The batfamily, but I put a guide higher up.

I kind of want to read about a character that not many people talk about, because I'm scared I'll post a bad take and get dogpiled. First off, that shouldn't happen, and if it does, assume it's from a comic bro not worth your time. Second off, I can only offer EXTRMELY biased recs here, but it's a wild world, if you want a specific flavor of character, it exists. Most of the ones I like turn out to be similar enough.

Thad Thawne: you can read his major storyline in Impulse 1995, issues 62-66. He's of the traumatized child variety.

Jean-Paul Valley: he has quite a large role in 90s comics, during the Knightfall saga, but reading Dark Knight Of The Soul and Sword of Azrael (both from around 2020) are a decent intro. Of the cult made variety.

Lonnie Machin: you can read him in his two solos, Anarky 97 and Anarky 99, and there is a comprehensive reading guide on @/azbats page. It doesn't take long to go through.

Mother Panic: also of the cult made variety, she has a 12 issues mini called Mother Panic, as well as a 6 issues one called Mother Panic Gotham AD.

Xanthe: this one can be found currently, in Spirit World. It's only 4 issues so far, not much to catch up on.

In general, fans of the characters that usually don't get much mainstream content (the magic people of DC, like Constantine or Zatanna, or the Aquaman family, or the Amazon family for exemple) are very open to new comers wanting to learn more about these characters. They'll be extatic to give you short reading guides if you ask for them (and you can ask simply for the barebones recommendations, to get the very gist of the character)

There are a lot more out there. A *lot*. You'll find a character you like.

I want to read classic comics, so that I know the very basic ones. Kind of a tough question, and one I don't fully have a response to. I can give you well known Batman storylines but what is considered a classic varies from person to person. In no particular order:

Batman: A long Halloween

Batman: Hush

Batman: Death of the Family

Batman: Under the Red Hood

I want an au, I don't like the way things are in batman comics. I can't offer you that many, it's not something I read a lot about, but:

Batman: White Knight (start with white knight, there are many spin offs, but they're generally given at the end of the last issue)

Dark Knights of Steel (12 issues!)

I want something that feels like fanfiction! There's some of that too, trust me

Cheer (Jason hurt/comfort) (batman: urban legends 1-6)

Knight Terrors Robin (Tim and Jason bonding) (2 issues)

Nightwing written by Tom Taylor (Dick fixing issues) (issues 73 on)

Red Robin (Tim having an absolute shit time and being a badass) (less than 30 issues)

All of these are generic recommendations. They're not the end all be all of reading lists for any given character, far from it. But hopefully, you manage to narrow down the vibe you want, and find something that interests you. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them in my inbox, I'll be glad to infodump.

To read any of this, typing "[comic title] read online" is extremely effective, so long as you have an adblocker.

#what do i even tag this #people who are alrezady into comics dont tell me to add x or y story i know this list is far from perfect its not the point #comics #comics culture #dc comics #batman #bruce wayne #jason todd #red hood #dick grayson #stephanie brown #tim drake #cassandra cain #damian wayne

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Sundials

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/wqfvo8J

by AKelaNakamura

DAY TWO: Soulmate AU, Hand holding/kiss.

Damian Wayne is nearing sixteen and it's finally feeling like a future is something he might get to choose. He has a Soulmate, somewhere, who is no longer subject to Grandfather's judgement. He wonders though, how he's going to find him when he's unmarked. There's a thousand ways to find a Soulmate, he knows, but Damian has nothing physical to guide him.

Tucker Foley has always worried that Amity Park will be too much for his Soulmate, whoever they are. Soulmates are supposed to match each other, to walk with each other, but there's not many places that are as wild as Amity Park. The only mark he carries though, is the one that links him to Sam and Danny, so he's left to wonder how they might meet.

Damian turns sixteen and everything changes.

Words: 8767, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of DPxDC Ship Week 2023

Fandoms: Danny Phantom, Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Tucker Foley, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Wally West, Koriand'r (DCU), Bruce Wayne, Sam Manson, Danny Fenton

Relationships: Tucker Foley/Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson/Koriand'r/Wally West

Additional Tags: DPxDC Ship Week 2023, Soulmate AU, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Desert Sons, Yo I had to write the main ship in myself, alright then, This is me trying to One-Shot, The Poly is background but it's important to me, This is 8K of shenanigans, Ghostbuster Trio, Which is apparently is the, platonic everlasting trio, Tag, Damian Wayne is Robin, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, Aged-Up Character(s), Tucker and Damian are 16, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Not Phantom Planet Compliant (Danny Phantom), no beta we die like danny, Tucker Foley-centric, Damian Wayne-centric

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/wqfvo8J

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

[risingmoonyue]

I’ve been in the Batman fandom recently, and while reading fics, I got the ridiculous idea of Damian following in Bruce’s shiny footsteps and adopting a kid. At like, 10 or 11 years old. And absolutely no one being able to stop him. So now everyone has to deal with their shenanigans, to their reluctant (and not so reluctant) amusement.

—the adoption—

Child: [is rescued by Robin]

Child: [stares]

Damian: What are you looking at—

Child: Baba!

Damian:

(later)

Damian: Father, this is now my child. I have only had them for a day and a half, but if anything happens to them, I will kill everyone in this city and then myself.

Child: Hi!

Bruce: NO

Alfred: Oh dear.

Jason: oH MY GOD ITS GENETIC—

Dick: [sniffs like a Proud Dad™] My baby's growing up, adopting children already~

Tim: Figures the Demon Spawn would do something like this.

Bruce: TAKE HIM BACK

Damian: The paperwork is already processed. It is too late.

Bruce: HOW?!

Damian: Mother has many connections.

—Meeting the family—

(Dick)

Damian: [name/nickname], this is Grayson. You may address him as Uncle Dick. If there is ever a time you cannot go to me, father or Alfred, go to him.

Child: Hewwo Unca’ Di’!

Dick:[strangled squeal] Dami—

Damian: Unless you want to learn how to stab people differently. Then go to Todd.

Dick: ...I’ll take it.

(Tim)

Damian: This is Drake. If you have to sudden and intense feeling to stab someone, go to him. Unfortunately, due to family obligations, he is only to be stabbed with blunt and/or non-lethal projectiles. Tt.

Tim: Gee, thanks.

(Jason)

Jason: WHAT THE F*** ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?!

Damian: Tt. This is Todd. I am feeling generous, so I shall allow you to address him as “Uncle Jason” if you wish.

Child: Hiya Unca’ Jay!

Jason: LIKE HE—

Damian: If for whatever reason you decide you want to learn how to stab, shoot, or operate in the streets like a common man, go to him. He is also the person to go to when you wish to get revenge on—or simply mess with—Father.

Jason:

Jason: I can work with this.

(Bruce)

Damian: This is Father. However, if you insist on calling me “Baba”, then “Grandfather” may be more appropriate.

Child: Gran’pa!

Bruce: Please don’t.

(Alfred)

Damian: This is Alfred, the most important human being in the house beyond yourself. He is immortal, all-powerful and all-knowing. This family would somehow manage to die of starvation if he were to leave for longer than a day. If you need anything and cannot get it from me, go to him.

Child: Hewwo, pow’rful one!

Batfam: [stares in shock]

Alfred: [sniffs in pride] You are too kind, Young Master. Truly you have grown to be especially like your father. I shall I shall endeavor to guide the Younger Master.

(Bonus—Talia)

Damian: Mother. I require assistance.

Talia: [on the phone] What do you need, precious one?

Damian: I wish to adopt this child. I am doing everything now so Father cannot stop me.

Talia:

Talia: Why not. This should prove to be humorous.

(Psst—see a spin off here)

#batman #batfam #damian wayne #batfam hc #batfam au #batman au #my writing #bruce wayne #alfred pennyworth #dick grayson #tim drake #jason todd #baba dami au

[hateswifi]

I Only Have Eyes for You

A quick Daminette blind!Mari Au with a twist at the end. I hope you enjoy! Go check out my other stories after you finish reading.

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"I'm so sorry," Marinette said, brushing herself off as she stood up.

"Watch where you are going next time!" a  deep voice angrily exclaimed before she heard his footsteps rush off in front of her.

"Marinette! That was so rude why would you draw attention to yourself like that!" Alya exclaimed.

"Well I'm sorry that you all didn't want me to draw attention to my cane, none of you warned me!" Marinette said back. (Ok quick explanation, needed a reason why Marinette didn't have her cane out.)

"Whatever, pay more attention next time," Alya muttered.

"How would you like me to do that?" Marinette asked, leaning to one side.

"I had a friend who overcame her blindness, they did a transplant on her eyes," Lila spoke up, 'attempting' to break the tension.

"Ya because that sounds realistic," Marinette mummers to herself.

"Because it's not realistic," Chloe said, rejoining the group, she had gone to grab Marinette's cane from the bus.

"You've just never heard of it, the doctors probably never told your parents so you wouldn't get your hopes up. I mean you're not too rich," Lila pointed out.

"Girls calm down, it's time to begin our tour," Ms. Bustier said, walking back from the front desk.

"Hello, Francis DuPont, welcome to Wayne Enterprises. I'm your tour guide, Richard," The tour guide greets. *Insert Lila lying and normal field trip shenanigans here (if requested will write later) * "I hope to see you all at the celebratory gala at the end of the week, please enjoy your stay here in Gotham."

She was tired of her class, she convinced Chloe to take her to the nearest park so she could hear the sounds to hopefully inspire her in her next song. She has been practicing with the help of Uncle Jagged with writing, well someone writing down, songs and singing them. Uncle Jagged thinks she has potential.

Chloe had left Marinette for a couple of minutes to grab ice-cream, they both deserve it after putting up with Lila and her sheep. She hears footsteps approaching her that sounding similar to Chloe's when she wears shoes, not high heels like today, (she's not very used to Chloe's footstep when there not in heels, sue her). 

"Hey, Chloe what ice-cream did you end up getting?" She asked, facing the footsteps.

"Wait you're blind! Why didn't you have your cane earlier?" The voice, definitely not Chloe's, asked approaching her.

"Are you the guy from earlier, the one I ran into?" Marinette asks, avoiding his question.

"Ahh... Yes. Sorry about the 'watch where you're going' that was incredibly insensitive, even for me," he responded.

"Don't worry about," Marinette says, nonchalantly. "I'm Marinette."

"Hi, Marinette, my name is Damian," he responds. "So why are you alone in the park in the most crime-ridden city in America."

"Why? You trying to kidnap me?" Marinette answers with a giggle. "I'm waiting for my friend to get back."

"What have I told you about not talking to strangers, especially ones that look dark and angsty," Chloe says, walking up with two ice-creams in her hands.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Chloe. I forgot to ask, 'hey, Person, I've never met before, are you dark and angsty? If so by my dear friend Chloe's rules, I'm not allowed to speak with you' because I can totally trust someone's answer," Marinette says sarcastically.

"I'm the sarcastic one! You're supposed to be the sweet angel, who is sometimes terrifying," Chloe wines, placing Mari's cone in her hand.

"Whatever you say, Bee. Damian this is Chloe, Chloe this is Damian. Ya know the person I supposedly 'made a scene over'." Marinette said.

"Nice to meet you, Chloe, I should be off, I don't want to disturb you both anymore and my father will call me soon for a meeting," Damian says, standing. He turns to Marinette and says. "I hope to meet you again." Before he exited the park. 

"How... you can't even see how hot he is," Chloe complains, slouching beside Marinette. 

"Chloe, ya know looks don't matter to me because it's what's on the inside that counts," Marinette says a smile on her face, already knowing how Chloe would respond.

"Plus you're blind so you don't have to worry about how they look," Chloe snickers before checking her watch. "If you want time to walk around the store a bit before dinner, we should get ready to go."

"Cool, let's go then, I promised Mama something I need your eyes to help me," Marinette said, standing up. She tucked her cane away and let Chloe lead her to the shopping district.

The finished shopping, Marinette got her Mama some homemade tea from one of the small business, and a fun new apron. (I'm not funny, so I'm not going to attempt to come up with something clever.) They got back to the hotel with enough time to get ready for dinner. Marinette put on an outfit, with the help of Chloe, high waisted black ripped jeans, a white lace tank crop top, and a pink mid-thigh cardigan, paired together with a silver moon necklace. (idk, it be 1:30). The bus surprisingly didn't leave without her, which she was happy about. The dinner was phenomenal and she has hopes for a good rest of her night, that was until she went to the bathroom and found out her group left without her. She sighs, pulls out her flip phone (I'm like 98.9% sure blind people can't use smartphones.) and dials Chloe's number.

"I tried to get Bustier to wait for you, but little miss liar lied and said you were already on the bus," Chloe explained.

"It's fine... I need a walk anyways, see you later," Marinette said, hanging and putting her phone on silent and exits the restaurant. Not too long after she hears light footsteps touch the ground.

"Miss do you need help getting back to where you are staying? You know this is the most crime-ridden city in the world," A somewhat familiar voice comes from behind her.

"Seriously Damian we're back to Miss?" Marinette laughs.

"Robin, I told you to stay on the roof," another voice comes from landing beside them.

"Damian, you're friends with Richard? He was my tour guide earlier," Marinette adds.

"Umm yes, I'm Damian's brother," Dick said. "You can call me Dick though."

"Hi, Dick, my name is Marinette," She says, holding out her hand in his voice's direction, which he grabs and shakes. She scrunches her nose at the feeling of leather. "Why are you wearing gloves? It's not that cold out."

"Oh I'm a germaphobe," Dick answered quickly.

"Oh I'm sorry, I should be getting back to the hotel," Marinette said, turning her back ti were their voices where.

"Let me walk you ok? Where's your cane?" Damian asks.

"Well Chloe was here with me earlier, so I had put it away in her purse. The class left me behind though, so I was just going to walk home," 

"Wait you're blind? You didn't have a cane earlier as well," Dick asks.

"Oh, that is literally nothing. People think I use it to seek attention," Marinette said. "Damian, can you help me find my hotel?"

"Yea, sure, umm... what hotel are you staying at?" Damian asks. "You can hold on to my arm if it would help you."

"Ok, thank you, I'm staying at Wayne Hotel," Marinette said, grabbing the crook of his elbow.

"See you later, you guys. Call me when you're down, I'll let Brucie know what's happening," Dick said his voice trailing off as they walk off in opposite directions. They walk in silence and when they get to the hotel Marinette squeezes his hand.

"Thanks for walking me, Damian," Marinette said, smiling while looking in where she thinks his face is.

"Bye Marinette, don't be left alone again, people aren't always as nice as me," He snickers. "Good night."

"Night, Dami," Marinette says. as the door opens.

"Marinette! I'm so happy you're ok!" Chloe said, hugging Marinette. She then smacked her arm. "Don't hang up on me again!"

"I'm fine Chloe," Marinette said.

"Thank you so much, Robin! I didn't know how she was going to get back without her cane," Chloe exclaimed. "What have I told you about talking to strangers, even heroes."

"Heroes?" Marinette mutters to herself. "I'm sorry Chloe. I didn't realize that I wouldn't be safe with one of Gotham's heroes."

"I'm messing, come on," Chloe says, grabbing Marinette's arm. "Night Robin."

"Ya night Robin," Marinette says confused. When Marinette gets to her and Chloe's room, she sits on the balcony with hopes of Da-- Robin dropping by. Not too long after she stood outside she heard someone land being her. "Chloe, I'm going to be writing, you can go to bed, I'll be in a bit later." She heard Chloe confirm. "So you're Damian and Robin."

"And you figured it with only meeting me three times, you figured out Grayson with only two times. You know you can't tell anyone," Robin said.

"Well I don't see the difference between you guys, I can only hear the similarities in your voices," Marinette explained. "I wouldn't tell anyone, I understand to have secrets."

"What do you mean?" Robin asks.

"Well for the past couple of years, there had been an akuma problem in Paris," Marinette said.

"What's an akuma and how were they a problem?"

"A villain named Hawkmoth terrorized the city by using their negative emotions against, a hero team named Ladybug and Chat Noir rose to meet the terrorist," Marinette sighed.

"How come no one had mentioned this?" Robin asks,  leaning on the railing beside her.

"Tourists weren't allowed to enter Paris as much and no international news was allowed to do reports. The mayor wanted to keep the whole thing under wraps and we didn't include the Justice League because we realized that people with extra training and sometimes powers would be too hard to take down," Marinette explained.

"What do you mean 'we'?" Robin asks, studying Marinette's face the moonlight highlighting her hair making it more blue than normal along with accenting her cheekbones. 

"My partner, Chat Noir, and I, well just me now," Marinette said, putting her head in hands. 

"You were Ladybug?" Robin asks in disbelief. "Not to sound rude, but how did you manage to do that with your condition."

"While being Ladybug, the magic let me see. They were the best times of my life besides the fact of Hawkmoth. But because of being Ladybug, I was able to see my parents' faces and see the beautiful world. All good things come to an end though, Master Fu took my earrings and Chat Noir's ring and ran away," Marinette accounted a tear slipping down her cheek. "Now I know what I'm missing out on, and there is almost nothing I wouldn't give to see again."

"Why are you telling me this?" Robin asks, looking out over the city.

"Because no one will believe you and I needed someone to talk to who would understand."

"What about Chat Noir?" 

"He's gone, his father killed him and there was nothing I could do," Marinette responding full-on tears streaming down her face now.

"Alfred told me the best way to comfort someone, who is distressed, is to hug them. Do you need a hug?" Robin said, standing up straight.

"Please, he promised he would have my back, but he left me here to deal with the aftermath of Hawkmoth and my class," Marinette said into his shoulder

"Does it have anything to do with your class leaving you behind?" Robin asks, rubbing small circles into her back.

"One girl turned them all against me Adrien tried to help me but her lies were just too convincing. They say I bully her and I lie about everything. They took my cane earlier because they didn't want me to draw attention to myself, that's why I ran into you earlier."

"I was rude earlier which was bad in my part especially since you fell," he said quietly.

"No it was my fault for running into you, I'm just happy we're both ok," Marinette smiled, breaking the hug. She leans against the railing again with Robin following not too long after.

"You said something about writing earlier, what was that about?" Robin asks.

"I write and sing songs," Marinette says.

"Any songs I would know?"

"I don't know, but I sing and write with my uncle Jagged a lot."

"Would you sing?" he whispers almost inaudibly.

"I haven't sung in front of many people, and Chloe is right you're still a stranger," Marinette says with a giggle.

"I bet you have a lovely voice," Robin says. "But you don't have to, I won't force you to do anything that would make you uncomfortable."

"I will but give me a moment, I want you to be brutally honest because no matter how I love my family and friends they won't tell me if I'm bad," Marinette whispers. "I'm only going to sing the chorus I haven't figured out the rest." (not my song In My Head by the Bedroom. Highly recommend, underrated song.)

It consumes my mind

It consumes my soul

It wants my life it wants complete control

Somebody help me before it's bad

Somebody help me before I end up dead

I feel alone, all of the time

It's still quite, lurking inside

"I was right, the voice of an Angel," he says, breathlessly.

"Robin, time to go, have a good night Miss," Dick says, dropping onto the balcony.

"Night Damian, Dick," Marinette says, walking towards the door.

Now Dick and Damian stood on the rood of the hotel. "So you want to explain how she knows who both of our identities?" Dick asked his arms crossed across his chest.

"She recognizes our voices after her friend pointed out that I was Robin she put two and two together," Damian says uninterested.

"Besides knowing your name and that you are Robin, does she know that you are Damian Wayne," Dick asks. 

"No, I don't think she does," Damian answer. "Now that we're done gossiping, can we go back to the manor?"

"You gonna tell Brucie," Dick asks, standing.

"I mean it is kinda important," Damian shrugs before running in the direction of the manor.

At the end of the week at the gala, Marinette wore a floor-length off the shoulder red dress the skirt of the dress looks like a flower. She loved the feel of the smooth fabric, Chloe said that the color complimented her skin. She was sitting at a table with Chloe when she heard the almost familiar footstep of Damian. 

"Nice try Damian, I can tell you are there," Marinette smiled.

"Well, I wasn't trying to sneak up on you, because if I was trying you wouldn't have heard me," Damian says quietly."I was coming to see if you wanted to dance."

"That would be lovely, I'm not too good at dancing," Marinette says.

"I'll lead, I'll make sure that you are comfortable," Damian reassures.

"I trust you," Marinette says, letting herself be lead out to the middle of the floor. "So tell me more about you, all I know is that you have a night job. How old are you because you sound on the younger side to me."

"I'm about to turn twenty in the upcoming month," Damian says.

"I just turned eighteen. What do you want to do in the future?"

"I help run my father's company, I know you want to be a singer," Damian asks, spinning her.

"That's true. What company does your father run?"

"He owns and runs Wayne Enterprises."

"That means you're a Wayne? Is it your choice that you want to work at WE or is it being forced onto you?"

"It's my choice."

"Does it bring you happiness?"

"Yes," Damian says pressing his forehead to hers as the song ends.

"Then that's all that matters then," Marinette says,

"Oh my god! Dick wasn't lying!" A voice screams with fast-approaching footsteps following. Marinette turns to the voice's direction. "How'd you get someone so adorable?"

"Jason! I told you to-- he wasn't lying!?" another voice says, coming from the same direction.

"Marinette, meet my other two of my adopted brothers," Damian said. "The first one is Jason and the second one is Tim."

"We're numbers now? What happened to us being people?" Jason whines.

"You're bothering me," Damian said.

"Damian, be nice to your sibling, I bet they're lovely to have around," Marinette says, playfully smacking his arm.

"Well, then I would win that bet," Damian snickers.

"Well it's nice to meet someone that can stand being around Demon Spawn," Jason says.

"Are you guys dating? Dick said you guys were and that Damian calls you Angel," Tim asks.

"We're not dating," Damian says.

"He has not called me Angel, but he compared my singing voice to one," Marinette responds.

"I forgot to tell you that there was no way the Jagged was complimenting you to be nice. You have a heavenly voice," Damian says, kissing her hand.

"Jagged... like Jagged Stone, Jagged?" Tim asked, squeezing in between her and Damian.

"There are a lot of people with Jagged in the world, what makes you think I'm talking about Jagged Stone?" Marinette asks, speaking towards the spot where Tim had been standing.

"Well, is it him?" 

"Yes, it is him, but--" Marinette said now looking on Tim's direction. 

Tim screams. "Seriously! You're his prodigy?"

"More like his niece but prodigy works," Marinette explains.

"That's awesome, can I have an autograph?"

"I don't know when I'll see Uncle Jagged again, but--" Marinette starts.

"No from you, your voice is calming and helps me focus on my work," Tim says.

"Umm, sure!" 

"After she signs it, will you leave us alone?"

"Yes, we'll leave you two love birds alone," Jason said, grabbing Tim's arm.

"They seem nice," Marinette said. 

"They can be but they are a bit overbearing," Damian said, pulling her into another dance.

"It's nice to have people support you in their own unique ways," Marinette said. They dance in silence at one point Marinette almost falls Damian pull her close.

"You're adorable when you blush," Damian says, lifting her chin so he could get a good view of her face.

"That's not fair, I can't see if you're blushing," Marinette pouts. "Can I feel face?"

"Why?"

"You don't have to, but feeling is like seeing for me along with other blind people," Marinette said, quickly.

"Umm... do you want to go out to the garden so it's quieter?"

"Ummm ok," Marinette said, letting Damian take her to the garden. Damian leads her to the nearest bench. Marinette puts her hands in his. "I don't want to jab your face can you?" Before she finishes, he takes her hands and places them on his face. "Don't worry I recently washed my hands."  Damian chuckles. She runs her fingers over his jaw and cheekbone. "What color are your eyes?"

"Jade green, I also have black hair, and tan skin," Damian says.

"You're handsome... umm I mean you have strong facial features...?" Marinettes stutters.

"You're beautiful as well. Thank you, Angel," Damian says, kissing her forehead. “Will you come to dinner at the Manor tomorrow night?”

“That would be lovely, but I can’t be out too late, we are leaving the day after tomorrow,” Marinette said.

The next day leading up to dinner with the Waynes was uneventful besides some of Lila’s normal lies about Marinette and fabulous stories about her old famous friends that she ran into without anyone else around. She couldn’t help but smile at the thought of seeing Damian again. Sure she had been less willing to let herself be open ever since Lila and the loss of Adrien, who had stood with her. 

She got dressed in a white tank crop top with a pink floral pattern, a high waisted skater skirt, and paired with white converse. Chloe helped her, obviously, she said that Marinette looked appropriately dressed. 

“Thanks, Chloe, I’m going to head downstairs. Damian said he would be here at 5:30,” Marinette said, hugging her. 

“Well it’s 5:25 you should hurry,” Chloe said pushing her out the door. 

“Oh crap! Bye Chloe!” Marinette said, rushing down the hall to the elevator. As she ran out of the elevator she heard the lobby doors open. 

“Marinette, did you just run down here? Where’s your cane?” Damian asks, approaching the girl. 

“Hey aren’t you the boy that danced with Marinette yesterday?” Lila’s voice came from what Marinette remembers to be the sitting area. 

“If I am, why does it matter to you?” Damian growls. 

“Because she’s a bully,” Alya’s voice came from near where she heard Lila. 

“I don’t what you’re talking about, she’s sweet, kind, even after I was rude to her and incredibly strong,” Damian said, taking Marinette’s hand. 

“She forgets her cane on purpose for attention,” Lila states. 

“No, from what I was told, you complained that her cane was bringing her too much attention. The cane is what helps her see,” Damian says. “Come on, Angel, Alfred is waiting.”

“Thanks, Dami,” Marinette says. As they get into the back of the car Marinette says. “You know you didn’t have to do that, they stopped affecting me months ago.”

“Just because I didn’t have to doesn’t mean I didn’t want to,” Damian says, kissing her hand. 

“Thank you Dami,” Marinette said, a pink blush spreading across her cheeks. 

“You’re adorable,” Damian said. 

“Now Master Damian, I know I raised you better than that,” Alfred said from the front. 

“Pennyworth, this is Marinette, Marinette this is Alfred our butler and unofficial official grandfather,” Damian said. 

“It’s nice to meet you Monsieur!” Marinette says enthusiastically. 

“Miss Marinette, if I may be so bold, where is your cane?” Alfred asks. 

“Ummm I didn’t realize you knew, but I ran out of the hotel room without it,” Marinette said. 

“Hey, Mari I don’t think I ever got your number. May I have it so we can stay in touch once you leave?” Damian asks, rubbing the back of his neck. 

“Oh yeah!” Marinette says, taking out her phone. “Sorry I can text because they haven’t exactly made a smartphone for blind people yet.”

“We can skype,” Damian offers, putting his number in her phone. Before she recites her to him and he names her contact Angel. 

“Of course!” Marinette says as they pull up to the Manor. 

“There are seven steps coming up, I’ll let you know when there are left by squeezing your hand,” Damian says quietly, respecting her wishes to not use her cane. As they get close to the top, as Damian promised, he squeezed her hand. Alfred opened the door to reveal the rest of the Wayne family. 

“This is Marinette,” Damian says. “Marinette this is my family”

“My father, Dick, Tim, Jason, and you already met Alfred,” Damian said, pausing for each of them to say hi in between each introduction. 

“Well dinner is ready if you would like to follow me to the dining room,” Alfred said. 

“Alfred made Shepherd's Pie,” Damian said, pulling Marinette’s seat out for her. 

“That’s lovely, thank you for having me by the way Mr. Wayne,” Marinette said, picking up her fork. 

“It’s my pleasure, please call me Bruce,” he said. 

Dinner went on fine until Jason realized something, Marinette never looked directly at anyone she always looked slightly to the side or a bit above whoever was speaking. 

“Marinette, are you blind?” Jason asks. 

“Jason! That’s very rude,” Dick says. 

“No it’s a valid question, I am in fact blind,” Marinette said.

“You’re very independent,” Bruce notes.

“Well I don't like being seen just for my disability or for being weak because of my blindness,” Marinette explains.

“Angel, no one would think that,” Damian said. “You’re incredible.”

“Thanks, Dami.”

“So Marinette you know our identities, do you plan to keep them?” Tim says.

“Of course,” Marinette answered.

“She used to be a hero,” Damian said. “Ladybug, the hero of Paris.”

“I saw a video of a battle, how were you able to defeat the akuma?” Dick asks.

“Well, I used to have a kwami, her name is Tikki, she gave me sight while I was transformed,” Marinette explained. “But sadly, Master Fu took back my earrings along with Chat’s ring and disappeared.”

“How do we know you're telling the truth?” Jason asked, receiving a smack from Damian. “Hey! It’s a valid question!”

“I’ve seen the footage, they look the same,” Dick says.

“From what I’ve heard, I have scars up and down my back from the countless akuma attacks,” Marinette explained. “And because I was supposed to become the next guardian and I was the holder of the ladybug miraculi, I have with the Miraculi mark.” She then bent her leg to show the mark on her ankle. 

“Ms. Marinette speaks the truth, I have the mark of the peacock miraculi,” Alfred said.

“Adri-- Chat Noir had the same mark.”

“Before he went missing you mean,” Dick cuts in.

“Not missing, Gabriel, his father, and Hawkmoth, killed him before he realized it was his son,” Marinette explained.

The conversation moved into a brighter topic after that. When it was time to leave Damian decided to drive her back to her hotel. He walked her to the lobby. 

“Be my girlfriend?” Damian asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I would love to!” Marinette said, hugging him. She went up on tip-toes and kissed his cheek. “Bye Damian, I’ll count the minutes till I see you again.”

“I’ll see you off to the airport tomorrow,” Damian said, kissing the crown of her head.

(Sorry for the skips, I just wanna get to the part that the whole story has been building to.) Their relationship didn’t falter with distance after Marinette graduated, she moved to the states to attend Gotham Academy. Uncle Jagged promised her parent to check up on her him being in America for recording and shows. Not too long after they graduated college Marinette became a hit as Nettie. Damian proposed to her on the date of her debut. They got married on their fifth anniversary of dating. A year later they had their first son Thomas Adrien Wayne-Dupain. 

On Thomas’ second birthday, Damian prepared a surprise.  “Not too much longer Angel, just a couple more steps.”

“Today on the show we have Marinette Dupain-Cheng-Wayne or as most of you know her as Nettie,” the hostess says. “What most of you all don’t know is that she is blind. Nettie, will you give a wave to the crowd?”

She waves and whispers to Damian. “I might murder you, why are we here?”

Damian just chuckles, kisses her head, and says “Don't worry it’s about to get better.”

“So not too long ago, I reached out to Damian Wayne, her husband, to bring her onto the show so we can we have her reaction for a first time using E-Sight.” At that Marinette hugs Damian, and whispers graciously.

“So today is our son’s second birthday and I know it’s not a gift him, but it will be the first time she sees us for the first time,” Damian says.

“So we have an E-Sight technician here today to help her with the glasses, which she’ll be able to keep,” the hostess says.

 “So I’m going to slide this on your head,” the technician says, placing it over her eyes. “Can you give a look around for me? Can you see?”

“Yes! Yes! I can see,” Marinette exclaims, turning to look at the two most important people in her life. “You guys! You’re both as beautiful as I imagine.” Marinette cries, tears streaming down her face. 

“Come on, Angel, don’t cry,” Damian says, wiping her tears away before pulling her into a hug.

“Thomas, honey, you’re so cute…. I can’t believe it! I can see you both!” Marinette says, taking Thomas. “Hi honey, Mama can see you!”

“Nettie, we brought the rest of your family here so you can see them as well,” the hostess says, welcoming her family to the stage.

“Guys! Mama! Papa! You guys!” Marinette says, letting herself be enveloped in a hug.

“We’re so happy for you, Pixie-Pop!” 

She couldn’t be happier, she was happy before but now she can see the beauty of the world once again. She loved her family more than words can explain and now she didn’t have to just picture them, she can see them for real.

#marinette x batfam #maribat #batfam #ml salt fic #damian x marinette #lila salt #marinette x damian #alya salt #damian wayne #marinette dupain cheng #marinette deserves better #wifiwrites

[quillium]

How to Seduce People

(A guide by Dick Grayson)

Look pretty (don’t give me that Look, Jay, it’s true--no, you’re very good looking, I think--eww--just because I’m your brother doesn’t mean--no, I’m not just saying that because you’re my baby broth--objectively--Timmy, stop laughing)

[muffled, Tim, who is holding the camera: Does this mean that you think you’re pretty? Dick, looking in the camera like he’s on the Office: Are you saying I’m not? *brief moment of silence* Jason: ...he has a point]

[Tim appears in front of the camera, wearing an oversized sweater and holding a huge thermos of coffee: Okay, so we were going to get Dick to tell us how to seduce people but he was basically useless so we’re going to film him actually seducing people and just analyze the data since it’s easier] [The camera is shaking the entire time because Steph, the camera holder, is trying her best not to laugh and failing super hard]

Stare at a woman so intently that you walk into a pole. Whisper to your brother that I can’t help it, her ARMS. I think she could kill me with her pinky but use the dumbest voice to show that you are In Love. Somehow. For whatever reason. While she’s trying not to laugh, walk up to her and tell her that you think she’s very disciplined and cool and then blurt out thank you for your existence and try to speed walk away, only to have her ask you out to coffee (when you picture the woman, picture korrafitness because damn amiright or is this just a gay thing) [Dick appears in the frame, in his bedroom, holding the camera, looking tired: First of all, that was a platonic thing-- Tim: You two literally text all the time. I saw you kiss her neck. Dick: PLATONICALLY. Tim: Oh my fucking god.]

Ask your barista about his day and when he says ‘good, thanks!’ in a really cheerful tone, say softly, it sucks that you have to pretend, and buy him a hot chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles. The next day, appear and ask again. When he squints at you and asks if you’re the hot chocolate dude, get really flustered and say what’s hot chocolate in a panicky voice before buying the barista a lemonade even though it’s dead of winter. On the third day, somehow, the barista asks you out. [cuts to Dick in his bedroom again, looking even more exhausted: He doesn’t like me like that. Tim: He comes over every once in a while? You buy each other fancy food? He literally has a heart next to your name in his contacts. Dick: First of all, the heart is an inside joke, second of all, he told me that he didn’t like anyone-- Tim: Holy shit he’s crushing on you and you don’t even recognize it? Dick, loudly: RYAN DOESN’T LIKE ME TIM--] [cuts to boy who looks vaguely like Michael B. Jordon--why, you ask? Idk I just had Black Panther on the mind and so Michael B. Jordon being hot was on my mind I KNOW it’s random just roll--anyways, he’s kinda looking past the camera, like he’s chatting with the person behind it. He looks kinda embarrassed: Yeah, uh, I have a crush on Dick--don’t tell him, though, okay? I’ve been kind of dropping hints and I think he’s been ignoring them because he doesn’t like me that way-- Steph, dramatically from off to the side: NO at least TRY Ryan: But what if he doesn’t like me? Tim, flatly: he’s had sex with like 90% of his friends. Even if he doesn’t like you, it’s not going to change anything. Ryan: I want something serious, though. *they talk a bit more and Ryan talks about how he’s not sure if Dick’s looking for something serious but he is and Steph and Tim’s replies basically sum up to oh my god why is this so complicated okay fine use your own discretion but I think if you want it then you should try*] [Tim, looking extremely sleep deprived and high-key manic: HE DIDN’T FUCKING CONFESS. IT’S BEEN ONE-- Jason: It’s been three weeks, Timbo. Tim: What? No way, I only slept... Steph clocks him from behind. Tim passes out. Steph flashes a peace sign at the camera and the footage cuts off.]

At one point, Tim asks Bruce what makes Dick so seductive. Bruce stares at the camera for a moment, and then says I am your father in a really confused voice. Tim’s like yeah but you’re... y’know... such a good detective... and Bruce is like [covers ears] [covers face] [puts head on the table] [groans] I am your FATHER

There are a LOT more shenanigans along those lines

One involves Dick saving someone’s life

another involves Dick stabbing himself with a needle when he tries to sew a flower on someone’s jacket. He ends with a black and yellow blob and hesitantly says it’s a cute little... bumblebee? and apologizes. Somehow this seduces the person.

In the end, it shows super blurry footage of Dick with his hair slicked back in a tuxedo, smiling as he’s surrounded with women in super nice and elegant dresses. Dick looks straight at the camera, smirks, and mouths look pretty.

The rest of the footage is just like five minutes straight of Tim just. Screaming.

Anyways, feel free to add more.

#dc #batman #dick grayson #nightwing #Timothy Drake #tim drake #red robin #batfam #listen... idk what this was.. but I had a lot of fun thinking bout it #*about #might add more later.... idk #anywho first day of the new semester!!! #remember to stretch eat your meals and remember that you are loved <3

[bigskydreaming]

Imagine the Batkids hanging out at like....the food court of a mall or something, Jason keeping paparazzi at bay with finger guns that manage to be wildly ominous even if the gulping paparazzo have no true idea WHY that particular motion from this particular man has cold beads of sweat breaking out on the backs of their necks. Damian loudly proclaiming he hates everything and everyone even though he only half means it, well at least until Tim asks if he needs them to go get him a booster seat. To which Jason stops long enough to cackle about Tim finally finding someone he can actually literally look down on, it must be like Christmas for him, and meanwhile, Duke idly says to no one in particular that he can never decide if he accidentally got adopted into the Addams family, the Manson family or the Kardashians.

“I would be great at being a Kardashian,” Jason muses.

“Well you’re already 90% ass, so you’ve got that going for you,” Steph chirps brightly.

“Die, but for real this time,” Jason volleys back, equally pleasantly.

“I can’t believe the English major is suggesting I plagiarize him,” Steph says with eyes wide in mock bewilderment. Jason scoffs.

“What English major? In case you’ve forgotten, I never even finished high school, I was busy being de - “

He cuts off as Cass holds out her palm and Dick and Duke both slide ten dollar bills across the table to her, accompanied by groans. Tim jabs a finger at her with a scowl, half rising out of his seat in outrage.

“That doesn’t count, he didn’t even finish saying it!”

“Also, you’re cheating,” Damian adds on hotly, too incensed to notice he’s literally standing in solidarity with his most hated enemy. Though Tim catches it, if the slightly constipated look on his face is anything to go by. “Do you really think us so blind we can’t tell that Brown blatantly set that one up for you?”

“Don’t hate the players, hate the game,” Steph says sagely, as she and Cass split the take.

“What the hell just happened?” Jason asks. No one looks anywhere near the zip code of apologetic.

“Well we definitely didn’t all get together once a majority of us had done the knock knock knocking on death’s door thing ourselves and wound up making a long-standing bet about how long you can go without bringing that up and where the clock restarts each time you do,” Steph says thoughtfully, eyes intent even as she stares off into the distance, like it’s an actual mystery and she’s really trying quite hard to scry out the answer.

“What?” Jason says flatly.

“In my defense, they were doing it long before I came along and they said it was like, a family tradition,” Duke offers.

“I mean, it’s not like we lied,” Tim shrugs. “Besides, it was Cass’ idea and she’s died twice, so it’s allowed.”

Jason redirects his ire on their sister. “Why are you the worst.”

She shrugs. “I died.”

“I used to think having a sister would be cool. I can’t believe you ruined sisters for me.”

“Bite me, little brother,” she says sweetly. His face flames. Detonation imminent.

“I’m older than you!”

“Not if you don’t count the six months you were dead,” she sing-songs. “Besides, Tim’s lying. It was his idea.”

Jason’s head swivels like a turret-mounted missile launcher. Tim chokes on his French fry.

“What the hell! That’s not tr - .” He trails off then, frowning slightly. “Wait, was it? Oh. Right.”

Jason’s eyes narrow, tension on the trigger, but Tim rallies and just shrugs unrepentantly.

“Eh. You’ve tried to kill me like three times. Suck it up.”

“Next time, I’ll be sure to try harder,” Jason growls. Tim smiles serenely and takes an extra obnoxious slurp of his milkshake.

“See? You’ve learned something new today. You’re welcome.”

“Why am I not live-tweeting this,” Steph wonders, yanking out her phone and sending digits swiftly flying across its keys. Dick leans over on her left to view her screen.

“Are you tweeting as Batgirl about her fellow vigilantes, or the random blond stranger always seen out with the Waynes but that no one can determine their connection to?”

“First off, I’m the EXOTIC blond stranger, excuse you. Get it right. And second...idk. Either. Both. Does it really matter?”

“Well, it might if you actually do tweet the same content from both accounts and someone somehow manages to spot some kind of connection,” Tim says dryly. Steph scowls without looking up from her phone.

“Stop oppressing my shenanigans with your logic, Timbleton.”

“Timbleton?”

“It’s my new name for you. For it is both pretentious and douchey, as are you.”

Tim glowers. “Sometimes I honestly can’t remember why I went out with you.”

She shrugs. “You were a fifteen year old virgin and I have a killer rack. It wasn’t that deep.”

“Hey, you are still just the exotic blond stranger seen with us all the time, right?” Dick says suddenly, seemingly lost in thought. “Like, B didn’t adopt you since I last saw you or anything.”

“No, and you know you don’t ACTUALLY have to ask me that every time you see me.”

He shrugs. “I mean I kinda do. You are always here, and it is Bruce. It’s not like he ever tells me when he adopts someone new so like, you could be my sister for four years before I even realized it if I didn’t ask.”

“Ooh. A sighting of Dick angst, spotted in the wild. Those are rare,” Jason snickers. Dick just eyes him.

“FYI, I still have footage of a certain Robin, age fourteen, singing Backstreet Boys. And I have Roy on speed dial. Tread lightly, Little Wing.”

“You said you deleted that!”

“I lied. I do that sometimes. I’m terribly problematic.” Dick beams beatifically.

“Why have I not seen this footage?” Steph shrieks.

“Make me an offer,” Dick says as leans back smugly.

She wastes no time, fingers dancing across her keyboard again, and moments later Dick pulls out his own phone and reads her incoming text. One eyebrow arches significantly.

“That’s an offer, alright.” He frowns. “You came up with that quick. I’m either impressed or disturbed.”

Steph shrugs. “I get bored on stakeouts sometimes.”

“You can be dispressed,” Cass pipes up helpfully. Dick nods solemnly.

“An excellent suggestion, Cassandra, thank you. Just for that, I’ll send it to you too.”

“I will stab you,” Jason says dangerously.

“Just think, Jay, if you didn’t try and stab me all the time already, that might actually be incentive not to....oh whoops, finger slipped, just hit send, how terrible, much regret.”

“I feel like there’s supposed to be a life lesson in there somewhere,” Duke murmurs.

“Stay out of this, new kid on the block.”

“Does that make you Marky Mark or like, Donnie?” Tim wonders idly. He shakes his head at himself then, baffled. “Why do I know the names of the New Kids on the Block?”

Stephanie meanwhile is watching her phone with what can only be described as naked glee. It’s muted - she’s never one to share her spoils freely after all - but apparently that is more than good enough for now as far as she’s concerned. Beside her, Cass intently stares at her own screen, shoulders shaking with silent laughter.

“I will kill you all someday, and when I do the courts will rule it justifiable homicide and I shall be vindicated.”

“Please, Todd. As if I don’t have contingencies in place to ensure you receive my vengeance even from beyond the grave, should I ever perish at your hands.”

Silence falls across the table as they all stare at Damian.

“See, now I’m dispressed,” Tim says. “Sometimes I wonder what it’d be like to take a guided tour of your brain, but then I think why not wait til Halloween and sell tickets too.”

Damian glares at him, but to the surprise of everyone, Tim included, he reacts no further than that. A few seconds later though, Duke bolts upright in his chair across from him, directing his own baleful glare at the smaller boy. Damian just stares at him meaningfully and jerks his head in Tim’s direction. Duke rolls his eyes and sighs.

“Shut your facehole, Drake, you blithering dolt,” Duke says robotically. “Also, you are excessively diminutive for your age and nobody likes you. Allegedly.”

Once more silence reigns supreme.

“Oh fuck, can he possess people now?” Jason asks.

Dick waves them all down, gesturing for quiet before he takes the lead, studying Duke with an intent focus. “I think I speak for all of us here, when I say: no, but seriously, what the actual fuck.”

Cass nods gravely. “What he said.”

Duke shrugs a half-hearted apology. “It’s nothing personal Tim. It’s just that Damian and I have an alliance, and part of the terms are I have to defend his honor, since - and I quote - ‘tt, the very notion I need assistance defending my actual person is laughable, Thomas, don’t be daft.’”

“Wait, we’re doing alliances now?” Steph asks, because of course that would be the part that catches her attention. “I want an alliance. Cass, make an alliance with me.”

“Kay.”

“Whose idea was this alliance, anyway?” Jason asks. Duke just shrugs again, this time defensively.

“Hey don’t look at me, Dick’s the one who apparently thought it was a good idea to introduce Damian to Survivor reruns.”

All eyes turn to the eldest. In a particularly accusatory fashion.

Well, with the exception of Damian, as he has returned to his meal and is quite contentedly dining with a distinct air of smugness about him. (Even more so than usual.)

“What? I couldn’t get him to agree to watching anything else on TV, and then we came across some reruns and I thought it might appeal to him.”

“And you saw no potential drawbacks to him seeing appeal in the basic premise of voting people off the island?” Jason asks skeptically. Dick picks up a fry and studies it with clear deliberation and an equally clear attempt at avoidance. Subtlety, thy name is not Grayson.

“In hindsight, it’s possible mistakes were made.”

“I mean, at least now Dami’s attempts at casting undesirables out of the family are rooted in democracy instead of totalitarianism. That’s progress, right?” Steph asks. Heavy on the uncertainty.

“Right, and I have some beachfront property in Kansas to sell you,” Tim says sardonically.

“Nah, you keep it. I’ll just get it in the divorce when we get back together in ten years, marry, and I abscond with half of your fortune.”

“Wait, what?”

“Shh, just let it happen.”

“Hang on, back to this alliance,” Jason says, turning back to Duke. “So what are you getting out of it?”

“Oh, he has to do my calc homework for the rest of the semester,” Duke replies.

“Duke, you should have just told one of us you needed some help with your homework,” Dick says with an unmistakable note of concern in his voice. Duke shoots him a quizzical look.

“I don’t. I just don’t want to do it.”

“This is why Duke is the most valid,” Steph nods knowingly. Cass nods in agreement.

“Hey, did nobody else notice that in essence, Damian implicitly admitted he needed help protecting his feelings from getting boo-boos,” Tim pipes up oh so casually. The youngest among them narrows his eyes.

“In my spare time, I peruse the occult tomes recommended by Raven and the Zatara brat in search of a ritual that will make it so you never existed in the first place,” he says, matching his tone to Tim’s conversational one. Not deterred in the slightest, Tim just adopts an expression of over the top faux sympathy.

“Sucks you can’t just ask me for help. I already know where one of those is.”

“Dami, no!” Dick speaks up sharply. Their little brother slumps back in his seat and crosses his arms over his chest.

“I wasn’t actually going to do anything, Grayson,” he sulks. Dick snorts.

“You were absolutely about to jump on top of the table and kick Tim in the face. Don’t even try and pretend I don’t know what I’m talking about.”

“I was an only child once,” Jason muses. “I should have appreciated it more.”

“But then you couldn’t form an alliance with me, little brother,” Cass points out, equal parts sweetness and wickedness. He hesitates, visibly torn between wanting to protect his vaunted older brother status and agreeing to an alliance with the most feared of them all.

“You’re evil.”

She shrugs but doesn’t contest the point.

“I’ll form an alliance with you, Cass,” Tim says, smirking at Jason.

“No thanks.”

Tim’s mouth falls open and he looks between her and his now cackling older brother. “What the hell? You’ll form an alliance with Steph and Jason but not with me? Why not?”

“I’m chaotic neutral,” their sister explains sunnily, as she steals some more of Dick’s fries.

#look they all actually so love each other okay #this is just how siblings are #just like #with less actual murder attempts

[roxyspearing]

Do it like Dean

Sup lovely people? I got something for you :)

This is my entry for @idreamofplaid and her super cool in the bunker challenge. This is also a fill for both @spngenrebingoand @spndeanbingo

Summary: It’s just your boyfriend Jensen giving you a tour of the Supernatural set. What shenanigans could possibly happen?

Word count: 1,509

Characters: Jensen x Reader, Dean x Reader (you’ll see), brief Jared

Warnings: smutty smut smut y’all! Children, turn away now! Sex, oral (female receiving), mild bondage, mild sensory deprivation, mild swearing

Squares filled: free space (spngenrebingo) and sex (spndeanbingo)

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“And....cut!” Comes the call from in front of you, and everyone jumps up on to the set. Props are replaced, camera angles are double checked, make-up retouched. And amongst all the hustle and bustle, you quietly stand and wait for one man in particular to realise you're there. Just as he's headed to his mark, he tilts his head just slightly enough in your direction, and you smile just as widely as he does as he hurries over to you.

“Hey, handsome? Know where a girl can get a bite to eat around here? Plane food is horrendous.”

“Here.” Digging into his pocket, Jensen pulls out a set of keys. “Third trailer on the left. Make yourself at home.”

“Shall do. Am I able to give you a kiss, or will that wreck all your pretty make-up?”

“Jay!” Jared shouts, and the moments passed.

“Try to keep the gag reel shenanigans to a minimum.” You laugh, and with a wave to your second favourite Texan, you grab your bag and head towards the trailers. 

You're just finishing up making two BLT's with extra bacon when you hear voices from outside. Grabbing the mayo, you put a healthy dollop on one, before grabbing a knife out of the trailer’s small but well-equipped kitchen and cutting both in half, as a pair of strong arms encircle your waist.

“Perfect timing.”

“Hmmm, I'll say. A beautiful woman in my sweatshirt, making me a sandwich. All I need now is a beer.”

“You’re one smooth talker, Ackles.”

“How were the vineyards of France?” Jensen asks you, grabbing both plates from the counter heading to the couch.

“They’re no brewery in Austin, that’s for sure.” You laugh, remembering the day you were assigned to cover the brewery’s opening for the paper you were freelancing for at the time. The place was gorgeous, as was the owner, who’d after giving you a dazzling interview for your article, so dazzling that the paper had offered you a permanent job, had asked for your phone number. You hadn’t hesitated for a second to give it to him.

“So, what assignments have you got lined up next?”

“Actually, nothing. For a month.”

“Seriously?!” Jensen mumbles through a bite of sandwich.

“Yep. I’ve called in a couple of favors so that I still get some holiday time at the end of the year, but the next four weeks are all mine.”

“That’s great timing. We’re on hiatus for two and a half weeks once we finish shooting this episode.”

“What’s this one about? Any juicy spoilers you can give me?” Having barely watched any of Jensen’s TV show when you got together, you had taken advantage of an unfortunate stomach bug to try it out.  And that was all that had been needed for you to binge fourteen seasons worth of episodes in a seven week period. You always tried to get Jensen to spill the beans about episodes, but it never worked.

“Yes.. There is a scene, in which I, am....in.”

“Oh my God.” You squeal, throwing a cushion towards his face. “You freaking dork.”

“Yep. Your freaking dork.” Jensen laughs. “Though, I suppose I could give you a tour. Access all areas.”

“Ooo yes! Let’s go!”

“Now?” Jensen exclaims incredulously.

“Yes! Come on !”

Jensen had managed to get the keys to the sets, though you were sure he’d not really had to struggle doing so. You’d been nearly everywhere, Jensen telling you little stories or tricks of the trade for each new setting, and you’d even gotten to sit behind the wheel of Baby. Hand-in-hand, the two of you walked down a hallway before turning a corner to arrive in what you easily recognised as Dean’s bedroom.

“And this...this is where the magic happens.”

“Oh my God!” You laugh, sitting on the end of the bed. “Is that the kind of lines Dean Winchester uses now? No wonder he hasn’t gotten laid in a while.”

“Dean Winchester does just fine with the ladies.”

“Oh yeah?” You smirk, raising an eyebrow. “Well, my apologies, Dean. How’s about you show me just how fine you do?”

Jensen smiled wide at you, but as he realised that you weren’t kidding...holy fuck. His eyes darkened as he took a step towards you, giving you a flirty eyebrow raise of his own.”

“Hiya sweetheart.”

”Hey Dean. Been a while.”

“Yeah. You get lost or something? Because this is my room.”

“Actually” you whisper, standing up and resting your hands on Dean’s chest, “I’m exactly where I need to be.” Your eyes meet his green ones, and that’s all is needed to set the spark between you both alight. One big hand comes to the back of your neck, his lips rough and demanding against yours. His other grasps your hip, pulling you closer into that muscular body of his, and you can already feel how hard he is through layers of denim and cotton.

“Strip. Now” Dean’s voice comes out deep and broken as the two of you break apart, and you find yourself shaking as you move to follow his instructions. You’ve got your t-shirt over your head, unable to see anything, when Dean’s lips latch onto the point on your neck that always makes you weak behind the knees.

“Do you trust me?” Dean murmurs against your skin, and you gasp out a yes. You gasp again as Dean’s hands move to your t-shirt, freeing your arms but keeping it rolled over your eyes, and then he’s guiding you to lay down on the bed. You let out a whimper as his hands slide up your ribcage, just glancing over the swell, and then one hand slips under you and you feel the give of the clasp. Dean shimmys your bra off and then you feel the bed shift as he stands up, and you’re just about to move the fabric covering your eyes when you feel the bed dip once more, a heavy weight above you as Dean straddles your chest, and then he’s taking your wrists and tying them to the headboard”

“Oh God” You moan, Dean’s chuckles meeting your ears.

“Give me time, it’ll be my name your moaning.”

“Shit.”

You feel Dean shuffle backwords, til he’s between your spread legs. his fingers brush down your stomach, then he’s undoing your jeans, pulling both them and your panties off in one fell swoop. You can feel his breath on your pussy as he gets comfortable on the bed, and you can’t help but jump as he swipes one thick finger over your damp folds.

“Hmmm....seems someone likes being at my mercy. You’re so wet Y/N, you’re dripping over my bed. Dirty girl. Guess I’m going to have to clean you up.” And then his mouth is on you, tongue zeroing in on your clit like some sort of heat seeking missile.

“Dean!!” You yell, arching your back, before one forearm pins your hips back on the bed. You try to close your legs, but his wide shoulders keep them spread open to his gaze and his touch. You groan as you feel a finger dip into your pussy, before it’s pulled back and replaced by two. Your pussy clenches, desperate to come around his fingers as he continues to lick and suck at your clit. You’re right on the edge, sweating and writhing, when Dean pulls away, and with one quick movement flips you over, lifting your hips up and then he’s sliding into you, one long, hard movement that doesn’t stop until he’s buried in your tight wet heat, and it’s the feeling of his thick cock that makes you come around him. As you gasp for air, and wondering when exactly Dean took his clothes off, the man in question slowly pulls back, until he’s almost about to fall out, before slowly sliding back in, back and forth so slowly that you can feel every ridge, every pulse of his dick inside you.

“Dean.....” You sob, trying to get some purchase on the sheet beneath you, a sharp cry leaving you as he thrusts into you hard. You’ve no choice but to hold on and take it, his cock moving hard and fast, hitting that spot every time, until....

“DEAN!!!!” You can’t help but yell as you come for the second time, so hard and for so long that your vision goes white. As you come back down, you realise your hands have been untied, the blindfold thrown to the floor, soft murmurs in your ear.

“Y/N? Hun, talk to me.” Jensen’s Texan drawl slowly drifts over you, as soft as his hands as they caress your wrists. “Y/N?”

“Jensen....”

“There she is. Here, have a sip of this.” The water is cool against your parched throat, and Jensen has to keep moving it away to stop you gulping it down. “You OK? I know we’ve never done some of that before, but-”

“Jensen. If that’s how Dean Winchester does with the ladies, then we are gonna have to do that a lot more.”

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Forevers and evers:

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The Dean Beans:

@akshi8278  @ericaprice2008  @cuffski  @ruprecht0420  @kathaswings  @deanscarlett  @hobby27  @deanssweetheart23  @yourvoiceislikearose  @wingedcatninja  @pisces-cutie  @mogaruke  @lastactiontricia

#plaidsbunkerchallenge #spngenrebingo #spndeanbingo #dean winchester x reader #jensen ackles x reader #dean winchester fanfiction #jensen ackles fanfiction #dean x reader #jensen x reader #smutty smut smut #supernatural fanfiction #roxy writes fanfiction #roxy writes supernatural #new writing

[elareine]

Fic Round-Up November/December

I decided to combine the two months not because I completely forgot to this in November (cough), but because I basically stretched my nano goal over two months instead of one (and made it, yay.) 

One-Shots

Ornamental Short description: Buttplug Christmas party fun. JayTim. Status: Posted. 

Soft, sweet (and never too much) Short description: Sweet and kinky PWP. DamiDick.  Status: Posted. 

Wonder Short description: Officer Grayson partners up with Batman. BruDick. Status: Posted. 

Like no other pain Short description: Soulmates, but Tim makes it angsty. JayTim.  Status: Posted. 

Untitled continuation of The Reluctant Brides Short description: Wedding shenanigans. Status: Newly plotted because I’ve been in a Georgette Heyer mood.

Untitled (working title: Agony Aunt Jason)  Short description: 5 times Jason reluctantly set people up.  Status: Plotted and partially written. 

Multi-Chapter

A Hope Like You Chapter: 2/? Short description: Single dad Jason and identity porn. JayTim. Status: Chapter three finished, needs to be edited. Will be posted soon.

Silver and shadow and vision of things not seen Chapter: 1/9 Short description: WW2 and post-WW2 noir. JayTim. Status: Working on chapter two. 

Secret Witness Short description: CSI except with ghosts. JayTim. Chapters: 4/10. Status: Posted chapter four, currently working on chapter five. 

Advent Calendar

That sacred bond Prompt: Accidental Marriage Short description: Fake marriage for the aliens. DamiTim. Status: Posted. Might do something more with this idea or general theme of faking marriage/forced proximity for those two. The tension’s fun. 

The stars gaze back Prompt: Look for the fallen star. Short description: Stardust AU with more swearing. JayDick. Status: Posted.

Don’t make me close one more door Prompt: Bodyguard AU Short description: Dami goes undercover and develops feelings. DamiDick. Status: Posted.

Through the night (we’ll make it) Prompt: Hurt/comfort Short description: H/C vignettes. Robinpile. Status: Posted.

I dream of our story (our fairytale) Prompt: “On my way” - The Baseballs Short description: Epilogue to In the Shallows. JayDick. Status: Posted.

warmth, shared Prompt: Sharing a coat/sweatshirt Short description: Jason’s older and gets cuddled on a mountain. DamiJay. Status: Posted.

Snow comes down in June Prompt: Getting back together Short description: College dumbasses try to stay friends. TimKon. Status: Posted.

Of wizards and black knights Prompt: Kill the wizard Short description: Cyberpunk damsel in not-so-much distress. JayRoy. Status: Posted.

All that’s dead and gone and passed tonight Prompt: Hunger Games AU Short description: Bruce and Dick watch Jason die. BruDick. Status: Posted.

Turning Point Prompt: demon/ghost/monster hunters Short description: Cuddles against nightmares, with a surprise ghost. JayRoyTim. Status: Posted. Might expand upon this one, I really like this world. 

Spellbound Prompt: Spellbinding Short description: Morning after marred by worry about a love potion. Trinity. Status: Posted.

If I had a type (then baby it would be you) Prompt: a/b/o Short description: One-night stand with surprise bondmark. JayTim. Status: Posted.

You still look like a movie Prompt: “When we were young” - Adele Short description: High school teachers pine. DickWally. Status: Posted.

At its core Prompt: Kid fic. Short description: Considering fatherhood and marriage. Duke, JayRoyTim. Status: Posted. Might write the JayRoyTim backstory for this one. 

Won’t you die tonight for love Prompt: “So this is goodbye.”  Short description: Vampire marriage surprisingly includes a third person. DamiJayTim. Status: Posted. Might write the entire backstory from Jason’s perspective. 

These stars will guide us home Prompt: “All of the stars” - Ed Sheeran Short description: Developing feelings while being far apart. DamiTim. Status: Posted.

In silence Prompt: Telepathy. Short description: Jason’s telepathy doesn’t help him with Bruce. Jason, Bruce. Status: Posted.

That word on your skin Prompt: Zombie Short description: Getting the same tattoo is one way to ask for a date. DamiJay. Status: Posted.

Promises (whispered, shouted) Prompt: “It hurts.” Short description: Injuries in the desert with not much hope. JonDami. Status: Posted.

Would make me whole Prompt: “What you don’t know” - Monrose Short description: Angsty jerk-off session. JayRoyDick. Status: Posted. That one I reeeally wanna write from Jason’s and Roy’s perspectives. 

Down, down Prompt: Merpeople Short description: Prince visits tentacled sea witch. Superbat. Status: Posted.

Met a boy (cute as can be) Prompt: He was too late. Short description: Summer romance. TimKon. Status: Posted.

Will someone tell me what's going on tonight Prompt: “Suitcase” - Emeli Sandé Short description: Dick’s OC boyfriend is an asshole, Wally offers comfort. Dick/OC, hints of DickWally Status: Posted.

The wonderful everyday Prompt: Curtain fic Short description: Flirting in an ikea. Joyfire. Status: Posted.

Far away Prompt: Christmas Short description: Tim’s in space. JayTim.  Status: Posted.

So close Prompt: New Year’s Eve Short description: Tim’s not in space anymore. JayTim. Status: Posted.

Tumblr Ficlets

“It’s always been you” (JayDick)

“Please don’t leave me” (JayTim) 

“I’m better when I’m with you” (JayTim)

“I thought you didn’t want me” (Robinpile)

I’m going to have to organize these soon. Masterlist or AO3 or... any suggestions? 

#elareine writes

[jasontoddiefor]

If I want to get into Batman and batfam lore, where would you say I should begin? I have only surface knowledge of comics but your posts have gotten me interested. -a shy anon

Hi, anon! Super happy to hear my dumb ramblings got you interested! Getting into Batman or comics in general is,,, harsh because comics don’t make any sense (at least to me since I’ve only read manga for years). So I’d recommend getting into Batman by watching the animated TV shows first!

I started by watching the Young Justice Cartoon (it’s on Netflix!). You get introduced to a lot of characters and their basic characterizations rather fast and gain an overall understanding on who comes from where. The The Batman cartoon is pretty neat as well (and here dailymotion is your friend)! If you’re only interested in batfam content, skip straight ahead to season 4 where Dick gets introduced. Barbara is there earlier already - and she’s an amazing batgirl - but season 4 is where you get Bruce at his Most Batdad ever. I also like that he looks rather young, like someone who might actually be in his late twenties.

The Under the Red Hood movie is great for an introduction to everything concerning Jason. Makes you cry a lot as well. So yeah, in general, the animated TV shows are pretty good, especially since they’re usually not so harsh, dark and gritty as current comic canon.

And the best approach to getting into the comics is picking a character and read.

Here are a couple reading guides. I know all of this is pretty overwhelming, since there are so many universes and reboots etc. so I’d say, pick one character and go from there.

I started with Duke Thomas, the Signal, because he seemed the easiest batfam member to start with as there aren’t like 10 versions of his childhood (looking at you Dick Grayson this post by @northoftheroad hoftheroad is super interesting).

And from then on... fanfiction. Fanfiction is a treasure. I know it sounds weird “How do I get into the lore” “Well, start by reading fanfiction”. But usually, if I stumbled - and actually still stumble, I’ve only been here for 7 months - upon a reference to an event that I didn’t know, I’d look it up and boom. More knowledge.

The childish things series by Dragonstorm on AO3 for example is genius for that. It’s very much an AU, yet it’s a pretty good reference for what happened to each Robin and an amazing fanfiction in general.

And if you’re ready for the multiverse, Robin and other flightless birds by Ionaperidot is great!!!

And afterwards it’s pick and choose really. Me for example, I don’t like the current canon because I’m a big fan of Bruce being a Dad instead of whatever he currently is so I ignore it and substitute @doc-squash​’s happy batfam for it and read the older comics.

And if you’re here for memes and regular Gotham shenanigans @hashtagonlyingotham​ is where you should go. I hope this helped!

If anybody else has some more reading guides, recommends or whatever, feel free to add!

#dc comics #dc #batman #comic recommendations #ask #anon #fanfic rec #i hope this helped!

[mylifeingotham]

#batman #bruce wayne #gotham #robin #batman and robin #damian wayne al ghul #dick grayson #richard grayson #poor dami #damian wayne #dick grayson wayne #dick grayson’s guide to shenanigans #damian al ghul #damian al ghul wayne #robin v #robin i #robin 1 #robin 5 #dick and damian #jason todd #red hood #batkids #batbros #batbrats #dc red hood #nightwing #dc nightwing #batsons #batfam socmed au #incorrect batfamily quotes

[iwritethat]

Fantasy AU

Dick Grayson: Forbidden

A/N: The final one albeit late! My apologies but here you go.

Warnings: None???

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Being a noble maiden of the kingdom was strenuous, being the Princess of Ravaryn made it even more so. With aspects of being the 'perfect' daughter and influential figure added to your shoulders it was no wonder you had phases of rebellion.

If anything the King should be grateful you even showed up to the ball, the congregation of available Princesses and Duchesses also looking for a husband in their expensive flowing gowns and beautiful features maintained the fleeting attention of various suitable noblemen. The amount of suitors that had tried their luck was credit to your beauty enough, but you were not naive, it was the title they desired and they'd probably have the women they'd flirted with prior as mistresses during your union anyway. Alas, to appease the masses you played nice and observed almost all guests throw themselves at members of the Wayne family, Dick Grayson in particular. Admittedly you found him attractive, but he could have a flock of women with simply a smile - it's been that way since you were young. Although in your previous brief encounters, he was always so genuine - you recalled him informing the young ladies that he was from the circus, hoping that'd rid him of the crushing admiration they 'apparently' held for his handsome features and it worked, all lost interest except you who only grew more intrigued. That's why you associated so often despite your father forbidding such a union, his past and lack of true royal blood didn't change how you viewed him unlike other monarchs. Even as you matured, it was difficult to keep your distance from one another, carefully avoiding your families informants and suspicion of other Nobles when doing so. Though currently, you'd managed to sneak out of the ball undetected opting to change into clothing more fitting of your disapproving destination.

.

It wasn't uncommon for you to be seen wandering the streets and many of the townsfolk favoured you because of your friendly attitude toward all beings regardless of species or wealth. So when you burst into your local bar, a wave of cheers and greetings sounded from friends that were deemed unworthy to attend the Palace event.

"Hit me with my usual~" You sung once reaching the ancient oak bar, the Faun bartender pleased with your regular business automatically slid over your favourite alcoholic beverage and proudly leaned over the counter to talk to you like always.

"I saved some for you Princess, knew you'd be in tonight or at least I sure hoped so. And by the way, Happy Birthday!" At his last sentence, the whole pub sparked to life with 'Merlin' the mage illuminating the warmly lit area in an array of morphing sparks and colours that delighted the senses, the iconic noir grand piano of the Inn belted upbeat music accompanied by the rest of the jazzy band which set rhythm into people's feet with your friends and locals dancing together. Laughter surrounded you with occasionally out of tune vocals echoing over the music as everyone enjoyed the surprise party as well as some humorous shenanigans encouraged by the constant serving of alcoholic beverages.

"Hah - bet our celebration is a lot better than that fancy pants gig you came from huh your highness?" The young Blacksmith grinned, offering you a tastefully crafted dagger by his own hand as a gift.

"You- you all remembered? I thought-" You couldn't even expressed your gratitude properly but they understood.

"Of course we did, as mates of yours we weren't distracted with getting you a husband like those nobles are. Now c'mon, enjoy your birthday your Majesty!" The faun enticed, lightly herding you off of your barstool before a handsome villager pulled you into the fray, you danced with them, next being spun into a witch coven who wished you well, your feet were non stop, being met with the paces of werewolves to vampires to townsfolk each twirling, dancing and offering you their blessings and suddenly the music halted with your new partner.

.

You turned into him, the man who caught you by the waist thus silencing all surrounding you by appearance alone. By the rich texture of his clothing and the golden medals adorning his chest you knew he wasn't local.

"So you thought you could leave all by yourself? Not very smart of you my Queen." His voice was smooth, tone knowing that he had one over on you with a playful spunk to it.

The accurate nickname was the giveaway but you gazed into the sparking sapphires of Dick Grayson anyway, taking the time to remove your hands from his chest.

"Don't call me that yet - shouldn't you be looking for a wife or something?"

"Oi oi your Majesty! The mans' calling you his Queen, don't that mean you're his wife?!" Instantly, one of the ale mugs was shot across the Inn courtesy of your favourite Faun, hitting the Blacksmith square on the skull thus knocking him out cold much to your relief.

"Well... I knew you were strange (Y/n) but I didn't expect to see you in a place like this." Dick commented, overlooking the less than regal scenery.

"Oh really? What's wrong with it? Aside from drunkards jumping to conclusions obviously..." The last part was muttered in a sheepish manner but the defensiveness in your tone was admired by your friends.

"Nothing, it's awesome!" The pure happiness in his voice surprised you somewhat, as well as the rest of the guests but you could tell they’d already accepted him.

"...You're not like the others are you Dick Grayson?"

"It takes one to know one (Y/n) (L/n). Anyway I saw you disappear and I couldn't exactly let you leave without me so..." He trailed off, almost embarrassed as he spoke which indicated he was hiding something and with an expectant look he would tell you.

"..."

"Okay to be honest the Ball was super boring and I only attended to hang out with you but you disappeared, plus this party seemed pretty sweet."

"What I can I say? My friends know how to entertain." You laughed, guiding him to a quiet secluded corner booth where drinks were served as you sat down to catch your breath.

"I agree, but you're not going to find any approved suitors here."

"Ah yes, I'm missing out on the blissful marriage to some aristocrat I may not even like in hopes of making the rich richer. He'll probably only cheat on me anyway, and so I doubt I'm missing out on much.” You offhandedly shrugged, taking a sip of your beverage.

"Ah you might be right but we're not all bad, for the record if I were allowed to marry you, it wouldn't be for my Kingdom, nor for the Royal Courts. They would matter but those duties would fall second to you, you'd be my one and only - forget mistresses or whatever they'd expect me to indulge in." It was reassuring to know that you both agreed with one another, despite this opinion most likely being frowned upon by the King.

"It would be the same for me if I were to ever have the pleasure of marrying you, you'd be the one thing I'd truly love more than anything. You'd come first."

"Maybe that's the real reason we're forbidden to marry, because it would be for love and not power." The male spoke truthfully, sheepishly running a hand through his raven hair.

"Are you saying you love me?" Your voice held a degree of mischievous merit, amused at the position you found yourselves in.

"That depends, are you saying you'd want to marry me?" Dick matched your tone, equally pleased with your wit.

.

“YOUR MAJESTY!”

Instantly you were on your feet, conversation long forgotten and curious glare directed at the Royal Guards situated at the Bar entrance.

“You’re with - It matters not, your father has ordered your return but under these circumstances, we are to place you both under arrest.” At his statement, the bar fell into silence and you knew that your friends would be willing to fight the Guards for you with no hesitation - you lowly raised your hand, a respectful nod sent to the Faun who immediately understood, they were not to involve themselves in this, those were your orders.

“You can’t, I forbid it!”

“I regret to inform you that the Kings commands outrank yours. By far.”

Your expression hardened at their honest explanation despite a majority of the group watching over you since birth, Dick placed a careful palm on your waist leaning to whisper in your ear.

“I can take them, all you must do is ask.”

Instantly your gaze softened as it locked with his crystal ones, you knew he was perfectly capable but that would only make the situation worse.

“No, I won’t let you get in more trouble.”

“Step away from the Princess immediately!” The lead Guard demanded due to your close proximity, sword pointed in your general direction. You were aware how your father hated the bonds you shared with an ‘unworthy’ suitor but this was ridiculous.

However, Dick obeyed albeit reluctantly - on the other hand, you weren’t as disciplined when it came to your fathers orders. As a result you pulled him toward you, hands placed on his chest before gently reaching one to his neck to bring his lips to meet yours with more passion than there should have been. You pulled away, both of you exchanging meaningful looks before turning your attention back to your loyal guards.

“What if I want him as close as possible?” Your words held mischief, playing with idea of taunting your father through the guards who no doubt would diverse the event in full detail.

“Then we shall arrest you... My apologies your majesty.” And they did just that, separating the two of you with their weapons before escorting you out of the bar with little resistance as you laughed under the flurry of witty remarks courtesy of Dick Grayson.

.

“So my Queen, I’ll take our current situation as a yes to my previous question?” His time was charming yet held underlying sincerity.

“Yes! Of course it is, how could I say no to a man like you my love?” Yours more sarcastic but truthful none the less as the Guard urged you toward the carriage.

“Then I promise I’ll do it properly once we’re out of this mess (Y/n).”

“I look forward to it.” You gave him a wink as you we’re seated opposite one another in the carriage - no doubt on the way to face the wrath of your father.

Together.

#dc #dc imagine #dick grayson #nightwing #dick grayson imagine #dick grayson x reader #fantasy au #au #alternate universe

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Underland

by Jackdaw_and_Nightjar

Once upon a time there was a little prince who fell into a pit, only to find that, deep down beneath his world was a green land full of strange creatures. The strangest of these was the king, a young man with a halo of white hair who took it on himself to guide the little prince through his kingdom and who was always sure to help him find his way home in the end.

Eventually, the little prince’s mother found out, and barred him from ever returning to those green lands down below. As he grew, the prince forgot the land and his friends, writing them off as childhood fancies. He left his mother’s home and went to live with his father, though he would always bare the mark of that place.

Perhaps that could have been the end, but one day a strange and familiar man would come. The prince’s brother, touched as he was by the same green lands, fell in love with the stranger, and so one day brought him to the prince’s castle to meet his family, albeit at the behest of their eldest brother and not his own will. The young man was named Danny. Damien did not know him, but he knew Damien and soon, much that had been buried would come to the surface once again.

Words: 645, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Danny Phantom, DCU, DCU (Comics)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Major Character Death

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Danny Fenton, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth

Relationships: Danny Fenton/Jason Todd, Danny Fenton & Damian Wayne

Additional Tags: Is it major character death if they’ve been dead for years?, Wonderland-esque shenanigans complete with an irritated child, Eldritch Danny Fenton, at least a little, the Lazarus pits act as a portal to the Ghost Zone but only for liminals, Ghost King Danny Fenton, Liminial Damian, Damian Wayne Needs a Hug, And a friend, and honestly a babysitter, Danny Fenton Needs A Hug, he thinks the two should unite on this front, Tags May Change

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/46159090

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

[ao3feed-jaytim]

A (SMART) Bird's Guide to Manners

read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2obxyOJ

by PrettyMissKitty

Alfred is Magic. His sheer epic-ness shows itself clearly as he raises an unruly flock of baby birds.

A new drug is sweeping through the streets, killing almost everyone it touches. GCPD's given up on finding the culprit, of even figuring out what the new drug IS, and Batman is on the case. He, Nightwing, and Robin are actively investigating with support from Batgirl and a very special stalker who's becoming part of the family faster than anyone realizes.

Except Jim Gordon... Jim Gordon is not surprised. He would be amused if not for the ridiculous caseload on his desk and the hopelessness of the new drug to which most of his cases are linked. But perhaps the new kid can help.

Words: 2966, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Misadventures of the Baby BatBros

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman and Robin (Comics), Grayson (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Under the Red Hood, Batgirl (Comics), Gotham (TV), DCU

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Barbara Gordon, Robin (DCU), Nightwing, Batman, Batgirl, Jim Gordon

Relationships: Tim Drake/Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Barbara Gordon & Dick Grayson

Additional Tags: Jason Todd is Robin, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Barbara Gordon is Batgirl, References to Drugs, Drug Lord Shenanigans, Stalker Tim Drake, Mystery, For Science!, BAMF Alfred, Alfred is Magic, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, Bruce Wayne is a Good Dad, he's trying, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Self-Esteem Issues, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Batfamily Feels, Bat Family, Bat Brothers, Team Bonding, Sibling Bonding, Bat Bro Bonding

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[ao3feed-timdrake]

A (SMART) Bird's Guide to Manners

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by PrettyMissKitty

Alfred is Magic. His sheer epic-ness shows itself clearly as he raises an unruly flock of baby birds.

A new drug is sweeping through the streets, killing almost everyone it touches. GCPD's given up on finding the culprit, of even figuring out what the new drug IS, and Batman is on the case. He, Nightwing, and Robin are actively investigating with support from Batgirl and a very special stalker who's becoming part of the family faster than anyone realizes.

Except Jim Gordon... Jim Gordon is not surprised. He would be amused if not for the ridiculous caseload on his desk and the hopelessness of the new drug to which most of his cases are linked. But perhaps the new kid can help.

Words: 2966, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Misadventures of the Baby BatBros

Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman and Robin (Comics), Grayson (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), Under the Red Hood, Batgirl (Comics), Gotham (TV), DCU

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: F/M, Gen, M/M

Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Barbara Gordon, Robin (DCU), Nightwing, Batman, Batgirl, Jim Gordon

Relationships: Tim Drake/Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Barbara Gordon & Dick Grayson

Additional Tags: Jason Todd is Robin, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Barbara Gordon is Batgirl, References to Drugs, Drug Lord Shenanigans, Stalker Tim Drake, Mystery, For Science!, BAMF Alfred, Alfred is Magic, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Physical Abuse, Bruce Wayne is a Good Dad, he's trying, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Self-Esteem Issues, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Batfamily Feels, Bat Family, Bat Brothers, Team Bonding, Sibling Bonding, Bat Bro Bonding

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[huilian]

21 Is Legal

Characters: Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Lian Harper, Jon Kent, Iris West II, Jai West, Bruce Wayne, Barbara Gordon, Talia al Ghul

Summary: "Over the years, Damian grew to be a wonderful young man. He was everything a man could ask for in a son, and more. He…."Father faltered in his speech. “ What he's trying to say, Damian, is that he loves you very much, and he is proud of you. He just can't get it out of his mouth,” Gordon picked up neatly where Father left off. ______________________________ Damian turned 21. Shenanigans ensued

A/N:  For Halloween Content War, day 2: Celebration

Damian was turning twenty one today. He was an adult. He had lived long enough to be considered a legal adult. That thought gave him a moment pause. He had lived.   Along the years, there had been several bumps along the way, but he lived a mostly happy life. He had Father, Grayson, Pennyworth, and the rest of his family. He had his team and his friends, not really mutually exclusive. He had everything he never thought he would have as a child in the League.  Oh, he knew by now that his childhood was not exactly a normal one. But still, the fact remains that what he had now he would never had dreamt of having a mere ten years ago. He was exceedingly grateful for that. Damian would have stayed where he stood, relishing that fact when a voice brought him back to reality.  ‘‘You are expected to attend your own birthday party, you know?’’ Grayson put his hand on Damian's shoulder.  ‘‘I know, Grayson. Can't I just have a moment alone before I have to entertain all of the guests?’’ Damian retorted back.  Grayson laughed. He pulled Damian into an embrace. ‘‘Come on. They're all waiting for you.’’ Grayson smiled lovingly at Damian. ‘‘You're the man of the hour after all.’’ “Tt.” “Come on. It is your birthday.”

Grayson manoeuvred Damian into the room. Inside was all the people he had come to care since coming into Gotham, not that he would ever say that in so many words. The moment he walked in, all the activity in the room ceased. They all turned to Damian and congratulated him one by one. 

“So, twenty one at last, huh? I can finally take you out drinking without Mother Hen over there taking it out on my hide,” Todd said.  ‘‘As if I want to go drinking with you, Todd, " Damian replied without missing a beat.  Todd chuckled. “Happy birthday, kid.” Then, Todd was shoved over by a women wearing purple (eggplant) dress. “Dami! My little Robin's all grown up now!” Cain followed behind Brown in a more sedate pace. She simply offered a smile and hugged Damian so quickly, Damian could only bear it.  ‘‘Hey Cass! Give me time to hug the kid too!’’ “How many times must I tell you, Brown, I'm not a kid.” “Oh, of course. You're twenty one now!” Brown smiled mischievously. “Not a kid anymore, huh?” “Shut up, Brown.” Damian mumbled.  “Hey, Damian! Come over here!” Damian heard Kent (John) called for him. Feeling grateful to be spared a full blown teasing session from Brown, he quickly sauntered over to where his team was standing around.  “Happy birthday, Damian. Never thought you'll live this long.” Harper raised her glass.  “Never mind her, Damian! You'll be able to bring us booze and everything now!” West exclaimed.  “Tt. That's all you have to say, West?” His sister smacked him in the head. “Sorry, Damian. You know how he is. Happy birthday, really.” “Oh, I know exactly how he is. Always wondered how you could live with him for this long without doing any permanent damage.” “Hey!” Damian laughed. That kind of teasing continued until they all heard a cough.  “Can I borrow him for a moment, ladies and gentlemen?" Father's voice was loud and clear even in the busy dining room.  “Sure, Mr. Wayne. He's getting boring anyway,‘’ Harper answered.  “I am not boring, thank you very much,” Damian replied.  “Eh. You are," Harper shrugged her shoulders.  Father had the audacity to laugh. He nodded his thanks to the rest of Damian's team, and guided Damian to the center of the dining room.  “Can I have everyone's attention, please?” Father called the room at large. Everyone inside the room quited down. Nobody wanted to risk the ire of Batman, even if he was Bruce Wayne at the moment.  “Today, Damian turned twenty one," Father began his speech. Damian could already feel his ears getting red. “Ten years ago, I met him for the first time. I know it's not how most father met his son, but that meeting turned to be one of the happiest moment in my life. Over the years, Damian grew to be a wonderful young man. He was everything a man could ask for in a son, and more. He…." Father faltered in his speech. “ What he's trying to say, Damian, is that he loves you very much, and he is proud of you. He just can't get it out of his mouth,” Gordon picked up neatly where Father left off.  Everybody laughed. They all knew how closed off Bruce Wayne was. Father glared at the room at large, but most of the people in attendance have grown an immunity to the Batglare, so the laughter didn't die for quite some time.  “Happy birthday, Damian. May you live a long and happy life,” Father said after all the laughter had died. He had that half-smile on his face. Damian felt his heart soared.  “Happy birthday, Damian!” the room chorused as one. Damian ducked his head, ashamed by all the attention.  “Thank you, ” Damian said softly.  *** After the party, Damian went to his room. The party itself was a pleasant enough affair. After Father had delivered his speech, the party continued on, with a few people coming over to Damian to congratulate him personally.  Then the party slowly dispersed. One by one, the guests went home after congratulating Damian again. After that, Pennyworth declared that there was to be no patrol tonight and asked everyone to rest. Father did not argue.  So, Damian went into his room with his heart full of contentment. There was only one thing that still weighed in his heart. His mother had not came.  Damian had not expected her to come. He knew that her relationship with his father was not ideal. He knew that most of the guests in attendance considered Talia to be a hostile presence, if not an outright enemy. But she was still his mother, and on this particular day, Damian missed his mother.  He sat down on the bed, and then promptly stood up again. There was a package on his bed. Damian picked it up warily.  It was a sword. An engraved sword, fit for the heir of the Demon's head. On the sword, there was a note. It said, ‘Happy birthday, my little Alexander’ in Mother's elegant handwriting. It was not signed, of course, but Damian knew his mother's writing.  Damian smiled. “Thank you, Mother," he said to the room. He knew that his thanks would reach his mother.

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