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strange-birb · 7 months
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I honestly feel like dick would be very supportive in the secret band AU. He’s probably done something similar in the past, yk?
Anyways, J’aime cela!!!!
Personally I think of dick as the one who got Jason into guitar by bringing him a bunch of metal records to piss Bruce off lol
I feel like dick introduced Jason to pantera and Jason became determined to play like dimebag….
Hence dick buying Jason’s red guitar
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I live for asshole older brother dick and Jason working his charm lol 😂
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cosmicwar · 1 year
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he’s just a lil guy with big baggy pants
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cyborrrg · 1 year
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the reason why he was late on saving the world
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(commissions open)
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ky-landfill · 10 months
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kawaiikenna · 2 years
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I saw this in another fic where Danny is getting chased by one of the older football players and to get to a ‘safe zone’ he climbs up Kwan and sits on his shoulders. But could you imagine him doing this to the taller Bats? I think his favorite people to perch on are either Dick or Jason. He will perch on Bruce but not as often. Just;
Danny running full speed towards the nearest tol brother and scrabbling up to perch on their shoulders.
A very peeved Damian following closely behind with katana in hand. Absolutely soaking wet.
This can go one of two ways depending on which big brother Danny is perched on.
Dick: Hey, hey! What happened?
Damian: Daniel thought it would be funny to dump a bucket of water on me while I was tending to Bat Cow.
Danny: And it was hilarious. You look like a drowned rat.
Dick trying to de-escalate the situation: Danny that wasn’t very nice.
Danny: Yeah, sure, but I don’t think that deserves to be cut up by the angry gremlin down there.
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Danny perching on Jason.
Jason, very snidely: You know you’re supposed to take your clothes off before you get in the shower?
Damian: Shut up Todd. I only wish to exact revenge on Daniel. Now get down here!
Danny: Yeah no can do there short stack. I don’t really fancy getting carved up like a turkey.
Jason: Why not? You’re one already.
Danny, with faux offense: I am not.
Jason: Uh huh. Sure, and that’s why you’re definitely not hiding up on my shoulders. Just so the Demon Brat won’t get you back.
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detectiveforfree · 1 year
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redrawing some of my favs to battle my sadness caused by yj:t seems to be counterproductive, but fuck it i just want more emotions for wally's funeral TToTT
dick's apperance literally broke my heart, cause it only just fucking hit him full force. his best friend is gone. and all those pent up emotions come flooding out
artemis' made me so sad, because she looks so lost and afraid, and I bet she spent most of her time from Antartica up to funeral in a daze
barry literally can't look at the grave, he seeks comfort in iris and im QnQ
bart doesnt cry, because he is no stranger to loosing people he cares about, but he is sad and so tired of it
perdita's words about kid flash/wally being something of a security blanket grabbed me by a throat and won't let go, because with him gone how scared and vulnerable and sad must she feel???
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padawansuggest · 6 months
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Obi-Wan: *trying to be a ho* 🥺 Cody, I don’t like scary things~
Cody: 🥺 I can-
Bail: *just tryina get past them in the canteen where he’s been doing paperwork the past three hours for fresh caff access* …BITCH IVE SEEN YOU POSSESSED AND TRYING TO MURDER ME AND YOU SAID THAT WAS A FUCKED UP AVERAGE WEDNESDAY WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER SCARY?????
Obi-Wan: *still trying to be a ho* Condoms.
Cody and Bail: 😳
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callmewabi · 2 years
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Its the frickin bats, i love them!!
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piedpiperart · 1 year
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Phantom in Gotham
DP x DC Fic
AO3
Danny escaped his parents and ended up on the streets of Gotham, going out as Phantom invisibly and helping out the local vigilantes. The bats are wary at first but start to like their little ghost friend, especially when he heals Jason from the Pit Rage.
Meanwhile Danny gets into Gotham Academy and befriends Tim and Steph, who are worried for this poor kids health and try to get him to the manor. It doesn’t work until Jason stumbles across him as Red Hood and kidnaps brings him home.
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sacersanguis · 2 years
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Pre‐Ethiopia Jason looking at Clark and Bruce on their usual bs: ...
Jason: Meh. Ms. Jane Austen did it better with Lizzie and Darcy. This looks like a cheaply produced melodramatic shitshow with two divorced actors playing as a couple. Hard pass. Solid 2/10.
Bruce: ...
Clark: wow---
Dick: *cackling and losing it in the background*
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puppetmaster13u · 6 months
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Who wants a WIP with some Batdad
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   “B, catch me!”     Bruce had barely landed in the cave before there was a small child barrelling towards him from the computers, trailing a blanket tied into a mimicry of a cape. Thankfully, Dick was incredibly light and his reflexes were good enough to catch the child who decided to take a leap into his arms.     “B, guess what!” the child in his arms giggled, mischief dancing in blue eyes as he patted at the fake wound across his chest.     He let out a questioning noise, pausing for a moment before he managed to force himself to properly speak. “What, chum?”      “Alfred says I’m good enough to start trainin’ with the proper sticks!” his kid beamed, giving a gap-toothed grin. Right, he’d been learning with foam for the last few months, with the hopes of finding a proper weapon fit for him eventually.     Bruce smiled at Dick, a bright feeling of lightness on his shoulders. “That’s amazing chum, I think that deserves some icecream and a movie night, what do you think?”     There was a cheer, itty bitty hands raising in excitement as he laughed quietly. “Why don’t you head up and pick out a movie while I change into something more casual?” he booped their itty bitty nose, eliciting a giggle as they wiggled up on his arm and flipped off to scamper up the stairs.     He smiled after the somersaulting child who disappeared into the shadows, reaching up to unhook the curved claws from where they rested below his neck. He sighed, taking a moment to breathe and finish shifting mentally from the Bat to just Bruce, even if it was getting harder to differentiate the two.     His hands found their way to the cowl next, slipping it off and over the ears, which he turned off after a moment. The spike-guards that helped hold them in place came off piece by piece with silent efficiency, then the ears themselves alongside the mouthguard that made his teeth appear tusk-like. An idea that Dick had put forth after another round of nature documentaries.     Amusement twitched on his lips as he carefully removed the layers around the undersuit meticulously crafted to allow for his full range of motion without taking away armor. Along with mimicking a mixture of chitin-esque scales and velvet-like fur, which was slightly new since Dick insisted that since bats had fur the Bat should too. Which honestly, a fair point.     Finally he was clear to unclip each piece of the wing harness, bracing the limbs on the area they had built specifically for such an action to slip out, leaving him in the undershirt. Honestly it was better to do it with another person, but taking the wings off alone every once in a while was fine as well, as long as he tested them before taking them out the next night.     Stretching, he unhooked the last bit of the wing membrane from his legs then the layer of armor on the boots that mimicked claws, even if not functional. Huh, there was an idea- for later though. He had promised Dick that they could have a movie night after all. 
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black-lone-knight · 11 months
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Bruce went on a solo mission and made it Lois and Clark's responsibility to take care of a 10 year old Dick Grayson; But they got distracted and lost him in a park.
Clark: Where's Dick? Lois: I thought you had him? Clark, panicked: I thought you had him. Lois: We lost the kid... Lois: ... Lois: I'm going to be a terrible mother.
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5 Hours passed but they couldn't find him.
Clark, looks at his phone: Shit! Bruce is calling. Clark, answers and Bruce's face shows up on screen: Heyyyy, B! I was about to call you. We and Dick are having a wonderful time. Bruce, puts Dick on his lap: Think again. Lois: Oh, thank god. How did you find him? Bruce: I got a call from Metropolis PD about 2 hours ago... Lois, snapped: YOU'VE HAD FOUND HIM FOR 2 HOURS NOW AND DIDN'T TRY TO TELL US? Bruce: Yeah, but- Lois: DON'T BUT ME, MISTER! YOU SHOULD KNOW THE CONSEQUENCES OF YOUR ACTIONS. NOW GO TO YOUR ROOM AND THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU'VE DONE. Lois, hangs up on Bruce: Clark: You just made this his own fault. Lois: Clark: Clark, hugs Lois: You are going to be a great mother.
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supermanshield · 1 year
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He has 2 arms for carrying a son and a husband
World's Finest #135
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zeroducks-2 · 8 months
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"Robin." Slade murmured lowly.
Dick shook his head and didn't answer. He wasn't Robin anymore. Robin died many weeks ago, killed by Slade himself when the man forced him to pull a trigger for the very first time.
Slade sighed and Dick knew that he was annoying his master, inconvincing him. That he should answer him properly, stand up and force his hands to stop shaking but he couldn't bring himself to actually do it. He kept sitting on the ground, caked in a blood that wasn't his own and stared at the body of a man that just tried to kill him.
A man that would succed in killing him was it not for Slade.
"Dick," Slade tried again, voice so soft and gentle that Dick would cry if he wasn't feeling so numb.
The hand that touched his cheek was warm, not like the glove Slade always wore as Deathstroke and Dick blinked up at him, reaching a shaking hand to cover Slade's own.
His master stroked a thumb down his cheek. He didn't even seem to notice the blood Dick left on his skin.
"You did good." Slade praised, pressing a kiss to his forehead. "I'm here now. You're safe."
The buzz in Dick's ears makes him wonder if he really heard that. There's still the warmth of touch on his cheek and he's tempted to squeeze his eyes shut in anticipation of the slap which should come - it should, he messed up, he deserves it - but the brush of lips through the man's mask on his forehead suggest that Dick's master is not angry at him.
«I should be punished.» He observes simply. He hates it, he hates being confined or beaten, and lately he's grown to hate it so much, especially being locked in a tiny dark room, that he started obeying. Lately the punishments have become too much for him to bear, and Dick unable to take them, but he knows he deserves one now. What he doesn't deserve is to be touched so gently and told that he's alright.
«Sweetheart.» There's another hand coming up to cup Dick's other cheek, naturally bringing him to look up. Slade pulled up his mask. He doesn't look angry even if he's slightly frowning. «Why should I punish you for trying to save my life.»
Dick blinks slowly and realizes he's been gripping the man's wrist hard, so he relaxes it with a deep breath. he also realizes that yes. He was trying to... do that. Slade had been hit with a stun charge, strong enough to flatline a meta, and Dick...
«What you should have done is shoot that man in the head, not use yourself as a shield.» Slade continues, wiping more blood from Dick's face with his thumbs. «That is something I'm going to have to drill into your little head. I don't want to see this kind of stunt, ever again.» He leans down, touches their foreheads together. Dick's breath hitches and just like that he's clutching the man's wrists again, with both hands this time. «But for now you're alright. We'll talk about this another time.»
He's picked up like he weighed nothing, and just like that he's pressed against the solid wall of Slade's chest.
Dick keeps holding onto him tight, breathing slowly to keep himself from crying. He was about to die, he was. That man would have killed him wasn't it for that few seconds of hesitation... maybe because he suddenly found himself about to kill a teenager instead of the seven foot tall monster who just massacred the rest of his team. And that apparently gave Slade enough time to gather himself, his knife, and plunge it into that guy's throat. And that's all Dick's fault, but Slade is alright, and somehow that's all that matters to him now.
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cephalog0d · 4 months
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Batkid Drabble - "Trapped"
((For @dangerousdan-dan because I couldn't get this image out of my head and it makes me laugh.))
“Stop taking pictures and help,” Tim hissed as loudly as he dared. Steph absolutely did not do either, instead shifting to get a better angle of both Tim’s panicked expression and Damian’s cheek smushed against his shoulder.
“Cat rules, Timothan, you’re stuck.”
“I’m gonna be stuck with a knife when he wakes up!”
Steph sent the picture to the group chat, then immediately had to silence her phone as people responded. Tim winced and made an unsuccessful swipe for it, then went utterly still as either the sound or his movement abruptly roused Damian from his sleep.
For a long, tense moment nobody moved. Steph leaned back precariously over the coffee table, out of reach, while Tim sat frozen, one arm outstretched. Neither of them dared to even breathe.
Damian blinked slowly, muttered something unintelligible, then shifted to close the distance between him and Tim again before dropping his head heavily onto Tim’s shoulder and going back asleep almost instantly.
“Oh my god,” Steph breathed, hastily reopening the group chat. Tim looked, if anything, even more distressed.
“Stephanie. Help.”
“Shh, the baby’s sleeping.”
Tim’s face said she would pay for this later, but the photos would be worth it. Probably.
((Also on AO3))
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hood-ex · 1 year
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Bruce, Dick, and Tim's version of a "go team" cheer.
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Batman: Shadow of the Bat #29
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