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ghost-bxrd · 1 day
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Are you still accepting fanart as bribery? Because I made this based on the sneak peak you gave us.
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The way my jaw dropped—-
Holy crap, this is one of the most convincing arguments yet. Omg I love it so much. It’s giving me feelings. Like— this is exactly what I had in mind when I wrote it.
The top right picture (“Talon used to miss the sky”) with the caves and the owls/talons??? Omg, genius deduction there. That’s exactly what that line was about and you captured it so perfectly with that atmospheric and eerie vibe.
And then Dick cuddling Jason followed by the pic of the two owls just—- seriously. I love this so much. This is going in my folder to look at for inspiration.
Magnificent!! Thank you so much for sharing this with us 💚💚💚💚💚😭😭😭😭😭💚💚💚💚💚💚🦉🦉🦉🦉
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christelightlavo · 7 hours
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Joker! Tim has Super-sanity in this AU, thus he knows he is a parallel version of a comic book character, Tim Drake. He pretty much figured out the relationships of the canon Tim Drake.
This results into Tim calling talon! Dick, pastor! Jason and supertalon! Damian his brothers.
Tim also has tried to kidnap both Steph and Bernard into becoming his version of Harley Quinn but failed because of Dick and Damian.
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DPxDC. Talon Dick. Part 2 of Danny Fenton is a new master of The Court of Owls
~Hail, Emperor, those who are about to die salute you~
Danny was terrified when he got the body of Talon in his morgue. The Court of Owls was notorious for leaving no trace after work. But Talon, a young man only a few years older than him, did not look like a mindless killing machine at all. Of course, the first time he had a couple of stab wounds from his new acquaintance but after numerous assurances that his help would remain their little secret and that he would not inform his superiors that he had fucked up on the mission, Talon began to trust him a little. as one dead boy to another. In a few months, most of the Talons come to him for first aid, and of course he got attached to the guys. After all, Gotham is not Amity Park and without the other dead ones around Phantom felt a little lonely. It was nice to give these poor people a few quiet minutes. Danny’s assistant has warned him many times not to mess with the Court of Owls, but Danny are Phantom and from the first time he met one of them he was planning to lose his temper and beat the boys' bosses to free them.
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Fenton was not prepared to lead the Court of Owls. Even if Danny got his education as a villain he never thought he’d work according to his profession. But leave a whole den? nest? of creatures turned into weapons he could not. Of course, the best choice after defeating the leaders of the Court would be to destroy the entire organization. But Danny couldn’t do that.
Talons were killers, means of intimidation, even if not of their own volition. They will be killed (again) or sent to prison for the rest of their lives. Talons needed safety and a good therapist, not all of this. Danny’s scared, and he doesn’t know how to take care of them, but the others won’t do it. People are afraid of everything different. They won’t care that these dead are just victims, they’ll only see monsters. He could be half-human, but now he has to think like a full ghost. Talons are dead like him. And they have been dehumanized, tortured, used. People can be cruel. To do the right thing, he has to protect them.
It was difficult for Danny to identify likes and dislikes of his new friends because they always had the same facial expression and were taught that they had no feelings. Bullshit. Danny’s parents also think ghosts have no emotions, but they just have wrong theories and do not manipulate them to make ghosts think the same. Well, maybe it’s because they don’t think ghosts can think at all, but still! So, Danny know that number three loves strawberry jam, and number five always steals some of his cereal, and number 11 always gets closer to the music column to enjoy the sound. And he also know that the Talons weren’t fully fed in their organization because they definitely have problems with their digestive system, and he is going to fix it. Vlad said that he had trouble taking human food for only a few months after the portal accident, and some of the Talons were dead for years and still use injecting nutrient solutions. When a Dead Man can’t have a couple of spoons of treats, well, that’s a crime.
He needs to find a way to consult with Frostbite and conduct a full-fledged health diagnostics for his 'minions'. And he needs to settle the paperwork so guys have a legitimate reason to live in the Infinite Realms.
~~~~~ Danny: Hey Jazz, I’m in trouble. When can you come to Gotham? This time I don’t mind hearing a little advice.
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Even though Dr Fenton smelled like death and blood all the time, the smell was different. And this difference was enough that something dead inside them swore allegiance to this Owl at their will. Not that they had it, of course. Weapons don’t have free will. But at least pretending to be able to choose is nice.
The new Master was weird, but in a good way. Not that this Talon know more about what is good than any other Talon. Ah, Di- Talon had a headache. Anyway, serving him is right. They all feel it..And feelings matter!! Well, they are not supposed to have them too but… looks like the young owl didn’t mind.
Master was not angry at how Talon № 4 frowned when the master had to pull a bullet out of his shoulder, and he missed Talon's sweet laughter when it saw the battle of Signal and Spice King on TV. The only times he raised his voice to them were when they were trying to threaten people near the master. Looks like this owl wanted to instill fear on his own. Strange. Usually there was always an enemy of the court who had to be hunted down and destroyed.
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Danny: See, when you kill people, you do not make it easy for me. First, I will need to examine the bodies and write the report of their death. Second, if their souls remain restless, they will become my problem again. No more trying to get the cashier to have a heart attack. He said they ran out of the product I needed, not that he’s cursing my family for the next millennium. No one wants to see any more angry ghosts in Gotham. Me after a 24-hour shift is enough, okay?
Talons were alarmed. So far the master had shown no signs that he might want to completely break one of the weapons. But what if this owl is planning on punishing them for all their mistakes at once when he’s really angry?
Talon is not supposed to show initiative or empathy. But Talon 12, who suffered an injury in the course of a mission with old owls, has not yet recovered. They inadvertently hid it when the leadership changed. 12 has not yet met Doctor Fenton, and they do not know whether the privileges of medical care are retained now when they belong to him. So far, the Master has been rather careless about their movements and a few of them have slipped away for a while to check on a fellow. They didn’t lie if they weren’t asked about another weapon, right? They shouldn’t be punished too severely when the Owl finds out. Talons were hoping that Doctor Fenton, who was not in a hurry to look at the document of the court, would allow them not to write off the damaged thing. № 12 was an old and experienced weapon and could train beginners even if it has only one hand now.
Well, that was the plan. Talons allowed themselves to become too careless. Terrible mistake. Even the Owl that is usually nice to them remains dangerous. They need to find a way to satisfy their young master. Young Owls always have anger issues, not that Talons can judge.
The youngest Talon shared information that he sometimes had flashbacks of a working red bird who always had a murderous expression until he got to the coffee pot fluid. And it's non-Talon past was never afraid of this bird. The chick could always be calmed with this dark liquid. Coffee is something that will return the master to the favorable mood!
Talons rejoiced at this remarkable discovery and decided to send one of them on a mission as soon as possible to get rid of the potential danger.
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Danny: Thanks for the coffee, man. Hey, you also took another drink, judging by the dollars in the check. I'm so proud of you! How it was? Good?
Talon thought for a second and nodded. Yes, it was good. He didn’t drink the drink himself but when a coffee shop employee wrote down his order with a trembling hand, a boy appeared in the door.
This boy, now almost a young man, he was from his memories. Another coffee was automatically added to the order.
On his way out, Talon walked up to the sleeping chick and gave a cup to him. Even without opening his eyes, the bat’s cub sniffed and sucked the drink. Dick chirped with delight and patted boy's head, ignoring the frozen people.
That's a true magic drink which is commanding the minds of the powerful of this world. Yes, it will help them for sure!
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Danny: See, Jazz, Dick’s making progress! He went to the coffee shop today. That’s great, isn’t it?
Jazz: First, don’t call him that, we’re still not sure that’s his name and not the way Owls used to insult him.
Danny: Hey, the fact that he hissed when you called him Richard proves nothing. I don’t like being called Daniel either, or, over my dead body, Dan. I have to call him something. They’re all Talons. What are your suggestions? Jazz: We’ll talk about this later. Now back to the coffee question. Danny, did you forget anything when you let Talon go for a walk? Danny: Which one? Jazz: Don’t play dumb! Did you open the news headlines today or not? This is serious! Danny: What? Shit...civilian clothes. I didn’t think he’d wear a combat suit for it. Jazz: Didn’t you give them outfits for everyday use? Danny: Yeah, I did! But they still wear their Halloween outfits. All the time. Look, it’s not my fault they take everything I say as an order. When I asked them to make the tea and our teapot broke, they broke into some guy’s house and stole it. Jazz: Which guy? Did you at least apologize? Danny: One of Hood’s goons. I’m pretty sure he’s already met Dick on patrol, 'cause the first thing he did called Jason and start crying about being followed. Lucky for him Red was at my house that night and went to calm goon down. But I swear to you, Dick was a little shit on purpose. Of all the apartments choose his? Nah, such coincidences do not exist.
Jazz: I could be happy that he’s getting more independent in his decision making but now I feel like I have to offer the poor guy a discount therapy course.
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Damian: Drake, we need to talk. I know about your investigation. You suspect one of the Talons is our missing Grayson. I’m willing to provide some evidence in exchange for… Tim: I don’t suspect, I know that. Damian: What? Where from? Tim: Well, the quadruple somersault was a good hint. And the fact that the Red Hood ran from him through the streets screaming that he wouldn’t take lunch from a damn golden child is also a tip. Damian:...Not a word to my father until we know more, right? I don’t want my older brother thrown in Arkham. Tim: Agree. It’s not like he doesn’t have a memory problem. He wouldn’t have made Alfred worried if leaving was his choice. We need more information.
Meanwhile in Gotham, Alfred aka the only one batfam member with more than one functioning brain cell *on his way to his first grandson and future husband of his sweet angel Jason*.
Danny: Jazz, we need to clean this house right now. Jazz: Since when do you start spring cleaning? Danny: I don’t know how to explain, it’s not a ghost sense, it’s more an unexplained sense of danger. Where’s the vacuum cleaner?
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Talon №5 stood in the knitting shop in thought. What color would the little mistress prefer? It should remain useful even if the Owl does not give them direct orders. Knitting a cute sweater for mistress Dani would be a good start. Yeah, that color’s gonna be perfect. And maybe it should stop holding those needles like a weapon, it makes the cashier nervous, and he wants to pay without saving a civilian from losing consciousness.
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Danny became a little alarmed when Talon threw himself at the old man standing on the porch. To his surprise, the Briton readily embraced the bird, and Dick let him. Talons who stood behind Danny happily chirped. Making their youngest member happy things always meant something good.
Alfred: Gentlemen, good afternoon. I guess I should thank you all for taking care of my dear grandson. Would you let me come in for a cup of tea?
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lingziziovo · 3 months
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🦉⚔️🗡
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huedmmi · 4 months
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duckytree · 1 year
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I've been binging on fix-it fic for Jason and now I'm curious; how would your Dear Jason universe be different if he'd never died? Or if the Bats found him before Talia did?
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if jay never died they would’ve been happy for like an extra month and then the talon grayson era
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the-booty-crusader · 6 months
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The Phoenix and his Talon
Aka; a Dramatic Bitch (affectionate) and his Murder Child
Art I made for my fic, “I Don’t Belong Here (I Wish I Was Special)” :)
Oh hey if anyone has a name for the duck, I am all ears
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mlim8 · 7 months
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Hand-to-Hand Combat - Part 3
I added a couple pages more after talking to @nerd-by-definition about the cuteness lol
[PART 1] [PART 2] [PART 3]​​
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Talon!Dickie might have better sneaking-up-skills but he's still no match for Damian himself lmao
Just wanted some cuteness ;w; Please enjoy. Also I wanted to put in the BANNED plaque that Alfred has up in WFA but I didn't have room LMAOOOO - Only Jason's allowed in the kitchen, unsupervised 🤣
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bugss-reid · 2 months
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Bro imagine if like Dick Grayson and Damian Wayne bond over having evil grandfathers together. Maybe that’s why their so close, but like imagine one of them is like “Did your grandfather ever try to make you his successor to his evil cult of assassins” AND THE OTHER ONE GOES “you will never believe this but-“
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ghost-bxrd · 8 hours
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“You don’t know?”
“Soon,” Dick promises, clutching Jason to his chest in a tight embrace.
Like this, with his owlet safe in his arms—- Dick doesn’t want to go. Doesn’t want to leave.
But Jason is safe with Bruce. Safe as Robin, soaring the skylines.
And Dick has friends who are like-but-unlike him who asked Nightwing for help, and—
“Not long,” Dick promises, because nothing will keep him away from his owlet longer than necessary, “Soon.”
— sneak peek of Owl Song pt xi
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 91
 “Elnath Peril Nightingale, I love you but what the fuck.” 
Danny was tired, he was really tired and could really use his partners’ help if they’d stop laughing at him. They were supposed to be lying low, they’d literally hopped to another world specifically to not bring attention to themselves. 
Yet here his darling clone-child was, beaming up at him while also holding the hand of… he isn’t entirely sure what they are except for some sort of undead. Some sort of undead who couldn’t sheath their claws and who had bright yellow eyes currently filled with utter befuddlement. 
 “I made friends! They were on the fire escape and this one was hurt and needs stitches. They have really weird yellow-ecto though…” 
 Ah. Yeah, that did sound kind of concerning. Maybe. Damnit he’d need to call Frostbite. 
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sansnomp4 · 10 months
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He slings back onto the helipad, stomps down the roof access stairs, swings open the door to their warm apartment, and pulls off his leather cowl. Standing next to the kitchen island is Jason, slack jawed with wide eyes darting between Dick and the TV playing the breaking news report on the Joker’s assassination. “I’ll call you back, B.” Jason says into the phone pressed against his ear before he lets the device slip out of his hands and clatter to the floor next to a familiar pair of combat boots. With a familiar pair of dark grey cargo pants tucked into them, a familiar red bat emblazoned shirt on top, a familiar brown leather jacket over it, and a very familiar red helmet tucked beneath Jason’s arm. Wait. What the fuck? - @hleamii - Take me out - Chapter 7
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Fanart from the fanfiction mentioned above. Dick Talon and Jason Red hood. I also made a color version that wasn't very pretty.
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zeroducks-2 · 9 months
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Talon Dick Grayson and President Slade Wilson in one of the final scenes of a fic I'm writing :) The Court of Owls has sentenced President Wilson to death, but Slade is still not going to hurt his little bird.
I almost can't believe I finished this drawing! I posted the WIP months and months ago, it might have been on the old blog even. I really like the final result though! I hope I can finish the fic soon too, it's different from my "usual Sladick" as it's set on Earth-3, and I'm having lots of fun with it.
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sillysealll · 2 months
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"And I won’t see you again"
Hey it’s been a while
Im a dc fan now
Talon Grayson lives in my mind rent free also
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giotanner · 1 month
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I'm drawing talon Dick Grayson with Robin Tim Drake for my fan fiction 👀👀👀
Little preview:
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jube-art · 5 months
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My second chances au, all the alt world kiddos who have been screwed over by canon. I'm fixing them.
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