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th3s1lly ¡ 3 days ago
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On today's episode of Dick Grayson being a little shit /lh
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ravenlilyrose ¡ 3 months ago
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Yet another JL learns about Batfam post
Featuring: everybody loves Nightwing
So, Nightwing isn’t technically a member of the JL, but everyone knows him and adores him. Even Batman seems to tolerate him fine.
They’re on a mission. Let’s say alien invasion. Or killer robots. Something large scale and dramatic.
Everyone’s fighting in the same general vicinity. Nightwing and Batman just happen (read: either very carefully planned, unconscious habit, or a combination of the two) to be fairly close together.
Suddenly, an explosion happens. Everyone is knocked down. Including the aliens/robots. Conveniently, they stop being an issue now, so we can focus on The Reveal.
Anyway, everyone knocked down. They start to get up and look around, checking to see that everyone is fine. And it looks like everyone is well and accounted for, except…
Nightwing!
Where’s Nightwing? They all start to panic (except Batman). Is Nightwing okay? Where did he go? Is he hurt?
And then Nightwing ducks out from under Batman’s cape, with a grin on his face, sunny and cheerful as ever.
“Well it looks like that instinct is fully intact. Explosion? Duck under the cape.��
He laughs at himself and Batman’s face twitches in what his family would read as a smile and most of the JL thinks they’re hallucinating.
“Do you two know each other?” They want to ask. And it’s been long enough that it would probably be awkward to ask. But they’re confused/curious enough that they might ask anyway.
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livsoulsecrets ¡ 1 month ago
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Dick: Go big or go home!
Bruce: Please, for once in your life just go home. I'm begging you. Go. Home.
Dick: I'm going big!
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farshootergotme ¡ 3 months ago
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Dick 'my mental stability is hanging by the rope that snapped and killed my parents' Grayson met Bruce 'emotions aren't real if you don't acknowledge them' Wayne when he was 8 years old and he never recovered.
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thatcutenerdygirl ¡ 1 month ago
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I swear Dick making fun of Bruce is actually the monologue going on in his head.
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lexxieannie ¡ 6 months ago
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i like the idea of bruce taking in dick, planning it all out before officially making him his ward, getting all these silly parenting books and being like heck yeah i am so prepared for anything and then he meets this kid and he knows like three words of english and one of them is ‘Richard’
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inkrats ¡ 7 days ago
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Superbat with Superman thinking Bruce and Dick are an item while actively pining after Bruce (he (over) heard Bruce call Dick his “partner and other half” and fell to his knees in agony at the Planet) my beloved
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asongofstarkandtargaryen ¡ 9 months ago
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Bruce being there for Dick like once Alfred was there for him. I love thia bittersweet parallel:
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( from the upcoming nightwing issue)
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mylifeingotham ¡ 9 months ago
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wingmotif ¡ 3 months ago
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Robin & Batman #3 / Nightwing #30 / Absolute Power #2
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kstarlitchaotics ¡ 4 months ago
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DC has announced a new 12-issue comic series ‘BATMAN & ROBIN: YEAR ONE’ that will debut in October from writer Mark Waid and artist Chris Samnee.
The series follows the early months of Bruce Wayne adopting Dick Grayson whilst a new crime boss called the General comes to Gotham to claim the city.
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th3s1lly ¡ 20 days ago
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I love that this is like an "Eww mom and dad are kissing" moment it's so silly I can't
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phantom-0-writer ¡ 5 months ago
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excerpt from my fic (bio wayne danny)
“Sorry, am I interrupting?” Dick asked teasingly, slipping in next to Bruce. 
“I was just telling Danny how having a space station as a base of operation is a tactical call.” Bruce said, pointedly. 
“As if. It wasn’t a good idea when the JL was just the main seven, but after their expansion project, it’s a liability if not a straight out disadvantage.” Danny scoffed, rolling his eyes.
“How is it a liability?” Dick asked intrigued. 
“Whenever there’s a huge invasion or something, where do you think the evil aliens are going to attack first? The huge space satellite with at least a handful of heroes on it at all times, with state-of-the-art weapons and tech, full of information about literally everything worth having information on probably has no external defenses because no one would think to sneak into a space station, seems like a pretty good start.” Danny explained, Dick watched Bruce appraise his information. “I bet I could get in if I figured out how to get to space.” 
Bruce raised an amused brow at him, “You think you could break into the Watchtower?” 
“Easy.” Danny proclaimed, sporting a wicked grin. 
Before Dick could say anything, someone came up to their table. “Danny!” The boy, Dick recognized as Tucker, said with an exaggerated fake surprise, “What a surprise seeing you here. At the Nasty Burger. Around 6 o’clock. Today.” 
“Tucker? Why- What are you doing here?” Danny asked surprised. 
“I was just passing by,” Tucker said, shrugging dramatically. Danny gave him an accusing and disbelieving look. “My, my who are these people here with you, Danny?” Tucker asked, sliding into the seat next to Danny. 
“Tucker, you know who they are,” Danny said exasperated. 
But it seemed like they had more guests. “Danny! Wow, I wasn’t expecting you here. Small world, huh?” Sam (?) walked over preppi-ly which didn’t match her grunge aesthetic. Her hands hooked with Val’s as they walked together. 
“Small world,” Val repeated with a fake smile. The two of them sat down next to Danny and Tucker. 
Danny put his head in his hands, “I should’ve known.”
“You should’ve.” Sam nodded. 
“But you didn’t.” Val chastised jokingly. 
Next another boy comes dashing into the restaurant wearing a basketball jersey. 
“You’re late,” Val says, admonishingly. Tucker and Sam shake their heads, and Danny sighs in exasperation. 
“I literally ran here.” Wes said in between huffs of air, slumping in next to Val. 
The group of teens who had been teasing each other, in a very strange synchronous action, turn their heads to look at Bruce and Dick. Dick was really regretting watching Anabell last night. 
“I think we’ll need more food,” Bruce comments lightly. 
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“So, dick.” Sam started, munching on a fry. “Tell us about yourself.” 
“Like what?” Dick asked
Valerie (“Do not call me Val.”) answered, “What do you do?”
“I’m a cop in Bludhaven.” Dick was met with four pairs of dubious eyes. Danny sent him a small-lipped look of disappointment, he wasn’t sure whether it was for him or at him. Maybe Dick should look into getting a new day job.
“Write that down.” Sam gestured to Tucker.
“Already on it,” Tucker reported, scribbling something with a stylus. 
“You guys are taking this very seriously,” Bruce commented, smiling. 
“It is serious.” Tucker responded. 
“What if you guys are in some child trafficking ring?” Wes commented, 
“Why would they be-” Danny started, before Wes turned to him and very seriously said, 
“That’s exactly the question, Danny. Why would they?” Wes thoughtfully turned to look at Bruce warily. 
“Y’know let’s just dive into the important questions shall we?” Sam asked her preppy attitude from before gone, replaced by a hard glare at the two of them. It reminded Dick of Titus. “What’s your opinion on the basements?”
“Basements?” Bruce repeated, confused. 
“Well, you wouldn’t be the first eccentric billionaire to insist Danny be their son. And we’ve noticed a few patterns.” Tucker informed them as if they were talking about something completely normal and mundane. Though, Dick couldn’t really argue. Bruce was also an eccentric billionaire with a secret basement. 
“Well, we have a basement,” Dick said hesitantly. “Does that dock us points?” He asked Tucker, half-joking, half-concerned. 
“Tentative.” 
“So what do you do in your basement?” Wes asked, sipping on a milkshake. 
“Normal basement things.” Dick lied. 
“Such as…” Valarie implored, eyes suspicious. 
Dick hesitated thinking about what to say. Bruce hadn’t said anything either. But Danny took the time to tell his friends, “Guys I really don’t think that should be a problem. I mean, would someone like Vlad really go for the ‘let’s have dinner so my family can meet your family and we can get to know each other’ approach when the ‘let me drug and kidnap you and stick you in a cloning pod’ approach was right there.” 
His friends seemed to consider this before they all nodded and agreed. 
“Vlad Masters drugged and kidnaped you to put you in a cloning pod?” Bruce asked, concerned. 
“No,” Danny said, offhandedly, not bothering to elaborate. Someone should really look into that guy. 
“O-M-G, is that Paulina?” Wes said pointedly, a menacing grin on his face as he looked at Danny, who in turn looked alarmed.
“Aw, Danny you should go say ‘Hi’.” Tucker cooed, teasingly, Danny groaned, his ears flushing in embarrassment.
“Guys, stop.” Sam said finally, “We wouldn’t want another spoon incident.” A grin cracked on her face. Danny buried his face in his hands. 
Dick looked over to see who they were talking about. There were two girls, one was a blond girl with her arms hooked around Kwan from The Mall, and the other was a darker skinned girl wearing a pink crop top. Dick wasn’t sure who Paulina was, but it didn’t really matter, as he took his chance to tease his brother. “You have a crush on Paulina?” He asked teasingly. Bruce is smiling next to him. 
“No.” Danny denied it fervently. “I mean- I did. Like forever ago. But not anymore.”
“He’s since moved on to more attainable targets.” Tucker nodded. Received a smack from Sam and a spoon to the face from Valerie. “Ow. What? It’s true.” 
“Y’know what they say. Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.” Wes added with a snicker. 
“Wes,” Danny groaned at the same time as Sam and Valarie hissed his name. 
“I sense a story.” Bruce commented, sipping his drink. 
“It all started when we were fresh little freshmen. Danny had his little crush on Paulina. I was just trying to get by, y’know. Not all of us have Wayne genes.” Tucker started pointedly. 
“What- we didn’t know about that till this week.” Danny pointed out. 
“Doesn’t mean it wasn’t there, dude.” Wes spoke up. Sam and Valerie stayed suspiciously quiet. Dick’s smirk only grew. 
“As I was saying, we’re just doing normal freshman things, when Sammy here,” Tucker points to Sam with his head, “starts crushing. Big time.”
“It was not that bad.” Sam points out. 
“It was, in fact, that bad.” Tucker said, looking at Bruce and Dick, “But at the same time Danny and Val have a little enemies-to-lovers thing and then they both start crushing on each other. And they dated for a while, but then they broke up cause Val had a lot on her plate at the time. Danny was all mopey and heartbroken. And then Sam swoops in like his little knight in glowing armor, then they start dating. And all the while I’m here single and alone.” Tucker shakes his head mournfully. 
“I was not all mopey and heartbroken.” Danny defends himself. 
“You so were dude.” Tucker says.
“Yeah.” Sam agrees. 
“But then Sam and Danny decide that they’re better off as friends because Danny kinda had a lot to deal with. And now we’re all best friends.”  Tucker concluded, cheerfully. 
“Apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, huh, Bruce.” Dick says slyly. Bruce huffs. 
“Then what about the spoon incident?” Bruce asked. 
“Oh, that was back when there were a lot of ghost attacks, and the school had my parents come in to run security. And this one time we were having lunch outside, and they just showed up out of nowhere. And I got kinda spooked and…” Danny’s voice trailed off into a mumble, and Dick couldn’t catch the last bit.
“Sorry, what was that?” 
“He said he swallowed a spoon.” Wes spoke up. 
“What?” Bruce asked, alarmed. “Are you okay?” 
“Oh yeah, I got it out.” Danny waved dismissively. 
“How?” Dick asked, confused.
“Uh, I just did.” He waved again. Before Dick could ask any more questions, someone else decided to show up.
“Oh good, I thought I missed you guys.” Another red-haired boy showed up. “Hi, I’m Adam, Wes’s brother.” Dick recognized the accent the boy had. He stuck out a hand for Dick to shake.
continue reading (ao3)
regular boy: daniel wayne - chap 9
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livsoulsecrets ¡ 2 months ago
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Batman: Urban Legends #22
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Dick is like “oh I never got to this part before, what do I do”
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farshootergotme ¡ 27 days ago
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"Bruce and Dick weren't always like father and son in the comics." "The idea of Bruce and Dick being like father and son came much later." "They were supposed to be like brothers, originally."
An issue from the 40's:
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Batman #20, published by DC Comics in December 1943 and January 1944.
Narrator: [...] Since that day, the mutual affection between this man and the boy has been as strong as that between father and son! [...]
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I'm not saying their relationship was like father and son from the very beginning since they met. They would've needed time to develop that kind of bond in-universe. And I'm not denying their relationship being similar to that of brothers as well, since they've been described like that, too. From Dick's perspective, specially, I can see why some might think calling them brothers would be more fitting.
That said, it's still incorrect to claim the writers didn't intend them to be like father and son in the first years since their first comic appearance together. It's very clear they wanted to portray that kind of relationship with them. Although, it might be more explicit from Bruce's POV, since it appears that to Dick Bruce was more of a close friend, and it took longer for him to see Bruce as a father.
Anyway, I respect any opinions on the matter. I just made this post to keep in mind what's canon in the comics.
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sodamnbored ¡ 6 months ago
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Damian: And you would be Richard, I presume?
Dick, preening: I suppose Bruce and Alfred must talk about me all the time. What gave me away? The hair? My gymnast’s build? My rugged good looks? :D
Damian: Not really. I just know a Dick when I see one.
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