#nightwing soulmate

[darkstaria]

Yandere Batfam - Soulmate Soul Animal Au.

Chapter 6:

Summary: After being ambushed previously in Gotham's streets, you awake alone and afraid, in a strange building.

Chapter 1. Chapter 2. Chapter 3. Chapter 4. Chapter 5. Chapter 7.

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A furious pounding beat at your skull, a liquid of some kind dripped down from your head. You blinked your eyes open, greeted by what could only be some kind of warehouse.

You were in a daze, barely recognising what was in front of you. What vision you had was muddled by pain and your hearing was drowned out by a piercing beat in your ears.

What...?

You could hardly think.

The world was a messy tsunami of pain and confusion. That is... Until a flash of green, white and red beamed into your eyes, a sneering smile on its face.

You gasped. Breath caught in your throat, as your chin was caught in his hand.

The Joker.

"HahahahahahaHAHAHAHA!" The laugh echoed throughout the building as your surprise turned into shakes. The hand left go as Joker's chortle turned into a full laugh, but that was hardly a relief.

This was, quite literally, the worst situation you could have ever gotten into. Out of everyone who would have an interest in Batman's soulmate, why must it be him?

You instinctively try to move, but soon realise you've been restrained, ropes tying you down to an iron chair. They don't budge.

The stomping of shoes drew your attention back to him, as the Joker approached you again.

"Well now." He began, a beaming grin stretching his face. "Lookie what we have here. You know, I was having a wonderful night, finally out on the town, able to meet all my old friends again. Then I meet you, and you know what I think?"

He rested a hand on your shoulder. You fought a shiver.

"What a... great new friend?" You try. You go for a smile of your own. You're certain it looks more like a grimace.

A mocking laugh is his response. Then, with a sudden twist, his hands grasp your collar, bringing you to his eye level. The movement forces you against the ropes that constrict your stomach, suffocating you.

"I find... a sniveling little brat, that just so happens, TO HAVE A BAT PROTECTING-"

A screech cuts him off, a flurry of wings diving directly into his face, what you could barely make out as a beak aimed at his eyes. The pain you're under causes you to take a moment to understand what's going on, as Joker swings a crowbar at the flying figure.

It was... Hood. Pecking and clawing at the Joker, doing whatever it could to draw him away. And it was working too.

That is, until Joker pressed down on his flower, causing a spray of gas to surge outward directly into Hood's line of flight. It slowed it down, a pause as Hood squawked in pain. A pause that was swiftly taken advantage of, as Joker swung a brutal arc into Hood, the crowbar sending the bird flying across the room and into a crumpled pile on the ground.

"No!" The scream tore itself out of you, a primal sort of agony you never thought you would ever feel after you had withdrawn from thoughts of your soulmates. It was like losing him all over again. Vigilante or not, Hood was a bird. Birds didn't typically survive a hit from a crowbar. If Hood died here, what would you do? One of the connections that had tormented you all your life, over just like that.

The scream drew Joker's attention back to you, a realisation that sank deeply in your throat. He approached you again, an air of casualness across his figure.

"Birds, what little pests. Good thing I always carry around pest spray." He laughs, adjusting the flower resting on his lapel. "I've always preferred bats." A thunk noise sounded out as he spoke, drawing your attention to a small cage he dropped.

It was a birdcage. Inside that birdcage was...

"Batman?!"

The bat inside was still, its gaze fixed on Joker's movements, but it did shift briefly to watch you for but a second as you spoke its name.

"Hahaha!" Joker's laugh was like nails on a chalkboard. "Turns out all you need to capture a bat is the right bait."

"How..?" You mumbled, the words unconsciously forming on your tongue due to the shock.

"Within a moment of my crowbar's acquaintance with your dear old head, Bats appeared! A bit of a nuisance at first, but a few threats at that neck of yours calmed him right down!" Joker admitted, the biggest smile you had seen yet on his face. He chuckled at the mere memory of it, as you shook in horror.

Two of your soulmates were now down. You couldn't stop shaking, horrified. All your options were dwindling and Joker looked more... murdery by the second.

Your attention was caught by a feeling of feathers brushing against your arms, the shaking making the thing touch you. You paused for a miniscule second, as you tried to think of what it was. Wait.

Was another one of your soulmates here? But rather than fight, this one was untying you? Or maybe gnawing at the ropes, whichever option was more plausible for a bird/bat.

Could you stall long enough to get out? It seemed like the only possibility left.

"Why...why do this? What enjoyment are you finding from this?" Maybe not the best line of questioning, but it was all your pounding head could come up with.

"Why?" Joker echoed, pausing for a moment. "Because I don't take kindly to cheaters. Me and Bats have something special. I dealt with my soul chain long ago, and yet! I find him cheating on me with this lousy excuse for a time waster!" He ends his shout pointing at you, a scowl on his painted face. It's possibly the worst expression you've seen on Joker yet.

"Aren't the other Robins his soulmates too? Why are you only targeting me?"

"I dealt with one of the flying rats long ago, quite a great plan if I may say so, but he just came back! I don't feel like wasting my time with this eternal game of wack-a-mole, so I've decided on a new method."

What's the method...?" You ask, reluctantly.

"You." He smiles.

He steps closer, withdrawing a gun from his pocket. "Thanks for the opportunity to capture Bats, my dear, but I've had enough of his chains getting in the way of our little game. I'll take much better care of little Batsy once you die, well, to an extent anyway! Hahaha!"

He tosses the gun up and down, carelessly as he walks towards you.

Up.

What could you do?

Down.

Hood was still crumpled in the corner, likely unconscious.

Up.

Batman was shaking the cage, unable to do anything else in its rage.

Down.

The unknown soul animal hadn't finished removing the ropes.

Across. The gun meets your temple, a few inches away from your head. You lock eyes with him. He pulls the trigger.

Pop! You flinch, coming face to face with a little Bang! flag that popped out of the gun.

You sigh, a momentary relief. You've been spared. You shift a little, feeling the ropes loosen. Your soul animal was doing its job well. You intake a few breaths, as Joker slaunters away from you, chuckling under his breath.

You close your eyes for a moment, trying to regain yourself amidst all the pain.

BANG!

"Agh-!" You jolt, shooting straight up. There's a pain in your cheek, a metallic liquid dripping down.

Turning your head ever so slightly, you spy the Bang flag lodged into the wall. It was a real gun after all.

But..

Why didn't he shoot you?

"Guns are a little too dry, don't you think?" You turn back around, immediately coming face to face with the Joker, an image that makes you flinch.

There's a crowbar in his hands.

"I don't ever repeat jokes, but, my first attempt with this weapon didn't stick too long. I don't want to lower the bar of my comedy, but maybe it'll work this time? Second time's the charm!"

"It's actually the third time.." You speak, nerves causing your words to tumble out. So that's why he didn't shoot you. He intends to make your final moments as painful as possible.

He smiles in response to your quip, lifting the bar up.

"W-wait!" You cried out, desperation pooling into whatever would give you a chance at survival. "Couldn't you do anything else?! Brainwash me, use me as a hostage, isn't it just a waste if you kill me?!" You practically scream the final words, your panic reaching a crescendo of horror.

The Joker's reply is simple.

"Nope!"

He swings.

BANG!

A bullet flies through his hand, forcing him to drop the crowbar as he pulls back.

You both turn, spotting a bulky man in black at the entrance of the warehouse.

He's wearing a red helmet.

"Joker.." The voice is deep, a threatening timbre you'd only hear replicated in nightmares.

"Let. The civilian. Go.” His gun clicks.

“Urgh. Speak of the devil.” Joker complains, unphased. “My plans are being ruined and it's not even by Bats. What is the world coming to?”

“Wait…” The Joker pauses, noticing a fallacy in the vigilantes’ words. “Civilian? Oh, HAHAHA! OHHhhh you have no idea what’s going on here do you?” The Joker snickers in delight, giving you a conniving glance.

“Oh my, oh my. I didn't realise you were also a jokester.” Joker squishes your cheeks, a little too harsh to be anything but painful. He laughs again at the expression on your face.

There's no response from the figure, but the bullet that Joker barely dodges the next second later is answer enough. It grants you and the Joker some distances, so you're grateful.

A flapping of wings draws your attention, a dark blue blur sailing through the room before landing on your lap. Nightwing.

You blink in realisation, finally understanding why not all your soul animals had appeared to help you. Wing had led one of the bats to you. You glanced over. Judging from the helmet, was this Red Hood.

Uh oh. You hoped he didn't notice Hood in the corner.

Or Batman. Or the soul animal freeing you- oh no you were absolutely screwed weren’t you?

You gulp.

“Wait.. You?” Red Hood’s modulated voice didn’t convey any emotion, but it couldn't disguise the hesitance in which he spoke.

Exposed.

“Uhmmm… no?” You tried.

Wing nuzzled your cheek. Hood’s gaze intensified.

“Okay! Okay yes, but I swear there's a reason why I never came to any of you- it wasn't because of you-” Oh dear that one was a blatant lie.

“I.. I mean, I just didn't want-” What could you do, what could you say? You didn't want to lie, but the truth wasn't good either.

In-between your frantic ramblings however, the Joker had snuck up on Red Hood, taking a lucky swing that missed by about a centimeter.

Red Hood’s retaliation was swift, the two suddenly engaging in a battle of force that was very much leaning in Red Hood’s favour. Although, ever so often Red Hood gave a wince of pain. Did Hood’s soul animal form’s state injure him slightly?

That question would go unanswered, as the ropes around you crumpled, revealing Red to be the soul animal that had been bailing you out all this time.

Well. You weren't going to get a better opportunity than this. Pushing Red and Wing off your lap, you rush out, aiming for one of the broken windows.

Batman makes a slight growling noise as you pass his birdcage. You try not to think about it.

“Hey!” A batarang flies past you, the rope attached to it meeting no target as you trip on some broken glass.

“Ah!” You mumble, surprised at your good (?) forture. There's now a cut on your leg. Great.

Red Hood is subsequently distracted from any more attempts to detain you, as the Joker takes another swing that gets a little too close for comfort in response, laughing all the while.

Clumsily falling out of the window, you thank Lady Gotham that the Joker kidnapped you on the ground floor, so there’s no drop whatsoever.

You sigh, injuries now taking a toll as the constant adrenaline was wearing off. You stumble forward.

Red and Wing land on your shoulders. Of course.

You limp out into Gotham’s alleyways, oblivious to the movement of a lithe figure on the rooftop, watching you.

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Yeah those who guessed Joker were correct! Enjoy a cookie if you did! It seemed criminal to not have a chapter that explored how a soulmate universe would influence Batman and Joker's relationship, so that's what I did!

Oh and yeah, poor Reader. They are not having too good of a time rn. All these injuries aren't really gonna help them plead their case either.

A bit more of Jason this time too! How funnnn. I definitely feel bad for birdy Hood though. Red Hood may be super skilled but it's a little too unrealistic for him to solo as a bird :(

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[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Rejected Soulmate au where the bats discover a way to track Phantom. This leads to an all out brawl between the bats and Phantom, who is badly losing. In his attempt to escape he pulls out a portal gun to the ghost zone and fires it.

Things get out of hand, and he and Nightwing end up stranded in Hyrule and continue during it out, only to be interrupted by a castle in the distance being...lifted up into the sky???

Things happen in quick succession, they nearly get trampled by wild horses running in a panic, a bunch of caves appear along with an opening in the ground packed with red goo, and they get attacked by a weird evil goo monster in the form of a bunch of hands. Phantom ends up badly hurt and powers down to Fenton, shocking Nightwing and he has to carry the teen to safety as they flee the glowing mummy the hands had turned into after being defeated.

Nightwing is having a bad day.

[theblobmaster]

i read this fic the other day that gave me an interesting idea for a jaydick fic. i have never written them i probably won't ever write this idea. it'd have to be a long fic for it to be satisfying

but the premise is just: what if dick was visiting jason's grave the day superboy prime decided to punch reality and therefore bringing back jason? and in this version superboy prime's punch reverts jason back to how he was before the joker got to him, none of his physical injuries present. the psychological damage is still there. i think i remember that his brain damage came from being hit by a truck as soon as he got out of his grave

but just dick visiting jason's grave, sitting down and talking to his gravestone when there's a sudden shift in the air lasting barely a second and then he can hear muffled cries from underneath him.

dick unsure how to react for a moment but the muffled cries continue and then he's running to borrow a spade from the groundskeeper. maybe they're there and try to stop him, maybe they're not and dick is alone in the graveyard except for the cries coming from jason's grave.

just dick being there to meet jason halfway as he tries to breakout of his coffin and crushing him to his chest because somehow jason is alive and they can figure out how and why later.

and maybe jason is confused because him and dick weren't close before he died and he's still disoriented from waking up in a coffin and why is dick crying and clutching him. but he lets himself be held because the last thing he remembers is being alone and knowing he's going to die and now he's not alone.

it'd be so interesting to explore how much that would change his dynamic with the family as a whole. wish i had the writing chops to flesh this more out.

[smilesheartshugs]

More for my soul mate au:

A list of bonds people have:

[if a bond is in a bracket like this then I took the bond idea from the comment section. Yall have great ideas and know some of the characters better than I do lol]

Bruce:

On his sholder he has greyed out bonds with his parents, royal blue with Alfred, Nightwing blue with Dick, midnight blue with Jason, sky blue with Tim, a tealy blue with Damian, a blurple with Steph, a deep ocean blue with Duke, and a pastel blue with cas

On his wrist he has an emerald green bond with Kate/ bat woman

On his calves he has soul bond with most of the Justus league and Selina

On his back be has the core justice league members, and all of the bat family members in a royal purple color

He has the mysterious pink bonds with Thalia, Selena, and Clark on his inner thighs. He pointedly refuses to talk about it

Personally I don’t think he has a romantic soul bond, this doesn’t mean he doesn’t have any romantic relationships or interests. There has been cases were romantic bonds only form after knowing the person, it’s rare but it has been known to happen.

Dick:

On his shoulders he has the greyed out bonds with his parents and Nightwing blue bond with Bruce. (Bart has refused to touch any of the bat family members but when he does dick will get an electric blue bond with Bart) [he also has a child bond with Damian]

On his forearms he has bonds with Jason, Tim, Cass, Duke, and Damian. All in getting shades of green

He has a grandparent bond with Alfred on his right shoulder

On the back of his arms he has uncle bonds with Barry, Clark, and Diana

Dick has friend ship bonds on his calves with All the titan member, Barbra, and most of the Justus league members.

Dick has a romantic bond with Wally

Dick has trust bond with everyone he has bonded with and one member of the bludheven police

Jason:

Jason has a greyed out bond with the mother he was raised with (I can’t remember her name but I believe it starts with a c?) and a bond with Bruce in his sholder

He has bonds with Dick, Tim, Damian, Cass, and Duke on his wrist. His bond with Dick is grass green but the others are Lazarus green. His dip in the green coolaid juice has tinted his soul bonds making each new bond he forms a little more green in color. Jason doesn’t have a soul bond with Steph but that doesn’t stop them from viewing eachother as siblings

Jason has uncle bonds with Clark, and Diana on the back of his arms. These are bright orange. Once Bart accidentally touches Jason and forms a merky orange nephew bond.

He has a merky red romantic soul bonds with Roy and Kory.

He has yellow green bonds with the outlaws on his calves and yellow bonds with some of the titans and Barbra

Jason has trust bonds with his siblings and his partners. It takes more time for a trust bond to form with Bruce.

Tim:

Tim gets a soul bond with Bruce on his sholder once Cass drags the both of them into a cuddle pile. Bruce becomes Tim’s fith soul bond

Tim has sibling bonds with Dick, Jason, Damian, Cass, and Duke. The lack of sibling bond has led to Steph and Tim to date for a bit before realizing they were better as friends.

He has a grandparent bond with Alfred

Once young justice forms Tim forms friendship bonds on his calves for all the members (besides Bart who appears to be touch adverse, poor kid is covered in familial grey soul bonds, he has a lot of aunts and or uncles). He also has a friendship bond for Steph.

Once Tim is comfortable enough to visit the watch tower with Bruce he forms uncle bonds with Clark and Diana.

Tim has romantic bonds with Bernard and Kon. Kon’s bond forms later into the relationship while Bernard’s forms right away. This leads to Kon being a little self conscious about his relationship with Tim and Bernard.

Tim has trust bonds with young justice and his family.

Eventually he gets a mortal enemy bond with Ra Al goul

Damian:

He has parent soul bonds with both Thalia and Bruce. [he also has a parent bond with Dick]

He only has one grandparent bond and it’s with Alfred

He has sibling bonds with Dick, Jason, Tim, Cass, Duke, and Steph. [and Maya]

He has uncle bonds with Clark, Diana, and Barbra.

I don’t know enough about Damian to know who he would have friendship bonds with but I know he would have some. [friendship bonds with Jon, Collin, and Maya]

Cass

She has a parent bond with Bruce, this is her first bond. [and a parent bond with Barbra]

She has sibling bonds with Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian, and Duke.

She has a romantic bond with Steph.

She has a nephew bond with Bart.

I know Cass will form friendship bonds but I don’t know enough about her to know with who.

She has trust bonds with her sibling and Bruce

Duke

Outside of sibling and parent bonds I don’t know enough about Duke to know who he bonds with

Steph

She has parent bonds with Bruce and her mother crystal.

She has sibling bonds with Dick, Duke, and Damian

She has friendship bonds with young justice and Barbra

She has a romantic bond with Cass

She has uncle bonds with Clark and Diana

Bart:

When Bart first gets to the past all his bonds have been grey or silver. No one knows why it’s silver and not grey (they haven’t touched in the present but they bond hadn’t died In the future so silver became the weird middle ground)

After he has touched everyone he was bonded with in the past and some new bonds:

He has parent bonds with Wally and Dick

He has uncle bonds with Jason, Tim, Damian, Duke, Steph, Cass, Kim, Bernard, Roy, Kory, John, and Barbra

He has friendship bonds with the rest of young justice

He has grandparent bonds with Bruce, Alfred, and Barry

So yeah this is what I have for who’s bonded with who… 😅

Edit: okay so thank you to the lovely comment section for input on the bonds! I’ll put every bond in [] are something I thought should include that I took from the comic section

A continuation here

[breakingthespacetimewall]

Here go a happy bird with his two pockets.

@suzukiblu

[help-itrappedmyself]

Sacred Moments (Batman AU) Part 3

Masterpost

Roman waved his hand and a guard stepped forward and opened the trunk. He was immediately kicked in the face by the girl in the trunk, but a few other guards came over to help him drag her out. 

She was bound at her wrists and gagged, but she fought. There was a fire in her eyes as he attempted to resist being manhandled. She remained unsuccessful against the three armed men that pulled her over to stand next to Sionis. They took up formation around her, one between her and Sionis, one on her other side, and another standing behind her. 

Her brown hair was darkened a few shades by dirt and grime, as was most of her. Her clothes looked old and worn, frayed seams and thin fabric. She was thin in a way that was bordering on unhealthy, looked like she hadn’t slept in a year and spent that year being dragged through dirt. But Hood knew she was beautiful from the fire in her eyes to the force of her kicks. 

“The mark.” Hood growled out. Hood knew he couldn’t leave her here either way. Whether their marks matched or not he couldn’t leave her with Sionis. And he ached at the thought of first seeing her mark like this, with all these witnesses, but knows that Sionis would become suspicious if he didn’t take the time to check for authenticity.

Then, several things happened at once. The guard to the right of her reached for her shirt, she proceeded to go apeshit in a way that no one was expecting from someone as small and tired looking as she was. Shouts were heard from the guards around the perimeter, a projectile that Hood later recognized as a birdarang hit the guard reaching for the girl and bodies dropped from the tops of the shipping crates around them. 

“Bats!” A guard shouted, too late to be helpful. Everyone drew weapons as the bats closed in. Hood drew his gun and pointed them first at the guards surrounding the girl. Sionis was snarling as he was whisked away by guards, as two figures chased them, but Hood kept all his focus on the girl in front of him. The guards around her laid dead, she now had blood added to the filth that covered her. She was wide-eyed and breathing heavy as she stared at him, reaching immediately to struggle with her bonds and the gag, but unable to do anything about them.

“Hey,” Hood said to her, trying to sound as calm as possible through the voice modulator in his helmet. He would take it off, but the bats weren’t done dealing with Sionis’ goons as they helped their boss get away. “I’ll untie you.”

She stilled, but eyed him warily. Gaze going from gun to gun on his person, not finding much purchase whenever she gazed at the blank face of his helmet. 

“I won’t hurt you. Will you let me take those off?” He gestured to the gag and bindings. Her hands couldn’t reach the knot in the gag the way they were tied in front of her, and she was having little luck untying her hands by herself.

Hood took a knife from a hilt on his leg and he reached toward her with his other hand. She hesitantly reached her arms towards him, resting her hands on his outstretched hand. He made no move to grab, using his hand as a platform only as he moved the hand with the knife towards her slowly. The sounds of fighting had died down and he knew the others would be here soon. He spared a brief thought that he was glad this had happened now, after he was done feuding with the bats, before he focused back on her. 

Hood narrated his every move as he cut through the ropes on her arms, she was bleeding in places, skin rubbed raw as she struggled. He moved carefully, keeping the knife away from skin and avoiding her injuries as best as he could.  Once her hands were free she pulled her arms away from him, attempting to free herself of the gag.

“I’ll do that one too.” Hood reaches up and undoes his helmet now that the fighting has stopped. He can see the Bats keeping their distance as he attempts to calm her. She stills as he lifts the helmet off his head. He is of course wearing a domino underneath and she gives him such a look at that he almost wants to laugh. He settles for a small smile instead. 

He places the Hood on the ground next to him and reaches a hand back up towards her. “Would you like me to get the gag off?” She hesitates, leaning in, then pulling back. She pulls at her hair, looking at him. “I won’t cut your hair.” She nods and takes two steps closer to him, her head within his reach now. He understands the urge to not want him behind her, so he just leans to the side as he cuts through the gag. The second it’s loose enough she’s frantic, grabbing at it and pulling. The gag falls to the ground and her body shakes as she wraps her arms around herself, backing up a step.

He lifts both of his hands up, keeping them in her sight. “It’s okay. I’m sorry this happened to you.” He puts his knife back in its hilt. “I’m Red Hood.” 

“I know.” Her voice is rough from lack of use and dehydration. “They liked to show me the news about Gotham while they brought me here. Thought it would scare me.” Despite the shaking, she was standing up straight and ready. Her eyes still held a fierce spirit.

Hood nodded. “Where are you from?”

“Texas.” Admittedly, he was not expecting that. She gives him a sly smile. “Never been this far north.” He snorts in response. 

He acknowledges the lack of a name in return, but moves past it. “Well, we can get you back home-”

“No need.” She interrupts him. “If you just let me go I’ll be fine on my own.”

“Do you know why Black Mask brought you here?” Hood asks. He needs to know if it could be true. The bat’s eyes on him are sharp, but he ignores them.

“Something about my soulmate mark.” She isn’t shivering anymore, but her arms are still positioned around her and they tighten at the words. “They said that he was dead though, so that isn’t really a reason to keep me here.”

Hood nods. “What if he wasn’t dead?”

Her gaze was on him immediately, sharp and calculating. “Is he dead?”

“If you’re willing to go somewhere a little more private, we could talk about it.”

Her hand reaches down to her left hip, where her soulmark must be located. And it’s a familiar enough location that Jason knows that he has to know for sure before he lets her leave, hoping that she’ll come so they can find out.

“You’ll tell me? Answer some questions?”

“Of course!” Nightwing smiles, though it doesn’t seem to charm her any as she gives him a dry look in response.

“Just not in public.” Hood agrees.

“Where are we going?”

[ravenroth-grayson]

Flufftober 2024 Prompt: “What are you wearing?” - “It’s laundry day!”

A little bit of RobRae fluff to be enjoyed with a cup of chai tea or a black coffee.

Summary: Nightwing returns to Titans Tower to see Raven walk in for her morning tea in a Robin t-shirt… his Robin t-shirt… isn’t it?

[armed-with-a-waffle-iron]

Pre-Crisis Dick Grayson/Barbara Gordon moments that are still canon in my book

Albeit with some tweaks.

The first meeting. Dick shows Babs some kindness and Babs shows up the Dynamic Duo. Dick's impressed to say the least.

Bruce and Babs fight over Dick, and Dick choosing Babs👀.

Dick rescues Babs from a grisly doom and the pair prove to be a great team in the absence of Batman, plus, maybe the attraction isn't so one way.

Dick and Babs become the New Dynamic Duo; they have that infamous kiss, show some deadly teamwork and grow to be really comfortable with each other.

It's not not flirting; identities become less secret and feelings become more apparent.

"Any friend of Dick's is a friend of mine", she says to Dick's girlfriend! Dick's college girlfriend Lori becomes jealous of Babs and you can't say she's not on to something with the two of them.

A wedding themed caper ensured more shenanigans and more flirting.

Barbara asserts some necessary boundaries but the flirting doesn't cease and their feelings don't just disappear.

Dick finally confesses his feelings but Barbara was "asleep". He decides his advances were a mistake but we know she heard everything.

I feel that these early moments informed their relationship a lot. They were always cute together but they've always seemed a bit star-crossed and yet stayed close in spite of it. It shows much they mean to each other and how hard they've worked at their relationship(s)/friendship that they remained such important people in each others' lives since Barbara's injury. Whichever way the wind blows, I'm confident these two will always have each other and that's really pretty.

Sources: Detective Comics #359, 400 and 401, and Batman Family #1, 2, 4, 5, 9, 10, 11 and 13.

[cookeybg]

Love's Stain

Okay, okay, I know I have my other fic to finish but I just couldn't sleep and get rid of this idea.

Title: Love's Stain

What if Damian was a dragon? What if he became soul bound? I don't think he would like that.... (Another JonDami fic)

Main Characters/pairings: Jon Kent / Damian Al Ghul

Other Characters: Batman, Superman, Nightwing, Robin, Talia Al Ghul, Ra's Al Ghul

Stuff to know: This will be dragon fic so it is not cannon compliant, nudity, blood, magic, it might not be a happy ending? Not too sure yet. As always this is not edited or Beta read

Chapter 1 - Blood on White

The white shell pulsed green illuminating a curled figure within. It pulsed again and the figure stretched, it’s limbs hitting the shell from within. “He will soon be born.” “Father, he will need training.” “He will know how to fight innately.” “We cannot send him yet, his mind will be too easily molded.” A pause. “You are right, after we make him perfect we shall send him. He shall succeed where the others failed.” By the third pulse, cracks formed on the pristine white surface and green liquid dribbled down towards the soft material that kept it upright. With a shatter the figure of a fully formed man oozed out. “Yes, father.”

A loud boom echoed from above, Jon looked up to see fractures and symbols littering the sky. A green hue took over the blue and an eerie sound like bones rattling assaulted his senses. A giant fissure formed and from it stepped a figure of a man with flaming white wings but just as the opening closed a flash of red and black lightning struck him. The figure fell like a comet. A giant crater formed upon impact, incinerating the nearest part of the corn field in the Kent farm. Jon rushed towards it, still holding the pitchfork he had been using. When he arrived he saw a man in white struggling to get up. Jon moved in quickly to help, bet when he grabbed the man’s arm to pull him up an intense wave ran through him unlike anything he had ever felt before. It made him freeze, his muscles tensing while his heart escaped him. The man looked up at him shocked, still kneeling on the ground. He had patches of golden scales where the impact caused abrasions on his face. Dazed green eyes stared back at him and Jon’s heart picked up its already rampant pace. “Jon, stay away from him!” Clark yelled. Jon turned to his father. On instinct he dodged out of the way from a white glint he saw in his periphery. Flying back a few feet away, he clutched at his stinging cheek and to his surprise, blood stained his hand. “You dare touch me?” Snarled the man, his tan skin golden under the the bright Kansas sun, “I am Damian-“ he winced clutching his head with one hand, “I have purpose, a destiny-“ one unfocused green eye glared and he took shaky steps towards Jon. Jon stared at the man named Damian. He stood hunched and dangerous, like a predator. One hand held a white sword with glowing green symbols and the other pressed against the left side of his face. Fiery white wings, that had not been there a second before, flared menacingly. Jon’s heart hadn’t stopped drumming, the man was breathtaking. With a start Jon noticed blood staining the white leather armor he wore. “You’re bleeding-“ Jon started to move forward but a firm hand stopped him from advancing. “Batman’s on his way. We shouldn’t get near.” Clark said grimly, his expression serious. “But, what if he dies while we wait?” Jon asked, his anger rising. What was the point of being super if he couldn’t help when he wanted to? “Jon-“ Before Clark could finish his sentence a cough was heard from Damian. Jon watched as blood gushed out of the man’s mouth, his green eyes losing their glow, he fell onto the blackened earth.

“He looks just like you, B.” “We still need to wait for the results.” “Nightwing’s right, does that mean he’s your kid?” “We won’t know until its done analyzing.” The unconscious man lay in one of the med bay cots. He was strapped down in case he awoke before they could move him into one of the batcave’s holding cells. Jon watched him through the curtains using his x-ray vision, the man’s chest moved up and down. His armor had been removed to prevent him from reaching any hidden weapons, which he had plenty of. Jon tried not to look at his naked form and kept his attention on the man’s beautiful face. The cuts and scrapes he had received from the impact had already healed. “I wonder what his name is?” “It’s Damian,” Jon turned to look at Nightwing, “his name’s Damian. He announced it when he tried to attack me.” “Jon, he did attack you and he did cut you.” Clark frowned at Jon, concern lining his face. “It’s a really cool sword.” Robin said while examining the sword on the table, it was long and bone white. “When he wielded it,” Jon pointed along its length, “it had green symbols. The color similar to kryptonite, but I don’t feel anything strange about it now.” “Neither do I.” Clark affirmed. “He must use a form of magic,” Batman nodded, “the sword is not laced with any form of kryptonite.” Jon’s attention snapped in the direction of the med bay cot when he heard the change in Damian’s breathing indicating that he would soon wake. Batman noticed and ordered Nightwing and Robin to help wheel the man to a holding cell that had magical protections, courtesy of Constantine and Zatanna. They placed him on the new bed with a folded pile of new close he could wear. Once out they activated the runes, red web-like lines appeared in the large window dividing the cell from the room and then disappeared. Jon held his breath in anticipation while Damian stirred from his resting place. Hi eyes opened slowly and just as slowly he moved to sit up, the white blanket slipping of him to land on his lap. His green eyes glowed in the dim enclosure and his shoulders hunched ready to attack any who neared him. Luckily for the onlookers they were safe on the other side of the window. When Damian noticed that they would not approach, he stood, unashamed of his nakedness. He walked the small perimeter of the cell without touching the walls. His green eyes roamed all over but his attention never left his observers. Jon could feel heat rush up his neck, burning his ears, he crossed his arms over his chest in an attempt to distract himself. He tried his best to not look below the waist but the attempt was futile as strong thighs and a firm butt showed Damian’s exceptional control of his body. When Damian reached the window and faced them, he snarled, the beginnings of white flamed wings and golden scales started to form but were harshly stopped by black and red flashes. Damian wailed, wrapping his arms around himself in an attempt to touch his back. He fell to his knees twitching. Jon had rushed forward in concern connecting with the barrier. It shot him back with such force he crashed into the opposite cave wall causing the bats to swarm out of the cave from the reverberation. “Jon!” Clark screamed in surprise. He helped Jon up, but all Jon could see were the glowing, glaring green eyes of Damian, who still knelt hugging himself. Staring directly at him.

[somewherefornow]

THARA AK-VAR/FLAMEBIRD & CHRIS KENT/NIGHTWING in THE NEW KRYPTON SAGA

[toriafiction]

Flowers For My Love

One of my Dick /Jason wips. This one just won't get out of my head recently.

It's a soulmate hanahaki fic. 🌸

Check tags for possible tw / cw

Dick has known since Jason was Robin that they are soulmates. Jason didn't know because, at that time, he was too young for the bond to wake on his end, and Dick didn't tell anyone because he didn't want anyone or anything to influence Jason.

He's still a kid and he deserves to explore who he is and what he likes and have his own experiences like Dick did. He should make friends and date whoever he wants and not feel guilty for it. He refuses to take that from him.

So Dick balances his time with Jason very carefully. He makes sure that he isn't around too much. He's absent more than present but when he is around he makes sure that they spend some quality time together and have fun.

It doesn't matter if that's just sitting in the library talking about what book Jason is reading, playing a game or watching a movie together, going out, or even patrolling together. Sometimes Jason comes and stays with him at Bludhaven. Dick shows him his city and takes him train surfing.

It really is a balancing act for Dick. He doesn't want to woo Jason and doesn't want Jason to slot him into the brother role either. His plan is to be a fond yet distant presence in Jason's life until he is old enough to decide what he wants Dick as without Dick having influenced his decision. It's the only thing that seems right at this point.

He wants Jason to grow up with the same freedom he had and to decide what he wants them to be when he is old enough.

Then Jason dies and all Dick can do for years is mourn all the lost time and the future they didn't get to have together.

After Jason comes back and has really started to settle from the pit madness, Dick tries to tell Jason that they are soulmates. He had tried waiting for the "perfect time" to tell him before, and Jason had died. Dick isn't going to make that mistake again.

This time he has rushed it too much.

The remaining effects/magic from the Lazarus pit are still blocking Jason's side of the bond from waking, and without that connection Jason doesn't believe him. The pit rage surges with a fury. Jason thinks Dick is lying to him, trying to manipulate him and Jason is deeply hurt and feels so betrayed. Dick knows how much having a soulmate means to him, and the belief that Dick would use that is crushing.

Dick coughs up his first petals that night.

He doesn't have hanahaki yet. This is a precursor, a warning. There are no ill effects, just the occasional petals. Jason didn't reject him. He just didn't believe Dick.

But things get worse.

Jason is furious. He avoids Dick and, by extension, the rest of the Bats. Everyone is confused by this sudden change. and not so secretly blaming Bruce. Dick is desperate and scared. He just wants to talk with Jason. When he does, it turns into a huge blow-up that becomes incredibly vicious and cruel. In the end, Jason leaves Gotham. Dick leaves the fight heartbroken and not only with hanahaki but the aggressive variant that can kill in a few short months.

Bruce finds out about the hanahaki first, but even he doesn't figure it out until it has already reached the point that it's dangerously critical. He has to hospitalize Dick in the cave and within just a few days Dick requires extensive medical assistance to survive.

Bruce has had the surgery for hanahaki and they have a conversation that turns into a fight. Bruce is demanding that Dick get the surgery and Dick adamantly refuses.

Bruce has the same problem that everyone who has the surgery has. He can't feel love or any of the connected emotions such as compassion, affection, fondness, or tenderness. He can, however, still feel off shades of happiness or pride, a detached sense of pleased, satisfaction, or contentment. He can feel frightened, angry, and responsible.

He can feel deeply possessive.

Bruce can feel all of his negative emotions just fine but the good ones are so much harder to get to now and they aren't as full and complete. But those few bright and beautiful moments in his life are all connected to his family and he can still vaguely remember what it felt like to love his son.

So, he logics it all out in his head that Dick is emotionally compromised and can't be trusted to make this decision. That he knows better than anyone that after the surgery, Dick will be okay and even thank him for this. Dick doesn't need love like he believes. He can use logic and the code to navigate life like he does.

Bruce sets up the surgery for Dick.

He uses Dick's trust in him to drug him and take him in for it.

The hospital staff doesn't account for a Bat's tolerance, and Dick wakes up while they are still preparing him. Dick absolutely freaks out. He tells them he hasn't consented to the surgery. That he doesn’t want it. The staff already knows. Bruce has already taken care of that. Dick tries begging. He's crying and pleading with them.

"Please, don't do this to me." They just put him under. "You'll destroy me."

Dick goes under but never really comes back up.

He is not okay. Bruce thought Dick could live on cold logic and reason. He thought that Dick followed his code because he believed in it. Bruce believed that he was doing what was best for Dick and that when Dick woke up, he would see that.

Bruce was wrong.

There are a few reasons it is so extremely illegal to force someone into this surgery. One of those reasons is because the state of mind they are in has an enormous impact on how they come out of the surgery. Things like depression, suicide rate, or probability to turn violent are deeply affected by there mental state before their surgery. Patients are supposed to have as much therapy as they can manage beforehand. Then afterwards they need a strong and dedicated support team for the rest of their lives.

Another reason is that because without love or compassion it's nearly impossible to forgive.

Dick wakes up with a screaming void ripped into him. It radiates a cold so severe it burns his soul. Dick is furious. Bruce has betrayed him. Bruce has ruined him. He has literally torn apart his soul and stolen all of Dick's love, extinguishing any hope he had left with it.

Now there isn't anything to stop Dick from pouring his fury and pain out onto Bruce and all of Gotham. If Gotham thought it had seen the worst a Bat could do under the Red Hood's fury. Then it hasn't seen anything yet.

Because Nightwing no longer has any mercy left to give.

The streets of Gotham will run red with his wrath and pain.

Meanwhile, space and time to think is exactly what Jason needed to get his head on straight again. He is doing much better when word of Dicks condition reaches him. When Jason hears that Dick has hanahaki, he rushes home to find Dick.

He's two days too late.

If Bruce would have waited just two more days.

When Jason does find him, Dick is standing in the middle of a warehouse turned bloodbath. They talk, and Dick tells him precisely what happened and about just how broken he feels now. He spares no detail, but neither does he embellish anything.

Jason clutches Dick as tight against himself as he can. Like, if he holds Dick close enough, he can merge his heart with Dick's. As if their broken pieces can heal together and make something whole and new.

"I love you, I have always loved you," Jason breathes the words against Dick's skin like an apology from deep within his soul meant to reach the same depth within Dick's.

"I loved you once," Dick murmurs back. "I meant to love you always."

Jason coughs up his first petals.

Jason's hanahaki is the excruciatingly slow variant. Dick didn't reject him, the exact opposite in fact. However, now, by no choice of his own, Dick is unable to love Jason.

Jason feels crushingly guilty for what happened to Dick. The way he sees it, if he would have just trusted Dick or at least not ran away then this would have never happened to him. It makes Jason cling to Dick all the tighter.

"I don't want to lose you again, please, will you let me stay with you." For a long moment Dick just stares at him. His expression having never been more impossible to read before.

"I don't think I want to be alone," Dick answers after a painfully long silence.

Dick is set hard core on his revenge path against Bruce and this is something that Jason understands in spades. The thing is that Dick is really unstable right now. Just like Bruce, he's unable to feel any kind of love anymore and that includes all the adjacent emotions to it as well. Dick remembers feeling the full range of emotions. He remembers fond affection, passionate love, warm compassion and just being able to care. He remembers what it felt like to love his family and remembering hurts.

So instead, he burns with his anger, betrayal, hate, and pain. It's an icy fury that can't be banked and knows no end.

He's hurting and he doesn't know how to stop anymore. Not when the anger is the only thing keeping him going.

This leaves Jason as the voice of reason and as the one who has to throw the brakes on when things start to go too far. Jason has to help Dick realize when enough is enough. Dick always listens. If Jason is saying, "This is too much," then it has to have gone too far. He doesn't question Jason. He trusts him.

Dick struggles with both raging fury and stretches of deep depression. Sometimes swinging straight from one extreme to the other. Jason tries to help Dick modulate his emotions and mental state. Their relationship is rather unhealthy. Jason clings to Dick, refusing to leave him, and Dick ends up becoming really possessive of Jason.

Jason is with Dick nearly from the very beginning of his new life, and he is his grounding point. Dick knows he's better when he is with Jason, and he feels better around him. Just because Dick can't love that doesn't mean that he can't feel any good emotions. He still feels shades of happiness or excitement. Dick can't love Jason, but that doesn't mean that he can't enjoy him. He still has physical needs, and the way he sees it since he and Jason are supposed to be soulmates, it makes sense to go to him for sex.

He means it as a kindness. He doesn't want to hurt Jason, and Dick understands that him sleeping with other people would hurt Jason. So, if Jason meets his needs and keeps him satisfied, then he will only be with Jason. Even if he sees someone else he wants, in order to keep things good between them, he'll abstain.

He basically hands Jason an ultimatum though he doesn't actually mean to.

It doesn't occur to Dick that sex with him now might be heartbreaking. That, because it will mean more to Jason than simple gratification like it is for Dick. It will be a special kind of torture.

He has no idea why Jason cries in the shower after they're done that first time. He doesn't ask though, Jason had obviously been trying to hide it and Dick isn't sure he actually wants to know.

So with Jason as both his grounding point and the source of most of his positive feelings Dick becomes highly possessive and dependent on him.

"How long are you going to stay with me," Dick asks into the dark, sad and hurt and so very scared.

"My entire life Dickie. I won't leave you until the very end," Jason promises.

They both know that end is coming too soon.

Another problem is that Dick knows he isn't really good for Jason. Even though he really does try there are still times when he is unintentionally cruel. Despite this Dick can't let Jason go.

"I'm going to keep hurting you, and sometimes I won't even care that I am." Dick is going through another bout of depression.

"I know Dickiebird, and I'll let you, I'll forgive you, and I'll stay." Jason does his best to take care of him and reassure him. To help his soulmate claw his way back out of the darkness he has fallen into.

The people of Gotham quickly take notice of Nightwing becoming a merciless killer. The few that still believe in law and justice mourn the fall of a hero. The good but down trodden of Gotham that are starving for protection, relief and change see him the same as they do Red Hood. As what Gotham really needs. As someone that will be the catalyst for a change for the better. The criminals only see death.

A lot of theories get thrown around. The most prevalent is that he just finally snapped. That someone can only face the worst of humanity every day for so long before they can't take it anymore. After all, what change do the Bats see? They just face the same goons and villains every night on repeat.

But there are a few who see and recognize the signs, and they know.

Nightwing, a beloved hero, went down and never got back up.

Jason lasts a couple of years with the slow, torturous progression of his hanahaki. If he got the surgery, he could save his life, but that isn't even a consideration. He doesn't want it, and even more than that, he could never do that to Dick.

Jason had read once that the flowers are a physical manifestation of the shattered pieces of a person's soul after being rejected by their soulmate, like petals falling off a dying flower. He had always thought that it was people romanticizing hanahaki.

He isn't so sure now.

He thinks that someone stripped Dick of all his soft and loving petals and cauterized the wound where he was bleeding out, leaving only a thorny stem that remembers and mourns when it was once a flower.

It's cruel.

But he sees how hard Dick tries. Even now, with no love left in him, Dick still tries so damn hard for the people he remembers once loving. He shows it to most by refusing to see them. By telling them over and over when they hunt him down that the Dick Grayson they knew died on that operating table. That he is just the ghoul left behind to haunt them, seeking vengeance for the sin committed against him.

God, does Jason get it. He understands exactly how Dick feels.

Dick is different with him. He clutches tight to Jason and never lets go. Not even when Dick cuts deep into Jason and leaves him emotionally bleeding. Even then, Jason is grateful. There isn't anywhere else that he wants to be than with Dick.

When Jason's condition gets to the point that he has to be hospitalized, Dick stays with him. He feels a sense of responsibility for him and is grateful to Jason for all he has done for him, and frankly, he wants every last second he has with Jason before he loses him forever. So, he stays with him through long days and sleepless nights. Even when the rest of the family comes to see Jason, Dick doesn't leave.

There isn't much the hospital can do for him. Jason is mostly there for comfort care, but he refuses most of the pain meds. They mess with his head too much and make him sleepy, and he doesn't want to waste any of the time he has with Dick. He has been living with this pain for years now. He knows how to endure it.

It's close to the end, and Jason will have to be fully intubated soon. They have put it off as long as they can. When they intubate him, he will have to go on sedatives until he passes. Dick is lying in bed with Jason cuddled close to him.

Dick sets up and leans over Jason to look him in the eyes. “Let's try again in our next life. This was all wrong, but if we hadn't had our chance stolen, we could have been beautiful together. So promise me that we will try again.”

“I promise, for all our lives, however many that may be.” It's obviously painful and a herculean task, but Jason does it even as it leaves him struggling to catch his breath.

Dick holds his gaze and dredges up every last scrap of memory he has of love. He digs up the warm soft, and tender affection and hot and deep passion. He tries to fill himself with it. He kisses Jason and tries his hardest to give everything he used to feel, all that had always belonged to Jason, back to him in that moment.

“It's okay, Little Wing, let go. I'll be right behind you.”

Jason never sees Dick slip the needle into his IV. After Dick injects the lethal amount of morphine, he simply falls asleep and never wakes.

Dick wouldn't let Jason needlessly suffer through the last few days, and he wouldn't let the hanahaki steal his life. It belonged to him.

After he is certain that Jason is gone, he slips out of the hospital. He makes a single stop by a florist to pick up an order he had placed two days earlier. It is a truly massive bouquet with what a casual observer would consider a bizarre mix of flowers. To Dick, it's perfect and terribly beautiful.

Scabious - unfortunate love

Carolina rose - love is dangerous.

cypress flower - eternal love, memories of past love, or love that's unrequited or in vain.

Orange Blossom - Innocence. Eternal love

Primrose flowers - I can’t live without you

Hyacinths - Please forgive me

Blue hydrangeas - forgiveness, rejection, and regret - gratitude, grace, and beauty.

Sweetpeas - Departure, remember me, good-bye, a tender memory, thank you for a lovely time.

wisteria - devotion that transcends death

marigold - the brevity of life, despaired love, grief, sorrow, despair, and mourning, remembering the dead, power, strength

cyclamen - a new path in life, separation, goodbye or resignation

Love-lies-bleeding - hopeless love or hopelessness

Bleeding Heart - Unconditional love, Heartbreak and sadness, unrequited love

All flowers that Jason had coughed up and choked on over the years. Flowers that Jason had grown just for him.

Flowers for his love.

Dick heads to the top of the highest building overlooking Robinson Park, the place where Haly's Circus performed. He very carefully situates his bouquet by the edge and then climbs up onto it.

“Dick, what do you want?” Bruce asks from behind him.

It might seem like an odd question, but for them, it isn't. They both know what he's doing, and Bruce knows that it's because Jason is gone. What he doesn't understand is what Dick is hoping to achieve by doing this.

Dick looks out over the park where his parents fell to their deaths. Bruce had been there that night. It seems fitting that he will watch the last Flying Grayson fall as well.

“I just want to be with him,” Dick answers without turning to face him. “We'll get it right next time.”

Dick had grown his flowers for Jason when he wasn't there to receive them, and they had been stolen away before he could make it back to Dick, but now Dick falls for Jason just like he has so many times before.

Jason is waiting for him, and they will get it right next time.

[planetwaynez]

Everyone I decided to comeback with "thought of the day"

And my thought of the day is about Dick Grayson. But not any Dick Grayson thought, it's a special one.

Think with me, besties: Dick Grayson finding his soulmate. At first he doesn't realize it, but after a while he starts to understand that the connection that he has with his s/o is like no other and goes to Constantine and OUR FAVORITE SUPERNATURAL GUY (Constantine) sees that beautiful, glowing and thick read string tied to yours and dick's pinky fingers, connecting the two of you.

To me is just do sweet to think about Dick finding his soulmate and said soulmate falls for him not bc of his looks (something that happens very often in Canon, people falling for Dick bc of his looks) but bc of his personality and his talents and his humor... I'm gonna cry real quick excuse me

[artform-virtue]

dick grayson compilation but it’s just him yelling “starfire!!” and “kori!”

[smilesheartshugs]

Platonic soulmate au:

There are more than one kind of soulmate bond. The color of a persons mark and location represents what kind of bond it is. Each bond will have a unique shape. Parent child bonds are blue and located on the shoulders. Once the bonds on the sholder fill out they will start forming on the person’s torso. This is what happened then people have 15+ children and multiple parent bonds. (I’m looking at you Bruce and all your adopted children) sibling bonds are green and located on the forearm. After that’s filled bonds will travel up the arm. Friendship bonds are yellow and located on someone’s shins. Romantic bonds are red and located over someone’s heart. It is this location that leads people to believe that this is the most important kind of bond. There is another kind of bond that’s pink and located on your inner thigh. No one talks about this kind of bond. The adults just say that you’ll understand when you’re older but like that’s not helpful!!! Black bonds located on the bottom of your foot is reserved for mortal enemies. Purple bonds on your back are for those who bonds form in battle. For the ones you trust the most.

Bonds only appear once the pair has touched each other, and the more the touch the stronger the bond and the more visible it is. Some bonds get so strong they practically glow!

People can have more than one bond with the same person. Like romantic and platonic (red and yellow) or sibling and friend bonds. Or so many other combinations. Trust bonds can only be forged in people who’ve known each-other for a good long time.

If one of your bonded ones die before you do your bond mark will fade into a transparent grey with a heavy outline. The darker the outline the stronger the bond was.

So I’ve been thinking how this could all apply to the batfamily, should I make a post on that?

Edit : made an update

[tofuingho]

Okay, I lied.

Dick Grayson/Any; Soulmate AU

First touch with your soulmate is marked on your body.

Dick's soulmark is on his bodonkadonk.

[lillyosaurus]

MY LOVE FOR YOU WAS JUST TOO BIG.

YOU FILTHY DETESTABLE PIG.