#poor nightwing

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

Halloween prompts year 2 day 29

Dont get him wrong, Danny had some big feelings about finding out his mom had cheated on his dad. He had even bigger feeling about the divorce and the whole shipping him off to live with his bio dad.

He wasn't going to lie. The new school was actually really nice and he had made friends quickly, though at first it was tough to weed out the ones who just wanted to get close to the Wayne family name and not him as a person. He didn't get to chat with Tucker and Sam a whole lot due to thier schedules but he and Jazz always made time for eachother.

His life had surprisingly taken a massive upturn. Vlad had been arrested soon after Danny warned the Waynes about him, making Danny believe either his dad it felt wierd calling him that but da-Jack made it perfectly clear he should never call him that was Batmans sugar daddy or somthing or maybe the Waynes got kidnapped so much that the bats bugged the whole place. Danny hoped not, he had done a whole karaoke thing with Jazz during thier video call the other night and he really didn't want anyone to hear thier shared cat screeching.

Jazz was super happy to learn Danny had joined the Volleyball team and Astronomy club. He used to play Volleyball in middle school and played defense a lot. He was even the best on the team but he stopped playing after one too many times of his parents forgetting to show up or causing a ruckus whenever they thought a ghost was nearby.

But it was better now

The portals were shut down by the bats. The GIW where expertly obliterated from existence. His parents are getting court mandated mental help. There are no more ghosts. No more ghost hunters.

And no need for Phantom

Danny doesn't think he's ever felt this free. He could go out to eat with friends with his way too big allowance that his...dad gives him and he didn't have to worry about having to ditch them to go fight a bad guy. He could eat dinner with a family who was a little awkward but surprisingly open to him and the food was delicious and didn't attack him. He could actually sleep at night and feel safe doing it. His siblings liked spending time with him and getting to learn anout him and thier "bonus sister" Jazz.

He had no reason to use his powers.

Until the grandfather clock he was walking past swung open like a door and he locked eyes with Nightwing coming out of it. They just stared at eachother before Danny just said, "I don't want to know which one your dating. Just know I have a bat and im willing to use it in the most ungodly of ways." And walked back to his room.

He wouldn't be a superhero, but he was willing to be a supervillian to protect his new family. Or in this case make sure Nightwing, a rumored playboy, knew better than to go breaking hearts in this household.

[hashtagonlyingotham]

I was going home and someone tried to steal my purse, but Nightwing stopped them except i was stressed and i panicked and i punched him and i think im going to die from embarassment #onlyingotham #imsosorrynightwingijustpanicked

Red Hood and Red Robin did say i had made their night though, so, maybe worth it

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[anaxxkin]

It's always Dick bro 😭

[frownyalfred]

okay but consider the hilarity of Dick Grayson actually making a name for himself as a REALLY good detective over in Blüdhaven, the Gotham tabloids catching wind of it, and printing a whole story about how Dick “…clearly doesn’t get it from his father!”

his father being Bruce Wayne, known in certain circles as the world’s greatest detective. like imagine the dinner table conversation after that story drops.

[reebmiester]

apparently “and yet you're bi yourself” is not an appropriate response

[myshipsbesailing]

Tim : Who is this?

Dick , holding Damian in a tight grip knowing full well he will jump Tim as soon as he lets go : Our New Brother

[shyjusticewarrior]

Jason wants drinking buddies so bad

[kettlefire]

Not so Different. (DcxDp)

The stunned silence was louder than the rest of the gala had been. Every single pair of eyes were wide with shock, fear, and even concern. The last sound to have left the patrons was scattered gasps at the reveal.

It was meant to be simple. A new up and coming technological company had put all their savings into this. A huge gala to show of the reason the world needed their technology. Needed their help.

No one believed it. Truly, who could have? A large group of men and women dressed purely in white suits, spouting about the threats of ghosts. It was insane and impossible.

Many of the big names that attended today only came for publicity. The notoriety that came with having been there when this company crashed and burned in one night.

It's the only reason Bruce Wayne was even among the crowd. Accompanied by Oliver Queen and his own son, Dick Grayson. As much as Bruce hadn't wanted to be here, he knew his reputation was important to keep up.

That was until two agents stepped out onto a stage they had at the back of the large room. A thick curtain had kept the sight behind it completely hidden from the patrons. Until the moment was right. That was when the thick curtain had suddenly been ripped back, as a third man took a microphone and began to explain.

But his words fell on deaf ears. Especially for the three secret vigilantes in the crowd. Not a single person could tear their gaze away from the cage that now stood in full view.

It wasn't the cage that had everyone enraptured. No, it was the glowing creature curled up in the center of it. No, not a creature. It was a boy. Still baby faced and youthful. Too young to be in a cage.

A high-tech muzzle was securely wrapped tightly against the boy's mouth. His knees pulled tight to his chest, one arm wrapped around them. His other hand pressed tight against the muzzle, seeming to almost be trying to keep it in place.

The boy's toxic green eyes were wide, filled with a clear intensity of pain and terror. There were old tear stains on his cheeks, quickly being replenished with fresh tears. His messy, bright white hair fell into his face. The boy looked both like he wanted to look away, but also like he couldn't. Like he couldn't risk not seeing the threat coming.

It didn't take a genius to see the boy was in pain. Human or not, this went beyond inhumane treat. Making minds racing with thoughts of what else these people had done to the poor boy.

Bruce knew in this moment that this company had just caught the attention of Batman. Based on the look in Oliver's eyes, they also just collected the wrath of the Justice League as well. Bruce hadn't even needed to look at Dick to know he was on the same page.

It went unnoticed by any other patrons. All the focus was glued on the stage, on the lecture and caged boy. No one noticed when Bruce Wayne slipped his phone of his pocket. When he hit a singular speed dial as he turned away from the show. He brought his phone to his ear as he silently signaled his trusted allies to keep an eye on it.

[batsandbirdsandothers]

Inspired by Burning Ashes - The Rise of a Phoenix (by Dreaming_Writer)

Jason Feniks was born August 16, almost one and a half years after Jason Peter Todd-Wayne died.

And he remembered everything.

[yes-im-a-simpp]

Batman : someone has been stabbed in-

Red Hood : seriously Robin, AGAIN?

Robin : I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING this time.

Batman : Robin didn't do anything

Red Hood : ho. Okay. Sorry, I've heard ''stabbed'' and my brain immediately went ''stabbed, sword. Sword, robin.''

Nightwing to Red Robin : see? 'told you he was neurodivergent.

[qcomicsy]

If the batkids had a podcast. Part. Xl

Redhood: I got called "daddy" once too.

Nightwing: You got called "daddy" once?

Redhood: I got called "daddy" once. But was Like- (pause) Okay I was minding my business.

laughs on the back

Nightwing: Uh-huh.

Redhood: I go to this store. To buy a getorade

Red Robin: Why didn't you took the Helmet?

Redhood: wHy dIdn't yOu tOoK thE hElMeT. It was a busy day okay?

Red Robin: Wow sorry- (giggling)

Redhood: Shut up.

Redhood: So I go to the store. And I forget that I was with the helmet– And a gun. (laugh on the back). And there's Like- Radio silence. And just look around, to every fucking terrified civilian and raise my arms, right? And go– "This... Is Not a robbery"

Nightwing (slams the table, laughing):"I'm just here to buy getorade"

Redhood: "I'm. just. here. to buy getorade". And I would you think that would work, yeah?

Spoiler: Yeah.

Red Robin: No.

Redhood: Fucking not. They immediately get out, like almost all of them. Running. And I'm like- Okay. That happens. But there's this lady– She's with the back turned from me. Probably with headphones- And This guy before running just nudges her on the arm. Right?

Redhood: And he goes "fucking Redhood is here". And she turns around. Look at my helmet dead in the eye. FUCKING CHECKS ME OUT.

Nightwing (Slamming his hand on the table): There's no fucking way–

Redhood: And go "Oh wow hey daddy".

Red Robin: "Hey DAdDY" (cackles).

Redhood: And I just- Getorade in hand.

Spoiler: Just wanting to buy some groceries.

Redhood: Just wanting to buy some groceries. I just look at her– And go "you have a lot o problems".

Signal: You think?

Nightwing: *Ugly laugh*

Redhood: And she just sights. And go "I know."

Red Robin: At leas she-

Spoiler: At leas she was self aware!

Redhood: Yeah.

Spoiler: Did you bought the getorade?

Redhood: I bought the getorade. At least.

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[batfambrainrotbeloved]

Memes based on The Drakes Spoiled Brat (part 3) (including a meme made by a reader!!)

I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO STACK IMAGES :DD

[random-generated-name]

Imagine one of the Batkids has a crush and their heart beats louder around their crush. Clark, who listens to the heartbeats of the entire BatFam, shows up in a panic believing something is terribly wrong

Dick about to ask out a girl for the first time

Superman showing up randomly and interrupting the moment: Dick!! I heard something was wrong!! Are you okay? Should I take you to the school nurse? Do you need the emergency room

Dick: … I’m fine

The moment is ruined and Dick wants to hide in embarrassment

Later that night Dick tells Bruce to keep a tighter leash on his Kryptonian boyfriend. He refuses to elaborate

Worked with Nezumichan16 on this idea

[rainnyydaysworld]

Dick: What, I can’t be in a bad mood? It’s like people think, “Oh, Dick is such a nice person, Dick is so happy-go-lucky! Dick can’t be in a bad mood!” Well, you know what? Dick CAN be in a bad mood. And right now, Dick IS be in a bad mood.

[imtiredthatsalligot]

F Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night/ New Titans #55/ I.B. Vyache Conversations over Sanguinacchio/ Tales of the Teen Titans #50/ Unknown/ Grayson #9/ Fleabag Episode 2.6/ Outsiders #8/ Hera Lindsay Bird, Mirror Traps/ Robin and Batman #3/The Amazing Devil, Farewell Wanderlust/ Batman Year 3/ Natalie Wee, Our Bodies and Other Fine Machines/ Preludes to the Wedding Nightwing vs Hush  

[ghost-bxrd]

—————-

“If you got this far and I didn’t pick up I’m probably dead or don’t wanna talk to you. You can leave a message but I probably won’t call back. If you’re Dick: Fuck you, Big Bird. Jason out.”

Tim breathes a quiet laugh, hand shaking where it’s gripping the rusty fire escape too hard.

Tonight’s the end. He can’t back out. Batman will be here any moment now.

“Hey Jason,” he starts, stops, bites his lip nervously when a stray cat topples an empty can of tuna, “I just— Wow ok, this is weird. But I want you to know that I’ll fix this.”

Unless he gets killed first. That’s always a valid concern when you’re jumping into fights with a black sweater and a ski mask covering the lower half of your face. But Batman had steadfastly ignored his petition to become Robin, so Tim’s hands are a bit tied here. You can’t just order kevlar and armor online.

Which sucks, by the way.

“I don’t know how yet,” he admits, thinking back on the increasing number of petty thugs ending up permanently disabled during the past three months. And the increasing number of times Batman kept going despite receiving serious injuries himself. “But I promise I’ll do it. For Gotham. For you.”

A commotion at the mouth of the alley makes Tim’s head fly up and he squints through the gloom as a group of rowdy looking figures saunters inside.

He ducks down quickly, breathing through his nose. His stomach feels like it’s having a fantastic tea time with a swarm of buzzing bees.

Ok. Any second now.

“I- I’ll keep you updated,” he whispers, finger already hovering over the end-call button in preparation before he hesitates.

“Thank you for being my Robin,” he adds, grimacing at the way his voice wobbles, “I wish you were still here.”

He almost smashes the phone in his haste to shut it off, shoving the mortification he feels deep, deep down. But it’s not like anybody is ever going to hear this, anyway. And it does feel good to finally have gotten this off his chest.

A shadow drops down from above to alarmed shouts and strangled cries that quickly morph into pained groans, and Tim has a split second to fight the instinctive “flight” response he’d honed over years of taking pictures of Batman and Robin before he grits his teeth and vaults over the railing of the fire escape, dropping to the ground right behind Batman with a chipper, “Hey, need a hand?”