#tim drake & dickgrayson

[bianc0re]

Robins

Also announcing that due to high request (2 people asking) i've opened a print shop! Link

[ghurab-alzilal]

Damian: There's still one thing I don't understand...

Stephanie: Emotions?

Tim: Morality?

Dick: Bathing?

Bruce: All the above?

[damianwaynesutilitybelt]

Okay I don't dislike Wayne Family Adventurers, in my head I put in the same category as gag manga. (My hero academia smash. Fullmetal alchemist 4 panels. ) It's purposely out of character and meant to cause some quick emotional reaction to the readers.

The issue I have with it.

Is that people have taken it as canon, or refused to read canon cos 'canon is so dark and angsty and sad and they hate seeing the batfam fight all the time'

The batfam are not screaming and arguing every single comic, they regularly team up. I don't know what lies you've been hearing.

But what grinds my gears.

Is they want the characters without their story. I really don't want to sound like gatekeeper but you're missing out on the core of these characters and what makes them who they are and why they are who they are.

Also there's been this lie that DC lore is changing all the time. It's not? There's shifts and retcons but it's not something you can't follow or ask for clarification.

Also the - I want the fluff and no angst- back to the spitting in the face of the characters. I hate to sound like a gatekeeper but you cannot enjoy the batfams joy if you don't see their suffering. Let me explain. In Batman and robin "11 Bruce gets Damian a 9 month old Great Dane. To help Damian open up and bond with his son. Damian is immediately displeased with this creature and later hits him when his snout gets too close to (I believe a chess board- its been awhile) the entire Nobody arc happens and Damian and Bruce start to really understand how much the other wants to try to impress the other and how they do not know how to speak to each other and are both navigating this new life of living together as father and son. When Damian passes out he tells his father the name of the puppy - "Titus" . When their wounds heal weeks later Damian and Bruce are playing fetch outside the Wayne manor with Damian's puppy. A circle has met and Damian and Bruce are becoming father and son.

In WFA Bruce just gets a puppy from a shelter and goes here you go son. And Damian's happy

Now do you understand the point I'm making.

The batfamily are a 80year long story full of angst suffering pain growth. Their souls ripped apart and stitched back together. And you don't have to read every single comic. But to turn around and say ew I just want to read this out of character, incorrect. Stereotyped fanon lies instead of the actual real soul of their comics. It's rather upsetting

WFA isn't bad but canon is absolutely beautiful and saying you prefer WFA to canon just fucking hurts

[astralis01]

Tim Drake: You’re giving me a sticker? Dick Grayson: Not just a sticker. That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me-wow!” Tim Drake: I’m not a preschooler. Dick Grayson: Fine, I’ll take it back- Tim Drake: I earned this, back off!

[emptyjunior]

Comm art of the unhinged Vengaboys scene in Quiet Respite by Faeriekit

Peter Parker driving like hell with Cass and some batboys on the run.

Pete's trash car is Not coloured like the vengabus in the fic, that was an idea the commissioner thought would be funny and they were right

[samuraidan44]

Somewhere on an alternate earth...

[gevb-art]

Posting a WIP that I might never finish.

I thought it would be fun to give battison three kids at once because why not.

[cuthwyn]

Rookie Goon: I have discovered a way to bring the entire Batfamily to its knees!

Veteran Goon: I'm listening?

Rookie Goon: Once we bring down this system? The Bats will be so hopeless, move so slowly, we will destroy them in a single evening.

V.Goon: I'm actually liking every word you have just said.

R,Goon: We go after the coffee pots, sir. We attack the coffee pots directly.

V.Goon: ...

V.Goon: You want to cut the Bats off from their caffeine source?

R.Goon: Yeah? The Bats depend on caffeine. It would be a fatal blow to them!

V Goon: It would be a fatal blow to US! Caffeine is the one and only thing stopping the Bats from doing the most heinous things. You take their caffeine and they will come after our caffeine... and anything else that makes us feel good for 5 fucking seconds!!!!

R Goon: *Tearing up* They wouldn't do that. Would they?

[magickhajiit]

Boy Wonder No More

Chapter 1

Summary-

Tim Drake has been Robin for years. Its a secret he holds close to his chest. Unfortuanatly for him the truth has a way of revealing itself in the worst moments. And Amanda 'The Wall' Waller has decided Batman's proteges, the Boy Wonder and Nightwing, have more use under her thumb than they do out flying through the dark streets of Gotham.

---------- Also known as Tim Drake and Dick Grayson join the Suicide Squad.

Rating - T

Chalk lines jumble together as Tim slumps at his desk, Shakespeare’s words melt into white noise as he watches the clock, its arms moving with the urgency of a pensioner counting their coins at a store checkout. Either three minutes or three hours ago the clock had struck two. Giving him ninety minutes till the bell screeches in the hall and about four hundred and eighty minutes till he’s flying through the dark streets of Gotham.

When the professor’s clipped voice stops Tim buries his head into his book, his bangs blocking his view of the clock and his pencil teasing the edge of the blank page. The bite of a lead pencil into his skin keeps his eyes from drooping further as he nipples at his inside cheek.

Only a few years separate his teacher and her students, a fact that she compensates for a no-nonsense attitude and a severe bun. Mrs Miller is a newly Wed who just moved from the state of Nevada after studying for three years. Her father’s a big-time banker, with connections in New York, giving her first access to a faculty spot in Gotham State Academy. According to a mixture of private emails and transfer papers courtesy of the Bat Computer. Not that Tim is meant to look, but some stalker-like habits are harder to drop than others.

‘’Timothy Drake.’’ With her non-vigilante background in mind, Tim mentally kicks himself when he starts at the sound of his name. She’s managed to sneak behind him, so close he can see how her chalk-stained fingers have smudged a hint of green onto her dark skin. Hopefully, she rubs it off before her four PM meeting.

‘’Uh- Yes.’’ Subconsciously, Tim splays a hand over his empty page.

Her green eyes don’t flick downward, focusing over his shoulder, ‘’As I just stated these gentlemen are here to see you.’’

Unease running through him Tim follows her gaze, landing on the men in the door. Both are wearing pressed black slacks and ties, their eyes shielded by black glasses. Hints of grey have started to invade the hair of the first man. The second stands inches behind him, looking like he wanted to barge into the room first but was foiled. His form is almost satirical in its stature, the empty doorway space left by the first agent has been consumed by the second. ‘’Right. Sorry.’’ When Tim stuffs his work into his backpack no one speaks up to correct his assumption. The gaze of his classmates burns a hole through his blazer as he walks to meet them, the door closing in his wake.

Despite a warning bell blaring in his mind, he plasters on his best Timothy Drake smile when he asks, ‘’Can I ask what this is about.’’

‘’We need you to come with us, son.’’ The older man speaks first his speckled military-style moustache wiggles as he talks.

‘’Not until I know what this is about.’’ Deep in his pockets, his hand tightened to fists, nails embedding. He pushes a joke past his lips, its intent to disarm. ‘’My parents did warn me about stranger danger after all’’

Moustache man cracks a grin and for a split second, Tim thinks he’s won. ‘’If you tweet any louder than that you might cause a scene. And that’s not going to end well for any of us. Capesh.’’ When the second guy opens his mouth Tim can hear a slight whistle, and when he sneers he flashes empty gums and sparse teeth.

Tweeting. Maybe it's a coincidence. Maybe not. ‘’Sorry. I didn’t mean any disrespect I’m just curious.’’ Placatingly Tim raises his hands, taking note of the flintch that crosses the men’s faces.

‘’Curiosity killed the cat you know.’’ The hand that lands on his shoulder propels his body down the corridor, his fingers embedding marks that will likely blossom into bruises before the next sunrise. Just as Tim’s thanking God third period hadn’t yet finished the boy shuffles around the corner, his gaze locked onto the device clutched in his hand. With a teenage sixth sense, he knows to glance up moments before collision. His eyes widen like saucers as he takes sight of Tim.

‘’So it's true.’’ Tim thinks he might take double math with the boy but he’s not too sure. Before he can question and feed that voice in his head warning him the phone plucked out of the boy’s hand, earphones trailing behind, and crushed beneath the heel of a recently polished office shoe. ‘’ Hey. You can’t do that. I have rights.’’

The meaty hand that propels him forward is quickly replaced by a grip on the back of his neck, the pressure almost reassuring. ‘’Stay Calm and don’t struggle. You don’t need to make this any worse.’’ The older man guides him faster down the hall, but not before he sees the giant agent lift the boy a few inches from the floor, held aloft by the lapels of his own blazer. Robin knows at least a few dozen ways to untangle himself from the hold, another dozen ways to drop the agents and be out of the building before their bodies hit the ground. Timothy Drake however knows none.

Bright rays of sun leave him blinded for a moment when they burst through the front doors and only by habit does he manage the following steps without tumbling. Already he knew not to expect to be led to the principal’s office. Whatever this was, was bigger than a detention. Still, the black special ops van that’s rolled up to the school’s front doors is a surprise, as are the armed men surrounding it. ‘’Wait there’s been a mistake.’’ One hand dives into his pocket, digging around he presses the help button moments before his hands are wrenched behind his back.

‘’Sure there has.’’ Gum Guy was back, now forcing him forward into the awaiting open doors of the van. Two armed guards are already occupying the space within, not reacting even as Tim is forced to his knees between them. The chains that are resting on the van’s floor are quickly wrapped around his wrists, keeping his hands at the same level as his knees. As he’s trussed up he puts up a token protest at best, still hoping there is still a secret identity he's protecting. Though he takes satisfaction at hearing a grunt as he stabs backward with a sharp elbow, hitting a softness that promises a stomach hit. ‘’I hope I didn’t ruffle your feathers too much today, birdy boy.’’ The van’s doors slam closed as Tim’s throat runs dry.

[thewanderingconstellation]

Kid version of the Wayne brothers :>

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[damiloveacc]

Hi, I just posted the first chapter of my new birdflash fic (a no capes AU) and I’m really excited to share it with you all! The entire fic is already finished, so I’ll be updating regularly. I can’t wait for you guys to see how it unfolds!

Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, The Flash (Comics), Nightwing (Comics) Relationships: Dick Grayson/Wally West, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson, Bart Allen & Wally West, Bart Allen & Tim Drake Characters: Wally West, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake (DCU), Bart Allen, Original Characters Additional Tags: Wally West-centric, Mutual Pining, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson is a Ray of Sunshine, First Meetings, Fluff, Alternate Universe - No Capes, Bisexual Disaster Wally West, Alternate Universe - Age Changes, Romani Dick Grayson, Kid Tim Drake (DCU), Baby Damian Wayne Series: Part 1 of All roads lead to you Summary:

"So, you didn’t tell me which one’s your brother,” he said, raising an eyebrow at Wally.

“Oh, Bart. The little one with the red hair,” Wally said, pointing over his shoulder. “He’s not my brother, though.”

Dick turned around to look, squinting to pick Bart out from the other kids. Wally felt the need to clarify. “People say he’s like a mini-me. You can't miss him."

Dick grinned when he spotted Bart. “Yeah, I can see it. You guys look a lot alike. Your son’s really cute.”

Wally blinked, feeling like he’d misheard. “Uh…my son?”

Wally reluctantly agrees to chaperone Bart’s class, expecting a tiring day, until he meets the other chaperone. One ridiculously attractive Dick Grayson.

[ghurab-alzilal]

Damian: I'm very generous! Remember that time I gave all that blood?

Dick: That was Tim's blood!

Damian: Trifles...

Dick: We had to take him to the hospital for a transfusion!!

Damian: Exactly! The selfish one is Drake for claiming the blood back.

[damianwaynesutilitybelt]

Tim: Hey Dick you doing okay?

Dick: Yeah I'm fine why?

Tim: that feels like a lie

Dick: I'm not lying

Tim: On a scale of 1- 10 how much do you want to die today

Dick: 4

Tim: you really are in a good mood

[ravendraculina]

Day 18: imposter

Tim Drake felt a lot of imposter syndrome as Robin yet can’t help but feel drawn to the role despite it.

[timmersthetimbo]

Ik I haven’t posted on here in like yrs, but I made a new Tim Drake-centric fic. It’s a crossover with Naruto. So here’s the link if ya’ll are interested!!

[webshootersandwingdings]

Batman Gotham Knights Gilded City (2022) #6