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So i recently got my hands one the game and... YEAH
#fire emblem#fe10#radiant dawn#fire emblem radiant dawn#wild babels#wildsc art#currently im on chapter 13 part 3#i think but at last ike team gets funding
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Fragile Stability
Summary: Very few things could make Dick this scared, but patching up his younger sister is one of them . (Nightwing x batsis!reader)
Word Count: 1.6K
Notes: Back with Nightwing and part of this got deleted but I cannot remember where so it mustn't be that important. (On that note: I might redo and reuse this concept for some of my other works in the future with different characters, or try again if I remember what I wanted to add). Warning for blood and mentions of needles, I don't think there's any language warnings. Enjoy! xx
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"Stay with me birdie, please stay with me." Dick grits out, feet thudding against the pavement. It had been a while since Dick had needed to outrun a villain, normally grappling away and flipping over the rooftops like he had been made for it.
Except this time, he had you in his arms, tears streaked down your face as you sob at every rough jostle. "It's okay, I'm getting you to safety, just hold on. Just a little longer, sweetheart." he panted, eyes scanning for the entrance to the nearby safehouse. If he just took a few more turns and twists he could make it, getting well out of range of Black Mask's men. When he found it, he veered heavily, slipping into the abandoned warehouse and pulling the sliding door shut.
"Nightwing, reporting in." He says tensely, activating his commlink the moment he deems it safe enough. It crackles to life, the rough voice of Batman replying.
"Copy Nightwing, report."
"Birdie's been hit." he pants out, manoeuvring to the third to last shipping container at the back. punching in the code with bloodstained fingers, he frees the lock that hisses open, pulling the doors open.
"Their status?" Batman's voice grunts, but even Dick could tell the hint of panic that sat underneath. He unloops your arms from around his neck, stepping into the hidden field surgery set up. A weak LED strip light flickers on above, casting shadows over the walls as he lays you into the surgery chair. There's very little else, a few rolling drawers of medical equipment, a fridge in the back with more supplies.
"Not good." he replies, sitting on the stool beside the chair and dragging a set of drawers closer to him. "She's-she's bleeding badly. Puncture through the thigh from the explosion, a piece of rebar." he swallows thickly, mind replaying the horrid sound of your screaming filling the air once his ears had stopped ringing. "Another in the shoulder, serrated stab wound."
His hands shake as he presses on the puncture on your upper thigh, making you scream out. He winces seeing the way your face is scrunched up, fat tears rolling down your cheeks. "I'm sorry birdie, I'm so sorry." he murmurs, heart twisting painfully.
"We're sending help to your location. Red Robin is headed there now with the car, get her stable in the meantime. We'll prep the ward immediately."
Dick's head felt light, darkness floating at the edges of his sight. He swallowed, cold sweat beading at his hairline. "We…we were ambushed by Black Mask's men. This was a set up, they were ready. They're still nearby, if they find here-"
"We'll worry about the Mask." Batman cuts him off. "You know your job, keep her stable."
"We?" Dick replies, voice closing up more and more.
"Red Hood and Myself are going to pursue Black Mask. Spoiler and Robin are going to take out the rest of the men from the hideout."
Dick swallows, blinking rapidly. "I-It was just supposed to be a minor drug bust." he manages to get out. "Just get the Mask, send more people here not out there-"
"Everyone has their orders."
The tone of Batman is cold and hard, making the words Dick wants to say die on his tongue momentarily. He hesitates before speaking again. "Why are you sending everyone?" There's a small silence, before Batman's voice crackles back over the line.
"I didn't. They left before I could say anything. Now stabilise them."
Dick's well aware of the warmth on the underside of his palm, seeping into the material of his suit. His non bloodied hand comes up to stroke your face gently, wiping away the tears coming from your puffy eyes. "It hurts Nightwing," you say, voice choked with a sob. "It burns."
His heart wrenches and he nods. "Yeah, yeah its gonna burn birdie." he says. "I'm…I'm gonna make it burn a bit more, okay?" he offers you a weak, apologetic smile, hands shaking as he goes for the first drawer, pulling out a surgical needle and sutures. "We need to close it, I need to stop the bleeding." he chokes out, tears burning at his eyes as your hand grips his wrist, hearing you whine as you try to pull his hand away from the uncomfortable pressure. He folds his hand over yours, making your hand press on the wound instead. "Hold down on this." he instructs softly. "I'm going to go get something from the fridge. Nice and tight, there we go." he murmurs, getting up from beside you to hurry for the fridge.
Pulling it open he rummages around, cursing under his breath as he doesn't find what he needs and pressing his earpiece to contact Tim to bring it. He comes back to your side, face lined and worried. "Okay, bad news, sweetheart." he says, grimacing. "I don't have anything to take the edge off. We've got no painkillers left." your eyes look up at him, glossy and scared.
"It hurts Nightwing." you cry, voice trembling. "It hurts, please don't make it hurt more."
He tries to ignore the heartbreaking gaze you send him, leaning over you to tie a bandage tightly around your stabbed shoulder. You cry out, body bucking upwards. Thankfully the stab seemed to be less urgent, the knife doing less damage than it could have with the serrated edge. He searches around a little more, a flat, wooden utensil set up by the sink.
"Bite this." He says softly, coming to your side once more and slotting it in between your teeth. He hates the way that your eyes look up at him all glassy, brimming with unshed tears. You shake your head, making him bring his hands up to cradle your face. "Hey, hey sweetheart, shhhh. shhh..." he tries to soothe, your chest beginning to tremor with muffled sobs. He plasters a fake smile onto his face, hoping that you can't see his teeth clenched tight.
He sits on the stool next to you, moving your hand over the thigh wound so he can look at it. His hands feel numb seeing how much blood you've lost, and he has to snap himself back into it. He peels off his gloves, shake in his fingers now prominent as he grabs tweezers and the sutures.
Stabilise you. That's all he has to do. Till he can get you back to the infirmary.
Despite the steady breaths he takes to calm himself, they're ripped from his throat the second the needle pierces your skin. The wooden spatula falls from your mouth as your mouth splits impossibly wide, eyes scrunched up as you scream. He has to lean over you, forearms keeping you pressed to the chair while he desperately pleads for you to stay still. He can see how much it burns, the way you hiccup after every breathless sob. He hates it, hating how after each pull of the suture through your skin your face ripples with pain. Each stitch he makes stabs at his heart.
It was supposed to be simple.
He grits his teeth, trying to not let himself cry. This was supposed to be an easy mission, it was your first after all. Sure, Bruce was hesitant to let his daughter run around in a costume fighting bad guys. He had wanted you, his unspoken favourite, to live a peaceful life. However, when you expressed interest in the night life, Dick had vouched for you. He offered to be the one to take you out on your first mission, spent countless hours with Bruce in the cave training you. You were meant to come home with scrapes on your knees and a rip in your suit. Not here in a dingy downtown shipping container having a needle shoved through your skin repeatedly.
This was his fault.
Your screams ring so loud in his head that he forgets what the sound of your laugh is like, the irritated huffs you make when you and Tim discuss entrance exams. "D-Dickie..." you sob weakly, hand pushing lightly against his. "Di-Dickie. St-stop…please. Puh-please stop…" you sob, a wispy sound as your eyes scrunch up again. He doesn’t care that you called him by his real name. After all, it was Dick Grayson that had failed you as an older brother. Not Nightwing.
His vision tunnels as he continues to stitch despite your whimpers and sobs, hands shaking so badly it takes him twice as long as he expects to even get halfway. Right now, you weren't just the next Batgirl. You weren't just another spandex clad orphan standing next to Bruce. Right now you were his little sister, the same one he'd spend movie nights with and let hide in his room to cool off when you were mad at Bruce.
When he finally finishes and ties it off, the tools clatter from his hands. He leans forward on to his knees, breath struggling to make it into his lungs. He felt lightheaded, everything feeling like it was burning. His hand managed to feel for your limp one, thumb sliding over your wrist to feel your slow pulse. His other hand pinched the domino mask from his face, letting it clatter to the floor as he wiped his eyes. he didn't even pay attention to the calling of Red Robin through the com, letting him know that he was pulling up right outside. He let himself take a few shaky sobs, fingers digging the tears from his eyes and splattering onto the discarded mask under him.
He wasn’t Nightwing right now.
He was Dick Grayson, the older brother who put you on death's door.
#messenger of babel#angstober 2024#fanfic#angstober24#dc comics#angstober#dc fanfic#dc x reader#dc#angst#nightwing#nightwing fanficiton#nightwing angst#batfam#batfamily#nightwing fanfiction#nightwing x reader#nightwing dc#nightwing x you#dc nightwing#dick grayson x you#dick grayson#dick grayson angst#dick grayson x reader#day 13#richard grayson#richard grayson x reader#its so wild calling him Richard lmao
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༊*·˚ — 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝟻-𝟺-𝟹-𝟸-𝟷 𝚝𝚊𝚐
✧ — five books i love
the invisible life of addie larue - v.e. schwab
the seven husbands of evelyn hugo - taylor jenkins reid
yellowface - r.f. kuang
piranesi - susanna clarke
paper moon - rehana munir
✧ — four books on my tbr
the cinnamon bun book store - laurie gilmore
butter - asako yuzuki (translated by polly barton)
just kids - patti smith
the picture of dorian gray - oscar wilde
✧ — three books i recommend
babel - r.f. kuang
loveless - alice oseman
blue sisters - coco mellors
✧ — two books i've read recently
intermezzo - sally rooney
in the dream house - carmen maria machado
✧ — one book i'm currently reading
the pumpkin spice café - laurie gilmore
#sorry for the thousand tags i need to find things on my blog some way#54321#the 5-4-3-2-1 tag#54321 tag#543231 challenge#bookblr#books and reading#books#booklr#dark academia#reading#book aesthetic#the invisible life of addie larue#ve schwab#the seven husbands of evelyn hugo#taylor jenkins reid#yellowface#rf kuang#piranesi#susanna clarke#paper moon#rehana munir#the cinnamon bun book store#laurie gilmore#butter asako yuzuki#just kids#patti smith#the picture of dorian gray#oscar wilde#babel an arcane history
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And 'The Worst Found Family Ever' award goes to...the Stews! -
#I'm really pushing the style I don't want to hear it lol#having so much fun with these guys again im so hyped#weevmo#corduroy stew#nimrod stew#bailey stew#wb stew#TECHNICALLY a found family#Bailey 'I can't make friends with humans so I made my own puppet friends and family' Stew#oc#dahlia#lulu stew#Dahlia 'get me out of this hell'#Take wild WILD guess why WB and Bailey are he only ones smiling lol#dahlia babel
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#finished manifold garden tonight ouuuuugghghgghh it was so Very good. yes👍YES👍yeahyeahyeahyeah#i luv u exploring endlessly stretching impossible spaces. i luv u mandelbulbs and twisty fractals. i luv u thrumming synthy music#man it was so tasty. end of the game was giving me fearful..cosmic dread? i havent felt since outer wilds. just THROWIN urself off#like. these are colours these are twisting colours. why are u slumping down the couch ever so slightly with a chill down ur arms#fucking wonka boat tunnel dmt trip nightmare of a colour sure. sure yeah. and it was AWESOME awesome ending. TOTAL collapse#fun puzzles. throwin urself and free falling through a level never got old. loved snappin the gravity round. nada motion sickness✅️Score✅️#playing manifold garden: this is just like jacob gellers shape of infinity video.......#couldnt stop thinkin abt him describing the airborne funerals given in the library of babel#the body falling eternally never hitting the ground thats CRAZY THAAAAAAAAAAAAATS. i would like to read it. im gonna read it#jacob geller u have not led me astray yet on video game recs. manifold garden! MANIFOLD GARDEN!!!!!!!!!!#great ost yeaaaassirr. just really liked it so i did oohheeeeooo :] :D yeahboshdone#manifold garden#structure tag#chewtoy
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I did a thing
check out this blog post!
#dark academia#dark academia aesthetic#dark academia books#todd and neil#anderperry#dead poets society#if we were villains#iwwv#oliver x james#fraternity#literature#the secret history#richard papen#babel#poetry#oscar wilde#queer coded literature#rf kuang#neil perry#john keating#todd anderson#oliver marks
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911 will be like “let’s hit LA with a tsunami when it’s geographically impossible but never do wild fires.”
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I guess you could call this clear
an Ambusher SWEEP
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#arknights#arknights babel#bb-ex-8#kirara was actually crucial to this clear but it's simply too complex a strategy to explain trust me#wild mane on the other hand is there because I like the funny horse :)#Youtube
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good thing about my tbr slowly growing to 100 books again is that i’ve found so many interesting books i’m excited to read!
the bad thing is choosing the next book to read 😭
#i’m still waiting on the hunger of the gods / sword of kaigen / emily wilde’s encyclopaedia of faeries#all of which i’m SO excited to read#so i can either read one of the sanderson secret projects (only read tress) while i wait#or the goblin emperor / babel / iron gold#i’m leaning more towards a standalone though since i’ll want to read the rest of red rising all at once#book tag#makilah.txt
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wait im being so real right now do english people really say schedule like that. like the way im saying it out loud right now do you guys really say like oh hey what’s your schedule today and you say it like that??? and you say it w a straight face like you say it like .. schedule .. shedule .. hahahaha ok sorry that’s funny
#if this offends you. relax. im literally american you can make fun of me back#starting w the amt of x i said like in this post#babel audiobook has me giggling so much over it like maybe this guy is just v posh and says it like that? do you all say it like that pls#say yes hahahah don’t think ive ever heard a british person say schedule out in the wild before. incredible#also i keep trying to say it out loud and i like physically cannot? why is that so hard to me it’s just a sh instead of sc but im in my#head about it now. this is grueling.
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Temporarily forget any languages you speak and become fluent in an equal amount of others
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reading a horror book that full has my heart beat THUNDDRING in my ears ah!!!!!!! i wanted to read it during my infusion tomorrow but they do heart rate tests and this will NOT fly
#IM HAVING SO MUCH FUN HE DREAMED HE CAUGHT A FISH AND REELED IT IN AND IT WAS HIS DEAD WIFE WITH FISH EYES !!!!!!!#LIKE THATS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT !!!!!! THATS HORROR BABY THATS WHAT I WANNA BE READING !!!!#and it was that moment when ur reading and. theres only onepossible thing that can happen. even though its so unhinged. and other media has#let you down. time and time again.#'theres no way its going to be his wife hooked by her top lip midway transformed into a fish. i wish it was.' and then it IS!!!!!!! AND THEN#HER SKIN COMES OFF!!!!!!!! AND THE CROWD GOES WILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i feel like this book just yes and-ed my horror daydreams#and i loveeeee how 'jaws' paced it is like#slow establishing full of past tense dread filled narration about how thisonw guy WILL die and it will be horrific. no i wont give you more#detail yet.#like. im eating it up feeling it in my heart and soul ready to read more but not during my iv infusion tomorrow i guess :/#i will read babel instead bc that one is also just SO good#reading tag
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need her right now
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YES, archie is also dying from his disease, but… well, 36 is pretty young, but he’s at least made it three decades, yk? then he finds out chrysi is only 26, she’s also dying from her illness, and from the looks of it, she’s barreling towards death. a year, maybe? two? and it’s not right. no, archie isn’t old by any means, but……. he wishes he could’ve given some of his time to chrysi… given her a chance to live and be with her friends and her adoptive siblings. he squandered his ten years in the beds of women he didn’t care about, but he knows that if chrysi were given ten more years, she’d put it to good use.
#i mean i think in the books it’s implied that archie is also 26 but hmm. 36 jst feels archie to me 🖤#like of course he’d act immature at 26 BUT 36??? that fits w his character being so wild#memorie.txt#s.chrysiarchie#okay brain hurty and i want to sleep <3 i think i’ll read memory of babel though for the archie crumbs at the beginning#and then storm of echoes for the wasting disease reveal!! yay he’s dying!!!!
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i've just watched tbosas and i feel like i could make an alt version of this but with light, lelouch, liam, rin, and coriolanus
same character different fonts in my eyes
#with different axes though#if we throw in coriolanus into the mix then robin doesn't really fit here anymore lmao#robin's only crime was not knowing what to do for a few years + being passively suicidal#besides if you don't count the people who died with him in the tower of babel his kill count is low compared to everyone else here 💀#lelouch and liam are way more based here than everyone else here but yk. they still killed an absurd amount of people lol#also the thing that separates lelouch + liam + robin vs. light + coriolanus is that the former group were fighting for the oppressed#vs. light and coriolanus who ultimately upheld the status quo#rin is a strange case because she was the lowest of the low and while she did her best to protect nikan in her own way#her loyalties switched so often and so she never really had a specific ideology she stood with#and during the earlier parts of tpw she just allied with whoever she felt she could protect her#and she never really had a grand scheme for 'the greater good' unlike most people here#she was always more of a weapon pulled along by all sorts of powers and tricks of fate rather than an autonomous mastermind#you could argue she doesn't fit here but in my heart she does#rin is a really strange case because she did a lot of fucked up things but also. the circumstances. she's almost blameless#but if rin was blameless that means everyone in tpw was blameless#and that has some wild thematic implications that don't have room here#anyway
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so my business manger has a chaotic desk and i’ve been cleaning the office for dust the past week and the lead tech asked if i would clean my managers desk and i said i was tempted to straighten it up slightly to mess with her and she said she’d help me and wouldn’t tell on me 😭
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