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sergeant-angels-trashcan · 4 months

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if you have not seen discowing era dick… you need to. you may rethink the fashion stance lmao 😂 just imagine kate giving him shit for that, which he of course will defend by going after the Infamous Hip Holes

also while he has been a cop (ugh) dick really just picks a career and magically gets it???? like epitome of a nepo baby, bruce just buys him jobs I am CONVINCED. he’s been a social worker, a museum curator, a cop, he owned a crossfit studio (if you see babs on the yoga mat upstairs in GK, it’s a nod to that!), and depending on canon he has a law degree????

and riffing off of that degree… nightwing vs. daredevil rivalry WHEN. they are parkour badasses. they’re street level heroes who are just regular guys. they have fantastic asses. dick you cannot also have a law degree you CANNOT TAKE MATT’S ONE THING— my running joke is that if dick shows up and he’s better than matt at everything, matt might have a Small Existential Crisis

xoxo dickate anon 🩵💜

oh i KNEW about discowing when i called him a fashion boi. I did not specify it was good fashion. nightwing is that one tiktok. "I don't dress for men, I dress for little girls (children?) who have been told at some point in their lives that this is not a fashion show, and for old women drunk on their porch."

also nepo baby dick is hiLArious considering that I have been thinking all day about how in a separate-universes world, everyone in Kate's world thinks he's a golddigger. The tabloids and gossip mags are so confused??? He's a stay at home boyfriend? He literally doesn't have a job. He basically doesn't even exist. Kate's always saying he's home visiting his family, or traveling. Is he a spy? Does he do crime? He didn't know who Captain America was, he's just a himbo. He absolutely could not be a spy. Dick LOVES this, I feel like. It's much funnier when people think that about him than when they think that about Kate (which is what happens when she goes to his universe)

There's a post from forever ago about someone who's supervisor called their partner "Boytoy" at work, like, exclusively. And the guy knew and was fine with it, but anyway he came in one day and the op went "Mr. Toy, I presume?" and he went "The very one." This is very much Dick and Kate. also somehow he meets Anthony Bourdain, and this is a Good Timeline where he's still alive and Dick winds up traveling with him for a few episodes? That would be a fun dichotomy

Kate turns her back for five seconds and Clint and Dick have gone undercover at a circus. Kate expected this from Clint, but Dick knows better. Which prompts Dick explaining that CLINT is the brains of the operation, not Dick, he's the beauty, and Clint getting mad because HE'S the beauty, and Kate just sighs. Clearly neither of you are the brains.

Dick loves that there are no expectations of him in Kate's universe. It's like a vacation. He gets to be a himbo here. There's absolutely a pic of them on insta that he captioned "this barbie is an Avenger. He's just ken" and he will not HEAR Kate's arguments about how technically by Barbie/Ken rules he is also a Barbie. Dick pouts and is like I AM KENOUGH.

All of this leads to a mostly funny conception the Avengers have of Dick. They know he's Nightwing, he doesn't really need a secret identity here, but they don't...get it. He's bouncy and casual because he's still watching Kate's teams, figuring out how best to support, and he doesn't want to step on Kate's toes by accidentally being Too In Charge. So there's this idea that he really IS a himbo until Kate gets injured or captured. If she gets injured on a mission he's on? Look. It clears things up right away. He will absolutely rip apart whatever faction or organization caused that to happen with his bare hands. And God for-fucking-bid he encounters the actual individual responsible for harming her. I'm not saying someone's getting kicked off of a roof but, someone is moving from the roof to the sidewalk in the most expedient way possible.

This is also funny because it makes very clear how different their preferred fighting styles are, because Kate picked A VERY DEFENSIBLE POSITION, please stop worrying, Dick. And she's right! It is! IF YOUR PREFERRED WEAPON IS RANGED.

Now Dick is standing over his mostly unconscious girlfriend who looks like her face got scraped against the ground (because it did), preparing to defend them from all sides. fucking snipers.

It also leads to a fun moment where Kate can't lead. Eli isn't there, so normally command of the team would slide into Cap's purview (if cap and whoever his second is are down, Avengers command would slide over to Kate) so Cap is getting ready to start giving the YA some orders and Dick, not even THINKING about it, just kind of assumes command of the young Avengers and NONE OF THEM QUESTION IT???? He doesn't lead like Kate. He doesn't give orders like Kate, he doesn't even sound like Kate, with cadence or whatever. But there's something that is just kate like enough that her team is like yep this is correct. (The same thing will happen in reverse with the titans) After that the Avengers stop roasting him behind Kate's back.

Also, THE HIP HOLES. look. We need to admit that Kate, canonically, does not have great taste in her avengering uniform. Why did she choose this look? why is she so attached to it?

Like if Kate has the audacity to genuinely criticize discowing?? If for some reason she's wearing a different costume or they got tossed into Gotham in their civvies, her team will absolutely throw her under the bus in order to get brownie points with the batkids.

You can't talk about the deep vee when you had YOUR ENTIRE ABDOMEN OUT BABE. Nothing! Not even a tissue! The body confidence is great Kate but seriously how did you not die. (he's into the scarf, though)

And if Kate actually wears the hip holes? Dick is poking at her trying to figure out if they're actually holes? Is there mesh there? Is it flesh toned fabric? No?? It's actually holes? This man is going to stick his hand in one just to see because what the fuck, Kate, and Kate's going to be like. Dick. Dickie. Nightwing. Your hand is under my costume. Do you realize where your hand is.

Is THAT what it's for?!?!? Dick is now seeing how far he can get his hand. The small of her back? Her other hip? Their friends are scREAMing. Guys? Could you do this some other time?? Like maybe when we're NOT ON FUCKING PATROL?????

anyway now Dick is wondering how far he can actually get his hand inside her uniform and he WASN'T thinking about it Like That before but he sure is now

#kate bishop #hawkeye #dick grayson #nightwing #clint barton #dickate brainrot anon #dc brainrot #kate bishop's boyfriends #dick has so many 'not now boner' moments in the early days of their relationship #if they're having a slow night or a rough night #dick will absolutely use the hip holes to finger kate on the roofs of prominent gotham buildings #and if he happens to stretch out her uniform just enough that it's not really practical to wear #well that's just a bonus. maybe now he can get her in some fucking body armor #this is already so long and i didn't even touch on lawyer!dick #ssorry i got sidetracked by dick and kate having kinks for each other in costume #the first time kate calls him nightwing in bed he loses his goddamn mind #haha i am fine and completely normal about them

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r3ynah · 3 months

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I Can be everything and anything, at once

A 27 years old Phantom was challenged to a bet, by his co-workers at the watchtower. Green lantern stated along with the the other heroes that If he could help every single one of them at least once in a month while not using any his powers and he also had to be physically and mentally there as he helps them. the cherry on top was that he needed to use his real identity instead of his ghost form in this mission.

If Phantom successfully conceals his civilian identity, while helping them, he gets to know everyone's deepest darkest secrets.

But if he loses, he must do everyone a favor and must keep it no matter how outrageous it is.

Ofcourse Phantom agreed, because he was no bitch, okay so maybe he is, he only accepts bets like this if he knows that'll he'll win. so yeah.

Besides, having no powers for this, is really a piece of cake, if you're a raging gender fluid that knows his way around makeup and can easily change the sound of his voice, to be honest the shapeshifting parts that he got from his powers are basically just add-ons.

Well what was he waiting for? afterall he needed all the blackmail he could get, not as Phantom but as Daniel James Fucking Fenton, this was an opportunity to go batshit crazy and he was absolutely stealing it.

The very first hero Danny approached to help was Wonder Woman, who thanked Danny who was now disguised as a woman wearing a long ass Red wig, and some clothes he "borrowed" from Jazz who just joked about Danny being her twin, and wished him luck.

"Thank you, young lady for your brave actions to help me." Wonder woman sincerely thanked the boy in disguise as she held both of Danny's hands as gratitude "may I ask the name of my savior? "

"My name's El, It's a pleasure to know you." Danny smiled a little wider.

The second was Flash, which Danny found completely amusing because of the way he helped the speedy hero, who tripped while patrolling around the city.

Danny who was now in a more gothic attire( thanks to Sam's help) caught the hero's wrist before he embarrassingly fell face first on the ground.

"You okay there sir?" Danny asked, as he kept a firm grip on the man's wrist to make sure he doesn't fall.

Meanwhile Flash who thought he was in those korea tv romance dramas only blue screened for a few seconds before finally get his shit together. "yeah- um- name's Flash, and you are?"

The hero tripped on his own words, making Danny amused as fuck. "James, it was nice to finally meet you"

Okay, about like three weeks in, and Danny managed to help almost everyone in the watchtower, and only a few more to go,( he didn't get why most of the heroes he helped either started to stutter or blue screen in their spot once they talk to him. like damn is this how all of you treat every civilian who interacts with you? that's just sad) but at this time, Dan and Elle found out, and were now demanding to join, with the excuse of basically being Danny but in alternate or clone form, which Danny had no choice but to give in, I mean he wasn't breaking any rules so technically this was alright.

Danny wanted to take a break so Dan took over this time.

currently Nightwing was observing the outside of the gala, Bruce was invited to, something about a bunch of drugs being hidden within the crowd, and was now being passed around.

He intently remained focused on his observation, while also keeping a conversation with Oracle and the others on the comms, he didn't realize that he was too far off the edge of the railing he was standing on, until he missed a step.

Nightwing would never admit that he let a quiet squeal to his siblings ever as he fell, he closed his eyes and braced for impact, he would never expect to fall into the arms of a man 3x bigger than him, he stared at the man, and the man stared at him. 'holy shit' Nightwing thought.

The man, chuckled making Nightwing internally scream. "When I wished for Desiree, to make someone from above to save me from this trash party, I didn't think it would be one of the birds of gotham, to come and fall for me let alone the handsome one."

Okay Nightwing was now full on red from blushing, he was put down gently by the man on the ground, before offering a handshake, once Nightwing accepted the handshake, Dan pulled the hand closer to his mouth then gave a quick peck on the back of the hand vigilante's hand. "My name's Dan Masters, it's a pleasure to meet you."

his siblings can eat dirt on how they were teasing Nightwing Right now, but this was fucking worth it.

And the last to have gotten help from Danny was John Constantine, Danny actually had a reason on why he saved John for last, and that's because John actually knows Danny's identity, so for this mission he asked the help of his daughter Elle.

Elle had helped John by fixing a ruined summoning circle, who also helped him negotiate with a demon, and somehow all day, Elle just stuck to Constatine's side, her explanation? 'He'll die without me' fair point John thought as he took the kid, to order ice cream and to hangout in the park.

"You know kid, you remind me of someone." Constantine stated while keeping his eyes on what's infront of him, which was just a bunch of trees.

Elle who sat next to him, still eating her Ice cream looked up at him and said. "Really?"

"Yeah like you two literally have the same aura and all just a little different, but I don't know who yet." He replied and ruffled the kid's hair. making the girl laugh.

"Hey John!" Danny greeted behind them, and then all the gears inside of Constantine's head began to work. he let out a groan as he realized the girl beside him was the clone of the man behind him, well he needed to kiss that secret of his goodbye. here on this spot right now or he'll die of embarrassment if he waited any longer.

"Danny, let's go on a date." Constantine stated, not facing the Man.

this comment made the Father and Daughter choke on literal air.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc #dc x dp crossover #dp x dc fanfic #dp x dc prompt #dpdc #danny is nonbinary #almost everyone atleast has feelings for civilian Danny #this was made while half asleep #Danny takes a selfie everytime he disguises #first failures #king con

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spacedace · 1 year

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So I've seen a lot of "Jazz works as a therapist at Arkam" in the dp x dc fandom, and while I like the concept, I also feel like Jazz would take one look at the place and immediately be like "what the absolute fuck" at just the everything of the place.

Like, she either nopes out after the tour during the interview or quits not too long afterward starting there, not because she can't take it but because she's so appalled by what's going on there and can smell the corruption rolling off the place and knows no one sent to there is ever actually going to get the help they need.

So Jazz decides to open a private practice instead while still being absolutely determined to work with the various rogues in the city, she is here to help and nothing is going to stop her.

So she just starts showing up at known hangouts of rogues and during their heists/schemes/sprees, and even fights between them and the batfam, just like

"Hi! It’s so nice to meet you! My name is Dr. Jasmine Fenton/Nightingale/whatever last name she’s using and I was hoping we could talk!"

Casually kicks a baterang away without looking because she's being polite and professional!

"I understand that your experience with therapy through Arkam has been nothing but atrocious and that you are rightfully -"

Kicks Batman away without breaking eye contact or a sweat.

"Suspicious of attempting therapy again, and Idon't want to force anything on you, therapy should be on your terms after the experiences you've had but -"

Grabs Robin out of the air as he leaps at the rogue she's talking to and tucks him under her arm, ignoring his feral hissing and all attempts to break her hold.

"-I really think that you'd find it beneficial, even if I'm not the right therapist for you."

The rogue in question is having the time of their life and takes Jazz's business card - and a few extra to pass around - not really intending to actually ever book a therapy appointment with her but way too entertained and excited to share this madness with everyone else.

But then one of the rogues actually looks up Jazz's website and sees all the various safe guards she’s put in place to ensure that any villians that come to her will be protected while seeing her - soundproof therapy room, regular sweeps for listening and tracking devices, the most insane firewalls and protections anyone has ever seen on her network, and ooh she provides snacks and drinks!

So someone finally books an appointment with her, half convinced she's either going to turn them in or is a villain herself intent to experiment on them, but then it’s actually really nice??? And they feel a lot better afterwards?? She doesn't even say anything to indicate that she wants them to stop being villains, she just wants them to be okay??

So more and more rogues start going to her, and Batman was already losing his mind about this woman before - Oracle can't hack her system?!? And her background check shows a totally normal Psychiatrist?? - but now half of Gotham's heavy hitters and a dozen or so other minor league villains are seeing her regularly and every time he tries to get info on any plans the rogues might be scheme via her office it fails utterly. Nightwing got knocked out with something called a creep stick and when he tried to break in himself to get answers she just appeared out of no where and gave him the most scathing lecture about doctor-patient confidentiality before bullying him off her property and threatening to sick her brother on him if he tried again?

And because she's become such a figure in the Gotham underworld, she gets the attention of Joker.

And everyone, rogues and Bats alike, are terrified that she’s going to try and take him on as a patient like she has so many other villains in the city and that's just a recipe for tragedy.

But then the Joker is on his way to the hospital with two broken legs and the fear of god beat into him babbling about eldritch nightmares and whenever anyone asks Jazz what happened she just shrugs and just says things like "I refused him as a patient, he's not my problem." Or "My brother doesn't like clowns." And just, does not elaborate.

Batman is losing his mind over it all. Jazz is just happy to be able to actually help the rogues. Arkam is less happy about how she absolutely destroys their reputation.

#dc x dp #danny phantom #jazz fenton #batman #jazz becomes Gotham's favorite Psychiatrist for villains #Tucker is the one keeping her network secure #and maybe starts a small hacking war with oracle #the Joker showed up trying to turn Jazz into the next Harley Quinn and ended up face to face with a visiting Danny #Harley eventually recovers enough herself to get her license back and joins Jazz's practice #she works with civilians though because of all the conflict of interest with everyone else #weirdly anytime she has a patient who is dealing with someone abusing them the abuser mysteriously disappears #oracle #batfam #eldritch danny

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mutable-manifestation · 4 months

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Ghost Chirps AU Part 3

Part 1 & 2

Around half past midnight, Jason is losing his patience.

They've been searching for hours and finding a whole lot of nothing, and statistics about the odds of finding kidnapping victims and the first 72 hours.

It's been almost 48 since he saw the kid and he's cursing himself for not doing more sooner.

Cameras are finding nothing, Signal is finding nothing, everyone is finding a whole lot of nothing.

And Jason...

Jason chirps.

He doesn't know if it'll help, but it's the only idea he's got. Even if it's a shallow chance. It's all he's got; he has to try.

And if Bruce decides that Jason being meta is the line? Then he'll cope.

He won't refuse to do something just because he's scared when his- when the kid's well being is on the line.

He won't be like Bruce, who'd let his killer walk free rather than do something about it because his feelings were somehow more important when Jason died.

He won't.

The first chirp yields nothing.

He does it again pushing to try and make it as loud as possible.

Again, nothing.

Again, he chirps, something in him certain that if he just keeps going it'll work. Somehow. But he's learned to trust his gut - or weird meta instincts?

And it works.

Because after the third chirp the kid chirps back.

Except.

The kid is not in Gotham.

He is very, very not in Gotham.

He chalks it up to his weird meta-bird instincts that he somehow just knows it came from somewhere hundreds of miles that-a-way.

Kidnapping is looking more likely given just how far the kid got, but now?

Now Jason has a way to find him.

He ignores Oracle asking about mask static in favor of hopping down from the balcony he'd paused on and heading back to the batbike - Bruce's paranoia meant it would have more than enough gas to take him as far as he needed to go and then some.

'And more than enough weapons to level a block, if needed,' he thinks viciously.

"Hood!" Oracle’s sharp voice shakes him from his thoughts.

"Found the kid," he shoots back, hoping to avoid the inevitable questioning.

Mixed exclamations of relief and confusion echoed over the radio.

"How!?" Nightwing cries. "I was literally right next to you! What did I miss!?"

"What are you, deaf?" he grumbles back irritably, uncomfortable. It'd be easier if they were, he thinks. Then he wouldn't have to explain.

"Does this have something to do with the static noise your helmet was producing previously? I had worried it was damaged," Oracle asks.

"Static?" Jason echoes, not slowing a bit - nearly to the bike.

"Oh yeah!" Nightwing says, as though she's making perfect sense.

'Ah,' he thinks, 'A shred of mercy in this vastly cruel existence.'

Aloud, he just says, "Yup. He's not in Gotham anymore, though, and I don't know how far he'll end up going or how long I'll be gone. Anyone who wants to come with can catch up, because I'm leaving now."

15 seconds later he's leaping onto the batbike and peeling out.

***

Jason doesn’t chirp again until he’s nearly to Illinois.

He wants to. He wants to chirp nonstop the moment he hears that first reply, wants to spend the whole hours-long drive listening to nothing but a litany of chirps that reassure him that his kid is alive alive alive.

He won’t risk it.

He doesn’t know where, exactly, the kid is. Doesn’t know if his family didn’t hear him because the chirps are only audible to him and the kid or if it was really due to a helmet malfunction covering for him.

But there is a chance that whoever has the kid can hear his chirps, so Jason won’t risk having him respond more than he absolutely has to in order to find him.

The next time, the kid answers back to the very first chirp, and Jason knows he’s heading in the right direction.

He gets turned around just once, overshooting and heaving to loop back, but he curses himself for it anyway - wasting precious time when the kid is going through who knows what.

Then he’s entering Amity Park: a nice place to live.

A nice place to die, for whoever it was that took his kid.

Several chirps later he’s in front of a school - of all things.

He doesn’t waste time doubting himself - kidnapping victims could be stashed anywhere - he storms in, batbike left idling at the base of the front steps.

Three chirps later he’s slamming through a door into a classroom. Full of kids. Taking a totally normal class - aside, of course, from Jason’s interruption.

One last exchange of chirps later and he finally lays eyes on his little shadow - who has the audacity to also look surprised, as if he wasn’t the one to lead him here in the first place.

Jason takes a moment to feel relieved, adrenaline beginning to crash before it revs back up with his indignation.

What happened to ‘goodbye!’ Who in their right mind would disappear from Gotham and not think that those left behind would assume they were kidnapped!? It’s Gotham!

Oh. Oh the child was in Gotham alone.

The child was in Gotham for a vacation.

Oh the child’s parents didn’t even realize he was gone? He’s worried about them putting him in an iron maiden!?

Jason’s eyes may be green, but oh, how his vision is red.

He barely hears the school’s alarm going off when he finally drives off-grounds, laser focused on following the road to the dot that’s popped up on his helmet just a few streets off, sending a curt thank-you to Oracle for saving him the effort of finding the kid’s address himself - she’s done him the courtesy of leaving everyone muted from his end, but he has little doubt they’ve all been listening to him. He’s only surprised she’s willing to condone the murder.

But then, of course she didn’t, he thinks as he pulls into a decently shadowed alley full of bats and birds. He’s torn between being touched that all of them came and being annoyed that he isn’t already in the process of murdering the kid’s parents.

“New Brother?” Orphan asks the moment the bike is off, head tilting in question from her dumpster-top perch.

A second, smaller sense of outrage bubbles up next to the first, and it is a testament to his impeccable self-control that his hand only twitches over his gun at the question.

Bruce - Batman - tries to say something, but before he can finish even just the first syllable Jason’s head is snapping around to glare hell at him, and a low, animalistic growl practically rips itself from his throat.

He can see the way everyone tenses - subtle to anyone else, but a glaring neon sign in Jason’s vision.

He curses himself for it; he asked them to be here. He specifically requested their help, and they gave it. The more of them there are involved, the faster they can help the kid into a safer environment.

But Jason came here to help the kid, not to offer him up as the next sacrifice in Batman’s long line of child soldiers.

“You wanna help? Great. Rule One: YOU,” he points at the bat for emphasis, “can’t adopt him.”

He chokes on whatever he was intending to say next at Orphan’s delighted clap and exclamation of “nephew!”

He wants to correct her, but… he doesn’t.

Crime Alley is no place to raise a kid; Jason knows that.

He knows it more than anyone, having spent his early years there and his most recent years trying to make it better. He knows that.

But h- the kid is a meta.

Looking at the facts: the kid is meta.

The kid is meta whose first concern with rule breaking is punishment via torture device.

The kid’s parents are neglectful enough that he spent over a week in Gotham and they never even noticed.

The kid went to Gotham to escape his home.

Whether his parents know that he is a meta or not, it is clear to Jason that the kid needs to be Out Of That House. Yesterday.

But he also knows just how metas are treated - even the MPA can only do so much against the tides of hatred and fear.

And he’s seen the maps - he knows this state is one of the worse ones for metas to live in, let alone a meta child at the mercy of a foster family that has even odds of neglecting him, being just as bad as his original family, or possibly actually caring about him.

Crime Alley is no place to raise a kid, and Red Hood is far from the right person for such a job.

But Crime Alley isn’t all that Gotham is, and perhaps Jason Todd could very easily decide to get an apartment in a nicer area.

He won’t lie to himself, he knows he isn’t parent material, but he’ll at least be a step up from what the kid is used to while he works to vet a real family to transfer him to.

He’s halfway through his mental checklist of the options for the safest place for an apartment and other such logistics when he’s reminded of where he is by Oracle’s voice in his ear.

“Hate to interrupt the group brooding you guys have going on over there, but I managed to dig up… a lot of information about the boy and his family situation.”

He notes how the others all perk up from where they’d been…staring at him.

Ah, that was why it was so quiet. They were staring in disbelief when he didn’t deny the nephew thing. Well. A conversation for another time.

“Lay it on me,” he says to Oracle, ignoring them.

“His name is Daniel James Fenton, goes by Danny, high grades throughout elementary and middle school until they took a steep drop at the beginning of highschool - likely related to whatever happened when his metagene activated.

Has one sibling, a sister named Jasmine Fenton - no middle name. She goes by Jazz. High grades across the board with no notable dips. No indication of possible metagene in any of her records or in Danny’s, beyond the grade drop and your own first-hand experience.

Parents Jack and Madeline “Maddie” Fenton. They have their own personal website where they describe themselves as “ectobiologists” and as ghost hunters. The pictures in their gallery show a vast array of weapons - dubbed “ectoweapons” - in the same chrome-green style with the name “Fenton” stamped somewhere on them. Some of the weapons are for sale on their site, advertised for defending oneself against ghosts. There are some pictures of what must be their lab, all of which look to include at least 12 different types of OSHA violation, and the image in their site’s “about” section has the whole family standing in the lab in front of what looks like a vertical Lazarus Pit.”

“What,” Batman says more than asks, voice tense.

“And judging by the staircase seen reflecting off of one of the guns in the picture, it seems that this lab is in their basement - I can’t see why it wouldn’t be, given they were fine with putting an enormous monstrosity of a satellite on top of their building.

There are plenty of cameras in the house itself, but for some reason all I can get from them is static. Any video or audio in the house that they don’t put on their site appears to be unusable for some reason.

All told, there is plenty of cause to get CPS involved. If their lab safety is even half as bad as it looks and it’s in their basement it’s pretty much a sure thing that the kids’ll be taken from them.

Given the small-towny nature of the area it’ll be best to contact someone from outside of the community for the case. It’ll move things along significantly if we have somewhere to send them.

They have an aunt, Alicia Walker, but she’s already marked down as a “no” for taking them in in the event something should happen to the Fentons.

This leaves their godfather: Vlad Masters. An incredibly reclusive billionaire, pursued the same Paranormal Science degree as the Fentons did when they were in college, but suffered an accident that put him in the hospital for two years with an unknown illness that Masters was allowed to name “ecto-acne.” Lost all contact with the Fentons until he invited them to a reunion party last fall and was named godfather three weeks later.

Masters got his wealth through a series of suspicious business deals. No one has been able to prove foul play yet, but just glancing over some of the early papers is already showing plenty of inconsistencies.

No other relatives - the Walker parents passed away some time ago, and while one of the Fentons remains, she’s in a nursing home. And also disowned Jack. And went out of her way to disown both Jazz and Danny as soon as she heard about them.”

“Great. Make Jason Todd a long lost cousin, set CPS on them. Red Hood is here because Danny ran away to Gotham and stuck his nose in crime alley so I tracked him down because I thought he was kidnapped in my territory, the Bats chased down Red Hood thinking he was gonna hurt the boy, CPS is there because your research turned up the potential unsafe living conditions and you overheard that the kid was gone for a week without anyone noticing - which scream neglect. Now we’re cooperating because we’re all annoyed at the parents that let their kid wander all the way to Gotham and convinced him that a torture device was a possible grounding option.”

He turns to Batman.

“You can claim to have done a DNA search to find the connection, and I’m sure you can find a reason to dismiss Masters as an option. Make sure to have them call Jason as soon as possible. Oracle-”

“Already routing incoming calls through Gotham. Also, both of Masters’ residences have inaccessible cameras similar to what I’m experiencing with the Fentons. He can be dismissed under suspicion of having an OSHA nightmare in his home. I’ll see if he has his own vertical Lazarus Pit while you all work on exfiltrating the niece and nephew.”Jason doesn’t dignify that with a response, hopping back on his bike to follow the new route - this time actually to the Fenton household.

#dpxdc #ghost chirps AU

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curryalley · 5 months

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I need Clint Barton to meet Dick Grayson.

I need Clint to roll into a SHIELD ops assignment meeting having absolutely not read the briefing materials before the meeting. I need Phil Coulson to explain that there has been a serious threat against the life of Dick Grayson. Wayne Corp is about to announce some new initiatives. Intelligence confirms a criminal syndicate plans to kidnap Dick Grayson to force Bruce Wayne to call off the plans. SHIELD needs Wayne Corp to go through with it (and kidnapped sons of billionaires are always a headache) so Clint, we've created an identity for you as a Wayne Corp employee to keep an on things.

And Clint has to be like, "Yeah that won't work."

The analysts immediately take offense. "It's an airtight identity, you've done worse undercover work than babysitting a billionaire's kid."

Clint interrupts. "I can't pretend to be someone else around Dick Grayson. I know him. Me. Clint Barton. We were friends when we were kids."

Everyone at the meeting is losing it and Clint stares at them all. "How many circus kids do you think there are? Haley's and Carson's didn't tour together but our paths crossed in the offseason."

That explains why during his afternoon walk home, Dick Grayson comes across his childhood friend, Clint Barton, wearing jeans and a purple tank top, juggling and doing tricks for cash on the street. SHIELD has adjusted Clint Barton's identity so he's down on his luck, busking for spare change because it's hard to get a job when you're a deaf former circus performer with barely a GED.

Of course Dick wants to help and they reconnect. Dick asks Clint to perform at a Wayne gala. The same gala where the goons attempt to grab Dick Grayson. Dick keeps trying to slip out and change into Nightwing but? Somehow? Clint is always behind him? They're both trying to fight off the goons, still in their civvies, each trying to rescue each other while also not giving away their secret idecities,

"Where did you learn to fight like that?"

"I used to be a cop. Where did you learn to fight like that?"

"Would you believe me if I said bar fights?"

When it's all over, there's some disagreement about who is walking who home but Clint insists since Dick was almost kidnapped. Clint gets into his Hawkeye gear and plans to spend the night watching Dick's building for trouble when he sees Nightwing go swinging away from it.

Naturally he follows. Nightwing is meeting with the bats to report on the kidnapping attempt when there's a wild bit of confusion and mistaken identity as one of the bats slams Hawkeye to the ground and demands to know why he's following Nightwing.

Clint's lying there partially stunned at being nearly splattered by one of the robins or something when Nightwing leans over him.

"Clint?"

"Hey, Dick."

Clint and Dick were already friends but that's the story of how Hawkeye meets Nightwing.

(In the sequel, Clint turns up outside Dick's apartment months later. He's wearing multiple bandages, drinking a coffee with the name on the cup horribly misspelled with a K and holding Lucky's leash. He looks at Dick and says, "The Tracksuit Mafia has moved to Bludhaven, you got any plans tonight?")

#hawkeye #clint barton #nightwing #dick grayson

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gffa · 6 months

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The absolutely FASCINATING part of this conversation is that it's not so much that Bruce held Jason to Dick's standards and found him falling short, but that he holds everyone to Dick's standards and finds them falling short, including himself. There's a lot you can examine about this, that I think so much has to stem from Bruce's classic motivations of driving everyone to be the best they can be so that he won't lose them like he lost his parents, that Dick is the one he believes to not just be surviving the vigilante life, but to truly living within it, so that's Bruce's measuring stick. And he tried to turn Jason into what Dick was--someone who survived trauma, loss, and horror and came out the other side an even stronger person with the strongest sense of self Bruce knows. That's a huge part of this conversation--that Dick Grayson isn't a tool in Nightwing's arsenal, he's the core of the person standing before him and that makes Dick survive so much this life throws at them. But also. Like. One of the truths of Bruce's world, one of the things that if you shatter this belief, you shatter Bruce himself, is that Dick Grayson is the best there is. Nobody is measuring up to Dick Grayson in Bruce Wayne's eyes, not even himself, and that's not just skills or talent or brilliance, but that Dick Grayson has kept himself whole, his soul isn't in tatters over this life or what it costs. Just. God. Bruce is sooooooo normal about his kid no really.

#lumi.txt #dc #batfam #dick grayson #bruce wayne #detective comics

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saintblk · 8 months

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CAMBOY!DICK GRAYSON

contains: sexual content, vulgar language, black coded!afab!reader

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DO NOT INTERACT

CAMBOY!DICK GRAYSON who consistently finds himself trending on twitter. y'all did not hear this from me, but twitter porn was where i found the best porn. he wears a poorly made, cheap, half-face batman mask he found in the costume aisle of a target. he snorted and placed it in his cart but found it absolutely hilarious using it to keep his anonymity as a camboy months later.

CAMBOY!DICK GRAYSON turns his webcam on after a stressful night of crime fighting and comes to the conclusion that he needs to unwind. the tips quickly roll in as soon as his live starts, causing him to break into that toothy grin that makes everyone swoon and keyboard smash in the comments. during some casual small talk, he reaches into his boxers and pulls out his member to stroke. a groan or two break out of his throat every so often until the conversation ends because all he can focus on is the feeling of his hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping desperately for release.

CAMBOY!DICK GRAYSON who meets you while picking little damian up from school. it just so happens you're there to pick up your little brother as well, and you're dressed in the smallest skirt and tightest crop top. turns out you were new to gotham and moved in with your family while paying off your college debt. every inch of you seemed to be glistening, and the scent of your cocoa butter moisturizer filled his head with sinful thoughts. so in true dick grayson manner, he manages to charm you into bring your little brother over to make nice with damian, who seems utterly mortified at the thought. you accept anyway with a cheeky smile and put your number into dick's phone.

CAMBOY!DICK GRAYSON has you bent over nearly every surface of his apartment soon enough. he's completely infatuated with you and baffled at what was supposed to be a fling becoming far more. the hold you had on him was beyond that of your tight cunt clenching around his length, though that was part of it. dick finds himself allowing you to do what no other woman had done. he lets you stay the night, let's you make breakfast after some life-changing morning sex. he even allows you to parade around his apartment with just his shirt on while he simply takes in the view.

CAMBOY!DICK GRAYSON who makes love to you on camera for all his fans to see. he's got you wearing a cat-woman mask just as poorly made as his own, that tickles his face just a bit whenever he leans down to kiss you. his fingers intertwine with your's as you wrap your legs around his waist to keep him inside you. he fucks you with reckless abandon and makes you lose all rational thought. he cums with you that night, planting soft kisses on your warm skin and whispering secret 'i love yous' meant only for your ears.

CAMBOY!DICK GRAYSON is exceptionally good at aftercare. as soon as he shuts the camera off, he's slipping the mask off and scooping you up in his arms to run the two of you a warm bath. it soothes your sore muscles, and hearing his words of praise make you feel like you're on cloud nine.

"so good for me..." he hums with a peck to the shell of your ear. "did so well, baby."

you bite your lip and sink into his hold just as he urges you to talk about your day. you ramble about any and everything and camboy!dick listens as though every word you speak is worth more than gold. any moment with you is treasured by him considering his job as nightwing kept him from you during the nights. camboy!dick relishes in the tranquility of it all and basks in the moment. there and then is when he decides holding you in his arms is a far better alternative to winding down than webcamming ever was.

#dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x black reader #dick grayson smut #nightwing x reader #nightwing x black reader #nightwing smut #dc comics x reader #dc comics x black reader #dc comics smut #꒰ slim’s works ꒱#collection :: misc.

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workingbynyx · 4 months

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what i think boyfriend dick grayson would be like since i'm having a titans (brenton thwaites) brain rot happening atm ☝🏻 (probably ooc but this is what i think okay 😔💔)

i feel like dick would usually come home late at night of course, having to patrol around the city and take care of his duties as Nightwing. but he still makes an effort to wake up early to spend time together with you and even make breakfast if he has a few minutes to spare !

he'd probably be the type to plant kisses over your neck and shoulder when he sees you cooking up something in the kitchen, his arms ghosting around your waist to wrap around it then seal it with a back hug and a kiss before asking 'what're you making? could smell it all the way back there'

he is a man of CUDDLES, after a patrol he'd definitely sneak up and lay on the space you left him on the bed and gently pull your tired body against his, taking in the sight of you sleeping peacefully while he brushes his fingers over your hair AAAAAAAA

"like what you see?" everytime he works out at home and he sees you unconsciously staring at his well-built figure. he is such a tease sometimes, ugh (and you love it ☝🏻)

I can also see him being the type to not go anywhere if he doesn't give you a kiss before doing so. even if its just a quick meeting over at the titans tower, a kiss on the cheek before he leaves. oh you need onions for dinner tonight? he'll be right out the door but first, let him smooch your forehead rq. this also means goodnight kisses are essential too

isn't a big fan of movies since he rarely has the time for them, but will absolutely sit down and watch a marathon of your favourite films if he gets a day off

would take you out shopping every month, you tried to tell him off for spending too much on you but he just couldn't careless about it—as long as he sees something that fits and looks amazing on you, he'd be out by the cashier with a load of bags with clothes that you'll probably love. (And jewelry too)

dick usually wears casual fits outside like shirts that would have its sleeves hug around his huge biceps then layer it with a normal jacket and black jeans, especially during his detective days when you fell inlove with him and his stupid leather jacket. but indoors, i can see that its either he'd wear your shirts that you accidentally bought too big for yourself or just go completely shirtless.

totally random thought but i believe he probably gets head rushes sometimes and would need your assistance in getting up 😭😭

he'd encourage you to join him in working out, but it would eventually lead to a bunch of flirting and teasing from the both of you

he helps around the house when he can of course ! but you just let him get some rest more often and will insist when he tries to offer some help with sweeping the floor for example. you know how tiring the life of a vigilante is, speaking as the partner of nightwing so you want to make sure he gets the sleep and rest he missed out on during those hours he's gone

takes you out for fancy dinners even if its not an occassion, he's a firm believer that you deserve every good thing that there is whether its in food or not.

his love language is definitely physical touch, words of affirmation and quality time <3

nicknames for you: "love" "sweetheart" "babe" "little wing" "angel"

everytime he comes home with a bruise or two, he takes it to his advantage to get a close up of your pretty features as you nag at him to keep himself safe. he knew you couldn't stay mad at him for too long but he understood your frustrations. the last time he arrived with a bloody nose, swollen lip and a slice to his arm and chest was the day you thought you'd lose him, thankfully you were in the tower so you had all the resources you needed and he eventually healed quickly. dick could be a bit careless sometimes, so after the incident he instilled in himself to try and avoid serious injuries for the sake of your wellbeing.

"you know you're cute when you get mad" "dick i'm being serious! i can't lose you..." "i know², but i'm fine...as long as you're with me by my side, angel" "i swear if yo—" "shhh i'm here now, i'm in one piece. besides, its only a few scratches, i'll live another day. and I surely won't allow myself to leave you like that. not now, not ever—you understand? good...i love you, a'ight? nothing will ever change that" <3

#dick grayson #nightwing #robin #dc comics #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x gn!reader #nightwing x reader #nightwing x gn!reader #batfam #dick grayson x y/n #nightwing x y/n

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ghost-bxrd · 18 days

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Do you have any more selkie Jason Todd headcanons? 🙏🏽

Of course! 🦭

Jason’s pelt never loses the baby white of seal pups after his death

Dick spends hours watching YouTube videos with seals and trying to imitate their calls

Alfred sneakily tries to incorporate a good amount of seafood into everyone’s diet. Jason hates to admit that he loves eating sushi

Once during a trip to the coast Jason runs into an exiled Orm. Selkies are sacrosanct to Atlanteans, so when Orm sees Bruce holding Jason’s coat it’s not a good day for anybody. Jason snatches his pelt and leaps straight into the water because he thinks he’s about to be trafficked

Orm and Bruce track Jason down with Arthur’s help after two days of panicked searching. Jason is huddled in the back of a cave and refuses to come out until they get Alfred on the phone

Dick absolutely loses his shit when he finds out nobody bothered to tell him that his baby brother was missing for two days

Jason is inconsolable the entire time he’s with the League (before the pit) until Talia takes him to an oasis by chance and Jason just—- melts into the water, calming down and relaxing for the first time.

When Jason returns to Gotham as the Red Hood he is desperate to find out what happened to his sealskin, terrified that Bruce had it destroyed after his death

Jason steals his skin back (let’s go with “the pelt was in the glass case along with the suit” version) and lords it over the furious bats, gleeful to see them collectively use their shit over his blatant disrespect for it

Tim is angry enough at Hood for disrespecting his Robin like that he doesn’t shy away from confronting him about it during patrol, Jason is both pissed and amused by the audacity

I know I mentioned it in the previous ask already but I feel like it bears repeating: when Hood hints at using Jason’s pelt as a “trophy” or a “rug”, Nightwing goes downright feral in his quest to retrieve his baby brother’s sealskin, and Batman isn’t faring much better

#Selkie au #selkie jason todd #look I’m sorry I watched aquaman 2 and the end with Orm eating a burger was just too good #I had to included the cutie patootie here #jason todd #batfamily #dick grayson #batfam #bruce wayne #red hood #robin #tim drake #batman #nightwing

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dcmeme · 6 months

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Daily Occurrences Gotham Citizens go through part 1

(WITNESSING VIOLENCE AMONGST HEROES)

Citizen 2: …Is the little Robin chocking Red Robin with his own cape up there?

Citizen 1: *not looking up from his phone* Just wait for Nightwing to break them up.

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(HERO INSURANCE COVERAGE)

Citizen 3: What the hell do you mean my insurance doesn’t cover damages by the red hood- I got the full “hero collateral damage” package… What the f*ck do you mean Anti-heroes don’t count- THE WORD HERO IS RIGHT THERE!!!

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(DATING CRIMINALS)

Citizen 2: Could you come pick me up?

Citizen 4: Is everything ok?

Citizen 2: Date got arrested.

Citizen 4: It happens to the best of us. Be there soon.

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(DISCOVERING A NEW WAYNE)

Citizen 3: Who the f*ck is Jason Todd and why is he fighting Bruce Wayne on Twitter.

Citizen 1: Witness protection program guy, adopted son of his, tends to drop off the radar a lot.

Citizen 2: His feed is fire tho.

Citizen 1: Oh absolutely. Dude hit thousands of follows in a week after getting posted on that weird ‘hot guys reading’ Instagram.

Citizen 4: Didn’t he also go viral over a Colleen Hoover argument?

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(ALMOST GETTING MUGGED)

Thief: Give me your purse or I’ll-

Citizen 3: *keeps walking*

Thief: Hey! I’m talking to you-

Citizen 3: I work for Ace Chemicals.

Thief:… do you need money? A warm meal?

Citizen 3: A sleep-aid would be nice.

Thief: Fair enough.

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(LOSING JOBS)

Citizen 1: I’m off to the bank!

Citizen 4: Be sure to grab your bullet proof vest on the way out!

Citizen 3: I’m going to work.

Citizen 3: *answers phone, rolls eyes* Nevermind. Blew up again.

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(SEES OLD FRIENDS- MEETS NEW FELONS)

Citizen 2: So, jerry, I heard you’re a business man now. Where at?

Jerry: I mean I wouldn’t say I’m a business man, I do wear a nice suit and walk around a type of office tho!

Citizen 2:… oh, Jerry-

Jerry: Black Mask has the BEST health insurance policy.

Citizen 3: At least he’s not working for the clown. Then again, I hear his dental insurance is fantastic.

Citizen 2: *head in hands* Jerry..

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#batfamily #batman #batfam #dc comics #dc universe #dc robin #tim drake #damian wayne #richard grayson #bruce wayne #citizens of gotham #gotham #the batman #dcu

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celaenaeiln · 3 months

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is the dickbabs romantic relationship always as bad as in Tom Taylor’s run or is it actually enjoyable in other runs? i want to read more of dick’s og nightwing run but ik dickbabs is a recurring thing and i strongly dislike what i’ve seen of it in modern comics (absolutely no offense to anyone who ships it!!)

also sort of related, but have dick and babs really been BFFs since grade school or is that new canon? i remember the initial new 52 run referencing him and babs as on and off but nothing about being childhood besties.

finally- what would you consider to be key dick grayson runs?

Surprisingly Dickbabs is pretty nice to read in other runs. I know this sounds weird coming from someone who hates Dickbabs as a ship but really it's only bad like 85% of the time and the majority of that is because of the Batgirl comics. Batgirl comics treat Dick like shit and it's a losing tossup whether he's treated well in Oracle related comics.

But to get to your point, Dickbabs in Nightwing (1996) was originally pretty good. Tom Taylor's run of Nightwing is the weird one because in every other run you have Dick + relationships whereas in Taylor's you have relationships + Dick. That being said, I highly, highly recommend reading the og one. At one point it does get toxic but Barbara leaves almost immediately after that and aside from that the ship was pretty nice for the most part.

Dick and Barbara have NOT been BFFS since childhood or whatever and this gets on my nerves that Tom Taylor and Hope Larson did that. This is one of the problems I have with the Dickbabs ship. Writers who write them love changing the story to erase Dick's friendships with the Titans. They literally love to pretend Wally, Donna, Roy, and Garth don't exist. BARBARA IS NOT HIS CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND!! They literally keep deaging her and for what?? First she was like two decades older than him, then she's five years older than him, and now she's the same age?? Just let her be older! Barbara being the same age as Dick makes no sense because it takes away her maturity to turn her into this childish, selfish character she has no business being. She's not even enjoyable when she's deaged this far. I'm still on the she's 5 to 6 years older than Dick canon timeline and there is no way she was childhood besties with him.

The way I picture Dick and Barbara's relationship is this:

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DC should've just let it at this, this was peak Dick and Barbara relationship.

Very narrow starting out list but some must read Dick Grayson runs are:

Nightwing (1996) - If you don't feel like reading anything else just read this

Nightwing (2016) - Really good up until Tom Taylor's run

Batman: Gotham Knights - pretty good and lots of cute Tim and Dick!

Titans (1999) - This is a must read if you're not interested in the original Teen Titans comics

Outsiders (2003) - Love him so much in this

JLA/Titans - Important for understanding his relationships with Titans and Batman

Nightwing (2011)

Justice League (2011) Issue #25 and Forever Evil - Same arc

Batman: Prelude to the Wedding: Nightwing vs. Hush

Robin era

Batman - One Bad Day: Mr. Freeze - If you want to skip the medal ages but still want to know what Dick was like as Robin, this comic is all you need to understand his character and personality and beliefs.

Batman Chronicles: The Gauntlet - Dick's gauntlet test!

Robin: Year One - For fun :)

Dick!Bats era

Batman: Battle for the Cowl - To get into Dick's batman

Batman (1940) Issues #682 to #713 - Batman Dick. Incredible. Dick was such a good batman and so fun to read.

Batman and Robin (2009) - Dick and Dami!

Batman: Streets of Gotham - Also Dick and Dami <3

Justice League of America (2006) Issues #41 to #60- Dick leading his own JLA team as Batman! SO FUN!!

Detective Comics (1937) Issue #864 to #881 - Honestly Batman Dick was so good I can't tell if I like Dick more as Nightwing or Batman. Obviously it's better for his mental health if he's nightwing but he just did such a great job as Batman.

Spy era

Grayson - YESSSS. Just everything about this.

Batman and Robin Eternal - It was really good up until near the end but then it got better again

Dark Crisis - Definitely, without a doubt, no question

Additional: The ones above are focused on him but if you finish reading this then Tim's Robin (1993) Comic is a fantastic one. He doesn't appear in every single issue but he appears a lot and it's a lot of Dick and Tim characterization. Also Teen Titans (2003) for more Dick and Titans relationships.

#dick grayson #nightwing #barbara gordon #batgirl #cl anon asks #cl asks #thanks for the ask!

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dc-and-arfrona · 10 months

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Traditions - HeadCannons - BatBoys

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Batboys x GN!Reader

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Masterlist

Summary: Your Traditions

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Jason Todd - Library Dates

The Gotham City Library was a place of solace for both Y/N and Jason Todd. It had become their sanctuary, a respite from the chaos and danger that enveloped their lives. Every week, without fail, they met there to immerse themselves in the world of literature and to cherish their growing bond.

On a quiet evening, Y/N made their way through the library's entrance, a sense of anticipation coursing through their veins. As they stepped inside, the familiar scent of aged books greeted them, wrapping them in a comforting embrace. The sound of hushed whispers and pages turning filled the air, creating a symphony of knowledge.

Glancing around, Y/N spotted Jason waiting near their favorite reading spot, his piercing blue eyes scanning the shelves. A smile spread across their face as they approached him, the excitement of their shared tradition filling the air.

"Hey, Jay," Y/N greeted, their voice a gentle whisper. "Ready for our library adventure?"

Jason turned towards them, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Always, Y/N. Let's see what treasures we can find today."

Together, they embarked on their journey, exploring the countless rows of books that held infinite stories and wisdom. Y/N's heart skipped a beat every time their fingers brushed against Jason's as they reached for the same book, their connection growing stronger with each fleeting touch.

They meandered through the aisles, sharing whispered conversations and excited whispers about the tales that captivated them. They discovered hidden gems in every genre, losing themselves in worlds of fantasy, romance, and adventure.

As they settled into their favorite reading nook, a cozy corner bathed in the soft glow of a nearby lamp, Y/N couldn't help but steal glances at Jason. The way his brow furrowed in concentration, the way his eyes scanned the pages with unwavering focus—it was mesmerizing.

In the tranquil silence, Y/N found solace in Jason's presence, a calmness that transcended the chaos of their lives. The library was their sanctuary, but in each other's company, it became something even more profound.

Occasionally, they'd share passages that spoke to their hearts, their voices blending harmoniously as they discussed the themes and emotions evoked by the stories they encountered. The library walls became witness to their intellectual exchanges and heartfelt conversations, each word bringing them closer together.

Time seemed to lose its meaning as they lost themselves in the pages. Hours melted away, but it felt like mere moments in each other's company. And in that ephemeral space, Y/N and Jason forged a connection, their souls entwined through their shared love for literature.

As the library's closing time drew near, Jason reluctantly closed the book in his hands. He turned to Y/N, a spark of warmth in his eyes. "Same time next week?"

Y/N's heart skipped a beat as they nodded, their voice filled with sincerity. "Absolutely, Jason. The library wouldn't be the same without you."

And with that, they bid the library farewell, knowing that their tradition would continue, and their bond would grow stronger with each passing week. For in the sanctuary of books, they had found something rare and beautiful—a love that bloomed amidst the pages and a shared passion that united their hearts.

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Dick Grayson - Ice Cream Dates

The warm summer breeze swept through the streets of Gotham City as Nightwing and Y/N strolled along, their laughter filling the air. It had become their cherished tradition to explore the city's ice cream parlors, seeking out new and exciting flavors to indulge in.

As they approached their favorite spot, the colorful neon sign of "Sweet Delights" beckoned them with its tantalizing glow. The scent of sugar and waffle cones wafted from the entrance, a promise of frozen delights that awaited them inside.

Nightwing held the door open, a mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes. "After you, my ice cream connoisseur."

Y/N playfully rolled their eyes and stepped inside, their excitement palpable. The glass display cases revealed rows of frozen treasures, each one more enticing than the last. They eagerly scanned the labels, discussing their preferences and debating which flavors to sample.

After much deliberation, they made their selections and settled into a cozy booth, their pints of ice cream before them like delectable works of art. Nightwing couldn't help but admire Y/N's enthusiasm as they dove into their first spoonful, savoring the creamy goodness.

"So," Nightwing began, a grin spreading across his face, "what do you think of the new flavor? Is it worthy of our ice cream adventures?"

Y/N's eyes lit up, their delight evident. "Absolutely! The combination of caramel swirls and chunks of brownie is a stroke of genius. Gotham's ice cream scene never disappoints."

As they indulged in their frozen treats, the conversation flowed effortlessly. They shared stories, laughter, and dreams, their bond growing stronger with every spoonful. The ice cream parlor became their sanctuary—a place where they could let their guard down and revel in the simple pleasures of life.

Nightwing couldn't help but be captivated by Y/N's infectious joy, their eyes sparkling with every new flavor they discovered. In that moment, he realized that it wasn't just about the ice cream—it was about the shared experiences, the shared memories that made their tradition so special.

With each new pint they devoured, their friendship blossomed into something more. Nightwing found himself falling for Y/N, their shared passion and adventures deepening his affection. The way they laughed, the way their eyes crinkled at the corners—it was pure magic.

As the last spoonful disappeared, Nightwing leaned back, a contented smile on his face. "Another successful ice cream adventure, wouldn't you say?"

Y/N nodded, their expression filled with happiness. "Definitely. Thank you for introducing me to this tradition, Nightwing. It's become one of my favorite parts of Gotham."

Nightwing's heart skipped a beat at the mention of his alter ego. He reached across the table, gently grasping Y/N's hand. "The pleasure is all mine. And maybe next time, we can try a new flavor that's as sweet as you."

Y/N blushed, their eyes meeting Nightwing's with a mix of surprise and affection. "I'd like that, Nightwing. I'd like that a lot."

And in that ice cream parlor, amidst the swirls of sweet flavors and stolen glances, Nightwing and Y/N discovered that their favorite tradition was about much more than just ice cream—it was a gateway to their hearts, a journey of love that had only just begun.

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Damian Wayne - Morning Coffee Walks

The morning sun cast a warm glow over Gotham City as Damian Wayne and Y/N stepped out onto the bustling streets. Their loyal companion, a spirited dog named Ace, happily wagged his tail, ready for their daily adventure. It had become their cherished tradition to start their mornings with a peaceful walk to their favorite coffee shop, embracing the tranquility before the chaos of the day.

As they strolled along the familiar path, Damian's stoic demeanor softened, a small smile tugging at his lips. Ace's leash gently swayed between them, connecting them as a trio of companions. The city's buzz seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the quiet harmony of their footsteps and the rhythmic patter of Ace's paws on the pavement.

Soon, they reached the charming coffee shop, its aroma of freshly brewed beans and pastries welcoming them with open arms. Damian held the door open for Y/N and Ace, his eyes scanning the chalkboard menu, already knowing their usual orders by heart.

With their cups of steaming coffee in hand and a treat for Ace, they settled into a cozy outdoor seating area. The morning sunlight filtered through the leaves of nearby trees, casting dappled shadows on their faces. Damian couldn't help but be captivated by Y/N's radiant smile, a sight that made the world feel just a little brighter.

As they sipped their coffee and exchanged gentle conversation, their dog curled up at their feet, Damian found himself drawn to the simple moments—the way Y/N's laughter filled the air, the warmth of their hand as it brushed against his own, and the love that radiated from Ace's expressive eyes.

Together, they absorbed the tranquil ambiance, finding solace in each other's company amidst the city's chaos. The world seemed to slow down as they sipped their coffee, their conversations flowing effortlessly from lighthearted banter to heartfelt reflections.

Damian marveled at the way Y/N's presence could bring calm to his usually tumultuous world. With them by his side, the weight of responsibilities and expectations eased, replaced by a sense of peace and acceptance.

As their coffee cups emptied, Y/N leaned back in their chair, a contented sigh escaping their lips. "These mornings with you and Ace are the best part of my day, Damian."

Damian's emerald eyes softened, a rare vulnerability flickering in their depths. "And they are mine as well. This tradition, the three of us, it's something I treasure deeply."

Y/N reached over, their fingers brushing against Damian's hand. "I'm grateful for our walks and the moments we share, Damian. They mean more to me than you'll ever know."

A genuine smile graced Damian's face, one that mirrored the warmth in his heart. "I am not one to express sentiments readily, but know that you and Ace are important to me. Together, we make a formidable team."

Their hands intertwined, Y/N and Damian basked in the simplicity of the morning, cherishing the bond they had forged with each other and their faithful canine companion. In that moment, the world seemed full of endless possibilities, and they were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

With each new morning walk, Damian and Y/N's love deepened, their connection strengthening with every shared coffee, every stolen glance, and every playful bark from their loyal friend. For in the midst of Gotham's chaos, they had found a sanctuary—a sanctuary of love, understanding, and the unwavering support of a faithful dog.

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Bruce Wayne - Lunch Dates

Amidst the bustling streets of Gotham City, Bruce Wayne and Y/N shared a secret tradition—a respite from the chaos of their lives. Every day, during Bruce's lunch break, they would escape the confines of Wayne Enterprises to seek solace in a quaint café tucked away from prying eyes.

Y/N eagerly awaited Bruce's arrival, their heart skipping a beat as they caught sight of him striding purposefully towards the café entrance. A warm smile played at the corners of Bruce's lips, a rare sight that made Y/N's heart flutter.

As they settled into their usual booth, a sense of comfort settled over them. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the gentle chatter of fellow patrons created a serene backdrop for their cherished tradition.

"So, what's on the menu today, Bruce?" Y/N asked, a playful twinkle in their eyes.

Bruce chuckled, a sound that was both familiar and comforting. "How about we try the chef's special? I trust their culinary expertise."

Y/N nodded in agreement, their gaze lingering on Bruce. In these moments, away from the public eye, they were allowed glimpses of the man behind the billionaire facade—the vulnerability, the passion, and the yearning for connection.

As their meals arrived, they savored each bite, the flavors dancing on their tongues. Conversation flowed easily, shifting effortlessly between lighthearted banter and shared aspirations. Bruce's genuine laughter filled the air, a rarity that Y/N cherished.

"You know, Bruce," Y/N began, their voice filled with sincerity, "these lunch breaks have become my favorite part of the day. It's a chance to escape the chaos and simply be."

Bruce's gaze softened, his eyes reflecting a depth of emotion rarely seen. "I feel the same way, Y/N. In the midst of the demands and responsibilities, these moments remind me of what truly matters."

Y/N reached across the table, their fingers gently intertwining with Bruce's. "We all need a reprieve from the weight of the world, Bruce. I'm grateful to be a part of this tradition with you."

Bruce's grip tightened, a silent reassurance in his touch. "Thank you, Y/N. You bring light into my life, reminding me of the joy and beauty that exist even in the darkest of times."

As their lunch break drew to a close, they shared a moment of quiet connection, their intertwined hands speaking volumes of their unspoken affection. Though they would soon return to their respective roles and responsibilities, the bond forged in these fleeting moments would endure.

With a lingering touch and a promise of future meetings, Bruce and Y/N bid farewell to the café. As they stepped back into the world, their hearts were buoyed by the knowledge that they had found solace and companionship in each other—a sanctuary amidst the chaos, a tradition that nurtured their souls.

And so, between the clandestine meetings and secret lunch breaks, Bruce Wayne and Y/N built a foundation of trust, love, and shared moments—a testament to the power of connection and the beauty of finding solace in the simple pleasures of life.

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Tim Drake - Unsolved Documentaries

In the quiet sanctuary of Tim Drake's cozy apartment, he and Y/N found solace in the mysteries that unfolded on the screen. Their shared love for unsolved documentaries had become a treasured tradition, a window into the enigmatic depths of human nature.

As the evening settled in, Tim queued up their latest selection, the glow of the TV casting a soft illumination across the room. Y/N curled up beside him, their eyes fixed on the unfolding story of a baffling crime that had remained unsolved for decades.

Intertwining their fingers, Tim and Y/N journeyed into the realms of intrigue and curiosity, their minds captivated by the elusive answers that lay just beyond their grasp. The unsolved mysteries sparked conversations that danced between theories and deductions, the lines between reality and imagination blurred.

In the depths of the documentary, Tim's analytical mind shone brightly, his eyes alight with the thrill of piecing together clues. Y/N marveled at his keen intellect, admiring the way his passion for solving puzzles ignited the room, casting a vibrant energy around them.

As the final credits rolled, Y/N let out a contented sigh. "Another fascinating case. I can't help but wonder what really happened."

Tim turned towards them, a playful glimmer in his eyes. "Well, you know, I do have a few theories of my own. Care to hear them?"

Y/N grinned, their curiosity piqued. "Absolutely. I'm all ears, detective."

Tim launched into a detailed analysis, sharing his insights and thoughts with the enthusiasm of a true detective. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, their minds intertwining as they dissected the complexities of each unsolved mystery.

In those moments, Tim and Y/N found solace and connection—a shared passion that transcended the mundane. They reveled in the depths of the unknown, each case bringing them closer together, their shared excitement forging an unbreakable bond.

As the night wore on, Y/N couldn't help but steal glances at Tim—the way his eyes sparkled with intensity, the furrow of his brow as he pondered the unsolved riddles. They admired his intellect and the unwavering dedication he brought to every mystery, captivated by the intricate layers of his personality.

With each documentary they explored, Tim and Y/N unearthed not only the enigmas of the world but also the depths of their own connection. In the quiet moments of contemplation and spirited discussions, they found a sanctuary—an escape from the chaos of life, where they could embrace the allure of the unknown together.

And so, in the depths of Tim's apartment, they would continue their tradition—watching unsolved documentaries, sharing theories, and delving into the mysteries that awaited them. As they embarked on another journey of the unknown, Tim and Y/N knew that they had discovered something rare and beautiful—a love that thrived amidst the enigmatic depths of their shared passion.

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sasheneskywalker · 6 months

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jason todd-centric fic recs

All the Roofs of Uncertainty by Kieron_ODuibhir For all the blood on his hands, Red Hood was never just a villain. And Nightwing never gives up on family, not for good.

(Or: The one where Dick bleeds a lot and Jason argues with everybody.)

G | No Archive Warnings Apply | Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Leslie Thompkins, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

(nothing new) under the earth or sky by Kieron_ODuibhir That's what it means, to be a Bat: your secrets have secrets, and those keep secrets of their own.

Even when you are a skeleton in the closet, that doesn't mean you've met all the rest. And Jason never suspected this.

(And you thought no one understood, little Hood.)

G | No Archive Warnings Apply | Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd

Gotham Is A Mother by Kieron_ODuibhir "Hey, Batman. No sudden movements, huh?"

G | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

butcherbird, fly away home by e_va Lost Days-era.

Jason's latest teacher is a cruel man, but a boring one. There's no reason for Jason to expect that he will be any different from the rest—just another monster with a skillset that Jason wants to learn. He'll get what he needs and then take out the trash before he goes, as always.

It's all going according to plan until, very suddenly, it isn't.

One of Jason's instructors kidnaps Bruce fucking Wayne. This changes nothing, or at least that's what Jason keeps telling himself.

M | Graphic Depictions Of Violence | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

Smashing Tail Lights by CunningCrow a mundane slice-of-life of a murdery traumatised eighteen year old getting his life absolutely fucked up and trying to fix it up a bit through more murder

M | Graphic Depictions Of Violence | Dick Grayson & Jason Todd

The Kindly Ones by Havendance After the confrontation with Bruce in the warehouse, Jason finds himself in the company of the Kindly Ones and accepts the vengeance they offer.

T | Major Character Death | No Relationships

For Those Who Can't by GoAwayOlivia They don’t understand him at all. There is no setting him off, that’s not the way it works. And he doesn’t go on violent sprees. Jason kills when the situation demands. That’s it. Plain and simple. He doesn’t lose his temper and murder any asshole that pisses him off. Every kill is a decision that he makes, and every decision is carefully weighed and measured with a cool head. He only ever kills because the person deserves to die.

E | Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Barbara Gordon & Jason Todd

Too Much Fucking Salt by pez_the_platypus A rural housewife instinctively understood the law of quantity into quality. Add a pinch of salt to a soup and it tasted better; add one pinch too many and you ruined the batch. Jason had been in limbo for a year and a half, trusting things would get better even though everything just seemed to be getting worse. It was something small that set him off, but really, it was an accumulation of a lot of things that led to this. He was going to kill the Joker.

M | Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Roy Harper & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Joker (DCU) & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Roy Harper, Gotham City & Jason Todd

Reclaiming Innocence by MurtaghMorzanson Jason Todd was kidnapped at nine-years-old and given two options. Work for his keep, or be forced to to work for his keep.

His life was not pleasant, but Jason was nothing if not a fighter, and dammit if was he going to let the hell around him kill who he was as a person. Or his dreams of growing up and going to college.

Those dreams suddenly came a little more into focus, when his idiot of a pimp accidentally tried to rent him to Bruce Wayne. Poor bastard could have never guessed he was the Batman himself. Heck, not even Jason figured that out, at first. And Batman had practically adopted him.

T | Rape/Non-Con, Underage | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd

Get Used to Dying, by papered_king CATHERINE I keep dying.

YOUNG JASON Almost.

Catherine hums, like she doesn’t want to tell Jason he’s wrong.

Not Rated | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings | No Relationships

deep in the meadow, under the willow by Goldmonger “Stay with me,” Dick said, almost pleadingly. “You can sleep later, Jay, I promise. Stay with me now.”

It’s not that kind of tired, he didn’t say.

T | Graphic Depictions Of Violence | Dick Grayson & Jason Todd

in a new york minute, everything can change by This_world_of_beautiful_monsters You can fit an eternity into sixty seconds, if you've desperate enough.

(Jason Todd at the end of everything)

Not Rated | Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death | Sheila Haywood & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Barbara Gordon & Jason Todd, Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd, Selina Kyle & Jason Todd, Eddie Bloomberg & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Catherine Todd

hit me as hard as you can by stupidandsad THE BATMAN CATCHES Jason stealing the tires off his car; after that Jason’s pressing a gun to his own temple and saying, the first step to redemption is to atone. It didn't always used to be like this. For a little while, maybe, in between these two, Jason was happy.

People are always asking him if he misses it.

Jason lives, dies, and starts a revolution. Featuring: gratuitous references to Fight Club.

M | Graphic Depictions Of Violence | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Talia al Ghul & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Other(s)

library card by mikkal Jason Todd, Red Hood, and the Park Row Public Library (and her librarians).

T | Graphic Depictions Of Violence | Jason Todd & Original Character(s), Batfamily Members & Jason Todd

this kind of weather by r_astra Jason’s at school when his mom dies, and that’s the only reason any of it happens. If he’d been home, if he’d been with her, he would’ve been in the wind before anyone else even knew. Even if they looked, no one ever would’ve found him. He’d have taken to the sewers if that’s what it took, man-eating crocodile guy and all.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Gotham City Residents & Jason Todd

Life Begins By Leaving by ihaveathingforpink Jason buys a house, rebuilds his life, and reluctantly reconciles with the family, one member at a time. Reluctantly.

T | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings | Jason Todd & Everyone, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

More Chances Than Deserved by Skalidra Slade hasn't quite left Gotham yet when the Society assigns him a contract on the Red Hood. For reasons he's not interested in asking about, they still want Black Mask in their ranks, and following the disastrous showing of their last hit squad, they've decided that it's a job best suited for actual professionals.

'Take the Red Hood off the board.' Simple enough. He's already worn himself out fighting the Bat, after all, and Slade's killed plenty of people just as dangerous as him. There's no reason one little fallen bird should give him any trouble.

M | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jason Todd & Slade Wilson

We are each our own devil…but you're my hell by SoberFrost Jason is leaving Gotham. Bruce confronts him on his way out.

T | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd, Talia al Ghul & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne

A single question by BlueTee There was really only one question that Jason Todd needed the answer to after his resurrection.

Just one.

He could have confronted Batman with a dramatic and overly elaborated plan.

Or he could just ask Bruce.

So he asks.

AU in which Jason Todd chooses to finish his All Caste training, and eventually goes back to Gotham to ask Batman why the Joker is still alive.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Ducra & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Everyone, Jason Todd & His Siblings

The Ghost of You by rotasha After a blowout argument with Bruce, Jason lashes out in a way he knows will hit Bruce where it hurts. He doesn’t expect the aftermath.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

#dc #dc comics #batman #batfamily #jason todd #red hood #fanfiction #fanfic #fic recs #fic rec #fanfic recs #fanfic rec

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Batman is dating The Red Hood!?

An AU brought by yours truly (not a ship!)

Apologies in advance for the long post

The Red Hood arrived in Gotham one day to turn the city upside down and create chaos. In just a few months, he had taken over gangs and dealers, killing those who stood in his way.

In another universe, Batman and his associates followed him and fell into a complex trap that would see his revenge fulfilled.

In another universe, Robin would almost die and Batman would be faced with the choice of betraying his morals or lose his son all over again.

In another universe, Jason Todd would never forgive Batman.

This is not that universe.

After a very emotional and difficult confrontation, Bruce and Jason agree to a truce of sorts, parting ways with the understanding that they might never see each other again. There was no Nightwing or Robin involved in said conflict.

They see each other again, across rooftops and in the news.

Maybe one day they happen to work together, and Jason doesn’t say no to a coffee break.

It’s slow, hard work, but slowly it starts working. Bruce tries to look past Jason’s violent actions. Jason tries to hold his rage back as best as he can.

Dick and Tim know something’s up.

Bruce keeps dismissing their concerns over the latest Red Hood news, he’s rearranged their patrols to not go over Crime Alley, where the aforementioned rogue works.

“We have an understanding” he says when they ask.

Batman doesn’t just have an understanding with any rogues.

Maybe there’s something going on?

They’re a little close, aren’t they? Dick doesn’t remember Bruce ever being this close with anyone.

He keeps snacks for him in his belt???

And there’s absolutely no way Red Hood’s tech is the same as theirs….

Oh my god.

Bruce is dating Red Hood

Jason isn’t ready to let anyone know he’s not dead, and though Bruce wishes he could bring him back home, he respects that boundary. It’s already hard enough to think about his death, so not talking about it sort of helps both of them. Still, it doesn’t occur to either of them that not mentioning who Jason is might cause trouble.

Soon the news spread like wildfire, even the JLA thinks there’s something up between them; Batman changed Red Hood’s status from enemy to ally in their files, he hasn’t mentioned anything about him being a threat at all. Last month, everyone noticed when Red Hood appeared in brand new gear with a clear bat on his chest.

They’re definitely flirting, it’s so obvious! B is the least expressive man on Earth and yet!!! He smiled at Red Hood the other day!!! A real smile!!! He laughed at his joke!!! He never laughs at Dick’s jokes!!!

There’s no way Bruce can keep this hidden, they have to make him slip up, but he never talks about their relationship! They’ve tried everything but he doesn’t catch up on the subtlety.

The public has even started thinking they’re together too but nobody dares post any stories on the news because they’re terrified of Red Hood.

They have no idea.

One day Jason’s out shopping for groceries and who does he run into but Dick fucking Grayson and Tim Drake? He panics for a moment but… they don’t recognise him at all. Well, it sort of makes sense? He was only fifteen when he died and his growth spurt didn’t hit until seventeen. Besides, he has that white streak on his hair now, and his eyes are green instead of blue.

They don’t suspect anything. They don’t even react to the name Jason.

It’s a little funny to him that they don’t know who he is so he decides there’s no harm in hanging around them— he did miss Dick, even if he would never say so out loud, and Tim isn’t that awful once you get to know him.

Alright fine, he likes Tim. He’s sort of funny sometimes and he definitely needs supervision, it’s a miracle this idiot hasn’t gotten himself killed.

Ok fine, a trip to the manor won’t be too bad… and he does miss Alfred’s cookies.

There’s definitely something weird. Something is up. Bruce and Jason seem to know each other…

Did Alfred just call him Master Jason?

Oh no.

He is the Red Hood isn’t he?

He’s dating Bruce.

Maybe— maybe he’ll eventually tell them if they’re patient enough and get to know him? He’s a little volatile sometimes but mostly he’s nice and he loves Alfred and he knows how to cook too, Bruce could do so much worse.

They like Jason, Jason can stay. It’s a little disturbing that their father is dating a man closer to Dick’s age but they’re adults, right? And Jason is not a damsel in distress, if Bruce ever does something to break his heart they’ll help him hide the body.

Everything is weird still, but they can live with it.

Jason introduces himself as Jason Wayne one day on a party.

Dick and Tim are so mad that nobody told them they eloped but they can’t exactly call them out on it because they haven’t even admitted they’re in a relationship.

This is fine, they have to tell them eventually.

Wait who is this kid who claims to be B’s son?

Damian is a bit hard to get with and he seems to want to kill both of them in equal parts so they’re sort of scared to let him meet Jason because they like him and don’t want to scare him off but—

Damian knows Jason.

Damian calls Jason baba.

(Damian, of course, knows Jason from the League of Assassins— he raised him when his mother was too busy and told him about the father he had never met)

Who was ever going to tell them they have a son!?

I mean, it’s obvious that Damian is only B’s biologically, but he calls Jason his father too and he spends every other week with Jason so they obviously share custody and he is both their son!!!

(It never crosses their mind to ask why they don’t live together if they’re supposedly married)

Damian thinks Dick and Tim are just insane and weird.

Why would he even suspect they think his father and older brother are married?

The best part?

Bruce and Jason still have no fucking clue everyone thinks they’re a couple.

#batfam #batman #batkids #dick grayson #tim drake #bruce wayne #jason todd #red hood #BatHood AU #everyone thinks bruce and jason are dating #damian wayne #damian wayne and jason todd are brothers #jason todd raised damian wayne #au #crack

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