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#can you tell that Dick Grayson is my favorite
feelingtheaster99 · 1 year
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Okay so someone has already probably said this, but at the end of the episode of Young Justice season 1 in which evil sorcerers spilt the world into one of only kids and only adults, there is a scene of the YJ kids reuniting with their parents.
But what I realized was that so few of them were actually able to do that. Like we see Wally with his parents, Artemis with her mom, and Billy with his uncle.
But then we see Zatanna move into the cave cause she’s lost her dad to Doctor Fate. And a lot of other people on the team are probably similarly alone.
Like M’gnn and Kaldur maybe less so because their parents are still alive, they’re just away from them (and M’gnn still has her uncle here, whom she might be closer to than her actual parents based upon what she says about her siblings earlier in the season. But we still very much DON’t see either of them reunite with a parent or a parental figure, which I think is so telling.
Connor? Superman is still at the state of ignoring his existence, and he doesn’t know that Lex is his other dad yet (not that he’s necessarily want to in this case), AND he hasn’t bonded with the Kents yet, so he has no parent to come home to.
And Dick. He is the one there watching Zatanna as she moves in. And even though he’s wearing sunglasses you can see how much he empathizes with her. Because yeah he does have Batman to take care of him now (as does she in a different way). But he also knows it’s not the same as his birth parents. And while Zatanna’s loss is fresh, she might be able to see and hug her dad again. But Dick will never be able to hug his birth parents again. And honestly I can’t even imagine how hard that moment must be for him. Because he was to comfort her, he wants to tell her that he understands but he CAN’t because his secret identity.
And all of them, Dick, Zatanna, and Connor must be struggling because they’re hearing and reading about (and perhaps even seeing) these parental unions, but they don’t get them.
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ambrosethedarling · 4 months
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ENTER NIGHTWING!!!
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mqonlighting · 10 months
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redraw of one of my favorite birdflash panels but as spideypool !! just because i was reading nightwing and immediately thought it was fitting lol
[ panel from nightwing (2016) #88 ]
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Dick: Hey Jason, can you give me the opposite of these words? Dick: Always, Coming, From, Take, Me, Down. Jason: Never, Going, To, Give, You- Jason: The fucking satisfaction.
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endmylifelad · 1 year
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Head canon Sunday!
Dick addition!
Heavy whump ahead 😬
Like not for the faint of heart
Dead dove: do not eat level
Quietly dies and tries not to cry every time Roy and Kori come by or ask for Jason instead of him.
Resents Jason for dating his ex’s.
Hates him for dating Roy not even a week after they broke up after telling him why he broke up with arou. He ended their three year relationship due to Roy cheating, lying, going behind his back, and continuing doing drugs after he promised he’d quit and go to rehab and Roy became cruel and even hit him
Hates him for dating Kori just to spite him
Due to experiences with Bruce, Dick will put himself in front of his siblings as a shield. To protect them from Bruce should he lash out suddenly. Only Bruce knows and sees it but doesn’t understand it
Resents that he has to be the glue in the family and do everything to keep them all together and be together
Damian is his son, not Bruce’s. There is no debate about it and those who say otherwise will face his wrath and a punch to the face
Has threatened Bruce that he would take his siblings away if he so much as raised his voice at them
Volunteers at animal shelters and works at doggy daycares for therapy
Doesn’t trust therapists due to one breaking their vow of complete confidentiality and telling things to Bruce - they weren’t life threatening at all and had no cause for it - the other for near sexual assault
Major body image issues - he despises how he looks and has broken a few mirrors after staring for too long. Body dysmorphic
Two times he has gone home and absolutely broke down for the same reason and feeling utterly betrayed by those he cares most. His siblings and best friends sexualizes him and he didn’t know till his friends got drunk and Tim got hit by some toxin on patrol
Has hypoglycemia
Golden boy? Bitch instilled a new and deep level of fear into all of Gothams rouges who to this day fear the hell outta him. Original members of the JLA had no clue a sweet tiny 13 year old in a leotard could be the most dangerous thing and scarier than Batman. Dude was an unhinged feral dirtbag.
Joey was his bi awakening
Still has the ring he was going to propose to Kori with
Some days he resents Bruce for taking him in
At least once or twice a month he will visit his parents grave and will just talk about mundane things, lay down and sleep, read, talks about his Damian, cries about how much he misses them and wishes he was with them and wants to be held and have his mom call him her little Robin again
Resents the other robins for taking his name and colors without a care or asking him at all about it
When Jason is asleep, Dick will watch him and touch him to reassure himself that Jason is in fact alive and here and breathing, regardless of what he’s done and how he truly feels about him
Resents Alfred for not saying anything or stepping in and always taking Bruce’s side - Dick understands his undovoted loyalty but doesn’t understand why he lets Bruce get away with certain things and doesn’t help others due to his actions. Blindsided loyalty
Struggles with SID
Struggles with PTSD
His happy bubbly persona is a complete scam
Ready to beat the shit outta everyone
Goes to Slade when things get rough, too hard, too much. They may be enemies, and neither understand it, but he does
Wants love but is too scared of it
Man crushes on those he knows 100% he shouldn’t, but it just fuels more to the fire of wanting them
Best drinking buddy is Midnighter
More to come but here you go
Happy Easter! 🐣🐰🐇
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speedforce-zoomies · 29 days
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“Favorite hero - go!”
Tim didn’t even look up as he continued to type up his report for the night, “Dick Grayson.”
Jason scoffed, “Way to use your listening ears Timbers, Duke asked who’s your favorite hero, not your favorite brother.”
“I heard and I answered. Dick Grayson. If he’s Robin? Robin is my favorite hero. Now he’s Nightwing? Nightwing is absolutely the coolest hero to ever exist. He’s acting as Batman? Obviously Batman’s the best.”
Dick grinned brightly at Jason, smug in a way only older siblings can be.
“My. Favorite. Hero. Is. Dick. Grayson. From the day I first meet him, to the day I discovered his hero identity, to becoming a part of his legacy, to the first time he called me his brother, to today and till the day we’re both dirt and worms, my big brother will always be my favorite hero. You use your listening ears.”
Several of the others made faces or rolled their eyes at dirt and worms part of his rant but Dick only laughed quietly and hugged Tim so tightly that Tim felt the air being slowly but steadily pushed out of his lungs. Tim made no complaints but did roll his eyes, though no one but Cass could tell if it was at Jason or Dick.
“I can not find fault in your decision,” Damian weighed in, “And obviously, Father is your second favorite, thus your third favorite must also be of equal valor?”
Tim huffed and wiggled his way out of Dick’s loving embrace, “Who said B was my second favorite?”
Everyone blinked at him and he grinned, the exact same expression on his face as had been on Dick’s a few minutes prior, submitted his report, grabbed his Zesti off the ground beside him, and took advantage of Bruce and Alfred entering the cave to escape any more questions.
“Good night!” Dick called after him.
“Night!” Tim waved behind him.
“Well, I think I’m a strong contender for second favorite,” Tim heard Stephanie say and someone’s muffled response before the grandfather clock closed behind him.
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batfamluvr · 7 months
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Bat-Boys in Bed
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Dick Grayson’s mouth is filthy. And he gets enough praise, so I think he’d be into praising you instead.” You’re so pretty, all fucked-out and dumb…just for me” as he pounds into you, panting in between words.
He’d also be into touchy sex positions, like missionary where he can hook his nose into your neck and wrap his arms around you. Dick would be into you giving him hickies.
I think Dick has an insane stamina—round after round. His hips would meet yours at a punishing pace as he muttered out praise,” this cunt is so warm and wet for me. My beautiful girl.” And he place wet kisses to your neck and cheeks.
Dick isn’t above moaning, but he’s not pornographic about it.i see him whimpering and begging if he’s getting a blow job or if you’re on top and teasing him, but I don’t see him moaning as much or more than you.
Jason Todd isn’t much of a talker during sex, but I do believe he moans. He’d be a lot more gentle with you than popular belief thinks. Especially if we’re talking older, mature Jason who’s passed his “fresh from the pit madness.”
I do believe Jason has a choking kink and I’ll die on this hill. And it doesn’t have to be his hand around your throat or vice versa. It can be him shoving his cock to the back of your throat and feeling you pulse and throb around him.
He enjoys, mature Jason too, seeing your eyes go wide and glassy. Jason loves to pull his cock from your mouth after you’ve had enough and seeing your lips plump and pink. He loves the slight flush of your tits.
Jason is a lot more eager to switch roles and be on the bottom than Dick. If you’re feeling top-ish and want to ride. Jason wouldn’t argue as you ground down on him, rolling your hips and leaving a trail of slick on his pelvis.
He’d beg through covered lips as you shushed him and picked up your pace, driving your hips forward and giving Jason the release he’d been craving.
I don’t know enough about Tim or Duke, sorry.
Bruce is harder to read because there’s decades of lore, canon, and stuff that’s not in the main continuity. Many writers have different versions of him that some favorite—however, here goes.
Bruce is a control freak. Whether you planned it or not, you’d end up in a dom/sub dynamic. He’d be choosing your clothes, picking which jewelry he buys, telling you when to cum before you even realize it.
I also think he has a power imbalance kink, just a little bit. Nothing extreme or megalomaniacal. So I truly believe you wouldn’t be rich (sorry lol); you’d maybe be a lesser known vigilante, and that’s if Bruce is healthily interested in you. I believe you’d be a civilian, but a smart and compassionate one. We know Bruce isn’t one to dumb himself down for company; we know Bruce is attracted to smart women, but none of his past relationships worked because they didn’t have a heart ( I love Talia, but he real; she wasn’t Mother Teresa).
This one may lose people, but I believe Bruce has a breeding kink. It would be a chance for him to restart. His only blood child is an arrogant, cold assassin and the rest of his children are masked vigilantes who dance with death nightly. But with you, his love, he could have a child not born in pain and anger. He’s older and wiser; he’s not as vengeful and mission oriented as he was when he adopted Dick and Jason; Tim sought him out, and Damian came with a chip on his shoulder.
Bruce is unyielding in his refusal to switch places. He’s too paranoid and enjoys control too much to bottom. The closest you’ll get to topping is bossing him around from the bottom.” faster, pretty boy.” You reached up and caressed his face as his pace stuttered and he spilled into you, gasping and groaning as he did.
You wouldn’t be fucked in the suit or the Batmobile. And he hates being called Batman in bed. The closest you’d get to mixing sex with his vigilante life is getting fucked in the Batcomputer seat.
Damian Wayne is the kinkiest Batfam member. I see Damian, who didn’t undergo such a beautiful arc, having a blood and bondage kink.
Damian preferred to tie you down rather than tie you up. He cares for you, and tying you up puts you in an uncomfortable position (he doesn’t want that) and it screws with your circulation. And if he ties you down, he can see your face as he places the vibrator right on your clit. He can see you try to knock your knees—to no avail.
Damian loved to take a small knife and inflict a wound, if you can even call it that. It was feather soft, and you loved when he would wrap his mouth around the wound and suck the blood. Then he’d kiss you, letting the saliva and metallic taste mingle.
I believe Damian would be into hickies and spanking too, but not the for the violence like I see from the kinkier side of the fandom. He would be into hickies, spanking, bandage, and blood play for the markings. It all boiled down to markings. And that’s not to claim that those activities didn’t get you both off, but Damian’s true enjoyment stemmed from the possessiveness of it all.
That’s why he likes to untie you and massage the rope imprints, then walk you to the mirror and spin you around, letting you see all the prints and marks. He could feel himself harden again, but he knew he’d break you if he ever tried to impose his libido and stamina on you.
Don’t kill me, but Damian isn’t into cunnilingus. He also wouldn’t bottom, not like you’d want him to. If, and that’s a huge “if” ( it’s months into the relationship too), he does bottom, it’s not traditional bottoming. Damian would top from the bottom,” go slower, grind harder, beloved.” And he’d grip your hips hard enough to leave prints, because marks, duh!
Damian likes sloppy blow jobs. I know he’s proper and clean, but trust me. Spit, moans, and whimpers; that’s what gets him off. And seeing your cheeks flush and your breathing quicken, but you keep going lower and taking more of him in. He appreciates the determination, and it makes him feel in control, huge, and dominant which strokes his ego.
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millyhelp · 4 months
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Lock the door.
DILF!Dick Grayson x wife!fem!reader
Request: hiii!! I love ur work for dick soooo much I'm actually foaming at the mouth😵‍💫 I was wondering if u could do these prompts 35. “Ooh, you’re not wearing any underwear. Trying to tell me something?” 21. “Go and lock the door for me. I don’t want anyone to walk in while I’m balls deep.” with dilf!dick fucking his wife after putting their kid to sleep. thank you!!
warnings: boobsmilk kink!, breeding kink!, p in v sex, Dick called the reader "mama". Johnny is 2yo here. 18+ minors dni!
notes: I had to do this as a request and not just as a prompt! I just loved the idea!!
Taglist: @harleycao , @spectr3inl0ve , @sparklytoaster
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You and Dick were putting Johnny to sleep. Today was one of the rare occasions where Dick arrived home from the station early and spent some extra time with Johnny and you.
“Lavenders blue, dilly, dilly. Lavender's green. When you are king, dilly, dilly. I shall be queen…” Your voice sounded sweet throughout the room, making the little boy sleep.
Dick watched the two of you closely with a smile on his face, he felt like the most accomplished man in the world. His eyes couldn't help but notice the blue pajamas hugging your body. He sighed and got up slowly so as not to wake Johnny and walked over to you on the other side of the boy's small bed. Dick needs you tonight.
He extended a hand to you and before you took it, you kissed Johonny's forehead and turned off the lamp. Taking Dick's hand, he guides you out of Johnny's room and closes the door silently.
The hand before yours takes place on your waist and guides you to the bedroom. Dick's bare chest presses into your back as the two of you walk to your shared bedroom.
Upon arriving at the bedroom, Dick plants a kiss on your neck and runs his nose along the extension shortly after.
“My favorite..." He finally said something and his voice sounded hoarse and low. You smiled and turned to look at him.
"Yes, the Chanel you gave me for my birthday." You giggled. Dick always loved the smell of perfume on you, and of course, you only wore this one for him. “I missed you…”
Dick’s hands went directly to your waist again, this time, pulling you into him.
“Yeah?...” He kissed your lips “Did my beautiful wife miss me?”
“Mhm” You looked into the intense blue eyes.
“And how much did she missed me?..." Dick's eyes looked at your mouth and your eyes waiting for a response.
“Why don't you find out?" You looked at his lips.
Dick attacked your lips in a needy way. His tongue dancing next to yours brought whimpers from your throat.
Dick's hands began to roam your body, squeezing, pinching and pulling. At some point he puts both hands on your ass inside your little pajama shorts.
“Ooh, you’re not wearing any underwear.” His mouth was swollen from the kiss. He looked into her eyes, the pupils taking over the blue. “Trying to tell me something?”
“Yes... I told you to find out how much I missed you." Your fingers played with the hair on the back of his neck. "Does that answer your question?"
"Oh yes, that does." He nodded his head with a smile. Still with his hands on your ass, he pulls you up to give you momentum so you can jump onto his lap, wrapping your legs around his hips.
He carried you to the bed and laid you down on it. Kisses were planted on your neck. Nimble fingers began to unbutton your pajama shirt so he could have more access to your collarbone.
“Oh God!” Dick groaned "No bra? My prayers have been answered."
You gave a small laugh. Dick loved your breasts, especially because you still breastfed Johnny sometimes. The little boy was only two years old and only nursed in the afternoon, but today, for some reason, Johnny didn't want to.
Your breasts were swollen and round from the milk. Dick could swear he felt drool run down the corner of his lip.
“Can I?” Dick looked into your eyes. His eyes sparkled with lust and anticipation.
When you nodded, Dick's lips closed around your left breast. The contact of his lips on your sensitive nipple made you moan.
Sucking the milk and licking the tip of your nipple, Dick felt high and very horny. His fingers guided themselves inside your pajama shorts.
He ran his fingers through her wet folds and moaned with his mouth on her nipple. Another whimper was heard from you.
“Hmm I need to fuck you!” He said after releasing your nipple with a 'pop' of his mouth. He ran his tongue across his bottom lip. The scene was totally sexy. “Go and lock the door for me. I don’t want to Johnny walk in while I’m balls deep.”
You nodded and stood up. Dick slapped your ass as you went to lock the bedroom door.
"My wife is so sexy..." Dick looked at you as if he was going to fuck you, and he really was.
Walking back to him. Dick pulls on his pajama button-down shirt making them pop.
“It's okay, mama. I can give you another one.” And he was really going to give you another one, but before that, his lips went towards your right breast. This one he hadn't attacked yet.
Dick squeezed and the pressure of the milk in his mouth was greater. He moaned at the sensation. You could feel Dick's cock poking your thigh through the fabric of his sweatpants.
“Dick, please.” You sighed. “I need you…”
Licking your nipple, he pulls away from your breast.
“Needing me, mama? Where do you need me?”
“Inside. I need you Inside.” Your hand passed over Dick's hard, needy cock. He trembled under your touch.
“Can you ride me? Huh?” Dick pulled up his sweatpants. He had no underwear on, which made his hard and heavy dick hit his stomach as soon as it was freed.
You nodded and took off your shorts. Straddling his lap, he fit the tip into your wet folds.
You slowly went down on his length. Dick and you always fit together. It was as if he was tailor-made just for you. His big cock, from the first time together, always filled you up.
A moan left your lips and Dick returned his attention to your breasts.
You started to move up, down and roll on top of Dick's cock. With one hand on your hip and the other on your other breast, Dick helped you.
"I'm going to keep you with my children... do you know why?" He grunted and looked into your eyes as you moved up and down. You shook your head. “So I can continue to suck that sweet milk of yours! You are so good to me, mama! So good!"
You moaned at his words. Dick could only imagine your belly being round and big again. You being sensitive and very horny during pregnancy. He wants it all again.
With his hands on either side of your hips, Dick helped you bounce faster on his dick. He felt you tighten more and more around him, the tip hitting the bottom of your uterus.
"Dick! Oh-Mhmmm!" You're close and Dick was too. Dick's hands still tightened on his hips.
“Close?” He asks and you respond with a whimper. “Good…”
Dick takes his hands to your boxes and he stands up with his dick still inside you. The grip on your thighs is firm.
He starts fucking you standing up. You weren't supported by anything other than Dick's strong grip on your thighs.
Deep and quick thrusts made wet noises thanks to the new position.
"I'm going to fill you with my children. Do you like how that sounds?" Dick grunted looking at your face which was red and sweaty. "Are you close, mama? I know you are. Cum for me! Let me feel you!"
Dick's pelvis hit her clitoris, causing friction. Your orgasm exploded hard and Dick came to you with grunts.
He sat back down while he still had his cock inside you. Your face rested between his neck and his thumb stroked your back to calm the spasms of your orgasm.
"You really missed me, mama." Dick whispered and you let out a small laugh.
“I did, and-”
Knock knock
A small knock on the door was heard, and soon after a crying voice.
“Mommy! Mommy!” Johnny's voice echoed behind the door.
“Fuck…” Dick sighed "I'll sort this out, lay in bed and I'll come clean you up as soon as I'm done with Johnny."
Dick pulled out of you making you shudder and he put his sweatpants back on.
In the end, Johnny just woke up startled by Mommy's screams. Dick took a while to convince the little boy that his mother was sleeping and that it was all his dreams. The two-year-old boy didn't stay long and fell asleep in Dick's arms.
Poor Johnny.
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I'm slowly coming back heheheh
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ev-arrested · 11 months
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My favorite HC ever is Dick Grayson just. Acting dumb. In all aspects.
Richard John Grayson is perfectly fucking capable of cooking. Is stereotyped to be capable of burning water and is banned from the manor’s kitchen. His brothers have no idea he knows how to make a three Michelin star steak.
Dick Grayson is bisexual. He knows this, has known it for forever, and is 100% comfortable with it. Based on what others would tell you, though, he’s completely straight and is actually a little uncomfortable with being considered gay. 100% a fierce ally to his queer family and friends tho.
What’s navigation like for Dickie Gray? A master. Can track anything, navigate anywhere, knows a dozen methods for any given survival scenario. To everyone else? Dick cannot do it. Incapable. Directionally challenged. You’d think a trapeze artist would know which way is up, but no. He gets it from his parents.
Dickiebird? Excellent manipulator. We know this. His family knows it. Some of his friends know it. They pray for any poor soul who has no idea how manipulative Dick can be. They watch in the distance disappointedly, knowing that Dick’s victim just thinks he’s an ordinary, honest, standup guy, all the while not even knowing that despite being aware of Dick’s true nature, they are being manipulated in equal measure.
Related side note: Good ol Richy? Incredible conversationalist. Everyone knows this. It’s his whole persona. Wears that fact on his sleeve. He always finds a way to make everyone feel like he’s interested in the conversation, even if he would rather die than talk about the current topic for a second longer. And this goes beyond just giving occasional sounds of acknowledgment and peppering words like “cool” or “yeah”. Someone could be talking about the most boring topic imaginable, and he’d have a dazzling smile on his face, his body language signifying that he’s completely engaged, will even ask proper clarifying questions in an attempt to learn more. When he exits the conversation, someone asks, “wow, are you really that fascinated by (insert inane topic)?” and while Dick’s smile doesn’t even falter, he immediately drops the pretense and says, “Oh, absolutely not. That was the most boring conversation I’ve ever had in my life.”
Dick Grayson has gotten this far in life because people consistently underestimate him. He’s made himself come across as juuust incompetent enough (in very particular ways that don’t compromise his image as a capable leader), leaving everyone absolutely fucking blindsided whenever he pulls the rug out from under them about what they thought he was capable of.
And we love him for it.
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suppose-i-was-worm · 11 months
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Dani A(Clone)
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***Thank y'all for 200 followers!! I look forward to getting to know y'all!***
Oliver Queen, the Green Arrow of Star City, was not easy to startle. He went through too much training, too much pain to not be on the alert all the time. Letting out a breath, he shot his arrow, hitting his far away target with an ease that he was familiar with after so many years.
“Wow, Mister, you sure have good aim!”
Oliver Queen, when startled, screamed like a goat. He spun, looking for an enemy, but instead was met with the curious face of a young girl sitting on the ground behind him, leaning her chin on her fist.
Oliver took a moment to recollect himself.
“Hello, young miss. Can I help you?”
The girl tilted her head.
“I’m looking for my brother. Are you a hero?”
Nodding, Oliver pointed to his bow with the hand not holding it.
“I’m the Green Arrow.”
She didn’t seem impressed.
“Tell me more about your brother? Is he older? Younger? What’s his name?”
“Stranger danger, what’s your name?”
Oliver paused.
“Green Arrow.”
“His name’s John, in that case. John Jacob Jingleheimer Smith.”
“John?”
“His name is my name too.”
By the glint in the girl’s eyes, Oliver was being pranked somehow and neither child was named John. He tried a different approach.
“What does your brother look like?”
“Like me, but a boy.”
Helpful. He knew he was supposed to be kind and gentle with civilian children, but Oliver almost wanted to pick this girl up and shake her until she had useful information.
There was a crunch on the rooftop behind him, and by the sounds it was Arsenal coming to find out what was taking him so long.
“Oh wow, you’re cool!”
The girl bounced up and darted around Oliver to circle Roy, looking him up and down.
“Now there’s a hero! Baseball cap? Clean shaven? Be still my beating heart!”
Oliver’s only solace was that Roy looked about as off-put as he himself was.
“Can I be a hero? My brother’s a hero, we’d find each other that way!”
Roy smiled at the kid.
“Well, it takes a lot to be a hero, you know? What would your hero name be?”
“Phantom, like my brother. And it’s fine! I’ve got powers, see?”
The girl lifted off the ground, hovering, and crossed her legs underneath her to sit in the air.
“I can do some other stuff too, but the flight is the coolest.”
Oliver looked at Roy, who seemed to be seriously thinking about the girl’s proposition.
“Arsenal, you can’t- What about her parents?”
The girl’s float drooped a little.
“They’re… gone. It’s just me and my brother, and I don’t know where he is. I’m from the Infinite Realms, and I can’t get back without him.”
The Infinite Realms sounded like Justice League Dark shit.
“Let me introduce you to the Teen Titans, then. Phantom, right?”
Phantom lit up, and Oliver stared in shock at his teammate.
Batman would be so pissed at him.
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Dick Grayson smiled at the girl in front of him. Damian had convinced him to come meet her, claiming that she was an ‘integral part of the team’, only a few weeks into her tenure with the Titans.
Phantom smiled back, too sharp teeth on display.
“Hello, Phantom. I’m Nightwing, Robin’s brother. How are you today?”
“Stellar, thanks!” She did a little twirl midair. “How are you, Mister Nightwing sir?”
“I’m doing well. I heard that you didn’t allow for a DNA sample? It would make life in the tower much easier if we had your biometrics.”
She scowled, suddenly dropping to the ground and crossing her arms. She was short, for a sixteen-year-old, but Dick was still a little thrown off by the ferocious look on her face.
“Don’t you Gotham folks know when no means no? Consent is sexy and you are not. I’ve met heroes with better etiquette than any of you.”
He held his hands up in a gesture of peace.
“I won’t force you. Who’s your favorite hero?”
Immediately, as if a switch had been flipped, Phantom was up in the air again, grinning like a loon.
“Phantom Prime, of course! My brother is the strongest person I know.”
Kid Flash looked up from where he’d been assembling a puzzle.
“You met Superman the other day, though?”
Phantom scoffed.
“My brother could kick his ass. Ancients, I'd kick his ass if you guys would let me. He deserves an ass-kicking.”
“Why?”
Dick would admit he was just as confused as Kid Flash.
“Vibes.”
“Vibes? What kind of vibes?”
“Fruitloop vibes.”
“That doesn’t make much sense, Phantom.”
“Sure it does! Hey, Superboy!”
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Kon-el startled at being caught listening in to the conversation. He turned to address Phantom from the tower kitchen.
“What’s up?”
“Is Superman’s secret identity rich?”
“Uh, no?”
“Does he have a lair?”
“Kinda?”
“How is he about clones?”
Kon must have made a face, because Phantom pointed at him.
“Ah-ha! Those vibes! Clone hater vibes.”
Stepping out of the kitchen, Kon tried to downplay the issue.
“I mean, he’s gotten better, but…”
“Nope! He’s still an asshole and deserves an ass-kicking.”
Nightwing held up a hand like a kid in a schoolroom.
“You have an opinion about clones?”
Phantom nodded decisively.
“My brother says that clones didn’t ask to be made, just like any other kid. It’s not their fault, it’s the fault of their creator. He says that the sins of the father should not be visited on the sons.”
Kon stepped closer, curious.
“But. Isn’t it a violation? If someone makes a clone without the donor’s knowledge?”
Phantom looked over at him with big, sad eyes.
“My sister says that’s between the donor and the creator. No kid should be painted as the one in the wrong when they were a victim, too.”
Nightwing spoke up again, sounding a little out of his depth.
“You deal with a lot of clones?”
She grinned, and Kon could tell there was a secret behind the twinkle in her eyes.
“One or two.”
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Dani heard a knock on the frame of her open door and turned to greet her visitor. It was getting late- she was pretty surprised that anyone was still awake.
“Hey Superboy! How can I help?”
“Would you-‘ he looked sheepish. ‘Would you really beat up Superman for me?”
She cracked her knuckles. Someone had said that Kon-el was a clone, but she hadn’t really expected him to admit to it. They weren’t even properly teammates- he was part of Young Justice, not Teen Titans.
“I’d beat up anybody to protect the honor of clone-kind, Superboy.”
“Why?”
Making a split second decision, Dani leaned in close.
“Can you keep a secret, Kon-el?”
“Yeah?”
“You’d better. Us clones have to stick together, amiright?”
Superboy looked at her, stunned, and she winked.
“Just don’t tell the bats. Batman has both rich and secret lair vibes.”
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incorrectbatfam · 1 year
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dickie and jason headcanons pretty please
Everyone thinks Tim and Damian are a nightmare to have in a room together, but it's actually Dick and Jason. Tim and Damian still need to work through a thing or two and subconsciously pull their punches because of that, but Dick and Jason have no such thing. They've been siblings the longest and at this point it's an undisputed fact that they love each other, so there's zero limit to them being absolute menaces
They've been in a Toy Blast standoff since last year. Dick keeps speedrunning the levels and Jason keeps deleting the app from Dick's phone until he catches up
The bathroom switch in the Bludhaven apartment is outside the bathroom. Barbara kept telling Dick to get it changed and he kept procrastinating, so when Jason broke in and turned the lights off in the middle of Dick's shower, all Babs said from the other room was "Told you so"
Jason: "Alfred, tell Dick to quit breathing over my shoulder"
Dick: "Tell Jason to quit blocking the screen with his big helmet"
Alfred: "Sort it out yourselves, this is not in my job description"
Dick wrestled Jason for an Oreo but also gave him the comfier sleeping bag in the span of five minutes while they were on a stakeout
Jason is absolutely the sibling that chases Dick around the house with a knife for fun when Bruce and Alfred aren't around
Dick: "Get out of my room"
Jason, lurking outside the windowsill: "I'm not in your room"
Dick's outfits aren't truly considered nice until they pass the Jason Test, which is getting a "meh" instead of "you look like you were drawn by a fourth grader"
To brag that he got the last slice of pizza, Jason slapped it across Dick's face
The most accurate ruler in the world is the one they use to split the last candy bar (but Dick secretly lets Jason have an extra millimeter)
And the most accurate measuring cup is the one they divide the last of the apple juice with (though Jason generously gives Dick a few drops more)
The tension is palpable—even the Subway guy cutting their sandwich can feel it
Alfred sends them out to do yard work and they start sword-fighting with increasingly bigger sticks until Dick grabs a rake and Jason whips out the All-Blades
Jason: "I was here first!"
Dick: "I was born first!"
Jason: "I was adopted first!"
Dick has two Instagram accounts—Dick Grayson and Nightwing. Jason has three—Jason Todd, Red Hood, and the verified Nightwing
When the Cave is colder than usual, Jason brings Dick his favorite peppermint hot chocolate but always takes the first sip
Together they stole the bat-plane, flew to Lebanon for food, received a hefty fine after nearly colliding with a fighter jet, got a huge scratch on the side, paid someone under the table to fix it, and put it back where they found it in the span of Bruce debriefing the Justice League
Dick will go through Jason's leftovers, pick out what he likes, and leave the rest. Later he'll hear Jason walk out of the kitchen shouting "Who the FUCK took the shrimp out of my shrimp fried rice?!"
When they were kids Jason's bedtime was half an hour later than Dick's. Dick still has beef with Bruce about that
Dick is Player 1. Jason is Player 6 because the first time they played he grabbed a random controller from a box of dozen
Jason: "Help me bury this body"
Dick: "Sure"
Jason: "Also I need to delete all record of this guy's existence"
Dick: "Will do"
Jason: "And can you get me a drink?"
Dick: "Get it yourself"
When he first arrived, Jason was resistant to the idea of having an older sibling until he realized he has Younger Brother Privilege
Dick hides the remote with a sword swallowing trick and Jason hates it
They use texts for personal conversations, WhatsApp for vigilante business, and Snapchat for unhinged memery. It's like talking to 3 separate people
They also have their own text abbrevation: DTB (Don't tell Bruce)
They don't apologize, they just sulk in their rooms for a couple hours until Alfred calls them down for dinner and they forget all about it
Goon: "Who's that blue fella? Youse was fightin' real loud"
Jason: "Nightwing. He just pisses me off sometimes"
Goon: "I can take care of him"
Jason, lighting a cigarette: "Go ahead, I'll be here when you get your ass handed to you"
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Hold the Popcorn
Pairing: Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, established relationship, teasing, fingering, breast groping, clit stimulation, movie night, domestic
Word count: 0.6k
A/N: This came to me while writing writing another DC post and it wouldn't leave me alone.
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"Excited for movie night tonight Dick?" You sorted through your DVD collection, trying to find something sweet, relaxing and romantic, something to lighten the mood after the long week. It was tradition for you and Dick to have at least one date night a week, tonight was your turn to pick so you picked movie night.
"As long as its not another Magic Mike movie." Dick was already sitting on the couch, with the full bowl of popcorn he'd made, an assortment of snacks and drinks on the little coffee table before him.
You laughed as you almost wanted to pick that, "Oh it wasn't that bad. You even tried to learn their dances. For the record, you do them better." By the look on his face you could tell he didn't know if he should be happy about that or not. "Relax, its not gonna be another Magic Mike." It wasn't, you decided to spare him, this time.
As you turned the movie on and pressed play you aimed to take a seat next to Dick but he had other plans, he pulled you in his lap, handing you the popcorn in the process and wrapped his arms around you in a hug, "Here you go baby, best spot in the house."
"What a gentleman." You turned your face to kiss him softly and briefly before the movie really got started.
It was good to do this every now and then, enjoy each other's warmth and the simple intimacy that came with having his front pressed to your back, his breath tickling your skin and his laughter in your ear.
About half way into the movie you felt his hands beginning to wonder. It was small at first, hands smoothing over your shoulders, fingers around your neck to tilt your head, tracing patterns along your thighs, stealing your popcorn from your fingers and gently biting at them. Completely innocent, you didn't think anything of it until you felt them trailing into your shirt to cup your naked breasts.
"Dick? The movie is still- ahn!" You groaned and arched into his touch when he rubbed circles over your nipples with his thumbs, both of them at the same time.
"It's a good movie. You should keep watching." He suggested and kept massaging and groping. "There's a good part coming up." As he said that his left hand started drifting down your body, nudging your thighs apart and pushing them past your panties, "My favorite part." His finger rolled over your clit, your hips rising to meet him, "Don't spill the popcorn, it's gonna be a nightmare to clean up."
Dick kept teasing your clit as you desperately tried to keep focused on what was happening in the movie. The two main characters were heading home from their first date, hand in hand, exchanging cute banter. That was you and him a while back, and how he's fingering you to as you watch a romance movie. You tighten your grip on the popcorn bowl, your breathing interrupted by little mewls and hisses.
"Shh. I can't hear the movie, do you need me to keep you quiet or can you do it yourself?" You couldn't. No way, not when his middle finger pushed inside your pussyhole, "Be a good girl for me. I know you can, you can be so good for me when you try." Try. You tried to keep your hips from thrusting upwards, you tried to keep your voice down, you tried not to arch your back into his hand groping as it pinched your nipple, you tried to stop yourself from coming all over his palm. You failed all of it.
Worst of all... you spilled the popcorn.
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deaddovedecadence · 4 months
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(Guess which fucker is suffering from his uterus again? ME! Bevcucase I am suffering you get to hear how I think each member of the batfam (sibs only cause im mad at bruce rn for something he did in another story)would deal with you aggressively swearing at the Universe)
*Transmasc Reader on their period headcanons*
Dick Grayson
“I am going to stab a motherfucker in the throat and sacrifice them to the sun god if means he’ll end my pain”
surprised af, looks at you like you’re crazy
mildy concerned that you’re muttering under your breath swearing vengeance at the universe for giving you a period (apparently the uterus thing is fine but the period thing isn’t?)
Eventually asks what’s wrong and when you tell him that everything hurts, he’s very much going ooh and calling up babs to ask for some help with managing your pain. Once that’s happened he takes you to his room because his mattress is heated and wraps himself around you for a nap
Jason Todd
“If one more person tests me I’m telling Damian that they pissed me off”
He’s surprised with the viciousness of your throat and then pissed when he realizes that you have his favorite hoodie
you have to give him all the puppy eyes in the world to convince him that you need it and it smells like him and that makes it safe.
He understands better then a lot of people because his working girls complain to him when they see him.
helps your make even more creative threats because it’s funny to watch the horror on dick’s face when he hears them.
Cassandra Cain
“I’m going to rip out my uterus and feed it to the ground”
Dies laughing to herself at the absolute violence you threaten yourself with too make the pain stop then scolds you for threatening to hurt yourself
you explain to her that you aren’t actually going to hurt yourself and that you’re just in pain and severely dysphoric.
To combat this, Cass calls you brother (well signs it aggressively) while she cuddles with you in Dick’s bed (it’s the best bed okay!)
Tim Drake
“I hate my everyone and everything”
Finds you crying, and swearing at your body in front of the mirror. Immediately goes into damage control mode, bundling you away from the mirror and calling bart, because Bart’’s also trans and ergo he might know how to help with your freak out.
Bart has to stop Tim from freaking out and very patiently explains to him that sometimes bouts of dysphoria happen and there is nothing that anyone can do about them. Tim ends up asking again if you want to start t and when you say no, he just sits with you on the ground while you come back to yourself
Duke Thomas
“Fuck these motherfucking cramps,”
As the only other trans person in the manor (though Duke is agender to your transmasc) you feel a special kind of bond with him. He makes you feel comfortable and safe when your skin is itchy and all you want to do is explode
Laughs at you swearing at your cramps, and offers you some aleve and a heat pad. The two of you watch an anime together and argue about ship wars. It’s great!
Damian Al-Ghul Wayne
“I am going to rip out the universe’s entrails and give them to damian as a gift”*
Thinks that it’s perfectly reasonable to be angry at your body for failing you.
Makes you spar to get all of the anger that lives inside of you out. It’s very funny to watch the two of you. scream in different languages as you attempt to beat dummies into a pulp
He of everyone understands that it’s hard to keep control of anger and keeps you start to notice when your hold on it is fraying
*(the line that inspired everything)
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I feel compelled to expand upon the previous fae/folklore! Batboys headcanons:
-Bruce is just a straight up normal human. I think this provides a great opportunity for angst because unlike his immortal? children Bruce does age and it terrifies them. And Bruce is young he’s in his early 30s but like his knees will crack a little or his back is slightly stiff after a bad patrol and it just sends them into a spiral because they cannot fathom their dad not being around forever. I can definitely imagine them trying to strong arm Bruce into becoming some flavor of unaging. You could go super dark or just more generally emotional angst but damn the possibilities.
-Cass is giving me shadow person. Very cryptid of her. I’m not sure that I have a clear backstory for her worked out yet. Either magic gone wrong or she’s another flavor of undead like Jason and Tim. I like to imagine she just hovers over people at night to be creepy.
-Originally I wanted to say Duke was a Will-o-the-wisp. But I’m not really sure it fits, especially since he’s primarily active during the day. Then it hit me. Mothman. My lamplight boy is a moth creature. I like the idea of him hiding his little antenna under a beany and wearing sunglasses. The wings would be difficult. But my boy is creative.
- I think Steph and Barbara are also human like Bruce they just are extra bad ass.
-Coming back to life as a magical creature warps peoples memories and emotions from both the trauma and changing into something not human. Tim is significantly less effected than Jason, at least outwardly, because he was only a toddler when he died so he didn’t have many memories or experiences to draw from, but Jason was super volatile. His memories surrounding Willis became even more dark while his memories of his mother sort of glossed over her absentee parenting and drug use. Jason can’t help but struggle with associating the negative learned experience he had with his first paternal figure with Bruce. Jason ends up going to live with Talia for a while because he doesn’t want to feel that way about his dad anymore.
-Basically I think Jason, at least mentally, is the most human of Bruce’s kids besides Damian because he actually lived a life as a human, where as Tim changed so young that he doesn’t really know how to be anything but his extremely disturbing self.
-I think Gotham just has major ‘I do not see it’ energy. Like The Batfamily? Demons from hell. The Wayne’s? Hot neurodivergent people. Did you see Dick Grayson unhinge his jaw like a fucking snake at a gala? No you didn’t he just has a really big smile. Jason Todd??? Has scales??? Nope actually he just developed early onset Eczema and he’s really self conscious about it how dare you! Tim Drake sucking the blood of the himbo blonde boy? Everyone knows Tim and Bernard are total freaks. Cassandra Cain is your sleep paralysis demon? Honestly fair.
-It’s totally a coincidence that strange misfortune befalls anyone who threatens the Wayne’s!
-Clark is Bruce’s favorite man to sleep on so he gets a pass. I don’t know why but a midwestern spin on the story of princess kaguya lives in my head rent free. Like Martha Kent is just shucking corn and then boom baby in the corn. We call that children of the corn. I still love to imagine him being like so perfect that it’s high key alien, but his little sharp nails and fangies! Maybe even slightly pointy ears. And like Clark fully thinks he is human, like his parents don’t tell him humans can’t fly until he’s in kindergarten, and even then they just tell him he is special and learned super fast and shouldn’t embarrass the other kids and Clark is such a Good BoyTM that he just never uses his powers in public cause he doesn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable. Like bro doesn’t learn he is adopted until he is about to go to college, he is just straight up clueless.
-Clark learns Dick is a Fae creature when Batman brings Robin to the Watchtower cause he couldn’t get a baby sitter and Alfred doing some spooky shit like dusting the mausoleum. Like Batman just slinking around but there is this super colorful child with him. And then Dick turns and smiles and it’s just so wrong, like his mouth just stretching his face like some horror movie shit. Clark almost shots himself cause like what the fuck. Bruce told Dick to just ‘be himself’ so like he just thinks he’s being friendly. Despite being creepy as all hell Clark kinda thinks Dick is super adorable. Like was he spider crawling around the floor with all his limbs bent the wrong way while Bruce and Clark were talking? Yeah but then he just tugged on Bruce’s cape to ask for a juice box, like that’s a baby.
-Jason freaked him out in a different way. Since Jason is undead he doesn’t have a heartbeat and doesn’t need to breath so when he isn’t moving he makes literally zero noise. When he first met Clark he was just watching him from around corners and behind stair banisters and Clark was convinced he was losing his mind and hallucinating the kid from the Grudge. Then Bruce is just like “Oh you met Jason! He’s so sweet, just a little shy. He’s my second oldest! I think he likes you though.” And then a little grey blue slightly webbed hand just reaches around the corner to give a little wave and boom Clark would kill for him.
-Tim is similar in that Clark has trouble pinpointing his location because of a lack of normal bodily functions, but Tim has no idea what a boundary is. So like at first he’s a shy little toddler and then that night he’s crawling all over Clark and pranking him nonstop.
-Damian is a baby but like Clark looked in his eyes and just felt like this infant could see his past present and future and was judging him heavily. Clark was relieved cause at least he had a heartbeat.
-Cass lives to fuck with Clark. She’s Jason’s age but not only has no heartbeat and doesn’t breath, when she is in shadow form he can’t see her with X-ray vision. She can literally make herself undetectable to Superman. He learns this one night sleeping in a guest room at the manor. He gets the feeling he is being watched but can’t find anyone. Then right when he relaxes her arm shoots out from the darkness under his bed and grabs his leg. Clark screams so loud it cracks the window. And then just nearly silent muffled laughter as the arm retreats into the darkness. He X-Ray visions but nothing is there. He demands to stay in Bruce’s room after that. Bruce is just like “Oh that was just Cass. She likes playing practical jokes, she is my little princess!”
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kimpossibly · 1 year
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— dating dick grayson
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PAIRING: dick grayson x fem!reader WARNINGS: there is some nsfw content underneath the cut (i labelled it so it can't be missed). there are also mentions of fighting, cuts, bruises, general vigilante stuff. SUMMARY: just some cute (and some spicy) headcanons for dating our beloved nightwing
NOTE: I love writing for this character so much — specifically because I've heard from sooooo many people that my boyfriend looks exactly like him. It actually became such a recurring joke with my friend group that we dressed up as Dick & Barbara Gordon for homecoming. But the resemblance is so uncanny it's actually insane — hence why I love this character so much. I hope you guys enjoy this thing I wrote at three in the morning!!
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Dick is so protective, just as a person. Of family, of friends, and especially of you.
If you're a Titan like him, he's the first to jump to your side in a fight — not because he doesn't think you can handle yourself (he knows you can) but because he can't bear not having you in his eye line during a fight. If something were to happen when his back was turned, he'd never quite be able to get over it.
In the middle of the fight, he's constantly shouting to you, asking if you're okay, if you need help. And after the fight he's the first one to you, asking if you're hurt.
And if you're a civilian and you somehow get caught in the middle of his work? Oh my God this man will lose it. His top priority disappears and is instantly replaced by making sure you're safe and well out of the way of danger.
The 'patching up each other's wounds' trope is strong with Dick
He always wants to know how and why each little cut and bruise got there
❝ Wait, where did this one come from? ❞ ❝ Remember when the guy pulled out all those little throwing knives? ❞ ❝ Ah. ❞
I feel like his love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch — he loves both giving and receiving them.
He'll always pull you aside to tell you he loves you before he goes into a fight.
He'll reassure you with forehead kisses instead of kisses on the lips. They just feel more safe and comforting.
But the ultimate way he makes you feel safe and comfortable is by cuddling. He loooooves cuddling.
Nothing makes him happier than wrapping his arms around you and holding you tight to him. He loves falling asleep that way, tangled up together, because it lets him know that you feel completely safe around him.
He knows he can be an imposing person, so he always does his best to make you and everyone else feel safe around him.
And let's be honest, that man is a giant teddy bear.
But he can be pretty scary when he wants to be.
Like I kind of said earlier, if someone is messing with you, he's the first one to be by your side to defend you
At the end of the day, he loves coming home to you and knowing that you'll be there for him every step of the way.
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Dick is a pretty selfless person — he's always concerned about other people, he's a bit of a people pleaser, etc.
Thus I firmly believe he's a giver over a receiver.
They don't call him Dick for nothing—
He also definitely has a praise kink, both for giving praise and receiving it.
His favorite, of course, is calling you a ❝ Good girl ❞ and telling you how well you're doing.
He loves to go down on you. There's nothing he finds more beautiful than looking up at you from in between your legs, seeing your face contorted in pleasure as he brings you over the edge.
He also looooves when you pull his hair. It's a sign that he's doing well at making you feel good. This ties in with the whole praise thing.
He never pressures you into anything and always makes sure to get consent before doing something.
He also loves to wake you up by going down on you. He obviously asked for consent the night before, but he just loves the surprise of it.
Or he'll even just wake you up by pressing kisses to your neck and gently fingering you
It isn't until you're awake and moaning that he'll smirk at you and say good morning.
The auDACITY
And if you want to go down on him? I mean...he won't refuse.
I don't think his initial instinct is to be very vocal, but once he feels perfectly comfortable and safe with you, oh Lord is he vocal.
He's a very gentle person in general, but every once in a while he needs to let off some steam.
You'll come back from a fight and you'll barely have the time to shut the bedroom door before he's pulling you to him and kissing you.
The suit stays ON
He can get a little rough, but he always makes sure that you're okay with what he's doing.
But he loves after care — and he's great at it too
Like I said earlier, he's a cuddler, but if you're both up for it he'll jump in a shower with you
He doesn't normally like to leave marks because he doesn't want the others to start asking questions, but every once in a while he likes giving you a hickey or two.
But he places them strategically on your collarbone, where they'll be just barely hidden by your shirts and revealed by the merest tug on the neckline (and yes he does take advantage of this)
You're a little more enthusiastic about hickeys than he is
Luckily, in his, er, line of work (???) hickeys can more often be explained away as bruises
Like if it ever gets brought up, he just brushes it off.
❝ What's on your neck? ❞ ❝ It's uh, just a bruise. ❞ ❝ Oh. Looks like a hickey. ❞
Dick will just kind of freeze up, caught of guard by the directness of that statement, and you'll just smile and wrap an arm around him, pressing a kiss directly to the so-called ❝ bruise. ❞
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fluentmoviequoter · 5 months
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Haley's Holiday
Day 6 of 12 Days of Ficmas
Pairing: Dick Grayson x fem!reader
Summary: You plan to spend the holidays with Dick and Haley in Blüdhaven, but his brothers have the same idea.
Word Count: 1.1k+ words
Warnings: fluff, more fluff, Haley, Dick's brothers get a warning.
A/N: Not necessarily Titans!Dick, I just think Brenton Thwaites is adorable. Sorry this is so short, but I wanted to write some fluff for Dick and give Haley some well-deserved lovin'. ALSO, I have an idea for a New Year's fic (part 2) that I kinda set up in this, so please let me know if you're interested!
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You’ve been counting down the days, hours, minutes, seconds, and even your heartbeat until you get off work for the Christmas break. With each tick of the clock, you get a little more joyful and eager for Christmas. Since your fiance, the one and only Dick Grayson invited you to spend Christmas with him and, of course, Haley in Blüdhaven, you agreed immediately. Now, with two minutes to go, you’re waiting to lock your computer and run into his arms.
You rap your knuckles on the door twice, and before you even notice the door has opened, you’re wrapped in Dick’s arms as Haley circles your feet, ready for your attention. 
“Merry Christmas,” you say, tilting your chin up to kiss Dick.
He happily returns your affection, chuckling as Haley begins barking. You pull out of Dick’s arms and bend down, petting Haley with both hands as you compliment her on her good looks, excellent behavior, and adorable Nightwing-themed Christmas sweater. You glance up at Dick with the last comment, but he shrugs, smiling as he turns to put your coat and bag away. 
Once Haley has received her fair share of attention and curled up on her bed for a winter’s nap, you follow Dick into the kitchen and see your favorite hot chocolate mix and all of the ingredients needed for any and all cookies you may want to make. Looking through the cookie ingredients, you hear Christmas music fill the room before Dick spins you into his arms, swaying to the music as your hands rest on his chest.
“Want to start with chocolate chip or gingerbread?” Dick asks, spinning you quickly.
You choose your favorite, smiling as Dick joins you at the counter, staying right by your side as you prepare the dough. He makes shapes with the dough, even if he knows it won’t hold its shape because you laugh, and it’s his favorite sound in the world. After the cookies are in the oven and the timer has been set, you’re back in Dick’s arms as Haley stumbles tiredly into the kitchen and sits by your feet.
“Can I be right here every Christmas?” you ask.
“Oh, you have to. There’s no choice anymore, right, Haley?”
Haley barks once, her tail thumping against the floor as she looks up at you. A single knock sounds on the door, and Haley’s ears perk while Dick walks to the door, gesturing for you to stay in the kitchen.
“Jason,” Dick says, more as a question than a greeting.
Jason, the bloodhound of Dick’s brothers, smells the cookies and lets himself in wordlessly. He stops when he sees you standing in the kitchen, though.
“I was going to ask if I could stay for Christmas,” he says, “but I don’t want to intrude.”
“Not an intrusion,” you assure him, smiling as you silence the timer. “The more the merrier, right?”
Dick shakes his head fervently behind Jason, but Jason smiles his gratitude before plopping down in Dick’s chair, pulling out a book as Haley climbs in his lap. Dick then joins you in the kitchen as you take the cookies out.
“You can tell my brothers no. It can just be us, as planned,” he whispers, rubbing you back.
“They’re your family, Dickie. Jason might not have anywhere to go,” you argue.
“Bruce invited all of us!”
“You said no.” You lean against the counter, crossing your arms as Dick stands in front of you.
“Because I have you!”
“And Jason doesn’t.”
Dick sighs, reaching over your shoulder to eat a stray chocolate chip before he tangles his fingers in your hair and kisses you. Until someone else knocks on the door.
Dick opens the door, and you can hear him groan. “Tim, come on in.”
“Thanks! I brought some- oh, hey,” Tim interrupts himself when he sees you and walks to the kitchen. “I didn’t know everyone was coming over here.”
“They’re not supposed to be,” Dick mutters, pinching the bridge of his nose. You pat his shoulder and lead Tim to the kitchen to put his goodies beside the cookies.
“So much for Haley’s holiday, huh?” Dick asks Haley.
“Say the word and we’re gone,” Jason offers, not looking up from his book.
“You’re family man, you’re always welcome. I was looking forward to a quiet Christmas with my girls, but this’ll be great too.”
Jason snorts before a fourth guest knocks on the door; Haley barks once before silencing when Jason’s large hand covers her back.
“Grayson,” Damian begins as soon as Dick opens the door. “I know you are alone, so I brought Alfred’s soufflé that you like.”
“I’m not alone, but come in, join the party. Thanks for the souffle, baby bird, it’s my favorite.”
Damian slows as he sees the number of people in Dick’s apartment. When he sees you and Tim in the kitchen, the crease between his brow disappears, and he joins you in the kitchen, discussing the cookies you are making and his recent school trip.
“Still think ‘it’ll be great’?” Jason teases.
“Is Duke coming?” Dick asks, ignoring his prodding.
“Nah, Bruce took him to some family member’s house. Wanted him to be with them.”
“Should we have gone to the manor?” Dick asks, a hint of regret in his voice.
“Deep down, Bruce wants us to be happy and understands that we need a break from the manor. I think.”
When the fifth round of knocking begins, everyone silences and turns to look at the door. You wave a hand at Dick and walk to the door, listening to all of Dick’s brothers stand, ready to fight if necessary.
“Mr. Wayne,” you greet, surprised to see the billionaire father figure of your fiance at the door. “Come on in.”
Bruce looks around as he enters, shaking his head gently before holding up several large gift bags. “I brought presents if you don’t mind one more.”
“Of course not,” you and Dick say together.
The oven timer dings again, and you return to the kitchen alone, setting the cookies on a cooling rack before Dick joins you, turning off the oven for you.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this? A quiet week with just me, you, and Haley is still an option. Haley’s holiday.”
“Dick, they are your family and they’re going to be mine. It’s Christmas. This is what Christmas is all about,” you insist, gently gripping his bicep.
Dick nods and leans down to kiss you, laughing against you as Haley squeezes between your legs and sits on your feet. 
“Everyday is Haley’s holiday,” you point out.
“Spend New Year’s alone?” Dick suggests, his forehead leaned against yours.
“Not likely,” Tim calls.
“Tt. You have the best view of the fireworks from here, Grayson,” Damian adds. 
“We could take Haley to Metropolis for the week,” Dick whispers to you.
“We’ll decide after Christmas,” you tell him, pecking his cheek quickly. “For now, Haley’s holiday, complete with family, is just beginning.”
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