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jjlr101 · 10 months

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Ladies and gentleman, Cameron.

#This one's been gathering dust for the past week #might as well post it #dead poets society #dps #dps fanart #go by richard not by dick #richard cameron #my art #also I hate drawing his hair but this time it was nice #didn't turn out the way I wanted though #myaw

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abreca · 5 months

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Desperate times call for desperate measures: getting into Batman (actually just Dick Grayson) again.

Are there things I don't like abt this piece? yes.

Am I so proud of myself that I'll let them slide? yes.

#batman #nightwing #dick grayson #richard grayson #fanart #batfam #robin #dick robin #abreca #art #batmm #was going to write “i love redheads” on the tshirt #unfortunately i never learned to write

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midnight-pluto · 1 year

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[ Tim watering a plant ]

Dick: how long has he been doing that?

Damian: 4 months

Jason: Are we ever going to tell him it’s fake?

Damian: probably not

#rincorrect quotes 🤍#tim waters a fake plant to feel a sense of accomplishment in his life #his siblings arent going to do anything about tho #damian might do it in month five potentially #tim drake #jason todd #damian wayne #batbros #batfam #batfamily #dick grayson #richard grayson #incorrect dc quotes

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theerurishipper · 1 month

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Honestly, I do love Dick as Nightwing and Bruce and Dick's complicated relationship, but sometimes I like the old days when things were sweet and simple you know? When it was just them and Alfred and they all had fun with each other. Like when they blew off boring parties to go on patrol by using Dick's bedtime as an excuse. When Bruce let Dick go off on his own and said he was allowed "a little escapade" and ruffled his hair. When Alfred always brought coffee and "turkey sandwiches with Swiss cheese" to the Batcave while Dick and Bruce happily talked about their nightlife escapades. When Dick would make Bruce laugh regularly.

When they discussed Hamlet while riding in the Batmobile. When Alfred picked Dick up from school and dropped him off on dates and helped him go behind Bruce's back on cases. When Dick and Bruce would play fight with each other. When Dick made Batman's meetings with Gordon "more optimistic." When Bruce was being a helicopter parent and wanting to know why Dick would want to go to a public school. When Dick would sneak off with Clark when Bruce wanted him to stay back to finish his homework, and Clark did it for him before Bruce noticed. When Bruce teased Dick about his failed date, and they talked about it and their love lives. When Bruce apparently told stories about Joker to Dick during rides in the Batmobile. When Dick was actually the one who named the aforementioned Batmobile. When they would banter even in between a serious case. When Dick would cling onto Bruce to annoy him. When Dick was contemplating how alone he felt, and Bruce just showed up to catch him and do a routine on the trapeze with him. When Bruce would call Dick "kiddo." When Dick even called him stuff like "Bruce-ter." When Bruce used to call Dick "chum." I miss those days.

Yeah a lot of these are from Robin: Year One but that's just because it's the one I remember most. But there's a lot of them just having a good time and it doesn't feel like we see a lot of that anymore.

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valentimmy · 2 years

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give him a 12 year old right now

#the batman 2022 #the batman #batman #bruce wayne #dick grayson #richard grayson #robin #fanart #doodles #my art #timmy draws stuff #their shirts are matching btw dick has a sonic one and bruce has a shadow one #i just think he should have a funny little son that’s all I’m asking for :)#me when I watch the Batman 2 and they go to the circus: 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🥳🥳🥳🤩🤩🤩😰😰😰😰😥😥😥😥😥😱😱😱😨😨😨🤩🤩🤩😨😨😨🥺🥺🥺

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andromeddog · 5 months

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silly….

#my art #band of brothers #lewis nixon #dick winters #richard winters #best line read goes to ron livingston #best acting going to damian lewis’ micro smirk in this scene #okay just a silly warm up bc there is a lot going on #sorry to subject the masses to my handwriting also <3

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p0ssym1lker · 1 year

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Dick and Danny having met at some acrobatics camp and staying friends since, they never tell the other they are vigilante, but they do share stories

They both just think the other is always up to some shenanigans

"Yeah I had to dig robin out of rubble again, gave batsy one hell of a flashback"

And dannys like "good ole dick"

"He and my weird millionaire guy thought each other cause one wants my pelt and the other wants me, like son way but I only lost one arm this time"

And dick just chuckles

#oh this explains it #they find out when the league gotta talk to the ghost king #they done even freak out #just go #dc x dp #dc #danny fenton #dp x dc #danny phantom #dick grayson #richard grayson

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st7arlight · 4 months

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i’ve been fixating real hard on dc again for a while, i figured i’d finally make my sketches digital :D! full page below ⬇️

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introspectivememories · 3 months

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obsessed with the idea of timbern baby. like it starts in the cult and bear finds this kid, literal child, in the cult and y'know he may be a depressed and suicidal bastard but he's not so far gone that he's just gonna ignore a literal child (let's call him luka) in the pain cult. and bear's been rising through the ranks, so he smuggles luka out and tells (read: lectures) him to stay out. except this is the first time anyone's ever really cared about luka, so luka just latches onto bear.

eventually bear starts letting luka stay over at his apartment bc whoever was taking care of the luka before clearly doesn't care if he was left unsupervised enough to join a pain cult. so it becomes this kind of family unit. bear wakes up, wakes luka up, drops luka off at school, then goes to class, comes home and makes some food so luka has smth to eat after school, fucks around with the cult for a few hours, and then goes home and tries to avoid luka's concerned glances. wash, rinse, repeat.

and this is going well for a good few years and then senior year of college, everything goes into overdrive. bear who has risen through the ranks of the cult has been chosen for the sacrifice and yeah, luka will be sad when he dies or whatever but he's got money set aside for luka. luka can live on without him.

and then tim comes back into his life. tim drake from high school. his tim drake. darla's tim drake. their tim drake. who likes skateboarding and photography and is maybe a little too serious about mario kart. tim drake comes back and for a brief, weightless, moment, bear thinks he can do this. he can do this life thing and want to live. he can take care of luka and watch him graduate and be friends with tim again. he can stop blowing off the people at school who want to be friends with him. he can live again.

and then, like he does with everything, he ruins it. luka sees him off on the night of his "not-date" with tim drake with a teasing shout of "don't put out on the first date dad!" bear whacks him upside the head. the not-date goes really well right up until the fucking cult kidnaps him and preps him over the course of the next few days for the sacrifice. as he greets the pain like an old friend, all he thinks in between the haze of getting whipped is that luka must be going out of his mind with worry. and then they have him strapped to the altar and he lets the wine they're practically waterboarding him with take him away. his leader raises the knife and bear relaxes. this is where he was always meant to be. he has no other purpose than to be the vessel. it's not like he meant much anyway.

and then, robin is bursting onto the scene and punching the leaders in the face and somewhere in between kicking ass and taking names, bear realizes he wants to live. like for real, for real. he wants to wake up tomorrow. he doesn't actively want to die. he wants to see luka walk the stage at his high school graduation. he wants to hear tim drake laugh one more time. so he lets robin save him and then goes home and lets luka sob and fuss over him as bear promises to be a better parent.

and that's it he thinks. he definitely scared tim off with the whole getting kidnapped and being part of a cult thing. it's okay, he tells himself, at least you got tim back for a little while. but then tim is showing up at his door like a week later and he wants to go on a proper date?? like an actual date. bear is overjoyed but wary. tim drake is tim drake-wayne and bear is bernard dowd who has been consistently fucking up his life since his best friend got shot and died in high school. he figures that this thing between them will last maybe what, 4 months, before tim realizes he can do better.

except it lasts long than 4 months. it goes on for almost a year before bear realizes that tim is here to stay. well, fuck, now he has to tell his boyfriend that he has a kid. lord knows, luka wants to meet him too. so he texts tim one day, can we talk? and tim shows up at the cafe nervous and panicky. and bear just fucking blurts it out. i've got a kid. he says.

what? tim replies. i've got a kid. like a kid i'm raising. like a son. he says. so you're not breaking up with me? tim asks slowly. what? no! and so he explains the whole situation and tim just laughs a little hysterically and goes how does this happen twice? except now tim wants to meet his kid. so bear brings him over and to put it gently, it's a fuckin disaster. luka hates tim. tim spends the next year trying to get into luka's good graces. it only works when bear gets kidnappped for umpteenth time and tim spends the two weeks bear is missing for, taking care of luka and spending lots of his considerable fortune getting bear back.

#what even is this #im going crazy #save me timbern baby save me #for a second i was like mpreg? and then god came to me in a vision put his hand gently on my shoulder and said '...nah dont do that'#so i didn't #they are the family of all time to me #tim immediately becomes bruce and alfred's favorite cause tim is the first to give them a grandchild #dick: hey yknow me and kori have been together a long time! i should be the favorite #dami: yeah and how many proposals have you fumbled richard?#dami: marry the tamaranean and then start talking #dc #bernard dowd #tim drake #timber #timbern

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jjlr101 · 1 year

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Everytime i read a dps related post that says something along the lines of "fuck Cameron" i cry a little, a part of my soul dies, my heart shrinks, my hands get cold until i lose all body heat and die of hypothermia and it will all be your fault ❤

#i love Cameron #obviously he was a bitch at the end of the movie #BUT LISTEN he was scared #he's just a little guy in a world full of men :(#am I projecting all my feelings of not fitting in a group of friends onto him? absolutely #anyways everyone including the poets love cameron that's it #go by richard not by dick #dead poets society #dps #richard cameron

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phantom-0-writer · 7 months

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prompt 03: angry colors

inspired by this post abt dick

tbh idr like this that much but it was a real big brain itch so i thought i'd air it out

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Dick came back to his apartment much later than he intended, losing track of time while he was tracking a lead he had gotten for a case. He sighed as he slipped through the window of his apartment, taking off his domino ready to face the mess he knew he had left the apartment as. But when he turned into the kitchen the dishes that had been piling up in the sink were gone, and the sink was even cleaned and shining in a way Dick hadn’t seen it ever do. Instinctively he checked the cabinets to check if he had been robbed, but the dishes were inside, clean, dry and put away.

Confused, Dick opened the fridge to get a cold glass of water only belatedly remembering he had forgotten to fill the jug up in his rush to get to work that morning. But there it was, full of water, the frost around the glass providing evidence it had been in there for at least a few hours. Maybe past-Dick had done him a favor that present-Dick had forgotten about.

Gulping down the cold water, Dick headed towards the bathroom to freshen up and change into comfy sweats. The bathroom was through the living room, where he knew he would find a tower of pizza boxes weeks old, and crumbs would crunch under his feet. There was a pile of dirty laundry that was left in his bathroom floor that he should probably take care of, but Dick couldn’t find the energy in himself to put in the effort.

“Maybe tomorrow.” Dick mumbled to himself for the 5th time that week, as he trudged through his apartment. His crystal clean apartment. There were vacuum marks on the carpet, no pizza boxes, and the pillows on the couch had been arranged and fluffed. The flowers Kory had given him were pruned and placed beautifully in a glass vase he knew hadn’t been there that morning. The TV was on, he noticed, his current show ready to play at the press of a button, and remote placed on the corner of the sofa he always sat at.

“What is happening?” Dick asked himself out loud, befuddled. He checked the room for cameras or listening devices. Nothing.

Alfred wasn’t the type to drop by for a surprise visit and leave without telling Dick.

The bathroom was also a victim to whatever happened to the rest of his apartment. The floor had been mopped, the clothes were gone, the toilet, shower, and sink were clean and organized. There was even a clean towel and Dick’s favorite lounge set ready folded by the shower. The grime on Dick’s body felt out of place in the pristine apartment.

Dick would definitely be looking the gift horse in the mouth. But maybe it could wait after he showered.

While he showered, Dick let his mind wander. He thought about the strange newfound cleanliness of the apartment, wondering what or why it could’ve been. Was this another Tim situation? Something nagged at the back of Dick’s mind, something important, but he couldn’t remember what.

That something important was in the living room, head snapping in Dick’s direction as the bathroom door opened, and standing at attention.

Holy shit. Dick forgot he had a kid. He’d forgotten a whole child was living with him now.

Oh, he was such a dick.

“I didn’t hear the door so I didn’t know you were home yet.” The boy- Daniel - rushed to explain when he caught Dick’s eyes on him.

Still grappling with the fact that he had fully forgotten there was a child he was supposed to be taking care of now, Dick said the first reasonable response that came to mind. “I used the window,” Daniel already knew about Dick’s night job as Nightwing thanks to the circumstances Dick had found him under.

Dick wasn’t sure why that answer had elicited a panicked apology from the 8 year old. But Dick wasn’t sure what had happened to Daniel before he had found him, but apparently they would have to dig into that at 4:30 AM. Maybe Dick should call off work tomorrow.

Dick tried to get closer to Daniel but when his shoulders seemed to go impossibly more stiff, Dick took the sign to stay in his spot and kneeled on one leg so he would be face level with Daniel. “Daniel,” Dick made sure his voice was calm and inviting but the boy still flinched, “Did you clean the apartment?”

“Yes, sir.” There was fear in Daniel’s eyes that Dick couldn’t help but be concerned by, but his voice was even when he spoke.

“Why?” Dick asked calmly, making sure to keep his body language open.

Daniel looked startled by the question, eyes darting over Dick trying to find the answer he thought Dick was looking for. When he couldn’t find it he looked around the room. Dick watched him, waiting for his response. “Because,” Daniel started hesitantly, voice shaking slightly, “Because it was dirt- messy.” his voice was a whisper as he spoke.

“But you didn’t make that mess, so why did you clean it?” Dick prompted, fearing for where he could see this conversation going.

“So you- so that-” Daniel looked like he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to respond.

“I want you to be honest, Daniel. You won’t get in trouble.” Dick added quietly.

Daniel tried to decipher if he was lying, a familiar analytical look in his eyes. After a long moment Dick wondered if he just wouldn’t respond. But when Daniel answered, it hadn’t been at all what he had been expecting. “So that you wouldn’t be angry at me.”

Coupled with his earlier fumble of forgetting the kid, Dick felt like he had just been gutted. “What?” Dick heard himself say. Daniel looked alarmed at the reaction, so Dick spoke again quickly. “I’m not angry at you Danny,” a nickname he had given the boy slipped onto his tongue, “I’m not angry at all why would you think so?”

Tears were beginning to well in Daniel’s eyes, “You are angry.” He sounded scared, his voice wobbly.

“I promise I’m not angry. Or mad. Or annoyed. Or irritated.” Dick reassurances seemed to do nothing for the boy. The reservoir under Daniel’s eyes was getting fuller, threatening to spill. So he tried a different approach, “What makes you think I’m angry, Danny?”

“Because the-” Daniel tried to find the words, so Dick waited. “Your heart has angry colors.” He finally said.

Dick tried to decipher what that meant. Angry colors? He’d have to circle back to that later. “So you cleaned the apartment because you thought I was angry?” Dick summarized.

Daniel nodded, he considered something for a moment. “Jazz said that if you’re good at something then people will like you and not be angry. And I’m good at cleaning.”

“Did the people you were with before get angry at you a lot?” Dick asked, trying to keep his promise of not getting angry.

“That’s why I cleaned.” Daniel nodded.

Dick forced himself to stay calm. He may have a meta child that could sense emotions in his hands and he did not want to test that theory by blowing up in front of him.

Not a child- he corrected himself- his child. Danny was his son. And maybe Dick didn’t know how to be a dad, but he knew how not to be a dad. And that had to be some kind of start. Today would be a one time thing, Dick promised himself, and Danny would never know and never feel like he was forgotten much less by his dad.

He would save the conversation about that for the morning, after a good night's sleep. “How about some ice cream, since you worked so hard?”

#dpxdc #batpham #danny and dick #danny fenton #dick grayson #richard grayson #biodad dick #danny had his accident early in this au and one of his powers is that he can always sense pple's emotions #dick found out abt danny w while ago #implied child abuse #danny was in a children's home before this which is where he met jazz #their caretakers made them do chores to “earn their keep” or some bs idk #ik dick would never space like that to forget a whole child but it was for the drama and he had a lot of stuff going on

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mylifeingotham · 23 days

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queen1ed · 23 days

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I dunno what my head does sometimes but I just came back to the conscious world and realised I’ve been singing “Go Go Daddy Dick Grayson” in my head to the power rangers tune for at least 20 minutes now…

I’ve been reading too many Parental Dick fanfics…

#dcu #fanfiction #dc fanfic #dick grayson #nightwing #damian wayne #tim drake #richard grayson #batfam #batman #power rangers #go go daddy dick grayson

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karamazovanon · 6 months

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controversial opinion maybe but it BEWILDERS me when people (mostly americans ime) genuinely seriously with their whole chest complain about how impossibly hard russian names are. like. do a single google search. i don't see how you can comprehend that charles = chuck and margaret = peggy but can't fathom that rodion = rodya. how is this such a huge barrier of entry for people

#and this doesnt apply to ESL ppl or any other ppl who have actual reasons like dyslexia or something #im talking about other americans who go yeah i had to stop reading bc i couldnt understand the names #how are you seeing different cultural naming conventions as an unsurpassable barrier that forces you to quit and give up on ever reading it #instead of an opportunity to learn and expand your narrow worldview?????? and over something SO SIMPLE??????????#like i know damn well yall know a katherine that goes by katie or a john that goes by jack #and those make even less sense than something like aleksey -> alyosha!#there are general rules and patterns unlike english! like the progression from aleksey -> alyosha -> alyoshka -> alyoshechka is so easy to #comprehend i dont understand how its SUCH a common complaint #i definitely understand the struggle of keeping characters straight when they have the same first name #like katerina ivanovna and katerina ospovna in t/bk etc #and of course the names in general are something you have to adjust to if youve never encountered it before! it takes a bit of thought #but its NOT FUCKING ROCKET SCIENCE and its asinine to shrug your shoulders and say welp guess im incapable of ever reading any ruslit!#like ohhh my goddd it grinds my gears so bad #bare minimum effort #anontalks #sorry for rant but i keep fucking seeing this shit and it rubs me the wrong way every time #like yeah its funny that dunya = avdotya and grushenka = agrafena #but richard = dick and elizabeth = betty so who fucking cares read the damn book

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fakeicecubes · 2 months

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Y’all don’t argue with me on this. Go read Out of Sight, Out of Mind by BootyCrusade on Ao3. Trust me. But I don’t-NO trust me.

@the-booty-crusader is the author of this fic fyi. Go give them some ❤️

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salmonchan · 4 months

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drawing robin is my therapy

today I had a weird dream that I don't remember, but when I woke up I had this strange confidence that in a couple years I'm gonna work for dc. So see y'all when I get popular 🙄/j

#Im not sure who is this tho #gonna go with dick #dc fanart #art #dc #dick grayson #richard grayson #dick grayson fanart #robin #robin fanart #sketchbook #sketch

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