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  • anna-no-emma
    15.10.2021 - 23 minutes ago

    What Dating the Batboys is like:

    Dick: Showers in you affection (handholding, cuddles and flowers) but also high energy with lots of wild fun. Body glitter smudges onto sheets and pillowcases. Getting into the best clubs and restaurants in the city because he knows the bouncer, manager or just someone who lets you in through kitchen. Hiking and climbing walls dates. Very social, you meet his friends quickly and he meets your friends. You always seem to be going places together to meet up with people. Days are a bit nonstop-busy when you’re together. Can be a bit forgetful and somehow always late to everything but (for the most part) it comes off as charming as opposed to careless. You know exactly how non-stop his life is. 

    Jason: Late nights and slow mornings. Brings you coffee in bed in the morning. Reading quietly together while somehow maintaining contact (feet in lap, thighs touching, head on your tummy etc.) Dates at slightly grimy bars, playing pool and walking home together. Browsing second hand book shops together for hours. Unplanned road trips and swimming in motel pools in cities you’ve never been to before. Not always the best communicator with a self-deprecating sense of humour but as long as you take the initiative to verbally confirm things everything works out okay. 

    Tim: Coffee dates and info-dumping. He does eyeliner better than you and will match your outfits aesthetic (none of that overdressed gf and underdressed bf nonsense with him). Thrift store shopping together. Many good pictures taken on a film camera. Gives you really thoughtful gifts. Insomnia so will be up for most of the night in bed next to you. remind each other to take your meds. He has pretty bad insomnia but the two of you figure out how he can read/research in bed next to you without waking you up and it doesn’t bother you.

    Damian: Classy and all very old money. Reservations at the best restaurant in town. Dates to the museum, ballet, theatre and art galleries. Gifts of subtle, expensive jewellery. Shopping trips (you both come home with bags full of beautiful cashmere and silk clothes). Trips overseas together. Minimal social media presence. Volunteering at the animal shelter. Share the bed with a multitude of pets. Sometimes a bit tactless but as long as you communicate what the mistake was, there’s a curt apology and the mistake never reoccurs (however you can’t get visibly upset/angry while explaining or he panics and it becomes a fight) 

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  • superfangirl-romanogers
    15.10.2021 - 34 minutes ago

    I need someone to explain to me the pros and cons of Dickbabs and Dickori because I can't decide which ship I like better

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  • ao3feed-nightwing
    15.10.2021 - 42 minutes ago

    stretch 'n' spread

    read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3lKvATy

    by Anonymous

    He’s been stretching for a few hours when he hears the zeta-tube, and then complaining.

    “Clark, did B approve these temperatures?” He hears Dick say, shoes softening the sounds of his steps on the Fortress’ floor. There’s another set, a half beat out of sync with his.

    Clark laughs, and he’s mostly confused, but doesn’t think much of it.

    He’s bending over, much like when he gripped his ankles, but now he instead gripped his calves, just above his ankles.

    or; Clark is stretching, waiting on something from Bruce, but Dick and Jason have some fun with him instead.

    Words: 2246, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

    Series: Part 13 of lewd lotto

    Fandoms: Superman - All Media Types, Batman - All Media Types

    Rating: Explicit

    Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

    Categories: M/M

    Characters: Dick Grayson, Clark Kent, Jason Todd

    Relationships: Clark Kent/Jason Todd, Dick Grayson/Clark Kent, Dick Grayson/Clark Kent/Jason Todd

    Additional Tags: Trans Clark Kent, Bottom Clark Kent, Unsafe Sex, Blow Jobs, Creampie

    read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3lKvATy

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  • dcgrout
    15.10.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Anti-Oracle is revealed

    Her name is Seer

    That is some shoulder pads

    Nightwing #85

    Incidentally, in the 90s Charmed when the Oracle demon was vanquished her replacement was The Seer

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  • dirtyriver
    15.10.2021 - 1 hour ago

    Nightwing redesign by Bruno Redondo

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  • daringyounggrayson
    15.10.2021 - 1 hour ago

    whumptober day 13: burns (AO3)

    Dick isn’t a stranger to running into burning buildings. He’d prefer to do it with his fire-resistant Nightwing suit on, but when duty calls, Dick doesn’t care what he’s wearing. If he sees someone who needs help, he doesn’t stop to think about whether or not he should do something—he just moves.

    And that’s what happens now.

    A building is on fire and people are screaming for help. He drops the pizza he just picked up for a late dinner and runs inside, pulling out as many people as he can before immediately running back in for another load. The sirens are fast approaching, but that doesn’t mean anything to the people who could die in the meantime.

    Dick sets a couple of kids down on the grass and runs back inside on shaky legs. He has a few burns, and something fell from the ceiling and caught his arm on the last run. He ignores it, tells himself it’s not important as he uses what little air he has to ask if anyone is still inside. He walks deeper into the building, calling out between coughs as smoke chokes him and fills his vision. The roof caves in further, and flames jump at his arms.

    He’s completely surrounded by flames now; all of his exits are compromised.

    Tears run down his face from the smoke, and he hurts where the flames have licked his skin and where pieces of the crumbling building have struck him. He keeps calling and looking around, but no one is answering and he can’t see anyone. There’s nothing more he can do, and he needs to get out before the fire takes him as a victim.

    He looks around wildly, breathing heavily through his hoodie. He realizes that while things look grim, he’s not completely trapped; he can still jump through the fire.

    He tries to cover as much of his skin with his clothes as possible before he throws his arms over his head and charges toward what used to be a doorway. He screams as he enters the flames, and absolutely loses it when the last bit of the doorway falls onto his legs.

    Someone pulls him out from under it as he writhes and screams. Training kicks in, though, and as soon as he’s free, he rolls over the ground in a desperate attempt to put out the fire.

    His breath hitches as he tries to breathe through the pain, but it’s too much. Someone is talking to him; they put something over his face, flash something in his eyes.

    It’s the last thing he sees.

    oOo

    Everything hurts. Not as much as jumping through fire did, but it’s still pretty bad. And the worst part is that someone’s talking, and each word is like a hammer to his head.

    “Shh,” Dick finds himself saying, lolling his head to the side.

    “Dick?”

    “Shh,” he repeats, opening his eyes to find Bruce. “M’ head hurts.”

    “He’s awake,” Bruce says, and Dick realizes he’s holding a phone. “I’ll call you back.” He lowers his phone from his ear and sets it on the table. “How are you feeling?”

    Dick looks around the hospital room. In addition to the typical medical equipment, there are balloons and cards scattered across the room. “What’s all of this for?” Dick murmurs. His voice sounds kind of weak, probably related to all the smoke.

    “You saved a lot of people in that fire,” Bruce explains. His eyes pass over the gifts with a blank expression. “Most of this was sent by their families.”

    Dick’s face twitches slightly as pain spikes along his left shoulder and back. He breathes through it. Pain more controlled, he says, “That was nice.”

    “Yes.” Bruce shifts in his seat. “Some people sent flowers, too, but we can’t have them in the room because of the bacteria they might be carrying.”

    “Hmm.” That doesn’t really make sense—everything’s covered in bacteria, including him and Bruce—but Dick figures that’s just a sign of how heavily he’s medicated. He lets it go. “How bad are the burns?”

    Bruce shifts in his seat again. “Most of them are second-degree burns, but you have third-degree burns on your legs. They required skin grafts.”

    “Suppose the suit usually prevents that, huh?”

    Bruce grunts, tightens his eyes into a glare.

    Dick rolls his eyes. “I wasn’t just going to walk away. Not when I was fully capable of doing something.”

    “I know. That’s not—I’m not asking you to stop saving people—”

    “Good, because I wouldn’t listen to you, and that would be insanely hypocritical.”

    “Let me finish,” Bruce reprimands. “I’m proud of you, and I admire the lengths you go to help people, both in and out of costume. But seeing you hurt, seeing you in pain, is one of the hardest things I have to live with.”

    Dick knows the feeling; he feels the same way when Bruce gets hurt, when any of them get hurt.

    “And when I saw you on the news, on fire—” Bruce cuts himself off and raises a hand to cover his eyes.

    “You saw that?” Dick asks quietly, stomach sinking. He hadn’t even noticed cameras.

    “I thought I was watching you die. And when the hospital called—” Bruce lowers his hand, revealing shiny eyes which he turns toward the ceiling. “I thought they were going to ask me to claim your body.”

    Dick reaches out and squeezes Bruce’s hand.

    “I’m so proud of you,” Bruce says, squeezing Dick’s hand in return. “But there’s a cost to what we do. We’ve both decided it’s worth it, but that doesn’t make it easy when things like this happen. And I can’t help but feel angry, because if the building had caught fire just a few hours later, you would have been wearing a suit that would have saved you from so much pain.”

    Dick would do it again in a heartbeat, but he can’t deny that he’s a little angry about that too.

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  • cloakedsparrow
    15.10.2021 - 1 hour ago

    DC Headcanon: SuperFamily Fuel

    Clark, Conner, Bizarro, Chris, Kara, and Krypto don’t actually need to eat. They can and do eat, and they enjoy it, but they could survive by being fueled on sunlight alone.

    Jon is more like a series hybrid car. He needs food, but sunlight can extend how long he can run off the energy provided by the food. So he has to eat, but not as much as a fully human child his size and age does.

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  • dick-nightwing-grayson
    15.10.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Favorite dynamics in comics: Dick Grayson and Midnighter

    Their interactions crack me up and having Midnighter call Dick his "arch-frenemies" or "nemesisters" is forever amusing to me

    Nightingale Vol3 #2(maybe 3)

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  • mejacinta
    15.10.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Conner's got attachment issues...but boy did I love that he stopped Kory from going off to Tamaran without directly letting the Titans know. 👏👏👏

    Kory's got a bunch of issues to straighten out with Dick about how she's been feeling in their 'family', and what she thinks Tamaran holds for her.

    Kory, honey, you're not going to get away that easy. You need to talk with the others so we see their reaction.

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  • thestickpeople
    15.10.2021 - 2 hours ago

    Here lies Jason Todd 🥀

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  • dailydccomics
    15.10.2021 - 3 hours ago

    acrobatic Dick Grayson by Trevor McCarthy+ Dean White

    Nightwing: The New Order #3
    #dick grayson#dc comics#nightwing #comic book art #dc #the new order #dope
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  • actuallygoodbatfamilymemes
    15.10.2021 - 3 hours ago

    @dick-nightwing-grayson @sillysunshinesstuff I have fic recs for you. Also anyone who loves father/son dickdami should be listening.

    This is one of those soulmate aus, but it's actually really good, short and sweet, very comforting.

    This entire series is perfect and I love it.

    I believe @blas-ph-emy is the author, go give them a follow.

    I like this one just bc it gives us protective Dick Grayson and appreciate that.

    I have more if anyone wants them lol.

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  • batfamgalore
    15.10.2021 - 3 hours ago

    *Dick and Jason enter a singing competition, but someone is killed and the police are questioning everyone who was there*

    Gordon: What are you two doing at this competition?

    Jason: We’re looking for our big break.

    Dick: Do I get a phone call?

    Gordon: No, I am trying to conduct an investigation. Out!

    Dick: Don’t you want to ask if we did it?

    Jason: Ask him. I plead the fifth.

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