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stormyskyzzz · 2 days
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guys, he’s always right.
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Another iconic Alfred moment.
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bludhavensbirdboy · 24 hours
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i believe in “jason todd has that little tummy pouch that comes with a 4/6pack” supremacy like don’t get me wrong jason is pure muscle and is unnaturally fit like all the batkids but he’s massive and he’s big and he comes with that little soft belly bit when he’s not tensing. dick grayson is lean he always has been he’s doing all sorts of training and he’s THEE circus boy he’s slender and fit and has no body fat he’s got a fully defined 6 pack on a bad day not even trying cause that’s just how’s he’s built. JASON TODD HOWEVER is a man with meat on his bones. he’s got the massive arms that are squishy when he’s relaxed but fucking huge and defined when he tenses he’s got the little soft tummy pouch but again when he tenses or when he works out or even just moves/fights you can see he has a 6 pack. Jason todd gains something from having weight on him it makes him 10x more intimidating when all anyone sees is how broad and big and intimidating red hood really is just JASON TODD HAS A SLEEPER BUILD KIND OF cause it’s not really hidden cause to look at him you already know your fucked but when he acc shows how much muscle he carries on him it shocks people that type of sleeper build just omg Abhhhhhhhh
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pacificwaternymph · 2 days
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I think the funniest scenario I can think of with the Wayne family being multilingual is the arguments.
Like to my understanding, everyone in that family knows and/or at the very least understands 5-6 languages, minimum. There is definitely significant overlap between many of them, but all together I imagine each of them have like two languages in common with each of their siblings, excluding English. So you've got a nice, wide mix.
Which is all fun and games, right up until something sparks an argument and the entire family gets swept up in it.
Everyone is shouting. They've switched languages four times in half as many minutes. They each only speak about half of them. Poor Cass shut down from too much input about a minute and a half ago. Jason and Dick are both shouting at each other in languages they know the other doesn't understand. Steph doesn't even know what they were arguing about in the first place because it started in Portuguese, which she doesn't speak. Tim can't remember the word for cat in Arabic and has taken to trying to poorly describe it.
Everyone walks away from the conflict with entirely different conclusions.
Of course could just return to the original topic of debate (if any of them could even remember what it was) after they've all had time to cool off like reasonable adults. But they won't. Because god forbid they make anything easy on themselves.
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ratf13nd · 1 day
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Kicking my feet, twirling my hair, giggling
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scarareg · 3 days
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Don't know if this make sense but:
Dick = Greek God
Jason = WWE Wrestler
Tim = Victorian man
Damian = Gremlin
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water-lot-wife · 1 day
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dcbinges · 3 days
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Batman and the Outsiders #5 (1983) by Mike Barr, Marv Wolfman & Jim Aparo
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tulip-16 · 17 hours
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What if Nightwight had a cape?
I think Nightwing might wear a belt. But when I try to draw, It's weird and incongruous. lol
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05ichasss · 2 days
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The bat, lil Jay and batfam👌
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honestlyrainylove · 3 days
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“Boys will be boys” should only ever apply to the fact that every. single. one. of Bruce Wayne’s children dress up at night to fight crime
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crimsonkingart · 11 hours
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Silly sketch with Talon 🖤💙
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bludhavensbirdboy · 6 hours
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hiii does anyone have any domestic bat fam fics that have good dick and jason dynamics like dicks jason’s big brother type dynamic? or just any fics with a good dick jason dynamic?
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jessicaunderstands · 3 days
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BOY HAS NO FILTER AND MAKES A GROWN MAN CRY (NOT CLICKBAIT!!!!)
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phantom-0-writer · 2 hours
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regular boy: daniel wayne
masterlist/link to ao3
fandoms: Danny Phantom, Batman , Justice League, Young Justice
relationships: Danny Fenton & Jason Todd, Danny Fenton & Damian Wayne, Danny Fenton & Bruce Wayne, Danny Fenton & Dick Grayson, Tim Drake & Danny Fenton, Cassandra Cain & Tim Drake & Danny Fenton & Dick Grayson & Duke Thomas & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Talia al Ghul/Bruce Wayne
characters: Danny Fenton, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Barbara Gordon, Damian Wayne, Duke Thomas, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, Wesley "Wes" Weston (Danny Phantom), Danielle "Dani" Phantom, Kon-El | Conner Kent, Kara Zor-El
additional tags: Bad Parents Jack and Maddie Fenton, Danny Fenton Needs A Hug, Danny Fenton and Damian Wayne are Siblings, Bruce Wayne is Danny Fenton's Biological Parent, Danny Fenton is a Wayne (DCU), Danny Fenton Has Trust Issues, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Protective Dick Grayson, Protective Jason Todd, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Good Sibling Tim Drake, Damian Wayne is Bad at Feelings, danny is switched at birth, Timeline What Timeline, Sport Inaccuracies, specifically soccer and hockey, just bc bruce is trying doesn't mean its working btw, Identity Shenanigans, i tried my best i promise
summary:
“Reporting live from Gotham City!” The reporter spoke “Here at the scene of the crime where Dr. Collin Kilye, renowned geneticist, has shot himself and has been declared dead by the paramedics. Dr. Kilye is suspected to be responsible for the purposeful switching of newborns between families under his care, where an estimated over 500 babies have been swapped in the last 20 years of his employment here. Based on the information provided to the Gotham PD by Nightwing and Batman, the vigilantes investigating the crime, we are led to believe that Nightwing has been investigating this case after an anonymous tipoff of Dr. Kilye’s suspicious activities. After a month and a half of investigating, Nightwing reason to believe the Dr. Kilye of malpractice and came to his office to investigate-” - Dick had learned that people never know a situation as well as they assume they did. Dick had always assumed that he wouldn’t be one of those people. He was a detective, a Bat, the first Robin. The case file in front of him glared tauntingly. Danny Fenton; Birth Parents: Bruce Wayne (father) and Clarissa King (mother). Status: Alive
chapter 01: breaking news
tw/cw: mentions of infant death and fictional medical procedures
dick: 25 jason: 20 danny: 16 tim: 16 steph: 17 cass: 15 duke: 17 damian: 13
Danny sighed, stepping through the front door and into the empty living room not bothering to turn on the lights and tossed his hoodie onto a nearby sofa. Normally Jazz would have berated him for being messy, or maybe Mom would have nagged about Danny being older and needing to clean up after himself. But Jazz was off studying neurology at Harvard. And his parents had gotten an “an amazingly irrefutable offer, Danno” to work at Dalv Co. under their new ecto-technologies sector, that partnered closely with the GIW. So they were usually busy with that. 
Not that Danny wasn’t glad to have time apart from his parents. After what Danny only referred to as The Chicago Incident, he could barely stand being in the same room with them. Danny kept quiet about what happened. He hadn't told anyone, not Sam or Tuck or Val or Wes and especially not Jazz. He couldn’t. He’d only managed to survive thanks to the timely aid of Fright Knight and Firebolt (a ghost friend he made when he was stuck in the Ghost Zone during the GIW’s six-month Martial Law lockdown- but that was a story for another time). 
Leaving his shoes somewhere by the door, Danny made his way into the kitchen, perusing through the remnants of edible material. The equipment in the basement would have been collecting dust if Danny hadn’t taken his liberties with it. Apart from his newfound and unbounded freedom that he regarded with gratitude, Danny even began dabbling in cooking real people food. And it was definitely because he wanted to and not because he was sick of microwavable food, Jazz. 
With Danny’s rendition of chicken alfredo ready, he ate in front of the TV. He flipped through a few channels before just landing back on the news. He half-listened to the anchor telling him about the incoming weather front before the screen abruptly changed, flashing a bright red Breaking News sign for a moment before panning over to a lady in front of what looked like a crime scene. 
“I’m Jenifer Blair, reporting live from West Gotham City with Z News!” The reporter spoke urgently over the loud sounds of police and ambulance sirens in the background. “Here at the scene of the crime where Dr. Collin Kilye, renowned geneticist, and lead researcher at West Gotham General Hospital, has shot himself and has been declared dead by the paramedics. Dr. Kilye is suspected to be responsible for the purposeful switching of newborns of families under his care. It is estimated that over 500 babies have been swapped in the last 20 years of his employment here. Based on the information provided to the Gotham PD by Nightwing and Batman, the vigilantes investigating the crime, we have been told that Nightwing has been investigating this case after an anonymous tipoff of Dr. Kilye’s suspicious activities. After a reported month and a half of investigating, Nightwing had reason to suspect Dr. Kilye of malpractice and came to his office to investigate where--”
The sudden sound of his phone ringing brought Danny back to his living room. “Hey, Tuck,” Danny answered, lowering the volume of the TV. 
“Danny! Dude! Have you seen the news story of Batman and Nightwing’s recent bust?” Tucker asked, his voice radiating fanboy excitement. 
“Wasn’t it mostly just Nightwing?” Danny raised an eyebrow at his friend, even though he couldn’t see it. “Batman showed up later.” 
“Yeah, well, Batman and Nightwing-���
“Nightwing and Batman.”
“Okay, whatever- but isn’t this totally insane? It’s like Parent Trap- but illegal.”
“That’s not what happens in Parent Trap.” Danny pointed out for the sole purpose of being annoying. 
“It’s the essence, Danny!” Tucker groaned. Danny could practically hear him rolling his eyes through the phone. “We’re still on for the new Doom game tonight?” 
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world. The others come by yet?” Danny put his plate in the sink. 
“I’m adding them to the call.” 
On the third ring, “‘Sup Fenton ‘n Foley. Ready to get your nonexistent butts handed to you?” Val goaded, already hyped for their game. 
“Hey! I’ll have you know I have a very nice butt. And Danny’s isn’t anything to scoff at either-” Tucker snapped only to be cut off by Danny.
“Okay! Thanks for the defense, Tuck.” Danny stepped in quickly before the conversation took a turn he did not want to witness. 
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Dick was alone in the BatCave, working out the final details of his case before sending it off to be released publicly. In all of Dick’s years as Robin to Nightwing, this case was easily one of the most disastrous to the general public. Given that it was his case, Dick wanted to make sure it went smoothly. Or as smoothly as telling a family their child isn’t biologically theirs can go. 
Sorting through the files and pairing up the families with the correct child was relatively easy, thanks to the incredible details Dr. Kilye stored in his files. If the circumstances were different, Dick would have been amazed at how much data the doctor managed to keep collecting for 568 different subjects of his experiment. Silently praising himself for having already made his way through about half the files, Dick stretched his neck as he clicked the View Next button. 
In his line of work, Dick had learned that people never know a person or situation as well as they thought they did. Dick had been confident he wouldn’t be one of those people. He was a detective, a Bat, the first Robin. He knew better than to assume anything. The file that showed up next was chilling proof that he was wrong. For a Bat, the past never stayed in the past. 
File Number: 6678
Date of Birth: 12 February 20XX
Name: Thomas Wayne Jr 
Assigned Mother: Clarissa King (missing) 
Assigned Father: Bruce Wayne (alive)  
Biological Mother: Madeline Fenton (alive) 
Biological Father: Jack Fenton (alive) 
Medical Conditions: 
Malformations of the heart and lungs
Unidentified chemicals present in blood test
Updates and Notes: 
Deceased on 23 February 20XX (11 days old)
The memories he managed to keep buried for years seized Dick’s senses, and he was back in the hospital waiting room at age 9. None of the others had known about the time Bruce and Thalia had tried to work things out and had given having a family together a try. No LoA business. No Bat or JLA. Just regular(ish) people in a regular(ish) family. 
It had gone well for the months before Talia had become pregnant. Even most of the pregnancy had gone smoothly. Dick got to be in an actual family again after the death of his parents. They had dinner together. Talked about their day. Watched movies together.
But then Talia had gotten sick, and the baby ended up coming out a little early. The doctors had told them it was normal and that the baby would probably still be healthy. So Alfred sat in the waiting room with a nervous Dick, excited to meet his first-ever little brother. He’d always wanted a little brother. Bruce came to the waiting room after making Dick and Alfred wait forever and told them they could come in now. Talia, under the alias Clarissa King, was asleep when they entered. 
Bruce had told them the doctors had taken Thomas to get cleaned and do a few check-ups. Dick remembered the anxious but excited look on Bruce’s face as he kept glancing at the door, ready to pounce the second the doctor would come back with Dick’s new baby brother. 
Except that never happened. 
When the doctor came back into the room, he had a clipboard in his hand, not a baby. The Doctor told them to follow him, and they went inside a room with a bunch of machines in it, and in the middle of the room was Dick’s baby brother.
The baby was mostly bald, but he had little bits of black hair on his head, like Bruce and Talia. Dick wondered what color eyes the baby would have. Talia had green eyes, but Bruce and Dick had blue eyes. Alfred had said the baby needed a lot of rest and that’s why he was sleeping so much. Dick would be a good big brother and wait patiently until his baby brother woke up. 
But the baby had to stay in the hospital for 10 whole days since Bruce had told Dick that his brother was really sick. Dick would check the nursery to make sure it was ready for his brother before Alfred would take him to the hospital to visit. Dick’s baby brother hadn’t been awake any of those days and Dick never got to find out what color his eyes were. 
On the eleventh day, they didn’t go to visit. When Dick asked Alfred why, the butler had walked him to the patch of loose dirt in the backyard marked with a little piece of rock with his brother’s name on it. 
Dick had seen that type of rock with his parent’s name on it before. 
It meant that he was gone, and Dick would never get to see him again. 
When Bruce had introduced Jason Todd and said he would stay with them in the manor, that was the first time Dick had truly ever been betrayed by Bruce. 
Jason wasn’t his brother. Thomas was. But Thomas wasn’t here. Jason may get to say he was Bruce’s son too, but he didn’t get to know about Thomas. 
Not letting his childhood tears deter him from his new goal, Dick quickly found the associated file. Dick’s heart pounded in his chest while his breath was still stuck somewhere in his throat, 
File Number: 77563
Date of Birth: 12 February 20XX
Name: Daniel Fenton 
Assigned Mother: Madeline Fenton (alive) 
Assigned Father: Jack Fenton (alive) 
Biological Mother: Clarissa King (missing) 
Biological Father: Bruce Wayne (alive)  
Medical Conditions: 
Normal Birth
Age 12: Electrocuted 
Hospitalized for 24 hours. 
Developed Acute Bradycardia 
No follow-up medical procedures 
Updates and Notes: 
Prefers “Danny” 
Dick looked over the file again and again. His baby brother was alive. He had come back. 
Should he tell Bruce? Obviously, that was a dumb question. How should he tell Bruce? 
Well, Richard Grayson was nothing if not tactful. He pulled out his phone from his jacket pocket, pulled up both files next to each other on the large screen of the Bat Computer, snapped a picture, and clicked send. Bruce was supposed to be having dinner with some important business people or whatnot, so Dick decided he should flee the scene before the Big Bad Bat found him, not wanting to know what his wrath would bestow on him. Heaven forbid, Bruce might even talk about emotions.
He closed all the files, stored them in a flash drive, and wiped them from the computer. After all, this was his case, and he’d be the one to see it through. Dick was right in front of the elevator when the doors opened to reveal Tim.
“You’re done?” Tim asked, raising a suspicious brow.
“I have a flight to catch.” Dick said, “I need to pack.”
“Is it for a case?” Tim asked, putting his phone in his pocket. 
“Yeah. Be the bestest brother ever and cover for me?” Dick pleaded, flashing his signature smile.
“Why should I?” He huffed already a few feet away from where Dick stayed. 
With a smirk, “‘Cause you don’t want Bruce to know what taking the Batmobile out for a ‘joyride’ was really for,” Dick said with a smirk. 
Tim turned around, alarmed. “Fine, I’ll cover. But you better not tell.” Tim hissed at him.
“Scout’s Honor.” Dick winked before catching the elevator. 
“You weren’t even a Scout.” He heard Tim complain before the doors fully shut. 
Three hours later, Dick landed in Chicago, Illinois and hailed a cab to take him the rest of the 1-and-a-half-hour drive to Amity Park. Where Thomas  Daniel Danny lived. Dick hadn’t exactly planned this whole excursion through, which wasn’t very trained-by-Batman of him. But Dick knew how to do things by the nose when he needed to. 
He had used the time in the plane to finish the rest of the files, which he completed quickly with his ultimatum in mind. Dick purposely ignored every notification vibrating in his pocket knowing he would be facing the wrath of either Tim or Bruce. 
But now he was sitting in a car for one-and-a-half hours with nothing to look out for except the darkness of the night and a relatively empty road. He opened his phone to 56 messages and missed calls. He scrolled through the groupchat, ignoring it when it was just talking about regular stuff. Next, he opened his messages from Tim. 
Timbers: Dick.
Timbers: what did you do?????
Timbers: when you said cover I thought you meant for patrol or smt 
Timbers: not whatever beef Bruce apparently has with you??
Timbers: I demand compensation!!!
Timbers: [1 video]
Dick opened the video Tim sent him. It was 90 seconds of security camera feed from right above the elevator. Bruce’s hair was disturbed from his usual well-done look he kept for business meetings and his tie was undone. He stormed towards the Bat Computer where Tim was doing whatever Tim does on the computer. Despite being dressed in business attire, Dick could practically see the flurrying of the Batman cape behind him as he walked. Bruce whipped the chair Tim sat on around to face him so fast that Tim nearly fell off. 
‘Where’s Dick?’ The camera was a bit far but still picked up Bruce’s echoing voice. To Dick’s surprise, and seemingly Tim’s as well, Bruce didn’t seem mad. Disgruntled, alarmed, slipping from sanity? Yes. Genuinely angry? Not quite. It made Dick feel a little guilty. Only a little, though.
‘I dunno,’ Tim said, still reeling from the surprise attack. 
Bruce pushed Tim’s chair away from the computer, scavenging through the files, no doubt looking for the files on Thomas and Danny. Unfortunately for Bruce, every single one of those files was secure in Dick’s jacket pocket. Bruce would come to realize that soon enough, as he took a shaky breath and stepped away from the screen.
The video ended. 
That explained the 12 missed calls from Bruce. Dick debated calling him back. No doubt Bruce would ask for an explanation. An explanation he still has yet to come up with. 
Deciding this was a problem for future Dick, present Dick decided he would let himself doze off for the rest of the cab ride to his destination.
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scarareg · 3 days
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Saddest truth is that not all men look better with long hair than with short hair (this is about Dick Grayson)
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