Au that follows Dick grayson as he accidentally and unknowingly prevents a bunch of people from becoming villains through very intentional kindness (or competence since they’re like oh hell no I am not having his ass come after me. Fuck. No)
Dick knew once Bruce told him the story of his parent's murder, in the acerbic light of the juvenile detention hall that served as the place for their second meeting, that they were not same.
Even if Bruce believed they were.
Bruce told his story in the hushed tone of morning light. His eyes shining with the pain of memory as he detailed the moment he saw Martha Wayne, his mother die in front of him.
Dick knew as soon as Bruce uttered that final fateful sentence, a recounting of watching his mothers pearls scatter onto the blood-soaked ground, only to roll away to places he has searched time and time again and never found.
That Bruce was far-far luckier than him.
Because Bruce might have trained all around the world but Bruce was not raised by the watchful eyes of hundreds of men and women who didn't speak a shared language but still called each other family.
Bruce did not spend his time being babysat by Hala, the widower of a pearl diver who once held Dicks hands and told him, with the gentle reflection of the night sky in her eyes, tone alight with pride at her history, her life, her late husband, how she had made jewellery out of the pearls and sold them.
How her husband could not do it because you needed small, gentle hands to be able to tie a protective knot in-between each pearl as to make sure when the necklace breaks you will not lose too many if pressure causes the string to snap.
the rest of this will be on my ao3 eventually but for now~~~~~
I like to think that dick always hugs or shows physical contact when he's with his friends or family when they come to visit him cuz he doesn't know whether they are real or a hallucination
hey so it’s march now aka the beginning of endometriosis awareness month and i feel obligated to remind you that debilitatingly painful periods are not normal. if you or someone you know is ending up sick or bedridden every month, you are not crazy and deserve medical attention from someone who will take you seriously
Now I’m just picturing Dick shoveling cereal into his mouth while he’s writing 5 separate papers on different laptops (all of them are due at midnight, it is 11:45)
(he was supposed to get them done a week ago but darkseid tried to end the world)
(He gets them done and gets 4 As and 1 A-)
(The A- is in forensics bc he accidentally used batspeak)
Broke: Dick has no degrees and dropped out young
Woke: Dick has like 7 fully completed bachelors bc he keeps taking college courses to keep busy/ learn new skills as nightwing and ends up just having a fuck ton of credits. He simply doesn’t tell Bruce to make Bruce sad that none of his kids have graduated college.
dick grayson to bruce wayne
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I love love love love love Jay and Tim brotherisms
(bad siblings dick Grayson/ Damian Wayne and everyone hates them and abandons them and they must protect each other EXCLUDED)
They are so bully each other brother shaped to me
Just imagine someone (Steph) being like I’m not fucking working with the red hood??? He hurt Tim????
And Jays like fuckkkk am I gonna have to apologize? Damn
And Tim is like “OKAY LISTEN IT WAS A FIGHT I LOST… NOT THAT BADLY BY THE WAY” (his poor ego)
Steph: HE WROTE A MESSAGE IN BLOOD ON UR WALLS AND TIRED BEAT YOU TO DEATH
Jay: okay first of all, if I tried to beat him to death he would have died
Tim: a) fuck you very much no I wouldn’t have B) it was fine I was fine it was a couple bruises not that bad C) I was too distracted by the party city costume
Steph: what party city? What are you talking abou-
Jay: SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH DRAKE
Tim: I HAVE THE PHOTOS SAVED OFF THOSE CAMERA TODD FUCKING TRY ME
Steph to Dick: should we intervene
Dick pinching the bridge of his nose: no I just think this is how Tim bonds with people
Damian wrinkling his nose: writing a message in the victims blood is so trite Todd
Jason who has been tackled by Tim and is now fighting him on the floor: SHUT UP DAMIAN OR YOURE NEXT
Damian: oh the horror
They’re the siblings when mom/dad yells at one for bullying the other. You both gotta start being like “dad no don’t yell at him we were just goofing around”
“Yeah dad it’s just roughhousing dwdwdwdw we good”
And then attempt murder on one another as soon as the responsible people are gone.
Now they can GO to each other for help and it ends with an awkward “you know I love you right? “yeah..yeah I do don’t worry” and like a weird shoulder hug that they never mention ever again
But they’d both prefer to go to
A) the biggest brother bc he’s too old to violently bully the way they do B) it’s less embarrassing C) he’s less likely to bring it up to mock you D) that’s kinda what he’s there for
B) the bestie gc: they have friends outside if it’s not a Gotham issue, Kon is hearing about it first (if he’s alive), Bizzaro and Artemis are now a therapy gc for Jay post Gotham visit
C) honestly and truly they’d rather die (again) than ask anyone for help so truly all of these are last resorts.
some of y'all fundamentally misunderstand my favorite characters but im being sooooo normal and mature about it. i haven't even killed anyone yet
Dick walking into the batcave, with clenched fists
Dick under his breath: I love my family I love my family I love my family I love my family
Tim and Damian standing awkwardly next to each other
Tim: sooo don’t be mad
Dick: I scheduled this day of 2 and a half years ago, you know what it’s like scheduling a day off 2 and a half years before you take it?? I had raven check auspicious calendar dates??
Damian: couldn’t? You have taken one earlier
Dick pulling an a5, 500 page notebook miraculously out his suit: hmm let’s see why didn’t I think of that? Maybe it’s because I’m booked and busy every day of my life? My Google calendar looks like lights flashing at a rave.
Dick: so you have 25 mins, before I call Kori to pick me up if it takes longer than that call Clark or Jason
Tim: well.. that’s kinda the problem
Dick: 24 mins
Tim: wha- that wasn’t a minute
Dick: give me the cliff notes or i make it 10 mins
Tim very quickly: redhood and Superman have both been mindcontrolled but no one knew about Jason being also brainwashed so Bruce thought he fell off the wagon and is torturing Superman and is going after Jason right now and he won’t answer any communications from us and has barricaded us inside the house if you come in you can’t leave and we really don’t know what to do here because Bruce probably won’t believe us
Damian: also Alfred is on vacation and you’re the only one allowed to cook in his kitchen so if we are all trapped here I’d rather like to eat something that isn’t one of Timothy’s creations
Tim: okay boiling the pasta in 2 cans of monster was a THOUGHT experiment I didn’t eat it
Damian: I SAW YOU EATINF IT
tim: ONE TIME TO TEST MY THEORY
Damian: WHAT POSSIBLE THEORY COULD YOU BE TESTING
TIM: WHETHER MONSTER ENEGRY COOKS PASTA ARE YOU LISTENING? UOU GOTTA TRY IT FOR QUALITY CONTRO-
Dick: shut up! Both of you. If I get you out of the house and help you taken all of them down, none of you can call me until the world is ending or someone is dying…
Tim: deal
Damian: I suppose
what is your favorite fic of all time ?
The Nightwing protocol by purple soot
Don’t argue with me and I refuse to elaborate
BatBrats as hozier songs
Dick:
-Angel of small death and the codeine scene
-empire now
Jason:
-take me to church
-eat your young
Tim:
-it will come back
Here is where the I won’t elaborate is the the strongest
-too sweet
Damian:
-arsonists lullaby
- shrike
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