Wahoo Here They R In One Place!

It would be hilarious if villains loved Nightwing and were terrified of Officer Dick Grayson.

Dick Grayson- who is used to open spaces and adrenaline- being stuck in a boring bleak office, surviving on shots of coffee and red bull with caffeine that would make Tim concerned.

The thugs soon realised that unlike most of the other cops - Dick was from Gotham.

No one fucks with Gothamites.

Villain *shooting at Dick with machine guns*

Dick *appearing from the shadows behind him*: Boo.

Villain: THIS IS A FIVE STOREY BUILDING HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET HERE

Or

Thief *throwing a counting down bomb at Dick*

Dick: *catching and tossing the bomb at a safe distance before turning round and shooting it so it explodes mid air while running after thief*

Thief: .. what the actual fuck

Dick: Gee look at all that time you had! Shame you threw it away :D

Thief:

Dick: I’m from Gotham

Thief *realising they fucked up* : Please don’t steal my bones

OR

Shooter: *sets elaborate booby traps throughout the houses in an active hostage situation*

Dick *using his training as robin and inhuman flexibility to surpass them with ease*: Ah been a while since I got to have a nice stretch thank you.

Shooter:

Dick:

Shooter:

Dick: .. Hi :)

Shooter: Are you Satan?

AND

In interrogation room

Murderer: I think I’ll take your eyes and add them to my collection

Dick *running on spite and caffeine that could give Superman a sugar rush* : Funny.. I was going to say the same thing to you

Murderer: .. what

Dick: I wouldn’t take your eyes though.. they look like the inspiration behind the whole Medusa’s “look at it and you turn to stone” thing-

Murderer: Hey! Take that back before I gut you

Dick *smile stretching wider without blinking* : oh? Or what? I know everything about you. Who says I can’t kill you and walk out with everyone being none the wiser? I know how to kill someone too..you aren’t special.

Murderer:

Murderer: I’m scared for my safety.

Because the thing is, Nightwing is who Dick really is. It’s who he can be free as, be himself as without red tapes and regulations. Where he can give as good as he gets, and he’s kind and empathetic. He gets to help the downtrodden and goes easy on most of them if they give up right away, not to mention the fact that he never causes permanent damage.

But officer Dick Grayson is a different story. He runs on sleepless nights and no self preservation. Seeing an officer with an uncanny skill set they’re scarily good at, not to mention the cheery attitude he always has scares the shit out of criminals. Cuz no way in hell is a smiling Gothamite not a deranged one. He chases crimes like a bloodhound, and isn’t afraid to make good on threats he makes to ensure they never hurt anyone again.

Bonus if the batfam doesn’t know about this.

Red hood: Shit I can’t believe we ended up in Bludhaven

Red Robin *tying up the corrupt politican* : Since this is a sensitive case, we need someone we can trust to make sure it is seen through.

Red hood: .. So we paying a visit to Officer Grayson?

Politician *screeching* : NO NO NO NO! PLEASE NOT HIM!! JUST KILL ME INSTEAD AND TAKE ALL MY MONEY I CANT DEAL WITH HIM!

Red hood: .. is he fucking serious?

Henchmen: Sir he is. And we agree. Please take our bones and kill us but don’t take us to Officer Grayson.

Red Robin: Wait what did he do?

Henchman 1: He asked boss if the hat was sentient.. and said that if it was would it make that hat the top and boss the bottom.

Henchman 2: Last time we met I tried to shoot him but suddenly my gun was blank and he raised his hand and let the ammo drop

Red Hood: Well even I could do that-

Henchman 2: They were my bullets. I had selected the colour personally.

Red robin *growing concerned*

Henchman 3: He sang a lullaby to a child when we were holding the station hostage, and replaced the people with my family members. He even sang their social security numbers!

Henchman 4: He’s the most dangerous of them all. I ain’t shitting ya when I say he’s as scary as the bat from Gotham.

*all nodding in agreement*

Red hood:

Red Robin:

Red hood: Nah that doesn’t sound like Dick

Red Robin: Agreed. Let’s go there Hood.

*villains’ sobbing intensifies*

Very pretty kitty named Ginger I met a few years ago!!

a black mackerel tortoiseshell tabby (torbie) with low white spotting :DD

stop resisting, narinder 🧐

Fan art for My Monster Academia by @princess-of-the-corner

Link to fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48941920/chapters/123471148

Having been declared legally dead and without a cent to his name, Danny arrives in Gotham desperate for any job. So when he gets hired by a rich couple to babysit their kid while they're away (which apparently is quite often) without them even doing a background check on him, he thinks he's hit the jackpot.

Until he finds out just how neglected this kid is. Danny knows from personal experience just how that can mess a person up so he decides to shower this kid with all the love and attention he could ever dream of. And maybe figure out a way to stop him from sneaking out at night.

I need Damian roasting the fam like that John Mulaney quote about middle schoolers insulting you in an accurate way

Damian: The American Hackney is a critically endangered horse breed with only about 200 remaining in the world. I consider myself privileged to be in the company of one right now.

Stephanie, to herself: I can't hit a kid, I can't hit a kid, I can't—

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Damian: Your glasses look like the headlights of Superman's pickup truck.

Barbara: Get back to patrol.

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Damian: You astound me.

Tim: How so?

Damian: You have far exceeded your life expectancy given your absolutely atrocious self-care habits.

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Damian: Father, you cook like someone who's never seen food in his life.

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Damian: Grayson, I need your help with a history project.

Dick: Sure, what's it on?

Damian: The Paleolithic Era. Tell me everything you remember about your childhood.

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Duke: You say a lotta out-of-pocket things.

Damian: What, like the fact that the Signal-cycle sounds like a washing machine setting?

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Damian: Todd, I didn't know you were a Hollywood background character.

Jason: Really? Where?

Damian: *plays The Walking Dead*

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Damian: Cain—

Cassandra: Nope.

Damian: But—

Cassandra: I said no.

Damian: Fine.

Cassandra:

Damian:

Cassandra:

Damian: Your ballet shoes look like beans.

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Damian: Kyle, may I see your engagement ring?

Selina: Sure.

Selina: *shows him a big diamond*

Damian: *squints*

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Damian: *opens his mouth*

Alfred: Don't even try.

Damian: Understood, have a nice day.

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Damian, to his reflection: I never realized my hair looks like a shower brush.

After 9 hrs, I've finished an 11 seconds video-

Pov: You're witnessing your ex-vessal scolding a dissenter

do you think leshy loved painting? do you think narinder hung every one on his wall?

do you think heket loved singing? do you think narinder loved hearing her sing?

do you think kallamar loved music? do you think narinder sat with him, listening to song after song written by the most skilled of his followers?

do you think shamura loved riddles? do you think narinder was stumped every time until they told him the answer?

do you think narinder loved whittling? do you think his family loved the small wooden versions he made of their crowns?

do you think they regret taking all that away?

five becomes four becomes three becomes two becomes one becomes Nothing.

The author

After all the otherworldly experiences he'd been through, Danny was tired, being King of the Infinite Realms didn't make up for that fact, Jazz had talked to him about it at some point, something about processing the trauma now that he was in a safe place.

He tried to ask his mentor for advice on how to get that weight off his chest but Clockwork told him that it was not the time yet and offered him some cookies, which frankly were delicious but did not help with his current problem.

In the end it was Ghostwriter who found a solution, when Danny went to his library looking for information on what to do, he ended up meeting the ghost, Ghostwriter gave him some strange but useful advice, probably unintentionally "You could censor what happened a bit and write a book about it, it's a good story."

And as stupid as it sounded, he did it, he wrote a whole saga of books about his experiences, recounting everything as if it were a fairy tale in an invented world. It helped more than he thought at first and made him feel a little lighter at the end of the day.

Sneaking into the human realm as Danny Fenton he published his books under a Phantom-like nickname, and his saga became strangely popular, to the point where it reached Jason Todd.

Jason for his part was in love with the story, there were some scenarios that were familiar to him, but it didn't really matter, he was strangely excited when he found out that the author would have a book signing in Gotham; no matter how many times Dick called him a book nerd he wasn't going to miss that damn signing.

And if the author and the crime lord fell in love when they saw each other at the signing, that was information for Clockwork to know.