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Yesssss, Fem Dick x Kory??? Yes please.

dickfire yuri if you even care

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Beautiful art!

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Look at the beautiful art!

lensless, viltrum and will mark

can you guess my favorite (iut is obvious)

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Hey this is a cool offer!

Would you like a beta reader?

Hi, I have free time and would love to help anyone who would like a second pair of eyes on their fics. Send me a DM if you'd like my help. As I've stated in my previous post, I'm doing this free of cost and right now only working on works in English.

I'm cool with any type of story (just used ship tags to cast a wide net) so if it's platonic, romantic, etc. I'm probably happy to check it for you. I'm focusing on just DC fics for now.

Friendly Reminder: Please don't send hate to other people over their ships

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I just like the premise. I know nothing about atlanteans 😆💙

what if dc was real and interesting and took advantage of marine physiologies to make cool and diverse gender systems in atlantis. what then

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The cute is cute. 🥰

s1 era invincible art

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She’s so pretty 😍

selina!

someone on the strawpage asked me to post her here so here you go!

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Pretty boy

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Yessss I could see that.

Weirdest brudick hc go!

this was hard to think of!!! but here is one that is maybe a weird headcanon compared to other brudick shippers?

I don’t think they’d want to get married. I think they’d find it redundant if they are already legally bound by adoption, I think they are really private about their intimate relationship and would probably never directly come out about it to anyone. Just letting anyone make their own assumptions. They keep secrets from everyone and Dick lies all the time so I can’t see why they would ever feel the need to straight up tell anyone what they do behind closed doors. A lot of fanfics have Dick being displeased with “hiding” that aspect of their relationship but c’mon. What’s between him and Bruce is their own business!

+ They feel like their relationship has never and will never need a certain title to feel real and they don’t want to have a whole group of people (even if they are people they consider family) watch them have a ceremony about it. Their relationship is unconventional and hard to understand so it makes it special and private.

That being said I do think they would exchange some kind of sentimental gift that could be likened to wedding rings because bruce is deeply romantic and kind of traditional. They might keep each other’s parent’s wedding rings in their bedside tables or something like that.

Also they have emotionally charged sex on the anniversary of Dick’s parent’s deaths because that is the night that they met. It’s complicated 😌 but it’s sorta their anniversary!

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A nice comparison of Steph and Dick!!

AU where some new villain made a truth serum formula and captures Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, and Robin. This villain somehow knows they’ve all been Robin at one point and decides to use the truth serum to try and drive a wedge between them all so that they stop working together. He starts with Robin, asking him who he thinks was the best Robin (Nightwing), who he thinks is the worst (Red Robin) and why he thinks that (Red Robin is annoying and arrogant). He does the same with Red Robin and Red Hood and gets varying answers that, while somewhat mean, are not enough to break the dynamic between them. Then he gets to Nightwing, who claims (truthfully) that he doesn’t have a favorite or least favorite Robin. The villain is displeased with this so they start to come up different questions to try and start an argument between the boys.

Eventually the villain asks “Which Robin is closest to the original? Closest to your Robin? Which one reminds you the most of yourself?”. Dick tries to fight the serum for a while, before finally biting out “The fourth one.” They all turn to look at Damian, and the villain scrunches up his brows, asking “Him? Really?” It was somewhat of a rhetorical question but Dick is forced to answer anyways. “No, not him. He’s the fifth Robin.” It takes a second before it clicks into place. “The girl Robin? Seriously?? I heard she didn’t even last a week!” Before anything else can be said, Batman busts into the villain’s lair and manages to take him down.

When they get back to the cave, the boys try to question Dick about it, slightly offended by the fact that he considered Stephanie’s Robin to be the most accurate to his. Dick, however, manages to evade them until the serum wears off. Dick himself isn’t quite sure how he can explain it to them. He’s not sure how to tell them that while he’s proud of all the work they’ve done as Robin, he never shared their reasoning for becoming Robin. He’s not sure how to point out the fact that the main reason they got into the vigilante game was for Bruce, not for themselves. He’s not sure how to explain that Robin might’ve been given to them for them to find light and happiness in, but that initially Robin was born from his darkness.

He’s not sure how to tell them that when Bruce told him about Steph, about Spoiler, about how she designed her own suit and went out to stop the man she has a vendetta against, he was so violently reminded of himself that he hung up immediately and didn’t speak to anyone for two days. He’s not sure how to tell them that when Bruce came calling a little while later, telling him about Steph being in-over her head, about him firing her, about her going off on her own only to end up tortured and dead, it was like staring in a mirror of his own relationship with Bruce, and that he’d punched Bruce so hard he’d nearly broken a finger. He’s not sure how to tell them about the quiet nights he stayed up talking with Steph, when Bruce was lost in time and it was just her, Damian, and Alfred around. He’s not sure how to tell them about how when Steph had told him about her relationship with Dean, he’d been reminded of his relationship with Liu so much he’d nearly thrown up. He’s not sure how to tell them that when Dick had opened up about his guilt about what happened in Blüd, Steph hadn’t given him any false placations, and talked about the guilt she felt over her role in the gang wars instead.

He’s not sure how to tell them that while all of them have felt like failures to Bruce, none of them had felt the harsh sting of Bruce ripping Robin away from them, the pain of Bruce telling them how incompetent and unworthy they were as Bruce fires them. He’s not sure how to tell them that while he may their older brother, he was only ever Bruce’s ward. Bruce never adopted him, and despite how far they’ve all come to work as a family, Dick still feels like an outsider sometimes. He knows Steph gets it. She feels like an outsider too.

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So true. But this does make each kudos special, and comments are friendly 🥰

a feel like the new generation of fanfic readers NEED to understand that clicking on a fic (interaction) does nothing. ao3 has no algorithm. your private discord discussions of fic do not reach the authors. if you do not actively engage with writers they will stop posting. this isn’t social media this is community.

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I am in the middle of this cute gen fic and I want to say hiiiiii to t he author but I can’t…

When AO3 comes back up, you all better comment on that fic you were in the middle of reading like a joyfully weeping wife whose husband has returned safely from the war

There's always a huge surge of posts bemoaning the loss of their stories

And not enough authors even hearing about that love for their stories, themselves!

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Honestly I like both Interpretations ! DadSon is always YES, but BruDick is so much more complicated so honestly, either! 💙💙

Also read the tags for more fun comments!

I will say, the fact that I started getting into batman through the anthologies of golden age comics that I loved borrowing from the library as a kid and continued getting into batman by seeing it mentioned in the articles about historical queer pop culture that I loved reading online as a teen... that does make the whole batfam phenomenon kind of hard for me to process, even though rationally i know that bruce being the adoptive father/father figure to several children of varying ages is the standard, established understanding of the wayne household in dc now and has been for years. i'm not criticizing it i'm just disoriented. what do you mean dick is basically bruce's son? what do you mean he's the oldest of many siblings?? what do you mean shipping batman and robin is incest??? what do you mean they're not two young gay men with a significant-but-not-unreasonable-in-fiction age gap who are living together because they are life partners who fight crime together and have been in a secret relationship for years????? i thought we all made that assumption growing up.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/66522445/chapters/171572617

Summary:

No one was more shocked by Nolan's true colors than Mark. When he's left behind after the worst beating he's ever taken, Mark is unable to tell anyone what's going on in his mind-- except that maybe, Nolan didn't mean to do it.

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The mountainside, where his dad had taken him to surrender. and it hurts Where he swore that Mark was nothing to him. 'What's another seventeen years?' The words shouldn't bother him, not when his mouth is split on jagged, loose teeth. Not when his eye is swollen, his nose caved and his cheek on fire.

His vision swims.

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I made some erotic content:

Give it a read if you like!

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Read this pls #BruDick

Dick Grayson was exhausted.

The mission was over, the plane hadn't crashed, and the android was now a melted heap of scrap metal-thanks, in part, to a very flammable tube of lipstick. He'd showered, changed into loose sleep pants and an old Blüdhaven University hoodie, and was halfway to collapsing into bed when his phone rang.

Bruce.

Of course.

Professional. Right.

He swiped to answer, pressing the phone to his ear.

"Mission debrief?" Dick said, aiming for dry, aiming for normal.

Bruce's voice was a low rumble through the line, steady as always. "Just confirming the target was neutralized."

"Yeah, well." Dick smirked, even though Bruce couldn't see it. "Turns out beauty products are deadly."

A pause. Then, the faintest exhale- almost a laugh. Almost.

"You made it work," Bruce said.

Dick's stomach flipped.

Stupid.

He was stupid for this. For the way his chest tightened when Bruce sounded even vaguely approving. For the way his fingers curled into the fabric of his hoodie, imagining, just for a second, that it was Bruce's shirt instead. That the call wasn't just a debrief. That Bruce had called for-

Something else.

Dick swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. Bruce was still talking, something about the League's cleanup crew, something about the android's tech-but Dick wasn't listening. Not really.

He was too busy imagining Bruce's voice saying something different.

"Come home."

"I miss you."

"You were beautiful tonight."

Dick's cheeks burned.

He pressed the phone closer, as if he could crawl into the sound of Bruce's voice, live there, wrapped up in that impossible warmth.

(And across the city, in the Cave, Bruce watched the feed from the hidden cameras in Dick's apartment-watched the way Dick's lashes fluttered, the way his lips parted, the way his free hand had drifted absently to his own throat, fingers brushing where the necklace Bruce gave him had rested earlier.)

(He didn't say a word.)

"-understood?" Bruce finished.

Dick blinked.

Shit.

"Yeah" Dick lied. "Understood."

A beat. Then, quieter: "Get some rest, Dick."

Dick's breath caught.

You could stay on the line. You could tell me to come back. You could-

"Yeah" he murmured. "You too."

The call ended.

Dick let the phone drop onto the mattress, his chest aching.

Pathetic.

He dragged a hand through his hair-still long, still tied back in that damn ponytail -and exhaled sharply.

Across the room, unnoticed, a tiny camera lens glinted in the dark.

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I love this… of course it’s a little more complicated but the IDEA is gold.

Look I don’t care how implausible it is, I don’t care how ridiculous it is. Dick is eight years old when he becomes Robin. It’s the funniest fuckin thing and I refuse to ever make him older than eight when he bullies a grown ass Bruce into letting him go out at night with him.

Does Bruce take him on kiddie runs until he’s a little older? Maybe. Does Batman stand menacingly behind a brightly colored little bird to threaten the goons while Robin can’t see him? You know he does.

But Robin is still actually terrifying when he first appears on the scene, because he’s a teeny tiny fluttery little thing that does cartwheels and handstands and makes puns then launches himself full force to kick a man in the nose and then cackles when he bleeds. His laughter makes goons shiver, they hear it bouncing around warehouses and half of them bolt, because they learn very quickly what happens when a feral Robin appears.

The Gotham rogues all immediately have beef with a literal third grader because he took the bats attention away and also because he’s roundhouse kicked them all in the shins at some point and that shit hurt like hell, and then he laughed in their faces while making a pun about their villain name.

Majority of the rogues everywhere hate Nightwing because they all know he used to be the feral child that they all thought Batman should have put on a leash, half of them have been straight up bitten by him before he lost all his baby teeth, and they’re all so bitter about the fact that they’ve been beaten by an actual elementary school student. And now he’s all grown up? He’s fucking terrifying.