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Getting ready for the party 💃

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Nightwing & De-aged Tim Commission by @deitybird

For the fanfiction "Long Way to Go" by @deitybird.

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Squish

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good morning everyone remembered that i enjoyed reading comics and now i feel like im sniffing pure 100% tim drake angst how are yall doing

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More scenes from ‘I Will Make of You’ !!!

I hope you like these @purplepeptobismol 🫶♥️

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Jason being the only one who gets to mess with his siblings is so valid. He can strangle them but if anyone else so much as looks at them wrong he’s taking them down

Scene: Rooftop fight. The Batfam is mid-mission.

Tim (over comm): Uh… slight problem. Got ambushed. I’m fine, but there’s, like, six of them and—

[Comms cut out with a crunch.]

Jason immediately freezing

“What was that sound?”

Dick: That… did not sound good.

Damian: Tt. Don’t be dramatic.

[No response.]

Jason (quietly but deadly):

I swear, if one hair on that nerd’s head is out of place—

[Cut to: Jason crashing through a window like a furious bat out of hell. Tim is cornered by multiple thugs, holding his side.]

Thug 1: Heh, Red Robin’s looking a little scrambled—

Jason (dropping in, full Red Hood mode):

WRONG BIRD, LOSER.

[Gunshots and screaming ensue.]

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Tim (groaning): You didn’t have to go full John Wick.

Jason (checking him over): You’re bleeding.

Tim: It’s just a scratch.

Jason (dark glare):

I will set their van on fire.

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[Later at the Batcave]

Bruce: Jason, I heard about the explosion. Was that strictly necessary?

Jason: You let the Joker live. I don’t want to hear about “necessary.”

Tim: For the record… that was awesome.

Jason: You I’ll allow to say that

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(Bruce told a joke.)

Timmy calling him big brother 🥹

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This is for two anons that requested for a Dick drawing (With an answer) and another one with fluff Dick and Tim. SOOOO :D Here it is!

I know it is not sooo "Fluff" But I really like these two brotherly bonding, specially taking in count how it's usually Dick who is portrayed as the sticky one. Nope, not always, Dick want space sometimes and his brothers doesn't let him have it- THIS IS A BIG BROTHER, it's a rule to bothering him and then, him bothering back.

Also, I love long hair Dick Grayson... I just- THE POSSIBILITIES-

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/54461293?view_adult=true

I love resurrected Tim stories 🙏

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“Back the fuck up.”

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Timmy is now their team baby 🫶

Jason, giving a detailed plan to The Outlaws in a huge room filled with weaponry, screens and a war table: Artemis will cover Bizo-

Tim, in civilian wear crawling through the window and climbing up Jason so he’s cradled by him in one arm: *instantly falls asleep*

The Outlaws: …

Starfire: Oh! I wasn’t aware you reproduced!

Jason, too focused on his plan to properly listen: yeah, it’s whatever, anyway, then I need Roy to arm-

The Outlaws: *no longer paying attention because Tim, who is at least eighteen, is snoring slightly and drooling on Red Hood’s jacket like a toddler*

Starfire: a baby…

Bizzo: he’s not our baby?

Roy: damn Liam had a brother?

Artemis: group baby. Ours now.

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Damian Abused Tim and None of Yall are Talking About It

First of all, let’s define an abusive relationship. Okay? “Abuse” is not characterized by- say it with me now- age, gender, strength/size or otherwise more “common” depictions of an abusive relationship. “Abuse” is characterized by a- say it with me now- POWER IMBALANCE. Got it? Good.

Now, let’s examine Damian and Tim’s relationship to see if there’s a power imbalance with one simple question. Do they both have the power to redefine this relationship? In the case of Tim and Damian, the answer is no. An immediate follow-up to this question should be: who has the power to redefine the relationship? The answer is the more powerful side of the power imbalance, or, more often than not, the abuser. In the case of Tim and Damian, Damian is the one with the power to redefine the relationship. 

Why? Because a), both Tim and Damian’s adults (Bruce, Alfred, maybe Dick) are unwilling to balance the relationship (giving them both consequences for cruelty, no favoritism, etc.), b), Damian does not accept anything Tim says- if Tim is polite, he’s being patronizing/condescending and it’s his fault, if Tim’s rude he’s being cruel/unfair and it’s his fault, if Tim’s indifferent he’s being cold/unfair and it’s his fault- as a genuine effort on Tim’s part, meaning only Damian has the power to change their dynamic.

Just because Damian is younger than Tim does not mean that Damian is incapable of being abusive towards Tim. It reminds me of a dynamic in which the “softer” one, e.g. a wife or in this case, a younger sibling, is abusing the “tougher” one, e.g. a husband or an older sibling, and the victim of the abusive is not believed because the “softer” one obviously can’t be an abuser. By excusing Damian’s actions you are practicing abuse apologism. This is Very Fucked Up and it is Not Okay. Just because DC seems to think it is okay and the majority of the fandom brushes past it, it does NOT MEAN that it is not abuse apologism.

I am not blaming Damian for any of this. No one has ever bothered to explain to him that his actions are wrong or explain why they are wrong. However, that does not absolve him of responsibility. Responsibility is not the same thing as blame. In this case, responsibility means an actual, genuine apology on Damian’s part. Responsibility means acknowledging it was wrong of him to abuse Tim, it means an actual change in behavior going forward, and, specifically for Damian, it probably includes therapy. 

Abuse apologism is not okay. I need people to understand that Damian was abusing Tim. There is no excusing or sugarcoating it. Damian. Abused. Tim. I need people to understand that. Yes, Damian can accept responsibility (and the ADULTS- Bruce, Alfred, maybe Dick- need to accept the blame) but that does not change the fact that in the beginning, He Abused Tim. Yes, Damian can (and should) make a change, and that change should be reflected in his characterization, but if one were to write him in the BEGINNING he would still be abusing Tim. I am not demonizing him by writing this. This is not me bashing on the character. This is me defining his canonical behavior. This is me telling you all that Damian was entitled and spoiled and rude and cruel and ABUSIVE.

I need you to understand this.

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Damn, there was a post asking why people thought Jack Drake was an asshole and people were like, "oh, it's just fannon, nothing in the comics even support that he was like a good, normal dad" And I was going to add on some photos, but alas my feed refreshed

BUT

Here are some pictures of cannon comics anyway to explain why SOME fans tend to headcanon Jack Drake as an asshole or even abusive.

People also give their two cents that, if anything, Tim treated Jack badly, particularly after Jack was recovering from being poisoned. In my humble perspective, Tim canonically grew up with relatively absent parents and learned to ignore them back and be independent rather than rely on them for his safety and guidance.

Then, when Jack is back in his life, Tim isn't used to dealing with that level of parental oversight, not used to getting permission before disappearing for days at a time, etc. Tim doesn't know how to adapt to the sudden loss of agency and freedom he had when his parents were around less. Plus, he has to hide his Robin identity until Jack finds out and flips out. So there is a lot of tension with Jack feeling ignored, replaced by Bruce Wayne, and terrified that Tim is going to get hurt.

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can you do a fluffy fic where bruce wants a hug from his kids but doesn’t know how to as?

PS i love ur writing style

I love this one!

Have fun!

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Bruce Wayne was a man that struggled with voicing his needs. Not only needs like foor or sleep but also his needs for affection. He was Batman, he was too tough for a hug. But he would have needed one. He was aware that everyone needed a hug every now and then. He just struggled to ask.

With Dick it was easy. He grew up in a giant family and with acrobatics he was used to constant touching and hugging and holding on to the people who he viewed as his family. Often he would also sleep in his parents bed, cozy and cuddled up between them.

After Bruce adopted Dick, he thought it would be more difficult to compensate for the missing family. Bruce was severly touch-starved. His parents used to sometimes pet his head, his mother fixed his clothes before events but they weren't really the ones to hug him.

Bruce was raised by Alfred and appareantly it is not very formal or British to hug the son of your former employer.

Luckily, Dick didn't know anything about Britishness or formal etiquette, he just knew that he was bursting with love that had to go somewhere. Dick hugged everyone. He hugged Alfred when he thanked him for cooking and the butler was suprised the first few times but always put one hand on the boy's shoulder and one on his head and smiled. "It is my pleasure, Master Richard." He even hugged Detective Gordon sometimes.

But most important, Dick hugged Bruce. He climbed on his lap, he hugged him after patrol or for goodnight and he introduced something to Bruce that he called a 'hug attack'. Dick would launch himself at Bruce and wrap his limbs around him and Bruce would hold him tightly and never let go first.

Dick hated sleeping alone. It took him some time and enabling from Bruce but finally, finally het got comforable around Bruce and spend some nights cuddled up next to Bruce, sharing some warmth with him.

The truth is, Bruce needed this affection just as much as Dick needed it. Dick was a handful but he would never let a day pass without at least one hug. He needed it to thrive, like air, water and food. Bruce never had to ask for a hug, he got spoiled with them.

Nightwing stormed out of the manor and Bruce heart sank. It ripped a hole in his soul. The heart ache crept back up. The king-size bed was too much for him. Too big. Too cold. Even after they forgave eachother, it wasn't the same anymore. Bruce never asked him for a hug, he didn't want to break the fragile relationship between them.

Jason was not cuddly. He didn't fear affection, he just never received it before and therefore didn't knew the advantage of it. Bruce asked him once if he wanted a hug and Jason stared at him like he was observing a car crash. He gave Bruce a weird half-hug and Bruce never asked again.

After Jason died, Bruce was numb. Numb to physical and mental pain and whatever the touch-staved heart ache classified as. He failed both of his sons.

Barbara and Bruce never came to a point in their relationship where they would hug. Barbara had a family, she was not dependent on Bruce. They would work together and very occassionally she stayed in the manor overnight but other than that they never exchanged affection. The closest thing to affection was Bruce carrying Barbara up some stairs after she got paralyzed.

Bruce layed awake at night, rolling around in his sheets. On bad nights, he felt a weird distance from his body. His heart was cramping and he layed there, numb until the sun started to rise and he went back to work.

Tim also wasn't much of a hugger. He was someone to shake hands. He liked to keep everyone on arms length. Little did Bruce know that Tim craved affection just as much as himself. Tim could have used a hug or a head pet every now and then. He was physically suffering from his touch deprivation but he never learned how to voice it. He was a lot like Bruce.

Tim ended up exchanging affection with Dick. Dick hugged him or lifted him up and spun him around and Bruce felt like he missed an opportunity. It was stupid but secretly he was jealous of them. He missed the chance to ask Tim if he wanted a hug, a chance that probably would have worked out.

Stephanie was sassy. She made herself unapproachable to Bruce. He never found out but Steph would preferably cuddle with Babs and Cass. He fired her from the Robin position before they got close enough to exchange hugs. Bruce was still numb. He was sure that he had failed them all.

Cass flinched when people got too close. Bruce tried to offer affection to her but he couldn't really find the words when she flinched away because he came closer than 3 feet. She locked her door while sleeping and never even let Bruce carry her when she got injuried. He was angry that she got broken at such a young age. He needed a hug but he didn't want to overstep her boundaries.

Bruce knew that Damian would probably stab him when he offered a hug. The kid was rough around the edges, Bruce knew that Talia carried him as a toddler and that was probably everything Damian ever received considering love and affection. By now, Bruce had gotten over the pain and the disappointment and all the negative emotions. He was sure that Damian didn't even want affection.

That was, until Damian and he returned from a particular long and exhausting patrol. After changing, he expected Damian to go straight into his room but he purposefully walked over to Jason who was sitting on the couch and drawing in his sketchbook, and sat down on the couch next to him. He leaned against his shoulder lightly.

Jason looked down at him and they exchanged a few whispered words before Jason put the sketchbook and the pen down and picked Damian up. The smaller boy wrapped his arms around Jason's neck and leaned his head on his shoulder, relaxing into the arms of the older boy. Jason held him like he would break when he handled him too harshly and carried him upstairs out of the cave. Bruce looked after them, frozen in place. The realization that he missed another chance crushed him.

Later Bruce quietly opened Damian's bedroom door and saw the smaller boy sleeping in the arms of his older brother. Bruce knew that due to their shared history in the League of Assassins, they shared a special connection. One that appareantly allowed Jason to share a bed with Damian and even hold him. He closed the door silently and headed back to work.

After Damian's ressurection, Bruce collapsed. His body shut down from exhaustion. He woke up in his own bed, in his own clothes, an uncertain amount of time later. He slowly got up and groaned as he sat down on his bedside. He heard the door open and slowly turnedhead, Damian entered the room.

Bruce jumped up and approached him. He pulled him in a tight hug, his son had been dead without knowing that Bruce loved him. Damian was taken aback but didn't even make a sassy comment. He lightly wraped his arms around Bruce and stayed quiet as Bruce held him close and tried not to break down sobbing.

After a full 10 minutes, Damian's arms got sore and he tried to let go but Bruce continued to hold him. Damian grumbled a little. "I give out hugs in rates, father, you don't have to take them all at once." Bruce finally let go of Damian and eyed him closely. He looked completly normal, healthy, rosy, not a scare to his body, at least not a new one.

Bruce finally let go of Damian. The boy took a step back and shot Bruce a critical gaze. Bruce sighed, the distant cold feeling disappeared a little. Damian rolled his eyes but leaned forward again and hugged Bruce.

Bruce was taken aback. "Damian, you don't have to--" "Hold your tongue, father, we all know you want physical contact."

After that, something changed. Dick hugged him from time to time, Jason nudged their shoulders together and Damian sometimes hugged him when he was a little exhausted.

The biggest surprise was Tim, who Bruce happened to find in his bed one night. The small boy was curled up under the sheets when Bruce stumbled into his bedroom after the patrol. He spotted the small body under the blankets and thought that it was Damian until he sat down next to the boy.

"Tim?" He asked confused while he shifted under his blankets. Tim slowly lifted his head and mumbled something incoherent. "What are you doing here? Are you okay?" Tim nodded drowsily and layed his head back down on the pillow. "Dick said you needed cuddles." The boy mumbled. "Need affection. We all do."

Bruce nodded slowly. "How come Dick thinks that?" He asked while he layed down. Tim scoted closer slowly until his head rested on Bruce's arm. "Noone hugs you. He realized after Damian told him you hugged him for 'n eternity."

Bruce swallowed down a sob and sighed heavily. "You okay?" Tim asked. Bruce just nodded and wrapped his arms around Tim to hold him close. "Yeah. I'm good."

"You could have asked for a hug, ya know?" Tim asked, now a little more awake. "At least Dick and i would have said yes."

Bruce nodded while he pulled the blanket back over Tim.

"I will. Thank you. I love you, Tim. I love you all, im so glad you got my back." Bruce whispered.

Tim smiled against the pillow.

"We love you too, Dad."

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Same work on Ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55397404

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/39105657/chapters/97828308

Protective Batfamily is my everything. This was SUCH a good read, I loved it !

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i love it when people write tim as having been fully indoctrinated into the bats but jack drake is still alive and just… there. watching incredulously with narrowed eyes as his son joins another family.

-at a gala, jack and bruce conversing-

tim, walking up to bruce: dad, alfred called and said we’re out of orange juice. he wants us to pick some up on the way home.

bruce: sure

jack:

jack: what.

tim, turning to jack: oh hey, didn’t see you there. *leaves*

jack: WHAT?

bruce: sorry for the interruption, anyway as i was saying-

jack: IS HE GOING HOME WITH YOU?!

bruce:

bruce: i mean he arrived with me, so…

jack: WHAT-

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-during a filmed interview-

bruce, hand on tim’s shoulder: and this is one of my middle children, tim-

*in the background of the shot we see jack drake throw his hands up in the air before storming off indignantly*

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-jack knocks on the door of wayne manor in the early morning-

tim: *opens door, yawning and wearing pjs* oh hey dad, what do you need?

jack:

jack: i was dropping off misdelivered mail- what are YOU doing here?

tim: i mean… i WAS sleeping in my very comfy bed, but then you woke me up. thanks for that.

jack:

jack: WHY ARE YOU-

tim: i think the real question is why didn’t you know i wasn’t back at drake manor, HMM?

jack:

tim: thanks for the mail- oh shit this is the thing Damian and i ordered for our new pet, i cant believe it got delivered to the wrong house, thanks for bringing it.

jack:

jack: are we still family?

tim: