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New fic!
Fire to ashes
Summary:
Honestly, he usually enjoyed Dick’s affinity for physical touch, but he was tired. And the pressure in his chest never really left. If Dick would just stop touching him, telling him what he can and can’t do-
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Dick’s voice cut trough Tim’s thoughts.
Tim flinched out of Dick’s grasp, his eyes blown wide as his breathing picked up. He needs out. He needs to get out of here, he needs Dick to stop fucking talking to him, he needs-
or: Tim Drake cannot deal with people comforting him. He isn't a weak kid, isn't he? He's strong, and he can take care of himself. He doesn't need anyone else.
Tags: Autistic Tim Drake (DCU); Hurt No Comfort; Angst; Panic Attacks; Tim Drake-centric (DCU); Tim Drake Needs a Hug (DCU); Tim Drake is Red Robin (DCU); Good Sibling Dick Grayson; Hurt Tim Drake (DCU); Dick Grayson Tries to Be a Good Older Sibling; Traumatized Tim Drake; One Shot
#dcu fanfic#batfam fanfic#tim drake#red robbin#dick grayson#nightwing#batman#bruce wayne#tim drake needs a hug#autistic tim drake
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Hi! I'm selling my V-tuber model since I don't use them. Message me or comment for inquiries!
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bruce and dick, father and son? classic. batman and robin, partners in justice? exciting. bruce and dick, brothers with a huge age gap? more likely than you think.
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Jason: *loses in a game against bruce*
Bruce, patting his back: it’s alright son, let’s play again
Dick: *loses in a game against bruce*
Bruce: that’s for calling me old
Dick, screaming at Bruce: HOW COULD YOU?!
Duke, new to the fam, very concerned: what’s happening?
Tim: you don’t wanna know
Duke, nervous: …is it something really bad?
Tim, gravely: yes
Dick, shaking Bruce: HOW COULD YOU?! HOW COULD YOU DRINK MY SMOOTHIE?!
Duke:
Alfred: *pointedly looking at the broken window*
Bruce: dick did it
Dick, in space, on call with Alfred: i wasn’t even anywhere NEAR there
Cass: fuck!
Bruce: language
Steph: let my girl say fuck
Bruce: language.
TV playing in the background: ..nd SCORE! unfortunately, the Gotham Guardsmen have lost to Metropolis Metros once m—
Dick, from the couch: motherfUCKER
Bruce, angrily: metropolis BASTARDS
Cass:
Cass: not fair >:[
In a restaurant
Barbara: dick can you pass me the salt
Dick, with headphones on, not hearing her:
Barbara: dick? dick. dick!
Bruce: ill get it
Bruce: *reaches for the salt near dick’s plate*
Dick: *suddenly has his arms around his food, his fork clattering to the ground, their drinks spilling everywhere*
Bruce:
Dick:
Barbara:
Dick: ...in my defense these are some real good nachos
Dick: *waltzes inside bruce’s room, not saying anything*
Bruce: ...?
Dick: *looks at the pictures on the walls*
Bruce: can i help you??
Dick: *checks himself out in the mirror*
Bruce: please do that in your own room
Dick: *turns on the lights and rummages in the drawers*
Bruce: i already ate all the snacks there
Dick: *leaves* *doesn’t close the door*
Bruce:
Damian, also in the room:
Damian, in realization: jason got it from him
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Interviewer, catching Damian in costume: Robin! Can you explain the process of picking up Robin or passing on the mantle?
Damian, mildly annoyed at Bruce at the moment: It's quite simple. Batmam steals young children from their bed, usually nine or ten or so. Then he takes you to his lair and give you a deal.
Damian: If you can beat him in a game of your choosing, he will train you to be Robin. If you lose, you are eaten. I beat him in a classic fencing game. He's quite good with swords, but he wasn't very good with the sport itself.
Tim, standing next to him: Yeah, I beat him at a memory card game. I like totally cheated, but I'm too old for him to eat now, so ot doesn't matter.
Damian, nodding: Yes. The worst part of the job is disposing of failed Robins bones. He usually sucks them clean and leaves them all over the floor.
Tim: Yeah, its messy. But after you hit, like 15 he stops trying to eat you, so that's cool.
Damian: I have not yet reached 15. I'm still in danger. If you have more questions, ask Nightwing, as he was the first to avoid being eaten.
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Same interviewer, at a different date: Mr. Nightwing. Is it true Batman tries to eat potential Robins?
Dick, who has no idea what she's taking about: Yeah, it's really scary. His jaw unhinges like a snake.
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GUYS OMG
The batfam is created trough death.
Bruce only became batman because his parents died. If he hadn't become batman, the batfam quite possibly would not have come into existence, and Robin definetly wouldn't.
Dick was added to the batfam because his parents died.
Jason was added to the batfam because his mom (presumably) died. Later, Jason died, leaving the mantle for Tim to take.
Tim got added to the batfam because Jason died.
Damian become robbin because Bruce (presumably) died.
So, either the authors are lazy & recycle the same backstory or the batfam is shaped by death, and it is an intrinsic part of them.
#batfam#batman#bruce wayne#jason todd#damian wayne#dick grayson#tim drake#robbin#red robbin#red hood#nightwing#batfam theories
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"You're losing blood" no I know exactly where it is. The floor. Don't ever underestimate me.
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~ Batman: Universe
The Batlantern shippers have already posted this last one so many times, but we cannot ignore the love declaration to his father. He is dying right where his biological parents died and he is thinking about his surrogate father.
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"Why is Jason fighting Tim as a grown man?"
"Why is Jason fighting Mia as a grown man?"
Bitch they are in the same age cohort they would have been in high school at the same time.
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first post, idk what to say.. here‘s a nightwing fanart
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Another new fanfic!
Ashes to dust
Summary:
And fuck, Dick couldn’t do anything right, could he? He’d gone and made his family concerned, and he shouldn’t, because Tim is already overworked and so is Bruce and-
Tears were rolling down his face.
“What’s wrong?” Bruce asked, concern clear in his voice.
Dick was standing, his chair bouncing along the floor.
“I hate mint ice cream.” Dick bit out.
Or: Dick achieves people pleaser burnout.
Tags:
Dick Grayson Needs a Hug, Dick Grayson Gets a Hug, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Batfamily (DCU) Feels, Dick Grayson-centric, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Dick Grayson Tries to Be a Good Older Sibling, Dick Grayson Has Issues, Neurodivergent Dick Grayson
#batfam#batfam fics#dick grayson#jason and dick#tim drake#bruce wayne#nightwing#batman#red hood#jason todd#hurt/comfort
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Ngl this might be the reason I write it, something about art disturbing the comfortable and comforting the disturbed. (and it's on theme for my ao3 profile, if I write fic for a character and don't have at least one fic where they think about offing themselves/off themselves, is it really my profile?)
My hurt comfort Tim fic My hurt no comfort Jason fic
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Damn I expected a cute answer and was hit with this :sob: The art is beautiful though, thanks for answering my question!! :D
Hi! Who's your favorite bat? :D
Mira doesn't have a favorite bat.
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My hurt comfort Tim fic My hurt no comfort Jason fic
I wrote the fic! Read Ashes to dust (the Dick hurt/comfort fic) on ao3 <3
#Batfam#bruce wayne#batman#tim drake#tim drake needs a hug#red robbin#robbin#nightwing#dick grayson#hurt/comfort#hurt no comfort#wump#fanfiction#batman fanfiction
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New fanfic alert!
Make room! Make room! (Down on the coffin there's a coffin or two)
Summary:
Tim abruptly sat up, shaking his head aggressively. They didn’t hate him, they probably just wanted to let him sleep in. If he went into the kitchen they’d all seamlessly welcome him into their midst. Right?
But they didn’t need him anymore, did they? He was just a replacement. Damian made it clear he was the inferior Robin, and god, he wasn’t even Robin anymore. What was he still doing here? Bruce had his actual, real son back. Dick had his little brother back. Damian had made it very clear he didn’t want Tim here.
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Tim's parents traumatized him pretty well and the batfam accidentally triggers a trauma response
Tags: Tim Drake-centric (DCU); Tim Drake Needs a Hug (DCU); Tim Drake Needs Therapy (DCU); CPTSD; Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD; Hurt/Comfort; Fluff and Angst; Panic Attacks; Flashbacks; Tim Drake is Not Okay (DCU); Found Family; Bruce Wayne is Good With Kids; Tim Drake Gets a Hug (DCU); Dick Grayson Tries to Be a Good Older Sibling; Dissociation
#Fanfic#dc fanfic#tim drake#bruce wayne#dick grayson#jason todd#damain wayne#tim drake needs a hug#tim drake is hella insecure#batman fanfiction
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like i'm sorry but the red robin 2011 beak mask suit is just the best one. idk what to tell you. i think he should wear that forever. if you disagree ur just wrong. sorry you don't have taste
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