#dickie and jay

[mylifeingotham]

[sunlitlemonade]

Discowing: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and anxiety. I'll wait.

Robin!Jay: You and me!!!! :D

Discowing, tearing up: okay

Later-

Red Hood: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and anxiety. I'll wait.

Nightwing, tackling him with a hug: You and me!!! :) <3

Red Hood, tearing up: okay

[dickie-and-jay]

ADORABLE comm i got from @malenjoyer

[nightwingvixen23]

Dick : *pushing a shopping cart through Wal-Mart*

Tim : *browsing the electronics departmet*

Dick : what the hell Tim !? I've been looking for you for over half an hour !

Tim : over half an hour ?? in our local well-known shopping center ?? damn. . . you been awarded a medal yet for that type of investigative work, detective ?

Dick : whatever. just tell me where Dami's at

Tim : over in the produce section last I saw lecturing some timid elderly couple on the proper ways to wash their snap peas

Dick : the proper way ?? what even is the proper way ?? rinse with hot water and your done like there's literally NO other way

Tim : yeah. you would think. however you'd be wrong. you see we're all just a pack of gallivanting barbarians in that brat's mind. just stumbling our way through life. and all he wants is to "save" us

Dick : right . . .

Tim : *glazed eyes darting over the printed features of a laptop*

Dick : completely unrelated, but did you by any chance happen to catch up on any sleep these last couple nights Timmers--?

Tim : OH WOW !! a Samsung touchscreen 2 in 1 notebook ?? sign me RIGHT the fuck on up

Dick : I guess that's a no

Tim : you bet your ass that's a no; who the fuck needs sleep when you can have battery life for up to 14 hours ??

Dick : *tiredly checking the time on his phone*

Dick : I probably already know the answer to this but I'll ask anyway

Tim : go for it

Dick : did you see where the hell Jay ran off to earlier

Tim : Jason ?? yeah he went over to Subway to grab us all some lunch

Dick : he did ?? awwww ! that's so sweet of him to do without even asking 💖 ! you know he seems to really be turning over a new leaf these days 😌 I'm so proud of him

Tim : as long as he remembers to ask for lettuce on my spicy Italian sub then I'll be just as proud of him too

[ Meanwhile ]

Jason : how the fuck can the Subway inside of Wal-Mart be out of lettuce ?????

Jason : *dragging an employee up to eye level over the salad bar*

Jason : GO GET IT

[bruciemilf]

wait I have got to hear your thoughts on bruce being lottie!!

Rewatching Princess and The Frog has got me in a chokehold! But basically, the AU as of now;

It's a well established, well know, well respected fact from the White House to the Bayou; If you ain't Wayne rich, you ain't rich at all.

But you won't catch Thomas Wayne bragging and boosting and yapping about hot cars, or big mansions, or pearly white yachts.

Thomas' pride and joy is one tiny, fawn eyed, overly energetic boy that made Gotham collectively swoon.

"And I want a princess when I grows up!" Bruce is just prancing around in his pink prince costume, adjusting a paper crown that Alfred made, " Or a prince! Can you get me a prince, papa?"

"You know the deal, Bruce; You wish it, daddy grands it; Ain't that right, Martha?"

Martha Kent chuckles in that warm, knowing way of hers. Her friend is infamous for the way he spoils his boy. But the Waynes are good people. And not just because they keep her farm afloat.

"Yeah, you're good on that front. But you know, sweetheart; It doesn't matter if you marry a prince or princess. As long as they make you smile, that's all that matters."

Lois, just a bit older than Bruce, makes a disgusted noise, " I don't want no prince or princess. I just want Princess money."

Bruce squeals, " But a PRINCE. I'd love to marry a Prince. We'd have a big big wedding and the sweetest cake in the world, and everyone would have fun, -- Clark! You gonna be at my wedding, right?"

Clark, dressed up in his blue overalls and paper sword, to fit the knight Bruce always calls him, nods, with a smile that doesn't match his words, " Course I will, Bruce. If you'll have me."

Now. Bruce is so very good at forging fantasies. But when a princess from a far away island rumoured to be populated entirely by women comes into town, it doesn't look like make believe at all.

"Women only? Lucky."

Lois doesn't have the time for dreams; She's a bonafide, concise, straight to the point realist. Taking truth by the throat and brings it to light.

And often enough, truth isn't pretty. And ugly truth, as Parry said, right before booting her right out of her job, doesn't sell.

Luckily, Clark's folks were nice enough to give her a delivery job cause Clark can't drive worth a damn. Still. If she's gonna watch him contain another dreamy sigh for Bruce, she'll blow chunks.

"Did you see her in them papers?! That's the prettiest woman I ever did see!"

Mr. Wayne growls behind his newspaper (that Lois could've written better than fucking JIMMY) and Bruce doubles down, " Um. After mama."

Mr Thomas smiles. "Hm. Guess you're finally getting that princess, huh, Brucie?"

Even in adulthood, Bruce squeals like a strangled kitten, " Where's Clark? Can't have the perfect wedding without the perfect best man!" Lois bites her lip and stacks up the peaches in Mrs. Wayne's Cafe.

After all these years, she just refuses to let that old place go. Lois has to respect that. Martha gives her a sympathetic look, warms her up with a mother's love. " How's work, Lo?"

"It's work, Mrs. Wayne. Thank you for that big order for the masquerade ball. At this point, you're the only ones keeping that farm alive..."

"Give those apples some credit," she winks, but squeezes Lois' hand, " If you ever need anything..."

"Thank you. But I don't take handouts."

"Pride won't buy you food, honey. But I guess I gotta wait for you to open your own newspaper. Then I'll make you rich. You'll see."

Bruce is just hugging and squeezing on Clark's arm, ranting a mile a minute about his wedding colors, his cake flavor, the honeymoon, all while nuzzling Clark's toned arm.

And Clark does what he does best; Hide behind a smile.

Alfred sighs, " If he wasn't mine, I'd whack that boy's head with a pan."

"You'll do no such thing, or so help me!"

"Save it for the after party, Tommy dear," Martha chuckles, " But I gotta understand, -- this Diana lady's making waves. I never even seen a woman talk to the mayor before. Let alone yell at 'Im."

"That's cause Tommy Elliot only wants women under his desk," A roll of the eye, a coil of disgust fanning resentment In her gut, Lois takes the box. "Sides, little miss princess probably ain't better than he is. "

The problem with always looking back is you're never ready for the forward.

When Lois bumps up in something tall, solid, and warm, she thinks its Clark. Except neither she or Clark smell like vanilla ice cream and clean air and blue oceans.

Clark certainly doesn't have long, majestic hair gracefully dancing in the winds. He doesn't have blood red lips, or strong blue eyes.

Clark's eyes were summer sky blue. Not a blue Medusa herself couldn't stone.

And he certainly doesn't make her heart stop with a smirk.

"Well," Diana Fucking Prince says, voice satin and velvet, "I don't know about being a better. But I could change your mind about that."

[topperscumslut]

my serotonin only comes from hot netflix boys who i used to know from disney channel or nickelodeon

[b1lliesb1ues]

📸 Art Kane, 1958

‘I have no idea how they decided to stand where they did, and with whom, but they did. Slowly they formed themselves into a big group … and I saw they couldn’t have got themselves into a better position’ – Art Kane

[batbabydaily]

batman #8: the cross country crimes

[voidsverse]

Okay, gramps A finally managed to get Robin to bed. -Dickie

No thanks to you, Dickhead. -Jay

Hey now! Ar least I tried to get her to sleep! -Dickie

And you've gotten bitten too. -Jay

No idea why you two are even trying. All of our access to the cave got taken away by B. -Junior.

We can work without the stuff in there, right? -Jay

Even your suits are locked in the cave. Stop bothering. -Junior

Damnit. -Jay

You don't have a spare one?? -Dickie

Do you??? -Jay

Yes??? That was one of the first things B told me to do??? -Dickie

[jasonsmirrorball]

that fic has me thinking about how our kid would be the most precocious thing ever i fear.

[mylifeingotham]

[sunlitlemonade]

hold me before it gets too cold by sunlitlemonade

where i talk abt jason's suicidal ideation and trust issues

snippet:-

[“Does it hurt?”

Jason’s eyes snap open and he realises what he must look like with eyes squeezed shut and hands gripping the sink hard enough to make veins stand out. He relaxes his hands and snarls, “I’m not fucking fragile.”

But of course it hurts, the fact that this is temporary. Temporary because Jason always fucks up. Temporary because a sun and a black hole cannot co-exist side to side.

Dick frowns lightly, splays a rough, warm [always so fucking warm] palm over his back and stays silent for a moment. The pause stretches on, the heaviness in it making Jason itch. Finally, he says, completely oblivious to the turmoil inside his head, “Doesn’t mean I should be rough with you.”

And something about that feels like a gut-punch. His father saw a kid, small and trusting, and did not hesitate to grab his hair and use his belt. Bru– his tutors saw a young, malleable person and never saw young hands, uncalloused, unfamiliar with the weapons of war.

Dick sees a murderer, the void of a person and wants to be gentle.]

[dickie-and-jay]

really cute art by Sapph on insta !!

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[jaclynhyde]

oh no shade misses barry however many centuries into the future the starman annual is, dc stop making me ship them

[topperscumslut]

Masterlist

So i decided to finally make a masterlist of all of my fics cuz they tend to get lost in my feed amongst every other bullshit fandom thought that i post and all of the things i reblog from other people so here we go

last updated: 04/19/24

Outer Banks

Topper Thornton

Let Me Take Care of You (pt 1) (SMUT)

Let Me Take Care of You (pt 2) (SMUT)

Dress (SMUT)

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

You Shook Me All Night Long (SMUT)

The Umbrella Academy

Five Hargreeves

Marshmallows (SMUT)

That 90s Show

Jay Kelso

My Idiot (FLUFF)

Big Reputation (FLUFF)

Scream (1996)

Billy Loomis AND Stu Macher

Guilty as Sin? (Stu x Reader x Billy) (SMUT)

Randy Meeks

Broken (SMUT) (Vaginismus friendly!)

The Hunger Games

Marvel Sanford

Can You Stay the Night? (SMUT)

Dating Marvel Sanford Would Include (Headcanon) (SMUT/FLUFF)

Sejanus Plinth

Kiss Me With Your Eyes Closed (FLUFF/ANGST)

Nicky Ricky Dicky and Dawn

All Quads

The Quads Taking Care of Their S/O Who Can’t Sleep (Headcanon) (FLUFF)

Nicky Harper

Disaster (FLUFF)

Dating Nicky Harper Would Include (headcanon) (FLUFF) (lightly implied AGED UP smut)

SNL

Bill Hader

Flip the Script (SMUT)

Impractical Jokers

Self Insert w/ Sal Vulcano/90s AU

Prepare For Something Amazing (FLUFF) (light angst) (multiple chapter fic)

disclaimer: everything i write for characters that are minors (even fluff, or even if the actors are adults) are aged up!!

[history105rockandrollblog]

Lecture 13: “Whipping Post” (1969) - The Allman Brothers Band 9/23/1970 Fillmore East (Official): Duane Allman, co-founder of the The Allman Brothers Band along with his brother Gregg Allman, Dicky Betts, Butch Trucks, Berry Oakley, and Jai Johanny Johanson, bridged the gap between the early Blues guitarists and the hard rock sound in the United States.  A motorcycle accident took his life in October 1971 - he was only 24 years old. His life was far too short, but his legacy is long and his influence deep. With his masterful slide guitar playing and incredible improvisational abilities, Duane Allman, more than any other musician, helped to define the blues hard rock sound, and in the process The Allman Brothers Band helped spawn a whole new genre, Southern Rock.  This is a 1971 live performance of “Whipping Post” from their first album The Allman Brothers Band (1969).