#what would nightwing do?' '' grayson wants to leave him at a nun house!''

[bruciemilf]

Having so many de aged! Jason feelings. I might just burst.

Dick and Tim theorize on how a small, happy little baby winded up in Jason's apartment. It's no secret their brother, a wall of bulk with a tender core, houses the homeless sometimes.

Maybe the baby is someone's? But if so, why was he alone? Jason isn't exactly famous for his unquestionable wisdom, but he's too caring to leave a defenceless infant by himself.

More importantly, why is this baby rolling on his tummy on a familiar brown jacket, evidently craving to be picked up?

"Can you take him? I'm not..." Tim's not good with kids; It's a running joke among them. Even If there's nothing comical about this.

Dick nods. His pride does swell when the baby giggles and coos.

"He has good taste."

" Okay, Narcissus. Let's take him home before your head pops,'' was Tim just a tiny bit jealous this little chubby cheeked thing was snuggling close to Dick, while downright glowering at him?

Maybe. A little. But babies were glorified chunks of meat, shaped just enough like a human to be considered cute. What did they know?

So they get home. It's a pleasant rarity, but they're all in one place.

All except Bruce, of course. Too busy bleeding on the streets to spend any time with them, Dick huffs,

Poor Damian is trying to jump and leap amongst them giants, struggling to take a peek at their young guest, " Grayson! I want the baby!"

" He's not a toy, Dami," they all share a silent look, clearly thinking the same thing. He got it from Bruce,

"What does it do?"

" He's a baby, Steph. He's not even aware he exists!"

" God I wish that were me,"

Duke looks at Babybird, as Dick affectionately took to calling him, with a strange, quizzical look, " He looks familiar. You said you found him at Jay's?"

" Yeah, but I'm taking him to a firestation. I just had to show B. You know he likes volunteering at daycares. Maybe he'll recognize him."

" Recognize who?"

Babybird was chewing on his own foot when the elevator doors slid open. Cass wasn't a wordsmith.

She read movements and actions as one listens to music.

Every member of her beloved family was a song of their own; Dick was motivational and calming.

Stephanie was packed with action, brimming with electrifying energy that just made you want to jump.

Tim was clean and precise with accents of pop. Duke was light and happy and silently confident. Damian was angry, and passionate and brave.

Bruce was powerful, sad, and perfectly tragic.

But when Babybird shrieked, yelled out in happiness and excitement and tried to wiggle out of Dick's arms with a sunshine beam and grabby hands?

Her father was a love song.

"Jay," The name sounds like Bruce is choking. His eyes are burning with tears, marching directly to Dick, " Jay? Jay!"

" Wh--"

"Dada!" Babybird, -- Jason? They only now noticed the white curl bouncing on top of his head, ( their inner detectives groan) " Dadadada, pap papi pap,"

They can't do anything, frozen in place, as Bruce spends the following two hours planting a garden of kisses on Jason's cheeks, full with laughter, while they read and color and build blocks.

"Uh, Bruce? I'm...I'm gonna call Zatanna."

" In a minute."

" DAD, --"

" In a minute."

It wasn't just a minute. It was an entire week.

As ridiculous as it was? They were starting to get jealous.

[stay--satan]

You look like a nun right now I can’t even look at you - Dick Grayson x Reader

25 and 26 with Dick Grayson

25. “I didn’t spent half of my money on this so I can only wear if my girlfriend/boyfriend allows me” 26. “Can you keep this?”

715 from the 779 prompt list with dick grayson please!!! I read your recent jason one and I’m in teARs yOUR WRITING IS AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU

715. "Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” 779. "Let’s strip down to our socks.”

I’m so sorry it took so long, but here it is!

"Afternoon Mr Grayson" Dick stood up by the door step completely eyed-open and in shock "Are you serious?" "Well, you didn't like my other skirt last night, so I figured it would be better if I start to dress more properly" You smirk looking at his reaction

Okay what happened was: You are a huge fan of your body. Really, there's no other great feeling than loving your body and embracing your curves. That was what got Dick's attention, the fact that you didn't hold back your self praising and your sexy personality. But sometimes it got little Richard nervers. Like last night when you got home from the bar and a huge fight happened because he didn't agree that your skirt was only two palms away from your butt and you didn't care at all. The fact that you didn't respond any of his allegations made him so mad and he just kept going yelling about how he's just trying to protect you, that if was he was the one doing it  you would be flipping the tables off and how are you trying to hit on guys right in front of him... That last one got you to deep stare to him

"You think that I put this so guys could approach me?" "Well, that's the whole point right? The flirty personality with provocative clothes c'mon you're not that stupid" Something triggered inside of you and if wasn't the fact that your vase wasn't from your mother's you could have easily throw at his direction. So instead you just stand up and walked in his way like Nightwing walked in a criminal direction so he could threaten they

"As long as I remember, my personality was what got you so are you saying that I offered myself to you?" he took a step back every step you took. It looked like cat got his tongue because his all act dropped and he was scared the shit out of you now "N-no I told you tha-that before" "So you think I'm a slut?" "No, I didn't say that" "Because slut is only a pejorative term because of you men trying to control what us women wear or not wear" "Yes, of course I understand that" "And I wasn't raised between four brothers and a single father so I could get in my late 20's and start to hear crap of what I wear or not from other men" "Ye-yes I undestand" his stutter got worse when his back reached the window and now he couldn't be away from you anymore. You stop near him and fix your posture still looking in his eyes "I didn’t spent half of my money on this so I can only wear if my boyfriend allows me. I got this because I feel nice on it and I thought that my stupid boyfriend would appreciate what he have in home." Okay that made Dick feel so crushed inside "So If you want a first page worldwide classy in your life, I suggest you to drop the actitude." And with that you make your way over to the bedroom locking the room. He could spent a night on the sofa this time.

So of course after that fight you didn't spoke with him the entire morning, even after he made a entire speech of how much he loved you and was sorry you didn't even glare at him. Of course you could feel his truly sorry on his tone, but he had to learn the lesson. If he did grew up on this fantasy of having a perfect girl-next-door so he will get it.

And you could imagine his surprise when he came home and find out his girlfriend with a blonde curl wig, a plaid beige skirt that would go almost over your ankles and a turtle neck blouse with a frenetic smile on the face calling him Mr Grayson "Wha-what is happening" You laugh fakely "What you mean darling?" "Okay, please stop" he enters in the house and walk the opposite way from you. You rush back to him helping him take his jacket but he just wave his arms for you to get away from him "You're seriously scaring me" "Why so sweetheart? I thought this is what you wanted?" "You look seriously like a nun on a day right now I can’t even look at you" "Well, that's a boinks..." "...What does boinks even means" Dick was seriously out of his mind right now staring at his crazy lunatic girlfriend "Oh I got an idea sweetpea" "Please stop with the nicknames" "We can do the wibbly woobly funny stuff that you like" her creepy smile "C'mon" she rushes over him running her hands over his shirt "Let's strip down to our socks" you whisper almost as it was some kind of illegal thing "WOAH WOAH" he runs again from her "Stop, no STOP" he raises his hands so you can't come closer "Alright, I got your point" "I do not understand cuddle muffin" he rolls his eyes again over the nickname "I understand your point." He straight up his posture relaxing a bit when he sees you are getting that smile away from your face "I'm not your owner, I'm not supposed to tell you how to act or dress. I trust you and I was an asshole last night." You're back to your frowning face and crossed arms "And in case I wear that skirt again...?" He lets out a loud sigh in annoyance "I'll cheerish you for your looks and not jump in conclusions" "misogynists conclusions" "misogynists conclusions" he repeats.

You smirk at him relaxing your face and he exhales the whole tension building in him "Good, now I'm gonna take off this stupid turtleneck out of me because it's too fucking hot and it's starting to choke me" he smiles as you march your way upstairs. He rolls his eyes again thinking how the hell did he ended up with the craziest girl he met and how amazing was that. Dick wait a few minutes dropping off his stuff before going to the bedroom, opening the door he had a surprise "Is there a reason you're naked in my bed or this is for another lesson?" He looks at the naked girl laying at their bed staring at him giggly with the blonde wig still on "Well, I did left last night thinking all the funny stuff we could do later but you had to screw up" "Oh you mean the wibbly woobly funny stuff" you laugh again to him nodding with your head "Yeah, and even now that I'm still a little mad at you I thought I could give you a second chance" You leave the bed marching to him putting a extra swing on the hips making Dick sweat his palm of "Do you want this, Mr Grayson?" he nodds almost immeaditly. Moving your hand you gesture to take the wig off but he stops you "Actually..." he says carefully like a kid asking permission to his mother "Can you keep this?" "Oh my god" you loose all of your act laughing hysteric at him and even harder when his cheeks heat up a bit "You do have a thing for blondes" "No I don't" "You never had a blonde girlfriend before, what's all that?" "Well, you look good in it" he gives a shyly smile to you and you can help but kiss him deeply but before you could keep going he pushes you away from him "And it's not because I don't think you look great like this is just that I've never seen- "Oh god Dick, you don't have to lecture me everytime that you talk about my looks"