Dick Grayson in Batman: Prelude to the Wedding - Nightwing vs. Hush
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Dick Grayson in Batman: Prelude to the Wedding - Nightwing vs. Hush
this is the only headline i’ve ever cared about
La Vie En Rose playing from another room Edith Piaf
Me standing on a gorgeous stone balcony outside of a grand ballroom, breathing in some fresh air because the fumes of the champagne and the loud joyous noise gave me slight sensory overload. The wind beautifully moves my gown.
me dissociating in the waffle house off some highway at 1 AM after poppin a dime in the record machine in 2017
what happens in gotham stays in gotham!
based on this
Batman 156 (1963) vs Grayson 5 (2014).
That’s a 51 year continuity bridge. I’m in love with this.
Never actually seen it occur in canon, but I always imagine a young Dick Grayson at the start of his crime-fighting career, before people started to recognize Robin, busting out some circus skills as a distraction technique.
Like there’s a bunch of mobsters or whatever planning an assassination and then, boom, suddenly there’s a brightly-colored child standing on the table across the room, juggling and humming ‘Entrance of the Gladiators’, doing six backflips in a row, and then balancing on one hand from the back of a chair. He does a somersault and then bows deeply. The mobsters begin to clap, impressed despite their confusion. No one even thinks that Batman might be involved—this is so not his M.O. Is this kid a joke? Hired entertainment? Is it someone’s surprise birthday party? Will there be a cake?
And then it’s over before it began. They never got a chance to throw a single punch before Batman caught them.
Not only is this completely in line with Golden Age Robin but I think this would be the most cathartic thing for young Dick. “I’m unsure of your live fighting capabilities yet so preform some of your favorite sequences while I go out and punch the surrogates for your parents murderer. Keep going until I give you the signal to stop or I join in.”
“Dick, I believe in you, but you’re ten years old and weigh, like, 70 pounds soaking wet. I’ll train you to punch and kick like the best of them, but for now I think you should stick to what you do best: flips ‘n’ shit. Be adorable. Bask in the attention. Be too gosh darn cute to shoot at, and if that fails, be too fucking agile to actually hit. I’ll take care of the ‘gratuitous violence’ part.”
Fellas, is it gay to watch your team leader from a tree and silently call him beautiful?
Teen Titans Vol. 1, Issue #23
Fellas, is it gay to still think the same thing 36 years later?
Nightwing Vol. 2, Issue #114
Everybody just picks him up, like a couple of grapes
Seeing John Mulaney do his ‘Robot Test’ bit has given me a strong desire to see him play a live action Riddler.
But not like, as any character other than John Mulaney? Like, let’s make a John Mulaney version of Edward Nigma. Just this socially awkward disaster man who somehow becomes a supervillain because of a misunderstanding he couldn’t correct without ‘seeming rude’. And now supposedly he’s committed to killing Batman but he doesn’t actually want to be the cause of a man’s death so he just obfuscates things with ‘clues’ and ‘riddles’ and ‘battles of wits’ until Batman inevitably defeats him and he’s just like ‘oh thank god please don’t hit me’.
Batman’s like ‘you need help Nigma’ and he’s just like ‘yeah that’s fair, I should probably look into seeing somebody at this point, I became a supervillain because of social anxiety and that might just be a red flag you know?’
@mrsmosby-wannabe
“Hey, Batman, think you’ve seen everything, huh? Well, figure out how to deal with this! You know Gotham General Hospital? Yeah? Well you’ll never guess what I let loose in there!”
“Riddle me this, what has four hooves and presents a massive health and safety violation?”
whoa i didn’t expect to relate to nightwing so much
[almost 50 issues later]:
Reasons to be happy today:
Damian isn’t allowed to antagonize reporters, at least not openly. Reporters ask questions, and, well, there’s a lot they could find if they looked too closely. Damian has strict instructions about the image he should present to the press: polite, introspective child who is Not At All Suspicious
But obviously, he’s found a workaround
Damian really only encounters reporters inside the manor itself, where he’s likely to be accompanied by assorted pets. They ask the standard questions: what do you want to be when you grow up? Do you get along with your brothers and sisters? Oh, so I guess you like animals?
Yes, Damian likes animals. He also likes it when reporters leave him alone, so he answers in the affirmative and invites the offending party to meet his pets, starting with the most common animals.
Some immediately abandon ship. They were just making smalltalk, so oh no, sweetie, I’m afraid I’ll have to meet your cat another time! But it was so nice to meet you!
The ones interested in Damian himself meet his cat, and his dog, and sometimes his cow (but not his giant bat-monster, who cannot be seen by anyone), but that isn’t the end of the list.
You see, not all of Damian’s pets are either pets or his. Some of them are animals that happen to live on the manor grounds: ducks, songbirds, deer, squirrels, and other more interesting animals. Damian keeps an eye on them. He likes to observe them in their natural habitats.
So stubborn members of the press are invited to see the colony of hissing cockroaches, the huge spider in the pantry, or the giant garden slugs.
“Do you like animals?” “Sure! Except for snakes. I don’t care for snakes” “I found three king snakes by the pond yesterday. Want to see?”
That tends to clear them out
The tactic has failed only once, on a photographer from the Gotham Times, formerly of National Geographic. That guy visited every animal, took pictures of all of them, and mailed Damian a personalized animal calendar. Damian has deemed him “acceptable company”
Not that i dont love thor and believe in him and know that he’ll be a great king but…he’s kinda been gallivanting around saving the universe for like the last decade….whilst odin’s been hiding from his mistakes and faking amnesia and sightseeing…and loki’s been scamming the whole world and getting dicked down by various sugar daddies…..heimdall truly was the only pillar of like, actual government, that asgard had and now he’s gone…..thor’s gonna be like hmmmm which one of you knows how to do taxes
Thor: ok where’s the economy ?
Valkyrie: what do you mean WHERE’s the economy? Do you mean where are the book keepers?
Thor: ah yes, of course, i was just trying out a bit of colloquialism ! So where are the money librarians ?
Valkyrie: this is so fucking sad
Thor: well apparently the book keepers have all died so good news! Taxes are cancelled!
The Lego Batman Movie reads like something Jason and Tim cynically wrote to mock Bruce and Dick’s early days, and that’s the tea.
He’s so dramatic
So extra
#in this moment we are all terry