BOY WONDER !

IND. DICK GRAYSON. AS TOLD BY GRAVES.

[boyb1undr]

# BOYB1UNDR -- ind. dick grayson / nightwing. [ carrd ] [ prompts ] [ elsewhere ]

[boyb1undr]

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎CLEARING HIS THROAT, HE tried to ignore the instant heat that rose to his cheeks at the implication. dick smiled all the same, scratching the back of his neck. last night had been fun.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎“ well -- in my defense, we didn't do much talking last night. ” it had been his first night in a while that he'd been able to fully relax, to do something other than work or research.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎STIRRING THE POT // @hcrctic

[rugbin]

Dinner at the Diner

[boyb1undr]

➔ don't move - you're going to make it worse.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎THE PAIN WAS ALMOST blinding. he had fallen in through babs' window, blood pooling underneath him right away. a huge, thick shard of glass was lodged near his left hip, turned scarlet by his blood.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎his breathing was raspy, letting babs move him however she needed. “ i'm sorry, i'm so sorry -- ” there was nowhere else nearby nearly as safe as with barbara, but it didn't change the fact that he felt guilty putting all of this on her with little to no warning.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎INJURY THEMED // @datanexus

[boyb1undr]

the next thing out of your mouth better be an apology.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎IT'S A FAIR THING to ask for. dick flinched all the same, a hand going to scratch at the back of his neck. sheepish, he took a deep breath. “ ... i am sorry, babs. i really am. i didn't mean to scare you by going no contact, b insisted it was the only way. ”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎faking his death hadn't been -- it hadn't been a walk in the park. he wouldn't have done it if he hadn't agreed with bruce that it was the only way to get to the bottom of a case that had been bugging the both of them for months now. “ what can i do to make it up to you ? ”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎STIRRING THE POT // @datanexus

[batscain-a]

@boyb1undr continued from here.

they ignore his deflection, stepping closer and gently grabbing the arm that she's absolutely sure he's hurt. it would need attention of some kind, though cassandra is no doctor and can't make that kind of determination. she sees it, the pain, in his body and his eyes and the way his lips turn a certain way when he breathes.

the others weren't in front of her to worry about, they were paired up and on their own parts of the city doing what needed to be done. a coordinated strike, a wipe out of a trafficking ring. the night had ended in their favor but not without some wounds.

she's thankful that nightwing had come to help, though bludhaven wasn't that far way and she could always count on her older brother to show up when he's needed.

they let go of him, gently, taking a step back and taking in all of him once again. "okay." he's standing, he's not bleeding out of the wound at his side, and the batcave would be able to tell them more once they were all home. "go home." a soft order, gentle as everything else had been. she can help wrap up, make sure the last few things are settled with the end of the night. they just needed to deliver their prizes to the feet of the gotham police department. they didn't need nightwing for that.

[boyb1undr]

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎THE GENTLENESS OF THEIR tone is enough to warm his heart. giving a warm smile and a small salute, nightwing was off towards the cave. he swung through the city, mindful of the injuries.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎[ ... ]

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎by the time cass had returned, dick's side was cleaned and stitched up, settled at the batcomputer with his wrist on ice. he gave a small wave, offering a bright smile. “ did you have fun with the gcpd ? ”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎they stood after a moment, still holding the icepack. “ you don't have any scrapes that need attention, do you ? ”

[boyb1undr]

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[fourcorpsmen]

My brother. Tim Drake. Thought of by many as the best robin, I totally get it.

[boyb1undr]

i've  hit  people  for  less.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎HE DIDN'T DOUBT THAT for even a second. hawkeye wasn't the type to put up with bullshit, dick raising their hands in mock surrender with a smirk. “ i didn't realize puns were illegal, my bad. ”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎the teasing was too easy, feeling in their element. “ suppose you'd still let me borrow your talents for some hawk-vision ? i want to make sure we've fully cleared the warehouse before we move to the next location marked off for us. ” he just couldn't help himself !

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎STIRRING THE POT // @ladybrohawkeye

[boyb1undr]

you  can't  rewrite  history.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎IT WAS SOMETHING HE thought about probably too often. if ever given the chance, what he might change. it wasn't possible, but the first thing that always came to mind was the night jason died.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎there were a lot of things he would've done differently. “ you're right, i can't. sometimes i wonder if you'd even want things to be different in the first place. ” he freely admitted it, despite the underlying pain in his voice. was there anything as undoing as a brother ?

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎STIRRING THE POT // @crimel0rd

[recordmemes]

༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters

a mix of arguments, tension, manipulation, gossiping, fighting, & general emotional messiness!

you  weren't  supposed  to  hear  that.

don't  look  at  me  like  i'm  the  only  one  lying.

want  to  tell  them,  or  should  i?

you  think  i  don't  know  what  you  did?

i've  hit  people  for  less.

oh,  i  thought  you  already  knew.

that's  funny,  you  didn't  say  that  last  night.

say  that  again.  i  dare  you.

you  wanna  talk  about  loyalty?

no  offense,  but  if  you're  the  last  to  know,  that's  on  you.

go  ahead  -  pretend  like  it  wasn't  your  idea!

they  deserve  to  know  the  truth.

you  didn't  hear  this  from  me,  but  -

oh,  so  now  you  care?

don't  flatter  yourself.  you  were  just  convenient.

you  crossed  a  line.

we  had  bets  on  how  long  it  would  last.

it's  not  even  a  secret  anymore.

you  don't  get  to  cry  about  it  now.

touch  me  again  and  see  what  happens.

say  it  again.  louder  this  time.

you  really  thought  nobody  would  find  out?

don't  act  so  innocent.

okay,  but  am  i  the  villain  for  laughing?

tell  me  who  else  knows.  right  now.

this  whole  time,  and  you  didn't  say  a  word?

don't  act  brave  now.

you're  really  gonna  do  this  here?

it  wasn't  supposed  to  get  this  far!

you  can't  rewrite  history.

oh,  i'd  never  say  it  to  their  faces.

it  was  supposed  to  stay  between  us.

we're  all  thinking  it,  i  just  said  it.

you're  not  as  untouchable  as  you  act.

do  you  even  feel  guilty?

they  warned  me  about  you.

go  ahead,  make  it  worse.

if  you  repeat  this,  i'll  deny  everything.

the  next  thing  out  of  your  mouth  better  be  an  apology.

you're  about  three  seconds  away  from  regretting  this.

you  keep  pushing,  and  i'll  push  you  back.

they're  going  to  find  out.

one  more  lie,  and  i  walk.

they're  lying  to  you.

you  need  to  back  off.  now.

you're  defending  them?  after  everything?

don't  try  to  hide  it.

tell  me,  was  i  just  a  placeholder?

you  really  think  sorry  fixes  this?

there's  nothing  left  to  say.

don't  act  like  you're  the  one  hurting.

i  don't  owe  you  any  explanation.

whatever  helps  you  sleep  at  night.

you  should've  seen  this  coming.

i  hope  it  was  worth  it.

i  told  the  truth.  just  not  all  of  it.

you'll  miss  me  before  i  miss  you.

smile.  you're  ruining  the  mood.

i'd  watch  that  tone  if  i  were  you.

it's  not  my  fault  you  believed  me.

you  have  such  a  talent  for  pretending  you're  innocent.

we  both  know  this  is  over.

i  never  said  i  was  a  good  person.

i  thought  you  were  different.

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[datanexus]

𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙰𝙿𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙳𝙶𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙻𝙸𝙿. Suspicion lay thick in the air and her need to know the happenings of everyone around her got the better of her. Especially when it came to Dick. He'd always hold a special place in her heart, no matter how much time passed and she would always be worried about him.

〝 That's always fun. I don't miss staring at the side of a building for hours on end waiting for something to happen to keep me awake, 〞she mused. Nowadays, her time is spent staring at screens, trying to puzzle pieces back together and create a picture for them all to use. It may not be as action-packed, but it still beats long stakeouts.

〝 Fine, former Boy Wonder. I hear you loud and clear. I'll cash that coin in right away, unless you're kind enough to let me keep it in my pocket since it seems I'm doing you a favor tonight. 〞 Her voice is light and playful, arms stretched high above her head. Small pop sounds as her elbows and wrists crack. She hadn't taken a break since yesterday evening ( hypocrite ). A little distraction should do her some good.

[boyb1undr]

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎FOR AS MUCH AS she always worried about him, dick knew that they were both the same in terms of putting 110% of themselves into the job. sleep was always if there's time, not a necessity.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎“ staring at buildings tonight, tracking down documentation about shipment trails tomorrow. ” an arm stretched over his head, groaning softly as something popped. definitely stiff. “ think i'm gonna break my coffee machine working this one. ”

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎she was definitely in the same boat as him, didn't need to be a detective to know that much. “ you tease and yet i've heard nothing about you taking a break either. if your dad brought food, that means you haven't left. all work no play ? ”

[boyb1undr]

making my comeback here! like this for some memes in ur inbox, i'm gonna do a few more posts on roy n then i'll crack into some drafts here p.s. i now have a linktree for all my blogs so y'all can find me wherever i'm at!

[hollowprompts]

` * 𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 : a mix of dialogue and action prompts. sent "+ reverse" to reverse the roles.

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :

➔ you're gonna be okay , just keep your eyes on me. ➔ don't move - you're going to make it worse. ➔ it's not that bad. ➔ you saved me once before , now it's my turn. ➔ you fucking idiot , you weren't supposed to take the hit for me. ➔ i told you not to do that! now look! ➔ you're lucky that i know basic first aid , or you'd be dead! ➔ stay with me, okay? stay awake. ➔ i'll be as gentle as i can be , i promise. ➔ you're bleeding - oh my god , you're bleeding. ➔ you told me it was a scratch , this is not a fucking scratch! ➔ there's so much blood. ➔ next time you want to play here , just don't. ➔ stop fighting me and let me help! ➔ you're banned from doing anything remotely dangerous. ➔ you could have died , what were you thinking? ➔ if you die on me , i'm going to be pissed off. ➔ you didn't have to be so reckless just to prove a fucking point. ➔ the wound will heal but you'll have a scar.

𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

[ carry ] sender carries receivers muse to safety after finding them injured. [ stitch ] sender stitches receivers wound. [ hand ] sender holds receivers hand during a painful procedure. [ wound ] sender cleans receivers wounds with gentle and shaky hands. [ panic ] sender panics while trying to stop receiver's bleeding. [ patch ] sender patches receiver up using makeshift materials (i.e. torn shirt). [ fire ] sender drags receiver out of a burning building. [ pressure ] sender puts deep pressure on receivers wound while yelling for help. [ mouth ] sender gives receiver mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. [ change ] sender helps receiver change out of bloodied clothes. [ wash ] sender helps wash dried blood off of receivers face. [ shower ] sender helps receiver shower after an injury. [ broken ] sender tries to stabilize receivers broken limb with rope and sticks.

[34ants]

dick grayson makes me terribly sad

[boyb1undr]

“You ever miss someone so much it makes you sick?” - Kyle

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎THE ANSWER COMES TOO quickly. it was a feeling he knew probably better than anyone. “ every single day of my life, actually. ” it's followed by a half-hearted attempt at a laugh.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎the list felt like it got longer by the day. his parents were obvious, he hadn't had a day where they weren't on his mind since before their passing. less obvious... was bruce. jason. tim. damian-

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ donna, ‎helena, babs, steph, cass... family had a way of doing that. dick cleared his throat, happy for the domino mask to hide all but the slight grimace. “ probably too familiar. who is it for you ? ” there's a few guesses, but he'd rather allow kyle the chance to talk about it.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎@fevvor