Make the Great Leap —

— touch the stars. ❞

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change - catalyst : an indie writing blog of DICK GRAYSON from DETECTIVE COMICS. low or sporadic activity is to be expected. caught by VINEY , 23 , EST. (she / he)

— (a warning for) themes of : being an s.a. survivor (this will not be directly written about, but it has of course affected dick), death / loss, the burden of a legacy unwanted, violence, alcohol, and there’s more. (full list for all of my blogs to be written) even if I try to keep writing more lighthearted, dick is so whumpful

— written based on : mostly pre-flashpoint comics, mixed with headcanons and certain aspects nitpicked from other eras.

— additionally : I am extremely extremely crossover + OC friendly. I also don’t do exclusivity and write freely yayayay. I will not write incest, abusive relationships, or anything else disgusting. thank you :-)

more tba.

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thinking about mostly grant today but we ball 🔥 finishing stuff in the inbox and starting replies

[theoraclecode]

His voice crackled over comm lines, " how’s my favorite technology genius? " Most likely said with a stupid cocky smirk on his lips. Dick’s tone had that kind of guilt in it that could only suggest he just fucked up. very. very badly.

In return, Barbara gave him an audible sigh that carried a fondness she seemed to only reserve for him. Even if he would be the cause of her gray hairs and constant state of stress.

> [ That depends on what you tell me in the next five minutes, Boy Wonder ]

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dick took in a deep breath, before letting out an exasperated sigh. " right so, I was following a lead for this case. ended up being a dead end, okay? … "

after a moment, he finally spoke up and said what he needed " … so I need the great and all knowing oracle to save me, before I end up pissing more gangs off. "

then his voice chimed again " pretty please? " in that stupid voice the acrobat always used when he really needed something.

[theoraclecode]

> [ Of course you do ]

Her words were accompanied by an exhausted roll of her eyes - but as always, her fingers were already flying over her keyboard, pinging his location. Once she had found him, Barbara pulled up the CCTV feed for the area, scanning the state he was in. Just in case.

> [ I've got you. You have two options ]

> [ First option: I send a drone your way to extract you and bring you here ]

She paused for a moment, green eyes flitting over the map of the area.

> [ Or there's a vent hatch to your left, approximately 9ft above ground ]

> [ The vent will lead you out by the Iceberg Lounge ]

> [ Taking this route would mean stealth is your top priority. I'm picking up on a few heat signatures midway below the vent system. We can both assume alerting whoever that is would be a bad idea- ]

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dick hummed as he listened to babs. oh boy, he really could listen to her all day. even if nightwing shouldn’t need help, and he should do it entirely on his own. . . he still loved coming back to barbara. that’s just in his nature.

" you know me, " there was a devious glint in his eyes, if it weren’t for his mask covering them. " i’m taking the stealthy route. " he swiftly found the ventilation hatch, using tools from the pockets inside his boots to pry it off.

crawling through air ducts was a piece of cake for him, or at least it should be. " just call me mister sneaky pants, o. " the acrobat whispered just enough that the microphone could pick it up, before climbing and lifting himself up into the vent.

the only thing he had to focus on now was not getting caught. it smelt of dust, and he could feel cobwebs collect in his hair. this shit hole really needed to clean out their vents.

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— for @katarinawilliams , from this ask! ( still accepting )

A LEAP over rubble, followed by his light — acrobatic footsteps running hastily towards where he heard the bang from. Blood was already rushing from his broken nose, his fists bruised, and bleeding out somewhere from his thigh. Dick couldn’t give up just yet, he had to save those injured civilians. He owed it to them.

Knees bending, hands grabbing, arms straining as he bent down and picked up a decrepit piece of ceiling debris. Must’ve been knocked down after the explosion, of which Dick heard another one quietly behind himself. The ACROBAT whipped his head back, only for an incoming chunk of rubble to meet him. It was over in a flash, knocked unconscious by a stupid rock.

When Dick finally awoke, he IMMEDIATELY assessed the situation. Mask still on, good, but he felt someone. Someone holding. Eyes flicked open, he was being cradled and carried. Blurry, still adjusting, until he was able to make out the silhouette of the woman carrying him.

" You… " he started, straining " what are you doing? " . Moving his head over to look around, only to groan as pain shoots up his neck and drums in his face. Aching, but his bleeding had been taken care of. Dick asked one final question before his eyes couldn’t stay open any longer, " did you.. save them? "

[katarinawilliams]

Peregrine had acted quickly. Doing what she could to get the civilians out of the rubble. The explosion caused a lot of damage but the death toll was low. Emergency crew had arrived so she could focus on Nightwing.

"Yea.. They're being tended to and sent to Gotham general.." She answered him as her helmet voice modulator distorted her voice. Managing to transport him to one of her safehouses not far.

Setting him onto the bed as she tried to assess his other injuries. The bleeding she handled. "I didn't take off your mask out of professional courtesy, but I need you to keep awake for me okay, Nightwing?"

She took off her helmet having a secondary mask on underneath. "I think you have a concussion..but I need to do a test to see is that ok to do?" Grabbing a mini flashlight incase he agreed to be assessed for medical treatment.

Kat was acting more like a doctor mode than her vigilante mode.

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dick nodded, holding on to her as she assessed his injuries. " okay .. " he was hesitant, unsure if she was fully trustworthy. but he always liked to see the good in people, so he let his guard down some. his breathing slowing to a normal pace now, hands loosening as he laid on the bed.

the romani hero just nodded slowly, when kat asked him if she could do a test on him. trying his best to stay conscious, he then spoke " yes, whatever test you need to do.. " pausing, because he wanted to refuse the help but he knew he couldn’t. " just go ahead."

heart rate slowing, as he managed to get the anxiety down. still feeling like he had been hit by a semi-truck, despite it being just some rubble that actually hit him. aching, but not bleeding — not dying.

" do my vitals look good, doctor? " he joked, trying to keep the situation calm. that was just dick, always trying to make light of even the darkest moments.

like a candlelight sending warmth through the empty of the night.

[aedearly]

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.

[ 🖐️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling ? [ ☂️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they crave touch or fear it ? [ 🎐 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a sound, like a song or voice, that they associate with peace ? [ 🕊️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen did they feel the safest ? [ 💤 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they sleep ? curled up, sprawled, holding onto something ? [ 🦇 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a fear they never talk about ? [ 🔒 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a secret they’ve sworn never to tell ? [ 🪢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they broke a promise ? [ 🫳 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they feel they owe, but never paid back ? [ 💼 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat do they always carry with them ? [ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ? [ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ? [ 💢 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho have they never forgiven and never will ? [ 🩸 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there something or someone that, if lost, would break them ? [ 🌧️ ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a pain they refuse to heal from ? [ 🪞 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen have they looked at their reflection and hated what they saw ? [ 📿 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat superstition or ritual do they cling to ? [ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ? [ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ? [ 🪶 ]ㅤ.ㅤhow do they laugh ? [ 🫀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho taught them what love is ? did it hurt ? [ 💭 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they believe they’re worthy of being loved ? [ 🎀 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is their main love language ? [ 🔦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwho do they search for ? [ 📜 ]ㅤ.ㅤis there a story they love sharing with others ? [ 🌒 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a dream or goal they have given up on ? [ 🕯️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat memory do they replay when they’re alone ? [ 🌪️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the one choice they regret (not) making ? [ 🧩 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s a truth about themselves they refuse to admit ? [ 🍻 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of drunk are they ? [ ✉️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of letter would they write but never send ? [ 🗡️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat is a scar that they have but never talk about ? [ 🕸️ ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a favourite lie they like to hear ? [ 🪦 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat would they want on their gravestone but never admit aloud ? [ 🎱 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat kind of future do they crave, and who’s in it ? [ 🌀 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they have a recurring dream or nightmare ? [ 🍃 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo they feel like they belong ? [ ⚓ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does “home” mean to them ? [ 🧭 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhere would they go if they could disappear tomorrow ?

[somewordsarebiggerthanothers]

[paper-wounds]

[nmmonnm]

some dc stuff

[theoraclecode]

His voice crackled over comm lines, " how’s my favorite technology genius? " Most likely said with a stupid cocky smirk on his lips. Dick’s tone had that kind of guilt in it that could only suggest he just fucked up. very. very badly.

In return, Barbara gave him an audible sigh that carried a fondness she seemed to only reserve for him. Even if he would be the cause of her gray hairs and constant state of stress.

> [ That depends on what you tell me in the next five minutes, Boy Wonder ]

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dick took in a deep breath, before letting out an exasperated sigh. " right so, I was following a lead for this case. ended up being a dead end, okay? … "

after a moment, he finally spoke up and said what he needed " … so I need the great and all knowing oracle to save me, before I end up pissing more gangs off. "

then his voice chimed again " pretty please? " in that stupid voice the acrobat always used when he really needed something.

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— for @helraising , from this ask! ( still accepting )

the disinfectant stung his open wound, as the needle pressed through skin and out the other end. his hand gripped onto her shoulder, trying to remain as still as possible. dick grayson was no newbie when it came to being stitched up. . . but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t hurt.

helena’s words broke the silence first, to which dick immediately shot back his response. " I WOULD’VE been fine. " laced with resentment, a bitter hiss. just waiting for her to finish up.

when she finished, he moved. swiftly grabbing his gloves, boots, and sticks. " just so you know, girlie, " dick started, he was quite obviously not having any of this, " i’ve survived worse. " his last attempt at proving that he didn’t need her help.

then, as he said that, he leapt for the ledge. perching for a moment, and turning his head back. dick’s expression had softened with guilt, but it was immediately washed away as he jumped into the night.

" don’t follow me. " those were his last words to her. gone into the night of gotham, just like that. his bright blue markings slowly fading into nothing but a blur.

the only reason they had been working together in the first place was because they had taken the same case, not out of a want to work together. as dick swung his way through gotham, he wondered . . . could this have been different?

but just as he did, in that same way, it faded away. nothing but a blur, as the acrobat focused on getting to that MAFIA HIDEOUT before she could. nobody was going to die tonight, not on his watch.

[change-catalyst]

➔ you told me it was a scratch , this is not a fucking scratch!

🪡

injury starters. (accepting)

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um. update: I’m going to the doctors today because of a tick bite 👍

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[Carry] [Peregrine]

I hope this is what you wanted !

injury starters. (accepting)

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— for @katarinawilliams , from this ask! ( still accepting )

A LEAP over rubble, followed by his light — acrobatic footsteps running hastily towards where he heard the bang from. Blood was already rushing from his broken nose, his fists bruised, and bleeding out somewhere from his thigh. Dick couldn’t give up just yet, he had to save those injured civilians. He owed it to them.

Knees bending, hands grabbing, arms straining as he bent down and picked up a decrepit piece of ceiling debris. Must’ve been knocked down after the explosion, of which Dick heard another one quietly behind himself. The ACROBAT whipped his head back, only for an incoming chunk of rubble to meet him. It was over in a flash, knocked unconscious by a stupid rock.

When Dick finally awoke, he IMMEDIATELY assessed the situation. Mask still on, good, but he felt someone. Someone holding. Eyes flicked open, he was being cradled and carried. Blurry, still adjusting, until he was able to make out the silhouette of the woman carrying him.

" You… " he started, straining " what are you doing? " . Moving his head over to look around, only to groan as pain shoots up his neck and drums in his face. Aching, but his bleeding had been taken care of. Dick asked one final question before his eyes couldn’t stay open any longer, " did you.. save them? "

[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.

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dick is not a performative matcha labubu male. jsyk. he genuinely just cares about women 😭

[stephmia-deactivated20251127]

change is everything - son lux // detective comics (1940) #38 // batman (1989) #436 // secret origins (1987) #13 // robin annual #4 // batman: dark victory #9