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we're not kids anymore.
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Connection 🩸 (part 1)
Connection 💬 (part 2)
And a wee bonus about the band-aids on Ghost's arm 🩹
Working through a migraine for this one. Never back down
(guys this isn't intended as a ship post, I don't mind it if you view it that way!! but please don't make it too weird🙁)
Clark: So, busy tomorrow? I was thinking we could do something..
Bruce: Sorry, I can't. Promised Alfred I'll try and rest, at least till noon.
And some did rest, but it was not Bruce.
It's so long since I draw them like that.
wally: your only supposed to show half of your face.
dick: why would I only show half when everyone wants to see all of it
Finally finished this piece after months of reworking. Far from perfect, but I’m glad it’s done. Inspired by the amazing Bruno Redondo, Dan Mora, and especially Dexter Soy.
taskforce 141 as animals based on an old post of mine
☆ GHOST – wolf / black cat
☆ SOAP – border collie / honey badger
☆ PRICE – quokka / brown bear
☆ GAZ – seal / doberman
Batfamily Car Trip with some sprinkles of neurodivergence 👀
Looking through my drafts, I found this little piece that was meant to be of a bigger story, but I never went through with writing the rest, so I'll post this here as a One Shot! (It says I wrote it in 2022 🥴)
In this fic, Tim was supposed to have ADHD and Jason Autism, but it's not a massive part of the story, just giving you some context.
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Bruce had decided to take his boys for a vacation, so Alfred could also rest from them.
The place wasn't far, so the plan was just to drive there, it would be just a few hours and it would be a good opportunity to spend some time with his boys.
Bruce wondered why they didn't do this more often... He soon remembered...
The first few hours, everyone had been pretty calm. Dick was watching a movie on the car's screen, Tim was playing on his tablet, Jason was playing with one of his fidget toys while glancing time to time at the movie, and Damian was lazily sketching on a notebook the things he saw of interest out of the window.
And then they all fell asleep, except for Tim, because he was a firm believer that sleep was for the weak.
So Bruce had a few peaceful hours of driving, until they all woke up...
"Where the hell is the squishy?" Jason asked with a frown, looking around the seats for the cat shaped toy he had been squeezing before falling asleep
"I don't know Jason, but can you stop! You are kicking me!" Dick groaned under one of Jason's boots, who had thrown himself over the seat to look in the back
"Who took it?!" he demanded, coming back to his seat and glaring at his brothers, until his sight stopped on Tim "It was you! I told you to bring your own, but noooo, Timothy is too good for fidgety shit!" he accused Tim
"What!? I didn't take it!" Tim defended himself, frowning in annoyance
"If it wasn't you, then who!?" he demanded to know
"I don't know! Why don't you ask Damian?! You know he loves all the animal shit you have" Tim suggested, glancing at the younger, who had been suspiciously quiet
"Tt, unlike you and Todd, I have no need for those stupid toys" the boy answered, crossing his arms over his chest
"I swear to god, if you don't hand Mr fucking whiskers soon, I'm going to start squeezing Tim!" Jason threatened
"I want to see you try bitch!" Tim snapped back
And soon they started to struggle with each other, pushing his other brothers around and throwing around all the objects they had there.
"Ah! You are crushing my cookies!" Dick exclaimed and joined the struggle to try to save his snacks
"Boys! Settle down!" Bruce glanced at them through the rearview, not wanting to take his full attention from the road
"Todd! Remove your elbow from my side or I'll be forced to take away your whole arm!" Damian groaned, being completely pushed against the door of the car
"Why don't you just take another toy!?" Tim asked while he struggled to get free from Jason's hold
"Not until I find who of you fuckers stole the fucking cat!" Jason exclaimed
They continued like that, until Dick caught a glimpse of a weird small bump inside Damian's hoodie.
"Wait, Dami, what do you have there?" Dick asked and everyone's attention turned to him
Jason squinted at him and reached for the bump, but Damian immediately took it out and moved it out of the way, revealing to be the squishy cat.
"You demon brat! You had it!" Jason tried to reach for him, but since he was trapped in a tangle of limbs with Dick and Tim, it proved to be quite hard "Give it back!"
"I refuse! You've put the creature through enough abuse!" Damian held the cat protectively against the opposite side where Jason was
"Well yeah, that's it's purpose! Better the cat than Tim!" Jason reasoned, frowning at the boy
"I would rather you to take your energy on Drake rather than the cat, you can pull him all you want, maybe that will help him grow" Damian suggested
"What the heck you gremlin!" Tim glared from his position at Damian
"Give it back!" Jason exclaimed and threw himself at Damian, bringing Dick and Tim along
Bruce sighed deeply and pulled the car to the side to deal with the situation before he ended having one son less.
"Alright, that's enough! If you don't stop right now, I'll..." Bruce was unable to finish his warning when a shoe hit him on the head "Who's shoe was that!?" he fully turned around to face the 4 boys
The moment Bruce turned around, they all suspiciously had taken their positions back in their seats, acting as if nothing had happened.
"Whose is this!?" Bruce asked again, picking the shoe
Jason was about to speak when Damian made a sign at him that caught his attention, and mouthed at him 'If you say anything I won't hand the cat back'
"... It's my shoe, I threw it" Jason confessed with a serious expression
Bruce stared at him unimpressed "You are telling that this 7.5 shoe belongs to my over 6 feet tall son?"
They stared at each other for a short awkward moment that felt too long.
"It's a charm for good luck..." Jason answered, seeming as he was staring directly at Bruce's eyes but was actually staring past him at the road
Bruce sighed heavily and handed him the shoe and turned around "Alright, whatever, just stop trying to kill each other for a few more minutes, we are almost there" Bruce asked them and started to car again going back to the main road
They stayed silent for a few more minutes, until Jason glanced at Damian "You are not getting your shoe back you little shit"
"Wait! Who ate my chips!?" Dick asked as he checked the empty bag at his feet
"You did!" His 3 brothers answered at the same time
"Oh..." was Dick's simple answer along with a pout
Bruce sighed for what felt the 10th time during that travel.
"You know Bruce, you could always steer the wheel to the right, off the cliff and end with all this suffering" Tim suggested casually
Dick and Jason stared at him with a mix of horror and disbelief while Damian just rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Alright, hold my shoe Dick!" Jason pressed the shoe against Dick's chest and threw himself at Tim
Bruce was just half tempted by the idea...
Enjoy <3
Batman animation yayy 🙌👍
AU where Dick works at an aquarium where Mer Jason lives.
Dick: Alright, time to clean your aquarium Jas- Oh, what the hell is this?!
*Mer Jason happily displaying a heart made out of the heads and guts of the animals he gets feed in an attempt to court Dick.*
New chapter out! Jason's first encounter with Nightwing after returning to Gotham:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/68422876/chapters/178242926
Pack... His hindbrain thought.
In front of him was his big brother, and Jason wished he wasn't wearing that damn domino mask so he could look at the blue eyes that had almost faded from his memory.
"Lower the gun... You've taken enough lives for today" Nightwing said carefully, looking at the bodies laying around.
The only reason he hadn't jumped the stranger yet, was because, by the looks of it, he had protected Tim.
"... You really think his life is worth saving? He was raping an omega on the other room!" Jason growled, forcing his voice a tone deeper.
He knew it was unlikely Dick would recognize him by voice, especially because he didn't sound the same way as when he had died. But he didn't want to take chances.
"I think it's not our place to decide who lives or dies" Dick replied carefully "Don't do this... I don't want to fight you" he took a small step towards the other.
Jason glanced at the man on his knees and then at Dick, feeling a bit disappointed.
Dick didn't want him to kill a rapist...
He probably hadn't wanted to kill the Joker to avenge Jason either...
"... Seems like you'll have to anyways" without hesitating, Jason pulled the trigger.
The gunshot resonated through the building and the man collapsed to the floor, dead.
But Jason didn't stop, he started emptying the magazine on the man's crotch, his face under the mask twisted in disgust.
"No!" Dick growled and jumped at Jason, tackling him to the floor.
Jason went with it, growling back at Dick, blocking the hit of the sticks with his gun and his knife.
A part of him wanted to cry... This was his pack... Meant to protect him... Not attack him...
"Night...wing" Tim's weak voice caught Dick's attention, making him glance back at his little brother.
Jason took the chance, he clocked Nightwing on the face with a punch, threw him off himself, raising to his feet and jumping off the building.
Everybody loooooook
BUG SHEET!!!! OF VARIOUS JAYYYYYYYYYY!!! BY THE INCREDIBLE @jejejijiju
Omg I am so so so insanely happy with these I mean LOOOK!!!! AT HIM!!!!
A lot of these are scenes from Eat Your Heart Out, and there are a couple from So Sweet Saluteth Me, Turn Your Back On Death, and Imprinting. The rest are from WIPs (I hope) lmao.
Ok, let me cook, I still need to think of some details, but...
Dick things he'll never meet his soulmate, having reached his mid 20s without getting a soulmark when most people get them by 16-18s, so despite being a romantic, he slowly starts resigning himself to never get one.
Until... Red Hood comes into town and a soulmark appears, and Dick eventually finds out Red Hood is his soulmate, but doesn't even know it's Jason.
(I thought of this while listening to Free from KPDH)
conversations overheard through the batkid com lines pt 2
*Damian and Jason, four hours into a stakeout*
Damian: Jay, hand me the mango pieces.
Jason: *plastic crinkling* ayyy, I’m Jason again!
Damian: *snorts*
Jason: what was with that, by the way? I just showed up in Gotham and found you referring to everyone like they’re your professor. Like, that’s not a ‘you’ thing, I don’t know why you started doing that.
*audible chewing noises*
Damian: do you want the genuine honest answer?
Jason: please god do tell
Damian: so- and you aren’t allowed to laugh. but when I first came to Gotham and I showed up at the manor, father obviously had to give me a tour of the place, right?
Jason: yeah.
Damian: and they wanted to do a DNA test to check that my mother wasn’t pulling a fast one by claiming my birthright, so the first place he showed me was the cave, which was also where Tim was.
Jason: *hums*
Damian: and you know that place- the first time you went to the cave, it was wild, right?
Jason: oh, like walking into the tardis for the first time. insane.
Damian: exactly. all high-tech and shit, and I’d just come from the desert compound I’d spent my entire life in- like, my first time going into the kitchen at the manor I saw Alfred loading the dishwasher and my first thought was ‘oh my god what the fuck kind of machine is that-‘
Jason: *abrupt cackle*
Damian: -so the fucking cave for the first time? as a little desert-boy ten year old? I was a little distracted,
Jason, chuckling slightly: ok, fair,
Damian: and so I’m zoned the fuck out, looking around this cave and not paying attention to anything father’s saying, and then I finally tune back in just to hear the words ‘-ackson drake’ while he like, tries to introduce me to Tim.
Jason: *slowly starts laughing again*
Damian, raising his voice to be heard over Jason’s increasing beats of laughter: -and so I’m fucking standing there, ten years old, no clue what this kid’s first name is, and everybody’s looking at me like I’m supposed to be the one fucking talking right now, and ALL I can think of is my mother, who before she shipped me off to Gotham completely alone kept fucking telling me ‘Damian you have to be strong and show that you deserve to be the Batman’s blood son. show no weakness and take the mantle you were born to have; show no fucking hesitance.’, so I’M panicking,
Jason, still cackling: *a clap* NO I DO- I DO REMEMBER, LIKE, BACK IN THE LEAGUE-, holy shit back in the league when your only coping mechanism for not knowing the fuck was going on around you, was literally just to pretend you knew what the fuck was going on around you and bullshit till you make it,
Damian: WELL IT WAS LIKE THE ONLY FUCKING THING MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME-
Jason, through tears: -that’s why I didn’t say shit when I came back to Gotham and found you fucking, doing all this blood son bullshit! You started calling me Todd and speaking in old english and I was just like ‘bless him he’s terrified, just leave him be’
Damian: *cackles* and I did- I did appreciate you going along with it, because back when this happened I panicked and just started calling Tim ‘Drake’ because I was too embarrassed to ask him for his first name, and then by the time I heard somebody else call him Tim in passing, everybody had just assumed this was a thing I did. and I was too socially awkward to clear it up and switch back, so I just had to stick to Drake.
Jason: *wheeze* a-and Grayson?
Damian: well at first I just went along with the surname thing out of awkwardness, but then I’d gone too deep and I had no way out- AND THEN- and then Batman fucking died-
Jason: *wheeze*
Damian: -and I went from being parented by the gymnastics version of the dark lord to being gentle-parented by fucking Nightwing-
Jason, choking: holy- holy shit-
Damian: do you know what it’s like to go from *gruff voice* ‘Damian we don’t fucking kill, give me the katana or I’ll put you in Arkham’ to *high pitched, sweet voice* ‘oh hey Dames, obviously I can’t stop you from killing but I really would appreciate it if we discussed all our options and came to a mature decision together on what’s best in this scenario-‘
Jason: *crying, silent wheezes*
Damian: so DURING all this I’m trying to subtly switch back to using peoples actual names, except it fucking backfired because people just assumed I was calling Richard Richard because we had that special parental mentor bond, and Tim had pissed off to- whatever he was doing in the desert for six months- getting a hysterectomy or whatever the fuck happened-
Jason, amused: hysterectomy- he lost a spleen, Dames
Damian: well whatever happened he wasn’t AROUND for me to shift to calling him Tim! and when father was back I’d made no progress and was back to square one, except this time I was stuck calling one brother Richard and the other Drake!
Jason, still laughing: and this is where I came in?
Damian: I felt BAD! I’d already taken Robin from the guy, I didn’t want him to feel like he was lesser of a brother to me than Richard. So I demoted you to Todd so he wouldn’t feel alone.
Jason: very thoughtful.
Jason: we should probably get you a therapist, dude. I think everybody forgets that when you showed up you were literally just a very confused immigrant child with no experience of normal social interaction apart from me at the league.
Damian: oh I was like, 60% into an anxiety attack consistently for the first two years I was in the city.
Jason: *snorts*
Damian: the first time I was left alone with Tim we were in the kitchen and he said ‘do you want wifi?’ and, y’no, coming from the league, barely any tech and the only normality was the concept of fighting to the death over everything, MY instinctual ten-year-old thought was ‘oh shit, wifi must be slang for brawl here, we’re about to fight’-
Jason: *laughter* you’re fucking kidding
Damian: -so I’m like, so be it, and I say ‘come on then’ and get ready to start punching, only for him to turn around and grab a piece of card stuck to the fridge and hold it out to me,
Jason: *cackles*
Damian: and he goes ‘here’s the password so you can connect, I’m assuming you have a phone or something’-which I fucking didn’t by the way, my mother gave me a shitty flip-phone to call her in emergencies but it didn’t use wifi-, and he’s holding it out to me and I had to like, subtly shift my posture out of the defensive position I’d been in-,
Jason, delirious from laughter: this is the fucking best. thing.
Damian: -and I take it from him, and he gives me this weird look like he has no idea how to communicate with me, and I was just like ‘shit I might have to kill this one, it’s the only way to get out of this interaction’.
Jason: *wheeze* if we go through the timeline, every murder attempt on Tim’s life has just been an occasion where you’ve felt socially awkward and didn’t see any other way out of conversation,
Damian: pretty much, yeah. I should have been on xanax for those first few years.
Jason: stories from your first years in Gotham are my favourite thing in the world.
*a few silent beats*
Tim: are you telling me I’ve been stuck as Drake for YEARS all because Damian’s fucking scared of social interaction?!
*crashing sound*
Jason: HOLY FUCK-
Damian: OH MY GOD I FORGOT WE WERE CONNECTED TO THE MAIN LINE-