#dc nightwing

[lettaniko]

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.

[timdrakelonghairtruther]

Special thanks to my friend who saw the sketch and said I need to make him arch his back even more

[silvaaart]

Jaybin and his big brother

[luvlypresley]

The Nightwing "No Pay-Policy"

you slide your card toward the register like it’s nothing, like you didn’t spend the last hour watching dick grayson smile at you across dinner and pretending your knees weren’t weak.

he notices immediately. of course he does. this man has the reflexes of a cat and the dramatic instincts of a theatre kid raised by ninjas.

“hey— hey, hey, hold on.” he’s already halfway out of his chair, eyes wide, voice half-laughing like he can’t believe what he’s seeing. “what do you think you’re doing?”

you blink. “...paying?”

dick presses a hand to his chest like you’ve wounded him. “paying? you? for me?” he shakes his head slowly, lips twitching. “that’s cute. wrong, but cute.”

you try not to smile, because he’s being ridiculous, standing there in his leather jacket, hair falling into his eyes like he was crafted to be your weakness. “i just thought I could take this one.”

“no, no, sweetheart.” he steps closer, resting his palms on the counter beside your hand. you can feel the warmth of him, the way he crowds in without being pushy. “that’s my job.”

you raise a brow. “your job?”

his grin softens just enough to make your heart stutter. “yeah. my job. i asked you out. i pay. that’s the rule.”

“that’s not a real rule.” you argue.

“it is in the dick grayson handbook,” he counters, tapping the imaginary badge on his chest. “chapter one: be a gentleman. chapter two: do unnecessary flips. chapter three: pay for dates.”

you snort. “i swear you make half of this up.”

he leans in, lowering his voice like it’s a secret just for you. “only the parts meant to make you smile.”

your cheeks warm and he definitely catches it. His eyes flicker in that smug soft boy way, not arrogant, just unbearably fond.

dick nudges your card back toward you with two fingers, slow and deliberate. “look… i know you can pay. you’re capable, you’re independent, you scare the hell out of me in the best way.” he pauses, blue eyes bright, honest. “but let me treat you tonight. i want to.”

you swallow. “you really don’t like when i try to pay, huh?”

he huffs a laugh, brushing his thumb over your knuckles. “i like that you try. i like that you’re thoughtful. but it also makes me wanna wrap you up in my arms and say ‘nope, not happening’ every single time.”

“possessive much?” you tease.

“only when it comes to you,” he shoots back, grinning like it’s the most natural truth in the world.

he takes your card, sets it back in your bag, and presses the tiniest kiss to your forehead before you can argue. “let me do this one. consider it… an investment in more nights like this.”

you look up at him, fighting a smile. “and what do i owe in return?”

dick shrugs lightly, looping his fingers with yours as he hands his card to the cashier. “just keep showing up.”

and the way he says it. Soft, earnest, like you’re the best thing to happen to his week...yeah.

you’re not fighting him on the bill anymore.

hes so cute i wanna eat him

©luvlypresley2025 - do not translate or copy in any way.

[sparkle-robin-4]

I think it would be hella funny if the batfamily each came out to Bruce while on patrol like just imagine

Dick, punching the shit outta two face: oh shit B, I never told you I like boys. And girls

Two face: wtf

Batman: Harvey are you.....homophobic?

Two face: WHAT!? No dude, but why did that pop into Robin's head while he was beating the shit outta me???

Dick: shrugs

Batman: Whatever, Robin I support you unconditionally

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Jason, having just revealed that he is back from the dead, and is , in fact, red hood

Jason: Also I'm gay

Dick: wow. Shocker.

Jason: shut up you fag

Batman: Hood, don't call Nightwing that slur.

Jason: who tf do you think U are?? My dad??

Batman: I'm just glad ur back and I support you.

Jason: hell no old man- (his back from the dead rant/speech continues)

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Tim, seconds after crashing the bat mobile

Tim: I'm bi.

Batman: I support you, but what does this have to do with you crashing the bat mobile?

Tim: if you punish me your homophobic.

Dick: dam he got you there B

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Damian, turning to Bruce while they're patrolling on rooftops

Damian: Father, I like boys and I'm dating Jon Kent

Batman: Alright I suppo- JON KENT!?!?

Damian: yes.

Batman: I-ive let you have sleepovers with your BOYFRIEND????? OH UR SO GROUNDED

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Cass, hanging upside down as batgirl

Cass: I like girls

Batman: I support you

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Steph, yelling from the other side of an alley

Steph: B! IM BI

Batman: Cool.

Steph: Really? That's it?

Batman: Not a single one of my kids is straight, Steph. None of them.

[annaevermore]

18+ mdni

Thinking about how girls nights out always end up with at least one of your girlfriends complaining about their dating lives.

You try to be supportive, humming and agreeing with their complaints, but it never takes long for one of them to jokingly point out that you have no reason to complain: your boyfriend is perfect.

And truth is, yes, Dick Grayson is the perfect boyfriend.

At first you were convinced that he would change overtime, once you both got out of the honeymoon phase. But three years have passed since he officially became your boyfriend, and he never changed. If anything, he only improved.

Take tonight for example. When you mentioned that you would be going out, without even looking up from the dishes he was washing, he offered to drive you to the bar and pick you up. No questions asked.

As you were getting ready, he never hurried you, opting for sitting at a careful distance: enough to give you the space you needed, but still close enough to admire you.

Just as you were about to add your finishing touches, he came up behind you, resting his hands on your hips. His lips traced slowly the side of your neck, making you shiver at the sensation.

"Can I taste you, pretty please?"

The request was nothing unusual. Dick loves eating you out before you have to go out somewhere. Or at any time of the day, for that matter. He insists that it makes you glow. And who are you to deny him?

You didn't have to repeat yourself any further. He draged you to your shared bed and made you lay on top of it, careful not to mess up your hair.

Gently, and with barely concealed eagerness, he lifted your dress and moved your lace panties to the side, before diving in and eating you out like a man starved.

After drawing at least one orgasm out of you — preferably two — he cleaned you up, pulled down your dress and drove you to the bar, making sure you were not even a minute late.

The kiss you gave him — after he asked for one with his puppy dog eyes — tasted faintly of your arousal, but neither of you cared as some of your lipgloss got on his lips.

So when you hear your friend's comment, you can do nothing but agree with her.

Your boyfriend is perfect.

A/N: I once saw a video once of a girl talking about her boyfriend eating her out and driving her to a girls night out immediately after. I haven't been the same since.

[ovilusphoninghome]

My toxic trait is thinking Dick Grayson is really cool then getting rlly upset that not everyone thinks Dick Grayson is rlly cool

[mr-badjokes]

i just saw him knock out like five riddler goons in a row like bffr batman