#fem dick

[moliathh]

girlie dick and jason i want to draw them like those vintage/noir mafia movies

[blakedawson76]

65 “I don’t want you to stop.” with jaydick please :))

Here we go! This turned out so… not like anything I would have expected XD. Hope you enjoy it!

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Sway me more

Summary:  From the moment she joined the volleyball team she strived for perfection. She worked hard to be perfect. When her career ends before she starts, she has nothing left to pursue. That is, until the night she decides to stop ignoring the music blasting from the studio across the station.

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As it turned out, her middle and high school teachers had been right. When younger, she had scoffed at their usual reminder of ‘practice makes perfect’ because at the time, no matter how much she tried and practiced, she never achieved perfection. She´d played in the volleyball team from sixth to twelfth grade, albeit not in the first string until her sophomore year in high school. She hadn’t been good enough until then, and even after she´d made the cut, she´d struggled to keep her spot on the team. There had always been people who were better than her. There had always been girls taller, quicker, nimbler than her. She had poured her literal tears and blood into her volleyball high school career, and she´d barely managed to survive.

Every single month – every single week – her few friends and the three teachers she didn’t hate would tell her the same thing. It was a matter of practice! There was no secret or shortcut to perfection. She was an awesome player already, but she hadn’t been perfect.

“No one is perfect.”

“It´s impossible to be perfect.”

“Being perfect is impossible, but honing your skills until you master your area of choosing to near perfection is more than possible.”

Her adoptive father had said the last bit, much to her surprise. It hadn’t been a soft or gentle piece of advice. He hadn’t said it to make her feel better. He had said it to her for the same reason he said it to himself: to encourage her to keep going. Sure, Bruce had been harsh, and at the time she hadn’t taken it well. It had taken her years to understand what he´d meant. The realization hadn’t come with her earning a volleyball scholarship to Metropolis University, or with the four years she spent balancing her career in sports and her academic life, oh no. To her irony and somewhat dark sense of humor, the full meaning of Bruce´s words came to her three years after her injury and her master’s degree in Literature and Culture. The realization had come in the shape of a too-optimistic-to-be-real dance teacher going by the name of Rachel “call me Dixie” Grayson.

Rest is here

[moliathh]

the nun and the widow are very good friends historians called them acquaintances

[blakedawson76]

Lack of Support

So I was thinking. Whether you are the oldest, youngest or middle child, you know how always you, being older, weren't allowed to do this or that, but your younger siblings? They have no rules? I think that would totally apply and hurt real bad with Bruce and Dixie.

Because I can totally see Dixie back in her Robin days, deciding she wishes to practice ballet after Bruce takes her to see Swan Lake for her fourteenth birthday. Bruce doesn't like the idea though, and he flat out tells her no.

"Why not?" she demands.

Bruce doesn't look up from the files on screen. "You're busy enough as it is with school and being Robin. I do not want what happened with Scarecrowthe other day because you're distracted or busy with the school festival. Being Robin is a priority, Dixie."

"Bruce, I know that! I understand that as well as you do, but ballet wouldn't be a priority over Robin."

"No. Also, your training is hard enough already. Ballet means pushing yourself even harder and tiring yourself out even more. It could interfere with patrol and you might end up hurting yourself."

"Bruce..."

"No, Rachel."

So Dixie doesn't end up taking ballet. Not that year. Not until she takes on the Nightwing mantle and because she is being rebellious and wants her freedom, she starts ballet during her Discowing years much to Bruce's annoyance and reprimands of, "Now that you are going solo, putting yourself up to that is even more dangerous. Bad idea."

That's one of the many reasons as to why she doesn't visit Bruce more than once every six months for years.

Fast forward many years, three Robins and an Orphan later. Cassandra decides to start practicing ballet after Steph shows her some recitals on TV. She goes up to Bruce's study and asks him very quietly and politely for permission to go.

Bruce takes her to the academy himself the very next day and from then on, he alwaus takes Cass to class. Bruce talks to the teacher. Bruce takes her to buy clothes and shoes. Bruce stays for practice and resists the urge to actually snap a picture or two of Cass as she begins.

Turns out Dixie also attends that academy. Turns out she's ecstatic to see Cass there. She is not nearly as thrilled when Cass tells her (innocently of course) that Bruce actually seemed excited (for Bruce) when she asked him if she could take classes. Dixie stays quiet and out of Bruce's sight until she sees him at Cass's first recital.

She makes sure Bruce sees her next class.

Not even Bruce's skin is that thick. He knows what her glare means and he knows her movements are never that jerky or agressive. He doesn't approach her though, but she does after class is over, pulling her hair down from its bun.

"So, what about Cass's training?" she asks way too casually. "Or patrol. Or school."

Bruce tenses. "Cass is doing fine in school and during patrol."

"And I wasn't? What about... Ah yes, overworking myself. Isn't Cass overworking herself?"

"Cass can take it."

"And I couldn't?" And already Dixie's eyes are shiny with unshed tears. "You bring her to class. You go to her recitals. You never came to mine, not even when I invited you. You support her, Bruce. Why didn't you support me? I was never a bad kid, was I? For you to be that crappy to me. Why are you throwing this in my face right now? Because I wasn't as quiet and well-behaved as Cass? As... As loyal? Because I didn't deserve your support with something I wanted to do?"

Bruce doesn't answer, and Dixie doesn't expect him to. She shuts her eyes and turns around. Her hair whips Bruce across the face like a slap, and she hopes it hurts as much as she hurts right now.

[inariazuha]

Bruce x fem!dick? honestly i love your genderbending designs for everyone.

ahhh! thank you