#meta dick grayson

[tencheloveka]

•Dick accidentally got into Ivy's chemicals, so he became a meta

• Luludi means flower in Romani

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Dick Grayson Week 2022 Day 3 - Meta Dick Grayson

Day 3 of @dickgraysonweek​ - Meta Dick Grayson Ao3 Link

Damian wiped some blood from the corner of his mouth as he crouched low in a shadow, hiding from the assassins no doubt sent by his mother. Damian did not enjoy hiding like a coward, but this set of assassins was becoming hard to handle with the ‘no killing rule’ he was doing his best to stick to make his Father… To make Grayson proud.

Damian adjusted his hold on the hilt of his dagger, he had made a rookie mistake and was forced to watch his sword fly over the edge of a building. Damian wasn’t positive how he would get out of this assassination attempt without killing his attackers, this no-killing rule was getting harder and harder to follow as Mother sent more and more squads to ‘train’ him as she would put it, but Damian knew the truth. She was getting sick of his new attitude towards murder and wanted him to break it and be forced to come scurrying back to the League, to her.

Damian leapt to the side as a flurry of daggers embedded themselves in the wall where his head had been moments before. Damian rolled and slashed at the closet assassin's hamstring, Damian was moving before the assassin hit the ground with a spurt of blood.

Damian sprinted down the alleyway, he grabbed his grappling hook from his belt and shot it up to the rooftop. Damian couldn’t focus on the wind rushing past his masked face as he rose up towards the sky rapidly. Damian flipped onto the roof, replacing the grappling hook to his belt as he began to run across the rooftops, flipping and twisting in the way Grayson had trained him to.

Damian didn’t have to look behind himself to know the squad was hot on his heels, he swore under his breath as he landed awkwardly when he leapt the next rooftop. He fought past the pain as per usual and continued to run, eyes scanning his surroundings. He was rapidly running out of ideas on how to end this without drawing his dagger over the assassin's throats as he used to deal with these attempts.

Damian let out a startled gasp as pain burst from his shoulder, having not twisted his body properly to avoid a throwing star from his assailants. Damian clutched at his shoulder on pure reflex and skidded to a stop when a handful of silver throwing stars landed in front of him, blocking his next exit. Damian turned around and held his dagger up high, swallowing hard when he heard the familiar sounds of swords being drawn from their sheathes.

“Let’s get this over with, I am sick of my Mother’s little tests.” Damian bared his teeth, unwilling to show fear. Damian tensed his muscles and readied himself to lunge forward to fight when the nearest assassin was blasted away from him and off of the roof completely by a bright blue blast of energy.

Damian blinked in shock as a barrage of blue energy orbs bombarded the squad that had been hunting him. Damian didn’t lower his guard until his shock forced him to when a familiar figure in a familiar uniform sank to the rooftop in front of him. Very clearly having been flying a moment before and energy orbs glowing around his hands.

“Leave now and tell Talia if she sends more squads after Damian I will be forced to take drastic measures.” Dick Grayson, Nightwing snarled as he held up a fist, the ball of energy expanding around his hand. The remaining assassins, all scorched and burned nodded in understanding and they disappeared as was the way of League assassins.

“Gra…Nightwing? Is that you?” Damian asked cautiously, he didn’t know Dick had returned from his space mission with the Titans.

“It’s me lil’ D.” Dick turned around, a bright, familiar smile on his face even as the energy balls around his hands faded away.

“What happened? Why do you have similar powers to the Tamaranean?” The familiarity of Grayson’s newly acquired powers has rung a bell in his head.

“I was infected by pollen of some sort on the planet we were aiding. It… Changed parts of my DNA with the one nearest with me and that was Starfire.” Dick ran a hand through his hair, looking around warily, with good reason as everyone knew about Batman’s ‘no meta’ stance involving Gotham.

“So you’re an alien now?” Damian asked skeptically, he could accept powers but Dick looked far too much like himself to have his DNA fully turned Tamaranean.

“We did some tests and while I have my own version of Starfire’s powers, I’m still human just… A meta.” Dick explained as he lifted himself off of the rooftop by a few inches to showcase his new ability to fly and float.

“The Tamaranian’s powers respond to emotions yes? Do your new powers work the same way?” Damian asked and hummed when Dick nodded as he held up his hand to form another ball of blue plasma.

“Then this is a good fit for you, it is good that now you have a reason to express your emotions instead of trying to hide them away as Batman instructs.” Damian crossed his arms over his chest, having returned the dagger to its hidden sheath in his boot. Damian was well aware that Dick knew about his hidden weapons and never once mentioned it, Damian took that as approval and he took measures to hide them from Father when he returned.

“Thank you lil’ D. I’m relieved you’re taking this so well,” Dick landed back on the rooftop, whites of his mask glowing slightly as Dick beamed at Damian.

“Of course, you are still you, Meta or not.” Damian thought this was quite obvious and Dick’s bright smile turned into a softer, fonder one. Damian huffed but tolerated the hair ruffle that came next, even leaning into Dick’s hand even after seeing it form deadly energy balls.

“That means a lot lil’ D,” Dick said quietly before his whole being brightened up.

“Want to go flying with me?” Dick asked all but bouncing in place, even hovering a few inches off of the roof as his new powers reacted to his emotions.

“I suppose it would be an interesting experience,” Damian said slowly before huffing when Damian was tugged into Dick’s embrace. Damian held Dick tightly, burying his face in the bright blue bird that stretched over Dick’s Nightwing uniform as the rooftop disappeared from under his feet.

“I’ll never let you fall, Damian, never. Take a look around, not many can see a view of Gotham like this.” Dick’s voice was still soft but easily heard over the rushing winds. Damian steeled himself and peered out around them and inhaled sharply as he took in the bright lights of Gotham, it felt as if he was seeing Gotham for the first time.

“Adequate,” Damian stated and Dick laughed in delight as he soared them over Gotham, making Damian feel as if they were the only two in the world, the only two that matter.

Grayson knew how Father felt about Meta’s yet he still came to Gotham and saved him from his Mother’s assassin squad in a way his father would never do. Grayson was more a father to him than Bruce Wayne ever would be and tonight proved it once more to Damian, so he put his faith in Grayson and let them fly over Gotham knowing he was in the safest hands in the world.

Of course, Damian would make Grayson spar with him to see if the alien’s super strength had been passed onto Grayson and no doubt more gymnastics would be in his future now that his partner, his chosen father could fly. If Father refused to allow Grayson to enter Gotham again, then Damian would simply have to go to Bludhaven or even Titans Tower if he must, but he would be by Grayson’s side, as a proper son should be.

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[unlikelycupcaketrash]

one of my favorite persistent headcanons that are just so funny and inconsequential to me is just

dick grayson is a meta, but his only meta ability is he can see shrimp colors.

that’s it

nothing to help him with his acrobatics or vigilantism, hell it doesn’t even help his civilian life, but he can see shrimp colors. he’s not even stealing duke’s thing atp bc he can’t do anything with the extra colors, he can’t manipulate light in any way shape or form he just has a hell of a lot of extra cones up in his eyeballs. idk if duke can see extra colors (i wouldn’t be surprised tho) but i read a fic where they bond over them both thinking discowing was a good suit, and i think it’d be hilarious if it actually looks drop-dead gorgeous with the shrimp colors but bonding aside duke still largely doesn’t fw him anyway it just feels so silly to me. and all of their siblings would be rioting if they found out he was a meta bc ofc, that’s how he does all the tricks that he does but nope. shrimp ass colors. 14 extra cones.

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Just a AU/thing I think would be interesting for Dick Grayson

He is meta

More specifically, he has meta human flexibility, similar to that of Spider-Man

Using this photo as example of bending he can do mid air

I think it would be really interesting too if the meta gene was hereditary, probably from his fathers side just cause. And maybe Mary Grayson was hyper mobile (but not meta) or the other way round

And, I know Batman is a genius but like

He’s not a gene scientist or a DNA scientist like- he can recognise when something is not meant to be in blood such as a toxin or stuff like that but he can’t tell with this meta gene because it’s natural (like most meta’s abilities)

And maybe it would be noticeable to a gene scientist or dna scientist idk the name tbh

I just really like the idea that he just has something that makes everything make sense

Might write a short fic on it later

Might stick to doing short imagines like this

Idk

But I do know that

For now at least

Most stuff I post will be related to dick Grayson

I might even put in some ao3 fics I’ve read (all dick Grayson centric) for recommendation bcs I’ve read some pretty good ones