#nigthwing

[nyukaart]

My baby and his baby

[riots-r]

It's the first time in a long time that I do this, it's like learning to draw again.

Im giving it my all and thank you very much for your nice comments and love! You guys are very good to me 🌷

[soegenofaraway]

heheh

[rapplesart]

Jason : Dick, I need your help.

Dick : Oh my god it's finally happening my little brother needs help!

Jason : Dick listen-

Dick : Alright so you know how to bury a body and make it disappear. You're good at cooking and stuff so no household help. You definetly don't need a pickup after drinking...... So what kind of emotional mess are We in?

Jason : First of all, rude!

Dick : You'd hang up on me after said "I need", I am nothing but polite here!

Jason : Well you're not wrong.

Dick : See?!? So, emotional mess?

Jason : Yeah OK listen, I did a Bruce.

Dick : You did a what now?

Jason : A Bruce. There's a kid sleeping on my couch and -

Dick: Oh my god. Are they an orphan?

Jason : Yes? No? I don't know.

Dick : Black hair, blue eyes?

Jason :..... Yes

Dick:..... Well,.... Are you gonna let them fight crime after they discovered your secret identity and/or force their way into your nightlife by being a sidekick you never asked for but can't get rid off any more?

Jason : OK Listen, he came like that!

Dick, whispering: Oh my god, you did a Bruce.

[atomrobin]

was watching a batman & robin edits rn and just realized that parents always say that’s its the first kid they have that made them want more kids

and then there’s bruce, who sees a kid:that jumped on the chandeliers, never could sit still for 2 minutes in the same position and also wanted to kill a man and goes

“oh yeah I totally need a bunch more like him”

[iwasnotaslasher]

Bruce, talking into his earbud during a patrol: I realize that, but I cannot miss Tim's bassoon recital.

~~~

Damian, reading a book from the manor library: Stepfather, what is a brothel?

Clark, after an enormous pause: It's the place where they make soup.

~~~

Bruce, down at the Batcave after a full night patrol, 36 hours without sleeping: Jason was here last night, didn't he?

Dick: Yeah, why?

Bruce: He put decaf into the coffee machine again.

Bruce: Dammit Jason.

~~~

Damian: Father, when you will die, can I use your skull to strike fear into the heart of my enemies?

Bruce: ...no.

(based on this post)

[arkhiveknight]

⤷ 𝓢ICK 𝓓ICK 🌨️ ⋆˚࿔

۶ৎ .. 𝓝IGHTWING && maidfem!reader

;🐾 when dick catches an infection and has to stay at wayne manor , alone. with the unfortunately beautiful maid his father hired as extra help.

dick woke up feeling like someone had grated his throat. haley’s tail wagged gently across his torso , her warm tongue licking his chest now and again.

‘ .. shit , what time is it ?’ he turned over , reading the digital clock on his nightstand. 09:23. the sun, seeming out of place with the light rain that beaded on his window, teased him through the half-opened blinds. he could swear he closed them the night before. maybe haley got at them.

he struggled out of bed , reaching the bathroom gradually. after a quick shower , he brushed his teeth and pulled on some pyjama pants , striped with blue and white.

he’d just made it out of the bathroom when a hollow knock sounded against his door. his silver pup darted across the room , pawing at the light-washed wood. dick picked her up , one arm holding hayley against his chest while the other opened the door.

you stood there , surprised by his bare , shirtless stature before your eyes. bruce told you his boy would be at the manor for a while but nothing could have prepared you for the man that frowned back at you.

‘didn’t think bruce would ever let alfred retire.’ he thought out loud , causing you to shake your head with a chuckle.

‘alfred is still here , he just requested some extra help. i’m y/n. and you must be the oldest bat boy. master richard grayson ?’ you confirmed.

‘yeah. dick’s fine. this is hayley. sometimes bitewing. but she doesn’t - uh - bite.’ he scratched between her ears , hayley barked in your direction , a goofy smile forming on her face.

you smiled , revealing the box of medication you’d been holding behind your back. ‘mister wayne informed me that you have a cold. here.’ dick took the medicine from your hand , his comically larger fingers entirely swallowed yours.

‘do you mind if i take your temperature ?’

he swallowed , shaking his head quickly as you took a thermometer out of the small pocket on your white apron. he had to bend down slightly so you could reach his forehead. you pushed his hair to the side hesitantly.

after two beeps his temperature was displayed on the device. ‘your pushing 103 degrees master r - dick.’ you sighed , stepping back. ‘i recommend you get some more rest. if you need something i can get it for you.’

‘it’s okay , i mean - i am. i’m okay , ’ he stumbled over his words , ‘could do with stretching my legs anyway. but thank you.’

he proceeded out of the doorway , moving you out of his way by the waist. you froze momentarily , blush burning your cheeks. ‘uh .. of course. breakfast is on the table.’

‘thank you , love. can i call you that ?’ at least one of you had to keep things professional. and you took it upon yourself to do so.

‘whatever you prefer , master grayson.’ you managed through a flustered breath , eyes following his figure down the stairs.

you lingered there for a second , unsure about what had just come over you. and then you returned to your duties , hoping the grayson boy didn’t mean trouble.

🐈‍⬛ ;; *sc𝓻𝓻𝓻atch* hey feline , i apologise for mistakes i haven’t proof read this. i really have a thing for helplessly awkward men. like fuck if you keep stuttering i’m gonna eat you. anyways. should i open a tag list .. ?

[eleaine]

"Is this the beginning of another Tim Drake?"