#poor dickie

[octaviusing]

you're not supposed to be here

[erinwantstowrite]

« dick is a playboy » no he is not if you want one you have bruce right here

REAL! he says so many times that he's not a fan of hookup culture and that he's a very monogamous person. they think because he's pretty and other people have an attraction to him, that it makes him a player?? and don't even get me started on how the fandom treats him a lot of the time. in that one art i made a few months ago, that was directly referencing this very thing about his character, someone complained that i needed to take the bandages off his chest. like guess what babe you missed the entire point

[envysparkler]

“He’s not your son!” Bruce snapped.

Dick took a step back, his face pale.

“Right,” he said, his voice toneless. “He’s not my son.”

[green-eyedfirework]

Trick or treat 👻

Dick managed, with great effort, to crack open his eyes. He was still curled up, a futile effort to save himself, and he didn't move in fear of triggering the agony hiding in seared skin and smoldering ash.

He didn't know how much of himself was in one piece. He didn't dare check.

But he could open his eyes, blinking against the acrid smoke that stung them, and looked out at the clearing. Or rather, what had been the clearing and was now a razed circle of ash, several times wider and big enough to fit the massive orange-and-black predator spitting sparks on the other side.

One burning blue eye met Dick's, the orb along the size of his head. Dick stared back, frozen still. Unable to move, unable to run. Unable to scream, should the dragon decide to finish him off.

The dragon huffed, a blistering wave of hot air that burned across Dick's exposed, sensitive skin, before turning away.

Like Dick wasn't even worth the effort to flame.

Dick didn't try to change the dragon's mind, staying curled up as his heart pounded frantically and the dragon's weight shuddered through the earth. He didn't take a full breath until--with a stretch of massive wings that gusted more ash over Dick's face--the dragon reared back and took off.

Still Dick stayed where he was, locked in place by shock and pain. He had never gotten so close to a full-grown dragon before.

And he never wanted to repeat the experience.

[supermanshield]

Bruce tries a dad joke

World's Finest #99

[fluff-finder-general]

oof this week’s chapter of wayne family adventures gave me emotional damage

[lowin]

Ah, yes. Me, my boyfriend, and his Superman clone.

[damned-queen-of-gotham]

Jason: “Hey doll... Nice hands”

Y/N: “Uh, thank you?”

Jason: “I bet they´d look better wrapped around my...”

Dick: “BIBLE! WRAPPED AROUND THE BIBLE... PRAISE THE LORD! AMEN!”