#richardgrayson

[bazukazzo]

Old drawww

[distractedunistudent]

I love Nightwing so much. The first Robin and an absolutely iconic character.

Also he absolutely would do dramatic poses like this in pictures.

[voidaress]

Well, of course, we will start with Dick* 💙

(Does calling him by his real nickname cause problems on here? I've seen ppl use it but better save than sorry)

[babsdeaguiar]

[qnlucifer]

[chlorny]

I want to make small acrylic stands and put the batfamily on my table

[pickledchan]

A Dick Grayson Headcannon

I sometimes think that Dick Grayson is absolutely terrified of Heights. And no, I’m not talking about the comic strip where Heartless practically drugged Dick into fearing heights (because we’re disregarding canon, right?). I’m talking like probably fear masked behind a smile and little ‘don’t worry about it’s.

We all know that Dick is extremely tough, hiding behind a facade of ‘strong big brother’ even in the toughest moments. There are many interactions he has with his brothers where he plays Emotional Motherhen for them.

For example:

Jayburd’s got a horrible fear of abandonment and betrayal from the time of his death to his resurrection and with Bats not brutally ending the Joker for him. But Dick reaches out compassionately constantly as an older brother should. Yes, he wasn’t there when Jaybird was alive (but forgive him, he was going through angsty teen Discowing era).

Tim fears being alone and unable to live up to Batsie’s expectations. But Dick is extensively supportive of his younger brother even when Bruce himself isn’t. Dick trusts Tim and Versa Versa.

Finally, Damien. He has a fear of being seen as the same as his Mother and Grandfather. A merciless killer. A brutal boy. But Dick is still supportive no less. Yes they have their squabbles (I won’t forgive you, Damien, for killing Dick) but they’re still brothers and brothers squabble often. Dick is still the parental figure that Bruce can’t be.

But what if the accident from when he was younger, paired with the amount of times he’s dove of a roof or grappled over wide gaps, makes him develop a horrible fear of Heights. Perhaps maybe even going as far as to say it’s a Phobia.

He probably continues his vigilante work (diving off roofs, grappling everywhere etc) to counter the phobia, not that it works too well. He buys an apartment on a fairly high floor to desensitise him from his terror. And he tells no one.

When it gets too much, he tells no one. He wallows in himself. Stays away from windows and door that lead to the outside that isn’t the corridor out of his apartment front door. Nightmares plagued his dreams much worse than any of Scarecrow’s fear toxin. All mainly about the death of his Parents.

How they *fell to their deaths*.

And he fears doing the same.

[hersilentstorm]

A New Start

Detective Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader

Summary:  Y/N was an exceptional detective, responsible for solving several high-profile crimes alongside her partner while working with the Los Angeles Police Department. Shortly after losing her partner on the job, she decides to move out of LA to have a fresh start elsewhere. 

Warnings: None

Part 2, Part 3

I think I’m going to like it here. Y/N thinks to herself as she takes in the view of the city of Detroit through her windshield while making her way to work. She was glad to be in a new place where everything was different, from the cold weather to the not so friendly neighbors she had encountered this morning. In a way, it helped her cope with the loss of her longtime partner who was also her best friend. She proceeded to think about him while on her way to meet her new partner for the first time.

A few minutes later she finally arrived at the Detroit Police Department. She stood outside the doors briefly to take a deep breath, then walked in with her head up high and a smile on her face. Making her way to the captain’s office, she was greeted by a few detectives and officers who were anticipating her arrival. She was already starting to feel welcomed once she politely entered the captain’s office to introduce herself. There were two men in the office, one who was clearly the captain sitting behind the desk, and she wasn’t sure who the other one was standing on the side of him. They were in the middle of a conversation, but stopped and turned to face her once she came in.

“Good morning, Captain Nelson. My name is-”

“Detective Y/N Y/L/N! Hello and welcome, nice to finally meet you. We were just talking about you and we’re both glad that you’ve decided to join our team.” She directed her attention from the captain to the man, who stood there quietly and gave her the meanest glare she’d ever seen in her life. She quickly observes him; young, brown hair and eyes, slightly taller than her, and on his belt was a badge that said ‘Detective’ in bold letters. 

“So, you must be my new partner.” She approaches the man, holding her hand out and still wearing a smile on her face. There was a moment of silence, as the man hesitantly grabbed her hand and gave it a quick shake before releasing it.

“Detective Dick Grayson. We done here? I’d like to get back to work if you don’t mind captain.” The man stepped away from Y/N and slowly made his way to the door while waiting for the captain’s approval. Her smile began to fade as she kept her eyes on the man, disliking his cold and unfriendly demeanor. 

“Sure Grayson, but once Y/N is ready to join the investigation I expect you to fill her in completely. Understand?” Dick scoffed at the captain’s words and left the office promptly.

“Wow. His name suits him very well.” Y/N’s joke cracks a smile out of Captain Nelson, who gestured her to take a seat in one of the chairs in front of him.

“Grayson’s a loner around here. Hes been trying to avoid having a partner since he transferred here a month ago from Gotham PD.”

“Gotham PD? Jesus Christ, I’d never even step foot in that city.”

“Yeah, apparently he lost his partner and decided to move on, just like you.” She leaned in to listen to the captain, fully intrigued by the newfound connection between herself and the cold stranger she’s being forced to work with.

“What happened to his partner?”

“Gassed by the joker, who knows?” They both let out a chuckle, but Y/N didn’t really find it funny. She started to feel like there may be a chance for her to get him to warm up to her.

Moments later, she had wrapped up her conversation with the captain and went to find her new desk, which is right across from her new partner. She found him focused on his computer, typing and reading the screen intently. She sat down in her chair, observing her new desk which only had a computer, a stapler, and a cup of pencils and pens on the side. She figured she would make herself at home and bring personal belongings tomorrow.

 For now, she was trying to work up the nerve to speak up to her partner, who didn’t pay her any mind and continued working. She ended up observing him once more, although his attitude was ugly, he was definitely the opposite in the looks department. He was very nice to look at with his charming face, broad shoulders, the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up just enough to see just how toned his arms are. She was so caught up in her observations that she didn’t realize he had stopped looking at his computer and was staring directly at her. 

She panicked, not knowing how long this went on for. She tried to quickly find something to say, but he beat her to it.

“Come over here so I can fill you in.” Dick scoots over in his rolling chair, giving her enough room to bring her chair next to him in front of his desk. She quietly rolled her chair next to him while sitting in it, avoiding eye contact with him and trying to focus on the stack of open files displayed in front of them.

“I’m in the middle of investigating a string of robberies taking place in the Downtown area. So far, two banks and one jewelry store have been hit in the past three weeks. I’m working on finding a pattern with the robberies, but progress has been slow since-”

“Since you’re trying to take this on all by yourself.” Y/N looks over at Dick, who kept his eyes on her as he sat back in his chair and folded his arms. She decides that this is the perfect time to try and win him over.

“Look, I heard you lost your partner. I did too. But that doesn’t mean we should give everyone else the cold shoulder and go off on our own.” Dick uncrossed his arms and sat back up as his demeanor began to transition from standoffish to empathetic.  

“I’m sorry for your loss. What happened to him, if you don’t mind me asking.” The tone of his voice was much softer than before, which made Y/N feel comfortable enough to open up to him. 

“We were holding a stakeout for some big-time drug dealers in South LA, but we were compromised. We ended up in a shootout with these guys. We called for backup...but they were too late. He died a hero and I just got lucky.” She turned away from Dick in effort to hide her eyes beginning to well up with tears. 

Dick started to feel guilty about the way he initially treated her. He moved his chair closer to her and laid his hand on her shoulder, making her turn back around. She took a deep breath and used her fingers to wipe her eyes. She apologized to Dick, who immediately ensured her that there was no need to apologize. He moved his hand from her shoulder to her back, rubbing it in circles in effort to make her feel better. She gave him a bittersweet smile, and he slowly removed his hand from her back. 

“We’ll solve this case together Y/N, and I won’t go off on my own. I promise.” 

“Thanks, Detective Grayson.”

“Please, call me Dick.”