Fan Art

Guess who finally watched the Batman movie and right after this read a bunch of Fanfics, where they throw a young Robin/Dick Grayson at Battinson

…It’s me

 and I’m gonna do that too^^

Dick’s early years as Robin are just. You are ten years old. Tomorrow you have a math test. Last night you saved ten lives. You could not save the two that mattered most. Neither could he, which is why you are here. A year ago you spent your days in a trailer and your nights beneath the big top, and you were never more than 10 feet away from someone who loved you. Now you are adrift in a mansion full of ghosts. You want to go home. You climb up to the highest attic and scream as loud as you can just to see if anyone will hear you. For the crime of losing your parents, they put you in a cell. At night you leap from skyscrapers and remember how to fly. You go to bed and watch them fall. Sometimes you wake up and you are so full of anger you don’t know how you can survive it. You are trying to survive it. You want to kill a man. You rescue a baby from a burning building and his mother calls you an angel. You eat an ice cream cone on top of a gargoyle. You do not want another father. You need a friend. There is a secret only four people in the whole world know. You are one of them.

Kiss (pose practice)

[♔] - close the door; we’re starting.

sladerobinweek day 1 - possession (aka the return of father todd in a completely different story)

The first exorcism attempt of allegedly possessed billionaire heir Dick Grayson-Wayne went to shit and Bruce, his overbearing and very wealthy father, was rightfully freaking out. Rookie priest Jason was forced to seek help from Slade, a disgraced former monsignor with a crisis of faith who wanted nothing to do with the church or its ‘lackeys’, in his words. Finally succeeded in persuading the veteran priest through decidedly unpriestly means, Jason later returned with Slade in tow only to realize they had walked into a perfectly-laid trap… but whose? 

jaydick小猫咪的故事

I want to sleep

The Decision to Stay

Pairing: Souta/Nakajima

Summary: Souta made the decision to stay. Eventually, so did Nakajima and Poco. 

Notes: I just really love this show and wanted to write something fluffy. Also i HELLSA made shit up about tanuki’s in the third section. 

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The bat and his brat

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bruce/dick ... hmmm... flowershop AU?

At this time of day, the sun's rays pierced through the glass to illuminate the flower shop with a soft glow. Dick was too busy putting together a bouquet of roses to notice him, but that was alright, Bruce didn't want to disturb him either way. Instead, he watched silently as Dick worked - admired the small unconscious smile playing on his lips and the way his hands moved.

Bruce hasn't seen him so completely at ease in a long time. He imagined that Dick was humming quietly while working, maybe one of those songs his mother used to sing him that the words of were long forgotten by time, and for a moment he wanted to get inside the shop, just to see if he's right. Just to hear Dick hum the song, to close his eyes and listen.

But then he would disturb Dick's peace; that blissful state of calmness that only acrobatics and being among flowers managed to put him into. So for now Bruce was alright with just admiring him from a distance, like one does with a flower so beautiful they're afraid to touch in fear of damaging it.

It was a good comparison, but Bruce knew well that Dick didn't want to be just something to look at. No, Dick was like a sunflower that always followed the sun, that always looked for praise and tender touch, for love. And he chose Bruce to be his sun, to be the one he loved and was loved by in turn.

But the truth was, even a sunflower can suffer from too much sun.

They haven't really seen each other since the time Dick stormed out of the Manor after their last fight. Dick didn't call him and Bruce didn't try to contact him either, wanting to give Dick some space. But how easy would it be to just open the flower shop's door now and walk inside, to gently cup Dick's face in his hand and apologize. To lean down and press their lips together in a kiss as sweet as the scent of flowers around. No calls or texts would be needed - Dick was here, right in front of him. All he had to do was-

"Mr. Wayne, we have to keep going. Would you like me to order some flowers for you later?"

Bruce wet his lips nervously, forcing himself to look away from Dick.

"No, there's no need." He said. "Let's go."

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