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Dick, who's filling in for Bruce as Batman: I'll call him

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Hal: you've gained some muscles

Jason, dressed as Nightwing: I started working out

Hal: Damn. What's the routine cause I just saw you last week and you look completely different.

Jason: steroids

Dick, as batman: *chokes on coffee*

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Superman: We might need someone who's good with guns, hm... Hey Nightwing you're in contact with redhood, right? Could you have him come?

Jason, as Nightwing: ... I don't see why not

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Wonder woman: this security is an issue we need someone who can hack this system long enough for us to get pass

Superman: hey hood, any chance you can give red robin a call?

Tim, with 5 inches of padding, as redhood: on it

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Hal: isn't robin usually with you all?

Flash: yeah we could use him with this one

Superman: Red Robin, would you call in Robin for us?

Robin and Nightwing: *quickly pick back up the weapons closest to each of them, but Tim ends up with Nightwings escrima sticks and Dick is left holding Robins bo staff*

Villain: Ha! You may be good, good enough to rearm yourself in a matter of seconds even, but you idiots rely to heavily on one weapon. Your at a disadvantage without them, and now I have the upper hand!

Nightwing: *wordlessly snaps the bo staff into two sticks with the click of a button*

Villain: Uh...

Robin: *grinning, twists the escrima sticks together to form a bo staff*

Bludhaven upside down 🌅

Dick, snorting: Shut up. I’m on an errand for Bruce. You can come help me if you like.

Jason shrugging, falling into step: Sure. What’re we looking for?

Dick: Batmobile’s busted. He needs us to go find a tool.

Tim: *casually heading the other way, minding his own business*

Like, he vents and writes about himself through his fics. I loved the idea. And ofc Dick knew Jason and Tim wrote bcs Big Brother and all.

*cackles* yes . . . yes . . . . a good idea indeed . . .

Dick: *walks into his new brother's room* hey jason, how are you doing? Jason: *looks over the top of his computer* uh . . . good? dick: *being nosy* WHAT are you doing? jason: uh . . .. writing dick: dick: what kind of writing? jason: stories dick: stories about what? jason: people dick: this is extremely suspicious jason: i'm aware dick: *walks out and mutters to himself* I wonder if he's a ffn or LiveJournal kid

Dick finds his account that ngiht, having searched through pride and prejudice fics and found the most recently updated ones. after reading the ANs---in which the author talked about getting kidnapped by a billionaire and then didnt' respond to any of the concerned comments---he knew it was jason. from then on, he subscribes to all of jason's stories. he leaves comments on every one, acting as a sort of fandom mentor to the 12 year old who barely knows how to write. as time goes on, jason tells him thanks in ANs and waits specifically for that profile's comments on a chapter. dick never reveals his identity.

dick, neck-deep writing star trek and star wars fanfiction, is one of the larger authors on whatever platform they're using.

when he stops posting for about a year, people take notice. he has over four unfinished fics, and has said not a word about his hiatus. a lot of fans theorize he's dead. a few people think the same of a jane austen fic author, but he's not popular enough for it to cause the waves dick's disappearance did.

when he reappears almost a year later, his AN, in which he states simply, "I'm sorry, guys. had a sudden death in the family and lost my will to write.", causes a lot of concerned comments and well-wishes. he doesn't respond to any of them, his interaction with subscribers severely diminished, but he reads every one.

the little-known jane austen author starts updating again as well. in the first AN since their hiatus, it explains that the original author of the fic died. it says that the new author is their brother, who has decided to continue writing their fics in their stead. a lot of people think it's a joke, and the account goes slightly famous for it. the fics are slowly and diligently updated, not yet ended but certainly not lacking in quality.

dick meets tim.

the kid writes BATMAN FANFICTION on fucking AO3. don't ask dick how he knows this, the shit he had to wade through to find that account . . . god, he's going to kill whoever invented rpf. especially for Nightwing. and batman. and robin. point is, this time he's straight about it. he tells tim that he writes as well, and he shows him how he's been continuing jason's fics since his other brother died. tim starts to help out. he reads four jane austen novels, annotates all with highlights and everything, and then? right then? walking through the library and seeing tim so dedicated to something that, in the long run, means so little? seeing tim commit and spend so much time on something that only one who knew jason should have cared about?

that's the moment that he decides that maybe, just maybe, he has room in his heart for another little brother. and maybe, just maybe, this one won't leave it in ruins like the last one.

two years later, and jason todd takes his first real breath since waking up in his grave. covered in green lazarus water and half out of his mind, he's cognizant for the first time in over a year. and damian, the boy he'd not left for more than five minutes since waking, told him that his father had replaced him. that there was a new robin. jason, so out of his mind with anger, is afraid he'll yell. scream. scare damian, which is the last thing he wants to do right now. the very thought of it horrifies him. damian was meant to trust him, and he was meant to trust jason. so jason asks for a computer. he tells talia that its so he can prepare, so that he can catch up on the world in order to return to gotham vengeful---but that's not the truth. or at least, not the whole truth. after looking through the news, after reading up on articles about his own death and the joker's latest killing sprees, after making sure Nightwing was still partolling, he goes to the one place he's always felt entirely calm---the fanfiction website. he logs on, intending to catch up on his own stories, and to his shock---he finds his fics almost finished. two he'd thought incomplete were done, and . . . had more saves than he'd ever through possible. the others were so close to being done, and had the same situation in their notes.

someone had been writing his fics for him.

and sitting there, damain against his side, reading over his shoulder, he goes through each and every author note that he knows he didn't write. there are over twenty of them, and he has to search for the first one after his death, but he eventually finds it.

"Ahki?" Damian asks as he reads, voice thoughtful. "I thought we had no other brothers."

Jason, vision slightly misty, swallows. "We do. We have an older brother. He . . . well, I guess he was the one to do this."

Damain, having read the entire note, nods. "He appears to be a good brother."

Jason's voice cracks. "Y-yeah. He is."

That night he takes Damian and leaves, heading for America. but not gotham---no, dick opens his door one night in bludhaven to find his dead brother and a toddler waiting for him.

Like there is no official Nightwing merch bc he’s a criminal he’s committing a crime okay vigilante justice is in fact not legal and he’s not TECHNICALLY on the justice league and he’s NOT TECHNICALLY the leader of the titans anymore. But there are about 400 different Etsy stores that make hoodies, crop tops, joggers, sweats, sunglasses, bracelets, t shirts with nightwings logo or some art of him on them.

Like they love this guy and will get into beef with any Gotham national who tries to claim Nightwing is THEIR hero.

1) hes not a hero he’s a criminal fuck you

2) you have a hero and just bc he’s shit at his job and needs our guy (who is NOT a hero) to help him sometimes doesn’t MEAN SHIT

people are walking around with tiny v shaped blue tattoos or embroidered on clothing but again NOT A HERO BLUDHAVEN DOESNT DO HEROS

There are coffee shops with bad nightwing pun names nightbird, beanwing, nightwinging it and so on

Every third piece of graffiti is this man’s logo

Every sandwich place or fast food chain has a ‘secret menu item’ that’s not actually secret bc everyone orders it and it’s just one of their normal items dyed blue (sodas, desserts, burger buns, condiments so on) some places will sell wings fried in blue panko bread crumbs and call them them ‘nightwings’ ofc these are ALL off the menu you can’t see these items and if you try to order them out of the city you get weird looks.

Superman goes on tv and says Nightwing is one of his favorite hero’s and bludhaven riots. wtf nightwing is your favorite hero you fuckin poser

1) nightwing isn’t a hero he’s a criminal so back off

2) he’s ours you and your frou frou fancy city that hasn’t been nuked by a sentient pile of radiation can fuck RIGHT off

Naturally the only person in bludhaven who is unaware of this is Dick Grayson bc tbh this man is too busy to give a fuck about what his city thinks of him. They trust him to get shit done. Good that’s all he needs okay he has 22 reports he needs to log he’s busy.

Tim Drake professional nightwing fanboy however is fucking furious about this because.

A) dick was a GOTHAM hero FIRST and bludhaven can suck it

B) fuck you nightwing isn’t just a a hero he’s THE HERO and the BEST hero and don’t be rude bc you have a complex

C) all of the cool nightwing merch only ships around bludhaven so has to get it ordered there and it’s just a hassle and he’d pay double he swears just let him get it delivered to where he is please Everytime he stops by bludhaven he leaves with 10 new pieces of nightwing merch and bc he has so much. Damian doesn’t think he notices when some of his doubles mysteriously go missing. He does.

D) since they are anti hero they are firmly unhelpful whenever he or Steph show up bc a case has lead them to the city

The one plus side was watching Jason Todd having a mental breakdown bc apparently in bludhaven redhood counts as a hero and is therefore hated.

“Yous worked with the bat yous a hero thems the rules”

“I KILL PEOPLE”

“Yeah so do cops and people always call them heroes”

“Okay but I kill people to protect the general public I put down scum”

“Cops say they do that too”

“I- okay you know what I’m a hero fine okay. Why isn’t nightwing a hero”

“Vigilante justice is a crime”

“I’m documentably worse than a vigilante”

“But you have worked with the bat”

“For money yeah”

“See you even get paid, face it you’re a hero which means you suck”

“You realize Nightwing has worked with the bat right like way more than I have”

“Listen that ain’t his fault okay, the bats incompetent and so are the rest to you idiots. He’s a nice guy and a good neighbor don’t mean he’s a hero”

“I- what the fuck is in this cities water”

“I don’t fuckin know but it’s prolly better than whatever gothams got in its harbor”

Bruce: Dick might be a little bit fragile after last night, so let’s try to be sensitive.

Jason: Oh, believe me- I am going to be nothing but nice to Dick from now on. If he snaps and goes on a rampage, who do you think he’s coming for first?

Bruce: He’s not going on a rampage.

Tim: I bet he’d let me live. He likes me.

Tim (unanimous)

Timmy (Dick and Jason)

Timbo (Dick and Jason)

Timbit (Dick, Jason and Steph)

Timtam (Dick and Jason)

Timberly (Jason and Steph)

Timantha (Jason and Steph)

Timber (Dick, Jason and Steph)

Timbuktu (Jason)

Timmy Time (Jason)

Shiver Me Timbers (Jason)

The Artist Formerly Known As Tim (Duke)

The Tim-inator (Dick)

Timmysaurus rex (Duke)

Argen-Tim-a (Jason, Duke and Steph)

Gua-Tim-ala (Dick, Jason and Duke)

Timzania (Steph)

Timothee Chalamet (Dick, Jason, Steph and Duke)

Timcicle (Jason)

Baby Bird (Bruce, Dick and Jason)

Stalker (Jason and Damian)

Drop-Out (Damian)

Sport (Bruce)

Champ (Bruce, Dick and Jason)

Buddy (Bruce and Dick)

Little Brother (Cass)

Kitten (Selina)

Pint Size (Jason and Harley Quinn)

Short Stack (Harley Quinn)

Slugger (Harley Quinn)

Santa's Little Helper (Young Justice)

Timbaland (Duke)

T-Money (Duke)

T-Dog (Duke)

Timmy Turner (Dick, Jason and Steph)

Mothman (Kon-El)

Tinie Timpah (Jason, Steph and Duke)

Timbernathy (Jason and Steph)

Moth (as in tiMOTHy) (J+S)

Timu (like Temu) (J+S)

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Dreams were strange, fickle things. Sometimes they were the most wonderful moments of your life played back to you, the feeling of your mothers arms wrapped around you, the smell of home cooked food you could never really replicate in the kitchen anymore, the cheers of crowds who adored you and your family. Other times, they were a taste of hell, the feeling of blood you can't quite wash off, the stench of rot making your head spin, the broken and damned confronting you face to face in your sleep.

Tonight was neither of those. Tonight was...quiet. Still like an undisturbed lake, waiting with bated breath for something to cause a ripple, a wave.

Darkness enveloped Dick like a hug, cool silence washing over him as his dream let him wander the void. Each step was soundless, and the darkness was getting heavier and heavier until... a child. A crying boy, tears casting a ripple every time they slipped down his cheeks. The colors of his acrobat costume were dulled by the void, vibrant red, green, and yellow now scarlet, emerald, and gold.

Each little hiccup and sob stung. This boy, this version of Dick from so long ago, his pain was so palpable. Each strained breath made it obvious how much pain he was in, and yet Dick, adult Dick, Dick who knew how to cope and calm himself down, could do nothing to stop. He was forced to watch the boy wail for parents who were long gone. Kneeling, Dick slowly wrapped his arms around the boy, desperately trying to muffle the sobs and end the pain. Why hadn't anyone done this back then? Why did he have to confront his own childhood now?

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Jaybin: Yeah, B is in the middle of the adoption process, so...

Dick: Hey. You know what'd be hilarious?

Jason: Huh?

Dick: If I adopted you. That way, you'd be Batman's grandson. Make him feel old.

Jason: . . . 'Aight bet.

Jason lived with Bruce, he was Bruce's son, but much to Bruce's annoyance and irritation Dick managed to snag the legal rights over Jason, making him Dick's "adoptive son." But, it wasn't that big a deal, Bruce guesses. Anyways, that's how Jason became Jason Todd-Grayson-Wayne.

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Now, Jason did not like Tim when he came back from the dead, definitely not fond of the little f*cker. However, he became somewhat okay-ish with his existence after Bruce's "death" and, also, thought it'd be funny.

Jason: Hey, pretender.

Tim: What?

Jason: So, you have no legal guardian since Bruce died.

Tim: He is not dead.

Jason: Sure, sure, sure, anyways, you need a legal guardian and I don't give a f#&$ what you do.

Tim: . . . Elaborate?

Jason: I have the papers printed out already.

And, thus, Timothy Jackson Drake-Todd-Grayson-Wayne is born and also Bruce's expression is hilarious when he finds out. Dick celebrates having a grandson and Jason realizes quickly how he's f*cked up whenever he receives calls from Tim's school that he dropped out of or has to get a call from the hospital when Tim has his weekly near death experience...

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Damian was much easier.

Damian: Timothy, I have heard the most ridiculous rumor that you are Grayson's grandson and adopted by Todd!?

Tim: Oh, yeah, it's funny.

Damian: . . . I want in.

Tim:

Damian:

Tim: Bernard, you want in on this?

Bernard: Hell yeah!

Damian is a bit to proud when he holds up his new birth certificate, stating "Damian Thomas Al Ghul-Drake-Todd-Grayson-Wayne-Dowd." Bruce is really, really not impressed and Cass is so glad she's manages to avoid this odd family tradition...

So, by law, Damian is both Bruce's son and great great grandson, Dick's great grandson, Jason's grandson, and Tim and Bernard's son. Bruce eventually forces them all to a courthouse to get paperwork done so he can make them all regular siblings and all his children, but they all complain the entire time and Tim accuses Bruce of taking him from his Father, Jason throws in some fake tears, Dick makes himself dramatically pass out... The press eat it up.