#thotwing

Rules of being Nightwing:

1- always be the baddest bitch

In Canon: I always liked the idea of Tim having a sort of crush on Robin, that stemmed from a little bit of hero worship, back when he was running around taking photos. Once Jason dies the feelings get kind of muted, but lingering underneath is still a painful longing. Then, when Jason comes back the feelings are “ignited” but it would never cross his mind to act on them. He doesn’t want to push boundaries. Whereas with Jason, after the first few murder attempts once he’s calmed down and realizes he’s not mad at Tim, he’s mad at Bruce, it hits him full force and he’s like, “Well, shit. I kind of like him.” (Kind of meaning 100% definitely totally, Jason, who are you kidding)

{I wasn’t sure if you want a fic or head canons so I hope youdon’t mind but I lurked through your blog and saw your a jaytim fan and I hopeyou dont mind it I use all of the bat bros plus wally and Jon if you had adifferent idea of what you wanted please let me know ^^)

Halloween Prompts

Jason

-At first he is shockbecause someone is actually dressed like him ??? Like the Red Hood ??? he isjust shocked but then is happy especially when he hears a little girl say shethinks he’s the best hero and she hopes to meet him one day

-He would so give every kiddressed as the Red Hood extra candy and not those fun size ones I’m talkingabout those king size ones, and makes sure they get extra if they are from theslums.

-He cooed, actually cooedwhen he saw a little boy run up to him while he was in uniform and gave him ahug and thanked him for being his hero. Jason did not cry. Tim has proof thathe did.

-He takes a bunch of pictures because he is so gonna rubit in Dick’s face when he sees how many kids are in Red Hood costumes.

Tim

-He already knew that a bunch of kids dressed like RedRobin, although he has to stop himself from yelling at the kids that he was thereason why the next generation of Robins started wearing pants and not thatsilly underwear that Bruce made Dick and Jason wore.

-Still he’s flattered that there are some kids that wear hisoutfit although he really has to stop himself from telling a kid that his bowstaff was not a long whacking stick.

-He’s always cooeing when he sees a little Red Hood and aRed Robin walking hand in hand and he has to take a picture of it.

-Jason is always laughing when he sees someone dressed as Timwhile drinking coffee-he finds out that Steph has told the kids if they drinkcoffee the real Red Robin would show up and take it from them.

-They just drink the coffee just so they can see him and don’tcare if he steals it from them or not

-Tim once decided to dressed as himself just to see what thekids would say … it did not go so well since the kids kept telling him that hiscostume was wrong and that the real red robin would never wear something likethat.

-Needless to say he went home a tad bit upset, his moodchange from upset to shock when he found out Jason dressed as him and everyonethought he was the real Red Robin

Dick

-Dick would be ecstatic !!!!!!

-He would be at the Manor and see all the cute little Nightwingcostumes and take tones of pictures of them

-He would also ask tones of questions like what is it aboutNightwing they like

-He’s always squealing when they tell him they think he’sbrave and awesome

-Of course he’s always dying when he sees when he seessomeone trying to imitate his moves

-Dick is always handing the ones dressed as Nightwing and KidFlash the best candy

-If they are dressed as Robin they get three extra pieces

Wally

-Wally isn’t a fan of Halloween which shocks everyone, buthe always loves it when the kids dress like him

-He loves it even more when he sees some of the kids jokinglysay they are the flash and run as fast as their little legs could go

-He especially loves it when he sees a lot of them playingrobbers and how they try to chase the person who stole all the candy as fast asthey could

-Like Dick he gives out the most candy to those who aredressed as him, he gives even more candy if they are dressed as his boyfriendin his old costume.

Damian

-Damian has to be duck taped so he doesn’t criticize any ofthe kids who got his outfit wrong

-he wears pants not that crazy underwear that Grayson andTodd wore, and he has a cloak okay? It’s a cloak not a cape !!!

-He of course will be happy to see the effort that they putin trying to bring his outfit to life

-Jon has to remind him constantly that he should be gratefulthat he has fans

-“I guess they aren’t horrible,” is probably the closestthey are ever gonna get to a compliment

Jon

-He is like a puppy

-Overly excitedly and has to contain himself from fangirling

-Damian is always reminding him that anyone can wear hiscostume all they have to do is go to Hot Topic to get his shirt and jeans

-Jon doesn’t care he’s just happy that children want todress up as him

-he gets even more excited to see a dog dressed as him

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Jason caught Tim under the arms as he was ejected from the interdimensional portal they’d been sucked into.

“Thanks, Hood,” Tim said when he was set back on his feet and brushed the dust and dirt from his uniform.

“Any idea where we ended up?” Jason asked, turning to look at the desert land that surrounded them.

Tim sighed and pulled up his wrist computer to do a quick search of historical events.

“Somewhere in the multiverse,” he grumbled. “From what I can tell it looks like there was a third world war that caused for a different distribution of countries. Some space exploration group called the Galaxy Garrison has funded a lot of research into the development of space travel.”

“Any sign of-”

What Jason was about to ask was cut off when the wind picked up around them. Tim braced a hand against his head as the dust swirled and would’ve gotten into his eyes without the protection of his domino.

“What the hell is that?” Jason asked, wrapping an arm around Tim to pull him out of the way.

“Jason let me see,” Tim grumbled struggling in his hold.

The ground rumbled underneath them as whatever it was landed and the dust settled. Tim broke out of Jason’s hold and turned to find a large machine standing behind them.

“This is the Black Paladin of Voltron. Report your intentions towards Earth immediately,” it said, a human voice coming through the speakers a little strange and distorted.

Jason and Tim shared a look.

Tim raised his hands. “We’re from Earth. We were transported here from a different region of the multiverse.”

The robot didn’t make a move for a moment and Tim was almost worried that it was going to slam a large metal fist down on their heads. The two of them could do a lot of things, but neither of them had super strength or other useful superpowers.

In a flash of light the machine broke apart, five separate robotic lions taking its place. They settled into the dust, lowering their heads as the jaws opened.

Two men exited the black Lion and walked over to them.

“You’re from a different part of the multiverse?” the one wearing a black suit asked.

Tim nodded. “We got blasted here by one of the guys we were fighting.”

The shorter of the two squinted and looked them up and down, crossing his arms.

“What are you two supposed to be anyway?”

“We’re vigilantes,” Tim said slowly, trying to fight back any irritation that might surface. He had to remember their circumstances and making enemies of the people that could help them would definitely delay their return to their own dimension. “We protect our city and fight crime.”

“And you just happened to end up here?” he scoffed.

“It’s not like we chose to come here on purpose,” Jason snapped.

“Jason,” Tim said, placing a hand on his arm. 

“What happened to no names in the field?” Jason asked.

Tim rolled his eyes. “Since when have you ever followed that rule? And it’s not like anyone here knows us. I don’t suppose you have a city named Gotham on one of your coasts.”

The man with white hair shook his head. “Never heard of it.”

“See?” Tim asked. “Safe enough. This is Jason and I’m Tim. I don’t suppose you know how we might be able to get back to our own universe? We weren’t exactly gifted with the technology that sent us here.”

“Pidge might be able to help you with that,” the white-haired man said. “My name is Shiro and this is Keith. You’ll meet the other paladins soon.”

“Paladins?” Tim asked, interest piqued.

“That’s what we are,” Shiro explained. “We’re the Paladins of Voltron.”

“And Voltron was that giant robot thing that you were a second ago?”

“Whatever you do, don’t let him anywhere near your research,” Jason broke in.

Keith snickered. “That sounds a lot like Pidge.”

Shiro chuckled. “Come on. You can board our Lion and we’ll head back to the Garrison. There’s a lot we need to discuss and it’s not best to do it out in the middle of the desert.”

“Thanks,” Jason said. “I’d rather not deal with Tim’s whiny ass when he has to sweat for more than five minutes.”

“Shut up, Jason,” Tim said, giving him a shove as they followed Shiro and Keith back towards the Black Lion.

“It’s not my fault you burn,” Jason said, throwing an arm around Tim’s shoulders. Tim rolled his eyes, ignoring the jab.

They climbed up the ramp into the Lion and what Tim thought would be a small machine used to fly had much more cargo space inside.

“Woah,” Tim breathed once them stepped into the cockpit.

“Oh, here we go,” Jason grumbled. “You might never be able to get rid of him now.”

“This technology is amazing. It’s more advanced than anything I’ve ever seen and is that a different language?” Tim asked, grin pulling at his lips.

“It’s Altean,” Shiro explained as Keith directed the Lion off the ground and back towards the Garrison. “This ship is over 10,000 years old.”

“Holy shit,” he said, nearly vibrating in place.

Jason heaved a sigh that sounded nothing but fond, and wrapped an arm around Tim’s waist. “Looks like we’re going to be here a little longer than planned.”

(So… I kinda took this prompt and wrote a 2k fic instead. Oops? I was originally going to do pre-season 2 but then I thought: what would make this worse? Ah, post-Endgame. Wally is back because of *mumblemumble* reasons.)

The wound in his leg was deep. Too deep. Wally slumped against the wall. Every time he tried to tap into the speed force, the wound bled faster, pain lancing through his thigh with enough force to make him see stars. It would heal eventually, but eventually did not help when half a dozen heavily-armed and heavily-muscled guys were bearing down upon him.

He let himself slide to the floor, lightheaded from the effort it had taken to remain upright. He wasn’t even supposed to be here. Black Canary hadn’t cleared him for active duty yet, and he didn’t even have a new hero name to replace the one he’d given to Bart.

But most of the Team had been on other missions, and he wasn’t about to let Nightwing go into the field without backup. God, he hoped Nightwing was in better shape than he was. This was supposed to be a simple recon mission. In and out. Automated defence systems Nightwing could take out in his sleep.

Their intel had been wrong. Badly wrong.

And now Wally was trapped in a corner, his rabbit-heart pushing blood out of his wound faster than his body could clot it.

Now… this is a tough one, because there are like a lot of choices that one wouldn´t expect that would actually turn out to be good babysitters

If I have to choose only one though, I´d say Damian for the single reason that Damian adores little Gabe as much as Dick adores Damian.Damian is the littlest Wayne and is treated as such by everyone in the family. Gabe would be quite the pleasant surprise because now Damian isn´t the youngest Wayne and he now has someone to look after. 

Most people would think Damian is not a good babysitter or role model at all, but he surprises even Alfred when it comes to keeping Gabe busy for hours to no end either playing silly games with soft toys or bouncing him on his knee or playing with Titus. Damian would learn very quickly how to change diapers, prepare the bottles, he´d even learn how to bathe Gabe and whose doctor to call if during babysitting hours his little nephew shows even the slightest of symptoms. Damian would also be very fond of curling in a couch in the library and read books in his mother tongue to Gabe, who´d be wrapped in blankets and with his bottle or pacifier settled in his lap, 

I love you. This is one of my favorite topics to think about. 

For me, T/K/C is a story that started unfolding  v e r y  slowly from pretty much the moment YJ finalized their early roster. Cassie’s attraction to Kon was always there, as was the UST between Kon and Tim and the deep respect between Tim and Cassie; but they were all kids at the time and emotions are complicated and everybody had maturing to do before they’d in any way be ready for relationships. 

(Though Kon absolutely kissed Tim on accident once while trying to get him to do something incredibly immature, like Gay Chicken, and it sent him (Kon) into a panicky spiral of self-realization when he realized he liked boys too. Tim already knew he was bi and thus only had to deal with the revelation that he didn’t mind getting kissed by Kon in particular.)

When they joined the TT and Kon & Cassie got together, Tim...was jealous. Of both of them. Which surprised him because it’s the first time he's registered that he’s attracted to them both. And then he feels like shit because that is not how friends are supposed to feel about friends finding love with each other, so he commits himself to being the happy and supportive best friend they both need. 

And then Kon dies. And Bart dies. And Tim and Cassie both break, and they fall together, and it’s awful, but it’s also like a life perserver, it gets them back to the point where their feet touch the ground. And even at his lowest point, Tim tells Cassie everything he can’t bare to tell his family. 

(Red Robin #3 made me cry like a baby)

Then Kon comes back, and he and Cassie try again, but there’s something different, something missing. At some point they realize that they’re both missing and worrying about Tim, and talking that out is when they realize that oh, they both want him. So once he’s in a better mental place they start gradually flirting with him again, first one-on-one so as to gauge his reaction and not scare him off and then finally pulling him into a room at the Tower for some solid polyamory negotiations. 

So yeah, it starts off as a big mess of compulsive monogamy and growing up, but once they’ve gone through hell and back they realize that they need each other and anyone who doesn’t like it can die mad. 

Dick: bold of you to assume I’m eating the brussel sprouts.  Also isn’t it a bit early for Chinese food?