Jason : Why am I the bad guy?
Dick : I don't know, why am I the pretty one? We all have our thing.
Batfam playing Among Us
Dick: Super Sus, he follows people and disappears at random, every time he's imposter he vent camps. He really likes the vents.
Jason: Kills three or more people every round but somehow no one sees him do it. Kill sprees are his favorite.
Tim: Suspicous of everything and everyone, even if he's the imposter. always has crazy assumptions that somehow are right. Only likes to do tasks if he's alone in a room. Has a kill spree rivalry with Jason. (plays with Kon, Bart and Cass most of the time tho)
Damian: Has somehow perfected winning the game by strategising his kills. Always does his evil laugh and is super pouty when Imposters target him first. Has the best behind the scene commentary, along with Babs.
Babs: Always cracking jokes and says "oop" a lot. Somehow is always the one to find the body. Lord have mercy when she's the imposter.
Steph: Very hesitant to kill when she's imposter. Unless she's mad at someone. Then she's ruthless. most likely to kill someone in front of other people on accident.
Cass: Never talks durring discussions. No one ever suspects her. She gets imposter 80% of the time. And she's scarily good at it. Her and Dami have a competition to kills in every game. Dami started it, she doesn't even try to play his game. She's just that good.
Bruce: No idea how the Hell to play. Forgets to mute himself when he's saying stuff like "Oh I'm imposter". Tasks? What tasks? He just follows whoever he thinks he can trust. Most of the time he picks the right person to tail cause they never kill him. Jason targets him first every time.
Hal: Barry, we need to have a talk.
Barry: What about?
Hal: It's about the blankets.
Barry: The... blankets?
Hal: Every time you come over for a movie night and use one of my blankets, they always disapear.
Barry: ...
Hal: ...?
Barry: sniffs they're just so comfy...
...
Dick: knocks on Wally's door excessivly
Wally: opens it Hey Dickie. What's up?
Dick: Where are they?
Wally: I'm not kidding this time when I say I have no idea what you're talking about.
Dick: The hats, Wally. My hats. Where are they?
Wally: ... sighs and points to a drawr
...
Tim: ...
Bart: ...
Tim, staring at his sweatshirt: Bart-
Bart: OwO??
Tim: literally cannot say no ... You know what? Keep it.
Dick uses Wally as his personal transporter-- a lot. He hardly uses the Zeta anymore because he always has the speedster at hand. It isn't wierd to see the two together all the time but civilians started noticing how the Flash was in Bludhaven a lot. It was a bit odd, seeing as how he is stationed in Central City. What was even wierder was when He sped Nightwing to battle in a Shopping Cart. Nightwing ended up jousting the villain.
✧・゚: *✧・゚Batfam Twitter, Otherwise known as: Idiots with Internet PART 2
Bruce Wayne🗸 @ BrucieWayneOfficial
@ Diamondsareacatsbestfriend Doesn't she look beautiful in her dress for tonights Gala? IMG.29ghv260na.JPG
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Selina Kyle @ Diamondsareacatsbestfriend
@BrucieWayneOfficial Oh, you.
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Hey, join me on insta live later to see if we can convince Dami to put on a panguin onsie! LOL So cute
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Damian Wayne🗸 @ TheBloodSon
@FlyingGraysonJr Grayson, what are you talking about. I will NOT be putting on that abomination.
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Jay Son🗸 @ zombierebellion
20k retweets and I shoot @ sleepwhenimdead with a tranq dart
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Jay Son🗸 @ zombierebellion
@ sleepwhenimdead The people have spoken. OKAY TIMMY, TIME FOR BEDDY-BYE
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Tim Drake🗸 @ sleepwhenimdead
@ zombierebellion HOW COULD YOU ALL, I THOUGHT YOU CARED
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Tim Drake🗸 @ sleepwhenimdead
I woke from being tranqued and it's been 53 hours...
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Dick GAYson🗸 @ FlyingGraysonJr
At least you slept.
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Damian Wayne🗸 @ TheBloodSon
Despite being the most heinous article of clothing I have ever seen, the material is quite comfortable. But I'm never wearing it again.
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Dick GAYson🗸 @ FlyingGraysonJr
@ TheBloodSon But you looked so cute as a panguin! IMG.92htmil83.JPG
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Jay Son🗸 @ zombierebellion
@ FlyingGraysonJr @ TheBloodSon looks normal like that. Minus the sour face.
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Tim Drake🗸 @ sleepwhenimdead
@ FlyingGraysonJr @ TheBloodSon @ zombierebellion he looks so precious even though he's going to kill us all..
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Bruce Wayne🗸 @ BrucieWayneOfficial
Good morning, Gotham. What lovely clouds we have today.
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I don't think you understand, Baby shark is stuck in my head. Send. Help.
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Y'all can talk shit but my shade is Gucci, so watch yourself
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I don't need a nap, I need a coffin.
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I'm never letting @ FlyingGraysonJr name one of my pets again...
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Dick GAYson🗸 @ FlyingGraysonJr
What's wrong with Dingleshnorf?
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Tim Drake🗸 @ sleepwhenimdead
I would say "I need a life" but the reason I'm depressed Is cause I have one
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Everyone stop what you're doing right fucking now and Google Scotland's national animal
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Dick GAYson🗸 @ FlyingGraysonJr
WHAT
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Dick GAYson🗸 @ FlyingGraysonJr
If it's called "submissive", than shouldn't Dominant be called "missive"?
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Damian Wayne🗸 @ TheBloodSon
Selfless acts are only recognised if you want them to be recognised, so does that make it selfless? Good deeds are so often overlooked. what makes a wrong or right? What makes mutual morality? Judge only by personal opinion. But what right is there to judge? Where’s the humanity
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Dick GAYson🗸 @ FlyingGraysonJr
@ itsallaboutspeed Thanks for the "Happy Fathers day to my favorite Dilf" card, Walls.
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@ FlyingGraysonJr Wouldn't have it any other way. 😘
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Hey everyone, Bruce Wayne here asking you to stay home to help stop the spread of Corona Virus. Link:Youtube.watch/BruceWayne/Coronatalk
Damian Wayne has often been depicted for his uncharacteristicly mature and strikingly violent behavior, but he 100% always participates in childish games like "tag" or "hide-and-seek" because, and I quote (His non-existant quote, this is a headcanon don't @ me) "I will not be bested by you imbiciles"
In the end he always has a good time with his brothers (because Dick is normally the one to drag him into it) and if anyone were to point out his smile, he would immediatly deny any and all accusations of having fun.
Dick: Lil' D, If you were an angle; you'd be acute one!
Damian: That was revolting.
Jason: What about me?
Tim: Ad-Jason-t
Dick: High fives Tim
The Batboys have a traditional game that helps 'train' them to always stay on alert, even when they don't expect it-- even at inoportune times... That's at least what they told Bruce so he'd let them play it.
Jason, jumping on the couch: The floor is Lava!
Dick: Jumps on the Chandelier
Tim: Climbs a bookshelf
Damian: Mounts Batcow™
Bruce: Sighs heavily, pulling his legs onto the chair he was already on
-absolute silence-
Dick, already on his aerial ropes: The floor is Lava!
Jason: casually climbs kitchen counter and continues to eat chips while reading
Damian: Climbs on his bed but decides that's not good enough and climbs on top of the canopy
Tim: Casually stands on the bathroom sink, flipping through research like nothing happened
Bruce: Grunts and simply sits in his office chair
Tim, looking around to see everyone lounging in the cave after a particularly long mission: The floor is Lava.
Damian: Jumping onto Bruce's back "Sacrifices must be made father."
Dick: Cartwheeling onto the Batmobile
Jason: Lay's on the ground completely monotone I'm suffering.
Tim: Shrugs and Joins him
The batfamily as romantic types...
Dick: The hopeless romantic and flirt, shameless, makes it known who he likes.
Jason: The confused about emotions but still making an effort; getting flowers that he probably just snatched from a feild, buying chocolates and gets embarassed about any positive feedback.
Tim: Border on stalking until he finds out what they like to use that as a tactical advantage, as well as over-analyzies every scenario.
Damian: Very foreward and very formal with everything, probably escort them to his Dads private yacht for a dinner date under candles and stars, being very serious the entire time.
Bruce: Emotionally constipated but sincere.
Barbra: Drops hints, but a lot of them. At once. Sometimes scares people but no one can turn her down, it's Barbra. Does not take no for an answer.
Cassandra: Very shy around them and makes casual comments; "You look nice today." etc.
Duke: Charming and patient, always there for his romantic interest as a friend first and lover second.
Dick Always seemed to keep his cool with any situation, which is why everyone was surprised that day they learned not to get on his bad side. He was tired from late night training, a fight with two-face and trying to keep his brothers from killing each other and was only running on one cup of coffee since that’s all he had time for before school. Not to mention he was called to the mountain immediately after the bell rang so he didn’t even have a moment to rest.
Back to the present, Artimus and Wally were at each other's throats and their leader wasn’t there to defuse the situation. Robin was in the executive chair in front of the dozen screens surrounding him, rubbing his temple as the shouting made his headache spike. M’gann felt his agony and wanted to go to him but was too caught up making sure Artimus didn’t get a hold of her arrows. Conner was on the other end, holding Wally back but the speedster was struggling so much he let out a frustrated growl. In other words, chaos had broken loose.
Dick’s ‘tough love’ persona came out as he slammed his fist on the surveillance desk making everything on it clatter. “Enough!” He screamed, catching everyone off guard. Wally stopped struggling, staring at his best friend wide-eyed, Conner was surprised but more so focused on his hold of the speedster. Artimus stopped struggling as well, even though M'gann’s telekinetic hold of her released as the martian let out a surprised gasp, widening her eyes as a surge of emotions hit her all at once from everyone. “That’s it, all of you. No wonder We aren’t given any important missions when you are too immature to act like a team! Whether you like it or not, that’s what we are. I don’t care if you aren’t happy about it or don’t want to be friends, fine. But it isn’t fair for all of us to suffer from your ineptitude.” Robin crossed his arms and gave a glare daring anyone to defy him.
Wally and Artimus glance at each other before looking away quickly, one with a scowl and the other in shame. “Pull yourselves together and find mutual ground or the title of ‘young justice league’ will be ripped away from us and we’ll be put back with our mentors as nothing but a sidekick to the public’s eyes. Which defeats the purpose of this team entirely. If you have a problem with that, you might as well leave.” Dick’s gaze hardened, even through his mask everyone could feel his icy gaze. M’gann shuttered, Artimus was scared as hell but covered it in a scowl, Conner found a newfound respect for the teammate he once thought never stuck up for themselves, and Wally was shaking with a blank stare. The ebony huffed, dropping his demeanor for a much more tired expression that they all had failed to notice earlier.
“Robin, buddy, maybe you should go lay down. When was the last time you slept?” Wally quickly forgot his fear and turned into the stoic best friend he’d always been with the other.
“I’m fine, Wally.” Dick shot him a look that spoke ‘touch me if you dare’. The ginger heard the message loud and clear before backing off. The protege of the bat heaved a sigh of frustration before taking his USB from the computer and leaving the team to talk things out without him.
“Robin has a point. We don’t act like a team.” M’gann whispered quietly, on the verge of tears at the thought of being taken away from her friends. Conner stepped to her side with a comforting arm over her shoulder.
“I hate to admit it but he’s right. We screw up on so many missions and for what— arguing with each other?” Artimus grumbled, arms crossed over her chest.
“What are we gonna do about it?” Wally said, being sure to keep his distance from the archer to not spring yet another argument.
Needless to say, Kaldur was pleasantly surprised on his return from Atlantis that his team were doing the bonding exercises he had suggested months ago but was shot down with disgust. He didn’t know what happened but those who were there for the events made a silent promise. Do not make Robin mad.
Do you think since Dick was so young when he started out as Robin that he had, like... snacks in his utility belt. He’s on a mission with Bats one day and he’s eating gummy bears he pulled from his pouch. Cause I do.
Based off of the story line from 'Titans: Rebirth' Vol. 1
My name is Wally West and I'm the fastest man alive. I've been away for a while. My last fight made me get lost in a space outside of time. The speed force. I was so alone and afraid. But there was always something to bring me back. My lightning rod. I don't know if I'm ready to face them again. Or if they're ready to see me alive.
"Who are you?" An escrima stick was held to my head as I crouched on the floor of my old apartment, looking at a photo I always kept with me. There's one thing I forgot to mention. No one remembers me.
"Dick?" I stand and turn, face-to-face with the elusive Hero, Nightwing.
"How do you know that name?" His face contorts into a scowl. Ah, the infamous batglare. "I don't know who you are--" he flipped over the desk that separated us. "How did you get in here?"
"Dick! Please, stop! I'm not here to hurt--" my sentence was cut short by him going to tackle me but a jolt of electricity shooting back and shocking him. I stare at my fingertips in disbelief. okay, weird.
"Did you just tase me?" he grips his palm with a wince. "What the hell, Wally? What was--" He stops, eyes widening. "Wally?" He asked himself. He know me. He knows me! "I don't understand." He mutters as I rush to his side to help him up. "I know you. I know your name..." he continued to talk to himself under his breath. "...but I don't know how."
"I'll explain soon, I promise." I whisper in his ear once pulled in a hug. It was short lived once I pushed him away and resumed my hero posture. "But first... Where are the Titans?"
"Right here." A voice said, from neither me or Dick.
I turn to see my old team surrounding us, weapons all ready. I see Dick's eyes widen from behind the mask from the corner of my vision.
"AH. Hi, guys." Okay Wally. Work fast. They don't remember either. How'd I do that zappy thing.
"Man, did you pick the wrong apartment to bust into, pal." Roy quipped, aiming his quiver straight at me.
They came at me from all side, Roy first. His rock steady determination, though he wasn't expecting me to be fast enough to dodge his arrow.
Then Donna and her protective fury when anyone hurts the ones she loves. I easily evaded her punch.
Lilith and her vulnerable mind to find the Truth. "I sense the intruder has done something to Nightwing! His mental patterns have been altered." She announced. Oh boy.
"What have you done to him?" Garth threw an unwavering punch. How can I prove that I'm not an enemy? They need to remember.
"You guys need to stop!" Dick tried reaching for me but was held back by Donna.
"Who is he?" She scowled as I avoided another blow with my speed.
"It doesn't matter who you are--" Lilith yelled, reaching her powers out and I fall down in pain. "--you can't outrun your own thoughts!" I scream.
"S'okay. We got him!" uhm. Ow. The when-all-else-fails Harper Hook. But when his punch hit, the sparks fly again. The memory dam bursts. He falls to the floor on his knees, cradling his head.
"What are you doing to my friends?" Donna attacked from behind. More sparks. More memories.
"He put Donna into some kind of trance!" Lilith yelled. "Grab him, Garth, and--" She was cut off as they both grab my arms. Sparks fly.
"Wally..." Lilith pulled her hood down. "It's wally." Tears welled in her eyes.
"Wally?" Donna stood back up. "Wally?!"
"I don't understand..." Garth ran a hand through his hair.
Dick still had yet to say something. Staring.
"Dick--" I started. I never figured out what I was going to say.
"Four years." He said, standing from the position I left him in from before the fighting began. "Four years! That's how long It's been!" He lashed out in anger, tears slipping past his mask. The others watched in somber silence. "You..." He started breaking down. "You were alive all along?" His voice cracked.
"Not exactly." I sighed, walking to him. "I was trapped in the speed force. It took me a while but I figured it out." I took his hand. This wasn't exactly how I planned for this to happen but it's now or never. "I needed something strong to bring bring me back." His masked eyes locked with mine and I could almost imagine those wide blue iris underneath it. "My lightning rod."
The way his mask contorted his eyes seemed to grow wider. I leaned closer and paused, waiting for a reaction. Our lips just barley grazing. I could feel his breath hitch on my face. We're so close.
Before I got the chance to doubt myself he lunged forward and connected our lips, holding me close with his arms around my neck. I gripped his waist like a lifeline.
Roy whistled from the sidelines. "It's about time." It was all background noise to me. I was in complete bliss.
Finally, I'm home.
Damian is 3 seconds away from being crushed under the weight of his siblings.
Every time Dick tries to have a serious conversation with Jason it gets shut down very quickly. If anyone asks the context imma just say they’re taking a small break on patrol and Jason took off his helmet to smoke.
saw someone point out that Tim wasn’t immediately jumping to become Robin, and that he had gone to Dick multiple times before deciding that he himself had to step in. I don’t think Tim blames Dick but I do think there’s a tiny bit of resentment because he doesn’t fully understand why Dick couldn’t just come back to Gotham in order to help Bruce instead of a complete stranger doing it.
My plan is to draw everyone’s suits in my style. Last time was Jason and now it’s Dick’s turn.
I just wanted to draw eyes in all honesty. Also I just realized that technically this is the first time I’ve drawn Bruce so that’s fun. You can pry brown eyed Bruce Wayne out of my cold dead hands.
Once again this is very built into my head canons of their relationships. In Dick’s perspective the Jason he had and the one he has now are almost basically two separate people. Their personalities, habits, and mannerisms are almost completely different except for the few rare moments where Jason almost seems like his younger self. Don’t get it mixed up, Dick loves both Jasons. He just sometimes catches glimpses of the old one and feels guilty that he couldn’t protect him. Jason was the first brother he had and the first one he lost, and I think sometimes he gets caught up in what could have been.
Welcome to Damian Wayne on Fear Toxin. He constantly claimed that he was the only blood son and that he was the rightful Wayne heir. So he got rid of his competition. anyways I made their heads balloons cause crusty dusty funky dunky chemical gas.
When you’re technically legally dead you don’t have to attend Galas. However that doesn’t stop you from making fun of your older brother, who is still required to go.
some sad boy in the mirror content for y'all
HE'S SO FIFHFJGKGH
Some other edits I did 🤙
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america's sweetheart olympian 🥇
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I like to think that thanks to Jason's death, Dick's hair became straighter and let it grew bacause he couldn't care less. He was trying to be a good brother to Tim tho, and Timmy was trying to also be a good brother but you know, he was doing the best a little kid could know.