My Gender Is Rickrolling

Saw someone on TikTok say that Dick was awful because he didn’t go to Jason’s funeral.

Dick was off world when Jason died, by the time he got back Bruce had already held Jason’s funeral.

I dont think he wants help Bruce…

the joy of realizing someone is a similar type of freak as you

Headcanon that one time Dick got so pissed off at Bruce that he anonymously told a reporter that Bruce Wayne had a crush on Batman but Batman rejected him.

Sometimes I think I’m a little insane because I’m so sick of pretending like Jason Todd isn’t fine as fuck but I’m such a huge Nightwing fan I feel like I’m betraying him…AS IF HE ISN’T A LITERAL DRAWING HELLO??!????!!???

Okay, I’ll bite, who the hell is Neal Caffrey and why is he Dick Grayson?

Anyone have Supergirl centric fanfic recs that isn’t based on the show? Like comics based? Pls pls pls

I’m not going to put this on the post itself, but I stared at this for like ten minutes wondering why it made my brain fritz before realizing it’s because it seems appropriate on the surface, but it’s kind of…the other way around?

Which is freaking weird given the general impressions these characters leave. If you were asked to sort them as the Emotion Boy and the Manly Man, the instinctive choice seems obvious. But their respective responses to negative emotions are, uh.

Jason comes back home screaming about how he was wronged while heavily armed.

Dick literally moves to another city/job/identity instead of talking to people. Other people are for talking about THEIR emotions! Because you’re a supportive leader/mentor/big brother figure! This is fine! *room catches on fire* This is fine!!!!

Jason: *fires a semiautomatic into the air* NOW THAT YOU HAVE LISTENED TO MY TWELVE POINT ESSAY ABOUT WHY I HAVE A GRUDGE AGAINST YOU, Jason: I will assign you three very specific tasks to get back in my good graces. Jason: They’re impossible. I hope you like ‘Scarborough Fair’.

Dick: *stops acting fine exactly long enough to start a fight with a scapegoat over something more justifiable than why he’s really upset, punches them until the fight artfully destroys his shirt, then goes back to repressing and working out the rage shakes on bank robbers*

(Sometimes he can cajole himself into asking for advice from dubious sources ((Bruce when he’s being written as emotionally inept; Deathstroke???; civilians with no information about his situation)), which is at least adjacent to talking about your feelings.)

In conclusion: Alfred: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Master Dick? Dick: No. But how are you doing, Alfred? You’ve looked tired recently. Jason: I do. Alfred: We know, Master Jason. Jason: I’m mad. Alfred, looking very tired indeed: We know, Master Jason.

Delighted at the thought of Bruce Wayne having to be an actual parent

Bruce loving and supporting Dick hours