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Who kills their own brother? by ALzzza
Fandoms: Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types
15 Mar 2026
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“You weren’t at the funeral.” Dick’s eyes burn and emotion builds in him so quickly he has to look away, swallowing to no affect. “People asked about you.”
Or: Dick and Bruce's fight from the lens of Dick and Jason maintaining a stronger relationship before his death.
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- Part 2 of whistle in the dark
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Five times Dick’s the first to reach out, plus the one time he isn’t by ALzzza
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
14 Mar 2026
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Dick doesn’t just give Jason his number. If he’s similar to Dick at that age by even a fraction. Well, let’s just say Dick’s not holding his breath on a phone call.
Or: an exploration of Jason and Dick’s early relationship.
Or: Hey, got your number off Alfred. I meant what I said about calling – Dick
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- Part 1 of whistle in the dark
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Jason bites back a groan at the flash of what could only be Dick’s fingerstripes a rooftop over. The last thing he needs right now is Nightwing poking his nose in his business. He’s tired and achy and cold. The rains been non-stop all night and it’s soaking through to places that shouldn’t be possible.
Jason wants to go home. If it weren’t for the time-sensitive nature of the lead he’s chasing, the sight of Dick would definitely have sent him there.
Or, Jay's in pre-heat and Dick gets a little overprotective
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Tim doesn’t let his breathing change when he comes through, doesn’t move. His head’s throbbing, and his shoulders burn worse than his wrists.
He’s tied up, and he notes his missing gear as he strains his hearing for a clue of his surroundings. There’s a buzz of something in the silence, electronic. He’s missing his gloves, his boots. Utility belt, comm. His mask, he realises last.
“Pretty good,” someone says, closer than Tim expected and he has to hold back a flinch as well as force himself to stay still. The voice is distorted, deep. Clear in a way he’s sure would cut through distance, and it cuts the silence just as well, barely three feet in front of Tim. “Could use work. You couldn’t stop your arms twitching.”
Tim doesn’t need to open his eyes to figure out who it is. He got a good look at the Red Hood before he decided to tie him to a chair.
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- Part 1 of But what if there never is an end?
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Bruce was right about one thing, Jason figures in the wake of it. Drake is by far the better Robin.
Tim’s been missing three days when Joker’s found dead on a service road in Amusement Mile. It’s sloppy. It stinks of desperation. Bruce never explicitly taught them how to dispose of a body but all of them know. Jason thinks about that.
He wonders if Bruce would’ve been more forgiving if Drake never let him find out. He wonders if Drake left it there on purpose. Accountability for his guilt, maybe, the kind of trail Bruce would’ve taught him to leave.
Drake’s still missing as far as he can tell. Bruce is tearing through Gotham every night with the kind of brutal efficiency nightmares are made of. And Drake’s still missing.
Or, Jason doesn’t have any brothers. Dick doesn’t count. Tim definitely doesn’t count.
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“So, what’s the plan?” Tim asks, frowning slightly.
Bruce regards them both. “Barbara’s doing some digging. His last phone call mentioned rising crime rates between the vampires in Bludhaven.”
Damian’s expression drops into a scowl. “You mean his conversation with the mayor.”
Bruce grunts and Damian’s eyes narrow. “Grayson wouldn’t just walk himself into a vampire bite, Father, it was clearly a trap—”
“We can’t make assumptions,” Tim interrupts him, no real dispute in his voice. He’s frowning harder, continues, “We should check out Bludhaven—” and Damian’s glare dies between one quick glance and another, turning back to Bruce as he straightens in place.
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- Part 5 of vamps my beloved
- Part 2 of vamp!dick
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Dick finds out about Jason from the front page. Jason’s death only makes page 5, his birthday’s on the third line and it burns into Dick's eyes in time with the date next it. He gets his blood type and teen cig addiction from the file he steals from Bruce at twenty-one. The hairline fractures. Joker.
Jason suffocated faster than he was crushed, it’s in between each line of the blotched report.
Dick knows about Red Hood from the three early morning news channels he flicks through at twenty-four. He's been standing in the Manor for a month watching the fire in Gotham unfold, and he feels every second of it when he still has to read Jason’s DNA match over Bruce’s shoulder.
It’s dated three days prior.
Or, it takes Dick onto a decade to figure out the list of reasons Jason and Dick aren’t brothers is the same as the list of reasons they are.
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“Look,” Tim starts. “I’m sure you're very good at stopping the city from imploding or whatever but can you please stop walking in without warning. This is the fourth time my hydrangeas have exploded this week.”
Jason, already at the counter, uncaring of the flowers that just hissed and sent petals flying everywhere, eyes him dubiously. Tim sends him a glare. “Wow,” Jason replies, sarcasm so heavy it’s practically lined up behind him. “You are so welcome.”
Or, from the prompt 'magical curse breaker vs hero (idiot) who keeps getting themselves cursed' in my ideas doc
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It’s nearing five in the morning when Jason rolls into the Cave. Naturally, the lights are still on. He can make out the whirling of the computer before he’s even put his stand down.
It’s been a long night. Cold in a way that sticks, dragging in a way that sinks bone deep. The stretch of his shoulders, every old ache he’d rather forget. It’s all there under his skin and most of all, the insistent dreariness he feels standing under the high cavernous ceilings—that he’d rather be doing anything but facing Bruce.
It never completely leaves, but it’s not bad enough tonight to bother making his journey any longer. The manor, inconveniently, is his closest home-base at the moment.
So, he sucks it up. He ignores his surroundings even with the rustle of movement stepping on every one of his senses. And it’s not until he’s put his best dent in the manor’s hot water that he realizes it isn’t Bruce sitting up at the computer—it’s Dick.
Jason startles with the realization that might be worse.
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i like to think the wind won’t change up here by ALzzza
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
20 Apr 2025
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Dick comes home to Jason hovering in his living room, and it wouldn’t normally make his heart spike and scent sour but it’s a—combination of things. He’s tired, bone deep, wrung out like all that’s left is bone, heavy, unrelenting. Exhaustion is dragging at his limbs, and he’s been fighting all night; one and two—he’s tired, he can’t take anyone in a fight right now, and no one of Jason’s caliber.
Then—it’s Jason, heavy set and grown. He looms in the dim light, and it catches Dick’s attention before he can dismiss it, makes his nerves flare. Three.
His scent, which walking in just smells of the hints of sweetness omegas tend to have, and it makes his panic flare brighter than anything else before he can stop and think. To wonder at the lack of scent blockers. To wonder at Jason being in his apartment.
Patrol had been… bad. It’s on his mind. Four. Five.
Jason catches it and goes carefully, damningly still.
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Jason’s halfway through restocking the shop’s supplies when Tim swings into the backroom and hisses, “Bruce Wayne is in our fucking line.”
It’s 9 o’clock on a Thursday. Jason’s shift started an hour ago. It’s only him and Tim in the shop and Jason knows from experience the morning rush does not allow this kind of gossip break. Hell, he’s only out back because Tim hates restocking for some reason. If Jason goes fast enough to viably put the milk away last, he can get away with not showing his face for half an hour.
“So?” he says, hands half-full of cleaning supplies.
“So,” Tim says, voice still bordering a hiss as he walks into the backroom. Jason can only imagine what kind of impatience is unfolding outside. “You serve him.”
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Dick twists, this time pining Tim with his jaw firmly trapping his neck, teeth sharp in a way his playful nips and incessant scenting never is. Tim goes still, and contentment rolls through Dick at having his packmate under him. It only lasts a second. Tim shifts: not an arch but a careful test of bounds and Dick lets him, suddenly much more interested in possible retaliation.
or, platonic abo
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Dick: How about no
Dami: 🔪
Dami has changed their name to Fuck you
Fuck you has left the chat
Tim: well
Tim: i think that went better than expected
Dick: Remember when you asked me why Dami didn’t like you three months ago?
Tim: i have no recollection of this, no
Dick: This is why
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“You know, I think I get why you never looked at me.” Dick turns but can’t bring himself to fully face Jason. He’s got his helmet on anyway, every effort seems wasted. The cave is empty around them, stiller than the night ever is outside its walls.
It’s just him and Jay for some accidental reason. Dick’s looking over a chemical diagnosis and everyone else is either still on patrol or upstairs, asleep. Jason says from his position, slouched against the railing, “It’s kinda ironic, huh.” And the accidental reason is starting to seem a lot less accidental.
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Dick doesn’t at all lose his pout, brow furrowing. Bruce reaches over to tug at his cape only for Dick’s hand to immediately dart out and bat him away. He shifts from Bruce’s side, nearly rolling away. Bruce twists as he loses sight of him. Dick’s escape ends in him collapsed into his pillows; cape pulled over his head. “Hmm.”
Bruce looks to Alfred after a moment, to which Alfred sends him a dry look. “Couldn’t barter the cape?”
Alfred’s eyes narrow as if this is entirely Bruce’s influence.
Or I had a very abrupt thought of ‘omg do you think dick ever refused to take off his robin suit as a kid’ and here we are
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Tim isn’t the first person to notice it about himself. It’s something he knows, intrinsically. His parents prefer him out of the way most of the time, so he gets good at drifting around them unnoticed. At creeping around corners and pretending he can’t hear them talking unless he’s being spoken to directly. He gets dressed up in his best suit—new, most of the time—to stand at his parent’s side at Galas but—
He’s been invited to confirm his existence—not to talk or dance or drift from his parents’ side. He’s good at blending in at their side. No one ever looks at him, talks to him. He can let his eyes wander if he’s careful and his parents don’t care if he listens to their conversations as long as he doesn’t interrupt. He’s good at it. Practiced.
Or Tim can turn invisible. No, he does not realise this.
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Bruce wakes up to something wrong Tuesday morning. The sun shines blurred lines through his curtains and his body aches too entirely from last night’s patrol for him to identify the ends. Everything is exactly as it should be.
The air is temperate and lulled by the birds outside. He feels not too tired to be restless and his phone blinks to life peacefully, fully charged.
Something is very very wrong.
Or Bruce wakes up to an empty house and doesn’t know what to do with himself.
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Tim’s consciousness fades in and out in shades of grey, never quite letting him rest. To block out the pain. Then—
Tim’s burning. He jerks, only for everything to flare brighter. He doesn’t make it upright; his vision blacks and Tim returns to himself... later. His eyes sting. The sun is so bright overhead and it's lucky Tim doesn’t need to breathe because it feels like he’ll never be able to move his chest ever again.
Probably should’ve asked more questions on the healing, he thinks dimly.
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- Part 3 of vampire!tim
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“Where are all the flippy things?”
Or, Steph is not having the best time completing her food-making adventure
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- Part 12 of Heart of the Home
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So, you've been turned into a vampire? Step one: by ALzzza
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics)
29 Dec 2022
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The moment Alfred appears in the doorway Bruce is alert that something's wrong. “Alfred?” he asks, already standing and walking towards him.
“It’s Master Dick, sir,” Alfred fills in, leading Bruce back down the hall. He says as they walk, “He’s just shown up in… quite a state.”
Bruce glances over, taking in Alfred’s pallor, and his lips thin. He glances back down the hall and they arrive at the lowest level before any question can form amidst his worry. “Alfred?” he asks quietly as they approach the dining room.
“He’s covered in blood,” Alfred answers just as quietly, eyes flicking over, expression tight. “He’s not injured but he’s decidedly…” his lips purse. “Not himself.”
Or, Dick kills a bunch of vampires and then goes home
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- Part 1 of vamp!dick
- Part 4 of vamps my beloved