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At Your Command, Before You Here I Stand by saturn_saturniidae
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
18 Aug 2025
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All of the Waynes are captured at once- all but one.
Deathstroke is there to keep them in, Nightwing comes to get them out. (None of them knew just how good Nightwing was at keeping certain parts of himself in, or how good Deathstroke was at bringing those parts out.)
[Apprentice Dick Week 2025, Day One - “That’s my boy” / Bats Find Out / Conditioning] // [Title from The Masochism Tango - Tom Lehrer]
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- Part 3 of Slade (and?) Dick Fics
- Part 11 of Saturn Spins
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08 Nov 2025
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Son, Can You Play Me a Memory? by midnight_madness0615
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
04 Aug 2025
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By now he knew how to read Bruce so well he need not put words to it. All Dick had to do was lay eyes on the man, and he’d know exactly what he was feeling. The moment in question?
He’s still angry.
The revelation sent Dick’s stomach to his feet where he’d frozen in the middle of the kitchen. One hand grasped a glass baking dish while he donned his favorite strawberry-patterned apron around his waist.
Bruce silently eyed Dick, taking in the dish, the ingredients left on the counter, and more importantly, the half empty beer bottle.
Dick didn’t want to fight.
And he really wanted brownies.
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08 Nov 2025
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“Christ,” Slade mutters under his breath, low but loud enough for Dick to hear it. “In case you’ve forgotten, Richard, I do not have a fail rate. That is because I take contracts that I know I will win. And yet here you are, trying to bat those pretty blues at me to get me to fight the fucking Batman. Who, as you’ve briefed, is likely well within a berserk state. And you want me to fight him without killing him.”
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Dick gets a call in the midst of his heat informing him that Bruce has been kidnapped and is likely compromised due to an Ivy concoction. Dick refuses to get any of his family involved, well aware how dangerous Bruce is when in a rage. Slade is unfortunately the only person Dick can think of that can go toe to toe with a feral Batman long enough for a rescue.
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27 Oct 2025
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Haven't I Given Enough? by Valpalmalec
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics)
22 Oct 2025
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There was only one thing Scarecrow wanted to inflict. Fear.
In his head, Dick was grateful he was the one in the hot seat. He always had a harder time watching his loved ones be in pain than taking the pain himself. That face was one of the leading reasons behind almost everything he does. Furthermore, he and Bruce have been testing his level of resistance to Scarecrow's fear gas, and compared to the others- even Bruce- he was the best option for this. Right?
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OR: Scarecrow makes a fear toxin specifically for Nightwing, who seems to be immune to his normal batch. And maybe Dick could handle a newer version of the gas... if there wasn't also a device attached to his head that analyzed his thoughts to make him face his greatest fears...
What's worse is that his family, who have basically shut him out since his return from Spyral- from the dead- is there to witness his fall.
*Title from the song 'Gilded Lily' by Cults
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22 Oct 2025
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There's an annoying, insufferable smirk on Dick’s face that makes him want to actually deck him. He doesn't, but he feels like he should. “Finally interested in my life, Little Wing?”
Jason rolls his eyes under his domino mask, hoping Dick could somehow see it through them. “More like wanting to know why you’re lurking around my damn territory. Again.”
Dick pouts— yeah, Jason should definitely punch his face— and leans forward on his elbows, hands supporting his fatass head. “Relax. I just came to help Robin out with training and thought you would want some company too.”
Jason stares at him flatly, even though the muscles in his jaw twitched slightly. “Does it look like I want some company?”
The asshole hums, eyes probably studying him under his mask. “You convince yourself that you don’t, but here we are, eating dinner together.”
Jason glares at him… and yet, never denies it. Because he did agree to eat dinner.
Doesn't mean he likes it, though.
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Two brothers who call each other nothing and everything, trying to figure out what’s left between them when Gotham refuses to let either of them be whole.
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16 Oct 2025