@bluedhaven.bsky.social He’s coming with gifts.

“Anything useful?” He could tell something was up. It was all over Tim’s body language, the boy was stressed about something. But he wouldn’t force it out of Tim, no. Tim was a young man moving through a crucial and pivotal time in his life. When he was ready to talk, Bruce would let him.

“Tim?” Bruce looked over at Tim. “Did you say something?” Bruce had no idea what Tim was dealing with. But he heard his son muttering words to himself, and that was always a sign of something. “Something you need to talk about, son?”

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“No.” He shook his head. “We don’t have time for that right now. You called me here for help. Lets not waste time eating ice cream.” Bruce looked out at the skyline. “You said they’re smuggling alien tech. Do you know who. And what for?”

Don’t litter.

“Ice cream?” Batman looked down at Nightwing. “Where were you going to throw that out? I don’t see a garbage can up here.”

𝓒𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓮 𝓚𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮𝔂. 𝓑𝒶𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓃'𝓈 𝒜𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒸𝑒 ~ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴀʟ. ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ᴅᴇᴛ. ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ʟɪᴛ. ꜱᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. ꜱʟ/ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ. ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱ/ɴᴏᴛ. ᴍᴠ. #roleplay #dcrp (ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʀᴜʟᴇꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴀᴄᴛɪɴɢ.) ᶜʳᵉᵈⁱᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵒᵖʰⁱ_ˡⁱˡˡⁱˢ ᵒⁿ ⁱⁿˢᵗᵃᵍʳᵃᵐ

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ❝ I do not have to hide from who I am now. ❞ ㅤㅤ

“I can’t.” He shook his head. “I can’t believe it, Dick. Being a grandfather is strange to me. But whats even stranger is that these are your children. I remember adopting you. I remember taking you on your first patrol. I remember being out on your last. I remember it all, Dick. I know —

10:04 PM.

“I see.” He nodded. “I’m—“ Deep breath. “Grandpa. I’m supposed to overspend. They’re my grandchildren. Where you say no, I say yes.” All of the years of mental practice, the years of playing all sorts of mind games to ensure his brain was a fortress have been thrown out of the —

@bluedhaven.bsky.social Bruce turned to Dick. “I wish you would have told me. I would have arranged to have had diapers and such ready.” He looked down at his.. grandchildren. They were sound asleep, barely moving. To be so small again. “Congratulations, son.” He placed his hand —

ㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗗𝗘𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗬. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

Do what you need to to ensure their safety.

I’ll believe it. And I’ll be disappointed. Clark entrusted you to be a mentor to Jon. Be careful with who you’re introducing him with, Dick. If you didn’t introduce him to them, make sure he isn’t making rash decisions with new friends. You’re his older brother. Watch him.

Did he really offer his blood?

𝗝𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗱. ❝𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘯.❞ Independent portrayal of Jason Todd. DC RP . MV . MS w/ chem . bi. semi-det . semi-lit . selective mature/dark/triggering content 21+ writer, experienced, friendly #Roleplay #RoleplayAccount #DCRP

Tinkering in the cave.

A couple minutes later, Bruce came back out. “Ready to go?” He slid back into the drivers seat, then turned to the boy. “So, where does he live? Where am I going?” He tapped on the screen inside the car, then scrolled through it to pull up the GPS.

“You.” He placed his hand on the back of Dick’s head and ruffled his hair affectionately. “Are the most important part of that circle.” Bruce reassured the boy, parking right outside the donut shop. “Alright, go in and get a dozen. I’ll run across the street and get the wine.”

“Paid?” He spun his chair around and placed his hand on his chin, stroking it. “Lets see. I adopted you around 10, you left around 19. Paid for your food, water, extra-curricular activities… think I paid you a little over… a million. We’re even.” He joked. He’d do it all over again.

“You have to have the will to see things through.”

“Do you remember how to do it?” He gestured to the toolbox and rack with all sorts of oils and cleaning supplies on it. “Feel free to give it a wash while you’re at it, too.”

“A really short vacation is sleeping for five minutes.” He bounced his brows. “I don’t need to meet anybody.” Truth be told, relationships only ever came with baggage and headaches. Usually his. He couldn’t hold up his end of the deal, it would be unfair to his partner. “Besides, I have —

“I’m content with the friends I have now.” He shrugged. “Clark, Diana, Arthur. I enjoy seeing them when I do.” Which is often only for work related things. They didn’t spend much time together outside of the Hall of Justice, but they were valuable connections to him. They all understood —

“Horrible.”

“I’m happy. You don’t need to worry about that.” And that was true. Being Batman made him happy. Keeping people safe made him happy. Striking fear into the hearts of those who wished to harm the innocent made him happy.

“I’m glad you’re making friends.” He gave a soft, warm smile. For a second he almost suggested inviting some over. But he knew how children could be. He wanted kids to like Dick for who he was and not because of the place he lived or because of how privileged he was. This was something he —

“Ha. Very funny.” He rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Well, I’m here to support any decision you make.”

@bluedhaven.bsky.social “You’re getting married?”

“We can stop somewhere. Theres a liquor store near the donut shop, I can pick them up a bottle of wine.” He shrugged, driving through the empty road that lead them into the city. He couldn’t promise he’d be everywhere all of the time. But he’d do his best, and hopefully that would be enough. —

“I’d just like to meet them is all. I’d like to know who I’m trusting with my son.” Close close? Was he implying something? Whatever, he wouldn’t pry. If there was something Dick wanted to tell him, he’d let him come to him when he was ready.

“Sounds like a plan.” He slid into his shoes and grabbed his keys. “Will his parents be there?”

“I’m never too busy for my son.” He shook his head and closed his computer, then stood up. “Where am I bringing you?”

“We’ll try the new Mediterranean place.” He nodded. “Did you need a ride somewhere? I can bring you wherever you need to meet him.”

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