How To Balance Your Daytime And Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You

How To Balance Your Daytime and Nighttime Activities So That You Don't Burn Yourself Out More Than You Already Have

It was halfway through his shift the next day, just after he'd come back from lunch, that the anonymous tip came through. Dick had frozen when he heard it, but only slightly because the others were brushing it off as a prank call.

"'Blockbuster's after someone named Oracle,'" Officer Diaz had scoffed, "What a joke. Aren't kids supposed to know that their stupid prank calls clog the system? What if someone who actually had useful information had needed to call, huh?"

Dick didn't mention that that isn't how the tip system works, nor did he eve attempt to scold the officer for brushing it off, no matter how stupid it seemed. No, instead, he was stuck in his thoughts.

Blockbuster is after Oracle. Why is he after Oracle? It doesn't make sense! No one in Bludhaven, save for himself, should no who she is! Besides, he'd kept all of the attention on himself. No one was able to even think about the heroes or rogues in Gotham without him knowing! Or, so he'd thought. How does Blockbuster know Oracle's name? More importantly at the moment was who sent the tip.

There was another scoff from one of the others. Did he say that out loud? "Look, I know you're new and everything, but shouldn't you know the mean of 'anonymous'?"

He forced himself out of his head, rubbing his neck with his left hand with a fake smile. "Yeah, I do. I guess I'm just a bit out of it today."

"Well, get your head back in the game," Detective Soames snapped, hitting a file on the back of Dick's head, "File that for me, then file the rest on my desk."

"Yes, sir," Dick took the file, ignoring the snickers and snide remarks from his coworkers.

He knows he's not going to be able to fully focus on anything for the rest of the day, possibly not even until after he finds out who sent that tip and how Blockbuster knows Oracle's name.

Oracle. Dick knows she can handle herself, but he doesn't like the fact that anyone knows her name. Not even B knows about Oracle! Babs had spent so much time and energy keeping her online persona from B so that she could have at least something of her own that Dick had taken it upon himself to erase traces connecting him to Oracle. She didn't deserve to have Batman on her ass, nor did she deserve to have Nightwing's enemies go after her!

He shook himself back into the present with a soft sigh. He'll call Barbra as soon as he gets home.

***

"Danny!" Dick calls into the apartment, knowing full well that the kid is in the kitchen, "I'm home!"

"Welcome back," Danny responds from where he's standing at the stove. He, Dick realizes, does not sound happy.

He hangs his coat up on the hooks he installed beside the door, his shoes going on the rack below them. "You good? You sound a bit upset?"

"I am upset." Danny, after getting comfortable around him, has stopped sugar-coating his words, being brutally honest. Dick blinks. "I was going to message Tim, but I saw a lack of apologies from you."

Oh. Dick had meant to do what Danny said last night and apologise to that Tim kid for snapping at him, but he had been a lot more tired than usual and it had slipped his mind. "I was going to use my phone?"

"You don't have his number."

Another thing Dick had come to learn about Danny in the few weeks they'd been living together was that he can't be lied to. He somehow picks up on lies, so even Dick's best efforts - that have fooled even Batman! - are always thwarted.

"I meant to," Dick said, sitting on one of the new barstools at he island counter, "But I was really tired last night."

Danny sighed. "Because you were out longer than you're now used to." He turned the burner off, moving the pan to sit on the hotpad beside it. "You're body's gotten used to only being out for eight hours during the day and six hours at night. You going out for eight hours last night wore you out more than usual because you're no longer used to your seventeen hour work days."

Dick tilted his head, accepting the bowl of soup he was given. "But it's only been a few weeks?"

"It only takes eighteen days for your body to get used to a routine." He said, placing a bowl of homemade rolls on the island. "After about sixty-six days, it becomes habitual."

"But it hasn't been sixty-six days."

"No, but it has been twenty-one days."

He hesitated for a moment. "Has it really been only that long?" Then, "Have you been counting?"

Danny blushed, sitting beside Dick with his own bowl of soup. "I've been keeping track of your schedule, which means I gotta keep a calendar. I haven't been counting on purpose."

Dick smiled, eating the soup. As usual, it was really good. The first week of Danny's stay, he'd asked where he'd learned to cook, but Danny had given a non-answer, saying only that his parents couldn't make anything edible that wasn't fudge or cookies.

After they had both finished eating, Dick's portions and appetite being larger than Danny's because of the calories he burns as Nightwing, they settled into a nice quiet. Dick had changed from his uniform into sweats and a T-shirt while Danny had chosen a movie. Then, Dick cleaned up dinner and Danny changed into a hoodie and sweats.

"We still need to take you shopping," Dick pointed out when they were both sitting on the couch, ready to start the movie.

Danny shook his head. "Letting me stay here is already enough. Besides, your old clothes work perfectly fine."

"But you're room's so empty! And my clothes don't even fit you!"

There was a pause like Danny was thinking. Dick had the feeling he might not like whatever was going to be said next.

He was right.

"I'll let you take me shopping next week," Danny agreed, "if we go to Gotham tomorrow so that you can apologise to Tim in person."

Dick's jaw twitched. He didn't want to go to Gotham. Going to Gotham meant that he'd inevitably run into Bruce. He wanted to stay far away from that man.

Then again, he'd promised Alfred to come by some time. And, it'd be nice to see Barbra and Jim again. Maybe he could have Alfred make sure Bruce wouldn't be in the Manor?

"So?" Danny promted.

He sighed. "You're evil, y'know that?"

His grin said it all. "I could be so much worse."

"Please don't."

"Don't give me a reason."

Part 9 Part 11

Idk if this'll be a big plot point, but I got a question

Again, idk yet if this'll even matter, but I'd rather ask now and not have it matter, than have to make the choice myself

How I imagine Metropolis got it's name

Person 1: Hey, I need to name this city. Any ideas?

Person 2: You need to name a city?

Parson 1: ...say that again.

Person 2: ..You need to name a city??

Person 1: City....city... It sounds right, but it doesn't roll off the tongue

Person 2: What the hell..?

Person 1: What're other words for 'city'

Person 2: Um...municipality, megalopolis, conurbation, metropolis..?

Person 1: Wait! Say that last one again

Person 2: Metropolis?

Person 1:

Person 2: You're...going to name your city... Metropolis?

Person 1: Great, isn't it?

Person 2: You're city is going to be named City?

Person 1: Yep!

Person 2: ....

Person 2: I quit.

Person 1: You can't quit! We still need to come up with character names! I'm thinking we lean into alliteration

I find them gross, hence the big bold at the beginning of the post.

If Persons C and D are dating, and their respective guardians (Persons A and B) start dating, it isn't too bad, but Persons A and B usually end up married, in which case Persons C and D become siblings. If Persons C and D keep dating after their guardians have gotten married, then that means they're dating their sibling.

Again, I warned the take as controversial because stories with those relationships (Person C's guardian dating/fucking Person D's guardian) give me the ick.

It doesn't matter if Person C and Person D are related by blood, Person A and Person B getting married means that they are now siblings.

It's the same the other way, too.

If Person C and Person D get married, that means that Person A and Person B are now in-laws.

I don't care how closely or far related Persons A and C or Persons B and D are, it's still gross

Controversial Take:

If you have SuperBat in your fic, you cannot have TimKon or DamiJon

If you have TimKon or DamiJon in your fic, you cannot have SuperBat

Now, I'm gonna say this really loudly:

If two people get together, you cannot write their kids as romantic or sexual partners!

If two kids get together, you cannot write their parents as romantic or sexual partners!

If Person A and Person B are dating, Person A's kids cannot date or fuck Person B's kids

If Person C and Person D are dating, Person C's guardian(s) cannot date or fuck Person D's guardian(s)

I love it when Peter acts like a spider, so I wholly plan on that for this.

I'm arachnophobic...

Maybe I can get someone else to do the research for me???

I was thinking about writing a Spider-Man and Batman crossover like Leap of Faith and Dark Matter, but I convinced myself otherwise. Not because I don't think I'd do a good job or because I'm already working on a million and a half stories, but because of this:

I tend to go really dark with my writing if I don't make sure to not let myself get lost in the words. I don't think I could bring myself to put Peter through anything I'd come up with. Maybe in the future, but definitely not right now

I just found out that at Peter's (Ultimate Spider-Man/technically MCU Spider-Man) funeral, Thor is happy because he knows for a fact that Peter has a place in Valhalla.

Also, Aunt May slaps Captain America