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Now how am I drawing skin again?
Wip
*character that is slightly mentally ill or has parental issues and or gay*
Me:
The next time isn’t anyone’s fault per se.
Jason was hungry, this wasn’t uncommon by any means, but this was the first time he was hungry and didn’t have any food.
He could’ve gone shopping like any normal person, or even gone to the manor and asked Alfred for food, but Jason had been at the manor earlier that day and he had a reputation to uphold. And he had recently spent way too much money on a sparkling bathtub, so he decided to break into the watchtower and steal some of their food.
Was it even breaking in if you had a key? Jason didn’t think so, he was just… dropping by. Visiting, if you will.
He had been quite sneaky, no one had noticed him going in and nobody would’ve noticed him going out. But then a robotic voice announced that Green Arrow had arrived.
They both pointed at each other, looking like the spider-man meme, and then Oliver decided to shoot him with an arrow.
Jason had, naturally, caught it but then it exploded in his hand with some kind of gas.
Of course, he was wearing his helmet so it didn’t do much but it did make him briefly lose sight of where the other was.
And then the robotic voice announced that Flash had entered the building and he was being tied to a stool.
“Great, B is gonna kill me,” he grunted. You can’t just break into the watchtower whenever you want because you’re hungry! You have access for emergencies only, Batman’s voice yelled.
He already had a headache.
“How did you get here?” Oliver started, voice imitating Batman in a way that made Jason snicker.
“I, uh, Zeta’d.” They couldn’t see it, but he was smiling under his mask.
“How does a Gotham crime lord have access to the Zeta stream?” Flash asked.
“Crime lord? You guys really are clueless about what happens in Gotham,”
“We’ve seen you in the papers-” Green arrow said, interrupted by Jason’s snort and a quiet boomer.
“We know who you are,” he finished, undeterred by what Jason had said, that was—of course—because he didn’t know what boomer meant.
“Listen, I was just about to leave,” Jason said, finally breaking out of the rope he had been tied up with. He tapped the side of his helmet to ping Red Robin in case he didn’t make it.
That sounds like he’s going to die.
“It’s been nice chatting but, I gotta go, bye!” And then he’s back-flipping away in something that reminds him so much of Dick that he feels a little sick.
Or maybe that’s just because he’s backflipped five times and is starting to get dizzy.
With a wave, he’s gone.
The Justice League meet Nightwing
I've read every one of these fics I could find and I need more, so in a random burst of inspiration I wrote five pages of a semi-okay fanfic for the JL meet the batfam. Not sure if I should post the whole thing so this is a test to see if anyone wants to read it.
word count: 555
It hadn’t been on purpose, really.
He swore it.
But… well.
When your dad is Batman you grow up in a very paranoid house.
He was off-world (again) on some league business and so it was up to his children to take care of Gotham. Gotham has always been a cruel mistress.
It was then that some of his fathers less… intelligent co-workers had decided to show up.
Now it wasn’t like these people were stupid, they were pretty smart actually, Barry was a forensic chemist for God’s sake! But he lacked certain street-smarts that could only be achieved if you lived in Gotham.
So, he and Hal Jorden had decided that ‘when the cats away, the mice come to play’ or in this case; when the bats away, the metas come to play. Though Hal technically isn’t a meta.
He had only done his job! He was there to protect the innocent children who thought Gotham was a playground, who didn’t realise how truly terrifying she could be, metas especially. Most of them relied too heavily on their powers, they don’t think mere mortals stand a chance at actually hurting them.
They of course have never been struck with fear gas.
“No metas in Gotham,” he had growled, in much the same way Batman does.
They had both jumped, looking like headless chickens as they spun around to try and find him. Even with his blue stripes, the darkness settled over him like a cloak, protecting him.
“Isn’t Batman supposed to be off-world?” Hal had whispered to Barry, both of them clearly spooked.
He still smiles at the thought.
“No metas in Gotham,” he had repeated again, stepping out of the shadows so they could see him.
“Who are you?” Barry had been the first to speak, speedsters, always in a hurry.
“Nightwing, no metas in Gotham,” it seemed to be the only thing he had said the whole day, you should think they were five with how many times he had to repeat himself.
“We thought Batman was the only vigilante in Gotham!” Barry had said, and that made him laugh.
The kind of laugh that made him crouch and heave for breath, the kind of laugh that only jokers gas could cause.
“You shouldn’t be here if you don’t even know half of Gotham’s protectors,” because that’s what they were- are.
Gotham is a cruel mistress who will swallow you whole, but she is their cruel mistress.
“This is the last time I’ll repeat myself, no. Metas. In. Gotham.” They had seemed to get the memo, rushing out of the city. Probably going up to the watchtower to tell the rest of the league about their encounter.
He should’ve been more careful.
Because now he was here, in the cave, listening to Batman.
“Do you know how hard it is to protect you guys and keep you hidden from a group of superheroes who work in space!?” At least this was Batman scolding Nightwing, not Bruce scolding Richard.
He shudders at the thought of Bruce using his actual name.
“I’m sorry dad, but I couldn’t just have them galavanting through Gotham!”
Out of the corner of his eye, he can see Jason snicker at him, stuffing his mouth with popcorn, clearly enjoying the fact that he isn’t the one being scolded.
Traitor.
boop
Some whiteboard drawings, mostly big mom
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