Dicktim Week Prompt Stories
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Too Damn Late (Right on Time) by njw
Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics)
20 Dec 2019
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It’s really weird that Dick is not quite twenty years old right now compared to Tim’s seventeen, soon to be eighteen. He seems so much younger than he did the first time around, when a twelve year old Tim tracked him down and tried to convince him to go back to being Robin.
Dick has already surprised him by seemingly accepting his wild story about time travel. Well, hopefully he’ll be willing to go out on even more of a limb now.
Now, how best to phrase this? Jason’s his dead little brother—I have to find a way to tell him my plan delicately.
“Hey Dick,” Tim says, and then freezes as his mind abruptly goes blank. He stares at Dick, who returns his gaze expectantly. He opens his mouth and blurts out, “How are you at gravedigging?”
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This story is standalone and can be read separately from the rest of the series.
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For the tumblr Dicktim week day one time travel/moonlight prompt.Series
- Part 6 of Where's My Goddamn Dinosaur
- Part 1 of Dicktim Week Prompt Stories
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Bare It Together by njw
Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Red Robin (Comics)
19 Dec 2019
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The rising scent, infinitely more pleasant than Crane’s rather acrid alpha stench, is unmistakable. Not only is Nightwing on liquid fear, he’s going into rut. But he’s clearly wearing his rebreather, so how…?
Red Robin’s gaze falls on the numerous rips in the other vigilante’s uniform, some of which are seeping blood. Of course. The pollen must have infiltrated his system through contact with his open wounds.
He blinks. Then slowly lowers his head to look at the many open wounds covering his own body. Suddenly, holding his breath seems significantly less important.
Well, shit.
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For the tumblr Dicktim week day two aob/blood prompt.Series
- Part 2 of Dicktim Week Prompt Stories
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Nightwing finally lets go of Tim to peel off his own mask. Turning to him, Dick grins, bright and all too beautiful, then raises his brows, dark blue eyes dancing. “Well, what do you say, Timmy? You willing to date me for justice?” And the smiling idiot winks, obviously totally unaware of what he’s really asking.
Spending time with Dick on a regular basis can be torture, considering the man’s tactile nature and innate charm. Having him actually seem to return Tim’s romantic interest? Yeah, this is going to be a nightmare of sweet temptation. Tim sighs, seeing his doom for what it is. Then he huffs a quiet laugh. “Well, if it’s for justice…”
This whole plan is insane. Guess I might as well lean into the crazy.
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For the tumblr Dicktim week day three fake dating/ocean prompt.Series
- Part 3 of Dicktim Week Prompt Stories
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The Courtship Phase by njw for clarityhiding
Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics)
22 Dec 2019
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Babs tilts her head. “I don’t expect Red will go that far. Their pattern up until now has been very reliable. They show up when Nightwing’s in trouble, stay long enough to tilt the odds in his favor, then disappear before anyone can confront them. They have shown no signs of being interested in further contact, let alone physical confrontation.”
“That’s ‘cause they’re still in the courtship phase,” Jason mutters, then smirks wickedly and winks at Dick. “Just wait, soon you’ll wake up and there’ll be this huge Terelian dude or dudette asleep in your bunk next to you—”
Damian scoffs. “Todd, you fool, a Terelian would never be able to sneak up on Grayson unawares in his sleep! The stench alone would awaken him the moment one entered the ship. No, his suitor is far more likely to be an Arcturan.”
That’s great, but… “Dami, Arcturans eat their mates after copulation.”
Damian shrugs. “All relationships have their challenges.”
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For the tumblr Dicktim week day four scifi/space AU/partner prompt.Series
- Part 4 of Dicktim Week Prompt Stories
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Soul Kisses by njw
Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Red Robin (Comics)
24 Dec 2019
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Tim drags a hand over his face, mutters a curse, and then turns to face those familiar dark blue eyes, now staring at him with such keen interest. “I’m Crow,” he says, going for the blunt, pulling off a bandaid approach. “Bruce Wayne was Batman. Everyone I know thinks he’s dead right now, and I can’t even blame them. My mentally unstable, possibly-a-zombie big brother is wearing the cowl these days, there’s a baby assassin running around in my old suit and calling himself Rukk, and I’m trying to prove Bruce isn’t actually dead, just lost in time.”
He bites his lip and braces himself for disbelief and accusations of having gone insane, or worse, gentle expressions of sympathy and pity.
“Huh,” Dick says, tilting his head thoughtfully to one side. “This actually explains a lot.”
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For the tumblr Dicktim week day five soulmates/adventure prompt.Series
- Part 5 of Dicktim Week Prompt Stories
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“Are there many brigands in these parts?” Tim asks. “I like to go for walks at night, but I was wondering if it would be safe here.”
Dick’s twitch of surprise and quickly covered expression of dismay are barely there, but noticeable to Tim. Odd. “Oh, you shouldn’t do that around here. There are thieves and rogues, yes, but the true monster is the great Demon Bat. It’s a vampire which stalks the night and leaves nought but bloodless corpses and sorrow in its wake.” He sounds genuinely anxious, worried.
Maybe he’s afraid I’ll go out anyway and be harmed? Well, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.
That’s the moment Tim resolves to find this Great Bat creature. After all, he’s less vulnerable than he looks, and if some monster really is terrorizing the countryside, well, of course he should do whatever he can to stop it.
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For the tumblr Dicktim week day six fantasy/supernatural au/kingdom prompt.Series
- Part 6 of Dicktim Week Prompt Stories
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Finally, Tim’s right on the edge of the stands, close enough that if he called out, the paramedics would probably hear him. Instead, he waits until the ghost of Dick Grayson looks up. The other boy is rubbing at his eyes and sniffling miserably as he watches them take his mother away, her glorious auburn hair now covered in a crisp white sheet. His own body is already long gone, having been hurried away first, and the earthly remains of his father are on another stretcher in the back of an ambulance, barely visible through the circus tent’s main entrance.
Tim edges slightly to the right to put himself in Dick’s line of sight, then gives him a little wave. “Hey there,” he whispers.
Looking slightly dazed, Dick waves back.
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For the tumblr Dicktim week day seven free prompt (I went with supernatural).Series
- Part 7 of Dicktim Week Prompt Stories