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Pollen's Got The Kitsune All Fucked by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, DCU (Comics), Nightwing (Comics)
10 Feb 2026
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The one goddamn time he finally goes back to Gotham to see his family and some thugs thought it'd be fun to run around with Ivy’s sex pollen and blast it on people— and Dick, unfortunately, is one of their victims. Dick Grayson, and not Nightwing.
So he couldn't really beat the shit out of them. He opted to run back to Blüd instead, Gotham be damned.
Or kitsune!Dick gets hit by sex pollen.
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- Part 3 of what does the fox say
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“Jason’s been… de-aged.”
There's a long, thick moment of silence.
Dick’s brain does not— will not— process the word.
He stares at the phone like it’s just said something in a language he doesn't speak.
De-aged.
The word sits there, heavy and wrong, refusing to connect to anything meaningful. His brain skids around it, searching for context, logic, a punchline— anything that makes sense.
It doesn't find one.
“...What?” He finally says, his voice flat despite how hard his pulse has started to thud in his ears.
Bruce doesn't answer right away.
Jason gets turned into a toddler and it's up to Dick to take care of him.
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- Part 14 of Never a Quiet Day for Dick
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it starts with him by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics)
22 Jan 2026
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His parents should have moved.
They should have twisted in the air, shifted their weight, caught themselves. Dick has seen them survive worse falls in rehearsal, laughing as they landed in impossible ways. He’s seen bruises fade in minutes. Bones knit themselves back together between breaths.
But they don’t.
Instead, his mother’s hand spasms mid-reach, fingers locking unnaturally. His father’s body jerks, like he’s hit with something invisible— like the air itself has turned solid around him.
Foxfire should have bloomed.
It doesn't.
A curse, Dick would later learn, woven into the air itself— one that starved their fire before it could even bloom.
No flash of gold. No tails. No magic rushing in to undo the damage. Just the sound— too loud, too final— of bodies breaking the same way human bodies break.
Dick’s story retold as a kitsune.
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- Part 1 of what does the fox say
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Life with a Kitsune by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics), The Flash - All Media Types
11 Jan 2026
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There’s a faint hum in the air. Not a sound exactly— more like pressure. Magic resting low and quiet, the way heat does before a storm.
This happens every month, for a week.
And Wally will never get used to how meticulous Dick is with the items— clothes, especially— he keeps.
Wally leans against the doorframe, arms crossed loosely. No rush. No announcement. He’s learned better than to break moments like this.
Dick reaches for another item from the pile beside him. This one’s older. Worn soft. Wally recognises it, belonging to someone who isn't here anymore. His husband hesitates, then places it closer to the pillow, adjusting it until it sits just right.
Only then does one of his ears flick into existence.
Just for a second.
Vignettes of Wally’s life with Dick, a kitsune.
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- Part 2 of what does the fox say
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i'll love you till the day i die by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), DCU (Comics)
29 Dec 2025
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By the end of the week, the ring remains unproposed, and Wally is one mild inconvenience away from screaming.
He has nearly proposed to the skyline, a half-empty cereal box, the bed, Donna, and possibly Bruce via comms.
Timing is a joke.
A bad one. A really, really cruel one.
And Wally is not laughing.
But whatever. Iris told him not to overthink a plan and just go with the flow. It’s much easier that way. Give up control and let time decide for itself.
So Wally hides the ring, hoping Dick will never find it and just… doesn't think about it.
Wally finally proposes to the love of his life— except… it didn't go as planned.
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everytime you touch me, i just wonder how she felt by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics), DCU (Comics)
24 Dec 2025
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He glances at Dick, hopeful. “Which one?”
Dick looks down at the rings, the gold one specifically.
“That one,” Dick says.
It’s simple. It’ll suit both of them.
Wally’s face lights up. “Yeah?”
Dick is in love with Wally.
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“Because,” Dick says simply— softly— “you’re my brother.”
Jason’s jaw clenches so hard he hears something crack— maybe a tooth. Maybe his patience.
“Oh, go fuck yourself,” he mutters, turning away, pacing a few steps just to get the hell out of Dick’s line of sight. The dumpster. The blood. The reek of Gotham rotting around them— all of it is easier to face than him.
But Dick still doesn't move.
“I’m not—” Jason starts, waving a hand angrily at himself as he whirls around, facing Dick again. “—your brother. I’m not Tim, I’m not Cass.”
The words come out like claws. Like he’s ripping them out of his own chest one by one so Dick can see the mess underneath.
“I don't— I don't exist in that family,” Jason says, voice shaking slightly. “No one’s thinking about me. They’re thinking about the dead Robin. The dead son. That’s who they miss. Who they prefer.”
He laughs, sharp and empty.
“Not me. Not some fucked up version of the one they missed. I’m not… I’m not anyone to them. To you.”
Jason doesn't believe in second chances.
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you're too sweet for me by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics), DCU (Comics)
21 Nov 2025
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Wally looks at him like he’s looking at a sunrise.
Because that’s what Dick is— warm. Steady. Bright.
A painful kind of gorgeousness that steals the breath right out of his chest.
He’s beautiful when he fights.
He’s beautiful when he laughs.
He’s beautiful when he hurts, too, though Wally wishes he wasn't— wishes he didn’t have to see Dick fold in on himself like he doesn't deserve care.
And he’s beautiful now— right now— underneath Wally, flushed, pupils blown wide, chest rising in these tiny, shaky breaths that make Wally’s mouth go dry.
Wally takes his time worshipping Dick.
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you build up hope, but failure's all you've known by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
06 Nov 2025
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He should call someone.
Babs, maybe. Or Wally. Or even Alfred— God, Alfred would know what to say. Maybe even Bruce himself. Just— just someone.
But he doesn't. Something’s telling him that he shouldn't.
It’s late anyway. No one’s awake. At least, that’s what he tells himself. He just needs to sleep it off and he’ll go back to normal. Whatever normal is.
Except sleep doesn't come.
He lies down eventually, staring up at the ceiling. The mask still clings to his face. He tells himself he’ll take it off after five minutes. Then ten. Then an hour.
He lies awake long enough to watch dawn leak through the blinds, turning the apartment from grey to gold. When his alarm goes off two hours later, he’s still in costume. His muscles ache as if he’s run a marathon.
Dick isn’t okay, even if he tells himself that he is. Jason and Bruce are there to help.
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He was good. He was good, yeah. Jason believed it— or at least wanted to, even if Bruce never would. But he believed that he was doing something right. He believed he was something more. That he mattered.
Like a son.
Only to find out that Bruce had only ever seen him as another child soldier in a war he didn't realise he was fighting. He didn't matter to Bruce— not in the way he thought he did.
The glass case that displayed the suit he died in stares back at him, the plaque glinting faintly under the dim lights. Unmoving. Uncaring.
It isn’t a tribute. It’s a coffin of glass and guilt, holding the boy he used to be, a body Bruce couldn't let go of.
It’s one of the reasons why Jason despised coming here— to the Cave, the Manor. Because he knows it’ll just be waiting for him, mocking him in ways no one else can.
Yeah, it's been years. But it never got better.
Never will.
Jason never liked the glass case. It isn't a tribute. It’s a coffin for someone who will never return— even if he’s standing right there.
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Signal Interference by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Red Robin (Comics), Superboy (Comics)
21 Oct 2025
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It’s risky, he knows— but the need to hear Kon, to cum to him, is making any rational decision fade away.
Tim fumbles with the comms, heart hammering in his chest as he sets to Kon’s frequency before sticking it into his ear, and activates the line while covering his fingers in lube.
“Kon?” He calls out tentatively, almost pleading.
“Tim?” Kon’s calm, steady voice responds almost immediately, though there’s an undertone of concern. “You okay? Still on patrol, baby?”
“No, it ended early,” Tim murmurs back, his hand sliding lower till his slicked fingers nudged his hole, pressing them in slowly, teasingly, as Kon would do. “Just wanted to check up on you.”
“Yeah?” Even miles away, Tim could imagine the smirk on Kon’s face. “Missed me?”
Or
Tim is needy. And desperate times call for desperate measures.
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How to Take Care of A Sick Robin by Bruce Wayne by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
15 Oct 2025
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“A fever? He’s not— he’ll be okay, then?”
“Just a fever, sir,” Alfred confirms patiently.
Bruce swallows, still staring at Dick like the boy might vanish in his arms if he looks away. “Just… a fever,” he repeats, mostly to himself, like the concept is foreign.
Technically speaking, taking care of a sick child is a foreign concept to him. He’s also only twenty-two with an eight year old under his care for a few months now— everything is new to him. You can’t blame him.
“Do we need a hospital?” Bruce blurts, voice dropping into something dangerously close to panic, eyes snapping up to Alfred. “We need a hospital. What if it gets worse? What if he stops breathing? Should I call in Leslie? Or maybe Clark—”
“Master Bruce,” Alfred cuts in again, stopping him with a polite, raised hand. “This is not a League-level emergency. It is a child with an oncoming fever.”
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Dick falls sick and new parent/guardian Bruce panics.
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we don't share the same blood but you're my brother by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
13 Oct 2025
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The door to the warehouse creaks open, spilling in a silver of yellow light. His captor finally makes an appearance. The figure that steps inside is broad-shouldered, wrapped in leather and kevlar, a red helmet gleaming dully in the dark.
Red Hood.
Dick’s stomach twists. Great. Of fucking course it’s Gotham’s newest crime lord wannabe. The one who’s getting on Batman’s nerves lately and mowing down the underworld with guns and severed heads like he’s trying to win a competition.
“Company’s here,” Jason sing-songs from his crate, kicking his dangling leg. His kneecap dangles grotesquely, but the grin on his face is all kid-brother mischief. “Don't have too much fun while I’m gone, big brother!”
The kid is gone before Dick can blink.
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Dick gets kidnapped by Red Hood except… there's a twist to it.
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- Part 13 of Never a Quiet Day for Dick
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They sat in silence for a moment. The only sound filling the air was the crinkle of foil wrappers and the occasional crunch of artificial pastry crust being bitten into as they stared blankly at the black TV screen.
Dick broke first. “So. Gonna tell me what brings you here in the middle of the night? Or do I have to guess? Because I have some guesses.”
Tim shrugged. “Go for it.”
Dick gave him a long, sideway glance, chewing slowly like he was seriously weighing his options. “Okay. Let’s see. My first guess is that you pissed off the League. Again. And now there's a hit out on you.”
Tim didn't respond. Kept nibbling his Pop Tart like it was the most interesting thing in the world. Any flicker of emotion would give away too much— and Dick’s way too good at sniffing out lies.
Dick tried again. “You got dumped by Kon.”
Tim raised an eyebrow. “Really?”
“You told me to guess. I’m guessing,” Dick shot back, entirely unapologetic.
Or Tim did something and flees to hide with his brother.
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- Part 12 of Never a Quiet Day for Dick
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i tried so hard and got so far (but in the end, it doesn't even matter) by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
24 Sep 2025
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The deeper he goes, the quieter the city becomes. Patrol cars thin out. The glow of the firelight fades. Rusting carnival posters flap weakly against chain-link fences, their colours long bled away by weather and years. The skeletal outline of a Ferris wheel looms through the fog, jagged against the storm-washed sky. And lights are shining through the funhouse.
Which means...
Joker is circling back to his stage.
The air is heavier here— thick with rot, damp wood, the faintest trace of sugar turning sour. Memories claw their way up, old battles waged on these broken grounds, laughter echoing in the dark long after the fight was over.
Every muscle in his body coils tighter.
And when the first maniac laugh cuts through the silence— high, sharp, and close— it doesn't feel like a discovery.
It feels like an inevitability.
Or Dick kills Joker for the second time.
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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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tired, but never for you by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics)
27 Aug 2025
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“Wasn't expecting you here,” Dick murmured, voice rough with exhaustion. “Not that I’m complaining.”
Wally let out a soft chuckle, nuzzling into the crook of Dick’s neck. His lips brushed the sensitive skin just below Dick’s ear, drawing a shiver out of him. “Thought I’d visit.”
“Yeah?” Dick hummed quietly, instinctively leaning back and tilting his head so Wally could kiss the side of his jaw. “Did I wake you?”
A shake of the head, followed by warm, lazy kisses down Dick’s shoulder. “No… couldn't sleep,” Wally whispered, voice husky with lingering tiredness. “Wanted to see you.”
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Dick's tired after a long night of patrol. Wally's there to help him unwind.
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mama i'm chasing a ghost by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics)
24 Aug 2025
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“If I tell you to drop it, will you?”
Tim doesn't answer right away— but Dick already knew he wouldn't. He never did.
“...No,” Tim says finally, meeting Dick’s gaze without flinching. “You don’t get to disappear on us for a year, come back, pretend everything is fine and then expect me to just let it go. That’s not how it works.”
“He’s right you know,” the kid says unhelpfully. Why won’t he just shut up? Why is he always here?
Dick’s lip twitch.
“Tim…” Dick starts, but the warning in his voice doesn't carry much weight. He’s too tired. He’s been too tired for months. Maybe years. “Some things are better left alone.”
“Not when they’re eating you alive.” Tim’s voice drops, softer now, no less firm. “We’re not blind, you know. Jason won’t admit it but he worries. Damian keeps asking why you don't come by anymore. Even Babs—”
“Stop.” Dick’s voice comes out sharper than he means, and Tim flinches. Just barely, but enough for Dick to notice it and feel bad. He scrubs a hand over his face, exhaling hard. “The truth hurts worse than you think. And I’m not gonna put that on you.”
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Dick's not doing good after Spyral.
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Sleep is For The Weak (and Tim is Weak for Kon) by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Red Robin (Comics), Superboy (Comics)
14 Aug 2025
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"It’s time for bed."
“Later,” Tim mutters, trying to resist the urge to melt under Kon’s hands.
Suddenly, the chair spins. Tim finds himself face to face with Kon. Before he can protest, Kon’s mouth is on his, kissing him deep, stealing his breath. An invisible force wraps around Tim’s wrists, pinning him gently to the armrests.
“Kon—” Tim warns, but it comes out shaky. He pulls away just enough to glare weakly at his tempting, infuriating boyfriend. “I’m working.”
“And I’m done watching you work yourself to death.” Kon’s grin is wicked as he drops to his knees in front of the chair, sweatpants sliding lower on his hips. “So I’m gonna fuck you till you fall asleep.”
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Tim refuses to sleep. Kon makes him.
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Bruises in the Shape of My Name by tinyrobinperch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, DCU (Comics), Nightwing (Comics), The Flash - All Media Types
01 Aug 2025
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Wally wasn't normally the jealous type. Really, he wasn't. How could he when his boyfriend’s love language was physical touch? Dick would use any opportunity to hold someone's hand, to wrap an arm around someone's waist, to place his chin on someone's shoulder whenever Wally wasn't around.
But there was a difference between casual affection and… whatever the hell this guy was doing.
Because no, the guy didn't know. He didn't know that Wally had woken up to Dick’s hair tickling his cheek that morning. That he knew what Dick looked like soft with sleep and purring under the covers. That Dick’s legs were still sore from last night because Wally had bent him over the kitchen table and—
The guy was touching his arm now. Quietly laughing at something he’d said. Leaning just a little too close with every word. It made Wally’s skin crawl. Made his jaw tighten. Made his brain short-circuit with possessiveness and a thousand mental images of Dick naked, panting, moaning his name.
And the worst part?
Dick wasn't brushing him off.
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Wally gets jealous during a League meeting. He does something about it.