Falling Down A Minor Obsessive Focus About The Crane Wives Thanks To A Beautiful Animatic Of The Batfamily

I've been thinking a lot about Dick Grayson as I often do. Because like You are ten years old, and you've never really been normal, have you?But normal has never really mattered either. And why should it? You're ten years old, and you can fly, and every night your very existence is met with thundering applause and adoring crowds. You're not normal, but you've never needed to be.

Then it all gets ripped away. The crowds, the lights, and everyone who loved you, all gone the second you hear those bodies hit the ground. You are not normal, and no longer in a way that is okay.

You are eleven years old, and you can fly again. Not on the trapeze, but across Gotham's rooftops. You feel more alive than you have since the circus. Part of you starts to believe that Dick Grayson hit the ground with his parents while Robin flew away. You've done nothing but inhabit a corpse since that night, but behind the mask, you're alive again. Alive. But not normal.

You're in middle school, and the other kids like you alright, but they realize you're not normal. You put on your best act to convince them otherwise. It almost works. You play their games with false smiles. You become known for your charm. But it's hard. You have to make them like you, but not too much. Nice, but impenetrable. You're eleven years old, but you've watched Bruce very carefully, and you know that having people close to you is dangerous. You are not normal and you can never let yourself be.

You're a teenager now, and you spend more time in your mask than out. Dick Grayson has friends, sure, but Robin has teammates. And teammates are far more valuable. You have your Titans, and you finally fit in again. Right? It doesn't matter that they're older than you, but you've trained for longer, or that they have powers and you don't. You're still one of them. And they may not know Dick Grayson, but Robin is more complete, isn't he? Robin didn't die that night at the circus. Robin doesn't have to play normal to fit in. But you're still alone. Or, at the very least, still lonely. Lonely, and not normal. Even among aliens and superheroes.

You're an adult now, and your days with the name Robin seem like a lifetime ago. Dick Grayson still isn't a complete person, but you refuse to be like Bruce and hide forever behind that mask. But sometimes you still feel like you're doing little more than puppeting a shell. Nightwing is more grounded. Nightwing can still fly. You're not normal, and you've come to accept that you will never be, but you wonder if you could have ever been. Was it Bruce that sent you on this path, or did he catch you before you fell somewhere worse? Did Gotham make you like this or is there something in your soul that is just fundementally incorrect? Something that stops you from ever being normal? That makes your smiles false? Morphs your natural charisma into a character you play both behind and in front of the mask?

You will never know. It's one of the things that stops you from ever being normal.

It's strange working on the same series for over a year.

It's strange because the protagonist slips into your bones (she already has my soul, that pours into her with my very breath).

Dixie by now is almost flesh for me.

I guess it's fair.

I made her haunted and she haunts me in return.

I guess it's fair.

Need you guys to know I am soooo anti generative AI. In case that wasn't clear. It's bad for the environment, unethical, theft, and will never be as freaky as me. It is inferior in every way

Idk Who would be interested in this, but I kinda ended up on a creative roll that, instead of bringing forth the main continuty of my series "Robin's blues", ended up exploring a sliding door aka 'What would have happened if, at the wedding venue (described in the first chapter of "of loving Nightwing (Titans edition)", Roy said the RIGHT thing and Dixie decided to take time for herself and heal instead of going on a self-destructive roll?'

The work would explore much of Wally's, Roy's and Lian's relationships with Dixie and would have two different outcomings.

Like I said before, idk who would be interested in it, but I kinda already wrote a LOT of this what if universe and I am kinda curious of the feedback it may receive

https://archiveofourown.org/series/4163446

Me, in mourning because one of my favourite fanfics has been deleted.

Also me, trying to remember if I downloaded said fanfic.

So, I guess, your reminder to download your faves

Would you like for me to add a Lian's pov for the "I would (only) be your girl" section of "In another life"? I kinda started writing down ideas in an accident and the idea stuck.

Im just feeling a certain way rn

Please Help me find a prompt so I can credit its author

Tumblr prompt:

A daughter of Apollo who finds that anything she even briefly mentions wanting tends to show up on her bed within a week. New watercolors, candies, hairties. She suspects that one of the Hermes' kids is doing it, but no one is willing to give them up. It stops after Manhattan.

I can't find the one who originally wrote this prompt, if you know their username please write it to me, I would like to credit them.

That said I strayed from the aforementioned prompt but I liked how it turned out, so, if you are interested on how this fic turned out, here it is!

All the pain in Aelia's life stemmed out of love.

Sadly her parents are innocent, ignorant to her woes.

Sadly Vivienne is long dead.

Sadly the memories of Luke's hands on her make her feel dirty.

Sadly the pain of her scraping never leaves her.

Sadly the person that always left her wonderful drawings and cute trinklets fights on the other side of the war.

Sadly her twin's face in her mind is horribly disfigured, just like it was when she had to wrap him into his golden shroud.

Sadly her little brother's body is never gonna be found.

Sadly, this sorrowful circle it is never gonna end.

fanon really built up "Cass is Bruce's favorite child" and meanwhile I'm sitting over here with a whole stack of panels in a folder labeled "Dick is Canonically Bruce's Favorite Child" adsfghjkl

I added a whole chapter on my bonus series, and all it managed to do is making me cry. I don't think this is healthy.