I KNOW For A Fact That My Own Genderbent Version Of Dick Grayson Is Far More Serious In Her Out-of-the-suit

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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

Behind Blue Eyes entry 2

Bruce loved his daughter’s eyes.

Those eyes that have always been as blue as his father’s.

It was a quiet comfort, looking into her face and finding echoes of the man who made him.

But now, they’re different.

And it hurts.

Because Thomas Wayne is gone forever, and without those eyes, the illusion that he ever lived is harder to maintain.

His daughter's eyes aren’t Wayne eyes anymore.

But neither are they Al Ghul's.

And in that, Bruce finds strange solace.

His daughter's eyes are something left behind (just like her), unclaimed by legacy.

Writing the AU of one of my own AUs, I discovered that, in my mind, Wally West enjoys the musicians of the summer of love.

Idk why, it just kinda fits, expecially because I dare you to look me in the eyes and tell me that Wally West wasn't made to belt out at the top of his lungs " With your love" by the Jefferson Starship (I know, back in the '60s they were the Jefferson Airplane, but alas) half-jokingly serenading the love of his life.

Writing the fanfic of my own fanfic with music on shuffle and accidentally hearing the perfect song for the mess Dixie is in that story is a preciously heartbreaking thing.

Anyways The Crane Wives might have a stronger chokehold on me than what I previously tought.

P.s. the song was "Allies or Enemies"

https://archiveofourown.org/series/4163446

https://archiveofourown.org/series/4830169

Idk if Ao3 is playing tricks on me by showing one inexistant extra comment on one of my fic or by hinding said comment from me.

If it's the second instance I am very sorry for my missing reply, but I quite literally CAN'T see your comment.

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.

I feel like Dick grayson embodies so well the song "Stay frosty royal milk tea" it isn't even funny I swear.

You mean to tell me that this

"I think I got too many memories getting in the way of me/ I'm 'bout to go Tonya Harding on the whole world's knee"

Or this

"Some princes don't become kings/Even at the best times I'm out of my mind/You only get what you grieve"

Or even this

"The only thing that's ever stopping me is me, hey/The only thing that's ever stopping me is me, hey/I testify if I die in my sleep/Then know that my life was just a killer dream, yeah"

Or, lastly

"Seems like the whole damn world went and lost its mind/And all my childhood heroes have fallen off or died/Fake tears, we are living fake tears/But the alcohol never lies, never lies"

Doesn't SCREAM Dick Grayson to you too?