Hissy Little Bird Boy

Sam West-Grayson || An Indie Semi-Selective RP Blog || Please read rules before interaction || Written by:Emily

[sciencespeedsterart]

@boywonderiisms

im on a roll!! the sam/stace i said id draw!! a lil nsfw they r not doin stuff but there is no clothes hahaa

[sciencespeedsterart]

@boywonderiisms

bby girls there they r (stace & mi) 4 selfie time

[feverbcrn-blog]

“S.T.A.R labs?” Right, duh. She probably should go there. She paused before nodding. “Yeah, maybe. Couldn’t hurt, right?” She couldn’t imagine how, but there probably was a way. She wouldn’t think of one, though.

[abandonedbird]

“I’ll come with you.” He offers, already shrugging his jacket off so the only thing he’d have to work his wings through are the slits in the back of his shirt. “We’ll figure it out, Stace. I promise.”

[abandonedbird]

*swoops in and kisses his cheek* "You're the cutest." (feverbcrn)

*whines* “Staceyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...”

[feverbcrn-blog]

She moved away. “Stay back, okay? I’m running too hot- control is shot, I’d hurt you.” She murmured. “We got a tip about some shady stuff going on at this warehouse. Went on a stakeout and it seemed to be not a huge personal risk, so I offered to check it out- and. Things got weird. Then I felt weird and I- I. Everything was burning. Because of me. I couldn’t stop it and I ran and I cooled down a little but it’s still wrong. I don’t know what to do, I’m scared, okay?”

[abandonedbird]

Sam stops in his place, not moving any closer to her but not moving away either. He’d starting to not get nervous, not for his own well-being though. He’s worried about her. “We could go to S.T.A.R. labs? Maybe they can figure out what happened.”

[feverbcrn-blog]

She felt her comedic shield crumble away at his worry and she was at a loss for words. “There- it.. it was supposed to be easy. Not a big deal, s-so I went ahead and … it wasn’t. Wasn’t easy. Something’s wrong with me, my powers, they’re out of control- I’m out of control. I don’t know what to do. This is really bad.”

[abandonedbird]

“Stace, just calm down.” He says softly, inching closer to her with a concerned expression. “What happened?”

[blahgdkhs-deactivated20180513]

She knows that with Sam she’s got to give him time, she’s always been willing to give it to him as long as he stays feed and makes sure to sleep somewhere warm. To make sure he knows to come to her if there is trouble. Steph walks forward, meeting up so she can stand right in front of the younger boy. It was funny, seeing someone filling the shoes of her old Alias while she was in the Batgirl suit. There wasn’t anyone else she’d rather let someone use however. 

“Don’t– Don’t be sorry. You did good.” It wasn’t as bright as the original for sure, but it did justice, much better than some of her own made from scratch suits nevertheless. 

“… Sorry for chasing you, wasn’t sure if you were some punk kid I needed to give a lecture to.”

[abandonedbird]

Stephanie’s approval had always meant a lot to him, even as a kid. It somehow meant even more that she approved of him running around as Spoiler. It meant she trusted him not to tarnish what she’d started. She trusted him to keep a good name going for Spoiler. And even though he loved his parents, her approval was what he needed right now. 

Sam gives her a smile that she won’t even be able to see, but at least he knows it’s there. “I uh... didn’t want to be an exact copy, you know? Didn’t want to take all of what was your’s.”

“It’s okay. Sorry for making you chase me. I didn’t want anyone else to know...”

[feverbcrn-blog]

“This might look bad, but I promise that it absolutely is.”

[abandonedbird]

“What’s going on?”

[blahgdkhs-deactivated20180513]

She heard about it before she actually SEEN it. Apparently there was someone in Gotham in a variation of her Spoiler costume, nearly all black with a few PURPLE accents. Steph would be lying if she hadn’t felt… A little proud at that? Surprise, and sure did want to hit the kid for getting into trouble– but an odd sense of meaning. 

Steph only saw this new SPOILER in action a few moments ago, and thats what started the chase. From what she could tell though, this new Spoiler knew the city well enough and got along just fine for only being out for about a week or so. Now, Steph hadn’t been awful, not at all when she started but she could always tell when someone had a bit more experience. She’s surprised though, when the other stops, turning to face her and she quickly furrows her eyebrows together–

“Sa…” A pause. Tilt of her head… Small smile. “Spoiler.”

“Care to explain?”

[abandonedbird]

He’d known Stephanie would catch on eventually or just catch him but he hadn’t counted on it happening quite so soon. The only reason he hadn’t even asked or told her was his overwhelming desire to just be left alone. He was lucky Steph hadn’t bothered him about what happened too much and just let him be, but he knew his parents weren’t the same way. As soon as they knew he was playing Spoiler, they’d be following him around like they did when he was Osprey, constantly asking him if he was okay and if he’d come home.

“I just... needed a change.” He finally replies, pulling his face covering and his hood back on, not wanting to risk any other heroes showing up if they’d been following Batgirl’s chase. Especially if one of those heroes happened to be Nightwing or the Flash.

He’s glad to see she’s smiling though, it means she’s not angry.

“Sorry for not asking.”

[abandonedbird]

@eggplantcapes

Sam had been working as Spoiler for the past week instead of his past alias Osprey. It felt wrong to have that title and his symbol when his sister was gone and Stacey was dead. He hadn’t exactly asked Steph if he could use her old alias, actually he hadn’t mentioned it at all. And it hadn’t been a problem until now when he had Batgirl tailing him. He swings up onto a rooftop, being reminded once again just how exhausting ‘flying’ is without using his wings. The teen was really going to have to work his arms out more if he was going to be swinging from place to place from now on. 

He leaves his eskrima sticks strapped to his thighs as he turns to face his unofficial (but might as well be) aunt. He just stands there for a minute before he finally pulls his hood back and tugs down the cloth covering the lower half of his face. 

“Batgirl.”

[blahgdkhs-deactivated20180513]

“Of course, honey. I’ll grab a sweater for you and put it outside the door for you, okay?” All she needed to do now was be there for the kid. He’s smart, she gives him that, coming to her. She knows the family home isn’t good right now, she’s ran away from home herself. A small sigh slips from her lips but she goes to start making some soup, he looked like he could use some.

[abandonedbird]

Sam showers, taking in the heat. While he was glad to be clean, he was also glad to just be warm. Not wanting to take too long, he keeps his wings in their hidden form so he doesn’t have to worry about washing them too. Once he’s finished, he steps out, drying himself off with a towel found under the cabinet and dresses, grabbing the sweater outside the door. He pads to the kitchen, his stomach grumbling when he smells food.

Dick Grayson please have mercy and kill me quickly when you find out about this. “–They won’t know as long as you don’t want me to tell, sweetie. I promise. Now, go on. If you’re not in there in the next five seconds I’m not going to let you stay up and watch trashy t.v. with me.”

[abandonedbird]

@eggplantcapes (if you still wanna continue this)

“Thanks, Steph.” The boy replies with a small smile, rushing to the bathroom to go get a shower like she had requested. He was glad he’d come to her, at least he knew she wouldn’t tell his parents where he was.

[feverbcrn-blog]

“Just school. I had a test. What about you?”

[abandonedbird]

“Eh, nothing really. Studying... working with the Titans...”

[feverbcrn-blog]

@abandonedbird

    “babe take this flower crown.”

[abandonedbird]

“Stace...? Why are you giving me a flower crown?”

[feverbcrn-blog]

“Then let’s not talk about him.” She kissed his cheek again.

[abandonedbird]

“Good idea. So what have you been up to?”

[feverbcrn-blog]

“Oliver is pretty cool. But you’re cooler. And cuter.”

[abandonedbird]

“Oliver is an ass. If I had to pick between an actual donkey and him, I’d pick the donkey.”

[feverbcrn-blog]

“She’s your sister, isn’t that her job?” She laughed slightly. “I don’t think she likes me.”

[abandonedbird]

“Mary Iris doesn’t like anyone except Oliver.”