CANARY

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this is a notice.

this blog isn’t going on a hiatus or anything, but i can’t locate the muse right now for full-time attention to it. so i’m going to check in every so often and do the replies that i have the muse for. if you want to know what blogs i am on or what my d/iscord or s/kype is, feel free to message me here and i’ll get back to you as soon as i can! if you’d like to leave your s/kype or d/iscord information to be added, that’s fine too.

i just don’t want to force my muse and have her run off completely, so this is my solution. i still love you all!

xoxo,

r.

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thecourtoftalons:

“I am old, Dinah. You are more likely to move heaven and earth, than you are to change my way of thinking. And monsters do not always hurt for those reasons; there are plenty of monsters who hurt for more personal reasons. Duty, honor, obligation… the fault is in the act, not the motive.” Though he appreciated her acts of affection, they were entirely lost on him, given he had no idea that they were really meant to be so. “Perhaps, but I disagree. Not all things possess beauty, for if everything is beautiful then nothing is. If all are the same, then everything that is beautiful is also hideous.” 

❛ yeah, well, prepare to see me do both, old man. ❜ rather than be an insult, the term is one of affection — something else probably lost on him, even with her soft tone and smile. she looked down at her hands for a moment, gathering her thoughts. ❛ there’s beauty in the ugly, edwin. you may not see it, but i do. so consider yourself a monster all you like, but i’m gonna work on you until you beg me to stop. ❜ not that she ever expects him to actually beg, but he’s gotta understand that’s an expression, and not something rooted in fact. ❛ settle in, it’s gonna be a long ride. ❜

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heroesmakesacrifices:

“I don’t think there’s anything left in the past for there to be a ‘next time.’” He reassured. He was relieved that there was an agreement to disagree between them because this wasn’t something he was willing to change his mind on. William needed to be safe and that meant Oliver not being a part of his life. Dinah and him needed to focus on their own life together. “Thank you.”

Oliver raised his brow at her, but he didn’t protest. He wasn’t used to going out for breakfast what with his vigilantism and being constantly on the move. “What do you define as good? I hear IHOP’s good, but does that fit the bill here?” He asked. Plus, would it work for a pregnant woman? “I never have a day off, but I always have time for Dinah Laurel Lance.” He teased.

oh, jesus, ihop? ❛ oliver, i know you were stuck on an island for five years, but no one thinks ihop is good. and it definitely does not fit in this definition of good. no, you’re taking me to reynaldi’s. ❜ with queen money, she could suggest le cirque and be fine. reynaldi’s is below that, but it’s not ihop. she’s going to beat that out of him. shifting up, she manages to untangle herself carefully from him, tugging her t-shirt down.

❛ and you’re having a day off today. the night, we can talk about later. ❜ ultimately, she gets it. when you’re married to someone who wants to enforce the law, be it cop or vigilante, there are certain rules that apply to relationships: you have to be prepared to sacrifice a good chunk of your personal time with them. she learned that from watching her parents’ marriage.  didn’t mean she had to like it, especially not after last night’s bomb.

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i-amnot-batman:

Oh he knew exactly how stubborn she could be. Which is why it was a good thing he was persistent. “yes you have to” he said smiling up at her, “Now, let me treat it and i might kiss it all better” He quipped throwing a smirk up at her before he started cleaning the wound. It didn’t look as bad as it looked but it was not a scrape. “It’s deep, gonna have to stitch it up, it’ll scar if i don’t” thankfully they were both adept at it, 

oh, jesus, a needle. for all her strengths and ability to kick ass in heels — there’s nothing that dinah hated more than needles. especially when involved in stitching skin. she took in a ragged breath and then exhaled it, templing her fingers against her forehead. ❛ are you sure you have to stitch it, oliver? we can just slap some steri-strips on it and call it a day? ❜ she knows he’s right, but she’s hoping against hope that maybe he’ll see through to her way. ❛ scars are no big deal. ❜ pfft. don’t listen to her, oliver.

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thegreenbatman:

   Oliver scoffs and pulls away from them, wiggling a little deeper into his hoodie. Sleep is good and all, but sleep doesn’t help pave the way for this city’s standing.

   “You know, I’ve been thinking — as much as it pains me to admit it, I don’t think I’m cut out for the Mayor’s office.” He never was. Thea, on the other hand… “Maybe once that’s all over and done with and someone better is in office, I can start working on Queen Industries.” Not Consolidated, no — something else, something new.

he’s deflecting, changing the topic, changing the questions — he doesn’t want to talk about it, and for tonight, she’s going to respect that. mainly because she’s holding lian, who is making soft noises in her sleep. she hummed a bar of a lullaby, and then looked up.

❛ yeah? ❜ oliver is strong in many places, but dinah never saw him as a politician. ❛ what kind of working on do you plan on doing? ❜ her phone chirps a text, but dinah’s face never leaves oliver’s face.

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metahuman-mutanthuman:

The speedster took a step back, eyes flitting between the two vigilantes with every word spoken. It was like seeing his parents fight when he was a kid, which wasn’t something he would equate normally to Oliver and Dinah. It wasn’t a fair fight either – they were both making important points. Yes, he was untrained and needed to be taught that things went wrong, but he didn’t deserve to be s h o t because of it either. “Would you two STOP?” He snapped finally, taking a deep breath and looking between them again. “I don’t want you fighting over something that happened to me.”

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she turned a slow glare on barry — if he hadn’t been there, she might have been looking through him. ❛ i’m sorry, excuse me for not wanting you to get shot to prove oliver’s point. ❜ and then she turned that glare back onto queen himself. ❛ my sister dying proved that no one is ever going to be up to oliver queen’s standards of preparedness. so you go ahead, you train people until they resent you or die, all in the name of not being caught off-guard. you see how far that gets you. ❜ and then she looked at barry again. ❛ and you, stand up for yourself more. ❜ turning on a boot heel, she went to leave the two of them to their own discussion.

@heroesmakesacrifices​

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i’m sorry i’m not around much; my muse flew the coop. i’m doing my best to coax her back, so please, bear with me. i miss being here!

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heroesmakesacrifices:

“Because if anyone should be apologizing and asking for forgiveness, it’s me.” He answered. Perhaps it was just that this was something that was over and done with–an unchangeable event of the past–that made the path to this forgiveness somewhat easier. He wasn’t Barry, who could run into the past and fix this problem, but in hindsight, that would only cause this problem to become even more of a disaster. 

Oliver nodded in reply, because if he spoke, he would only end up repeating what he said last night and ignite the same argument once more. He would show through his actions, not words, that he’d ease that hurt–that he loves her with all of his being. He grinned at her and leaned in to kiss her. “As much as I deserve it, I’m glad your commitment was lacking.”

❝ yeah, well, it might stick next time. you never know. ❞ she leaned into the kiss, happy to receive one so early in the morning. fanning her fingers out over his rib cage, the tips of her fingers drew idle runes on his flesh. ❝ your son is a part of you. to be angry about his existence just doesn’t make sense. i know you have your reasons for keeping yourself out of his life, and i disagree, but i can respect your choice. ❞ she tucked her hair back.

❝ of course, now you’re going to have to take me out to breakfast. and i want to go somewhere good. ❞ she leaned up to kiss a scruffy chin, before moving to sit up a little more along the lines of his body. ❝ i have the day off from work, what about you? ❞ she’s eager to move past the argument, eager not to be angry anymore.

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i-amnot-batman:

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“uh huh” he muttered raising a brow when she winced when he just brushed over it. “A very deep scrape babe” he pointed out to her. “now are you going to let me clean it? Or are you going to be stubborn about it?” 

❝ oliver, stubborn is my middle name. ❞ she did, however, wince when he brushed his fingers over the ‘scrape’ on her thigh, and she made a face by scrunching up her nose. ❝ fine, i guess i’ll let you.. if i have to. ❞ oliver is in dad-mode, and there’s not much she can do.

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thegreenbatman:

   Oliver’s suddenly struck by how…

   good Dinah looks with a kid. 

   She’s holding Lian like a damn natural and that involuntarily squeezes on something inside him. Feels like his ribs. Maybe something behind his sternum.

   “Is it sad that the first thing that comes to mind is I’ll sleep when I’m dead?”

dinah loves kids. she doesn’t say it much, but she holds lian whenever she gets a chance, gets down on the floor and plays with her and gets stuck in watching paw patrol for hours on end. she loves the normalcy of it, craves it. she catches oliver staring, and she smiles at him, her fingers running up and down lian’s back as she sleeps.

❝ it’s your middle name, oliver. jonas is just a cover. but i’m good with trying to get you to four hours a day instead of three. ❞

[noamsthighs]

Katie Cassidy as Black Siren in the Arrow season 5 finale stills.

[ledszeppelin]

every pairing i love ♡ dinah lance & oliver queen Oliver Queen and Dinah Lance. Green Arrow and Black Canary. They hardly know each other anymore. But when their eyes meet they feel a spark neither of them can explain. A void deep inside them, something buried deep in their hearts. This strange feeling keeps them up at night, wondering… what have they lost? 

[rarelyupforair]

Black Canary ~ Paul Abrams Art

[kalelsonofkrypton]

Green Arrow and Black Canary by @artworkofstephenbyrne.

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i will be here probably thursday or friday night to do replies and such. sorry for the absence, trying to keep the muse up and not overwhelm myself or get annoyed. xoxo

[bepsboobs]

#anyone else catch the dinah laurel lance show last night? #i heard Quentin and Thea were in a few scenes as well? #can anyone confirm? (;

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