[disasterousbird]

//Hum.

It sure has been a while, hasn’t it? Kind of thinking about rebooting this blog. I’ve been missing this little shit for a while now, and I think I’d like to give him a try again. <3

I’m thinking about changing some things, though, aging him up a little, give the blog a makeover, and things. Haven’t decided all that I’m gonna do yet, though, but he’ll at least stay his evil little shitty self, bc that was one of the things I really loved about rping him. I won’t be deleting anything from the blog, but I will be resetting all his relationships, most likely. Don’t think anyone’s really effected by that, though, since it seems most everyone he interacted with are inactive, but still, thought I’d mention it.

ANYWAY that’s all for now, I think. Sort of back, rebooting the blog, and makeovers. Fun times ahead. <3

[disasterousbird]

//-sleeps- uwu

[disasterousbird]

// HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAY C: <3

//UBUUUU AFGAHDAGFAD THANK YOOUUUU! <3

[disasterousbird]

palestallionofapocalypse said: ((*Lance mun* HAPPY BIRTHDAYYY

//Waaaaah THANK YOU LANCE MUN THANK YOU~!

[disasterousbird]

He paused when he was set down on the bed, glancing around as he pondered on what to do. The bed was much too soft underneath his unsteady little paws and he swayed just a little as he awkwardly and gracelessly turned to carefully step closer to Wally once he sat down, his tail sticking straight up as he tried to keep his balance.

Alright, maybe being turned into a kitten wasn’t all that great. This was just embarrassing.

However, that hand reaching out to pet him made him momentarily forget all about that and he purred softly in content, before something akin to a snort - that sounded more like a kitty-sneeze than anything else - left him at his husband’s last comment.

Oooh, I might not be able to run away on missions, but I can still play hide-and-seek with you right here at the HQ, Walls~

Jumping up into the redhead’s lap, he buffed his head against the older’s stomach and gave him a soft look. Not that he’d do any running anyway right now. Not after…

He gave Wally’s thumb a gentle lick and curled up. No. Right now, all he wanted was to simply stay close to his beloved husband.

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Wally smiled at the view, hand continuing to stroke the soft fur. Robin made a cute kitten. He took hold of him again, lifting the small ball of fur closer to his face so he could kiss his tiny ears and give him every piece of attention that he deserved.

The redhead laid his head against the pillow, eyes closing slightly as he rubbed the back of the kitten’s head. “You know, the boring part about this isn’t that you’re fluffy and all your kisses are hairy,” Wally noted with a look that bordered to disappointed. “It’s more about the fact that I can’t talk to you.”

Wally wasn’t going to lie and claim he wasn’t a physical person. He liked to show Dick that he loved him with kisses and the best sex he could ever grant him, but even so, he loved to talk to him. They’d been best friends before boyfriends, and then husbands.

He yawned slightly and shifted a bit, but he still had Dick close to his face so he could smother him with affection. “Hm, let’s hope you won’t stay like this for too long.”

[disasterousbird]

Tell me about it...

Not being able to talk was pure torture and the fact that he meowed every time he tried - which was only obvious, considering what species he currently was - was just plain embarrassing.

But, hopefully, it wouldn't take long for the damn spell to wear off.

And when it did, he'd take full advantage of being human again - with everything that entailed, starting with showering Wally with kisses that weren't hairy and talking and listening until they both passed out from exhaustion.

The tiny kitten meowed gently and lightly nuzzled his little black nose against the speedster's cheek, before having to pull his head back a little, mouth parting into a big, tired yawn. He slowly blinked his blue eyes a few times and distractedly rubbed a paw over them.

All this stroking and petting and nuzzling and kissing and rubbing was making him so incredibly...relaxed. Really, really relaxed. And tired. Like, sleepy tired.

And judging by the yawn Wally just let out, he wasn't the only one.

Shifting, he moved just a little bit down onto the redhead's chest and laid his head down on the bare skin, pulling his little paws in and curling up into a small ball and, with an affectionate lick to the speedster's neck, Dick yawned once more and closed his eyes.

[disasterousbird]

-He literally winces -or, winces as well as a cat can do, anyway- and shakes his head while sending out a mental groan-

Please don’t do that. Please. Just don’t— coo and—

-He refuses to be called cute, no matter whether he is or not-

And three days. About a day or so left now though, thank god.

-Sniffs the pasta, takes a few more bites, then licks mouth and nose and sits back to stare up at Megan almost expectantly, suddenly feeling himself -or rather, his kitty self- crave something else-

Do we have any cream left?

[green-little-earth-girl]

-Megan nods soothingly, if a little patronizingly.- Alright, I’m sorry!

You’re still the terror of the night, I promise.

So who else knows? Wally, I’m guessing?

-Some unhappy part of her mind noted that he’d been like this for two days and she hadn’t even noticed, but then, Team members had come and gone for entire missions without anyone noticing.-

-Megan springs up briskly, clapping her hands together and forming her expression appropriately politely. Knowing cats, Robin would probably be even more likely to stalk off in indignation if she offended him. And then he’d never be fed! (Cream. Really!)-

I think we do! -she assures, and it only takes a second of rifling around in the fridge for Robin to have a cold bowl of cream sitting right next to his spaghetti.-

[disasterousbird]

-His eyes instantly brighten at the sight of the right now incredibly delicious looking cream and he shifts, crouches down and instantly begins to lap up the wonderful, cold treat.-

Of course Wally knows.

-He almost snorts at that, but he's too focused on that oh so amazing taste on his little pink tongue to care much of what Megan's saying- no, thinking.-

He's the one who found me pretty much right after I got turned.

-Thank god. And since his husband had been through the same thing before, it wasn't difficult to make him realize what had happened. They'd both been spending a lot of time in their room since it happened, but Wally was asleep right now and Robin had thought it best not to wake him and instead look for something to eat on his own.-

-...Which, actually, had turned out a little bit more difficult than he had thought, since he could no longer, well, do anything.-

-A good thing he'd smelled cooking and run into Megan then, actually.-

[thefuturisticslave-deactivated2]

"..." has found you

[disasterousbird]

  The slits of Robin’s mask narrowed and he shifted into a slightly more defensive pose, his hands close to his belt - just in case. “Robin,” he answered shortly. “Who are you?”

[thefuturisticslave-deactivated2]

The slave can’t help but tense, eyes warily trailing down to the others belt. He swallowed, shifting his weight. Robin? Maybe this guy just had the same name as the famous legends. “I’m B-Bart…B-Bart A-Allen.”

[disasterousbird]

This kid, Bart, seemed incredibly nervous and honestly scared, and for a moment, Robin hesitated. But only for one moment. Fear could make people do crazy things and he wouldn't put it past this guy. "What are you doing here, Bart Allen?"

[disasterousbird]

//ASDFG HAPPY BIRTHDAY! *throws confetti everywhere*

//AGFADAFGSFAS THANK YOU~! -flails around in the confetti-

[disasterousbird]

//TODAY'S MY BIRTHDAY WOOHOOOOO~!! ohgodanotheryearolder-creys forever-

I'mma try to be on when I get home from work later tonight and stuff yes >w<)b

[disasterousbird]

-His head darts up from the bowl the instant he recognizes the telepathic voice and for a moment, he’s not sure what to do. If she finds out he’s actually, well, him, then what? He doubts she would hurt him, but still. The embarrassment of it all!-

-…Then again, having a telepathic translator would make things one hell of a lot easier-

-The kitten sighs and ducks his head again to avoid looking at Megan and takes another bite of pasta to distract himself as he thinks back at her, hoping she’ll recognize his voice.-

No one. Well, I did it myself, if you wanna be really technical about it, Megs.

[green-little-earth-girl]

-For a moment, just just blinks in surprise, processing the voice and trying to place it.-

-Then her smile splits into a wry grin, because how could she not know that voice?-

Robin? -and Megan snorts,- magic anon got you, huh?

-But that isn’t very Megan, so she switches her smile to something sweeter and does what most teenaged Earth girls would do. She coos.-

Aaw, you’re so cute! How long does it last?

[disasterousbird]

-He literally winces -or, winces as well as a cat can do, anyway- and shakes his head while sending out a mental groan-

Please don't do that. Please. Just don't-- coo and--

-He refuses to be called cute, no matter whether he is or not-

And three days. About a day or so left now though, thank god.

-Sniffs the pasta, takes a few more bites, then licks mouth and nose and sits back to stare up at Megan almost expectantly, suddenly feeling himself -or rather, his kitty self- crave something else-

Do we have any cream left?

[green-little-earth-girl]

-Megan giggles happily, waving a small bowl out of the cabinet and next to the stove while she pulled out the - oh, how silly of her, to forget the name of something like a cooking utensil! She pauses in the middle of ladling out pasta - do cats even eat spaghetti?

-Well, it’s a good time to find out! She sets the bowl on the ground, then, after a moment of hesitation, sits down with it, legs crossed under her.-

[disasterousbird]

-He gives Megan a somewhat suspicious look, but still slowly and carefully steps closer to the bowl, leans over it and warily sniffs the contents. It…actually doesn’t smell all that bad and even his kitty-stomach agrees that this will do just fine. He’s really hungry, after all.-

-The fluffy, black kitten glances over to Megan again, before moving in to take a small, cautious bite of pasta-

[green-little-earth-girl]

-Megan smiles at watches the kitten eat. He’s just so cute! Even if seems cautious, at least it doesn’t seem to mind the food!-

So! -she casually thinks at the cat. It was more of a broad projection than a mental link, and Tiger had seemed to accept the like willingly, once or twice. Surprisingly, she’d even gotten a few impressions back. - who let you into the Cave?

[disasterousbird]

-His head darts up from the bowl the instant he recognizes the telepathic voice and for a moment, he's not sure what to do. If she finds out he's actually, well, him, then what? He doubts she would hurt him, but still. The embarrassment of it all!-

-...Then again, having a telepathic translator would make things one hell of a lot easier-

-The kitten sighs and ducks his head again to avoid looking at Megan and takes another bite of pasta to distract himself as he thinks back at her, hoping she'll recognize his voice.-

No one. Well, I did it myself, if you wanna be really technical about it, Megs.

[green-little-earth-girl]

disasterousbird replied to your post: -trots into the kitchen, head held up high, tail straight up and blue, kitty eyes glancing around carefully-

-Freezes in mid-step and stares up at Megan almost warily, before chancing a small glance over to the stove. As a matter of fact, he had ventured into the kitchen because of the smell. And because he was hungry. Maybe Megan could…- -meows-

[green-little-earth-girl]

-Megan giggles happily, waving a small bowl out of the cabinet and next to the stove while she pulled out the - oh, how silly of her, to forget the name of something like a cooking utensil! She pauses in the middle of ladling out pasta - do cats even eat spaghetti?

-Well, it’s a good time to find out! She sets the bowl on the ground, then, after a moment of hesitation, sits down with it, legs crossed under her.-

[disasterousbird]

-He gives Megan a somewhat suspicious look, but still slowly and carefully steps closer to the bowl, leans over it and warily sniffs the contents. It...actually doesn't smell all that bad and even his kitty-stomach agrees that this will do just fine. He's really hungry, after all.-

-The fluffy, black kitten glances over to Megan again, before moving in to take a small, cautious bite of pasta-

[thefuturisticslave-deactivated2]

"..." has found you

disasterousbird - gottagoflash - wonder-girl

[thefuturisticslave-deactivated2]

“W-Who are you?” The teen looked up warily, hands locked together in tight fists.

[disasterousbird]

The slits of Robin's mask narrowed and he shifted into a slightly more defensive pose, his hands close to his belt - just in case. "Robin," he answered shortly. "Who are you?"

[disasterousbird]

He gave a mental sigh and felt his ears droop, just a little.

So much for that. Well, he hadn’t expected Wally to understand what he meant, not really, but that still didn’t stop that gnawing feeling of disappointment and discomfort. So this was how it was going to be for the next three days then, huh?

…Great.

Well, on the bright side, he’d get to be cuddled and taken care of even more than usual and he’d be stupid to say - er, meow - no to that.

Standing up on his hind legs, he gently pawed at Wally’s right cheek - making sure to not have his claws extracted - and gave him a light lick on the nose and the corner of his mouth.

Thanks, dude. Really. I love you.

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Wally continued down their hallway, smiling as Dick licked the corner of his lips. He continued to rub his finger behind Dick’s ear to cuddle and comfort him the best he could. He knew from personal experience that being turned into an animal wasn’t the most fun he’d had in his life.

But he was here now, and he’d take care of him.

They both had some healing to do.

Yawning slightly, Wally entered their room and shut it closed. He put Dick gently down on their bed, before he pulled the hoodie from his body and sat down onto bed next to Dick shirtless, and drained.

It had been a long day.

He reached out and stroked Dick again, softly and lovingly.

“Heh, well… at least now you can’t run away on missions without me,” he said in an attempt at easing both his own and Dick’s mood.

[disasterousbird]

He paused when he was set down on the bed, glancing around as he pondered on what to do. The bed was much too soft underneath his unsteady little paws and he swayed just a little as he awkwardly and gracelessly turned to carefully step closer to Wally once he sat down, his tail sticking straight up as he tried to keep his balance.

Alright, maybe being turned into a kitten wasn't all that great. This was just embarrassing.

However, that hand reaching out to pet him made him momentarily forget all about that and he purred softly in content, before something akin to a snort - that sounded more like a kitty-sneeze than anything else - left him at his husband's last comment.

Oooh, I might not be able to run away on missions, but I can still play hide-and-seek with you right here at the HQ, Walls~

Jumping up into the redhead's lap, he buffed his head against the older's stomach and gave him a soft look. Not that he'd do any running anyway right now. Not after...

He gave Wally's thumb a gentle lick and curled up. No. Right now, all he wanted was to simply stay close to his beloved husband.

[disasterousbird]

/This blog is awsome you are so good at Evil!Robin /

//Hnngg-

Thank you, anon, you’re so sweet and agadgadaf omg thank you ilu~ ;A; <3

[disasterousbird]

The moment Wally picked him up, he couldn’t help but start purring - which actually was kind of embarrassing in a way, but no matter, there were more important things to think about right now - and he placed his paws on his husband’s cheeks and gently began to knead.

It’ll rub off in three days, Walls. It’ll be fine. Probably.

He meowed three times with the slight hope that Wally would understand what he meant, but he didn’t expect too much. It was hard communicating like this!

[darkspeedster-deactivated201405]

Wally grinned when hearing the purring and stroked his fingers over Dick’s dark, soft fur. He had been a cat himself; he knew how he liked to be scratched behind the ears and cuddled with. Not that Wally didn’t appreciate cuddles as a human too, but it was strange how comforting it was when you were a cat.

He heard three meows, but he was not sure what Dick was trying to say. Damn it. The leas the anons could have done was giving his husband the ability to speak.

“It’s okay, dude; I’ll take care of you.”

God knows he needed it after their… son was taken away to his real timeline.

Slowly, Wally started walking towards their bedroom, stroking Dick behind the ear and kissing his snout. “Well, we’ll just have to stick to it until you’re back to normal, I guess.”

[disasterousbird]

He gave a mental sigh and felt his ears droop, just a little.

So much for that. Well, he hadn't expected Wally to understand what he meant, not really, but that still didn't stop that gnawing feeling of disappointment and discomfort. So this was how it was going to be for the next three days then, huh?

...Great.

Well, on the bright side, he'd get to be cuddled and taken care of even more than usual and he'd be stupid to say - er, meow - no to that.

Standing up on his hind legs, he gently pawed at Wally's right cheek - making sure to not have his claws extracted - and gave him a light lick on the nose and the corner of his mouth.

Thanks, dude. Really. I love you.

[disasterousbird]

darkspeedster said: Wally heard Robin scream lightly in protest. Naturally, he came running for only to blink when he found a black cat in the middle of the hallway. Oh no… this seemed way too familiar. “… Rob?”

His ears perked at the familiar voice and he looked up, blue eyes wide. Wally! He meowed in relief and hurriedly trotted over to the speedster to paw at his leg, another loud meow leaving him. Yes, it’s me!

[darkspeedster-deactivated201405]

Wally sighed and crouched down to take the kitten into his arms, shaking his head. These anons. Had they nothing better to do than to turn Robin into an animal and give them babies? Seriously? He nuzzled Dick’s cute kitty face and kissed his forehead. “Dude, you too huh? I’m sorry, but it’ll rub off eventually? Or at least I hope so or I have some anons to hunt down…”

[disasterousbird]

The moment Wally picked him up, he couldn't help but start purring - which actually was kind of embarrassing in a way, but no matter, there were more important things to think about right now - and he placed his paws on his husband's cheeks and gently began to knead.

It'll rub off in three days, Walls. It'll be fine. Probably.

He meowed three times with the slight hope that Wally would understand what he meant, but he didn't expect too much. It was hard communicating like this!