puffed your chest out like you never lost a war

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ofstarandfire:

      Worrying her bottom lip, Kory went against her better judgement and reached forward to gingerly wrap her arms around him in a hesitant hug. “We could find all the foods you like, Gar, or we could both just keep standing here looking miserable.” She wanted to see him happy, have him be as she remembered with a careless smile and a laugh on his tongue at all times. “I want to.”

As much as he wanted to spend time with his friend, Garfield exercised what little self restraint he possessed and shook his head. “Nah, it’s alright,” he lied, turning away from her. “I should probably get back to ... over there, anyway.” He gestured haphazardly, realizing he had no one to run off to. He wanted to reconnect with Starfire, not Koriand’r -- or Kory Anders, or whatever she was going by now, in Gotham -- and he knew it was a fruitless wish, just like wanting to speak to Robin instead of Nightwing.

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ofstarandfire:

      “No?” Kory echoed sadly, the tentative smile that she’d been sporting all night suddenly falling. Her last conversation with Garfield hadn’t gone well, and truly it was almost mirrored to the one she’d had with Raven upon first coming to Gotham, but that didn’t mean that she wanted to see him upset. “We could… sneak into the kitchen search for something else? Avoid getting caught like old times?” She would suggest leaving if it meant betting out of the dress and the heels and taking her hair down from the overly done up-do, but she was sure that her boss would kill her.

Foolishly, his face lit up at her suggestion, before sinking back down. Like a little kid, Gar pouted and crossed his arms, annoyed at himself for letting him get excited. “You don’t really want to, though,” he said, shaking his head. He’d never been a downer before and didn’t like this new side of himself.

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ofstarandfire:

      She couldn’t breathe. Not because anxiety creeped from the inner recessed of her mind to leaden her bones or grip at her heart, not it was because this dress didn’t allow for breaths to be taken. Kory feared that if she exhaled too deeply, it would b u r s t apart, and that would be unfortunate because it was quite lovely. Not sure who to speak with or what to do, she’d found solace over at the dessert table, nibbling away at cakes and bite sized treats. Her mouth was full when another approached her and she swallowed thickly around something covered in chocolate.

      “Are you having a nice time tonight?” She wanted to rock back and forth, but the heels prevented much movement leaving her rooted tot he spot.

“No.”

Garfield was in no mood. He’d gotten all excited and everything for the whole night only to find that everyone in Gotham who wasn’t drop-dead boring was drop-dead bored with him. He didn’t know what he was expecting, coming back to everyone he knew, but it certainly wasn’t this.

“I can’t even eat the treats,” he whined. “They’re all made with gelatin and I was just a pig, like, last week.”

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rxchxlrxth:

She smirked at him, reaching out to cautiously prod his tie in the hopes that it wouldn’t fall apart. “Take it easy there, Beast Brain. Don’t let one compliment go to your head.”

He smiled down at her action. “You know as well as I do that one compliment from you is like a thousand from anyone else.”

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the-metropolis-marvel:

“Rule number one of being a man in polite society.” He laughed, or so his mother had told him. “And I can show you how, but you’ll have to hand it over. The last thing anyone needs is you walking around on Valentine’s Day looking like… Well, that.”

“Hey! I think I look pretty great,” Gar said, furrowing his brow and looking down. “Just the whole tie thing. And the shoes. It’s not my fault everything clashes with my skin. I’m green, for Christ’s sake!”

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rxchxlrxth:

“Don’t look at me. I too invested my time in other skills. You look nice, though.”

“I do, do I?” He looks down and straightens his excuse for a tie. “You know me. I could never turn down the chance to grow up. I just look too cute.”

[garfckinlogan-blog]

“Before you tell me I look like a complete idiot, I know. Not my fault I was too busy saving the world as a teenager to learn how to tie a tie. Now, are you gonna help me out, or just keep watching me fail?”

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ta-ramarkov:

“Woah,” She said, recoiling a few steps back as if he had invaded her personal space. “ Yeah, I’m fine. Who’s Terra?” She blinked, a picture of innocence that surprised even herself as she stared up into a face that she had cared about, maybe even loved a little, one she had b e t r a y e d. Something her ‘final’ act of heroism couldn’t wash clean. She was dedicated to her lie, even as she felt her mask slipping. This was supposed to her her new start, wasn’t it? Why were their so many Titans in Gotham?

Terra picked up the ball that‘d dropped to the ground. She held it out to him with a tentative smile.

“I --” I want to run away, he thought, or maybe, I never should have left. But Garfield Logan, Beast Boy, wasn’t a coward, and he certainly didn’t have any regrets. “I don’t know,” he said, believing her confusion, a naïve, innocent mistake on his part. “She’s no one,” he affirmed, speaking only to himself, really, before plastering his happy face back on. “Just thought you were -- anyway. Uh, thanks.” He held his hand out below hers, mirroring her facial expression. If it really was Terra, he was sure he’d knew it if their fingertips brushed, and wasn’t sure if he was ready for that kind of confirmation.

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ta-ramarkov:

Her head shot up at that f a m i l i a r voice. No, no, this wasn’t happening. First Raven. Not him. She didn’t know if she could keep up her facade this time. She sucked in a breath just to keep herself from whimpering. She scrambled up, turning away from him, ready to bolt. 

–and then, she couldn’t help it. “Hey B–..Kid, no problem.” Her voice cracked.

Gar let a ball fall into each hand -- and one to the ground -- when he heard the broken voice, finally turning around to see the back of a blonde head that definitely seemed familiar. “Are you okay?” He asked, walking towards her and scrunching up his face in confusion. “Hey, do I kno --”

Wait a minute. “Terra?!”

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ta-ramarkov:

“—-Do you have any idea how rude it is to wake somebody who’s sleeping? Look at your face, I’m just kidding. What, you never tripped over a girl asleep in a park before?” She said, despite not even giving a glance at whoever was unfortunate enough to trip over her outstretched leg. Terra rubbed her eyes, looking up.

He didn’t even notice he’d tripped over anything until a familiar voice spoke up behind him. He failed to turn around and see who it was, too involved with his current occupation of juggling. “Sorry,” he called behind him to whoever he’d interrupted. “Wasn’t looking where I was going! Classic me.”

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nightwingisms:

“My M A N!” Dick exclaimed matching his friend’s ungodly volume and pulling him into a signature Dick Grayson hug. “Holy shit, it’s been a g e s! You should have told me you were coming in, I would have had Alfred bring the car around for you! I – M a n, it’s good to see you! Humor me – what the fuck are you doing in my neck of the woods and in the immortal words of our Lord and Savior Rihanna: ‘Where have you been!?’”

“I’ve been all over the place, dude! God, you shoulda been with me. Raven over here’s not too amused, but man, do I have some stories for you. How’ve you guys been holding up without me?”

[garfckinlogan-blog]

ofstarandfire:

      “W-well, what if I don’t w a n t them to be that way?” She asked, indignant and growing slightly annoyed with her friend as he kept pushing. Was this what she sounded like? “I’m happy as is. Nothing changed. People grow apart. I’ve got too much work to… to do that again. I like it. It’s nice and it’s normal and that’s what I want. I don’t want to be some crime fighting freak any more. I’m happy like this.”

“I --” Gar’s brow furrowed and he stepped back, hurt. “I just meant it’d be good to all be together again, not that we had to go back to the hard parts. I guess -- anyway, I should get going. I’ll see you around, I guess.”

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nightwingisms:

rxchxlrxth:

She sighed again, pulling her hood pack into place once more. “Come on. Let’s go find Richard. I think he’s at work right now, but I’m sure he won’t mind.”

“ –– You rang?”

“ D U D E !”

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rxchxlrxth:

“I’ve been living with Richard for three months now. Kory is here. Nothing feels the same. We can still… hang out, but. It’s different, Gar. That’s fine, but you can’t pretend it’s not.”

“You might not have any faith in everyone -- in yourself -- but I do. We were family, and that doesn’t just go away, however much everyone likes to pretend they didn’t care. You’ll see. I’ll find Dick.”

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ofstarandfire:

      “Beast Boy… Beast Boy… BEAST BOY! You are being dramatic. Everyone is fine.”

“Starfire, Starfire, Starfire, no they’re not! Why isn’t everything like it used to be, Star? Things used to be so great. What changed?”

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rxchxlrxth:

“Sure, Gar, but we can’t just go back to them -—— ” She raised one hand from beneath her cloak and snapped. “ ——- Like that. You get that, right?”

“What -- why not? I’m sure if we just hung out for an hour or two everything would be back to normal. We could go bowling. And I promise not to use my trunk this time.”

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ofstarandfire:

      “No, I have seen Raven. Four times to be exact. Please don’t be upset. I’m sure they’d love to see you. I’ve just… been busy as I said. I spend all my time watching the twins. It doesn’t leave a lot of time for uh, for the squad.”

Gar put his head in his hands. “God, what have we become?!” He cried, upping the dramatics as much as he could. “We need a group chat. Facebook? No -- whatsapp? God, I am so out of the loop! I don’t know why I thought you guys could stick together, you know, without me.”