Wing Knight

Flying Grayson, Robin, Nightwing, Officer Grayson, Batman, Agent 37; I guess you could say I've got a colorful resume.

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@onexbadday

“And what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. What do you want?”

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I’ve Had Worse

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celerem‌:

He’s got no idea how he ended up on this earth. One minute he’s running a mission, the next, he’s bandaging … Well, apparently it was Dick Grayson, but this guy was nowhere near the scrawny kid he knew. “Don’t mention it, dude,” Wally said, finishing up his care. “So… this universe is pretty weird. Why are you so… tall, dark and hunky?” Mm, maybe he shouldn’t have said that part outloud.

“That an actual question, or you asking for advice? Because if it’s the latter, don’t worry. You will totally grow into it. Well, not the dark part, but the rest. You, uh. Don’t tan well, I do not recommend.”

He sat still and let him tend to him as they chattered. Sure beat tending it alone. He grinned. “Wait, you think I’m hunky? What, am I scrawny, pasty, and gross where you’re from?”

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raise your hand if i owe you a reply (or you want a new thread)

i KNOW i’m missing people but i can’t find anything in my activity

is there some kind of xkit extension to help with this....?

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things i like to know about rp partners !!

FILL IN:

i like to be called:  Lee

my favourite colour is: Cyan

gender: Male

one thing you should know about me:   I can be a bit of a chatterbox. I don’t mean to pester, and I’ll shut up if ask me to.

one thing you should know about my muse:   He’d rather do everything the hard way than kill someone, even if the solution isn’t ideal. 

first language:  English

second language: Smattering of Spanish; not sure I’d go as far as fluent? Stinky baby levels.

HIGHLIGHT:

age range:   under 13  |  14–17 | 18–22 | 23–25 |26–29 |  30+ |  70+

am i okay with nsfw?: yes | no | maybe  (depends, not if you’re a minor though.)

my favourite/most common thing to rp is: angst| fluff | smut |crack | action | other (storylines)

oc friendly?: yes | no | depends

rp blog:  does | doesn’t contain ooc posts  

TAGGING:

tagged by : @genetic-gamble tagging: @golddome @timetravclcr @trickshxt @corruptedspider @adamwarlocking

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@fopvamp

“Would you believe you aren’t actually the first vampire I’ve encountered?”

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timetravclcr‌:

Strange, that had never happened before.

And stranger still, in that that had never happened before. 

“Oh, err, thanks…” He’s visibly distraught by the sight of the flimsy notebook in someone else’s hands, and reaches out to take it. He’s familiar with relying on the kindness of others, too often a stranger in strange new lands, but relying on happenstance is something foreign. Perhaps something on purpose has happened here. 

“Don’t suppose you’d let me buy you a drink. In gratitude. You could say my whole life’s in this thing.” He puts the journal away, fingering his breast pocket to ensure there were no holes in his jacket. 

Something odd about this guy... but not sinister, exactly. He just couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Friendly enough, certainly. You’ve been playing the spy game too long, Dick. Sometimes a nice guy’s just a nice guy.

“Sure! I’ve got time. Just the one, though. Looks a little small for something like that. Abridged version?” He could be talking metaphorically, too. Might just be a book of passwords.

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corruptedspider‌:

“No. We do not.” They didn’t believe in anything - not luck and not something akin to wrong place wrong time. It was all a matter of choices; sometimes they just lead to bad consequences. “You came here for a reason, didn’t you? What’s that reason?”

“Cleaner air and deep-dish pizza.” Or was that Chicago? That was Chicago; New York had the better crusts. Oh, well, he was sure they had deep-dish, too.  “And I don’t suppose that’s the royal ‘we’...?” He didn’t exactly appreciate the other options.

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dementedspeedster‌:

“That’s one freaky hobby then.” Despite his words it wasn’t an unappreciated hobby as Thad popped the lollipop into his mouth. “Still,” Thad opens the pint of ice cream, “If it gets me something I’m not going to ignore it.” ho was he to deny someone’s kindness especially if it meant food for himself.

“So what I’m getting here is that you some freaky good samaritan who doesn’t mind feeding a villain. Am I missing anything here?” Because Thad certainly felt he was.

“I wouldn’t go as far as freaky, but yeah? You’re hungry, I have it to spare. It’s not rocket science.” He wasn’t as bad about it as, say, the Flash, but he didn’t go around passing death sentences, either. The world wasn’t that black-and-white. “Besides, like I said, you’re doing me a favor, honestly. I can’t exactly drop everything and go to Malaysia whenever I want, so I’d rather they not go to waste.”

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trickshxt‌:

His eyebrow raised and tongue clicked. Stubborn jackass. Could he say he was surprised? Not at all. It seemed to come par for the course in this field of his.

“All right then, I got ten minutes. What d’ya wanna talk about? How you’re lookin’ at a hefty felony charge? How you’re gonna have to answer a LOT more questions than what I’m askin’ if you make me take you in? How you’re gonna hate the hospital food more ‘n the Chinese place right next to the spot next to the guy I know? C’mon, you got a whole…” He waved a hand. “Whatever it is your doin’ in front of ya. I just need the briefcase. Just need what’s inside. You can even blame me.”

Wait a second, he may have just gotten incredibly lucky. This guy was a fed? Two birds with one stone, maybe. He was only ranked 37, no one would be surprised if something got away--but he wasn’t about to be gulled, either.

“...I want to see a badge.” Oh, please be legit. I want to not sew myself up. That’s just not fun. He couldn’t use as much anesthetic as he’d like, because he couldn’t control the needle. Of course, there was cauterizing, but... Let’s avoid that option. I don’t want to go into shock, either. And his thoughts were wandering. Had to focus. Couldn’t give the game away.

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corruptedspider‌:

“Nothing to hold me back. No more strings.” Though, that was exactly what he had; the six pulling him. The six telling him what to do - he just never saw them. Not really at least. He just wished to take them out. Prove he was better than them and maybe get some peace in that head of his.

“No longer have to save those worthless fools who show up at the wrong place at the wrong time. No longer having to protect banks or certain individuals - used to not get paid. Now? I don’t need to worry about that; just walk in, get the money, and walk out. So much easier than having to live a life outside of this mask.”

“You do realize you don’t actually have to do any of those things. Just, you know, responsible and well-adjusted human beings sort of want to save people that need it...? If it’s gotten too much, you could try retirement, instead of villainy.”

Wouldn’t it  be nice if all this guy needed was a pep talk and a vacation? But it was never that easy, or that simple. If only, if only, the woodpecker sighed, the bark on this tree was a little bit softer. “You didn’t actually answer the question. These strings just make it easier, they don’t make you better.”

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This Is What I’ve Been Doing

i will catch up on drafts tomorrow at the latest and have more content for you

[mcufam]

Don’t do anything stupid.

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The Batman Who Laughs #4 (2019)

written by Scott Snyder art by Jock & David Baron

[jasontheredhood]

He can and he will

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ASK MY MUSES ABOUT THINGS THEY DID IN CANON

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ngaobera‌:

ask if they regretted something or wanted to do something else, ask what they were thinking when they did something, ask what they think of another canon character. ask.

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heroprogeny‌:

Fighting the good fight? Where had this dude come from? Francis had to stop himself from rolling his eyes. Maybe he actually was a friend of Cap’s? “If you’re no one important, you should probably get the hell away from the fight involving mutated humans, supersoldiers, geniuses and other assortment of odd people,” the teen added as he let another arrow hit its target. “And I’m fighting because I’m quite god at it and have nothing better to do.” Francis had better morals than he usually let people know, but he was more morally grey than anything else.

“Hey, I don’t have to be important to be able to fight,” he protested. Besides, that motley group sounded more par for the course for his life. Reminded him of home. His tone softened. “I don’t guess there will be anything better to do until the fighting’s done, right? You’re pretty good at that, too.” He gestured, amending, “The archery.”