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ironman.

“You know, that’s not a half bad idea,” he laughed. He wasn’t stretched for money by any means but it could be fun. “I wonder if that would get me a life time supply of lucky charms. That’s the big draw here, really.”

“i can see it now, your face plastered on a wall of cereal boxes. i definitely deserve a share of that wealth for the inspired idea.”

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“So, if you’ve ever wondered what happens when you lose a bet with Zatanna,” laughed Tony as he scratched behind the bunny ears on his costume. “It’s a little like this,” he shrugged. “I’m a man of my word so I had to honor the bet.” He was sure if he didn’t the stage magician would’ve probably turned him into a real rabbit. “But, honestly, I think I rock this look. What do you think?”

“looks like you stepped right of a box of lucky charms,” dinah commented with a chuckle, the giggle juice definitely lending to her amusement of all things. “you could be well on your way to your next brand endorsement.”

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arsenal.

“Before you ask, Lian’s at home.” Roy insists as he loiters around in the haunted house. Parties are fun, sure, but there’s also free-flowing drinks - and worse, he’s sure - and a hell of a lot going on. Best to avoid that until he absolutely has to be there. “She would absolutely love this haunted house, but we went trick or treating earlier so she definitely does not have to be out late. So stop trying to use her an excuse to escape, we’re going all the way through.”

“it’s not even about the haunted house, I actually think taking lian out trick-or-treating again would be much more fun, halloween is really for kids, we’re all just playing pretend and drowning in the punch bowl.” she said taking a sip of the brightly red drink in her hand as to prove her point.

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hellblazer.

John smirks, a demon killed always made him happy—gunk, guts, blood and all. ❝And that was one of the small ones, love.❞ He smiles, putting another cigarette to his lips and lighting it up. ❝Now don’t say that, Canary. I thought we were ‘aving a good time and all. What with you doin’ most of the work and me gettin’ to watch.❞ He exhaled smoke away from the other blonde. ❝Before somethin’ else pops up can I ask you a question?❞ He glances over, ❝why do you fight in leather? It’s gotta be hot and uncomfortable. I hear cotton is much more breathable. You should try a trench-coat.❞

“i’m better of sticking to threats of this plane, realm, whatever the fuck you call it.” she digressed shaking her head again. “about that, without all the sorcery — and don’t get me wrong that is very unique set of skills, but that aside it would be useful to know how to take care of yourself the ol’ fashioned way. I could teach you some moves if you’d like.” hands sweeping over her jacket she took another look down at her attire. she’d started out following carrying the baton from the first black canary but the look had grown on her, and she rarely variated too far from it. “you get used to it, plus it’s not just straight up leather on skin for the most part. it’s as simple as i like the effect it has. i don’t wear trench coats unless i plan on having nothing on underneath, never saw the appeal.” she said casually with a shrug.

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hellblazer.

wiping the black gunk off her cheek she cringed inwardly, refusing to think about just what that might be it was going to be hard enough getting the visual out of her head. looking down at black leather outfit she couldn’t gather just how much more of it was on her, but she wasn’t optimistic. “you know i always wondered what everyones always on about in regards to working with you, but i’m starting to understand.” not mad at him per say, just not very appreciative of their current state.

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do you think you'll ever be able to forgive oliver?

“i don’t believe it’s as simple as forgiving him anymore. it’s about respecting myself and looking out for what is best for me. until things actually change for me to allow him back in my life in any capacity given our history would be me compromising my self respect. you have to teach others how to love you, and you can only do so by loving yourself more than anyone else ever will.”

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green arrow.

For once in his life, Oliver was at a loss for words. Running the same hand that been had smacked by Dinah through his damp hair, he stared at the wet pavement as realization dawned on him. She was right: deep down, Oliver would always be an asshole, the spoiled, selfish billionaire playboy who didn’t care about other people’s feelings and continued to toy with them. There was no denying it, he hadn’t changed as much as he had thought. “I did love you, and I still do. Even if I was bad at showing it, I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love you, pretty bird. And to be honest, I don’t think I ever will.” He finally said in a quiet voice, an apologetic look on his face. Clearing his throat, he shook his head again. “You should go back inside or you’ll get a cold, Dinah. We can do this later.”

“No Oliver, you weren’t simply bad at showing it, you don’t know how to love period. Not me, or Roy, Connor...you let people into your life but it’s like you don’t know what to do from there, you either abandon them or alienate them in one way or the other. If you loved me like you say you do, the way I loved you you would have never kept this from me no matter the reason. You wouldn’t have let me grieve your death too. If you understood me you would know what that would be like for me.” She closed her eyes glad for the rain that was now pouring down on them, washing away her tears as well. “I don’t want to see you, I don’t want to hear you call me pretty bird. I don’t want you to love me if this is how it’s always going to be. I just can’t, I don’t have it in me anymore.”

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green arrow.

Oliver knew that what he had done was terrible, he had hurt Dinah but he honestly hadn’t expected this kind of reaction from her. No, he had expected her to be furious, not heartbroken. Now he wished that she would have taken out her anger on him. Blinking, the archer rushed after the, leaving his coat behind. He stopped next to the woman he once had and always would consider as his true love and shook his head. “Dinah, I don’t expect you to forgive me,” He began and placed a hand on her shoulder, an apologetic look on his face. “Ever, if you don’t feel like it. And if you don’t want to see my face ever again, you don’t have to. I mean, we both know that you’re better off without me.” 

Head tilted back she looked skyward, a few droplets of rain slowly making their way down in preparation for the rain to come. She exhaled tears stinging her eyes but she was not going to cry. She’d shed enough tears for the bastard already. Just as she was getting a grip on herself there he was again, so close so alive everything she’d wished for, yet now that it was real she felt sick to her stomach by it. Finally the anger boiled to the surface, the fury blonde smacked his hand away from putting space between them once more. “Yes, that’s exactly it! What did you expect would happen here Oliver!? Did you think I’d be happy, that I md want to hear whatever reason you had for staying away for letting us all think you were dead. It was for our sake, of course because you get to make that call. Because every other decision you’ve made has been so fucking good! NO! So you have any idea what we went through? What I went through!?” She demanded, her voice rising with each word, the crackle of thunder in the background so ironically fitting the scene. “Despite everything that has happened, despite your very mistake in our relationship I still thought it was real. That you loved me like I loved you. But I was wrong, you can’t love someone and hurt them the way you do, Oliver!”

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green arrow.

“Uh, let met think. Well, the man who ruined everything by cheating on you, I guess? Among many other things?” Oliver drew back his hand and resisted the urge to take a step back. As much as it he didn’t want to admit it, it was a good thing they weren’t alone in the room. “And the man who has learned a thing or two about humility ever since?” He spoke honestly, rubbing his neck. Oliver let out a nervous chuckle. Yeah, Dinah was so going to kick his ass. He could only hope that the spectators were going to enjoy the show. “Also, the man who wants to apologize to you for not telling you that he was alive? Because he didn’t want to drag you into his mess?“ 

Dinah’s heard was swimming, fists balled at her side she kept digging her nails harder into her palms to make sure this was actually happening. All she could think about was the casket, the grave stone, and despair that took her so long to emerge from. Dinah had lost loved ones before but Oliver’s death...supposed death had taken something from her. As he went on she was barely listening as everything left like it was closing in around the two of them, leaving her without any air. She took a shaky step back, and another her entire frame trembling with pent up emotion, she held up a hand though couldn’t get the words outs with the shake of her head she walked around him straight out of the gym. The cold mist that clung to her exposed skin felt like such a relief.

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greenestjordan·:

Dinah was lucky Hal hadn’t spent his remaining money on festival food. He grinned at his friend as he walked past the long line to her booth and slammed a few crumpled bills on the counter. ( He would have paid double to see Ollie’s reaction to him doing this. ) “Well, we can’t let him win, Dinah.” Hal shrugged his shoulders, an amused look on his face. “So, how many kisses on the cheek do I get?” 

“No we definitely can not!” She said with a light wink at the disgruntled guy who walked away in a huff. She leaned across the counter taking his jaw and pulling him in by the collar to place a firm kiss on his cheek. “As many as you want!” She said patting his cheek before putting he money in the lockbox. “Let me grab my jacket, I wanna go and try to dunk Bruce or Clark before they shut down for the evening!”

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Dinah considered herself a relatively charitable person, she was all about charitable public service, though she was wondering just what possessed her to agree to do the kissing booth. She was staring down the college student she was sure she’d seen twice that day already when she spotted her old friend. “I hope you brought your wallet cause I’m this close to topping off Grayson and calling quits for the night!”

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