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Nightwing, 2020

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“Eventually you surely must realize the lady is just being polite and you’re boring her dear sir”  Thea practically shoved Dixie’s conversation partner out of the way, he was some boring old fart talking to her about Wayne shares, no such a gorgeous face did not deserve to be in such a boring conversation Thea decided to rescue her even if she came across rude. Charity galas were meant to be fun not a boardroom meeting in tuxedos.

“If that boring fogie was your sugar daddy I just made myself look like an ass for nothing,if he wasn’t you owe me a drink. “

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"What the fu- actually. I shouldn't even be suprised anymore."

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11 August 2020

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It had been a long time since Jason had seen his sister. So much time had passed, both of them dealt with their own traumas as well as their dysfunctional family drama. They were always in direct competition of each other; even if they didn’t think that was the case. Dixie was the first robin, and she did a damn good job at it until she forged her own path, to be her own hero. Jason was always in her shadow; constantly compared to her impossibly high standards. It was hard for him to not resent her. Especially after his resurrection; it really brought those feelings back to the surface.

But hearing she had been shot; well that was enough to bring Jason back home. The prince of Gotham had returned to visit the prodigal daughter on her deathbed. Though, the batfamily was like roaches in that they’d cheat death and probably still survive the goddamned apocalypse. If anything, most of them had already died once and really had nothing left to fear. Except, maybe losing each other.

“Hey sis. The doctor’s aren’t sure if you can hear us, but you know it’s hard to get me to shut up when I’ve got something to say.” He chuckled bitterly, approaching her bedside. Taking a deep breath, he continued,“I know that Bruce had a habit of pitting us against each other, but I need you to know that I do love you. That I appreciated being your little brother. Even if I am taller than you.” He chuckled bitterly once more, feeling tears prick the corners of his ocean eyes. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, really hating seeing his big sister like this. “And if you die before me I’m going to be pissed. Fuck, I have a tombstone and everything already.” Squeezing his eyes tight, Jason leaned down and hugged his sister’s comatose body, he held her close for a moment, praying to anything out there that she’d hold him back. Releasing her, Jason brushed some of her hair out of her face before placing a gentle kiss on her forehead. 

She’d pull through. She had to.

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❝ Well. ❞ As if she could objected about the statement, it wasn’t just the hands she couldn’t trust with her own work. Most of the time it was majority of the people she worked with, interacted with or even started a meaningful relationship. Trust was the ultimate prize among many to gain when it came to be friending the youngest Luthor. That was thanks to the people she thought she could call family, bending twisting and molding the truth to a way no one could see the lies through it. Who could so easily trust when that was your life growing up?  ❝ Harder than you would think. ❞

Lena was good at this game, a flirtatious one she had played with many, mostly men. Who thought they could easily pull her into a bed because they say a few smooth. She held up the act of the rich straight single bachelorette out to just have a good time who could hold her own against horny old marry rich men when in reality she was the prodigy closet lesbian who could bury them in a second flat should they challenge her. Being out however, it felt more freeing than when Lex was imprisoned. She could say those flirtatious things to a woman and watch them crumble. ❝ Depends on how you look at it really. ❞  Or play a longer game which would cause her to think of her actions like a game of chess where instead of killing a king the checkmate was when she found herself entangled in the sheet with her opponent.  ❝ While the bed is luxurious. I can assure you it’s not the bed that you’d enjoy. ❞

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@bludhavenbluebird​ wants Batgirl!

“Pretty Bird i’m getting jealous” Babs purred pushing the files on Poison Ivy to one side to slide herself on the desk, index finger curling under Dixie’s chin as she nuzzled her with a beaming smile. “You got a gorgeous red head right here who hasn’t been kissed in the last...ouh..” she looked dramatically at  her wrist watch. “Twenty minutes” they had a mission yes but maybe a five minute break from studying police reports would be allowable.