#eggplantbatprincess

[roseuscuculio]

eggplants painted red | j and s

from the starter call with references to here, here, here & here

for @eggplantbatprincess

(text): if you’ve got the time to send me photos like that

(text): come over later

(text): only if you’re still up for it

[laquilasse]

( this is gonna sound weird ) I LOVE YOUR DICK

all of the boys and all of the girls and all of the gender non-conforming homies just can’t get enough of my dick

[thebaesontodd]

✿- for a SUGGESTIVE text.

🍆 ;)

[robbing-the-hood-a]

Thankgiving

           He’s 4 when Elliot can think back to the first thanksgiving he’s ever had clearly. Gram is wrapping him up in nice clothing at the soup kitchen, picking out from the stock first and trying to get him warm clothing for this coming winter. There was plates before that they were able to eat and now it's mostly chatter and talk an a priest spreading god’s work. Elliot remembers looking up to the old lady that was like a mother but not, with her 3 missing teeth and wrinkly face, graying hair as she smiles down at him and smooths his hair down.

“Gahm.” he says, stumbles and She smiles because he getting close to sentences now and a warmth of pride fills him because she’s smiling.

  “Time to go dear.” Is all she says as Gram takes his hand, and they leave.

       He’s 4 when Elliot can think back to the first thanksgiving he’s ever had clearly. Gram is wrapping him up in nice clothing at the soup kitchen, picking out from the stock first and trying to get him warm clothing for this coming winter. There was plates before that they were able to eat and now it's mostly chatter and talk an a priest spreading god’s work. Elliot remembers looking up to the old lady that was like a mother but not, with her 3 missing teeth and wrinkly face, graying hair as she smiles down at him and smooths his hair down.

“Gahm.” he says, stumbles and She smiles because he getting close to sentences now and a warmth of pride fills him because she’s smiling.

   “Time to go dear.” Is all she says as Gram takes his hand, and they leave.

           He’s 5 when he spends that thanksgiving alone, shivering in the alleyway and cold. He had tried to wake up Gram two days ago and still she slept. He was worried because soon the soup kitchen would close and food would be gone. But she still won't wake and Elliot is refusing to leave her.

“G-guh-gram” he says, reaching over to shake her cold body. But she refuses to wake once more and Elliot shivers stomach rolling on himself because he hasn't eaten for 3 days now but still refusing to move.

      He’s 6 and is parading around as a self proclaimed hero, looking into the window sills of people and seeing families of all class come together with ham or some bird. He could smell it in the air and taste it as he ran. And there a ugly twisted emotion in his chest as he turns his back to them and leaps from rooftop to rooftop.

   He can't help ponder how its funny that he hasn't caught sight of Batman or Robin.

@flashgotthis @ofkryptcn @reckless-wildfire @thenightclxw @woolfcried @not-batgirl

               Elliot hides behind the name Rob, he’s 7 and has met both his HERO and His hero mentor. He has met Men that could bend steel and Run fast as lightning. Meets Boys that became Cats with a ruggish grin that just caused heat to his face and a nice lady that tends to his wounds once and awhile and listens to his stories sometime. Rob can't help the small smile when Flash stops by with a plastic container in his hand, a claim that he can't eat ALL the food by himself. (when Rob knows that not true.)

When Superman flies by from where he guess Batman place and wave at Rob with a “Happy Thanksgiving!” before flying off. When Robin and Batgirl start patrol later than normal but carrying another container with PIE in it and ice cream and all three sit eating. Smiles all around and jokes here and there.

Rob stopping by Dani place mid patrol and looks inside, before placing another potted plant on the outside of her seil and then leaps away. This time not falling!

Rob then finally stops in the alley where he lived with Gram and sets a small plate of turkey down, leftovers from Wally’s plate and just sits there until morning.

He can't help smiling this whole time.

               By the time Rob turns 8, He seems to be alone once more. Claws is gone, disappeared and he hasn't seen Flash in a while. Robin seems to be Gone and now a new kid has come and growls at him all the time. Street Rat to Street Rat talk. Back away from mine. Rob can take the hint. He knew he was just a cheap knock off anyway.

But Rob doesn't let this get to him and he out once more trying to do good. Try to do what's right. And there no rest for the wicked so there won't be for this “Robin.”

….It's Fine.

……….It's Fine.

    @eggplantbatprincess @jaybirdtxdd @knightvigilante

  In another world Rob is just learning who his real mother is, as the blond hair looks at him and cries, mummers of “im sorry, im sorry, im so sorry” is played on repeat and echoing in his mind. Staying with a man name Jason Todd and Training under Batman.

                     @atriumstrix @thenightstxr

               Its Street Kid now, and he’s 14 and better than he was before. The Robin an Him have come to an agreement and understand each other. They know Rob isn't a threat to him and there is a stalemate. Claws is still gone, there apartment still empty besides the time Elliot goes to clean it up. But once more he spends Thanksgiving alone and on the streets. Batgirl has came by and giving him a plate but other then that Rob focuses on moving on. Maybe go see his Nightlight.

But he gets a text and looking down he sees it Buns. And Elliot can't help the throb that goes threw him because it reads “Come over.” and Elliot is already turning and heading that way.

                Street Kid is 15, he’s fifteen and in intensive care, dreams of laughter and burning fire keeps him up at night. And his mouth is in PAIN everyday. The bandages keeping him from talking is the worst torture ever because all it does is remind him of his time with Joker.

He feels scrapped and cut open, The burns on his back are on FIRE and never seem to be able to be put out even with the amount of drugs pumping into him.

And all Elliot can do is cry and cry because he’s here, in a hospital alone once more. Spending thanksgiving and just recently he’s learning that Robin had died and Batgirl wasn't Batgirl and Elliot was just another victim in this war. And here he is. Alone.

               Elliot is 17 and he doesn't even know it's Thanksgiving. He knows that everything hurts and phantom pain lights up once more on old scars but his teacher is giving him a look and Elliot hisses as he once more pulls himself off the floor and moves into a stance. His body has grown from a small boy into a bulk of a man. And now he learns how to control and move it.

All he knows is that his teacher is harsh and strict, comes at him even harder.

          Elliot is now 18, He goes by the name Outlaw and has come back into the fold of the Bats. He learned there was more Robins, new Batgirls and that THE Batgirl was back in action. He learns that the scrappy Robin is now Red Hood.

He learns that Flash/Wally and Claws were together in Central City and Claws is now BACK.

He learns of Buns betrayal and just where his Armour came from.

He learns that Many things are different but Thanksgiving is still the same it seems. Because he in the city of Gotham once more and pulling shift until the others come out.

It's fine. It's Fine. It's Fine.

But then Batgirl comes by and smiles, and Outlaw smiles back as they sit down with pie between them and ice cream.

And then slowly the other bats come too and Outlaw is being introduced to Rooftop tag.

And it's really fine this time.

   @woolfcried @thenightclxw

   Outlaw is 19 and he’s stuck between two bodies. They won't move and let him up and Elliot really needs to pee but won't disturb their rest. The feast they had eaten hours before placing them all in a food coma. He only just smiles and takes a breath, forces his mind to ignore the urge and snuggle up closer to the redhead while claws burrows closer into his back.

He wonders what Next Thanksgiving will bring.  

SO the reason for this little dabble to grace you guys is because you ALL been so good to me even tho i kinda vanish before for some time. I wanted to write a dabble on how Rob would of spent his thanksgiving but it seem to of.....gotten away from me. 

ANYWAYS DONT LOOK TO MUCH INTO THIS! Alot of this was from his Main Vers. with TheNightClxw/atriumstrix/thenightstxr and FlashGotThis an WoolfCried. But everyone else i cant wait to get to writing with you!!! 

Happy Thanksgiving! 

[secondbestdetective]

@eggplantbatprincess from here

Tim frowned. “TJ?” He asked as he blocked her kick, grabbing her leg and pulling her off balance. “Not bad. but you have to be quick as well as tough. Toughness doesn’t matter if your opponent can’t catch you.”

[opeapea-blog1]

                                       ↳Terry && Stephanie

“--One of these days I’ll mingle a little and sneak off for the last half. By then, you’ve circled the ballroom and met everyone including those fashionably late."

“--You’ve got this down to a science, don’t you?”

               Christmas gift for @eggplantbatprincess                  Please don’t reblog unless you’re Lila!

[licn-blog1]

“Hey, Steph!” Lian smiles broadly and sits down in the booth. Sometimes she’ll have coffee dates with various members of the hero community, just to keep up with her very extended ‘family.’ She curls her hand around her coffee cup, her engagement ring conspicuously in view on her finger. “What’s new with you?”

@eggplantbatprincess / starter call

[the-bctman]

@eggplantbatprincess

“This is delicious, Stephanie.” Bruce complimented with a smile on his lips. He took another spoonful of the potatoes. “I haven’t eaten this well in years,” he says, much to Alfred’s dismay.