If you're still awake and craving asks, would you write me a 3 sentence fic with the first ship that comes to mind (no cheating) with 'drying tears' as a prompt? But try thinking happy thoughts!
“Hey, hey, you’re okay.” Dick bounced the little bundle in his arms, shushing her gently. Slowly but surely, Hafsa began to calm, blinking large brown eyes at her adoptive father. Before he could claim victory, she was squirming in his arms, reaching pudgy little hands for the man currently leaning in the doorframe.
“Baba!”
“Betrayal!” Dick gasped, but grinned as he carried the wriggling toddler over to Tiger, who accepted her graciously.
“Good taste,” he corrected, earning another grin from Dick.




















