@lighthouscd said: [text]: So I got cockblocked by our relationship status last night. / from grey :/
[ text : gayson ] ??? uhhhh no thats literally not how that works [ text : gayson ] come round, i have zero intention of cockblocking you tonight 🍆

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@lighthouscd said: [text]: So I got cockblocked by our relationship status last night. / from grey :/
[ text : gayson ] ??? uhhhh no thats literally not how that works [ text : gayson ] come round, i have zero intention of cockblocking you tonight 🍆
@lighthouscd sent: 🛀 / grey @ juliet SORRY
Thank god for the bubbles or she’d be even more embarrassed over this than she already is. She couldn’t know his motives really, but it’s Grey so it could be anything, but the fact that he kept asking her questions from the other room and couldn’t hear her when she answered might be part of it. Juliet was already flabbergasted that he’d come into the spacious bathroom, saying something offhanded about the support bars that are so seamlessly integrated into the design of her apartment. The shower curtain had been drawn anyway, it wasn’t an issue.
It still wasn’t an issue when he sat on the bench next to the tub, because if she was being honest she liked the company. But suddenly he’s making a joke about how big her tub is and she’s rolling her eyes and saying it’s an accessibility feature, and then he’s yanking the curtain back and Juliet gives a yelp of surprise and bending her leg to get it out of his way because he’s big and now there’s water everywhere and he’s definitely not wearing all the clothes he was wearing before.
Juliet wipes bubbles off her face with a sputter, and crosses her arm over her chest even though the water is high enough to cover her. She gives him a look but honestly that shit eating grin of his is really hard to ignore. She hates that she bursts into laughter when he settles back against the other side of the tub looking way too self satisfied.
“Three things,” Juliet says, still laughing, peaking over the edge of the tub. “One: you’ve soaked my floor, but your clothes are absorbing it all,” she gives him a look that just screams ‘You’re an Idiot’. She covers her face with her hands, hiding her flush of amusement. “Two: how did you get your legs off so fast? And three: I used a THC bath bomb in here so you’re gonna get a weird body high if you stay in here...”
( @lighthouscd / Sorrel liked for a Reilly & gets Leech )
He’d met a girl, which wasn’t usual for him. Being shy and coming off as grumpy all the time, meeting knew people was difficult for Leech, especially getting to know them beyond a quiet hello. But this particular hello had been even more challenging, a language barrier of sorts between them. This woman he’d found an instant connection with was hearing impaired and communicated best via ASL, something with Leech wasn’t familiar. At first, it disheartened him, but after some thought, he began learning the language himself, taking classes here and there, and going to events and such, anywhere he thought he could see it live in action, which was how he learned best.
When he sees Sorrel again, he recognizes her, but doesn’t quite realize why at first. It takes a moment and then it clicks, and once it does, he sucks in a breath and finds the courage to speak with her. “You’re an interpreter, right? ASL...? I think I’ve seen you a few times.” He hopes he has the right person. “I’m actually learnin’ myself...”
@lighthouscd liked for sorrel && lilliana~
she’s been idly drawing small doodles in her sketchbook while they wait for tea to arrive. it’s been rather quiet, but a comfortable sort of quiet, since lilli doesn’t do small talk well and is aware el isn’t fond of what happens when people talk. she glances up from her work and bites her lip, before turning the page and ripping out a new clean sheet, sliding it across the table. reaching into her bag, lilli pulls out one of her spare pencils. “here,” she says softly, holding it out. “so we both have something to do.”
@lighthouscd said: “ easy they come, easy they go. ” / from grey
If wine made her giggly and vodka made her weepy, gin made her mellow. Finally, it might seem, she’s run out of energy. Around Grey especially, she plays up the little-sister role she is oh-so fond of; the annoying toddler on a sugar rush. He either finds it endearing or annoying but either way she’s pleased. But now that half the bottle of gin is gone, she’s settled herself down, looking oddly un-Cecelia. No heels in sight, she’s opted for jeans and a jumper.
She’s been tenderly prodding and prying all evening; finding her sweet spot. How to get Grey to open up, without scaring him back into his protective shell? It’s a lot of give and take, she’s had to admit some rather private feelings herself so not to make him feel like he’s the only one in the spotlight. “Not me,” she rebukes, “I’m impossible to get rid of, just try.”
STARTER CALL // @lighthouscd
“Is it French?”
She’s staring at the poor woman like she’s trying to work her out. As if, if she looks close and hard enough, everything she would need to know about Sorrel will just fall out of her. “Your name, I mean. Where does it comes from? It’s nearly as odd as Sherlock, I fucking love it.”
STARTER CALL // @lighthouscd ( aster boehme )
Cee isn’t good at awkward. It makes her skin crawl, her stomach twist. She re-folds her legs, coughs, winces, and then all of a sudden, shouts. “Rubbish at taking contraception!” Celia actually looks excited and then falters. “Things... things we have in common? Both teen mums. Well, actually, I was twenty when my daughter was born, but I was nineteen when I got... well... you know. Common ground. You know, apart from having slept with Greyson.” If there is a God above, strike her now. The awkward silence was actually better than this.
STARTER CALL // @lighthouscd + jackson gabriel
“No, I’m sorry, I cannot understand a thing you’re saying. Is it-- are you speaking Gaelic?”