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[bellum-avem]

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“Quiet as a mouse.” She assured him. She didn’t want to admit to what he probably already knew, that she didn’t sleep much herself. That she’d come home from missions with her team too wired to sleep or so exhausted she’d immediately fall into the embrace of her nightmares. It was a miracle she ever found the energy to get up and still play the heiress, still smile and flounce for the cameras.

Instead of answering his question, she wandered around the counter, reaching out and brushing the hair off his forehead so she could get a good look at his face, deflecting the attention back onto him.

“You look terrible. You need sleep, not more coffee.”

[xfightxmex]

Connor Lance-Queen and Aimee Elizabeth Jordan Green Canary and Green Lantern “You’re not going to leave me, right?”
“Wouldn’t dream of it. You’re stuck with me for the rest of your life.” @ofarrowsandcanaries

[sonicanary]

          A light chuckle escaped the mother, as a weak smile hovers on her lips. ( good one i’ll give you that ). She’s not surprised he’s not taking it seriously, he’s a teen - almost a man -, && she remembers how easier were things when he was younger, though, probably things weren’t less dangerous.      “I was trying to have a moment with my son, thanks for ruining it, idiot !”      Dinah grabs the pillow && threatens to throw it at him. 

Sometimes it’s difficult for her to see Ollie in Connor’s eyes, && by Ollie she means her original Oliver, Connor’s biological father. Because both of the men are so much alike, && if another Oliver popped in, she was sure it would be the same. 

“I’m just saying that it’s soon to be your birthday, && eighteen is quite a big number... you’ll still run on juices, but...”     ( eighteen years ago the world was falling apart, your father died, && I did too ).     “... do you want some party ?”      && there’s that new mission Dinah wasn’t sure how to tell him about. It was new, && huge. && very dangerous.

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Connor hadn’t been sleeping. It was obvious to see. Oliver wasn’t completely oblivious. Especially not when it came to Connor. He saw his son regularly, if not daily, and the bags under the teenage boy’s eyes were growing more and more obvious. Oliver couldn’t have that go on much longer. It was concerning, especially if his son was going to continue being a vigilante/hero like his parents before him. The exhaustion would eventually cause mistakes. It would get him killed.

Oliver stepped further into the bedroom, pulling one hand from his pocket. As he came closer to Connor, he ran the hand through his son’s hair, ruffling it up a bit. He smiled down at the young man. God, how had time passed so quickly? Connor was already old enough to be out in the field. He had almost caught up to Oliver in height and skill. But when the father looked into those blue eyes - Dinah’s eyes - he saw the little boy who had shot suction cup arrows at him.

He looked around the room as Connor mentioned the lack of stuffed animals. He shrugged.

“I’m sure we could find something else to build a fort out of,” he said, still searching the room. He crouched down to look his son in the eye. “You wanna tell me what’s going on?”

[girlsofthedcu]

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“Yeah yeah yeah.” While she would take the praise for her superior chip-finding skills (which were totally real and totally amazing), she was pretty sure that the reason her brother sent her to the store was he was lazy. Like sloth levels of lazy. That, and they had learned long ago never to send their dad.

Relieved of the bags she had been carrying, Dinah followed her brother over to the couch and flopped down on the other side. (And yes, she might have pushed his legs OFF the couch in order to make room for her own). Already in her Batgirl jammie pants and a Queen Industries t-shirt -- both of which she wore on her store run and which the bloggers would have a field day with later -- she settled in, pulling the blanket down off the back of the couch and tucking herself up under it.

Their basement really was freezing.

“I was thinking something more along the lines of really specific Netflix subgenre. Dark Sports Comedies featuring Sebastian Stan. Like I, Tonya and The Bronze?” She held up both Blu Rays as she spoke, waving them about as if to make them seem more enticing.

[hisdaughterfromhell-archive-blog]

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No, you are cute. And great for dealing with the rest of us mortals. 

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“ wait . . . who is my boss ? ”

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“Nope, definitely not. I’m way too much hotter than you, for us to be related. That being said, I haven’t figured out what I’m gonna call you yet,” she mused, looking him up and down for a second. “But back to the hope thing, I refuse to believe that hope is anything more than a waste of time. Waste yours, if you like, but Catclaw has better things to do than sit around and hope.”