#perfectedrobin

[bluedwingarchive]

Have you forgotten to do laundry again? Is that why you're naked? How you survive without Pennyworth is beyond me.

random asks || always accepting@perfectedrobin

“Listen. One, shirtless is not naked. Two. It’s hot in here and AC is expensive.” Yes, he’s also too busy to do his laundry, but that’s beside the point. “Anyway, it’s my place, I can walk around without a shirt if I want.”

[abusicide-blog]

No matter how many times he visits Wayne Manor, Colin is always surprised by just how ostentatiously opulent it is. He follows Damian through the long hallways, hands in the pockets of his hoodie. “Man, do you think Alfred’s got cookies made?”

His favourite part about visiting Damian? The food.

@perfectedrobin / sc

[pnkfox]

@perfectedrobin | starter call

“ i’m gettin’ better, y’now  — ” tiffany’s chest rises and falls with rapid breaths, but her smile lingers, brown eyes alight with determination. sparring’s fun… even when you’re down zero to three. “ — one day, i’m gonna beat you, and i’m not gonna shut up about it when i do. ”

[technophiiliac-blog]

@perfectedrobin \ SC  [ accepting ]

       “ so, you midgardians say i look ridiculous yet you can run around in a cape three times your size and call yourself a bird? ”

[stygicniron]

@perfectedrobin || [cont.]

Nico opened his mouth to protest but then closed it again because it was true. The only times he came to Gotham were when things were weird, godly, and usually included a dead body. Not the best association. He scratched at the back of his head.

“You know how there’s Eidolons?” Maybe he didn’t. “Er, ghosts that can possess people and make them do bad stuff? I think some escaped the Underworld and are...here.”

[xshxxtingstaar-aa-blog]

a starter for @perfectedrobin

       “...They were pretty cool.” was the first thing Nova said after the dust had settled. There wasn’t much time to actually say it when all Titan’s were present but wow. He was so happy to be in the neighborhood. 

       It was all by chance, honestly. Nova had just gotten back from one of his usual monthly ventures into space and...--would it be odd to call it a desire? An urge seemed fitting. One that compelled him to seek out the boy wonders company. Yeah, he was starting to notice it to the point where denial was no longer acceptable. He thought about Damian a lot. Wondered how he was doing, what he was up to, and if he was safe and sound. The latter wasn’t a huge concern but the fact it was on his mind at all...well. 

       After giving his greetings to his family Sam made his way over to where Robin was a good chunk of the time and, wow what lucky timing. A giant monster attacking a city, the local group of superheroes to save it, and him to join a helping hand. 

       But once it was all said and done it seemed like none of them had an interest in hanging around. It was just a slight disappointment. While he would have loved to hang out and talk to them (especially the woman with the green glowing eyes), he was thankful. Making new friends could come next time.

       Turning back he looked at Robin and instantly a smile pulled to his cheeks. During all the fighting, the Nova didn’t have the chance to banter with him. Too busy listing to calls and trying to work with new faces. Arms crossed behind his head and a foot kicked the ground at his feet. “So..nice to see you too.” and it was. 

       “Whooo--boy I don’t know about you but I could use a bite to eat.” words came out before he could think it through. He was gonna go for it, it seemed. In his time away from Earth, thinking about Damian and all, Sam came to a conclusion. “How about me and you go grab some grub?” he had feelings that went beyond friendship. Ones that would be hard to put into words out on the field. So he would attempt to make those clear casual. No guarantees it working but hey, nothing ventured-- 

[frvckles]

the thief holds the gem up against the moonlight, but struggles to examine it properly, due to the smog rising from the streets below. he can feel the presence behind him, but makes no move to turn and look. 

its robin, he is sure of that. 

the spoils of his heist are dropped back into his rucksack, which is quickly closed, and slung back over his shoulders.

‘ you just going to stand there and not say anything? ’

finally, scamp throws a glance over his shoulder, catching the slightest glimpse of red before turning back, smirk flashing across his masked features.

@perfectedrobin 

[xshxxtingstaar-a-blog]

@perfectedrobin

       “I’m non-refundable. If I was, pretty sure Moms would have tried seventeen-some-odd years ago. Ya stuck with me, Robin. Accept your destiny because it can make you sandwiches and tell you how pretty you look. Speaking of--”