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[shieldofmight]

@robbiemalone

AMERICA, MOTHERFUCKER

[viinewhiip]

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“Don’t be such a weenie about it. He’s just a bird.”A roll of her eyes as she transferred the pigeon into his hands gently. The fabric covering the bird’s underside was smooth and worn, and Aster would probably need to make a new set to ‘pigeon pants’ for Popcorn soon just due to wear and tear, but they did their job.

The bird tilted its head to look at Dick with one bead-bright eye and gave an experimental peck at one of his thumbs as a rolling coo vibrated through his body. 

Aster flitted back over with a few strawberries she’d produced from somewhere, and offered one to the bird. He stopped inspecting Dick’s thumb and began to happily peck at the fruit. The girl grinned slightly, though she ducked her head as she did so, as though in an attempt to hide it. 

“See? He’s not like, the friendliest, but he’s not bad.”

[abusicide-blog]

Colin is sitting in the study in Wayne Manor, the grandfather clock that hides the entrance to the Batcave swung open wide. The young redhead is playing a game on his phone, digital little pings emanating from his hands every time he gets another point. He hears when the study’s door opens, and his head shoots up, eyes wide as he sees the man who walks in.

“Uhm, hi?” he asks. “Dames is downstairs, I’m just waiting for him.”

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[theredwonder]

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omg we’re the same height. how did i not know this until now?!

lel living the smol life

[killcrimes]

                    “i don’t know who luna yukimura and d.ick g.rayson are.”

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his next words had to be chosen carefully or else jason was going to be upset.  dick didn’t want to hurt his feelings, he just wanted to know… in case he needed to return it.

“ …and where did you get it ? ”

Jason huffs and rolls his eyes, propping a hand on his hip. “I have the receipt, if that’s what you’re worried about,” he says dryly. He holds out a large, rectangular gift, quickly wrapped in old newspaper. “I know it’s not fancy, but it’s the best I could do under the circumstances. I saw it and I just... I had to get it for you, y’know?”

He taps his feet anxiously as he waits for Dick to unwrap it. He really had felt obliged to buy it when he saw it at the auction he was casing, and he does indeed have the receipt in his back pocket if Dick insists on seeing it. Under the old wrapping is a framed post for The Flying Graysons of Haly’s Circus, one night only in Prague, Czechia. The poster itself is written in Czech, but Jason would recognize the Haly’s Circus logo anywhere. There’s only two Flying Graysons on the poster, and the date at the bottom is from nearly thirty years ago, so Jason figures this was from around the time Dick was an infant.

He thought Dick might appreciate a mint condition memento of his parents.

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    Rachel hid her smile behind a hand, though her shadows gave away her mirth with how they twisted nearby her, shifting in ways that weren’t quite natural with the light.  “In a moment,” she answered as she approached him, reaching out to tug at the cape, billowing it out so that the weights could work properly to cause the fabric to fall without catching so easily.   “Here.  This should help.”

[aranece]

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“Wait a second, why do I have to be the lookout? You butt! Don’t leave me here!”