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[starsmuserainbow]

[[Group starter for some snow action! (As in, this is a closed starter, but I don't wanna tag everyone when it isn't "their turn" yet) ]]

Snow was such a wonderful thing. The Titans were home, thankfully things were more quiet at the moment (whether that was because of the season, or perhaps simply luck of the villains not being active currently), and they could enjoy more time at their home just doing whatever they wanted. Today, it had snowed ever since the morning, and Starfire was sitting at the windows of their Ops room to just look out and admire the beauty of the snowflakes a lot of the time. Most of her friends were also in the room - the advantage of having a room with different areas and a big array of seating spaces and things to use - and even if they weren't actively doing something all together, being close to them was always a blessing.

"I believe the snow is still increasing in amount and speed! It is such a beautiful phenomenon of weather!" Really, it was a pity that there was no snow happening ever on Tamaran.

[[The one to reply next is probably going to be @terrakinetics !]]

[starsmuserainbow]

[[ @titxxn | Continued from here.]]

»» ──────ஓ๑♄๑ஓ ────── ««     ᴍᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ  ʙʀᴏᴡɴ  ᴇʏᴇꜱ   blinked  in  surprise  when  he  felt  the  sudden  weight  on  his  shoulders  from  behind.   he  could  instantly  tell  who  it  was,  not  just  by  the  giggling,  but  the  SWEET  scent  that  tickled  his  nostrils  was  the  main  indicator  to  him.   he  tilted  his  head,  unable  to  help  the  slight  chuckle  that  escaped  him.   it  didn’t  really  matter  what  she  was  doing,  what  was  going  on  …  whatever  starfire  did  always  seemed  to  put  him  in  a  good  mood.   he  allowed  himself  to  cling  to  her  arms  briefly  before  tilting  his  head  back,  almost  unconsciously  leaning  into  the  affection  that  was  so  freely  being  given  to  him.   he  almost  forgot  what  it  felt  like  to  be  touched,  held,  cradled  this  gently  by  a  loved  one,  but  almost  as  quickly  as  he  fell  into  what  felt  like  a  trap,  he  attempted  to  PULL  himself  out,  flustering.   ❝ s-sorry  … ❞   he  apologized,  seeing  a  bit  of  hurt  in  the  tamaranean’s  eyes  as  he  pulled  away.   ❝ i’m  still  …  getting  used  to  being  touched  that  way,  y’know  … ? ❞

It wasn't anything new to her friends that Starfire tended to act on her feelings. Often, it was related to festivities or something specific happening; today though, she was just in a mood for hugging. And so she did instantly when coming across Robin, just slightly feeling disappointed when he moved away after a few moments. It wasn't like she wanted to show that disappointment - it was how some of her friends were, she was aware of that, and she didn't want to give him a feeling like he should apologize; but hiding her emotions simply wasn't that possible.

Starfire quickly smiled again, and gave a little nod as well. "It is okay, you need not apologize. Was my approach too startling?" Knowing at least a little bit already, it was probably simply the closeness in itself, but it was a good idea to make sure that it wasn't also because of her occasional almost tackle-like approach to hugging.

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@titxxn ○ 𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕕𝕒𝕨𝕟 ○

          ⤷  『  [ massage ] to give my muse a massage  』

Whatever she had done to deserve this, sore and tired as she was, there was absolutely no reason she could come up with to turn him down when the offer was made. So naturally, a few minutes later she's divested herself of her top and her bra and is lying face down on her bed, groaning softly as Dick's hands firmly massage out the tension that had gradually begun giving her headaches.

She hadn't even really noticed until she was utterly boneless beneath him, groaning softly in pleasure at the feeling.

[worldly-diversity]

@titxxn ○ 𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕩 ○

          ⤷  『  blows a smooch at red x, before winking at him and flipping him off!  』

If he didn't know any better he'd be tempted to call Dick immature right then, despite only being what, five years older than him? He's well aware that Dick just happens to be an absolute little shit when the mood strikes him, however rare may happen to be these days.

"Is that an invitation~?" He smirks playfully at him, brow raised and really… He wouldn't say no. It's not that he's looking for a relationship or anything like that, and in his line of work having a relationship with anyone not as ruthless and dangerous as you are is more of a hazard than anything else. One night stands are the way to go, really.

Now, with Dick? That'd be interesting for a whole lot of reasons, their little rivalry being only one of them. From his history and fighting style he knows the guy's flexible, he's smart and sharp and wouldn't just be shoved down if it came down to it, and Red quite likes that kind of challenge. It wouldn't really mean anything and it's as close to safe as either of them would get with each other, frankly.

Maybe he shouldn't even be considering it, but it's a thought that's crossed his mind on occasion if he were to be honest about it. Dick's attractive after all, and they've been through similar shit, similar paths… Just that one of them stuck with the hero gig and the other ditched the scene early and ended up a thief for hire with a nose for tech.

What can ya do, right?

If anything, Red's pretty sure he's got the better deal. Sure the gig's against the law and what not but so is vigilantism. It's dangerous and it's wild but he can steer the fuck clear when it comes to the insane gigs like say when Deathstroke happens to be in town, or the Joker decides to go on another insane spree or whoever else with overpowered bullshit shows up to ruin the supers' day.

He's got nothing to do with that entire mess and quite frankly, he prefers it that way. That's not to say he doesn't occasionally kick the ass of some idiot harassing some of the youth under his own care, but he figures that doesn't count. He's also more than happy to ignore he followed in both the old bat and Dick's own footsteps in keeping an eye out for the brats causing a mess on the streets. Someone needed to look out for them and teach them how to stay safe after all…

Some of them are good kids too, he'd hate to see them dead.

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@titxxn ○ 𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 ○

          ⤷  『  🌿  』

If he didn't know any better, he'd suspect Dick had planned for this. Mistletoe hanging by the doorway they all went through when going between the bedrooms and towards the computers? Yeah no, that's gotta have been on purpose to make everyone's life a little more difficult than necessary.

But really, he hadn't expected to run across Dick under one of these either. So far if he crossed any of the kids he just ruffled their hair. Dawn may be the kind to choose to kiss someone's cheek but he's not gonna bother. Also, she did tell him about the thing last night while they were watching movies, and he figures he owes the guy some payback right about now.

"Had fun last night, I hear." He offers, chin tilting up in challenge as he makes himself broad in the doorway, no passage here without paying a toll buddy, I don't make the rules. Well, he does, but that's beside the point really. Hank's still not exactly comfortable with the idea of Dick and Dawn under the mistletoe together, even though he knows full well it didn't mean anything and she'd reassured him plenty. And enthusiastically, but that's for them to know and no one else—

He listens to Dick prattling out some excuses, making sure not to let the other slip past him so easily. He's a man on a mission, y'know. He can't let an opportunity to make Dick squirm for a change pass him by, now can he? Mister unflappable team leader…

Well alright, that's not a fair assessment and he knows it, but damn if he doesn't want to see something else on his face for once that that damn stoic mask—

"Seems to me like you owe me, pal." Slowly he's begun crowding Dick against the wall, until he's outright caging him in even though they both know Dick can escape that whenever he wants. He appreciates that Dick hasn't, yet.

They're standing awfully close now, and though it's obvious where they are and what they're standing under, and thus what is about to happen… For some reason it hasn't occurred to Hank yet. He doesn't know what he's about to do and it doesn't register until suddenly he's pressed himself forward and warm lips are brushing his own.

It's like a spark, setting him off…

Kissing Dick is different from kissing Dawn in a myriad of ways, but none of them are uncomfortable the way he might have once thought had the thought of kissing him ever bothered to occur to him. Yet here they are, and the hard, smooth planes of Dick's body against his own aren't a turn-off like you'd expect.

Instead a second ticks by and he presses closer, using his height and bulk to his advantage and before he knows it the kiss has deepened, his head tilted at a slight angle and pushing demandingly against the other's lips, something of a haze occupying his mind, robbing him of any rational thought that might dissuade the fact he's slowly getting turned on from this, going so far as to brush his tongue against the other's lips for more.

What the hell is wrong with him…?

[worldly-diversity]

@titxxn ○ 𝕕𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕤𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕕𝕒𝕨𝕟 ○

          ⤷  『  🌿  』

Sometimes you had to wonder who the biggest prankster around here was. The tower was bright and festive even though darkness had already begun to fall outside their windows. Everyone was either scattered throughout the living area or huddled up on the couch to watch the Christmas staples. It was good seeing everyone so relaxed and at ease, especially with everything that had been going on lately.

Dawn had gotten up for drinks and a snack refill for the table, managing by some miracle to escape the admittedly very comfortable and enjoyable grip Hank had on her. What she hadn't counted on despite knowing one of their number had sprinkled mistletoe across far too many a doorway, was that Dick was heading down the hall right at that same moment.

"Hey." She'd murmured it before his eyes, and subsequently her own, flitted up to see the mistletoe hanging right above them, earning a small half-amused sound out of her, part exasperation and part something difficult to describe yet familiar all the same. A something that felt like nights curled up together, warm and just talking.

"I'm going to prank whoever put these up." She added with a small grin. Naturally she and Hank had been taking advantage with each other, it was a fine excuse, and seeing the kids stuttering and stumbling around each other was quite frankly adorable. But being under one with Dick felt complicated somehow, even though it shouldn't be.

There's far too much running through her head, from their past together to the reason they broke up, to the fact she and Hank are together now and so surely she can't do something like this without flaring his jealous streak?

It's Dick looking about ready to tell her that it's alright and not to bother that has her stepping forward, closing the gap and kissing him full on the mouth, a hand briefly resting on his cheek before she pulls back. It was brief, but not just a quick peck for the sake of it either. She did care, even if they didn't work and that she loved Hank more than life itself.

"I'm going to get some snacks." Dawn muttered after a brief moment, breaking away to slip around him and into the kitchen, where she could glance towards the couch to make sure everything was still alright, while also picking out some snacks and drinks for everyone.

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the intimacy of hands.

@titxxn sent: [ brush ]  –  for the sender’s muse to give the receiver’s muse a passing touch along the shoulder’s / back as they walk by.

     Physical contact was typically not Raven’s forté.  If it had been anyone else, she would probably have flinched, wary of other people’s intentions.

     However, this was Richard; and she could sense him before he even arrived. He was like a soothing balm to her aura, to her soul, a hopeful spirit that brought a little light to her life. She could feel his fingers dancing on her shoulders, the ghost of a caress that was trying to catch her attention.

     “Hey,” she breathed out, a gentle smile on her face. Looking up, it appeared as if he was insinuating to come follow him, and thus she did.

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It came unexpected that Robin leaned in, but, it was a welcome surprise. Starfire giggled after recieving the cheek-kiss, and quickly turned to smile at Robin.

"Oh, Robin! I am most delighted!" And she was about to just grab and hug him in return, but then halted and instead simply held her arms open for a few moments, giving Robin the option whether he wanted a hug in return, or rather not.