#whelmedandfeelingtheaster

[kryptonianboy]

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I will generate a number 1-35 to see what my muse will say to yours. Mix of angst, fluff, flirty, funny, etc.

"Let me buy you a drink." 

[kryptonianboy]

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❖ describe their hands

Rough, calloused with long, thick fingers. The pads of his hands are soft though, until you get right under his finger's starting point. His knuckles are a little calloused from so much contact, fingernails kept short yet clean and trim. His fingers are only -- not very noticeably unless you're looking for it -- tanner than the rest of his hands from wearing gloves so much.

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whelmedandfeelingtheaster:

Dick makes a disgruntled noise as his chair is spun around and he is forced to let go of the mouse and draw away from the keyboard, less he drag it with him, and no one wants a broken computer. Especially not Dick.  He puffs out his cheeks, but he can’t really suppress his smile very well. He leans his cheek onto his fist, looking over the rim of his glasses. 

"Twenty whole seconds?" He asks. "God, it might just kill me.” The shorter of the two groans in faux exasperation, as if these twenty seconds (probably very pleasant seconds) would be like the end of the world. But Wally is leaning over him and he’s pretty much trapped between the chair and that kid’s body — and really, Dick is 0% opposed to hugging Wally. The kid holds his arms open, inviting the other to a freebie hug - but Wally’s too close for him to stand up, so he’ll have to make do. 

"Well  I definitely don’t want your death to be on my hands, would I? There’d be no one around  to eat all the pizza.” 

          "That's the spirit!" Wally's grinning like there's no tomorrow, clearly feeling victorious in every sense of the word. Maybe he is being pretty pushy today (well, more so than usual), but he can't help it. He's in need of a little TLC. Specially from Dick.

When those lean arms are held out for him, the speedster scoops up the smaller boy and squeezes him tight. Really, really tight. Just because he can. (And Dick was oh-so-huggable, honestly.)

          "Gee," he mumbles around the mess of hair that was lucky enough to wind up partly in Wally's mouth, "you've really lost your touch, pal. You call this a hug?" He's joking, of course, but he certainly won't mind if Dick got a bit more enthusiastic with it. In any case, there's still friendly kisses to be had. Wally didn't forget.

[lucklessprincess-archive]

whelmedandfeelingtheaster reblogged your post and added:

pfft omfg you shut your mouth you are very cute

{ Asdfg no stahp I'm gross! }

[lucklessprincess-archive]

{ Nope mobile blogging is too much for a sleepy and hungry mun! Give me a while to actually eat and nap and my replies won't be sucky, I promise! Give me until 2 or 3 maybe...it's noon now. }

[redantihero]

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"Oh yay me~ More visitors! Are you fans of me or something?"

[zxtara]

Switched || Dick & Zatanna

whelmedandfeelingtheaster

This turned out a lot differently than expected. Dick’s not sure how to react to this ; how to cope. For a moment he’s fumbling around with hands too small but legs longer than his own - a torso heavier and awkward because if there’s one thing he’s not used to carrying around it’s a pair of breasts. He has literally just one question: 

Why is this happening? 

Of all the most awkward things that had ever happened to him while on the job, this is definitely winning the Most Awkward Consequence Award. Dick looks over to Zatana - except it’s more like looking at himself with an incredibly startled expression. Both are still suited up, even if they’d lost the bad guy a few minutes ago. Neither of them knew how to fight in the other’s body, and they’d had to flee to get things together. He is still incredibly overwhelmed and unsure of how to proceed. 

"Uh - so, how is this going to…work?" He asks, startled at the unfamiliar pitch of his voice at the moment. 

Zee never was a skilled hand to hand fighter. Of course, she knew the basics. If she didn't she wouldn't have survived long in this lifestyle. However, she  primarily relied on her magical abilities to fight. That's why when they switched bodies, she felt absolutely clueless. 

Yes, part of it was because she was a  lot shorter and was suddenly a guy,  with a guy's equipment, but it was  mostly because she no longer has access to her magic. 

When they finally got away, she took a  moment to catch her breath, before raising an eyebrow over at him. It was so weird talking to yourself. Or well- your own  body. This was the strangest thing she's ever been through, and she just hoped they wouldn't be switched for too long.

"Just... don't use magic. I mean if you really need to, just say something backwards.  But make sure you pronounce it right or you might cause something to happen that you  didn't plan on." 

She sighed. This was going to be a long mission, wasn't it? 

"And roll your shoulders back when you  run. It makes things a lot easier."

[kryptonianboy]

"Is that blood behind your ear?" (( Whispers I'm doing the thing ))

( hey there eue ) 

Conner blinked, reaching a hand back to touch behind his ear. Something was wet and warm against his fingertips. He pulled his hand back, looking at it with curiosity. Blood? So that's what that tickle had been, but had it really been his own? 

"....I think so....Although I don't know where it came from..." 

[ whelmedandfeelingtheaster ]