this heart is burning up.

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*insert witty comment here*

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The chill wind cuts through the roof tops, but doesn’t make it through Jason’s suit. He designed it for near perfect temperature control, for those cold winter nights or hot summer daybreaks. It nips his ears and the tip of his nose, turning them red and tingly. 

Jason tosses just a half second of a look back to the blue and black figure darting after him, then stares forward again so he doesn’t trip and send himself tumbling over the edge. Pulverized cat doesn’t sound very appealing. “I might give ya one of my world famous kisses,” he teases. 

They know what they’re doing on the roof tops, where to step, where to jump, how high to reach that ledge or when to roll when they fall. Jason moves with the quick footed grace of his moniker, Alley Cat, and scrambles up the side of a slightly taller building connected to this one. He snaps out his whip, sharp and coiling like a snake around a pipe and scampers his way up. 

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He doesn’t need his grapple right away, running and sailing over the gaps between buildings, sometimes dropping down and collapsing into a roll to break his fall, and sometimes  climbing his way up the side, vaulting over the ledge and back onto solid ground. This kind of movement comes to him like breathing or blinking, so second nature he hardly has to think--he just moves.

They’re not far out from the park, and Jason still has the  lead on him. That won’t work.“If there’s one thing I’ve learned from you,” Dick calls from behind the thief, gaining on him across a stretch of building.

“It’s not to play fair when you want the prize.” And he doesn’t give Jason any warning before he tackles him from behind, the two of them rolling clumsily over the concrete.

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puts a link to this acc cuz there’s apparently things happening there and the amount of regular nightwing blogs that are happening now makes me nervous (´◕ω◕`)

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Tell me about it. If they took the night off to be comfortable at home with their feet up in their evil bunny slippers, they’re even more diabolical than I thought.

[ Though their suits are of course, insulated against the fall chill in the air. The criminal set in Gotham were rarely put off by the harshness of a northeast winter. Joker’s insanity was not reserved for warmer weather. ]

And that, is why you’re my favorite brother.

[ Not that there was much competition for Tim’s affection from Damian or Jason. God, they had the most dysfunctional non-family unit ever. Considering how they’d tried to kill one another.  

Though with that casual reminder, Tim wants to maybe take back that favorite brother comment. He sighs instead, heavy lunged, again, he’s got nobody to blame but himself. ]

I guess it would be pretty telling to say I plead the fifth on that. But- no, no I didn’t.

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I find it hard to believe that a smart, interesting, lovable guy like you couldn’t find a date for a Friday night. 

[Now Dick’s just messing with him. He means every  word, of course, but he knows that Tim will probably take it as a jab rather than a compliment. He leans back on his perch, the gargoyle beneath him serving as both a really good vantage point, and a terribly uncomfortable seat.]

Or maybe just doing something with your friends. Do you still talk to any of the Titans? Bart? He’s a good kid.

[He pauses, only because he wonders whether  he’s still in the realm of brotherly affection, or whether it’s just starting to sound like mothering.]

For the record, though, I’m glad you’re out here freezing with me.

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Jason kicks back just because. “Technically they aren’t juvenile anymore,” he reminds him. A soft laugh and Jason hops up, balancing on his toes on the roof’s lip. The wind buffets him, fluttering his thick, curly hair around his face. The yellow lights from down below filter up, making his hair look more brown than black. 

“You forgot my birthday, Dickie-boy. That’s not very nice of you.” He pokes his tongue out, piercing sliding around, and then he leans down and taps his fist against Dick’s shoulder. “Tag, you’re it.”  He darts down the roof edge, hopping on to the next building. “If I make it to the park before you, you’re buying the corn dogs!”

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Dick watches the thief wobble, then straighten himself on the side of the building, unaffected by his closeness to a five story drop. If anyone knew how to do a balancing act, it was Selina Kyle’s pupil. 

“Did I forget it? Ahg.” He’s honestly disappointed. It’s not the first time he’s forgotten an important date and it won’t be the last. Ninety percent of the time it’s because he’s  working a case, and his mind is dedicated to solving it and nothing else. He has Batman to thank for his work ethic.

But before Dick has time to apologize, he’s turning to see Jason bolt away from him, a taunt thrown playfully over  his shoulder. And at that point, the only thing Dick has left to do is follow, grinning amusedly.

“What will I get when I win?” he calls back, leaving the edge of the building behind and landing on the next rooftop.

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Aaaand that’s how you’d kill yourself.

You’d trip over your walker going the speed of sound.

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You have to admit though, that would be a pretty cool way to go.  People’d be talking about it forever.

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Yeah, they definitely would.

Though I’m not sure ‘cool’ is the right word.

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fasterthansupes:

[Wally gasps dramatically.]

Oh no you’re right!  Whatever shall I do?

Next thing you know my back’s gonna go out and I’ll have to run around with a walker.

Aaaand that’s how you’d kill yourself.

You’d trip over your walker going the speed of sound.

[adoreastrology]

the 'kinky as fuck' squad

Aries, Gemini, Leo, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Aquarius

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Jason’s little smirk turns impish, the way it always does, making him look younger than he is. It’s a curse and a blessing. He’ll look cute for a long time, but he still gets carded when he buys cigarettes - and he’s actually buying them legally now. It’s so unfair. Sour like an unripe apple, but still oddly satisfying.

“Good. Now you can stop leaving broken hearts everywhere you go, Mistah Male Model.”

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That pulls a grin, then a short laugh from Dick’s chest. He gives Jason’s hanging foot a light kick with his own, half teasing, and half out of flattery. He still finds ways to deflect when he’s complimented directly. At least, when it means something to him he does.

“You’re a dork. And also a peeping tom. You know that’s illegal, right? Add it to the list of juvenile delinquencies.”

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True, and true.

[Dick chuckles, looking over Wally affectionately.]

Not too much, really. Well—no, that’s not true. A lot. But nothing that’s out of the ordinary for me. How’s Keystone? Still standing?

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Of course its still standing.  It’s got me looking after it.  Of course, most of my old rogues are retired now so there’s not much crime to stop.  

Is everything alright?  

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[Dick can’t help laughing at that.] Oh no. It’s happening. You’re  outgrowing your villains. You’re getting old.

Oh, yeah, things are fine. I  almost wish they weren’t. I’m so bored.

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Maybe I’m thinking of red and orange. I’ve… gotten in too deep here.

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Maybe.  Point is, I look great in red, skin tight costumes and the batcave needs more color.  What’s been up in your neck of the woods lately?

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True, and true.

[Dick chuckles, looking over Wally affectionately.]

Not too much, really. Well--no, that’s not true. A lot. But nothing that’s out of the ordinary for me. How’s Keystone? Still standing?

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It was just an exercise, seeing if he could sneak on to Wayne property without getting caught by the big broody bat. He could and he did, and he got the reward or watching Dick Grayson taking a late night dip in the pool, wearing a scrap of fabric that should be illegal to call a swim suit. Jason remembers sitting in the bushes, watching, 16 years old and just starting to get it.

The metal ball in his tongue clinks against the back of his teeth when he clucks his tongue. “Swim trunks, like a normal person.”

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Dick lifts his eyebrows like he’s insulted, but he really isn’t. He’s not stupid. He knows the back and forth that happens between them isn’t  entirely innocent, and he thinks that AC is  probably as charmed by him as he is by the thief. Their teasing probably wouldn’t be as easy if that weren’t the case.

“Alright, fine,” he says defiantly. “I’ll wear trunks.”

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Uh they totally match.

….Because I wear them.

Oh god do they really not match?

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Maybe I’m thinking of red and orange. I’ve... gotten in too deep here.

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Can you post links to your awesome cosplay ?! I can't find it and I really wanna show my friends lol :) thanks :)

oh gosh okay this is probably RLY old so i’m not sure the op will see it anymore??? but it’s still in my askbox so i’ll say: i don’t rly have any great pics of my cosplay on tumblr so lame selfies are the best i can do!!! here!!

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Jason pokes the tip of his tongue out, caught between grinning teeth. He sways with the push, like a jack in the box just popped out, coming right back to gently crash his shoulder in to Dick’s. He laughs again, because the image is still in his head, the yellow speedo glaringly bright. Something that tiny and that tight would make Dick’s ass look amazing.  “Don’t even pretend you don’t wear speedos when you go swimming. I’ve seen ya.” And he got a nice long look. 

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Dick pauses, thinking that over. Either AC is joking, or he really had seen Dick in a swimsuit at some point. When? And where? But he knows better than to put it past the younger man. If it involved sneaking, it probably happened.

“What am I supposed to wear when I swim?”

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theflyinggrayson said: [ explodes cuz i couldnt convince anyone to do that when i was on n52 dick…he’s like barely in the series ever it’s a crime ]

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[ I’LL DO IT. YOU THINK I’m joking but I totally will he needs to be in the comic 150% more than he is ]

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!!!!!!!!!!! omg........ could...w..e ...rp ..

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Well— it is in New Jersey.

[ And sure it’s Tim’s home state and the city of his birth, but sometimes the only way to keep going in this life— in this city, is to have a sense of humor about it. That’s not just the heroes, it’s the everyday citizens too. Gotham City seemed a perfect example of- ‘If I didn’t laugh, I’d have to cry.’ ]

Whatever you say, Dick. Though is it too much to hope for evil to be punctual?

[ Tim trusts Dick, they’re brothers. Whatever else happens well— they’re family in bond if not in actual blood. And besides, it’s not like Tim had standing plans anyhow. He cuts a lot of people off at the source, doesn’t really let people get close. But he doesn’t have anybody to blame for it but himself, so it’d be silly to complain about a lack of social life. ]

As long as you know that you owe me a hot chocolate after this. With marshmallows & whipped cream.

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Really? I think they’re doing a pretty good job at the whole ‘evil’ thing. Making us sit out here and freeze.

[Not that he had a whole lot to complain about, what with the insulated suit covering 90% of his body, but hey--a guy’s ears get cold. And adding fluffy earmuffs to the ensemble would probably strike a nerve with his reputation ... unless he tacked -bat onto the front of it. 

Bat-earmuffs.]

I’ll buy you whatever you want after we finish, as long as it’s warm.

[And, almost like he read Tim’s mind, Dick radios back to add,]

Why, did you have something else planned for tonight?