Feeling whelmed yet?

I could be cryptic about this, but I’m a little afraid you might try and hurt me. [Emphasis on try.]

Come on. Look me in the eyes, kiddo. You see these eyes all the time. Well— whenever you’re not wearing that mask you do.

[Dick, just tell him you’re him.]

"Pretty sure you're being more than cryptic enough already." The surprise has faded, leaving a slightly annoyed frown behind instead and one hand just itching to reach for a birdarang or escrima stick.

Because he could totally take him if he had to.

"Don't tell me the Riddler's decided to get plastic surgery."

"I mean, you just kind of seem…" He waved a hand, unable to pinpoint exactly what it was that felt so strange.

"…Off.”

Really off.

I don’t understand what’s so different. [Dick, you’re not fooling him. Give it up.]

[So.. he just pulled his cowl back to show himself. Acting like nothing was wrong.] It’s just me.

And cue one surprised step back and a lot of speechless staring and a slightly more defensive stance, because as far as he knew, that was definitely, totally, absolutely not Bruce.

There was something familiar about the guy though, but--

"And you would be who, exactly?"

“‘Sup, Bats. Hey, I was wondering if—”

He paused. Wait. That wasn’t…

"…Is it just me or is there something really different about you?”

[Oh. He’s going to have fun with this.]

What are you going on about? [Thank everything he has the best Bruce impression out there.]

"I mean, you just kind of seem..." He waved a hand, unable to pinpoint exactly what it was that felt so strange.

"...Off."

Really off.

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Evening.

"'Sup, Bats. Hey, I was wondering if--"

He paused. Wait. That wasn't...

"...Is it just me or is there something really different about you?"

#ooc #feel free to throw asks #anon or not #and ic things #into Dick's ask while I sleep #and I'll make him answer everything tomorrow #no matter what it is #bwahah~

"--Wait, what did you just say?"

#open rp

//I owe three more meme replies, but I'm afraid I'll have to get to them tomorrow. It's ridiculously late and my eyes refuse to stay open any longer, no matter what I tell them. ;u;

So, yes. Replies and stuff tomorrow when I wake. G'night for now, peeps. <3

"No, than is to lure her into a false sense of victory and then I kick her but- and I am not blushing" he scoffed, slapping his hand away. "What about you bat boy? Where have you been?"

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"Whatever you say, Kid Dork," Robin snorted and jumped over the couch to take a seat next to the redhead, the bottle of water still in his hand. "Eh, got grounded for a few days after I tried to pinkify the Batcave. Totally worth it though."

#thatcharmingkidfllash

+whelmeditusastericus

“Nice costume kid, but the second Robin’s suit was a lot better than the first.”

"Actually, I'm pretty sure this is the only suit. As far as I know, there's only been one Robin and that's me." There was that kid Bats seemed a bit intrigued by though, but-- "Nice helmet, by the way."

#murderousbird #//hi hi~

His face turned a little red at the comment about Artemis, but he could probably just say it was because he was angry. "She didn't woop my ass, I let her win. Trust me dude, it's all part of the plan" rolling his eyes at the raven haired boy before turning back to the book he was reading.

#answered #thatcharmingkidfllash #memeask

"And what plan is that? Operation 'let her kick my butt until I can't sit for a year'?" He snickered and moved over to the redhead, leaning over the couch and playfully poking his cheek. "By the way, dude. You're blushing."

#thatcharmingkidfllash

Tap

Send "Tap" for my character's reaction to yours tapping on their bedroom window late at night.

A groan left Dick's throat and he, rather reluctantly, turned his head to glance over in the direction of the window, just as another tap sounded from it. The slightest frown of confusion and suspicion settled on his lips and a moment later, he was sliding out of bed and silently moving across the room.

As blue eyes finally caught sight of the incredibly familiar figure behind the glass, though, he paused. What in the--

Bewildered amusement flashed across the teen's face and he didn't waste another moment to push the window open and let the redhead inside.

"What are you doing here, KF? If Bats saw you..."

Tap

Send "Tap" for my character's reaction to yours tapping on their bedroom window late at night.

The pen in his hand came to a still as Dick's attention shifted from his homework and over towards the closed bedroom window. Had he imagined that? His brows furrowed in confusion as the sound quietly echoed through the room again and he slowly set the pen down and pushed his chair back.

Tap tap tap.

Dick approached the window, the brief thought that maybe it was just a branch hitting the glass or perhaps a bird pecking it instantly dissipating from his mind as wide, blue eyes landed on a red and black-clad, masked figure.

Okay. Definitely not a branch. Or a b--

...Wait.

His gaze flickered to the symbol on the other's chest. Who in the--

He slowly, hesitantly pushed the window open, eyeing the other cautiously, suspiciously. "...Uh, hello? Can I help you?"

#answered #detectivebird #memeask #//jhgsafjhg #I wasn't sure how to do this at first since Dick's younger and still Robin and hasn't met a Tim yet so I hope this is okay ;u; <3

whelmeditusastericus has dropped in

"Hey rob, I hope you don’t mind I kinda ate the pizza you were saving in the fridge" he called over to him, unabashed by his confession.

"…Dude. Seriously?" He arched a brow, one hand settling on his hip as he stared at the speedster. And then he snorted, lips tugging into a grin. "Fine, whatever. Not as if I didn’t see that coming. You totally owe me though!"

"That’s what you get for having a speedster as a best friend" he reminded with a small smirk, turning to look at him. "Dude, you look like Artemis when you do that" gesturing to the hand on hip action.