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His cautiousness was understood && very much appreciated, in light of recent events. He was her friend & she trusted him enough to know that he wouldn’t push anything on her, especially after all they’d been through together. ‘’Things are… good, Robin. Really good actually. What about you? How have you been lately?’’

            That small reassurance was enough for him, no matter how vague;       hardly anything Raven did or said was vague to him. It may be assuming too       much to say that he understood her-- because in truth, there were very few       people who did. And people were afraid of what they could not understand--       when they didn’t know what to expect. It was why people were afraid of the       dark. But to him, Raven wasn’t the dark; she was just his friend. He granted       her a smile in turn, taking a notable pause in his manual labor to make eye       contact ( as much as he could through the mask, anyway ) and address her       directly with his gratitude.

            ❝--well, gotta admit; it makes me feel                          better knowing you’re ok. But I sure                          wish I could get this maintenance                          done. Seems like we haven’t had                          much time the past few weeks do                          to much except put the bad guys in                          their place.❞

            In the wake of the destruction that Trigon had wrought, the city had been       thrust into utter chaos-- and C H A O S meant bad news, as the less savory       characters that resided in Jump City had seen it as an opportunity to loot       and plunder every viable resource in town, from small businesses to       churches alike.

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hey robin what's up? my name is Anthony taylor big fan of you're and batman's how are you doing?

            ❝Oh... uh... thanks.                        ...Was there something you needed?❞

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            ❝So, you have no idea                                  how it happened?❞

            Given the tone of his voice and the giant boulder crowning the debris       of what used to be their training field, clearly he was skeptical.   

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An eyebrow quirked, as if Robin’s request had gone completely over her head. Sounded a bit over complicated for a second, but she  understood. ‘’Sure thing.’’

            Appreciation was evident in his tone as she obliged,         and he continued to focus on his own respective part.

            ❝Thanks. That’s perfect.                         So... how are things?❞

            He breached the topic carefully, confident that she would speak       freely to him if she had any desire to and not intending to push her       should she prefer otherwise. Since the incident with Trigon, he’d       endeavored to keep a closer eye on her, and make certain she was       alright. It was a lot to recover from... she was his dear friend, and       she’d endured more than any of them had that day.

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on loving a fighter

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            ❝Just a little help re-configuring the                          trajectory on this mechanism. Could                          you hold that spring down while I                          realign these axles?❞ 

            The masked boy requested from under the elevated breadth of his       motorcycle-- an extra set of hands sure would be appreciated.

‘’Yeah, sure. Of course.   What do you need?’’

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“I’m in repair, I’m not together but I’m getting there.”

John Mayer (via adiscoloredworld)

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backbone like steel. backbone like barbed wire. backbone like “touch me. touch me and see what happens to your hands.” smile like an oil spill. smile like a molotov cocktail. smile like “kiss me. kiss me and see what happens to your tongue.” when you get knocked around enough early on you learn to build your body up like a prison. the clenched white teeth, bloody knuckle electric fence. you forget, while playing judge and jury, that you are your own convict, and you have been wrongfully accused. heart like a clenched fist. heart like a birdcage. heart like “love me. oh god, what weak creature am i, that i need you to love me?” heart like a bomb - and the bomb shelter. sentenced to life without parole, thrown into solitary, if you ever want to see the sun again, you’ll have to find a way to escape. past like “fuck you.” present like “fuck you.” future like it will not always be like this. future like it will not always be like this. future like “i am trying to be soft. i am trying to accept love without wanting to tear us both apart.”

body like lockdown, elliot (via theywereallinlove)

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cherry wine // hozier

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When your enemies realize they can’t corrupt you 

                                                        or contain you 

                                                      or appease you 

                                                    That’s when you’ll have their attention because that’s when                                                                            you become a genuine threat.

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                       doɴ'т ғαll ιɴ love wιтн мe.

                        I ʀᴜɪɴ ᴇ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ ʏ ᴛ ʜ ɪ ɴ ɢ

                           тнαт ɢeтѕ тoo cloѕe

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            ❝Hey, Raven! Mind giving                           me a hand with this?❞

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W

What have I become…

okay time to finish commissions and…finish…comic…

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Ask my muse questions about their relationship with another character.

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Starfire Commmission for kagamis-taigas

Instagram Link

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"What is your opinion on hoofed, mountain dwelling, Hand-i-vores, dressed in outlandish headgear?"

            ❝Um... what?❞

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            A heavy sigh was evident in the defeated slump of his shoulders.       It had been a big adjustment-- transitioning from being a sidekick to one man       to being a leader to a team. Sometimes he wondered if he’d made the right       decision. But there was no point in considering something like that-- that was       already said and done.

            ❝...great. Thanks for the update. Anything else?❞

        she almost feels sorry for the poor guy. almost.

        ❛ um. well, ❜ she begins, ticking off the items on her fingers one by one, ❛ the report you did on that robbery downtown, for starters. beneath it, for some reason, was the inventory cyborg did of the tower, although the last few pages were spared – the part about the garage, lucky him. and a grocery list. i am seriously starting to question the way paperwork is filed around here, ❜ she adds, though she knows he will not appreciate her ‘ humor. ’ but then, he doesn’t even like her to begin with, so she also knows there is nothing to lose by cracking a joke at his expense.