ramzuni6

[ramzuni6]

heehhe hi. ehem. 💐💐 i am here with flowers, and maybe a ring 💍,,,, to confess my undying love to you my one and only. also i would actually go crazy if u would bless me with any of your thoughts ab nightwing,,,,,

*ೃ༄ 𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 .ೃ࿐

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Richard Grayson - Nightwing: the 'It-Boy' of Gotham. Behind closed doors? He was your boy. Your Dick, your darling, and most of all, your other half.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Your relationship likely bloomed from the cliché friends to lovers trope - Dick valued connection, trust, familiarity. To wake up to the feel and sound of the person he had grown so accustomed to was something he craved. After a long life of having to throw himself into new circumstances, an unchanging routine of was all he asked for. And then came you.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ He's always attached to your hip. Hand on waist? Duh. Interlaced fingers? Most definitely! He won't let you go, even if your life depended on it. Okay, maybe if you were in danger. The poor boy couldn't help it - your body was just meant to fit alongside his! What was he supposed to do? Leave you be? As if!

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ He'll call you the most ridiculous nicknames. Shnookums. Sweetie-Pie. Pumpkin. Honey-bun. Mx/Mr/Mrs Grayson. Light of my life.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ Dick's there for you. He's already slipped on his shoes and grabbed his car keys at the moment he sees you ask for help. The boy'll drop anything to make sure your okay. How could he not? He adores you!

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ Favourite dates? Dick's the sort to love wandering aimlessly around Gotham with you, letting the night guide the pair of you. You've ended up in libraries, museums, record stores, toy shops, if it's open, you've been there! He'll especially love to take you to small pizza places, he says it's something to do with nostalgia and wanting to share it with his baby.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ Dancing. Dancing everywhere. The rain. The kitchen. His father's galas. Restaurants. Clubs. To have his hands on top of yours as you sway to some long forgotten tune is what he lives for. Your hums, fleeting stares, and the little tickles he'll give you when you're not looking. He thinks of these moments all the time.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ Dick loves his life when you're in it. He loves paying rent with you. He loves doing the laundry with you. He loves cleaning, cooking, walking, shopping, and spending every waking hour with you. God, he loves taking out the bins with you.

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ He can only find himself wondering what his life would be like without his sweetheart.

༊*·˚ @petalbcrnes i gladly accept your proposal, lovely <3

[ramzuni6]

Going on reading date with Tim drake, with some delish cake <3 Gifted a precious lighter, too!

*ೃ༄ tagging @calvhs , and anyone else who wants to partake!

Pinterest is setting you up on a blind date, search the following and post the results: fictional character, date, gift, outfit, dessert, love quote.

Dellaaaa @godricgryffinsnore, ty for the tag!! I really love these Pinterest tag games!

Sooo.. I go on a movie date with the infamous Mattheo Riddle, and he gifts me a little star guy necklace; and we eat choclate dipped strawberries afterwards. While his love is described as wanting to be together in every universe...

Hmmmm... sounds like a potential fic, doesn't it?

I can already hear the screams of "Yunari, for the love of god, you already have a mountain of drafts!!!"

I have already tagged so many people in the many previous tag games I have done... but i will drag you in my pinterest hell, spell- I can't be stuck in this hole on my own!! npt: @belovedenzo @ur-local-wizard @yintous @petalbcrnes @pizzaapeteer @vividly-vermillion @leeny-leens @theosang3ls and literally anyone who is interested in joining don't kill me for tagging you for the 100th time, it's the rules and rules are rules, and i gotta follow the rules.... i need to find another word for rules

[ramzuni6]

*ೃ༄ 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 .ೃ࿐

“ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛɪɴɢ

ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ,

ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ

ᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ.”

(ᴇxᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ, ʀɪᴄʜᴀʀᴅ ꜱɪᴋᴇɴ.)

Until Jason had you, he had the moon. It was the heavenly body that guided him on his search for his mother. It was the planetoid’s glow that creeped past the curtains of smoke from the explosion that brought him the comfort his mother’s traitorous couldn’t. For many nights he howled in pain after patrol, and for each of those cries the moon brought its light to bring him solace.

Todd didn’t believe in God. Todd believed in the one thing that hadn’t failed humanity for centuries, giving dreamers around the globe the comfort that something was watching them. Protecting them. Listening to their prayers; Jason was one of those dreamers - he still is. Why? The moon brought him you.

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14TH SEPTEMBER, 2025. 01:56AM. BOWERY DISTRICT.

Jason had been touring the streets of Gotham for what he could guess had been an hour: following the orb of light, hoping it’d bring him something worth his while when he reaches a dead-end. Maybe this time a bakery he hadn’t tried? Or maybe a new spot to sulk at? He could only guess as he wandered, heavy boots treading on the concrete pavement, contributing to the loud silence Gotham offered.

“…Strawberries, cherries and an angel’s kiss in Spring…�� His hoarse voice murmured, the song Roy played for him last patrol haunting his conscious. He claimed it made him ‘feel like a James Bond villain’, or something along the lines of that stupidity.

The man eventually stepped into a large plaza, concluding his solo serenade, alive with warm lights imitating the sun, even despite the late hours. Restaurants open every direction he turned, the square full of alive adults laughing and drinking, arms being slung over each other with an unspoken casualness. Friends’ eyes scanning the surroundings with a longing to find their companions, half-smiles preparing to let out introductory laughs as soon as they see a familiar, something Sinatra playing in the background.

This was the Gotham that danced and moved and lived. The Gotham that carried love on their wrist and an extra dollar bill to contribute to the next round of drinks.

He strolled the square with little sense of general direction, cascading through the crowd, mumbled ‘excuse mes’ and ‘sorrys’ leaving him as he bumped into people, keeping his head down and fists clenched as he made his way to the open space, and just as he thought he’d managed to rush out the crowd without any awkward encounters, he rushed into someone, tumbling into them with embarrassing ease. That someone? You.

A short string of panicked profanities left his lips like a songbird’s anthem as he took a step back, hands raised in apology. He opened his mouth when he collected himself, only to be met by your laugh, and immediately, he stopped. The music from the nearby restaurant began playing as his gaze zoned in on your face, scrunched up in laughter, brushing off his little accident.

“… Love was just a glance away, a warm embracing dance away…”

The pair of you stared at each other, a smile on your face as you watched his stupid, dumbfounded face slowly conform to one of bashfulness as his brain scrambled to say something - anything.

“D’you know the moon’s in it’s ‘Third Quarter’ phase?” He blurted, suddenly. Oh yeah, Todd, like this beauty’d care that the moon’s in it’s oh-so-precious ‘Third Quarter.’

And to his surprise, you nodded, a smirk on your face as your face contorted into one of genuine interest. “Really, now?”

“Well-… Yeah, yeah it is.” He nodded profusely, standing next to you and pointing at the moon. “Look, at it. That’s the ‘Third Quarter.’”

And little did he know, you weren’t staring at the moon with him, basking in it’s glory. No - you were looking at his hand, slowly moving your focus to his face, and as his gaze crossed paths with yours, he opened his mouth to speak. “A sight for sore eyes, no?”

༊*·˚ @petalbcrnes - my lovely <3

[ramzuni6]

⋅˚₊‧ ୨𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 ୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

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