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dick grayson realizing years later all those times batman sent him home so he could personally take catwoman back into custody was really just a way of getting him to leave so they could fuck on the rooftop of a museum selina just robbed:

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hit this for a one liner?

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plan to be active soon, just busy binge watching series or sleeping.

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KORY    (  starxhal !

things change all the tim, here and in the space. that’s the only certain in the universe: change.  and she may be used to it frist born as princess, then slave, after rat lab, and now a warrior but with him, change  and permanency were two things that could coexist together somehow. they may not be together as they used  to be, but the way they care for eachother, how they talk, and how they look …  those are things that never change, no matter their current status.

a soft laugh got stucked on her throat, lips curved on a smile and eyes rolled at the gesture of his hands. it’s nice to see him, she isn’t lying. she had to stop her fingers to text him or call him. she had to settle for hearing about him just from the calls he may have with roy or donna. but once he’s here she can’t stop her will to see him and know he’s ok. ▬ is that or you just preferred not to see anyone of us??  - she asks even if kori already knows the answer. her brow raises, suspicious. looking at him like this, after weeks … it’s easy for her to lose on the blue of his eyes, the princess doesn’t think, one of her hands reaches his cheek and cradles it. ▬ you seem tired.

THE HOLY TRUTH    ━━   some things may never ever change, although life often turns upsidedown far too often, nothing brought him more joy than the certainty that the woman who holds his heart was still the same, although now a few years older. the kindness on her eyes, the happiness echoing in her laugh or how she smiled reminded him what was to feel alive.

the thought of how much the princess was missed, but close to be doubtless that she deserved better than whatever he could even bring himself to offer here these days. even with his heart never once stopped beating in the rythym of her name. ❝ Kory . . . ❞ his will to protest instead of confirming her suspescts was bigger than anything, but it was faded to ruin in the moment the softness brought by her touch stole his focus once more. his eyes closed, amused by her gesture. ❝ ( ... ) guess a few weeks of hunting interns of Arkham can do that to someone.❞ a laugh leaves his lips, ignoring the brand new pair of scars on his back or the broken ribs the female did  NOT  need to know about.

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friendly reminder that dick grayson wouldn’t have become nightwing without kory in his life. 

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friendly reminder that dick grayson wouldn’t have become nightwing without kory in his life. 

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    ❝ I never thought I’d have to burry him  ━━  at least not now, not so soon. & now standing above his grave makes it more real. ❞

@blondeinblue​​   ♡ ‘ s.

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❝ care to explain what’s going on? ❞

@notbatboy​​   ♡ ‘ s.

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❝ just. . . take care of her, Rayner. Donna has gone through a lot & I think we both know how she deserves better. ❞

@lifebleeds​​   ♡ ‘ s.

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  ❝ what’s bothering you, little wing? ❞

@alleyborn​   ♡ ‘ s.

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 ❝ hey, you must be Donna’s girlfriend. I’m Dick Grayson. ❞

@swallowedblood ♡ ‘ s.

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hit this for a one liner?

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Dick Grayson & Donna Troy in Nightwing #75 Preview

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me: doesn’t put any blockquote on my text

tblr: blockquotes the first part anyways

me: *freaks out*

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KORY   (  starxhal· !

she has been stading there on the entrance of the room; quiet, just looking at his back with arms crossed over her chest. kori waited for him to notice she was there, but truth be told richard barely knows what happens around when he is focused on the monitors in front of him. it’s not a surprise that after ten minutes she has to talk to take him out of his mind. 

when he moves in the chair she decides to take that as a signal that is ok to approach to him. her soft steps lead to his side, she leans on the table, whatever he is doing doesn’t matter for her. arms still crossed and full green eyes looking at him. ▬ i didn’t think we were so bad that i had to know you were here by donna. or that the monitor duty meant no hellos either. - it may sound as a complain, but the soft smile on her lips speaks for her. she can’t be mad with him. ▬ it’s nice to see you after these days, richard.

HOW AWKWARD COULD ONE FEEL   & ashamed, among other things, when breathing the same air as hers. his mind would often remind him how his life was easier back in the day he first met her. once so sure of many things, now most of them were incognitos, while some were too certain to be changed. this tower, above all else, meant home. family. a place to not feel an outsider  ━━  but sometimes he did & when it happened. . . when it happened SHE  was there in a way or another, ready to remind him, to make him feel at home.

his attempt to hold the rest of his smile back was faded to ruin in the moment she appeared on his view. wasn’t a surprise to him, far from that actually. hands moved up in redemption. ❝ charged guilty. ❞ his hues far froom the monitor, now focusing mainly on her. ❝ it’s late, I didn’t want to disturb any of you.❞ the truth was simple, he expected all of them to be asleep by the time he got there for his shift, but apparently Donna must have catched his arrival & spilled the beans. ❝ it’s good seeing you too, Kory.❞

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@starxhal   sᴇɴᴛ ᴀ ʙɪʀᴅ ﹕  ❝ I think i've seen a pretty circus bird. ❞

WHITE LENSES SCANNING   the screen panels in front of him, the complete silence & lonliness of monitor duty at the vigilance room at the Titan’s Tower  ━━   yet, it was rather peaceful to be home once again after weeks away. his life, more than never, did not seem to allow him to have a decent break. being needed in Gotham could be stressful, because his father barely requests for help & when he does, it means something of higher levels needs to be handled.

when the familiar voice rang on his ears, coming from behind his back, a small smile started growing on the corner of his lips. Grayson adjusted his back on the chair as footsteps came closer, having no need to turn his head to find out who was now standing behind him.  ❝ I’m afraid he’s locked in monitor duty tonight, no fun allowed. ❞

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