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𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘯 ([personal profile] farcry) wrote2020-08-22 08:09 pm
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deadbirdarising: Not mine, is it yours? (Sads)

[personal profile] deadbirdarising 2023-11-17 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[He grinned up at the sky, shaking his head a little. He didn't believe that for a second, but also...the mental image of Dick Grayson surrounded by toddlers with a book and that perfect fucking smile...

It did things to his stomach that he didn't give it permission to do.]


Whatever you say, Dickiebird. [And if his voice was far too fond and far too soft to have ever come from Jason Todd, well there was no one there to hear it.]
deadbirdarising: Not mine, is it yours? (Bombastic side-eye)

[personal profile] deadbirdarising 2023-11-17 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, I've never stolen Christmas!

[He smirked, lightly kicking out with his dangling leg to tap Dick's with the toe of his boot. No rough housing this close to the edge, but he didn't think that counted.]

I'm actually pretty good with kids. I volunteer in a lot of my shelters if they're running low on staff and I don't have any time sensitive cases.
deadbirdarising: Not mine, is it yours? (Bombastic side-eye)

[personal profile] deadbirdarising 2023-11-17 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Of course he didn't protest the Grinch part. He has a reputation to uphold, after all.

His smile was still soft and kind of sleepy as he smoothly sat up, the muscles of his stomach bunching under that stupid shirt. But he was nodding and actually looked a little content with the idea.

He wouldn't be able to leave Gotham for long, his empire needed it's leader, but a vacation to somewhere with actual sunshine sounded nice.]


That sounds like a lovely first date. But for now, come on. I think we've lost any tail we did have. Let's go home. You need a shower, you smell like his cologne.