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Any eldest daughter Dick recs? Fluff or angst idc tyy

'poison oak' by lothIoriens

Author: @lothioriens

Dick had...Dick had been so insistent on leaving. It made Jason feel a little unmoored. He hadn’t even been there at the manor that long. What had Dick seen that made him fuck off with Jason?

And he knew Dick had seen something. If not physically, he’d seen it in Bruce. Jason knew Dick Grayson probably could read the Batman better than anyone else alive.

“Why should I go with you?” Jason had asked him that night.

“We don’t put kids in harm’s way. I don’t know why he thought it was a good idea to start with you.”

You were a kid too, Jason wanted to say. But that wasn’t something you said to the Boy Wonder, the first protege, your older brother. 

Something had made it so Dick stopped being Robin. Jason got the feeling it was really a someone, based on Dick’s reaction the first time he saw him in costume. He didn’t ask. Dick didn’t tell.

I feel the need to throw something from the 'Owl Song' series in your general direction as well. I love talon!Dick.

'I heard a bird sing in the dark of December' by Ghxst_Bird

Author: @ghost-bxrd

#hey that’s me! #thanks for the mention :)

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new chapter out!!! the final chapter before the epilogue/conclusion!!! two years in the making!!!

you can also start from the beginning

hope you enjoy!!!

#dick grayson #a haunted ballroom #ghosts #dick grayson fanfiction #dc #batman #batman fanfiction #my writing #my fics #bee buzzes #happy halloween btw!

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#I love getting to talk to y’all :3

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if you are distressed about not receiving a response from someone you'd like to be actively talking to, you have to take a moment. step back from the conversation, put yourself in their shoes. perhaps they're busy with something right now. you have to consider the possibility that maybe they hanging upside down by their ankle. everybody has their own schedule, and sometimes people spend time away from their phone or computer because they are currently suspended from a tree branch by a rope tied around their ankle that they unnoticingly stepped in because it was concealed by a pile of leafs. it's not that they don't want to respond; imagine that they can see their phone screen on the ground below but it's a good few inches out of reach and even if they bounce and flail on the branch their fingertips just can't touch it. sometimes life gets in the way

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3rd base is when we start to share horrifying prophetic dreams

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#me with. any of them #ahb specifically

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love the genre of horror that's just "the house is alive"

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Zhiyong Jing, My Sunshine Sleeps In Your Darkness

#art

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waiting very impatiently to post the next chapter of a haunted ballroom tomorrow

#like i want it out there #a haunted ballroom #bee buzzes

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omg a haunted ballroom chapter 10 snippet...

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He didn’t want to ask, but there was no border between his thoughts and hers, so when the question, What happened to you? Popped into his mind, he could not stop her from hearing.

The ghosts misted away like they had when the striga touched them, and then the golden memory followed after. A blue tint shadowed the room, and when the next scene appeared, it made Dick feel colder. He shivered reflexively.

I was haunted, Minerva said. Around the corner slunk the owl-beast, the striga, following the small Minerva. Dick was suspended, watching, unable to move or cry out. As she hopscotched through the hallway, the striga snuck along behind her, almost like a dance.

When she finally turned around, the striga mirrored her exactly, her head tilt and her movements.

“Why, hello,” she said, still moving about to watch it copy her. “What are you?”

“Striiiiiiiigaaaaaaa,” it answered. 

I didn’t know to be afraid, Minerva whispered in his head.

End text. Three sentences are italicized: "what happened to you," "I was haunted," and "I didn't know to be afraid."

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#writing updates #my fanfiction #ao3: lothIoriens #dick grayson #a haunted ballroom #ghosts #haunting #dc comics #batman #bee buzzes

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me? actively writing star wars fic? yeah

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Reath Silas was not brooding. No, as he sat on the creaky porch of the old house and stared at the mountains in the distance, he was in fact thinking of nothing at all. Reath didn’t think you could count that as brooding, no matter what Bell said.

The screen door slammed behind him, and the porch creaked louder as Bell walked over and then sat down next to him. He held two cups and set one down next to Reath.

“What’s that?” Reath asked, keeping his eyes trained on the horizon.

“Fruit punch. Thought you’d want some while you’re out here brooding.”

“I’m not brooding,” Reath said. “It’s nice out. About to rain. I’m getting fresh air.”

“Uh huh.” Bell said, unconvinced. “Well, you’re right. It’s not bad out. Consider the fruit punch celebratory, then.”

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#bell zettifar #reath silas #bellreath #star wars #star wars: the high republic #bee buzzes #my writing #writing updates

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people with siblings love saying shit like "you never played first degree murder knife chase?"

#kill the clown

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fuck it. a haunted ballroom chapter 9 excerpt under the cut.

He stood, frozen, unsure whether to run, or if he even could run. The person tilted their head and stepped closer, surveying him, sniffing him out. They froze inches from his face. 

“Seer,” they said, and he was shocked to hear a child’s voice from the beak of the creature.

“You’re the striga,” he breathed. 

“Striiiigaaaa,” they echoed, and he swore he could see a smile in their face. “You’re not very fun to play with. You always run away.”

“I was scared of you,” Dick replied, staring into their yellow eyes.

“Why?” They asked, tilting their head again. “I’m just like you.”

#dick grayson #dick grayson fanfiction #dick grayson centric #ghosts #suspense #mystery #haunting #my fanfiction #my writing #writing updates #bee buzzes

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low opacity elrond

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Why do people stop commenting on fics if they’re more than a week or two old? Please comment on old fics. Tell me you like my one shot from 2014. Tell me you like my old multi-chap I finished in 2016 that I spent a year writing. I will be fucking thrilled.

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in lieu of all this talk about feeding unfinished fics to ai to get an ending, i’d like to make myself clear: i do not like ai and i am against my work being used to further its gains. if you’d like to know how my unfinished fics end, message me or send an ask!! i’m still working on them and i would loooove to talk with u about them :)))

#i know it's been a while but there's been extenuating circumstances this year #i still have them in my mind and i'd love to talk about them! #bee buzzes