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redrobin-redrobin‌:

“Don’t sweat it. I just got here myself. Hasn’t even been a whole week,” He assures her. And in that little amount of time he’s met new and familiar faces, while still avoiding some. Still, Tim loved when Dick brought Donna around, he wasn’t always so uptight with her. “Well you’re here now,” He says, smiling back at her. “Lunch sounds great. Had I known I’d bump into you I would’ve brought my camera and get your stamp of approval with some of the shots I took.”

“Gordon’s here too, huh? What’s he got you working on? Anything to do with Black Mask showing up?”

finally. not that tim—or anyone for that matter—being here is a good thing. but she liked to think that she at least had kindred spirit in the kid in the whole confused-by-this-new-city business. “if i’d known i’d bump into you, i would’ve brought my camera too. teach you a few tricks. or teach me some, you’re probably better than me now.” donna was tempted to tease tim—as she did with his brothers—but that could go for another day. “you’re cool with chopped cheese sandwiches right? i saw one when i was on the way to gcpd and i figured at least it wasn’t only the bad side of new york city that they got.”

“yeah, kind of. crime rate’s been going up here but it looks like it’s getting worse with the bounties out and black mask showing up. looks like the other guy’s bad news too.”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: tim drake #redrobin-redrobin

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dialedsenses‌:

it’s obvious by the look on her face that she’s hesitant when keeping secrets comes up – especially from dick. she doesn’t like it, but she trusts donna, so after a moment she gives a small nod. “but not for long, preferably. i do not like the idea of keeping him in the dark for long,” she replied, but at the same time, she had to wonder if keeping it from him would be better for him – who knew when the last time he even slept was? certainly not her, but she wouldn’t be surprised to learn he was pulling all-nighters, especially with what was going on. “what do you make of the situation so far?”

“agreed. i hate keeping secrets from dick. tried once with the whole poachers thing—didn’t work out so well. kind of.” she wasn’t technically keeping that secret from her oldest friend, but she didn’t want him mixed up in that kind of trouble either. he found out eventually and they had a long night of talking over beer. “i promise just until we figure this thing out. kind of just want him to catch up on some sleep. the bags under his eyes aren’t a pretty sight on the pretty boy.” she turned her attention on the man passed out on the pavement again. admittedly, donna may have gone overboard when they were followed by this guy. “honestly, i’m just so tired of dealing with roman’s bullshit. but you think this guy’s connected to the bounty on bruce wayne’s head?”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: koriand'r #dialedsenses

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ofnightwiings‌:

Dick was always one to get obsessive with a case when he was working, he even ended up working in his free time when he should have been having fun. It was hard for him to take it easy when so much crap was going on. This city was just like Gotham- maybe worse. More Bludhaven level now. He always said he missed Bludhaven, didn’t he? “Easier said than done,” he muttered, “but I’ll try tonight. Maybe I need to learn to have fun again,” Gar was definitely right there. He didn’t know how to have fun anymore. He took another long sip of his drink and thought for a moment. “You want me to relax, right?” he asked, his eyes flitting to Donna with an almost pleading expression on his face. If she wanted to help, then this was probably the best way to help him as he fought invisible enemies, “Can we ditch the bar and just have pizza at your place? I can crash on the couch and I promise I won’t go detective mode when we watch a movie,” he’d missed her, and honestly? He just wanted a day with his best friend.

as grown up as they were, it was the look on dick’s face that throws her off from time to time. it reminded her of when they were still kids, and donna was a little taken aback at how young her best friend looked in that moment. but they were not as young and naive anymore—they were grown up and dealing with a world that wasn’t fully theirs. “the couch still has your name on it,” she was quick to reassure him, not really finding the point of teasing him when both of them were just as exhausted. she flagged down the bartender and left a few banknotes, enough to pay for both of them plus tip and stood up, giving a two-fingered salute to the bartender. “you’re paying for pizza, grayson,” she joked as she went outside. “so? care to tell your older, smarter, prettier friend why you’ve been mopey and stressed lately?”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: Dick Grayson #ofnightwiings

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bblogans‌:

“New people? Yeah, tell me about it. Who knew there were so many superheroes from other worlds?” Garfield asked, shrugging. It shouldn’t be a surprise to him, but that didn’t make it any less surreal. “Donuts? You got it, I guess they’re New Gotham donuts now. Weird, right? I mean, I haven’t been to actual Gotham so this is the closest I’m getting.” 

“Hey, don’t worry about it. I mean, it’s kind of freaky that you’re not a zombie,” Garfield teased, trying to bring humor into the situation. “But I’m glad you’re back and ready to kick ass.” 

“well i, for one, am really glad you haven’t experienced real gotham. imagine this whole city but with less heroes and more organised crime.” maybe it was a good thing that this whole parallel realities thing happened. or maybe not. they were dealing with twice as much bad guys now and it didn’t really help that she didn’t know anyone from the other groups too.

donna couldn’t help but laugh at that one. zombies weren’t the usual things people say when a superhero comes back from the dead, but trust gar to be full of surprises. “zombie? you watching those zombie apocalypse shows again?” i miss being this carefree. “come on then. i don’t know much about this place so lead the way—ah but don’t worry, i’m paying.”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: Garfield Logan #bblogans

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blinksinpink‌:

          “Had friends. Don’t think they made it here. I ain’t seen- ain’t seen any of them.” Clarice’s tone of voice hasn’t changed, she’s still slightly cheerful, a little bit more upbeat than she should be if she’s thinking about the fact that all of the people that she has come to care about have disappeared. Or maybe she’s the one who disappeared. But either way, she’s all alone.           “You’re nice though.” Clarice pats Donna’s shoulder multiple times in a rapid succession. “You don’t seem afraid of me. No one here does. It’s…. weird. Weird like the coffee.”

“huh. well i haven’t seen some of my friends either so i’m with you on that one.” a partial lie considering she’s already seen diana and majority of her friends, but she hasn’t seen dawn and hank either. rachel was another but she reckons dick’s taking that harder than she was. “you close with that stark guy?”

this wasn’t how she pictured how her afternoon would go. but nothing ever goes their way in this new city so she’s not even surprised anymore. “thanks. you’re pretty cool too.” the pat was a little heavy on her shoulder but she’s pretty sure it comes with the branding. “pretty used to dealing with supers.” she had to be—she is one. “you know, you still haven’t told me your name.”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: clarice ferguson #blinksinpink #step down pack up || queue;

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redrobin-redrobin‌:

Tim stopped walking as soon as he heard her voice, his eyes suspicious as he turned around. “D-Donna?” He calls out, still not sure what to do as the other runs up to him. Well, unless it’s some powerful illusion, it definitely it Donna Troy smiling at him. But Dick told him she died? Well, it wouldn’t be the first time someone he knows has died and came back to life. At least with Donna, he knows she won’t try to beat the shit out of him. “Honestly I’m still adjusting,” He admits. “Life was getting pretty crazy before all this world merging happened, but I’m keeping up. How about you?”

okay, she should’ve expected that reaction. the last thing people knew about her was that she was dead. but this was one of dick’s younger brothers (technically) and definitely the nicest one of them. not that i’m going to tell jason that. “i know, i know, i should’ve visited you guys as soon as i got here. and yes, i am very much alive and in the flesh.” she gave him a tight smile right after. “don’t ask me how though, i’m still figuring that out too.” but it was definitely nice to talk to tim again. donna loved dick and she’s got his back whenever but she wouldn’t deny that he was broody man and tim was a breath of fresh air. kind of. “kind of in the same boat. but hey, if you’re not busy, wanna go grab lunch with me? i just left the gcpd—the commissioner roped me into doing some work and i barely escaped.”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: tim drake #redrobin-redrobin

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dialedsenses‌:

pamela laughs in response as she narrows her eyes towards the other woman. “i wouldn’t say i know the man. i know of him – but deal with him? know him? a man?” she scoffs, shaking her head. “plus… why would i want to help you or your… merry band of misfits?” she questions, green arms folding across her chest. “i don’t see why i would. i don’t care much for any of you.” she adds, bluntly.

“well you know of him a hell of a lot better than the rest of us.” donna cannot believe she’d much rather deal with harley quinn than this queen of vines and catty comebacks. although the amazonian could definitely admit that maybe she had that coming considering she was the one who didn’t want to work with the other at first. “i don’t care much for any of you either. unfortunately, i’d much rather deal with you than black mask. that guy is a walking nightmare and the sooner we deal with him, the sooner we don’t have to deal with each other.”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: Pamela Isley #dialedsenses #i'm also sorry for donna kdfhkjsdf #she's also A Lot

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( @redrobin-redrobin​ | tim drake )

she squinted at the male walking a few steps ahead of her. the physique looked familiar enough and donna was pretty sure dick and jason weren’t the only former robins running around new gotham. plus with the whole hit order out on bruce, she’s convinced that all three of the robins shouldn’t be running about just as bruce should stay indoors. “tim! hey, tim!,” she called out as she ran to catch up on the younger male. it really wasn’t the time for them to be walking alone but she’s not one to put them all on a leash. robins. just as stubborn as their father. “hey kid, great to see you,” she greeted as she caught up to him, “how are you holding up?”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: tim drake #redrobin-redrobin

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( @dialedsenses​ | pamela isley )

“not you.” donna was well aware of the vague morality with women like the one in front of her, and she’s well aware she’s the one balancing out harley quinn’s energy. but the amazonian was wary and she was being extra careful ever since roman came out and supported some crimelord named wilson fisk. “actually you know what? definitely you. you know roman better than i do.” roman sionis was a mad man and they needed all the help they could get.

#run run ready || interactions; #with: pamela isley #dialedsenses

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( @wonderandtruth​ | diana prince )

tap tap tap tap tap tap. the incessant tapping of her fingers on the tabletop was a sign of her restlessness over the whole situation. she didn’t really need to be here and frankly, they could handle the situation to themselves. but the crime rate kept going up and new gotham was getting worse by the day. when the woman she had been waiting for finally appeared in the hall, donna stood up immediately and approached her with a hug. “diana,” she sighed out. “please tell me there’s some sort of miracle and bruce is staying indoors.”

#run run ready || interactions; #with: diana prince #wonderandtruth

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( @ofnightwiings​ | dick grayson )

“shit.” that was the first thing that came out of her mouth when she found out there was a hit out for bruce and the commissioner, along with two other people that she didn’t really know. and frankly, she’s more worried about how dick was taking the whole news when he was already thinking far too much about the rumours. doesn’t help that the commissioner’s involved now too. and so she finds herself outside her friend’s apartment, a bag of groceries in her hand. “dick, it’s me! i have food,” she called out as she knocked on his apartment door.

#run run ready || interactions; #with: dick grayson #ofnightwiings

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Donna Troy in Titans 2.02 “Trigon”

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blinksinpink‌:

          “I tried all of them,” Clarice whines, over dramatic and complaining in the way that only drunk people can. Too loud, and grating, and silly. It’s the first time she’s really let down in guard since she got in this city; actually, scratch that. It’s the first time that Clarice has let down her guard so completely in her entire life, and oh boy, does she have a lot of emotion hiding behind that wall. Emotion about coffee in particular.           “They’re good, but they’re not right. It’s like… I want something I can stick a spork into, you know?           She lets herself be steered along, because hey, what did she have to loose? It wasn’t like John or Emma were here to tell her to cut it out, or the hunters to come after her, and just….           “I’m tired. I got a name, but I just tried. Run, run, run, always running.”

“okay, tired. we’ll get some good coffee into your system and then we can work out why you’re running.” the other woman’s eyes were different from most and donna’s pretty sure she wasn’t like the rest of the normal humans. apparently the woman was running from something and someone running from something didn’t bode too well to donna, but she couldn’t do anything to help the woman if she didn’t know what she was running from.

“you got any friends here? guardians?” she didn’t know where to bring her when she still doesn’t come to but she had a suspicion that she was definitely not from one of their bases or wayne manor.

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“No offense to Dick, but I’m clearly the best hugger here,” Garfield replied, grinning. It was good to have familiar faces around, even if seeing Donna alive and well didn’t do much for his previous grief. Now that was something he’d have to figure out on his own, remembering the way he had cried over the whole thing. Needless to say, the green titan got too attached to people ; and he hadn’t figured out how to not let that happen yet. “Huh? Oh, yeah, we’ve been fine and Dick’s been busy. So everything is kind of the same around here.” The only thing missing were a few more titans and their tower. 

“So, what’s the newly resurrected Donna Troy wanna do?” 

“oh yeah, definitely. no arguments there.” donna believed that the younger titan had always been a source of positivity and reason back then, and he’s definitely still one now. she was glad that garfield was okay despite it all. “great. that’s great. there’s a bunch of new people that i’m still not used to, but it’s good to see someone i know again.” it made for better adjusting. she’s never been a big fan of gotham and it certainly doesn’t help that it was merged with new york of all places. “right now? i could really go for those donuts that these new yorkers always go on and on about.”

donna didn’t know how to approach the topic except to just pull off the band-aid and just get through with it. “for what it’s worth, i’m truly, truly sorry i left you guys like i did.”

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occultbat‌:

jim was on his way back to his office when someone had called to him. stopping with a coffee in one hand and a stack of files in the other, he turned and looked at the woman. “good to see you too,” he offered, adding a tired smile as he set the files down and took a sip of his coffee. but the moment she mentioned dick, jim’s smile fell a bit. “you guys do know i’m not his keeper, right? this is the fifth time someone has asked me for him - GRAYSON!” he called out, turning to look and paused before looking back to her and shrugging.”he’s not in, but if you want to help, grab those stacks for me and tell me if any of those cases seem good to you.”

she was tempted to tell him that no, he wasn’t dick’s keeper—but jim gordon was definitely bruce wayne’s keeper. and bruce wayne was dick’s father figure so technically, jim gordon was dick’s babysitter. but donna knew better than to fan the flames of jim gordon’s annoyance. she’s rarely ever visited gcpd and donna does not want her visiting privileges revoked ( if that was a thing ). the young woman winced before smiling again as he turned to face her and nodded. helping out jim gordon and the gcpd was better than doing nothing. donna followed the commissioner’s orders and looked through the first stack of case files. most of them were just petty criminals being beaten or knocked out cold, and—what? “commissioner, these muggings on petty criminals, have these been looked into? i’m not the biggest fan of these guys but, well, i’ll let the photos do the talking.” she stood up and approached the older man, handing him the photos from different crime scenes. the crime rate may be going up in new gotham but it looked like there were a lot more vigilantes than usual in this city, and she needed to protect her friends who were probably moonlighting as them—especially since they were all in the hands of the gcpd.

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thegreenarcher‌:

“Anything I’ve seen?” Oliver asked since he did have that one-holiday stint in Detroit where some woman took him to see an exhibit after a previous night of fooling around. Upon hearing her name, he nodded his head once because it gave evidence for the familiarity with her face; she was a bit younger then when he briefly saw her… with briefly, it was just a passing of a glance since she was his teammate’s side-kick. “You’re her kid, right, or something? Makes sense.” He then said before pursing his lips into a thin line, placing his hands inside his pockets, surveying his eyes around them for a second. “You see Roy around often?” 

“hopefully you have. my subject’s usually people, historic events and stuff.” she remembered the last exhibit she held in detroit. dick had been there. and his disastrous social skills. “yeah, her kid. i heard she’s been busier than usual. you guys are busier than usual.” at least that’s what she heard anyway, considering all the rumours going around about the billionaires and hoarding and whatever it was that went on. shit. right, i’m not even sure if he knows we dated. and as much as roy harper was a great friend, she’s not going to be the one spilling the beans on their dating history to oliver queen. “not as much as i would like. but yeah, we still talk.” she looked around once again, noticing how the sun’s getting hotter. “wanna go grab a snack? no coffee this time.”

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thegreenarcher‌:

Oliver carefully watched the expression of the female who looked rather bothered by the coffee she has spilled on him when honestly it should be the least of the problem of both of them. “You know what…” He zipped up his jacket so they can finally seal the issue with the coffee stain on his shirt before removing his hood and flashing her a soft smile, “Don’t worry about it.” Oliver noticed that she had a camera hanging by her shoulder. “Ah, you do photography?” He then asked while gesturing to the camera before he veered his eyes back to her features; she looked familiar but unfamiliar at the same time. “Do I know you?” Oliver couldn’t help but ask as he stared deeply into her eyes.

donna scrunched her nose as she smiled at oliver, still a little bothered at the stain but also giving up on doing anything more—not when he’s already zipped up his jacket. he’s going to have a hard time taking out that stain, she thought to herself instead. “if you insist.” her eyes follow his line of sight before taking her camera and holding on to it. “yeah, i had a few exhibits in detroit before.” ah, detroit. she kind of missed her pseudo-quiet life in detroit. taking photos, putting up exhibits, helping out detroit pd, exposing poachers...that was nice. “i was wondering when you’d ask that. donna troy. i was diana’s sidekick. and, well, i worked with roy.” it was vague enough for the normal people but specific enough for oliver.

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