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Roy fidgeted with his coffee, glancing at the barista, at the menu, outside the glass walls to the gloomy Gotham winter, at the cute, coffee-themed centerpieces on the table, and, in short, everything that wasn't Dick.
Dick smiled.
Roy flinched, even though he wasn't looking in Dick's direction, and Dick's smile grew teeth. He wrestled them away, because he wasn't actually trying to terrify his old friend. At least not yet.
Roy did not look appeased.
"So," he said finally, when he realized Dick wasn't going to break the silence. Dick was the one who'd run into him stumbling out of his little brother's apartment covered in hickeys, Dick was allowed to wait him out. "How--how have you been?"
"Fantastic," Dick answered, taking a sip of his latte. "What brings you to Gotham?"
Roy winced. For a moment, Dick wondered if he was going to stutter out an excuse and flee--but Arsenal was made of stronger stuff than that.
"I was working a case with Jason," Roy said evenly.
"'Working a case'," Dick repeated lightly. "Is that what the kids call it these days?"
Roy winced again. Subtle jab about the age difference, successful.
"Look, man, I know he's your little brother, but Jay can take care of himself! Also, this is totally discrimination, how come you're giving a shovel talk to me and not Kori?"
Dick did not raise his eyebrows though he very much wanted to. Roy and Kori? He didn't know whether to be offended or impressed. Even he hadn't had the balls to go for both of them at once.
"Who said this was a shovel talk?" Dick took another sip to hide his growing smile.
"You practically dragged me to this coffee shop for an interrogation--"
"I just wanted to catch up--"
"--and I don't care what you say, if Jason wants me to leave, he'll tell me, so I won't take any of your bullshit--"
"I literally didn't say anything--"
"--and I really like him, and Kori too, so I'm not giving them up for anyone or anything!" Roy ended on a defiant shout.
Dick studied him. His cheeks were red, but his eyes were determined. Dick knew just how stubborn Roy could be when he set his mind to something, and it seemed like the full force of his protection now rested on Jay.
Dick took another sip. "I'm happy for you," he said when he could open his mouth without laughing.
"I don't care--what?" Roy looked dumbfounded. "You what?"
"You're one of my oldest friends," Dick finally gave into the chuckle. "I'm thrilled that you're happy, and that Jason is too. And Kori." Roy narrowed his eyes. "I don't know why you thought this was a shovel talk."
Roy squinted suspiciously. "Because you Bats are the most overprotective fuckers on the planet."
Dick widened his eyes in his best approximation of an innocent look. Roy, after years on the Titans, was unfortunately immune.
"I know you're up to something," he growled.
"I'm just enjoying a coffee with an old friend, who I recently discovered is dating my little brother," Dick said serenely. "I have no ulterior motives here."
Roy hmphed.
Dick hid his smile again and leaned across the table, dropping his voice to a whisper. "Because when Batman finds out you've been working in his city and defiling his favorite, precious, innocent child..."
Roy went gray, face washing out underneath his freckles.
"...well, it was good to catch up while we could," Dick finishes his coffee and stands up. "Best of luck, Arsenal."
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Told Ya She'd Say Yes
requested by @frodo-cinnamon-roll. Thx for requesting :)!
***Frodo's POV***
I sighed, staring at the bar where Rosie Cotton, and lovely y/n worked. Both were chatting happily to each other as they did their duties. It's been a few months since we came back to the Shire. I've always had a crush on y/n, even before my quest began. Sam had already proposed to Rosie, which happened just a couple of months ago.
Now, I wanted to ask y/n out. But I didn't know how. And I was too scared.
"Hello? Frodo, are ou even listening?" Merry asked. He waved his hand in my face, trying to catch my attention.
And it worked. I snapped back to reality after staring at y/n from afar.
"Sorry. Wasn't paying attention," I answered quickly as I turned to face my friends again.
"Oh. Staring at y/n, are we?" Pippin smirked. He gave me a teasing wink.
My cheeks burned a bright pink color.
"Of course, I don't," I hastily replied.
"Yes, you do. You've been staring at her for the past thirty minutes, man," Merry interrupted. "You should ask her out by now."
"I can't, Merry. I'm too shy," I tried to argue.
"C'mon!" groaned Merry. "You went into Mount Doom and managed to destroy the Ring. And you think that asking y/n out is harder than that?" He stared at me in disbelief.
The duo pressured me for a bit. Sam just sat to the side, smoking his pipe. He didn't want to get himself involved, and I didn't blame him.
"I'm sure she'll say yes, Mr. Frodo," he finally encouraged. "I was scared to death when I asked Rosie to marry me a couple weeks ago, even though I knew she'd say yes. We're not close to Miss y/n, but I can tell that she adores you, even if she just watches from afar."
"See?" Pippin added. "You should ask her!"
Both Merry and Pippin shoved me towards her, and I nervously approached y/n. My hands were sweating profusely by the time I got there. I waited patiently as y/n collected orders from two other male Hobbits, who were drunkenly commenting her. That caused me to be a bit jealous. But she paid no heed to them, much to my relief.
She finally turned to me, smiling slightly. I could see a pink blush creeping up her cheeks, and she quickly avoided my gaze.
"C-Can I help you, Mr. Baggins?" she asked shyly.
"Well. . . . .," I began, wondering how I should start off my confession. "I actually have something to tell you, y/n."
She raised an eyebrow, looking really suspicious. Well, no turning back, now. It's now or never.
"Go on," she said. She sat herself down on the counter.
I took a deep breath, trying to control myself.
"I — I was wondering if you'd — if you'd like to go on a date with me?" I asked, stuttering and stumbling in between words. She stared at me in surprise, and I could feel a sense of dread settling in the pit of my stomach.
Maybe she didn't want to be with me at all.
I found myself blushing hard. This was not how I wanted things to go.
"I-I'm sorry!" I stuttered, unsure of what to say. I — I wasn't sure of what you'd say. Or if you wanted to go on a date at all! It's alright if you don't want to. I understand —"
I was cut off when I felt a pair of soft lips pressing against mine. At first, my heart stopped, and I didn't know how to react. I soon responded by wrapping my arms hesitantly around her waist. When she let go, she looked me directly in the eyes.
"Of course, I want to, Mr. Baggins," she answered.
My heart soared when I heard her say that.
"Tomorrow evening, then? If you're free?" I asked.
"That sounds great."
"I'll see you, then," I breathlessly replied.
I looked at her one last time before cheerfully making my way back to my friends. I noticed that both Merry and Pippin had triumphant smirks on their faces.
"What?" I asked casually once I sat back down.
"Told ya she'd say yes," Pippin replied.
"Shut up," I replied as I stared wistfully after y/n again.
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Black cat personality yn x golden retriever kaveh
Why does it suit them.
Yn just being anti people besides for Kaveh
Yn not being scared of anyone, I mean anyone. ( you know like how some cats will go attack something bigger then them)
Yn just has this meaning streak sometimes around people they hate. Animals have a sixth sense so what if this yn can just sometimes feel when people are off.
I LOVE THIS SO MUCH! This brainrot couldn't have been timed any more perfectly, since his story and voice lines were revealed this morning (I'll refrain from saying them here because... he isn't out yet and I don't wanna spoil people). This feeds my Kaveh brainrot so well.
Kaveh really is the epitome of golden retriever (next to Thoma)! A cinnamon roll through and through with not a single evil fiber in his body.
He is an empathetic people-pleaser who also strives for his own ideals. He often even goes as far as to sacrifice himself for them or other people, getting hurt in the course.
Seeing him get hurt or cry break your heart time and time again. So you decided something for yourself. You will shield him from anything that would end up hurting him in the end. It's not that you think he can't take care of himself it's more that you know he can't say no and simply trusts people too much.
You immediately know when someone is just out to exploit Kaveh. To you, it's almost as if it's written on their forehead. And once again, Kaveh is too kind-hearted to realize it.
If you can't talk him out of dealing with the person, you make sure they stay away from him instead or they'd have to deal with you.
You have only one priority - making sure Kaveh is happy. He is the most important person in your life and you absolutely will not tolerate it if he gets hurt.
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Fun Space Riders Zeus and Jack facts
(Warning these might implicate past abuse or trauma)
Space riders au belongs to @onyxonline
Jack is as small as a mini critter & Zeus is three times his height
Jack has a missing eye and wears an eye patch.
Jack loves to go into a southern cowboy accent when angry but it makes Zeus migraine him seriously.
Jack had at least 3 hidden weapons on him.
Zeus has the mindset of a child though he’s like 20. Yes he is smart but certain things confuse him ( cult didn’t want him to get smart and want to leave)
Thanks to @missparamelontea Zeus’s weapon is a frying pan. Jack gave it to him cause Zeus is too scared to hold a gun or knife.
Zeus refuses to use violence against anyone due to growing up in the cult. ( trauma)
Zeus can stretch at least 15 feet with his long leg limbs.
Jack drinks alcohol but not infront of Zeus.
Jack is like a Chihuahua when angry.
Zeus is a sugar hoarder. He will hide candy and eat it all unless Jack stops him. Cause once Zeus has candy in him he’s bouncing off the walls.
Zeus has a fear of people drinking.
Jack will listen to your problems but won’t admit his own.
Zeus refuses to to admit something is wrong cause he doesn’t want anyone to worry.
Zeus has a stuffed animal as a comfort toy cause he has anxiety attacks and he can get aggressive if not calmed down ( thinking like mommy long legs rage)
Zeus sounds like a squeaky toy when he screams.
I will add more or do a part two later.
If you have any questions dm me or send me an ask.
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