‘Dick, Jason, and Tim. Supposed brothers ‘till the end, until all three fall in love with you. Who wins your heart?
The man who earned it, the man who stole it, or the man who always had it?’
A/N: Having a different approach to my formats. I’ve never been so nervous in creating something so difficult to do for you guys, especially since I’m here writing about the THREE HOTTEST MEN IN THE PLANET. Hoes and bros, I present to you a very indecisive reader and three assholes in a WWE ring.
You were there when it happened.
You didn’t want to be there.
But you were.
It would have been an eventful enough day, one of those you’d never live to forget, perhaps even in death. As dramatic as that would sound, it was true. The tears had already beaten you in awakening that dim morning and you knew it wasn’t in any way going to get any brighter, no matter how much of the sun was going to show up. You could, in detail, recall the sting in your muscles when you pulled on that bright orange dress, fixed your hair up in a bun and unenthusiastically put on your makeup. Bruce picked you up and you tried so hard to hide how you were practically dead on arrival to the Richard Grayson and Koriand’r Wedding.
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Thirsty robins passin’ through…
It’s that time of year when groups of robins heading south start hitting the make-do birdbaths/water bowls on my patio, along with the occasional group of cedar waxwings (which is always exciting because unlike robins, I don’t normally see those beauties any other time of the year). I top the water off frequently, and I can tell it’s a well-used watering spot judging by the ring of pink & purple, berry-seed-laden shits around the edge of it (and, well, sometimes in it).
excuse me, sir
do you have a moment to talk about our lord and saviour?
HI JAY I LOVE YOU BB
so this was a brain baby all the way back in fuck-all may, before i’d written anything since december of 2018, and even then it was 2 under-1k oneshots. it’s basically snippets of the justice league meeting each robin because it’s one of my favorite tropes, where bruce just comes with a new robin and they’re like “aNOTHER ONE??” so i need to revamp the ideas to more suit the writing style i’ve since fallen into but it’s a cute memory to look back on, when i thought of it!
A family of robins came to our french windows to peep and tweet, and let us know they will be settling in our garden for the season. How blessed we are!
Long-haired Robins Compilation