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✍️ links to my works on ao3 under the cut
gay as hell to be a robin. “i’m the boy wonder!” yeah i bet you wonder about boys.
plausible deniability remains highly erotic
let's convince ourselves that this is okay. let's rely on technicalities to exonerate ourselves. let's avoid looking what we're doing in the eye. let's live under its shadow, both aware of what this is but unwilling to say it out loud, since that will shatter the careful illusion we've built
Sladick where they each experience a moment with the other and have this reality crushing this can’t last forget thought
For Dick it’s in his safe house, flipping through regular cop case work, still in uniform but shirt unbuttoned and sleeves rolled up. Slade is in the kitchen washing and drying plates by hand, wearing sweats with an athletic tank, slightly damp from his run. And oh how Dick wishes this was how life was. No next week knowing he’ll be fighting the man he loves to safe a life. No stitching up wounds from his partner’s own blade. And later hiding the bruises as if he’s someone in a toxic relationship, because he’s not, it’s just…complicated. And his heart sinks a little more when it feels like he’s staring at this moment like a movie scene. It won’t last will it?
For Slade it’s an opposite moment, because with him and Dick, everything is. He’s on the roof top, being met blow for blow by his little bird. He has a sense of clarity when he has Nightwing pinned. The bird smiles like he’s the one pinning Slade and asks wouldn’t you like to do something more fun? While splaying a hand on his chest under a break in the armor. Once hot blood turns ice cold when it hits Slade that the one person he truly cares about, the one person he might think all of the suffering was worth it just to meet him. Slade made him think the only thing he wants is his body. And he can’t blame anyone but himself either. This won’t last and it’s all his fault.
lowkey children are right about homework
when an adult says "i did work for eight hours starting at 7am i shouldnt have to answer emails at home" people clap about how relatable it is but when a kid says "i did work for eight hours starting at 7am i shouldnt have homework" people start going on about the importance of academics and calling them a delinquent brat
“I stand in a valley watching it / and you are not there at all” (A Burning Hill - Mitski)
Redraw of a piece I posted a year ago! Comparison under the cut
