#c: jr

[leclercskiesahead]

WHO THE HELL BROUGHT A GIANT APPENDICITIS CARLOS POSTER TO THE FAN FORUM LMAOOOOO

He is so amused

[notyourmusebby]

fellas is it gay to say "i wanna smash you" to your teammate in public?

[pensivepeach]

Kissing would be less gay than whatever the fuck this is

[charlietheepicwriter7]

“Psst! Old Geezer!”

“The fuck did you just call me–!” Dick Grayson was a lot of things–cop, detective, vigilante, handsome beyond mortal comprehension–but he wasn’t old! Twenty-three was not old! When he got his hands on that brat– “Oh, it’s you. You need to knock it off, kid.”

The kid in question had become something of a legend to the Central Bloodhaven Police Department. Detective O’Mallery had dubbed the kid “Stalky,” but Dick thought Lurky was a more accurate name; the kid lurked outside murder scenes, often showing up before the press… and sometimes, before the cops. Lurky was a short kid, easily half Dick’s height, and pale. He practically glowed, lighting up the alley Dick was guarding. He wore a black overcoat that swamped his tiny body, with the sleeves and hem cut to fit the child’s frame and a stiff gothic collar that reached his ears. Lurky’s black hair and blue eyes uncomfortably reminded Dick of—

“Nah, i don’t think i will,” the kid dismissed, shoving his hands in his pockets. “‘Sides, you can’t do anything to stop me.”

“I can arrest you,” Dick said, completely serious. “You’re interfering with a crime scene, again. I’d be well within my rights to do so.” The kid looked unimpressed. 

“Okay, boomer.”

Dick resisted the urge to murder a child. Barely. 

“Besides,” Lurky continued, “I just wanted to do my civic duty and inform you of the bloody knife three alleys over. Pretty sure it could help solve the crime scene there.” He gestured towards the apartment building behind Dick. “Andrew Grant-Williams, age 36, apartment 214. Right?”

“How the hell did you know that?”

“What, that thing with the knife? I looked for it, obviously.”

“No, about the suspect!” Dick glared at Lurky. “There’s no way you could have pinpointed who in the apartment died; did you steal a police radio!?” If he did, then Dick would actually have to arrest the kid. 

“No, I didn’t steal a police radio. Yet.” Dick tried really hard to ignore that last part. He’d done far worse things as Robin, after all. “His wife told me.”

Andrew Grant’s wife, Patrisa, died four years ago in a mugging gone wrong. Before Dick could question Lurky further, Dick blinked and Lurky vanished just like Batman. 

Even worse? Dick bothered checking the dumpster three alleys over and found, underneath a bag of kitchen scraps, a hunting knife, still bloody. 

[the-architect-of-ferrari]

I am now the captain of this ship. What should we call them? Paulos?

[everybodyisaferrarifan]

C² fever coz of them attending the premiere together

[holopossums]

Snow day, hooray! So magical and new!~ 💗

[bottom55cs]

[finduilasclln]

Can we keep him, ABC? Pretty please?

Lou Ferrigno Jr

Ko-fi (High Res DL)

[in-love-with-charles-leclerc]

"You are very good with your hands, Carlos." (I think Charles was trying to tell us something here 😏)

[leclercskiesahead]

Paul Mescal hosting C2 Challenge oh my god

[notyourmusebby]

This part of their interview with Martin Brundle killed me, Charles had such a visceral reaction to Carlos saying "I'm not going to be here."

[pensivepeach]

We might get a sextape at the end of the year, yall☝️🙏

[charlietheepicwriter7]

Anyway, new chapter in the Constantine Jr au is out

[the-architect-of-ferrari]

[kejuucheddar]

og poster from The Lobster (2015)