#rollingthundcr

[hailmarymachine]

@rollingthundcr sent " hold it right here! you're under arrest! " from here. (always accepting)

Shit.

His plan really went ass over tea-kettle this time - so much for his classic 'hail mary play' to turn the bad situation back towards his favor. Slowly Flash's hands raised, chiding himself for exclusively building the reputation of a fast and loose vigilante in Gotham. Heavy feet shifted to face the woman - of course it was one of them too.

"They - I know how this probably looks. But the guys inside are the real problem here." Confidently while hiding behind a symbiote provided mask. Sure thing, Thompson. That's how you win them over.

[optimisticrobin]

“Was it the same as last time?”

Nightmares & Sleeping Meme

A heavy breath rose from his chest as he patted his face dry with a towel. The splash of cold water had helped calm him a little, but he doubted he'd be going back to sleep any time soon. He didn't turn when she spoke, but he glanced at her in the mirror.

Was it the same as last time?

Dick wished that it wasn't a common enough occurrence for her to even have to ask that question. He was Nightwing. The first Robin. The light to Batman's dark. He was supposed to take everything in his stride. He was the one his siblings came to when they were struggling – the one Bruce came to when he was struggling.

He knew that they would happily do the same for him. He knew he didn't have to go it alone, and he knew what a damn hypocrite he was when he was the first person to tell his family not to do just that.

He was so good at putting a smile on his face, only for it to falter when he thought nobody was looking. It was as much a mask as the one he donned as Nightwing.

To the outside world, Dick Grayson was fine but on the inside? Sometimes he felt like he was falling.

"More or less," he admitted after a long time. The details were always a little different. Sometimes it was him who sabotaged his parent's wires. Sometimes it was his new family who was falling. "The dreams always get worse when it's coming up to the anniversary."

[sonicanary]

@rollingthundcr definitely liked for a short starter.

"You know it's rude to stare." A mischievous smirk danced over the Canary's lips, elbow on the counter bar, before following the redhaired for a table with two cocktails. Placing it before Barbara, Dinah chuckled with amusement, "Oh please don't deny it, he's just right there, do you plan on talking to him?"

[fightwing]

there's this amazing dick grayson writer, fightwing? do them!

idk them but i do know dani @decthbringer / @rollingthundcr / @purplearchcr and boy-o do i have a lot to say!!!! dani tbh your writing was (and is) always SOOOO impressive to me, like i remember seeing your babs and being like we are not even remotely in the same league <3 like its how in depth and deep and unafraid of the difficult topics/inner monologues you are and the way you put SO MUCH into all of your characters that actually makes me award u with the spectacular writer award. like each character you write has SUCH complex desires and thoughts and the way you just keep getting it perfectly right time after time. i also have soup brain so i remember thinking very similar thoughts for kate and elektra and then when i realized it was also you i was like OH MAKES SENSE. most importantly i am so sorry with how long it takes me to reply and i can promise its 100%%% because i cant think of anything even close to similar to your writing and i keep thinking it'll come later and then it just never does SO for now you will have to endure my crap because i enjoy you, your writing and your characters too much <3

[crimelcrd]

I made fun of @rollingthundcr last night for being nauseous, and now I'm nauseous

[sonicanary]

@rollingthundcr

You’re not gonna be.

[redsleuthed]

@rollingthundcr​

“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!” He may have fanboy’ed a little too hard around Beetle.

[wingbcrn]

         nice to meet you, my name is ron grayson-wayne according to commish gordon.

[sonicanary]

call about timing to come back. @rollingthundcr

[crimefightrmoved]

"Are you sure you're still up for babysitting? I can call tonight off. That's three sets of eyes off the streets, you know?"

Bruce is already determined to ignore her, if he was honest, having gotten his grandson back. John just already laughing in his arms and trying to grab at his scruff as if it was the most fascinating thing. He couldn’t disagree since it seemed to keep him entertained for now. 

    “ Barbara. It’s fine. “ He finally reiterated, looking up and away from John to his mother with a reassuring smile. “ I’m sure everything will be fine. “ 

He turns away then, moving to a chair to sit down and distract John by making faces despite having discovered from their last visit that John was more amused with his lack of expression than any attempt at making comical faces. 

    “ And if all things go utterly disastrous, I have the League on speed dial. Let them fare against Gotham for once. “ He added, looking up again and propping the little boy that seemed to objectively protest against his “faces” to a sitting position so he could smile and wave at his mom. “ Now shoo, you’re taking valuable Grandfather and Grandson time from me. “

@rollingthundcr .

[fatherliked]

"No .... Absolutely not. What have you done? Put it back. But the mustache back on, right now."

“ Barbara, “ He warns gently, playfully almost. More amused really than anything threatening of the sort. Him wiggling his upper lip out of habit and still feeling the cool chill of the Gotham air than the usual ruffle and rustle of his trusted mustache.  “ It was necessary. It’ll grow back. It’s still me, sort of. “ 

@rollingthundcr .

[crimelcrd]

smiles at him while gently holding the side of his face. proud big sis smile and affection time

ʙᴀɴɢ!  ╾━╤デ╦︻ Eyes are soft as he grumbles. He can’t be mad when she holds him like this. He leans against her hand like it’s all the support he’ll ever need to go on the right path of morality before letting out a defeated sigh. ❝ Love you, Barbie. ❞

[fightwing]

‘  eternal  peace  is  probably  overrated .  ’ / @rollingthundcr / ask meme

dick's laugh echoed into his earpiece. " and so is sleep, peace of mind and free time? " nightwing vaulted over the familiar ledge, a perfect pirouette on the next, followed softly by his landing on the fire escape. busy night. in gotham that was probably a bit redundant but it was gotham all the same. home, in any other sense, and speaking of which . . . dick knocked on the window before sliding it up. useless, of course, because babs probably knew he was coming over before HE even thought it, but familiar all the same. busy night, better with friends. " i come bearing gifts. " he hefts the bag high, only slightly twinging at the pinch in his shoulder from where he'd rolled it and moved to grab some plates. " after all, can't properly rate things on an empty stomach. "

[wingbcrn]

@rollingthundcr​

[sonicanary]

✨

send ✨ and my muse will share one of their new year's resolution. still accepting.

          "Alright I could totally go with 'watch what I eat daily and macros shit' but you and I B-Gordon know that can't go right with junk food. So I think, one that I could start would be to spend five minutes each day cleaning and tidying up. Five minutes is nothing... right?" Perhaps I’d stop finding lost m’ms in the folds of my couch. 

[crimefightrmoved]

❛  Did you have any intention of stopping?  ❜ She starts. Her tongue runs across her lips, feeling dry suddenly as her nerves set in. ❛  I ... I know I've seen you angry, but nothing like that night. If I didn't blow the tower, would you have stopped, Bruce?  ❜

A question that rattles him every time he’s asked. It’s happened before. He’s come close to it. Where it’s less survival and more physical revolting murderous rage. And he felt it that night. 

After everything Black Mask had put him through. After everything he’d put them through. His fists were doing the talking. His blood lust had taken over. And the question hanging over them now seems closer to impossible to answer. 

“ No…” He answered honestly after some time. Doubting he could really hide the truth from Barbara anyway. Not that he wanted to. “ In the back of my mind, I knew I would. I had to. I’m not a man that could…do that. “ He adds, voice almost a whisper, almost speaking only for himself rather than her. “ But –  I kept thinking why should I? Why shouldn’t it have ended that way?” The end breaking off at the last syllable. Guilt welling up in his throat. 

He could have done it. He should have. 

( Didn’t he?  )

Another pause. Another heavy drag of oxygen through his lungs and out of his nose as his uncowled head turned again to face her. Fix his gaze with some semblance of certainty and determination. 

“ I am grateful. “ A flimsy line of a smile. “ You saved me. “ 

@rollingthundcr​ .