#this.... this is the good plac.e

[fightwing]

“  don’t worry your head,  just go to sleep.  ” / from kory, maybe when dick is freaking out abt mar'i flying 🥺 / @cybervigilante

" i'm serious, honey. " dick isn't quite pacing YET but he's certainly not relaxing into the sheets of their grand bed like they both should be. it's not like there were many experts on half-human, half-tamaranean babies. in fact, the only child who even fits that demographic he currently knows of is snoring into their baby monitor at this very moment. " should we babyproof everything? can we if it's a flying thing instead of a running around corners thing? " mar'i was LEARNING to fly and still hadn't nailed the landing, but like many other babies she was wildly determined to try. and while dick spent most of his life in the air, it was a very different kind of panic seeing your toddler touching the ceiling. ( . . . maybe dick had some apologies to make to bruce and alfred. ) he turns towards his wife, long fiery red hair splayed around her as she finds much more comfort in their daughter's development than dick was at the moment. he's reminded then that all the parts of mar'i he sees himself in are probably just as foreign to her, and that, JUST LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE, they were in this together. " when did you start flying? "

[rjalker]

like the only way Adrien could be a good person as the son of a billionaire would be to consistantly and constantly do everything in his power to redestribute his wealth. If he gets an allowance? When all his material needs are already taken care of? Donate it. Give it to his less privdledged friends and their families so they can pay rent or buy grociers.

but that’s. that’s putting a bandaid on the issue.

Adrien is a billionaire, andi f you want your character to be a good person,,, you can’t make them a biollionaire in the first plac.e

[restitutiopax]

reclusiveformerwarlord​:

“Mmm…  A house would be good.  Room for Twilight to run around, room for…”  For future sparklings.  Whenever they got settled enough to plan for bitties.  Megatron certainly wanted them, adored the idea of having littles of his and Orion’s spark and metal underpede.  “For the future.”

“Citizenship would be a start.  I know I need to try to figure out my plac.e in society again.”  Though he wouldn’t mind being Orion’s trophy mate, keeping him happy.  As long as he had something he could occupy himself with at home while Pax was out.  “I wouldn’t mind being a free gladiator again.  I know how to fight, how to make a show of it.  I enjoyed the matches.”

   His datapad pops up and he’s already scrolling through options, simultaneous to an internal search on gaining citizenship for Decepticons with criminal offenses on their record. He’s a good multitasker. 

     “For the future.” he repeats, pausing on a room designed like a nursery. There are stars hanging from the ceiling and plush dinosaurs in the walled berth. That’d be nice, but it doesn’t come with the house. What does come with the house is a berth that can fold into a proper bed later on, so there’s longevity to the space.

     He saves the image anyway. For later. 

     “Hm... we’ll have to look into that.” he replies, glancing up from his datapad to consider seeing, in person, a gladitorial match. Megatron, fierce and strong, tossing mechanicals away from him as his sword catches the light of a passing star...

      He turns a vibrant blue. Guess that image appeals. 

"Well, now that I've ended the lease on my flat, packed everything up, and insulted a political figure and threatened to have him court-martialed... where do YOU want to live?"

"I was fond of the flat... but there are others. Honestly Orion, I can adapt. Would you be happier on Cybertron or Earth? Or somewhere else?"

"Bumblebee is an aft, he deserves worse than a mere threatening."

[fightwing]

“ do i deserve back pain at this age? ” / @legacycarried​ 

                 “ if it was measured by ‘deserve’ i don’t think i’d HAVE a back. ”        dick rations, rolling his shoulders back. as the years pass, he’s getting less and less leeway with missing stretches and there’s always at least one muscle protesting no matter what. age was no friend of the vigilante--- dick would even go so far as to call it their greatest adversary. speaking of which, dick finishes his last stretch, standing up with a little bounce on his heels. titans and young avengers--- dick was more than ready to get started.               “ so, what do you want to start everyone with today? ”

[reclusiveformerwarlord]

“Mmm...  A house would be good.  Room for Twilight to run around, room for...”  For future sparklings.  Whenever they got settled enough to plan for bitties.  Megatron certainly wanted them, adored the idea of having littles of his and Orion’s spark and metal underpede.  “For the future.”

“Citizenship would be a start.  I know I need to try to figure out my plac.e in society again.”  Though he wouldn’t mind being Orion’s trophy mate, keeping him happy.  As long as he had something he could occupy himself with at home while Pax was out.  “I wouldn’t mind being a free gladiator again.  I know how to fight, how to make a show of it.  I enjoyed the matches.”

"Well, now that I've ended the lease on my flat, packed everything up, and insulted a political figure and threatened to have him court-martialed... where do YOU want to live?"

"I was fond of the flat... but there are others. Honestly Orion, I can adapt. Would you be happier on Cybertron or Earth? Or somewhere else?"

"Bumblebee is an aft, he deserves worse than a mere threatening."