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#Jason meanwhile having a two tone revelation about the state of Feelings while also having so kind of deranged thought about being
flowerflamestars · 1 year
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Migration Patterns snippet
Mostly asleep, but too near waking to be insensate, Elle turned her cheek into his touch, soulmark suddenly pressed to Jason’s palm.   Everything stopped. There was only this: warmth. If he let himself think it, Jason had imagined his half a little like the ocean. Too much, no matter how he tried to bottle it. Fresh water and salt water: where currents met, where color muddled, both and neither. Tidal Eleanor, ceaselessly making it make sense.   All that existed in Elle, just awake enough to reach, was no drowning depth. Just a certain light. Glowing and burning. Incandescent. New and old- not love yet, love already- spark bright interest that could not fade to embers, a thousand soft shades of safe.   Jason’s brain and Jason’s body all in one for once: a country with no borders, Elle an endless expanse of sky.   And then she rolled. Curled small enough not to fall, one arm outstretched.   Jason felt reality start to intrude before her eyes even opened. It was the cold, probably- insistent search that grasped only the cool leather of Jason’s jacket instead of a body in bed, and yanked anyway.   It was no distance to travel.   Just Elle’s grip, ferocious- just air, escaping Jason’s lungs in something so much worse than panic- Elle, on the threshold, a honey sweet dream turned caramel burnt before it cooled to snap in two, all at once- Elle woke up.   Adjusted, softened, let go to hook her fingertips in the collar of his t-shirt, expression unspeakably, unmistakably, fond for a minute before she blinked. Ran the back of her hand up his neck for half a second, and then-   Elle really woke up, drawing back.   “Shit. Sorry. Sorry. I thought”- She flung herself upright, steel-toed boots thudding not unpleasantly against Jason’s side. Elle frowned. “Where are we?”
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cupcakesquid · 7 years
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I Fall In Love, Too Easily 3
Summary: How the table have turned
Pairings: Dick Grayson x Reader
Warnings: I don’t believe so.. i guess there are some big words.. NOT SWEAR WORDS..
a/n: I SWEAR I’VE BEEN STRESSING OVER THIS SINCE FOREVER. i was looking for the perfect song to go with it but that was hard.. I’ve sorta just put it off untill @roronoarengi asked me about part three and I was like okay, i have to stop running from this.. SO I DID.. and we have whatever the hell this is.. also the song is Pure Imagination, but there’s a cue in the story.. i’ll stop talking buh byeee.. ps. this was quite ‘kilig’ aka romantically exciting in filipino/tagalog
tagging: @maruthor because the last time I remember tagging you was angst and this is kinda happy i guess.. and also @king-wolfie BECAUSE ASIAN FAM ps. @pandalways i remember you asking for part three and i’ve finally done woopie
(Part One) (Part Two)
Years later and you’ve both grown up. You knew almost everything about Dick at this point; from his transition into Nightwing to adopted brothers. You also both trusted each other so dearly that you had each other’s apartment keys. Lastly, You both talked to each other about many thoughts, scary and pleasant. You were still his friend but still so much has changed, especially your feelings towards him which was the one thing you both never discussed. You weren’t obsessed with him anymore, like the child you were a few years ago. You saw him as a brother and gave up on achieving his love. There was still a tiny spark that still loved him in a different way, but it didn’t matter as much anymore.
Meanwhile, the young Grayson bloomed into a courteous and strong hero. He became one of Gotham’s most hottest bachelors, being a kindhearted, striking and affluent gentleman. It would be a dream for this man to fall in love with you. He had gone through numerous relationships, but none never truly seemed to last. Well, except his latest with Barbara Gordon. There were many revelations,but there was one person he always seemed to come back to and it was you. He finally realized his love for you, but it was too late.
While He was falling in love, you were falling out.
It was undoubtedly tragic; you both had felt the same thing at wrong times. Dick was completely enchanted by your presence as you once were. He couldn’t find a single flaw to bring against you, he couldn’t even go against you anymore. He swore there was something different with the ways you would talk and walk from before.
Your smile just seemed to lighten his day much more than ever, he just wishes he was the one causing your smile all the time. He felt stupid for not seeing your charming and lovely nature before. It was only now that he noticed the amount of care you had for him. He admired your simplicity and concerned character. It was either that there was something there that wasn’t there before or he was just ignorant. Both ways he could not get his mind off of you.
You caught his complete attention, but yours went past him already.
His face would go red, every time another boy would make you laugh. Every flirtatious statement thrown towards you from anybody other than Dick, just filled him with pure jealousy. He’d sigh when he was forced to watch you dance with another. He should’ve been the one with you. He needed to find a way to get to you alone. He needed to create a truly romantic and charming moment for the both of you. One that would force the spark of love you have for him into a burning flame. It was at this moment, when he found a great opportunity.
“(y/n), there’s a gala at the manor tonight. I really don’t want to be alone, so could you please come?” Dick begged through the other side of the phone. You laughed at his distressed state and glanced at your watch for a moment. It was rather odd, though that you had not heard of this gala, since you were a journalist.
“Yeah sure, but what time?” You asked patiently.
“Uhm, 8. I’ll come by and pick you up? Are you still at work?” He asked sounding fairly nervous. You wondered what that was all about, but shrugged it off. It was probably just you who heard the shyness in his tone.
“Yup, I’ll be home in about an hour though.” You replied continuing to type away at your article. Dick smiled knowing he still had lots of time.
“I’ll see you in two hours then, love you!” He hung up not realizing what he said. He threw his head back in embarrassment, while you were slightly blushing at his mistake.
Once, you got home, you planned on donning your red maxi dress which you usually wear to all these ball type events, but someone left something for you at your apartment. You were stunned to see a blue evening gown accompanied by a post-it note.
Dear (y/n),
You realize that red dress is getting slightly old. I just took the liberty of getting a little something for you. Anyways, red is for Tim and Jason, don’t you want to support your best friend? :p
Maybe your best friend, Dick Grayson
You face went pink from the amount of concern Dick had for you. You promised yourself you wouldn’t erupt in an explosion of blushes from the Man you once obsessed over, but you couldn’t help it. He was so entrancing, you couldn’t even believe he was still friends with a dork like you.
When, You tried it on, You just smiled at yourself in the mirror like an idiot. You had prepared for the rest of the time in your humble abode. You put your hair down, but curled a few parts to match the grace of the dress. You put on some denim ballet flats not wanting to have to deal with the pain of high heels for the night. Something just told you that this night was going to be fun and you didn’t want to hold yourself back from it. While scrolling through your phone, looking at old pictures the door rang and you dashed towards it; the excitement pumping through your veins was ineffable.
You opened it to see Dick wearing a black suit which fit him quite well. You both looked at each other in awe. You tried your best to look away from the past, but your eyes were fixed and so was his. 
“H-Hi.”
The trip to the manor was silent, not in a miserable or angry way, but in an awkward and shy way. You were both so struck by each other’s loveliness that it left both of you speechless. Words that you both could say were limited to “Hi.” and “You look stunning/great.” It was a very ‘cute’
Once you arrived you did not see much visitors, so you were confused. You were even more bewildered at the fact the ballroom was completely empty. You were about to ask him about it, but he offered you a hand and you couldn’t refuse.
“Shall we?”
Music started to play, it was like a fairy-tale and you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing. It was too majestic for you, you believed your certainly did not deserve it. Dick gave a worried and confused look as to why you laughing. He wondered if he was being too cheesy.
“Is ther-”
“No, this is just ethereal.” You sighed. Dick smiled at your joy. His hand was around your waist, and yours was on his shoulder.
You both along with the music in perfect sync. Your once aquiver movements softened into a relaxed and serene state. It was hard to believe that this was just ephemeral, temporary, when you could stay like this for eternity. He led you flawlessly in every way and you just were just gracing through every sound. You were moving closer and closer to each other until you could feel the warmth radiating between both of you.
“Did you know that you’re gorgeous?” He whispered into your ear, his voice so sweet to hear. You giggled at his comment. You were so giggly and happy, you were more than burning up.
“I could tell from all the compliments on the ride, why don’t you tell me something I don’t know.” You asked meeting his eyes. You looked at each other deeply caught up in limerence.
“Hmm, Did you know that I love you?” He asked his eyes still sparkling and staring at yours.
“Did you know that I do too? Well, until I stopped and gave up.” You spoke rather sadly, looking away. You started remembering how oblivious he was to you from the day that you first met. A wave of guilt fell over Dick and he knew there was one way to resolve this.
“Will sorry do any good?” He asked. You looked back at him, giving him a simple smile.
“There’s nothing to be sorry about, Dick.” Your face grew soft and gentle, there was no anger or frustration in it at all.
“But what if I want to.”
“I guess, you could bu-”
He cut you off and pulled you close. Next thing, you know you were both kissing in the middle of an empty ball room. His lips were warm and comforting, and yours were just the same. After all these years, You finally found yourselves together, happy. There was finally a resolution between the you. Your sweet kiss came to a stop when you were both needed air. It may have stopped, but your love was merely just beginning to bloom
“Did that make it up?”
“I suppose it did.”
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