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Jones ([personal profile] eloquencejones) wrote in [community profile] dollymixtures2020-07-19 10:11 pm

Open Post

Please feel free to tag into any characters posted here, with new ideas or things we've discussed, I am open to just about anything and even surprise threads are fun.

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Dick Grayson | Batman

[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2016-05-04 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
orcsurfing: (lets tell ghost stories)

[personal profile] orcsurfing 2016-07-15 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
( ooc: party at some random Big Name's place?? can go to shit, or Dick can be another guests and what not. if you want him to have heard a thing or two, or have suspicions, that's all good with me! basically I'll roll along with anything ever hahaha and again, lmk if anything needs changing )

For an immortal to survive among mortals was, strangely, a tricky and difficult thing. Especially mortals who had long forgotten that such as himself had lived among them, once upon a time. True enough, most of them had left, but some stayed, and now they were nothing more but stuff of the legends, fairy tales that none took seriously. Which was not an issue, in and of itself, and Legolas's appearance was not so difficult at all to disguise into something more... humanly, his hair hid his ears well, after all. It was more difficult to deal with the simple fact that while time passed and folk around him aged, he remained unchanged, and so he moved. Time and again, he would travel and change names and only return to the same place many, many years later, when none would recall him anymore. He did his best to stay out of the public eye as well, though at times it was... difficult too. Beauty, after all, drew the eye, and at times he could not refuse a powerful man an invitation to a reception without drawing even more attention to himself.

This was one of those. He had agreed, he had dressed well and his cover story was impeccable, with all the — forged! — documents supporting him. Thankfully, this was not yet terrible enough that he would need to vanish right after, but it was certainly the first step towards another move sometime in the future. For now he decided not to rush it, because with the influence of the host, it would be far too easy to make a mistake.

Dressed to follow the newest fashions, Legolas still stood out among the guests. Fair of face with his long hair currently twisted into a loose bun at the nape, with the sides freely falling to cover the tips of the ears. He could feel gazes follow him, as he picked up a drink, as he conversed with one person or another — whom he also had caught staring, even as they spoke.

Eventually he drifted towards the balconies for some peace, some quiet, and the fresh air. Above them the stars were barely visible, the lights of the city overshadowing them. This right there was, for an elf, one of the sadder things about the modern world. None looked upon the stars anymore, none could, and none appreciated their beauty. He sighed, then, sensing another's presence, remarked on his observation in a more neutral manner, "A little farther out of the city, and there would be stars to enjoy tonight. A great pity!"

And he turned to face the stranger, his smile easy.
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[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2016-07-15 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)

(sounds good to me! I'm pretty easy going too ^^)

Charity balls, dinner parties, drinks, the social calendar for Gotham's elite was a busy one, and there was only so much Dick could avoid as the son of one of the city's wealthiest and well-known businessmen. The life of a socialite was what everybody expected of him, so he occasionally had to bow to those expectations (it was all, Bruce said, part of maintaining a secret identity. Dick privately just suspected Bruce hated them and wanted everybody else to suffer as well), and so here he was. He strolled around the room in his designer suit, sipping champagne and flirting with everybody who looked his way - if he had an image to maintain, he was damn well going to maintain it.

It wasn't the whole reason he was here, however, Bruce had picked up some intel that a certain newcomer to Gotham wasn't all he seemed, and of course they had a tendency to be quite paranoid of newcomers who seemed to have something to hide, ninety percent of the time they were showing up in Gotham to cause trouble for Batman. So he'd been watching the other man out the corner of his eye for most of the night - being subtle about it as usual, but he also noticed that he needn't have been, everybody else was staring as well. It wasn't hard to see why, the man was impeccably dressed and there was something ethereal about him that stood out, like he was turned up just a little brighter than everybody else. It made Dick even more curious about who he really was.

When the tall blonde disappeared out to the balcony, Dick saw his chance to get a little closer. He made his excuses to the pretty young woman trying to hang off his arm, extricated himself from her enthusiastic attempt at an embrace, and made his way out onto the balcony himself. He was surprised when the other man spoke, and for a second he glanced around to see if there was anybody else present, but no, he must have heard Dick coming.

"Gotham's light pollution is pretty bad," he agreed congenially "Bit like it's regular pollution, really."

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TFLN continuation for @red_hoods

[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2020-02-09 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[Continuation from here]

Nah man the sweats are a mood killer.


Take them off ;)

Edited 2020-02-09 23:04 (UTC)
red_hoods: (he can smile)

[personal profile] red_hoods 2020-02-09 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Clever.

I'll take em off, but you gotta be more convincing than that.
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[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2020-02-09 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)

I take it chanting 'strip strip strip' won't do it?

You lose the sweats and I'll lose the t-shirt, how about that?

red_hoods: (interested)

[personal profile] red_hoods 2020-02-09 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Probably would have, but now I want you to take of your shirt and send me a pic.
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[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2020-02-09 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)

[The response is a photo of Dick's shirtless chest, as requested]

red_hoods: (godddd fiiiineee)

[personal profile] red_hoods 2020-02-09 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ This definitely wasn't what Jason thought would happen when he first texted Dick, but he certainly isn't complaining.

He sends a photo right back, of his sweats pushed down, and no underwear in sight. ]
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[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2020-02-12 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
For me? You shouldn't have...

The things I would be doing with that if I were there in person...
red_hoods: (eyes)

[personal profile] red_hoods 2020-02-12 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
It's been a while, huh.

Too bad all you have time for is sexting.
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[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2020-02-12 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
oh I don't know, maybe I could make an exception
red_hoods: (here's the story)

[personal profile] red_hoods 2020-02-13 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Oh yeah? Sounds tempting.

Lucky for you I'm in town.
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[personal profile] justlikeacircus 2020-02-21 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)

Well what are you waiting for?