#boywiththes

IMAGINE A WORLD WHERE EVERYTHING IS BLACK & WHITE UNTIL YOU MEET YOUR SOULMATE’S EYES. SEND ME “ღ” TO MY MUSE’S REACTION TO THEIR WORLD SUDDENLY BECOMING COLORFUL AFTER MEETING YOUR MUSE’S EYES. --- boywiththes

   Bart never did have much reason to hover around Conner. Not that he could stay still long enough to do so anyway, but you get the point. But, no one else was around right now, and he figured ‘Oh, might as well’. Because—really—why not? No harm, no foul. 

  It was all fine and dandy until Bart flashed the taller boy a wide grin and looked him in the eye for the first time in, well, ever. 

   He nearly doubled over when color burst into his vision and nearly blinded him. His eyes stung and he yelped; his hands immediately flew to cover his eyes. The boy fell into a round of wincing and grumbling and blinking the spots out of his eyes.

   Color? He’s heard that’s only supposed to happen when you find that special person. Bart doesn’t know how people could figure that out around the blinding pain, but fine, sure—whatever you guys say. 

          “I didn’t know this was supposed to be so painful—” He groaned and rubbed the tears out of his eyes. “Romantics suck. Who said this was a pleasant experience?”

「☣」         In all of these years, Conner had never seen Dick’s eyes. The other always wore some kind of protection over there, be it the whited lenses of his mask, or sunglasses when he was in civvies. The clone had never really been able to “catch his eyes” when he’d wanted to get his attention. Even though he’d always known that when he was talking to him, he had Dick’s attention, but it was different than actually being looked at. So the day that he’d seen him without the glasses on from the side, he was determined to get a look. 

         ”Nightwing,” he said, crossing over to stand in front of him, catching his eyes as he looked up. A pain crossed over him as color burst everywhere, painting things shades of everything but shades of gray and white. The clone let out a slight noise of distress as he had to close his eyes, hands coming up to shield them from the pain that the sudden outcome had caused him. 

         Dick's eyes widened when he saw Conner shielding his own- Oh. He did plan to reveal his eyes to Conner, ever since that time a pair of blue eyes met his own in Cadmus. It was easy to hide the pain then, considering they were busy fighting off a just awakened clone at the time. And thankfully no one noticed that Dick was just a little disoriented - Well, it had been one hell of a night, anyway.

         He didn't quite plan it like this though. He did take off his sunglasses on purpose, but Dick thought he should have gone to admit it to Conner first, especially since Bruce didn't quite let him reveal this information to anyone until he was old enough. 

Send me a ★ and i'll answer...

If we kissed:

[] This wouldn’t happen.

[] Oh disgusting.

[] Again, again.

[x] Kiss you back.

[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.

[] Slap/Push you away.

[x] Be confused

Honestly, though, how would that even happen?

If you asked me out I’d say:

[] Um no.

[] I’m taken-

[x] Sure.

[] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS.

Can we cuddle?:

[] No.

[] Ew.

[x] Sure.

[] YES.

Sex?:

[] Let’s do it.

[] No. You can’t handle my d.

[] FUCK YES.

[] No.

Should you reblog this?:

[] Yes. I want to send you one.

[] Yes.

[] No.

Send a °•° and get a nickname from my muse.

"رجس"

JEALOUS MESSAGES --- boywiththes

   ”—-?”

Bart’s not surprised that that is being directed at him or anything, he’s just a little startled. He wasn’t expecting Conner to pop up—now, wait. It’s not that he doesn’t like Conner suddenly appearing or anything; Bart just gets startled. 

   ”What’s that I hear? It’s a little early for jealousy to rear its head.”

There’s a taunt in there, coupled with a smile and a gleam in his eyes. He’s amused when Conner gets like this—amused, and flattered, and maybe a little slap happy.

   ”So what if I do? I’m not picky and it gets me customers. It doesn’t mean anything.”

   ”I’ve got someone waaaayyyyy better then these lame-os.” He gestures with his thumb in the general direction of some people. “You two should meet. He’s pre-tty amazing. Could talk about the big guy all day.”

I just sat here trying to say huruhruedkl in my head for about three minutes I—

bless u

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