#cricketspeaks

jester bouncing around herself, full of both relief and dread that she really does grow older. c3!jester holding her face with the loving promise of growing older, but never truly growing up. telling tales of a new group of heroes so similar yet so different to her eclectic found family.

don’t think about fjord taking in his own tusks and long hair, the tilt of his real accent, his salt and pepper hair. a hand pressed to his mouth in shame that melts into awe. realizing that despite everything, these people still want him.

nott coming face-to-face with veth barely able to breathe. bursting into tears, running her claws across veth’s face and hair just to remember what it felt like. c3!caleb kissing nott’s forehead with reassurances of they did it.

don’t think about yasha shellshocked, hardly recognizing herself. short white hair, colorful tattoos, a familiar soft look in her eyes showing emotion she never expected to feel again. c3!yasha knowing she can’t do anything to ease the pain, but can reassure her past self that she is able to love again.

beau scoffing with false bravado but quietly admiring how much happier she looks years down the line. c3! beau nodding with the promise of something softer, still with her sharp edges and sturdy frame.

mollymauk taking in the crowd and locking eyes with caduceus; a knowing smile. “it’s a pleasure.” a warm handshake. “the honor is all mine, mister tealeaf.”

i know, ive gone mia again for a lil bit. i know, we’re all waiting on the continuation of evangeline’s story. it’s coming!!

a couple of weeks ago, the cat distribution system decided i was going to be the next recipient of, you guessed it, a stray cat! one who keeps clawing at my front door, waiting for her breakfast in the morning, and sits on the porch with me at night for some snuggles.

right now, i’m in the process of getting her safely inside and into the “quarantine room” to keep her separate from my other pets while she adjusts. my two other cats have been scratching at the front door from the inside and meowing at me to let her in already lmao. my dogs have loved every animal, especially cats, they come in contact with, so no worries there. she’ll be quarantined mainly so my cats can get used to her smell under the door and all and avoid as much conflict as possible.

she’s got a hideaway bed, a covered litter box, food/water bowls, a scratching post (since she won’t have the concrete), catnip, calming anti-stress treats, a monkey toy, and a whole lotta love waiting just for her inside. as soon as she’s in, i’ll be setting up a vet appointment to make sure she’s okay and get her shots done, get some flea treatment on her to be safe.

idk how long this little girl has been outside for, but the weather has gotten REALLY nasty up here lately, with heavy rains, flash floods, thunder and lightning and SO much wind. she’s a fighter. i’m excited for her to realize she doesn’t have to fight anymore and gets to spend the rest of her life relaxing and eating good and being loved on so much it’s annoying.

i probably will still be a lil inactive for a bit, but i’ll still be here!! lurking 👁️🫦👁️

so yeah, that’s my life right now!! i’ll still like and repost stuff, i just won’t have anything new from me and my stories for a little bit while i get through this transitional period. thank you for sticking around with me tho i love y’all😭😭

i’ll try and get kitty pics when i can😎

dick would start it during his robin days. as a kid, it’s the coolest thing he can imagine. eventually he stops responding to bruce’s usual messages over comms until he uses the corresponding whistle. over time, there is a sound for almost every situation. even their own names.

then he teaches it to jason to be a little shit. he’ll never admit it’s also so he knows that if it ever takes too long to reach the comms, dick knows he can let out a sharp whistle and his brother will be there. (and because it makes him feel closer to his little bird).

jason isn’t there to teach him, but tim learns as well. dick will chitter soft reassurances after an argument with bruce. a whistle out in the field, a chirp before they head to bed. tim embraces it fully— its feels more like family than anything else he’s known. it becomes second nature.

barbara gets to learn a bit, too. she isn’t as fluent in the language but can decipher messages as well as any of the robins. when she finds her hands full as oracle, she knows a sharp whistle into the comms will let the bats know what’s happening.

stephanie embraces the language similarly to tim. she uses it more conversationally than in the field. it shows up more when she’s emotional. as she gets worked up about things, her words will start to melt into whistles and trills. her family can tell what mood she’s in by how her chittering sounds.

cass is similar. she uses it sparingly, but more often than speaking english. she finds it easier. when words are difficult, she can usually muster up a grunt or warble in response to someone. her heart is filled with warmth when, instead of prompting for further words or signing, her family will simply whistle back.

damian is a bit more difficult to convince. by the time he arrives, the noises are just another form of communication. he refuses to use it for quite some time. he convinces himself it’s childish and strange— words work just fine. but after bruce gets lost in the time stream, he allows it between himself and dick. eventually he starts to use it with the rest of the family. he uses it sparingly, definitely not as much as everyone else. but he quietly adores it. he loves the simplicity and security of a code that nobody else could decipher. and if it makes him feel closer to his siblings? well, that’s just a plus.

“the college kids are gettin’ so young”

“it makes me smile to know when things get hard” - “you’ll be far”

“you’re the greatest thing we’ve lost. the birds will still sing, your folks will still fight”

“that’s the thing about survival”

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