#dandeeliion

Donna stood at the door, wearing a rain jacket and a studied expression.

Donna stood at the door, wearing a rain jacket and a studied expression.

These were not uncommon for her to have, as Jump City had taken a hit this rainy season and this was the third time in two days she was given a frantic call from Garth, babbling about some diabolic plan Dick was preparing to enact but no one knew what it was because he was acting sketchy and staying in his room and they were all worried and—

Donna sighs, rubbing at her forehead, and raps against the closed doorway, praying that the intervention that was being staged inside her head wouldn't be the scenario she'd have to encounter. It's only after the fourth knock does the door fling open and an arm yanks at her shoulder, pulling her inside the room she had only been hoping to enter.

Before her stands Dick Grayson, covered head to toe in white glitter and a black body-suit, the most ashamed look she's ever seen spreading across her friend's face.

"So," he starts, rubbing his hands nervously together, "I tried to make your costume, but it didn't quite work out and everyone else is freaking out because they think I'm staying in my room on purpose when we both know going out there isn't an option at the moment, so can you...."

this is SO GOOD

my dear!! hello! ✨💞

☺️ Share a happy line.

this one made me laugh because i think we all know i only ever write angst lol- here is a happy line though!!

And perhaps that was all it was; a father and his son, sitting together to watch the sun rise and bathe over a field of fraying wheat and gentle wind.

☂️ Share your favorite description of an object.

so i couldn't really find anything about an object that i liked, but this was the description of someone's mind, so maybe that counts?

Sometimes, he remembers things. Sometimes, there is a flicker of light in the insurmountable darkness that blankets him and steals his breath away. It never lasts long, but when it happens, it is a warm breeze that brushes against his lips, plays with his hair, and maybe, just maybe, he can hear the sounds of long forgotten memories and the echoes of times since passed.

hiiii beloved!!

so like half of the wips i listed are for my little a.u going on, but i don't know where to put half of them since they're mostly for the future!! so that's what this "trailer scene" is! batman goes to visit haly in his little trailer and they have a chat about what happened the night the grayson family fell. here's a snippet of that~

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“Times are hard,” Haly says, blowing smoke out in one long sigh. “We don’t pull numbers like we used to. Not since– I’m sure you know.” The silences sit just as heavily as the circus master in his chair, aching knees and creaking joints, a sign of a life well-traveled and perhaps too long lived for this kind of work. Bruce is quiet near the door, a towering gargoyle in the makeshift home. “People don’t like to know death,” Haly continues, slow and with the drawl of someone who’s settled bitter and tired. “They come to see the absence now, and for a month, things were really good.” He laughs then, crackling. “Sold out for a week straight after the Graysons died. But people are selfish by nature. The excitement of it, the macabre, died down and they could see it on our faces. We–”

elle, my love, my dearest, my sea breeze on the coast!!!!

here are my most recently favorite songs!! <3

August by Flipturn (heard it on the radio only a few days ago and haven't been able to be normal about it since)

Manchester by Kishi Bashi (gorgeous!!! it feels like my brain is floating in a tall wheat field with pretty blue skies when i listen)

Two by Sleeping At Last (sometimes, i like to torture myself with songs about tired but everlasting love)

The Great Escape by Woodkid (love love love this whole album, the lyrics are so poetic, lots of story telling!!)

elle, dear <333 how are you??

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

oh goodness, i have been desperate to write a fic centered around dick and damian in their early days but i only have very vague ideas on how to go about it. they are so complex and their relationship is almost too much to really make a singular theme through, and that's how i begin most of my wips. one day though!! one day!

🍰 Name one of your fave comfort fics (doesn’t have to be your all time fave).

dandee!! my heart!! how have you been? ♥

19. Is there something you always find yourself repeating in your writing? (favourite verb, something you describe ‘too often’, trope you can’t get enough of?)

oh goodness, something i catch myself doing all of the time is repetition! like, repeating a word/words several times for emphasis- it feels a bit strange not to since i do it in almost everything i write! there's just something hypnotic about it.... i mostly do the repeating words when the character is really going through something, be it that slow descent into madness or just a really bad day and they get emotional because of it. in my head, i think "if the word gets said enough, the reader will totally get that this character is going through it rn" or be like "omg they are literally insane" and i love that

20. Tell us the meta about your writing that you really want to ramble to people about (symbolism you’ve included, character or relationship development that you love, hidden references, callbacks or clues for future scenes?)

!!! mm okay this was going to be done in a chapter analysis, but i will shorten it here: in my story "a storge for you" i had a difficult time figuring out william cobb's character. his origins were mostly going to be the same as in canon, but his motivations needed to be somewhat skewed to follow the narrative. his character went through soooo many evolutions during planning and it eventually led into two distinct personalities that folded into one character; however these were personalities that clashed completely with each other. i didn't want to fall into that trope of "insane character has DID" or some other personality disorder that just wouldn't make sense, so in order to rectify that, i split one character into two. originally, william cobb was going to be the main "antagonist" (besides the court of owls), but these versions of cobb i had created were so vital to the story, one could not exist without the other; so, alton carver came into the story! in the beginnings of "a storge for you", cobb was meant to hate dick grayson and resent his existence; i had four pages full of dialogue between those two to really drive home that point. but then, that wouldn't make any sense if "grayson" was meant to save Gotham, something cobb had been praying for for near a century. enter alton carver and his massive inferiority complex! bam, now there's a character with hatred as their motivation and cobb's more religious/extremely confused hero complex remains preserved! they serve as really great foils when compared to each other and the dick grayson