[fic] Don't let me be your eyes (Dick/Roy, NC-17)
Title: Don't let me be your eyes
Pairings: Dick/Roy, a little Bruce/Dick, others in the background
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2500 words
Warning: Content some readers may find to be Robinosexual.
Setting: Tales of the Teen Titans #50 (Donna's wedding; specifically, these pages)
Disclaimer: Wolfman, et al., not I.
Notes: Title from the Velvet Underground ( Read more... )
Pairings: Dick/Roy, a little Bruce/Dick, others in the background
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2500 words
Warning: Content some readers may find to be Robinosexual.
Setting: Tales of the Teen Titans #50 (Donna's wedding; specifically, these pages)
Disclaimer: Wolfman, et al., not I.
Notes: Title from the Velvet Underground ( Read more... )
Excellent! They are entirely lovable and need attention. Even if they insist on ruffled shirts and moussed-up hair.
This stayed Perez art in my head all the way through
Oh, yay! *beams at you*
No, this is where I say OTP. Possibly it's where I say it again.
It's where I'd say it again. It's just, you know, Dick's an integral part of *a lot* of OTPs. Partly it's his whole sexual-agency-being-absent, partly it's just -- *him*.
Oh, Roy. Don't you trust him?
Roy prefers not to answer that. Instead, he'll brag about getting some Graysonian action. Again.
all the jostling. It's so them.
They are 20-year-old boys. With (at that point), 45-year-old souls.
I shrieked.
*rejoices!* I did, too! And I *made it up*, but it was all Roy, really. (I was trying to figure out what would be said in its place if this was from Dick's pov? And it'd be something about hickeys, *maybe*. Or just the feeling of being kiss-stupid. *snugs him*)
yes, I really love despising Ollie.
It's a fun game! Not anyone's fault that he gives us so much material.
Thank you, lovely wise lady. I keep on beaming at you. (And now I want Bruce/Roy, too. More than usual, I mean.)
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