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@talonclaws.bsky.social
❝𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥, 𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗬 𝗦𝗢𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗚𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗠.❞
#DCRP. AU. MDNI. 20+ 𝙳𝚎𝚎's beloved punching bag.
#DCRP. AU. MDNI. 20+ 𝙳𝚎𝚎's beloved punching bag.
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ᴛᴀʟᴏɴ?
@talonclaws.bsky.social
· Jul 27
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he does as instructed. movement rigid, careful as if everything will break if he makes one wrong move. quietly, he commits every step, every placement to memory.
so one day he can do something nice for Wally all by himself. —
so one day he can do something nice for Wally all by himself. —
“Just a little bit more. It's always better to fill it up with more than you need than to end up short.”
His tone is soft, and Wally points out the fill line in the kettle to give Talon a guide. Wally already has two mugs set out with the bags of the tea they like, string peeking from the rim and +
His tone is soft, and Wally points out the fill line in the kettle to give Talon a guide. Wally already has two mugs set out with the bags of the tea they like, string peeking from the rim and +
and so is the talon. he chooses to stay close even when he can see in the dim light just fine. better than most, even.
"the kettle," he hums and nods, filling up the kettle with water. this is easy, like following an order from—no. Wally is 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. —
"the kettle," he hums and nods, filling up the kettle with water. this is easy, like following an order from—no. Wally is 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. —
November 9, 2025 at 11:41 AM
he does as instructed. movement rigid, careful as if everything will break if he makes one wrong move. quietly, he commits every step, every placement to memory.
so one day he can do something nice for Wally all by himself. —
so one day he can do something nice for Wally all by himself. —
// me when i'm normal
a green cartoon character with big eyes and teeth is smiling
ALT: a green cartoon character with big eyes and teeth is smiling
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November 8, 2025 at 10:38 PM
// me when i'm normal
// jingle jingle
jingle jingle
jingle jingle
November 7, 2025 at 12:05 AM
// jingle jingle
jingle jingle
jingle jingle
still unfazed. there's only this sense of... something he can't quite place. but he has to make sure that he's okay.
there's still some left, but he refrains from pointing it out.
"feeling better?"
there's still some left, but he refrains from pointing it out.
"feeling better?"
A deep, bloodcurdling growl.
...
And he shakes his head again.
...
And he shakes his head again.
unflinching.
"you still have some on your hair."
"you still have some on your hair."
October 23, 2025 at 3:24 PM
still unfazed. there's only this sense of... something he can't quite place. but he has to make sure that he's okay.
there's still some left, but he refrains from pointing it out.
"feeling better?"
there's still some left, but he refrains from pointing it out.
"feeling better?"
unflinching.
"you still have some on your hair."
"you still have some on your hair."
Shaking off the blood of his hood and his hair like:
a picture of a german shepherd with the words hudson & rex on the bottom right
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October 23, 2025 at 1:53 PM
unflinching.
"you still have some on your hair."
"you still have some on your hair."
// how do i always gst sleepy when i switch here
October 23, 2025 at 10:56 AM
// how do i always gst sleepy when i switch here
and so is the talon. he chooses to stay close even when he can see in the dim light just fine. better than most, even.
"the kettle," he hums and nods, filling up the kettle with water. this is easy, like following an order from—no. Wally is 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. —
"the kettle," he hums and nods, filling up the kettle with water. this is easy, like following an order from—no. Wally is 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. —
“Of course. You can prep whatever toppings you want, got some fruit I have to use up. That sounds good?”
The house is dimly lit as they moved through it to reach the kitchen. Only a faint sliver of light sneaks through the dark curtains he'd installed, and the lamps are set to a warm, almost +
The house is dimly lit as they moved through it to reach the kitchen. Only a faint sliver of light sneaks through the dark curtains he'd installed, and the lamps are set to a warm, almost +
it doesn't take a lot for him to be happy—he has been getting better at recognizing positive emotions lately—even now, without the pancakes and with Wally's hand in his, he's already content.
if he was a bird, he'd probably be chirping away happily. —
if he was a bird, he'd probably be chirping away happily. —
October 8, 2025 at 6:21 AM
and so is the talon. he chooses to stay close even when he can see in the dim light just fine. better than most, even.
"the kettle," he hums and nods, filling up the kettle with water. this is easy, like following an order from—no. Wally is 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. —
"the kettle," he hums and nods, filling up the kettle with water. this is easy, like following an order from—no. Wally is 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨. —
// i switched here and got sleepy
October 8, 2025 at 3:07 AM
// i switched here and got sleepy
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➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵
𝓒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝓗𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐞.
➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵
“𝘐𝘧 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦... 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥... 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦...
𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺... 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺.”
𝓒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝓗𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐞.
➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵
“𝘐𝘧 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦... 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥... 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦...
𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺... 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺.”
October 7, 2025 at 9:59 AM
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𝓒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝓗𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐞.
➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵
“𝘐𝘧 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦... 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥... 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦...
𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺... 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺.”
𝓒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝓗𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐞.
➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵ ➵
“𝘐𝘧 𝘐’𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦... 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥... 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦...
𝘐’𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺... 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺.”
// THAT NOTIF MADE ME JUMP FROM MY SEAT
October 7, 2025 at 10:16 AM
// THAT NOTIF MADE ME JUMP FROM MY SEAT
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it doesn't take a lot for him to be happy—he has been getting better at recognizing positive emotions lately—even now, without the pancakes and with Wally's hand in his, he's already content.
if he was a bird, he'd probably be chirping away happily. —
if he was a bird, he'd probably be chirping away happily. —
For Wally, it's never too much. Often, it feels too little. Not enough effort to make sure Dick is safe now, in a good environment away from whatever torture had held him in the past.
Nothing he does will make up for the fact that Wally hadn't rescued him sooner, found him earlier.
He gulps, the +
Nothing he does will make up for the fact that Wally hadn't rescued him sooner, found him earlier.
He gulps, the +
sometimes he can't guess what Wally intends to do. and, more often than not, he thinks Wally does a little more than he deserves. it's too much, but, strangely enough, it never feels suffocating.
he'll never admit that he likes it when Wally is paying attention to him. —
he'll never admit that he likes it when Wally is paying attention to him. —
October 5, 2025 at 4:32 PM
it doesn't take a lot for him to be happy—he has been getting better at recognizing positive emotions lately—even now, without the pancakes and with Wally's hand in his, he's already content.
if he was a bird, he'd probably be chirping away happily. —
if he was a bird, he'd probably be chirping away happily. —
sometimes he can't guess what Wally intends to do. and, more often than not, he thinks Wally does a little more than he deserves. it's too much, but, strangely enough, it never feels suffocating.
he'll never admit that he likes it when Wally is paying attention to him. —
he'll never admit that he likes it when Wally is paying attention to him. —
His grin morphs into a little 'oh!', as if he'd just remembered something. Wally's form glitches, for just a brief split second, but the telltale silver lightning around his feet betrays how he'd sped away.
“Lowered all the curtains for you and set the ambient lights on low.” He explains with a +
“Lowered all the curtains for you and set the ambient lights on low.” He explains with a +
he wanted to thank Wally anyway. it was the least he could do.
and he would love nothing more than to stay close to him, even when he knew what the speedster was capable of.
"i'll watch," he said. maybe if he watched enough, one day he could surprise Wally with pancakes for breakfast.
and he would love nothing more than to stay close to him, even when he knew what the speedster was capable of.
"i'll watch," he said. maybe if he watched enough, one day he could surprise Wally with pancakes for breakfast.
October 2, 2025 at 1:16 PM
sometimes he can't guess what Wally intends to do. and, more often than not, he thinks Wally does a little more than he deserves. it's too much, but, strangely enough, it never feels suffocating.
he'll never admit that he likes it when Wally is paying attention to him. —
he'll never admit that he likes it when Wally is paying attention to him. —
the season has changed. hm.
October 1, 2025 at 11:25 AM
the season has changed. hm.
he wanted to thank Wally anyway. it was the least he could do.
and he would love nothing more than to stay close to him, even when he knew what the speedster was capable of.
"i'll watch," he said. maybe if he watched enough, one day he could surprise Wally with pancakes for breakfast.
and he would love nothing more than to stay close to him, even when he knew what the speedster was capable of.
"i'll watch," he said. maybe if he watched enough, one day he could surprise Wally with pancakes for breakfast.
“You don't have to thank me for anything, Bluey. And you don't have to help, but you can come with me if you want.”
Then Wally could try and impress him with his flipping skills, or at least make a fool of himself and offer Dick a laugh. Either way, it was a win-win.
Then Wally could try and impress him with his flipping skills, or at least make a fool of himself and offer Dick a laugh. Either way, it was a win-win.
"thank you," his voice was quiet, almost shy. "can i help with anything?"
Wally did a lot for him and the least that he could do was offer help to make breakfast.
Wally did a lot for him and the least that he could do was offer help to make breakfast.
October 1, 2025 at 12:23 AM
he wanted to thank Wally anyway. it was the least he could do.
and he would love nothing more than to stay close to him, even when he knew what the speedster was capable of.
"i'll watch," he said. maybe if he watched enough, one day he could surprise Wally with pancakes for breakfast.
and he would love nothing more than to stay close to him, even when he knew what the speedster was capable of.
"i'll watch," he said. maybe if he watched enough, one day he could surprise Wally with pancakes for breakfast.
Reposted by ᴛᴀʟᴏɴ?
You'll be warm again.
September 29, 2025 at 11:05 PM
You'll be warm again.
"thank you," his voice was quiet, almost shy. "can i help with anything?"
Wally did a lot for him and the least that he could do was offer help to make breakfast.
Wally did a lot for him and the least that he could do was offer help to make breakfast.
Wally's smile only widens. It's nice to see Dick becoming more and more comfortable, enough to smile and request things. He was still guarded, of course he was. But it was progress.
Kinda felt like seeing glimpses of the sun after a harsh winter day.
“Gotcha. I'll set the kettle, make you a tea.”
Kinda felt like seeing glimpses of the sun after a harsh winter day.
“Gotcha. I'll set the kettle, make you a tea.”
routine. having one sounds good. he only hums and nods in understanding as he listens.
"something warm," he requests.
"something warm," he requests.
September 29, 2025 at 11:18 PM
"thank you," his voice was quiet, almost shy. "can i help with anything?"
Wally did a lot for him and the least that he could do was offer help to make breakfast.
Wally did a lot for him and the least that he could do was offer help to make breakfast.
routine. having one sounds good. he only hums and nods in understanding as he listens.
"something warm," he requests.
"something warm," he requests.
“For me it is. At least in the mornings when I don't have to go on patrol. It's good to have a certain routine going on, it helps me not go stir-crazy.”
He laughs, then nods.
“I'll make extra for you, then. Do you want some orange juice, too?”
He laughs, then nods.
“I'll make extra for you, then. Do you want some orange juice, too?”
his lips twitched into an involuntary smile. if Wally said it was okay, then he'd believe it was okay too.
"monday is pancake day?" he tilted his head, "i'd like some."
"monday is pancake day?" he tilted his head, "i'd like some."
September 29, 2025 at 9:19 PM
routine. having one sounds good. he only hums and nods in understanding as he listens.
"something warm," he requests.
"something warm," he requests.
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spooky❥
Credit your art or dont post it 🫶 If I see one more seductive sunday post and so on without credit I'm going to lose my marbles 🫶 I block art reposters without hesitation 🫶
Credit your art or dont post it 🫶 If I see one more seductive sunday post and so on without credit I'm going to lose my marbles 🫶 I block art reposters without hesitation 🫶
September 29, 2025 at 7:55 PM
spooky❥
Credit your art or dont post it 🫶 If I see one more seductive sunday post and so on without credit I'm going to lose my marbles 🫶 I block art reposters without hesitation 🫶
Credit your art or dont post it 🫶 If I see one more seductive sunday post and so on without credit I'm going to lose my marbles 🫶 I block art reposters without hesitation 🫶
his lips twitched into an involuntary smile. if Wally said it was okay, then he'd believe it was okay too.
"monday is pancake day?" he tilted his head, "i'd like some."
"monday is pancake day?" he tilted his head, "i'd like some."
“Hey, it's all good! You're all good, don't worry.”
Wally had recovered and was looking up at him with a grin. He approached the bunk bed again, leaning against the ladder that led up.
“I was about to go make breakfast. Today is pancake day, do you want some?"
Wally had recovered and was looking up at him with a grin. He approached the bunk bed again, leaning against the ladder that led up.
“I was about to go make breakfast. Today is pancake day, do you want some?"
of course that'd scare Wally. he should have climbed down first.
"sorry," he said, grimacing. "couldn't sleep. but i'm okay. are you ... ?"
"sorry," he said, grimacing. "couldn't sleep. but i'm okay. are you ... ?"
September 29, 2025 at 10:16 AM
his lips twitched into an involuntary smile. if Wally said it was okay, then he'd believe it was okay too.
"monday is pancake day?" he tilted his head, "i'd like some."
"monday is pancake day?" he tilted his head, "i'd like some."