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    If there was one constant in their unpredictable lives, it was this: Roy Harper could never miss, and Dick Grayson could never fall. Or, the one in which Roy returns to Dick’s life – assuming he still has a place in it. / DickRoy. Merged Pre-Reboot, New 52 and Rebirth continuity.

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  2. 16 Sep 2018

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  9. 22 Jul 2018

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    on 17, have a bkmkdoc
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    “you and Wally always do this! You always make Bruce out to be the bad guy!”
    [.] “You’d kill yourself for him, Dick, and apparently that’s not even hypothetical anymore. Look, Wally and I like Bruce well enough, we’ve been on the League, in case you forgot. But excuse us for not being okay with that"
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    His mother’s name might not have been her real name, either. With the Cirque des Romanes she had been Marie the Skydancer. And the names had changed along with the places of her employment – Mariska, Moira, Mariel. She had become Mary for America, for Haly’s, for his father.
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    Roy: “Who told you that love couldn’t be simple? Who said that it has to hurt for it to be serious? To be real?”
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    “Jesse Quick used to call the five of us [Titans] incestuous"
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    Dick could tell Roy things about personal loyalty that would make his skin crawl, he was sure. Roy and Mia and to a lesser extent Connor, on the other hand, would probably just punch Ollie in the face if he was being a controlling bastard
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    “I’m happy when you’re happy and I’m sad when you’re sad”
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    [his parents] and circus life as a whole had passed many languages on to him – English, Russian, Polish, some Albanian, some Spanish, some Hebrew. Passable Hindi and Bengali from a short stay in India. No Italian, weirdly enough. And in the Vlax dialect of his Kalderash ancestors [.] A couple of proverbs, a couple of blessings, a couple of curses. Citizen of the world. Homesick.
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    But he loves me, he wanted to scream at Oliver. He loves me and not because I’m the light to his darkness or his brother, guardian, mentor, example or a trusted member of the community and you don’t understand, nobody loves me like that nobody and I want it goddamn it I want it I-
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    “you’re not entirely sober [.] rather you kiss me when your mind is clear enough to make a conscious decision to, yeah?”
    “Does it matter?”
    He couldn’t understand the horror in Roy’s eyes, or why Roy suddenly pulled him close and clung to him like a drowning man to a lifeboat. “…Holy shit. Of course it does. Dick… it always does.”
    “…Oh”
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    “You know how I get. Heartless strategist and all that. It’s a known Dick Grayson thing to do”
    [.] “You learnt from the best [.] it isn’t easy, what you do. To choose what’s necessary over how you feel about it. You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself. And they shouldn’t be so hard on you [.] I do [know what ur role in the fam is]. I just don’t like it. Big brother can’t ever be the vulnerable one, right? You’re everybody’s rock. But, Dickie-bird… when you’re busy taking care of them, who’s taking care of you?”
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    [dick:] “I missed you. All of you.”
    The effect that this little admission had on everyone was instantaneous. Roy watched in wonder as tears welled up in Wally’s eyes, a brilliant smile lit up Donna’s, and a small, nostalgic one pulled up one corner of Garth’s mouth. Are you absolutely sure you’re not a meta, Roy wanted to blurt out
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    [dick:] “Stop being so goddamn willing to set yourself on fire just to keep me warm. I don’t know what to do with it, Roy. I don’t know what to do with what you offer me.”
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    Bruce had hit him before, but that was… as Batman. Cowl on [.] Dick resisted the urge to crawl a step back. Robin had been afraid of Batman, sometimes. But Dick Grayson had never had to be afraid of Bruce Wayne before. Not once.
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    Wished, absurdly, that the Joker had succeeded, and he’d died innocent
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    “Someone… someone ruined love for me, Took it… kept taking it… and fucking perverted it. I… I don’t know if I can ever love him like I used to. I just don’t know if I remember how”
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    a lot of the world looked at him in ways that made him deeply uncomfortable. It was like he’d forfeited his right to comfort ever since he’d turned eighteen
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    “Yoska taught me how to speak my own language, for crying out loud, do you understand – my mother was always focused on teaching me how to adapt, because so much of Europe hates us, because it can mean the difference between life and death over there. She said I was lucky, I had lighter skin, I was more racially ambiguous, so she drilled language after language into me from… as young an age as I can remember. I was never to speak anything but the dominant language in a country and I was taught to always let the other person assume where I’m from, and then pretend accordingly. I had it luckier, she said – I didn’t have to change my name to suit every place we went to the way she did. I just had to say my father was American. Do you understand? Eleven languages, and none of them my own. Until Yoska came along. And he… he died.”
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    [wally:] “I punch hard these days. Bruce says. Oh yeah, I punched your dad for the whole you-know-what”

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  11. 28 Jun 2018

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    “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, Roy,” Dick sobbed. “You’re so, so good to me. You have no idea. Words – aren’t enough to explain it. I need you.” His voice shook. “But you’re Arsenal, right. Anything’s a weapon in your hands.”

    “I would never hurt you.”

    “You would never mean to,” Dick corrected with a small, rueful smile. He whispered: “…But I love you.”

    “So let me make it up to you,” Roy insisted, taking his hand and meeting his eyes, his own blazing with something earnest.

    “You have. You have. A million times over.” Dick laughed under his breath. “You… ever since you showed up again, life has been… I’m grateful for it every day.”
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  18. 31 May 2018

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    Slow burn, anxiety inducing, and a ridiculously well written story.

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