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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38705016654/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“…. I’m taking Peanut when I find him. I think we need a break… see other people… see where we stand… I just…. It’s… hard …. to wrap my head around this…. Did you really kill him and stuff him away like trash?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;“You lost Peanut?” ‘&lt;em&gt;Don’t change the subject.&lt;/em&gt;’ It was a little too late to correct himself though. Bruce sighed and nodded. No more excuses. He was going to be honest about what he did. That was the only way they could heal. He wanted to reason with Dick, get him to stay, but he knew some space would be good for them. Regaining his trust would be too difficult if Dick spent every night worried Bruce would choke him to death in his sleep. “I love you…Remember that.”&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick shot him a glare that told him it hurt. &amp;#8220;not even the surveillance traced him.&amp;#8221; He sighed and rubbed his temples. &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m going to bludhaven. &amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;. If you do. You&amp;#8217;ll show love. Not&amp;#8230; This&amp;#8230; This unpredictable&amp;#8230;. creature you became when you did that to him.&amp;#8221; The ring was slipped off and slid into Bruces palm hesitantly. Part of him wanted to stay. But the much larger, more disciplined part of him told him that this wasn&amp;#8217;t what was good for either. Especially if Bruce obviously wasn&amp;#8217;t processing it right in what he&amp;#8217;d done. &amp;#8220;Just fix this.&amp;#8221; he sighed &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ll have Alfred pack while I take the bike to look for a flat and get some air&amp;#8230; I still love you; that much is obvious- but don&amp;#8217;t &amp;#8230;. Don&amp;#8217;t tell me you love me unless you can honestly say that you regret what you&amp;#8217;ve done and that choking me- or any other SON you have is not a possibility. I need assurance as much as I need affection.&amp;#8221; he pecked the mans cheeks and quickly made his way down the hall so he wouldn&amp;#8217;t break.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38705304850</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38705304850</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 05:15:08 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38704934048/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38704030501/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick knew the tricks, he knew the mind games; however he was NOT used to them from Bruce- that is what hurt him the most. “Don’t you fucking DARE.” He hissed. “Don’t you DARE try to pin this on me when I have done NOTHING to spur this. I haven’t asked you anything of the sort- so am I to ASSUME you have had your fill of fun in prison?!” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;‘&lt;em&gt;Apologize.&lt;/em&gt;’ Bruce steeled his expression which, for him, meant he fixed something akin to anger on his face. ‘&lt;em&gt;Say something,&lt;/em&gt;’ he begged himself. The proud Master stood silent though, filled with anger at himself for playing mind games with his own fiance and at Dick for bringing the issue up and accusing him of sleeping with trash.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Bruce was silent. That only hurt him more. “….” His heart raced in his chest. A moment ago he was never happier that his fiance was home. Now….&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;What could he say? There was nothing he could say, nothing. The vigilante clenched his jaw and avoided the other’s gaze. He’d gone to prison for his crimes, but he’d just broken out less than a year later. The only punishment he was suffering was having to see his victim’s face everywhere he turned. Even then, he would still be able to share a bed with him in as many different forms as would agree to it. The suffering only came when he talked about it, really. Bruce did regret what he’d done, but he didn’t regret it enough to pay for it. No words would bring Dick comfort, no words could regain his trust. The truth was that Bruce hadn’t meant to kill his love. What would stop him if this version of him hurt him in the same way?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;. I&amp;#8217;m taking Peanut when I find him. I think we need a break&amp;#8230; see other people&amp;#8230; see where we stand&amp;#8230; I just&amp;#8230;. It&amp;#8217;s&amp;#8230; hard &amp;#8230;. to wrap my head around this&amp;#8230;. Did you really kill him and stuff him away like trash?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38705016654</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38705016654</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 05:04:54 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38704030501/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703859592/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick knew the tricks, he knew the mind games; however he was NOT used to them from Bruce- that is what hurt him the most. “Don’t you fucking DARE.” He hissed. “Don’t you DARE try to pin this on me when I have done NOTHING to spur this. I haven’t asked you anything of the sort- so am I to ASSUME you have had your fill of fun in prison?!” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;‘&lt;em&gt;Apologize.&lt;/em&gt;’ Bruce steeled his expression which, for him, meant he fixed something akin to anger on his face. ‘&lt;em&gt;Say something,&lt;/em&gt;’ he begged himself. The proud Master stood silent though, filled with anger at himself for playing mind games with his own fiance and at Dick for bringing the issue up and accusing him of sleeping with trash.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Bruce was silent. That only hurt him more. &amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; His heart raced in his chest. A moment ago he was never happier that his fiance was home. Now&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38704150949</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38704150949</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 04:35:21 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38703732827/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703460215/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38703283096/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703105767/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“YOU WERE THE FIRST ONE TO CHEAT. IF I RECALL- YOU WERE HERE FUCKING MYSELF AND ANOTHER DICK.” He was livid. How could he do that? Essentially they were the same. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;“He had a &lt;em&gt;collar&lt;/em&gt;, Dick! There were no restrictions on &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; in our relationship, but there were many on him. He broke rules, he cheated. I never did anything he requested I not do.” Still, there was no excuse for taking his life, so he shut his mouth and took the scolding.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“AND IF HE WERE ME?!” Dick played with the ring around his finger. “How can I trust you won’t do that to me?”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;He didn’t know. God help him, &lt;em&gt;he didn’t know&lt;/em&gt;. He did know how to turn it around on Dick though. “You can trust me because I can trust &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; not to be like him, right?” That was low, even for Bruce’s tastes. He immediately averted his eyes in shame. How could he blame his victim for his crime?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick knew the tricks, he knew the mind games; however he was NOT used to them from Bruce- that is what hurt him the most. &amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t you fucking DARE.&amp;#8221; He hissed. &amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t you DARE try to pin this on me when I have done NOTHING to spur this. I haven&amp;#8217;t asked you anything of the sort- so am I to ASSUME you have had your fill of fun in prison?!&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703859592</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703859592</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 04:25:46 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38703283096/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703105767/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“YOU WERE THE FIRST ONE TO CHEAT. IF I RECALL- YOU WERE HERE FUCKING MYSELF AND ANOTHER DICK.” He was livid. How could he do that? Essentially they were the same. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;“He had a &lt;em&gt;collar&lt;/em&gt;, Dick! There were no restrictions on &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; in our relationship, but there were many on him. He broke rules, he cheated. I never did anything he requested I not do.” Still, there was no excuse for taking his life, so he shut his mouth and took the scolding.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;AND IF HE WERE ME?!&amp;#8221; Dick played with the ring around his finger. &amp;#8220;How can I trust you won&amp;#8217;t do that to me?&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703460215</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703460215</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 04:13:02 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38702988901/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702839424/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38702769919/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702598174/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick stood on his own two feet. “….What?” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;He couldn’t blame Dick for his shock. That blood was never meant to coat Bruce’s hands, not without his consent at least. “It was Dick. I caught him with someone else and snapped.”&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“…. So you KILLED him?!” Dick paled, that was his Grayson… HIS. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Bruce wouldn’t deny it and had no excuse for it. “…and hid his body in the closet like old luggage.” Guilt guided his eyes to the floor because he had no right to look at the same face he’d turned pale with his bare hands.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;YOU WERE THE FIRST ONE TO CHEAT. IF I RECALL- YOU WERE HERE FUCKING MYSELF AND ANOTHER DICK.&amp;#8221; He was livid. How could he do that? Essentially they were the same. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703105767</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38703105767</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 04:01:48 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38702769919/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702598174/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick stood on his own two feet. “….What?” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;He couldn’t blame Dick for his shock. That blood was never meant to coat Bruce’s hands, not without his consent at least. “It was Dick. I caught him with someone else and snapped.”&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;. So you KILLED him?!&amp;#8221; Dick paled, that was his Grayson&amp;#8230; HIS. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702839424</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702839424</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 03:53:57 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38702499714/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701940282/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38701783124/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701552159/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Why did you even go? How could you kill any one if you were here!” Dick nuzzled at him and rest his head on the others shoulder. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Did they have to talk about &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;? A deep frown settled on his handsome face. “I killed him during a home visit, Dick.”&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“…….” He waited for a ‘who’. “… You visited and Killed some one….like…..”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;He’d already told him about it, hadn’t he? Maybe he’d conveniently left the victim’s name out of their discussions. “…Dick. &lt;em&gt;My&lt;/em&gt; Dick Grayson…”&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick stood on his own two feet. &amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;.What?&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702598174</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702598174</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 03:46:49 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/978bb22a667fac31e4542b76e20cdccf/tumblr_mfj0kfcRlC1r4ni1to1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702382251</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702382251</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 03:40:34 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>thingofnightmares:

Why is there a picture focused on my...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/24cc029cfdea4e4e48fea4c454e62998/tumblr_mfj14daYqo1r4ni1to1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38702147974/why-is-there-a-picture-focused-on-my-cup"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Why is there a picture focused on my cup?&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Because it’s delicious.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702362961</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38702362961</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 03:40:02 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38701783124/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701552159/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Why did you even go? How could you kill any one if you were here!” Dick nuzzled at him and rest his head on the others shoulder. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Did they have to talk about &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;? A deep frown settled on his handsome face. “I killed him during a home visit, Dick.”&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;&amp;#8230;&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; He waited for a &amp;#8216;who&amp;#8217;. &amp;#8220;&amp;#8230; You visited and Killed some one&amp;#8230;.like&amp;#8230;..&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701940282</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701940282</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 03:27:59 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38701511652/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701042768/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38700882782/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700637643/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Yes I missed you very much!! I wish you wouldn’t leave so often or for so long.” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;“This time, I happened to be in prison, Dick.” He raised a brow at his lover. Sure, he could have stayed, yes, he could have broken out at any moment, but Bruce had felt the need to be punished for what he’d done. That was until he’d figured he had technically killed plenty of people who had killed others and Dick had had blood on his hands just as they had. Excuses excuses. Bruce couldn’t help that he had flawless logic.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Excuuuuuuuse~!” Dickie huffed at him. “You get ONE call!” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;“Their phones don’t reach this universe.” It was hard to correct him simply because he didn’t have to go in the first place.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Why did you even go? How could you kill any one if you were here!&amp;#8221; Dick nuzzled at him and rest his head on the others shoulder. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701552159</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701552159</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 03:17:38 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38700882782/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700637643/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;“Yes I missed you very much!! I wish you wouldn’t leave so often or for so long.” &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;“This time, I happened to be in prison, Dick.” He raised a brow at his lover. Sure, he could have stayed, yes, he could have broken out at any moment, but Bruce had felt the need to be punished for what he’d done. That was until he’d figured he had technically killed plenty of people who had killed others and Dick had had blood on his hands just as they had. Excuses excuses. Bruce couldn’t help that he had flawless logic.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Excuuuuuuuse~!&amp;#8221; Dickie huffed at him. &amp;#8220;You get ONE call!&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701042768</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38701042768</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 03:04:26 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38700370262/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700296935/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38700195239/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700052987/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick wrapped his legs around him and hummed happily as be peppered Bruces face in kisses and nips. “Nmm hmnnn.”&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;To show the following actions were lighthearted, Bruce tucked his lower lip between his teeth, giving a playful appearance, and then gave Dick’s perfect ass a firm, but light, slap. “Use your words,” he ordered.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He pouted and gave out a playful whine as his rear was spanked. “Yeeees~!” He grinned at him. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;“Yes &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;?” he corrected, though he wasn’t punishing his fiance, rather kissing and gently nibbling his lower lip.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Yes I missed you very much!! I wish you wouldn&amp;#8217;t leave so often or for so long.&amp;#8221; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700637643</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700637643</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 02:54:42 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38700195239/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700052987/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick wrapped his legs around him and hummed happily as be peppered Bruces face in kisses and nips. “Nmm hmnnn.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;To show the following actions were lighthearted, Bruce tucked his lower lip between his teeth, giving a playful appearance, and then gave Dick’s perfect ass a firm, but light, slap. “Use your words,” he ordered.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He pouted and gave out a playful whine as his rear was spanked. &amp;#8220;Yeeees~!&amp;#8221; He grinned at him. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700296935</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700296935</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 02:46:46 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38699852161/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38699430937/daddys-home"&gt;cobaltwings&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38699218515/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/fe9cdd8c39d9a2f3e31d6f75e8bfaf14/tumblr_inline_mfixeyIioC1r1nmbd.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;DADDY! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;“There’s the face I’ve been missing.” Bruce chuckled and swept the younger man off of his feet, one hand tucked safely beneath his rear and the other supporting his back. “Did you miss me?”&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Dick wrapped his legs around him and hummed happily as be peppered Bruces face in kisses and nips. &amp;#8220;Nmm hmnnn.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700052987</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38700052987</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 02:41:11 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Daddy's home.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thingofnightmares.tumblr.com/post/38699218515/daddys-home"&gt;thingofnightmares&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="image" src="http://media.tumblr.com/fe9cdd8c39d9a2f3e31d6f75e8bfaf14/tumblr_inline_mfixeyIioC1r1nmbd.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DADDY! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38699430937</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/38699430937</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 02:27:40 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/cd8866929f7f2807f7c7fb2655f2dc3f/tumblr_mer8t41qUw1qicgmwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/37552225516</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/37552225516</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Dec 2012 08:40:34 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>fuckmyspandex:

lady-condom:

abtrin:

…. Maybe Dick Grayson...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m1wncwkGy51r8y4byo1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fuckmyspandex.tumblr.com/post/20454611861/maybe-dick-grayson-will-pretty-if-he"&gt;fuckmyspandex&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lady-condom.tumblr.com/post/20454582153/maybe-dick-grayson-will-pretty-if-he"&gt;lady-condom&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://abtrin.tumblr.com/post/20406265874/maybe-dick-grayson-will-pretty-if-he"&gt;abtrin&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;…. Maybe Dick Grayson will pretty if he dresses up like woman’s…. ^q^&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Right. I like it.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;ZOMG GUYS GUYS LOOK AT THIS ZOMG ZOMG GUYS FUCKING LOOK THIS ZZZZOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGG&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;HRNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNnnnnn&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/20454748734</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/20454748734</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Apr 2012 01:35:06 -0400</pubDate><category>thingofnightmares</category><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item><item><title>chyldea:

rubitan:

“Dick?” “Yes Bruce~? ♥” “Get off.”Happy...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzz4c8BDq41qj7qa1o1_400.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://chyldea.tumblr.com/post/18305937305/rubitan-dick-yes-bruce-get-off"&gt;chyldea&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://rubitan.tumblr.com/post/18280460308/dick-yes-bruce-get-off-happy-birthday"&gt;rubitan&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Dick?” “Yes Bruce~? ♥” “Get off.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Happy birthday to my &lt;a href="http://chyldea.tumblr.com/"&gt;Little One&lt;/a&gt;! Hope you have a wonderful day! *squishes and gives you lots of kissies*&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;MAMA! *jumps on* Thank you so so so much omg lookit Dick hugging onto Bruce like a koala— it’s his NATURAL HABITAT BRUCE SHADDAP uguuuuu Imma start the foundation for the preservation of Dick Grayson’s koala tendencies. :’D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/18312659799</link><guid>http://cobaltwings.tumblr.com/post/18312659799</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2012 08:40:12 -0500</pubDate><dc:creator>chinchis</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>
