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⠀⠀.⠀⠀ ݁ ༝ ⠀𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳𝖲   𝖠   𝖦𝖮𝖣   𝖳𝖮   𝖠   𝖭𝖮𝖭   𝖡𝖤𝖫𝖨𝖤𝖵𝖤𝖱      ⠀⠀ ⠀ （      𝐖𝐇𝐎   𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓   𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄   𝐈𝐍   𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 ?       ）

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.⠀⠀ ݁ ༝ ⠀𝖤𝖷𝖤𝖢𝖴𝖳𝖢𝖱⠀⠀ ⠀   … ⠀⠀ ⠀   𝑴𝒀 𝑴𝑶𝑶𝑫 𝑺𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑵𝑶𝑾 𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑬𝑫 𝑴𝒀 𝑫𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴𝑺 𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑶 𝑮𝑹𝑼𝑬𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑺𝑪𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑺                ⟋       INSANELY PRIVATE   .   SELECTIVE   .   MUTUALS ONLY   .   𝑫𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑪𝑻𝑰𝑽𝑬  𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑪𝑺  𝑱𝑨𝑺𝑶𝑵  𝑻𝑶𝑫𝑫   .   MAIN BLOG TO IRCNMCN   .  

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑⠀⠀:       KYLE   .   TWENTY THREE   .   ENGLAND   .   LOW ACTIVITY   .   DM FOR DISCORD   .   MAIN BLOGS FOUND IN BLOG ROLL                ⟋       𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈⠀⠀:       RULES   .    BIOGRAPHY   .   HEADCANONS   .   BLOG ROLL   .   

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hi x

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lazy headcanon that goes against most of the fandom. jason really doesn’t like feminine clothes,  crop tops are included in this - chances are he’s worn them when drunk,  doing something goofy or losing a bet,  but he really doesn’t feel comfortable with them in a regular scenario. so when i see people saying that jason loves none traditional masculine clothing, i do wince a little because ... no, that’s not who he is  -  he likes his t shirts, biker jackets and jeans far too much . 

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         ❛  is he...  y’know   -   ❜      

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Amalgam Comics - Series 1 (1996)

#8 Moonwing

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@executcr:  HARLEY B4 CLOWN CORE !! 

i gotchu bro!! the wifey, ready to bash some heads! 

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―   𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡ℎ 3  ⠀ ⦙  ⠀ 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑦 𝑎𝑒𝑠𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐 , 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑛'𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑞𝑢𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑠 . 

" when i was a young man; i had liberty but i didn't see it, i had time but i didn't know it, i had love but i didn't feel it. many decades would pass before i understood the meaning of all three."  //   " men must be free to do what they believe. it is not our right to punish one for thinking what they do, no matter how much we disagree."  //  " only a mind free of impediment is capable of grasping the chaotic beauty of the world. this is our greatest asset. "  //  " we think we are unique because we think none has faced the same kind of situation. "  //  " my story is one of many thousands, and the world will not suffer if it ends too soon. "  //  " i have lived my life as best i could, not knowing its purpose but drawn forward like a moth to a distant moon “  //  “ wanting something does not give you the right to have it “  //  “ we must never give up the fight. the minute we do that, we have lost. "

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Iron Man 2 (2010) dir. Jon Favreau

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—  * 𝑤𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ .

🕷️ — “ I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck. “

          ❛  that’s why you’ve gotta get creative,   spidey   ❜      arms fold over chest,    the metropolis city skyline is much brighter than the one gotham has to offer   -   it was nice,   it wasn’t exactly home,   but it was still one of the best things this particular city had to offer .   the night has been a long one,   even though their work is done,  the dark sky that blankets over them offers the opportunity for anything to happen .  

          red had been following a lead that the penguin oh so graciously offered up on a silver platter,    he was rather cooperative,   he always was when he came crashing through his glass ceiling  (  how many times has he fixed that now  ?   he’s lost count  )   -  leading him to a random warehouse in superman’s city .   usually he’d keep close to gotham when it came to his work,  but he decided this was something for him rather than the other clowns that lived here (  no offence to the kents  )   no matter how close he was with the supermen,  he still didn’t like mixing jobs .   though even with him pushing out of district,   kaine was right on his heel and somehow met him halfway,   as usual  -   he’s done pretending to be shocked at this point,  but that doesn’t make it any less annoying,  even with how far they’ve come from that first meeting and the bubbling ... thing,  that was forming between him,  kon and coraline . 

            here they now were,  on the top of some random building,  the adrenaline of the previous fight coursing through veins,  they’d been here plenty of times,  too  -  even with the snark and the comments thrown the others way,  jason enjoyed it,   everything about this moment was just them      ❛  i’d offer you some tips,  but you’re already stealing my cases  -  stealing my vents just seems like a piss take . ❜      

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 ༝ ⠀ 𝖧𝖴𝖬𝖠𝖭 𝖡𝖤𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 𝖨𝖭 𝖠 𝖬𝖮𝖡, 𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳𝖲 𝖠 𝖬𝖮𝖡 𝖳𝖮 𝖠 𝖪𝖨𝖭𝖦 ? 𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳'𝖲 𝖠 𝖪𝖨𝖭𝖦 𝖳𝖮 𝖠 𝖦𝖮𝖣 ? （  𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 ? ） 𝖶𝖨𝖫𝖫 𝖧𝖤 𝖬𝖠𝖪𝖤 𝖨𝖳 𝖮𝖴𝖳 𝖠𝖫𝖨𝖵𝖤  ?  𝖠𝖫𝖱𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳, 𝖠𝖫𝖱𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳  …     𝐍𝐎 𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃 .  

a  headcanon  driven  but  canon  heavy  portrayal  of   𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐃  of the  dc  universe .    SELECTIVE    ✘    PRIVATE     ✘   MUTUALS ONLY        ©   

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 —  * 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑏𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟 .

It is not as if the Onceler particularly delights in the destruction of the ecosystem.  In fact, he always says that if it were truly up to him, he would have it some other way.  He had enjoyed the valley as it was before he brought his machines in, many days spent napping in the soft grass, bathed in warm sunshine, all of which has been choked by thick clouds of smog.  There is some part of him that thinks it a pity, but he has to consider his demand, too.  This is simply the only way to give the people what they want.

He chuckles at Red Hood’s statement, halfway hiding his mouth behind his hand while his blue eyes sparkle with laughter.  He is different from other heroes, and the Onceler can appreciate that.  Most heroes claim to have some morally superior reason to justify the bad taste he leaves in their mouths, but Red Hood seems willing to admit that it is just simple dislike, which is good.  Not to mention, mature.

“I might be inclined to accept that,” he starts, smug expression not budging an inch, “if there were any men like me.”  Even if he might seem like others on a surface level, he knows that he is much different underneath, that he contains something special, regardless of whether or not people like Red Hood want to acknowledge it.  “You’re awfully quick to pass judgment, but I guess that comes with the job description, doesn’t it?”  Start swinging first, ask questions much later—that’s how these masked crusaders work.

“I do know a few million people who would disagree with your assessment that I have nothing to offer the world.”  He has given people his miracle product, jobs, places to live.  That’s not nothing.  “You’re a bit outnumbered on that one.”

He picks up his glass of champagne and swirls it around once or twice before bringing it to his lips, and he regards Red Hood with a slightly coy expression over the rim.  “I will give you one thing, though,” he graciously offers, while his smile creeps wider.  “Maybe I am a little bit cunty.”

      red hood does something he never thought he would,   especially from something the onceler,  of all people says   -   the masked man laughs,   the notion that the other thinks he’s special fills him with something that he can’t quiet place ...  the laughter was certainly at the others expense rather than with him,  it was surreal that he would think he’s anything but a carbon copy of those he’s met before .    how many rich men were there like the onceler out there doing the exact same thing,  different product ?   lex luthor,   bruce wayne,     simon stagg   -   nothing but carbon copies of each other on different paths .  his head shakes as the laughter dies out,   he doesn’t exactly feel like arguing with someone whose deluded themselves into thinking they’re more than what they actually are,   that is a battle with no winners and no doubt would they be stood there for the rest of their lives with their respective stubbornness,   it’s not a theory redhood wants to test,    ❛   there are,  you’re a carbon copy of another and another is a carbon copy of you  ❜     well,  maybe it is a little . 

      ❛  somethin’ like that   ❜   waving the man off with a flick of his wrist,  dismissive of the subject entirely .     though he is... somewhat correct,  it does come with the job description,    but the passing judgement is correct in most cases and the one at hand is ... less black and white than what he’s usually faced with .  though in his own eyes,  he’s still got a standing and his view is solid and correct when it comes to the onceler .   mark it down as life experience,   or just the inability to allow anyone else in this world to be correct  -  either way,   them standing in the same room is a manifestation of a rock and a hard place .  though he wouldn’t lie,   the slow pace at hand is something he welcomed .       

         there’s a small grin behind mask,  a twitch of lips that he’s glads hidden ❛  oh,  perfect.  i’m glad we can leave here today agreeing on one thing,  which i think is a rather big achievement for us -  ❜        

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“Say what you want about Red Hood, but any other bat or bird is off limits.”

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MOBILE HC. I don’t know why but jason has forever given me the impression that he doesn’t like saying he’s gay. he often finds himself saying the words “I’m not gay, I’m bi” — the distinction means a lot to him, he’d just much rather have someone address him as bisexual, anything else doesn’t feel right.

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anyway jason goes to therapy and heals. in this essay i own jason todd  and i diagnose him with medication and someone to talk to 

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@famestarved​​ sent :  what was Jason's last nightmare?           ／         （  *    random headcanon questions ⠀ ⠀:      ...      always accepting ）

on the nights where jason allows himself to fall into a deep sleep .  dreams,  nightmares  -    are always there to greet him on the other side .   they’re different,   but always surround the same event,   all based on his final moments  :    the final tick of the bomb echoing in the warehouse,  the abuse suffered at the hands of the joker,   the betrayal of his mother,  the internal voice that blamed batman for not turning up sooner,  though that didn’t come until after the pit resurrection .   in some dreams,  he’s looking down,   feeling that in those times he’s apart of his soul that’s still angry on behalf of the little robin that was way out of his league,   a horror movie he personally lived  .   others he’s reliving every little moment in detail again,  witnessing from his own eyes,   trapped in a never ending loop the worst moment in his life  .    he scratches and claws and screams but it never stops,   like the world never wants him to forget ...  like it never wants him to move on and be free of the shackles that tie him to the ground  -  like he’s not allowed to be anything more than what that moment made him who is is today  .    

when they happen,   he wakes up in a cold sweat,  sometimes clawing at the sheets,  his duvet always on the other side of the room from where it was kicked off in a struggle .    a noise made in the back of his throat that’s a crossed between a broken sob and a wounded animal,    though no tears are shed,    which makes it all the more worse in the long run of pent up emotions  .   he’s angry,  he’s always angry but those nightmares make him feel sad and he isn’t entirely sure how to deal with that  .   other times his body goes fight mode,    waking up in a defensive stance  :  he once shot off a loaded gun that he kept under his pillow,  which is an event which lead him to leaving a knife under there instead .  

if you were to ask him directly what his last nightmare was,  he’d always hit you with a joke  :   “ batman was in it, he wasn’t doing anything,  just standing there  -  which is enough to set anyone off .  “    in reality he’d do anything and everything possible to run away and avoid a conversation that forces him to admit that he’s felt dead inside a long time,   .  

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okay but look at this sexy thing i did, can’t wait to not use it 

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