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Phantogram - Black Out Days
i’m mcfuckin back y’all B)
❛ ━ WHY SO PESSIMISTIC ? ❜
indie dick grayson . penned by ambrose .
me: thinks about @funnfatale @crcsader @bitterpatience @albrightly & @robinsend
me: 💖✨💘💖✨💝💞💞✨💓💞💞💞💘💖💖✨💖💘💖💗💘💝💞💘✨💘✨💝💘💘💖
❛ i’m not HIM ! i’ve changed . i swear i’m not like him now . ❜
jason was almost DESPERATE as he spoke , hoping his vocals could will into existence what he had spoken , what he dared to believe was true . the arkham knight was ruthless , a creature born of hate & the absence of love , a machine DEVOID of any saturation- bar red of course . the j that had risen him from a robin with a broken neck to a militaristic bat still sat with its perch on his cheek , mocking him , taunting him , reminding him . but it wasn’t him . it COULDN'T be him . he would erase the years spent PLOTTING batman’s demise , forget the time spent tied to that chair , & pretend that he truly had changed .
❛ i’m not the ARKHAM KNIGHT anymore ... right ? ❜
open to mutuals.
callout post for steve ( @robinsend )
1. gay 2. arkham knight memes 3. talks dirty using science 4. "i'm not gonna selfship" five seconds later "what if our jasons fucked" 5. used to be a furry 6. is rlly cute and marvelous 7. has secret familial ties to a rebel group 8. i'm so gay for him 9. fuck
Stop using your death to get stuff!!
❛ nice try , kiddo . ❜
friend: are u a big spoon or a little spoon?
me: im a knife
icb im dating @fforget
u better believe it bab ;)
gay
ure also pretty gay :/ srry to break it to u
The inquiry catches him off guard, not having expected such a comment. How had he even known… ? It didn’t matter, all that mattered was bringing home the lost soldier. && so he remains silent as he carries Jason through the many twists && turns of the personal hell he had dwelt within for the past year. Although the question remained in his mind. At first, he hadn’t wanted to accept it. Hadn’t thought he could take in another Robin, but both Nightwing && Tim had shown him that he was beginning to fail, his senses falling for violence over concentration && brain power. Yet– here he was, holding the former Robin, the one he’d trained && watched to grow, while the other boy remained in Gotham.
‘ —He was never meant to replace you. Ever. ‘
thoughts rushed through the EMPTY halls of arkham asylum , the maze that had become his mind , searching for a place to escape the dark thoughts relentlessly hunting him as his heart raced . why had bruce saved him ? it was clear he’d been REPLACED . he was no longer the boy he trained , the boy he’d pretended to love- he was just some sob story , some joke of a son , & finally jason gave in to the constant MOCKERY placed by the joker into his very conscience- batman couldn’t EVER truly love him as a son , or even as a good robin .
as they managed to get out of the asylum , jason was confronted with a feeling he had forgotten entirely- SUNLIGHT . he buried his face in bruce’s chest immediately , sheltering his eyes from the dagger-like pain already engulfing his body . his skin felt like needles , & he could swear he felt flames licking at his exposed wounds . his body wasn’t USED to this anymore , & all it was bringing him was more pain . he couldn’t help but to start crying , wishing for nothing more than the cool release of stars above him . there was NO CLUE as to whether he was crying out of happiness of true freedom , the sorrow of knowing he’d been replaced , or the agony of the sun against his skin , but if jason was being honest with himself , it was just some brutal combination of the three .
❛ i just wanna go HOME ! just let me go home ! ❜
❛ jason , i can help you ! ❜
❛ there’s no helping me ! ❜
❛ Tha beer ya drink tastes like HORSE PISS so ya got no room ta talk, Jay. ❜
❛ oh & you know all about chugging HORSE PISS , don’t you harley ? ❜
a laugh trickles off his tongue , TRADEMARK smirk following as he swipes the bottle from her fingers , bringing it up to his own lips . he brings it down again & lets his still very BOYISH giggle ricochet across the room , letting go of his tight grip on his WORRIES & allowing them to ascend far above him .
❛ if it’s so bad , buy your own beer! what’re you gonna get ‘pasty-ass clown ale’ ? ❜
pupils NARROW as he watches her go into shock , sobbing more than he’d ever seen someone do , shaking like a dead leaf at the wind’s mercy- one thought ECHOES in his mind- did he look like that when dying ? his strong arms are QUICK to wrap around her , encompassing her in his natural warmness , holding her & managing to carry her to the couch .
he takes deep , exaggerated breaths , hoping she’ll MIRROR the way he pushes precious oxygen into his lungs , hoping she’ll slow her own quick breaths . curiosity pokes at his brain , pushing him to try & find the source of her SUDDEN outburst , but he decides right now the most important thing is keeping her alive .
❛ breathe , rey , breathe . i’m HERE , i’ve got you , just BREATHE . ❜
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