Y'all don't understand. I love this man.
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Y'all don't understand. I love this man.
[Transcript:
Bill (Professional Henchman), wearing a black medical face mask, standing guard against a door: *to himself* "God I hate morning patrols. At least when I'm not on night patrol I'm not getting hit by Batman....Although I do have to wake up early so I might actually prefer getting hit by Batman."
Random Henchman (face exposed): *comes down the stairs* "Hey, man, Boss just called and said I'm gonna be guarding the door with you tonight."
Bill: "Sounds good. Whoa hey- where...where's your mask, man?"
Random Henchman: "Ex..excuse me?"
Bill: "Last time I checked we're still in the middle of a fucking pandemic, man. There's a mask mandate. Where's your fuckin' mask?"
RH: "Are you kidding?? Who fucking cares if there's a mask mandate, man. We're villains! We're henchmen, we're evil - we break the law all the time! It's literally our job!
Bill: "We're villains and we break the law, but we're not fuckin stupid. We still listen to science."
RH: "Maybe you do."
Bill: "What the actual fuck are you talk- we're working for a super scientist right now! That is Mr. Freeze in there!"
RH: "Don't be so fuckin' paranoid."
Bill: *closes eyes* "Tell me that a henchman in Gotham City did not just tell me to not be paranoid!!"
RH: "Fuckin' whatever. Still not wearing a mask, dude."
Bill: "Yes, the fuck you are! Or Imma report your ass to the Goonion!"
RH: "Fucking come on! Seriously, dude?"
Bill: "Absolutely! I am more concerned about my and everyone else's safety than your fuckin' friendship. Go put on a mask or you're getting reported, asshole."
RH: *glare*
Bill: *pointed look*
RH: "Fine. Fuck." *turns around* "God, you're a prick."
Bill: *calls after him sarcastically* "I'm sorry for caring about the people around me, you fucking heartless asshole!"
Bill: *mutters indistinctly to himself* "...don't even like wearing these things...get this shit over with..."
*waits*
Bill: *muttering again* "...fuckin' vaccinated, Jesus...for christ's sake..."
...
Bill: "...he go buy one from the 7/11? Where the fuck is he?"
RH: *coming back down* "I got a mask you fuckin' asshole."
Bill: "It's about fuckin ti...ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME??"
RH: *wearing a Cobra Commander full face helmet* "What? You said a mask! This is a mask!"
Bill: "You know good and goddamn well I meant a face mask!"
RH: "Sor-ry, but I don't carry medical grade face masks everywhere that I go!"
Bill: "Yeah, because the Cobra Commander helmet is so much more reasonable than having a- why do you have that?"
RH: "I'm a hench for hire okay? The Goonion sends me wherever I need to go and the last place I went was goddamn Cobra headquarters in Springfield!"
Bill: "That's from a another villain's henchman? That's even more reason you can't fucking wear it!"
RH: "D'you want me to wear a fucking mask or not??"
Bill: "I will just loan you a mask! Just take the helmet off!"
RH: "You mean you made me go through all this and you could have just loaned me a mask this entire fuckin time?"
Bill: "You're on year two of this motherfucker! Everyone has a mask! I did not think I was going to need to get you one or you were going to wear a fucking Cobra helmet! Take it off!"
RH: "Fine! Fuck. Goddamn it." *moves to take it off*
Bill: *mutters in disbelief* "Un-fucking-believable."
RH: *struggles with helmet, grunting*
Bill: *eyeroll* "What fuckin' now?"
RH: *muffled* "It's stuck."
Bill: "What."
RH: *frustrated groan* "It's fucking stuck, okay?"
Bill: *shakes head in disbelief* "How did you make it out of training?"
RH: *more frustrated groaning* "Are you gonna fucking help or not?"
Bill: "Fuck. Here." *pulls down helmet and feels around it* "There's a latch in the back."
RH: *grunt of approval* "There you go. Think you got it."
Bill: *stands back* "Alright. There. Jeez-"
RH: *pulls off helmet to reveal Red Hood helmet underneath* "Awesome. Thank you."
Bill: "Fuck!!!" *stumbles back and runs*
Red Hood: *to himself* "Nice to know they're at least staying safe. Welp." *cocks gun* "Time to fix that."]
I’ve been cackling about this for like five minutes now
Lol the panels of the is still my favorite and now with @thepandared from tiktok its even better
“Hey, look. I got the hammer. And it only took me, like, what? 10 seconds. 11 tops.”
The best
Jason Todd ft the fake mustache in Red Hood and the Outlaws #21
GCPD Officer: It’s time for a cavity search.
Red Hood: Oh, I haven’t had a cavity search in six months.
GCPD Officer: I wasn’t talking about your teeth.
Red Hood: Nor was I.
Jason: Aren’t you supposed to be grounded?
Damian: Aren’t you supposed to be dead?
misc. angst. // sentences .
“ I just wanna feel something. ”
“ Can you really judge me for being this way? ”
“As if you were any better! ”
“ You don’t understand what it’s like, you really don’t. ”
“ Oh yeah? You know what? Fuck you. That’s what. ”
“ There is so much pain, and I… I don’t know how to not notice shit. ”
“ I hate what I see. ”
“ I wish I had never met you. ”
“ Do you think I’ll ever be as pretty as her/him ?”
“ You don’t need to pretend to give a shit about me just because people are watching. ”
“ Fuck you. ”
“ Where were you !? ”
“ Get the fuck out! ”
“ I can’t look at you right. ”
“ What do you want from me, ( Name ) !? ”
“ I can’t do this anymore. It’s over. Leave me alone. ”
“ Nothing is going to change. Nothing. Get that into your head. ”
“ Trust y o u ? I did trust you ! And you broke my heart ! ”
“ I gotta go. ”
“ You know what? Fuck this. I’m out. ”
“ Life is one fucking beauty contest after another, fuck that. ”
“ Suddenly i’m not good enough for you, is that it? ”
“ I don’t know how to change it. ”
“ I’m so scared that this feeling won’t ever go away. ”
“ I feel like shit when I’m alone, I feel like shit when I’m with you; nothing is going to change, not even you make me happy anymore, so what’s the fucking point, huh? ”
“ It’s fine. It’s not like you belonged to me to begin with. ”
“ Do me a favor? Stop calling me pretty because it makes me uncomfortable. ”
“ It hurts — because it mattered! At least to me, but… ”
“ Why… do nice people choose the wrong people to date? ”
“ We accept the love we think we deserve. ”
“ I can’t be with you. I won’t be with you. ”
“ You’re all I have! ”
“ Stop blaming me for your mistakes !”
“ What do you want me to do then!? ”
“ Looking at you is a constant reminder of how I fucked up. So could you please… please just… go away? ”
“ I understand what it’s like to be different. ”
“ I’m very different. ”
“ I’m damaged. ”
“ Everyone leaves. It’s okay. I’m cool with it. ”
“ What do normal people do when they get this sad? ”
“ Because of what you did — I’m damaged! ”
“ I’m too fucking sick of the world. ”
“ Why is this so hard ? Jesus christ… ”
“ I can’t remember the last time I felt this… bad. ”
“ I guess I saw it coming, but I chose to ignore it. I chose to look away because I thought… I thought that this time would be different. What a joke. ”
“ I’m never the one. ”
“ Your choice is simple, her/him/them or — me. I’m sure she’s / he’s / they are great, but I… I love you.”
“ Oh… you’re staying with her/him/them. ”
“ I’m in love with him. ”
“ You knew this was going to happen, and you fucking let it — do you… do you even have a heart? ”
“ You’re so fucking cold. ”
“ I need you to need me back! ”
“ I really do hope that you’re happy. ”
“ I try — so hard… and… I’m never the one.”
“ He’s an asshole, he just can’t hide it anymore. ”
“ Jesus Christ (name) , could you just… do something?”
“ I’m sorry! I can’t help it! I don’t even want it!”
“ That was your fault. ”
“ Why can’t you admit that you can’t stand what I am !?”
“ I’m upset! ”
“ Do you have any idea… what you’ve put me through? ”
“ I’m sorry I’m not the perfect person you want me to be! ”
“ You must have all the answers then. ”
“ I’ll figure it out. ”
“ Don’t come running to me when you change your mind. It’s over. I’m done. ”
“ Don’t ever call me again. ”
PIN MY MUSE
Send “UNF” to pin my muse against the wall with DESIRE
Send “UGH” to pin my muse against the wall from FURY
Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING
Send “AH” to pin my muse against the wall but letting a RANDOMIZER choose
Prompt List of Sarcasm
“Well, what can I say? I’m a badass.”
“Define normal.”
“Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?”
“Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.”
“Don’t look for any redeeming qualities. I don’t have any.”
“It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.”
“I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.”
“And you wonder why you’re still single.”
“Remind me to kill you. Please.”
“I’m listening to you. I’m just not paying attention.”
“That’s a little melodramatic, don’t you think?”
“Were you dropped on your head?”
“She’s crazy. And just when you think you’ve reached the bottom of her craziness, there’s a crazy underground garage.”
“She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but I bet behind close doors she’s latex and whips.”
“If my day gets any worse, I’m asking hell if they’re having an exchange program.”
“Sorry. I don’t speak skank.”
“If I survive, can I go home?”
“My middle finger salutes you.”
“This is a whole new level of moronic, even for you.”
“I don’t think I could ever stab someone. I mean, let’s be honest. I can barely get the straw in the Capri Sun.”
“I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.”
“Insanity run in my family. It practically gallops.”
“Oh darling. Go buy a brain.”
“Somebody’s cranky.” “Somebody needs to shut up.”
“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.”
“All due respect, but that’s a bunch of crap.”
“I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence behind.”
“Excuse me. I have to go make a scene.”
“What did I tell you about calling her/him the devil?” “That it’s offensive to the devil?”
“I heard that!” “You were supposed to!”
“I need therapy after this.”
“You didn’t get in trouble for lying. You got in trouble for lying badly.”
“I’m not weird. I am limited edition.”
“I turned out liking you a lot more that I originally planned.”
“I think you’re weird.” “I think you’re boring.”
“If history repeats itself, I am so getting a dinosaur.”
“You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?”
“I’m afraid I’ve been thinking…” “A dangerous pastime.”
“I’d explain it to you, but you’re brain would explode.”
“Wow, there’s a big surprise. I think I’m going to have a heart attack and die from surprise.”
“I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make you ancestors dizzy.”
“Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass!”
“Sarcasm is the body’s natural reaction to stupidity.”
“You’re good. A monster pain in the ass… but you’re good.”
“Well, excuse me, psychic wonder!”
“The female of the species is more deadly than the male.”
“Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.”
“She’s hot, but she’s evil.”
“Do I regret it? Yes. Would I do it again? Probably.”
“I already know that I’m going to hell. At this point it’s really go big or go home.”
“Go on, knock his teeth down his throat.”
“You’re going to burn in a very special level of hell. A level they reserve for child molesters, animal abusers and people who talk at the theater.”
“What’s the point in screaming? No one’s listening anyway.”
“I’m not a damsel in distress. I’m a damsel doing damage.”
“So stick that in your juice box and suck it.”
“Never take life seriously. No one ever comes out alive anyway.”
“This place hold a lot of memories for me. Some bad, some… No. No, no, all bad.”
“A little gasoline… blowtorch… no problem.”
“Good, bad, I’m the one with the gun.”
“I know you can’t kill anybody, ‘cause I can’t kill anybody.”
“You’re insane, but you might also be brilliant.”
“What you call insanity, I call inspiration.”
“Sometimes I question my sanity. Occasionally it replies.”
“Why should we date?” “Because we are attracted to each other.” “I am attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie.”
“Why does everyone assume the worst of me.” “It saves time.”
“I like you. You’re different.”
“You successfully cured him/her of anything interesting about his/her personality.”
“Neither one us is drunk enough for this conversation.”
“You’re questioning my methods.” “I’m not questioning it, I’m saying it’s stupid.”
“Wow, somebody needs a Happy Meal.”
“I didn’t do it!” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did it is a freaking genius.”
“Idiots. I’m surrounded by idiots.”
“You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.”
“I care so little, I almost passed out.”
“Well behaved woman rarely make history.”
“You’re so weird.” “You have no idea.”
“The universe may not always play fair, but at least it’s got a hell of a sense of humor.”
“You haven’t even seen my bad side yet.”
“Obviously you have mistaken me for somebody who gives a shit.”
“How’s life treating you?” “Like I ran over it’s dog.”
“Rule number one: don’t bother sucking up. I already hate you, that’s not going to change.”
“Oh God, we’re not gonna have to hug or anything, are we.”
“I’m so glad you could come.” “Cut the crap. Give me a drink.”
“You make no sense to me.” “Welcome to my life.”
“Have fun being deal.” “I will.”
“Damn, you’re strong for a little thing.”
“It’s called thinking. Go with it.”
“I made a new friend today.” “Real or imaginary?” “Imaginary.”
“Where have you been all my life?” “Hiding from you.”
“I’m getting real bored and impatient. I don’t do bored and impatient.”
“The girl is strange no question.”
“Do us a favor… I know it’s difficult for you… but please, stay here, and try no to do anything… stupid.”
“I know most people don’t like me; I don’t care, I don’t like most people.”
“You are a very strange person.” “Well, thanks for noticing.”
“I can tell that you think what you’re saying is funny, but… no.”
“I didn’t steal it. I permanently borrowed it.”
“I’m not shy. I’m just examining my prey.”
“If you pull out my earphones, I will pull out your lungs.”
“I don’t dislike you, I nothing you.”
“Are you crying? No, I’m impersonating a fountain.”
“Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.”
“You’re kinda anti-social, you know that?”
“I feel like a freakin’ soccer mom.”
“My advice is much more subtle. Stop being an ass.”
“I’m just gonna pack up and go straight to hell now.”
“My ex? Yeah, I’d still hit that. Except this time it would be with a car or baseball bat.”
“She’s complicated like the DaVinci code, you know but harder to crack.”
“And just like everything else we do around here, it’s about to get weirder.”
“Such big evil in such a little thing.”
“Why do I still like you, knowing you’re a total asshole?”
“What does not kill you will likely try again.”
“Oh honey, I would but… I don’t want to.”
“And hello to you too… little homewrecker.”
“I’m gonna make you wish you were dead.”
“I don’t need anger management. I need people to stop pissing me off.”
“What doesn’t kill me might make me kill you.”
“In another life, I think I was in a mental institution.”
“I’m not crazy. I’m just interesting.”
“Don’t make me pop your ten grand sand bags honey.”
“This is fun.” “Seriously, we’re trying to hide a body.”
Request [x] Masterlist [x]
Tim Drake: Why can't YOU do it?
Jason Todd: Uh... Because of my medical condition?
Tim Drake: Really?
Jason Todd: Well, I get this allergic reaction to effort. The symptoms are dangling arms, constant eye rolls, and a breathing problem that makes me sigh a lot.
Tim Drake: Being lazy is not a disease.
//I feel like such a bad person because I constantly have to leave my rp blog because of all this life stuff going on. Like I had big things going on at work in the middle of june, i go engaged to my SO at the end of june and then i started my summer school class at the beginning of july. I just don’t have time to be creative BUT i really really miss being jason. I keep getting emails letting me know I have new followers on this account which makes me feel bad because I don’t provide any content or anything lately.
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Jason wasn’t having a pristine day. Or a couple days. To sum it up quickly, He had been brought back from the dead, been a little up dated on what had happened to his life and what has changed since he died. He broke away from Talia and made his way back to Gotham, to check it out for himself, not able to actually believe what she was saying.
When he was younger, Jason had paid more attention to the numbers on his arm because he was just curious how it was going to happen but the numbers were so large then that he didn’t really have much hope at that age. Now that he was back from the dead, he didn’t care or maybe he forgot about them because he was so focused on finding Bruce and confronting him about everything that happened.
After all his research had come together, he had the newspaper clipping, shitty cell phone pictures he found online and news reports, Jason was able to determine what had happened. Bruce had replaced him. As he stared at the picture of the new dynamic duo, Jason figured the kid was probably 16, maybe 17 since he had to look close to Jay’s age when he died to keep the illusion alive.
Jason decided that he would have to stalk the two and make his confrontation during patrol, because he didn’t think he could stand actually going back to the manor just yet and seeing all of him erased from the place. He donned a black hoodie to help cover his face as he lurked. He still remembered all that B taught him about patrol and looking over the city so he knew just where he could find the two. He made it to the roof top of the building and tried to keep quiet as he approached, little did he know, the numbers on his wrist were slowly counting down to zero. Naturally Bruce heard him coming and looked over his shoulder. “I’d be smart if I were you and run along kid.” He said, thinking Jason was just some street thug or maybe a henchmen of one of the villains.
“Not a chance Bruce.” He said, letting the hood fall from his head and glaring at the man and the brightly colored kid next to him.
jasonvsthecrowbar
“I’m not hurting myself here. I’m actually making things better. For all of Gotham. Killing is right when it is for good reason. Why throw serial killers and rapists in jail when in a couple of years they can break out and go right back to raping and murdering? I’m doing what needs to be done.”
Tim huffed. Jason didn’t say what he thought the boy would. He nodded. “I understand,” he answered slowly. “But do it because you think you’re doing for the city and people and not for just to fight with B.” He lifted his cup up and took a sip.
Tim didn’t understand. And that was really no surprise to the hood. He was just a kid still under the thumb of Bruce. Jason rolled his eyes and scoffed. “I’m proving to him and everyone else that I am a better Batman then he ever was.” He stood up, ready to walk out.
“I hate this,” Tim slurred out, keeping his eyes pinned on Jason. “I don’t what the two of you to fight, I don’t want to choose a side. But I will have to. I don’t want to think about who’s right because it’s a hard question.” He looked away for a short, then back at Jay. “And I hate you think of me as his pet. I’m not.”
“This is why you don’t want to get involved with me. I told you that you weren’t going to like my plans and were going to try and stop me.” He stared back at Tim and shook his head. “No one is asking you to pick sides. I don’t need anyone on my side. I know I’m right and I’m going to do this all on my own.”
Tim was just a kid. This whole numbers thing may have happened but it doesn’t make either of them ready for it. “Pet, kid, sidekick. It’s all the same.”
Tim pouted. “I will have to choose. I don’t want to watch he hits you and I don’t want to watch you shoot him,” he said. He sighed and he slid his hand closer to the other boy on the table’s surface. when he reached him, he gently placed his hand on top of Jay’s counter. “You’re not alone.”
Tim’s fingers tightened arund Jay’s wrist, his eyes narrowed. “I see,” he said finally. “Sorry for bothering you.” He let off the other and leant back in his seat.
“Of course I’m alone. I’ve been alone most of my life. You can’t sit there and tell me that you would actually pick my side because you don’t agree with it. And you know how i know you don’t agree with it, because you’re asking me not to fight him. You want me to roll over and give up. Which I sure as hell am not going to do.”
M!A: Filthy Mind: Muse will have vivid dirty thoughts about their loveinterests. Last for a week.
“I mean, I’m not completely complaining…”*poof*“But damn, does Tim have such a fuckable little ass in that tight red robin suit. Especially if I was the one pealing it off him.” He said, revealing only part of his dirty thought out loud. The rest of his imagination was picturing a very intense scene between the two heroes screwing in the shower. Wonder if I could get Ivy to give me some of that sex pollen stuff. Just to shake things up.
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That first comment peaked Jason’s interest a bit. “So are you saying you have worked with trying to sleep with multiple people in your bed.” He looks back over towards the bedroom door, trying to remember just how the bed looks so he can start forming images in his head.
Tim frowned, he looked up slowly to look into Jason’s eyes. He laughed softly. He placed the slightly but noticable burnt waffles on a plate and brought tot he tabe. He sat down, and reached out for a toast. “Jealous?” he asked playfully, then he took a sip from his coffee.
“No I’m not jealous. I’m just curious what little timmy gets up to.” Jason snatched up a waffle from the plate and took a bite. At the burnt taste of the waffle he made a face and reached for the syrup to try and improve it. “Steph would be disappointed in your waffle making.”
We always joke about Jason appreciating Tim's bootyshorts...
…but what if it was the opposite? If one day, they’re shedding suits and Jason’s surprised when Tim says, “Um…” and Jason sees it: the way Tim’s gaze is low, they way he looks caught off guard, the way his lips part.
Jason gets nervous, thinks maybe he’s injured and hadn’t noticed, wonders if there’s a particularly nasty bruise on his stomach - but no, there’s not; when he lifts his eyes to find Tim’s, to ask, “What?” he finds the other already looking away and…is that red creeping down Tim’s neck?
And then it’s a game. Jason’s not a detective like Bruce, certainly not as skilled as Tim, but he’s not an idiot, either. He wears those shorts everywhere he’s sure Tim might see. When Tim drops by to pick up that DVD Jason borrowed, and Jason answers the door wearing nothing but, Tim finally snaps. His gaze goes ANYWHERE but where Jason wants it and finally Tim blurts, “CAN YOU NOT??”
And Jason smirks, because this is it, he’s got Tim cornered, they’re finally TALKING about it; he says: “I’m sorry, is something I’m doing offending you?”
Tim looks at him then, a perfectly ‘Tim’ glare, all wide-eyed with disbelief; then his gaze drops and Jason knows he’s got him: hook, line, and sinker.
“Offending is the perfect word.” Tim says, swallowing between words. “Yes, your entire -” Tim points, as if singling out Jason’s crotch as some heinous crime to humanity, “-it’s offensive. Put it away.”
Jason sputters a laugh, loves seen Tim flustered, loves playing on it. “What, you don’t like the packaging?”
Tim’s eyes get bigger, become an impossible shade of blue. “Your package - I mean, IT’S package -”
“Why are you blushing so hard?” Jason interrupts and this time his tone is smooth as syrup; of course Tim’s lips spur into action, he’s quick to shake his head; he’s panicked when he says, “I’m not hard - I mean -”
And Jason laughs and drags him in, kisses Tim on the lips like he means it, because he does. When he pulls back, he can feel Tim’s heart beating through his shirt, and he grins against Tim’s mouth.
“You’re a horrible liar, babybird.”