TORCHBEARER

There is no fact that cannot be challenged. No course of fate we cannot repair. The means to an end is in the beginning — strength to endure comes out of despair.

[lifebleeds]

indie canon-divergent Kyle Rayner, as penned by Micki.

where else can you find me?

Jason Todd ( @sonburied​ ) Tim Drake ( @birburger​ ) Graysons, including Mar’i ( @starignite​​​ )

[vedurnan-archive]

[weltenwellen]

yea

[lifebleeds]

@oftroia -> "You stink by the way, dork." <333

Kyle groans. His head is pounding like he went on a 3 day bender with no water. He also, very promptly, regrets trying to open his eyes. Everything is too bright, burning out the detail of the room before he can recognize which one he's sprawled out in.

( the only consolation he has is that he's pretty sure he isn't in uniform anymore )

Donna prods him in the side, good-naturedly, and the Lantern groans again, curling up into as small a space he can manage. His body, naturally, protests at that, too. Kyle thinks, maybe, he would feel a little more alive if he had fallen on a landmine last night. Or was it two nights ago? He's not even sure what day it was.

What day is it? He asks. At least, he thinks he asked that. What actually comes out is, "Wha' dayzzit?" voice croaky and unused.

[lifebleeds]

AYA????

[radioactive-earthshine]

DC One Million (1998) #1

[serialkilerx]

Sex is cool but making out with someone you’ve been craving for so long while your hands are roaming all over their body and all you can do is breathlessly whine as they repeat ‘I want you’ is undefeated

[danoree-deactivated20251116]

quick kyle rayner i did for a friend 🔥

[stephrobins]

random screencaps of This Fucking Guy as I reread old GL comics (issues in order: Green Lantern 101 / JLA 67 / GL 59 / Adventures in DC 11 / GL Secret Files and Origins / GL 176 / GL 113 / Circle of Fire 1)

[catboyjughead]

me on a sunday morning after a fruit cup

[bearforceone3]

road trip

[charlattes]

based on a text post that is lost to the sands of time

[timejoshi]

get a load of this guy

[hangingoffence]

hay arcane! your astral plane scenes look cool! mind if i use some of those on kyle?

alt:

[lifebleeds]

can we have johns back. please.

[oftroia]

➙ @lifebleeds said: ❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜ / @ donna

" I love coming up here ... I used to take photos for my university assignments up here. My professor kept wondering how I managed to get these shots all by myself. He had no idea I flew up here. " The advantages of super powers. It was nice to be able to come up here with someone else. Kyle was the first man she had taken up here. Even her Titan friends had not seen this spot yet. It had been her own little SECRET for a while. Bringing Kyle here had felt right. " I'm glad you like it. I have spent so much time here ... "

[lifebleeds]

Just when you thought you'd seen everything... Kyle had grown used to climbing the access to the roof of his own building when he wanted to paint the skyline, but this...

"The whole world seems so small from up here." Tiny flecks of paint on a canvas, tiny multicolored spots on a photograph. The same thing, at the end of the day. Tiny, tiny people, running around the world. "I mean it, Donna. It really is beautiful."

[failrobin]

he’s waiting on a corner outside the venue when kyle arrives. ricci’s party is well on it’s way — meaning the guests have had time to pile in and get busy. also in a suit, the white streak in his hair’s dyed over, and the distinct scar on his cheek’s been covered up. best to avoid obvious identifiers, if things go sideways.

and he’s always prepared for that possibility.

“ look at you. ” he says, by way of greeting.

getting into the party’s hardly a matter of concern, really, between the fake names and an overarching no questions attitude about it as long as they’re on the list. within the chattering groups and moving bodies, they disappear.

jason leans into kyle, one hand settled on a shoulder. “ need to get up to the third floor. ”

[lifebleeds]

he feels a little underdressed. not for lack of effort. but it's not like they were here to mingle, exactly. and hopefully the two of them wouldn't be in the eye of the majority long enough for them to suss out that he was wearing something off a men's wearhouse rack and not something coture.

except for the ring. but no one was going to recognize what probably looked like a signet or a class ring on his hand.

"and without a fuss, I assume." so no flashy constructs heaving the vigilante up the stairs. then again, the whole point of the two of them sneaking in in suits and ( well, his tie was missing ) fancy shoes meant that stealth was the ideal. "thought you all had contingencies for that kind of thing."