for jason’s birthday he wants a bottle of vodka , a gallon of neapolitan ice cream , and to be left the fuck alone thank you.
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for jason’s birthday he wants a bottle of vodka , a gallon of neapolitan ice cream , and to be left the fuck alone thank you.
update : multiple members of the batfamily in critical condition after trying to break into the red hood’s safe house to throw him a surprise party . turns out jason todd does not like surprises.
IS .... YJ3 OUT ... YET
idk .. if anyone ... cares or anything ... but i’ve been writing over here x x lately.
godbanes:
he watches in awe as his friend jumps , owning the sky for just a few seconds. there is beauty in bravery , a beauty that icarus treasures with his whole heart. cheerful scream comes as a response , free hand thrown in the air as he stops the recording. ‘ that was beautiful ! ’ and he whistles , laughing as he falls back , pressed against the wall. he looks down at his phone as he replays the video , watching jason’s jump , soar and landing with emotion – not worry , but happiness. icarus wishes he could fly once more. he looks over the edge , arm reaching out between the space of the buildings and he sits up , then steps back. ‘ move ! ’ he stares at the sky for a few seconds as he slips his phone back into his pocket , which he zips up before beginning to run. just one more time , let him fly. let him feel air messing his curls , let the sun bathe him and let the ground scream for him. he jumps. icarus ! don’t go higher ! but he did. he reached out for the sun. his landing is poor , knees hitting the ground harshly as he stumbles and falls onto the roof. he’s quiet , frozen on his abdomen , grin wide on his lips before he rolls on his back and laughs , covering his face with scraped bloody hands. ‘ holy gods. oh , that was fucking crazy ! shit , my knee is ruined. ’
they used to call him icarus. sometimes they still do, an allegedly endearing term for the boy that burned up before he had the chance to really fly. wasn’t that the price of being a robin ? to fly , you must be willing to fall. you give up safety of the ground for those wings, the mundane no longer applies to you. the mask always came with a price, but jason had been the first one to pay it. they call him icarus because he burned, but now he flies. a bird set free. adrenaline courses through him like a drug. he gets lost in the rush. his cheers spreading across the expanse of the two buildings. he brings his hands up to shield his eyes from the sun, bathing over them as a spotlight. for a second, the backdrop of the morning sky was bright and warm despite the winter slowly creeping into the air. he watches his friend soar, like he was born to do it. jason's whoops cut through the air, pushing him further. “ fuck, that was amazing. ” he offers out his hand, “ can you stand? ”
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❝ you’re so charming, you know that ? ❞ // @stoletires
“ believe it or not, i did already know that. ”
i can’t believe jason is steph’s sugar daddy. @hitbrick
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“ you say that like it’s a bad thing. ”
“ is it even worth asking you to stay behind me ? ”
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“ i don’t think that there’s someone coming to save us. ”
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“ how can we make amends when we said what we said ? ”
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‘ i’ll buy you another one. ’ dear father won’t notice the dent in his account , long as his college results are perfect , which has never been a problem. icarus lights a cigarette and grins upon hearing the other. he almost jumps up to his feet , eager to follow behind the other , but the glow of the sun makes him close his eyes — don’t you dare come near the edge. ‘ i’ll record you. hold on. ’ he moves aside with the cigarette between his lips , the ground cold when he moves further from the edge and takes out his phone , opening the camera. ‘ alright. i’m prepared to record and call 911 just in case. go , go ! ’
“ make sure you get my good side. ” he could do this in his sleep ! his feet smack against the pavement, cement propelling him forward. picking up speed, he envisions his strategy. racing along the side of the building, blind to the fact that any misstep could cost him his life. hubris takes over, and right before he jumps he gets an idea. pushing off the edge, he remembers why he loves doing this. he’s flying. a bird cutting through the sky, he’s learned to trust the wind beneath his wings. the air belongs to him, camera fixed on the boy who was also a bird. no net, he dares to dive into a flip. he didn’t have the altitude to stick the landing. knees skid across the gravel and he comes to a stuttering halt. he’ll be digging rocks out of his skin for the rest of the day. regardless, he jumps to his feet wildfire in his eyes. his fists cuff around his mouth like a megaphone, “ tell me you all got that ! ”
lyric starter call ?
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❝ THAT WAS ONE TIME and you swore you wouldn’t mention it again ! ❞
“ so you’re gonna dress up, right ? it’s a costume party. ”
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only like five people went to jason’s ...
Dick was so mad when he didn’t find out til /weeks/ after he died
nobody let jason know that dick didn’t go to his funeral
No Noise November. everyone shut up