#dementedspeedster

[lilmelvin]

Just going to scoop up a smol, it's too late for you to be out anyway. "How do you feel about bedazzling Thad's costume?"

@fxllenwilson still salty @dementedspeedster

"It's gonna take like a bajillion gems but I'm up for it if it means I can stay up."

[billyandhismultiples]

(-coughI’m so on anoncough-) How many shots would it take for you to sleep with Thad?

How Many Shots Would It Take? || @dementedspeedster

"Nah. Fuck. YOU. I can be petty too. Ain't gettin' no answer outta me, Road Runner. Shit outta luck this time."

[dreadofred]

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The whole point had been for Thad to not know if Jason was 'fucking around' or 'meant that shit'. A fun game, if he said so himself. Nothing brought him more joy than to see the shorter man fluster (the whine a bonus), recover, and fucking GLARE at Jason. There it was, that look which said Thad's brain was not only catching up, but had a retort of some kind back. It was not rage baiting but something else and Jason was fucking enjoying it. More so if it helped him win a game or two against the speedster.

"Look at me? Do I look like a fucking 'tease' to you?" His voice was stern, yet those eyes danced with mirth, knowing he had started and Thad was not one to let it go. Made things interesting.

Instead of going back to his companion and egging him on more, Jason pretended to be unbothered, that his interested was elsewhere but it was further from the truth. What was it about this little shit that made him want to be a brat? "Alright." Hand reached behind for his wallet to pull it out, the chain dangling as he withdrew a few dollars and smacked them on the table. "That's a hundred. If you win, you get that. If not, well… we all know you don't have any money so you are gonna have to provide other services." He looked so proud of himself.

"There, no longer a tease. A challenge and you make out on it no matter what happens." 

[pureid]

🔥 Unpopular opinion about your muse? 

muns talks about muse / accepting / @dementedspeedster

that he's stupid.

bart does stupid things, he does them a lot. but he's not stupid. he just often doesn't think of the consequences of the stupid things he does until he's done them, and even then he'll usually have a live and learn mentality about it.

canonically, he's very intelligent, hyper intelligent even. but that's not fun for him, being able to know everything. he's very lazy with his intelligence, and prefers not to use it when he doesn't have to because his natural curiosity and disposition for danger makes him want to take that risk, he wants to learn hands on rather than relying on a book or a youtube video etc.

does this create consequences for him? absolutely. he's fully aware of this, yet still chooses to do things his own way. his intellectual brain will switch on usually during life or death situations---but not always a 100% guarantee. he is nothing if not a risk taker as i already mentioned. though, he will never purposely play with anyone else's life. just his own.

fanon loves to make him just this stupid little guy who does stupid things because he has zero thoughts going on in his head. when in reality, he literally cannot stop thinking. that is impossible. it's an incredibly ableist take imo. bart is not a simple character, though he plays himself off as one, often to avoid being the centre of attention. he is incredibly complex.

[cosmoteer]

Thad say's he's been wearing these colours longer than I have, and can I just say he looks every single one of those thousand years!

[ncverdie]

@dementedspeedster cont. from here

~ The chilly GOTHAM air whipped around concrete and steel. Blustering the feathers of the pigeons roosting in the crooks of the gargoyles sprouting from the edges of various buildings. There was something about being up here. Up above the STREETS. Something about the DISTANT sound of car horns and late night vendors still trying to offer up their produce to those of the masses still up at this hour. About the stubborn glow of lights signalling late nice offices workers. There was an odd peace to it. Something uniquely GOTHAM. Uniquely HOME.

Breeze toying fingers through his hair, Tim kept his gaze up toward the night sky, his cape fluttering as his legs d a n g l e d over the edge of the building he was perched on. Feet swinging ever so slightly. Hitting the heels of his BOOTS mutely against the concrete in a rhythmic beat. Domino mask turned to the blinking shine of stars pushing their way through Gotham haze. There was a metaphor somewhere in that he was sure.

The shift of air pressure is SUDDEN. A subtle crackling against the skin that, after his years alongside Bart, he had found always signalled the arrival of a SPEEDSTER. A weird muted static in the air making your hair follicles jitter.

It wasn't BART though. Tim could tell....tell in a way he couldn't exactly explain if he tried. Different...but entirely familiar.

' Mmm....I've never been able to get a good look at Canis Major....to much smog. You think I could see that in Kansas? '

Tim doesn't look over to Thad as he talks. Eyes remaining trained above. Bo-staff too kept strapped to his thigh - if the SPEEDSTER had been there fight, Tim would have no doubt found himself RAPIDLY eating air after being bodied off of the building before he could even brace for it.

' I've always liked it up here.....even as a kid.' Leaning back fractionally, he shifted to move his hands behind him, allowing himself a better position to more FULLY take in the sky. Cool air attacking the slither of exposed neck above his collar. White-out lenses watching the TWINKLING of far off lights above. Forcing their way passed deep hazy grey blotches . A sigh in Robin's voice.

' You can feel her heartbeat when you take the time to listen to her. GOTHAM I mean.'~

[redsleuthed]

△ + Does knowing that you couldn't do anything to save Kon or Bart from their deaths haunt you at night?

@dementedspeedster | invasive question meme

Rate: 1000000000+

Answer that question.

Tim swung at Thad, and continued swinging. No words, just pure rage setting in, clouding his better judgement. Fighting a speedster? Dumb. Did he care? No. He just wanted to let out all of his frustration on the one responsible. He hadn't slept in five days, but a full night's rest in 754 days.

[fxllenwilson]

@dementedspeedster

"Friendship over. How could you?"