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[sidxiil-a]

@jaybirdtxdd from here

Jason narrows his eyes, brows furrowing, actually thinking about the answer. “I mean… just.. don’t like eat fish sticks in front of it… and give it food… actually… give it fish sticks. Then it’ll feel like the fuckin’ alpha fish.”

“Lian gives it food. She also kisses the bowl. But the fish just doesn’t seem to care that it just got a kiss from the cutest girl in allll of Gotham.” he hiccuped and took a drink from the bottle of vodka he had found. Drugs, he would never do again. But it didn’t hurt to get away from reality for a little bit with some alcohol. “Maybe I should have a talk with the fish.” he wrapped his arm around Jason and leaned in really close as if he was about to whisper a secret. “Maybe the fish is a psychopath. I bought a psychopathic fish for my daughter.” he whispered loudly. 

[velociious-archived-blog]

@jaybirdtxdd // [ x ]

⚡ ･ﾟ:╰ ° GOTHAM WAS not a kind place, even for one who moves as SWIFTLY as Wally. He winces with each step, cursing the thug that managed to graze his inner thighs with a blade before they were knocked out &&. opens the door to get a temporary reprieve from Jason. Clean his wounds before it got infected. 

THE SPEEDSTER sighs, pushing through the doorway, zoning in on Jason curled up in a tight ball on the sofa. His eyebrows arches, Wally taking a step forward to HELP, ONLY to BLINK. Jason looks up with a DESPERATE hunger &&. moves quick enough that even Wally had difficulty perceiving.

JASON SLAMS into him, his back crashing into the door, which he had closed behind him. Questions lingers on his tongue, but before he could vocalize them, his voice HITCHES &&. CRACKS in AGONY, as teeth sunk into his neck, his blood rushing towards the puncture wounds. Wally YELPS &&. attempts to push the other off, all flailing limbs &&. panicked eyes.

❝ J-Jason, what the fuck! YOU’RE-- What are you DOING? ❞

[eggplantbatprincess]

@jaybirdtxdd | continued from affection ask

Stephanie had spent so much time getting to this point. It was a struggle, and more of a chess match than she ever thought she could play. Bruce would be proud of her for the level of thinking that went into her plan. The most shocking part was how well it was working. Jason had managed to get her out of the same room and off of the tight leash they'd been keeping her on. Sure, she still had a shock collar on, but it was a start.

The blush in his cheeks didn't go unnoticed. She reached up and trailed her fingers over his cheek with a smile, wishing there weren't cameras everywhere. She needed to kiss him. "So what you're saying is... I'm going to dinner with your dad. That's not intimidating at all." She laughed nervously. Just because her intention was false didn't mean her feelings were. "At least tell me I have something decent to change in to?"

[wanderingxmuses]

@jaybirdtxdd

Send me ‘☠’ to hear what my muse would say to yours if they were completely drunk off their head.

“Steph.. Steph look, I… I know I said tellin’ Timmy was an accident but… It sorta wasn’t. I mean we were fightin’ and I shouldn’t’ve said it but… I was so fuckin’ jealous. He still like… likes you, y’know? Like like likes you and… I don’t want ya to go away…

Stephanie had been stuck taking care of the drunk that she had found at the bar. When he started to reveal the truth, she let out a tiny sigh. “I know, Jay.” The girl admitted when he talked about Tim. “He told me when I left to come join you. He begged me to stay with him and we’d try to work things out...” She knew she shouldn’t have kept this from Jason, but she doubted that he would remember this conversation in the morning. 

[robbiemalone]

“--what’re you doing here and who let you in?”

*  starter call  // @jaybirdtxdd

[thedarkrobin]

It’s a small world after all (@jaybirdtxdd)

@jaybirdtxdd

Damian for once was out of his Robin uniform. Not because his father had grounded him. No, no of course not. He just didn’t FEEL like wearing the uniform...or going out on patrol. It wasn’t fun going out alone anyways. The young Robin mutter something under his breath and pulled off his hoodie, tossing it neatly on the chair by the door.

He paused on his way to his room at the sound of...sing. His sensitive ears knows this tune. It was Disney. Did Grayson or Brown come over without his knowing?

“Tt. They dare watch The Lion King with out me?” He basically growled stomping over to the family theater room. Damian almost tripped over a red shinny helmet. Wait a minute. Red helmet? Jason? He never knew a guy like him like Disney movies.

Damian open his mouth to make fun of him when his eyes landed on the screen. What was this? “...This...When did Simba have a daughter?!” He asked very loudly. The teen watched the Lion King over ten times and he NEVER seen this part before.    

[strikerlikelightning]

@jaybirdtxdd: from here

“Brandon. Brandon Sharpe, yes that one. Anyway, you look like you need more than compliments, coffee?”

[thesilentknxght]

Closed RP

Burnside. 17 November 2017. 2:14 am. 

Roman Sionis, also known as Black Mask... The Batman’s last encounter with him went south, ending with one of Sionis Industries’ marketing offices exploding, with Black Mask supposedly trapped and killed inside. But Bruce knew better than to believe the egomaniacal gangster would do such a thing, let himself die with a sliver of hope The Dark Knight would get caught in the blast too. Batman began keeping tabs on all of the higher-ups in Sionis’ gang that same night, and they had been all but silent until two weeks ago, when their weapon smuggling operation started back up. While it pained Wayne not to immediately stop the guns and explosives from circulating, he knew he had to wait until the time was right. 

It took only a mere two weeks of monitoring their movement to find out where the gang had been hiding out-- Burnside, only a few miles outside of Gotham, in a storage unit that was coincidentally bought out as soon as the weapons business started up again. 

In classic Batman fashion, the vigilante ripped through the massive skylight in the center of the facility, shards of glass seeming crashing down with the hero like rain drops. As he looked up, ready to fight, he realized he had already been beaten to the punch. All of the gang members were already incapacitated, bodies sprawled out around the room.