PIN MY MUSE ; Send “DONT” to pin my muse against the wall to prevent them from LEAVING ; accepting ; boywhelmed
“GRAYSON, THE FUCK.“ and there is a pause in which jason looks down at his oldest brother and there is confusion on the storm that was his green eyes. “do you honestly want a bullet in your head?” and the threat is an empty one, he would never shoot dick in the face (now, a leg however, if his hand was forced). he has no intention of slipping back into their old routine. “i wasn’t going to do shit, relax.”
and yet, here he was, at the rooftop of arkham asylum as they drove the joker back inside, having captured him once again. “i’m just observing.” and sure, he might had been studying plans and the grounds of the asylum but there was no need to tell dick grayson that. “so, let go of me or that bullet will find its place inside your legs, brother.”











