#robin is dead

[bea-let-me-help]

“He’s alive! ... Thank God!

Batman: Death in the family (2020)

Batman annual #25 (2006)

Alternative ending tha death in the family (1989)

[isthatmyjacket-rhiyo]

SQ Prompt

Ok swens, hear me out! Here's a #sqprompt set after s7. Emma does something that will leave Regina pissed, like setting her kitchen on fire or anything stupid that will let Regina really pissed, so she concentrates & poofs herself to one of the other realms (to hide from Regina), who are now part of Storybrooke and ends up landing in Oz, startling Ruby, Mulan and Dorothy. And Ruby says something like "Shit Em. What did you do this time?" barely managing to stifle her laughter because she knows her friend is in trouble and this isn't the first time this has happened. Stablished SQ please.

[paullovescomics]

Comic books read September 24-30, 2017, part 2 (of 2)

Adventure Comics #380 Detective Comics #408 The House of Mystery #180 Star Spangled War Stories #148

[bushmundy-a-blog]

“don’t close your eyes, please don’t close your eyes!”

               The temptation to close his eyes was rather strong - as moments passed, Robin felt more and more weariness close over his body, his mind, everything. Even Angela’s voice above him seemed to be fading in and out, yet he couldn’t stop smiling. She was trying so, so hard, so valiant in her effort to help him…

                But he knew what was coming by now. No matter how much fabric she ripped from her clothing, how hard she pressed her hands against his wounds (how many did he have? It didn’t matter, not really), she couldn’t replace what he’d lost already, not out here, not so far off base.

               Respawn was a no-go this far out. It was his own fault for getting into this mess and he was lucky she found him on time.

                                               He’d have someone to say goodbye to.

               Weakly, he raised his arm. He wasn’t sure if he was shaking or not, he couldn’t tell -  he couldn’t really feel his arms and his vision was dipping in and out of blackness. He let his hand rest against her, his fingers oddly cold and stiff despite being tainted with his own fresh blood.

               He managed a sound from his lips, opened his mouth to speak, barely a wheeze escaping.

                               “‘S nice seein’ your pretty face, Angela. ‘Fore I cark it.”

               Robin felt himself smile, letting his eyes close. He struggled to get air into his lungs. But it wasn’t like he was going to need much more air, anyway - if there wasn’t enough blood in his body, what did breathing matter?

               His arm fell from where he had been touching Angela, blood smeared across her uniform, his blood -

                                “…Thanks, love.”

               For being there, for being a support, for being a friend, for everything - but he couldn’t get those words out. He just hoped that she didn’t feel the same things he did, hoped she wouldn’t be burdened by feelings for someone whose heart wouldn’t beat any longer.

               Those thoughts barely passed his mind. Robin fell further into the pull of a slumber he knew he wouldn’t wake from, his mouth weakly pulled into a smile.

                   At the very least, he died in the arms of someone he trusted.

[artemistylunalia]

I cannot handle how sad I am.

[boydeluna]

Okay guys