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DICK GRAYSON MY KING IM SO SORRY FOR WHAT THEYVE DONE TO YOU

OHHH AARHHHJA AHEOSI AHAHHHA AHAHAHA AHAOAOA I LOVE THIE ART DONT PLAY YALL

"Do I look like him?"

Id think I'd rather die than go through life as my mom lowk. How can her own mom be so cruel to her daughter??

different eras

Hes so me

I often see debates on what Jason actually listens in music, and I think we as society need more of "Jason listens almost everything, depending on his mood" flavour, actually.

Jason Todd, whose music taste just depends on the day or an hour of a day, and his family can't keep up with that.

The Batfam: (having a brief meeting in the Batcave, going over some case)

Stephanie, putting her papers aside: Okay, I am tired of pretending that I don't hear anything — what is with the screaming sounds from the manor?

Bruce, with noise-cancelling plugs in his ears: Jason's hard rock hour. Ignore it.

Stephanie, blinking: Okay.

Nightwing, in the middle of banter with goons: What? Why are you suddenly so scared—

Red Hood, storming in on his bike, with Taylor Swift's songs roaring: ARE YOU READY FOR IT?!

Nightwing: A-ah, checks out. But you should be glad, guys. The last dude got his shit beat out of him on the beat of "made it out alive, but I think I lost it" song with a crowbar. Taylor Swift is chill.

Damian, sitting down in the car, warily: Todd. Why are you escorting me to the school today?

Jason, shrugging: Alfred is busy.

Damian, swallowing down, eying at the music system: ...Okay.

Jason: (casually puts a classical music)

Damian: (sighs out in a relief)

Black Mask, at some point: Did the Red Hood guy just wrecked me while rapping Eminem?!!?

I love my emotions and how it's like a mist like smoke from a cigar

It curls around my guts and then it rises when I'm upset to my throat and clogs and sweetens it so it's sticky and sickly sweet and then it waters my eyes and huffs out of my nose til it clouds above me and fills the space until everything is blurry

When I'm kinda nervous I imagine it and kinda feel it?? Traveling down my legs and shins and the ground absorbs it and my feet stick and leave residue until I feel lighter

And when I'm happy it twirls around my intestines and wraps around the muscles in my thighs and biceps and fills my cheeks and ears

I pretend to smoke it out when I'm feeling idk like I inhale it and let it swirl in my lungs before it rots and steeps out of my fingers and I blow it out

Like right now, it's in the soles of my feet and my wrist.It happens when I wanna like shake em it makes me really giddy?? I guess??

AZUL AZUL TAKE OFF THE BROWN!! BROWN ISNT YOUR COLOR

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having Jason Todd as your boyfriend means that he's often covered in random bite marks, some people assume he owns a cat and he hums and agrees with them

yeah, sure, he's got a feral kitty at home, one that randomly bites his thick thighs and stomach when he's doing nothing but innocently reading in the comfort of his own home.

trying to stop you from biting by putting your head in the crook of his arm does little to deter you as you just bite his meaty, muscled forearms so he just accepts his fate and lets you get out your excess cuteness aggression by biting him

maybe he'd even push a finger or two in your mouth for you to gnaw on, pushing the pads of his fingertips to your tongue and letting you look stupid and drool all over his fingers before he lets you drool over something bigger.

Just.. maybe don't bite him over there, yeah?