Lyrics:
Rose quartz and fool’s gold on a chest of drawers of quilted maple.
Magazines are mineral oil-stained; the lamp is burning low on the table.
A stoneware vase of dried hydrangea, split
with a sunbeam sharp as a railroad spike, holds
a letter from a love estranged, though I can’t
decipher its tenor, quite…
Sing and wound me. Love is water I cannot ford.
Such things consume me: to be held, to be adored.
So well-dressed, so alone. Even songbirds
jilt me when it storms.
Sing and wound me. Love is salve I can’t afford,
water I cannot ford.
Clutching at flotsam in the wake
of her leaving, man drifts and dangles
as from her lobe a gold earring.
An adornment adored within fashionable reason
is misplaced or cast
aside at the change of the season.
Strictly speaking this song is a Ukrainian New Year's carol (the Christmas version was written later), so I'm still allowed to post it for another four days.
A head canon I have for Jason is that his favorite rogue is Bookworm. Bookworm was really only ever in the 60’s show so he’s never canonically fought Jason to my knowledge but he’s basically the Riddler but for books instead of riddles. Any time Bookworm and Jason fight it basically devolves into book club so just like
I’m imagining Jason goes for his first battle with Bookworm as Red Hood and his comms cut out mid fight so Dick and Bruce run in for backup
And they kick down the door to try and free Jason
Only to see Jason and Bookworm sitting on the floor, drinking wine, and talking about the subtextual queer coding in Jane Eyre
yeah and he 100% gives him the same kind of treatment the bats give harley (in my head). knows he's harmless and will only act out if provoked, so he gives him the benefit of the doubt + trusts him to live freely 97% of the time. (he was also single-handedly the person who protested against him being put in arkham asylum for the rest of his life)
he genuinely meets up with bookworm over coffee, although partially to check in on him and make sure he's not going to begin a 100+ murder rampage again, he's also just having a chat with a friend about the book he recommended to him last time he had to hunt him down... and the political state of the world.
when he does find himself locked up, whether that be in a ward or arkham, although jason doesn't always visit (business and all) he always makes sure the facilities can provide him with something suitable to read.
news gets out to the bats about bookworm having a breakdown and going off the radar, and jason's more insistent than he's ever been when he says he's going after him alone. he truly believes he isn't evil by nature, and knows that all it takes to bring him down is a familiar face and a well-read intellectual conversation.
naturally when jason's out of reach and bruce + dick are tasked with stopping bookworm, they think it's going to be a piece of cake considering what they know about jason's history with catching him. but god are they so wrong. they get him in the end of course, but really have to take a second and ask themselves how the fuck jason not only enjoys working bookworm shifts, but has completely TAMED a rogue like that.
I also have poked at writing some HurdyxReader that was supposed to start off hopeful and sweet and slowly reveal that it was actually kind of horrifying in the "Oh my god what have I been doing" way but after revising it several times, it's just flat out horrifying the whole way through.
Before: Teehee dealing with an amnesiac isn't easy but my job is so rewarding! :O oh wait is he starting to retain memories? Oh what are these dokis... Maybe I can finally share my love for him-- OH GOD NO HE'S NOT GETTING BETTER, HE'S JUST BEEN WRITING SHIT DOWN, I'VE BEEN TAKING ADVANTAGE OF AN ILL MAN
Now: The things I have to do to keep him from hurting himself are in themselves terrible. Every morning is a coin flip for whether he'll trust me enough to not bolt the first chance he gets and I'm so fucking tired of chasing him down when he does run. I'm so fucking tired of only getting to hold his hand when I'm comforting him to sleep and lying that today's him isn't going to essentially die the moment he shuts his eyes. I love this kind mess of a man, but I wish I didn't, and that his alter ego would just overtake him at this point and put us both out of our misery.
Have you seen black sails? I don't want to spoil it but I imagine the "they live" au being similar to a certain plot in that show. Bittersweet and you're not sure if it's really a *good* life but at least they're together.....
To close the year up my favorite project I have worked on this year: a wood burning on my new hurdy gurdy, hopefully I will have lots of time in the new year practice playing it