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the amount of energy that it takes to stop myself from slitting my wrists is def bigger than it takes to actually do it tbh

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i love baby batman so freaking much 🥹

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i need. this is making me go blonde (and go skinny) 🙆‍♀️

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Honestly didn't enjoy this book but i love this edit.

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guys i’m in my jensen ackles era but if ive spent the last year in my jason todd era does that mean ive been in my jensen ackles era the whole time? either way they can both get it💌

when i was ten i had a major crush on jason dean from heathers so now im thinking it was a manifestation of the two. #genius?

What’s up, you ugly motherfuckers?

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Every single molecule of feminism is evaporated from my body the second Soldier Boy is mentioned.

He's rude

He's sexist

He's an asshole

He's old minded

BUT GODDAMN I NEED THAT MAN SO BAD PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS

HE COULD PICK UP A BIG GIRL LIKE ME AND THROW ME AROUND LIKE NOTHING

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The expression of art is a gift given to be made in silence and expressed in volume. you can write, draw, create without a sound, simply because real art is profound enough to express volume on its own.

i’m fucking dying bro. 🫩

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Ok so I just watched 8x16 where it ended with Dean praying to cas and saying “you know I don’t like praying cuz it’s a whole lot like begging” yada yada yada, this just reminded me of the fact that he also prayed to Castiel EVERY NIGHT in purgatory. So in deans mind he wasn’t just praying, he was canonically BEGGING Cas to come back to him. Anyway, how was YOUR day?

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“ugh i wanna have a threesome with them” and it’s two characters played by the same actor

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perpetually thinking of this

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when i’m feeling political i read oliver queen comics from the 70s. can this man be president? (im not even american.)

oh and this definitely DOES NOT COUNT (ily roy they could never make me hate you)

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HANDSOME BOY☹️

Jason Todd who has no idea what he truly looks like , who describes himself so anomalistically that you’d think he was a victim of himself . He goes into way too much horrid detail, almost memorising each feature as though he was telling an old folks tale about some creature that haunts someplace that no one dare go. His eyes avoid mirrors , photographs of him self..his hands ready to punch or break the thing holding the image of his existence - he’s so sure he’s ugly or horribly disfigured , a part of him still focused on running that the sight of himself strikes some deep hatred and fear inside him. He hates it, hates himself more..the way he can’t look in the mirror or anything reflective or even a photo of himself.

You’ve come home before after one of Jason’s many breakdowns..his hands cut and bleeding , the blood dripping onto broken glass from both the bathroom mirror and and the hallway photos ; he’d run into Batman prior and of course..that deep rooted hatred and fear settled and bubbled to the top . His form of letting it escape being your home..the safest place and now..the messiest place. His tears are staining everything , those sad puppy eyes peering into yours as he mumbles apologies only to be shut down by the softness of your hands on his face and your lips on his forehead assuring him he was fine . You don’t let him clean up..you refuse to of course…you let him cuddle into you after you clean everything up ,telling him you’ll get a new mirror maybe one that you can turn away and that the photos can stay in your office away from him and his mind .

Jason hates hating himself , it used be some sort of protective mechanism..the hatred but now..oh now he wished himself as much as you loved him. He’s learning to..of course , he lets your compliments sit in the air , your hands guiding along each scar and your lips forming that sweet smile you get whenever you see your handsome boy. He enjoys it…you loving him , it’s enough to shut his brains hatred off..especially after a late night when he’s cuddled upto your side , his hand under your shirt caressing your chest , his face buried into your neck as you mess with his hair and soothe him…

Drabble? Broken Jason? I don’t know ☹️I missed writing for him but I am thinking of writing a stalker! Jason Todd x reader ?

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the devil couldn’t reach me so he gave me shaky hands

but if the devil is actually like DC’s Vertigo Lucifer Morningstar please reach me. (please)

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AWWWWW! My cute little lightning bug!

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#I LOVE MEN IN TRENCH COATS

when they have anything to do with John Constantine just so🫦

honourable mention because we have to coat or not.

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I think reading might be one of the only creations that's appreciated for it's authenticity, like, when we have pleasant achievements, we want to flaunt them, show everyone how good we are...but, but when we have negative thoughts or accidents nobody wants to flaunt that or show people, so these feelings build up inside and then an authors gift is to turn them into words, and putting these negative things on pages really is applauded for because you manage to turn something negative into art, something desirable...and that's gonna be more incredible than anything happy.

Turning sorrows into stories, into something you can flaunt, something desirable, that’s a gift.