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but how am i supposed to look like a cool person
you can look cool outside. california law says you canât smoke in closed spaces.
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@swordsnroses replied to your post: why do you hate me so :(
but how am i supposed to look like a cool person
you can look cool outside. california law says you canât smoke in closed spaces.

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Group hug we deservedÂ
 Sheâs got eyes of the bluest skies, as if they thought of rain    I hate to look into those eyes, and see an ounce of pain
                                                                     Rose Wilson                                                                           By Reg
why do you hate me so :(
itâs all the smoking. i have asthma :/
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hey :)
ho ! letâs go !
only one good thing happened in todayâs yj and it was that reunion hug
canât believe i read the words âpoor soft boiâ to describe tim with my own two eyes
stephanie brown: Why do you keep cooking velveeta shells and cheese?
tim drake: It's the only thing I'm good at, Stephie-Boo, fuck off.
stephanie brown: Well, no, you're good at a lot of things. Like photography. And whining.

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          had they been under different circumstances, jason would have fired back a smart retort, to perhaps gloat that they were JUST bullets and heâd play the âbut did i die?â card. now? he was too busy worrying about the agonizing pain to think of one. the adrenaline had finally worn off, as with his witty tongue and dark humour. the wounds felt like a thousand bee stings all at once ( not that he had, of course, been stung by a thousand bees ), prickling deep into his body and threatening to pierce his internal organs if he werenât careful. while making an idle note to wear kevlar next time, there was a dim memory from years ago reminding him that his father had been in this exact same position, and heâd always been more observant than heâd actually made himself out to be.
          he remembered the disgrace of a dad stagger in one day, hauled by three other men as they worked at taking out the bullet in his back. and now heâd come full circle, the uncomfortable feeling of deja vu settling into the pit of his gut. he didnât have long to dwell about it, however â the bullet was extricated with a sharp exhale from jason, who shuddered with the effort of holding back a yell as he clamped his mouth shut. âtwo more⌠in the back. wouldnât want ⌠to be caught with your scrawny nagging ass ⌠any more than necessary.â it might have been a promise, or it could have been assurance, but in his current condition? he just wanted the bullets OUT and sleep IN.
tim would have been more worried about the sudden lull in their conversation had it not been because he knew exactly the kind of pain jason was and how much even talking hurt. what did worry him was the faraway look on his face when he finally looked up, and he couldnât help but wonder what was occupying his mind in that moment that could get jason quiet like that. suturing didnât take too long, he managed to keep his hands steady enough so that the stitches wouldnât leave a horrible scar. though considering how many scars jason already had, that was relative. not that would ever say that OUT LOUD; the older robin was touchy about the subject, and despite unpopular belief, tim did like being in good terms with all of his brothers, not just dick.
he released a humorless snicker, the corner of his mouth barely flicking upwards with it. the stress was too much to fake a more genuine laugh, but he still had it in him to acknowledge jasonâs attempts at dark humor. âalright, colander man, iâm gonna need a little help getting to your back. do you think you can sit up for me a little bit ? you could lay on your stomach. i mean, the couchâs already ruined.â and he did not miss the chance to throw a slightly annoyed glance at jason with that.
jaydierâ.
âAlright,â Jason nods, biting his bottom lip as he thinks for a moment. âAlright,â he repeats, âthis way.â He leads Tim through a veritable maze of unused corridors and secret passages through Nanda Parbat, but eventually the bright desert sun shines over them as Jason leads Tim into the hanger. âHere,â he murmurs, gesturing Tim towards a nearby charter plane. Itâs small and really only supposed to hold two or three people, but itâs fully fueled and has a perfect shot down the runway. âYou can fly a plane, right? Go on, Iâll try to keep everyone from chasing you as long as I can.â
the sight of the small airplane brings a smile to timâs lips -- a genuine wide smile that shows his teeth -- the mixture between laughter and a relieved sigh escaping his lungs. not that he was losing hope of ever leaving nanda parbat, but a part of him was starting to wonder if heâd ever make it back to gotham. or if heâd make it out alive. the possibility of seeing dick, alfred, and cass again seems so much more plausible now. dammit, he might even be excited to see that little asshole, damian, too. he doesnât cry, but there a slight sting in his eyes.Â
the smile morphs into a crooked, toothy smirk. âi own two planes.â that came off more braggy than he intended. ây-yeah, i do. part of the training.â he sobers up his expression back into an even, honest smile as his fingers touch jasonâs forearm. âthanks.â he gets a few steps in before the voice in the back of his head that told him to trust jason is nagging at him again, making him turn back. he canât leave him here. itâs not fair. tim may not be the most socially adept guy by a long shot, but he can tell jason doesnât like it here. why should tim be the only one to leave when the plane could fit more ? âhey ! letâs go. you donât have to come to gotham, but you canât stay here.â
jaydierâ.
Jason shrugs amicably. Thatâs fair enough. Heâs not going to bother arguing with Tim, because he most certainly does need a babysitter and Jasonâs the best heâs going to get. But, heâll keep himself within Timâs line of sight, let him keep track of his movements. Itâll probably help keep Tim calmer, since Jason knows that the stalker still gets twitchy around him. Itâs been years since he last tried to kill him, whatâs a little attempted murder between Robins? (Itâs a lot, he knows that. He still feels as guilty about it as Tim feels wary.)
itâs not quite what tim wanted (frankly, he wants jason several miles away. out of gotham preferably), but itâs something. and tim is more used to compromise now than he once was. although... itâs weird having someone trailing behind him like this, so quietly. heâs never been deadly silent like bruce, of course, but his usual companions tend to be quite the chatterboxes.
after several minutes of silently jumping over roofs, tim stops in front of a big s.t.a.r. labs building, the sign outside is off but he can see the guards doing their rounds inside without extra help from the lenses on his mask. fingers tap over his armored knee absentmindedly as he waits for the men to head back. âstay,â is all he says once theyâre out of sight and right before jumping over the ledge and down into the dark streets.
walksonwallsâ.
    âDepressing demeanor try-outs, Iâm hoping to make the team this year, coach!â The irony of her cheery disposition about it is not lost on her. Seriously though, what a hard case. She thought Robin was supposed to be the cheery part of the Dynamic Duo.
    âSeriously, holy paranoia Batman! Chill out, featherhead. Spidey needed somebody to make a run out of town and I had free time.â
if this was her response to him, then he wished her good luck running into one of the batmen. or better yet: robin. that kid redefined broodiness. though with his parents, who could blame him.
"and what kind of business would spider-man have here ? did kingpin decide new york just wasnât big enough ?â he might have been leaning little too heavy on the mean there, but, hey, she started it.
i donât care what dc says. tim/cassie never happened and never will

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well, it only took three issues for yj to get disappointing
Call it gross, but she was already popping one of the (chocolate) kisses into her mouth before pulling Tim in by the collar for a real kiss. âWe have a whole bag of those to get through. Happy Valentineâs, Boy Wonder.â / grrlwonder :D
he didnât fight it, he let her grab him without even knowing what she was planning, only realizing what was happening when the tiny chocolate drop was being passed down into his mouth. had it been anyone else -- any other couple even -- he wouldâve turn his nose at them. but since it was steph, well he couldnât stop the silly grin.
âa whole bag, huh?â happy valentineâs to him !
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