Here is a thing I saw on tumblr, but I hate tumblr so I'm posting it here. :) Gimme a prompt and a ship or a fandom and I'll see what I can come up with.
filled - things you said under your breathoh_mcgeeJuly 15 2016, 18:59:29 UTC
There were too many things to feel at once. Jason was finally back in the manor, finally home, but the reasons that had brought them there had his face wrapped in bandages, had him thrashing through nightmares caused by the Joker's toxin still working it's way out of his system.
The past few weeks had been nothing but a nightmare and when it was over the children had scattered like he knew they would -- like they should -- it was his fault after all, but he was selfishly glad that Jason was here with him. It was so selfish it made him sick to his stomach if he thought about it for too long, but then Jason would whimper or cry out and Bruce would reach for his hand again and talk to him
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Bruce/Hal: "I look at you and sigh."oh_mcgeeJuly 12 2016, 18:21:27 UTC
"I thought you were asleep," Bruce says when Hal stirs and sits up against the headboard, the sheets bunched around his waist. His chest is covered with Bruce's teethmarks, his ass and hips and thighs marred with bruises from his hands. Bruce is standing in the middle of the room wearing nothing but the white button-up that stretches across his broad shoulders, nearly halfway buttoned. The perfectly starch-crisp shirt is such a contrast to all the scarred muscle beneath it that it makes Hal's throat go dry.
"Clearly," Hal says, stretching into a yawn. "I mean, you probably wouldn't have gone full Yeats on me before sneaking out of bed if you knew I was listening, huh?"
"You heard that," Bruce says, looking a little bit like a wild animal caught in someone's headlights, his fingers stilling on the third button from the top. And then, condescendingly, as is more familiar: "You know Yeats?"
Tim/Roy idk roadtrip thingoh_mcgeeJuly 14 2016, 21:52:46 UTC
"We should talk," Tim says as they drive past the sign telling them they're leaving Nevada. Roy's only known the kid for about four states now (three days, if you're counting that way), he's never been in a conversation that ended well that started with those three words.
"You sure?" Roy says. He's got one foot on the dash, the other on the accelerator and his hair's blowing in the wind since the a/c checked out on them in Colorado. "I mean, that doesn't sound very awesome and I like being awesome."
He turns and grins at Tim from behind his aviators and the cigarette perched on his bottom lip nearly falls out of his mouth, scatters ashes on his jeans that burns another hole in them. "Ow, fuck," he says and grabs his semi-cold coke from the cup holder and presses it to the burn. "I mean. What's there to talk about
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Re: Tim/Roy idk roadtrip thinglikewinningJuly 14 2016, 22:03:10 UTC
When Roy finally looks over, Tim looks away, out the window at the miles of desert. There's a strawberry sized bruise on the side of his neck and the sound he made when Roy put it last night there has been replaying in his mind all morning.
aughhhhh idiots ;______;
Man, but Tim and Roy playing stupid roadtrip games and pulling over to the side of the road and singing along to all of Roy's awful, awful music. I THINK MALLVERSE NEEDS THAT.
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If 55 or 34 or easier, those are fine too :)
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The past few weeks had been nothing but a nightmare and when it was over the children had scattered like he knew they would -- like they should -- it was his fault after all, but he was selfishly glad that Jason was here with him. It was so selfish it made him sick to his stomach if he thought about it for too long, but then Jason would whimper or cry out and Bruce would reach for his hand again and talk to him ( ... )
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"Clearly," Hal says, stretching into a yawn. "I mean, you probably wouldn't have gone full Yeats on me before sneaking out of bed if you knew I was listening, huh?"
"You heard that," Bruce says, looking a little bit like a wild animal caught in someone's headlights, his fingers stilling on the third button from the top. And then, condescendingly, as is more familiar: "You know Yeats?"
Hal sighs. "Aaaaand you just ruined it."
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"You sure?" Roy says. He's got one foot on the dash, the other on the accelerator and his hair's blowing in the wind since the a/c checked out on them in Colorado. "I mean, that doesn't sound very awesome and I like being awesome."
He turns and grins at Tim from behind his aviators and the cigarette perched on his bottom lip nearly falls out of his mouth, scatters ashes on his jeans that burns another hole in them. "Ow, fuck," he says and grabs his semi-cold coke from the cup holder and presses it to the burn. "I mean. What's there to talk about ( ... )
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aughhhhh idiots ;______;
Man, but Tim and Roy playing stupid roadtrip games and pulling over to the side of the road and singing along to all of Roy's awful, awful music. I THINK MALLVERSE NEEDS THAT.
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