you make it look easy. your speed. your agility.
favorite comic book character: six anything → fighting style
Haven’t seen anybody post them here yet, so Latte and Almond talksprites!!
Mister I love all Robins equally or so he says
He slings back onto the helipad, stomps down the roof access stairs, swings open the door to their warm apartment, and pulls off his leather cowl. Standing next to the kitchen island is Jason, slack jawed with wide eyes darting between Dick and the TV playing the breaking news report on the Joker’s assassination. “I’ll call you back, B.” Jason says into the phone pressed against his ear before he lets the device slip out of his hands and clatter to the floor next to a familiar pair of combat boots. With a familiar pair of dark grey cargo pants tucked into them, a familiar red bat emblazoned shirt on top, a familiar brown leather jacket over it, and a very familiar red helmet tucked beneath Jason’s arm. Wait. What the fuck? - @hleamii - Take me out - Chapter 7
Fanart from the fanfiction mentioned above. Dick Talon and Jason Red hood. I also made a color version that wasn't very pretty.
Dick’s early years as Robin are just. You are ten years old. Tomorrow you have a math test. Last night you saved ten lives. You could not save the two that mattered most. Neither could he, which is why you are here. A year ago you spent your days in a trailer and your nights beneath the big top, and you were never more than 10 feet away from someone who loved you. Now you are adrift in a mansion full of ghosts. You want to go home. You climb up to the highest attic and scream as loud as you can just to see if anyone will hear you. For the crime of losing your parents, they put you in a cell. At night you leap from skyscrapers and remember how to fly. You go to bed and watch them fall. Sometimes you wake up and you are so full of anger you don’t know how you can survive it. You are trying to survive it. You want to kill a man. You rescue a baby from a burning building and his mother calls you an angel. You eat an ice cream cone on top of a gargoyle. You do not want another father. You need a friend. There is a secret only four people in the whole world know. You are one of them.
If you do frown on your face
in a wild abuse of the @jaydickweek time travel prompt, I went back in time and redrew an old picture that had been bugging me XD
Inspired by a sign of the times every time that i speak by horsey