fic round up - July/August

Aug 31, 2015 22:35

you're brighter than your fire, Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne: "I mean, it's not like I was sleeping in your bed." [little beasts 'verse]

and we can really, really climb, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd: "It's only," he says. "You should know. Even if Bruce gets sick of you, you're not going anywhere." [little beasts 'verse]

come on baby let's ride the sunrise, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd: It's been almost a year since he found Jason singing in some dive bar, drunk on stage and yelling at the crowd.



buckets of moonbeams in my hands, Tim Drake/Jason Todd: Rain makes me crazy. Please just come bail me out. [little beasts 'verse]

you will hanker for an anchor just to cling to, Roy Harper/Jason Todd: Sometimes, if Roy's on the wrong side of a bottle of tequila, or he's just come back from Star City or whatever - sometimes, Roy needs more from Jason.

if there ever were a lucky kind it's you, Roy Harper/Jason Todd: (714):
I think I left a blow job at your house. Can I come down and get it?
(949):
I gave it to your brother to give to you. [little beasts 'verse]

i put it on when i go lonely, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd: "Do you really miss me that much?" [little beasts 'verse]

if there's any other way, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd: Jason smells like earth, like blood, like home.

give me anything and I'll turn it into a gift, always-a-girl!Jason Todd/Roy Harper: (206): He said I was like bonnie and clyde all rolled into one but twice as trashy and 75% less clothes...
(1-206):
He obviously understands you completely.

this belongs to no one but you, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd: "Is he dead?" "That tends to happen when you shoot someone in the head." [little beasts 'verse]

you want to fuck and fight, Jason Todd/Tim Drake: "I want to learn to fight with knives / to hotwire cars / to cook for myself." [little beasts 'verse]

i hope, i think, i know, Roy Harper/Jason Todd: Okay, so he's been ditching Roy a little. He hasn't answered his calls, has only sent short responses every time Roy texts him. But he's been busy. [nothing gets crossed out verse]

start a house fire with us in the middle, Tim Drake/Roy Harper: Don’t kiss trainwrecks. Don’t kiss knives. Don’t kiss. [little beasts 'verse]

too many tied to the bang, bang, bang, Tim Drake/Roy Harper: He knows a few of Tim's tells by now. [little beasts 'verse]

story's too thin to cover all your lovers Dick Grayson/Roy Harper: "You ever going to say anything to Jason?" [little beasts 'verse]

somebody's gonna love you, Roy Harper/Jason Todd: The last fucking thing he needs is for Dick to go back to trying to set him up with people all the time. [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

I relate, kid, but I'm the one who wants to let you wonder, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd: "It's okay," Jason says, but when Dick lifts Jason's chin toward him his eyes are still pretty fucked up and he looks nervous as hell. [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

i know chasing after you won’t change a thing Dick Grayson/Jason Todd: Jason's getting taller; pretty soon he's going to outgrow Dick, and lately Dick's been thinking that way too literally. [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

you wrung me out too many times, Tim Drake/Roy Harper: "Tim's apparently started using sex as a kind of barter system. Don't feel bad, Roy. You just don't have anything he's looking for." [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

careless in our summer clothes , Tim Drake/Roy Harper: Sharing a popsicle to beat the heat. [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

swear my time's never cheap, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd & Jason Todd/Tim Drake: They don't do this much anymore, but every time they do it takes Jason back to being fifteen, sixteen and being a little bit in love with Dick. [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

bet you something i can get your mouth shut, Stephanie Brown/Jason Todd: But today Tim had to show up in a fucking lime-green tutu and fairy wings, had to spend the afternoon skipping around the store even after Jason put on the loudest death metal he could find, had to come up to Steph every ten minutes and tell her about the latest sext from Roy. [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

you remind me of a firework, boy, Tim Drake/Roy Harper: The worst thing about the holidays is all the fucking mistletoe. [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

post-modern sleaze, Tim Drake/Roy Harper: "Well, these old ladies were offering free samples of make-up at that kiosk in zone four, and they only saw Tim from the back so they thought he was a pretty little girl…" [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

we get drunk to leak a little truth, Tim Drake/Roy Harper: They've never been exclusive, never pretended to be or expressed any interest in it. It's just, more times than not, they end up in each other's beds instead of someone else's. [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

get my name stitched on your lips, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd: "You're not gonna turn down an orphan on his birthday, right?" [makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky]

hold your hope to my arm, Bruce Wayne/Jason Todd/Dick Grayson: "You boys are having fun, I hope." [little beasts 'verse]

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