THE GAANG X

I just want them to grow old together.

probably what I love most about young justice is how it perfectly conveys how fucking extra the bats are. like yeah that guy has gills and that guy’s a clone and she’s from fucking mars but y’know who’s an actual trip? y’know who’s an absolute goddamn nightmare?

Robin.

he’s not an alien. he doesn’t have any meta abilities. by all accounts he is a 13 year old child except his dad is fucking batman and he has all this custom built tech and crazy acrobatic skills and sometimes he just fucking vanishes without a word. like none of the team could even tell you what colour his eyes are and that is just the way he likes it.

the fucking bats man

Date Night

Jason looked at Leo, his boyfriend was laying on the bed, a white towel around his hips, his hair drooping water, limbs extended on the mattress.

"Leo, you are drenching the bed."

"Shut up, corazón."

"Dress, the date is tonight."

"The boy is head over heels for you, and I'm charming enough to make him fall for me."

Jason sighed, seeing Leo putting his clothes, not too elegant, but not casual; the blond boy combed his hair, judging the image in the mirror.

He had been the boyfriend of Leo for years, since high school, and he loves him, with all his heart, but he felt in love with other people, Leo too, and now, they were enamored of the same boy.

Nico di Angelo was fascinating, handsome, dark hair, sweet brown eyes, light skin and freckles, soft lips, both, Leo and Jason, dying for kissing it, he was a sweet boy, silent but joyful, kind, smartass, creative and mysterious.

Jason felt hard for him, the first time he saw him, helping a stray kitten during a storm, talking sweetly, running with the cat to a dry place.

Leo started to see Nico with rose-tinted glasses slowly, when Jason began to hang out with the Italian boy, at first he was distant, but the time passed and he met the real di Angelo, sweet and thoughtful.

Now they get a date, both of them, the same night.

"Do you think Nuco really likes me?"

Leo was stretching his t-shirt, his hands moving all around his body, curling his hair, tapping his tights, chewing the lower lip, jumping on his toes, anxious.

"He always sees you with heart in the eyes and loves to listen to you."

Kissing his cheek, Jason went off the room, grabbing their jackets, smiling at the choice of Leo.

"Go big or go home?"

"Nico said I look good on the jacket."

"You look good on everything."

Holding hands, they walked to Nico's house, smiling uncomfortably at Hazel.

"Your boyfriends are here." The girl shouted, sending a wink to the boys.

"Shut up Hazel," Nico walked outside, his cheeks blushing "Or I won't cover you the next time you sneak out."

The door closed hard, Nico was seeing the pavement, his hands behind his back.

"Hi," muttered, "Sorry for Hazel, I know we're not in a relation…"

"Yet" interrupt Leo "We're not official yet"

Jason extended his hand, smiling when Nico hold it, the young boy holding Leo's with his other hand, the three of them walking, sharing about their day.

Shortly they were in a restaurant, Italy's flags hanging off the ceiling, pictures of Venetia in the walls.

"This is an Italian restaurant?"

"A Venetian," corrected Leo "good food, nice music, charming people, and the talk Venetian."

The smile of Nico made the boys happy, Leo winking at Jason.

"Told you, he loves it."

"Thanks."

Promptly they ordered, Nico talked about Venice, describing his favorite places, sharing stories about his life, his voice full of nostalgia.

"Sorry," mumbled Nico, when they were walking to his home "I talked a lot."

"I love it when you talk about the things you like," said Jason, a soft smile on his lips.

"You don't have to say sorry." added Leo "If you're happy talking about your hometown, we're happy listening."

Blushing, Nico pulled Leo, holding the boy's face, kissing him fast and soft, hugging him, hiding his head on the crock of the neck, giggling.

"Jay Jay is jealous," muttered Leo on Nico's ear, kissing his cheek.

Nico turned, hugging Jason by the hips, letting the blond kiss his lips, a sweet pressure, the hands stroking the hair of Nico.

"We like you, a lot."

Leo hugged the hips of Nico, kissing the scruff, Jason was leaving butterfly kisses on his face.

"Me too."

i looked up batman’s height and it turns out that he is climbable

💙Dickjay❤

>>Original gif

this is me being shameless but could you make some more memes from gotham citizens' pov except its just people being thirsty for nightwing?

of course i can do that

— Hamlet, act 2, sc. 2

Merry Christmas.

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Smoke

Jason walked to the Bunker 9, carrying a plate of food, a zippo lighter in one of his pockets, a little bit worried about Leo’s habits, like avoiding sleeping for two or three days and being knock out for twenty hours, or eating just one time at day.

He and Piper made the decision to take turns and check on Leo, sometimes the brothers of Leo did the job, Chiron or Annabeth, but with the months passing, only Piper and Jason keep going, and Harley, but the little boy had more interest in the bunker, and copied the worst habits of Leo, like drinking a lot of caffeine and working, mostly, in underwear.

He lighted the zippo, under the neon paint arrows that Piper painted, to help other campers to know where to put the fire to open the entrance of the bunker.

When the door opened a lot of smoke came out, going to the sky, Leo going outside, his t-shirt with holes and little fires, his pants burned upper his legs, in the middle of his tights, the curly hair a little long, almost covering his eyes, the work belt, thankfully fireproof, has hanging from his hips.

“You’re on fire”

“I got a little distracted” moving his hands, trying to put out his clothes “but Festus is talking”

Jason sat down in the grass, Leo coping him, the two of them with their backs on the stone wall.

“This ship will be amazing”

“The Argo II, we are the new argonauts”

“Why you call the ship like that?”

Leo smiled, while he picked up a burger of the plate.

“You are Jason, you were like a leader in the Roman camp, and you are having a boat, and Perseus doesn’t have a boat in the legends, and, technically, he is form Argos”

“Did you look myths to came up with a name of the boat?”

“I consider calling Leo’s Doom Boat, or Festus’ Boat, Annabeth said it was wise to call it Argo”