Blog is on official hiatus.

Sorry folks, I just don’t have the muse or attention span to keep up with Jason. I’m sure you guys have other ones that are way better with upkeep than me. If you’d like to roleplay still, I can do smaller ones through skype which is: destati.

Apologies to anyone who’s been waiting a thousand years on a reply. I just haven’t been able to work with it.

lazarus—rising has bumped into you.

its-od-for-me:


     Roy really enjoyed this couch by the looks of it, huddled into the arm chair with one of the small pillows. His chills weren’t letting up any and he had goosebumps but he’d ignore them for now. When the food is set before him, he flashes a smile and grabs for the bowl of pasta eagerly. It was good that he had an appetite now, because it might be gone by tomorrow morning. One of the many effects of withdrawal being the lack of hunger. 

                                   ”Thanks, Chef Jaybird.”

     He hums as he twists his fork into the bowl and eats a big mouthful without too much hesitation, hoping it tastes as good as it looks. “Mm.” There was the sign that it did in-fact taste good, slurping it right down. He pats a hand on the couch next to him, gesturing for Jason to sit by him.

      “Sit and eat, will you? Your standing about makes me nervous.” 

     A soft snort erupt from the ex-Robin, green eyes rolling while he too, takes a seat on the sofa to start digging into the pasta. “You haven’t dropped the nickname for me yet. Bad idea, Gingersnaps.” He muses aloud playfully, twirling his fork and scooping a portion of the spaghetti into his mouth.

     The low hum of the television nearby brought him a strange serenity of calm, despite his earlier fixations of beating the absolute hell out of the archer and nearly drowning him in the shower. Though, there was always a pending amount of possibilities that could erupt at any moment. Jason had little time to relax, despite the mood.

hforsyth:

Jason’s favourite flowers are obviously forget-me-nots.
(also I’m thinking about selling some of my Jason drawings for relatively cheap, so if you’re interested in any of them send me a message.)

hforsyth:

Jason’s favourite flowers are obviously forget-me-nots.

(also I’m thinking about selling some of my Jason drawings for relatively cheap, so if you’re interested in any of them send me a message.)

It all went by so {fast}

        I stillcan’t[change] the past

                I {always} will remember everything

lazarus—rising has bumped into you.

its-od-for-me:

He could almost literally feel those eyes locked on him closely, but besides the fidgeting and occasional shaking hands, he wasn’t too bad yet. It could get worse within the next hour, however. His entire body was beginning to ache in various places and he was cold, reminding him of how the flu felt but he did well to pretend he was fine. That growing hunger for another hit, another high was going to be the thing to really break this normality. 

Roy tilts his head to the side and flashes a smile at Jason’s words, still pretty flattered that he was getting a place to stay. Not quite short of a jail cell when he thought about it, but it was way better than being locked up in an actual cell. Plus, he had some company here and hopefully… good food.

The hand on his neck makes him shiver slightly, mostly from the nice warmth of it against chilled skin. “Heh, nah. In my state, I’d do better to just burn your place down. Probably safest to leave this to you.” He chuckles and lightly tugs that hair before releasing it, wandering over to take a seat in a chair. 

     It wasn’t going to get better anytime soon, but Jason was sure he could cover up the lesser symptoms with simple catering. He smirks, lowering his hand while the archer returns to his perch on the sofa. It took only a few more minutes to really cook the pasta to edible state. Grabbing a strainer nearby, he dumps the pot into the sink and stirs the sauce into the mixture.

    Two bowls and plastic cups were set out with forks, filled to order and stuck on the coffee table in front of Roy. “Dig in.”

Send one to see how my muse reacts.
  • "There’s nowhere we can hide."
  • "Don’t get too close."
  • "Maybe I should kill myself."
  • "I’m not listening."
  • "No one can hurt you now."
  • "Who do you think you are?"
  • "You’re gonna catch a cold."
  • "I wish that you would just leave."
  • "I love the way you laugh."
  • "A little evil goes a long, long way."
  • "Drink the wine."
  • "Maybe we could stick around for one more drink."
  • "Here’s to us."
  • "The last few days have kicked my ass."
  • "Nothing lasts forever."
  • "I don’t know what went wrong."
  • "I don’t need you here."
  • "Did I fall asleep?"
  • "I will not die."
  • "I’ll wait here for you."
  • "I feel numb."
  • "Deal with it."
  • "I don’t care."
  • "I hate the way I love you."
  • "I have no regrets."
  • "I love you too much to hide you."
  • "I didn’t kill anybody."
  • "There is no God."
  • "All monsters are human."
  • "You look beautiful, but you don’t look fine."
  • "You’re a liar and a cheat."
  • "Why do you think I’m here?"
  • "Crap, are you pregnant?"
  • "This is just perfect."
  • "You’ve done enough already."
  • "Do you know about the box?"

(Source: hot-headed-queen)

note to self: kick this blog back up in activity


S I D E S by Colours07

S I D E S by Colours07

(Source: madnizilla)