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Hyacinthus by Viria (http://viria.tumblr.com/)

I opened my eyes and saw a ghost—his face just as precious to me as Daphne’s. I knew his copper skin, his kind smile, the dark curls of his hair, and those eyes as purple as senatorial robes.

“Hyacinthus,” I sobbed. “I’m so sorry…”

He turned his face toward the sunlight, revealing the ugly dent above his left ear where the discus had struck him. My own wounded face throbbed in sympathy.

“Seek the caverns,” he said. “Near the springs of blue. Oh, Apollo…your sanity will be taken away, but do not…”

His image faded and began to retreat. I rose from my sickbed. I rushed after him and grabbed his shoulders. “Do not what? Please don’t leave me again!”

(…)

I sang of Hyacinthus, the most handsome of men. The West Wind Zephyros had also loved him, but I refused to share even a moment of Hyacinthus’s time. In my jealousy, I threatened Zephyros. I dared him, dared him to interfere.

I sang of the day Hyacinthus and I played discus in the fields, and how the West Wind blew my disc off course—right into the side of Hyacinthus’s head.

To keep Hyacinthus in the sunlight where he belonged, I created hyacinth flowers from his blood. I held Zephyros accountable, but my own petty greed had caused Hyacinthus’s death. I poured out my sorrow. I took all the blame.

Doodle of my favourite gremlins

Imagine the batboys switching roles

It starts with Tim and Damian arguing and Tim says something like, “You wouldn’t last a day as Red Robin, demon brat” and of course Damian takes that as a challenge. So, they decide to swap alter egos for a night. Jason thinks it’s stupid, but Dick loves it, so he gets Jason to join with him. When the night comes, they all put on each other’s outfits,(with some size adjustments, of course), Damian as Red Robin, Tim as Robin, Jason as Nightwing, and Dick as Red Hood.

As expected, Tim and Damian hate it. Tim had a different relationship with Bruce as Robin, and hates being treated like Damian.(being treated like a kid) Damian doesn’t understand why Tim works with anyone he works with, Tim’s staff is too long for him, and his notes are so sloppy(from sleep deprivation)he can’t make any sense of them to work on cases. When the night is over, both of them are tired, and somehow hate each other even more. They both expect Dick and Jason to come back the same way.

Dick and Jason, however, loved it.

Dick loves being Red Hood. The armor makes him feel safe, guarded. Even if he gets shot or stabbed, it doesn’t hit him. The helmet is extremely efficient, and he never has to worry about his identity. He feels invincible. He uses the guns, but doesn’t kill anyone. Still, they make his work much easier and efficient. He feels strong, powerful, secure.

Jason loves being Nightwing. The ecrisma sticks that he used to think were dumb, now filled him excitement. Hearing criminals scream as they were electrocuted or the thunk of the stick landing on someone’s skull was as satisfying as shooting a gun. Even though he thinks it’s impractical, he loves the outfit, too. It’s thin, so when he jumps off of skyscrapers he can feel all the wind rushing against his skin. It makes him feel higher than any drug could make him. Now he get Dick’s love for jumping off high buildings. He feels light, strong, free.

Tim and Damian are shocked. They never expected the other two to have such a good time while they suffered. Of course, the peace couldn’t last forever. In the middle of Jason and Dick fangirling over each other, Tim leans over and whispers to Damian, “Told you ya couldn’t handle it”

Reblog if your icon is a perfect person.

someone: *implies in any way that fanfiction is shameful, embarrassing, or lesser than other forms of writing*

me:

Batman @ Robin:

me reading the percy jackson books in fifth grade: yeah that’s a normal age for them to go on all those insane quests

me age 21 seeing the percy casting and realizing that they were in fact babies: hey what the fuck

Reblog this if you care about your idols health (mental and physical) more than them preforming multiple shows a week without a break.

Dick: Okay, who’s turn is it to give the pep talk?

Damian: [sighing] It’s Todd’s turn.

Jason: Fuck shit up out there but don’t die.

Tim: [wiping away a tear] Inspirational.

So, Shiro was on board the whole time?