jericho mine


The biggest mistake I ever made was trusting you. Yeah, that’s right, Sami Zayn was right, but the thing is, I gotta take blame for this myself cause eight years ago, ten years ago, I would’ve done the same thing to you. And I would’ve done it first, I would’ve done it quicker, and I would’ve done it better. But I didn’t! Okay, I was complacent, I liked the idea of having a best friend, but you’re right, Kevin, you’re not my best friend. I don’t want you to be my best friend, you know why? Cause I’ve got a lot of friends. I’ve got a lot of friends here tonight. I GOT THOUSANDS OF FRIENDS HERE TONIGHT, RIGHT? I GOT BUDDIES, I GOT PALS, I GOT THE FRIENDS OF JERICHO, CHEER ME ON, MAAAAAAN!!!

anonymous asked:

Hey! Youre my favourite Titans blog so Im asking you: could you recommend some good comics with Joey Wilson/Jericho? I know hes not one of the most popular Titans but Im interested in him!

I love Joey. I wish I had more of him on my dash. Also I’m so glad you consider me your favorite Titans blog! tbh that’s what I aim for and that means a lot! And now, without further ado……

Tales of the Teen Titans



Annual #3





Teen Titans Spotlight


New Teen Titans v2


Annual #1










Annual #3


New Titans






~casually skips that period when Jericho turns evil~ 

Teen Titans v3





Nightwing v2 #106, Omega Men #35


“I thought research would be more glamorous, somehow. I’d give the librarian a secret code word and he’d give me the one book I needed and whisper the necessary page numbers. Like a speakeasy. With books.” - The Diviners, Libba Bray


“There is no greater power on this earth than story.” Will paced the length of the room. “People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense—words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions—words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History.” Will grabbed the sheaf of newspaper clippings he kept in a stack on his desk. “This, and these”—he gestured to the library’s teeming shelves—“they’re a testament to the country’s rich supernatural history.”

THE DIVINERS / @libbabraysactualblog


mabel rose & jericho jones; the diviners

“Mabel!” Jericho bounded down the steps after her. “Would you like to go to dinner or to the pictures sometime?”
Mabel’s face quicksilvered from shock to barely suppressed giddiness. “I’d love to. When?”
Back in the quiet of the library, Jericho congratulated himself. “I have a date,” he said to the empty room. A date. That was good, wasn’t it? It was progress. He gave the Metaphysickometer a gentle thump and set about tidying up the papers nearby.


Isn’t there some kinda ghost primer in this joint: Reading, Writing, ’Rithmetic, Ridding Yourself of Soul-Stealing Demons for Fun and Profit?-Lair of Dreams, Libba Bray