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lustwithoutlore · 2 months
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Stephanie, clearly upset: I just spent $30 at the grocery store and all I got was eggs, mayonnaise, fruit, and pop.
Tim: Oh so prices have gone down, that’s good.
Stephanie: …. I really hate you sometimes, Tim. Really hate you.
Tim: Isn’t $30 for all that cheap?
Stephanie, calling Jason: I need an immediate extraction I’m about to kill Tim.
Jason: … And you need the extraction, why?
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charlietheepicwriter7 · 2 months
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De-Aged Danny, gesturing to a dazed Bruce inside Wayne Manor: And this is Bruce! Otherwise known as the Himbo! Reporters: Hmm, yes, interesting... Bruce: What the- Danny: I'm not sure what that word means. I heard it from Dick, but no one will give me my answer, not even Jason, who is easily bribed. Bruce: Why are there reporters in my house!? Danny, innocent and childlike: They asked to come inside, Bruce! They seemed like really nice people, so I thought it'd be polite to give them a tour. Bruce, filled with infinite patience: I really wish you had asked me before you did that, chum. Danny: But why? We don't have anything to hide... do we, Bruce?
Or, in order to rise to the Ghost Throne, Danny has to complete a series of trials to prove he is capable of ruling (or any other reason, Danny just needs to do trials to prove himself).
The last trial, issued by Clockwork, is thus: discover the Wayne Family secret in two weeks without the use of any of his powers.
He has one shapeshift to pick a form that could endere him to the Waynes, but only one before he starts and he has to get close to the family by his own wits. Danny, after studying the family and reading of one sentence summary of each Wayne, picks the body of a six-year-old little boy that looked like a child Jason Todd.
Bruce: That child is up to something. Dick, third favorite: I don't know, Bruce; he acts like a normal kid. Jason, #1 favorite: I doubt the old man's ever met a normal kid. Tim, least favorite: Bruce is right, but can you please not talk like the villains from Chicken Run.
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fakakta-art · 1 year
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FINALLY got a new laptop after mine shit the bed, anyways i've been thinking of this post the entire time waiting to draw it.
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sheiyavlad · 2 years
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Haven't posted in a minute. First had no inspiration, then got really sick and now my i have to go to the hospital soonish :|
art will slow down even more, sorry for that.
Anyway! Here is baby jason as an angry little brother for damian. He turned out so cute omg.
Dick Grayson - Conner Kent - Kara Danvers - Tim Drake
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Jason and Reyna are so "Best friends to strangers" coded it's tragic.
that one scene in boo where Jason and Piper arrive at the camp half blood battle, and Reyna just doesn't spare a glance at Jason, and he was shocked to realize that Reyna was addressing Piper like they'd known eachother forever, but not Jason.
Like. Omg. I wish Rick expanded more on how Jason was feeling at that particular moment. Because it definitely hurts not getting acknowledged by your old friend whom you thought you were on good terms with.
IDK about y'all but that just HURT like hell :( Reyna was initially upset that Piper and him were dating but she even ended up making peace with Piper, but not Jason.
gosh the tragedy of Jeyna's friendship just gives me all the feels.
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robbed-ghost · 1 year
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Bruce can’t cook for shit but for the last 30+ years he’s perfected the art of secretly seasoning Alfred’s bland British food from right under his nose.
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haveihitanerve · 24 hours
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Little boy damian who has league training but is also like four and also like extraordinary in love with his siblings and new bat family so please just imagine a very itty bitty tiny damian dwarfed in an oversize (massively oversized because its bruce’s) batman hoodie, holding a butter knife and his six foot four, built like a tank older brothers hand, glaring fiercely at some random goon who literally was just walking down the street but jason tensed so damians on guard going “don't touch my brother!” with the most serious four year old face but the highest pitched little child voice and jason is fighting for his life not to laugh and the goon is about to piss his pants, both from laughter and from fear because while jason is allowed to laugh if the goon laughs at damian then jason will not let the goon live and yeah…
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koraesrambles · 2 months
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More Winchester vs Batfam thoughts
Dick and Dean bonding over being inhumanly beautiful people who were sexualized from an early age and using their sexual nature as a shield.
Sam and Jason bonding over feeling like they'll never be as good as their big brothers.
Sam and Jason bonding over love of literature.
Dean and Jason being total nerds about guns and Jason feeling so vindicated about his gun stance.
Dick talking to Sam about how everyone deserves a chance to reform and that resonating with Sam in a way that frightens him.
The four of them bonding over a super overprotective parent that also was cool with them being child soldiers.
All four of them bonding over living nomadically (or homelessly) in their younger years, and rheir various experiences with poverty (Sam and Dean totally make fun of the other two for becoming rich boys.)
Endless hours of morality debates that absolutely end up with someone with a broken nose.
Giving each other lock picking tips
Dick and Sam bonding over being The Smart Kids that then get shown up by a computer super genius (Tim and Charlie)
Winchesters making fun of the bat boys for being citykids, batboys mocking the Winchesters for being small town hicks.
All of them bonding over their love of cool cars (Sam acts like he doesn't care, but 100% has Opinions.)
Sam and Jason bonding over college dreams
Sam and Dick bond over being mathletes (nerds!)
Dick and Dean bond over thinking school overall was a waste of time.
Dick and Dean bond over having to take care of their dads when they were young.
Dick and Sam bonding over their desperate desire to be good but also harboring a lot of deep anger.
Jason and Dean not used to having to compete for being the funniest person in the room.
Jason and Dean bonding over their desire to protect young kids.
Dick and Dean commiserate in being the older, but shorter, brothers.
The four of them trying to compete in a trivia game. It does not go well. No one has a good time.
Dean: wait, so you two aren't real brothers?
Jason: I will shoot you in the face.
Dean: that's not what I meant!
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tomcat-reusables · 7 months
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Asteroid city doodles
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aezuria · 28 days
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SOMEONE NEEDS TO WRITE AMERICAN FOOTBALLER JASON RIGHT NOW like guys. you can’t tell me he won’t be one of those popular jocks. literally EVERYONE knows abt him and it’s not js cause he’s on the football team it’s cause he’s genuinely so nice and sweet and every girl (me) wants him but he has no girlfriend (cause he’s actually really awkward) literal golden boy, teachers love him bc he actually tries in class (he sits in the back off the class cause his friends want him to and he always forgets his glasses so he has to squint) but when he does bring them??? doves are chirping, trumpets are blaring, WHO is this angel bestowed upon us???? oh yk it’s just JASON star football player GRACE good lord imagine him studying in the library with his glasses sliding down his nose and his hand in his hair as he rests his elbow against the table. his eyebrows furrowed in concentration as the veins on his forearm pop from the way he’s squeezing his pencil. and he’s wearing a TIGHT black shirt that shows off his arms GOD I NEED HIM WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME
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morgansunflower · 1 year
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Can't Run From Me
Garfield Logan X Batsis! Reader
Damian Wayne X Raven
Warnings:suggestive content, explicit language and angst
Words:1476
Arthur's notes! Third P. O. V! Reader is Damian's full blood sister! Good mom Talia. Loosely based off of Beast Boy Loves Raven.
Requested taglist @too-strong-to-lose
To spare those whom they love Damian and his twin blood sister Y/N leave their family.
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Y/N touches Alfred's head. He was almost killed by the assassin's Ra's sent. Alfred was hooked to a breathing machine and covered completely in bandages. This was a message. A threat.
"I'm so sorry Alfred.."
Gathering only what she needs, excluding anything her father could use to track her down. As everyone's main focus was on Alfred she used to the opportune moment to leave. Can't harm the target if the target isn't there. She hated not telling Damian goodbye or her family. Jason was going to have a justifiable shit fit. Dick will probably panic for a very long time. The whole family will probably try to find her but she can't let that happen. She had to erase all contact with her friends and family.. Including her fiancé Garfield. Y/N traveled deep in the woods. She started a small fire. She lays a small blanket on the ground. She hears rustling in the woods. She quickly took her weapons out.
"tt I've been tracking you for 90 miles" Damian says walking closer to his sister.
"Damian! What are you doing here?!" she shouted in frustration putting her, weapons back.
"the same reason you are. You weren't the only intended target" he coldly said.
"you know we can never see any of them again. You won't be able to see Raven"
".. I know..." he said bitter
"if you want to cry it's OK I cried for like 3 hours"
"I'm fine and I already know you did!" he snapped
Garfield tried calling Y/N but the stupid thing kept dropping his call. She wasn't home or anywhere he checked. Rachel teleported to each location she knew Damian could be and for some strange reason she can't mind-link with him. Garfield and Rachel look for each other hoping the other knew where their significant other was.
"Garfield! Where's Damian?" she demanded with her eyes glared.
"where's Y/N? Wait you can't find Damian?.."
"you can't find Y/N?.."
"you don't think that they?.." Gar stammered.
"Damian won't allow me into his mind... Either he's dead or he is going to be" she said with her hands on her hips angered.
"they really do not handle guilt well"
Y/N and Damian stood back to back. She held the sword her mother gave her while Damian held his own sword. They both spin a circle as the assassin's swarm around them.
"I told you we should have gone northwest!" Damian hissed
"at least they can't hurt anyone we care about.. You should have stayed home" she bitterly mumbled "as tempting as I know it is for you.. Don't kill"
"I know!" he snapped
Y/N blocked the blow from assassin. Damian and Y/N held them off as best as they could. She runs skidding to cut the leg of the assassin running to Damian. She thrust kicked an assassin. They were outnumbered... Y/N blocked holding back the large assassin's sword. She struggles as he inches closer. Damian tried to get to his sister but he was surrounded. Suddenly a bear roars in the distance. Raven appears, she uses her powers to throw several assassin's to the trees. Garfield runs to Y/N tackling the assassin. He pins him down to the ground roaring to him. Y/N kicked the assassin running to Garfield. They run to Gar as he thrust them away with his paws.
"retreat!!"
The rest of the assassin's listened to their order's. Rachel landed onto her feet.
"Beloved--" she slaps him across his face "I suppose I deserved that..."
Y/N lifts her head to her lover, still in a bear form. He lowly arched his back down to her and growled angered.
"I know.." she sighed
He changed to his original self and pulls her into his arms.
"after all we've been through.. Shit.. Baby you could've.. "
He gives her sweet kiss trying to calm down his anxiety from almost losing her.
"I'm sorry" she apologized genuinely
"you are so important to me babe. I love you. I am here for you"
In Gotham their absence was truly worrying the family. After endless hours of searching.. Jason laid down on his side unable to calm down. Artemis could feel the stress radiating off of him. She had just returned to find her husband in his great distress. She lays in the bed with him. She kisses his temple and then snaked her hand down his chest.
"I'm not in the mood Artemis" he snapped
Rather than get upset she knew something was very wrong by the hint of sadness in his tone and that he didn't even want to have sex.
"my love" she kisses his neck "turn around"
He turns around to face her. She holds his hand. He pulls her to lay on his chest. She leans her head up to kiss his face.
He stuttered shaken from his emotions trying to get the better of him "if that bastard fucking hurts them" he fights tears "there just kids Artemis, what if he?.. Why the hell didn't they come to me?.. We can't find Talia.. For all we know she could be.. " he let out a deep breath trying to calm his emotions.
That morning they went to Garfield's safe house. Each couple shared their own respected rooms. Whilst in each other's arms, Garfield kisses his fiancée. They had been engaged for 3 months now. His poor lover had been sick. Throwing up during the mornings, she seemed sore in all the right or wrong places. She laid with Gar while closely to him. Garfield eyes went wide hearing something very special in her abdomen area. He leans down as she sleeps listening very carefully. Their babies.. Two little babies. That following day Garfield and Damian went on patrol to ensure that they were safe from any threats.
"stay 5 feet away from me.. I don't want to get sick"
Garfield rolled his eyes at his friend's remark. Afterwards they changed to their civilian clothes to get food before heading home. Garfield snuck away from Damian to the baby department. He looked at the array of infant clothes feeling quite overwhelmed. Damian approached his friend.
"don't you suppose it be wise to wait for your urges to start a family" Damian scolded
"that's true but..." he lifts up the little Batman themed onesies with a, soft smile "it's kinda too late"
"Garfield..... Is my sister?" Damian was completely taken aback.
"two buns are currently in the oven... You gonna kill--" Garfield stammered as he smiled. "are you ok?"
"delighted" he smiled. "however you should learn to control your urges"
"well I'm not the one who wan--" he cut Garfield off quickly
"again must I remind you she is, my sister!!"
Back home.
"deep breaths Y/N. I sense your quite nervous. What's wrong?" Rachel asked her friend.
"I.. I think I'm pregnant" she blurted out
Y/N and Rachel walk through the store to look for pregnancy tests. She grabbed several boxes. Rachel went to snacks that Y/N had been craving for. She made her way to the baby clothes unable to avoid them. She sees her husband to be. He was shocked seeing her beautiful face. She sees him holding the infant outfits and two little stuffed bears. She was speechless. Rachel walked up holding the snacks and saw Damian with a kind smile. That instantly made her want to start a family with him. Garfield looks at the pregnancy test. He smiled softly.
"you uh.. You can put those back" he said
She couldn't move as she was genuinely overwhelmed. Her eyes begin to shake. Damian takes the boxes away from his sister to put them back but not before kissing her head. Garfield walks closer to her taking her face into his hands. He kisses her and hugs her. Garfield put the adorable infant clothes back and gives the bears to Dami with the money for them. He then took his lover outside to the car. She was already in tears. He opens the car, door for her. They sit in the car together.
"y-you're sure?.." she asked before she broke.
"I'm completely certain.." his eyes start to shake as cups her abdomen "and I'm also certain that I am so so happy.. I'm so sorry you can't be with your family. It kills me that I can't fix this.. I know it's too dangerous, but I--" he holds her hand "I promise that this is not going to be forever. Sooner or later we will see your family and.. My family too.."
She kisses him "Garfield, my only love. I appreciate all you've done to keep me safe. We are going to be, OK"
He nodded beginning to feel quite emotional hugging her "I know with you with me, I'll be OK. That we'll be ok"
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mikakuna · 3 months
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batman really just be saying shit. "killing the joker will make you the same as him"
like oh yes of course. you're definitely on par with a man who's killed thousands of innocents because you killed one person. bitch please. you're telling me bruce being a pussy enabler is why thousands of people die at the hands of one person? he should just go to therapy after killing the joker if it's that big of a deal. if you're gonna take on a role as serious and God-like as Batman/hero, you need to accept that you have to do immoral and messed up things. there's no reason to really make batman so strictly Moral if the supervillains he fights really show no shame in mass murdering and torturing innocents- innocents in a city that he swears is his and his to protect.
in a universe like dc where supervillains (+people who work with chemicals that aren't usable in the real world) exist and absolutely cannot be tied down in prison, killing is likely one of the only ways to keep cities safe. like sorry but batman has to kill the joker, a mass murderer, if he wants gotham to become a safer place. it's that or create an indestructible prison that no villains can escape from no matter what. which surprisingly hasn't been made yet, from what i know, despite all the amazing tech bruce has and can afford
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nikikikiko · 3 months
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bc of my maka nightcore post ive been thinking a lot abt what music the characters would like and i am convinced ive figured it out… sorta.
soul & tsubaki like jazz and i refuse to change that, they are THE jazz for your soul meme, but soul also really likes just about anything so maka is thoroughly SHOCKED he cannot handle something like nightcore
Tsubaki also loves her vocaloid music. she’s a proud hatsune miku supporter and has dragged blackstar down into hatsune hell with her. i imagine vocaloid is what they play for group study sessions when they need music
I like to think Blackstar talks big but his music is actually full of j-pop , musical theatre , and a hint of whatever else everyone else listens to. His playlist is potentially the scariest of everyones bc there is a high chance this guy listen’s to never gonna give you up unironically and this time is the peak of rickrolling so watch ur Back.
Patty is a huge supporter of death metal and rock. On the other hand, she too is a nightcore fan but only nightcore of my little pony friendship is magic songs. somehow that feels right
Liz and Kid actually uhm share a music taste they share rap, lotus juice and some pop. they also generally r easily going to cry at movie instrumentals bc they r SO PRETTY (and who can BLAME them???)
crona nightcore supporter but like also supporter of the fucked up vocaloid songs. like yk the ones that kikuo makes or okaa-san and what not. but maka has definitely converted crona into how to be a heartbreaker nightcore superiority and it has tainted how crona learns how to enjoy pop music now (soul is DYING in the background)
is this real no is it my headcanons now yes
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red-jaebyrd · 1 year
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Company For The Lonely
Summary: Dick could kick his own ass for not remembering what this particular day did to Jason every year.
Notes: This fic started off as a small ficlet in response to this art prompt "Lonely" by doc-anders. 
I figured today was the perfect day to reblog this old fic of mine.
It was late and all Dick wanted to do right now was sleep. It had been a particularly busy week patrolling at night and even busier days at work. Every muscle in his body was screaming for rest and a reprieve. He was headed to his bedroom when he thought he heard a faint knock on his door.
He paused in the hallway to listen for another knock. Faintly, there was a second round of rapping on his door accompanied by shuffling feet. Dick racked his brain trying to figure out who would be showing up at his apartment this late at night. Looking into the peephole Dick was caught off guard at who he saw standing at his door. It was Jason. He quickly opened the door.
“Jase! You’re in the Blud. You didn’t call.” 
“Yeah, I was in the neighborhood and figured I’d return your Walkman…” Jason mumbled.
“You’re here at 1am to return the Walkman you stole ten years ago…” Dick joked, but his smile faded as he took in the state of Jason standing in front of him. Jason wasn’t looking at him. There were bags under his eye and they were slowly filling with tears. “Jay, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing…it’s just…” Jason choked out. “…I’m just,”
And before Dick knew it, Jason launched himself at Dick wrapping both arms around him in a hug. “Can I stay here for a while?”
Dick quickly snapped out of his stupor and returned the hug. “You know you can.”
It was the hug from Jay that had startled Dick the most. The sudden embrace and request was more jarring than actually seeing Jason standing outside his apartment at one in the morning. It wasn’t an unusual occurrence to have Jason at his place at this hour, though he usually came through the window, dressed in his uniform, and coming from patrol. Not showing up at his door with a backpack and wearing civvies.
He could feel a measure of tension release from Jason as his grip got tighter. Something had deeply shaken his brother and it was starting to scare Dick. Hugs weren’t something Jason easily gave out to anyone. Jason was more likely to gift him the most expensive pair of Nikes rather than give Dick a hug. Dick knew this first hand. 
To say Jay wasn’t big on hugs wasn’t an exaggeration, but he made an exception for Dick. He typically avoided most physical contact but would at rare times seek out Dick for an awkward one armed hug. Dick respected his space, but sometimes it was hard to refrain from putting his arm around his little brother to fulfil his need for physical touch. Jason never shrugged off the arm, though at times Dick could feel a slight tension in his shoulders and took that as his cue to let go.
When Jay had been younger he would seek out hugs from Dick and even Bruce, but once he had come back from The Pit, something in him had changed. The need for touch had vanished and Dick had missed the hugs from his little brother.  Still there were times that if Dick asked for a hug, Jason would oblige.
Tonight was different. Jason held on to Dick like a lifeline. Clasping onto him as if he would fall apart if he let go. Something must be horribly wrong for Jason to be so needing of contact and company.
“Jase…Jay talk to me, please?” Dick implored, rubbing soothing circles on Jason’s back.
Jason shook his head. “It’s…its stupid. I shouldn’t have…”
“It’s not stupid. Tell me.”
Jason broke the embrace not answering the question. His eyes were wet and red rimmed. “Not right now, but I’ll tell you later.”
Dick nodded his head, “Okay.” He stepped aside gesturing Jason into the apartment.
Dick wasn’t so sure Jason would tell him what was wrong, but he didn’t want to press the issue, or come on too strong. Jason was known for holding all his crap inside until he burst. The casualties of his anger were always the criminals he encountered on patrol. While Jason encouraged his brothers to tell him their shit so they could get it out, Jason never burdened them with his troubles. 
“Okay, Little Wing. I’ll get some fresh sheets and you can have the bed.”
“No, Dick I’ll take the couch,” Jason sniffed, using his sleeve to wipe his eyes. “The couch is fine.”
“Decision is made. You’re getting the bed, I’m getting the couch. C’mon.” Dick took Jason’s backpack from his arm and walked to his bedroom. 
Once he got Jason settled with fresh sheets on his bed, he grabbed a blanket and his pillow and made his way to the living room. Something kept niggling at the back of his brain. Something he was forgetting kept itching, forcing him to remember. Dick walked over to the peg board in his kitchen and glanced at the calendar. He looked at the date and blanched…April 27th.
Shit!
It was April 27th. 
The day everything had changed for Jason. 
The day that his brother had been tortured and horrifically taken from him and Bruce. 
A day that Jason shouldn’t have to remember, yet he knew Jason remembered every detail of that day in the warehouse. From the impact of every hit of the crowbar to the smell of the Joker’s breath on his face taunting his death.  
No wonder Jason showed up at his apartment in his current state. It all made sense now. He didn’t want to be alone, not on this day. Dick could kick his own ass for not remembering what this particular day did to Jason every year. He should have known to look out for the date, but instead he allowed himself to get bogged down with work and cases leaving Jason to fend for himself. 
Shit.
Every year around this time he and Jason made plans to get away from the city. They’d take the Range Rover from Bruce’s garage and drive to the country to go camping and just hang out away from the chaos and trauma of that terrible day. 
Each year Jason revealed to Dick a new detail about the day he had died. It had been unnerving for Dick to hear at first, but he knew that Jason had needed the opportunity to purge the ugliness from his mind. Allowing that darkness to fester inside his little brother wasn’t an option, not when Dick could be that secure presence and nonjudgmental ear Jason had needed to heal. 
Dick never knew what exact words of comfort Jason had wanted to hear during all those times he had divulged a new fact about the warehouse. If he were honest with himself, there were no words to tell Jason to have made him feel better. Instead Dick had done what he felt was the right thing to do. He had kept his mouth shut giving Jason his full attention as he listened to Jason talk without interruption. Dick had desperately tried to school his features but never really succeeded as silent tears were shed with every word from Jason’s mouth. Once Jason had also started crying, story time was over and it was Dick’s turn to pick up the broken pieces with a hug. These camping trips had been the only time Jason’s true vulnerability had shown up. 
It had been the first one of these trips that Jason had opened up to him that on this particular day he had hated being alone. Dick had always thought of Jason as a solitary creature and he had been right. However, when it had come to the anniversary of his death, Jason hated being by himself. 
He had been alone when the Joker had beaten him up in that warehouse. 
He had been alone waiting for Bruce to find him. 
He had been alone when the bomb had finally gone off and killed him.
Dick needed to do something now and fast. He patted softly to the bedroom and knocked lightly.
“Jase…I know you’re awake.” 
Dick opened the door and sat on the bed. 
“I…I know what day it is. I’m sorry I didn’t plan our weekend better. We can still sneak over to the Manor and take the Rover to the mountains. Or we can hang out here, watch movies, and order take out. It’s your choice.”
Jason sat up slowly and turned around to face Dick. He looked so tired and lost, but relieved that Dick had finally figured it out. The sadness in his brother’s eyes was still there and it hurt Dick’s heart. He gently placed a hand on Jason’s shoulder. Jason wrapped his arms around him for another hug. 
“I’m so sorry Jay, I screwed up.”
“Not your fault,” Jason said, breaking the embrace. “We’ve all been pretty busy. You look like shit too by the way.” 
“Thanks,” Dick laughed.
Jason shifted the blankets off of him and swung his legs off the bed.  “I’ll go with you to get the Rover. Maybe we can raid the kitchen while we’re there.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
There was still one more question Dick had to ask Jason. 
“Did you happen to bring my Walkman?”
“Dude, I lost that thing like 10 years ago. It’s long gone.”
“Just as well,” Dick shrugged. “I lost your iPod.”
Jason laughed and threw a pillow at him.
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cloud-hymn · 2 years
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we have been wholly deprived of tim and damian developing a relationship and it’s really starting to break my heart
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