A fanfic idea:
Jason gets triggered by certain words into a soldier the league trained, and Damian tries to figure out if Jason is ظل(zala = shadow, translated by google) his "babysitter" and bodyguard from his childhood.
There is a situation where Damian has to battle someone and is forced to use a single weapon. After thinking about his odds, he chose ظل, because either he is right or wrong (of course, he is right)
Jason is frozen in his spot when Damian starts to say something in arabic. "عليك أن تخدم وتحمي رأس الشيطان. يجب أن تأخذ أنفاسك الأخيرة أثناء حمايتي. أنت جنديي الذي سوف يستمع وينفذ أوامري"
("You shall serve and protect the demon head. Your last breath shall be taken while protecting me. You're my soldier, who will listen and act to my orders", translated by google again).
After Damian finishes, you can see how his opponent just stands there and laughs until blood starts to run out of his mouth because he has a katana sticking out of his stomach. He spits blood and dies and bla bla bla, irrelevant.
The opponent falls to the ground and reveals Jason standing there, looking catatonic, no shine in his eyes, and Damian knew he was right.
However, he doesn't know how to "end" Jasons "soldiers' mode," which causes chaos afterward.
Damian is in school, he will see Jason sitting in a three in a league uniform (Jon is freaked out by it)
Damian is on a mission with the Titans? Well, he ain't going alone
However, Jason freaks everyone out, even his family. It seems like he doesn't need anything except training and Damians' presence.
Jason cooked a feast once, only for Damian, and when Tim tries to take something, he almost loses a hand (Jason did it only for a thread, if he wanted to he would have cut Tim's hand off).
It frustrates Damian so much after a while that he asks Bruce if his mother could come over (of course, Bruce says yes because he wants his son back).
When Talia arrives and she sees the state Jason is in, she talks with Jason on Arabic about "his state".
(Like, "Who are you?" "Your Soldier, my queen", "Who told you to protect Your Prince?" "My Prince himself requested my protection")
And of course, Talia gets Jason to snap out somehow (he pretends to have no memories about this time, but he knows everything).
(I didn't think further, but if you have any ideas, please let me know)
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i will always stand with my fellow goth subcultures and fashions even if it's not necessarily a style i like but I WILL make an exception for rockabilly goths. get the fuck outta here!!!!! i hold no love or acceptance for you. you make a sham of the tenets of goth fashion.
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No but it's...
the way they naturally fall into eachother's roles when the other isn't there.
the instinctual head-tilt when Crosshair stabilized his rifle on Tech's shoulder, as if they'd done it a thousand times before.
It's the fact that Tech clearly told Phee all about his brother.
It's the sad, fond smile on Crosshair's face when Omega said Tech made her memorize all the plans ("of course he did").
It's the way Tech knew exactly where to look for that mirror.
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The night before Andrew’s first pro game, he receives a box from a company he is intimately familiar with. Pretty pink calligraphy branding the pristine white box with Allison’s fashion logo. It’s a rather large box, and Andrew is expecting the worst, like bright pink pompoms, but when he opens it, there are several neatly folded piles of silky material—armbands.
The first pair in each bundle is a simple black, but as he goes through them, he finds the colors changing, colors matching his new uniforms, colors Andrew would never usually wear but was informed he’d have to during specific months of the year.
At the bottom of the box lay three pairs with a note labeling them “custom.” The first pair was all black, except for a small dagger on the insides of both wrists. The second set is similar in color, except when they catch the light, subtle color shines through. A stupid rainbow. The last set Andrew knows Neil must have had something to do with as they are bright orange and white, tiny little fox paws on the insides of both wrist.
There are two of each pair, thirty pairs total. At the bottom of the box is a note branded with Allison’s logo but also a tiny kangaroo, one that is also branded just above the elbow on every sleeve.
“First look at the new sports line. I call this one Rew.”
Andrew hates her, but he plays his first game, ensuring Allison’s logo is always visible.
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red hood, big guy that carries guns on every single pocket he has EXCEPT for that one pocket that he keeps full of cat treats so everytime he goes into an alley and finds a stray (or not) cat he kneels and feeds it so it's pretty common to see him with his arm extended at a cat while he goes "pstpstpst here, kitty kitty" with his softest voice
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