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16. what's the weirdest compliment you've gotten? <3
hhhhhhmmmmmm. i honestly don’t know…. i guess i could say my laugh since the compliment is usually so backhanded?? idk
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steph as the third robin is a much more interesting story than tim as the third robin but y’all aren’t ready for that conversation
bruce saying “i’ll never have another partner again” but then steph is a child vigilante all on her own to stop her dad, and batman keeps trying to tell her that it’s dangerous but she won’t listen and keeps going out every night. but she reminds bruce of jason and she’s doing the vigilante thing anyway, so shit he has no choice but to train this child so she won’t get hurt or killed and so he takes in another robin because he realizes that it was about helping them find an outlet and steph is going to be doing this with or without him and he would much prefer she do it with him rather than go headfirst into danger alone
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didnt want to talk about it but i feel like im actually going insane
anti-queer laws are popping up everywhere, fascism is on the rise in every country around me, including my own which is famous for the atrocities of its past that happened not even 100 years ago and only got this far bc no one thought he'd get through with it
a pandemic that WASNT defeated and is STILL around and endangering everyone yet nigh everyone acts like its a thing of the past
the entire creativity of humanity being stolen and chewed up in a maschine so companies can make an endless shitty new schlock of media to pay even less to even less people and earn more or for some entitled tech bros thinking that all art is is the jpeg on screen deluding themselves into believing they now have a privilege denied to them by the talent-god even tho that god never existed and the only one who denies them the ability to make art is themselves
the climate visibly going haywire and few things are done against it, if at all even
and now i am watching a genocide happen while every piece of media joins into the propaganda of the oppressor, of course i dont think hamas is good, a terror organisation is a terror organisation no matter who they claim to fight for, and i am not defending them, hell no, but why are we being told to cheer on an entire country being wiped out for something a small group did, knowing that wiping palestine from existence has been the goal of israel all this time and this has now given them a good excuse and international support to finish it off??
the war russia started agaisnt ukraine is still ongoing, isnt there also a genocide happenign in armenia? and one against a minority in china as well?? probably even more i havent even heard about..
i didnt know about the details of whats happening to palestine until a few days ago either but now, on top of everything, i feel like im losing it, what even is happening, how am i supposed to just .. go on with my daily life while all of that is going on, not losing your faith into humanity has become a real challenge over these last few years even tho i know its vital to keep it alive bc the pit of thinking its all lost anyway is deep and only makes things worse for everyone
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hi hi :D i saw identity's request with floyd so for the event, id like to request...
stargazing - jade - mainly fluffy romance (preferably tooth rotting stuff)
hope you have a great day!
Stargazing; Jade Leech
Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, romance (aiming for cardiac arrest)
Word Count; 650+
AN; The second of three Jade requests, which I am more than happy to write. Much like with Identity, consider this as a wedding present ^v^ As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist
The waves crashed against the cliffs. The wind weaved between the blades of grass that covered the dunes. The waning crescent moon hung low in the sky, mirrored in the dark sea. And above you were stars and nebulas, foreign yet holding an air of familiarity. Of home. But you weren’t alone. Beside you, sitting in the shallow water just deep enough to cover his gills, was Jade, sitting in the pale moonlight in his mer-form, glowing faintly. And you sat beside him in the water, looking up to the sky with wonder in your eyes.
“It’s stunning,” you whisper, trying to decide on what to focus on. “Thank you for inviting me, Jade.”
Jade shifted in the water, turning so he was closer to you. “Truly it is my pleasure, Prefect,” he chuckled.
It was always Prefect, and never your name. After months of friendship you thought he would have dropped the title in favour of your name. “Why do you call me Prefect,” you ask, turning to look at him.
You always thought Jade was beautiful, both inside and out despite what others say, but now, he looked ethereal. Features highlighted in the pale silver light of the moon and the blue from his own bioluminescence. It really wasn’t fair, especially since your feelings have shifted from merely platonic months ago. If a crush lasts more than four months, it’s not a crush; it’s love. The puppy crush had shifted from that, a mere crush, to a soul shattering love. But you had not wanted to push your luck
Jade hummed to himself, “Well, what would you like me to call you then?” You could tell from the way his eyes glimmered that he was teasing you. Plus there was the ever faint smile he only had when he was subtly poking fun, of when he was trying to push your buttons.
You groaned and splashed him with water. “You’re awful. I thought Floyd would be the most troublesome, but you are so much worse,” you teased back.
A star shot across the sky. Was this a sign? To wish for something more? That your — what you believed — one-sided crush was reciprocated?
“Did you make a wish?” Jade was now brushing shoulders with you and looking at you with an intensity that you’ve only seen a handful of times. “Do you think it will come true?”
You leaned into him, “Mhm, but if I told you, then it wouldn’t come true. Bad luck and all.”
He looked at you from the corner of his eye, “May I tell you my wish then?”
Was this a sign?
“But if you tell me, it won’t come true,” you give him a confused look.
Jade hummed to himself, eyes tracing your face before locking in on your eyes. Gazing so deeply, as if he was looking directly into your soul. “But what if it does?” But what if it does, my dear? “I would be willing to test the fates to see it come to fruition.”
You sighed, prompting him to go on. So he did. He took your hand in his and place it over his chest, where his heart resided.
“My wish,” he breathed out gently, “is to be with you, my dear Prefect. If you will have me.”
His heartbeat was steady, and he was looking at you with such tenderness, with such love, that you could have sworn that your heart stopped. That this was some cruel prank. But no, this was sincere. This was real. Jade felt the same as you, and subjected himself to vulnerability for you. There was no ulterior motive. No sharp smiles. Nothing else but truth in his olive and gold eyes.
You placed his hand over your own heart, which was beating as fast as a hummingbird’s wings. “I will always have you… if you will have me,” you said. Reflected in his eyes was another shooting star.
Make a wish.
Steeling yourself you placed a small kiss to his lips, but before you could retreat, Jade gave you one in return. “Was that your wish, my dearest?”
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