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Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010)
Closed starter for @jp-todd-rp
"Hey. Um." Grace swallowed, adjusting the phone against her ear, a lead weight in her stomach. "Yeah, no. I'm fine. Can we talk?"
She could hear Jason's concern over the line, and he had reason for it, but Grace had to do this over the phone. She had no choice. "I've been thinking. About everything.... And um- I think it might be good if you stay out there with Roy a bit longer. Y'know? I want us to take a break."
What?
''What?''
Jason's stomach dropped as the words repeated themselves in his head. And again.
No, this couldn't be—
Jason only half-registered that Roy was asking him something, turning to him by the sheer tone of Jason's voice, but Jason could only repeat his question through the phone. ''Grace, what—"
think i wanna get beat up w/ aftercare so i can experience someone feeling remorse for treating me badly
Jason returned the hold Dick had on his hand, but he hesitated before he dared to push himself back up to his feet. His legs felt weak, trembling as he did, but he held on, quietly grateful for it.
Kitchen.
Food.
Right.
Jason led them through the dark of the apartment towards the open kitchen area and he hovered near the lightswitch. With his eyes clenched shut, he ticked the kitchen light on. He kept his head low, knowing he must look utterly horrible, the shame trickling down his spine, and Jason waved a hand towards the cabinets. ''Just - just use whatever.''
If Jason's mind had been all there, he would have taken note of the way that Dick's touch seemed to linger on him. His hand. His hair. His face. Close, too close.
If he had the cognitive function left to properly register it.
But all he felt was the quiet in his head left in the wake of those touches.
Jason sat at Dick's firm request, and as his eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness, he let Dick's presence soak through him. He moved through the kitchen, searching and cooking, the smell spreading, and that vicious beast in Jason's head eased and settled. Not gone. Never gone. But it was...
He could breathe.
Jason blinked, staring at the food in front of them—Dick had been in the kitchen still, hadn't he? How had...
''Oh...''
Thank you.
Jason exhaled slowly, sagging a little against Dick's shoulder before he dug in. Slowly. And with each bite, Jason felt the lump in his throat burn more, tightening his throat, and he felt his eyes burn with it.

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Reblog if your muse would risk their life to save a loved one
surprise Stephie-selfie
Reblog this post if you support Cannon/OC pairings.
I want to see how many of us are out there.
Closed starters for @protectxthem
"Twenty-three-year-old male," the paramedic rattled off without breaking stride after they had rolled through the sliding doors with the stretcher. "Motorcycle versus guardrail. Helmet on, significant impact. GCS thirteen in the field, now drifting. Blood pressure eighty-eight over fifty-six, heart rate one-forty. Decreased breath sounds on the left. Suspected flail chest. Open fracture to the right femur. Two large-bore IVs, one unit whole blood en route."
Jason blinked against the bright lights overhead, wanting to interject, wanting to say anything - something - but the words wouldn't come to him. Nor would his breath. Shit, why couldn't he breathe?
He shifted, trying to reach for the people that were milling around him, trying to tell them, trying to -
owch.

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Hi I just wanted to say that the beefier I draw men, the more I want them covered in blood, okay?
Anyway, Jason is part of my Trophy Hitman collection now. It is too late for him. Let's get an F in chat for the poor bastard.
I really liked the backrooms movie
I’m not medicated enough to deal with this shit.
''Dare I ask?''
“Nope. Nope! Nope nope nope.”
''... need a punching bag?''
“A gun.”
''Oh, now we're talking. I'm headed your way, Red.''
I’m not medicated enough to deal with this shit.
''Dare I ask?''
“Nope. Nope! Nope nope nope.”
''... need a punching bag?''
I’m not medicated enough to deal with this shit.
''Dare I ask?''

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Pride ! 🏳️🌈
Punched a homophobe in the face. Already considering this day a win.
Can we bring back dash commentary?
Did your muse perk up at something I wrote?/posted? Are they angry? Judgemental? Laughing? I'd LOVE to hear their thoughts.
Like let me put any fears to rest, you are not:
Bothering/intruding in any way on a thread.
Unwelcome, ever.
Obligated to write more/less than you feel like. One line banters are always fun!
Dash commentary breathes so much life into an rpc, let's revive the practice.