Secretly Scarlett

Starting with Prim. She was reaped, which led to Katniss volunteering to save her. It's, of course, very unlikely that Prim would have won the Games like Katniss did. Prim innocently playing with the crown that could have never been hers is also a reference to how excited she was when Katniss' wedding was happening, how she looked at it with children's eyes, impatient for her to try on the dresses. But she's also not as naive or helpless as Katniss believes, which is why her expression is grave and not cheerful.

Asterid is kissing Katniss' forehead in a very motherly gesture. Katniss is unmoved, though she still takes her hand. This is a reference to Katniss' resentment towards her mother when she stopped caring for them after Burdock's death, but also to Katniss' attempts at forgiving her in Catching Fire.

Effie is sitting at Katniss' feet, holding her hand. This represents the sincere -yet sometimes misguided- dedication that Effie has to Katniss. It also felt like an interesting placement, as Victors are often idolized by Capitol citizens.

Damian: Grayson, why does Pennyworth leave food on the counter every night?

Dick, on his phone, not even paying attention: Oh, that's for Jason.

Damian: For 'Jason'?

Dick: Yeah. Sometimes he sneaks into the kitchen at night, so Alfred started leaving food out for him.

Damian, confused: I've never seen anyone here.

Dick: Well he doesn't always come. And last time, Bruce caught him crawling through the window and scared him away so, who knows when he'll show up again.

Damian, definitely thinking of a raccoon: So then Pennyworth is feeding a random stray that crawled out of God knows where?

Dick, annoyed: He's not a 'random stray', Damian, he's family, and he has been living in this house for way longer than you have.

Damian, trying to remember how long do raccoons live for:

Damian: I hope he doesn't die soon.

Dick: ????!!

*Later that night in the Bat-cave*

Tim, typing away in the computer:

Damian: Drake. Have you ever met Jason?

Tim: Uh. Stupid, annoying and looks like a skunk? Yes, why?

Damian, picturing a mix between a racoon and a skunk:

Damian: Is he friendly?

Tim: Well, the first time I met him, he attacked me, so...

Damian: Hmm... What did you do to provoke him?

Tim: What did I do to– Bitch–

Tim: Nothing! He just didn't like me taking 'what was his', or something.

Damian, nodding: You invaded his territory.

*The next day*

Damian: Father, when do you think Jason will visit again? I want to meet him.

Bruce: Um. I don't know, Damian. He doesn't come here often.

Damian: Why?

Bruce: Because he lives somewhere else.

Damian: Why doesn't he just live here with us instead? He would be safer.

Bruce, wincing: I don't think he would like that, Damian. He's not confortable here.

Damian: But, maybe if I befriend him I could convince him to stay.

Bruce, sighing: I don't thinks so, Damian. You have have to respect his wishes.

Damian: Oh...

Damian: I hope he doesn't get rabies

jason, in the middle of the night, hunched beside the open fridge in the manor's kitchen, locking eyes with tired deadly looking kid in pajamas: ...hi

jason, slowly moving his hands where the kid can see them, taking a second glass: ...want some orange juice?

damian, frowning: speak your name and intentions, intruder.

jason: ...i thought you, you know. knew already.

damian, frowning even more, now slightly confused: knew what?

jason, slightly ashamed: that i sometimes visit manor's kitchen at night because alfred's cooking is godsend and i don't have time for grocery shopping?

damian, going through ten stages of confusion, grief, disappointment and other emotions: you're jason?

jason, slightly indignant now, but still a little ashamed: yes? who else?

damian: i thought you were a raccoon! not some adult-wanna-be.

jason: first of all, what the fuck, second of all, how dare you.

bruce, walking in, haven't yet realised who is swearing and what is happening: language.

bruce: ...wait

jason:

jason: did you tell him i'm a raccoon?

bruce: wha- what are you talking about-

They continue to threaten each other because to stop would be to risk recognizing the true depth of their feelings towards one another - a love that just won’t stay dead.

How I imagine Tyler's therapy sessions went

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"She spends months obsessing over the monster in the woods and talking to me about her investigation, but when she finds out who it is -"

"We came this close to slow dancing at the Rave'n until Lucas and his stupid prank ruined it; they didn't even use real blood. She would have looked even more beautiful covered in blood"

"She attempts to kill her school's water polo team and says she'd do it again, which is super hot, but I kill people and say how I like the smell of their fear she ghosts me for months"

"Spend hours planning our date, getting her a black flower, buying black and white popcorn buckets, hanging fairy lights, setting up the projector, picking a movie I knew she'd find scary and afterwards right when we're about to kiss, my dad and his deputies barge in"

"I killed Rowan because he was strangling her. I saved her life, but what does she do when she finds out I'm a hyde? Tortures me"

"She walks nearly a half hour to the Weathervane at night to tell me we can finally date and to kiss me. We kiss twice. Then she runs out after she has a vision of me killing our therapist that she didn't even like"

"I called her a cockroach, and she said, 'Please, flattery will get you nowhere' it was so hot"

"I lie to her, so she tortures me, so I try to kill her, but I could have sworn I heard her parents say that trying to kill each other is foreplay in their family"

"Let's talk about your childhood, Tyler"