So, APPARENTLY, 'yeah, right' isn't an acceptable answer in a physics test.
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So, APPARENTLY, 'yeah, right' isn't an acceptable answer in a physics test.

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Can you tag spoilers on your last artwork please? If that’s how KH Mom ends that’s a pretty big one. Thank you for considering.
I would tag spoilers if there were spoilers. It's a made up scenario, man. 🥴
Been absent mostly because doing irl stuff and trying to go out more irl (cabin fever isn’t kind to my depression at all;;) so...yeah...
idk might step away from Tumblr more and just use during the night just to check on things like I am now.
college is exhausting🍃
If you truly want to write fluff, I'd like to request 11. Storm, 36. Security, and 44. Embrace as reader insert with my jaybaby❤. Thank you, O talented one!
You groaned, rolling over on your side, when you heard thunder rolling outside loud enough to nudge you awake. Reaching blindly for the spot beside you where Jason normally slept, your brow wrinkled when you didn’t feel his big warm body next to you. Where the fuck was your murderous teddy bear.
Sitting up and blinking blearily, you rubbed at an eye with your palm as you yawned. Gradually you became aware to sounds aside from the rumbling Gotham night storm outside and made a face.
What was–
Oh.
Oh shit.
Eyes widening you shot out of the bed, tripping over the blanket around your ankles, and assaulted the floor with your jaw unintentionally. You cursed, hurrying to escape the deathtrap that was your bedsheets.
When you finally reached the source of the odd noises, sure enough, there he was.
Jason Todd. Kneeling on your bathroom floor, puking his guts out into your toilet.
Shit. You’d forgotten about… that.
“Jason?”
He managed a glance before he returned to throwing up, an arm around his gut.
You winced in sympathy, leaving for a few minutes to get a towel and some water before returning, taking a seat beside him with your back on the wall, running a hand up and down his back.
“You’re okay, Jay,” you reassured gently, continuing with the calming motions.
The two of you were in there for quite a bit before Jason was done upchucking his life away.
As you sat with him, his head now on your shoulder, you carded your hand through his wavy hair, the storm still alive outside but calmer in sympathy, it almost seemed.
Every blink made it harder to keep your eyes open, and you were about to doze off when you heard Jason mumble, “Thank you, [Y/n].”
Smiling softly, you rolled your head on top of his.
“Of course, Jay. You make me feel safe all the time–I’m happy to return the favor.”
He nodded a little on your shoulder and you hummed, eyes sliding shut.
Going back to sleep was better with your murderous teddy bear, and you told him as much.
Jason snorted.
“Is that what I am to you?” he mused. “A glorified teddy bear?”
You nodded sagely; seriously.
“Yes.”
He had no objections, and the two of you fell asleep there, together, with the rain still pouring outside, in each other’s arms.
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I’ve been trying to get back into Don’t Starve, both fandom and game wise, so y’all have a doodle of a grey-haired Wilson.
I’ve heard that the more stressed out you are, the more likely grey hairs pop up, hence why he has them.
Hope y’all enjoy the trash, I’m out! Toodles~!
put away my fic to. learn shorthand