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you sound like an obsessive ex. you're constantly apologizing, expect him to answer, but don't give him the chance to repsond.

youre always spamming him and to be frank you need to understand the hint. you cannot be this oblivious. you need to understand to leave him alone. you might not think that texting is a big deal but to other people it is. he said he's overwhelmed before, he's said one at a time. and to be fair he does sound exasperated. so just leave him alone. and im not saynig to just ghost him. but limit yourslef. its okay to care. its okay to want to hear from someone so you tell them everything about you. but theyre people too. they need breaks and space to breathe. dont bomb them with everything you have, don't scare them away. youre a good person. but being a good person also means to understnad the boundaries they want to set. youve only known him for two months. its okay to be scared. its okay to overthink. but don't let the overthinking get in between you guys.

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Dont text _ this week. He has his own life. Hes annoyed by you. He has no reason to be constantly checking your texts. You dont even give him the chance to respond. You aren’t being a good friend by constantly spamming him. You need to set boundaries and respect his too. You established that you just wanted to be friends. And he respected that. But you can’t respect the fact that he doesn’t want to constantly be seeing texts from you? You also have school. You need to make school your priority, not him. you should be focused on getting good grades. Hes focused on his own career and his own problems and things in life. You are not a part of that. You have no reason to be a part of that. He doesnt text you as much anymore. Its okay. It will be okay. You’ll survive. 

You need to respect him. You need o respect his time. His life.

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Nightwing #115 variant cover by Dan Mora

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i dont even know anymore

i don't even know why im upset. i lost so many friends in the past year but i got the brother i missed so dearly back. me and my childhood best friend have always been talking about a senior trip and all of a sudden she says we probably cant even if summer break is 3 months. shes going to alaska in august with another friend; but who wouldn't wanna go to alaska?? i honestly cant blame her, we probably would just go somewhere small. but in 3 months you're telling me that not even for one weekend we can't go on a mini road trip after we've been talking about a road trip for idek years? i always make room to hang out with you and to come see you even if i have tests the next day. i always facetime you so i can see you face because i barely get to see you. but have you ever even facetimed me first? i know i sound childish and youve done so much for me. youre basically my big sister. but have you ever wanted to see my face? have you ever initiated a hang out? why is it always me that has to ask and start things? will i always be a quirky 10 year old to you? will i always be someone thats never going to grow up to make something of myself? why does it hurt so much?

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Hey lol

so everything's been pretty crappy since i said i'd do this and i am so sorry. i don't know when ill have it out. i didnt mean to make anyone wait or anything. im so sorry.

Can u do Pt2 of the tired days plz

hi

im planning on working on this soon, finals week is next week. ill def have it done before christmas.. that is if i survive the brutal hell finals are.

love you,

azra

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nicki said to stay in school.

so get the fuck up and go read a book.

so do your homework.

be a boss bitch.

because if not you, then who?

just a little smth (i am this close. 🤏🏽)

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Can u do Pt2 of the tired days plz

hi

im planning on working on this soon, finals week is next week. ill def have it done before christmas.. that is if i survive the brutal hell finals are.

love you,

azra

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sup

hello.

it's been quite a while.

279 days, but that's not my point. ok yes it is, but anyways.

what do yall want me to write about, i'm probably gonna post something for christmas

life has been brutal. how has everyone been the past 279 days?

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this is me.

How we think Tim becoming CEO of WE would go down

Bruce: Tim has taken an interest in WE, he is good at business, and he is the best of my children to take it over when I retire. I shall make him CEO of WE.

How it actually went down

Tim: if I were CEO of WE, I would rename the PR team to 'Brandaid' lol

Bruce: oh my god, this kid is a literal genius, I shall now be retiring at age *mumble mumble* and Tim shall become the new CEO at WE

Tim, a high school dropout: I'm what now

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What the Hell?

PART 2, Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood, violence, guns, running away, injuries, passing out, swearing

I looked behind me to find out that the Red Hood was catching up to me. My adrenaline spiked once more, and I jumped off the fire escape, hoping to land on something soft or to find someone to latch onto before hitting the group. Thank god, it was the latter. He was still running though. God damn it. Does this guy not get tired? I spotted a metal ground laying in a puddle and grabbed it. “Where are you?!” The Red Hood yelled, searching for me, as I hid behind a pile of trash. Once he turned the opposite way I shouted at him, “Can’t catch me, fucker!” 

Before you say anything - yes, it was dumb, I know. But I needed to see if he was smart enough to figure out where I was. He indeed was. So maybe I was the stupid one. It’s okay, I like the chase. I smirked and sprinted once more, and used the ladder on another building to quickly climb to the roof. After finally getting to the top of the building, I crouched behind the ledge, preparing myself to attack him with my pole. 

‘You got this. You’re amazing. Yeah. You suck. But it’s okay because you're a bad bitch.’ My pep talk did not work. The only thing driving me was spite and adrenaline. Once The Red Hood got on the roof, I charged at him with my pole, dodging the bullets he shot at me. “Stop fighting!” He demanded, but I did the exact opposite and took a cheap shot and kicked his no-no square. He faltered for a second, but kept blocking my attacks. He kicked me behind my knee, causing it to give out and ended in me falling on my ass. He pinned me down as I thrashed against his arm, serving as a distraction to maneuver my body to whack Hood with my pole. When I swung it at him he got up and jumped back. I charged at him but before I could hit him, I heard a loud boom and a burning hot pain in my side. 

“No!” I heard Hood say. Is he… is he mad? I stared up at the sky, raindrops falling on my face. It felt nice, until I realized I had a math test first thing in the morning. Adrenaline spiked through me once again, causing me to stand up and increase my defense. Black spots littered my vision, but I tried my best to ignore them. The Red Hood was staring at something behind me as I realized he was walking towards my position near the corner of the roof. I turned around- yes, another bad idea I know. But I needed to see who shot me because it wasn’t the Hood. In the distance, I saw a man running away, as the Red Hood balled up his fists in anger. Why is he so mad? Isn’t he the one trying to kill me? I turned back around to face the man in the helmet as I was clutching my abdomen. “Listen man, I have a math test tomorrow so if you’ll let me go home now-” I was cut off as he silently questioned me. “You’re the Black Phoenix, aren't you?” The deep, monotonous, autotuned voice caught me off guard as I bent over laughing, but also wincing in pain. “If you’re trying to scare me off with that voice modulator, it isn’t working at all.” He stood there in silence, crossing his arms and continued to stare at me. “Where’s Batman?” He asked. My face fell at that, for I wanted nothing to do with Bruce. “How would I know? I’m not affiliated with him, dumbass.” 

I quickly walked towards the ledge behind me, which was one more bad idea considering the fact that I had just been shot by some random guy. I tripped over an empty soda can, and accepted my fate of meeting the concrete ground. I laid there for what felt like an eternity. My consciousness was starting to fade in and out. With half lidded eyes, I watched as the Red Hood quickly approached me, telling me to “stay awake” while he applied pressure to my side to stop the bleeding. I silently chuckled, “seems like it was me I couldn’t save this time.”

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What the Hell?

Part 1, Jason ToddxFem!Reader

Warnings: guns, running away, violence, swearing

pairings: Jason Todd x Reader, BatFamxBat!Reader

The past few years flew by faster than a cheetah chasing its prey. I know, a weird simile. But honestly, I don’t know how else to describe it. The other day, I was at the manor, secretly helping Tim with a missing persons case, and now I’m at my apartment figuring out how derivatives work. Being 18 is definitely weird, especially with patrol every night, and not speaking with Bruce or Dick… for five months… oops.

Now you may be wondering why I’m not speaking to Bruce and Dick. But here's the Sparknotes version- they pissed me off. I know Bruce has been stalking the hell out of me, and it does bother me. I asked Tim to hack into Bruce’s stalking mumbo jumbo, but Bruce caught him, so there goes that. I understand it’s for safety, and that the old man is worried. What pisses me off even further, though, is that Bruce still tries to get Dick to come speak to me- as if nothing happened. Sure he talks, but that doesn’t mean I'm obliged to respond. 

The sound of raindrops is soothing. I left the window slightly ajar, to let the noise seep through my apartment as I did my homework. The scent of vanilla, thanks to the candle Alfred gifted me for my birthday last year, sparks, adding onto the white noise. I look outside my window, wondering how I even ended up in this position- in Gotham. That’s something I’ll never understand, but knowing that I help those in need, it comforts me. A couple weeks ago, five drunk guys were cornering an innocent woman into a dark alleyway. I’m glad I was able to save her, but how many people does this happen to? How many of these situations go unheard of? That’s why I’m here. I want to help those that can’t help themselves.

My phone pulled me out of my thoughts, as a notification turned on the black screen. I clicked on it to see what was happening. *THE RED HOOD BUSTS ANOTHER DRUG TRADE. MORE INFORMATION WILL BE PROVIDED SOON.* I turned my phone back off and stared outside once more. Who was this Red Hood? Why do I feel like I know him? I went back to my homework to finish up the rest of my Calculus worksheet. 

Yet again, I was pulled out of my focused trance 15 minutes later, only to see a drenched, six foot giant standing next to my window. Hood. “What the hell,” I muttered under my breath. Why is he in my apartment? I chucked the burning candle at the vigilante as a distraction and made a run for it. I may have learned how to fight, but I need to figure out who this guy is first. Plus, I wasn’t in my uniform yet. I used the fire escape to get away from him. Fuck. The stairs are slippery.

I looked behind me to find out that the Red Hood was catching up to me. My adrenaline spiked once more, and I jumped off the fire escape, hoping to land on something soft or to find someone to latch onto before hitting the group. Thank god, it was the latter. He was still running though. God damn it. Does this guy not get tired? I spotted a metal ground laying in a puddle and grabbed it. “Where are you?!” The Red Hood yelled, searching for me, as I hid behind a pile of trash. Once he turned the opposite way I shouted at him, “Can’t catch me, fucker!”

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Tired Days. (BatfamxBatsis!Reader)

Hey everyone! This is my first post and I hope you like it!

Featuring: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne

Warnings: Mentions of hospitals, blood

PART 1

“Alright darling, just prop your legs up on this chair here and place your arm on the rest.”

I smiled at the nurse and did as she said so nothing would go wrong. I have never donated blood in my 16 years of living, and knowing I could save someone’s life made me feel warm inside. I looked up at Jason, who gave me a comforting nod. Though I hadn’t been feeling well lately, especially since I was on my period, I wanted to get this day over with. 

“Ready? I’ll count down to three. It shouldn’t hurt, you’ll just feel a small pinch okay?” The nurse was soothing me and releasing my worries. 

“I don’t understand why you of all people must do this, sister. There’s millions of civilians already donating blood” Damian scolded. 

“Well you see Damian, just because others are already doing it, that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t too. There are people who fall into accidents everyday, and it’s our job to make sure we can help these doctors get those people the help they need. We have plenty of blood, little one. It doesn’t hurt to share if it means we care save a life, right?” I explained to the young boy, making sure he understood. He looked away and scoffed, but knew I was correct. I chuckled as I felt Bruce place his arm on my shoulder. 

“You’ve become a wonderful person, sweetheart. I’m proud of you for doing this,” Bruce encouraged as I leaned into his touch.

“Hey, you okay big sis?” Tim asked. “You look a bit pale.” His face was painted with concern. I had many plans that morning, leaving me no time to eat. “Yeah, I’m fine, thanks for asking. Just a bit tired,” I reassured. “Well if you feel unwell just let us know, yeah?” Dick made sure I said yes.

My eyelids grew heavy as black dots began to fill in the corners of my vision. “Dad,” I called out to see if he was still next to me. “I’m here, you okay?” Without any verbal answer, my head fell forward and fell against Jason’s chest. 

“Kid? You good?”