#I wrote this in school so if it's like bad wtv bro

[bittersweetstargazer]

It was a quiet night. Almost too quiet.

But that was the kind of behavior that made Stephanie laugh at him, made Dick call him paranoid, made Tim roll his eyes, made Jason-

On second thought, it was perfectly quiet. Just quiet enough to let him stew in his thoughts in peace. But there were some things he'd prefer not to think about.

Like how Jason hated him now, their disastrous arguments where Bruce wasn't sure if he was going to come home anymore, his dead body laying limp in his hands-

He stared at the report he was writing, blank face as he tried to focus on Poison Ivy's new pollen that she spread the other night. He had come across a few criminals who seemed to be under the effect of it that night.

He considered packing up for the night, turning in to sleep at— he checked the time —3:00AM. After, he had a business meeting tomorrow at 10. It would do him nicely to get a few extra hours of sleep before he had to get back to business as Bruce Wayne.

He yawned, standing up and stretching his limbs. He felt his back crack, sighing in satisfaction. He closed up the report, checked all the security cameras around the manor and few around Gotham to make sure nothing bad was taking place.

Bruce walked to the door, hand almost on the handle before the door burst open, smacking him on the nose.

"Gah!" He stumbled backwards, feeling blood stream down his face. "What the hell?"

"I should be asking you that question!" Jason stomped in the room, way too loud for the current hour, and punched him across the face, agitating (or breaking, if it's not already) his broken nose. "What in the fresh hell is this!?"

Jason pulled out his hand and shoved it into Bruce's face, showing a series of messages between him and Clark. Bruce's heart ached for a second, knowing that Jason still kept in touch with Clark, more than Jason had done with Bruce.

The messages seemed to be casual back and forth conversation before he could see Clark asking Jason to give Bruce a chance. It goes on, with Jason refusing, but then Clark brings up how Bruce had, in fact, actually tried to kill the Joker, but was restrained due to Clark and the Iranian government. Bruce had a quick, sudden flash of anger, remembering how enraged he was when Clark had stopped him, explaining everything. He suddenly deflated, nodding silently to validate the fact that yes, he legally could not have killed the Joker.

Jason's face froze for a second, staring at Bruce with an unreadable expression. "W-why didn't you tell me any of this?"

Bruce shook his head, opening his mouth to speak, although a little clumsily. "You were mad. I already blamed myself for your death and I wasn't in the best state of mind. I thought it didn't matter if you blamed me for anything else, and that it didn't matter because either way, you died under my watch. I thought I deserved it."

"Shut up, shut UP!" Jason roared, shoving him into the wall. Bruce's head hit the wall hard, the low thud that echoed reverberating in his head.

"This isn't about you, but you always make it about you. It's always about how heartbroken you were or how angry you were! I bet you never gave a single shit about me when I was still alive, huh? Just wanted the street urchin to prove to your golden child that you could replace him easily, almost as easily as you replaced me!" Jason had tears streaking his face, his words sounding more melancholic than furious.

Bruce's eyebrows furrowed. "It was never like that, Jason, I loved you, truly. Nothing you could do could ever change that."

"Really?" Jason's voice was quiet- shaky, even -as he took in what Bruce was saying. "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"I already said that—"

"No, Bruce. I don't want that bullshit answer. Why didn't you tell me."

Bruce opened and closed his mouth a few times, lost for words. Finally, he settled on "I don't know."

Jason froze, devastated. His face morphed into anger, and snarling, he said, "I don't even know why I tried with you."

He turned around, ready to stomp back out of the cave, but Bruce grabbed his arm. "What do you mean, Jaylad?"

"Don't call me that, and never contact me again, you- you—"

"Jason! I don't understand. Please, let me make things right—"

"NO!" Jason yelled– no, screamed –and ripped his arm out of Bruce's grip. "No." He broke down crying.

"You never wanted me to be in the family did you? You knew you couldn't tell the Joker and you never told me because you didn't want to see me around again, huh? Well, screw you. I can do so much better than this shitty family."

"Jason, that- that isn't true. I—"

"If it isn't true, then why didn't you tell me?"

Silence rung throughout the cave as Bruce was left grasping for answers. Jason shook his head slowly, backing out of the room.

"Forget this."

"Jaylad. I- I'll admit that there might've been some part of me that couldn't bear seeing you again. You reminded me of all my failures, all my weaknesses, and all the way I could've done better. That was wrong of me. I shouldn't've forced my regrets onto you, shouldn't have made you living proof what went wrong. You deserved better than that. And I promise you, if you turn around and come back to me, I'll give you what you wanted all along. Just please, forgive me."

Jason stopped walking. Bruce held his breath.

"I'm so tired. I don't know if I can keep doing this."

"I know. And I'm sorry."

. . .

"Do they hate me?"

"I don't think anyone could hate you, Jaylad."

Jason crumbled to his knees, running his hands through his hair in a crazed manner, sobbing loudly. "I just- I just want my dad. I just want my dad."

Bruce slowly crossed over to Jason, kneeling next to him and pulling him into his chest. "I'm here, Jason. It's going to be okay."

@bruciemilf

[13eyond13]

actually stunned by how gay The Beatles has been all this time and I just never knew

[3vi3evie]

How I got male manipulated by a TWINK pt 3

here we goooo

Okay…. So on Sunday I went to my ex Jim’s birthday party and Jake was there ✊. Fuckkkk. Ok so Jake was texting jasmine like if I was gonna be there and if he should talk to me and jasmine was like no stop talking to her. Then he emailed me 😟.

“hey, Evie!! I hope you are feeling better now lol i got sick too. don't know if I'm being annoying by messaging you rn and if I am just tell me please to go away I'm sorry. Ive been working on my selfs alotot and I heard you going to jims bday? I was wondering just how you might like me to approach it. would you like me to come up to you and talk or just leave you alone. Any is fine whatever/whenever your ready! You can also come up to me when your ready so I don't bother you. I hope you had a nice break evie and yeahhh! byeeebye”

what……

Okay so I replied like dont talk to me in the nicest way possible. Then I went to the party and avoided him so it was like fine. Then he emails me asking if we could talk today and originally I said yes but then I said no. then bro said it’s fine just lmk when you want to talk don’t forget about me. Then today he sent me an email

“Look, Evie, I know you hate me and that's totally fine, I can see it in your notes, your stories. I'm not asking you to not hate me but even if you don't want to be friends at all I still really want to at least make things right to you on my part. I know sorry doesnt mean anything. I made you feel really uncomfortable, and really really sad probably. Probably under a lot of pressure. You always have the right to act in a way that makes you feel safer and better. That was distancing yourself from me. I understand all this. I also understand how my many actions affected you and made you feel horrible. I just want to tell you that I think I could do way better than that and Im really sorry For the ways I manipulated you and your mood. I feel like I'm doing better now and I'm a lot happier sometimes and the few times I'm sad I really wish I dont feel that way because its a really terrible feeling and It really crushes a person I know and I'm sorry Evie. I hope your doing better

ur bitchin ass friend, jake”

Wtf. Then jasmine went up to him after school and told him to stay away from me. Then he texted her like when I will be ready to talk like what helppp. And he said he doesn’t wanna do this anymore and that he deleted insta bc of my notes and my stories and all this weird crap. And he said that my emails back are brutal? wghattf. Then unblocked him and texted him im sorry and that our personalities clash too much and we don’t benefit eachother. Then he said that what me and jasmine are saying are like conflicting. AND HE SAID IM TOO SHY TO TELL HIM THAT HE NEEDS TO LEAVE ME ALONE. WHAT ABOUT THE WHOLE ESSAY I WROTE IN THE EMAIL?!?!?!? ok whatever. Then we start texting on insta bc his like downtime or wtv came on.

Then he asked me if I wanna talk to him in person and I said im too scared to. And he asked if I hated him and I said no. He then said that he doesn’t know what to say and I said you can’t really say anything atp.

Then he said he fixed himself and he is more happy. The only reason he was putting his problems on me was because he didn’t want his therapist to send him back to the mental hospital. He then just said what do you wanna do to move on so that we are both happy. He misses being happy with me even though I wasn’t like happy??? Then he was like offering to change schools 😟

“Im very happy and I really miss being happy with you and all this time l've been steeling our light from you and using you for my happiness...

I dont want that!!!

I realize i messed up and Id rather be happy together

yk what i mean though?”

….so I guess I forgave him? so I might talk to him tmr? and he’s making jasmine look like the bad guy rn like she had like nothing to do with what u did 2 me…

So ya!