AU where, for whatever reason, Dick comes back to Gotham one night (he doesn't want to be here, he doesn't want to even THINK about here) and he runs into Jason, who is in the process of stripping his motorcycle for parts (which is admittedly pretty ballsy, he'll give the kid that much)
He gives Jason a talking to, which is mostly bad jokes and some vague "you don't want to end up like me" things, and then gives the kid some money and heads back to Blüdhaven and tries, like most things in Gotham, to not think about him any more
Except
Except Jason took "you don't want to end up like me" as a challenge and manages to follow him (though it does take him longer on the shitty bicycle he pulled out of a dumpster a couple weeks back, the one with a bent front wheel so he has to steer to the left of where he actually wants to go)
And, okay, it does take a little while for him to figure out exactly where Nightwing Discowing went bc he's very careful, but Jason is very patient and very sneaky and a couple weeks after that trip to Gotham, Nightwing comes back to home base and finds this scrappy, kinda familiar looking kid posted up on his doorstep
"well?" the kid asks "am I good enough for you now?"
Oh. Crime Alley accent, pride past his ears, determined jut of his chin - this is that kid who tried to take apart Dick's bike in that alley.
"what are you doing here?"
"followed ya" he says casually, like Dick isn't extremely difficult to follow "didn't answer my question"
"it doesn't make sense"
Jason is frustrated because he has a hard time explaining his thoughts to other people - some things just make sense and he can't help it if it doesn't make sense to everyone else - but he tries. "It was a test, right? You told me I didn't want to be like you 'cause I'm just... just some fuckin' stupid street kid, and you're Nightwing. So it was a test to see if I had the chops. An' I followed you across the river, an' figured out your base, an' now I'm here. So? Am I good enough?"
And Dick - Dick feels like an asshole because that's not at all what he meant, but he's been that too-smart-for-your-own-good, too-stubborn-to-hear-no, too-focused-to-be-stopped kid. And he feels like he should have seen it in the alley in this kid and done better (he couldn't have, of course, because Jason barely said ten words in the alley, let alone explained any of his thoughts, but Dick takes on guilt the way a sinking ship takes on water)
"come on," he says instead of 'go home, you don't want this, you don't need this, you could have so much more than THIS' and leads Jason inside and he gives him the leftover takeout in the fridge and shows him to the bathroom and leaves out a pair of sweats that absolutely drown the kid in fabric, but at least they're clean and warm and the kid is safe and -
Oh fuck is this what Bruce felt when he brought Dick back to the Manor?
Fuck
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I think if a fairy showed up at my house like yeah they are not real but there is narrative precedent for that. a fairy, if it existed, would show up at a house. i just need to suspend one disbelief everything else tracks. it's a big surprise, but a singular one. i would know how to get with the programm pretty quick.
if a walrus knocked at my door there would be many more fucking questions than one. a walrus showing up at my house? knowing that knocking is the required social etiquette? having reasons to knock on my door and somehow the ability to do that despite having no arms? said walrus coming to me of all people?? a walrus being real is the least of my concerns at that point why the fuck does it need my help what kind of problem can I solve that a socially aware and apparently findextrous walrus fucking can't
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I think so many people are so deeply alienated from themselves that they have no clue how to exercise their free will and autonomy. For some, this alienation runs so deep that they are afraid of their own autonomy and humanity. It is completely understandable why one would have those feelings, but it can be worrisome.
I want to help others who feel this way, so here are small things I have done to exercise my free will:
Add "guilty pleasure" songs to playlists and actually listen to them (I have a ton of late 1990s-early 2000s music I listen to now proudly that I never listened to in the past out of shame)
Getting the décor item, bath set, bed spread, ect. in the patterns you like, even if it's "childish" (I got a dinosaur-themed wastebasket from the kids' décor section and I adore it)
Taking a new route to get to a place you go to often
Eat dessert first
Celebrate well, and often
Collect things that are "odd" or don't seem like an "acceptable" thing to collect (somebody on my "for you" page collects dandelion crayola crayons and it was so cool!!!!!!)
Incorporate one new piece in an outfit you wear frequently (e.g., a new chain, a necklace, ribbons, bracelets, ect.). Challenge yourself to add onto the outfits if you feel up for it.
Sing along to songs without worrying that you sound "good" or your intonation is completely accurate
Read a book from a genre you weren't allowed to read as a kid (comics, thrillers, mysteries, anything!)
Walk without having a specific destination or goal
Pick up a new craft without expecting yourself to master it or to ever be "good" enough. Get your hands messy.
I don't want to shame anybody for not feeling as though they have free will or that they are exempt from exercising it. However, I wanted to give ideas so that you might read this list and find your own ways to express your intrinsic autonomy and will. You deserve to be a person, to feel alive, not just living. That is what our lives are for.
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