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i just saw that halloween ask game you're doing for this month 👀👀
so trick or treat, dealers choice on ship 🥰🍬
- mel 💜
Dick absentmindedly pressed on the cut on his arm as he watched his target. The man was standing in a small office in a warehouse, talking on the phone. He didn't look happy. Dick could relate.
"Nightwing, report. Your tracker is offline."
Ah, that had been an argument and a half. Of course, if Bruce would stop sneaking tracers onto Dick's suit, Dick wouldn't have to keep ruining them. They couldn't be cheap.
"I'm on a case."
"Your tracker should be online. I need to know your location."
In the window, the man hung up the phone. He was smug now. He had never made that expression, before.
"No, you don't," Dick responded, before pulling the comm out of his ear. He glared at the device in his hand before gently tucking it away in a pocket.
The man was gone. Dick straightened. This could be a chance to place a bug in his office. Not really Dick's style, honestly. He preferred the physicality. But with any luck, he wouldn't have to get physically near the man ever again. Without fully meaning to, he pressed on his wound again.
He heard the footsteps a split second before the voice spoke.
"You're getting awfully snoopy, dick."
Dick stood from his crouch slowly, hands out and low. He turned head first, the sight of the white streak of hair still sending a wave of shock through his heart.
"Jason."
Jason had a gun aimed at his head. Not particularly surprising. Dick had been trained out of being startled by guns a long time ago, but that didn't mean he was stupid. It was still a loaded gun.
"You have ten seconds to say what you're doing here."
"I wanted to...to see you." Dick was a little unhappy to be so truthful so early. He wanted to fire a quip off, maybe some clever wordplay.
Jason cocked the gun. He wouldn't shoot Dick. Maybe.
"Why."
God, Jason looked...he looked exactly how he was supposed to. The rage that had been present in his fifteen-year-old self had looked so out of place, but now the hard line of his mouth fit him perfectly.
"I want you to-"
Come home. No. Dick didn't, really. The Manor hadn't been his home in a while, longer than it hadn't been Jason's. And what would that achieve? An argument ending in a fight ending in a trail of bodies. Dick didn't want Bruce to have Jason. He wanted to have Jason.
"I just needed to-to make sure it was..."
Jason tilted his head, looking every inch the villain that the Red Hood's file painted him out to be.
"I'm sure the old man ran a dozen tests to make sure it was me."
No, that wasn't what Dick meant. He couldn't find the words, didn't really want to find the words. Jason had sliced open Dick's arm. Dick had felt him, felt the warmth of his skin, the solidity of his body. Dick...missed that, maybe? Having Jason close again had felt like a drug, and now Dick was pretending he wasn't craving it.
He hadn't touched Jason all that much before his death. Too much teenage angst, not enough clear roads between Blüdhaven and Gotham. There was no precedent for this.
"I missed you," Dick said, aiming for honesty. As close to it as he felt capable of getting.
Jason laughed. It was a creepy sound that died too soon in the cold air.
"Last time you saw me I beat your ass. Time before that you didn't know it was me. Time before that I was fifteen. You either have a death wish or haven't gotten the message yet. Robin doesn't exist anymore." Jason's shoulders stayed low and his voice remained even. He sounded a little bored, actually. It felt like there was a hook behind Dick's ribcage, yanking him forward. He needed to be interesting. He couldn't have Jason leave again.
"The first thing," Dick said before he had really planned to say anything at all.
Jason scoffed. Dick kept going, distantly aware of the fact that he was tripping down sentences without actually knowing where he was going. "Maybe you're just really good at fighting. All my bad guys this week were too easy."
Jason's chin dropped. Dick had been rubbing the bandage on his arm against his hip without realizing it.
The gun wobbled. Jason's chest rose and fell.
"Take off your mask."
Dick blinked. This felt like a test. Slowly, he reached up and peeled the mask off. It hurt like hell, and he was left blinking in the altered light. Jason kept the gun trained on him.
"Say it again. Look at me and tell me again why you're here."
This was Dick's chance. Honesty could win. He still wasn't sure what winning meant, but whatever. He would make it work. He stared at Jason's mask and said,
"I miss you."
"What's your goal here?" Jason sounded amused, which wasn't what Dick had been aiming for at all. Annoyance and frustration mixed in his stomach.
"I don't know, okay? I just-" Dick gestured helplessly. Jason's face, half amused and half blank, was no help. "I want...I want you..."
He had nothing else.
Jason's face was doing something complicated. His mouth couldn't seem to agree with what his forehead wanted to do.
"Will you do anything to have me?" Jason's voice was a little too loud now.
Dick hesitated. He imagined Jason pressing the gun into his hand and shuddered.
"No," he whispered.
"No, you wouldn't...let's say for example, shoot a drug dealer for me."
Dick felt sick. There was something about that for me that made him want it horribly. He wanted to do things for Jason.
"Oh," Jason said, and then he started laughing so hard that the gun wavered. "Oh, if only Bats could see you now. That's pretty damn pathetic."
Dick needed to leave. He had well and truly lost control of the situation, and he needed to get the hell out. But when he started to take a step back, the gun went back to being steadily present.
"Don't. I will shoot you." Dick froze. Jason started moving forward, each step solid and loud. "I think we should play a game. You want me, huh? Then let's see what you're willing to do to get me."
Dick contemplated what would happen if he hurled himself off the roof.
"On your knees."
Dick dropped to his knees. This was a very bad idea.
"Take out your escrima sticks and toss 'em over here."
Dick hesitated for half a second before doing so.
"Unzip your suit. To your stomach." Dick's pause didn't go unnoticed and Jason sighed. "You used to wear that stupid suit where the neckline when halfway down your torso. Don't get shy now."
Dick undid the hidden catches and pulled the zipper down. And then, for good measure, he pulled his arms out so he was topless. He needed some sense of agency.
Of course, now Jason was masked, armed, fully dressed, and standing above Dick. Dick obviously could fight like this, but there was something...
Jason kept moving until he was right in front of Dick, so close that he had to bend his elbow to keep the gun trained on him.
"Tell me again why you're here. The full reason."
It was so cold. Dick's stomach was churning.
"I miss you. I...I want you."
Jason's breath hitched. He was shaking. The shock of it made Dick's mouth drop open.
"Please come back to me," he whispered, barely knowing what he was saying.
Half certain Jason was going to blow his brains out for it, Dick reached out and laid a hand on Jason's knee. The nearness of him was intoxication. Dick wasn't really sure he would tell Jason no to just about anything right now. He wanted to see Jason's eyes.
The gun moved and Dick shut his eyes. Several seconds after a shot would've happened, the knee under his hand moved, and he opened them again. The gun had been sheathed. Jason crouched in front of him, face inches away. Dick could still feel the shaking.
"Are you cold?" he asked. He needed Jason to see that he cared about him, noticed the shivering, wanted to help.
"Always," Jason said, barely an actual word. Dick's heart broke, and then his thigh felt like it was on fire. He yelled, unprepared for the sudden pain, suddenly leaning on Jason as the pain spread. Jason's mouth was parted slightly. Dick looked down to see a knife embedded in his thigh. Jason wrenched it free and Dick made a breathless noise of horror. Jason ripped one of his gloves off and sliced the knife across his fingertips. Dick hadn't processed what was happening yet, his brain still stuck on "Jason stabbed me?", so he just watched as Jason shoved his bloody fingers into the wound. Dick screamed, the pain mounting and spreading in waves. He hadn't been prepared, he was usually better than this.
"You want me?" Jason asked, fingers still pressed into the gash. "Fucking have me."
His other hand came up to pull Dick closer, digging his face into Dick's neck, and then just as suddenly he stood, leaving Dick hunched over and breathing unsteadily. He held up his bloody hand.
"I'll treasure this. Maybe make a painting with it. The Failure of Yet Another Robin. Every time I see it, I'll remember how the original came crawling to me, thinking he could fix me."
Dick didn't understand what was happening. Jason's blood was inside him.
Jason brought his hand up to his face and his tongue flicked out, tasting the blood. Dick's stomach roiled. He was really beginning to think that wasn't disgust.
"Mm." Jason grinned. "Taste's like B's disappointment. I can't even tell our blood apart now."
He turned and walked away. Dick was starting to hyperventilate a little. He heard Jason's steps pause, and then, from a small distance away,
"Next time you come a-stalking, I'll see if you look this pretty with a bullet hole inside you."
#THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SHORT SNIPPET#i also don't think i've ever written jaydick???? hell of a first time#i dont know how to tag this#blood tw#jaydick#trick or treat game#melody tag#asked and answered#seriously i.............have no clue how much sense or how well written this is#i wrote this at 2am in one sitting after having a meltdown and sobbing for half an hour#it hasnt been reread#happy halloween!#also i LOVED doing this oh my god#please send me as many of these as you want#anyone!
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some adau things ^^ he cheers barry on through the dreamgear
#hiiii its been a sec#the first one was supposed to be a thing referencing loz spirit tracks#because someone left tags a while back mentioning spirit tracks and the brainrot came RIGHT back. you know i love spirit tracks#probably why i love tmosth so much help#i didnt add anything else to that sketch because i didnt wanna ruin it skfnfj but its sonic running alongside the train like on the#spirit tracks box art#he figured out he can run by creating little spots to step. like platforms#helps to get some stress out since he hasnt been able to run in such small cars#also helps him Realize he was stressed#sth#doodles#actually dead au#hes got feeling in the dreamgear too so he likes hangin out in there#i think about that gotf issue a lot. when he has a body for a bit and being able too Feel really gets to him. auughhg#gotta reread it
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A Reunion
yuusha tala x jamil viper (oc x canon) word count: 800+ words cw: n/a??? i guess??? pure fluff jumpscare. notes: takes place post-nrc, several years after graduation, both of them haven't kept in touch in all those years, inspired by this lmao.
Jamil Viper.
That was him alright. Right there. Standing straight and proud with an air of confidence. At least that's what it appeared to be. He always knew how to fool people.
But Yuusha had learned how to see through his disguise.
She had to admit, he'd changed — at least on the surface, mostly. But she still recognized him to be the same as ever. Jamil still kept his hair long — styled in intricate braids and decorated with golden accessories.
Oh, how she wanted to run her hands along those silky tresses again, hearing the soft bells ring that were tied in his hair.
And then he turned.
Shit.
The eye contact.
And Yuusha was entranced all over again, falling into the soft darkness of his eyes.
She was quite sure no magic was at play. Not this time.
The girl felt her breath hitch in her throat, her feet heavy and frozen in place, and her arms stuck to her sides. She couldn't move.
But she wanted to run. Run.
That's what she was good at anyway. It seemed like she also hadn't changed.
Would she run towards him or in the opposite direction of where he was?
Admittedly, the latter felt more tempting.
It didn't help that he decided to make the first move. Jamil walked with a strut in his step. He'd look so sure of himself if it weren't for the expression on his face betraying it.
Again, Yuusha could see past his disguise.
Run away. Just run. He doesn't deserve you.
Jamil stopped in front of her as if he was just meeting someone casually. Although looking at him, his face was plastered with so many emotions—guilt, sadness… relief?
He was the first to speak.
"Yuu, I—"
As if compelled by a powerful force, Yuusha pushed herself into his arms the moment his voice reached her ears. She let out a shaky breath as if she had been holding it in this entire time.
Jamil stood there momentarily stunned. He had expected a slap, a punch, some kind of verbal abuse, or simply just a pained look on her face that would guilt him to hell and back.
He didn't expect…
This.
Yuusha didn't expect to fold this way either. All her feelings of anger, bitterness, and resignation throughout the years dissipated as soon as she buried her face in his shoulder.
She missed him. She missed him so much.
There was a heaviness in her heart that was lifted. A heaviness she didn't even realize she had been carrying.
Jamil's arms awkwardly floated around her sides, not knowing what to do with them. When she embraced him tighter, he finally felt his disposition crumble against his will.
His arms snaked around Yuusha like a whiplash, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he squeezed his eyes shut. He'd gotten taller since then. It was funny seeing their height difference now, although Yuusha was still fairly taller than the average girl.
Jamil thought this to himself as if to try to distract himself from tears forming in his eyes.
He hated to admit it, but he missed this just as much. He missed her embrace. He missed her presence.
But Jamil had no room to talk because he had caused this anyway. He was the one who had denied himself these feelings.
They didn't know how much time had passed until they decided to finally, regrettably, pull apart. Both of their faces were visibly flushed.
Yuusha sniffled with a teasing smile on her face. "It's been a while, vice housewarden."
"You can't call me that anymore… prefect," Jamil quipped back.
Yuusha let out a genuine laugh.
He missed that too — their banter. The sound of her voice, her laugh, the way her eyes flickered with mischief, and how her lips quirked up with childlike joy.
It was as if all those years without each other were nothing but a blink in the grand scheme of things.
Jamil didn't want to lose this again. Not anymore. He'd make sure of it this time.
#[—✦-#-✧ my writing#(<- havent used this tag in forever i think)#twst oc x canon#jamil x yuu#(💜) yuusha#(💜) curry noodles#postnrc💜#-✦—]#2 hours for barely 1k words??? im WEAK#writing is so hard and scary how do you guys do this#i temporarily unrusted my writing just to let it rust again#bc watch me not write again for 43284 more years#it's also hard for me to reread old writing bc HGSLKD#idk </3#anyways im lowkey imagining jamil has actually kept up what yuu had been doing this entire time#he hasnt forgotten ever
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I miss u baby John 😌

#loook attt himn#hes so small and hasnt even started going on an evil rampage on his school#hes literally like new school new me (bcs trauma)#his biggest priority in life is rhe chocolate cake#not his dad being murdered‚ findng out his mun has been experimented on‚ losing/gaining his powers multiple times‚ moving in with his uncle#unordinary#unordinary john doe#john doe#webtoon#unordinary reread
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17 and 71 👀
17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)
i just kind of stare at my document and then go and listen to music and imagine animatics (very good to get the juices going... just think about all the Big Scenes you want to write that you can be getting to soon). and maybe suffer a little. im actually struggling a bit on this next one even though i know what i WANT to happen WHY IS IT ALWAYS THE RAPH CHAPTERS THAT FIGHT ME??? LIKE I LOVE HIM HE'S MY SECOND FAVORITE???? he was actually the easiest to write in the switching povs in coming undone i sWEAARR TO GOD WHY NOWWWW. im like 2k words into it and im in a bit of a slump but its fiiine
71. When it comes to more complicated narratives, how do you keep track of outlines, characters, development, timeline, ect.?
already answered this one here! :]
#ask#i suffered through chapter 7 and i yapped about it so much. even to my family LOL#because i was worried not enough happened#and reading it now?? its LITERALLY FINE LMAO#im ALWAYS insecure when i put new chapters out#and then when i reread them later theyre decent. so its just me#actually i think raph has been the hardest to write chapters for because he like#STILL is not allowed proximity to the situation. that's gonna be changing pretty soon#but being nothing but a walking trigger hasnt really done much for the poor guy other than make him sad as fuuuuuuck
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i should draw aiura for her birthdayy <33333 lovheer



#sorry for typing weird ya boy is having a chronic pain moment#i miss her i know she hasnt been introduced yet jn the partof the manga im rereading#oughhhhhehhehhdhff Lesbian feelings .. shes a butch to me#or futch#whatever u call it#i like her so much
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Don't worry, we'll all remember... soon enough... >:o)
#honk#i love that it hasnt been revealed yet and youd be forgiven for thinking it was a fairly benign aspect#and then bang#bard of rage#gamzee makara#dave strider#clock reads homestuck#2025 homestuck reread#homestuck
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aloera oh my fucking god (<- just woke up to the notification of a new aloera fic posted (r/offmychest) and read it immediately ofc)
aloera OH M Y G O D
aloera OH MY FFUCKINJ GOF
anyway ty for sharing you are the captain of krbk fics to me it is literally a law of nature that i will read the fic as soon as i see the notif i d o n o t c a r e what is going on irl i will sit in the corner with my phone and READ do not talk to me so yeah. ty lol <3
you are. so sweet shut up i had the same oh my god reaction reading this... this means so much to me!!! i appreciate it so much!!!! i am so grateful that we r all unfortunately still stuck in the krbk pit even in 2024!!!! mwah <333333 thank u sm for reading im glad you enjoyed it
#that one bookmark i got that was like thank god aloeras still in their 2017 krbk phase#im so obsessed w it its so funny#cause in my head i was like oh it hasnt been that long#but it in fact has been a ridiculous number of years. lmfao#i was rereading 2018 fics the other day and missing That.. yk.. like that true to form brand of krbk#and i was like where did this go... and the answer is that most people dont have my specific brand of mental illness#and they moved on to greener less fruitless pastures#which is fair. and which is what i will do someday hopefully#but that day is not today. just bc i at the very least have to finish blam before i leave krbk for good#sorry idk why im yapping#to conclude i love u anon hope u have a good day mwah#asks#anon
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even vicky knows they have divorced energy
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i dont care how out of character it would be i need chung myung to give his kids a big fat kiss on the forehead
sniffles.. if life had been kinder to him, chung myung could have gotten to be the grandpa he was always meant to be..
very cute to imagine if the disciples r all weary and worn and upset for whatever reason, chung myung gives them a casual paternal forehead kiss and it immediately boosts morale despite them being confused as hell about it
#this reminds me of a very cute fic where the disciples time travel back 100yrs as kids and becomes pbss’ disciples#but he is so sweet to them it makes me tear up every time i reread it#BUT IT HASNT BEEN UPDATED IN FOREVER GAH i hope it hasnt been abandoned its my fave rotmhs fic everrrr
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Sometimes we will write something and it becomes immediately apparent within a few paragraphs that we are the kind of person who reads philosophy textbooks for fun
#we speak#and we dont. know how to edit it out#because in hindsight it is also obvious that we have also based our magic system on esoteric philosophical concepts#anyways if we write something and we've completely lost you within a handful of paragraphs#then it may be bc we spend our spare time reading about a bunch of guys argue about the nature of humanity#and then we're boiling down like half a dozen different conflicting philosophical concepts and making it into a magic system#every time we do this it also makes us significantly harder to talk to if you are an actual person who hasnt been Doing This#and then we have to reread things if we want to quote them because our memory is holey and shared between us and at least one Beast
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#manga tag#I DO STILL REALLY LIKE BOTH OF THEM EVEN REREADING .#lulucy hasnt been named yet but i recognize my girl .#easthies forever unfortunately will be my pookie bear who is an asshole and hardass
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I post very little (pretty much not at all) about Bachira, and considering the fact my blogname is a mix of my and his name maybe I should do it more often😔
#i'm still bachira irl#we're literally the same person#but he hasnt been in the manga in a while so i rarely think of him#but im rereading the manga soon#💟 maochira talks
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think ill finally start reading beast ive literally been procrastinating it since it came out
#im worried its gonna Destroy me#except i mean#i should probably finish rereading canon first LMAO#i was like oh it hasnt been that long since it came out right#december 2019 . VINE BOOM#my post 🔮#laurence says things 🌌#bungou stray dogs#bsd
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akira n their overflowing social media feed of cats
#stardust speaking !#me opening twt this morning to 10 cat rts in a row ah yes this must be the u r following akira pov#hi i have a morbillion im's to send however i am tired.......no writing today.........its just been me & the mistake that was dling#enstars pc cuz 'wouldnt it be funny to taptap on that again for a bit in honor of ensemble sekai'#what if i reread the school april fools..........(has said this for a year but hasnt had the courage to do it)#i just miss akiras feelings towards the wizards.........(same reason why i wanna reread the tanabata events)#the chloe rustica mithra one....T____T#theres no one to blame so where does the pain go....how did that line go that had me put down my phone to go on a walk...man...
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ok i finished the first chapter and am gonna take a break now but im v excited to keep reading im really liking the way the author looks at things so far
#there are parts ive kinda disagreed with either what shes saying or how shes saying it but i mean given the whole point of the book i doubt#that the author would take offense at that and would in fact encourage it esp given that its a book and not a convo#like. i should hope i have some disagreements with just the introductory chapter‚ she hasnt had a chance to fully explain herself yet and#i feel like having a written record of my disagreement before potentially changing my mind is very much in the spirit of the ideas this book#is offering yknow#like at one point shes talking about religious perspectives on wrongness and says some scholars believe its abt like#our wrongness comes from eden‚ our lack of understanding of absolute right and wrong that god has#but its like. ok but the whole point with the garden of eden was that the lack of knowledge of right and wrong /was/ the extra knowledge#god had and we didnt that prevented us from sinning#eating of the tree and Gaining the knowledge of good and evil was what gave humans the ability to sin in the first place#because if we cant know something is wrong and choose to do it anyways then what is the sin?#its like how with animals we don't see them killing each other as wrong#because they dont have 'morals' like we do‚ they dont have a sense of right vs wrong so the things they do cant be classified that way#so idk if its like. thats just a difference in how my church taught us vs the scholars the author checked out#or just like. a misunderstanding in the story of eden?#i just dont get presenting eden as the example for 'we dont have the knowledge of right and wrong god does so thats what makes us able to#do wrong' when the whole thing with that story was like.#gaining the knowledge of right and wrong was what gave us that ability. like thats just backwards#(also disclaimer that i am not a christian and do not actually believe in these things‚ im just using the language as if i do here to kinda#speak from the perspective of my past self who /did/ believe it)#so im excited to find out if like. shes gonna expand further on that (next chapter is abt history so maybe) and ill be like#ohhhhh ok i see what that meant#or if ill be like 'hm yeah you just maybe had a misconception abt how the garden of eden story worked'#and like i can kinda see room for the first one already in that it said like 'we dont have gods /absolute/ knowledge of right and wrong'#so theyre saying like. we were given /some/ of the knowledge of good and evil‚ but that that in and of itself didnt /actually/ bring us up#to gods understanding of it#idk its been a while since i reread the bible‚ i do kinda remember there being a second tree? but i dont think it was like#'tree of full onniscience' i thought it was the tree of eternal life or smth#or maybe im just mixing up the bible and the narnia remix of it? i know there is a tree of eternal life in the magicians apprentice#origibberish
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