an erotic poem:
leg so hot
hot hot leg
leg so hot u fry an eg
Don’t assume you know me based on 8,000 confessional posts.
a random socialite at a fundraiser: you know Bruce, that boy of yours is getting to be a little too pretty. heh.
Bruce Wayne, who was also "too pretty" at fourteen and is absolutely ready to castrate anyone who even looks at Dick directly: oh?
Haha babe ur so sexy~
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"But she gave birth to you, you owe her!"
My mother wanted to be a mother. It was her dream to be a mother. She poured all her energy into being a Good Christian Mother.
She did not want me. She wanted motherhood. I was a side effect of her dream. Once I was old enough to disagree with her, she hated me. I wasn't making her look like a Good Christian Mother. I was loud, disobedient, needy... almost like a child. Not quiet and pretty and grateful for crumbs.
Yes, she birthed me. For herself and her partner. For the people who were already born. Not for me. As all mothers have for all of time. It's not the birthing that makes a mother worth honoring, it's the parenting.
Jason: I kinda hate you guys right now, not gonna lie.
Jason: Except you, Alfred, of course.
Alfred: Of course, sir.
Jason: And you, Duke. You’re cool.
Duke: Thanks man.
Jason: And Steph, platonic love of my life, you’re great.
Steph: Aww, thanks.
Jason: Cass? You are a perfect angel who occasionally incites unbelievable amounts of chaos and I love you.
Cass: Love you too.
Jason: Babs? Thanks for that thing you did.
Babs: No problem.
*a few concerned looks*
Jason: Damian, you’re fine.
Damian: You are acceptable as well.
Steph, stage whispering: It’s how they show love.
Jason: Bruce, go to hell.
Bruce, sighing: You can’t patrol in a zombie Easter bunny costume.
Jason: It would be hilarious and you know it.
Jason: Anyway, Tim? You are a menace to society but most importantly to Lex Luthor and I appreciate your contribution to his continued suffering.
Tim: Thanks.
Jason: And as for YOU!
Dick: *nervous giggle*
Jason: YOU.
Dick: Heh-eh, yeah, that’s me. I’m me, I mean, I-
Jason: Just what do you have to say for yourself, young man?
Dick: Young man? I’m older than you!
Jason: Fine. Old man. Whatever.
Dick: I’m not old!
Tim, under his breath: Oh my word.
Jason: Well?
Dick: Uh-Huh, so, funny story, but-
Steph: *loud crunching sounds from popcorn*
Everyone: *looks at Steph*
Steph: What?
Bruce: Where did you get popcorn?
Steph: It’s my superpower. Continue.
Jason: Gladly. YOU!
Dick: I feel like we did this part already.
Jason: Well?
Duke: Can we skip to the part where we find out what he did?
Jason: What he did! Do you know what he did?
Damian: No, and at this rate we never will.
Jason, ignoring that: He got me banned from 14 countries and 8 different airlines.
Cass: Well at least that’s not going to stop you.
Dick: And I said I was sorry.
Steph: Wait, back up. How did HE get YOU banned?
Jason: *gesturing for Dick to explain*
Dick: I, uh, panicked and pretended to be Jason?
Everyone:
Tim: Okay I feel like that needs some explaining.
Bruce: *loud, drawn out sigh*
Alfred: Knowledge is a burden, Master Bruce.
Bruce: Ignorance is bliss? *goes to stand up*
Alfred: Nice try.
Bruce: *sits back down*
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