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vraska-theunseen · 21 days
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google how to not be sosososo anxious all the time. its not even like stress that motivates me to get things done it's just like. i make a mistake and misunderstood instructions in class and my teacher is like "you were supposed to figure out precisely where 180 was before taping the draft and punching your marks" when i like an idiot guesstimated it and after a moment of me going "oh..." bc its something i can't fix bc i've already punched in all the holes on the part he's like "i think you'll be okay" and goes back to what he's doing and then for three hours im like he's so annoyed with me i bring things to him too much and ask him too many questions and make the stupidest mistakes every day he hates me. i ask a friend something and they don't respond because they're busy or forget about it or don't see it or any number of other reasons and then a couple weeks later i send them something else and they don't respond for a few hours and its enough time for me to convince myself i said something a while ago that they took offense to without realizing and they're ignoring me and i send another message saying "are you mad at me did i do something can you tell me what i did so we can work it out" and he's like "what?". a friend posts about people treating them badly in a way that's clear they're talking about a specific phenomenon or person and im always like omg are they talking about me did i do something bad and not realize it... and its someone i talk to so infrequently and casually it obviously would not be a concern or someone i've known for so many years that they would obviously come to me if there was any conflict that arose. help
#alex talks#one time that friend from the second example had to rescind an invitation for me to come to shabbat dinner bc he said his parents were#hosting an important rabbi and didn't want their sons friends dicking around in the house and i was like ok i get it and then another friend#mentioned to me something that implied they were still going to the friend's house and i had 2 class periods to stew and get anxious and#paranoid and think like does he hate me? does he just not want to invite me specifically? do his parents not like me did they ask him not to#invite me specifically? and then in advisory we're both just sitting there and im like 'so do your parents hate me' and he's like 'what????'#and i'm like 'jakob said they were still going to your house' and he's like '????? my parents told jakobs parents they could come and stay#overnight bc their parents are out of town so jakob has to come over' and i was like 'oh. sorry' and felt so bad about it for the entire day#honestly? now that im thinking about it so many times i've been like manic in that friends dms about something they said that i've made 10#leaps of logic over so in my head they said a completely different thing but to them i just sound insane and like i'm taking them in the#most bad faith i possibly can. which i guess really i am but i just get so worried#hm i guess manic is a specific word for a mental health symptom idk how else to describe it like i call him and leave a voicemail where ive#worked myself to tears over something i can't even remember now. maybe hysteric?#nobody reads these right
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willowser · 11 months
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hello all, happy wednesday ! 😌✨️
the writing has been good during the break, and i am knee deep in plenty of things right now that i plan to return with !! knee deep enough that i'm willing to share a bit more about them. i originally wasn't going to mention them until i fully returned, but i like where i am with many of them !! and therefore — almost want a bit of guidance on what to wrap up first !!
would you mind if i made a lil poll, with what i have ?? 🤔 and i can go in order on where everything ranks ??
still no determined date on when i will come back but !! i want to be here before summer !! 🤗🪻
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timeisacephalopod · 2 months
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Part of being Canadian is how similar we are to the US, and honestly not a single person on earth I think could genuinely pin point the difference between Canadian and American culture but the average Canadian. Americans assume we're the same as them (we aren't), even a bunch of Canadians think we're Americans, especially around voting seasons, and about half our cultural identity is "we're Not American!" but there are some cultural differences and if we all spoke French equally we could have had a language distinction but nooooo. Despite not being America unfortunately such a fuck off massive country right below your teeny tiny ass country (population wise) does result in a cultural avalanche from said fuck off massive country. Especially when you share a language.
The war of 1812 will forever be funny to me though because Americans were like "hmm maybe Canadians would also like to tell the British to fuck off, we will invade to show them!" And Canada was like *burns down the white house* and we've been tentatively chill with each other ever since lmao (even when we probably like. Shouldn't be cool with America but like. We could not risk that implosion politically or otherwise it'd be suicide).
#winters ramblings#apparently americans think they won the war of 1812 and you did not. you did not achieve your goal#and a bit over 100 years later canada would nicely ask sempi to be free and britian decided yeah i guess#you guys did a vimmy ridge in WW1 i guess you can be yourselves#and native people- still unable to vote and would be ineligible for another some 50 years or so- were probably like ??!!!!?!!!#REMOVE these pale faced demons!! and i cant say i blame them for that even if my settler ass does not mind being from here#no fucked up spiders very few fucked up bugs ok seasons amd weather where *I* live anyway#i cant complain too much aint no spiders the size of my head OR fucked up weirdo beez on steroids that look like some feckin#HUNGER GAMES ass shit and not an earth bug. if i lived on either coast though my opinion would be different#especially the east coast FUCK their ocean-y assed winters lake effect is bad enough. the SNOW BELT is bad enough#i cando without that shite too although outwest aint better especially in the praries but still no fucked up bugs so 🤷🏻‍♀️#anyway i do genuinely believe if youre not canadian you wouldnt even know the difference between America and Canadian culture#OR the difference of history and even CANADIANS dont know our voting system isnt the same#like we dont even have half the shit Americans do like an electoral college and canadians STILL think we need to vote#as if we're in a 2 party system. we arent. arguably were in a 4 party system but 3 if you reasonably dont count Greens#its fuckin weird though because youll see people talk about canada and america interchangeably#and like i cant evenblame em when even some canadians get confused or WORSE actually WANT to be america#usually conservatives who like deepthroating boot#although i do think this is somewhat odd as a phenomenon because America doesn't have ONE culture#what canada is near idential to is NORTHERN Americans like the south is a whole Thing with a textured history#like obviously the north is too but culturally i get that more than what the south has going because you could even argue#the south have MULTIPLE cultures and in the north you could at least argue the coasts are distinct culturally#like they got terms like pacific north west we dont have ANY of that we are an EXTREMELY small rural country#its strange to confise it with America but at the same time like. yeah that makes perfect sense to me. and not all at once lol
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piplupod · 4 months
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why the hell did my molar have to go and get chipped somehow randomly (i dont know when it happened or how it happened, i just noticed it was very sharp one day earlier this year) right after i was no longer eligible for my dad's insurance that covers dental.... i am going to have to probably pay at least $200+ to get this checked and taken care of,,,, head in my hands. i swear someone up there wants me to off myself I swear to fucking god
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sarcasticmirage · 5 months
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I know everyone's kinda -_- abt the casting announcement but honestly I've been just kinda stuck... I'm not involved in kpop at all, but a member of BLACKPINK... BLACK fucking PINK. Is going to be in OMNISCIENT READER'S VIEWPOINT????
like believe me i get it, ORV is much more popular in korea but as a US fan the popularity differential is insane. honestly mind BOGGLING
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opens-up-4-nobody · 5 months
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#just turning over the idea of executive functioning issues in my head part by part. impulse control. im extremely tightly controlled. im the#best at control. the only times im impulsive is when someone asks me something and my brain doesn't work well in the moment so i tend to b#like fuck it: says something that might fuck me over later bc im like whatever itll prob b fine lol. but mostly not an issue. emotional#control. i dont lash out at ppl except myself i guess. ill sometimes have freak out meltdowns bc i get so frustrated with myself plus mood#weirdness. so not great. flexible thinking. im pretty rigid. if plans randomly change theres like a 1 in 3 chance ill freak out and start#crying and it takes me a long time to adjust to the idea that i have to chsnge something. and things tend to have to b a certain way#not for any reason in particular. thats just how it has to b. i have to eat the same foods. operate at the same times. do thr same things.#thats just how it is. and i find it difficult in social situations to adapt to the flow of convention bc its like but we're talking abt thi#now but something just interrupted and we aren't going abck to that thing. i dont make it other ppls problem but its uncomfortable for me.#working memory. my memory is pretty fucked. self monitoring. im good at that. too good. im pathologically self reflective. planning &#prioritizing. i can plan but i cant prioritize for shit. i will spiral for hours doing nothing bc i can't decide what comes 1st.#task initation. im good at torturing myself into getting things done but i anxiously avoid a lot of things but once i start its like: im in#this mode now. no i cant fucking stop i need this to b done. i need to sit here and finish it otherwise i wont come back to it. i cant do#moderation its all or nothing. all school and nothing outside of that. cant send mail. cant clean sink. i see it and kno i need to do it an#then i just walk away from the disaster area. organization. is ok. it looks a disaster but i only exist in like 3 places so i dont lose#things often but i dont remember where i put things once i put them down i have to deduce where i would have put it. does that paint the#picture of executive functioning issues or rigid and restrictive compulsive behavior paired with self destructive impulses leading to#absolute mental exhaustion which is y things arent getting done? could b either or both. idk my ability to do things 95% of the way and wal#away leaving a mess that ill never come back to strikes me more as the former but what do i#still its worth considering bc i do have an amazing to control myself in a way that's completely out of my control. maybr my start/stop#switch is just fucked idk. slow down and reorient says my counselor u never stop to rest. shes right but also im a grad student stopping#would mean death u gotta keep swimming and doing more than u should. thats how it is#but im so tired and i only get more and more tired. so somethings gotta give eventually#unrelated#i forgot focus. my focus is good sometimes and sometimes my brain is moving too fast and i cant focus at all. its static#but focus is not a thing i cna control
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doubletrucks · 1 year
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the fact that no one prepared me for the sheer amount of possible jobs that can exist in the world is really coming back for me
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akirakirxaa · 8 months
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When Persephone next visited Emet-Selch, none the worse for wear but with a healthy wariness of proceeding into strangely dark floors of the mines, she knew something was wrong.
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"Game? I'm not playing any games," Persephone frowned in confusion. "I just find myself very fond of you and was hoping you felt the same."
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This isn't about him not feeling the same, Persephone realized, squaring her shoulders and meeting his gaze as she listened to his tale. This is about him being afraid to feel again.
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She bristled angrily, letting fury take the reins from her hurt for the moment. Rage was easier to work with than hurt.
"I don't want to do that," her voice was all quiet anger. "And I don't think you do either."
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"Probably, yeah," she mumbled, turning on her heel and storming out.
She was back at her farm before she let the first tears fall.
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randomszzz · 2 years
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I tend to be a bit skeptical about assigning twewy’s songs to its characters; especially given the earlier incarnations song placements being rather free wheeling.  Like the songs conveyed certain ideas and energies, but weren’t really bound to A Specific Character.  (And more power to the fans that decide that those ideas belong to That Character Specifically, I guess, but its not my speed)
Having said all that, the two straight up exceptions to this are Megumi and Satisfy and Susukichi and we’re losing you.  Zero reservations there. 
#twewy#ntwewy#megumi kitaniji#susukichi#kaichi susuki#neo really leaned into transformation for sho and thats cool I guess#but sho and transformation were originally independent of each other.  transformation isn't ABOUT sho#hard to embrace it when spending an hour getting the shit kicked out of you well after hours under the covers#while someday blares and someone savors his victory with a soh-cah-toa is a vibrant teenage memory#tbf idk if megumi was originally really tied with satisfy (I think satisfy was in jp ds twewy but taken out in english#no idea what its placement was)#but yeah I can't listen to satisfy or we're losing you without thinking about them#we're losing you also really isn't the sort of music i'd be inclined to appreciate#but in light of susukichi's stuggles? I (kinda sorta) get it now#Also I thought I'd replay a new day last night but where I opened my game was in dead god's pad and just spent 15 minutes vibing to satisfy#neku too I love his floofy hair and little head nods and foot taps#I wish neo had such lively animations#so sad no party members following you in the overworld in neo :(#cute little idle animations adding characterization#Also if I was a perfectly fair human I would say unpainted counts for shiba but I'm not unpainted is my favorite song#shiba is a despicable man#but for like half of neo's track if I even tried to associate them with characters it would just be OMG ITS RINDOKA#its really not hard to associate songs with characters if you're so inclined#twewy isn't super restrictive in where songs play so there's a ton of room for song interpretation to be overrun by bias
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just-a-simple-dyke · 2 years
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I just had the realization that we've seen almost all of the scenes from the trailer and a large part of the remaining ones i'm pretty sure are reserved for the very last episode so....what the fuck is gonna happen inbetween😀😀
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yamikawas · 2 years
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ok but literally anyone else who likes yoomtah too much should die.Lol
ps: girl i went so insane i hit max tags before i was even done typing.
#going on twitter to search for more images of her and being reminded that other people like her and getting violent abt it hashtag girl#full offense but you are never going to even come CLOSE to loving her the way i do you dont even deserve to LOOK at her ^_^#bet yoomtah would shock you to death with a million volts to the head for trying to get in between us lol#(''you'' referring to the people i want dead for liking yoomtah not to the person reading this JSYK)#but like seriously why cant people just get that shes MINE and just shut up and draw her without saying weird crap#bro shes taken she would literally kill you for trying to get in between us the only one who she wants to cuddle and hold hands with is ME#her and i are at a point where we seriously know we're gonna get married and you STILL have the nerve to say things like that about her???#SHE'S TAKEN SHE'S IN A COMMITTED RELATIONSHIP WE'RE PRACTICALLY ENGAGED HAVE YOU CONSIDERED DYING IN A DITCH AND GOING TO HELL#like what the hell is your problem are you somehow not aware that she is already mine. that i'm the one who truly loves her.#like what do i gotta do to drill it into your ignorant brains#SH TW /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// do i need to carve her name into my skin to prove it. Lol#i could!!! i really could!!! i bet no one else would do that for her!!! it would prove everything she means to me!!!#would you finally leave her alone then??? would that prove how much i need her??? would you finally let me have her all to myself???#but she wouldnt want to see me hurt. and if she Did then thatd make me feel even worse. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa#but i'm not about to hurt someone else irl to prove myself so what other option do i have#but also that'd require posting sh pics to prove it and well guess what happened to my old vent blogs when i posted sh pics -_-#ok if ur reading this and genuinely worried for my safety or something i am most likely Not going to actually do anything im just being a#lil mental rn and i need to get the thoughts out there so they dont fill up my brain i hope u understand JHSJDKFBJGKG#SH TW IS OVER U CAN KEEP READING IF U WANTED TO SKIP THAT#girl what is wrong with me i base my entire life around a cartoon chr and then get mad when other people like her at all#but to be fair she's the first real reason to live i've ever had like.#i remember even at early elementary school age i felt like i would question what i was even alive for and if i even had a purpose#i am not sure if that is normal or not but i have a feeling it is not?#and if u followed my old vent blogs u would know How i was. Yknow#and even with things and chrs i liked before none of them made me feel a genuine reason to live.Until Yoomtah#it didn't take long for me to notice that the happiness i felt with her was something much more significant#something that gave me hope to keep going. something that made me feel truly alive.#something i have never experienced before- she is something to LIVE for.#shes my everything!!! shes the reason why i was made!!!! i could never exist without her and thats why i felt so dead before i met her!!!!!#what i feel for her is love but also so so so much more than just ''love'' can describe!!!!!!
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deathbind · 10 hours
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I haven't written tonight, but I have done some dice rolls to decide details on his first life. Gotta say, the dice gave me interesting choices.
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mementomorivivi · 8 months
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my therapist said i "seem very fragmented" but i dont know if that actually means anything because i dont really trust that she knows what shes talking about when it comes to CDDs. like fine part of that is on me and my trust issues but mostly its that a lot of the things shes said about CDDs were at best outdated language and at worst based in harmful and stigmatizing misconceptions.
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lenny-1of2dads · 1 month
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Dave was twentyseven and one of my best workers. He started about two years ago. One of the last single guys on the crew. He has the whitest butt on the crew, and everyone would give him a bad time about keeping his pants pulled up. Blinding light due the the reflection of the sun. We can't work Dave is cracking us up too much.
On Fridays I hand out paychecks for the week before at a Local bar called Tumble Inn. If you don't pick them up at the bar, you can pick it up at the office on Monday. All eleven guys show up to cash their checks and party. The bartender Jilly has been a friend of mind for years. She was at my wedding twelve years ago, and served me drinks through my divorce. She gets the credit for getting me off of Jack Daniels and I am now drinking Scotch.
We stopped working a bit before five, and the guys wives start showing up by five thirty to grab their money. Everyone on the crew is gone by seven and home eating dinner with kids. Jilly, I are talking at the end of the bar. Dave is playing pool alone in the corner. As I watch his shorts get lower and lower. He pulls them up and they slow start to fall back down. I walk over to Dave take off my belt and hand it to him.
He laughs. Says no thank you can't you see I am trying to get laid here. I suggest he will only get gay guys like that. He replies I know that's the point. I was on my fifth scotch I had a buzz. WTF was all I could come up with. I whispered quietly You're gay?
He looked at me like I was stupid. Then said Sorry boss I thought you knew. He takes the belt from my hand and starts to put it on. He continued to say I put on my application I did two years hard time. I was gay after the first year. I am cool with it. I just don't like gay bars, or gay guys that much. It's messed up but I figure it out.
Then Dave drops a bombshell, all this time I thought you were gay. I thought you liked looking at my butt. I am so sorry boss, but Jilly is the only girl you ever talk to. In a bar full of them. My head was spinning but not from the scotch. I said, I should go home while I can still drive. I will see you at work on Monday. Dave grabs my hand and asks if we are cool, and if he still has a job. I put him in a brief head lock and rubbed his buzzed head. We're good gay boy I am an equal opportunity employer.
I say goodnight to Jilly and head home with crazy ideas running through my head. By the time I was home I was thinking since the divorce of all of the changes I have made in the the last two years. Beside learning to do my own laundry and keep a house clean which was kind of gay if you think about it. I had stopped looking at all adult content. I was thirty-seven single and not even having sex with myself. I was not straight I was not anything. Except glad to finally pass out.
I get up and stop for coffee on the way to the office. Everyone was off on Saturday, and that was when I did paperwork. I stayed focused trying my best to not think about gay stuff. The way I said goodbye on the phone sounded gay. The way I crossed my legs that was gay. Real men don't use letter openers that is gay. I checked my watch to see if Jilly was on shift yet. This was making me crazy. The door opens and slight knock Hello boss I was just bring your belt back I figured you might be here.
I say thanks he could have waited until Monday. I have several. You should keep it.
He gets nervous and says I am sorry about what I said yesterday, a few too many beers. I have never hit on a guy before, and had no idea what I was doing. I was freaking a little I work with a bunch of guys. Sexual harassment at the workplace has never been an issue. I have never had a gay employee before. I am thinking to myself I got a bottle of scotch stashed where did I put that?
Dave said, I guess I will see you Monday boss. As he heads out the door he drops his keys. He bends over to pick them up. His shorts fall to his ankles exposing everything. He freaks bending over to pull them back up. He turns to apologize. Sorry boss all my clothes are too big. I will go to the store and buy a belt right now.
I sit down at my desk, and say. Wait a minute hang on. It was it the left bottom drawer in the back. Let's have a drink and you tell me why you think I am gay. Dave sits down: Looks me in the eye and says It was mostly wishful thinking. I just can't hang with super gay dudes that act like girls. I like big strong dudes and you defiantly qualified. The fact you did not flirt with girls, and hearing about your divorce I just assumed it might be a possibility. Don't get all paranoid the only thing you and I have in common is we are both lonely.
He downs his drink which should have been sipped. He loses his breath for a second. Asking in loud whisper voice. What was that? He goes to stand and his pants fall down again. I am cracking up laughing at this point. Dave steps out of his shorts and then throws them at me. Saying don't laugh. Leaving himself standing naked in front of me feeling very self conscious. He smiles and asks for his shorts back.
As I pour another glass I ask. So what is the easiest way to find out if I am gay or not?
He said You could kiss me you will know right away.
I was skeptical. One kiss and I will know.
Dave said I am not talking a peck on the lips. I am talking tongues and everything your best kiss possible.
I figured I had nothing to lose at this point. Stand up walk over to Dave thinking I can do this. I am not gay this will prove it.
We separate mouths after about three minutes. I was gay and he was already naked. I dumped my desk over to clear what was on top of it computer monitor papers and all. We made gay love for the first time in our lives right there in my office and on top of my desk. We just sat on top and held each other afterwards in amassment of what just happen. Dave got emotional saying I had a lot of sex in jail, but never like that.
It was a first for both of us. We were both confused where the other wanted this to go. Dave smiles and says l will see you on Monday Boss? I told him he wasn't going to go home so fast. Plan on lunch and dinner with me. We have to decide what tell the crew on Monday. Which side on the bed you sleep on. How long we have to wait before we can do that again. He has the most awesome giggle. His head was spinning just like mine. We were two kids doing it for the first time.
I called my best friend Jilly and ask if she would go to the bar an hour before her shift and have lunch with me. She agreed. We left the office a mess and stopped at JCPenney and purchased 10 pair of shorts and two packs of sexy underwear and two belts. He changed his clothes in the truck and we walk in all smiles to meet Jilly. She gives Dave a high five and a hug saying thank you so much. Then I find out she thought I might be gay too and knew Dave had a crush on me. Jilly had suggested I loan him my belt. She also knew my wife cheated on me a lot behind my back. She saw the guy that told me about it after I punched him in the face. She said Now that I'm out of the closet and gay she thinks I am not as scary and promises to tell me what she thinks moving forward.
Monday Dave and I over sleep and I get a call from the office. Joe said boss the door to the office was unlocked and the place was trashed. Do you want me to call the cops? I say no just please clean it up I be there in ten minutes. They see Dave and I get out of the Truck and walk in together. They are looking at us and each other. Joe says You two did this. Let me guess you're like boyfriends now. He goes into a happy dance saying I knew you two were gay, I knew it. I knew it. I was so glad to be done for the day. The comments were getting a bit pervy for ten straight construction workers.
I will never understand how this happened. While I did not hate gay people I just though two gay guys was gross. I am now reminded I am gay everytime I look at Dave. I flipped a switch in my brain. I find myself enjoying introducing Dave as my boyfriend. Watching a few people freaking, while most people could care less. Friday was payday as normal. Every employee and their families showed up to celebrate. Dave's brother, and his wife. Someone got a very inappropriate cake and everything.
Jilly and I are at our end of the bar as she refills my scotch. She says now that we have agreed to no secret's and you are no longer scary I do have one more thing to tell you.
I said after the gay thing I am ready. What... Jilly reminds me the night the divorce became final I was at the bar drinking Jack Daniels. I said I know That was the night you drove me home and put me in bed. Jilly we have this conversation before. You save me from a DUI. I woke up the next day saying I was done with females, and you would only pour me scotch after that.
Jilly smiles takes my drink away and says. We have tried to have this conversation you never let me finish. What you don't remember is after I help you out of your clothes we had sex. I was the last person you had sex with before you swore off females forever.
I was freaking saying Jilly I don't remember any of that. She blamed it on the Jack Daniels, said I was having blacks outs. The reason she stop serving it to me. She said I took total advantage of you in your drunken state. This is all my fault I just needed you to know.
Am I missing something were you afraid I would be upset you and I got drunk and did stuff. I don't remember it You are not the reason I swore off females. I don't understand what am I missing? She added Just that the 2 year old at my house you call your little buddy is definitely your son.
I calmly asked for my drink back and I down it instead of sipping. I then excused my myself to use the restroom put my fist throw the wall above the urinal. I just started balling my eyes out of happyness. In the last week I found out I am gay, and someone to be gay with, and now a dad with my best friend. This has got to be the best week ever. Light bulb goes off I come to my senses. I dry my eyes fix my hair wash the small blood from my knuckle. I tell Jilly I running to Circle K next door. I spent 100 bucks on lottery tickets.
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triforce-of-mischief · 10 months
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when you've seen a movie so many times you imitate the characters' movements as a stim
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orionremastered · 2 months
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could you do a batfam x oblivious reader who’s so close to finding out they’re a vigilante, but she doesn’t even know if that makes sense? like nightwing crawling in through the window when he thought she was asleep, only for her to be awake and go “wrong house?” not realizing it’s her boyfriend.. who thought she was asleep
this made me laugh. very good thinking brains y'all have
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Dick Grayson
The sound of your window sliding open prompts you to look up from where you lie your head on the pillow. You can't seem to get to sleep and maybe it's a good thing— you grab for the lamp on the bedside table and raise it high over your head.
Climbing through the window, however, is not a common thief. It's Nightwing.
"What are you doing here?"
The vigilante freezes, slowly looking up to meet your eyes. "I was told there was domestic abuse occurring in this apartment," he says smoothly. "You have a boyfriend?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Where is he?"
You look over to Dick's spot on the bed and only just now do you realise it's empty. There's a note written on paper that reads, OUT TO GET FOOD.
"He's grocery shopping."
"Ah, wrong apartment, then. Sorry to bother you." The vigilante then ducks outside.
Jason Todd
A loud crash prompts you to wake up— far earlier than you're used to. The sun isn't even up yet. Glancing to the side of your bed, you forget Jason's out on a business trip, what ever his business is.
You carefully climb out of bed, creeping to the bedroom door and slowly pushing it open. In your living stands Red Hood himself, dismantling an assault rifle.
"What are you doing in my house?"
The vigilante whips his head around, frozen like a deer in headlights. There's a long few minutes of silence where the two of you stare at each other.
"Gun's not working. I'll be out in a minute, just need to fix it. My apologies."
"Oh," you say, shrugging your shoulders. "Stay safe, then."
Red Hood nods, watching you return to your bed with a quiet sigh.
Tim Drake
Waking up at your usual time and kissing Tim gently on the forehead, almost as a reward for sleeping.
After eating breakfast as quickly as you could, you were surprised to see Tim still asleep and give him another gentle kiss, this time on the nose.
You've only got half an hour until you have to go to work, so you rush to the bathroom to get ready.
The Red Robin suit is draped over the shower wall, unmistakeable.
In your bathroom.
"Tim?" You shout, forgetting your boyfriend's need to sleep. "Tim!"
"What?" he replies groggily, slowly getting out of bed.
"The Red Robin suit is in my bathroom."
"Oh, uh, he asked me to clean it for him. We're sort of like, friends. I guess. It's weird."
"You never told me that," you say.
"It's a recent thing. Sorry."
You shrug and get ready for work, ignoring the suit at is it hangs in your bathroom.
Damian Wayne
"Emergency at work," your boyfriend had said. He gets a lot of those, you think. "Be back in the morning. Maybe later."
Now, going to sleep late— towards midnight, where Damian would have already dragged you into bed— you realised you didn't have on of his shirts to sleep in.
When he wasn't with you to sleep, you always sleep in one of his shirts.
You begin scrummaging through his wardrobe— which you never do— only for a shirt. You find one, your favourite black one, and pull it out.
Underneath the shirt, revealed as you yank it from the drawer, is a katanna.
"Oh. Oh."
It's late. You're tired. You've got the shirt.
It's probably just an antique piece anyway. Rich people have all sorts of things.
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