Jason Todd

[dying-and-rising]

"You can't stop crime! That's what you never understood! I'm CONTROLLING it!... I'm doing what YOU won't! I'm taking them out."

My name is Jason Todd, you might know me as Red Hood. I am a protector of those who cannot protective themselves in the crime alley. Do not give me a reason and I will not cause harm to you

I'm 21...ish I don't know age is weird for me.

OOC: I'm going to fix this banner more later I just don't feel like making it rn

anyways mun is 19, shipping and nsfw is allowed as long as you are over 18.

NO BATCEST YOU WEIRD FUCKS

blog will contain many triggering topics, they will be tagged when needed

[dorian-adonis-queen]

I have a modeling session in gotham.. what should I worry about or be aware of before going to Gotham? Im from Star City.

[dying-and-rising]

...everything

[dorian-adonis-queen]

Well thats helpful.

[dying-and-rising]

it's a shit place

[dorian-adonis-queen]

Do i need to hire protection?

[dying-and-rising]

I mean it wouldn't hurt

[dorian-adonis-queen]

I have a modeling session in gotham.. what should I worry about or be aware of before going to Gotham? Im from Star City.

[dying-and-rising]

...everything

[dorian-adonis-queen]

Well thats helpful.

[dying-and-rising]

it's a shit place

[dying-and-rising]

I bought something for you to use on me!

You... do you like it?

Is that a collar???

[reality-of-prime]

Yes ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

[dying-and-rising]

Come over and let’s test it out

[reality-of-prime]

YES SIR! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ [flies over to Gotham]

[dying-and-rising]

He waits for CK, reading a book on his couch. He was glad he was at his own place and not the manor

[reality-of-prime]

All the way from Metropolis, flying at the speed of sound, it didn't take long for Prime to arrive just on the outskirts of Crime Alley. Finding Jason's own place was a piece of cake⸻especially to a diehard fan like CK, he easily knows where Jason's house-apartment was.

He was dressed in his civvies; a white-red graphic tee of the Legion of Super-Heroes symbol printed on his chest, dark brown pants, sneakers, and his non-prescription glasses. Once in front of the door, one hand holding the bag that held the gift he bought and the other knocking on the door, he slightly rocks on his heels, waiting.

[dying-and-rising]

Jason opens the door. He was still in his pyjamas from when he got home last night from patrol. It had been a long mission so today was a lazy day. His pants were black and white plaid, and he was wearing a Gotham U hoodie that he totally didn't steal from Bruce.

Jason opened the door more, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he did so. He decided to skip shaving today so he could just read and stay on the couch. He still had to train later but that could wait until every bone in his body wasn't aching.

However, seeing the man in front of him made it all go away for a second, "Hey"

[reality-of-prime]

If this was a comic panel right now, Clark would have his unseen, invisible image-self cheering and crying to the heavens for letting him see such a carefree and lazy looking Jason Todd. In the flesh at that too! His dreams were finally coming true and one more check off the bucket list.

Outwardly, he flashed the other a smile and greeted back, "Hello Jason. I'm not late this time."

[dying-and-rising]

He grimaces and nods, "Yeah I guess you have a point" he grumbles as he walks inside the small apartment.

The living space was clean, Jason took pride in his cleanliness. There was a slight smell of eucalyptus and lavender coming from a diffuser on the living room coffee table.

"So...I'm assuming the gift is for you to wear?"

[reality-of-prime]

Following inside, Clark closed the door behind him before looking all over the space and inhaling that eucalyptus and lavender scent filling the room.

"Hmm?" He turns to look over to Jason's direction. "Well, none of us owns a dog. I mean, it'll look good on me~"

[dying-and-rising]

He snorts and sits on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

He smirks at the other man and points to the ground at his side, "Then be a good boy and you can get it"

[reality-of-prime]

And good god did that make his heart skip a beat, jolting subtly in place before he does as commanded, biting his lips from stopping a wide grin from growing on his face.

He placed the bag he brought with him by Jason's side as his knees hit the floor with a thud. Clark's eyes were softly sparkling, and his face were slightly flushed. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging so fast and so much...

[dying-and-rising]

He smiles, "Good boy" He says as he opens the box and takes out the collar. It was expensive, he could tell by the quality of the leather and the heavy charm on the front of it. He puts his feet down and leans forward.

He gently clips the collar onto his neck, moving the mans head around like a doll to ensure it was good. He gave a teasing tug on the collar and leans back, "You like that?"

[reality-of-prime]

Clark could hear his heartbeat ringing in his ears. The blood flowing through his whole body and could see each and every mini-movements that Jason took.

Once he felt the leather wrapping around his neck and the S-Shield charm resting against his chest did he take a deep breath. And oh god did his heart seem to beat out of his chest the moment the other man tugged on the collar, forcing him to lean forward with it.

Head eagerly nodding, voice strangely hoarse, he asked in return. "Do you?"

[dying-and-rising]

"yeah I do" He says, voice husky and low, "Fuck you're so pretty" He says as he stares at the man on the ground

He then turns away, purposefully ignoring Clark, wanting to see what the man would do about this.

[reality-of-prime]

Clark, at the moment, was in heaven. He died on the spot and went to heaven from the praise and how Jason liked how he looked with the collar he bought.

Just when he felt that a minute has passed that there wasn't anything else done, he blinks a couple times, staring over to the other who was looking away.

...what? Why'd he just?

After praising him? After making Clark feel like he was in heaven, Jason just... ignores him after? Shouldn't he be praised more? Maybe even told to... do something?

But no. Nothing.

He slightly fidgets in place, waiting for anymore late reactions.

[dying-and-rising]

He picks up the book, opening back to the page he was on before. A hand moves to Clark's hair, gently running fingers through the black strands. He hummed to himself but doesn't acknowledge the man further.

[reality-of-prime]

Just when he thought there'd be no acknowledgement from Jason, Clark was slowly reaching to tug on the man's jeans before he felt a weight on the top of his head.

Slowly, he was melting to the floor from the touch before he nuzzled against the palm, slowly leaning closer and closer to the other's leg and lean against it.

[dying-and-rising]

When he feels the weight against his leg he sets his book down, putting the bookmark in it. He stares down at the man at his feet, "aww is puppy being needy?" he says in the same type of tone you'd talk to a dog in, though it was unfamiliar to his mouth

[reality-of-prime]

Whatever did Clark do to deserve this?

Oh, right. The Krypto Dog Collar. That's what. And boy was he so glad he bought it. For Jason. And for Jason to let him wear it. Just for him.

The condescending tone that was used on him made him feel so weak and powerless. He closed his eyes, swallowed the lump in his throat before he slowly shakes his head. "No. Yes. Not... maybe."

[dying-and-rising]

"So I can go back to reading then?" he says as he turns away, moving his leg and hand away so there was nothing touching the man. He smirks but hides it as he picks his book back up. He doesn't bother opening to the page he was on before, knowing the book would be closed down again in a few minutes

[reality-of-prime]

The weight on his head and sturdy limb he was leaning on vanished and Clark can't help but feel humiliated! Was this a new kink he discovered? Did he even liked this? Well, it seemed like it? Especially when Clark finds himself slowly inching closer to Jason's leg and placing his chin against the man's knee. Looking up at him with big, pleading puppy eyes as he begs for attention.

[dying-and-rising]

He sets the book down, “what do you want C, use your words” he says as he ruffs his hair

[reality-of-prime]

"Attention. I want some~" And well, if he sounded spoiled or whiny, maybe he did.

[dying-and-rising]

He tilts his head up, smirking down at him, “are you going to be good?”

[reality-of-prime]

As Clark's chin lift off from Jason's knee, head tilted back and raised higher, the pupils in his eyes were full-blown. Lips slowly pursed out to a pout as his head gently nodded. "I've been good. I'll be good~"

[dying-and-rising]

"You've been needy pup" He says with a tsk, "Not the same, but I'll forgive you because you look real goo at my feet like that" He says as he tugs the collar

[reality-of-prime]

Should I do a costume change? Like go emo.

[dying-and-rising]

Yes

[dying-and-rising]

I bought something for you to use on me!

You... do you like it?

Is that a collar???

[reality-of-prime]

Yes ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

[dying-and-rising]

Come over and let’s test it out

[reality-of-prime]

YES SIR! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ [flies over to Gotham]

[dying-and-rising]

He waits for CK, reading a book on his couch. He was glad he was at his own place and not the manor

[reality-of-prime]

All the way from Metropolis, flying at the speed of sound, it didn't take long for Prime to arrive just on the outskirts of Crime Alley. Finding Jason's own place was a piece of cake⸻especially to a diehard fan like CK, he easily knows where Jason's house-apartment was.

He was dressed in his civvies; a white-red graphic tee of the Legion of Super-Heroes symbol printed on his chest, dark brown pants, sneakers, and his non-prescription glasses. Once in front of the door, one hand holding the bag that held the gift he bought and the other knocking on the door, he slightly rocks on his heels, waiting.

[dying-and-rising]

Jason opens the door. He was still in his pyjamas from when he got home last night from patrol. It had been a long mission so today was a lazy day. His pants were black and white plaid, and he was wearing a Gotham U hoodie that he totally didn't steal from Bruce.

Jason opened the door more, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he did so. He decided to skip shaving today so he could just read and stay on the couch. He still had to train later but that could wait until every bone in his body wasn't aching.

However, seeing the man in front of him made it all go away for a second, "Hey"

[reality-of-prime]

If this was a comic panel right now, Clark would have his unseen, invisible image-self cheering and crying to the heavens for letting him see such a carefree and lazy looking Jason Todd. In the flesh at that too! His dreams were finally coming true and one more check off the bucket list.

Outwardly, he flashed the other a smile and greeted back, "Hello Jason. I'm not late this time."

[dying-and-rising]

He grimaces and nods, "Yeah I guess you have a point" he grumbles as he walks inside the small apartment.

The living space was clean, Jason took pride in his cleanliness. There was a slight smell of eucalyptus and lavender coming from a diffuser on the living room coffee table.

"So...I'm assuming the gift is for you to wear?"

[reality-of-prime]

Following inside, Clark closed the door behind him before looking all over the space and inhaling that eucalyptus and lavender scent filling the room.

"Hmm?" He turns to look over to Jason's direction. "Well, none of us owns a dog. I mean, it'll look good on me~"

[dying-and-rising]

He snorts and sits on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

He smirks at the other man and points to the ground at his side, "Then be a good boy and you can get it"

[reality-of-prime]

And good god did that make his heart skip a beat, jolting subtly in place before he does as commanded, biting his lips from stopping a wide grin from growing on his face.

He placed the bag he brought with him by Jason's side as his knees hit the floor with a thud. Clark's eyes were softly sparkling, and his face were slightly flushed. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging so fast and so much...

[dying-and-rising]

He smiles, "Good boy" He says as he opens the box and takes out the collar. It was expensive, he could tell by the quality of the leather and the heavy charm on the front of it. He puts his feet down and leans forward.

He gently clips the collar onto his neck, moving the mans head around like a doll to ensure it was good. He gave a teasing tug on the collar and leans back, "You like that?"

[reality-of-prime]

Clark could hear his heartbeat ringing in his ears. The blood flowing through his whole body and could see each and every mini-movements that Jason took.

Once he felt the leather wrapping around his neck and the S-Shield charm resting against his chest did he take a deep breath. And oh god did his heart seem to beat out of his chest the moment the other man tugged on the collar, forcing him to lean forward with it.

Head eagerly nodding, voice strangely hoarse, he asked in return. "Do you?"

[dying-and-rising]

"yeah I do" He says, voice husky and low, "Fuck you're so pretty" He says as he stares at the man on the ground

He then turns away, purposefully ignoring Clark, wanting to see what the man would do about this.

[reality-of-prime]

Clark, at the moment, was in heaven. He died on the spot and went to heaven from the praise and how Jason liked how he looked with the collar he bought.

Just when he felt that a minute has passed that there wasn't anything else done, he blinks a couple times, staring over to the other who was looking away.

...what? Why'd he just?

After praising him? After making Clark feel like he was in heaven, Jason just... ignores him after? Shouldn't he be praised more? Maybe even told to... do something?

But no. Nothing.

He slightly fidgets in place, waiting for anymore late reactions.

[dying-and-rising]

He picks up the book, opening back to the page he was on before. A hand moves to Clark's hair, gently running fingers through the black strands. He hummed to himself but doesn't acknowledge the man further.

[reality-of-prime]

Just when he thought there'd be no acknowledgement from Jason, Clark was slowly reaching to tug on the man's jeans before he felt a weight on the top of his head.

Slowly, he was melting to the floor from the touch before he nuzzled against the palm, slowly leaning closer and closer to the other's leg and lean against it.

[dying-and-rising]

When he feels the weight against his leg he sets his book down, putting the bookmark in it. He stares down at the man at his feet, "aww is puppy being needy?" he says in the same type of tone you'd talk to a dog in, though it was unfamiliar to his mouth

[reality-of-prime]

Whatever did Clark do to deserve this?

Oh, right. The Krypto Dog Collar. That's what. And boy was he so glad he bought it. For Jason. And for Jason to let him wear it. Just for him.

The condescending tone that was used on him made him feel so weak and powerless. He closed his eyes, swallowed the lump in his throat before he slowly shakes his head. "No. Yes. Not... maybe."

[dying-and-rising]

"So I can go back to reading then?" he says as he turns away, moving his leg and hand away so there was nothing touching the man. He smirks but hides it as he picks his book back up. He doesn't bother opening to the page he was on before, knowing the book would be closed down again in a few minutes

[reality-of-prime]

The weight on his head and sturdy limb he was leaning on vanished and Clark can't help but feel humiliated! Was this a new kink he discovered? Did he even liked this? Well, it seemed like it? Especially when Clark finds himself slowly inching closer to Jason's leg and placing his chin against the man's knee. Looking up at him with big, pleading puppy eyes as he begs for attention.

[dying-and-rising]

He sets the book down, “what do you want C, use your words” he says as he ruffs his hair

[reality-of-prime]

"Attention. I want some~" And well, if he sounded spoiled or whiny, maybe he did.

[dying-and-rising]

He tilts his head up, smirking down at him, “are you going to be good?”

[dying-and-rising]

Six seven

...what? why are we counting

[raedhood]

how do you not know six seven

[dying-and-rising]

no?

[raedhood]

sit your ass down. we’re teaching you brainrot.

[dying-and-rising]

I-ok

[raedhood]

this is my king triple t

[dying-and-rising]

What the fuck is that thing?!?!?

[raedhood]

HOW DARE YOU

next time you interrupt me im going to hit you with his bat.

this is tralalero tralala

[dying-and-rising]

okay...

[raedhood]

this is chimpanzini bananini

aka the one that looks like my dumb sister

[dying-and-rising]

…that’s a banana and a chimp? Why

[dying-and-rising]

Six seven

...what? why are we counting

[raedhood]

how do you not know six seven

[dying-and-rising]

no?

[raedhood]

sit your ass down. we’re teaching you brainrot.

[dying-and-rising]

I-ok

[raedhood]

this is my king triple t

[dying-and-rising]

What the fuck is that thing?!?!?

[raedhood]

HOW DARE YOU

next time you interrupt me im going to hit you with his bat.

this is tralalero tralala

[dying-and-rising]

okay...

[dying-and-rising]

Six seven

...what? why are we counting

[raedhood]

how do you not know six seven

[dying-and-rising]

no?

[raedhood]

sit your ass down. we’re teaching you brainrot.

[dying-and-rising]

I-ok

[raedhood]

this is my king triple t

[dying-and-rising]

What the fuck is that thing?!?!?

[dying-and-rising]

I bought something for you to use on me!

You... do you like it?

Is that a collar???

[reality-of-prime]

Yes ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

[dying-and-rising]

Come over and let’s test it out

[reality-of-prime]

YES SIR! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ [flies over to Gotham]

[dying-and-rising]

He waits for CK, reading a book on his couch. He was glad he was at his own place and not the manor

[reality-of-prime]

All the way from Metropolis, flying at the speed of sound, it didn't take long for Prime to arrive just on the outskirts of Crime Alley. Finding Jason's own place was a piece of cake⸻especially to a diehard fan like CK, he easily knows where Jason's house-apartment was.

He was dressed in his civvies; a white-red graphic tee of the Legion of Super-Heroes symbol printed on his chest, dark brown pants, sneakers, and his non-prescription glasses. Once in front of the door, one hand holding the bag that held the gift he bought and the other knocking on the door, he slightly rocks on his heels, waiting.

[dying-and-rising]

Jason opens the door. He was still in his pyjamas from when he got home last night from patrol. It had been a long mission so today was a lazy day. His pants were black and white plaid, and he was wearing a Gotham U hoodie that he totally didn't steal from Bruce.

Jason opened the door more, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he did so. He decided to skip shaving today so he could just read and stay on the couch. He still had to train later but that could wait until every bone in his body wasn't aching.

However, seeing the man in front of him made it all go away for a second, "Hey"

[reality-of-prime]

If this was a comic panel right now, Clark would have his unseen, invisible image-self cheering and crying to the heavens for letting him see such a carefree and lazy looking Jason Todd. In the flesh at that too! His dreams were finally coming true and one more check off the bucket list.

Outwardly, he flashed the other a smile and greeted back, "Hello Jason. I'm not late this time."

[dying-and-rising]

He grimaces and nods, "Yeah I guess you have a point" he grumbles as he walks inside the small apartment.

The living space was clean, Jason took pride in his cleanliness. There was a slight smell of eucalyptus and lavender coming from a diffuser on the living room coffee table.

"So...I'm assuming the gift is for you to wear?"

[reality-of-prime]

Following inside, Clark closed the door behind him before looking all over the space and inhaling that eucalyptus and lavender scent filling the room.

"Hmm?" He turns to look over to Jason's direction. "Well, none of us owns a dog. I mean, it'll look good on me~"

[dying-and-rising]

He snorts and sits on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

He smirks at the other man and points to the ground at his side, "Then be a good boy and you can get it"

[reality-of-prime]

And good god did that make his heart skip a beat, jolting subtly in place before he does as commanded, biting his lips from stopping a wide grin from growing on his face.

He placed the bag he brought with him by Jason's side as his knees hit the floor with a thud. Clark's eyes were softly sparkling, and his face were slightly flushed. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging so fast and so much...

[dying-and-rising]

He smiles, "Good boy" He says as he opens the box and takes out the collar. It was expensive, he could tell by the quality of the leather and the heavy charm on the front of it. He puts his feet down and leans forward.

He gently clips the collar onto his neck, moving the mans head around like a doll to ensure it was good. He gave a teasing tug on the collar and leans back, "You like that?"

[reality-of-prime]

Clark could hear his heartbeat ringing in his ears. The blood flowing through his whole body and could see each and every mini-movements that Jason took.

Once he felt the leather wrapping around his neck and the S-Shield charm resting against his chest did he take a deep breath. And oh god did his heart seem to beat out of his chest the moment the other man tugged on the collar, forcing him to lean forward with it.

Head eagerly nodding, voice strangely hoarse, he asked in return. "Do you?"

[dying-and-rising]

"yeah I do" He says, voice husky and low, "Fuck you're so pretty" He says as he stares at the man on the ground

He then turns away, purposefully ignoring Clark, wanting to see what the man would do about this.

[reality-of-prime]

Clark, at the moment, was in heaven. He died on the spot and went to heaven from the praise and how Jason liked how he looked with the collar he bought.

Just when he felt that a minute has passed that there wasn't anything else done, he blinks a couple times, staring over to the other who was looking away.

...what? Why'd he just?

After praising him? After making Clark feel like he was in heaven, Jason just... ignores him after? Shouldn't he be praised more? Maybe even told to... do something?

But no. Nothing.

He slightly fidgets in place, waiting for anymore late reactions.

[dying-and-rising]

He picks up the book, opening back to the page he was on before. A hand moves to Clark's hair, gently running fingers through the black strands. He hummed to himself but doesn't acknowledge the man further.

[reality-of-prime]

Just when he thought there'd be no acknowledgement from Jason, Clark was slowly reaching to tug on the man's jeans before he felt a weight on the top of his head.

Slowly, he was melting to the floor from the touch before he nuzzled against the palm, slowly leaning closer and closer to the other's leg and lean against it.

[dying-and-rising]

When he feels the weight against his leg he sets his book down, putting the bookmark in it. He stares down at the man at his feet, "aww is puppy being needy?" he says in the same type of tone you'd talk to a dog in, though it was unfamiliar to his mouth

[reality-of-prime]

Whatever did Clark do to deserve this?

Oh, right. The Krypto Dog Collar. That's what. And boy was he so glad he bought it. For Jason. And for Jason to let him wear it. Just for him.

The condescending tone that was used on him made him feel so weak and powerless. He closed his eyes, swallowed the lump in his throat before he slowly shakes his head. "No. Yes. Not... maybe."

[dying-and-rising]

"So I can go back to reading then?" he says as he turns away, moving his leg and hand away so there was nothing touching the man. He smirks but hides it as he picks his book back up. He doesn't bother opening to the page he was on before, knowing the book would be closed down again in a few minutes

[reality-of-prime]

The weight on his head and sturdy limb he was leaning on vanished and Clark can't help but feel humiliated! Was this a new kink he discovered? Did he even liked this? Well, it seemed like it? Especially when Clark finds himself slowly inching closer to Jason's leg and placing his chin against the man's knee. Looking up at him with big, pleading puppy eyes as he begs for attention.

[dying-and-rising]

He sets the book down, “what do you want C, use your words” he says as he ruffs his hair

[dying-and-rising]

I bought something for you to use on me!

You... do you like it?

Is that a collar???

[reality-of-prime]

Yes ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

[dying-and-rising]

Come over and let’s test it out

[reality-of-prime]

YES SIR! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ [flies over to Gotham]

[dying-and-rising]

He waits for CK, reading a book on his couch. He was glad he was at his own place and not the manor

[reality-of-prime]

All the way from Metropolis, flying at the speed of sound, it didn't take long for Prime to arrive just on the outskirts of Crime Alley. Finding Jason's own place was a piece of cake⸻especially to a diehard fan like CK, he easily knows where Jason's house-apartment was.

He was dressed in his civvies; a white-red graphic tee of the Legion of Super-Heroes symbol printed on his chest, dark brown pants, sneakers, and his non-prescription glasses. Once in front of the door, one hand holding the bag that held the gift he bought and the other knocking on the door, he slightly rocks on his heels, waiting.

[dying-and-rising]

Jason opens the door. He was still in his pyjamas from when he got home last night from patrol. It had been a long mission so today was a lazy day. His pants were black and white plaid, and he was wearing a Gotham U hoodie that he totally didn't steal from Bruce.

Jason opened the door more, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he did so. He decided to skip shaving today so he could just read and stay on the couch. He still had to train later but that could wait until every bone in his body wasn't aching.

However, seeing the man in front of him made it all go away for a second, "Hey"

[reality-of-prime]

If this was a comic panel right now, Clark would have his unseen, invisible image-self cheering and crying to the heavens for letting him see such a carefree and lazy looking Jason Todd. In the flesh at that too! His dreams were finally coming true and one more check off the bucket list.

Outwardly, he flashed the other a smile and greeted back, "Hello Jason. I'm not late this time."

[dying-and-rising]

He grimaces and nods, "Yeah I guess you have a point" he grumbles as he walks inside the small apartment.

The living space was clean, Jason took pride in his cleanliness. There was a slight smell of eucalyptus and lavender coming from a diffuser on the living room coffee table.

"So...I'm assuming the gift is for you to wear?"

[reality-of-prime]

Following inside, Clark closed the door behind him before looking all over the space and inhaling that eucalyptus and lavender scent filling the room.

"Hmm?" He turns to look over to Jason's direction. "Well, none of us owns a dog. I mean, it'll look good on me~"

[dying-and-rising]

He snorts and sits on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

He smirks at the other man and points to the ground at his side, "Then be a good boy and you can get it"

[reality-of-prime]

And good god did that make his heart skip a beat, jolting subtly in place before he does as commanded, biting his lips from stopping a wide grin from growing on his face.

He placed the bag he brought with him by Jason's side as his knees hit the floor with a thud. Clark's eyes were softly sparkling, and his face were slightly flushed. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging so fast and so much...

[dying-and-rising]

He smiles, "Good boy" He says as he opens the box and takes out the collar. It was expensive, he could tell by the quality of the leather and the heavy charm on the front of it. He puts his feet down and leans forward.

He gently clips the collar onto his neck, moving the mans head around like a doll to ensure it was good. He gave a teasing tug on the collar and leans back, "You like that?"

[reality-of-prime]

Clark could hear his heartbeat ringing in his ears. The blood flowing through his whole body and could see each and every mini-movements that Jason took.

Once he felt the leather wrapping around his neck and the S-Shield charm resting against his chest did he take a deep breath. And oh god did his heart seem to beat out of his chest the moment the other man tugged on the collar, forcing him to lean forward with it.

Head eagerly nodding, voice strangely hoarse, he asked in return. "Do you?"

[dying-and-rising]

"yeah I do" He says, voice husky and low, "Fuck you're so pretty" He says as he stares at the man on the ground

He then turns away, purposefully ignoring Clark, wanting to see what the man would do about this.

[reality-of-prime]

Clark, at the moment, was in heaven. He died on the spot and went to heaven from the praise and how Jason liked how he looked with the collar he bought.

Just when he felt that a minute has passed that there wasn't anything else done, he blinks a couple times, staring over to the other who was looking away.

...what? Why'd he just?

After praising him? After making Clark feel like he was in heaven, Jason just... ignores him after? Shouldn't he be praised more? Maybe even told to... do something?

But no. Nothing.

He slightly fidgets in place, waiting for anymore late reactions.

[dying-and-rising]

He picks up the book, opening back to the page he was on before. A hand moves to Clark's hair, gently running fingers through the black strands. He hummed to himself but doesn't acknowledge the man further.

[reality-of-prime]

Just when he thought there'd be no acknowledgement from Jason, Clark was slowly reaching to tug on the man's jeans before he felt a weight on the top of his head.

Slowly, he was melting to the floor from the touch before he nuzzled against the palm, slowly leaning closer and closer to the other's leg and lean against it.

[dying-and-rising]

When he feels the weight against his leg he sets his book down, putting the bookmark in it. He stares down at the man at his feet, "aww is puppy being needy?" he says in the same type of tone you'd talk to a dog in, though it was unfamiliar to his mouth

[reality-of-prime]

Whatever did Clark do to deserve this?

Oh, right. The Krypto Dog Collar. That's what. And boy was he so glad he bought it. For Jason. And for Jason to let him wear it. Just for him.

The condescending tone that was used on him made him feel so weak and powerless. He closed his eyes, swallowed the lump in his throat before he slowly shakes his head. "No. Yes. Not... maybe."

[dying-and-rising]

"So I can go back to reading then?" he says as he turns away, moving his leg and hand away so there was nothing touching the man. He smirks but hides it as he picks his book back up. He doesn't bother opening to the page he was on before, knowing the book would be closed down again in a few minutes

[dying-and-rising]

I bought something for you to use on me!

You... do you like it?

Is that a collar???

[reality-of-prime]

Yes ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

[dying-and-rising]

Come over and let’s test it out

[reality-of-prime]

YES SIR! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ [flies over to Gotham]

[dying-and-rising]

He waits for CK, reading a book on his couch. He was glad he was at his own place and not the manor

[reality-of-prime]

All the way from Metropolis, flying at the speed of sound, it didn't take long for Prime to arrive just on the outskirts of Crime Alley. Finding Jason's own place was a piece of cake⸻especially to a diehard fan like CK, he easily knows where Jason's house-apartment was.

He was dressed in his civvies; a white-red graphic tee of the Legion of Super-Heroes symbol printed on his chest, dark brown pants, sneakers, and his non-prescription glasses. Once in front of the door, one hand holding the bag that held the gift he bought and the other knocking on the door, he slightly rocks on his heels, waiting.

[dying-and-rising]

Jason opens the door. He was still in his pyjamas from when he got home last night from patrol. It had been a long mission so today was a lazy day. His pants were black and white plaid, and he was wearing a Gotham U hoodie that he totally didn't steal from Bruce.

Jason opened the door more, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he did so. He decided to skip shaving today so he could just read and stay on the couch. He still had to train later but that could wait until every bone in his body wasn't aching.

However, seeing the man in front of him made it all go away for a second, "Hey"

[reality-of-prime]

If this was a comic panel right now, Clark would have his unseen, invisible image-self cheering and crying to the heavens for letting him see such a carefree and lazy looking Jason Todd. In the flesh at that too! His dreams were finally coming true and one more check off the bucket list.

Outwardly, he flashed the other a smile and greeted back, "Hello Jason. I'm not late this time."

[dying-and-rising]

He grimaces and nods, "Yeah I guess you have a point" he grumbles as he walks inside the small apartment.

The living space was clean, Jason took pride in his cleanliness. There was a slight smell of eucalyptus and lavender coming from a diffuser on the living room coffee table.

"So...I'm assuming the gift is for you to wear?"

[reality-of-prime]

Following inside, Clark closed the door behind him before looking all over the space and inhaling that eucalyptus and lavender scent filling the room.

"Hmm?" He turns to look over to Jason's direction. "Well, none of us owns a dog. I mean, it'll look good on me~"

[dying-and-rising]

He snorts and sits on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

He smirks at the other man and points to the ground at his side, "Then be a good boy and you can get it"

[reality-of-prime]

And good god did that make his heart skip a beat, jolting subtly in place before he does as commanded, biting his lips from stopping a wide grin from growing on his face.

He placed the bag he brought with him by Jason's side as his knees hit the floor with a thud. Clark's eyes were softly sparkling, and his face were slightly flushed. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging so fast and so much...

[dying-and-rising]

He smiles, "Good boy" He says as he opens the box and takes out the collar. It was expensive, he could tell by the quality of the leather and the heavy charm on the front of it. He puts his feet down and leans forward.

He gently clips the collar onto his neck, moving the mans head around like a doll to ensure it was good. He gave a teasing tug on the collar and leans back, "You like that?"

[reality-of-prime]

Clark could hear his heartbeat ringing in his ears. The blood flowing through his whole body and could see each and every mini-movements that Jason took.

Once he felt the leather wrapping around his neck and the S-Shield charm resting against his chest did he take a deep breath. And oh god did his heart seem to beat out of his chest the moment the other man tugged on the collar, forcing him to lean forward with it.

Head eagerly nodding, voice strangely hoarse, he asked in return. "Do you?"

[dying-and-rising]

"yeah I do" He says, voice husky and low, "Fuck you're so pretty" He says as he stares at the man on the ground

He then turns away, purposefully ignoring Clark, wanting to see what the man would do about this.

[reality-of-prime]

Clark, at the moment, was in heaven. He died on the spot and went to heaven from the praise and how Jason liked how he looked with the collar he bought.

Just when he felt that a minute has passed that there wasn't anything else done, he blinks a couple times, staring over to the other who was looking away.

...what? Why'd he just?

After praising him? After making Clark feel like he was in heaven, Jason just... ignores him after? Shouldn't he be praised more? Maybe even told to... do something?

But no. Nothing.

He slightly fidgets in place, waiting for anymore late reactions.

[dying-and-rising]

He picks up the book, opening back to the page he was on before. A hand moves to Clark's hair, gently running fingers through the black strands. He hummed to himself but doesn't acknowledge the man further.

[reality-of-prime]

Just when he thought there'd be no acknowledgement from Jason, Clark was slowly reaching to tug on the man's jeans before he felt a weight on the top of his head.

Slowly, he was melting to the floor from the touch before he nuzzled against the palm, slowly leaning closer and closer to the other's leg and lean against it.

[dying-and-rising]

When he feels the weight against his leg he sets his book down, putting the bookmark in it. He stares down at the man at his feet, "aww is puppy being needy?" he says in the same type of tone you'd talk to a dog in, though it was unfamiliar to his mouth

[dying-and-rising]

I bought something for you to use on me!

You... do you like it?

Is that a collar???

[reality-of-prime]

Yes ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

[dying-and-rising]

Come over and let’s test it out

[reality-of-prime]

YES SIR! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ [flies over to Gotham]

[dying-and-rising]

He waits for CK, reading a book on his couch. He was glad he was at his own place and not the manor

[reality-of-prime]

All the way from Metropolis, flying at the speed of sound, it didn't take long for Prime to arrive just on the outskirts of Crime Alley. Finding Jason's own place was a piece of cake⸻especially to a diehard fan like CK, he easily knows where Jason's house-apartment was.

He was dressed in his civvies; a white-red graphic tee of the Legion of Super-Heroes symbol printed on his chest, dark brown pants, sneakers, and his non-prescription glasses. Once in front of the door, one hand holding the bag that held the gift he bought and the other knocking on the door, he slightly rocks on his heels, waiting.

[dying-and-rising]

Jason opens the door. He was still in his pyjamas from when he got home last night from patrol. It had been a long mission so today was a lazy day. His pants were black and white plaid, and he was wearing a Gotham U hoodie that he totally didn't steal from Bruce.

Jason opened the door more, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he did so. He decided to skip shaving today so he could just read and stay on the couch. He still had to train later but that could wait until every bone in his body wasn't aching.

However, seeing the man in front of him made it all go away for a second, "Hey"

[reality-of-prime]

If this was a comic panel right now, Clark would have his unseen, invisible image-self cheering and crying to the heavens for letting him see such a carefree and lazy looking Jason Todd. In the flesh at that too! His dreams were finally coming true and one more check off the bucket list.

Outwardly, he flashed the other a smile and greeted back, "Hello Jason. I'm not late this time."

[dying-and-rising]

He grimaces and nods, "Yeah I guess you have a point" he grumbles as he walks inside the small apartment.

The living space was clean, Jason took pride in his cleanliness. There was a slight smell of eucalyptus and lavender coming from a diffuser on the living room coffee table.

"So...I'm assuming the gift is for you to wear?"

[reality-of-prime]

Following inside, Clark closed the door behind him before looking all over the space and inhaling that eucalyptus and lavender scent filling the room.

"Hmm?" He turns to look over to Jason's direction. "Well, none of us owns a dog. I mean, it'll look good on me~"

[dying-and-rising]

He snorts and sits on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

He smirks at the other man and points to the ground at his side, "Then be a good boy and you can get it"

[reality-of-prime]

And good god did that make his heart skip a beat, jolting subtly in place before he does as commanded, biting his lips from stopping a wide grin from growing on his face.

He placed the bag he brought with him by Jason's side as his knees hit the floor with a thud. Clark's eyes were softly sparkling, and his face were slightly flushed. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging so fast and so much...

[dying-and-rising]

He smiles, "Good boy" He says as he opens the box and takes out the collar. It was expensive, he could tell by the quality of the leather and the heavy charm on the front of it. He puts his feet down and leans forward.

He gently clips the collar onto his neck, moving the mans head around like a doll to ensure it was good. He gave a teasing tug on the collar and leans back, "You like that?"

[reality-of-prime]

Clark could hear his heartbeat ringing in his ears. The blood flowing through his whole body and could see each and every mini-movements that Jason took.

Once he felt the leather wrapping around his neck and the S-Shield charm resting against his chest did he take a deep breath. And oh god did his heart seem to beat out of his chest the moment the other man tugged on the collar, forcing him to lean forward with it.

Head eagerly nodding, voice strangely hoarse, he asked in return. "Do you?"

[dying-and-rising]

"yeah I do" He says, voice husky and low, "Fuck you're so pretty" He says as he stares at the man on the ground

He then turns away, purposefully ignoring Clark, wanting to see what the man would do about this.

[reality-of-prime]

Clark, at the moment, was in heaven. He died on the spot and went to heaven from the praise and how Jason liked how he looked with the collar he bought.

Just when he felt that a minute has passed that there wasn't anything else done, he blinks a couple times, staring over to the other who was looking away.

...what? Why'd he just?

After praising him? After making Clark feel like he was in heaven, Jason just... ignores him after? Shouldn't he be praised more? Maybe even told to... do something?

But no. Nothing.

He slightly fidgets in place, waiting for anymore late reactions.

[dying-and-rising]

He picks up the book, opening back to the page he was on before. A hand moves to Clark's hair, gently running fingers through the black strands. He hummed to himself but doesn't acknowledge the man further.

[dying-and-rising]

Six seven

...what? why are we counting

[raedhood]

how do you not know six seven

[dying-and-rising]

no?

[raedhood]

sit your ass down. we’re teaching you brainrot.

[dying-and-rising]

I-ok

[dying-and-rising]

I bought something for you to use on me!

You... do you like it?

Is that a collar???

[reality-of-prime]

Yes ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

[dying-and-rising]

Come over and let’s test it out

[reality-of-prime]

YES SIR! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ [flies over to Gotham]

[dying-and-rising]

He waits for CK, reading a book on his couch. He was glad he was at his own place and not the manor

[reality-of-prime]

All the way from Metropolis, flying at the speed of sound, it didn't take long for Prime to arrive just on the outskirts of Crime Alley. Finding Jason's own place was a piece of cake⸻especially to a diehard fan like CK, he easily knows where Jason's house-apartment was.

He was dressed in his civvies; a white-red graphic tee of the Legion of Super-Heroes symbol printed on his chest, dark brown pants, sneakers, and his non-prescription glasses. Once in front of the door, one hand holding the bag that held the gift he bought and the other knocking on the door, he slightly rocks on his heels, waiting.

[dying-and-rising]

Jason opens the door. He was still in his pyjamas from when he got home last night from patrol. It had been a long mission so today was a lazy day. His pants were black and white plaid, and he was wearing a Gotham U hoodie that he totally didn't steal from Bruce.

Jason opened the door more, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he did so. He decided to skip shaving today so he could just read and stay on the couch. He still had to train later but that could wait until every bone in his body wasn't aching.

However, seeing the man in front of him made it all go away for a second, "Hey"

[reality-of-prime]

If this was a comic panel right now, Clark would have his unseen, invisible image-self cheering and crying to the heavens for letting him see such a carefree and lazy looking Jason Todd. In the flesh at that too! His dreams were finally coming true and one more check off the bucket list.

Outwardly, he flashed the other a smile and greeted back, "Hello Jason. I'm not late this time."

[dying-and-rising]

He grimaces and nods, "Yeah I guess you have a point" he grumbles as he walks inside the small apartment.

The living space was clean, Jason took pride in his cleanliness. There was a slight smell of eucalyptus and lavender coming from a diffuser on the living room coffee table.

"So...I'm assuming the gift is for you to wear?"

[reality-of-prime]

Following inside, Clark closed the door behind him before looking all over the space and inhaling that eucalyptus and lavender scent filling the room.

"Hmm?" He turns to look over to Jason's direction. "Well, none of us owns a dog. I mean, it'll look good on me~"

[dying-and-rising]

He snorts and sits on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

He smirks at the other man and points to the ground at his side, "Then be a good boy and you can get it"

[reality-of-prime]

And good god did that make his heart skip a beat, jolting subtly in place before he does as commanded, biting his lips from stopping a wide grin from growing on his face.

He placed the bag he brought with him by Jason's side as his knees hit the floor with a thud. Clark's eyes were softly sparkling, and his face were slightly flushed. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging so fast and so much...

[dying-and-rising]

He smiles, "Good boy" He says as he opens the box and takes out the collar. It was expensive, he could tell by the quality of the leather and the heavy charm on the front of it. He puts his feet down and leans forward.

He gently clips the collar onto his neck, moving the mans head around like a doll to ensure it was good. He gave a teasing tug on the collar and leans back, "You like that?"

[reality-of-prime]

Clark could hear his heartbeat ringing in his ears. The blood flowing through his whole body and could see each and every mini-movements that Jason took.

Once he felt the leather wrapping around his neck and the S-Shield charm resting against his chest did he take a deep breath. And oh god did his heart seem to beat out of his chest the moment the other man tugged on the collar, forcing him to lean forward with it.

Head eagerly nodding, voice strangely hoarse, he asked in return. "Do you?"

[dying-and-rising]

"yeah I do" He says, voice husky and low, "Fuck you're so pretty" He says as he stares at the man on the ground

He then turns away, purposefully ignoring Clark, wanting to see what the man would do about this.

[dying-and-rising]

Six seven

...what? why are we counting

[raedhood]

how do you not know six seven

[dying-and-rising]

no?

[dying-and-rising]

I bought something for you to use on me!

You... do you like it?

Is that a collar???

[reality-of-prime]

Yes ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)

[dying-and-rising]

Come over and let’s test it out

[reality-of-prime]

YES SIR! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ [flies over to Gotham]

[dying-and-rising]

He waits for CK, reading a book on his couch. He was glad he was at his own place and not the manor

[reality-of-prime]

All the way from Metropolis, flying at the speed of sound, it didn't take long for Prime to arrive just on the outskirts of Crime Alley. Finding Jason's own place was a piece of cake⸻especially to a diehard fan like CK, he easily knows where Jason's house-apartment was.

He was dressed in his civvies; a white-red graphic tee of the Legion of Super-Heroes symbol printed on his chest, dark brown pants, sneakers, and his non-prescription glasses. Once in front of the door, one hand holding the bag that held the gift he bought and the other knocking on the door, he slightly rocks on his heels, waiting.

[dying-and-rising]

Jason opens the door. He was still in his pyjamas from when he got home last night from patrol. It had been a long mission so today was a lazy day. His pants were black and white plaid, and he was wearing a Gotham U hoodie that he totally didn't steal from Bruce.

Jason opened the door more, scratching at the stubble on his jaw as he did so. He decided to skip shaving today so he could just read and stay on the couch. He still had to train later but that could wait until every bone in his body wasn't aching.

However, seeing the man in front of him made it all go away for a second, "Hey"

[reality-of-prime]

If this was a comic panel right now, Clark would have his unseen, invisible image-self cheering and crying to the heavens for letting him see such a carefree and lazy looking Jason Todd. In the flesh at that too! His dreams were finally coming true and one more check off the bucket list.

Outwardly, he flashed the other a smile and greeted back, "Hello Jason. I'm not late this time."

[dying-and-rising]

He grimaces and nods, "Yeah I guess you have a point" he grumbles as he walks inside the small apartment.

The living space was clean, Jason took pride in his cleanliness. There was a slight smell of eucalyptus and lavender coming from a diffuser on the living room coffee table.

"So...I'm assuming the gift is for you to wear?"

[reality-of-prime]

Following inside, Clark closed the door behind him before looking all over the space and inhaling that eucalyptus and lavender scent filling the room.

"Hmm?" He turns to look over to Jason's direction. "Well, none of us owns a dog. I mean, it'll look good on me~"

[dying-and-rising]

He snorts and sits on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

He smirks at the other man and points to the ground at his side, "Then be a good boy and you can get it"

[reality-of-prime]

And good god did that make his heart skip a beat, jolting subtly in place before he does as commanded, biting his lips from stopping a wide grin from growing on his face.

He placed the bag he brought with him by Jason's side as his knees hit the floor with a thud. Clark's eyes were softly sparkling, and his face were slightly flushed. If he had a tail, it'd be wagging so fast and so much...

[dying-and-rising]

He smiles, "Good boy" He says as he opens the box and takes out the collar. It was expensive, he could tell by the quality of the leather and the heavy charm on the front of it. He puts his feet down and leans forward.

He gently clips the collar onto his neck, moving the mans head around like a doll to ensure it was good. He gave a teasing tug on the collar and leans back, "You like that?"