#j. doe

[jjastigphoto]

At my best I’m nebulous

[mushygreybrainmatter]

J. Doe (2541 words) by mushygreybrainmatter | AO3

Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Jason never bothered to ask what it meant. Day 7: Identity Reveal | Amnesia | FREE PROMPT Alt 2: College Student Jason Todd

Relationships: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd Characters: Jason Todd, Stephanie Brown, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake (DCU), Dick Grayson Additional Tags: College Student Jason Todd, Gotham University (DCU), Jason Todd Has Chronic Pain, Amnesiac Jason Todd, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Jason Todd Has PTSD, Resurrected Jason Todd, Jason Todd-centric, Real World Laws and Such Got in the Way of Me Finishing This in a Timely Manner, I DID TOO MUCH RESEARCH, Jason Todd Week Summer 2025, but like several days late, College, Identity Reveal

Part 7 of Grey's JTW Summer 2025

[cronchytoast]

pokemon and one piece sonas.. now everyone in the main folder on my th has a proper pfp!

[missgossiper]

It’s been quite a long time since we’ve seen Jack and Billy together… trouble in cowboy paradise? 🤔

Dearest Anonymous,

It seems that the prairies have been graced with a most intriguing romance. Whispers abound about two young cowboys whose hearts beat as one, yet their absence from our usual haunts has not gone unnoticed. Could it be that love has driven them into the wilds, seeking solace and adventure away from prying eyes? This author can only imagine a BrokeBack Mountain sequel in the making?

[missgossiper]

https://www.tumblr.com/cowboy-jack-doe/747948193451491328/mon-ami-are-you-all-ready-for-your-trip-omonet

what’s the over/under on this kid falling into a deep ravine on the trip??

Dearest Anonymous,

Is this truly worth questioning or shall we rather be more surprised he has not broken at least every bone in his body by now? Does anyone remember that Lewis kid?

[missgossiper]

MOST LIKELY TO STARE STRAIGHT INTO A SOLAR ECLIPSE

This sounds like it might be the best battle we have yet I can think of several people here who would

Dearest Anonymous,

It appears we have our answer; any shocked gasps? Surprised expressions? No? As figured.

[missgossiper]

https://www.tumblr.com/its-scottangelo/715513329165254656/httpswwwtumblrcomclaud-e-monet71549113601538?source=share

creek friends?

Dearest Anonymous,

It is no wonder they smell worse than hounds.

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We were rough and tumble children Which would surprise anyone who knows you now Because you’re willow thin and pretty With a bubbly laugh and personality to match You’ve got a smile that makes everyone want to do you favors You always were a heartbreaker But years ago, long before you got braces I used to leave your house with the crooked imprint of your teeth on my skin No one ever would have suspected you were the kind of person who fought dirty I want back the days where we were only play-fighting I’d trade the bite marks for this silence if I thought I would get anything of value back I guess everyone was right to call you a heartbreaker And it’s not always your fault—I know this People just can’t seem to help but fall in love with you I love you And not like I ever wanted to kiss you It was never like that with us Platonic love always gets the short straw  Like it is somehow lesser But this was a love made of pinky promises and piggy back rides I once carried you four blocks because you said you were tired I left my sweatshirt at your house Because I knew you would wear it when I was gone And I liked the thought of you always having a piece of me Find me a love purer than the nights we shared secrets  Under the covers of your bed Curled up in the quiet  That’s the love I have for you And please take note of the present tense Because despite the fact that we haven’t spoken Or seen each other in over a year That is still true Unfortunately for me I am notoriously bad at letting things go So I keep walking in circles With my grudges and my grief and my love All held in tight fists Every time I think of you I have to remind myself Not to forgive you "I am still angry." "I am still hurt." And the fact that it is you at the root of these feelings Makes it all hurt worse If I seem bitter It’s because I am I can’t talk about how we stopped being friends Because I still don’t understand it I see Point A And I see Point B But nothing in the middle makes sense to me There are no words to borrow to give voice to this feeling All the breakup poems are about lovers But you were my best friend We have over a decade of shared memories There are things in me that I cannot forget Without feeling cut open You lived across the street from me I still walk by your house And see the place where I tripped over your grill and burned my leg Your mother had to bandage me up I still have the scar She used to call me “sugar” and hold me when I cried I spent lifetimes in your kitchen, I knew where all the plates and cups were stored I still make pancakes cooked in butter so the edges become crisper—the way your mom showed us how I still teach people card games borrowing your dad’s rules I can’t watch our favorite movie Without wanting to cry through a comedy I tell our inside jokes to no one Every summer reminds me of the Nights we used to spend driving around the neighborhood After you got your license Me in the passenger seat, Playing all the songs I knew you’d love most I still know all the words to all the songs you loved most I carry pieces of you around in me I am little shards of everyone I have ever loved An accidental mosaic And if the picture feels incomplete I don’t know who is more to blame Me or you There are still bite marks on my skin Some wounds just stay with you, I guess Some wounds just don’t know how to heal Your name still comes to the top when I open my contacts, If I make it through the week without wanting to call you It is a good week But I always want to call you To tell you I miss you and I want to be friends again I get as far as your number on my screen The call button just under my thumb Before remembering that I just miss feeling known See not enough has changed, even though everything has You are the same-different person Who I don’t know anymore And all our old friends keep telling me so One of these days I should probably believe them Part of me wonders if you still have my sweatshirt Or if you gave that away too

Bitemarks, J. Doe