#jason.txt

[pancake-syrup]

yes ralsei ofc ralsei

[clownguy]

the patient needs dr. pepper to live

[curseofblinsky]

So I was told Strahd has a diary...

Edit: For the record, no spoilers please! I haven't played yet!

[therabbitburrow]

Average superhero character

[veronica-17-hood]

working out with jason would be a NIGHTMARE.

so he doesn’t take you to the cave to train because he doesn’t like going home often unless it’s for the weekly (which started monthly and before that yearly) dinner after he started dating you.

so he made the spare room in your house (the one not for the many robins that come in randomly to stay in his house) into a gym.

like squat rack and machines and anything that could fit in there.

but that’s not the issue. the issue is that he can’t control himself when he sees your work out, mainly when your sparring.

let’s be honest, it just gets him going.

you don’t really ever win, he lets you win when you do. but seeing you get frustrated and annoyed each time you loose has him going FERAL.

and at first you loved it, the attention, the handiness, everything. but now being 3 years into it, you are over it.

so over it you started going to an actual gym and to the cave, not to spite him but to actually get work done, because much like jay you enjoy working out for hours at a time.

jason accepted this, and has cut back on the staring and ass slaps when you do workout at home or with him in general.

but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t get pouty and puppy eyes when you ignore his pleas or begs to stay home and workout with him.

“please amor.”

“no jason.”

“amor please,” a whine squeezes through “i’ll be good, will even go on a run when you are in the gym.”

but you ignore him of course and start grabbing the bag and your water bottle, pushing past him.

though jason had different plans as he grabs your wrist attempting to trap you against the wall, but he underestimated you again as you spin him around, arm pressed against his throat with a snark on your lips and smirk on his.

“stop jason i need to go.” subconsciously your downtown gotham accent seeps through your words, deepening the color of his eyes and the depth of his smirk.

“Y'know.” he pauses, leaning so your lips almost touch, “your accent gets thicker when you’re pissed. it’s …. cute”

needless to say you didn’t go to the gym that day, doesn’t mean you didn’t get your workout in ;)

[timsgutterson]

thinking about him (tim gutterson) and only him (tim gutterson)

[shadowofmoths]

unfortunately i am enjoying the tumblr april fools. this is my preferred blogging experience.

[rayelovesincorrectquotes]

Tim: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Damian will and will not eat.

Dick: Grass? Yes!

Tim: Moss? Yes!!

Dick: Leaves? Ohh, yes!

Tim: Shoelaces? Strange but true!

Dick: Worms? Sometimes!

Tim: Rocks? Usually nah.

Dick: Twigs? Usually!

Tim: Bruce's cooking? Inconclusive!

Jason: How did you… test this?

Tim: You just hand him stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if he eats it, he eats it.

Jason: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.

Bruce: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?