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A CHARACTER WRITTEN IN A MIRROR IMAGE OF #𝓟𝓵𝓾𝓽𝓸
A minor and limitless lewd do not interact account. Will contain dead dove themes such as gore, abuse, self-hate, and other themes not suitable to minors. Mun is 27. Will contain semi-lewd themes; multi-ship.
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All this business about noticing new things and information and-
𝘌𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺'𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭?
"I'm not going 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦," he insisted, backing away some more. Body tensing, preparing to make a break for it at the slightest
Besides, he wouldn't be wearing normal clothes if he was undercover. —
Not Jason's favorite kind of people, that was for sure. Besides, the outfit was-
"You're dressed up a little weirdly, though. Even for a cop. If you're undercover, try normal clothes next time."
𝘈𝘯𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.
"I'm not moving an inch from this place. I don't go anywhere
All this business about noticing new things and information and-
𝘌𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘶𝘺'𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭?
"I'm not going 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦," he insisted, backing away some more. Body tensing, preparing to make a break for it at the slightest
Loud belch.]
Weirdly reminds me of me as a kid. Which means he's going to make all the wrong decisions, throw in with the worst crowds and just get fucked up along the way. Yeah, I can see that for him.
Loud belch.]
Not Jason's favorite kind of people, that was for sure. Besides, the outfit was-
"You're dressed up a little weirdly, though. Even for a cop. If you're undercover, try normal clothes next time."
𝘈𝘯𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.
"I'm not moving an inch from this place. I don't go anywhere
𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦.
Or not. Maybe there was a better way. God. 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘯.
"No, no. That's not what I meant. I want to know if you've heard anything about—
𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 '𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴'.
Jason didn't particularly want to, but a person who declared his wants openly was far less dangerous than one that pretended to be friendly for the sake of being friendly.
Besides...the money wasn't going to hurt him.
Not Jason's favorite kind of people, that was for sure. Besides, the outfit was-
"You're dressed up a little weirdly, though. Even for a cop. If you're undercover, try normal clothes next time."
𝘈𝘯𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.
"I'm not moving an inch from this place. I don't go anywhere
𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 '𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴'.
Jason didn't particularly want to, but a person who declared his wants openly was far less dangerous than one that pretended to be friendly for the sake of being friendly.
Besides...the money wasn't going to hurt him.
But Gotham at this hour was dangerous and this boy was alone. And it was cold.
He wished he had a cape.
"I was hoping I could ask some locals for a case I'm working on, but... It's unusually quiet around here."
𝘋-𝘐-𝘚-𝘛-𝘈-𝘚-𝘛-𝘌. 𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘗-𝘙-𝘈-𝘘- 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥.
"None of ya bizness!" He returned. "I can do whatever I want. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 I'm waiting for the po-po!"
He wasn't. But it was a nice threat to use. Worked all the time.
𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 '𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘴'.
Jason didn't particularly want to, but a person who declared his wants openly was far less dangerous than one that pretended to be friendly for the sake of being friendly.
Besides...the money wasn't going to hurt him.
𝘋-𝘐-𝘚-𝘛-𝘈-𝘚-𝘛-𝘌. 𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘗-𝘙-𝘈-𝘘- 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥.
"None of ya bizness!" He returned. "I can do whatever I want. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 I'm waiting for the po-po!"
He wasn't. But it was a nice threat to use. Worked all the time.
"It is, isn't it?" 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. For now, best to agree.
"It's late, what are you doing out here?"
A small shuffle on the ground. 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦.
"No," he retorted. "Don't talk to me. Your costume's stupid."
𝘋-𝘐-𝘚-𝘛-𝘈-𝘚-𝘛-𝘌. 𝘏𝘦'𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘗-𝘙-𝘈-𝘘- 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥.
"None of ya bizness!" He returned. "I can do whatever I want. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 I'm waiting for the po-po!"
He wasn't. But it was a nice threat to use. Worked all the time.
A small shuffle on the ground. 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦.
"No," he retorted. "Don't talk to me. Your costume's stupid."
A small shuffle on the ground. 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦.
"No," he retorted. "Don't talk to me. Your costume's stupid."
"...but where are your wings?"
"...but where are your wings?"
"Do 𝘺𝘰𝘶 know how to fix waterpipes??"
"Do 𝘺𝘰𝘶 know how to fix waterpipes??"
"He breaks things. He broke my friend's red clown nose. It's broken 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳!"
"He breaks things. He broke my friend's red clown nose. It's broken 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳!"
"They're loud and annoying and kinda smell."
"They're loud and annoying and kinda smell."