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𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐃 | 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃
November 20, 2025 at 6:59 PM
𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐃 | 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃
“Goose.”
Punches him in the gut and runs away.
Punches him in the gut and runs away.
Duck...
November 6, 2025 at 3:32 AM
“Goose.”
Punches him in the gut and runs away.
Punches him in the gut and runs away.
|| ready for all the glen powell red hood fancasts because of the running man
November 4, 2025 at 11:38 PM
|| ready for all the glen powell red hood fancasts because of the running man
“I can trace it. Give me till tomorrow morning.”
The truth is, no. Nothing would change anything about him. Jason had always been filled with a rage that only he knew how to truly manage. From his earliest outings with Bruce his comfort with his anger and the solace he found in violence was
—
The truth is, no. Nothing would change anything about him. Jason had always been filled with a rage that only he knew how to truly manage. From his earliest outings with Bruce his comfort with his anger and the solace he found in violence was
—
"It'd take a bit to trace, not much to work with from the paper. There are only initials and—and a pattern. Here," he pointed at the dates, "once every two weeks. And we're two days away from the next shipment."
November 4, 2025 at 9:22 PM
“I can trace it. Give me till tomorrow morning.”
The truth is, no. Nothing would change anything about him. Jason had always been filled with a rage that only he knew how to truly manage. From his earliest outings with Bruce his comfort with his anger and the solace he found in violence was
—
The truth is, no. Nothing would change anything about him. Jason had always been filled with a rage that only he knew how to truly manage. From his earliest outings with Bruce his comfort with his anger and the solace he found in violence was
—
“There we go.”
He walked over beside his brother, looking over at the paper. “Scopolamine.”
He turned to the room. “Containers of it. Thats an anticholinergic medicine. Prevents nausea.”
He stopped for a moment. “He’s probably using it to mitigate the side affects of his
—
He walked over beside his brother, looking over at the paper. “Scopolamine.”
He turned to the room. “Containers of it. Thats an anticholinergic medicine. Prevents nausea.”
He stopped for a moment. “He’s probably using it to mitigate the side affects of his
—
"There might be something."
There was a file on the table nearby. He took a paper and scanned the writings. Some sort of a shipping log.
"... dating back to last month."
There was a file on the table nearby. He took a paper and scanned the writings. Some sort of a shipping log.
"... dating back to last month."
November 4, 2025 at 2:43 AM
“There we go.”
He walked over beside his brother, looking over at the paper. “Scopolamine.”
He turned to the room. “Containers of it. Thats an anticholinergic medicine. Prevents nausea.”
He stopped for a moment. “He’s probably using it to mitigate the side affects of his
—
He walked over beside his brother, looking over at the paper. “Scopolamine.”
He turned to the room. “Containers of it. Thats an anticholinergic medicine. Prevents nausea.”
He stopped for a moment. “He’s probably using it to mitigate the side affects of his
—
“What—?”
Jason shook his head and gestured to his brother. “Theres no way. You are such a cornball. You look like a glowstick. You’re ridiculous.”
Jason knocked over a couple of bookshelves, looking for the switch. “If I were a mentally ill man, who had a secret identity in which I was
—
Jason shook his head and gestured to his brother. “Theres no way. You are such a cornball. You look like a glowstick. You’re ridiculous.”
Jason knocked over a couple of bookshelves, looking for the switch. “If I were a mentally ill man, who had a secret identity in which I was
—
"Oh, 𝘐'𝘮 boyscout? An honor," he snickered after closing the door behind him, leading his brother to enter through the back door.
Empty. Huh.
A press of a hidden button on his wrist and blue on his suit lit up. Not too blinding, but bright enough.
"Look for the switch."
Empty. Huh.
A press of a hidden button on his wrist and blue on his suit lit up. Not too blinding, but bright enough.
"Look for the switch."
“Mm. I see.”
Jason nodded, looking down at the GPS then slamming the brake. “Here.”
He shut the Batmobile off, then put it into defense mode. All the panels came down. Including the ones that went over the wheels. Funny.
“Alright boyscout. Lets see what we find in there. Lead the way.”
Jason nodded, looking down at the GPS then slamming the brake. “Here.”
He shut the Batmobile off, then put it into defense mode. All the panels came down. Including the ones that went over the wheels. Funny.
“Alright boyscout. Lets see what we find in there. Lead the way.”
November 4, 2025 at 1:44 AM
“What—?”
Jason shook his head and gestured to his brother. “Theres no way. You are such a cornball. You look like a glowstick. You’re ridiculous.”
Jason knocked over a couple of bookshelves, looking for the switch. “If I were a mentally ill man, who had a secret identity in which I was
—
Jason shook his head and gestured to his brother. “Theres no way. You are such a cornball. You look like a glowstick. You’re ridiculous.”
Jason knocked over a couple of bookshelves, looking for the switch. “If I were a mentally ill man, who had a secret identity in which I was
—
“Mm. I see.”
Jason nodded, looking down at the GPS then slamming the brake. “Here.”
He shut the Batmobile off, then put it into defense mode. All the panels came down. Including the ones that went over the wheels. Funny.
“Alright boyscout. Lets see what we find in there. Lead the way.”
Jason nodded, looking down at the GPS then slamming the brake. “Here.”
He shut the Batmobile off, then put it into defense mode. All the panels came down. Including the ones that went over the wheels. Funny.
“Alright boyscout. Lets see what we find in there. Lead the way.”
"Previously Langstrom's. He's still in Arkham and this place has been abandoned for a while. Reports from two nights ago said otherwise," he explained. It could be harmless, but who could tell what they were getting into?
Plus, spending a little time with his brother couldn't hurt.
Plus, spending a little time with his brother couldn't hurt.
“Fair enough. I just don’t wanna hear it from him.”
Jason zipped through the streets, swerving in and out of traffic. “Who does this lab belong to? What wre we lookin’ for?”
Jason zipped through the streets, swerving in and out of traffic. “Who does this lab belong to? What wre we lookin’ for?”
November 4, 2025 at 1:21 AM
“Mm. I see.”
Jason nodded, looking down at the GPS then slamming the brake. “Here.”
He shut the Batmobile off, then put it into defense mode. All the panels came down. Including the ones that went over the wheels. Funny.
“Alright boyscout. Lets see what we find in there. Lead the way.”
Jason nodded, looking down at the GPS then slamming the brake. “Here.”
He shut the Batmobile off, then put it into defense mode. All the panels came down. Including the ones that went over the wheels. Funny.
“Alright boyscout. Lets see what we find in there. Lead the way.”
“Fair enough. I just don’t wanna hear it from him.”
Jason zipped through the streets, swerving in and out of traffic. “Who does this lab belong to? What wre we lookin’ for?”
Jason zipped through the streets, swerving in and out of traffic. “Who does this lab belong to? What wre we lookin’ for?”
"I bet," he let out an amused chuckle, hand reaching to press the buttons as he uploaded the data.
"Who, the big guy? What is he gonna do about it? He can't ground us both."
"Who, the big guy? What is he gonna do about it? He can't ground us both."
“Long time now.”
Jason floored it, the motor roaring as the speedometer went from 50… to 60… to 100.
“Upload the information into the cars computer. He know we’re taking his wheels?”
Jason floored it, the motor roaring as the speedometer went from 50… to 60… to 100.
“Upload the information into the cars computer. He know we’re taking his wheels?”
November 3, 2025 at 10:21 PM
“Fair enough. I just don’t wanna hear it from him.”
Jason zipped through the streets, swerving in and out of traffic. “Who does this lab belong to? What wre we lookin’ for?”
Jason zipped through the streets, swerving in and out of traffic. “Who does this lab belong to? What wre we lookin’ for?”
“Long time now.”
Jason floored it, the motor roaring as the speedometer went from 50… to 60… to 100.
“Upload the information into the cars computer. He know we’re taking his wheels?”
Jason floored it, the motor roaring as the speedometer went from 50… to 60… to 100.
“Upload the information into the cars computer. He know we’re taking his wheels?”
"Since 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯?!" that sounded like something he'd do, Dick still gasped in disbelief anyway. Dramatic.
"Lab investigation and grocery shopping for Penny-One."
"Lab investigation and grocery shopping for Penny-One."
Tosses it back.
“Got a copy already.”
He grinned and hopped into it. Sneaky bastard he was. “Where we heading?”
“Got a copy already.”
He grinned and hopped into it. Sneaky bastard he was. “Where we heading?”
November 3, 2025 at 10:03 PM
“Long time now.”
Jason floored it, the motor roaring as the speedometer went from 50… to 60… to 100.
“Upload the information into the cars computer. He know we’re taking his wheels?”
Jason floored it, the motor roaring as the speedometer went from 50… to 60… to 100.
“Upload the information into the cars computer. He know we’re taking his wheels?”
Tosses it back.
“Got a copy already.”
He grinned and hopped into it. Sneaky bastard he was. “Where we heading?”
“Got a copy already.”
He grinned and hopped into it. Sneaky bastard he was. “Where we heading?”
November 3, 2025 at 9:55 PM
Tosses it back.
“Got a copy already.”
He grinned and hopped into it. Sneaky bastard he was. “Where we heading?”
“Got a copy already.”
He grinned and hopped into it. Sneaky bastard he was. “Where we heading?”
jason todd.
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October 27, 2025 at 6:30 PM
Takes one. Bites it.
“Thanks, Dicky.”
“Thanks, Dicky.”
Counting apples...
October 27, 2025 at 6:29 PM
Takes one. Bites it.
“Thanks, Dicky.”
“Thanks, Dicky.”
Don’t call me that.
Aww. You just need to get used to hearing it.
I love you, Little Wing.
I love you, Little Wing.
A.
October 22, 2025 at 4:32 PM
Don’t call me that.
A.
B, then!
All the correct answer.
October 22, 2025 at 12:11 PM
A.
All the correct answer.
October 22, 2025 at 12:09 PM
All the correct answer.
Yes.
Hey, chat, what's the right reply to 'I love you'?
a) It will pass.
b) I love you too.
c) What did you do?
a) It will pass.
b) I love you too.
c) What did you do?
October 22, 2025 at 2:50 AM
Yes.