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Jason and I share the same rule it seems

Red Hood: The first rule of gun safety is get the fuck out of my house.

A brilliant explanation of consent for anyone who STILL doesn’t get it. 

Jason: “They’re children, Bruce! They shouldn’t be soldiers in your crusade!”

Bruce: “The children, Jason. They yearn for the capes.”

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This was a discussion I had with my professor, he got really worked up over it (by he I mean we, cause we both did). Just one word answer don't answer the question and I don't want to have to ask more questions and then have you get annoyed so then I think you're mad at me and continue to ask more questions to make sure I have full permission and then get you more annoyed then be mad at me. Or worse I go silent so I don't make you more mad at me (even tho you might not have been mad at me) and now YOU think I'm mad at you, (like I swear I'm not- I just don't want you to be) and then maybe get mad that I mad (even though I'm not mad, but you think I'm mad so now you are mad). So please can no mean no I don't want you to do said thing, and yes mean yes you can do said thing? OR vice versa! But just like can we all have a meeting and agree on which means what so people don't get mad at me?

I hate that if you say "do you mind if I ___" people say no to mean like "yes I mind, don't do it but that should be yes?? And people say yes to mean "yes you can do it" but also yes to mean "yes I mind, don't do it". But people also say no to mean "no, go ahead" which should be the standard but I feel like any time someone says "do you mind" I get the answer wrong and I literally don't know what to say

Like people just use 1 word answers and then act condescending when I ask what they mean but I know what yes/no means I just didn't know which of all the yesses or nos you meant. And I can't tell from tone because nearly all the time people say it, it's usually just kinda apathetic? Or they try to be "yeah idk" about it but like I don't know what you mean???

HC that Ra's al Ghul knows internet slang.

Since he's been alive 600 years or so and obviously knows modern English, this means he regularly keeps up with language changes. He would thus be fluent in internet slang, even if he doesn't use it.

Been on motorcycle tiktok… thinking about these two f-ing around on their motorcycles…

—

Duke: There’s a cop

Jason: Just drive away it’s fine

Duke: No s*** I’m already on the other side of the city

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Bruce: We’re on the same side of the police, even if they’re corrupt we’re all for justice

Duke, a Robin during the Robin War, a motorcyclist, and a black teenager: Uh huh. Of course

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Dick: There’s a motorcyclist going 200 in Crime Alley

Jason: Damn, that’s me

Dick: Sick, do a wheelie

something something reader is a bartender at a popular little pub, and night after night you are hit on by men so plastered you often have to sigh and call over one of the guys you work with the idiots end up vomiting all over themselves (sometimes it’s worse than vomit but thankfully you can count those incidents on one hand)

you think by slipping on your grandmothers old wedding ring, it will sway men from hitting on you at work. And it does, there’s still some that try to test their luck, but the minute you flash that pearl on your finger they’re scurrying off to find their next target.

Cue four new regulars, four attractive military men that always flash you a polite smile and leave you a nice tip. Price comes in more than the others, claiming the stool near your register for himself, Ghost doing the same the rare nights he slinks into the pub. Soap and Gaz come in together some weekends, sitting themselves in front of you with big grins on their faces as they watch the game on the tv overhead.

They’re all sweet, a little cocky at times but nothing that one of their grins or sly remarks can’t make up for. They ask how their favorite girl is doing when they return from longer missions, genuinely listening as you fill them in on the things that have happened since they’ve been away.

Perfect gentlemen.

Until one night you forget your ring, having had to rush your shower and sprint out the door to make it to the pub before the nightly rush.

You filling glasses when you hear the chime of the bell and a familiar laugh fill the pub.

“Was wondering if I’d see you boys tonight.” You smile, motioning for them to give you a moment as you serve the other patrons.

When you slide back over to them, you immediately reach for their usual glasses, grabbing your cloth to wipe them off, when a hand clamps around your wrist and you jump, nearly dropping the glass as Ghost turns your hand over in his.

“Trouble at home pretty?” Price comments, concern etched on his face and it takes a moment for you to catch on, and you can’t help the little giggle that spills out.

“Oh! My ring… It’s kind of a funny story. I uhm.. I’m not actually married.” You laugh, expecting them to laugh along with you, but all you feel are four pairs of eyes piercing into you.

“Come again?” Gaz asks, voice a tad deeper than usual and you ignore the chills it sends down your spine.

“I started wearing it so some of the drunkards would leave me be, kind of forgot about it, just became habit.” You chuckle nervously, hand still in Ghost’s grasp and he’s eyeing you in a way you’ve never seen before.

“Hm. Interesting.”

High quality plot twist