Heh. Same old Dick. "Long time no see, get into a lot of trouble while I was gone?"

"You like to have fun, with me?" Wink

"Really? Don't you have more important things to do...? Unless, I'm that important?"

"Why is Krypto following me around? Shoo. Go. Go find the girl scout."

Flicks a pebble at @bluedhaven.bsky.social.

"Wow I go away on a job and you actually managed to not set the place on fire!"

Cracks open a beer.

▪︎▪︎▪︎ PERMENANT STARTER CALL ▪︎Like This Post For a Written Starter.

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...Yes. Ugh.

Then that's it. Welcome to the very cool club.

Waking up in another man's bed, pounding head. Sigh.

Is he having a crisis?

Tired.

Did you die?

We have a club for that. Apparently.

Bound and weak, the ticking echoed louder and louder until it reached a fever pitch, and his skin began to sear-, Jason shot up in his bed, sweat pouring from him as his knuckles turned white, gripping the duvet cover. His memories had plagued his dreams, more frequently as of late.

What's up with him?

Better question is what isn't?

"Both. Yeah. Both."

Kicking at pebbles. His patience is growing thin.

Throws himself into the plush chair.

It was you then.

✴ ☆ ⁕ My name is Artemis. And if you don't stop Pointing those things at me... I'll be the last woman You ever see. ✴ ☆ ⁕

STARTER FOR @popsiclelime.bsky.social: Space wasn't where he thought he'd be today... In fact, it was Batman who was actually meant to turn up for this, but being strapped with a literal plague had him otherwise occupied, so here he was. Jason sighed, all he knew was that a Green Lantern had --

AND FINALLY, AFTER TWENTY-TWO YEARS, JOHN MOORE CONTAINS HIS RAGE NO LONGER.

|| Noooo! I can't write another edgy character! I can't become a stereotype! (Anyways so I'll make him soon)

|| Kinda want to write my favourite red lantern...🤔

Jason gasped as another fist slammed into the side of his face, pain radiating through him. A bruise came instantly and his own blood spilled onto the floor for a change, stark against the cold surface. It was usually theirs. Some backup would really be great right now.

Jason reciprocated, raising his own and had a sip and asked. "So, don't think I caught your name?"

Honestly, she probably would. I just might... Still can't tell if we're friends or mortal enemies.

You're welcome. I am not ashamed.

"I have beer plenty. Maybe I'm cheap...But if I ain't buying it..." He winked, taking a sip.

Sinking into the plush chair, Jason clutched the leather bound book, the dim light of his apartment and the night sky making a delicate yet perfect ambiance to read by. It was comforting.

She slammed my head into a wall once and I thanked her for it.

Just gonna hide behind the helmet.

Uh no. Stop.

Uh....That's not what I meant...I uh...

There's nicer green things than mint choc chip, Roy.

I'm with Kyle on this one.

Yeah that's the one I meant. Ugh.

"A good mint chocolate chip?"

Jason settled, making a dramatic show of thinking about it, despite being settled already on his choice. Finally, he spoke. "I'll take an Old Fashioned."

/That/ mood. The passive aggressive winding people up one.

"It's illegal. It's wrong. Toothpaste and chocolate."

|| SCREAMS AT THIS