“Jason should have ducked”
Jason gave Bruce a gun to shoot him with.
Jason gave him three options but there are only two results. Either Joker dies and Jason is left alive or Joker lives and Jason is too dead to care. That’s not an accident you have to understand.
It’s the most miserable “win if I win, win if I lose” I’ve ever seen set up and it worked. The neck slice moment isn’t just written for shock value it’s a demonstration of the truth of Jason’s point. Sometimes refusing to choose one over the other is just a choice for the other.
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“you look too pretty to be going out without me”
satoru’s eyes follow your every move as you sit on the chair in front of the vanity table, applying balm on your lips with the tip of your finger (getting ready to go out with the girls only).
he walks over to you from behind and leans in enough to rest his chin on your shoulder and take a closer look at your reflection in the mirror. “waaaay too pretty”, he corrects himself, his puffy lips forming some semblance of a childish pout.
“and that’s a bad thing because?”, you peek back at him in the mirror.
he knits his brows. “because other men exist”
“and?”
“they will look at you”
“and?”
“they will like what they see”, he drags out through a whine.
“it’s not like i care”, you shrug.
“but i do. they shouldn’t look, you’re mine.”
“you said it yourself—i’m yours, so what’s the problem?”
“the problem is—they don’t know that”
“and what can i do about that? walk around with a label hanging from my neck that says i belong to you?”
“maybe. or maybe—”, he pauses. reaches into the pocket of his jeans and pulls out a tiny box. “or maybe you should wear this”, he continues while turning your chair to the side to make enough room to kneel down in front of you.
“i think this will get the message through to those other men that look at you, and let them know you’re off limits. what do you think about that?”
others might think he’s too unserious to be proposing to you like this. but the truth is, he’s never been this serious about anything in his life before. because there, in that tiny box, is the ring he’s been carrying around for months. delaying the big question out of sheer dread that you might say no.
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DC PROMPT #2:
When Captain Marvel gets hit in a fight that was a little too magical in origins for everyone’s comfort, he turns back into Billy Batson, scrawny homeless kid (actually a teen now, thank you very much), a clear difference from his healthy, strong adult form.
Billy knows that he is fine, he just needs to rest a bit and he’ll be back to being Cap. He is freaking out for a second about getting his cover blown. That is, until-
the rest of the Justice League, who on the other hand do NOT know that he is fine-
think that one of their founding and most senior members, their heavy hitter magical expert dude, is suddenly de-aged due to an attack of unknown origins.
Billy just decides to go along with it.
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Billy, dragging himself out of the rubble of a building: “Aw shit.”
Wonder Woman, flying over after tying up the bad guy of the day: “Oh Zeus! Captain Marvel, are you still yourself? Do you feel alright?”
Billy: “Uh—”
Flash, dashing over: “What’s going on, what was that bright light— HOLY SHIT IS THAT CAP?!?”
Billy: “Ye—”
Batman from the Watchtower: “Wonder Woman, please report.”
WW: “It seems that Captain Marvel was hit by some sort of magical attack.”
Billy: “Well—”
Batman: “Is he compromised?”
Flash: “BATS HE’S A CHILD?!”
WW, sighing: “Yes, as Flash put it, he has been turned into a child.”
Batman:
Batman: “Bring him back to the watchtower and we’ll see if we can fix this.
Billy: “Shit, aiight I guess”
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