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Maybe it was the fact he had heard the same speech all over again from many people before. Yet, he found hard to believe it. He took a deep breath. He wasn’t as good as Bruce was in these kind of situations. He wished he had Bruce’s hypocrisy to smile.
“It’s a wild world out there…” He said not knowing how much Bruce had told her about him. He hated this sessions. He disliked them because it was like everybody was trying to look a flaw on him. He knew he was flawed. He didn’t want anyone else to point them out for himself.
“You would know that better than most.” Leslie surmised. Jason was guarded. She supposed that was always going to be a given with the fact that he lived with Bruce Wayne; a man who’s secrets had secrets and the hardship he had faced before that. She hoped in time that he wouldn’t feel the need to be so guarded within their sessions.
“I just wanted to point out that people don’t need a cape in order to make a difference.”
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"Hi, Doc," Tim, or rather Robin, greeted. "I was close by so thought I should see if you were here and free." Considering the blood coating half his face, he was not there for a social visit. Sure, Alfred could patch him up to, but he couldn't exactly run around Gotham looking like the victim in a horror flick.
"Robin." Leslie sighed, fixing the boy with a look. It wasn't that she didn't want to see Tim, more that she'd rather he turn up without being covered in his own blood. Still, if he could grin at her like that then he was fit enough to be on the receiving end of a lecture. But that could wait for now.
Motioning for him to follow her through to one of the rooms at the back, Leslie held the door open for him. Hopefully it was just a superficial head wound, they always bled more than necessary. "Do I want to know what happened this time?"










Bruce Wayne in Gotham: 5/∞ ↳ 2x13: A Dead Man Feels No Cold
Alfred wanted me to speak with you. He’s worried about you. He’s worried that you might be concealing any trauma you must be feeling. He needn’t worry. I tell him I’m fine, which I am, and he doesn’t believe me. You were violently abducted. You nearly died. You must have been very scared. It’s normal to feel trauma. It’s nothing you need to be ashamed of. I wasn’t scared. No? What did you feel? I felt alive. Intensely alive. Do you think I’m abnormal? You’re certainly unusual, if you’re being honest. I’m always honest. That’s a good way to be. Tough to pull off. I try. And how do you feel now? As I say, I feel fine. Invigorated. I have a second chance at life. What do you plan to do with that chance?
Leslie sat back, shrugging easily. “The same way that most of us mere mortals make a change. By working together. Helping one person at a time.”
She could almost see the gears turning in his head as she spoke. “Maybe not quite the impact you’re looking for, but for the people you can help? It’s everything. You find the gaps: food, medicine, education... And you try and fill the need. Unfortunately we live in a capitalist society that doesn’t stand to benefit much from that, but that doesn’t mean we just stop trying.
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“I have to admit that’s quite an ambitious goal to reach, that’s for sure” He said quietly. There was a moment of silence where Jason’s lips thin as he tried to figure out what the best answer was. Unless the person talking was Bruce Wayne, it was highly unlikely that person was going to make a significativ change in the conditions in the city.
“And how exactly you are going to achieve that?” He asked, his morbid curiosity kicking in.
Leslie: We call that a traumatic event!
Leslie, turning to Jason: Not a “Yikes moment”
Leslie, turning to Steph: Or a “Major L”
Leslie, turning to Dick: Or an “Ooph lmao”
𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃 & 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 (a series of nonverbal prompts . mature themes present , ‘ my ’ muse belongs to the one who posted the meme - send “ + REVERSE ” to reverse the prompts .)
→ 𝐈 . GENERAL
❛ hush . raise a finger in a gesture to silence my muse . ❛ sit . gesture for my muse to sit down . ❛ door . hold a door open for my muse . ❛ tap . tap my muse on the shoulder to garner their attention . ❛ hunger . give my muse something to eat / drink . ❛ cook . present my muse with home - cooked food . ❛ brush . work a brush / comb through my muse’s hair . ❛ read . silently read a book alongside my muse . ❛ hand . hold out a hand for my muse to take . ❛ dressed . help my muse put on an article of clothing . ❛ note . give my muse a note saying : [ content ] . ❛ amplify . turn up the music in the car .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . ANGST
❛ patch . help my muse patch up a wound . ❛ night terrors . hold my muse after they wake up from a nightmare . ❛ company . silently sit with my muse to comfort them. ❛ hospital . my muse is told that yours is in the hospital . ❛ revelation . show my muse evidence of a lie they told . ❛ indulge . find my muse drinking to cope . ❛ downfall . find my muse collapsed on the ground . ❛ console . comfort my muse as they cry . ❛ nurse . give my muse company in the hospital .
→ 𝐈𝐈 . AFFECTIONATE
❛ wink . wink at my muse . ❛ wrap . wrap an arm around my muse’s [ shoulders / waist ] . ❛ caress . gently caress my muse’s face . ❛ tousle . mess playfully with my muse’s hair . ❛ chest . place your head on my muse’s chest . ❛ comb . comb fingers through my muse’s hair . ❛ grasp . run to my muse & jump into their arms . ❛ lean . lean on my muse’s shoulder . ❛ tender . kiss my muse on the [ forehead / cheek / nose ] . ❛ abrupt . kiss my muse out of the blue . ❛ chaste . chastely kiss my muse . ❛ good morning . kiss my muse the morning after . ❛ volumes . gaze at my muse in a way that silently says ‘i love you’ .
→ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 . VIOLENT
❛ strike . [ slap / punch ] my muse in the face . ❛ gun . wield a gun at my muse . ❛ twist . twist my muse’s arm behind their back . ❛ throttle . aggressively wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ parch . burn my muse with a hot object . ❛ take down . forcefully bring my muse to the ground . ❛ gouge . wield a sharp object at my muse . ❛ shunt . shove my muse backwards . ❛ stickup . yell at my muse to put their hands in the air. ❛ shoot . [ fatally / non-fatally ] shoot my muse . ❛ stab . stab my muse with a [ knife / other object ].
→ 𝐈𝐕 . NSFW
❛ surprise . send an unexpected nsfw image to my muse . ❛ pin . push my muse against a [ wall, table, other ] . ❛ go down . go down on my muse . ❛ choke . intimately wrap your hands around my muse’s throat . ❛ belt loops . pull my muse closer by their belt loops . ❛ skinny dipping . go skinny dipping with my muse . ❛ rip . tear a piece of clothing from my muse’s body . ❛ mark . leave a mark on my muse’s body [ specify where ] .