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Picture Inspiration Meme!
Stolen from Glori and out of desire for inspiration. Check hers out here...

Rules:
1. Post a comment with picture (e.g. pretty people, pretty fanart, photo manipulations, ect.)
2. Any NSFW pictures should be LINKED not EMBEDDED and have a warning for the younger crowd and anyone else who may need the warning.
3. Write fic for a picture (only if you're inspired to).
4. Only one picture per comment, but multiple comments are allowed.
5. Have fun!

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Fuck.

*Fuck*

I mean, this was *bound* to happen, right? It was fucking Gotham, so of course it was. Just given enough time. Enough... what was it called... disphoria? Disenfranchised youth?'

He thinks you can call it whatever the fucking hell you want, because it's all the same thing to Jason. It's all people just being fed up with the shit that life has been feeding them.

They want to take back some tiny *iota* of control to this miserable fucking life.

Because not everyone in Gotham is a fucking idiot. And people have been growing restless for decades, it seems.

Fucking, years.

He'd heard whispers of it when he'd been on the streets as a kid. And the whispers grew louder into murmurs and the murmurs grew into short, dry passing comments passing passed cracked, dry lips and the stale breath of the city's dwellers. And years went by. Meetings formed and people connected and it how all of these things start! History is littered with events like this.

And why the fuck did Bruce Wayne think that the city was *his*? Jason thought that was pretty fucking narcissistic. A city can't belong to one man, after-all. A city is itself given to everyone. It's not something you can *own*.

Bruce thought he could protect her. Thought he could fix her even. So that her flaws weren't showing. But he can't do that. Even Bruce can't stop fucking destiny. Can't stop the restlessness that had been running through the roads, the veins of Gotham's body.

These people, they were slowly realizing that they had nothing to lose. Absolutely fucking nothing. And Jason, of all people, knew how dangerous humans were when they felt like they had nothing to lose.

And if Jason cared just a little bit more, he'd march right up to Batman and fucking spit in his face and slap him with a righteous 'I told you fucking so!'

But really, at this point, Jason could care less. He could care less about a lot of things.

Which is why, he had no problem ripping open the cabby's door and pressing the barrel of his pistol to the trembling man's temple, "You have ten seconds to get the fuck out of this car. And my math ain't so good."

And ironically, it had been from a group of early 20-year-old that he had been given a gas mask to mere moments before they released the N2O4 gas bombs in the buildings. Jason saw the thick brown gas, recognized it immediately.

“Here, take this. Cause it’s about to get better, brother.” And not even 20 minutes later report of that chlorine gas was accumulating low in the city proper at approximately 10ppm and growing. They didn’t know where the source was coming from.

Jason knew he had to get out of this fucking hellhole.

He’d gotten as far as Grant Park when he saw it out of the corner of his eye: bright red and black suit crumpled near the alley between Logan and Racine.

Jason swerved the car after a moment of ‘let him fucking rot’ and drove back, gas mask firmly in place when he exited the car.

Tim had been… robbed it looked like. His belt was empty, the mask had cowl had been pulled back and he had two black eyes. There was a pile of puke not to far from where he was leaning against the wall. He seemed unconscious but his breathing was wrecked and he was twitching every few moments.

There was more movement coming from behind the dumpster. Jason readied himself for a fight immediately, but all he saw was blond pigtails of a 4 year old little girl.

He moved closer.

Blond pigtails, nice shoes and nice pale pink North Face jacket; this girl wasn’t a street kid. Probably got separated from her parents.

She was also sporting a Bat-issued re-breather in her mouth and nose. Tim had probably given it to her and told her to hide. Which was dumb considering even vigilantes can’t beat toxic gas.

He wanted to roll his eyes and walk away. Wanted to leave Gotham for good and burn any remaining memory he had of this place.

He reached down and scooped Drake up in a fireman’s carry and held out his hand to the little girl.

Her eyes were huge and red and irritated from the gas; she was so scared.

Jason handed her the keys to his cab and pointed to it. He pointed to her then, and made the universal hand gesture for ‘drive’.

Her lips turned up around the rebreather and she hesitantly took his hand.

Drake had better not fucking puke in his cab.

Never too late! I love this picture!

Wow! Just wow! That's very, very cool. Thank you so much

I saw the picture and nearly died from the cute.

This is a pic of Dick and Jason mostly dressed so it NSFW and therefore linked
http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h282/CountessBlackRose/DickandJason.jpg
Please enjoy and write away.

Dang Anon, this is so damn deep and harsh and grimy. It's also ironic that no matter how he protests the fact Jason is a hero at heart that even children trust.
Thanks for sharing

Oh my gosh! I adore this image! It's put a HUGE Jay plot bunny in my head. :D

*runs off to write it*

This is so cute! It makes me want to write a Tim/Steph fluffy fic. THank you! :D

Oh man, if you do, I want it. I need Steph/Tim like burning. <3

Do it! Do it! Do it!

wow...I want to write but I don't know what...

HOLY YUM BATMAN. /wibbles in pleasure

I want so much more crossover between Neal and Dick. It's like... a match made in heaven. And hell for everyone else :D

Oh yes, I see the appeal. I love that OC!

I totally get the "Holy banana I have a wardrobe/insert other detail." and somehow that one thing takes all the focus of the freak out/revelation. Especially after Black Orchid and the past and everything smacking them in the face.

OH YES PLEASE DO EEEEEEET! (Have you see the trailer? It screams "Jason")

Me too, somehow... another video clip of the Robins, maybe?

... I need to buy those last two Red Hood.

Holy wow, Anon. It's fantastic, thank you!

No I haven't. I have to admit I'm only vaguely aware of who this character real is. You wouldn't happen to know of a link to a copy of the trailer, would you?

*gives hopeful look*

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