Learning To Love Slowly Chapters

Learning to Love Slowly

Jason Todd x Reader All Chapters AO3

57-Mr. Wayne and His Sons

You and Mr. Wayne looked up from your respective books at the sound of yelling, sharing a glance before looking at the library doors.

“You son of a bitch! You tell her, and I’ll kill you.” That was Jason’s voice clear as day, you’d know it anywhere, and it was coming closer. Within seconds, the doors to the library burst open and Dick strode through ready to say something. Before he could even get a breath of air out Jason was on Dick from behind tackling him to the ground. 

“I told you to shut up,” Jason said, putting Dick in a not-too-tight choke hold. 

He reached up to pull his brother’s hair in response, yelling out, “I have to show you what Jason has on his phone—!” Suddenly, Dick was calling his younger brother every name in the book as he had taken a hefty bite of his arm. 

Book forgotten, you propped yourself against the arm of the couch, looking down at the two scuffling around with a grin on your face. Bruce was already getting up with a loud, tired groan that would be heard from any worn-out father to head over to his sons. They didn’t stop their fight upon his approach, still yelling incoherently while pinching and pulling at each other. 

“You’re adopted,” Dick yelled. 

Jason scoffed, “We’re both adopted, you dickhead!”

Bruce bent down and pinched their ears, halting any motion from them. Giggling, you watched as Mr. Wayne pulled them up to their feet, scolding them like Alfred would. Both declared the other of starting it. 

“He’s—he’s mean, Dad,” Dick declared, pointing at Jason. 

Jay scoffed, “What are you, asshole, five?” 

Bruce let them go, eyes narrowing, “What’s this about—”

“Jason has a—” Before he could answer, Dick was having a hand smacked against his mouth. 

“Dad,” Jason said, looking at Bruce. The way his face turned to surprise for a split second, he hadn’t meant for that to come out. “He’s trying to share my personal shit.” 

Bruce hushed Dick before he could say anything in his defense, reprimanding him for invading his brother’s personal space and trying to embarrass him in front of you. His eldest was already defending his actions like he was nine again, pleading with him that it wasn’t that serious of a secret. 

“Didn’t think invading person space really applied to you since you have tracking devices on nearly all of us,” Dick snapped.

You quietly asked, “Does that include me?”

“Probably.” 

“No!”

“You better not be tracking my fucking girlfriend.”

Bruce was quick to explain that tracking his children during patrol was very different and that he would never go as far as to track them outside of the mask. Not anymore, anyway. Jason rebuffed the comment by saying that was far from the paranoid father he knew. 

You interrupted before it could turn into an even bigger fight, “We’re getting off-topic, what is it that you don’t want to be shared with me?” 

Jason sheepishly moved from Bruce over to you, taking out his phone to show you while he whispered in your ear. Your face turned red as you looked away, flustered. 

“Yeah, we’ll talk about that later.” You said. 

Bruce admired how the two of you looked like two kids so in love, while Dick groaned. You excused yourself and Jason so you could take about exactly how this came about.

Once the library doors closed, the scolding that Bruce gave Dick could be heard from down the hall. Still, it was nothing compared to Alfred's. 

medical files follow up visit - physical exam

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NOTE: NOT CANON! this is a follow-up to my previous medical files post!

summary: Every soldier, officer, and civilian have their annual well visit, a patient is a patient. So, what does the documentation look like for the 141?

warnings: medical inaccuracies, mention of wounds/wound care, mentions of depression, medical terminology

a/n: hehe yk i LOVE my medical files so I thought I might try to do a full SOAP note and physical exam with findings + labs (live, laugh, love, pharmacy school). also someone let me know this made its way to both pinterest and tiktok which is absolutely CRAZY so I hope you all enjoy this part ii :)

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Hello Valiants!! I've been lurking and simply obsessed with your art and writing of them for a while and I was wondering if you have ever done a comic about how the rest of the team take ghostsoap's relationship? Or is it a secret? Ignore this if you have hehe

🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 Hmm maybe this or this Price one was close, but here's an update... (I think it's BARELY a secret)

*slams door open*

i heard you can find good angst fics

Got anything in particular? I’ve got lists of:

Donnie angst

2012 and 2018 Leo Angst

Raph Angst

Mikey suffering

Mind control angst and 2018 Donnie angst (it was an open-ended ask)

Foot Leonardo

(I’ve also got these on Tumblr, but I’m linking you to Ao3 because I find it more convenient)

If you have something specific in mind, let me know!

i lost the ask my bad! but here is jason for an anon

Waterwork “Sit in water”

Gaz and Reader in a helicopter for the first time after Gaz fell out. Reader comforting him as he struggles with the trauma of the near death experience.

He was trained for the worst. He's been through the worst. Until it was worse.

Never had this happened to him before, and it fucked his mind up in a way it had never been. Falling was like getting freezing water splashed on him on a cool day. His stomach dropping so damn far from the scare and G-force damn near made him throw up, but he's still there. Breathing was damn near impossible, the wind speed making air difficult to inhale. He didn't even have time to think of you, or his family. He saw himself fall, and yet he was still in the air. The bruises from the holster stuck for almost a month, lucky he didn't get ripped in half from the force.

The guys made jokes, and he thought he was "man enough" to get over it, yet here he was. Lying in bed, being held by you just so he can breathe properly.

The worst moments, when he really lost it, was when he got that feeling while falling asleep; the one where you feel like you're falling.

He shot out of bed, breathing like oxygen was actively being ripped from his lungs, grabbing at his hips in search of his holster. He barely felt your hand snake up his neck, cupping the nape. His wide eyes meet yours and you hand him the blanket in an attempt to ground him.

"It's okay baby, you're in bed right now, not there" you say softly, gentle hands grabbing his shaky ones.

You manage to get his breathing leveled out and get him to lay down, holding him securely. He eventually managed to relax, after about 30 minutes. The shaking had stopped, the phantom pain dissipating, and the mental flashes ceasing. The sharp wind on his face was replaced with your thumb rubbing softy into him.

Without you, he doubts he would be able to ground himself after that experience. The month after was crucial time to make sure the post traumatic stress didn't turn into PTSD, and he knows that without you, he wouldn't have even known where to start in the process of processing it. He feels so safe with you, knowing you make him feel like he can actually do something for himself.

Living, not surviving.

Lt. Simon Ghost Riley

cod masterlist - crow’s mega masterlist

☁️ = fluff || ⛈️ = angst || 🔥 = sexual content

Ghost Kiss Headcanons ☁️

NSFW Alphabet 🔥

Rumbling (GN!Reader) ⛈️☁️

Ghost + Price Comfort GN!Reader With Scoliosis ⛈️☁️

“Don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere.” ⛈️☁️

Downpour (GN!Reader) ☁️

Emergency Contact (GN!Reader) - Part 2 ☁️⛈️

July 2023 Smut Prompt Masterlist 🔥

Frozen Fingertips (GN!Reader) - Part 2 ⛈️☁️

Soft Moments: Ghost Edition (GN!Reader) ☁️

Sub Moments: Ghost Edition (GN!Reader) 🔥

Under The Surface (GN!Reader) ☁️⛈️

Need It (GN!Reader) 🔥

Migraines (GN!Reader) ☁️

Keychain (GN!Reader) ☁️⛈️

Sick Moments: Ghost Edition (GN!Reader) ☁️

The Soul Series (GN!Reader) ☁️⛈️🔥

summary; you’re completely out of line and every form of leadership you’ve had have thrown you out because you won’t fall into line, and you’re concerningly disobedient. that isn’t even addressing your morality. you face two choices: follow orders or face dishonorable discharge.

Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining

I love The Golden Girls.