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Migraines | J.T.

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Request: Anon - “Hey I get pretty bad migraines, and i was going the injury prompt list and #4 and #6 kind of remind me of how my lovely s/o takes care of me when i have an episode. I’d love to see those prompts with jason todd! Prompts: (from here) #4: Trying to hide your injury from them, but failing miserably once you faint right in front of them #6: Staying the night in case they need your help, being asked to sleep on the bed instead of the couch/floor

Summary: You have a migraine and try to hide it from Jason until you manage to faint in front of him, sending him into a worrying spin over you

Warnings: Description of migraines, friends to lovers, mentions of being nauseous from the migraine, fluff, hurt/comfort (kind of)

Words: 4,595

A/n: I am both a big sucker for injury prompts and Jason Todd so here we are lol I also get migraines so anon, I’m sorry you’re dealing with them 😭 I did friends to lovers just because I thought it fit a little better with the second prompt!! If you wanna be added to my tag list, click the link below, send me an ask, or comment!! You can also follow my library blog @jasntoddslibrary !! If you like this, please reblog it and/or talk to me about it!!

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It starts as a mild headache. It’s just an ache in the beginning of your head at first that’s a bit annoying but nothing horrible. However, with your history of migraines, you take your precautions to prevent it from turning into a migraine. The thing about the migraines is they tend to send you out of commission until they go away. You always play it out to be just a mild headache or that you’re just tired and take a nap. Jason doesn’t actually know how bad your headaches (migraines) actually are. He’s Robin! Jason could have ten broken bones and still go out swinging. You get a migraine and want to explode.

After about two hours though, the mild headache has turned into a full-blown migraine. It’s throbbing in the front of your head. Your stomach is nauseous with the pain and every bit of light in the room makes you cringe. You’re in the library of Wayne Manor with Jason, sitting with him while the two of you read and reading is making it worse. You swear you’ve been on the same page for twenty minutes, unable of focus your eyes or your attention on the book. Everything hurts, even moving your eyes is agonizing.

“You good?” Jason looks over at you, noticing you haven’t turned a page in a while.

“Oh, yeah.” Your voice is quiet as you give him a fake smile and a very subtle reassuring nod, almost wincing with the movement.

“You don’t look good.” Jason sees the grimace across your face. “Seriously,” He puts his finger in the book to hold the page while he closes it. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m just tired.” You shrug it off. “I’m just gonna take a nap.” You smile sweetly but faintly.

“You’re a bad fucking liar.” Jason chuckles softly as you get off the couch. “I know something’s wrong, can’t hide it from me, babe.” There’s a cheeky grin tugging at his lips when you turn to face him, knowing he’s trying to get the real answer out of you by being cheeky.

“Jay, I’m fine.” You insist, giving him a toothy grin as if that’s enough to convince him but the window is right behind Jason and you moved too quickly.

Everything is spinning and throbbing and pounding and your vision is blurring in and out. Everything is agonizing and all you want to do is curl into a ball and melt away. Your heart is starting to race while your legs are starting to feel weak and shaky.

“Y/n?” Jason calls, the grin completely vanishing as he watches the look at your face turn distant and shallow just as your legs give out.

Jason scrambles to his feet, catching your head just before you hit the ground. Panic courses through Jason’s blood as he holds your head in his hands, unsure of what just happened. You’ve never fainted before. He knew something was wrong but something wrong enough to make you faint? He never would have guessed and he’s kicking himself for not realizing that it was something that bad. He should known better, paid closer attention maybe. Something. But, then your eyes open slowly, you barely coming to with your head still pounding like a kickdrum at a rock concert.

“Hey, holy shit, are you okay?” Jason’s words are slurred as he looks at you but you can’t make them out. Everything sounds mixed together, hazy even. “Y/n?” Jason asks and as your vision starts to steady slightly, you can make out his brown eyes laced in worry, forehead wrinkled.

The jig is up.

“Migraine.” You mutter out.

Jason lets out a sigh, wondering why you didn’t just tell him. You both make fun of each other with little stuff. It’s all fun and games though, Jason tends to take some low blows when he gets mad but it’s never anything too horrible and you know where not to cross a line. Had you just told him you had a migraine, he wouldn’t have made a joke or yelled to make it worse. He would have just let you rest. Jason knows his constant training even with an injury isn’t normal, most people know when to tap out. He doesn’t want you to end up like him, unable to take a break even from just reading a book with him.

“Come on.” Jason slides his hands out from under your head as you sit up. “Get your ass to bed.” Jason stands up, offering both of his hands to you to help you up.

You take his hands gingerly in yours, carefully and slowly getting up, trying not to move too much or too fast. “I’ll be fine.” You brush it off once you’re on your feet.

You don’t want to bother him with it. Migraines are debilitating but it’s still a headache. It just sounds so pitiful in a way. You have to nap in the middle of the day over a headache. Jason shouldn’t be bothered with it or you. You’ll take a nap and maybe you’ll feel better later.

“Yeah, then ya fucking fainted.” Jason scoffs, not realizing he was still holding your hands.

“Mhm.” You hum, your mouth dry from the nausea of the throbbing headache.

“I’ll walk you.” He offers, realizing your hands are soft in his.

His heart swells with the idea but he lets go and opts to move to your side, resting a hand on the small of your back. He gestures for you to start walking, him walking right beside you and not moving his hand just making sure you don’t fall or faint again.

If your head wasn’t a throbbing and pulsating mess right now, you’d have some comment about how nice he’s being. Jason can be a little less than nice at times with people, but he does have these really nice moments with you ever since you followed him to Gotham. It’s….domestic in a way. At Titans Tower, there was this ruggedness to everything and this hardness that almost surrounded him, a bitterness that ate at his bones. But, when he’s here, he’s kinder. He’s still rough around the edges, that’s just Jason but he’s kinder and you’d be lying if you said you don’t like the kinder side of him that mixes with his sarcasm. And maybe if your head wasn’t causing such agonizing pain, you’d notice him looking more at you instead of where you were walking, his eyes laced with worry. It’s just a headache he tells himself, but he worries anyway because it’s you.

Jason gets you to bed, you swearing you can get into bed just fine but he doesn’t take that for an answers. You fainted in front of him and now he’s determined to not let you do anything until you’re feeling better. You’re his best friend and while it’s a migraine, he doesn’t want you to hurt yourself more or prolong the pain. So, he pulls the blankets over you and takes your phone from you before putting it on silent and putting it on your nightstand.

“Did you need anything?” He asks, trying to hide his concern from his voice.

“No,” You say softly, comfortable in your bed now and glad to be able to sleep. “Thanks.”

Jason nods, sticking his hands in his pockets. “Text me if you need something, alright? Don’t go getting up and making shit worse.” Jason offers an awkward laugh.

“Yes, sir.” You mutter, giving him a soft smile.

“I mean it.” He warns as he starts walking towards the door.

“Thanks, Jay.” Your voice is a little louder this time so you know he’ll hear you.

Jason smiles softly. “Yeah.” He nods at you before leaving your room, shutting the door slowly and quietly to allow you to sleep.

Jason leaves you alone for a few hours, casually passing by your room every fifteen minutes just in case. Of course, Jason doesn’t realize he’s passing by so often. He’ll go into one of the living areas and then conveniently remember he needed something from his room which is next to yours. Or he’ll go back to the library only to realize he needed something from the kitchen which means he has to pass by your room. He plays this little game for a few hours, getting an eyebrow raise from Bruce every time Jason passes him in a different room. After the fifth time, Bruce finally just asked what was going on. Jason tried to brush it off with “Forgot something again.” Bruce didn’t press but figured it had something to do with you. Jason isn’t the forgetful type and it made Bruce chuckle softly to himself.

But, after that few hours, Jason got a bit stir-crazy worrying about you. You’re his main form of entertainment here. You’re both either training (to Bruce’s dismay) or joking with each other or reading. You show him a lot of movies and TV shows he’s missed. You’re always together and now he’s just bored and worried. So, he makes his way to your room around 10pm with a glass of water and he knocks softly, hoping it wasn’t too loud but that you heard him. You don’t answer though and Jason feels a bit more worried, so he opens the door just slightly to look inside.

You’re asleep in the same exact position he left you in. Your room is completely dark, the currents drawn and the TV off. But, Jason shines just enough light into your room to stir you awake. Your eyes peek open, catching a blurry glimpse of him in your doorframe, able to make out his dark hair.

“Jay?” You question, barely noticing the throbbing of your head slightly better than it was a few hours ago.

“Sorry.” Jason mumbles. “Wanted to make sure you didn’t die or some shit.” He brushes the worry from his words, trying to act casual.

“I’m alive.” Your voice is weak, stinging Jason’s heart.

Jason takes a step in the room, leaving the door cracked so he can actually see you. “Feeling any better?” He asks.

“Migraine is still kicking.” The sarcasm in your voice is even weak and Jason feels so bad for you.

And he’s still worried because you don’t normally nap this long. It makes him wonder if you nap just long enough to ease some of the migraine but still keep up appearances. But now he does know, so maybe your migraines do last this long after all this time and he feels horrible.

“Well,” Jason walks over, resting the water on your nightstand which you definitely take note of. Was that the excuse he was going to use if you were awake? Bringing you a glass of water? That’s kind of sweet. He sticks his hands in his pockets. “I’m going to get my stuff then.” He holds his head up high, chest puffing out slightly. “Gotta make you sure you don’t croak in your sleep or something.” Jason nods his head, giving you this half-cocked grin. “Or,” Jason clears his throat. “Just in case you need something.”

“In case I need something?” You wanna make fun of him so bad, you love making fun of him. It’s how you two show affection but, you’re actually curious where this is going. The migraine might still be kicking, but the curiosity has now taken over.

“Yeah,” He shrugs casually. “I don’t want you to suffer longer so if you need something, you won’t have to deal with it.” He shifts his weight from his toes to heels.

“Awww.” You manage the quip with a smile.

“Shut the fuck up.” Jason chuckles softly, dodging his eyes from you for a second. “So, I’m staying in here tonight and you’re just gonna have to suck it up.”

“Fine.” You try to sound stern but there’s a smile playing at your lips and your chest bursts of warmth with having Jason stay in your room.

That’s something neither of you do. You are friends and the flirting sometimes gets a bit…too flirty. There’s a difference between two friends flirting and joking around and whatever the hell the two of you do. You always get just a little too close to Jason and Jason always comes up with a quip that’s said a little too seriously. There is this invisible line neither of you have ever crossed because it overcomplicates a fun situation. Jason doesn’t think you’re into him that way and you think if you were to ever tell Jason, he’d laugh or make it weird. But, maybe this is a good opportunity to try something a little less flirty and fun and try something a little more casual and soft.

When Jason comes back, he’s in grey joggers and a loose black t-shirt. He has a pillow with a beige pleated pillowcase under one arm and a matching blanket draped over the other arm. He said he’d go get his stuff but you were certain he was just being dramatic. Jason has always had a flare for the dramatics. And a part of you thought for sure Jason was just going to slide into bed with you with a cheeky grin because that’s just Jason. But, he doesn’t. He puts his pillow on the floor beside your side of the bed. You eye him with suspicion, not moving your head and you want to laugh but you know it’ll just hurt.

“What’re you doing?” You ask once Jason sits on the floor.

He looks at you with, what you swear seems to be innocence. “Sleeping on the floor?” He questions back, not sure why you’re asking.

You let out a huff, smiling down at him. “Can you just sleep in the bed with me, please?” You ask and at this point, you don’t even want to deny the fact having him next to you would at least bring you comfort. You always sit close to him because it’s comforting but having him sleeping next to you now with a throbbing migraine? That might be the only thing you actually want, besides the pain to stop.

Jason gains this smirk and devious look in his eyes. “Oh, want me in the bed, huh?”

“Shut up.” You groan. “I said please.” You pout a lip at him and Jason swears he thinks it’s the cutest thing in the world.

“Since you asked so nicely, babe.” He emphasizes the word and your stomach spins with butterflies.

Jason walks to the other side of the bed and gently flips the blankets up to get underneath them. He tries to play this off in the cool, calm, and collected way he tries to play everything like this, getting a little too close to you. His heart is thundering in his chest and he tells himself that you’re just being nice because he’s being nice. This is a nice, friendly thing to do to make sure you’re okay and he doesn’t wake up with back pain in the morning. This is a casual, friendly thing you’re doing.

You roll over slowly, careful not to move your head too much. The migraine is just barely starting to subside but you know if you move too much or try to stay awake, it will come back with a vengeance. So, you remain careful as you move closer to Jason. He stretches his arm behind your head almost instinctively, careful not to hit to your head with the movement. Your head lays on his chest and you have to admit, he is so warm.

Jason brings his arm around you, pulling you closer to him and this is kind of nice. He wishes your head wasn’t in pain so maybe this would be something a little more or something would come out of it. But, he’s so sure that you’re only willing to cuddle with him like this because you’re in pain and for a reason he doesn’t fully understand, you find comfort in him being here. Your head is aching but this is the most comfortable you’ve been in forever. Jason is comfortable.

“Thanks for checking on me.” You whisper to him, your eyes closed as you listen to his heart still thundering in his chest. “And the water.”

A bashful smile comes to his lips. “Yeah,” You feel him huff under you. “‘Course.”

“Why is your heart beating so fast?” You ask.

Jason pauses, his eyes widening. How is he somehow at a loss for words? He’s never at a loss for words but how’s he supposed to answer that without admitting anything? Your question and his running through about it just made his heart beat faster.

“Are you...nervous?” A gentle chuckle leaves your lips, you wincing with the throbbing.

“Fuck off, no I’m not nervous.” Jason groans.

“Okay, Jason.” A snicker comes from you. “Seriously, thank you for staying.” Your voice is quiet and coated in a honey-like sincerity.

Jason sucks in a breath and honesty isn’t exactly his thing. Not that he lies, he just doesn’t say how he feels but you’re kind of really important to him.

“Yeah, well, I’d kind of doing anything for your ass.” Jason chuckles.

“I know.” You smile to yourself. You know he would. He’s a bit rough around the edges and he has his issues that he’s kind of trying to deal with, but you know he’d do anything for you. “I’d do anything for you, too.” You admit, just sensing the deadpan expression he’s giving you. But before he can turn it into some type of flirty, taunting banter, you continue. “Goodnight, Jay.”

“Night, Y/n.” Jason lets out a sigh, rubbing your back lightly.

You fall asleep first, the migraine fully wearing you out and Jason offers the perfect amount of comfort. He’s soft and there’s a firmness of his chest that isn’t hard or too stiff. It’s just firm enough to offer support and just the right amount of soft. You think he makes a better pillow than your own (which is insane since Bruce did not skimp on the pillows). Jason, on the other hand, he stays awake a little longer.

It’s been harder for him to fall asleep ever since Deathstroke. But, tonight, that’s not where his head is focused and he has to admit, it’s a bit cathartic. He’s so careful not to move or tense up with you so peacefully asleep under him. He doesn’t want to disturb you because of your migraine and he doesn’t want to disturb you and make you move away from him. You keep him calm and turn his brain off for a little bit. He always chalked it up to you being friends. You’re one of the only people who ever really listened to him anyway and that always helped a bit but, he’s looking down at you with this gentle smile and that’s his real ‘oh shit’ moment.

It’s not just flirting for fun or the joking banter, but a genuine liking between him and you. Deep inside, he knew why he was worried about you and why his heart was beating so fast. Deep down he knew why he didn’t risk immediately getting into bed with you, because he didn’t want to scare you off and risk you turning him away from the room altogether. But, right now with the dark room and you asleep on his chest, finding comfort in him, he knows and he knows he won’t be able to ignore the warmth in the pit of his stomach. So, he closes his eyes and settles with the thought of maybe. With the thought of maybe something happening between the two of you and the thought of maybe this becoming your thing because that’s where he finds comfort. In the thought of maybe.

The next morning comes around and you wake up first, bright and early. Your head is a bit groggy from the migraine but you’re finally away from the pain. As long as you get some food and water, it should stay away. You’re in such a state of relief the migraine has finally released you from it’s grip, you almost don’t realize your head is still on Jason’s chest. It only takes less a minute for you to realize it but it’s long enough to surprise you.

You sit up slightly, looking at him and for once, Jason Todd looks peaceful. There’s a blooming happiness that pulls at your heart as you watch him. He’s had it rough and he never really looks at peace, not fully but he does right now and you adore him so much. You don’t think he sees how happy he makes you and you wish he did. Jason Todd also deserves to live in peace and happiness with love and acceptance and that’s all you ever really want for him.

“Hey.” You whisper, poking his cheek softly. “Jaaaayyyyyy.” You hold out his name, poking his cheek again as he scrunches his face and you swear it’s the cutest thing in the world.

“What?” He mumbles, voice drenched in sleep, almost incoherent.

“You’re kind of cute when you’re sleeping.” You keep your voice a whisper and it’s the most graceful alarm Jason has ever had. Alarm even seems like too harsh of a word to call you.

He peaks an eye open at you, managing this expression of a cross between annoyance and teasing. “Just my face, babe.” He has this tired smirk that gets your stomach in a twist.

“Eh.” You shrug at him while he opens his other eye. “‘S alright, I guess.” You tease him and the annoyance evaporates from his expression.

“How long’ve you been up?” Jason asks, enjoying the lively expression back on your face.

You look like the sun now which he thinks is a cheesy thought but it’s true. Last night, you looked like a rain cloud and not even the cool ones that are large and fluffy, consuming the whole sky in lumps of deep greys and blues. No, last night you just looked like the rain smog around Gotham, gloomy and tired.

“Just a few minutes.” You answer casually before running a hand through his hair. It’s wild this morning, curly strands standing up and scattered about the pillow.

“What’re you doing?” Jason laughs, eyes looking up at your arm and back you.

“Messing with your hair, it’s shockingly soft.”

“Shockingly?” Jason chortles. “The fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t know.” You laugh back, pulling your hand away and resting it on his chest. “Thought it would be stringy.”

Jason’s brows furrows, the smile still tugging at his lips. “Yeah, okay, perfect sense.” He jokes with you and there’s something about how this feels right now. It’s not the tension-filled flirting the two of you do. There’s something so domestic about it that he really likes. “You hungry?”

“Starving.” Your eyes widen dramatically.

“Alright, what do ya want?” Jason wiggles his brows at you. “I’ll cook.”

Your brows shoot up with surprise. Jason has cooked for you a handful of times, but it’s not that he really offers. He just kind of makes something and then tells you to try it. “What’re you up to, Todd?” Your eyes narrow at him playfully.

Jason shakes his head, smile turning down and then twitching back up. “Just being nice.”

“Well, I won’t turn down food.” You laugh softly before telling him one of your favorite breakfast foods.

“You got it.” Jason nods at you while you get off of him so he can get off the bed.

“Are you gonna bring it to me?” You pout up at him as he looks down at you. He thinks you look pitiful in the cutest way possible.

He shakes his head and he wants to argue it, tease you but he can’t. “Fine, but you owe me.” Jason has a one-sided grin as he points a finger at you jokingly.

“I’ll take that.” You beam a smile up at him, shocked he actually said he’d bring it to you.

Jason tosses the idea around in his head and you’re clearly feeling better, so why not? “How about a date then?” The words are much smoother than the frantic thoughts in his head. He’s a bit panicked that he just asked that, thinking maybe you’d actually say no or laugh. He’d be devastated if you did and then probably hide out in the Batcave for the rest of the day.

The smile falls from your face for a second, unsure if he’s joking or not. He doesn’t look like he’s joking. He actually looks pretty serious despite the devious grin on his face. There’s a pleading in his eyes that tells you he’s completely serious and you just can’t believe it. You thought Jason just liked flirting and maybe he does, but you thought that’s all it was. It was something you just accepted after a few months at Titans Tower. You just accepted that’s all it would ever be but now? It seems as if it’s real.

“Seriously?” You ask, your voice not giving Jason any indication on how you feel about it.

He shrugs a shoulder, trying his best to play it off. “Yeah, why not?”

The smile comes back to your face and you can feel the heat coming to your cheeks. “Yeah, okay. When do you wanna go?”

Jason’s heart is exploding into fireworks across his chest. You actually said yes. But, he didn’t think he’d get this far into the conversation so now he’s just stuck making it up on the fly. “Tomorrow?” Jason asks, figuring tomorrow would be better in case you need today to recover from the migraine.

“It’s a date.” You’re beaming up at him and the giddiness consumes your bones like a kid in a candy story for the first time.

“Awesome.” Jason smiles widely, looking to the floor and back to you, a few strands of his hair bouncing onto his forehead. “I’ll go make your breakfast and bring it to you then.”

“Thank you, Jay.” You give him a toothy smile. “You’re gonna eat with me right?”

“I guess.” Jason wrinkles his nose, his cheeks starting to ache from the smile.

“Okay, well hurry up, I wanna hear about this date you have planned.” You tease him and watch him stiffen just slightly.

“Just for that,” Jason says as he heads for the door. “I’ll take my sweet ass time.”

“Or, you could hurry up and come back to bed.” You taunt him, brushing your hand over his side of the bed and you can see his jaw clench.

“Fuck, yeah, alright.” Jason groans, knowing he’s lost and you fall into a fit of laughter, a sound Jason adores. “I’ll be right back.” Jason says before quickly leaving the room, leaving your door open just a bit.

You fall back into the pillows, ecstatic that you have a date with your best friend and he’s making you breakfast. A part of you finds it funny that this whole thing is because you fainted over a migraine.

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sasheneskywalker · 5 months

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batfamily fic recs which are told through unusual formatting

a hat fashioned from tin foil by discowing (ameliafromafairytale) nightwang @karakurachou – 8 hours ago jason todd is alive and faked his death so he could become robin: a conspiracy theory thread

Batfam conspiracy theories meet social media.

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occam's razor by BeatriceEagle r/SolveIt • Posted by u/Phalangefier 3 days ago

It's the fifth anniversary of Jason Todd's death

Today is the fifth anniversary of the day that Jason Todd and Sheila Haywood were murdered, so I thought I would post a write-up unifying all of the information that we have on the case. There have been a lot of posts about Jason over the years, but this case is so weird and has so many branches to it, I don’t think that anyone’s ever compiled all of them in one place.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Dick Grayson & Jason Todd

Send to All by kerosceene I, _______________, hereby acknowledge that this form represents my wishes should I contract phytoaphrodisiac-induced delirium (hereafter referred to as “PAID”) during engagements with or while apprehending Dr. Pamela Lillian Isley (“Poison Ivy”).

The bats have a sex pollen release form. Because of course they do.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Tim Drake & Bruce Wayne, Stephanie Brown & Tim Drake, Barbara Gordon & Dick Grayson, Clark Kent/Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

Batman Hits the Red Hood with His Batarang by redboard (Ink) Batman hears whispers of a new crime lord in Gotham, trailing blood and carnage in his wake. The Red Hood is skilled and ruthless, and quickly seizes control of the drug trade, seemingly for his own ends.

Red Hood, after years of planning, your moment has finally arrived. Why have you come?

An "Under the Red Hood"-themed tabletop game, for one or two players. You will need colored dice (or a dice roller), your imagination, and, optionally, a friend who has as many feelings about Jason Todd as you do.

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T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne

#Justice4Gotham by Havendance So, uh, Hi. I’m still alive. I didn’t die of the clench (barely). I’m kind of sorry for disappearing on you for so long but life just got really busy and I didn’t really have time to chase after Batman and Robin anymore. I’m not sure how many of you guys still check this blog, but if you are out there, I’ve got a big favor to ask you all.

On June 27th at 7:03pm, Gotham City was hit by the worst earthquake the east coast has seen in, like, ever. And now we could really use your help.

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Night Blogger by AnonDude There's a blogger catching the internet's attention with a long, insane, and twisted tale. The problem is, he seems to persist under the impression that he's just a random anonymous blogger looking for advice on his relationship. That's all.

QuillsNFrills: I like your first entry! But I'm a little unsure as to what genre you're aiming for here; it seems a little confused and all over the place. It's clear you want it to be something more lurking under the guise of a simple relationship blog, but is that…mystery? Thriller? A dark romance? Sci-fi/fantasy/magic (with the…whatever is going on with BF's head)? I'm also kind of wondering if I'm reading right that maybe there are hints this isn't a reliable narrator? Maybe that will continue…eyes. Anyway, keep up the good work! – April 15, 2023 –

BlueberryPancakes: this […] only continued to get MORE wild, and despite the "clearing up"…I still don't know whether to believe […] it's supposed to be an obvious red herring and this is all an Experience^tm, or whether this is really OP's life. – April 17, 2023 –

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spidey-x-male-reader · 10 months

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You and Roy have to go on a fake date for a mission. It ends up being a bust but you two still have fun.

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jaydick-week · 1 year

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❤️💙Introducing: JAYDICK AWARDS!💙❤️

JAYDICK WEEK is a fandom event to celebrate the relationship between Dick Grayson and Jason Todd. While this week is meant to encourage the creation of new works, we would like to hold additional events to celebrate the Jaydick community.

This year, we have decided to try something new: superlatives!

We have compiled a list of 40 awards to showcase the peoples’ picks for the best works in the Jaydick community. Which Jaydick work is the best Fantasy AU? Which one has the most sexual tension? Which one had the most unique AOB dynamics? Let us know by filling out the form linked below! (We suggest doing this on a computer, by the way.)

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The mods believe that every work is a winner and want to reward all creators equally, from the most established Jaydick writer to the newest newbie in the fandom. For this reason, there will be no voting on these works. Every work submitted will be published with its corresponding category!

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i feel so outta the loop with whats going on with that art tracer, they're also a race bender too?

okay so the art tracer has gone by many names over time. i used to be mutuals with them (i feel very stupid about it now for not recognizing them!) but they used to go by (in reverse order, from most recent to oldest):

- marco / red, who traced art back then as well (you can check my "mutuals.marco" tag for more of their art. i tried to give benefit of the doubt back then, but it is very clear their understanding of anatomy and other things does not quite line up with their physical "skill." look at the semi decent grasp of anatomical elements and proportions but entire lack of detail and messy linework on things like fingers and hair. ive noticed these things as ive gotten better also at art. they were into genshin, the quarry, and "apocalyptic" media. their card visually is the same, with the same strange typing quirks, tagging system, and carrd details as 'aray' (ie: the three emojis at the bottom of a small text box, with the key leading to i believe platonic or familial f/os i cant remember which.) marcos main f/o was buck from 911, which carried over to the 'aray' blog. theyve since deleted this f/o from their list. dina and ellie were on marcos list towards the end of that blog. that has since carried over. they also strangely had dragon ball blacklisted, as they do on their current blog, which is very likely because of the issues they have had with keke/@galedinner the past who, at the time of their old blogs deactivaton and new blogs creation, was fixated on his dragon ball f/os, and had some fairly popular posts regarding them.

- kayle, the shipper who also racefaked (at first to being wholly poc, then mixed, then 'part' native i believe because their...stepdad? was native? hello?they also faked did, and e-begged for money after causing a three-car pileup via distracted driving. they were into DC with bruce wayne always being their 'main' f/o,' and genshin. (this is where keke very bravely called out their shit, which is where their issues with him started i believe.)

- ana/anastasia, a shipper who also used to trace art, specifically DC comic art. they shipped with bruce wayne and jason todd.

- a few other blogs whom i never checked, but if you remember that "deactivation speedrun" thing that happened round a year ago on my blog, that was them also, also going by ana again. i called them out on clearly trying to weasel their way back into the community, and they immediately deactivated.

just to name a few. they didnt racebend, they falsely claimed to be poc more than once. they claimed i believe to be at points: latinx, native, and black mixed? i have talked to more than one person who has known them throughout all these blog changes/at different points throughout, as well as adding my own experience, in case youre curious as to where im getting some of these details.

this is how they drew their selfinserts (character on the right) btw, at least when they were going by marco:

i have added an image of my own arm and colorpicked directly from it, which is the the darker two colors -- mind you, i am polish and irish. im about as white as it gets ethnically, though i admit im not as pale as i could be for it. i picked from my natural tone and even from the lightest part i could see just to really try to throw a bone, and they still drew their s/is very consistently paler than me. and then claimed to be poc. (also, look at the hair. the clothes folds. the hands. its very clearly traced. no way someone is so good at facial anatomy and proportions and then...draws a hand like that. im sorry.)

its a clear pattern, and quite easy to follow through time via their interests and other small details about their blog/typing/tagging system/etc.

theyre not a great person, and im quite upset i didnt pick up on the kayle -> marco switch when it happened, but i try to give people benefit of the doubt. i have known them for years, though rarely interacted directly with them until they went by marco, though i dont know if they know i have known them so long, as i myself have gone through a few name/url changes since then (but it is all present on my blog. i have never remade attempting to 'be' someone else. i just think theyre not that smart to realize.) others im sure have more dealings with them, and feel free to add on.

#dex.ask #long post

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bitimdrake · 1 year

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I posted 10,175 times in 2022

That's 4,343 more posts than 2021!

468 posts created (5%)

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I tagged 10,165 of my posts in 2022

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#anyway these people remind me of a childhood friend who would constantly declare she hated things and then try them and realize she didn’t.

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wait i would also like to present a concept

A friend of Tim (chose your favorite, let’s say Ives) is super hyped about this new movie coming out, and Tim is like, I’m a rich boy, I can make dreams come true. He pulls strings for them to go to the premiere and be right up next to the red carpet.

Tim knows nothing about this movie. Ives’s rambling has gone in one ear and out the other. He has not looked up a single thing about it. He’s just doing this because it’s a cool thing to do for his friend.

This will prove to be a mistake.

Down the red carpet comes one of the actors, a man long down on his luck, who has finally made his big break in a real Hollywood movie. We’ll call him Not-Eddie. An actor not known for such roles as: Tim’s fake uncle to stop Bruce from adopting him.

Actor Not-Eddie makes eye-contact with Tim. Tim makes eye-contact with Actor Not-Eddie.

Actor Not-Eddie would very much like no one to know he once accepted money to help a teenager commit fraud. (It’s tough making a living, okay?)

Tim would very much like no one to know he once paid someone to help him commit fraud, exclusively so he could prevent the billionaire who has since adopted him from adopting him back then because they were Going Through A Thing. Tim would especially like no one to know that he committed this fraud so effectively that every government database in existence still holds records for his uncle Eddie, who looks weirdly like that cool new actor.

They have been staring too long. Ives, oblivious, says, “Hey, you know that guy from somewhere?”

Tim panics.

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actually I think people who complain about superhero comics with stuff like “ugh it’s so silly Cyborg turned into a planet” or “Jason Todd being resurrected by Superboy Prime punching the universe is ridiculous :/” are akin to people who don’t like musicals saying “actually musicals are bad because it doesn’t make sense that the characters break into song”

1,565 notes - Posted January 2, 2022

A lot of people assume that almost all superheroes fit a standard of having masked (literally or metaphorically) hero identities and separate civilian identities they keep stringently secret. In reality, the identity management across the DCU is wide and varied and includes:

The classic: people who grew up as regular civilians, and later took on masked identities, hiding the connection between the two (e.g. most Bats)

As above, except minus the mask, with such seeming forthrightness heroes that no one realizes they even have a secret identity too (e.g. Clark/Superman)

Characters who once had secret identities, until those identities got revealed and they could no longer have any secrecy (e.g. Cassie/Wonder Girl)

Characters who have civilian identities and hero identities, but make no effort to hide that they’re the same person (e.g. Dinah/Black Canary)

Heroes who have fully abandoned any pretense of duel identity at all and literally just use their own name for heroing (e.g. Donna Troy)

Characters who can’t have secret identities, because their identity is blatantly obvious on first sight (e.g. Vic/Cyborg, Kory/Starfire)

Characters whose “hero name” is actually their real name--often because they’re not from earth--and for whom the dichotomy of “adopted hero identity and real civilian identity” just wouldn’t make sense (e.g. og Raven)

As above, but they later create a secret civilian alias to live as, which may or may not become more than an alias (e.g. Raven as “Rachel Roth”, Diana/Wonder Woman as “Diana Prince”, Kon-el/Superboy as “Conner Kent”)

Characters who are just really, really bad about keeping their secret identity secret and might not even care (e.g. just. all of the Arrows)

2,030 notes - Posted August 9, 2022

red hood and the outlaws? no, no, you misheard me. red hood and the INlaws. local teenage crime lord gets unwillingly mentored by his big brother's most determined friends.

2,177 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

i do really love the idea of Time Shenanigans leading to ~13-year-old Damian meeting all former Robins at the same age, because every single one of them is just the exact opposite of what he’d expect.

Dick, who Damian expects to be the cool nice supportive one, at thirteen is fucking furious at the idea that there are any Robins after him. Stephanie, far from the perky optimist he knows, is a hardcore cynic who thinks Batman is super cool and hasn’t even become a vigilante yet. Jason, who has previously interacted with Damian mostly via bullets, is a sweetheart who’s exceptionally insecure at the idea of Bruce getting another Robin.

And meanwhile Tim at thirteen is like “oh you’re the next Robin? Heck yeah, that’s awesome, glad it worked out.”

7,796 notes - Posted March 3, 2022

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clowngags · 1 year

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The Joker && The Death of Jason Todd

There is no DCEU canon for Jason Todd, only an allusion in Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice. The above Robin costume is in a display case in the Batcave for Batman to gaze at with intensity. There is no dialogue or follow up to this detail, but the implication is that Joker had something to do with Robin’s death.

Given my inclination to avoid comic canon, I wrote my own version of the death of Jason Todd. This is my blog’s canon in the absence of DCEU content. It is also the only real detail I pull from a source other than TDK or SS (2016). It is a joint headcanon with @comicbooksans.

Upon discovering the secret identity of Robin, Joker enacted a plan to turn him against Batman. The first part of her plan was staging a fake shoot out where some of her men posed as Black Mask’s men in which Jason Todd would come across her being brutalized and be forced to intervene out of costume in order to save her life. Pretending that she had no idea who her savior was, Joker would then rely on her savior to get home, showing a side of vulnerability that Jason had not previously seen in her.

After inviting him into her home and forming a personal connection with him as Jason rather than Robin, Joker would insist on repaying his kindness, insisting that he saved her life and that she always pays her debts (a deliberately crafted line designed not only to remind him of his father’s debts as a child growing up in an abusive household, but also to instill a sense of nobility and integrity as the Joker). She makes this offer knowing that Jason will be forced to decline on principle, allowing her to continue to pursue him under the guise of her apparent gratitude.

This instills the beginning of a dichotomy between Jason’s relationship with the Joker versus Robin’s relationship to the Joker. She reinforces this dichotomy by treating Jason kindly and being candid with him, especially when the subject of the Batman inevitably comes up. Joker pretends to think that Robin is Batman’s son in order to put more pressure on Jason’s issues with his own father, and offhandedly says that she feels bad for Robin because he’s caught in his father’s fight, and no kid deserves to be conscripted for someone else’s reasons.

At the same time, she turns up the heat on Batman by goading him into more violent reactions toward her in order to create more cognitive dissonance in Jason’s mind and further undermine his relationship with Batman. She continues the relationship with Jason outside of his identity as Robin until she’s sure that he’s in love with her and his issues with Batman have come to a boil. Then, she pretends to discover Jason’s secret identity as Robin. She feigns horror and betrayal at this discovery, telling Jason that they can’t be together now that she knows who he is because she’ll never be able to trust him now. How does she know he isn’t in this relationship at Batman’s behest? How does she know he didn’t stage everything in order to manipulate her into turning herself in to Batman?

This forces Jason to choose between his love for her and Batman, whom she’s convinced Jason is another abuser that took advantage of his disenfranchised childhood in order to recruit and mold him into a soldier to fight in a war against the crimes of Gotham City that Batman declared for his own purposes. Faced with this conflict, Jason decides that the only way to prove his love and loyalty to Joker is to kill Batman. This, of course, was the Joker’s hope all along, knowing that Jason could never best his mentor in combat and that he would not give up when his heart and integrity were at stake. Sending him into an unwinnable fight which would eventually, whether deliberately or accidentally, force Batman to kill Jason Todd.

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halfagone · 1 year

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From Chapter 43 of lex luthor's ascent

Death Record Institutes or Facilities:

Essentially, these places record the deaths of every person who has ever died, and they include facts such as any possible Taboos they might have committed or any other major mortal crimes. Theft and robbery would not count; assault and murder would. Even if you got away with such crimes in life, they have branded you in death.

These places also mark whether the dead had become a spirit or a ghost. All of this is for multiple reasons. 1) People who had died earlier than the rest of their family or friends could check in at a later time to find out if their loved ones are still alive or have passed on. 2) If serious accusations come about between two spirits who had known each other in life, you have irrevocable proof.

Ghosts can change their names in death, and sometimes they might even forget about their past. You cannot change these records, however. But… this also means if one were to possibly fake their death… they would not show up in a Death Record Institute. Which... might come into play in another fic later on.

I don't know that much about Death Note, but I guess? this is a bit inspired by that? I'm not entirely sure, but I though I ought to give it credit just in case.

If you like the idea, feel free to include it in your own fics! Eventually, I'll get to show what it actually looks like or how it actually functions, but for now, I thought I'd name drop it and see the reactions. Who knows, I might just get inspiration from you all too.

This is first included in chapter 43 of lex luthor's ascent from supervillainy to fatherhood. This post is subject to change assuming further chapters and storylines include this subject matter.

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What would Danny do for work?

I have a quick question to my fellow Danny Phantom fans... When you imagine Danny picking a career/job, what do you headcanon for him? And this is if he can't- for whatever reason- be an astronaut. This is a hypothetical question, it's not- like, going to affect any of my stories in the future or anything *chuckles nervously*

For me, it's always depended on the headcanon I choose for any particular story/AU. But that gets complicated when I have multiple headcanons that could offer opportunities for him.

For example:

Astrophysicist/Aerospace Engineer - He can't be an astronaut, but that doesn't mean he can't still do some kind of work that involves his love for space.

Engineer - In a similar vein, he could be a regular engineer. Especially if he takes after his dad, Jack, more and maybe even creates his own prototypes and inventions.

In a subset to engineer, in my story weekend wonders, Danny is majoring in biomedical engineering. This is because in this AU, the accident gave him chronic pain, and that's how he gained an interest in this field. This could also work great if he gets attention from the Justice League in a DP x DC crossover, or the Avengers in a DP x Marvel crossover; Danny could just as easily work with heroes who have disabilities or chronic pain from many decades of work as heroes. It helps that he personal experience with the same struggles, after all.

Translator - If you headcanon that Danny can understand a lot of languages (or maybe even them all) due to ghost speak, then Danny could totally use this to his advantage with work. Plus!! This offers many different avenues that could be used to your advantage. Want Danny to be connected to the UN in some way before debuting as Ghost King? Have him be a translator that works there. Want Danny to be busy often with his royal responsibilities/ghost fighting? Have him be a translator; he can work remotely or stay self-employed/on contracts.

Teacher - Danny doesn't have great experience with educational staff, so I could imagine him going into this field of work due to nothing but spite. And! He could teach ectobiology, or just ghosts in general. He could do so many topics: Biology, government, history, hell he could do a whole semester on how physics work in the Ghost Zone.

Blacksmith/Ironsmith - Okay, this one is more self-indulgent, but imagine if Pandora teaches him how to fight with a sword and then he gets obsessed with the sword itself that he wants to make one that's perfectly suited for him and this just dominos into going full-blown into this field. (Trade skills are still important, and sadly, don't get as much attention even when they can usually offer fairly decent pay without the thousands of dollars worth in student debt.)

Writer/Author - If you wanted him to be more artistic, he could be a freelance author/novelist or something similar. I feel like being an author would be one of the better choices for him because, again, if you were writing a story where Danny would be busy with a lot of other responsibilities, then he could largely work on his own schedule. Plus! I can totally imagine him hanging out in Long Now with Clockwork when his head is just full of ideas for a story but he wouldn't have the time to write it otherwise. So he kind of uses Long Now to get that time, but he can promise it's for a good cause, stop laughing, Clockwork!

Actor - I really love the concept of Danny being an actor, just for the laughs if nothing else. While this could be a pain if Danny does actually get famous, since that's a lot of media he would probably prefer not to deal with, the concept alone offers a great deal of shenanigans. And... if he does get a good movie deal, he could very well be set for life afterwards. He could be one of those one-hit wonders in television or something.

If anyone has other possibilities, feel free to add! My head is constantly spinning with even more ideas, I might just add some myself.

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DP/DC Week 2022: Day 5

“Have you come to stop me, heroes?” Unnamed villain number 24 of the week cackled with evil glee. His smile began to wane when he noticed the assortment of Justice League members standing around at the bottom of the podium, just… standing there. Watching him. More than one of them looked resigned, in fact. Superman looked a little tired, if the villain were being honest. Was the man not getting enough rest? And Wonder Woman! She looked so bored in his presence, the villain felt a little offended.

“Have you given up and accepted me as your new ruler?” He chortled with a wide smirk. That garnered no reaction either. In the corner of his eyes, he could see the beautiful, powerful Crown of Fire resting innocently upon its pedestal. Oh, how he longed to place it upon his head and showcase the strength of someone who was truly worthy-

“If you can put that crown on your head, and it actually stays,” Green Lantern began, lifting his hands in a peaceful gesture. “I will literally give you fifty- no, a hundred dollars.” Then, the Green Lantern crossed his arms across his chest, looking at the villain expectantly.

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DP/DC Week 2022: Day 3

When Bruce had opened the door to greet John Constantine, he had not expected to have a child suddenly thrust into his arms. He looked down at the boy, maybe two or three years old. The boy blinked back at him. Black hair, blue eyes.

He looked back at Constantine with alarm.

“He’s not yours,” Constantine reassured him with a roll of his eyes. “He’s a kid I work with. He’s usually a teenager but he got de-aged when we ran into this bi- witch, this witch.” Bruce sent Constantine a glare for his near mistake, propping up the young boy onto his hip. Strangely enough, the child didn’t seem to mind being held by a stranger, happily clutching Bruce by the neck with his small little hands. So cute.

Someone really needed to stop Bruce before he whipped out the adoption papers again.

297 notes - Posted November 16, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Danny's death mark/scar

I've seen a lot of renditions of this idea/headcanon that I absolutely adore, there are versions where it's on one of his hands, or even on his back. There are so many ways that it can be done, which I've always soaked up and enjoyed. But version of this hc that's really stuck with me is:

What if it was on his chest? Right over his heart?

In this version of the hc, that would mean all the power of the portal-which, again, is the equal to ripping a hole in the fabric of the universe- was directed towards his heart. This would instantly kill him, while all this power would simultaneously revive him. Causing him to become a halfa. You could even argue that that's why Danny is just that powerful. All that power was directed at his chest which, as most of us headcanon in the phandom, is where his core would also be located.

A lot of us have always argued that the reason that Danny is so much more powerful than Vlad, and growing in power so much quicker, is because his death was instantaneous. While Vlad's was slower and over the span of many years, most likely.

And if all the power of an entire different dimension was directed towards the creation of his core, how powerful would that make Danny?

This is a concept I'll likely introduce in down the rabbit hole (goes the throne) eventually, and it's an idea you'll see in !!SPOILERS!! chapter 34 of lex luthor's ascent from supervillainy to fatherhood.

But more than anything... I just like it for the angst :P

1,019 notes - Posted September 2, 2022

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themaribatpit · 2 years

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A Return To Gotham: Chapter 2

Prompt: Strike (Jasonette July) @maribat-calendar-events

Rating: T

Ships: Jason Todd/Marinette Dupain-Cheng, Alya Césaire/Nino Lahiffe (side ship),

Contains: OC children

Chapter 1 - Chapter 3

Chapter 2

Ayla Lahiffe née Césaire sat outside a café, with her laptop on the table and an espresso beside her. Their daughter was at home with Nino, who was usually home at this time. She loved her family dearly, but she needed to get this article done without any distractions. She didn’t know how Marinette managed three kids, when one was already a handful for her. As she typed away, working hard on her next news article, a dark shadow loomed over her.

“Alya Lahiffe?” asked the man.

Alya looked up to see a tall man, dressed in a suit under a trench coat. He had a bush moustache and wore aviator sunglasses. She tensed slightly at the stranger standing over her, everything about the man screamed ‘suspicious’. She unconsciously reached for the Fox Miraculous around her neck, “Yes? Who are you?”

“I’m Matches Malone, I want you to tell me everything you know about Ladybug,” Matches said in a deep hoarse voice. Alya froze, Ladybug had retired years ago. Though Marinette was still the Guardian of the Miraculous, that was mainly to keep the Kwami out of the wrong hands.

“Oh, I-I don’t know all that much, Ladybug disappeared a few years ago,” Alya said as her eyes darted around, looking for any impromptu weapon if the need arose.

“Yes, but you still are the writer of Ladyblog,” Matches pressed on.

“I’ve already written everything I know on that blog, just read it, I have nothing else to share,” Alya explained, she paused for a moment and smiled weakly, “Though it probably hasn’t been updated for some time, so sorry if the layout is a little clunky.”

Matches stared at Alya for a few tense moments, “Thank you for your time, Mrs. Lahiffe,” he said before leaving.

Alya breathed a sigh of relief, but it was short lived, she needed to warn Marinette of this possible threat to her and her family. She reached for her phone briefly, before changing her mind, any message sent to Marinette could be tracked. Instead she called Nino and told him she was going to be home late, she said something came up and that she’ll tell him all about it later. Alya slammed her laptop shut and packed it back into her bag, she rushed to Marinette’s bakery to warn her.

On a nearby rooftop, Terry ripped off the fake moustache and sunglasses. “Well that went well,” he commented sarcastically.

“You blew it,” Bruce said bluntly.

“Hey, you told me to dress up as the shadiest man imaginable, I looked like a serial killer,” Terry argued as he changed into his Batsuit.

Bruce ignored Terry’s complaints, “Just follow her, she may lead us to Ladybug.”

Terry grunted as he donned his mask, he activated his invisibility cloak and followed Alya.

Marinette had taken her children to the park, they all sat together at a bench. Little Louis cooed curiously from the pram as she gently rocked it back and forth. Emma was deep into her book and Hugo was busy sketching a statue of Ladybug.

Marinette tried to hide her embarrassment from the life-like statue of her alter ego; she hadn't become Ladybug for over a decade, not since she got pregnant with Emma. She still held onto the role of Guardian, but she had no intention of handing it down to her children. For one thing, it would devastate them and her whole family if she suddenly lost all her memories. She rose to the occasion and became a hero when Paris needed one the most, she also didn’t want to put her children through the same stress and anxiety that she endured.

Marinette heard a very familiar crackling noise, almost like the sound of someone landing or running on a tiled roof. She looked up…but didn't see anyone on the rooftop. She brushed this off as paranoia, and went back to watching her children beside her.

Another few minutes go by, and out of the corner of her eye, she noticed someone a couple of benches over. The man wore a pair of sunglasses and was looking towards her, she couldn't help but feel as if the figure was staring at her. She glanced around her to see if there was anything particularly interesting in his field of vision. There was nothing of note, she had no idea what else he could be staring at. She turned back to see the man had begun feeding pigeons.

"Let's head home kids," Marinette told her children, she still watched the person as they kept feeding pigeons. Emma slotted her bookmark into her book and Hugo frowned in disappointment at his half finished sketch, before putting his sketchbook back in his bag. As the family left the park, a pair of eyes watched them from a distance on a rooftop. After all, none could escape the watchful eyes of The Demon's Head.

Marinette returned to the bakery to see a distraught Alya by the counter. "Alya what are you doing here?"

"Auntie Alya!" The children cheered.

"Good to see you too.” Alya crouched down to greet them, before giving them an apologetic smile, “Sorry I'm in a hurry and I need to tell your mother something important.” Marinette noticed the seriousness in Alya's voice, and ushered her children upstairs with Jason.

Jason pulled Marinette aside, “Something wrong?” he muttered.

“I guess I’ll find out soon enough,” she gave her husband a kiss on the cheek before handing Louis to him. The three of them went upstairs, leaving Marinette and Alya alone to talk. Once they were alone, Alya said "Someone's looking for Ladybug, some man approached me, demanding to know everything."

Marinette paled, did this person know their secret Identities? Were they looking for the Kwami? "Do they know about…us?"

Alya shook her head, "No, he approached me because of Ladyblog."

A brief, tense silence filled the room. "Thank you for telling me." Marinette placed a hand on Alya's shoulder.

“Please, be careful,” Alya begged.

“I will be,” she said as she set about closing up the bakery for the night.

Batman stood on a rooftop across the street, watching the entire interaction between the two women. “The Jason & Marinette Boulangerie Patisserie, looks like we know where to strike next,” he muttered as he watched Alya leave the shop, still looking over her shoulder for someone who could be watching her. A silence passed as Batman watched the bakery and waited. He saw the lights on the second floor turn on, and through a window he saw a small boy looking out at the city streets. The boy took out a pencil and a piece of paper and started drawing on it. Moments later a tall man came to the window and the boy began jumping up and down with glee. The man smiled and gently patted the kid on the head as the kid beamed up at him. Terry noticed that Bruce was being awfully quiet on his end, “Everything okay?” he asked tentatively.

“I’m fine,” Bruce replied in a gruff voice. Terry looked at the sign and just about pieced together what made him go quiet. Terry had heard of Jason, the former Robin who was killed, briefly came back as one of Gotham’s most infamous crime lords, and who later on just disappeared one day. No one had heard from him, people searched high and low and couldn’t find him anywhere. Everyone came to the conclusion that he had died a second time, probably killed by a rival crime lord. Maybe just seeing the name written in pretty calligraphy reminded Bruce of him. Though Bruce would never say anything about the guy himself, Dick, Barbara and Tim had been the ones to fill him in on the stories about him. Hours ticked past, eventually, the dark-haired woman who was closing up downstairs came to the upstairs window. She had a more guarded look on her face as she surveyed the view outside, before closing the curtains. More hours went by as Batman waited for all the lights to turn off, before he made his move. Somewhere in that building was their next lead on where to find Ladybug, and a lead on who or where the Guardian could be.

It was probably a good thing that Emma stayed up late to finish reading, because she could have sworn she heard a bell ring and the sound of a door closing. No, it couldn’t be, she had to be hearing things. She kept hearing noises coming from…downstairs. She glanced down at her book, sadly the thrilling tale of heroes taking on a tarasque would have to wait. She closed her book and leapt out of bed, hurrying to her brother’s bed on the other side of the room.

“Hugo, wake up,” Emma whispered harshly as she shook her brother awake. Hugo hazily looked up at his sister, his eyes squinting to see in the darkness.

“What is it?” Hugo groaned sleepily, wanting nothing more than to go back to the peaceful sleep he was having.

“Do you hear that?” Emma held up a finger and Hugo tried to listen for whatever could be bothering Emma.

“Maybe Louis needs a diaper changed,” Hugo yawned, Emma shook him once more. “No, because Louis would have woken everyone up with his crying by now,” she whispered, “someone is downstairs. Let’s go see who it is.”

“Are you crazy?” Hugo’s unforgiving imagination conjured all kinds of beings who went bump in the night and what they did to little boys like him. Before he could stop his sister from walking right into the lion’s den, she had already made it to the door, and was carefully checking the hallway to see if there was anyone there.

Batman looked around the Bakery, checking behind the counter and inside the kitchen. There was nothing here, and he’d probably have better luck with the apartment upstairs. Before he could even contemplate how to get inside, he heard footsteps and whispers coming from the steps. Batman stood still as a teenage girl emerged from the stairwell leading upstairs, the young boy he saw in the window followed behind her. Batman stood utterly still, though the cloaking device usually worked, someone might still notice the way the world bent and warped around him to shroud him. Failing that, they might hear his footsteps, he might make a noise and alert them. As the teenage girl looked around the room, Batman slowly inched backwards, slowly moving his feet as she narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

“It’s probably nothing, Emma,” the little boy reassured her, taking refuge behind the counter. Whereas the girl, presumably named Emma, took out a rolling pin, and wielded it like a club. When her gaze landed on the spot where Batman stood, it seemed to cut right through him. She squinted at him for a long moment as Batman held his breath and didn’t move a muscle. Finally, she turned around and took her rolling pin behind the counter, but he needed to wait for her to give up the search. She glanced back at the spot where he stood, as he continued to slowly step to the side. The girl went into the back room and Batman breathed a sigh of relief as eagle-eyed Emma was out of sight. If he could check upstairs, maybe he’ll be able to find something connecting the woman who lived here to the Guardian. Before he could even touch the steps leading upstairs to find out, Emma was back with a paper bag of flour that she hurled in his direction. If this kid suspected that there was an invisible person in the room before, there was no mistaking it now.

A clouding mist of flour covered Batman from head to toe, rendering his invisibility cloak useless.

She lunged for him, she didn’t even grab the rolling pin at that point, she just started punching him. “Stop it, I don’t want to fight you,” he tried to gently push the kid off, but she didn’t let up. The boy stayed hidden behind the counter, watching from his safe vantage point.

Jason was woken from his sleep by Louis’ cries, after a few seconds, he pulled himself up and lifted the crying baby out from his crib. As he quickly changed Louis’ diaper with the ease of someone who had done this many times before, he heard loud noises coming from downstairs. As Louis calmed down, he tilted his head in confusion. Jason held Louis close to him as he went downstairs to see what was making all that noise, he had a feeling he wasn’t going to like what he saw when he went down there.

Jason came down and turned on the light to see Hugo hiding behind the counter in fear, flour spilled everywhere, and Emma punching a certain intruder who had broken in. “What are YOU doing here?” Jason growled as he saw Batman standing in the bakery, a snarl on his face. Emma turned around to see her father towering over all of them and a shiver ran up her spine, she had never seen him this angry before. Her hands fell to her sides, she was too stunned to move. Emma could have sworn her father’s eyes glowed green, she stumbled back as she looked up at her father in fear. Jason noticed the fearful look on his daughter’s face, what's worse is that she seemed more afraid of him than the intruder. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, “Emma…” when he opened his eyes again, the green glow had hopefully subsided along with his anger. Emma was taking tentative steps towards him, “Take your brothers upstairs…” he ordered as he gently passed little Louis to Emma. She gently held the baby, grabbed Hugo’s hand, and they all made their way up the stairs.

Jason turned back to face Batman and cracked his knuckles, “Don’t make me ask again asshole, what are you doing here?”

Batman shrugged arrogantly, “Look buddy, I don't want to hurt you-” he was interrupted with a thunderous knee to his stomach. He lurched forward in pain, only to be on the receiving end of a punch to the face. Alarms rang in his ears from the force, another punch sent him flying back. He crashed on the kitchen counter, his arm tried to keep him upright. He hadn’t felt a punch like that since he encountered venom patches. Jason turned on the bread oven and slammed Batman’s face towards the mouth of the oven, he could feel the heat of the flames through his mask. After a few seconds, Jason picked Batman up by the collar and held him in a headlock.

“Who the fuck are you and why are you dressed as Batman?” Jason demanded as he applied pressure on Batman’s head.

“I am Batman,” Terry groaned.

“Bullshit, you’re just some punk in hockey pants playing dress up.”

Meanwhile, Emma, Hugo and Louis burst into their parents’ room. Emma put Louis back in his cot before rushing over to her parents’ bed. Emma and Hugo jumped on the bed and tried to shake their mother awake. Marinette sat up in bed as she looked around her. Louis was back in his cot, Emma and Hugo were by her side, but Jason was nowhere to be seen. "Mom, wake up, wake up!" Emma shook Marinette once more for good measure.

"Emma, what's wrong?"

"It’s Dad, I…there was some guy…a burglar…downstairs," Emma blurted out in a panic. Marinette’s eyes widened as she pieced her daughter’s words together.

“Is he down there now?” Marinette asked, Emma and Hugo nodded.

Marinette shot up and grabbed the nearest robe, pulling it over her as she walked out the door. “Is Dad going to be okay?” Hugo asked.

"It's not your father that I'm worried about, stay here." With that, she closed the door behind her.

Marinette rushed downstairs to see her husband holding a man in a black suit in a headlock, “Morning sweetheart, don't mind him, I'll be sure to dump him in the Seine when I'm done."

"Jason?" Bruce said involuntarily, Batman parroted the question to Jason.

Jason tightened his grip as this Batman spoke his name, this wasn't Bruce. He didn't have Batman's skill, prowess or intelligence. There was no way this kid was chosen as the next Batman, it would have most likely been Dick, or failing that, maybe Tim, or even Demon Spawn himself. He considered Cass, but she would have wiped the floor with him by now. To him, some wannabe just broke into his home.

Bruce froze as he watched the whole event unfold through Terry's eyes. He thought Jason had died a second time, that he had failed his second son a second time. Bruce felt worse about it this time because they never even found a body, it felt as if he had just vanished without a trace. He took a closer look at Jason's aged face, the onset of wrinkles and silvery grey hair. Undoubtedly, it was the very same Jason Todd. Tears formed around Bruce's eyes, but he had no time to rejoice in this reunion.

“Let him go,” Marinette commanded her husband.

Jason stared at his wife for a second, before dropping Batman. He walked up to stand beside her, he stood ready to pounce on him at a moment’s notice.

“So, why are you here?” Marinette asked.

Batman eyed Jason’s glare, if looks could kill he’d died minutes ago. “Bruce asked me to find the ‘Guardian’ and Ladybug.”

Jason visibly tensed as he heard Bruce’s name, “How did you find me?” he marched forward only to be held back by Marinette.

“Dude, I didn’t even know you were here. No one did, everyone thought he died a second time Jason.” Jason’s temper slowly cooled by his wife’s touch. “The League of Assassins are up to something involving the Lazarus Pits, we need help from someone who knows how they were created.”

Jason put his hand up, “We can talk more tomorrow, come to the bakery later in the morning, before lunch.”

“Thank you,” Batman stood and made his way to the exit, but Jason’s hand forcefully grabbed his shoulder.

“Hold it right there, you still have to apologise to my kids.” Jason growled, Terry sighed while Bruce remained completely silent the entire time.

Moments later, Batman was forced to apologise to a couple of kids for scaring them and breaking into their home. Emma refused to make eye contact and pouted, while the young boy, Hugo, stared in awe, and endless questions spewed from him. One question in particular almost made Jason burst out laughing, “Could you strike a pose?” Hugo asked, already reaching for his sketchbook and readying himself to draw him. Batman visibly deflated and succumbed to the humiliation of trying to entertain children as Batman. He also had no hope of refusing him when his wide blue eyes gleamed up at him.

“I’m sorry I punched you,” Emma ground out. Jason ruffled her hair affectionately “Maybe next time don’t go punching intruders like that,” he said, “you could have broken your wrist,” he added quickly.

“Jason!” Marinette said surprised.

Jason raised an eyebrow and shot his wife an expression that seemed to say, “You’re one to talk.”

Something told Terry that he should keep quiet as the two bickered like an old married couple.

From a distance, an assassin watched the bakery closely, “Tell Lord Al Ghul of our findings.”

#jasonette july #jasonette july 2022 #jasonette #maribat #ml x dc #dc x ml

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acemurdersonjasontodd · 1 year

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I posted 3,045 times in 2022

That's 141 more posts than 2021!

151 posts created (5%)

2,894 posts reblogged (95%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@kalelraejepsen

@brutaliakhoa

@batshit-birds

@autisticredhood

@bitimdrake

I tagged 2,614 of my posts in 2022

Only 14% of my posts had no tags

#dc - 1,650 posts

#jason todd - 462 posts

#ghostbat - 179 posts

#bruce wayne - 136 posts

#omg - 74 posts

#rbatz - 55 posts

#tiktok - 55 posts

#minhkhoa khan - 54 posts

#scream - 53 posts

#yeah - 50 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#if they hadn’t been interrupted they would’ve kissed!!! why would straight!bruce want to follow through with that if he wasn’t interested

My Top Posts in 2022:

ok so in light of recent events i have caught up on batman: the knight and like............................

See the full post

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……hey bro what if we had sleepovers every night and talked about our dreams

….bro what if we fought crime together

hand in loving hand

batman #105

369 notes - Posted January 10, 2022

See the full post

397 notes - Posted May 29, 2022

entering my chaos era (this is fake news)

576 notes - Posted June 17, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

jason: oh i see how it is. when i kill someone it’s “you’re banned from gotham jason, stop cutting off mob bosses’ heads, jason,” but when your ex kills someone he gets to lead your team of batman minions

bruce: ….wait he’s not my ex

khoa: i’m not???

jason: no dick seemed very confident that you two dated when he told me about this guy

bruce: i thought we were just…close….friends?

khoa: WE MADE OUT UNDER THE STARS SO MANY TIMES

bruce:

khoa: DID YOU THINK THAT WAS JUST WHAT BROS DO???

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#LOVE that all my top original posts are about ghostbat

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izzymrdb · 1 year

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I posted 13,994 times in 2022

That's 11,840 more posts than 2021!

43 posts created (0%)

13,951 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@megamindsupremacy

@jouster-ari

@phoenixyfriend

@batshit-birds

@greenfiredragonfly

I tagged 5,987 of my posts in 2022

#oh - 5,764 posts

#queue? - 5,761 posts

#jason todd - 312 posts

#batman - 309 posts

#dc - 303 posts

#tim drake - 286 posts

#bruce wayne - 250 posts

#dick grayson - 246 posts

#batfam - 231 posts

#red hood - 188 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#the person he’s talking to is like ‘what do you mean ‘seems fake’ it’s like. newton’s first law. did you never take a physics class?’

My Top Posts in 2022:

My favourite thing from the "Cersei used to swap places with Jaime so she could have sword fighting and politics lessons" is that it implies that Jaime wore a dress and went to Cersei's embroidery and sewing lessons. I have yet to see anyone address this beyond a vague 'yea, Jaime pretended to be Cersei with a dress'. guys. guys. Jaime probably had to attend multiple lessons with a septa and learn how to make pretty stitches. Fuck all your 'Cersei is a great lord and mother but a bad queen' rants, I want to hear your 'Jaime is a good lady and knight but a bad lord' rants. Give me detailed analysis of what lady lessons Jaime would be best in. I bet that it's dancing and one time with Brienne he got distracted and started doing all the lady's moves by instinct and everyone watching just blue-screened because he is way better and more practised at the feminine moves than the masculine ones.

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duke thomas is the most likely to rick-roll the batcomputer and barbara gordon is the most likely to help him and saying that it's tim and steph is lies and slander because that implies that tim is a good enough hacker to do so and also willing to listen to steph when she vents about bruce and comes up with her newest idea to annoy the man

128 notes - Posted October 27, 2022

Duke headcanon:

That boy has no shadow. None. Sometimes he has two. He needs to make a conscious effort to have the right amount of shadows. He often forgets and freaks his siblings out.

2,528 notes - Posted September 16, 2022

Working with kids is a gift and a blessing and also a practice of hearing increasingly extremely concerning things and I bet Batman knows exactly how I feel. I bet sometimes he’ll be on patrol with one of the chaotic little buggers and they’ll start spouting off some weird shit like,,,,

“And Charizards my favourite because he’s like a dragon but he’s also not so he’ll be my friend and not eat me. But I think if I ask nicely he’ll burn my furby and eat him.” (Real quote from one of my students)

And Batman has to just look down at his kid and be like “…that’s nice Robin” and move on

3,945 notes - Posted August 13, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

There’s a ‘Teenage Dirtbag’ trend on TikTok and everyone keeps commenting “omg this is Jason Todd”

No. Jason Todd was your polite theatre kid. Tim Drake, Terry McGinnis, Duke Thomas, and Stephanie Brown were the teenage dirtbags. Tim was a skateboarding 90s kid, Terry got arrested, Duke started a gang, and Steph was a teen mom.

5,024 notes - Posted August 10, 2022

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timdrakestanforever · 1 year

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I posted 32 times in 2022

That's 32 more posts than 2021!

27 posts created (84%)

5 posts reblogged (16%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 32 of my posts in 2022

#tim drake - 16 posts

#ask reply - 15 posts

#jason todd - 12 posts

#you're faking a smile with soup to go - 8 posts

#dick grayson - 6 posts

#damian wayne - 4 posts

#tim drake-wayne - 4 posts

#personal - 3 posts

#my fic! - 3 posts

#soup with a side of salt - 3 posts

Longest Tag: 99 characters

#i've just put a lot of time into the fic and people like that are just dumping on my fun and joy :(

My Top Posts in 2022:

OMG in your author notes I saw "murderess brother" 👀👀👀👀👀👀 she/her jason confirmed??? Even if it's a typo or something (s)he def drinks his respect women juice and I mean who wouldn't after reading p&p (did you hear wfa canonized that? they're really confirming the best stuff we always knew should be canon...). anyways I love your portrayal of jason todd over the past couple chapters!! (s)he's a little violent but you're right that (s)he's still probably got a little pit issues. I know you're a tim stan but I think you've got such a great plot thread about how jason can really say what needs to be said to all the bats in gotham!! honestly (s)he's kind of a girlboss for that

Okay honestly, I didn’t do that on purpose (I can’t spell worth a dime), but I’m going to go with it. She/her Jason confirmed. Also WFA is literally the best. I did hear they canonized that, which literally the best thing DC’s done since making Tim and Jason close friends and siblings 😍.

Oh thanks for your compliments on my Jason characterization. I am a Tim stan first, obvi, but Jason is pretty cool too. I’m so glad you love my work, and yeah Jason is seriously #girlboss.

6 notes - Posted February 22, 2022

WOW i thought you’d abandoned dc or something SO excited to see you back!!! have you read any comics recently? i think you’d love red robin (tim’s having a rough time, nobody’s got his back but he brings bruce back and proves them all wrong!!).

i read your fic more for tim than jason but if I had to give a Tim and Jason hc it would have to be that when tim’s forgiven jason he invites jason to the Drake hidden library and gives it to him (eventually jason redeems reading for him but before jason it was what his parents were always neglecting him for) :D happy to see you!!!

Oh thank you for sending me this awesome ask! I’ve been off tumblr a while so I didn’t see it, but it made me so happy. I still haven’t read any comics but Red Robin is on my list, I just need to find it first. Also I love your headcanon. It works so well for the two of them and I’m so glad that you were happy to see me :DDDD

7 notes - Posted June 5, 2022

I should post more on here. What are my followers Tim and Jason (platonic) headcanons? My favorite is that they met before Jason died and that Tim was always inspired by Jason alone 🥰🥰🥰

12 notes - Posted May 10, 2022

Tea is nice and all for Tim, but you know what he should be addicted to white rice. I mean he’s Asian-coded so it fits.

15 notes - Posted February 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Okay I know coffee is Tim’s thing and bread is Jason’s but I think together their thing should be soup. It would be just so cool. It shows how good a cook Jason is and how he much he takes care of Tim 😍

156 notes - Posted February 17, 2022

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i knowww that freshman that brought a fake gun on campus for a jason todd cosplay and got three college campuses shut down bc someone thought there was an active shooter in the dorms has a fucking tumblr and i am fighting so hard to find their stupid blog

#''Blu The Lil Artist'' bitch i hope getting expelled was worth it

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Ich habe 246 Mal im Jahr 2022 etwas gepostet

7 Einträge erstellt (3%)

239 Einträge gerebloggt (97%)

Blogs, die ich am häufigsten gerebloggt habe:

@dingdongyouarewrong

@cricrithings

@fetchalgernon

@wipbigbang

@quotemadness

Ich habe 148 meiner Einträge im Jahr 2022 getaggt

Nur 40% meiner Einträge hatten keine Tags

#tim drake – 29 Einträge

#conner kent – 13 Einträge

#superboy – 13 Einträge

#jason todd – 13 Einträge

#robin – 13 Einträge

#red hood – 12 Einträge

#kon el – 12 Einträge

#red robin – 10 Einträge

#dc – 9 Einträge

#dc comics – 9 Einträge

Longest Tag: 116 characters

#don't forget that a fic tha few people read because it's a rare ship or whatever and that doesn't get a lot of kudos

Meine Top-Einträge im Jahr 2022:

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Superboy (Comics), Red Robin (Comics), Young Justice (Comics), Teen Titans (Comics) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tim Drake & Kon-El | Conner Kent, Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent Characters: Kon-El | Conner Kent, Tim Drake, Dru-Zod Additional Tags: Kryptonian Kon, Kryptonian!Kon-El, Alternate Universe, Kryptonians Invaded Earth (DCU), Kryptonians (DCU), Krypton is Destroyed (DCU), but Kryptonians are alive, Spaceships, War, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, no capes AU Summary:

Kon had heard rumours of him. Bruce Wayne’s right-hand man. They had never gotten this close to the heart of the resistance, not once in all those months and years of war.

For TimKon Week 2022: Day 7 - Kryptonian Kon

1 Anmerkung – Gepostet 28. November 2022

Dear Yuletide Writer 2022

Dear Yuletide Writer,

Thank you so much for agreeing to write for me! :) I can't tell you just how excited I am. This is my second Yuletide, and I’ll try to give you as much inspiration and fangirling as a point to jump off of as I can, so I hope you’ll find some useful bits and pieces here. I am very much looking forward to reading whatever you come up with. Don’t stress about writing for me - as long as you have fun with it, I’m sure I’ll like my gift. :)

Please feel free to browse my ao3 (KitKaos) and/or tumblr to get an idea of what I stan, like, read or write. I hope I can give you some broad ideas and inspirations in this letter to help you plan. The prompts below are nothing more than ideas, though - feel free to ignore them or to fall back on my general likes if you have a better idea. :)

Gifts are enabled in AO3, so treats are welcome! :)

Oh, and should you, esteemed Yuletide Writer, want to write in German instead of English, then I'm definitely okay with that. I'm fluent in both, so whichever you feel more comfortable with.

If there's something missing or if you have a question, you can reach out to me via the mods.

_______&_______

General likes (in no particular order):

friends-to-lovers or even enemies-to-lovers (with all the drama of grudginly admitting that the other party maybe isn't all that terrible and all)

found families

fake dating

pining

crossdressing

undercover missions

drunken shenanigans

reconciliation between estranged characters

second chance romance

characters torn between two sides (e.g. two different loyalties, or love versus duty)

gestures of affection and intimacy (such as forehead kisses, cuddling in bed, holding hands, massages)

casual intimacies

hurt/comfort (especially with an emphasis on the comfort)

seduction (especially seduction/corruption of someone who's less experienced and/or initially reluctant)

games: truth or dare, playing drinking games/strip games for fun, seduction games

Can't Stop Thinking About That Thing I Saw Completely By Accident (a.k.a. various flavours of accidental voyeurism)

competence porn

masquerades

tattoos

body details (freckles, moles, tan lines, goosebumps, acne, scars, burns, wrinkles, etc.)

redemption arcs

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1 Anmerkung – Gepostet 15. Oktober 2022

How did clowns get through the day before the invention of balloons/plastics?

1 Anmerkung – Gepostet 17. Februar 2022

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman (1966), Batman: Wayne Family Adventures (Webcomic), Batman - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Duke Thomas, Cassandra Cain, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, Jason Todd, Damian Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Batfamily Members, King Tut (Batman), Condiment King Additional Tags: Community: pod_together, pod_together 2022, Humor, Crack(ish?), Batfamily Shenanigans (DCU), Batfamily-centric (DCU), Podfic & Podficced Works, Podfic, Fic & Podfic Summary:

With a sound like silent thunderclap, our dauntless defenders were gone. Vanished without a trace, and only the low, rumbling laughter of King Tut remained in their stead. Could it really be that Batman and Robin had been outsmarted this time?

OR: The 1960s Dynamic Duo travels to today's B:WFA universe

2 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 26. August 2022

Meine #1 des Jahres 2022

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman (Comics), Teen Titans (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Tim Drake/Kon-El | Conner Kent, Kon-El | Conner Kent/Cassie Sandsmark Characters: Tim Drake, Kon-El | Conner Kent Additional Tags: Sexting, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, no beta we die like robins, Miscommunication Summary:

Tim still doesn’t know what to think. He can’t unsee what he just got a glimpse of. He can’t forget. His traitorous mind seems to return to it over and over again. He is not okay with this. It was all he could do to keep his adoptive sister from killing his best friend.

When Cass' phone vibrated at dinner, Tim was sat next to her. He saw. He saw the picture. Saw how Cass just calmly deleted it, murmuring some vague death threat, and made to get up.

6 Anmerkungen – Gepostet 17. August 2022

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