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(I should probably let y'all know that 'Are You Okay?' has been revived after a year long hiatus)
In a move that did not go unseen by Kinley but was left unmentioned, Jason next attempted to trip him with an outstretched foot. When the redhead nimbly hopped over it, Jason substituted by pushing him hard midair, causing him to fall backwards over a stone bench.
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Are You Okay?
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XoR9eK
by excuseme_howdareyou
Chased out of Gotham by his own family, Jason vows he's done with the family. For good this time, and he's never coming back. At the same time, something new moves in Gotham, slowly but surely it grows. Reaching into every crack and crevice of the city, no one realizes until it's too late and Gotham is broken down to its very core.
When Tim meets the Battaglia Clan, all he knows is this: Gotham will never be the same again.
Words: 1180, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: F/M, M/M
Characters: Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, Kinley Battaglia, Dimitri Shukis
Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Female Character(s), Tim Drake/Original Male Character(s)
Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Dysfunctional Family, Secret Organizations, I'm serious when I say slow burn, I believe in a proper buildup, and I mean it, There may or may not be a cult, difference of opinions, Dick's A+ brothering, Jason Todd Has a Bad Day, Tim Drake Has a Bad Day, It's a clusterfuck - Freeform
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XoR9eK
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Are You Okay?
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XoR9eK
by excuseme_howdareyou
Chased out of Gotham by his own family, Jason vows he's done with the family. For good this time, and he's never coming back. At the same time, something new moves in Gotham, slowly but surely it grows. Reaching into every crack and crevice of the city, no one realizes until it's too late and Gotham is broken down to its very core.
When Tim meets the Battaglia Clan, all he knows is this: Gotham will never be the same again.
Words: 1180, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: F/M, M/M
Characters: Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Barbara Gordon, Stephanie Brown, Kinley Battaglia, Dimitri Shukis
Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Female Character(s), Tim Drake/Original Male Character(s)
Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Dysfunctional Family, Secret Organizations, I'm serious when I say slow burn, I believe in a proper buildup, and I mean it, There may or may not be a cult, difference of opinions, Dick's A+ brothering, Jason Todd Has a Bad Day, Tim Drake Has a Bad Day, It's a clusterfuck - Freeform
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2XoR9eK
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"I just... What do I know about kids?" if one were to pay attention closely, they might notice the hint of panic in Jason's voice. Which Tim was. "I'm gonna mess them up so bad, I just know it," Jason looked about two seconds from pulling on his own hair in frustration," Javi's so trusting and young and yesterday I caught him pretending to be the Red Hood and then Eli and his epilepsy..."
Jason leaned back on the ledge of the roof and rubbed at his eyes with the heel of his palm. "What am I doing with these kids?" he asked again.
Tim munched on his sandwich silently, thinking over Jason's words and the fears he just dumped on him. Not exactly the topic of conversation he expected when Jason asked him to joint patrol tonight. "Why are you freaking out so much?" Tim questioned, raising one eyebrow at him," They're not your kids."
He found Jason's hand fisting the front of his suit before either of them realized it. "It doesn't matter if they're my blood or not. The hell they aren't..." Jason started hissing at him before he saw the smug look on Tim's face," ...mine...Oh." He breathed out a puff of air and released Tim's suit.
Tim was almost too smug. "Aaaand there's where you finally realize you're just like Bruce," he teased and finished off his sandwich with one last bite. With his mouth full, he added," Congratulations. You're the new Batdad."
#batman#funny#jason todd#tim drake#dc comics#dc#red hood#red robin#brothers#batdad#but not the one you think#Jason and his menagerie of kids#I'm tempted to call the Argonauts so Tim can make a bunch of Jason and the Argonauts jokes#kinley battaglia#dimitri shukis#javier torres#elijah redding
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I HAVE FOUR SUBPLOTS GOING ON AT THE SAME TIME AND I'M ABOUT READY TO BASH MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL THIS IS SO FRUSTRATING WHY DID I WRITE THIS SHIT TO ALL HAPPEN SIMULTANEOUSLY?
FOUR
FOUR FUCKING SUBPLOTS
WHY
WHY DO I DO THIS TO MYSELF?
#ao3 fic#ao3#ao3fic#batman#kinley battaglia#dimitri shukis#jason todd#tim drake#damian wayne#roy harper#bruce wayne#writing problems#writer's block#writing is hard man
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Which way?
A: Dramatic anger and misunderstandings where someone walks off to have a good cry
Or
B: Dramatic anger interrupted by well meaning bystander with a textbook and a willingness to hit a stranger in the face
#batman#poll#writing help#halp#im torn which way to go#writing prompt#writing problems#writing#ao3#kinley battaglia#dimitri shukis#jason todd#tim drake
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(A scene I can't wait to write)
Damian: *opens Dimitri's closet* *sees all the tacky shirts and oh god are those Hawaiian shirts?*
Damian: ...
Damian: *closes closet doors*
Damian: ... I believe you now.
Dimitri: Really?!
Jason: *about to lose his shit*
Dimitri: Fuck you too because this was your idea!
#batman#funny#jason todd#tim drake#dick grayson#dc comics#bruce wayne#dc#damian wayne#dimitri shukis#kinley battaglia#i have way too much fun with these characters#and Damian#Damian's a fashion icon#we all know it#he's the son of Talia he's bound to have excellent fashion sense#dimitri#does not#he's a fashion disaster#by choice of all things!#can you imagine if these two met#and Jason goes#'you should see his closet'
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Damian sits at a grand piano deep in Wayne Manor. The setting is dusk; night is almost upon them. The fingers of his right hand glides over the keys as the first stanza of Fur Elise echoes in the otherwise empty room
ψ Ä̸̦̪̞́̎ ̸͈̺̲͙̐̒̉́k̴͙̜͍̋̆̾i̸̜̣͚͈̓̉͐͊n̸̮̗̽͝g̴̭͔͋̂͠ ̷̜͂͊̏͑̚í̷̤́̇̿̒ͅş̶͂̓̽̒̚ ̷̼̪͉̏̄̚ͅm̷̢̫̊̓͂́̋y̶͚͐̈́͝ ̶͕̳̟̟̎̊͠k̷̨͚̠̃͛́̎i̸͕͍̞͑͒̾͊̈́n̸̙̯̗͚̐̓͑͂g̷̯̱̞̏ ⛥
Red Robin stands at the entrance to a tunnel. It is long and dark, and even with his flashlight he cannot see where it leads.
⛧ Ĩ̴͉͇͍̒͊̒̏ ̸̟̉̾͐̀̓c̸̳͈̗̍̈́h̸̼̖̗̬͑͆́͘o̷̭̩̟̜̩̔͑͊̍o̵̼̭̗͔̟̚ś̸̺͈́̋e̴͚̪͋̾̎̐͝ ̵͔̋͌i̴̧̗̐́̓͊t̸̺͍̿̄̿̂ ̷̤̩̀͘̕͝t̸̢̡̪̠̙͐ö̸̡̩̲̙̻́̒̎́̐ ̷̟̭̉̃̂̈́̚ḇ̷̱̖͇̪̈͑̐̚e̸̺͍͍̾͛͑ ⛧
The sun is setting; Damian continues to slowly play the piano.
ψ O̴̗̙̒̑̊̽̕n̸̞͖͚̋̕l̷̞̭̖͖͇͊͝y̷̝͎̒̊̋̈̚ ̷̺̭̋͜p̵͍̑̽̌͝ḁ̴̪́̈ì̵̬͙̞̼͂̿n̴̞̹̦͛ ̸̅͂̂̽͘ͅa̷̛͈̱̱̹̬͑̀̚n̵̮̆͆ḍ̸̖͒ ̵̦̠͠ŝ̶̢͕̻̮̀͘ū̶͍̏̾͋̓f̴͎̫̗̺͑f̴͖̯̞̱̀͛e̵̞̞͚̼͋̈̂̽r̵̡̟̬͔͙͆ï̷͕͓̄͒̿͠n̶̼̬̪̣̖̑̊͌g̸̻̝̏͑͒̕͠ ☠
A cop, dressed in his black and blues, falls to his knees at a body laying in an alley. Something red glistens on his chest.
⛥ c̸̰̽̋a̷̡͚̟͓̳͊͑̒͌n̷͖̼̕͝ ̴̡̲̳̟̏̂̑m̶͓̓̃̇̇a̴̼̖͙͎̗̿k̴̢̰̣̱͑̎̑́e̴̺̳̟̿͂̓͜ͅ ̷̯̱̱̽̏̈͂̿m̵̗̏̋̏e̷̡͕̣̩͆͆̑̕ͅ ̵̘͕̠̈́͊̕ẃ̴͔̤̊̌͆o̴̥͉̹̼͗̀̅r̵̻̥̬̠̄̏̒͝t̵̒̿̔̆ͅh̸̥͓̘̬͑y̸͓͇̖͒͐̎̆̈́͜ ⛥
Red Robin and the Red Hood emerge from a dark tunnel into an underground bunker. Across the way is a mess of gold and bronze, an elevator from the early part of the century, wrecked to pieces. They wave their flashlights, searching; a ray of light lands on a metal insignia of the letter M.
Scarecrow's voice echoes all around: "The itsy bitsy Robin went down into the deep"
Damian, in his Robin suit, looks up with tear stained eyes as a hand gently raises his chin. "Rule Number 2, tayir saghir," Kinley tells him quietly," Everyone is both lying and telling the truth at the same time."
Scarecrow's voice continues: "Chasing the things that he couldn't see"
The Wayne Gala is a night of festivities and decadence, everyone adorned in finery and jewels. Bruce Wayne, the host of the night, smiles and greets a woman in a gold dress. At his side, his young son stares up at her in surprise.
The woman with the red hair and gold dress smiles at him, but her gaze strays past them with sharp eyes. A man with skin black as night stands in the corner; he catches her gaze and raises his glass in a silent toast.
A woman's voice, soft and kind, as if she were singing a lullaby: "Deep in the shadows, waiting patiently."
Night has fallen; night is here. Damian's fingers fly over the keys, punching out the tune of Fur Elise as if he could bring it to life with passion alone.
...
Batman stands in front of the computer, watching with a grim face as a video plays over the large screen. Beside him, Cass's hand is to her mouth in horror as they watch a duet of surgeons cut off a boy's leg with nothing more than tools found in a garage.
....
"I didn't know it was real!" Nightwing yells, his voice full of horror and panic," I was just a child, I didn't know-" He chokes on his words. "I thought it was all in my head. When they told me I was wrong, when you told me I was wrong... I didn't know. I didn't know!"
Batman looks at him with a pained grimace. "I believe you, son," he admits.
........
"Little Robin died, and then he came back," Joker sang in a voice too cheery, too high, too manic. In his hand he swings a crowbar around, smoothly, easily, as if it were an extension of his arm. His grin widens. "But you didn't come back the same, did you boy?" he asks.
Red Hood doesn't say anything. He stands resolute, expression unknown under his helmet.
The Joker laughs. "No one comes back from the dead and stays human!" he screeches," Little Robin died, and something else came back wearing his face!"
...........
Damian, no older than 9, leans over and peers into the bright green waters of the Lazarus Pit. It may be his young mind, but he swears he sees something swimming around in there. He looks up and sees his mother push J into the Pit.
..............
Kinley huddles next to a fire in the middle of a blizzard. The area around her is white and cold and freezing; the light from the flames glow orange off the whirling snowflakes. Ducra sits across from her, unbothered by the cold.
..................
Nightwing runs across a floor made of glass. He makes it one step, two, then his third step meets nothing but air as the floor shatters.
........................
"Hood, your eyes..." Red Robin breathes out," They're glowing. They're..."
"That's not Hood anymore," Dimitri finishes for him. He takes a step backwards. "Fuck," he swears," I know what those eyes mean..."
..............................
Scarecrow's voice is gleeful: "What the itsy bitsy Robin couldn't see...
.......................................
The song ends. Damian stands up from the piano. Without a word, he picks up his katana and walks away.
Joker's voice echoes in the dark, full of glee: ...was me. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
(@primeemeraldheiress You asked for the song, here it is)
#oh yeah#I had fun with this#Fur elise#hidden citizens#go listen to their music they're fucking fantastic#epic music#trailer for a fan fic#ao3#batman#red hoo#jason todd#tim drake#dick grayson#damian wayne#kinley battaglia#Dimitri shukis#bruce wayne#horror#this got creepy#and that's what I was aiming for#joker
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#spoilers without context#they're great#this scene right here#launched my entire au#I'm not kidding#it was this#right here#ducra#made it all happen#yes it's from that au#au#dc#dc comics#jason todd#red hood#all caste#kinley battaglia#Battaglia au
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Okay, so I know the bat family is a bit emotionally stunted but I am separate for bat family cuddles that is all (saw you were wondering about bat family requests and I need cuddles)
@asheryapal (There were a couple ideas rolling around in my head, but here is the first one to actually get written. Hope you enjoy!)
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Damian will deny it for as long as he lives, but this night will probably go down in history as one of his most cherished. Being the youngest of the Batman's children, Damian was no stranger to being the one usually being squished in between people. A fact he usually hated and only under threat of torture would he ever admit to actually liking the feeling of being secure between Grayson's and Father's large forms.
But this... this was a feeling he was quickly finding he liked too.
At fourteen, Damian was still small, but he was nothing like Javier's minuscule form. ("He's too tiny," he remembered saying upon first meeting the child," I think you are blind if you think he's actually 7." The look Todd had given him... well, it was a wry, twisted parody of a smile on the older man's face.
"Malnutrition has a funny way of stunting growth, Damian.")
Tiny as he was, there was no denying that Javier fit perfectly in Damian's arm as they cuddled on the couch, watching an asinine Disney movie. In Todd or even Grayson's arms, Javier looked far too small, dwarfed by their ridiculous sizes. But when Damian went and sat on the couch and not even fifteen minutes into The Great Mouse Detective Javier had burrowed his way under Damian's arm, he decided that maybe this whole uncle thing wasn't all too bad.
"Okay, I take back everything I ever said about you guys hiding them from me," Dick cooed when he poked his head out of the kitchen and saw the trio on the couch. While Javi had no compunction about using Damian for a pillow, Elijah still had reservations and curled up on the other end of the couch (Tim gave it about ten more minutes before he was cuddled up with his brother and uncle)
Tim smiled and rolled his eyes at his big brother, but didn't say anything as he dumped the popcorn into a bowl. As he started pouring the melted butter over the top with one hand while shaking the bowl with the other, he glanced back up to see Dick staring longingly at the couch. In the background he could hear Basil of Baker Street rant on about Ratigan, but Dick's gaze was not set on the TV screen.
As if he could tell Tim was looking at him, Dick spoke softly," I understand why you never told me."
'There's a lot of things I never told you,' Tim thought, but he didn't need him to elaborate which thing in particular he was referring to. The reasoning for such he was planning on never bringing up, or at least for another three years or ten. Old wounds didn't need to be dragged up.
Dick, it would appear, had another opinion on the matter. "I screwed up that night, Tim," Dick said quietly, so as the three boys in the living room couldn't hear," And I know I can probably never make up for what I did." His voice still had that soft, soothing big brother feel to it, but the way he bit his lip showed how close to tears Dick truly was.
"I wouldn't have trusted me with something as important as them, either."
Tim wanted to tell him it wasn't because they didn't trust him. That it was for some other, unrelated reason why Jason, Kinley, and Tim made the decision to keep the two boys a secret from the majority of the family. But that would be lying to Dick, and Tim's had enough of lying to him.
"Well, we trust you now," he said instead and shoved the bowl of popcorn into Dick's arms," So be a good uncle and bring your nephews some movie snacks."
He may have said it a little too gruffly for movie night, but Dick's smile was a million megawatts as saw the olive branch for what it was. He didn't need to be told twice and with as much fanfare as only a performer like Dick could, he marched out into the living room. Loudly announcing the arrival of popcorn, he promptly sat himself between Damian and Elijah. Javier giggled at the couch bouncing while Elijah yelped at the sudden change, drawing his knees up and away from Dick on instinct.
It didn't last long, as Tim soon followed and literally scooped Eli off the couch and into his arms. "Red!" Eli flailed and almost smacked Tim in the face. The nickname just sort of slipped out; Elijah was getting better at calling Tim by his real name, but after knowing him as Red Robin for so long it was difficult for the 12 year old to remember sometimes.
Neverminding the slip up, Tim sat down where he'd previously been huddled by the end of the couch, settling Eli into the crook of his arms. The boy scooched and wriggled a bit before finding a comfortable spot between the couch arm and Tim's side. "You made me miss them chasing Fidget," he grumbled like only a preteen could, but Tim knew he's seen this movie at least a dozen times already.
A weight settled on the top of Tim's head and a quick glance up told him Dick had leaned over so far he could rest his cheek on his head. 'Ridiculous,' Tim thought,' That's gotta hurt his neck.' Yet he didn't try and dislodge him, instead letting the warmth of from Dick and Eli's forms permeate his being.
And in the dark of the living room, Tim's heart swelled.
#Tim Drake#Dick Grayson#damian wayne#Javier Torres#elijah redding#the boys all deserve hugs#Jason Todd's kids#batfam#cuddles#movie night#Kinley Battaglia#babysitting the nephews
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*sigh*
I should be finishing up this next chapter of 'Are You Okay?' but instead I'm writing a spinoff where Dimitri infiltrates Wayne Tower by pretending to be Dick, while Kinley, Coco, and Ex are pretending to be drunk in the front lobby and dancing to 'Raising Hell' by Ke$ha.
The security guards are very confused.
#batman#jason todd#tim drake#dc comics#dick grayson#dc#dimitri shukis#Kinley battaglia#it's a little bit funny#funny#one shot#ao3#are you okay?#fanfic
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One of my favorite lines I've ever written was:
'Her words were harsh and sharp, designed to cut straight to the core and leave the knife there for someone else to take out.'
It's like damn, what a fucking visual for someone getting murdered in the Gotham ICU.
#funny#favorite lines#what a raw fucking line#hello 911#i'd like to report a murder#Gotham#icu#Batman#kinley battaglia#dimitri shukis#jason todd#tim drake
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Stuck in a telecom meeting, so I'm going up write a future mini fic for my story on my phone and none of you can stop me
#batman#jason todd#tim drake#dick grayson#bruce wayne#dc comics#damian wayne#dc#kinley battaglia#dimitri shukis#ao3 fanfic#fanfic
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Next time on 'Are You Okay?'
Roy contemplating starting a cooking channel on YouTube while Kinley and Jason bicker in the background.
#batman#funny#jason todd#dc comics#dc#red hood#I'm having fun#roytoy#roy harper#cooking#kinley battaglia
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'Are You Okay?' poll:
Should Tim find out about Kinley and the Corsicans?
Or should we leave him delightfully in the dark for now?
#Jason's staying the dark#that's a given#boy won't know what hit him#but Tim...#tim drake#I'm torn#poll#vote#readers vote#ao3 fanfic#fanfic#fan fic#Batman#red robin#jason todd#red hood#kinley battaglia#dimitri shukis#ao3 fic#ao3#ao3fic#ao3 stuff#my ao3#halp
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(got bored and wrote a blurb for my fic)
Holy. Freaking. Wonder. Woman.
He may have said that last bit out loud. But again, and he emphasizes: Holy. Freaking. Wonder. Woman.
Jason could count on one hand the number of times he's met Diana Prince in person and that is a number he sorely wishes was at least doubled. Sure he's met Superman dozens of times, but that's just Clark.
This is freaking Wonder Woman!
And she's standing in some dirty Gotham alley, silhouetted by the light like the badass warrior Amazonian she is. If Jason weren't so starstruck, he might be a little concerned that she's decked out in full armour and frowning something fierce.
Her arms cross on front of her and she looks past him. "They should've told me..." she speaks lowly," ...the moment you were born."
Her eyes then flicker over to Jason. "And they should've told me.. " she sounds so incensed," ... the moment you came back."
#haha#this has no context#but i do love this scene#and I'm going to have fun writing out the whole thing#wonder woman#diana prince#Jason is fangirling so hard right now#fanboying#jason todd#red hood#we all know who his idol is#and it's not#batman#funny#yes it's from that au#au#i can't wait till i can finish the whole fic#ficlet#my fic#kinley battaglia#the Battaglia au
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