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Dirt in the Sewer (T, 4k) - Arsenal & Red Hood team up with Black Canary & Green Arrow, and a bit more comes out than intended about Jason's relationship with his father.
hearts and (safe)houses (T, 4.5k) - Dick & Jason breaking into each other's apartments. Very soft, 3+1, there are kittens
no nightmares tonight (T, 2.5k) - Dick & Jason fluff
Saturday Family Dinner (T, 4.9k) - Role reversal fic where the Waynes are a mafia family & Jason is trying to live his best life under the radar. They find him despite his best efforts
sunny days mock me (G, 1.2k, Major Character Death) - Rena graduates high school. Jason does not.
DON'T STOP (THINKING ABOUT TOMORROW) (G, 2k) - Some softness for the Todds. They're very sweet đ
To My Brother (G, 7.7k) - Jason misses his brother during Lost Days and starts anonymously sending Dick postcards from wherever he is in the world.
all my closets of backlogged dreams (and how you left them all to me) (G, 3k) - By all accounts, how UTRH should have gone if Bruce were a parent to Jason instead of Batman
Hearth and Home (G, 1.5k) - Jason gets a minor dose of fear toxin & talks to Dick
Prologue, Redux (T, 4.6k) - At two point in his life, Jason visits Gotham University with Bruce
door, opening (M, 110k, Graphic Depictions of Violence) - the Dick & Jason fic of all time!! If you enjoy them having a horribly complex but also deeply loving relationship, this is the fic. It's so afkskgsfjajf you know?
MISSED TARGETS. (T, 2.3k) - Jason and learning to handle a gun; as Robin and as Red Hood
The Drag of Fate (T, 13.3k) - Jason is Shiva's kid AU where Jason & Cass go on a sibling road trip to get answers
What Eurydice Felt (T, 3k) - Orpheus & Eurydice retelling with Bruce, then Dick, as Orpheus and Jason as Eurydice. Honestly very much a favorite, as is its companion piece that's in my Dick fic list.
Safe Space (G, 4.5k) - Jason & Bruce are not on the same page about who's supposed to be taking care of who in this arrangement
citrusy sweetness (T, 2.7k) - Jason & Dick & peeling oranges as a love language
The Cardboard Box (T, 4.7k) - the story of some of the other contents of Jason's box of papers from DitF. It's also one of my favorite Willis fics of all time
miracle (T, 3k) - Catherine-centric fic about Jason's early years. A very sweet look at the Todd family
inclement weather (T, 5k) - Willis-centric fic about a sliver in time when things weren't too bad yet. Also briefly guest-starring a young Cassandra Cain
Hope is the Thing with Feathers (T, 13k) - In which Jaybin gains time travel powers & Dick is always his destination. Has a really interesting disjointed chronology. One of my all-time favorite Dick & Jason fics đ
sentimental (T, 2k) - Dick calls Jason while drunk with the Titans and they have a conversation about names & legacy (but like. In a slightly unserious way. Dick is very much plastered. It's sweet though)
To See the Stars (G, 2k) - Jason & stargazing, over the years
Daffodil (T, 8k, Graphic Violence) - Jason gets hanahaki & nearly dies of it
two birds on a wire (T, 6.5k) - Jason gets in trouble at school, Dick picks him up, they (eventually) talk
Parallel lines (T, 15.8k) - follow-up to Batman: The Cult!!! You know that if The Cult fics are out there, I'm gonna find them, this should be expected. Anyway the second chapter is alright but the first chapter is where the The Cult stuff is :)
Take Two (T, 4.2k) - Jason kills the Joker. It works out okay for him.
Flatline (T, 8.9k) - Jason gets injected with a drug that slows his body to the point he appears dead. He has to witness his family being convinced that he's dead, then fighting to save him once they realize he's not.
Back to Back (T, 11.5k) - Dick and Jason carrying each other to safety a lifetime apart. Really sweet brotherly feels & also they're both very injured both times if you're into whump.
wretched little recipes (T, 2.6k) - Jason triggers himself repeatedly searching for a sense of control, because as long as he's hurting himself, no one else can.
Grave Pretender (T, 4k) - Jason forgoes his elaborate revenge scheme in favor of being a petty drama queen, then gives up on even that to just go home.
things that make it warm (T, 4k) - Dick & Jason hang out, and Jason reflects on how much he loves his brother.
Under the Bridge (G, 29.5k) - A minor investigation spirals into something much worse when an enemy from Bruce & Jason's past resurfaces
Ricochet (Or, The Side Effects of Bring a Bibliophile) (Not Rated, 49.6k) - In which Jason joins a book club, lights his life on fire, has to deal with everyone else adding gasoline to his on-fire life, and eventually managing to put it out. Everyone just kinda sucks in this, it's great :)
I will leave the water like someone about to forgive (T, 10k) - Jason gets transported back in time to a few weeks before he died and attempts to save himself. Whatever magic brought him there disagrees with this plan.
Recollect, re-collect (T, 94.4k) - Jason gets hit with a spell gone awry and gets an opportunity to reflect on Robin, legacy, family, and what it all means to him.
Meaning (from the back of my broken hand) (M, 1.7k) - Dick finds Jason at an unexpected grave on Mother's Day
Bats in the Belfry (T, 5.7k) - In a time loop that isn't actually a time loop, Jason picks up the ghost of Dick Grayson hitchhiking on the side of the highway every night
Little Wing and Big Bird (T, 16k) - Jason goes to Dick for help when Bruce & Alfred attempt to kill him (really fun case fic w/ appearances from Kory & Barbara)
jigsaw falling (into place) (T, 7.6k) - Jason hears a rumor that the Bat is out of commission - he's been magically blinded. He decides to scope out the situation himself
The Bruce-mood (T, 47k) - Thanks to a stupid bet with Dick, Jason realizes that he has a secret weapon against Bruce: hugs.
A Better Choice (T, 18k) - A very canon-compliant Jason Lives AU of DitF featuring Dick Grayson hopped up on more Dayquil than is probably healthy
âI kissed Roy.â Jasonâs voice is tight. Hal doesnât like that tone. He wants to fix it, but he doesnât know what the problem is. He needs to get more information.
Ollie steps out onto the balcony behind Hal, sliding the door closed behind him. Hal nods at himâ it would just make Ollie more curious if Hal tried to make him leave.
Hal asks Jason, âWhy is that a problem? Heâs a nice kid, and I made him swear that he would keep you alive. And you swore to keep him alive, too, so that works. He seemed appropriately terrified of me during that conversation, and also Iâm the only one who can get his favorite Pop Tarts, so I donât think thereâs anything to worry about, unlessââ Hal pauses as a horrifying thought occurs to him. âYouâve been using condoms, right?â
Jason sputters wordlessly.
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Hal pauses to look at Ollie, who appears to be having an asthma attack. He waves away Halâs concern. Hal decides to ignore his wheezing in favor of listening to Jason.
âHal. I very much know how to use condoms.â Jasonâs voice is bitterly amused. Hal winces. Before Hal can apologize, Jason clears his throat and continues. âAlso, we just kissed. That was it. We kissed, and then I flipped the fuck out, and now Iâm hiding on the roof and talking to you. No dicks were involved.â
âI do not need to hear about Roy Harperâs dick,â Hal says firmly. Ollie is bent over and gasping for breath. Hal is mostly sure that Ollie is laughing and not actively dying. âOr your dick. I want to hear no discussion of dicks from either of you. No dicks. Unless youâre discussing your brother. No lowercase dicks.â
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âYour reaction to your kid coming out was to lecture him about safe sex,â Ollie wheezes. âI canât decide if thatâs the best or worst response ever.â
âAs long as he doesnât get chlamydia,â Hal mutters. He doesnât acknowledge the heartburn-adjacent warmth the words your kid sends through him.
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âAnd Iâm hanging up now, because I donât need to hear my-- you two having sex. Which better be safe sex, by the way, Harper. The safest safe sex anyoneâs ever had. Iâm talking surgical gloves, three condoms, stack of bibles, the works...â
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Extremely minimal inconsequential detail in jason fics that annoys me to no end: he would not refer to it as "the Garzonas' case" he would refer to it as either "Gloria Stanson's case" or "Gloria's death" Thank you for coming to my TED Talk
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I love fics where crime alley is Red Hoodâs territory that the Bats canât enter, but consider alsoâŚJason is totally fine with them coming to crime alley (practically rolls out the red carpet) but they donât like going there because he always uses themâ either as an easy way to get rid of high-profile weapons shipments, to fight his battles for him, or to hand them civilians in need of specific assistance that he himself as a criminal with no legal identity canât provide.
Even the basic act of questioning people is a hassle in crime alley because thereâs no way of knowing whatâs real and whatâs being fed to them by Jason. It doesnât help that Jason is good at manipulating things so that even when Batman is dangling people over the edge of a rooftop, they genuinely believe theyâre telling him the truth. Itâs hard to fight a crime lord whose network is so unorthodox, but itâs difficult to justify prioritizing him when the Bats pretty much always have bigger, more immediate and malicious fish to fry.
(And if in the meantime, crime alley becomes a little more survivable for those scraping by⌠well the Bats wouldnât want to create a power vacuum.)
Anyway uuuh Jason dies with beginning of hanahaki since the garzonas incident. Wakes up in his grave still sick digs his way out gets hit via car. Spends one year in coma but here's the thing: the flowers and vines are still growing. They're coming out of his mouth now. A year later Jason "wakes up" but the thing is the vines have grown enough to carry him around now. He is altering between deep sleep/coma, varied states of vigilance and profound dissociation. He doesn't survive by instincts but by the wild and thorny vines and flowers wrapping around his body and making him walk around like a decorated animated corpse. They retract inside him when he sleeps, only to spring back and lash out at any perceived threat. His breathing is a wheeze and the thorns are covered in blood and he should be long gone. Talia throws him into the Pit to save him and the flowers are gone.
But the love -the longing remains. And it remembers. Jason wakes up, and starts spitting petals again and thinks "this can't go on. I need an answer to my love."
He goes to Gotham. He wears a hood rather than a helmet, keeps choking on white petals.
Bruce slits his throat and kills him twice over. Jason watches the absence of scar on his throat and throws up the first full rose and he knows. But the flowers won't kill him; even when he forgot, the flowers remember.
A year later, Jason lies on the ground in Ethiopia and his father steps on him and Jason doesn't move, doesn't even bother to speak. A vine rushes out of his throat, unbidden, wraps around the ankle and throws the weight off him: the flowers, after all, need room to bloom in his ribcage. So they fight back; it was hurting the forest inside him.
Jason doesn't move as Bruce finds himself trapped in bloody white rose thorns. His eyes never lose that emptiness and the forest doesn't come back inside, just nestles into little vines around his limbs and walks, back to Gotham, away from Ethiopia. His shoulders are bent, mouth agape, like a puppet with cut strings.
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Nightwing found him. It unnerved him, because he hadn't expected to. Red Hood was sitting on a crumbling ledge, helmet off, cigarette stuck in the corner of his mouth. He didn't look like he was out of his mind, or going to go for a gun or knife.
"Why'd you do it?" Nightwing asked, carefully maneuvering himself out of the way of the heavy-looking desk that could be flung at him.
Red Hood grunted. "Don't suppose you've got antiseptic in there somewhere?"
Nightwing shrugged, letting it ripple all over him, where, it should be eminently clear, there was no place for a first-aid kit.
"Figures," Red Hood muttered.
Nightwing set his hip against the wall, not close enough to get in range of Hood's vicious front kick, but close enough to throw an electrified escrima stick at him if necessary. Black Bat was ten minutes away, as was Robin with the Batmobile. Ideally they would get this sorted before Batman was finished and could become involved. He just had to stall for ten - no, nine minutes now. With an on-edge Hood who had killed - no, executed - executed three people.
Hood nodded at the table.
Nightwing raised an eyebrow.
"Why I did it," Hood said. "Since you asked. I'd offer tea and scones with 'em but whoopsy, seems like I'm all out."
A quick flick of his eyes showed three neat nondescript folders. He'd have to put his back to Hood to read them.
Eight minutes.
"Not much of a reader, me," Nightwing drawled. "Why don't you give me the Sparknotes version?"
Hood snorted. He finally lit the cigarette. "Cappello's wife begged me to," he said.
Nightwing tensed.
"Had a porn ring, she said. He's a cop though, so she couldn't get away. Then her girl got old enough to contribute and she just wanted him dead," he said, sounding... exhausted. "Watson was a pimp too. The women told me that he was okay for a bit and then he got greedy and things got worse. Tried putting the fear of Hood into him at first but he'd heard that I was with the Bats, so he just beat them to shut them up after I left. Had some Family connections too, FBI fuckers wouldn't touch him."
He stopped, took a puff at his cigarette.
Seven minutes
Dick was abruptly tired. The Rogues were one thing. But this. These horrors of America's crime capital were unending. A man could die trying to hold them up.
"And Stewart? He was in jail," Dick said.
Jason smoked his cigarette slowly. It was a Marlboro Red Long. Still the same cigarette.
Six minutes
"Stewart, Danny M.," Jason said. "He'd been in juvie, you know? Got off after three months on 'count of good behavior. Kept the connections though. Plenty of connections in his jail too, enough to keep his little racket in the juvies running. And who cares if some street rat with a record goes missing from time to time. Mayor probably called it housekeeping when he took the money from him."
"And so it's got to be you who actually cleans house instead?" Dick asked, wishing he could throw his sticks at Jason, wishing he could put them down and- and?
"Who else do they got?" Jason asked, squinting at Dick. "I tried doing it the other way for a bit, y'know," he said, almost sympathetically.
"Right," Dick said. "For all of five minutes."
Five minutes
Jason shrugged. "Bit more'n that. But yeah, people would come to me and beg me to help them, rescue them, and I'd get these fuckers sent to places that would -- like, pedos don't last long in jail, y'get me? Or sometimes I'd just bribe the jail catering to give them something. But then people stopped being afraid of me, and it all got worse. Twice the effort for less than half the results. I didn't have any control over the trades here anymore, arms trafficking had gone up, they'd started human trafficking again."
Jason had just been killing people anyway. Of course he had.
"You thought that was the other way? Bribing other people to kill..." Dick wanted to bash his face in. "You thought that was right?"
"I'm not the one who does the right thing," Jason said. "That's on you, Big Bird. I'm just the one filling in the gaps the light doesn't reach."
"That's an easy fucking excuse," Dick bit out.
Four minutes
"All these people suffering, and I was sitting with my thumbs up my ass because I wanted a family, while they were losing theirs, how was that right?" Jason continued, like he hadn't heard Dick. "I'd been brought back to do one job, and I couldn't do it, because I was desperate to--" there was a tear at the end of one eye.
"That's not-" Dick gasped, "this isn't what you were brought back for! That's not true."
Jason shook his head. "You don't know that. You don't know how I was brought back."
"Neither do you!" Dick snarled at this nonsense, now wishing he really had just bashed his head in.
"Nah, but I know what it was for," Jason said, oddly peaceable. "I know what I gotta do, and then I can die."
"You can still stop," Dick pleaded, afraid suddenly, of something he couldn't name.
Three minutes
"Nah," Jason said, sad but placid. "There ain't no way but this for me anymore. Sorry, Big Bird. I'll miss you though. I'll miss most of you, I think."
"And now I've got to bring you in," Dick said, voice cracking. "Did you think of that? That now I've got to-"
"Can't let you do that, 'm afraid, still got a job to do," Jason said, half-smile on his face, turning to him finally, pushing off the ledge and moving forward, dropping the cigarette on the table.
Two minutes
Dick squeezed his sticks but didn't raise them. Jason moved swiftly, grabbing his face roughly and leaning down - because he was taller now, because he wasn't the little wing yearning to reach five foot, because he had died - to roughly kiss Dick's forehead. "Take care of yourself, Robin," he whispered and then shoved Dick back.
Dick had tensed in preparation but was still shoved back by Jason's sheer strength. By the time he leapt forward, Jason had thrown himself out of the window. The red Bat wasn't on his armor anymore.
Dick glanced out of the window just long enough to see Jason tumbling into a red moving truck. Then he sensed something and abruptly looked up to see the cigarette had lit up the files unnaturally well, as if they already had a flammable coating. This seemed to trigger some other mechanism, and the building slowly started going down - making a groaning noise as if in warning.
One minute
Dick unhooked his grapple and dived out, landing lightly on the Batmobile as the building slowly but surely came crashing down, so thoroughly destroyed that there was no way anything could be rebuilt again.
This is so dramatic of me but I hate hate hate the swear jar headcanon for Jason. Like holy shit sit down for two seconds and think of the implications of taking away money from a child that lived below the line of poverty for all their life and was homeless for three years if they do something you don't like. Are you insane
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