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Beneath the cut are our prompts for OJTW2024, which will run from 22nd of April to 28th of April. You all picked some excellent prompts!
As always, prompts may contain adult or dark content, so engage at your own risk.
22nd of April: Jason and Red Hood are assumed to be an alpha/omega couple | Feral pollen | Sudden omegaverse in a non-omegaverse world | Sneakmate (alphas who can physically pass as omegas for the purpose of 'sneaking' into nests) | Pussy spanking
23rd of April: Alpha knots keep omegas calm | Courting without realising | Jason is an unconventional omega - except for when it comes to babies | Unintentionally revealing clothing | Nesting self-care
24th of April: Omega princess Jason | Knot training | Reluctant baby fever | Alphas inherit omegas | Mating out of desperation
25th of April: Heat/rut at an inconvenient time | Pretending to be a beta | Accidental pack bonding | Soulbond | Free use omegas
26th of April: Dominant omegas | Never returned to Gotham | Omegas attracted to omegas | Jason wins a challenge fight | Unusual nesting habits
27th of April: DEATH DAY, free day. No prompts! Post whatever you wish to.
28th of April: Purring | Mer AU | Baby trap | Alpha/omega power couple | Never adopted!Jason is still a badass
Pairing: Tim Drake/Jason Todd
Words: 8.6k
Rating: Explicit
Content Warnings: Mildly Dubious Consent
Jason knows how he smells. When mating season comes around, heās prepared to spend it the way he always doesāalone, in his den, doing his best to block out the howls outside. Albeit this time with a little more self-care involved. Heās not prepared for Tim to show up at his door, in rut and ready to chase him.
The surprise is the only reason he accepts the challenge.
Omega Jason Todd Week Day 6 ā Free Day
thank you to @deepwithintheabyss for supplying the title & also reading this over for me <3 (and helping me with the chase scene~) mwah, ily
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Jason hears the first howl as he leaves the bathroom. He scowls, scrunching a towel over his curls.
Moonlight pours through his curtains; casting the parts of his den not lit by lamplight in deep blue shadow. The second full moon of autumn has come⦠and with it, mating season. Jasonās least favorite time of year.
All over Gotham, alphas, and betas, are beginning their hunts. Theyāll track down whoever has caught their scent, andāshould their prey be willing to run with themāhunt them until sunrise⦠or they catch them.
His glands ache. Scent pours off of him, so thick none of his usual tricks to suppress it help. The shower eased it a little, but it still burns his nose; acrid like smoke and too-sweet like rotting fruit. His senses are sharper, too. Itās not just his noseāitās his ears, eyes, even his skin is more sensitive, making him twitchy.
Just about the only good thing about it is that Jason, and all other vigilantes, get the night off.
Jason digs through his drawers until he finds a pair of pants that donāt bother his skin. He doesnāt even bother digging for underwear. He knows from experience that nothing will feel right, and heāll just end up yanking them off at some point. Tonightā¦
Tonight is about comfort.
Itās not usually.
Usually, this time of year, Jason holes himself up in his least favorite safehouse. Least favorite, because he always has to burn them after; his scent sunk in so thick even the best scrubbers are unable to get rid of it. He spends his time pouring over casework or doing equipment maintenance, misery pouring off of him in droves.
This year, Jason is trying something different.
Something gentler. Softer.
Heād begun the night with an epsom salt bath, scented with a little oil. Something light. Delicate. The kind of scent he wishes he had. Heād trimmed his nails, taken care of his cuticles⦠even taken the time to shape them before painting them. A full mani-pedi in his bathroom. Then heād rubbed lotion into his scars, his calluses, until his skin was as close to baby-soft as he could get.
Now, he has a pair of headphones waiting by his nest, next to a stack of books and movies⦠and a box of stupidly expensive chocolates, just as an extra treat for himself.
Jason is determined to make this⦠if not a good night, at least a less miserable one.
After pulling his sweats and a very loose shirt on, he crawls into his nest. He had made it fresh that morning; the blankets, sheets, and pillowcases all freshly washed and soft. The whole thing smells light. Airy. Jason allows him a moment to simply breathe it in before he wraps himself up in blankets and pulls his laptop over.
A movie first, he thinks, running his finger over the stack. Something familiar. Comfortable. Pride and Prejudice first, then⦠the Princess Bride. Both guaranteed to sweep him away for a while. He puts the headphones on. Not noise-canceling. As nice as it would be to block the howls out completely⦠Jasonās hackles rise just thinking about cutting himself off from one of his senses.
By the time the movies are over, the howls should have died down.
Warm and comfortable, with chocolate blooming on his tongue, he could almost fall asleep. Almost. His instincts are too sharp, anticipating a hunt that will never come.
Jason had felt off kilter for the past few days, more off kilter thanĀ normalĀ that was. He couldnāt quite pinpoint why; there wasnāt the usual green haze that preceded a pit episode, none of his cases had been the kind that made his skin crawl, and the one time heād spoken to Bruce hadnāt ended in a shouting match. If he didnāt know better, heād say he was getting close to his heat, but he wasnāt due for another month and a half. His instincts seemed to be dialled to eleven and his nest just seemedā¦Ā wrongĀ .Ā
Which meant Jason was really trying to justify why he was breaking into Dickās apartment with the sole intention of building a nest on Dickās bed (which had everything to do with the fact that Dickās bed was comfier than his and nothing at all to do with the fact that his bed didnāt smell like Dick, thank you very much).Ā
He barely stepped foot in Dickās apartment outside of his heats, but it was undeniable how some of the pressure that had been weighing on his chest eased as he caught the scents of the rest of the pack that seemed to have settled on every surface in Dickās living room. But it was the scent of caramel popcorn that drew him towards the bedroom.Ā
He knew Dick had an afternoon class and wouldnāt be back for a while yet. Jason had no idea how he was going to explain nesting in Dickās apartment outside of his heat, he was hoping heād have an excuse by the time Dick got back.Ā
But the moment his nest was complete, something in his chest eased and making an excuse for Dick got put on the back burner. He stripped down to his boxers and pulled on an old Gotham Knights sweatshirt that he was pretty sure used to belong to Bruce but now only smelled like Dick. The lack of sleep from the past few days seemed to catch up with him and his eyes started drooping the moment he laid down in the nest.
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Jason's had worse heats.
Don't ask him whenā but he's sure he's had them.
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Omega Jason Todd Week 2024 - April 25th - Heat/rut at an inconvenient time | Pretending to be a beta | Accidental pack bonding | Soulbond | Free use omegas
back on my BS for OJTW 2024
Posted earlier today; reposting again for the evening crowd :)
Pairing: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne
Rating: Gen
Words: 2k
Content Warnings: None
āDid I do the right thing, Alfred?ā
āIām afraid you are going to have to be more specific, Master Bruce.ā
āTaking Jason in.ā
my final fic for omega jason todd week <3
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Bruce goes from sleeping to waking in a single moment.
At first, he doesnāt understand why. He blinks into the darkness of his room, straining his ears for a sound other than the low hum of electricity powering Wayne Manor. He hears a quiet sniffleāand then he catches the scent.
It tugs at Bruceās mind, familiar under the sour scent of distress, and urges him up, onto his elbow. Moonlight spills in from the hall, through the cracked open door, illuminating the silhouette of a child. Itās a sight he hadnāt seen since Dick first came to the Manor, before he grew comfortable enough to simply climb in Bruceās nest whenever he pleased.
Dick is long moved out, now.
Bruce opens his mouth. He means to say, āJaylad?ā What comes out instead, in a voice still thick with sleep, is, āPuppy?ā
Jason whines. The sound cuts right through Bruceās defenses. Heās halfway out of his nest, ready to respond, before he remembers himself. He sits on the edge instead, ignoring the way he wants to scoop the boy into his arms.
Jason doesnāt appear to notice his indecision, swiping at his eyes before shuffling forward a few steps, one arm outstretched.
Even if he should, Bruce doesnāt have it in him to deny Jason such a clear, obvious request. He wraps his hand around the boyās forearm. Jasonās arm looks so, so breakable in Bruceās hand. He holds him gently, tenderly,as he pulls him close.
Bruce doesnāt remember Dick ever looking so small.
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23rd of April: Nesting self-care
Jason has had the shittiest week imaginable. Not only was there an Arkham breakout, he also argued with Bruce, and at some point in this mess he got a concussion! All he wants is to plop down in his fluffy nest but his stupid siblings keep bothering him.