#Jayslade

[mottemort]

A good boy, Jason and Slade

[the-little-bat-shit]

Just going to breadcrumb a snippet from the upcoming chapter update to my JaySlade fic...

"Jason, the aforementioned six-foot-tall wall of muscle. Jason, the vigilante turned rouge who only needed 2 hours to put 8 heads in a duffle. Jason, who once clawed his way out of his own grave and has the autopsy scar to prove it. Jason, who stole the tires off the fucking Batmobile, that Jason is crawling into Slade’s lap on a ratty couch in Gotham City wearing nothing but a lacy red thong and asking for a spanking. Slade has to wonder what good deed he must have performed in a past life to deserve this because he knows he can’t possibly have done enough good in this one to amass even an iota of the karma necessary to be the one Jason fucking Todd calls Daddy."

[redhoodinternaldialectical]

I see you’ve also gotten sladejay-pilled recently. Bro words cannot explain the way this ship has deranged me for the past few months. Of all ships to get me this one got me so bad

heheheh that's just how it goes, you're walking along one day and then suddenly a ship grips u by the throat and won't let go! idk how deranged I'll be about it, it's possible this will be a casual interest, too soon to assess the damages yet, but I will say it's a very different flavor of ship than my usual and it's very refreshing!

Here are some of the broad concepts that I find compelling:

First is the psychological impact upon one Dick Grayson. He has an extremely fraught, complicated, violent-yet-sometimes-allied relationship with both of these characters. I'm not sure how yet, but I'm convinced learning about them being romantically involved would deal 12d6 psychic damage to him and I want to see it happen

Second is that Slade has several kids, bad relationships with all of them, and most or all of them are older than Jason. This could result in an amazingly awkward and fucked up step-father situation that absolutely no one wants. Except for me. I want it. I want to see Rose introduce them as "My step-father Jason (neutral but on thin ice) and his husband Slade (derogatory)."

Third is that somehow, against all odds, they end up being super good for each other. Slade's track record with relationships is... Very Bad as far as I understand it. Jason's track record with relationships is basically nonexistant but also no part of this man is well adjusted about anything. Every character that knows of them could reasonably expect their relationship to be some kind of toxic nightmare tar pit. But what if it wasn't?

Horrible, terrible, no good power couple who make each other deeply happy and mentally healthier.

Thanks for welcoming me aboard decks Captain Anon :3 Now I'm off to write more fanfiction!

[tatchling]

Just having thoughts of someone handing Slade a mugshot of Jason in his red haired era with no context whatsoever and Slade going "... Harper?"

[bitter-hibiscus]

sneak peek from the next Father's Son work :)

[marirah]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson, Other Relationship Tags to Be Added Characters: Jason Todd, Slade Wilson, Leslie Thompkins, Other Character Tags to Be Added Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Verse, Omega Slade Wilson, Alpha Jason Todd, Established Relationship, Explicit Sexual Content, Breeding, Slade Wilson Has a Breeding Kink, Unplanned Pregnancy, Bottom Slade Wilson, Top Jason Todd Series: Part 19 of Jayde Works Summary:

Slade was told after his experiment that he wouldn't be able to get pregnant. Thirty-some years down the line, he finds out that's not quite as true as he thought.

Hopefully Jason doesn't mind...

[mintaclestentacles]

I lost the file of this wip and I decided I can't find the motivation to paint over the screenshot to figure out how to finish this. T-T I am misery

[omegajasontoddweek]

For Omega Jason Todd Week Day 7 - Alpha/omega power couple

Printable dress-up doll templates of omega Red Hood, all his Wayne gala glory, and his alpha suitors.

(Featuring Queen Jason from bee-inspired omegaverse AU!)

- Do not use for monetary gain - Do not repost (sharing is good) - Otherwise, feel free to print it out and have fun! - (check AN for instructions)

[anawrites3]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DCU, Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson, Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne (implied), Dick Grayson & Jason Todd Characters: Jason Todd, Slade Wilson, Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - Royalty, Omega Jason Todd, Alpha Slade Wilson, Manhandling, Teasing, Sexual Tension, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Slade Wilson is a Dick, Jason Todd is a Brat, Secret Relationship, no beta we die like jason todd Summary:

Jason couldn't even lie to himself because most of his chest was purple and he'd have to be fucking blind not to see all those marks.

They were the result of the knights' training, something Jason absolutely shouldn't even come close to, let alone take part in but he still did - he sneaked out whenever he could to train alongside the best warriors their army had. Because Jason was an omega, an omega prince at that and nobody sane would ever put a sword in his hand so he just... he had to do that himself.

[littlemourningstarr]

Slade knew never to expect anyone to come to his rescue- he'd burnt enough bridges to not deserve a hero's rescue. And while it is nice to have Dick and Jason both seem concerned for his safety, it's bittersweet with all the what-ifs that he has had with both of them, through the years.

Day two of SladeRobin weekend!

[the-little-bat-shit]

Dick, because of course it was Dick, is the first to say it. It’s a pot shot, not really meant to land. Something about Jason replacing his “Daddy” and then he runs off the roof top cackling and leaving the two of them reeling.

It should have been shrugged off, but it clicked something over in his psyche. Jason, however, is seething. He’s cursing Dick’s name and “what the fuck does he know” and “he’s one to talk.” Slade is having…different feelings about it.

To avoid said feelings, they fuck off to some hole in the wall bar and Jason takes a few too many shots trying to clear his head. Slade drags him outside for fresh air and they lean against the exterior brick sharing a smoke while Slade proceeds to overanalyze. Ok, so Jason doesn’t have an unrealized Daddy kink, but maybe Slade does because he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about Jason begging Daddy for permission to cum. Or Jason choking on Daddy’s cock. Jason counting out loud while being spanked and thanking his Daddy for each one like the good little boy he is.

Of course he’s not blind. He knows what it looks like from the outside. He seems like a creep preying on someone not even half his age. And maybe he is a dirty old man, but he can’t help it. What’s he supposed to do? Not stick his dick in the hot, young piece of ass who had the gall to shamelessly flirt with a geezer like him? Not that either of them had expected it to become more. Who knew an occasional hook up could turn into a shared safehouse with a bonafide partner-in-crime. Partner-in-everything.

And while sure, Jason is tight and wrinkleless with tits you could bounce a quarter off, he’s a lot of other things too. He’s competent as all get out, probably the most intelligent person Slade’s ever had the pleasure of sleeping with. He’s terrifying and ruthless to most people while simultaneously caring and generous to the innocent and occasionally the not so innocent, Slade included. In other words, he is pretty much the perfect package. That package just happens to be 22. On top of all that, he chose to give Slade his submission. Free of charge and utterly trusting. It’s breathtaking every time.

So, he can’t ask Jason to call him Daddy. It feels ungrateful to ask for more.  And who the fuck is he? It’s not as though he’s ever successfully been anyone’s Daddy. He’d probably be a shit Daddy to Jason, no matter how much he wants to take care of and pamper him like he deserves.

Slade is too lost in thought to notice that Jason is pretty far gone and has a hazed-over look that usually means there are about 30 minutes before he’s going to do something depraved. Slade’s head is still buzzing with existential crisis when Jason hands him half the dart.

When he breathes out the smoke, he can’t help but spit out what’s on his mind. “I was married with kids before you were born…Don't you think that's weird?"

He doesn’t get a response, so he looks over at Jason who is watching him smoke intently and tracking his fingers. Somehow it still surprises him when Jason says simply, “How about you put that out on me?” 

Slade blinks and then, well, he doesn’t splutter. He does not splutter, because that is not a thing he does, but he does make a sound that could be mistaken for a splutter.

He considers for a moment and sizes him up. “You serious?”

Jason nods, “Dead.”

Jason isn’t swaying or slurring his words, so despite being drunk, Slade thinks he is of sound mind. And the idea’s not half bad. He can imagine it already. “High up on your thigh right under your sack would probably hurt like a bitch.” He suggests. Jason licks his lips. Slade knows they taste like sin. Later. Back in their bedroom, after they both shuck out of their clothes, Jason’s a little more sober but no less insistent on being branded. Slade lights another cigarette, blows the smoke into Jason’s open mouth, and holds him down. Jason whimpers through it beautifully and Slade fucks him after and Jason doesn’t call him Daddy. Why should he? What kind of fucked up Daddy would do that.

***

Relax guys, Jason is basically getting a drunk tattoo to put off thinking about his Daddy kink. Anyway, this wouldn't get out of my head, so I wrote a mini fic to help. Posted with @lisholoz's permission.

Slade, smoking outside a bar “I was married with kids before you were born. And you do t think thats a little weird” Jason, drunk and trying to take slades cigarette out of his hand “can I put this out on you”

[the-little-bat-shit]

….Jason Todd having an autopsy scar…ummmmmmm, yes? Jason Todd having body image issues, not feeling like his body belongs to him anymore, not really feeling like he even inhabits a body. He sees it as a tool not a worldly representation of who he is. Slade respecting that, recognizing how Jason experiences dysphoria and feels disconnected from his body but at the same time reminding Jason how beautiful he finds him. Tells him how much he appreciates the strength and prowess his body possesses. 

Slade sees the scars as a roadmap to Jason, a representation of a life lived harshly but profoundly. A physical reminder of how lucky they even are that Jason is alive. Jason doesn’t change immediately, but he does start to see a little of what Slade sees. Maybe Jason usually avoids looking at himself in the mirror, but Slade has them fuck in front of a mirror and its just emotionally challenging and difficult for Jason, but also super healing to see himself through Slade’s eyes. UGH Jason is sooo fucked up in so many ways, but he is such an amazing, kind, and sensitive character who is constantly trying his best and he deserves the world

[redhoodinternaldialectical]

🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling

Oooh nice! Hmm, lets see, no specified ship so I'll just kinda doodle whatever!

This is from a concept I have for Jason being Slade's Dom, which is a nuclear codes level secret that they absolutely do not share, because Slade struggles with feeling like being a sub is shameful and makes him weak. Meanwhile Jason thrives on being trusted so deeply by someone equally as paranoid as him and loves loves loves having Slade all to himself and finds it very fun that everyone around them assumes he's calling Slade Daddy when in actuality Jason's got him wrapped around his little finger and can have him eagerly bent over his knee with a word.

So yeah, without further ado, have a soft and fluffy mildly nsfw snippet under the cut!

Shifting leaf patterns of dappled shade and afternoon sunlight play across Slade's pale skin and the bed they share.

Jason caresses over his thighs, up across the wide band of delicate white lace sitting at his hip, over his side. When he reaches Slade's chest he gently scratches through the thick white hair there, moving down across his abs and along his trail until he reaches the lace underwear again. He dips his fingers just barely beneath the fabric, admiring the way it sits across his partner's frame.

Slade is turned away from him, keeping Jason and the lace firmly in his blindspot. Too embarrassed to look, and comfortable enough to let Jason do what he pleases without supervision. His cheeks are dusted pink and Jason takes deep satisfaction in knowing that he will be the only person to ever see him like this.

Jason kisses his shoulder, "I know you said you wanted to throw them into the sun the second I was done tonight, but is there any way I could convince you to keep these?"

"Don't want someone finding them."

He hums lightly, "We can always just say they're mine, can't we?"

"...I dislike subjecting you to the ridicule I'm avoiding. I have no idea why you even like this stupid shit so much, I look like a gorilla raided a bridal shop."

"No. You don't." Jason says with simple unyielding confidence. He shifts to loom over him and punctuate each statement with a kiss to his neck, "You look beautiful. It fits your curves perfectly. Makes your pretty thighs stand out."

Slade scoffs with obvious skepticism, "And the mess of bodyhair?"

"Matches the lace."

He makes a noise like he's charmed and he's mad that he's charmed. He presses his face further into the pillow, further away from sight, and opens his legs, turning his body towards Jason.

"So, so pretty for me. And for only me. No one else. My beautiful man, all dressed up in the lace I picked for him..." Jason gently strokes his shaft through the thin fabric.

Slade turns and kisses him full on the lips, soft and deep, eye shut tight, before breaking away, turning away again, and murmuring, "Okay. We can keep it."

[marirah]

tagged by @bittercapeand @katzynia and i think probably @itsfirecat a million years ago, when i promised i would do this and forgot lmao

Rules: Go to your published works on AO3 and list the first fic you ever published there, the last fic you published, any fic that you wrote for a fandom/ship only once, your favorite fic you wrote in the fandom/ship that has the most works, the fic you wish more people read, the fic you agonized over the most, the fic that sprang fully formed from your mind without any effort, and a work you are proud of—for whatever reason. <3

first fic i published: Red, which was a gift for a friend. i actually don't even ship jaytim lmao

last fic i published: ah, exchanges notwithstanding, that would be happy anniversary, which was a birthday gift ft. jason in lingerie

fandom/ship i only wrote once: the Grayson comic run, although I have plans for its overarching plot...

favorite fic in most popular fandom/ship: i only really write DCU these days, so i guess it could be anything... im gonna go with negative and aperture

fic i wish more people read: midnights. it's a vampire Dick au, what more can i say?

fic i agonized over: portals. agonized over where to cut it to post it in pieces, am still agonizing over the later bits. also owls and other birds because it just kept getting longer

fic that popped out fully formed: carnations and baby's breath. i had a lot of unexpected feelings about omega!Dick having alpha!Tim's baby

fic i'm proud of: i love non-zero percent chance

no pressure tags: @vellaphoria @gerryrigged @annerp @the-alice-of-hearts

[mintaclestentacles]

Actually doesn’t-understand-casual-sex Slade is awesome. I imagine him and Jason would hook up a few times on impulse and Slade would get attached and feel a responisbility to protect Jason. After the first time Slade shoots someone for messing with Red Hood Jason swoons. 

And I mean, Jason doesn’t do anything casual ever. That boy wouldn’t know how to not care if his life depended on it. Jay was lost for Slade immediately after their first time when Slade whispered in his ear that he’d take care of him.

It’s the perfect set-up for Slow Burn where they were fucking since the very start but both first try to deny the depths of their commitment to themselves and then believe the other doesn’t reciprocate their romanitc affections. 

[littlemourningstarr]

Was it a horrible idea for Jason to track down Slade for the sole purpose of proving he could handle him? Yes. Did he anticipate a part of him awakening that would change himself and his intimacy for the rest of his life? Absolutely not.