#featuring my headcanon Hindu Jason

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kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation

I keep thinking "I'm so bad at writing angst and anything upsetting, I hate leaving my stories as anything but lighthearted :/" but then I consistently end up writing angst into everything, including fic chapters that are supposed to be comedic and fluffy so uhhhh lets see how I do when deliberately going for emotional devastation :D !

And since I've been thinking about it lately we'll go with a premise of:

A Jason who knows he's come back from death many times but has no guarantee he'll come back from death again volunteering for a suicide mission and Tim knowing this might be his last chance to confess

There's nothing graphic, but this is all hurt no comfort, angsty as fuck sad shit with an ending that leaves it ambiguous as to whether or not this death sticks. Hope y'all enjoy!

Jason states in a flat, calm tone, "It needs to be me."

They all turn to look at him, their bodies backlit by the glow of the reactor's slowly worsening meltdown.

"What the hell are you talking about," Dick asks, while Tim's blood turns to ice in his veins.

"I didn't survive that plane crash into the meteor. I didn't survive that fall into the ocean. I didn't survive the warehouse. I've been killed over and over and come back from it every time, so if one of us has to die tonight it needs to be me."

"A terrible argument," Damian declares resolutely, standing firm despite his trembling, "We have no reason to suspect that those instances were anything other than circumstance. Random chance and dumb luck runs out. What we need is certainty, and... and Father would bring me back again. We all know it. I can take it."

"I did not come back just to throw another kid to their death! Maybe when you're gnarled and grey and about three hundred years too old to live without a lazarus pit we can talk, but until then I am not about to let you die in my stead."

Damian backs down quietly. He looks relieved, and guilty.

"Then let me do it," Tim demands, trying and failing to sound light and fearless, "Everyone else has had a turn with death, seems a little unfair doesn't it? Hogging all the afterlife experiences for yourselves?"

Jason says with quiet vehemence, "If that's how fairness works, then I will be as brutally unfair to you as I can be."

A long silence stretches between them as they stare each other down. Tim fights to keep the lump in his throat from spilling out into tears and Jason struggles between the need to see himself grieved and the yearning to comfort him and make this all easier somehow.

Finally Dick breaks the silence, "What would you like us to do for your funeral this time?"

"I want to be cremated on the bank of the Ganges with proper rites. Mild preference for a Shaivite or Shakta sect, but I'm not really picky."

And that was it. His fate was sealed.

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Tim grabs his hand before he can step into the airlock leading to the reactor's emergency maintenance tunnels.

Jason glares at him, "You aren't stoppin-"

"I know!" Tim lowers his voice to a whisper, "I know..."

"Then what...?"

"I'm sorry if this isn't anything you want, but I can't let you go without saying it. I- I love you. I'm in love with you."

He looks stunned, shocked, almost hurt. Then he kisses Tim fiercely, pressing every bit of affection he can into him with the slim moments they have left. Salt stings their dry lips and they cling to each other with vain desperation until their arms ache.

When he finally pulls back Jason roughly scrubs the tears from his eyes, "Fucking cruel of you to give a dying man something to live for."

"Promise me, please, if you can, if you get a choice, if you're at all able to, please promise me you'll come back?"

"No. I love you more than bread and wine, but my death is mine and I utterly refuse to allow your feelings or anyone else's to sway me in this. However..." Jason's voice grows soft, and he lifts Tim's hand to tenderly kiss at his palm and wrist, "If I am brought back? I swear that it will be you I come back to. I swear that I will give you my heart and everything else you ask of me; this will be the only thing I ever deny you."

Tim grips him tight, squeezing his eyes shut, tears and sweat rolling down his cheeks as the reactor burns itself ever hotter. Then he shoves Jason away, into the airlock chamber.

"I hope it's quick," He knows it won't be, "I hope it doesn't hurt," He knows it will, "I hope you get what's best for you," Just as long as it's not the end you want.

"Goodbye Tim. I love you."

"I love you too. So, so much..."

The blast door swings shut between them.

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oooh what IS ur fave race for jason 👀👀👀🥰

punjabi! it’s projection. i can’t pretend it’s anything else. dc didnt give me a punjabi character so i decided that Jason should be. also, i think that Sikhi would be a more interesting religion for Jason than Catholicism. because i’m sick of seeing Catholic symbolism💗 That’s just on Willis’ side.

Now, we all know that Starlin is racist and probably just forgot that Asians are not white. But he did have Sandra (East Asian, not to mention “Shiva” being a Hindu goddess) and a woman from “Israel” (Palestine) be conceivable possible biological mothers for Jason, and I’ll never let DC forget it. “But Sheila, his actual bio mom, is white?” Yes, but the blonde hair could be dyed, for whatever reason (dark hair absorbs more sunlight and she spends her day out in the sun all day, everyday. I don’t know, man). Also, blue and other rarer eye colours are not actually impossible to find across Asia. West, Central and South Asia especially. That brings me to my personal headcanon of Sheila being Assamese, the major ethnic group of Assam in Northeast India. IMO, Willis being Punjabi already gives us the possibility that Jason has features similar enough to someone from the general Palestine area. In general though, there’s a lot more diversity in South, West and Central Asia than people understand. An Assamese person can have blue eyes and features similar to a character who is only written as ~vaguely East Asian~. (So can a Bengali or Nepali person. Or any of the many other people in South Asia because most ethnic groups have a diversity of features. This is just my choice.)

This is so complicated but Jason is the only white character I’m this attached to so obviously I’m going to have fun with him.

Tl;dr: Punjabi on Willis’ side, Assamese on Sheila’s. And, hmmm, I think second generation American.

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Dick Grayson with an Indian!S/O (fem!reader)

(Okay so I am terrible at writing but aside from this headcanon post by @77uchiha77 there isn't much content for Indian readers so I thought I'd throw in my two penny worth. Also I am calling these things what I call them in my state with English spelling so you know, it might have a different name and spelling depending on where you know😂)

•Dick loves your skin tone! Whether it is fairer or darker, he thinks you look beautiful and will always tell you that you were kissed by the sun •When you tell him about the tradition of boiling milk over in a new home as a prosperity thing, he gets way too excited and the second you get a place together in Blüdhaven, he wants to do the milk boiling •Loves watching you do henna/mehindi •he once begged you to let him do it for your dominant hand saying that all he has to do is "copy the design on google": you ended up with a disaster of squiggles on your hand - much to Damian's dismay. However he then put his initials and yours on your left ring finger as an apology and a promise to love you forever. •cried when it finally came off but since then, no matter what design you went with, you always leave room for Dick to write both your initials •bringing the bat boys traditional sweets every time you visit your family (and Dick eating too many and feeling sick)

•Biryani •telling Dick about Nalungu (wedding tradition for the bride with turmeric paste) and him begging you to do it before your wedding •seeing a Sari •the first time Dick saw you in a full Sari, he kept calling you an Indian Goddess: he got on his knees and started kissing your midriff •insisted that you start wearing a sari to galas •will constantly tell you that you look beautiful and you should show off your sari •during those "best dress of the gala" segment in magazines, your sari always ended up somewhere on the list •Racism is never tolerated by the bat family and they will always be the first to defend you if anyone even looks at you wrong •you will never forget the time, an old woman at a gala asked Dick why he was entertaining a dirty foreigner and before you could tell Dick to leave it alone, Dick, Jason, Tim and Damian were forming a wall in front of you telling the woman to leave (actually they used a much more colourful vocabulary...) •when the lady then threatened to tell Bruce about the threats she received from his sons, she turned around only to be met by Bruce standing right in front of her and telling her that security was on it's way •Yeah... nobody would even dream of offending you if any of the bat boys are there •Actually for the most part, Gotham's media are very respectful of the fact that you are Indian •Speaking of Gotham's media, let's talk about Damian •So first of all, Damain LOVES you •You and Dick almost became surrogate parents for Damian •It started when kids at school were asking Damian where his dark features came from - not in a racist way, they were just confused •this still upset Damian so you told Bruce that you and Dick would start picking up Damian from school •The first day you and Dick picked him up, he ran into your arms (which almost gave his teachers and classmates a heart attack given that he hates people even sitting at the same table as him) •You and Dick also spend your weekends with Damain taking him to the zoo, cafes, etc •Anyway, from who knows where, a rumour started in the media that you and Dick were Damian's actual parents •It started with people being suspicious that most of Damian's outings were with You and Dick, then the fact that you two attended events at the school for parents instead of Bruce and it got to the point that people started overlapping your's and Dick's face to make a hybrid and comparing it to Damian after comparing Damian and Bruce •Bruce eventually decided to issue a statement and while it did "officially" end the rumours, most of Gotham were perfectly happy with believing that you and Dick were Damian's actual parents (not that anyone -including Bruce- minded) •On the subject of Damian, you remind him A LOT of home •Like a lot •Whenever Damian is feeling somewhat homesick, he will kind of hang about you just to be around someone familiar •you and Damian will oil your hair together •you cooking traditional food for Damian

•Teaching Alfred the recipes so he can make food for Damian when you and Dick are in Blüdhaven •Bruce not really being bothered about the fact that you are Indian since you make Dick happy •Jason getting really into Hindu/Indian mythology •Giving him a copy of the panchatantra •Teaching Tim rangoli (he just seems like he'd be good at it) •Being really happy to be part of this family