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His Heart (Dad!Jason AU)
Character: Jason Todd x civilian! Fem!oc
Rating and Warnings: G, no warnings, besides sappiness.
Word Count: 1,390
Summary: Jason comes back from a years long mission in space, and finds out he's a dad.
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Jason stepped into the JLA Watchtower. Earth glowed, vast, blue, and beautiful, through the giant windows. It had been almost two years since he saw it. Dorothy knew what she was on about, there really was no place like home.
He was so sick of sleeping alone in his bunk. Andy had just moved into his apartment when he got swept away, and it had just started to feel really right.
Dick stood in the otherwise empty airlock in civvies. The furrow on his forehead was a little deeper than it had been last time, but his smile was just as wide and genuine.
He stepped forward and wrapped Jason up in a hug. Jason hugged his brother back, far beyond pretending at coldness. Space was cold enough, and the two years on the front lines had taken their toll on him.
“I wasn’t expecting a welcome party,” he said as they pulled back.
“What were you expecting?”
“I dunno,” he said, scratching the back of his neck. “Maybe a giant spray painted sign saying ‘And don’t come back!’”
Dick laughed. “Sure, if we wanted to see how long it’d take you to break into the tower.”
“Three minutes.”
“Well, you’re tired, we wouldn’t hold it against you.”
Jason scoffed. “I missed you, you asshole.”
Dick flashed his winning smile. “So now what? I only saw your arrival by chance. Do you have plans?”
“Not really. I’ll probably slink home, see if it's still standing. See if Andy still… wants anything to do with me.”
Dick blinked, his expression going blank.
Jason’s heart clenched. Was there just an empty apartment waiting for him with a note that had been collecting dust for eighteen months? It would be exactly what he deserved, he thought with a bitter twist of his lips.
“I guess I’ll settle in for a couple of days then go find her,” he said. Maybe just messaging her would be kinder? No, he was going to look her in the eye, even if it was just to say goodbye.
“Don’t do that,” Dick said. He touched Jason’s shoulders urgently. “Go straight to her. I’ll take you, we’re going now. She deserves that much.” He turned and hurried through the hallways towards the zeta tubes.
“Whoa, what? What are you talking about?” Jason caught up to him, grabbed his arm and dragged him back to a halt. “What’s happened?”
“Look, it’s not really my place to say.”
“You’re freaking me out, Dick,” he growled. “What, is she dying?”
“No! No, Jason, she… she’s had a baby. Your baby.”
For a moment the world stopped. The rotation of the vast planet out the window surely halted, same as the beat of his heart.
“What?” Jason rasped.
“Sophie. She turned one a few months back.”
“She’s my–? Oh. Oh fuck.”
The world rebooted, spinning anew but the axis had moved. Jason leaned hard against the wall. “Sophie,” he whispered.
Dick patted him on the shoulder. “Congratulations, by the way. For a year ago.”
Jason laughed, frantic and broken.
“Do you need a moment?” Dick offered. “We can go sit and–”
“No.” Jason pulled himself up. He marched towards the zeta tubes. “We’re going now. Straight to Andy and my– my daughter. Is she… how is she? Are they okay? Did the family help out?”
“Of course, Jay. That little girl has a whole circus’ worth of aunts and uncles who love her to bits. And a doting grandfather and great grandfather who spoil her rotten.”
He hung his head as they reached the platform. “I should have been there. I should have been there. What kind of deadbeat am I?”
“Save that for Andy.”
“Yeah.”
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They drove from the manor to the apartment by the river overlooking the Narrows. It was the same one he and Andy had shared for that halcyon four months before duty came calling.
Dick dropped him off downstairs, saying he didn’t want to intrude but demanded Jason call him when he was settled in to plan some kind of family night. Jason didn’t hear a word of it.
He made it to the apartment door without registering any of it. He dropped his bag of gear.
He knocked.
“Coming!” Andy’s voice called. Faint music was drifting out through the walls, something upbeat and light. The door opened, letting in noonday light to the dark hallway, shining around a smiling Andy. She was in loose workout clothes that were stained on the shoulders. She wore no makeup and her hair was up in a bun on top of her head, and her skin had a light sheen of sweat.
Her expression stuttered at the sight of him.
He had no words.
“Jason?”
He surged forward. She met him halfway. Her arms wrapped around him as tight as his did around her, and it felt more right than anything ever had before.
He managed to get her name out, before he kissed her. Her hand grazed his cheek so tenderly.
He pulled back and looked into her eyes. Had there ever been anything so beautiful?
“Jason, I have to tell you,” she said, putting a hand on his chest. “While you were gone, I…”
“I know. Dick told me.” He looked around the entryway. Even if Dick hadn’t said a word the folded up pram, the tiny raincoat, and the row of little shoes would give the game away. The furniture had seen a change too, most things had been moved higher up.
His eyes caught on the shoes. They were so small. He couldn’t help his smile.
“Where is she?” he asked.
“Gaa,” a high pitched voice rang out from the living room.
Andy’s lips quirked.
Soft, slow footfalls patted on the hard flooring, heralding the new arrival.
He stepped forward, out of the still open doorway.
And a little girl toddled into view. She was wobbly but her face was fixed into a determined pout. She stuck her nappy-wrapped bum out for balance, and held her arms cautiously forwards. She wore a single sock and a yellow dress.
Jason’s heart relocated itself. It no longer lived in his chest.
She had a wispy halo of black floppy curls and a chubby round face. She stared at him.
He knelt down.
“Sophie, baby girl, this is your daddy. Can you say daddy?”
“Mammy.”
“Daddy,” Andy repeated, her voice wet.
Sophie hummed. She toddled closer, relentless despite some wobbles. She stuck out her lower lip and fixed her eyes to him with absolute determination. He held out his hand. She reached back, closer with every step.
Jason held his breath.
Her whole tiny hand wrapped around his crooked index finger. She laughed in triumph and then fell onto her bottom.
“Oom,” she said on impact.
She looked up at him again, actually seeing him now that her quest was complete. Big curious eyes of sparkling blue stared at him.
“Hello,” he said. He offered a shaky smile. His eyes were glassy.
She stared back. She blinked.
“Da.”
His tears fell. “That’s me,” he said.
“Da. Da. Da de da den dayaya,” she babbled and giggled at herself. She lifted her arms at him.
He lifted her gently and held her to his chest. She was so impossibly small. He could feel her heart beat against him, so feverishly fast. But she was calm, quite happy to be held. He curled around the most precious thing in the world. His breath hitched as he tried not to sob.
She hugged him back; chubby little arms wound around his neck. She was so unafraid.
He looked up at Andy. She was smiling down at them through her own tears, her hand held over her mouth.
He stood, lifting his baby up. He held his little girl in one arm and the love of his life in the other. The baby was the only one dry eyed. Andy kissed the downy top of her head. Sophie leaned her head against his chest with a little sigh, safely ensconced between them.
“Uncy?”
“Hn?” he queried.
“No, baby, he’s not an uncle.”
Sophie turned her head back, looking up at him.
“Uncy Da,” she said, like she wasn’t letting them trick her that easy.
He gave an amused snort that almost covered the yawning gulf in his heart. “That’s what I get for not being here.”
“You’ll just have to stick around and convince her otherwise.”
“Yeah.” He took a deep breath. “I will.”
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#Dad!Jason#kid fic#jason todd#red hood#jason todd x oc#red hood x oc#jason todd x fem!reader#jason todd x reader#my fanfic#dc#fluff#lots of crying#give that man a baby
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Potential ‘accidental baby acquisition’ storyline for Buck in season 8?
HenRen’s new foster daughter Mara is 9. In 7x07 (Ghost of a Second Chance), we find out she has a 2-year-old brother, Tyson. Her parents both died – but Tyson has a biological father, ‘with rights of his own’.
911 has always foreshadowed storylines well before they happen. One example I can think of right away is Jeff’s leg injury in 2x02 (7.1) foreshadowing Buck’s in 2x18 (This Life We Choose)
From the Coach saying “This kid is a son to me” to Bobby being the one to get him out, reassuring him all the way and finally yelling “Make sure he keeps that leg,” all of it was thematically echoed back nearly a whole season later when Buck got crushed under the ladder truck. There are other examples of the same thing that I can’t remember right now.
So, when I was watching 7x07 and heard “He's a biological parent. He gets to decide what's best for his son” I couldn’t help but wonder.
Is Mara’s story foreshadowing a potential ‘accidental baby acquisition’ storyline for Buck in season 8?
It could be a later season, too. The only reason I think it might be in season 8 is because Maddie was 9 when Daniel died – and Buck was 1. Had he only just turned 1, or was he 1 nearly 2? Because Mara is 9 – and Tyson is 2… Connor & Kameron’s son was delivered (by Buck, no less) in 6x18 (Pay It Forward) and could be anywhere from 6 months to 1 year old in canon time now. Time lines are messy in 911 verse so that’s a complete guess. By the time season 8 comes around, that baby boy might well be 2 years old.
Am I making something out of nothing? Who knows. All I know is that 911 likes foreshadowing – and they’ve been doing an awful lot of very fan ficcy tropes this season. So why not add a bit of accidental baby (toddler) acquisition for Buck as well? If Connor and Kameron should sadly die and leave the little lad an orphan, well there’s a biological father right there…
#Give that man a baby#accidental baby acquisition#911 speculation#911 spoilers#evan buckley#911 abc#buck#foreshadowing#911 meta
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This 100% reads like Maddie dropping Jee off to cheer up her Uncle Buck because he’s been upset and sad and she Can’t Take It anymore. Also yes I’m so excited for more Buck and Jee.
#911 abc#evan buckley#jee yun buckley han#give that man a baby#he gives such girldad energy#oliver stark#s8#911
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soooo to laios chilchuck is roughly the size of his dogs. huh. i am so normal about this.
#dungeon meshi#laios touden#chilchuck tims#dunmeshi#dunmeshi laios#chilaios#dunmeshi chilchuck#laios x chilchuck#giving the new meaning to the size difference trope#like. damn.#if divorced middle aged man why so baby shaped#little meow meow and I do mean little
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bros au but they're 12 years apart and jujutsu tech scouted sukuna quite young
#my art#fanart#sketch#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#itadori yuuji#ryomen sukuna#jjk brothers au#brothers au#i could not get that panel of snotty baby yuuji out of my mind#i love him so much i need him to be okay always#sukuna actually gives a fuck about him in this au ! lol#little man yuuji#12 years au
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Do not let his appearance fool you! he may look like a suave businessman, but he is unemployed and only one years old
#anyway hi I drew my cat Puddin#tumblr emailed me a free blaze campaign so here#I'm giving you a drawing of my lil guy#he's a baby boy baby man#cat#cats#Puddin the cat
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Birds of a Feather previous / next
#feralnette au#birds of a feather#hey man can i give this back. i forgor im a baby who doesnt know anything. im also god tho#my art
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Good thing it was a short spin
#thank u haunting heroes discord server for giving me ideas#again#so soon#and its a animation??? in color???#i saw the prompt and did it in 3h#you could say i was like... possesed#danny phantom#phandom#dp#ater art#lbm dp#little baby man#i love you you noodle boy#ater babbling at 2 am#animation#no lbm was harmed in making this post
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As Gravity Falls reenters the void, and the inevitably of fanfiction begins to recirculate, there is a comment I fear I must send out to the general public.
As a trans man who gets, like, -1 representation in shows that aren’t explicitly about queer people, I often will latch onto characters that inexplicably have The Trans (TM) written into their bones, which includes Dipper Pines. And, as one might expect, I turn to my silly little A03 account to get my fix of representation and enjoyment of many a trans dilemma. Unfortunately, this is where my qualms get given the spotlight.
This is a generalization, but it seems as though every single godforsaken fic about trans!Dipper (I see this in the Spider-Man fandom a lot too, but that’s a conversation for a different day) he loses all his unhingedness, all his insanity, and is boiled down to a weak and sad little uwu trans boy who can’t handle his own dysphoria and falls apart at every slight inconvenience?
You’re telling me DIPPER, the same man who got called weak one (1) time and then disappeared into the woods for a solid 12 hours and came back half naked and rambling about positive vs toxic masculinity and manotaurs, is going to get misgendered and fall completely and utterly apart? You seriously think he’s going to have a run in with somebody who tries to bully him for being trans and he isn’t going to read them to filth? Are we forgetting that this is the same man who spent a whole episode learning about how to live and let live and then STILL told Pacifica her family was a sham with the mic-drop line of “deal with it”?????
Like good lord, please give this man some credit. I’m not saying he can’t have panic attacks, or trauma, or be treated differently by certain people, but it is the year of our lord and savior 2024 and we are STILL infantilizing trans men in fanon versions of media???
All I’m saying is if Mabel gets to keep her unhinged characteristics, you gotta let Dipper keep his too. Let Dipper punch a transphobe, as a treat.
#gravity falls#gravity falls dipper#dipper pines#gravity falls mabel#mabel pines#trans man#like please guys give the dude some credit#we really need to get over this whole babying trans men thing#sure there are bigger world problems at hand than representation in fanfiction#but I feel like the world would be a bit better if we just let dipper be as insane as he really is#you think grunkle Stan WOULDNT encourage him to commit acts of violence against transphobes? please
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dad seb dad seb dad seb 💕
#I AM ON MY KNEES FOR HIM U DONT UNDERSTAND🧎♀️🧎♀️🧎♀️#GRAHHH I dont even want kids and im giving myself baby fever#also why is the concept of a man coming home from work so attractive like......huh#also im living vicariously through seb by having him bite lewis' cheeks LMAO grrrrr hes like MOCHI#hogwarts legacy#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x mc#sebastian sallow x oc#sebastian x mc#choccyart#clora clemons#lewis sallow#celeste sallow#also it doesnt matter how old clora and seb get as adults i will always be drawing them the same LFMAO#we can just chalk it up to wizard age since they live longer#and no matter how old seb gets i will not be drawing him with a beard or anything ever im sorry i like my men like i like my coffee#clean shaven
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Steves absent asshole parents come home carrying a new born and he's rightfully confused as they hand it to him explaining that they're his half sibling (from one of his father's affairs that they have custody of for narrative reasons)
His parents just straight up leave telling him they'll send money for the baby expenses every month
They didn't even notice or care that the rest of the party was there hanging out and just watched Steve in real time accept single fatherhood of his baby sibling
(Eddie of course doesn't let it stay single father hood for long they've already got 7 kids together basically what's one more)
#of course they rally and help him#steve harringtons gender is wife and mother to me#i will do what i can to give that man a baby#steve harrington#stranger things#the party stranger things#eddie munson#steddie
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can they put cavill in more dilf roles? i dont watch witcher and i want to experience this
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Tmagp 5 statement giver is so incredibly dumb he's like the anti Joshua Gillespie
#tmagp spoilers#tmagp#sorry baby but walking in an empty theatre for a sketchy horror give away what the hell were you expecting man cmon#the magnus protocol#tma#joshua gillespie#mag 2#tmagp 5
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Kon: Tim, they're literally invulnerable!
Tim: Don't TEST IT!
#Kon is trying to give this man a heart attack#timkon#timkon clone baby au#tim drake#kon el#conner kent#undescribed#caden#my posts
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Prompt 113
“I seem to have been taken hostage.” Batman’s words almost had Superman panic if not for the wry tone, a tone which the others didn’t know if their freaking out was to go by. Clark sighed through the comms, tired after battle and honestly wanting to go to bed now.
“I’ll be right over, what child has latched onto you now?” He asked while switching to a more private channel.
“I can already hear you making fun of me…” Wha- Oh. Clark bit his lip to keep himself from laughing as he took to the air. “They appear to be a pair of twins with…”
“You gotta’ say it Bruce, you gotta’,” Clark couldn’t stop the chuckle when he saw his friend on the top of a building, cape curled around his form in a way usually reserved for the robins.
“... with dark hair… and blue eyes…” That was it. Clark absolutely lost it in laughter.
#dcxdp#dpxdc#Danny & Ellie fell into this world during an invasion were very scared#Latched onto the first semi-ecto contaminated person they found#Bruce gives off slight ghost vibes and feels safe so they aren't letting go any time soon#Could be Superbat might not up to yall lol#Batman is just staring down at the small children who have latched onto his leg and are crying#Look the man is a dad and a hero and isn't going to leave the kids there#It's also highly concerning when he finds out they're not in the system#And their DNA is only half human with the rest being... something who knows#Apparently he's adopted a pair of half aliens but that's not going to stop him#“I could take them if you need-”#“No they're my babies now no takes backs”
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Simon discovers something unexpected:
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Simon Riley/female reader (single mom)
The first time Simon meets you, it’s on the rooftop of the apartment building in the middle of the morning.
He’s up here for a smoke, his first in hours, his body anxiously craving the nicotine after sitting on a cramped train for too long after the final debrief. His muscles are sore, stitches in his leg bothering him, mind is exhausted, and all he wants to do is smoke a cigarette and then collapse on the bed inside the flat that he hasn’t seen for months.
When he gets to the roof, after climbing four flights of stairs because the bloody elevator is broken, he’s greeted with two surprises. One, there is a garden up here now, multiple raised beds enclosed in sturdy two by sixes, and two… you are kneeling on the brick between them.
You’re on your knees, digging around, dirt smudged on your clothes, purple garden gloves caked with soil. You’re talking aloud too, rooting around in the plants and singing out names of vegetables and their corresponding colors, occasional pulling something green loose and stuffing it in a bag. He glances around the roof, confused, but sees no one but you, your voice carrying on the wind to where he stands by the clunky metal door.
When he gets closer, he realizes you’re not talking to yourself at all, but to a baby. A tiny baby tucked into a carrier, who’s eyes are wide and somewhat tracking your hand movements while you point to things in the garden bed, in the sky, on the ground.
“And this is a parsnip.” You say, brushing some rust-colored earth from the root and turning it in your hand. “They’re not very tasty raw but aren’t terrible cooked.” The baby watches you in awe, little feet and arms kicking and swinging while you smile and nod at them, like you think they understand anything you’ve just said. “Yeah! A parsnip!” You’re smiling, your face is bloody radiant as you nod down to the baby, one of your hands rubbing dirt from your skin onto your pants before you’re reaching out to grab a cloth from the baby’s lap and mopping up something on their chin. The action causes you to shift, your head turning enough to catch him in your peripherals, body tensing like you’ve been frozen, shoulders raising under your ears before you loosen and relax, squinting up at him in the sun. “Hi.” You blink, glancing back down to the carrier. “I uh, didn’t realize anyone else was up here.” He swallows, trying to give you a response, brain fracturing at the seam as it frantically attempts to recall words, civilian words like hello, or hi, or sorry. It’s difficult, because he’s a little distracted by how the light refracting in your eyes, the way it’s shining on your skin and hair, bathing you in the early morning glow like you’re some sort of angel. He’s still a few feet away, but he thinks he can see entire universes in your irises, every color ever imagined shimmering in the rays of the sun.
His brain finally catches up, and his mouth thankfully remembers how to form words.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to disturb you.” He’s polite and you shrug, nodding to your little companion.
“You’re not disturbing us. We were just harvesting some vegetables.” You smile brightly, casually stripping off the gloves while you rock up from your knees into a standing position. If the mask bothers you, you don’t outwardly show it, and your posture is relaxed when stand in front of him. “Isn’t that right, Emmaline?” You coo down to the baby, who wiggles in her carrier as a response, face lighting up at the sound of your voice, or her name. He’s not sure. Do you live here? Are you… her mum? The babysitter? Who are you?
You give him a once over, briefly, and he watches your smile shift from genuine to forced when your eyes land on his hands. The smokes. He’s holding a pack of cigarettes in one hand, and you clear your throat, brushing some dirt off the front of your clothes. “We were actually just finishing up.” You bend at the waist to pull the carrier into the crook of your elbow, supporting its weight with your hip, and slide the handles of the bag full of green things onto your opposite shoulder. “Roof’s all yours.” He feels a pang of regret, like he doesn’t want you to go, the sentiment unnatural to him, unsettling. You obviously live in the building, he thinks. But where? Do you lug that carrier up and down the steps all the time, just to get up here? He frowns.
“I can wait.” He tries to stop you, guilt running thick in his veins, and you shake your head.
“It’s lunchtime anyway.” You incline your head to little Emmaline, who’s face is growing a little scrunchy, like she’s upset, and he swallows.
“Alright, then.” You give him another nod, and head off towards the door. He grits his teeth, fingers tensing around the thin carboard in his hand, the little box holding his salvation safely in its grasp, but his eyes slide to where you walk away, and he can’t help but notice the way the carrier lightly bumps against your hips as they sway. Bloody hell.
#peaches writes#light on#simon riley#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley#simon ghost riley x reader#female reader#give this man a baby#please
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