#jason todd hockey au

[paintedimagery]

Ice Hockey is my favorite sport so of course I drew Jason as a player :)

[flyingdidii]

Jaydick, but Jason is a super promising hockey player and Dick is a gold winner figure skater + the son of Bruce… Jason’s coach

[soysaurus]

Jason remembers standing by the edge of the field, right outside the fence, as the hockey ball shot across water-based green. Dick Grayson, the only surviving Flying Grayson, swam through the air. His movements were sharp but fluid, the perfect centre midfield that transitioned seamlessly between those pushing the game forward and the defenders growling at the back. Back then, Jason was thirteen. He'd never played hockey before but Bruce said he would. He said Jason was born for it. He said a lot of things, a lot of half-promises that would never be fulfilled. They made Jason smile nonetheless.

Maybe he was just smiling because Bruce owned the pitch.

Jason was fifteen when he joined the Titans—a rough team full of the best of the best. Wally West was a bolt of lightning on the left side of the field, and Donna scared even the strongest of strikers as she charged through short corners, no fear, mask or no mask.

But then there was Roy Harper—Speedy, Jason heard Dick call. If anyone was born for hockey, it was him. He didn't have the thick thighs of most defenders, but when he set his eye to the ball, he never missed. He was a support player, hovering in the background, but Jason couldn't keep his eyes off him. Every time the ball swung back, Roy swooped it up and ricocheted it to the front. Wally was one of the only people who could keep up with him, picking the ball up and guiding it through the goal before Jason could breathe.

Jason was only fifteen, only been playing for two years and leagues behind the likes of Nightwing and Batman. But he was Robin. And Robins were made to fly.

Like the final whistle, the world fell apart. The Titans crumbled: Roy Harper left, Jason disappeared, and Dick grew up.

Jason is twenty-seven now. He's clawed his way from the ground up, dirt and sand gritted against his stick. He's taller than Dick, taller than he even remembers Roy being.

His Red Hood is strong and still, a bleeding stain that marks every pitch he's hit a ball on. He's not a striker, but every striker that sees him shivers. Their knees quake. Jason's thighs are big enough to crush their skulls between his muscles, and they know it. All good defenders glare with just the right spark.

And all good defenders need equally as good teammates supporting their plays. When Jason hears the name ‘Harper’, he runs.

He meets a little girl instead.

“This is Lian,” Artemis, right midfield, says. She claps a strong hand on the kid's shoulder.

She has freckles like someone Jason knows, freckles he can't quite place. She sticks her hand out. It reminds him of something.

“Hi,” she starts like they've seen each other before. “My dad said you became one of the best hockey players after only starting learning at thirteen.” She holds up a stick, a red, orange, and black stick. There's a stripe—pointed, sharp, like an arrow—in it, and a feather. “Teach me.”

Jason doesn't know who this kid is, but the green of her eyes makes him say, “Okay.”

The Outlaws have gained a new member.

[jasontoddsdarling]

18+ | college jason todd au, where he's a hockey player which has been on training camp for days, and tonight he comes back to you. you wear nothing but a pair of white lace panties and one of his old, unused jersey. the hem falls above your knees. you wait for your boyfriend by watching some series you want to catch up, but sleep takes you into the dreamland before he arrives.

when he comes back to his apartment, you are already asleep on his bed. he is surprised seeing you don his jersey—you didn't mention that to him when you texted him earlier. with ‘todd’ and his number at your back, you look so damn sexy. don't even let him ponder about how the hem rides above your thighs, on your hip, and he can see the glimpse of your cute lace panties and your bare skin.

he drops his luggage bag and immediately goes to the bathroom to clean himself up and get ready for bed so he can spoon you. or maybe if he's lucky you'll wake up and you and him can have a midnight bedroom sport.

[a-rainbow-girl-detective]

You know, there’s a surprising number of Batfam ice sports AUs for both hockey and figure skating, but as someone who has worked at an ice rink despite not being able to skate don’t @ me, I do consider it a shame that I have yet to see one which features what I think are arguably the two most important aspects of any such AU:

The Al Ghuls as Zamboni drivers, who are masters of The Pit™ (where the snow gets dumped after ice cuts)

Jason being cranky because he fell in The Pit™

(Cass has also fallen into The Pit™, of course, but nobody ever remembers, because she was normal about it.)

[sirenalpha]

ok Batman Hockey AU (no capes or superpowers of any kind)

first the team

Gotham Knights (probably)

I want them to have like Pittsburgh Penguins financial problems like they nearly get moved because of it but Bruce turns his owed salary into equity post career and helps keep the team in the city

Philadelphia Flyers style team history though like they won their first cups through physical play not being highly skilled

currently have a monochrome uniform now but everyone likes their more colorful uniforms from the 90s

Bruce Wayne

nickname: Wayner

position: left winger

play style: power forward

drafted: 5th overall

50 goal scorer in the dead puck era

one of the last guys to be high scoring and have 100+ penalty minutes

retires due to back injuries

wins one cup in the 90s

and like I said before he agrees to get partial ownership of the team to keep it in the city post retirement

Dick Grayson

nicknames: Tracy, Mr. President

position: center

play style: playmaker

drafted: 1st overall

first sign of hope as the team has been bottom of the league post Bruce's retirement

I did consider making him a goalie because of flexibility but felt him being captain was more important so center it is

one of the youngest captains in the league as he's named at the start of his sophomore season as he entered the NHL at 18

only one to go CHL as he's not American so no US National Team Development Program

cheats at face offs because if you're not cheating you're not trying

can use heel to heel for puck protection and can get off the ice on his own if he loses a blade on his skate

no one thinks he's fast until he's coming after them on the backcheck

favorite thing is stealing the puck, second favorite thing is breaking ankles

doesn't fight but he can WWE slam guys to the ice

everyone thought he was a bust for the first two years because he had no one to pass to

third year he decides to start shooting and begins to rack up more points

chats with everyone teammates, opponents, refs

always stops to sign stuff for kids

Jason Todd

nicknames: Toddy, Hot Toddy

position: right defense

play style: offensive defenseman

drafted: 62nd

dropped in the draft because he was short

got into a car accident that destroyed his knee after the draft so everyone thought his career was over

rehabbed his knee to the extreme and came back a season later and suddenly 6'0"

went NCAA before NHL to get back into it and scored a ton

cannot play defense

thinks punching guys in the face is gap control

has totally had pucks go off his ass and into his team's goal

will jump into the rush

silent wrist shot for power play goals

never talks to Dick when he gets mic'ed up

Tim Drake

nickname: Goose

position: right winger

play style: goal scorer

drafted: 15th

also dropped in the draft because he's short

USNTDP to NCAA

actually not that fast

always loses defensive coverage in the offensive zone

deceptive shot, can change the angle on goalies

always squeezes out from getting hit

active stick on defense, good at poking the puck away

lots of high sticking penalties in the early years

did get checked into his own bench one time and no one will let him forget it

Damian Wayne

nickname: also Wayner

position: center

play style: goal scorer

not drafted yet still in USNTDP

Talia refuses to get into hockey even after being with Bruce but when Damian was three she asked Bruce if skating would wear him out and he said yes so she let Damian go skate

didn't learn to how to stop until he was six because going fast was more important so either fell down or slammed into the boards to stop

vicious in family games of floor hockey

definitely practices trick shots

gets both power skating and figure skating coaching

not even in the NHL and already annoyed with media as he's predicted to go high in the draft

he'll learn to pass and play defense eventually

[cadkitten]

@jaydamiweek

[fruitfloats]

roy harper jason todd hockey au..... i shant speak more or all my blood will rush to parts unknown

[mottemort]

Jason Todd - Ice Hockey AU

[orchidsangel]

Jason Todd as an ice hockey player because he’s fucking gorgeous. (I know nothing abt ice hockey players.)

Brings you along to practices. He doesn’t force you in any way, but he enjoys it when you’re there (not only because you bring snacks and kisses).

Actually fucking combusted the first time he saw you in his jersey, freshly washed but still faintly smelling like him. He was pressing kisses to your temple, cheek and jaw all day.

Subconsciously packs some of your stuff for when he goes to games (pads/tampons, card game, fidget toy, charger, extra socks (it gets cold), hair ties(which he usually wears around his wrist), book, headphones (fully charged ofc), gloves and beanie, painkillers, iron pills if you’re low on that, sweet and savoury snacks.)

Loves to bring you with him to the gym and tries to make his work-outs shorter so you don’t sit around and bore yourself (you could never be bored, he looks majestic while he works).

He packs everything both of you could possibly need.

Except the fact that he loses his things all the time because he’d rather keep track of your stuff than his.

“Baby, hand me my mouth guard? Thanks.”

“Babe, where’s my jersey?”

“Have you seen my skates?”

“I need to drop by and buy a new roll of sports tape. You got plenty? I thought I ran out-“ (you have tons and replace the rolls each time he runs out, he always just thought he never ran out.)

He loves whenever you bring drinks for practice or games or something like that. Sure, the coffee’s piss, but you bought it for him.

He was all mushy when you told him your new lucky number was his number.

awww this is so cute :(( i also know absolutely nothing about ice hockey players i don't think i even know enough to add anything but this made me soft. not even like a fan of majorly different au's but something about jason playing a sport is sooooooooo like. i'm falling over. i'd come to all of his games even though i hate the cold and sports lmao. i'd suffer through it for him.

(you should write this au)

[veliya01]

Ice skater batfamily AU

Bruce Wayne (former skating Olympian now coach)

Dick Grayson (ice dancer to pairs skater)

Cassandra Cain (figure skater)

Jason Todd (hockey player)

Tim Drake (figure skater)

Damian Wayne (hockey player)

Basically, the former Olympian Bruce Wayne finds himself to be the one coaching the stars and prodigies of the current ice skating field. Those prodigies being his children (I wanna exclude Tim cuz his parents don't really have a reason to die and I want someone who's not Bruce funding his skating career)

Dick Grayson was the first and oldest. His family was a famous ice dancing show which disbanded after Dick's parents died due an incident. And Bruce, obviously took Dick under him

Jason Todd came next. His love for skating and hockey caused him to sneak into Bruce's rink and skate. Not long Bruce found out about it and took him under his wing to teach him how to skate

(should I try continuing this? Pt 2?)

[smittywing]

Cutting Edge AU

For @omglawd:

This is fairly self explanatory and does not yet have a title. For those of you not familiar with the MOST FORMATIVE ICE SKATING MOVIE OF THE 1990s, DB Sweeney is an injured hockey player who gets recruited to partner with figure skater Moira Kelly, who is an epic bitch to him. They tear down each other's walls and find LOVE, OF COURSE. TOE PICK!

He was late. Jason Todd sat up in bed, one hundred percent sure there should not be light shining through the windows, and scrambled for clothes. A disgruntled sound came from beneath the covers but Jason had more important things to worry about. 

Jason needed to be on the ice.

Right now. 

For Olympic hockey. 

He found pants that were probably his and pulled them on, and his warm-up jacket. His jersey and pads were already in the locker room - he just had to get from his cottage in the Olympic village to the ice center. He took off at a dead run. 

***

Tim Drake was exactly right on time. Someone had to be because Kon’s lift was late, maybe not by a lot, but enough to throw off Tim’s rhythm and cause Kon to make an unattractive noise as he fought the lack of momentum. The lift was utter garbage and Tim dropped a knee to cushion his descent because no way was Kon going to make this dismount. 

Kon did not make the dismount. Or rather, Tim did not. He hit the ice in a flat spin, rolling up on his knees as he skidded across the rink. 

***

Jason burst through the rink doors, and tried to reorient himself. There were a lot of tunnels in the multi-rink facility, so he picked one and ran. He rolled around a blind corner and slammed directly into some other guy. 

“Does this lead to the ice?” he demanded, scrambling to his feet. The guy, dark-haired, short, probably a figure skater, looked like he wanted a string of pearls to clutch, but didn't answer. “Does this go up to the ice?” he asked again, even though this guy looked like a moron who wasn't going to give him an answer. 

“Are you brain damaged?” the guy finally managed to blurt out. 

The first, instantly recognizable notes of the Star Spangled Banner echoes down the tunnel. Fuck. He’d missed the skate out. 

“Hey, Princess,” Jason said, finally finding his feet, “where I’m from, we stand for the national anthem.”

***

Tim. Was. Livid. 

***

Finally, Jason was on the ice, skating like he was born to, playing the best hockey of his life. He shoved a guy off his six and jammed his stick at the puck. It flew and fuck yes, tipped over the goalie's shoulder and popped into the net. 

Score! Jason shouted in celebration right before he got checked into the wall. No big, nothing he wasn't used to. But this time. 

This time it felt wrong. Jason felt a crushing weight on his chest, just as darkness ate up his vision. 

***

Tim hated this fucking costume. He hated the lace, he hated the collar, he hated the stupid epaulets. He also hated Kon and his flimsy grip. 

“Lock your goddamn arms,” he gritted out from behind his show smile. Kon spun and Tim quavered. He reached out with his knee to find contact with Kon’s shoulder and - fuck. 

Tim hit the ice in his side, a perfect repeat of the afternoon’s practice. This time it knocked the wind out of him and all he could see was the horrible epaulets, the spotlight squarely focused on his prone body, and the disgusted sneer on Kon’s face. 

[dc-marvel-crossovers]

Crossover pairing triad spotlight: WinterHawkHood (Bucky Barnes/Clint Barton/Jason Todd)

Part of the appeal of these three might be the way they balance each other out; there are a lot of parallels, but they have wildly different temperaments. Another part is the way they've all dabbled in dubious morality at one point or another; none fit the traditional hero mold, and they're all more interesting for it. Whatever the reason, they’re a whole lot of fun to write. And thanks to @winterhawkhood-tober, there are a decent number of fics to choose from here!

Finders Keepers by @drgrlfriend - PG, 1500 words. Funny "meet-ugly" fic in which their pets get together before they do.

Marshmallow Crime Lords series by @noxnthea and @there-must-be-a-lock - PG-13, 46k and counting. Fluffy feel-good series with established WinterHawkHood and lots of general Batfam shenanigans.

Penguin by @claraxbarton - teen, 4700 words. Hockey AU! Clara posted a WHH fic every day during October and is singlehandedly responsible for well over a third of the fics in this tag, and it was hard to narrow down which ones to include, but this is a standout.

Third Wheel by @kangofu-cb - explicit, 10,770 words. Absolutely stellar threesome, featuring established Winterhawk with Jason as the guest star. Starts hilarious, gets scorching-hot, ends with a hint of feelings.

Staring At The Sun (Can't Look Away) series by @flowerparrish - 9k total, individual fics range from T to explicit. Adorable coffeeshop AU featuring trans!Clint and lots of fluff.

Snow On The Beach series by @bittercape - fics range from T to explicit, 13k total. Poly negotiations. Some fics are cute and fluffy, some are super sexy, all have great characterization and relationship dynamics.

Tear Through The Night And Raise Some Hell by @carcrash429 - explicit, 6500 words. Vampires! Spooky, angsty, and intriguing.

Raven & Raven(ous) by @claraxbarton and @kangofu-cb - teen/explicit and 4600/7400 respectively. Magic AU! The first fic is Clara's fun setup for a whole beautifully-sketched-out universe; the second is CB's deliciously smutty follow-up, set about a year later.

Feels Like The First Time by @mightymightygnomepriest - explicit, 2k. An incredibly sweet, poignant, and sexy fic about Clint and Bucky giving Jason a second chance at a first time.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Bruised Figure

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: Jason aspires to become a figure skater despite obstacles in his personal life.

Chapters: 2/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Catherine Todd, Willis Todd, Dick Grayson, Cassandra Cain

Additional Tags: Figure Skater AU, Chronically Ill Jason Todd, Hurt/Comfort

Chapter Two: Corkscrew

The year after Jason's skating lessons with Catherine started, he saw the World Figure Skating Championship for the first time. His eyes were glued to the screen as the men and women glode across the ice. Catherine slept on the couch behind him. That was all she did as of late. So, he'd skate by himself. He couldn't afford to go to the rinks, so he took his ice skates to the private academy. A girl in their neighborhood showed him how to sneak onto the campus once, and he was still small enough to fit under the hole in the fence. Jason was determined to do what he saw the men on tv doing, even if it took him a lifetime to learn. He found the unlocked entrance to the school's gym, and he snuck down to their ice rink.

Once Jason managed to pull the heavy metal doors open, a few boys and girls were already there. He hesitated, but the slamming of the door behind him drew attention to him. "If you snuck in to skate, you're one of us!" one of the boys yelled. All the other children agreed with him. Their voices melded together as they shared their thoughts. Jason rushed down the bleachers and took his shoes off, tying them around his neck before putting on his ice skates.

An older girl skated toward him and stopped right in front of him. "You wanna see something cool?" the older girl asked. Jason nodded. He moved a few paces away from Jason before approaching a spin. Jason waited for the girl to come back, but the girl didn't. She just kept skating. Eventually, Jason checked his skates to see if they were tied correctly and went out on the ice. He was scared to skate close to all the older kids, so he kept close to the edge. Before attempting anything, Jason closed his eyes and imagined Catherine was right there. The thought of her voice soothed him, and when he opened his eyes, he was spinning.

It caught the older boy's attention, and Jason's breath caught as the boy that first spoke to him came close. He swallowed hard and swizzled backward into the guard rail. "How old are you?" he asked.

Jason chewed his lip and whispered, "I'm six years old." He wrung his little hands, and the older boy backed away, just enough for Jason to see that he wasn't a threat. Jason's shoulders relaxed.

"Do that spin again," the older boy commanded softly. Jason nodded and closed his eyes again, focusing only on the imagined sound of Catherine's voice, and when he opened his eyes, he did it again. He felt self-conscious, but the wide-eyed look of wonder in the older boy's eyes set him at ease. "I know most boys in Gotham wanna go into hockey, but I think you should think about figure skating. You'd be good at it." The older boy messed his hair up and glid away. Jason grinned an open mouth grin, and he kept practicing at the same spin until he was too tired to go on.

He changed into his shoes and took the bus home. It was nearly dinnertime when he got back, and Willis was furious. "And where the hell have you been?" Willis yelled. Jason took his skates off his neck and set them down on the floor. "It's almost dinnertime, and don't tell me you were at the rink because I didn't give you any money to go! I checked!" Willis picked him up and shook him.

"I went to the rink at the rich school," Jason confessed. Willis dropped Jason, and he landed hard on the carpet. Jason closed his eyes, anticipating a blow to the head, but nothing happened. He opened his eyes and wiped his face as a few tears slid down his cheeks. Willis crouched down in front of him. "Honest," Jason whispered.

"Go get ready for dinner," Willis muttered. Jason got up and ran off to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Catherine sat up on the couch and looked around the room. "Was that Jason?" Catherine asked. Willis didn't answer. He turned the oven off and sat down at the kitchen island. Jason came out of the bathroom, and he went straight to Catherine.

She wrapped her arms around him, but it didn't give him any comfort. Her weight was heavy on his shoulders, and she smelled different. He wanted to pull away from her, but he didn't want to hurt Catherine's feelings. When she let go, he went to the kitchen and took his tv dinner out of the oven, and he sat down at the coffee table on the floor. Willis had a drink and sat down across from Jason, blocking his view. "The two of us guys should go to the gym. Hit the heavy bag," Willis grinned, "Give the skates a rest during the warmer weather?"

Jason looked down at his dinner. He didn't want to make Willis mad. "I like ice skating," Jason mumbled. Willis grabbed his wrist as a threat.

"I'll be damned if I let my son—."

"Willis, let him go," Catherine whispered. Jason took a deep breath and tried to take his wrist back. Willis held his arm in an even tighter grip in response. Jason let out a whimper, and he nearly let out a cry as Willis picked him up by his arm. "Willis, stop! You're gonna break his arm!" He yanked Jason over the coffee table, and Jason's arm popped.

He started to wail violently, and once Willis realized what he'd done, he cursed under his breath. "Shhh... Stop crying. Shit. Jason, I'm taking you to the emergency room," Willis whispered, "Just stop screaming! Stop!" Jason tried to, but he couldn't stop crying.

"Give him to me," Catherine whispered as she got up from the couch. He picked Jason up, gave him to Catherine, and she followed Willis downstairs. She stumbled a few times down the steps, and Jason held onto her with his uninjured arm. "I know it hurts, but you're gonna be alright."

Willis hailed a cab, and the three of them got in. "The emergency room," Willis commanded calmly. Catherine buckled her seatbelt while holding Jason on her lap. Jason hadn't stopped crying since his shoulder popped out of its socket.

"Can you roll the back window down a little? Maybe the cold air will calm him down," Catherine whispered. The driver nodded and rolled Catherine's window down. Willis tried to touch Catherine's arm, and she pulled away. Catherine pressed a kiss to Jason's head and whispered something to Jason that neither Jason nor Willis could make out. The cab driver heard her, and he continued to drive towards the emergency room.

Catherine carried Jason to the front desk while Willis paid the cab driver. The nurse took him to check his vitals, and she took off his jacket to look at his arm. "Hi, I'm Nurse Lila. How old are you, sweetheart?" the nurse asked. Jason tried to stop crying as he answered her, but he couldn't calm himself. Catherine lied about Jason playing at the playground and popping his shoulder out of the socket. The nurse nodded, and she took Jason and Catherine into the hall, and Willis followed behind them. Lila explained what was going on and gave Jason a sedative. During that time, she sat and talked with him. "How old are you, sweetie?"

"Six," Jason hiccupped as he calmed down.

"So you're first grade?" Nurse Lila asked. Jason nodded. "Can you tell me what time it is on the clock right now?"

Jason sat up and looked at the clock on the wall while the nurse popped his shoulder back into its socket, and she messed up his hair. The sudden shift startled him, but it didn't hurt. "Seven-oh-three," Jason answered. She chuckled and said something to his parents, and he lay back in his seat. He didn't remember much after that.

When he woke up, he was in his pajamas, and his arm was in a sling. He was still sore, but Willis never asked him about boxing after that. It was the last time they ever talked about Jason's skating. Willis left it alone after that, but the fear never left Jason.

[sirenalpha]

part 2 of batman hockey au

aka heights and weights and I'm not convinced DC knows what athletes weigh based on the DC wiki

Bruce at 6'2" and 210 lbs is fine for him this is a real height and weight for an NHLer and power forward though I think he does get drawn heavier than that

the rest though are questionable

Dick Grayson is listed at 5'10" and 175 lbs and to that I say where is the rest of him

idk gymnast or acrobat typical weights especially not for being 5'10" but I think he's drawn like he should at least be in the 180s and if he's going to be a hockey player he should be trying to push for 200 lbs because shorter NHL forwards like to put on muscle and he needs the lower body strength

also he should be lying and his official NHL height listed as 5'11"

Jason Todd is the other way around because he's listed at 6'0" and 225 lbs and what are we including armor in this weight??

I think Bruce and Dick are both drawn more muscle bound but that could also be because they have more skin tight costumes but still Jason should be like 6'3" to weigh that much but he seems to be drawn around Dick's height or only slightly taller aka mostly accurate to listed heights

and anyways 6'0" actually isn't tall for an NHL defenseman which is half the reason I made him an offensive defenseman because short defensemen in the NHL get fast rather than putting on weight

so I think Jason should be lying that he's 6'0" and actually 5'11" and be around 190 lbs

Tim Drake is listed as 5'6" and 131 lbs which even if this is supposed to be for a 17 year old I think he's drawn both taller and heavier than that and it's not enough for the NHL

I think he should actually be 5'9" by the time he enters the NHL and at least 170 lbs so he doesn't get snapped like a twig though probably closer to 180 lbs once he's in his twenties

Damian Wayne is listed as 5'4" and 140 lbs so heavier than Tim Drake even though he's drawn as smaller than him

I think that height and weight is supposed to be for him at 13-14 and honestly idk I only know NHLers and older teen prospects so I have no idea if this is good or not

I do kinda want him to end up being a giant child like there are 6'+ teenagers in juniors but it might better if he's like 5'10" in his later teens and everyone's like is he gonna be a late bloomer or not and then shoot up a couple more inches just in time for the draft

[meaninglessblah-writes]

2023 Annual Wrap-Up!

Here’s the 2023 wrap-up, in case you missed it…

Current word count: 1,386,078  

(up 103,887 words from last year) 

2023 Events:

Snap My Choker (BruJay Zine)

A Love Story (BruJay Zine)

Service, Please (Riddlebat Zine)

Vulnerable (Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne)

Minimum Wage (Fast Food Zine)

Maturity (Damian Wayne Zine)

Incentive (DCU Rarepair Exchange)

Ceasefire (DCU Rarepair Exchange)

Extraction (WilsonDick Winter Exchange)

Chiaroscuro (Batfam AU Zine)

You're holding the knife, I wish you would cut to the chase (Batfam Kinkmas Exchange)

New Fics:

Perspective (Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne)

Shoot Your Shot with Nightwang & Scandalsavage (Roy Harper/Jason Todd)

I'm Afraid Of All I Am (My Mind Feels Like A Foreign Land) (Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson)

Convalescent Vow (Retributory Shroud)

Pleated (Hockey RPF: Travis Konecny/Nolan Patrick)

Borrowing (Stephanie Brown/Tim Drake/Jason Todd)

Caught Red-Handed (Jason Todd/Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson)

Viscera (Retributory Shroud)

I'm The Bottom If I'm Not On Top (David Cain/Slade Wilson)

New Art:

Adonis (Dick Grayson)

Pothos (Tim Drake)

Anteros (Damian Wayne)

Zephyrus (Conner Kent)

Flash Fics:

Appeal (Jonathan Kent/Damian Wayne)

You Are Enough (Tim Drake & Jason Todd)

Private Show (Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne)

Reclamation Project (Tim Drake & Jason Todd)

Gentle Enough To Bruise (Joker/Jason Todd)

Sweater Souvenir (Roy Harper/Slade Wilson)

Loose Tongue (Tim Drake/Jason Todd)

Thigh Highs (Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson)

Run-In (Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson)

Taking Turns (Tim Drake/Slade Wilson)

Star-scarred (Tim Drake/Jason Todd)

Rougher (Tim Drake/Slade Wilson)

Two For Flinching (Harvey Dent/Jason Todd)

Open (Jason Todd/Bruce Wayne)

Delicious Predicaments (Stephanie Brown/Talia al Ghul)

Vertigo (Dick Grayson/Clark Kent)

Fountain (Apollo/Jason Todd)

A Short Jump (Tim Drake/Tim Drake/Slade Wilson)

Claim Me (Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne)

Kettlebell (Dick Grayson/Roman Sionis)

Give Me Your Worst (I'll Take It) (Dick Grayson/Roy Harper)

Model (Tim Drake/Jason Todd)

Partition (Dick Grayson/Bruce Wayne)

Eggplant (Stephanie Brown/Jason Todd)

Tundra (Dick Grayson/Clark Kent)

Eyes On The Road (Jason Todd/Slade Wilson)

Idol (Tim Drake/Bruce Wayne)

Distance (Apollo/Midnighter/Slade Wilson)

Bring To Heel (Talia al Ghul/Slade Wilson)

Scope (Tim Drake/Slade Wilson)

Updated Works:

Stripped, Chapter 5

Check Yourself: Art Collection, Chapter 7

An Honest Mistake, Chapter 7 & 8

The Agency Maid, Chapters 2 to 7

Gift Works:

Guilt (Retributory Shroud, for arsenicgreen)

Tying Knots (Retributroy Shroud, for snowinthestars)

Regurgitate (Tim Drake/Jason Todd, for Anonymous)

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Acquisition by boyswonder

Kiss, Kiss, Fall in Love by walkerofthestars

Inferno by cadkitten

Skull by clarityhiding

eat your young before they eat you by sharpbluejay

Mistress by Reagy_Jay

Date Night by Anoonie

Winner's Room (Holiday Edition) by cadkitten

Blue Eyes Shining like the Sea by anotherDeadRobin

Ribbons and Bows by khthonicEcho

Come and open yourself up to me by Reagy_Jay

Salt And Copper by OkayAristotle

broken the same way by LizzieMack

A natural by forestgreen

Control by Valmouth

love to praise me, hate me, shame me by LizzieMack

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your bets on red by kuro49

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