#slade wilson is a good dad

[saturdaynightfrightclub]

As a DP X DC fanfic author…

Was anyone going to tell me that Damian Wayne has a CANONICAL biological brother (basically the same age!!) with WHITE HAIR and GREEN EYES who was tortured by Ras, or was I just supposed to find that out myself????

(He’s from the Robin (2021) comic run and first (?) showed up during the Lazarus games. He’s the clone-baby of Talia and Slade Wilson (death stroke). The Al-Ghuls never gave him a name, and basically only kept him around as spare parts for Dami :(. He calls himself Respawn and I already love him.)

Dont think about how Damian and Respawn never got to be brothers :) don’t think about how Mara was pitted against her cousin from birth and neither her nor Damian could just be kids :)) Dont think about how Talia kept a son from both Bruce and Slade, who are known to love their children to the point of destruction :))) Don’t think about how Mara only ever wanted to be recognized as being worth something, how Damian only wanted to belong, or how Respawn only wanted to be loved. :)))) Don’t think about how this means that Ra’s Al-Ghul had three children he broke like they were nothing at all. :)))))

[marirah]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson, Jason Todd & Slade Wilson & Respawn, Respawn & Jason Todd, Respawn & Slade Wilson, Tim Drake/Dick Grayson Characters: Jason Todd, Respawn (DCU), Slade Wilson, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, mentioned Alfred pennyworth - Character, Mentioned Damian Wayne - Character, mentioned Stephanie Brown - Character Additional Tags: Touch-Starved, Domestic Fluff, Scarecrow's Fear Toxin (DCU), Baking, Protective Slade Wilson, Slade Wilson is Deathstroke, Parent Slade Wilson, and he's trying his best! this time, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Dick Grayson is Batman, Tim Drake is Nightwing, Dick Grayson is a Talon Series: Part 4 of Year of the OTP/Year of Jason and Slade 2023 (combined), Part 7 of Jayde Works Summary:

Jason spends a nice afternoon with his boys, then has to deal with some Batman level bullshit

  written for the Year of Jason and Slade prompts "touch starved" and "accidental love confession" and the Birdwatchers 365 Day challenge prompt "patient"

[toomanyfandoms11]

Background on the Tim hiring Deathstroke thing in this https://www.tumblr.com/toomanyfandoms11/749474013724721152/toomanyfandoms

In my little universe that I like to maladaptive daydream in basically, Janet Drake, Slade Wilson, and Wade Wilson are all siblings.

Janet is the oldest child, and thefore according to family tradition the only child that cannot legally be linked to any crime (plz ask me about the Drake family lore. Also, Jack was the one killed by Captain Boomerang ).

Slade and Wade are twins, (their father had a sense of humor and their mother was too out of it to complain.) and bear the title of murder uncles.

Getting to the Joker bit: when Jason was being killed by the Joker, Tim was on a “family holiday”(training trip) to upstate New York (X-Mansion, most of the X-Men were too afraid to ask about the 10 year old that followed Deadpool around except for Wolverine, who taught him how to skin a moose, and Madelyne Pryor for some reason) and as a result did not learn about his death until about a month or so after it happened.

When Tim learned about his death he decided to wait a bit for Batman to settle down, thinking that he just needed to get the anger stage of grief out of the way and then he would go to therapy like a normal person. Tim was the sort of kid that would read the picture books about getting over grief when he was waiting in the doctors office.

Unfortunately, there were no picture books about superhero phycology. After about few months, Batman showing no signs of stopping and expressing his grief like a normal person, Nightwing finding out about Jason’s death through a newspaper tabloid and the two of them having an argument on top of the Gcpd station that was live-streamed by anyone with a phone and became headline news for a week, Tim decided to take matters into his own hands and hire his current favorite uncle (Wade had recently given him a pair of socks as a gift instead of the forensics book he wanted) and ask him politely (blackmail him with the time Slade had given him coffee while babysitting) to kill the Joker, “Pretty please Uncle Slade? I’ll make you cookies!”

Slade accepted this offer and went (with no small amount of glee/relief) to finally put a bullet through that waste of carbon’s skull. But, alas, Paul Verlaine (King of Assassins, Executive in the Port Mafia, Ex-Titans member and former boyfriend of Nightwing) got there first. After this, Tim’s story goes the route you would expect (with a twist~). After one too many times of Batman putting criminals in the ICU instead of talking to a therapist, Tim decides enough is enough and goes to Nightwings apartment in Bludhaven to ask him to arrange an intervention for Batman with the Justice League, or he will release Batman and Nightwings identity’s to the public.

Dick Grayson, after hearing this, dose not go “This seems like Bruce’s problem” and drop him off at the Batcave. He instead goes “who’s sassy lost child is this”, has the Bat-adoption gene arise for the first time, and decides that he will adopt this child who ran around Gotham alone stalking Batman and Robin, or die trying.

Janet, after talking with the man who drove her child back from Bludhaven at 4:30 am, is slightly leaning towards the second option, but she knows that A. Jack is a terrible father, and while she tries her best, she is also not winning mom of the year anytime soon and B. Shared custody is a thing.

And so, after 3 sword fights (one for each Drake-Wilson sibling), 5 panicked calls to Alfred about “Holy frick I’m turning into Bruce”, many late nights studying “how do I parent a 10 year old”, 1 realization of “holy **** I really do want to be a parent”, and a very well paid lawyer ( Matt Murdock), Dick Grayson becomes the legal parent of a one Timothy Drake, with the media explanation (that is true, but deleteing the superhero parts) being that Janet and Jack realized that they could not be the parents the Tim deserved to have, and that Dick Grayson could. (They got alternating weekends and cultural holidays (Jack is Chinese).

After a month or so, Dick takes Tim to meet Bruce (Dick did the intervention thing, it took the combined forces of Superman, Wonder Woman, Black Canary, Alfred, and Catwoman to get him to go to therapy.) and in the meeting Tim cheerfully reveals that A. He had figured out Batman and Robins secret identities when he was 9 (He went to a gala that the Wayne’s were at, and Dick did a quadruple somersault off of a chandelier that Tim remembered Nightwing doing) and B. He once hacked into Shield on accident when he was looking for a website that had a show he liked on it

[sunayyyy]

Pisses me off when an author is super fucking particular about being canon compliant for ONE character, but tweaking others so much that it's basically ooc. Just read a fic where the author criticised bruce (rightfully so) but then had slade wilson adopt the batkids. SLADE??? REALLY??? his whole bullshit with dick, rose's eye, him being a pedophile, we're just gonna ignore that? Now, i hate bruce wayne as much as the next guy, but i loathe when people try to glorify or villainise others by stripping away canon.

[dc-worse-dad-poll]

“slade was a GOOD father”-tales of teen titans 44

i’m sure that counts for something

he like

immediately fucked that up majorly…but it’d be funny if he got eliminated

tales of the teen titans (1984) #44

i am genuinely trying to remain unbiased in this whole poll (except in small things that are funny, not annoying, like the poll photos) but if you are mentioning slade wilson it is my duty to tear him to pieces.

for context, Tales of the Teen Titans #44 is the introduction to Joey and also explains Slade's backstory. which we do not need to get into the gritty details of, but it's actually similar to Captain America in Marvel except Slade is a piece of shit about it.

grant is born while slade is in the army still and joey is born while he's a hunter but before he's deathstroke. but slade switches to being deathstroke FAST and starts using his family as a cover. who will think the old guy at the PTA meetings who hosts big parties and loves his kids and treats his wife properly will be deathstroke the fucking mercenary?

deathstroke inc (2021) #15

and here's the thing. anyone who reads a deathstroke or wilson family kid's comics knows that slade does genuinely love his family, in his own twisted way. which is why he's such a bad dad. for this, i always cite the same fucking comics because it's so fucking good.

teen titans (2003) #78

the thing about slade is that he's going to be a terrible father and person no matter what. but he loves his kids, so he justifies all those terrible things by saying he loves them and is trying to keep them safe. which is fucking bonkers, because if he really wanted them out of his life, he'd stop going after them. like how he puts out a bounty on rose in deathstroke (2016) #2.

this is the guy who would rather save his ego and reputation than his own son. whose actions resulted in the death of his eldest and he proceeded to blame on a bunch of teenagers with a vengeance. and slade is fantastic at justifying his shitty as actions and making himself seem either not that bad or like he's been wronged.

and just like slade always chases after his kids, always brings them back and treats them like utter shit, his kids always go back to him, too.

more panels from teen titans #77-78, but honestly just read any comic with him and the kids and you'll get this "i hate you i love you please change for me" dynamic.

so. sure, you can argue that slade used to be a good dad, but it's pretty obvious in any wilson family reading that he's always used his family to further his own desires.

even with grant, when he found him again as ravager, it was to use grant for a job, not because he loved and missed his son. and then he justifies that by raging a war against the titans for generations in Grant's name.

so. yeah. slade's love always comes broken and with some sort of asterisk. he's a good dad when it benefits him. he's a bad one when it benefits him. because that's the kind of person he is. so addie is saying he was a good father because that's the show he was putting on for her and the kids.

[ungodlybliss]

bro this part had me in TEARSSSS

i cant help but be so happy when slade and rose have even the slightest happy moment and then i feel like im being gaslit

[vanitxsz]

breathe in the night air

[charlieeenby]

whumptober '24

day 6: unhealthy coping mechanisms/healed wrong

when bruce said he'd stay out of his children's lives, he never thought he'd be able to miss something like this

warnings and tags: angst, fear toxin, self harm, minor slade wilson/dick grayson, creepy slade wilson (he's not evil in this one, but he's definitely a little creepy), broken bones, medical inacuracies, bruce trying to be a good dad, jason trying to be a good brother,

there is talk of self harm in this fic. please don't read if that triggers you.

Bruce stared at the x-rays Leslie had put up for him to see. Half healed breaks and bright white lines crossed almost every inch of bone.

His son’s bones. Dick’s bones. What had happened to his boy?

“W-how?” he whispered, still staring.

“Bruce, either he was tortured or he doesn’t get the right treatment. If any. Because if I’d been treating him, I would have seen this.” Leslie said, voice firm, but Bruce knew she was just as worried.

“I don’t…”

“Has he been missing at all recently? Last… six months or so?”

“Not… not for more than a week. He goes to space with the Titans a lot, I think.” Bruce wasn’t sure and he hated that. Hated that he didn’t know what his son did. But he’d promised to back off. To not stalk his kids because they hated it and they pulled away when he did.

But now… now he wanted to keep Dick and all of his kids here, in the manor, away from anything that could ever hurt them.

“I’m going to compare these to the ones I have. If you could give me any you have, it would help.”

“With what?”

Leslie spoke in a gentle voice. “Figuring out when this happened.”

“Oh. Right. Um, Alfred…” Bruce trailed off, mentally trying to make a timeline. But there were so many. So many breaks and cracks.

“Do you want me to ask Alfred?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.” Leslie set a hand on Bruce’s shoulder, then walked away.

For a moment, Bruce just stared at the x-rays. Then he sighed and walked over to Dick’s bed, sitting down next to Jason.

“Jaylad?” he whispered.

“What?”

“Are you… okay”?” Bruce knew he wasn’t, and when Jason gave him funny look, he smiled a little. “I know. I just… talk to me. Please.”

Jason blinked. “Saw the x-rays.”

Bruce hummed.

“Ain’t normal.”

“No. Leslie’s going to try to figure out a timeline. I’ll… we’ll talk to him when he wakes up. We’ll find out what’s happening.”

Jason hesitated, clearly wanting to say something.

“Jay? If you know something… I’m not mad at him. No matter what, I’m not mad. I’m worried. I’m scared. My son’s hurt and been hurting and I didn’t know.”

A soft sigh, then Jason said, “He’s been seeing Deathstroke. I don’t know why, or what they do. I just know that every so often, he meets up with him. I’m not telling you how I know.”

Bruce wanted to scream. “Okay. Does – is Dick hurt when he comes back from these meetings?”

“Not sure. I don’t see ‘im till a couple days after he gets back usually.” Jason cleared his throat. “He seems okay then, though.”

That was something, Bruce supposed. “Thank you for telling me, Jaylad.”

“You didn’t hear it from me. He’ll be pissed.”

“I know. I’ll tell him I figured it out on my own.”

Jason frowned, looking over. “Didn’t you say you’d keep out?”

“I did. But I’d rather he be mad at me than at you.”

“Oh.”

It took a few hours for Leslie to come back. And when she did, she was frowning. “Bruce, can I talk to you? Privately?” her eyes darted around Dick’s bed, scanning over all of the kids surrounding his bed.

Bruce stood. “We can talk somewhere else, but there’s cameras here, and Tim can hack them all. And Barbra has access.”

A frown then, “I’d like to tell you first, then.”

“Tim, Barbra.”

“Yeah, I got it.” Tim mumbled, putting his phone down.

Barbra glanced at Leslie, then nodded.

“Thank you.” Bruce said, leading Leslie to a secluded part of the cave. “What is it?”

She took a deep breath. “I don’t – I think this all started after… well, I don’t know what it was. You handled it and the files are labeled… improperly.”

Bruce only did that when it his children asked and there had been few times he’d agreed. “When?”

“Right after you adopted Jason. There’s a gap. And it’s not that he was with the Titans, because you have those files. But while he was with the Titans, for about two months, there’s nothing, then he comes here and receives treatment for a lot of injuries on par with torture. Then he goes back to Titans.”

Bruce froze. “What?” Deathstroke. “Shit.”

“Bruce, what happened?”

“I can’t tell you. Treat him.” Bruce didn’t give her a chance to answer before he’d turned on his heel and strode away, going for his suit. He met Jason’s eyes as he walked past, and then Jason was out of his seat and following him. “B?”

“Jason, stay here -”

“No. I’m coming with you. Don’t be stupid.”

Bruce hesitated, torn between listening to his son and wanting to keep him here.

“I know more. I’ll let you lead, but you need me and you know it.”

“...Fine.”

“Thank you.” Jason said quietly, grabbing his helmet. “I assume you know where I’m staying?”

“I do.”

“I’ll meet you there.” Jason put his helmet on and went to bis bike, speeding off before anyone could say anything. All eyes were on Bruce now.

“Jason and I are going to take care of something. I need the rest of you to stay here. Please.”

“Regular check ins.” Barbra said, no room for argument.

“Of course.”

Bruce slipped in through the window, Jason right behind him. He could hear voices. Slade and an older man. They moved through the shadows, stopping in the doorway of the kitchen. The older man saw him and frowned.

“Slade, you seem to have a visitor.”

He hadn’t seen Jason. Good.

Slade turned around. “I’d ask how you found me but… well, I think it’s rather obvious. Why are you here?” he just sounded annoyed.

“Nightwing.”

Slade’s face twitched, though anyone else would’ve missed it. “What about him?”

“He’s been meeting up with you. Why?” Bruce didn’t make any accusations. He didn’t want to piss Slade off anymore than he already had. “What are you doing with him?”

A sick grin split Slade’s face. “You sure you wanna know what I’m doing with your son?”

He didn’t. But he needed to. “…does it involve breaking his bones?”

Slade faltered. “What?”

“When he’s with you, are his bones being broken?”

“No. Why would you even think that?”

Bruce huffed, and turned away. As much as he hated to admit it, Slade was telling the truth.

“Wayne. What’s going on?”

“Someone, something, broke his bones.”

“Which ones?”

“All of them.”

A moment of silence. “You don’t know when it happened?”

“No.”

“When I had him, when he was a teenager, I gave him some of the serum I was given.”

Bruce turned, glaring. “What?” he hissed.

“He didn’t know. He was out when I did it. He may not know he’s breaking anything.”

“He – no. These are full breaks. There’s no way he doesn’t know.”

Slade frowned, and said nothing.

“Is it the serum?”

“No. But hairline fractures, little cracks… those he may not know about.”

Bruce held back a winne gave him a curt nod. “Anything else you want to share?”

“Not particularly.”

“Goodbye.” Bruce turned and followed Jason out of the house.

“Wayne.” Slade called, and Bruce stopped, but didn’t look back. “When you find out who, tell me. Or send Hood to tell me.”

“Why?” Bruce knew why.

“I think you know the answer to that.”

He gritted his teeth and left.

“B?” Dick’s raspy voice jolted Bruce awake, blinking at his son.

“Dick. You’re awake.”

“Yeah… what happened?”

“You were hit with fear gas. You fell a bit and we – Leslie and I were worried you’d broken something so I brought you to the cave and we did a full set of x-rays. We x-rayed your whole body.”

Dick didn’t flinch or suck in air or look away or do anything to indicate that he knew what they’d seen on the x-rays. “Did I? Break something, I mean.”

“Not this time, no. But… we did find something concerning.”

“What?” Dick still seemed unaware.

Bruce sighed. “Dick, you know you can go to Leslie for treatment, right? I don’t have access to your medical records anymore.”

“I do.”

“Then – then can you tell me who’s bee treating the breaks?”

Dick frowned at Bruce. “What breaks?”

There was the lie. Bruce saw it now. “Your bones, Dick. They’ve been broken so many times. Most of them we don’t have records of. We checked. Well, Leslie did.”

Dick turned away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Dick-”

“I said I don’t know!” he yelled. Jason and Tim, who had been talking quietly at the computer stopped and turned around. Jason was walking over.

“The fuck did you say, old man?” he snapped at Bruce, assuming something had been said.

“I didn’t – I’m sorry. I just, Dick, I don’t believe that you have no idea that you’ve been breaking your bones.”

Jason frowned, looking over to Dick, waiting.

“Well, you should because I don’t.”

“Dickie, have you seen the pictures?” Jason asked softly.

“What? No, why?”

“B, show ‘im.”

Bruce hesitated.

“Now, Bruce.”

He stood and grabbed a tablet sitting nearby, and pulled up Dick’s x-rays. Then he handed the tablet to Dick.

Quietly, Dick scrolled through the images. His expression didn’t change.

“Dickie, tell us what’s going on.” Jason said, making sure he spoke softly and gently.

“I told you, I don’t know.”

“Is it Slade?” Jason asked. “Is he hurting you?”

Dick’s head snapped up. “How do you-” he turned to Bruce. “You’ve been stalking me, haven’t you?” he snarled.

Before Bruce could respond, Jason said, “No, he hasn’t. I saw that Slade was in Blud so I went to check on you. I saw you get into a car with ‘im. And then I started checking the cameras there and every so often, you go with him. We went and talked to him. But if he’s hurting you-”

“He’s not.” Dick said quietly. “It’t not Slade.”

“Then who is, chum? Please, let us help.” Bruce begged, touching Dick’s hand.

For a few minutes, Dick was silent. Then he said, “I am.”

“What?” Bruce asked, and Jason frowned.

“I’m doing it. I get – when I break something, I don’t let it heal right.”

“The hell would you do that for?” Jason asked.

“Because… if I did it any other way, you’d have all figured it out a long time ago.”

Jason was still frowning. “What-”

“Jason, can you give us a moment.” Bruce said, making it clear that he wasn’t asking. “Take Tim upstairs.”

“But-”

“Now.”

Jason huffed, but listened, and walked away, dragging Tim with him. Bruce waited a minute before he said softly to Dick, “It’s self harm. That’s what this is.”

Dick nodded once.

“I’m going to give you resources. If you haven’t tried any by the end of the month, I’m going to intervene. Is that fair?”

“Two months.”

“No.”

Dick sighed, irritated. “Fine.”

“Thank you.” Bruce said softly, then, “What… what are you doing with Slade?”

“Um, we, uh, we have sex.”

Bruce winced. “Is it – is it con – no. Is that a – is that something I need to worry about?”

Dick shook his head. “It’s consensual. It’s not me trying to get hurt. It’s – I don’t know. I don’t have to be perfect. And I know you don’t expect that, but… other heroes do.”

That made Bruce frown. “Who?”

“No. No, you stay out of that, I’m handling it.”

Bruce sighed. “I will stay out of it so long as I don’t see or hear it happening.”

“You’re very difficult.” Dick grumbled.

“Where do you think you all get it from?”

Dick laughed, and Bruce relaxed a little. Maybe everything would be okay.

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DPXDC prompt. Nanny Wilson

Little Danny is almost lost in the mall when his parents suddenly run too fast in an attempt to catch up a ghost that their equipment has detected. Young Fenton is not a crybaby at all, but being alone without daddy and mommy is a little scary, so he begins to whimper and run around, trying to find familiar features in the blurry figures around him. Finally, he bumps into the thigh with a gun. It doesn't look much like an ectoblast, but dad is always inventing something new, so Danny quickly hugs this leg as hard as he can and begs loudly.

Danny: Daddy! Don't leave me! Slade: What the hell… Boy, I'm not your dad.

Danny blinks a few times and realizes that this man really doesn't look like Jack.

Danny: Oh. I'm sowwy. Can you help me find my daddy?

Slade: What makes you think I'm going to do this?

Danny: You have a gun and dad has a gun, so you're good. Are you here to hunt too? Slade: Something like that...What's your father's name, kid?

Jack: Danny! There you are!

A huge figure in a hazmat suit rushes towards them and Danny notices that his new friend is hastily hiding the weapon. To cheer up the man who is obviously meeting Jack Fenton for the first time, Danny smiles broadly. Dad may look scary, but he doesn't steal other people's toys.

Jack: Oh, thanks for looking after him. Our goal turned out to be too fast and we didn't even notice when our boy started to fall behind. Slade: No problem, colleague. Maddie: ? Danny: Kind uncle is also a hunter. Maddie: Oh, that's great! Em, sorry, but is there any chance that you have a time to look after our boy for a few days? We'll pay you well. You see, he rarely trusts people so quickly, and we absolutely do not have time to look for a replacement for our old nanny, and we really need to complete the last project as soon as possible.

Looking at the giggling boy trying to see if there are any other interesting things on him, Wilson decides that this will not be a bad experience in case he decides to establish a relationship with his found daughter.

Slade: All right, I'll take your order.

~~~About ten years later~~~

Danny, who is much more familiar with death than in canon, after being freshly ghosted: Damn, nanny will be so mad at me.

~~~~~ Danny: Hey, Slade. Do you want me to show you something cool? Slade: Not now, kid, nanny is cleaning up. Danny: Yeah, about that. *makes a corpse go through the ground* Ta-da! Can we talk now? Slade at the first second: *Surprised Pikachu face*. Slade when he notices a strange glow around Danny, like from ectoplasm in the lab of the boy's parents: >:( … >:( … >:( Danny: S-stop it!

~~~~~ Slade: And take out the bloodstains from those shirts too, they're my favorites. Danny: Oh dude, have you heard that child labor is illegal? Slade: Whoever doesn't help uncle Slade doesn't get a new knife for Christmas. Danny: Pfff…Now I'm my own weapon, come up with something new or I'll find myself a cooler mentor. Slade: Jackanapes!

~~~~~

When Wilson stumbles upon a distraught runaway Robin, he sincerely tries to take care of him as well as he took care of Danny. Deathstroke is an experienced babysitter, so there shouldn't be any problems with vigilante child being around on his missions. All children love knives, workouts and guns, right? Plus, staying alone when they are upset, as Jazz says, is unhealthy.

~~~~A few days later~~~~

Dick's thoughts: He wants to make me his evil sidekick, oh no! Wilson's thoughts: What's wrong with this kid? Batman so fucked up? Wayne needs to be stripped of his parental rights. I'm calling Jazz.

~~~~~

Wilson, who does not understand that he has been hanging out with Fentons too long, looks with perplexity at Grayson, who's running away from flying pieces of Maddie's pizza, then shoots some pepperoni and sits down at the table. It's going to be a long way. Poor boy.

~~~~~

Meanwhile, Fenton family is visiting Masters for the first time. Vlad tries to flirt with Maddie and then pretends to be good-natured while getting to know Danny.

Danny: I know 54 ways to kill you with this fork. If I were you I think I'd watch my mouth. Jack: He's joking, V-man. Danny: I'm not. Jack: He's just like his babysitter. They have such an unusual sense of humor. I think our boy really likes you! Usually Danny is too shy to talk like this with strangers. Vlad: Babysitter? Maddie: Yes, Mr. Wilson helped us out a lot and often did not even take payment. He's an angel. Vlad: I think I've heard that name somewhere before... Jack: Ugh, I want to introduce you anyway! Danny: Me too. Jack: Great. What about Wednesday? Danny: Dad, uncle might be busy. Let me ask him when he has time to, um, pay your old friend a visit.

[azulhood]

I feel like Jazz should have her own Bio-dad Aus Now Bruce is a popular choice for most bio dad AUs, but let's add some variety. Harley Quinn is another popular choice, it kinda fits since they have ties to psychology. But let me give you another choice. Harvey Dent. Let's say Maddie and Harvey met at one of Brucie Wayne's fundraiser events, they hit it off, get a bit tipsy, then boom. Jazz's born. Jazz looks so much like her mum that Maddie doesn't even think that Jazz is not Jack's kid. (She does notice some things about Jazz that she couldn't have gotten from Jack or her, but admitting that would probably ruin her marriage, so she employs blissful ignorance.) Harvey, of course has no idea Jazz exists. Years pass, truths come out (or not), tears are shed, life goes on. Now Jazz is looking at schools, and she finds a good one in Gotham, you know, the home of her bio dad. She decides to reach out to Harvey. So, she talks it over with Jack and Maddie and they agree to let her go. Now you could have Jack and Maddie know that Jazz isn't Jacks kid and approve of her reaching out to Harvey, just them being supportive. Or, you could have them not know anything, and have Jazz do this behind their backs as an attempt to have a semi decent role model in her life. Your choice. But anyway. Here Harvey is, planning something (Next court case or next crime) and then, out of nowhere, a kid shows up on his doorstep saying "Congratulations, it's a girl, where's that child support?" And he's just so confused, like how did she find him (Tucker of course) and where were her parents? Harvey who's very concerned: ehh, you do know I'm a criminal, right? Jazz: My mum and other dad have a portal to hell in the basement, trust me, you're an improvement. Harvey who's even more concerned about this kid: ??????? Or you know, Slade Wilson is also an option.

[heroesriseandfall]

“Slade Wilson tries to be a good dad” fellas, is it good dad material to cut your son’s throat to keep your reputation and also drug and manipulate your daughter and also send assassins after her so she can be heroically saved and also poison her and also try to kill your children’s only friends multiple times and also

[doraambrose]

Trying to find good jason todd fics has led me to make this list:

Worst batfam fanon takes

Bruce calling his sons "sweetheart"

Tim being a weak helpless baby that everyone goes out of their way to protect

Dick being OVERLY sunshine happy best brother in the world, loves everyone, never gets mad, treats his brothers like little kids

Batcest of any kind

Jason taking Bruce's last name

Any of the kids other than Damian taking Bruce's last name

Jason and Bruce having a relationship that isn't dysfunctional

Bruce being a super parent and a good dad of the year

Tim being super shy, timid, needs everyone to walk around on eggshells around him

"Dami" "littlewing" "replacement"

Danny phantom, miraculous, white collar cross overs

De aged Tim (going back to him being the helpless baby everyone dotes on)

Cass not being able to talk at all

Jason being brother of the year and basically erasing all of his flaws

Jayroy, joyfire, dick/wally, bruce/Clark, anyone/slade Wilson, anyone/joker, damian/Jon

Feel free to add any I missed

[sasheneskywalker]

Weekly Batman/DC Fic Recs (3)

This week I mostly have recs about Tim and Jason. There's an outsider's perspective on Tim and Bernard's relationship, a social media Bruce/Tim fic, and a Duke-centric oneshot. I've also found a great fic focused on Jason coming to terms with being asexual and aromantic, an explicit Slade/Jason oneshot, and a Slade/Jason fic set during the Under the Red Hood Arc. And we have a DCU and Deadpool crossover with Wade Wilson pretending to be Slade Wilson. Hope you enjoy the recs <3

overdue for a revival by cv_angels When Laura moves back to Gotham, the last thing she expects is to end up roommates with Bernard Dowd.

A glimpse into how Tim and Bernard come back together after their time at Louis Grieve High School, as told through the eyes of one Laura Fell.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Batman - All Media Types, Robin (Comics) | Bernard Dowd/Tim Drake, Darla Aquista & Bernard Dowd, Darla Aquista & Bernard Dowd & Tim Drake

look around, round, round by future86 u/FezOn · 2 hr. ago

RED ROBIN AND BATMAN FUCKING?!?!?!

[Blurry image of two blurry figures, ears and cowls identifying them as Batman and Red Robin. Red Robin is bent over a vent on top of the building, with Batman behind him]

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u/RiddleMeThis Obviously fake

u/Plsrtyr Has the image disappeared for any of you guys?

T | Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings | Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types | Tim Drake/Bruce Wayne

Big Damn Heroes by Zahri The call came in just after lunch. 246S. School shooting.

Duke hasn’t worked one as the Signal, yet.

(It’s different, from this angle)

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Batman (Comics), Robin (Comics), We Are Robin (Comics) | No Relationships

Think of Me by Luvo “Any…life updates?” Bruce asks hopefully.

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. Do you maybe…is there a girl?”

Jason feels his face heat. He does his best to ignore Tim, Steph, and Cass snickering as he asks, “Seriously?”

Bruce looks down. He looks back up.

“A boy?” he tries.

Jason’s fork clatters to his plate. “Dad!” he hisses.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics) | Connor Hawke & Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain & Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Jason Todd

Jobs of Different Kinds by Skalidra Slade's expecting his latest job to be a mostly boring one. It's a smaller city, outside the main spheres of vigilante activity, and the only potential threat his employer's told him about is a rival 'gang.' It's a way to spend time between his more interesting assignments, though, and it's a decent paycheck.

Of course, finding one of the Gotham birds flying around will certainly liven things up.

E | No Archive Warnings Apply | DCU (Comics) | Jason Todd/Slade Wilson

name the drama and I'll play the part by wednesday The night feels deceptively calm and pleasant, and Jason knows nights in Gotham are never that. At least never both at the same time. Maybe it’s echoes of Vertigo’s powers still messing with Jason’s senses. But he has shit to do, so he’ll just shake it off as he goes.

For better or worse, his night doesn't quite go as expected.

T | No Archive Warnings Apply | DCU (Comics) | Jason Todd/Slade Wilson

five, six, just for kicks by bittercape “Good evening,” Jason says, because he does have manners when he wants to use them. “Talia al Ghul sent me for training.”

“Right,” the man says. “You’re here for training with Deathstroke.”

“Yeees,” Jason says. This seems more than a little eccentric. “And you are Deathstroke?”

“Yes indeed!” the man says. “It is I, Deathstroke!”

M | No Archive Warnings Apply | DCU (Comics), Red Hood: Lost Days, Deadpool - All Media Types, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics) | Jason Todd & Wade Wilson, Jason Todd & Slade Wilson, Jason Todd/Slade Wilson

[anawrites3]

kid from future tries to set up dickstroke pls

Okay so I messed up a little and wrote their kid as from alternative dimension instead of timetravel aaannd also it turned out kind of long? Because it has a bit over 1.8K words sooo I'm posting it on ao3 as well

If that's what you prefer you can find the ao3 version right here

And now for the story! Thank you for your ask, anon, I hope you'll like it!

The boy pushed his hands into his pockets, resting his back easily against the wall. He looked good in the three-piece-suit they managed to get for him last minute – the navy blue looking nicely with his blue-gray eyes and dark messy hair that curled slightly by his nape – and Dick couldn’t stop glancing at him.

That’s why Dick noticed the moment he eyed the waiter offering guests champagne. He glanced in Dick’s direction and when noticed him looking, quickly turned away with a blush.

“I can get you some apple juice if you’re thirsty, junior.” Dick grinned, nudging him with an elbow.

“I was just looking.” The boy insisted with an unhappy twist of his lips. “Besides, I’m seventeen, not five! I could have a few sips.”

“Suuure.” He drawled. “But you won’t.”

Jaden rolled his eyes, crossing arms across his chest. “Pops would let me.” He grumbled.

“Well, you can ask him when you see him.” Dick teased with a smile, making the boy frown even more, even as his eyes gleamed with amusement.

A week ago a portal to an alternate dimension opened up in Dick’s kitchen to spat out Jaden, a seventeen years old boy, who was Dick’s son in another world. Even after those seven days spent together, Dick couldn’t quite get used to the sight of him or even to the thought that somewhere there he managed to lead a life where he got a family. A real, happy family.

There was something ugly like jealousy burning in his chest whenever he thought about it too hard but… he was happy for the other him, he really was. Jaden was a great kid and he was clearly a Grayson, never able to sit still for too long and always more than ready to climb trees, walls and chandeliers.

They weren’t able to send Jaden back to his world right away – they had to wait for the right time for the portal to open again and Bruce’s calculation said that day was another week from now. So until then, Jaden lived with Dick.

And… Dick knew that Jaden wasn’t really his but he was his son, son of some version of him and he wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. So right now, they were at Bruce's gala because Dick was forced to attend and Jaden wanted to go with him.

Suddenly the boy perked up and when Dick looked at him again, his lips were stretched in a smile and his blue-gray eyes gleamed as he stared at the crowd before them.

“Hey, da-aaaring.” He started, quickly trying to save up the slip with a wince.

Dick burst out laughing, not able to stop himself, “That’s even worse!” He cackled, making Jaden laugh as well.

He was okay with Jaden calling him dad – and if warmth spread over his chest every time it happened, it was no one’s business but his own – but they couldn’t really do that while in public. The press would eat him up – Dick Grayson in his early thirties, having a seventeen years old son?

Yeah, no, thanks.

When they finally calmed down, Jaden nudged him with his elbow, the same way Dick had done to him a moment earlier. “Alright, that was awful. Sorry.” He chuckled.

“I appreciate the effort.” Dick reached out to ruffle his hair with a grin and Jaden let him do it with an answering smile. “What was that?”

“I was going to say,” Jaden slipped his hands back into his pockets, voice a happy smug hum. “that that guy right there looks like he’d be a good dance partner for you.”

“Oh come on. You’re the best dance partner I could ask for.” Dick teased but he turned to look at the man Jaden was pointing to. “Which one do you-”

Deathstroke.

Slade Wilson was standing on the other side of the ballroom, dressed in a dark suit that hugged his muscled arms. His hair was pulled into a neat ponytail against his nape and he was busy talking to one of the ladies but Dick had no doubt the man was well aware of Dick’s presence not far away.

Dick was able to feel his heart in his throat. Slade being here meant trouble, more often than not it meant death or at least an attempt at it and Dick couldn’t let Jaden get dragged into this. Yes, Jade knew about him being Nightwing – both in this and his own world – but it wasn’t the same, Slade was… Dick couldn’t let him get close to Jaden.

But then Jaden nudged him again, saying, “The one over there, with white hair and eyepatch.”

Dick wheezed, “You can’t be-”

“I’m gonna go say hello.” He smiled and before Dick could blink, the boy was already weaving through the sea of guests and towards fucking Deathstroke the Terminator.

“Jaden, wait-!” He tried calling but Jaden just waved him off and in a next second he disappeared behind some man, his little body slipping through the crowd with no problem.

What was between Dick and Slade was… complicated, to say the least. Slade didn’t try to kill him anymore and they were somewhat of friends but... some time ago Slade had a contract in Bludhaven. Somewhere during the fight Dick got pinned to the ground on one of the Blud’s rooftops, Slade leaning over him with a sneer of his lips and. They kissed.

And maybe it would be fine, if it was just a kiss. But it grew heated very quickly and Dick would let Slade fuck him right then and there if Jason didn’t chime in his comms to say he got the alert for Dick’s vitals going crazy and he was on his way to his location.

Then, the next time Dick saw Slade was in New York, when Dick managed to ruin his contract. Not delay the inevitable but actually, completely ruin the contract.

The one Slade would get paid over a million dollars for.

Dick rushed forward, doing his best not to look too terrified nor bring any unnecessary attention to himself but people were in his way, blocking him and making him waste precious seconds and by the time he pushed his way through, Jaden was already a few steps away from Slade.

Slade noticed Jaden coming his way, of course, and said something to the lady who nodded with a smile and walked away. Dick tried to get to the boy before Jaden got to Slade but he couldn’t just run through the ballroom like crazy so he was forced to just look as Jaden stopped right before Slade and smiled up at him.

“Hey there, old man.” He basically beamed at the mercenary.

Slade cocked an eyebrow that but his lips curled into a smirk. “Hello.” He said pleasantly. “Can I help you?”

After ruining Slade’s contract in New York, Dick had three broken ribs, dislocated shoulder, so many cuts across his body that required stitches that Dick wasn’t able to count them all and bruises in shapes of hands wrapped around his throat that took weeks to fully heal.

“You can, actually!” Jaden laced his fingers behind his back, leaning a bit closer to Slade with that happy smile. “I was wondering if you’d let me have some of the champagne.”

Slade barked out a laugh at that, visibly not expecting something like this. His shoulders shook as he laughed, the corners of his eyes wrinkling just slightly and Jaden’s smile widened even more as he watched it happen.

He looked over his shoulder at Dick to show him a thumb-up with excited open-mouthed smile and shining eyes and Dick was going to ground him for so long-

“Of course.” Slade grinned. “Wayne always serves the best liquor, it would be a shame if you didn’t at least try it.”

He glanced in Dick’s direction for an exact second but it was enough for Dick to notice and then he grabbed two flute’s from the waiter passing them. Slade handed the champagne to Jaden, who took the first sip just as Dick stopped by their side.

“Slade.” Dick greeted, throat clenched as if there was an invisible hand wrapped around it.

“Grayson.” Slade raised his flute in mock cheers. He looked Dick over slowly, his gaze a physical weight on his body as if he tried to see right through the material. Jaden turned his head away, taking another sip of champagne with a hum. “You look good, little bird.”

Dick was grateful he wasn’t holding a glass himself because otherwise it would surely shatter in his grip.

“I know.” He forced the words through his lips, making the corners of Slade’s lips twitch up. “Jay-”

“You can’t say I’m in trouble.” Jaden said quickly, pointing his finger at Dick. “You said I can ask him, I did, he let me have some champagne. I just did what you told me to.”

Dick blinked. What-

“No. No, I said to ask your-” …father. They were joking about Jaden asking his other dad if he could get a drink and then he suddenly rushed over to Slade as if he didn’t know who Deathstroke the Terminator… was…

It was like all the air got punched out of Dick’s lungs.

Because Deathstroke the fucking Terminator was Jaden’s second father.

“You can’t be serious.” He breathed out. “He’s-”

“Yep!” Jaden grinned, popping the ‘p’. “Now, I think you two should dance. What do you say, old man?” He asked, glancing at Slade.

Slade shook his head with a laugh huffed out through his nose. There was no way he knew what the whole thing was about but he didn’t look like he particularly minded it right now. He reached to ruffle Jaden’s hair who beamed at him again, “I say I like you, kid. Jay, was it?”

“Jaden Wil- Jaden.” He coughed. “Just Jaden, really.”

Slade hummed, watching him carefully for a few seconds. “Sure.”

Blush covered Jaden’s cheeks and he scratched nervously under his nose but the smile on his lips didn’t flatten even for a second.

“Now go dance!” The boy waved them off. “Go have some fun!”

Dick found himself glancing at Slade. He didn’t look angry, mostly amused and when his gaze found Dick’s he simply offered him his hand with a curl of his lips that Dick would almost call fond.

“Shall we, then?” He asked, voice almost a purr.

Jaden was smiling at him, smug and proud of himself and Dick- Dick was going to kick his ass later.

He was probably going to regret it. There was no way Slade just forgot how Dick cost him half a million dollars and even if he wasn’t angry right now, he would still make sure that Dick pays for ruining his contract. If not now then later and no doubt taking pleasure in keeping him on his toes the whole time.

But now… now Slade looked almost gentle. Under the ballroom’s light, dressed in the three-piece-suit he almost seemed like a normal human and not a super-soldier mercenary.

Before he could think better of it, he took a deep breath and placed his hand in Slade’s.

“Alright.”

[andi-dromeda]

I’m obsessed with Jaygrant so ofc I had to ship them here too. In this au they start off as kind of colleagues. Grant sees this as a gig where he just has to humour whatever mediation, magic stuff Jason’s got going on and collect a pay check. Jason sees Grant as an assassin he can turn into a monk. I’d say Jason probably starts out training Grant and Tara the way he’s used to being trained, brutally and bossily. He gives orders but quickly realises it isn’t working because Tara and Grant both aren’t listening to him, Tara keeps threatening to go home and Grant keeps saying he needs a pay raise every time Jason tells him to do something. Luckily, Jason’s adaptable and begins to treat them more like equals who just need the right approach to become all caste members. He realises Tara likes to learn more about the culture and practices of the all caste instead of the fighting (not that she’s not interested in the combat, it’s just that all the experiments and clubs have left her with a bad opinion of most types of training). Grant is far more interested in the fighting, loves hearing about the All Castes victories over the untitled and after hearing about Jason killing the devourer of young souls Grant can’t help but gain some respect for the guy. Grant and Tara still like to provoke each other so Jason tries to mostly train them one on one giving both of them a lot of free time. Jason and Tara begin to bond over random recipes their mothers taught them and stories about living on the streets. Jason and Grant start to bond over weapons and fighting.

Then they discover they’re all gods and their souls weren’t just similar in that they all died. From here the group dynamic starts to shift. They see each other as more interconnected now. Before this they all chose to be here. Sure Jason would bite his tongue more than he normally would because he couldn’t find anyone else with a soul similar to his but he still felt like he was mostly in control of the situation. Now they knew this was all some grand destiny. Everything that had come before was simply preparing them for ascension. Jason and Tara are both bothered by the idea of losing their humanity but Grant isn’t. For Jason and Tara they want to right the wrongs that were done to them but now that means they’d lose their humanity and become gods. Grant on the other hand doesn’t care about his humanity and the wrongs he has to right are with his parents who he has literally been in hiding for a year at this point because of. This causes a fracture in the group. Tara decides to visit the Wilson’s for a bit and think about her options but Grant is eagerly pursuing godhood. Grant sees figuring out how to kill Slade as his only obstacle and is frankly ecstatic. Jason decides to keep an eye on Grant and they go on Grant’s very own murder world tour.

During their trip, Jason starts to see a lot of himself in Grant. Especially because he’s been where Grant is now. I mean they’re literally travelling across the world trying to find the best way to kill Grant’s mysterious dad who he won’t even say the name of. One night they have to crash in a random motel (which Grant forces him to pay for) and oh no, only one bed! Jason doesn’t care that much after having to share a bed with Kyle and Donna for ages when Kyle actively wanted him dead. Grant maybe flirts a little (not in a romance way though) but Jason shuts him down. Unfortunately, neither of them can sleep so end up talking about their dads. Jason mentions B and his birth dad Willis (I’m team Willis was a good screw the retcons so at least Jason had one good dad). Grant mentions how his dad was always going on mysterious trips and when he was around he was abandoning his son in the woods or taking the sink or swim teaching style to literally everything. It’s the most vulnerable either of them have been in a long time but since they can barely see each other in the dark and since they don’t even know each other’s last names or aliases there’s an almost anonymity. They feel safer to open up to each other than anyone else. This is when I imagine they’d start tentatively considering each other friends.

Then during their globe trotting adventure Jason comes across some scientists developing a weapon to kill Deathstroke. He decides to try steal the weapon and stop the research in case it gets used against Rose so he tells Grant about his plan to steal it. Then Grant is suddenly very interested. He asks a lot of questions like: “who’s Rose?” “How many kids does he even have!?” “Rose is Ravager!?” “He gave you his approval? Like for free?” “He sent you a postcard for Christmas!?” Grant has a million thoughts swirling through his head so when they go on the mission, Jason tries to get Grant to hang back. Grant doesn’t listen, rushes in and to save Grant from his own idiocy, Jason takes a bullet for Grant. Everything’s on fire, explosions are going off and Grant then has to choose in the heat of the moment to either stop the weapon from getting crushed (Jason already destroyed all the research so it can’t be replicated) or save Jason from getting crushed. Jason would normally be able to push through the blood loss but everything’s feeling a tad bit too familiar so he’s a bit occupied at the moment. And Grant makes his choice before he even has the time to consider it. As soon as he heard Jason’s cries he forgot all about the weapon. Grant saves Jason from the collapsing lab (that for thematic purposes was hidden in a warehouse) and without even thinking about it chose Jason over ascension and revenge two of the most important things to him.

When Jason manages to cool down after everything, he states more than asks Grant is Slade’s son. Grant says “biologically, yes unfortunately. But from what you’ve described he sounds like he’s much more fatherly to you than he ever was to me.”

“Then why did you chose me? You could’ve saved the weapon, killed Slade and become a god. Why… me?” A long uncomfortable silence hung between them. Jason’s barely dried eyes shimmered in the dim hotel room. He looked confused. Why? If he could get even a heartless bastard like Slade to like him how could he ever be surprised that someone cared about him?

“I didn’t chose you. I didn’t chose at all. I just did it. You know?”

And that was the moment Jason fell for Grant. Because he’d replayed the night with Joker and Bruce in his head a thousand times. He’d purposefully put Bruce through hell before the confrontation. Then bludhaven blew up. Then the rest was a blur and the only thing that felt solid was the sharp pain against his neck. The slow trickle dropping down his throat as he lay under the rubble. He went over the night again and again and tried to excuse the batarang. Bruce was stressed, he wasn’t thinking and of course he was never going to choose Jason. Bruce always thinks he can find a better option. Of course he’d try to have his cake and eat it too. Bruce was simply too used to getting what he wanted. (Maybe that’s why Jason didn’t tell Bruce he’d killed him. Because if Bruce knew that Jason would just keep coming back, then he wouldn’t even have to pretend he saw a Jason as anything more than canon fodder. Anything more than a good soldier.)

But Grant picked him. Grant didn’t even think about it. Grant owed him nothing. At most Jason was a convenient pay check and occasional confidant. Yet Grant chose Jason over the thing he valued most. When Jason started to choke up again, Grant didn’t say anything. He just opened his arms and held Jason until the morning. They didn’t speak about it but actions always speak louder. Grant for the first time since they’d met payed for their breakfast. He surprises Jason with tickets to some play Jason had mentioned liking during a sparring match a while back. He takes Jason out for a night on the town with Jade and only slightly makes fun of him for never going to a club unless he owned it.

Where Jason fell all at once and then decided to not do anything about it (he’s not shy he just can’t risk losing such a promising new member!), Grant fell slower. Granted, he didn’t notice. Due to internalised homophobia and a healthy does of Slade’s special home made brand of toxic masculinity, Grant has a weird perception of relationships. He kind of sees having a wife and kids as just boxes you have to tick off at some point distantly in the future and that romance didn’t last long. He hoped it did when he was younger. As a kid he’d dream about finding a partner and both being so devoutly in love he’d never have to guess if he was good enough. But none of his girlfriends could ever fix him (not for a lack of trying), he couldn’t force things to be better and so he came to the conclusion that love was just a fleeting infatuation. When he heard Jade’s troubles with Roy, his perspective was only further cemented.

So when he starts falling for Jason he doesn’t realise what he’s feeling. He thinks Jason’s hot and makes no attempt to hide that doesn’t think much of it. Grant was okay with being attracted to guys so long as it was purely physical. If it was just lust than it was just about pleasure. No need to further inspect anything he might be feeling. He’s just a completely hetero guy with functioning eyes. I mean come on, can you blame him for noticing Jason’s thighs? But then one random day Grant was eating something Jason had cooked (because Grant would burn the house down if he so much as glanced at a blender) and realised he wanted to do this everyday. He wanted to wake up to Jason in one of his safe houses that only had one bed so he didn’t have to think about it. He wanted Jason to make breakfast and it’d be delicious as always. Then they’d clean their weapons and talk about random cape drama and fight over whatever thing Grant chose that morning (because there was nothing more entertaining than giving Jason such stupid arguments that Jason couldn’t even respond and then saying the silence was just proof he was right). He wanted to be by Jason’s side on the field, on the matts, on that one cruise that was secretly smuggling rare beanie babies, on the dance floor when they were both too drunk to care about making absolute fools of themselves, on the roof of the van they stole from Penguin’s Metropolis branch and even on the bathroom floor heaving his guts into the toilet whist Jason smugly said “I told you so” and Grant was in too much pain from the vomiting and hangover to come up with a witty retort. The revelation shocked him and he called Jade for an emergency evacuation. She “saved” him, punched him for worrying her, took him out for coffee and told him to get himself together.

So now they both like each other so what could possibly go wrong now? :D

Tara comes back and invites them to meet her family. They do and suddenly Grant and Tara hate each other even more than usual and now they have to deal with the Wilson family issues. :0

Also imagine Rose’s perspective. Your ex boyfriend comes to your family dinner with you dead brother (who you never met and took the legacy title of) hates you and your other sister who apparently has been having philosophical debates with these guys says they’re all gods and your brother has to kill your dad to ascend so now you have to just try to eat your food whilst everyone flips out and you see your ex making heart eyes at the dead brother.

[beautyconsumer]

so i realized writing a fic in which unpacked trauma is dealt with and is planned to have characterizations closer to canon is gonna be heavy as duck,

so now i gotta write some humor/fluff to balance it, it still gonna have drama because that's how I am so-

Please help me decide what to write alongside the body swap fic

More info on each promt in the cut

The Robins and Bees Talk. Batfam alpha/beta/omega dynamics fluff but with a tint of gender analysis in the form of abo verse, protective batfamily (especially Dick) and jaygrant being horney af

Of Paws and Claws. Fluff, so much fluff and Good Dad Bruce Wayne, pack dynamics and Wilson's drama

Heartbeat Song. Fluff and awkward teeneagers being in love, familiy drama. Self discovery, featuring team cheerleader captain Dick Grayson, theater kid-book nerd Jason. internalized homophobia on Grant's part and so much teeneage awkwardness oh my God. Grant bullies everyone but Jason type of dynamic

Egoist. Jason and Dick teaming up with a recently reconciled Grant and Slade but when they meet Dick and Slade feel tension between Jason and Grant.

At this point Jason and Grant are bitter exes who broke up because Grant fucked up but both still love each other so very much. Slade and Dick are hilariously unaware of this and just think they can't stand each other. In this one Slade actually tries.

Iridiscent tears Mermaid au where Bruce adopts his mer kids. Being a hybrid himself from Martha's side.

Has a heartbreak over Jason leaving (cause Bruce Wayne has abandonment issues). Jason’s species' instincts makes him want to leave for years to mature (a la Jason’s death) Arthur in the one who tells him this.

I'm planning on including Atlantis lore in this one along Gotham type of vibes for the mer lore of the robins. Jason comes back home with a partner, and yes you guessed it, it's Grant. I'd play with a lot of merfolk culture and biology (no mpreg tho lol) but I do plan on giving Jason and Grant kids in this one

Like a bat out of hell 5 times in where Bruce meets his son's boyfriend, he hates him until he doesn't. Comedy, drama and obvs JayGrant

Same Kind of Eyes. In which Grant thinks he's cheating on his very hot and very rich boyfriend Jayce Wayne with the hot, tall, dark and handsome Red Hood. Jason thinks Grant is role playing.