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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson & Roy Harper Characters: Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Roy Harper, Jason Todd, Alfred Pennyworth, Wally West, others only mentioned Additional Tags: Grief/Mourning, Angst, Death in the Family, not entirely canon compliant, Dick Grayson Needs a Hug, Bruce Needs a Hug, Alfred Pennyworth Needs a Hug, roy is a good friend, canon compliant death, no beta we die like robin, also i wrote this at three in morning so there was no one to read it over, I cried my eyes out as i wrote this, I have no idea if it's decent, Couldn't bring myself to read through it, too tired and too sad Summary:

When Dick hears the news of Jason Todd's Death he has some feelings to sort through.

This is not canon compliant because they have retconned the relationship between Dick and Jason prior to his death so many times I don't even know what canon is. In this version I am going with the general idea that Bruce is too close in age to Dick to be his dad figure and is instead an older brother. Mostly same with Jason.

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I have returned...

I have been away from fandoms and tumblr and even from Archive but I want to write. I want to keep writing. So if you have prompts or ideas, if you are familiar with my works and know my pairings, let me know if there's something I can write for you.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Darth Maul & Anakin Skywalker Characters: Darth Maul, Anakin Skywalker Additional Tags: Brothers, Protective Darth Maul, Anakin Skywalker is a Little Shit, Young Anakin Skywalker, Training, Memories, Gaslighting, Implied/Referenced Torture, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Qui Gon Jinn died, Maul did it, Sith Lord Maul, Maul training Anakin, Anakin Skywalker is Not a Jedi, Kidnapping, Attempted Kidnapping Series: Part 1 of A Dichotomy of Souls Summary:

Maul sits and contemplates exactly what to do with the most powerful force user he's ever come across. He'd only taken the child in the beginning as a consolation prize to piss off both the Jedi and his former Master.

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You put it into words. I am grateful. 

Bitches with trust issues love enemies to lovers because they love the idea of seeing someones worst traits first and still be able to fall in love them without the everpresent underlying fear of weather their worst is something genuinely evil. It's me. I'm bitches.

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Compilation of Final Fantasy VII Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Reno/Rude (Compilation of FFVII), Zack Fair/Aerith Gainsborough, future relationships to be added Characters: Zack Fair, Kunsel (Compilation of FFVII), Reno (Compilation of FFVII), Rude (Compilation of FFVII), Lazard Deusericus, Angeal Hewley, Genesis Rhapsodos, Sephiroth (Compilation of FFVII), Roche (Compilation of FFVII), Cloud Strife Additional Tags: Hate Letters, Clandestine Missions, Turks Being Turks (Compilation of FFVII), Zack Fair Being Zack Fair, Minor Zack Fair/Aerith Gainsborough, Secret Identity, Meme inspired, Not Canon Compliant, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Touch Me Frogs, POV Zack Fair, Aged-Up Character(s), Cloud and Zack In Particular, Jealousy Summary:

While Zack is bored during a meeting, he discovers a feud between two unnamed Turks via an amusing hate-letter.

There were so many questions running through Zack’s head. Like, which Turk was Significant Bother? Why were the two Turks so hostile? (He’d always thought the Turks got along remarkably well) Why was Zack written about? How long had Clash actually been a Turk, because Zack certainly didn't know one by that code name? If the Turk wasn’t introduced to SOLDIER, the very people they were meant to interact with, were they spying on SOLDIER? And of course, who was Clash?

((I'm sure it's obvious who the Turk is, but just in case, I'll keep it to myself until we're a little further into the story.))

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Viktor Krum/Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger/Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom/Ginny Weasley Characters: Viktor Krum, Ron Weasley, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Albus Dumbledore, Igor Karkaroff, Olympe Maxime, Rubeus Hagrid, Fleur Delacour, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Major canon divergence, seriously, it's huge, Rearranging Years 4 and 6, Snape Discovered Pettigrew on the Marauder's Map, It Changed Everything, SOME HARRY BASHING if you must call it that, Ron Weasley is Our King, What-If, Tri Wizard Tournament takes places in Year 6, I don't like writing about 14 year olds, it's creepy, BAMF Viktor Krum, BAMF Ron Weasley, misunderstandings galore!, I killed off a bunch of bad guys so they won't get in the way of my story, Moderately Slow Burn, if I can handle it, I am not good at writing slow-burns Summary:

Ronald Weasley has his own journey of self-discovery and learns what his true limitations are as he begins his sixth year of Hogwarts. He just wishes he knew how to stop being a whiny git and embrace the lion he knows for a fact is dwelling deep within. He'd also like to know why Viktor Krum keeps scowling at him or why he's never bothered to throw aside his Krum figurine from the Quidditch World Cup as the big Bulgarian kee[s following Hermione.

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Have you seen the new web tool Wayne Family Adventures? If so, what do you think of it?

I have not had a chance to read it but I will get on that soon. Had a big move and change in my family so life has been crazy.

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Did you ever write a fic on paranormal/spooky Jason?

I did! I have written a couple cryptids somewhere on here and AO3 as well as a vampire version on AO3. Would you like the links?

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Chapters: 4/10 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne Characters: Slade Wilson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Break Up, Post-Break Up, Memory Loss, Major Character Injury, Injury Recovery, Character Death, times 2, lol, Gratuitous Swearing, Jason Todd's Potty Mouth, Murder, Assassination, Contract killing, Good talks, Sad Talks, Happy Ending, Age Difference, Not Beta Read Series: Part 2 of You Were Meant For Me and I Was Meant For You Summary:

Slade picked at the sticky label on the glass bottle of beer as he listened to the nightly news. He didn’t know when he’d picked up the tic, but then it didn’t really matter. It was a tic, which meant it needed to be eradicated from his behaviors. He set the bottle down beside two empty ones and frowned at the half torn off labels.

The sight caused a pain in his chest. It wasn’t physical, not really. What it was and what the sight of label-less bottles indicated wasn’t something he was willing to think to himself, let alone name aloud. He was too old for heartbreak.

Besides, if his heart was breaking, that was on him.

Slade was the one who broke it off.

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Chapters: 3/10 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne Characters: Slade Wilson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Break Up, Post-Break Up, Memory Loss, Major Character Injury, Injury Recovery, Character Death, times 2, lol, Gratuitous Swearing, Jason Todd's Potty Mouth, Murder, Assassination, Contract killing, Good talks, Sad Talks, Happy Ending, Age Difference, Not Beta Read Series: Part 2 of You Were Meant For Me and I Was Meant For You Summary:

Slade picked at the sticky label on the glass bottle of beer as he listened to the nightly news. He didn’t know when he’d picked up the tic, but then it didn’t really matter. It was a tic, which meant it needed to be eradicated from his behaviors. He set the bottle down beside two empty ones and frowned at the half torn off labels.

The sight caused a pain in his chest. It wasn’t physical, not really. What it was and what the sight of label-less bottles indicated wasn’t something he was willing to think to himself, let alone name aloud. He was too old for heartbreak.

Besides, if his heart was breaking, that was on him.

Slade was the one who broke it off.

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Jason : you call it "really bad at darts" I call it freestyle acupuncture

Bouncer : sir I'm going to have to ask you to leave the bar

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Chapters: 2/10 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne Characters: Slade Wilson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Break Up, Post-Break Up, Memory Loss, Major Character Injury, Injury Recovery, Character Death, times 2, lol, Gratuitous Swearing, Jason Todd's Potty Mouth, Murder, Assassination, Contract killing, Good talks, Sad Talks, Happy Ending, Age Difference, Not Beta Read Series: Part 2 of You Were Meant For Me and I Was Meant For You Summary:

Slade picked at the sticky label on the glass bottle of beer as he listened to the nightly news. He didn’t know when he’d picked up the tic, but then it didn’t really matter. It was a tic, which meant it needed to be eradicated from his behaviors. He set the bottle down beside two empty ones and frowned at the half torn off labels.

The sight caused a pain in his chest. It wasn’t physical, not really. What it was and what the sight of label-less bottles indicated wasn’t something he was willing to think to himself, let alone name aloud. He was too old for heartbreak.

Besides, if his heart was breaking, that was on him.

Slade was the one who broke it off.

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SO FUCKING BORED

Send me prompts if you like my style. I’m so damned bored and trying to find something to spark my interest. I need to distract myself from posting the entirety of a chaptered story that’s sitting in my word docs. 

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne, Family Ties - Relationship Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Brief Mentions Of - Character, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Werewolves, Werewolf Ranks, Not your typical ABO, ABO NOT A SECOND GENDER, Pack Dynamics, Family Feels, Hurt/Comfort, Changing family dynamics, Fear, Abandonment, Not Beta Read, All errors are mine Series: Part 1 of Werewolves of Gotham Summary:

Jason has just heard the words from his pack Alpha. He's enraged and he doesn't understand why or how he could ever be ranked as damned Omega! Why wasn't he being offered Wayne Beta? What exactly had he done wrong?

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Chapters: 1/10 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types, Deathstroke the Terminator (Comics) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne & Damian Wayne Characters: Slade Wilson, Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Break Up, Post-Break Up, Memory Loss, Major Character Injury, Injury Recovery, Character Death, times 2, lol, Gratuitous Swearing, Jason Todd's Potty Mouth, Murder, Assassination, Contract killing, Good talks, Sad Talks, Happy Ending, Age Difference, Not Beta Read Series: Part 2 of You Were Meant For Me and I Was Meant For You Summary:

Slade picked at the sticky label on the glass bottle of beer as he listened to the nightly news. He didn’t know when he’d picked up the tic, but then it didn’t really matter. It was a tic, which meant it needed to be eradicated from his behaviors. He set the bottle down beside two empty ones and frowned at the half torn off labels.

The sight caused a pain in his chest. It wasn’t physical, not really. What it was and what the sight of label-less bottles indicated wasn’t something he was willing to think to himself, let alone name aloud. He was too old for heartbreak.

Besides, if his heart was breaking, that was on him.

Slade was the one who broke it off.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Jason Todd/Slade Wilson Characters: Jason Todd, Slade Wilson, Joker (DCU) Additional Tags: Dark, Swearing, Not Beta Read, Major character death - Freeform, Sequel to Trick Or Treat, Songfic, Soulmates, My Love Will Never Die, Dark Jason, joker like jason Series: Part 2 of The Dark Tales of Slade's Soulmate Summary:

Jason has risen after being impaled. He's headed home to find his Soulmate. They need to have a talk. They need to come to an understanding, but then Jason's not exactly Jason anymore. Is he?

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My Love Will Never Die

“My love, my love, my fearless love,” Jason Todd sang softly to himself as he whirled a crowbar in his hands. “I will not say goodbye. Sea may rise, sky may fall. My love will never die.”

He snickered to himself as he moved down the hallway and back to his home. He knew what was awaiting him in the safe house he’d created for himself on the fifteenth floor of a rotted building. It had long since been condemned but demolition was halted when some crazy asshole bought it.

Jason knew what Slade Wilson, his beloved soulmate, would try once he arrived to that nicely furnished little apartment. There would be explosives, but they might as well be fireworks for all Jason cared. They needed to talk. They needed to be near one another. They needed to see with their own three combined eyes that they were both breathing.

“Go on, go on, go bravely on,” he sang louder to let his paramour know he was close. “Into the blackest night. Hold my breath ‘til your return. My love will never die.”

When Jason reached the door he banged twice, metal on metal echoing loudly down the empty hall and in the place he’d called home since he beat Joker to death with a crow bar. There wasn’t a sound, but that was okay. Slade was a professional after all. He wouldn’t give himself away by doing something silly like leaping or crying out in alarm.

Even if he was surprised.

“My heart, my heart, my drowning heart. Oh, all the tears I’ve cried,” Jason continued as he gently opened the door. He looked straight ahead at the sight of a maskless Deathstroke and smiled softly. “Oh, I may weep forevermore. My love will never die.”

Slade didn’t appear disturbed or impressed by Jason’s love song. Pity. He knew the man’s enhancements well enough to believe he’d heard the bulk of it. Even if Slade hadn’t been enhanced, Jason didn’t doubt for one second that there wasn’t a feed of information being transmitted to him with any sound made in the apartment.

Jason’s dearest love was too good at what he did to miss a chance at Jason’s return.

“How many times have you died?” Slade asked.

That caught Jason off guard as he tilted his head. “I beg your pardon?”

“It’s more than the once. How many times, Jason?”

He cocked his head to the opposite side as he counted. He even counted the times the others hadn’t known about; that Slade hadn’t heard of even after they consummated their bond.

“It can’t possibly hurt for me to know, Jason,” Slade said.

“Do you wish me to count the night last Halloween when you ran me through with your sword?”

There would be no physical tell as to whether or not his words had struck the man’s heart, but it didn’t matter. Jason peered down at the red ribbon on his left arm. It was no longer on his left ring finger, but rather, wrapped about his wrist. Duty. Obligation. Love, too, but not with the same devotion they’d both felt for one another the night he’d begged Slade to kill him. He didn't need Slade to show off his own left hand to know that Jason's ribbon was still happily tied to the assassin's left hand. Jason wasn't nearly as fickle as Slade.

“Tell me what I want to know!”

“You’re so cute when you’re angry,” Jason grinned.

Deathstroke took a step forward, it was probably meant to be threatening, but it just made Jason hard with desire. “Jason,” he said with a soft patience that reminded them both of better times. “Tell me.”

Jason sauntered closer and looked over his handsome soulmate. That shaggy white hair, the goatee to match, it did things to him still. The armor was always sexy. Black and orang provided a contrast that was nearly as violent as Slade himself. That was something else that drove Jason wild with need. Slade's ability to kill without remorse. To spill blood at will. 

“You think you’ve learned something?” Jason asked. “Do you think you know the secret?”

Slade gritted his teeth, an obvious show of impatience that he fully meant for Jason to see. The master of control wouldn’t have done something so human if he could at all help it. Unless of course it was meant to be seen that he was losing his patience. It would be the only warning Jason got before a full-fledged fight erupted between the two of them. Really, that wasn't something he didn't look forward to, but not yet. Not until they'd talked.

“Six,” Jason whispered as he shuddered. “Six including last Halloween.”

The man before him looked horrified. “How?”

“My love, my love, my fearless love, I will not say goodbye,” Jason sang again. He looked his soulmate directly in the eyes and said as meaningful as he could without melody; “Sea may rise. Sky may fall. My love will never die.” He looked his soulmate directly in the eyes and said as meaningful as he could without melody; 

Slade’s brows knitted, but Jason trusted his soulmate’s intelligence and reputation for piecing things together quickly. He twirled the crowbar again as he whistled the song and waited for his soulmate to make the conclusion and then come to a decision based on it.

“This is my fault,” Slade said, but there wasn’t any guilt. His soulmate was too practical for anything like a conscience. “Your soul is bound to mine.”

“My love will never die,” Jason sang in a whisper as his eyes found Slade’s.

“Soulmates die on each other all the time. That doesn’t mean they come back,” Slade growled.

“Hold your breath ‘til my return; your love will never die.”

“Stop it!” Slade hissed.

Jason pouted but he didn’t really mean it. He relished the irritation and panic he was inflicting upon his soulmate. He wanted to feel more. Needed to feel more. But Slade wasn’t giving in. He was giving so little, Jason would take whatever he could get.

“This isn’t natural,” Slade said firmly. “You’re unnatural.”

“No my love,” Jason shook his head as his mood rapidly shifted to rage. “We. We are unnatural. You don’t stay anymore dead than I do!”

He was pleased by the physical tell he knew Slade had not meant to give away. The high pitched screech had caught Deathstroke the Terminator off guard. Jason would savor having made the unblinking man blink. It was too precious to forget.

He laughed merrily.

“Stop it!” Slade shouted the words that time.

“What’s wrong, trying to understand what unholy bond we have that every death I return from leaves me more and more something else?”

“More like someone else,” Slade growled.

Jason gritted his teeth and bit back a hateful reply. “I am not him!”

“Could have fooled me.” Slade smiled sharply and all at once, Jason knew he’d lost the upper hand. “You laugh, you sing, you shout; all the while sounding like a raving lunatic. Joker might have claimed he was an agent of chaos, but the man could at least elucidate when necessary. You appear lost, love.”

 He took a several deep breaths as he tried to calm the rising tide of fury that was building up within him.

“Do you even understand what’s happened to you?” Slade asked, but there was no longer condescension in his tone. His question was in earnest. “Do you, Jason?”

For a moment, Jason saw only his soulmate. He dropped to his knees as the crowbar fell to the carpeted floor with barely a cladder. He felt an intense anguish douse the flames of his rage as he sobbed out in horror. “Why?”

In an instant, strong powerful arms were wrapped about Jason in an odd sort of embrace that managed to keep his arms pinned to his sides. Lips were pressed against his temple, alternating between whispers of assurance, promises of protection, and even tender kisses to seal each hollow vow that they both knew couldn’t be kept.

Jason cried heartily until slowly, his tears ran dry. He sat staring at the carpet with unfocused intent, content to remain pinned by his soulmate. He saw the red. The red that had been caused by his sixth death. He relaxed his body against Slade. He had no intention of fighting as he stared at the large stain. He felt something much harder than lips press to his temple. He wondered if his seventh death would leave as large of a stain.

It would certainly leave more of a splatter.

“I have to try, Jason,” Slade said.

Jason’s eyes moved to his own wrist and he was relieved to see the ribbon had moved back to his scarred left ring finger. Joker had nearly taken it clean off when Jason had brought his hands up to block the crowbar. 

“For you, for your memory, I have to try just once more. Then never again,” Slade muttered, though Jason doubted the words were meant for anyone but the man who'd spoken them.

Jason Todd smiled at the ribbon and it’s return to where it belonged.

“Sea may rise. Sky may fall,” Jason sang before the gun fired. 

My love will never die.