#jasoncest

[kerakeriza]

pre-crisis jason and post-crisis jason bonding (they both have issues)

[ladytauria]

Pairing: Jason Todd/Jason Todd Rating: E Words: 6,036

After a mission leaves him stranded in an alternate dimension, omega Jason finds himself rooming with a younger, alpha version of himself—one who only recently had his final confrontation with Bruce. The last thing he expects is to get attached. Unfortunately for him, his instincts have other ideas.

this was not the prompt i expected to grab me, but here we are! it was supposed to be like... 2k, especially since i decided to forgo set up. i don't... i don't know what happened, lmao.

i couldn't think of a title that wasn't silly, so i decided to just name it after their scents, lmao.

preview under the cut:

Jason is steps away from the kitchen when he hears it—a whimper, almost inaudible in the darkness. It’s followed by the sharp scent of distress, turning pleasant clove-and-smoke into something burnt and ashy.

His heartstrings twist painfully; feet moving almost without his permission, carrying him into the living room where Jay is curled up into a tight ball on the couch. Like this, he looks so much smaller than 6’1. His face is twisted with pain, brow furrowed, face scrunched in a way that compels Jason forward. He stops short of actually touching him. It’s never a good idea to startle a sleeping vigilante… even, or maybe especially, an injured one.

So instead, Jason kneels just out of arm’s reach and unfurls his scent. Clove-and-honey trickles over the burnt-ash scent, and Jason croons, soft and inviting.

Jay’s nose twitches, head turning. He whimpers again; this time with a questioning lilt.

It’s—odd, feeling so protective over someone wearing his face, especially when that someone is currently living through a period in time he’d rather forget. He’s spent years untangling the mess of feelings in his chest. The anger and hurt; hatred and regret. The self-hatred. He’s finally gotten to a point in his life where he’s… maybe okay. Getting thrust back here, even in an alternate dimension…

He’d expected to go through it all again. To take it out on himself, or the boy sharing his face.

But…

All Jason wants to do is bundle him up in a nest. Wrap him in soft blankets, surround him with pillows, and hold him until he stops smelling so hurt. Until he remembers what it’s like to feel safe and warm in the arms of another.

It’s… Jason’s not really sure what to make of the feelings. But he’s been trying to be more—open. And right now, at least, Jay needs someone. There’s no Roy. No Lian. No Kori. No Biz. No bat-pack. Just him.

He shuffles closer, answering the plaintive whimper with another croon; this one coaxing. Come to me , it says. I’ll take care of you . His scent swells with it; inviting and protective and omega-sweet.

Jay twists. His nose twitches again, this time with an adorable snuffle. He uncurls, just a little. He reaches out, obviously questing, so Jason lets him catch his hand. The alpha squeezes him so tightly he thinks he might bruise.

Jason shuffles closer, almost touching the couch. He makes a soft sound in his throat.

Jay’s eyes snap open, glowing eerie green in the dark. He pushes up on an elbow, eyes darting through the shadows until he lands on Jason’s face. His eyes are glassy. Unshed tears cling to his lashes. Jason’s chest aches again; though this time it feels like there’s something a little more than just sympathy. He ignores it. Instead, he calls softly; invitingly, opening his arms—and finds himself knocked backward, falling on his ass and clutching tightly to a lapful of alpha, neck wet with tears as Jay shakes in his arms.

[littlemourningstarr]

Also, I’m 8k into a new fic that I didn’t anticipate growing the way it has. So uh, sorry if there’s nothing posted this week, I’m face first in this project for a bit.

[poppyrous]

Tentatodd Week Day 1: Plants & Vines

I’m so late for the Tentatodd week this year but I hope I can catch up! Work from home is eating me alive,,, I’m sorry,,,

@tentatoddweek

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[mmabelpines]

[untruemu]

sometimes, eva and I wreck each other with feels

and then you get a shitton of prompts because we can't be bothered to write all of them. voila

skylox - superpower au - here

fishcake - superpower au - here

skymu - android jason au - here

skylox - teenager au - 1, 2

jasoncest - android jason au - here

truelox - teenager au - here

[prospit-dork]

(I think I just sent the dork the most beautiful thing I have ever written.)

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jasoncest

Older!Jason x Bby!Jason

[littlemourningstarr]

For years, Jason's life has had a predictable structure provided by the church. He cannot claim peace, but he can claim atonement for the life he led, prior to his death, and his second chance. But the world fissures when a young, broken version of him is birthed from death in an old cemetery, and Jason has to wonder if perhaps there is more to life and his second chance than simply redemption. Perhaps peace has been an option all along.

[kerakeriza]

i hope you all know this will be the basis for my next jasoncest post

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Tentatodd Week Day 2: Technology & Toys

Slowly catching up for @tentatoddweek today... hope you guys like~ I couldn’t decide what version I like so I made two just in case uwu