Hi! :) I realized turnabout is fair play so this is me asking for any jason fic recs you might have for me.
Have a wonderful weekend! 💕
hey, yeah of course!! this list is gonna be mainly angst and whump, with some fluff! check the tags of each fic so you don't end up reading something you don't want to see!
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/54591685
Jason struggles with expectation and reality; what Superman had been for Dick, what he could have been for Jason, and the nothing that he ultimately was.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54688366
Jason finds the younger Arkham Knight version of himself held captive by the Joker below Arkham.
https://archiveofourown.org/series/1328723
basically a series where jason escapes an abusive relationship and meets roy (protective batfam!! and small jason bc no capes au)
https://archiveofourown.org/series/2962401
a series of stories within the same time line, exploring jason's history as a victim of human trafficking and child sexplotiation
https://archiveofourown.org/works/53281042
an exploration of jason's parental figures
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54121165
Jason falls. Of course, he falls. Bruce wasn’t holding onto him. (a fic that delves into jason's expectations of bruce as a parent and how he struggles to prove his worth as bruce's new child)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/15320190
an exploration of jason and dick's brotherhood:
Following his disastrous confrontation with Jason in New York, Dick can't get the note Jason sent him upon leaving out of his head. He talks it over with his psychiatrist friend Clancy and comes to a horrifying realization: it's not emotional manipulation. It's Jason trying to cash in on a promise Dick made to him long ago. A promise to always be there for his little brother.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52453172
roy's perspective of jason's relationship with the bats
https://archiveofourown.org/works/53536696
bruce, during and directly after jason's death (gore warning but also ABSOLUTELY heartbreaking omg)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/33947401/chapters/84421471
Bruce is racing across Ethiopia to save his son. Bruce is fighting in the Batcave to stop his son. Bruce is 34 years old. Bruce is 39 years old. Then Bruce is looking at ...Bruce. Uh oh.
(a time travel fic where bruce and jason, on the day of his death, find themselves in front of bruce and jason from five years in the future)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26820559
married jaykyle wherein kyle has some words for bruce after the events of rhato 25
https://archiveofourown.org/works/23062525
cute jason/joseph wilson multi-chapter fic where jason is also mute (from the batarang) and he learns what love is
https://archiveofourown.org/works/46774495
Jason survives Ethiopia and returns home; this is the beginning.
(GENUINELY DEVASTATING like i cried omg.. i won't spoil anything but definitely read!)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38173990
Batman finds and apprehends the Red Hood after he attempts to murder the Joker, then surrenders him to the mental health facilities of Arkham Asylum. This is the best way to prevent more deaths, and it's also in the best interest of the Red Hood, who is clearly unstable.
Insane criminals cannot be permitted to walk the streets of Gotham. Certainly not ones raised by the Batman. Not under any circumstances.
(disturbing content; jason is abused at the hands of the staff in arkham asylum and is in a state of overmedication throughout the entire fic, amazing fic but read the warning tags carefully!)
https://archiveofourown.org/works/45156520
a fic in which jason has dissociative identity disorder
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[DP x DC fic]
[Love at first... murder? - part 10]
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Part 1
Ao3
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Private chat nicknames:
ImBaby= Danielle/Dani/Ellie
MiddleChild= Danny
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Danny rubs his eyes and stares at the laptop in front of him as he’s trying to focus. He’s currently at a table he claimed in his school’s library, and he’s been staring at his screen for a solid 25 minutes by now.
He currently has a free period, just before his last class of the day, so he decided to try and get some homework done now since he has less time after school today.
Because of his date.
He’s going on a date!
Due to the excitement, Danny can’t quite stop himself from grinning like a loon. To be perfectly honest, he hasn’t been able to stop grinning and blushing even since Red Hood had sent that last message.
It’s a date.
Red Hood had confirmed it’s a date!
The buzzing of his phone as he receives a message draws his attention away from his schoolwork even though it wasn’t on that anyway but on a certain kind and handsome vigilante.
Danny picks the device up and takes a look. Seeing Ellie had messaged him, he raises an eyebrow. Assuming it to be another one picture of her standing on some monument in human form in spaces humans without powers shouldn’t be able to get to, like a horse on a roof, he opens the chat.
Though…
That’s not a selfie on top of El Ángel de la Independencia in Mexico, he muses as he reads the text with a slightly confused frown.
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Private chat
~ ImBaby changed their name to SirEllieOfTheInfiniteRealms ~
~ SirEllieOfTheInfiniteRealms changed the name of MiddleChild to HisMajesty ~
SirEllieOfTheInfiniteRealms: once nightfall has cometh upon us, and the world has been plunged into darkness, though blood may be shed, be assured brother o mine, thine honor shall be guarded. i have formulated various challenges most onerous to confirmeth whether the helmed knight in red is righteous enough to court thee. for now, i will have to wish thee adieu, brother mine, as I will need to maketh some preparations for these mentioned challenges before I can enact them. as for the outcome of the trials i have set, i shall visit thee within the following fortnight bearing the news. until such time, i giveth thou farewell. ancients be with ye. o7
HisMajesty: ???
HisMajesty: have you swallowed an encyclopedia again? 🤨
HisMajesty: didn’t know it would actually work with teaching you new words 🤔
HisMajesty: would’ve been good to know when I still had Lancer’s English classes 😔😔
HisMajesty: what does even this mean? 🤔🤔
HisMajesty: what are you planning??
HisMajesty: Ellie?
HisMajesty: no seriously, like
HisMajesty: have you been hanging out with CW lately?? 👀👀
HisMajesty: cause this is exactly the sort of cryptic shit I’d expect coming from him 😕😒
HisMajesty: not you
HisMajesty: …usually 😔
HisMajesty: unless he told you to tell me this??? 🤨 🤨
HisMajesty: but then again, he prefers to use his sticky notes to leave me cryptic messages..
HisMajesty: Ellie? 😟
HisMajesty: what are you doing????
HisMajesty: where even are you right now?? 🤔
HisMajesty: last I heard you were in Mexico 🇲🇽
HisMajesty: are you still there?
HisMajesty: Ellie
HisMajesty: please answer me 🙏🙏
HisMajesty: Ellieeeeee ☹️
HisMajesty: Elle
HisMajesty: Els
HisMajesty: Ella
HisMajesty: Elski
HisMajesty: Elleroonie
HisMajesty: Ellexandro
HisMajesty: Eljamin
HisMajesty: Ellodore
HisMajesty: 🥺
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Danny stops messaging her when he realizes she’s not going to read any of his texts any time soon. He lets out a weary sigh.
What has she gotten herself into this time?
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Red Hood came to pick Danny up at his apartment at 12.50. He rang the doorbell this time. Before Danny can do so much as greet him, Red Hood hands him a box. Danny looks at it confused before moving his gaze onto Red Hood with the same expression.
“Here, for you” He grunts.
Danny looks back down at the box and under the stare of the helmed vigilante, that Danny can’t quite see due to the helmet. Danny takes it and opens it gingerly. Inside are what seem to be some kind of chocolate squares.
“It’s chocolate fudge. Homemade. Wasn’t quite sure what you would like…” Red Hood explains.
Danny looks back up and beams at him, cheeks turning slightly pink.
“Oh no, this is great! Thanks!”
He tries one out, under the watchful eye of Red Hood and Oh Ancients, they are delicious. Which Danny then also proceeds to verbalize.
“Oh my Ancients, these are amazing. Thank you so much!”
Danny gives him a quick hug, even lifting him slightly off the ground which does things to Red Hood (not that Danny noticed), as Red Hood lets out a soft “No problem” before letting go as he remembers something
“Oh wait! Before we go, I also have something for you as well!” Danny blurts out, quickly darting back into his apartment to get something, putting the box of chocolate fudge down on his counter.
He guesses Red Hood hadn’t quite expected that, as he was still frozen into place when Danny came back with his own gift for his date.
Danny hands over a small inconspicuous white box. Red Hood takes it and opens it before carefully taking out the sleek silver watch and turning it over.
As he’s looking it over, Danny starts talking again.
“Okay, okay, so I’ll explain what it does in a minute. First off though, put it on!” He says, jittery from nerves and excitement
He really hopes Red Hood will like it.
Red Hood silently does as he says and puts on the watch.
“Now turn to the wall and press that button right there!” Danny continues, pointing out a small button on the side of the watch.
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What Jason had expected to happen when he pressed the button on the watch, was for it to light up or turn on or something, maybe play a little tune or a nice message.
What Jason hadn’t expected to happen, was for a toxic green laser to shoot out of the watch and blast the wall in front of him, leaving behind a black scorch mark.
Stunned, Jason drops his gaze back onto the, now slightly smoking, ‘watch’ before turning his wide-eyed gaze back onto Danny. Danny, who seems to be practically vibrating in excitement and is eagerly awaiting his reaction.
“Do you like it? It’s the Fenton Watch Ray! I modeled it after the Fenton Wrist Ray, but I decided to make the design more sleek and inconspicuous. When pressing the button, it’ll release a highly pressurized ectoplasmic energy blast.
“You see, it takes in ambient ectoplasm from the surrounding area as fuel! So it won’t run out of energy and you don’t need to charge it! The ectoplasm it’s infused with also makes it more resistant, so it’s harder to break and you’ll be able to take it out on patrol with you if you need it!
“Don’t worry though! While it may look a little dangerous, it’s actually quite harmless to living humans! The most it’ll do is knock them down, or even out on some occasions. And there’s no lasting after-effects!
“Oh! And this button,” Danny pauses as he points out a button on the other side of the watch, “shows you the time!”
Danny pushes the button and, sure enough, the screen of the ‘watch’ lights up, showing it is currently 12.56 pm.
During the entire rant, Jason just stares at Danny through his helmet in stunned silence. He didn’t quite understand everything that was just word-vomited at him, but he got the general gist of it.
‘Marry me,’ is what he wants to say.
“Thank you” is what he says instead, in the softest tone known to man with blushing cheeks and a lovesick smile on his face.
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Taglist:
@i-always-say-yea @uraniumwizard @why-must-i-be-like-this @griffinthing
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oh nuts. a life experience has given me a new layer of perspective on Cas's homosexual declaration of love to Dean.
recently I had occasion to tell a person I had feelings for them knowing full well they didn't feel even a twinge of the same thing for me. while the whole thing was a decidedly unpleasant experience, I kept laughing at myself internally bc I didn't want to say "the happiness is just in saying it" like fucking Castiel over here. (we don't need to talk about it, it's fine.) (I am happier having said it and it's kind of bullshit, but I digress.)
because the thing is, the happiness isn't in just saying it, right? the happiness is in the having. I made a whole TikTok "proving" that the Empty didn't come for Cas when he confessed his love, but rather when he realized Dean loved him back. even for Cas, the happiness was in the having, not in the saying, however brief it was.
and I've always been one of those people who rolled their eyes at the whole concept. why would the happiness be in just being, in just saying it, if it's right there in front of you to have. and then it hit me like a tonne of bricks (as I was washing my kitchen counters).
Cas really didn't think he could have Dean.
at all. in any capacity. he really, truly, and honestly felt to the depths of himself that Dean did not have any twinge of similar feelings, that this really was a Hail Mary shot-in-the-dark. and I think me, personally, really didn't understand that about Cas. that his belief in his love being unrequited was that unshakable.
something else I've been pondering is how audiences have so much more empathy for fictional characters who share traits that IRL they find objectionable and unappealing. but the thing is about fictional characters is that we follow them around in their most private, vulnerable moments. we see Dean mourning Cas when he dies, literally killing himself because he can't live without him, but it's so easy to forget that we're the omniscient ones here.
Cas never knew.
Dean's whole thing was pushing him away, keeping him at arm's length, making it seem like whatever heroic thing he does for Cas he'd do for anyone. he downplays how important it is for Dean to share the Deancave with him, to show him his favourite movies, share his favourite songs. he acts like the things Cas does for him don't mean that much to hide how much they do mean. he uses "we" whenever he even gets in the vicinity of expressing a feeling. "We were worried." "We're glad you're back." "We needed a win." "You're our brother." The audience knew the difference. We saw how he'd clench his jaw or swallow hard or make a face that said "God, I'm being such an idiot". Because we saw him in those little moments. We got to see the cracks in the mask.
but Cas never knew.
the self-hating angel of Thursday was never going to think it was all a way for Dean to protect himself. obviously, that's the delicious tragedy of it all, but what I think I realized at the end of all that is Cas confessing his love to a Dean who didn't love him back wouldn't have worked. Because the happiness really is in the having. If happiness was just in saying it, then The Empty would have come before Cas even finished getting the words out of his mouth.
so Cas's plan wouldn't have worked if Dean didn't love him back.
this is just me yapping on about my own nonsense, but I do think it's really interesting. there's contentment in "just saying it". there's freedom and relief and an unburdening. I think one can argue that it makes being happy in the being easier. there is certainly some joy in telling a person you think that highly of them. but true happiness?
nah.
true happiness is always going to only be in the having. Cas didn't understand the difference until he experienced it, and by then, it was too late.
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