#jason: GOD YOURE SO EMBARRASSING DAD

[trashmakerarticle]

Everyone thinks that dick was the golden child when in reality it was Jason.

Clark: Bruce who was your favourite robin?

Dick: obviously it’s me?

Tim: it’s dick

Damian: I am superior robin, it will be me.

Bruce: it’s Jason

Everyone: WHAT?!?!???

Bruce: why are you so surprised? He didn’t jump on too my chandeliers which I had to replace each week

*everyone looks at dick*

Bruce: he didn’t drop out of school

*everyone looks at tim*

Bruce: I didn’t have to stop him from killing everyone who annoyed him

*everyone looks at Damian*

Bruce: in fact, he enjoyed school and handed all his homework in on time, we would spend hours in the library reading his favourite classics. He even helped Alfred with most of the cooking, He was my little boy

Jason: stop spreading lies, I hate you go away

Bruce: my precious little boy

#jason todd #Bruce Wayne #dick Grayson #Damian Wayne #tim Drake #clark kent #Batman #alfred pennyworth #Bruce: he my little baby #jason: I’m 6’2 and have the ability to kill you if I wanted #Bruce: my baby my little son #jason: GOD YOURE SO EMBARRASSING DAD #jason was probably the most behaved child before he went boom boom and I stand by that #he enjoyed school #most likey hated it when he missed it #and he loves classic literature??? #bros a huge nerd #yea dick is all smiles but probably gave Bruce’s near death heart attacks everytime he swung from chandeliers and rooftops #jason just wanted to live his life in the library reading his fav books and homework

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

Hey, could you please do a Percy x daughter of Dionysus headcannons pls?

⋆⭒˚.⋆ percy jackson x daughter of dionysus! reader hcs

content: percy jackson x daughter of dionysus! reader hcs warning: language, i think sexual references??? idk, mentions of death and grief author's note: i might as well just do all the greek gods daughters x percy jackson at this point. look, i love percy, really i do, but where are the leo requests??? the jason requests??? frank??? luke?? guys, save me from drowning in percy requests

the princess of camp half blood has arrived

even before she started dating percy she was little miss popular

shes like that one friend with like no shame or embarrassment, which in turn makes you have no shame or embarrassment and then somehow you guys are apart of a flash mob.

idk how else to explain it, like all inhibitions are gone

actually, it's like being drunk but still being able to think and what not

she, like her father, had a 'revolt against authority' habit.

lets not forget that dionysus got put in charge of camp half blood bc he was pissing off his own father

also, when new campers come and are like mr. d this and mr.d that, she just goes 'the d stands for dad' and walks away

its her funniest bit

she's actually pretty close with her father, but you wouldn't guess it from the way they yell at each other

"OUT OF ALL THE GUYS AT THIS GODS FORSAKEN CAMP?? PETER JOHNSON??"

"YOU KNOW HIS NAME, DEADBEAT. AND AT LEAST HE'S HOT!"

"I DON'T CARE IF HE'S A DAMN MODEL-"

that's love right there

when no one was looking - and i mean literally no one, if you see this, it's the last thing you see - they had their heartfelt moments

"here. it was the deepest back wine bottle i could find. im assuming that makes it the oldest."

"did i ever mention you're my favorite daughter? by far better than all those other ones...and i'm not just saying that because of the wine."

"I know, dad."

when castor died, one of her baby brothers, the first person she went sobbing to was her dad, dragging pollux with her as they both needed their dad in that moment

then she went running to percy, who held her like she would slip away.

percy found healthy ways for her to get her grief out, having found a secluded part of the woods and just letting her grow and kill and grow and kill those plants over and over again.

she'd later take pollux out there, help him the way percy helped her.

following what happened with castor, mr. d approached percy when his daughter wasn't around.

"look, i know we don't get along and you are quite literally the biggest pain in my ass but...i'm willing to be, er, civil. for her."

"you know what? i can look past the years of slander for her, too," percy replied, shaking mr. d's outstretched hand. mr. d rolled his eyes and went to make a smart comment before closing his mouth.

"and you'll look out for her?"

"with every inch of me."

"good."

as much as she loved her cabin, when she hung out with percy it was always in his cabin.

his bed was softer he'd say, but he actually just considered it neutral ground.

to go into the dionysus cabin would be asking to get choked out by vines.

though, the more percy thought about it, the more she was worth it.

his favorite thing to do with her tho is just explore new york

like i mentioned earlier, girly has no shame and will do a cartwheel on the sidewalk if you so much as think about it

it feels like he's seeing the city for the first time all over again, this time through her eyes

and the world was pretty beautiful through her eyes, percy was learning quickly

tho, not even close to as beautiful as her

cheeky bastard

but he’s YOUR cheeky bastard so you put up with his ass

#postcards from covey ౨ৎ #all my love ౨ৎ #percy jackson #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo fandom #percy jackson x reader

[ma1dita]

🐥 a lil something for jason grace? just yk him meeting hephaestus!reader for the first time at camp half blood and she's this bubbly girl who befriends everyone cuz that's just how she is and like she offers everyone solutions to material problems like aphrodite kids with vanity mirrors that light up on their own, apollo kids with medical kits that look small outside but has TONS of storage, demeter kids with self watering pots, etc

reader gives him a welcome gift (leo and piper too), a compact watch sword thingy like percy's and jason's like new to this bcs all his life he's been treated like a prince in waiting, a leader most of the time and he hasn't had anyone do something for him cuz its usually him doing things

ooh and a lil bit of leo valdez teasing him bcs of him blushing when she's around cuz reader is his sister basically, same dad and all

Thank you and happy bday again!

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jason grace x hephaestus!reader

a/n: this was so cute but pls lmk if i got his character right...i had to reference my irl pjo bestie for this i love this boy

wc: 766

Jason Grace thinks you talk too much.

And too fast. It’s one of the first things he noticed about Camp Half-Blood weirdly enough, besides the nagging feeling that he didn’t belong there. There wasn’t so much as a day where he wouldn’t see you whizzing past campers offering to tinker items to make their lives easier, and he could barely keep up—which says a lot for a boy raised to be a soldier.

It was like you set everything alight, and the flames you left in your midst could not be tamed; everyone was enamored by you, and admittedly, so was he. The son of Jupiter was sure his brain had short-circuited along with everything else going on but all of his worries were dashed when you presented him with a wristwatch shield.

Jason blinks slowly.

“Are you listening? Do you like it? I can change the finish on it or scrap it completely if you don’t think it’s cool, or maybe it's too big? Let me see your wrist—Jace?”

You wave your hand in his face before grabbing his arm, encircling his wrist with the metal links to make sure your creation fits him comfortably.

Too torn between the predicament of being raised by fucking wolves and training for a war that no one knows the start date of, Jason Grace has not had too much time to acquaint himself with the matters of the heart. So in his eyes, this poor sweetheart thought your welcome gift was the equivalent of a marriage proposal, or something like that…

Your half-sibling Leo thought this was hilarious of course, his teasing grin stoking the fire in the pit of Jason’s stomach when he asked to see it. The blond boy was gentle with your gift, shaking his head at the notion that it meant anything, that you were just kind to everyone, and nothing about it whatsoever makes him special.

Okay buddy…

So of course when you came to confront him about Leo’s taunting that had reached all of the inhabitants of cabin 9 (and the armory, and the counselors, and even Chiron and Mr. D—the biggest gossips of Camp Half-Blood), Jason Grace, a boy who usually has his shit together, was reduced to the phenomenon of being an embarrassed teenager with a crush.

You were standing a little too close for his liking and even if he towered over you, the blaze in your eyes could incite fear in the gods.

“Just because I'm nice and do things for you doesn’t mean that I like you, Jason Grace,” you say adamantly as you cross your arms over your chest. He notices the smudge of soot on your cheekbone, and thinks it looks quite pretty against your complexion.

“Of course.”

“I gave you the wristwatch shield as a welcome gift,” you say next, to which he nods since it’s a fact.

“Of course, I didn’t mea—”

“I mean you’re always protecting others, so I thought someone should protect you for a change,” you mutter, watching him scratch the nape of his neck as your smile spreads like gasoline touched by a lit match. He can’t help but embrace the burn (His serious demeanor is broken by the smile on his face, so big that it almost hurts).

“But you are right, I do like you. Suppose we’ll have to do something about that.”

Thinking hard about the confession that left your mouth, you look like you’re working through a methodical problem to solve— finding the missing piece to a puzzle instead of making the son of Jupiter's face heat up like a thousand suns. He reckons there’s an ambush inside of him as something starts to work harder than usual, not his brain overridden by battle tactics and that of survival— but his heart, beating fast like a well oiled machine (and more importantly like a normal teenage boy). 

Jason reaches out to rub the soot away from your cheek, but when you pull him in by the collar of his shirt to kiss him, he finds himself to be stained by you all the same.

#jo's 23rd birthday bash ⋆｡°✩ #jason grace x reader #pjo x reader #hoo x reader #jason grace fluff #made by ma1dita ♥︎ #heroes of olympus x reader #for my gn babies (づ ◕‿◕ )づ

[vanwritesfan-fiction]

Wide Open Spaces

Travis takes you on the annual Kelce family camping trip, your first opportunity to make a good impression with his family, or so you think

Dedicated to @princessmermaid1289 for their birthday!

"I don't think you're putting it together right, Travis." You flipped the white instruction pamphlet around in your hands, squinting your eyes at the diagrams on the page.

"Let me see this." Travis stepped out of the nylon tent, dragging it along the ground with him as he stood up. You passed him the paper, giggling to yourself as you watched the gears turn in his head to no avail. He let out a frustrated huff, throwing the posts down on the ground.

"Travis was never good at the whole reading instructions thing." Jason walked into the campground, placing his and Kylie's bags with the rest of the provisions. "Come to think about it, he's never been good with reading either." Travis flipped Jason the middle finger, earning a hearty chuckle from his older brother. Kylie filed in behind her husband, struggling to hold the cooler in her arms.

"Here, let me help you, Kylie." You shuffled over to grab one end of the plastic container, helping her place it atop the picnic table.

"How is she holding up?" Jason asked Travis just above a whisper, once you were out of earshot. Travis removed his baseball cap, wiping the sweat from his brow. "So far so good."

It started a couple of years ago. Things were going really good for Travis in pretty much every area of his life except dating. He was at the top of his game in football, and his popularity garnered him many a endorsement and brand collaboration. It also meant that women flocked to him in a way they had never before, and he wasn't sure who he could trust, and who was in it for the potential money and fame that came with dating him.

Jason suggested a test, a way to see if the girl was really interested in Travis for who he was and not what he could provide for them. They each were invited on the camping trip for the weekend, and Travis and Jason would put up bets to see how long they could last.

At first it was just some silly competition between brothers, but they quickly realized that it was a solid way to see who was in it for the long haul.

Travis was really hoping you passed the test this weekend. He was head over heels in love with you, and he really saw a future together.

****

You finally got the tent up just as the sun started to set, a cool breeze moving through the campsite. You slipped on one of Travis' hoodies before heading over to the picnic table to help Kylie with dinner prep. Travis and Jason already had a couple of beers in them, the cans collecting by the fire pit as they traded some funny childhood stories.

"Y/N, did Travis ever tell you how he wet the bed until he was 12 years old?" Jason hiccuped as he downed the last sip of his IPA, crushing the can in his hand. You could make out Travis's blush of embarrassment through the haze of dusk. "Oh my god, I stopped when I was like nine!" You let out a belly laugh as you cut up a few carrots. "You say that like its so much better." Jason continued to joke at his brother's expense.

"Why don't the two of you go get us some more firewood?", Kylie suggested, earning a loud groan from the two men. "Let's go man. I gotta take a piss anyway." Travis walked into the woods, Jason stumbling behind him.

****

Kylie looked up at you from her spot, giving you a gentle smile. The two of you had gotten really close over the last couple of months, and you considered her a friend. "Are you having a good time?" You nodded as you rubbed your arms, trying to warm yourself. "I am. I used to go camping all the time with my dad growing up, it was our own little tradition like what Travis and Jason have."

"I'm sure they didn't account for that." Kylie scrunches her eyebrows, letting out a quiet chuckle.

"Didn't account for what?", you asked.

She sighed, wiping her hands on her pant legs. "I'm not supposed to tell you this, but I really like you, and I think that you and Travis have something. This weekend is a test."

You shook your head, not completely understanding. "A test? What kind of test?"

"A test of your relationship", she continued, "see if you could handle roughing it. I had no idea at the time, but Jason put me through the same thing when we were dating." You felt your stomach drop, your throat drying up. You really cared about Travis, but you didn't think he needed you to prove it. Was he unsure about your relationship?

Kylie placed a hand over yours, offering you comfort. She could see the worry flash over your face. "I know its not what you were expecting, but I get why they do it. All the money and the fame comes with a lot of fake people. They really are good guys. I hope this doesn't make you hate Travis."

"Hate, no. But I am a little pissed." You admitted, letting out a humourless laugh. "I was expecting a relaxing weekend, and instead I find out my boyfriend is trying to test my character."

"If you're up for it. I think I have an idea of how we can give them a taste of their own medicine." You spent the next couple of minutes planning your revenge with Kylie.

****

The last embers from the fire were beginning to die down, exhaustion from the day starting to weigh on you.

"I think I'm going to head to bed." You yawned out, patting Travis on the shoulder as you passed him. "I think I'll join you."

"Actually, Kylie and I were thinking we'd share a tent, and you could bunk with your brother. Just for tonight, we realized we could use some girl time."

"Are you sure?" Travis grabbed your hand, stopping you before you reached the tent.

"Yes, good night." You gave him a quick peck on the lips before walking away.

Travis tossed around in his sleeping bag, groaning as he propped an arm behind his head. He had gotten maybe 10 minutes of sleep before Jason started snoring, a sound that rivaled a bear's growl. Shoving him in the side did nothing to stop the torment, only giving him a few seconds of silence before the snores started again.

The woods were silent aside from a rustling in the trees. Travis listened intently to the sounds around him, his eyelids slowly closing.

****

They shot open to a booming sound, as if something had fallen from the trees.

"Jason. Jason." Travis whispered aggressively, trying to wake his brother up. "What?" he finally groaned, scratching his stomach.

"Did we tie up the food? I think I hear a bear outside."

"Yeah, I made sure of it. There is no way a bear is gonna wander into our campsite. Go back to sleep", Jason remarked as he turned over.

The next sound was much louder, as if some branches had fallen.

"What the fuck was that?" Jason sat up, running his fingers through his hair.

"I thought it was NoThInG?" Travis mocked, sitting up as well. "My wife and your girlfriend are probably fighting for their lives right now in their tent, and you want to mock me?"

"I'm sure they're fine. Like you said, we tied up the food. It was probably just an owl or something." Travis searched for his phone as Jason got up. "I'm gonna go check on them." As he reached for the entrance zipper, the tent began to shake violently.

"I'm getting the fuck out of here!" The Kelce brothers hustled out of the tent, only to be met with a splash of water to the face. "Gotcha!" You billowed over in laughter, watching Travis try to catch his breath, his clothes drenched.

"What the hell was that for? We thought you were in trouble." Travis wrung out his t-shirt, "That wasn't funny, babe."

You scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest. "No Travis, you know what's not funny? You inviting me here under the pretense that I was going to get to enjoy a weekend with you and your family, but really it was a test to see if I was a gold digger." You thought the whole situation didn't bother you, but as the words rolled off of your tongue, you realized you were truly hurt. Jason made eye contact with Kylie, mouthing 'what the hell' are her.

"She deserved to know, Jason. I really like her." Kylie shrugged her shoulders.

Travis took a step toward you. "Listen, baby, I can explain." You stopped him before he could lay a hand on you. "Just don't. I'm going back to bed, I'll see you all in the morning." You excused yourself from the group before Travis could get another word out.

****

You were wide awake for most of the night, running the last couple of months of your relationship with Travis through your mind, trying to pinpoint if there was ever a time when you had given the impression you wanted more from him than just him. Resolving that you weren't going to get any sleep, you got out of the tent, adjusting your eyes to the bright light of the morning. The campsite was empty, the sun barely visible over the horizon.

"Good morning", you jumped at the sound of Jason's voice, his hands full a tackle box and two fishing poles as he walked over to you. You stayed silent, kind of pissed at Travis' accomplice in all of this.

"Ah, the silent treatment. I know it well, Kylie gives it to me all the time." You let out a quiet chuckle at his joke, tight lipped otherwise. "There she is. I could use a partner for my fishing, makes the whole experience a lot less boring." Jason held up his tackle box, a proverbial white flag for his part in this weekend.

"Don't you think you should ask Travis?" Fishing really wasn't your forte, and you didn't think you'd be a good companion in your current mood.

"Uh, Travis, no. He's never been one for fishing. Besides, I think I owe you an apology for yesterday."

****

You sat on a rock while Jason set up your fishing pole for you, effortlessly flinging the line into the river before handing it to you. "I always said that if I wasn't in the NFL, I'd want to be one of those professional fishers. Just me, Winnie and Baloo on the water all day." Jason hummed as he casted his own line, leaning back on his forearms. You gave him a soft smile, pulling your arms into your sweater sleeves for warmth. You both sat in silence for a moment, listening to the water crash off the bank.

"My dad loves fishing, we used to spend pretty much every weekend either camping or fishing together. It was a big part of my childhood." You reeled your line in a bit when you thought you had bite, recasting when you realized you had just gotten caught on a branch.

"I had no idea." Jason adjusted his hat. "There's a lot of things you don't know about me." You let out a humorless laugh.

"You're right", he nodded, looking over at you. "And I owe you an apology. I really am sorry for misleading you this weekend. Travis has had his fair share of interesting girlfriends, and with everything that has happened in our career, I'm just very protective of him." Jason knew it probably didn't mean much coming from him, but he thought you at least deserved an explanation.

"I really do care about your brother, Travis. I'm not in it for the money or the fame." You swallowed, your eyes beginning to water. You let out a shaky breath, wiping your face with your sleeve.

"I know, I know. You two are really good together. I should have realized a long time ago that you were different. Hell, you're probably too good for my brother." You both chuckled. "Thank you, I accept your apology." Your moment was interrupted when you felt your fishing pole tug in your hands, your line starting to run away.

"Grab it, grab it." Jason instructed, guiding you as you reeled in your line. "Whatever it is, its gotta big huge if its giving you this much trouble!" You used all of your strength, handing it over to Jason when you lost your grip. As the last few meters of line came in, the giant catch was revealed: a tiny fathead minnow, probably weighed no more than a couple ounces.

"Ha!", you called out, allowing yourself to laugh and let the worry from earlier leave you. "You're welcome for breakfast this morning."

****

Travis' eyes lit up when he saw you walking back from the lake. He stood up, wringing his hands together in nervousness.

"We'll give you two some privacy." Jason and Kylie walked off to the car while you approached Travis. "Hi, did you sleep okay?" You could see the bags under his eyes; he probably got as much sleep as you did last night.

"Uh, no. I kept myself awake thinking of ways to apologize to you." You took his hand, your gaze falling as you rubbed your thumb over his knuckles. "Travis, there is no need to apologize. I know why you did what you did. You're not sure who you can trust now that you're Travis Kelce, best tight end in the league." You gave him a genuine smile.

"That's no excuse. You're not like any of the other girls I've dated."

"People keep saying that, but I don't know what that means." You climbed onto the top of the picnic table, Travis settling down next to you. "I just mean, I didn't have any doubts about you before we got here. You mean the world to me, baby."

"I'm so glad to hear you say that, Travis. I really care about you too." Your eyes dropped to his lips, Travis lifting your chin to meet his lips, your kiss soft and gentle.

"Good, the two of you have made up. Now we can all eat breakfast." Jason and Kylie returned with some bread, peanut butter and jelly for sandwiches.

"Wait, you guys didn't get any fish when you went out this morning?" Travis questioned, jumping off the table.

"Nothing was biting this morning, we'll try again tomorrow." Jason gave you a wink as he handed you a plate.

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[gleasonlovesjasontodd]

part two of jason todd head cannons or thoughts i have about dating him!!!

(scroll down for a little message from me☺️☺️☺️)

he is a theater kid i have always thought that and i’m so glad people are starting to think that

loves kissing your neck like you could be making dinner working on your laptop and he will come up behind you and his hands on your waist and just start kissing your neck and then start asking about your day i just know he makes you blush and he enjoys that

y’all have a personal book club and every month you read each other books you picked out and y’all talk about the books and have like cookies and tea maybe ( i personally only started reading jane austen for jason and i ended up loving her books so i have him to thank for getting me started reading her books)

jason gives me ravenclaw or slytherin vibes more ravenclaw i can’t decide yet

definitely keeps in mind of things you like and i’m not just talking about like your food or drink choices i mean everything a certain blanket you sleep with he will get it for you if you fall asleep on the couch your jewelry the ring you wear everyday suddenly your not wearing it he will ask where it is he knows you get headaches carry’s advil for you

he would most definitely get you a necklace with his initial on it “because i want to wear his initial around my neck not because he owns because he really knows me” if your a swiftie you will get this and it’s even better cause it’s the tiffany one that taylor has ( fun fact my mom has the tiffany necklace with my dads initial and it’s so cute)

shirtless jason we already talked about this but my god those abs they are quite literally the only thing i think about like imagine jason wakes up before you and lets you sleep in and you wake up and you wake up to him shirtless with grey sweatpants and your literally just like this 😮 like no matter how many times you have seen him shirtless he still gets you and he just smiles and finds it cute and you just get embarrassed before he tells you to come over and he moves you on his lap and just tells you how adorable you are and your all red and blushing

definitely loves physical touch it might have taken a while but once he gets comfortable he is kissing you and holding a 100%

if you’re like me who loves watching trashy reality tv like bravo,mtv, and tlc he might not get the hype but because he loves you he will watch it with you and i know he is secretly a vanderpump rules fan don’t even get me started

i also think that if you woke him up in like the middle of the night saying jay tapping he shoulder he would wake up thinking something is wrong but you are just looking at him with your gorgeous eyes saying you want a coke from the corner store he would sigh and get it for you because he loves you that much and would do anything for you and would come back with probably snacks because he knows you’re gonna want them and just smiles at you because he loves you and you give him the biggest kiss because he really didn’t need to wake up and get you this and i 100% think he would do this no matter how tired he is from patrol

also i would just like to thank every single one of you who have liked, rebloged my posts, or even commented i truly appreciate it and yall make me feel so loved and good about my shitty writing never did i think it would get over five likes so thank you so much!!

-gleason🎀🎀🎀🎀

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[anime-writing-everything]

I’ve just learned of the Cryptid Batman tag and in honor of that I have some thoughts....

Batman intentionally makes himself as cryptidish as possible, he has mechanisms in his suit to allow for this. He enjoys it. He uses it to make more fear. It goes really well for him.

Except then he gets a child, many children. He doesn’t want to scare them! He also doesn’t want to embarrass them! So he just like doesn’t do his whole cryptid persona in front of them. He teaches them how to disappear and such so he doesn’t totally give away his thing, but he only goes Full Cryptid when they aren’t near him. It gets to the point that Gotham truly believes he’s some sort of animal, who only becomes more stable and human like when bound to a Robin (which isn’t far off really).

And like I said, his kids don’t know about it. Gothamites or the Justice League will bring it up and they’re like “Aren’t you being a little extreme?? He’s just a little goth man?” To which everyone else just doesn’t understand how they’re unafraid and all.

BONUS:

He tries to do this with Red Hood. They whole shebang. I’m talking smoke, lengthening claws and jowls from mechanisms in the suit. He’s all ready to put the fear of god in this villain when the man starts wheezing.

Red Hood: *absolutely dying* D-dad what the fuck? Have you been doing this the whole time??

Batman: dad?

Red Hood: *reveals himself* this makes so much more sense, you actually make yourself a Cryptid? You fucking dramatic theatre goth!

Batman: *embarrassed and surprised* Jason?!?

Red Hood: *still laughing*

Batman: *pouting* it’s not that funny.

Red Hood: I’m still mad that you didn’t kill the joker for me, but I am willing to come home under one condition

Batman: *suspicious but wants him home* what?

Red Hood: I get to be a Cryptid too! I want all the same equipment

Batman: *happy bat noises*

*later*

Batman: you’re not gonna tell your siblings this right?

Red Hood: fuck no, I’m not gonna ruin this!

#batdad #batfamily #batman #bruce wayne #bruce wayne is a good dad #jason todd #red hood #damian wayne #batkids #dick grayson #tim drake #alfred pennyworth #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #Cryptid Batman

[vee-crytraps]

Kiss Me More | Ch 2 | {Burning Down the House}

Chapter Summary: Coffee, tea and the third degree. It's breakfast time at Wayne Manor. AN: New to posting fics on Tumblr, feel free to read here or over on Ao3 under the username VenusCrytraps. Same bat time, same bat channel.

{Trigger warning/Themes Masterlist}

Jason is up first, long before most of the other members have gathered for breakfast. His hair is messy, but his face is clean shaven. He had elected to ‘forget’ his shaving kit back at his apartment in the East side in protest, but Alfred always made sure that Jason’s manor quarters had spares on spares.

Not one to waste the old mans effort, Jason saunters down the wide staircase in a nice shirt and black pants, with his jacket slung over his shoulder. He looks much more put together than usual, a self satisfied smirk on his face lingering from the memory of last night’s encounter. 

Bruce eyes him from over his morning paper, watching Jason load proteins and even a few pancakes onto his plate. Everyone else just seems relieved that this holds the potential for a rare, drama-free morning, and greets him with varying degrees of enthusiasm.

You’re the last to arrive, well rested and robed, a modest nightgown peaking out from underneath. You greet everyone individually, even taking the time to ruffle an annoyed Damian’s hair and press a quick appreciative kiss to Bruce’s cheek.

Sitting down next to Jason, you begin to load up your own plate.

“Have some breakfast with your coffee,” You tease, watching as Tim pours himself what is no doubt his second cup since sitting down.

Spirits seem a little less lively than usual, considering this is the first breakfast you’ve had in a long time with all of your brothers in attendance. The silence eats at you. You hate being able to hear yourself think. And chew.

“Soooo,” You start, sliding your gaze across the faces of your seated family members. “How was patrol?”

“No Bat talk at the table,” Bruce reminds you. He doesn’t even bother to look up to scold you, and that kind of ticks you off. He turns the page. “Eat your breakfast.”

“Sir, yes sir,” You lift your fork in a mock solute, and your dad barely manages to grunt in acknowledgement. He’s clearly tired. You suspect he hasn’t slept much. 

In comparison to usual, anyway.

Damian, on the other hand, is as eager as you are to fill the grating silence. Which would make you suspicious if you weren’t so desperate for some conversation. “What else even is there for us to talk about?” He questions, but it goes unanswered.

“I got somethin’.” Jason, ever eager to get you back for your stunt last night, decides it’s a good time to put the fear of god into you. “Noticed you were up late last night. Don’t know what business you had getting dolled up at seven PM.”

It’s difficult to glare and chew at the same time, you realize. Choking, you just barely keep yourself from stomping on his toes. Retaliation is an admission of guilt, you remind yourself, forcing your shoulders to relax as you took a long, slow sip of your orange juice. Maybe if you don’t dignify it with a response, it’ll blow over.

Damian is the first to catch on. He stops eating and looks up at you. 

“You stayed up for a date?” Damian asks.

You choke again. It’s more embarrassing this time. Your father clears his throat, but seems to still be reading.

“What? No way.” Just roll your eyes. Lean back in your chair. Look relaxed. 

If anything that brings more attention your way. It was not to your advantage that every other person at this table were seasoned detectives.

“This is really embarrassing for you.” Tim informs you, at the bottom of that second cup of Café Bustelo. Maybe his next cup will stop his heart. That would totally draw attention away from you.

“Since when did you guys start being so nosy,” You tease, but man, the tension in your shoulders gets worse. Your fork cuts your toast into the crude shape of a throwing star, and you chuck it at Damian limply. It doesn’t even make it across the table.

“Since you started acting suspicious,” Damian says with a matter-of-fact tone in his voice. His eyes flash towards you, and leans forward to rest his elbows on his table. “Who was he?”

Bruce turns a page. “Damian.”

"Tt," Huffing, Damian loads your shitty bread weapon onto his fork and flings it back at you, his face unchanged. “It was obvious a guy. So who was it?”

You gaze slips to Bruce, hoping he’ll interject again. He doesn’t.

Okay, you think to yourself. Any more denial and it’ll start to be a little too stupid and obvious. If you gave them an inch, maybe you won’t have to reveal that Jason lent you nine.

“Oh, you know,” A laugh escapes you, and you pour yourself some of Tim’s jet fuel. “I was just…socializing. You should try it sometime.”

That’s good. A half-truth, mixed in with a little good natured sibling teasing. Maybe there was hope for you after all.

“With who?” Tim pipes up again, his curiosity clearly piqued. “Anyone we know?”

“Come on, whose the mystery guy? Can we meet him?” Dick adds, shifting forward.

“Yeah, Baby Bat,” Jason bears a wicked grin. He’s got his revenge and more, and you wonder if he trusts you to navigate this situation without getting the two of you caught, or if he just doesn’t care. “We just want to make sure he’s worth your time.”

He’s kind of getting off on this. Seeing you, sitting next to him in your little rich girl pajamas, your dad at the head of the table none the wiser. There was no way he would have believed you were a ball of sexual frustration under those frills had he not seen it with his own eyes last night.

“What’s with the third degree? I didn’t realize I was on trial.” You toss your hands up in the air in mock defeat. And real defeat, now that you think about it.

This ship was sinking fast. Time for a diversion tactic. “What about you, Tim? Any hot dates recently?”

Tim grins widely, taking in pleasure in seeing you crack. They must be on to something. Even you couldn’t pretend to be this bad at lying. “I can neither confirm or deny.” He burns the new dialogue tree to the ground before you can turn anyone else’s attention away from this brutal line of questioning.

Damian huffs once more, lacing his fingers together. The look on his perfect, beautiful face would otherwise suggest that he’s bored, but you know it’s far from true when you meet his gaze. He’s got that investigator stare, and if there was somehow any doubt in your mind that he was Bruce’s blood, it was quickly blitzed. “You should just tell us. You know we will find out.”

“Yeah, BB. It’s in your best interest.” Leaning back in his chair, Jason tosses an arm over the back of yours, sipping his orange juice with wicked amusement. This could not have been less in your best interest. His too, actually.

“Oh, whaaat?” You quickly stand, your chair shooting backwards and nearly causing Jason to drop his glass. It would have served him right, but every once in a while gravity favored him despite his size.

 “You know what? I totally hear my phone ringing. I’m gonna go take care of that, but like, I’m so happy to do this another time.” You’ll pencil them in for after the apocalypse. “See you at the gala!” You head upstairs, genuinely not planning to emerge from the safety of your room until it was time to go.

You think you’re in the clear until you hear Damian’s chair push back, and then you start taking the steps two at a time. Damian warms to the thrill of a physical chase, watching you bound up the stairs like the prey animal you are.

It’s cute, really. That you think a pair of solid oak doors would stop him from dragging you for information. There wasn’t a thing in this house he didn’t know, and you were soon going to be made aware of that.

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Laugh: Jason Todd x fem!reader

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“Oh my god!” Y/N started laughing at another Bad dad joke Dick Just Said. Honestly, she wasn’t sure whether it made her giggle like a silly teenager because it was so stupid or because Dick was ginning and being so full of himself. 

“That’s a good one right?”

“No....!” she gasped wiping the tears away, smudging her mascara in the process. “It was terrible. Terrible, Grayson! I swear every time I believe you reached the bottom of the groaner well, you surprise me with another one!”

“Now that’s hurtful!” Dick grabbed his heart, pretending to be deeply cut by those words. “Your words are like knife to my soul!”

“Please stop watching soap operas….” She laughed even more at his choice of words.

“Hm.” Dick smirked. The position he was in allowed him to see behind Y/N’s shoulder and notice something she could not.

Once her laugh reverberated through the room in the Manor, Jason, who was just casually passing by, with his signature face expression being the mix of broody and smug, stopped in his tracks. To give it justice, he looked like he was just struck by the lighting by the sound. Rooted to the ground. Frozen. Transfixed. Taken into another dimension. Whatever words might come to person’s brain – he was just that. With his eyes almost turning into hearts he looked like a love sick puppy. Just because he heard her chuckling at something.

“Hey Jaybrid!” Dick called to his younger brother, unable to stop himself from a little bit of teasing. Todd might have been lying about how he felt for Y/N, denying the obvious, but his actions were pretty self-explanatory. Especially in the family of self-appointed detectives, trained to read into every detail and gesture. “You look surprisingly non-threatening.”

“Shut up Dickhead.” His face expression turned back to resentful, the slightest blush showing on his cheeks due to being called out like this. He was a grown ass man acting like a boy who saw a girl’s bra for the first time.

“What’s with the attitude, little bird? Someone step on your toe?”

“Shut up!”

“Oh come on, cheer up! How about I give you a joke to relieve the tension?”

“Oh, no!” Y/N cried out in despair, turning to face Jason “Jace! Save me! Dick won’t let me go until I die from the embarrassment from his jokes! Please, don’t let me suffer alone!”

Once she looked at him with those pretty, pretty, shining, smiling e/c eyes he was gone. Like gone. How could he possibly tell no to her? How could he…..

“Not in the mood…” he muttered, looking down, terrified to death to meet her gaze.

“Come on Jay! Pretty please? We’re friends. It’s kind of I’m in shit you’re in shit situation. You can’t run from it.”

“I hate you.” He hissed crossing his arms

“I give you a chance to realize that you hate Dick’s sense of humor more than you hate me. So? what’s it gonna be?”

Yeah, he couldn’t tell her no.

***

“Did you get home safe?” Dick texted a few hours later, once Y/N left the manor and got into her apartment.

“You could have given me a ride with that fancy porche of yours, so you wouldn’t have to ask after.”

“I was kind of hoping Jason will pick you on a bike and give you a romantic trip, but seemingly we can’t always have what we want.”

“Jason?” if they were talking not texting she would raise an eyebrow at the moment

“Sure? My younger brother? Do you remember Jason?”

“Fuck you Dick. Stop playing around. We’re friends. That’s all.”

“Y/N for crying out loud. I saw that boy almost snap his neck because he heard your laugh and wanted to see why you were laughing.”

What?!

“but yes, keep telling yourself you’re friends.”

What the hell?!

She lost her patience in an instant and dialed Dick’s number.

“Y/N.”

“What the hell was that Dick?!”

“I believe it’s something you call telling the truth”

“I believe it’s acting like a freaking gossip girl!”

“It’s not a gossip!

“stop playing with me!”

“Am not! Did I ever lie to you?” he trailed and for a moment there was silence in the phone as they both were thinking about the years of keeping a little secret of his vigilante persona. “It’s true. I swear. “

“so why tell me now?”

“Cause I am seriously scared of what injuries Jay maysustain if someone doesn’t speak up. Last week Steph did as much as mentioned your name and he fall off the stairs.”

“You’ll never let him live it down, will you?”

“Not a chance!” Dick laughed “but hey, we both know you have a crush on him too so…”

“This reverse psychology is not going to work on  me Grayson. No circus for tricks.”

“Please don’t tell me you tease him absolutely absentmindedly…..”

“Tease? Dick this is just who I am. I play and twist words with everyone. I do that all the time with you.”

“can you at least talk to him about it?”

“wouldn’t that make it a bit awkward?”

“sure. And I’ll be right by the corner with the camera to video it.”

“I swear to god you’re the definition of an older brother.”

***

For three days Y/N was trying her best to avoid the conversation. No matter what Dick said, Jason was her friend and taking their relationship to another level was…. Hard. Honestly, Y/N wasn’t even sure how she herself felt about it. Did she like Jason as more than friend?

Yes,

no,

maybe?

How do you even recognize the moment when you stop thinking of someone as a buddy and move to I want to be more stage?

Sure, there’s physical attraction but that is not necessarily the sign of deeper feelings.

Just cause you feel you want to kiss someone doesn’t mean you love him.

So how did she feel?

She was postponing even thinking about it, but there’s no escaping when you serve as an emotional support and voice of reason for the whole family of vigilante seeing them *him* on a day to day basis.

So yes, Y/N was pretty much conflicted and feeling like a silly teenager, even though her metrics was showing quite a different age number.

And she was sad.

And that was something Jason could not stand.

“did you switch the position of your bed lately ?” he asked her after a few days of her being shy, withdrawn and silent. Obviously he did it in-character with the teasing tone and that freaking edgelord attitude.

“What?” she raised her gaze from the bat computer, frowning in confusion “there’s still no place for you to crush at my place one way or another.”

“Oh, please…” he rolled his eyes, plumping onto the seat next to her “as if that was what I meant.”

“What did you mean then?”

“You seemed like you’ve been getting off on the wrong foot, hence the question. I thought you were smarter than that and will get the reference.”

“Haha… very funny Todd.”

“I’m serious though.”

“You are never serious.”

“I miss your laugh…..” he babbled without thinking and his eyes grew wide at the words. “oh, fuck…I mean… you have terrible laugh. Terrible. And I miss laughing at your laugh. That’s what I meant to say.”

“I swear you’re the only person I know who can both offend and complement someone in one sentence.” She scoffed, turning back to computer away from him 

“Yeah, kind of my signature.”

“You’re a terrible person Jason Todd and I hate you. God I swear you’re so annoying. I can’t believe Dick was thinking you likelike me….” She babbled and this time it was her turn to blush because of saying too much. “oh, shit….I mean… Dick is delusional obviously and I’m pretty sure he was drunk while using the word.”

“Grayson told you I liked you?” Jason smirked.

“Yeah…. Funny, right?” she chuckles awkwardly

“Extremely funny.” Jason looked down avoiding meeting her eyes.

“Haha ….” She muttered.

And then, once they mocked Dick and the whole situation to the most possible extend and there was nothing more to say the silence fell between them. At first it was normal since they were both lost in their heads but after a while it started getting uncomfortable. Even the air in the batcave became heavier and it was becoming hard to breathe.

“Y/N…..” he looked at her

“Jace…..” she looked at him

And when their gazes met they were gone.

Acting on impulse they both moved forward, meeting halfway when their lips connected.

It was not like they write it in the books or how you see it in the movies or not even how you imagine kissing someone you like.

It was their first kiss together and yet, there were no sparks, no electricity, no butterflies in the stomach.

No.

Nothing so obvious and, well, spectacular.

And yet, there was something more to this display of affection.

The deep sense of doing something right.

Something pure and perfect.

Feeling of finally belonging somewhere.

With someone.

The inner peace.

It was….natural, but it didn’t take away the wonderfulness of being in the bubble together with that person.

Getting out all those emotions they were trying to hide.

And at this moment Y/N knew she was fooling herself. She did like him more than friends.

“Y/N…..?” he pulled back after a second, both pair of eyes closed, foreheads connected.

“Hmmmm?”

“I like you.”

“Yeah, I kind of notice……”

“Y/N……?”

“Yes, I like you too.”

“So what do I have to do to make you laugh again?”

She pulls back, opening her eyes and smirking teasingly.

“You can just be yourself. I swear sooner or later you will do something silly or stupid enough to make me laugh. At you…..”

“I think you and I have very different definitions of liking someone.”

“Maybe….but if there’s anyone I want to work towards creating joint meaning…. It’s you , Todd.”

“Oh….” He cooed “don’t give me diabetes with all that sweetness.”

“enjoy it while it last, Todd…..” she laughs and hearing that sound after a few weeks of silence he couldn’t help but grin widely.

Like a man in love.

Who he was.  

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Damian has been in the family for a while he has made his peace with Drake understood that no matter what he has a place but he still can't understand the dynamics. Maybe it isn't exactly the most intelligent choice to track down Todd and ask but he figured it was the best option.

Sitting on Todd's couch in the middle of crime alley eating a dish he can only vaguely remember his mother making he isn't exactly regretting it yet.

"So let me get this straight bat brat, you don't get how people work so you came to me?" Todd's confusion isn't exactly surprising but it is unhelpful to his plight.

"No I understand people, well when I have to I do not understand the bats." He at the moment can't bring himself to actually act with the dignity his mother expects of him another way Gotham had corrupted him.

-

Jason can't say he expected to feed and be interrogated by the demon brat he just wanted to relax but this isn't exactly a surprise now that the kid has chilled out he was almost waiting for it.

"You want me to give you a cheat sheet to how our family actually works becusse you are now realizing that Talia didn't understand shit and it fucked you?"

He can't keep the pure joy out of his voice knowing that he is actually gonna get to knock the kid down a peg after today.

"Not in those words Todd but I understand you have a perspective that I may lack."

God demon looks pissed below the joy he understand that this is actually important and he needs to explain this well knowing this could make or break the already pretty fucked up kid.

"Alright listen and don't fucking interrupt me save your questions and bitchness for the end do I make myself clear."

Holding the kids eyes he sees the kid is actually paying attention as he nods maybe Dickie really did find out the secrets housebreaking who knows.

"Ok let's start with me and I'm gonna be sappy for ten seconds and if you ever repeat this I will shoot you and put you in another duffle bag ok, ok good. I'm your brother I love you would kill for you that whole bullshit. I'm also Dick's, and Tim's brother, on days I don't want to kill the old man I'm his son."

God he's gonna need a smoke after this bullshit fuck he sees the kid is nodding good he hasn't lost him.

"Now Dick is my older brother he's not yours you can lie to yourself all you fucking want but he's your dad teaching you how to be a real boy and all that shit."

He sees an embarrassed flush and the start of protests but he's not dealing with it that bullshit the kid can work on in his own time.

" You wanted it your gonna fucking hear it, now Tim-Tam the sleep deprived idiot is a bit more complicated."

He takes a breath trying to put into words what he wants to say.

"Why is Drake complicated wouldn't he be somewhat easy" the confusion isn't a good sign maybe it is better the kid came so he can restrain him if he has too.

"Tim is the best of us alright, he's someone I want to protect I love him truly even if he's an annoying little shit. Now listen Tim is a lot like you when it comes to Dick crossing the line between Dad and Brother. Tim will always side with Dick that's his Robin and Tim is Dick's. You can't be a jealous little shit here because I don't even fully understand them."

"Bruce isn't Tim"s dad at least on his end Dick is, Bruce loves Tim but no one can ever replace Dickie just like you which is honestly half the reason you hated the kid."

-

Damian is now regretting this conversation he thought this would be simple once again he has somewhat lost his mind since coming to Gotham.

Yet he knows Todd's right that the way Grayson looks at Drake is the same look he gets and the same part of him who loves his animals and loves Richard feels guilty because he knew. He just didn't want to admit it.

"Why I don't understand why is Timothy so different to any of us even you, both of us tried to kill him yet he seems to matter so much"

frustration is leaking through but this is what he wanted to know why Drake is so important even to him why, what is so special about him.

Todd is hesitating but slowly steeling himself Damian cant help but to copy him knowing whatever comes out isn't gonna be easy it's gonna hurt but he asked didn't he.

"Tim was the first, the one to really unlock Dick not being well a dick he knows parts of all of us, secretswhatever, the shit that matters. Bruce, Dick, me even you, we don't run shit ok Wayne Entetprises, plans Tim does. Dick and Tim are the glue holding us together without them we would be fucked you know that."

"That's what's so special about him everything we do Tim has a part of he's genuinely irreplaceable and it bothers the fuck out of both of us."

Damian can't breathe he just runs words he never wanted admitted are stabbing through his mind he doesn't stop until somehow he ends up in his bed at the manor he just hides pushing it down the real reason he tried to kill his brother the fact that he almost broke the family he just hides he shouldn't have asked.

Maybe Richard was right being naive was a gift and now he can't go back.

#batfamily #jason todd #dick grayson #damian wayne #this is so not flushed out this is a mess #bruce wayne #tim drake #batfam #ehhh it's something

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Zain Interferes

Baba was being really weird lately. He was generally in a good mood anyway, but it seemed like he was smiling all the time and getting these far-off looks in his eyes. It seemed to happen more often on certain days of the week. Zain could not figure it out. Finally, he decided to follow his father. To his disappointment, Baba led him to a regular coffee shop. Baba drank tea and chatted with one of the servers. The server was a man, though Zain couldn't tell much else about him.

Zain figured there must be something else going on. He observed a bit more. Baba went to the same coffee shop, sat in the same spot, and talked to the same server every visit. Zain noticed that Baba's moods were always better after visiting the coffee shop. Was the tea there really good or something?

Zain went in to see for himself. It wasn't bad, but not that much better than what they made at home. He hid in a corner booth to watch Baba's actions in the coffee shop. That was when he saw Baba really start acting weird. The almost awkward way he was with that server he always talked to didn't seem like Baba at all. He stumbled over words, and kept ordering refills that he didn't even drink. It wasn't until the server came by for the fourth time and Baba blurted out a dumb joke that Zain finally realized what was going on.

[Hey, Baba, why don't we go out into town together?] Zain suggested.

[All right,] Baba agreed. [What would you like to do?]

[Well, there's this coffee shop that I heard is pretty good...] Zain tried to make the words sound as casual as possible. He named the shop Baba kept visiting, and added, [Have you heard of it?]

[Oh.] Baba's face went red. [Yes, I think so. Are you sure that's what you want to do today?]

[Yeah, it might be fun!]

So they went to the coffee shop. Baba tried steering them away from the seat he usually took, but Zain pointed them back to it. It didn't take long for the server to come their way. The guy flashed a smile and touched his fingers to the brim of his cap.

“Looks like you got some company today, Salim,” he remarked in an American accent. Zain read the name-tag: Jason.

“Ah, yes, I do.” Zain tried not to gawk as Baba started fumbling with words. “He's my son. We're just out, um... spending the day together.”

“And you thought to treat him to our great tea selection, huh?” Jason's lip quirked up in a smile. “Then I better get the kettle on. Be back in a bit.” Baba nodded; Zain just stared.

[Baba!] he burst out the moment Jason was out of sight. [Are you kidding me?!]

[What's wrong?] Baba frowned, a little taken aback by Zain's outburst.

[Tell me you don't always do that when you talk to him!]

[Do what?] Zain sighed in exasperation. He was spared any words when Jason returned with two seaming cups of tea. Baba took his with a stammered thanks, his eyes darting briefly to Jason's face before dropping. Zain was about ready to scream.

“You'll have to tell me what you think of the tea,” Jason said to Zain. “Your dad loves it; he asks for at least four refills every time.”

“You don't say.” Zain shot a look at his father, who was busying himself with the tea. “Weird to come into a coffee shop to drink tea.”

“That's what I said!” Jason agreed, laughing. “Weird ain't a bad thing, though. 'Least, I don't think so.” His eyes darted briefly to Salim. “Anyhow, I'll leave y'all to it. Salim, you know how to signal when you want a refill.”

[Oh, my god, Baba,] Zain groaned once they were alone again.

[What?]

[It was like watching a car crash. So horrible, but I couldn't look away.] Baba stared at him in confusion. [Dont make me say it,] Zain sighed, [it's too embarrassing.]

[I really don't know what's gotten into you, Zain,] Baba said with a baffled shake of the head.

[The feeling is mutual, Baba. Or are you this flustered around all Americans?] Baba's eyes went wide. [I'm going to get him back over here,] Zain decided. [Please don't be weird.] Baba opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Jason was back. “Hi,” Zain greeted. “Baba and I were talking, and I wanted to know about your accent.”

“It's Southern,” Jason told him. “I think the phrase your dad used was 'cowboy accent.'” Jason glanced over to Salim. “You're kinda quiet today,” he observed. “Am I interrupting time with your boy?”

“No, no, it's not, um...”

“I don't mind,” Zain butted in. [Should I pretend I need to use the bathroom so you can talk to him alone?] he asked his father. Baba choked on his tea.

“Shit!” Jason was by Baba's side at once, gently patting his back. “You okay?”

“Y-yes, I... it just went down the wrong pipe.”

“You sure you're good?” Jason's hand was still there, now rubbing in gentle circles. Baba looked up and caught his eye. Zain hoped neither of them realized too soon just how close they were to each other.

“I'm good, Jason,” Baba answered softly. Jason's pale face went pink and he drew away from Baba.

“I'm gonna get you a fresh cup of tea.”

[Baba,] Zain spoke up, [please do us both a favor and give that guy your number when he comes back. I don't think I can handle this much longer.]

#jason/salim #jalim #jason x salim #jason kolchek x salim othman #salim othman #jason kolchek #house of ashes #zain othman

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

hello love! i have something in mind about older brother percy 👐🏻👐🏻

let's just say poseidon couldn't keep his hands to himself and gives sally a daughter, one year later percy was born and they both arrive at the camp same time (obvi) but they get claimed at different times. like he got claimed during capture the flag but she'll get claimed after she won a surfing competition?? idk that would be interesting to include, other wise is just a headcanon req about older brother percy and a fem reader who is his female version

you could include our fav flame boy if you'd like 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 (OMG THIS IS LONG SO SORRY)

⋆⭒˚.⋆ platonic! percy jackson x daughter of poseidon! jackson! reader (leo valdez x reader mentioned) hcs

content: platonic! percy jackson x daughter of poseidon! jackson! reader (leo valdez x reader mentioned) hcs warning: probs cursing but i think thats it?? OH WAIT SEXUAL REFFERENCES MY BAD LOL author’s note: idk where to put this on my masterlist bc its very half and half SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT TO DO FRFR

best of friends

that’s your big brother

he’s protective and loves you more than himself

so when he got claimed, he instantly turned to you to make sure you were okay

then he shoved you into the water himself, eyes locked over your head in wait

nothing happened

not even the small scraps on your knees healed

he fought tooth and nail to not leave you alone in the hermes cabin

he tried handcuffing himself to you but luke just undid it with some lockpicks without even breaking a sweat

you had to comfort percy, telling him that it was okay and that you were happy for him and happy to stay in the hermes cabin

he didn't believe you

hell, you didn't believe you

but you both tried to ignore this strange thing

the fact that percy was wanted and claimed and you...weren't

silently, when no one was around, you prayed for another dad, any god, just not poseidon

the shame the flooded you at the thought of your father being too embarrassed to claim you was nothing compared to the sadness of having a different dad than percy

but, percy wasn't thinking like that

he shoved you into every ocean and water related thing he could

swim team? youre on it

water polo? yup, that one too

horse riding lessons? yeah, kiss your thursday evenings goodbye

and, the only one you sort of liked, surfing

you liked that it was just you, the board, and the waves

you took to it like a duck in water, quickly finding a groove and rhythm

you got so good that percy suggested you sign up for a competition

you agreed, simply bc he was so smiley telling you about it

you hadn't thought anything of the competetion, laughing with percy as he showed off his shirt that he had your guys mom make just for the event, your face and some pun plastered across his chest and back

"what's with the other shirts?" you asked, nodding towards the stack he had in his back, causing percy to turn to you with a wide grin

"i invited everyone to come watch you do a stellar job as always-"

"like...every as in...everyone-everyone?? like...leo too?" you muttered, turning away as you pulled your hair back and pretended to fuss over your board to hide your blushing.

percy squinted suspiciously at you, opening his mouth to question before getting cut off as the rest of the seven show up, leo included

you choked on seemingly nothing, scampering away with calls of needing wax or something else

leo watched you go with a wide grin, tugging his shirt on before turning to percy with a wide smirk

"your sister looks great on my chest, huh?"

"YOU'VE LOST YOUR RIGHTS TO THE SHIRT, GIVE IT BACK-"

"OVER MY DEAD AND COLD BODY!! WHAT AM I GONNA JERK OFF TO-"

"OH IM GONNA KILL YOU SO HARD-"

"WH-WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN???"

percy quite literally ripped the shirt off leo, leaving it in shreds in some trash can

leo was pouty the rest of the event, glaring over at percy

annabeth and jason stood between the two to avoid another cat fight

the only thing that made his pout go away was seeing you, clearly in your element

while you were standing with the other competitors, you caught leo's eye and shot him a small wave, leo leaning over the railing to wave back excitedly

this caused him to flip over it, popping back up with sand all up in his curls and a dazed look on his face

you giggled, trying to hide it behind your lips but failing pitifully

leo couldn't help but laugh too, finding your emotions more contagious than any flu he's gotten before.

that was, until security yanked him up and tossed him back over the barrier

then the competition actually started

it was going all dandy until one of the other girls board got caught on some rocks under the water

percy and everyone jumped up, their hero instincts kicking in but before they could even get to the surf, you were already diving into the water

you sort of blacked out to be honest, not really sure how but you managed to tug her free and drag her all the way to the beach

"she's got it all in her lungs," you muttered to yourself, not really sure how you knew she had the saltwater in her lungs

a normal person would have done cpr, but you just set your hands against her chest and allowed instinct to take over

within seconds, she was coughing up the water and shooting up, nearly bonking heads with you

her parents came running, pulling their little girl into their laps and thanking you profusely

you stood up, brushing the sand from your hands and knees as you walked away

"next time you ask me to sign up for something, i'm saying no," you joke as you walk up to percy and his friends, still focused on getting the sand off yourself

"y/n," percy managed to get out, the girl looking up at him with a frown and a tilted head, her eyes darting around to the group, which were all looking at something above her

"...which one?? who is it??" you hissed out, instantly darting your eyes down and refusing to look for yourself.

you thought you saw a flash of sea green but quickly squeezed your eyes shut, refusing to believe anything until one of them told you for sure.

"thank the gods it's not hephaestus," you heard leo mutter and you couldn't help a small twitch of a smile on your lips

"y/n, it's finally the year we get to bunk together," percy replied and you could just hear the grin on his lips

the air squeezed from your lungs, surely from your happiness

percy pulled you into a bone crushing hug, mutters of thanks to his - your - father

you squeezed back, hugging him for the first time as the daughter of the sea god

though, it wasn't even close to the first time you hugged him as his sister

that, you've always been

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[anurst]

Girl Bradshaw

Summary: love is in the air as you get to know Jake better at the Ruiz family restaurant.

Pairing(s): jake seresin x (fem)(bradshaw) reader

Warnings(s): language

A/n: song: Virgen by Adolescent's Orquesta. english subs are available here for you to see them. i'll be using the spanish ones.

Part 7: Dance with me

In all your life, you’ve had your heart broken by three naval aviators.

The first had happened without you even knowing, the consequences only really effecting you till you were older. Nick hadn’t meant to break your heart. If he could, he’s be with you today. Holding you, protecting you from the world and all the heartache, like a dad does.

The second one left you shattered. Bradley’s abandonment had ripped out your heart and shred it to pieces. Losing your brother was like losing a part of you.

The third had simply numbed everything. Pete had been the only father you knew. When he left after Bradley, it hadn’t hurt as much. Everything was just numb and bland afterwards.

Oh God, was Jake going to break your heart to? No, was he going to further shatter what was already being held together with glue? You were already heartbroken long before you’d met him, so if he did hurt you, you could survive it. At least, you think you would.

Your were biting down so hard on your lip that it was close to drawing blood. The strap of your purse seemed to weigh almost as much as your tactical armor. Doubts about Jake started to swarm your head as you walked to the front of the Ruiz family restaurant.

He had been the first thing you saw outside. Leaning against the wall with a small bouquet of flowers, he turned to look at you and his jaw dropped momentarily before a wide, charming smile overtook his face. In response, you smiled and your cheeks started to burn.

He wouldn’t, you conclude. Jake wouldn’t break your heart. Not now, not ever.

“You look stunning,” Jake whispers as he delicately hands you the flowers. Giggling, you take them and thank him before wrapping your arm around his.

“You don’t look to bad yourself, cowboy.”

“I think gorgeous dirty blonde, green-eyed, southern babe is a better way to describe me.” Your face twists in embarrassment as you pinch the bridge of your nose.

“You heard that?”

“Clarke’s a little loud.”

“Imagine working with her.” Jake chuckles at your words and holds the door open for you. The restaurant is lively when you walk in. Many people sit at tables and waiters rush from table to table, writing down orders or handing out plates of delicious food. Jason's the first one to notice you and Jake, and when he does, a wide smile overcomes his face as he comes over.

"Well, well, what do we have here? Brought a date, (y/n)?" he asks, a playful look in his eyes. At the sight of him, you giggle at him and nod. You gesture to Jason as you hold onto Jake's arm.

"This is Jake. Jake, this is Jason. He's Carlos's older brother." Jake's eyebrows raise in amusement as he shakes Jason's hand.

"You ambushing me?"

"No! I just like the food here," you say not looking at Jake. You didn't want him to know that you had brought him here because if anyone was a good judge of character, it's Carlos's family, more specifically his mom and dad.

"Just the food? I'm hurt, soldada." Jason pouts as you roll your eyes. "Just for that comment, I'm putting you two at the worst seat." You gently pull Jake along as you two follow Jason towards your seat. It's a table near close enough to see the dance floor but far enough were the people dancing won't bother you while you eat. The windows are open and a nice breeze fills the restaurant as you thank you Jason. He'd never seat you at the worst table, at least not while you're on a date.

Jason gives you a wink as he walks away and you and Jake sit down. "So, Carlos's family own this place?" Jake asks, his eyes taking in every detail about the restaurant.

"More like his mom and dad. His siblings work here sometimes. His whole family wanted to be close when we got permanently stationed at Pendleton."

"Must be nice. Having family close to home," Jake says, a tad of sorrow poking through. You purse your lips slightly.

"Your family's in Texas, right?" Jake's eyes practically light up at the mention of his family.

"Austin, doll. My mom's the best cook in the goddamn world. She's the best person out there, heart of gold. Then there's my two sisters, Ashley and Savannah. Trouble they are, but I wouldn't change it for anything." Jake goes on about his family and you feel yourself practically melt. A gentle smile overcomes your face as you lay your chin in the palm of your hand.

Jake's stories are cut by Sophie's squeals as rushes to your table. Her bright, brown eyes are wide as she looks at you and then Jake. "When Jason told me you were here on a date, I totally didn't believe it!" She leans down to whisper in your ear. "And, he's super cute!" You chuckle at her comment before introducing her to Jake.

"Jake, Sophie. Sophie, Jake." Jake presses a kiss to her hand and she giggles behind her notepad.

"Did you guys decide what you wanted to eat? You know what! I'll just get you two (y/n)'s regular! Don't worry, you'll totally love it, Jake." Before either one of you could say anything, Sophie rushes off and you both look at each other and laugh.

"Sorry about her. She's very, uh, eccentric." Jake waves off your comment as he watches Sophie serve other customers with a wide smile.

"You've got a lot of good people looking you for you," he says and you let out a breathy chuckle.

"Wouldn't trade them anything."

Jake's face shifts and you can already tell what he wants to say. You look down for a moment before a certain song catches your ear. You spot Maria and Pedro watching you and shake your head.

"Something wrong?" Jake asks, his face worried before you smile at him.

"No, I just love this song." He smirks before standing and offering you a hand. Panicked you try to get him to sit back down.

"Dance with me!"

You laugh and tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, "I don't dance." Jake laughs at your response, his green eyes meeting yours.

"You sing."

"That doesn't mean I dance!" He rolls his eyes at your response.

"Grant me the pleasure of one dance, doll?" He asks again and you groan in fake annoyance as you take his hand.

"Only because you begged me," you say and he winks at you before dragging you to the dance floor. Soft piano plays as Jake gently places your arm around his shoulders and his on your hips.

No finjas, que ya lo sé todo Soy mayor que tú Y no pienses que con eso voy a atarme a tus sentimientos No es tu primera vez, ya me di cuenta Ya no llores, ya no temas Eso no es todo en el amor Tranquila, que aquí estoy yo

You laugh as you let Jake lead the two of you. His green eyes fill with joy watch you as you smile up at him. He's glad you can't hear how fast his heart is beating over the music and your laughter. Oh God, your laugh. He could listen to it all day.

Tampoco pienses que soy como aquel que burló tu inocencia Sé que siempre lastimó, no hablemos más del tema Pero algo aquí falló Y para eso estoy yo Para hablarte del amor

Your dress sway as Jake swings you around and a bubbly laugh falls from your lips. You can't help but think of Jake as you listen to words of the song.

Ahora entrégate Si lloro o tiemblo es por ti, amor Es que Dios me mandó para ti Adorarte para toda la vida

Siénteme Soy el hombre que muere contigo, amor Te respeta y nació para ti Niña de mi vida

Jason and Sophie cheer from the side as you wink at them from over Jake shoulder. Jake looks back and gives them a smile before he twirls you. You gasp lightly before you're pulled back into his chest and he laughs at your shocked face.

Como aquel que pisó la rosa y creyó que se marchitó Yo aquí fui el escogido para levantarte Te amaré y cuidaré Y te protegeré Y es que hasta mi vida te doy

Y ahora entrégate Si lloro o tiemblo es por ti, amor Es que Dios me mandó para ti Adorarte para toda la vida

Siénteme Soy el hombre que muere contigo, amor Yo sí te amo y vivo por ti Mi linda querida

Ya no llores, no me importa tu pasado (Si yo te amo) Perdóname a mí por llegar tarde A lo que Dios me ha mandado Te enseñaré que eso no es todo en el amor (Si yo te amo) Tus sentimientos vi por dentro, y nada había pasado Para, somos una sola persona (Si yo te amo) Si la vida tiene tantas cosas bellas

Other couples join you two on the dance floor and you laugh again as Jake dips you. You grin up at him and run a hand along his jaw as he pulls you up. As the instrumental plays, you let yourself loosen up more and Jake grins as he watches you spin and sway your hips to the music.

Adolescentes No llores, niña No sientas que se te acaba la vida No tienes la culpa de enamorarte Y que hayan jugado con tus sentimientos Ríe, mi vida Que ahora empieza la nueva vida que nos espera Ríe

¿Cómo evitarlo? Tú corres por mis venas (Así te amo) Eres la rosa más bella, mi alma es toda tuya

Olvída eso, de verdad te lo pido (Si yo te amo) Es que yo soy tuyo cuerpo y alma Cuerpo y mente

Adolescentes

The song comes to an end and restaurant erupts in cheers as Jake holds you close. You're both breathing a little heavy and your eyes watch his flicker down to your lips momentarily. Sophie's voice pulls you out of trance as you both make your way towards you table. Hot plates are waiting for you and Sophie tugs on your arm to whisper into your ear.

"Mama and Papa say if you don't marry him, they'll never cook for you again."

"No way! You didn't know Pete was your instructor when you threw him out of the Hard Deck?!" you laugh as Jake rubs the back of his neck, his face a little flushed in embarrassment. You struggle to keep your giggles in as he stumbles to answer.

"How was I supposed to?!" You shake your head as you take a deep breath of air. Taking a sip of your drink, you shrug.

"I don't know! How do you not know what one of the best naval aviators to exist looks like?" Jake playfully rolls his eyes at your response.

"One of the best? Doll, I'm the best aviator you'll ever meet." Raising your eyebrows in amusement, you bit your lip to keep your laughter in.

"Is that so, Hangman?" you say, the pronunciation of his callsign much lower and drawn out. Jake smugly nods his head as you shake your head and laugh.

"You never thought about it? Being a pilot?" he asks as a waiter takes both your empty plates away. You shake your head as you lean forward.

"I never really thought about it. After Bradley went to the academy, I just never saw myself following. I didn't know what I wanted to do until I was graduating high school when I heard about the raiders."

"And now, you're one of the best there is."

"Oh, I wouldn't say one of the best. More like, the best," you joke and Jake nearly chokes on his drink as he shakes his head at your words. Always quick with a response, you are. Comfortable conversation flows between you two as Sophie approaches with your bill. You're pulling out your card when Sophie tells you there's no need. Confusion spreads your face as you watch Jake sign the bill.

"I put my card down before you got here," he says and Sophie shoots you a thumbs up. "I was the one who invited you out. Only right that I pay, doll." Jake says as he offers you his hand again. Smiling, you take his hand and bid everyone goodbye before you two are walking hand and hand on the sidewalk.

You're telling Jake about this book you read recently when he excuses himself for a moment. You watch as he lightly jogs up to the man selling ice cream and buys two. He shoots you a grin as he hands you one.

"A strawberry for the pretty girl and a coconut for me."

"Strawberry? How'd you know I like strawberry?" you question as you both sit on the bench facing the sea. Waves crash on the shore and you cross your legs as Jake drapes an arm around the back of the bench.

"I may or may not have asked Jensen," he confesses. You make a mental note to ask Jensen about it later as you eat your icy treat. A peaceful silence falls as you watch the water and Jake watches you.

His heart feels about as if it'll burst and he wishes he could stay here forever, eating ice cream with you and watching the sea. This single moment makes every mission he's flown worth it if it means he'd be here with you now. Bradley's words from earlier replay in his head and he can't be bothered with the repercussions he'll face when he gets back to base, because all he can think about is kissing you right now. How your lips would taste like mix of barbacoa and strawberry and how that should taste awful, but it wouldn't matter because he'd be kissing you.

You turn to him and see he's already watching you and smile. Jake gives you a sense of comfort that's different from the one your family and friends give you. His presence along makes you forget about all the horrible nights you spent in that cold, disgusting cell and the torture you suffered. You wanna kiss him so bad.

It isn't a surprise when your lips meet his and his hand is cradling the side of your face. A soft warmth spreads in both your chest and Jake's and everything feels perfect. Everything is perfect. Well, except for both your fallen ice creams, that are now creating a puddle on the pavement below you.

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[ganseyth]

The Date

PREVIOUS PART | MASTERLIST | NEXT PART

Part: 3

Pairing: Jason Todd x Female Reader

Length: 1.7k

Warnings: annoying family members, fluff

I appreciate all the love on parts one and two! I believe I tagged everyone who requested.

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Jason, being the complete gentleman he was, ran around to open your door while offering his hand. You accepted it but didn't get out of the car right away.

As if noticing your hesitation he squeezed your hand gently.

"It's okay if you're worried," he said, voice quieting slightly, almost as if he were talking to a scared child. "Family reunions can be quite intense."

"But they're family," you replied, feeling slightly relieved but also annoyed with yourself for being a mess in front of him.

"Nobody has a perfect family sweetheart," Jason reassured you. "If this is too much for you, then we can take breaks when we need to."

You felt guilty about how considerate he was. You didn't deserve his kindness.

"No, it's fine. I want to do this."

Before he could reply, you gripped his hand and got out. Once you were on your feet, Jason moved to get the bags out of the car.

He had just managed to pull them all out when you heard the front door open and a squeal so loud it could only belong to your sister.

You sighed and directed your attention to the person currently running towards you.

Your sister jumped into your arms and knocked the breath out of you before letting go.

"Hey, sis. How was the drive?" she asked with a soft smile, taking one long look at the car you arrived in.

It was only then she noticed your date. She seemed momentarily confused and then her face lit up in a way that made you question whether or not you should have chosen the best of the best.

"Oh my gods! He is one sexy beast!" Her enthusiasm was so strong that you found yourself embarrassed for subjecting Jason to your sisters harassment.

"Jason, this is my sister…" you murmured, giving Jason an apologetic look.

His expression softened slightly, and then he smiled at your sister. "Thanks for having me. I'm Jason."

She ignored his greeting and instead hugged him tightly. You didn't know why but a spark of jealousy tore through you.

She pulled back slowly to examine him. "Oh, dad's going to have a fun time with him!"

Her comment put you on high alert but before either of you could say anything more your dad appeared in the doorway. His eyes instantly focused on you and his expression softened, only before his gaze shifted to the man standing next to you.

"And who is this young man?" your dad asked his voice light but laced with concern.

"Dad, this is Jason, I told you about him on the phone."

"And what exactly are your intentions with my daughter?" Your father kept his voice steady but there was no mistaking the severity behind his question.

You felt your cheeks heat up. "Dad!"

The smile that Jason flashed your way was enough to erase your worries.

"Nice to meet you, sir," Jason replied, holding out his arm to shake hands. Your father took it without hesitation and smiled as they nodded toward one another.

"That's a good grip you've got there son."

Jason chuckled softly and shook his head. "I'll have to tell my dad that his lessons are finally paying off."

Your dad released his hold and gestured to the entrance. "Please come inside. We'll introduce you to everybody."

"Of course."

Jason followed you inside along with his two bags and your duffel slung across his chest. You offered to help but he brushed it off saying that as your boyfriend he was the designated bag holder. You rolled your eyes but complied, deciding to place your purse on top of the duffel to which he only laughed.

"Hello dear!"

You turned around when you heard your mom. It wasn't until she wrapped you in a tight hug that your eyes started filling with tears.

"Mom," you choked out. "I missed you."

She let go and wiped away the few stray tears that slipped down your face.

"We've been thinking about you, sweetie. How has everything been in Gotham?"

"Good actually," you said, smiling.

She nodded approvingly. "And who's your friend?"

You blushed furiously, completely forgetting that Jason was standing right behind you. You noticed that he had placed your bags on the floor.

"This is Jason."

"Good evening ma'am. Thank you for having me."

She gave you a warm smile before reaching toward Jason to hug him. "It's wonderful to meet you, sweety."

"Thank you," he replied politely, returning her hug.

Before anyone else could say anything, a throat cleared behind you.

Your sister's fiancé had been hovering near the doorway of the kitchen and now stepped forward to greet you. You hadn't spoken to him since the engagement and you could tell from the look he had on his face that he hadn't taken it well.

You opened your mouth to apologize to him but he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, cutting you off.

"Well looky here," he expressed loudly, looking directly at Jason. "Looks like it didn't take you too long to find someone new."

You tensed. The last thing you needed was for him to embarrass you, especially in front of your fake boyfriend.

"Would you mind removing your hand from my girlfriend?" Jason said. His voice was calm and his demeanor professional. You felt the man beside you flinch.

"And what would happen if I didn't" he spat.

Jason leaned in even closer to him, causing him to take a step back, away from Jason. "You don't want to find out."

He quickly removed his arm from around you without another word and moved to stand beside your sister. You watched after him before turning back to Jason, trying to smile through your discomfort.

"Thank you," you whispered.

Jason smiled lightly, extending his arm to wrap around your waist. "Don't mention it, love."

You allowed yourself to lean against him, your hand subconsciously moving to rest on his.

"So mom, which rooms are we in?" you asked, hoping to avoid any more potential awkwardness.

"Oh right, dear. So it turns out that you two will have to share a room-" you could already feel your heart sink. "-there was a burst pipe in the room Jason was going to stay in," she concluded, smiling reassuringly at you.

"Great," you said, trying to sound enthusiastic.

"Behave yourselves," she said, winking.

You wished the floor would swallow you whole.

You didn't even consider sleeping in the same bed as Jason. He's probably slept in the same bed with most clients but that didn't exactly make you feel better.

You carefully removed yourself from Jason's grip and grabbed your things, heading towards the staircase leading upstairs. Before you made it to the top Jason called after you.

"Is everything alright?" he asked quietly.

"Everything's fine, don't worry."

He raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything else just in case your family was still listening. You climbed up a few more steps before realizing that you didn't even ask him about how he felt sharing a bed.

You stopped and turned around. "Do you want to share a room?"

He shook his head. "I'm comfortable if you're comfortable."

You nodded and continued up the stairs. You weren't sure you liked that response.

It felt almost as though he was trying to convince you that his feelings didn't matter.

Once you reached the top you went into the bedroom down the hall and took in the room you'd be staying in.

It was a huge room with one king-size bed pushed against one wall. Next to it were two bedside tables with matching lamps and across the room was a nice walk-in closet.

You quickly moved on to the bathroom, which was also quite huge. The shower stall was big enough for two people to easily shower in and next to it was a bathtub that could fit two people comfortably if you squeezed together.

Not that you would be doing that.

When you looked up, you noticed Jason watching you intently as you stared at the tub.

"What?"

"Nothing," he mumbled, averting his gaze immediately.

You raised an eyebrow, wanting to question him some more but decided against it.

You walked into the bedroom and dropped yourself onto the bed. As soon as you did, you felt a dip in the mattress beside you. You glanced at Jason who had flopped down next to you, his legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

For some reason, you found the gesture comforting.

Jason turned towards you.

Your face heated up at his sudden attention. "You did great."

He grinned. "I try."

Silence lingered between us as you stared at each other.

"So what's the deal with your sister's fiancé?" he asked, breaking the silence.

A frown creased your brow as you tried to come up with an explanation.

"Well... I sort of dated his best friend."

Jason snorted in surprise, which caused you to glare at him.

"Don't laugh please."

His eyes widened and he reached out to move a strand of hair that had fallen in your face.

"I'm sorry, it's just...I didn't think you would date someone who's friends with that guy."

You bit your lip nervously. "They weren't friends originally." The words left your mouth before you could stop them. "My ex hated him at first. He complained he was a major creep and everything."'

He hummed in agreement. "But now that guy is engaged to your sister and your ex is his best friend?"

You nodded.

"What happened?"

"He just changed one day." You shrugged, avoiding his gaze.

Jason frowned. "Did he hurt you?"

You shook your head. "No, he wasn't like that."

"Then what happened? If you don’t mind me asking."

"He kind of..." you hesitated, trying to decide what to say next. "...lost interest in me."

A pained expression crossed his features but he recovered quickly.

"Why?"

"Because.." you sighed, feeling uncomfortable answering. "I just wasn't his type anymore."

You had never admitted it out loud and hearing it only made you feel worse.

"Wasn't his type?"

You looked up at him. "Yeah."

His brow furrowed in confusion. "What do you mean 'wasn't his type'?"

You hesitated again, wondering how to explain that your ex no longer liked girls like you and preferred to go out with people like your sister.

Jason seemed to sense your hesitation and smoothed your hair out gently.

"Look. Whatever it is, it doesn't matter because you have me now.

You stared up at him.

"Thanks."

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[damianbugs]

please share your dick and bruce fic recs, both sad and fun stuff

–someone who thinks about them a normal amount

OHHH my friend my dearest friend i will totally share the best most crazy brainworm inducing bruce and dick fics i have ever read. i wish i was exaggerating when i say this dynamic changed me as a person, but it is the truth i fear. THE troubled father and son blueprint.

DICK AND BRUCE FIC RECS ON AO3

a pointless resistance by emavee

It starts with a news report running in the background of a greasy little diner, but it ends with Dick dead. Except, it doesn't stop there. It keeps on ending, over and over. Bruce's son keeps dying, and nothing he does seems to make any sort of difference.

MY NOTES: whenever i stumble upon an emotionally repressed individual i imagine a little cartoon person in my head shouting SEND HIM TO THE TIME LOOP because it truly does fix all problems. wonderful bruce and dick writing and the dialogue was so real to me i have tears in my eyes just thinking about it. it is also set during the robin jason era!

Making Time by CaptainOzone

Bruce does not remember anything leading up to this moment. He does not remember teaming up with Superman recently, nor does he remember being anywhere but Gotham proper. He does remember having Robin at his side. Robin, it turns out, is not there any longer. God does he hate magic.

MY NOTES: you'll notice a common theme with these recs and that is bruce needs to be having a horrible time and then is forced to confront his emotions and express them accordingly to dick. there is something very bittersweet about this yet it was handled so wonderfully. again, tears in my eyes.

Catch and Release by snackbaskets

There's a tradition among the family: when in danger, you grab the smallest Robin and hang on tight. But like all traditions, this one had to start somewhere, right? Alternately: three times Dick bodily attacks his father (with love)

MY NOTES: ohhh i think about the last part of this fic like all the time. something so sweet and precious about it to me. such a fun and comforting read.

Afraid of the Dark by WrongLeverKronk

The wind whispered outside his window and the dim moon failed to provide comfort. He was embarrassed. Richard Grayson sat on his bed, above the covers, with his arms wrapped firmly around his knees that were tucked against his chest. He thought everything would be fine when he parted from his friends for the evening, that his confidence would follow him in solitary. He regretted parting as soon as he turned out the lights in his bedroom and became enclosed by the eerie atmosphere. (Or: the aftermath of the episode in which Robin hallucinates Slade. He calls Batman)

MY NOTES: can u hear the sounds of me screaming crying sobbing. one of my first ever dick and bruce fics. fun fact i have never watched teen titans but watched this episode specifically just for fun and then read this and now it is seared permanently into my mind forever. anyways read this.

in the dark of the night by fanfictiongreenirises

“I already have a dad, y’know? So you don’t have to be my new dad. I don’t really want you to be my dad, anyway. We can be friends. Partners.” Bruce seems to sigh in relief, having stiffened up halfway through Dick’s speech. “Friends and partners, then.” And they were in agreement. Bruce and Dick and a series of steps and leaps and jumps.

MY NOTES: sometimes im okay and then i remember how many times dc COULD have made bruce adopt dick and DIDNT because they SUCK and so this fic is here to warm the hearts of all those who need it. so lovely.

After the Wake by nighhtwing (divineauthor)

Fathers should not bury their children. —•— When Jason dies, Dick comes home, and Bruce muses on being a parent.

MY NOTES: a shorter one, but man does it pack a real punch to the heart. i find bruce and dicks dynamic immediately after jasons death the most fascinating and this was a wonderful spin on it!

You Are My Reflection (As I Am Yours) by Fairy527

A rope snaps. A collective scream echoes in the tent. (A threatening low voice. A sinister metallic click.) The Flying Graysons fall, and Bruce is sent back to that fateful night in Crime Alley

MY NOTES: clutches my heart screaming OHH. OH THE PARALLELS. there is just something so personal about the night the graysons fell and the night the waynes died being referenced with one another AND THIS GOT IT SOOO WELL. tears. tears forever.

i can't promise (it's not written in the stars) by konan_konan

Batman is following him, surely, but he’s smaller and faster and he’s not going to let someone take him and lock him up again. Wayne Manor, he’s learned, is just another kind of prison. It may be big and fancy but it is also empty and cold and he’s not going back. Tony Zucco dies tonight, he tells himself. It is the only thing that matters. or: dick loses two soulmates, and gains three.

MY NOTES: oh this fic. i need a moment. soulmate aus can be a real hit or miss sometimes but the way it was portrayed in this literally surpasses all expectation it was just SO GOOD. the dick introspection is honestly one of my favourites like. ever.

In This or Any Other Universe by wildsofmarch

There was a new vigilante in his city: a man who smiled too much and talked too loud and knew his way around a fight a little too well. Bruce wasn't bothered by his antics. Except the man also seemed to know a little too much about him. Who was this Nightwing, anyway? ------ OR: Dick Grayson (DCU) accidentally lands himself in Battinson’s Gotham.

MY NOTES: here it is. my favourite bruce and dick fic of all time forever and ever. im so serious. the tears are not in my eyes because they are streaming down my face. the idea of battinson with a robin was lovely and now that this gives us battinson with NIGHTWING i am just inconsolable. MUST READ.

#dick grayson #bruce wayne #batfamily fic recs #saki batfam fic recs #batfam

[thegreencanary]

can i request a billy hargrove fluff/angst oneshot? maybe where reader gets in his car after school crying and his brain goes brrrrrr *microwave noises* unsure what to do but reader says stupid jason carver was picking on her and a switch flips in him and he gets M A D ready to punch his face in??

Omg I got you boo I love a protective man and Billy is just *MWUAH*. I’ll try to keep it simple but this gave me a lot of good ideas. Might make a larger story later!

A/N: This is my work and I don’t give anyone the permission to post it anywhere claiming to be someone else’s. I worked hard on this, if you enjoy it please interact. Requests are open.

TW: Cursing and fighting

It was a dumb shirt, you knew wearing it to school was going to be a problem but the whole morning was a shit show so you didn’t have time to change. It was a really nasty shade of green and it fit you like a box. The sweatpants you decided to wear just made you look like you just rolled out of bed, because you had. Oversleeping makes one panic in the morning that’s for damn sure. School was just as bad, especially since Jason Carver woke up and chose you to be his victim today. All day he had been calling you names, knocking your books out of your hand and harassing you about your best friend. Billy was popular but Jason hated him, and because of your class schedule you barely got to see Billy during the day. Lunch time he was being held in a lunch detention for falling asleep in another class so Jason took the opportunity to throw apple juice at you. The day just sucked.

Finally the bell rang and you just wanted to go home, Billy usually took you but you didn’t want to wait for him because Jason was hot on your heels.

“Gonna run home and cry about how the big bad basketball players were mean to you today? Yeah? Wittle cry baby? You’re pathetic.”

You just pushed on outside, wanting to just go the fuck home.

“No wonder your dad died! I’d want to too if my daughter was a fat bitch like you!”

God. Damn. You. Jason. Your legs stopped working for a few moments. He just had to yell your business so the whole fucking school could hear it. Embarrassed tears streaked your face as you ran to the comfort of a certain blue Camaro. Billy wasn’t inside yet but you had his spare key; perks of being the best friend. You sat down and began crying so loud that when he opened his door you didn’t even hear it.

“….if you bleed on my seats you need to pay for it to be cleaned.”

Billy had no idea what to do. He’d only ever seen you cry once, and it was when your dad died. He usually was the one crying in front of you. You shot a glare at him through your tears.

“I’m not on my period idiot.”

“…so are you gonna tell me or are you gonna do the dumb girl thing where you just cry and make everyone else miserable too?”

Sometimes you questioned your friendship, and your secret love for him. He could be a real asshole.

“Jason fucking Carver. He’s been on my ass all day and then…he just…he said…something about my dad…”

Billy’s attitude switched immediately. He may have been an ass but he loved you. You knew him, all of him, and you didn’t judge him at all. You were always there for him; like when Neil got to physical and you patched him up in your bathroom, or when he got into a fight at a party and you got in Tommy’s face for trying to start shit when he was too drunk to fight. You were always in his corner.

“Finally.”

Billy threw open his car door and b-lined it to the fucking prick. You followed, not stopping him because part of you wanted to see Jason get his shit ROCKED.

“Well, Well. The ogre had her little boyfriend come and save the day.”

Jason laughed with his friends but Billy didn’t stop or slow down at all. He stormed right up to Jason and DECKED him. Jason fell back and you gasped, happy but surprised at the intensity of Billy’s punch.

“Yea well leave my girlfriend alone and you won’t have to see me again. If you fuck with her at ALL anymore, you’ll never walk again.”

Girlfriend? You were still stuck on that when Billy aggressively pulled you back towards his car. Jason could be heard groaning about a broken nose but you were focused on Billy.

“Ready?”

“Ready for what? What do you mean girlfriend? What the fuck happened back there??”

“I’ve been waiting for a reason to knock his dumb ass out. We’re basically already dating, I think you’re hot you think I’m hot don’t get your pantyhose in a twist.”

You were dumbfounded.

“You’re such a romantic Hargrove.”

You rolled your eyes, but Billy killed the car engine and sighed.

“Look, I want to take you on a date, like a real one and I want to be good to you the way you are to me; I just didn’t want to bring it up after I got into a fight. I wanted to ask you later. But since you’re being a brat about it, yeah. I want you to be my girlfriend.”

Jesus this boy was so dumb. You just laughed to yourself and nodded.

“Okay Billy. But you have to do this right. I’m not one of your groupies okay?”

He chuckled and eyed you.

“Oh I know. They dress so much better than you.”

“I WAS RUNNING LATE YOU FU—“

He shut you up with a way overdue kiss. This was going to be an interesting adventure.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #billy x reader #billy hargrove x female reader #billy stranger things #billy x you #billy could have been saved #billy deserved better #billy hargrove x you #stranger things

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I think Jason has a little obsession with Dick's smell, I mean, it's canon Dick smells really good and people can recognize him by smell

My boy Jay is just there, hugging every pillow with his boyfriend scent, trying to memorize his perfume, blushing when the smell makes him remember something that happened last night

Okay but what if it's Jason smelling like Dick that gives away their secret relationship ahhhhhahahaha. No one can really say anything though because they don't want to be the creep that recognizes someone by scent (it's just something they noticed in passing and continued noticing because Dick smells nice and it's distinctive, they swear).

But oh, back up. Lets say Dick is in Blud fulltime. So there's a commute for the booty call. Either Dick will stay over with Jason (and Jason will smell faintly of Dick) or he'll be the one going to Blud (in which case the lingering scent is stronger).

Only in this situation, Bruce can't figure it out. The smell would be familiar, he just can't place why because Dick isn't over very often. When he is - it's as Nightwing and they all make sure to not have any discernible scents to them.

So Bruce is just haunted by this knowing something but not remembering it fully. So he would sit and stew and be broody over it. And Tim, bless him. It's getting in the way of Bruce's productivity so he checks in on what's up. To which Bruce is just like, 'Recently Jason (my darling bb boy) smells different from usual.' And Tim is l: because why the fuck did he ask, okay. And Bruce explains how it's familiar, but it's not Jason and - oh, god. The realization that his darling boy is sleeping with someone that Bruce knows well would be gutting.

Meanwhile Tim, knowing full well that it's Dick giving Jason the d, plays dumb like no tomorrow. No involvement. Just judgment because really, sniffing out J's boytoy? That's over-the-top dramatic even for Bruce.

But Bruce wouldn't be deterred because that's a good idea, Tim ('it was a warning that this is w e i r d, Bruce'), thank you.

And then Bruce promptly goes about trying to discreetly smell all his colleagues and associates - even some of his adversaries which is dangerous, but the hazards are worth it because Bruce needs to know who's screwing his boy.

Of course Jason picks up on Bruce having lost his mind. Or maybe Tim complains to him about it because it's a lot (even if Tim wouldn't be above doing it -- even if he had done it when he first recognized the smell, himself LOL).

'It's Dick.' Jason tells him, point blank.

'Yes, I'm aware of your proclivities.' Bruce would tell him, nonplussed by the inferred crassness. Just. World's greatest detective extraordinaire. Meanwhile Tim would be in the background, embarrassed for his mentor because wow, Bruce.

Needless to say this goes on for a while. Perhaps indefinitely. At least until Dick comes around the manor as himself. At which point Bruce would surprise pikachu meme face in that stoic Bruce way.

Also, I recognize that I went on a tangent of Bruce being an embarrassing dad hahahaha. As far as dickjay content goes, what you wrote is so cute though. 10/10!! Thank you for such a cute submission, anon. Jason curling up around something that smells like Dick in Dick's absence is so sweet. ;U;

#dickjay #jaydick