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Bruce is under the influence of sex pollen. All Tim can hope to do is lay there and wait for it to end.
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DC Noncon Fest 2026 | Mutual Non-con
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26 Oct 2026
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oh they make me INSANE. when tim isn’t there he’s thinking about what bruce will say and how tim will already forgive him. and how after it’s over he can go take some photos and it’ll be worth it because he can be alone and he can stop being in this moment. tim ALREADY KNOWING HE WILL FORGIVE BRUCE AUGHHHHHHHHH. superb and evil i loved it
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Roy leans a little forward. “Bud? Are you alright?”
And the embarrassment creeps back in.
“Just - was wondering if you were leaving soon.” Tim clears his throat and it scrapes him up, choking on gravel. “I could use a lift.”
“You don’t have a ride?” Roy asks gently.
Oh, please don’t ask me that question. He did at one point, but he left him in the hallway where the music doesn’t reach, probably waiting for Tim to come back with muttered apologies insincere on his lips - or to slap him in the face, or something. He’s really trying not to do either here.
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Galas are shit, and so is alcohol.
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26 Oct 2026
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this is so good and special to me oh my god. tim and roy friendship mentorship tomfoolery. tim saying he’s in the ICU and babs knowing he’s lying. getting snickers bar mixers at the shitty sonic. getting home and asking your older brother if it’s safe to fall apart now even though you know the answer. damian having ice cream in the corner petulantly because he was told to Enjoy Himself. jason caps lock texting. tim and his long hair and his wingtip shoes and his sparkly chapstick and his tie and his thing with conner that neither of them want to name but conner still stands closer to the road. superb.
“Can I come down now?” Tim whispers into Dick’s ear.
“Yeah, honey,” Dick breathes right back. “Go right ahead.”
Which is good - and Tim kind of knew right off the bat that he could it do anyway, but - still good, because out pours shivers over his skin like asphalt wavering on a hot day, and he can feel Dick’s arm around him, but not his own back where the arm’s tucked around him. As if he’s just a ghostly outline, looking sick around his gills.
“Don’t think so hard, okay?” Dick whispers. “Don’t think at all. Just let yourself settle.”
Still, he starts to shake.
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While Dick plays Batman and fails at raising Damian, Jason comes back home. And back into his bed. Which is already Dick’s bed. It’s a lucky thing Dick can take so much weird shit in stride.
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25 Oct 2026
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they’re both deranged and fucked up and i love them so dearly. obsessed with this insane little domestic stretch of life where they’re smothered with grief and yet falling in love and raising the kids and all doing their best. and also ☝️ having stupid time
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Dark AU where Dick is driven to kill and calls on Jason for help. Pre-flasphoint, takes place over two parts.
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25 Oct 2026
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FUCK yes oh my god. oh my god hell yes. this was so good and intimate and in character i’m obsessed. the CHILL down my spine when dick’s response to the four bodies was ‘he hasn’t found the other five’. jason giving dick the same gun that catalina used. ohhhhhhhh
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on the ironing board still laid out in the middle of the dining room is her bridesmaid dress that dick had adjusted by hand. he's smiling as if he's about to hear the worst news in the world. it's novel, really, that they’ve got dramas like falling in love when the world used to be on fire every other week.
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25 Oct 2026
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hey!! oh my god!! who allowed you to do this!!
this is everything i love. dick who’s old and in love and yet terrified and tied endlessly to bruce. jason who leaves shoes behind and helps dick take care of damian. cass who grows and is the first to get properly married. tim who becomes a beautiful woman and never changes her name and never apologizes and thinks of dick in the opposite-same way bruce does. barbara who remembers what it’s like to be in love with dick grayson the same way she remembers what it was to get shot in the spine. he’s always thirteen to her and his hair sticks up all weird. damian looks up to his sister and his dad-brother and threatens jason on the ladder. this is everything to me
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“i can’t help but wonder if dick would hate this”, bruce says. jason doesn’t bother looking at him. his feet are starting to ache in the heels artemis let him borrow.
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25 Oct 2026
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jesus CHRIST you never ever miss.
Dick’s head snaps up, and there’s no hesitation. Robin isn’t scared. Robin isn’t helpless. Robin is a vicious ease. You are a middle-aged boy and you are dying and when you hit you hit hard. Robin is a wavelength.
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Dick’s screaming later and Jason stares at the microwave as another minute passes. Maybe we’re just doomed. I forget you then you forget me and somewhere in-between we keep falling in love, and hating each other, and loving each other in a way neither of us really chooses to define. When people ask who you are, I say family. There is no other word. I might hate you, but you’re my brother and I hate you for being my brother. We could have been brothers. I used to have faith in how the world worked—didn’t have it for long, but I did have it, and for a second there I really had myself believing I could get over myself, but I fucking hate this city, and I can’t play house for you. Maybe I knew that the whole time.
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I’m sitting there in dad’s office chair, studying myself under a glaring lens. Do you have any secrets? I ask. The comatose body doesn’t reply. Is the trauma from what has happened to you, what you’ve done to yourself, taken itself out on your body? We’re moving around each other so blindly that nothing will ever catch. Run into me. Push.
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It’s a wet, rainy Sunday morning three months after Bruce’s death when Jason finds himself, of all places, hunched in the fourth pew on the right next to Alfred.
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25 Oct 2026
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jesus CHRIST. okay i’ve got to know what led you to use the absalom passage. oh my god. (a fight with a father over sexual violence and the subsequent death of a son…) they light a votive for the deceased and neither of them quite know who they’re mourning. alfred and jason and the wide amount of things left unsaid between them. alfred pennyworth who lives that whole long glorious tragic life FIRMLY believing in hell. and all the implications of that. and all the implications of bruce having fully traveled there and still not believing in any afterlife at all. i briefly wondered if maybe he would have changed that belief, after jason, but i think he’s too logical and set in his ways to be able to change that. i think he mourned and the whole time he knew he’d never have even a chance to see jason again. 10/10 fic op
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soon after dick’s revival, jason considers voicing a nation-wide plea to increase the depth of graves.
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25 Oct 2026
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you’re so good at writing and every single one of your fics makes me FUCKED UP and EVIL. oh my god. they move to the kind of place where a one screen cinema constitutes downtown.
He slams the glass shut and draws the blinds. It is a sure thing that Batman could break in, but he doesn’t, and Jason stands there for all of an hour with his gun drawn, waiting, before Dick gets out of bed and asks him why he’s up. Nightmares, of course. Let me make you breakfast. Let me give you a glass of warm milk and honey. Let me tell you a story with a happy ending.
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Jason Todd has always been angry. How else would he have survived?
As he reconciles with his family, he realizes he can’t be angry around them. What might this cost him?
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Even starving and alone and terrified, he’d had the good sense to be angry about it. Anger was useful. It pointed at the thing that was wrong and said do something, said you are more than this, said survive.
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25 Oct 2026
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HEY EVIL FUCKED UP FIC OF ALL TIME. OH MY GOD. JASON TODD AND WHAT COMPLIANCE AND MODERATION COSTS HIM WHEN HIS WHOLE BEING IS COMPRISED OF ANGER AND LOUDNESS AND WARINESS AND STRUGGLE AND PRIDE. AND WHAT THE PRICE IS TO GET RID OF THAT PRIDE WHICH IS THE ONLY THING HE’S EVER HAD TO HANG ONTO. AND WHAT IS LEFT AFTER THAT IS DONE. AND HOW TO EVEN BEGIN UNRAVELING THE DAMAGE DONE WITHOUT REALLY KNOWING AND YET, ON SOME SUBCONSCIOUS LEVEL, STILL MAKING THE CHOICE TO DO.
CHRIST. THEY MAKE ME INSANE.
He'd told Roy about it once, three years ago, sitting on a fire escape in New York in the summer, because Roy was the kind of person you told things to and Jay had been the kind of person, then, who occasionally told things. Roy had said that's the most Jason Todd thing I've ever heard with great affection and Jason had laughed and thought nothing more of it.
He thought about it now because the pain had a way of stripping things down to their essentials, and the essential thing, the bottom layer, was still that child on the east side of the Narrows who'd understood that survival required anger. Anger was the force of it—the do something, the you are more than this. Without it, what exactly was left?
He thought: if they come, and he was pretty sure they'd come, they'd find someone who'd gotten very good at being manageable.
He thought: that's not the same as someone who'd gotten good at surviving.
He thought: there is a significant difference and he'd stopped being able to feel it.
Then the professional administrator came back and Jason stopped thinking and started enduring, because that was what the situation required, and he was still, underneath everything, very good at that.
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25 Oct 2026
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oh i LOVE THIS. innate asshole and sadist dick grayson who also loves making other people feel good. he should be SOOOO mean in bed and it should be roy’s FAVORITE. also the messy and completely unnegotiated dynamics. they’re all fucking insane. love it. roy can be so so good for these bizarre psuedo brothers who keep fucking him until he can’t move
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find out your hiding places again by SilverSkiesAtMidnight
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batgirl (Comics)
05 Oct 2026
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She really does mean it when she says she plans on telling Bruce herself. Seriously. It is on the to-do list.
It should be so simple. Hey, B, so, funny story — I got shot in the head while you were gone. But I'm totally doing way better now and it wasn't even that big of a deal. So if you have any other questions just ask Babs, because I only remember about seventy percent of the last eight months, if we're being so for real.
The guy's still hobbling around with a cane, for god's sake. She can just say it and then bolt. What's he going to do, chase her?
And yet, somehow, the right spot to say these words never quite makes itself known.
Or: that time Steph got shot in the head during Batgirl (2009) is a bit of a bigger deal than it was in canon.
Holy Server B@man Whumptober, Day 4: [Shaking and Shivering]: Seizures |
Falling Through IceSeries
- Part 4 of HSB Whumptober 2026
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22 Oct 2026
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Where the Shadows Lie by chibi_nightowl, GoAwayOlivia for utazawa
Fandoms: Batman (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics)
14 May 2021
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“He’s a fae,” Jason snaps. “And he had to return to the Faelands because our world was slowly killing him.”
Stephanie stares. “A fae.”
“Yep.”
She keeps staring. “You had a relationship with a fae.”
“That’s what I said.”
“You got it on with a fae.”
“Fucking— yes, Blondie, he’s a fucking fae, how many times do you want me to say it?”
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17 Oct 2026
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dick and jason deserve to bring C4 into a fae labyrinth and accidentally end up with 30 new goblin children
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If Dick gives himself away, those guns are going to end up on his city's streets, and it will all be his fault.
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17 Oct 2026
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OBSESSEDDDD. THAT MAN HAS A GUILT COMPLEX A MILE HIGH
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right back and biting by valkyriered
Fandoms: Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics), DCU (Comics), Batman (Comics)
30 Dec 2022
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Jason thinks about how his parents used to do this.
How his mom and Willis would scream at each other outside their apartment, throwing vicious insults, making a scene. Willis, drunk and enraged. His mom, high, or craving a high.
Rich people fight like that too, Jason thinks. Their properties are just so big that nobody knows.
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13 Oct 2026
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THEY MAKE ME SICKKKKKK
Rich people expect you to fight with words. They never expect you to hit them.
“I hate you.” Jason tries to say, but he’s blubbering and it barely comes out.
“Okay.” Bruce soothes. He helps Jason sit back up, leans him against the wall of the bathroom so he can loosen the silk tie and unbutton the ruined shirt.
Jason doesn’t drink like this. He doesn’t. He’s not an alcoholic like Roy or Willis. He doesn’t like being like this. It’s what all those fancy fucks expect him to be. Drunk and violent. Just like his daddy.
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Old Wounds by Sohotthateveryonedied
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), DCU (Comics)
08 Oct 2026
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When you’ve replaced all of the old wood planks in the Ship of Theseus with fresh ones, can it still be called the Ship of Theseus?
When you’ve been dunked in a healing pit and lost all of the scars that made your body yours, is it still your body? Are you still you?
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08 Oct 2026
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INSANE concept and execution. jesus christ. this bad boy can fit soooo much body issues into him
Jason can get back to who he was before, and it will be so uncanny no one will remember he was anything different. He can get it all back. He can.
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what's lost is found (in unexpected places) by SilverSkiesAtMidnight
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), Batman - All Media Types
02 Oct 2026
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He wraps a hand around the boy's too-skinny wrists, trying to be the softest handcuff he can be, desperate to stop him from hurting himself further. The boy throws himself against his grip so hard his bones creak as Clark rolls them over, trying to pin him down as gently as possible.
To Clark's horror, he can feel the harsh lumps of old breaks under the fragile skin where the boy has healed wrong.
"You're going to hurt yourself —" he says desperately.
The boy screams at him in answer, a single, wordless shriek of rage and fear.
The strength seems to leave him quickly. Clark's surprised he had this much to begin with. His voice dies off to a weak moan, and he slumps back against the floor, small, fragile chest heaving.
His blue eyes are unfocused.
His face is familiar.
Holy Server B@man Whumptober Day 2: [Bleeding Out]: "Clean yourself up. You're getting blood everywhere." | Dissociation
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- Part 2 of HSB Whumptober 2026
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It wasn’t clever, but Jason pushed his luck next time the man sought him out. Cash had already changed hands when lips dipped to collect one last kiss, and he flitted a few steps backward before they could.
“No freebies,” he said, accompanied by what he hoped was a coy, twinkly smile.
The man matched it, and respected the distance. “Goodnight, then.”
Or: Jason does what he must to get by. It's not often his clients are doing the same.
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02 Oct 2026
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op this is fucking CRAZY. oh my GOD. he’s just a boy and his heart is so big and he does what he has to do. and he fools himself into thinking it’s choice and not crime. and when he finally gets to be fucked in the plush bed by the handsome man the prose gets lush, jason’s internal monologue gets briefly fairy tale, like this is finally when he becomes a real person, when he gets made real by the handsome man sweeping him off his feet and kissing him until he cries. and instead he’s very small and very alone and something is happening to him that shouldn’t be. oh my goddddddd. holy shit.
also OBSESSED with [redacted spoiler here] implications. like that’s why he’s away from home so much. oh my goddd. but it doesn’t matter in the end if that’s who it is because jason meets dozens of men who are all the same man in the end.
the money lasts until his lie becomes truth. jesus CHRIST.
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“Just so we’re clear,” Jason says, gripping the end of the chain that attaches to the metal collar around Dick’s neck, “am I Bruce in this scenario?”
Slade, sitting carefully sprawled on the ornate chair they’re counting as a throne, raises his eyebrow.
“You don’t have to be,” Dick offers, as though sensing Jason’s disdain for the idea.
“He’s offering you as my spoils,” Slade says impatiently. “If he’s not your father, who the fuck else is he supposed to be?”
Or: Slade, Jason and Dick attempt a roleplay.
SladeRobin Week: Day 4
“You… saved me?” “I’m not through with you.” | Enemy to Caretaker | Spoils of WarSeries
- Part 4 of SladeRobin Week 2024
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28 Sep 2026
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crying. sladejaydick is ABSOLUTELY the three types of guys in an improv class. and also they’re having sex about it
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will it wash out in the water by butterflysky
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics)
22 Sep 2020
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And who’d picked him up from Leslie’s clinic?
Bruce. Of course.
“I’m fine,” he snaps, when Bruce reaches for his elbow.
(Jason gets injured. Bruce looks after him. It might turn out better than expected.)
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27 Sep 2026
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He digs his phone from his pocket and opens his chat with Artemis. She could pick him up, take him somewhere…
But then he thinks of that broken freezer, of all the meals Alfred probably prepped and tucked safely inside, and that Bruce had tried to cook anyway…
Jason shuts his eyes tight and says, “Fuck,” as loud as he dares. Now he feels like a piece of shit, even more than usual. Over Bruce.
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jayroy smut by CyclicalClown
Fandoms: Red Hood/Arsenal (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics)
10 Oct 2026
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I'm not much of a writer but I can draw (sometimes).
This is that.