Owliterate
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Random goon: Hey Boss, were you the one to pick that name as an alias? And why this one?
Red Hood: I used to have another name, before… A long time ago. But that person is dead now. I get to choose for myself now, they can’t take that from me. I won’t let them.
Random goon: …Huh.
Random goon: *Slowly unravels a Trans flag*
Red Hood: Uh, whatcha got there?
Random goon: *Starts waving it* A smoothie.
OR,
A loyal goon hilariously misunderstands a few too many conversations and sets about supporting his boss the best he can.(Based on a Tumblr/Tik Tok I found :) )
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- Part 1 of Batman Tik Tok Fics
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23 Nov 2024
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Shaking, Ghost lifted both hands and gestured downwards to sign the most simplistic form of begging he’d ever willingly given.
“Stay?”
Soap regarded him carefully, and Ghost knew that he was read like an open book now. With no mask to hide behind his face was marred by whatever fleeting emotion passed through his head and heart in tandem. He could hide nothing like this, and it was terrifying. He slept soundly with his mask for this very reason, and Soap just watched all the while.
He was deciding if it was worth it.
The olive branch held across the ravine that divided their lives- the opening he’d been asked to give. A promise to try.
“Can I hold you?” was a hushed challenge to test the newfound boundaries between them as Soap’s hand hovered near the door.
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The aftermath and recovery of torture as Soap fished out one [1] resident stupid from the river like a half-drowned cat.
Ghost is a broken man. Soap might bloody his hands on the jagged pieces, but he puts Simon back together again at the end of the day.Series
- Part 1 of Brood Parasites
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13 Aug 2024
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Jason knew what he was doing was foolish, he knew disobeying the League’s order was punishable by death, but he didn’t care. The day he woke up screaming and burning, clawing at his skin when he was resurrected in the Lazarus pit. He could still smell the iron blood, he could hear the ticking of the bomb and the sound of Joker’s laughing, and he still felt the crowbar going down against his body, that was when he stopped caring. He knew he was selfish, childish, stubborn, and arrogant. Yet he couldn’t stop himself from cradling the young boy in his arms, in his rundown apartment, with wallpaper peeling off the walls, huddled in the dark and comfortable corner meant for a broken bird. Muscular back shielding the small boy cradled in his strong arms away from prying eyes. Maybe it was because he was jealous, or maybe he was just selfish. He was ordered to deliver the young Al Ghul to the big Bat, but he didn’t want to. He wanted to keep the small bird for himself. He was selfish for longing for the child to call him Baba, but he couldn’t help it. It was only natural it seemed.
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19 Apr 2024
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Adorable and so well-written but I dipped out at chapter 22 because it started to be more kid fic than Jason-centric. Damian’s not actually the worst in this one though
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A Casual Chat with Nightwing and Red Hood by Amateum
Fandoms: DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Nightwing (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics)
16 Apr 2023
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“Hello, and welcome to Channel 69 News. We’re conducting a short survey with the local vigilantes. Sir, will you please state your hero name for everyone?” The teenager held up her fake microphone.
Nightwing played along, leaning over to talk into it. “Nightwing.”
“Thank you, Nightwing.” She fidgeted awkwardly for a second.
“Was that your question?” he raised an eyebrow playfully.
“No. I mean it was a question but not the question.” She giggled nervously.
His face softened a bit. “Go ahead and ask. I don’t bite.”
“Right. Um. So you know the Wayne family?” She put the fake microphone up to his face.
He looked over the patio wall to the very visible Wayne Tower in the background of the shot before returning eye contact. “I’ve heard the name once or twice.”
She giggled nervously again. “Right right, just had to check, just in case, you know, um...anyway! Do you think Bruce Wayne is handsome?”
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So here Jason was: dying again.
The only bastard in history lucky enough to catch Hanahaki twice for the same damn schmuck of a man.Or:
Fifteen-year-old Jason Todd catches Hanahaki Disease over the unattainable and older Dick Grayson, dies, comes back to life, and promptly falls flat on his face for Dick Grayson . . . again. There are some things you can't make up.- Language:
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11 Mar 2024