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    "I'll see you here on Monday at six o'clock for the four to six year old class."

    "I don’t like kids,” Jason lied.

    Art rolled his eyes. “You are a kid. You’ll do it or you’ll find a different job.”

    Jason left the gym, and then, on Monday, he showed up at five-thirty and taught the goddamn class.

     

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    after a batarang to the throat, Jason goes to New York. all he wants is to disappear.

    he doesn't mean to, but he starts to give a shit. about the boxing gym he works at. about the old fart that runs it. about the kids he teaches.

    and that's before he meets the vigilantes.

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    26 Nov 2025

  2. Public Bookmark 26

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    It starts with the dreams.
    Not nightmares. Not exactly. They’re too real for that,too heavy, too intentional. Jason wakes up gasping, lungs full of air that smells like swamp water and gunpowder, dirt caked under his fingernails like he’d been digging. Some mornings his boots are wet. Once, there’s mud on the floorboards.

    And lately… he’s been hearing the dead.

    Not all the time. Not like a chorus. Just—voices where they shouldn’t be. A woman humming by a broken gravestone in Crime Alley. A soldier reciting scripture in a trench that hasn’t existed in seventy years. Names whispered like prayers.
    One night, the dead don’t just whisper. They plead.

    Jason isn’t stupid. When you wake up with swamp mud under your nails and ghosts don’t shut up, you call the one idiot who might know what to do. John Constantine looks Jason up and down, lights a cigarette, and mutters, He doesn’t ask how Jason’s doing. He doesn’t lecture about the cost of messing with the border between living and dead. He just gathers grimoires, bottle of whiskey, two lighters, one gun (that Jason laughs at), and they hit the road.

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    24 Nov 2025

  3. Public Bookmark 89

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    Catherine catches his trembling eyes with her own tentative look, “Are you okay?”

    “Am I okay? I just got a beautiful baby boy and a beautiful wife all on the same day,” Willis stands to his feet, grinning at her with all the hope in the world despite the evening darkness that settles across the small kitchen, “I'm feeling pretty fucking great, sweetheart.”

    (The first time Catherine meets Jason Todd is in Willis Todd's kitchen.)

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    18 Nov 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 49

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    Duke braced himself, bringing his fists up in front of him and preparing to dodge or lose an eye.

    The guy swung. The hit never landed.

    A gunshot cracked the night wide open, and the guy who’d been about to slice up Duke’s face screamed, clutching at his hand. The sound was pure agony.

    Blood sprayed, hot and wet, across Duke’s cheek and hoodie. Too close. Too real. His breath hitched hard, stomach lurching. Some hit his lip. The metallic tang of blood slid into his mouth before he could stop it. He gagged.

    Then something fell out of the dark above. Leather flared. Boots struck pavement with a thud that carried finality. A helmet gleamed red under the flickering streetlight.

    Red Hood.

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    The story of Duke Thomas and Jason Todd throughout the years.

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    05 Oct 2025

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    “Motherfucker,” M swears.  He pinches the bridge of his nose, letting out a loud groan.  “What I am can’t be taught, Talia.  You of all people have got to know that.”

    “Oh, don’t be so modest,” Talia says, her melodious voice a tinge amused in the way a man might be amused by a monkey, which, considering who she is, is only slightly insulting.  “I’m sure that brilliant mind of yours can think of a way.”

     

    AKA a fic that asks the question "what if Talia came to Midnighter one night to ask him to train Jason before Jason's return to Gotham as Red Hood?"

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    13 Jun 2025