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bloody sundays and rose-colored boys by myastoners
Fandoms: DCU (Comics), DCU, Red Hood/Arsenal (Comics), Red Hood and the Outlaws (Comics)
07 Sep 2021
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Once the kid is born, Willis takes one look at it and decides he hates it.
Then, of course, the little bastard is his responsibility. So he and Catherine mind it (Catherine never does let him just throw the brat out on the streets), and Willis works odd jobs and, half the time, forgets he even has a son.
But Catherine doesn’t. She watches over little Jason the best that she can. He’s all she has, really, in this messed up world, and even if she has to stay trapped under Willis’s nicotine-stained thumb, she’ll manage for the kid.
Jason grows up on struggle foods and ceiling leaks. His clothes, when not too baggy for his scrawny form, are tattered, rent with holes. Public school is good to him, or maybe it’s just there for him; though really any place without Willis’s belts and beer bottles is there for Jason. He toughens up, learns to stop smiling and start scowling so as not to appear weak, and by the time he hits the seventh grade, people know not to fuck with him.
Unsure whether he fits in more with the white kids or the Hispanic kids, Jason doesn’t make too many friends. And, really, that’s just fine with him.
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- Part 2 of birds and murders (and murders of birds)
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/33733321
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bloody sundays and rose-colored boys
connorswhiskOnce the kid is born, Willis takes one look at it and decides he hates it.
Then, of course, the little bastard is his responsibility. So he and Catherine mind it (Catherine never does let him just throw the brat out on the streets), and Willis works odd jobs and, half the time, forgets he even has a son.
But Catherine doesn’t. She watches over little Jason the best that she can. He’s all she has, really, in this messed up world, and even if she has to stay trapped under Willis’s nicotine-stained thumb, she’ll manage for the kid.
Jason grows up on struggle foods and ceiling leaks. His clothes, when not too baggy for his scrawny form, are tattered, rent with holes. Public school is good to him, or maybe it’s just there for him; though really any place without Willis’s belts and beer bottles is there for Jason. He toughens up, learns to stop smiling and start scowling so as not to appear weak, and by the time he hits the seventh grade, people know not to fuck with him.
Unsure whether he fits in more with the white kids or the Hispanic kids, Jason doesn’t make too many friends. And, really, that’s just fine with him.
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omfg kill me Jason Todd you motherfucker you are just a gem. The writing? wtf. Who, how, where, when, what. I don't know. No words.