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Okay non-DC fans shoo for a minute
Jason deserved so much better, and Gar had that going for him but NOOOO they had to put him with rose who clearly did not love or care about him the way Gar did. She treated him like shit while Gar tried his hardest to help Jason when he could.
You could argue Gar is nice to everyone no matter what but if were being honest here he probably saved Jason. There were so many times they made it clear Jason was struggling. I mean the time he tried to jump off the roof, hie drug addiction and more. Nobody cared except Gar and Dick.
Im a hard Gar x Jason shipper im so sorry-
OKAY ILL SHUSH NOW
I'll do anything for you
(A female Jason Todd fanfic)
Jayla knew what the other vigilantes thought of her. In their eyes, she was nothing but a reckless, impulsive, murderer who they only kept around because she was a valuable ally.
A valuable soldier.
And even though it hurts her to know that her family will never love her unless she quits her current lifestyle, she’ll do anything for them. No matter the price.
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The Price You Have To Pay
Lex Luthor was a man with many enemies. And because of that, his private office was a highly secured facility.
You’d have to pass dozens of security protocols before you could even step foot in the building.
But considering the fact that his security team caught a little bird with his wannabe team of superheroes sneaking around, he suspected that he would be getting a visitor soon.
A hot vigilante with dark hair that also contained a stubborn streak of white, perhaps.
He could hear small footsteps getting louder.
Lex leaned forward just as the door swung open. Red Hood walked in like she owned the place.
He eyed her up and down, trying to hide the smirk that was beginning to form as he felt the tension between them steadily rise.
“You know that ignoring the dress code isn’t really a good way to start our negotiations.” Lex drawled, impatiently tapping his fingers against his desk.
Red removed her helmet before raising a perfectly arched eyebrow, “I wasn’t about to walk into your building half-naked.”
“Good thing that no one’s here to see you then.”
Red’s plump lips formed a pretty scowl, “Lex.”
“Hood.”
Lex didn’t know how long they stared at each other before Red gave in, shutting her eyes as she allowed a seductive smile to grace upon her face.
This time, Lex couldn’t hold back his grin. “You know what to do.”
She didn’t protest as she slowly took off her clothes, leaving her with only a pair of matching dark red lingerie.
No matter how many times he saw her like this, Lex still felt like he forgot how to breathe.
The heroes might hate her, but even they won’t be able to deny the fact that her beauty is unmatched. One could even go as far and say that her looks pass Wonder Woman's.
She was absolutely breathtaking.
“Are you done staring at me?” The amusement laced in her voice brought him out of his trance.
A predatory glint appeared in his eyes, “For now.”
Red leaned forward. “What do you want, Lex?” Her voice was soft as her lip curled upwards.
Without even thinking, he grabbed her hips. Dragging her entire body towards the older man so that she was straddling him. “Now we can talk.”
Even though her domino mask was still on, Lex knew her well enough to know that she was rolling her eyes. “Perv,” she couldn’t help but laugh out as she shifted to a more comfortable position.
“I’m more of an opportunist than a pervert, darling. I mean, no one with a brain could ever resist this sight?” He slapped her ass before giving her a mocking smile. “One day, I’m going to wreck your body with all the other suitors you have until the only thing you’ll remember is how good it feels to be under our control.”
The vigilante let out a surprised breath of air, “As fun as that sounds, it probably won’t happen.” He felt her calloused, yet still, somehow soft fingers trail over his chest, “Considering my expertise, you should know how expensive I can be.”
He squeezed her ass, “Then I guess it’s a good thing that we’re some of the richest people in the world.”
She ignored his last remark, “What do you want, Lex.”
“Come on, Red.” he groaned in annoyance, “It was just starting to become fun.”
She shot him an irritated look, “Sorry,” she said, not sounding apologetic at all, “But I’m in a bit of a time crunch right now.”
Lex sighed, for once letting it go. He knows how much of a rough time she’s been having with her other coworkers.
He swears that superheroes are never satisfied.
“What do you want,” she repeated. This time, he could hear a bit of impatience leaking in her voice.
“This one shouldn’t be as difficult as the other agreements we’ve had over the past few months,”
“Just say it,” Red interrupted.
“In a few weeks, there’s going to be a convention in Dubai. And we all know how dangerous these meetings can be sometimes.”
“If by dangerous, do you mean boring?” Red’s voice cut in as rested her head on his shoulder. “You just need someone to entertain you.” she teasingly accused.
“You caught me.” he said dryly, “This convention is going to last at least a week, so prepare your excuse or something.”
Red leaned away from him, “Excuse for what? No one will even notice that I’m gone.” she waved off, “Unless there’s a mission that the bats can’t solve, of course. But even then, it barely ever happens, so I’ll be fine.”
For some reason, hearing those words come out of her mouth made his jaw clench. “Yet every time a hero is in a situation where they won’t be able to win, you still try your hardest to bargain for their life.” He scoffed, “Even though they can’t even bother to treat you decently.”
Red refused to meet his eyes as she clenched her fists. “It’s not their fault. You know that they can’t trust me after what I’ve done.”
“But you haven’t done anything wrong.”
“I tried to kill-“
Lex let out a harsh laugh, “If you wanted to kill them, you would’ve.”
Red flushed, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He raised an eyebrow as he tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear. “Really? Cause I know about all the training you went through with the League of Assassins. You were holding back. You tried to keep the madness of the pit at bay.” she still refused to meet his gaze, her eyes stubbornly staying on the floor. “And because they’re all well- alive, you succeeded.”
Red shifted, her ass grinding against his cock. She leaned forward and he felt her lips brush against his neck, “Stop talking.” she softly muttered.
Lex gently pushed her away, he was not done talking about this subject. “Do they know?” he questioned. “Do they know that if you wanted them dead, they would be? Do they know-“
She gripped his shirt, “Stop.”
He ignored her, she needed to hear this. “With how badly they treat you, one would wonder why you go to such extreme lengths to help them. They don’t even care about you. They’re only-“
“Please.” Red’s voice wavered, filled with insecurity. Her hands were still tightly clenching onto his shirt. “Just- just stop.” she pleaded.
Lex froze, finally realizing just how much his words affected her. His face immediately softened. He hadn’t wanted to hurt her. He just wanted to show her that they weren’t worth her time.
“I’m sorry,” he apologized. He carefully lifted her chin so that his eyes would meet hers. “What I said was uncalled for. I should’ve phrased it better.”
She gave him a small smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, “It’s fine.” Lex didn’t know who she was trying to convince, him or her. “You aren’t exactly wrong.”
“No, it isn’t fine. I really am sorry, my little agnar.” He ignored how her whole face seemed to turn red at the nickname, “I shouldn’t have been so-“ he searched his head for the right word. “-inconsiderate about your feelings.”
Red only nodded, “Is there anything else you need for the release of my brother and his team?”
“I’ll also need you to pay for all the damage they caused,” he admitted.
“Again?” When he nodded, she only sighed and got off his lap. “Okay, I’ll send you the money soon.”
“Do try and get these heroes in line, Red. Some people have plans, and it’ll be so much easier to complete them when a group of teenagers playing superheroes aren’t around to mess it up.”
Red only gave him a smirk, her small breakdown already forgotten. “You know that I can’t do that. If you have any complaints, you can always report it to the Justice League.”
“As if they’d actually do something about it.”
Red laughed, “You aren’t wrong. They preach about saving the world, yet they ignore all the damages they’ve inflicted when they do just that.”
“Since you’re in a bit of a time crunch, I think I might just let you go now.” He licked his lips as he gave her body another attentive glance, “Just a warning though, our next meeting will probably be more intense than this one.”
She gave him a mischievous look, “Is that a promise?”
“You know it.”
She gave him a final smile before bending down to grab her clothes, then walking away as her hips slowly swayed from side to side.
She didn’t even bother to put them on.
Even though he could no longer see her face, he knew that she was smirking. The vigilante was aware of his body’s reaction towards hers.
Lex dropped onto his chair, moving to try and hide his erection before his eyes started drifting towards the office camera.
He couldn’t hold back a grin as a plan started to form in his head.
If there was one thing that Lex was sure of- it was that the bats were naturally suspicious. If the little bird and his team were suddenly free and were able to escape his building without much trouble, they would start to become skeptical.
He wasn’t known for being intelligent for nothing.
Lex would prove to Red that she deserved better.
She doesn’t owe those heroes anything.
Despite everything that she’s done for them, they still tore out the feathers of her damaged wings until she could no longer fly.
Lex could forget Superman for a while. This was a more crucial matter.
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Translation: agnar - warrior
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So what do you guys think? Should I continue this or should I just leave it here? Feel free to comment your thoughts, along with any criticism or suggestions you have. I love to read them!
I don’t think you guys understand just how much I hate Jason’s quote.
Jason was killed because he heard one of the only adults he trusted say that he would turn out just like his father. That was the reason that he ran away.
And even then, it wasn’t his fault that he got killed. He was killed because his mom tricked him. All Jason wanted was for someone to love him.
Plus, I don’t think that Jason ever saw being Robin as “just a game”. He grew up on the streets. He knows just how much crap all the people that live there go through. Could you blame him for breaking more bones than necessary??
They deserved it. And can we please talk about how fucked it up it was for DC to have Jason beat up a bunch of rapists and murderers (people who- like I said- deserved it) only to have people from the superhero community comment on him being too rough on them? Like no.
Fuck all of you and your hypocrisy.
— Batman.
Jason Todd x Avengers Crossover
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If he knew that he would be blamed for murdering someone the moment he got back to Gotham, then Jason would’ve waited another week or two before returning.
No matter what a lot of people said, Jason wasn’t stupid. He knows not to expect things that were unlikely to happen.
Jason couldn’t risk raising his hopes when it came to the bats.
He knew that he wasn’t gonna receive a warm welcome filled with hugs and cupcakes. Honestly, the most he expected was a nod of acknowledgment. And if he was lucky, then maybe- maybe he would’ve gotten a smile with the quiet whisper of a welcome back.
It made his heart twist in all the wrong ways to know that his family didn’t trust him as much as he thought. Jason genuinely believed that he and the bats were on good enough terms to earn him the benefit of the doubt.
He forced himself not to flinch as he met Batman’s harsh, distrustful gaze.
“I wasn’t even here when he was killed,” Jason tried to say as calmly as he could, knowing that if he loses his temper, everyone would use it against him. “I was following a case up in New York.”
He couldn’t go back to Arkham! Not again. Not with the Joker only a few cells away from him, taunting him with his laughter— his voice filled with cruel exhilaration as he continuously promised Jason that they would play together once again. How he would soon be reunited with his favorite playmate.
His favorite Robin.
He heard someone suck in a breath behind him.
Jason didn’t expect anyone to defend him. Not against Batman. But still-
He didn’t expect them to just stand and watch as Batman tore him into shreds once again. Batman threw accusation over accusation, yet he never once provided a single piece of evidence that proved it was Jason that did it.
He took a step towards Jason and he had to force himself not to flinch. Batman wouldn’t… not with his kids in the same room.
He ignored the rising panic in his stomach. Jason was safe.
He was safe.
Bruce wouldn’t beat him in the cave. Not in front of everyone. Not in front of Damian.
Jason would be able to walk out of the cave with his ability to walk. He was gonna be okay.
“Look, B. You can even ask them,” he pointed at the spot where Dick and the others were standing. “I told them that I was leaving Gotham for a while.”
Batman turned to where Jason was pointing. “Well?” he asked expectantly.
The cave was engulfed in eerie silence before Tim opened his mouth, faltering a little when he met Jason’s pleading gaze. “He’s not lying Bruce. He told me that he had a mission out of Gotham while we were hanging out a few weeks ago.”
Jason could feel his chest loosen up for a few seconds, thankful that Tim confirmed his statement.
He remembered the day that Tim was talking about. The bats were getting even clingier than usual. They weren’t even trying to hide the fact that they were following Jason anymore.
Tim asked Jason if he wanted to watch a movie and Jason agreed.
The bats were gonna be watching him anyways— they didn’t even try to hide the fact that they bugged him and all the known safehouses he has.
At this point, Jason didn’t know whether he should feel offended with how much they underestimated or relieved.
They already viewed him as dangerous and unpredictable. If they ever find out that Jason’s been holding back, even if it was just a little-
He won’t let them throw him back to Arkham. Jason would rather go back to the League of Assassins.
If Jason wasn’t watching Batman so closely, he would’ve missed the sliver of a nod the man-made.
Jason tried not to think of the fact that Bruce immediately accepted Tim’s answer without hesitation.
For the millionth time in this conversation, he wished that he was wearing his helmet. Instead, he forced his expression to remain calm. To remain bored as turned back to Bruce an eyebrow raised.
“Is that good enough proof for you, old man?” he couldn’t help but spit out, bitterness clear in his voice.
Batman remained unaffected, not even bothering to verbally answer Jason’s question. Instead, he just nodded.
Jason’s heart clenched, of course, he wouldn’t get an apology. Batman was too prideful for that.
“Truth.” Cassandra’s voice rang across the cave, breaking the heavy silence. “No… not lie.”
Batman nodded once again and Cassandra’s eyes met his. It took everything in him to stop a retort from coming out of his mouth.
Couldn’t she have said that a few minutes ago? Before Batman ripped him apart like he was nothing but flimsy paper.
Still, he guessed he should be thankful that she defended him. Even though it was too late.
After a few seconds of no one saying anything, Dick broke the awkwardness with an annoying smile on his face. “Now that that’s settled, why don’t we get that movie started?”
It was only because of all his training that Jason didn’t break down right there.
Of course this was just another thing that they’d sweep under the rug. Something that they would never want to speak off again.
Discussions of what movie they were supposed to watch erupted the room. It didn’t take long for an argument to break out between Damian and Tim.
Jason watched the scene for a few seconds before looking away.
They looked like a real family.
He turned away, these things happened frequently enough for Jason to know that he wasn’t welcomed.
He blocked out all the noise as he walked towards his helmet, eager to put it back on.
It was only a matter of luck that the universe hated him so much that he knocked something down, the thumping noise alerting everyone that he was about to leave.
Jason couldn’t help but feel relieved that he put on his helmet as soon as he got his hands on it.
At least he didn’t have to go to all the trouble to force his expression to remain impassive anymore.
Batman could use it against him.
Dick’s eyebrows furrowed, “Where are you going, Jay? I thought you were joining us tonight.”
“Yeah, well maybe I’m not in the mood to watch a stupid movie tonight.” Jason spits out.
Was Dick being serious right now? There were so many things wrong with that question.
One: Why would Jason want to spend more time with the people who thought he murdered someone and didn’t even bother to defend him.
And two-
No one invited Jason.
Before anyone could say anything else, Jason hopped on his motorcycle. He needed to get out of the cave.
He could feel their eyes on his back but no one bothered to stop him.
The last thing he heard was Cassandra’s voice assuring the bats. “Be back,” she said with enough confidence that one would think that she could command Jason to turn around with only her words. “He will be back.”
Jason held in the harsh remark that threatened to leave his lips.
Plus, it wasn’t like Cassandra was lying. He knew it— and hell, the rest of Bats probably knew it too.
Jason would come back. He always did.
It wasn’t like he had anywhere else to go.
But for now, he needed to get away. He thought that one week would be enough to calm the pit.
It wasn’t.
In fact, he feels like the interaction with the bats today just made it worst.
He’ll stay away from them for two weeks. That should be enough time for the pit to stop screaming at him.
But who would he stay with?
Jason had enough experience to know that the best way to calm the pit was to surround yourself with people you trust.
Kori and Roy were still in space.
And Talia was busy with the civil war against Ra’s.
Jason had no one else.
Except-
His phone grew heavier in his pocket and he remembered that an Avenger owed him a favor.
Clint said that Jason could text him whenever.
And the more he thought about it, the more Jason decided that he did trust the archer in some way.
Jason soon found himself staring at the side mirror of the vehicle and poisonous green eyes stared back.
He quickly averted his eyes.
Clint was his last choice. And Jason couldn’t risk being in the peak of a pit episode without anyone to keep him in his place.
He could do this.
It wasn’t like he had another choice.
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notes:
Balancing out school and volleyball was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Only one month has passed and I am swamped with work.
I don’t know how I feel about this chapter. It’s not my best work but I wanted to put something out for you guys!!
I hope that you liked it.
I’m gonna spend this weekend to try and get my life together so hopefully, that means that next week will be easier for me.
Especially since I still need to finish my permit course. (If you couldn’t tell, I’m kinda hating sophomore year of high school right now)
Like always, please leave a comment. i love reading them and they just motivate me so much! And they would help an extra ton these days.
And once again, if you have any fanfic requests, questions, or just suggestions for a specific fanfic i’m writing, just leave it in a comment down below or you can just message me here on tumblr.
Jason Todd x Avengers Crossover
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Ao3 // Wattpad
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Unexpected (part 3)
If he knew that he would be blamed for murdering someone the moment he got back to Gotham, then Jason would’ve waited another week or two before returning.
No matter what a lot of people said, Jason wasn’t stupid. He knows not to expect things that were unlikely to happen.
Jason couldn’t risk raising his hopes when it came to the bats.
He knew that he wasn’t gonna receive a warm welcome filled with hugs and cupcakes. Honestly, the most he expected was a nod of acknowledgment. And if he was lucky, then maybe- maybe he would’ve gotten a smile with the quiet whisper of a welcome back.
It made his heart twist in all the wrong ways to know that his family didn’t trust him as much as he thought. Jason genuinely believed that he and the bats were on good enough terms to earn him the benefit of the doubt.
He forced himself not to flinch as he met Batman’s harsh, distrustful gaze.
“I wasn’t even here when he was killed,” Jason tried to say as calmly as he could, knowing that if he loses his temper, everyone would use it against him. “I was following a case up in New York.”
He couldn’t go back to Arkham! Not again. Not with the Joker only a few cells away from him, taunting him with his laughter— his voice filled with cruel exhilaration as he continuously promised Jason that they would play together once again. How he would soon be reunited with his favorite playmate.
His favorite Robin.
He heard someone suck in a breath behind him.
Jason didn’t expect anyone to defend him. Not against Batman. But still-
He didn’t expect them to just stand and watch as Batman tore him into shreds once again. Batman threw accusation over accusation, yet he never once provided a single piece of evidence that proved it was Jason that did it.
He took a step towards Jason and he had to force himself not to flinch. Batman wouldn’t… not with his kids in the same room.
He ignored the rising panic in his stomach. Jason was safe.
He was safe.
Bruce wouldn’t beat him in the cave. Not in front of everyone. Not in front of Damian.
Jason would be able to walk out of the cave with his ability to walk. He was gonna be okay.
“Look, B. You can even ask them,” he pointed at the spot where Dick and the others were standing. “I told them that I was leaving Gotham for a while.”
Batman turned to where Jason was pointing. “Well?” he asked expectantly.
The cave was engulfed in eerie silence before Tim opened his mouth, faltering a little when he met Jason’s pleading gaze. “He’s not lying Bruce. He told me that he had a mission out of Gotham while we were hanging out a few weeks ago.”
Jason could feel his chest loosen up for a few seconds, thankful that Tim confirmed his statement.
He remembered the day that Tim was talking about. The bats were getting even clingier than usual. They weren’t even trying to hide the fact that they were following Jason anymore.
Tim asked Jason if he wanted to watch a movie and Jason agreed.
The bats were gonna be watching him anyways— they didn’t even try to hide the fact that they bugged him and all the known safehouses he has.
At this point, Jason didn’t know whether he should feel offended with how much they underestimated or relieved.
They already viewed him as dangerous and unpredictable. If they ever find out that Jason’s been holding back, even if it was just a little-
He won’t let them throw him back to Arkham. Jason would rather go back to the League of Assassins.
If Jason wasn’t watching Batman so closely, he would’ve missed the sliver of a nod the man-made.
Jason tried not to think of the fact that Bruce immediately accepted Tim’s answer without hesitation.
For the millionth time in this conversation, he wished that he was wearing his helmet. Instead, he forced his expression to remain calm. To remain bored as turned back to Bruce an eyebrow raised.
“Is that good enough proof for you, old man?” he couldn’t help but spit out, bitterness clear in his voice.
Batman remained unaffected, not even bothering to verbally answer Jason’s question. Instead, he just nodded.
Jason’s heart clenched, of course, he wouldn’t get an apology. Batman was too prideful for that.
“Truth.” Cassandra’s voice rang across the cave, breaking the heavy silence. “No… not lie.”
Batman nodded once again and Cassandra’s eyes met his. It took everything in him to stop a retort from coming out of his mouth.
Couldn’t she have said that a few minutes ago? Before Batman ripped him apart like he was nothing but flimsy paper.
Still, he guessed he should be thankful that she defended him. Even though it was too late.
After a few seconds of no one saying anything, Dick broke the awkwardness with an annoying smile on his face. “Now that that’s settled, why don’t we get that movie started?”
It was only because of all his training that Jason didn’t break down right there.
Of course this was just another thing that they’d sweep under the rug. Something that they would never want to speak off again.
Discussions of what movie they were supposed to watch erupted the room. It didn’t take long for an argument to break out between Damian and Tim.
Jason watched the scene for a few seconds before looking away.
They looked like a real family.
He turned away, these things happened frequently enough for Jason to know that he wasn’t welcomed.
He blocked out all the noise as he walked towards his helmet, eager to put it back on.
It was only a matter of luck that the universe hated him so much that he knocked something down, the thumping noise alerting everyone that he was about to leave.
Jason couldn’t help but feel relieved that he put on his helmet as soon as he got his hands on it.
At least he didn’t have to go to all the trouble to force his expression to remain impassive anymore.
Batman could use it against him.
Dick’s eyebrows furrowed, “Where are you going, Jay? I thought you were joining us tonight.”
“Yeah, well maybe I’m not in the mood to watch a stupid movie tonight.” Jason spits out.
Was Dick being serious right now? There were so many things wrong with that question.
One: Why would Jason want to spend more time with the people who thought he murdered someone and didn’t even bother to defend him.
And two-
No one invited Jason.
Before anyone could say anything else, Jason hopped on his motorcycle. He needed to get out of the cave.
He could feel their eyes on his back but no one bothered to stop him.
The last thing he heard was Cassandra’s voice assuring the bats. “Be back,” she said with enough confidence that one would think that she could command Jason to turn around with only her words. “He will be back.”
Jason held in the harsh remark that threatened to leave his lips.
Plus, it wasn’t like Cassandra was lying. He knew it— and hell, the rest of Bats probably knew it too.
Jason would come back. He always did.
It wasn’t like he had anywhere else to go.
But for now, he needed to get away. He thought that one week would be enough to calm the pit.
It wasn’t.
In fact, he feels like the interaction with the bats today just made it worst.
He’ll stay away from them for two weeks. That should be enough time for the pit to stop screaming at him.
But who would he stay with?
Jason had enough experience to know that the best way to calm the pit was to surround yourself with people you trust.
Kori and Roy were still in space.
And Talia was busy with the civil war against Ra’s.
Jason had no one else.
Except-
His phone grew heavier in his pocket and he remembered that an Avenger owed him a favor.
Clint said that Jason could text him whenever.
And the more he thought about it, the more Jason decided that he did trust the archer in some way.
Jason soon found himself staring at the side mirror of the vehicle and poisonous green eyes stared back.
He quickly averted his eyes.
Clint was his last choice. And Jason couldn’t risk being in the peak of a pit episode without anyone to keep him in his place.
He could do this.
It wasn’t like he had another choice.
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notes:
Balancing out school and volleyball was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Only one month has passed and I am swamped with work.
I don’t know how I feel about this chapter. It’s not my best work but I wanted to put something out for you guys!!
I hope that you liked it.
I’m gonna spend this weekend to try and get my life together so hopefully, that means that next week will be easier for me.
Especially since I still need to finish my permit course. (If you couldn’t tell, I’m kinda hating sophomore year of high school right now)
Like always, please leave a comment. i love reading them and they just motivate me so much! And they would help an extra ton these days.
And once again, if you have any fanfic requests, questions, or just suggestions for a specific fanfic i’m writing, just leave it in a comment down below or you can just message me here on tumblr.
Jason Todd x Avengers Crossover
Ao3 // Wattpad
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Unexpected (part 4)
He couldn’t believe that the praying thing actually worked. Clint didn’t know which godly deity thing he was praying to, but he was not complaining.
He had to play it cool, though. Clint couldn’t make it obvious that he stalked the man.
As far as he knows, no one other than Nat was aware of the interaction he had with Hood a week ago… Or the fact that they’re meeting up today.
Natasha was not going to believe this. She still couldn’t believe that she might finally get to meet the famed vigilante.
When he told her about the meet-up, she screamed so loud that Clint was surprised he wasn’t permanently deaf yet.
Out of habit, he brought up a hand to feel the devices in his ears, making sure the hearing aids that Tony made were still there.
“You okay?”
It took everything in Clint not to jump in surprise. Deaf or not, only a special group of people could sneak up to him.
Jason repeated his question, successfully snapping Clint out of his thoughts. He nodded, “Yeah. Guess I zoned out for a few seconds.”
The vigilante raised an eyebrow but didn’t reply. Their eyes met but it didn’t take long before Jason quickly lowered his.
That small act raised all sorts of alarms in the archer’s head. He wanted to comment on it. Wanted to ask the kid what was wrong. But-
But the two of them have just met. There was no way that Jason- the RED HOOD!- would trust Clint about that bothered him like this. Especially if it involved feelings.
Some day, maybe Jason will. But as of now, he won’t. Clint knows from experience.
“So, what did you need help with?” he asked.
Jason took a deep breath and Clint saw the vigilante slightly tremble. As if it hurt him to ask the archer for help.
Clint wanted to frown. He wanted to ask Jason what was wrong. And he needed to know if he was okay.
“I- I need-” Jason cut himself off and Clint didn’t know if he imagined it but he swore that something flickered in Jason’s eyes.
“Take your time, Jay.” Clint gently said. “I’m not in a rush.”
Jason nodded and the two of them let the silence immerse them. Let it fall like rain.
It wasn’t awkward. If anything, it was comfortable. He wondered if that was because Jason trusted Clint as well.
“It’s not a big favor,” Jason whispered and Clint could sense the underlying security in his tone. “And you don’t have to say yes.” he rushed out. “I just- I need a place to stay for a few days- maybe weeks?”
Clint didn’t know how to reply to that. He guessed he stayed silent for far too long because Jason’s face fell.
“I can pay you back.” the vigilante meekly offered. “A favor for a favor, y’know? I just- I just really need a place that isn’t in Gotham.”
The desperation in Jason’s voice brought Clint out of his thoughts. “No favor needed,” he tried to assure the teen. “The Avengers tower have plenty of space. It won’t be a problem at all.”
“Are you sure? I don’t wanna be a bother.”
If Clint had any doubts that Red Hood was young, then this whole conversation wiped it all away. Even when he’s not wearing his hearing aids, he’s sure that he would still be able to hear the insecurity that radiated off of Jason’s voice.
“You won’t be a bother.” Clint softly said, unaware that he slipped into his ‘comforting a victim’ voice. “I’m sure that the other Avengers would love to have you there.”
Jason scoffed as if Clint said something funny. “If you’re sure.”
Jason grinned, bright and dangerous and realistic. If Clint wasn’t here during the whole almost-butnotreally breakdown, then he would’ve believed that nothing was wrong.
That mask of his is good he couldn’t help but praise. It quickly turned to worry, though.
Clint met Jason’s eyes, the light making it seem like a deep blue. It was only because of the years of training he endured that he caught the hint of vulnerability in them.
“Of course, I’m sure.” he grinned back at the kid. “You wanna go now or later?”
Jason didn’t hesitate with his answer. “Now, please.”
Clint nodded and even though his head was begging him to ask more questions, all he did was walk towards his ride.
“Great, you can just follow me.” The archer turned towards Jason, “Think you can keep up?”
Jason smirked at the challenge, “Don’t worry, old man.” he responded, “Something tells me that I don’t even have to pull out the big wheels.”
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Clint guided Jason around the tower, showing him the spots that he believed the vigilante would be interested in. Clint really wants Jason to enjoy this place.
Going by Jason's reaction to the library, Clint thinks he will. A voice in his head whispered that he could bond with Tony and Bruce with their similar thirst for knowledge.
It's a bit funny. Out of all the rooms in the tower, he didn't think that the library would be Jason's favorite. Clint mentally shrugged, he should've known better than to assume.
“So Jason,” he teased, grin widening. “Whatever happened to not needing to pull out the big wheels against this old man right here?”
Jason rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms.
Was he pouting?
Jason’s eyes widened as he rushed to uncross his arms, forcing himself to lean against the nearest wall, “I was not pouting,” Jason stated. “And for your information, I only lost because you had home-field advantage. I had no idea where I was going.”
Clint smirked, “Sure you didn't.”
“I’m Red Hood. And the Red Hood does not pout.”
Before Clint could open his mouth to answer, he heard a cup shatter on the floor.
The two of them turned to face the intruder. Jason’s stance was defensive and Clint grabbed his bow from his back. An arrow ready to shoot.
Tony was in front of them, looking back and forth between Clint and Jason. He ignored the coffee on the ground which Clint could admit was very un-Tony like behavior.
The mechanic walked towards Jason, slowly raising his pointer finger as he poked the kid. Hard.
Jason scrunched his eyebrows, looking like a confused puppy.
Clint turned back to Tony, who was still looking at Jason in amazement… before it quickly turned to confusion.
“When did I adopt another vigilante?” Tony whispered to himself. “FRIDAY.” The man called out, “Who was the last person I adopted?”
“Peter Parker,” the AI easily answered.
Jason looked up in surprise, looking around as he tried to look for the voice.
Huh, Clint thought. He knew he forgot to mention something.
Tony opened his mouth but before he could speak, Steve walked in. “Have you guys seen To…” his voice trailed off as he spotted Jason.
Steve’s eyes flew to Tony and Clint right after and he sighed. “I thought that we talked about adopting more kids without consulting the team first.”
“I’m not-“ Jason tried to say, “No ones adopting-“
Steve sent Jason a smile that practically screamed you-poor-kid-you-have-no-idea-what-you-just-got-into, “The first step is always denial, kid. You can ask Pietro and Wanda that.” He grabbed Tony’s hand, “I’ll talk to you later. I have to put this genius to sleep first. Who knows when that last time he even laid down was.”
Clint watched as Steve led Tony away from the room. When he turned to face Jason, he saw the kid staring down at the cleaning bots.
“Tony made them,” he explained when Jason looked up at him in confusion. “With the amount of people living or even visiting the tower, he thought that having bots clean up our messes would be a lot more comfortable than having a random person do it.”
“Oh.” was all Jason said.
No one said anything for a while and Clint suspected that was because Jason was still processing his interaction with Steve and Tony. The kid was probably still confused.
He gave Jason a small nudge. “So,” he grinned. “Welcome to the Avengers Tower.”
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After around four months of no updates, guess who’s back.
I am so sorry for taking so long to write this chapter. I know that I replied to a lot of comments saying that I was releasing this chapter a lot sooner than I did but things came up.
I hope you guys like this chapter!! I feel like it could’ve been a lot better but I really wanted to update this fic. Especially since my life’s gonna start picking up once again. With finals around the corner and volleyball tournaments about to start soon, life’s gonna be super busy once more.
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Unexpected (part 4)
He couldn’t believe that the praying thing actually worked. Clint didn’t know which godly deity thing he was praying to, but he was not complaining.
He had to play it cool, though. Clint couldn’t make it obvious that he stalked the man.
As far as he knows, no one other than Nat was aware of the interaction he had with Hood a week ago… Or the fact that they’re meeting up today.
Natasha was not going to believe this. She still couldn’t believe that she might finally get to meet the famed vigilante.
When he told her about the meet-up, she screamed so loud that Clint was surprised he wasn’t permanently deaf yet.
Out of habit, he brought up a hand to feel the devices in his ears, making sure the hearing aids that Tony made were still there.
“You okay?”
It took everything in Clint not to jump in surprise. Deaf or not, only a special group of people could sneak up to him.
Jason repeated his question, successfully snapping Clint out of his thoughts. He nodded, “Yeah. Guess I zoned out for a few seconds.”
The vigilante raised an eyebrow but didn’t reply. Their eyes met but it didn’t take long before Jason quickly lowered his.
That small act raised all sorts of alarms in the archer’s head. He wanted to comment on it. Wanted to ask the kid what was wrong. But-
But the two of them have just met. There was no way that Jason- the RED HOOD!- would trust Clint about that bothered him like this. Especially if it involved feelings.
Some day, maybe Jason will. But as of now, he won’t. Clint knows from experience.
“So, what did you need help with?” he asked.
Jason took a deep breath and Clint saw the vigilante slightly tremble. As if it hurt him to ask the archer for help.
Clint wanted to frown. He wanted to ask Jason what was wrong. And he needed to know if he was okay.
“I- I need-” Jason cut himself off and Clint didn’t know if he imagined it but he swore that something flickered in Jason’s eyes.
“Take your time, Jay.” Clint gently said. “I’m not in a rush.”
Jason nodded and the two of them let the silence immerse them. Let it fall like rain.
It wasn’t awkward. If anything, it was comfortable. He wondered if that was because Jason trusted Clint as well.
“It’s not a big favor,” Jason whispered and Clint could sense the underlying security in his tone. “And you don’t have to say yes.” he rushed out. “I just- I need a place to stay for a few days- maybe weeks?”
Clint didn’t know how to reply to that. He guessed he stayed silent for far too long because Jason’s face fell.
“I can pay you back.” the vigilante meekly offered. “A favor for a favor, y’know? I just- I just really need a place that isn’t in Gotham.”
The desperation in Jason’s voice brought Clint out of his thoughts. “No favor needed,” he tried to assure the teen. “The Avengers tower have plenty of space. It won’t be a problem at all.”
“Are you sure? I don’t wanna be a bother.”
If Clint had any doubts that Red Hood was young, then this whole conversation wiped it all away. Even when he’s not wearing his hearing aids, he’s sure that he would still be able to hear the insecurity that radiated off of Jason’s voice.
“You won’t be a bother.” Clint softly said, unaware that he slipped into his ‘comforting a victim’ voice. “I’m sure that the other Avengers would love to have you there.”
Jason scoffed as if Clint said something funny. “If you’re sure.”
Jason grinned, bright and dangerous and realistic. If Clint wasn’t here during the whole almost-butnotreally breakdown, then he would’ve believed that nothing was wrong.
That mask of his is good he couldn’t help but praise. It quickly turned to worry, though.
Clint met Jason’s eyes, the light making it seem like a deep blue. It was only because of the years of training he endured that he caught the hint of vulnerability in them.
“Of course, I’m sure.” he grinned back at the kid. “You wanna go now or later?”
Jason didn’t hesitate with his answer. “Now, please.”
Clint nodded and even though his head was begging him to ask more questions, all he did was walk towards his ride.
“Great, you can just follow me.” The archer turned towards Jason, “Think you can keep up?”
Jason smirked at the challenge, “Don’t worry, old man.” he responded, “Something tells me that I don’t even have to pull out the big wheels.”
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Clint guided Jason around the tower, showing him the spots that he believed the vigilante would be interested in. Clint really wants Jason to enjoy this place.
Going by Jason's reaction to the library, Clint thinks he will. A voice in his head whispered that he could bond with Tony and Bruce with their similar thirst for knowledge.
It's a bit funny. Out of all the rooms in the tower, he didn't think that the library would be Jason's favorite. Clint mentally shrugged, he should've known better than to assume.
“So Jason,” he teased, grin widening. “Whatever happened to not needing to pull out the big wheels against this old man right here?”
Jason rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms.
Was he pouting?
Jason’s eyes widened as he rushed to uncross his arms, forcing himself to lean against the nearest wall, “I was not pouting,” Jason stated. “And for your information, I only lost because you had home-field advantage. I had no idea where I was going.”
Clint smirked, “Sure you didn't.”
“I’m Red Hood. And the Red Hood does not pout.”
Before Clint could open his mouth to answer, he heard a cup shatter on the floor.
The two of them turned to face the intruder. Jason’s stance was defensive and Clint grabbed his bow from his back. An arrow ready to shoot.
Tony was in front of them, looking back and forth between Clint and Jason. He ignored the coffee on the ground which Clint could admit was very un-Tony like behavior.
The mechanic walked towards Jason, slowly raising his pointer finger as he poked the kid. Hard.
Jason scrunched his eyebrows, looking like a confused puppy.
Clint turned back to Tony, who was still looking at Jason in amazement… before it quickly turned to confusion.
“When did I adopt another vigilante?” Tony whispered to himself. “FRIDAY.” The man called out, “Who was the last person I adopted?”
“Peter Parker,” the AI easily answered.
Jason looked up in surprise, looking around as he tried to look for the voice.
Huh, Clint thought. He knew he forgot to mention something.
Tony opened his mouth but before he could speak, Steve walked in. “Have you guys seen To…” his voice trailed off as he spotted Jason.
Steve’s eyes flew to Tony and Clint right after and he sighed. “I thought that we talked about adopting more kids without consulting the team first.”
“I’m not-“ Jason tried to say, “No ones adopting-“
Steve sent Jason a smile that practically screamed you-poor-kid-you-have-no-idea-what-you-just-got-into, “The first step is always denial, kid. You can ask Pietro and Wanda that.” He grabbed Tony’s hand, “I’ll talk to you later. I have to put this genius to sleep first. Who knows when that last time he even laid down was.”
Clint watched as Steve led Tony away from the room. When he turned to face Jason, he saw the kid staring down at the cleaning bots.
“Tony made them,” he explained when Jason looked up at him in confusion. “With the amount of people living or even visiting the tower, he thought that having bots clean up our messes would be a lot more comfortable than having a random person do it.”
“Oh.” was all Jason said.
No one said anything for a while and Clint suspected that was because Jason was still processing his interaction with Steve and Tony. The kid was probably still confused.
He gave Jason a small nudge. “So,” he grinned. “Welcome to the Avengers Tower.”
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After around four months of no updates, guess who’s back.
I am so sorry for taking so long to write this chapter. I know that I replied to a lot of comments saying that I was releasing this chapter a lot sooner than I did but things came up.
I hope you guys like this chapter!! I feel like it could’ve been a lot better but I really wanted to update this fic. Especially since my life’s gonna start picking up once again. With finals around the corner and volleyball tournaments about to start soon, life’s gonna be super busy once more.
Like always, please leave a comment. I love reading them and I try to reply to every single one of them. It also helps that they motivate me so much! Let me know your thoughts, reactions, or anything!
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I'm starting to think DC is an evil djinn and Jason is the one making wishes because wth DC?
Jason, watching the bomb count down in the warehouse in Ethiopia: I wish I could see Bruce again...
DC: Sure thing buddy!
Jason, the Red Hood, trying to tone down the murder so he can keep his deal with Batman: Man, these severe anger issues sure make it hard to tone down the violence, kinda wish I could get rid of them.
DC: All you had to do was ask!
Seriously though my boy deserves so much more someone get him therapy (not in Arkham!!!!) this is getting out of hand
"Jason keeps making comments about his death and it's whiny" this "Jason is always talking about his death" that... Jason is always thinking about his death. Because that's what trauma is, being trapped in the moment, reliving it again and again and again. Children with PTSD/CPTSD sometimes do this thing where they play games when they recreate their trauma, and the explanatory hypothesis is that they're trying to fix it in a way. Adults with PTSD/CPTSD tend to find themselves at risk in similar situations. Being trapped in a time loop of the worst moments of your life and trying to stop something that's already happened, begging to be saved even if it's too late, lashing out to defend yourself after the fight is over. And I know the confrontation in UTRH is complex and about a lot of things, especially about Jason and Batman and Bruce, but also I can't help thinking, this reads a lot like trauma reenactment. And Bruce's response... Let's just assume it didn't really help.
So, yeah. Jason talks about his death a lot. Jason is still in that warehouse, in that coffin, still being tortured and dying and buried alive. Jason is still calling for help.