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Jason's on the trail of a killer who's targeting kids in Crime Alley for an unknown magical ritual. Between that and his family who insists on butting in, he's got his work cut out for him. But, as they say, nothing is as it seems.
Magic doesn’t come to Gotham.
Which is simplifying it. Because, well, magic isn’t allowed in Gotham, first off. But also, it really doesn’t want to come to Gotham. Of all the things the Bat tries to keep out, magic is the easiest because magic wants to stay as far away from the city as possible. Zatanna called it a “cesspit of untamed ambient magic,” which was being nice even with calling it a cesspit. The last time some asked Constantine about Gotham he just laughed, lit his cigarette, and walked away.
NOW with ART in the endnotes!!!
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Bookmarked by Loue_028
03 Jul 2026
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“Were there others?” He nods again. She inhales sharply, mouth pressed into a thin, trembling line like she’s trying not to scream. “You’ll find them? Make them pay for what they did to my little girl – for taking her from me?”
Jason cracks, right down the middle. “Of course,” he says hoarsely, and tries not to think, think – (“Just him. And doing it, because…because he took me away from you.”)
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a blade because a blade is whole by nichromefire
Fandoms: Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Red Robin (Comics)
27 Mar 2025
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“If I know one thing about you, Tim, it’s that you’re a chronic do-gooder. If I know two things about you, it’s that you’re a chronic do-gooder and that you’re smart enough to couch said chronic do-gooding in a fair exchange to make sure everybody’s happy and no debts are left to fester. Jay gets to lick their wounds in your apartment, mooching zucchini bread ingredients and snapping the spines of every book on your shelf and setting ouija boards on fire. What do you get?”
“Zucchini bread, mostly.”
(Or: Jason is given trust. Jason uses that trust as a blade.)
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- Part 3 of ghost house
Bookmarked by Loue_028
30 Jun 2026
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«¿Sabes? Una vez oí que lo opuesto a la adicción no es la sobriedad, sino la conexión humana».
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I'll be the catcher in the rye by ManonBlackbeak
Fandom Batman - All Media Types, Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010), DCU, DCU (Comics)
28 May 2026
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Bookmarked by Loue_028
30 Jun 2026
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Se parece tanto al chico que perdió y, sin embargo, es tan diferente. Tiene un mechón blanco en la cabeza que antes no tenía. Su mandíbula es fuerte, sus pómulos marcados, pero no como los de Dick. No son afilados por naturaleza. No, son así por la vida que ha vivido, por el hambre, la adrenalina, el miedo y el entrenamiento brutal. A los ojos de Bruce, nadie es un hombre a los 19 años, pero esta persona frente a él sí lo es; lo parece, odia como tal.
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Jason Todd dies in Ethiopia. Well. Kind of.
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Bookmarked by Loue_028
26 Jun 2026
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“I—I didn’t even try—I had—gods, Jay, you were only fifteen—I didn’t even—Alfred was planning your birthday party—Bruce was going to get you a car—and you just—you—”
“Stop it,” Jason sobs, slapping his hands over his ears because he doesn’t want to hear this, he doesn’t want this, he doesn’t—“Stop it, Dick, stop.”
“You were fifteen,” Dick breathes out, “You were my little brother.” He says it like the words are poison, like they’re killing him from the inside.
Jason is dead. And he still hasn’t stopped suffering.
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It's just another Crime Alley thing. You grow up poor, so you hate the rich. You grow up in Gotham, and you either kind of hate Bruce Wayne, or you love him with your whole heart, scandals and all. You grow up in the poorest, most crime-ridden part of Gotham, and you hate that son of a bitch to the Sun and back three–hundred and forty–eight times for feigning tragedy.
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How Jason tried, and inevitably failed, to adjust to his new socio-economic status.
Bookmarked by Loue_028
13 Jun 2026
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Por primera vez, ve su muerte y la vida que le espera después como una oportunidad. A pesar de todo, respirar le resulta más fácil que en mucho tiempo.