just some fics! enjoy! :D
We’re not in crime alley anymore by Chimaera-Hero
When Bruce returned to the car that night, it was a nine-year-old holding the tire iron, not a young teen. Somehow, Jason Todd at nine was even more precocious than Jason Todd at 12. Bruce has his work cut out for him.
something to mend by butterflysky
When someone sits across from Jason, he hardly notices he’s so absorbed in the pages before him. But he notices when a hand reaches for the sugar next to him, and then he looks up, and he’s so shocked he can’t think of a single thing to say.
“Jason,” Bruce says evenly. Jason just stares.
(Or: Bruce and Jason attempt to mend their relationship in the immediate aftermath of Under the Red Hood, one meeting at a time.)
Jason Todd is not your Big Brother by starknjarvis
Jason isn't part of the Wayne family. No one told his siblings that.
Grave Danger by starknjarvis
Jason wakes up in a coffin. His comms are down, and he's surrounded by dark and silence.
...The comms are not down for Batman. He can hear every scream.
Homecoming by Ionaperidot
Your son’s grave. It’s been disturbed.”
In which people actually notice when Jason breaks out of his grave, and Bruce finds him before Talia does.
Reclaiming Innocence by MurtaghMonzanson (WIP)
Jason Todd was kidnapped at nine-years-old and given two options. Work for his keep, or be forced to to work for his keep.
His life was not pleasant, but Jason was nothing if not a fighter, and dammit if was he going to let the hell around him kill who he was as a person. Or his dreams of growing up and going to college.
Those dreams suddenly came a little more into focus, when his idiot of a pimp accidentally tried to rent him to Bruce Wayne. Poor bastard could have never guessed he was the Batman himself. Heck, not even Jason figured that out, at first. And Batman had practically adopted him.
Bird by Bird by laceymcbain
Bullets, knives, a three story fall, even a fucking crowbar hadn't managed to keep Jason down permanently, but Dick Grayson (and the rest of his "family") was going to kill him with kindness.
From the Alley by bluebein
Jason Todd stumbles upon something bizarre when looting for scraps one night, thus changing the course of several lives.
life if well lived by CaptainOzone
Jason wakes up from a time-travel mishap to find Thomas and Martha Wayne hovering over him.
Just another day in the life, right?
...Not quite.
The Most Important Thing by Ionaperidot
"He pulls off his stupid helmet, and then the domino mask beneath it.
Which is when Dick loses his grip on the support beams and falls, just barely escaping a broken ankle, and his dead baby brother points a gun at his head."
Jason is alive, and the only thing that matters is bringing him home.
Hide The Bullet by WorkingChemistry
Jason’s lost his teammates, shot the Penguin, and lost his family. He’s got nothing left. He didn’t ask to be brought back; he was happier when he was dead. There’s only one way to fix everything.
Tim and Dick disagree.
Not All Kidnappings Are Bad by Cdelphiki
While out on patrol one night, Bruce encounters a kidnapping attempt. A pretty routine night, unfortunately.
When the victim in question happens to be a 9-year-old Jason Todd, however, Bruce finds himself getting a little too attached to a child he just met. Was it okay to kidnap a child right off the street and keep him?
If He Had Come by bronwe_iris
Jason Todd has been a prisoner of the Joker for nine months. Then, against all odds and all hope, Batman rescues Jason and brings him back to Wayne Manor to recover. But has Batman come too late to save what is left of Jason? (AU of the Arkham Knight video game)
Question: Why didnt they just cut off Dumbledore’s arm when cursed with the withering curse? Is there an actual in-world explanation or was it just for the plot and the drama of Dumbledore asking Snape to kill him?
i put “All I Want for Christmas is You” through a MIDI converter, and then back through an mp3 converter
the result is this garbage
dont.....dont call me out like this!!!!!!
it’s so important for your health and well-being to get overly attached to a fictional man who is both deeply amoral and unbelievably, pathetically sad
just had the sudden image of draco malfoy in black lipstick and eyeliner pop into my head while reading a fic with like 7 goth characters, it lives in my brain now and i can get rid of it, its too damn attractive
You know when you're checking out a new fandom and you stumble across a writer/artist you loved in a previous fandom and it feels like running into a childhood friend at a bar
Not platonic not romantic not queer platonic secret 4th thing (extream codependency)
Many, many years ago (it was Hallowe'en 1989, for the curious, the year before Good Omens was published) Terry Pratchett and I were sharing a room at the World Fantasy Convention in Seattle, to keep the costs down, because we were both young authors, and taking ourselves to America and conventions were expensive. It was a wonderful convention. I remember a huge Seattle second-hand bookstore in which I found a dozen or so green-bound Storisende Edition James Branch Cabell books, each signed so neatly by the author that the bookshop people assured me that the signatures were printed, and really ten dollars a book was the correct price.
I could afford books. Good Omens had just been sold to UK publishers and then to US publishers for more money than Terry or I had ever received for anything. (Terry had been incredibly worried about this, certain that receiving a healthy advance would mean the end of his career. When his career didn’t end, Terry suggested to his agent that perhaps he ought to be getting that kind of advance for every book from now on, and his life changed, and he stopped having to share a hotel room to save money. But I digress.) Advance reading copies of Good Omens had not yet gone out, but a few editors had read it (ones who had bid for it but failed to buy it) and they all seemed very excited about it, and thrilled for us.
On the Saturday evening Terry left the bar quite early and headed off to bed. I stayed up talking to people and having a marvelous time, hung in there until the small hours of the morning when they closed the hotel bar and all the people went away, and then headed up to the hotel room room.
I opened the door as quietly as I could and tiptoed in the dark across the room to where my bed was located.
I’d just reached the bed when, from the far side of the room, a voice said, “What time of the night do you call this then? Your mother and I have been worried sick about you.”
Terry was wide awake. Jet lag had taken its toll.
And I was wide awake too. So we lay in our respective beds and having nothing else to do, we plotted the sequel to Good Omens. It was a good one, too. We fully intended to write it, whenever we next had three or four months free. Only I went to live in America and Terry stayed in the UK, and after Good Omens was published Sandman became SANDMAN and Discworld became DISCWORLD™ and there wasn’t ever a good time.
But we never forgot it.
It’s been thirty-one years since Good Omens was published, which means it’s thirty-two years since Terry Pratchett and I lay in our respective beds in a Seattle hotel room at a World Fantasy Convention, and plotted the sequel. (I got to use bits of the sequel in the TV series version of Good Omens – that’s where our angels came from.)
[Terry and I, in Cardiff in 2010, on the night we decided that Good Omens should become a television series.]
Terry was clear on what he wanted from Good Omens on the telly. He wanted the story told, and if that worked, he wanted the rest of the story told.
So in September 2017 I sat down in St James’ Park, beside the director, Douglas Mackinnon, on a chair with my name on it, as Showrunner of Good Omens. The chair slowly and elegantly lowered itself to the ground underneath me and fell apart, and I thought, that’s not really a good omen. Fortunately, under Douglas’s leadership, that chair was the only thing that collapsed.
So, once Good Omens the TV series had been released by Amazon and the BBC, to global acclaim, many awards and joy, Rob Wilkins (Terry’s representative on Earth) and I had the conversation with the BBC and Amazon about doing some more. And they got very excited. We talked to Michael Sheen and David Tennant about doing some more. They also got very excited. We told them a little about the plot. They got even more excited.
[Rob Wilkins and David Tennant on the second day of shooting.]
I’d been a fan of John Finnemore’s for years, and had had the joy of working with him on a radio show called With Great Pleasure, where I picked passages I loved, had amazing readers read them aloud and talked about them.
(Here’s a clip from that show of me talking about working with Terry Pratchett, and reading a poem by Terry: https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p06x3syv. Here’s the whole show from YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7OsS_JWbzQ with John Finnemore’s bits too.)
I asked John if he’d be willing to work with me on writing the next round of Good Omens, and was overjoyed when he said yes. We have some surprise guest collaborators too. And Douglas Mackinnon is returning to oversee the whole thing with me.
So that’s the plan. We’ve been keeping it secret for a long time (mostly because otherwise my mail and Twitter feeds would have turned into gushing torrents of What Can You Tell Us About It? long ago) but we are now at the point where sets are being built in Scotland (which is where we’re shooting, and more about filming things in Scotland soon), and we can’t really keep it secret any longer.
There are so many questions people have asked about what happened next (and also, what happened before) to our favourite Angel and Demon. Here are, perhaps, some of the answers you’ve been hoping for.
As Good Omens continues, we will be back in Soho, and all through time and space, solving a mystery which starts with one of the angels wandering through a Soho street market with no memory of who they might be, on their way to Aziraphale’s bookshop.
(Although our story actually begins about five minutes before anyone had got around to saying “Let there be Light”.)
currently watching shameless and i'd probably get "take your pills bitch" on a pill bottle with mickey's gun over it and the killing bat under it.
or id get a symbol for every gallagher member + mickey, mandy & sheila down my calf, i love them so much 😭
If you had to get a tattoo from the last show you watched, what would it be?
Hey guys!
So my family just bought property in Arizona, it's in the middle of nowhere, dozens of miles from people. And while I grew up in the forest and knew the typical customs (dont step in fairy rings, avert your gaze from the glowing eyes in the woods, thank the trees) I have no idea of desert customs when it comes to ghosts and fae and the supernatural. I've never really visited the desert, so any advice would be nice!
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