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    “Good patrol?” Jason asks an eon later.

    Dick nods. “Uneventful.” A word that is synonymous with safe in their line of work. “My red slushy was kind of nasty.” Jason snorts and Dick can’t help but grin himself. There’s an air of ridiculousness when they skirt around the topic of Dick’s appetite. “Had something to wash it down with later in the night.”

    Nodding along, Jason finally comes to the last of his tasks, with only the pot still cooking away on the stove. He takes a moment to be still before replying. “Cherry isn’t my preferred slushy either.” Ironic to Dick, when Jason smells of cherries himself. “Too artificial, ” He continues. “Fresh ones you can bite into are always better.” He says it with a wry grin, and there, Dick is inclined to agree.

    He tilts his head, “You know,” He starts, although he’s never mentioned it to Jason before. “You smell like black cherries to me. Tart ones.” His tongue runs along the inside of his teeth as they itch with that familiar curiosity. Never ache, never thirst. Just itch.

    Vamprism isn’t a choice Dick got to make, but Jason and Damian prove to Dick there’s value in being among the undead and resurrected.

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    07 Jun 2026

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    Now, worst case scenario: What’s so bad you call Jason?

    Easy. You call him when you need someone beaten, killed, or otherwise met with incredible violence. You call him when you’re running away for a week because Bruce is being a dickhole. You call him when you want to eat food by someone who can cook Gothamite comfort, and to yell really really loud.

    When she spoke again, it was with a whisper, strained as if it were creaking its way out of her body, wasting away all the air in her lungs and splintering on the last word in her mouth.

    Don’t tell Bruce.

    You call Jason when you need to hide a body.

     

    This fic contains graphic depictions of violence/gore, mentions of sexual assault (NOT to Steph or Jason), and POV dissociation. Proceed with care.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    Statement of Daniel “Danny” J. Fenton regarding a near-death experience. Date: May 30th, 2017. Melanie King recording.

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    02 Jun 2026

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    Then, one morning, when Martin wakes up feeling, uh, tender, in the chest area, with mysterious dots of wetness on the front of his sleep shirt, right on top of his nipples, he finally relents. He grabs his phone and starts doing some serious googling.

    And then he wants to scream, because there is, in fact, a word for what he is currently experiencing. And it’s a word he really dislikes, because it makes him feel like the worst sort of type O stereotype, melodramatic and histrionic and manipulative. And apparently there's nothing to do but wait it out, because, while there are suppressants for heat, and abortions for actual pregnancy, there is no medical treatment for a hysterical pregnancy.

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    01 Jun 2026

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    It started out simply - tired of existing as an alpha, Dick sought out Slade and asked to be bitched.

    His pack make things complicated. So do his own feelings, and Slade.

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    17 May 2026