I’ve seen multiple illustrations now of Deathstroke in this scarf, and it got me thinking. Did it used to belong to Wintergreen before passing down to Wilson? Did it become a comfort item for him? After he snapped, cut everyone off, and went feral, do you think he wore it until the scent of his packmate was completely gone?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: DCU (Comics)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Roy Harper/Jason Todd/Slade Wilson, Roy Harper/Slade Wilson, Roy Harper/Jason Todd, Jason Todd/Slade Wilson
Characters: Roy Harper, Slade Wilson, Jason Todd
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Roy Harper, Alpha Slade Wilson, Omega Jason Todd, Dom/sub Undertones, Subspace, roy and slade's alpha pheromones basically heighten jason's omega subby-ness, Domestic Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Hand Feeding, Caretaking, Sub Jason Todd, Established Relationship, POV Roy Harper, POV Jason Todd, POV Slade Wilson, POV Alternating, hints at dom roy/sub slade
Summary:
Roy comes home to his partners, and the entire place is filled with comforting pheromones and safety. Roy and Slade take care of Jason amidst his slip into said pheromone-induced subspace.
My mind just giving me an Apocalyptic, Omegaverse, SladeJay AU (not quite YJ futer)
Ra's was working with some aliens to "kill of the weak and make the strong stronger"
It was supposed to work so some/most people got powers and those that didn't died (or would die off soon)
In reality some people got strong power, some got weak powers, some got none, and some of each group (especially the strong ones) went mad and started killing people for no reason (and slowly started dying).
And some of the strong that didn't go mad pretend to be or just took the chance to be assholes/villians
He made sure it didn't effect Lazarus Users (him)
Talia got infected (because she hadn't used the Lazarus pit in a long time (refused to))
Ra's killed her
The Omegaverse work pretty much like usual
Omegas have heats
Alphas have ruts
It helps peoples' mental states to scent each other/have packs
Ect
Jason decided to speed up the process for the ones who went mad and were dying (both so they wouldn't live with that pain and so the number that got killed by them went down)
Bats and many other heroes didn't like this and he left.
(Heroes mainly tried to lock them up like they do criminals (with multiple exceptions))
(Doing that really drained the heroes though. Knowing they were locking people up that they couldn't heal and were dying)
Jason eventually got picked up by Slade and joined his pack.
Of course it turns into love (and Rose (and Joey) picking on them)
They all mainly live on a big island when they aren't doing what they usually do when they are on the main lands.
Some different animals were picked up for long lasting food and other things (like lambs, cows, pigs,ect)
They also have some plants.
Later Slade let's Jason start letting some people live on the other side of the island.
(It takes some convincing (otherwise Jason would have to find another island, spend a lot of his time not on the main land there instead of on their island))
(Discussions on Slade's title. Mayor, President, Dictator, King, ect (and Jason's title (he rolls his eyes at))
People on the island take on many jobs and trade. The only way anyone would go without things they need would be by their own choice or if there wasn't enough of a thing (which if people take note of things doesn't happen often)
There's also a sparing ring and other things people can do for fun (like knitting, drawing, baking, and pretty much any other hobby they can get the things for)
Jason ends up talking with a lot of the people and gets good at it. (Making rules everyone/most people like, Breaking up fights, Convincing young Alphas it's ok to do other hobbies besides fighting/training (and telling anyone who says otherwise to fuck off)
(Joey likes doing the activities and teaching other Alphas (and any other Dynamic) how to do them.
Then there's Damian (age probably somewhere between 13 and 20 something)
Jason and Damian meet on one of the main lands.
Damian ran away from "home" after a fight with Bruce.
(He killed one of the mad ones in defense of Dick (he recently saw one of them hurt Tim or one of his friends))
They have a talk and Damian kinda ends up living on the island
I also think Jade and Lian (as a baby) live on the island.
Sladick
Omegaverse AU
Mafia AU
dubcon
(no capes but the rogue gallery still exists)
draft bc fuck i'm not proofreading this
Summary: Alleged Mafia Boss Slade Wilson complies with coming in to answer some questions regarding Bruce Wayne's missing son, Jason Todd. Detective Dick Grayson has tried every lead he had that didn't involve the eyepatched alpha. Years of them playing cat and mouse, he for some reason feels disappointed if Slade had anything to do with it. Then the power goes out, locking them in the interrogation room alone, and making Dick miss his next dose of suppressants.
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Detective Dick Grayson wasn't surprised when he got a call back from whatever burner Mr. Slade Wilson was using to inform him he would comply with coming in to answer questions. Out of everyone in the precinct, Slade seemed to ease up the most around him, probably why Gordan assigned him any case involving the man. Dick sat at his desk, going over his notes and evidence to find any other possible lead. The only one so far was that Slade was within the vicinity of the place Jason was last seen. It would make it easier if it was Slade. All he would have to do is plead with the alpha to let his brother go and there was an 80% chance he might, just for him. Over the years of chasing each other across state lines and forced to work together on a few occasions, Dick was pretty sure they held a mutual respect for each other. A ball of disappointment has been growing since Slade became a suspect.
"Detective Grayson your visitor's in interrogation room 4," Gordan says while walking past, throwing a file on Dick's partner's desk, "make it quick we only got 12 more hours of possibly finding the kid alive."
Dick hides his flinch. Gordan knows Jason is his little brother, but in order to take the case he promised he would treat it like any other, no matter how much he wanted to scream at his commanding officer for insinuating his little brother could be dead.
"Right on it Captain," he says, getting up and heading to the row of interrogation rooms. It's been a few months since the new doors were installed. Courtesy of Wayne Tech, new doors that swish open like something off of Star Trek.
Walking through, the sight he came to was Slade leaning one of the metal chairs onto it's two back legs and a heel up on the table. Typical alphaspreading, making his musk fill the room, dominating it. Dick rolls his shoulders, trying to release the itchy warmth in his belly that took hold upon taking a whiff of the alpha.
"I appreciate you taking time out of your busy schedule to answer some questions," Dick says in lieu of saying 'thank you'. Slade has always reacted nicer when it seems like Dick owed him a favor than cashing one in.
"Anything for you little bird," Dick has to stop the shiver than wants to take hold each time Slade calls him that. Ever since Slade learned he was a trapeze artist in his youth, The Robin, he's used that nickname instead of Grayson anymore.
"A-are you able to tell me why you were on Park Row two nights ago?" Dick asks, sitting across from the alpha. Slade lets his foot fall back to the ground and leans his elbows on the table.
"I was taking out some trash," he smirks and Dick remembers the body found in the abandoned theater. A human trafficker dismembered with their knot burnt off. It's not his case though, so he's not going to mention it to the detective in charge. But it tells Dick enough that Slade didn't do it and that ball of disappointment is gone from his gut.
"Did you happen to see-" Is as far as Dick gets out of his next question when there's an explosion that rocks the building and the lights turn off.
"That wasn't me, I told my guys I'm here willingly," Slade's voice rings in the darkness.
"One second I'll find out whats going on," Dick knows this place like the back of his hand, he's able to find the door without much hassle. It's the getting it open that's the problem.
"Fuck someone cut the backup power for the doors," Dick curses, giggling the knob a few times and gives up. He sits back down after feeling for the metal in the dark.
"You don't have snacks in here, do you?"
Dick glares at where the smartass voice should be coming from and growls, "no," before taking a breath, "but we can continue the questions-"
"I don't know I feel like this is under duress now," he can hear the fucking smirk.
"Without the backup power the cameras won't be working. Whatever you say now we can't use against you, not even if you admitted to murder two nights ago."
"Alright I'll bite," Slade says, a slight screech and a whiff of alpha musk telling Dick that he's leaning in his chair again.
"Did you see anyone coming from Madison Street with a possible pup in tow around ten pm? Black hair, blue eyes, red hoodie."
"No I didn't, but I did see a black van drive by around then," Slade cooperates, a shift of clothing signalling that he shrugged "but didn't seem important to me so I didn't catch the licenses plate. But shouldn't there be CCTV that tells you that?"
"Park Row cameras haven't worked in a few weeks."
Slade hums, "so someone used that to kidnap Wayne's pup huh?"
"I don'-"
"I have ears everywhere, probably found out the kid was taken before the police did. I can assure, it wasn't me or my men. But, I can help," he offers.
"And why would you?"
"Just means you owe me another favor," the smirk is heard loud and clear.
“I can’t do anymore favors Slade, my partner is getting suspicious as it is,” Dick sighs. He didn’t peg himself as the kind of cop that does this, this deal making with known killers, but it gets worse people behind bars and that’s what matters to him. But with all the brass breathing down his neck, he can’t use Slade’s services no matter how much he wants to.
“Then sorry kid, that’s all I got for ya,” he says with an air of finality.
Dick sighs as he leans back in his chair. So much for his only lead. They both leave the darkness to silence.
Dick doesn’t know how long they’ve been in there but when he starts feeling a little uncomfortable in his skin, and needs to constantly move around in his chair, he guesses maybe an hour or so. Typically how long he can stay trapped in boredom. It’s when he starts feeling heat pool in his belly and wetness build up in his lap does he realize it’s past six pm. He missed his suppressor dose.
He squeezes his legs shut, hoping to god he’s abused suppressants enough that he got the side affect that neutralizes the scent of his slick. It’s been years since his last heat, surely he has to of had that one right?
“Little bird?”
“Y-Yeah?” Dick grounds out, trying to ignore the cramp that wrecked through him upon hearing the alpha’s voice.
“Little bird is that you that I’m smelling?”
So much for that hope.
“Slade, I need you to stop talking.”
“Hey I’m not the one who-”
“Shut up!” Dick hisses but then moans as another wave of warmth spreads. Every word Slade speaks seems to cause it, along with slick dripping in his pants.
Dick flinches back as a voice is right in his ear, but fingers in his hair stop him short, “am I affecting you little bird?”
“Sl-Slade stop-” Dick gasps as he feels a hand slide onto his thigh. His legs part involuntarily.
“Is this why you denied me at the cabin?” Slade asks, before he starts mouthing at Dick’s neck. The cabin, Dick remembers it vividly. They were trapped in a cabin for a few days by the snow. Dick thankfully had his suppressors on him the time. He and Slade almost…but Dick stopped it before it went further than some sloppy kissing.
“Slade,” Dick sounded breathless to himself, “st-stop, pl-please don’t tease m-” he moaned as the hand on his thigh suddenly moved to rub him through his pants, somehow finding the fold through them, and swiping over the little bump of nerves at the top.
“Always knew you were hiding something from me,” Slade says, undoing Dick’s belt one handed, “I just thought it was the hots for me,” Dick feels more than hears the zipper of his pants being undone, “I’ve seen the way you look at me. No, now I know it’s because you’ve been waiting for the right alpha to help you feel comfortable in your omega body isn’t it?” His hand slipped into the waist band of Dick’s…lace panties. It stops to rub the fabric between his fingers, “and looks like I was right.”
“Slade I-I can’t—”
“The cameras are down,” the hand slipped down, “and with this darkness if anyone was in the other room,” a finger slipped inside, pulling on the taunt muscle, “they wouldn’t be able to see a thing. If you don’t get a knot in ya soon,” a second finger joined the first. Dick gasped, clutching Slade’s wrist, trying to pull him away, “you’re gonna stink up the whole precinct. Can’t find your brother while in jail for fraud can ya?”
“How—” Dick was cut off by a moan caused by Slade slowly pumping his hand.
“I know everything about you,” his other hand let go of Dick’s hair to dip below his collar, brushing his scent glad, “At least I thought I did. Did Daddy’s money hide this too?”
Dick jumped slightly in the chair as Slade’s fingers brushed that spot inside him that made his toes curl inside his police regulation shoes.
Dick took some deep breaths, doing his best to ignore the continuous pumping fingers. He need to think straight. Slade was right, he can’t walk out of here smelling like this. The only thing that would calm down his heat scent long enough until the next pulse would be an alpha’s knot to satiate it.
“O-Okay do it,” Dick says.
“And what is it you want me to do little bird?” Slade asks, putting slight pressure on Dick’s gland.
Dick drops his head on top of where Slade’s is at his neck, “knot me,” he yields. The next thing Dick knows is he’s face down, chest to the table and his pants pulled down to his thighs, all while the fingers inside him haven’t left or stopped.
The cold metal is a relief that he can feel through his clothes. At least until Slade starts fucking him earnestly with another finger added.
“God you’re so tight but so wet what the fuck?” Slade says, spreading the detective’s legs apart with his own. He smiles at the whine he receives as the omega tries desperately to close his legs. All he does is make more slick gush out of himself.
“You’re to tight to fuck little bird,” he says, stroking the side of Dick’s thigh, “that’s a side effect not many doctors tell omegas about suppressors. Apparently thinks their alpha partners would enjoy the ‘return to virgincy’.”
Dick jumps at feeling another finger be added, “of course,” Slade continues, “I think it’s just as barbaric as the ‘alpha stitch’. I mean who would want to spend all that time forming something to their liking only to have to start over?”
“Sla-ade,” Dick whines, his nerves pulsing as another wave of slick drips over the fingers that have spend up, “kn-knot, please.”
“Sorry little bird, you aren’t ready yet. Anything but my fingers right now you’d bleed out all over the floor. Gotta loosen you up before you can take all of me sweetheart.”
Dick whined before hiding his face in his elbows. The heat inside kept growing and growing. He squeezed his eyes shut as they started to water and he tried to calm the quivering of his legs.
“Jeez kid you’re acting like it’s your first time,” Slade teases and gets a pitched whine in response, “oh it is isn’t it little bird?”
When he doesn’t get an answer back he stills his hand, smirking at the way the omega clenches around them and pathetically tries to jump himself onto them.
“I need you to tell me little bird. Am I your first?”
“Yes,” he says, breathless before being spin around to where his back is on the table.
“You should have started out with that,” Slade whispers above him, his breath on Dick’s lips before it disappears. Dick doesn’t know where he went. The only thing that tells him Slade is still in the room with him is the fingers in his cunt that stop their relentlessness and started to be slow and deep. But those too are soon removed.
Dick whines at the loss of warmth, the loss of the proof that he isn’t alone. He can feel himself flexing around air, wanting something inside him again.
He doesn’t have to wait long, when something small but wet enters him. It moves in strange directions and isn’t ridged like Slade’s fingers were.
Dick cautiously reaches with his hand and feels hair and a scalp. Slade head is between his legs, but he doesn’t understand what’s inside him until he feels hands on each underside of his thighs, pulling them further apart.
“W-Why are y-you—” a moan is ripped out of him as the tongue starts constantly punching that ball of nerves over and over again. Slade hums as Dick’s hand tightens in his hair, causing Dick’s body to pulse again.
Alphas typically don’t degrade themselves to putting their mouths on an omega like this. It’s considered unhygienic, and only something an omega does for their alpha. To be on your knees and put your mouth down there, it’s practically submitting. Why would Slade—
Dick’s thoughts white out and his entire body convulses, his bottom lip pinched between his teeth. He doesn’t know how long before he comes back to the moment but he feels Slade’s breath on his face again, and while his hand is still in his hair, it’s not holding onto the strands like they’re a lifeline anymore.
“What I would give to see your face as you let go, I bet it was beautiful,” Slade whispers, “to see the face of an omega during their first orgasm, it’s truly a sight to behold.”
There’s a hand on the side of Dick’s face, a thumb that’s rubbing his check and pulls his lip from between his teeth, “don’t silence yourself . Let me hear you. God I bet you’re a glorious sight,” Slade started, as he slowly pushed in his cock, “how I wish to see how you would look on your first knot.”
Dick tried to use his elbows to pull himself away from the intrusion that started poking in him but was stopped by the hands on his hips, “no no sweetheart. You need this remember?”
Dick whines as more is pushed in, shaking his head, “n-no. No I c-can’t. Feels…too bi-i-ig,” he cries.
“I know baby, I know, but you can do it,” Slade praises, but Dick whines again.
“I can’t,” Dick pleads, “please Slade, stop, I can’t.”
“Yes you can,” Slade’s forehead touches Dick’s, “do you know how I know?”
Dick shakes his head before whining again.
“Because you’re my omega, and my omega can always take me.”
Dick feels it the moment Slade is fully inside. It’s so filling, but a bit bulky, sorta dull throb of pain. It’s when Slade goes to pull back out that has him moaning in pain.
“Please wait,” Dick pleads, “just…just a second, please Slade?” He doesn’t get an answer but Slade has stopped working his way out. He feels a thumb rub circles on his hip.
“Okay little bird,” Slade agrees, before leaning down and stealing a kiss from the omega. The omega hummed into it as Slade rotated his hips in circular motion. He’s not pulling out, but it still pulls in places, making Dick flinch slightly and whine. He whines again when his small omega cock is grasped in a palm. A thumb works its way between his lips, putting pressure on his teeth and tongue, forcing his mouth open. Dick had hear his own heaving breathing like an echo in the darkness.
“Don’t be quiet,” Slade instructs before pumping his hand. Moans fill the room, and it takes a bit for Dick to realize it’s him making them. He’s never heard himself before, after all he always tried to stay silent, not wanting to be heard at the manor.
Slade’s hand starts pumping faster, and suddenly can feel his body squeezing around the alpha, and it makes the intrusion feel so much bigger. And then it starts moving, and Dick can’t hold back the scream that travels from somewhere inside him.
All he can feel is the alpha surrounding him, the metal at his back, and the cock that’s slowly inflating and its overwhelming. He tries to push at the firm fabric in front of him, and tries to whine that it’s too much, but with the thumb in his mouth it comes out garbled.
The palm on his cock does leave, and feels it hold a hip. The thumb disappears too, and he feels the wetness on it make a trail to his other hip. He feels the bruising grip before his butt is lifted off the table.
He can’t hold back the second screamed moan as the cock in him starts slamming into his faster, somehow always finding the spot that makes him tremble.
“Alpha,” Dick cries, pleading, “alpha.”
“Tell me what you need my omega,” his alpha asks while not slowing down, “what does my omega need?”
“Alpha,” Dick pleads again, trying to pull his alpha to him by grabbing the fabric on his chest, “alpha!”
Finally his alpha gives him what he wants, smashing his lips on Dick’s. Dick moves his fingers from where they were twisted in his alpha’s shirt to twist in his alpha’s hair instead.
Dick whines when he feels the catching of his alpha’s knot, and wraps his legs around him, pulling him closer, he wants his alpha closer.
“Easy little bird, I’m not going anywhere,” his alpha chuckles softly before nibbling at the edge of his bonding gland.
Dick feels his back start to left from the table, his breath become shorter. He…he doesn’t understand what’s happening. He’s scrambling at his alpha’s chest, but his alpha pins his wrists above his head.
“It’s okay, just feel it little bird.”
Dick’s body feels warm all over, he can feel his heartbeat pulse around his alpha’s growing knot when suddenly everything goes away, like a dull ache.
“—utiful. Absolutely beautiful,” Slade’s voice slowly comes into Dick’s consciousness. He hums in question but turns into a moan when he tries to look at where the voice is. There was a knot inside him, and Dick realizes what happened.
“Don’t worry, typically goes down quickly, as long as you don’t squeeze my knot too much,” Slade chuckles, “of course that’s if you can resist wanting more.”
Dick huffs at Slade’s ego, “we only did this so I wouldn’t lose my job. Don’t let it go to your head.”
“Whatever you need to tell yourself little bird, we both know the truth.”
—
It’s ten hours later when Jason is dropped off at the precinct, a little worse for wear, not his first kidnapping, but sure was the longest. He watched the black van that dropped him off speed away. He looks around but doesn’t see anyone outside so heads to the front doors.
“—ason? Jason!” He turns and sees his older brother sprint to him from his desk in the back. First thing he notices is the dark lines under Dick’s eyes. One thing he hates most about being adopted is he has an older brother to worry about him. It’s weird to have someone worry over him after years of being ignored by his birth parents.
Dick picks him up and hugs him, and Jason returns it, trying to ignore the tears welling. Yeah, absolutely the worst having someone worry over him, to care if he made it home.
Something brings Jason out from his thoughts, a smell coming from his brother. It smells, similar. Smells…smells like the masked man that just dropped him off.
Dick pulls him away to start looking him over, “what happened? Who took you? How’d you get here? What—”
“An alpha saved me,” Jason says, “he was wearing orange and black armor,” he says, batting at Dick’s hands. He looks around the room and even though it seems everyone is ignoring them, he leans forward closely.
“He…he said to tell you, that you owe him two favors now?”
Dick stills, “wha-”
“Said he wants to cash in the first one tonight at the Iceberg Lounge?”
Sladick Prompt Omegaverse au
Time of Gods AU Virgin Sacrafice
(idk court of owls names lol)
Dick Grayson being the first omega born in a kingdom. It's a few weeks from his first mature heat when Bruce is over thrown by the Owl Court. They start undoing everything Bruce has done for his children. They've kicked Jason back to the streets, handed Tim to Ra's. But first thing they do is sacrifice Dick to the Alpha God, the First Alpha of mother earth.
The alter high up on the mountain hasn't been used in years. The Waynes had stopped the godly notion a few generations ago. The Owls state that is has been foretold of a new breed would be created, a breed to bow and serve alpha kind the way other alphas and betas can't. A breed that will want nothing but to pleasure their alpha and bare children. The head Owl was convinced that was Dick. Bruce tried his hardest but it has spread that Dick had experienced heats, something this foretold breed would have.
The First Omega belongs to the First Alpha.
They bring him into the stone building, old air across his body and the cold stone under his bare feet is a sharp contrast to the heat that blooms inside. They didn't leave him any clothes so there was no barrier to protect him. Looking up, he gazed upon a stone plateau with chains forged into it.
That’s when he started to fight back, trying his hardest to pull out of their grips. He thought they would simply leave him here and he could find a way out. But there was only one of him and a dozen of them. He shivered and his back was laid unto the slab and his limbs locked into think rusted chains.
He pleads as they leave him there, to have mercy, a heart.
Other than cracks that show moonlight, it’s dark and it feels suffocating. After a while Dick thinks he might be able to fall asleep when a voice rings out.
