Fandom: Batman
Gen: Jason Tood & Alfred Pennyworth
Summary: The freshly cut flowers from the garden were placed into a vase was all Jason needed to know that few things could only do so much to brighten the world, let alone the occupants of Wayne Manor. But Alfred at least had been trying his best.
Square Fill: Poison
A/N: @batfambingo2019
Word Count: 636
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Obviously, Jason had to wonder if spring would ever truly thaw the coldness that the manor held; a few years from living inside it, made all the walls soak up any sunlight that dared to penetrate it. But none of their attempts could shed off any of the redments of the coldness that stayed consistent for the occupants living inside it.
It had been a detail that he noticed. No matter how hard Alfred did something to push back it, the manor's ghost were stronger. Resting peacefully, like graveyards were known for. The Wayne Manor was in many ways a trip where memories loved to haunt any person that came inside. Bruce had been a man that lived in the past just as much as he did in the future. Always walking with a tempo that shadows used in templates that took Jason a few weeks into training to mimic when he first started out as Robin.
He had been cautious about it. Humming when he could while designing himself into a corner where he could watch it all unfold. Funny how living in the streets of Gotham had been kind in that regard when he wanted to know how becoming a ward of Bruce and then taking the mantle of Robin did to a person. Grayson had been the first experiment. While Jason? He became a tradition for the future.
Back then, he had not known of the repercussions of his actions nor of Grayson’s.
All he knew was that Alfred did his best to cheer up the manor. He cleaned it, polished it and filled it with cheerful colors like the flowers from the gardens when Bruce allowed it. Not that it had cured anyone about the dreary atmosphere the manor had. Gotham wasn’t known for that kind of happy vibes for long, there would always be something cracked, a foundation would crumple like when a mirror shattered.
The pieces would scatter onto the floor and the reflection would just showcase how nothing had been okay in the first place as glass has always been a fragile material. The sharp edges too would cut any flesh or other material that it would touch. And Jason could understand that. Could sympathize with how the world worked to some extent. However, that did not mean that he would remain passive with the notion. He hadn’t been raised to live like that.
Alfred had been a smart guy to realize that when he stalked the hallways and sometimes used his afternoons after training to spend time with him. He would help too when Alfred would pass him a duster or a rag. The manor’s walls would be suffocating but, when he had company...when Jason knew that Alfred was there he could catch his breath.
When he accepted his fate as Robin and the second ward of Bruce Wayne, Jason had to some extent known that the path he chose wouldn’t ever give him easy choices.
And when the poison finally touched his limbs, and when he could sense them working against him, he recalled the flowers Alfred would cut from the garden. Simple roses, freesias, solidagos and any other that had been freely growing in multiples. It had been a strange occurrence, of being enthralled with a garden he never actively wandered into but had appreciated anyways when his thoughts darken. As if, those flowers had tried to lag the extension of what the manor did to a person.
(Of what it did when their names were attached to the tragedy of Bruce Wanye and Batman.)
He would always be grateful though, that they had Alfred there. Because he didn’t know if they could have survived at all without his wit, sensibilities and heart. After all, the Wanye manor had been dreary enough without his influence.
"Hospital Stay" - Jason in the hospital and the other Batfam members come to visit him and he's surprised because he didn't think they would
It’s been a month; here it is, finally! (Thank you for your patience, Anon!)
With some platonic handholding, because that’s how I tick. And shenanigans. (The green jell-o cup that Cass is munching from is totally stolen from Jason while he was busy not looking.)
Two down, ... 23 to go
Send me a request for one of the remaining squares?
Same as with the last one, been waiting for April 1st to roll around to be allowed to share, then fell into a hole. Have tissues ready for this one.
539. those mistakes only I could make (Young Justice: JayDick, 9.1k, M)
Tags: canon character death, grief/mourning, memories, crying, epistolary, secret crush, Robin Jay
Summary: Dick finds Jason's journal after his death. It changes quite a bit of how he'd viewed their friendship.
"Show me how you do that," he'd demanded the second they were out of earshot, trying so hard to suppress the eagerness and excitement quivering in every line of his body because it didn't mesh so well with the bad boy image he'd been curating on the streets.
"Give me one good reason, Little Wing," he'd teased and booped Jason's nose, not at all fazed by the airs he was putting up.
Fills “Superpowers” at @jaydick-flashfic and “Death Fic” at @batfambingo2019. This is so tooth-rottingly cute, I can’t even.
Colored another old sketch! I like the idea of the kids making meals for Alfred here and there, possibly on special occasions, since it’s probably hard to convince him to let it happen!
Some doodle prompts, courtesy of my friend Berba! ^^ Prompto and Noctis meeting her AU mer-versions of Tim and Dick (from her lovely batfam story, Gifts from the Sea! ) for fun~ Promto gets to show off his pictures, and Noct...doesn’t get the fish, lol.
Also covers a Batfam Bingo prompt: Day at the beach! :’D
Long time no bingo entry! Here’s one for the theme: “Jon Kent”! So remember that odd bit where Damian had some super powers after his resurrection? Berba suggested Jon teaching him how to fly during that time, and I’ve been wanting to draw it since. I really like the turnout!!
And hey I got a bingo finishing this! YAY! Still working on the whole card though :P (Card under the cut)
I’ve almost finished all my Name prompts thankfully...yellow means sketched, blue means I have a pretty solid idea!
From that one Brooklyn 99 Episode, the one with the mole I think. I feel like I could put most of the fam in Bruce’s place but I still wanted this. Also, fills my free space for batfam bingo coz why not??
