#it's complicated.

[theblueboyscout]

What do you really think about Lex?

Stop fishing for compliments Luthor.

[tryrantula]

Just finish the job.

[imthejinxonyou]

Soo @edmundpevensiesqueen I hope this one is a little better than the last one x3

This was originally meant for day 7 of “Jason Todd Week Summer 2025,” with the prompt “Identity Reveal | Amnesia | FREE PROMPT.” A strange mix that ended up getting longer when I decided it would be a triad, lol.

At the same time, it split apart, came undone, and started demanding more context for a single situation. Just one... and after that I had too many POVs, flashbacks, and honestly, God help me, I no longer knew how to organize that mess.

While looking for a fragment to use for this, I realized how big the disaster actually was. I wanted them to meet first, so that later it would hurt more. I didn’t finish either version. I also didn’t know what to share from all of it, so here goes the only nicer fragment in all this drama.

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“What are you doing?”

Jason staggered back, startled by the voice. A man stood there, dressed in black and red, a large bat emblazoned across his chest. The lower half of his face was hidden by a mask, the cowl fitted tightly over his eyes.

A strange outfit for a bat.

Jason frowned, muscles tightening, ready to spring. “Getting away from this prison. Can’t you see?”

The stranger moved through the tree branches with flawless agility, every shift fluid and precise, as if he had trained those movements his entire life. And Jason knew that couldn’t be true. That man hadn’t been there before, and Jason hadn’t been gone that long.

The masked man’s gaze tracked him as Jason dropped and rolled across the ground in an instinctive, practiced motion.

The man whistled, clapping slowly. “Nice move, kid.”

He extended his staff, fired a line toward the base of the tree, and descended with an irritating grace.

Jason clicked his tongue. “Show-off.”

The man let out a light laugh, tossing his hair back.

Wasn’t it too long? It looked like it needed a cut.

“I’m Crimson. And you must be Jason.” He leaned on the staff, tilting toward him with open amusement, a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Shouldn’t you be resting in your room?”

Jason rolled his eyes. “A death curse isn’t going to stop me.”

The reaction was subtle, but Jason caught it: a shiver ran through Crimson, hard to hide.

Jason scoffed, a crooked smile pulling at his mouth. “What’s wrong? Afraid of death?” He dragged his gaze over him, slow and dismissive. “You look healthy. Congrats. Now get out of my way.”

He turned, ready to bolt, when a Super dropped from the sky and landed a few meters away. The ground trembled beneath his boots.

He lifted a hand in a quick greeting as he stepped forward.

“Hi! I need to speak with Bruce right now.” His eyes moved from Jason to Crimson and back again, his expression tightening. “It’s urgent.”

An arm slipped around Jason’s shoulders, stopping him, and Crimson pulled him in with an easy smile.

“Of course, Superboy. We’ll take you to the big man.”

Jason blinked, trying to wrench free, but it was useless. He clenched his jaw, feeling an electric tingle crawl across his clothes. The bastard had him locked in some kind of electromagnetic field.

Now he was being dragged against his will by a bat he didn’t know and a Superboy who had nothing “boy” about him.

Did Superman have a copyright on the name, and that was why this guy couldn’t use it? Because he looked exactly like him… and the age matched too.

So why the hell was he still using the title “boy”?

Being free didn’t make it any less ridiculous if the one carrying it looked like a fully grown adult.

Jason looked away, ignoring the restrained laughter at his side. He couldn’t blame him. Damn it.

That perfect hair, the solid jaw, the controlled presence… it was tempting. And Jason wasn’t blind.

It would have been less embarrassing if the heat of Crimson’s arm hadn’t seeped through his clothes, pressing against his skin like a constant reminder of how close he was. Too close. Too comfortable. Too intimate.

He’d already survived adolescence—or whatever version of it he’d gotten—split between death, mental blackouts, and the Lazarus Pit. He could handle being surrounded by two attractive men without losing his mind.

And when the time came, he could also punch Bruce in the face. Just to bleed off some of the emotions tearing him apart from the inside.

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There’s a lot of context that isn’t explained. Jason lost his memory, regressing to when he was 21/22 years old, I think, while Tim and Kon are around 28/29. It’s too much, and everything is very badly fragmented, but at least this fragment is fun 💖

[eggmanmeanbean]

Happy MAR 10 Day to my ex's adversary. I met him at the Olympics a few times.

Don't ask about B*wser.

[eldritchx]

Me: eh miketosis is okay I guess. It's fun but I don't really get the hype. It's pretty boring to me

Also me: toxic cat yaoi? goated???

But jokes aside. In this au, Bramblesong or Michael, is much more involved with the characters. He's more antagonistic and manipulative. He constantly tries to isolate Nightfang and convince him to cut Brightshell from his life so she can return to him (brother of the year!)

Nightfang wants nothing to do with him. He doesn't fall for his manipulation but it does kinda get him thinking. Unlike in the films, he doesn't know much about him other than he's Brightshell's brother. He doesn't trust him at all, but at the same time he's the only cat willing to talk about Brightshell ... which he's a little drawn to.

In the end, when his plan comes to light, Bramblesong just decides to try and kill him. It doesn't work but it really just proves he'll do anything to get his family back, even if it hurts Brightshell.

Bramblesong sees Nightfang as an obstacle and tool. He doesn't care about him or anything. It's pure manipulation. Nightfang feels completely indifferent to him, he just wants to hear what he has to say. They do not respect or value each other in the slightest.

[luna-almighty-god]

I'm still working on a design I'd like for Wheel, and I've yet to confirm the size of my persona compared to him, but I just love them so much together 🙏

[m00nj3w3l]

Can I say that Rin's route was the best so far and! even! that it's everything Keisuke's one wanted to be or would that get me sniped