i don't care about anyone's opinions on sladick or jayslade but the idea of sladick breaking up and Jason "brothers ex stealer" Todd bagging slade is hilarious
Like I dont even ship jayslade, i much prefer doublered/jayroy BUT au where sladick broke up a few years ago? hoo boy
this was born of me going "what if daemons but also soulmate au"
which. if you, or anyone reading this, isn't familiar with daemons, they're a concept from Phillip Pullman's His Dark Materials trilogy series?), which. i have not actually read (yet). they're a physical manifestation of the soul; tied to their person and present from birth. as children, their form is constantly shifting between animals until eventually when they're older, they settle on one.
however, i used animal spirit rather than daemon because the main thing i've taken is "animal representation of the soul" and i'm not really using the rest. the spirit doesn't appear until the person is much older in this AU (when exactly? i'm unsure since i'm still working out all of the details though) and is the manifestation of the soulmate's soul rather than their own.
the very very loose plot i have is that jason's soulmate spirit comes to him and he is initially quite unenthused about the whole thing. the spirit is a one-eyed white wolf, so there's not much mystery about who it could be at least, and it doesn't take long for word to spread and get back to slade (through billy ofc) and for slade in turn to then show up in gotham. (his animal spirit is a magpie, if you're curious! i can't resist the bird theme~)
a snippet:
Jason is twenty-one when the white wolf comes to him.
Hot, humid air blows over his face, followed by a stench that has him wrinkling his nose. He pushes Ace’s face away from his automatically—
Only to freeze, his hand still buried in short, scratchy muzzle fur.
His eyes snap open. All he sees is snout, until the canine before him snorts once and steps back, sitting on its haunches a foot or so away from his bed, allowing Jason to push up on his elbow and get his first proper look at it.
It’s large even for a wolf—and it is a wolf, not a dog—with snow-white fur and a single ice-blue eye.
They stare at each other, unblinking.
Then, finally—
“No,” Jason says, and rolls over, pulling the blanket up over his ear.
Behind him, the wolf snorts. He hears the click of claws on hardwood as it shifts, and then quiet.
Jason lasts ten minutes before he throws the blanket off and sits up. The wolf raises its head from where it had laid it on crossed fore-legs. Waiting.
Figures.
Slade Wilson—for who else could a one-eyed white wolf represent but Deathstroke the fucking Terminator—can be a patient motherfucker when he wants to be.
“You got a name?” he demands, swinging his legs over the side of the mattress. He stifles a hiss at the cold hitting his skin.
“Clara,” it—she—says.
Huh. “Clara,” Jason repeats. “Well. Here’s hoping you’re easier to get along with than your counterpart.”
Clara laughs—he thinks. She huffs, anyway; a sound he chooses to read amusement into. It seems confirmed by the humor in her voice when she says, “Either way, you’re stuck with me now, pup.”
Just going to breadcrumb a snippet from the upcoming chapter update to my JaySlade fic...
"Jason, the aforementioned six-foot-tall wall of muscle. Jason, the vigilante turned rouge who only needed 2 hours to put 8 heads in a duffle. Jason, who once clawed his way out of his own grave and has the autopsy scar to prove it. Jason, who stole the tires off the fucking Batmobile, that Jason is crawling into Slade’s lap on a ratty couch in Gotham City wearing nothing but a lacy red thong and asking for a spanking.
Slade has to wonder what good deed he must have performed in a past life to deserve this because he knows he can’t possibly have done enough good in this one to amass even an iota of the karma necessary to be the one Jason fucking Todd calls Daddy."
I see you’ve also gotten sladejay-pilled recently. Bro words cannot explain the way this ship has deranged me for the past few months. Of all ships to get me this one got me so bad
heheheh that's just how it goes, you're walking along one day and then suddenly a ship grips u by the throat and won't let go! idk how deranged I'll be about it, it's possible this will be a casual interest, too soon to assess the damages yet, but I will say it's a very different flavor of ship than my usual and it's very refreshing!
Here are some of the broad concepts that I find compelling:
First is the psychological impact upon one Dick Grayson. He has an extremely fraught, complicated, violent-yet-sometimes-allied relationship with both of these characters. I'm not sure how yet, but I'm convinced learning about them being romantically involved would deal 12d6 psychic damage to him and I want to see it happen
Second is that Slade has several kids, bad relationships with all of them, and most or all of them are older than Jason. This could result in an amazingly awkward and fucked up step-father situation that absolutely no one wants. Except for me. I want it. I want to see Rose introduce them as "My step-father Jason (neutral but on thin ice) and his husband Slade (derogatory)."
Third is that somehow, against all odds, they end up being super good for each other. Slade's track record with relationships is... Very Bad as far as I understand it. Jason's track record with relationships is basically nonexistant but also no part of this man is well adjusted about anything. Every character that knows of them could reasonably expect their relationship to be some kind of toxic nightmare tar pit. But what if it wasn't?
Horrible, terrible, no good power couple who make each other deeply happy and mentally healthier.
Thanks for welcoming me aboard decks Captain Anon :3 Now I'm off to write more fanfiction!