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Jason knows that Dick can take care of himself—he’s Nightwing, for crying out loud, the first Robin—but his alpha inside him twists nervously, pacing restlessly in his chest, like something bad will happen if he’s not there to stop it.
Huh. Being an alpha is weird.
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A series of snapshots of Omega Dick dealing with his overprotective Alpha little brothers while in heat, starting in the Jaybin era and collecting more sibilings along the way. -
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"Just imagine Jason recording Batman angrily yelling "Nightwing!" then setting it as the sound of Dick's phone alarm so in the next morning when it goes off he flips the fuck out"
Saw the prompt on Pinterest. Wrote this in one sitting.
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The Bats have been hit by a magic spell that changes their behaviour to be cat-like (and gives them cat ears and tails too.) Except... they're acting the same as usual?
Did the spell not work or did the Bats always act like cats?
(spoiler alert, it's the latter.)
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Mama Red & The Ducks of Park Row by Eccentric_Grace
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman: Under the Red Hood (2010), Batman (Comics)
01 Mar 2024
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Word traveled fast in Crime Alley.
It became yet another Alley-kid code word. If someone said they were telling Mama, that meant Jason Todd would get an earful while he planned out his next drug bust. If someone said Mama’s paying for dinner, it meant a free meal to any kid who showed up to the diner that day.
(or: "a toddler who was being saved by the red hood called him "mama" once and now crime alley kids will refer to him as mama all. the. time.")
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- Part 1 of batfam integration 2 electric boogaloo
- Part 1 of Mama Hood & The Ducks of Park Row
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A Warm Nest, Hugs, and Food. That's all we really need. by that1emowitch
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types
18 May 2025
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Dick always told Jason he was like one big huggable teddy bear.
Jason didn’t know much about the teddy bear part, considering he shot out kneecaps on the daily, but he knew he was big. 6’3”, built like a goddamn fridge, all muscle and skill—he could probably crush skulls if he tried. He couldn’t figure out why Dick would see all this and think cuddly.
But Jason didn’t entirely mind. He only pretended to, because how could a Bat ever just say what they feel?
But he liked it. Liked how he could somehow make his siblings feel safe. Even if each and every one of them knew the sheer violence he was capable of, they always came right to his doorstep when they needed comfort. Even Cass—deadliest of them all, silent as the grave—had a way of curling into him like he was made of something soft.
So today, when his little birds started dropping into his kitchen one by one, all in need of warm food and hugs, he didn't turn them away. He could never.
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- Part 22 of that1emowitch's Batfam Fics