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    a series of sladejay fics set roughly in the silliest continuity possible that i laid out in this post.

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    unfortunately, the majority of my personal journey with trauma recovery was recorded through dream smp fanfiction, and we all just have to live with that.

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    i have seven days until the collection closes and i plan to go completely insane within them.

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    here is a list of things.

     

    Emotions you don’t understand upon viewing a sunset.

     

    Lost pets, found. Lost pets, unfound. A secret lost pet city on the moon.

     

    Trees that see. Restaurants that hear. A void that thinks.

     

    A face half seen just before falling asleep. Trembling hands reaching for desperately needed items.

     

    Sandwiches.

     

    Silence when there should be noise. Noise when there should be silence. Nothing when you want something. Something when you thought there was nothing.

     

    Clear plastic binder sheets. Scented dryer sheets. Rain coming down in sheets.

     

    Night. Rest. Sleep. End.

     

    or, the one where philza minecraft, a burnt-out architect looking for a fresh start, moves into a haunted house and ends up with a family — and the man who’s hunting them.

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    When Thomas visits his boyfriend's homophobic family for thanksgiving, Deceit takes control of his body to keep them all in the closet.

    (A story about accepting yourself and your feelings. POV alternating so all canon sides get development. Oneshot that grew a plot.)

    There’s a moment of silence as everyone processes the fact that Thomas is in the mindscape with them.

    And then, from outside, they all hear Thomas’s voice say,

    “Sandra and Helga are best friends, so Will and I met through them at a movie night. These mashed potatoes are delicious, by the way, Mrs. Roberts.”

    “Oh, thank you, dear.”

    “The potatoes are disgusting,” whispers Thomas, horrified.

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    26 Nov 2020

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    Jason goes to the Manor on Halloween to hang out with Alfred while everyone else is out. In costume.

    The problem is, Bruce isn't out. Bruce is home.

    Jason ends up not hating that as much as he thought he would. Also, Bruce wears a costume to make his son happy.

    It works.

    2018 Batfam Content War, Day 1: Festive

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    21 Jan 2026

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    “How bad are you banged up, anyway?” Jason asked, taking the twin chair on the other side of the table. He pulled a Snickers out of the Frankenstein head and tore the wrapper.

    “Not bad,” Bruce said, pressing one hand to his side.

    “I’m thinking about going to Nashville this winter, maybe recording an album,” Jason said, around a mouthful of chocolate and sugar. Bruce’s focus narrowed in that calculating way, like he was sifting the words to make sure he’d understood.

    “Hnn,” he said.

    Jason took another bite of the Snickers and stretched his legs out across the rug. “Oh, I just thought we were telling each other lies.”

    The shifts in Bruce’s expression were so quick Jason nearly missed them— they were there in flickers, like trying to piece together a crime scene by strobe light. There was irritation, and amusement, and resignation, and then finally his lips were a flat line and he exhaled through his nose.

    “Some broken ribs,” he said. “Collapsed a lung. Bruising and lacerations. It’s not the worst I’ve had.”

    “Did you lose a fight with a car?” Jason asked.

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    Bruce is trying to deal with an old injury alone, and alone is exactly the opposite of how Dick Grayson is willing to let him handle it.

    But Bruce can't really complain because it's nice to see his son again and not fight for once.

    (In which Bruce isn't a terrible dad and Dick is an excellent son.)

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    21 Jan 2026

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    i love you bruce dick brotherisms.

    “What did you do to that shoulder, anyway?” Dick asked, rubbing himself dry with another towel. “Before, during, or after my time?”

    “‘After my time,’” Bruce echoed. “Don’t say shit that makes me feel old.”

    “You know what I meant,” Dick retorted.

    “I don’t remember,” Bruce lied.

    He remembered. He remembered bleeding all over the interior of the Batmobile, forcing himself to stay conscious and not pass out while driving; the sensation like acid inside and the conviction that he could feel the bullet against the joint and everything around it a pain so intense it was almost like he didn’t know where his arm began or ended. Wide-eyed young Dick in his bright Robin suit sitting next to him, asking if he should maybe drive.

    “Oh,” Dick said, sizing him up and throwing the towel into a hamper in the corner. “That time. With Penguin?”

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    There is an unspoken rule at Wayne Manor concerning nightmares and it's there to make everyone feel better. No slash, much fluff, some mild memory angst.

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    10 Apr 2024

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    AUGH.

    1/26 reread: yeah this fucks

    When Jason had...when Jason was gone, the absence of his post-nightmare visits had been like another gaping wound across gaping wounds, and when he had returned there was a period where Bruce harbored lingering doubts about his identity until one morning in the midst of their conflict and upheaval, he had startled awake with a body pressed along his left arm and the smell of cigarette smoke in the room.

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    Then a warm, calloused hand was pulling it back, holding his hair out of the way, and another rubbed his back. It was so unexpected that when he finally managed to quit puking, he just sagged forward and cried.

    The same hands hooked under his arms and dragged him back, left him propped against the wall.

    “That’s not good, Little Bird,” Jason said, appraising the contents of the bowl before flushing it. “How long you been sick? You injured?”

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    20 Jan 2026