FIC: Take the Heat Out of Me [3/6]
I thought I was done with this fic. I was wrong. chyldea asked for more of it for her birthday, and I somehow ended up with a 40k drabble. Here’s 9500ish words of the continuing adventures of Lost Days!Jason and Officer Grayson.
Oh my god. Oh my GODDDD. Miss Kitty. I. You. Thank you. So SO much! I can’t even— I love you, you are a goddess and I worship you *dissolves into incoherent sounds*
Where to begin?? As you did with the previous 2 parts, you put all my emotions through the ringer with this one. I was bawling before Bruce even got through the door. Alfred is his usual perfect self, knowing just what to do and what to say. Dick is anxious and falling all over himself and wanting everything to just BE OKAY BE OKAY RIGHT NOW WHY CAN’T THINGS BE OKAY. And then BAM! THE REUNION THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN and I am reduced to a gibbering mess.
Then reality kicks back in to bite them on the butt and Jason plays housewife and he’s ADORABLE and omg be still my heart, a man who knows how to wield an iron! And solving crimes on daytime television to escape his murky thoughts of photographs that shouldn’t be kept and memories that shouldn’t have been lost. I just. I can’t.*feeds Jason all the Chinese food*
The return of the Bat, all logical and locked down after his sojourn into wibblies that morning heralds that all is indeed not shiny and golden in Batsville. Batman is going all— Batman! and doing that emotional retardation thing he does so well. I love that in the face of this, Dick’s protective instincts towards Jason kick into full gear. Warm fuzzies and kittens and hellyeahs come to mind.
I’m running out of words, it’s all I can do to write you a worthy commentary that doesn’t fully comprise of KHDKAGJDHGASJAGSDADHAKSHKHSKJHHG— which is what my brain has been saying on repeat ever since I read that delectable jewel of a fic. Once again, thank you THANK YOU for sharing your lovely talent with the world. You have my love and my deepest admiration. I look forward to the next installation with starry goo goo eyes and box of tissues at the ready. *3*
Dick Grayson really misses his little brothers, Jason, Tim, and Damian. But what to do? He made such a fuss about leaving the manor to be Nightwing again! The perfect solution arrives when Dick spots an ad in the Gotham Gazette—Bruce is looking for a nanny…!
*can’t breathe, laughing too hard*
Bruce, giving your child ‘the talk’ will only be awkward for a small amount of time. Look at your life, look at your choices.
(i was going to include Damian but the only thing i could think for him to yell out was “I WANT TO KILL EVERYBODY” so…)
OMFG
omg this perfection *3* I think my fave is Cass’s serious blushy face when she gives Bruce his present… seconded by rawr!blushy Jason.
(Source: kaciart)
“You got a light?”
♥♥♥ Happy Birthday to the always fantastic Alan Black! I hope you have a wonderful day ♥♥♥
Helloooo Matches and RobinJay! This is smoking hot, Teal, SMOKING HOT. I’m just gawking at that jacket. Holy crap how long did it take you to get that pattern so perfect? And bby Jason’s cocky expression uguuu~
Gentlemen of bats family in suits!
Suits is always my roman!
Wait….Tim….What are you doing on Bruce’s knee….You’re making Bruce look like a pimp….
(Source: sexytimesforall)
