Sladin or Bust! - Explicit One Shots from the Vault of Sladin –
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Living Outside of Story Book Pages
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I know an author already did a sladin of Little Red Riding Hood, so no go – but what about Jason and Dick as Rose Red and Snow White – yet not in the way you'd think? They are given these nick names by the villains that hate them, while Red Hood is an Outlaw looking to keep an eye on Snow White as Dick who is constantly seeking out Slade in the city he's guarding. Slade would be…. the huntsman in this case. Poor Snow White! But wait! It's really actually the other way – but Poor Rose Red?
Woke up today sore and peeved of what is going on in our home; hoping someone gets sued but this should not fail to ail! On with the smut?
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~ Snow White and Rose Red were inseparable at first glance to all that saw them standing toe to toe. Both without a doubt lovely, perfect and naturally aware of themselves. Snow White was kind and generous to all the world's creatures great and small; a true lady to the people that knew her very well, she was never without a smile on her face in times of turmoil.
Rose Red was the exact polar opposite of her sibling and enjoyed exploring, being inquisitive and sometimes foolhardy in her day to day life in the twin's youth. Both a part of one another, yes. Rose Red and Snow White were truly a pair to make one stop and stare…. ~
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They had never teased him this much as a scrounger in Gotham, yet Todd had to debate on his choice to let them try it.
Without wanting to put a bullet into the brains of his enemies to shut them up, and the rumors of Dick and Jay being "tight."
Too tightly wound, which was why Dick had cut ties with the family and had swung out the door without even saying goodbye at the last Bat family reunion.
He had to be playing it safe in another city, and that just… just…
Sirens wailed on down the street as Jason commed Babs to give him the latest updates she had picked up.
~ It's a cop shoot-out; their halting a war between rival gangs, and a few snipers could be –
"Do I need to bother with this legal shit tonight, Barbie?" Snorted the second ex – Robin as he swung off to high tail it to the scene of a massive war between the city's slowest minds.
~ Don't sass. I did let you know what's what in Blud since you insisted on going back there. What if he shuts you out, Jay? Then we'll have no real proof that Dick is being coerced not to say anything. ~
Jason muttered under his breath, not caring if he sassed the whole world and his dead mother in her grave.
"You're wrong. He's out there, and tonight." Jason cocked his gun and shimmied off after the faint sound of hard gunfire by a sea of crates at Blud's lone shipyard.
"Tonight, I'm gonna kick him so hard, that he'll wanna' tell me who he's been sleepin' with."
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Back in Gotham, he'd been pure in the eyes of anyone that knew nothing of Dick's secret. Platonic one-night stands, and even colder receptions from those that wanted him under them, Dick Grayson didn't want to stay around with so many happy faces wearing him out that night.
~ Does Snow White not see where she is headed if she goes into the night, all alone? ~
What an eerie though, as Dick watched the gun fire, heard the mess while something shadier was watching his back and chuckling contently at the situation from darker places away.
"You wanted to part ways, didn't you."
"I was not about to be hunted to my very last breath, Slade." Dick ignored the gloved hand by his face as he was made to look up at the man from behind. "You're a monster, you know that. Dick."
Dick sneered at the mad man, who just shoved the younger hero away with a twist of his palm. "You'd better not trail any blood into the safe house, Snow White." Slade licked his lips and returned his mask down, back in place so he could keep things mum between friends for now. "Remember; you came to me, little bird. That's how it is. Go. Find out if you can ever forgive them. Then, I'll be waiting." Slade slunk back into the shadows, the nick name was a prickly bur in his "friend with benefits'" collar bone as Dick touched it, tracing the scar while remembering what had marked him with this grievous a sin, because HE had already wanted things to turn out this way. To have no one else to console him with that strong a grip to drag the life out of his world.
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Jason tussled with the worst of the crowd as the gang members were booked, only once he'd corralled a couple to the cops to be questioned –
"You gave them too much space to retaliate."
Jason swung around to see blue and black fog up his helmeted eyes.
"Dick." He sniffed, gun up as if he'd do it. Knock out the dumb cop and bring him back to be deprogrammed if he wasn't like the rumors had said.
Trading his body for this city's protection.
"You left us high an' dry, dumbass." Jason didn't move his arm as Dick refused to make matters worse for the grieving younger brother he'd left back in Gotham.
"I had to get out. It wasn't for me…What are you doing here, Red?" Dick frowned at the gear on the Hood's hip. His and ammo for a stake out, it was too heavy in his mind's eye.
"Got a lead that you'd be coming over to tango with these goons. Got a great informant, same one who used to drag your carcass back from the dead."
"I have someone else now." Dick's feet moved a centimeters and instantly Red then clicked his gun, just one more step and his brother's arms shot up. "Red, you need to put down the gun."
"Then why didn't you tell anyone about us??" Jay shouted accusingly and grasped the cold metal with a second glove hand, a disturbing sight as booming thunder overhead broke the silence. The rain was starting to drip and then pour down in buckets.
Dick bit his lip, arms down quickly as when trying to reason with Jason, this…was never an easy task to accomplish. Bruce could do it, that was because he was Bruce's son.
Dick…was neither of those things; not a ward, or partner, not any longer.
"Who's fucking with your head?? Our memories?? Is it a criminal I know?? A Titan's enemy?? You've gotta be lying…stop…stop trying to forget, Dick –
"Jason…please –
"You said you loved me!!"
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"Rose Red and Snow White…" Jason's lip trembled as he wiped back a few tears, while Dick's eyes only expressed shock, not sorrow for what he had done.
"I…was wrong to hurt –
"You NEVER hurt me! I fucking wanted you to come clean! It was wrong…Bruce knew you needed help and he just….you said I was yours, Dick….how fucking right were the Asylum goons about us? The rumors?? Did you fucking think I'd take this lying on my ass back home? OUR home?!" He rioted and clenched his own tired jaw, Dick's face looking wet and unapologetic as the rain coated every inch of him perfectly in that dim shadow - light.
"Nightwing and Red Hood, or Snow White and Rose Red. We had everything that no one else could take –
"It was against the law, Jason……I was, frustrated and you don't remember –
"When I came home? Got my memories back?? You fucking sobbed like a baby, Goldie!" Wept Jason bitterly with a choked laugh as he kept on trying to stay the hand, only to find a hand atop his arm through the tears and the rain. Now boxing them between the crates where Dick had come to apologize and let go of his old life, Dick didn't. He just stared back, eyes too passive and not like before at all.
No, no. Jason wouldn't let him walk free. He still had more to say, more to blame Dick for, for making him think the rumors were all true.
"You shouldn't take what you hear all the time, so seriously." Dick reassured the anti – hero, halfheartedly with a small grin on his face. "Jason, it's over…I don't want you to hurt like I did….But, I'm not going to face him –
"Then why not face me?? You and I both fucked up, Rich…You and I…"
Dick had a hand to the hood's shoulder, the sobs racking Jason's body as one hand reached up to wrench off his masked helmet. To let Dick, witness his crime for having loved too much.
"You told me you loved us, that you wouldn't let me be alone when I woke up…" Jason sniffed. "You…he said-
"Bruce can be a pain…but he knew that I'd been the one at fault…I'm sorry…for everything, Jason…" Dick leaned over and planted a small goodbye kiss upon the Rose Red of his once – everything's brow, both coated in Blud's awful rain and stormy pollution. Both unwilling to let the past die without remembering what they were, now that things had ended badly enough between them.
Jason had vied for Dick's attention when he'd come home; it was to help Jay heal after he'd been saved from the Shadows, to be there for his family. When he'd woken up, they'd been inseparable… until…
Dick had fallen out of a toxic relationship previously that had him to lose his virginity rather painfully, and Jason had been handed to Talia to see to his assimilation into the league for her own nefarious purposes.
They had both been through hell, yet none of that had excused why Dick had taken Jason in his arms, done things to make them both forget and…. Then, he'd run away when the cat was out and roaming the halls.
Bringing with it misfortune as Dick had done to his only, last loving family.
In Blud, he'd tracked down a series of killings done by a pro – and what a shock, yet the officer of Blud's finest KNEW the poor bastard that had taken the many hits out on Blud's very ugliest of mobsters and cold-blooded killers.
Slade, in the flesh with a proposal in hand.
He'd told Dick that the new rumors had spread, that he knew the little bird's filthy secret. At nineteen, Dick had thought it over…until.
Until Catalina had rocked him the hardest; he'd gone back, begged Slade to stay quit and say nothing as long as he did for the man what he could to protect Blud for a little while longer. Until Slade was satisfied with their contract.
It was supposed to be a business transaction, and then…
It became far more than Dick had hoped for, yet he went along and hid with the man to guard and guide him out of a jam. Away from KG Beast, Tiger Shark and Desmond. He was shielded as he'd wanted to be, a quickie for the intel on Desmond's worst plots to foil. The data on an encrypted piece of tech he had to secure for a blow job and a damn gag in his mouth out in a dirty alley - ass up, willing to participate as the contract was binding.
For now, until Dick had his fill and Slade was done playing games, it had been platonic, but then…
He'd started to like coming back for more. It was his biggest pain reliever, his stress reducing drug without the added symptoms, so he came every time. Jason was only a memory by then, just until he had to come to Gotham and had run away AGAIN to save himself the trouble of facing his late mentor.
Bruce already had guessed right and was willing to dose his ward, hard. Put him behind bars, like he should have.
Jason had believed that Dick had always and truly cared enough, but now…as his Snow-White prince slunk away and into the arms of an armored animal hunter, a murderer for hire, Jason landed the shot - yet only got the crate from his distance where he stood weeping profusely.
The rain fell while Babs's voice was an echo out of focus, thunder beating down loudly as Jason wailed to the air.
If that was him. If that was Dick's new life partner and lover, then they were one and the same.
Rapists, killers and liars. Monsters hiding from the law, while Rose Red let her blush grow deep as she cried up into the stormy skies above Blud's very haven.
Dick was a criminal now, it was real, the rumors were always almost with a sliver of truth. He wept into the ground, hands pounding the wet dirt on his knees as they buckled to forget about HIM. Shaking, hands in his raven mane, racking his brain for away home…any way to go back…
About Snow White and her new, inglorious huntsman. How they would rage and ravage this city for the sake of their claim, that Dick would lose face and die unhappily, out of love to give and both receive.
Red Hood choked on his impatient sobs as he felt the pain of knowing that bird's ugly future. How he had wanted to turn back the clock for good. To "clock" Grayson and tell him he'd never wanted to destroy their family, that he should have listened to Bruce and stayed away from Joker…
Lightening lit up the air as if to acknowledge his sympathy for the enemy being some sick, cruel joke. Laughing down on him as the Joker had done, having had started a rumor of the two love birds to breathe life into the red bird's destruction again and again.
Jason looked into the dark, hoping to see those eyes pitying him once more, when all his two sagging green saw was the empty space in between.
Love only existed in fairy – tales anyway…He told himself that night when the rain had finally stopped.
It didn't matter, because there never were any rainbows over Gotham or Bludahven. No hope for either of them, as he made his way home with a face devoid of someone else's pity.
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This is dark, an AU of a sort and a slash, being both were teens when it happened, but Dick is upset because he used Jason when he was still trying to recover from Ra's brainwashing without being fully aware that Dick was using his brother as a tissue box for his own woes. Also, now there is a PTSD of it all bottled up in Dick's mind and Jason might still have a case of denial or Stockholm that was not addressed underlying who he'd go back to Dick – or he just wanted to get the truth. Dick was cruel to him, regardless of that time he'd been anything else, yet the I'm sorry sounds a LOT like Slade did when he slept with Lily in some aspects so….Dick left because it wasn't totally consensual and he misled Jason with a few white lies so that they could keep "getting it down"…. don't know, and then Bruce found out, while Jason stayed to become Red Hood – whereas in their days in Gotham, the community of baddies gave Dick and Jason nick names because the teens had been too upset to properly hide their advances all the time, so it was a slur. A sullying of the Bat's legacy, Bruce wanted Dick to go to see someone to fix him, but Dick flipped and went to Blud, got cozy into a platonic quid pro quo partnership with Slade and…. then he had to go back to said reunion only to run away AGAIN and stay in Blud under a new alias, trying to throw the Bat fam off of his scent. It worked, until Jason got upset enough to confront Dick about what they had both been doing to each other, yet Dick was the one at fault for letting it get as far as to hurting Jason during his violent PTSD episodes…. Slade called him a "monster" because Richard DID hurt his brother, yet Jason is too red as a rose to care and wants the whole truth before he has to put a cap in Nightwing's hide. He also still regrets Dick leaving and he's still torn between letting his brother's even false love for him die. Another criminal act by Dick was a conditioning mentally and emotionally so Jay asked if it was a villain that mad Dick "hurt" him. Dick is a good person, or was until he ran into his dark side and didn't stop it from harming his relationships – for letting Slade use him up and the other way around. Like I said, pretty dark.
So, Slade is literally in this not- really- a - triangle to protect Dick from his enemies and to have him use the man with sex as a lure to erase what he's done already. As Jason said or thought about the whole subject in the last part "Love only existed in fairy – tales anyway…He told himself that night when the rain had finally stopped. It didn't matter, because there never were any rainbows over Gotham or Bludhaven's dark skies. No hope for either of them, as he made his way home with a face devoid of someone else's pity."
So, there is not hope for them to reconcile. Dick is fully aware that if he backs out of his arrangement with Slade, he may not survive what comes next. He also is aware that he's more a Blud mod boss that sees to order than an actual hero, the merc making him see this darker side of himself as he shuts it all away for the good of his city for now.
There won't be a part two, this is dark and it can be too grim unless you guys want an encore. Let me know. Thanks! This one will poss only be on A03 as it does involve incest and possible non – consensual sex so yeah. No for you, ya gore party – piece eaters.