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Jason sighs as he lowers his binoculars, chewing gum on one lonely Gotham rooftop. He leans against a gargoyle, thinking.So Batman has been… exchanged. Kidnapped, swapped, captured, mind controlled maybe.This changes his plans somewhat.Fuck.

Bruce keeps dying. He does not know that he's already died multiple times today but his children do. And they're going to save him.(Groundhog Day fic told entirely from the perspective of someone who doesn't remember the loop.)

What does it mean to come back to life as an accidental wrinkle in the fabric of reality? Jason Todd might not know the meaning of life, but he does figure out the meaning of his life, somewhere in between killing the Joker and ringing the doorbell to Wayne Manor.

A cluster of eight kids find themselves telepathically connected to each other; the cries of one reaches all the others, no matter where they are.

Jason Todd is alone on Christmas eve and only truly wishes for one thing, sadly, no one in his family ever really learned how to properly communicate.

He's gotten fairly sick of the League and their stupid nicknames, but maybe they're not wrong. Maybe Jason isn't just the thing that dies, maybe he's more. He comes back, too. He's alive, too.

Tim's parents faked their deaths and fled the country years ago, but neglected to take him with them. He spent some time on the streets, and now at 16, he makes a living as a fortune teller, stalking and hustling the shit out of Gotham's elite by telling them eerily accurate fortunes based on the information he gathers about them.His life is peculiar but he wouldn't change a thing. When he gets booked for the big Wayne Halloween party, however, he finds himself getting all tangled up with the Waynes, and the more fortunes he tells, the tighter the snare becomes.or: Tim just wanted to scam Gotham's elite, not end up on the Batfamily's watchlist. But it seems they just won't leave him alone..

Unfortunately, Lex takes one look at Cadmus’s progress report on the newly-crafted Experiment Thirteen and realizes he has paternal instincts.Well, that’s inconvenient. And a little disgusting, honestly. Certainly a disappointment.He supposes it could be worse. He could be Lionel about this.

Jason agrees to let the press know he's alive. The resulting headlines make him regret it.

anti-mutant bigots think JJ is one of them because of how he is about Spider-Man and he experiences no personal insight whatsoever in reaction to this but is so offended he dedicates the front cover of the Bugle to spotlighting the X-Men for like three days straight

Tim is really, really busy. Way too busy to take a break. But he's got a date with Bernard, his family keeps trying to prevent him from working, and his boyfriend may have just made an accidental breakthrough in Tim's case.

Homeless!Reverse Robins squat in Wayne Manor.

When Jason wakes up from the nightmare that was his death, there’s not a burning inferno in his chest, a rage potent enough to destroy everything in his path in a fiery immolation. Instead, Jason wakes up wishing more than anything that he was still asleep- there’s a bone deep fatigue that’s settled in his body, an exhaustion that becomes a second skin. So when Talia drops Jason back to Gotham, assuming he’s going to enact a forty-step revenge plan- she couldn’t be farther from the truth.Jason's going to leave Gotham, no matter how deep Gotham tries to sink its claws into him.

Alfred had a secret: he's an immortal who, after dying, returns to infancy and ages at an accelerated rate until he returns to adulthood. After his death at the hands of Bane, the family is left to raise the man who raised them. These are the first eight days (which is to say, sixteen years) in the next life of Alfred Pennyworth.

Gotham likes Batman, but she loves Jason. That's why she brought him back to life.

On a dewy Sunday morning in April, Dick Grayson, trust fund baby and local celebrity, is found dead at the tender age of 25. His abrupt passing sends his hometown, the sleepy beach town of Gotham, into a tizzy--and his former guardian, old money stalwart Bruce Wayne, reeling. But as Bruce struggles to come to terms with his ward's death, it rapidly becomes clearer and clearer to him that there's something off with this tragedy--no, this "town"--no, this entire reality...

As long as he got to be a part of it, he didn’t need anything else. He didn’t need anyone to see his photos, know how close he’d gotten, know the lengths to which he’d gone.It was enough, he thought, that he knew.

Dick knew he was going to have to get a handle on this somehow; get someone to pin him until he could work through the panic. Someone who he couldn't damage.Well...he didn't have any big brothers but he did have someone brother adjacent who was bigger than him…

The sweet boy he knew was still in there, he just had to be coaxed out with child-friendly forensics and the promise of violence.