Ao3's Batfamily

'While You Were Missing' by basil_coffee_and

Author: @caffeinatedbasil

A familiar redheaded child darts across the bullpen with a shout of “PAPA!” and barrels into Jason’s arms.

“Lian—” He breathes, swinging the young girl up and holding her protectively to his chest. “What’s going on? Why is she here?” Jason barks out to the unfamiliar agents who escorted Lian in. She wraps her arms around his neck and starts crying. “Shhh, Little Red. I’ve got you.” He whispers, patting her hair.

“Her dad is their criminal informant?” Someone exclaims.

“I missed you, Papa.” Lian hiccups. Papa? She must have told them I was her father.

“She was recovered from a raid on a trafficking ring,” one of the agents says with glare at Jason. His heart stops and shatters at once.

“I’m sorry,” Lian whispers. “I didn’t mean to mess it up, I just didn’t know where to go. Dad told me if anything happened to me and I couldn’t get him I was supposed to find you. He said you were working in the New York FBI before he left.”

“You did the right thing, Little Red.” Jason assures her, reaching over to pat her on the head. “I’m just glad we found you.”

“You didn’t find me,” Lian protests quietly, leaning over and curling up against the armrest of the couch. “I found you.”

He co-parents an aged up Lian

'You're Gonna Go Far, Kid' by thegreatestsun

Author: @itslovingconnerkenthours

Lian Harper, age thirteen. She’d say she had a pretty normal life. She lived with her dad in a nice, despite it being cheap, apartment in Star City, she went to her local middle school, and she was learning archery as much as possible.

It was kind of a family tradition, as her dad was incredible, and her grandpa was even more so. Apparently. She wasn’t sure, she’d never seen an example.

Yep, completely normal life. 

Another big part of Lian’s life was one Jason Todd, also known as ‘Uncle Jay’. He and Roy were the best of friends, so he’d been around a lot as Lian grew up. He was also her dad, in a way.

She’d stayed at his Gotham apartment before quite a few times, and he had babysat her more times than she could count. Jason was a constant in her life, so when he randomly showed up at their apartment two weeks into the summer break, Lian thought nothing of it. 

This is my favorite little Lian fic. For funzies

'Too Blind To See' by Sun_Moon_Stars_Jedi

Author: @sun-moon-stars-jedi

“Oh, yes, hello,” Jason says, straightening up where he’d been stooped over to see if he could make out Lian in one of the photographs. “I’m here to pick up Lian Harper. She’s in the frog group.”

The woman standing several feet away from Jason is looking him up and down, her mouth twisting when she takes in his leather jacket and the bruise still wrapping around Jason’s eye.

“And who are you?”

“Jason Todd,” Jason answers, fighting down the urge to stand up to his full height in the face of her condescending tone — his physique has its advantages when he’s out as Red Hood, but in civilian life it often makes him seem threatening without him even trying.

“And you expect me to just hand a stranger like you a child?”

Nostalga! This was one of the first fics I posted about!

'Good, Better, Best' by AlexaAffect

“That’s unfair!” Roy exclaimed, shouldering his way past Jason and shoving him away from Dick with all the charm of a petulant child.

“I asked first!” Jason yelled back. Whatever he’d been waiting for from Dick was ignored as he focused all his attention on his husband-to-be.

Their shouting match was finally interrupted.

“Oh my God! Will someone please just tell --” He cut himself off when Damian started laughing. Quickly, the three arguing adults turned to the side to where Damian and Tim had been watching all this time, both of them looking on amused.

Dick raised an eyebrow and Tim sighed, leaning back in his chair with a disbelieving chuckle.

“They’re arguing about who gets you as a best man,” He explained, nodding at Dick.

(Restricted) 'A Princely Prison Break' by SWmage

Current them had bigger problems. “Are you telling me between a crown prince, and ex-prince, and a dashingly handsome outlaw, NONE of us have ever been in a situation like this before? SERIOUSLY?!”

More silence.

“Well,” Dick started hesitantly “it kinda reminds of the time little wing kidnapped a swan.”

“Not the time Dickhead”

“No, no. If Dick feels an embarrassing story from your child hood will in some way shed light on our predicament I don’t think we should cut him off just yet.”

'familiarity' by redsray (reigned)

Author: @redsray

“Hey, who was it that sent the threat?” He asked, doing his best to subdue his grin. Hal raised an eyebrow but didn’t comment on it, so he must be doing decently.

“The Red Hood,” Hal confirmed with a sigh and Roy was two breaths away from rolling on the floor. No way. “He’s been running us in circles and we cannot get any hold of Bats.”

Roy choked on a laugh, disguising it with a cough. “That’s tough,” he said, with as much sympathy as he could muster. “Hope ya catch him, soon.”

“Me too, kid,” Hal said, getting up and ruffling Roy’s hair as he left to seemingly rejoin the conversation. “Me too.”

Roy watched him leave and let himself snicker as soon as he was sure Hal was out of earshot. He turned his head down, pulling out his phone and typing as quickly as possible.

Roy (5:59pm): DID YOU SEND A THREAT TO THE WATCHTOWER

Jay (6:01pm): Was I supposed to?

'5 Times Bruce called Jason Son and 1 Time Jason called Bruce Dad' by AlexaAffect

“And?” Jason asked with a shrug, not quite picking up where Bruce was going with this.

“And as my son , I thought you would’ve considered yourself invited to family dinner,” Bruce said, as though it were the most logical thing in the world.

Jason had to pause for a second.

Here was the thing; Jason remembered that night. He remembered the supposed invitation. It hadn’t even crossed his mind that it extended towards him, that he would still be considered family, that Bruce would want him home at the dinner table with the rest of the bats.

He could count on one hand with fingers to spare how many times Bruce had referred to him as his son since Jason had made his debut as the Red Hood. He had heard anger, disappointment, and a father mourning his son. But never had it just been this: Logic.

Jason was Bruce’s son. A simple fact. And sons were invited to family dinners. 

'Mr. Uncle Red Hood' by TheWitchBoy

Author: @klarion-the-witch-boy

"Whaddaya want?" Jason asked again, a bit less harshly.

"My Daddy," she said.

"Well, the cops are on their way. They'll get ahold of your dad, or someone else in your family, and make sure to—oh, hey! Hey! Stop that!" Jason tripped back a few steps, but it was too late. The kid was already attached to his leg. "What're ya doing? Get off!"

"I'm waiting for my Daddy," the kid said.

"Jesus, kid! I don't know your dad, what're you expecting from me, here?" Jason tried to shake her off. It didn't work.

"My Daddy is named Roy Harper," the kid said.

Jason froze. "Why do you think a name is going to change anything?" Granted, it absolutely changed things. And it meant that Jason's teenaged crush rose from the depths of hazy memory to slap Jason in the face. It also meant that this kid, in her little yellow sundress, was Lian Harper.

The kid leaned back, one hand behind Jason's knee and the other hand raised to point up at Jason. No. Raised to point up at the red bat on Jason's chest.

This one has got Tim dragging Jason to fluff-land kicking and screaming.

'Don't Feed the Birds (or they'll keep coming back)' by Writer_loves_tropes

Author: @writerlovestropes

“You weren’t driving,” Jason grunts, as he maneuvers to his knees. He’s halfway to standing, but also halfway to falling back onto the snow.

“I was the driver, Hood. I would like you to direct all violence to me.”

“You’re ten years old, Baby Bird. You probably can’t even see over the steering wheel.”

“I’m sixteen,” the kid pouts.

“Bullshit. You’re twelve max.”

“I’m thirteen,” the kid says defeatedly. “I’m also the driver. If you want to punch someone, hit me.”

“If I somehow believe you’re a thirteen-year-old Uber driver, which I don’t, then who drove the car away?” Silence. “Yup, that’s what I thought. You’re either covering for your dad or the real Uber driver.”

'Provenance' by TheResurrectionist

Author: @frownyalfred

When Queen finally answered, he sounded hungover and irritated. "What."

"Roy's at Gotham General.'

"Gotham Gen--" Queen cut off with a curse, the sound of a bottle clinking echoing down the line. "How the hell did he get there?"

"That doesn't matter. He's in intensive care. Get down here."

"Is it the drugs again?"

Bruce paused, at a loss for words. Somewhere down the hall, a nurse's station began beeping.

"You knew he had a problem."

"'Problem'? Hell, I'd call it more than a little problem," Queen sneered, "When he's clean again, let me know. I'll send someone to pick him up."

"Queen--"

The dial tone buzzed in his ear. He shut off the phone, resisting the urge to throw it against the wall. He took a deep breath, then another.

The next time he saw Oliver Queen, the man wouldn't get away so easily.

'Oh.' by AlexaAffect

“How were we obvious?” He exclaimed again. He was half-wishing for an explanation and half-wishing that they’d just drop the topic. He’d experienced enough embarrassment for the day. 

“Seriously?” Duke asked, eyebrow raised at Jason as though it were plain to see. Beside him Roy was still laughing and if it continued like this, then Jason might not be dating anyone anymore after all!

Bruce, who’d largely kept himself out of the conversation up until this point, chuckled quietly. It was enough for Jason to whip his head in his father’s direction and demand an answer. 

“What?” 

“Jaylad,” Bruce began, slowly, carefully. Like he was speaking to a stressed civilian. Like he was trying to defuse a bomb. Jason resented that. Bruce glanced at Roy for just a second, then back to Jason. “You and Roy have been holding hands for the last ten minutes.” 

'Good, Better, Best' by AlexaAffect

“That’s unfair!” Roy exclaimed, shouldering his way past Jason and shoving him away from Dick with all the charm of a petulant child.

“I asked first!” Jason yelled back. Whatever he’d been waiting for from Dick was ignored as he focused all his attention on his husband-to-be.

Their shouting match was finally interrupted.

“Oh my God! Will someone please just tell --” He cut himself off when Damian started laughing. Quickly, the three arguing adults turned to the side to where Damian and Tim had been watching all this time, both of them looking on amused.

Dick raised an eyebrow and Tim sighed, leaning back in his chair with a disbelieving chuckle.

“They’re arguing about who gets you as a best man,” He explained, nodding at Dick.

'Will they? Won't they? Are they? Are they not?!' by AlexaAffect

“Look, I don’t know Jason too well,” Duke said carefully, looking around the room at the different faces looking at him expectantly. “But he doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to talk about his relationship.” 

Babs hummed supportively, looking to be deep in thought herself.

For a second Dick looked dejected, then his expression brightened and he smiled slowly.

“You’re absolutely right. Jason wouldn’t tell me.” Dick raises his arms in surrender, apparently giving up to anyone looking at him, a humble expression on his face.