jasonette july 2021 | series masterlist

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1.dead | angst, angst, angst y'all

summary: jason and marinette break up. marinette leaves. she doesn’t make it.

2.the new suit | fluff, jason being adorable

summary: marinette wants to make jason a new suit. jason accidentally puts his knives in her fabric. oops?

3.the protection suits | fluff, humour

summary: jason will never condemn another protection suit ever again.

4.the graveyard | angst

summary: he needed a way to tell marinette he was sorry. that he was sorry for not telling her about him. that he was sorry for missing their dates. that he was sorry he was the reason they broke up. that he was the reason she was dead.

5.game on | fluff, humour, damian being a simp for marinette

summary: damian and jason schedule a fight…again.

6.the fairytale of how we met | fluff

summary: alicia wants her mommy to tell her the story of how she and daddy met.

7.trust | a teensy weensy bit of angst, fluff

summary: red hood asks ladybug to trust him and promptly jumps off a building.

8.hurt | fluff, humour, jason being ridiculously overdramatic

summary: “you what?” shrieked jason. “are you hurt? is it bleeding? do you need a doctor? or a hospital?”

9.pixie & bluejay | fluff, angst, marinette’s too cute

summary: jason smiled at her – a real one. “then, you’re my pixie,” he decided.

10.mornings | fluff, angst

summary: jason and marinette’s morning.

11.and they were roommates | angst, fluff, meet-cute

summary: the title says it all

12.enemies | humour, enemies to lovers

summary: lady noire met red hood – another not-so-welcomed vigilante like her in gotham. you would expect the two of them to hit it off, maybe work together, but it was the complete opposite. it was hate at first sight.

13.coffee puns | fluff, humour, meet-cute

summary: “i dare you to go to that man there,” alya pointed at an, admittedly, handsome man, “and ask him out on a date using puns.” alya finished her dare with a smug smirk.

14.chloe bourgeois | chloe being chloe, fluff

summary: “so, you’re the one bugginette’s been dating?” asked chloe bourgeois, marinette’s best friend.

15.moving on | angst, hurt and a little comfort

summary: “oh,” tim quietened down and jason relished the silence. until, well, dick apparently snatched the phone from tim and screeched, “marinette’s a ghost!”

moving on | jasonette

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summary: “oh,” tim quietened down and jason relished the silence. until, well, dick apparently snatched the phone from tim and screeched, “marinette’s a ghost!”

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Jason walked out of the graveyard feeling a palpable sense of loss and yet…yet, he felt lighter than before.

And for the first time, since he came to Paris, he actuallylooked around. His loss hit him harder, but in some ways, it made him feel a little better too – it reminded him of Marinette.

He smiled wistfully as he remembered the times Marinette would gush about Paris and how beautiful it was. Jason could see the appeal now.

He only wished Marinette was there.

◇─◇──◇─◇

An hour later, as he walked into his hotel room, Jason saw that he had 283 missed calls from literally every single member of his family.

He had left his phone here so that he didn’t have to deal with the constant phone calls he would have definitelygotten.

Jason picked up his phone and sighed as he waited for it to start calling.

As soon as it started ringing, the phone was picked up by a hystericalTim screaming, “FINALLY! Why didn’t you pick up the goddamnphone?”

Jason huffed, his voice raspy. “Becauseidiot, I left it in the room. Now is there a reason why you’re screeching like a banshee in my ear?”

“Oh,” Tim quietened down and Jason relished the silence. Until, well, Dick apparently snatched the phone from Tim and screeched, “Marinette’s a ghost!”

Jason sat up straight. “What the hell, Dick? That’s not even funny.”

He heard Barbara’s voice in the background. “Dick, you idiot, we toldyou not to tell him like that.”

“Can someone tell me what is going o-” Jason was interrupted by Tim, who said, “Check your email – I’ve mailed you a video.”

Setting his phone aside, Jason opened his laptop and clicked on the mail. It was a video…from a camera near the graveyard.

What the hell?

“Whywere you spyingon me?” Jason asked into the phone, outraged.

He heard Damian snort. “Why, Todd? Because we were-”

“-worried about you!” Dick finished.

“I wasn’t going to say that!” Damian yelled.

“I know,” said Dick, apparently exasperated. “That’s why I interrupted you. Anyway, have you watched the video yet, Jay?”

Jason involuntarily flinched. That was what Mari used to call him.

“No, not yet,” he said, voice raspy.

He heard Tim sigh on the other side of the line. “Then watch it already!”

When Jason clicked on the video, he had to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.

It showed him walking into the graveyard with about a hundred other ghostly people watching him!

“This is not some elaborate prank it is?” Jason suddenly asked.

Dick huffed into the phone. “Do you really think we’d actually dosomething like that?”

“Point.” Jason conceded and unpaused the video.

It showed him putting the flowers and…Jason rubbed his eyes to make sure it wasn’t a figment of his imagination.

Marinetteas a ghost was watching him.

“What the actual fu-”

“Language, Jason,” said Bruce.

“Is this for real?” Jason asked, still watching the video intently.

“Yes. I’ve been looking through the JL files for something that would tell us why wecan see it and not others but I haven’t found anything yet.”

Jason sighed as he tipped his chair onto its hind legs. “All right, call me up when you do.”

For once, Jason appreciated Bruce’s ability to read situations as he said, “You’ll be the first one to know if we find anything,” he confirmed.

There was an awkward pause, and in a much gentler tone, Bruce said, “Get some sleep, Jason. Give yourself sometime to process this.” And he hung up.

And for the first time since Marinette died, Jason felt the semblance of a realsmile break out on his face.

It was nice to know Bruce cared.

◇─◇──◇─◇

The next morning, Jason felt sufficiently refreshed and watched the video Tim sent him with a clearer eye.

He noticed that if he looked closelyhe could see faint outlines of the other ghosts flickering in and out.

So. This only applies to the people who I know.

That was interesting.

As he walked down to breakfast, Jason made an effort to not let his hopes get up. The chances were slim that Marinette would be coming back to life.

For the rest of the day, he toured around Paris – mainly the places Marinette loved. A kind of tribute to her, in a way.

First, he saw the Eiffel Tower, then a small coffee shop by the Seine and finally the Louvre.

He visited her parents, too. It was awkward to say the least.

But after Jason explained his reason for being there (I want to know more about Marinette; about her childhood, everything before we met) the ice was soon broken and before he knew it, they were going through memories of Marinette’s childhood.

And as they went through every memory, Jason sawwhy Marinette loved her parents as much as she did.

Tom & Sabine Dupain-Cheng were one of the kindest people you would ever meet. Yes, Marinette’s death had caused a wound that would never truly heal but they didn’t let that affect their life to the point where they felt there was no need to live anymore.

They managed to see the light in everything and that was what Jason appreciated the most.

When he reached his hotel room that night, his laptop rung almost immediately with a call from Tim.

As soon as he clicked on acceptTim’s voice – unusually hesitant – came over. “Jason,” he said – and Jason felt an odd sense of foreboding when he heard that. As if there was news, just not good news. “We have some news about Marinette.”

Despite his utmost efforts, Jason couldn’t help it when his heart beat faster. “Yeah?” he said, hoping his voice didn’t reveal what he was feeling.

Apparently, he had succeeded because Tim’s voice was much stronger when he spoke this time. “Bruce called Zatanna for her help because she knows a lot about magic. And…”

He trailed off.

Jason waited, listening for an answer. “And?” he prompted.

“Well, uh-” Tim mumbled.

He knew it.

“She said, Dupain-Cheng is not coming back,” said Damian with his usual bluntness, only in a tone that Jason would consider gentle.

“Damian!” Jason heard Dick yelp. “You didn’t have to say it like that!”

Before Damian could respond, Jason inhaled sharply. “It’s alright, Dick. I think I was kind of expecting this.”

“You were?” Dick asked cautiously, obviously afraid Jason might go suicidal.

Not that he could blame him, Jason thought wryly. He hadn’t been the most mentally stable people over the last few months, had he?

“Yeah.”

At their silence, Jason felt the need to explain himself. “I guess, it all started when I came here to visit,” he explained, trying to say what he felt in words. “I visited Marinette’s grave and all the places she liked. Then her parents. I guess…I guess, it gave me a kind of closure. The closure that I needed.”

Jason spread his hands helplessly when no one said anything. “I can’t really explain it better than that.”

“That’s very…insightful, Jason,” He didn’t even know Bruce was there. “I think I understand what you’re saying to some extent.”

Exhaling, Jason suddenly felt drained. Maybe that took more thought than he had realized.

“I want to stay in Paris for some more time,” he said, wanting to get thatover with as soon as possible.

“Absolutely,” Dick said firmly, as if daring anyone to disagree with him. “Stay as long as you need, little brother.”

Jason didn’t even realize he was crying until he felt the tears on his face.

◇─◇──◇─◇

As he went to bed that night, Marinette’s death hit Jason harder than ever, but instead of the overwhelming loss he had expected…Jason felt hopeful.

Maybe, just maybe, he would move on. Not get over Marinette, absolutely not.

But he could follow Tom and Sabine and try to move on.

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with graveyards and cartoony ghost themes! (5/14! this marks the introduction of non-fairies into fairy au! bdubs is a ghost :3)

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Autumn dog walks. St Hilda’s. North Yorkshire Moors

witches-of-ouroboros:

Live class date and time: 1/5/2017 at 7:00pm CST

A.)Legalities:I will mention some things that I do very briefly in my personal graveyard. It is an older one that borders my 3 acre property directly and is not regularly maintained. This allows to me to fudge some rules. HOWEVER- working as a paralegal for over a decade, let me lay some groundwork legality clauses for the general witch:
         1.) Do not enter after dark. It is illegal in most states.
         2.) Do not take dirt directly from atop a grave.
         3.) Do not bring bottles of liquor into the cemetery, or glass jars to put you dirt in.
         4.) Do not light more than a tea candle and always hold the tea candle yourself (do not set on ground)
         5.) It’s best to not disclosure your craft to anyone asking what you’re doing. Just say you’re visiting (and wanted to honor your relative’s memory if a candle is lit)

           6.) ALWAYS do as an employee/pastor/policeman asks. Even if it may be technically legal and they’re just uncomfortable, it’s better to de-escalate the situation and leave. You can either come back at a different time or find a different graveyard.
           7.) Bring flowers to appear more normal! They also make great offerings!
           8.) Do not remove ANYTHING from a grave site. Ever.
           9.) Do not leave offerings of stones. It is offensive (i.e. personal) in some religions.

B.)Offerings:these should always be something subtle. I never bring in an actual bottle/glass of the liquor offerings. I usually soak a small bit of cotton or leaf/herb mixture in it and use that. For honey, I’m a huge fan of those individual packets you can get at restaurants (even though they aren’t perfectly local and organic, they are more transportable and less legality issues- just please dispose of the plastic trash after use properly)
           Offering examples: tobacco, juice, silver coins, honey, liquor, fruit, flowers, herbs, incense (I like to use pomegranate based juice/liquor/fruit due to it’s ties to the Underworld)

C.)Basic communing with the dead ritual/introducing yourself to a new graveyard
           -example ritual: [http://stygiantarot.tumblr.com/post/154861064189/communing-with-the-dead]

                                   -I do NOT recommend bringing a shovel or spade. Period. I don’t even do this with my own graveyard, it is a dangerous offense to be caught with.
                                   -It would be best to wear shoes that are easy to take off, and do the ritual without digging (if you don’t like the idea of bare feet in a graveyard, wear thin socks you don’t mind getting dirty). The spirits will understand you don’t want to be put in jail.
                                   -I do NOT recommend inhaling the herbs listed as wormwood and mugwort both contain Thujone, which can cause a LOT of issues if too much is ingested/smoked. An sachet of these is fine. You can gently smell the sachet bundle when focusing on the spirit connection. Please be aware of your own medical conditions as well (i.e. allergies/pregnancies/disorders)

                                   -Oils I recommend that are safe to place on your eyelids and would have positive connotations with the dead: olive, pomegranate, coconut, almond, hemp seed (these are all technically “carrier oils” and if you want to add a dash of an essential oil that increases psychic/perception, you can- just spot check it before you put it on the eyelid. Also, just a dab on each eyelid is fine. No need to stick your eyelashes together.
                                   

D.)Graveyard dirt. What the hell is it? Simply put, it’s dirt collected from a graveyard. It is NOT a euphemism for other herbs. Also, when it comes to “Goofer dust”, that is a NOT interchangeable with graveyard dirt, though graveyard dirt is a component of the mixture. Please keep in mind Goofer dust is a traditional Hoodoo mixture, and not something I recommend trying to use or replicate without stepping into appropriation territory (THANKS “SUPERNATURAL”). However, graveyard dirt is not.

-Magical uses: Protection, barriers/wards (around property especially!), cursing/hexes, banishing, certain types of healing, divination, spirit-work

DON’T TAKE SOD/GRASS.
           

                                               Types:

                       1.) General graveyard dirt: from anywhere inside the graveyard grounds. This is what I recommend for beginners or people who don’t have a lot of spirit work experience. Still leave an offering, explain your purpose, and be respectful even if you’re just snagging a couple spoonfuls from under a tree.

                       2.) Grave dirt: dirt from a specific grave. Do not do this with recent graves unless it is someone you knew/a relative. It’s best to do this with older/semi-abandoned graves (pre 1900s are great). Ask permission first (this is where spirit work experience comes in, it’s best to get some sort of positive response in the method you are familiar with before removing), leave an offering, and again be respectful.

                       3.) Grave dust: The “leavings”/debris from atop the gravestone itself. This is actually the easiest to collect without looking suspicious. Just gently sweep it off into your hand and discreetly put it in the bag/vessel you brought. It’s a common ingredient in Underworld/Death/Necro workings. Also can be thought of as an extra potent version of graveyard dirt in regards to magical correspondences. Still leave an offering, ask permission, and explain yourself beforehand.

E.)Homework: Go to a graveyard/cemetery and walk around quietly. Let yourself soak in the energy and see if you’re drawn to any gravestones. Take pictures of the one(s) that you’re drawn to! Share them on the server (or on your blog and tag us!)
           Extra credit: Research the person listed on the grave and see if you can figure out a reason you might have been drawn to them!