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Jason Todd & Chronic Pain
I scrounged for the panels I know from Rebirth about Jason still having lingering pain and injuries from when the Joker killed him. We know Jason had substantial injuries and brain damage when he was resurrected, and Talia healed that with the Lazarus pit. But hereâs some I know of being mentioned even after Talia healed him with the Lazarus pit.
The first I know of is when evil future Batman Tim targeted Jasonâs hip because of a Joker-related injury that he claimed would eventually become debilitating for Jason. This move does take Jason out of the fight so it definitely seems like evil Tim successfully aggravated the injury.
Detective Comics #968 (Jan 2018) â earlier in #966 Batman Tim also mentioned future Jason would eventually lose an eye and a leg while fighting assassins.
More recently, regular, not-evil Tim referenced it while evaluating how to fight a Clayface Jason mimic:
Tim Drake: Robin #3 (Jan 2023) â Tim says the pit brought Jason back, which has sometimes been a thing. Originally Jason was only healed by the pit after heâd already been resurrected by something else.
This next one was black label, so it may or may not be canon (the creative team claims âitâs up to reader interpretationâ and disagree on whether they personally think it is canon). Iâm not a fan of the comic but it did pretty clearly indicate Jason had chronic pain from the Joker:
Batman: Three Jokers #2 (Nov 2020)
(There might be more than theseâmy reading of post flashpoint comics is kinda random and incomplete compared to my reading of post-Crisis. In post-Crisis though I think they mainly put emphasis on Jasonâs destabilized mental health and didnât really bring up physical aspects IIRC. His brain damage seemed healed and yet he seemed more affected after the pit than other one-time-in-the-pit characters like Dinah Lance or Cass Cain were.)
They havenât bothered explaining how the pit didnât heal them so far as I know (the pits kinda work to authorial convenience anyway). My route is usually to blame any weird Jason stuff on the strange, multiversal circumstances of his resurrection, but versions of his origin where heâs only brought back by the pit might not jive with that (which includes some Rebirth IIRC).
In any case, I do hope more writers pick up on this more and I love to see when itâs expanded upon a bit in fandom. I would already consider Jasonâs mental health to be a disabling issue for him but itâs neat sometimes to have writers recognize chronic pain-related issues among DC characters. (Iâd love to also see more expansion of Bruce mentioning he experienced chronic painâŚit pops up every so often but rarely if ever in depth.)
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ID 1: Two panels from Detective Comics #968 showing Jason Todd as Red Hood leaping to fight evil future Batman Tim Drake. Jason says, âSorry, Timmy, I donât believe in Santa Claus.â Batman Tim slams his staff directly into Jasonâs right hip joint, sending him flying back, and says, âJason. In a few years you were going to learn that one of your bones never set right after the Joker killed you. Thereâs a growing debilitating bone spur in your hip joint. There, I found it for you youâre welcome.â Theyâre both in the batcave.
ID 2: A cropped panel from Tim Drake: Robin #3 showing a red narration box for Tim Drake which says: âThe Lazarus Pit may have brought Jason back from the dead, but heâs still sensitive where The Joker killed him.â
ID 3: A comic page from Batman: Three Jokers #2. A Joker leans in Jason Toddâs face, looking intense and serious. The Joker says, âWho is the Joker, really? Weâre going to find out.â The word âoutâ is written in an extended sing-songy way. The Jokers put Jasonâs Red Hood helmet over his head but theyâve decorated it with a wide Joker-style grin. The two Jokers laugh, then one says, âWeâve spent considerable time trying to best answer that question: who is the Joker? We found that judge. A serial killer. A surgeon. All rather predictable and uninspiring. And then thereâs you. Tell me something. Why would you put on that helmet and call yourself Red Hood after what we did?â Jason, who is sitting naked tied to the wooden chair, says, âCome on. Is every one of you copycats gonna ask me the same thing? Itâs a joke.â One of the Jokers holds up a crowbar as the other says, âA joke? We left you with brain damage and permanent nerve pain. Physical and emotional trauma so severe that the only relief you ever find is when you inflict pain on others.â The Joker holds the crowbar by Jasonâs head. âYou and me, boyâŚ..Weâre more alike than youâd care to admit.â
ID 4: A comic page from Batman: Three Jokers #2 showing Jason Todd with no shirt on and small bandages on various parts of his arms and face. He looks at a calendar on a wall and reads the crossed out days that have physical therapy sessions written on them. He sees a stack of various healing and exercise books. The top book is titled Chronic Pain Management by Dr. D. Kresan. He picks it up. Barbara Gordon as Batgirl enters a different, dark room through a window.
ID 5: A comic page from Batman: Three Jokers #2 showing Barbara Gordon as Batgirl entering her own bedroom. She says, âJason?â She sees a book on her bed titled âChronic Pain Managementâ by Dr. D. Kresan. Jason says, âBarbara?â and walks out of the attached bathroom with only a towel around his waist. Babs says, âI figured youâd left.â Jason says, âI hope itâs okay I used the shower and IâŚI didnât mean to go through your things. The closet door was open and that book lookedâŚuseful.â Babs says, âIt was. Are you okay?â Jason has small bandages and bruises on his face as he says, âI donât think Iâve ever been okay.â Babs looks concerned. Jason continues saying, âWhat the Joker saidâŚabout how Iâve been on the path to being like them for yearsâŚtheyâre not wrong. I donât want to be like them though. I really donât. You believe that, right?â Babs says, âIâm willing to.â Then Jason says, âCan I ask you something?â
#jason todd#batfam#dc comics#red hood#batman#heroesriseandfall#disabled characters#disability representation#disabled jason todd#dc meta#lazarus pits#long post
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I have a question for Jason!
Since you use crutches, do you carry them with you when you fly? If so, how?
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Jason and patrolling post-accident.
(Sorry I took so long in this one, as you can see I may have gotten a little excited and added a bit of details)
Silent Hearts and Silent Knights
#dc#batman#batfam#robin#red hood#jason Todd#disabled jason todd#cryptid batfamily#cryptid batfam#cryptid red hood#cryptid jason todd#disabled character#Silent Hearts and Silent Knights AU#ao3fic#ao3#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#fanfic#fanfiction#archive of our own#fanfic writing#fanfic art#ask my characters#ask
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A Stoneâs Throw
Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam
Summary: The night Jason wakes up in the convalescent home, heâs accompanied by his favorite nurse (Nurse Kathy). Nurse Kathy follows her instincts and decides to foster him in the nearby city of BlĂźdhaven. Soon, her partner and roommates become Jasonâs new family despite hopes that heâll regain his memories.
Chapters: 5/?
Characters: Jason Todd, Original Characters, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Barbara Gordon
Additional Tags:Â Disabled Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne Doesnât Know Jason Todd is Alive, Angst, Fluff, Found Family, Jason Todd Has a Foster Family AU, Jason Todd Moves to BlĂźdhaven, Original Asexual Characters, Original Lesbian Characters, Amnesiac Jason Todd, âMissed Him By That Muchâ Trope, Hurt/Comfort, Resurrected Jason Todd
Chapter Five: Tale of Two K/Catherines
Sibyl brought Jason a sandwich while he studied everyone in the house. Daniel and Walter sat by the fire, and Dodie fell asleep on the couch. Everyone kept quiet, letting Jason get his bearings, but it only confused Jason more. He noticed no one else had a sandwich, so he took his, breaking it into sections, and he gave Kathy the first piece. âOh no, Blueâ.â Jason insisted. âOkay.â Kathy ate her piece and watched as Jason politely divvied it up between every person in the room. Sibyl left to make everyone another sandwich for Jasonâs sake.Â
Daniel glanced up from his sketchbook, looking at Jason, and he smiled. âBlue Eyes, look,â Daniel whispered as he showed Jason a sketch. Jason tapped his own chest, and Daniel smiled. âExactly. Iâm gonna try to draw you with a few different haircuts to figure out your look when your hair grows back.â Jason leaned forward, touching foreheads with Daniel. Dodie stirred, chuckling at the odd picture of Jason pressing his forehead to Danielâs.Â
Jason smiled as a reflex to the innocent warmth of Dodieâs laugh. He nodded, turning his face away from Daniel, toward the fire. Sibyl brought him another sandwich, and he started to break it up, and she shook her head. âNope, Blue Eyes. This one is all yours, hon. I made everyone else another sandwich. Iâll be right back with them,â Sibyl smiled. Everyone around him agreed, and he sat on a bench beside the fireplace and ate. Sibyl returned as promised.Â
Dodie touched his forehead, trying to wake himself. Then, he started on a rough sketch for the exterior of his next development project. Jason finished his sandwich quickly, and he sat perfectly still with his plate on his lap. âWho are you working with for this one, Dodie?â Kathy questioned.Â
âItâs part of a project to rebuild Gotham. Now that this whole No Manâs Land business is done with, we can move forward and start building a city worth living in. So, Iâve got this and the cape cod style houses,â Dodie answered.Â
âThe whole city?â Daniel asked.Â
Dodie grinned. âWell, no⌠And yes. Weâre all sort of drawing anything we can because of the extent of the work, and the big boss is giving projects to whoever makes the prettiest and most affordable pictures. I think itâs all a stupid game to pit everyone against each other in the office,â Dodie complained.
Kathy took Jasonâs plate to the kitchen, and he got up and followed her. âOh, sweetheart, you donât have toâ.â Jason turned the sink on and took his plate from her. He looked at her with sad eyes, gesturing for her to sit at the island. She tried to insist, but she gave in when tears started to form in his eyes. Jason washed the dishes and dried them for her. After he finished putting them away, Jason walked over and moved a stray hair from her face. He nodded at her. âYou did such a good job, Blue Eyes. Come here.â She opened her arms and embraced him.Â
Jason couldnât bear to see her at the sink for some reason. He couldnât grasp at the memory, but he felt sick to his stomach at the thought of it. Jason wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.Â
He wouldnât lose her again. No. That feels wrong. Not again. He didnât know her. He couldnât know her. But the loss felt real. Thoughts and memories mixed. Nothing recognizable or coherent came from any of it. Katherine changing IVs. Catherine sick and dying. Katherine well and working in a hospital. Catherine hooked up to IVs. His happy memories of Catherine clung to his picture of Kathy, and his upsetting ones became little more than nightmares. If he could remember his name, he could make it all into something sensible, but none of it felt real. Awake and asleep at the same time. Maybe thatâs what heâd always felt like, but⌠it wouldnât feel so wrong if that was the case.Â
Jason tried to speak, but the sound came out broken and emotional. âAaaa,â Jason vocalized. He wanted to call her Mom. âAaa. Aaaa.âÂ
âItâs alright, Blue Eyes. Weâll work on speech, but this is a good start,â Kathy reassured him. âWalterâs going to make soup tonight⌠And Iâm going to take you to look at a school tomorrow. So, you have to go to bed early.âÂ
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Dodie left shortly after dinner, and Kathy ran Jason a bath. âWell, Blue Eyes⌠Youâre all set. If you need anything, press this button,â Kathy explained as she pressed the button that hung around his neck. Her pager lit up and beeped on her belt loop. âIf you need me, push that button, and I will come and get you. It doesnât matter if it gets wet.âÂ
Jason nodded, his eyes never left her. âOkay, Blue Eyes. What do you do if you need my help? Show me,â Kathy requested. He pressed the button and her pager lit up and beeped. She kissed his forehead. âIâll leave you to it, then. Iâll be right outside if you need me.â
Kathy shut the door on her way out, and she sat by the fire watching Sibyl do her bedtime yoga. âAny chance of me getting some cat-cow out of you tonight?â Sibyl joked.Â
âOh hush,â Kathy laughed, âOnce I get Blue Eyes settled in tonight, anythingâs possible. Iâm so excited. Thisâll be our first night together. This is going to be so neat.â
âSwell,â Sibyl teased as she pressed her lips against Kathyâs cheek. âYou were right about him. Heâs a doll⌠So polite. Youâd think someone wouldâve claimed him by now⌠Unlessâ. Kathy, do you thinkâ?â
âI donât know, but Iâm taking him to the police station after school on Friday to see if they can get his dental records. And if they donât have them, Iâll try again next week in Gotham instead. I canât imagine him coming from anywhere else in Jersey,â Kathy whispered, âI should at least find out what his name is.â
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MONDAY MORNING IN BLĂDHAVEN
Kathy got up early, searching for Jason, and he was in the living room with Daniel eating oatmeal and watching TV. He was already dressed for school. âIs it good?â Daniel questioned. Jason nodded. âThank you. Do you feel better now?âÂ
Jason nodded, turning his head toward Kathy, who thought he wouldnât notice her. She waved, quietly joining them. âHi, sleepyhead. Blue Eyes woke up looking for you,â Daniel whispered.Â
âYou got him ready for school?â Kathy asked as she placed a gentle hand behind Jasonâs head. Jason leaned into her touch.Â
He didnât sleep well. He had nightmares about faceless figures with familiar forms. He finally gave up on sleep around four or five, searching for Kathy, but he found Daniel. He knocked on the door, and Daniel immediately knew something was wrong, so he stayed with Jason and did the same morning routine he used to do with Dodie. He drank his coffee while Jason finished eating. The little bit of hair on Jasonâs buzzed head felt soft against the pads of her fingers. âMhm⌠I like exercising early, so he was wonderful company,â Daniel answered.Â
âThank you, Daniel. I owe you,â Kathy replied, âBlue Eyes⌠Did you like exercising with Daniel?â Jason smiled. It felt familiar. Good familiar. Not conflicting or painfully nostalgic. Just good.
#fic#batfam#a stone's throw fic#Jason Todd#Original Characters#Bruce Wayne#Dick Grayson#Tim Drake#Barbara Gordon#Disabled Jason Todd#Bruce Wayne Doesnât Know Jason Todd is Alive#Angst#Fluff#Found Family#Jason Todd Has a Foster Family AU#Jason Todd Moves to BlĂźdhaven#Original Asexual Characters#Original Lesbian Characters#Amnesiac Jason Todd#âMissed Him By That Muchâ Trope#Hurt/Comfort#Resurrected Jason Todd
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You don't understand there's a part of me that wants Alfred Pennyworth to never age but there's another part that's like
As Alfred grows older his body grows tired and everyone notices. And for Bruce that's his surrogate father. For everyone else that's Grandpa. Immediately there's a secret boot camp in the Batcave for everyone to start learning how to better care for themselves. Selina Kyle assisting of course.
There's already disability accommodations for Barbara so they just need to tweak and add some stuff. They've learned from her needs and start researching on how to care for the elderly for Alfred specifically.
On paper he's still a butler but really everyone (who lives or stays for a long time in Wayne manor) makes sure they learn how to do the hardwork for themselves. Most of his job is just to be there for them honestly. They insist on doing things for themselves.
But Alfred is Alfred. So he knows what's going on. And he's so deeply proud of them. He doesn't let him do anything he insists he can or wants do himself. He's still his own person after all, and they gradually learn his boundaries and patterns.
Bruce keeps paying him but not in a way you'd pay a butler usually. More in a way where you'd send money to your retired parents.
Do you see my vision?
#disability#alfred pennyworth#bruce wayne#batman#selina kyle#catwoman#batfam#dick grayson#nightwing#jason todd#red hood#tim drake#red robin#cassandra cain#black bat#batgirl#oracle#barbara gordon#duke thomas#the signal#damian wayne#robin#stephanie brown#the spoiler#dc comics#batfam headcanons
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I Just (Don't) Need Help (Part 1/2)
Yandere Batfam x Disabled Female Reader
Warnings- disabled reader, manipulation, reader is in pain, very light yandere themes
Notes- The disability isnât named because I wanted to make it as inclusive as possible, although it is heavily based on my experiences because I only really know what Iâve experienced. The reader and Damien are both high school seniors, cause I said so. Reader lives alone because who needs parents?
It was the pain. That God awful pain that made you unable to eat, or sleep, or think. Everything in your body screaming at you to quit and give up, but also begging for help. In the end, however, there was nothing you could do.
You've tried, God did you try. You tried to work through it. You've tried to get help, but person after person, and doctor after doctor ignored your pain, ignored your symptoms and left you stranded in this unbearable hell.Â
You just wanted peace. You just wanted to live without this unending pain. You found it confusing how a human can constantly go through so much pain and not die from it.
You were behind in school. You've lost another job. You were so goddamn tired.Â
You pulled the phone off your in-stand. Sending a quick text to your friend Damien. You ask him if there were any important notes you missed at school and if he felt like sending you a picture of them. You let him know youâre fine, just sick, and hoping thatâll calm the quantity of texts he has sent you.
You have to be careful with him, Damien, he's easily irritated and highly intelligent. Youâve told him about your disabilities, but you try to not let the pain show. You know he knows something, because he'll press you for information on yourself and stare you down when you refuse to do certain things. He knows itâs worse than you let on, but he doesnât press like the others.
The text was only slightly changed from one you sent a few weeks ago. You didnât have the energy to write a whole new text so you copied an old one, only changing it so Damien didnât catch on and think the flare up was too bad.Â
Despite only taking a minute or so, it already took all the energy you had left in you. Throwing your phone to the side, you tried to get comfortable, and you drift right back to a restless sleep.
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A loud pounding woke you from your queasy rest. You wondered if you could slip back into that sweet dark nothingness, but with the noise being made you knew itâd be useless.
Youâd gathered all the bearings you could, and a blanket for good measure, and made your way to your front door. Before you even got there, however, it was already opening. You stood there deadpanned as Jason looks up at you from his bent position; clearly finishing picking your lock.Â
Dick smiles at you with an awkward laugh and greets you. âHeya⌠sorry for the intrusion, princess.â He chuckles nervously again. âDamien said you skipped school and stopped answering his texts and everyone got pretty worried soo, here we are!â
âYeah, okay.â You say with a sigh and go sit on your couch.
Jason and Dick share a concerned look at your exhausted form. Frowns perching on Jason's face, and a worried smile on Dicks.Â
âSooo,â Jason started. âYou feelin alright there, doll? Ya look pretty⌠bad?â He awkwardly asks you.
He and Dick sit on the couch with you while Dick quietly scolds him about telling you, you look bad. If it was for the lightness in your head youâd laugh a little at the brotherly behavior, but for now you opt to lay your head on Jason's shoulder once heâs settled on the seat.
âtâs jus a flare upâŚâ You whisper out to them.
You really didnât want to have a whole conversation. The urge to down all of the pain medicine in your cabinet comes back up. The need to just get the pain to go away. No, you didnât want to die, but you wanted the pain to stop. You wanted to be able to appreciate your friends coming over to check on you. With all the overwhelming symptoms you couldnât appreciate much.
With your eyes closed and head on Jason's shoulders, you had missed another look Jason and Dick shared. A mixture of annoyance, concern, and dark thoughts showing clearly through their eyes.
âDidnât you go to a doctor for that?â Dick asks you with an irritated tone.
âSaid he doesn believe meâŚâ You tell him. âThink I wan drugs or somethin.â
Jason scoffs loudly at this. âYouâre a drug seeker now huh?â
ââMm parently.â You reply.
Dick moves closer and rubs his hand lovingly across your back. You humm with appreciation at the action. Your exhausted form relaxes a bit more into the soft cushion. You move your head and hide it a bit more into Jason's chest.Â
âMaybe,â Dick starts softly. âYou should come stay with us for a while?â
You sigh in frustration. âAlready told you guys âm not gonna use you like that.â You state angrily. âYouâre my friens not a resource for me ta use.â
âI know, I know!â Dick defends, throwing his hands up in defense and laughing nervously. âItâs just, weâve got tons of money and can get you an actually good doctor. Yâknow one thatâll actually listen to your needs, birdie.â He explains passionately.
âBesides,â Jason chimes in. âYouâre like family, hunny. We want to help you out. And Alfred has been dyin to see ya again.â
âI donât wan toâŚâ You tell them.
Jason scoffs. âWhy not?â
This situation was too much for you right now. The pain you felt weighed you down and made it harder to hold yourself together. The little bit of poise you had was bubbling off you like melted flesh leaving you at the barest version of yourself, and that self was angry and confused.
You didnât get why every time you got sick or had a flare up they got like this. Urging you to come live with them âcause âitâs easierâ and âthey can helpâ or because âyou a kidâ and âyou shouldnât be living aloneâ. What do they know? They were adopted by a billionaire and have a huge family. They donât know what itâs like to feel the way you do. Of course some things they understand, but a lot of it seems they donât.
It was irritating for them as well. They want to help you, but you always refuse. It always ends in an argument and you push them away for a while until you forget why you were mad in the first place. It was a tiring loop that everyone was becoming sick of.
You lean forward and out of both the mens touches. âI donât know why!â You sluggishly shout. âI jus donât wan to. I donât know why itâs always a fight with you guys⌠Jst let me rest please! Iâm in pain ân all you wanna do is try and hold a conversation that we all know will only end in irritation.â You breathlessly tell them.
You stand on unsteady feet and start walking back towards your room. The stiffness and anger making you feel even worse.
Why canât they try and see things the way you do?
Of course, they were wondering the same thing. Dick stands up to follow after you. Matching glares enter the brothers eyes as they mirror your steps. Determined to not give up this time when you clearly need them.
Youâve already buried yourself in the bed by the time the two come to your doorway. Honestly you were a bit surprised when they came to sit on the edge of your bed. Well, at least Jason did. Dick crawled over and layed propped against your headboard next to you.
âOkay⌠Maybe weâve been a little too pushy.â Dick says.
âMaybe?â You ask glaring up from your covers.
He laughs at you. âOkay, okay, I get it! Weâve pushed too far⌠Itâs just- itâs just that we can get you the help you need, and itâs not like youâd be staying forever. Just long enough for you to get a proper diagnosis and medicine or whatever to make things easier.â
The change from joyful to melancholy in Dicks voice had you feeling guilty. The way he poured out his heart into people never ceased to awe you. You shift to sit up more against the headrest. Jasonâs hand found its way to your calf where it rested casually.
âYou know we donât want to force you to do anything. Weâre just so concerned for you. We know youâve been alone for so long, but you donât have to be anymore.â Dick says love shining in his eyes. âI know you think needing help makes you weak, but it doesnât, and whatâs family for but to be there for you when you are. Canât tell you how many times weâve been completely consumed by worry for you.â His brows furrowed as he explains.
âJust long enough for you to get to feelin better. Thatâs all we ask, doll.â Jason adds on.
âJus a little while? Thatâs all?â You ask hesitantly.
âJust for a little while, princess.â Dick answers.
You nod slowly and whisper an âokâ. The two men were immediately in motion packing you a bag. You sat up more and assured them you could do it yourself but they hushed you in excitement. Jason asked you if there were any specific things you wanted while Dick filled a bag with clothes.
All in all time moved swiftly as the two moved like practiced dancers. Within minutes dresses and sentimental items were pulled from their proper places placed into bags and moved out of your home. Dick picked you up despite your demands to walk and brought you to their car. The two of you were followed closely by Jason who carried the last bag of items youâd be taking with you to their homes. Claims to come back for more were made by all three of you as you left the rest behind.
It didnât take much for you to fall asleep in the back of the car. The rumbling and pain induced heaviness lulled you to sleep like a baby in a cradle. Because of your peaceful rest your arrival at the manor was kept relatively calm so as to not wake you. Bruce coming out to carry you to your new room while the other two grabbed your items. Tim checks the camera placed in the bedroom to make sure itâs operating and Alfred prepares a simple snack for you to eat once you wake up.
#batfamily#yandere batfam#platonic batfam#platonic yandere batfam#batfamily x reader#jason todd x reader#dick grayson x reader#damien wayne x reader#tim drake x reader#batman x reader#disabled reader
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It's so funny to me when I see people call Jason overly impulsive and incapable to hold back his anger issues because not only is that very untrue, but the fact that he isn't is a medical miracle. Homeboy had two severe traumatic brain injuries from direct hits to the frontal lobe in a period of his life (teenagehood and early adulthood) where the executive functions (developed in the frontal lobe) are not done developing, the classic symptomatology observed almost always in children/teenagers (and so many adults) in that case is dysexecutive syndrome which is characterized by an intolerance to frustration and impulsivity, and it happened to him twice!!! (At least, idk where the Joker hit his head so it's maybe even more) Like do you understand??! Yeah lucky him the Pit healed the first one and then it happened again!!!
I don't necessarily like RHATO #25, but it's incredibly funny to me that not only is the characterization of Jason as impulsive extremely wrong, but it is so in spite of canon events. Like if post RHATO #25 Jason suddenly became extremely impulsive and struggling majorly to control his anger, it would make sense! It would be realistic! The irony of it is wild.
#i mean dc probably wouldn't be able to get away with Batman giving Jason permanent disabilities even in scenes where it would be realistic#but it's still funny#the more i read Jason the more i think that guy has to have a meta factor#or some kind of regeneration from the â¨purple glittery reality mistâ¨#dc#jason todd#red hood#dc comics#jason todd meta#rhato 25#also give Jason quadranopsy you cowards#jason todd psychology analysis meta
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AU where Jason lived, but only barely. People know that Jason is alive, tragically injured in a villain attack, but alive. Thing is, they don't know that the second Robin is alive. Bruce tells anyone that asks, the kid is alive, but he never says he's fine because Jason isn't fine, he's traumatized and disabled and angry that he had his choice to be a vigilante taken from him, but he's clear that the kid is alive. People don't believe Bruce though, they think he's in denial, because it's clear to anyone who had ever seen the two together that Batman saw Robin as his son. It becomes common knowledge that the second Robin died, there are even conspiracy theories that he died saving Jason's life, and Batman was too distraught by this to ever really accept his death. So when Tim meets Bats, he too thinks the second Robin is dead, it's the only explanation he can think of anyways, because no new vigilante ever showed up like after the first Robin disappeared. And then Bruce takes him to the manor, and Jason is just sat on the couch, mending Dick's costume because his useless himbo older brother can't keep a costume intact for twenty minutes, and he sees Tim and he gasps all fake dramatic "You're finally letting me meet my replacement?!" And Tim goes through all the stages of grief at once as he realizes he never once even considered Jason being the second Robin, not even after he found out Batman was Bruce Wayne.
The potential, Jason loving Dick but hating him at the same time because Jason was forced into retirment and Dick gets to pick and choose when he wants to be a vigilante. Bruce realizing how few rights permanently disabled people have and deciding to fight to fix it and Jason yelling at him for not caring until it was his family being effected. Jason realizing if he ever loses Bruce's support he's totally screwed because he can't do any of what he used to to keep himself alive anymore, and breaking down because how could he possibly help the people like him when he couldn't even help himself anymore? Jason being obsessively over protective of Tim and every sidekick who comes after him because he's terrified one of them will end up like him and they're just kids they don't deserve that. Jason overworking himself because he's convinced if he just Tries Harder he can get past his disabilities, but slowly learning his new limits and accepting them. Just, permanently disabled Jason man.
#batman#jason todd#batfam#dick grayson#tim drake#disability#injury#bruce wayne#me projecting onto Jason#i'll never forget the day I realized I couldn't do the same work to feed myself anymore#and if my parents decided to stop paying for my lunch again#i would just die#that breakdown was BAD
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I admire people with disabilities that build a life of success despite their problems
Imagine the reader being Bruce and Selina's baby who suffered from baby shaken syndrome, they ended up going nearly unscathed though it ended up resulting in them growing deaf and have difficulty maneuvering theri limbs, we all know what a helicopter parent Bruce can be and how obsessive Selina is already, so reader ends up thriving despite their injuries, surgeries and even devices are used to help them, everything I monitored and taken care of UNTIL the reader takes interest in vigilante life.
And then, hells breaks loose.
#yandere#blue talks#yandere batman#yandere dc#yandere x reader#yandere batfamily#yandere jason todd#yandere dick grayson#yandere damian wayne#yandere selina kyle#yandere bruce wayne#yandere family#yandere alfred pennyworth#disabled reader#yeah
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Alright new Jason Todd headcanons in a dpxdc setting:
Danny is a "liminal" ghost, rather than a "half" ghost. He's alive and dead at the same time. (He's like Jesus Christ (in the church denomination I grew up in), fully ghost and fully human.) Danny, in human form, can go through a ghost shield, because he IS a living human.
Jason, however, is a reanimated corpse. He isn't a ghost, wouldn't have a ghost core, etc, he has a normal human system that runs ON ectoplasm. Jason CANNOT go through a ghost shield, because he is always an ectoplasmic entity. Danny can go through the Fenton Ghost Catcher and be split into a ghost and a human; if Jason went through the ghost catcher, he would straight up die.
(For my purposes I'm gonna say that Jason became an ectoplasmic entity upon his resurrection, but wasn't very stable. Dunking in the Lazarus pit stabilized his system but also poisoned his ectoplasm.)
I do think that Jason could learn certain ghost abilities if he learned to harness his ectoplasm, especially if they detoxed him off the Lazarus waters. He's probably already enhancing his stealth and strength in ways he hasn't really noticed. I think he's held back by the amount of physical matter he's lugging around, so maybe he couldn't fly, but I'm imagining temporary invisibility, or intagibility of like, a limb at a time. Maybe he can't walk through walls, but in a fight he can dodge by instinctively making the targeted part of his body intangible.
#i saw someone call jason a 'revenant' in a fanfic once and that is juicy as hell so I'm stealing that- that's what he is in this au#Jason's ectoplasm does react to other ectoplasmic entities so they can sense eachother#but for ghosts he's fucking weird because he doesn't have a core for them to resonate with or w/e#danny would probably think that he's another halfa/liminal at first but the more time they spend together the more that doesn't add up#so I know that I'm trying to give Jason ghost powers but honestly this whole thing is kind of a bum deal for him#he gets all of a ghost's weaknesses and barely any of the benefits#honestly I'm conceptualizing this as more of a disability than a superpower#discovering that youre less alive than you thought you were and you're technically just a walking talking corpse running on supernatural go#is fucked up and creepy and upsetting!#and it's something that he would have to come to terms with before he could start exploring what new opportunities it might give him#and i think that's really interesting#it's part of why I love messing with Jason in dpxdc stories so much#danny is fully ghost and fully human and he never feels like he fits in anywhere already#Jason is not quite human and not quite ghost so you can imagine how that would go for him#anyways i think they should be best friends and visit frostbite in the realms to make sure jason is healthy and also they should maybe kiss#and listen to the black parade together and talk about dying and stuff#danny fenton#jason todd#dp x dc#dpxdc#danny phantom#dc#batfam#my rambles#revenant jason todd
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Why do they deserve to win?
Joey Wilson
Jason Todd
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"This isn't a punishment. You just need to be hit in order for you to stay in line. I love you." Why is this literally from a mouth of a parent who is defending spanking their 1-year-old because the baby needs to learn consequences.
#like shut up you literally disabled your kid in order to control them#it wasn't for the kid it was for you#it was indeed punishment#not judge jury and executioner my ass#dc#anti bruce wayne#jason todd
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i see your tim has narcolepsy headcanon and i offer you this: he falls asleep during the titans tower attack and jason's just like. "well now what"
bonus points if it's one of those aus where jason has a conscious or pit madness or whatever and convinces himself tim must be horribly mistreated to start snoring while getting beat up and tim's struggling to get him to understand no dude it's a medical condition my grandpa had it
#i think in the field he'd have accommodations like some shock or chemical injection when his heart rate drops#idk i'm not a doctor nor a narcoleptic#i just think that âcreatively coping with disabilitiesâ and âcomedic miscommunicationâ are some of the best tropes#leo says shit#batfam#jason todd#tim drake#the real reason he always works with ppl (bruce dick helena jpv steph cass yj) is so someone has his back when his body checks out for a bi#his signature move is called âi feel an attack coming on so i throw myself at a bad guy with my full body weight bc i am. asleep.â
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*Casually drops random Cryptid!Jason art with no context*
But in all seriousness, Iâm going to keep Jokerâs attack in the story. And you canât tell me that Crow (Jason) wouldnât be affected, let him have physical reminders of what happened. It adds more angst and character development.
Silent Hearts and Silent Knights
#dc#batfam#batfamily#cryptid batfam#cryptid batfamily#disabled jason todd#jason todd fanart#jason todd#cryptid Jason Todd#Art#fanfic art#a03 fanfic#a03 writer#a03 fic#read on a03#Silent Hearts and Silent Knights AU
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A Stoneâs Throw
Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam
Summary: The night Jason wakes up in the convalescent home, heâs accompanied by his favorite nurse (Nurse Kathy). Nurse Kathy follows her instincts and decides to foster him in the nearby city of BlĂźdhaven. Soon, her partner and roommates become Jasonâs new family despite hopes that heâll regain his memories.
Chapters: 3/?
Characters: Jason Todd, Original Characters, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake, Barbara Gordon
Additional Tags:Â Disabled Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne Doesnât Know Jason Todd is Alive, Angst, Fluff, Found Family, Jason Todd Has a Foster Family AU, Jason Todd Moves to BlĂźdhaven, Original Asexual Characters, Original Lesbian Characters, Amnesiac Jason Todd, âMissed Him By That Muchâ Trope, Hurt/Comfort, Resurrected Jason Todd
Chapter Three: The Stepparents
Walter was a tall man, slender to the point of frailty as he organized books in a bedroom bookcase. His curly hair was gelled back and shining dark grey in the well-lit living room. His eyes dark and large, staring at the bindings to the books on the top shelf. He pushed his glasses up, warmly sighing as he cocked his head. The doorbell rang, and Walter smiled. âLover? Is that you?â Walter shouted.Â
âItâs Donnovanâ. Dodie Hines-Fletcher! You know my father!â Dodie shouted. Walter opened the door. âYouâre my fatherâs boyfriend, arenât you?âÂ
âYes, I am. Would you like a cup of coffee?â Walter asked. Dodie nodded. âYou favor him. Your eyes are almost the same. Kind of hazel-ish⌠But your hair⌠Itâs like your motherâs isnât it?âÂ
âYeah⌠Itâs a weird dark reddish brown,â Dodie answered as he looked around. âHowâd you meet my dad?âÂ
âWe met at one of his art galleries. I bought A Conversation in Sage . I thought he was interesting, but Iâ. I saw the wedding ring. We talked for a while there, and he told me the situation. I was only in town for one night, so I gave him my address, so he could mail the painting to me. He umâ. He started sending me letters. I sent some back⌠And we fell in love,â Walter answered, âWould you like to see the letters he wrote me? Theyâre lovely.âÂ
Dodie sat on a crate, politely resting his ankle on his knee. âMy father sold A Conversation in Sage when I was six years old. Youâre telling me youâve been his boyfriend for nineteen years?â Dodie questioned. Walter nodded. âAnd I donât know⌠Should I see these? Arenât theyâ?â
âYour father and I donât have a physical relationship⌠Not in that way. Weâve done nothing more than kiss, and I held his hand once in secret. Iâmâ. Well, Iâm impotent, and your father has no interest in sex,â Walter confessed. Dodieâs eyes widened as he looked away. âWould you like to see them? The letters? âÂ
âSure,â Dodie answered, âSo⌠Youâve known my dad for nineteen years, and Iâve neverâ. Did my mom know about you?âÂ
âYes⌠Iâve spoken to her several times. Iâve never met her, though,â Walter answered as he handed Dodie a stack of letters. âTheyâre in order. Thatâs the first twenty letters he sent me. He has a way with words.âÂ
Dodie opened the first envelope. â Dear Walter⌠I hope Iâm not being forward by sending this letter. Iâm afraid I find myself thinking of you without meaning to. I carry the image of you around in my spirit. The weight of your absence bears down on my soul. I long for your company. I desire nothing more than to sit beside you, passing the days. Your companionship calls to me. I fear I have nothing of substance to offer you. What I feel may seem juvenile because I am new to this. It would be enough to simply gaze into your eyes and bask in their warmth ,â Dodie read silently to himself. He smiled at Walter. He grabbed the last letter in the stack.Â
â Dearest Walter⌠It was lovely seeing you. I feel giddy every time I think of what could be. Iâm frightened that it will be too much for my heart. I paint pictures of men and women that donât resemble you but do not be mistaken. All of them are inspired by your spirit.Â
âYou are my first love. I feel alive saying that. There is nothing more exquisite than this feeling. It might even surpass the taste of food itself. You are everything I couldâve wanted in a companion. I love you. I crave you. I want to hear your laughter and wipe your tears when you cry. Walter, I look forward to the next glance. The next letter. The next earthy-smelling letter. Youâre so comforting to my spirit.Â
âThank you for loving me. Thank you for showing me that this could be possible. â
Dodie looked away, his eyes welling up with tears.Â
âGod⌠My dad loves you so much. Sorryâ. Iâ. I was so selfish. I justâ.âÂ
Walter set Dodieâs coffee mug on a crate. âYouâre his son. He didnât want his romantic affairs to be your concern. He was hesitant to mention you. Daniel wanted to protect you from any hardship that he felt his personal life mightâve introduced. You werenât selfish. You were unaware,â Walter reassured him, âAs a young man, it must be a shock.âÂ
âIt is, but Iâm getting used to it. You seem like a nice person, though. I donât know what I expected. Iâm still worried about my momâs girlfriend. Have you met her?â Dodie questioned. Walter nodded. âWhatâs your opinion of her?âÂ
âYou know Sibyl. I was shocked when I met her, but youâve probably seen her in passing. What was it like, by the way? Iâve always been curious. Your motherâs a nurse and your fatherâs an artist. What is that like? Was there any pressure to do one or the other?â Walter questioned.Â
âNo, not really. I was always an artistic kid⌠So, I naturally ended up becoming an architect,â Dodie laughed, âAnd I sell dollhouses that are replicas of peopleâs homes sometimes. Mom really enjoys that.âÂ
âOh! How did you get into making dollhouses?â Walter questioned.Â
âWhen I was little, my mom used to have this dollhouse that her grandma gave her. Whenever she had a bad day at work, sheâd sit beside it in her chair, and open it up. I used to climb into her lap, and sheâd guide my fingers over the finer details, telling me stories about dollhouses being piggy banks for memories. Bad and good, â Dodie answered, âAnd it stuck. I learned how to make birdhouses, then I learned how to build regular dollhouses. I kept doing more and more until I was making miniature houses.âÂ
âThatâs amazing. Iâd like to see some of your work someday,â Walter smiled. A woman entered the house, grunting as she set grocery bags on the ground. Walter held a finger up as he went to meet her in the family room.
âDodieâs here. You should introduce yourself,â Walter whispered.Â
âIs he upset?â she whispered.Â
âNo, heâs a lovely kid. Go on. Iâll get the groceries,â Walter replied.Â
The woman stepped into the family room, taking off her powder blue heels and walking toward the young man. Her silvery curls were pulled back into a ponytail. The woman was buxom and older, but not so old that he didnât recognize her face. âHi, Deanie. Do you remember me at all?â she asked. Her voice was so sweet, it immediately sent Dodie back to his childhood. âYou didnât know me as Sibyl. I think you knew me asâ.â
âMs. Graves⌠This one is a littleâ. My dadâ. Weâ. You were the model for my dadâs photography phase. Mom never spoke to you. Not once. I wouldâve remembered. I practically lived in Dadâs art studio back then,â Dodie stated. He squinted as he tried to remember a time when his mother and Sibyl couldâve met.
âDodie, I used to invite your mom for dinner when you and Daniel went to the movies,â Sibyl replied, âWe were very discreet⌠The furniture people are on their way. So, weâll have a couch in a little bit. Are you staying for dinner? Kathy said sheâs going to cook.â Dodie nodded.
#fic#a stone's throw fic#batfam#Jason Todd#Original Characters#Bruce Wayne#Dick Grayson#Tim Drake#Barbara Gordon#Disabled Jason Todd#Bruce Wayne Doesnât Know Jason Todd is Alive#Angst#Fluff#Found Family#Jason Todd Has a Foster Family AU#Jason Todd Moves to BlĂźdhaven#Original Asexual Characters#Original Lesbian Characters#Amnesiac Jason Todd#âMissed Him By That Muchâ Trope#Hurt/Comfort#Resurrected Jason Todd
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Neck of the Woods
Note; reader is alluded to having problems walking in that sometimes they can and sometimes they can't
Gn! Reader
Reader who invites Jason out to their neck of the woods for a hike. Nothing too strenuous for the vigilante as they're really just going to the nearby park. But with all the connected trails, it's a pretty good workout, all things considered.
To Jason, there's such a stark contrast between the parks in Gotham and this one. There's both less population and less walk-ability where Reader lives. In Gotham, even the parks are crowded. But here, there's barely anyone except the regular walkers.
He doesn't know how to feel about it. Relaxed in the sense that he feels like there's more room to breathe. But with how secluded the area is, he feels more on edge. Reader picks up on this, links their hands together. If it's too hot, only the pinkies.
Reader who quickly becomes confused when every walker they cross paths with starts to avoid them. Instead, speeding up their pace. Blatantly ignoring the greeting they give. Looking back at Jason, they realize he's taken to being their scary dog privilege.
Squared shoulders, straight mean mugging. Easily carrying Reader's bag that holds a few water bottles mixed with some juice packet, a pair of headphones, walking poles, and a hoodie if it gets cold/rains.
Seeing how tired they are afterwards, Jason helps them into the car. Glad that his travels made him have to use one of the bat-cars instead of his motorcycle. Speeding 20 miles over the speed limit even down the back roads.
The tracker on it makes the other bat siblings worry. 'What is Jason up to? Why is he in the middle of bumfuck nowhere?' Tim asks, confused as to why Bruce isn't furious, assuming Jason had stolen said car. 'He's with Reader, they're cute together,' comes Cassandra's response.
'I know you want to sleep, but let's get you showered and then we can go to bed,' His voice is low and sweet as he gently guides them to the bathroom. Sitting Reader on the counter while he goes to grab a change of clothes for the two of them.
'Lift your arms up for me, bub.' He instructs after undressing their lower half. Having messaged the muscles as he went. 'Thank you. Think you're gonna need the shower chair?' asking once he's removed their shirt. 'Can't you just hold me up?'
'I'll take that as a yes.' Jason circumvents the question because yes, he could hold him up with the amount of muscles he had but didn't want to hurt them. Knowing if their legs fully gave out, he could risk a dragging related injury.
With the chair set up, he picks them up, settling them down in it. Keeping the door open as he goes through their routine. The water cascades over the sleeves of his shirt. Not that he cares. 'You're all wet.'
'That I am, hun.' He remarks, patting them dry with a towel. Glad they're still talking to him. Pulling the sweatpants up their legs and a hoodie of his over their torso.
Picking them up into a bridal carry, lightly flopping them on the bed. Even with their fish legs, Jason doesn't treat them like they're made of glass. Aware that they'd been able to get through life by themselves just fine this far. But he'll always be there to try and make life a little easier for them.
'Get some sleep hun, I'll wake you up around dinner time.' Plugging in an electric blanket to place along the back of their knees with the duvet on top. Going to his side, Jason's quick to take his spot as the big spoon.
#dcu#dc universe#batman series#jason todd#red hood#jason todd x reader#red hood x reader#x gn reader#x gender neutral reader#disabled reader#disabled! reader
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Team âCatherine Todd deserves the world and a nuanced limited series that explores poverty and the broken American healthcare systemâ
#my art#catherine todd#jason todd#baby jason protection squad#back at it again with my catherine n baby jason content#Batman#bruce wayne#like I like to think that Catherine also had a chronic illness/disability as well and#because of how awful the healthcare system is couldnât manage her symptoms well since post 18 didnât have insurance consistently#and as she got older and sicker she couldnât get on disability while married#and may not have gotten on Medicare or some other program a couple months before dying#like sheâs got a kid to take care of she HAD to make money#Jason was her priority and maybe she wasnât perfect but she loved him damnit#I have a lot of feelings about Catherine Todd ok???#dc comics
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