#Jason Todd dog
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nuletena · 5 months ago
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Day 5 - Rock/Cave/Mount
To mount, huh?
Weasel Tim mounted one busy member of BatFamily
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skylie-spiderlillis · 1 year ago
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The urge to adopt several pets and name them after the Batfamily pets (specifically the animals that are the same like the comics, creating the characters in real life) is so strong.
Unfortunately, I don't think I'll ever find a dragon bat to call him Goliath :(
I want Goliath so bad.
Also forget naming your human kids after characters, I plan to name my pets after fictional characters.
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fckbatmanhiskidsareminenow · 4 months ago
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batfam meets the JL but it’s just the bat kids breaking into the watch tower during a debriefing or meeting to ask bruce the most mundane questions. they go about it like they’re interns that need to speak to the CEO during a board meeting. they walk over waving their hands and mouthing “i’m so sorry just need to ask batman something 😬” and then they lean over to bruce and ask something like “alfred wants to know if you’re gonna be home for dinner” and then they dip.
one of them started this when bruce didn’t answer their texts (it was probably tim or something) and now everyone does it.
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ky-landfill · 2 months ago
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bluejayscrying · 5 months ago
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JASON GETS AN EMOTIONAL SUPPORT DOG
i get there have been a few dogs in the batman years, but i feel like Jason deserves his own.
He names it something pretty basic like Rusty or Max but the best bit is that like Jason, a streak of the dog's shaggy hair is white and he has his own red jumper to keep him warm because Jason might be a murderer but he's not a villain goddamnit!
Jason completely forgets to mention he got a dog, so the entire batfam is under the impression Jason either got a very clingy boyfriend, or it was a codeword for something else. Either way, they were too baffled to question it.
Jason, after patrol: sorry guys, I can't go back to the cave...yeah Max is waiting for me and I don't think I can resist his cute face
Tim and Duke: ahahaha yeah...*what the fuckkkk*
Or
Jason, on the phone to Stephanie: That's cool, anyways- MAX NO!! get away Jesus he keeps getting his face in my crotch so annoying...anyways-
Steph, slightly traumatised: uhm..haha
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icantseepurple · 9 months ago
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Late night thought.
You know how when you need to put a cat down you can kinda just gentle toss them. And that sometimes people who are use to holding cats then hold a dog and forget that you can't really do the same thing for them. So they end up just throwing a dog. I would like to imagine that was what it was like for Bruce to go from having Dick as a child to Jason.
Bruce main experience with children would be this little acrobat who would just jump/flip out of his arms and honestly enjoyed the extra momentum of the toss when being put down. So that's just how he is use to releasing kids when carrying them. But then he has Jason, and is holding him and they have a cute moment, but then by instinct he throws Jason, and Jason just thumps to the ground. And both of them are staring at each other with confusion.
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demonic0angel · 9 days ago
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More Pet AU (click for clarity)
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Or what if the Phantom siblings were cursed into pets and the Batkids found them.
Jazz is a borzoi/Russian wolfhound, Dan is a Turkish boz shepherd, Danny is a Turkish angora, and Dani is a calico cat. When the Dannies transform, Dan’s colors get inverted, Danny is a tuxedo cat, and Dani’s fur turns full black.
Inspiration:
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tiger-grace · 27 days ago
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Bruce: Okay, Damian. You need to promise to be good for the Doctor, they’re not an enemy in disguise trying to administer poison. We’ve known her for years.
Damian: The clinic is by crime alley! She most certainly owns several firearms that she could use as soon as I’m incapacitated!
Jason, raising his pistol: Firearms?
Bruce: No, Jason, no guns. We’ve spoken about this.
Damian: Anyone could be a part of a test from my grandfather! We need to be prepared!
Bruce: It’s just a vaccine shot!
Jason, very slowly raising his pistol: ..Shot?
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mocking-the-bird · 2 months ago
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Dick is no bark no bite dog
Jason is all bark no bite dog
Tim is no bark all bite dog
Damian is all bark all bite dog
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heylosers06 · 3 months ago
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The best thing I’ve ever done ngl it’s so funny
I totally need to draw wiggles next
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nuletena · 5 months ago
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Day 6 - Bark/Sap/Wood
Well
If I remembered it correctly
So… To bark
And now we’ve got shepherd Jason!
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duckysprouts · 4 months ago
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big brother, season 2 episode 1, part 2/2
bruce makes his first appearance… with a cameo
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erinwantstowrite · 1 month ago
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jaybin bear cub,,,,
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i literally couldn't stop myself from doodling this
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kittykatninja321 · 4 months ago
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Love this image. Babygirl you are so feral dog coded
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merletka · 6 months ago
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Sometimes I think about Beast World Jason.... Would he get along with Damian better in his doggo form?
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fir3flytv · 7 months ago
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JASON TODD didn't want a dog. He lived in an apartment with you, with one bedroom, a tiny kitchen and a living room that looked like the furniture decorated in it would fall apart at any moment.
But one day, he comes home to you, sleeping in your bed with a little bull mastiff puppy on his side of the bed. He stares at the dog for a few moments, before going to take off his Red Hood outfit, as though that would make the situation disappear. When he comes back, the dog was still there. Of course.
Gently, Jason shakes you awake, giving you a pointed look. "Got anything you want to share with me, babe?" He asks, eyes trailing down to the dog, still asleep on the bed. A sheepish smile crosses your face. "I can explain?" You say, though it comes out more like a question. "I was volunteering at the animal shelter and found him. He didn't like being with the other dogs in cage but they didn't have enough space to isolate him." "So you thought the best plan was to bring home a dog that can grow to be 150 pounds?" I scoffs lightly. "No, no! I'm fostering him. Just for a little bit," You say quickly. "I thought since he's still a puppy he would be adopted quickly, right? So we won't have to make space for when he gets that big." Jason lets out a soft sigh and pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before speaking again. "You're too good," He murmurs softly. You smile up at him and return the kiss onto his cheek. After a few moments, Jason clears his throat and looks down at the puppy, still sprawled out onto his side of the bed. "So where am I going to sleep?" ... JASON TODD sucks at being a foster. He's terrible, horrible, even. If you were to look up 'How to not foster a dog', they would just show his face. It wasn't that he neglected the dog. He could never. He took him out on runs, fed him good food, washed him, played with him. Everything a dog owner could do. No, the reason Jason was so bad was because his first ever foster dog turned out to be a foster failure. Every time someone came by interested in adopting the puppy, Jason would be in your ear, whispering to you that it didn't seem like they knew what they were doing, or that the puppy wouldn't like living with them. Every. Single. Time.
It wasn't till the three month mark of fostering the pup, having moved to a more spacious apartment, that Jason popped the question.
"You know," He starts suddenly while the two of you were on the couch, eating Chinese take out with the dog resting on the floor nearby. "No one here seems to be right for Buster." Buster, his name for the dog. He's used it so much he actually started responding to it. "There's someone, I'm sure," You counter, taking a bite of your food. "I know there is," Jason counters. Just as you open your mouth to tell him that makes no sense, he cuts you off. "Us. We're right for Buster." "Think," He says, reaching out to grip your hand. "For three months, we've had him, we've moved with him. He has his spot in the bed, we've worked him into our schedule. He's happy. Why ruin that?" "So you want to adopt him?" You ask, making sure you understood just exactly what he was saying. It felt too good to be true. "Yeah, I do," He says with a small smile. As soon as he finishes speaking you practically lung at him, tackling him into a hug while whispering small 'thank you's. The action makes Buster jump up and want to join in on whatever is going on, leaping onto the couch and sniffing at the two of you, his massive head bumping you both. In that moment, Jason knew he made the right choice. This felt right. It felt good. It felt like home. You, him, and your giant dog.
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