#Jason Todd is a Father

[bluejaysandblackbats]

To Touch Fate

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: Jason attempts to settle down in Southern Italy and live a civilian life.

Chapters: 15/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Original Character(s), Bruce Wayne, Terry McGinnis, Matt McGinnis

Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Angst, Jason Todd-centric, Jason Todd is a Father, Terry McGinnis is Batman, Retirement, Future Fic, Major Original Character(s)

Chapter Fifteen: Afterschool

The twins and Dario returned home without Domenico. Jason was out with Claudia, and Noemi was fast asleep, so Angelo was the only one awake to notice. “Kitty, where’s Dom?” Angelo asked. Katerina ran to her room, and Cecelia followed closely behind. Dario tried to run, and Angelo caught him. “Oh no, you don’t. Where’s Domonic?” 

Dario frowned. “He’s at your school,” Dario whispered. Angelo set Dario down before slipping on a jacket and shoes. “Where are you going?” 

“To get our brother. You stay here and wait for Papá. Don’t tell him where we went… No matter what, scricciolo. Can I trust you?” Angelo asked. Dario didn’t answer. “What am I saying? Dario, wash your hands and eat a popsicle.” Dario nodded and let Angelo leave. He ran down the street and past the gym until he reached his school. 

Angelo stopped, leaning over and struggling for air while he looked for Domenico, and listened until he heard the sound of a struggle behind the gym. “Domenico—!” The older boy swung and hit Domenico in the nose, and Domenico staggered back, wiping the tears from his eyes. 

“Go home!” Domenico shouted as he stood across from his opponent. The other boy stood nearly a foot taller than him. “Go home!” Domenico wiped the blood from his nose. 

“Stop it! What are you trying to prove by fighting him?” Angelo screamed despite his hoarse voice. “Nico, don’t touch him! It’s me that you have a problem with!” 

Nico tried to take advantage of Angelo’s presence to strike Domenico in the face with his fist. Domenico stumbled backward, and Angelo moved forward until Domenico shook his head. “Are you going to throw a punch, or what?” Nico asked. Domenico shook his head at Angelo, and in the same breath, he punched the boy as hard as he could in the stomach and throat, climbed up the gate, and jumped on his back. Domenico wrapped his legs around Nico’s neck until the older boy dropped.

“Dom, that’s enough!” Angelo screamed. Domenico got off Nico’s shoulders and punched him out. Angelo grabbed Domenico, who leaned on him for support. “Are you okay? Let’s get out of here.” 

Angelo picked Domenico up and carried him to a bench near Giorgio’s. Angelo looked into Domenico’s eyes. “Are you alright?” Angelo questioned. 

“Why do you care?” Domenico mumbled. 

“Dom, I didn’t mean—. I did mean it, but I didn’t mean to hurt you when I said it—.” 

“You did… And I do understand. You don’t think I get it?” Domenico snapped.

Angelo frowned. “Is that why you beat Nico up?” Angelo asked. Domenico shrugged as he wiped tears from his eyes. Angelo carried him home, and Jason swung the door open and took Domenico from Angelo. 

“Dom! What happened to your face?” Jason asked as he sat on the couch. Angelo grabbed the first aid kit, shining a light in Domenico’s eyes. “What happened?” 

“I got in a fight,” Domenico mumbled. He bowed his head. 

Noemi gasped when she saw Domenico and held his face in her hands. “ My poor baby! What happened to you ?” Noemi asked. 

“I got in a fight at Angelo’s school,” Domenico answered. 

“With a—? Did you win?” Noemi asked. 

“Mia amata!” Jason exclaimed. “Did you?” Domenico nodded. 

Noemi smiled with sad eyes. “Who was it?” Noemi asked.

“Nico,” Domenico answered. Jason and Noemi exchanged glances before laughing. Angelo sat on the coffee table across from Domenico and cleaned his face. 

“No more fighting kids twice your size. Okay? We’re gonna let this one slide,” Noemi replied. Jason nodded in agreeance. 

“Nothing’s broken… I’ve never seen you move so fast. You’re gonna have to show me how to do that,” Angelo whispered. Domenico laughed before bursting into tears. Angelo hugged him. “Dom, you’re the best. I know I don’t tell you that enough. I’m sorry.” Jason and Noemi slipped away to let them talk. 

Domenico sobbed as he held onto Angelo. “I wanted to hurt him because he hurt you,” Domenico cried, “I’m sorry. I just—. I want you to like me again.” He gasped in between sobs, and Angelo rubbed his back. 

“I never stopped liking you. You’re my little brother. I wouldn’t be me without you… And now I owe you because I can tell everyone at school that Nico got beat up by a little kid,” Angelo chuckled. Domenico looked at Angelo with tears in his eyes and laughed. “You’re the best.” Angelo took the ice pack and held it to Domenico’s eye. 

“My head hurts,” Domenico whispered. 

“Mine too… Are you hungry?” Angelo asked. Domenico nodded. “papá brought home some melon gazpacho. I’ll make you a bowl.” 

Domenico nodded. “I had to take those punches, so it’d look like a normal fight,” Domenico explained, “I want you to know I’d never let a guy like that beat me up. I don’t care how big he is.” 

Angelo laughed. “You’re too smart for your own good. Are you sure you don’t want to go to school with me?” Angelo asked. Domenico laughed, shaking his head. 

“Too much science. I’d be bored,” Domenico replied. Angelo stuck his tongue out at his brother. “Angelo?” Angelo took a ladle and spooned gazpacho into two bowls. 

“When I get better, you can do your homework in my room like you used to,” Angelo whispered. Domenico smiled. Dario entered the living room with a popsicle and started crying once he saw Domenico’s face. 

“Come here, topino,” Domenico whispered, reaching for Dario. He scooped his younger brother up and squeezed him. “I won.” Dario frowned as he kissed Domenico’s cheek. “How are you today?” 

“Papá gave me an extra popsicle. I talked to a girl in my class. She made me a paper frog,” Dario whispered. 

Domenico kissed his cheek. “Topino! I’m so proud of you! Tell big brother,” Domenico replied. Dario let Domenico hold his paper frog as he hopped off Domenico’s lap. 

While Dario was distracted, Domenico crept to the twins’ room. “I lived,” Domenico joked. Cecelia crossed her arms. 

“You’re going to get in trouble,” Cecelia muttered as she turned up her nose. 

Katerina ran to him and punched his shoulder. “Oww! I used that flying triangle thing you taught me,” Domenico answered. 

“Did you win?” Katerina asked. 

“Kitty! Dom’s about to get in trouble, and that’s all you care about?” Cecelia questioned. 

“Did you get enough momentum on your jump?” Katerina questioned. Domenico nodded. 

“I won… And I didn’t get in trouble,” Domenico replied as he tapped Cecelia’s nose. “Don’t be mad at me.” 

Jason knocked on the bedroom door. “Showers and homework,” Jason reminded softly. Cecelia high-fived Jason and took her pajamas to the bathroom. “Thank you, Sheils.” 

“No problem, Papá,” Cecelia answered.

“And stop teaching your brother how to kill people. I hear everything,” Jason whispered before kissing her cheek. “Also, thank you for giving Claudia something to do today… And no more fights. They’ll start noticing that you kids can do more than just box.” Domenico nodded. “You okay?” 

“Uh-huh…” Jason gestured with a tilt of his head for Domenico to follow him. They sat in Domenico and Dario’s room on the floor. Jason pulled at one of Domenico’s curls. “Papá, I’m okay—.”

“You don’t have to prove that you are who you are… Not to me… Not to anyone. Do you understand?” Jason asked. 

“Yes, Papá… But—. Well, how will—? I don’t want to be different—.”

“You’re not. You look like me, fight like Katerina, act like Mamma… And you’re responsible like Angelo. If anyone knew you, they’d see that you’re the same as your siblings in all the ways that matter,” Jason whispered. He lifted Domenico’s chin with his knuckle and smiled. “Your brothers and sisters are crazy about you. Mamma and I adore you… You want a hug, don’t you?” Domenico nodded. 

Jason pulled him into his arms and took a deep breath. “I love you, Papá,” Domenico whispered. 

“You’re so much like me… It’s scary. Do you know that? I want you to be better than me, though,” Jason replied. 

“I can’t do that—.” 

“That’s where you’re wrong. You can do anything,” Jason smiled.

[itsdabatt]

when your crime lord son has glow in the dark eyes

[everwalldigan]

I love the idea of all the robins kinda being clones of each other with just a few differences and a concussed Bruce not being able to tell who he’s squinting at so he just says generic statements and avoids saying any names

Bruce (sitting at the breakfast table): so… how’s the weather�� dick?

Jason (grinning): you do know I’m gonna hold this against you for like, the next 2 months right

Bruce: (groans into his hands)

Bruce (walking into the living room): hey have you read through the files I gave you yesterday?

Dick: (confused cause he took a day off to surprise Bruce) ?

Bruce: so?

Dick: er… no?

Bruce: Dick?? What are you doing here?

Bruce (walks into the kitchen with a fresh concussion): Jason? I thought you were on a mission with the outlaws?

Tim: (frozen through mid fridge raid, having assumed they were past Bruce calling him Jason since yk. He’s a shit brickhouse now and Tim is, well, obviously not): uh?

Bruce: *turns around and leaves*

Bruce: Oh hey Cass, when did you arrive from Babs’?

Damian: (slowly turns around in the black hoodie he’s wearing) we’re not even the same gender

Bruce: (under his breath) yeah but the same height

[bruciemilf]

Something something violence has always been the primary love language for Waynes, something something.

It breaks me that Bruce loves Jason so deeply, and Jason is so completely unaware of it. He comes to the conclusion that love is religion. You have to see to believe.

I’m just thinking about Jason watching evidence of how wrecked Bruce is after his death. He stalks Batman, always, tracks down every movement and breath. He waits for the perfect moment to shoot.

Your father only dies once, after all.

That moment, mysteriously, doesn’t come.

Jason’s never been scared of Bruce. Fear, to him, is darkness and cold and a bleach white face laughing at him. Fear of Bruce not being there at all. That’s fear.

I need a scene where Jason, — Red Hood, — watches Batman pin down a mugger.

He doesn’t know what that man says. Something about getting on him for not being there when Wayne’s boy got killed.

He’s never been scared of Bruce.

But when he punches that man, over and over and over, when his throat makes those horrible sounds of gasping effort, animal and feral, he’s afraid. Afraid Bruce won’t stop.

He’s about to jump in when another, smaller pair of feet runs up to the scene and Jesus Christ that’s a kid — A kid wearing Jason’s old uniform. Wrapping his arms around Batman’s and clinging.

The man on the ground is motionless. If he didn’t blink, Jason wouldn’t know there was a face anymore.

But that’s not the worst part.

The worst part is Bruce crying. Gasping, punched out noises, his hands drenched with red, squeezing the kid so close to him.

“My baby. Oh my baby.”

[dcobsessionfunnel]

POV: You work the night shift at a bat burger‘s

[hehether]

Reverse! AU where most of them don't have no killing code, and Jason is a priest 🧍‍♂️

Vampire king Dick's dad was Edward Cullen Battinson trust me

[aingeal98]

Ultimately the resolution of Jason and Cass fights comes down to the fact that while he has his own ideals that don't mesh with the bats, Jason can be flexible. DC skipped the whole reconciliation with the family but while he's willing to kill it's generally a means to an end to him, not the whole entire point unless you're talking about Joker. Meanwhile for Cass the question of killing vs not killing is dead serious to her which means any time they're working together and things start going off track it's like:

Jason: Look if we kill this guy we send a message to his boss which makes it easier for us to negotiate with him from a position of power and I just think that-

Cass, snatching one of his guns and pointing it at her own head: Go on, pull the trigger. Kill him. Kill me. Go tell Batman that you let his daughter die to make a negotiation easier. He already let you die so no problem right? You think we should die? You think our life only worthwhile as part of a plan, just because we're killers? Are we doomed? Are we rotten to the core with no hope of redemption? Go on then, kill us and kill part of your soul alongside it. You clearly don't care for it so why are you even trying? Kill yourself along with us, come on Jason let's all just die right?

Jason, slowly backing away: I think you may be projecting a tiny bit so just. Calm down before I call the suicide hotline please.

Cass, slowly lowering the gun and knocking the random henchman unconscious: Yeah that's what I thought, fucking pussy.

Jason: Mm yeah you know what I hate you actually. Fuck this mission I'll just shoot you right now if you're going to be this annoying about it.

Jason, explaining things later to Dick: So I just kept shooting at her until I ran out of bullets and we both calmed down enough to call a truce. We tracked the guy down and didn't kill anyone but I did blow up the batplane just as a last minute screw you. Is she always this uh... intense?

Dick: Yeah, one time I broke up with Barbara and she threw me out a window. She's just like that.

[yrkhn]

i feel bad so im gonna post this shi from23(?)

explanation:

1. Bruce tries to reconnect with Jason. This comes a couple of years after Jason's return and a lot of events afterward. During another family holiday, Bruce finds Jason alone outside the manor and the one-sided conversation happens, during which Bruce says those words. Anger and resentment prevent Jason from answering anything.

2. Years later and AFTER ETHIOPIA (you know... this Damien arc). Bruce screwed up. Jason hated him for it, a lot happened and after a long time and a showdown they came to peace. Jason can see how tired Bruce is and he knows every word Bruce is going to say to him, he knows it all by heart. So one day, after another fight, Jason just says THIS back to him.

He hadn't said that since he was the kid Bruce carried in his arms. And they both know it.

That's it. :3

sorry my english is bad i know i just wanted to share this with you

[frownyalfred]

Jason: so I forgot about Father’s Day

Bruce:

Jason: okay, I didn’t forget about it. I didn’t know what to get you. but then it suddenly came to me, so.

Jason: *places large, bloodstained bag of broken computer parts on table*

Bruce: are those—

Jason: —the hard drives from the Russian case you’re working on? yeah. it took me a couple days, but I managed to get all of them. I know you were having trouble tracking them all down.

Bruce:

[lotus-lost-n-found]

Some Batfam Headcanons because the brain never stops;

Jason hates being called "Bruce's Son". But he hates it more when hes called "One of Wayne's Orphans/Wayne's child" because fuck you I'm his son-! wait no--

With the exception of Damian, they rarely refer to Bruce as "Dad/Father". Either it didn't occur to them/didn't see the need to/thought it would be strange. But when Dick/Jason/Tim/Cass are tired or injured it might slip out. And Bruce might just crumble a bit at it

Doesn't mean they don't say it to their siblings when Bruce is out of Earshot.

"Dad said you couldn't." "What do you mean Dad said I couldn't use that mug? It's my mug!" "You snooze you lose Timmy Boy-" "Jason don't be an asshole-"

That being said Bruce says "son/daughter/child" at every available opportunity he can after he knows that they have acclimated enough that they wouldn't be uncomfortable/know they can tell Bruce that they don't want to be called that.

First time Bruce called Dick "son" in a way that meant "You are my kid" and not in a "This police officer just called me son with a brow furrow" way Dick grinned and carried on with the conversation. Later he wondered if his dad wouldn't like someone else calling him Son; but Dick thinks about the life he was given because of Bruce and thinks maybe his dad wouldn't mind.

Calling Jason "son" is a hit or miss situation, even before he died. The first time it happened he was confused, he didnt think that was the relationship they had and it made everything change for him. He got frustrated--not angry--with himself and Bruce at this sudden emotional turmoil. Wasn't he just the kid Bruce picked up in an alleyway? Wasn't he just some street rat in bright Robin clothing? (He lets himself believe that he can be Bruce's son. If for only a little while).

Tim cries after Bruce is out of earshot, it would've been a year or so after his parents died and he was adopted. He didn't think he could have been wanted like that again. Even if you think the Drake's had A+ Parenting or not, I don't think he would have gotten a lot of confirmation of being wanted otherwise.

Cass smiles, emotions carefully concealed under her expression. She's grateful she found Bruce and he doesn't mention it if she leans a bit closer in a request for closeness.

Damian doesn't expect anything less, he only appears satisfied. But also relieved that he has gotten the confirmation that yes, Bruce wants and accepts him.

EDIT 10/11; hiii, i have added Duke, Steph & a Bonus in a reblog you can find on the same blog under my 'batfamily headcanons' / 'sore rambles' tag. have fun :)

[bluejaysandblackbats]

To Touch Fate

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: Jason attempts to settle down in Southern Italy and live a civilian life.

Chapters: 24/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Original Character(s), Bruce Wayne, Terry McGinnis, Matt McGinnis

Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Angst, Jason Todd-centric, Jason Todd is a Father, Terry McGinnis is Batman, Retirement, Future Fic, Major Original Character(s)

Chapter Twenty-Four: Memory

Jason discreetly took Katerina, Domenico, and Angelo straight home. “We’re leaving the country by boat at the end of the school year. Six weeks. I need the three of you to spend that time studying, training in the gym, and loading the boat with supplies. I want you to pack like we’re going on a trip, but I don’t know how long we’ll be gone. Pack Sheila, Darius, and Claudia’s things. Do it quickly before they come home, and meet me at the car,” Jason explained.

Domenico left the room immediately without complaint. Katerina and Angelo complained about the abrupt choice until Jason raised a finger to his lips. “We might not have to leave… If we go, it’ll only be until it’s safe to return,” Jason explained, “I don’t wanna be away from home any longer than we have to.”

Angelo and Katerina left, quietly obeying Jason’s gentle command. Once they finished packing, Jason helped them load their bags into the car. He drove them to the docks, leading the children to the boat. They hid their bags below deck. Domenico’s phone rang. “Go ahead. It’s okay. We’re done for today,” Jason whispered, “We’ll wait in the car.” 

** 

Noemi went to the gym with Jason to spar. Noemi practiced throwing punches, and Jason playfully caught her wrist. “Giasone,” Noemi laughed. She looked into his eyes. 

“I want you,” Jason whispered. Noemi grinned. 

“You want me?” Noemi whispered. Jason nodded, releasing her wrist and dropping to his knees. “Focus, Giasone.” 

“I can’t,” Jason mumbled as he nuzzled against her open hand. Noemi lifted his chin. 

Jason chuckled, reaching underneath her sweatshirt. He stood over her, resting his chin atop her head. “What’s on your mind?” Noemi asked. Jason frowned. “I knew it. What is it?” 

“The children are upset… Rightfully, so. What if we have to uproot them? This has been our home for twenty-two years… Twenty-six years for you. Are you mad at me?” Jason questioned. Noemi held his face in her hands, turning his face toward hers. She clicked her tongue and stood on her tiptoes until he softened. 

“ You are home. This is simply a place we occupy together. My memories and my life… my children and my heart… They’re with you,” Noemi reassured him, “You worry so much. The children are young. This is what they know… But nothing has to change. You haven’t changed. I haven’t changed. They’ll be alright.” Jason took her hand, kissing her palm. 

“They’ll listen to you. You’ve always been gentler with words—.”

“You know… There’s one person who understands. I think he wants you to speak to him first. He’s desperately seeking your approval,” Noemi whispered. Jason furrowed his brows. 

“Dom? But he knows—?” 

“Don’t assume he knows anything. Talk to him and ask,” Noemi replied, “And I’ll talk to the others.”

**

Jason took Domenico on the train to visit Bari. “ Papá, what’s the matter ?” Domenico asked. 

“ We haven’t had a day alone in a long time… You never complain. You just—. I love you, Dom, ” Jason smiled. 

“I love you, too… But you didn’t tell me where we’re going,” Domenico replied.

“You used to like surprises, Dom. I think you’ll like this one… I want to reward you for how patient you’ve been with me,” Jason whispered. He messed up Domenico’s hair. “You are such a wonderful picture of what I could’ve been. I admire everything about you… And I—. I want your joy to be endless. I assumed you knew that, but I—. I should say it. Shouldn’t I?” 

Domenico smiled with tears in his eyes and nodded. “What’s this all about, Papá?” Domenico asked. 

“Emi brought it to my attention that I don’t tell you I’m proud of you. Monello, I’m always proud of you. You’re strong, you’re kind, you’re loyal… And you’re the most patient kid I’ve got. I’m proud of all of you for so many reasons. I should say it more. I know I needed to hear it when I was young,” Jason replied. Domenico hugged him. 

“Stop. I don’t want to cry on the train,” Domenico laughed. Jason smiled as he wrapped his arms around his son. The train stopped, and they got a ride to the stables. Domenico lit up when he heard Jason say it. 

“I thought it’d be fun… We haven’t gone horseback riding in a long time,” Jason whispered, “Text Emi and tell her we’ll be home late.” 

Domenico obeyed. “Do you remember when you took me to the stables for the first time? It was magic,” Domenico whispered. Jason’s mind drifted to a memory, and he smiled with sad eyes. “Are you remembering something?”

“Yeah, but I’m not sad. I—? You make me remember what it felt like to be a kid,” Jason whispered, “Every time one of you kids gets to sixteen I take a breath. It’s a relief for me. You’re all babies to me. It doesn’t matter how old you all get, you’re all babies. My babies.”

Domenico showed Jason a picture. “I took this picture of you the last time we went. Here,” Domenico whispered as he gave Jason his phone. It was a picture of Jason on horseback with the sun behind him. “You’re my hero, Papá.” 

Jason shed a tear and took a breath. “Stop… You’re gonna make me cry in the car,” Jason laughed. 

** 

Meanwhile, Noemi entertained Claudia and Dario by putting clay masks on their faces. “ Could I interest either of you in some pasticciotti? ” Noemi offered. 

“ Mamma? Can we have milk with it, too, please? ” Claudia questioned. Noemi adjusted Claudia’s cotton headscarf, making sure she didn’t get clay in her hair. 

Dario tugged on Noemi's dress. “ Mamma, aren’t you tired? ” Dario questioned. Noemi shook her head. 

“ I love doing this. You’re the only two that sit long enough to let me pamper you. Relax. I’ll bring your milk and pasticciotti. Stay put, ” Noemi grinned. She walked to the kitchen and put two pastries on a plate and poured two glasses of milk. She fed them with a fork and knife before the timer went off. “ If you’ll excuse me, I need to wash your masks off. ” Noemi carefully washed Claudia’s face before Dario’s, and she applied a few small droplets of oil to their faces. She used her thumbs and palms to massage it into their little faces. 

“ Mamma, do you know when Dom will come home? ” Dario questioned. 

“ Late. After dark, I think… Why? ” Noemi asked. 

“Benjamin’s here,” Dario whispered before the doorbell rang. 

Claudia jumped up. “Please, can I get it, Mamma?” Claudia asked. Noemi nodded, and Claudia rushed to the door. 

“Hi, sweet pea. Where’s your brother?” Benjamin asked as he lifted her up. 

“Dom’s not here. Papá took him to Bari to ride horses. Do you want to come in? Mamma’s home, so we can have visitors,” Claudia offered. Benjamin set her down. “Please?” 

“Okay… You look radiant by the way,” Benjamin smiled. 

“Mamma washed our faces!” Claudia exclaimed. 

Benjamin nodded. “Is it just the three of you today?” Benjamin asked. 

“Mhm… Katerina and Cecelia went swimming,” Claudia answered. 

“Benjamin, would you like a face mask?” Dario peeped. Noemi smiled at Benjamin and nodded. 

“I could do one for you,” Noemi whispered. Benjamin nodded awkwardly. She grabbed the powder container and prepped it with water to make a clay mask. “How is Signorina Ahmadi?” 

“Māmān is fine. She um—. She prolonged her trip, so I was sort of hoping I could stay here for a few days… But I—.” 

“Of course, you can stay here. Darius has been sleeping in Angel’s room for the past few days… It won’t be any trouble. You’ve stayed with us before. It’s no trouble,” Noemi replied, “Oh no, Benji, don’t smile. You’ll crack your face.”

“Oh, sorry, Dottore,” Benjamin replied. 

“It’s okay. And call me Emi. Today’s my day off. You’re so formal. I’m putting clay on your face. Everyone is always so serious,” Noemi chuckled.

[ghost-bxrd]

Stuck on the thought that Bruce tried to be a father for Dick, but Dick didn’t want one. He wanted an equal, someone to fight crime with. And consequently, Bruce drove him away with his overbearing nature.

And then Jason came to him, and of course Bruce had to do better this time. He didn’t want to lose another child Robin. Only he realized too late that Jason didn’t just want to be Batman’s partner, he wanted to be Bruce’s son.

((And with Tim he was too scared to even try))

Kay thanks s’cuse me while I go cry in a corner goddammit

[ashoss]

this idea wont leave my brain please help me !! YIPPEE HADES BATKIDS !!!

without the bg and text under the cut :))

asdhj probably gonna post like,, two at a time because thats ,, a lot,,,, of drawing ,,,,,,, so heres tim and jason! i think i got the hang of it more with jason lol

ALSO ALSO!!!

thank you to those who helped me with the titles for the batkids!! they were all really good :D (all on insta lol)

timothy: the tenured - thomson_at

[bruciemilf]

Damian: Baba. I’ve acquired an enemy at the academy. He’s been ripping my drawings, teasing me about my lineage, and smearing your honor. I understand murder can’t happen. How shall I proceed?

Bruce: [Has a flashback of Thomas driving to his bully’s house, spiked brass knuckles on his hands, petting his head and smiling dangerously, ‘I’ll be right back, chum!’]

Bruce: …I’ll talk to his parents.

Damian: Todd?

Jason: Finally, an excuse to tackle a 10 year old.

[mylifeingotham]

[rxbin-iii]

TW: blood and injury

Daedalus and Icarus.

Do not re-upload/re-post my work.

Holy CRAP this took me abt 14-ish hours to make but I’m really happy with how it came out tbh.

I’ve had this idea in my head for awhile and had to get it out. Fun fact: I cried twice while drawing this because Jason makes me so sad sometimes and this specific set of panels hurt me on an emotional level I still haven’t recovered from 😭

The text is from “Daedalus and Icarus: The Return of Jason Todd” by Judd Winick from the Batman Annual #25 (2006).

Panels referenced: