#Jason Todd is the second Robin

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“I wish it was me who died that night!” Dick screams. His face tilted toward the pouring thundering sky.

Dick and Bruce had just had a particularly bad fight. Ending in Dick fleeing the cave and running as far as he could. Jumping and twisting over buildings desperate to get away. He's thinks to himself maybe if I would have died instead of Jason, Bruce would care, would love me.

A blinding white light fills his vision. And the world goes silent.

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Cold fire flows through his veins. There is a wet pressure surrounding him. He opens his mouth in an attempt to draw in air. Swallowing a strange luqid that burns his throat.

Opening his eyes he sees greens water. Above him, below him, to the sides. Uncertain of which way is up or down. Dick starts swimming as hard as he can. Desperately hoping that the direction he chose was the correct one. His lungs burned with the need for air.

After swimming for what felt like eternity. And on the verge of suffocating. Dicks head shot out of the water. Coughing and spiting out the blazing green liquid. Through his blurry vision a woman grabbed his shoulder. Pulling him to shore

Dicks mind was in a daze. His whole body numb. A multitude of thoughts and feelings were swirling around his brain. How did I get here? What happened?

“……Bruce” Dick weakly calls. "Shhh my beloved's son. You are alright. You are safe." He freezes. That's Talia's voice. What? Overcome with exhaustion Dick passes out.

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Groaning Dick starts to wake up. Burying his head into the pillow. Dick sighs, it was a dream thank god. Lifting his head. Dick realizes that the room is all wrong.

Springing to his feet. Dick swings his head wildly back and forth. Oh God, Oh God! It was a dream! It was supposed to be just a dream! How could this be possible?

Ok ok DON’T panic. Keep calm. There has to be a rational explanation for this. Whatever this is.

Ok think. What was the last thing that I remember doing?

I was on my way back to Bludhaven. Because of a fight I had with Bruce. And I wished that I had died instead of Jason. But... that can't be possible can it? A wish can't change something. Unless....... someone had heard me and they were powerful enough to do such a thing. But what sort of power would be capable of such a thing?

Even if that was the case. That I had switched places with Jason. Jason is dead so I should be dead now. Am I a ghost? Dick rubbed his body with his Hands. Feeling that he was solid. He moved onto another theory. One that said he was in hell. But that would require someone to have killed me.

Brushing off the idea. Dick began to exam the room. There was a nightstand to the left of the bed. A rather big floor to ceiling window with the curtains tied back. Letting the morning sunlight stream in. A chest of drawers was opposite of the bed.

Turning his head fully around the room. Dick observed that there was nothing else but a shaggy carpet in the room. Alright, calm down breath deep. You can figure out what happened. You can handle this. You're not weak. You're not immature. Create a plan. Follow that plan.

[whywoulditho]

for some reason middle aged comic fans coming on the internet to defend their decision as to why they thought a twelve year old should have died or lived is so funny 😭😭😭

[freefallintothevoid]

Whenever Bruce can't do something as Batman he sends one of his kids in the cowl. Literally any of his kids. To deal with having to wear the cowl, they turn it into a game: will the justice league notice that Batman isn't the person under the mask?

Spoiler alert, they don't.

Somehow, the league never notices when it's not Bruce under the cowl, or at least that it's not the same person they all know.

Like never.

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Hal: Hey Bats, you look taller today.

Jason, determined not to lose: hm

Hal, sensing danger and immediately backtracking: uh, that's not to say you don't usually look tall, I mean you just look taller today, um did you change your ear thingies?

Jason: *Batglare intensifies*

Hal: uh, I'm just gonna go

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Aquaman: you've been quiet this whole meeting, Batman, even for you.

Cass, currently wearing shoulder pads and absolutely insane platform boots: *a fim huff of breath*

Aquaman: right sorry, I forgot you were dealing with another mass break out from Arkham this week, you don't need to stay for the whole meeting. We know you probably know everything already anyway

Cass: *nods*

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Flash: Morning Batman. *zooms past*

Duke, absolutely befuddled:

Duke, quietly into his comm: you'd think the speedster would have the time to notice

The several batkids on the other side of the line: *laughing hysterically.*

Dick, wheezing: just do the thing where B tucks the lower half of his face into his cape like he's Dracula. You're doing great.

Bruce, from somewhere in the cave, actively giving up on the assumption that his coworkers have at least one working braincell between them: stop comparing me to Dracula, Dick

[littlefankingdom]

Bruce died(?) again

Jason: Well, it's my turn.

Dick: What are you talking about?

Jason: Everytime Bruce is gone, one of you starts to act just like him, pushing everyone away, acting as only you can be right, and fighting anyone that gets in your way. Dick did it, Tim did it, even Cass kind of did it. So, this time, I will do it.

Tim: Isn't that how you act all the time?

Jason: Whoa, fuck you. You are so banned from historical drama movie nights.

[sidewalk-cracks]

The batkids encountering distressed children and calling them "sweetheart", subconsciously mimicking how Bruce would and will call them sweetheart when they're distressed, and not even realizing it?? Don't speak to me. I can't.

[tarta-de-limon]

Such a happy, pretty baby Jason. Hope nothing bad happens to him.

Let's ignore the fact that I have no idea how perspective and light work.

[everwalldigan]

Ok but Bruce’s “batglare” except it has specific stages that mean you’re in varying degrees of trouble. Allow me to elaborate:

Level 1: isn’t even really considered a glare in Bruce-speak, more of a suspicious squinting

Level 2: standard Disappointed Dad look, the most you’re gonna get is a reprimand

Level 3: resting Bitch face. Less of a glare and more of a sharp look that WILL follow you around and creep you out

Level 4: worried batglare, features aren’t as sharp as with the standard batglare. Usually smooths out when his kids/teammates stop being idiots and putting themselves in danger

Level 5: standard batglare, regular criminals are usually at the end of it, most of the kids have gotten pretty used to it

Level 6: You’ve Fucked Up. Expect a screaming match or a lecture of at least 30 minutes. Also you’re grounded

Level 7: full batglare on steroids, makes grown men piss their pants, usually reserved for the joker. Most of the kids have received it only once and that was MORE than enough for them to never want to receive it again

Level 8: Alfred.

[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

[mikakuna]

when he was robin, bruce could never even slightly raise his voice at jason before feeling like the biggest asshole alive because jason's eyes would get all watery and his bottom lip would tremble and he'd tug on the ends of his shirt, all while looking up at bruce. he'd give a quiet snotty sniffle that should gross bruce out but instead makes bruce's heart SHATTER.

every morning after a fight, alfred would walk into the living room to call them both to eat and he'd just see jason in his dad's lap, giggling while driving a toy car up bruce's arm with a million new toys scattered around the room. bruce sits there with his head tossed back, eyes closed, and an abandoned newspaper in his left hand (he's half asleep bc he spent the entire night ordering shit). he also has glittery stickers pasted on any area of bare skin, including his face.

i don't think jason realizes he has this power. he's just genuinely a kid who gets very emotional when an adult gets cross with him (bc hello this caretaker child would not be able to hand that). any fight with bruce or alfred, he has to fight the urge to burst into tears so hard (he doesn't wanna be a burden) that he just ends up looking heartbreakingly upset, and more like a child than bruce has ever seen him.

[starspilli]

i am still right here

available on my print store :3

[graytodd]

Dick giving Jaybin the yellow cape suggested by @redbirdandbluebird23 💛

[thebat-musicman]

@ everyone who voted: What The Fuck Guys

[succo-al-limone]

DC doodles for funzies

[punnifullife]

Happier days

[emacrow]

Batfam tried to bribe the banshee child to get their stuff back.

Originally post here.

The one to figured it out was Tim who sacrifice his first camera that he still kept from back then when he stalked batman, the other two original robins and that it still have some film left in it. It was still a bit damaged and covered in tape on the camera and on the strap.

Alfred gave danny Bruce's father, Thomas's baby blanket in exchange for his favorite spoon.

Dick painstakingly gave his zitka elephant plushy for his mask, only to watch wide eyed when danny misty breath made a form of a miniature zitka the actual elephant doing one of her favorite tricks. And no he didn't cry after he left the room.

Damian offered secretly offered one of his most cherished drawing he had kept as a child, that remind him of Danyal..

Barb offered her old Batgirl costume, the one that still had a tear in it before she became the oracle..

Bruce offered one of his mother's pearls, the few that he had left.. from that night. When he gave it to danny in his tiny hand, all he felt was a sense of cold shiver that wrapped around him like a warm yet cold hug.

Duke gave him one of his first glasses that was a bit bented when his power came in, that were left discard in his draw as a reminder.

Leaving all but Jason todd who didn't know what to give Danny to have his red hood helmet back..

He tried one of his first gun, nothing..his black jacket, nothing.. it took Jason a long time (7 months tops) to figure out what to give danny.

It was 3am in the morning that he snucked in the Wayne Manor, peeking in the newest room for their youngest adoptee who was wide awake again.

Jason pulling out something from a pouch. It was old, torn and still had charred of ashes damaged but he kept it for his own selfish reasons..

He gave danny his Robin's cape, the original one that brought memories old, good and bad..

Danny held his Robin's cape and look at it, not saying anything with his eyes glow brightly before looking up at Jason with the most heartbreaking watery eyes.

He got up slowly, and hugs Jason close, chirping softly that made Jason's eyes glow a bit, before big drops of lararus pits liquid drips down from his eyes.

Just two broken core boys comforting one another, despite the puddle of lararus pits beneath them both that glow brighter and clearer then jason ever seen lararus pits have then it usuall musky growing green form... Jason close his eyes slowly as he gently hug the ghostly boy back.

Jason will never admit to anyone of what he gave that night or why he was asleep in Danny's nest the next morning after, but he suddenly felt some kind of unmoveable weight being lifted from his shoulders..

Until he saw on the news that The Joker was found dead with his ears, eyes and nose bleeding with a horrified look on his face.

[s-darling-art]

Posting the wip cus I won’t have time to finish for Christmas 😓😓