#gargoyle jason

[clockwaysarts]

Just so you know, Jason is very lorge and Danny smol.

Just some important information.

[ktkat99]

As a kid, Jason heard that if you look a gargoyle in the eyes, it becomes your guardian. One night, he decides to give it a try. It was dumb and nothing happened, of course. It was just carved stone, after all. Or, that was what he'd thought, until he found himself face to face with the Batman.

[on-the-clear-blue]

Tim walking into the dining room: Oh B, i just realized, happy 5 years sober, I am really proud of you.

Bruce, small smile and sipping his tea: Thank you Tim.

Dick, looking up confused from his bowl of cereal: What? Sober? Weren't you drinking last night at the gala?

Bruce, brows furrowed: Not from alcohol, Chum.

Tim, after downing his cup of coffee: Damn you didn't know? It was cocain. B was on that booger sugar.

Bruce, making a face: Please, never call it that again.

Dick, after his brain rebooted: You...you did cocain?

Bruce sighing :Yes I did...I though you knew.

Dick, abandoning his bowl of cereal: No, no I very much didn't! How did you...like get into that?

Tim: Dick take it down a notch, please? Bruce has been clean for years.

Bruce, shaking his head: It's fine Tim, I should have been more up front with this to the others.

Dick, with his head tilted and still a bit upset: Others? You mean only Tim knew?

Bruce, nodding: He caught me taking a key from one of Penguins supply when he was Robin and forced me to confess, I went to rehab a week later.

Dick, sitting back down in a stupor: Wait...You mean the thing when you were gone for like a few months? I thought you were on a deep space mission with the league! Hell, Uncle Clark even said so!

Bruce, wincing: Y-Yes...I was in a treatment center in Sweden...Tim found them and signed me up without telling me, and had Clark take me there...

Bruce side eyeing Tim: Took my Kryptonite before doing so...and my stash.

Tim, unapologetic, shrugging: Mom used the same place when she was getting off of Quaaludes.

Bruce, shrunching his nose: Never did like downers, made it harder to think.

Dick, having a mental breakdown: So you just...did drugs? For like a while? When did this even start?

Bruce, silent for a while, moving his breakfast around for a moment: It started when I was about...16? When I was in the club scene for a bit I got wild, taking pills and such that I didn't need, it was the 80s, blow was all the rage with the youth in higher circles and...well one thing lead to another and I got hooked.

Dick, holding his head in his hands: Oh my God...Wait.. Were you actively doing drugs when you adopted me???

Bruce, groaning: Yes...Didn't it ever seem strange that sometimes I was very lively and then suddenly was practically dead an hour later before getting back to lively?

Dick, horror coming across his face: Oh my God the signs...

Tim, chuckling: B was a God damn drug fiend, practically snorted half of Columbia.

Bruce, looking scandalized: Tim! I was not that bad...

Tim staring at Bruce:

Bruce staring back:

Bruce, sighing: Fine yes it was that bad.

Dick: uninhorant screeching

Bruce, tsking: I quit a few years after taking you in Chum, I only relapsed when Jason...temporarily passed...and that was only for at most a year, Tim found me out, sent me to rehab and while I have had a few scares, I have been sober for years.

Dick: Happy for you, really but holy fuck.

Tim, snorting: It wasn't the first time I caught you B, imagine little old 10 year old me following Batman and Robin and stumbling across the Dark Knight of Gotham doing a line on a gargoyle while Robin beat the shit out of the dealers below.

Dick, agape: Really Bruce? Do you even remember that?

Bruce, Blushing: i...may have done that more than once...

Dick, crying on the inside: BRUCE?!

Jason, walking in with a smoothie: Oh what are we yelling at B for? I want in.

Dick, wildly pointing at Bruce: BATMAN DID COCAIN.

Jason, slowly taking a drag from his smoothie, before turning to Bruce: w h a t?

Bruce, hiding his face in his hands, sullenly: I trained you all better than this. Yes I did drugs, I am 5 years sober.

Jason, softly putting his smoothie down before walking over to Bruce and patting his shoulder: Proud of you for that, like actually good job, holy shit that is hard. But also WHAT THE FUCK.

Bruce, sighing hard: I thought you all knew...

Jason flopping down in a chair, counting on his fingers: Wait a God damn minute, you got on my case for smoking while doing cocain!

Bruce, dead panned: it's a gate way to much harder things.

Jason, squinting: Who are you D.A.R.E?

Tim, cackling: he was! Did a whole speech about it! Full Batman regalia and was talking about how weed is bad!

Bruce glaring lightly at Tim: It is! It can cause lung damage, a build up of black tar in the lungs and can dull your mind when you are in a tike of crisis!

Jason, rolling his eyes: B, Shut the fuck up you did cocain.

Bruce, sighing yet again: You really are not letting that go are you...

Tim, sipping his coffee: Think of it like this, there is a reason B was able to get back to fighting like a week after Bane broke his back.

Bruce, pursing his lips,: Not the time Tim.

Tim, grinning evilly: Oh no, it is very much the time, I have been waiting till the others knew...I have so many blackmail stories....and pictures

Bruce, a look of true fear on his face: Oh God no...

[gtmnpc]

i keep forgetting to post here.. this is a pretty self indulgent jason ngl lmao.. jason luvrs come and complete the heart

[p1nkshield]

Saw a post about the juxtaposition between “disaster boy™️” Richard Grayson and “just a little guy™️” Jason Todd while in “I’m a new mom and I don’t know what I’m doing™️” Brucie’s care and had to add to the conversation

The Richard parenting experience

Bruce: What a nice quiet evening.

Somewhere in the manor: *boom* *crash* *the distinct sound of something very expensive breaking*

Bruce, running full tilt to the source of the noise thinking the manner has been compromised: Is everything okay?!? What’s going-

Robin!Dick, on the floor next to a broken chandelier, a smashed heirloom and a shattered wardrobe: uhhh…Oops?

The Jason parenting experience

Bruce: what a nice quiet evening… too quiet.

Bruce sprints to where his son was last: Jason?

Robin!jason: yes?

Bruce: *oh he’s still there!* what are you doing?

Robin!jason: …reading

Bruce: …oh

Robin!jason: that’s allowed right?

Bruce: yes that’s fine.

[violent138]

I would find it so funny if Bruce Wayne, who has an ironic and slightly ridiculous disdain for the occult, had to grapple with his kids' deep belief in the occult. For instance, if one of their siblings went missing with no leads, Bruce would insist on a new search strategy while the kids would be convinced they should at least consult a medium once to get proof of life. The medium would call out Batman for his shitty energy and Bruce would contemplate all the life decisions that led to this.

[lazarised]

repaint of my sladejay gargoyles au

[magnoliasandarson]

birds and shutterbugs

Tim Drake was cutting it close, and he knew it, but this was the coolest night of his whole life. Perched on the other end of the roof, ranting at one of the frankly horrifying stone gargoyles, was Robin.

Not just any Robin, but the one he had seen make Batman laugh. Sure, the flips were cool when Dick wore the suit, but Jason was just so cool. He unscrewed the cover on his camera, cautiously adjusting his crouch so he could get a better angle. He knew Jason had freckles from going to classes with him, but he had never managed to catch a clear enough picture of Robin where he could see the freckles.

"-nother thing, he just expects me to want to rotate the tires on the Batmobile. Just 'cuz I tried to steal them doesn't mean I want to touch the fuckin' things ever again. And don't get me started on Dickface, always bitchin' an moanin' bout how unfair it is that soo many people wanna date 'im," Jason was waving his hands at the gargoyle, and Tim was distinctly reminded of watching the older boy perform as Mark Antony in Caesar.

It was almost too easy to snap pictures during the tirade, but when the boy wonder paused to take a swig from a Bat Burger cup, Tim realized he forgot to silence the shutter. It was comical, and in any other situation (preferably several rooftops away), Tim might've laughed, but seeing the narrowed eyes of a domino mask zero in on him- made his blood run cold.

Tim watched the empty Bat Burger cup drop onto the roof in what could only be described as abject horror, "Who, and I can't stress this enough, the fuck are you?"

Any moisture in Tim's mouth dried in half a heartbeat when his hero started towards him. "Uh—um," he fumbled to stash his camera back in his bag. "I'm uh—no one?"

Robin smiled in a way that was somehow still terrifying, "No one? Is that a family name?"

"No?" Tim was so screwed. Jason- Robin wouldn't hurt him, Robins never hurt kids, but if his parents found out about his nightly activities...

"You sure about that?" Robin was within reach now, his arms crossed around his middle, "You don't sound sure, no one. What're you doin' out here anyways?"

Tim inched backwards towards the fire escape as subtly as he could muster, "I'm a tourist?"

Robin's smile got even wider, "You're what- tourin' darkened rooftops?"

"And shady alleys!" Tim tried to joke, but it came out more as a squeak. Puberty sucks.

Robin laughed, and internally Tim screamed with accomplishment. He, Timothy Drake, the world's dorkiest shadow, had just made Jason Todd, ROBIN, laugh. Best night of his whole life, by miles. Life could not get better. Robin straightened, still smiling with his hands perched on his hips, "So no one, can this tour include a stop at the diner down the block? Dunno 'bout you, but I'm feelin' a waffle."

Tim wasn't opposed to being wrong.

[jasontoddsgaythoughts]

I need a fic where the whole bat family ends up at Jason’s favorite gargoyle one by one, and not in an angsty Jason related way, but more in a they’re all losers who just did something dumb and now they need to think about what they did kinda way. Also Jason should charge them for being there like a parking meter.

[brucie-baby]

imagine being so exhausted you forget that you didn't actually give birth to your son

[littlefankingdom]

~ Red Hood and the Outlaws (2016)

You cannot escape being the son of Batman when you claim your best friend was a literal gargoyle.

[clockwaysarts]

Outfit redesign for an older Phantom- both super suit and kingly raiment! I wanted them to be visually the 'same' while making the raiment more formal with the cape and other small changes.

[msfcatlover]

In the monster!kids AU, Dick & Jason have a running argument about how Jason never, ever lets Dick try to break Jason’s falls.

Dick: “But it’s my job to look out for you! What kind of big brother do you take me for?!”

Robin!Jason: “Dickie. I am 800lbs of solid limestone. And you are made of hollow glass. In what world is me falling on you a good idea?”

Hood!Jason: “GET IT INTO YOUR HOLLOW HEAD THAT I WEIGH A LITERAL TON! YOU’RE MADE OF GLASS, DICKHEAD! YOU. WILL. DIE.”

Dick, grumbling: “Porcelain is ceramic, not glass…”

[anneonomus]

pre-robin baby stalker tim as a streamer. that’s it that’s the post

[leoleolovesdc]

Thinking about tiny Steph jumping in Jason’s shoulders and just sticking around like a little bat. She moves around a little trying to find the best position and ends up sitting there on his right shoulder. He doesn’t question it, he’s strong enough to carry her so why should it matter? They start doing this every mission they have together. The batfam blinks and now Stephanie and Jason are Stephanie&Jason. They’re two in one deal, if you want Red Hood you have to take the little blondie, if you want Spoiler you have to take her tank.

[momachan]

"Judgement, my eye. I may have been confused when I started this-- but my mind is clear now. And it's going to take more than some coward hiding behind a hood to make a Titan grovel."

Teen Titans. Secret Origins (1986-1990). Annual #3. "Pieces Of The Puzzle."