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Imagine Jason Grace just casually strolls into camp a few weeks after his 'death', and everything goes right back to normal accept now he's pretending to be his own long-lost twin brother Grayson Jace.
The whole gang is so happy to have him back that they just go along with it, no questions asked.
All the other campers are confused as hell.
Random Camper: Jason! I thought you were dead!
Percy: That's not Jason, ya dingus, that's Grayson!
Leo: Yeah! He's a totally different guy!
#percy jackson#pjo#heroes of olympus#hoo#pjo hoo toa#jason grace#leo valdez#jercy#valgrace#jercy bromance#pjo imagine#jason isnt dead#am i tagging this right#i dont tumblr#Grayson Jace
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Will: Ghost boy
Will *kisses his head*
Nico: ???
Nico: Flashlight man
Nico *kisses his hand*
Percy: Yeah Jason, why can't you find cute nicknames to call me?
Jason: Fish face
Percy: Take that back, stapler eater!
Jason: Shark bait!
Percy: Eagle lunch!
*continues to fight*
Annabeth: And this is why I don't leave Percy alone for two minutes
#solangelo#jercy#pjo hoo toa#jercy fighting#jercy bromance#annabeth chase#nico di angelo#will solace#percy jackson#jason grace#jason isnt dead#he totally didnt die
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Jason, who thinks his boyfriend is harmless: isn't he cute?
Constantine, who knows: what the fuck?
#jason todd#dead on main#danny phantom#danny fenton#dp x dc#tsdloo#constantine is horrified#not because he is scared of danny (he isnt)#but because he had a bet going on with zatanna that dick would be the first one to bang an eldritch horror#my man just lost his retirement money#damnit dick this is all your fault
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Prompt from @help-i-need-a-cool-username
Jason has once again snuck into Gotham University. Now, before any assumptions are made onto why the crime lord would break into a college, the reason is because he likes the library. That's it. The public library is trashed and small, barely taken care of, but Gotham U's? It's beautiful. Multiple floors, organized and in sections, taken care of, alphabetical order, it's magnificent. The chairs were a reason alone to sneak in, but the students here added an extra charm.
He had gone to the very back of the library on the second floor. This area was pretty well hidden and enclosed. He would come here to read without anyone questioning him, even hiding the books he wasn’t finished with yet to continue on later. Jason wasn’t expecting someone to be so close to his spot though. A few tables across stood a student, thin, tall, with pitch black hair, baggy cargo jeans, and a white t-shirt. The other hadn’t noticed him yet, so he remained quiet and just watched. He was in front of a large white board on wheels, seemingly taken from the rooms he saw down the hall.
“That doesn’t work, goddammit.”
On the white board was lines upon lines of equations- at least he thought they were equations, with most of them being letters and symbols rather than numbers. It made the vigilante’s brain hurt. The student - assumed STEM major - just kept mumbling to himself.
“Stupid physics, won’t allow interdimensional travel”
What? Jason may have been out of school since 15, but he knew no courses were asking for the answer to traveling between dimensions. It seemed the student had a habit of talking to himself when worked up or focused, possibly why he isolated himself from the rest of the library.
“If your parents could do it, why can’t you? Think Danny, think!”
That sentence wasn’t concerning at all, but at least Jason learned the boy’s name. Danny seemed to have a strange background, what did he mean by ‘if your parents could do it’? Had his parents managed to travel between dimensions? The other was chewing on the cap of the white board marker, his other hand resting on his hip as he swayed back and forth.
“Oh! Oh! Oh! That! The thing! That thingy!”
Jason could practically see the lightbulb go on above Danny’s head. Just then the other erased a solid portion of the whiteboard and dropped to his knees, ouch. He started frantically scribbling, fast and messy, barely cohesive. Though, Jason was sure that if it was Tim sitting where he was instead, the boy could probably understand everything on that board. He’d stick to English literature, thank you very much.
“That’s it! Oh my ancients! I got it!”
Danny practically jumped in the air, punching the air in triumph. Jason almost felt proud of him, this complete stranger he’s been watching, wow he was being creepy, huh? Danny shot both of his arms straight up, the marker gripped tightly in his right hand fist.
“I did it!”
He looked so happy, so excited. He began to buzz, even spinning, before stopping mid loop and turning around slowly. Shit, Jason had been caught. To be fair, Danny hadn’t exactly turned around the whole time, meaning Jason was just watching his back the whole time as he worked through his… problem? It’s such a shame, Jason was thoroughly entertained by this random kid.
“Uhhh, hi? How long have you been there?”
Oh shit, Jason had to talk now, didn’t he?
“Not very long, but long enough to know you were trying to solve interdimensional travel before apparently succeeding.”
The color drained from Danny’s face. Whoops?
“Uhm, no I didn’t.”
Now that he got a closer look, the student looked like someone Bruce would adopt. Black hair, clear blue eyes, tan skin, sharp features, the whole nine yards. He was actually fairly attractive, maybe even cute.
“Really? I could have sworn that you said ‘stupid physics won’t allow interdimensional travel’”
“I have no clue what you’re talking about.”
“Yeah sure, and I’m a student here.”
“Wait, you’re not a student here?”
“That’d only be true if you were lying.”
“Well I’m not so-”
“Uh huh, sure you’re not.”
“Look dude-”
“Jason.”
“Look Jason, there’s no way that I could solve interdimensional travel, the multiverse doesn’t exist.”
“Look Danny-”
“How do you know my name?”
“I won’t tell a single soul if you explain how you did it to me”
Curiosity won his gambit. Would he regret what he was about to say? Perhaps.
“Maybe over a coffee?”
He knew it was worth it when the marker hit the floor and Danny moved his hand to cover his red face. Well, it wasn’t the first time he’s done something he regrets, maybe this time it’d be a cute STEM major who knows the secrets to the multiverse.
#dc x dp#dp x dc#jason todd#red hood#danny fenton#danny phantom#danny fenton is a huge nerd#figuring out interdimensional travel instead of finishing his 5 page english paper due 'like yesterday'#jason has done many things he regrets#breaking into a college isnt one#neither is asking out the cute nerd with eccentric capabilities#if only jason knew what he was getting into#boo#jason todd x danny fenton#dead on main#college au#gotham university
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I can't find it now but there's a post about suspension of disbelief and how it's broken when the story starts trying to excuse it. "character gets knocked unconscious for hours but there's no further issues from this" okay 👍 "and actually this makes perfect sense because of this and that" um no it doesn't why are you lying to me. like i am willing to ignore the holes and the discrepancies!! all you need to do is let me and not bring unnecessary attention to it!!!
and all that is my issue with the whole robin child soldier argument. like i am willing to ignore it i am willing to engage with the fantasy literally all you need to do is NOT try to convince me that Actually It's Fine Because They Want To Do It or whatever. like literally just shut up about it and i can engage with the fantasy!!
#my dc posting#dc#robin#batman#like. if you want to tell a story and not worry abt the child endangerement thing just DONT BRING IT UP ???#all you're doing when you bring it up is telling me this is something i'm allowed to think abt when it comes to the story#and then you tell me Um Actually It's Fine ?? no! what the fuck are you talking about!!#i am tryinggggg to just have fun n read fics your lil “isnt that child endangerement and kinda fucked up?” “no actually they wouldve done i#anyways bla bla bla batman couldnt have stopped them bla bla bla''#is COUNTERPRODUCTIVEEE#dick grayson#jason todd#tim drake#damian wayne#<- tagging the robins sorry#sorry this just. this topic annoys me so much#...also ''batman couldnt have stopped them/they wouldve done it with or without him'' are literally#just factually incorrect in jason's case. he did not in fact start on his own and the only thing batman wouldve#needed to do to stop him is literally just NOT make him robin BUT- at this point im just beating a dead horse on that topic#w how many times i bring it up lmao#like. in real life you cant just knock a person unconscious for hours with no consequences on them.#but i dont care when it happens in fiction despite being not realistic!! bc its fiction!!!#unless of course the characters out of nowhere do a lil sidequest PSA abt how actually doing that is fine#and completely safe with no risks#yknow??#like if that happened id be annoyed and like no its fucking not fine why are you trying to convince me. just move on and dont bring it up#and I wont bring it up#anyway. yeah these are just some thoughts im having rn sorry its not more coherent and put-together i cant be assed rn lmao
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SO excited for the tiny little remarque of Jason I got from Dan Mora at NYCC!
#sorry ive been so dead to the world. incredibly busy lately#but i have a to-draw list a mile long. looking to get back to it soon#dan was so sweet this is like the third year I've met him and hes always a delight#next year i wanna save for a full on commission.#this isnt even a full remarque he did it cause he didnt have time for a full one but he offered to do this & wouldnt let them charge me $150#dan mora#jason Todd#dc#just LOOK at my handsome lad. gonna frame this bad boy or something
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Jason "The Pit gave me a fully functional transitioned body" Todd VS Bruce "The Pit undid my transition" Wayne
#The Pit heals in the way its user feels about themselves#Jason was basically brain dead#so it worked with his past memories#Bruce hates himself even pre-batman and robin era#even if it isnt self hatred its a general disregard for himself#The Pit latches onto that#trans jason todd#trans bruce wayne#batman#my archive
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Consider: An AU where Bruce was visiting Jason's grave right when he dug himself out of it. Like, imagine, Bruce is there to drop off flowers, talking to the stone when the earth under it turns up and a hand reaches out. Jason, who has been desperately clawing his way to the air above, feels a hand take his and haul him back into the sun. His father is there to take him home. For a time, father and son are just happy to be reunited. And then Jason finds out that the man who killed him is still alive. idk, is this anything?
This is quite a common premise for a lot of wholesome cute fix it fanfics and I'm gonna say the same thing I always say when someone's asks "what would have happened if someone was there when Jason dug himself out of the ground" and that is I don't think your first instict to seeing someone crawl out of their grave after 6 months of them being dead is "this is a miracle" as much as it would be "this shit is cursed fuck this zombie" especially in the dc universe or even just Gotham a city that is already cursed to the high heavens add onto that how paranoid Bruce is if he sees Jason crawl out of the ground when he just so happened to be visiting... nope that is a trap 100% someone is fucking with him Jason's going back where he belongs
#ask#The-dracologist#insert that one piece gif#like imo bruce would spend a lot of time examing jason#trying to figure out who resurrected him#and then get all sad bc he knows jason is dead#and what ever this is its not his real son#you can not ever convince me this scenario would turn out good for anyone involved#so for heart-warming moments its cute (...as long as tim isnt invited)#but overall#realistically#jasons getting beaten back into the ground with a shovel 💕
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In your Red Knight AU, do you think the rest of the family set up a betting pool on who confess first?
More questions! Yay!
Okay, I did answer a question like this on ao3, so here's the answer:
Sam: Has bet that they literally will not confess until one or both is on the brink of literal actual final death
Tucker: Bet that Jason will confess first (he knows his best friend. He does. Which is why he is not betting on him)
Jazz: Did not place bets, thats so wrong!
She bet on Jason confessing on accident first. Then, him trying to cover it up and brush it off, then panicking and throwing together a novel worthy date in under an hour to 'officially make his intentions known'.
The ghosts have not placed bets because none of them actually see anything wrong with the pining. When dealing with immortal beings, their concept of how long it is appropriate to pine (or court) is skewed. For them its basically been like. A week. They also all still see them as 🥺bebes🥺 and don't really fully compute them actually dating and things.
#zee answers#dp x dc#danny phantom#dc x dp#dpxdc#dp x dc crossover#and they were just like “arent they too young to date? theyve only been courting for like a day#the king and his red knight#the king and his red knight au#tkahrk#tkahrk au#dead on main#jason todd/danny phantom#jason todd/danny fenton#jason todd x danny fenton#ancients they're so stupid about this honestly#even Jazz is just so Done with the pining#Sam tried to get Ember and Kitty into the betting pool first#and they were like “arent they a little young? isnt that too soon? its been like. a day”#Kitty: Me and Johnny have been together for like ever. the boy have eternity they dont have to move fast#Sam just threw her hands up in frustration and refused to ask anymore ghosts about joining the bet. ghost dating norms are just weird to her
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me trying to comprehend the Late Stage Batman Pre-New 52 Saga (ressurection of ra’s al ghul black glove batman rip final crisis batman reborn red robin b&r 2009 batgirl 2009 return of bruce wayne)
#HELP. CAN ANYONE HEAR ME#trying to reread All Of That before I start my longfic. but oh god#there’s SO MUCH and it ALL HAPPENED AT ONCE and it’s all crazy crossover shit so#trying to find accurate complete reading guides is HELLLLL IM IN HELL#‘where did that character go?? what have they been doing? oh wait shit I missed something I must have read something out of order.#oh yeah I forgot I have to go back to read these issues from that other series. WHERE DID TIM GO? oh yeah. WHERE DID TALIA GO?#IS BRUCE DEAD AT THIS POINT OR ISNT HE? oh forgot about steph. oh forgot about jason. WTF IS GOING ONNNN’#anyway I’m having a great time<3#what the FUCK was final crisis you guys#trying to keep track of batman. detective comics. nightwing. robin. battle for the cowl. red robin. batman and robin. batgirl.#THERES SO MUCH GOD.#GET ME OUT OF HEREEEE I MISS YOU FLASH COMICS..
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I don't care that Jason is confirmed alive, the other kids shouldn't have known so Dick could beat someone to death again
#dc spoilers#teams do better dick is a bit batshit#its good for morale#i am happy jason isnt dead again#i just was hoping we'd get a last laugh v2 electric boogaloo out of this#dick grayson#batman#jason todd
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*puts them in a petri dish*
#i rlly like these guys#i think about them a lot#too bad only 3/5 of the books in hoo were actually good#oh well such is life#anyway by drawing them all i can pretend jason isnt dead#and i can pretend that piper got to be an interesting character#sighhhhhhh#also yes percy wears crocs im gonna stand by that#shoes that can get wet? fantastic for him!#percy jackson#pjo#hoo#annabeth chase#jason grace#art by cricket
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Annabeth: How's Jason's head?
Percy: Best I've ever had
Annabeth:
Percy: Oh you mean his injury-
#they're in college and jason is still alive because yeah#look i dont ship them but....this fits them because jason with a head injury is just all the time and percy being stupid is just the norm#pjo hoo toa tsats#pjo incorrect quotes#percy jackson#annabeth chase#in this jason is still alive because jercy#jason isnt dead#jason grace#aged up characters#bi percy jackson#jercy#jercy bromance#incorrect jercy quotes
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6. “Not to be dramatic, but I’m back from the dead. Hope y’all missed me.” With Virgil and Remus?
Title: On a Stormy Sea of Emotion
Word-Count: 1.7k
Summary:
"Not to be dramatic, but I'm back from the dead. Surprise!" Remus shoots a pair of finger guns, droplets of blood spraying out from his finger tips, "Hope y'all missed me."
The cloaked figure, the target of his finger guns, does not move. Their facemask, elegantly carved to mimic a raven, stares Remus down apathetically.
Remus laughs, clasping his hands behind his neck as he leans against a building that makes up the alleyway of their standoff, "C'mon, old man. I clawed myself out of the grave and this is how you treat your 'beloved son, departed from the earth too soon?'"
OR: a Superhero AU featuring Jason Todd coded-Remus.
Pairing: parental dukexity
Warnings: Superhero AU, Death mentions, blood mention, vomit mention, implied self harm, pstd flashback, morally grey characters, angst with ambiguous ending
Thank you for the prompt! This infected my brain all last night and today, hope you enjoy <3
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Killing isn't that hard of an action, really. There is a million ways to kill someone. Guns, knives, poison or the way Remus liked it--using your bare hands. It wasn't always the most effective, but when your target knocks your knife out of your hands--well, then you gotta go for the jugular.
Remus hums as he picks up his knife, examining it. The blood dripping from its blade landed on his gloves, coating it with a metallic stench. One time as a kid, he received a paper cut and out of curiosity, he stuck his finger inside his mouth to taste his own blood.
It just had a copper tangy taste, not very appetizing. But well, he's never tried someone else's blood, what if it had a different taste? Would a greedy drug lord's blood taste too greasy? Tainted by their lack of remorse and regard for the suffering and lives destroyed in their avaricious pursuit of wealth?
He is almost halfway to enacting on such an impulse, when something shifts behind him. He turns around swiftly, his knife meeting nothing but air. But there is something there, or rather someone.
Remus cackles, his eyes darting around his surroundings. There, in the shadows of the nearby dumpster. He lowers his knife, putting it away for now.
His heart clangs loudly against his ribcage as his ears began to clamor with a loud ringing noise. This moment has always been inevitable since the second he decided to remain in this hellish city.
Remus is many things, but he is not a fool nor is he a coward. He is exhilarated this moment has come at last. Not terrified.
"Hello daddy dearest," He calls out, "it's been a while."
His words are enough to draw out the cloaked figure from out of the shadows.
"Not to be dramatic, but I'm back from the dead. Surprise!" Remus shoots a pair of finger guns, droplets of blood spraying out from his finger tips, "Hope y'all missed me."
The cloaked figure, the target of his finger guns, does not move. Their facemask, elegantly carved to mimic a raven, stares Remus down apathetically.
Remus laughs, clasping his hands behind his neck as he leans against a building that makes up the alleyway of their standoff, "C'mon, old man. I clawed myself out of the grave and this is how you treat your 'beloved son, departed from the earth too soon?'"
He already knows the truth; maybe there was a time this man had regarded him as a beloved son. Back when Remus had been a quiet, subdued child, perfectly manageable and obedient. But that time had long passed.
"I know I probably should've stayed dead but you know me! I'm not great at following rules."
Virgil Storm, or in this case, "The Raven" still doesn't do anything. It is a little unnerving, actually. Remus had expected there to be harsh words thrown his way, or perhaps even be pinned into a chokehold by this point in the interaction.
The Raven doesn't kill. During his first bout at the whole being alive thing, that been a contentious point between the two. Yet, would an abomination like Remus count as a living being?
"And," Remus says abruptly, shifting his weight against the wall, "you can't kill me. You can try, but like. It won't work. I jumped off like a twenty story building--went splat! Like a bug, it was really messy, but I didn't die. Um, you can take a DNA sample to prove it's me--"
"Remus?" The Raven speaks at last, his voice garbled and gravelly from the voice modifier of the mask.
"Yeah, it's me. I mean, we both know Prince Boring doesn't have the guts to pull off a prank like this," Remus smirks, "I'm sure he's happy that I haven't been around to play screamo when I have the aux or fill his backpack with severed Barbie doll heads."
The Raven's cloaked figure starts staggering towards him. Remus moves to stand upright once more, his body tensing. He can take the punch, it'll hurt but it won't leave any bruises. Remus has done enough experimenting to know he can't be physically harmed anymore. At least not permanently in any way that matters.
But rather a punch thrown his way, the Raven's arms seize hold of him. Not around his neck, but around his body, as the Raven leans around him, his cloak wrapping around Remus like a blanket. He is...hugging Remus? What the fuck?
A cold pricking sensation hits Remus, spreading out through every inch of his body. But he does not move to resist the Raven's embrace.
"I'm sorry," His adoptive father murmurs, "I made so many mistakes, I was afraid but I shouldn't have allowed my fear to control me in the way that I did--"
"Aren't you paranoid?" Remus whispers, "What if I'm not actually Remus? What if I'm just a shapeshifter pretending to be him? Or--or something else?"
"But I know you're you. Do you really think I wouldn't have investigated the assumed grave robbery of my son's corpse?" The Raven counters, "I already have a DNA sample I collected from your confrontation with the Dragon Witch analyzed."
Of course, of course Virgil already had a DNA sample. To any sane person, this might've been a horrifying realization. But for Remus, who spent ten years under the man's roof, this was perfectly normal behavior of a man obsessive enough to run around as a nonpowered cloaked vigilante.
"Remus, you have every reason to hate me or even Roman," The voice modifier pitched upwards in an odd high tone, "but would you'd be willing to come home for at least Janus's sake?"
Remus forgets how to breathe for a moment. There are many reasons why he hasn't sought out his family. He isn't sure if he is willing to accept Virgil's apology, much less risk seeing Roman's face again. But Janus is different. He has always understood Remus in the ways the others never did.
Despite Janus being Virgil's "man in the chair" as it were, he has never operated with the same morals. Remus will never forget the time some henchmen broke into their secret hideout while Virgil and Roman had been away on a mission. Janus had not hesitated to put lead directly into their foreheads.
"I'm afraid I don't indulge in the same mercy as your father," Janus had said, tidying up the mess they'd left behind, "It is my duty to preserve the safety of those I've been sworn to protect, even if comes at the lives of others."
The Raven is a vigilante that is shrouded in mystery. There are rumors that circulate the streets that the Raven is inhuman, a being that moves swiftly and strikes without warning. Some even dare to whisper about the unfortunate ends that some of the Raven's victims have met. What they don't know is that last bit is all of Janus's doing.
It's why Remus has never understood Virgil's hypocrisy. He'll turn a blind eye to Janus's actions but Remus, roughing up a thug a little too harshly? Oh no, no, no, that was the most heinous thing Remus could ever do.
(He wonders what his adoptive father thinks of his actions not only tonight, but the past few months. Isn't this everything his father feared and more? Putting aside the whole "not being dead" thing, isn't this enough to make him irredeemable in the Raven's eyes?)
"Janus?" Remus hesitates, "would he be willing to make his tea?"
"For you, I am sure he is willing to prepare a full spread of pastries along with a pot of tea. He has...missed you a lot, Remus."
Remus's stomach rumbles. He hasn't eaten in weeks--not since he realized his body technically doesn't need food to survive. But he does need Janus's pastries. Those pastries are never a want, but a necessity.
"Okay, I'll go." Remus says, craning his neck to meet the Raven's gaze, "but only because I'm hungry."
Somehow, this causes a snort from his adoptive father. The closest thing resembling a laugh that the Raven will ever do. When he is not the Raven, and is simply Virgil--sometimes the man will actually laugh. Even so, that snort is the closest thing to a laugh that Remus has heard from the man in close to a year before his death.
Remus's legs buckle beneath him, almost bringing the Raven down with him. But it's not from the shock of the old man laughing. No, it's more likely his body protesting his week long streak of not sleeping.
It seems even though he doesn't require as much sleep as before, he still requires a certain amount of it. Or at least, that is what makes the most sense in his hazy racing thoughts.
"I've got you," Virgil whispers, his words unfettered by the voice modifier, "you're safe now."
Arms gather underneath him, as a long Kevlar cloak is draped around his wiry figure. An unwanted memory drifts to the surface; a time where his kid self demanded to be carried home and the Raven obliged without complaint. Roman had trailed after them, begging to be carried as well.
Janus had taken one look at their return (Roman clinging to Virgil's back like a baby koala while Remus was cradled in his arms) and simply raised an eyebrow. But it was clear through his stifled breathing that he found the entire thing comical.
Remus doesn't want to fall unconscious. He'll deny it, protest it with a wide grin and a cackle, that death doesn't scare him. But he is terrified of pitch black darkness.
He fears a confined undetermined space that is meant to seal him away deep in the ground. He fears wood splinters underneath his fingernails as he chokes on dirt as he continues to dig upwards, driven by an urge to survive--to break out of the ground to blessed, fresh air. He fears staring at a gravestone and just laughing until he started vomiting clods of dirt.
What if Virgil is lying about Janus? What if he decides to bury Remus again, this time in a coffin made out of titanium or reinforced concrete--dooming him to a living death?
"No," He mumbles, attempting to grasp tightly to Virgil's cloak, "I don't--"
But his eyes flutter shut against his volition, and he can only hope that they truly did miss him enough; that the words carved on his gravestone were genuine and sincere.
Remus Seagrove
20XX-20XXX
Beloved Son, Brother, Friend
Dearly Missed and Departed from the Earth too Soon
#sander sides#virgil sanders#remus sanders#sasi fic#thomas sanders#kat writes#time to yell thoughts in the tags#firstly this fic is roughly inspired by batman comics but not a one for one AU obviously#Virgil is a very flawed individual who was trying his best parenting both Roman and Remus#Janus is acting in an Alfred role here but he is actually a former villain of Virgil's who has been 'reformed'#but he obviously still isnt above killing people lmao#he was badly wounded in a fight and isnt able to be active in the field thus the reason he operates behind the scenes for virgil#Roman and Remus take on Robin-esque roles in this AU#they are biological twins who Virgil adopted after their parents were murdered#Roman probably the most like Dick Grayson in this AU#Virgil didnt want literal children out on the streets fighting crime but eventually caved because they craved violence#Remus used to be very withdrawn as a child#it wasnt until he became a teenager he found his voice and became more vocal and resistant to blindly following authority#virgil to janus: 'stop encouraging him! you're a bad influence!'#janus sipping his tea: no <3#in comparison roman seemed like a saint and thus some tension erupted between the two#as to how he returned from the dead? similar to jason some cosmic reset occurred causing him to wake up in his coffin#unlike jason he didnt require a lazarus pit and has become some undead being that probably shouldnt exist but does#also virgil isnt old hes like in his forties lol#remus is just being annoying
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But what if Hal found Post Resurrection/Pre Pit Jason. Like fresh out of his grave Jason. Not to be strict with any timeliness, but maybe after coming back from the dead Hal makes it a point to visit the Graves of lost loved ones and he has someone in Gotham and it's the worst horror show he can think of when the grave across the way is suddenly bursting open and someone is crawling out of it.
This someone is crying and Hal us a sucker for tears so he eventually gets himself together and good thing he does cuz this someone is a kid, and this kid is hurt. God someone beat this kid and buried him alive. Fucking Gotham
Hal doesn't stick around. He grabs the kid and bundles him up in the passenger seat of his car and takes off. It's pretty clear on the car ride that the kid isn't really aware. There's blood on his knuckles and his fingers are torn to shreds, from breaking out of a coffin wtf. There are no words, just whimpering and crying.
He asks the kid what happened, who did this to him and the kid just keeps crying and curling up in the seat but he's pretty sure he hears a soft, broken Dad through the tears.
Hal leaves Gotham.
The place fucking sucks and he's not about to leave this kid with the goddamned Bat. Fuck that guy and his fucking city.
It's still dark and raining when he gets home so no one sees him drag some shrimpy kid in a filthy suit into his apartment. That's too many questions he couldn't answer so thank god.
Getting the suit off him is the worst thing Hal's ever done he's sure. The kid isn't crying anymore but the dead glassy eyed look is definitely worse. The jacket snags on his jagged, ruined fingertips making them bleed again but there's no reaction. He almost throws up when he opens the shirt. There's deep bruising and small jagged cuts, but that's nothing compared to the huge fucking Y incision that spans his entire torso. The cut looks deep. Thick dark thread keeps it closed but the skin around it is bright red and puffy.
Someone tortured and vivisected and buried this kid alive in the middle of Gotham.
A hospital wasn't gonna help him. Or they would but then whoever did this to him would eventually find out he was alive. And what if they couldn't. What if he died after being a fucking survivor. He wasn't responding anymore and really who could blame him. This shit was traumatic as fuck. No matter what Hal asked him all he got was a dead eyed stare. He washed himself just fine and he got dressed into the clothes Hal handed him, black sweats and a big red hoodie he never wore, but other than that there was nothing.
Hal was not equipped to handle this. Hal had his own trauma he wasn't equipped to handle, there was no way he could add someone else's. But the kid was there. Staring off into space, silent tears running down his face every once in a while. His broken fingers twitched and his steps were unsteady when he moved. There was a huge Harry Potter looking scar on his forehead that ran up into his hairline and the hair around it was pure, bright white.
Hal had no idea what to do with him.
His ring beeped.
#jason todd#hal jordan#they go to Oa#cuz if Hal doesnt have answers John will#probably#i like to think Hal loses his actual shit when the guardians tell him that Jason was actually dead#they do heal him though#no lazarus pit means Jay stays a shrimpy little kid#who grows up in space#cuz his space dad refuses to let him go home#cuz Hal is convinced his dad did this to him#but that's fine cuz its not like jason remembers anything#jay isnt earthside for years until some big bad attacks and all the lanterns are needed#cuz obviously Jason becomes a green lantern like his space dad
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My understanding of Jason Todd's age;
Jason dies when he's 15, 4 months before his 16th birthday. He is dead for any number of time; it doesn't count towards his age.
He's resurrected; he is in a coma for 1 year, then catatonic for another. He is then put into a Lazarus Pit. (These 2 years are practically useless, as he doesn't remember them and they contribute very little to the story. They could be condensed to 2 months and it would change basically nothing.)
He trains for about a year. You can then give him 1-12 months of prep and planning time before his debut as the Red Hood, and the story of UT(R)H, at which point he would be mentally 16-17, physically 18-19, and it would be (--) years after his birth.
#my dc posting#jason todd#dc#red hood#i havent read lost days so idk abt the timeline between lazarus pit and debut as red hood#and this isnt strictly about following canon as close as possible. just how i view it in my head#which makes the fandom treatment of the tim vs jason titans tower fight so funny to me. theyre like the same age bro#btw i refuse to take anything about jason somehow growing up/maturing while dead or catatonic/in a fucking coma#like i'm sorry but i refuse to count when he was a literal decomposing corpse ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#i also just find Teenaged Crime Lord funny. your boss tells you not to deal to kids (he's 16) (don't worry about it)#<- to be very clear that is not in an infantilizing way. i am 17 and i can very confidently say i am old enough to be held#responsible for my own actions#it's tragic he is so young but it doesn't absolve him of his bad decisions. such as the Murders#i like jason's age cus it's actually really easy to make him comically young#make him die at 14. very short period between resurrection&lazarus pit. 1 year of training. your 15 year old son takes over the criminal#underground. wyd?#<- anyway these are just some scattered thoughts. ponderings and wonderings and musings. if you disagree w my timeline i'd love to hear it!
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