#jason todd death day

[theredhoodedcryptid]

As we’re approaching Jason’s Death Day (April 27) my feed is being filled with angsty Jason art and I’m loving it.

(Also I’m creating an animatic for Jays death day👀)

[radrobotz]

[radicalrobotz]

im sorry jason

[batfambitches]

|| DRABBLE ||

Drabble ties into my Danny & Damian Twin Fic

Jason didn't want to come home from patrol early, he didn't want to be alone going into The Anniversary. But Bruce had all but forced him to go home early, he was being harder then he needed to with goons and he'd snapped at Barbra towards the end there. Part of him didn't blame him for pushing him to go home, but that didn't stop him from being pissed about it.

As soon as he entered the apartment though he realized that the guest he'd had coming and going for the last 2ish months was there. Dani was sitting on the couch with a bag of chips, hand frozen half way to her mouth as she gave him this weird look. After a second she shoved the chip into her mouth well at the same time floating up off the couch and towards him. “Your giving off a weird vibe.” She told him as she circled around him.

“I'm fine.” Jason pulled off his coat and tossed it to the side, weapons going onto the counter when he got into the kitchen. The guns he set down, the couple knives he had on him practically got thrown down. All the while he had a shadow lurking behind him. He ignored it.

“The ghosty feeling I get from you feels... I don't know, obviously your angry but it's almost like it's happy.” At that Jason whipped around, his anger flaring at the statement.

“Happy!?” Whatever part of the pit she could feel in him was happy? Why was he not surprised! “Of course it's happy!” he turned around again, leaning on the counter as he tried to ground himself there. “Why wouldn't it be happy on the day I died!” He didn't hear anything after that, and he wondered if Dani was even still there.

Then she was sitting on the counter next to him with her hand on his, head leaning back against the cupboards and feet swinging forward and back right through the bottom cupboard doors like they weren't there. “I was born this was but my brother he... He doesn't tell the others but they all know his death still bothers him, his friend and older sister always try to make him take it easy but he just wants to keep going till he's to tired to stay awake.”

Jason might be imagining things, but he could swear the room got colder well she spoke. He knows the feeling of the pit seemed to shrink, was that her? Some weird ghost trick? “Sounds like maybe you should be back home helping your brother deal with his bullshit.” He told her, a weak attempt at snark.

“Hm, nope! His got his friends and sister, they know about ghost stuff. You don't, not getting rid of me that easy.” She had a grin on her face when he looked over at him and he just rolled his eyes.

“I got enough siblings, I don't need anymore people harassing me.” Despite the annoyed tone? He did appreciate it, she seemed to get the whole death thing in a way other people didn't. Made since, the whole half ghost thing and all.

“To bad! My brother says I'm an natural at the annoying little sister gig.” At that she hopped off the counter and told him. “I'll he back in a half hour with food! Where watching one of those lame movies you like.”

With that she went ghost and flew off, about 20 minutes later Jason felt a weird sort of calm that he brushed off as he finished cleaning his guns for the night and putting them where they actually belonged.

___

Dani left the apartment and flew off, instead of heading for food right away she landed and pulled out her phone. She was looking for some kind of guide on grave sights, she knew they existed. Finally she found what she was looking for. She stopped at a corned store, bought a little candle and some flowers and flew off.

When she got where she was going and frowned, the dirt looked wrong for a grave and she didn't wanna think to hard on why. Instead she just put down the flowers, set the candle on the stone and lit it before flying off to get some take out.

[briarrosevlogz]

I think that first photo hurts the worst.

April 27th → Jason Todd’s death anniversary

[glitter-stained]

Prompt:

After Red Hood stopped killing and someone leaked footage hinting that he's the second Robin, he expected to fight for every morsel of territory, for everybody to desert him and the murder attempts to triple.

And, well. It's not like he doesn't find himself in a rigged warehouse on Monday, walking off that one explosion with singes on his back. It's not like on Wednesday, a bullet pierces through a hole in his armour and he's losing half his blood in an alley. And sure, someone takes advantage of him throwing his helmet away on Friday (he was out of grenades and needed a bigger bomb) to fear gass him, but it's fine, he can function normally under fear gass nowadays.

Except. Except nobody deserts him. By Monday, the attempts have completely stopped. He walks into a meeting with his men and sees his goons' hands won't stop shaking, and even his lieutenant won't look him in the eyes.

Jason is confused, and so are the other bats, but soon the rumours reach their ears: you can't go after the Red Hood, because no matter what you do, once you've targeted him it's over, like a dog with a bone, he'll get you eventually- no matter how you shoot or how many explosives you use. It doesn't matter that the Red Hood doesn't kill, because the Red Hood doesn't die.

[clarebear-0925]

false alarm everyone he’s fine

[thiawen]

Can’t believe I forgot today is Jason Todd’s death day. Should have done something for it but it completely slipped my mind.

[gbirrd]

yknow what to hell with it bringing this back

A while ago I read this poem by Alejandra Pizarnik, at the recommendation of one of my mutuals. The whole poem is really good, but these lines especially resonated with me, and so of course I made Jason angst.

something something catholic guilt something something there isnt really much of a difference between a father and the Father sometimes especially when they both leave you to die

[notholaenas]

enigma

[theredhoodedcryptid]

Ended up making another piece for Jason’s Death Day.

(Alcohol marker and pencil)

[radrobotz]

if we combined the worst parts of every retelling/adaption of jason todds death + red hood we could make the most traumatizing version of the story ever

[kittykatninja321]

My less popular opinion (and what I believe to be implied by the art in Lost Days) is that rather than waking up in a fully grown body Jason didn’t actually complete his puberty until after his Lazarus pit dip while he was on his murder tour. Imagine you’re tied up in a basement in Berlin getting interrogated by a teenager and his voice is cracking the entire time and if you laugh he’s going to shoot you

[furtherfromhumanity]

happy jason todd death day to all who celebrate <3

[violet-catsarelife]

One day you'll grow up big and strong.

[jasontodding]

batman: under the red hood (2010) + letterboxd reviews