#little jason todd

[lavenderauthor]

Title: Jaybird, Jaybird, Fly Through My Window By LavenderAuthor (9.6k)

Rating: Teen & Up

Fandom(s): Batman - All Media, Batman (Comics), Batman- Wayne Family Adventures

Relationships: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Jason Todd, Batfamily Members & Jason Todd

Summary: Jason involuntarily regresses over a couple weeks, believing it to be one off things that but when it continued and got more intense, he does what anyone would do: he ran to Alfred, a man who was like a grandfather to all of Bruce's children and other not-children, as he believed he was compromised by some mind control.

If only it was that simple.

[babydipper]

Gotham had terrible traffic, which was a practically unsolvable issue due to mayhem destroying public transport every now and then. Sage didn’t own a car, but CPS did and occasionally they would let them drive the blue Honda Odyssey to a particularly wealthier adopter. It was supposed to make it look more professional, except Sage didn’t think there was a way to convince someone that the Honda Odyssey was a professional vehicle. Sage had lobbed for a MiniVan, they would have so owned the vibes, but Betty from Finances had told them and their little campaign to fuck themselves with a bat and go to Hell.

“Don’t fuck this up,” Sage said, having stopped the car at the red light, and turned their head.

The kid in the shotgun was a curled-up mess of scrawny limbs and rage. Jason was elevenish, stubborn and vicious. He had a smoking habit, ran away from all the previous foster homes and cursed worse than Betty from Finances. Everybody said he was a lost cause, meaning Sage had a particularly soft spot for him and his antics.

Jason said nothing but put his muddy soles on the seat. He was a little shit like that.

“I mean it, Jason. This is the best I could get you. Ever. If you fuck this up, I can’t get anything better. To be honest, I can't possibly get anything at all. The next one is most likely juvie, considering your records, and I don’t want that.”

Jason was also what Sage called a rebound, the kind of a child that would always bounce back, too petty and strong-willed to let anything stop them from surviving. Sage thought he could dethrone God if he put his mind to it. However, even Sage's faith in the kid wasn't big enough to risk Gotham's juvie.

“You said that about McCullens, too,” Jason bit back.

“Bruce Wayne hasn’t really advertised his deep desire to get himself another orphan, when I was convincing them to take you,” Sage snickered. They started the car when the light changed. “And McCullens are perfectly fine people.”

“They made me pray before eating. Some weird Twilight shit was going on.”

Sage snorted. They knew McCullens were catholic. Surprisingly, they were also quite nice. They had been actually looking for Jason for two weeks before taking another kid instead. Sage had barely convinced them that little Lizzie was a better match and that it hadn’t been their fault Jason had run. Jason was Jason. He was a flight risk always and forever.

Besides, Sage had known Jason would just bounce back. Sooner or later, they both always ended up talking in their shitty office drinking dairy-free hot cocoa.

“Well, pray up then, because if Bruce Wayne can get you through college, then you are becoming a saint.” Jason giggled and it was one of the sweetest sounds known to mankind. “I am serious. If he wants you to call him dad, you are calling him dad.”

Sage saw Jason grin in their peripheral vision. “And if he wants me to call him daddy?”

“Then you are not doing that and calling me ASAP because daddy most likely means a pedofile,” they say in unison, Jason mocking them.

Sage raised their brows.

“I know,” Jason whined. “But what if I don't want to go to college?”

“Do you remember what happens to liars?” Sage asked, honking at some asshole. It maybe wasn't the best way to raise a kid, but Sage wasn't there to raise him. They were there to help him survive and so teaching survival in Gotham 101 it was.

“Joker finds them and puts their pants on fire. I know,” Jason whined again, crossing his arms. “What's college for anyway? You got a degree and your job is shit.”

Sage gasped, offended. “My job isn't shit, asshole. I love doing what I do. I chose this. I would never choose anything else. My paycheck is shit, but I knew what I was getting myself into. College saved my life, Jason. It can help you too.”

Jason turned away to look at the changing Gotham scenery. He was a lovely kid. Insanely smart. If Sage had had the means, they would have taken him in ages before, but Jason needed a parent. Sage was made to be a cool cousin at best. There was a reason why all the Alley kids were sent to them and the reason was Sage didn't opt to change them. Sage cursed, threatened, whined and snicker at them, but Sage also protected, told only the truth and gave hugs. Sage was predictable and safe.

“If you didn't want another round of my majestic driving, then you shouldn't have gotten yourself caught like a loser.”

That time Jason took an offended gasp and turned abruptly. “Take it back!”

“Take the L like a sigma and not like someone who has minus aura.”

“I don't know what it means, but take it back!”

“No way, there's no Internet on the streets? Who would have thought? Also, no take-it-backsies.”

“You are being a bully!”

“Tell that to McCullens.”

Jason laughed and Sage smiled too. Then, the boy fell quite, became even smaller, “What if I fuck it up again?”

“I'll do what I can to keep you away from the juvie. Find me and I'll help you. I promise. You know I only lie to Betty.”

“And because of that you wear skirts. I know,” Jason nodded with all the seriousness of an elevenish chaos gremlin. Good. Sage taught him well.

“Don't worry too much, though. I have a feeling Bruce Wayne is your ride or die. You'll be okay. He asked for you and all you have to do is answer.”

Sage stopped the car at the main gate to the Wayne Manor, but made no move to leave it. Jason needed a moment. He always needed a moment.

“What if I answer wrong?”

“Then you'll ask for him. He may answer right, even if you answer wrong.” Sage turned again. The pretty light of the golden hour painted Jason like a starved cherub. There was always something grotesque about the kid, but Sage thought it gave him more charm than anything else. “Just give him a chance, okay? It won't kill you.”

In a rare moment of vulnerability, Jason bumped his head against Sage's shoulder, leaving it there for a moment and breathing before returning to his seat and unbuckling his belt with a new purpose. “No, it won't kill me to try this one last time.”

[b4by-b4t]

Dick Grayson and Jason Todd pacifier edits !!!

[pekejscatbed]

Band-aids and too many scars | Jason Todd centric

info/warnings:

SFW age regression, little! Jason, slight cg! Bruce, slight cg! Alfred, lots of fluff with a dash of angst (only a sentence)

batman masterlist

song: little space - sxye

———

It's not the first time Jason finds himself in this position, breaking into Wayne Manor and crawling through his adoptive dads bedroom window while said dad is away at some fancy gala or work meeting, and it's also not the first time that Bruce's bedroom window has been left unlocked and Jason wonders if it's on purpose- if Bruce is aware of what his second son is doing, breaking into his room and regressing to the age of a child to relive the childhood he didn't get to experience, and if Bruce is intentionally leaving the window unlocked to make Jason's feats easier. Either way, Jason tries not to think about it too much, because he really doesn't want Bruce to know about his regression, even if Bruce is the one person Jason craves when he's slipped into that state of mind, and instead he just chooses to believe that the constantly unlocked window is merely a coincidence.

Today, Bruce is attending one of the many galas Alfred urges him to go to in attempt to keep up appearances, and Alfred is with him as part of his "butler duties" as he calls them. Dick is still in Blüdhaven, Tim is on a date with his boyfriend, and Damien is... Jason isn't sure actually- that kid can disappear- but he's not at the manor, so Jason's happy (yes, Jason stalks his family, so what? it's not weird-). Since no one is home, it's the perfect time for Jason to indulge in his coping mechanism, which just so happens to involve breaking into his dad's bedroom, yes- but, in Jason's defense, being in the head space of child makes him crave his childhood home and the comforting smell of his Daddy's cologne, okay?

Speaking of his Daddy, little Jay is currently sitting on his Daddy's king-sized bed, pulling little gear out of the small, black backpack he brought with him. The first item Jay pulls out is his black bat Hello Kitty stuffed animal, a Beanie Baby Halloween plush in an orange outfit with details in the same color. Next, he pulls out two coloring books, the first being Superhero themed and the second being of the Lisa Frank brand; he also grabs a few small packages of crayons. The last thing Jay grabs from his bag is his pacifier, black with a red handle, decorated with a small array of stickers.

Jay slips the paci into his mouth, lightly suckling, and opens his Lisa Frank coloring book; he flips to a page of a girl in a princess dress, standing on what looks like a castle wall, a vase of flowers on the floor next to her. Grabbing a light brown crayon, Jay colors her skin first, then switches the color to a dark purple to color the girls curly hair, lips, and eyeshadow. Next, he grabs hot pink to color her dress, switching to a light pink to color the big bow on the front of her gown. Jay then moves onto the flowers, filling them in with different shades of purple and pink, then colors the vase with a orange-ish-brown. Finally, Jay colors the castle walls grey, switching between dark and light shades for every other brick.

The little continues coloring for a while, filling in a couple more pages, the last he does being a picture of Batman from his Superhero book, a present for his Daddy when he's finished, though he knows he'd never actually give it to the man (Jay wipes away the tears building up in his eyes with a sniffle, wishing the thought away). Once the picture is fully colored, Jay smiles at his work with pride, before a small yawn escapes his lips, muffled by his paci. His eyes start to close and his shoulders begin to droop, and the boy realizes just how sleepy he is and lies down on side, curling in on himself and grabbing his Hello Kitty stuffie to cuddle up to his chest. In his small, sleepy state, Jay falls asleep in the comfort of his Daddy's bed, forgetting that he really isn't supposed to be there in the first place.

———

When Bruce comes home and steps into his room, the last thing he expects to see is his second son asleep on his bed with a stuffed animal in his arms, an adult pacifier in his mouth, and a mess of crayons and coloring books next to the boy's body. The man takes in the sight before him, a fond, although slightly confused, smile on his lips.

Alfred comes up behind Bruce, wondering why his Master has stopped in the middle of his doorway with a genuine happiness on his face, though the butler immediately understands when his eyes lay on Jason, and he smiles, too, then whispers, "It seems Master Jason has made a mess. Shall I clean up for him?"

Bruce nods, though advises Alfred to be quiet, careful, not wanting to risk waking his sleeping son, then lightly walks towards his closet to change out of his suit and into more comfortable clothes. Alfred understands and quietly puts away all the crayons in their respective boxes, going as far as to put them in color order, then moves to pick up the coloring books, eyes widening when he sees the open page of a fully colored Batman. The butler waves over Bruce, who is pulling on a shirt, and shows him the carefully colored picture, hand drawn hearts covering the border as well as the single word, "Daddy".

Grinning, Bruce takes in the picture, asking Alfred to rip it out of the coloring book for Bruce to keep (Alfred has always been better at tearing along perforated lines than Bruce). Alfred does as asked, then gently puts the packages of crayons and coloring books into the backpack at the end of the bed, making sure to keep the Batman page out. As he does this, Jason shivers from his spot on Bruce's bed, a mumbled, "Daddy" falling from his lips as his pacifier gently slips out of his mouth and onto the bed next to him. Both Alfred and Bruce smile warmly at the sight, and Bruce grabs the fuzzy blanket at the end of his bed and gently covers his son with it. He then grabs the pacifier, asking Alfred to clean it off, then slowly pushes it back between his sons' lips. Once Jason is warm and comfortable, and the bed is clean, Bruce and Alfred both quietly make their way out of the bedroom, Bruce slowly shutting the door behind him with the coloring page in hand.

Together, the Master and his butler search the internet for answers to Jason's behavior and learn about the terms Age Regression and Little Space, quickly understanding the coping mechanism and how and why it would benefit Jason.

———

When Jason wakes up, all his coloring tools are put away, and moonlight shines in through the window he came in. His eyes widen, realization setting in; someone saw him. Quickly, Jason shoves his pacifier and stuffed animal into his bag, momentarily pausing when he comes across a plastic baggie filled with chocolate chips cookies. A light blush spreading across his tanned cheeks, Jason shakes his head, leaving the same way he came in.

(He eats the cookies when he gets to his apartment, the taste immediately giving away who baked them: Alfred. Jason smiles.)

[mother-fuker]

Just Jason Todd. Little Robin jason Todd staying up late to do his English hw. Little Robin helping the ppl in crime alley bcs he knows their side. Little jason todd picking at his suit collar because he isn’t used to it and it’s choking him bruce- little jason sitting on the kitchen counter as Alfred cooks telling him abt his day and like arguing little philosophical topics that no one but them cares about. Just little Jason Todd.

[1birdsofafeather]

Have a Robin Jason Todd wip for his birthday

[capriciouswrites]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DCU Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth & Bruce Wayne Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth Additional Tags: Animal Shifter Jason Todd, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Malnutrition, Unreliable Narrator, Homelessness, Winter, Angst, Stress, childhood abuse implied, homeless children Series: Part 26 of shall i compare thee to a may day crashing on a mountain top? Summary:

Jason knows better — he really, really does. But it’s really really cold. It’s beyond cold.

He’s pretty sure this is “he’s going to die — or at least loose his fingers” cold.

He’d looked at a newspaper that someone had thrown away earlier and seen the news article commenting about the unprecedented cold snap and the fact that several homeless had been found dead. The paper also said that tonight is going to be colder. 

[jellllllo-bowl]

gotham rainy nights

i firmly believe in Duke doing silly things with his power

hiding under your dad's cape when it's pouring outside can be something very special + bat-rain-poncho, several years later

[jukinthebox]

teaching robin the essentials

full view ⬇️

[glitter-stained]

Random goon: Hey boss, were you the one to pick that name as an alias? And why this one?

Red Hood : I used to have another name, before... A long time ago. But that person is dead now. I get to choose for myself now, they can't take that from me. I won't let them.

Goon: Huh.

***

Random Goon: Say boss, why do you never take off your shirt in front of us?

Red Hood: Well uh, I actually have that really fucked scar on my chest and I'm not comfortable with...

Random Goon: Don't worry boss, we get it, you don't have to explain yourself to us.

***

Red Hood, high on some toxin: God, I wish my family...

Random Goon (on boss-sitting duty): why not try reaching out to them?

Red Hood: They would never accept me as I am now... They wouldn't agree with my so-called "life choices". Besides, they don't miss me, they miss the person they think I used to be... I wasn't even a man when I last saw them.

Random Goon: Damn boss, that sucks.

***

And then the goons throw the Red Hood a party on trans visibility day and Jason is so confused he straight up cries.

[ideas-ideasideasideas]

Batman gives each of his Robins a different code to use when they’re in trouble and need immediate extraction. He promises that when they call, he’ll drop everything just to get to them, come hell or high water.

Jason, during his time with the League, shares his code with Damian, to be used “only in the direst of circumstances, when you have exhausted all other options.” He doesn’t know if Bruce will answer, given how fractured their relationship was before he died, but it is better than nothing. Every tool counts when they live such dangerous lives.

Damian uses it exactly once, and Bruce, who still feels the loss of his son like a yawning chasm in his chest, responds to it even though he knows it can’t be Jason because Jason’s dead. What he finds, instead of Jason, is a boy in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-small feet, with a face that Bruce sees himself and Talia in, requesting asylum from a grandfather who wishes to possess his body. Bruce doesn’t question how this boy who is so clearly his son knew the code. Talia al Ghul is resourceful and places family above all; the code is not beyond her abilities to discover, and she is not above using Bruce’s desperate love for his dead son to ensure that hers does not meet the same fate.

Bruce takes Damian in, because of course he does, and since Jason is dead he allows Damian to keep using the code. After all, it’s not like Jason is alive to use it, right? If someone uses the code, there’s no one it could be but Damian, right?

The next time the code is used, Bruce traces the location to Gotham even though Damian was supposed to be in Bludhaven visiting Dick. But whatever happened that resulted in Damian being in Gotham can wait, because he has already failed one son and he will not fail another, his son is in trouble and he needs to get to him, he needs to—

What he finds, instead of Damian, is a boy (just eighteen, too young, but also too old, but also he will always be a boy to him) in League garbs, drenched in blood from the tips of his midnight-black hair to his too-large feet (when had he gotten so big), wearing the face of his dead son.

(Who, maybe, just maybe, may no longer be so dead.)

[lavenderauthor]

i just wanted to say i love your little jason todd fic and its brought me comfort

I'm so glad you liked Jaybird Jaybird Fly Through My Window! Jason is one of my favorite Bat family members(shocker) and felt like he deserved some (read: a lot) of comfort and love.

[singswan-springswan]

In a happy world where Jason is legally resurrected and gets to go to college like he's always dreamed of

[varpusvaras]

I think that instead of being super apprehensive about Jason and him dating Roy, Oliver should take one look at him and then one look at Bruce and go oh, I'm about to be so annoying.

Oliver starts being so nice to Jason. So nice. Inviting him to family dinners. Giving him both his hero communications and personal phone number and telling him to call whenever he needs something. He gives him new tech and keeps updating his weapons and armor. He helps with missions and clean up and says nothing if Jason is a little rough, apart from patting him on the back and saying good job. He starts keeping his picture inside his wallet and has other pictures of Jason, Roy and Lian framed in the house and tells everyone about him. He starts calling him son-in-law first and then just son and then calls him a Harper and eventually a Queen.

At first it was just to annoy Bruce, but after the first time he tells Jason that he did a good job and Jason starts to tear up a little, Oliver goes oh no, oh I'm actually doing this now. This my boy now. I don't care if he and Roy break up or something, this is my boy now.

Bruce still thinks he's just doing it for the sole purpose of pissing him off, though, and he is so fucking mad. The Justice League meetings have turned into a Cold War zone.

Bruce starts to being so nice to Jason as well, forcing himself to ignore some of the more outrageous things Jason does, and Jason is so, so fucking confused.

[demonicsuffrage]

It's so wild when you think about how much of a shift the batkids had after they were adopted by Bruce, because NONE had a sibling and were like-

Dick, who accidentally walked into Tim's room, spotting the robin shrine he has there:

Tim: ...I can explain

Dick, walking out: Nevermind! It's my fault for wishing for siblings when I was a kid

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Jason: Who the hell tweeted 'skibidi toilet rizz' 56 times from my twitter?!

Tim, salty about the titans tower incident, laptop in hand still open to Jason's twitter account:

Jason:

Jason: I wish Bruce had adopted a puppy instead of you.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Damian, fuming after Bruce got them a shared hotel room on a vacation: I miss the days when I was an only child

Tim: Didn't your mom make like two thousand clones of you?

Damian: I would've preferred sharing my inheritances with all 2000 of them instead of you

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dick, entering his room at the manor after a patrol and spotting Duke on his bed and immediately shrieking: BRUCE, THERE'S A RANDOM KID IN MY ROOM

Bruce: Dick, this is your newest brother, Duke

Dick: And you gave him my room?!

Duke: Wow, the colour scheme in here is so 80s

Dick: Consider me and you estranged from now on

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bruce: Jason, unblock your brother, he is currently crying in the living room because of it.

Jason, had blocked Dick after the thirst trap Dick posted got over 100k views on tiktok and now everyone and their sibling was asking for Dick's number: What brother? I identify as an only child.

[reginalusus]

Not these two again (I will do it again).

Ummmm, soon-to-be father-son angst or something.

Jason's line after this was originally: "I don't need a lecture from the guy who swapped his scales and sword for cigarettes and guns," but I have other stuff I wanna move on to and the frames kinda got fucked, sooo.

Ko-Fi.