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#BL33DGOTHAM | A HIGHLY SELECTIVE, PRIVATE INTERPRETATION OF JASON TODD OF DC COMICS, FORMERLY KNOWN AS ROBIN, REIMAGINED AS MIXED RACE, THAI. THIS IS A CHARACTER WHO DIED YOUNG, CAME BACK WRONG, AND NEVER FORGOT WHAT IT FELT LIKE TO BE ABANDONED BY THE SYSTEMS THAT RAISED HIM. HE DOESN’T REALLY CARE WHAT YOU CALL HIM AT ALL. WHAT MATTERS IS WHAT GETS DONE; AND WHO’S STILL STANDING WHEN IT’S OVER.

THIS PORTRAYAL EXPLORES GRIEF RESTRUCTURED INTO VIOLENCE, MORALITY UNDER PRESSURE, AND THE LONG HALF-LIFE OF SURVIVAL AFTER JUSTICE FAILS YOU. EXPECT TRAUMA, INSTABILITY, MEMORY LOSS, AND VIOLENCE. RUNNING DIAGNOSITCS BY KAI, SHE/HER, BLACK, SOUTHERN. ICONLESS. 21+.

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stilinski-ortiz-dolan

#* aes 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝟒 .

eloquent-nightmare

“All parents damage their children. It cannot be helped. Youth, like pristine glass, absorbs the prints of its handlers. Some parents smudge, others crack, a few shatter childhoods completely into jagged little pieces, beyond repair.”

— Mitch Albom, The Five People You Meet in Heaven (via observando)

#a word.#tbt

ggori6

#* aes 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝟒 .

hc + 🌍 for a travel-themed headcanon

jason does not talk about the places he’s been. most people assume he stayed in gotham, that the time between his death and his reappearance as red hood was spent in alleys of gc, or in the league’s care. he’s crossed borders in silence. he has slipped through checkpoints with false documents. he watched sunrises from rooftops in cities no one would associate with him; istanbul, bangkok, buenos aires, rabat. these are places that had nothing to do with the his own designated, dedicated mission and everything to do with simply disappearing under the grid.

he doesn’t take photos nor buy souvenirs like a tourist. jason doesn’t leave footprints either, ones that people can trace easily. but he remembers smells; roasting chestnuts in winter markets, incense on temple steps, the salt bite of ocean wind through narrow streets.

#* cs 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 .#( hi. )

hc + 😶 for a headcanon about a secret they know of / keep

jason keeps a list, one no one else has seen that he does not want them to see, one he will never speak about aloud, of every person who was present in the building the night he died. not just the joker, not just the orchestrators of the operation, but every individual tangentially or directly complicit. the guards posted at the perimeter, the drivers who delivered supplies, the men who stood in hallways and did nothing while a child screamed behind concrete walls. he does not categorize it as revenge, at least not in the conventional sense; he has no active plan to track them all down, no grand design of execution or retribution for them, at least, not yet. many are already dead, disappeared, or buried beneath other names and aliases in the chaotic sprawl of gotham’s underworld.

others sit in prison cells, unknowing that the reason for their insomnia or sudden transfers might be rooted in the presence someone watching from a distance. the point is that he knows. he’s made absolutely certain of it. names, dates of birth, known aliases, last known addresses, safehouse rotations, false identities cross-referenced with outdated security footage; it’s all catalogued and encrypted.

#* cs 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 .#( thank you! )

kissthefuture

#* cs 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 .

he grew up in the hill, tucked between other kids with immigrant parents, families that had carved out pieces of the city and tried to make them livable. the kind of place where grocery stores kept incense and fish sauce behind the counter, where you could hear three languages in the span of one block and still get told to “ speak english ”. his mother, somying, was born in chiang mai to a working-class family, second of four daughters. she was smart, but not the one anyone expected anything from.

when a recruitment agency promised her a hospitality job in america, she left on a tourist visa she could barely navigate, telling only her youngest sister. the job didn’t exist. by the time she reached gotham city, she was undocumented, alone, and in debt. she cleaned rooms, danced when she had to, and wired money home until the silence got too heavy. she met willis todd not out of love, but survival. he didn’t ask her questions, and the rent got paid. the arguments never stopped. jason was born a year later, named after his grandfather on his father’s side.

he used to speak thai fluently as a kid, back when his ma would hum luk thung songs while washing dishes or slip back into her dialect when she was tired. she’d switch to it when she was exhausted, when she was angry, when she wanted to tell him something only he should understand. after she died, the words stuck in his throat. the grammar went first. then the sounds followed. he never forgot how to understand it, his accent’s rough, americanized, and it frustrates him.

jason never had a proper funeral to grieve over. he was too young and too poor when his mom died to afford the rites she would’ve wanted, she deserved. no funeral rites uttered from monks, no burning of incense, no temple steps lined with white-robed mourners holding joss sticks, candles, and flower garlands. he remembers hearing once that funerals weren’t just for the dead, but for the living; to untangle the threads, to send the spirit safely onward so it wouldn’t linger, so it wouldn’t rot.

#* cs 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 .#thinking.

hc + 😨 for a fear-themed headcanon

jason does not fear death, and he does not fear pain, not in the performative or exaggerated sense that others might project onto him, but in the deeply internalized, lived reality of someone who has endured both and emerged not untouched, but accustomed. pain to him presents as routine, familiar, and in many ways manageable. he knows how to compartmentalize it, how to work through it without flinching, how to weaponize it if necessary. but what tends to unsettle him far more than suffering is the sensation of losing control, particularly in moments when his agency is stripped.

this fear is most often triggered in medical settings, where the combination of institutional structure, antiseptic smell, and fluorescent lighting creates an environment that feels both sterile and deeply unsafe. the concept of being sedated without consent, of waking up restrained, or even the thought of having machines monitor his body without his oversight, produces an immediate visceral reaction.

it pulls him back to the pit, to the grave, to the period of his life where time fractured and the body he returned in no longer felt like his own. his memories from that time are not linear, not coherent narratives, but violent flashes of sensation: the sound of screaming that may or may not have been his own, an overwhelming heat that did not simply burn the skin but permeated bone, the taste of copper mixed with something unfamiliar and caustic, the sharp intrusion of needles, the weight of restraint, and the disturbing awareness of being altered at a level deeper than flesh. he does not describe these memories often, and when he does, it is with detached precision, as if reporting someone else’s trauma.

he has difficulty tolerating enclosed spaces that lack visible exits, especially basements or interior rooms with no windows or airflow. one would not described it as a psychological projection so much as a physiological recall. his body responds before his mind does. he experiences an overwhelming internal pressure, as if something is closing in, and every instinct he has tells him to fight, to escape, to find a way out before the space becomes sealed permanently. this is not rooted in fear of harm.

#* cs 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 .#( thank you! )

mcrgtrobbie

“Is that a bulletproof vest? See, now that’s so insulting. That’s like saying I’m not smart enough to shoot you in the head.”

— Janet Evanovich, Seven Up, Stephanie Plum #7 (via myquoteslibrary)

#* cs 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 .

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Thematic Headcanons. A series of subject-specific headcanons you can ask your favorite blog and muse.

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ohisms

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓, 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐄. ( a collection of various location prompts categorized by certain environments. feel free to adjust phrasing as desired. this prompt is likely to be updated in the future. )

[ 1. ] — URBAN :

the graffiti - scarred underpass of an old railway bridge, echoing with distant trains. the fire escape of a towering high - rise, overlooking a vast grid of sleeping lights. a forgotten alleyway behind a row of storefronts, bathed in the glow of a neon sign. the window booth of a greasy diner, blurred city lights reflected in the glass. a sheltered bus stop tagged with old stickers & graffiti, drenched in midnight rain. a food cart on a busy street corner, steam rising into the cool night air. a 24 - hour laundromat, fluorescent lights humming above rows of idle machines. amidst the initial trickle of commuters through a sprawling subway station. a park at the city's center, made up of grassy knolls & playground equipment. the shadowed corridor of a parking garage, footsteps echoing in concrete silence. the elevated walkway over a busy intersection, offering a bird's - eye view. a vibrant street art mural on the side of a decaying brick building, alive with color.

[ 2. ] — RURAL :

a cramped stall within an empty stable, moonlight shining through the rafters. a neglected orchard where wind - blown fruit rots beneath gnarled trees. a winding gravel path leading all the way to a secluded farmhouse. a field of wildflowers buzzing with bees, bordered by split - rail fencing. a street temporarily shut down on behalf of a bustling farmer's market. the sleepy main street of an eerie town, a single streetlight casting a warm glow. a dry creek bed winding through brittle grass & sun-bleached stones. a rickety wooden bridge arching over a narrow stream, frogs croaking all around. a quiet paddock under bright starlight, farm animals peacefully grazing. the middle of a deep, vast corn field under a brilliantly shining moon. a dusty, unpaved road stretching endlessly through a landscape of rolling hills. a yard sale with patrons trickling through beneath the hot sun.

[ 3. ] — NATURE :

a moss - covered trail leading deeper into a dense, mist-shrouded forest. a windswept cliff overlooking a turbulent gray ocean, gulls crying overhead. a secret lagoon with crystal blue waters & flourishing flora on all sides. the shifting golden dunes of a vast beach, meeting the endless blue of the sea. the banks of a swift, rocky river cutting through a vibrant forest. a lodge / cabin in the middle of the woods, seemingly unoccupied for years. a cluttered camping site deep in the middle of a national forest. the edge of a marsh, thick with reeds & the distant calls of unseen birds. the tranquil, glassy surface of a mountain lake reflecting a clear blue sky. a hidden clearing bathed in dappled light, exuding the scent of damp earth. a fork in the hiking trail, each path offering different adventures. a foggy moor where the land rolls endlessly beneath a grey, heavy sky. the deck of a cozy cottage bathed in sunlight & blooming flowers. a grove of ancient trees, their roots exposed & twisted like veins in the earth.

[ 4. ] — SHOPS & ENTERTAINMENT :

a warm, dimly lit antique shop overflowing with forgotten treasures. the too - cheery gift shop near the front entrance of a hospital. a comic book store sporting bright posters & dozens of tradable goods. amid long aisles lined with thrifted goods at the local consignment store. a cluttered, cozy bookstore smelling of old paper & freshly brewed tea. the incense-heavy interior of a well maintained smoke shop. the warmth of a small-town bakery, pastries piled high in the display case. backstage, the space cluttered with costumes, props, & nervous energy. a shop in an unfamiliar country, every label written in a foreign language. the chilled interior of an ice cream parlor offering refuge on a hot day. under the harsh yellow lights of the only liquor store that was open at 2am. a tourist - trap shop full of cheesy knick-knacks catered to travelers. an unassuming corner shop concealing the entrance to an exclusive club. a vibrant flower market overflowing with fragrant blooms & vendors' chatter. under the flashing lights of a dance club, bass thrumming through the floor. the hushed, reverent interior of a grand theater just before the curtain rises. a pop - up carnival at night, rides whirling & distant screams mixing with music. a karaoke lounge drenched in LED's, lyrics scrolling across a bright screen. the rewards counter of an arcade, stacked wall-to-wall with countless prizes. a classy high - rise rooftop bar with countless city lights sprawling beneath. a brightly lit arcade alive with the sounds of chimes, explosions & laughter. the neon - drenched interior of a retro - themed diner with a jukebox playing old hits. a casino floor buzzing with noise; slot machines chiming, cards shuffling. the open air of a summer music festival, crowd gathered under the twilight. a classic, dimly lit bowling alley- the crash of pins echoing down the lanes. the back row of a mostly - empty movie theatre right as the lights go dark.

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❚❘ d34d.wr0ng_0017 / unofficial extraction report: todd, p. jason

jason todd is a resurrected operative with former ties to the batman network. presumed dead for several years, he re-emerged under the alias red hood, operating outside of sanctioned vigilante protocol. he no longer affiliated with the family or any established justice collective, his actions could be considered autonomous, targeted, and often lethal.

born and raised in gotham city, jason is mixed race, thai and white, and fluent in thai. he also demonstrates working knowledge of spanish and conversational arabic; which he has picked up during his off-grid years and time as red hood. he is currently in his mid to late twenties, though his physical aging appears inconsistent due to the effects of the lazarus pit.

appearance. he stands approximately 6'3, with a solid build shaped by years of urban combat, tactical fieldwork, and survival conditioning. his natural hair is black, with a streak of white. his eyes are dark, though they appear green or distorted under certain conditions; especially in low light or during heightened emotional states. both additions to his appearance is due to his resurrection. some have noted that these changes tend to occur after prolonged sleep deprivation or stress events.

psychological evaluation. jason’s psychological profile remains formally unverified post-resurrection. his previous assessments marked indicators of complex ptsd, trauma-rooted aggression, survivor’s guilt, and disassociative behavior. current intel suggests he has developed his own internal logic and coping systems; functional, but highly volatile.

weapons and training. his combat profile is unmatched in adaptability. trained under batman’s initial tutelage, refined by the league of assassins, and reshaped by lived experience, jason combines street brawling, tactical weaponry, and psychological disruption in every encounter. he is a skilled marksman and excels in both close-quarters and urban terrain combat. his preferred weapons include twin pistols, modified explosives, and a reinforced crowbar. recent footage confirms that he is still capable of non-lethal tactics, though this appears situational and infrequent.

jason does not seek alliances, but he is not without connections.

summary of activities. involved in multiple unsanctioned vigilante incidents. targets include known traffickers, cartel intermediaries, and corrupt GCPD officers. use of lethal force confirmed. pattern suggests personal vendetta operations rather than random violence. presence confirmed in the narrows, east end, and dockside sectors. no permanent address. resurfaces intermittently.

report filed by. KAI division. independent observation — unofficial file date. [x]

peppermintstranger

Earth Vangwithayakul — born in 1994 — Denmark

#* visual #𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 .

* cs, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 . * threads, 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐛 . * nsfw, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 . * aes, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐜𝟒 . * visual, 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 .

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