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โI can fend for myself just fine! I know how to make it on the streets-- and I like it there!โ
Yeah, I'm THE Junior Lord Robin. No, photos or autographs, thanks. Lord Batman is my- uh guardian? He's... my Lord Batman, I guess. I dunno...
Hello!! It's Em, back at it with Justice Lords bullshit >:] I also run the Lord Superman blog ( @lord-superman )!
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Keep in mind that the mun of this blog is 23 and works in childcare/education. I will not be interacting with muns who are under the age of 16 as explained in the linked post above.
This blog will handle a loooooot of dark topics, which can be especially depressing due to the character being a child. I will list them here as they are mentioned.
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Triggers will be tagged "tw: *insert trigger*"
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Alias: Junior Lord Robin
Legal Name: Jason Peter Todd
Age: 10-13, He's not sure actually..
Gender: Male
Hair: Black
Eyes: Blue
Height: 4'6"
Scars: Various old wounds from street life.. mayhaps a bullet wound hehe :]
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Jason Todd in this universe is newer to being Robin, which makes him especially vulnerable to the Justice Lordsโ propaganda. He is still, at heart, a street kid who came from very little, and now he has been taken in by Bruce Wayne- not just Bruce Wayne, but a literal Justice Lord. A rich billionaire with a massive home, endless resources, food, clothing, safety, and structure. To Jason, that kind of security is life-changing, and it comes with an unspoken pressure: earn your keep, prove you deserve to stay, do not become a burden. That fear sits deep in him. He is the sort of child who would be quietly terrified of being thrown out, of failing, of somehow proving himself too troublesome to keep. So when Bruce points at a rebel and says they are dangerous, Jason is primed to believe it. When Bruce says someone is involved in illegal activity, Jason is ready to throw himself at the problem headfirst. He wants to be useful. He wants to be worth the food, the bed, the care, the home.
The first time Bruce met Jason, the kid, of course, stole his tires! That boy doesn't give a fuck whose tires he's stealing. I mean, think of the money he'd get off of a Justice Lord's stuff! Except, just like in regular canon, he gets caught by Bruce. On that cold Gotham night, Lord Batman wanted to make sure he was warm, so he simply took the cape off and wrapped it around him. That first gesture of softness matters, kids tend to want authoritative figures to really be kind- what a strange experience for THE Lord Batman to be kind to him- the kid stole his tire for crying out loud! The owner of the second car is far more aggressive, which created the need for Bruce to step in and defend him. Jasonโs first experiences with Lord Batman were both terrifying and safe in the same breath.
Bruceโs rules for Jason are framed as protection, though they are absolutely shaped by propaganda and control. No leaving the house without telling him, because the rebels could snatch him up. No opening the front door for anyone. Yes, Jason can listen to the radio, but if he hears a voice speaking directly to him, he is not to answer! He is to get Bruce immediately, or write down everything that was said if Bruce is unavailable. Mixed in with those heavier rules are smaller ones, like brushing his teeth, because Bruce knows neglect and pain often go together. And then there is the emotional hook beneath all of it: Bruce making sure Jason knows he is loved, always welcome in the house, always wanted- unless he becomes a rebel. Why would he do that, Bruce implies, when the rebels cannot provide what Bruce can? Why would Jason throw away safety, care, and love for people who have so much less to offer? The message is not always spoken as a threat. That is what makes it work so well. It is wrapped in tenderness.
And Jason, of course, is still Jason. He agrees to the rules, mouths off with a grin, calls Bruce โold man,โ acts like he is on board- and then absolutely breaks the rules behind Bruceโs back whenever he thinks they are stupid. Because no matter how much fear he carries, no matter how much anxiety he has about being caught, he is still a street kid at his core. He still has that instinct to buck authority and do what he believes is right. That does not go away just because he has a bed now. The problem is that deep down, part of him knows Bruce is right in one crucial sense: the rebels cannot provide for him the way Bruce can. They cannot give him the food, the clean clothes, the room, the stability, the care. Bruce took him in, fed him, made sure he was clean, and gave him somewhere to sleep.
Which makes Jasonโs secret even messier: he absolutely still has rebel friends from his street days, and he keeps in contact with them in secret. That connection to where he came from never fully dies. He cannot just let those people go. But it raises the emotional stakes of everything because Bruce does not explode when Jason breaks a rule. He does not lash out in obvious anger. Instead, he takes Jason back to his room, sits across from him while Jason is on the bed, and waits. Let the silence settle. Then comes the guilt. Bruce telling him he could have gotten hurt, could have died, that someone could have taken hold of him, could have taken him away. Bruce is calling him Jay-Lad and asking if he likes his home, if Bruce failed him somehow, if the home, love, and protection he built are not enough. Asking whether Jason does not want it. That kind of response is devastating because it makes disobedience feel less like rebellion and more like betrayal. Bruce does not just make Jason fear punishment; he makes him fear that every act of independence is proof he is ungrateful, disloyal, or impossible to save.
That is the core of this version of Jason Todd: a boy caught between survival, love, propaganda, fear, and instinct. A kid who has finally been given warmth and safety by one of the most powerful men in the world, and who cannot stop himself from still looking over his shoulder toward the streets he came from. A Robin who wants to be good, wants to be useful, wants to stay... but who also still has rebellion in his bones. The guilt alone is going to eat him alive.
