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magicofrobin is a selective & semi - private interpretation of jason todd, batman's second robin and the current red hood, a true prince of gotham. based in comics and headcanons, with some influence from the under the red hood movie and the arkham knight game. revived by levi (he/it, 23).

#lazarus pit // admin #pinned post #rp promo

/ the way part of me wants to develop a specific arkhamverse au / plot for my jason even tho im not very active

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(below the cut) muse vs mun – TOON ME! picrew tagged by the most beloved mutual @spectracle! had a lot of fun with this and deeply enjoyed ur take as well sans it kinda killed me.

jay (left) vs me (right) they're not perfect but they're still good :)

#*dash games #the sans tag!#*picrews

/ my version of jason todd may not be for everyone but i like him and i'm having fun here

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helraising-archived

✞‎ ‎ ·‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ @lazaruswaters / @magicofrobin ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ :‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ / &. /‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ impromptu starter for jason and/or dove. love you tim, have fun & go wild with this if you want! <3

SOMEWHERE‎‎ ‎ IN‎‎ ‎ GOTHAM‎‎ ‎ THAT‎‎ ‎ NIGHT…NONDESCRIPT‎‎ ‎ GARAGE,‎‎ ‎ CRIME‎‎ ‎ ALLEY.

9:46‎‎ ‎ P.M.‎‎

while‎‎ ‎ jay-lad‎‎ ‎ works‎‎ ‎ on‎‎ ‎ her‎‎ ‎ bike,‎‎ ‎ taking‎‎ ‎ a‎‎ ‎ look‎‎ ‎ at‎‎ ‎ what’s‎‎ ‎ tripping‎‎ ‎ up‎‎ ‎ her‎‎ ‎ mode‎‎ ‎ of‎‎ ‎ transportation‎‎ ‎ exactly,‎‎ ‎ helena‎‎ ‎ lets‎‎ ‎ him‎‎ ‎ do‎‎ ‎ his‎‎ ‎ thing‎‎ ‎ in‎‎ ‎ peace‎‎ ‎ and‎‎ ‎ takes‎‎ ‎ the‎‎ ‎ moment‎‎ ‎ to‎‎ ‎ browse‎‎ ‎ her‎‎ ‎ phone‎‎ ‎ and‎‎ ‎ catch‎‎ ‎ up‎‎ ‎ on‎‎ ‎ her‎‎ ‎ notifications.‎‎ ‎ not‎‎ ‎ her‎‎ ‎ favourite‎‎ ‎ thing‎‎ ‎ in‎‎ ‎ the‎‎ ‎ world,‎‎ ‎ especially‎‎ ‎ if‎‎ ‎ it’s‎‎ ‎ texting,‎‎ ‎ but‎‎ ‎ helena‎‎ ‎ prioritises‎‎ ‎ responsibility‎‎ ‎ over‎‎ ‎ her‎‎ ‎ personal‎‎ ‎ comfort,‎‎ ‎ as‎‎ ‎ usual.

“red‎‎ ‎ hood,”‎‎ ‎ huntress‎‎ ‎ says‎‎ ‎ as‎‎ ‎ she‎‎ ‎ taps‎‎ ‎ him‎‎ ‎ on‎‎ ‎ the‎‎ ‎ shoulder‎‎ ‎ a‎‎ ‎ couple‎‎ ‎ of‎‎ ‎ times,‎‎ ‎ gentle‎‎ ‎ but‎‎ ‎ making‎‎ ‎ sure‎‎ ‎ she‎‎ ‎ has‎‎ ‎ his‎‎ ‎ attention‎‎ ‎ before‎‎ ‎ she‎‎ ‎ continues.‎‎‎ “dove’s‎‎ ‎ planning‎‎ ‎ dinner‎‎ ‎ and‎‎ ‎ wants‎‎ ‎ to‎‎ ‎ know‎‎ ‎ what‎‎ ‎ your‎‎ ‎ schedule‎‎ ‎ looks‎‎ ‎ like‎‎ ‎ tonight.‎‎ ‎ what‎‎ ‎ should‎‎ ‎ i‎‎ ‎ tell‎‎ ‎ them?”

magicofrobin

earning jason todd's trust was an almost sisyphean task—you pushed and you pushed and just when you think you've made it, just when you think you've earned your place among the short list of people he trusts wholeheartedly, the smallest misstep could send you careening back to square one, where you have to decide if the effort is worth it. if having his trust is worth enduring the push and pull, the hesitation and anxiety manifested as anger and distance, that comes with trying to push a boulder up this particular hill.

and once you had it? once you'd put in the time and the effort and he was ready to drop his walls around you? it was not a thing to be taken lightly.

which is why it shows, more than him saying anything, how explicitly he trusts helena, that he'll keep his back to her like this. his focus is entirely on her bike, not on her and what she's doing, not on protecting himself and hiding any sign of vulnerability, because he trusts that she's not going to use his vulnerabilities against him. he trusts that she'll have his back—she'll protect him, warn him if need be, she won't try to hurt him just because his back is turned.

he trusts that if she needs his attention (or wants it) that she won't just leap into whatever conversation she wants to have, she'll actually make sure he can hear her and follow the conversation, not just get annoyed when he's not participating or seems to disregard what she's saying (...like some people do).

that's why he only startles a little when she taps his shoulder (not that he'd ever admit to that).

when he turns back to look at her, there's a streak of grease on his cheek where he'd absentmindedly rubbed at some irritation there (it's another show of trust that he was willing to part with both his helmet and his domino while working on her bike—the first because he wanted to, the latter because it was annoying him).

and if he perks up considerably when she mentions dove? that's his business.

"i mean, i was already plannin' on going over to their place after wrapping this up, so yeah, 'm available for dinner."

there is one question that occurs to him though (it's part curiosity, part insecurity):

"this is an invitation for both of us right? they're not just askin' you and you're inviting me or they're havin' you ask because i'm not answering my phone, right?"

"if it is that though tell them i'm not ducking their texts on purpose, my phone jus'..."

he scrunches up his nose in the same way he's been doing for years, looking all the younger for it.

"...met a tragic demise tonight."

meaning it got destroyed during a fight when a goon get a lucky hit in, only barely managing to not stab him. it was not his proudest moment.

(the one time he carries his civilian phone with him and this is what happens)

#red hood // active thread #red hood // reply #finally got to reply to this... sorry it got kind of long. i was feeling IT ngl #lovesick loser jason todd and jaydove you are so famous to me. im sorry helena u are in the middle of these nerds

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BATKIDS at the park

Close up shots

/ jay and dazzler meeting is lovely and makes me so happy and it being canon to his main timeline could be so fun because him just offhandedly mentioning to dove that he met her once would blow their mind bc they really like her music and that would be so wild to them

#lazarus pit // admin #red hood // musing #<- kind of #jason dropping random lore to dove and dove is almost always like ??? what the fuck that's so wild #they forget sometimes he got out of their neighborhood for awhile and lived a very different life until he says some shit like that

he's twelve years old (almost thirteen! kind of... he's only been twelve for a couple months but he's! counting it!) and he's been robin for awhile now (less than a year) and tonight is the first time batman trusts him enough to go off by himself (less than 10 minutes away from him) during patrol and he's practically vibrating with excitement. he's been waiting for his time to show b that he could take care of himself—to really cement his place as batman's backup, to really show him that he's worth it even if he isn't as good at it as dick is yet. it doesn't even matter that b letting him fly solo might have had less to do with actually trusting him and more to do with him wanting to talk to catwoman alone. (well.. it does in the little anxious corner in the back of his mind, but he's learned by now to take what he's given)

which brings him to now; cape wrapped snuggly around himself to minimize his excited jitters (and to keep him warm—as much as he loves his costume – and he does love it – it sucks at keeping him warm), hidden on a forgotten walkway in one of gotham's many abandoned warehouses during a concert (or rave? he's not totally sure how those work so maybe this is one?) that probably isn't supposed to be happening. instead of turning around and going back to batman like he should've, he's mesmerized by the current artist—they've got a different sound than he's used to (it's nothing like the music his parents used to play for him or the new bands he's been getting into, but he likes it a lot) and they've been doing all kinds of impossible effects during their set that he can't look away from.

they're dazzling, for lack of a better word.

it had been their lighting effects that had gotten him to stop and check out the concert in the first place. he wishes he could've seen their whole set from down in the crowd, just like everyone else instead of up here in his little hiding spot.

and everything's going really well...

...until their set ends and he's trying to sneak back out that is.

everything was going fine until he slipped and came down on his knees hard, crashing into the metal walkway with a loud BANG.

...and then dropped his grapnel while trying to shake off the pain in his knees and hands. as if things couldn't get any worse.

that's why when he half jumps – half climbs down to grab it, all he can get out is soft—

"oops?"

—when he lands in directly front of the performer that had just left the stage.

closed starter 》 @spectracle

#red hood // starter #red hood // active thread #the sans tag!#the crossover tag! 》 marvel edition #the au tag! 》 the past #sorry if this sucks and sorry it took so long family stuff and school stuff came up and life was chaotic for a few days #i was going for a more lighthearted kinda not silly but idk the word vibe of a nearly brand new jaybin sneaking into a concert #and im not sure the complete timeline you have for ali but ik you said she'd be Younger and i kind of rolled with a similar idea to her #debut comic where she's performing in kind of an underground / secret sort of venue? like the kind of place you might start out at #and sorry if it's too long i kind of got into the set up ngl

/ really want to write the Jaybin rn

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prev. ⚔ | reply to @helraising.

it's the childishness that still clings to him (despite the heaviness of adulthood that made a home in him before he could understand what he was giving up to keep his mom alive) that causes him to wrinkle his nose and contend he never gets tired. he hasn't outgrown the need to prove himself capable, to pretend like he's invincible in the way that all children do until they're proven wrong—so invincible, so untouchable that not even exhaustion is a problem for him, but they both know that's not true. he's almost fifteen and he still gets tired, still sometimes finds comfort in being carried (not that he will ever admit that, the teenager in him won't let him). "for the record, that wasn't me bein' tired. i was just..."

he bites the corner of his lip, wrinkling his nose again, before mumbling a half-hearted lie that not even he believes.

"practicing strategic energy conservation tactics... obviously."

and with the seriousness only someone on the cusp of childhood can have, he grumbles, "'m not a little kid, huntress, 'm fourteen and that's practically an adult already."

"so, i don't even have a bedtime."

(and if there is a hint of pride to that statement that's his business. he preens at any acknowledgement of his maturity much the same way he preens at any praise—he's starved for the acknowledgement that he's done well)

purses his lips and gives her a look that's trying hard to seem as unbothered as he is and failing.

"midterms start next week but i'm not super worried about 'em." he's not trying to come off as overconfident, but he is confident. he knows he's smart, he's worked hard to get to where he's at now, so it'll take more than a couple exams to rattle him. if he can catch up to his peers after leaving school when he did, then he can do anything. including balancing school and being robin, including passing his midterms without obsessively studying and taking time off from his night work.

he's not sure what to say now. he doesn't know if he wants to ignore it or argue or admit that he doesn't know how to be a regular kid. it makes his stomach twist in knots, emotions warring like a mess of snakes—there's the desire for a normal life, whatever that means, and the desire to help, to right wrongs and be the light that gotham needs, that batman needs. there's the desire to be a child and the anxiety of letting b down, of not being enough to hold everything together.

so he shrugs and stares down at his gloved hands intently. "batman needs me out here, huntress. i can't just... i can't just quit, not when he needs me."

#red hood // active thread #red hood // reply #sans there's 0 pressure to reply this has just been sitting in my drafts for ages and ages and ages and i finally have free time to devote #to writing and the demons possessed me. sorry if this is not the only reply u get... trust i will feel annoying about this later #oh jason todd who grew up too fast and thinks hes responsible for the actions of the adults in his life. oh jason todd who became a #caretaker when he should've been the one being taken care of and now he has no idea how to do or be anything else... oh i love you

/ and if im about to work on a thread thats almost a year old thats MY business. its not great business but fuck it forgot the draft was almost complete

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Please reblog this if it’s okay for me to just pop into your ask box to RP with you, even if you haven’t reblogged a meme, because I just want to RP with you

/ the way i am so tempted to have my jay interp use arkham knight.. at least like for a bit prior to taking up red hood... hmmm.

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its been over two months since robin was grounded and jason todd was left without that familiar armor to lean back on. losing the sense of usefulness, of purpose, of strength that robin gave him still feels like a new wound; the kind that grows pink and hot when he tries to hide instead of undergoing the momentary pain of treating it. he knows, like he knows how to throw a punch or pick a lock, that this particular wound will never heal in full, not even when – if – he's allowed out as robin again.

it's something about the broken trust between him and bruce—the fact that bruce could so readily believe that he'd killed someone, that bruce wouldn't believe him when he'd said that garzonas had slipped off the balcony had hurt. it felt like a betrayal in the worse way; it didn't matter that he wasn't exactly upset that garzonas had died, that he could see the good of there being one less monster in the world, it still hurt to know what bruce apparently thought of him.

(he did slip, didn't he? some days jason wasn't so sure; his memory of that day on the balcony are a blur, the only thing he recalls in crystal clarity is watching garzonas fall—seeing him hit the ground and doing nothing but stand frozen on the balcony.)

but he's putting that out of his mind for the night (mostly) because bruce is out of town and dick is (sort of) responsible for him and he's okay if robin goes out. not that jason exactly explained why robin was grounded; he was just excited to go out again, especially if it's dick taking him out. patrolling with dick was fun and it was special. it didn't happen often enough for him to lose that feeling of awe that he got any time he got to spend time with his (??)... with dick.

not to mention dick is letting him patrol by himself for most of the night, which is a definite perk after being cooped up for so long. it means he can take his time traveling his city and his neighborhood—he can go to the places that batman doesn't frequent, stopping and helping the people who need it most (the people he used to know, the kind of people he used to be). traveling familiar streets and rooftops has him feeling lighter than he has since before bruce benched him; he almost feels himself again, now that he's able to fly for the night.

and he thinks that's why he finds himself landing on the rooftop of his favourite building in gotham—he's searching for normalcy in a world that doesn't make sense anymore (he hasn't learned the rules yet, not since they changed without him knowing). it's only meant to be a quick stop, a break to visit his favourite gargoyle statue and enjoy the view but... he's caught off guard when sees that he was not the first person to choose this particular rooftop for a break from it all.

and well... he's already doing things he's not supposed to and bruce isn't here to stop him so... he's gonna ignore the fact that bruce doesn't exactly want him to talk with huntress. it's not like he can get more grounded... technically.

and besides, he likes huntress; she's cool, doesn't try to lecture him (unlike some people), and she doesn't mind him hanging around.

"huntress! hi!"

there's no denying his excitement when he sees her—the way he lights up and waves, his grin all bright and crooked and young

"okay–"

–draws the word out, carefully practiced inflection slipping for just a moment, offering the smallest glimpse at the boy behind the mask.

"well... is it okay if i talk then? 'cause, i mean.. 'm here and you're here 'nd i kinda sorta want to talk to someone who isn't b or nightwing."

scrunches his nose, making a face that is all teenage frustration, all jason todd – all hurt and irritated and weary in a way he shouldn't be at only fifteen – and not robin. the truth of it is gone as quick as it came, leaving only the mask and a boy who thinks he knows what he's doing.

#red hood // active thread #helraising tag!#template cr for the rp border thing is @icrayg #unclear if i like this but its finally as done as i wanted it lmao so i shall send it away for now #also no pressure to actually reply to this

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thank you for the tag @helraising! this was super fun

#red hood // musing #dash games #probably gonna do this for other muses....#really vibing with these ones but i had quite a few i didnt use tbh

ROMANTIC GESTURES. bold what you're sure applies to your muse, italicize what could be possible or depends on the situation.

holding hands (in public) · buying flowers · cooking · cuddles · writing a poem / song · holding door open · tying shoe laces · sharing a milkshake with two straws · offering their jacket when it's cold · kissing in the rain · publicly confessing love (there needs to be a way to super bold this) · long walks at the beach · doing the titanic pose on a boat · taking cute pictures in a photobooth · sharing a taxi / uber · kissing the back of their hand · slow dancing · getting tickets of their favorite artist / sports team / other · introducing them to their parents · lighting candles · flower petals on bed · love letters · star gazing · brushing / doing their hair · picnics · teaching them to play an instrument / sport while gently guiding their hands · compliments · late night drives · taking selfies together · drawing them · self-made gifts · massages · proposing with a family heirloom ring · lending them their favorite book to read · paying for dinner / coffee · mixtapes / playlists · surprise birthday parties · feeding them · handing them keys to their apartment · making space in drawer for their clothes when they stay over · sharing a blanket · couple costumes · tucking a hair strand behind their ear · running after them at the airport / keeping them from leaving · moving cities to be together · blowing a kiss · breakfast in bed · defending them in a fight (verbally / physically) · joint bubble baths · dropping the l-bomb ("i love you") · dedicating a song at the karaoke bar to them · wearing their clothes · yawning before putting an arm around them while watching a movie · grant them the last bite (from meal).

thanks for the tag @helraising!

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𝓕 : My muse’s handwriting. (Is it good, bad, difficult to decipher, do they prefer writing by hand or with the help of some form of machine, e.t.c.)

✈ : My muse and traveling. (If they do it frequently and why, if they never left their home town, e.t.c.)

✿ : My muse and nature. (If they are an ‘outdoorsy type’, like the sound of bird’s singing, if they have never set foot in a forest, e.t.c.)

☼ : My muse’s first memory. (Where it was, who was with them, how this memory makes them feel, e.t.c.)

☙ : My muse’s favourite food. (Bonus: A memory, be it good or bad, associated with said food.)

♬ : My muse and music. (What type of music they like listening to and in what context, what music they would never listen to, e.t.c.)

↺ : My muse and the past. (Do they live in the past and struggle to let go of past grievances, or move on more easily, is there anything in their past they want to forget, e.t.c.)

☾ : My muse and sleep. (How much they sleep, how much they wish to sleep, if there is something that never fails to put them to sleep, e.t.c.)

✧ : My muse and art. (If they have an artistic side or not and why, favourite artist if they have one, e.t.c.)

❃ : My muse and social media. (If the muse is/would be on social media and why/why not, their general opinion on it, e.t.c.)

✉ : My muse and others. (If they social and outgoing or more introverted, and why. If they prefer communicating with others face to face or in written form, e.t.c.).

▶ : My muse and level of education. (If the muse has some form of education, what education they perhaps wish they had, e.t.c.).

◐ : My muse and animals. (If they like animals and treat them well, do not care for them at all, e.t.c.).

❒ : My muse and gifts. (If they are good/bad at finding gifts, good/bad at receiving gifts, good/bad at wrapping gifts, e.t.c.)

☘ : My muse’s relation with their family. (If they speak with each other and how much, if they are close or estranged, e.t.c.).

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