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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BOYYY 🥳🥳🥳
Happy birthday Jason Todd!! I was staring at that Jorge Jiménez drawing for ages trying to ref the lighting 😭
Star sapphire Jay wouldn't stop wearing his armor just because he has the ring. The other lanterns constantly make fun of him for taking longer to get ready than the rest of them until his ring runs out and he hits the ground shooting because he's fully masked and geared underneath that lantern suit.
Star Sapphire Jason Todd, but the ring shows up after the Batarang Incident as his people are dragging him to Leslie’s clinic, which results in
Ring: Jason Todd of Ear-
Goon 1: Dude, you can’t just say that, don’t you know ANYTHING about vigilantes?
Goon 2: Yeah, when he’s in the suit he’s Red Hood, get it right
Ring:
Ring: Red Hood of Earth,
Goon 3: “Of Earth?” That’s weird, man
Goon 1: Yeah, if anything he’s “of Gotham”
Goon 2: Nah, Hood’s “of Crime Alley”
And Jason is sitting there trying not to laugh as his people bully a fucking Lantern Ring, because he’s still bleeding and Leslie would genuinely eviscerate him for moving before she’s done with his stitches. Eventually they end up forcing the ring to explicitly lay out everything that accepting the ring would entail like it’s a work contract, and he’s actually kind of proud of them because it meant they were listening, and he doesn’t have the heart to tell them he already knows what a Star Sapphire is (though he did technically learn a few details he hadn’t known before, so it was probably good they did it anyway).
Anyway, the ring eventually makes its offer (calling him Red Hood of Crime Alley in a bid to not be interrupted), and Jason waits as his goons debate the pros and cons, wondering when the ring will realize he can’t actually give verbal consent at the moment due to the, y’know, recently slit throat.
He eventually does accept the ring, once it’s determined that he can choose his outfit and won’t draw too much attention to himself by glowing. It’s probably pretty good timing, since even though Leslie did a good job putting him back together (while all of this was going on, the ring refused to leave him and his people were adamant on fighting for his legal rights against the cosmic entity, which she tolerated as long as they helped and stayed physically out of the way), his throat still hurts like a bitch and the healing magic that rushes through him is pure relief. Anyway, due to the way they had the ring word the proposal, the newest Star Sapphire is logged officially as “Red Hood of Crime Alley,” and Hal immediately starts sweating, absolutely dreading having to tell Spooky that his Crime Lord Problem just got significantly more complicated.
Leslie bargains to have Jason use healing magic on more severe cases, and they set up a schedule for him to work shifts at the clinic, and then she immediately goes to beat Batman’s ass for what happened since she is well aware of who Jason Todd is, and the goons may have already forcefully ejected his name from their minds in respect, but she still hasn’t forgiven Bruce for forcing her to perform an honestly pretty irrelevant autopsy on the kid. She can ask him how he came back later.
Jason is just trying to see how accurately he can form construct versions of his guns. The pink is a bit much, but the unlimited ammo is pretty sweet
au where Jason’s revival is revealed to the rest of the bats because at some point after Damian moves in to the manor Dick and Tim decide to be nosy brothers and go through all his shit while he’s at school, and hidden within the belongings he brought from the league is an old worn notebook lovingly titled by Damian in handwriting that clearly started when he was much younger, ‘the Jason Todd quote book’.
Tim and Dick have to go through the book and come to terms with the fact that not only is Jason alive again, but according to what Damian’s recorded, he’s still a complete fucking idiot.
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Tim: number 71, ‘if you’re gonna sit there and tell me there’s an actual difference between a cucumber and a courgette then i know you’re lying to my face. look at them. both can be used as a dildo. that’s all i need to know, Talia.’
Dick: …there’s no way this is actually our Jason, right?
Tim: number 72, ‘i used to be normal and homeless, but then Batman tried to domesticate me like a cat and he fucked up the process so bad that now i’m in this fuckass cult and there’s a rock in my shoe and one day i’ll kill him for it.’
Dick:
Dick: holy shit that’s our Jason.
Tim: number 73, ‘Ra’s, get your dick out, i wanna see if the pit also made yours bigger or if that’s just a me thing.’
Dick:
Dick: dude how many quotes are in th-
Tim: 631.
Dick:
i spent most last year working on this comic for @batfamilyzine now i can post them
some stuff below
Jason and Jaybin cause some things never change
He was hungy 🥺
tonight’s obsession: circumstances that lead to the Batfamily giving up and calling an uber
Tim Drake, whose brilliant plan to ride on top of a truck full of bad guy loot means that his motorcycle is currently 38 city blocks away: oh fuck this
Duke, at 3 AM on a 10 degree December night: I don’t get it, I thought we used parkour to get around
Steph, huddling for warmth with Cass while Harper looks for their driver: you like frostbite, Signal? because that’s how you get frostbite.
getting a selfie with the Red Hood is a rite of passage for rideshare drivers in Gotham. he’s an infamously polite passenger, likes small talk, tips generously, and will pay your cleaning fees if he happens to bleed on the upholstery. he has his real name on his account and more than one driver has noticed that it’s the same as Bruce Wayne’s dead kid, but no uber driver on earth is getting paid enough to bring it up.
I really love the headcanon that relatively a lot of average Gothamites have the information necessary to deduce the identity of all the Bats, but… ignorance is bliss. Especially when one of them saved your cousin’s life, like, yesterday. And also literally no one else in Gotham tips better.
some random driver, vividly remembering Spoiler politely asking if they could stop at 7-Eleven for a slurpee, Batgirl dozing off and snoring quietly behind her mask, and Red Robin very sheepishly fishing a crumpled fifty dollar bill out of his utility belt for a tip: the strong must protect the sweet
John Boyega wants to play Jason??? Oh godddd plsss this will be the softest boy in the whole world plssssssssss
I can't imagine that man angsting. But I want to see him yell at Ben Affleck or Robert Pattinson really baddd plssss
god the power that John would have as Jason. He has the range; I’d kill for this casting
I had to very quickly show or stress how much I need this 🔥🔥🔥
You thought I was done. FOOLS!!! I need this and I need it now.
brother's.
big fan of the robins being extremely competent and intelligent when they're w their respective teams but the second they join up together everything goes to shit and theyre playing hot potato w the communal brain cell
What helped me write trauma better is remembering that the nervous system learns predictions. If danger used to come after quiet, calm can feel threatening. If kindness used to come with a price, kindness can feel suspicious. So healing is not just “they know they’re safe now.” Healing is the slow, annoying, deeply unfair process of teaching the body that the old prediction is not always the present truth.
I love characters who would die for each other but will not, under any circumstances, communicate a single honest feeling.
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