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TITANS - Jason Todd
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Hi, is this blog still active?
// Hey! I still want it to be active, i enjoy my rp partners and writing for jason, but my life has taken over and i’m terrible at time management.... but i do want to return and write some stuff for sure, and queue up some replies !!
“You really have no idea… do you, Bruce?”
Jason in a future Nightwing cover ★ Tyler Kirkham
Red Hood and the Outlaws #29 ★ Yasmine Putri
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crocus-procella
“In a sense yes, I could be called that even if I’m only nineteen.” Naruto pointed out with a shrug of his shoulders. “I also lost most of my right arm during the war and had it replaced with a prosthetic.” He said before realizing he might’ve already mentioned that giving a laugh. “Although sometimes I may repeat myself with things.” Naruto added as Jason wondered about learning a few things about Konoha and its history.
“Of course we have a library and as you would expect, we keep all of our history there, some history though is kept private because Konoha isn’t known for being pure. We have a history and some of it is better kept under wraps.”
“As far as work, I’d say you’d be better off as a mercenary because working alone is something you seem good at and I know plenty of people out there that would be willing to hire a gun to do dirty business for them, and I mean dirty business.”
“Although you might have to prove yourself to clients first before they hire you.”
Jason wasn’t sure about Naruto’s age but knew the guy was pretty young, around Jason’s age. So when the other said nineteen- it was younger than Jason expected but around the ages the man was juggling as options. Jason doesn’t mind the repetition, it helps his retention, so he justs nods along.
“I’m 21. I think.” Jason isn’t sure with his age, being killed and then brought back to life. His fake IDs have always made him 21 however because that makes it easier for his jobs. Especially when trying to get into bars where some gangs love to meet up. He just knows he’s hit puberty already and looks the part.
When Naruto tells him about hidden information, and things be kept under wraps...maybe what he should do is just converse with this fella, and learn as much as he can through word of mouth. But studying is never bad.
“Maybe, you can give me a run through?” This way he can study some separate stuff or know what to look for. “In exchange, I guess, I can tell you about where I come from?”
“Mercenary, huh?” Naruto wasn’t wrong, Jason has and is capable of working alone, but he has tried to redeem himself recently by working with his Outlaws...
But dirty business? What does that even mean- sure Jason isn’t like Bruce- he’ll do what Batman refuses to do, but at this rate, he might kill criminals here too. Whatever. Jason doesn’t mind. He’ll do what he’s always done, which is twist these criminal organizations to his own gain and make sure they aren’t going anywhere near children. Or forcing themselves onto people.
“How should I be proving myself to these people who want a gun, like me?”
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“I’d rather you not leave my apartment smelling like you’d spent the night in a garbage bin.”
She was certain there was a story behind just how it was he ended up in the state he was and once he was cleaned up she’d ask for it. But until he at least cleaned himself up, she would busy herself with making coffee for the two of them. It would at least give her something else to think about. Seeing him there in her apartment reminded her of those times when she’d brought him back from death, when he would attack anyone but her. Talia hadn’t expected him to respond to her but she’d used that to her advantage. But the man in her shower wasn’t the boy she’d saved and while she was grateful to see him there in one piece, she knew she had to be careful. If any of the others had followed him — the coffee was done brewing by the time she heard the shower turn off. It had been a long time since they’d even shared something as simple as a cup of coffee and she wasn’t certain how he still liked it. Instead, she started to dig around her fridge to see if there was any sort of food that she could offer the other once he was dressed.
Was that some type of pride thing? Whatever. He was okay with it, he’s getting a shower. While washing his body, he decides to wash his gear as carefully as he can- because what’s the point of taking a shower and then putting back on the stinky clothes? Luckily, most of it was basically waterproof- save his burner phones and some of the stuff in his wallet. But those were okay, they were put in pockets, and once left out to dry, they’d be fine. Drying... he has nothing dry to wear until his gear dried. He sees a blowdryer, uses it to dry his boxers a bit...but it’s futile. It’s going to take forever. Jason sticks his head out of the bathroom.
“Talia! Do you have any shorts I can borrow?”
“Annnd do you have a dryer?”
The domestic feeling these interactions have sat unwell with Jason- but he has to deal with it, and roll with it. Even if it reminds him of the past when she USED him. Rather go with the flow instead of being uncomfortable, stinky, wet. No need to be like that. That was Bruce’s prideful shtick. Anyway- he found her, before the rest of them, and soon he’ll find out why she was here. Maybe get her to leave, because who knows what’ll happen if any of the rest get a wind of her.
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Kory had expected him to move away from her, but when he held her close, she rested her head onto of his. The two of them would get through this together, she was certain about it. A sigh of relief passed through her lips as he said he wouldn’t leave her. Kory was used to people coming and going in her life. She was just blessed that Jason wasn’t going to be one of them
“For so long, I’ve felt as if I never had a place where I belonged, but with you, it’s like I have finally found a home.” Home. It almost felt foreign on her lips. It had always seemed like everyone had a home except her, that was until she met him.
Jason wraps his arms around her and hugs her TIGHT. Puts a hand on her head and just runs his hands through her hair, in an effort to soothe her. He responds with his own sigh at Kory’s relieved one. Jason vow’s not to let go.
“Home, huh...” A word he’s disassociated with. But he’ll admit - Kory’s a part of what DEFINES the closest thing Jason can even call a HOME.
“I can try to do that. Be a home that is. For you at least.”
@dextersoy: Team Red
jason todd: It's time to bring out the big guns.
jason todd: That's not a metaphor, guys. Go grab some big guns.
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Gaara juggled the muffin in a few clumsy volleys before grabbing it right-side-up in one hand. The wax paper crinkled between his fingers, warm to the touch, a contrast to the icy glare tunneling twin holes through his skull. His conscience identified the tug in his chest as guilt.
No. He did not look like he needed any of Gaara’s fuckin’ money, especially since Gaara’s current net worth amounted to a handful of loose change, a pending bi-monthly direct deposit at just above minimum wage, and a few pieces of pocket lint. But he would rather be rude than deal with the same old song and dance of just enough for a bus ticket to Jersey or car broke down gotta see my kids or three war vet thanks godbless.
“Thanks for the muffin,” he managed. He supposed it was not poisoned. One bite in, and Gaara realized he was too hungry to care.
Less than mediocre at apologies, Gaara bypassed that option entirely. Still humbled, however, and reeling from the unexpected lecture, he pressed on in what he hoped was a friendly manner.
“You can sit. It turns out I don’t have plans today, anyway.”
Jason lets out a snort while he watches the other juggle the food, unprepared for his toss. Once no longer offended, Jason realizes he forgot his own roots. Forgot how untrusting HE usually was - that during a different time in a different place, Jason would be reacting the same way. RUDE and all.
“You’re welcome.”
Jason rolls his eyes, at the permission given. The ‘turns out I don’t have plans’ comment - Oh wait, this person looked like they were waiting for someone. Jason’s immediate thought is to make a biting remark about how this guy’s rudeness probably got them stood up. But that’s not Jason’s place to say, and can he really be lecturing about rudeness then turn around and be rude back? No. Jason is better than that. He thinks. Well, okay enough to curb his immediate plans of a remark to a more civil one. This other guy was TRYING to be friendly.
“So, who’s the asshole that left you here?”
Cringe. Maybe he should’ve avoided the whole subject.
“Or if ya don’t wanna talk about that, I guess we can talk about something else. Or not talk at all. Whatever.”
Jason forgot he’s terrible at conversation.
it’s a date. // jason and dick
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When Dick stepped out of his studio, it was to fresh air and the sight of his boyfriend waiting for him. Immediately his face lit up and the tiredness he’d been feeling from being cooped up in a recording booth all morning seemed to disappear.
Amazing what love could do hm?
Practically skipping over, he was not at all shy about leaning up to press his lips to Jason’s cheek.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes~ Were you waiting long?”
Jason wraps his arms around Dick’s midsection and brings him in close for a tight hug. He gives the other a quick kiss on the nose.
“Ditto. No wait feels long once I’ve seen you.” Damn, how cheesy!
Only with Dick does Jason get this way. He grins and intertwines their hands together. Squeezes. Resting his forehead against the other’s he asks, “You got any energy left to hang out with me?”
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Ororo smiles softly at him as she gets up and walks towards the doors of the bus. Once they get off, the sun is out again. A small rainbow appears as she looks at him.
“Thank you kindly for showing me the way. When I get nice and settled, come over for lunch.”
Ororo smiles softly and begins to hum a unfamiliar song as they walk. It starts up sad but has a hopeful tune to it. She wipes her tears away and then smiles slightly as she looks at the sky. “Goodbye Mama Rose, may the orishas keep you in peace and happiness..” She whispers softly as they walked up to the flower shop.
Hands shoved in his pockets, he glances over to the other and nods. Jason doesn’t know if he’ll follow through - but out of courtesy, he nods anyway. In general, he avoids getting close to people.
No comment, when the other hums. Jason sees it as none of his business, even though curiosity pokes at him. What song? He only breaks his silence once they get to the flower shop.
“Here we are.”
Jason’s ready to leave, he can’t stay too long - and he’s already gone out of his way to show this person where the spot was. It’s risky for him to stay. For his face to be known.
“I’m gonna go.”
lcbotomy
Lobo snarled in a show of aggression, perhaps dominance. He wanted to get the point across that he wasn’t some joke. He wasn’t some bear in a cage to be poked. He was the apex predator, the Czarnian scourge! Lobo was the ultimate predator and he would not let his prey get the better of him! Wait…what was he talking about? Shit, he zoned out.
“Uhh..yeah. Damn straight.”
He snickered. “Red-Hood? Huh…not as lame as I thought. Better den that one guy I killed yesterday..what was his name.” He thought for a moment. “Polka-Dot-Man?? Ehh whateva he screamed like a bitch.” Lobo’s brow raised at Jason. Almost mockingly so.
“Ooooh. Yer turf, huh? Well excuse me, princess. Ya treat all tourists like dat?”
Jason just shifts his wait and watches the other snarl, then get lost in their own thoughts. How much can this man’s confidence be? To feel no danger and let themselves get their guard down enough to ZONE OUT? He keeps that in mind.
He’s ready to argue when the other snickers, but then lets out his own snort. “Oh, I’ve encountered that asshole.” He pauses, as it registers that the guy below admitted to killing someone. Confident, and a killer? Dangerous. Jason knows this because he knows himself. He goes back into a relaxed stance, dangling one arm down the railing, the other arm used so Jason can lean his head onto it.
“So. Why’d ya KILL him?” Jason doesn’t even entertain the princess comment, or mention the fact Lobo looks NOTHING like a tourist, and that tourists don’t commit crimes.
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She hadn’t used her quirk much prior to getting her provincial license, mainly because it’s not allowed. She has a bit more leeway now, just as long as she’s not getting into fights. Exploring her abilities is something she’s trying more at, to get a better feel for her limits and push them. She walks over to the bag to pick it up in her grasp, blinking up at him with doe-like brown eyes. The way he says quirk sounds a little odd, especially since she’s heard it all her life. He’s not speaking conventional Japanese either so she guesses he must be a foreigner visiting.
“ It can be I guess you can say. ” She shifts the bag in her hands. “ You’re not from here right? ”
“Well if you can make everything float, I’d say that makes life easier, huh?” He scratches the slight stubble on his chin amidst his act of thought, absentmindedly.
Man, to manipulate gravity like that? Awesome. No one he knows personally can do that. He cringes when she asks him if he’s not around here.
RUSTY. He’s getting rusty if he’s making it that obvious- but that’s not too much of a problem, being the aloof foreigner is a persona he can take, as long as he continues to let others underestimate him and he doesn’t stand out. But in general, foreigners stand out. This is tricky.
“..You’re right about that.” He wants to admit he doesn’t know what quirks are, but that would be exposing more than Jason is comfortable with.
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Naruto could see the excitement behind Jason’s eyes though he was wise to keep it under control less he want to be observed by ANBU for suspicious behavior as he comment made Naruto chuckle since he never heard of this Mount Rushmore, but perhaps it was like Hokage Monument.
Although it seemed Naruto’s previous comments about him being next in line for Hokage finally hit Jason as he asked if Naruto was more powerful in ways he didn’t quite understand.
“Yes, and no…” Naruto started out as he wondered how to best describe his situation. “If you’re talking in terms of power and skill than yes I am, but when it comes to the political scene, not so much.” He said giving a sigh.
“The kages of the other villages respect me for what I did during the war and though I’m considered a hero, I don’t have much power when it comes to talking. I’m starting from the bottom and having to work my way up again.” Naruto explained hoping this made sense to Jason.
“Although within my own village I have a certain pull because of what I did and my status as a hero to them, but honestly I don’t take those to heart. I’d prefer to just be a regular guy and do my job as asked.”
“So like a war hero with a veteran status type of situation?” Jason’s asking lots of questions - he knows it, but he really was a stranger and it is the fastest way to get information. It doesn’t seem like it is THAT easy for people to enter this village, and it’s composed of almost entirely ninjas? Jason needs to get as much intel as he can.
Not to mention the fact this Naruto seems pretty nice, and Jason has no ill intent anyway. So far, it’s safe. For now. But he’ll have to do his own research soon, so he can one, understand how this world works - two, keep himself safe in this world - and three, find a way home.
“...Is there a library here, or a place I can learn history?”
Then he realizes something important. Income. How is he going to survive, find a place to sleep, eat?
“Also...how can I get a job around here?”
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