#jane todd

[waylaidmanager]

I recently discovered transfem Jason Todd (alongside Primehood but that’s for a different post) and like??? HHHHHHH???

HI YES SHE’S AN EGG NOW BC SHE NEVER HAD THE TIME TO QUESTION GENDER

[autisticrosewilson]

Put this in the discord forever ago but I'm thinking about it again so trans fem Robin Jay in an au where she has other relationships besides the bats!

Thinking about Robin Jay who hasn't figured it out yet because he JUST got somewhere safe, for a given value of safe, and he's just starting to figure out who he is when he's not in survival mode

And Bruce doesn't really notice, Dick isn't around enough to notice. But the other people around them?

Kids are far more perceptive than people give them credit for, the boys at school seem to know instinctively that there is something that sets him apart from them. Something more than background or wealth. It's something deeper in the way that Jason sits and the way he talks and subtle hints in the way he dresses. Things they don't even know they're picking up on really. And Jason doesn't know what it is, what he's doing that's putting him so at odds with everyone else.

He sees Diana for the first time on TV when he's too young to really comprehend superheroes and villains and the world they live in. And he thinks "wow, I want to be like that." And he meets her in person hiding behind the mask of a boy whose name he stole, and he thinks this is what it feels like to have a crush. To admire the way her hair falls and lipstick just slightly smudged and the skirt swishes around her thighs when she fights. He doesn't know yet what gender envy is, and for the moment he feels like a normal teenage boy. He's not sure how he feels about it.

But Diana notices and she sees the difference between the men that ogle her, he longing for something deeper than intimacy, the very parts that make her up and the loss at not having them himself. She has seen many girls like Robin, so she helps in the way she helps all her sisters. By training with her, making her into a warrior because girlhood is like a sword, sharp and made to spill the blood of enemies, to protect those who can't protect themselves.

Dinah clocks the new Robin immediately. She was a girl like that once, a girl who didn't yet know what she could be, what she could do. She does what her mother did for her, when she was still young and scruffy and sneakily trying to wear her mother's heels.

Jason has never worn fishnets before. It's new and a little embarrassing because he knows this is not something that boys do...but he doesn't hate it.

He really, really doesn't hate it. And it's not even that big of an addition to the Robin suit but he likes that it sets him apart from Dick. A way to make Robin his own without feeling like he's failing. He likes working with Black Canary, he likes learning from her. He likes that she lets him match with her. He keeps the fishnets, and the jacket, and the earring. But he doesn't wear them in Gotham because Bruce wants Robin and what Jason wants means little in the face of the legacy he has inherited.

Alfred notices before Bruce. Everyone notices before Bruce. He notices that Jason prefers sweet, floral scents to more masculine ones. He notices that Jason's favorite pants are the ones that are so baggy they look like a skirt when his legs are together. He notices that Jason always seems to wriggle his way out of getting haircuts. He doesn't know for sure. He doesn't really know what to do about it. So he calls in help, because it's important for a soldier to know when they need to call the cavalry.

Selina remembers the first time she did a trick in front of Jason, the way his eyes were glued to her heels. Maybe she shows off more than she needs to, but she rarely gets such an appreciative audience.

Jason asks her to teach him. He doesn't know why he asked that. It's silly, and childish, and he didn't even think about it until the words were out of his mouth. But she agrees! And he doesn't know where she got the heels from but they fit. And they're barely anything, just Mary Jane's with platforms like some of the girls at school wear, but he can't stop looking at them. They make him just a little taller, maybe the same height as other boys his age. And when he walks they make a satisfying little clack clack clack that makes him impossibly giddy. He wonders what it would be like to dance in them, what Bruce would say if he saw them, how the boys at school would react. If their gazes would trail his legs and stick to his thighs the way they do with the girls.

For all his detective skills, Dick doesn't figure it out until he's told. Jason was just supposed to be spending the weekend with them but he's spent most of his time hiding in his room or following Donna. He thinks maybe it's a blooming crush but when he suggests it she just looks at him, that placid little eyebrow raise that means she knows something he doesn't. She asks him when he will bring his sister back.

Jason watches the way Donna does her makeup, the perfect swoop of her eyeliner and the glittery highlight that brings out the curve of her nose. He watches when Kori puts on her fashion shows, the delicate straps over her strong shoulders and the way her skirt fans out when she twirls. He admires Ravens hair, the purple so dark it looks black until it's in the sunlight, long and thick and all the way down to her waist. He supposes he's not as subtle as he thought because the first time he tells her his real name she asks if he's sure. Of course, he'd told her then, not sure what she could mean.

It sticks with him though, a needling in the back of his head. Is he sure? He thought he was. His name doesn't sound right anymore, it seems to rot in his mouth when he introduces himself to people. It was the name his parents gave him, it's the only name he's ever had. He has Robin, but Robin is not his. The next time he visits his mother, when she finally has a grave to rest, he asks her what else she would have named him. The stone does not answer, but looking at the letters engraved on it gives him enough of an idea.

It takes time to work up the courage, even to himself. He only manages under the cover of darkness, safely locked in his room after patrol. He faces the mirror even though he can't see himself, it's better that way. Cathy he whispers, his voice soft and quickly swallowed by silence. It's not...right. but it's better. He does it again and he thinks he likes the sound, likes how light his voice is. She starts looking up names.

[galaxy-poupee]

I REMEMBERED HOW TO RENDER!

Grayson and Todd for the win!

[new-chanse]

Dedicated to all audio logs without 3d model appearance

[thatonecrookedsmile]

may have acquired a new Headcanon Based On Absolutely Nothing back when the Ink Demon's Eve was happening.

Feat. Jane Todd.

(+ Bill is here. Another hc. They're friends)

[fandomtrash-16]

some character design practice with studio folk

[clonedchaos]

𝔐𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝔐𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰- 𝔇𝔞𝔶 15: 𝔇𝔯𝔞𝔣𝔱

Summary:

Jane has a bright new idea... She just hopes it can make the cut.

Rating: G/PG

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Jane's pencil danced across the page like a pirouetting ballerina. Her lunch lay abandoned at her side; leftover tuna salad wasn’t too appealing anyways. She had just gotten into the groove of a new design, and the inspiration was practically spilling out of her and into the lead on the paper. Eating could wait.

A little curl here, some shading there. Maybe she should add a hat. What kind of hat? Jane couldn't see her creation being the type to wear any sort of cloche. A dress was also out of the question, Carley was more practical than that. She was a part of the butcher gang, after all. Or, going to be.

Jane eventually decided on a bowler hat. She adjusted the hair to resemble horns; it definitely matched Bendy now. 

What was next? She carefully crafted a sleeveless top and pants, somewhat resembling Boris's overalls. Perhaps she could throw in a bit of lipstick like Alice Angel wore. Finally, she blocked out her oversized boots and spent at least five minutes fixing her gloves and fingers.

There. Perfect. She had her final draft. Jane held it up and admired her piece with a bright smile. Now all that was left to do was submit her idea to Mr. Drew. Her heart gave a little flutter. She hoped he liked the idea.

The page was ripped from her hands. Jane whirled around to find a trio of her coworkers snickering at her drawing. They'd been doing that all week, and she had learned to block it out after a while. But now, they'd decided to confront her.

"So this is what you've been doing all week," The curly haired brunet holding the page sneered at her. "Is this your little fan project? You're really still at it?"

"Give it back, Daniel," Jane snapped icily and lunged forward. He stepped back and held it out of her reach.

"It's never going to work, Jane," Kim piped up, batting her false lashes at her. "Best not to waste your breath, hon."

"Carley will work," Jane combatted and reached up on her tiptoes to try and snag the drawing. Daniel was a full foot taller than her and barely even had to try warding her off.

"You're not special, Jane," Daniel replied. "Nor is your little cloudy friend here. Mr. Drew isn't going to bat an eye at this. You think we haven't tried? He doesn't listen to any of us."

"She's a ghost," Jane corrected, fighting hard to hold back tears. She wouldn't give them the pleasure of seeing her reaction. Was that true? Would Mr. Drew not care?

"Oh, that's cool," Richard complimented, eyes glued to her drawing. Daniel and Kim shot him a poisonous look. He quickly ducked his head and shut his mouth with a squeak.

"We're just trying to help you out here, Jane. This isn't going to work. Better to crush those dreams before they even start." With that, Daniel crumpled up the drawing in his fist.

Jane felt like her soul had been stomped on. Daniel tossed it onto the ground with a dismissive side glance. "Look, it's amusing. Cute, even. But big ideas are... not for you." With that, he turned and sauntered back to his table. Kim followed him like a lost puppy, giggling all the way. She was such a suck up...

Richard eyed his friends before reaching down and picking up her drawing. Jane steeled herself for more humiliation.

The young man only straightened out the drawing to the best of his ability and gave it a smile before handing it back to her. "Um... I think Carley is pretty cool," He said lowly, if a bit sheepishly. "I think you should show it to Mr. Drew."

Jane blinked. Was she hallucinating? "What...?"

"Your idea," He clarified with a bit more confidence. 

"Oh..." Jane murmured and held the drawing closer to her chest. So she wasn't imagining that. "Thank you."

Richard brightened up a little and the tension in his face faded. It only lasted for a split second before a shout made him stiff as a statue.

"Rich!" Daniel was staring at them now with an irate grimace. Kim was looking over his shoulder in curiosity. "Your food is getting cold."

"Coming!" Richard called before giving Jane a light smile. "Good luck.”

Jane was left standing there, frustration, despondence, and relief mingling around in her head. She looked back down at her drawing. The wrinkles threw off her proportions and angles, but Carley was still there despite it all.

One day Carley would come to fruition. Maybe not now, maybe not a month from now… But one day. She wasn’t going anywhere until it happened.

[beautyconsumer]

dumping my own headcanons for fem jason/grant

we've been talking about jane/greta in the jaygrant server from time to time so here's my rendition

I love Y2K era for Grant, in any gender and @autisticrosewilson agreed and he started and named Greta so I feel validated.

So Y2K 2000's princess Greta, she's that girl with long ass acrylic nails, blonde/light brown hair that WILL deck you if you harass her. Listening to hyperpop, Ayesha Erotica and has a temper that should drive assholes away but she's so pretty they don't care.

For Jason, thinking heavily in that one oficial image with the BatFam with reversed gender.

She's pretty, she's snarky, she's a JOCK. She's the leader of her team, she's a nerd, she's a sappy theater nerd.

Specifically thinking of a high school AU, cheerleader Greta (massive But I'm a Cheerleader vibes) Jane in volleyball, because thighs.

They have the same taste in alt/rock/metal music but they won't bring it up.

I had this specific idea of them not realizing they have a crush on each other, thinking they hate each other guts, thinking it's some sort of girl rivalry, you know when people pit two bad bitches against each other? That'd be them.

They'd be amazing together, they're too busy thirsting about the other and said tension resolving in useless fights.

Joey is the emotional mature one to tell Greta she has a crush, she refuses to talk to him for days. Jane has a talk with Tim and realizes things, she's in denial though, they both are, it's insufferable.

They wanna fuck each other so bad it makes them look stupid.

for transfem jane/greta specifically

I think Greta would be very much in the closet if she's cis passing, having the privilege to transition from a young age.

Jane is having identity crisis after gendered crisis.

Also: Guess by Charlie XCX feat. Billie Eilish is so janegreta coded