yu ijin short fanfic, light angst, random character study
i need to see more ijin being haunted by the mother and daughter that he killed during his raid when he was a soldier.
where during a hangout, he and his friends were walking together on their way to the internet cafe, another session to rank their games and improve the newbies' (ijin and yuna) gaming skills.
And as they trudge against the calm warm sky, they pass by a mother and her child, the little girl's sweet youthful laughter loud on the quiet street. It would normally irk the teenage boys of loud children, but the atmosphere of the mother and daughter was too precious to dislike, much less ignore. Ijin watched as they glanced at the woman and the girl, so he followed in suit. A woman cradling a toddler girl on her hips, smiles both present on their faces —a horror-faced mother cradling her daughter's head in attempt to hide her from the terror outside the house, those young petrified eyes staring at ijin as he pointed his gun at them, before pulling the trigger— ijin spurned his head away from the motherly scene, chest suddenly needing deep breathes.
his action caused his friends to look at him and ask him what happened. Ijin looked back at them and saw their eyebrows lifted in surprise and eyes filled with worry —young petrified eyes— Ijin felt sick —mother and daughter laid dead on their own blood— Ijin felt sick. Ijin felt someone looking at him and turned to the direction of the stare; it was the young girl looking at him with a curious face —the dead girl— ijin marched to the thankfully near dumpster and cleaned his sickness out, his friends rushing beside him in hurry. Their voices clashed together at the constant ask of what happened, but what only rang to ijin was the sound of a woman, "Are you okay?"
The teenagers stopped and looked at the mother and daughter who had approached them at the sight of ijin's struggle. Ijin stared at the two, wistful eyes and regretful heart. He stepped back when the young girl stepped forward, handkerchief and candy in hand. She stepped forward, he stepped backward. "Don't come near me, i'm dirty."
"It's okay. My mom always helps me when i throw up and she never feels yucky about it. Mom gives me candies to stop me from throwing up. Here!"
His friends look at ijin for his reaction, and was surprised to see such sorrowful eyes that they weren't sure if it was even about the fact of being dirty anymore. They didn't miss his shaky hands as it inched to the girl's hands that held out a lollipop.
the woman chuckled at ijin, "it's okay, kid. you're not dirty. you didn't mean to do it anyway, it couldn't be helped. i hope you're okay. take care of him, you kids, okay?" she said towards his friends softly, then they went back on their way once again.
ijin looked down at the lollipop on his hand. she was right, it couldn't be helped. but it still didn't make him feel any less dirty.
"Batman is so unrealistic, why does he have shark repellent spray haha--" maybe he just has a canister of a substance on his belt that's so strong, it's banned in several countries and as it turns out, sharks don't like getting face-blasted with the marine equivalent of bear spray on steroids any more than humans do. you're telling me Batman is carrying a single-use item like that on his belt? Heck no. He's using that shit on sharks, on people, on random aliens who try to grab him during JL negotiations, and anyone else he thinks it'll work on. He even used it on himself once to get Joker gas out of his eyes and respiratory system. Superman is never 100% sure if he should say something about it to him or not. The Robins/Ex-Robins like to play Russian Roulette with Bruce's used-up canisters when they're bored. But yes -- it does work on sharks. He modified the nozzle so it can be used underwater.
absolutely obsessed with Jason and Tim being the family psychologists that spend 90% of their time together just getting into long debates and discussions about the personalities and mental issues of everybody in the family. they will meet up at Jason’s apartment twice a week for takeout and a 2 hour conversation on how Damian might be so obsessed with the Robin mantle because the dynamics of the league make him think that family should be a business and if he cant work as a vigilante he’ll be abandoned. every stakeout they do together ends up with them getting distracted talking about Dick and his obsession with red heads. they’ve let multiple people go during these stakeouts bcs they’ve gotten side tracked when they then start discussing if Jason’s childhood issues and strained relationship with Dick somehow influenced HIM to befriending Dick’s old pals so often, and they get so fascinatingly into it that the guy they were waiting for just. slipped right by them.
nothing is off limits between these two when they start talking about mental health and family issues. they’ll compare Tim’s abandonment-independence from the Drakes to Jason’s caretaker habits from his dug addicted mother. there have been 3 hour phone call conversations about the loa and how it fucked with Jason’s perception of Bruce that then get turned into 4 hour face to face discussions about how Tim’s opinion of Bruce rapidly declined because of Jason’s death and how he handled it. they rehash how Bruce has effected every single bat child about 12 times and they still never get tired of it.
it’s not even about therapy or coming to terms with trauma. these two bitches just love dissecting family drama and psychology within the Waynes. every now and then during dinner somebody will make a fairly casual remark that has nothing to do with anything and Jason and Tim will make eye contact across the table because they KNOW they’ll be tearing that apart at a later date. what I’m saying is english-enthusiast Jason Todd and stalker-genius Timothy Drake are 100% the gossip scientists of the family, and the Waynes are their lab rats being observed for their own entertainment
Jason and Damian meet in the LoA AU where Damian vehemently insists that Jason is his only real brother since they have the same mother and father. The others try to tell him that Jason is also adopted, but Damian will just stare at them like they are stupid and go "is Father not his Father in the eyes of the law?"
"Well, yeah, but-"
"Does Mother not call him as her son?"
"I mean she does-"
"Are they not my Mother and Father as well?"
"Yes?"
"The matter has been concluded, then, Richard."
"What about me? Bruce is also my dad on paper?"
"You get half of the acknownledgement, of course, as you have been getting so far."
"What about Tim, then?"
"I don't see how he is relevant to this conversation."
"I'm just curious where he lands on the brother percentage scale."
"Nowhere. Timothy is a neighbour. Though I shall offer him hospitality while he is under our roof."
"You tripped him on the patrol last night."
"Does the alleyway look like our house to you?"
DC had made many questionable choices regarding the Bats but also a lot of the time said choices are very funny. Christian priest Father Todd and vampire Nightwing who crushed Tim’s head like an overripe apple I do think of you often
Theatre kid in every universe
Why are you crying? They ask. “no reason.” I reply. Thinking very intently about Jason showing up to watch his graduating class walk the stage and get their diplomas or recognizing one of the girls he barely knew from Freshman year surrounded by friends, carrying milkshakes with a a prom dress slung over her arm at the mall. And it hits him suddenly, ‘that’s my senior prom. I’m supposed to graduate in a month.’ (this will have no physiological impact on him whatsoever; he promises himself. (This leads to a very sharp decline in his mental health))
“I’m fine.” I say “totally okay.”
Jason Todd doesn't say "I love you" because he finds it hard to make these words leave his mouth. But that doesn't mean he is not showing it anyhow else.
Jason doesn't say that he loves Bruce, but he spends some extra time preparing rubber bullets when they are on the mission together, and tugs him away when they accidentally stumble across the dead family in the Alley of Crime.
Jason doesn't say that he loves Dick, but he knows when his brother is close to the meltdown, so he musters some courage to appear in his doorway, pretending that he needs some company, because Dick would never admit that he himself needs someone to have his back.
Jason doesn't say that he loves Tim, but knowing how overworked he can be, and how little he cares about his nutrition or the mess in the house, he sneaks out in his apartments to clean it up and prepare food in various lunch boxes, for the week.
Jason doesn't say that he loves Damian, but he drags him around the "unbecoming, childish and immature" places, because Damian is still a child, who needs to have fun, but he is too shy and too unexperienced to admit it.
Jason doesn't say that he loves his parents — all of them, Catherine, Sheila, Willis — but he makes sure to visit their graves and speak with all of them a little.
Jason doesn't say that he loves Gotham, but he makes sure to use money he has on anonymous donations here and there.
Jason doesn't say that he loves the Alley of Crime, but he does his best to protect it as the Red Hood and often volunteers to teach kids some basic educational stuff as Jason, earning being called "Big Brother" on the streets.
Jason doesn't say that he loves himself... Because, honestly, he doesn't.
But when a little ghost of second Robin sometimes visits him in his sleep, Jason teaches himself not to be mean and spends time with the boy, reassuring him that it was never his fault.
Jason Todd doesn't know how to say "I love you" to people, but when someone finally tells it to him, he breaks down crying.
He can't remember the last time someone said it to him.
morning star! my favorite piece
people say the Brucie Wayne persona isn’t believable but if I caught Bruce Wayne drunkenly lying under a desk in an office he shouldn’t have access to with a ream of secure documents and he replied to my “Mr. Wayne?” with “Mr. Wayne was my father—oh god, my father” and then started sobbing, I would 100% back away and leave him alone. like that shit would work on me every time.
HEY can someone tell me what pic is better? Which one do u prefer
trans:
"That sound..." "I like it" "it's the prettiest thing I've heard in my life"
One or two help
Memes that I saw on tiktok so I drew them lmao