Headcannon that Jason got the headstone from his grave and put it above his bed because it says 'Here lies Jason Todd' (he broke off the good soldier bit ofc) and thinks it's the funniest thing ever, some of the family, of course, are horrified.
Dick, at Jason's before they go out on patrol: Hey Jaybird, make sure to bring a spare respir--WHAT THE HELL?!?
Dick, looking frantically between Jason and the headstone: this is clearly a threat. Somebody knows your identity. I swear to GOD when I find who did this--
Jason, looking up from his phone comepletely unbothered: oh yeah, about that
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Tim, climbing through Jasons bedroom window: Hey, its me, dont shoot. Do you have a first aid kit here right?
Jason, getting up from where he was reading in bed: ugh yeah sure, one sec
Jason, proceeds to grab a sticky note saying 'DOES NOT' and jabs it onto the headstone so it reads 'Here DOES NOT lie Jason Todd':
Tim:
Tim: okay that's funny
The only acceptable trans Tim headcanon would be Tim introducing himself to the batfam as a boy from the get-go with such confidence that no one questions him. Then, his first solo case as Robin is investigating the disappearance of Jack and Janet Drake's "daughter," so he pretends to have a twin sister by forging a bunch of documents and photoshopping family pictures. He then fabricates evidence of her death, committing multiple crimes in the process, and holds a fake funeral at the end. Because if his previous name is dead to him, he's gonna kill it the Tim Drake way
A restaurant named You're Not Supposed To Be Here, where the whole point is that the vibes are unnerving. The lighting is weird, the whole place has a faint scent that's not a bad smell, but it's certainly not food smell and you can't quite identify what the hell it is. The music is weirdly janky and you can't quite tell what's wrong with it, the vocals aren't exactly garbled but sung in a language you swear you've never heard anywhere and couldn't name if you tried. Only hiring staff who have anxiety and they're 100% permitted to show how much your presence here stresses them out.
Writers, ever struggle with what colour you’re picturing in your head, or what name it is, or how to describe it, even?
Here’s a tip.
What I do personally is use HTML colour codes, or really any colour scale graph that gives out #xxxxxx.
Link of the site I use: https://html-color.codes/ Afterwards, I proceed to copy paste whatever colour it is that I’m picturing, so I’ll copy paste for example, #82dc9e.
Once I do that, I will put: “#82dc9e color name” into the search bar, and it gives me the shade name, so now I know the name of the colour that I was thinking of!
Plus, sometimes, it’s best to just have the name rather than use flowery language, especially when it’s a quick analyzation rather than a slow scene to set the mood and surrounding location.
I hope this helps, even a little bit!
(The name and colour I used for the example is medium aquamarine if you’re curious.)
Sorry 4 being so inactive chat
So Bruce now has several adult children that could very easily take up the cowl (and already have in some cases) but he doesn't seem to be retiring any time soon. So let's say he gets injured in the field, like Bane back-breaking stuff, and he is forced to retire. He wants one of his kids to take up the mantle. Not necessarily pretending to be him, but as the new Batman (like Terry McGinnus in Batman Beyond).
Issue is he doesn't know who the cowl should go to, so he calls a meeting. Everyone is sitting at a long table in the manor when Bruce discusses his sudden, but overdue, retirement.
Bruce: So now we come to the splitting of assets.
He places the cowl on the table in front of him.
Bruce: Figure it out yourself.
He gets up and leaves.
Expecting a fight to break out, he waits to listen at the door in case things get out of hand, lord knows he doesn't want a physical brawl over the cowl. He doesn't expect what happens next.
*silence*
Stephanie: Not it!
Tim: No way!
Dick: Been there, done that.
Damian: No.
Cass: no.
Babs: Already got a job.
Duke: Uh, I think I'm busy that day.
The only person who hasn't said anything is Jason
Dick: Looks like it's you Jay.
Jason: Fuck no, I figured killing people made me exempt already.
Bruce happily sheds a tear, knowing his raised his kids so that none of them want to follow in his footsteps.
After an all nighter where the kids argue over who should take the role
(notable points include:
Tim: I thought you were the 'Blood Son's Dames, it's your 'birthright' and all.
Damian: I plan to donate blood tomorrow.
Jason: Dick, you're the oldest, you take it.
Dick: No! Have you seen how good my ass looks in my current suit? A cape is gonna ruin that silhouette!
Stephanie: Why don't you want it Tim, you're already CEO of WE, why not become full Bruce?
Tim: *shudders* Ra's already is obsessed with me, if I become Batman, he won't leave me the fuck alone.
Eventually they call Bruce back in, having come to a decision. Bruce walks in, not sure who has taken it, but his bets are on either Cass, Dick or Damian. He looks up at the table to see:
Sitting at the head of the table, with the cowl over their face...
Bruce: Um... Alfred?
Dick: Yeah! He has the most experience out of all of us!
Duke: This also means we can keep doing our own things as well.
Jason can't stop laughing at Bruce's face.
Bruce: You're really playing along with this Alfred?
Alfred: I am the night Master Bruce.
Bruce: Real fun-
Alfred: I think you'll find that I am vengeance sir.
Bruce: Okay, I ge-
Alfred: I, young Master, Am Batman.
Bruce phones Kate who laughs in his face.