Rough sketch of the gang
1. Dick is part of the “protect Damian club”
2. Jason’s wings are a little broken after the joker incident
3. Tim and steph are gossip girls
He’ll just say this unprompted they won’t even be fighting Thank you Judd Winick for making this canon 🙏 under the cut:
(Batman and Robin 2009 #25)
“so what’s your favorite batfam trope?”
“bruce calling his kids sweetheart/sweetie/baby/any petname”
“what—“
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Dick, accidentally scraping his knee: ow
Bruce, worried: you okay, dear?
Dick, a 30 year old man:
Dick, tearing up: no…
Cass: 😐
Cass: *period cramp*
Cass: 😐
Bruce, knocking on her door: cass?
Cass, suddenly on the floor curled up and sniffling: dad, period hurts 😢
Bruce, slamming the door open, picking his daughter up then tucking her back in her bed: i’m sorry baby. i’m here now, what do you need?
Red Robin, cranky and stressed, having been awake for 120 hours: ugh! why can’t you people do anything right!?
Wonder Girl, also sleep deprived: you arrogant piece of—
Red Robin, suddenly walking away, grabbing his civilian phone: *angrily dials a number*
Bruce, in a WE meeting, answering: hello? tim?
Red Robin, voice breaking: dad?
Bruce:
Batman, requesting access to Mount Justice:
Superboy, eye bags darker than black: what’s batman doing here
Red Robin, packing up, speed walking out the door:
Batman, out of sight: oh, don’t cry sweetie, let’s go home hm?
Bruce, washing the dishes:
Damian, entering the room: baba?
Bruce, smiling: yes?
Damian, shuffling towards him, holding something behind his back:
Bruce: what do you have there?
Damian, embarrassed but determined, holds up a drawing of him and Bruce:
Bruce:
Bruce, tears streaming down his face: it’s beautiful habibi
Bruce: *sleeping*
Jason:
Jason: b
Bruce: ?!
Bruce: j-jay?
Bruce: what are you- oh.
Jason, laying next to him, face hidden in his chest: fuck you.
Bruce:
Jason:
Jason, quietly: i take it back. love you…dad.
Bruce, crying again: i love you too, sweetheart
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now with a part 2!
bonus: captain marvel
“one day i am gonna grow wings”
Do you ever think about the fact that jason canonically went to heaven?
in honor of me getting the tim pride funko
Since we all agree that people of the Alley of Crime adore Red Hood and believe in him, I think it is time to imagine Jason in a scene similar to the one from OG Spiderman, where his identity is accidentally outted in front of crowd of people, and they all are just choose to protect him and help him out.
So maybe Gotham is facing especially nasty trouble, and vigilantes are on the receiving end this time. So maybe Jason is thrown at the dirty Alley in his part of town, wounded, with helmet flying off, and there is just a crowd of people staring as bleeds out, astonished. And Jason thinks, oh, that's the end — he can go and shoot himself, honestly, because he just failed the man rule every vigilante have: never show your face, never reveal your identity.
But people are... helping him? His eyes are half-open, breath laboured and pained, but all he hears is gentle murmuring:
'God, he is just a kid...'
'He must be younger than my son.'
'Poor child...'
He feels soft elderly hand against his cheek as someone from the crowd, an ex nurse, comes closer to bandage his injuries, while a kid, barely with the size of his helmet, brings it back, sticking out their tongue as they try to place it back on his head, to hide his face.
'It is okay,' the old woman reassures him. 'You are safe with us, son. We hadn't seen anything.'
Jason's eyes sting, because, oh.
It is his people. He loves them. He will die for them.
And they love him just as much.
He still waits for someone to out him, though. But the week ends, the villain is out of the picture, and no one says a thing. The only proof that it ever happened is civilians, who keep waving at Jason — not Red Hood, just Jason — when their paths cross somewhere in the shops or streets.
And that's how he knows that it is them; it is them, and they keep him safe as much as he keeps safe them.
I don't care what the writers made him say, my boy will always respect women💯💯
Collection of “I’m Robin and being Robin gives me magic!”
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 of Ghost Jason Series
*phone call*
Jason; I’m sorry, Talia. I can’t kill Bruce.
Talia: You asked me yesterday if I could “break Bruce out of the afterlife so I can kill him over and over.”
Jason: Yeah…that would have been fun. But he’s given me an offer I can’t refuse.
Talia: He killed the clown?
Jason: He gave me a first edition Pride and Prejudice book. It says by a lady instead of Jane Austen.
Talia: You are sacrificing months of training and planning for a book?
Jason: I’m weak, Talia. I’m weak.