Damian Grew Up Listening To Jason Telling Stories Of His Time With Bruce, And Being The Competitive Little

happy valentine's day!

Clark: YOU LET A CHILD BECOME A VIGILANTE?!

Bruce: What, you wanted me to say no?

Bruce: How can you say no to that face?

Bruce: Look.

Bruce: *Holds Robin in front of him* Try saying no to that face.

Robin: :)

Clark, genuinely trying: …

Bruce: That's what I thought.

*In the league of assassins*

*Years later*

References:

headcanon that Bruce is worried about his kids who don’t live with them and who he no longer gives an allowance to. Specifically Dick and Jason. But they’re too proud and “self-sufficient” to ever accept any money Bruce tries to give them,,,,,, so Bruce gets . . . creative.

jason: *walking through his apartment* Jason: *grabs Jane Austen book* *five hundred dollars spills onto his lap from inside the book* Jason: Jason: what the fuck, Bruce

Dick: *tired af* Dick: *pours himself the sugariest cereal in his cabinet* *a check labeled “for the dentist you will obviously need* Dick: Dick: I’ll deal with this once I’ve had coffee

Jason: *putting on a show for a few watching criminals* get outta the Alley, Bat! Bruce: I need information first, Hood. Jason: *internally thinking “this is not part of the script!”* what d’ya want? Bruce: the locations of Penguin’s goons. Jason: *rattles off locations, assuming Bruce just wants to draw out the act* Bruce: *nods solemnly and hands him four hundred dollars* for your trouble *disappears* Jason: Jason: *mutters under his breath* I swear to god Dick: *walking down the street* a little boy: hey mister!!! Dick: uh—hello? Are you okay, kid? What’s up? Boy: some dude in a really fancy suit asked me t’ give you this! *hands him an envelope that is obviously money* Dick: Dick: *smiling through gritted teeth* ah, thanks. Um where did you say he was? Kid: *shrugs* Dick: here. Just take the envelope to your mom, okay? Jason: *going through paperwork for a case* his goons: *knock on the door* Jason: come in goons: uh, hood, sir— Jason: *raises eyebrow* yeah? Goons: we just got . . . Paid? Jason: by who??? Ain’t I payin’ ya? Goons: exactly. So uh, we don’t know where the’ money came from. But it’s a shit ton. Jason: *sighs* and why are you even coming to me about this? Why not take the money for yourselves? Goons: there was a post it on th’ bills sayin’ “I’ll know if this does not reach Hood”. Writing was crap. Jason: *under his breath* fuck

Roy: *Has just been cussed out and threatened by the kids of the Narrows that Jason protects, stood on the footpath just gaping at the now-empty spot in front of him.*

Jason, coming back over to his boyfriend after stepping away for literally four seconds: Roy?

Roy: I want a kid.

Jason, eyebrows furrowing as he scans Roy, making sure he wasn't dying: Roy, baby, you have a kid.

Roy: *Shakes his head.* No. I mean yeah, I love Lian so much and she will always be my little girl but I want a kid for us.

Jason: What- Roy, what brought this on?

Roy: *Turns back to look at where the kid that had such a love and protection for Jason had been standing.* I don't know.

Jason, the pieces clicking together: Baby. *He tilts Roy's head to look at him, mildly amused by all of this.* What did he say to you? (The reason Jason said 'he' was because he knew one of his kids had gone up to Roy and said something to warn him or scare him off. And, of course it was one of the boys because the girls wouldn't do that. They'd throw rocks and shit at him, sure, but not actively try to push Roy away from Jason. They knew he cared too much about Roy to even tip the scales.)

Roy: He said that you're their protecter but they were yours too. He said that if I were to hurt you then they'd get to me before the bats even knew about it. He was- fuck, Jaybird, he was so cute.

Jason: *Can't help but smile.* He threatened your life.

Roy, shaking his head: I don't care. I want that one. Can we have that one?

Jason: *Pauses but then smiles. He presses a kiss to the corner of Roy's mouth.* Whatever you want, baby.

Roy, eyes bright: Really? Because Tyler is so protective of you and he loves you so much and I just wanna rap in a blanket and love him.

Jason: *Freezes for a moment because he wasn't expecting Tyler to genuinely give Roy his real name.* He does. All of the kids do but Ty, he... He's had trouble. I try my best to give them good lives but I'm just one person.

Roy, nodding condescendingly: Ah yes because using daddy's money or his status is beneath you.

Jason, crossing his arms: You wanna play like that, Speedy?

Roy, groaning: No, stop. I swear to god, Jason-

*Jason cuts him off with a kiss because Roy's so pretty when he's annoyed and Jason was having trouble not kissing him before when he was talking about kids because Tyler meant so much to Jason and yes of course he wants to have a kid with Roy- and an added bonus of giving that 4-year-old a good life to enjoy? Have him be able to live in their house but also be able to stay with the rest of the Narrows' kids whenever he wanted or whenever he missed them? Jackpot. Jason really got lucky, didn't he?*

I just needed to draw them together

SpeedPaint and Sketch

Jaybird shenanigans

I noticed i always draw Jason with spiky hair whenever he has bed hair even though i head canon him to have his hair covering his forehead. And i always draw the white streak to be spiky lol

I wonder how it’d go if he didn’t have time to style it before patrol

Hehe the death of Jason todd

Notice how he slowly dims yeah he's a lamp

Jason would adopt a kid (or a kid would adopt Jason, let’s be real) and he would never outright tell anyone. It would be up to everyone ELSE to find out. Whether that be by accident or by suspicious snooping

Jason: hey guys, im gong to the store. anyone want anything? tim: uh some granola bars for patrol would be great. what are you going to the store for? jason: *non-chalantly* a night light tim: tim: are you . . . afraid of the dark? jason: no tim:

jason: *yanking a super sugary cereal out of dick's hands* that stunts growth and development dick: dick: i am,,,,, fully rown and developed?????? jason: well then you're setting a bad example for young and impressionable children dick: damian????????? jason: no dick: then who?????

cassandra: would you like to come to my ballet recital? everyone else is busy. jason: umm . . . can i bring a plus one? cassandra: sure. who? jason: my daughter cassandra: awww that's a great idea! later: cassandra: wait. you don't have a daughter. jason: yes i do? cassandra: okay then. *promptly never mentions it to anyone else*

steph: *visiting jason* uh . . . dude jason: *wearing a "my dad jokes are the price of my cooking" apron and cooking while holding a child on his hip* yea? steph: steph: what the FU- jason: LANGUAGE steph: -DGE

bruce: jason has been acting off. i need the two of you to tail him tonight and report back to me. stephanie: no. bruce: what do you mean no? duke: i wouldn't willingly tail jason todd if you told me you would pay for my college bruce: im already going to pay for your college duke: exactly. and i'm gonna to need my life to make use of that fact. so im not going to tail the murderous crime lord turned vigilante. no way. bruce: something's wrong, i'm telling you two. stephanie, who has alrady met her niece and is the first aunt to have been named: ask someone else dude. idk what else t' tell ya

bruce: tim, something's wrong with jason tim, who found out through steph the day previous and has since met his niece as well: he got a girl bruce: *wide-eyed* he has a girlfriend???? tim: that's not-- you know what, sure

jason keeps getting banned from twitter because he runs an anti jason todd account and as far as anyone else knows, jason todd is a poor little dead 15 year old.

in unrelated news, tim keeps reporting a heartless individual who makes fun of his dead brother.