Sometimes everyone dusts off or throws together their Robin costume for a hijinks filled patrol
((Yes I’m behind but it’s been a rough week))
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Robin Redesigns; Jason Todd!
Ft. Jason’s canon hatred of mimes bc it tickles me
As ever, click for non-potato quality
COMMISSIONS OPEN
Part 1
Text ID for sketch page;
[Sketch 1 - (Stayed up late to do homework)]
[Sketch 2 - Arrow pointing to Jason’s boots; Convinced Bruce they were practical cause if he got lost B could find him easier]
[Sketch 3 - Arrow pointing to smol Jason; the littlest of guys]
[Sketch 4 - Jason: An’ then she said mimes were better! Can ya’ believe that?!]
[Sketch 5 - Soul-less Ginger Ver.]
[Sketch 6 - Jason: That’s the ugliest car I’ve ever seen in my life. Two-face: It’s about to be a very short life, kid.]
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Jason, to Bruce: Bruce has no idea I’m high.
Bruce: You’re high?
Jason: Oh, sorry.
Jason: *turns to Dick*
Jason: Bruce has no idea I’m high.
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Jason and Cass are the same age. In fact, Cassandra is a few months older.
Anyways stop de-aging Cassandra to 18, unless you plan to commit to a 17YO Red Hood.
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If the batkids had a podcast. Part. XX
Harley Special
Spoiler: (nervous laugh) So this is a special episode–
Harley: Hello Gotham!
Red Robin: Don't– Don't get so fucking close to the mic.
Harley: Don't tell ME what to do Midnighter Jr.
Red Robin: Haha you're so fun– Fuck you
Spoiler (laughing): But you do look like Midnight–
Red Robin: Spoiler–
Nightwing: We're being held hostage.
Harley: Oh, cmon– Okay. It's not– It is not hostage if I'm not actively hurting you. Right Hood?
Redhood: Take this fucking gun out of my face.
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Debt paid (with interest!)
Danny is all about fairness and equality, and no we're not talking about gender but he stands for that too, we're talking about favours. It's a known universal law that all spirits MUST return the favour if a human happens to aid them in any way be it intentional or not. Most spirits hate giving back favours and even more love ripping off humans by granting them half-assed wishes that the human didn't even mean to wish for. Maybe it's because Danny was a human once that he tends to try and repay favours as equal as the ones he's received as possible or more. This means there's no limit to how big or small of a favour that he gives.
A child offers him some candy at the park and a few days later the mother of the child wonders just how on earth did the kid get a huge stick of cotton candy after she said no
A man fights off a bunch of drunkards who were picking on Danny who reminded him of his son and the next time he was being robbed, a brick falls out of nowhere and hits the robber in the head knocking them out cold
A homeless person who mistook him for a struggling homeless teen and shared some food despite struggling themselves finds a whole wad of vouchers they could use to get food, clothes and blankets that would last them for months
A shy closeted lesbian teenager who lends an ear and gives Danny some advice finds herself confident enough and full of courage to finally come out to her family who were accepting and still loving to her no matter who she loves
They all feel the same thing whenever a favour is repaid. Satisfaction and content, the feeling of something being complete, a contract fulfilled.
Now here comes (batsibling of your choice) or in this case Red Hood saving Danny from who knows what effectively gaining a favour from the ghost king but wait a minute this bat feels very similar to a very attractive dead-but-not-really neighbour of his. Cue Danny tying up a beat up Joker with a green ribbon and presenting him to Red Hood and the next day asking Jason out on a date.
not sure what made me come up with this scenario but something about Danny giving a beat up Joker to Jason as a courting gift has me giggling like a teenager
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THEE Diana: Children, let's go over this one last time. Just to make sure everyone understands what's going to happen. Dick, you're going to be Space Batman. Anytime the Justice League might need to Batman to help with interplanetary diplomacy, we'll call you.
Dick: What about-
Diana: You will, of course, be assigned to work beside Cyborg. He's currently capable of receiving messages from Earth with only a 2-4 hour delay in most systems we interact with. You will be informed of all of your siblings' activities by 8pm Gotham time
Dick: Thank you.
Diana: Of course. Family is very important. Jason, you will be RICO Batman. If there is any gang, drug, or trafficking not immediately tied to Crime Alley, you will be asked to consult on.
Jason: And I can use guns?
Diana: You use whatever you feel is most effective. Tim, you will play Batman when evil cults rise up. You may also be consulted for espionage related events
Tim: Sounds reasonable.
Diana: Thank you. Duke, we will call on you should Batman be needed to make daytime speeches and the such
Duke: As long as I keep my day shifts
Diana: Cass, you will be Batman for the day-to-day business
Cass: Naturally
Diana: And Damian will be TRAINING to split normal Batman responsibilities with Cass after he turns 17, yes?
Damian: Yes
Diana: Yes what?
Damian: Yes Aunt Diana
Diana: Excellent! Any other division of batlabor can be discussed as it arises. I knew you guys could reach a sensible conclusion
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*blows a kiss for your Jason*
be sure to send the kiss to jason after dick is over this phase… when jason first reconciled with him, he was SUPER protective and forgot that jason is a grown man now because he’s still stuck in the memories of when he was 15
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Having so many de aged! Jason feelings. I might just burst.
Dick and Tim theorize on how a small, happy little baby winded up in Jason's apartment. It's no secret their brother, a wall of bulk with a tender core, houses the homeless sometimes.
Maybe the baby is someone's? But if so, why was he alone? Jason isn't exactly famous for his unquestionable wisdom, but he's too caring to leave a defenceless infant by himself.
More importantly, why is this baby rolling on his tummy on a familiar brown jacket, evidently craving to be picked up?
"Can you take him? I'm not..." Tim's not good with kids; It's a running joke among them. Even If there's nothing comical about this.
Dick nods. His pride does swell when the baby giggles and coos.
"He has good taste."
" Okay, Narcissus. Let's take him home before your head pops,'' was Tim just a tiny bit jealous this little chubby cheeked thing was snuggling close to Dick, while downright glowering at him?
Maybe. A little. But babies were glorified chunks of meat, shaped just enough like a human to be considered cute. What did they know?
So they get home. It's a pleasant rarity, but they're all in one place.
All except Bruce, of course. Too busy bleeding on the streets to spend any time with them, Dick huffs,
Poor Damian is trying to jump and leap amongst them giants, struggling to take a peek at their young guest, " Grayson! I want the baby!"
" He's not a toy, Dami," they all share a silent look, clearly thinking the same thing. He got it from Bruce,
"What does it do?"
" He's a baby, Steph. He's not even aware he exists!"
" God I wish that were me,"
Duke looks at Babybird, as Dick affectionately took to calling him, with a strange, quizzical look, " He looks familiar. You said you found him at Jay's?"
" Yeah, but I'm taking him to a firestation. I just had to show B. You know he likes volunteering at daycares. Maybe he'll recognize him."
" Recognize who?"
Babybird was chewing on his own foot when the elevator doors slid open. Cass wasn't a wordsmith.
She read movements and actions as one listens to music.
Every member of her beloved family was a song of their own; Dick was motivational and calming.
Stephanie was packed with action, brimming with electrifying energy that just made you want to jump.
Tim was clean and precise with accents of pop. Duke was light and happy and silently confident. Damian was angry, and passionate and brave.
Bruce was powerful, sad, and perfectly tragic.
But when Babybird shrieked, yelled out in happiness and excitement and tried to wiggle out of Dick's arms with a sunshine beam and grabby hands?
Her father was a love song.
"Jay," The name sounds like Bruce is choking. His eyes are burning with tears, marching directly to Dick, " Jay? Jay!"
" Wh--"
"Dada!" Babybird, -- Jason? They only now noticed the white curl bouncing on top of his head, ( their inner detectives groan) " Dadadada, pap papi pap,"
They can't do anything, frozen in place, as Bruce spends the following two hours planting a garden of kisses on Jason's cheeks, full with laughter, while they read and color and build blocks.
"Uh, Bruce? I'm...I'm gonna call Zatanna."
" In a minute."
" DAD, --"
" In a minute."
It wasn't just a minute. It was an entire week.
As ridiculous as it was? They were starting to get jealous.
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Dadhood
Jason was never accepted back into the Batfamily. How could they ever hope to do that? When he almost killed their newest Robin in a fit of rage?
He was never brought back to the fold, not even when the Pit slowed down, and turned tamer and tamer with each passing day (but never disappearing; the thing was a wild animal trapped inside himself 24/7).
Jason Todd should probably mourn the loss of his family, by his own hand at that, but he's busy building and maintaining a criminal empire. He's got no time to feel sorry for himself.
That is what he tells himself, until he finds himself taking a kid off the streets and adopting him on the spot.
(He can almost say he's continuing the tradition. See, Bruce? He's not a monster. Monsters don't miss having a familial connection after being shunned by you and the rest of your superhero cult.)
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Damian: I can’t do taxes! My mother only taught me three things: gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss.
Jason: Didn’t she also teach you how to kill people?
Damian: What do you think girlboss means, Jason?!
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Jason Todd is ftm and the Lazarus Pit is an ally
(redraw of this) Part 2
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Inspired by @qcomicsy post about random things the Batfam says without context.
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"Hey, do you have any suggestions on how I should kill my uncle?"
"What?!"
"Oh don't worry, he's not real"
"WHAT????!"
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"-And that's how I figured out I was bisexual"
"I'm sorry, but you lost me after the bit with the floods"
"I wasn't listening after you said Superman got kidnapped by a frat house"
"Are we going to ignore the part where Brown implied that she had something to do with JFK's assassination?"
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Tim: Guys. There's something I've been meaning to tell you. I'm-
Dick: -dating Kon
Jason: -secretly a serial killer
Damian: -a complete moron. This is old news
Steph: -finally going to stop bitching to me when Damian grows taller than you?
Tim: ...
Tim: I can't believe Jason's guess was the closest
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Dick: I'm not irresponsible! I'm sooo responsible! Name one time I wasn't the paragon of responsibility
Tim: That time you got drunk, stole a dog and climbed a tree to crown yourself the wolf king while completely naked?
Steph: That time you got drunk and dove into Gotham Harbour completely naked?
Jason: The time you got drunk and tried to seduce Wally-
Dick, defeated: -completely naked. Yeah, okay, I get the picture.
Jason: Actually, you were fully clothed for this one. But you were also committing grand theft auto at the time so...
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Dick: Check out how many marshmallows I can fit in my mouth!
Jason: Weak! Do it while trying to chug an energy drink!
Damian: *disgusted* I can't believe I used to look up to you
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"Is there any villain in Gotham that hasn't hooked up with Bruce?"
"That depends. Are there any new villains in Gotham?"
"No?"
"Ah. Then no"
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Bruce: -And you're sure that when I go into the Cave, I won't find any of your animals?
Damian: *nodding as Cass and Steph try to get BatCow up the stairs* Mmmhm
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Tim, wincing in pain: Rules were made to be broken
Bruce: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken
Duke: Uh, piñatas
Jason: Glow sticks
Duke: Karate boards
Jason: Spaghetti when you have a small pot
Tim, still in pain: Bones
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Bruce: *tired dad voice* No, Jason. You cannot weaponize Tim's skinny elbows by throwing him at people.
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Bruce: -so you're sure that when I step down into the Cave, I won't find the Gotham Sirens playing poker?
Steph: *Nodding as Cass and Damian burn the evidence behind him* Mhmm!
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Damian: Stop saying he's "indulging in only child behaviour" every time Drake commits an act of terrorism
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Damian: Nothing you say can get under my skin
Tim: Are you sure...Ian?
Damian: ...
Tim: :D
Damian: ...I'm giving you till the count of three-
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They went to Karaoke 🎤
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Inspired by @/ jellibeenart ‘s on instagram!
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