#i love baby jason todd

[mikakuna]

Some of your posts with robin Jason and Bruce makes me wonder what would have happened if Bruce found Jay if he was younger. What if he found a terrified five year old crying because he was scared and Bruce decided to take him in. Sometimes I wish that's what happened so that Jason would be spared the title of Robin and have the life he deserved.

omg i'm so sorry for replying to this so late!!! BUT YES i absolutely love this idea!

bruce finding a little tiny five year old underneath the batmobile, crying and shaking because he was hiding from a group of scary men. for this au, jason's parents would be gone by now and he'd be homeless younger.

bruce's heartstrings tug at the sight of such a small, malnourished child looking visibly dirty and exhausted. jason, being younger and more trusting/innocent, immediately latches onto batman when the man offers to help. just happily sits on his lap when bruce takes them to a restaurant to eat, stuffing his little cheeks with food and chattering bruce's ears off. bruce doesn't mind though because he knows jason hasn't had anyone to talk to in a while (plus this kid is beyond adorable...)

anyways, cue a soft-looking bruce walking into the manor with a giggly, smiley little boy in his arms. alfred is baffled (he didn't think bruce patrolling on his parents' death anniversary would result in the adoption of a literal child). meanwhile dick is having the best time giving jason all his old toys and clothes, not knowing that he's just signed himself up for a lifetime of jason trailing after him like a duckling.

also here are a few fics i read with a similar premise of bruce finding a younger jason:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/30752189

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55045105

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53261485

[haveihitanerve]

I love how people are like Jason Todd was a demon child and all the other robins were angels compared to him like lmao robin!Jason was a fucking delight what do you mean

Dick showed up at the manor with a blue stuffed animal elephant and the rage of 100 men and the only thing thats changed is that the elephant is grey now

Tim showed up with blackmail on the fucking Batman and bullied him into accepting him as robin

Damian popped up on the doorstep holding a fucking katanna

Meanwhile robin!jason was jumping from building to building squealing robin magic! and would spontaneously hug Batman. he loved reading shakepeare knowledge and literally screamed golly jee willickers as the highest curse word in his vocabulary.

Robin!Jason was a goddamned fucking delight and all the other ones were the little demon children lmaooo

[stormy-skyzzzzzz]

i adore these two.

anyone who says they don’t act like brothers doesn’t know what they’re talking about.

[trashmakerarticle]

Everyone thinks that dick was the golden child when in reality it was Jason.

Clark: Bruce who was your favourite robin?

Dick: obviously it’s me?

Tim: it’s dick

Damian: I am superior robin, it will be me.

Bruce: it’s Jason

Everyone: WHAT?!?!???

Bruce: why are you so surprised? He didn’t jump on too my chandeliers which I had to replace each week

*everyone looks at dick*

Bruce: he didn’t drop out of school

*everyone looks at tim*

Bruce: I didn’t have to stop him from killing everyone who annoyed him

*everyone looks at Damian*

Bruce: in fact, he enjoyed school and handed all his homework in on time, we would spend hours in the library reading his favourite classics. He even helped Alfred with most of the cooking, He was my little boy

Jason: stop spreading lies, I hate you go away

Bruce: my precious little boy

[frownyalfred]

a random socialite: “Your rude, spoiled children shouldn’t be allowed at these events. They ruin every party they go to.”

Bruce, a rude, spoiled nepo baby currently in a secret competition with his children to see who can ruin this gala first: “…uh huh.”

[sweetlypunk]

Happy Birthday to the loml 🫶

first panel by @mumblesplash & Jason with pinched cheeks by @twalxx

[ew-selfish-art]

Dp x dc AU: the watchtower gives out very strictly limited passes for visitors. They don’t need the world knowing that their HQ is in space after all, but sometimes family needed to visit.

Batman was the one to install the day pass system back when Dick was Robin- he needed the excuse to send Dick home to Alfred after a certain amount of time has passed and it just stuck. Unless you were a full time member, day passes were the best you got. Engineers and other supportive staff that weren’t members weren’t afforded day passes however- but Jazz is determined to be the one exception.

Jazz Fenton has been a psychologist for the JL for a year now (she just had a very productive performance review, thank you very much) and it’s been killing her to not tell Danny her office is in space. They do weekly dinners that he portals in for, and he knows that she takes a Zeta tube to work, but he’s technically not allowed to know that her office is a satellite. So, she sets a meeting with the man who started the system in the first place.

Batman is hard to read for most but she’s been his therapist for a while now, and she can tell he’s at least considering her request. Dinah couldn’t speak more kindly on Jazz and she’s been an asset to the JL in many ways since she was hired. Jazz’ arguments aren’t preposterous either- she’s submitted all of his identification papers, his background check, his job description and all of his friends names. She assured him that Danny will be able to keep a secret but when pressed she doesn’t reveal if he has any of his own.

Turns out, months of back and forth and negotiations were going be basically worthless- the second Danny got his little wrist band day pass, made it up via the zeta tube and got presented the view of Earth from the observation deck: he immediately transformed. Like zero caution, just went ghost and hyper fixated on the stars.

“You could have mentioned your Brother being Phantom. He’s been an ally to us for a while.” Batman grumbles in the way that only his family and she can tell through his deadpan.

“Yeah, I just thought that would’ve been a second visit conversation.”

[sleepire]

SCREAMING.

[bruciemilf]

Everytime the birds flee the nest in a fit of anger, post argument with Bruce, again, their wrath more hurt under guise, — and this is before Dick is older, tougher, bigger, with his own graveyard of an apartment,— they run away.

It’s very common; Dick is a teenager with a fast temper and a flair for revenge, so, making his old man sweat by taking off in the dead of night seems fitting.

And Jason’s the little brother who’d march through fire, if he could hold Dick’s hand through it. It’s good. Brothers were made to walk together. When they aren’t killing each other.

Harvey just wonders why it had to be his place they pick.

“Ya know, your pops ain’t gonna like this.”

“What’s he gonna do? Boarding school me to death?”

“He’d never do that and you know it.”

Boarding schools in Gotham were another breed of brutal, if Bruce’s unpleasant and grim memories were anything to trust. And they are. His boy’s an amazing actor and terrible liar.

Harvey sighs, grumbling a low hiss under his breath, — puta madre, children were rough. Bruce’s specifically. And his? Two-Face always says ‘our’.

“This ain’t exactly how enemies work, Dick.”

“Harv,” Jason’s tiny tiny hand, so little Harvey barely feels it yank at the material of his pants, grabs his attention, “Can I have more hot chocolate?”

“Mijo, if I let that happen, your dad’s gonna kill me. Or lecture me. Which is way worse.”

“ Pleeease?”

“…Fine, but wash your teeth right after. And you, call Bruce and make up already. Just cause he didn’t let you run Zucco over with the Batmobile —“

“No one here understands me!” Dick angrily stomps off to— Harvey’s not sure where, this is a warehouse-apartment, so not a lot of room for a pre teen tantrum. Jason gasps and powers after him. “I WISH I WAS NEVER ADOPTED!”

“…Maybe I should tell ‘im I got Zucco in my trunk.”

‘Nah,’ Two-Face hums, a low echo in his head, ‘save it for his birthday. ‘

[uc1wa]

hehe could you pretty please write something about waking jason up with a blowjob he deserves it

- ⭐

jason who comes home late every night from patrol, into the hours that blur night from morning, sun easing it’s way into the sky. he’s always careful, getting into bed soft enough as to not wake you.

and when you wake up before him, it’s so hard not to jump his bones. he’s just so pretty with eyelashes sitting against his pink cheeks, scarred and bruised chest softly moving up and down with every small breath his lungs have to offer.

unable to use self control, while choosing a safer, more gentle option, your hands softly fall down to where his clothed member is. it’s only half hard, but after a few touches through fabric, the man has an embarassing morning wood that makes you smile to yourself before maneuvering under covers and between his legs.

because, he deserves it, doesn’t he? your tough boyfriend who’s always fighting crime without a break, who’s collecting scars like trophies. your boyfriend who can’t ever seem to rest—questionably so, when he’s sleeping calmly while your lips spread to the girth of his tip.

jason’s lips tighten as his eyes remain closed, his right thigh moving gently and a puff of air escapes his nose. but, he’s asleep, and your movements remain slow as you take him down your throat, to the base of his length.

it’s hard! it’s hard having a boyfriend with a big cock, but it’s just more to love, right? more length to put in your mouth, more to touch with soft fingertips. you begin thoroughly sucking him, hands finding the underside of his balls and rubbing the delicate skin.

and you wish you thought this out before. with a single thought to record your actions, just to hear the small whimpers that jason moans in his sleep. the soft noises that you’ve never heard so clearly before despite the wet noises of your lips.

and it’s only a matter of time until his sounds become moans and his eyes start to flutter open. opening wide and looking down at you with a moan that’s halted by a laugh. "need t’wake up with you suckin’ me off every morning, baby."

[mikakuna]

thoughts about time travel shenanigans where robin jason and bruce are thrust into the future and find themselves on a rooftop during a stormy night? because listen.

they both find themselves on this random rooftop in gotham, but they're not alone because right in front of them is batman of this year and a man wearing a red helmet. this wouldn't have raised much of a concern-- they probably could've just asked the future bruce what happened and how to get home-- except this batman is more violent than jay or bruce anticipated. they watch, stunned, as this batman repeatedly rains his heavy fist down on the other man's face, chest, ribs, and wherever else he can reach.

they watch as the man with the red helmet struggles weakly, consciousness slowly leaving him, before they catch sight of his face in the crack of his hood. both jay and bruce realize at the same time who it is-- that this is future jason despite the hard lines and large ragged body so different from jay's own.

the realization hits right there-- that bruce is beating down on jason more violently than batman has handled any villain.

the bruce of the past feels it before he sees it-- his jay flinching away from him and his tiny hand ripping away from his cape in fear. bruce looks down at his son, his child, and sees the absolute terror in his eyes. after all, why wouldn't jay be so upset? didn't bruce promise never to lay a hand on him like so many adults in his young life already have? didn't bruce swear, crouched down in front of his little boy and gently holding his hands, that he would keep him safe now?

and yet as they stare at each other with horror-filled eyes, the jason of this time finally loses consciousness as his bruce drags him away by the cracks of his helmet, bloody knuckles pressed over his swollen eyelids.

bruce distantly remembers the way jay had shyly called him dad just two days ago. now, he stares as his sweet boy takes a trembling step back, tears threatening to spill down his wide eyes. bruce doesn't think he's hated himself more.

[koraesrambles]

Batman #138

Just kill me now. Throw me into the sun. Rip out my insides. Any of that would be less painful than this panel. I want to die. I want to hug a huge murder man. I want to cry. I want Dick to show up and hug this huge murder man. Someone save him. Someone help him. THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE.

My baby 😭

[spicy-apple-pie]

I wanted to practice my graphic design skills so I made a fake cover for @cdelphiki 's fic The Time Before. She's force feeding me Baby Jason but I'm not complaining.

[lesbian-cowpoke]

Jason Todd being Tim's Robin in fanon stems from trying to make sense of the wacky timeline bullshit created by the writers doing their best to entirely erase Jason Todd. It's why Dick is Tim's favorite Robin. Dick was Robin from when Tim was 4-10, the longer amount of time, so he still could have been Tim's favorite Robin regardless, but it's also. The writers really really hated that little boy.

[kartsie]

Team “Catherine Todd deserves the world and a nuanced limited series that explores poverty and the broken American healthcare system”

[rotten7rat]

Give me less 'Jason borrows Bruce's clothes and is amazed that he fits them', and more 'Bruce borrows Jason's clothes and is amazed that they are too big'.

Even without changing Jay's height and weight like I do, in the comics he is 2 inches (5cm) shorter but 15 pounds (7kg) heavier than Bruce. Which isn't a lot but still.

Because the first one is great, but the second one? Like Bruce never thought that Jason was going to get as big as him, let alone bigger, first because he was such a small kid, and then because he didn't even reach 16. So the idea that Jason outgrew him while he wasn't even around to witness it just gives me so many feelings