jason-childs

anonymous asked:

What are your problems with winick and what do you like about him? When I first entered this batfam hell I feel like I looked at it like I was in a honeymoon phase and I'm learning so much like a sponge.

I like that Winick brought Jason back.

I don’t like that he implied Jason was a child prostitute. I don’t like that he implied Jason was bisexual purely so he could make creepy incestuous implications. I don’t like that he had Jason and Talia sleep together.

Honestly Winick had the tendency to go grimdark in his writing in ways that looked deep and edgy on the surface, but had zero substance underneath and strained credulity so hard I’m surprised the books didn’t rip at the seams.

hullo batfam lovers.

allow me to blow your minds with a headcanon that is not exclusively mine, i.e., i cannot take sole credit for this.

you ready?
here we go.

if Cassandra Cain

is the daughter of Lady Shiva

That means that Lady Shiva lied to Bruce and Jason

and if she lied, then maybe the equally awful “real mom” lied (leaving aside details like how she knew some names from Jason’s past, pls)

With me?

So if Sheila lied and Shiva lied about having a child and Jason is 19 and Cass is 19 then it is very possible that Shiva lied not just about having a child but about being Jason’s mom meaning that it’s canonically possible for

and

to be

twins.

*mic drop*

Face the Music

Prompt: If your requests are open, could you write a oneshot were batsis,who’s between Tim and Damian’s age or is Damian’s twin sister, is constantly ignored, like they don’t mean to but she’s just kind of invisible to/overshadowed by the batfam, so she decides on staying with the superfam over summer to help at the Kent Farm (Of course Alfred knows but he doesn’t tell) and the batfam doesn’t notice till like a month in that batsis isn’t at Wayne Manor and they’re trying to find her and such.

 ———-

Being the granddaughter of the Demon Head isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Being Damian’s twin sister is even worse.

“Dad?”

“Not now, Y/N”

Your father keeps his back turned and continues to talk to Damian. “Dad, I just …”

“I said not now!”

Damian’s lip curls slightly when he glances at you, “Leave now, Y/N. Father and I are discussing the Mission, which you are not a part of”

You flinch, and quickly leave the cave. “Alfred?”

“In the study, Miss Y/N. Were you able to talk to your father?”

“No, he was busy with Dami, he didn’t have time to talk to me”

Alfred sighs quietly, “You cannot allow the men of this house to ignore you, Miss Y/N”

“I try Alfred! I try to get their attention! But I’m just not good enough! I’m not part of the Mission so I don’t warrant any attention!”

Gentle hands draw you into a brief hug, “You do not need your fathers permission, this time. I will allow you to go to the Kent farm for the summer. Who will be there?”

“Kon, Clark, and Clarks mom, Martha. I’m gonna be helping out around the farm”

“Very well. As long as you promise to write to me at least once a week.”

That forces a chuckle out of you, “This isn’t the old times, Alfie. I can just call you”

“Perhaps I enjoy receiving letters, Miss Y/N”

“Alright, alright, I’ll do both. You’ll keep me updated on the boys?”

“Of course. Now” Alfred gently nudges you toward the door, “It is time for you to pack. I received a call from Mister Kent, he will be here in three hours to pick you up”

“Thanks, Alfred!”

You and Clark land in front of the Kent farm, Kon landing behind you. “Why is this bag so heavy?!”

Rolling your eyes you turn and take the duffel bag from your friend, “Stop whining! You have super strength, and the bag isn’t that heavy! It just has cloths in it!”

“Clark? Is that you?”

“Yeah, Ma! I brought Conner and Y/N with me!”

Martha Kent quickly steps out to the front porch, “Well don’t just stand there come give your mother a hug!” Clark smiles, quickly giving Martha a hug, Kon is next, and the, surprisingly, Marth wraps her arms around you. For a split second, you panic, not having receive a hug from anyone but Alfred in a long time.  “It’s so nice to meet you, Y/N! I hope you enjoy staying with us. Come on now, I’ve made pie”

Clank stands beside Conner, “They ignore her you know, the Bats. She didn’t even tell them she was leaving. The poor kids touch-starved and she doesn’t even realize it”

Conner nods, “I know, but Grandma will fix that. The two of us will just have to make sure that she has the best summer possible”

“Yeah, we will”

“Pennyworth, who were you talking to?”

“No one, Master Damian, just a family member of mine”

Damian’s eyes narrow but decides to let the subject go, “Father would like to know if you have seen Y/N. Todd asked where she was, and Father has not seen her”

“I can’t say that I have, Master Damian. I have not seen her in quite a while”

Damian hums, “Very well, I will tell father and Todd”

Almost an hour later Jason comes up from the Cave. “Alfred, Damian says that you haven’t seen Y/N? How long has it been?”

“Quite a while, Master Jason. Come to think of it, I cannot quite remember the last time I saw Miss Y/N”

“Damn, well I’m gonna try her phone again. If you see her, will you let her know I need to talk to her?”

“Of course”

“Thanks, Alfie”

Once Jason leaves, Alfred picks up the phone and calls Y/N. After a month and a half the rest of her family has finally notice that she wasn’t in the Manor.

“I don’t know, Kon. I’ve never ridden a horse before, what if I fall off?”

Conner chuckles, gently picking you up and putting you on the back of the horse, “If you fall, I’ll catch you. You don’t have to worry about falling, Blueberry’s really smooth”

“Alright, as long as you stay with me”

A gentle hand steadies you in the saddle, “Don’t worry, I’ve got you”

Once the two of you get going, and you learn how to balance on the horse, the ride is surprisingly easy. The two of you make a loop around the farm, just taking in the open land. By the time you get back to the farm house the sun is starting to disappear behind the horizon.

“It’s so peaceful here, I wish I didn’t have to leave”

“You can come back whenever you want, you know. Grandma already said that you’re welcome whenever.”

Before you can respond, Clark steps into the barn. “Alfred called while you were on your ride. He said your father has finally noticed that you aren’t in the Manor. Jason actually noticed you missing first.”

“I’m not missing, I tried to tell Dad where I was going, but he was too busy to listen”

“Well, you might want to call him and tell him you’re fine, because he just sent out an emergency alert to all members of the Justice League.”

“WHAT?!?!”

Clark runs a nervous hand through his hair, “Batman called a meeting, all of the original members of the Justice League are gonna be there. I think you should call him, let him know that you’re safe, and tell him to call off the search”

You’re shaking, everything seems like it’s too much as this point, “He can’t be bothered with me when I’m at the Manor. Clark I’ve been gone for a month and a half, almost two months at this point, and they are just now noticing that I’m gone. I’m so done right now. I’m not calling him, I’m not calling any of them. You can tell my father where I am when you have your meeting, but he won’t be hearing anything from me”

“You know that I have to tell him, right?”

“You really don’t, Kal” Conner throws an arm around your shoulders, drawing you close, “She’s right, they didn’t even notice that she was gone. Y/N can just live here, with me and Grandma, somewhere she’ll have people who care about her”

“Kon, you know that’s not the right thing to do …”

“IT’S NOT RIGHT HOW THEY TREAT HER!!” Conner visibly pulls back, reigning in his anger, “It’s not right how they ignore her, it’s practically child neglect.”

“I know, but now she can come here. Now she has us to look after her. She’s always welcome in either of our apartments.”

“Thank you guys. You – you don’t know how much this means to me. But, Clark’s right, he has to tell my father that I’m safe. You should probably head to your meeting now, I’m gonna enjoy the rest of today with Conner”

Clark nods, pulling you into a tight hug before he flies away.

“What if we run away together. We can find some remote island, I can fly back and forth to the main land for supplies. It could just be the two of us, and anyone else we decided to tell”

You and Conner are laying on the roof of the barn, watching the stars. You never knew how many of them there are, the Gotham smog tends to block out all starlight.

“An island, huh? I don’t really think I’d want to live on an island, too many sharks in the ocean. How about we live in the mountains.”

“That could work!”

“I’m kidding! I can’t just run away forever. Dad wouldn’t stop looking for me, and then he’d pull out the kryptonite just to he could beat the crap out of you!”

Connor pauses mid-laugh, “Clark’s on his way back. Bruce will be here in the morning, he had to take care of something in Gotham tonight”

“Of course he did. The Mission is more important than anything” Clark lands quietly beside you, still wearing the Superman suit, “So, how did your meeting go?”

“Bruce was angry. Apparently, Alfred refused to tell him anything, and at first so did I. Eventually I told him that you were somewhere safe. He managed to deduce that you were here. He said that he’ll …”

“Be here tomorrow morning, yeah, I know.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N”

“It’s not your fault, Clark. Like I said before, nothing comes before the Mission, not even his own children”

“Come down to the house, Ma made apple pie”

“Alright, it’s probably the last time I’ll ever have it. Dad will probably lock me in the Manor and then forget about me”

“We won’t let that happen, I promise”

“What are you gonna do, Conner? Break into Batman’s house, and kidnap me?”

Conner’s eyes briefly flash red, “If I have to, that’s exactly what I’ll do”

The next morning comes too soon. You know that your father is going to be angry, that he’s probably going to lock you in the Manor, and that your twin is going to be pissed that he had to look for you.

“I could hide you in the barn, you know.”

You roll your eyes, “I’m not hiding in a barn from my own father, I just wish that I could stay out here. It’s so … quiet compared to Gotham. There’s no villains, no vigilantes, no galas, nothing like that. Everything just seems simpler out here”

“I know what you mean. It’s nice to have a sanctuary. Clark has his Fortress of Solitude, and I mean I could go there too, but I like it better here.”

“I understand. Did Clark say what time Dad would be here?”

“No” Connor takes a huge bite of her cereal, pointing the now empty spoon at you, “He hasn’t tried to call you?”

“He can’t, remember, my phone slid off the roof, I haven’t exactly had time to get another one!”

“Oh yeah” He pauses, tilting his head toward the door. “Clark said that your dad is about 50 miles away, so he should be here in the next half hour”

“Yeah, I assumed he would be here early”

“There’s still enough time, we can make a break for it …”

You just roll your eyes, going into the kitchen to help Mrs. Kent clean up from breakfast. Exactly twenty-two minutes later Connor comes to get you. The jet is less than a mile away, and Clark said that it would be best if you were already waiting on the porch. The jet comes into view a minute later. Taking a deep breath, you square your shoulders an raise your chin, it’s finally time to face the music.

Jason is actually the first one out of the jet. He sprints up the porch steps and wraps you tightly in his arms.

“Don’t you ever do something like that again, you hear me?” He’s trembling, fine tremors wrack his whole body, “I thought something had happened to you. I’m gone for 3 months and you go missing, no one’s heard from you, no leads, nothing, you just aren’t there anymore”

Jason was the only one in your family, other than Alfred, who didn’t ignore you. He was constantly stealing you away from the Manor just to spend time with you, but sometimes he would go on missions that lasted between three to six months. Half the time he wouldn’t be able to contact you at all, and your father refused to tell you anything.

“I left a note for you …”

“Yeah, and all it said was that you were leaving for a while. That doesn’t help me, short stack! You scared the shit out of me!”

“Sorry, Jay. I kinda expected to be back before you came home”

“I asked B to wait in the jet until I talked to you. He’s pissed, Y/N. He flipped his shit when he realized you’d left. How long have you been gone, kid? Obviously, a while, you’re a hell of a lot tanner than when I last saw you”

“I’ve been here for almost two months as this point.”

Jason’s eyes widen, one hand running through his hair, “Two months … You’ve been gone for two goddamn months, and your own father didn’t fucking notice?!?!?”

“Um, yeah” You scratch the back of your head nervously, “I left with Conner and Clark on June 16th, and its August 3rd now”

“I’m gonna kill him”

“Don’t do that! You promised me no more killing unless absolutely necessary!”

“This is necessary!”

Mrs. Kent opens the front door, still drying her hands on a dish towel, “What’s all this ruckus out here? Clark! Where are your manors? Invite these nice people in for some snacks”

“Ma, I don’t …”

“Clark Kent, I know I raised you with manors”

“Yes, ma’am. Y/N, I’ll get Bruce and Damian from the Jet, why don’t you, Jason, and Conner head inside”

“Thanks, Clark”

Being stared down by your father and twin brother is extremely awkward, especially when they aren’t saying anything. It isn’t until after the snacks are cleared away, and everyone has once again moved out to the porch that they say something.

“Are you going to return to Gotham with us, sister? Or are you going to continue to run away and waste our time?”

“I didn’t run away, Damian!”

“tt” Damian rolls his eyes, mouth set in an almost permanent sneer, “You do not tell anyone where you are going, refuse to answer your phone, refuse to come home of your own violation … need I go on?”

“I tried to tell you and father! You two were too busy to listen to me! I told Alfred where I was going, and if anything happened I was living in the same house as two Super’s!”

Your father finally steps forward, getting in between you and your twin, “What you did was irresponsible and selfish, Y/N. What if the city needed me while I was out searching for you? People could have died because of your actions. Do you know what it’s like to have to worry about someone who …?”

Tears sting your eyes, “Go ahead! What were you going to say? Someone who can’t defend themselves? Someone who’s a disappointment? Someone who will never be the daughter you wanted? Someone who refuses to be ignored any longer?!” You take a deep shuddering breath, finally meeting your father’s eyes, “Then why did you come? Why did you come if I’m so terrible to have around?”

Bruce reaches out, tries to touch your shoulder, but you quickly evade, “Y/N …”

“No, you listen. I’ve been gone for two months! Two whole months, and you weren’t even the one to notice that I was gone! Jason noticed before you did, dad!” More tears slid down your cheeks, “Do you know what it’s like to be ignored like this? To be so easily forgotten? Dad, do you know why I was allowed to live?” Bruce shakes his head, “I was meant to die shortly after Damian and I moved in with you. Mother had orchestrated my death, it was meant to bring you closer to her, out of shared parental grief. I’m not sure why I didn’t die, but sometimes … sometimes I wish I did!!”

“Kid …”

It’s like all the fight’s drained out of you, and now you’re just tired, “It’s okay, Jason. I won’t argue anymore, I’ll go back to the Manor. I won’t leave anytime soon, it’ll be just like before”

“Y/N, don’t …”

You turn, facing Conner, “Thank you, for everything this summer. It was really nice to spend time with you, and I really hope that we can stay friends”

Conner envelopes you in a huge hug, squeezing you tightly to his chest, “Of course we can, we’ll be friends forever now.”

“Y/N”

“I’m coming father, I won’t keep you from Gotham any longer, just let me grab my bag”

“Sister …”

“Don’t start your shit, Damian. Being your twin sister has been hell, and right now I can’t take any of your insults”

Damian looks taken aback by your hostility, “I only wanted to say that I am sorry for how I treated you in the past, and I hope you know that … I will protect you if Mother ever tries to hurt you”

You let out an exhausted sigh, “Yeah, you’ll protect me, if you even notice me. I’ll be back in a minute, I need to pack”

Once Y/N is gone Jason, Conner, and Clark turn to face Bruce and Damian.

“You see what you’ve done now, Bruce? You see what I’ve been trying to tell you for years? Do you even know that girl? She’s been with you for six years now, she’s your daughter, and you don’t even know what her favorite color is!”

Bruce straightens, “I understand that I haven’t been very present in her life …”

“I’m gonna stop you there, Mr. Wayne. I understand that you’re Batman, that you protect Gotham from the bad guys, but did you ever think of how much damage you have done to that girl upstairs. Y/N is … she’s amazing, probably one of the most kind hearted and forgiving girls that I have ever met, and you’ve hurt her. You have made her feel worthless, like she doesn’t deserve attention, and I’ve been working for two months now to fix that.” Conner straightens his shoulders, “I’ll be visiting her a lot, just to make sure that you don’t undo what I’ve accomplished. You have a really special girl, Mr. Wayne, I’d hate to see you lose her forever.” Then the teenager turns and walks into the house.

“He’s right, Bruce”

“I know he’s right, Clark! I know I’ve messed up! I don’t need everyone here to tell me that”

Clark opens his mouth, but Jason beats him to it, “Then what are you going to do about it!? You can bitch that you know how terrible of a father you are, but what are you going to do to fix it? Because don’t think for once second that I won’t take her away from you. Conner and I won’t let you neglect her anymore. What you’ve been doing is considered child neglect, you’re just lucky that she’s old enough to take care of herself or she might be dead by now from your carelessness.”

“I’ll change, Jason, Clark. I’ll change for her, I’ll pay more attention, I’ll listen to her, I’ll go to counseling with her, I’ll go to parent classes if I have to! I didn’t realize …” Bruce breaks off when his voice cracks, his hands tremble, “I’ll be a good father, I promise”

Damian places one hand on his father’s shoulder, “I believe that we both have made mistakes, Father, and that we both have quite a long way to go until we gain Y/N’s trust back”

“We’ll do everything in our power to make this up to her. I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten” Everyone outside can hear Y/N and Conner coming down the stairs, “We have a long way to go to make it up to her, to prove that we care for her.” Bruce squares his shoulders, “We have to own up to what we’ve done, it’s time to face the music.”

Family [Jason Todd x Reader]

Anonymous requested: “Hey there love be, could you do one for rather a fluff one shot for Jason or Dick where it’s after their s/o had their baby and its basically what their life is like at home with a adorable, yet noisy newborn, Thanks 🙏 if you can do this

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1173

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The cry of a baby sounded through the spacious apartment you called home, erupting a tired moan of protest from your throat before you could filter it. You shifted under the warm covers of your bed, dreading that walk down the hall to the room where your child slept.

“It’s okay baby, I got this.” your husband groaned, propping himself up. “Get some rest.”

“Mm… you sure?” you yawned, already fighting your drowsiness. In the darkness, you saw movement and assumed he was nodding his head.

“Yeah, I’m sure.” he stated, “go back to sleep.”

“M’kay Jason…” you murmured, laying your head down and closing your eyes once more before sleep swept you away.

As you were falling back into slumber, Jason sneaked down the hall and slipping into the baby room, where your little girl laid wailing. He sighed and picked her up gently, cradling her in his arms. He began to rock her in a soothing manner, trying to get her to fall back asleep.

“Come on sweetheart,” he murmured, “don’t make this harder for mommy and daddy, okay?” His lovely daughter quieted down slightly, but her lips were still wobbling and her eyes were still teary. The sight broke Jason’s heart.

“What’s wrong?” he asked the baby. She sniffled and whined, moving in his arms as if trying to tell him something. He stared at her in confusion, that was, until he noticed it.

“Ah shi…” he glanced at his daughter, “… shoot.” He maneuvered his way around the room and placed his little girl on a flat surface before going to grab some baby wipes, a clean diaper and a hand sanitizer.

“Why at night? Of all the times, why?” he muttered to himself as he began to take her onesie off. He cleaned his hands using the hand sanitizer and began to carefully changed his daughter’s diaper into a new one, his face scrunching up in disgust as he carefully disposed of the old one. After she was all changed, he cleaned his hands again and put her back into the crib.

By now, she had stopped crying and was staring up at her father’s face with large, round eyes. She gave him a toothless smile that simply melted his heart. He returned that smile and reached down but before he could do anything she captured his large finger with her tiny hand and began to giggle.

Jason’s heart swelled in love and pride. He stared at her adoringly before whispering, “I’m not going to let anything happen to you.” He touched her cheek lightly. “I promise.”

Once his daughter had calmed down completely and fell asleep, Jason went back to bed, his arms instantly going around you when he hit the mattress. He turned to his side and laid there for a few minutes, simply looking at his beautiful wife beside him and wondering what he did to deserve you and a family.

Whenever he brought it up though, you always silenced him by saying that the world owed him for killing him, so this was it’s way to repay him back. When you put it like that, he couldn’t argue but he always had this constant fear that something terrible was going to happen that would screw things up.

However, months after you gave birth and it still hadn’t happened, making Jason wonder if perhaps this was the world’s way of repaying him after all. With that thought in mind, he fell sound asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, your side of the bed was empty but he wasn’t surprised. Since you had to go to work–unlike him–you were always rising early in order to get ready. That was why he always took care of the night duties.

He yawned and stretched before climbing off the bed and going through his morning routine quickly. After washing up, he hurried downstairs where you were in the middle of feeding the child you two had.

“Okay Jason, diaper is changed and feeding is in progress.” you informed, slipping into your jacket. “I really have to go or I’ll be late!” you exclaimed, rushing to grab the car keys from the table. “Do not call me, call Alfred if you need anything. Lord knows he is anyone’s first choice when it comes to child care advice.”

Jason chuckled and said, “will do.”

You grinned, admiring the sight of him with your daughter before rushing towards the door. But before you could go, a voice stopped you.

“[F/N], wait!”

“Wha–”

You spun around and was met with your husband’s lips on yours. “Almost forgot my kiss.” He winked, making you roll your eyes.

“And here I was thinking it was something urgent.”

After you shut the door, Jason continued your task of feeding the baby that was making a huge mess of things on the kitchen table. Since you worked a day job, you and Jason decided that he would be the one taking care of your daughter while you earned money for the family. You could always ask for financial help from Bruce but both of you preferred not to. You had a high-earning job after all, you didn’t need any help, even when Jason had temporarily stopped his patrols and missions.

Not like Jason minded staying at home anyway. It meant he had even more time to spend with his precious little girl.

“Okay sweetie, it’s just you and me… again.” he spoke in a lighthearted voice, “now… what to do today?”


When you came home, you were absolutely drained. The only thing that kept you going and working so hard was the thought of coming home to your family and spending time with them. But when you entered the apartment and heard nothing but silence, you grew worried.

Closing the door quietly behind you, you scanned the place but found no signs of your husband or baby. Alarm bells rang in your head and you headed inside with caution. You noticed flickering lights coming from the living room and went to investigate, only to find that Cinderella was on the screen on mute. With raised brows, you walked around the couch and took the remote control to turn off the TV. 

You caught sight of your husband and daughter once you turned around and you couldn’t contain the smile that spread across your face. The both of them were on the couch, Jason lying on it with your daughter comfortably on his chest. The both of them were sleeping.

You quietly crossed the room and grabbed the camera from the shelf. You then focused the lens on Jason and the beautiful child you two made and took a picture to add to the growing collection of photos you two already had.

“Mn… [F/N]?” your sleepy husband mumbled. You put the camera down and leaned in to kiss him softly.

“Hey Jaybird, I’m home.” you said quietly, careful not to wake the baby on him up. He opened his eyes and smiled at you.

“Welcome home.”

what your fav act 2 song says about you

Welcome to Falsettoland – you just really want to punch nancy reagan in the face

The Year of the Child – your favorite line in the whole musical is “look, look, look, look, look, it’s a lesbian from next door!”

Miracle of Judaism – you are secretly a 12 year old boy on the inside

The Baseball Game – you live for marvin trying to flirt with whizzer

A Day in Falsettoland – you are in awe at the groundbreaking way finn draws parallels between all the romances in the show

Everyone Hates His Parents – you either had a bad relationship with your parents of just really love mendel 

What More Can I Say? – you truly believe marvin and whizzer invented true love

Something Bad Is Happening – you call dr. charlotte your wife

Holding to the Ground –  you definitely support trina and love her character development

Days Like This – you love the tight knit family antics and probably want your own found family

Cancelling the Bar Mitzvah – you actually trust mendel’s advice (which you shouldn’t)

Unlikely Lovers – you’re literally gay

Another Miracle of Judaism – jason is your child and you would die for him

You Gotta Die Sometime –  you just really want andrew to win that damn tony part 2

Jason’s Bar Mitzvah – you cried when mendel said “son of whizzer, son of mendel, and godchild to the lesbians from next door”

What Would I Do? – you just love crying I guess

Whatever you do, don’t imagine Little Jason Grace coming to Camp Jupiter led by Juno and without even knowing this kid, he’s already being hailed Champion of Juno because yes he’s a toddler with a scar on his lip and watery eyes and he’s crying out “Lia!” though no one knows who that is but Juno brought him here and so he’s not just Jason anymore, he’s Jason Grace, Champion of Juno.

Don’t imagine Child Jason Grace being claimed, lightning striking the earth and thunder booming the minute he picks up a gold sword and marks being burned into his skin because he may be only a child that doesn’t know how to put on armour properly and wears baggy hand me downs but it is Jupiter who claimed him hello, King of the fucking universe, and so now he’s not just Jason, he’s Jason Grace, Champion of Juno, and son of Jupiter.

Don’t imagine Tweenage Jason Grace wondering who he belongs to, what his parents are like, if they would like him, and asking everyone what Jupiter’s like if they know anything, anything at all about his mother, but all anyone tells him is you are a Child of Rome, Jason Grace, and that is all you need to know because it doesn’t matter if he’s not done growing yet and has no idea what his place in the world is yet because he’s not just Jason, he’s Jason Grace, Champion of Juno, Son of Jupiter, and Child of Rome.

Don’t imagine Teenage Jason Grace going on a quest to save the fucking world, not to make  himself seem like a hero, but to prove to himself that he is hero that everyone says he is even if he’s lost his fucking memory and when he comes back expecting a “Hey, look, he’s a person” all there is pontifex maximus, he’s the pontifex maximus, because it doesn’t matter that he’s gone through pain and heartache and blood, so much blood, he’s not just Jason, he’s Jason Grace, Champion of Juno, Son of Jupiter, Child of Rome, and Pontifex Maximus.

Don’t imagine Older Jason Grace walking down a street and hearing Hero of Olympus, he’s a Hero of Olympus whispered behind him, because it doesn’t matter that he’s tired of only a few select people really knowing him and that there’s always going to be a breaking point, he doesn’t have those, of course not, after all, he’s not just Jason, he’s Jason Grace, Champion of Juno, Son of Jupiter, Child of Rome, Pontifex Maximus, and Hero of Olympus.

Instead, just imagine a member of one of the many lares calling Jason in the streets but he’s not calling Jason, he’s calling “Jason Grace, Champion of Juno, Son of Jupiter, Child of Rome, Pontifex Maximus, Hero of Olympus” and Jason, just Jason, breaks down in the middle of the streets-

I’m not just a fucking title!”

Falsettos Diner AU

Okay I’m gonna ramble about this!

- The diner is a small little thing, owned by Cordelia. Not many people go, but she makes money.
- Whizzer and Trina are waiters, and Mendel manages the money.
- Cordelia and Whizzer do the cooking.
- Whizzer is super good at roller skating because of the job (imagine that tall, lanky man skating around!)
- Marvin goes there like every morning. He tells himself it’s because of Trina, but he just stares at Whizzer’s butt, pretty much.
- Whizzer notices this, and he jokingly flirts with Marv in the beginning just to mess with him, but eventually he just slowly realises, “shit I’m gay.”
- Charlotte always visits her girlfriend and tries to pay constantly, but Cordelia is always like “no! It’s free for my pretty doctor!”
- Mendel can’t get Trina pregnant, so Marvin is the sperm doner (so Jason is still Marvin’s + Trina’s child).
- Jason goes to the diner to do his homework, and everyone loves him.

That’s a lot, but I LOVE my diner AU! (Also I’m all up for like any content about it - art/fanfics/whatever - as long as you credit me, PLEASE!!!) I just love my diner AU, okay?

I think people see Jason as far too old when he died. He was fifteen. Do you know what fifteen year olds look like? Even if they’re considered “dreamboats” by their peers, they still have squishy kid faces. They still look like colts with long limbs and knobby knees. His shoulders were probably broad, but he still had to grow into them. 

My point is, Jason was a child. And by disregarding that important element, it erases much of his core characterization. It’s almost like shielding the Joker from the heinous actions he committed. He is a child killer. 

Jason is only nineteen now. That’s a year older than the legal age. This poor boy reached out for love and got broken glass shoved down his throat instead. 

Blood and rust and angry tears. These things make up Jason Todd, murdered child. 

anonymous asked:

hi the nerd jason anon is back. you know how kids always lie about their homework and say they forgot to bring it?? yeah, with the other kids the teacher is just extremely side eyeing them but with jason the teachers are already prepared with tissues like he's a joy to teach but He Needs To Relax™

this has absolutely happened before. only once because jason is that extra he checks his bag like three times in the morning to make sure he has everything but one time bruce was tired and accidentally grabbed a folder that had jason’s report in it and not his own stuff.

jason was distraught. 

the teacher was like ‘it’s not a big deal, jason, it hardly matters. these things happen.’ 

bruce received a phone call at the office. jason demanded he bring the report to school before the end of the day or jason would never speak to him again. 

The Batboy’s as Uncles

Originally posted by ahongkc

I felt bad because I didn’t write your fic so I thought maybe this at least could make up for some of it @ellaprime68 ! So this is basically a headcannon what kind of uncles the batboys are!

DICK GRAYSON

  • The Fun Uncle™
  • Practically a child himself
  • Blends right in
  • When your kid spend’s the night at uncle Dick’s there are no rules
  • Ice cream for dinner probs
  • no idea what a bedtime is
  • watches cartoons all night 
  • tries to teach kid how to do acrobatics on his couch cushions
  • ends with your kid with an icepack on their head and Dick patching up his lip while apologizing profusely
  • probably the safest to leave your kids with
  • you receive a sugar high monster in the place of your child every time Dick babysits

JASON TODD

  • The Dangerous Uncle
  • “Jason no, not with my kid’
  • “Jason YEs”
  • Turn your back for one minute and Jason and your child are somehow already speeding down the streets on his motorcycle.
  • Your kid would spend the night and come home knowing how to take apart a gun as well as how to put it all back together, all while wearing a blindfold
  • Sweet tho
  • Reads your kids bedtime stories if he’s watching them.
  • Has read various Disney children’s books to your children
  • still has bad ass card

TIM DRAKE

  • The ‘Spoil Your Kids!’ Uncle
  • He was raised as a rich kid
  • Doesn’t understand why he can’t buy your daughter a pony??
  • “Uncle Tim, can I have a-”
  • “Grab two, I want one too.”
  • he has kid games set up on his computer for when they come over
  • Is not above beating a child at a board game
  • at all.
  • Your kid comes back with half of their Christmas list and vengeance in their eyes after a night at Tim’s

DAMIAN WAYNE

  • The Distant Uncle
  • Has -5% patience in his body
  • Doesn’t understand children
  • “Your offspring is threatening me.”
  • “Damian it’s 9 months old, it just want’s you to pick them up.”
  • Your kids prolly don’t get along with him until they’re older.
  • Once your kids are like 10, he’ll start babysitting them
  • “Your kinda quiet, Uncle Damian.”
  • “Yes.”  
  • ……
  • “Okay.”
  • he might be a little abrasive but he listens the best in the family
  • Knows when your kid has a problem
  • talks them through it sensibly
  • Your kid comes back looking like a weight had been lifted from their shoulders

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anonymous asked:

So Touka doesn't seem to think much about marriage but why was it important for Kaneki to marry her especially at this time?

It’s not that Touka doesn’t think much of marriage, she’s the Ace of Clubs so a motivating force for her character is “a desire for a deep and lasting union with someone who is emotionally compatible”. Her overarching character arc has been about seeking out the ‘home’ that she lost as a child so it’s only fitting she would want a family in that way. It’s more that her personality isn’t really one for ceremony or tradition. She’s not the type of person who needs theatrics- she’s pretty practical which is why she doesn’t seem to care so much whether they’re married or not. Although she’s finally become able to communicate her feelings across in :re, she still has that aspect of “actions speak louder than words” so I think something physical like leaving marks on each other would be much more meaningful to her than any traditional ceremony. Something to keep as a symbol, like her parent’s ring.

Kaneki at heart is a romantic- he’s probably read hundred of books with happy endings and romance. That’s why marriage and tradition would be a bigger deal for him than Touka, just purely based on his personality. He was the one who said virginity should be treasured for someone special while Touka was quite happy to throw away her V card. But after finding out his time is limited and with that desperation in the air that the 24th Ward will be their tomb, I think he’s also grasping for something meaningful. Something to further tie them together no matter what happens in the future. “Till death do us part”.

Kaneki’s Mother couldn’t choose him over her Sister. Kaneki also couldn’t choose between saving the Mother and child from Jason. Now he wonders:

If I told you I was going to rescue Yoriko would you stop me?

He’s wondering whether Touka would choose him over Yoriko and she made her decision; him. Instead of talking about the letter with Yoriko’s execution notice she made her decision; the baby. Kaneki recognises that. So in turn, I think he’s also trying to make a choice- a commitment to Touka, to their future together. Rather than running off on some dangerous, hopeless quest to save everyone. I just wonder whether he’ll be able to stick with that when Yoriko’s execution date looms closer. Kaneki has never been able to leave anyone behind for the greater good. Not Banjou when they were escaping Aogiri. Not Yoshimura and Anteiku at the end of TG. Not Akira when they all risked their lives to get her medicine. Not Amon in the Lab before Ayato knocked some sense into him. I’m looking forward to seeing how this will play out! This sort of character development really needs to come full circle if Kaneki is going to lead the ghouls out of their current predicament.

regarding jason (aka rivertrash)

many of you know that jason and i used to be very close, and i know we share a lot of mutuals. please know that this comes from a place of concern. he deleted his blog as a result of me confronting him but he might remake and i want everyone to be aware of who he really is: a predatory manipulator.

sexual harassment
jason is notorious for unsolicited dick pics and unsolicited sexual comments, particularly towards women and dfab people.


 

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the recipient is peter @peppermintlarry who identified as ace at the time and had endured sexual trauma as a child. jason was 100% aware of this and said it regardless. he also takes pride in having sex with people who are in committed relationships. he literally brags about it to people who don’t even ask.


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emotional manipulation
i personally have been a victim of emotional manipulation all my life so you’d think i’d be really good at spotting it, but you’d be wrong. i didn’t realize it was going on until a group of his friends, some of which who were victims as well (peter, eileen @eileensardine​, and 3 anonymous sources) reached out to me because they were concerned.
jason would literally hit himself in the face on camera if i was upset with him. he KNEW it triggered me, as someone who is in recovery from severe self harm/mutilation. sometimes he would even text me about it if we weren’t in a skype call. i literally thought he would self harm or even commit suicide if i stopped talking to him, which is the main reason i remained his friend even when i wanted to leave. he used his mental illness as a way to get me to pay attention to him. i am not the only one who has been affected by his emotional manipulation unfortunately and we want to keep it from happening again.

obsessive
 i dated jason for awhile and broke up with him a year and a half ago. ever since then he has been literally obsessed with me. he would tell people that i was still hopelessly in love with him and that i would flirt with him incessantly despite the fact that i’ve been in a happy committed relationship for over a year. he would even go as far as saying we had an ongoing sexual relationship behind my boyfriend’s back. i don’t even have to say it but i’m going to anyway: that is completely false. i have had him on “do not disturb” on my phone because he would text me constantly (CONSTANTLY) but i rarely replied, since i was trying to distance myself from someone who made me incredibly uncomfortable. i don’t know where he got any clue that i was reciprocating these feelings. the scariest part wasn’t his obsession with me, but his obsession with my significant other. he HATED my boyfriend for “stealing” me from him, despite never speaking a single word to him. he told peter he wanted to fly to california without telling me and beat my boyfriend with a bat.

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this is not the first nor the only time he mentioned wanting to physically harm him. i have been incredibly happy with zac for a very long time and he was aware of that. there is no reason for him to want to harm him besides his own twisted agenda.


if there is anything i missed please feel free to reblog and add on! i know there are more stories out there.


if you can reblog to get the word out that would be helpful! he’s most likely going to remake so keep an eye out.

That Would Be Enough (Jason Todd x Reader)

A/N: Hamilton song fics for your soul. The song is That Would Be Enough. Listen as you read!
Warnings: None

Tagging: @solis200213 @pinkwitch21 @tigeragathe @gokusanfan @just-a-girl-maybe @queen-of-all-the-fandoms @neverlandprincessjaz


You stared up into your husband’s eyes, searching for some semblance of a response to what you had just told him. You were carrying a child. His child.

 There was a pause before he spoke.

“How long have you known?” Jason asked, running a hand through his hair, taking a deep breath.

“A month or so,” you replied softly, still trying to be gentle.

“(Y/N), you should have told me,” he scolded in mild disapproval. It was clear he was still in shock.

“I told Bruce a month ago,” you admitted, momentarily casting your gaze to the side, bracing yourself for his reaction.

"No,” Jason breathed in disbelief, his mouth parting slightly in complete surprise.

“I begged him to send you home,” you continued, your voice cracking. You moved one of your hands, using it to brush your thumb gently across his jawline, then cupping one side of his face. You stared up at him with pain in your eyes.

“You should have told me,” he repeated, placing his hand over yours and taking your other hand with his free one.

“I’m not sorry,” you responded, firmly yet gently. “I knew you’d try to fight until the fight against The Owls was done-”

“It’s not done-”

“But you deserve a chance to meet your child, Jason. We’re so lucky to have this child,” you said, still looking Jason in the eye.

He looked painfully conflicted, and you knew that he feared he wouldn’t be enough. You knew how he feared he would never add up to the legacy that preceeded him. “Will you enjoy being a vigilante’s wife? Unable to guarantee your safety?” Jason asked, breaking eye contact to look down to the floor, in what seemed like shame.

“I enjoy being your wife,” you assured him, both your hands still with his. “We’re so lucky. Look at how far you’ve come since you started. It’s a miracle that you’re even alive, Jason. If you stayed alive, just stayed alive, that would be enough. If this child is anything like you, if it shares even a fraction of your smile, or the littlest bit of your mind, it would be enough.”

Jason smiled slightly, but it was weak, and the fear and hesitation was still clear in his features. You could see the tears pricking at his eyes, and it pained you to know the doubt he held for himself.

“I don’t pretend to know the challenges you’re facing with the work you do, but I’m not afraid. I know who I married. As long as you come home at the end of the day, I’m happy,” your voice broke at the end, and you could feel the lump growing in your throat.

“We have nothing, (Y/N),” Jason argued, still not letting his hands leave yours. “How could we bring a kid into this?”

 “We don’t need Bruce’s legacy. We don’t need money. If you would let me help you, if you would just let me in. Let me a part of your life, and the stories we’re going to tell this child. Let this moment be the first moment where you decide to stay.”

There was a long pause before either of you spoke again, the sadness and fear was thick in the air.

“(Y/N), I-”

“Please. Let me be enough. Let us be enough.” You looked up at Jason pleadingly, tears freely streaming down your face. “Please.” 

Jason wrapped his arms around you, enveloping you in a hug. “We’re gonna have a kid, aren’t we?” he asked, semi-rhetorically, his voice breaking slightly, although you could hear some semblance of happiness.

 “Yeah,” you replied shakily. “Yeah, we are.”

 Jason’s hold around your waist tightened for a brief second, his hair brushing softly against your cheek as he buried his head in your shoulder.

 You could feel tears soaking into your shirt, but you didn’t mind. You returned the embrace, digging your fingers into the tan leather of his jacket. “Stay. Promise me you’ll stay. I-I can’t do this without you. Promise me. Please.” 

The moment’s pause felt like an eternity, and his hesitation was like an icy dagger in your heart as you awaited his response.

 “I- I promise,” he returned, embracing you tighter still. “We’re gonna have a kid,” he marvelled with a bittersweet chuckle, tears still freely trailing down the sides of his face. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

Young Justice - Batfam x Batsis

Prompt: Fluffy imagine about batboys babysitting their little sister when Alfred and Bruce are away? Like they would go out from ice cream and stuff and it’s funny bc they all look intimidating and then the sister is just there looking cute?? (requested by anon)

“Do any of even know how to take care of a child?” Jason asked staring down at his toddler sister. She brightly smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his legs in a tight hug.

“Jay!” She laughed pressing her cheek to his leg. Jason awkwardly patted the top of her head.

“Uh … good girl?” He said, really unsure of how to act in this sort of situation.

“Clearly not.” Damian retorted dryly in response to Jason’s initial question.

“Beats me.” Tim said.

“I babysit you guys all the time! How hard could it be?” Dick shrugged. The others looked offended and were prepared to argue with that underhanded dig but the small child released Jason’s leg and ran over to Dick and tugged on his sweater. Dick smiled down at her and crouched down to her level.

“What is it little bird?” He asked.

“Can we go to the park?” She asked sweetly.

“That sounds like a great idea!” Dick praised. “Let’s go!” He said excitedly. He scooped up his little sister into his arms and ran towards the door.

“Look Dick! I’m Wonder Woman!” She giggled extending her hands out as if she was in mid-flight. Dick let out a gasp of shock and set her down before getting down on his knees. He dramatically bowed down before her.

“I had no idea we were in the presence of royalty. My apologies Princess. Can you ever forgive us?” Dick asked.

“Only if you help me save the day! To the park, Superman!” She cried, heroically extending her fist while she ran towards the car with her brothers trailing behind her.

“Why do you get to be Superman?” Jason grumbled.

“Because I’m her favorite, that’s why.” Dick retorted. When their sister got impatient with how slow they were being she ran back to them and pulled on Jason’s hand to hurry them up.

“Come on Batman! The city’s in danger!”

“Wait. Why am I Batman?” Jason asked. She huffed and sighed as if it were the most obvious thing ever.

Because Jay! You’re always grumpy and never smile!” She explained. Dick had to bite back a laugh and thought to himself that he couldn’t wait to tell Bruce that one. Jason wanted to argue with her and say he was nothing like Batman but he just couldn’t say no to that face. God damn it he was going to be the best Batman possible for this kid.

“Then who are we?” Damian asked.

“You’re Green Arrow because you wear that silly hood all the time.” She said pointing at that very same green hoodie that she was referring to that he was currently wearing. Point taken. “And you’re the Flash because you’re really smart and wear red a lot!” She reasoned. Tim couldn’t argue with that logic. He could have done much worse.

With their roles now filled they raced to the park in the ‘Batmobile’ where they entertained their little sister with her game for a while. Dick taught her a few circus tricks when she grew bored of ‘Superheros’. Park goers eyed the group of intimidating looking men and teenagers but gave them a wide berth as they played with the clearly delighted child.

When they were getting ready to go back to the manor Jason suggested that they stop at the ice cream place on the way home.

“I don’t know Jay. Bruce probably wouldn’t like it.” Dick said hesitantly.

“Well I say we should. You know why?”

“Don’t.” The boys warned simultaneously.

“Because I’m Batmaaaaan.”