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A drawing i did of jason with long hair forever ago.

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dpxdc prompt, separated?
So I was thinking, and this idea randomly came to me, yall remember the dp episode where dannys human half and ghost half split? They both take a certain detail of his character as a whole for each side.
So hear me out. When Jason came back from the dead or when he was tossed into the pits, that's what happened to him? His alive human and dead ghost half got split apart, and big Jason or red hood Jason is his crime ally rage at injustice and anger at the failure of those who were supposed to be protectors and his ghost half is his love, softness and willingness to stop, understand and do second chances.
So imagine a ghost king danny who's in Gotham for one reason or another bumping into jason and instantly telling that this other halfa has been forcefully split in two and needs to me merged back into one as the two sides have been separated for much to long.
Also, imagine jasons reaction to when danny finally shows himself clutching what appears to be him as Robin and before he can react, yoinks Big Jason, and just.. mashes them back together.
And jasons never felt so like himself as he did at that moment. After so long, he's completely forgotten what HE feels like,
Update on my dragon batfam au designs. Currently working on Bruce and Cass next.
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Danny can’t find Jason, he’s too young of a ghost, powerful, but inexperienced. He knew that Jason is from another universe, but he can’t access that Universe, having been relying on the fenton portal for going in and out of the ghost zone. Sam and Tucker can only do so much but they did what they can and Danny is grateful for their efforts.
Years went by, longer than how long Jason had been with them, They’re in 2nd year college now and Jazz is graduating. Danny had been crowned the King of Infinite Realms despite his futile attempts at prolonging it, ‘A year after your legal maturity day is the perfect time’ As Clockwork had said. Still no sign of Jason.
It happened a year later.
Danny, drowning in bureaucratic shit that the ancients had decided to set aside despite their own ability to solve those problems themselves only to dump them in an inexperienced newly unwillingly crowned King. Danny is also in his third year of college that means his human identity is also drowning in fucking thesis papers, He’s getting nightmares just by looking at parchment and office papers.
Jason would probably laugh at him.
Jason, who has been missing for more than five years…
God Danny misses Jason, He misses sitting at the roof of a random house with him Stargazing. He misses Jason’s excited babble whenever he discusses some difference with the classic literature in this world to his’. The feeling of his core synchronizing with his…
Was he even real? No, Sam and Tucker remembers him so he wasn’t some hallucination.
Danny glances down on the paper before him, rereading the thing three times before it registered in his mind and promptly throws the parchment away from him, and because it’s paper, it only flapped pathetically on the air before smacking him in the face. He sighed.
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“Fuck we were too late! they’re almost complete with the chanting!” Constantine curses, sees the runes etched on the floor and pales.
“What exactly are we dealing with here?” Batman grunts, They’re a good feet away from the cloaked figures. The warehouse is dark, the only light source coming from the green flamed candles surrounding the runes.
“I wasn’t sure at first, but the sudden shift in the atmosphere earlier was heavy, I thought they were summoning demons, That we can deal with. This is so much worse”
“Get to the point” Batman turned to the other’s “apprehend the cloaked figures, especially the one in the middle, we need to know their intentions” Dick nodded and saluted “Roger that” He and the other bat’s got to work. Zatanna started to seal the area around the runes to keep whatever was about to be summoned inside.
“They’re summoning the High King of the Infinite Realms, The infinite realms is the border between all universes and where everyone that dies, ends up to. I don’t know how they managed to conjure all the materials needed to but they’re summoning a GOD!” Constantine is panicking “And I don’t even want to touch the shit that’s happening inside there with a ten foot pole but I do know the king is a tyrant!”
“Hah! It’s too late! This is as fated from the scriptures, Pariah Dark will free us and govern the world with his greatness!” The deranged leader said, laughing in his binds as Red Robin easily kept him down. In front of them the runes lit up with a bright green, the ground shook as the cloaked leader’s deranged laughter increased.
A large black whispy arm shot out from the ground in the middle of the summoning circle, followed by a head, A flaming crown on top, then a body, its jagged rib cage outside framing his torso. everything about it looked off, apparently even for the cult leader that summoned it.
“Wha-?! You’re not Pariah Dark!” He screamed and thrashed in Red Robin's hold, who held him down with a foot on his back.
Its white eerie eyes darted down to him, It seemed to take full offense as it bent down and hisses “Do I look like Pariah Dark?” Its voice is like fork grating on a chalkboard, every mortal in the room winced, especially Red Robin who is closer in proximity.
The King straightened up and swept its cold eyes across the room “Why am I called here?” It sounded annoyed, like they’re just ants wasting its time, which in retrospect they were.
“I swear I changed the summoning requirements…” It muttered, which was heard by everyone. A hint of humanity, they could use this. It’s obviously a new King but they have to thread carefully.
Constantine stepped forward and bowed “High King of the infinite realms, we deeply apologize on behalf of these cult for wasting your time. We want nothing of the sort from you and we only wish to be on your good side”
It looked and stared at Constantine for a good moment before it lunged with rage, only stopped by the summoning circle and Zatanna’s barrier “YOU!!!!”
Constantine stumbled a step back in shock at the absolute hatred brimming the King's eyes.
“You’re the major cause of my headache’s! Who the fuck sells their soul to different entity’s when you only got one?! You whore! I have a special cabinet just full of your paperwork shit! I ought to just kill you and slice your core into ten so I’ll have one less ton of paperwork to deal with!”
It smashes its fist on the barrier and a resounding ‘crack’ echoed across the warehouse.
Constantine can feel Batman’s glare on the back of his head, Zatanna’s strengthening the barrier but the King doesn’t seem to care.
The other bats have gathered the cultist to one side of the room far away from the summoning circle and they stood waiting for orders dealing with their new problem.
Danny sighed, he wanted to finish up until section J but he still has to deal with this. He looked consideringly at the flimsy barrier keeping him, the only reason he stayed was so he wouldn’t scare the superhero team gathered around already securing the cult that was the cause of this shit. Also this is a new universe, not unheard of as he knew a lot of ghosts from this universe and other variants, Just that he hasn’t had the time to visit as many universes as he would’ve liked.
Ever since taking the crown his powers grew exponentially and he gained the ability to cross other universes as he liked. It’s just that the few Universes he managed to visit didn’t have His Jason in it. And there are infinite universes, it’s like finding a microscopic needle in a pit of hay.
He shifted from his eldritch form to something more fitted for royalty. It wouldn’t hurt to check this universe out. The cult summoning him had been knowledgeable but not enough, They only bound their souls to him as an offering so he isn’t required to grant whatever wishes they would have liked.
Danny flew out of the summoning circle and the barrier, He could make acquaintances with the people here. The guy in black and blue spandex looks friendly.
Batman and the other’s watched as the King turned into a more human form and tore through Zatanna’s barrier with no problem, floating down and seemed to say something before he froze, eye’s widening, and then he shot off.
“Nightwing, Robin, I trust you two to finish this up and hand them over to the GCPD. The rest of you let’s go, we can’t trust an unknown entity to roam free”
“It’s headed towards the docks” Zatanna informed them, already ahead in locating their wayward King.
Batman frowned, The docks, It’s where Red Hood currently is, he turned down the emergency call claiming he already had other plans. He caught wind of another unauthorized drug trade starting to circulate when the alley kids helpfully informed him of unfamiliar men trying to sell them drugs and a few attempts of kidnapping. Everyone knew each other in crime alley and one of the main rules Red Hood has is to not involve kids.
okay but give me a good parent willis todd who absolutely adored Jason to no end and always tried to put his baby son first before anything else.
a willis todd who gets brought back to life and sees his son really did become "the damed price of Gotham" and he couldn’t be more proud though he doesn't really like how this bat guy has treated his son at all.

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Okay, so hear me out. There are species of animals that reject their offspring if they don’t “smell” right. Like something about the pheromones are off and thus the vibes are bad. You can’t be mine, you smell funny. Similarly, we know that hormones and neurochemical reactions play a large part in bonding between human babies and parents. Our brains are swimming in chemicals that have us looking at our squishy, decidedly odd-looking newborns and saying “it’s so cute, I wanna bite it.”
My dudes (gender neutral). My people. My fellow nerds. Superman initially rejecting his clone because he doesn’t smell right. The kid was in a soup of artificial, clone-making chemicals and he doesn’t smell like he should. But what the fuck is he supposed to smell like? Superman having no frame of reference for this crazy feeling, for this intense dislike of a person with his face, and struggling internally with it because he knows logically that this deep revulsion doesn’t make sense. Problem is, he physically can’t help it. Something about this kid makes his teeth itch and his fingers twitch.
Then the kid takes a shower and changes his clothes and oh. Why would I push him away? That’s my baby. Hate him? How could I hate my baby? My baby. My sweet, perfect, amazing angel baby. My baby. My baby. My baby. Mybabymybabymybabymybaby.
And it’s probably hilarious from the outside looking in, because Superman looked ready to light the kid on fire a minute ago and now he’s all gooey-eyed. No thoughts, just sappy smiles and burying his nose in the clone’s hair. He’s ready to pluck the moon from the sky and hang it on a string for his kid. It’s sweet and adorable.
It’s also completely, utterly terrifying. Seeing how quickly one of the strongest beings in the known universe fell victim to his own biology, how wildly the pendulum swung from one extreme to the other. Batman’s immediately planning a trip to the Fortress to gather intel on this reaction. How long does it last? Is it normal? Is it supposed to be like this? Does it have anything to do with the clone being a teenager and not a newborn? Would it be worse with a newborn? Does the League, does he need contingency plans for this?
And Superman—Clark recognizes the sudden shift, but can’t do a thing about it. He should be scared of how every concern in his mind gets swept away by this out-of-control hormonal response, but he doesn’t want to do a thing about it. He can’t help the smile plastered on his face when Kon—what a perfect name, a beautiful name for my baby, mybabymybabyMYbabymyBABYMYBABYMYBABYMYBABY—sighs contently in his sleep or scrunches his nose in disgust at new foods, new sensations.
Something in Clark’s eyes says “I don’t know what’s happening, help me,” but it quickly gets snuffed out by “I will flip this entire universe over if a single hair on my baby’s head is out of place.” And honestly? Yeah, it’s scary, but every parent he knows—Bruce included—totally gets it.
This thought crosses my head once in a great while so-
If the roles were reversed and aizawa acted like miss jokes did during their interactions and did the same things to her as she did to him, it would be considered harassment/sexual harassment.
But because Miss Jokes(a woman) does it to aizawa(a man), it's viewed as funny and just quirky humor and playful behavior.
And removing all humor we were supposed to/how people did see in their scenes together, aizawa is so clearly uncomfortable and doesn't want to be around or near miss jokes and how no one around or near them in the scenes ever picked up on said fact that aizawa was very uncomfortable cause once again her actions/interactions with him were just viewed as funny and playful behavior.
Ikik, it's not that deep, but sometimes I like to view these scenes in a realistic light on how they would be viewed in a more serious context.
So uh- was watching my mom play lollipop chainsaw massacrend, the style and dioluge just reminded me so much of deadpool and obviously spideypool, sooooooo pls tell me yall get it😭🙏🙏 ugh just realized I put Tom's spideys school I think- but it's not his I promise-
Thoughts? I'm drawing the batfam as well..
Vampire's but I'm not the best at color matching for clothes to match so- thoughts on the clothes colors? Any ideas if they look funky?
sorry i haven't read your fic yet it's been in my open tabs for 8 months

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So crack au/prompt idea, dick succeeds in locking tim in arkhem while bruce is "dead" and angst, angst yada yada.
this idea is completely crack, but-
tims bundle under the shity ricky excuse of a bed in the black empty room thats suppose to be his room wrapped in the same crappy thin blanket, and he knows he looks like he's proving dicks point but no way hes sitting out in the open or going to any of the "group therapy" sessions or common room, absolutely not.
and so tim just sits curled under his bed refusing to move or eat anything, (his own brother doesn't believe him, wouldn't even look at any of the evidence he had- and oh god bruce, who was going to rescue and bring their dad homenow?- did bruce somehow see what happened or does he just think tim gave up on him-)
the sound of very heavy boots and footsteps snap him out of those train of thoughts. glancing to comfirm who tim thought those footsteps belong too, tim was met with the limited view of bane shifting to sit down against the wall.
he was vaguely aware that bane was talking but he wasn't paying attention to exactly what, thoughts more along the lines of oh god- oh god i could die in here and nobody would know for who knows how long- oh god who was going to get bruce back- im going to die-
he was once again snapped out of his spiraling thoughts when banes hand, holding a surprising fresh looking apple out towards him from over the bed and froze. surely this must be a trick or a ploy to get his closer so he could yank tim out from under the bed to finish him. (he ignored the very flawed logic to those thoughts-)
the apple was pulled back from where bane was holding it out and tim had a moment to speculate that bane was trying to mess with him and all that by tricking him into thinking he was bringing him food-
*snap*
tim definitely did not flinch at tge sound of bane breaking the apple in half, two times.
he grew confused when he was once again offered the apple but now in somewhat vague slice form. and for a while he just stared at the slices unmoving for who knows how long, probably long enough that bane definitely should of left or killed him or or-
bane watched as the child hiding the bed finally and so, so slowly reached out and took a few of the slices and was relieved when he actually heard the kid eating them, seriously though, who sends a child into a place like arkhem for what? some of the other's had gotten a hold of his papers. and sending a kid to a place like this because they refused to believe their father was dead? what nonsense.
(bruce definitely tears dick a new one for not believing tim or even looking at the evidence tim had when he finally returns back home)
Okay, so I've finally gotten around to actually reading the comic version of under the red hood, and an idea for a prompt came to mind.
So bruce says that he placed a bunch of sensors and whatnot in Jason's coffin when he was taking it apart to look for evidence and all that but says that Jasons body wasn't in the coffin so evidently none of them went off when he, jason, broke and dug his way put.
(Keep in mind I'm still reading it fully, so if there's more to that, I haven't gotten to it yet)
But it got me thinking, what if it was the right coffin? What if the sensors went off and Bruce got that alert of Jason coming back to life in that coffin. Of Bruce dropping everything to rush to his boy and dig him back out of the ground.
If Bruce was actually there to meet or get Jason out of that, his own coffin had just held him and rocked him in his arms. Not believing but also thanking any and every being that his baby boy is alive, Jason is breathing, and he's holding him in his arms.
Thought's?
the batfam winged au, but with what type of wings i think they would have and why.
Bruce, A Raven obviously, Ravens are intelligent, ominous, and symbolic of mystery and strategy. Their black feathers complement Bruce's dark and brooding persona. Their adaptability and cunning reflect his detective skills and resilience.
Dick, Swallow wings, Swallows often symbolize freedom, loyalty, and speed, matching decently to Dick’s acrobatic grace and free-spirited nature.
Jason, red bearded vulture, vulture wings represent survival and transformation, and death, it could serve to reflect Jason's resurrection and his morality when it comes to death, also i think the way they gain the red coloring on their heads could really match the whole red hood thing.
Tim, Falcon wings, Falcons are sharp-minded hunters, known for precision and problem-solving skills. Tim’s intelligence and meticulous planning fit perfectly with a bird known for its sharp focus, strategy and thinking.
Damian, Peregrine Falcon, Peregrine Falcons are the fastest birds, could symbolize Damian's skill and efficiency as a fighter. assassin, ect.
Barbara, Barn Owl wings, Barn owls are symbols of wisdom and clarity, Their silent flight mirrors Barbara’s resourcefulness and ability to operate from the back as Oracle, The elegance of their wings also suits her graceful and strategic nature.
Cassandra Cain, Black Kite, Black Kites are known for their acrobatic flight and ability to navigate complex environments, reflecting Cass's unparalleled combat skills and agility..
Stephanie Brown, Sparrow wings, sparrows are small but resilient, often underestimated but highly social and adaptable. This matches Stephanie’s determination, optimism, and ability to thrive in the face of challenges.
Alfred, bald Eagle wings, Eagles symbolize guardianship, wisdom, and strength, fitting Alfred’s role as the steadfast protector and father figure to the Batfam. His wings would have a regal presence, emphasizing his quiet but commanding influence, also just would be funny if the British guy had em.
Duke, Golden Eagle wings, Golden eagles are associated with sunlight and strength, aligning with Duke’s role as The Signal, operating during the day. Their wings convey a sense of majesty and independence, neat.
Pov, Jason investing a strange bright flash near the edge of crime ally and what he sees is nothing that he expected.
A walking skeleton on fire? (Don't get him wrong it's awesome as hell and the dude's fit is fire-) When suddenly the "alive?" The flaming skeleton sharply turns and stares him down for an uncomfortable long time.
Then it lifts it's arm and points at him and says in a strange but human voice, "you, innocent" before turning and getting on a bike (holy hell it's the most bad ass bike he's ever seen) rev's it and takes off in a blazing trail and Jason is just standing the staring at where the flaming skeleton took off to in aweing disbelief.
Redrawing a cover art cuz c'mon... THAT POSE IS CUNTY AS FUCK-
slayyyyy Jasonnnnn✨

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Headcanon that Alfred was the one who did the surgery to put the metal hardware or whatever in Bruce's back/spine after the break curtsy of bane.
I have no reason for this other than it's Alfred, he could totally do that and would.
Uuhhhmmm... Have dragon Jason Todd? (Yes I'm drawing every else too-)