Ok I need opinions cause idk if I should do this. So my Jason Todd x Reader fanfic. I am SERIOUSLY considering editing the past few chapters to make Jason dead longer and change how he comes back to be a little more comic accurate how do we feel about this? If no one replies I’m gonna look dumb as hell idk if people actually care🤓👹🧍‍♀️💀🤡 but anyways I feel like I made it to close to the titans show (fear not I will not be doing whatever scarecrow making him a drug addict bullshit that was) but I just feel like I could do better with the last few parts????? But yeah if anyone has any comments on the last few chapters of things you liked or didn’t like I’d love to know don’t be shy😭 and if anyone wants to comment any comic lore that might be helpful that’d be great cause dc lore is the most complicated thing ever😭 thank you🩷

I have ideas to add more angst regarding Jason’s resurrection like kinda from his pov and then I have ideas of incorporating Talia and his time at the league and dragging out that time more cause the titans show ignored the league and also had him come back in like two days and I don’t wanna do that😭

Also if you have no idea what I’m talking about but are interested here’s my Masterlist🧍‍♀️

#omg this happy adorable clingy couple!!#they're clingy and they own it tbh

I cannot handle it honestly! He needs this SO much and would never admit it!!!! Like JUST her calling him more human than anyone she knows! It’s enough to break me! He’s so so happy she feels that way because he’s spent so much of his time comparing himself to alien AND human perfection in the form of Clark Kent. He needs to know he’s great even if he’s not the “Superman” of Nietzsche’s dreams! HELP! 

Holly glared into the eyes of the man in front of her. She listened to every word he said and the only thing that she felt was hate, her eyes narrowed until they were merely piercing blue slits.

“Oh I’m sure I do, you say that as if you didn’t do him any harm. I know exactly what you did. However, I don’t know why you did it, but you’re extremely wrong. He was exactly that, a sovereign. But not only of the Narrows, for the entire city of Gotham. He got more done than you probably know, and now what are you going to do? Stick me in this room like a fucking lab rabbit and dissect me? I sure as hell don’t have to answer to you. There’s not one fucking reason you can come up with that will justify anything or get any answers out of me unless they’re snide and sarcastic.”

     Revulsion surrenders to apathy. Her palpable abhorrence composes with idiosyncratic delusions, and she, much like her father, gifts him with ignorance. Soundless misgivings lucklessly befall a distant regard and undisguised impartiality. A pity she promptly equips herself with an expanse of undesirable perspective.

    “Misconceptions as these are reason you belong in Arkham.” It’s not an affair of suitable opinion as it is pragmatic to actualities. “Your father, this sovereign, rewarded me with his every fear, mind absent as he lost sights of what it means to rule, and recollections of you.” This king didn’t have far to fall when beneath the steady hand of an executioner. She’ll not entirely need to concern herself with trivialities, she’s composed herself with similar empty headedness her father exhibited. 

❛ I’m guessing your the big bad Falcone now? ❜ He rested his hand on his chin with MOCK interest.  ❛ Either way, I’m here to discuss a TRADE. ❜