"I kinda feel like an đ"
when I told a friend that I was a devout member of the âEnglish teacher Jason Toddâ headcanon, her addition was: âwhat if he catches one of his students in a gang or something? He begins to deal psychic damage while beating people upâ
Jason: YOU DIDNT EVEN KNOW HOW TO INDENT A PARAGRAPH UNTIL A WEEK AGO, JARED. PUT THE GUN AWAY Jared: *runs* Jason: *yelling at his back* YES, GO CRY TO THE MOM WHO WAS WRITING YOUR ESSAYS UNTIL TENTH GRADE
the gangs start avoiding him because theyâve found out that any of their newer, younger recruits will flee at the sight of him. (By god, how did he know about that horrible test score? That awkward boner? That PE incident involving a stinky shoe? How did he have that kidâs MOMâS PHONE NUMBER???)
it's december so time to stare at my art output for the year!!!
picked out some stuff that i'm ok with. wish i had more art to show but im trying to let it go since i was gone for 4 months this year. here's hoping for more drawing time next year
Robin!Jason, who constantly references different books at random times by quoting them and joking about characters, except Bruce doesn't have much time to read everything that Jason goes through. Of course, he understands some nods towards classics, but Jason is an avid reader, so it is hard to keep up with him sometimes. Jason tries to drag him to watch some movie adaptations, but he falls asleep in the very beginning of it.
And then Jason dies.
Bruce goes through all his library obsessively to the point he remembers the page of every little bookmark Jason left, and he knows his little notes on the margins by the heart. He watches movie adaptations, too, even though Jason only ever watched it to hate on them. He finds new books, books he thinks Jason would like if he was alive, and reads them, imagining what kind of analysis would Jason finalise by the end of it; his opinion not always matches with Jason's, but that doesn't matter. Bruce just likes to imagine.
Years pass, and Jason returns to Gotham. Not as a boy Bruce missed so much. Or, at least, he thinks so.
But then Jason does some bitter, irritated reference, comparing them to characters of one of the books he had on his shelf, and Bruce catches himself thinking... well, they still think similarly, but the conclusion they drew had always differed from each other. It is a different situation, of course, but... but maybe he could try to make this work.
Because, if anything, Bruce is tired of imagining. Especially, not when he finally has a chance to get everything back.
On the next day after their fight, someone sends Jason a copy of a new book from his favourite author - the one that he still hadn't read - his old set of colourful bookmarks, and a little note.
Let me know what you think.
Bruce gets the book back in a week, full of frantic notes, a bunch of bookmarks, and a short note explaining what each colour means (a mystery he didn't resolve years ago, after he passed away).
And, oh, God. He completely forgot how fast Jason read sometimes.
chillin'
Headcannon that due to diligently monitoring the Wayne familyâs media image, Alfred is chronically online, and as such, is constantly dropping slang into conversation like-
(Over the coms)
Batman: Alfred, whatâs the update on the Arkham situation?
Alfred: *Ahem* Unfortunately sir, it is as they say- âweâre cookedâ
Collective groans from Tim, Dick, and Jason over the coms
Batman: âŠHuh?
Jason: *muttering* I knew I shouldâve stayed outa this oneâŠ
Damian: I donât understand, what are we cooking?
Alfred: Itâs giving âfailure eraâ, sir-
Dick: Damn it!
Tim: We really are cooked
Damian: What does that -?
Alfred: Itâs lowkey not-
Batman: In English Alfred. Please.
Alfred: *Sigh* My apologies, sir. The Joker has escaped.
stray cats
I love the way you drew them! <3
theyâre not bad, theyâre just drawn that way
Not only is Bruce their dad. He is somehow simultaneously also their mom
He gets called them interchangeably on a good day
One of them will need comfort and theyâll knock Bruceâs hands away and be like âNo! I donât want Dad Bruce, I want Mom Bruce.â
All the kids can just⊠sense a change in energy or something lol
I need in my life Tim Drake who does rely on adults but really only one and Bruce is jealous as fuck about it.
"Tim where's your spleen, why haven't you told anyone about this"
"I told Dick what you talking about"
"Tim you played baseball in our space why didn't you call for backup"
"I called Dick"
Why didn't you tell us you were bisexual"
"Dicks known for years? Wym?"
You see my vision Bruce, Alfred, Jack Drake I need these adults pushing for Tim to talk to them or ask for help and this boy to just constantly be like Dick knows, I called Dick, why would I call you.
Dick's sitting pretty knowing everything not surprised by a single fact because if it's the stupidest thing or the most important guess what Tim called him.
The man knows and sees all because Tim heard once that you tell a trusted adult important stuff and well Tim has only ever trusted one.