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ghost-bxrd · 10 days
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Jason didn’t think it could get any worse, but the universe just loves proving him wrong on that front.
Beaten within an inch of his life with a crowbar? Don’t worry buddy, I gotcha. How about we make it worse with some explosives?
Your alternate self got kidnapped and tortured by the Joker? Golly gee, really gotta step up my game now! How about we make him so fucking traumatized he will tell you which knife is best to torture him with?
Fuck. Fucking fuck. Jason wants a fucking refund on this whole dimension travel bullshit. Because this? This is some A-grade clusterfuck. He’d rather deal with goddamn Sionis than— whatever this is. Jesus.
— sneak peek of “It Is All True” (aka. the Arkham Knight Au continuation)
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just-an-enby-lemon · 1 year
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"What happened to the Robin before you?" Spoiler asked. She was sitting on the edge of the building, one of her legs  dangling over the nothingness, restless. She was often restless. Not the best quality to have at a stakeout but Tim couldn't avoid thinking it was cute, in the sense all things Stephanie were. 
"I'm not sure. "He admitted uncomfortably. He always wondered what exactly happened with Jason Todd, why he disappeared one day and Batman was suddenly so full of worry and rage. No one ever told him, not even Dick or Alfred and after a while he stopped asking. "I think he died but B never really talks much about him."
Steph looked disappointed with his answer and Tim couldn't blame her. He wished he had a better answer but he knew when to drop things, Bruce would not accept more questions then the ones he already refused to answer and he had spend too much time proving he could be a Robin, that he deserved the place even that he would be better than Jason (he didn't think it was fair he had to insult Jason to prove his value but he understood that it was what B wanted to hear - even if just as a way run from responsability - so he played his part) and he could not afford to lose it all wondering about a past that wasn't even his. Even when he wanted to. Even when he felt he needed to know. No, Tim was better than that. He had to be. He had to prove he deserved his place in at least one family.
"What a great detective you are." Stephanie mocked, not unkindly but merely with the sarcasm she used to fill the space more often than not. "Do you ever think about doing your own investigation?"
He had.
"Not really. B would never accept it."
"What he doesn't know can't hurt him." She said in a sing-song voice and he could feel her mischievous smile even if her mask stopped him from seeing it. He opened his mouth to retort. She was quicker. "C'mon, Boy Wonder, we won't be doing anything wrong. I just think this kid deserves closure, someone to know his story and mourn him."
"Okay."He said because once again she was right. And because maybe if he lost his place between Bruce, Dick and Alfred he would at least have her and not being completly alone was the final fuel for him to do what felt like the right thing. "Let's do this."
And that's how they discovered the boy hidden under Arkham. Bruce's biggest mistake. Jason Todd. 
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snowy-butterfly · 1 year
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BATMAN ARKHAMVERSE FIC IDEA PT1
JOKER AND HARLEY HAD A CHILD AU X JJTIM AU (BEAR WITH ME)
So in the arkhamverse it's hinted that Harley Quinn and Joker had a baby. Now obviously this idea was abandoned, but as I was working this morning I had an idea for a writing prompt/potential fic idea. The child was born but Harley thought it was stillborn and in her grief had one of the goons in the gang send it away. While in the middle of disposing the baby, it starts crying and the goon in a moment of panic or goodness (take your pick) drops the baby off at the orphanage. The babe is well taken care of, but the caretakers notice something is wrong with that child. The child tends to laugh at misfortunes that occur in the orphanage and is growing very rapidly, (think like the clones from stars wars).
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Mm. Pain.
Project R au where Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, and Tim Drake have a kinda sorta custody battle (more like argument) about who should take in Danny.
The twist? None of them want to take Danny in and are trying to force him onto the others. Each has valid reasons not to take Danny in, Jason is a crime lord, Dick has had paparazzi trailing him around lately, Tim is still a minor and can't take in anyone, ect. Theres a million reasons for each of them. Unfortunately no one realized Danny was overhearing all of this from another room.
Danny had spent so much time building his dads up in his mind, thinking that when he finally found them everything would be great. He never even considered his dads wouldn't want him. Heck, how was he supposed to know his dads were adopted brothers? He kinda understands how this was weird but...what about him? He didn't really have anywhere to go but...should he just leave?
Maybe that would be for the best...
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sylvemooniet · 6 months
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Lil snippet of an AU I'm writing, which AK Jason ends up in Joker Junior Tim dimension in a very unfortunate moment.
“What's your name, kiddo?”
But not-Tim couldn't answer, he was just laughing, but he still sounded in despair, as his body was twitching, if it was still reacting to the constant shocks he was receiving before. The tall figure sighed, noticing the little boy wouldn't easily verbalize anything.
“You can't speak, but can you at least understand what I'm saying?”
He nodded repeatedly, still scared by the mysterious man, however, he didn't attack him yet, so he was safe for a while. The little clown couldn't stop smiling, and his sobbing was choked on his throat.
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zoraedits · 9 months
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Cassandra Cain aka The Orphan
By @zoraedits
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morverenmaybewrites · 3 months
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Just wanted to share a small project I've been working on.
A dark (gothic?) fantasy version of Gotham City (and of course, Jason Todd) from the Arkham series, where Jason really did die after being shot by the Joker, and resurrected almost perfectly by the Lazarus Pit. Keyword: Almost Also, did I mention that it also involves Hanahaki disease?
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children-of-arkham · 3 months
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No context, heres some Rubik/Riddler angst:
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oifaaa · 9 months
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In the Jason raising baby Bruce AU, does Jason lore dump on Alfred too? I mean, does Jason still treat Alfred as his grandpa? I know you said Alfred might stay on as butler…
Jason still treats alfred as grandpa and alfred is probably the first person to figure out Jason is actually from the future - and yeah I've decided alfred would stick around to begin with bc hes worried about Bruce then slowly bc hes worried about Bruce and Jason bc that boy is a disaster
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ghost-bxrd · 9 days
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I have found your tumblr!!
So now… can i please see some crumbs of your Arkhamverse AU?
Of course 💚
I only recently shared a little sneak peek for the next part, so here are a few over all little details for this verse in the meantime ✨
Ak!Jason is totally convinced that his “rescuer” is going to keep torturing him even worse than Joker… he’s fine with that as long as he doesn’t have to go back to Arkham
Og!Jason is in over his head with how to deal with Ak!Jason and consults several child psychology books on trauma and then decides to just… wing it (because there’s sadly no book on “what to do if your alternate self gets tortured by a psychopathic clown for months on end and your alternate family is seen gallivanting around town like nothing happened”)
Og!Jason draws many conclusions as to the forms of torture Ak!Jason had to go through, some of them wrong
Ak!Jason has a habit of suggesting torture methods to his “rescuer” (his one act of rebellion, because the methods he’s suggesting are less painful than the alternatives)
The rest you’ll have to find out as the story progresses hehe 💚
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Omg wanting to write an Arkham verse Jason Todd soulmate au fanfic where whatever you write on your wrist or forearm goes to your soulmate
While in the abandoned wing of Arkham, occasionally he’ll feel the soft tickles on his forearms underneath the Robin armor and that’s his only solace during the torture Joker put him through even though he can’t see it😭
Since most of the time he’s tied up or tied in a wheel chair he can’t read it or respond, so the reader just thinks he doesn’t care to respond and cue the angst 😭😭 eventual happy ending tho obv🥰
Edit! Omg to add further angst he used to think of the feeling of the writing showing on his skin as annoying but since being captured he’s like done a COMPLETE 180
Also if anyone writes something like this tag me!!😭 wanna read so bad
EDIT! This prompt has been posted!! Let me know if you liked it and want me to continue it❤️
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xysidhequeen · 1 year
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I adored the new chapter I get the feeling that Dick fully approves of Danny as Jason's boyfriend. Like Saving Jason from a second death and helping him adjust to the powers that came with his revival gave him major brownie points in Dick's eyes. But being generally a good person and having a similar sense of humor to himself means that Dick will skip the shovel talk and get to teasing Jason about his crush.
I literally can't wait for Dick to see Jason in Ghost mode. I get the feeling that Dick even though Jason hasn't told him his new name yet is going to recognize him immediately. I get the feeling that the magical rings of transformation that halfa's have are both going to be a great source of teasing and Evny. Teasing because doesn't the phrase magical girl transformation sequence ring any bells? Envy because Jason can now go from civilian to hero in less than the second.
Dick definitely approves of Danny as boyfriend material for Jason. Yeah he kinda chewed him out, but that just means he'll protect Jason. And Dick gets a brother in law who will indulge him in a pun off so Dick can't really lose here. I can't wait for Dick to show up again, he's already a favorite of mine to write and I didn't expect that at all. I'm actually going to have a minor new subplot added to the story where we deal with some stuff that apparently was happening to Dick around the time Jason came back (someone unfortunately informed me of Canon events. I asked for it. I just didn't expect them to be so awful, the events not the person)
Dick, meeting Phantom and Red Hood for the first time: my brother senses are tingling
Phantom: hey Di-
Red Hood, shooting Danny to shut him up: The fuck you want here hero?
Dick: >.> yo Jason you can stop pretending. There's like 5 people in spandex with a body type like yours and I know none of them would willingly come to Gotham
Red Hood: Well shit.
Dick will have so much new material to tease Jason with. He'll just start playing random magical girl show openers everytime he sees him. Even in costume. The goons are really confused because now they're getting beat up while the Sailor Moon intro plays in the background and WHY DOES IT FIT?!
A treat for giving me interaction which fuels me
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"Mmm, time to play whack a clown," Dannt sung softly as he twirled the bat, rings of light covering him and shifting his form to a more comfortable one. Danny let invisibility wash over him as gravity ceased holding any command over his body.
Danny took to the air and flew off, heading unerringly in the direction of the Asylum, the feeling of fear and rage growing as he approached.
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awkwardknight · 9 months
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He's been expecting you (this is what Alfred sees every time Knight's Remaking!Jason has an issue to raise with Bruce)
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laxi0v0 · 2 years
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I've been experimenting with 3d sculpting/modeling and thought it would be a good exercise for the question mark staff to be my first actual practice piece!
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Also. here’s some close up of some of my favourite details about the design.
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The blood on the head where he’d be bashing some heads in, I realised now that it might have made more sense if i put it on the back of the question mark in the bottom corner but as a design at the time I thought it would read better in the front, well, too lazy to change it now.
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The rust on the inner corners of the green painted metal were very fun to make as well as the chipped paint there and the metal bots.
Took some trial and error to make the bolts different material than the green surface, I had to insert a flat sheet (plane) inside the question mark right under the surface then use a stamp to pull the bolt shape out. There’s probably an easier method.
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The blood on the end of the staff is for when he jabs it in someone’s open wound, for torture purposes, should probably rough it up more.
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The green and red on the staff grip is when he has either paint or blood on his hand and picks his staff up, you should probably clean that up, Ed. it’s unsanitary.
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And lastly the ingraved “THE RIDDLER” on the back of the staff, as if the giant question mark head wasn’t on the nose enough.
Hope you enjoyed this, I can still modify the staff to a degree so if you have suggestions and fun ideas to add to it please tell me in the comments!!
You may use it for reference but it's not 100% authentic.
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linxrouge4life · 6 months
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Heres something after Dread's traumatic event:
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The kid in the purple cowl is Dread after her traumatic event.
And of course the one in orange is Scarecrow.
What happened is that she was brainwashed by the court of owls into becoming one of them. Then Scarecrow looked for her and made her snap back when he found the poor kid.
Its kinda like Tim Drakes torture (Joker Junior).
(Also I found this art pose on Pinterest so I had to draw it like this.)
Lemme know if anyone has any questions. :]
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bicycle4two · 1 year
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christmas oneshot starring  jason and his little mouse from built to love, but broken now
find more ficlets of this couple here
I saw Jason kissing...
Honestly, Jason didn’t mean to forget Christmas.
To be fair, it’s Christmas Eve so he didn’t actually forget Christmas itself, but still,  it’s cutting it close and, well,  it’s a holiday that’s kind of hard to miss with all the red and green décor. Frankly, he hasn’t had much to do with the holiday the past two years, never really had anyone to celebrate it with, to buy gifts for, so it was more out of habit that he paid no mind to the lights, the music, all the peppermint flavored food advertised on café and restaurant windows.
It’s in pretty poor practice that he doesn’t notice such obvious signs, he’s a detective, he’s supposed to see these things, observe, but he’s been busy. There were finals to study for, drug deals to bust, bad guys to rough up and throw in jail, sometimes even the hospital first. Jason’s got better things to do than stuff some stockings or prepare chocolate chip cookies and milk to leave out for Santa Claus.
The jolly old saint wouldn’t be able to get them anyway, what with Jason’s new security system set up.
So, really, it was only when Jason stopped a robbery by criminals dressed in red with sacks thrown over their shoulders that he finally got the hint. The red hats with white cotton balls glued to the ends of their point helped, too.
“Pretty sure Santa’s supposed to be leaving the gifts, not taking them.” He says as his only warning, just so he could see the look on their faces when they realize who’s caught them, before he shoots, careful to not kill anyone, but definitely aimed to scare, to immobilize.
It’s an easy fight. The Santa-wannabes go down easily, so easily that Jason’s a little disappointed.
But it’s Christmas Eve, so maybe it’s a sign that he should head back home, spend the holiday with someone he actually cares about.
It’s just that he doesn’t really have a gift to give, nothing to put under the small tree—now he realizes that it’s a Christmas tree—she had set up on the table next to their sofa and all the shops are closed early so that employees clock out and be with their families. Maybe he could make something, but no, that’s a bad idea. It all circles back to everything being closed and not having enough time.
He really should have been paying more attention. He’s pretty sure the grocery he was at the other day was blaring Jingle Bells, maybe even that song about the reindeer with the nose, while he looked for ingredients for spaghetti and meatballs.
wer r u?
come home soon?
The words, like always, tickle when they appear on his skin, like a gentle caress trying to get his attention. Jason stares at the words on his skin, the way her penmanship looks so soft and dainty against the harsh scars and thinks that he’ll just make it up to her when he gets home. He’ll cook dinner tonight, he’s sure he can whip up something Christmas-y and if he can’t, well, cookies are always an option. It’s the first thing Alfred taught him to make and the years of anger and hurt could not wash away those memories.
“There you are!” She greets once he’s inside the door.
There’s Christmas music playing softly in the background and Jason notes that their apartment is dimly lit, a sort of orange makes their living room seem warm, cozy, in theme. She’s set the mood. But he needs to get out of his boots first so he doesn’t track any dirt or grime onto their nice clean floors. It takes a second, it’s needlessly complicated but he needs the support so he can’t really complain.
“I’m back, mouse. Sorry I’m late,” he says, voice distracted as he works on the other boot. His gaze is lowered, focused on the clasps and the laces, but once he’s free from it, he straightens up, which, hurts, but at least he’s home and she’s always been good at alleviating his pain.
The first thing he sees are her white, thigh high socks. No, that’s not right. They’re not completely white, no, each leg has a red bow tied around her thigh, squeezing the flesh in such a way that Jason’s first thought is that he wants to bite it.
Which is shocking, he normally tries to push those kinds of thoughts away, but his eyes continue their journey anyway, taking in the shortness of her red dress, the way the white lining barely covers what Jason has yet to be privy to. There’s a thick black belt around her waist, cinching it, revealing curves that she doesn’t normally show off. Then there’s that white lining again teasing him, taunting him, daring him to keep his gaze on her chest, on the exposed skin.
And Jason, Jason is only human so he lingers for a second longer than he normally would.
He wonders what else he’ll find her wearing, wonders if she’s wearing a Santa hat, too. He thinks that red is definitely her color and Jason’s pretty sure he’ll never look at a gold belt buckle the same way again. So, he’s excited to take in what she looks like above her tantalizing costume, see what she’s done with her make up, her hair, but what he sees once he moves on from the slope of her shoulders, her neck, makes him to burst out into laughter.
“Mouse. Seriously?”
“What?” She says in the most innocent tone she can muster and he’s pretty sure she’s grinning behind the white beard she has on. “You don’t like?”
“I just didn’t expect—is that glued on?”
She strokes her beard in a thoughtful manner and Jason finds himself laughing all over again.
“I think it completes the look.”
“You’re looking very festive, yes. Have you been wearing that the whole night?”
“Nah. I threw this on just for you.” She approaches him now, hips swaying, and the image is very confusing with the beard. She’s slow to wrap her arms around him, always giving him a chance to stop her if he wanted to, but Jason’s used to her touch, craves it, so he welcomes her embrace. Even if the beard is a little itchy. “So tell me, have you been a good boy this year?”
“Oh, most definitely not.” He tugs on her beard, sees that its simply looped around her ears.
“Darn. Guess that means no present for you.” Her shoulders sag and she even manages to look a little disappointed.
“I’m sure you can make an exemption?” His hands seem to have a mind of their own, they’re enjoying the velvety texture of her dress, rubbing up and down, daring to even go lower.
“No can do. I’m a stickler for the rules.” But still she manages to step even closer, craning her neck to look at him and Jason has to tilt his chin down so he can keep her gaze. His hands take this as their chance to make a move and oh, would you look at that, she doesn’t seem to mind. “But, I am a sucker for tradition.”
It says a lot about their relationship, how in tune they are, that Jason can practically read her mind, can tell that she wants him to look up with just a pump of her eyebrows, a flutter of her lashes. And when Jason tears his eyes away from her to see what she has hung on the ceiling, he grins.
Mistletoe.
“So, what do you say?” Her voice brings his attention back to her and Jason, Jason has never been more in love with her. “Feeling the Christmas spirit?”
“Lose the beard, mouse.”
And she tears it off quickly if not a little violently, snapping the elastic off and tossing the beard over her shoulder. Jason feels the sting behind his own ears, but he finds that he doesn’t particularly care right now because there’s his girl, his pretty little mouse, all decked out in his color.
“Merry Christmas, Jason,” she whispers, eyes closing as their faces draw closer together.
Their kiss is sweet, she’s definitely had some hot chocolate while waiting for him, and Jason can’t help himself, he deepens the kiss in a way that makes her let out a surprised squeak before she melts into his embrace.
And Jason, Jason thinks he’s never going to forget Christmas now.
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happy holidays to you all!
didn't think i'd be writing a christmas special(?) but i've been home the whole day and well, why not? i hope you enjoy this piece ☺
thanks so much for all the love and support you give these two, too!
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