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#Jason Todd Christmas
theodorecanaryhood · 4 months
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A Christmas story: The Coffee Shop guy and the Red Hood, holiday special
Arkhamverse Jason Todd x Male! Nerd Reader
Ft Dick, Tim and Damian
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Wrapping paper everywhere while scissors were placed neatly on the table. You didn’t realise Jason walked into the room until you heard him sniff.
‘How long you been sitting there?’ You asked as you adjusted your glasses.
‘Long enough to know you stick your tongue out when concentrating, I never noticed that before’ Jason smiled.
It was yours and Jason’s first Christmas together, along with it being your first Christmas in your new apartment.
You hoped Jason would like the presents that you got him, along with asking him if what you brought his siblings was ok.
‘So you noticed huh?’ You smiled, Jason nodded. He came over and sat next to you, handing you the roll of tape.
‘Think we should do these together’ Jason said as he picked up a roll of paper and the scissors.
Christmas Eve had appeared out of nowhere and it seemed Jason was trying desperately to keep his sanity, Christmas in the Manor was always a nightmare when all of the boys were together. At least from what Jason could remember.
Of course, the Manor had seen better days and was still being partly repaired due to the explosion from the Arkham Incident, but it was liveable enough that the family could share a space.
Jason held your hand tightly as he walked you to the front door, Dick appeared in the doorway.
‘Jay you don’t need to ring the doorbell, this is your home too’ Dick smiled, giving Jason a hug as the two men stood on the doorstep.
Dick turned to you and smiled while Jason beamed, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.
‘Dick, this is y/n my boyfriend, y/n this is Dick, my older brother’ Jason said as the two of you shook hands.
‘Jason doesn’t stop talking about you’ Dick laughed as he stepped aside and let the two of you inside.
The Manor was big, though probably not as big as it was before. Jason seemed so happy to have you with him, he’d mentioned a few times that he didn’t like the Manor much in his adulthood.
Dick was friendly as usual, from what you’d heard, Dick was always a friend to everyone.
‘You guys want a drink?’ Dick asked as the two of you walked with him into the dining room, Jason nodded as Dick handed you both a beer from the fridge.
You had told Jason that you guys were spending New Years together with your friends. Jason just wanted to be with you, he didn’t care where he was.
‘Hey guys’ Tim called out as he walked into the room.
The two of you were introduced to each other, Tim was hopeful as he’d seen a huge change in Jason lately. He was hopeful you were a good thing in his life.
As the night grew on, the four of you watched some Christmas movies. Tim was the designated bartender for the night and provided all the drinks.
Jason held onto you most of the night, either sitting you on his lap or wrapping his arm around you.
Dick would glance every now and then and smile, seeing the pure love between the two of you.
‘Morning sunshine’ Jason’s gravelly voice greeted you, barely awake yet alert enough.
‘Morning you’ you smiled as Jason leant in and kissed you softly.
Jason’s messy hair and sleepy face was something you’d never expect to love so much. You checked the time to see it was 7.30am, still early enough.
Jason ran downstairs to fire up the heating and make coffee for the rush of feet down the stairs.
The four of you sat at the table sipping on your coffee, slowly waking up a bit more.
‘Right, can we open presents now?’ Dick smiled as he rushed onto his feet, a little excitement spread across his face.
‘You’re so sad Dick’ Tim chuckled, taking another sip of his coffee as Dick shrugged.
‘I know you are, but what am I?’ Dick asked mockingly.
‘12 years old apparently’ Tim finished as he stood up.
You all sat in the living room on the floor, presents spread everywhere as you all opened your gifts.
Dick was generous as always with what he got everyone, of course having to get told by Jason what to buy for you.
You smiled when you saw that everyone liked what you’d gotten them.
After the war of opening presents was defeated, you all decided on more Christmas movies, while Jason opted to cook for everyone.
It was small and quiet with the four of you, something you weren’t used to. But it was great, even more so you could spend it with Jason.
December 25th came to a close with the four of you asleep on the couch, all of you in some way were cuddling or clinging onto each other.
A perfect close to your favourite holiday.
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spielzeugkaiser · 4 months
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The Batfam (not everyone obviously) is number one and was requested by anon! ofc I started with the one with the most characters, ooppss. But Dick Grayson deserves all the hugs!!
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hisao-san · 4 months
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It's the most wonderful time of the year
Merry Christmas!
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sisaloofafump · 11 months
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PLEASE let him take off his head it’d be so funny I’ll give you a whole five bucks for it please dc
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theaceofarrows · 5 months
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Red Hood: [punches Riddler goon]
Red Hood: Call me boughs of holly, the way I be decking peoples halls
Batman: Hood-
Nightwing: Call me Christmas cookie, the way I be looking like a snack
Batman: Nightwing-
Nightwing: [kicks another goon before striking a pose]
Batman: I thought asked you both not to say that on patrol
Red Hood: You did
Nightwing: But Spoiler had a very strong argument on why we should say it
Batman: Which was?
Red Hood: She said "but it would really annoy Batman If you DID say it"
Nightwing: So obviously, we had too
Spoiler: [whose recording everything] Smile for the camera boys! This is about to become the most viewed piece of footage at the Watchtower!
Batman: [under his breath] this is why I tell everyone I work alone
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huedmmi · 4 months
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🎄Merry Christmas!
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ghost-bxrd · 6 months
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Prompt:
Jason, upon coming back to Gotham and seeing how neglected Tim is, breaks into Drake manor and drags Tim by the collar over to Wayne manor and kicks down the door, yelling for Bruce.
“IT’S THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST, BITCH! AND IT WANTS WORDS WITH YOU!”
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damianwaynerocks · 1 month
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here’s what I’m convinced are the batfamily’s views on Santa:
Alfred: does not believe but still says that Santa is real. Anytime anybody else says that Santa isn’t real, Alfred gives them a really stern glare and thus everybody tells him that they believe in Santa even though they do not
Bruce: fully believed up until his parents died
Dick: fully believed up until Bruce tried to make him go out on patrol on Christmas Eve. Tried to argue that he couldn’t go out bc he might miss Santa and Bruce told him Santa isn’t real. Alfred was very mad. However dick tried to get Damian to believe (see below)
Jason: never believed in Santa
Tim: didn’t believe in Santa until he saw him die that one time.
Damian: had never heard of Santa until dick told him about it. But then he went on a rant about how there’s no way Santa could be real because no man without powers or technology could enter ever single international airspace without being shot down
Duke: believed up until he was 10 when his parents told him
Stephanie: never believed because her dad never made a big deal out of Christmas
Cass: had never heard about Santa until she joined the batfamily. She does believe he’s real as nobody wants to break it to her
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spacedace · 1 year
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Damian doesn't know who Santa Claus is and Danny tries to gaslight him into believing in Santa
Okay but, like, wouldn't even be gaslighting! Santa canonically does exist in the DC universe, I think I remember reading something about him fighting through an army in hell to give Darkseid a single piece of coal once?
So like, Danny doesn't have to gaslight Damian into believing Santa's real, he just has to pull out the proof (Danny has a binder of everything he knows about the Spirit of Christmas for the purpose of when he eventually goes to war with him, Danny hates Christmas so fucking much haha) and show him evidence that Santa is real.
Probably ranting the entire time about how much he hates the guy & Christmas and it's obvious that this is Danny's arch nemesis. His one true villain above all others. Pariah Dark? A nuisance. Dark Dan? Just a tuesday. Santa? That motherfucker is the bane of Danny's existence and he will pay for what he's done (spread Christmas cheer).
And Danny's the newest member to the family. Damian's been encouraged to get to know his new brother and try and bond with him a bit, make him feel like part of the family. So, obviously, the best way to do that is to help Danny in his quest for vengeance.
And of course Tim & Jason end of getting roped in on this. Damian's grown since he's first came to live with his father. He still is a little brat to his older brothers - he's the baby of the family it's his right - but he doesn't actively hate them anymore and can admit when their particular skills would be useful. Tim is the best at strategizing, and Jason is a combat master with access to all sorts of weapons. With all of them working together Santa has no chance, they will destroy him.
Which all just makes me think of something like this happening lol:
“What…uh, what are they doing?” Duke glanced between the chaos unfolding in the family room to where Dick was calmly seated in his favorite chair, sipping idly at a cup of coffee.
“Sibling bonding.” Dick said. There was that specific aura of calm around him that said that he’d already gone through several crisis and all the stages of grief at least twice. Considering the calamity and chaos the eldest batkid had seen over the years - and especially the last few months since Bruce officially adopted Danny and brought him into the fold - it was a bad sign that he’d reached this particular state of Done (TM) before noon. The earliest Dick even woke up was two in the afternoon.
Duke contemplated turning around right then and there - the particular combination of people all excitedly feeding off each other’s feral energy on the other side of the room was a catastrophe in the making he didn’t want to be anywhere near when it finally breached containment and spilled out into the wider world - but unfortunately he was cursed with the curiosity that afflicted all members of the bat clan.
“It looks like they’re plotting to try and kill Santa Claus.”
Dick turned to look at Duke fully for the first time since he’d entered the room. He had the eyes of one that was deeply haunted by the horrors they had witnessed. On the other side of the room Tim was ranting about anti-magic tech while Danny, Damian and Jason argued over what weapons would be most effective against a demi god. There were schematics of what looked worryingly like a rocket launcher looking device that - if the scribbles on the whiteboard someone had drug into the room where to be believed - was going to be rigged to shoot ecto-grenades.
“Danny hates Christmas.” Dick said, and Duke noticed for the first time that his hands around the coffee cup were faintly trembling. “He’s declared Santa is his arch nemesis.”
Duke blinked, glancing over to the others long enough to see Danny start frantically scribbling the words Christmas Nuke on the whiteboard. No one else was trying to erase it. Tim looked worriedly contemplative. Damian and Jason where both nodding in agreement.
He was going to regret this. “But Santa isn’t real?”
Dick’s eyes gained a faintly manic glean, and Duke could faintly hear the sound of porcelain creaking warningly beneath the desperate hold he had on his coffee cup. “That’s what I thought!” Dick said, with enough cheer to make Duke flinch back instinctively. “But apparently he is.” A distinct crack appeared in the cup, coffee dripping down into Dick’s lap. “And apparently they’re going to war with him!”
Well, Duke considered, at least that explained why he caught the four of them burning down the giant Christmas tree in the city center last night.
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delicatedarknight · 4 months
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Secret Santa at Wayne Manor ft.Superfam
Jason:[fuming] Who thought giving a toy gun in an Xbox pack was a good idea. whoever it is you better start praying. Kon:[ugly sweater but with bad kon pics] HA!? which one of you did this? Jason:[snorting] lmao..you totally deserve it 10/10 to whoever did it. Dick: WOAH!! NO WAY! Thanks to which one of you who gifted me these beautiful customized escrima sticks. I love you. Tim: Aww thanks for this beautiful bracelet and chocolates Jon:[amazed] It's the superhero-themed blanket that I wanted. thank you so much. Damian:[touched] Whoever thought of giving me this precious matte black finish grappling hook bad boy. thank you from the bottom o my heart
Alfred:[wiping away his tears] I want to extend my heartfelt gratitude for this 20-inch pie mould with these complimentary unicorn cookie cutter Martha: thanks to my Secret Santa for these beautiful spice-scented candles. Bruce:[wrapped in new handwoven superman themed scarf] Thank you Martha: what about you Clark? what did you get? Clark:[hiding away the sexy batman body pillow] just some socks, ma.
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Christmas Wishlist
Damian: So, what are you getting me for Christmas?
Jason: Nice try, brat.
Jason: Actually, no, terrible try. What was that? Where’s the subtly? The cunning?
Damian: *shrugs*
Later
Steph: Just out of curiosity, were you expecting that to work? At all?
Damian: Not really, no.
Steph: Then why bother?
Damian: It’s all part of my plan.
Steph:
Damian:
Steph: Are you going to expound on that, or…
Later that week
Oracle: Robin, there’s a burglary taking place on 5th and Jefferson.
Nightwing: I’ll be there in like three minutes, Robin, just wait for me.
Robin: I have it handled.
Red Robin: Just wait for Nightwing, you dummy.
Robin: Unnecessary.
Spoiler: You’re going to make Nightwing sad.
Oracle: Or you’ll get hurt.
Spoiler: Yeah, or that.
Robin: Tt. I’ll be fine. “He will win who knows when to fight and when to fight harder.”
Red Hood: That is NOT how that quote goes.
Everyone:
Oracle: Hood, I thought you were in California this week.
Red Hood: I felt an insult to humanity preparing to take form.
More later
Cass: Did you tell Jason what you wanted for Christmas yet?
Damian: I’m working on it.
Several days after that
Tim: Why are you in my room?
Damian: You left the window open.
Tim:
Damian: The philosophers are very clear on what to do there.
Tim:
Damian, a little louder: When your enemy leaves their WINDOW open.
Tim: And are you achieving what you are hoping to achieve right now?
Damian: Unclear.
Tim: You know, you could always write a letter to Santa like a normal kid.
Damian: Absolutely not.
Tim: Yeah… Probably for the best, actually, considering past dealings and all…
Christmas Morning
Damian, opening his gift:
Dick: What’d Jason give you?
Damian: *proudly holds up a signed copy of The Art of War*
Tim: Okay, that’s got to be fake, right?
Everyone: *looks at Jason*
Jason, shrugging: The Flashes owed me a favor.
Bruce, eye twitching slightly: Do I have to send the time travel safety presentation out to everyone again?
Jason: Don’t worry, they already fixed the parts of the timeline they broke.
Bruce: *very lengthy sigh*
Damian: Thank you, Jason.
Jason: You’re welcome.
Jason: Now there will be no more murdering of quotes. You have no excuses.
Later
Damian: My plan worked.
Steph: And just asking was too hard because…
Damian: What’s the point of that? Where’s the cunning? The subtly?
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theodorecanaryhood · 4 months
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A Christmas story: The first Christmas
Jason Todd x GN reader! It’s their first Christmas together as a married couple
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The Christmas lights were bright
Jason could’ve gone blind with how bright the lights were
He held your hand tight as he walked with you through the streets
You smiled when you remembered the few months before when it was summer
It was hot and Jason wore tank tops and shorts all the time
Now he walked with you, his cold fingers wrapped yours in a cold blanket
Jason never minded the cold, he tolerated it
Few stores in and you were nearly finished getting the presents
‘Damn it’ you muttered to yourself
You wandered through the aisles of the stores, seeing that Jason was gone
‘Lost my husband’ you smiled at an older lady
Jason saw something shiny and got distracted you thought to yourself
Jason stood with you again as he looked through the choice of whisky and gin
‘Bruce likes this one’ you said to Jason
Suggesting your husband buys his father a drink for Christmas
‘What do you think of this?’ You turned to find a different man
‘Jay?’ You called out
Jason was looking through the tree ornaments
You managed to get your husband for the third time after he’d wandered off
The drive back home was fun as Jason sung along to the Christmas songs on the radio
After wrapping all the gifts for yours and Jason’s family, Jason surprised you to a dinner
‘Dinner baby’ Jason smiled as he appeared in the doorway
You walked over and kissed your husband as you both walked into the dining room to eat together
Another Christmas done, but this was a special one as it was yours and Jason’s first as a married couple
Merry Christmas everyone 🎄🎅
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twalxx · 1 year
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rillette · 10 months
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Jason angst?? (Love ur art!!)
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tysm!! angst 4 u 🫡
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bruciemilf · 1 year
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So I recently learned Harvey and Jason's dad had BEEF and Harvey killed him apparently??? Okay. So. I propose we all imagine this:
You're Jason Todd. You're 4 years old.
You know, because the only reading material you have is your birth certificate. A copy of it, wilted by dry ink. You're always hungry. You get food sometimes, but no hugs, no kisses, no soft words. You're still hungry.
Your father only touches you with his belt or shoe or anything else he can grab and a small crumble of you welcomes it because it's better than nothing.
You're Jason todd, age 4, and you haven't seen your mother get up from the tub for 3 weeks. You try to shake her and wake her up but nothing worse. Your father takes his shower and doesn't care.
You're Jason Todd and you hear a voice -- gruff and thick but smooth and raspy, " Jesus fuckin' christ, Todd."
" I'm tellin' you I don't got the money. It ain't my fault that whore of yours left you and you're In a bad mood--"
You're Jason todd, hiding in a closet, when you hear the terryfing sound of your father being quiet for once. For once, he doesn't yell. For once, there's peace in your house. Gun smoke and all.
You're Jason Todd, age 4, when you meet Two Face. He's scary. He says he's gonna take you somewhere, and for you that's a Boogeyman's promise, so you trash and you scream and you yell, and he just holds you tight.
You hold back; He's big and warm and could crush you in paste, but he doesn't. He just rocks you and shushes you and promises he'll take you somewhere you'll like. He doesn't tell you to stop crying.
You do anyway, because you're 4, and you're tired, and you haven't had your nap all day because you were doing chores.
You're Jason Todd and you meet Bruce Wayne at 3 o clock in the morning.
He's tired; those dark clouds under his eyes indicate he hasn't slept, there's a hollowness to his sharp cheekbones, and he looks nothing like does on TV.
He doesn't look dazzling, or glamours, or dashing. He looks like someone whose adopted baby got taken back by their neglectful, dog shit parents, and he's never been more devoured by misery than then.
" harv..."
" thought you might know what to do with him," harvey shrugs, still keeping a tight hold on you, like he might lose you too, and you tremble and cry when you're moved away.
You don't make noise, thought. Making noise always gets you in bigger trouble. Bruce Wayne holds you like you're the most precious thing in the whole wide world.
He holds you're made of love and light and all things right.
And you still cry in his arms, because you just want your mommy, and you want to nap, and you want to read and you want to be kissed and hugged and cuddled you want everything you never got.
" Oh, Jason. Oh, sweetheart. "
You're Jason Todd, age 5, because today's your birthday. You spend the first 10 minutes of it sleeping gentle and teary in Bruce's arms, while another pair holds you both.
You're Jason Todd, and you might be the reason Bruce Wayne and Harvey Dent start talking again.
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incorrectbatfam · 1 year
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Jason: Toss me my keys.
[Christmas tree crashes next to Jason]
Jason: I said my KEYS!
Roy: I thought you said Christmas tree!
Jason: Why the fuck would I say Christmas tree?!
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