#feat jason

[wheelrismsarchived]

“so look me in the eyes and tell me what you see.” she said shaking her head. nancy was tired, she was tired and to the point where she was over trying to hide everything. “this perfect paradise seems to be tearing at the seams, i wish i could escape everything. i wish i could erase it but apparently im just a bad liar lately.” how did everything get so complicated and hard. they weren’t supposed to be going through any of this...they were just kids.

@carverfm​

#verse: undecided #feat jason #carverfm #here have this

[ghost-bxrd]

Some of the doodles/ideas for the charms. Might scrap them later and go for another design, but the over all vibes are heading in the right direction ✨

#pls ignore the atrocious proportions #this is literally a fifteen minute doodle #my friend adores Tim #Tim x coffee #charms #Nightwing the bird #Tim the (hacker) genius #red hood the undead Robin feat Lazarus pit #Damian the heir to the bat and the demon #keychain #dick Grayson #Tim drake #Jason todd #Damian Wayne #batfamily #batfam #bat bros #bat boys #Christmas present #design #art #digital art #painting #wip #work in progress #red hood #Nightwing #Robin #red Robin #chibi

[artiststarme]

It's No Secret... Anymore

Thank you to @mx-jinxous for the prompt! This took a really long time to write but it was so much fun playing with everyone's dynamics. I hope you guys like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments!

~*~*~*~

Steve felt like he was dreaming. It felt like he was looking through someone else’s eyes, dissociating far from his own body. He couldn’t feel the weight of Eddie’s slowly-fading body in his arms or the burning of the wounds in his sides. He wasn’t aware of where he was or if anyone was following him. He was purely relying on muscle memory and muscle memory alone. 

He didn’t see the speeding car in front of him that swerved into a nearby bush and fence post. He hardly noticed the hands pulling him backward and out of the road. He came back to himself though once he heard his brother’s voice. 

“Steve? Steve-O? Come on buddy, you’re worrying me here. Where have you been? I haven't seen your ass all week. Come on man, are you… are you fucking bleeding? Brother, answer me. We can’t be out here, there’s an earthquake going on. Come with me.”

Steve blinked just to come face to face with Phil. He was shining his flashlight on Eddie’s face against Steve’s shoulder but his eyes were focused directly on Steve’s.

“You with me, bro?” His mustache twitched unhappily and Steve rushed to answer. 

“Um, no. Not really. I think he’s dying and I kinda might be too. And I think my friends are missing? Where am I?” Steve couldn’t get his thoughts together cohesively. His mind was fractured, overcome with too much trauma in too little time. 

Phil just looked more concerned at his words with his face becoming vaguely panicked once he looked at Eddie. He looked quickly up at Steve, down at Eddie, then back at Steve. “Is this Eddie Munson? The murderer Eddie Munson? The Eddie Munson that has been on the run all week? Good golly Steve, I’m trying not to curse but what the fuck?”

Steve just looked at the pinched expression of pain that Eddie held and murmured, “he’s my friend.”

“Oh my god, Steve. Fine, we’ll deal with this later. Think you can walk to my squad car? I kinda damaged the front end but I’m sure it's semi-driveable. Powell’s tied up with the gates to hell opening up, I have plenty of time to take care of you.”

“Yeah, I can- I can walk,” and he could with the support of Phil. He felt his brother supporting both his and Eddie’s weight until they were deposited into the backseat of the patrol unit. 

“And uh, is the girl hiding in the bushes with you? She’s kinda been watching us for awhile. You might have a stalker, little bro.” He shined his flashlight over to the bush and saw a sandy bob duck behind the foliage. 

“Robin?” Steve muttered, still out of it and only on the verge of consciousness. 

“Buckley, is that you? Come on, you’re coming with us back to Steve’s place. Let’s go,” Phil waved the light between the two. He had both hands on his hips and stood like a disappointed middle-aged dad. “I don’t have time to be doing things willy-nilly. Let’s go!”

Robin poked her head out of the bushes and scooted gracelessly over to the car until she was able to bump elbows with Steve. They both relaxed a smidgen within the same space, the two brain cells reuniting after a stressful ten minutes apart.

Phil hopped in the driver’s seat and bumped his head against the steering wheel. What had this idiot gotten himself into now?

~*~*~*~

By the time Phil arrived at his house at the edge of the suburbs, all three kids were out cold in his backseat. He stood at the open back door for a moment before sighing and lugging first Robin, then Eddie, then Steve into his living room, huffing with exertion all the while. He would definitely have to cut back on the station donuts and start exercising again. Right after he dealt with the dying fugitive on his brother’s couch, the blood seeping through Steve’s shirt, and his brother’s unconscious best friend that was snoring atrociously. 

Jesus Christ. 

Well, he had plenty of practice with medical care from his EMT training so he got to work. He got the first aid kit out of the squad car and started with the murderous Munson. Phil didn’t know what had happened to these kids but it couldn’t be any good. Munson’s entire torso was torn apart like he’d been gnawed on by a wild animal. It wasn’t bleeding too bad but he was missing chunks of skin, so much so that Phil couldn’t sew him up with just sutures. Hell, this kid was going to need skin grafts. A lot of them. 

He put gauze on the worst of the wounds then cautiously stepped over to Steve. What he’d seen on Munson made him hesitant to look at the damage but surely it couldn’t be worse than that. Right? As soon as he lifted Steve’s shirt, he came immediately to two conclusions. 

1. Steve had a lot more chest hair than he did and that was totally unfair.

2. The wounds on Steve’s abdomen were deep, infected, and horrific. 

Just like with Munson, there was nothing to close. All he saw were missing chunks of skin and muscle that should have been in his sides. The marred remains were covered in grime and yellowish puss that made the entire room smell of infection. 

Fuck, he couldn’t help them here. He had to get them, all three of them because he wasn’t touching an unconscious girl for anything, to a hospital. But that begged the question; which hospital? Munson… Eddie was wanted all through the state of Indiana for at least three murders and an assault. If he took him to any nearby hospital, he would be arrested and surely there was more to the story if Steve was protecting him so much. He couldn’t let one of Steve’s only friends get arrested without hearing the story from the both of them. 

He had to take these three up to a hospital in Illinois. Chicago was roughly four hours away, he knew from his and Steve’s annual visits to their great aunt in Evanston. It was a risk, both for aiding and abetting a wanted fugitive as well as hoping he survived that long of a drive, but his gut told him to trust his brother on this one. So that’s what he did. He loaded the three teens back into his patrol car and mumbled swears under his breath when he passed the “Leaving Hawkins” sign. He hoped to all that was mighty that he was making a good call. 

~*~*~*~

Steve woke up to familiar voices; one hushed and one screeching. 

“You kidnapped them?! You’re a cop, I thought you would help them but instead you drove them all the way to goddamn Chicago like some middle-aged pervert loser?” Steve came around to a loud argument between what sounded like Dustin and Phil. It was weird though because he’d never introduced the two. 

“Hey, listen here shithead, words hurt. I am not middle-aged, I’m 28. And why would I kidnap my own brother? I can legally take him anywhere, it's practically my birthright. I don’t have to go through all the work of kidnapping him.” Phil shook his head at Dustin.

“Stop trying to trick me, I know Eddie is an only child!”

“Munson?! I’m Steve’s big brother, you little gremlin. Can’t you see the resemblance?” He gestured between where Steve was groggily looking up at him and then back at himself. 

“No, but I can’t see anything past your outrageous mustache.” Steve saw Phil’s jaw drop and knew that Dustin had crossed a line. 

“You short fucker, that is too far! I take a lot of pride in this ‘outrageous mustache’,” Phil put air quotes around the offending remake before pointing an aggressive finger in Dustin’s direction. “I will absolutely take you off the visitation list, toothless. Do not test me.” 

“Don’t threaten me, I’ll report you to the authorities!” Dustin countered. 

“I am the authorities!” Phil dropped all decorum and screamed at practically the top of his lungs. 

Sensing enough was enough, Steve tried to push himself up to a sitting position before a burning in his sides caused him to fall back down. Both men (or one man and Dustin) stopped their squabbling and rushed to his sides.

“Steve, you’re hurt so don’t try to get up. Shit kid, let me get a nurse or something. You weren’t doing too hot.” With that Phil sprinted out of the room, presumably to the nurse’s station and Steve was left with Dustin, Nancy, Jonathan, and Robin. 

He looked blearily at all of them before asking the most important question, “where’s Eddie?”

They all parted to reveal Eddie lying in the bed next to him. His neck and chest were covered with bandages but his face looked peaceful. There were no cuffs on his wrists as Steve assumed there would be. He laid back again and let out a sigh. Everything was as it should be, he could finally relax.

“Um so Steve, don’t be mad but your brother can be really persuasive when he wants to be and you never introduced him as your brother so I just kind of assumed that we were getting captured by the police and that it was going to be so much worse than the Russians because I always thought Officer Callahan was kind of psycho. But then I woke up here and he bought me Cheetos so everything is fine. Except it's kind of not because you and Eddie have been out for a couple of days and I told Big Not-Harrington about the Upside Down and now he’s really worried. Why did you have to stay asleep so long, dingus? I missed you!”

Steve honestly zoned out when he heard “Cheetos” and only tuned back in when Robin, the usual physical affection-hater, threw herself on top of him in a hug. He withheld the grunt of pain and held her back just as hard. 

“What the hell just happened, bro? Like that was a lot of words, little bird lady. Woah.”

Steve didn’t know if he was hallucinating the long-haired surfer in a Hawaiian outfit or if Vecna had somehow managed to melt his mind after all but he had never been more confused in his life to see the new visitor make themselves known. 

“Who the fuck is that?” He muttered in absolute bafflement. 

Dustin sighed as he too wrestled a hug from Steve, “that’s Argyle. Come on, Steve. Keep up.”

“Like the sock pattern? How many drugs am I on right now?!”

~*~*~*~

“... and that’s kind of why I didn’t tell you about the Upside Down,” Steve finished from his seat beside Eddie, their hands tangled together as they both sat across from Phil. 

He looked at both of them with a completely deadpan stare. “Again, but the truth this time.”

Eddie huffed in annoyance. “We are telling you the truth, man! An evil wizard guy named Vecna-”

“Slash Henry, slash One,” Steve and Robin interjected in unison.

“-possessed four teenagers to end the world or something and broke their bodies apart with his mind. Then the angry mob thought it was me but I would never kill anyone, especially not Chrissy. She was always really nice to me and remembered my band from the talent show in middle school. And then we got stuck in Hell where evil demon bats ate our flesh and tentacles ripped through the earth. Then we saved Nancy from the evil mind melt powers by playing her favorite song. After that, we made a plan and she shot Vecna and killed him while Dustin and I were decoys where I was attacked.”

“Then I went back for Eddie and carried him out where you almost ran us over. The end,” Steve emphasized the finale with a deliberate nod of his still-aching head. 

Phil looked at them with the most exasperation Steve had ever seen in his life. He let out a pitying chuckle, his poor brother didn’t sign up for this. “Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

Phil's eyes rolled so hard that Steve could tell he saw stars. He could almost see the scream being prepared in his throat and couldn't gather enough strength to escape it.

"STEVEN MICHAEL HARRINGTON, WHAT THE MOTHERLOVING FUCK?!"

"Look Philly, I'll say it one more time then I'm done, okay? It first started way back when Will Byers went missing in 1983..."

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#Phil gets Eddie's name cleared by walking into the station and telling Powell it wasn't him #Powell is so fucking stressed that he just drops it and blames Jason when Phil suggests it #As soon as they're all healed up Phil gives Eddie the shovel talk of all shovel talks feat. his gun #Eddie hands him a donut and all is forgotten #stranger things #steddie #fanfic #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley #dustin henderson #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #officer phil callahan #officer callahan is steve’s brother #it took me so long to write this and I still don't know if I like it

[ressaart]

jason serves so much cunt

#i recently bought a pair of cunty pants so i put them on jason lol #and in a jacket i want in a color that doesn't exist #feat i still cant draw shoes for shit #jason todd #red hood #my art

[kiyterra]

Ooooo civilian!Bruce got me thinking about Jason,,, like how does his death go down here? Did he die in uniform and the others (at this point it would be just Dick and Barbra I think??) have to cover it up??? Did he only become a vigilante post-death?? He wouldn’t have as much (if any) angst with Bruce because Bruce is just A Guy here so does he stay away post coming back because he thinks he doesn’t belong anymore????? I’m just imagining the others dragging him back to the manor by the scruff of his neck because god dAMN IT JASON BRUCE AND ALFRED MISS YOU

(Also, you might already know this but: anon is off for your blog! I know from experience people are wayyyy more likely to send asks when it’s on)

so i already answered the first part of this ask earlier and @fanaticalthings made the most AMAZING addition that answers the second part <3 like literally took the ideas in my brain and wrote it out word for word for me thank YOU

jasons motivations are very different since he doesn't have a reason to blame bruce/batman for not avenging him, and instead during argument he has with bruce before he runs to ethiopia, jason says a lot of things he doesn't mean in the heat of the moment. he tells bruce he doesn't want him to be his dad, and that bruce didn't actually want him anyway. this is all wrong of course, but freshly resurrected and traumatized jason can't get over the fact that he yelled all those things at the man who did so much for him. had told his older brother he didn't want him either.

jaosn is so ashamed, so he stays away. he makes his debut as red hood in the narrows, and he almost breaks down when he sees nightwing again, but he goes on. he finds a crappy little apartment, does his dues, and watches over the waynes from afar.

but it's inevitable that dick and the tiny sherlock holmes replica tim drake find out who he is. and dick cries. a lot.

"baby brother, i'm so sorry. i'm sorry i wasn't there, i'm sorry, im sorry."

jason is a bit scornful towards tim at first, with the whole poster rich child replacement, but he warms up to him because tim is a good kid. hes curious and quiet but sharp and not afraid at all to sass jason as much as he respects him. they both try to drag jason right back to the manor because having their brother think he wasn't wanted, had been replaced, had been forgotten- that wasn't just untrue, it was fucking stupid.

but jason just isn't ready. he doesn't feel like he deserves to face alfred again, to face bruce again.

"please, just give me some more time. i need more time before- before."

and when could dick deny his little brother anything? so he stops being so adamant, but he sets a hard limit of two months, because

"bruce deserves to know, jay. he missed you so much, he misses you so much. there wasn't a day dad didn't think of you and wish you were here with us. come home soon, jay. please."

#and thennNN the reveal!!! #which i havent decided how it happens yet #but on god it happens #and there will be so many tears and hugs and jason is like 200 lbs of pure fuckin muscle but on god hes going to be picked up like a kid #you know the stories about parents performing amazing feats of strength when their child is in a dire situation like lifting a car #well the dire situation is that jason is currently not being hugged so bruce fixes it #anyWY #goin slowly through these asks sorry for the wait!! #to anyone who sent smth in i love you and i see you im just very slow im so sorry #civilian bruce au

[clarkkantagain]

jason sanchez

#jason sanchez #in bed #legz #feats

[xanthezhou]

stephcassrose is funny conceptually pre52 but they actually have a dynamic (implied) in current canon that might be even funnier

#feat. jason

[louthelost]

I've been affectionately calling this "the au I'm not writing" for a while now. Then I accidentally wrote 20k words for it. So I guess I can't call it that anymore (I still do though). So here's some concept art for an AU that's been bouncing around my head for a while which I guess we can call the bruce-never-became-batman-and-so-jason-and-babs-end-up-as-gotham's-first-vigilantes-and-slowly-acquire-more-friends AU. Or... we can just call it "You were never alone"

(sketches/linework under the cut)

#dc #dc comics #jason todd #barbara gordon #stephanie brown #alysia yeoh #cassandra cain #duke thomas #tim drake #feat. the gotham clock tower. the fan favourite character #digital art #my writing #(listen. there are reasons dick isn't here also. too long for to explain in the tags) #(dw hes living his best life on the west coast with definitely-not-the-titans far away from the drama of the shit going down in gotham) #(i also decided after i finshed this whole thing that i also want harper to be here so... just know she's here too) #(I'll draw her Look at some point) #(i had a lot of fun designing their vigilante outfits as things that people would just like HAVE or could alter + masks) #(and also designing them so that they're still evocative of their canon costumes) #(like tim's look with the cross body bags to evoke his red robin costume! i had fun with that one) #(steph's the only one who went overboard and did a lot of alterations because of course she did. it HAS to be purple come on) #(and yes that cass IS heavily inspired by her appearance in the shadow of the batgirl graphic novel thank you for asking) #(i have too many thoughts about these looks so i'm just gonna stop here)

[modredus]

I have something to say about Medea and Jason and Divinity and Mortality and Medea’s own complex relationship with her divinity and place in the narrative but it’s gonna take some time to figure out my thoughts

#it’s the way she so completely eclipses Jason #she enters the narrative of the Argonauts and high jacks the story to be the new main character #Jason becomes a side character in his own quest #a maid in trouble for Medea to save using her heroic feats #he tries to take his story back in Medea by cutting her out but it’s far too late now that the narrative only cares about her #I have a lot of thought about their relationship honestly #tagamemnon #Medea #jason and the argonauts

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

Sepultura  -  Hatred Aside

#Sepultura #Against #Hatred Aside (feat. Jason Newsted) #Hatred Aside #Release date: October 6th 1998 #Full-length #Genre: Nu-Metal Groove/Thrash Metal #Politics Society Literature #Themes: Satanism Death Anti-fascism (early); Politics Society Literature #Brazil

[wheelrismsarchived]

"you need something or is it just your mission to stare like a creep at someone trying to get things done.” nancy asked as she continued to write in her notebook, the eyes of the blonde in front of her boring a hole in her skull.

@hawkinsstar​

#verse: undecided #feat jason #hawkinsstar

[ghost-bxrd]

The blond splutters, glaring at Jason with all the heat of a pissed off golden retriever.

“Did you seriously chloroform me?”

Jason shrugs, entirely unapologetic, and tosses the gag in the trash.

“You didn’t shut up. I had to make you. Can’t have you lookin’ too springy in the pictures.”

“Springy for what, exactly? Because, dude, if this is about the tumblr blog I totally wasn’t serious- no, wait, I was, but c’mon, I said way worse about- wait, what pictures!?”

— sneak peek of “Modern Day Cain”

#modern day cain #jason todd #Bernard Dowd #Tim drake #Timbern #feat. Jason #who goes the alternate route and threatens Robin’s sweetheart #who doesn’t know he’s Robin’s sweetheart lmao #anyway #sneak peek #sneak preview #preview #batfamily #batfam #fanfiction #Batman #red hood

[wr1tten]

@unfaes and the starter they never asked for.

what  a  ʳᵘˢʰ.      shitty  people  meeting  their  shitty  ends.      greedy,    grubby  hands  now  cold.      while  people  were  mourning,    all  he  could  do  was  smile.      repeating  the  poetry  veronica  had  poured  into  that  letter            (      𝘵𝘩𝘦  𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘦  𝘵𝘰  𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳  𝘤𝘭𝘺𝘥𝘦.      𝘺𝘰𝘶  𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥  𝘣𝘦  𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺  𝘵𝘰  𝘨𝘰  𝘰𝘶𝘵  𝘣𝘺  𝘢  𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯  𝘰𝘧  𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘴  𝘢𝘴  𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨  𝘢𝘴  𝘴𝘩𝘦  𝘸𝘢𝘴  𝘢𝘵  𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳  𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦      )            but  it  was  hard  to  a    d    m    i    r    e   the  work  they  had  done  when  she  was  pacing  like  she  either  had  to  take  a  piss  or  give  a  public  speech.            ❝      you  said  you  wished  she  were  dead.      now  she’s  dead.      ❞            jd  pointed  out  the  obvious,    a  chuckle  accompanied  with  a  shake  of  his  head,            ❝      i  don’t  see  what  the  issue  is  here,    ʙᴀʙʏ.      the  𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗  𝚘𝚏  𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗   is  six  feet  under.      let’s  celebrate!      ❞            springing  to  his  feet,    arms  tugged  her  to  his  chest.      she  was  overwhelmed,    but  she’d  get  over  it.      veronica  was  meant  to  be  his.            ❝      you  hated  her.      now  you’re  free.      ❞

— and  his  hands  held  her  captive. 

#unfaes #• | muses ━ jason dean. #• | dynamics — veronica sawyer ( feat. unfaes ). #psa i hate him #but i love this #and i love you so

[flowerflamestars]

Tagged by the lovely @missanniewhimsy for last lines of a WIP, but this whole conversation only makes sense together. Thank you babe :)

It wasn’t the Brucie Wayne voice- the Bat voice- no, just that soft spoken secret between Jasons innumerable siblings, and apparently, this one woman.   “Eleanor,” Bruce said, gloom abated only by the smallest uptick of a smile at the baseball bat in her hand, corona of broken glass gleaming crunched beneath her steel-toed boots, “Should I open the garage?”   She had to tilt back her head to look at him, and the action made Bruce slump, shoulders low.   Muffled by Dick’s sweater, Tim wrestled free enough to to ask, because he was a little fucking shit, “Did B adopt your soulmate?”   The bat disappeared. Elle crossed her arms and glared up, backburn sear of anger reaching Jason, even here and now, fucking soul mark empathy filling him with something so much warmer than all the whiskey in the world.   “What the fuck were you thinking? Sending Dick to my house. You know- you knew what he’d”-  Terrible, Bruce gently interrupted. “You stopped coming home.”

#Migration Patterns of Turdidae #DRUNK BAT BOY BONDING #the one with magic! #and soulmarks! #and the pure devastation of Jasons's mark being a ROBIN #Battison Bruce doing B- parenting in every direction #meeting a teenage girl in an alley who hits him over the head with a bottle of vodka and then yells at him about his failures #hi would you like a college fund? a donut? 35 million dollars? #Ten years later when that girl is a) a grown woman and b) a scary scary witch #Want to take a magical unbreakable baseball bat to a maserati? #feat. the fact that every future and present robin sees Elle's mark and has to for at least a second WONDER #(Dick does this most dramatically. it's Dick) #WE ARE BREAKING THE MEMORIAL CASE AS AN ACT OF LOVE AND IMPORTANT TIPSY VANDALISM #thank you for the tag!!

[clarkkantagain]

jason tessier

#jason tessier #hoppercaf #legz #wet #feats

[redemptivexheroics]

@star-of-troy

Jason was hanging out with his Aunt Donna and Kassandra. They were bowling, and he was nervous, one because he knew his strength was higher than your average fifteen-year-old, and a girl he had a crush on was three lanes down. "What if I mess up and put a hole in the wall?"

"Don't think mom would've agreed to you going bowling if she didn't think you could handle a bowling ball; you're overthinking this; just throw the ball already," Kassandra said as she looked over from her aunt.

#Jason Trevor [feat. Kassandra] #Gods Among Us [DCEU Crossover] #Donna #star-of-troy