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peppergh0st · 4 months
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The first post of the new year!!
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momachan · 2 months
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"Six blocks away. Only one way we're getting there that fast... Looks like we're stealing Dad's car again. -Can I drive this time? -Absolutely not."
Nightwing 2021 Annual (2021) #1. " Blood Brothers."
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Jason: Hello, nice to meet you. This is my ex-girlfriend, Y/N.
Y/N: You have to got to stop introducing me like that
Y/N: I’m his wife
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uselssdishwasher · 7 months
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I have never related to two images more in my life.
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arlos-warm-drpepper · 1 month
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Tim, Damian, Dick, Jason
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butwhyduh · 2 months
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Stephanie: I have a ton of friends I can hook you up with
Y/n: I don’t know. That’s kinda weird you know?
Stephanie: here just look at them on my phone.
Y/n scrolls before suddenly stopping at tall dark and handsome: that one. I want that one.
Stephanie: not that one. Any OTHER one.
Y/n looking at Jason’s pic: nope this one.
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Jason, out of nowhere: I scare people a lot because I walk very softly and they don't hear me enter rooms. So when they turn around, I'm just kind of there and their fear fuels me. Tim, sleep-deprived and very shocked out of his brains: WhEreE dId YoU cOmE fRoM?!?! Damian whipping his katana out: Who dareth creepeth up on me?
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spidernuggets · 2 months
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Hi hope you’re having a good/night can you do a Jason Todd x detective fem reader. She meets Jason , but she meets him when he’s red hood at a crime scene.
Jason Todd x FemDetective!Reader
"So you're the guy that's making my paperwork pile up higher than the Empire State Building."
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"Christ, another one?" One of your coworkers said as the limp, dead body was zipped up into a body, and evidence collected and put away.
You shrug a shoulder, writing down in your notepad a list of suspects and witnesses involved in this new murder, which was also linked to other recent killings.
"Adam Matthews." You state the victim's name.
"Drug dealer?" Your coworker asks, looking at the substance that Matthews had on his person being bagged for evidence.
"Mm. He was a cook for a drug dealer who tested on homeless kids or orphans. But Matthews was also known for being an accessory for other murders, kidnappings, and was guilty for sexual assaults," you state, sighing, putting your notebook away.
Your coworker fell shocked. "How the fuck is he not locked up?!" He yells.
"Links with richies," you scoff. "Well, he's dead now. His long, overdue debt it now paid." You always believed these kinds of people never deserved a second chance. All the previous murder victims were similar to Adam Matthews. So, others may call you crazy, but you were thankful for this anonymous killer going out of their way, killing scumbags like Matthews.
"I'm going to scout around the area, Parks," you told your coworker as he nodded and went to discuss with the other officers around the area.
You shone your flashlight around the narrow alleys, searching for any clues or evidence you could use to help solve the crime and catch the murderer. Or in your eyes an anti-hero.
Just as you were about to turn around and return to the scene, you heard grunts and strings of profanity coming from behind one of the dumpsters.
Your hand hovered over your gun in your hip holster, walking towards the sounds.
You swiftly turned to see the source, hand on the handle of the gun, and saw a certain, outlawed vigilante leaning on the dumpster, holding his arm, his body stained with blood.
His helmet lay in between his legs, his domino mask remaining on his face.
"What the fu- Red Hood??" You exclaim.
"You mind?" He groans, holding his hand out, trying to avoid the flash shining in his eyes.
"Shit, sorry," you reoly, turning it off and placing it on your utility belt. Your head tilted to the side, seeing that Red Hood was struggling to wrap his arm up. "It's loose," you say, referring to the bandage- or rag that he was tying around his bicep.
"Wow, really? Didn't- fuck- didn't notice," he says, cursing once more when the bandage fell down.
You roll your eyes, crouching beside his and taking the bandage from his, unwrapping his arm and rewrapping it tighter as it should be.
"So you're the guy that's making my paperwork pile up higher than the Empire State Building." You mutter, tying the bandage to stay in place.
"Sorry, little cop lady. Just doing my job." He hisses.
"It's little detrctice lady to you. And I'd appreciate it if you made your little killing sprees a little more discreet. Eventually, the actual cops are gonna catch your ass," you snicker, getting up.
"As if I let them." He bites back.
"L/n. Where are you?" Parks says through your walkie. "Did you find anything?"
Red Hood gets up, putting his helmet back on, looking down at you, waiting for your response.
You click on the button to reply. "No. Nothing here. Coming back now."
The white glowing eyes pierce through yours as Red Hood chuckles. "Hiding a criminal? Haven't taken a look through the law book in a while, but isn't that illegal?" You couldn't see it, but Red Hood grinned, amised at this new encounter.
You shrugged. "I'm only doing this because I know I can't stop you, even if I wanted to. Besides. If these ass rat criminals kept scurrying around, the papaerwork would be much more than you're making." You smirk.
He laughs. "So you're saying you don't want to stop me?" He crosses his arms.
"Have a good night, Mr. Hood." You bid him goodbye, walking back to the crime scene.
"And to you too, little detective lady," he says, quietly hoping to run into again after he puts lead into the head of his next target.
"Jeez, I thought you died or something. You were gone for a while, are you sure you didn't find anything?" Parks quickly asks you.
You quickly wipe away the blood on your palms from Red Hood's wound onto your black jeans. "Save the interrogation for the suspects, Parks. Nothing there but dead rats and graffiti."
You walk off, almost missing the shine of a red helmet running off on the roof of a building in the distance as you smirk to yourself, also secretly hoping Red Hood would cause another casualty to meet him again.
Parks was about to walk off, too, almost missing the tiniest splotch of red on your white shirt as he raised an eyebrow.
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I'M SO SORRY I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE IT SO SHORT!!!
I didn't want to leave this ask in my inbox for too long and forget about it 😭😭
BUTTTT if you or anyone else wants!!! I can make a part 2 where Reader and Red Hood begin a constant meetup after every death Red Hood causes (only to those criminals who deserve it, obvi). And Parks becomes suspicious of Reader and threatens her or that Reader's job is put on the line!!!!
I was going to add this idea in, but I'm really bad at making long fics cuz I always wanna get it over and done with and I'm so impatient 😭
HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT ANYWAYS 🙏🙏
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listen I get the hc that Jason's a die hard Jane Austen fan. I love it, actually. a 6' guy built like a brick shithouse with enough guns to put your average Texan to shame, being a romance enthusiast? it's beautiful
but.
frankenstein.
Come ON, a creature rejected by its creator? It's too good to overlook.
Bruce gave Jason a purpose as Robin, and then repudiated the path he chose to fulfill it. Bruce created the Red Hood with his actions and lack thereof, and then refused to acknowledge it.
And he was also not entirely at fault, either. Because Bruce genuinely thought he was doing a good thing when he made Jason Robin. And then he saw what Robin led Jason to and couldn't face the consequences of his actions.
COME OOOOON it's too good. also the zombie jokes Jason would make? he would also love the fact that every character is just a teeny tiny fruity.
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moider-time · 1 year
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The Wayne family has many different New Years Eve traditions. With all those different people and personalities clashing in one spot, it's bound to happen.
You have Dick and his tradition of walking on his hands the entire day after one time when they were little, Jason said there was no way he could do it. The only time he's right side up is when he's eating. Alfred had to implement that rule after Dick accidentally knocked the roast chicken he had been working on for days, out of his hands. To this day, Dick quotes that as the scariest moment in his entire life.
Duke is a new addition to the Wayne Clan but with him he brings the tradition of karaoke. Him and his parents used to go out to a nice restaurant and then go to a karaoke club.
He mentions that offhandedly and then on New Years Eve, there was a brand new karaoke machine in the manor. No one can deny that he killed it when singing 'No Tears Left to Cry' by Ariana Grande. However, Tim butchered 'Mary On A Cross' so badly that Steph nearly sued him on behalf of Ghost. There is also a batkids version of 'Goodbye Yellow Brick Road' on Spotify.
Damian and Talia used to commemorate the new year but it was more of a 'Good job you survived the previous year, let's hope you'll survive this one' celebration. So he doesn't really have a tradition to bring to the family, but he is particularly clingy on New Years Eve.
He overheard Dick telling Cass about the Y2K bug and he doesn't believe it but to be forewarned is to be forearmed. If needing to protect his family means that he needs to be snuggled into Bruce's side, well then so be it. He's just being a dutiful son.
But Jason. Jason goes along with whatever everyone wants to do. He makes jokes. He snarks that he didn't even really want to come, it's just that he was in town with nothing better to do (seeing how he's basically glued to Bruce's hip kind of invalidates his point but no one says anything)
But every New Years Eve since his rebirth, Jason makes sure that he's sitting at his grave by the time the clock hits zero. He doesn't pray or cry or sing or anything like that, he just sits. And waits. And when the clock strikes for a new year, he places a flower at his grave and leaves.
No one knows if this is some form or mourning or repentance for what he did in the past year and asking gets them nowhere. They just know that it's something that he needs to do and they'll respect that. Alfred and Bruce will always be waiting to walk him back into the manor, with a coat and hot chocolate. And if it takes him a while to get back to himself, they're all willing to wait.
( pspspsps @bruciemilf )
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peppergh0st · 1 year
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Jason is only crazy a little bit
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momachan · 3 months
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"Jason and Tim both M.I.A. Both likely in need of backup... Tim is brilliant but still has so much to learn. Jason's so damn headstrong that he could bull his way through almost anything. He's been through too much... got used as a pawn against me... and came back hell-bent on revenge. We barely pulled him back from the brink. We... I... can't lose him again."
Batman: Gotham Knights - Gilded City (2022-)
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Y/N: exists
Jason: You brought light into my lightless world
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infraredbird · 23 days
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A pretty face
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the-djarin-clan · 2 years
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