Tumgik
#young Jason Todd
hdapples · 3 days
Text
Tumblr media
Here’s a quick piece I did to challenge myself to draw faster!
It’s supposed to be young Jason but I also wasn’t thinking too much about a specific person when I started it lol
22 notes · View notes
Text
Bruce with baby!Jason and toddler!Dick
Dick figuring out words but moves like he has no bones, cartwheeling, and Bruce has to keep running before him because Dick forgets the room eventually ends and then gets his forehead straight into a wall
Baby Jason Soo sweet and affectionate. Doesn't know how to give Bruce kisses so he'll kiss Bruce by bitting (but don't worry he doesn't have teeth yet)
Baby Jason being carried by toddler Dick is SOOO cute. Alfred taking pics, he's a proud grandpa
Dick likes when Bruce holds him upside down and giggles so loud it echoes. Jason who sometimes get so tired but still want to stay awake to play with Dick and Bruce
Jason will eat anything if he sees his big brother eating too. Jason who loves to watch cartoon with stories. He'll nod along to what Bruce says to him
Bruce getting back from a mission, says "ouch". Jason sees it, says "ooouch?"
Bruce will be talking to Dick and Jason will start to cry because he wants to be included in the conversation! He'll even babble along
One of those grey but comforting evenings where there's lots of rain and wind, Bruce flat out dead (sleeping) in the couch, Jason napping in his chest, Dick between the couch and Bruce and using his arm (that is not holding Jason up) as a pillow, snoring
Jason that pouts when he's focused (playing with his teether). Isn't easily tickled but does laugh when Bruce kisses his feet
His first word is "dick"
4K notes · View notes
bruciemilf · 1 year
Text
Brain is buzzing, but AU idea: What if, through unexplained circumstances, Bruce ends up with the kid version of his birdies at his doorstep?
Except? The adults are still there.
"Holy shit, is that me?" Jason, -- a smaller him, a happier him, -- points at himself.
At his right, there's a Jason who towers over everyone. Who ate the world whole. "I thought I'll never be a grown up. And I'm taller than B? Awesome!"
He runs up to Bruce like its second nature, jumps and clings. And Bruce hugs him so close. It's like coming home. "Oh, Jay. I missed you, sweetheart, "
Adult Jason stares, saying nothing, hoping the painful wound splitting his heart open closes by itself.
Dick, the adult one, screams when his 10 year old self swings wildly on the chandelier. Begging and pleading with him to get down, " Give me your right lung and a cookie and you got it,"
" WHY CAN'T YOU BE NORMAL?"
It really doesn't help that, upon finding out his older self is a cop, Dick's younger counterpart only replies to him with oinks and pig noises.
Tim takes a long look at his baby self and nopes the hell out of there. " Call me Janet and Jack cause I don't want that kid."
Baby Damian and Damian hiss at eachother constantly. They'll both race to Bruce, who's helplessly trying to make peace, " I can hold all of you. Just have a little patience,--"
Everyone, at once, safe for Cass and baby Cass, who cuddle together and wait for Bruce on the couch, "NO!"
Baby Damian spits some pretty nasty gibberish and points a tiny plastic knife at everyone if they get close to Bruce. But especially himself.
5K notes · View notes
donnatroyyyy · 2 months
Text
Jason Todd’s death storyline was perfectly executed because they killed him figuratively (killed his innocence) before actually killing him. It’s a tragedy because he died in two separate ways. And the reason his resurrection is just as much a tragedy is because only one of the things killed can be brought back and it wasn’t the thing that made Jason who he is (his innocence and kindness).
422 notes · View notes
wondersinwaynemanor · 25 days
Text
young Jason enters Bruce's study at the Manor
Young Jay: Hey, B, remember when you promised me last time that you'll get me anything?
Bruce, gives Jason his full attention: Of course, lad. Anything for you.
Young Jay, grins: Can you buy me some Wonder Woman merch? A shirt, comfy slippers, school bag and a plushie, please.
Bruce, smiles: You name it, you got it. I can even get you more than what you mentioned.
Young Jay: Thanks, B!
young Jason begins to close the door when Bruce calls for him.
Bruce: Hey, lad. How about some Batman merch?
Young Jay: Hmmm.. I'm okay with the Wonder Woman merch.
Bruce, frowns: So, no merch related to your old man, huh?
Young Jay: Let me think.....
Bruce waits with a smile.
Young Jay: Nope, I'm good with the Wonder Woman ones.
young Jason starts to leave the room then comes back.
Bruce remains hopeful that his son will change his mind.
Young Jay, grins: Can we invite Diana for tea here at home? I want to talk to her about the new book I'm reading.
Bruce, blinks: I'll try, Jaylad. But I think she mentioned she'll be in Paris this week-
Young Jay, lower lip wobbles and his eyes are tearing up: You said anything for me, B! You promised!
Bruce: Okay, okay. How about we go to Paris and see Diana? We deserve the vacation anyway. I'll let Dick and Barbara handle things here.
Young Jay: Okayyyy :D
this little boy is spoiled when it comes to Wonder Woman.
let him be.
213 notes · View notes
mottemort · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
quick little edit of WFA Jason and Batman
174 notes · View notes
therandomfandomme · 3 months
Text
Tim, who immediately recognizes that Red Hood is Jason when he rolls into town, bc little, stalker, middle school Tim observed Jason pull the exact same moves when he got to middle school after his adoption, because rival gang politics were the only ones he knew and, by god, was he not sitting there and listening to these rich kids when he could also be the one to lay down the law
129 notes · View notes
autisticredhood · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
it’s impossible for me to skim through batman #408 bc i lose my mind over these 2 panels every time. he’s such a smol angry kitten
2K notes · View notes
insomnia-draws · 4 days
Text
I might've gone overboard anyways here's more baby Jason with his wonder woman merch .. I honestly might draw baby Jason having tea with Diana we'll see tho lol anyways I'm still imagining that dick bought him the merch or at least some of it
It was inspired by @wondersinwaynemanor
Tumblr media Tumblr media
The people that wanted to be tagged in my baby Jason art : @captain-daryn
Also for both baby Jason bits of art 2 and a half hours and I accidentally stayed up till 6 am rip my sleep schedule hope y'all enjoy it lol
Also yes I despise Bruce like any good he does is moot in my eyes because he's a terrible father I mean he psychologically tortured tim on his birthday like .. I won't ever like Bruce regardless but the fannon versions of him is a sweet concept I just can't get into them especially as a person who's dealt with shitty family
48 notes · View notes
kattogtam · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
I've been tortured by the idea of baby jason's favourite hoodie belonged to his mom and as a (malnourished) child, can't quite fit in them.
Also cuz everytime i go home and eat to much (i know i should pay more attention) my stomack can't handle the food, I realized due to his respect to others and probably getting encouraged to eat more (also craving it cuz it's delicious) he probably spends more time getting the food out of his body then in (I think this would heavily apply to Tim as well but by then they would learn to ballance his meals and help him build a healthy appetite)
420 notes · View notes
1-8oo-wtfbro · 1 month
Text
The Batfam after having to lie to their loved ones (AGAIN) and ruin entire relationships just to protect their secret identities:
Tumblr media
-
Bruce, calling Alfred after adopting yet another orphan:
Tumblr media
-
Tumblr media
-
Bruce when any of his children tried to call him out for his shit:
Tumblr media
-
What the fam sees when they look at Dick’s Dicowing Era:
Tumblr media
-
All the sidekicks banding together like:
Tumblr media
-
Cop Dick be like:
Tumblr media
-
(Jason Todd priest era) Pov you go to mass in gotham and this guy is staring you down from the altar:
Tumblr media
-
Bruce trying to show his kids he’s cool like:
Tumblr media
-
Jason trying out for his school play in 6th grade like:
Tumblr media
51 notes · View notes
xoxo-mylove · 2 years
Text
New Beginnings
(Bruce Wayne x Batmom!Reader, Batmom!reader x Dick Grayson, and Batmom!reader x Jason Todd)
*EDITED*
Tumblr media
Word count: 3,054
Synopsis: The manor feels empty, since Dick left to live on his own. Bruce is angry. (and sad) You are definitely sad. But who knew that a new beginning was waiting for them. More like, stealing from them but who cares!
Warnings: Angst, not a lot though, Fluff, SOOO FLUFFY, and Dick Grayson anger......
(*A/N: I'm not entirely accurate with the ages in this fic but it's fan fiction, soooo and anyway Dick is eight years older than Jason and probably later on I'll make them closer in age but, for now Dick left when he was 18 instead of 19 to live in Bludhaven and Jason left to live with Bruce when he was 10 instead of 11)
-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*
The big fight.
Such a trivial thing that progressed into Dick yelling and Bruce yelling back. You weren't there, when it happened but walking into dinner that night you could feel the tension. “Okay” you say dropping your fork onto your plate and placing your elbows on the table. You could feel Alfred’s disapproval from here. “What is up with you two?” 
They turn their heads to you, in sync of course. Like father like son. Your son. Ever the drama queen answers first, “Nothings wrong mom. right dad?” You roll your eyes and glare at your son. “Richard Grayson. I can feel your sarcasm from here. Now I'll ask again, whats with you too?”
This time you direct the question towards your husband. He looks up at you with his usua blank face but only you can read the hint of sadness and hurt that coats it. Oh yeah, something definitely happened.
 “Dick, here thinks he's and adult.” 
“Well I-”
 “SO much of an adult that he thinks he's ready to go on his own.”
 You're confused. “I'm confused, do you want to move out?” you can't help but have a tint of sadness and shock in your voice, because well your baby is leaving. You should of saw it coming actually, He wasn’t going to stay here forever, I mean at first it started with him leaving at 16 to start a team.
And even that was hard for you and Bruce. The fight that caused that situation is a WHOLE other thing but moving out? You baby boy leaving your home? This was going to take some time to digest. Like you said, you should’ve seen it coming.
He was eventually...... gonna grow up and leave. Oh geez you feel like crying.
 Dick sees your sullen face and hurriedly tries to explain. “NO! I mean…yes! It’s just…well.... I'm eighteen mom. I am an adult.”
Those four words almost sent you into a spiral, so much so the sadness is evident on your face. You didn’t want to make him feel bad about wanting to leave. Oh god no, you wouldn’t and haven’t been that mom EVER to guilt trip their children into doing what they wanted to do.
It’s one of the first things you discussed with Bruce when you both first got Dick. You both never wanted to be those parents. Though it seems like Bruce has a harder time conveying the right emotions, and Dick easily gets riled up. Especially if he’s told he can’t do something he wants to do.
Ugh, like father like son.
 “See, you've upset your mother.” You hear Bruce say, bringing you out of your thoughts.
You quickly look at Dick and see the guilt creeping up all over his face and you start to reassure him that you're not upset about him leaving.
Well of course you're upset about that, but more of the fact that he’s not so little any more. That your baby boy is growing up and leaving you. But a small part that will soon blossom is happy he's finding his own way. But Bruce uses your silence as a way to egg on this already heated argument, he stands up from his chair and points a finger at Dick.
“You shouldn’t leave! You're still a kid. What you think- you think you're gonna be able to live by yourself at this age?! You don’t know a thing about living on your own.” Bruce was literally grasping at straws. Trying to find any reason to try and keep Dick here. Now you were getting angry.
Okay this has gone too far now. You know Bruce is sad that Dick is leaving and though it’s not right way to do it he chooses to express this through anger and inexcusable behavior.
 “Bruce STOP!” You exclaim, almost out of your seat.
“NO MOM it’s obviously how he feels!” you look towards Dick too see he's abandoned his food too, and is standing up from his chair. “You don’t think I can do it! Live on my own. That I'll never be anything more than Robin. Nothing more than your side kick!” 
“That is not what I said!”
“BUT ITS WHAT YOU MEANT!” 
“STOP being ridiculous Dick! I can't believe we are having this discussion right now! especially in front of your mot-” 
“ENOUGH!” their heads snap to you and immediately cower under your gaze.
They're in trouble. They both know it. Raising their voices at each other and throwing cheap shots. But their pride and their ego stop them from admitting their wrongs.
You internally sigh, sometimes it’s too much masculinity in you life.
 “What is the matter with you two, that I can't even mention the tension in the room without you wanting to scream at each other?!” Chest heaving and red in the face from anger. You sit back down, and dig back in to your pasta.
The boys stand there, confused. So confused. They glance at each other for answers, before they remember they are supposed to be mad at each other and look away. 
“uhh. mom?” you look up from your pasta to see Dick looking at you nervously. You soften your face and smile. “Sit down baby.” you turn your head to Bruce “both of you.” They both slowly sit down and dig back into their pasta. 
“Dick, do you want to move out honey?” Honey. Your nickname that’s reserved for him since he was eight years old. That simple word makes all his anger disappear and he raises his head towards you with eyes filled with guilt, like the words he’s about to say is going to make you cry. Probably will.
“I’m ready to leave mom. NOT ready to leave you guys of course, just ready to find myself? As cliche as it sounds. I just want, No... I need to be on my own.” You smile with tears in your eyes and lay your had on his cheek. With watery eyes and a wobbly happy smile. 
“Oh sweetheart, I'm not sad that you want to leave. You leaving doesn't hurt my feelings honey. I’m happy you want to find yourself. Whatever makes you happy hun I'm always going to support you.” You say it with such conviction and truth that dick sags with relief and almost sheds a tear. He smiles his brilliant bright smile back at you. 
“And, your dad I'm sure feels the same way.” You both turn you heads to your husband to see him looking at you both with soft eyes. Bruce sighs before he stands up from his chair. “c’mon chum... lets talk again” he says it so nervous and shy it almost makes you smile, 
Oh your Bruce is just so worried he’s gonna ruin it with Dick. You face back towards your son with a smile and jerk your head towards Bruce. You watch him rise from his seat and follow his dad into the study, both glancing at each other nervously and Dick fiddling his fingers. Oh your boys, you don't know where they would be without you. You hear a cough from the door way to see Alfred looking at you with a raised eye brow and a smile. You just shrug your shoulders and smirk.
************************************************************************
That was two months ago. Bruce and Dick eventually came back from the study their differences reconciled (I will NOT let canon batdad be a man who can't say I love you to his kids shine through in this Bat-mom series! Sorry, not sorry. We only accept good Batdad here!) and we started looking for Dicks new apartment.....in Bludhaven.
 You know when you thought about Dick moving into his own home you thought Gotham. The same city, a few miles away, easy to pop in whenever you missed him but no, it’s a whole different one, but... if that what your baby boy wants that's what he’ll get. 
So you and a very sad Bruce go apartment hunting in Bludhaven. You eventually found an apartment after Bruce saying no to all the other ones and saying they weren't good enough, Dick fell in love with one with an amazing view and Bruce, very slowly admitted he liked it too. That made Dicks smile even bigger.
 Now you, Bruce and Alfred are all alone. No more Dick running to you when he wanted something, no more Dick begging Bruce to fix the railing so he can balance on it again, no more Dick begging Alfred to a make his favorite dinner (Mac and cheese) No more Dick.
 It was sad. You were sad, Bruce was sad, and Alfred was sad. You three were all adjusting to life without Dick in your home every day and night. Sure he called, almost everyday,
”Mom how do I use a can opener?”
 “Do I put the stove on 350 or 360 degrees?”
 “Yeah, yeah I meant oven” but it wasn't the same. 
**********************************************************************************
One night, After Bruce was finished meeting Gordon, and going over the new riddler case. He finds himself driving back there, where it happened. He doesn't do it often but some nights he can't stop himself.
 You know about his drives to Crime Alley and what it does to him, when he comes home and his usual aura of broodiness increases and the bad memories and thoughts come back, but your always there for him when he's ready to talk, with open arms and soothing words, that's what makes him choose to actually go to Crime Alley. The promise you'll be there for him when he comes home.
Your his home.
 He parks the Bat-mobile and gets off and patrols the area for an hour, scaring off criminals and watching over the innocent people of the neighborhood, if he can even call it that, before he decides he should stop torturing himself and makes his way back into the car.
He’s walking towards the car when he sees it. Little stick like legs sticking up underneath the Bat-mobile. Immediately he’s on alert, someone is trying to mess with the Bat-mobile. It’s upon closer inspection and him slowly walking towards the car when he sees that the person is trying to.....trying to steal the tires! Oh... You’d love this.
 He's ready to yell at the person trying to steal from him when he hears a small gasp. He looks towards the tire to see the skinniest boy he’s ever seen with a tire iron in his hand and grime all over his face looking up at him with fear in his eyes. It’s at this moment he wishes he chose to wear a less intimidating costume, because the fear and worry in the little boys eyes make this heart twist. “what are you doing?” He speaks in an unusually soft voice. well as soft as she can while being Batman.
 The boy nervously swings the tire iron in his hand up at bruce. Shocked but quick, bruce catches it before it hits his face and rips it out of the little boys hand. The gangly kid realizing he’s weaponless scrambles up from the ground to his feet and stumbles off into an alley yelling obscenities. Bruce still reeling from the “attack” follows the kid and corners him in the alley way. He asks again in his “Batman voice” this time.
“What are you doing?”
The intimidation obviously spooks the kids because the next thing Bruce knows is the little boy is stuttering out an apology and slides his eyes around not looking at Bruce, he assumes he's too nervous to make eye-contact because when he squats down towards the little boy’s height, he scrambles back into the wall. His eyes widened and his face scrunches up like he is anticipating a hit. Yeah, this hurts. "Hey, I'm not going to hurt you. Okay?"
 The little boy looks up at him with cautious and disbelieving eyes. “How-how do I know you ain’t lying?……..I was going to hit you?” He’s looking at Bruce likes he’s insane. He was going to steal his tires and hit him. Why isn't he upset?!
 “Because that's not what I do.”
The skinny kids silent disbelief tells Bruce what he thinks of that answer.
 “What if I show you something to make you trust me?” he can't believe he’s going to do this. This kid was gonna swing on him with a tire iron. For some reason he admires the action, rather than judging it. The boy looks up at him with disbelief swimming in his eyes before slowly nodding. Bruce takes a deep breath in and hopes he won't regret this, something tells him he won't. He takes off his cowl.
 And looks up towards the boy and hearing his loud gasp makes his lips curl up. “Your- You're..... You're Bruce Wayne! OH MY GOD NO WAY!” 
“okay kid.....settle down ju-”
 “I mean I knew he had to be someone but you? well I never though it be you!” 
he doesn't know if he should be offended or not he chooses to ignore it....for now, he’ll talk to you about it later.
 “Trust me now?” The little boy smiles a big smile,
 “Oh Yeah! definitely now” Bruce puts back his cowl on and asks the boy again. “what were you doing with the Bat-mobile?”
 All traces of a smile wipes off his face and Bruce wants to take the question back because now he's nervous, 
“Ahhh about that, sorry mister I...I s- shouldn't have done that. It’s just if I came back to my... neighborhood with the bat-mobiles tires....I would get a lot of money, and you see I need the money and yeah. YEAH! So sorry for trying to hit you, i was just scared. I’m really really sorry, so yeah and I won’t take your tires again promise.”
 He says it with such honesty Bruce believes him. He reminds him of you. “what’s your name?” Bruce chooses to ask instead of continuing the conversation about tires, it seems to be a good idea because the little boy sheepishly smiles and whispers his name “Jason. Jason Todd” 
It’s fitting Bruce thinks. he can't help but want to keep talking the kid and asks him the question that he definitely knows the answer to, “Are you hungry Jason?” His stomach growls, and they both release soft laughs.
*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_*_
Bruce is late. He usually is back around 2 a.m. to 2:30 a.m. but it’s now three thirty in the morning and you're getting worried. You’re walking down the steps to the bat cave when you hears the engine of the Bat-mobile in the distance. You sigh out of relief of him being okay and on his way, but also ready to yell at him for being late and making you stay up. (you can't fall asleep without him) 
He pulls up into the “driveway” and gets out and just as you're about to yell at him you look down to see a small set of shoes peeking out beneath his cape. Little shoes. Oh, what did he do?
Confused you look towards Bruce for answers to see him looking anywhere but you, suddenly hesitant. Narrowing your eyes you ask the question, “Bruce who’s shoes do those belong to and is there a little someone behind you?” You ask in a silly voice. Hoping to ease whoever is hiding behind your husband.
Bruce huffs out a breath and squats down. Still shielding someone from you. You hear him whispering and it’s when you hear a soft whisper back. Bruce turns his body towards you extending his arm out, you grab it and squat down to his level, “This is Jason” 
You turn your head to see a little boy with the darkest hair and lightest blue eyes you’ve ever seen, and looking at you nervously almost scared of your reaction to him. You softy smile in return and you can visibly see his shoulders drop in relief. You turn towards Bruce with questions in your eyes.
 “Brought him here to stay the night.” You raise your eyebrows out of shock and a happiness that your turn your head back to the 10 year old boy and smile.
 “Hi, I'm Y/n, it’s wonderful to meet you Jason” He smiles back and you think you haven't seen anything more adorable and speaks with the cutest Gotham accent you've ever heard, “it’s nice to meet you too Y/n, it’s okay I stay with you and B?” B awee, Bruce already has a nickname. Makes you want one.
 “Of course Jason, in fact Alfred just made cookies today and I'm sure we can heat them up? do you want to come with me upstairs?” 
He looks up at bruce for approval and you can't help but feel your heart melt in your chest. Bruce nods and sends him a small smile, and Jason whips his head to you and quickly nods his head. You let out a loud laugh and stand up and hold out your hand for him to take, he slowly takes you hand and that’s when you feel warmth spread through your body. His little fingers curling around yours. Makes you think of Dick when he was younger.
It’s barley been five minutes and this kid has you hooked. You don't think you’ll let him go until he gives you a nickname too. And even then you don't think you’ll want to let go.
You lead him upstairs talking his ear off about how good Alfred’s cookies are and how much he’ll like them, and it’s when he shyly asks if there's chocolate chip, you gasp and exclaim “OF COURSE there’s chocolate chip cookies jay!” you don't even notice the name slipped out of your mouth but Jason does and he smiles and lets out a loud laugh, he talks more with you after that.
Bruce knows you’ll have questions and he’ll definitely answer them, but watching you two completely ignore his existence and walk off into your own word in the five minutes of meeting each other, he knows he made the right decision when it came to bringing Jason back home.
 He quickly showers and changes into a t-shirt and sweats and walks up to the doorway of the kitchen to see you two both smiling and laughing, it makes him feel warm inside and he can't wait for Jason to be living with you guys permanently. And when you catch his eyes in the doorway and smile. He knows for sure he made the right choice.
Hope y’all enjoyed, feedback is always appreciated -yella <;33
1K notes · View notes
Conversation
(Bruce's parent/teacher night in Jason's freshman year of high school)
Teacher: So, Jason - great kid, zero ability to focus, super-smart, never takes advantage of his talents...
Bruce: What do you mean?
Teacher: Well for his final question on his midterm exam, he detailed the entire history of the male circumcision.
Bruce: Well, I mean, it does have historical significance, right? I mean -
Teacher: - I teach Economics.
Bruce: Ah, crap.
291 notes · View notes
wondersinwaynemanor · 19 days
Text
can i have this headcanon that when Dick was growing out his hair and Jason was already in the family, that maybe Dick really loved to comb Jason's curly hair? and vice versa???
"Aww. I love your curls, Little Wing. It makes you more precious." Dick commented when he combed young Jason's hair one night after patrol.
Dick tried to make this a daily occurance, but it was hard as sometimes he was away from Jason. and there were those arguments with Bruce that led to hurtful words and doubts. but Dick tried his best to be there for Jason.
"Shuut uuup, Dickface." Young Jason huffed, but blushing and trying to hide his smile from his big brother. "And don't call me Little Wing. I'm not little."
Dick gave a soft laugh at that. "Sure, whatever you say."
it didn't matter how many times young Jason complained that he didn't want Dick to take care of his hair or call him that endearment, but Dick knew that his younger brother secretly loved it.
"Now, it's my turn!" Young Jason would happily comb Dick's long hair and he wished he would have a hair like his big brother.
Dick would answer, "If you have a long, curly hair, you would look like a prince."
"Shuut uuup, Dick." Young Jason muttered behind Dick as he hid his growing smile. "Aren't you the prince here?"
Dick smiled lovingly at his reply.
84 notes · View notes
zukadoodleswithrin · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
“Last night I dreamed I was a bottle of ketchup. And you were mustard. Which is weird, because usually you're mayonnaise in my dreams. Why do you suppose that is?”
What do you mean Damian wasn’t a silly kid? Of course he was!
This is my Jason Al’ghul AU
Talia found Jason and almost immediately dropped him in the pit allowing Jay and Dami to have somewhat of a relationship together.
(Technically this is also a omegaverse au but let’s see how far I go with that. Jay is an omega and Dami is a soon to be alpha.)
Edit: I forgot to mention in this particular AU jay and Dami are siblings but view them as you like
49 notes · View notes
autisticredhood · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
i love when young jason is just like. i will be copying my dad exactly :) 
3K notes · View notes