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Bruce and Jasoncs first meeting- Transcribed!
Hello, I transcribed part of Batman #408, aka. Bruce and Jason’s first meeting! I did it so I would have an easier time writing my fic, like copy and paste certain dialogue, and thought that it may be useful for some others too. Each paragraph is describing one panel.
The Batmobile is parked in an alley. Three tires are missing.
Batman: I don't believe it!
Narrator: And Batman does something he has never done before, in Crime Alley
Batman: *laughs*
Batman: *kneels on the passenger's seat’s side to inspect the tires* I have to hand it to ‘em - it takes stones to rip of the Batman’s buggy
Jason is seen going to the Batmobile while looking over his right shoulder. He wears a red long-sleeved shirt, red jeans and a black vest.
Narrator: And as Batman kneels to appraise the situation, a criminal returns to the scene of the crime
Batman is still kneeling, but now Jason has walked around the car, standing in front of Batman.
Batman: Well- Come to finish the job, boy?
Jason: Whoops.
Batman stands up, Jason quickly hides the tire iron behind his left thigh.
Batman: *scowls* You’re going to give me back my tires
Jason: Who says I took ‘em?
Batman stems his hands into his hips. Jason has the tire iron perfectly behind his back. His right hand indicates that he’s nervous.
Batman: What else is the tire iron for?
Jason swings the tire iron right into Batman's right side, onto the ribs.
Jason: This!
Batman clutches his left side with his right arm. Jason is running away.
Batman: You little son of a gun
Jason: Come and catch me, you big boob!
Jason runs into an alley across from the Batmobile.
Batman looks around the corner of said alley.
Batman: I could stop him easily enough, but maybe I should let him lead me to my whitewalls.
Jason is seen climbing the fire escape of a condemned building.
He closes the door behind him. He is now in the hallway of said condemned building. There is a bottle and trash on the floor, graffiti and other writings on the walls, the ceiling has a hole in it. At the end of the hallway is a window. It seems to have been barricaded with wood planks once, but only the top ones remain, the ones on the bottom have been destroyed.
Jason walks into a room across from the door he just closed. The green paint is missing here and there, leaving patches that reveal the wall material. There is a thin, rugged, yellow carpet on the floor. In the corner across from the door is a mattress on the floor. Two pillows are at the head of it that is touching the wall and a blanket is covering neatly the rest of the mattress. Next to the head of the mattress where the pillows lie is a pile of comics, the top one being “Ape-man”. A few feet in front of the mattress on the left side is also a passageway to the next room. When you enter the room, there are two tires leaning against the left wall. When you enter and look to the right, there are two tires stacked on top of each other with a third leaning against them.
Jason is now sitting on the mattress, about to light a cigarette. Batman is standing right behind him in the other room, a corner of his cape goes around the passageway. On the wall to the left of the mattress is a poster with a skull, the words “Poison Idea” written on it. On that side is also a stereo on a shelf, which also hosts other things, probably cassettes (as CD’s only became popular in the mid 90’s and this comic was published in 1987), maybe some comics and books too. On the wall behind the mattress is a poster of a man with the words “Eric Peters”.
Batman steps into the room Jason is occupying, standing in front of the mattress.
Batman: That’ll stunt your growth, kid.
Jason is standing up and pointing at the two tires leaned against the wall. His right hand is balled into a fist.
Jason: Take your lousy tires, already, and go- just lemme alone!
Batman spreads out his arms
Batman: Son… do you… live here?
Jason: Yeah! What of it? It’s mine and I like it.
We get a wider shot of the room. The mattress is at the left back corner. In the right back corner is an armchair propped against the right wall. Right next to it’s left is a small carton or shelf and next to it are stacked multiple cans on top of each other. On the right side of the armchair is a barricaded window, beneath it is a heating. There is not just one side board shelf on the back wall where the mattress is, but multiple. All filled very neatly. Next to the last shelf are again multiple cans which are stacked very neatly together.
Jason is scowling, having his arms crossed. Behind him on one of the shelves is a frame, in it the portrait of a woman.
Batman: And your mother?
Jason: She’s dead. She got sick. Okay? Now get outa here!
Jason turns towards Batman and swings his right fist at him. Batman has his left arm outstretched and put it on Jason's head in order to keep him away from him.
Jason: Or do I have to make you leave?
Batman picks up Jason by Jason’s left wrist, lifting him into the air.
Batman: You’re a scrappy one, I’ll say that much for you.
Batman is standing at the ground, at the bottom of the fire escape. Jason is letting a tire down from above, the tire being tied on a rope.
Batman: I’m afraid it isn't enough to just give me back my property
Jason and Batman are walking side by side, Batman having clutched one tire under his arms, Jason rolling a tire in front of him.
Jason: You’re gonna fink to the cops, huh? Figures.
Batman: Not the cops. I think we do have to tell the juvenile authorities about you…
Jason is still looking forward, while Batman is looking at Jason.
Jason: I can fend for myself just fine! I know how to make it on the streets - and I like it there!
Jason is looking up, pointing with his right thumb at himself. He seems determined.
Jason: I don’t want to wind up in some crummy orphanage. Or some foster home where I’m somebody's pet charity case. I’m my own man! Me, Jason Todd!
Jason is kneeling down and mounts a tire onto the Batmobile, Batman standing next to him.
Batman: Jason Todd, huh? Pretty fancy handle for a street kid. How long was your mother sick?
Jason: Over a year. I found her food and stuff - kepr her warm - and alive… long as I could
Batman is standing behind Jason now and puts his left hand on Jason's shoulder.
Batman: What about school, son?
Jason: I graduates a long time ago - from the streets of Crime Alley.
There is one more page which I didn't transcribe because it’s about Batman bringing Jason to Ma Gunn’s School, something which I won’t include in my fic. Feel free to check out the comic tho, I highly recommend it. Especially the next one too, because Jason helps Batman take down the headmaster in her crime scheme!
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confused-wanderer · 4 months
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When Jason was little, he wanted to sound as intimidating as he could for Robin, and so copied Batman’s behaviour and voice, and would also imitate Dick because he was the first Robin and just so cool Jason couldn’t help look upto him as the standard (still is to a certain extent for present day Jason though he’ll never admit it).
So today, Jason can not only perfectly embody their body language so much so that if you couldn’t see his face you would think it’s them, he can also uncannily mimic their voices.
He uses this to their utmost advantage and it results in chaos every time. Just image scenarios like you’re in Gotham trying to rob houses in peace at night, you hear “Well well well something darks happening.” and of course you’re fucked but it’s Nightwing so you’re not that fucked and when you look to the source of the sound you find yourself staring down the feared crime lord Red Hood aiming a bazooka at you.
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rubydubydoo122 · 3 months
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Bruce who just finished an argument with Dick, walking in the library to see tiny Jason reading: I hope you never grow too old for me
Jason: ok— *dies*
Bruce: WAIT!! NO!!! THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT!! THIS IS SO MUCH WORSE
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tired-teddybear · 3 months
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jason, coming back from the dead and seeing tim as robin: how could bruce replace me? how could he give robin to someone else?
dick, who created robin in honor of his dead parents and then had bruce take it away and give it to jason without even asking him:
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dragonpyre · 4 months
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Reverse Robin! Another piece for a gift exchange. This time for the awesome @cornflowerbluewrites
Part 2
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mylifeingotham · 25 days
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bobbinalong · 7 months
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updated the sillies! now with duke and, just so people would stop asking about him, jason.
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tiffycat · 1 year
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The one(s) who died
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bunnvoid · 1 year
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Panel redraw for a discord sticker hdjs he’s a lil guy
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betterthanbatman1 · 11 months
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Clark: Butts are for sittin’ not for sassin’
Robin: Kill me now
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fanaticalthings · 2 years
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Just thinking about how Jason had a bit of a rough childhood and considering the state his parents were in, I feel like he probably wasn't held much?
So can you imagine Jason getting carried by Bruce for the first time and absolutely loving it, but he's too afraid to show how much he actually enjoys it, which gives Bruce the impression he shouldn't do it often, until Jason has to shyly ask B to pick him up like how a 5yo would be asked to be carried by their parent like:
[Jason lightly tugging on Bruce's shirt]
Bruce, looking down at him: What is it, Jay? Do you need something?
and it's just Jason hesitantly raising his arms up hoping Bruce will get the message sjoajdiididjns
and ofc Bruce is absolutely elated that his son loves to be held by him and squeezes him extra tightly when he picks him up
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I always have to smile at myself when I read a fanfic in which Bruce immediately catches Jason after he hits with his tire iron.
I get why fanfic writers do it, so they can move the plot along without having to write the chase after Jason or the scene when they do talk in the condemned building that Jason sleeps in. I get it.
But I always have to think about canon then.
Because not only did Jason manage to run away from Batman.
He also called him a 'big boob'.
I repeat. He gets caught jacking the tires. Tries to deny it. Hits Batman with a tire iron, runs away and insults him.
This 12-year old did something that every rogue would never even dream of.
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confused-wanderer · 16 days
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After Jason came back, he’d catch glimpses of the Waynes on tv.
One day he’s changing, half heartedly tuning into the voice of Dick on camera as he’s happily talking to a child, ignoring the pang of hurt that he barely talked to Jason like that.
“…- Jason.”
That catches his attention. He freezes, keeping his helmet on the stand which he was about to put on, years of habit and familiarity itching for him to answer.
He looks to the screen, Dicks look of shock and guilt matching his own before it’s quickly gone. He’d called the child Jason. By accident. And there’s this heavy cloud of silence that settles over Dick, his eyes far away as his fingers, outstretched towards the child suddenly flinch as if muscle memory of the past had evaporated once reality settled in.
The channel pauses, everything in the room goes silent and Jason’s head is buzzing with dread, and a hint of longingness to hear Dick say his name again with such fondness.
The feeling lasts only a split second, the same amount of time it takes the facade of social charmer Dick Grayson to slide back into place. The channel flickers, and when it returns the host drones on and in about the new Wayne Foundation shelter for children living on the streets. But Dick, Jason noticed, is nowhere to be seen.
And when a couple weeks later he runs onto Nightwing’s territory , he hears his henchmen mocking the man from the other side of the warehouse.
“Where’s the little robin aye? Poof! You lost him!”
He doesn’t hear from them again, and they all don’t stop shaking after Nightwing done with them. They haven’t spoken since, but they all scream in terror and vomit every time they see a bird.
Or more specifically, when a robin sings.
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tired-teddybear · 2 months
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things in DC canon i’ll literally never get over
1. dick finds out batman replaced him as robin (without asking him) from the NEWSPAPER and simultaneously finds out bruce adopted a new kid without telling him (to make things worse: bruce didn’t even adopt dick)
2. dick finds out jason died from the newspaper (AGAIN? REALLY BRUCE?) and bruce had the fucking funeral WITHOUT HIM while he was still in space
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dragonpyre · 22 days
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Reverse Robins! Follow up to this comic where Robin!Jason meets a certain someone...
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mylifeingotham · 10 days
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