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fact-dogsarehappiness · 2 months
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Another reason why I’m a firm believer in letting Bruce get old is because the idea of him looking and his dark haired children without his glasses on and genuinely not being able to tell them apart is unparalleled
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chbernier · 3 days
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nakedcomedy · 21 days
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#LosAngeles See you THIS Tuesday for #Free pizza from Hail Mary Pizza and comedy from so many outstanding performers:
Todd Glass (HBO)
Dulcé Sloan (The Great North)
Andrea Jim (Late Late Show)
Robby Hoffman (Netflix)
Greta Titelman (Problemista)
Brian Bahe (Comedy Central)
Save $5 on pre-sale tickets now!!
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fishtre · 4 months
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Practice for faces and expressions + character study focused on negative traits or could-be-flaws. Other traits shared by Bats: violent, broody, over-achiever, proud, good is not nice (various degree)...
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megamindsupremacy · 1 year
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Batfam playing never have I ever:
Jason: okay, to start off, never have I ever lost my spleen to assassins
Tim: oh fuck you. Targeting isn't allowed
Jason: who do you think you're playing with? Targeting is absolutely allowed
Tim: *takes shot* Alright, never have I ever died
Jason: oh come ON
Dick: does my death count if it was only technically-
Steph: if you have to put a "technically" in front of it then it counts. Take the shot Dick
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I’m thirstin
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fic-over-cannon · 5 months
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Okay but Jason Todd with glasses. You get a pair of blue light glasses, large framed and black. He teases you about trying to look like Clark Kent, tells you you’re still cuter though. He doesn’t quite get why you bother with them but you find them helpful and that’s all that matters. After a long night of looking at screens while working a frustratingly difficult case, the eye strain is getting aggravating. You’ve left your glasses on the coffee table, and he thinks why not. And yeah, the glasses do make a difference, he manages to crack the case before dawn and without the nagging eye pain. You find him in the morning, sprawled out on the couch, glasses askew but still perched on his nose. He wakes up to you giggling and snapping a photo. You tell him to keep them, that they look better on him anyway (because wow they really do make his eyes look so large, his lashes longer and darker). Some nights, when he’s working late, you get treated to the lovely sight of him in them. Your handsome reporter, you tease him back.
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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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hearts4robs · 4 months
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𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬👓
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“Busting out the glasses, huh, four eyes?” You taunted with a grin as you glanced at Jason.
Jason squints his eyes at you, his dark-rimmed glasses pushed up his nose. He slowly pushes them up in his hair instead, an embarrassed flush creeping up his neck. His curls curl wildly around the plastic rims of his reading glasses.
“Fuck off.” Jason grumbles as he grabs his wallet from the kitchen counter, slipping it in his pocket. You fail to fight back a small laugh, filling up your thermo-cup with coffee. You close the lid before grabbing your pre-packed tote bag from the counter.
“Let’s go get you your books, nerd.” You nudge Jason’s arm as the two of you exit the kitchen, squeezing into the slim hallway that were your entrance. Slipping on your shoes and jackets, Jason locks the apartment once he closes the door.
“Not a nerd, by the way.” Jason defends himself as the two of you makes your way down the stairs of your apartment building. Your arm was linked with his, your hand mindlessly having a loose hold on his bicep, his own hands shoved in the pockets of his jacket.
“Not a nerd? Babe, we’re going to a book-market in downtown, the opposite end of town, because you’re in search for this one book that you’re oh, so desperate to read.” You tease, grinning as the two of your turn another corner, continuing down the stairs.
“Of Mice and Men, John Steinbeck.” Jason quickly corrects you, clicking his tongue slightly in annoyance as he pushes the front door open, allowing you to slip out first, Jason following closely.
“Yeah,” you roll your eyes, shooting him a knowing smile. “a nerd.” You say, yours and Jason’s steps synchronising as your walk onto the side-walk.
“I’m not a nerd, I seriously don’t know where you got that stupid idea from.” Jason tries to, and without success, defend himself again. You arch your brow at him, a playful smirk on your lips as you fish your phone out of your pocket. It takes a few tries to successfully find what you’re searching for, but once you got it, you’re grinning.
“Aha. Definition of nerd: ‘a person who is extremely enthusiastic and knowledgeable about a particular subject, especially one of special or niche interest’.” You read out loud, struggling to suppress your wide grin as the two of you come to a stop at a pedestrian crossing sign.
Jason snorts audibly, rolling his eyes. You turn off your phone, slipping it back in your pocket before looking up at Jason.
“Would you not say that you’re rather enthusiastic about books? And is it not a bit niche that a enthusiastic book-reader needs reading glasses?” You say, a wide grin on your face as you tease Jason, his eyes rolling in his skull.
“I do not need these glasses-“ Jason tries to defend again as the light turns green, immediately walking onto the road to reach the opposite side of the side-walk.
“You refuse to read without them.” You quickly say, giving his bicep a comforting squeeze. “Don’t worry, I love you anyways.”
“Love me anyways?”
“I love you anyways, nerd.”
“You’re disgusting.”
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You smile to yourself as you wrap your cold fingers around the ceramic mug in your hand. Your eyes travel over the dips and bulges of your boyfriend. His much needed reading glasses resting right above the arch of his nose, eyes focused on the old pages of the book in his hand. His rough fingers gently flip the pages, his pen restlessly being spun between the fingers of his free hand. He was so focused, his thump thumping at the corner of the page he had reached. It was a downright beautiful sight, gorgeous and an absolutely God-sent view.
Sure, his curls were damp from the rain that was now drumming against the window, and yeah, his glasses were honestly not the cleanest or most straight, but he made it all work, somehow.
Jason was almost half-way through his book already, the pages already fallen victim to Jason’s restless thoughts, quickly scribbled down where there was place.
“You sure you’re not a nerd?”
“Shut up, [your name].”
You can’t suppress the chuckle bubbling past your lips as you bring you mug back to your lips.
“Alright, four eyes, love you.”
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Notes. A little blurb for you <3!
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betterthanbatman1 · 1 year
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Broke: Jason reads when he’s alone so that he doesn’t get disturbed by his annoying siblings 🙄
Woke: Jason reads when he’s alone because he has ugly reading glasses and looks like a grandma with the string around his neck so he doesn’t lose them.
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thejasontoddarchives · 3 months
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Brothers in Blood will trick you into thinking it’s just a silly crack scenario brought to life and Jason just concocted this plan for shits and giggles. Then you get a single page like this:
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Nightwing (1996-) #121
that reveals he wanted/desperately needed shreds of acceptance even if it was coated in layers of resentment irritation and doubt after going through this:
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Batman (1940-) #650
And it had to be from someone who isn’t Bruce
#jason todd#dick grayson#dc#brothers in blood#look sometimes people need to find the least vulnerable way to be vulnerable and this was that#because the fact is he is vulnerable but the last time he revealed that without undercutting the moment with jokes and giggles#it turned out fabulously wrong for him#if he distracts Dick as much as possible so he'll never find out how much of a mess he is right now or what he actually wants#he can still get that confirmation that Dick cares about him without risking something happening that would be his second final straw#even the telegram where he finally sort of reveals what this was about by thanking Dick for still having his back he has to make it wacky#the ww3 comic that preludes this is even more fascinating#because I do think the cover art is ... impactful?#Jason's holding the Nightwing suit in one hand and the red hood helmet in the other and looking solemnly at his Robin suit glass case#granted it is the pill helmet but still. anyway#he’s doing this not long after Bruce slit his throat and prior to that told Alfred to keep the glass case as in the cave in uth#because meeting Jason again changed nothing and he might as well still be dead to him so that uber-tombstone stays#ofc Jason never heard that convo but it's clear he put the pieces together by himself now while looking at the case#and he’s stranded as to what he should do + silently devastated#because he knows now that he doesn’t matter (in the only way that does matter) to the one person who was the most important in his life#after his parents were gone#so then he decides to come to Dick with this because he really is the only other person who was in his life if only very briefly#anyway that was just my interpretation of that cover but how Jason is actually written in the story is just … off in many ways#but yea#this page and that ww3 cover did kinda solidify what his motivation was for the brothers in blood arc#it was good#if only the execution of everything else was better … The premise/foundation was there
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storiesconsumemysoul · 5 months
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Okay for everyone who's new (or new-ish) to James Somerton and who are looking at all the compiled evidence and thinking to themselves (or incessantly posting/saying out loud ...) "how could so many people fall for this guy's bs? I get the "baby queers" but everyone else? are his fans braindead?? this is so absurd!" I recommend a) taking that part of you that wants to snarkily flex your intellectually superior steel mind for a nice walk by the beach for second, and b) maybe hear from those fans themselves? They sure are doing a whole lot of questioning and reflecting across mediums about confirmation bias, appearance of authority, giving benefit of doubt, etc. etc. that we would all gain from engaging with.
Here's a good place to start.
youtube
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sourkreem · 5 days
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a bunch of shit stained brain rot
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opera-ghost · 1 year
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josh groban & annaleigh ashford in sweeney todd
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Jason should have to move Roys hat to kiss him more often in fics, and he should be very annoyed about it.
Roy should have a Pavlovian reaction to it, and that should bite him in the ass at some point.
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inahallucination · 1 year
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neil: todd never looks me in the eye when i wear my glasses he must hate them
todd’s head 24/7:
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