Today’s the day!!
HEY that's MY emotional support morally ambiguous misunderstood full of trauma touch starved yearning for love drenched in blood responsible for numerous atrocities comfort character who is TRYING & u will TREAT them with RESPECT
Lost Days is so precious to me, not only because it knows what death means for Jason’s story- to be turned into a husk, an object, something to pin one’s hopes and fears on but not an agent himself- but also because it knows what it means for Jason to come back to life. To claw back the idea of who he is.
And it knows who Jason is. He’s a Hero. He’s Bruce’s son. It says something about how deeply Jason internalized everything he was taught, that when stripped of everything else he still knows how to be Robin.
Forcefully ripping off that red bat symbol of Jason's chest and handing him loaded and lethal guns like I'm sending him off to school or something
I thought he’d like the shirt.
and in the rubble of his empire, laid his greatest failure
so many thoughts about the infamous batarang. i love this damned injury so much i add a batarang scar whenever i can haha
ladies and gentlemen, this singular drawing is why i’ve been dead for a month. i’ve come to the conclusion that i will never finish this & that it’s doing me more harm than good. i do hope you all still enjoy it though!
Jason everywhere for those who have the eyes to see him
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