Is It OK If I Make A Fic Of The Post Where Jason's Goons Think He's Trans? I'll Credit U Ofc!

Is it OK if I make a fic of the post where Jason's goons think he's trans? I'll credit u ofc!

It's more than okay! Two fics have already been written (I haven't gotten around to promoting the second one yet but I'll do it soon) and they made me so happy!! And please let me know when you write it so I can check it out and promote it!

Illustration from that one fight scene in chapter one of The Protector, please ignore that I can't do correct lighting

I hc Tim as simultaneously highly competent and completely useless at taking care of himself. Like, you know these expensive y-food meal-bottles that are supposed to contain all the nutrients of a balanced meal without the time-consumption and come with the flavouring options vanilla, watermelon and cum? He drinks one of these for each meal while at work without taking a break for it, along with his iron supplement, protein shake ane vitamin D supplement because God forbid he stops doing things for something as stupid as a walk.

But don't worry! He's well aware than downtime, hobbies and having a social life are necessary for a healthy and balanced lifestyle and development, which is why he has plenty of those! How unfortunate that he is both platonically and romantically attracted to people with a propension for dying and intense levels of flirting with danger, and that his hobbies are photography (of vigilantism and crime scenes), skateboarding without a helmet (not bad but the fact that this is safest is funny) and vigilantism.

Thankfully, Tim understands that many of his life experiences can be detrimental to his well-being (he did the Childhood Adverse Experiences tally and was unimpressed with the implications for his score), which is why he goes to therapy. Unfortunately, as this therapist is a civilian, he goes as Alvin Draper and has devised a complex backstory and code to talk about his issues in metaphors, which has become intricate to the point of uselessness because the therapist is now taking very good care of Alvin Draper instead of Tim.

Sleep? That's useful! Unfortunately, it's also hard to go by, but he calculated he can go at 80% of his capacities by sleeping exactly two sleep cycles less than what would be healthy, leaving him a little tired all the time but alert enough to function well. Thankfully his rigid schedule in which he writes everything helps him stay on top of things, as well as the modified energy drink he engineered to give him three times more caffeine than store-bought options with zero sugar in it (because you gotta stay healthy!!!) that tastes amazing with peach and mango flavours.

Everything is fine. Tim is doing great. He is absolutely in control, and has a perfectly adequate handle on the situation that will definitely not send him into a crisis if something unpredicted happens (which it won't, since he has contingency plans for everything, of course. As stated, he is in control).

I really like the idea that Tim is the only one in his entire family who actually takes care of himself, and still looks like a mess. He's the one who correctly takes his antibiotics, he's the one who goes to a therapist, the one who falls asleep on a regular basis, and yet he's still a complete mess. Like, sorry Tim, the literal universe is against you, sorry

Guys we have a fic! I repeat this is not a drill, we have a fic!!!

It's so good, the goons are adorable and they're giving Jason all the love he deserves (and going after the Batfam with undeserved prejudice).

Y'all check out Not the man I used to be by Imaybecringebutiamfree !! https://archiveofourown.org/works/57473014

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Random goon: Hey boss, were you the one to pick that name as an alias? And why this one?

Red Hood : I used to have another name, before... A long time ago. But that person is dead now. I get to choose for myself now, they can't take that from me. I won't let them.

Goon: Huh.

***

Random Goon: Say boss, why do you never take off your shirt in front of us?

Red Hood: Well uh, I actually have that really fucked scar on my chest and I'm not comfortable with...

Random Goon: Don't worry boss, we get it, you don't have to explain yourself to us.

***

Red Hood, high on some toxin: God, I wish my family...

Random Goon (on boss-sitting duty): why not try reaching out to them?

Red Hood: They would never accept me as I am now... They wouldn't agree with my so-called "life choices". Besides, they don't miss me, they miss the person they think I used to be... I wasn't even a man when I last saw them.

Random Goon: Damn boss, that sucks.

***

And then the goons throw the Red Hood a party on trans visibility day and Jason is so confused he straight up cries.

What are you asking about? Primary/secondary blast injury zones? The mechanics of how an explosion needs pressure buildup? Speed differential between the Thermal pulse/blast wave?

Mostly trying to figure out how to (in terms of material) deflagrate a glass, metal and electronics window-sized flat structure as quickly as possible (aka how to perfect the maximise structural damage to minimize potential casualty ratio) and how wide the primary/secondary blast zones would be.

(it's for a fanfic, I promise. Don't do this at home kids)