Galacta

[zan-miya]

bruce finding out that jason is still a crybaby 🥹 jason act tough but if you push him a bit more in a personal arguments he'd start spilling fat tears down his cheeks and now you have an armful of sad boy in your arms. bruce forgot this fact every single time they fight.

happy father's day to bruce who needs to navigate through the many many emotions of his kids 😭 this is what you get for adopting a gaggle of children

[pastelchelle]

Doodle post. Featuring: how I wished UTRH ended.

[euckaryote]

Finished my Dandy’s World Designs!!

I improved a lot over this past year and wanted to redesign everybody again for fun. It took a whiiiile but hooray! Reblogging with the event toons next yayayayy

[euckaryote]

and thats everybody!!:]]]

[turrondeluxe]

let's loaf with mama

yeah

[heyget]

Dick, who keeps trying to introduce Jason to people, and Jason, who does not need introductions

Dick: And this is my close friend, Roy! I think you'll like him.

Jason, sweating, trying to keep a secret: Hey man

Roy: Hey babe

[unbearable-lightness-of-ink]

dear smut writers,

to lave means to wash/bathe/lap at, and it's in basically every sex scene ever

a lathe is a machine that smoothes a spinning piece of wood or metal by cutting thin layers off it, and it's also in an unfortunate number of sex scenes

so when you say things like this:

I am imagining things like this:

[abalidoth]

Is this what they mean by CNC kink?

[gaycatastrophe]

wasn’t a beautiful night. pesis is peeled

[capriciouswrites]

on the sixth day of halloween my true boo gave to me...one (not) hallucination

Any mission that the Outlaws were able to get away from was a good mission. Except they’re maybe having some issues with the actual getting away part. Kori is out for the count — Jason has her in a fireman’s carry, walking backwards while he covers their retreat — and Roy is well aware that there is probably something really wrong with his leg. But he can hobble onto the ship and get it into the air and —

They make it out of danger, which is to say, the planet they’re leaving doesn’t have space travel yet, before the alarms start going and he’s pulling up the screen and —

“Shit, shit,” he chants and tries the fixes he knows and, he presses the intercom button so that he can be heard wherever Jason’s ended up — his bet is on the infirmary getting Kori settled, and healed if he can. “We’re losing pressure, bad. There’s a break in the hull, front port — if you can get Kori awake she might be able to weld it shut until we can get somewhere to fix it for real, but we’ve probably only got like three hours before we’re space dust if we don’t stop it.”

“Kori isn’t going to wake up for a while,” Jason says from behind him, and Roy jumps so hard in shock he jars his leg and has to swallow back a pained whimper. He must succeed because Jason doesn’t stop talking his voice no longer filtered through his helmet. “I’ve got her stabilized but the system can’t figure out what they drugged her with. But I’ll take care of the hull if you can just keep driving us home.”

And as soon as Jason says that the alarms stop blaring and when Roy checks the readouts it says they’re holding steady and that doesn’t make any sense. Kori can seal up a crack but Jason can’t — and how could he do it from the bridge with him — what did he do, threaten to shoot at it and make it behave?

“How —“ Roy turns around and abruptly forgets how to breathe. “Okay,” he says, transfixed and having more than a little trouble thinking, “I know I said that the only place I was hurt was my leg, but I think I was wrong. I think I hit my head. Or got drugged. Or something because…” He gestures expansively with his hands even though there’s no way Jason could intuit what he’s seeing.

And he, honestly, doesn’t have words for it.

Jason walks closer. And Roy honestly isn’t sure if he’s a hallucination, although he can feel the vibration of the steps on the metal flooring so if he’s a hallucination he’s a solid one, or if the hallucination is just what he’s wearing. Which is, well, it’s not his Red Hood gear that’s for sure.

But Jason is frowning and his hands are coming up to Roy’s shoulders and carefully guiding him back to sit down and then those same careful hands are checking Roy’s head and —

And Roy cannot think because there is a cleavage window and he’s not blind, he knows that Jason has a nice chest, the things he wears under his body armor are tight but…but this is — this is just too much.

Something about the cleavage window is a lot more provocative than just no shirt, too, and Roy can’t even make fun of the fact that the cut out is in the shape of a bat because — because if he makes fun of it maybe it’ll go away and that is absolutely the last thing he wants.

Of course, if it’s a hallucination it’s going to either go away or get worse or something but —

Holy shit, he’s just going to enjoy this for as long as he can.

“How many fingers am I holding up?” Jason asks, and Roy can see there’s a hand extended but he cannot move his gaze from where it’s locked. Jason is always covered up — which Roy hasn’t thought much of until now and now he’s not sure he’s going to be able to think of anything else ever again.

“Are your nipples pierced?” he asks, his own voice sounds an octave higher and much breathier than he’s used to but, well, he’s pretty sure no one could blame him if they could see what he’s seeing. Which no one else can because this is absolutely a figment of his imagination.

Jason laughs, which does interesting things to his chest and Roy is starting to wonder if maybe the oxygen leak was worse then he thought and he’s dying and hallucinating and —

But Jesus, what a way to go.

“You’re fine, Harper,” Jason says with a huff, but his fingers are still gentle against the back of Roy’s skull.

“I know you are, but what am I,” Roy responds and then fails to stop his hand from reaching up and touching the chest in front of him. For a hallucination it seems very solid. And he’d think that maybe Jason was actually there but he can feel the warmth of silky skin and — “Jesus,” he breathes. “I might be dying and my mind is trying to give me something nice to see.”

There’s a choked sound that Roy thinks is probably a smothered laugh. “Okay, get the autopilot set up and we’ll get your knee looked at.”

Roy would, he really would, but as much as he’s bragged about being able to fly the ship blindfolded or one handed he actually can’t and he can’t look away from the glorious sight in front of him so — he whimpers when Jason turns him around, and he tries to keep looking over his shoulder but then those hands are turning his face back towards the screen and —

Petulantly he gets the autopilot set up towards the nearest friendly planet they’ll be able to do repairs at. There’s still, he thinks, a decent chance they’re actually already dead but he might as well try and hey, if they’re not and he just took a knock to the head it’ll be a good story later.

“There, set,” he says, and promptly turns around — only to be lifted up and out of the chair and — okay, so it’s not a cleavage window but it’s still a good view. The hallucination suit is a lot tighter than the Red Hood outfit and Roy wants to know if he can petition for Jason to swap his pants out for tights because damn. “Are you wearing heels?” he asks, after a moment as his gaze trails closer to the ground.

“I’m literally holding the ship together and you care about my heels,” Jason says, voice light like this is something they joke about and Roy is just, not having a good time processing.

“They do,” Roy says, reaching out a hand to pat the body part in question, “amazing things to your ass.”

The jostle he gets for that is probably fair, to be honest, even if he can tell Jason is still being careful of his knee. And then he’s being put down on the exam chair for the robo-doc to take a look at his knee and he can look at the full sight as Jason punches in the instructions to the wall unit and some dull spark of memory flairs to life.

“Wait, are you — are you seriously a Star Sapphire?” Roy asks, incredulous, not because he doesn’t think Jason is one of the most loving people he knows — if hidden behind an epic amount of surly attitude and ammunition most of the time — but because shouldn’t he have…

Vaguely the memory of a drinking game when they first teamed up comes back to him and —

Jason shoots him an amused look before clicking the last button on the wall and Roy falls back with a groan as the med-robot blocks his view.

“It’s unfair that you’ve been hiding this suit from us! You’ve been holding out and I, for one, am deeply offended!” Roy shouts out the open door after Jason, because yes, okay he thought he was dying and hallucinating but he refuses to be ashamed of what really was a natural reaction to Jason Todd in a skin tight Star-Sapphire uniform with heels and a cleavage window.

[comatose--overdose]

Okay so lantern rings can make changes to the physiology of their bearers, we know this because the red lantern rings basically replace the hearts of its wielders and turns their blood to napalm that they can vomit out and set things on fire with.

So I feel like Star Sapphire rings could and SHOULD....give their wielders heart shaped pupils and healing kisses.

Why do I want this?

Because Star Sapphire Jason Todd is everything to me and I want him to have these traits so badly I can't stand myself.

[chiclete-com-manga]

he's rented a whole ass office building in my head

[chiclete-com-manga]

was reading some fics and kinda had to draw him

[ilostmygenderalongwithmydignity]

Star Sapphire Jason Todd, but the ring shows up after the Batarang Incident as his people are dragging him to Leslie’s clinic, which results in

Ring: Jason Todd of Ear-

Goon 1: Dude, you can’t just say that, don’t you know ANYTHING about vigilantes?

Goon 2: Yeah, when he’s in the suit he’s Red Hood, get it right

Ring:

Ring: Red Hood of Earth,

Goon 3: “Of Earth?” That’s weird, man

Goon 1: Yeah, if anything he’s “of Gotham”

Goon 2: Nah, Hood’s “of Crime Alley”

And Jason is sitting there trying not to laugh as his people bully a fucking Lantern Ring, because he’s still bleeding and Leslie would genuinely eviscerate him for moving before she’s done with his stitches. Eventually they end up forcing the ring to explicitly lay out everything that accepting the ring would entail like it’s a work contract, and he’s actually kind of proud of them because it meant they were listening, and he doesn’t have the heart to tell them he already knows what a Star Sapphire is (though he did technically learn a few details he hadn’t known before, so it was probably good they did it anyway).

Anyway, the ring eventually makes its offer (calling him Red Hood of Crime Alley in a bid to not be interrupted), and Jason waits as his goons debate the pros and cons, wondering when the ring will realize he can’t actually give verbal consent at the moment due to the, y’know, recently slit throat.

He eventually does accept the ring, once it’s determined that he can choose his outfit and won’t draw too much attention to himself by glowing. It’s probably pretty good timing, since even though Leslie did a good job putting him back together (while all of this was going on, the ring refused to leave him and his people were adamant on fighting for his legal rights against the cosmic entity, which she tolerated as long as they helped and stayed physically out of the way), his throat still hurts like a bitch and the healing magic that rushes through him is pure relief. Anyway, due to the way they had the ring word the proposal, the newest Star Sapphire is logged officially as “Red Hood of Crime Alley,” and Hal immediately starts sweating, absolutely dreading having to tell Spooky that his Crime Lord Problem just got significantly more complicated.

Leslie bargains to have Jason use healing magic on more severe cases, and they set up a schedule for him to work shifts at the clinic, and then she immediately goes to beat Batman’s ass for what happened since she is well aware of who Jason Todd is, and the goons may have already forcefully ejected his name from their minds in respect, but she still hasn’t forgiven Bruce for forcing her to perform an honestly pretty irrelevant autopsy on the kid. She can ask him how he came back later.

Jason is just trying to see how accurately he can form construct versions of his guns. The pink is a bit much, but the unlimited ammo is pretty sweet

[tubeon-deactivated20260110]

When ur dick “flying” grayson

[heist-family-content]

Jason: Stop calling me baby. I am twenty years old. I have dragged murderers from the back of my motorcycle. My scared hands smell like gunpowder. I hate you and I will never be soft again.

Bruce: Yes, of course, I understand.

Bruce, deadpan introducing Jason to literally anyone: This is my baby boy. My sweet little darling. My silly goose. Bambini. Small one. Duckling. Spider monkey. Pumpkin. Itty bitty.

Jason, deadpan, every time: Yes, hi, that's me, I'm itty bitty.

[ivebeenghosting]

kryptonite that gives you a breeding kink

[monochrome-genesis]

Prince of Gotham

(heavily inspired by this post op if you see this, I didn't want to bother you 🙈)

[mikakuna]

i keep thinking about your pretty boy jason and idk if its actually canon (cause idgaf about bruce THAT much in all honesty) but people say jason looks like bruce, and if he does,,, wasted potential.

definitely not capitalizing on it enough. cause people like to hc that bruce looks like martha, in those cases jason looking like bruce inevitably means he looks like martha.

and, my own person hc is that jason is a little more feminine in his looks (longer lashes, rounder cheeks, poutier lips etc etc), so looking like martha even more prominent

that means in the end, what you could potentially get, is bruce beating his son half to death, and laying there, instead of jason (his son, which is already fucked up), its his dying mother all over again, but this time, he’s not a bystander or a victim, he’s on the other side of the gun.

like it’s right there,,,

YOUVE KILLED ME ANON

omg. i love everything about this and i regret being so late to answering. i also love a jason who presents more feminine in certain features!!!

i've never seen anyone say jason looks like martha but now i'm IN LOVEEEE with this headcanon. i agree about the bruce thing LOL i personally dislike jason looking like bruce 👎 but MARTHA? i love him looking like willis too but that's unrelated.

THAT ENDDDD UGHHHHH yes yes yes. i need bruce stumbling back after the fog has lifted and the rage has lessened. i need him seeing his jaybaby crumpled on the ground, bleeding and bruised and broken. i need him looking at his trembling fists and realizing this is all his fault; that he did this to his son.

and then when he looks back down at jason, he just sees his mama instead. his mama who lay folded over his papa, long lashes dusting over her increasingly pale cheeks-- full lips cracking and peeling. blood seeping into her clothes and running a trail towards his feet.

he doesn't even realize roy showed up to save jason until he's being shoved back by an arrow. and bruce is waiting, he's waiting and pleading for his mama's face to disappear and for him to see jason again but it doesn't happen.

all he can see is his mama, unconscious and limp in roy harper's arms.

[mikakuna]

babygirl jason todd they could never make me hate you. no one will ever convince me that jason todd is ugly. that's willis' little prince, you know he inherited his dad's good looks, and we know willis was pulling badass stunning women.

I just imagine a scenario where jason is with the bats, could be a gala or some civilian something, and they are all joking about looks and who can flirt and get more numbers and what not, and they're gonna make jason the butt of the joke as per usual, except a devastingly handsome, slightly older man approaches and is very VERY clearly interested in jason and ONLY jason. he isn't creepy or pushy, just earnest and whole heartedly smitten with jason.

and maybe they expect the man to receive a mean quip or a swift rejection. but instead, to their utter suprise, jason just blushes, really soft and gentle and takes the number handed to him on a slip of paper, batting his eyelashes and tucking a little curl behind his ear.

and all the bats are shocked, thats not at all what they were expected. And the thing is, IT KEEPS HAPPENING.

a middle aged woman, a young new CEO, a silver fox with a smooth accent, keep approaching jason throughout the night, with either hungry or starstruck eyes.

roaming over inky, bouncing curls, high cheekbones and clear skin, broad shoulders, supple chest, tiny waist, stunning ass and legs. just jason being devastingly attractive and people wanting him, and making it known. and jason just being overwhelmed and flattered but soaking it in.

YEAAAAA DEVASTATINGLY ATTRACTIVE JASON TODD

i think about this jason A LOT. he is the baby girl. willis calling him his prince was so stinking cute 😭 and YES. there is no way jason isn't canonically attractive considering willis' play.

I LOVEEEE YOUR DESCRIPTIONS

i always enjoy thinking about jason getting suitors and nobody expecting it (he doesn't either). and they're always so hot and so much older. jason strictly going for older people has to be my fav hc even tho it's also pretty canon LOL he loves him some pseudo parental figures that remind him of his mommy daddy issues

jason's reactions <3 he most definitely blushes all sweet and timid when someone earnestly compliments/flirts with him. thank you so much for this anon but now i want more :/