What the hell took you so long?

[ Hello! This is an independent Jason Todd role play blog. It may get a bit OOC at times, and activity will be jumbled over time. Faceclaim is Jensen Ackles, any form of anons are always welcome. :) NSFW warning for the light hearted! ]

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[ crawls out of my grave

literally

HI GUYS ]

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Jaybird!

I looking for new ways of my color and paint style now. This is one of the study.

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Because sometimes you can’t forget a picture, and just thinking about it makes you happy. Because inspiration.

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Merry Late Christmas | Acrobaticbluebird

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“Yeah, whatever.” Jason rolled his eyes, a smile twitching at his lips before fading away. He was going to do this, fuck the consequence. He followed after him, dropping down rather stiffly onto the spot next to him. “Uh- yeah, right.” Clearing his throat, his fingers tapped nervously against his thigh before he spoke. “Remember how I said I had another gift for you?”

“The one that you decided to withhold from me for going on almost a month now?” Oh yeah, he remembered al right. He had been racking his mind about what it could possibly be ever since Christmas. “Yeah, I remember.”

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“Yeah, that one.” Jason nodded, he knew keeping it hidden from Dick for this long would make him frustrated. And he was starting to become aware that he might just get fed up enough and tell him to forget it. Not that that wouldn’t ease some troubling stomach flips, but he knew he had to get it over with. And now was the time. “…You want it?”

[acrobaticbluebird]

“Oh, so we’re not going to play the waiting game anymore? Shame, it was just starting to get fun too.” He joked sarcastically,smiling at Jason.”But yeah, I kind of  do.”

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“Hey, if you want to wait a little longer I’m down with that.” He snorted, allowing the remnants of his anxiety out with the tap of his fingers against his kneecap. “It’s not anything great, so don’t get your hopes up.” With one final nervous itch, it finally came out. “I was wondering if you- y’know, wanted to be my-” he winced at the word, “boyfriend. Or something.”

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Dick stared at Jason, blinking a few times as he let the words sink in. Did the Jason Todd just ask him out? No way. This was all just a dream right? Dick pinched himself lightly, feeling the pain of his nails digging into his arms. Nope, not a dream then. “Did I just hear you right? Please tell me I did and that I’m not going nuts?”

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Jason groaned, raking his hand through the front of his hair. If he was mistaken, which he so obviously was not, his face was burning. But he couldn't be blushing....could he? No, of course not. He averted his gaze away from Dick, snorting at the question. "Don't make me say it again, Dickie."

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Dick beating the Joker to death.

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Merry Late Christmas | Acrobaticbluebird

[acrobaticbluebird]

“Yeah, whatever.” Jason rolled his eyes, a smile twitching at his lips before fading away. He was going to do this, fuck the consequence. He followed after him, dropping down rather stiffly onto the spot next to him. “Uh- yeah, right.” Clearing his throat, his fingers tapped nervously against his thigh before he spoke. “Remember how I said I had another gift for you?”

“The one that you decided to withhold from me for going on almost a month now?” Oh yeah, he remembered al right. He had been racking his mind about what it could possibly be ever since Christmas. “Yeah, I remember.”

[brokenbirdie-blog]

“Yeah, that one.” Jason nodded, he knew keeping it hidden from Dick for this long would make him frustrated. And he was starting to become aware that he might just get fed up enough and tell him to forget it. Not that that wouldn’t ease some troubling stomach flips, but he knew he had to get it over with. And now was the time. “…You want it?”

[acrobaticbluebird]

“Oh, so we’re not going to play the waiting game anymore? Shame, it was just starting to get fun too.” He joked sarcastically,smiling at Jason.”But yeah, I kind of  do.”

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"Hey, if you want to wait a little longer I'm down with that." He snorted, allowing the remnants of his anxiety out with the tap of his fingers against his kneecap. "It's not anything great, so don't get your hopes up." With one final nervous itch, it finally came out. "I was wondering if you- y'know, wanted to be my-" he winced at the word, "boyfriend. Or something."

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“you better make this worth my while because i can’t even feel my nose already”

“maybe if you stopped complaining every two seconds” 

it’s no use, dick

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Jason and I went on club-penguin and harassed people for like an hour.

Ladies ‘nd gents, the men of the Outlaws.

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We're pretty tough.

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Send me a ♥ and an url if you ship us together.

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Home is wherever I’m with you

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Merry Late Christmas | Acrobaticbluebird

[acrobaticbluebird]

“Yeah, whatever.” Jason rolled his eyes, a smile twitching at his lips before fading away. He was going to do this, fuck the consequence. He followed after him, dropping down rather stiffly onto the spot next to him. “Uh- yeah, right.” Clearing his throat, his fingers tapped nervously against his thigh before he spoke. “Remember how I said I had another gift for you?”

“The one that you decided to withhold from me for going on almost a month now?” Oh yeah, he remembered al right. He had been racking his mind about what it could possibly be ever since Christmas. “Yeah, I remember.”

[brokenbirdie-blog]

"Yeah, that one." Jason nodded, he knew keeping it hidden from Dick for this long would make him frustrated. And he was starting to become aware that he might just get fed up enough and tell him to forget it. Not that that wouldn't ease some troubling stomach flips, but he knew he had to get it over with. And now was the time. "...You want it?"

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omg ur on ew

ew roy

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[ I have to go because my midterms start tomorrow, but I'll be back on ASAP! :D ]

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Merry Late Christmas | Acrobaticbluebird

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“Hopefully, it shall remain being pizza.” It wouldn’t be the first time he cooked something that ended up becoming an uneatable blog of burnt mess. “But I’m sure you’re not here this late for my amazing cooking skills. What’s up?”  

“Even I have to admit this, wouldn’t ordering just be easier?” He shook his head, a small laugh rumbling from his chest. The catastrophes that took place in the kitchen always did have something to do with Dick, but maybe this time would be different. “Great detective work there, Blue bird.” Jason snorted, his hand raising to tuff at the front of his own hair. “Just… Some shit I wanted to talk to you about. No big deal.”

“Hey, if I don’t try, I won’t get better!” Pushing away from the counter, he walked into the living room area of the apartment and took a seat on the couch. He pated the seat next to him, signaling Jason to join him. “Well, lets talk then.”

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"Yeah, whatever." Jason rolled his eyes, a smile twitching at his lips before fading away. He was going to do this, fuck the consequence. He followed after him, dropping down rather stiffly onto the spot next to him. "Uh- yeah, right." Clearing his throat, his fingers tapped nervously against his thigh before he spoke. "Remember how I said I had another gift for you?"

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Merry Late Christmas | Acrobaticbluebird

[acrobaticbluebird]

“You? Cooking something? Now this I have to see.” He grinned at the other as he stepped into his apartment, his body giving a brief shudder at the change in temperature. It was a cold night, and the heat of Dick’s home felt nice. “And by that you mean babysit you, or actually complete the meal myself.”

Pausing as Dick made his way back to the kitchen, Jason lingered back. Things were normal, at least. Dick was happy. Which only made his simmering anxiety spike a hitch higher. He took another breath before following his trail back to the kitchen, replacing his nervous visage for an exaggerated sneer.

“Hey, no one said anything about missing here. Just…wanted to stop by.”

“Hey, I’ve been managing thus far!” He defended himself, gesturing towards the oven. “It hasn’t caught on fire yet, has it?” 

Hearing Jason’s denial of missing him, Dick just rolled his eyes and grinned. He knew that Jason missed him, after all, who wouldn’t? “Uh huh, I’m sure.”

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“This is true.” Jason agreed, eyeing the small fluffs of smoke that wafted from the back of the oven. “Yeah, yet.”

The only response he gave back to Dick’s obvious knowing of a part of Jason’s true intentions was a snort. He rolled his eyes at the older man, shucking his leather jacket off and tossing it to a nearby chair. “What do you have in there, anyway?” He knew he was avoiding the subject, but he couldn’t really help it.

[acrobaticbluebird]

“Hopefully, it shall remain being pizza.” It wouldn’t be the first time he cooked something that ended up becoming an uneatable blog of burnt mess. “But I’m sure you’re not here this late for my amazing cooking skills. What’s up?”  

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"Even I have to admit this, wouldn't ordering just be easier?" He shook his head, a small laugh rumbling from his chest. The catastrophes that took place in the kitchen always did have something to do with Dick, but maybe this time would be different. "Great detective work there, Blue bird." Jason snorted, his hand raising to tuff at the front of his own hair. "Just... Some shit I wanted to talk to you about. No big deal."